#Multi-Armed Yokai

[ominouspuff]

failing to draw practical legwear in three unique ways today

[bobtheacorn]

💥 This one please! :D

[from this!]

💥Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you’re most excited to write? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

Thing abt me is i ALWAYS got more than one WIP that i'm excited about. Hasn't made it into my 'top five' bc i got sucked into sth, but i'm still picking at it intermittently and I'm so hyped for it sdklfjsdlfk As part of my "witches hold grudges" series, I picked a Thing to effect Leo, Mikey, and Raph respectively, that Donnie then had to Deal With. Leo's was (obviously) the cuddle curse. Mikey's is [redacted]. But RAPH'S was 'stuck in a timeloop.

Here's the first 2k/premise: (subject to change)

"Raph?? Got a tattoo??"

"RAPH GOT A TATTOO!!"

"Yes but more importantly, why is it a different today?" Donnie asks, with the high-strung curiosity indicative of his fourth espresso before 9am, which is clutched in his hand as he and his brothers crowd together in the small foyer of their hotel room. This is the 11th consecutive Saturday morning symphony of 'Raph got a tattoo!' that Donnie has had the pleasure of partaking in. The novelty and shock have worn off, HOWEVER! This Saturday morning features a completely different placement and design of said tattoo. Donnie is pulling up his mental cork board and furiously jotting that down on a mental red sticky note.

"Pretty cool right?" Raph asks, as a cucumber.

He flexes his already-impressive bicep so Leo and Mikey can peep the simplified black Japanese-style dragon curled up there. It bears a toothy grin, much like Raphael himself. It's even throwing two peace signs with it's little dragon claws. Yesterday, and every Saturday before barring one where Donnie intervened, it was a small Hello Kitty on the back of his left hand with only the big red bow colored in.

"Dude, I can't believe you!" Leo crows. He seems much more impressed with this than he was with Hello Kitty, though he was still in disbelief. He takes Raph by the elbow and turns his arm slightly to get a different angle on it. "What possessed you to sneak out early and get one a these bad boys slapped on! This must've taken hours!"

Donnie, running the math, knows it only took about two.

Very quickly: some context:

This year Big Mama's Nexus Hotel is humbly hosting New York's third annual Mysti-Con, a convention, as one might guess, for the mystically inclined and (also for those who aren't but think It's Neat). The Con consists of three days of Highly Coordinated Mystic Shenanigans, sanctioned by both the Council of Heads and the City of New York; because after things like the Oozesquito outbreak turning hundreds if not thousands of people into mutants, the Shredder Incident, Battle Nexus New York, the Almost-Apocalypic Alien Invasion, there's essentially no point in pretending that yokai-kind don't exist.

People and creatures have crawled up from the Hidden City and traveled across States to pack themselves inside the block-sized mystic barrier that requires a pass to enter. Yokai are welcome to strut the designated streets in all their glory, provided they're not up to any villiany, and regular humans are welcome to match them freak4freak if they so choose. The catch: no coming in and out of the barrier unless cleared by authorized personel, until the Con is officially over. Precautions, damage control, etcetera.

The convention is also more or less a designated No Beef Zone, so there's an unspoken, multi-layer truce in effect between the turtles and Big Mama while they stay in her hotel (and also between the turtles and any other villians they happen upon).

Donnie purchased tickets for himself and his brothers eight months in advance.

Oh and, Donnie is trapped in a time-loop.

The first repeat of Saturday, he suspended his disbelief a little bit. His assertions that literally everything that was happening had already happened could be dismissed as genuinely being Too Exciteable and not wanting the fun, informative panels and pizza with his brothers and being out of the house surrounded by weirdness and new mystic tech and dance parties and impromtu conga lines to end. The SECOND string of exactly-identical series of events Specific to Saturday? Donnie might have assumed that his brothers were pulling an extremely elaborate prank, were it not for the iron-clad Mystic-Con itenerary and the irrefutable date on his (or anyone elses') phone calendar.

Donnie had jolted awake the third Saturday morning, roused his brothers, spent longer than he cared to admit arguing against their baseless 'demon possession' talk, ultimately decided Direct Action was best, and then attempted to power-arsenal his way out of the barrier into the city proper. Worse than solitary confinement in a small utility closet adjacent to the hotel security office with a mystic-suppressor cuff on his ankle and his tech confiscated and his brothers furious at him, they called his dad.

And they were officially kicked out of Mystic-Con.

And the loop reset at 2am anyway, with Donnie jolting awake next to Leo in the hotel bed they rock-paper-scissored Raph and Mikey for to be nearest the window, when he had gone to sleep in his own bunk in his own room, bitter and alone.

"S'matter, Tello?"

"Nothing. What day is it?"

Leo had fished his phone out from under his pillow and squinted at it. It wasn't even on the charger, the battery flashing 15%, and he had no doubt barely dozed off when Donnie sat up and startled him. "....Saturday? Obvi."

"Of course," Donnie had sighed, and gone back to sleep.

Since then, he's simply been Observing the Patterns.

Raphael, ever the early-riser, wakes up at 5:18 after snoozing his 5:15 alarm. He spends fifteen minutes in the shower belting out terrible jazz. He keeps one stale Everything Bagel in his mouth while he gets dressed. He brushes his teeth, grabs a bottle of water out of the Genius Apparel minifridge Donnie packed, and hums his way out the door while Leo is still yawning over his warm thermos of tea and Mikey is happily snoozing amidst a pile of pillows against the wall. He never makes a peep about his plans.

He always returns at 8:37 with a Hello Kitty tattoo.

Today is different.

Donnie compulsively checks his phone.

Still Saturday.

Everything up to this point has been identical to the Saturdays before it (as long as Donnie doesn't intervene), from the weather report on the hotel TV playing in the background to the flock of bird yokai careening past the balcony playing some sort of aeriel sports ball in the courtyard. But even this slight divergence doesn't upheave the entire track. Leo asserts that the tattoo is "badass" (he called the Hello Kitty one adorable), Mikey takes pics for his Instagram story, and Raph goes to put the little care package of lotion and bandages he got from the tattoo artist on the bathroom counter, step for step.

Donnie slams his way in there with him, much to Raph's dismay - it's a small bathroom - while Leo claps his hands and badgers Mikey into finally getting dressed because that Magician Apprenticeship 101 panel is starting in twenty-five minutes, letsa go!!

"What's up, Donnie?" Raph asks.

He's barely able to turn in the tight space, so Donnie gets an up-close-and-personal look at his brand new and definitely Not Hello Kitty tattoo. Donnie resists the intrusive thought he has to grab Raph's arm and rub his thumb over what is essentially an open wound to validate it's authenticity. He can see how red and irritated the area around the ink lines are, even on Raph's tougher, darker skin, and he can smell the antiseptic the tattoo artist used to keep it sanitized while inking. The plastic wrap and medical tape keeping it in down are expertly-placed and the lines themselves are clean.

Donnie burns every detail of this smiling dragon into his memory and tries very hard to keep his Cool. There are a number of Potential Whodunit Candidates currently at the Con and Donnie has been working double-time to figure out who to confront.

"Raphala, query: What drew you to this design, specifically?"

"Uh. Raph just thought - y'know, why not? go big or go home!"

"Interesting, you've spoken at length before about being open to the idea of getting a tattoo or three if you started off with something small and noncomittal. This seems a bit ambition for a first time tattoo."

"Uh." Raph's Lying Stink burns Donnie's nostrils. He chuckles. "Well, y'know what they say - what happens at Mysti-Con stays at Mysti-Con...?"

"NO ONE SAYS THAT!" Donnie declares, pointing an accusatory finger at his brother, "How DARE you try to gaslight me, Raphael, how long have you been aware of this accursed time loop debacle, it cannot possibly have been before Loop Six! After the Incident during Loop 3, I followed each of you passively for two entire loops to collect data points, and began making minor adjustments to each loop after that, switching between the three of you in rotating sequence, and I KNOW it couldn't have been earlier than Loop NINE, Raph -!!"

"Pizza supreme, Donnie," Raph cuts him off, in clear and obvious distress, "How long have you been doin' this?"

"I asked you first, Raph!!"

"This is Raph's fourth Saturday."

"Your FOURTH!!" Donnie does not like the laugh that bursts out of him at that. The way he looks in the mirror when he flaps his hands aggitatedly and catches the movement in his peripheral. He asks aloud, mostly to himself, "How is it that Raphael has been capital-A Aware of the time loop for three entire days and I never once clocked it until he came in with a completely different tattoo!!"

"Well, Raph had some serious dejavu the first day, but - but nobody else seemed to notice! I even talked to Leo about it and he said I was just hyped up about the con. And hey! You been acting exactly the same, too!!" he accusses, pointing a finger back at Donnie.

"OF COURSE I was acting the same, Raphael, I was adhering to the script!"

"Why!?"

"So that I might be able to discern a way to break the loop!!!"

"Hey, Donnie," Raph says suddenly.

Whatever he's about to say it cutoff by a knock on the door behind Donnie, which is abrupt enough of a disruption to make him jump. Leo's voice follows it, uncharacteristically hesitant, "Uh, is you two good? Because I don't wanna miss my panel? But it sounds like something's Happening..."

"Nothing's happening!" Donnie asserts loudly.

"We're good!" Raph agrees, "Just! Talkin' about stuff! You guys go on! We'll meet'chu guys after to hit up that froyo cart Mikey likes so much!"

"Okie-doke," Leo says, opening the hotel room door and audibly dragging Mikey out even while Mikey chirps, "Wait, there's a Froyo cart!?"

Raph winces.

The hotel door claps shut.

In the silence that follows it, Donnie realizes he's hyperventilating and, attempting to mask that, bursts out, "Rookie mistake, Raphael, Mikey doesn't discover the Froyo cart until 11:56am, when he wanders into the courtyard for the Street Art Design Contest!"

"Donnie," Raph says, "Can you open the door?"

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[altarianchildren]

Alright Tumblr!

Time to meet some OCs!

These two in particular hold a very special, very close place in my heart! I'm gonna make this a sort of "ask the oc(s) anything" post, interaction is encouraged!

Trypo and Tueri Harrows, of Coumarine, Kalos.

Below the cut is oc lore and more art!

I'm saying this now, their story is a sad one, but I find it intriguing! They've become something of comfort characters for me, especially in the way their dynamic works. Trypo (the trainer) was born into a noble house in Kalos! Tueri (the abnormally tall Bisharp) was assigned to protect her when she was born. He was originally her mother's guardian! Now he's at Trypo's side.

