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Starry Masquerade: The Sailor Senshi's Halloween Delight

By Sidus_Spei

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences No Archive Warnings Additional Tags: Fluff

The girls show up to Motoki's Halloween party as the Senshi - without being henshinned, of course. They get caught up in the love and joy from the partygoers whom celebrate their alter egos. Poses and speeches and songs ensue.

Chapter 1

“Oh my goodness, you guys look amazing!” Naru gushed. “How did you manage to get them done?! They look so accurate!”

“Thank you! I’ve sewn a lot of outfits – it’s hard to get clothing in my size,” Makoto explained.

“Usagi-chan, you look positively radiant!” Naru exclaimed.

“Thank you,” Usagi beamed.

It was Halloween, and Motoki had decided to throw a Halloween party at the arcade. Everyone had to go in costume, of course. Minako had somehow managed to convince them to go as the Sailor Senshi. They couldn’t go henshinned; their Senshi glamor would give them away. Instead, Makoto had painstakingly sewed all of the fukus except for that of Usagi, who opted to use her transformation pen. They had done their best to obtain or create accurate accessories, having had to substitute items here and there. The Senshi shrugged it off; it’s not as if the press got close enough to take pictures of the little details. That kept Usagi safe, too, because her entire outfit was a perfect replica of the real thing.

“Hello you girls!” Motoki greeted them as he came over to them. “You look fantastic!”

“Thank you,” the girls all said, smiling as they moved further into the arcade. “Hey Umino!”

“The Sailor Senshi,” Umino breathed, looking them up and down. “You look close to the real thing! Are you big fans like me?”

“Oh, we’re very big fans,” Rei said.

“Definitely,” Makoto said, grinning.

“How many images did you have to look through as source material?” Umino asked.

“We don’t know,” Ami said.

“Hey!” Minako piped up. “Let us through to the counter, eh, Umino?”

“Oh yes, sorry, sorry.” His cat clad self shuffled to the side, allowing the girls through to the counter. Motoki was happily chatting away while whipping up more orders. Among the people to whom he was talking was one Chiba Mamoru, his side profile showing. He was wearing a new, wine red tuxedo. His face was whitened. He held an ornate cane.

“Look at you, Mamoru-san!” Rei said as they approached.

“Hi girls, I…” he trailed off, staring at the five of them.

“Do you like our costumes?” Usagi said cheerfully. “Mako-chan made them.”

“She did a great job,” he said as he stared at Usagi.

“You have to take some pictures,” Umino said, having sidled up to them, causing them to jump. “And do the speeches. I’m sure you know them, being big fans.”

“Right,” Makoto said, nodding jerkily. “Where should we take them?”

The group shuffled off to a semi-secluded area, clearing a path for the pictures. Umino had pulled out his phone and started giving directions when Mamoru stepped in front of him. “I’ll do it,” he said in a tone that did not invite argument.

“Okay,” Umino stuttered, scrambling away from the glaring upperclassman.

A group had formed around the Senshi and Mamoru, laughing and cheering.

“What do you want first?” Motoki shouted, pointing at the Senshi.

“Battle poses! Like they do before they enter a battle!”

The girls glanced at each other hesitantly. Why did they do this again? “C’mon,” Usagi urged. “It’s just for fun. We can try!” The girls moved into a line, with Usagi in the middle. Then they shifted into their signature post henshin poses.

“Amazing!” the audience around them exclaimed.

“Did you catch that, Mamoru?” Motoki asked.

Mamoru nodded. “You all must be really huge fans,” he said with forced nonchalance.

“Like we said, huge,” Usagi replied, smiling nervously.

“Now pose as if you were about to launch an attack!”

“Ehhhhhh…”

“We aren’t that good,” Ami hedged.

“Oh, c’mon! Do your best!” Naru cheered on.

“Okay,” Usagi said authoritatively, gripping her tiara with her finger and her thumb as if she were about to take it off. Ami crossed her arms as if she were to do her Mercury Aqua Mist attack. Makoto crossed her arms over her head, her forefingers and pinkies pointed towards the sky. Minako gripped the chain encircling her waist.

“I don’t have any ofuda with me,” Rei lied.

“Just raise your hand above your head as if you did have one,” someone said. Rei complied.

“They look so good!” the audience crowed.

“Take several pictures, Mamoru-kun!” Motoki called out.

Mamoru wordlessly took several shots. Something about his stance and inscrutable expression made the girls even more nervous.

“That’s enough for now!” Makoto said loudly. Several groans answered her before the crowd moved away.

“What about the battle speeches?” Umino protested as Naru pulled him away.

The girls sighed in relief.

Usagi inched over to Mamoru’s side. “So what are you supposed to be?” she asked.

“A vampire.”

Her eyebrow raised. “A vampire doesn’t wear red. His mouth is red. You know, where the fangs are?”

“Do you mean the blood?”

“...Right,” Usagi said uncomfortably.

“I’ve seen vampires in different colors, Odango. You can look it up. You have a cell phone don’t you?”

“Of course I do!”

Mamoru waited while Usagi scrolled furiously through her phone.

“Fine,” she huffed. “You win.”

“Motoki-kun! Let this day be immortalized as the day Odango admitted I won!” Mamoru shouted loudly.

“Oooooohhh,” Usagi fumed. Why did he have to rub it in? She was so tempted to pluck her tiara replica off her forehead and throw it right at Mamoru as if he were a youma.

“So, why Sailor Moon?” he asked. “Do you think you’re good enough to be the greatest heroine of all Tokyo?”

Usagi bristled at the insult and preened from the backhanded compliment - a very weird combination. She took a moment to gather some composure while he waited expectantly. “What does ‘being good enough’ matter? It’s just Halloween, baka.”

He stared at her. And stared.

“Do you know Sailor Moon, Odango?”

“WHAT?!” she exclaimed, injecting as much incredulity as she could while laughing nervously. “I do not know Sailor Moon! Why would you think that?!”

A moment passed. “Never mind,” Mamoru said finally. “Do you want a drink?”

She nodded, following him back to the counter.

“What do you want, Sailor Moon?” Motoki asked with a big grin.

“A chocolate shake, Citizen,” Usagi replied with mock seriousness.

“Are shakes good for a heroine of Tokyo?”

“They work for me,” she said without thinking, then realized her mistake. “I mean they would work for me, if I was really Sailor Moon.”

“I doubt Sailor Moon would eat as much sugar as you, Odango.”

“What would you know, Mamoru-baka?”

He shrugged. “She’s pretty fit.”

“And you would know, how? Are you a fan of the Sailor Senshi, too?” Usagi asked. When he blushed, she crowed loud enough to carry across the arcade, “Even Mamoru-baka is a fan of the Sailor Senshi! We should take a picture with him, girls! He could keep it as a memento.”

“I’d rather take a picture with the actual Sailor Senshi,” Mamoru murmured without thinking.

“Good luck with that,” Usagi said flippantly, “since you don’t even know them.”

“What would you know, Odango?” he threw back at her.

“I know.”

“Sure you do,” he drawled, sparking her ire.

“How would the Sailor Senshi know you?” she pressed. He gave her a mysterious grin that infuriated her more. How dare he act like he was so special? She knew none of the Senshi had ever dealt with him while henshinned. “Whatever, baka,” she retorted, taking a large sip of her shake. “And who would drink coffee at night?” she added, glaring at the tendrils wafting from the cup.

“I drink coffee at all hours,” Mamoru informed her as he took a sip.

“Do you ever sleep?!”

“Honestly, Odango, you sleep enough for the both of us.”

“I don’t sleep that much!”

“No,” he interjected, “I mean I don’t sleep enough. Can’t, that is.”

“Why not?”

He shrugged. “Too much to do.”

“Too much studying, you mean,” she said. “Perhaps you’d get more sleep if you didn’t hang around the arcade as much, yelling at me.”

“Perhaps,” he acceded, “but then I would be missing out on something more.”

“What would that be, oh Mr. Perfect?”

“Companionship. Friendship. People in general. Oh, and coffee.”

“Because you definitely can’t make coffee at home,” she said, avoiding the mention of the rest of what he said, a lump rising in her throat.

“It gets stale,” he said quietly. “I’m the only one who drinks it at home, so it’s hard to make only so much of it at a time and know how fresh it’s going to be when I need it. Motoki is good at keeping coffee fresh.”

“He’s also a good friend,” Usagi added.

“Yes, he is. My best.”

“Is that so?”

“It is,” he said vehemently. “One of a few I consider a friend.”

“Why so few? You could get more friends if you’d just be nicer, baka.”

“I’m not like you,” he admitted. “I don’t thrive off of interacting with people. I need them abstractly when I come here, for example. I only really interact with - only am friends with - people I’m close to.”

“Like Motoki.”

“Right,” he said quietly.

The other implication hung in the air between them - that both of them interacted with each other often - at the arcade, on the street, random places that somehow end up involving youma. Mamoru didn’t shy away from Usagi - far from it.

“You know I’m your friend, right?”

His eyes blew up wide. “Really?”

She nodded. He hid behind the coffee cup, taking a long sip. She decided to be merciful. “I’m going to find the girls,” she said to him, clapping a hand onto his shoulder as she deftly jumped off the stool. She didn’t wait for a response, quickly disappearing into the crowd, her mind still reeling.

