#lee!Dazai has my heart and soul

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Operation Weretiger: Backfired (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Heyo everyone! This is a collab with the amazing @intheticklecloset​! She had the great idea to do a “Moment in time” duology of fics in which we both took the same moment and altered the outcome! For Nym, she’s doing Lee!Atsushi, Ler!Dazai; and I’ll be doing Lee!Dazai, Ler!Atsushi!

 This was an absolute joy to write, and collabing with you has real treat! Now I wanna dive into more Bungo lols! I hope y’all like it, and I’m definitely down to do more collabs with you in the future, Nym!

For Nym’s fic: Operation Weretiger: Success!

CW: Mention of previous suicide attempts

Summary: Dazai calls Atsushi up with ulterior motives. Things don’t go like he planned.

“Dazai, which tree are you in again?” Atsushi spoke into his cellphone as he walked into a nearly empty park, searching for the man in question. Not even an hour ago, he sent an SOS- something about “A failed attempt at suicide.” and “being stuck and can’t get down.” It was a little odd that he chose a place like this for his latest attempt, but Dazai has been found in wilder places with even more peculiar setups. This was normal- tame even.

That should have been Atsushi’s warning.

“By the big tree? You mean the one here?” Atsushi walked up to the large tree in question, brows furrowing. Across the wide spread branches, he saw nothing. No marks of someone climbing recently, no broken branches where feet pressed up to climb.

No Dazai.

Odd.

“I don’t see you. Don’t tell me you fell?” Falling from this height would hurt, but would it kill? He went to check around the back-

“Gotcha!” Dazai’s yell startled him so bad he dropped his phone, the device snapping shut as it hit the grass. Atsushi whirled around to…nothing. Dazai’s voice was like a ghost.

“D-Dazai?” Atsushi looked around. Maybe he really did kill himself this time.

“Up here, Atsushi.” There it was again. This time, the weretiger looked up. “D-Dazai?”

“Hello there, Atsushi! Glad you got my message!” Dazai- who was nowhere to be found moments ago, was now a foot above him, his feet hovering to Atsushi’s shoulders while his arms were bent, the sleeves caught in the branches. Really- all of Dazai’s coat was caught in the branches, along with the back of his vest. “As you can see, I’ve found myself in a rather uncomfortable position. Would you be so kind-”

“This…is your latest attempt at suicide?” Atsushi blinked, staring up at him. “Jumping from a tree?”

“Suicide? Oh, right- that's what my message was. Oh no, I just wanted to get the jump on you.” Dazai mused, unfazed while Atsushi gaped. 

“HUH? Wh-What do you mean by that?”

“I suppose an explanation is needed. See-I had this brilliant idea recently. You’ve been rather fidgety around the office as of late- I had no idea why until I saw Naomi poking you. Then I remembered you were ticklish.” The word alone made Atsushi blush, his arms subconsciously pressing into his torso. “It’s been awhile since I’ve heard you laugh, so I figured I’d invite you out here-”

“You said you needed help.” Atsushi cut in. 

“Invited you under false pretenses, yes.” Dazai waved a foot, his hands too stuck in the tree to make the gesture. “So I could tickle you, but as you can see, the universe had other plans.” He gave an experimental tug to the branches, finding no give. “Would you be so kind as to help me out? I’ll buy you all the tea on rice you can eat if you do.”

Atsushi’s stomach growled, the mention of his favorite meal like a trigger to his appetite. It was tempting. So very tempting.

But so was this opportunity before him.

“I guess I can help you, but before I do that…” Atsushi walked forward slowly, taking in the other’s trapped state. “There’s something I want to try myself.”

“Oh? And what would that be?” Dazai asked, trying to follow Atsushi with his eyes as best as he could.

“Dazai, are you ticklish?”

The voice came from behind, as did the fingers latching into the bound man’s ribs.

“Ah! Ahhh, N-No! Not at all!” Dazai’s voice was a pitch higher, his body coiling at the sudden waves of sensitivity bleeding through his torso. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing, willing his body to still. “No need to do thAAHT!”

