#I CAN MAKE IT ABOUT YUKI. IT STILL WORKS. it's fine.

[icharchivist]

the worst with getting friends into a3 and trying to not spoil them is that when they get to roast Sakyo (lovingly) i can’t reply to them “things Azami would say”  and i have to bite my fist and wait.

#ichatalks about a3 #kiri dont look #aranarumei made a post teasing Sakyo's fashion sense and it's taking every strength in my body to not go 'Azami would say that' #kiri just finished Awakening moon so i have to wait a little but i can't say anything for now. what a torture. #it happened too when another friend got into a3 and was roasting him (lovingly) #and i was just oh Azami would love what you say so much #and the funny part is that i had sent said friend an a3 character test to know what chara they had the closest vibe to #and the test answered Azami and they sent me '? whatever that mean' #and it was like. 2 hours before they sent me something roasting Sakyo as they were reading the prologue #and i was there. laughing and biting my fist to try to avoid spilling spoilers. #Azami would be so proud of all of you. #(of course i mean roasting that came from a place of love. no characterhate in sight <3) #waIT SINCE KIRI'S MESSAGE IS ABOUT FASHION #I CAN MAKE IT ABOUT YUKI. IT STILL WORKS. it's fine.

[nesisamess]

thinking about akane/sora.

sigh that whole thing along with her (their? both of their?) dynamics with utsuro, and how that kind of bleeds over into yuki.

i was gonna put some shit in the tags but my brain just kept writing so ahem here we go (sorry as always for the nonsensical rambling if you can’t tell i just use tumblr as a place to word vomit about the things that are Taking Up My Brain)

The main reason I’m not a huge fan of Sora/Yuki is because how much of it is just Sora’s programming? But at the same time that just makes everything 1000x more interesting because where does Sora begin and the programming stop, yknow? Sora is so vastly different from Akane imo that it feels weird to call Sora nothing but an imitation of Akane, but… canonically, i mean, that’s all she really is

I’m definitely a big believer in your own interpretations of media (and especially with some of Kodaka’s choices that i don’t personally agree with) and in Sora’s case I kind of don’t believe she’s just this really simple ai. I definitely think that her relationship with Akane and the melding of them is v. v. interesting and could lead to a lot of emotional development but it becomes a lot less interesting to me when it’s just like “oh yeah sora isn’t even like. anywhere close to real she can never be real whatsoever” like is the questioning of her own reality not enough? cuz her emotions feel pretty fucking real and it feels ridiculous to say otherwise

In my own fanfiction & writing for a post sdra2 what-if-sora-survives a lot of her struggle is with figuring out how much of akane is still in her. like. that’s almost a seperate person, but wait, no it’s not. i have her memories. i have her face. i stare in the mirror and she looks back and am i her? am i the one who did all those horrible things? or was it someone else? and sora’s struggle with that could be so so interesting

and how yuki/utsuro plays into it too ughhhh

did sora ever really love yuki, or was it all just the programming? and is that programming her or is it akane? and who is she, if she’s not just akane? utsuro and akane are 100% an unhealthy ass relationship and that always will kinda poison any variation of sora/akane x yuki/utsuro ships for me.

but utsuro and akane at the same time are so fucking interestinggggg in their toxic mess like she fucking worships him. he is a god to her but to him? akanes just another follower. a particularly loyal one but at the end of the day he. does. not. care. about. her. whatsoeverrrrrr!!! he doesn’t care about anything, not even himself

and i think she kinda knows that, or is aware but she doesn’t even care because to her utsuro is a god and she’s thankful he even lets her worship him. because he saved her. and how fucked up must akane’s situation must have been? i mean, i can’t imagine. and now, post sdra2, sora has all these memories. she remembers all this shit, all the reasons why she worships and loves utsuro but also. she has other stuff. she has yuki, and yoruko, and all these new memories that she had made. but, but… but she would still pick him.

and doesn’t that prove it?

that after all this time that sora didn’t even get to experience, she is the same.

the same girl that did all these horrific things in the name of worship.

is she also, then, the person she was before those memories came back? the person who flirted with yoruko and created bonds and made sarcastic comments.

is she…

is she both? neither?

well, we’ll never get an answer.

because at the end, she did what she always did.

she sacrificed herself for him.

#akane taira #yuki maeda #utsuro #inane ramblings #listen. i never claimed to be able to think coherently #reading this you would never know i’m a half-decent (imo) writer #can you tell i’m autistic yet? #also i like. am loving writing about all this in my fanfiction i’m currently writing the 2nd chapter for lol #it’s called old habits and it is also centered on syobai my fav character <3 #i have not posted the 2nd chapter yet but i am WORKING ON IT #if you’re into that kinda shit please check it out i promise i’m still making progress on it slowly but surely #i have over 6000 words written for the outline so like. i don’t plan on quitting anytime soon #oh shit it’s 3 am uhhh #it’s fine i don’t have shit to do tomorrow #or ever #perks of having no social life!!

[makingshortstorieslong]

well I just finished konya sukiyaki dayo and I am openly weeping with joy

#I question the realism of Tomoko continuing to afford that apartment on her own but if she lived further away it would be sad #bc she'd really be living alone again. Unlike this same building situation where it kinda just feels like one family in two apartments #also we never did get more focus on shinta. It's perfectly fine without it but also c'mon give my guy an episode in the spotlight #I love him #love love LOVE Yuki getting into cooking!!!!!! I hope he and Tomoko start to cook together!!! #lol I hope Aiko never really learns to cook but she's surrounded by her family who can and so never has to #when they're really busy she'll make them onigiri. I imagine it will improve slightly and be a comfort food for Miyu one day #sorry I would've written this all in the main post if I realized I was gonna go on so long. Ah well too late now in the tags it shall stay #konya sukiyaki dayo #I still wonder about my '3 bedroom house' (or now with Miyu in an ideal world 4 but 3 would work) solution... #if that would be a good idea or not

[seoafin]

hi im sorry would u mind women ? (the post shibuya fits..... ESPECIALLY shoko had me by the neck) (i have had this art collecting dust in my gallery) (i hope u like it) (rip!mc, shoko and yuki im in love w women can u tell)

I LOVE WOMEN

#thank u for blessing me with ur art this very fine day #YOU ADDED YUKI TOO <3 #finally she is getting the recognition she deserves she may be a blonde but it's ok i can make it work #still upset over how akutami brought yuki back into the fold only to put her on the sidelines with choso 😭 #ngl they look like a girl group #they r about the drop the hottest mixtape ever #their power.... #0outta10dontrecommend

[cheriladycl01]

Feel the Heat - Grid x F Driver! Reader

Plot: All the moments that Y/N has just absolutely lost her shit.

Warnings: Lots of swearing, mentions of sexism (undertones) which I do not condone at all, its just for the plot and what i see some celebrities are burdened with in the limelight.

Credit to martha-dobie for the GIF

Moment 1:

"So Y/N how do you feel about the 10 second time penalty?" Martin asks you in the post race interview. You were now starting P20 in the race tomorrow and it wasn't even your fault.

"Yeah superb the FIA did a really good job determining who was at fault!" you grit out with a strained smile on your face.

"Oh really? Because your team seem to be arguing against the decision as we speak, they've been very vocal about it"

"Yeah it was sarcastic of course I'm not happy, any other driver who did that would have been let off... but I don't? My team have clips of Hamilton, Ricciardo, Leclerc, Stroll, Gasly and Norris all doing it and getting away with it. So why not me?" you ask before storming off. You didn't want to do media anymore and your PR manager could tell.

"Y/N we are trying to get that penalty lifted so that you start P4 tomorrow. I don't know what else to say, the team are trying" she says rubbing your shoulders, but the scowl on your face says otherwise.

"It's not fucking right though Cathy!" you exclaim kicking the side of the Red Bull hospitality wall.

"I know, i know. And they are working on it!" she exclaims trying to calm you down.

"They wont change their decision now though, the other teams will get pissed that they've gone back on their word..." you seethe.

"Fucks sake" you scream.

"I'm going" you grunt out, before storming through the AlphaTauri garage and grab your bag that you'd brought to the track. Everyone could see how hacked off you were, even once you put the sunglasses on and your team cap to cover the look currently on your face.

"Y/N are you okay?" Yuki your team mate asks, as he too exists the paddock behind you. You tried to ignore him, not wanting to turn round and snap at one of the most genuine and sweetest people here.

"Okay, you don't want to talk and that's fine, but please let me drive. Angry Y/N is scary driving" he advises, trying to beeline ahead of you so that he could get to the drivers door before you.

"Sorry Yuki, yeah you should drive" you manage to get out slowing down your own pace so that the poor male didn't have to run so he was ahead of you.

Aftermath:

You proceeded to not have the time penalty knocked, and you started the race in P20, however you managed to climb all the way up to P5 in a victorious come back race.

Your team were celebrating the come back and you were beyond happy in the interviews.

Moment 2:

"Y/N over here! Can you sign this?" another voice shouts at you, you were in the airport and your manager said that he would be there for you and your girlfriend when you got off the plane with security.

However no-one was there to collect you apart from fans who somehow worked out what flight you were on.

Slowly more and more people were flooding around you both and your girlfriend. Your girlfriend was a smaller streamer and therefore wasn't used to the Paparazzi.

"Guys can we back up a little, just to keep us all safe" you tried being nice to get the fans to back up a little further to make sure your girlfriend was safe.

