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(A silly romantic thought)
(This idea popped into my head last night. Since Gentaro is on such good terms with Sailor Moon and her friends, I was picturing a thread or series of threads where they’re all trying to get him romantically involved. But not with themselves. Mercury, Mars, Venus and Jupiter are all trying to set up Gentaro with one of the other three.It’s a wishlist thing, but I just had to get the idea out there.)
The room is low lit, burning orange from the setting sun and cast tall shadows against the far wall. Tim groans into the couch cushion he’s using as a pillow and reaches up to rub the sleep from his eyes. Heavy thumps of a tail catches his attention when warm, musky breath brushes his cheek and a rough, pink tongue begins to lap at his hand. His nose wrinkles slightly, well at least she didn’t sit on him. Normally he’d be covered in brown and white fur when he dozes off here. “Mmm, hi pretty girl. Where’s your mom at? ... Makoto?”
starter call // @raiijinrozu
raiijinrozu replied to your post “A Midnight Mood is hating the xmcu bc they fuckin erased scott’s...”
wait...wait...they didn't....omg....
YEAH THEY LITERALLY....erased his arc about getting brain damage and suffering from chronic pain :) which also makes no sense because if he doesn’t have brain damage, he doesn’t need his visor in the first place
“I’m not afraid to die!”
Studio Ghibli Sentence Meme
“I know!” She exclaimed, tears gathering. This wasn’t the time or the place, it was never a good moment for her guilt to rear its head. It was because of her. Her friends, her sisters, they would have laid down their lives for her. They had before. More than once.
That terrified her.
And it was her own fault.
They were sworn to duty to her. If they never fulfilled their dreams, it would be because of that duty and even if they never said anything about it, even if they never complained, Usagi could never forgive herself for anything that happened to them because of their destiny of duty.
“I know, Jupiter.” She echoed, quieter now, solemn, “And I wish… I wish it wasn’t like that. I wish our destinies weren’t tied like this and you didn’t have to…” Sacrifice for me. She trailed off, feeling that what she was trying to say wasn’t anything Makoto didn’t already know on some level.
“We can find another way. We have to. No one else is going to die.”
Not for me. Not if I can help it.
Curls up on his lap
He was so caught up in the Hipparchus’ Papers Sestuna was ever so gracious to lend to the Former General, he almost missed the beautiful figure silently resting her head in his lap. There were too many amusing jokes that came into his mind, but the emerald orbs gazing upon him were exhausted. Makoto always gave so much of herself to the people she cared; constantly waking up at ungodly hours just to ensure her friends all proper lunches eat, or helping the witch priestess during rush hour. He would often scolded her for giving too much of herself and her responses more often than not roared like the thunder she slew from her finger tips.
And in this moment he wanted to say something, but decided against it. He too benefited from her selflessness and unwavering sacrifices. He wouldn’t be sitting comfortably in a clean apartment, with clean clothes and amazing food without her. He gently tossed his works onto the coffee table with nimble fingers carefully untying the elastic that held her auburn hair.
“Could make that hot chocolate you like – learned how to use milk instead of water.”
☽ ¦ MAKO-CHAN | cont.
“You--- you can’t really mean that, Mako-chan! Where will I go when Mama kicks me out again? You wouldn’t let me STARVE... would you?”
SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST BORN TO FIGHT, I THINK. IT’S NOT THAT THEY’RE BORN BRAVE. IT’S NOT THAT THEY’RE BORN STRONG. IT’S JUST THAT THE UNIVERSE HAS DECIDED THAT THESE GIRLS, THESE GIRLS WILL HAVE GRIT & FIRE & STEEL IN THEIR BLOOD. AND IT’LL BE TESTED, THIS COSMIC METTLE OF THEIRS. THEY’LL FACE TRIAL AFTER TRIAL, BE BROKEN AND DAMAGED IN COUNTLESS WAYS.
BUT THESE GIRLS WERE BORN TO FIGHT. MAYBE IT’S NOT THE LIFE THEY WOULD HAVE CHOSEN. MAYBE THEY’D LOVE TO LAY DOWN THEIR ARMS. BUT MAYBE THEY WERE BORN TO FIGHT. IT’S WHAT THEY KNOW. IT’S WHAT THEY DO BEST. IT’S ALL THEY CAN DO.