“Do what? I’m just trying to get you down.” Atsushi began to squeeze repeatedly, the motion gentle but consistent. His efforts were rewarded with Dazai’s legs twitching faster, his squirms increasing as he fought down the growing noises within his chest. “Stop moving-you’ll only get yourself tangled more.”

“I’m tryiHIING!” Dazai yelped when Atsushi dropped his hands to his waist, squeezing just beneath his ribs. “NOOOHOHO!”

“No to not squirming or no you’re not ticklish?” Atsushi asked, starting to smile as he watched the wobbly grin spread along Dazai’s flushing cheeks. “I’m starting to think you were lying to me, Dazai.”

“Don’t go saying tHIIngs like tHAAHAT!” The detective’s squeaks increased as Atsushi’s hands shifted down again, pulling his tucked shirt free before worming his fingers against the now bare skin. “AtsHihihihihihi!”

“Hey, wanna see a trick?” Atsushi asked, not waiting for an answer. With a shift, his hands grew furry and soft, the nails tucked deep within the beds of his Tiger paws. With an evil grin, he started wiggling those soft fingers against Dazai’s belly and sides.

“Atsusshhihihihiihihihiihi!” The dam broke- within seconds Dazai was laughing, head thrown back in mirth as his belly and waist were prodded at. It was bad enough with fingers, but weretiger fingers? It felt like a thousand little feathers were shoved down his shirt, tracing every nerve along his skin and setting them ablaze. Even spots that weren’t even touched felt hypersensitive- the thought alone of those soft paws going for his neck, his armpits…it only made him laugh harder, weakened by the ghost tickles.

“So much for not being ticklish.” Atsushi giggled along with him, clearly enjoying himself. Hesitantly, he let one of his pawed hands drop from the older man’s stomach to his thigh, giving it an experimental squeeze. Dazai all but flailed at the touch. “Oo, ticklish legs too?”

“Aahhahahahtsuhuuhshi, plehehehhehahahahse!” Dazai cried out, his squirms growing more frantic, swinging him this way and back. Above him, he heard the cracks of a tree branch, but the stubborn thing wouldn’t give. He was still so effectively trapped.

“Please what? Please keep tickling you?” Did Atsushi get taller? How’d he get up here? Through his giggles, Dazai saw the other had shifted his legs, giving him additional height.

Enough height to reach his armpits.

“I suppose I can, if you’re asking for it.”Atsushi squeezed the middle of the brunette’s ribs, earning a fresh round of squeaky giggles. “How about…” He began to walk those fuzzy fingers up, one rib at a time, pressing in as he went. Dazai’s squirming increased, his giggles shaking his swinging torso as he tried to lean away. The hand was getting closer and closer to his armpit. “Here. What do you think?”

Dazai shook his head frantically, his laughter near silent. Atsushi smiled, all teeth now. A new glint was in his eyes- vengeance.

“You know- as your favorite victim, You’ve done similar things to this.” Atsushi hovered his paw over the spot, occasionally twitching his fingers just to tease the other. “You just love to hover over my worst spots, threatening to tickle me but never quite getting there.”

“Atsuhuhuhushi, plehahahse!”

“You always talk about how you love seeing me sweat. How I get all kinds of nervous- waiting for you to strike. I bet you’re feeling it now- that moment of anticipation-” Atsushi moved his hand forward by only an inch, making Dazai jump with a cackle. “Never quite get there.”

“Spahahhahre me, Atsuhuhuhushi! Dohhooohohn’t!”

“Don’t what? Don’t tickle you?” He smiled deviously. “Or don’t keep you waiting?”

 That evil, evil weretiger! When did he get this good at teasing? Must have been practicing on Akutagawa. “Juuhuuhuuhst doohoho it!”

“Do what?”

“Tihihihihickle me!”

“Are you sure? You don’t sound sure.”

“Aahahahahhahtsuuhuhushi!”

“Well…okay..” Atsushi’s hands wasted no time digging into his armpits, earning an honest to god squeal before he was booming with laughter. Legs kicking, swinging the best he could, Dazai could only howl in mirth as Atsushi traced circles against the sensitive skin. The thin material of his button down did nothing to protect him- doing even less when Atsushi used two nails to cut a hole in said fabric, slipping his furry fingers against the skin. “Sorry about the shirt- it’s for the greater good.” Atsushi chimed, laughing when Dazai went silent.

