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datenightfright · 4 years

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Infamous

This story is dedicated to Oiwa. Thank you for allowing me to share your story, may you one day find peace.

Pairing: Kayako Saeki x WOC Reader

The Grudge fanfic

WARNING!!!: ALL THE WARNINGS! Abuse, attempted sexual assault. It doesn’t go into great detail, but if you’re sensitive to this stuff, please don’t read. WARNING!!!

Thank you @mlmdarkfiction and @doodleferp for your indispensable encouragement, your ideas, and for allowing me to ramble to you whenever. I appreciate you, thank you.

The Saeki house looms over you, an evil prophet to what you’re about to endure. This move had been in the making for several months now, and you had dreaded every moment. The stories around this house scared you, but your husband was undeterred. “Well?” He growls, snapping you out of your terrified daze, “Don’t just stand there stupid, help me move some of this shit in.”

“Yes,” You say, “Of course.” You strap your baby girl into her position on your back and rush to the small couch. Lifting it, on three, you two manage to maneuver the thing inside. The moving people had refused to enter the house, as had everyone else, even the realtor that sold it to you at a ridiculously low price, according to your husband. “It’s a stupid house,” He’d say, “Why everyone is afraid of a bunch of coincidences is beyond me.”

Your husband was the famous Haru Kubo, a paranormal investigator known worldwide for his exploits. You’ve lived in haunted castles, deserted mansions, and everything in between. All of them had scared you to live in. The thought of coming face to face with a real ghost was definitely your top three fears. But you loved Haru, so you tagged along with him on his adventures…until now.

Ever since you’d gotten pregnant, you’d been bugging Haru about settling down somewhere so your child could grow up with some semblance of normalcy. For the longest he’d resisted the idea, but since his mother started in on the badgering, he’d conceded to your wishes. You knew that he’d settle you somewhere gruesome, you just wish it hadn’t been this house.

It had all be Haru’s idea. He loved the thought of settling into the most haunted place in Japan. It would kick off his new book with a bang. Returning to his native country of Japan, he was going to explore all it had to offer, debunking one haunting after another. He was going to start with the biggest and juiciest of them all. The Infamous Saeki House.

Because you often helped Haru with his research, you’d done your fair share of work on this house. A tragic case of murder-suicide, your heart went out to the lonely Kayako and her son Toshio. From what you understood, a terrible curse had been put on the house, so that anyone that entered it would die a horrible death. You didn’t like the thought of living in such a house, but so far, every haunted place you’d been in had remained…well not haunted. You hoped moving into this house would follow the pattern thus far, but…there had been a staggering number of deaths attributed to this place. Too many for you, personally, to consider it a coincidence.

After everything heavy was moved in, Haru set his workstation up and immediately began working, leaving you to unpack the rest of the things. You jumped at every creak and groan the house gave you. You couldn’t help it, coupled with the feeling of being watched, and the knowledge of what had happened so long ago, it really creeped you out.

Luckily, because of your nomadic lifestyle, you didn’t have much to put up. So that left your afternoon to clean up and play with Sakura. At around two, she began to get fussy, and you put her down for a nap. “Woman!” Haru called, just as you finished tucking Sakura in. You wince, pausing in case Sakura woke up. When nothing happened you walked downstairs, wondering what on earth could be so urgent? “Yes, dear?” You ask, standing behind your husband. “Food.” He says, not bothering to look up from his computer screen. “Of course, dear.” You say, shuffling over. You don’t really have anything, not having had the opportunity to shop for groceries. So, you settle for peanut butter sandwiches and milk for him, and soup for you. You had to watch your figure, considering you just had a baby.

You place the plate down next to him. He barely registers you, just begins to eat. Frowning, he looks at his plate. “Really?” He finally looks up at you, irritated at his meal. “It’s all we have dear,” You say. “Mother would’ve gone out to get something before we started moving in.” He pointed out. You swallow the lump in your throat. Of course, why hadn’t you thought of that? He rolls his eyes. “Whatever,” He mumbles, “Make sure you go out tonight. I want a big breakfast in the morning.” You repress a sigh. “Of course,” You say.

Wandering through the isles late in the evening, you thank the gods that Haru had taken the time to teach you Japanese. You may be a slow reader, but you were at the very least fluent. You took your time in the little grocery store, wondering at some of the strange ingredients. You thought about buying some of them, after all you were in Japan now, Haru expected you to learn how to cook like the Japanese. You contemplate getting something wild and new, but ultimately decide not to, not for the first night anyway. Haru would be disappointed in you, but you could take it.

You don’t take long in the store, not wanting to cook a feast for two tonight. You’re tired, and quite frankly, you just want to get home and go to sleep. Moving halfway across the world takes its toll on you, and man were you tired.

