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banqanas · 9 months

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HIGH&LOW EASTER EGGS: MERCY’S HOUSE

In another post, I highlighted that most graffiti in the movie’s backgrounds is a reference to Exile Tribe songs, but in this post I want to focus on easter eggs that’s actually related to the characters in the series.

In Mashii Takehiko’s character profile from the official website, it says:

Suzuran Boys High School 3rd Year student who is also known as Mercy. He lives in a small rundown apartment together with his mother in Toaru city. He has been best friends with Raoh ever since Jr High School and one of the few people Raoh can open up to. Academically smart, Mercy is more than capable to apply to a better school but decided to follow his instincts and enrolled in Suzuran with Raoh. Peculiar guys started gathering around the two, and before they realised, the elite Raoh Faction was formed. He is known as the calm and collected No.2 of the faction. His personality is alike to Housen’s Odajima. The two get along and sometimes exchange information with each other.

The picture above is the scene where we are introduced to Mercy’s home.

If you look closely, the room on the right is full with graffitis, and if you look closer, you can see Mercy’s name written on the walls.

TL note: One point breakthrough is something from Sun Tzu’s Art of War. It has no relevance whatsoever. The person who wrote it probably just wanted to write the most sophisticated phrase they knew and it’s not even the full phrase.

BUT!

In the next scene, we see that Mercy’s house is the one next door, 102.

Which brings the question, why are all those threats and graffitis written at the wrong house?

My personal headcanon is that the Mashii family originally lived in Room 101. They probably had some financial problems and started getting harassed for the owed money. So instead of directed to Mercy, the graffiti around their front door were probably threats for the Mashii family in general. At one point they decided to run away to a different city (or so they say), except that they just moved next door. Notice how they make it look deserted with random things and accumulated trash in front of the house.

I also think that the broken doorbell for 102 is a way to make outsiders doubt that anyone lives there and only Mercy’s the one who answers the door (in case their cover is blown, he could somehow manage whoever that comes).

But I don’t think that the ‘Die Mercy’ graffiti was written by the money lender, instead its probably done by a different party (someone who got their ass beaten by Mercy in the past) who just thinks that he still lives there.

Tl;dr: high&low real lores are stored in the background walls 👍

#high & low the worst x #mashii takehiko #in terms of highlow i am a mashii liker first #i have overanalyse all the crumbs we have of him #ONCE AGAIN ASKING FOR A SUZURAN MANGA PLEASE #I NEED TO SEE MASHII MAMA………#feel free to add your opinions 👍#banantls #this is more of a rambling post but i translated some stuffs so it counts as atl #high&low #suzuran

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swaggycheese · 6 months

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Spit Two

#kid icarus uprising #kid icarus #dark pit #pittoo #Blapi #Good lord it’s December already #Anyways. thinking about him again <3 #I love my sons Nintendo please bring them back #I need some crumbs it’s been so long since we’ve had a feast #Idk if I’ll make any Christmas art or not but Happy Holidays everyone

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crowskullls · 3 months

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Kings duo… oughhh…. Wherre are they

#I miss them so much. oh my god #I’ve been going insane why does nobody else talk about them #me and my bestie who keeps betraying me over and over again #me and the guy I keep teaming with and then betraying over and over again #I’m like a little ant. need crumbs #where are you guys…. kings duo enjoyers…. please.

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smoothie03 · 3 months

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Oh, to see Hws Knights Templar again

#Hima please I can't keep just being satisfied with the crumbs we got in 2014 I need to see him again #I'm begging you #I'm going delulu

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moderncryptid · 1 year

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I feel like Damien would have to go cry in the shower for like several hours if someone kissed his forehead.

#yeah I'm listening to the podcast and getting sad about my favorite horrible man again #i just have so much love in my heart for him and he's so pathetic #but i also do think he needs just like a tiny bit of happiness #a crumb for my man please #damien gorham #the bright sessions

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kingofanemptyworld · 6 months

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guess who’s emphatically not ready for jujutsu kaisen day this week

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #me. it’s me. I’m not ready #the shibuya arc is amazing incredible showstopping etc #except for the parts where I sob uncontrollably and question all the choices that have led me to this point in my life #the suffering just doesn’t stop #once again desperate for okkotsu crumbs at the end of the season #I need something to heal my soul please

