#( ft. Cyan. )

[awkwardambivert789]

i'll go wherever you go

[cyanvalour]

I made a second part to this post because I find these really funny to draw (once again ft. my inability to draw sticks)

Part 3 is here lol

Whatever the hell this means:

Weep:

The collection of passing out messages i keep sending:

Whatever the hell this means pt. 2

Call out doc:

Artist troubles:

[catastrothy]

whats mimi & cyans height? is the difference noticeable?

mimi is somewhere around 5'8 and cyan is 5'3

[neonblixtar]

My stack of workbooks is growing

[sadagios]

REVEAL THE ART

i still havent stopped thinking about scargina george ft. cyan coyotes <3

[selfishdoll]

NOW PLAYING…. TOUCH

Just back into it, and let it touch

JJK MEN & THEIR REACTIONS TO YOU USING THEIR CROTCH TO SHOW OFF YOUR NAILS

ft. kashimo hajime, gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, & takuma ino.

cw: modern au (?), suggestive content (ofc) ooc characters(?), reader being a little shit, etc.

i’ve always found this tiktok trend adorable, and thought it would be nice to write hcs on with them. these are unedited so excuse typos and other mistakes. i might do more later.

KASHIMO HAJIME.

the nail designs you chose were cute, but a little cheesy. a simple cyan base with purple lighting bolts on each ring finger.

you came back from the shop to spot kashimo resting on your couch, clearly tired from either fighting a curse or general working out. you tapped him, showcasing your nails the moment you got his attention. hajime would only give you a small smirk, leaning his head back again to rest.

the idea would then pop into your head, softly declaring you needed to take a picture to show your friend. he didn’t care enough to respond.

but, that quickly changed when you sat beside him, resting your hand right on his crotch.

what are you doing?

you shushed him a bit, declaring his white pants were a perfect background. a plausible excuse, one that he believed less and less when he realized you were massaging him through his pants.

he allowed it to go on for a moment before he snatched your wrist, pulling you closer to him.

don’t start something you can’t finish, [y/n].

and well, you spent the rest of that evening facing the consequences of your actions. you never did send that picture.

GOJO SATORU.

probably asked you to get his tip color. you refused, much to his dismay.

you settled on a pretty blue and white design, curtesy of his eyes and hair. you sent a picture of it to him while in the shop; your lover hearting the image instantly.

on the way home, you were scrolling through your tiktok feed and came across the trend. a cheshire like grin covered your features soon after.

making it home, gojo wasn’t busy with anything, simply sitting on the couch and watching some random show. he greeted you and attempted to get touchy, only for you to declare you had to take a picture of your nails first.

just use the one you sent me?

no, baby, i wanna use a different one.

although confused, the man shrugged a bit, focus turning back to the tv. you sat on the couch beside him, humming as your phone hovered above your hand that rested on your thigh. taking a quick glance to assure he wasn’t looking, you reached over, placing your hand right on his crotch.

gojo noticed you instantly, eyes falling from the tv screen and over to your hand, eyebrows pinched close. he said nothing however, simply watching you closely. the moment you began to rub him, however, he was adjusting his hips eyes lifting to yours, adoring an are you serious? expression.

what’s wrong? you tried to play dumb, all while your hand still moved, not so secretly anymore. gojo would only grin at you, pretty dimples exposed, turning back to the tv.

nothing.

in that moment his hand reached over to your bare thigh, gently tapping it; fingers stroking the inside of them.

this had now became a game of who would crack first.

and much to your dismay, you always did.

GETO SUGURU.

your choice of design was a black base with his initials on each ring finger. when sending a picture to the man he complimented them, and was clearly happy his name was on your fingers.

you had been planning to do the trend on him the moment you saw it, booking an appointment the next day. you just wanted to see his reaction, to see if your normally calm and collected boyfriend would react differently.

you were basically rushing into the house the moment you locked your car, entering to spot him on the couch reading a book. you two greeted each other with a soft kiss the moment you walked over.

you really like my nails, suguru?

mhm.

lemme show gojo. you hummed, pulling your phone from your pocket. you bit the inside of your cheek, reaching over and planting your hand right on his crotch. you felt his eyes on you for a moment before they drifted back to his book. which, frustrated you.

and so, you adjusted your hand, a false mumble of needing a better angle exiting you. except the adjusting didn’t stop, seeing as you began to gradually rub your palm up and down his crotch.

you jumped a bit as he shut his book closed, grabbing your wrist and pushing it against his hardening length even more.

now, you deal with it? understand?

