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sednas · 1 year

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['CAUSE HE'S A F×CK BOY ─ s. gojo]

꒰ ͜͡➸ sorry what did you say? oh you want a virginkiller!gojo fic? with enemies to lovers vibes? yeah I might have this one in store for you. smut will be in the second part tho! (which will be posted in one week or five months, who knows! :))

pairing: virginkiller!gojo x virgin!fem!reader

tw: college!au, suggestive themes, virginity kink, (dub-con) make out session, gojo is annoying but hey what's new, sexual tension, light fem masturbation at the end

gojo satoru was the golden boy. the most intelligent student of his class, the most talented sports player of the school, the most popular guy of the campus, maybe even of the whole city. he was excellent at everything. people were too amazed by his talent to notice his arrogance and his condescending smile, too blinded by his bright blue eyes and his snowy white hair.

gojo was the best at everything, and it included fucking. hell, fucking was actually on top of the list. he had a cheerleader waiting for him every night in his room, sometimes he could just wink at a girl and she was already spreading her legs for him in the bathroom a few minutes later. he could have literally everyone, but what he liked best was virgins. he loved them, such good girls who managed to keep their innocence until college. they were always so easy, so pliant.

and the thing he mostly liked to do with them was fucking them so hard that nobody could ever compare after that. he wanted them to think about him every time they would fuck someone else, he wanted them to rub their thighs together while thinking about him years later, this is what he liked to do with them. of course, the thought of ruining them for their first time was also appealing, they were usually so shy and reserved, he liked to take them apart piece by piece, make them drool, and then cry, and then forcing them to look at themselves in the mirror, letting them see how the filthiest version of themselves looked like. and in the end, when they were too fucked to think, he made them say thanks.

and this was exactly what he wanted to do with you.

you were way more difficult than the others, doing your best to ignore his piercing blue eyes, answering by a simple nod of your head every time he was trying to start a conversation, leaving the room every time he was in.

yeah you were difficult, but satoru always got what he wanted.

“all by yourself uh?”

he startled you a bit, and he could see that you were already looking for a way out by the way your eyes were looking at everything but him.

he moved his body to be at the same height as you, looking at you through his glasses, and then he said your name in a sweet voice, smiling when he saw how easily he got you looking back at him, your face obviously flushed.

“finally paying attention to me mh? it's a shame that you don't look at me often, I really like your eyes, they're pretty.”

and he really meant it, you were telling him everything with those eyes, the way you were constantly daydreaming about him, how you were humping your pillow at night, imagining it was his thigh instead. yeah, very pretty eyes.

“I want to get to know ya.” he said with a smile, and he got closer.

he kept himself from laughing when he saw you taking a few steps back and then he stopped, not wanting to make you panic too much.

“here, gimme your phone.”

you obeyed after barely a few seconds, and it only confirmed what he was already thinking; you were wrapped around his finger even though you were trying to hide it.

“mmh cute wallpaper… alright I'm just gonna add my number to your contacts annnnnd… done!” he finally said, his relaxed smile still on his face, handing you over your phone.

he didn't let go of it immediately, making sure your hands brushed against one another, noticing the way your breath got stuck in your throat.

“call me okay?”

one month passed by and you never called, or even texted. gojo felt frustration for the first time in his life, and because of that he was rougher than usual when he was fucking a cheerleader, his thoughts always coming back to you, and the way you were still ignoring him even though you were fucking yourself with your fingers every night while thinking about him. he was starting to get tired of his own game, but still, he wasn't planning on giving up. and so when he saw you standing in the kitchen during that halloween party, a devilish grin appeared on his pale face...

it's already too late when you spot him across the room, his blue eyes are on you. you can barely think of an escape that he's already in front of you, wearing a black tuxedo, a white collar wrapped around his neck and long white victorian sleeves hugging his arms, and making the rings on his fingers look elegant.

“you didn't call me.“ gojo whispers against your ear, his long arms trapping you between his body and the kitchen counter.

you open your mouth but no sound comes out, your eyes try to escape his teasing gaze as you're sure he can see every little detail on your face by standing so close.

“I thought… I thought you weren't serious when you gave me your number.”

he chuckles, noticing how you're even more embarrassed to look him in the eyes when he hasn't his glasses on.

“I like your costume, it suits your body.”

you feel your skin grows hot, his voice so soft and intimate, his eyes trailing on your body from up and down. it feels like you're alone in the whole house with only him. and your heart is racing with fear and anticipation, as you bring your thighs together. gojo notices it, placing his knee between them before you can fully close them, making you gasp.

“so tell me something baby…” he starts speaking in a honeyed voice, his lips coming closer to your ear.

you blink at the nickname, his body weighting a little more on your own, your back uncomfortably pressed against the kitchen counter as your body slowly bent to accommodate to the awkward position.

“are you scared of me or something?”

a nervous laugh comes out of your mouth, turning your head to escape from his warm gaze.

“I'm not scared of you.”

he can tell you're sincere, but it only makes him want to know more.

“then why are you avoiding me all the time uh?”

he tilts his head to the side, eyes burning with curiosity and his teeth flashing at you when you finally look back at him.

“i'm avoiding you because… you're so annoying, and you fuck everyone you know and you're so arrogant, always thinking you're better than anyone else. I don't like you, at all.”

a few seconds of silence pass by while both of you just look at eachother, until a smirk slowly appears on gojo's face.

“I didn't know you were so mean.” he laughed. “but if you hate me so much why aren't you pushing me away right now?” his sultry voice keeps sliding on you like honey, his mouth so close to your skin, breath fanning over your neck.

he's right, and he knows it, smiling even wider when he sees you looking at the ground in defeat.

“that's what I thought.” he smiles, one of his hand sliding along the side of your jaw, the sudden touch making your heart skips a beat.

his pale hand looks good on your skin, you can feel his fingers squeezing lightly your throat and the atmosphere becomes more tense than before, he still has this grin, like he knows everything about you, especially how much you want him to touch you more.

you're a few seconds away from giving up, your body almost falling on the counter to let gojo fully rest on you. somehow his smirk grows wider when he sees you closing your eyes. you let out a little whine when you feel him pressing all of his body weight against you.

“that was a sweet sound baby, mind if you make some more for me?”

despite shaking your head no, you pressed your body against him, hungry for more, finding a new pleasure in being the center of his attention. his slender fingers find their way to squeeze your chest, drawing another whine out of your mouth.

“more…” he orders, the sound of his voice muffled against your skin.

you try to close your lips, in a poor attempt not to give in so easily, but your legs turn to jelly as soon as he puts his soft lips on your neck. one of your hands flew through his white hair as you gasped at this new sensation.

his hot tongue tracing kisses along your neck, he grabbed your hips, bringing you even closer, letting you feel his boner. you feel dirty, intoxicated, but the heat coming out of his body is addictive. you let out another sound and your fingers are now grabbing his shirt in a needy way, trying to get him even closer to you. you want more. you need more.

you suddenly open your eyes when you feel his warmth vanish from your trembling body. you watch him walk away in disbelief while he's wearing a wicked smile on his face.

“I think my friends are waiting for me… it was fun, you should call me later okay?” he winked at you before exiting the room without letting you have any time to react.

you're left here, breathless, blood pumping into your veins, eyes clouded with desire, a pool of arousal between your legs. your hands clench into fists, of course he did it on purpose.

your eyes are fixated on your phone as breathless sighs keep coming out of your mouth.

"fuck!" you let out an exasperated groan, throwing your head back into the soft pillows.

your fingers are still trying to reach that spongy spot inside you, you arch your back, lifting your hips in the air, hoping it will allow your fingers to touch deeper parts. but you're left unsatisfied again, your legs twitching in frustration. your head hit your pillow and your eyes go back to your phone.

"he would fuck me right." you mumble to yourself.

part two

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honeeslust · 6 months

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Satoru and the blinfold

🖤 Let's be clear every version of Satoru is a treat...

Satoru with the mask wants to fuck you in the mirror. He won’t undress, he just undoes his belt and pulls his dick out, smilin and patting his thighs inviting you to take a seat. You're already dripping from the invitation alone. He loves the way you moan when it slides in, your nails dig into his thighs and your ready to work that dick. but as soon as you try to move, he's talking that slick shit in your ear. Be a good girl and sit still, I like the way you feel when your greedy. desperate to move you're crying to him Toru no please I need it. He likes when you beg but the pretty-eyed menace just taunts you with gentle flicks of his fat cock inside you. Look at yourself, see how sexy you are when you’re impatient. You're looking but your desperation has you so delirious that you can't even see straight. that's my good girl sittin so pretty fer me huh? Yes all for you, anything for you baby please let me move. No no, You want this cum don't you. yes I want it, I want all of it. Then watch me make you make you dumb on this dick, open your eyes and look. You're staring at yourself, stuffed full of cock but unable to to a thing about it. It has you twisting inside. your pussy is screaming for even the slightest movement from him. Satoru pinches your nipples and licks your ear. You can’t see his eyes but the way he’s beaming at your reflection tells you all you needs to know. That he's loving this, his white hair peeks out over the blindfold, his porcelain skin contrasting your own perfectly. It really is a sight to see. he bucks it into you just to hear your cute little moans and feel the spasms that ricochet around his length. There she is, he says slipping his hands under your thighs and pulling them apart as he prepared to pump you full of his dick. He loves the way your naked body looks against his fully clothed one. Not to mention he knows you’ve got a thing for the blindfold.

Satoru needs to see how you fuck your self when you ride him. He pulls that one side away from his eye when he lets go of your hips so you can control the angle in which his cock prodded your g spot. Keep fucking yourself, just like that pretty baby. He groans as the circles you churn against him has your nails dragging across his chest. He lifts thighs to support you as you swirl your hips grinding down and making your self come again and again while he lies back appreciating the way your body moved. When you collapse on his chest thinking you made yourself come hard enough, he's palming your cheeks, moving that ass up and down opposite the thrusts of his hips. At first he goes slow, praising you and giving you hickies as he fucked himself up into you. By the time hes bouncing you, your shaking and drooling from your mouth and pussy as he pins you against his chest. You're crying in his ear just how he likes while he bullies that cock in and out of your tight little hole. The one heavenly eye that you could see was dimming with his own impending release. Keep taking it for me like that. Yes yes yes baby fuck ima give you all this cum. He goes crazy in that pussy hammering into your soaked center with a cock felt like it was designed just for your pussy. Look at how you break for me baby he says as his erratic thrusts falter from how weak in the knees you made him. He kisses you hard, moaning your name and spilling his load into your swollen womb.

Satoru with no mask is ready to drown in that pretty pussy. He sweet talks your wetness at he tastes you. I love tickling this pretty clit he says swirling his finger around the little bead. It's the eye contact when he finally slides a lazy pink tongue through the wet crease. You like that, you like when I tease it, don't you baby? he taunts you, pressing kisses to trembling bundle of nerves So-fucking-good- He has you clenching a fistful of this snowy strands between your fingers and the harder you pull the more he groans yesss let me have it all. Satoru fucks you with his tongue easily making you squeal his name. Sweeter than fruit baby, keep feeding me I'm always hungry for this delectable little cunt of yours he says surlping your both openings and rudely smacking his lips over your clit. His mouth makes out with your pussy so good that your body can't even handle the shock. He has to hold you down, forcing your legs back so you watch him devouring you. His sky blue gaze hypnotizes you as he adds his fingers, pulsing and curling into that sweet spot. Again hes slurping away, not wanting to waste a single drop of your essence. By the time your head stops spinning, he’s wiping the corners of his mouth, fully pleased with himself as he should be.

Satoru in the sunglasses is stealing a quickie with you before he meets with the higher ups. They get on his fucking nerves and what better remedy than your pussy which was always ready to pacify him. After kissing you long and hard as soon as you approached him, he forces you over the top of his desk, dragging your pants and thong off at once. With a pop he's in and he's deep, already making you cry out his name with a high pitched squeal when he jammed his cock right into your cervix. He opted for his sunglasses today but the blindfold is always ready for you. He pulls it out of his pocket and reaches around. He shoves it in your mouth as he mounted you. In need of release, he's already fucking you hard and fast, the clapping sounds ringing throughout the walls of his office. Let me get these hips baby, I wanna ride this pretty pussy c'mon. Arch that ass for me. Fucking you with one leg up, there is no way to hide from that dick. It's just blow after blow to your tender uterus. He growls like a rabbid beast as he beats that pussy out the frame. Your gonna feel this dick tomorrow baby. Unggh - your so fucking perfect. Let me fuck you stupid pretty girl. He was right in the way he could leave you senseless. His unrelenting cock is all you can think about. so you’re not even worried that even with your mouth stuffed you're still loud enough to be heard across the hall. Ugh ugh ugh ugh!!!sto-ru-uh-uh-uh your muffled cries had him swollen tight in your walls as he dove deeper. Ssss-close baby, come on this dick, I'm coming with you. Mmmh fuck baby fuck fuck fuck. He hisses cramming into you to the hilt, releasing all kinds of thick creamy cum into you while your slick walls held his engorged length hostage. Shit, they're here he says pulling out and tucking his shirt back in as you fixed your clothes. The kiss he gives you on the way out is laced with the promise of giving you more once he got home. You leave smiling ear to ear to yourself as you walked past the higher ups with your Satorus hot cum soaking your panties.

