#labyrinth of magic magi

[metalandmagi]

In honor of Women's History month, I just want to remind people that some of the most influential and popular manga in the anime community are written/illustrated by women. And I'm not just talking about groundbreaking shojo like Sailor Moon, Fruits Basket, Card Captor Sakura, or Black Butler (or things like Chihayafuru, Migi to Dali, Sakamoto Desu ga?, Nana, Natsume Yuujincho, Revolutionary Girl Utena, Violet Evergarden, A Silent Voice, and a million more). To be clear, those series are also amazing, and I'm not demeaning them in any way. They deserve just as much respect as everything else.

But right now I'm talking about shōnen series or series that are usually marketed towards men specifically or have appeared in shōnen magazines. I mean things like:

Beastars, made by Paru Itagaki (fun fact: she's the daughter of Keisuke Itagaki, the author of Baki! I guess it runs in the family 😆)

Gangsta, by Kohske

Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic by Shinobu Ohtaka (which I promise isn't what my screen name is a reference to, even though I love this show).

D.Gray Man by Katsura Hoshino

Dorohedoro by Q Hayashida

To Your Eternity by Yoshitoki Ōima

Mushishi, made by Yuki Urushibara (aka Soyogo Shima).

Noragami which is written by two women, collectively named Adachitoka, similarly to romance author duo Christina Lauren.

Blue Exorcist by Kazue Kato

Inuyasha (and Ranma 1/2 and Urasai Yatsura) by Rumiko Takahashi, which I know for a fact served as a gateway anime for a shit ton of people across generations (but especially for people my age).

I have to shout out Posuka Demizu, who illustrated The Promised Neverland, which is my favorite manga series. She may have given the characters weird looking facial proportions, but damn if she ain't one of the most detail oriented (and sneakiest) artists out there.

And finally, a little story you may know called Fullmetal Alchemist, written by Hiromu Arakawa (who also wrote Silver Spoon, the most recent manga version of The Heroic Legend of Arslan and lots of other stuff but I wanted to highlight those two specifically).

There's also been speculation that a little unknown manga called...what was it again?...Oh yeah, DEMON SLAYER is written by a woman (I don't care if the Hashira Training arc is terrible, there is still a lot I love about the writing and characters and fight scenes). But Koyoharu Gotouge's gender hasn't been confirmed so it's still just a theory.

idk, I just love women.

[rene-darling]

[imagine]

...catching feelings for your sneaky link...

Dom/topGn!reader [talks about thrustin from strap or dk up to you.]

Something isn't right, it doesn't feel right. It's not his first time, you're not taking his virginity or some shit, hell- this isn't even the first time you two fucked. But something about the mood, this fuck session was...off.

Your thrusts were deep and- slow, which- wasn't entirely unusual maybe you're tired? You sometimes go slower when you start- no. Fuck, it was a few hours into your fuck session and the entire time you went so deep!

You went fast when he whined for it you kept at a pace most pleasurable to him. Why? It- it wasn't like he was your boyfriend or some shit. You didn't need to be all sappy and slow, hah, did you lose your touch?

Why're you touching him like- like he's delicate. Soft and- like you- fuck who do you think he is? He's [______] he doesn't need to be treated softly, he can handle it. He can fuck. He won't break he can endure it, he- so why does he like it. All soft 'n shit.

"Have y-you gone soft on mhm- me." He finally built up the courage to confront you about your weird..behaviour

Bringing your hand up, you touch his face, his cheek. You didn't slap him even though he flinched as his face tightened in preparation for that. "You're the one, who's gone soft." He's crying, globs of tears flowing down his numb face, fuck. Why's he crying?? You aren't going rough so he has no excuse. Shit. Maybe he has gotten soft on you.

He- he doesn't know what to say- or do- shit. Are you gonna stop? Leave him like this? He's pretty useless if he can't handle you, fuck who would've imagined him, of all people melting into your soft touches crying over some basic decency.