NANAMI KENTO.

much to nanami’s embarrassment, you used his tip color. he tried to talk you out of it, but it happened. how they color matched it was above him. and why you did such a thing was above him as well. but, he did have to admit the nails were still pretty.

when you got home the man was busy with some paperwork at his desk, grumbling to himself every once in a while. you walked over with a gentle smile, watching his tense shoulders fall the moment you made your presence known.

you then showed off your nails, nanami simply shaking his head with a smile.

you got a bit needy the moment his eyes turned back to his desk however, biting the inside of your cheek before a brilliant idea popped into your mind. you find a chair beside his desk, scooting a bit close to his own. which wasn’t suspicious, you did that often.

what was suspicious was you reaching over, placing your hand onto his crotch.

[y/n]…

just trynna get a good picture. your pants are the perfect color. the excuse left you quickly, hearing the man sigh softly to himself but allowing your hand to remain there.

that was until, you began to carefully slide your hand up and down his crotch— back and forth. nanami didn’t left it go on for long before he was grabbing you by the forearm, pulling you up from your chair and over to his lap.

oh, ken, your paperwork..

that can wait. can’t ignore you when you’re being so damn needy..

TAKUMA INO.

to ino’s surprise, you somehow got your nail lady to carefully draw his masked face on your ring finger. the moment you sent the picture he was amazed and very happy. something you found adorable.

so of course you decided to toy with him.

coming home you spotted the man not really doing anything, simply resting on the couch. he smiled up at you, eyes following you as you walked over to sit beside him. his arm came to wrap around you, the two of you sitting in silence for a moment; simply watching tv.

until you swore softly, pulling your phone from your pocket. gotta take a picture for a friend.. you would mumble, something ino barely acknowledged.

the moment your hand was on his crotch, however, his eyes fell from the tv quickly, staring down at your hand.

uh, y/n…

sorry baby, just gotta use your pants. you claimed, the man muttering nervous ok, going completely still— clearly not wanting to mess up your photo. you smiled at this, nearly feeling bad for what you were about to do to him.

slowly you carried your palm up and down his crotch, feeling the hand on your hip twitch. continuing the facade, you tilted your phone every so often, attempting to find the correct position; all while poor ino attempted to calm his rising hard on. he tried so hard too.

just as you felt his hard length through his sweats, you snapped a photo, rising from the couch— placing a chaste kiss to his cheek on the way.

thanks baby, imma take a quick shower.

needless to say, ino was a bit confused and disappointed, only able to give you a small nod— watching you walk away. ignorant to the fact you were holding in your laughter.

[z00lea]

two types of sheep

ft Cyans lamb because they are , insane with their cat

[ghosty-busta]

Whiteboard bs

Beebs is so coquette!! I struggled with drawing him but that’s okay

Btw we ARE ignoring the fact I forgot that other cyan stripe. We are.

…And then you have Shrike. (ft. Me and oomf’s sona and oc)

Can you tell what my new little interest may be (my friend will get me if I don’t mention they got me into this.)

[corvicyak-art]

[ID from ALT: Various drawings of Luffy from One Piece behind a yellow and cyan background. On the top left corner is a doodle version of him with his arm stretched out, doing the thumbs up with the text "Goog Job!" beside him. The drawing on the center is a headshot of him with a big toothy grin. Another drawing of him with a toothy grin is on the bottom right and is pointing at himself, while a confused doodle of Zoro saying "Where am I??!" is located above it. Luffy sits in front of a table where a paper plate with crumbs lay, and holds a burger with a bite taken out of it while he licks his thumb clean on the bottom left. END ID]

Some old ms paint luffy art ft. zoro i made right when i got into one piece last year :]

[zimcard-artblog]

(Phone art)

Before BOTB Challenge 6. Ft the Cyans

@nyazhis-jsablr @jsabaddict @starwlf

[yuuniee]

“ We can all make the world a little brighter in our own way.”

