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arataka-reigen · 7 months

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hello!! i saw the tags on your pinned post abt how shoujo wasn't just romance and it got me curious bc i've read some nice shoujo but really dislike romance-heavy plots. are there any shoujos you like that don't have much or any romance in them? ty and i hope you have a good day! 💛

Oh, there are lots of mangas that are classified as shoujo and don't have romance!!

I am just now beginning my journey through shoujo as well, so I don't have a lot of recommendations for stuff I actually read, but the ones I did read or watch so far are:

Natsume Yuujinchou and basically anything else by its author, Yuki Midorikawa. Sometimes, her works do include romance, but the focus is almost always in the interpersonal relationships and the difficulties her characters go through in life. NatsuYuu is about an orphan boy who can see yokai, and for that reason he acts in "weird" ways and his foster families dislike him, so he keeps going from family to family. The story is about how he finds a good family who accepts and loves him, makes friends, and learns to make friends even with yokais.

There are currently 6 anime seasons out, and a 7th season is on its way, so you can either read the manga or watch the anime.

Akatsuki no Yona - i mean, this one does include romance, but i'll still put it on the list because as far as the anime went the focus is heavy on Yona's actual journey to gather the dragons of legend to be able to recover the kingdom that was stolen from her. It shows how Yona goes from a sheltered spoiled girl to a person befitting the title of dragon king.

My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom - this one is the og villainess isekai and it truly deserves the hype. It is about a girl who wakes up in the child body of the villainess of her favorite otome game. She remembers that the villainess' fate in the game was always either death or exile, so she tries her hardest to change her fate. This one is classified as a reverse harem, but the main character is pretty oblivious and worries more about farming and eating sweets and generally being the best girl ever than actually worrying about romance. Aro ace queen tbh. And her harem is just happy to be with her and be dragged along for her stupid adventures. Plus, the female members of her harem are taken seriously as well, Mary is a raging lesbian and it is not subtext. I mean, it is a shoujo, so of course the female characters would be important lol.

Usagi Drop - listen to me. You will absolutely not look for anything related to this manga. If you like the premise you can watch the anime. But, please, do not look for the manga. You will only be extremely disappointed by it. That being said, I recommend the anime. It is about a man who returns home for his grandfather's funeral and then finds out his grandfather had an illegitimate daughter who has now become an orphan. He ends up having to take care of her because the rest of the family considers her a shame to the family.

Now, for the stuff I havent seen yet, I'll just write some that are on my "plan to read" list and put their genres next to their names so you can check it out if you think the genre's sound interesting:

7 Seeds (drama, horror, psychological, sci fi, survival)

Requiem of the Rose King (drama, historical, supernatural, gender identity)

Basara (drama, fantasy, adventure) (i think this one has romance, but from what i've heard, the main character's story is a lot deeper as she takes her brother's identity in order to fight against the king who killed her brother, it is pretty famous and considered a classic)

Ghost Hunt (horror, mystery, psychological, supernatural)

Helter Skelter (horror, psychological)

My Stepmother and Stepsisters aren't Wicked (comedy, historical, slice of life)

Ikoku Nikki (drama) (this one is the one i'm currently most interested on, i hear it's about a distant woman who's never had a good relationship with her sister and now has to take care of her teenage niece because her sister died)

Itsuwari no Freya (crossdressing, historical)

Limit (drama, psychological, school) (this one sounds incredible tbh, on a field trip their bus gets into an accident and only 5 girls remain, having to learn to survive and trying to assert themselves over one another because they hate each other.)

Machida-kun no sekai (school)

Mitarai-ke, Enjou suru (drama) (the main character wants to infiltrate the household of the family who blamed her mother for a fire, in order to prove her mother's innocence)

Smoking Behind the Supermarket with You (comedy)

Uramichi Oniisan (comedy, showbiz, workplace)

Usotoki Rhetoric (mystery, historical)

Don't Call It Mystery (mystery)

If anyone has more things to recommend I would also love to hear about it!!

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wanderinginksplot · 11 months

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Limit + Achievement

Medic!OC Limit and gn!padawan!reader (no use of y/n and no pronouns). Platonic.

Word Count: 2,300

Warnings: post-battle fatigue, mild anxiety, feelings of alienation

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“All things considered, Masters, our mission was a successful one,” Master Secura summarized, giving a shallow bow to the holographic images of the Jedi council.

“From your field reports, it seems your padawan has done well,” Master Fisto’s smile was warm. “Not a surprise.”

“No, it was not a surprise,” Master Secura agreed, pride in her voice. “But we faced several challenges on the mission, ones that I could not have handled alone. I believe we were correct in our theory, Masters. This was indeed a set of Trials.”

That took a moment to filter through the post-mission fog of weariness. Your head snapped up, staring at Master Secura before you redirected your attention to the smiling members of the Jedi Council. “I- I don’t understand…”

“Well, you did, Padawan,” Master Yoda told you. “Ready to become a Knight, you are.”

The remaining Council members agreed, directing compliments and congratulations your way, but it all seemed too distant to take in. You managed a wan smile and nodded at them in thanks, but it felt as if the ship were tilting dangerously to one side.

