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amostimprobabledream · 2 months

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forbidden fruit is the sweetest (Gin Ichimaru x Reader)

Wrote this little AU smutfic because there isn't enough of Gin in general and he should be in more porn. Also available on Ao3!: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53897803 Your nails tap against the wineglass on the table. You haven't touched much of it because the taste is acidic, sour. You're not sure if it's a bad bottle or if that's just how this brand tastes - you're not much of a wine drinker, but at least sipping from it (or pretending to) gives you something to do between awkward silences. To be honest, this entire evening is well out of your comfort zone. You don't know what you were thinking letting Rangiku talk you into this - one day she just plopped herself down in the seat across from you, her chest heaving. "We really need to get you out there." she declared in final tones, like she was continuing a conversation you'd just been having. "It's not good to mope around after some guy."

It’s pretty ironic, really, since no doubt Rangiku had done plenty of moping over the same person you were. But it wasn't like you could tell her that - even if nothing official had been confirmed, you weren't stupid, you knew that Gin and Rangiku had a long, complicated history that an outsider couldn't possibly hope to understand. And how you were supposed to compete with a woman like Rangiku Matsumoto - even if you wanted to? So here you are, at a speed dating thing, sitting here in the vain hope that you might find some guy that might make you forget about Gin Ichimaru and the fact that, despite your better judgement, you were in love with him.

"So, um…" the fifth guy opposite you stumbles through his line of questioning, and you can't even remember his name. All the men you've spoken to so far tonight talk like they were given a script they didn't bother to learn properly - the same questions, same responses and the whole time you want to scream. You've even started just making things up to just try and inject a little variety into your responses, because why not? “Where are you from?”

Oh, riveting question. It’s not like I haven’t been asked that four times tonight.

You know you’re being judgmental, so that’s a winning combination, judgmental and unattractive, but you tried going into this with an open mind and despite your expectations being low, you still find yourself feeling disappointed. How can so many different people all talk the same? It doesn’t help none of them are that attractive, either.

You wonder if you can overcome cost sunk fallacy and just get up and leave – just walk out of here and leave the shitty wine and overly loud music and interminably dull conversation behind. Sure, you’ll go home, curl up on your futon and feel like a failure, but at least you’ll be at home, in your futon, and not here.

The conversation peters out, namely because the responses to such inane questions can only be milked for so much prattling smalltalk before it dwindles into awkwardly nodding at each other. You play with your phone, wondering if it’s normal to feel so desperately ill at ease you want to rip your own skin off. Probably not, but you’re sure you can’t be totally alone in that regard. When it’s time for the men to get up and move seats, you don’t even bother hiding the relief on your face. After all, no doubt he was as keen to get away from you as you were him.

That’s when the next guy sits down and introduces himself as Takeshi. A salaryman. He’s nice. Which may sound like you’re damning him with faint praise, but considering everyone else has been mediocre at best, you’ll take “nice” gladly. You tell him your name and he smiles, like you’ve given him some good news.

"What do you do for work?” he asks, picking up his shochu.

“Well...”

You hate answering this question – it’s just a job. It’s not like you’re not a doctor or a firefighter or something, someone who lives for their job and studied for years to become one. You do your work because you have to, because it’s how you pay to live in your apartment and that’s preferable than living under a bridge. It doesn’t really say much about you as a person, really, except for the obsession with your boss.

Stop it. You think to yourself, sternly. Give him a chance.

Rangiku is right – you do need to get laid.

Easy for her to say, though. Rangiku doesn’t need to attend events like these because the idea she’d ever need to is absolutely laughable. You’ve seen men actually walk into things because they were too busy staring at her to watch where they were going. Women either hate her or they look at her in awe. Rangiku Matsumoto ever being short on offers for dates, or sex, or even someone to just do her bidding is ridiculous. But it’s not for you, even though you hate yourself a little bit for admitting it, because you know it’s the truth. You’re not like her.

“Oh, nothing special, just office stuff.” You say, trying to sound breezy. “What about you?”

God, you sound so fake. Why can’t people talk about things that are actually interesting? This is the equivalent of conversational elevator music. When does expected standard become acceptable to ignore for the sake of spicing things up a bit?

Perhaps you’ve been a little spoiled, though. You can think of someone who always manages to keep you on your toes and never bores you. But you give your head a quick shake like you’re trying to flick away a fly and try to pay attention to Takeshi, even though you’re more focused on the movement on his lips than the words themselves.

“So…what do you like to do for fun?” Takeshi asks.

Another kind of generic question, but at least he does sound somewhat interested when you answer. He's easy to read, you notice. His emotions are all just right there on his face, which feels…strange. Not necessarily in a bad way, but it’s like the difficulty on a video game has suddenly dropped.

“And you?” you prompt, deciding to go out on a limb and ask something direct. “What brings you here? Looking at you I wouldn’t think you have problems getting asked out.”

Shit, did that sound sarcastic? You didn’t mean it to be. But Takeshi seems pleased by the comment, and you notice he has a dimple when he smiles.

“Well, to be honest I’m usually so tired after work I go home and just crash.” He says with a self-deprecating laugh, combing his fingers through light brown hair. “And most of the women in my office are married. Or over fifty and smell of boiled sweets.”

“Ha!” you bark out a laugh, the first time you’ve laughed or even smiled genuinely all night. “Yeah, I get that. Plus, there’s that whole worry about if things don’t go well with a colleague, you still have to face them all the time over the water cooler.”

“Water cooler?” Takeshi blinks.

“Nevermind.” You take another sip of your wine, then make a face. It truly is disgusting – why are you still drinking it at all? Time to be the change you want to be. “Excuse me, let me go buy myself something less vile.”

“I’ll come with you!” he practically jumps out of his seat.

Things flow surprisingly easy once you find someone you can talk to – Takeshi doesn’t understand all your little jokes and you suspect he finds your habitual sliding into sarcasm somewhat confusing, but he’s at least got enough social intelligence to ask questions and reply with more than one-word answers and he even insists on paying for your drink. A little unease creeps through you, wondering if it’s a trick and he’s trying to build a tab against you by doing it, but he seems so eager to be of use in some way that you capitulate. You can always buy him one later.

Soon enough there’s a call for a break – apparently events like these are split into two to give everyone a little time to gather their thoughts, buy more alcohol, go to the bathroom, smoke, whatever. You decide to slip outside, where there’s this surprisingly pleasant little outdoor seating area with picnic tables and a few plants in huge planters (probably so drunk people can’t knock them over), an alleyway leading out to the street. You perch down at one of the tables and suck in a deep breath, before checking your phone and generally enjoying some quiet. With the music pumping through the speakers and the buzzing of conversation, you know that if you linger too long, you’ll wake up with a headache tomorrow. You make a mental note not to just collapse into bed when you get home no matter how much you want to and get something to drink – juice or whatever you have in the fridge.