Name: Renée Rose Menken

Japanese: レネー・ローズ・メンケン (renee rōzu menken)

Dorm: Ramshackle 🎩

Birthday: May 26th ♊

Age: 17

Height: 164 cm/5’4 ft

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous, but mostly uses her left hand

Homeland: Nice, France

Family: Unnamed mother, unnamed father, unnamed older brother, unnamed younger sister

Voice Claim: Shion Wakayama

Nicknames/Aliases: Renee-chan/Rennie (Cater), Pufferfishie/Fugu-chan (Floyd), Dame Observateur (Rook), Little Songbird (Sebastian), Pipsqueak (Iris), Miss Rosie (Mori @twsted-princess), Petite Colombe (Regina), Lady Menken (Louise), Stupid girl (Mustafa), Little Rose (Carol @fumikomiyasaki), Miss Longlocks (Flynn), Raspberry (Vanessa), Golden Child (Odel), Bloomy (Meyra), Miss Menken (Keres @terrovaniadorm), Ren (Ellis @starry-night-rose), Darlin’ (Fabian), Renny (Noelani, Diwa @sakuramidnight15), Reni (Chizuko, Tatsuo), Ren (Mireille)

Grade: Sophomore

Class: 2-B (no. 04)

Club: Light Music Club

Best Subject: Ancient History

Hobby: Origami

Favorite Food: Baked brie, soufflé

Least Favorite Food: Roasted chickpea

Pet Peeves: Repulsive, arrogant and ignorant people

Talent: Fast sketching, scrapbooking

Appearence: Her wavy, dark brown hair is usually worn down, a bit messy, and it comes down to her rear, but has a small light brown streak on her left side but not visible to the eye much. She has round, blue eyes with long eyelashes, along with soft pink lips and freckles on her cheeks and shoulders. She overall has a petite, slim body.

In her school uniform, her vest and jacket are fully buttoned, and she wears her tie as a ribbon with a gem on it like Grim. Also, she wears black gloves in her school uniform. As an armband, she wears a cyan bandana that has black and white stripes on it.

In her dorm uniform, which Dorothea made for everyone from leftover fabrics, she wears a black beret with striped ribbon behind, a black cape similar to what the Ramshackle ghosts wear, a white frilled shirt with dark blue ribbon, a dark blue corseted skirt with white stripes and a black skirt underneath, black pantyhose and a pair of shoes.

Personality: Although at first she had acted cold and cruel like how she was taught at an early age, this facade later broke and she revealed her real personality; kind, gentle and helpful, but also selfless and does whatever she can to put a smile on other people’s face and not disappoint them.

Unique Magic: “Afterglow Duality”

It splits into three ways;

🌗 Normal/Afterglow Duality: Allows her to control her hair at will with very little magic, but it gives her headaches in exchange and makes her hair really sensitive to touch for a while.

☀️ “Dawn To Sunset”: Allows her to heal someone and give them strength by using her hair and/or by singing a special song. (I’m using the original lyrics of Healing Incantation until I find my own lyrics... 😔) The amount of magic she uses depends how many people she heals. May lead to overblotting if she overuses it.

🌙 “Dusk To Afterglow”: Allows her to weaken and/or destroy everything her hair touches when she sings a special song. (I’m using the original lyrics of Hurt Incantation until I find my own lyrics... 😔) The amount of magic she uses depends on how many things she destroys while using this. It may also lead overblotting if she overuses it since it consumes more magic than the other two and it’s harder to control.

—

[Her backstory]

—

Trivia:

Unfortunately, she isn’t in the role of MC/Yuu, but more like a Ramshackle resident! MC encounters her along with Ramshackle ghosts at first, but only she doesn’t attack them because she feels like it would be unfair to attack someone with no magic when she has it. Over time, she chooses to defend them with her powers (and hair!)

Her canine tooth are slightly sharper, and she sometimes calls them “baby canines”.

She has a mark on her throat in the shape akin to an olive branch to indicate the way she came.

She does her hair in different ways depending on the outfit, like a ponytail, a braid, or a bun.

She often makes origami gifts, and gives them to others. For example; she would definitely give Deuce an origami chick with a blueberry muffin and a note that says “Take care of yourself! :)”

She has sewn her skirt and her gloves herself from the unused parts of the uniforms.

In her Birthday Girl card story, she reveals that in the first few days of her arrival, she shut herself in the library and literally studied every single subject that she’s possibly going to learn at school. Taking notes, writing things in her notebook, memorizing everything and etc. (Still, she thinks there are more things she can learn and often asks people questions-)

She often gazes at the sky when she has time and just watches the clouds float until someone calls her.

She has acrophobia, which means she is afraid of heights.

She has a birthmark on her right shoulder blade which is in the shape of a heart (or an L). This is partially visible on her Ghost Marriage outfit.