Being bigger than most of his kinds makes him quite intimidating, though to his lass, he's got quite the soft spot. He has several ways of showing affection to his partner and teammates, some physical, some otherwise. Physical means towards Trypo ranges from carrying her, resting his chin atop her head, pulling her against his torso to loom over and guard her more closely, letting her cling to his arm, and even sorting through her hair to pick out debris (usually after a battle or in the morning, or situations where her hair gets messed up.) It's his own means of like- returning the favour of grooming, since Trypo will sharpen his blades for him and keep his metal polished and in good condition!

Did we mention Tueri communicates via Telepathy?

I headcanon that certain types are susceptible to using telepathy! Psychic (obviously-) ghost, and dark are those types, especially for more humanoid mons, or mons based heavily on pretty sentient yokai or entities (like Zoroark being based on the shapeshifting aspect of Kitsune!) Anyway that hc is for a different ramble a different day-

Tueri uses telepathy to communicate to others! He can also read and write, thanks to Trypo's father teaching him how to do so before Trypo was even a thought in that man's mind.

Speaking of her father.

Lumin Harrows.

Is the entire reason Trypo and Tueri are on the run in the first place. Lumin decided, after Tueri failed once (1 singular time) to guard the girl from a preventable situation, that he had to be. . . Disposed of, for something better.

Trypo didn't want to let Tueri go, much less know he'd get killed for one failure that was very much her fault to begin with. So, what did she do to prevent his death?

She took Tueri, took the shield (an heirloom that she shouldn't have had until 20,) gave the shield to Tueri, snagged some cash, and fled Kalos, hitting Unovan soil first, where their whole runaway story begins.

Lumin starts giving chase when he realizes they fled Kalos, and it leads to a multi-region chase across the world, with Lumin under the mindset he's saving his daughter from a silver-tongued, manipulating monster, and Trypo on the run for her partner's life.

Lemme hit you with another fun bit of trivia that Lumin isn't aware of, and that the Harrows Shield here is slightly aware of but doesn't understand.

They're soul-linked.

(This is a mechanic from conquest that I put my own spin on to add to these two!)

If one goes down, they both do.

Now, suddenly running for his life, is running for hers too, no?

Tueri protecting her so vigorously, so acutely, is also guarding his own life, no?

Of the two, their personalities are a good mix of opposing forces, that balance and check each other. Trypo is meek, shy, riddled with anxieties thanks to her father hunting them down, and rather antisocial because of it. She's fearful, to the point it would consume her if it weren't for Tueri. Tueri is bold, unshaken, he's adamant and brave. He's level, where she's chaotic. He's cold and calculated in battle, even seeming cold to others outside of battle, save those he'd consider a friend. His steel-cold exterior is balanced by her open compassion, by an unwavering heart trying to keep all sides held together. She leads the team by tactic and heart, where he leads via tactic and example. He's the force to her words. The calm to her storm, she's the caution to his "I have to act" sort of attitude.

Trivia time!

》It took them several years to get a tent. Before then, they'd sleep up in trees, in pokémon centers, back alleys, or on a very rare occasion, even take refuge by the kindness of someone taking them in for a night. Now that they have a tent, they almost exclusively sleep in that or in pokémon centers.

》Teammates are as follows, caught in this order!

Anima ♀️(Gardevoir, megastone holder!)

-Mina ♀️💫 (Gained from another trainer as a Vaporeon, shiny!)

-Aeternus ♀️(Mudsdale- she carries all the cargo on the saddle, such as camping equipment and medical supplies)

-Iroha ♂️(Noivern)

-Relle ♂️(Ceruledge)

》Tueri holds Trypo between his blades when they sleep! Due to selective breeding, his physical traits were altered a bit as a result, one such being a wider gap between the blades on his torso. He pulls Trypo in and kinda wraps himself and his cloak around her when they rest, guarding her even in their sleep. If she stirs for whatever reason, he will start to make a sound akin to metallic purring to calm her down and lull her back to a quiet sleep.

》Trypo's left leg still has lasting effects from the initial injury, due to. . . Unknown reasons.

》"My Little Versailles" is Tueri's little nickname for Trypo when other people aren't around and their situation is calm + stress free for a spell.

》Trypo refers to Tueri as her partner, her knight, her other half, and her crimson sentinel.

》Tueri is an absolute sucker for spicy food ong. Give him ghost peppers and he will eat that shit like candy. Trypo cannot tolerate the same level of heat he can, but she also enjoys spicy foods!

》The Harrows Shield is a name/title for the both of them combined, as opposed to a title specifically for the trainer or for the pokémon.

》They eat off the same plate! Tueri will take food from it first, especially if it's food from someone else. His steel typing means he's immune to poison, thus can safely tell if something would be toxic for his person to eat or not. Even when they eat, she seems to be guarded by him in every way.

》Tueri has articulated hands! Also a trait thanks to selective breeding.

》Don't let his sharp expression and scary looks fool you. Tueri is so very soft with friends and his teammates. . . You'd almost think you're looking at two different entities if you saw him around a stranger vs a friend.

》Tueri is never inside of his pokéball unless unconscious from battle. He absolutely hates being inside it, and will not willingly go in. He has broken a pokéball in the past by forcibly busting out of it despite the lock in place, which resulted in Trypo getting a dusk ball for him as a replacement capsule.

》Tueri thinks the dusk ball is a lot more comforting than the luxury ball he used to be in. He claims the luxury ball felt "cold and unforgiving." He still hates being in the dusk ball, but it doesn't make him feel out of place.

》Trypo likes to make little grass and flower crowns if they have down time whole camping. Tueri has been subjected to many crownings of forest floor foliage.

》Don't tell the world he actually cherishes that deep down in his soul.

》Thanks to their soul-link, emotions bleed to one another a bit! Trypo's rage can make Tueri on edge and itching for battle, or Tueri's calm in a situation can subconsciously ease her anxieties into a state of calm as well. Seeing her cry breaks his heart. If emotions are polar opposites, it can actually cause some strain and make it feel like their hearts are hurting!

》Despite everything, they could not ask for a better partner, a better friend, a better combination. They're each other's world. </3

》I actually view these two as my comfort characters because of the softer moments in their dynamic. Their story is filled with turmoil and hardships, but when they get time to rest, and rest easy, it just feels particularly special. They earned good rest, they savor it so genuinely when they can lay in a sleeping bag and not have to worry about the world outside the tent. Rain is usually melancholy, but to them, it's safety, and it's calm. Even the thunderstorms feel safe compared to what they run from. I think maybe it's because Trypo characterizes a turmoil-filled era of my life, and Tueri is like. . . The anchor I wish I had in that time. He is the calm to the storm. The reason the boat doesn't drift so far out to sea. But I think it's also because while he so openly and blatantly guards and defends his lady, she's also trying to protect him in less visible ways. She chose to run away with him to save his life. She keeps his blades sharp so in battle he never has to worry about his blades chipping or a dull strike deciding a match. She's soft with him to keep his mind steady, to ensure he stays okay in the mind and heart despite all that follows them. They protect each other in their own ways, and both sides are equally as appreciative and aware of the other's side of it. They're precious to one another. So very, sincerely, dearly precious. They're not perfect- but they take the flaws in each other openly, and in stride. "This is my crimson knight, who will never openly speak of any weakness he has- but I know his weakness, and I know his fears, and I walk beside him anyways." "This is my lady, and though her fears paralyze her and make it seem impossible to step forward, I hold a hand out so I can lead her through the fear, and walk together." I just. I love their dynamic. I love them a lot.

》I might end up doing a comic series for these two and their team??? Start from the beginning and work from there? Or do comic strips of different situations They're in with no real timeline? Debating this tbh.

》Trypo is still very afraid of Relle considering he's the newest member + there's a bit of a language barrier + Relle is. . . Aggressive as fuck and it scares her

》Tueri and Relle had MAD BEEF for awhile I won't lie. Big brawling hours for a hot minute. Relle now understands why Tueri is in charge. Poor boy is still trying to figure out why Trypo is somehow in charge of Tueri. She never acts like it.

》Tueri is not afraid to fight dirty in actual threatening scenarios. He will pull every nasty trick in every book just to ensure victory in the wilds, ensure that team eats, lives another day, what have you.

》Tueri will not discriminate, those hands are rated E for Everyone.

Once again, this is functioning as a "hey look at my ocs!" A mini art dump and also a "ask the ocs anything" sort of post. Interaction encouraged, give me reasons to draw these two more I beg---

If you read through all of that ily

[bambiraptorx]

boom art dump + quick run down of the characters

Frigga: Deer/antelope yokai. Former apprentice of Draxum's that kind of got inducted into his friend group via association. She respects him, especially for the role he played in her life as a mentor when she was younger. She's not really open about much.

Buana: Tiger yokai. About Draxum's height and a frequent sparring partner of his. Not quite as intellectual as most of the people in the group, but he likes poking fun at Draxum so he got to join.

Sumire: Multi-tailed fox yokai, not exactly a kitsune but somewhere in the realm of one. Went deaf at one point and largely communicates with various sign language, also a linguist. At one point she wanted a kid so she got Draxum to clone her. (If you've read Minor Interference and remember Poppy, that's Sumire's daughter.)

Jember: naked mole rat yokai. Not actually a friend of Draxum's and greatly dislikes him, but a friend of Sumire's, so he ended up in Draxum's friend group against his will lol. He and Draxum are constantly picking fights for petty reasons.

[I.D. Five lineart only drawings of Draxum from ROTTMNT and various original characters. The first shows Draxum and Frigga, a deer/antelope yokai with smallish antlers. Draxum is wearing his armor but not his helmet, and poses with a hand on his chest as he talks proudly. An arrow pointing to him is labeled "has been bragging about himself for the past 20 minutes". Next to him is Frigga, holding a book to her chest. An arrow points to her labeled "used to it."

Drawing 2 shows Buana, a fat tiger yokai with a long skirt, and Jember, a much shorter naked mole rat yokai wearing a suit with a bow tie. Jember crosses his arms and says in frustration "he looks at me like I were an insect!" Buana has his arms behind his back, and tilts his head as he says "That's not true. Draxum likes looking at insects."

Drawing 3 is of Sumire, a fox yokai with six tails flared behind her. She grins, one hand in an L shape against her chin and the other on her hip. She wears glasses balanced at the end of her snout with a beaded chain, and several beaded bracelets on each wrist. She also wears a long sleeved shirt, open to show her undershirt and sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and form-fitting pants.

