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minnie // she/her // thirties
fanfic writer // fanwork enjoyer // fandom dweller
Find my fanfic masterlists below:
Jujutsu Kaisen masterlist here.
-> Nanami Kento also gets his own lists lol here and here.
Destiny 2 masterlist here.
Demon Slayer masterlist here.
I'm also pmpmyread on ao3, find me here.
I occasionally make image/gif sets from media I enjoy, find them:
-> here for JJK (Phantom Parade)
-> here for Destiny 2
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I've just recently started a new playthrough of Monster Hunter Wilds as dual blades Hunter Hoshina, with my sworn hunter partner, @pmpmyread , lolll, and imagine my absolute delight when I heard the announcement of the new expansion for 2027, and watched the trailer!!
There's so much to dissect here, which I'm sure others will do a far better job of, including the setting, which is fantastic, the gimmick of the boost gauntlet, all the new monsters, the ELDER DRAGONS YAHOOO (Oh, Kushala Daora, my revenge will be sweet) and all the new armours and weapons to look forward to in Master Rank.
ALSO, there seems to have been a time skip, as the characters have new hair and fashion styles!!!! OLIVIA MY BELOVED. HELLO. THIS WOMAN WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME. đđđđđđđđđđđđđđđđ
I love the implication in her style and expression that being in the Forbidden Lands for a few years has perhaps allowed her to enjoy the freedom and joy that new exploration and discoveries bring! She seemed to admire that freedom in the Hunter, and it would be so good to see her embracing it.
Also, seeing Nata, my boy, grown a little and wearing the Hope armour himself đđđđ I can't wait to see more of his development and the path he chooses.
From that trailer. Oh boy. Hunter Hoshina might have to actually pick up the Greatsword, because it looks FUN with that booster.
This update already looks incredible! Thanks to Rahu, I picked up this game at such a good time lol, so excited to experience some more from what's in store! đ
Drifter and Eris have been my favorite characters since I started playing D2 in 2020, and the subject of the majority of my fan art since... only fitting to draw them again now as D2 retires đŤ
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I commissioned my dear friend Radish to bring my Fantasy AU NaruHoshi vision of Dimensional Sorcerer Narumi and Cursed Swordsman Hoshina to life, a headcanon that's all too special to me.
Some background: Hoshina hails from a renowned clan of swordsman, but is cursed from birth such that he is unable to wield regular swords without experiencing terrible pain and damage to his hands.
Cue his meeting with Sorcerer Narumi, an unconventional genius who is searching for the secrets to his own past. Through the inter-dimensional tattoos Narumi places on his back, Hoshina is finally able to draw and wield a sword the way he desires, and joins Narumi on his journey!
I knew this would be SPECTACULAR, because it's RADISH, and in all of our collabs prior to this, their artistic vision of every scene I've imagined has been utter perfection.
BUT THIS.
Seeing it brought to life like this gives me whole lot of emotions I don't even know what to do with.
Thank you, Radish, for bringing two of our all time favorites to life in such incredible fashion. This is honestly a lifelong treasure for me đđđ My HoshiNaru dreams shall be realised!
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Update 2 on my Soshiro Hoshina Monster Hunter playthrough with @pmpmyread :
Damn, playing as the "Vice-Captain" is giving me renewed love for the dual blades. I've played with Great Sword for so long, that I forgot what it means to be a true speed demon, I fear, lol.
Zipping around, flying through the air, beyblading down monster backs, is as satisfying as the first time I played DB.
Also, I cannot WAIT to be in High Rank, so I can start true fashion hunting for Soshiro. Many new outfits for our dashing swordsman await. đ
For now, here's some low rank screenshots I particularly liked.
When he's battle ready:
That meat does NOT want to see him coming:
I DO like him in the Hirabami armour (and the Odogaron!). They were made for him đ
Some good times with the squad, and his little protege, Nata.
Ahhh, the dual blades fit him so well! And the armor sets!! Both he and lil no 10 truly make the best hunting companions!! Here's to many many more hunts as a team!! heheheeeđŠľ
Played some more MHWilds with @rahuratna's Soshiro Hoshina, and by played with I really mean carried by LOL. đ
Together, we hunted the one I now like to call by his govt name, Raymond Dau, and I don't think the levels of SHOOK some of these hunts had me could be better portrayed than by the three after-action reports above, because to the extent that I was 1) contributing much at all, it was either 2) mostly evading hits on my Seikret or 3) chugging down potions and meals to save my life LMAOOO đ¤Łđ¤Łđ¤Ł
But it was SO fun, I'm already committed to mastering its moveset and coming back to give Rey Dau the BIDNESS.
I've also progressed enough to unlock armor upgrades, which already makes a world of difference! Now my hunter can run up on some of these lil monsters alongside the vice-captain with more confidence knowing that she won't be fainting as often anymore LOL.
Content Warnings: MDNI/18+, fluff with suggestive themes.
Summary: Some laughter HCs with Nanami, because God knows he deserves it.
