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coloredpanels · 9 months
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When you're so good at football you transcend this dimension Eyeshield 21 chapter 296
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beansterpie · 1 year
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eternally-snowy · 2 years
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I was tagged by @pinkie-satan Thank you!
Rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, and then tag 10 people. No skipping!
1. Yousei Teikoku - filament
2. Yousei Teikoku - Zetsubou plantation
3. Roselia - Ringing bloom
4. Alexander Rybak - Fairytale
5. Kagamine Rin (iroha) - Meltdown
6. Myslovitz - Długość dźwięku samotności (A polish song... Kind of out of place here lol)
7. Occultics no majo - Zwei
8. Tak... Tak... To ja - Obywatel G.C (Also a polish one)
9. Inanna no mita yume - Zwei
10. Judas - Lady Gaga
@agythi @ibuprfn @lotuslandstories @superprettymess @suavichor I don't really have a lot of followers here I think this is the best I can do 🤯
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rani-karenita · 1 year
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Katekyo Hitman Reborn and Eyeshield 21: A Comparison on Female Characters
Sometimes there are many questions spinning in my head. I also compare books, series, or anything else that can be compared. It doesn't sound fair, but the act of comparing is basically never fair. Like what I want to say about Katekyo Hitman Reborn and Eyeshield 21.
For your information, these two anime aired at a similar time, namely in the early 2000s but both are still popular today. If you look at the genre, there is almost nothing in common between the two, except for the struggle of the main characters (Tsunayoshi and Sena) not to be easily scared or running away anymore and the existence of both Hiruma & Reborn who happened to be the smart people there.
In order not to discuss too many things, first I want to say that my point in writing this article is to show the differences in how the female characters in the two stories are treated. For KHR, it seems that there are only 2 choices of roles for female figures and both of them exist at the different spectrum; they are either going to be powerful people who are related to the mafia, or they are common people who do simple chores. On the other hand, Eyeshield 21 gives a different impression; although they did not directly participate in American Football, the role of the female characters was no less important. Mamori with her ability to make strategies, Megu who, even though she is the only girl in her team but the most decisive, Suzuna who is passionate but not spoiled, and also Karin (in the manga) who is being the Teikoku Alexanders' main quarterback. They are all unique in their own way, and they don't have to jump right into the field to be interesting characters.
Another thing that is worth asking is; why does Amano Akira, as a female mangaka, seem not to pay enough attention to her female characters in KHR rather than Riichiro Inagaki and Yusuke Murata, who incidentally are men. This may sound like a discriminating comment, but it's worth to ponder. Maybe the publishing house also have a say about the female characters' traits. But if so, then why do they make them that way? Was it because at the time Amano Akira was creating this manga, the idea of powerful and amazing women wasn't something that was quite popular in her enviroment? We can theorize, but instead of building a theory based on what we think is true (not what actually proves to be true), it's better to keep the answer to that question to ourselves.
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ghoul-haunted · 2 years
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anyway the christmas bowl of ES21 is against the teikoku alexanders, and the imagery starts off with alexander the great, but shifts to caesar, and then the roman empire, and it ends with the defeat of the alexanders and the death of an empire, and what can I say! 
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I Love Themes!!!
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diochain · 2 years
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imagine being teikoku’s coach
you’re just stuck on constant mom/dad duty because everyone is so chaotic and loves to do their own thing. you’d probably get along best with karin, the sweetheart who you can sympathize with when it comes to being dragged into things.
you were actually the coach of the rugby team of another school until that school shut down and you got a job at teikoku as the english teacher, and the rest is history.
takeru the type to make “you are my dad, you’re my dad!! boogie woogie” memes and show them to you shamelessly bc you’re always cleaning up after him and his confident self. gotta mentor him. probably seen him have some breakdowns over tests at some points or something. you’re his mom/dad now. live with it.
taka giving you lil gifts bc bless u for dealing w takeru for him.
hera just doing his best to lighten your load. you coach the first AND second strings. exhausting job, he understands.
you’re probably the only person karin told about her blog until it was found, much to her eternal dismay.
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eyescenario21 · 6 years
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Riku, Yamato, Mizumachi, Kongo Twins, Kurita, Hiruma, Clifford, Juumonji, Ikkyuu father headcannons/reaction to daughter bringing home first boyfriend and their s/o tries to calm them down.