“There you are.”

You glance over your shoulder. Oh. Of course, Takeshi followed you out – why wouldn’t he? Still, a little irritation nudges at you, which you try to ignore.

“Yeah. The music in there is…kinda loud.” You say, with a friendly grimace.

“Yeah, it is.”

He comes to sit down next to you, and he’s very close, his thigh pressed against yours, denim rubbing up against your skin. Again, a spark of annoyance at how he didn’t even think twice about encroaching on your personal space when you clearly want a minute alone. You clear your throat, feeling a sudden weight between you that wasn’t present when you were talking inside. Rather than being exhilarating, you feel nervous. Almost a little queasy – now there’s a subtle sort of pressure, bearing down on you. An expectation has formed and one way or another, you’re going to have to meet it. Irrationally, you resent Takeshi a little for this, for this sudden invisible hand pressing down on the back of your neck.

Do you have a right to feel uncomfortable? Isn’t this why you came here – for something like this to happen?

Yet…

Takeshi says your name, making you jump, and when you turn to look at him, he’s staring intently at you, his eyes looking oddly gooey and wet in his head, almost like he’s on the brink of tears. Or is that just a trick of the light?

“Yes?” you say, hyperaware of everything suddenly. Your clothes, previously sitting comfortably on you, feel itchy. You want to take off your necklace, your makeup. You want to run away. To not be seen.

“Can I kiss you?” he breathes.

If he notices that the pause that follows this question is slightly too long, he doesn’t comment on it. Perhaps he chooses not to notice it. Your throat feels dry, and you swallow.

“Okay.” You answer, because you’d feel like a hypocrite if you said no.

So he does.

It's…fine.

Damned by faint praise again, huh? You think, as his mouth touches yours. He only makes a couple of seconds pretense at actually kissing you, before he’s clumsily licking at your mouth to ask for you to open it. You do, because the way he’s licking your lips is tickling them and it’s kind of irritating, and then his tongue, a wet slab, thrusts between your top and bottom teeth. Your own tongue is buffeted to the side for a second and you have to push it into his mouth just to get some air.

And, most damning of all… in your head, a countdown starts – you’ve been kissing for a couple of seconds and you’re already bored and waiting for it to be over.

You make a noise like a gag and draw your head back, wiping saliva off your chin with the back of your hand. Ugh. Ew.

“Sorry.” Takeshi says with a breathy laugh, and he can’t ignore the disapproval in your face. “Let me try again-“

“My, my.”

You both freeze.

Like something out of a comedy movie, except you don’t feel much like laughing, both of you slowly turn your heads towards the voice, even though you don’t need to – you know who has caught you out here – you’d know that voice anywhere.

Gin stands watching you both with a slight tilt to his head, that permanent smile stretched wide.

And your heart, weak, traitorous thing it is, begins to thump loudly at the sight of him, like a dog wagging its tail.

He looks good too – white shirt, black trousers, a thin silver chain of a necklace disappearing into his collar. You can smell a hint of the cologne he uses, a subtle tease to your nose instead of the cloying, overpowering brands you’ve been unintentionally inhaling all night.

Both you and Takeshi stand up in sync, like you’re in a play and have just remembered your stage directions. Gin glides closer with graceful, soundless footsteps, the white of his shirt making him look not unlike a ghost in the dim outdoor lighting.

The appearance of Gin drives home a truth that you have been subconsciously fleeing from, as efficiently as a sledgehammer whacking down a nail. Because the thing is, it doesn’t matter if somebody is nice, or if they’re a decent kisser, or if they don’t mind waiting politely for you to make up your mind about what you want to do next.

The fact is, as long as Gin Ichimaru holds your heart in his hands, there is no hope of giving it to anyone else. And he knows it.

You freeze and a trickle of panic crawls down your spine. Your lipgloss is smudged and it's pretty obvious what you were just doing. Your eyes dart from Takeshi to Gin - does he know? Know that your heart didn't even change its speed the whole time Takeshi was touching you? Know that all you could think about when you spoke to every guy in there, you could only see inscrutable smiles and long, elegant fingers in your mind's eye?

"Sir." you say, feeling silly - it feels a little late to fall back on protocol now, but what else can you say?

"I'll take it from here," Gin says, ostensibly to Takeshi, but it’s no doubt difficult for him to tell considering Gin’s eyes are closed as usual and his face is still squarely facing you.

“I-“ Takeshi says, glancing at you, but you barely register the quizzical tilt of his eyebrow, too busy staring at Gin like a deer in headlights.

Ordinarily a man gatecrashing another man’s date and summarily dismissing him would provoke anger, defiant, maybe even the beginning of a fight, but despite the constant smiling, Gin’s don’t-fuck-with-me vibes are immaculate and since you clearly know him, Takeshi gives in rather quickly.

“Oh, um…sure. Goodnight, then.” He said, with an awkward little nod.

You know that you should be insisting he stay, apologise for…well, for before, that you should do something. But keeping him around for Gin to torment would be far crueller than indifference, so you just nod back.

“Night.” You say, firmly, and wearing a look of polite bewilderment, Takeshi goes back inside.

Silence settles like snow as the door shuts with a dull thus behind Takeshi. Gin looks at you, and you find your eyes sliding away. Words tangle in your throat. “Why are you here?” you demand rather rudely, blinking hard to fight back the peculiar but strong urge to tear up. Did Rangiku tell him about this?

Why does he have to spoil everything?

“I went for a walk,” Gin replies with that fucking smile still adorning his face and he moves closer to you, his footsteps smooth and flowing as water. “Imagine my surprise to come across such a racy little scene. Tell me, do ya always let strange men kiss you in alleyways?”

“How’s that any of your business?” you bite back, yet your find yourself being crowded back against the wall as Gin steps closer, getting in your space.

His smile doesn’t waver, but working under him for so long has made you something of a specialist at reading the subtle nuances of his facial expressions – there’s a slight forcedness to his smile and a pinch of tension between his eyebrows that even he can’t totally smooth away.

“So, she has a tongue.” Gin hums, as if to himself.

His hand reaches out, pinching your chin, tilting your face up. You don’t resist and hate yourself for the undeniable crackle of electricity when he touches you – Gin rarely puts his hands on anyone, so that you’ve pushed him to do so gives you a stab of victory, paltry as it is.

But your feeling of triumph is incredibly short-lived as, with deliberate care like he’s excavating a fragile artefact from the ground, Gin swipes the pad of his thumb across your bottom lip. Your mouth tingles where he touches you and you stand stock-still, gazing up at him with wide eyes.