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kimtaegis · 10 months

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I'm reblogging retweeting and liking every Jimin post like my life depends on it. I missed him so much, can he come back

you and me both honey, you and me both

#please don’t disappear on us again now 😔🥲 I’ll need him SO bad the coming weeks and months sigh I’ll take every mimi crumb I can get #anon #annie’s mail

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rexscanonwife · 2 years

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TOO MANY things vying for my attention so my stupid brain has decided to focus on NONE OF THEM

#jane journals #ahfjfjg just autistic things #i got weegee there popping his head in again like 'may i please have a crumb of affection 🥺' and ofc he can #but ive also got dhmis and star wars is ALWAYS there in the back of my mind #none of them are feeling like the BIG FOCUS rn tho #my brain better figure it out tho cause i need one or else i die

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lecliss · 1 year

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Have to stop and be emotional cuz Im at the whisper boss fight that symbolizes Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo and oh my god. Oh my god. My boys. I want them back so bad. They are my sons!!!! Especially Kadaj!!!!! AC is 2 years in the future, theres no chance of them appearing ever again and its making me more emotional!!!!! I just want more triplets content, but not like this!!!!!

#look. hard mode had weiss added as a bonus boss. sooooooo whos to saaaay... maaaaaybeeee... we could get a triplets bonus boss #at the northern crater mayhaps???? 👀👀👀👀👀 plz plz plz plz plz plz square i love them they are my sons gimme gimme gimme gimme #i already had a craving for more triplets content when kadaj played a big part in vayne's intersecting wills in omnia #AND HE'LL OBVIOUSLY PLAY ANOTHER BIG ROLE WHEN HE AND VAYNE BECONE RELEVENT IN THR PLOT AGAIN #so i want more triplets content!!!! PLEASE I NEED MY BOYS. GIVE CRUMBS OF SOMETHING THAT ISNT IN OMNIA FOR THR LOVE OF GOD #ALSO SEEING ZACK AGAIN MADE ME SAD AAAAAAAAAAAAAA #personal

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krustybob · 7 months

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ok the opening reanimated segment fucking RULED

#zees #i wasnt crazy about the rest of it though really. cant wait for it to be posted online so i can watch the opener one billion more times #im saving EVERY FRAME im getting MENTALLY ILL over it i need to see them bant again please god #see you all in presumably another 4 to 5 years. unless they release my husband from time prison sooner than that please god PLEASE #that was like. a teaspoon of catnip. a crumb. please god hlep me its not enough i need a stronger hit

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saetoru · 9 months

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Tee…

I’m now on my hands and knees BEGGING for bully Gojo who is (secretly) DISGUSTINGLY IN LOVE over the reader PLEASE ANY CRUMBS I WILL TAKE

(you don’t actually have to write this it was just a nice thought)

idkkkkk if it’s rly bully gojo—but he’s definitely a real cunt for sure.

i just think about an asshole! gojo a lot like he’s ur lab partners or something and he does that stereotypical jerk move where he’s like “seriously ?? her ??” when he’s first paired with you. and he’s just naturally an douche, yk ?? wears sunglasses indoors and makes jokes at the professors expense under his breath that gets him snickers and snorts from his frat guys in his class. has to be asked more than once to “please keep it down in the middle of class” by wtv prof he’s in class with.

and he ofc makes u do all the work bc he can’t be bothered—and on the rare occasion that he is bothered, he just does a poor job that’s the bare minimum and sloppy enough that ur like wtv i’ll just do it myself. and then ofc sometimes u don’t have a choice but to meet up to finish something after class every now and then—he wouldn’t care to, but he actually needs to know the stuff for the final report he has to write individually, so he begrudgingly meets up with you, and sometimes you notice his friends give you an amused look when he walks up with them. they snicker before they leave as he sits with you. sometimes they make a snide comment here and there like “have fun with ur super hot date” that makes him roll his eyes—he doesn’t do much to hide the look of distaste on his face.