You hum as you put the groceries in your car, finally done with the shopping. You stop when you notice people watching you. Little grandma’s hurry along once they notice you noticing them, some mothers scold their children and tell them not to stare, that its rude. You sigh. You might have to get used to that. Not only are you an American living in Japan, but you’re not white either. This is probably the first time any of these people have seen someone with a skin color like yours.

You buckle Sakura in her seat safely, making faces at her as you do so. She giggles and grabs for you. You can’t help but place a kiss on her cheek. Ever since you knew you were pregnant, she’s become you’re entire world. Haru whined about it every once and a while, but he had books to write, and TV interviews to keep him busy. Besides, you’d been living in his world for the longest time, now you had things to keep you busy on the long stretches of nights he was too busy for you.

Pulling into the driveway you notice some of the neighbors stare at you in horror. You ignore them, after all, its to be expected. You live in one of the most haunted houses in all of Japan, people are going to stare. You wave at them, flashing them the brightest smile you could, before gathering your daughter and the few groceries you’d gotten. You shuffle into the house as quickly as possible, shutting the door soundly behind you.

“Haru?” You call into the house, taking off your shoes before entering further. “Haru, I’m home!” You look over to his work area, he isn’t there. Maybe the move tired him and he’s in the bedroom. You resume humming as you put Sakura in her play pen. “I’ll be right back sweetie.” You tell her, kissing her forehead.

You’d just finished putting the groceries away when the smell of alcohol hits you. You’re just registering that its Haru when he wraps his arms around you, nibbling at your neck. “You look cute,” He slurs. You were sure he meant it as a way to get in your pants, seeing as that’s the line he picked you up with years ago, and subsequently the line that always let you know he was in the mood.

“Not now, Haru,” You say, trying to shrug him off. His grip on you tightens. Pressing his erection in your back he begins to whine, “Why not baby? It’s been so long since we did it.” You feel irritation flood your system. You’d done it two days ago, you wanted to snap. Besides, he always got so childish when you didn’t fuck him when he wanted. You had a baby you take care of; you didn’t have the luxury of just opening your legs whenever you wanted to.

“Come on, Haru,” You say, managing to turn around in his arms at least. “Later tonight, I promise.” His next whine falls on deaf ears. Over his shoulder, something white moves across your field of vision. “What was that?”

“What?” Haru says, looking behind him. When he sees nothing, he looks back at you. “Seeing things again? He teases. You glare at him. It’s not your fault that they’re living in the most haunted house in Japan, is it? Haru buries his face in your neck, trying his best to grind on you in his drunken state. “C’mon, give my big finger a tug or two.” He laughs at his own lame joke. “Haru, no.” You say, pushing him back, he stumbles. You see the fire in his eyes, but don’t pay any heed to it. “Now listen you,” He starts, but Sakura begins to cry. “The baby!” You gasp, rushing to get to her.

Haru stops you with a tight grip on your wrist. “Don’t fucking ignore me!” He snarls. You yank yourself away from him, trying to break his grip. “Let go!” You whimper, “You’re hurting me.”

“Listen, bitch,” Haru snarls. His words get you to stop. Haru had called you many names in your relationship, but never bitch. What the hell was this? “Haru, you’re scaring me.” You whisper. “You’ve ignored me for that brat long enough,”

“That’s your daughter!” Haru then does something he’s never done before, he raises his hand to you, punching you in the lip. Your head snaps back, you slip, landing hard on your ass, teeth clicking together. Haru throws himself on top of you. Before you can fully register what’s happening, he’s tearing at your shirt, grumbling about how he was going to take what was his. “Haru, Haru stop!” You scream. He back hands you this time, “Shut up!” He bellows. “Shut the fuck up! I’m tired of your mouth. You American women are always talking back.” Another back hand. By now you’re crying, wonder what the hell has come over him.

He’s always been a beast, a voice in your head says. You knew this day would come; you just ignored the signs so you could continue playing pretend. “I’m going to show you how to be a good wife. A quiet one.”

Haru wraps his hands around your throat, squeezing as tightly as he can. You immediately begin to gasp and claw at his hands, trying to get a breath. Your thoughts are on your daughter. Who will protect her from him if you can’t? You kick and struggle, trying with all your might to throw Haru off you.

It’s then you hear a faint clicking sound. Like someone pausing and thinking aloud with a long, low ‘uh’. Something black and white appears over Haru’s shoulder. A woman, the only other woman that’s lived in this house besides you. Kayako Saeki. She looks between you and your husband, wondering who to take first. You reach out to her, managing to choke out a small little “Please,” She looks at you, dead eyed, but intent. “I said shut up! You fucking American whore!” Haru yells, squeezing tighter. The edges of your vision begin to go black; you begin to struggle less. “Please,” You mouth. With all your might you try to send your thoughts to Kayako. Your daughter, please save your daughter.