Master Secura took pity on you before everything became too strange. “After we have rested and made our reports, we will perform your Knighting ceremony. For now, see Limit about your injuries and get something to eat. You may leave, Padawan.”

You nodded, grateful for the dismissal. As you turned, however, your master rested a strong hand on your shoulder. Her familiar face curved into a smile and she leaned in to tell you, “I am proud of all you have accomplished.”

That broke through the strange detached feeling and you smiled at her. “Thank you, Master. I could not have accomplished any of this without you.”

And then you left, feeling as though your feet were only just able to keep up with how quickly you were moving. Or maybe you were having trouble separating the pace of your body from the pace of your thoughts.

You had been chosen as a padawan later than some of the others, a year or two into your teen years by the time Master Secura was ready to start teaching. She had been fairly new to Knighthood herself, but the Force had instructed her to take a padawan and she had listened.

For your part, you had been a quiet youngling, dedicated to your studies of everything from field medicine to saber training. You weren’t overly fond of Force-augmented gymnastics, but you were passable at everything else. When Master Secura had chosen you as her padawan, you had been surprised. However, Master Yoda confirmed her choice had been guided by the Force and you were off to learn from the Twi’lek Jedi.

And now, that learning was complete.

You didn’t feel ready. Should you? Surely the Council wouldn’t make you a Knight if you weren’t ready. The Force wouldn’t let them. And yet, you had heard of padawans being made Knights earlier and earlier with the war going on. There was a greater need for generals to lead the Republic’s troops and help fight against the Separatist forces…

Your thoughts circled, sharp and angry as an akk-dog’s jaws. Your feet kept moving, the weariness of battle and the armor in your clothing a distant detail with no bearing on your current state. All you could do was walk and think, think and walk.

This was going to change everything. You would be leaving the 327th and all of the troopers who were part of it. They were technically your subordinates, but they were more than that - they had been for a long time. You had worked with them, fought with them, laughed with them, comforted and been comforted by them. They were just as much a part of your life as any of the Jedi you had grown up alongside in the Temple. How would you manage without them?

Beyond that, you would be in charge of a group of men. As a padawan, you had been able to get away with certain behavior. The closeness you shared with the men was frowned upon by the Jedi, but would have been entirely inappropriate for a general. It was behavior you wouldn’t be able to repeat when you were a general, in charge of your own troops.

Something brushed your shoulder and you jumped, only then becoming aware of a large shape looming to your left. You used a touch of the Force to redirect yourself sideways, settling into a half-turned stance with one hand near the lightsaber attached to your hip.

So much of your most recent mission had been based on stealth and undercover operations. Perhaps that was the reason you were so jumpy. Whatever the cause, you had been fully expecting to see a droid when you turned - a super battle droid, or even a commando droid if you were particularly unlucky.

Instead, your eyes fell on Limit, the 327th’s medic.

His eyes were wide - he was as surprised as you were. Still, he left his hand outstretched, palm-out and nonthreatening.

“Easy, it’s just me,” he soothed. “The General said- said you should have gotten to the m-medbay by now.”

“Limit, I’m sorry,” you apologized, instantly feeling like a monster. “I was just thinking too hard, I suppose. Lost in my own thoughts. I… honestly kinda forgot I was on my way to the medbay.”

Limit was the most patient person you had ever met, including the Jedi masters you had grown up idolizing. He cared about the men, and when he felt they weren’t taking care of themselves, he was willing to tell them that directly. More than one trooper had been guilted into the medbay after a quiet, sincere chat with Limit. He was the perfect medic, and one of your favorite people.

“That’s o- that’s okay,” he assured you. “I’m on my way there now. Will you come wi-with me?”

“Of course.”

You trailed behind the medic, feeling shame. It was a fortunately unfamiliar emotion - you rarely allowed yourself to feel it. Limit was taller than most troopers by a noticeable amount, and you had never been able to figure out if he really was broader or if it was a trick of his height. Either way, you had to choose between walking beside him or staying behind him and being totally cut off from a view of the hallway ahead.

You opted to walk beside him.

“Did Master Secura seem upset that I hadn’t been to see you yet?” you asked, feeling like a small child frightened of being chided by a parent.

“No, not upset,” Limit said, shaking his head thoughtfully. “She seemed- seemed more concerned. Said you had got-ten some news.”

You nodded silently. It was still too fresh to delve into, too strange to consider in concrete terms.

Limit was watching you. You didn’t realize it until he asked, “Good news or bad?”

“Good news, I suppose,” you said, recognizing dimly that your tone wasn’t making it sound that way. You smiled up at him, trying to take on a lighthearted attitude instead. “It was good, just unexpected.”

He lifted an eyebrow. “Something you c-can share?”

You paused, struggling between the desire to avoid talking about it and the need to tell your friend about something so major. Because that’s what Limit was, you realized with a bit of surprise. He was your friend. You opened your mouth.

“No,” Limit interrupted quickly, pretending to be fascinated at the view of hyperspace that flashed from the viewports. “I don’t want- don’t want to hear about it. Not until you’re ready to sh-share. For now, I want to hear a-about your mission.”