Before he could move to a different spot, and before Dazai could wheeze for mercy- something snapped. Atsushi’s eyes widened as he watched the branch tangled in Dazai’s coat begin to break, releasing its grip. And then it broke free, sending Dazai down with it.

Or it would- hadn’t Atsushi’s reflexes kicked in. Moving with lightning speed, he gathered up the equally shocked detective in his arms before jumping, just narrowly missing the shower of branches and leaves coming down. A good chunk of Dazai’s coat ripped off but that could be replaced.

At least now no one had to go home with broken bones.

“Eh…hehe…yohohu’ve got gooohohod.” Dazai breathed, cradled against Atsushi’s chest. Whether he meant it regarding his reflexes or the tickles, Atsushi didn’t know. He put down the older man as his limbs shifted back to normal, guilt twinging his chest at the torn up clothes and disgruntled outfit.

“Sorry about the…yeah.” Atsushi waved a hand at Dazai’s attire. “I can pay for it.”

“No need. This isn’t the first coat I’ve destroyed. And I have tons of these shirts.” Dazai smiled as he tucked back in his clothes, wincing as he pulled off a stray twig. “Remind me to cross out trees on the suicide list- they’re rather sharp, and I’m sure a spider bit me in a rather inconvenient place.”

Atsushi hooted out a laugh at that, clamping a hand over his mouth when Dazai glared. But then the brunette was laughing just as much, pulling Atsushi with him as they made their way back to the office. “Let me get changed before we go get your Tea over Rice. Hate to spook the lovely woman there looking like this.”

“As if you don’t spook them enough with your talks of double suicide.” Atsushi voiced, earning a light nudge.

“When’d you get so sassy? Have you always been like this?” Dazai asked, eyes shining with intrigue. Atsushi laughed nervously, suddenly self-conscious. 

“Sorry-” He began.

“It’s fine. I like you like this.” Dazai smiled as they walked onto the main road. “It means you’re one of us.”

One of…them.

The thought alone made Atsushi smile- a genuinely happy one that hurt his cheeks after a moment. Even when he tried to dim it down some, there was no hiding how happy those words made him feel.

One of them.

Thanks for reading! And thank you again, Nym! This has been an absolute joy collabing with you!

[along-came-atsushi]

Novel Recap: Osamu Dazai’s Entrance Exam

Prologue & Chapter 1

Man, it’s been some time since I’ve started this little series. And originally I wanted to do Dark Era first. But since 2020 has been a shit year so far I’m not in the mood to read even more depressing stuff. So, I decided for something a little brighter.

Also: “Recap”, that was the word I was looking for, after I failed to come up with a proper name lol.

As most of you probably already know the first light novel is the original story from season 1, episodes 6 & 7. But it’s without Atsushi, since Atsushi hasn’t been introduced as a main character yet. They also gave some of Dazai’s original lines to Atsushi, which I think is not the best decision, since it alters the characterization. There are also some heavy differences between the novel and its anime counterpart. I personally prefer the novel.

But anyway, let’s get started, we’re inside Kunikida’s mind the whole time. This is going to be fun.

The prologue begins with Kunikida explaining what his ideals are, how he met his ideals, why he married his ideals, and when he plans to have babies with his ideals.

My name is Doppo Kunikida, an idealist who lives in reality, a realist who pursues ideals.

I have this stupid mug I bought back when I started studying. It will now forever remind me of Kunikida:

And this is a record of the struggles between a man who yearns for the realization of ideals and a new hire destined to interfere with them.

The following interference of ideals took place between 5 pm and 6 pm [ding ding]

Also here are some interesting excerpts from his ideals...notebook...diary... ideals-diary. I’m gonna call it that now:

Takekoshi came to my house. We took a stroll under the moonlight together.

Ha, gAAAAAAAAYYYY.

I ate a pear. It wasn’t sweet.

Then why did you eat it in the first place????

The story continues to turn into a beginning of a Brooklyn 99 episode, but it’s with Dazai and Kunikida chasing some random thief. Come to think about it, isn’t the ADA supposed to take only cases the police can’t deal with? Guess the police in the BSD universe is even more incompetent than I thought.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s all according to plan. More importantly, guess what I just saw.”