Drawing 4 is a messy sketch of Draxum and Sumire sitting across from each other at a round table. Draxum leans forward with an arm on the table, a smile on his face as he signs something to Sumire. She holds a cup and tips her chair backwards, balancing it on the back legs. Her free hand is dangling over the back of the chair. An arrow points to Draxum and is labelled "rambling about his research", while the one pointing to Sumire says "No idea what he's talking about".

Drawing 5 shows Sumire and Buana together. Sumire frowns, her ears pinned back and tails lowered, as she signs "Why would you bring up that topic? You know it makes Jember and Draxum argue." Buana smiles at her and signs "Draxum's fur fluffs up when he's angry. It's funny :) [smile emoji]". End I.D.]

I should probably post those doodles of Draxum's friend group I made a while ago tbh, I've just been sitting on them for a while

[bearlycute-art]

I want Troll Jim to have more screen time! The season finale of Multi Surge is amazing! 😉

[annemoriarty]

[MY PERSONA "Anne Bellaryn"]

• Name : Anne Bellaryn

• Birthday : May 12

• Height : 150 cm

• Weight : 45kg

• MBTI : ENTJ

•Like : Red,Rose, sweet,Cat, Reading Novel , cooking,sew , playing piano

•Dislike : SPIDER

•Family :

- Ayaa Bellaryn ( young sister/twin)

•Seiyuu/VA : Mamiko Noto

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She's cheerful, easy to smile but she's short-tempered yet charismatic and intelligent. even though she is short-tempered or emotional, of course she is loyal and loves her friends or family.

She also likes Luke and wants to hug him, because Luke is so VERY CUTE and Anne treats Luke like her own son ,while Belphie somehow thinks of Belphie like her younger brother.

She really very likes Anime, in the human world sometimes she also often cosplays and attends several events cosplay that are held in the human world. But in Devildom she tries not to talk too much about anime or games, except with Leviathan.

If in the human world she lives with her father and mother, Anne has twin sister and Anne is the last one, but her twin sister doesn't want to be a old sister, so Anne takes the position of old sister.

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Pact Marks Mammon's is on Anne's left abdomen, Anne's Pact Marks Satan's is on Anne's right back, Pact Marks Asmodeus's is on Anne's right thigh, Pact Marks Belphie's is on Anne's left arm, Pact Marks Levi's is on her left back, Pact Marks Beel's is on the middle back, and Lucifer Pact marks is on Anne's left eye (Only Appears At Certain Moments shining dark blue light ).

Pact symbol that is owned on Anne's body, will appear when Anne is angry or when Anne needs to summon Lucifer or others on human world . Anne's left chest there is a black rose marks.

Relationship :

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NOTES :

-Anne have twins (son and daughter )on future namely Alastor Morningstar , Eisheth Morningstar and Son named Agares

-Anne is multi-fandom oc , but obey me is my persona main fandom

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{Outfit fullbody link }

-gown

-happy devil day 2022

-arabian

-luxury cruise

-Cowboys

-Halloween 2022

-Obey Me The Great Yokai Parade Event

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Others Fandom :

- KIMETSU NO YAIBA

-MTP ( Ship with William)

- MASHLE (Dorm Adler)

-HARRY POTTER ( DORM GRYFFINDOR)

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MY SOSMED :

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My Others oc :

-Rushi Nakagawa ( Naruto)

-Eraina Yamashita ( twisted wonderland)

-Liviana Brlyn (Kuroshitsuji)

-Aino Ichimaru ( Bleach)

-Anna Grigorievna( Bungou Stray Dogs)

-Yukino Yamazaki ( Kimetsu no yaiba)

-Yamabuki Serikawa ( Hypnosis Mic)

- Saigiku Asahi ( kny oc)

[blueberrypossum]

No One Does It Like You Do Dastardly Danny x oc

Hi everyone! This is another Shiki x Danny fanfic that I loved writing (I love writing fighting scenes and also winter atmospheres because it’s so cozy! So this is Shiki again (because I love writing her it’s so much fun) I hope you guys don’t mind and hopefully you can just place yourself into it! @greaser-wolf and I just love going back and forth with her oc and mine and it’s so much fun and she is just so wonderful! I hope you guys enjoy!!

WARNING: There is usage of inappropriate words and adult themes ( such as sexual content that is pass making out)

(Also I know that the Hidden city doesn’t have a sun or moon or even weather but I want them to have an atmosphere XD )

Word Bank: 

Big Cheese: Big Boss

We’ve been had- Been tricked or deceived.

Yuck- A foolish or stupid person

Music:

You brought your overcoat closer to you as the chilly breeze started to become quicker and snow started to dart through your vision at an easy pace. You tried to start a match between your hooves as you awaited for Danny and the others to investigate the bar, but after each click there was nothing but empty silence of the mountain.

It has been a hot minute since you’ve done a job somewhere this cold, of course it snowed in the Hidden City, but not like this. With your genetics, the cold wouldn’t really bother you, but without harnessing the true potential of your power, you were left shivering under your several layers of clothes. 

The mountain side was gorgeous though, the glistening of the snowbanks shined in the afternoon sun and the yokai’s that lived in the hidden village were enjoying warm beverages and gentle conversations. The white layer under your boots crunched as you continuously moved back and forth to keep warm as your boyfriend was taking a little too long to ask where this polar bear yokai was. 

When you were given the opportunity to go after one of the most psychotic war lords by your boss, you just couldn’t say no. But you weren’t given a team in the progress, so one you told Danny about it, him and the rest of the Mud Dogz created a plan to help you, with a small price to pay as well. 

You were honestly glad that Danny and the others wanted to join you, not only were they your friends, but you couldn’t really trust your teammates in the force. Too bad that Mickey had to do other business and had to sit this one out. 

 You finally spotted the usual purple wearing rat in the distance, his long brown coat flapping behind him as a gust of wind danced into town, two thin figures close behind him as they made their way over. Frost dusted over Danny’s whiskers as he came up to you, his hands rubbing each other under his gloves as Nova and Leonard joined as well. Leonard was the most bundled out of all four of you, his green body shivering under the black coat he wore. 

Nova seemed to be the only one who enjoyed the weather, her nose twitching every time a flake landed on her. 

“Are you actually enjoying this?” The ogre asked, an eyebrow raised as she gave him a sly smile. 

“When you’re this hot the cold never affects you.”

“....”

“I’m kidding! I’m a Mountain Fishing Cat, this is my element.”

You rolled your eyes at Nova’s comment and looked up at Danny, who had curled himself up close to your side for any connection of warmth. 

“Did you find anything out?” You asked him as Nova and Leonard continued to have their fake argument. 

Dastardly Danny shook the excess snow off his shoulders and hat as you watched his breath roll out like a cloud.

“Apparently the Big Cheese is holding up somewhere not far from here, hidden within the mountain,” he said with a low huff, his voice going quiet as a family walked by, their children running around them as they played in the snow. 

 Till’ then we should rent out a nearby cabin, Len said that there is a renting inn nearby.”

You pulled your beanie tighter onto your head as you let out another quiver, the mountain’s thin air starting to get to you. The rat yokai took notice of your sudden chill and unraveled his large coat and then the smaller one he wore under it, his hands gently placing the toasty coat on you. 

“Danny I’m fine-”

“Yes, yes, I know, sugar. But I’m sweating like a hog-”

The look you gave him as you settled the coat on you made him stop in his tracks and an embarrassed look crossed his face and for the first time you actually saw Dan flustered. 

“Uh, I meant..What I meant to say-”

“Ha! Danny actually messed up on a slang. Maybe Leonard will be cheerful for once!” Nova purred as she joined the conversation, Leonard right at her heels as they joined in on the full group. It seemed that the comment struck a nerve in the ogre and he looked down at the feline, a low growl rumbling in his throat.

“Only in your dreams, kitten.”

Woahhhhhhh, where did that come from?

Both you and Danny were in amazement as a dash of red flared against Nova’s face, and it wasn’t from the cold. It was good to see your friend get bashful for once instead of you and you grinned at the sight, taking in the heat and smell from Danny’s jacket. His cologne was trailed with cigarettes and old spice, and the fur that was sewn into the inside rubbed comfortably against your fur. 

Danny placed an apology kiss on your head as Nova and Leonard continued to banter back and forth and you took in the soft texture of his mouth as you sucked in an icy breath.

“Alright you two, we’re burning daylight. Let’s rent a cabin,” you ordered, and you couldn’t help but giggle at the relief that flashed in Nova’s multi-colored eyes as she headed towards one of the wooden signs that showed the option of renting out an isolated cabin, her tail curled against her back. 

“This is gonna be a long weekend.”

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You four were able to rent a two bedroom cabin that was a few miles out and packed your bags into a waiting car that would drive you to the location. Leonard wasn’t the happiest to hear that they could only get two rooms, and commented that he would sleep on the couch, but Nova kept flinging comments that he didn’t want to cuddle with her. 

“We better hope dat’ our room is on the other side of the house,” Danny whispered to you as Nova would turn from her seat from the front to fight back with Leonard. 

“So we don’t hear them?”

Danny shot you a sinister smirk as the arm that was wrapped around you tightened itself. 

“More like they don’t hear us.”

The surprise that surfaced over your face only fueled the rat more as you squirmed in the car seat, the warm air that was blasted throughout the car was no longer nice, but overly steaming. 

The worker checked the cabin for food and cleaning supplies and left instructions if they needed anything. 

The wooden cabin was decorated with lemon and wine, candles and lanterns lit up the shack anda fire crackled in the fireplace. The front door brought you to the living room on the left and the kitchen on the right and the stairs were a few feet away right as you walked in. The only thing upstairs was one of the bedrooms and a door in the kitchen led to the other spare bedroom. After searching you all found that the bathroom was under the stairs. 

“I’m guessing the couple gets the upstairs room?” Nova asked as she took off her coat and placed it on the coat stand by the door. Danny sent the feline a cocky smile as his hand grazed over your lower hip. 

“You betcha.”

 Flustered words came out of your mouth as you moved your bags upstairs, almost tripping your way up to keep Danny’s wandering hands and him also trying to carry your bags.

The only thing upstairs was an open room and an extra bathroom, a large king bed laid up against the wall and furry rugs were enriched onto the wooden floor. Dressers and shelves were dotted around the room and all four of you started to unpack and get yourself settled. You undress yourself down from your layers until you only wear a black long-sleeve shirt with a maroon cardigan and elastic jeans to keep you warm. 