She reveals that she’s a magic user in Riddle’s overblot. However, she gets injured while protecting Yuu from a blow during that, and ends up spending some time at the infirmary for a while.

❗ A small guide to see her emotions through her hair:

Curled up: Happy! The curlier it gets, the happier she is! 😊

Straightened: Sad 😔

Frazzled: For most cases, it means she’s angry. But sometimes it happens when she’s nervous as well.

Making little hearts: In front of something (or someone 👀) she likes. Like Trey’s tarts, new clothes, or seeing the person she has a crush on!

Also side note, when she feels an intense surge of emotions, her hair starts changing color, starting by the tips. Brighter colors mean happiness, duller colors mean sadness, bright red means rage, pink means in love (👀) and black means ████████.

Similar to Riddle, her face also goes red when she’s enraged. It’s a rare sight though. When she gets angry, she becomes somewhat passive-aggressive.

During Ghost Marriage event, she reveals that her favorite colors are purple, blue and orange, and her least favorite color is white.

In her Birthday Girl card story, she reveals that she started scrapbooking when she was little when she saw her father’s scrapbooks. She says she finds it a relaxing way to keep memories of everything she’s been through in Twisted Wonderland.

She often drops by Fawn’s room for a sleepover or hangs out with her and her besties.

In Port Fest event, she mentions that she hasn’t tried too much stuff, including foods or drinks, which her friends have her try some of them later on.

In her Birthday Girl card’s story, she mentions that in her first year she used to hide her freckles with makeup because her mother told her to hide her uglier parts. Now she doesn’t hide them, because she just doesn’t see the point of hiding it and wants other people to accept her with all her imperfections.

In her Lab Coat story, she mentions that she has a strong sense of taste and she can figure out the herb that way.

In her Birthday Girl card, she mentions that she awakened her UM when sparring with Farah when her hair starts growing longer and shields her from an incoming attack.

Speaking of, she also mentions that it took her a while, like a couple of months, to be able to control her hair well, and some of her friends helped her with it. She knows that her feelings and emotions can also affect her hair, that’s why she sometimes tends to hide it. (It mostly happens whenever she gets embarrassed though-)

Due to being locked up in the attic for most of the time in her past life, she has claustrophobia, meaning she’s afraid of closed off spaces.

In LMC, she’s the lyricist that writes songs for the group. Sometimes they come up with ideas together, but mainly to have fun. (Cater and her sometimes write actual songs together when no one’s there yet-)

🏷️ @thehollowwriter @deeva-arud @boopshoops

[vxnuslogy]

forever. — ft. aventurine

— warnings: slight spoilers to the current trailblaze mission.

— author's note: in celebration of (almost) aventurine day have this short drabble i made in school inspired by the song forever by noah kahan. also happy 100 followers <3

aventurine was afraid of many things, one of them was “finality.” there's too much uncertainty and boredom affiliated with it. ever since he joined the IPC his life has been everything but boring. everyday he travels from one world to another making high stake deals that could cost him more than he expects, but he still pursued those stakes because who was he if not the ever cocky and lucky peacock of the stonehearts.

but recently, he's come to understand that “finality” — forever per your terms — wasn’t so bad. because to you, forever meant the countless possibilities that the world could throw at you unexpectedly. the limitless joys that can be found in every corner of the galaxy just sitting there waiting to be found.

aventurine wonders if he's one of those many joys you've witnessed; because you were certainly one of his.

how could he ever forget that one fine evening in one of his travels when he just happen to be stuck in a storm and coincidentally bumped into you, looking so breathtakingly out of this world. the many tours you took him on the day after, the shopping trips in the local and fancy markets of the planet in the weeks to come, and not to forget when you laid yourself bare to him under the promises of the many stars that hung from the sky.

“i wouldn't mind staying here forever,” aventurine wonders what that would be like, to settle down in this humble little world with you by his side. “but there's still so much i haven't seen yet — so many things you haven't seen yet. so the next time we bump into each other, let's get drunk at the tavern again.”

forever was once a burden to aventurine, but under that night sky his initial idea of forever took a turn because it wasn't a sentence to death; it was a gift he received from you.

