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level1cleric · 2 months
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i really appreciate this bit here. senshi is sensitive to izutsumi's eating habits, and rather than admonishing her or punishing her, senshi works to make sure she's fed in a way that aligns with her needs, even if those needs are just variety in this case. it really shows how much senshi is dedicated to making sure his group is fed and likes the food they're eating, taste being just as important as nutrition, by recognizing their likes, dislikes, and limits
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manga-meow · 1 year
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izharmilgram · 7 months
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@toast-ranger-to-a-stranger on ao3.
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tackletofset · 4 months
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Will Kempen took the meme "screaming, crying, throwing up" a little too seriously
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Fruits Basket | Furuba by Natsuki Takaya – Chapter 51 - Hanajima
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Here's to the first WIP Wednesday of 2024! And here's some more of American Beasts chapter 51 with good old Uncle Staci and the kids:
Staci led the two children into the mess hall and straight through into the kitchen, lifting them both to sit up on the large metal counter across from the stove where he could keep an eye on them. He had never spent much time with kids, never had much time for them before, but knowing that Kit had taken on the guardian role for them meant he wouldn’t fail her. She trusted him to look after them in her stead. 
“You guys like grilled cheese?”
Carter’s mouth practically started dripping with saliva at the words. Grilled cheese was like sweet ambrosia after weeks worth of peanut butter. “We do, yeah.”
“Good, ‘cause that’s about all I can really make you in this place. If there wasn’t a war going on –” He looked over at the two kids starving, shaking and cold, if anyone knew the effects of the Reaping it was these two. “...well I’d be able to make ya something else.”
Staci went into the fridges and grabbed the butter and cheese, and a loaf of bread from the pantry. Grabbing a cast iron pan, he dropped it on the stove burner and turned up the heat. He eyed the kids from over his shoulder as the pan warmed, buttering both sides of each slice of bread. “How long were you on your own for?”
“Three weeks.”
His eyes widened and then his brow furrowed, his back turned so the children couldn’t see his reaction. “Jesus,” he whispered under his breath. “I don’t think I would have been able to do that at your age.” He likely couldn’t now. “I’m impressed.”
Carter tugged his lips into a tight grin, but it didn’t meet his eyes. “Thanks.”
Placing the slices of bread in the pan, Staci lay cheese down on one side and then covered that with another slice of bread. He could hear the children sniffing the air hungrily as the bread began to toast and the cheese melted. Memories of his own childhood and his mother making grilled cheese for him after a tough day at school came flooding back. Such a simple meal and yet it was a staple of childhood (and of being a bachelor, if he was being honest). 
“Is that why she saved us?”
Staci paused, holding the spatula to the bread, pressing it against the pan. “What do you mean?”
“Because we proved ourselves.”
“I, um, I can’t really speak for Kit.” He scratched at his brow, nervously twitching. “She has her own motivations for doing everything.”
“But that’s part of the cult’s whole thing, right?”
“Part of it…yeah.” Pratt could feel dark eyes boring into his back, expecting a better answer than that. The kid was smart, he didn’t want to lie. Rubbing at the back of his neck with his hand, he flipped the sandwiches on to the other side so they were evenly toasted. “I have a feeling she wanted to save you because she saw people in need,” he said with a shrug. “I know you probably think we’re the enemy, but her and I, we weren’t always on their side either.” Staci glanced over his shoulder once more. “She tries to do things for the right reasons…she’s not completely cold no matter how much she wants people to believe that…no matter how much she tries to make herself believe that.”
“Why would she want to do that?”
He sighed, biting his lip. “Kit’s a bit of a mystery. There’s not a lot I really know about her, she doesn’t really like people knowing her. She prefers to keep us at arm’s length. All I do know for sure is that she was a soldier…and that when she picks you as someone she cares about she would go to the ends of the Earth for you.”
“How does she pick who she cares about?”
“God, I think that might be one of the questions philosopher’s could ponder over forever.” Staci went and grabbed two plates and brought them over to the side of the stove. “I have no idea, kid,” he said with a shake of his head as he slid the sandwiches onto each plate, bringing them over to the counter where the children sat before starting to make more for them – based on experience, he knew one was never enough. 
As the children brought the grilled cheese to their mouths, they seemed to devour them, cramming as much of it into them as quickly as they could. It broke his heart. Already they’d learned to eat the way those in the cages did, not knowing when the next meal would come. A desperate hunger that left a person wondering if it could ever be filled. He had never seen a child in the cages, he hoped it was because they were sent to another bunker…the other prospect twisted him up in knots. 
Watching them feast, strings of cheese falling from their lips and clinging to their chins, a flash of blood pouring from Kit’s mouth as she chewed on a man’s flesh made him freeze and turn back to the pan. 
A mumbled thank you around the food in Carter’s mouth was quickly followed by another question as he swallowed. “Why’d you join the cult?”
His eyes grew wide as he tried to return to the task of cooking. “Uh, well, I mean…I joined at first because it was either that or…well…” Staci’s words trailed off, petering out when all the steam had been kicked out of him by the child’s barrage of questions.
“They were gonna kill you?”
Staci swallowed heavily and then dragged his tongue across his teeth. Not wanting to answer the question. Not with such a young audience. His silence was all the answer the child needed however. 
“So why’d you stay?”
He’d been through his confession with John, had been interrogated by Jacob, and yet this child seemed to ask all the right questions to give him pause. Staci rubbed his hands over his face, scratching at the dark stubble on his cheeks. “Loyalty. To her.”
“You mean Kit?”
“Yeah,” he said with a sigh.
“Why?”
After everything he had been through, Staci was willing to put his faith in the Father, willing to believe his word that the end was coming soon. After everything he had seen and heard Kit do, it was clear to him that she wasn’t just a fluke. There was no way that all of this had just been a coincidence. God had a plan, He had a reason, and unbeknownst to Pratt and everyone else in Hope County – except for Joseph Seed – she was it. A stranger who rode into town like an ill omen of a shifting tide and changing times. Almost otherworldly in how distant she remained as if she wasn’t one of them, above them somehow, not quite human. And yet for some reason, just like these children, he had been chosen as one of the few she would protect, offering up her own life and freedom for him. Kit had done monstrous things, things that left him with nightmares, merciless and remorseless in her actions. So sure of everything she did, every action thrust upon her by something larger than herself. But wasn’t that what the angels of the end times described as? Warriors, avengers who struck down their foes without forgiveness or pity, saving only those who had faith. 
He had faith. 
“She risked her life to save me, fought to free me. It’s only right I do the same for her.”
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manga-meow · 6 months
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lustfulcat · 1 year
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SAEZURU CHAPTER 51 SPOILERS:
okay so from what I've been hearing:
-Doumeki brings Yashiro back to his place and there's that little toss around that we saw in the official spoilers.
-They start touching but then Doumeki is gentle and Yashiro winds his hands around Doumeki's back, pulling up his shirt
-AND DOUMEKI HAS A TATTOO.
-From the spoilers I've read and seen, the shirt is only pulled up to Doumeki's shoulder blades but you do see a lot of the tattoo. It covers his whole back, like all the way down to his waist. There is a snakeline thing at the bottom and other people say there's a lotus flower at the top but I see wings and a person? Maybe? The pic is very blurry.
-Yashiro is super angry about the tattoo. That's because a tattoo puts Doumeki even further into the yakuza world and Yashiro never wanted that for him.
-THEN THEY KISS. yes, you heard that right. And the kiss starts off gentle but becomes more passionate omfg
WE WON, SAEZURU FANDOM.
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everymephistopheles · 3 months
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itty-bitty-sxf · 9 months
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