However, as you went round with the sharpie, more and more people were pushing and you were so out of it from the pushing and pulling, the cameras in your face and things being thrusted at you that the tight grip that was once on your forearm was gone.

"Emma?" you shouted your girlfriends name, now noticing you couldn't see her.

"Emma!" you shouted in an angrier tone, people still not backing up and giving you space.

"Right, I've tried to be nice, everyone please leave. NOW!" you say sternly, and for the first time not only the fans but airport staff notice the commotion and security help you out of the circled crowd around you.

You immediately went to twitter.

'Please, if you are a fan and you see a celebrity in a public space with no security... DONT bring attention to them and DONT mob them. That was the scariest moment of my life in Heathrow Airport just now. Have some fucking respect for your idols'

You shut your phone off, your face still angry most definitely being caught by the paps. They also caught as you ran up to your girlfriend pulling her into a hug, checking over her making sure she's okay, before your hands travel up to her cheek and pull her into a kiss.

"I'm so sorry baby" you apologize as soft tears start to fall down her face.

Aftermath:

Your girlfriend had ended up breaking up with you the week after the race, the pressure of everything getting to her. You cried to Charles and Pierre for an entire weekend as your 3 year long relationship had just come to a close because of your fans not having respect for personal space and boundaries.

You were fuming and had written many tweets and Instagram story's explaining why you guys broke up and how utterly heartbroken you were, however you wanted Emma to be happy and that this is what was for the best.

For months, you were cold and off with any media duties and PR had to tell every interviewer not to bring the breakup up in the questions or they'd cut the interview.

Moment 3:

"Well, Lando... you've been here for six years now and you still haven't got your first win yet... do you feel like your going to be the next Nico Hulkenberg or Kevin Magnussen?" An interviewer asks looking down at his notepad.

"Erm" Lando says unsurely looking down.

"What the actual fuck" you spit, looking at the interviewer that asked him.

"Y/N you have input on this matter?"

"Go fuck yourself. Get yourself in a F1 car and see if you can even fucking start it. Lando has worked hard for what he has achieved so far, in and no hate to Mclaren, but a midfield car. How dare you sit there and ask him that question. Kevin and Nico have also worked hard for where they are, even just being in F1 is a phenomenal achievement considering there are only 20 seats in the world. So to answer your question, no Lando is Lando Norris and that's fucking iconic enough as it is, with or without a win. Have a good fucking rest of the panel" you rant, before standing up with so much force that your seat goes crashing back, a bang sounding throughout the room making the interviewer flinch.

Aftermath:

Everyone actually sat there for a minute reviewing how you'd just stormed out of media duties and slammed the interviewer six feet under.

"So Y/N no longer will be participating into todays panel. So Martin i believe you had a question for Lewis?" the director advised but the rest of the vibes for the interview weren't there as everyone agreed with your previous statements.

Moment 4:

"Y/N are you okay?" your race engineer asks.

"FUCK! FUCKS SAKE. WHAT A PRICK" you screech.

"Copy that. But are you okay?" they asks once again.

"No I'm not fucking okay. Tell Leclerc when i see him, I'm going to shove his wheel so far into his mouth " *cut off*

"Did you guys just fucking mute me?" you scream, but after not hearing anything you jump out the car handing the wheel to one of the pit teams that had come out to collect your battered car.

You kicked at the gravel, yelling at one of the crew asking if they saw how Leclerc had literally gone into you and used you as his crash barrier, yet he was still able to the continue the race pitting for minor wing damage.

Aftermath:

You had yelled at Charles after the race, who completely admitted to you that he was at fault and he was sorry to be the cause of your DNF. He went on to say in the interviews that he was sorry to you that he'd caused such a collision.

Moment 5:

"WOMEN SHOULDNT BE IN MOTORSPORT" you hear from the stand behind you as your signing a little boys hat that he had offered you asking for a picture and a signature.

However, something metallic not only hit you but hit the little boy that was stood to your left. He immediately raised his hand to his head, holding the bit that the can had hit before bursting into tears.

In a moment of shock you spin round looking for the men that had thrown the empty beer cans at you through the fencing.

"Oiii you two get the fuck down here now!" you point at the two laughing gents, who still at being called out.

"Don't ever pull shit like that again or I'll get you permanently banned from every sporting event you could possibly attend" you say looking up at them. They looked at you in shock.

"Oh, I'm sorry if its not the consequences of your actions ..." you laugh.

"But ..."

"No, you hurt a little boy! And me... So I'll be letting bar staff know to no longer serve you" you say before turning away and talking to security.

They ended up finding the little boy and his father. You came up to them with a gift bag each and upgraded paddock passes. They hugged you thanking you for the opportunity and saying it was too much.

You made sure the little boy was okay, carrying him on your hip touring him through the paddock, introducing him and his dad to the other drivers and then showing him around the garage. You let him sit in your car while you took a picture of him and his dad. A mechanic then took a picture of the three of you.

Aftermath:

The media went crazy seeing you stick up for the little boy and his day around the paddock with you. People knew you were sweet despite how short tempered you could be and these interactions proved it.

The little boy and his father ended up actually becoming closer friends of yours and would often be seen in the paddock or when they had general tickets people would wave as they recognized them.

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[seravphs]

ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — NANAMI x FEM READER

Gojo sets you up with your future husband in the middle of English class.

wc — 700

tags — Gojo’s annoying ass, stay at home husband Nanami, title from manga of the same name 

“Honey, I’m home,” you call. 

Immediately, Nanami comes to the door clad in his pastel yellow apron with little ducks. It matches his hair and complements his pink dish gloves perfectly. 

“I’d hug you but I’m a little dirty at the moment,” he says. 

“Who cares?” You wrap your arms around him to his spluttered protests. 

When he falls suspiciously silent, you look up to see what’s wrong. You follow his soft gaze to the ring on your finger, your arms still looped around his neck. 

“You know I hate owing Gojo anything, but I really am grateful for this one,” he says, leaning down to kiss your cheek. 

It is thanks to Gojo that you got married, after all. 

In high school, Gojo Satoru was a menace who loves meddling in your love life. He treated you like a little sister, which meant he was also comfortable doing whatever he wanted to you without consequence. 

You should’ve known better than to trust him, but he piques your interest when he asks, “Hey, you know Nanami from our econ class?”

“I do not dream of labor Nanami?” You ask. 

“All jobs are shitty, this is just slightly less shitty Nanami?” Chimes in Yuki across the table.

“Even when I’m asleep the only thing I think about is money Nanami?” From your side, even Utahime is interested in the conversation, a rarer occasion than a eclipse. 

“That’s the one!” Gojo beckons you closer. Of course, you stay right where you are, because you don’t trust him. He crooks his fingers at you again, coaxing, “Come on, come on. Don’t you trust me?” 

“Absolutely not.” 

“Fine, have it your way,” he says, rolling his eyes. Then, at a volume completely unnecessary and loud enough for everyone within a five mile radius to hear, he all but yells, “You would like Nanami! I’m setting you two up.” 

You would slap him, but he’s faster, catching your arm like he anticipated the blow. He probably did. 

“Gojo, what the fuck?!” You hiss. 

“Shhh, I’m doing you a favor! My two most boring friends, one ambitious, one indolent - you two are a match made in heaven.” 

You squint at him. “Isn’t Nanami the top of our class? He works harder than anyone else, I don’t know what you’re saying.” 

“Okay, but it’s not because he wants to. He hates working, he just wants to live comfortably. You see where I’m going with this?” 

You really, really don’t. 

“God, do I have to spell everything out for you? I really am a blessing to you poor-“ 

“Gojo.” 

“Fine, whatever! Let’s do the math. You want to become a CEO or something, I wasn’t really paying attention when you told me about it. Nanami wants to be a live in housewife who’s only job is to cook, clean, and love his partner. One plus one equals two, he can be your housewife.” 

“I can be what now?” You refuse to turn around, like if you can’t see him, he’ll go away eventually.  He must’ve been summoned by Gojo’s annoyingly loud volume. 

Gojo has no such shame. “Perfect, I don’t even have to go looking for you! I’ll leave you two to it. Use protection or actually don’t, so you can give me godchildren!” 

He dodges your attempt at murder for the second time and skips off, humming to himself. You’re never speaking to him again, you resolve. Nanami’s presence looms at your back, stiff and uncomfortable. How do you break the ice? 

“You…don’t have to be a househusband,” you offer. That is not the way you wanted to start your introduction, but for some reason your mouth won’t stop moving no matter how much you beg yourself to shut up. “We can be double income, if you want, but I’m sure I can make enough for both of us.” 

You’re silently begging the ground to just swallow you up to escape your earthly torment when he laughs. It’s a pretty thing, not like bells or wind chimes as the books describe, but beautiful nonetheless. 

He smiles down on you as he says, “I’m okay being a househusband if you’ll have me.” 

#sera writes #nanami kento x reader #nanami x reader #nanami fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk fluff

[bliss-in-the-void]

Gege Akutami, You Do Not Understand Gojo Satoru, and Here is Why

I was reading this article to help me cope with the traumatic events of Chapter 236 when a certain portion didn’t sit right with me.

Long post, click to read the full analysis:

(this is probably the most important post I've made so far)

Now, we all know that Gege doesn’t like Gojo. They don’t make it a secret in the slightest. Which is fine in itself, as an author you are 100% within your right to hate a character you created, and I respect that—it gives dimension to the dynamic of a story.