“I don’t care!”

“It’s this incredibly rare book called ‘The Complete Suicide’. I’ve been searching all over for it, and I just noticed it on display in the used bookstore back there-- Ah! I have to go back and buy it before someone else does.”

And that’s how Dazai met the love of his life. Can we also talk about that the title “The Complete Suicide” sounds rather strange? Especially when I translate it into German: “Der Komplette Selbstmord”. Oh god, fuck off, book!

But no matter how twisted my partner’s interests are, no matter how much he tries to sabotage the mission, I will not allow the criminal to escape for failure is not written in my schedule.

“For failure is not written in my schedule.” -> That is an awesome and inspiring quote. I want it on a t-shirt. Or on another mug.

After a chase through a crowd of people they’re able to catch the thief, thanks to Kunikida’s ability and Dazai’s... uh... plan.

One resident speaks up. “J-just who are you people?”

I whip out my detective license and hold it up in the air so everyone can see.

“There is no need for concern. We’re with the Armed Detective Agency.”

[Brooklyn 99 intro starts playing]

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And that’s it for the prologue! On to chapter 1:

8th

It rained this morning. A quiet shower, but frigid like the depth of winter. I yearn to live for my ideals. I strive for my ideals. I move forward without fear, without fatigue, without hesitation. Neither dreams nor honor will be pursued--for how euphoric it an be to solely devote oneself to quotidian tasks.

Why does this sound like the lyrics to an Evanescence song? *sad Amy Lee voice* Frigiiiii~d like the depth of wiiiiiii~nteeeee~r

Also... Kunikida, you must be a blast to have on a date. No wonder the women swoon over you.

But despite its [the building of the ADA] appearance, it’s so sturdily built that even machine-gun artillery fire from the outside wouldn’t cause any damage to the interior. That may sound oddly specific, but it’s happened to us.

*nods heavily* Sounds like completely normal work hazards to me, don’t know what you’re talking about.

Kunikida tells us that he checks his schedule many times. Like... really many times. Probably also while using the bathroom. I don’t know if this is a normal behaviour, but okay. So he goes to work and finds Dazai being high thanks to shrooms, dancing around in the office, to everyone’s demise.

“Whoa there’s a giant sea anemone outside the window, Kunikida! A banana... It’s eating a banana! And it’s even removing the white stringy bits!”

Yes, this man is a terrifying genius and an ex-Port Mafia executive.

Man, I should try these mushrooms one day, too. Dazai’s visions really sound entertaining.

I pour coffee into my mug as I always do.

I really hope we share the same mug, Kunikida! Don’t disappoint me!

But now, I don’t want to hide my all time fav quote from Dazai from you:

“Oh, I’ve got it. I need to take off my clothes. I need to get naked to get higher ratings! It’s simple, really! Let us undress! After that, we can all put on full-body thighs, go to the bank, and dance the hopak!”

Yes, this man is a terrifying genius and an ex-Port Mafia executive.

I land a roundhouse kick to the back of Dazai’s head, knocking him against the wall and rendering him unconscious.

Everyone in the ADA after that:

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We’re told how Kunikida and Dazai met and the day he was introduced as a new employee into the ADA

In that moment, I suddenly sense a cold, piercing light in his eyes, as if he were calmly evaluating his senior--no, as if he were staring into my very soul through the eyes of a heavenly, enlightened sage. [...] Was I seeing things? Could my mind have been playing tricks on me?

Dazai uses Leer. It’s very effective.

If you only know the anime version, than you completely missed the fact that Fukuzawa and Kunikida had a conversation about Dazai. They both realize that there must be something wrong about his alleged background, because it doesn’t quite add up. And then there is also the fact that his ability is extremely dangerous.

“I would like you to bring Dazai with you while you work and see if he can be trusted. If you ever feel he could be an emissary, intelligence operative, or spy of some sort, then you are to fire him without hesitation. However, if you sense any sign of wickedness in his heart...”

The president takes a black automatic pistol out from a bag behind him, then presents it to me.

You do not fuck with shachou and his family.

