i havent seen anyone talk about this but Arajin and Matakara remind me of Taichi and Touma so much man.
small dark haired guy chasing a girl he likes. major inferiority complex. complicated feelings about his childhood best friend that have to do with those feelings of inferiority, causing him to initially avoid him now that they're in high school.
Said childhood best friend has no parents and only has his big brother left. He idolises his former friend to a fault, and still calls him by a childish and overly familiar version of his name (Tai-chan, Ara-chan). hes tall and fit and seems to be popular / well liked, but all he really cares about is his (former) best friend.
the bigger one has kept a memento of their friendship for years. best friend power. best friend stone.
ao no flag was all about making choices. bucchigiri is about not running away and facing things head on.
with the way things are going for bucchigiri, it's inevitable that Matakara and Arajin will reconcile, just like Taichi and Touma did
I keep starting and abandoning posts that go into my drafts, as I try to stay tasteful about how fucking revolted this part makes me. Like, I'm legitimately unsure if the very relevant trauma I have is making me see things that aren't here
But first we see that Star Flower is trying to ingratiate herself to the group, just after she reappears from chapter 5. Chapter 5 is about how Clear Sky is still abusive towards his son, and she comes in after stroking his ego, stressing how alone she is, and appealing to how she'll be loyal unlike his child. (She glances over at Thunder, directly implying this.)
Now in Chapter 9, she's babysitting and trying to care for Milkweed's kits (in spite of discomfort from Milkweed), taking a wet sleeping space away from the others, and pulling more than her own weight "without complaint." Putting herself through harsh sitations to prove her worth.
All while trying to appear extra attractive to Thunder, and later Clear Sky. Basically every man in power who can "protect her"
Like, am I going fucking crazy? With how we later find out that Star Flower was "promised as a mate" to One Eye's subordinate Slash, is... is that hypersexualization? One of the extremely stigmatized symptoms of sexual abuse?
She goes to find Clear Sky alone to throw herself at his paws, and he's very quickly attracted to how she promises to perfectly obey him, have no needs of her own, and finally be the perfect servant that he desires
"I don't deserve your trust because I am dirt. I understand you because I also regret something. I'd die for you. I'll never betray you unlike those who have."
This isn't manipulation. She means this. The story is playing their romance sincerely. She's comparing "betraying" Thunder by telling her own father about an assassination ambush to Clear Sky's history of child abuse, physical assault, and murder
She believes she's on the same level as this; a monster who murdered a childhood friend in a fit of entitled rage. She was a victim of One Eye who really believes that the way her father used her means she "understands" this monster, deserves this treatment.
And Clear Sky LIKES that.
He likes that she will have COMPLETE FAITH in him. That she will follow him WITHOUT QUESTION. That she will OBEY his orders. That's fucking verbatim, that's THE TEXT!!!
WHILE HE'S STILL CRYING ABOUT "ive tried to atone every day" FOLLOWING THE LAST TWO BOOKS WHERE THE ONLY SHITTY THING HE DOESN'T DO IS MURDER INNOCENT WOMEN
Am I insane?? Am I wrong??? Am I missing something here???? Why the fuck is the fandom takeaway "haha sexy girl steals his dad." Did I read the same book
If Lucky gets blood on his designer clothes does Sulla pay for a replacement or has he become extremely good at cleaning it off?
oh, he just buys new clothes entirely when that happens
at first, felix did pay for lucky's wardrobe, especially if lucky got blood on them for totally legal reasons (felix always pays because he treats his boyfriends and girlfriends real good), but later lucky becomes independently wealthy and he is not afraid to for everyone to know it. fucked up your white and gold trim outfit? throw it out, you can afford a new one! crasso is the one who'd rather just clean blood out of fabric.
anyway, playing off of this, there's actually a scene at a point where lucky finally lives up to his name and manages to dress crasso up to his own desires! it's definitely some kind of power play lmao
The sun above burnt fiery gold, yet here you are drenched in the sobering melancholy that is wrapped around you like a cloak of death. It never seems to leave you, hangs around you like an old friend— you smile as you lie, the wretched agony peering through your eyes, that are always so vividly green. They tell you, your eyes are just like your mother's and you burn — for, you are not her but they do not see that; they see the caskets that they have buried, they see the ghosts of the pasts that are now just memories but never you. No one ever sees you.
Love is a wretched thing and you have always craved it, like a starved fool; you hungered for it. You remember being seven, you remember crying and you remember the hate that burned in your aunt's eyes as she looked at you, and thought of Lily. Yet, you still searched for it in your aunt's eyes, again and again— because you were only seven and you yearned for that brimming tenderness, that warm love that Dudley always got but never you.
Cruelty can be borne out of love and you see that in Snape; Professor Snape who loved a Lily but hated a Potter. Who sees you, and sees your father and despises you for it. He sees you and sees Lily dead dead, and loathes you for it. And isn't that funny? They all see you but all they see is the saviour, not the boy — they see the boy who lived and not the boy who lost his parents the same night he survived. They all see you but only see what they want to see.
Perhaps, that is why you see him. That is why your forest green search for those blood soaked rubies. A monster, they call him — yet, your heart calls for him. For, what is a monster— if not a human who once was. As you stand before him, he smiles at you; It is a cruel thing, a mockery and for a second you think of run, you think not Harry and you wonder for a second; when they take you away will your casket be surrounded by lilies, would they crow how brave the child was, just like his father.
Perhaps, that is why you fall in the arms of a monster who was once was a man (and once a boy like you, craving and never receiving). You fall into the arms of your foretold enemy who is supposed to destroy the world and you. For once you choose to let go, and as you let yourself be consumed, you wonder; how funny your life is. How, it is this monster, who is your foretold doom — ends up being the only one who sees you for you. Who looks at you and abhors you — not for your father's sin or for who your mother was. He looks at you and sees Harry. And somehow that is what breaks you.
Me staring at test results: It makes so much sense for her, but if I don't specify or elaborate, then we end up with the fanon take. Ugh, how do I easily explain that if you look at the word 'sex' through a much more old-fashioned lens instead of the modern one, that you'll get a vastly different picture of it?
when you have never wanted to be inside a story. when you have stood outside the window and understood it and understood it and understood it. and then you find yourself, unasked for, inside it.
unfortunately the thing is that izzy haters are destined to fail. like sorry i know he's the worst and he fucking sucks but david jenkins has sort of a "i want you flat on your back. helpless. tender ... and then i want you strong again" type relationship with him. it's inescapable
There’s something so compelling to me about Jon being isolated completely… not even in the “ostracized and hated” sense (which is also delicious to be clear) but in the “no human contact ever” kind of way. And I want someone to do this to him deliberately also. I want Jon to work in the archives without assistants ever. Completely alone because Elias put him there and didn’t give him assistants. I want to put him in a box and poke tiny holes in the lid and then put the box on a very high shelf where nobody can reach and see what happens to him.