Gin raises his hand to his mouth and, slowly, his tongue glides across the pad of his thumb, licking off the sweet tasting gloss that had been formally coating your lips. You can only stare at him, transfixed, watching his tongue slide back into his mouth.

“Tastes sweet.” Gin remarks in that teasing lilt of his. He still hasn’t let go of your face. “But I think…”

You’re given no time to react before suddenly, he is pulling you in, one hand clamping on your waist, leaning down to your mouth-

Oh, fuck.

This isn’t possible. It can’t be. As long as you’ve known him, Gin has always held you at a very specific arm’s length – far enough to leave you in a perpetual state of yearning, but close enough so that he can have you yanked back to him by a crook of his beckoning fingers.

That he could cross this barrier any time he liked to kiss you and chose not to, only to do it now, is almost inconceivable.

But-

His lips are surprisingly warm against yours, which is funny because his hands are cold. But heat is all you can think about, your body surging with it, a blush rising to your face, your mouth opening for him without a thought. He invades your mouth like he invaded your head, leaving you no room to say a word, he won’t allow for any feeble denials or pointless questions. There are many ways to communicate, after all – words are just one of them.

Your back meets rough brick wall and you give a muffled grunt. Gin has your wrists pinned either side of your head and you feel like a butterfly on a slab – yet your cunt doesn’t seem to have the common sense to be wary of him like your brain does, because you can feel a telltale throb of excitement between your legs as he easily holds you in place, keeping you exactly where he wants you.

“Gin - sir-“ you stumble over your words.

“Shsh.” He hisses, and you shut up.

He pauses as he looks you up and down, even though his eyes are shut as always. A teasing smile curls at his lips and you dimly note he’s probably never seen you dressed up before, at least if you don’t count work Christmas parties. It seems he doesn’t have any problems with what you’re wearing, since nothing catty leaves his lips.

“I was right,” Gin nods slowly, his words a slow, measured singsong, like he’s about to read you a story. “Things like this gotta be savoured, y’know? I wonder…do you taste so good everywhere?”

Your mouth drops open, and your cheeks turn hot. Is he implying what you think he is?

“I- that’s-“ you splutter, because he’s always had the power to turn you into a gibbering moron even when he isn’t casually dropping sexual innuendos like a bomb.

Gin chuckles and gives your cheek an affectionate poke, before he tips his chin down, and slowly, with elegance, sinks down onto his knees. You can only watch him, transfixed, as he settles comfortably between your legs and he doesn’t have to tell you to part your legs – you do it without even thinking about it. You make the mistake of looking down.

Gin is looking up at you, between your spread thighs, his hands gripping your thighs so tightly that you know you’re going to have bruises where his thumbs are digging into your flesh.

And his eyes are open. Oh, fuck me sideways. You think, your own widening.

“Be a good girl and hold still.” Gin says in a silky voice, and now his eyes are open the gleam of amusement in them is all too visible to you. You could almost kick him for keeping them shut most of the time – they’re a beautiful shade of pale blue. You don’t have time to admire them for long though. Gin has business to attend to.

And attend it he does. He barely needs to do anything to keep you pressed against the wall, you’re rooted to the spot as his hands slide up your thighs, taking the gauzy material of your dress along with them. Cool air brushes up against your legs, but that isn’t the reason you’re shivering.

He smirks at the sight of your underwear – you’d worn something somewhat sexy to try and get into the spirit of tonight, but not a thong since you knew you’d be sitting down a while and didn’t want to think about it the whole time. So instead, he’s greeted by black panties with lacy panels on the sides, heated flesh just concealed beneath it.

“Now these,” Gin says in a singsong voice, snapping the elastic against your hip, the pop of noise in the stillness making you jolt. “Are the kind of panties you’d wear if you wanted to get fucked.”

“G-Gin…” you mewl.

He snickers at your embarrassment, eyes shifting back to your crotch. Teasingly slow, like you’re a dessert he wants to savour, he starts to peel your underwear down, fingers massaging your flesh, kneading it. He leans in, his breath hot on your core.

His tongue is skilled, you knew that already, but now you’re getting a real firsthand experience with it. He isn’t shy about nuzzling up against your cunt, nails digging crescent marks into the flesh of your legs as he licks inbetween your folds, hot and mercilessly and you keen out loud. If anybody comes outside for a smoke right now, you are so fucked.

But all of it – the thrill of getting caught, shock of Gin touching you, the roughness of the brick scraping your bare skin, the chilly bite of a spring night and the way your head is swimming from nasty cheap wine and boiling-over lust…all of it throws what’s going on into blinding focus.

“Gin…” you keen aloud, wanting to pull his pretty silver locks but you don’t quite dare, so you settle for resting a hand on his shoulder instead, your fingers clamping down on him in a voice grip. “Oh, fuck…nngh…”

He just gives a muffled chuckle and amps up the pace, his long, slender fingers creeping up to tease at your clit while his mouth attends to your cunt. Your legs are wobbling as you try to maintain your balance, but it’s not easy when he’s working you over like this, reaching places you could never manage with your own fingers…how the fuck is he so good at this?! It’s like he has a perfect, 3-D map of where everything is and exactly what to do to drive you insane. Your head has gone from verging on a headache to pleasantly, blissfully light and fuzzy, electricity zipping up and down your limbs, heat blooming in your core. He has to stop or you’re going to explode, but if he stops now you think you really might die…

“I’m coming…” you gasp out, tilting your head back, breath coming out in stuttered gasps. “Gin, please, fuck…don’t stop…”

Fuck you. I love you. Fuck you. The words ring over and over in your head as – for once - Gin obliges you.

The feeling is so intense that for a second you’re practically swooning, supernovas of lust and relief exploding like fireworks behind your shut eyelids. It’s ridiculous – you’re against a brick wall outside a bar, you can smell cigarettes from a nearby ashtray, it’s chilly and any moment somebody wanting their nicotine fix could see you. Yet your heart is pounding, warmth painting your face, swelling in your chest and yes, the satisfaction of seeing Gin leaning back, licking his lips and slowly rising to his feet like he did nothing more taxing than tying his shoelace helps. You hurriedly make sure your dress is safely floating about above your knees once again, smoothing it down with shaking hands. As illicitly thrilling as it is to do this outside, you don’t want anybody who passes you to immediately know just what you’ve been doing. Though you’re sure it wouldn’t be hard to work out – you probably smell of sex now, overpowering the perfume you’d picked out to wear tonight. Of course Gin would figure out a way to exert his influence by masking your scent as well as ruining your lipgloss.

How are you supposed to go back inside now? Well, obviously, you aren’t. Gin’s made that abundantly clear – no toy of his is to go exchanging clumsy kisses with other men until he’s bored of playing with them, and if he has to go to extremes to prove his point, so be it.