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The next day they meet with a teenage hacker boy called Rokuzu, because the ADA received an anonymous email requesting them to investigate a haunted building. And since neither the Ghostbusters nor the Winchester brothers reside in Yokohoma that task also falls into the ADA’s hands.

“Anyway, it’s not like you to be late. What, were you on a ‘date’ or something?”

He makes a circle with one hand and shoves a finger in it with the other.

Typical teenage boy behaviour.

“Sorry to disappoint, but I only plan on going on dates with the woman I marry. And according to the ‘Future Plans’ page in my notebook [...] it’s going to be another six years before I get married.”

“Hold up. You already got a girl you’re gonna marry?”

“Not for another four years.”

Thank god, we live in times with apps like tinder and stuff, so we can all schedule our marriage and dating plans.

The next things happen pretty much the same as in the anime. They ask the teenage hacker boy to look up the sender of the mail, they meet with the taxi driver who tells them about the abduction of several people, Dazai tries to Tokyo Drift but fails miserably (which wasn’t shown in the anime) and then they investigate the haunted building, which turns out to be an abandoned hospital. They do this in the middle of the night, of course.

Oh, and Kunikida is absolutely terrified of ghosts. *deep voice* You’re in Silent Hill, son.

They hear a scream for help and run to the rescue, just in time to find a woman named Sasaki almost drowning in a tank. Thankfully she gets rescued by these two gentlemen, otherwise it may have been the end for her.

Aside from Dazai’s overcoat, she’s nearly naked and soaking wet in the middle of the night.

Damn, that poor woman. She must be freezing.

Her hands tightly wrapped around her elbows and her legs stretched out on the floor are especially delicate.

Uuuhhh.... Kunikida? Dunno if this is the right moment to-

The clothes clinging to her body sketch the outline of an alluring figure.

This man needs a hug.

I feel almost as if I could see through her remarkably fine porcelain skin.

Maybe a little bit more than just a hug.

Wet hair clings to her nape as water drips onto her chest.

Kunikida STAHP!

I avert my gaze for absolutely no reason.

“absolutely no reason” -> PFFFFFFFF. Sasaki tells them that there are other people trapped here and wants to lead Dazai and Kunikida to them.

“... Wait.” I place a hand on Miss Sasaki’’s shoulder, stopping her. “Dazai, what do you think?”

“The way she’s dressed makes me feel things,” he says with a straight face.

“Be serious.!”

“with a straight face” -> so no feeling things at all? Dazai stop playing straight already. Even Kunikida doesn’t buy it anymore.

Anyways Dazai thinks Sasaki’s story is a little bit too convenient. They’re searching for the other victims trapped here, but when they find them it’s already too late, since a poison gas trap somehow activates and they have to retreat.

[courage-a-word-of-justice]

Nanbaka 17 | ACCA 3 | ReLIFE 7 - 13 (FINAL) | D Gray Man Hallow 2 - 6

(Nanbaka 17)

I bet the fandom makes, “Something is breaking. It’s my heart,” jokes from now on. Or something similar to that. Fandom is corny like that.

I only just realised, but the green numbers that appear at the start of the OP are cell 13’s prisoner numbers. D’oh.

Couldn’t you just grab the shackles, Rock?

Chibi Hajime? Never seen that one before.

It just occurred to me that Qi may have done this.

There seems to be a patch of purple on Jyugo’s torso…for some reason.

Upa did it…?

Hey, that Bruce Lee quote came back…! There also seems to be a Bungou Stray Dogs vibe going on, not really being helped by the fact Yuto Uemura is Atsushi and Jyugo. Tsukumo is Yuri from Yuri on Ice, which is kinda funny.

I…accept your man candy! LOL.

Kiji and Uno are crazily on the same wavelength…

Oh wow, Uno just pulled out the Dazai stops.

“10 minutes later…”

CGI doors…what a pain in the butt.

The eye style on Uno makes me LOL too hard.

(ACCA 3)

Oh, so the OP’s red bird is an acca. Okay.

Potato gratin on toast. Never tried it, but I like potato gratin on cheese and cheese on potato gratin.

Bar Tattler. Perfect name for a place to spill secrets.