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 7 months

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One Piece strawhat pirates with Anya reader from Spy x Family, I thought the interactions would be hilarious and cute

-You were bright and sparkly eyed, finding yourself in a new world, one of pirates and adventures. This is almost as cool as being a world with spies!

-You found yourself rescued by a cheerful man who just felt so warm, like a hug, after the marines had been chasing you, after you accidentally blurted out a secret that nobody was supposed to know and now they needed to shut you up.

-Luffy was so warm and kind to you, like a big brother, and when you called him big brother for the first time, he was beaming so brightly, just like the sun.

-He was pretty simple, only really thinking about food and becoming the pirate king, and protecting his crew if someone was to threaten any of them, including you.

-Zoro didn’t know what to make of you- you were so tiny and weak, but he could tell that you were smarter than you looked, as you always seemed to dodge him when he was teaching you how to use a wooden sword, reading his mind to read his moves.

-He quickly became your second big brother, and he will not hesitate to kill to protect you, which you do think is rather scary, but he was a lot like Luffy, thinking about drinking and becoming stronger, wanting to become the strongest swordsman in the world.

-Nami adored you, especially when you called her big sister, as she had never been a big sister before, as she was the little sister to Nojiko, so when you were brought into the crew, she relished the idea of being a big sister finally.

-Nami is scary at times, yelling and hitting the others, but never you, she would never hit you, only flicking your forehead when you did something reckless, but you could tell that she was a nice person, thinking about her mother, her home, her sister, and always about money for some reason.

-You loved Usopp’s stories, despite knowing that they weren’t true, as he wanted to prove himself a brave adventurer, a brave pirate, so he told stories, ones that you loved to listen to.

-Usopp taught you all about plants and taught you how to use a slingshot, something you enjoyed doing as you found it fun.

-Sanji adored being a big brother to you, always willing to dance with you and he loved when you came into the kitchen, wanting to cook with Sanji, something he treasured.

-Sanji’s mind was complex, showing his past with his family, which he tried not to think about, not wanting to think about his family, and the sad times with Zeff, whom he does miss at times.

-If he was with you, Sanji’s thoughts were about how cute you were and about what dishes you would like, but you have seen it, when he’s talking to Robin and Nami or when he sees a pretty girl. You learned why Zoro calls him Ero-Cook, but you kept that quiet.

-Chopper was easily your favorite person, you loved to cuddle and hug him and he loved your attention and affections, treating you nicely, unlike the others whom he called names, while being happy.

-You normally didn’t like doctors, as it reminded you of your own past, but you didn’t mind Chopper, mainly because he wasn’t scary, and he would have you sit in on exams before your own, showing you what he was going to do, so you don’t get scared.

-His thoughts were all over the place, his memories of the snowy land he once called home, the memories he made with the others during their time together, treats and tasty food he got to eat, and how he wanted to work hard to cure everyone!

-Robin was the only person who knew what you could do, it wasn’t that hard to figure out, as you would do things when she would think about it, like if she wanted to go and take a nap, but didn’t want to go alone, you would tug on her hand, asking her to nap with you.

-She stared hard at you when she figured it out, thinking about peanuts and your face lit up with joy, then she started to think about broccoli and your face fell, looking horrified.

-When she confirmed this, she agreed to keep it a secret, but it was amusing to see you reading the others, being able to do things or get out of doing things- you were really a smart child.

-Robin didn’t want you to read her mind, as she didn’t want you to worry, due to her childhood, which you had seen a bit, so you tried not to read her if you could avoid from doing it.

-Franky was so much fun! He taught you how to build things and how things around the ship worked and he adored you constantly asking questions as he loved explaining things to someone who would listen.

-Franky was odd- he would think about odd random things all the time, from cola, to new speedos, building things, and his memories of his mentor.

-When you first met Brook, you thought he was scary, because he was a skeleton. However, you quickly found out that he was funny, telling jokes and you loved to listen to him playing the violin.

-He was a lot like Sanji, being a pervert, except around you, he behaved around you, thinking you were adorable with all the questions you were asking him, wanting to know more about him- to see a child being so interested in him, it warmed his heart.

-You adored Jinbei- he was so cool as you had never met a fishman before, and for him to be on the crew as well, you couldn’t be happier.

-Jinbei loved to take you swimming, and you constantly asked him questions, which warmed his heart, seeing that you weren’t afraid of him in the slightest.

-Jinbei was a very wise person, most of the time, like when he would let Luffy run wild, as everyone knew not to let him do that, and he would tell you stories of his past, when he was a pirate long ago and his adventures leading up to join Luffy’s crew.

-Your crew adored you, as you always seemed to be there when they needed it most, like if they were feeling sad and needed a hug, you were there, arms open and ready, or you would just sit there, giving them an ear to talk to.

-They couldn’t understand, except for Robin, how you were easily able to figure out where things were, like if you were all looking for treasure in a marine base and nobody could find it, you always could, and if they asked, you just smiled, “Lucky guess!”

-You loved being a pirate, as you had a high bounty now too, since you knew government secrets that nobody should ever know, and you liked getting a higher bounty, as you learned that the more zeros on your bounty, the more important you are, as you really weren’t worried about danger, not with your new family protecting you.

#one piece #luffy #zoro #nami #usopp #sanji #chopper #nico robin #franky #brook #jinbei

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brucebocchi · 2 months

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Winter 2024 anime, Pt. 2: Mixed reactions, the bench, and the gems

hey y'all, this is also up on my ko-fi! it's free to read both here and there, but i'm struggling financially rn so i could appreciate if you'd throw a few bucks my way if you liked it! part 1 can be found here.

And we're back for part 2! Here's all the new stuff I finished this season, and one more I'll get back to later. As with before, these are sorted alphabetically within each category and are not ranked as of yet.

Also as before, the OP for each series is linked in the title. Check them all out if the header images aren't giving you the right feel for each show, but also check them out because most of them were actually pretty damn good this season.

[Solo Leveling OP voice] LET'S GET IT!

Mixed Bags:

Hokkaido Gals Are Super Adorable!

Your standard, quasi-harem “easily flustered Regular Guy wins over hot girls just by being really nice” shonen romcom. I really don’t have much to say about this one other than if you’ve seen My Dress-Up Darling, you’ve basically seen this already. The only thing that really sets it apart is the setting.

Tsubasa (voiced by Nobunaga Shimazaki, in a FAR cry from his turn as Mahito in Jujutsu Kaisen) is a straight-laced Tokyoite whose family situation lands him in a small city in the frozen boonies of Hokkaido. While looking for the bus to his new house, he runs into a gyaru in the snowy wild, the underdressed, hilariously-proportioned Minami, and they hit it off. It turns out they go to the same school, there are other cute girls there who take a shine to him as well, it’s nothing new.

I ultimately don’t have much to say about Hokkaido Gals, but I do have a soft spot for series like this, and after reading ahead in the manga I felt obligated to see it through. This is all junk food, but it’s all stuff you’ve seen done better in other series. I also have a soft spot for gyaru in anime and manga, and while I do like Minami just fine, she isn’t Marin Kitagawa or Rumiko Manbagi. I don’t really have it in me to recommend this show to many, though, at least not until another season rolls around, if that ever happens. The manga genuinely does get a lot better as it goes on, but the really worthwhile stuff may not happen until a third season, and I just don’t see that happening.

The manga has issues that the anime isn’t willing or able to solve, chief of which being the visuals. The art style of the manga is wildly inconsistent, and getting a mediocre animation team on this didn’t help matters at all. While the colors often pop nicely against the pretty, snowy backdrops, nobody looks all that great overall. The characters are recognizable, but they just plain don’t look great a lot of the time, nor do they look consistent from one cut to the next; I said that Minami’s proportions are hilarious, but just as hilarious is how wildly they vacillate from one scene to the next for the sake of trying to titillate the viewer.

My biggest takeaway from both the manga and anime was everything I learned about Hokkaido in the process, and if the series is taking subsidies from the island’s tourism bureau, then it’s a job well done. I want some goddamn jingisukan now. The OP is a great time, though. I’m shocked it took over a decade for us to get a proper “Uptown Funk” knockoff in an anime.

Metallic Rouge

I’ll be upfront in saying that this was my biggest disappointment of the season by far. This show had so much going for it, and what we got was… ugh.

There was an unbelievable amount of promise from the outset: This was Studio Bones’ commemorative 25th anniversary production, and coming from the studio that gave us all-timer adaptations like Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood and Mob Psycho 100, not to mention later works from Cowboy Bebop creator Shinichiro Watanabe (including the Cowboy Bebop movie), you can’t fault anyone for having high expectations. It looked to be a fitting production as well: Watanabe’s influence shines through immediately in the gorgeous, lived-in cyberpunk off-world locales and racially diverse cast. Action takes the form of dope robo-tokusatsu transformation fisticuffs, and it’s entirely in 2D animation to boot. The first couple of episodes were killer, too; everything looked and sounded amazing, and there were just enough plot threads teased out that I just had to see how they’d unravel.

It brings me no joy, then, to say that Metallic Rouge collapses into a jumbled mess. I don’t even want to bother talking about what happens in the show because I don’t fucking care anymore. There are few media experiences more sobering than to have it dawn on you over a span of several weeks that “oh… this isn’t actually all that good, is it?” Episode after episode piles on with sloppy lore, weak worldbuilding, warring factions whose names you immediately forget, pointless double-crosses, and the most predictable twist you’ve ever seen. For a while I was willing to accept the fact that I didn’t know what was going on half the time and expected things to become clearer, but now I’m not entirely sure the writers knew either. The stakes apparently kept rising and everything just kept getting more claustrophobic. I’m glad it’s over, if only because if I had to hear “Clair de Lune” one more fucking time, I was going to go ballistic.

There are several attempts at emotional beats, as the story is rife with tragedy and sacrifice, and every single one lands with a wet thud. Nobody gets enough time, motivation, or characterization for any of these things to feel like they actually matter, and that’s especially a shame because the finale might have been able to stick the landing if the previous episodes were less dense and better paced. Emphasis on “almost,” though, because just before the season ends, we get the absolute most pointless fakeout I’ve seen since The Rise of Skywalker, which is the lowest point of comparison you can make for any work of sci-fi.

This is especially frustrating because on paper, there is so much to like here. Rouge and Naomi are likable-enough deuteragonists with a fun dynamic, and they’d make easy yuri bait in a better show. The characters are all pretty and uniquely designed across the board, and the overall aesthetic, almost a pastiche of late-90’s anime futurism, is undeniable. The toku suit designs are neat and several of the action scenes are gorgeous. The score and soundtrack are outstanding (except for the aforementioned Debussy indulgence). I have few complaints about how the show looks and sounds; the style is great! All of my issues lie with the substance.

Metallic Rouge may have had all the ingredients, but it just needed more time to cook; whether that would have been by doubling the episode count or by more carefully planning the pacing and trimming some of the fat from the lore, I’m still not sure. Probably both. It probably needed better writers, too. Maybe it just isn��t as smart as it acts and there was no way to satisfyingly resolve the clumsy civil rights allegories that bring it uncomfortably close to the likes of Detroit: Become Human. So all of the above, I guess. I tend to adore stories that involve artificially-intelligent beings developing their own wills and emotions and learning to cut their own strings (the likes of Blade Runner, Nier Automata, even a couple of character arcs in the Persona series), but this ain’t it. I’m not even mad anymore. I’m just disappointed.

If there are two positives that will stick with me, though, they would be the absolute banger of an OP and, of course, Naomi Orthmann herself (pictured above, left). Outstanding character design. I’m mildly obsessed. She deserved a better show.

The Unwanted Undead Adventurer

This one isn’t even worth talking about, so here’s a brief synopsis, then I’ll add some commentary, and then we’ll all move on with our lives.

Rentt, a beloved but mediocre adventurer in a fantasy town, gets lost in the mysterious labyrinth that all adventurers explore for personal gain, gets waxed by a dragon, and awakens as a shitty-looking CGI skeleton. He notices, though, that he’s able to level up better as a skeleton than he did as a human, and with the more monsters he defeats, the more he evolves into something closer to human. The rest isn’t really worth discussing.

If I’m being honest, I should’ve dropped this show much sooner. It looks kinda lousy most of the time, the plot (inasmuch as there even is one) is boring, character designs are forgettable (except for Rentt’s closest ally, Lorraine, holy hell) and it seems wholly uninterested in actually building its own setting. If it returns for a second season, I won’t be there, nor will I feel like I’m missing anything. Each episode felt like a chore to watch. I probably only saw it through because 1) I liked looking at Lorraine, I know what I’m about, and 2) I didn’t want to lump it in with the shows I did drop. The Unwanted Undead Adventurer isn’t as patently upsetting or frustrating as those three, but it just plain isn’t a very good show.

The Witch and the Beast

This show could have been so much more. I was drawn in by the gorgeous character designs and intriguing blend of Victorian gothic aesthetics and architecture with modern infrastructure, and very quickly disappointed by just about everything else. The first episode is an exceptional proof of concept, and almost everything that follows is an upsetting showcase of what could have been.