but then—and he doesn’t even know when it happens—you start to slowly grow on him. because ur actually pretty snarky urself, sometimes making a dry comment here and there about the professor and his stupid bald headed self. sometimes a girl in the distance laughs too hard a group of guys that u roll ur eyes and mumble how “if i had a voice like that i’d never laugh in public” and it makes him snort a bit without meaning to. sometimes you stare daggers at the person who has their music so loud thru their headphones they can’t help but notice u and turn it down in embarrassment. ur actually not as much of a pushover as he thought—you just genuinely think he’s too incapable to help u out that you’ve just shrugged him off and started doing his part. it’s an easy weekly lab class anyway, you don’t need him—and then he realizes that u rly just don’t care for him. his little snickers at u with his friends and their snide comments roll off ur back bc well…he’s him—an asshole little frat boy and u didn’t expect anything better from him. so it makes him a little intrigued—maybe a little wounded in his pride, deep down, because no one has ever been indifferent to him before. they’re either madly in love, or they hate his guts, or they follow his lead. either works—he still gets the attention he craves.

but u just don’t rly care. and ur actually pretty cool, and kinda sorta funny in a way no one else is. he likes it…and fuck, now he’s starting to like you. he can tell bc when his friends ask how his little date with you went, he starts getting a bit huffy ab it bc they don’t need to talk about you. they don’t even know you…but also….its not a date. and that’s the worst part. sometimes it feels like a date. almost—sometimes you both decide to take a break in between and go get a coffee or a light snack. sometimes he’s even paid (to which you look mildly shocked before politely thanking him) and you both walk back to the library while u make light banter and it’s…well, fun. and nice. and your laugh is pretty. and your smile is kinda cute and he (though he hates to admit it) rly likes it when u laugh because of him.

and then things start to get messy—really, he didn’t mean for it to start this way. he really was meaning to ask you in a genuine manner to see u again once the semester was finished. because he’s actually started pulling his weight—he wants u to see him for someone who’s smart. satoru is actually rly rly smart and no one knows it because he doesn’t rly show it but he is. he wants u to see that side of him—somehow there’s some sick validation he rly needs from you knowing he’s not a dense frat guy who drinks and fucks until 3 am every night. so he starts doing his parts and actually communicates with u about sections. so starts ur texting routine—sometimes a little longer than u rly need to for just doing a lab together. sometimes it’s “did u hear ab that girl in our class getting dumped in front of the kfc ??” and sometimes it’s “god our prof rly needs to get some pussy” and other times it’s “look what the guy who sits behind us just posted on his story” and it leads to a few long convos that admittedly…are rly fun. ur so fun. he likes it. he rly does like u and he thinks maybe….maybe he’s grown on u too and you know what ?? satoru’s always a jerk but ur nice and who’s to say he can’t be nice too ?? just for one person. for u, he can be a nice guy—u carried lab all on ur own long enough that u deserve it anyway.

until he gets swayed in that way only a coward can. in that way you do when ur used to being “the man” around ur friends and ur too pressured to keep up that energy for appearances sake bc u don’t wanna be the laughing stock who softened up for “some nerdy chick who’s a nobody.” so he laughs when they laugh at the fact that ur probably “still a virgin who’s never touched a guy before” and then they’re patting gojo on the back and shoving at his shoulder as they laugh harder and suggest that “y’know what would be so funny man ?? if u took her virginity. you could probably do it.”

the thought is sickening because…satoru wouldn’t want to fuck you like that. god, you have him caring about when and how he fucks you—in fact, just thinking about you lewdly makes him feel guilty. disrespectful, even. you’re more than a fleshlight for his dick. since when did he become so respectful ?? but he doesn’t know how to say no, especially when everyone starts agreeing one after the other—and oh no, now they’re betting on how quickly he can do it….and oh, now it’s not just fucking. now it’s “how long until you think she’s head over heels for you? man, that would be a sight, huh ??”

and….well, satoru decides it couldn’t hurt, right ?? he does want to be romantically involved so that would include you being head over heels. hopefully. fingers crossed. and he doesn’t rly want to seem lame in front of the guys either, so he gets to keep both sides of the coin, so is it really that bad ?? maybe not the right idea but certainly the right execution. he’ll treat you well—that much he’s confident of. so he forces out a laugh and says “gimme a month or two, you’ll see.”

and a month or two they give him. and a month or two it takes—but not for you to be head over heels. it’s him who’s utterly and completely obsessed and fallen head first and whatever else they say to describe love because wow. this must be what it is. this must be that stupid fairytale shit they always talk about because fuck, no one has ever looked at him like that. like he’s some miracle to this earth and some wonder only you know of—like you hope it stays that way and that he’s yours and yours alone and no one else comes in to take him away. satoru really likes being yours, it kinda feels better than you being his. being yours means you hold him like that at night and wake him up to a kiss between his brows and sometimes, when he gets those migraines he’s prone to getting, you always seem to know. always seem to understand when to close the blinds and keep quiet and wrap him up in the covers as you rub your thumbs over his temples soothingly.