Mamoru might consider her a friend. At the very least, she was someone he felt comfortable interacting with. In all of their arguments, this had never crossed her mind; she was able to befriend so easily, so readily. Apparently he was more closed off around other people than she’d realized.

Then there was his home life. There was a hole there, a source of his loneliness. Were his parents too busy to be in his life, like Ami? Was he estranged from his parents, like Minako? Were they dead, like Makoto’s? Rei at least had her grandfather after her father all but abandoned her.

There was more to Chiba Mamoru than she’d ever gotten to know in the two years she’d known him.

“Usagi-chan!” Makoto shouted, beckoning her over. The girls were standing in their own corner of the arcade, dancing.

“I don’t know…” Usagi hedged.

“You only die once,” Minako announced while pulling Usagi into their dancing circle. The others sweatdropped.

“You only live once,” Ami groaned.

Minako was too involved in dancing at that point to care. In her mind, it was two sides of the same coin. Her enthusiasm riled up the others, even Ami. Their arms were in the air as they twirled and grooved.

“Let’s live it up!” Minako shouted. “Let’s do the introductions, yeah? Just for fun? I mean we are fabulous fans, are we not?” The girls caught on, whooping as Minako started, oblivious to the piercing gaze of a brooding upperclassman. “Standing for love and beauty, I am the beautiful sailor-suited Senshi, Sailor Venus! In the name of Venus, I’ll punish you with the power of love!”

“Standing for love and courage, I am the beautiful sailor-suited Senshi, Sailor Jupiter! I’ll make you feel so much regret, it’ll leave you numb!”

“Standing for love and passion, I am the beautiful sailor-suited Senshi, Sailor Mars! In the name of Mars, I’ll chastise you!”

“Standing for love and intelligence, I am the beautiful sailor-suited Senshi, Sailor Mercury! Douse yourself in water and repent!”

“Standing for love and justice, I am the beautiful sailor-suited Senshi, Sailor Moon! In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!”

“TO THE SAILOR SENSHI FOREVER!!!” Minako yelled, sparking cheers and whoops from the partygoers.

“TO THE SAILOR SENSHI FOREVER!!!” reverberated throughout the arcade.

“AND TUXEDO KAMEN-SAMA!!!” Usagi shouted over the din, leading to more cheers.

“TO TUXEDO KAMEN-SAMA!!!”

“TO OUR HEROES OF TOKYO!!!”

“Wherever you are, we’re rooting for you!” Motoki shouted.

“Yes, thank you for all you do!” a grateful woman said.

“WE LOVE YOU!” Usagi shouted, not knowing if she was referring to the Senshi (as she ostensibly should be) or if she was referring to the people whom she protected with all of her heart. It felt wonderful to be embraced by the love of these people, to be acknowledged as their heroes. The girls felt a burst of happiness, grinning as they regarded one another. It was the closest they’d ever come to face-to-face praise.

“A song! Girls, do a song!” a chant began.

“A song?” Ami repeated.

“Oh c’mon!” Minako said. “We’ll just make one up!”

They floundered for a moment, then something came over them, their minds joining together. They sang:

We’re the Sailor Senshi, shining so bright, Guardians of justice through the day and night. With courage and strength, we’ll always fight, For love and peace, our power takes flight.

Sailor Moon, leader so true, In the name of the moon, she’ll see it through.

Sailor Mercury, intellect so keen, Waters of wisdom flow in-between.

Sailor Mars, passion ablaze, Fiery protector in so many ways.

Sailor Jupiter, strong and bold, Thundering strikes a force to behold.

Sailor Venus, love and beauty so pure, Guiding with grace, hearts she’ll assure.

United as one, we’ll stand side by side, Facing the darkness with hearts open wide. Sailor Senshi, the world’s saving grace, Championing hope in every embrace.

Sailor Senshi, a symphony of might, Guided by stars, spreading love’s light. Together we’ll stand, forever strong, Safeguarding the world, righting every wrong.

The song ended, the room in dead silence, mouths gaping with awe. Then the crowd erupted in cheers.

“You guys were FANTASTIC!” Motoki shouted as he came over to them. “Did you rehearse that or something?”

The girls stared at each other dumbly, then shook their heads in unison.

“It must be the vibe of the party!” Minako said with a disarming smile. “Come on girls,” she added, beckoning them to go back to dancing.

“Wait, what about Tuxedo Kamen?”

“Yeah, a song about Tuxedo Kamen!”

“C’mon Usagi, we know you have a crush on him!”

“MINAKO-CHAAAN!”

“I will pay for your milkshakes for a year if you do it.”

“Are you serious?! Fine, I’ll do it.”

The crowd shushed as Usagi bowed her head, tapping into the love she’d felt for the hero of Tokyo for the last two years. She actually had written poetry about Tuxedo Kamen, pouring her heart into it. With blush-stained cheeks, she shakingly sang what she’d memorized by heart:

A masked stranger in the night, so bold, Tuxedo Kamen, secrets you hold. With roses in hand and a heart unknown, In my dreams, your presence has grown.

Tuxedo Kamen, a mystery so deep, My heart’s secrets, they’re yours to keep. With a mask and a cape, you’re a dream untamed, In the night’s embrace, my heart’s aflame.

Your eyes are hidden, but I feel your gaze Guiding me through life's intricate maze. With every rescue, a bond we share, A silent connection beyond compare.

With every rescue, you’re a savior in black, A silent guardian on the attack. Yet who you are, I cannot see, But your presence alone, it comforts me.

Tuxedo Kamen, a phantom's embrace, Bringing hope and courage to this place. With a red rose’s touch, you light up the dark, A glimmer of hope like a shooting star’s spark.

In the moon’s gentle glow, I reach out in vain, Hoping to understand your silent pain. Will destiny's winds bring us side by side? Or will you forever in the shadows reside?

Tuxedo Kamen, my heart's secret key, A puzzle of love, waiting to be set free. With every rose you cast into the night, You awaken a longing, a love's true light.

Tuxedo Kamen, my heart's silent plea, A dance of destiny, just you and me. Though names are unknown, our souls unite, In the tapestry of dreams, forever in flight.

Her cheeks were positively burning after she finished, tears sparking in her eyes as the crowd went wild. Usagi suddenly felt suffocated. She needed to get out of there - but there were too many people, too many eyes on her. She wished vehemently she could just leap to the ceiling and soar out the window. Her eyes suddenly locked with Mamoru’s burning gaze. Her eyes widened with surprise. She panicked as he suddenly started making his way towards her.

“Girls, help me get out of here!”

“Why, Usagi-chan? We’re still having fun!” Rei said.

“Because-” She was cut off by Mamoru reaching her.

“Come with me, please,” he said as he grabbed her arm, then headed back the way he came, tugging her behind him. Usagi was flabbergasted. What on Earth had she done that would cause him to act this way?

Chapter 2

Mamoru led them to the back of the arcade, to the break room for employees. Usagi followed numbly, shaking from her earlier song. It was so personal, and she just sang it not only in front of her Senshi, but in front of a whole crowd of people, many of whom probably recorded the song on their phone! May the Earth just open her up and swallow her whole! What was she thinking?! A year’s worth of milkshakes wasn’t worth this!

When they reached the break room he indicated for her to sit down on a sofa. He sat on the sofa catty-cornered to hers. Those eyes were burning into hers again. She put her head into her hands, the trembling becoming violent now. The tension continued to grow as the silence stretched on. She swallowed, realizing she had to take the lead in this conversation. With the strength she had gained from facing a youma, she straightened and faced him. “What did you want to talk about?” she said with forced calmness.

His jaw clenched. “I want to know why you’ve obviously written so eloquently about a man you’ve never met.”

Her eyes widened. Did she give herself away? He acted like she didn’t know Tuxedo Kamen, however. She was going to have to tread carefully. “I just wrote it as if it were Sailor Moon singing to Tuxedo Kamen,” she replied. “There’s nothing wrong with that, is there?”

He leaned forward. “Odango, you sang that song straight from your heart. You weren’t singing as Sailor Moon. Don’t deny it.”

“I did too sing as if I was Sailor Moon,” she insisted, as it was the truth, deliberately ignoring the rest of what he said.

He shook his head. “He’s not someone to be romanticizing about. He’s dangerous. He’s an unknown.”

She stared at him in bewilderment. “All of them are unknown,” she pointed out. “How do you know he’s the dangerous one? For all you know they all could be!”

“That’s true. You shouldn’t be fantasizing about any of them.”

“How dare you! Who do you think you are?!”

“We’ve established I’m your friend. Odango, go crush on a normal guy. Don’t pine after someone you don’t know. It’s not healthy.”

Tears pricked her eyes. “I’m sorry I ever shared that song,” she said raggedly. “Everyone’s going to make fun of me or do what you’re doing now. It was never meant to be shared, ever.”

Silence befell them after that declaration; Mamoru seeming to be at a loss for words.

“I can’t crush on a ‘normal guy’,” she said. “It’ll never be anyone but him.”