Pairing: Nanami Kento x fem!reader
Word count: 1.4k
From the moment you first shared a laugh with Nanami Kento, you knew youâd want to do it over and over again.
As a newly graduated Grade 1 sorcerer, youâd hoped your first day would carry at least some of the novelty that the promotion promised. Instead, here you were, leaning against the back wall of a packed Jujutsu High classroom, enduring yet another staff briefing that had dragged on for far too long.
In response to yet another tangent taken by the visibly disorganized support staff member who was presenting, youâd been unable to contain the off-hand comment that slipped from you, in the form of a dry joke muttered under your breath, one you had not expected anyone to hear until you heard a low, barely noticeable chuckle emanating from the sorcerer posted beside you.
You tilted your head up towards the source of the sound, your eyes landing on signature green lenses that did little to conceal the hint of a smile that lingered in the usually stern eyes they covered, even after it had faded from Nanamiâs lips. You tried to mask your embarrassment at the idea of being caught by returning a timid smile in a quiet moment of shared intimacy before turning back to face the speaker.
Your attention never fully returned to the meeting.
You grew closer to Nanami, thanks partly to the proximity granted by your new rank but largely to a shared appreciation for quick wit, such as the clever clapback heâd flatly directed at Gojo in response to one of his typical bothersome antics in the break room one afternoon. Between Gojoâs protests and your burst of laughter in response, youâd almost missed the brief, self-satisfied expression that adorned Nanamiâs handsome face.
Over time, wherever the two of you found yourselves together became your shared stage. As you each became acquainted with what made you tick, you found yourselves playfully trading the quips that were forming the alphabet for this new language you were carefully developing together.
Even more than the much-needed levity brought on by these interactions, the rare glimpses into Nanamiâs rich, deep chuckles quickly became ones youâd grown to live for.
Nanami is funny when he tries to be and even funnier when he doesnât. While his candor and frankness are attributes you both admire and love about him, theyâve also made for some hilarious moments.
Youâd handled a particularly messy exorcism together one day, consisting of a Grade 1 curse that punched far above its weight and that had tested the limits of both your abilities combined, resulting in a victory that was too narrow for comfort. You caught your breaths for a moment, after which the first thing Nanami did when he finally turned to you with a most serious look on his face, was to express how inconvenient it would be to have to make the trek to two towns over to reach the only dry cleaner who would be able to remove the kind of stain left by the curse on his signature suit.
Youâd initially shot him an incredulous look in response, as you processed his surreal fixation on the least of many problems, borne out of none other than his acute sense of practicality, before bursting into a fit of giggles, a display that had you still holding your stomach in laughter days later.
The close bond youâd developed eventually spilled outside the boundaries of the workplace, venturing into the uncharted waters that lie beyond friendship.
Just as you and Nanami parted after being joined in a tender first kiss, a sudden feeling of inadequacy, a monster as internal as it was intrusive, reared its ugly head in the form of nervous laughter that uncontrollably spilled from you.
You lowered your head, eyes fixing the small gap on the ground that separated you two, frustrated both at your mind for ruining an otherwise perfect moment and embarrassed at your bodyâs unchecked reaction, averting what youâd assumed would be a confused gaze from Nanami, until you heard him mirror you with a light chuckle.
He gently tilted your chin up, and your eyes locked onto an expression, not unlike the one youâd exchanged in the back of that classroom on that fateful day, a reassuring one that said âI get youâ. He pulled you back into a gentle embrace, as your eyes tore up and your insecurities began to fade, and it dawned upon you that you were exactly where you belonged.
It was only once youâd gotten together, now joined as partners in both banter and life, that you were introduced to just how truly expansive Kentoâs repertoire of repartee was.
As you tested your mind against this untethered version of Nanami, you proved to be a worthy opponent but soon found that even your full professional level of proficiency in banter did not completely match his surprisingly more native level, a slight disparity he exploited only responsibly, as a means to maintain the playful tone of your verbal sparring, which always ensued in hilarity from both your parts, even in its more impassioned moments.
This tacit control he held, illustrative of the healthy polarity that so beautifully ruled your dynamic, made him even more attractive than he already was to you.
The burgeoning excitement stemming from the chain of events that was your elopement, honeymoon, and subsequent holiday at the best beachfront property available in Kuantan had culminated in an untameable spark of passion between you two, which only compounded the effect that the sweet sound of your laughter had had on Nanami who, unbeknownst to you, had been set off like a man possessed.
You were lying beneath Kento, as you came down from your second peak of the evening, blissful giggles muffled by your cupped palms covering your face, not knowing what to otherwise do with yourself in your overstimulated state.
In one swift movement, he used one of his hands to gently remove your hands from your face before firmly pinning them by the bed frame above your head as he leaned down to your face, his slightly parted lips ghosting over yours as though to capture the sweet melody of your now diminishing laughter.
By the time you perceived the greedy glint in his eyes, it was already too late; in an inaugural act that would later settle as a habit on countless future occasions, he used his free hand to tickle you, starting at the base of your neck, letting out a mischievous chuckle of his own as he hit all of the sensitive parts of your bare skin along the way.
