Tell me your otp (only true pairing) or any pairing you like from haruhi suzumiya and i will start a thread for it on the image board.
ANY pairing is fine. Canon, crack, genderbent, crossovers, etc whatever!
Has anyone ever thought that Kyon might actually be the true "God" of the universe? Thinking about his prologue in the first book, and seeing what's happening throughout the series, maybe Kyon's subconcious wish to be the sidekick/bystander to unusual events and people was made true by him? So Haruhi's powers are really the result of Kyon believing Haruhi has powers because Asahina, Nagato, and Koizumi have told him so because they believe Haruhi caused all sorts of weird events, but Kyon is really the one who made them think that Haruhi made those weird events happen? Basically, Kyon usually gets what he wishes for throughout the series, and it has been a childhood, repressed wish of his to be the sidekick to some weird anime-type hero with weird powers; which is coming true because he is Haruhi's sidekick. But Haruhi's powers really come from Kyon, because he wants to be the sidekick, and she is the creation of his mind as someone who has these powers that enables him to be the sidekick. And all the weird events that happen that are blamed on Haruhi are really caused by Kyon believing Haruhi has the capability to make these weird things happen.
Also, rather than calling Haruhi a god, wouldn't she be more a demon or fallen angel?
Haruhi's Journal. October 12th, 2006.
Cat carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. Tire tread is familiar; must ask Kyon.
This school is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The corridors are extended gutters and the gutters are full of boredom and when the drains finally excite over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their gossip and idolzing will foam up about their waists and all the moe and class presidents will look up and shout 'Save us!'
And I'll look down, and whisper, 'no.'
They had a choice, all of them. They could have followed in the footsteps of good men like anonymous. Decent men, who believed in 'doing it for the lulz'. Instead they followed the droppings of leachers and copycats and didn't realize that the trail led over a precipice until it was too late. Don't tell me they didn't have a choice.
Now the whole world stands on the brink, staring down into bloody hell, all those cheerleaders and bookworms and pretty-boys, and all of a sudden nobody can think of anything to say.
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