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Storm Surge (Fanfic)
Nobody could match her in raw power. The Senshi of Jupiter was life, love, and lightning forged into a feminine frame. She had weathered apocalypses, stood in the gap against destroyers and shielded the weak with her might. Nobody could defeat her in a fair fight. That’s why the remnants of Jark Matter decided they would not fight her fairly.
Using all their cunning built up from millenia of controlling their own reality, the servants of Don Armage came up with a strategy to defeat Sailor Jupiter. They would not silence the thunder, but rather they would amplify it. They would take the storm, and make it their own.
They waited until Sailor Jupiter had already called down the lightning to destroy one of their planet-eating ships. A worthwhile sacrifice, if it meant removing one of this Earth’s strongest protectors.
They had counted on one other thing from their study of Sailor Jupiter. She was a self-sacrificing sort. So, as the dust cleared an orb of dark energy flew from the wreckage not at her, but at the body of Sailor Moon, who was currently distracted by trying to lift some rubble off a bystander. Sailor Jupiter saw the orb coming and immediately moved to block it.
For a few brief seconds, nothing seemed to happen. The magic that empowered the Senshi shielded her from the pain such an attack would cause. But as Sailor Moon stood up to check on her savior, a massive bolt of lightning jumped across the space between her and Sailor Jupiter, driving Sailor Moon back ten feet.
“Jupiter, why did you do that?” Sailor Moon shook out the numbness from her hand. She was confused and feeling betrayed. But she knew Jupiter would never hurt her intentionally.
“I don’t know it, just happened.” As Jupiter pulled her hand back, the same lightning started spreading across her body. As the lightning jumped from her fingertips, it created an electromagnetic pulse, shorting out all the electric devices for a hundred feet. After that first expulsion, more and more lightning leapt from her body, causing her to cry out in pain. Every shock was stronger than the last and each one caused her more pain.
Sailor Mars tried to get close enough to cast a healing charm upon her comrade, only to have the paper burned away by a surge of lightning.
Sailor Venus wrapped her Venus Love Me Chain around Sailor Jupiter to keep the lightning contained, but it only served to ground through her, driving her to the pavement.
Sailor Mercury attempted to scan the surging shockwaves, but couldn’t get close enough for a definitive reading.
It was Sailor Moon who came up with a desperate tactic. Somewhere else in the city, someone was helping with the fight against Jark Matter. With tears in her eyes, Sailor Moon stepped backwards from Sailor Jupiter. “Jupiter, I’m not leaving you! I’m going to go get help! I promise!” And off she ran, to find the one person she was sure could contain all that lightning.
There he was, down by the arcade, using the Winch attachment on his armor to help pull people out of the second floor of an apartment building. As the last victim slid down to the ground, Sailor Moon caught up with Kamen Rider Fourze.
“Gentaro! Something’s wrong with Sailor Jupiter! Her lightning is going out of control!” Sailor Moon eventually managed to get out between gasps for air. “Please, you’ve got to help!”
Gentaro couldn’t believe that Sailor Jupiter would ever lose control of her element, but he also knew that Sailor Moon would never lie to him. “Grab hold!” He activated his Board Switch, creating a hoverboard under his feet. Lifting Sailor Moon onto the board, he used the boosters in his armor to get them down the street faster.
Once he was close enough to return Sailor Moon to the other Senshi, he stopped cold. Sailor Jupiter’s body seemed to be more energy than woman at this point, and every second caused millions of volts to pour off her body causing her obvious pain.
Every impulse in his body told him to get in there, to do something reckless and save the woman he considered a big sister. But fortunately, cooler heads prevailed.
“Kisaragi! Turn on the Camera Switch.” The voice of his supergenius friend, Kengo Utahoshi, said over the communicator in his helmet. “I’ll study the energy and come up with a solution.”
The other Senshi watched as Fourze summoned a video camera on his arm and held perfectly still for what felt like an eternity, though it was only ten seconds.
“All right. I’ve got a plan, Kisaragi! Do exactly as I say.” Kengo said and Gentaro nodded under his helmet.
“Wouldn’t dream of doing anything else.” He responded, putting absolute faith in Kengo’s ability.