"I- uh mm..hic..I don't-..uh..mm hic-" shit what is he doing? Looking up at you, trying to formulate a sentence as his stream of tears turn into rivers, drool dripping down his lips, as his mouth opens and closes like some damn fish. Looking up at you with his glossed-over eyes, his body seems to pull away from you, trying to curl up into himself.

Since.. your arrangement started, there were only two rules, no catching feelings, and- no kissing on the lips, made to protect the first rule. You've wanted to break it many times yet never had the guts to cross that line, yet, here you are. Lips crashed into his as he pulls you back into him, closer. This time curling into you rather than himself, arms around your shoulder and back as you break away, shock prevalent in those glazed eyes, and a gling of something else too.

"fuuuck, [_____]. Maybe- hah..maybe I am the one going soft after all."

...MICHAEL KIASER...reo...ness...SCARAMOUCHE...fratboy Eren...judar/judal...GOJO...toji...+your favs...

[frishbi]

Purple characters - happy new year everybody!! <3

[thatsitso]

I had to make this with them

Og

[wtfastaroth]

The sillies

[megumismyhusband]

sinbad was relentless.

it started as a game—teasing him, making him work for your attention, watching as the ever-so-charming king of sindria struggled to win you over. but somewhere along the way, the game stopped being just a game. somewhere between his lingering glances, his effortless laughter, and the way he always, always made sure you were taken care of, you found yourself teetering on the edge of something dangerously real.

still, you held out.

but sinbad never wavered.

he showed up at your clinic with excuses that grew weaker by the day. “just checking in,” he’d say, as if you didn’t know he’d been healed by your magic not even a week ago. he sought you out at banquets, at meetings, even during the quiet moments before sunset, when the world slowed and it was just the two of you standing on the palace balcony with the ocean breeze in your hair.

“tell me,” he mused one evening, voice low, warm, hopeful. “how much longer do I have to chase you?”

you should have teased him. you should have smirked, leaned in close, and left him hanging just like you always did.

but for once, you didn’t feel like playing.

instead, you turned to him, eyes soft, lips curving into something genuine.

“not much longer,” you admitted, before finally, finally closing the distance between you.

[25ne0n]

our little magi

[marshidoesart]

I rewatched magi And now I'm drowning in manga (like, for real)

[hkryu]

xi - justice

[natbachika]

Hakuryuu you're so special to me

[cursoulla]

when arting hard scribbles and old otp’s save me

[hrrtkreuz]

its amazing what one can do with their free will and a free drawing program

[genderfluid-insomniac]

Can I have SNB Sinbad slowly starting to fall in love with his fem childhood friend

Sinbad x reader as childhood friends to lovers

He loved you so much when he was younger but really didn’t want to leave you and wanted to bring you with him. There was a chance you could get hurt and he didn’t want that to happen so he promised you that he’d see you again, leaving you with a kiss and a letter. “I love you and I promise I’ll be back. Read this letter whenever you feel lonely.”

He didn’t want to leave at that but the last few days that he had with you he spent the most he could and showed you the route that he planned to take. You loved his idea and planned to support it no matter what. You just hoped that he would be okay no matter what and hugged him for what seemed like hours, making him promise to send you a letter.

Sinbad did as you asked and sent you a letter every time he arrived in a new country, updating you on his plans and assuring you that he was safe and planned to come back to you. Years passed and you both grew, never seeing each other in person but one day you got a letter from the person you longed to see the most. Sinbad had invited you to stay in his kingdom for a couple of weeks and reconnect after all these years and of course, you accepted.

When you arrived he was right at the docks waiting to pick you up and time seemed to stop as you both took each other in, admiring each beautiful feature of the other and running into each other's arms. Sinbad wasted no time and asked to kiss you, promising to show you around and make up for old times.

Most of the days are spent in each other's arms and Sinbad showering you in lavish clothing, and gold, showing off how powerful he was and promising to protect you or spar with you if you want. Telling you all about how he adored you as children and reminiscing about old times.

[ratsrequiem]

Okay what the hell sure. Old man yaoi

[thatsitso]

High King of the Seven Seas

[wtfastaroth]

I don't have art, so you get this stupid thing instead today