He's a fucking cruel bastard.

You nearly ask, What are we? Out loud, but thankfully before you can speak, Gin grabs your wrist and starts tugging you along after him. He doesn’t explain himself and you stumble after him on unsteady legs, still tingling with the afterglow and feeling the phantom touch of his tongue on you.

There’s a taxi waiting in the street outside, the driver sitting patiently, checking something on his phone. Your eyes snap to Gin – how long has that been there? When did he order it? But you don’t get to ask any of these questions, before Gin steps across to the back door and opens it, practically bundling you inside.

“Take this one home, will ya?” he says cheerfully to the driving, reeling off your address and you’re astonished that he knows it well enough to be able to repeat it off the top of his head. “She’s had enough to drink, I think.”

“Gin, what-? Why-?” you blurt out, trying desperately to get some semblance of an explanation for all this out of him.

Surely he can’t have done all that for his own amusement. You never were sure if Gin was fully aware of how you felt. Most people in your office tend to be wary of him at best, so your skittishness with him could easily be attributed to that. But Gin is a very perceptive man, so perhaps those times when he would lean over you as you worked to point at something on your screen, or stood too close to you whenever you were in the lift together, or when he’d send you these secretive little smirks across the room…maybe that was more than just a tease. Was he trying to tell you all along that he knew?

He leans in close to you, one hand gripping the door, and your heart flutters in your chest, wondering if he’s going to kiss you again, wanting him to but also feeling that familiar swoop of fear and excitement-

He just smiles and boops your nose and unceremoniously shuts the door on in your face, and the car speeds away into the night. And belatedly, you realise something else, something that makes your legs clamp together – He took your fucking panties.

His voice rings mockingly in your head, the last thing he said before sending you on your way, the mirth in his voice brimming over.

“See you on Monday.”

#Gin Ichimaru #Gin x Reader #Bleach x Reader #Fanfiction #Smut #Gin being a bastard #Reader Insert

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the-corvus-luna · 1 year

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CLAMP Paranormal Investigations

Bear with me for some fun history about CLAMP Paranormal Investigations. First of all, this Wikipedia page (in English) only has half of the information listed for the characters and it's partially incorrect.

This was a set of CLAMP TRPG sessions played by CLAMP and Takeshi Okazaki, later novelized by Tomiyuki Matsumoto from the radio drama. There was a translation by TokyoPop, released 2004 but this version sanitizes any mention on the TRPG except for Matsumoto-san's mention about her novelization adaptaion in the back that was thankfully translated.

This brings up an issue that I hope to remedy with respect. After finding all the information I could, I believe that Yuki Ajiadou is a trans woman.

“Of course I look like a girl?” Yuki snapped. “‘Is it my fault I had the rotten luck of getting stuck with some boy’ DNA?!” Yuki’s face burned red with the heat of the insult.

That makes this book translation a bit painful to read, so that's absolutely something to keep in mind (I hope to do a re-translation at some point or even a re-novelization). Note that this session was done in 1999 and that some of the language reflects that fact, especially regarding Ajiadou-san. CLAMP has featured gender non-binary characters in the past (such as Kohaku from Wish, and Ashura from RG Veda). I feel like interpreting Ajiadou-san as a trans girl is an natural evolution of this.

[Book 1]

[Book 2]

[Book 3]

So, here's the character's information translated from Wikipedia using ChatGPT and some respect to our trans family, no thanks to TokyoPop.

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CHARACTERS

Ajiadou Yuki

VA Drama - Kotono Mitsuishi

TRPG player: Okazaki Takeshi

CLAMP Gakuen High School 2nd Year Class A

16 years old.

Yuki Ajiadou was assigned male at birth, but she is a trans girl. She has the ability to teleport (but it only activates when falling from a height of more than 40 centimeters). She belongs to both the Paranormal Phenomena Research Club and the Drama Club. After an accident in the Drama Club where she fell off the stage and awakened her powers, she was scouted by the former president of the Paranormal Phenomena Research Club to become the new president. She has set a goal of making the club an officially recognized school organization, but she usually pushes work onto other members.

Her height is 158 cm, and her weight is undisclosed.

Abilities:

Intelligence - A

Physical Strength - F

Luck - G

Her special skill is "Sci-fi" (Teleportation).

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Usagiya Takayuki

VA Drama - Ryotaro Okiayu

TRPG player: Nanase Okawa

CLAMP Gakuen High School 2nd Year Class B

16 years old.

He constantly bosses around the ghost maid "Koizumi-san" who has supposedly been in his family's house for a long time. He is recognized by himself and others as a brainiac and serves as the coordinator for the eccentric members of the Paranormal Phenomena Research Club. In the past he had a crush on Yuki but, neither of them knew each other.

His height is 175 cm, and his weight is 62 kg.

Abilities:

Intelligence - A

Physical Strength - F

Luck - E

His special skill is "Servant" (Koizumi-san).

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Mizukagami Mifuyu

VA Drama: Kakazu Yumi

TRPG player: Satsuki Igarashi

CLAMP School Senior High School Grade 3 Class Z

18 years old.

She has a babyface, but she is a master of swordsmanship and always carries her famous sword "Kotetsu" on her back. She is so skilled in swordsmanship that she was selected as a special scholarship student for class Z, but on the other hand, her intelligence is disastrous (her intelligence rank in the TRPG is G (childlike), lower than Mitsukasa in the elementary school). However, with her lively personality and somewhat childish behavior, she is popular mainly among female students.

Height: 159 cm, and her weight is undisclosed.

Abilities:

Intelligence - G

Physical Strength - A

Luck - D

Special skill is "Swordsman".

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Rion Ibuki

VA Drama: Maria Yamamoto

TRPG Player: Tsubaki Nekoi

CLAMP Academy Junior High School 2nd year Class C

14 years old

Rion was born into a prestigious family that has been responsible for overseeing spiritual abilities at a long-standing shrine for generations. She can hear the voices of spirits, and while she is still training in exorcism and other practices, her abilities are still lacking. She is popular among male students at school, but whenever someone with ulterior motives tries to approach her, spiritual disturbances occur around her, preventing anyone from getting close to her. Rion herself is unaware of the fact that she is liked by others.

Height: 157cm, Weight: 48kg

Abilities:

Intelligence - D

Physical Strength - F

Luck - B

Special Ability: "Sixth Sense"

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Kouji Takamura

VA Drama: Daisuke Sakaguchi

TRPG Player: Mokona Apapa

CLAMP Academy Elementary School Class A 6th grade

11 years old

Born into a branch family of the Takamura clan, a renowned ninja family. His cousin is Suou Takamura from the "CLAMP School Detectives" series. He has also learned ninjutsu, but as a child, his physical abilities have not yet caught up with his skills.

