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[‌SAILOR MOON >MY HERO]

          From the very beginning, there was something off about the daimon, something that Mercury had voiced but couldn’t pin down, even with her computer. Something about a different energy signature than the others. Usagi wasn’t sure, she was more focused on dodging attacks than what her friend had been saying. Usagi was a fighter thanks to destiny, but she was no strategist, that was Venus’s job as the leader. And naturally, Venus had responded to Mercury, though what she said, Usagi didn’t hear. At the same time as the daimon, Usagi had noticed a school girl, probably a couple of years younger than herself, cowering and trying to look for a way to get away from the fight.

          Instinct took over and Sailor Moon had launched herself toward the girl as the daimon took aim. She heard the shot fired as she collided with the girl, pushing her out of harm’s way. She barely had time to right herself let alone get out of the way (she had not expected to get out of the way anyway) when she was enveloped by the daimon’s attack, hearing Tuxedo Mask scream out her name in terror before…

          Well… Nothing. She felt fine. She blinked, confusion clear in her expression as she tried to process what had just happened. She didn’t have time for that, as she was being warned to duck, she looked toward the voice, spotting a boy, probably just a bit older than she was, practically sprinting toward her. She “eep"ed and did as she was told, knees wobbling when the stranger leapfrogged over her to attack the daimon.

          Wait, attack the daimon?!

          She looked up in time to see the beast fly back from the force of the punch, her eyes widening in shock.

          Amazing!

          The only person she’d ever seen do something similar was Jupiter, but she was, well, Jupiter. This stranger, he looked like just a regular person.  And he had managed to throw the daimon off from her as it gathered it’s bearings and then rounded on him in anger.

          With a deep breath and a mental reach, she summoned the Spiral Heart Rod to her hand with a shimmer of light and took aim.

          “MOON SPIRAL HEART ATTACK!”

          Her attack hit the daimon square on, the energy purifying the daimon and reverting it back to it’s original form. Once of the light from her attack dissolved, all that was left of the monster was a broken mirror and the cracked daimon egg that had been the source of it’s power.

          Letting out a sigh of relief, Sailor Moon turned to attention to the stranger, sending a grateful smile his way. “Thank you for your help. You aren’t hurt, are you?”

She actually said the attack name! Kanji felt his chest bouncing with giddy glee, and that dumb, euphoric smile didn’t leave him. This really was Sailor Moon! The Sailor moon!

When she smiled at him, Kanji felt his heart nearly triple in speed. Or, least, it felt that way. A blush rose to his expression, and he nodded, dumbfounded for just a moment before he managed to find his metaphorical footin,

“You’re welcome! Man, I can’t believe it. You’re actually here! That thing, that was a portal, right? So like, you’re from ‘nother dimension or somethin, huh?”

“N’that means....” He stopped, only now realising she was asking after him. Kanji coughed, and rubbed sheepishly at the side of his neck, “Oh! Yea, yea, m’all good, Sailor Moon! No scratches or nothin.”

As if to prove his point, Kanji flexed his right arm, and slapped at one of the muscles with his left hand, that grin returning to him.

“My name’s Tatsumi Kanji! N’your Tsukino Usagi, yea?” His posture straightened, and he ducked over to her, “Don’t worry! Your secrets’ safe with me. I won’t tell nobody anythin.”

“F’you’re wonderin why I know that! In this universe, you’ve got your own animated tv show! You, n’all’a the sailor scouts. Even some movies, n’a butt load of merch.”

“It’s so great to-- to meet you! You’re my hero!”

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[YOSUKE >MY LIGHT, MY PRINCE, MY LOVE]

When Nickelback starts playing on Pandora and no one is watching…

“Someday, somehow I’m gonna make it alright but not right now I know you’re wondering when~”

“ Well, I'd hope that since we're here anyway We could end up saying Things we always needed to say~”

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[‌YUI-CHAN!]

“…You know, I kind of wish we had an oven in the Dojima household. I haven’t made a cake in a while. I bet Kanji would go all-out in decorating it if I let him.”

“Hell yea! What kinda cake we talkin bout, Yui-chan? I got some kick ass sets of coloured sprinkles. Gonna blow your damn mind with em.”

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@chxmpionofjustice

N-N-N-No way!!

Wait-- was that--- was that really?!