“Ya sure you don’t need help taking off the rest?”

“You know that Nova and Leonard are downstairs, right?”

“They gotta sleep at one point, darling.”

“And so do we!”

You dodged Danny’s hug attack and skipped down the stairs to the sound of light music humming throughout the cabin. A delicious smell had drifted into the air as you made your way to the kitchen and found Nova sitting on the kitchen counter while Leonard was behind the stove, his fingers working on dinner. You barely heard Leonard telling the feline to not get any fur into the food as Danny came up beside you, his body wrapped in grey long-sleeve and work pants. 

The tabby pulled her hair up into a ponytail and continued to read the book in her hands, the cream turtleneck she wore blazed against the fire’s shadow. 

You looked over Leonard’s shoulder and saw the rice, herbs, and sauces that were stirring in the pan while he separated an egg yolk from its whites. 

“So, can all members of the Mud Dogz cook?” You asked as you sat at the island of the kitchen. 

“Mickey is not good at cooking, never ask him to cook for you.”

“Oh come on, it can’t be that bad.”

“Nah, toots, never eat what that eel cooks up. Not after the meatloaf.”

“Oh don’t even remind me of that day! My stomach still doesn’t sit right after that.”

A confused laugh escaped your mouth as the ogre continued to make dinner, Nova handing him ingredients that he needed while flipping through her book. The melody that came from the bluetooth speaker from the living room swayed into the kitchen, and the cozy and friendly atmosphere made you loosened up as the conversation continued on without you, your body heading to the fridge in search of milk. 

The scent of dinner floated around as you dug through the cabinets, Nova moving over when you came around the area she sat. You finally found the hot chocolate packets as Leonard had just finished up the meal, the steam rising from the mixture of rice, vegetables, and potato chips made your stomach growl with hunger. 

You set the ingredients you were gathering aside as you four enjoyed the dinner, the cooked egg and spice made your cheeks spill with warmth. There were a few comments thrown here and there, such as going over the plan and what they were gonna do with the money. Your main concern was just getting the guy, Shia Albright, and he was on the top list of criminals for a reason; you just hoped that you and your friends could handle the polar bear yokai. 

Apparently your concern was noted because a hand under the table was placed over your thigh. 

You looked down and watched as Danny gave your leg a squeeze of reinsurance, his nails digging into the fabric. 

It had been several months dating Danny, and you were surprised that it was the most love and happiness you’ve had in a long while. Even with his open book personality, there was still a lot more to uncover from the rat yokai. It was pleasing to learn from Danny, to give him the chance he had been fighting for since the beginning. He was very open to you, with how he felt, what he wanted to do with you. And of course it made you squeal with exhilaration, but you both kept things slow. You were still a cop, and he was still a thief. 

After dinner, Nova and Danny did the dishes while you started to make the hot chocolate. Your hooves worked carefully to boil the milk and then get out the whipping cream, happy to find that they also bought the chocolate syrup you had placed on the shopping list.

“You are so washing that pot afterwards,” Nova commented, her paws drying themselves on a cloth after placing the dishes in the drying rack. 

“With how good it’ll taste, you’ll be licking the pan clean,” you joked back, pouring the creamy liquid into multiple cups before decorating them with the heavy cream and dark liquid. You found a platter to carry the drinks and you brought them over to the living room, Leonard was in one of the chairs, Danny on the couch, and Nova on the floor. Each of them gave you their own thank you as you let them grab a mug off the tray, leaving it on the floor as you got comfortable next to Danny, your legs curling up to you.

The soft guitar played in the background as snow drifted outside, Nova flipping her nails through her book, Leonard going over the plans notes in his hands, and Danny was holding you tight, one hand held the drink and the other held you. And within the guitar strings and the casual crackle of the fire, the dread that was growing on you was almost unnoticeable. Almost. 

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The summit air was brutal against your fur as you and your group headed up to the hidden factory, your boots making deep imprints in the white ground. 

The plan was simple, you had your laser and taser gun, and once you and Danny found the opportunity to get Shia, you would pounce while Leonard and Nova went after the gold they had been mining for in the factory, a lightness spell to carry it was placed on the bag the ogre carried. 

It almost seemed that it didn’t matter how many coverings you wore, the winter hands reached around into your body and gripped every nerve ending. 

Nova was the only one up ahead, her long legs carrying her easily through the snow as she led up to one of the broken areas of the factory; Leonard had scouted out in the blueprints, the metal and scrap of the building being torn away as if a large animal bit into it. The tabby hopped over one of the uprooted pieces of metal and plummeted into the darkness below and you followed, your feet landing harshly on the metal floor as the boys followed, the only light being seen was a glow stick, the orange glow outlining you and everyone else. 

The feline handed Leonard the light stick as he pulled out the layout of the workshop, his footprints leaving weak imprints of snow on the black floor. You tried to flick a flame between your hooves, but all you got was the snapping echo of the aftermath. Ever since the run-in with your dad a month ago, your powers seemed to bury themselves into your body, where you couldn’t even feel the swirling ball of warmth that usually danced in your veins. It almost made you feel useless in situations like this, when the group needed fire, it just seemed like you weren’t the match for it to light. 

But your feelings were gonna have to wait as you heard the slightest pitter patter against the metal and you pushed your friends up against the wall in a swift move. One of Shia’s guards walked slowly by, his body decked out in warm armor and a gun was strapped against his chest. The male yokai strolled down the hallway, the flicker of his flashlight slowly dying out and the staircase went silent. 

Once the cost was clear, Leonard turned to Danny and handed him a copy of the map.

 “Alright, once you have him, meet up at the F2 tower, he should be in his office,” Leonard ordered, even with being in an isolated area, his breath still collected in front of him.

Danny took the extra map and you eyed it at his side. Shia’s office was up several floors, and you both knew that there would be groups of henchmen on lookout. But, with stealth and silence, you and Danny could make it up there effortlessly. 

“Stay safe you two,” Nova purred quietly and her and the ogre dashed into the shadows, the only sign of them ever being there was the leftover snow from their bodies drifting off. 

You rolled your shoulders as your biceps tensed under the cotton shirt and Danny turned around and handed you the map. 

“Lead the way, toots.”

A grin leveled on your face as you took the map and started the walk up the first flight of stairs, your boots eagerly carrying you up, Danny right at your heels. You ran into your first guard at the third floor, the husky yokai let out a yelp of surprise before your fist came into contact with his snout, and then your knee into stomach, and with one single swipe you had your taser in his chest, a loud thud vibrated against your feet as he made contact with the ground. 

The next flight had you and Danny taking out multiple guys, both of you darting between crates and mining equipment and you took out yokai’s with your taser and Danny took his fair share out with a knocking out technique. 

After minutes of fighting and sneaking around, you both finally made it the top and final floor, the staircase leading straight to Shia’s office. 

The hallway that looped to the office was long and dark, the only sound the mirrored around was the old factory settling to its age. Dastardly was flanking you as your fingers grazed over the metal door, the bitterness of the cold traveled from the metal to the inside of your glove. The door was already unlocked from its handle and you pushed it open, the unholy light that dripped out of the room pooling over you like water. 

You pointed your gun through the doorway and you took in the large office. The room was cold and white fur littered the ground as you continued further in, Danny’s tail curled in dread as you got closer to the large office chair, the end of the laser gun pushing the leather seat to the side. 

No one was there, nothing was there except a half done cigar that sat in an ashtray. Your small brows furrowed in confusion as you placed the gun back in the holster on your thigh as your hands started to dart around his desk. 

“He’s...he’s schedule said that he would be here, if he’s not here, then where is he?” You asked out loud. The office had large windows and Danny peaked his head out to watch the soldiers quickly dart around, his arms crossing in question. 

You searched his drawers and file cabinets for any information, but even if you did find anything, you still wouldn’t have him in chains. 

And then the door slammed shut and the sound of a blockade over it blasted through the cracks. 

“Well dat ain’t good,” Danny grunted and the sound of hushed orders and then a slow, irritable ticking clicked throughout the room. Your ears snapped with the rhythm and then the sound of gunfire was heard in the distance. 

The clicking was getting faster, and with all the yokai’s running away…

“We’ve been had!”

Danny grabbed your hand and raced over to the furthest window on the left, his hand taking hold of your laser pistol and shot through the clear material until the glass shattered into falling pieces, like icicles hanging off the side of a house. There was a torn edge that led over to a large scissor lift and your boots scrapped over the broken glass, the grey outer layer held your stance steady as the beating of the hidden bombs continued. 

“Ladies first!” The rat exclaimed as you both looked at the jump ahead. You sent him a hot glare but got ready and pushed off, one of the blasts from the concealed bombs went off and the heat waved knocked you forward and you landed hard against the platform, the pop in your shoulder caused a grunt to escape your throat. 

You got up and looked up at Danny, whose figure was still against the window frame, the blast of the bomb sooted the side of his body. 

“Alright, your turn!” You screamed up at him and then let out a wail as the scissor lift groaned under you and the metal bars started to creak under the new weight.

The rat took a step back and with a graceful leap he landed right next to you, his hand instantly pulled the level on the side just as the rest of the bombs started to go off one by one. He blocked his body over you as flying debris exploded around you in a ray of black and orange. The impact of the blast knocked both of you over, sending Danny sliding next you and over the side. 

“Danny!”

The hanging platform whined as the weight was shifted over to one side and you scooted over to the ledge, your hand gripping Danny’s wrist before his claws slipped from the ledge. His mass was nothing you were used to, but you were used to him being on your back, not over the side of a dangerous overhang that could collapse any minute. The metal shafting and room was groaning with pain as the pillars and other rooms started to fall apart due to the explosion.

You pulled your other hand around him and stood up, your boosts digging into the black outline of the scissor lift as you brought him back up and before he could thank you the ramp gave way and dropped towards the first level. 

Curse words sprinted out of both of your mouths as you held onto the sides as the platform crashed into the floor, sending you both rolling to the opposite side as the destroyed roof rammed into the scissor lift once it hit the bottom. 

A fit of coughs lashed out of your mouth as the dust swirled around you, the light creaking of broken metal and fire ringing in your ears as your name was called out. 

“Shiki?! Shiki!”

You pushed yourself up and hissed at the small cuts and bruises that were scattered over your body, but you counted your blessings to find no major injuries. The rat’s voice continued to vibrate against the splintered mess.

“Danny?! Are you alright?!” You called to him and then took several steps back as more debris gave way, taking you further away from the wreck and Danny. His voice became muffled and you just had to tell yourself that he was fine, that you needed to meet him and the others at the tower. 