he almost forgets about that silly little bet he made two months ago when he’s around you. actually, he forgets everything when he’s around you. he’s only ever thinking about you, you, you. when he comes back to his frat house, on the other hand, they’re all gathered around waiting for the newest details. how you must’ve been so pathetically star struck by him. how you must be embarrassingly bad at kissing. how you must stutter over every other word around him. how you must be making a complete and utter fool of urself trying to impress him and be someone you’re not bc the real you would never pique his interest.

they’re wrong ofc. if anyone’s star struck, it’s satoru bc how the hell are u so…cool ?? and so funny and witty and carefree ?? and you’re good at kissing—have him chasing your lips with a whine every time. sometimes you even chuckle at him when he does and make him blush a bit. he’s the one who stutters over his words when he sees you in your little date night outfits. sometimes he watches you drink from your straw and his brain short circuits a little until you snap at him and ask him in confusion if he’s alright. but the real kicker ?? it’s that if anyone’s pretending, it’s satoru. you’re always just you—unapologetically so, that it’s endearing and beautiful and so unearthly he wonders how he got so lucky. but him ?? he’s always acting like some guy he’s not. some chivalrous guy who opens doors and pushes out seats and kisses the back of hands and waits at least a few dates before even considering fucking. some nice, sweet, genuine guy who’s deserving.

he’s not that—never was. if you knew the real him, you’d leave in a heartbeat. it’s a scary thought. a raw feeling he doesn’t like. makes him feel all self conscious and insecure and all that weird shit he never thought he’d feel.

he tries. so hard, he tries to make them forget about that silly little bet and just slowly drop it and maybe even forget ur dating so he can just stay living this peaceful little fantasy with you—but that’s stupid. that’s naive. it’s been 4 months and enough is enough—the guys need to see the look on ur face when u realize what a fool ur being and satoru is “being a lazy ass who’s too comfortable not having for work for pussy these days.” so then there’s a video going around. it’s everyone gathered around on the couch drunk and talking about you. and satoru. you both, in fact. how it’s been two months and u seem desperate for his attention with the shrill little voice you use to call him toru, baby! it’s so, so fucking embarrassing, they say. how you think he likes it. (he does. god he does so much, it hurts. he loves it, actually, when you call him that. makes him feel special in a way he never has.) but then, the worst, most disgustingly nauseous part of the whole thing is when satoru laughs along and plays into their awful words. just lets them talk about you like you’re some piece of meat. something for him to chew up and spit out after he has a taste or you. not even worth savoring and enjoying. he laughs along and agrees—you’re nothing special and he can’t wait until he’s free of you.

that part hurts. that part sucks the most—when he acts like he didn’t tremble under your touch every time you kissed him. like he didn’t beg you to stay just five more minutes! before walking out the door to go home. he acts one way in front of you and one way in front of them and what’s worse ?? you don’t know which one is real. couldn’t tell even if your life was on the line to decide. because there’s no way he’s that good at pretending to be desperately in love, no fucking way. but there’s also no way he can be in love if he’s talking about you like that. that’s not what love is—that’s not what love feels like. that’s not what it means to someone.

you don’t know which satoru is the real one, but you know that neither is worth your time. not if he can’t stick to it.

it’s terrible thing—the way you break up. it’s messy and teary and he’s begging, he’s actually begging. he never thought he’d do that. but he doesn’t even hesitate to plead for you to hear him out. baby, please let me explain. wait, please don’t walk away—please just listen! i can explain.

he can’t explain, though when you as him to. stands there with a bitten bottom lip and teary eyes that are pleading you to just stay with him. to overlook this and just … ignore it like it’s nothing. like what he did and said was just nothing and you can shrug it off like you’re nothing too. like your feelings are nothing and so is your worth and that’s why you should just ignore the way he absolutely destroyed your pride and reputation and dignity and worse….every ounce of your love.

such deep, raw, pure love—it’s almost enough to heal every dry crack and crevice of this earth and bring it back to life.

you look at him with teary eyes and something so broken, it makes him feel like dirt beneath your feet.