“you're going to meet someone special in the middle of july,” his younger peared at him curiously. “they're going to show you one of the many joys the galaxy has to offer. you'll tell them that they're broke but still have so much richness in their heart.” he chuckles fondly when your face flashed in his mind, the times of when you slung a drunken arm over his shoulder and gave him another drink. “even after seeing every broken bone in your body they'll just laugh it off and say that it'll heal with them around.”

kakavasha smiled at the fondness on his older self’s face. the same purple eyes with rings of cyan stared at him when he kneeled down and patted his head. “and on the night of the final day on july, in a drunken haze, you'll say “my grip on you might loosen - you're not meant to be caged in one place - but i won't ever let you go.”

“why won't you let go of them?” kakavasha asked with a tilt of his head. aventurine only smiled and ruffled the younger boy's hair, “because they made the confident claim that we wouldn't be alone for the rest of our live with them by our side.”

aventurine used to believe that forever meant being sentenced to death, but forever also meant for as long as possible. he wouldn't mind being sentenced to forever as long as it was with you.

© vxnuslogy 2024. please do not copy, repost, or translate any of my works.

[whereiscyansnail]

is cyan snail able to fly without his copter? will he fall? ;-;

~🖤 anon

cyan snail is an immortal being who cant fall !! instead he has a mini helicopter on his shell everytime hes in the air :3

(ft: more snails)

[talesofsonicasura]

Here For You

There's a saying: to be loved is to be changed. Has someone ever thought about their lover's perspective? Or how both can adjust to such a transformation?

Or how Kaiju!Soshiro and Kafka adjust when the latter is turned into a kaiju. This is part of a Nobody Like You spinoff which has a basis yet to be written. Only thing you need to know is that Kafka is from a prestigious kaiju research family who don't agree with him wanting to join the Defense Force. Please enjoy!

'I should've known something was wrong. Kafka is never this late.' Amidst a starry night sky overlooking the forests of Mount Fuji, a lone figure sat in near silence at the cliff's edge. Not many would think twice about seeing someone up in the mountains especially this particular landmark.

Mountain climbers often set camps when climbing such natural giants like Fuji. However this was no climber, much less a human at all. The observer is a kaiju unlike any other whose only known by his categorization under JAKDF ruling as Kaiju No. 7.

A 52 ft violet armored enigma recognized for the frightening fortitude of 9.2. and the three blades which adorn each arm. However the kaiju went under a different name, one that only his mate knew: Soshiro. A mate whose uncharacteristically late to their moonlit date.

Soshiro ran a clawed hand through his quill bowl cut, a harsh sigh escaping his maw as he sat up from his rocky perch. 'Knowing my mate's family, they probably decided to ambush him again. Looks like I finally get to re-enact that scene from the plumber and monkey game.'

A harsh beam of light shot into the sky within the forest brush below. The illumination blinking constantly in an unfamiliar pattern to many except for one. Soshiro became a purple blur as his powerful legs launched him off the ground.

Sharp claws found purchase in the dirt with the kaiju shifting into an all fours sprint. His large form weaving through the dense trees akin to a snake as his tail often wrapped itself around a tree trunk to steady himself for sharp turns. The faint lovely smell of chocolate came into range yet it felt wrong.

Kafka's intoxicatingly sweet scent was heavily smothered by something. The harsh yet crisp ozone of a thunderstorm wafts around the chocolate like a cyclone. 'KAIJU.' Bloodlust filled red violet orbs as they greeted the world from their calm darkness.

The currently lone figure began to become visible in Soshiro's furious gaze. Cyan bioluminescence highlights the thick muscles of the intruder's obsidian scale armor hide, their horned bone mask lined with teeth is open slightly like a dumb fish, teal slit eyes in those hollow sockets look nervous whilst clawed hands clutch a familiar flashlight. The last straw for the larger kaiju as his run became a ferocious lunge.

"HRRGH-" A wheeze barely came from the smaller intruder's throat before they found themselves between Soshiro's large hand and a tree. The flashlight clattered across the ground but it was swiftly ignored for a more important matter. Steam pour from No. 7's maw as he glared dual color daggers into the intruder.

There are very few things that could extinguish Soshiro's fury. "So...shi... It's me! Kaf-ka!" Yet this was the harshest as the distorted growl overlapping a familiar husky male voice couldn't conceal the truth behind. Only one person knew his name, the one who gave it to him.

Soshiro's grip fell as the smaller kaiju slumped to his knees. Heavy labored breaths harshly twist the sharp realization that now stab at No. 7. Kafka was a kaiju and he nearly killed him.

The gentle presence of a scaled hand laying atop his large palm kept Soshiro from spiralling. Kafka's teal slitted eyes look up at his own, soft forgiving aura shone back than a rightfully upset one. "It's okay Soshiro!"