Kaitani Riku:
At the top of Riku’s wish list, was to have an armory that matched if not surpassed Hiruma’s impressive warfare collection [he also wanted to be taller but you can’t always get what you want]. He was staring down at the boy with the same intensity that Gaou stared at his prey.
“Riku,” you chided softly, elbowing your husband gently. The grip on his chopsticks only tightened. Your daughter shoved herself lower into her seat while the boy sat sweating bullets. “So…” you smiled tightly, “Do you like any sports?”
Riku sat up a little straighter, attentive.
“No, Kaitani-san,” the boy stammered underneath Riku’s gaze.
Your daughter looked at you pleadingly. You frantically searched your mind for another topic because Riku’s stare was turning worse than murderous. “Um…Oh! What—What are some your interests?”
“I… basically like staying inside,” he admitted easily, oblivious to Riku’s growing blood lust. “I like playing video games and reading; I write short stories in my pastime.”
“Out.”
“Dad, please.”
“Riku, no.”
Unfortunately, despite the height difference and the words of the people he loved most, Riku already had his hand on the boy’s collar and was dragging him out the door.
Yamato Takeru:
Yamato seemed somewhat calm during the dinner, smiling pleasantly if not forcefully. The boy spoke politely and answered when questioned but failed to notice the fact that the football player was practically stabbing his chopsticks into the home-cooked food.
“Takeru, please,” you huffed to your husband quietly. You smiled warmly at both your fidgeting daughter and the unaware boy beside her. Yamato’s posture relaxed and your daughter sighed in relief—maybe her dad wouldn’t kill the boy. 
Unfortunately for the poor girl, her chosen boy had decided her parents were really chill and made a bit of an obvious flirty pass at her with a hint of sex on the side. You tackled the boy out of his chair as Yamato nearly broke the table in half in his attempt to gut the teen with his chopsticks.
Of course, you were insulted by the boy’s innuendo but that didn’t stop you from poorly attempting to save the boy’s life. You didn’t know what you would do if Takeru ended up in prison. 
Mizumachi Kengo:
Of all the dads of the former Team Japan, Mizumachi Kengo liked to think he was by far the coolest. Like, legitimately. 
His little girl’s boyfriend thought so to. To him, Mizumachi-san totally had the surfer vibe with his attitude, blonde hair and tanned skin. To the teenager, he really had that “go-with-the-flow” kind of attitude. 
“Kengo,” you whispered as you reached up to cup your husband’s elbow, because of course, of course, Mizumachi Kengo picked the cutie that was nearly as short as Sena. (You were more than proud to say you were taller by a full five centimetres!) “Don’t scare the boy off, please? _______-chan seems to like him very much.”
Kengo waved you off. “Don’t worry so much! I’m not going to eat him alive! Besides, he’s not big enough to count as a snack!”
Your daughter and her boyfriend made identical strangled noises. You facepalmed. 
Kengo was still a stickler for height details. 
You kinda felt bad that _______-chan brought home a boy that was just a tad shorter than her, but she should’ve known considering how much Kengo made fun of you.
Kongo Agon:
I really don’t see this fucker having kids, I am so sorry.
Agon had always, always, always been a possessive bastard. Always.
While sometimes his possessiveness was too overbearing—near abusive—when the two of you had dated, he had toned it done a lot. Mainly because you threatened to leave and it seemed he actually cared about you enough to change his egotistical and unreasonable ways. You were pretty certain Unsui nearly had an aneurysm when he saw the change in his brother’s behavior. 
While he wasn’t so possessive of you nor unreasonably overprotective, this didn’t transfer over to your daughter. 
She really was such a beauty—and such a sweetie too!
(Hiruma had questioned whether or not she was actually Agon’s daughter which, suffice to say, pissed the man off. A lot.)
To you, it was a no brainer that she would attract boys like flies to honey. 
Agon, was less than enthusiastic.
Which was why he was currently burning a hole through the fidgeting boy that was seated beside your daughter. The football player hadn’t said a word, leaving all the questioning to you. You were more than satisfied by his chattering answers, he really was a nice boy. 