Hateful tears sprang in the corner of your eyes as you made your way through the factory, your legs dodging small piles of flames as you started to recognize the area you were in. Of course this plan had failed, this mob boss knew everything about everyone, and he wanted to make sure that the death of you would be a prime example to not go after him. That only gave you more rage, more strength to go after him as you crawled through a small hole created by shattered mining equipment. 

You reached for the door in front of you until two forms crashed through it, your body flattening itself against the wall as the two balls of fur ripped each other apart. A cat-like yowl came from one of the forms and you recognized the winter outfit that was torn from battle. 

“Nova?!”

The cat then swiped her claws across the wolf yokai’s face that made him let go of her. She pushed herself against the wall and used the hard surface to kick the yokai into one of the multiple holes that lead into the mines, his terrifying howls haunting the rocky surface. 

Nova turned to you with an astonished expression, a cut on her head bleeding a trail down her face.

“Are you okay? Where’s Leonard?”

“We got seperated, but he has the gold. What about Danny? And Shia?”

“This was a setup! They knew we were coming.”

Nova frowned as you both started to look for another way out, her tail whizzing back and forth like a strip of rope. 

“This wasn’t a setup, another revival gang showed up. Apparently that dumb polar bear thought that he would make his hideout into a trap so he can get rid of them.”

It felt wrong but joy pulsed through your body as you found a torn apart wall that led outside, the light snowfall was now a blizzarding storm. If Shia was fighting against a rival group, then he didn’t know that an officer was here, and you could still get the jump on him. 

The feline started to proceed over to the watchtower F2 but you grabbed her hand and tugged on it. 

“We can still get Shia! He’ll be so distracted that he won’t see us coming!”

Nova’s eyes flashed down to you and then over to the tower, her left ear flicking with concentration along with her tongue licking off the excess blood from the corner of her mouth. 

“Alright, if we can find him under ten minutes.”

You led in the opposite direction and towards one of the gaping holes of the mines, the echoes of gunfire and battle cries filled your ears like music.    

The snowstorm was slowly getting worse, the petals now turned into sharp splinters as your vision started to get covered with white. The crunch under your combat boots was barely heard and you could barely feel the metal pathway that was under you, your covered hands holding onto the side as a large gust of wind tried to push you over. The bellow’s of the yokai’s started to get louder and with one flick of your thin ear, you were spinning around to push Nova out of the way from a hidden attacker. 

“Look out!”

The female snow leopard leapt onto you, her claws shredding out of her gloves and into your coat and a low hiss growed out of her white throat. Your hooves wacked into her nose as you pressed yourself further into the railing and with the yokai’s extra burden of weight the rusted pipes gave way and folded over, taking you and the henchmen with you. 

“Shiki!” Nova called for you but it was barely heard as you and the snow leopard rolled through the snow and down the slope, away from the factory and the watchtower. Even with the smooth snow to impact your tumble, the frozen floor underneath still stabbed itself into you as you both came to a sliding halt. 

Your body was freezing now, the cold hands of winter grasping over your form and it took all your strength to raise yourself up. Far from the factory, you and the female snow leopard had landed over a frozen lake, ice holding your weight easily as the war around you continued. Not far from the lake were several military vans and henchmen shooting bullets and arrows at two hidden figures behind separate crates.  

“Danny! Leonard!”

The two yokai turned at the sound of their names and spotted you. Leonard had a few cuts scrapped over his body and his shirt was torn while Danny was covered in more soot than before and his hat was gone, but both seemed relatively fine. When the rat caught sight of you, a gust of comfort filled his hollow lungs to see that you were still breathing. His hand planted against the crate he was behind to get up but he instantly lunged back down when more ammo was shot at him. 

You made a step towards him but a blur of chalk pounced for you out from nothingness, her claws tearing up the ice surface like nails against a chalkboard. You dodged a swipe from her and then a kick with your hands, your hands going for the laser pistol from your thigh but the flexible feline broke it out of your grip, the weapon skating over the frozen water.

Jeez! Is every cat yokai like this? 

She drove you further into the middle of the lake, your boots having trouble keeping friction over the slippery exterior while the snow leopard didn’t wear any form of shoe except for her pants connecting with the middle of her paws, but it kept her upright as she continued to chase you. 

Nova, if you can hear me right now, know that you and I are having a fighting session once this all over! 

The woman jumped for you and you swiftly moved to the side, and with one kick of your foot it sent the leopard back to the bank of the lake, her face going straight into a pile of snow near the battle Danny and Leonard were in. You couldn’t help but smirk at the small victory, but a pair of azure eyes poked from the heap of white, fury marking the snow leopard’s face as she looked around. 

Near her was a minecart filled of pickaxes and safety hats and her paws swaddled one of the weapons, a wicked smile on her face as she neared the lake once again and with one hit she stabbed the axe into the frozen glass and millions of broken cracks surfaced and the watery hell took you down. 

“SHIKI!” 

Danny was on his feet as you disappeared into dark liquid, the clumps of ice drifted around the spot you had fallen into. Leonard was by his side now and as the rat started to race towards the lake, the ogre tackled him and rolled them both behind a tree as the polar bear’s henchmen started to make their way closer. 

“Are you crazy?! You can’t survive that temperature! You’ll also die before you get there!”

“Get off of me you bloody yuck! She will drown!”

Before Danny was going to elbow his friend right in the jaw, a pair of legs jogged right past them and they glanced up to see Nova racing towards the half-ruined lake, her arms quickly working off her two layers of coats and her cream turtleneck until her grey thermal showed. She then hopped over the snow leopard yokai and took the pickaxe from her grey paws, her momentum slamming the ax into the shattered ice until a large enough hole was created and the Mountain Fishing cat jumped in without another thought. 

“What is wrong with these girls?!” Leonard exclaimed as he let Danny go and knocked out a guy who came too close, his fingers taking control of the rifle the henchmen had in his talons. 

Danny could hardly hear the leader as he searched over the lake, trying to find your figure drifting in the cold liquid. 

He had never felt fear like this, as if he was the one drowning instead of you. He ignored the ongoing dogfight around him as every second that ticked by felt like lifetimes. With how shattered the pool of water was, the rat yokai saw how strong and recentless the current was underneath, the tide pushing up against anything it could get its grasp on. Including you. 

And then him and Leonard saw it. It was barely visible but a white paw came crashing out of the ice on the other side of the lake, the enlarged nails broke into the ice like an anchor and created long marks as the creature heaved itself out. 

Danny felt his friend next to him lose his breath as Nova broke the surface, water droplets falling down her hair and fur as she pulled herself out of the water, and in her arms was a waterlogged you, steam rolling off both of you as your friend dragged you out. 

 The men didn’t have to have sonic hearing to hear the feline’s grunts as she dragged you over to the shore, Nova’s paws working on your chest as she performed CPR. 

Danny’s body hurdled into action as he stole the gun out of Leonard’s hands and shot at the criminals crowding them, his dead-eye like aim taking out over four before he started to haul ass over to you and Nova, not even giving Leonard a heads up as the black-haired stared dumbfounded at the rat before joining the retreat. 

You couldn’t hear anything, you couldn’t taste or see anything, all you felt was the cold. It violated you and suffocated you as you felt the water slush around in your lungs. And then the pressure, something or someone was placing pressure on your filled lungs to the point your chest couldn’t take it anymore and you perked up, your head turning over to vomit up the lake water you had swallowed. 

You could barely open your eyes as you tried to take in your surroundings, but it was so cold, why was it so cold?

“Shiki! Shiki are you alright?!”

A bubbly groan came out of your waterlogged throat and you thought to yourself that you would never drink water again and that you hated winter. Your head was exposed to the elements and you realize that your beanie was gone. 

Your dark eyes were able to open to peer up, the flakes of snow coating your eyelashes. Nova was soaked leaning over you, her fur drooped with the soggy water and her whiskers started to become white. But another figure was coming into your vision and as you tried to warn your friend, all that came out was a backbreaking shiver. 

The cat then let out a cry as she was grabbed and tossed to the only unbroken part of the lake and all you could do was watch in horror as the snow leopard started to attack your friend, nothing protecting Nova except her thin thermal shirt and her own wits. 

Nov...Nova,” you shivered out and your hand reached up as the evil leopard took a hold of Nova’s neck and slammed her into the ice, the fragile solid breaking under her. Hands were wrapped around you now and your freezing hand went for your taser but the familiar and tender scent of Danny wafted your senses. 

“Dann...Danny?”

“I’m here, sweetheart, I’m here.”

“No..Nova needs..”

“Leonard has it handled, we need to get ya outta here.”

The yokai lifted you up easily, the crisp drops of water that fell from your clothes barely made it to the ground as they froze. Even with your head making contact with the rat’s soft fur, it was almost nothing against your frozen skin and stiff fur. 

As your boyfriend carried you deeper into the woods, you turned your head and spotted Leonard and Nova not far behind, the bitter color of crimson dripped from Nova’s claws and Leonard’s hands. 

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You all four made it back to the cabin in one piece and Nova was quick on getting her boots off and looking over at you. 

“Danny, I need you to go and take off her clothes.”

“I’m sorry? What?”

“Because if she sits in those wet clothes she’ll get hypothermia! And then she can die! So take her upstairs and get her undressed and in a new pair of clothes!”

You could tell Nova was panicking, when her voice rose over and past a joking manner you knew she was nervous and you could hear her dive into the kitchen and started to search. You wanted to argue that you were fine, but you found no power behind your muscles and all you could do was give a little cry of pain as your body was pounded with the cold. 

When Danny made it up to your room he sat you on the bathroom floor and started to derope you. His fingers scrambled over the black coat, and then the green overcoat, the maroon cardigan and then your black sweater was all off. You were cold to the touch and your brown fur was dyed to a darker oak. Even with the cold layers off of you your body reacted violently against it and your arms wrapped around yourself. Danny felt his heart shatter like the lake that consumed you and placed a small kiss on the top of your head, as if he was afraid you would break with just one touch. 

You had to help him take off the two layers of pants you wore until you laid almost nude in front of him and the harsh flush of warmth crossed your face, but it just made you feel a lot more sicker. The rat saw the temperature in your face change and he got up and to your dresser, not one flash of emotion came across his face as he headed a new outfit for you. 

“You got this, call if ya need me,” he whispered silently to you and then left the bathroom and leaned against the wall next to you. 