Kafka gently rubbed his fingers across the larger kaiju's hand. "This was mostly my fault as I should've known my scent changed. Like seriously it's like lesson three in the beginner's book. For someone who comes from a family of kaiju researchers, this wasn't my brightest moment."

Soshiro stared at his smaller mate for a second before harsh laughter burst out his chest. "I guess we're both fools huh? Such a sweet caring mate." Kafka found himself gently plucked from the ground and raised over to the larger kaiju's shoulder.

He sat himself down on the smooth familiar surface as his lover began the trek back to the nest. "Now how did ya end up like this? I'm not complaining though. Our fun can really get wild now~"

Soshiro cackled as he felt the light elbow jab at his cheek. The red tint dusting Kafka's bone mask was worth it. "You're such a pervert, Soshi! Okay so this is what happened."

It became apparent that Kafka's new kaiju form had quite a number of abilities than just taking on his old human form. One being Personal Biology Manipulation, the power to alter one's own biology. A pretty powerful ability from what his lover explained.

Fitting for the 'most powerful kaiju' in the Defense Force's words. Kafka was labeled Kaiju No. 8 and his fortitude clocking in at a staggering 9.8. The Hibino family were obviously going wild upon this discovery, unaware about the irony behind their new obsession.

"Soshiro! What do you think of this?" The kaiju turned to look at Kafka from his nest. During his off days, the human would often experiment with his kaiju. Usually in the most mundane ways as a long thick reptilian tail now poked out from his lower soft tan back.

The white jagged spikes protruding out of the tail had barely avoided getting caught in the blue sweatshirt fabric. "Your control has improved quite a lot since the past week. Being able to partially transform your body is useful." It clearly wasn't the answer Kafka been looking for from the confusion on his face.

"Oh! I'm talking about my tail! Can't always rely on my fists and my kicks still suck at the moment. Then I remembered how you often use your tail in battle. Even made sure it was very prehensile!"

To prove his statement, Kafka lifted the pencil he set aside and wrote his way in neat cursive on a sheet of paper. He instantly shuddered when Soshiro's own tail snake itself around the new appendage. The scales scratching a bundle of nerves that wasn't protected.

"Looks like ya forgot to not make it sensitive. Otherwise it's a pretty good tail so far. Especially since I can do this with no problem." Kafka immediately found himself in Soshiro's as the larger kaiju began scent marking him through nuzzles.

The himbo let the kaijufication overtake him before growing to match his lover's size and reciprocate his affection. Another kaiju behavior that became Kafka's new normal. Their tails haven't separated for the rest of the day until the man had to return to base.

Kafka didn't know if he should feel ashamed as sharp kaiju fangs found purchase in an acidic bloody hide. It hadn't taken long for him to learn that his required calorie consumption quadrupled after the metamorphosis. Yet he ignored the unfamiliar voice in his head which told him otherwise.

Now Kafka was knee deep inside a freshly killed kaiju corpse again as he ate at its flesh. The man considered himself lucky that his prey had been roaming away from civilization. Unlike last time where he had to take it to go because a lady saw him and called the DF.

Not a good thing when the Defense Force is still after him and Soshiro. "I'm gonna have to take five baths just to get the stench of blood off me. Nevermind brushing my teeth until the bristles catch on fire or wither."

He can practically hear the debating match often tossed around his family on whether this would be cannibalism. "A 50 ft kaiju is quite the first catch! Mind if I take a bite?" Kafka nearly jumped out of his skin as Soshiro manifested before him without warning.

Thank god he hadn't taken another bite because he highly doubts the larger kaiju knew the Heimlich Maneuver. He glares back at his lover who just cackles upon the sight. "Go ahead as I can't eat all of it anyway. The hunger has bigger eyes than my stomach."

Soshiro shifted a bit so he wouldn't bowl over his small mate when attempting to sit down beside him. He could only shake his head as Kafka tore into the corpse like a starved dog. "Do you need help handling your new appetite? Can practically hear the stomach grumbling whenever ya visit."

Soshiro could make out the muffled sigh before Kafka took his blood covered face out. "Please! I can't eat that much at the cafeteria as everyone would get suspicious. And my family has been stalking my old Cleaner job so there's no chance of getting anything."

The violet kaiju knows there is a forest quite close to Tachikawa Base. It would make a perfect spot to drop off his kills for Kafka. A good mate does provide for their other and he was no different. Speaking of providing...

