Maison Ikkoku Anime - Tumblr Posts
Hanae Ichinose my fav
And here we have Kentaro putting me like "Oh God noooooo I'm going to k-word myself this kid can't just believe his parents are in fact acting in public as such for once without embarassing him and so much so that he is not even paying attention to their really unexpectedly good athletic performance"
Goodnight only to this gorgeous movement of Kyoko's gorgeous braided hair
CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY BUT SWEET TOO
This story is just a little simple cute thing, but there's this touch of magic in it
And you can immediately guess right that the arm sneaking up is Yotsuya's
what makes it so special it's that you know exactly what he is thinking about way before you hear his thoughts. It's very simple actually. She looks like a little girl, not a side of hers Kyoko let come out so often, especially being a young widow still in mourning, especially being a woman got married early in her life and to an older man
Melancholic flowers
The irony, in the first frame Kyoko was restless, hoping for Godai to give her a reason not to marry Mitaka, in the second, she, at Mitaka's, is so desperate for the newly created misunderstanding between her and Godai to accidentally hit a vase.
Before you click that link, massive spoilers for Maison Ikkoku. I highly recommend you read or watch Maison Ikkoku before you click that. Anyway, someone anonymously shared with me this incredible scene from a Maison Ikkoku pachinko machine. Yes, this is essentially a scene from a slot machine trying to grab as much of your money as possible. It goes full fanfiction mode and animates a bunch of post-canon stuff for the series and it is remarkably cute. A bunch of the Japanese comments are talking about how they ended up crying at the parlor.
Shots apparently so similar, although there's an abyss between them, 'cos the first Kyoko's shoulders are burdened with the weight of the most tragic event of her life as in the verge of breaking, instead in the second frame she's finally free and it's like she can't believe it yet, she's just frozen on the spot, and all around her there's no void or despair, only the night with its quiet, not the smell of incense but the one of the trees, not death, but life.