What I don’t care for is the reasons Akutami lists for their dislike of Gojo.

Reason #1 as stated in the above blurb of the article: Gojo doesn’t have depth.

To me, this is a wild statement to make as an author, but especially as the one who wrote Gojo. Where does he lack depth? Genuine question.

I believe he is an incredibly complex character.

He is the first sorcerer in centuries to be born with the Six Eyes and Limitless techniques, which automatically sets up so many nuances. Coupled with the fact that Akutami has stated that he grew up spoiled, that right there should tell you some things about why he is the way he is. He has a bit of an inflated ego when it comes to his powers. And why wouldn’t he? From the time he was born, the people around him treated him like some sort of God. How else was he supposed to grow up? He’s told his whole life he possesses unparalleled power, and he’s going to believe that.

Even still, it really isn’t as unchecked as Akutami seems to believe it is. Despite his distaste for authority, Gojo still reports to the higher ups, goes on missions, exorcizes curses, and works collaboratively with his fellow sorcerers. If he was really the giant egomaniac Akutami argues that he is, he’d say ‘to hell with authority’ and run off to do whatever he wants like Yuki. I mean, COME ON, this guy is the most powerful modern sorcerer and he still attended all four years of high school. He could have easily never attended—who was going to stop him?

He has a peculiar sense of humor that can get inappropriately timed in certain moments, but it’s obvious that it’s a deflection and a coping mechanism for the horrors of a sorcerer’s reality. He doesn’t just joke about death and dying because he doesn’t care. He cares too much and he doesn’t know how to deal with it, so he suppresses and laughs it off. Moments like this are seen after Suguru dies in JJK 0 when he was clearly crying afterward, but had to put on a cheerful facade for Yuuta and the other students.

He is a very good teacher. It’s hard for a naturally gifted prodigy to effectively teach things which come automatically to them, and somehow he finds creative ways to do it. Teaching Yuuji to control cursed energy by using one of Yaga’s dolls and giving him a movie marathon? One of Yuuji’s favorite hobbies? Genius and so considerate for Yuuji. He’d just been thrown into the sorcerer world, learning all these new things, and Gojo decided to introduce a foreign concept to him through something familiar and comfortable to him. That is amazing, and the mark of a very kind, understanding teacher. He’s also really patient with his students. Yes, he gives them tough love sometimes by throwing them into missions, but it really is to make them strong. How else will they grow if they aren’t put under pressure?

His motivation for being a teacher is very selfless. He himself has stated that he isn’t suited to be a teacher, but that he has a dream to raise a generation of strong allies to prevent isolation from occurring like what had happened to Suguru. He felt guilty about growing apart from him, didn’t see the warning signs before he snapped, and regrets not being there for him more. His entire purpose now is dedicated to making sure the new wave of sorcerers have a tightly-knit network so that no one ends up alone and on a dark path like Suguru.

He constantly sticks his neck out for the helpless even when it’s far from his benefit. He paid off the Zenin clan to save Megumi, the child of the man who ruined his high school years and nearly killed him. He then raised him. He threatened the higher ups to keep Yuuta alive, and then did it again for Yuuji. He does this to preserve their youth, because his own was taken away from him. His whole life he’d been controlled by the higher ups and people around him because of who he is in the sorcerer world, so by waving his own status in front of authority to hold them back from his students, he acts as a sort of shield to take as many burdens off of their shoulders as he can so that they can remain carefree. As much as he can within his power.

With all of that being said, I really don’t understand where Akutami is coming from with lack of depth, but another argument I say to that statement is: well, you’re the author, give him the depth you think he’s missing. (Personally, I believe he’s one of the best-written characters in any anime I’ve seen).

Reason #2 is that according to Akutami, he doesn’t have a likable personality.

What about his personality is unlikable?

He is cocky, but not to the point where he stops caring about others, not to the point where he never considers how other people feel or how his actions affect other people, and not to the point where he never feels guilt and remorse about his shortcomings. Like I said, he lives his life trying to prevent his past from repeating itself, to save the fates of others.

I really don’t get it. In JJK 0, after Nitta gives her report on the shopping mall, Gojo thanks her and praises her. Would a cocky asshole do that? No. If you wanted to characterize him as unlikable, you could have made him dismiss her, or ignore her.

He makes pop culture references, he has endearing flaws like not being good at drawing, being a lightweight drinker, and overdoing it on the sweets. He’s funny, he’s kind, he’s considerate…he is a very likable character.

Honestly, the self-absorption he displays when he’s fighting is probably a result of his upbringing. Being told you have so much power you have so much power you have so much power over and over again instills this belief that yes, he’s needed by Jujutsu Society to fight curses as a weapon. As. A. Weapon. The Six Eyes & Limitless user is a formidable weapon, but what about Satoru Gojo, the person? The only time he feels useful is when he’s fighting curses. That’s where he gets his self-worth. We can see that expressed in this panel, from Chapter 236:

In the second half of Gojo’s second text bubble, he says, “でもどこかで人としてというより生き物としての線引きがあったのかな”.

This translates to: “But I wonder if somewhere there was a line drawn between being a creature rather than a person.”

Rather than having drew the line himself, being constantly treated like the strongest, being handed over the difficult missions, being relied on so heavily pushed him away from other people. It distorted the perception everyone had of him, and it distorted the perception he had of himself. He also believed he could never lose because he let his human side fade into the background. The world didn't need human Satoru Gojo, they needed sorcerer Satoru Gojo, the one who could bend rules to his will with his might, the one who could exorcise any curse and save the day no matter how bad things got. Why would he remain human when that part of him was treated as non-existent? The only person who did treat him as a person with weaknesses and flaws has been dead for eleven years. Of course that voice of reason is going to fizzle out.

How can you possibly vilify him for that? It would be a disservice to everything he has had to endure his entire life.

Reason #3 and the last point I want to touch on is when the article says, "Akutami believes that much of this adoration is based solely on his striking appearance, overshadowing his more abrasive personality traits."

Okay. Where to start?

Honestly, and I know this is probably not Akutami's intention, but that comes off as so condescending. It's so presumptuous. It's as if to say we're all going "ooh look at pretty man, pretty man do no wrong because too pretty" mindlessly with dilated pupils and drool coming out of our mouths. Uh. No.

Yes, Satoru is a good-looking character, but no, that is very far from why we like him so much as a character, and it's also very far from why he's so popular. Aside from all of the points I've made above explaining why he's so universally loved, I'll make another one that isn't superficial and tired.

He's so relatable.

This is a man so incredibly traumatized by his high school years that he is mentally and emotionally unable to move on. Suguru Geto was his very best friend, and for reasons he took too long to understand, chose to abandon their friendship for his own goals. For anyone who has grown apart from a best friend, this hits so hard.

Because of his upbringing it was hard to become close to anyone. But somehow, Suguru was able to break past his walls, and for that, he became entirely too dependent on him. This is common for anyone who finds it hard to make friends and get close to others. Once someone is allowed in, you cling so hard to them and imagine them being there for your entire life. So, when they leave, you take it entirely too personally.

Everyone has a right to live their own lives, and as we see with the divergence of Suguru and Satoru, sometimes our paths aren't leading to the same place. It's not personal. But Satoru took it personal, and that's so beautifully human. When you lose a best friend who was important to you, you think "I like being around this person, they put me at ease in a way no one else does", and you assume they feel the same way about you. So when they leave and show you that no, they didn't feel the same, it hurts. It's almost as if they're saying "I actually do think you're unlovable like everyone else, that's why no one likes you, you are too much."

Someone you thought was safe, isn't anymore.

That is such a relatable thing to watch a character go through! Especially someone as awe-inspiring and charismatic as Gojo! As an audience, we think, "he's just like me!" and we like him for it.

So, as I stated in the title, Gege Akutami, you don't understand Satoru Gojo at all. I commend you for writing such an amazing, iconic, universally loved character, but I will never understand nor respect the superficial way in which you perceive him.

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✁FASHION FLIRT✃

Megumi Fushiguro x Reader

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🪡Chapter Seven: Snacks

Megumi turns around to see you heading in his direction. You give a wave causing him to smile and wave back. “Hey, it’s so nice to finally properly meet you!” you greeted. “Same here.”

You two continued walking until finally entering the building. “So, Gojo’s your teacher right?” he questioned. “Yeah, people think he’s annoying cause of his attitude, but personally I think it’s way better than if we had some old man yelling at us or someone who just sat there.” Megumi hummed in response. “Yeah, i get it, but after you’ve known him for so long he gets on your nerves a lot.” You smiled at him, “You know him personally?” He shrugged, “Family friend.”

You two continued your way into the small lobby entrance built into the building. Building 7 was the studio building, so there were other art majors around. Utahime’s studio was right below Gojo’s. Apparently they originally had them next to each other but Utahime begged to get swapped down a whole floor due to Gojo’s antics. Now they remodeled the room next to it to be a film studio where some of Suguru Geto’s classes take place. You know that due to running into Yuta and Sukuna on occasions.