Height: 150cm, Weight: 46kg

Abilities:

Intelligence - F

Physical Strength - D

Luck - B

Special ability: "Ninja"

#clamp #clamp trpg #clamp paranormal investigations

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mythgirlimagines · 11 months

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I know Fusion decided to do Bandori (DVHS edition) a while back, so could we have a followup? PJSK: DVHS! Four-person units plus a Vocaloid for each, featuring "you shouldn't technically be here" this time. - II

...I definitely didn't spend twenty minutes looking for this post

Dawn to Dusk:

Oshiro (leader), Matsumoto, Ikeda, and Saito

They focus a lot on composition more than anything else, and a lot of their music is said to be best played at night. That’s usually when they have the most time to work on it, too. They don’t really fit in any one genre, though, dipping their toes into everything.

Rin and Len would be their Vocaloids since I think it’d be a funny contrast between them arguing and Oshiro and Saito arguing.

Worldwide:

Ishikawa (leader), Nakamura, Yoshida, and Maeda

This group would probably focus on multilingual songs of all kinds, blending together different styles. Ishikawa of course knows lots of languages, Nakamura knows a bit of other languages, Yoshida’s just fun, and Maeda knows Russian!

Luka is their Vocaloid, since she’s known for being bilingual. I also think she would contribute to their chaos nicely.

Blossoming:

Hamasaki (leader), Fujimoto, Yasu, and Sasaki

They’re kind of like a traditional band like Leo/need, though a lot of their music is more calming. Fujimoto’s great with writing meaningful lyrics, though he doesn’t actually play with the rest of them. Hamasaki plays guitar, Yasu’s on percussion, and Sasaki’s on keyboard. All three of them trade off vocals.

Meiko is their Vocaloid, I think mostly because I associate these four with being more mature/older sibling-figures, kind of like how I think about Meiko.

On Your Feet:

Ueda (leader), Rikimaru, Abe, and Aoyama

They’re slightly more pop-focused, kind of in the realm of dance music. It’s surprising that Abe and Aoyama are part of the group in that regard, but the four of them work incredibly well together (barring some small bickering here and there).

Kaito is their Vocaloid, and I think he’d cycle between being a sort of mediator and contributing to their excellent vibes, haha.

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Current F/O and counting:

All with multiple relationship types (romantic, platonic, Familial, or family roles) are likely with multiple alternate universes.

Comics:

Jaime Reyes aka the third blue beetle - romantic (primarily his comic runs (the first three if I remember right), young justice verse, and the couple of movies starting with TT vs JL). primarily talked about here

Khaji Da aka Scarab (DC) - platonic/Qppr

Bart Allen (DC, primarily YJ) - Platonic

Logan Howlett/Wolverine (X-Men/marvel) - Familial, Adoptive Father

Bruce Banner (Marvel) - Familial, father

Hulk - platonic

Steve Rogers - romantic

Thor - romantic

Matthew 'Matt' Murdock aka daredevil - romantic

Gamzee Makara (homestuck) - romantic (pale)

Sollux captor - romantic (flushed)

Mituna captor - platonic

Wayward Vagabond - platonic

Dave Strider - platonic

John Egbert - platonic

Anime:

Hibari Kyoya (Khr) - romantic (possibly/probably as poly)

Yamamoto Takeshi (Khr) - romantic (possibly/probably as poly)

Fon - Platonic

I-Pin - Platonic

Kakashi Hatake - romantic, both poly and solo

Shisui Uchiha (Naruto) - romantic, both poly and solo

Tobirama Senju - romantic, both poly and solo

Izuna Uchiha - romantic, both poly and solo

Naruto Uzumaki - Familial, nephew/ adoptive son/fraternal twin brother

Kushina Uzumaki - Familial, Sister/Mother

Minato Namikaze - Familial, Brother in law/Dad

Hinata Hyuuga - platonic/romantic

Hunk Garrett (voltron) - Romantic

Soul Eater Evans - romantic

Senri Shiki (vampire knight) - Romantic/Platonic

Rima Toya - Romantic/Platonic

Zero Kiryu - Platonic

Ichigo Kurosaki (Bleach) - Familial, Twin brother

Karin Kurosaki (bleach) - Familial, Younger sister

Yuzu Kurosaki (bleach) - Familial, Younger sister

Yasutora Sado aka Chad (bleach) - romantic

Toushiro Hitsugaya (bleach) - Romantic and Professional as Taichou of the 10th Division.

Kaien Shiba (bleach) - familial, cousin (known in one au)

Rangiku Matsumoto (bleach) - Platonic and Professional as Fukutaichou of the 10th Division.

Hizashi Yamada aka Present Mic (MHA) Familial, Father/Twin Brother

Eri (MHA) - Familial/Platonic, my child/niece

Himiko Toga - platonic

Ochako Uraraka - Romantic/Platonic

Izuku Midoriya - Romantic/Platonic

Tenya Iida - Romantic/Platonic

Tsuyu Asui - Romantic/Platonic

Shouto Todoroki - Romantic/Platonic

Denki Kaminari - Romantic/Platonic

Eijirou Kirishima - Romantic/Platonic

Fumikage Tokoyami - Romantic/Platonic

Dark Shadow - Platonic

Hitoshi Shinsou - romantic/Platonic/Familial, adoptive brother

Tamaki Amajiki - romantic

Mirio Togata - platonic/romantic

Nejire Hado - platonic/romantic

Taishiro Toyomitsu aka Fat Gum - Romantic/Platonic

Tensei Iida - Platonic/Familial

Shota Aizawa aka Eraserhead - Platonic/Familial

Nemuri Kayama aka Midnight - Platonic/Familial

Oboro Shirakumo (past) - Platonic/Familial

Dolcetto (fma) - romantic

Greed - Familial/Platonic, Boss, found family

Martel - Familial/Platonic, found family

Roa - Familial/Platonic, found family

Bido - Familial/Platonic, found family

Ulchi - Familial/Platonic, found family

Roy Mustang - Familial, brother

Book/TV shows/movies/movies based on books:

