#Koyomi

[paradiseyuri]

Created by : ☆Koyomi☆ Respective credits to the creator ⓟⒶⓇⒶⒹⒾⓈⒺ♡ⓎⓊⓇⒾ

[valhallakonbi]

How would a wholly genderbent monogatari go?

unfortunately i can't do a full cast right now but i did give it a try:

[voidix]

When I tell you I love this team

[animeomelette]

On the subject of Koyomi and Suruga's relationship

Suruga and Koyomi are not romantically or sexually attracted to one another — In Suruga's case it's fairly unambiguously because she's gay; in Koyomi's case there doesn't need to be a specific reason but we can fairly assume it's because the thought of being romantically or sexually involved with his girlfriend's ex-girlfriend makes him uncomfortable for relatively straightforward social reasons

But a lot of people get thrown off by the fact that Suruga apparently flirts a lot with Koyomi, thinking this must mean that she's actually attracted to him — This isn't what's happening and there's a few angles to analyse it from

The first, and most straightforward, is that Suruga is flirting with him as a joke — You may wonder what's so funny about this ("is the joke that lesbians are secretly attracted to men? what's so funny about that?" a certain subset of people will surely cry out) but this isn't a joke for the sake of the audience — Koyomi and Suruga are friends and Suruga finds it funny to get a rise out of him by acting provocatively, and is comfortable enough in her own sexuality and her relationship with Koyomi to know that it will never actually lead anywhere

Her relationship with Hitagi is also important here — She wouldn't sincerely make a move on Hitagi's boyfriend because she wouldn't want to betray the trust of the woman who's still so dear to her — This also ties into her apparent attempts to seduce Koyomi in the "Suruga Monkey" arc of Bakemonogatari, before her rapport with Koyomi was well established — While her jealousy towards Hitagi's new partner is the most prominent factor in her actions in that arc, the degree to which she still sincerely cares about Hitagi cannot be understated — It's pretty likely that she'd be concerned that mysterious truant and possible delinquent Araragi Koyomi would take advantage of a girl who's been very ill for several years at that point only cheat on her at the first opportunity — In this regard it's also possible to analyse continued instances of her flirting with him as her reassuring herself that Hitagi is dating a good guy, that she doesn't need to worry that he's going to frivilously break Hitagi's heart (or that Hitagi will wind up getting arrested for assaulting any potential mistresses)

There's also the factor that Koyomi simply is not a reliable narrator — A significant proportion of what he describes strongly resembles intrusive thoughts — It's fair to assume that Koyomi might have primarily-obsessive obsessive-compulsive disorder, given how many scenes have him acting wildly inappropriately one moment only to resume their prior course a moment later as if nothing happened — So when Koyomi describes Suruga acting provocatively and flirting constantly with him, it's really worth taking that with a grain of salt — Some of it is probably her joking around, but a lot of what we're seeing is more likely a representation of Koyomi's anxiety that the strong platonic bond he's forging with his girlfriend's ex-girlfriend might undermine his romantic bond with Hitagi

It's also worth noting that we don't see the same sort of provocative flirting from Suruga when she narrates in Hanamonogatari, which has an added layer of significance given she's by far the most reliable narrator the series has (at least as far as Zokuowarimonogatari) — That can in part be attributed to the fact that Koyomi only appears in a couple of scenes in that novel, and the fact that Hanamonogatari is the last arc chronologically in the first-three seasons of the Monogatari series — But there's also a broader theme of the entire second season of Monogatari coming across there, that the person you think you know and the person they are inside are not the same — The Suruga we hear from in Hanamonogatari barely resembles the Suruga we see from Koyomi or Tsubasa's perspectives — Sure, she still has a manic episode in the later parts of the arc, but where others see her as a constant whirlwind of energy, underneath she has a far more depressive side that dominates her own narration

And that brings me to the final point, that Koyomi and Suruga's relationship works as well as it does because it represents a platonic bond between a man and a woman that you don't necessarily see all that often in fiction — And that bond is treated as being just as valuable and important as any other bond between any other character's in the series — And while it may be easy to be led astray from that fact by some of how their relationship is depicted in the series, really what we see is that it's a bond that can withstand social pressures and expectations surrounding gender and relationships