“Can I carry that for you?” Megumi asked. Currently the elevator for the building was under repair, so you guys had made your way to the stairs. In your hand was a small tub, not really a bother to carry, it had small supplies like needles, bobbins, measuring tape, and probably other detail things you had thrown in there the night before. “Oh it’s fine, it’s not that much.” “You’ve got your bag already, i’d feel bad if I didn’t help out a little.” Granted the bag was mostly for personal things, sketchbook and a few fabric samples you had been thinking of showing to your teacher for an opinion, but deciding to give into his request you gave Megumi the okay. “Thanks I really appreciate it.” “No problem at all.”

Once you guys had walked into the room, you went to set your stuff down at a table, still a few minutes early, people were be beginning to file in. Gojo wasn’t too strict on time anyway, so some took and extra 5 to arrive. Nobara was already there, at the closest table to you, chatting with a girl you recognized as Akari, one of her models. You started to organize your things, seeing that your other friend was currently engrossed in her conversation. “Alright i’m just gonna take some measurements today, you’ll be free to go in less than an hour, shouldn’t take to long-” “Megumi!” You both turned around to see Gojo make his way towards him, throwing an arm around his shoulders. “It’s been so long kid! What’s up with that?” You suppressed a laugh at how his expression dropped, and he shrugged off Gojo’s arm. “I’m here for a fitting, please let y/n work.” In reply Gojo just laughed “Okayyy, i’ll leave you to it then!”

“Thanks so much again Megumi, I’m glad I got see you, i’ll let you know when I need you to stop by again.” “Yeah, sure.” He thought about it for a second, and has been thinking about it since you first agreed to meet up. He had wanted to ask if maybe after your class was done you’d like to go out for lunch or something with him. Debating in his head he was about to work up the courage until your name was called. “Y/N??” Turning away from Megumi you saw Yuki standing there near the entrance of the room, though not calling too much attention to herself as everyone was moving around. “Oh, hey Yuki!” With that the blonde girl turned in your direction, holding up a plastic bag with the logo of a local gas station plastered on it. “Heyyyy! So nice to meet you! I don’t know if you’re allowed snacks in here, but I made a quick stop and got you something too. You could save it for later,” She placed her bag on the table, careful not to put it over any of your things. “I got a bunch so I’m sure there’s something you’d like in there.” With that Megumi decided it was probably his cue to head out, seeing as this was probably one of your other models that had arrived for their measuring. “I’m gonna go now, bye y/n, it was nice seeing you.” “Oh, bye Megumi, i’ll see you around!” “See you around.”

Author’s Note: chapter seven!! Yuki was fun to have enter the story, hope you guys enjoyed!!

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[lovelytsunoda]

pour some sugar on me // yuki tsunoda (kinktober day 2!)

summary: a little bit of lavender candle oil and a hot masseur can make a long, gruelling day at work (and some serious back strain) have a very happy ending

pairing: yuki tsunoda x female! reader

prompt: wax play/massage oils

she moaned softly as yukis hands roved over her back, slender thumbs working out the knots in her lower back. she reached back with one hand, gently grasping his hand in hers. she was naked, save for the plush blanket that covered her bottom half, pebbled nipples pressing into the towel they’d put down on the bed.

“how are you doing, pretty girl?”

“good.” she hummed, resting her head against her forearm. “really good. is the candle ready? my shoulders are still really tight and the oil might help.”

“you work too hard. your back always hurts from sitting at a desk all day.”

she snorted, turning her head to face her lover as he stepped towards the nightstand, where the massage oil candle was burning, filling the room with a heady lavender scent.

“i have a desk job, babe. i can’t really control that.”

yuki shook his head, blowing out the candle. “you can take breaks, can you not? stretch your back out, fix your posture.”

“I’ve been trying to fix my posture since I was seventeen.”

"then you need to try a little harder, or you're going to look like esteban." yuki chuckled, straddling her back. he leaned down, kissing the back of her neck softly. "let me know if this is too much. if the oil is too hot, please say something, i don't want to hurt you."

she nodded, brushing her hair over one shoulder "i promise."

yuki tilted the candle, letting the warm lavender oil drip over the spout on the side of the jar, a few droplets falling to his lover's back. she inhaled sharply as the liquid touched her skin, humming in pleasure as yuki gently poured more over her spine.

his hands were warm as he pushed the oil over her back, the gentle, earthy scent filling the room as his fingers worked it into her muscles. she whimpered under his touch, humming and moaning in pleasure at the sensations, the muscles loosening under his fingers.

yuki closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and trying to focus on literally anything else, feeling himself start to grow hard underneath his sweatpants. tonight was supposed to be about her, not him.

“this feels nice.” she hummed. “you always know exactly where the knots are.”

outside she may have been fine, but she was throbbing. after this massage, she was likely going to need another , less holy one. he poured more oil on her lower back, using the heels of his hands to massage it into her muscles. unconsciously, she lifted her body, her ass brushing against yukis crotch.

they both paused, biting back gasps.

Yuki drew back, taking a chance as he pulled back the plush blanket, running his hands over the globes of her ass before leaning down and placing a gentle kiss to her lower back, scrunching up his face at the residual taste of the massage oil.

“you’re fucking stunning, angel.”

he picked up the candle, swishing it around to see if there was any liquid oil still left before he poured some of the rapidly cooling liquid onto his hands, massaging it into the flesh of her ass.

with every touch, squeeze of the flesh or massage-like motion, she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, small, dainty moans leaving her mouth.

“yuki, baby. please don’t stop.”

“whatever you need, pretty girl. just wanna make you feel good.” he grunted, firmly squeezing one of her ass cheeks. “can I touch you?”

“you’re already touching me.”

he clicked his tongue. “i meant can I put my fingers inside of you? spread that pretty pussy of yours on my fingers?”

“only if you promise it’ll be followed by your cock, because I cannot handle being teased right now.”

and it was true. her breasts were so sensitive that it almost hurt to have them pressed against the mattress, and she was throbbing so much that she was convinced she’d simply ache forever if her doting boyfriend didn’t do anything about it.

yukis fingers brushed up against her slit, evidence of her arousal dripping onto his hand. he groaned, slipping two fingers in. she was so wet that they could both hear the squelching his fingers made as he plunged them in and out of her, fingertips brushing against her spongy walls.

“fuck, yuki. please.” she moaned, rutting back against him. “need more.”

“you’ve already got two fingers, baby.” he cooed, pinching the flesh on her backside. “do you think you’re ready to take my cock? you’ve been dripping all over my fingers, sweet girl.”

“yes, yes I’m ready for your cock!” she practically shouted, whimpering as yuki withdrew his fingers.

he was gentle, maneuvering her body to place a pillow underneath her pelvis (he’d be in charge of making sure the pillowcase made it to the laundry later, and that a matching one was dug out of the linen closet, lest the pillows on the bed not match each other). it was less strain on her already achy back, and it created a much more interesting angle.

she turned her head to try and get a view of her lover as he withdrew his cock from his sweatpants, the tip pink and hard as he ran his thumb over it, shuddering at the contact.

“shit, princess. i can’t wait to get inside of you. you’re always so good for me, so warm and wonderful. so mine.” he praised, running the tip of his cock up and down her pussy lips. she was so wet that he thought he’d get sucked right in.

he tried to ease in slowly; it had been at least a week since they had last properly enjoyed each other, and he didn’t want to push her too far. she gasped as he entered her, fingernails curling around the edge of the pillow under her head.

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you.” yuki encouraged, reaching for her hand. “I’m right here.” he dropped his head, kissing the side of her head. “i love you, darling.”

“i love you, too.” she hummed, resting her head against his.

“let me know when I can move.”

the way his arms rested on either side of her body was comforting, the way his fingers laced through hers to keep her grounded. with every thrust, he hit deeper, her body arching into his.

“fuck, babe. feels so good.” she whined, trying to keep her body steady. “i love your cock.”

“that’s my girl, taking me so well.” yuki cooed, voice breathy in her ear. “so good for me. how’s your back? i take it the pain is gone?” he laughed gently, pressing a kiss to the skin behind her ear.

“i don’t even feel it. if racing doesn’t work out, you should try massage therapy.”

“this treatment plan is only for you, pretty girl.” his thrusts sped up, hips moving faster. she writhed underneath him, providing the perfect opportunity for yuki to take one of her breasts in his hand, loving on it and toying with the mass of flesh in his hand.

“oh, yuki, please keep doing that.”

he tweaked her nipple, lips coming down to kiss her shoulder as he massaged her front, the side of her face pressed into the pillow. her eyes were shut, hair sweaty and matted to her face, juices dripping onto the towel they’d laid down earlier. she could barely form words.

no worries, she had always been on the more quiet side during sex before anyways, as had yuki. they mostly relied on how well they knew each other, non-verbal cues and soft touches.

“how are you feeling, my darling darling girl? are you close? I can feel you squeezing my cock.”

“yeah, yeah, I’m close.” she squealed, nails digging into yukis palm as she reached again for his hand. it was something she needed, that grounding touch. it was almost like she got off on the feeling of being safe and in love and secure with her partner.

“let me take you there, princess. come for me, darling.” he encouraged, lips in her hair as a few beads of sweat dripped down his face. “make me proud, pretty girl.”

she came with a cry, burying her face in the crisp olive sheets. yuki stilled above her, his hips stuttering while the rest of his body remained stationary, painting her walls white.