You couldn’t but try to roll your eyes as you tried to ease your bra off. Even in a life or death situation he was still going to be a gentleman towards you. It was hard though, the cold undergarment clinged into you like glue and it took you several minutes to even get both of them off. You threw the wet clothes aside and placed the ones Danny had handed you and the cotton grey long-sleeve and black leggings under sweatpants were on after drying yourself off. 

You could still feel the sickness trying to settle on you and a sneeze blew out of your face. 

“Gesundheit.”

“You..you speak german?”

“And french, if you’re catching my drift.”

A laugh curled out of your throat but it came out in a fit of coughs. From the restroom you heard Nova call for Danny and his light footsteps drifted away from the room and down the stairs. 

Nova and Leonard were in new clothes and the only evidence of Nova falling into the lake was the dampness in her fur and the silent shiver that drove through her body every few minutes. 

“Okay, keep her warm and under blankets. No placing her in hot water either.”

“Rag-a-muffin, why are ya telling me this?”

“Leonard is coming with me to find elderberries, it will help make a beverage that will make her feel better and push away any case of fever. But you need to bring her temperature up.”

“And how am I supposed to do dat’?”

“You’re her boyfriend, figure it out.” The feline joked and slammed the front door. 

Danny, for the first time in his life, felt an awkward hotness in his stomach as he headed up the stairs to find you curled up in the bed, the vicious shakes that erupted under the sheets made your boyfriend worry, and then Nova’s words came in mind. 

The snowfall had slowed down to a gentle delay and the cabin was sprinkled with the light sugar. Danny started the fireplace that was settled in your room, his calloused hands throwing the pieces of firewood into the hungry flame.

His frame floated over to your trembling form and joined you under the blankets, his hands wrapping around you and you instantly curled into his chest, your hooves digging into his back as you tried to absorb every ounce of warmth he had to offer. A rough chuckle vibrated against your head and you buried yourself into his exposed chest fur. Danny placed a soft kiss on your head, and then your cheeks, and then the tip of your snout, and he waved his hand under your chin to look up at him and he kissed you. 

The contact from his lips sent a jolt of fire into your throat and you took in the kiss with every pint of strength you had left. But when his body jostled to where he was hovering over you, one hand holding himself up next to your head and the other holding your head up to meet his, you realized the eagerness behind each kiss and release. 

His body was over you now, his legs tangled with yours as you sunk further into the mattress, his fingers playing with the tufts of fur behind your head as you felt your heart rate pick up rapid speed.  Your hooves held onto his back as he continued to tease you with each feverish kiss, with each touch over your curves and muscle. And as he peppered kisses up your jawline and near your ear, a growl full of R’s rolled into your eardrum.

You instantly had to close your legs as your very core was rocked and you no longer felt cold as heat traced itself throughout your body. He had never growled to you before, especially rolling his R’s like that. This man always had something under his sleeve, but at this moment, you couldn’t think straight, as if every peck of his mouth and the hands that advanced over you made you braindead. The keenness in his movements as his snout started to make its way down your neck created a moan out of your mouth, your voice raspy and needy. 

Another hust growl went against your throat and you shivered, and your heart bounced in your ribcage when you realized that it wasn’t from the cold, and that this male was going to heat you up like a oven. His hands were slowly riding up your shirt, his nails tenderly digging into your fur and his thumb doing slow and taunting circles under your chest. 

He was teasing you and you squirmed under his hold, but a feather-like moan popped out of your mouth as his teeth grazed your throat and shoulder.

“Danny,” you breathed out and you felt the mammal over you tense up and he stopped, a savage-like look in his eyes as he took in the shameless sight of you. The redness was peaking out of your fur and your chest heaved with pressure and he took a large notice with how your legs were crossed. 

“Say it, doll.”

You knew what he wanted you to say, you knew exactly what he wanted you to do. 

“Please.”

He was on you like a cat on a mouse, his large build practically swallowing you whole as he took full control. The rat was a sucker for you, almost like a kid in a candy store, wanting to have every single bite. He effortlessly started to mark you as his, the small little squeals that started to rise into the house made his blood pump and you were pushing up against him now, chestnut fur flushed against oak fur as you both tried to get closer to each other. His hands were fully under your shirt now and your neck was covered in small little black spots, all perfectly lined up as the rim of his mouth went for the hollow of your throat and your spine bending to give him full access to your body. 

You honestly didn’t care if Leonard and Nova came back early, the heat that rushed through you like water through a pipe was almost too much to bear and you felt himself bump up against you and a heartful gasp came out. 

Oh gosh he was too much for you, the senses he spiked within your body was a remedy you never thought you needed. 

His warm hands felt good against your chest and you groaned into his mouth, his own vocals sending a growl in return. You were sweating now as you escaped to get a breath of air and you could feel the hot pants from Danny as he left more love marks on you, much lower than your neck. You had to bite your lip to keep yourself quiet and your tail wiggled with ecstasy as his hands spread your legs apart so he could get closer, his large mitts now explored your back and your rump. 

You both were burning under the blanket and the fire felt like nothing against your heated fur, you felt like you could be rubbing up against the sun for all you know. 

Danny had you pressed against the headboard now, and every vibration from your thighs or your arms when he touched you made him want you more, he desired you more. The hunger and ache he had for you was beyond unbearable and having you to himself without work or anyone getting in the way was paradise. 

The bruises under your skin ached but Danny’s hands were gentle over the purple areas and he was gentle with you and... The emotion that roared in your heart was stabbing you, pinching at your lungs as you continued to kiss Danny, his tongue sneaking its way into your mouth and you gladly accepted it. And between the kisses and the cries of pleasure that was spilling out both your mouths, you let out the holy words that he had wanted to hear from you since the day you started dating.

“I love you, Dan.”

The male rat stopped in his tracks and looked down at you, surprise spinning in his eyes as he looked down at you and you swore you saw his eyes flash with heartache. You were so out his league, he would always believe that you were better off without him. You wouldn’t have to worry about your job, you wouldn’t have to stress over the idea of being caught with him, but you stayed with him, you cared for him, and now you loved him.

His hand caressed your cheek and you were practically putty in his hands as he said against your mouth. 

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

And he told you that over and over as he undressed you once again.

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The next morning was hard to wake up too. You woke up the burning glint of the sun over the snow and you went to roll over but you were held as if prisoner. Strong arms were around you and soft snoring was brushed up against your back. Flashes of last night danced through your head and the heat between your legs started to flicker again. You unraveled yourself from his hold and placed his forgotten long-sleeve shirt over yourself and your sweatpants and headed downstairs. 

It was quiet in the lodge and there was no sign of Leonard on the couch, you walked over to Nova’s door and the shocked gasp couldn’t stop itself as you saw the ogre curled up with the feline, her body rolled up in a ball next to his sleeping figure. 

You could only imagine the awkwardness once one of them woke up and you tiptoed back to the kitchen to find a wine-colored drink on the counter with a note. 

“Dear Shiki, drink this once you wake up, but by how the cabin was shaking and how you were hollering like you were dying, I’m guessing you might not need this ;). Love, Nova”

Humiliation rolled in your stomach as you took a few sips of the drink, your fist pounding against your chest once you realized that it was an alcoholic beverage. You would give anything to just have a cup of coffee. 

You headed back upstairs and for a split second, you remembered why you were truly here. Shia had gotten away, and even though it was a successful heist, it was a failure of a bounty hunt. You felt shame hit you as you failed your mission to get the polar bear. But once you made it up the stairs and saw Danny laying in the spot you had been sleeping in and his hand hanging off the side of the bed as if going after you, waiting for you. 

It might’ve been a failure of a job, but you won something today, you won him. 

And as you opened up the blankets and let his arms once again entrap you, you felt like the only thing you failed at was not telling him sooner.

[munofsilver]

Stuck In Between

A Gaa/Lee fanfic. SFW and no trigger warning. This will be a multi chapter fic for @gaalee-bingo.  This chapter is base of the prompt on bounce card 1 Rain. Each chapter will be it’s own prompt. You can read it here on Ao3. Summary: Lee, a human, while trying to escape his "prison," gets lost in the forest due to the heavy rainfall, so he takes shelter in a cave. This is no ordinary cave, for one thing, a tanuki named Gaara lives there. In this chapter Gaara and Lee met. 

Very late into the night, a young man is running for his life in the dark forest. The only light is the lantern given to him by his friend when she helped him escape. With him is a knife given to him by his other friend. His clothes are ripped and dirty, but Lee didn’t care. He also didn’t care that his clothes didn’t fit or his shoes pinched. All he cared about was getting far away from his prison.

Sadly the light from the lantern isn’t that bright, and he can’t seem to remember any marking. It doesn’t help that poor Lee can only see a few feet in front of him, and he keeps looking back to make sure no one is following him. Things are getting worse because it is now starting to rain very hard.  

“I need to get out of the rain,” Lee ensures himself.

Right now, he’s sitting under a tree to keep the rain off of him. Not wanting to be in the open, and his clothes aren’t good for keeping warm, Lee looks desperately to find shelter. Scanning the area the best he can, Lee does see something. Not far from him, near a beautiful large lake, is a cave. The looks of it a nice huge cave that even if they come for him in there, Lee can still hide until they leave.

With sore feet and the pouring rain coming down on his head Lee runs towards the cave. Luckily he didn’t fall or slip on anything. Right now, poor Lee needs all the luck he can get and then some. Once in the cave, Lee takes off his shoes and rubs his feet. Then he takes off his clothes and rings them out. He puts them back on. Still wet, but better than before.

Lee decides to rest a bit before finding the meet-up point, where he is sure his friends are waiting for him. Right now, he is sure they are wondering where he is. Lee knows they will wait for him all day if need be. They both know Lee will show up; if not then, Lee doesn’t want to think about that. He doesn’t want to go back to that horrible life.

Lee closes his eyes for a bit and sighs. As soon as the rain stops, Lee will leave this cave, which seems to be the new plan. The next thing Lee knew, it was morning. He woke up to find a small fire near him and a blanket wrap around him.

“You looked cold,” a voice comes from somewhere in the cave.

Lee doesn’t recognize the voice or know where it is even coming from. He jumps up and trips on the blanket wrapped around him. He wiggles out of it and stands up, placing his hand on his knife tied around at his hip. “Who…. Who’s there?” He asked, backing away towards the cave opening.

He turns around to find the cave opening is closing. Lee is about to freak the heck out. “Don’t worry, it does that when the border is opening. You should hide,” the voice calls out this time, it sounds like it’s coming from the back of the cave.