The story centers around Ashaf, a languid, chain-smoking agent of the governing church with a big-ass coffin strapped to his back, and his partner Guideau, a snarling hyena in a young woman’s body, as they investigate abuses of magic across the continent in search of nefarious witches. Guideau in particular has a bone to pick with witches, as the body they presently inhabit is the result of a witch’s curse, and they remain in furious pursuit of the one who cursed them. The curse can be temporarily undone by a kiss with a witch, allowing Guideau’s true body, a hulking brute confined to the coffin, to escape and wreak havoc. Meaning that on a few occasions we get a girl-on-girl kiss followed by a big dude wrecking shit. There’s also other investigations of serial killings, necromancy, and a cursed sword, and here’s hoping you like those, because the coffin breaks are few and far between.

This wasn’t great! By the third episode I had the sneaking suspicion that the animation talent on hand just wasn’t enough to support the aesthetic. While the character designs are exceptional, almost everyone looks awful in any shot that isn’t completely focused on them. This is especially true of Guideau, who looks so inconsistently off-model from one shot to the next that I’m still not entirely sure what they’re supposed to look like, and that’s kind of unforgivable when we’re talking about a main character. Everything looks too dim and too shiny at the same time, and action scenes look like shit more often than they look interesting. I can see so many flickers of something excellent (or at least really good-looking) in Witch and the Beast, and everything else that keeps those flickers from actually igniting makes it so much more frustrating to watch. Maybe just read the manga instead; the panels I've seen from it were uniformly gorgeous.

Actually, yeah, you should probably just read the manga, because for a season of anime, the pacing is atrocious too. It’s clearly trying to angle for a monster-of-the-week format, but each of these mini-arcs is a little too dense for a single episode, so multiple episodes are dedicated to these one-off curiosities, most of which do nothing to advance the plot or show off what the show does best. And if one of them isn’t particularly interesting, you’re saddled with it for the next two weeks like you've been stuck munching on a mealy apple. And I know you can only adapt so much in a 12-episode season, but the decision to end the season on a flashback arc and a lore dump was baffling. That’s not world-building, that’s lazy, and it made the show’s existing pacing issues feel that much more inane.

I feel like I was sold a false bill of goods. I can only imagine how the mangaka feels about this. Dull and uninspiring all around. What a waste.

The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

Isekai, unassuming high school boy gains a unique power, impending war with the Demon Lord, yadda yadda yadda. The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic isn’t anything new or special by any means, nor is it particularly well-animated or -paced, but at its best it’s silly and charming enough that it made a nice, brainless palate cleanser on Fridays.

Usato, your standard quiet high schooler, ends up walking home on a rainy evening with the popular, attractive student council president and VP, when an isekai portal happens. It turns out that it was just the seito-kai that was invited along for the ride (and President Suzune, as it turns out, is fucking psyched to get to be in an isekai), and Usato got caught along with them. When tested for magical aptitude, Suzune and VP Kazuki hit the jackpot with electric and light affinities, respectively, but things go awry when Usato’s reading turns up with healing magic. Terror strikes the palace as the intimidating dommy-mommy Captain Rose barges in to spirit Usato away from his new friends and into her squadron of goons to train him as a combat medic.

As character comedy goes, this one is actually pretty solid at times. Shogo Sakata is plenty of fun as the put-upon, lippy Usato (a much louder role than Chainsaw Man’s Aki Hayakawa), and Atsuko Tanaka (Major Kusanagi herself!) is a blast as the terrifying Rose, an uncompromising slave driver of a drill sergeant with a secret soft side. The dynamic between them is great, too; Usato is over Rose’s shit from the beginning and isn’t afraid to talk back to her, but before you know it, this transforms into friendly banter as Rose clearly takes a shine to Usato and knows he can handle any punishment she doles out. Suzune’s also a bunch of fun now that she’s broken away from having to be the competent, popular girl at school and gets to fully lean into being a complete dork.

Wrong Way also works decently as an isekai, because it makes an effort to stay rooted in high fantasy rather than fall back on JRPG mechanics, meaning there are no stat screens! It also avoids the trappings of wish-fulfillment isekai series by having Usato start out as a regular-ass guy; he’s not a Kirito type, just someone Rose sees as a rough gem in need of cutting. There are no cheat skills or OP weapons or anything, just a kid training every day to get stronger so he can protect the people close to him, and that’s the kind of anime protagonist you should want to be.

For better and for worse, I get serious mid-00s vibes from this one; watch the OP if you don’t believe me. Some of the colors pop uncannily in that early-digipaint-era way, and the animation is pretty middling; the most fluid animation we see is whenever Suzune is acting like a creep. Much like those mid-00s anime, though, Wrong Way may have benefited from being weekly (or twice as long) rather than seasonal. There’s a ton of planting with very little payoff, and it doesn’t feel like the actual scope of the story has even been addressed yet. We don’t even learn why the series has the name it does until someone literally says it aloud in the 11th episode. I may have to reevaluate this season after a possible second, if we ever get one, because this doesn’t stand too well on its own.

Of the anime in this “mixed bags” segment, I’d say I enjoyed Wrong Way the most, but it still had enough problems for me to keep it here. It’s not a particularly bad anime, but it’s not especially good either. I guess we can slot it into what Hazel refers to as “good mid.”

On Hold:

Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard?! (three episodes watched)

Man, what a title. That was the main draw for this BL series, which on paper is basically a gay version of the Mel Gibson vehicle What Women Want.

Adachi (a surname that will always make me laugh thanks to Persona 4), a gloomy salaryman, has hit the big 3-0 without getting any, and now he can somehow read anyone’s thoughts just by making physical contact with them. Just as he laments that this is his life now, he accidentally bumps into his handsome, popular coworker, Kurosawa, whom he learns has been harboring a massive crush on Adachi this whole time. Well dang, what now? Kurosawa’s a really nice, thoughtful dude, but Adachi’s never even thought about being with a man before! And isn’t there something wrong with already knowing this secret? How can he even go into the office and look Kurosawa in those big, handsome eyes… every single day…

What I’ve seen so far has been pretty solid, if not particularly well animated. The visuals are really my only gripe here; I just put it off for way too long and didn’t have it in me to finish it on time to actually get this thing written and published. Yaoi isn’t my forte, which feels like a shortcoming on my end as a fledgling bisexual, and I’ve already remarked on the solid LGBT representation this past season, so I do plan on hopping back on this one.

I gotta say, the co-leading voice actors put in serious work this season. Adachi is voiced by Chiaki Kobayashi, who continued his role as Stark in Frieren, returned to Mashle as Mash Burnedead, and contributed to Metallic Rouge’s cluttered cast as Noid. Kurosawa’s seiyuu, Ryota Suzuki (of whom I’ll always be a fan for his masterful turn as Yu Ishigami in Kaguya-sama), also held down leading roles in Bang Brave Bang Bravern and The Unwanted Undead Adventurer. They’ve been great in the few episodes of Cherry Magic! that I’ve seen so far, and they’ll be a huge part of what brings me back.

The Gems:

Bang Brave Bang Bravern

I feel like the mark of a perfectly audacious piece of media is in the moments where I find myself incredulously shouting “WHAT THE FUCK AM I WATCHING” at the screen, and Bravern made me do that at least once per episode. I have so many things to say about what makes this show great but all of it can be summed up as “it fucks so goddamn hard.”

A joint military exercise in Hawaii between Japanese and American mech pilots goes south as a sudden invasion by metalloid aliens portends certain doom for humanity. Just in the nick of time, though, a bombastic, autonomous mech named Bravern arrives from space and insists that ace pilot Isami Ao take his reins. Isami reluctantly agrees, and to his consternation, Bravern goes full tokusatsu on everyone’s asses, complete with fully-diegetic theme music, and keeps the threat at bay. With Bravern continuing to pester him to act as a pilot, Isami is forced to take up the mantle of a reluctant hero as everyone rallies around Bravern to save Earth. Tagging along is blond-haired, blue-eyed American pilot Lewis Smith, who gets to live out all of his Top Gun fantasies, right down to the latent homosexuality.

That last point isn’t a projection or anything: This show is legitimately gay as hell, and it rules. Bravern’s feelings towards Isami feel far more romantic than what you’d expect from a literal robot, and his description of how it felt to have Isami pilot him for the first time, as relayed to a grim-faced military council, is riddled with hilarious innuendo. Isami struggles not only with shouldering the burden of needing to be a hero to all of humanity, but also being beset on both sides by a loud, insistent mecha and a dewy-eyed gaijin, both of whom very well seem to want to get in his pants. Intricate rituals punctuate Isami and Lewis’ angsty relationship as these broad-shouldered, muscular men grow ever closer. It’s also worth reiterating that Isami is voiced by Ryota Suzuki, who also voiced Kurosawa in Cherry Magic!, and that may not have even been his gayest role this season. I’m not super well-versed in mecha as a genre, but I do know that there’s a lot of Warrior’s Bond-type stuff in these series, and Bravern lays it on thick. And hard.

This show looks killer, by the way. CGI implementation in 2D anime is still a touchy subject, but Bravern features some of the best I’ve ever seen. Simple cel-shading goes a long way to the point where, outside of some uncanny motion, Bravern himself feels perfectly blended into the hand-drawn animation. Mecha designs range from realistic military-style tech to otherworldly sentient robots, and battle sequences run the same gamut as the stakes rise. As goofy as all of the above may sound, it’s committed to being a grandiose, big-time mecha showcase.

This is as good as camp gets in anime; Bravern does for the mecha genre what Akiba Maid War did for yakuza film pastiche (I have also heard positive comparisons to Samurai Flamenco, which I’ll have to get on ASAP). It’s an excellent mecha show in its own right, and wildly hilarious to boot. Bravern himself is very genre-savvy and seemingly a bit of an otaku himself; he loves acting like a mecha hero, to everyone else’s chagrin. Several of the villains (also mechanical beings, voiced by an all-star seiyuu roster that includes Kenjiro Tsuda, the aforementioned Atsuko Tanaka, and Rie Kugimiya) are total dorks themselves. A CIA interrogator tries to waterboard a mecha at one point. Bravern is a deeply silly show, but its heart is planted as firmly on its sleeve as its tongue is in its cheek: For as wacky as it can get, the story still unfolds with a straight face and excellent emotional beats.

This show also has the most unskippable ED of any anime since Chainsaw Man dropped a new one every week. I will not say what happens. You cannot predict what it is. Just watch it. One of the top YouTube comments on that video says “When I saw this ending after episode 2, I thought I was going crazy.” That’s a ringing endorsement.

Chained Soldier

On the heels of 100 Girlfriends completely rewiring my brain, I was raring for some more good old-fashioned anime trash. I was told that there would be plenty this season, but you can consult the “dropped” section to see how well that worked out for me. Chained Soldier came with some significant hype, and soon enough into the first episode I realized that I’d actually skimmed through this manga before (don’t ask why), so I was on board immediately. Now here’s some nice trashy fun.

The world is in peril thanks to creatures called Shuuki that can advance on our world via portals from another dimension. Women primarily lead the charge against these monsters, as this dimension produces a special fruit that can lend them (and not men) otherworldly powers to help them in the fight. Yuuki, a perfectly normal young man, ends up in grave danger as he stumbles into a portal, where he is saved by the beautiful Kyouka, a commander who is able to subjugate Shuuki at will and use them to fight others. In a bind, she asks Yuuki if she can subjugate him, which he agrees to by licking her finger and transforming into a monster himself, at her beck and call. Because of his utility in battle, Yuuki is enlisted into her squad of baddies (and also an 11-year-old), living in their home as a caretaker and answering directly to Kyouka as her “slave.”

I know. Hear me out.

I put “slave” in scare quotes because Chained Soldier fortunately isn’t going full Shield Hero on us; this arrangement has a give-and-take baked in. See, every time Yuuki completes his service, Kyouka (or whomever else takes advantage of this anomaly) is compelled to carry out whatever suitable “reward” springs from his unconscious, and this is where the ecchi kicks in. Sometimes it’s a kiss, and sometimes it’s something a little more; the reward corresponds to the length and intensity of Yuuki’s contributions to battle, so the heat can turn up in the form of, say, clothed face-sitting, a good scrubbing in the bath, or some nice, casual CBT. All of this is to say that “slave” is a bit of a buzzword here: It’s more of a dom/sub situationship with a lot of extra steps.

Yes, just about everything that isn’t an action setup is full-on harem trash, and Chained Soldier lays it on thick, right down to full-on nudity. Nothing about this show resembles high art, but I can’t help but admire such a high level of commitment to its aesthetic, including the sleaze. It fully commits to the bit and doesn’t even bother lampshading its own trashiness. Chained Soldier knows what it’s about, and I respect that. It also has the good sense not to sexualize the youngest girl, which is a point in its favor that I can’t award a couple other shows previously discussed.

And while this show is plenty fun, the action sequences often excellent, and the character designs usually delightful, there’s not actually a whole lot going on here. As I said with Mashle, I know that battle manga like this can take a minute to really get cooking, and as I said with Witch and the Beast, 12 episodes may not always be a sufficient runtime to adapt enough to break ground, but the debut season feels more like a proof of concept than anything else. That being said, Chained Soldier’s manga has a very effusive audience, and its praises don’t seem to entirely be about the boobs and butts, so I’ll wait patiently for the second season. I think it’s earned that much.

Delicious in Dungeon

This is the one I’m having the hardest time writing about because it so confidently and so completely speaks for itself that anything I could add would feel like scattering sawdust at the beach. Dungeon Meshi (I refuse to call it by its official English title) is a widely beloved manga among those who’ve read it, and for Studio Trigger to do an honest-to-goodness manga adaptation for the first time might as well be front page news among anime fans.