The relief you felt at that redirection was only slightly tinged with regret. Immediately, you were more absorbed in explaining the mission to Limit, a process that lasted until you reached the medbay and he began to patch up the minor injuries you had sustained.

It had been a simple mission, but remarkably effective. Master Secura had allowed herself to be captured on her way to rendezvous with the rest of the 327th and, as a Jedi General, had been taken to a command ship. After some investigation, she had found that General Grievous was not on the ship, having left to launch an attack on a different ship.

That was when she called you.

The objective had been plain in theory, but far more complex in execution. You had to sneak aboard the ship, free your master, gain as much information as possible about the whereabouts of other Separatists ships and bases, then set the ship to detonate before you left.

“Stupid of them not to expect you to help- to help the General,” Limit commented, bandaging a burn on your forearm. “Everyone knows you have her b-back.”

You shrugged, cutting the motion short when Limit shot you a look of warning. “I don’t mind being underestimated. It makes things easier.”

“Makes sense,” Limit agreed mildly.

When he finished with the burn, he turned his attention to your final injury - a small cut above your eyebrow. The helmet you wore as part of your armor protected you from the worst your enemies threw at you, but nothing could save you from what happened when the helmet itself hit your skull.

As he gently applied a bacta ointment, Limit remarked, “Sounds like i-it went well.”

You warmed at his unspoken concern. Limit had been sneaking glances at you when he thought you weren’t paying attention. He wasn’t going to push for information, but he wanted to be sure you were okay.

“It did.” You frowned, thinking over the elation you had felt when you and Master Secura had completed the mission and were successfully on your way back from the Separatist ship. Abruptly, you decided it was time to share with Limit. “So well, in fact, that the Council is considering it my Trials.”

Limit’s eyes flew to your face. “Your Jedi Trials?”

A moment later, a pained look came over his face. “Of cour-course your Jedi Trials. I don’t know wh… don’t know what other Trials you would be talking ab-about…”

Limit’s increased stammer told you he was flustered, but it was such a perfect moment - so human - that you couldn’t help but burst into laughter. You could feel his embarrassment through the Force, but it ebbed when you patted him gratefully on the arm. He even joined you in laughing.

When you were finished, the tension and stress in you thoroughly broken, you nodded. “Yes, my Jedi Trials. I am now considered a full Jedi Knight. Or, I will be when Master Secura and I perform the ceremony.”

“Is that all?” Limit asked. He gave you an apologetic look when you frowned at him. “Earlier, you looked so up-upset, I thought I missed a… missed a name on the KIA list.”

You shuddered at the thought. Since this mission had been just you and Master Secura, there had been no trooper casualties. No casualties at all, actually. “No, I just… Well, I’m a Knight now. That means I can’t stay with Master Secura or the 327th anymore. I have to leave, and I’ll be assigned my own group to lead.”

“And, you’re worr-worried about that?” Limit asked. “Why? You won over every trooper on this ship.”

“As a padawan,” you specified, making a face at Limit. You could tell what he was about to say. “Even a padawan who was also a Commander. It’ll be different when I’m a General. I’ll have to be distant from them, not friendly like I am with you guys. And what-” You broke off, clearing your throat to disguise the way your voice had broken mildly. When you continued, it was in a whisper. “What kind of Jedi is worried about being lonely?”

“The same kind- kind of Jedi who speak to the troopers as equals,” Limit told you, voice firm. “The kind who never leave anyone to suffer alone. The kind who have earned every ounce of respect from the men and will only earn more as time goes on.”

That made you smile despite yourself. Limit returned the expression immediately.

“Don’t worry a-about the troopers,” he continued. “We all talk to- talk to each other, and every member of the 327th would gladly sp-speak up on your behalf. Before long, you’ll have a whole group who sees you as- as someone they can trust, not just a general.”

“I appreciate that, Limit,” you said, trying to let your voice and expression broadcast how much his comfort meant to you. “You really are an excellent friend. I think I’m going to miss you more than anyone else.”

“Thanks, Commander,” he answered, grinning. “If there’s any room in your new division and you think you mi-might need a medic… Well, I wouldn’t mind a- mind a change of scenery. I’ve been with the 327th for a long time. It can’t hurt to have a fr-friend along with you, can it?”

“That would be the best!” you told him exuberantly. It came out too loud, but you couldn’t help it - this was the most hopeful you had felt since you had heard the Council’s decision. “But I don’t want you giving up your place here if you would rather stay.”

“I wouldn’t have offered if- if I wasn’t willing to go,” Limit told you, turning away to start cleaning up the area where he had treated you. “Just pr-promise you’ll tell me when you know what division you’ll be in charge of.”

It was the easiest promise you ever made.

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Author's Note - I know the timing of this is off. Most estimates place Aayla Secura a few years ahead of Anakin Skywalker in the Temple. She wouldn't have had time to fully train a padawan (a process that takes roughly ten years) before the end of the Clone Wars. But we're just going to pretend, because I love Limit so much and I like this one-shot.

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