Your daughter certainly had better taste than you.
“What the fuck did you just say?”
Startled, you looked at Agon that was sporting a gaping mouth and his eyes gleamed with hurt? I am hallucinating, you thought.
“What did I say?”
“Are you implying that this—this trash, is a better choice than me? Fucking Kongo Agon?”
“Oh, that,” you sighed, stealing your husband’s sake from him. “He’s nicer, actually has some manners and doesn’t have an ego thrice the size of his genitals. Overall, yes.”
Kongo Unsui:
He cannot be worse than Agon.
That was Unsui’s mantra the whole week leading up to the dinner where he and his s/o would be introduced to their daughter’s boyfriend. 
Boyfriend. Ugh, he was disgusted by the word, especially mentioned in the same sentence as his precious little girl. 
“Unsui, stop brooding,” you commanded, bumping him with your shoulder. You had set the table, cleaned and cooked all while your husband was dead to the world due to his brooding. 
The man grumbled and straightened his clothes, standing up. You nodded in approval and gestured for him to get the food in the kitchen. “_______-chan should be in in a couple of minutes with her so-called boy—“
“Don’t say it.”
You laughed at his disgruntled expression as he marched off. Suddenly, the front door swung open along with the clinking of keys and amused laughter. You heard Unsui let out a strangled, pained moan. 
“Okaerinasai, _______-chan,” you smiled at your daughter and turned to the boy at her side. “And you must be—“
Cue screaming. Screaming as in the girl about to be murdered in any horror film. 
“Unsui?!”
“Dad?!”
Both you and your daughter rushed to your husband’s side on the ground. He had landed on his tush, spilling the tonkatsu—you half-wanted to kill him for that—when he had fallen. your husband’s wide fearful eyes were focused on your daughter’s boyfriend. Specifically, you realized, the teen’s hair.
“Unsui—”
“Why does he look like Agon?!”
“…Dad, are you fucking with me?”
The poor boy simply stared as your daughter cursed profusely—something she had gotten from Agon—while you chastised your husband like a child. 
“First of all—“
Kurita Ryokan:
The gentle giant was so nervous the night of the dinner, someone would have thought he was the boyfriend meeting the parents.
“Ryokan, stop worrying,” you soothed. “You’re an amazing father and you and I both taught our daughter to always respect her self-worth first; there’s no way she’s going to bring home some asshole that’s going to take advantage of her.”
“It’s not that!” He bawled, and you stepped back in shock and exasperation. “What if he doesn’t like me? What if he thinks we’re boring? What if he convinces her to move in with him because he doesn’t like us?! We’re going to lose ________-chan!”
You rolled your eyes at his cries.
You really loved the man, you really did. But he was a bit too much of a worrywart at times. And emotional. Very emotional. 
“Ryokan, breathe.”
It was good thing you had about six hours before your daughter came back from school with her boyfriend. That was just barely enough time to settle your husband down, change, and cook. 
“Ryokan, if you don’t stop crying, he’ll really think you’re lame and we won’t have anything to eat too.”
He wailed.
Hiruma Yoichi:
Your husband glanced over the boy dismissively, nodding then sticking his hand out for a handshake.
The boy, so naïve, breathed a sigh of relief, took your husband’s hand in his.
You and your daughter simultaneously sighed. 
“So, _______-kun, right?” You cringed and your daughter clasped her hands as if in prayer. The boy nodded, moving to pull his hand away but was stopped by the demon’s iron grip. 
Yoichi pulled the boy uncomfortably close, examining him in a way that made the teen feel as if he was some sort of amoeba. “You don’t look like a boy that wet his bed until just last year.”
“What?! How do you—“ The teen blushed and stammered, looking at everyone with angry red cheeks.
“Yoichi, please.”
“Dad….” your daughter whined. “You said you’d be nice.”
Your husband cackled that signature laugh of his, not too gently ushering the mortified and terrified teen into the dining room. 
You glanced at your daughter, disapproval on your face. “_______-chan, haven’t I taught you that: ‘the Devil is liar.’”
“Mom, it’s not my fault I have him as a dad, it’s yours.”
“I don’t want to hear that from the girl that literally wrote hymns for him.”