ELEK ON! With a much smaller surge of lightning, Gentaro transformed into his golden armor state, and marched towards Sailor Jupiter. The first bolt struck by his feet, grounded out by the asphalt. But the second one went right from her to him as she held up a hand to warn him off.
Millions of volts and almost a dozen amps flowed through Gentaro’s armor, channeling down into the Driver on his waist. There was a brief glow, but as it subsided, everyone could see that the Elek Switch was doing its job. It was absorbing all that electricity into itself, much like the Fire Switch had done against the Altar Zodiarts many years before.
Another blast of lightning rushed at him, and again, it only stopped him for a moment before the Driver absorbed it. By this point, the HUD inside his armor was showing a reading of “Power Levels at 1100%” But even with the armor nearing overload, he had to get closer. Step after painful step as his pace slowed to a crawl. But finally, he closed the gap between them and wrapped his big sister in a warm embrace.
“Makoto! I’m here for you! Give me all your lightning! I can take it!” But absorbing the lightning was only half the battle. He had to take a step that he would regret. “I hope you can forgive me!”
“Forgive you? For what?” Sailor Jupiter answered through gritted teeth, and then she saw the extent of his plan.
HAND ON! MEDICAL ON! With his own arms fully embracing his big sister, Gentaro had deployed a mechanical hand on one leg, and a first aid kit on the other. The hand opened the kit, drawing out a gleaming syringe.
Gentaro took one hand off Sailor Jupiter’s waist, and rested it on the lever on his belt. “Please don’t be mad at me, Makoto. It’s the only way.” That hand threw the lever forward then went right back to hugging her as the belt spoke “ELEK! HAND! MEDICAL! LIMIT BREAK!”
No normal syringe could pierce Sailor Jupiter’s skin. But this one had a surge of cosmic energy behind it. Gentaro let the mechanical hand find a vein, and soon the needle plunged into her body. The powerful sedatives inside soon took effect, and Sailor Jupiter fell into a deep slumber.
When she awoke, it was in a place she had been with Gentaro a few times. The Rabbit Hutch Lunar Base. There, her fellow Senshi were on hand to wake her up, to give her liquids and cold cloths for the headache she’d soon have.
“Is it over?” She asked, afraid for a moment that she’d cause the whole moonbase to erupt in sparks.
“Yeah!” Sailor Moon pounced on her to show that Jupiter is once again in control of her power.
Sailor Jupiter glanced around the room and sees her little brother leaning against the far wall, trying to make himself look small. “Hey, get over here!” She waved him over. “There’s more than enough room in this hug for you.”
“You’re not mad at me for knocking you out?” Gentaro approached carefully. Not carefully enough as she threw an arm around him, dragging him in closer for a tight squeeze.
“Of course not! You did what had to be done, Gentaro. You saved me, after all.” Then she leaned in close and whispered. “Of course, you’d never be able to knock me out in a fair fight, and you know it.”
“Oh yeah, I know that, Makoto. Trust me, I know.” He whispered back. Then at his normal volume, he said “Rest up. Moon, Mars, Meteor and I are going to track down the rest of those Jark Matter guys before they can hurt anyone else.”
Sailor Jupiter leans back into the pillow, releasing her little brother and her best friend. “OK. But if they send another one of those ships, you’d better call me in so we can destroy it together.”
“Will do, Makoto.” He gives her a winning smile and heads back through the gate to Earth.
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Elsewhere, the Jark Matter commanders watch the results of the battle.
“Who is this human who took this victory from us?” One alien with ram’s horns says to the one with the unicorn themed armor.
There’s a ringing of metal against metal and both turn to see an interloper arrive. This one looks like he might be based on the Cancer constellation, but he has none of the markings that identify him as a Jark Matter commander.
“That human is Kamen Rider Fourze, and you don’t stand a chance against him because…” The Cancer Horoscopes holds up a hand. A glowing stream of energy flows from the Unicorn commander to the crab’s claw. There’s a sudden snap as the claw comes down on the energy, and the Unicorn commander falls lifeless to the ground. “Because your soul just isn’t in it. Heh. Don’t say I never did anything for you, Gentaro.” With that, the Cancer Horoscopes creates a portal and returns to Earth, leaving behind a terrified Jark Matter commander and a power vacuum in the evil organization.