The story follows Laios, the deeply weird human hero, as he delves back into a bizarre and mysterious dungeon to rescue his sister Falin from the belly of a dragon, along with his misfit party: The neurotic half-elven mage Marcille, the temperamental halfling rogue Chilchuck, and the dwarven warrior-slash-chef Senshi. The party is frequently low on supplies, so to survive the trip they’ll need to subsist on the most abundant resource in the dungeon: Monsters. Senshi’s aptitude in the kitchen helps ensure that everything is edible and sufficiently tasty, regardless of how nasty the monster it came from may have been. With monster obstructions out of the way and their bellies filled, our party delves deeper into the dungeon as the mysteries deepen in kind.

I love the character dynamics in this so goddamn much. Marcille and Chilchuck are frequently put off by the dubious monster food presented to them, but their consternation is worsened by the fact that Laios’ fascination with the monsters it came from annoys the shit out of them. I referred to him as “deeply weird,” but that doesn’t begin to describe his absolute galaxy brain, and I mean it as a term of endearment. Laios is deeply knowledgeable and curious about the fauna in the dungeon, and not just how they taste: He is vocally curious about how certain monster attacks may feel, sings along with siren songs, and even keeps a hardcover bestiary inside his breastplate. He’s one of those people you turn to if you have a question on a hyperspecific subject, but you have to be careful how you ask it or else you’re trapped for the next two hours. And I love him for it.

Even putting the comedy aside, there is a fascinating human element at play in Dungeon Meshi, and I can tell that that surface has barely even been scratched yet. Marcille is just as dogged in her pursuit of saving Falin as Laios is, maybe even moreso (remember what I keep saying about LGBT representation this season?). Chilchuck continues to convince himself that he’s only in the job for his own personal gain, but you can see that mask slipping. And I still wanna know what Senshi’s deal is. Even with the five major players I listed, there’s an increasingly deep roster surrounding them—showcasing a broad spectrum of races and ethnicities, both real and fantastical—each with their own histories and motivations, and I cannot wait to see how they play out and interact with one another. There seem to be much deeper themes at play here as well as we learn more about perceptions and grudges between differing races, oppositional magics, clashing ideologies, and the monetary incentives that drive both the dungeon’s exploration and its very existence. I’m here for it.

I’ve been holding off on reading the manga until the season is up in June (though I could crack any day), but I know a loving adaptation when I see one. Not that Trigger ever slacks off in the animation department, but they absolutely brought their A-game here. Everyone looks bouncy and cartoony in the way only Trigger can pull off while still looking as close as possible to Ryoko Kui’s source material (as far as I can tell). As with Frieren, the action sequences aren’t frequent, nor are they entirely what the show is about, but they look incredible every single time. And the food, of course, looks incredible, no matter how weird. This is practically a cooking anime and a fantasy dungeon anime at the same time, and both aspects are visually on point at all times.

I’m obviously speaking from my own bubble as one of the six people who still use Tumblr in 2024, but I rarely see new anime make a splash like this on social media every single week, and the ones that I do are usually the monster shonen hits like Chainsaw Man or Jujutsu Kaisen. Dungeon Meshi deserves the exposure and success it’s attained, and I’m excited to see it continue. I’d easily slot this right up there with Bravern as one of the best new anime of the season.

A Sign of Affection

I’ve seen a hell of a lot of shonen slice-of-life romances in the past year and change, so a nice fluffy shoujo like this was an excellent palate cleanser. There were a hell of a lot of Big Action Setpieces and panicky teens and grim dungeon crawlers this season, and at the end of the week I wanted to unwind with a bunch of pretty twenty-somethings falling in love with each other.

The show centers on Yuki, a young woman living with congenital hearing loss, making do at a public college after growing up at a school for the deaf. Though she’s able to get by with LINE messages and lip reading, she’s unprepared when a foreigner asks for help, but she’s saved by a handsome and mysterious young man named Itsuomi. He’s able to help out, and takes an interest in her when he realizes his fellow undergrad is deaf, and Yuki takes an interest in kind because he’s really goddamn hot. It turns out that he’s a polyglot and an avid world-traveler, but sign language is not in his purview. This mutual interest sparks the concern of her childhood friend, Oushi, one of the few people in her life who already use sign language, who wants to be sure that nothing untoward is happening. And it isn’t, because this is just a really lovely, low-stakes romance story.

This is pure, unfiltered shoujo at its best. Yuki’s internal monologue is peppered with flowery prose, and everything and everyone looks soft and beautiful. Fashionable, doe-eyed women and pillowy-lipped ikemen abound (seriously, holy shit, the lips on these boys) as the scope widens and the main love interests’ friends explore their own possible love stories. Itsuomi is very much of the “mysterious boy” archetype you’ll find in romance stories in this demographic, but he’s not hiding any sort of dark past like you’d typically expect; he’s just an interesting guy who keeps his personal life close to the vest. He’s a self-appointed world citizen who loves learning about how people of all cultures live their lives, and in Yuki he sees someone within his home turf who happens to live in her own world entirely. And it’s easy to see his forward behavior with Yuki as infantilizing at first (Oushi sure does, and I’ll get back to him in a second), but as they grow closer Itsuomi quickly becomes much more considerate of her boundaries and learns to accommodate her as he studies sign language and gestures that help ensure her comfort. This is a story about Yuki’s horizons broadening just as much as it is about Itsuomi wanting to be let into Yuki’s narrow world, and that sort of synergy makes for some exceptional romance.

A Sign of Affection deserves some credit for refusing to shy away from Yuki’s disability and making a point of depicting her world as one that does little to accommodate her. Very few people in her daily life ever bothered to learn sign language, she relies on a friend to take notes during lectures, and work is hard to come by. It’s an honest depiction that makes an effort not to be exploitative, which is a breath of fresh air. Not only that, but there’s some interesting meta-commentary in there: The only major conflict in the story stems from Oushi’s jealousy, and his reservations about Itsuomi possibly “taking advantage of” Yuki almost feel like he believes that he’s the only one who knows what’s best for her just because he’s done the bare minimum to accommodate her. He thinks he’s coming from a good place, but he winds up accidentally infantilizing her in exactly the way he thinks Itsuomi might. That’s a particularly interesting bit of irony!

I’ve seen enough shonen-oriented romcoms where an unassuming Regular Guy gets flustered as a way-too-casual girl pushes his buttons (hell, I’ve already reviewed two of those this season), so it’s nice to see the formula flipped for a shoujo as Yuki and her best friend Rin blush and squee over Itsuomi and his coworker Kyouya, respectively. A Sign of Affection isn’t afraid to get a little silly with it, either; plenty of these moments are punctuated by characters’ faces going low-detail or full chibi, and they are cute as shit every single time.

This one was just cozy as hell. If you’re into this sort of thing, swaddle yourself in it and bask.

Solo Leveling

I let this one collect dust after the third episode and didn’t pick it back up until the season was almost up, and honestly, I was kinda dreading it: The trailers didn’t look too promising, the show was slow to start, and it looked like yet another derivative JRPG-style dungeon crawler that managed to get popular. Turns out, nah, this show actually kinda fucks and the web novel series and webtoon it’s based on are popular for a reason. The story is nothing special, don’t get me wrong, but it’s a perfectly serviceable turn-your-brain-off action spectacle with a bit more lying beneath the surface.

In a modern-day South Korea where portals to mysterious dungeons open up and threaten the populace, those who can brave the dungeons, known as hunters, are an invaluable human resource. Once someone is assigned a grade as a hunter, they have that grade for life, barring some rare occurrences. Sung Jinwoo is at the lowest rung on that ladder as an E-rank, incapable of improvement, assigned the epithet “the weakest hunter of all mankind.” He mostly shows up to portal raids as a warm body to fill a quota, and one such job goes haywire as most of the raid party, Jinwoo included, is brutally slaughtered in an arcane secondary dungeon within a portal. He somehow wakes up in a hospital, unharmed, and able to access a digital menu before his eyes that exhorts him to do the One Punch Man workout every day, lest he incur punishment. He gets hilariously chadly in the span of a few days in the hospital, including an inexplicable haircut, and finds access to dungeons only he can enter and levels up within this new system.

This one gets off to a slow start and may have benefited from a longer premiere like Oshi no Ko or Frieren, but once the table is fully set, Solo Leveling really starts to cook. Jinwoo’s titular leveling process is a blast from one fight to the next, and as he moves to work in the dungeons that other hunters can access, it turns out he’s been training with the weights on. He’s suddenly fighting way above his pay grade, and after staving off attacks from hunters taking advantage of portals for nefarious ends, he is recruited by an ambitious corporate scion to make some real coin and establish an independent association of hunters.

While it can feel like there’s a whole bunch of table-setting between portal sequences, it’s some smart worldbuilding on Solo Leveling’s end to establish how portal hunting became a central pillar of this society, and doubly so how political and capitalist interests can leave a wide berth for corruption and bad actors. If there’s money to be made in hunting, of course people will find ways to make even more at the expense of others, both at the corporate and individual levels. There’s a lot of talk in there about “survival of the fittest” and “natural selection” and that… makes me nervous.

Those are terms that can be used to justify immoral actions in the name of money, sure, but Jinwoo also uses them to justify his own process. To what end is he constantly improving himself? Sure, he's doing what he can to provide for his younger sister and their ailing mother, but I see less and less humanity in him as this goes on. There are constant hints at something far more sinister at play than just a dude getting stronger for himself, not the least of which being “the system,” the UI that implores him to keep taking on these “quests.” Something, or someone, seems to be guiding him. Whenever another hunter turns on Jinwoo, of course his self-defense instincts kick in, but system pop-ups instruct him to defeat X number of hostiles like it’s a normal video game scenario. There’s something eerily depersonalized about these encounters, despite them being full-on mortal combat, that gives me serious Ender’s Game vibes. Consider me intrigued.

I’d heard that the Solo Leveling manhwa’s main draw was its visuals, and though I had my doubts early on, I'm sold now. This is a pretty solid presentation! Hiroyuki Sawano turned in yet another banger soundtrack to punctuate all the action setpieces, helping to stitch together a fairly complete tapestry. Said setpieces are exhilarating and almost impressively bloody, and while the animation is nothing impressive in the day-to-day, it goes absolutely batshit when the gloves come off. Movement is inhumanly fluid and the visuals can go into the same loose, psychedelic territories we’ve seen in the likes of Mob Psycho and the second season of Jujutsu Kaisen. If this is the new meta for shonen action, I’m not complaining.

By all rights, this is a pretty decent show, but if I’m being honest, this one just hasn’t stuck with me much. And that’s fine! Sometimes I just wanna see some nutty action stuff and move on with my day. Solo Leveling hits that spot perfectly, and I'll be right back there when it returns for its next season.

‘Tis Time for “Torture,” Princess

I was surprised to learn that the gag manga this is based on, with such a seemingly simple premise, has been running for well over 200 chapters and counting. As the anime progressed, I was far more pleasantly surprised to learn that it actually works.

In a standard anime fantasy world where the forces of good are fighting the demonic Hellhorde, an unnamed warrior princess and her talking enchanted sword are taken prisoner and subjected to torture as they’re squeezed for intel. Said “torture,�� as the title’s scare quotes would suggest, is mildly unconventional, as the demon baddie inquisitor, aptly named Torture Tortura, attempts to ply the princess by presenting her with tantalizingly delicious-looking food that she can only partake in if she coughs up some info. Naturally, the princess caves every single time, but her intel is often inane and useless, so the “torture” continues. It’s not all food, though: The princess is soon held out of arm’s reach of adorable baby animals by a gyaru beastgirl, pampered into submission by a spa-loving giantess, and is faced with a tsundere vampire faildaughter, who… tries.

And you’d think that would be it; the joke wears thin and you move onto something else. Before you realize it, though, something’s changed: The princess and her captors are quickly becoming friends. The premise almost feels perfunctory: These inquisitors are actual people just doing their jobs, and whatever happens after the princess’ myriad confessions is fair game. There’s no malice or animosity, even during the “torture” sessions themselves: Everyone will have a blast and grow closer as friends, and then the princess will voluntarily go back to her bedless cell. It’s like Sam and Ralph after they clock out, except they’re almost always off the clock. Everyone is genuinely looking out for each other in all directions, and the only thing that keeps the torture going is the need for a status quo to return to, even as it grows more elastic. If anything, Time for "Torture" is a good example of committing to the bit without having to necessarily rely on it.

The real irony in all of this is that it becomes increasingly apparent that the princess is having her needs met in captivity far better than she ever did back home. In her proud proclamations about how she’ll never cave to the temptations before her (shortly before she does just that), the princess often talks about her upbringing and her time as the head of an imperial legion, but these stories often betray her lack of friendship or any of the little things that make life worth living. Her life as royalty was one of isolation and deprivation, to the point where she finds more freedom and fulfillment as a prisoner. She truly lives in a society.

Hellholm, on the other hand, has a surprisingly healthy approach to things like work-life balance, food, and leisure, and its most valuable prisoner is no exception. The Hell-Lord himself is a surprising exemplar of this; for as much as he looks and talks like your standard terrifying JRPG demon king, he’s a surprisingly good dude! He looks after his family, employees, and even the captive princess as if they are all one and the same; he exhibits strong principles and an aversion to conflict, sees to his employees' needs and wants alike, and is a supportive, loving father to his unbelievably precious little daughter (who also serves as a “torturer,” to the princess’ delight). He’s also a big time anime dork, and even bonds with a knight attempting to rescue the princess over their shared otakudom before sending him off peacefully. As “villains” go, he’s top tier.

