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After chapter 233, I felt like making this post and don't get me wrong, I love TR with all my heart and I can't help but wonder where this is heading at?

SPOILERS

1. Did Wakui forget about Hanma talking in front of Kisaki's grave? The story between the Reaper and the Pierrot?

2. Sorry but we have like Haruchiyo with Senju and Takeomi at the same spot yet no interaction? no reaction? nothing? ( I'm in love with this panel though!! )

All we had was a smirk and we have no clue on why they're distant etc..? I'm gonna be honest, I don't see the point in introducing 8362873 characters and give them no development.

Once again, maybe wakui will end up explaining of course! I just can't help but share my worries since this is the last arc and I don't even know if we will have answers??

I don't know, I feel like what's lacking in the last arc is the depth of some characters.

3. Now, I'm gonna say it once and for all, what's the meaning of Draken's death? It doesn't make any sense. It had been weeks I've been trying to figure out why he died. What was the meaning?? Was it a way for us to understand that no matter how much we fight fate, we can't escape it..? No matter what, Draken couldn't avoid his death and Mikey couldn't avoid his downfall with potentially Takemichi not able to avoid the death he kept pushing back since ch.1 ?

Sincerely, feels like Draken's death was just for shocking value for the reader. I'm even sad to tell you all that when he died, I felt like it was anticlimatic since I couldn't even understand why he did. I had hopes that Draken would give his strength to Takemichi to save also Mikey.

I want to clarify that I know that stories aren't necessarily going the way the reader wants.

I'm gonna be honest, wakui should have made less characters so we could have focused on everybody. I'm sad because I feel like there was a lack of development in many aspect since the last arc. I feel like many things are superficial, things could have been handled perfectly.

Chifuyu, Hakkai, Inupi, etc.. ? Where are they at? I understand that our local best bois left gang stuff but Inupi?? Where is he at lol?

Of course, I will keep supporting the author and read weekly. Don't get me wrong with this post, sincerely. This is because I'm passionate about TR that I'm making this and I don't plan on leaving the fandom or the manga!

I'm just making this post, yet again, because who knows when the manga is gonna end? It's the last arc and I have no clue on how long the arc will last for.

4. Mikey kicking Takeomi's face despite him being a close friend of Shinichiro? You won't make me believe that Mikey never once saw Shinichiro, Benkei, Wakasa and Takeomi all together or heard about them from Shinichiro? Moving on.

5. Regarding Draken's death, it's very upsetting considering that bonten! Mikey asked Takemichi to save him with the most genuine tears and despair he ever showed to someone. Once again, what's the point to give hopes to Mikey in multiple timelines if the narrative goes this way. Maybe fatality, who knows? He's bond to end up this way.

At this rate, feels like the only way to save him is to redo everything from the beginning, his hands are stained of blood already even if I understand how he could snap.

6. I think what's lacking in the last arc is the bond between characters.. I would say that Draken's bond with Takemichi was cute and beautiful but if you compare the depth of the story before the last arc, you can tell that what we are missing is this. I know that Senju, our local Queen, is here and such but I'm even scared for her.

If you have any input or if you disagree with me, please share you thoughts. I'm opened to know more about what you all think because what I say is subjective! Love you all.xx

Wow that was good- I can feel the tension.

One Time

Souya/Angry is in his late twenties and still a virgin. His older brother, ever the generous one, let's him borrow his gf for an evening. I kind of have a headcanon that Souya's lovers would confuse him for a sub and try to dominate him which would be a turn off for obvious reasons.

18+! Minors DNI!!!

Warnings: loss of virginity, fingering, oral, poly-ish, profanity, vulgar 'scenes', coercing, daddy kink c:, idk it's more porn than plot. There's a lil fluff tho ig. Did not proofread so I apologize for my mistakes.

You didn't know how things got here. Well, more how you ended up agreeing to this. Within the last few weeks your normally possessive boyfriend had been encouraging you to be more 'friendly' with his younger twin. When you and your boyfriend spoke privately somehow the conversation always went back to his brother and his lack of experience. His virginity mainly. You knew he wasn't totally without a woman's touch but he'd never gotten down to the final deed.