Kanji slapped himself just to be certain. Nope. She was. Still there!!

Still standing there!!

“S-Sailor Moon...” She had just, sort of; appeared, in this blinding flash of light. But not only her!! Kanji finally snapped out of his idiotic stupor to see the monster that was charging towards her. It must’ve been pulled with her from, from wherever--!!

“SAILOR MOON, DUCK!”

Kanji was running forward, and actually vaulted off of Sailor Moon’s backside, soaring up over top of her. Letting out a protective yell, Kanji PUNCHED THE CREATURE and actually sent it flying backwards.

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Good Agape

All agape types are organized around bestowal and attuned to instinct and inspiration. Agape types are spontaneous and mythopoetic lovers who charm others by making them the recipients of a free-spirited and joyous bestowal that escapes all conventional means of appraisal and evaluation and which is itself without limits. Agape is truly a love which freely gives and forgives, and which precedes the rational, confounding it, and charms less inspired natures to relinquish their everyday sensibility in order to play along to the joyful tune of its carnival. As a love, agape is truly "that good which has no end and is its own measure" and for which every conventional standard of value is too small a receptacle for the joys that it has to offer. As for good agape, it is, as Shakespeare said, like "a gentle rain that droppeth from Heaven and is twice blessed," exalting to both giver and receiver. The efforts of good agape are rarely calculated or strained, but flow forth from that spontaneous and golden wit which champions an unapologetic celebration of life. In loving through good agape, you often find yourself in the role of effervescent maverick, or "golden child": Charming, optimistic, and eternally youthful, your charisma and glee are rare commodities that provide much-needed reprieves from the humdrum of everyday existence and brighten up the lives of others. Your charisma and joyous bestowals tend to have a captivating effect on people where others are seized by your personal magnetism and cheer. By your mesmerizing displays of optimism and wit, it is likely that you have often gotten away with things that others would not. However, it would be wrong to imply that your bestowals are calculated, since they are in fact freely bequeathed onto others, the "joy of giving" being in your very nature, and with you enjoying the munificence and good cheer that your effervescence has on others too. Famous Greeks who have Agape: Homer, Diogenes the Dog. Your ideal partner is someone who has Nomos.

Tagged by: snagged it from myself!

Tagging: @chxmpionofjustice / @snarksuke  

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Yosuke’s in full Risette gear.

Rise is referring to herself as queen?

Wait. Why is Adachi sobbing the corner?

Has Kanji missed something??

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koi no yokan 恋の予感

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Were you snapped away by Thanos?

Repost, don’t reblog.

“Well. That’s a relief.”

Tagged by: @garudynekunai Tagging: @bondchained / @snarksuke / @minamctc / @hatenerd

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@sinfulkunai

A hum leaves him; considerate, but there is an almost purred lust to the noise. Leaning over, Kanji kisses Yosuke, once, then twice, then again - the third time is deeper, more intent in not wanting to pull away immediately. One of his hands moves to grip at Yosuke’s hip, staying there as Kanji continues to hold the kiss. After some moments, Kanji exhales as he parts from Yosuke’s mouth,

“I adore you, Yosuke.”

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snarksuke‌:

“Not alright? Oh, maybe a few years ago, it was me being not alright. Now it’s like talking about the weather. Nice of you to ask, though!“

“Uh. Yeah, not a problem. If... you say so.”

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snarksuke‌:

“Never better. Why do  you ask?”

“You just-- what you just said there, man. That sounded, not alright. You know. Do you need to talk?”

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[>DETECTIVE HANAMURA]

“Y’guys know… abandonment isn’t that bad. Yeah, you’ve got nothing when people leave and no prospects, but when it happens to you a few times you realize that it’s an inevitability and there’s always some new person to ditch you.”

          He shrugs.

“It’s a fake fear you guys. Guess that’s just a phobia, huh? Maybe try leaving first?”

“Hey. Uh. You okay there, man?”

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Sekaiichi Hatsukoi

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Sekaiichi Hatsukoi

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“It’s great seeing Yosuke so embarrassed.”

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[YOSUKE >I THINK I BROKE HIM?]

“I… you… me… us… uh… UM…”  Yosuke.exe has stopped functioning.

“I.... uh, is that a no?”

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Kanji raises a hand because he’s more than willing to volunteer for that.