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15 – Hands

Michiru’s hands are the one part of her body she can be proud of.

She does not take pride in her beauty. She does not take pride in her styled hair, her perfect posture, her classic features. These things have nothing to do with her. They are aspects of the doll she inhabits, the doll her parents molded into an ideal form.

But her hands reflect action. Her hands reflect her actions. Her nails are short and fingerpads calloused. Though she washes throughly before leaving a studio, her hands are splattered in paint for hours at a time. Her hands are working hands. Her hands betray the facade that everything comes easy to her.

Her mother often insists she wear gloves on fine occasions. Her hands are un-ladylike, you see, dear, and it is is always best to hide that part of oneself. Michiru rarely obliges, claiming her hands signal her talents, relishing her small rebellion, the small way she can claim herself. 

It’s fitting to her, in that bitter, humorous way, that gloves appear when she becomes Neptune. Of course every attempt would be made to conceal the girl inside the soldier. It is always best to hide that part of oneself.

guilt, hotaru?

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In the beginning, they were three people in one body, and it was simple. It was a battle, and Hotaru lost, and Mistress Nine won. And then Saturn won, albeit with Hotaru’s help. Simple.

But then.

But then.

She is reborn, and Hotaru is Saturn. Or, is Saturn Hotaru? She doesn’t know. They don’t know? She doesn’t know how to think of it. She can feel, sometimes, that she has memories that aren’t her own, but she has them, so she is still Hotaru, even if she is also Saturn. 

She wonders if they had really ever been separate at all. If she was always the solder of destruction. 

And if she was, how can she be sure she wasn’t also Mistress Nine?

Hotaru had known her presence long before Saturn’s. She’d felt her dark thoughts, her contempt for the world, her desire for dominance. She’d felt it and she’d rejected it as an intrusion, as something that couldn’t be her. She was Hotaru, and that was something else.

But how could she draw that line, if now there is no line between Hotaru and Saturn? How can one thing that lived inside her be a part of her, but not the other? 

She has nightmares, sometimes, of waking up and seeing through Mistress Nine’s eyes again. Of doing horrible things and being unable to stop.

When she wakes, she reminds herself Mistress Nine is dead. That part of her, if it was a part of her, is dead.

She can’t undo what she may have done, but she’ll keep it from happening again.

if you could write an episode of sailor moon centered around Michiru, what would you write it about?

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ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT 😀

My first thought is an origins episode, set during S, and honestly the place my mind went for that is Minako vs. Michiru, because we never get a Sailor V origin in the anime either. And I think it would be a great way to play on the tensions already there at the time (I think, especially, when it’s post talismans reveal and the Outers are then still like, WE WON’T WORK WITH YOU).

So the conflict would come to a head with these two, because Minako is the most invested in having the team together, and Michiru is the least interested (Setsuna is just trying to do what’s right, and Haruka would love to be their friend if she thought they could). They end up fighting, all out senshi vs. senshi, and arguing over their attacks. Michiru naturally calls the Inner’s cushy, awakening with the princess and all that, so Minako brings up that she started off alone, and we get a flashback, and Michiru laughs in her face that there’s a difference between a cat telling you you’re a magical soldier and having daily nightmares for years until the panic pushes your transformation on you one night, and we get her flashback.

And as they fight we get more scenes of everything they’ve been through, the fights they fought alone and the doubts they had, leading up to when they meet her. For Minako, it’s Usagi, for Michiru, it’s Haruka. I’D LOVE A BRIEF SCENE FROM HARUKA’S ORIGIN FROM MICHIRU’S POINT OF VIEW.

The fight ends in a grudging draw, because both recognizes that they’re too evenly matched, and also have formed the tiniest bit of respect for each other. And the episode would end with Minako turning back as Michiru walks away, the slightest smile on her face, because while things are too much of a mess now, she sees a way forward. Understanding one another is the first step of connection.

🔥Miracle romance

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Oooooo okay, let’s see. 

I’m secretly very in the middle about it, and prefer other pairings, BUT I also sometimes feel a little defensive of it, because I think it’s the sort of thing that gets more shit than is warranted. I think it’s a lot like Twilight, where yeah, there’s tropes and things that it’s good to be critical of, and even have a moral objection to, but the reason it catches on is often not the material itself, but the fact that it’s a woman’s fantasy. And I don’t think that a lot of opinions that get put out there come from misogyny, but I think sometimes that the eagerness to jump on the bandwagon and agree with them is. It’s edgy and cool to be against it, to distance yourself from the girlish dream of heterosexual romance. Stuff like, “I wish this focused less on the love story and more on the girls supporting each other” gets echoed and twisted into “Wanting a boyfriend is dumb.” There’s a reason that happens. 

I love your BatB AU!! Any chance for an epilogue? I want to see more cute Harumichi now that everything is fine and they can finally be happy together ^^

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Thank you so much for reading!! I’m glad you enjoyed it.

I don’t think I could do it right away, but I think sometime I could see myself doing a sort of PGSM-special act style epilogue, where some time has passed (though I do not think I’d go straight for a HaruMichi wedding). Parsing out how everyone makes it work in this world would be really interesting (I’m thinking specifically of the cursed bunch, they have so many choices to make).

So, right now I can only say maybe, but, it’s a fun idea!

if you’re still taking requests, 11 for Haruka/Michiru?