"You sure you don't want me to eat your family? It would be easy to just-" "THE ANSWER IS STILL NO! You don't even eat people and said that they probably taste like rotten shoes anyway!"

Not many things could get under Soshiro's skin as he wasn't an easy person to anger. At most, he would see the current issue bothering him as a minor annoyance. What the kaiju wouldn't tolerate is someone hurting his mate, whether they be friend or foe.

An abnormal newly listed by the DF as No. 10 had the balls to not only attack the base Kafka is at but bring an entire flock of wyvern Honju. When kaiju invade another's nest, it's to eat their young or the weakened owner.

The attack here is a war declaration amongst his species. It prioritizes causing the most damage while everyone is present. Casualties on the attackers' side doesn't matter, it is how much blood they spilled.

Soshiro had recently arrived to deliver Kafka his latest catch when he saw the signs. He didn't hesitate to pounce into range of the base's radar as fiery meteors appear above the sky. Not when Kafka was standing so close to the blast radius.

"A Kaiju has been detected! It's fortitude...is 9.2!! Readings confirm that it's No. 7!"

Officers found themselves in a battle preparation frenzy a minute before the molten blasts crashed down. If they weren't mad as ants from a kicked anthill now, the sight of Kafka in the violet kaiju's arm really set them ablaze. The man's clothes were partially burnt but he was overall fine thanks to intervention.

Soshiro ignored their confusion when he gently set Kafka down to face the arriving red menace. He paid little mind to the few bullets that purposely bounced off his hide as he led No. 10 away. Not even the few concerned shouts were heard when the kaiju's opponent grew 5 times his size.

The only human Soshiro kept his hearing open to was Kafka. It's the one thing that truly mattered to him in a fight. The background sound of his mate offering valid info about their foe sharpens the kaiju's blades. Evacuating his comrades to safety strengthen his hide. The lovely song of Kafka's heart made Soshiro's core burn bright. He fights this battle only for his mate if it meant the kaiju could keep that soul who enchants him so much alive.

Thus Soshiro's rage was certified when multiple guns soon level their aim at Kafka once the chaos finally ends. He threw his secret to the blaze once it became apparent that No. 10 had been sent by another kaiju. One who didn't hesitate to turn the bodies of the dead Honju into one giant bomb.

Something which would've reduced the entire ward to a smoldering crater if Kafka didn't blast it away with his kaiju power. One he still wasn't fully accustomed to as the man burnt himself out to the point of immobilization.

This is where everyone stood now. Soshiro hovering over Kafka like a furious dragon, his larger body now a shield positioned low to the ground as if ready to grab his mate and run. The base Captain was the only one amongst five to keep her gun steady despite the look of reluctance in her eyes.

Her other four soldiers were shaking with uncertainty at the potential bloodbath that could unravel in seconds. Their base already took a major hit and it wouldn't handle an assault from a 9.2 fortitude kaiju such as No. 7. Everyone else was frozen in a cocktail of silence.

Disbelief, shock, worry and awe at the chaotic canvas before them. The most recent update about the current Numbered Kaiju was that No. 7 has been confirmed as No. 8's mate. A 'Pair Made In Hell' from how frantic the superiors were about finding their nest due to the ghoul of possible offspring.

To learn that their loveable silly comrade was No. 8 had added bitter discomfort to the tension. A stalemate which would've last longer if Kafka's larger mate hadn't spoke. His voice a hot blade that demanded attention.

"I am only going to say this once. My foolish mate wouldn't have blown his secret if he didn't care for all of you. I don't know you like he does so my intervention had been for him." Piercing red purple eyes glanced at them all before him focusing on Mina's dark orbs.

"My blades will only cut for Kafka alone. His love towards y'all is what keeps me from taking him with me to the depths where none of you can follow. Thus I instead decided to lay down an offer." Mina's response was a harden gaze but her eyes held no rejection for what the kaiju is about to say.

"I shall lend my power to the Defense Force in exchange for Kafka's safety. We both know that an unnatural change has begun to shift on our respective grounds. The dead walk again, people are going missing under inhuman circumstances, and now your secure facilities are being compromised."

"You believe that whatever is responsible was behind the attack?" Soshiro couldn't resist the small fanged smile growing on his face from the Captain's interruption. "Good to know you're following along. We have all seen the signs. A massive storm is coming and I don't believe anybody's ready for it. Kafka already swore his allegiance to the JAKDF with everything he's got."