“it’s embarrassing, satoru,” you hiss that night through tears, “you’re in your twenties getting a degree and you’re still just a high school bully. life’s really gonna kick you in the ass some day.”

life’s already kicking him in the ass as soon as you walk out. the air is colder. the world is dimmer. food doesn’t taste as good and fuck—there is just so much loneliness when you have no one to be yourself with. when there’s no you.

but he supposes you’re right though—he is just a bully. it’s pathetic, really. and maybe it’s for the best. maybe you don’t deserve someone who’s only ever known how to feel good because someone else doesn’t.

#bye #this is so obnoxiously long for a silly little jumble of thoughts #maybe i’ll flesh it out and make it an actual fic tho #bully! gojo tag

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rafeysdoll · 13 days

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⊹ sending rafe videos of you touching yourself without him doesn’t go without a cruel punishment.

you whine loudly, hot tears falling down your pitiful sad face one by one — cheeks almost as wet as your leaky, covered pussy.

“doesn’t feel nice, does it dollface?” rafe groans between gritted teeth before pumping his second load of pearly cum on your stomach, the whole show only making you more frantic and desperate.

you whimper, thrashing your tied wrists around in a weak, hopeless attempt to somehow get out of the fuzzy handcuffs your boyfriend bound you to. “rafey!! please— please.” you hiccup, wide eyes full of despair. “i need it,” you wail.

“nah. nah you don’t fucking need it, you— you just fucking want it.” he spits back, lifting up your damp underwear at your thigh before lowering his sensitive cock and nudging it between your pussy and panties. “learn the damn difference.”

slowly, he pushes himself back and forth in, the friction of it all quickly getting him hard again — jaw slacking back down. “oh shit,” he sputters, concentrating on his pleasure.

“daddy,” you break, taking in a small shaky breath before continuing, “please, cmonn!” you plead, tight aching hole clenching around nothing.

he shakes his head, biting his lip down to conceal a broken whimper. “well— well maybe you should’ve thought twice about what you did. sending me those videos, thinking you— you could just get away it? you gotta be fucking dumb.” he ridicules, mean words sliding off his tongue easily.

it was absolutely humiliating — the way he harshly spoke, and the way it didn’t ever fail to make you collect up even more slick and arousal through your puffy folds, a soft whine pulling from your glossy lips as your poor cunt throbs in need.

you wiggle your hips a little, wanting only the smallest crumb of relief, hissing softly when his tip rubs up on your clit. “oh, there. there..” you mewl, body twitching underneath him at that slightest touch.

you finally think it’s over when he gives a light chuckle — lowering your panties down to your thighs to properly circle your nub with the end of his dick.

an obvious smirk plays on his face when you mumble low ‘thank you’s’ over and over as he trails one hand to your face, caressing your tear stained cheek before mumbling gently, “poor kitty has had enough, hm?”

you can’t help but pout, nodding weakly. “yea- yea..” you whisper pathetically, wide eyes staring up at him for empathy.

you couldn’t be more far off.

“yea? guess that’s too fucking bad. real shame.”

and as quickly as it came, it quickly stops. he withdraws his hips back from you and cuts it off completely, pulling your panties back up.

the same fingers that caressed your cheek now tap at the side of your temple. “you really, really gotta use that brain more. did— did you really think it would be that easy?” he adds.

frustration and ache quickly rises up in you, once more tugging on the handcuffs clicked to the bed, desperate to get out of your confines. desperate to just get your orgasm. “that— that was so mean! you can’t just—”

he shoves his fingers in your mouth before you can continue, shaking his head. “nah, don’t even fucking start complaining. you deserved that shit.”

a muffled sob escapes your throat, fighting the urge to instinctively suck on his fingers.

“gonna have to wait a little more, just like i did.” he seals, scoffing lightly. “it’s alright though, you can keep going for me, right? sorta owe me.”

you shut your eyes tightly, too ashamed to look at him. he was sick. utterly sick.

but.. you were perfect for each other, because you got off of it every single time.

you slowly peek open your eyes, now letting yourself gently suck on his fingers, humming against themself and nodding.

“atta girl.”

mean rafe <3 sorta hate the ending i rushed :( buttttt huge thanks to @kevsfuckingbox for helping me make this ^_^!! if you like, please give feedback and a reblog 🩷 it means so much!

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