Time for "Torture" is nothing groundbreaking by any stretch, but it’s a cute, silly time and it plays with anime fantasy tropes in the same way a six-month-old German shepherd “plays” with a cheap stuffed toy. How long the premise holds up is entirely up to you, but I had a lot of fun with it. I have no idea how this ended up being one of the better shows this season, but I guess it just scratched the right itch for me.

#anime reviews

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Currently crying while typing this so there might be mistakes from wet tears. Can I request gojo x daughter reader who's abot 10-13 and is always clinging onto his leg or atleast holding onto him because she's really clingy

Oooh! Another Papa Satoru! Well, we have lost the honoured one lately so I will do this, free of charge! Hope you enjoy!

Rest in Peace, Gojo Satoru

Gojo Satoru- Daddy’s Clingy Little Princess

“Mpffh!” Satoru muffled out as he was hoisted to a stop by something yanking on his leg. He could sense exactly who it was and he only reached a hand down to pat her hair. His one and only precious little princess, Gojo Dokusha. Ten years old and very clingy over him, Satoru knew getting out of the house would always be a challenge because of you

“Daddy! Don’t gooooo! Let’s play together, Daddy!” You whined upset, rather bratty and spoiled in your cute tone. And in reality, you were spoiled by Satoru as he gave you everything you wanted on a silver platter with zero hesitation. Rather it be material items or love and affection, Satoru poured his passionate heart out to you so you always knew how much he loved you

“Daddy must go to work, princess” Satoru answered in the most honest manner he could muster and softest voice as he kneeled down to reach face-to-face better, hoping you wouldn’t go off at him for simply needing to get his paycheck and provide for you but his hopes died out when he noticed the glassy sheet over your gorgeous sky blue eyes. The same colour as his, but not of the same capability

“Noooo! Stay with me, Daddy!” You cried out as loud as you could, tears pouring down your cute rosy cheeks as you clung onto his waist, desperate to keep him in this house and right next to you at all means. Satoru flashed a gentle smile, continuing to pet your hair in gentle slow strokes. He knew he couldn’t reason with you and make you agree with him so easily, but he knew to take one step at a time

“Daddy needs to make money to buy presents for princess. Daddy does all of this for his princess, you!” Satoru carefully mixes praise and honesty in his next response as he gently pulls you to his big built chest to cuddle him, he knew you understood him and his reasonings clearly. Just because you’re young doesn’t mean you’re stupid, ten doesn’t make you oblivious. You were his little girl, a Gojo. You know the world better than most children your age, your eyes felt like they could see through people and objects

“Will you come back, Daddy?” You ask sadly and with raw need overflowing your voice, your pretty snowy white hair colour further linked you to the eye-masked man before you. The one who raised you ever since your mother died birthing you, the one who bent over backwards to finish his work then come back to his precious. Satoru let out a small sigh as he met your cute eyes once again after he closed them to try produce the next phrase he’d say to you

“Of course I will, princess”

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★彡[! General Nina The Killer Headcanons!]彡★

Warning: This Is so crappy and I don't like it. So it would be better if you just skip this post.

: ̗̀➛Nina really likes to eat ice cream, she likes it so much that even in a snowy weather in the middle of winter, she can open a crappy romantic comedy movie and eat ice cream.

: ̗̀➛The reason Nina dresses like a scene kid is because this style was a trend when she was a little girl. Even when she saw this style for the first time, she was literally fascinated. When she encountered people dressed in this style, she was truly amazed. She decided that she wanted to dress like this and started at about the age of ten. She became one of the people who proved that this style of clothing is not just an phase.

: ̗̀➛She is very careful about her knife, she cleans it often. She hates having blood on it, and that's her first priority until she cleans it up.

: ̗̀➛Nina, contrary to popular belief, is no longer an obsessive fangirl. She survived this period with the help of her friends and Ann.

: ̗̀➛She regrets her past, but that doesn't mean she hates Jeff to death either. She thinks most of the fault is hers and she doesn't like Jeff. She just doesn't want to be around him. But just because her friends Clockwork or Toby hang out with Jeff, she doesn't say anything to them.

: ̗̀➛She has a ton of lip products with different flavors. She prefers what tastes good rather than what looks good, for no reason.

: ̗̀➛Her musical taste is a little mixed. Unlike her close friends, she doesn't listen to rock or metal much, if she gets suggestions, she listens that song for 1-2 times, but usually forgets afterwards. She listens more hyperpop, electronic pop, dance pop, bubblegum pop, nightcore and a little indie pop/rock. Britney Spears, Katy Perry and Kesha are among the artists she listens to.

: ̗̀➛Although this is a difficult thing for her, she visits her brother Chris's grave every month. He is the person she regrets the most when she killed her family, and she can hardly hold her tears the time she visits his grave. Of course, she doesn't always manage to do this.

: ̗̀➛She also tells Chris what she did when she visits his grave, how her day was going, and a ton more things she would have told him if he were still alive. Although she doesn't get answers, she doesn't care about it, Chris is her little brother, and Nina failed to protect him. That's why there's nothing she can do but stand the consequences.

: ̗̀➛Nina's not a very meticulous person, but she's not a dowdy either. It's between the two of them, but there are some stuff that she's sensitive to. For example, her knife, her room, her clothes.

: ̗̀➛She's aware of popular culture because she spends a lot of time on the phone. She even has a Snapchat account that she uses constantly to send photos to others, she tried to get everyone she loves to download this application.

: ̗̀➛She has a pretty good relationship with Jane, when she has a difficult situation, Jane treats her like a protective mother. She considers Jane a really valuable friend and would never want to lose her. If Jeff vs. Jane happens, she would take Jane's side in this argument.

: ̗̀➛As a child, she was really good at gymnastics, even got medals in small competitions. Thanks to this, she has a very flexible body right now.

: ̗̀➛She thinks Toby and Clockwork are very cute together, so whenever they argue, she tries to make things right between them.

: ̗̀➛She doesn't like Slenderman because of what he did to the others. Especially since she personally saw what a bad time Toby is going through, she hates his methods and keeps her distance.

: ̗̀➛When she was a little kid, she was bullied a lot because of her style. That's why she has no tolerance for things like bullying in any way, and she needs to control herself, even though she doesn't kill anyone anymore unless she has to.

: ̗̀➛She loves animals very much. Cats, dogs, snakes, rabbits and more, doesn't matter. But if she had to choose one, her favorite would be wolves.

: ̗̀➛Since listening to a song is like breathing for her, she constantly carries spare headphones with her. She takes it everywhere she goes because there is no life for her without music.

: ̗̀➛She doesn't like camping very much because there are a lot more annoying bugs than she would like.

: ̗̀➛She has a tattoo on her waist. This is a butterfly tattoo. She made someone do it while she was very drunk, and she definitely can't decide if she regrets it or not. But from what she has heard, the tattoo removal process is very painful, and she's afraid of it.

: ̗̀➛When she lands in the city, she wears a surgical mask on her face. Although the cuts on her face have healed, the scars still remain and she does not want anyone to recognize her with the mistake of the past.

: ̗̀➛She doesn't drink much, but one time she got really drunk and completely forgot about that day.

: ̗̀➛She really likes to celebrate New Year's Eve. She loves that the environment is colorful and that people pretend to care about each other, even if it's just for a day. Oh, and also cookies. Lots of cookies. Cute, decorated cookies.

: ̗̀➛She likes to eat strawberry lollipops and chew strawberry gum. In general, her favorite flavor is strawberry.

: ̗̀➛She doesn't really believe in a religion, she's more at the questioning stage. But she wouldn't deny the evidence if it will ever shown.

: ̗̀➛If she still had a normal life, she would want to become a singer instead of going to university and joining academia. There are even some lyrics that she has written before, but no one can see them.

: ̗̀➛When it snows, she gets excited just like a little child. She's definitely the kind of person who would take snow in and ruin the house for the sake of throwing it at someone.

: ̗̀➛She absolutely sucks at cooking because she changes the recipes according to her head. But she makes some desserts very well. Especially the fruity ones.

: ̗̀➛The clothes she wears in winter also stand out very much because they are very colorful. That's why when they have a snowball fight, she usually gets pretty wet.

: ̗̀➛She can't play much of a musical instrument. She can only play a few guitar songs. However, she has a voice that is considered quite good, despite the fact that she has not received an education. For a non-expert, she can hit high-pitched notes easily.

: ̗̀➛She is neither very successful nor very bad at drawing. She just has a slightly different, even interesting style. There are a lot of characters she created, and she remembers the name of each of them.

: ̗̀➛She can ride a motorcycle, she learned it from Clockwork. Sometimes they go on long motorcycle trips.

: ̗̀➛She learned to skate by falling a lot when she was a little girl, and even though she took a long break, she never forgot. She can do both ice skating and normal skating. Even if she feels confident enough, she can make cool movements in normal skating.

: ̗̀➛She misses her family, she misses them very much. She wants them back, but she knows she can't do it. That's why the only thing she can do is to take the bouquet of black roses she chooses to their graves every month and apologize to them.

: ̗̀➛She has a lot of posters and stickers in her room about everything she loves. Her walls are covered with these and photos she took with friends.

: ̗̀➛Because her phone is old, she has a few photos of herself before all these events. For this exact reason, she refuses to replace her phone and only increases the storage space with an external booster.

: ̗̀➛Nina is not stupid. Just because she's an average student in her classes does not mean she's stupid. People usually see her as very careless, but she's definitely not that kind of person. Her intelligence level is higher than average.

: ̗̀➛She acts like a complete big sister figure to Sally. Although she is more of an older sister who says yes to everything Sally wants because she does not want to offend her. But she is aware of where she should say no.

: ̗̀➛Because she had unlimited internet access when she was little, she was exposed to many traumatizing things, and these began to normalize for her. That's the number one reason why she has such feelings for Jeff.

: ̗̀➛She also likes Heather Musical.

: ̗̀➛She doesn't swear a lot despite her friends.

"Aww, look! A puppy!"

"Nah, I'm too cool for that."

"You're doing amazing sweetie!"

"Ew, what's that smell?"

"Yeah, let's kick their fancy ass!"

"Oh my god, you're such a dumb dumb. How did you even survive without me?"

"I want to join too!"

"I'm famous baby."

"I'm so sorry for everything, Chris. For not being a better sister, for not protecting you, for... stealing your life."

"Hey mom, dad. Did you miss me? Because I missed you guys a lot."

"I'm gonna kill that bastard!"

#nina the killer #nina hopkins #nina creepypasta #creepypasta #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta headcanon #nina headcanon #jeff woods #jeff the killer #chris hopkins

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the sea around us; chapter thirteen

In which Rafe Cameron has to choose between his dad and a pogue who's changing his outlook on life more and more every day.

(rafe cameron x f!oc)

(eventual!jj maybank x f!oc)

warnings/tags: violence, drug/alcohol use, smoking, sexual content (if you squint), slowburn, older brother’s best friend, (these tags are obv not exhaustive but regardless it’s pretty PG13)

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~Rafe's POV~

"Rafe, bro, I am so god damn serious right now if that wasn't my sister I would've thrown one your way, man." Kegs says to me, lighting up a j as we stand in the parking lot of the theatre, leaning against my bike and watching the screen burn and smoke and ash fly into the sky.

"Yeah, I get that." I respond, holding my hand out for him to pass it to me.

"What's up with her now, anyways?" He asks, taking a hit before passing the joint over. I take a drag as well before answering.

"She's staying at John B's." I answer, blowing the smoke out of my lungs.

"I figured that much." Kegs chuckles. "I meant more what's happening between you guys."

"Oh, yeah, uh.." I take another hit and hand it back. "Not fully sure, man, to be honest." I lie, avoiding eye contact as I hand him his weed back. It's not completely a lie. I mean, I know in my gut that I want to be with her. She's all I've been able to think about for a while now, even before I offered her a ride home on the night of the storm, but Snowy had never looked twice at me before then, I just don't know what she wants. Or how she feels. I just know that it took everything in me to leave her standing behind the burning screen as she cried over what we did to her friends. Fuck- it makes me sick remembering how she watched me walk away, the way her long, red hair hung down in front of her, and her cute little shorts. I need to stop. I just need this high to kick in so I don't think about it anymore.

"Really? 'Cause that's not what that video of you guys making out at Kelce's made it seem like." Fuck.. Someone filmed that? I sigh, running my hand through my hair. "I don't think I need to mention what I'll do to you if you hurt her."

"Yeah, man, of course. I wouldn't do that." I mumble.

"Dude, I'm serious. You haven't had a serious girlfriend the whole time I've known you." Kegs laughs and I shrug.

"I've just never had a nice girl." I chuckle.

"Snowy is nice." Kegs says, nudging me. "Listen, I'm not trying to scare you. You know that. I just don't want her to be another chick you hit and quit. She deserves better." I know that. She deserves better than me at my best, honestly.

"I agree." I tell him. "I don't know what she's doing hanging out with those pogues anyways." I say, in attempt to change the subject.