Lee can see the back of the cave. Based on what he saw outside, this cave should be huge and deep. The wall next to his opens up like a door. He spins around to see it and takes a few steps backward.

“You will be safe there. Hurry up now,” the voice is closer, but Lee still sees nothing.

Soon he is pushed through the hole, and it closes behind him. Scared beyond belief, Lee starts to try to get the wall to open again while yelling, “Open up! Let me out, please!”

Nothing happens, and after a while, Lee stops and leans his head against the wall, wondering what to do. The wall opened again, causing Lee to fall and rollover. He lands in front of a pair of feet. No, not feet paws, like raccoon paws. Looking up, Lee sees what looks like a human but doesn’t look like one. The person standing in front of him has black claws for hands, a tail, raccoon looking ears poking out of his blood-red hair, no eyebrows or pupils in his seafoam eyes with black rings around them, and pale skin. This half person is wearing a loosely tied maroon yukata exposing part of his chest and a black haori.

He holds out his clawed hand towards Lee to help him to his feet. Lee didn’t take his hand but wasn’t rude about it. He stands on his own and bows. “Thank you,” he said before he raised his head.

The creature brings back his hand, “No need for that. My name Gaara by the way,” his ears flick as he looks outside, “It seems the rain is not going to stop anytime soon. You can stay if you want. I guess,” Gaara shrugs.

Lee looks and sees the cave opening is indeed back, and it’s still pouring. Lee sighs; it seems the best thing to do is stay here, but will he be safe with this Gaara? Lee glances at Gaara then back outside. He does this a few times, thinking if he should stay or go. Almost as if Gaara could read Lee’s mind, he takes a step bad.

“You can leave if you want up to you. By the way, you are acting. I’m guessing you have never seen a tanuki before,” Gaara calmly says.  

Lee was taken back, but how calm Gaara sounded, “I thought that tanukis look more animal-like,” Lee shyly says.

Gaara sighs in annoyance, “All tanukis have an animal form you are talking about and a human one. This is my human form,” Gaara raises his arms and turns around like he was showing off an outfit.

Gaara’s ears flick again, and he looks outside, “It seems the rain is not going away for at least a few days a week at the most. The forest spirit loves the rain spirit. They can only see each other when he brings the rain,” Gaara faces Lee again, “When he does come, he likes to stay with his love. Like I said before, you are free to leave if you want.”

Gaara walks over to the fire and tosses a few more logs onto it. Lee watches the heavy rainfall. If he goes back into that, he will get lost and soaking wet like last night. Thinking about how wet his clothes were when he first entered the cave. Now his clothes are dry, wait when did that happen? These aren’t the clothes he had on before. Then Lee noticed his clothes were hanging up to dry near the fire. That’s not all; he’s wearing the same thing Gaara is. This time instead of his clothes being too big, they are too small.

It’s easy to tell that Gaara is shorter than Lee. Deciding to stay for now. Lee sits by the fire across from Gaara. The tanuki looks up and seems surprised a bit, “You want to stay?”

“I won’t get far with this rain,” Lee answered.

“I could help with that. I can get you an umbrella,” Gaara answered back.

“I will need my clothes back,” Lee points over to his hanging clothes.

“I think your clothes are dry now,” Gaara gets up to check on them.

“It seems like you want to get rid of me,” Lee looks hurt; he doesn’t like the idea of being unwanted.

Gaara only shrugs, “Makes no difference to me,” he sits back down by the fire, “They are dry now.”

Lee gets dressed in his original clothes. If he had a choice, he liked the other set better. They were small only because of how tall Lee is. “Sorry, if you didn’t like the clothes, those are the only ones I can make,” Gaara looks over his shoulder, glancing at Lee before turning his attention back at the fire.

Lee holding the clothes he was wearing, “You make your own clothes?”

“Not really, I just transformed some leaves,” Gaara shrugs.

The clothes are now gone, and Lee is holding two leaves, one was a brown color. He drops the leaves. Stepping around them so he won’t step on them, Lee takes one more look outside. Nothing has changed. Lee doesn’t know why he thought it would, wishful thinking maybe. It looks like his friends will have to wait a little longer. Lee just hopes they aren’t out stuck in the rain.

“I take it you are staying,” Gaara now poking at the fire.

“At least until the rain stops,” Lee answer sitting across from Gaara once again.

Gaara only nods his head. Something smelled good to Lee. It’s making his mouth water and his belly growl. Something that the tanuki had noticed, “Hungry?”

Lee’s head shot up. With a little blush of embarrassment, he slowly nods his head, “I’m starving.”

“When was the last time you ate?” Gaara turned over some fish he was cooking over the fire.

“Yesterday morning,” Lee whispers.

Gaara was able to pick it up with his big ears. He glances at him as he hears Lee’s stomach growl a second time. Adding more fish on the fire Gaara also adds some leeks with them.

“Do you usually only eat one meal a day? From what I understand, a person eats three.”

Lee looks at the fish and leeks cooking. He can’t wait to eat some. That is if Gaara will let him. Lee won’t take anything unless offered. He takes in the scent, and it brings him back to the camping trips he would take with his father. Lee wished he could go back to those days. Gaara’s question brings Lee back.

“Humans are supposed to have three meals a day. Some are unable to. For me, a meal or two a day is normal now,” Lee answered.

“You will be fine with only one meal today?” Gaara seems confused.

Most humans he sees have more weight to them than Lee. The young human sitting across from him is tall and has very little body fat.  Gaara doesn’t truly understand all the human ways. Lee is the first human he has seen in ten years. They rarely come here, and when they do, it’s usually with another yokai. No one has looked as weak as Lee did. Maybe weak is not the right thing to say. Healthier looking would be better.

Lee thinks to himself. He never really ever had three meals a day. Every day before he goes hunting, Gai would make a huge breakfast that would keep Lee full until dinner time. Then have a big dinner full of meat. Mostly whatever Lee brought home from hunting or fishing. A question came to Lee.

“Forgive me for asking a question instead of answering yours. Where did you get the fish and leeks?”

Gaara smiles, “Answer my question, then I’ll answer yours.”  

Lee smiles in return. “Fair enough. Eating when I can is my usual when it comes to food in general, is my new normal. Before it was two big meals a day,” Lee regrets saying the last part.

“Interesting. As for the food, I grew the leeks in my garden in the back of the cave. There is a lake outside full of fish,” Gaara now has two plates and is placing the fully cooked food on them.

Lee has more questions, but they can wait until he’s done eating. Right now, Gaara has placed a plate full of food, and Lee doesn’t want to wait or beg for it. The food tasted as good as it smells. Lee eats like a wild animal, or that he hasn’t eaten in days. Did Lee lie to Gaara? Not that it matters. The thing is Gaara doesn’t like it when others lie to him.

[pain-somnia]

halloweenanigans

Pairing(s)/Characters: SasoObi, ShiItaIzu, implied future SasuSaku, Ino, Kiba, and Naruto Rating: T Disclaimer Day’s Notes: written for the fabulous, oh-so-amazing, and extremely wonderful @thatshipcat to celebrate their birthday-week! This fic is set in the same modern au setting as Konoha TV Cryptid and can be seen as a sort of prequel. Here is a Halloween fic that I hope you all find funny and sweet.

AO3

Halloweenanigans

Sighing to himself, Sasori wiped off the makeup that had taken him a great deal of effort to apply. The painstakingly applied makeup had given him the appearance of one of the glassy eyed ventriloquist dummies from an old horror movie.

When he had first decided on his costume for Halloween he had expected to be dragged to parties by his boyfriend━parties he knew he would get bored of, but he could easily persuade Obito to duck out early.

What he hadn’t expected was to be stuck on babysitting duty.

Sasori was aware that his makeup was unnerving and would freak children out. If he had known that he would be around children at any point on Halloween he would have reconsidered his costume for the night.

If he had known.

Opening the door to the apartment, Sasori had expected to see his boyfriend not a gaggle of children. What soon followed was a high pitched shriek and then a swift kick to the shin from a blonde eight year old that came to the defense of her friend with peculiar hair coloring.

The same eight year old was sitting on one of his bar stools and swinging her little legs as she waited patiently for him and his supplies.

“So you just want whiskers?” Sasori asked her, setting up his multi-tiered makeup box.

“Please,” she pleaded bashfully, averting her gaze. She had apologized earlier for the attack and wouldn’t look him in the eye out of shame.

“Are you sure, Ino? He can make you a real snout.” Obito was currently reattaching one of the multiple tails to another blond brat’s costume. “He’s really good at it.”

“How did you get stuck on babysitting duty, again?”

“Stuck? I volunteered!”

“Of course you did,” Sasori muttered looking around his neat living room. At the moment Obito’s cousin and the tiny girl with rose gold hair were sitting calmly on his couch but the brown haired kid dressed like a dog was fidgeting as he looked around the room.

He better not break anything...

Looking down at Ino’s cat ears, Sasori took out a pot of gel eye liner and instructed the girl to close her eyes and tilt her chin up. There was a glimmer in her eyes when she saw the makeup kit and she sat still as a statue and did as asked.

“Can I get glitter too?” Ino asked━shame tossed completely out the window━as soon as Sasori was done lining her eyes to make them more cat like. The pale blue of her irises really worked with the cat costume.

Dusting the area around her eyes with more white face paint to give the texture of fur, he considered the placement of glitter on her faux cat markings. “Sure.”

Ino had barely slid off the barstool when the puppy kid had braced his hands on the seat of it and in one fluid motion, jumped up and seated himself.

“Can you make it look like I have a giant scar going across my face?”

“That’s not part of the theme, Kiba!” Ino stomped her foot, hands on her hips.

“Naruto has like nine tails on him and no one has said anything about that!”

The two of them began to bicker, but Sasori was sure he heard Obito’s cousin mutter “I definitely did.”

Getting through the makeup for all of the kids, it wasn’t hard to notice the animal theme the kids went for. Or in the smallest child’s case, a yokai. Obito had even joined them and had the adult version of his cousin’s wolf costume.

Using his skills as a makeup artist was at least more amusing than watching a bunch of grad students give themselves alcohol poisoning.

“A heads up would have been nice.”

“Aww,” Obito threw an arm around Sasori’s shoulders, “you can always go as Little Red. Ow!”

Leaving him with the kids in the living room, Sasori headed back to his bedroom. He was sure that he had a kid friendly costume in his closet.

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Sasori narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend. Obito would sneak peeks at him as they walked, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards.

“Not a word,” Sasori hissed, the cat ears on his head twitching in sync with his right eye.