“I’ve got you, princess. my love, my treasure. my beautiful, smart girl.” he cooed, kissing the back of her hand. “tell me how you feel. what you need.”

she loved how attentive he was. his constant check-ins, his praise. how he was gentle even when he was rougher, how he knew exactly what she needed and when and why.

she sighed, vision hazy as she turned to look at her lover. “tired. worn out. but I’m a good way. I kind of want a shower, and then maybe the heating pad on my back for a bit?”

yuki eased off her, clumsily wiping his dick off in the towel before redressing in his nike sweats. he gently helped her roll over, and then guided her to sit up to they were facing each other.

“of course, love. do you need any help in the shower, or should I get the bed ready?” he kissed her forehead, smoothing her hair behind her ears.

“just get the bed ready. I’m leaving you in charge of picking a movie, and if I fall asleep, you have to tell me what happened.”

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[ytsunodabrainrotbaybee]

So yeah because of the dad yuki what about a fic about the reader and yuki finding out that they are pregnant because the reader felt sick and everything and yeah so super fluffy.

Thx

You get it. 😌

You didn’t skip out on races. Every weekend you were in the garages watching Yuki’s drive.

Last week you got sick and stayed home. This week, you’re still sick. So from Italy, you’re watching the Japanese Grand Prix. Half asleep and still nauseous.

You don’t finish it, before the 20th lap you fall asleep. The kind of sleep where you don’t really know where you are when you wake up.

You wake up to Yuki sat next to you, a hand on your back. In the light that’s drilling into the deepest parts of your eyes, you can kind of make out a box in his other hand. Unable to decipher what’s on the box when your eyes finally adjust, you search around in the blankets for your glasses.

formulawhat

formulawhat PSA: Second race in a row that Y/N hasn’t been seen. WHERE is my mom??

uhohspaghettio I can’t be a child of divorce.

formulawhat This can’t be happening 😭

wompsquared Wellllll they did get married last year…….

uhohspaghettio Wait-

formulawhat Baby Tsunoda?? yourinsta PLEASE come back.

waewaewae When the world needed her most, she vanished

“I can’t see, oh god”

“You’re fine, lay back”

His voice is low, he’s careful with you. He’s normally careful when you get sick. It takes a lot to put you down for more than maybe a day at a time.

His fingers brush your hair from your face.

“What’re you thinking?” You ask, sitting up despite him urging you not to.

“I talked to your mom,” his attention is back on the box in his hand, “she said she got sick like this when she was pregnant with you.”

“How long have you been sitting on this?”

“Since last weekend?”

“So you went out, still in Australia, and got some pregnancy tests?”

“Mom got them,” he stared down at the box, messing with the tape holding it shut, “had them waiting for me the moment I landed in Japan.”

You pull yourself up, leaning against him. “We don’t need to worry about that,” you take the box and set it behind you, “I just caught a bug.”

He doesn’t believe you. He doesn’t respond. He doesn’t even look up at you. Just continues, staring down at his hands. Those wheels in his head turning.

“I’ll take one just to prove it,” you one up the box and grab a test out, waving it in front of him.

His smile is soft. You can’t decipher what it is he’s thinking. While usually you can read him like a book.

“When was your last period?”

You resort to counting on your hands. You attributed it to stress. With the work you’ve been doing, busy season at your accounting firm and whatnot.

And that slight weight gain? You work an office job. You always end up gaining some weight during the busy season.

“Not since last season ended, right?���

His expression still unreadable, as he sets a hand on your arm. His thumb rubs circles into your skin. A second goes by before you’re up and in the bathroom.

Waiting those three minutes is odd. You left the stick on the counter in the bathroom, the two of you sitting on the bed.

Staring. At each other.

“It’s probably ready now.”

His hand leaves your knee to gesture to the bathroom.

“You do it I’m nervous.”

He nearly trips into the bathroom door. He’s yelling at you from the bathroom. Those unreadable expressions and nervous fidgeting come together. They make more sense now.

He almost seems relieved, when he’s picking you up off of the bed.

“He’s not gonna be a race car driver.”

Yuki rolls his eyes. “She’s gonna be the next Ayrton Senna”

He sits down, still holding onto you. One hand is at your waist, the other combing through your hair. His eyes staring into yours, shifting from one to the other.

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uhohspaghettio Baby bat 😌

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[shinneth]

My souring sentiments on Sailor Moon's manga

It'll be a surprise to no one who knows me even remotely that Sailor Moon was my everything back in my childhood. From the age of 9, I was utterly obsessed with it.

That was just a couple of years shy of 30 years ago.

Since then, I've often revisited the series. I watched the entirety of the Viz dub of the classic anime; all 200 episodes.

And I loved it all the same, if not more so than before. Because now I have context for why exactly the anime was the way it was, including its gradual diversion from the manga source material. And I respect the hell out of the staff who poured their life into this work, while concurrently running with the manga and doing whatever it could to not completely outpace it in the narrative.

Are there a lot of fillers in the OG anime? Yes. Too many? Well, not so from a functional standpoint (this show had to run weekly for 5 years), but there are definitely some fillers you could skip and miss nothing in doing so.

But a story like Sailor Moon honestly needed some breathing room in order to properly flesh out the cast.

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, the live-action reimagining of the show, was phenomenal back then (despite looking low-budget even by 2003 standards), and having re-watched the whole series recently, I can safely say PGSM more than holds up and deserves way more love and respect than it gets. It's THE perfect example of reimagining the story of Sailor Moon while still respecting its roots and maintaining the soul of the franchise.

Which is exactly why I couldn't stand Sailor Moon Crystal. We knew from the off that it was supposed to be completely faithful to the manga, but one look through @crystalvsmanga will show you Crystal took shitloads of "creative liberties", and the amount of changes I could dare to call "good"? I could count them on one hand.

The animation is low-hanging fruit, because everyone and their dog knows how godawful it was for the first two story arcs. But more than that, I actually loathed the general art design. Yukie Sakou's style DID NOT closely resemble Naoko Takeuchi's. People kept saying it, but I couldn't really see it. The eyes especially are a far cry from Takeuchi's style. And Sakou's style did NOT facilitate the OTT cartoony expressions that were definitely present in Takeuchi's manga; everyone looked so goddamn soulless, like overly-expensive porcelain dolls.

My biggest gripe with Crystal was the story, of course. While a great deal came from just being from the manga (which I'll get to in a bit), the changes they made went a long way to actively make the manga's story worse. My main takeaway from Crystal S1-2 is that it took itself waaaaay too seriously.

That being said, I did like Crystal's third season a lot better BECAUSE Chiaki Kon had way more competence and held a lot more respect for Sailor Moon. Like, my god, for once it felt like there was a soul in this show! It can actually take the piss every now and then!

Some silly things kinda broke my immersion (such as the Senshi just being able to fuckin' fly and Chibi-Moon in particular was literally sky-stepping), but most of that can be blamed on the source material it was adapting. While I was fine with Crystal3, I definitely didn't feel it was anywhere near as good as Sailor Moon S. Outside of Hotaru/Sailor Saturn having more of a presence, there wasn't really much in Crystal's take on Infinity that I liked better than S.

But most of that comes down to the fact that I liked S more than manga's Infinity arc to begin with.

Which is a good segue to talk about the manga proper.

I have not yet watched Eternal or Cosmos. the movies that adapted the last two manga arcs, but it'd be redundant since I know ahead of time what they're going to be about, and so far I haven't heard about any of them deviating from the source material, so it'd be moot to talk about them even if I had watched.

When I first got my hands on the manga, which was when I was around 12-13 and thus got the crappy MiXxZine translations, I was fine enough with it. Thought it was too fast-paced and didn't care for 99% of the villains being one-and-done jobbers, but I was also reading it with my impressions of the 90's anime characters still intact. I was reading the manga like an extension of the anime, rather than the other way around.

It wasn't until many years later when I grew older, when the manga was properly translated, when I acquired the wisdom my teenaged-ass self lacked, and learned to look at the manga as a completely separate entity that I started to see the cracks in the manga's narrative.

Further rereads have left me in something of a mindfuck, as I experienced the manga the proper way. And I realized:

The more I read the manga, the more I disliked it.

The manga is lauded for having an infinitely better depiction of Mamoru, as well as his ~Miracle Romance~ with Usagi.

Objectively, the manga definitely spends lots more time giving UsaMamo attention as a couple than any other aspect of the story...

I'd say they're also more developed as individuals in the manga too, but usually the beats, uh...

... let's say they usually ring hollow, when these two (and sometimes their daughter) are the only ones who consistently get shit done across the series. Hell, on the rare occasion that the Inner Senshi weren't rendered into street pizza, Neo Queen Serenity basically told them to fuck off and let her daughter, past self, and past hubby take on motherfucking DEATH PHANTOM/NEMESIS BY THEMSELVES.

It's likely because my first exposure to Sailor Moon was via the 90s anime, which had more of a focus on friendship and comradery between Usagi and her friends than it did her romance with Mamoru. I mean, romance was DEFINITELY a prominent thing even in that iteration of the story, but that wasn't where my interest lied. I was, am currently, and always will be more interested in Usagi's galpals than I'll ever be interested in her love life.

And, well, I'm sure this qualifies as a hot take, but...

This one moment with Usagi and Mamoru in the elevator (hell, their interaction across this entire episode was great) resonated with me far more than any ultra-romantic declarations of eternal devotion that Usagi and Mamoru kept regurgitating at each other in the manga.