Fili (The Hobbit movies) - Romantic

Gimli Gloinul (Lotr movies) - Familial, cousin

Samwise Gamgee - romantic

Tauriel - platonic

Kili - Familial/Platonic, brother-in-law

Gloin - Familial, uncle

Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds) - Romantic

Penelope Garcia - Familial, cousin

Derek Morgan- platonic

Rafael Barba (Law and Order SVU) - Romantic

Wen Qing (The Untamed) - romantic

Wen Ning - Familial/Platonic

Jiang Cheng - romantic

Jiang Yanli - Familial/Platonic

Wei Wuxian - Familial/Platonic

Jin Ling - Familial

Ye Zhao (Oh My General) - Romantic

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones/GoT) - Romantic

Elia Martell - Romantic/Platonic

Aegon Targaryen - Familial

Rhaenys Targaryen - Familial

Ellaria Sand - Romantic

Tyrion Lannister - Romantic/Platonic

Lysa Arryn - Familial, Sister/Aunt/Mother

Robin Arryn - Familial, Brother/Cousin/Nephew

Jon Arryn - Familial, Uncle/Father/Brother-in-law

Catelyn Stark - Familial, Sister/Mother/Aunt

Eddard 'Ned' Stark - Familial, Father/Uncle/Brother-in-law

Robb Stark - Romantic/Familial, Brother/Cousin/Nephew

Jon Snow - Familial, Brother/Cousin/Nephew

Sansa Stark - Familial, Twin Sister/Cousin/Niece

Arya Stark - Familial, Sister/Cousin/Niece

Brandon 'Bran' Stark - Familial, Brother/Cousin/Nephew

Rickon Stark - Familial, Brother/Cousin/Nephew

Edmund Pevensie (chronicles of Narnia) - Romantic

Tadashi Hamada - romantic

Hiro Hamada - platonic

Baymax - platonic

Perseus "Percy" Jackson - Familial, half brother/cousin

Poseidon (percy jackson) - Familial, father/uncle

William Andrew Solace aka Will (percy jackson) - Familial, Half brother/cousin

Apollo (percy jackson) - Familial, Father/uncle

Luke Castellan - romantic

Alexander Lightwood (shadowhunters + books) - platonic

Isabelle Lightwood - platonic

Max Lightwood - platonic

Simon Lewis - Platonic

Clary Fray/Fairchild - Familial, Adoptive sister

Luke Garroway aka Lucian Graymark - Familial, Uncle/Father figure

Magnus Bane - platonic

William Herondale - romantic

Tessa Gray - romantic

James "Jem" Carstairs - romantic

Bolin (legend of Korra) - platonic/romantic

Bonnie Bennett (the vampire diaries) - Platonic

Caroline Forbes - platonic/Familial

Rebekah Mikaelson - Platonic/Familial/Romantic

Kol Mikaelson -Platonic/Familial/Romantic

Niklaus Mikaelson -Platonic/Familial

Elijah Mikaelson - Platonic/Familial

Finn Mikaelson - Platonic/Familial

Freya Mikaelson - Platonic/Familial

Hope Mikaelson - Familial

Hayley Marshall-Kenner - Platonic/Familial

Davina Claire - Platonic/Familial/Romantic

Marcel Gerard - Platonic/Familial/Romantic

Rosalie Hale (Twilight) - Platonic/Romantic/Familial

Emmett Cullen - Platonic/Romantic/Familial

Jasper Hale Whitlock - Platonic/Romantic/Familial

Embry Call - Platonic/Romantic

Leah Clearwater - Platonic/Romantic

Paul Lahote - Platonic/Romantic

Harry Potter - Familial, nephew/ adoptive son/fraternal twin brother

Lily Potter nee Evans - Familial, Sister/Mother

James Potter - Familial, Brother in law/Dad

Neville Longbottom (HP) - Platonic

Cedric Diggory (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

Theodore Nott (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

William "Bill" Weasley (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

Charles "Charlie" Weasley (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

Percy Weasley (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

Fred Weasley (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

George Weasley (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

Luna Lovegood (HP) - Familial/Platonic

Susan Bones (HP) - Platonic

Blaise Zabini (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

Daphne Greengrass (HP) - Platonic

Tracy Davis (HP) - Platonic

Padma Patil (HP) - Platonic

Parvati Patil (HP) - Platonic

Penelope Clearwater (HP) - Platonic

Nymphadora Tonks (HP) - Platonic

Remus Lupin (HP) - Platonic/Familial

Sirius Black (HP) - Platonic/Familial

Regulus Black (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

Fleur Delcour (HP) - Romantic/Platonic

Games:

Asra Alnazar - romantic

Portia Devorak - romantic

Wyll Ravengard (bg3) - romantic

Jenevelle Hallowleaf aka Shadowheart (bg3) - romantic

Karlach Cliffgate (bg3) - romantic

Thancred Waters (FF14) - romantic

Ascilia aka Minfilia Warde - Platonic

Owyne - romantic/Platonic

Ryne Waters - Platonic/Familial

Alisaie Leveilleur (FF14) - Romantic

Alphinaud Leveilleur (FF14) - Platonic/Familial, Brother-in-law

Regis Lucis Caelum (FF15) - Familial, father

Noctis Lucis Caelum - Familial, half brother

Sylva Via Fleuret - Familial, aunt

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret - Familial, Cousin

Ravus Nox Fleuret - Familial, Cousin

Tredd Furia - Familial, Adoptive cousin/brother figure

Luche Lazarus - platonic

Axis Arra - platonic

Sonitus Bellum - platonic

Nyx Ulric - romantic

Libertus Ostium - platonic

Crowe Altius - platonic/romantic

Pelna Khara - platonic/romantic

Gladiolus 'Gladio' Amicitia - platonic

Ignis Scientia - platonic

Prompto Argentum - platonic

Link (loz) - romantic

Zelda - Familial, half Sister

Riju - Familial, distant relative

Sidon - romantic

Mipha - romantic

Gorou (Genshin Impact) - platonic/Romantic

Itto Arataki - platonic/romantic

Childe aka Tartaglia - Familial, half brother

Nilou - platonic

Kaedehara Kazuha - platonic/romantic

Kamisato Ayaka - platonic

Kamisato Ayato - platonic

Sans (undertale) - Romantic/Platonic/Familial, brother figure

Papyrus - platonic/Familial, Brother figure

Asriel Dreemurr - platonic/romantic

Napstablook - Familial/Platonic, Brother figure

Rosalina (Mario) - Familial, mother figure

Bowser - romantic

King Boo - romantic

Sun (fnaf) - romantic

Moon - romantic

Mei-Ling Zhou (overwatch) - Romantic

Snowball - platonic

Brigitte Lindholm - Romantic

Genji Shimada - Platonic/Romantic

GLaDOS - platonic

Brewster (animal crossing) - Familial

Celeste - Romantic

Blathers - Platonic

Tom Nook - platonic

Timothy 'Timmy' Nook - Familial, nephew

Thomas 'Tommy' Nook - Familial, nephew

Redd - Platonic

Duolingo - Platonic

Fanfics (likely i haven't had the chance to read the source material but the fics are good):