Kayako’s characteristic groan grows louder, able to be heard over the cries of your child. This distracts Haru, his grip lessening so that you can gulp a lung full of precious air. With renewed strength you begin to struggle again. “Stop moving!” Haru snarls. He’s about to redouble his efforts in killing you when a white blur tackles him to the ground. You cough and splutter for a moment, your lungs burning. Without really thinking you crawl towards the living room, instinctually wanting to soothe your crying child.

You make it to her play pen, the moment she sees you, she settles somewhat. With some effort, you manage to take her out of her play pen and hold her close. You scoot yourself back against the arm of the couch, terrified. You’re going to die now, you and your daughter.

Your throat is in searing pain, you begin to tremble and cry. Kayako, done with your husband, comes crawling towards you. Her eyes wide, mouth closed. “Please,” You croak, tears flowing freely now. You give your now quiet daughter a kiss. “Please, be quick.” You beg, “Please, have mercy. P-please-” Whether or not it’s from terror or from exhaustion you feel yourself succumb to darkness, the edges of your vision going black once more. One last plea for mercy following you into a deep sleep.

#the grudge #ju-on #kayako saeki #kayako #slasher imagine #fic

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Supreme Clearance Sale | The Supreme Fall/Winter 2020 collection is here. Let's take a look at the highlights of this season.

Supreme Clearance Sale | On August 17, Supreme officially released the complete collection of autumn and winter 2020. The new series continues Supreme's consistent style, still strong, still street. Function, retro, exotic, art, reproduction, these are the areas that Supreme will dabble in every season, we take you to see the key items of the new season from these perspectives.

Costume: Cross, Bogo, Cosmopolitan, Smurf

Specially designed Box logo items have always been a focus, and this season, Supreme superimposed two Box logos to make a cross shape, which was used on the sweater, which is available in a variety of colors.

Supreme and Smurf's joint name is also the focus of this season, there are denim jackets, GORE-TEX fabric jackets, knitwear, trousers, hats and other styles, design ideas are also very rich.

Some of the artwork is notable for its use of Japanese erotic artist Toshio Saeki, whose ukiyo-e style of painting combines the legends of Gods and Ghosts beneath erotic themes in collages on jackets.

Artist AOI's global neon theme is embroidered on the back of the jacket.

More familiar masterpieces this season include Mondrian's polar fleece reversible jacket and the Girl with a Pearl Earring floral print hoodie.

The BLM campaign has seen Supreme's voice take many forms, including videos of performances by black artists such as saxophonist Pharoah Sanders, whose photo was featured in this season's Photo Tee, and American stand-up comedian Katt Williams.

And the slogan, Tee.

In addition, the series also uses the paintings of Jamaican musician Lee Scratch Perry.

Looking at the whole series, another feeling is the diversity of materials, such as 700 puffiness GORE-TEX fabric down jacket, waterproof reflective fabric down jacket, artificial fur jacket, corduroy suit, leather jacket cooperated with Vanson, exotic color woven jacket, hand-woven coat in Tlaxcala, Mexico, etc.

Accessories: Lipstick, Toothpaste, Arcade Machine, Wristwatch, Ghost Doll

Accessories continue to refresh everyone's understanding of "everything can be Supreme". This season, Supreme and makeup artist Pat McGrath's personal brand of the same name launched a joint lipstick. The prototype is Pat McGrath's popular Mist Matte Lipstick, a shade created specifically for the joint. The lipstick tube continues Pat McGrath's signature design, with golden lips and Supreme's red background, which is high profile enough.

In addition, there is a Colgate toothpaste, logo here inexplicably harmony.

There are affordable toothpaste and high-end wristwatches. Supreme collaborated with watchmaking and jewelry brand Jacob & Co. to create two watches, 40mm and 47mm in diameter, with steel cases and diamond-set bezels, one red and one black, just right for couples. The watch can display the time in four time zones, and the small dial uses circles, triangles and squares, which are scattered on the dial like stickers with the Box logo. In addition to the wristwatch, the two sides also brought a 14k gold necklace.

The biggest accessory of the season should be this arcade collaboration with Mortal Kombat.

The Air Force 1, a collaboration with Nike, is here again, and the visual is no different from last season's.

Speaking of Supreme, it's a bit like playing the role of a shopping store, introducing daily good things in a joint way, such as Bicycle's waterproof poker, Opinel folding knife, Hydrapak Stash collapsible water bottle, Shure SM58 handheld microphone, etc. Anker Nebula Capsule II projector, FLOS mushroom lamp, Kartell Trix folding bed and so on, many of them are classic models.