Granted, the manga had a FEW moments early on where their dynamic was more playful, but they were pretty much confined to the early chapters and this element of their chemistry pretty much died not long after this.

Some say 90s anime Mamoru was far too mean-spirited in his teasing of Usagi. And I mean, sure, he was kind of a douche at times, but he usually got some karmic blowback from it (I remember one time he made Usagi cry without even really meaning to, and she cried so loud in public that randos nearby were giving Mamoru the evil-eye or a scolding). But honestly, after R, Mamoru kinda became a bland, generic love interest, just as he almost always was in the manga. The only difference was that anime Mamoru was never granted powers that were literally equal to Usagi's. The manga gave him a GOLDEN FUCKING CRYSTAL.

There was that infamous break-up arc in R that, yes, was shitty in concept and execution. But if I had anything positive to say about it, it at least shook up the status quo. It didn't make him immediately fall into the bland, generic love interest he would soon become. And it gave us some of the most emotionally-charged Usagi moments in the entire anime.

Conversely, in the manga, we had THIS shit for our UsaMamo "drama":

(the former incident with Usagi literally accusing her boyfriend of falling in love with a kid, by the way, happened while MOST OF HER FRIENDS WERE KIDNAPPED BY THE ENEMY AND COULD'VE BEEN DEAD FOR ALL SHE KNEW AND YET SHE FUCKING HAD TIME FOR THIS STUPID SHIT)

Everything seemed to revolve around Usagi and Mamoru (sometimes Chibiusa too). It lowkey came off that way at times even in the 90s anime, but in the manga or Crystal? You'd be hard-pressed to find the girls engaging in their stated hobbies at most points in time, because they're usually all together and talking about their prince and princess.

Hell, even Haruka - Sailor Uranus herself - seemed much more interested in Usagi than she ever did in Michiru, her actual girlfriend.

So... am I just missing something? I've seen people say that as they grow older, they prefer the manga/Crystal to the 90s anime. But I've never seen anyone other than myself express the opposite sentiment.

But it's true - unless I completely leave my brain at the door, I have a hard time enjoying the manga for what it is. The characters I'm most interested in or attached to quickly get swept aside for the characters I have the least interest in. No more does that ring true than the Stars arc of the manga, where Naoko Takeuchi basically speedruns killing off literally the entire cast until Sailor Moon's the only one left standing. Most characters don't even get to go out in a blaze of glory or anything - it's got nothing on the finale of the 90s anime's first season in that regard. If you're lucky, you'll get a single panel where your entire existence is ripped to shreds - but sometimes you'll be killed literally off-screen!!

There's a number of questionable manga-exclusive aspects that rubbed me the wrong way as well, such as poor Sailor Pluto being assigned as a child to guard the Door of Time in complete and total solitude. While I appreciate more Silver Millennium lore that the manga provided (the anime hardly mentioned it past the first arc), it was more than a little uncomfortable knowing the OG Queen Serenity conscripted the Inner Senshi as small children to become Princess Serenity's guardians. Really casts Queen Serenity and her Moon Kingdom in a much darker light - like maybe Queen Beryl and Queen Nehelenia had a point in trying to take them down (though the manga I believe retcons all past villains as incarnations of Chaos, so that arguably removes all prior villains' agency?). Lots of little things that I didn't think twice about, but now that I look at them again, I'm wondering WTF Naoko Takeuchi was thinking.

Though I don't want to be too hard on her. Poor girl was working under stress far longer than she'd planned to (she'd intended on ending the story either by the Dark Kingdom or Black Moon arc), so it's no surprise there's a lot of clunk and clutter in the narrative.

I often wondered if Naoko Takeuchi really wanted to make Sailor Moon with a Super Sentai-esque setup in the first place. After all, her first big hit was Sailor V, which was exclusively Minako and Artemis fighting evil with Minako having her own masked love interest she ended up being at odds with and he eventually died. With a scant few secondary characters here and there.

It led to me thinking about what Sailor Moon would be like if Naoko kept the cast to a more Sailor V-like size. That, perhaps, the Sailor Moon she really wanted to make would be quite a different beast from how we know it to be today.

So this lengthy diatribe about my personal conflicts with my waning fondness for the manga versus my strengthened love for the OG anime and live-action show was actually a preamble to a bizarre AU I wrote an outline for over a year ago but never posted in public. I had considered posting it to Sailor Moon's Reddit back then, but I (probably wisely) held off, as my musing went way off the rails.

But I figured now's a good time as any to share it here, at least. Though it'll need to be its own post since I wrote so goddamn much in this post alone, wow.

On that note, I'll end with this: The only iteration of UsaMamo that I unironically enjoyed and rooted for is...

#sailor moon #pretty guardian sailor moon #bishojo senshi sailor moon #sailor moon manga #sailor moon anime #sailor moon classic #sailor moon crystal criticism #sailor moon manga criticism #pgsm #naoko takeuchi #usagi tsukino #mamoru chiba #chibiusa #usamamo #usamamo criticism #miracle romance #no kidding the fandom usually acts like the manga is sacred territory #something you're not allowed to have a bad opinion about #I don't necessarily HATE it #just... #I don't really feel what everyone else is feeling from it #if nothing else it'll always be better than s1-2 crystal #now THAT'S an abomination I know I'm not alone in feeling that way about #but yeah #the manga is overrated #there I said it #am I okay?

[momoyukirin]

Momo's "An Idol's Daily Life" Rabbitchat Part 3

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Darling is dreaming

Momo: Yoohooヾ(｡>ω・)/ thanks for coming all the way to our dressing room to say hi earlier, Maneko-chan☆

Tsumugi: Thank you for your hard work! Apologies for disturbing while Yuki-san was sleeping... ＞＜

Momo: Not at all! Rather, I'm sorry for making you whisper while we talked!?

Momo: Yuki never wakes up when he falls asleep so don't worry (*´∀`)b

Momo: It's been a while since I last had to chat so stealthily, it was kinda fun www

Momo: Even though you had to repeat that you brought* us momorin many times since I couldn't understand you ww

Tsumugi: It was no problem at all! I was the one who couldn't handle whispering well!

Momo: Handle whispering ww

Momo: Saying "momo" in a quiet voice is difficult, isn't it( ´ p ` )

Tsumugi: Let's try practicing for next time..!

Momo: Practicing www

Momo: Maneko-chan, you're as diligent as ever. What a good girl... ( ´ ∀`)

Momo: Come to think of it, weren't you about to say something near the end back there?

Tsumugi: I just wanted to thank you for bringing us those lemon cheese tarts the other day..!

Tsumugi: I wasn't confident I could express this well enough while whispering, so I gave up and said I'd just thank you through rabbitchat later...

Momo: I see ww

Tsumugi: Thank you for the treats and for taking our Agency's staff into consideration! It really was delicious!

Momo: Thank you for the sweets and the momorin you brought us earlier too! We'll be enjoying them d( ´ ∀`)

Tsumugi:

Tsumugi: I'm glad they suited your taste!

Momo: Since my darling is still asleep, I'll make sure to tell him they're from you when he wakes up! (・΄ω`・)

Tsumugi: Thank you!

Tsumugi: Yuki-san has the drama filming too, so he's probably very tired, isn't he...

Momo: Yeah, and since he was filming all night yesterday, it's to be expected that he'd be at his limit ＞＜

Momo: Ah

Momo: Yuki woke up just as I was talking about him ww

Tsumugi:

Momo: He says you, Okarin and I appeared in his dream www

Option 1:

Tsumugi: What were you doing in the dream, Momo-san?

Momo: He says I was swimming in a fizzy momorin pool w Can you even swim in something carbonated? Though naturally carbonated water springs do exist(*ノ∀*) Maybe it's because I opened a bottle of momorin next to him while he slept ww

Option 2:

Tsumugi: What was Okazaki-san doing in the dream?

Momo: Apparently we all went to a pool made of momorin, but Okarin was standing by the pool, dancing to Silver Sky ww Yuki said he was great at it and looked cool ww I wanted to see it too!

Option 3:

Tsumugi: What was I doing in the dream?

Momo: Apparently Yuki, Okarin and I went to a pool to swim, but for some reason you were there swimming in a ninja suit www Well, your stealthy footsteps when you came to our dressing room earlier really did make you look like a ninja www

Momo: Yuki's face has a red mark where it was pressed against the sofa (￣♢￣；)

Tsumugi:

Tsumugi: Will he be okay for the next shoot!?

Momo: Looks like we can more or less conceal it with make-up so it's fine!

Momo:

Tsumugi: Thank goodness... ><

Momo: Even as he's getting his make-up done, he's still dozing off www

Momo: I want to share some of my ability to wake up easily with him (＞人＜*) I'm the fully-awake-in-3-seconds Momo-chan, after all☆

Tsumugi: 3 seconds, I'm jealous..!

Tsumugi: When the weather is cold it takes me about 5 minutes, since I end up dozing off in my futon ＞＜

Momo: It's cute if it's just this much, don't worry☆(゜v｀⁠d)

Momo: Even when I wake him up, Yuki just falls asleep again and again, and if I let him be he doesn't wake up until after noon ww

Tsumugi:

Tsumugi: This much..!!

Momo: When he focuses on composing, day and night get reversed (＞ｘ＜*)))

Momo: Back when we lived together, we'd go on morning walks to improve his daily rhythm, but if I took my eyes off of him for even a second, he'd be sleeping while standing or on a bench www

Momo: While standing...! That's quite impressive!