Bharin Kalzik (TBDH) - Familial, father figure

Patrick Kalzik - Familial, father figure

Surajini Kalzik - Familial, mother figure

Quinten Auwren Kalzik - Romantic

Dyshoka Kalzik - Familial, sister figure

Ithycar Deveraine - Familial

Bahn Deveraine - Familial

Aracle Insen Deveraine - Familial

Greta Deveraine - Familial

Ilsa Gorgens Deveraine - Familial, mother figure

Ariki Deveraine - Romantic

#Circles upon Circles #F/O Masterlist

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PLUS...ACTORS PROFILES #6

Name: JUN MATSUMOTO

Nickname: MATSUJUN

Birthdate: August 30, 1983 [VIRGO]

Nationality: Japanese

Born: Toshima, Tokyo Japan

Career: ACTOR ▪︎ SINGER ▪︎ DANCER ▪︎ MODEL ▪︎

RADIO HOST ▪︎ CONCERT DIRECTOR

Notable Roles:

Debut Role: Teddy in STAND BY ME in 1997

Stage Work:

Bernardo in West Side Story (2004)

Carl Trask in East of Eden (2005) Leading Role

Sasuke Kuhibi in Byakuya no Valkyrie (2006) Lead

Shinji Shinjuku in Aa, Kōya (2011) Lead Role

TV Work:

Shunichi Yoneda in Hoken Chosa-in Shigarami Taro no Jikenbo (1997 TV Special)

Mori in Bokura no Yuki Miman Toshi (1997)

Tōru Kitamura in Another Heart (1997)

Yu in BOYS BE Jr. (1998)

Takuji Ohno in Hitsuyo no Nai Hito (1998)

Retsu Nikaido Kosuke Fukunaga in Nekketsu Ren'ai-do (1999)

S in Kowai Nichiyobi: Furugiya (1999)

Himself in V no Arashi (1999)

Yusuke in Shijo Saiakun no Deto (2000)

Hajime Kindaichi in Kindaichi Shonen no Jikenbo 3 (2001)

Shin Sawada in Gokusen/Gokusen Returns (2002)

Shin Sawada in Yoika no Mikata/Gokusen SP (2003)

Momo/Takeshi Goda in Kimi wa Petto (2003)

Sato Kosuke in Propose (2005)

Domyouji Tsukuba in Hana Yori Dango (2005)

Takada Kazuo in Yonimo Kimyona Monogatari (2006)

Domyouji Tsukuba in Hana Yori Dango Returns (2007)

Shogo Ban in Bambino (2007) Lead Role

Hayato Yamaguchi in Myu no Anyo Papa ni Ageru (2008)

Vito Hayakawa in Smile (2009)Lead Role

Nozomu Goto in Saigo no Yakusoku (2010)

Yoshio Yame in Wegaya no Rekishi (2010)

Kaibutsu-kun Butler in Kaibutsu-kun (2010)

Taiga Kusunoki in Natsu no koi wa Nijiiro ni Kagayaku (2010) Lead Role

Himself in Bartender (2011) Guest Appearance

Shuntaro Tokita in Mou Yuukai Nante Shinai (2012)

in Lucky Seven (2012)

in Lucky Seven SP (2013)

Wataru in Hajimari no Uta SP (2013)

Sota Koyurugi in Shitsuren Chocolatier (2014)

Hiroto Miyama in 99.9 Criminal Lawyer (2016)

Mori Eguchi in Bokura no Yuki: Miman Toshi SP (2017)

Hiroto Miyama in 99.9 Criminal Lawyer Season 2 (2018)

Domyouji Tsukuba in Hana Nochi Hare~Hanadan Next Season (2018) Guest Appearance Episode 1

Takeshiro Matsuura in Eien Nishipa~Hokkaido to Nazuketa Otoko Matsuura Takeshiro Kara (2019)

Chikara Nakagoshi in Tonari no Chikara (2022)

Tokugawa Ieyasu in Dosuru Ieyasu (2023)

Roles in Films or Movies:

1998 in SHINJUKU SHONEN TANTEIDAN as Kentaro Kanzaki

2002 in PIKANCHI LIFE IS HARD DAKEDO HAPPY as Rentaro Futaba (Bon)

2004 in PIKANCHI LIFE IS HARD DAKARA HAPPY as Rentaro Futaba (Bon)

2005 in TOKYO TOWER as KOJI

2007 in BOKU WA IMOTO NI KOI O SURU as Yori Yuki

2007 in KIIROI NAMIDA as Yuji Katsumada

2008 in KAKUSHI TORIDE NO SAN'AKUNIN: THE LAST PRINCESS

2008 in HANA YORI DANGO FINAL as Domyouji Tsukuba

2013 in GIRL IN A SUNNY PLACE (HIDAMARI NO KANOJO) as Okuda Kosuke

2014 in PIKANCHI LIFE IS HARD TABUN HAPPY as Rentaro Futaba (Bon)

2017 in NARRATAGE as TAKASHI HAYAMA

2021 in 99.9 CRIMINAL LAWYER: THE MOVIE as Hiroto Miyama

An actor of stage, television as well as movies does not keep this man busy enough he is also in a boy band ARASHI (since 1999) and he serves them as concert production since 2000 as well as other singers but mainly his own group. Also a concert director.

He has done several commercials as well including KFC JAPAN, NINTENDO, KIKKOMAN & HATACHI to name a few.

I came to know of Jun Matsumoto as Domyouji Tsukuba in the Hana Yori Dango Series and Movie Finale. He also took on the role a 4th time in a new generation version of the story called Hana Nochi Hare.

This guy has talent like crazy and very handsome. He doesn't seem to be stopping. Which his fans love I'm sure. And ARASHI is definitely fun to watch. They look like they're having so much fun. Plus the members of the group have also acted with him in movies and series.

@pose4photoml

#ACTORS PROFILES 6 #GIFS by ME #JAPANESE #ACTOR #SINGER #DANCER #HOST OF TV & RADIO #DOMYOUJI TSUKUBA #HANA YORI DANGO #HANDSOME #ENERGETIC #ARASHI #JOHNNY & ASSOCIATES

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Top 100 Films

I made this list a few days ago after feeling irritated at the predictability and staleness of the Sight & Sound list, but really I think this a good moment for me to make this list for myself. As you will see from my end of year list in a month, the emergence of a continuous type of filmmaking - Tiktok and Douyin filmmakers posting every day, Youtubers posting every few days - presents a new kind of problem for me who actually wants to make lists that do justice to beautiful filmmaking movements. So this may be the last time to even really want to make an all time list that focuses on the indvidual works rather than the directors filmographies as continuous entities. Although I couldn’t make a normal top 10 poll, and it was better in the end to have a 100 poll as an alternative to the full list, I have put in bold 7 films which I would definitely put in a top 10.