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I hope you see this since it’s so late, anon, I’m sorry!

11) Their favorite family traditions

This is an interesting one. For the most part, neither of them brings a lot of traditions into the relationship. They build new ones as they build their family.

Haruka’s favorite is probably staying up the night before their daughter’s birthday, to remember all the fear she had when Michiru went into labor, and how lucky she is to be on the other side of it and have all she does. Michiru doesn’t even know she does it for years, she sits so quietly for once in her life, only moving to walk between their bedroom and their daughters. (As she gets older, Haruka sits outside the bedroom door. She doesn’t want to be weird about it, but she needs to be close.)

Haruka also loves the tradition of throwing back a red bull the next morning (butch habits die hard) and calling out of work. She can’t work on her daughter’s birthday! (She also calls her daughter out of school for as long as she can get away with it, which goes right up to about middle school.)

Michiru has a harder time connecting ritual to feelings. The Kaiohs are, on the whole, cold in their polished veneer, so she is drawn to spontaneity over tradition when it comes to family.

Except, I think, the one tradition Haruka brings with her.

“Are we going to tell the kid there’s a Santa Claus?” Haruka asked, rubbing Michiru’s feet as the snow came down outside. They had not put up a tree, but Haruka had insisted on stringing up lights and holly. Just because we don’t like holidays doesn’t mean the baby won’t, she’d said, placing a kiss above Michiru’s belly button.

“I should think not.” Michiru stretched, unable to find a comfortable position. “I don’t agree with my parents on much, but I think they were right to think Santa Claus is a gawdy and materialistic concept.”

Haruka laughed. “And god forbid anyone think the family at the top of the Forbes list is materialistic.” Michiru threw a pillow at her. She caught it. “I didn’t grow up with Santa Claus either. My mom always said Santa was too busy for kids like me, but if I wrote down one wish and was real good, an elf might come grant it.” She leaned back. “I always figured I just hadn’t been good enough, but I wished for impossible things.”

“Are you going to write a wish this year?”

“I might.” Haruka resumed her foot rub. “Things like that are hard to let go of, you know?”

Late that night, after Haruka had fallen asleep, Michiru went back out to the living room. Haruka no longer got up every time she did, on Michiru’s insistence that one of them, at least, should get sleep before the baby came. She found where Haruka had left her written wish tucked under one of their wedding photos on the mantle.

I wish to have a beautiful, romantic Christmas with my wife.

Michiru smiled and chose to think it was pregnancy hormones that brought tears to her eyes. She stepped outside with her phone.

“Yes, Rei, I know it’s late, I need your help. No, no, the baby’s not coming. I just need a tree. A Christmas tree. Yes I know it’s Christmas Eve. Are you going to make a pregnant woman wander the cold streets alone? Yes, see you soon.”

They spent most of the night decorating. The weariness weighed on Michiru like a second pregnancy, but her heart was light. In the morning, Haruka padded out and stopped short. “What is this?”

“I wanted to show you you’ve been more than good enough.” Michiru said, using all her strength to get up from her chair. “I wanted to make your wish come true.”

“Oh Michi,” Haruka scooped her up in her arms. “It was always going to come true, so long as you were here. I’ve learned how to wish since I was a kid.”

“I would move heaven and earth for you, love.” She held her tight. “I’m going to make your wish come true every year, and our baby’s too.”

“Good luck on that one. We’ll have so many ponies.”

“We can afford a few ponies.”

“I thought we didn’t want our kid to be materialistic?”

“This is different. We can grant one wish.” She teared up again. “I never want either of you to feel like you aren’t good enough. I don’t care what it takes.”

What it took, it would turn out, was a lot of creativity to meet a child’s whimsical desires, but Michiru kept her promise every year.

Is it just me or are the dance routines in new Myu more, I don’t know, clinical and stiff and not as lively as in old Myu?

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Hey! So I think these asks (whether they’re all from different people or just one) are starting to get a little more into bashing new myu territory than I particularly want my posts to be in. I love both myu runs, and while old myu tends to be more my thing, the new myus have still brought me a lot of joy. And it’s okay if they don’t for you! I’m just not the yes-girl I think you’re looking for (and if I’m wrong, I’m sorry!).

To answer, tho, I think the dancing is more polished in the new myu. I think generally the new myus are much more… well-put together? than the old ones. Mostly for budget reasons, I assume, I’m pretty sure the old myus started with some glitter glue and a lot of heart and no other resources to speak of. And while that shows most visibly in the costuming, I think the choreography is another example, just from what I can remember off the top of my head. I do think a lot more came from the actors themselves in the old myu tho, so maybe what you’re getting at is that feeling, which IS I think part of what made the old myus so much fun

Omg I totally agree what you said with the new myu songs. I think there are many songs there that are more like sung out dialogue than actual musical songs. It sometimes gave it the feeling that they were like “oh yeah, this was supposed to be a musical, umm, let’s make them sing this part instead of just talk.”

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Yeah, I almost feel like the new myu had a script written out and then they looked to see what they could make songs, while the old myus feel like they had an outline that was mostly songs as the major points, and then they looked at how they could write scenes to make the songs work.

I think that’s why a lot the the new myu’s strongest songs are villain songs– that’s the easiest way to bring their motivations to the audience, and there’s no waffling over if they really want a song there.