Momo: It's a kind of talent, isn't it ww

Momo: Ah, Yuki's in a sleeping position again...

Momo: As you can tell, it'll be bad if he's not up soon, so I'll go wake him up!

Tsumugi:

1.the word "差し入れ" is used a lot and in this context it means "(bringing) snacks for sb who's hard at work" or something of the sort. It's a cute word so I wanted to give context for it www

#ainana #idolish7 #i7 translations #momo #momoyuki #re:vale #yuki #yukimomo #i7

[prettyiwa]

Just want a silly guy (Eijun, Kazuya, Yuki, Chris) to say ily while inside the guts 😭 the universe is just cruel

It's a very cruel universe T^T

I'll share a thought I had the other week that's just been sitting in the back of my mind like it's not causing damage

Miyuki Kazuya/AFAB!Reader

Content Tags: Cockwarming, Miyuki can be a brat when needy, mentions of biting, mentions of manhandling

~580 words

Working at home while Kazuya's in the off-season or injured or whatever else would be such a pain. It'd be nice at first, but eventually, he'd grow restless while you still have work.

He just needs attention. He oozes neediness. You're right there and you look so good and it doesn't take much before he's imagining the way you feel around his cock and that neediness turns into brattiness.

Interrupting you while you work for food or "just a quick question" or a "What? Can't I hang out in the same room as my partner?," it turns into him looking over your shoulder while you work and calling out to you right around the time you start to get into the groove with your typing (without fail). And when none of that works, he starts the dirty talk.

Leaning in close and whispering in your ear how he wants to feel you around him, how it's like you're made just for him, how you make him crazy with all of your pretty noises and the way you look when you cum. He knows he's affecting you. He knows you're growing wet by the way you shift your thighs together. He doesn't fail to bring this to your attention.

And he thinks he's finally won when you look at him and there's that familiar fire in your eyes.

"Fine. Fine, Kazuya. Since you're being so needy right now—"

"I'm not being needy." You don't respond, merely looking at him as you push yourself from your desk. "I'm not."

"How about this: I'll cockwarm you while I finish up. You don't move, you don't talk, you don't fuck me until I'm done."

"Is that supposed to be a challenge?"

"Shut it, Kazuya. You do that and let me finish and then I'm all yours. You can fuck me however you want. Any position. Anywhere in the house. I'm yours. Sound good?"

You sit on him and he immediately bucks into you on reflex because holy fucking shit do you feel so good. He can't help himself. But you slap his arm and tell him to behave.

It's not until you explain just how much work he's kept you from doing that he realizes what you've done.

Every time he twitches, you pause, giving him a warning glance before starting the section over completely. Every time he whines, you take it as an opportunity to take a break and fuck around on your phone.

It doesn't help that you squeeze him, both consciously and subconsciously. It doesn't help that you wiggle when you're feeling restless. It definitely doesn't help when you make little noises of frustration when you get stuck.

You give him a little treat, kinda, in letting him wrap his arms around your torso, letting him hold you to him as he continually suppresses the urge to pick you up and bend you over your increasingly annoying and insulting desk.

He could.

It'd be easy. He could grab you by the hips and fuck you until he's the only thing you're thinking of, just like how he wanted in the beginning. He feels the way you're drooling around him, your juices coating his thighs and his balls. He feels the way you respond each time he twitches. He knows that he could bite into your shoulder and fuck you until you forget you were trying to work and that you'd both be happier for it.

But he really, really doesn't want to lose.

Daiya no Ace Masterlist

#📨.incoming #miyuki kazuya x reader #miyuki kazuya smut #✒.ix writes #this will probably be stuck in my mind for a bit longer until I start working away from home again in a month #daiya.✒

[hunieday]

8th Anniversary story - Chapter 4 : Take on the new project.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

[Okazaki agency]

Yuki: Huh? A different unit from Momo?

Momo: We’re going to be separated?!

Rinto: That’s right. What do you wanna do? Will you decline?

Momo: What about the idols from the other agencies?

Rinto: Apparently Takanashi Production and Yaotome Production are actively considering taking it.

Momo: I see… If everyone’s fired up to give it their all, then let’s give it our all too!

Momo: You enjoy working with our juniors, right Yuki?

Yuki: I don’t particularly dislike it, but whether or not Momo is present makes a big difference in how at ease I am.

Momo: Sweet! I’m glad I can help my darling out!

Yuki: Well I still want you to help me.

Momo: If I really can’t help you now, maybe you should end up with juniors you're very friendly with, Yamato-kun for example.

Yuki: Huh, Yamato-kun. Can I go with him?

Rinto: They’re planning to select the shuffle members through an internal and a customer survey…

Yuki: Can’t we pull some strings if it’s for TV?

Rinto: It’s more of an advertising project than a TV program, so I don’t think it’s possible…

Momo: If they want to form shuffle units based on the beverages’ themes, it would make sense they’d want to have people with similar images in the same unit.

Yuki: We’re most likely gonna be assigned different teams. Yamato-kun’s definitely getting the beer association. My image tends to lean more towards wine.

Momo: I doubt it’s gonna be alcohol.

Yuki: Juice perhaps? Then, Momo’s definitely gonna be with momorin…

Rinto: Oh…

Yuki: What?

Rinto: I promised not to mention the company’s name… but it’s not momorin’s manufacturer.

Momo: Momorin! I love you, but goodbye!!

Yuki: Tell that to me as well.

Momo: Yuki! I love you, but goodbye!!

Yuki: That would normally hurt me… But, well, it’s my job so I’ll do my best.

Yuki: Maybe it’s not bad at all. Since we’ll be in different units, I’ll watch you perform from the audience seats.

Momo: Let’s bring fans for each other! I’ll wave my penlight the hardest…!

Yuki: I'll find you wherever you are.

Momo: Darling, you’re so handsome! I’m super looking forward to these temporary units!

Momo: I’m also intrigued by this anonymous company………….!

Yuki: What’s wrong, Momo?

Momo: Ah, no…

Momo: Listen, Okarin. Did that company have a recent change in owners?

Rinto: What… I’m not sure. Why does that matter to you?

Momo: Oh, nothing! Just curious. Thought it might be a company I knew.

Yuki: Momo has tons of friends after all.

Momo: Ahaha, that’s true…

Momo: Don’t tell me Ryo-san is behind that company…it can’t be…

Momo: He used to run a trading company before becoming the head of Tsukumo. Bought and sold companies and stuff…

Momo: I hope I’m just overthinking it… he did say he turned over a new page. He needs to grow up.

Momo: I hope I’m wrong…

[Tsukumo Production]

Shiro: ... So, we have a project to form temporary units.

Touma: A shuffle project with other groups! It's gonna be the first time for ŹOOḼ, right? Sounds interesting!

Touma: Right, guys?

Haruka: ...

Minami: ...

Torao: ...

Touma: Huh? You don’t like it?

Haruka: I don’t hate it but...

Minami: Forming units means more TV appearances and live performances...

Torao: We'll be spending more time with the other guys...

Touma: Is that not okay? It's gonna be with IDOLiSH7, TRIGGER, and Re:vale, after all.

Minami＆Haruka＆Torao: ...

Minami＆Haruka＆Torao: I don’t mind but...

Shiro: Is it because you're shy around new people?

Haruka: I'm not shy! It's fine. I’m totally completely fine with it.

Minami: So, will it be two and two? How will we be split?

Shiro: Since you guys are four and there will be four temporary units, it's likely that each of you will join a different one.

Torao: We’re gonna be separated… What about Sougo? As long as I’m in the same unit as him or Ryuunosuke.

Haruka: Me too! I want to be with Izumi or Yotsuba!

Minami: I’m fine with everyone except Rokuya-san.

Touma: What's wrong? I thought you were friends.

Minami: We’re not.

Torao: You had a fight?

Minami: It’s not like that. I just think he’s overly pompous and mighty. Probably due to his upbringing as a prince…

Haruka: More pompous than Torao?

Torao: Not more than me.

Touma: Don’t admit to that so smugly. So, are we going to accept this job?

Minami＆Haruka＆Torao: ...

Minami＆Haruka＆Torao: We'll do it...

Shiro: Great! I'll respond to them right away!

Touma: Please do! I can’t wait to see who we’ll end up with!

Torao: But what's with this company making the offer wanting to stay anonymous? Why are they going through the trouble of keeping their identity hidden?

Haruka: Could it be some kind of prank? Maybe it's Torao's family's company?

Torao: Ahaha. No way...

Torao: ...No way...

Torao: My dad was really happy about my idol debut... No, there's no way he owns a beverage company.

Torao: But maybe he used a friend's company to make this offer as a show of support...

Torao: If my parents suddenly appear in front of these guys as part of some surprise...

Torao: It would be incredibly embarrassing...I absolutely hate it…

Touma: Tora, are you okay?

Torao: Y-Yeah.

Torao: What's the deal with this mysterious beverage company...?

To be continued...

#i7 #idolish7 #ainana #idolish7 translation #id7 #8th anniversary #beyond the period #trigger #re:vale #zool

[whentvsfly]

S.E.E.S, but Pokemon. (Kudos to those who can tell who's who without the readmore)

More info after the cut!

Tried to make everyone look like themselves without adding clothing/accessories. More difficult than expected, but a nice challenge!