Hypocrites (dir. Lois Weber, 1915)

7th Heaven (dir. Frank Borzage, 1927)

Themes and Variations (dir. Germaine Dulac, 1928)

The Seashell and the Clergyman (dir. Germaine Dulac, 1928)

City Lights (dir. Charlie Chaplin, 1931)

Le métro (dir. Georges Franju & Henri Langlois, 1934)

The Story of the Last Chrysanthemum (dir. Kenji Mizoguchi, 1939)

Bambi (dir. David Hand, 1942)

Now, Voyager (dir. Irving Rapper, 1942)

Meet Me in St. Louis (dir. Vincente Minnelli, 1944)

Spring in a Small Town (dir. Fei Mu, 1948)

Song of Love (dir. Jean Genet, 1950)

Awaara (dir. Raj Kapoor, 1951)

Gate of Hell (dir. Teinosuke Kinugasa, 1953)

Sansho the Bailiff (dir. Kenji Mizoguchi, 1954)

The Night of the Hunter (dir. Charles Laughton, 1955)

Pyaasa (dir. Guru Dutt, 1957)

The Cranes are Flying (dir. Mikhail Kalatozov, 1957)

Vertigo (dir. Alfred Hitchcock, 1958)

Gertrud (dir. Carl Theodor Dreyer, 1964)

The Young Girls of Rochefort (dir. Jacques Demy, 1967)

For My Crushed Right Eye (dir. Toshio Matsumoto, 1969)

Everything Visible is Empty (dir. Toshio Matsumoto, 1975)

Atman (dir. Toshio Matsumoto, 1975)

In the Realm of the Senses (dir. Nagisa Oshima, 1976)

House (dir. Nobuhiko Obayashi, 1977)

¡Que viva México! (dir. Sergei Eisenstein, 1979)

Spacy (dir. Takashi Ito, 1981)

Drill (dir. Takashi Ito, 1983)

Ghost (dir. Takashi Ito, 1984)

Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind (dir. Hayao Miyazaki, 1984)

Sabishinbou (dir. Nobuhiko Obayashi, 1985)

Alice (dir. Jan Svankmajer, 1988)

Gang of Four (dir. Jacques Rivette, 1989)

The Stranger (dir. Satyajit Ray, 1991)

A Scene at the Sea (dir. Takeshi Kitano, 1991)

Cardiogram (dir. Darezhan Omirbaev, 1995)

The Neon Bible (dir. Terence Davies, 1995)

Kids Return (dir. Takeshi Kitano, 1996)

The River (dir. Tsai Ming-liang, 1997)

Monochrome Head (dir. Takashi Ito, 1997)

April Story (dir. Shunji Iwai, 1998)

The Silence (dir. Mohsen Makhmalbaf, 1998)

Histoire(s) du cinéma (dir. Jean-Luc Godard, 1998)

Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace (dir. George Lucas, 1999)

OH! Super Milk Chan (dir. Kiyohiro Omori, 2000)

Brother (dir. Takeshi Kitano, 2000)

Spirited Away (dir. Hayao Miyazaki, 2001)

Mulholland Drive (dir. David Lynch, 2001)

Atanarjuat: The Fast Runner (dir. Zacharias Kunuk, 2001)

A.I. Artificial Intelligence (dir. Steven Spielberg, 2001)

Avalon (dir. Mamoru Oshii, 2001)

Dolls (dir. Takeshi Kitano, 2002)

Star Wars: Episode II - Attack of the Clones (dir. George Lucas, 2002)

Father and Son (dir. Aleksandr Sokurov, 2003)

Waiting for Happiness (dir. Abderrahmane Sissako, 2003)

3-iron (dir. Kim Ki-duk, 2004)

Tie Xi Qu: West of the Tracks (dir. Wang Bing, 2004)

Tropical Malady (dir. Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004)

Celestial Subway Lines/Salvaging Noise (dir. Ken Jacobs, 2005)

Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith (dir. George Lucas, 2005)

Seven Intellectuals in Bamboo Forest, Part III (dir. Yang Fudong, 2006)

Fantascope 'Tylostoma' (dir. Yoshitaka Amano, 2006)

Lady in the Water (dir. M. Night Shyamalan, 2006)

Inland Empire (dir. David Lynch, 2006)

United Red Army (dir. Koji Wakamatsu, 2007)

Paranoid Park (dir. Gus Van Sant, 2007)

City of Ember (dir. Gil Kenan, 2008)

Assault Girls (dir. Mamoru Oshii, 2009)

AKB48 - Heavy Rotation (dir. Mika Ninagawa, 2010)

Jewelpet Twinkle (dir. Takashi Yamamoto, 2011)

Spring Breakers (dir. Harmony Korine, 2013)

'Til Madness Do Us Part (dir. Wang Bing, 2013)

The Tale of the Princess Kaguya (dir. Isao Takahata, 2013)

EXID - UP&DOWN (dir. Digipedi, 2014)

Tokyo Tribe (dir. Sion Sono, 2014)

Garm Wars: The Last Druid (dir. Mamoru Oshii, 2014)

88:88 (dir. Isiah Medina, 2015)

Creepy (dir. Kiyoshi Kurosawa, 2016)

Daguerreotype (dir. Kiyoshi Kurosawa, 2016)

Before We Vanish (dir. Kiyoshi Kurosawa, 2017)

Idizwadidiz (dir. Isiah Medina, 2017)

Ending (dir. Isiah Medina & Philip Hoffman, 2017)

TWICE - LIKEY (dir. NAIVE, 2017)

Blade Runner 2049 (dir. Denis Villeneuve, 2017)

Ready Player One (dir. Steven Spielberg, 2018)

The Grand Bizarre (dir. Jodie Mack, 2018)

Eden is a Cave (dir. Alexandre Galmard, 2019)

OH MY GIRL - The Fifth Season (dir. Yoo Sung-kyun, 2019)

TWICE - FANCY (dir. NAIVE, 2019)

Alita: Battle Angel (dir. Robert Rodriguez, 2019)

OH MY GIRL - Nonstop (dir. Yoo Sung-kyun, 2020)

IZ*ONE - Secret Story of the Swan (dir. Ziyong Kim, 2020)

s01e03 (dir. Kurt Walker, 2020)

The Last of Us Part II (dir. Neil Druckmann, Anthony Newman & Kurt Margenau, 2020)

Eternal Love of Dream (dir. Yang Xuan, 2020)

おはようございます～ (dir. 小柔SeeU, 2020)

bande fucking annonce (dir. Rafael Cavallini, 2021)

高能来袭～准备好了吗？ (dir. 小柔SeeU, 2021)

NewJeans - Hurt (dir. Shin Hee-won, 2022)

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