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Nothing beats getting lost in the eye-talk of Uchiha lore — the way a small anatomical tweak upends an entire battle is ridiculous and beautiful. At its core, the normal Mangekyō Sharingan (MS) is born from trauma: you lose someone precious, your eyes flinch into a new pattern, and suddenly you can call down brutal, reality-warping techniques. Those powers are spectacular — think of Tsukuyomi-level genjutsu, the black flames of Amaterasu, or a Susanoo that can turn the tide of a fight. But the cost is grim: repeated use eats away at your vision, each activation edging you closer to blindness and causing nasty chakra strain and headaches. MS is like a double-edged sword that gets sharper and duller in equal measure — powerful but self-destructive if relied on too much. Now, Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan (EMS) is the upgrade that solves the biggest problem: degeneration. By transplanting another Uchiha’s Mangekyō (usually a sibling’s), your eyes merge into a new, permanent pattern that retains or amplifies both users’ techniques without the progressive vision loss. Practically, that means no creeping blindness, a dramatic reduction in the debilitating aftereffects, and a big jump in stamina and ocular power. Visual acuity and reaction speed improve, Susanoo becomes more stable and can manifest in heavier forms without frying your body, and genjutsu or space-time moves can be used much longer with less backlash. The EMS also sometimes enables unique technical synergies — techniques that were once separate can be layered or evolved, because the user isn’t tethered by the MS’s frailty. If I imagine this through the Itachi lens — who in his normal MS state was already a master tactician with Tsukuyomi, Amaterasu, and a near-perfect Susanoo — an EMS would have made him terrifyingly sustainable. His style relied on precision, timing, and conserving resources, so removing the vision clock would let him stay in the field longer, spam high-cost ocular jutsu without the looming penalty, and maintain a full-strength Susanoo for extended counters or protection. It would also let him experiment with technique combinations: imagine perfectly-timed Amaterasu follow-ups from a Susanoo shield, or layering genjutsu with physical constraints without the usual risk of going blind. On the flip side, that durability changes narrative stakes — villains like Itachi feel more unstoppable, which is thrilling but also shifts the emotional weight of their sacrifices. Personally, I love thinking about the EMS because it turns tragic brilliance into relentless mastery. It’s the difference between a brilliant, fragile violinist and the same musician with an iron spine: same music, but now they can play through storms. That hypothetical version of Itachi is both awe-inspiring and a little chilling to imagine.

Watching the TV adaptation of 'Normal People' hit me harder than I expected. On screen, Connell is played by Paul Mescal, who turned the quiet, awkward, wonderfully complicated guy from Sally Rooney's pages into a face and set of expressions you can’t forget. In the book, Connell’s interior life is everywhere — the small anxieties, the tenderness, the self-doubt — and reading him felt like eavesdropping on someone’s private thoughts. Seeing Paul Mescal do that with just a look or a paused breath reminded me how powerful casting can be: he made a literary interiority feel visible without words. I still like to imagine Connell slightly differently depending on my mood—sometimes book-Connell, sometimes show-Connell—and that’s part of the fun. If you loved 'Normal People' the book, watching Mescal’s portrayal might change some scenes for you forever, in a good way. If you saw the show first, the novel gives you layers the camera couldn’t always catch. Either way, Paul Mescal is the name most people now associate with Connell, and his performance sparked so many late-night discussions in my book club that I lost track of time.

I've been carrying that book-shaped lump of feeling in my bag ever since I first picked up 'Normal People' — Sally Rooney's novel — which was published in 2018. I read it on a slow commute, leafing through pages between stops and feeling strange and exposed every time Marianne and Connell did the same thing. The writing felt immediate and electric, like overhearing someone’s private thoughts in a crowded café. The adaptation arrived a couple of years later, as a TV miniseries in 2020. I remember queuing the first episode on a rainy evening and being stunned by how intimate it felt on screen: Daisy Edgar-Jones and Paul Mescal brought a rawness that matched the book’s tone. The show was released in the UK and Ireland in spring 2020 and then streamed in the US, and it was adapted for TV by Sally Rooney alongside Alice Birch, directed by Lenny Abrahamson and Hettie Macdonald. Watching it after reading felt like watching a familiar song reinterpreted — same melody, new instruments — and it made me want to reread those quieter passages with fresh eyes.

"I get a real thrill thinking about normal-people fic — those quiet, human-centered stories where the stakes are emotional instead of supernatural. For me, the best tropes are the ones that let small moments sing: a coffee shop meet-cute where two characters trade book recommendations over a spilled latte; a roommate AU that slowly unravels into something tender because you see them in the everyday (laundry, late-night ramen, leaving post-it notes). I love the slow-burn tropes that let you savor the tiny things — an afternoon of thrift-store hunting, an argument that ends with an apology letter, the first time someone trusts another with a key to their apartment. I also adore premise-driven normalfic ideas: a 'no-quirk' AU of 'My Hero Academia' where everyone deals with exams and internships instead of hero work, or a 'muggle life' retelling of 'Harry Potter' where the characters are classmates at a public school navigating friendship and family problems. Mistaken-identity and fake-dating work wonders when they’re grounded—think a wedding vendor mix-up that forces cooperation, or two colleagues pretending to be a couple to secure a promotion and learning honesty feels harder than the lie. Found-family and caretaking arcs land hard too — someone comes home to care for a sick relative and discovers community in the neighbors. I try to bake in scene texture when I write or read these: the squeak of bus brakes on a rainy night, a dog that keeps showing up, the smell of warm bread from the bakery at dawn. Those details make a normal world feel lived-in. One caveat: be mindful of consent and age dynamics, especially in teacher/student or power-disparate settings — if you choose those, handle them ethically or avoid them. Mostly, normal-person fic is about intimacy without spectacle, and that kind of quiet warmth is exactly what I want after a long day of work or a late-night binge of 'Sherlock'