Wow. Formal dress isn’t that different to ACCA wear but it makes people look completely different.

There were huggggggggggggggge strawberries last time, remember?

Ooh. Things are getting interesting thanks to Mauve and the 5 General guys.

(ReLIFE ep 7)

Isn’t that Windows 7 Yoake has?

I never asked this, but what happens to failed subjects?

Hmph. They say in Japan that a guy and a girl sharing an umbrella is romantic.

ReLIFE really addresses the difference between personal involvement and work involvement.

Yoake really does remind me of Dazai sometimes.

LOL, Onoya, Yoake. Meanwhile, is that a pink computer? Don’t think I’ve ever seen a monitor that’s pink, although I have seen a pink brick phone and a pink laptop.

Arata’s senpai’s tale matches Yoake’s relationship with subject 001, now that I think of it.

I wanna know more about Amagase-san.

Love bubbles and sparkles, LOL. You are one strange character, Yoake.

You can easily tell Arata’s saying sumimasen , even if there are no subs.

Why did “I don’t have a car!” make me laugh so much?

I think there was an excess “and” in the subs somewhere when Yoake was reporting near the end of the ep.

(ep 8)

The animation on Oga’s hand was unnatural (as in, his second and third fingers were too far apart) when he waved.

“In the pink of health”? Never heard that one before.

“Appetite” is probably the wrong word for it, Amatsu-sensei.

He didn’t react by laughing at Tamarai’s, but I guess that would’ve been misinterpreted and/or impolite.

The final year of high school is all about going all out…

Is the pill in the eyecatch always blue? I saw it was orange last ep.

There appear to be English dictionaries on Inukai’s shelf.

You can see the bags under Tamarai’s eyes.

Revenge of the CGI balls, LOL.

You can see how much Asaji wants to help when he reaches out but then he takes it back. Huh.

Update: I was familiar up to about this part in the manga.

(ep 9)

Omurice. I like that word. Omurice. Omurice. Probably because “omelet rice” sounds weird…Omurice.

Do you think ReLIFE would benefit if its fandom had more memes? Because bees. The Bee Movie seems to be pretty popular as a meme subject these days.

Is this why people always want younger people to enjoy their youth? So they don’t have their dreams crushed later?

The three line eyebrows are distinctive, but they look a bit weird.

Oga, you innocent butt. Blinking ever so innocently at Kariu.

How ironic of you to say, “The last thing you need is a fall”, Oga.

Hishiron can’t be a soccer nerd. “Gooooal” doesn’t suit her.

Doesn’t Kaizaki have any better clothes than black and grey shirts?

Hishiron has her school bag.

Bullying is a Big Deal in Japan, where you’re not meant to pick on people at all. Western cultures wish for outgoing people, so for someone like me who sits more on the introvert side, life kinda sucks.

Seriously, An and Yoake, get together.

*facepalms* What a dork, Kaizaki. Hitting your head in you panic like that won’t get you anywhere.

That’s a weird way of putting that, Hishiron. “[G]et revenge with someone,” that is.

About the entire plotline: It’s easier to “regress” when it comes to writing stories but harder to “regress” when it comes to real life. It must be because of how used to living and growing up people feel.

(ep 10)

At the top of the staircase, Hishiron looked so confused (after she said that she’d watch the tournament).

“Of course I know.” – (Chorus: Of course Yoake knows.)

You’re too darned strong (regarding the door), Kaizaki.

I heard there was an English dub of ReLIFE. Hopefully they can sell the Hishiron voice well enough.

The first time, I was wondering what came after this.

(ep 11)

Why do people say stuff like “I’ll come with”? I’ve said it before, but never questioned it until now.

I actually think Onoya’ll be really grumpy when she wakes up.

I guess it’s the hairstyle, but I look at Yoake and I’m seeing Dazai…again.

I bet Arata will be sad once it ends, LOL.

Black companies – corrupt businesses filled with salesmen and women who can’t escape. That’s basically what I’ve picked up from Osomatsu-san, anyway.

Notice the pill is normally white/blue. This time it was black/blue.