Clifford D. Lewis:
Suffice to say, dinner was very awkward. 
Whenever your husband had looked at your daughter’s boyfriend, he had instantly looked away. The look was so dismissive, so uninterested—the teen must have been embarrassed, no, beyond mortified. You couldn’t help but feel bad for the boy but Clifford tended to have that effect on people. 
You glanced at your daughter who looked absolutely miserable. 
Your heart squeezed. She probably knew Clifford thought she had chosen trash. Clifford’s opinion meant everything to your little girl too, as much as it pained you to admit that she was a daddy’s girl.
With a sigh of frustration, you set your cutlery down and looked over at your husband. With a raised brow, he did the same in a much more composed fashion. You jabbed your chin in the direction of the young couple, your lips twisting into a frown. 
Clifford glared back defiantly. 
Ugh.
“________, right?” the teen nodded jerkily, surprised etched on his face. Your daughter raised her head in a mix of hopefulness and fear. “You’re very quiet, I’m sorry, have we made you uncomfortable?”
“Oh, no Mx. Lewis, it’s just I didn’t want to bother you and I was unsure if your family really talked during dinner. I didn’t want to disrupt your schedule.”
You smiled, your daughter hesitantly mimicking the action while your husband’s stare bored into the your temple. “That’s a very mature and considerate of you. I wished there were more boys like you when I was your age.���
If the muffled giggling and glare you received from your family were anything to go by, you successfully lightened the mood.
Although, Clifford would certainly get back at you for that jab at him—he hated being made fun of, especially when he was being compared to someone younger (and, therefore, to him, dumber).
Juumonji:
Okay, but why did your husband have to bring in Toganou and Kuroki?
You didn’t know who was going to die of embarrassment first, you or your daughter. Your husband and your daughter’s godfathers had marched in, or in reality, slammed, through the front door just minutes after the young couple had walked in.
The smiles and bright mood had disappeared with the intensity the three Ha-Ha Brothers radiated. 
And why the fuck was Kuroki fingering the handle of a metal baseball hat? And had Toganou actually brought a rusty bike chain?
The poor boy your daughter had brought home arm-in-arm was sweating bullets—so much so, you were sure you’d fill Hiruma’s armory thrice over. 
Your poor little girl looked like she was going to burst into tears, whether from embarrassment or anger, you didn't know. 
But you did know what to do in the situation. 
It would be the last thing you’d do before you started pushing up daises.
“What are you three idiots doing?”
“Hah?”
“Hah?!”
“HAH?!”
“Don’t you use that shit on me, Ha-Ha Brothers! Kazuki, what the actual fuck do you think you’re doing—“
Ikkyuu:
Ikkyuu counted himself a very lucky man. Very.
He’d married the oni cutie from uni, and had an even more oni cute daughter. 
He was blessed, he felt, twice-over. 
“Ikkyuu, are you going to be okay?” You asked, lightly putting a hand on his shoulder as he sat in the middle of your living room and meditated.
While he couldn’t quite get the act, or really appreciated it in high school, he had learned to do both in uni. It had helped him relax before mid-terms, finals and games. Meditating had become a habit to do before something he found stressful or made him nervous, like your wedding or his first job interview.
But you hadn’t seen him meditate since your daughter started school over a decade ago.
Your husband didn’t respond—he was likely in a deep meditative state. But still, you persisted. 
“Ikkyuu?”
You turned when he didn’t respond to you, intent on finishing the final touches before your daughter and her beau arrived—
“I’m ONI not okay!”
“Ikkyuu?!”
“What if she leaves to be with him?! I’m going to lose my daughter!”
“Ikkyuu—“
You tried to grab your husband’s hands away from his hair as he moaned and groaned, thrashing as he did so, about your daughter’s boyfriend. 
“What if he’s like Agon-san?!—Not like there’s anything wrong with Agon-san! But my daughter—“ he bawled. 
“Ikkyuu!—She’s my daughter too!”
“He’s not going to appreciate an oni cutie like her! She’s once in a hundred years!”
“...I don’t know whether to be offended or insulted.”
“I mean look at her! My baby’s so gorgeus! Man, if there were cuties like her when I was her age—“
“Ikkyuu, you sick fuck.”