"Yeah, I mean, she thinks they make her happy." He shrugs. "She doesn't get that in the long run, like, she won't want to live on the cut forever. She'll marry that JJ kid and stay at her three jobs until the day she dies, funding his drug addiction." I feel my teeth grinding just at the thought of that. She deserves everything. I want to give her everything. I'm being crazy- I hardly know her, yet.

"Listen, I better dip. I'll see you tomorrow?" I ask, grabbing my helmet and straddling my bike.

"Yeah, of course man." Kegs nods, handing me the j for one last hit before I leave. I take it, then pull my helmet down and start my bike. Snowy wouldn't want me to drive high. I find myself pushing those kind of thoughts out of my head more and more.

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I get home, and my dad has this great idea, more like demand, that I invite Snowy to Midsummers this weekend as my date, obviously to keep up appearances. I love that idea, I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it, but I didn't want to put her out of her way, and I couldn't imagine she would want to come. Especially after she just hardly forgave me for what we didI don't have much of a choice now anyways.

I'm on my way home from the gym, and I see her old, beat up car parked outside the coffee shop she works at. Now is a better time than ever, I suppose. I park outside and sit on my bike for a minute after I take off my helmet, looking inside through the window. I don't see her, but I don't see anyone else either. It's perfect.

I take a deep breath before I get off, putting my helmet on the back and approaching the door. My hands already feel sweaty. Gross. I wipe them on my shorts and then look at my reflection in the glass, quickly making sure my hair looks okay before I open the door and walk in.

"Good morning, what can I get for you?" Snowy asks as she walks out from the back, customer service voice in full swing. She has her hair up in a ponytail that looks like it could fall out at any minute, and wearing these leggings that hug her curves perfectly. She is so pretty. She wipes her hands on her apron, since they're dripping wet. She was probably doing dishes- I feel guilty for interrupting.

"Iced Caramel Macchiato please." I say, trying to mimic her from when she ordered those for us the other day. She looks up, her face relaxing into a more genuine smile. It is so contagious.

"Oh, hey." She says, reaching down and clicking a few buttons on the register. "Just get back from the gym?"

I laugh slightly, gesturing down to my clothes. "How could you tell?"

"Just a guess." She shrugs, walking over to the espresso machine.

"So, uh, I needed to talk to you about something." I say, and she hums back in hesitant acknowledgment as I rub the back of my neck. I'm sweating like crazy- it's hot in here for it being before 8 am. "There's this thing this weekend, kind of a big deal apparently, and I was wondering if you would be okay with going with me?" I internally cringe at the way I said that. God- that probably made no sense.

"Midsummers?" She asks, pausing making the drink to look up at me. I'm getting butterflies in my stomach, just looking at her brown eyes.

"Yeah, that. My dad is getting some sort of award or something." I explain. "So? What do you think?"

"Uhm.." She pauses, clearly thinking. Great. I screwed this up with her already. Of course, I saw this coming- she should still be mad at me. "I would love to, I really would, but I don't think I'd be welcome there. Besides, I don't own anything even remotely appropriate to wear." She replies, with a nervous-sounding laugh.

"If you're my date, you'll be welcomed. Besides, my dad wants you there." I tell her, smiling despite how anxious I'm feeling.

"Ward? He specifically requested that I come?" Snowy raises her eyebrow at me, getting back to working.

"As a matter of fact he did- I can tell you don't believe me, but he loves Kegs, and he wanted me to bring someone to keep up appearances, since he's the guest of honour or whatever." I say, immediately hearing how bad that sounded. "Not like- fuck, that sounded bad. Not like I don't want you there." I laugh nervously. "I do want you there, and so does my dad. There. That's what I meant to say." This is humiliating. I'm waiting for her to laugh in my face- even though I know she would never do that. She's too kind.

"Okay.." She nods, placing my drink up on the counter in front of me. "I still don't have anything I could wear. I just don't want to embarrass you. I'm sorry. Maybe ask one of Sarah's friends? I'm sure they would be all over you." She jokes.

"That's the easiest problem to solve." I dismiss her comment. "I've got it. Here.." I say, pulling out my wallet and digging around for the bills I'm looking for.

"Oh my god, Rafe, no. I seriously can't let you give me any money. I can borrow something from Kie, maybe. I'll sort it out. I'd love to go." Snowy says quickly, shaking her head at me. She is so cute.

"Okay fine, then this for my drink." I say, placing eight hundred's on the counter. She just looks at me, as if to say 'come on, seriously?' and that makes me laugh.

"Your drink is free." She replies, crossing her arms. "On me."

"Oh, thank you. How sweet. Then that's a tip." I grin, pointing at the cash and she rolls her eyes.

"I'll pay you back, Rafe." She sighs, picking up the money and folding it before putting it in her pocket. "Thank you." Snowy says honestly, looking back up at me.

"Don't worry about it. I really want you to come." I say as I pick up my drink. "Can I pick you up from John B's at 3 and you can get ready with Sarah? That's a thing girls do, right?" I laugh, totally unsure. I've just seen that in movies.

"Yeah, totally." Snowy laughs, leaning her elbows on the counter. "I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too." I smile, taking a sip of my drink. "This is good, I need to come while you're working more often, Juliette." I tease her, reaching down and flick her name tag.

"Oh my god, ew. If you keep calling me that I'll get you banned!" Snowy laughs, swatting my hand away.

"I gotta run, but I'll talk to you later?" I suggest and she nods.

"Of course. Thanks again, Rafe." She says as I wave and start to head for the door.

"Oh, and one condition on me paying for your dress," I say, turning as I walk back toward the door. "Send me pictures of everything you try on." I wink, seeing her roll her eyes.

"Bye, Rafe." She giggles, waving me off. I don't know when I stopped feeling nervous, but I leave feeling much better than I did when I walked in.

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A/N; Bet y'all didn't see his POV coming lol I hope you liked it though! I tried my best but as always feedback is appreciated :) -R

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I was tagged by @miss--river @pinkyjulien and @wraithsoutlaws and this time I'm actually doing the thing I was tagged in XD thank you! If anyone hasn't been tagged yet, do it and say I tagged you - I mean it!!!!

OC INTERVIEW

🟦🟪 David Lozano & Viggo Day

▪ NICKNAME:

"Can call me V."

"What about that adorable nickname Heiress has for you?"

"Oh, yeah. Old lady I used to train with, she calls me Big Blue. What, you think that's cute?"

"I do, I love it! I'd call you that too but it feels like a special thing just for her. Like how your mom sometimes calls you--"

"Yeah, and this is Gogo, 'cause they never know when to fuckin' stop."

"That's me!"

▪ GENDER:

"Hell if I know! Just write down n/a. Or, no, write down "fun"! I'm not a boy or a girl, I'm fun."

"Could also write down "loud.""

"That too. And you're cis."

"Yeah. That's the one where you stuck with whatever they wrote on--yeah. Cis male."

▪ ORIENTATION:

"Oh, I like anyone who's got muscles and looks good doing manual labor. Like, all strong and sweaty. No, seriously! Not everyone looks good like that. Like, V does, but Sanctuary--our friend Sanctuary--wouldn't. They're hot too, though. Is it weird to say I'm attracted to anyone who looks like they can provide for me? Or like, kill someone for me. I wouldn't want them to, but... y'know."

"...Right. And I like men."

▪ NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY:

"Ah, shit, I always get confused by this."

"Nationality is your country, so we're both from the NUSA."

"Right, and ethnicity is like... your culture?"

"Yeah, without getting too complicated. So you're Mexican."

"Little bit of Italian, too. Had a Nonna when I was a kid. Been dead a long time, though."

"You're depressing them!"

"You're about to make it worse. Go on, kid, tell us about your family."

"They don't need to know the sordid details. My dad was Chinese, but my mom's family and the clan raised me, so I'm closer to Mexican. See? Not depressing at all!"

▪ HEIGHT:

"My heels are deceiving you, I'm only five-two."

"Five-ten."

"Ooh, so close to six."

"And you're nowhere near it."

▪ STAR SIGN:

"Misty keeps tellin' me and I forget every time."

"You're a Capricorn, and I'm an Aries. You know both our symbols have horns? Oh, new tattoo idea!"

"I'm down."

━

▪ FAVE FRUIT:

"Have you ever even eaten a fruit? Like a real one?"

"Kerry gave me a mango, one time. It was okay. I like the fucked up little strawberries we have here more."

"Oh, I love those. Yeah, strawberries for both of us."

▪ FAVE SEASON:

"I love summer, but the heat makes me really sick if I'm not careful. So spring, I guess. Before the temps get too high."

"Winter, I think. Quieter in winter."

▪ FAVE FLOWER:

"Poppies! Look, I even have them tattooed. I adore poppies."

"Roses. No reason, I just think they're pretty, I guess."

"That's a reason!"

▪ FAVE SCENT:

"Hm. What's the scent you use, V?"

"Sandalwood. Dunno what that is, but it's what the lotion bottle says."

"Okay, then sandalwood."

"Really?"

"Well, I like a lot of smells, but you're what came to mind first."

"Man, now I don't wanna say mine. 'Cause it's not whatever you're wearing."

"You don't like my perfume?"

"It's not bad, it's just not my favorite. I like vanilla."

"Ooh, vanilla is good. Especially when it's all warm."

━

▪ COFFEE, TEA, HOT CHOCOLATE:

"This one roasts me all the time 'cause I like brown sugar in my coffee. Like they don't put syrup in theirs."

"Okay, I do not roast you. I just have to point out that it's weird. Every time."

"See?"

▪ AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP:

"Oh, I sleep like a rock. Usually at least 6 hours, but I'll nap during the day, too. Especially when it's hot out."

"Not many."

▪ DOG OR CAT PERSON:

"Cats. Glad they're starting to make a comeback."

"Me too. Some areas that my clan would camp in had a feral dog problem, so I've never liked them. I haven't met many cats, but they've all been chill."

▪ DREAM TRIP:

"I'd love to visit somewhere tropical. Someplace with a clean beach and nice water. Or somewhere snowy. Doesn't Japan have both?"

"Fuck if I know. I'm not really into traveling these days. Seen enough of this planet."

▪ NUMBER OF BLANKETS THEY SLEEP WITH:

"Oh, this is a funny story. V and I used to live together in this horrible little one-room apartment, and I had to get rid of my mattress because something chewed a hole in it, so V let me share his bed until I could get a new one."

"Couldn't let you sleep on the floor. Would've been eaten alive by the roaches."

"It was still really sweet of you. Anyway, I guess he got used to having me there, and after I got a new mattress and went back to my bed, he kept getting more pillows until there was a human sized pile under the blanket."

"How do you know it was 'cause of you? Maybe I just like havin' a lot of pillows to choose from."

"Okay, okay. Sure. If that helps you sleep at night."

"Nah, my sixteen pillows help me sleep at night."

"Wait, shit, they were asking about blankets, weren't they?"

▪ RANDOM FACT:

"You say one about me, and I'll say one about you."

"Hm. Gogo has a degree in mechanical engineering. Or most of one, right?"

"Well, we don't really have degrees, but I was working on my specialization when Augie got registered and we went static to take care of him. So, yeah, close to a degree. I would've had a special patch on my jacket and eventually been part of the logistics team."

"You ever regret not finishing?"

"No, Augie's more important."

"Yeah. I get that."

"Now, a random fact I know about V, is his favorite meal ever is fried polenta and spicy sausage."

"Yep. I'll never turn that shit down."

"And I like it 'cause it reminds me of cooking in camp with my clan. It's good stuff."

"Yeah."

🟦🟪

#david #gogo #long post #old pic bc I'm on my phone at work LOL

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snake-and-mouse · 2 months

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Tell me a favorite memory of yours, please and thank you 🖤🖤🖤

When I went to pick out a puppy to train to be my service dog, it was a bitterly cold and snowy January night. The house was a split level in the middle of a very confoundingly shaped suburb.

It wasn’t a real breeder, just a woman who happened to have both a male and female purebred chihuahua (I prefer large dogs, but my needs could most easily be met by a small breed that could be transported anywhere without hassle, not to mention food costs and my physical inability to care for a large dog when having a flare up) and wanted to make a hobby of breeding them.

This was her first two litters. Two, because she was fostering another dog (that they thought was a chihuahua or at least a mix, but had no way of knowing for sure) who it turned out, was actually not spayed, much to her chagrin. I dislike backyard breeding but we couldn't afford better.

The litters were born five days apart, over a dozen puppies between them. Christmas time babies with a slightly less immaculate conception. When we arrived we were told they had just been back from the vet, and given a clean bill and leave to be adopted.

Walking into the "puppy room" which was just a normal bedroom with a baby gate and spilled dog food all over the carpet, I was greeted by what I first thought was a suitcase with a pile of socks in it. It was actually a dog carrier with the top zipped open, and a huge mound of sleeping puppies inside.

The picture that made hasn't left me for half a decade and I hope it never does.

Now, I take animal care very seriously, and really needed aid for when I went to college. This wasn’t a respectable way to get a service animal, but I would still do my best. Failing wasn’t an option. I had plans for conducting myself. The correct way to present yourself to young dogs, and their overlooking mothers, strategies for how to assess the puppies to find the best service dog candidate in limited time when the inexperienced breeder wouldn't have done anything along those lines a professional would have, the unfortunately practical need to keep an eye out for any health concerns or signs this breeder wasn't trustworthy and the puppies were a risk to buy, and a more hopeful checklist of what I actually wanted and not just needed including a very set preference for a male.