I imagine either only persona users can use their moves (at all, or effectively, not entirely sure which) or when they use their personas (personamon?) they appear as an altered version of their fully evolved forms. Kinda like the second one better, as a way to use more powerful attacks and keep in theme with Persona games

Tried to keep them with their elemental affinities:

Mitsuru Kirijo: Sneasel. It just had the right vibe for her, and I curled the tail (feathers?) to make it look like her hair (although Akihiko is standing in front of most of them).

Akihiko Sanada: Pawmo. I needed electric type, and with his affinity for boxing and being fit, I figured an electric/fighting type would work well for him! Didn't want to do Pawmi because it wasn't yet fighting type (maybe he evolves sometime after The Fire) and didn't want to do Pawmot because no one else is evolved, so having him be max evolution would feel *weird*.

Shinjiro Arakgaki: Scraggy. A solely phys skill user HAS to be fighting type. There were several choices for him - Mankey was one, I believe - though something about Scraggy's appearance made me go with it.

Minato Arisato / Makoto Yuki: Castform (Sunny). I like to make the wild cards pokemon with several forms, or the ability to transform in some way. His 'base' form in Tartarus is Sunny, since Orpheus has fire attacks, but he shifts with whatever element he's using.

Yukari: Ducklett (Shiny). She was just going to be normal ducklett, but then I remembered the shiny was pink, and it makes her more 'special' and talk of the school, so I decided that's fine haha. Flying is the wind equivalent, here, so it was hard to Not make her some sort of bird. It works though, I think!

Junpei Iori: Charcadet. Needed a fire type, and charcadet seemed spunky enough to be him, out of the ones available. After Chidori [redacted], his personamon changes from an Armarouge-equivalent to a Ceruledge-equivalent.

Fuuka Yamagishi: Psy attacks don't exist in p3, though they do in p5, who I also already pokemoned, but Psychic still fits both psy attacks and navi abilities, so I'll let them overlap. She was able to avoid being killed in Tartarus for 10 hours, so she would have been using teleport to keep herself safe, as well as other psychic moves to detect where shadows lurked. Wanted a pokemon not usually known for attacking, to fit more with the navi role.

Aigis: Iron Valiant. Another phys-heavy user, so I wanted fighting type, and Iron Valiant happened to be just that. Looks like Gallade/Gardevoir (*is* Gallade/Gardevoir but in the future/ an alternate dimension?) but is also distinctly Robotic. Luckily most people pin the oddness about her as 'why is she fully evolved and in highschool' rather than 'hey, that's not a pokemon I know, what the hell'.

Koromaru: Houndour (Albino). There are not too many fire/dark pokemon, to go along with Koro's fire/curse attacks, and one of them just Happened to be a dog. I had to. I also made up an 'albino' coloration, based off of real albino dogs. If shiny, as a genetic mutation exists, then others can as well!

Ken Amada: Dedenne. Very similar to Koro, there are exactly two (2) pokemon that are electric/fairy, as I equate bless to fairy type, and one of those was a legendary. So Ken is Dedenne. It oddly works out, since he looks up to Akihiko, and they're both small, rodent pokemon (who happen to be their pkmn generation's equivalent of pikachu :P)

I have Many more thoughts on this crossover, if anyone wants to talk about it! I have a few more P3 characters planned out (Strega, pharos, ryoji, nyx avatar), P4's Investigation team, and P5's Phantom Thieves, though I need to actually Draw them all.

#Persona 3 #Persona 3 Reload #p3 #Pokemon #pkmn #mitsuru kirijo #akihiko sanada #makoto yuki #minato arisato #yukari takeba #junpei iori #fuuka yamagishi #aigis #koromaru #ken amada #shinjiro aragaki #so many tags #Mac yaks #whentvsdraw #also!!! Used their p3:RE art as a reference for the poses. Some of the pokemon do Not fit well with the poses though *looks at Ken*

[chalkscene]

fruits basket ⇢ YOU FORGOT TO TELL THE SOHMA BOYS YOU LOVE THEM

ft. kyo sohma, yuki sohma, shigure sohma & hatsuharu sohma

shigure is a menace. black haru 😭 the boys just wanted to hear you say ily

no line breaks. we die like men

you plop yourself down on the couch, rubbing your temples in desperation to relieve some of the stress from work that you don’t notice KYO emerge from the kitchen. “long day?” you nod, a tired smile pulling at the corners of your lips. he sits on the center table in front of you, smoothing a hand over your knee. “food’s still warm. wanna have dinner?” “i think i’ll head to bed early,” you tell him as you reach out to lace your fingers together. “okay.” he doesn’t say anything else after that which is unusual because he always tells you to eat something. “hey,” you tug at his hand to get his attention. “you okay?” you’re met with silence so you continue to prod, “what is it?” you watch kyo hesitate for a moment but ultimately occupying the space next to you on the sofa, playing with your hand as he speaks in a small voice. “we’re okay, right?” “why won’t we be?” “you didn’t say i love you when you left for work so… i don’t know.” he simply shrugs but you can tell he’s more bothered than he’s letting on. “hey,” you cradle his face in your palms so he meets your eyes. “i love you. you know i do.” “would it hurt you to say it?” you fight the urge to roll your eyes. god, he’s stubborn. “i forgot but i didn’t mean it. i promise.” he takes you in his arms, resting his forehead on your shoulder before releasing a pleased sigh as he basks in your warmth. “i love you, too.” “big baby,” you tease. he retaliates with a poke on your side, tightening his arms around you when your body involuntarily jerks away. “you sure you’re not hungry?”

“do you want me to pick you up?” YUKI offers, his voice sounding hopeful from the other end of the call. “no, it’s fine. i’m just about to leave anyway. i’ll see you at home.” “oh. sure.” you sense a tinge of disappointment in his tone; or maybe that’s just you so you ignore it. but unbeknownst to you, yuki’s been frantic all day, his restless hand fiddling with his phone as soon as you hang up. he can’t think of a good reason why you won’t say those three words. he knows he would. besides, you have never left the house without telling him you love him. until today. he’s soon snapped out of his thoughts when he hears a click on the door knob and a surge of relief flows through him once you greet him with a smile. “hi.” he shoots up from his seat to make his way to you, hands reaching for your shoulders to take your coat. “how was work?” “work’s work,” you shrug, “how was your day?” “better now that you’re here.” his arms encircle your waist to pull you close and you can’t help but coo at him. “everything alright?” he doesn’t answer right away. “yuki?” “it’s stupid.” “what is it?” “you, uh…” he trails off momentarily, eyes now cast downwards. “you left this morning without saying i love you.” “oh.” “i told you it’s dumb-“ “no!” you grab his face, smooshing his cheeks which shuts him up in an instant. “it’s not. i’m sorry. i was running late and it completely slipped my mind. i’m sorry. i love you.” you pepper him with kisses, pulling a series of giggles from his lips. “i love you too. but i’ll start waking you up an hour before your alarm.”

“i think i’m going back to writing,” SHIGURE declares as soon as you arrive home from work. “it’s about a girl who didn’t say i love you to her lover before leaving. what do you think?” whatever it is you’re about to do comes to a halt as you’re stood at the door, speechless and baffled. “…and almost a whole day has passed and she still hasn’t said it so her boyfriend starts to worry she’s fallen out of love.” “that’s uh… interesting?” you try your best to humor him but he sighs theatrically at your lack of response. “you know what? it’s fine. the boy has always been a giver anyway.” and he drops the subject. the next morning you’re putting your shoes on, just about to leave for work when you call out to him. “shigure, i’m heading out. i’ll see you later. i love you.” shigure only hums and you wait for him to say more but to no avail. assuming he didn’t hear you clearly, you walk up to him, giving him a quick goodbye kiss. “i’ll see you later, okay? i love you,” you repeat. “okay, i’ll see you later.” you visibly deflate at his response, muttering a small oh okay and shigure immediately backtracks but still nothing short of teasing. “i love you too, baby.” he kisses your pout away, snickering against your lips. “that was mean.” “that was payback for yesterday.” it’s only then it hits you why he was acting up last night.

as soon as you got a call from shigure about HATSUHARU tearing his house down, you rushed out of work and now you’re standing at a pile of debris in his front yard - he wasn’t exaggerating on the phone. “what happened?” you approach shigure’s slumped form and he releases a sigh before turning to you. “who would’ve thought i’d miss kyo?” unsure of what to say, all you can do is utter an apology on hatsuharu’s behalf which shigure brushes off; instead he points you to the younger sohma’s direction. you’re quick to find hatsuharu, given his white hair is hard to miss. “haru?” his head snaps at the sound of your voice. he seems to have come back from black haru but you still take his hand, rubbing soothing circles on it with your thumb. “wanna tell me what happened?” “wanna tell me why you didn’t say i love you this morning?” you’re completely at a loss for words, not expecting his retort so he continues. “you didn’t tell me you love me before you left. you always do.” despite his neutral expression, a slight pout forms on his lips and you feel the urge to tease him about it but you bite your tongue. “is that why you wrecked shigure’s house?” “it’s not a first for him.” “haru…” when he simply sighs, you go on. “i just forgot. i’m sorry okay? you know i love you.” he tugs at your hand gently, prompting you to step closer, “come here.” and just when you think he’ll wrap you in his embrace, he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. “wait! i have to get back to work-” “we’re going home.”

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