“Odango…”

Something within Usagi broke. “I’m tired of it. I’m tired of hearing that he’s dangerous and he’s the enemy, and that the Senshi and he have different agendas.” She froze, scared she let out more than she should’ve. Her eyes glanced towards Mamoru, hoping to see confusion there. His eyes were blown wide. Oh, no. “It’s just stuff I’ve heard from the news,” she said hurriedly.

He shook his head sadly. “How did you get caught up in all of this?” he asked. “I’ve never imagined you girls to be such avid fans, to the point of obsession!”

“A cat.”

“What?”

“Never mind. I’m just tired. May I go now?”

“Promise me you’ll never do this again.”

“Do what?”

“Dress like the Senshi. Pretend that you are singing as Sailor Moon to Tuxedo Kamen. You could attract the enemy. I don’t want to see you hurt.”

Her head tilted downward, her hands fisting into her skirt. “I appreciate your concern, Mamoru-baka, but it’s okay. I can take care of myself.”

His hands fisted into his lap. “You don’t know what those evil beings are capable of.”

“Yes. I. Do.” She took a deep breath as she stood. “I’m done talking about this with you. Mind your own business.”

“Odango!”

She was quickly across the room and out the door, and making a beeline for the exit. She needed space. She ran until she found a nearby alleyway.

“Moon Prism Power, Make Up!”

Then she was off, hopping rooftops, burning steam while her mind raced. They were just having fun. There was nothing wrong with having fun. He didn’t know anything. He was just as blind as any other fan. Yet she could see things from his perspective. Maybe just dressing up as the Senshi would’ve been fine. She never imagined how much the other partygoers would want the Senshi to act out their roles. Then Minako encouraged even more suspicious behavior. Was she…drunk? They were underage and they were Senshi. She’d have to have a talk with Minako later - leader to Senshi. Then she never should have sung that song. That’s when things went too far. She should have made up something on the spot, but she was too embarrassed having to sing like that in front of the crowd. Instead, she embarrassingly laid bare the deepest secret of her heart.

At least Mamoru didn’t think that she was Sailor Moon. Should she be glad or offended? She felt both. The hints were there, after all. No, she should be glad. She was still a Sailor Senshi, and it was her job to protect him from the truth. That was her cross to bear and she did so gladly. As embarrassing as it was, it was better to let him think she was an obsessed fan. She could play it off the next time she talked with people. She’d bury that secret deep down into her soul, back to where it belonged.

The only thing she’d never do is make that promise to Mamoru. Never. She’ll stop short of getting dates with other guys. She’ll always hope Tuxedo Kamen would come around.

Nodding in satisfaction, she turned about and headed back to the party. She was going to enjoy herself. The damage had already been done. Hopefully the love of the crowd would lift her spirits. She hadn’t gotten far when a familiar figure jumped down into her path.

“Tuxedo Kamen-sama?”

Chapter 3

“Sailor Moon,” he intoned as he looked about. “Where’s the youma?”

“Oh - there isn’t one.”

He took a step forward. “You’re upset.”

Her eyebrows furrowed. “Do you come when I’m upset?”

He paused before slowly nodding. “Yes.”

“No wonder you’re always there,” she breathed, wondering at the magic of it. It was another indication the two of them had a bond.

“Yes. Care to talk about what’s wrong?”

She turned away. “It’s nothing,” she mumbled. She felt him still standing behind her, waiting. “I’m just upset by some stuff a guy told me tonight.”

A moment passed. “I see. What did he say?”

She turned towards him. “He wants me to give up on you.”

“Give up on me?”

“Yeah.” she said uncomfortably.

“He’s not wrong.”

Her hands clenched into fists as tears pricked her eyes. “Do you really think so?” she asked hoarsely.

“We’re enemies, remember? We have our different agendas.”

“I’m tired of it,” she said, echoing her earlier words to Mamoru. “I’m tired of hearing that you’re dangerous and you’re the enemy, and that the Senshi and you have different agendas. You’re not our enemy, nor will I ever treat you as one. I’ll always defend you. I’ll always love you.”

He stilled. “You barely know me,” he said gruffly.

“I’ve known you for two years now. I believe in your character. You always do the right thing.” She took the last step forward, placing her hands on his chest and pressing her cheek against him. “I’ll never stop loving you,” she declared softly.

“You don’t know what you’re saying,” he said, shaking his head even as his arms wrapped around her.

“Look, I get it. Our missions are keeping us apart,” she said sorrowfully. “But someday I hope that’ll change. Just know that I’ll never give up on you.”

“You should love someone who can love you back. Some normal guy who won’t hurt you.”

It sounded just like Mamoru, making her say sharply, “No.” She went to say more, but the sound of her communicator permeated the air. She stiffened, staring at Tuxedo Kamen in alarm.

“What is that?” he asked, noting her fear.

“Nothing,” she said, pulling herself free from his embrace. “I’ve gotta go.”

“Sailor Moon, I can feel you’re in trouble,” he said lowly. “Is it a youma?”

Her shoulders slumped. “Probably.” Should she open her communicator in front of him? She certainly wasn’t going to lose him now. She pulled it out of her subspace pocket and flipped it open. “Moon here.”

“Where are you?” Sailor Mars asked. “Did you leave?!”

“I did,” she said. “What’s going on? Is there a youma?”

“Yes!”

“Where?”

“At the arcade.”

“On my way.” She snapped the communicator shut. “Time to go,” she said awkwardly.

“Lead the way.”

She oriented herself, noting she wasn’t that far from the arcade. She scoped out the arcade from a neighboring rooftop. The windows were cracked and there was screaming inside. Her heart sank. Mamoru was right. They never should’ve come here posing as the Senshi. Obviously word got out to the Dark Kingdom.

“I’m going in,” she told her savior. She suited actions to words, hopping down, racing towards the arcade doors.

They were locked or busted. She couldn’t get in - and from what she could see, nearly all of the partygoers were still inside. She glanced at the arcade’s windows with a sigh. She inwardly sent an apology to Motoki as she pulled off her tiara. She waved at the people inside, who wisely moved back.

“Allow me.”

Roses flew at the window until it completely shattered, allowing the two of them enough space to leap through. She took in the youma currently draining the partygoers’ energy, then glared at the Dark Kingdom General floating above it.

“How dare you disrupt a party meant to be just for fun! People want to pretend to be monsters for Halloween, not have a real one appear! Standing for love and justice, I am the beautiful sailor-suited Senshi, Sailor Moon! In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!”

“Finally, the leader of the Senshi arrives,” Zoisite said. “I heard that you had been here earlier and decided to crash your little party. Nice singing, by the way.”

“I was not here!” Sailor Moon said hotly. “You must be talking about someone who dressed up like me.”

“Well, no matter,” he said dismissively. “This is the perfect opportunity to gather some energy. Perhaps your doppelganger would like to come forward?”

Of course, no one stepped forward. “I won’t allow it!” Sailor Moon said furiously.

“She will if she doesn’t want anyone here to die.”

“Die?!” The Dark Kingdom had never actually killed anyone before. “You wouldn’t dare!”

“Oh, I would, if it reveals Sailor Moon’s identity.”

“We’re not going to stand idly by and watch you harm people!” Sailor Jupiter butted in.

“Exactly! In the name of Mars, I’ll chastise you!”

“Douse yourself in water, and repent!”

“Asou, proceed,” Zoisite instructed.

“Right,” the youma said before starting its attacks again.

“GO, GO SAILOR SENSHI!!” the crowd chanted as they watched.

“Where’s Usagi and the others?” someone murmured. “Do you think they’d escaped somehow? They’re missing the battle.”

“Mamoru-kun is missing, too,” Motoki said. “I hope he got away. Some people did go out the back room before it got busted."

“Should we try to go out the window?” someone else asked.

“I don’t know. You’d get cut up by glass,” Motoki said worriedly.

“I saw some people get away,” Sailor Moon lied as she stared at the battle, waiting for her opportunity to strike. “So you’re being stupid, Zoisite.”

“I’ll just track down the girl then,” Zoisite said with a shrug. “Or girls. All of them were captured on video.”

“They aren’t the real Sailor Senshi!” Sailor Moon shouted. The others obviously had inaccurate costumes and she had been hidden by the power of the transformation pen. The only reason anyone else had recognized her was because she’d given her identity away to the partygoers in the first place.

“It’s so convenient that all five of your doppelgangers got away,” Zoisite said with a smirk. “Or are they hiding somehow?”

“I don’t know!” Sailor Moon yelled in frustration. She wasn’t giving anything away. She was tired of his talking. “Moon Tiara Boomerang!” she shouted as she attacked.

Zoisite dodged effortlessly, but then Sailor Moon instinctively did something new - she willed the trajectory of the tiara to change, slicing Zoisite’s jaw. “That’s it!” he snarled, making to move towards her. He was stopped by the multitude of roses flying straight towards the General, pinning him into the wall behind him.

“Thank you, Tuxedo Kamen-sama!”

“With pleasure, Sailor Moon.”

But as they celebrated their mini victory, the other Senshi were blown backwards by the youma. “No!” Sailor Moon ran towards the youma. “Moon Tiara Boomerang!” Sailor Moon bellowed, the force of her voice shattering the night. Everyone, including the youma, flinched. The youma promptly turned to dust. She turned toward the glaring Zoisite. “Have you a death wish?” she asked venomously.