All that went out the window because both my mother, who knew nothing about anything respectable, and the breeder's eight year old daughter, who was eight, were in the room.

Three half asleep puppies were scooped up and passed around by the little girl like she was handing out ice cream samples before I could conduct my assessments with any real sense. She just about tossed a puppy at me the moment I sat down, babbling in that excited way small humans do in the presence of small animals. Thankfully the momma dogs didn't seem to give a shit what we were doing with their babies.

Now, there had been one puppy I'd had an eye on from the pictures. Male, pretty, a healthy chub to him, a thick chocolate brown coat and markings like another puppy I'd almost chosen from a breeder who did end up being untrustworthy. The puppy tossed at me wasn't this puppy.

It was a girl for one. It looked similar, but... well, worse. Identical colouring, but a very thin coat, she was kind of pink through her fur. Like a naked rat. And she was scrawny, wrinkled because she didn't fill out her skin, noticably smaller than the already tiny other puppies. It made her big ears look cartoonish and her eyes bulging. The one I had been considering was from the legitimate litter, with a mother who's breeding and health wasn’t a complete mystery. This one was from the accident.

"She stays with my girl though. Her mom wasn't feeding her, but thankfully mine would." The breeder informed us.

An accidental puppy, who was a rejected runt, with a mother who might not even be the breed they guessed, not even the sex I wanted, and as cute as all puppies were I could admit she looked weird, even a bit sickly.

She made a little noise as she settled into my lap, bullying her way into the folds of my jacket, and then went right back to napping. She refused to budge a centimeter as I tried to look over the other puppies for actual options until I put her back despite her protests, my practical lists repeating stubbornly over and over in my head.

The male I thought I wanted woke up and promptly acted like a hyperactice menace, even for a puppy, rough with his siblings and unwilling to be still enough for me to hold him at all let alone lay in my lap, and I knew in a couple minutes I didn't want him (but my mother did, even as he tried to eat her shoe, because she always chose looks over personality)

I pretended to consider the other puppies, deliberating for around half an hour.

But honestly I knew.

I already knew from that first moment.

As soon as that annoying eight year old tossed her in my lap and she laid there like it was hers, I knew.

I didn't resist picking her back up for long and my mother gave me a sarcastic look while I picked over the other puppies but had that one parked firmly in my arms, because she could tell too.

As I settled into the car with Tanis (who wouldn't get that name for almost three days because I couldn't pick, she looked so strange no name really seemed quite right) all she cared about was being warm between the blanket and my stomach so getting a picture of her on my phone was so damn hard. She wouldn't really be photogenic until about two years old.

My mother decided to stop for dinner, some mischief to end the exciting night. Now that she's a trained service dog I bring Tanis into restaurants all the time. She turned out to be perfect, exactly what I needed, even though I barely knew what I was doing as I trained her.

But the first time, she wasn't trained. She was a baby, just barely old enough to leave her mother, and she and her brother slept hidden under a jacket on the booth next to me in my third favourite chinese restaurant for about an hour. And she didn't get close to being caught even once.

Now, she still doesn't get noticed even being right there in the open, quiet as death and staring the servers down with her still admittedly too-big eyes. But I really enjoy telling people, on the rare occasion they do eventually notice her and then always say the same oh wow I had no idea she was there! phrases, that she's very good at her job.

Which as far as she's always seemed to believe, from the very first time, was to just lay in my lap and snooze until I need her. I'm very lucky it seems to be her one and only goal in life.

(Baby pic tax for the long post, I promise you she's a good chunk older here than you are guessing and thankfully was already less bald and weird looking 😂)

#ask game #ask #personal #long post

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dreamtydraw · 1 year

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WELL HELLO HELLO THERE!

I once made a post explanation of the designs step by step of my ol mc Cerise. Here is part 2 with my ol2 mc.

SYMBOLISM OF MY OL2 MC

Valentin Second ❄

First of all, contexte informations needs to be given to understand some design choice (infos and design might change once the game release). Valentin's name was chosen specificaly for the meaning of sweetheart. When someone says that you are their "valentine," they are choosing you as the person that they would like to show fondness to during special day such as Valentine's day. Second is the default name surname and i'm being honest, just tout it was funny in contrast to Cerise Fourth.

Just like Cerise was summer but for sad periode fall themed, Valentin is a winter kid. From the palette to the clothes and motifs, she's the physical embodiment of dark snowy night. I wanted to keep the fruit theme too, Valetin is also based on blueberries.

Like i said before, Valentin is a winter kid and not automn. the new place may be fun but this is not where he is from so that why her palette is made of blue and cold collors in contrast of Golden Grove. Valentin is out of place, coming previously from a snowy country.

Before moving on to design detail, one theme important about Valentin is their identity. Step 1 Valentin identify as amab non binary without really being sure about the label, she goes by she/he/them. Step 2 valentin struggle with their identity and the idea of feminity. Step 3 Valentin found a label and confort in their identity as a trans girl going by she/ them. An imagery of her gender identity journey: her scarf

From step 1 until step 3 the scarf is too big. It's pretty, white, and expensive, with a bow shape on the back. This is an important object and sort of embodiment of Valentin's coquetry. Be pretty even if it dosen't fit and you're scared of abiming it, it's special and is reminiscent of her previous place. It only starts fitting right during step 3 when her femininity feels right to her.

Step 1

Step 1 is wearing brown shoes to go play outside, the only thing that is allowed to get dirty, and who is more appropriate to where she is now rather than where she used to be (compared to all the winter warm but delicate clothes ). She is herself, a kid from another place but ready to go on an adventure and visit new places, getting her shoes dirty on the walk. She wears pigtails or occasionally a ponytail to look nice but also be comfortable to not get hair on her face. Little Valentin owns a lot of fantasy jewelry, mainly earrings, her favorite one is snowflake-silver-shaped earrings that she got from a souvenir boutique of her old town.

Step 2

Step 2 Valentin is a kid growing up too young on the internet and being heavily influenced by it. There is an unpleasant feeling of not feeling right in the young girl's heart. She wear strictly winter colors like blue or white, trying to get a hold on what she think defines her. There is also the toxique imagerie of what "feminity" is suppose to looks like. Valentin feels self conscious and want to feel pretty under standards regardless of developing a personal identity. This js reflect in her choice of keeping her hair long and lose despite it being inconvenient and having it on her face during windy days. Cute,skirt, very long hair, trendy fit and pastel imagery or else she won't look girly enough to fit her falsenn idea if who she sould be. She still wear her too big scarf

Step 3

Step 3 Valentin comes from a long way. Accepting the search for her identity, she feels at home in Golden Grove, autumn starts warming her wardrobe. Valentin dresses more as she wants and not like she thinks she should, starting by cutting her hair short and getting new piercings. She personalized her outfit with the embodiment of flowers or leaves, she is a mix of everything that impacted her. She matured, her scaf is well adjusted on her neck and she goes for either warmer or darker colors. Valentin also gives a chance to make up and she likes it, sometimes trying bold colors, sometimes doing simple.

THANK YOU FOR READING! Valentin's design is not complete,more may be defined once can add canon story elements through the evolution of her as a character. In the meantime, I hope you'll have a good day💙

#doodle #my art #my oc #our life mc #our life oc #our life now and forever #character design

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the-fiction-witch · 1 year

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Blu P5

Media TMR AU

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Sweet + Spooky

Concept Spa

I woke up again after good while noticing it was literally another day, oh my god. I don't think I need a spa I think I just need to find a dragon cave and just sleep for a few million years. I got up and had a nice hot shower using some of the nice soap they supplied and a fresh fluffy towel once I got dressed I noticed some paper slipped under my door for a moment I was concerned but I picked it up noticing it was my schedule for the week breakfast, dinner and various experiences booked in at various times and a note I was welcome to any amenities outside of my booked treatments, my first wasn't till eleven today so I had time to go grab my breakfast, I headed out locking the room up and going to the restaurant it was all very much the same style wooden tables with metal legs and slate place mats large windows making it sort of look like a greenhouse or conservatory with a glass roof and a glass wall to overlook the scenery with the same blue pool outside my room just out the snowy window.

And I found Thomas and Minho at a table with a open seat they waved me over so I went and sat with them,

"We were starting to think you were dead" Minho laughed having a coffee

"Yeah sorry I'm not good with travelling I just was knocked out as soon as I got in my room"

"It's cool, I think everyone kinda was" Thomas shrugged

"Yeah, so what's the food situation?" I asked

"You just wait" Minho shrugs

"Wait? How do they know what we want then?"

"I don't know but they seem to be pretty good"

At that moment a man arrived in the same uniform as the men who met us when we arrived they brought us each a plate, Minho was more coffee and a breakfast sandwich, Thomas had chocolate chip pancakes with syrup and I had french toast with a side of fresh strawberries they wondered off leaving us to it and immediately I was confused

"How did they know that's what we'd each want?"

'I don't know, maybe they're magic. Don't question it just enjoy it" Minho told me

I guess he's right no point arguing so I had my breakfast and it was delicious and we all decided as we weren't busy till later to go for a jump in the pool so I went back to my room and changed grabbing a towel heading out to the actual spa area, again the theming had stuck giving it a very onsen kinda vibe there was so much to do saunas, pools, massages, different things to bathe in and shower under, anything relaxing you could imagine was back here, and then the main attraction. It started inside a wood lined pool of this blue water steaming as it sat there then doors out to the main area, a huge outdoor pool of the same blue, steaming in the cold snow, with various hot tub area's, small nooks to sit, a waterfall of stone in the corner, even a swim up bar all overlooking the mountains.

I was kinda nervous looking at the strange colour of the water but Minho and Thomas basically forced me, the bottom was strange it kinda felt like wet sand but smoother, silkier, but strong not like you could sink into it, the moment my skin touched the water I felt relaxed as if a wave went over me as the water touched me flexing and relaxing each and every muscle in my body the smooth warmth cradling me like being wrapped in a soft blanket even though it was busy with people it was so quiet where everyone was so relaxed we swam out into the outside section sand for a while I just sat on a little seat watching the waterfall and the snow

"Oop- sorry" a voice spoke up as someone bumped into me

"Ohh it's okay" I muttered back quickly turning to see, her the girl from the room nextdoor "hi"

"Hi" she smiled in a little blue swimsuit with black cat faces all over it her hair up in a bun "y/n" she smiled taking her hand from the water

"Newt," I smiled giving it a shake immediately i saw Thomas and Minho out the corner of my eye clearly taking the piss but she was actually really cute and I do want to compliment her atleast to try and keep the conversation going "I uhh I like your ti- kitties. Kitties. The cats on your swimsuit"

She giggled a little a little red in her cheeks I'm pretty sure I completely turned red "I like your stripes" she smiled

"Uuhhh thank you" I smiled nervously fixing my hair and my striped shorts a little "have uhh you been here long?"

"No, got in a couple of days ago. You?"

"Yesterday"

"Aww you ever been before?'

'no, never, you?"

"A few times yeah, I'd be more then happy to show you some more secret things or help you out if you get lost"

"Thanks that'd be great"

"You wanna swim to the bar and grab a drink?"

"Yeah sure" I nodded

#thomas brodie sangster #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagines #tbs imagine #thomas sangster imagine #tbs smut #thomas brodie sangster imagine #tbs #thomas brodie sangster smut #thomas sangster #newt maze runner #newt #maze runner newt #newt imagine #newt imagines #tmr newt smut #tmr newt imagine

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ryuttaeng · 2 years

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What color do you guys think each member gave off? Like a color vibe

a/n: that’s actually hard to choose because i have several colors to choose and i’m not really good in explaining SO well here you go! also i added some songs that i associate with girls you can listen to them if you want

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Yeji - white

well actually because i associate white color with something stable… very calm color for me, associating white with snow, maybe a snowy day with bright sun, that’s what i associate yeji with! really pure, calm and peaceful color

lavender haze - taylor swift

Lia - green

actually i were thinking about blue, but i chose green instead! green is very calming color for me, i associate it with sunset in summer, sitting in the park, watching the sunset.

chained to the rhythm - katy perry

Ryujin - red

this one was hard to choose actually 😭 because i had other colors in mind, but stopped at this one. i associate red with something passionately and something powerful. like you’re standing on your prom, in your red dress, looking very powerful among others idk

hey hey hey - katy perry

Chaeryeong - yellow

well! yellow is my favorite color and i associate it very bright sun in the early morning and something very happy. you’re opening your eyes as bright sun rays was filling your room with light, it’s spring, everything blooms

my universe - bts & coldplay

Yuna - pink

i associate pink with something soft and sweet! also i associate pink with plushies but idk why… very soft, cute and pretty color!

killshot - magdalena bay

#itzy #itzy yeji #itzy lia #itzy ryujin #itzy chaeryeong #itzy yuna

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friendshipgirl · 2 years

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You’re In Love Marigold!

It all started on a beautiful snowy day in the month of November, and Christmas is on it’s way. In her room that was also a forest, in the living house named Shiro, Marigold, the founder of the Apiverse, was sleeping peacefully when her alarm blared, irritating her. Later, she was all dressed up and out with Talolo with their backpacks. Just then, the bus passes by and Marigold gets excited.