You squirmed beneath him, completely at his mercy, crying out in bouts of hysterical laughter that only served to reinvigorate him, his fingers unrelenting in their onslaught as he continued working his way down, inching closer to his intended destination, endeavoring to draw much more than just some laughs out of you, as you gradually went from imploring him to stop to begging him not to.
Nanamiâs laughs usually came in the form of low chuckles, amused snickers, and a signature light rumble of his chest, all rarely exceeding a temperate volume. When they exceptionally did, it was a sight nothing short of delightful.
One morning, shortly after breakfast, you were reading off a passage from a Japanese book you were showing him, as you often did, in your efforts to learn the language. You stumbled upon a word that you unknowingly mispronounced, eliciting a chuckle from Kento who asked you to repeat it, and who laughed again as you did, a little louder than usual, this time. Your mock offense turned into amusement as you observed him struggling to maintain that tightly held control of his.
You repeated the word over and over again, now fully determined in your quest to bring him to his undoing, and it wasnât long until he was bent over, apologizing to you in between fits of unusually raucous laughter and you joyfully saw him as never before.
His laugh grew contagious, and soon enough you joined him, getting so carried away that you inadvertently let out a small audible snort before covering your mouth in horror, after which you you both decidedly lost control, a genuine roar emanating from his chest as you enjoyed an unexpected moment of euphoria.
Rare as those more intense moments were, they did not take away from the fact that every single instance of your playful ribbing that resulted in the scrunching of his nose, the crinkling of his solemn eyes, and the signature twist of the left corner of his mouth as he grinned, that every moment of good-natured teasing that triggered that familiar warm bubbling feeling of exuberance that rose within you served as lovely daily reminders of the foundational impact of laughter on your beautiful relationship.
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Not entirely sure how to word this, but Iâve always loved the entire concept of Ghosts as a way to justify a revive/respawn mechanic.
In pretty much every game Iâve ever played that has a revive/respawn mechanic, itâs never explained as to how it works. Which isnât really that big of a deal to me; itâs a game mechanic that allows you to keep playing the game, case closed.
And then you have Destiny. Get gunned down by a Cabal turret? Your Ghost will have you up in a hot second. Did another Guardian fire a rocket a bit to close to themselves? Go interact with their Ghost to rez them. Did you finally kill that bastard camping an ammo spawn in Trials? Better make sure their teammates canât get to their Ghost, or theyâll be back up doming you from halfway across the map in seconds.
Except your Ghost is more than just a flying respawn machine. He can hack stuff, mark things on your tracker/radar thingy, oh and heâs an entire character with a personality who reflects the personality of your Guardian, who barely speaks.
The nonverbal communication and interactions in cutscenes between the two are fuckin immaculate. The way Ghost tilts the parts of his shell to express emotions - annoyance, shock, excitement, curiosity⌠and your Guardian reacts to him usually with a glance or a look, like⌠idk they just kinda get each other.
But while he is your Ghost, heâs not YOUR Ghost. By which I mean, Ghost is his own, independent character. Heâs not a reflection of you or anyone else, and thatâs made clear when his opinions and thoughts donât align with the actions of you as the Guardian. In a lore thing from Forsaken I believe? there is a list of things he wishes he could say to you. One of those things is how he sees that youâre going on a rampage through the Tangled Shore, and justified by the death of Cayde-6 as it may be, he doesnât like it; it scares him. But he still loves you - thatâs also on the list, and even during Beyond Light we see this when he continues to stay by our side even as we start wielding the Darkness in the form of Stasis.
Thatâs not to say he canât be vengeful himself. In the lead up to the final boss battle with Savathun during the Witch Queen campaign, Savathun taunts you and your Ghost. This isnât anything new - bosses taunt you before and during boss fights all the time in Destiny campaigns - and usually you react by wiping the floor with them, without a word in response. Except this time, Ghost is PISSED, essentially says âhow fucking dare you, you killed my friendsâ, lists a bunch of shit the Hive have done to humanity (most of which you personally have been affected by as a combatant against the Hive), and ends off by telling her that he would rather die than serve the Hive.
Speaking of the Witch Queen, we also get to see that Ghost isnât perfect; he absolutely despises other Ghosts who joined the Hive, and makes that abundantly clear. Heâs also extremely suspicious of Fynch, the Hive Ghost who helps you out in the Throne World. Ghost is kind of an ass to Fynch, because to him, the Ghosts who joined the Hive under Savathun betrayed the Traveller and humanity. But when he realizes that most of the Hive Ghosts like Fynch were coerced into helping the Hive in their search for their Guardians, he outright APOLOGIZES to Fynch. Itâs actually a pretty cool moment in the story, and it shows like⌠yeah, heâs capable of making mistakes, but heâs also capable of at least trying to fix them.
Also he was really funny that one time when the Drifter didnât show up to run tactical for you in Beyond Light, so he did an impression of him instead lmao