Left to right, Bicycle's Waterproof Poker, Opinel Folding Knife and Hydrapak Stash Collapsible Water Bottle

Left to right, Shure SM58 Handheld Microphone, Anker Nebula Capsule II Projector, FLOS Mushroom Light

Kartell Trix Folding Bed

An interesting group of vases, and a transparent fish tank with double glass.

And skateboards, of course.

Finally, it is still the sales information. The first wave of Supreme's autumn and winter 2020 series will hit Supreme stores and official websites in Europe and the United States from August 20, while the Japanese market will be launched on August 22, so how do you feel about this season, which has entered your list?

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#Supreme Clearance Sale #Cheap Supreme Hoodies #Cheap Supreme Sweatshirts #Cheap Real Supreme #Supreme Clothing For Sale

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recentanimenews · 6 years

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Bookshelf Overload: October 2017

Another month, another mountain of media that somehow made its way into my possession! (Actually, I know exactly how.) Thanks to some fantastic sales, I finally got around to filling in the gaps in my collection of Takehiko Inoue’s Vagabond. I also ended up buying more anime than I usually do, too. In particular, Sentai Filmworks announced back in September that it would be discontinuing DVDs and has since been working to clear out stock. Since my eyesight is poor enough that I don’t usually notice a difference in visual quality between DVD and Blu-ray releases, I took the opportunity to pick up Space Brothers and a few other things at a greatly discounted price. As for October manga debuts, I was greatly impressed by Spirit Circle, Volume 1 by Satoshi Mizukami. I was also really looking forward to the release of Yokai Rental Shop, Volume 1 by Shin Mashiba since I enjoyed the creator’s earlier series Nightmare Inspector. Notably, manga translator and yokai scholar Zack Davisson released a new work in October, too–Kaibyo: The Supernatural Cats of Japan is one of the newest titles from Chin Music Press, a publisher that takes great care with physical production and design, so in addition to being interesting, it’s also a beautiful book.

Manga! Ajin: Demi-Human, Volume 10 by Gamon Sakurai Akuma no Riddle, Volumes 2-4 written by Yun Kouga, illustrated by Sunao Minakata Food Wars!: Shokugeki no Soma, Volume 20 written by Yuto Tsukuda, illustrated by Shun Saeki Gangsta: Cursed, Volume 3 written by Kohske, illustrated by Syuhei Kamo Imperfect Girl, Volume 1 by Mitsuru Hattori Jackass! by Scarlet Beriko The Key to the Kingdom, Volumes 1-6 by Kyoko Shitou Kitaro’s Strange Adventures by Shigeru Mizuki Prison School, Omnibus 8 by Akira Hiramoto Spirit Circle, Volume 1 by Satoshi Mizukami Super Dimensional Love Gun by Shintaro Kago Vagabond, Omnibus 7-8 by Takehiko Inoue Yokai Rental Shop, Volume 1 by Shin Mashiba

Comics! The Academic Hour by Keren Katz Awaken, Volume 1 by Koti Saavedra The Big Book of Bisexual Trials and Errors by Elizabeth Beier Can I Pet Your Werewolf? edited by Kel McDonald and Molly Muldoon Cosmoknights: Prologue by Hannah Fisher Flutter, Volume 3 written by Jennie Wood, illustrated by Jeff McComsey Fujoshi Trapped in a Seme’s Perfect Body, Volume 3 written by Seru, illustrated by Joberu Generations by Flavia Biondi Goro, Issue 1 by Sarah Horrocks Ladycastle written by Delilah Dawson, illustrated by Ashley A. Woods Mis(h)adra by Iasmin Omar Ata Oh Joy, Sex Toy, Volume 4 created by Erika Moen and Matthew Nolan Spinning by Tillie Walden The Tea Dragon Society by Katie O’Neill The Witch Boy by Molly Knox Ostertag

Light Novels! Juni Taisen: Zodiac War written by Nisiosin, illustrated by Hikaru Nakamura

Novels! The Explosion Chronicles by Yan Lianke Milky Way Railroad by Kenji Miyazawa Snakelust by Kenji Kagagami

Anthologies! Japanese Gothic Tales by Kyōka Izumi

Poetry! Bashō’s Narrow Road: Spring and Autumn Passages by Bashō Matsuo Night Sky with Exit Wounds by Ocean Vuong

Nonfiction! Kaibyo: The Supernatural Cats of Japan by Zack Davisson The Silver Spoon: Memoir of a Boyhood in Japan by Kansuke Naka

Anime! Food Wars! directed by Yoshitomo Yonetani Gosick, Part 2 directed by Hitoshi Nanba Hozuki’s Coolheadedness directed by Hiro Kaburaki Orange directed by Hiroshi Hamasaki Pet Shop of Horrors directed by Toshio Hirata Space Brothers directed by Ayumu Watanabe

By: Ash Brown

#Anime #News #Manga Bookshelf

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