“Sailor Moon!” the other Senshi said, scandalized.

“Go ahead, I dare you, oh hero of love and justice,” Zoisite said with a smirk.

“Maybe we should just leave him up there,” Sailor Jupiter mused.

“Do you think he’d starve to death?” Sailor Venus wondered.

“No, please!” Motoki cut in. “That’d be bad for my business.”

“Of course, Oni - I mean, sir,” Sailor Moon stammered. “Tuxedo Kamen, let him go.”

“Why?” the hero of Tokyo growled. “He’s threatened too many people to just be let go.”

“Fine. Let me try something.” She pulled out her Crescent Moon Wand. “Moon Healing Escalation!” The power engulfed the General, leaving him screaming while the others in the room gasped in wonder. When the magic faded, Zoisite was slumped over, unconscious.

“That’s interesting,” Sailor Mercury said as she faced Zoisite fully. “Mercury Aqua Mist!”

The water from the attack sprayed Zoisite’s face, rousing him into consciousness. He looked around puzzledly. “What? How? Who am I?” he asked in utter confusion.

“Well that takes care of that,” Sailor Jupiter said with a smirk.

The roses faded. The crowd kept back as Zoisite stumbled forward after his feet touched the ground.

“You, sir, need to leave,” Motoki said firmly. “Wait,” he said sheepishly, “do you Senshi mind getting the doors to open?”

Sailor Mercury scanned the doors with her computer. “It’s an electrical issue,” she said, looking at Sailor Jupiter.

“Just tell me what to do,” the Senshi of Lightning said. The two figured it out quickly. Zoisite was subsequently ushered out into the night. The crowd cheered after he disappeared.

“TO THE SAILOR SENSHI!!!”everyone shouted with grateful enthusiasm! “TO TUXEDO KAMEN-SAMA!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!”

“YOU’RE WELCOME!” the Senshi and Tuxedo Kamen yelled back, everyone smiling at their victory.

“Will you take pictures with us?” Umino’s voice rang out.

“Not a chance,” Sailor Moon responded. “C’mon everyone!” The heroes disappeared out the doors and into the night sky, the full moon’s light shining brightly upon them.

Chapter 4

Usagi and the other Senshi showed up nervously to the arcade the next morning, uncertain that the others would believe they had successfully gotten away and they weren’t the Sailor Senshi after all.

Mamoru sat at the counter sipping his coffee as usual. Motoki made eye contact and waved cheerfully. “Hi, girls! Are you okay?”

“We’re fine,” Usagi said. “We managed to get away early on. Sorry for abandoning you guys.”

“Not at all,” Motoki said. “It was for the best. That evil man threatened you. If it weren’t for the Senshi erasing his memory, he’d probably have killed you.”

“Oh?” Usagi’s eyes widened, before forcing herself to wail. “HOW SCARY!”

“There, there,” Rei said sharply, patting her leader on the shoulder. “We’re all fine now. I’m glad Mamoru’s fine, too.”

“Yes, I got away early on as well.”

“Glad to hear it,” Usagi said guiltily. “Girls, go ahead. I’ll order for us.”

“Okay!” the girls chirped as they headed to their usual booth.

Usagi swallowed. “Listen, Mamoru. I’m sorry for what I said yesterday. You were right. I promise I’ll never dress like Sailor Moon or act like her again.”

“Apology accepted,” he said.

“At least the Senshi showed up to take care of things,” she added.

“Yes, they did.”

A moment of silence passed before Usagi remembered she was supposed to order food. Once she had finished and Motoki turned away, Mamoru asked quietly, “Are you going to follow my advice and find a normal guy?”

“Maybe,” Usagi said evasively. “Don’t worry about me, Mamoru-kun, okay?.”

He took in her features while she sweated bullets. “Okay,” he said.

She flounced off towards her booth, towards her friends, who all were talking about the party the night before.

“We were great!” Minako gushed.

“It was fun up until the end,” Ami said.

“The Senshi crushed them,” Makoto said, her fist going into her palm.

“That they did,” Rei said, smiling.

“They sure put on a show, didn’t they?” Usagi said.

“And put that evil jerk in his place,” Ami said.

“Ami-chan!”

“Well it’s true,” Ami said. “I, for one, am grateful.”

“I wonder where he went,” Usagi said.

“Who cares?” Minako retorted. “He’s a nobody now and deserves whatever he gets!”

The food arrived. “Thanks, Motoki-oniisan!”

“No problem, Usagi-chan,” Motoki said with a big smile before turning away.

The girls picked up their glasses and clanked them in unison. “TO THE SAILOR SENSHI!” they toasted.

“TO THE SAILOR SENSHI!!!” everyone else in the arcade cheered.

“TO TUXEDO KAMEN!” Usagi cheered.

“TO TUXEDO KAMEN!!!”

To the surprise of the Senshi, some of the partygoers repeated the final refrain of the Senshi’s song:

Sailor Senshi, a symphony of might, Guided by stars, spreading love’s light. Together they’ll stand, forever strong, Safeguarding the world, righting every wrong.

As they cheered and whooped the girls smiled, and unbeknownst to them, a small smile tugged at Mamoru’s lips, hidden by his coffee cup.

It felt good to be appreciated.

The End

#bishoujo senshi sailor moon #pretty guardian sailor moon #sailor moon #sailor moon fanfiction

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yuriko-mukami · 2 years

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Thanks for the tag, Yuuto~ ( @yuuto-tsukino )

Favorite time of the year: Umh... all seasons have their perks... but I guess autumn and winter are more for me than spring and summer. Though I like how nature awakes in the spring and the greenery of the summer but the heat... umh...

Comfort food: Ruki's soup!

Do you collect something: Not really, no. Or do books count? Or fox plushies? I didn't collect those but then people suddenly started to gift me with fox plushies and now I have several!

Favorite drink: Hot cocoa, though not at summer time. I think I could have a melon soda right now...

Current favorite song: Hmm... It's difficult to name one. I like so many songs. Something soft? Like Damien Dawn's Selfish is nice...

Favorite color: Different shades of blue~

Sweet, savory or spicy: Sweet, but I'm not too picky. Though too spicy is difficult to eat.

Last movie: Oh! We watched Nana 2 together with Eli-chan!

Craving: Hmm... right now I crave something cold.

Last series: Akebi-chan no Sailor Fuku! It was like watching Eli-chan the anime!

Please copy and fill this @yumikosan, @eri-talks, @ask---shin---tsukinami, @adragonamongstvampires, @lured-into-wonderland ^^

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I tagged 419 of my posts in 2022

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Longest Tag: 52 characters

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glorioblog · 2 years

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The GLORIO Chat Episode 102: Winter 2022 Anime First Impressions

Coming hot off a great year of anime in 2021, 2022 might not be off to the best start. I’m sure we’ll find something to watch, right? (more…)

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#akebi-chan no sailor fuku #Life With an Ordinary Guy Who Reincarnated Into a Total Fantasy Knockout #love of kill #Miss Kuroitsu from the Monster Development Department #my dress up darling #orient #ranking of kings #requiem of the rose king #Sabikui Bisco #sasaki and miyano #slow loop #tag #the glorio chat #Tokyo 24th Ward #tribe nine

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eyfey · 3 years

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MANGA REC LIST

I’ve been meaning to update this for a while, and I finally got around to it!

if you’re looking for some new manga to read, here’s my rec list below:

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These are all varying levels of good- some are AMAZING and some are just a fun read.

For the most part I tried not to include REALLY popular series (like yeah: One Punch Man and Detective Conan and One Piece and whatever are good! but also you’ve probably already read them!)

Also, the categories are just for the sake of organization- take them with a grain of salt. Most of the series are comedy, even those not in the comedy section.