There’s a very Western feeling to this. No wonder the West likes this more than Japan itself. It’s also quite the sociological study. It helps that this was one of the only two shows I watched in summer 2016 the first time around (the other being Boueibu s2) – I can see “One Wish They Never Wanted” reflected in this, and knowing me and the hard times I went through at the end of the year, it was most likely deliberate. After all, they do carry similar themes.

(ep 12)

I think there was a central institution uni applications go through in Japan. In my country, they have something similar.

I shipped Kariu and Oga so hard during these last two eps. It helps that I almost never take the shows with the ships.

Ow. That burnt so much, Arata.

Such a convenient hole in the wall.

Kamioka’s hair looks a little puffy.

You jerk, Arata. You didn’t think “the same thing”. You thought nothing of the sort!

Why is Arata a fish? Probably because Kaizaki means “ocean peak” (or something like it).

What’s up with that statue?

August 10th, 6:30 pm onwards.That’s when the fireworks festival is.

Arata’s got his own harem~! (Neener neener…and so on.)

(ep 13)

Why are only the girls in kimono?! (Update: Or is that yukata?)

You suave, suave player, Yoake.

The white figures really aren’t helping their case…

The blue and yellow sign tells you there’s a traffic obstruction due to the fireworks.

They’ve got some heavy focus on the earrings in a certain shot. It’s such good news for the ship.

Holding hands is a much bigger deal in Japan than it is in the West.

Of course Tama is such a target for mozzies. She’s so big in that region.

The fireworks look so lifelike in this anime!!! I said that for Showa Genroku too, though.

Like an ephermeal flower, a fireworks exists…or some other weird Yoda stuff like that.

Arata’s seems to be blue, while Chizuru’s seems to be green for the sake of colour coding.

Onoya’s fan says “festival” on it.

The pill background looks kinda like footsteps. It must’ve been deliberate they used such a pattern.

Off model at its worst (when the duo sat on the bench).

Dangitfalsekissscene!

LOL, lookit Hishiron’s creepy face.

Nothing is better than a properly-pulled-off bookend.

Welp, that’s the end of that. Hopefully we can meet again sometime, for some other show.

(D Gray Man Hallow ep 2)

Every time I see this ep, I think of a song. It’s this one, to be precise about it. Never mind about the music video, the lyrics and title suit it too well.

Poor Tim.

Ooh, macaron cake!

I forgot who Phantom Thief G was the first time. Then I checked him up and I remembered.

Wrong “throw”, subbers.

This scene where Link is crying is…very odd. There’s a lot of logic that really should be obvious that gets bandied about here.

Really? Fanservice?

If he has Innocence, Timothy’s guilty (in a sense). How ironic.

How do people even evaluate the Akuma’s level on sight?

(ep 3)

“Soul mate” is probably overreacting a little too much.

What a weird butt Galmar is. I can understand his reasoning for what he thinks though.

(ep 4)

People can never seem to agree on how to spell Tyki’s name.

Renny? Seriously, I laugh too much. “Lenny” would’ve been a proper name, but that’s a guy’s name. Then again, this is anime we’re talking about...

Tim’s so cute with the ZZZs.

That burn, Allen. So deep.

“This is the order of the Pope.”

“Hunting Exorcists, huh?”

(ep 5)

Everyone spells Alma’s name as Alma Karma, but the book cover says Alma Carma (sic). Huh.

Sometimes I question the need for a science section in the middle of an Akuma vs Exorcist war.

What the freak, Earl? Don’t scare me like that!

Improper poses? That’s so threatening. (sarcastic)

Unnecessary fanservice, number 2…? (Specifically the “you perv” bit.)

(ep 6)

A-hey. Young!Kanda animated in such a way that it invokes humour…it looks like Yurio. Lots of things remind me of Yurio these days.

How do they know exactly how many seconds it’ll take until the Seconds regenerate?

It’s bunny!Hoshino!

Such gallows humour. That’s why the novelty wore off on this show.

I think the word they mean is youkai instead of sprite.

The jackets come off…kinda sorta.

Is it “dreamed” or “dreamt”?

Can people even hear using stethescopes? I’ve never tried it myself, but I want to know.

Sometimes you forget Allen’s there.

How’d blonde guy (Edgar) get that blood around him?