It was almost as if these conversations were some sort of admissions of guilt on his part. He always found ways to look out for and care for his brother and this was the one thing he knew he couldn't do for him. Signs pointing that way was your knowledge of your boyfriend sending him lewd videos and photos of you. Some you drenched in his cum others you moaning and touching yourself while sprawled out on the bed.

"Come on, do it for your Nahoya," he'd guilt you with a smile. Even with your mind telling you no, a fews nags from Nahoya and you were like puddy on his sheets creating what ever crude display he had in his mind to share with his junior.

You had no real idea what he thought of them. When you'd see Souya he would behave in his normal sweet demeanor behind that mask of a scowl. The more logical side of you decided he probably didn't wanna mention it and make conversations with you awkward or uncomfortable. That or he figured Nahoya was being Nahoya and sending them is what would be his idea of good fun.

That would be until he propositioned you both -separately- on having a night together. You had no idea how Souya reacted to this. You thought maybe a red face and a scolding on being respectful.

Frankly, you were terrified of the idea, not for lack of want or curiousty. One could be certain Nahoya's sadism and playfulness would be contrasted with someone more tender and giving. Regardless, you knew agreeing would mean things would always be different, they'd always be weird, and that one night might turn into 'just one more time' and too many bad feelings.

Still, you could never bring yourself to tell that smiling face no. Before you knew it you were in the twins shared flat in nothing but a see through beige negligee and matching thong per Nahoya's instruction for "Souya likes goofy shit like that".

With a Nahoya absent flat, he said he was going to spend the night with friends (more likely cheat) you were still in his room on his bed trying to find any bit of courage to get the deed done and make your man happy. There was that confidence afterwards he would be reminding you just who you really belonged to with bite marks and bruises when it was all said and done.

With an inhale and clenched fists you exit the bedroom and walk across the one hallway in the empty flat to the door where your blue haired prospect dwelt doing whatever he was doing. You stood in front of the blank white door for a moment contemplating whether or not you should knock first. With a breathy "fuck it" you cringe as you slowly turn the cold doorknob and look inside.

Souya didn't even notice you. Besides a desk light the only thing lighting the room was his computer screen which appeared to have some recipe he was writing notes on with the beat up pen and pad he had in front of him. As you were walking you caught yourself admiring how his generic white tee almost melted into his lean back muscles. Judging by the dark plaid pajama pants he had on you doubted he even agreed to what you were creeping up on him for. At the very least he probably didn't take his brother's proposition seriously.

With another inhale of imaginary courage you crept up to him some more tapping on his shoulder when you were directly behind him. When he turns around he almost throws his notebook in shock, eyes wide and desperately trying to keep from continuing looking down at your practically bare breasts(he failed).

"I thought 'Hoya was just fucking with me," he croaked out. You rub your hands together in nervous anticipation. Why on earth did this have to be as awkward as it was? Nahoya probably cheats all the time without a nerve in the world besides the ones in his pants.

Thoughts like that pour in as remedies for whatever nonsense was keeping you from doing something as easy as sex.

"Hoya didn't tell me what your answer was either. I figured you'd think it was one of his gags," each word had you one step closer in front of you until you found a place on his lap, feeling a stab from his trouser hidden boner under your bum. He didn't protest or try to push you off of him. Despite having fears he would be disgusted or even frightened you had more confidence the nice brother would never risk hurting your feelings in such a way. In fact, Souya was always nice to you. Often if you asked something of Nahoya, Souya would go on ahead and do it or get it.

With a little sway of your hips you grind your ass into his lap, earning a soft moan that begged to escape his chest. Leaning into brush your lips onto the smooth skin of neck, taking in the fresh scent of his piney body wash you leave gentle kisses along it, trailing up to his jaw only to be dragged in by his heavy arms. Now chests pressed against chests, lip melted into eachother until your tongues have had enough. Meeting in each other's mouth gliding them along eachother between sucks and moans.

Eyes closed, you felt him lift your body with ease, wrapping your legs around his waist, not separating from your kiss as he walks until he has you lying on your back on his bed still kissing you. His hands roam your body, finding every curve, squeezing and stroaking the soft fat on your hips til he finds your breasts giving them another squeeze and gentle tug at your hardened nipples.