Bonus: here’s a post with more detailed descriptions for 10 of these series, including an example page from each.

and you can also check my manga recs tag I guess

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~2/20/21 UPDATE~

Hey! Comedy! -Hatarakanai Futari -Rojiura Kyoudai -Komi-san wa Komyushou Desu -Nazeda Naitou -Mechanical Marie Fun Times with Monsters and Demons -Yuko Sae Tatakaeba -Mairimashita! Iruma-kun -Maou-jou de Oyasumi -Nicola's Leisurely Demon World Travelogue -Heterogeneous Linguistics It's Romcom! -Futari Ashita mo Sorenari ni -Boku no Kokoro no Yabai Yatsu -Koudaike no Hitobito -Soushi Souai -The Story of an Engaged Couple That Doesn't Get Along Chill Slice o' Life -Yugami-kun ni wa Tomodachi ga Inai -Skip to Loafer -Kimi wa Houkago Insomnia -Koi wa Hikari -Boku to Kimi no Taisetsu na Hanashi Watercolor Vibes -Blue Period -Machida-kun no Sekai -Tokyo Alien Bros -Otoyomegatari -Witch Hat Atelier LGBT -Uchi no Musuko wa Tabun Gay (My Son is Probably Gay) -Shimanami Tasogare (Our Dreams At Dusk) -Sorairo Flutter (That Blue Sky Feeling) -Ao no Flag (Blue Flag) -Kimi ni wa Todokanai (I Will Not Reach You) Gender Bender Time -Pumpkin Time (MTF) -Queen Cecia's Shorts (FTM) -About a Lazy Guy Who Woke Up as a Girl One Morning (MTF) -The Villain Discovered My Identity (FTM) -Irregular Empress (FTMTF) The DRAMA of it All -Oshi no Ko -Three Days of Happiness -Inso's Law -Cheese in the Trap -I Will Die Soon ngl These are Kinda Fucked Up (but like... still really good) -Sachiiro no One Room -I Shaved. Then I Brought a High School Girl Home -Bastard (Hwang Youngchan) -Yuki ni Tsubasa -Hibiki - Shousetsuka ni Naru Houhou Sounds Weird at First but Actually They’re p Good -Ano Hito no I ni wa Boku ga Tarinai -Sono Bisque Doll wa Koi wo Suru -Otome Kaijuu Caramelize -Mieruko-chan -Kusuriya no Hitorigoto Webtoons that are Good to Read -Homeless (or some sites have it as “No Home”) -Dam of the Forest -End and Save -Please Take Care of Me in This Life as Well -Her Summon Violence! (but like- also comedy) -The Violence Action -Nanba MG5 -Saihate no Paladin -Raise wa Tanin ga Ii -Spy x Family Isekai ~Boyz Night~ -Kamitachi ni Hirowareta Otoko -Maou ni Natta node, Dungeon Tsukutte Jingai Musume to Honobono suru -Kage no Jitsuryokusha ni Naritakute -Isekai Yakkyoku -Isekai Ojisan Isekai ~Girlz Night~ -Honzuki no Gekokujou -Sengoku Komachi Kuroutan: Noukou Giga (technically this one is time travel not isekai but close enough) -Crimson Karma -Beast with Flowers -The Lady’s Spaceship Isekai but with Food -Dungeon Meshi -Tondemo Skill de Isekai Hourou Meshi -Gensou Gourmet -Isekai Izakaya "Nobu" -Isekai Ryouridou Reincarnated as a Villainess -When the Villainess Loves -Beware of the Villainess! -Villainess Level 99 ~I May Be the Hidden Boss but I'm Not the Demon Lord~ -Jishou Akuyaku Reijou na Konyakusha no Kansatsu Kiroku -Otome Game no Hametsu Flag shika nai Akuyaku Reijou ni Tensei shite shimatta... Lady Knight! (when the lady is also a knight!) -Emperor and the Female Knight -Blinded by the Setting Sun -Bring the Love -Truthfully They Only Remembered Her -This Girl Is a Little Wild Reborn as a lil Babby -Who Made Me a Princess -Am I the Daughter? -Lady Baby -The Twin Siblings -The Youngest Princess More Children, but These Ones Weren’t Reincarnated (Probably) -Chichi to Hige-Gorilla to Watashi -Baby, Kokoro no Mama ni! -Yotsubato! -Dungeon Nursery -The Monster Duchess and Contract Princess Look: It's about FAMILY -Yuzuki-san Chi no Yon Kyoudai -Ohayou Toka Oyasumi Toka -Ikoku Nikki -Mizu wa Umi ni Mukatte Nagareru -A Boy's Scar

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~ORIGINAL LIST: Made sometime in like 2017 or 2018~

COMEDY my dude -Saiki Kusuo no PSI nan -Pyu to Fuku! Jaguar -Sket Dance -My Name is Zushio -Samon the Summoner Supernatural pt1 (Youkai) -Demi-chan wa Kataritai -Natsume Yuujinchou -Satou-kun no Juunan Seikatsu -Fukigen na Mononokean -Takeo-chan Bukkairoku Supernatural pt 2 (Not-Youkai) -Hinamatsuri -Lookism -Mob Psycho 100 -Spirit Circle -Flying Witch Kinda Old n’ Obscure -Kyuukyoku Choujin R -Kyou Kara Ore Wa -Lucu Lucu -Ocha Nigosu -Yamada Tarou Monogatari Gender Benders/Crossdressing/Body Swaps -Shishunki Bitter Change -Usotsuki Lilly -AKB49 -Prunus Girl -Samurai High School Shounen/Seinen Series with Fighting -Birdmen -Saike mata Shitemo -Vinland Saga -Ajin -To You the Immortal (Fumetsu no Anata e) Shounen/Seinen Series without Fighting -Piano no Mori -3-gatsu no Lion -Hammer Session -Kings’ Viking -Oyasumi Punpun Romance pt1 (a mixed bag) -Love is Hard for an Otaku -High Score Girl -Horimiya -Ojojojo -Hoshino, Me wo Tsubutte Romance pt2 (It’s about the comedy) -Kaguya wants to be Confessed to -Ouji ga Watashi o Akiramenaide -Boku wa Ohimesama ni narenai -Yandere Kanojo -Tsurezure Children Romance pt2 (Very Shoujo) -Warau Kanoko-sama (and the sequel: Koi dano Ai dano) -Ore Monogatari -Last Game -Nekota no Koto ga Kininatte Shikatanai -Akagami no Shirayuki Hime Romance pt3 (Less about the romance, more about other stuff) -Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun -Karakuri Odette -ReLIFE -Pochi Kuro -Akatsuki no Yona Look. Just trust me on these. -Lucifer and the Biscuit Hammer -Sumire 16-sai -Fujimi Lovers -Angel Densetsu -Nickelodeon You said it’s about… what? (weird plot but good) -Donyatsu -Shiori Experience -Uchi no Maou Kamimasen yo -Makai no Ossan -Katana (Kamata Kimiko) Warning: Ecchi (but still p good actually) -Mousou Telepathy -Hatsukoi Zombie -Sankarea -Rosario to Vampire -Boku Girl Mostly just Cute -Bird Cafe -Gokicha!! -Odette -Nukoduke -Ryuushika Ryuushika Taking Care Of Children (Extra Adorable) -Chichikogusa -Gakuen Babysitters -Flat -Hisohiso - silent voice -Love So Life Girl + Supernatural Creature = Great -Mahoutsukai no Yome -Somali no Mori no Kamisama -Kuro -Totsukuni no Shoujo -Suijin no Hanayome (by Touma Rei) New Start In Another World (isekais) -Ore to Kawazu-san no Isekai Hourouki -Kumo desu ga, nani ka? -+A Taichi -Moon-led Journey Across Another World -The New Gate RPG World (technincally not isekais? but very isekai-ish) -Tsuyokute New Saga -Good Night World -Sekai Maou -Toaru Ossan no VRMMO Katsudouki -Senyuu 4koma pt1 (Focus on Girl(s)) -Dekoboko Girlish -Love Lab -Tomo-chan wa Onna no ko! -Waratte! Sotomura-san -T-Rex na Kanojo 4koma pt2 (Focus on Guy(s)) -Kuzumi-kun Kuuki Yometemasuka? -Handa-kun -Kao ni Dasenai Yoshizawa-kun -Tanaka-kun wa Itsumo Kedaruge -Tonari no Seki-kun Technically a Harem??? (whatever- don’t worry about it) -Rokudo no Onnatachi -Jitsu-wa Watashi wa -Chikyuu no Houkago -Yamada and the 7 witches -Fujimura-kun Mates

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Also keep an eye out for if these ever get picked up (very few chapters translated or Japan only)

-Moukin-chan -Kawaii Hito (Saitou Ken) -Time Slip Ota Girl

#manga recs

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polandspringz · 2 years

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First Impressions of Tokyo 24-Ku

Just as a warning, if you really liked the first episode, then don’t read this! I’m going to come off as very critical, and I don’t want to dampen anyone’s fun with this new original series.

Now, I had made a post before the show aired about how I was already skeptical (although I guess more interested) in Cloverworks doing a series with the main characters design being red, green, blue, and having them called RGB, because I was familiar with Cloverworks having done the music video for Yoasobi’s song RGB. I’m not linking the post because this won’t show up in the tags, but there is a famous Japanese novel that uses this RGB concept and is essentially about three friends who had a fight and went their separate ways and later reunite (or that is how it was presented in the RGB music video/song). Tokyo 24-ku takes inspiration from this in a quite obvious way, and I don’t think you can really argue otherwise that they just thought about the RGB idea since it is a prominent novel and their studio worked on something for it.

This isn’t criticism, I just wanted to explain my thoughts that I had going into the show, because I did go in ready to be every critical of it. Tokyo 24-ku just uses that as a baseline idea and for the character designs, and has its own distinct identity with a sci-fi esque action plot. I was interested to see what they would do, especially it’s an anime original, and I always want to support those.

However, this is Cloverworks. The last year has been very rough on their image as a studio, with Promised Neverland S2 last January, and then the amazing set up of Wonder Egg Priority to the way it crashed and burned in the finale. I would argue that they’ve been struggling with their projects since Persona 5 the Animation (their first after branding themselves differently from A-1 Pictures). Cloverworks obviously has some very talented animators working under their name, and are doing a good job welcoming original stories and ideas. But, with their track record, I was very concerned when I saw their lineup for Winter 2021. They are spread across three series again- Tokyo 24-ku, My Dress Up Darling, and Akebi-chan no Sailor Fuku.