Of course, it could just be that Koyomi is a transfem egg who Suruga's gaydar is going off around — The door for Koyomi x Suruga yuri fanfiction is open for anyone who wants to disregard the rest of what I just said — Or you could make Hitagi transmasc and have it turn out that Koyomi is gay — Koyomi and Suruga could work well as a queerplatonic duo

[playwithmydarkestdemons]

Bakemonogatari Opening 4 Creditless

[kenllre]

浴槽

[kon-kon-kon-kon]

台風まだかなー

台風よりもゲリラ豪雨の方が私はおっかないです。カミナリ怖すぎ。

[reki-of-the-valley]

First Steps

AO3

“What even am I supposed to do? Talk to him?”

 Reki slumped against the railing, the summer breeze cool against his nape. He wasn’t used to being all dressed up, dressed the way the rich were, but still, he caved. He let himself be pampered and dolled up. He let himself be a toy for all the ladies of the place, ladies that came and went with giggles on their lips and smiles in their eyes. It was like dressing a doll or a puppy, a little thing that didn’t protest, just let himself be held and fiddled with. He was the toy every lady wished to have because he was the one that protested the least, or so he had overheard. So he let himself be dressed the way he was now, dressed to fit into the crowd that is nothing like him. He could never be like any man in that room.

“Talk to him and stop being a coward about it.”

There was annoyance in the girl’s voice, that sting of judgment Reki was so used to. There was no escaping it, even when he was trying desperately to escape every person in the room.  No matter where he went, his sister would follow and his eyes would find her, a sight always so comforting to him.

Auburn locks caught in the wind, amber eyes riveted on the landscape ahead of her, Koyomi might as well have been the heroine from one of those manuscripts that circulated around the higher class. Pretty, poised, made for this life that had been offered to her by some miracle of the stars, it was no wonder she had had so much success. It was no wonder she had every man wrapped around her finger. She, unlike her brother, had grown far more accustomed to the life that had been offered to them. She, unlike him, found no difficulty in leaving their old life behind. She, unlike Reki, had had no trouble becoming the beautiful and wise woman who was standing in front of him today, a woman with so much potential.

“if you stopped being so terrified of being on the streets again, you’d stop being a coward and go talk to him.”

Koyomi didn’t even grace him with a look as she spoke so coldly. What had Reki even expected from the girl who was known for breaking hearts for fun? Well, maybe knowing that it wasn’t fun for her to reject anyone that got too close, he had thought she’d show him a little bit of compassion and gentleness. Maybe being her brother would have gotten her off of the script she had memorized, the harsh words she always used. Or maybe it was that he was her brother that made her harshness even more necessary. She had always been harsh but sincere with him. There had never been a sugarcoating between the two of them. Hard truths had always been said as they were, and Reki couldn’t deny the truth in the girl’s words.

The town spread wide beneath him, his eyes unable to reach the end of it. Everything blurred before he could distinguish town from wild, street from house. The lines were blurred and so were Reki’s thoughts as he leaned over the balcony a little more in an attempt to be closer to the landscape before him.

“Easy for you to say, you have every man at your feet. Every woman as well.” A pause lingered in the chilly night air. “Everyone wants favors from the daughter of the marquis. So many want her hand in marriage as well. So many adore you, but I can’t say the same about me.”

“Only because you don’t want to be his son.”

A chill ran down Reki’s back as he glanced at his sister. She was right, she always was, but it didn’t mean it didn’t hurt less. And it didn’t mean that he didn’t wish that his fate was different from the one that was given to him.

Anyone would have been overjoyed to have been taken in the way Reki and Koyomi had been. Anyone would have done anything for the social advancement they had gone through with no great effort. It was a miracle of the stars, Reki knew that, he was constantly reminded of his luck, but it didn’t make his life easier. This miracle, was he worthy of it? Someone else deserved his place more than he did. Did he deserve to have been taken in by one of the richest men around? Did he deserve this life of leisure? Wasn’t he supposed to be on his hands and knees, working every hour the way he vaguely remembered his parents worked?

