#Samurai Reincarnation

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[cimmerian-war-shrine]

[chernobog13]

The late, great Sonny Chiba as Jubei Yagyu, the role he played the most, in the film Samurai Reincarnation (1981).

[kaipanzero]

Samurai Reincarnation

魔界転生 (1981)

[blackryan53]

千葉真一   Sonny Chiba

1939年1月22日 - 2021年8月19日

魔界転生     Samurai Reincarnation   1981

[eastern-lights]

part 3 of Hiroyuki Sanada’s characters as Onion headlines. i need help

Part 1

[amac0079]

I stumbled on this movie while doing some VtM related prep.

There are a good amount of similarities with MDZS, perhaps it was a major inspiration? Unsure of the impact of this film, but it seems well received at a glance.

[jotunvali02]

I've just discovered that "Makai Tensho" is part of a LARGER cinema/TV universe with Jubei almost always meeting a cute boy with Hiro's face.

That would explain why Jubei feels like he's popping out off another movie without any presentation and yet everyone seems to know him. People had already seen him in 3 tv series and 1 movie.

[fridaypacific]

Samurai Reincarnation on Letterboxd https://boxd.it/2Bm2

[unamedica]

First time meeting their wives. Mizu: She was a magical forest creature. A sparrow, a caged princess, my crane.

Caitlyn: She was a convict I needed from maximum security. A Zaunite, a pain in the ass, my headache.

[mizusnose]

Sweet Dark

Reincarnation au,, partially inspired by @libbyfandom whose own mizu x reader reincarnation au had me in tears—thanks for writing it! Also heavily inspired by To Someone From A Warm Climate by Hozier

Summary: Mizu dealing with the aftermath of reader’s death and coming to terms with losing you, then having you again in the modern world.

“But it happened easy darling, as natural as another leg around you in the bed”

———-

Hot blood stained Mizu’s fingers, her wrists, her arms and shoulders where you laid against her. She pressed you to her chest, a child crying in her mother’s breast. A silent cry, none at all.

“Ringo! Get me my cape.” Mizu’s throat was raw, a scream that carried too long. A broken wing mid flight, a bloody landing.

Ringo hurried over, the blood soaked snow crunching beneath his feet. Mizu felt unfocused as she looked down at you, a limp thing in her arms. Something she’d had nightmares about, a dream untethered and untrue, one you’d help her come down from when she gasped awake in the middle of the night. Her sobs a broken noise.

Now, it’s not a dream—it’s real.

Mizu scoops you up, can barely feel the warmth within your chest now that most of it had been lost from the blood lost.

“No no no no no—please, no, no!”

Her front was soaked in your blood. A smell that would faster leave her nose than her own death. One Mizu would wake from, even months after she’d buried you tucked away in Kohama, against the tree line where she’d learned how to fight.

Not enough to fight for you, but a memory nenotheless.

Mizu considered herself someone who didn’t care. About herself, about the world, about anyone—and yet..

The night Ringo had to tear your cold body from Mizu was the start. She hadn’t slept. Waited instead for the sun to rise above the pines, a rustling of a bird in the distance, eyes unfocused.

The nights after that just got worse. Mizu couldn’t sleep. When she would, she’d wake up, hands carrying your frame, your head, your limp arms—and realize her embrace would be empty. A dream put to shame.

She’d went back to Kohama. Try to recenter. Try to train. Try to heal.

Yet, as she’d lay down on the soft of the dirt in the absence of the fire, she’d shiver—a desperate wracking thing. She’d shake and her legs move, seeking out warmth. A heat from somebody rather than something.

Met with coldness, a deep quiet, an empty space.

Mizu didn’t sleep much at all if she could help it. Knew she’d resent the coldness only winter brings. What it meant to lose so much warmth from the loss of you.

She never truly got over it. Even after her life was gone and she’d been born again in the world renewed. She’d never been able to swallow around the lack of it: warmth of the bed from you.

So when she did have you again, everything and every part of you, it was worse than ever losing you.

Maybe because it was the joy that came with relearning it: your shaking against her body from the cool sheets, a duvet holding no heat. She’d pull the blankets over your both. Your face pressed against her neck—the same place you’d breathed your last exhale.

“Not used to the cold?” She’d chuckle.

“Nope,” You’d say, enamored by her, her her, “From a warm climate’s why.”

“You’ll get used to it.” And she’d press her body to yours as if to say see? i told you, see? I can protect you here, see? see?

Mizu wished she could express it all. The way all her dreaming had been put to shame, an instinct that was embedded in her: the cold lake water of her heart boiled over.

She’d think: what an innate primal thing it is to be loved. To experience a bed, warmed by someone you’d lost—someone found again.

And, as if in a dream again, she’d hold you and wake in surprise to see you there: alive, hers.

hers.

———

Hozier’s lyrics = the standard. title from savannah brown’s poetry book of the same name.

[libertastandem]

Does it ever drive you crazy...

...just how fast the night changes?

[cimmerian-war-shrine]

[columboscreens]

[lgbtqregalacademy]

Jaytonio reincarnated Titanic au

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54199996

[blackryan53]

千葉真一   Sonny Chiba

1939年1月22日 - 2021年8月19日

魔界転生     Samurai Reincarnation   1981