So going into the pilot, I was looking out for a few things: 1) How would the work set itself apart as an original with the knowledge that it was somewhat based/inspired by a novel? 2) How will the animation look? 3) Should I be concerned by too much good animation? 4) And just general story telling flaws with it being a risk to create an original story and not having a source to adapt from.

So, now my actual thoughts on the episode.

I didn’t like it. The set-up/plot is interesting, and I probably will keep watching to see how it goes. The one hour runtime was something I didn’t realize until around fifteen minutes in, and while it acts as a good pilot, the pacing bothered me. Mainly once the big conflict of the episode started, once the three protagonists got the phone call and began to take action, everything seemed to be taking off. Aoi started running to the tracks, jumping onto buildings to avoid traffic, but then he started doing flips and parkour. Tension would start and it seemed like we were just going to rush to the scene but then Kouki had to stop and talk to the assistant, and every time we would start taking action to solve the problem, we had to stop and explain. Aoi’s flips were obviously to show off animation to hook people in on a “cool scene”, but I was so frustrated because he was wasting time by not just running across the rooftops, but jumping down to hop on street signs and then go back up a building again. If we were so short on time, it just broke my immersion.

And while there were a lot of well animated shots (the ear shot was kind of gross but well animated) the reason I’m concerned is Cloverworks did a ONE HOUR SPECIAL PULLING OUT ALL THE STOPS and they still have to animate two other shows this season. With their track record of submitting WEP’s episodes minutes before they were supposed to air, I am extremely worried to see them going all out like this. I get that they are probably doing this because it is an original, and its a risk so they need to hook people more. That’s the same reason why I believe that Cloverworks decided to “let TPN S2 sink so WEP could continue to float” because they had a serious story to tell in WEP and they could not let it crumble (until the finale of course). I am worried that we will see Tokyo 24-ku’s quality drop, or the other shows will also have great pilots and then they all will start fall apart across the episodes until they pick only ONE to focus on. I said this last year when discussing the issues with TPN and WEP, but compared to other studios, Cloverworks is based mainly in one building, they don’t have three to four studios like Bones, and they were just a small side studio from A-1 until they broke off. The backlash against Cloverworks last year is also why I believe they are working with Wit Studio on Spy X Family, another studio that is struggling (but financially). I think the parent company(/companies) might have decided that it was for the best to have both these studios work together to help them both from collapsing.

TLDR: When the big running sequence started at the end of the episode as Aoi went to rescue Mari, I was crying because I already thought about how they had blown their budget.

But, back to Tokyo 24-ku. I was unable to really get into the first episode. The character designs were nice and I do like the art style of Kanoko Noko (I love Prince of Stride), but some of the women looked a little strange in their proportions. I’m also a bit confused because on the official promotional art, the protagonists’ eye colors all match their hair (green w/ green, blue w/ blue, etc.), but in the actual show they’re mixed and matched (green w/ red, blue w/ green, etc.) There’s also the fact that the show starts in 2020, and goes into 2021, so while it is an alternate universe where the pandemic couldn’t have happened, it also breaks immersion. While I’m sure some scenes are building to something greater, some of the scenes were a bit odd. Like the opening scene of the kid getting hit by a car, and then in the flashback where the protagonists are just standing there and then someone punches the other. They both made me laugh at their suddenness, but should I have laughed at that? I laughed because they felt awkward. But those are my more minor gripes with the first episode, so I’ll leave it at that.

#tokyo 24-ku #cloverworks

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theotheroccassionalfanficwriter · 4 years

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Six Pomegranate Seeds

Summary: Six seeds for six months, the entire fruit for eternity. Idia surrenders himself to you.

Tags: Yandere Reader, Idia is a frog cooked in the tepid waters of love, implied arranged marriage

Rated: E for explicit description of riding Idia’s wonderful dick.

A/N: wrote this drabble because I am running away from Law School

“The common story goes like this,” You began as your fingers slowly unzipped his hoodie “The God of the Underworld found the Goddess of Spring and fell in love with her at first sight--”

Idia flinched as your fingers went underneath his shirt and teasingly made its way up to his chest, his shirt riding up as he bit back a moan.

“Then he kidnapped her and the world fell into Chaos, but did you know that the oldest story about it goes the other way around?” You smiled at him, it was the same smile you gave him everyday and yet at this moment Idia could not help but feel his fear and excitement mix together.

“Ne, Idia-chan...” You called out softly, lips grazing his adam’s apple as you rubbed against his erection, “Did you know the truth was that the Goddess of Spring saw the God of the Underworld in his home, she walked into his den and willingly stayed.”

“Why?” Idia didn’t know what exactly he was asking about but your mouth was already on his and he could only surrender to your masterful tongue and let himself drown on the taste of you and the familiar and distinct flavor of the Pomegranate grown on the Isle of Lamentation.

When you knew that Idia had swallowed all the seeds in your mouth you kissed him deeply one last time before stopping, saliva trailing from your lips and connecting to his. You could not help but rubbed his erection harder as you observed his erotic look.

“I don’t know, I’ve never asked my aunt” You answered, “But that’s not really what you want to know right? Why you. That’s what you really want to know.”

And Idia could only shut his eyes as he felt the cold air greet his hard dick and the feel of your hands firmly gripping it.

“Nnggggg”

You teased his tip and continued talking, never taking your eyes off him even once, “I don’t know why I chose you except that from the moment I saw you back in the ceremony I knew you were the one.”

“Ne, Idia-chan, do you hate me now? After all aren’t I forcing you a little bit? Ah, but then again your Shroud family and mine have been entangled for generations now...”

“Pl-ease...”Idia panted as he bucked into your hand as you slowly raised yourself up and inserted his dick into your hole, “!!!!Tight!”

“Haaah~!Idia-chan tell me do you hate it? do you hate me even if I’m giving you so much pleasure right now?” You began to slowly move up and down his dick, finding the rhythm that Idia liked.

Idia could only moan and grip your hips tightly, guiding you to his preference before he flipped you over and began thrusting into you hard and fast, his hands unbuttoning your shirt as you moaned and clenched. His name fell from your lips like a prayer, begging him for more and more until you came first. It didn’t stop him from thrusting and instead you could feel him harden even more and soon you felt warmth spread inside your hole.

You lay limp on his bed, savoring the feeling of his dick inside you while his cum slowly dripped out of your hole.

“I don’t hate you...after all... Fuku ryōchō-san weren’t you the one that told me...I can turn this curse into a blessing?”

It was the first time you ever heard Idia speak clearly and calmly, you could not help but be surprised at this change.

“Idia-chan?”

He pulled out of your only to roughly thrust into you again, his whole countenance has changed. It was as if you were seeing the Idia Shroud that was the Heir, not your cute and shy dorm leader who was easily flustered by your flirtations.

You moaned in surprise as he hit your spot.

“Fuku ryōchō-san, please don’t regret binding yourself to this cursed Shroud Family.”

You could only answer with your moans as Idia fucked you over and over again, filling you with his cum that overflowed and as the night wore on you found yourself completely naked and covered with his cum while your skin was littered with his love bites.

You watched him from his bed, your heart warmed at his gesture of covering you up in his blanket even if he did take liberties (which you didn’t mind and led to another round) as he cleaned you up. Idia turned and found himself blushing and stammering at your fond look.

One that he now knew was born of sincere affection and adoration for him.

“Was I-I...good?”

“Un....Idia-chan,” Your hand reached out for him and he obliged, letting his face be caressed by your soft and gentle hands “You can’t run away anymore.”

Idia thought about his family’s curse. How his Father had gotten the attention of a demi-goddess. How they were cursed to never escape from being loved by the Pantheon. And then, he thought of you, who was a God of their own right.

Remembered how you had always been with him every step of the way, how you had helped with Ortho. The way you always ensured things would go his way.

“Six seeds for six months, the entire fruit for eternity.”

#idia shroud x reader #twst idia x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #idia shroud #idia shroud x yandere reader #twst idia

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mesemoa-translations · 7 years

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ejunkiet · 5 months

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#palette cleanser - BEANS #fuku-chan tag #we leave on Tuesday ;u;#then one day in Seoul #then literally back to work the next day sksksks they messed up our flights #back to the GRIND #it has been a good trip!!#tmi

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I watched the first Re:cycle of the Penguindrum movie!!!! Yes! It’s out now, although only in Japanese with no subs

This will contain spoilers

The movie opens with a shot of Tokyo and my first thought was how beautiful it looked. My second thought was - wait, that’s not drawn!!? Ikuhara got Tao Tajima, the person responsible for the first Sarazanmai trailer and ending working on the opening credits for this movie and it looks really good! It’s a pretty exciting sequence for containing new material, depicting a young Shouma and Kanba wandering around the Sunshine City Aquarium at night and then shifting over to them watching how Himari visits the Aquarium in the first episode of the tv anime. They don’t seem to remember who they are or why they’re there and are lured into an elevator leading to the same library where Himari met Sanetoshi in episode 9 by Princhupenguin; a new penguin character. The brothers actions match Himari’s as they meet Momoka, dressed in a Princess of the Crystal outfit at the library’s Hole in the Sky Annex. We get some really neat parallels (that I reblogged earlier today) between the tv and movie versions.