This life, he wasn’t sure he deserved it. He wasn’t sure he deserved the time he got to dedicate to the arts. He wasn’t sure he deserved the stability he had. All he knew was that his sister deserved it and he wasn’t going to ruin it for her. That was why he was still here, dressed in a costume that wasn’t him, leaning over a balcony, living a life of leisure where he didn’t feel like he belonged. Where he felt like he would never belong.

“And you know,” Koyomi huffed, turning to rest her back against the railing and crossing her arms over her chest, “I don’t have everyone’s attention. There are people who won’t even give me the time of day, so ha! Your argument is invalid!”

“The son of Duke Chinen doesn’t count. He doesn’t talk to anyone.”

Pink spread across the girl’s cheeks as she huffed once again. Sure, she hadn’t actually named the man, but Reki wasn’t clueless. She hadn’t needed to pronounce his name for her brother to know whom she was referring to. Miya, the only son of the Duke, had been nothing but a bother to poor Koyomi. He was the only one who hadn’t been immediately charmed by the girl, which was a first for her. Even as children, they hadn’t gotten along very well. Everything had always been a competition between the two, but as age caught up to them, Miya had truly turned his back on the girl, no longer indulging in their little bits of bickering. Just like that, they had gone from childhood rivals to strangers, except Koyomi hadn’t yet accepted it. And if Reki knew but one thing, it was that his sister would never let the distance go. She would do anything in her power to get the attention of the boy-turned-man and demand an apology and an admission to cheating in one of their childish games that happened nearly a decade prior.

“Whatever.” The girl pushed herself off the railing of the balcony before rearranging her skirts and readjusting the shawl covering her shoulders. “Just, you should go talk to him.” Amber eyes mirrored each other. “You really should. And who knows, maybe you’ll be the one that finally makes him smile.” She took a step forward, a step closer to the people beyond the closed door. “And maybe you two will be able to bond over the fact that you’ve been brought into a world that doesn’t feel right to you.”

And with that, Koyomi opened the doors and disappeared among the people of her circle, leaving Reki with no one but himself and the cool breeze. Perhaps she was right. Perhaps Koyomi was right and he and the prince were meant to talk. Perhaps they were destined to bond over their unexpected fates. Perhaps they could be friends, best of friends, but first, Reki had to approach him. First, Reki had to gather his courage and get close to the boy. First, Reki had to step out of the outside world, and enter Prince Langa’s world.  

[ciicadidae]

wip of my girlieeee

[writing-in-sin]

[ballbuster11]

Memento Mori Yohan, Jin, Tsubaki cheki scans

Crop edit ✔

[paradiseyuri]

Created by : ☆Koyomi☆ Respective credits to the creator ⓟⒶⓇⒶⒹⒾⓈⒺ♡ⓎⓊⓇⒾ

[valhallakonbi]

(for rqs) id love to see some more transmasc nadeko, the drawing you already did of him lives in my head rent free

thank you so much! i drew some sillies just for you.

[mechadeimos]

[caiuxraven]

I just spent the last three hours watching the two sci-fi romance anime films, To Every You I've Loved Before and To Me, the One Who Loved You, based on the novels by Yomoji Otono. You can watch them in any order, but I recommend starting with the heavier drama, To Me, the One Who Loved You, for context, and then ending with the more light-hearted To Every You I've Loved Before to leave you with a happy feeling.

It's been a while since a sci-fi anime film has captured my heart like this. The last one was probably Hello World! in 2020. Both of these films feature parallel worlds, multiverses, time-shifting, and time travel through the subconsciousness, rather than physical travel. In this way, they're similar to other anime like Link Click, Your Name, Tokyo Revengers, ERASED, and Re:Zero. However, these films are more grounded in scientific antics and tropes, rather than fantasy or supernatural elements.

I loved how intricately woven the stories were. It was like solving a puzzle and seeing how all the tiny dots and hints connected. The two films have different moods, but they're closely connected. Each film represents a different reality set in these parallel worlds, but they beautifully collide to create a heartwarming, emotional, and reflective experience for the viewer. I dare say that these films are some of the best anime films I've seen in the past few years.

[ifeelalot]