"Oh my god! Talolo! Did you see him!?" Marigold asked excitedly.

"See who?" Talolo asked.

"That black dog in the red hat riding on the bus! That Animaniacs character Wakko!" Marigold responded, "God, every time I look at him, I become so nervous. I don’t know why. I don’t know why I gush over him so much. My face turns all red, my tummy gets all sick, my head gets dizzy, I can barely stand, and my vision gets all blurry. He's not bad, is he?"

"Of course not," Talolo said, "And I think I know why you’re feeling like this. You’re in love, Marigold!"

Marigold's eyes widen in surprise, realizing that Talolo was right. She was in love with Wakko!

Singers: Poor Princess Marigold

No matter what your told

You’ll have your day, he'll come your way

He'll melt away the cold

Poor Princess Marigold

His heart is what you hold

You’ll have your day, he'll come your way

You’re in love Marigold

Later, the two girls were at school. Marigold couldn’t stop thinking about Wakko. Why does it seem as if she has known him for years but had never seen him before?

Later, they were practicing together. Marigold was singing “A Single Man” which was pretty good. All of a sudden, Marigold felt something touch her hair. When she looked up, she saw Wakko holding some flowers.

“Um… hi there,” Wakko said shyly, handing them to her, “Are you Miss Marigold?”

“Uh... I am,” She said nervously, “And your Wakko, right?” She added hopefully.

Wakko nodded, looking down. It was obvious that he hadn’t expected any sort of response from her. “Um... do you want these back?” He asked worriedly.

“I... no!” Marigold quickly replied, “They are beautiful. It's just...” She didn't finish.

“Sorry. I guess I'm still getting used to it being so loud,” Wakko explained, “My mom says it makes me sound more feminine.”

“Well, I think it suits you,” Marigold stated, “I uh, find it cute when you sound feminine.”

This made Wakko turn red, flustered,

“Y— You really think so?” He asked quietly. Marigold could tell he wasn’t used to compliments like this.

“Yes, I really do,” She replied. Suddenly, the bell rang.

“Oh crud! Sorry, I— I gotta go! bye!” Wakko stammered, quickly walking off in a blushing mess. Marigold looked at her flowers and squeals with excitement.

“He talked to me!” the Apiverse founder squealed. This was great! Wakko was finally starting to pay attention to her.

She continued practicing the song she was learning, while humming. Suddenly, an image appeared on the wall behind her: a young man smiling with his arm around another man. They looked happy. They looked so in love.

Suddenly the scene began dissolving into black static. Marigold blinked. Wasn’t it supposed to keep coming back to her? But nothing came next.

“Marigold, let’s go!” Talolo shouts, “we’re gonna be late!”

“Okay, I’m coming!” Marigold shouted back. She stood up straight to try and remember where she left her guitar. When she did, she smiled happily. She took her phone, charger, wallet, keys, and other essentials and headed outside. She jumped in the car, buckling up, and they were on their way.

Later in class, Wakko was in the back seat starring at Marigold dreamily.

“She's so pretty,” he thought, “I can’t believe I spoke to her too short. And it’s not long before Thanksgiving break! I’ll have to wait all winter if I don’t talk to her today or tomorrow!”

Wakko glanced down and noticed that his hand was resting on top of Marigold's seat. He quickly snatched it away. ‘What if Marigold wants to hold my hand?’ His heart raced. ‘I wouldn’t mind. I know I really like her…’ Then again, he began to turn red. ‘I know what I’ll do! I’ll write to her!’ he thought and began to write, ‘Miss Marigold, I wish I could talk to you more later until Thanksgiving break. That short talk wasn’t really enough.’

“Wakko?” Twilight asked.

“Oh! Uh... yes?” Wakko said nervously.

“Have you finished your report on the walls of China?” She asked.

“Yup! Thanks for reminding me about it!” he grinned, “I will read the beginning like you told me to,”

Wakko got up and began to awkwardly struggle with his papers as everyone else giggled at him.

“Uh... Miss Marigold, I wish I could talk to you more later until Thanksgiving break. That short talk wasn’t really enough,” he read out loud, only to yell in frustration. He read the wrong paper! The class laughed even harder as Marigold blushes bright red. Wakko, also blushing, walked over back to his seat and covered his face with his sweater in embarrassment. He didn’t dare look up from his desk.

“Wow Wakko,” Yakko said, smirking at him, “You really try to let low on the ladies, huh?”

“A comforting word from my older brother,” Wakko said sarcastically.

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Later, everyone was at the playground for recess where the Warner kids were playing double dutch.

Dot and Yakko: Cookies, Candy, in the dish!

Howmany pieces do you wish?

1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7!

As they counted how many times Wakko jumps, Marigold watches him from a bench, adoring him.

“I can’t believe he wants to see me again,” she said to herself, “Maybe it was my lucky charm! Maybe I should give him a present? Or maybe—”

“Hey, Marigold! Can we play dodgeball with you!?” Someone called from over the fence.

“Sure! Coming!” Marigold yelled excitedly, running over. She then looked at Wakko on more time.

Dot and Yakko: 26! 27! 28! 29! 30! 31!

Wakko then noticed Marigold looking at him and turns all red, messing up his jumping and getting him tangled. Marigold chuckled a bit before leaving, making Wakko grin nervously.

“31? Oooh, new record,” Dot said, “My turn!”

“Hey guys. What do you think about Marigold?” Wakko asked as they started.

“Yeah, I think she’s nice.” Dot said as she jumped, “I can totally picture her being a good girlfriend. You two make such a cute couple,”

“I hope we will be,” Wakko muttered sadly.

“Huh? You hope?” Yakko asked.

“I mean, I’m not that attractive. And I also got a big appetite,” said Wakko.

“Well, She does love sugar as much as you do,” Dot reminded.

“I don’t know guys...” Wakko sighed, “I really like her and I just... don’t know how she feels yet.”

The two friends just looked at each other for a second before saying in unison, “Well, whatever happens, I’m rooting for ya!”

“Thanks guys,” Wakko replied, a warm smile spreading across his face as he looks at Marigold, “I just hope I can have a longer chat before thanksgiving break and—“

Marigold looks up from her dodgeball game, causing Wakko to turn redder than before as steam comes out of his ears.

“SHE HEARD ME AGAIN!” Wakko shouts before he ran off, making Dot mess up and get tangled.

“Hey! What about my turn?” Yakko called out.

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Later, they were walking home when Brain and Pinky come up to them.

“Zort! Hey guys!” said said as he caught up with Wakko, “What’s with the long face Wakko?”

“Oh, uh... it’s nothing,” Wakko replied sheepishly.

“Oh come on,” Brain insisted.

“It’s just.... Marigold likes someone,” Wakko explained shyly.

Brain turned his head over to look at Wakko, “Who?”

“Uh... me...” Wakko answered in a quiet voice.

Pinky gasped, “Egads! I remember when you read something you wrote in class about seeing her again! I can’t tell you how much I adored it!”

Wakko’s face turned red, “Uh—! I just—“

“I bet you’ve written some sweet stuff to her as well right?” Brain smirked.

“Uh... yeah!”

“Then why are you acting like this? Don’t worry about Marigold, she loves you too. I'm sure she would be ecstatic to hear that,” Brain assured him.

“Really?”

“Of course. If I had to guess... it might have been one of those feelings she has for you,” Brain said quietly.

Wakko stopped in his tracks. Pinky and Brain looked at him puzzled. Just then, Silver Platter and Greenberry come up to them.

“Hey, Sweettooth Weirdo! You seem to have such yellow teeth this afternoon!” Silver Platter laughed.

“Did you drink too much lemonade again?” Greenberry laughs.

“NARF! You ladies outta be ashamed! Wakko is not feeling like himself today!” Pinky shouted.

“That’s what happens when you try to get chubby!” said Silver Platter.

The girls burst into laughter while Wakko grew red and embarrassed.

“Hey hey hey! Stop it!” Pinky growled, “That is very rude! And that is also not the point! Wakko is just upset because he can’t talk to Marigold again because he’s too nervous! In other words, he’s got a crush on her!”

Wakko yells in frustration before the two girls laughed and started sing teasing him.

Silver Platter and Greenberry: Poor Princess Marigold, Nah, Nah, Nah!

Why’d she find your type so bold? , Nah, Nah, Nah!

Who’d crush on you? No one! That’s who!

Your face is too darn old! Nah, Nah, Nah!

Your face is too darn old!

The two girls laughed as they left the scene, leaving Wakko embarrassed.

“What’s their problem?” Dot asked, “Let's go,”

The five of them continue the walk home.

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Later, Marigold was writing in her diary about Wakko.

“Dear Diary,” She said as she writes, “He really doesn’t talk to me as often anymore. But he’s always there whenever I need him. He always listens, no matter how embarrassing things are with him. He’ll always listen even if it takes forever, and... oh my, he cares about me so much. I need to talk to him tomorrow or I won’t see him all winter. I’ll talk to Wakko later tonight after lunch when I can finally escape school for winter break! I know it’s hard to talk without people around, but I want him to know how important he is to me! Even if sometimes he can be a pain. It’s worth it!”

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Next day, Marigold wakes up a little later than usual. She gets ready as usual, but then realizes she was minutes late for the bus. She dashes out the door and misses the bus.

“CRAP! WAIT! HERE I AM!” She called out, “STOP! WAIT A MINUTE!”

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The playground was empty, meaning everyone was inside. She looked around before sneaking into the school though the door creaked. She didn’t want to get caught. As she walked down the hallway, she saw a note stuck in the door. She took it and opened it.

“Meet me at lunch recess,” she read, “I need to talk with you before it’s too late. Wakko,”

She feels her heart swell. She quickly makes it to her classroom, putting the note in her pocket.

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After lunch, Marigold was looking for Wakko. She was really nervous. They did text yesterday night since both knew it was going to be the last time they spoke. The bell rang, making her run outside. She found him near the back of the school. He seemed lost in thought.

“Wakko,” Marigold said, causing Wakko to jump.

“MARIGHOLD?!” He exclaimed before blushing, “Aha.. hi... sorry.”

“No, don't apologize! I just wanted to talk to you about the whole thing yesterday. How did you know? About my letter... and everything else?” Marigold asked quietly, nervously tugging at her sleeves.

“About your letter? Oh! You told Dot right? She must've mentioned it to me at some point...” Wakko shrugged.

“Um... yeah. So? Is that okay? Or should I say should I not write it?” Marigold asked uncertainly.

“Oh... um... y-you shouldn't worry about that. I already said that it’s fine. You don't have to change anything, I mean, you already told us what we needed to know anyways... right?” He said awkwardly.

“You mean about how I feel towards you?” Marigold clarified.

Wakko nodded.

“And... it’s alright? It’s not creepy, or anything?”

Wakko shook his head, smiling.

“So,” Marigold began, looking at her shoes, “do you feel the same way about me? Like… more than just a friend?”

“Uh... yeah, I think I do,” Wakko confessed, “I mean, you were the first person I ever talked with who made me laugh. And it was always fun listening to your stories! You’re nice and cute, and smart too! And you help me when I'm sad, which is kind of a rarity. And your smile is amazing! You're so beautiful! You're a good friend, too.”

Mari giggled lightly. Her face turned slightly pink hearing Wakko’s compliments. It felt strange being praised by him when they usually fight.

“Y-you really think so?”

“Yeah, you’re great! You’re brave, and funny, and caring... you’re amazing,” Wakko continued.

“Thanks!” Marigold smiled brightly. “How about you? What do you like about me?” She asked.

“Well…” Wakko paused for a moment, thinking of how best to describe her. “You’re just... so pretty. And kind. And funny. And you always put others before yourself. You’re smart too, but not just because you're smarter than I am. You’re so talented, you're amazing... I wish I was as cool and confident as you...”

“I never thought I’d say this, but...” said Marigold, pausing a bit, “You’re a very sweet man, Wakko,”

She nervously looked at him before shaking her head, wanting to get it over with, and kisses him on the lips. Wakko jumped in surprise, his entire body heating up with steam and color. He was so startled he didn't return the kiss. When she pulled away from him, Wakko was still silent, unable to say anything.

“Y'know, I’ve loved you for a long time now, and I just wanted to tell you before the holidays, so you know… that I still love you,” Marigold explained softly.

“T… T…” Wakko struggled to speak, his eyes wide, “R… r… r… re…”

He tried to stutter, but couldn't. Instead, his mouth closed shut and he just shook his head slowly.

“What?”

“YOU KISSED ME!” He screamed happily, “She kissed me! Ahh! Oh my Gosh!”

As he continues to giggle, Marigold just stares at him.

“But you don’t… you don’t hate me… do you?” She asks quietly, “Because if you don’t then... I mean…”

Wakko shakes his head rapidly before grabbing Marigold’s hand.

“Marigold! Why would I hate you!? We’re best friends, aren’t we!?” He exclaims happily.

“Of course! Of course we are!”

“Then why would I leave you? I love you!”

It was Marigold's turn to blush. They laughed and walked across the playground, talking to each other.

Written by Apigirl000

Starring

Wakko

Marigold

Yakko

Dot

Talolo

Twilight Sparkle

Pinky

Brain

Marigold's friend

Based on You’re in love Charlie Brown

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“Aw crap! We’ll have to wait until Christmas then!” Marigold said from a distance as Wakko groans sadly, knowing she was right.

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