“Eh?! Wait—________! Stop!”
And that was the scene the young couple walked into; you balancing on Ikkyuu’s shoulders, knees digging into his neck as you yanked at his hair while he yelled and cried for you to stop, even trying to shake him off. 
Lmao, I really don’t think the boys would change very much from high school. Especially Clifford. 
Also, I read somewhere that the gender neutral term for Mr., Miss, and Mrs., was “Mx.”. I can’t remember the source but that is what I remember it as. If someone would like to correct me on it, feel free to do so. 
I’m sorry if it’s not gender neutral enough.
Also, whoever sent this, you took great advantage of the no character limit or specifications pertaining such. I am so proud. Tired, but proud.
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Teikoku Alexanders' Coach: Alright, listen up you little shits.
Teikoku Alexanders' Coach: Not you Karin. You're an angel and we're thrilled you're here.
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azotho · 6 years
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He’s just like a prince... IMO lol
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neologyro · 5 years
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Takeru Yamato
Teikoku Alexanders
Running Back
Eyeshield 21 / The Emperor 
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beansterpie · 1 year
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yanderefoeyay · 4 years
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NEW ES21 HOTTEST CHARACTER MEME
Pick who you thinks hottest from each Team!
MY VERSION⬇️
Deimon Devil Bats: ISHIMARU (closely followed by Juumonji)
Zokugaku Chameleons: Rui
Ojo White Knights: Takami
Shinryuji Naga: UNSUI (and AGON obvs cause they’re twins but I don’t like his dreads) (closely followed by Yamabushi)
Seibu Wild Gunmen: Tetsuma
Taiyo Sphinx: Banba
NASA Aliens: Tied between Panther/Homer
Kyoshin Poseidon: Ohira
Bando Spiders: Kotaro
Hakushu Dinosaurs: GAOU
Teikoku Alexanders: Achilles
The Pentagram: Bud Walker
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nova-cola · 5 years
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Tagged by @moreroads. Y’all better be ready to be disappointed in my music taste because it’s literal actual garbage.
Rules: Press shuffle on your music playlist and post the first 10 songs that come up, then tag 10 people.
1 -> Alexander Anderson: A Hellsing X Hamilton Parody | Team Four Star
2 -> Miraculous Ladybug Theme Song - It's Ladybug | NateWantsToBattle and Cristina Vee
3 - > Gold | Jeff Williams featuring Casey Lee Williams (RWBY Volume 1 soundtrack)
4 -> Broom Temperature | The Grubbles
5 -> I’ll Make A Man Out Of You | Mulan
6 -> Kuusou Mesorigiwi (Takuma Sensei’s nightcore remix) |  Yousei Teikoku
7 -> Rewrite the Stars (Peter and Evynne Hollens Cover) | Zac Efron and Zendaya
8 -> X.U. (Amalee Cover) |  SawanoHiroyuki[nZk] (Seraph of the End OP1)
9 -> Finale | Toby Fox (Undertale Soundtrack)
10 -> taking the hobbits to isengard | Erwin Beekveld
Tagging: @myxmentrashblog @madamfluffbutt @alexandableak @brainlesstroll @antivaxxer @weatherdyke @liquidstar @genietothemax @kandeekorn @vampireapologist
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vergilliesbleeding · 7 years
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❥ KARIN KOIZUMI | TEIKOKU ALEXANDERS | QUARTERBACK
+ ES21 Aesthetic/Mood Boards: ( 5 / ??? ) + Request: Not Open
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anemistheglitch · 7 years
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trans karin form teikoku alexanders makes a lot of sense since that way she would be able to play in the mens american football 
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mangaredditdotcom · 4 years
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Alexandros - Sekai Teikoku E No Yume.
Alternative: アレクサンドロス 世界帝国への夢 ; Alexandros - Dream for World Conquest
Description : Historical manga precisely depicting Alexander the Great's life as seen through the eyes of his personal historian. Much emphasis is put on his will to know the world, rather than on the war against the Persian Empire. #MangaReddit.com, #ReadFreeMangaOnline Read Free Manga Online at MangaReddit.com: https://mangareddit.com/p/alexandros-sekai-teikoku-e-no-yume_1584413159.html
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