#motoko

Are you watching the new Ghost in the Shell anime?

not that i care more than slight interest but are we supporting the word of such a person now

Their word in this case is backed by evidence.

For the last fucking time if you want to send shit in sent it in, I host anyone who isn’t being an active asshole in this space, and if you guys want to go ‘actually this person sucks’ then you need to send shit in about them.

Going diving with Motoko Kusanagi

A/n: Usually when a specific prompt isn't requested, I default to relationship headcanons. However, because I did a post like that yesterday, and because I couldn't actually think of many headcanons for Motoko, I went with this instead. Thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoy!

Motoko Kusanagi x male reader

Cold. That was the only thing you could feel. An ice cold grip over your entire body, as if death itself had come to claim you prematurely. You looked up into the night sky, only the lights of the stars above stared back. They shimmered in the reflection of the ocean's surface, drifting further away as you sank deeper and deeper into the darkness.

With what little light you had left, you looked over to see your girlfriend plummeting next to you. With how still and silent she was, one could have almost mistook her for a corpse.

When the topic of "couples activities" comes up, many would think of something simple like cooking or watching a movie together. For the more adventurous types, maybe something like hiking or white water rafting would spring to mind. Few would consider deep sea diving their typical idea of "romantic", if one can even call letting your body slowly fall to the bottom of the sea floor "diving" in the first place.

Still, when Motoko invited you out to do it with her one time, you didn't see much reason to refuse. You already knew she'd done it many times before, and if it's something the Major would do, let alone so often, then surely it must be safe. And after that, it became a regular thing between you both.

Seemingly having sensed you gazing at her, your girlfriend opened her eyes to look at you, most likely just to let you know she was still alive. Just as you two fell into the abyss of the ocean, losing sight of each other despite only being a few feet apart, your floaters finally kicked in, slowly sending you both upwards to emerge once more.

The two of you float upon the surface, creating a small ripple amidst the nearly boundless body of water that surrounded you. Batou's boat sat nearby, waiting for you to climb aboard. The man himself seemed displeased by your actions, albeit relieved to at least see you both still in one piece.

The Major boarded first, with you following suit soon after. She returned his disappointed look with a quick glare before heading into the cabin to change. You took off your diving mask and floaters and leaned against the railing as you waited.

"You don't have to wait for us, you know."

Batou's brow furrowed, clearly irritated by her words, even if only slightly.

"Don't be stupid. If something happened to either of you, it'd be on my head."

"I doubt I'm as important as the Major."

"No, but you're her boyfriend. If you died, I doubt anyone would be able to console her."

His words earned him a scuba mask to the chest and another glare from your girlfriend, but both barely fazed him.

Once you had both dried off and changed, you and Motoko sat together while Batou focused on sailing back home to give you two some space. She held a beer can, while you settled for some water.

"So, why is it you like diving so much?"

She took a small sip before answering, gazing out at the ocean around you as she did.

"I suppose I enjoy the sensation I get when I float back to the surface, like I'm becoming a different person. It's probably caused by the decompression."

You gave her a bemused look.

"Why would you want to become someone new? I think the current you is pretty great already."

Your words put a small smile on her face.

"I'm glad you think so, but that's not what I mean."

"Then what?"

"Every complete cyborg faces the same worries I do. What if I've already died, and the current me is just an artificial product of a cyber brain and synthetic body. Or maybe there was never a real me to begin with. If I can keep making new memories, keep having new experiences, keep growing as a person, then it proves that I'm still alive, that I'm still me."

As you thought over her words, a specific part of what she said caught your attention.

"New experiences?"

"Yes. Like having a boyfriend, for example. Or all of the great memories you've given me."

You couldn't help but blush at her sentiment. Just as you were about to respond, a small chill ran through your body, causing you to sneeze. Motoko looked at you with slight concern.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just a little chilly, is all. I guess I underestimated how bad the ocean would be. Probably doesn't help how cold it is tonight, either."

Without a word, your girlfriend got up and headed into the cabin. She returned moments later holding a jacket that's about your size.

"Here, I thought you might need this."

She lightly tossed the jacket at you, and you slipped it on.

"You knew Batou would be here?"

"No, but I had a feeling. I figured if he was going to show up anyway, he may as well do something useful."

"I heard that."

Ignoring his words, she sat back down next to you.

"Thank you."

With the boat gently rocking on the waves, and the cool breeze blowing through your hair, you found it hard to stay awake. Your weariness increased more and more by the second, which Motoko didn't fail to notice.

"You can rest if you want. I'll wake you up when we get back to land."

"Are you sure?"

Your girlfriend gave you an affirming nod, which your body took as a signal to finally shut down. Your head landed Motoko's shoulder, nuzzling into it as she continued observing the ocean. You finally feel into your slumber, but not without some final words to your girlfriend.

"I might not know for sure, but you feel human to me."