Realism in romance grows from paying attention to the tiny, everyday choices people actually make. I like to start by giving the woman in my story real routines: the way she drinks coffee, how she avoids small talk at parties, or the tiny ritual of checking a message twice before replying. Those little habits tell me everything about her priorities, her anxieties, and what she’ll sacrifice later on. When you build her life first, the romance becomes a natural thread through it instead of a stage prop. I also lean into contradiction. Women aren’t consistent archetypes — they’re messy, proud, tired, stubborn, generous, petty. Letting her make ridiculous choices that hurt the relationship sometimes, or show surprising tenderness in quiet moments, makes her feel alive. Dialogue matters too: ditch expository speeches and let subtext do the work. A paused sentence, a joke to deflect, the small physical reach for a hand—those are the beats readers remember. Practically, I do short writing drills: a day-in-her-life scene without the love interest, then the same day with the love interest in the margins. I read widely — from 'Pride and Prejudice' for social navigation to 'Normal People' for awkward, slow-burn tension — and I ask friends if a reaction feels plausible. Honesty, grounded stakes, and emotional consequences keep it real, and I love when a quiet kitchen scene lands harder than any grand declaration.

I've thought about that question quite a bit because it's something I see play out in real relationships more often than people admit. Coming from wealth doesn't automatically make someone unable to adapt to a 'normal' life, but it does shape habits, expectations, and emotional responses. Wealth teaches you certain invisible skills—how to hire help, how to avoid small inconveniences, and sometimes how to prioritize appearances over process. Those skills can be unlearned or adjusted, but it takes time, humility, and a willingness to be uncomfortable. I've seen people shift from a luxury-first mindset to a more grounded life rhythm when they genuinely want to belong in their partner's world rather than hold onto an inherited script. Practical stuff matters: if your home ran on staff, your wife might not have routine muscle memory for things like grocery shopping, bill-paying, or fixing a leaking tap. That's okay; routines can be learned. Emotional adaptation is trickier. Privilege can buffer against everyday stressors, so the first time the car breaks down or the mortgage is due, reactions can reveal a lot. Communication is the bridge here. I’d advise setting up small experiments—shared chores, joint budgets, weekends where both of you trade tasks. That creates competence and confidence. It also helps to talk about identity: is she embarrassed to ask for help? Is pride getting in the way? Sometimes a few failures without judgment are more educational than grand declarations of change. If she genuinely wants to adapt, the timeline varies—months for practical skills, years for deep value shifts. External pressure or shame rarely helps; curiosity, modeling, and steady partnership do. Books and shows like 'Pride and Prejudice' or 'Crazy Rich Asians' dramatize class clashes, but real life is more mundane and softer: lots of tiny compromises, humor, and shared mishaps. Personally, I think adaptability is less about origin and more about personality and humility. Wealth doesn't have to be baggage; it can be a resource if used with empathy and some self-reflection. I'd bet that with encouragement, clear expectations, and patience, your wife can find a comfortable, authentic life alongside you—it's just going to be an honest, sometimes messy, adventure that tells you more about both of you than any bank statement ever will.

The main heroines in 'DxD Crossover I Have a Normal System' are a trio of supernatural powerhouses who each bring something unique to the table. There's the fiery demoness with crimson hair who commands hellfire, capable of turning entire battlefields to ash with a snap of her fingers. Then you have the silver-haired angel who wields divine light, her healing abilities able to mend near-fatal wounds instantly. Completing the trio is the half-vampire assassin with shadow manipulation, slipping through darkness like it's her second skin. Their dynamic is electric—constantly bickering but utterly inseparable when things get serious. The protagonist's 'system' lets him borrow their abilities temporarily, creating some hilarious and overpowered moments when he accidentally mixes their powers.

Riding Duels in 'Yu Gi Oh 5D's' crank up the adrenaline compared to regular duels. Instead of standing still, duelists race on motorcycles called Duel Runners while playing. The speed forces faster thinking—you can't leisurely ponder moves when flying at 100 mph. The field spells are dynamic, changing based on location during the race. The biggest difference? Speed Counters. These accumulate each turn, letting players activate powerful Speed Spells only when they hit certain thresholds. It adds a strategic layer about timing your big plays. The environmental hazards like tight turns or obstacles also make it feel like a true battle of reflexes and skill, not just card knowledge.