I loved how they introduce the retelling of the story in movie format by having Momoka remind the brothers of who they are by having them read their own story, since they can’t remember it themselves. Momoka’s introduction feels magical and mysterious and the boys are insanely cute so it’s a great start.

The movie continues as a speed-run trough the first 12 episodes, but with another live-action sequence and Momoka talking to young Shouma and Kanba halfway through the movie instead of the scenes with Himari and Sanetoshi from episode 9, as well as a few new scenes at the end. A lot of scenes get cut, naturally, and some have switched places to make the story flow better by focusing more on a single character at a time. A funny result from the more condensed story is seeing just how often poor Shouma gets drugged and passes out and collapses over his food or the Takakura’s have glass shatter and fall on them. There was always a lot going on, but it got spaced out between funny and more lighthearted moments, while this is more of a highlight reel of the worst parts, not just with accidents but all kinds of unhinged moments.

With more than half the material gone, I don’t think the movie works that well as someone's first introduction to Penguindrum since there’ll be too much context and characterization missing. In a way I don’t think this movie was necessary at all, since there’s so much the tv show did better, but the fact that it’s been 10 years and I get to be an active fan, waiting for new material to come out for my favourite anime is more than enough reason for me to support it regardless.

One notable difference is the music. I’ve spent the last few months curious at how much new music they’ve been producing for the movies and how they’d be able to fit it all in. I think they did a good job at adding them to the new scenes and replacing some for old ones. Since it’s by the same creators I don’t miss the old tracks and it’s simply exciting and fun to hear the new ones. I love the Triple H tracks in particular and can’t wait to hear their full versions. I’ve actually been so impatient I’ve gone and listened to the original ARG versions! I didn’t use to like them, but now I do :D

Besides the music my favourite thing in the movie is the live-action sequence in the middle of it. When I first watched Penguindrum all the way back in 2014 I didn’t realize or think about how almost all the locations are based on real-life locations. Some of those statues and playgrounds look so weird, it’s a shock to see how they actually exist in real life. Part of this is me weebing-out since I’ve gotten more familiar with Japan and I know they’re real now - I’ve seen some of them myself, part of this is me considering the importance of those real-life locations for a story that’s ultimately about a tragedy that took place there. Next time I visit Tokyo I’ll have to take my own photos of them as seen in this movie! In addition to this, the live-action sequence is accompanied by a beautiful soundtrack, it adds and mixes in character animations flawlessly and reminds me of the joy and excitement I felt when I first encountered it in the Sarazanmai trailer, so I had a good time watching it for multiple reasons.

My least favourite things about the movie is that we’re missing out on how powerful the repeated and similar yet different narrations by the different main characters at the start and end of episodes. The speeches are included, but it doesn’t hit the same way in the middle of a movie as it does as an introduction or ending. They’ve cut a lot of scenes with Himari, probably since they’re less essential to the story moving forward, but instead we don’t get to see as much of the strong sibling bonds, which is what drives both Shouma and Kanba, which in turn does drive the story forward. While the new scenes with Momoka and the brothers are cool, I’m also sad we don’t get to see much of Sanetoshi at all, as he’s one of my favourite characters. At least he got a cool entrance, even if that’s all he got.

I’m cautiously excited for the second movie. I’m scared Ikuhara might change the ending, and while I feel like he’d allow everyone to get a happier ending, any sort of change scares me, since I love Penguindrum so dearly for what it is already. I’m also worried there’ll be more focus on the romances that familiar love, because I prefer it the other way around. At least I can always watch it once and then go back to rewatching the tv anime, time and time again.

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The trailer for the second Mawaru Penguindrum movie, RE:cycle of the PENGUINDRUM has been released. It features heartbreak, a new Triple H song called "AFTER '45" and new footage!

The movie will be premier in Japan on the 22nd of July 2022.

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I finished Sasaki to Miyano. Shout-out to @electriccelery93 for urging me to continue watching when I was unsure whether to continue or not. The anime ended up addressing everything that bothered me so I’m really glad I watched it until the end!

My main concern was with how much time Miyano took to reply to Sasaki. At first it felt unnecessarily dragged out, but after getting more insight on Miyano’s thoughts I could appreciate how seriously he took Sasaki’s confession and how considerate he was of his feelings. Besides that, figuring out your sexuality can take a really long time and I think the way he went on about it was true to real life, which was nice to see. It’s weird how my initial concern ended up becoming a strength. The other issue I had was with Sasaki’s jealousy, but since he was conscious and apologetic over it, and Miyano responded well to it, I’m good.

The last episodes were cute! Besides SasaMiya being open about their feelings, I loved how supportive everyone was of their relationship.

I’m really glad we got a wholesome BL anime adaptation. There’s definitely an audience for it and I hope it’ll help improve the bad reputation BL has. It was a little too cute and too slow for my personal tastes, but a solid anime nevertheless.

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Visual for the second Mawaru Penguindrum movie, RE:cycle of the PENGUINDRUM titled “I love you”.

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Stop whatever it is you’re doing - the new Penguindrum trailer just dropped

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Like a dam crumbling away, once Itsuki gives Mei a piece of his life, it all starts coming out. After the first few days of stumbling around each other, unsure how to fit together, the few bits Itsuki gives Mei must mesh with all the pieces Mei has given Itsuki for months in his emails.

They start to click again.

It’s little things at first, Itsuki telling Mei of his plans for their days off. Usually, all he plans to do is run by the grocery store and try to meal prep, or maybe play a video game until his brain goes numb and his muscles stop aching, but sometimes, it’s a plan for something a little more fun, and sometimes, if Mei’s lucky, he even gets to tag along.

At first it’s only with the rest of the team, a round of drinks for everyone at an izakaya after a particularly rough week of practice, but Mei thrills in Itsuki sitting next to him, leaning in to be heard over the noise. And if they’re still there when almost everyone else has filtered out, talking about the dog video Mei showed Itsuki on Twitter, there’s no one there to judge them.

Then Itsuki gives Mei his LINE contact information, and Mei uses it to take shameless advantage of the new ability to send Itsuki stupid memes. A lot of them are from the English feeds Mei still follows, which means Itsuki hasn’t seen most of them, and Mei can still get a laugh out of him for older ones. On a bus trip to a practice match, they can cut out the middle man of LINE and Mei can plop down next to Itsuki for the whole ride, showing him anything and everything on his Twitter feed to distract Itsuki from the restlessness that lives in his bones, keeping him from ever really enjoying a long trip.

Mei wonders idly how a road trip would go over with Itsuki, if that restlessness could be appropriately distracted by a careful combination of new scenery and engaging conversation, if Itsuki could settle the way he can’t stop moving for long enough to get somewhere new. Mei grew an appreciation for the art of the road trip while in America, and he wonders and wishes at the possibility of sharing it with Itsuki. He used to be restless, too, unable to drive for more than an hour without stopping to run the stiffness out of his muscles, but he grew past it, and the autumn before the Olympics, he took himself on a long road trip across the northernmost part of America, around lakes and across prairies and through mountains, just because he could, just to see what was there. The freedom was exhilarating.

Then, on their next free day, Mei offers to buy Itsuki dinner once again, and this time, when they’re asked to leave for closing time, Itsuki follows Mei past the train station and all the way home. Mei doesn’t question it once, afraid that if he points it out, Itsuki will change his mind. All he does is offer Itsuki a glass of cold tea and let the conversation continue until Itsuki decides it’s time to go home.

While they’re still not ready to talk about what happened between them back in high school, Itsuki starts to slowly share pieces of what his life has been like since. He went to college, played there for four years, and has a degree to show for his efforts. It’s just a basic sociology degree, nothing special, but it’s more than Mei has, and considering how much more emphasis Itsuki always put on education, it doesn’t surprise Mei that Itsuki went for a degree even while he kept pursuing baseball. Even if Mei refused to see university as an option, he recognizes that having a backup plan is the smarter choice.

Itsuki is both more serious and more relaxed than he was as a teenager. He has more focus and more confidence in himself, and that seems to have given him the stability to relax, to release that drive he used to have to always perform. Even when Itsuki used to argue with Mei, when he blustered and shouted and made terrible puns, it was always bravado, and Mei could recognize it because some of it was a trick he used too. But now, Itsuki stands securely in his own skin, and he doesn’t bother to put on a show.

He doesn’t have to.

“Hey, are you busy Monday?” Itsuki asks.

He’s sprawled on Mei’s floor, head resting against the couch as he sits up. He put some anime he’s been watching on the TV, but neither of them are really watching, just using it as background noise as they both scroll through their phones, exhausted after a particularly rough week of practice matches. Their schedule has gone weird, and Monday happens to be a day off for them. Mei had been planning on sleeping.

“No,” Mei says. “Did you have something in mind?”

“Inashiro is gearing up for the summer,” Itsuki says. “I usually like to make an appearance. The players love seeing pro alumni, and Coach appreciates the help.”