Lungs burning from passion and the obvious need for air you finally part, breaths shaky in his silent room.

"He's not forcing you is he?" He knows just how domineering his brother can be with you. His eyes make it apparent, hell almost plea that isn't the case. You let out a small no, your hands reaching out to tug on his shirt in reassurance.

That was all the consent he needed before he pulled off your barely there 'top' followed by peeled off your matching thong. In swift movements he damn near tore off his own close before sitting himself above you; arms at each side.

Mindlessly, you reach doen and begin stroking his cock before you realize it felt exactly like his brother's. Looking down it seems they were pretty much identical everywhere. If there was a difference in size it wasn't anything worth noticing. The only differences, much like their faces, could be the placement of a bulging vein and hair color. Both of which were both pretty. Smooth even skin, above average girth and slightly above average length. Explaining Nahoya's over confidence and Souya's calmer version of being self assured.

With your freehand flattened against his chest you guide him to switch you places and lay him down. This was supposed to be about him, afterall. Positioning yourself between his legs you lean in and wrap your mouth around the tip allowing drool to fall out, down his shaft. Guiding yourself down, lips over teeth, you take in as much as possible. Souya was patient. If he was his brother he would have already had you by the hair and bucking into your throat until you were in tears. But this wasn't his brother. Souya was gentle, stroking your cheek with his thumb with one hand and cradling the opposite side with his other.

Slowly your lips make their way to his bush, with one swift motion you suck and slurp your way up and bop in a steady rhythm. Aside from the a/c your loud slurps and heavy breaths echoed in the room. Taking a quick look up the pleasant image of Souya greets your eyes. His stomach and chest muscles tensed up, the veins of his toned arms were beginning to bulge. Souya was trying to choke back moans and grunts; eyebrows furrowed his teeth biting his lips. You pull his dick out with a loud pop.

"Does this feel good for you, daddy," you lazily continue stroking his cock waiting on an answer. His eyes shoot open at your pet name to meet your half lidded ones and smile. Without time for an answer you put his dick back in your mouth and begin sucking and pumping him with your hands symotaniously.

You were being messy. Drool was saturating your hands and his cock. Pools of spit were dripping down your chin and neck, falling between your cleavage. Souya was gripping at the sheets for dear life until he suddenly leaned forward, hands on each side of your face as he guided you off of him.

"Don't want me cumming in your mouth, baby girl," giving a wet kiss on the lips, he lifts you buy your thighs bringing you into his lap. Your face heated up when you felt him lean in and curl two fingers inside you. The wet noises instantly danced around the silent room. Much to your shock he knew exactly where to angle and hit the right spots. Wrapping your arms around his neck you kiss him along the sides of his face moaning into him.

"You're so sweet, baby girl," he muses. "You have no idea how I long I have wanted to do this with you. How many times I've jacked off to those videos and pictures my brother sent me of you." He pulls his fingers out and begins circling your clit at a heightened pace. You could feel his hard dick resting and twitching on your belly. A little bit of sticky wetness was starting to drip out the tip.

"I didn't, daddy", you reach up and clench at his ocean curls. His hand leaves you to the base of his dick, aiming at your pussy.

"And that...not treating me like a fucking child." Thrown at your back to his bed he begins pushing himself in you; choking back moans.

You knew from the beginning he wouldn't last. First timers never did. But the way he was slamming so desperately into your hips and pounding into you solidified it so. The praises and sweet words were new pleasures to your ears, deep inside yoh wondered how you'd be able to give them up.

Unfortunately, no matter as suspected, a virginal Souya didn't last very long. On top of you panting and kissing your forehead there he was thanking you.

"Ha...sorry the stereotypes were true, sweetheart. Let me clean you. Shouldn't be long til big bro gets back..."

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Howl’s Moving Castle (2004) Pom Poko (1994) The Wind Rises (2013) Princess Mononoke (1997) Porco Rosso (1992) My Neighbor Totoro (1988) Only Yesterday (1991) The Secret World of Arrietty (2010) Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind (1984) Tales from Earthsea (2006)

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Mitsuya takashi