"I will offer mine if ya let him continue to do so."

Under any other circumstances a heavily monitored nest of cloth, stuffing, and other soft material would be an insult to Soshiro. Yet the small slumbering body of his lover curled beside him made such an arrangement tolerable. The kaiju's temporary home became a specialized cell as his enclosure wouldn't be ready until tomorrow.

Apparently they had plans to capture him after he aided in their fight against No. 6 long ago. Guess he also saved the commander's wife rather than just keep his lover safe from the destruction. Who knew?

Soshiro couldn't roam outside nowadays without being monitored in some way. It was part of the deal settled with the Defense Force in exchange for Kafka's life. The Commander and his wife made sure things were fair thankfully. Other than the annoying 1st Division captain, things had been mostly fine.

Kafka got permission to 'bunk' with him until his new enclosure was finished. There had been some protest but the commander shut it down immediately. It would take a bit longer for Soshiro to go on missions as they were currently trying to find him a handler.

So far, the only choice that hadn't been turned was Mina Ashiro i.e Kafka's Third Division captain and the one who gave them a second chance. Hopefully he can get her something nice as gratitude. A soft pat on his chest had Soshiro look down into the sleepy eyes of his mate.

"Come on Soshi. Go get some sleep as we have a long day tomorrow. A tour of your new den, setting up the actual nest, and some other stuff too." The kaiju softly hummed as he wrapped his arm delicately around Kafka. Hum of a human heartbeat and a kaiju core's gentle thrum lull to the two into a peaceful slumber.

All of it can wait for tomorrow. For now, they can bask in each other's presence. The new day would be tackled together.

And that's it! This would've been longer if Tumblr didn't decide to be a troll with the Save option. I hoped you guys manage to enjoy it regardless.

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[cyanhydrangea]

Cyan Hydrangea's MASTERLIST

My works are all SFW and all reader insert fics uses female pronouns

TMNT x Reader

Bayverse

Unexpected - All Turtles [Headcanons] | Turtles crush has some unexpected skill despite the nature of her personality

Loneliness - All Turtles [Oneshot] | The turtle boys being your friends when you feel lonely

Reader Listens to a Foreign Song - All Turtles [Short Imagine (crack)]

Reader needs an activity - All Turtles [Dialogues]

Gift - Leonardo [Oneshot (fluff)] | You give leo a gift

Bestie! Leo - Leonardo [Short Imagine (angst)]

Leo Loves to See Your Smiles - Leonardo [Oneshot (angst)]

Raph in Love - Raphael [Short Imagine]

Nerd(s) - Donatello [Oneshot] | Donnie thinks you're always avoiding him because he's a nerd

The Programmer's Help - Donatello [Oneshot] | Donnie helps his fellow scientist Reader with his invention

Binary Code - Donatello [Short Imagine]

Smile - Michelangelo [Headcanons] | Mikey tried to make his crush smile

Jealously - Michelangelo [Oneshot (crack)] | Mikey getting jealous over your obsession with your fav fictional character

Mutant Mayhem

The Anime Kid - Donatello [Oneshot] | Donatello finally finds fellow anime enthusiast in school

ROTTMNT

Raph in Love - Raphael [Short Imagine]

Binary Code - Donatello [Short Imagine]

Smile - Michelangelo [Headcanons] | Mikey tried to make his crush smile

Spy × Family

If Yor Forger is somewhat "normal" - TwiYor [Short Imagine]

Haikyuu!! x Reader

Being the smartest student - Hinata Shoyo [Short Imagine]

Call Me By My First Name - Miya Atsumu [Oneshot] | Miya Atsumu wants the girl he's been chasing after to call him by his first name.

Husband! CEO! Sakusa Kiyoomi - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Short Scenario]

Sakusa Kiyoomi with Gardener! Wife - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Short Imagine]

Unconventional - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Oneshot] | The way you propose a friendship with him

Warmth - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Oneshot]

Sakusa Kiyoomi Decided He Will Take Your Hand in Marriage - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Oneshot]

Sakusa Kiyoomi Don't Celebrate Birthdays - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Oneshot]

Attack on Titan x Reader

Cleaning Day ft. The Ackerman Family - Levi Ackerman [Short Scenario]

Moriarty The Patriot x Reader

For The World We're Gonna Make - Albert James Moriarty [Oneshot Songfic]

[nachachito]

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