Mei expects to have mixed feelings about going back to that school. After all, he has a lot of bad memories mixed up in the good. To even his own surprise, there’s no pain in his desire to go back. There’s a bitter sweetness, a nostalgia that Mei can already tell will fill his chest with something like happiness and something like loss, but not with pain. That’s something everyone gets when they return to treasured memories.

“When do you want to leave?” Mei asks. Itsuki taps at his phone, looking at train times, and holds a few up for Mei’s inspection until they find one they can agree on.

When Mei shows up at the station, it’s with an extra coffee for Itsuki, the order with just a bit of cream and a bit more sugar remembered from the last time they swung through a café. Itsuki accepts the cup gratefully, taking a swig.

“You know how I take my coffee?” he asks, eyebrows raised in surprise.

“We’ve gotten coffee together before,” Mei shrugs.

“But you remembered?”

“Of course.” Even if they’ve settled into a true friendship over the course of a few months, Mei still doesn’t know nearly as much about Itsuki as he’d like. He holds tightly to the pieces he’s allowed, waiting patiently for Itsuki to give him more.

Itsuki lapses into silence, probably allowing the coffee to wake his system up as they board the train. It doesn’t take long for Itsuki to wake enough that his leg starts bouncing at being stuck on a train, but it’s not a long ride, and Mei allows the outlet of energy without a trace of annoyance. The gentle shifting sound fades into the background noise of the train, just another color in the tapestry of sound around them, and Mei hardly notices it.

As soon as Mei gets out of the station, he’s assaulted with memories. This is where he spent three of the best years of his life, this is where he fought with his teammates, his friends, this is where he started on a path that has led him across the world and back.

The nostalgia is here. And it hurts, but only in that nearly comforting way, like poking a bruise earned from hard, rewarding work. Mei doesn’t want to run from it, only chase it further.

He and Itsuki don’t pick up a conversation as they walk. Mei is too wrapped up in memories, and while Itsuki has admitted to coming back more often, he might not be any more immune than Mei is.

Maybe nine years is enough time that Mei should have forgotten his way, but he hasn’t. He knows the way to the field, and it feels like coming home.

“Look who finally decided to show their faces!” The feeling of nostalgia grows in Mei’s chest. Carlos is there, waving at them. Yamaoka and Fukui both look up, a smile growing on Fukui’s face when he seems them both.

“It’s good to see you two,” he says. “Glad we managed to steal you back from the Americans, Mei-san.”

“Good to be back,” Mei says. “Nice to see you too, Fuku-chan.”

“Tadano-senpai.” Mei turns to see Akamatsu approaching Itsuki. Akamatsu is even taller now, and even more eye-catching. “It’s been a while.”

“Nice to see you, Shinji,” Itsuki says, easy smile falling into place.

“And Narumiya-san.” If Mei had been unsure whether Akamatsu liked him in high school, he doesn’t have to wonder now. The way Akamatsu’s voice goes cold is enough to tell for sure.

“Hello,” Mei says. He knows exactly why Akamatsu doesn’t like him now. His preference for Itsuki was never a secret.

“I don’t remember organizing a team reunion.” A familiar voice cuts off their various conversations.

Coach Kunitomo looks a little older than the last time Mei saw him, but no less stern. Mei once joked that Kunitomo would be coaching baseball until he couldn’t get to the field anymore, and he doesn’t think he was entirely off, but Kunitomo looks years from forced retirement.

“Hello, Coach,” Mei says. He already feels seventeen again, already feels the need to drag his feet and be childish again, because he’s back in a place where it’s safe to do so.

“If you’re all visiting, you can all make yourselves useful,” Kunitomo says. “We’re splitting into groups by position to work. We have a new team to build, and almost no time to do it. Find someone you can help, and give them something that will help us win this summer.”

“Yes Coach!” they all chorus.

Mei walks next to Yamaoka, catching up, and lets Itsuki talk with Akamatsu alone. He should feel jealous, but he really doesn’t. Itsuki is allowed to have other friends, and Mei gets the feeling Akamatsu hates him now because he was the one that had to pick up the pieces of Itsuki that Mei left behind.

Okay, so he might be a little jealous. But he doesn’t have much right to feel that way, and anyway, that feeling is his problem to deal with, not Itsuki’s, not when Itsuki’s done nothing wrong, so Mei largely tries to ignore him.

There are plenty of pitchers and catchers to draw Mei’s attention when they get to the bullpen. Kunitomo might still believe in the idea of an absolute ace, but only an idiot would put all their hopes in one pitcher. Mei might have the stamina to pitch a full game, might have had it back in high school too, but that was only possible with the safety net of another pitcher to either start and save his energy or to take over if he went too far. When they had no one to sub in for him, they lost.

Mei settles himself in to watch a first year pitcher trying out a changeup. It’s a little sloppy, a little telegraphed. If a batter was up, they’d see it coming. But the fastball is good, if rough, and Mei stops him after a few tries to offer advice for the changeup. It only works if it looks like a fastball right up until it isn’t, and it hasn’t been Mei’s signature pitch for years for nothing. He doesn’t immediately fix everything, but the first year looks grateful and a little awestruck, and maybe there is a slight improvement.

It won’t be an overnight success, but the kid has potential. Inashiro is still rebuilding, though a lot of that work will have already been done. The third years of last year may have just graduated for good, but they’ll have retired after the summer, and the first years and second years coming behind them already had to build a new team. Now, all that’s left is to fit the first years into the spots they left behind when they moved up.

They only do position work until lunch, before they move on to team drills, sprints and resistance training and all manner of hellish workouts. Being a pro is no walk in the park, but Mei still remembers being fifteen and convinced his legs were going to fall off because his body just wasn’t ready for the long days of hard work. Those days had seemed so long, but Mei kept pushing forward for his dream.

The alumni stand by the sideline, watching the drills with a fondness of remembered pain. It had hurt, fuck had it hurt, but it had made them strong, and turned them into the players they are today.

“Really brings you back, huh?” Mei sighs. Itsuki doesn’t answer. “Sometimes I miss it. Being an adult is fun, but even when they’re working hard, they’re so carefree.”

“Mei-san.” Itsuki’s voice is a warning, but a gentle one.

“Can I say one thing?” Mei asks. He waits until Itsuki nods before he continues. “I don’t regret any of it. Any of the time I spent here. Any of the time I spent with you. The only thing I regret is how it ended.”

There’s a lot more that he could say, should say, but he thinks that’s all he’ll push Itsuki today.

The team runs until the sun starts to go down, and then they disperse for dinner. Mei watches them go. They’ll have to be back in an hour for night practice under the lights, and Mei doesn’t think he’ll stick around to watch that.

The early spring sunlight falls across the field in uneven stripes through the fence, and for the first time, Mei’s nostalgia feels painful. It’s not the death throes of summer, but he still can’t help but remember all the ways he’s screwed up.

“It’s good to have you back in Japan.” Mei whips his head around. He hadn’t noticed Kunitomo joining him. “You were always meant to play Japanese baseball.”

“I think I did pretty well for myself in America,” Mei says.

“You’ll do better here,” Kunitomo says. “It’s what you really trained for. It’s where you belong.”

“Maybe so,” Mei says. He won’t admit that he thinks Kunitomo is right. American baseball is incredible, and Mei learned so much, but he worked for years as a teenager so he could stand at the top of Japan.

“And it’s good to see you and Itsuki in a battery again,” Kunitomo continues. There’s an inflection in his voice that has Mei looking at him twice. Something just a little too serious for baseball…

“You knew about us,” Mei realizes. “Back then, you knew.”

“What you do in your private life isn’t my business,” Kunitomo says. “I just coach baseball. I only care about what you do on the field.”

“And I didn’t ruin things on the field?” Mei asks, partially to be a brat, but also because he knows it’s a question he can’t ask Itsuki.

“Itsuki isn’t nearly as fragile as you think he is,” Kunitomo says. “He had a rough time. He kept moving. He was the player the team needed him to be. You can see his resilience yourself.”

“He’s something else,” Mei agrees. The alumni are starting to leave, Itsuki swept up with them, but he lags to the back of the group, turning to look at Mei, waiting.

“Some unsolicited advice, not that you’ve ever listened to me before,” Kunitomo says, following his gaze. “Second chances aren’t nearly so common as people would have you believe. If you have one, don’t waste it.”

“I won’t,” Mei says. He already knows what it is to ruin things with Itsuki, and he genuinely doesn’t think he’d survive doing it a second time.

“He’s waiting for you,” Kunitomo says. “Stop wasting your time here already. Your place is somewhere else.”

“Someday you’ll have to stop telling me what to do, old man,” Mei complains.

“When you learn how to do things for yourself.”

Mei rolls his eyes, but he can’t help the smile. He used to strain under the weight of Kunitomo’s words, but there are very few things Kunitomo ever said to him that he wasn’t right about.

“Ready to go?” Mei asks Itsuki.

“What were you and Coach talking about?” Itsuki asks as they start to walk.

“Oh, just reminiscing,” Mei says. “I think I’m getting too old.”

Itsuki snorts a laugh, and they walk the rest of the way to the train in companionable silence. Mei walks Itsuki all the way back to his apartment, catching a taxi back to his own.

It feels, just a little bit, like forgiveness.

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