Unfortunately for him, he didn’t have anything that would have been quick to put together and the fox boy and puppy kid were already complaining about how the sun had set. He changed into some easy to move in street clothes and grabbed his brainwave cat ears.

Trick or treating wasn’t that bad, mostly a lot of walking. Whether it was the promise of candy or refusal to show any exhaustion, the primary school kids dragged him and Obito across several blocks.

“Isn’t this the cousin that hates candy?” Sasori asked, watching the little wolf throw something from his bag at the fox kid’s face.

“Sasuke? Yeah. He’ll probably end up giving most of that candy to Sakura.” Obito unwrapped a lollipop and stuck it in his mouth. “Usually he gives his candy to Itachi because no one gives it out to teenagers anymore but he’s pissed off at him right now.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, I volunteered to take him, Kiba, and Naruto trick or treating because Itachi decided he wanted to go out with his friends this year.”

“And the bunny and cat?”

“Sakura goes where Sasuke goes and Ino goes where Sakura goes.”

And as if on cue, there was Sasuke offering a marshmallow treat to the bunny girl, right before Ino knocked him out of her way by bumping him with her hip and offering Sakura a chocolate bar from her own bag. Ino hooked her arm with Sakura’s and they skipped to the next house.

“She’s not going to make his life easy,” Obito snickered. The smile slid off of his face when the man at the next house pulled the bowl of candy away from Sasuke. “What the hell?”

“The kid is pretty tall for his age. He probably thinks that he’s a teen—and there he goes.”

Ino and Sakura came running back to him as they watched Obito give the older man a piece of his mind.

“Should we stop him?” Sakura asked him, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket.

“Obito’s fine.”

“Oh, not him.” Ino pointed in a different direction, a smile spreading across her face.

Sasori cocked his head to the side and observed the scene in front of them. Sasuke was now pinching the bridge of his nose in embarrassment. Obito was too busy arguing with the owner of the house to notice that Naruto had grabbed the giant jack o’ lantern from the front yard until it was too late.

He lifted it over his head and with more strength than Sasori would expect from a ten year old, Naruto threw it, smashing it against the garage door. Kiba let out a battle cry and copied his action with another pumpkin.

“Hey!” The house owner shouted. “I’m calling the cops, you brats.”

“Ha! You think that scares me?” Kiba mocked him as Obito scooped him up over his shoulder. “My mom is a cop.”

Sasori wrapped his arms around Ino and Sakura’s waists and lifted them up, carrying them under his arms as he followed Obito across the street and around the corner. The girls shrieked and giggled the whole way.

“Can I get a slushie?” Ino clasped her hands behind her back and batted her eyelashes up at Sasori. She nudged Sakura with her elbow and the girl mirrored her actions.

“You have enough sugar. You can get water.”

They found a convenience store to use the restroom and to find some supplies to fix Naruto’s costume again. He kept smacking everyone with his tails and Sasuke grew fed up with it and ripped the tails off.

“We’ll share the slushie,” Ino insisted.

Sasori crossed his arms in front of his chest, not falling for the cutesy act. “If I’m paying, you get water. If you want a slushie, you buy it.”

“Ugh, fine.” Ino pulled out a smartphone from her hoodie pocket and pulled out a credit card from the card pocket attached to the case.

What the hell? Sasori shook his head. He didn’t want to meet the parent that gave a ten year old an iPhone, let alone a credit card. He watched as Ino dragged Sakura behind an aisle and then immediately turned back, blue eyes wide.

“What happened?” Sasori demanded.

“N-nothing.” Both girls cheeks were flushed red.

I swear to God if it’s a flasher…

Sasori turned the corner around the aisle and stopped dead in his tracks. “Oh, you’ve gotta be kidding me. Oi!”

Obito’s other younger cousin blinked at him, pulling away from a brown haired girl and a curly haired boy that had his arms wrapped around his waist from behind.

“Really? At a 7-Eleven?” Sasori scrunched his face up in disgust. “Love yourself. Have some class.”

“Wait,” Itachi’s eyes widened in recognition, “if you’re here—“

“This is the prior engagement you had?” Obito snickered, his head poking out from over the shelves of chips. “If you wanted to go on a date, you could have just said so.”

Sasori snorted and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “I wouldn’t call this a date. Making out in front of the slushie machine, really? So classy.”

“Brings back memories huh, Sasori?” Sasori rubbed his brow with his index finger and thumb. “He gets hangry when he’s high. You guys don’t have the munchies do you?”

The three teenagers looked from Obito and then back down to Sasori━seriously, what was with the Uchiha family and being so tall?━eyes wide and stammering. Itachi blinked owlishly from behind his glasses but then looked around.

“You’re not high right now, are you Obito? You have my brother with you! You do have him with you, right?”

Obito blew a raspberry and then ducked down. There was a growling sound and a protest and then Sasuke was lifted up in the air above the shelves. “See? All in one piece.”

“Can you put me down now?”

“Aww, don’t you want to see your brother?” Obito asked, setting him back down.

“No, he’s a traitor,” Sasuke’s voice carried down the aisle as he stomped away.

Itachi at least had the decency to hang his head in defeat. Sasori rolled his eyes and went looking for his charges for the night. Ino was loud but she and Sakura were a lot easier to deal with than Kiba and Naruto. Speaking of, the two of them had been quiet for a while now…

There was a loud popping sound and then a pair of cackles. There was the sound of liquid splashing everywhere and one of the shop employees started shouting.

No. Nope, not dealing with that. Sasori turned in the opposite direction of the noise and grabbed Sakura and Ino’s hands. Sasuke jogged alongside them, following them right out of the store.

“Hey!” Ino whined. “I didn’t get my slushie!”

“That was Naruto wasn’t it?” Sakura asked, grabbing onto Sasuke’s hand to make sure he went around the corner with them as Sasori dragged them as far from the 7-Eleven as possible.

“The idiot said there wasn’t enough tricks happening tonight.”

“I’m choking him with his own tails later,” Sakura growled.

Well, alright then. Sasori did a double take, shocked that the threat had come from the child that had been the most quiet the whole night. The baby of the group is a lot darker than previously believed to be.

“We left Obito behind,” Sasuke informed him.

“Every man for himself.” Sasori chose not to remind him that he had also left behind his friends and his older brother.

He probably didn’t really care about his older brother and his “cousins” at the moment. Sasori was going to have to ask Obito how they were all related again. He knew that he and Sasuke were definitely related because Obito was a little more doting than was healthy and even had a collection of baby photos.

They were probably going to have to have a discussion about that as well if the relationship was going to go any further than the four months they already dated.

The ten year old smirked up at him, “you know what, you’re okay. I approve.”

“I wasn’t looking for your approval.” Sasuke simply shrugged.

“You got it anyway.”

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Sasori made himself busy folding candy wrappers into different shapes for Sakura’s entertainment. She was clearly the only kid of the group worth wasting time on—Obito’s favoritism towards his baby cousin ignored of course.

He had only been in her presence for a few hours but it was obvious the little beauty queen had Obito’s cousin and Naruto wrapped around her little finger. It was something he had to respect just a bit.

“Okay, kiddos,” Obito addressed them all cheerily. “Where to next?”

“Don’t they have a curfew?”

“Nope!” Ino popped a bubble. Somehow all of the candy with gum ended up in her possession. “We’re all sleeping over at Sasuke’s.”

“What!?” Naruto shrieked. “Since when is Ino staying over?”

“Since Sakura asked.” Ino tossed her ponytail over her shoulder haughtily, fists balled at her hips.

“You got a problem, Naruto?” Sakura shook her little fist in his direction and the boy cowered, throwing his hands over his head.

“No, not at all.”

“God, you’re whipped,” Kiba snickered. His words though were directed to Sasuke who was sitting on the curb a little away from the rest of them.

“Shut up, Kiba.” Ino rolled her eyes. “There’s no such thing as being whipped.”

Kiba blew a raspberry at her. “It’s the whole reason we have an animal theme this year. ‘Cause someone gets cold easily and someone else went along with it.”

Oh. Sasori observed the way Sasuke’s ears turned a shade of red. His eyes shifted to Sakura who definitely was wearing the warmest costume, being the fluffy bunny and all.

“So how long are we going to be stuck with the kids?” Sasori asked Obito over the squawking of the children. As...cute...as they were, time with them was dragging on and he had plans for the way he wanted the night to end. “Kind of wanted to do some...things later.”

“Oh, really?” Obito gave him a cheeky grin. Wrapping an arm around his shoulders, he pulled Sasori closer, leaning in to—

“There are children present.” Sasori palmed Obito’s face and pushed him away.

“You’re just being a tease,” Obito whined. “Not like they would even notice.”

It was true. The kids weren’t even paying attention to them. The five of them were in their own little world, crowding Ino’s smartphone. Naruto lunged for the phone, exclaiming about something, but was pushed back by the other kids.

Sasori still couldn’t believe the stuff the brat had done in only a few hours. Bless his mother. Sasori could only imagine how difficult it was to deal with him 365 days of the year.

“This night has turned me off of kids.”

Obito scoffed and rolled his eyes. “You don’t mean that.”

“No, I’m serious. These kids are walking advertisements for birth control.”

Obito exhaled a laugh through his nose. “Love the kid, but I’m pretty sure Sasuke wasn’t planned.”

“Well, fortunately we won’t have that problem in the future. Can’t accidentally adopt a kid.”

Obito cradled his chin with his hand, his elbow propped on his knee. “Oh, we won’t will we?”

“Wipe that smirk off of your face.” Sasori pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. He would have to deal with that cocky grin later. “I’ve tolerated you for four months already, who’s to say I won’t tolerate you for longer.”

“Tolerating me is what you’ve been doing, huh?” Obito snickered. “I feel so loved.”

“Oh, shut up.” This time Sasori only rolled his eyes as Obito wrapped an arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer.

At times it could be overwhelming, the intensity that Obito loved. It was a completely new experience and although it was nerve wracking the first few weeks of their courtship, the two had settled into an easy rhythm. It took Obito a week to leave his bed after their first night; Sasori should have taken that as a sign of how things would turn out for them.

“If you’re done flirting,” Ino approached them, features cooled into a business like appearance, “we want to go to the haunted house.”

“What? You haven’t committed enough minor criminal acts for one night?” Sasori eyed the shrimpy blond kid. “Vandalism and theft not enough, we have to add breaking and entering?”

“Hey! I bought those mints and that cola.” Naruto’s face scrunched up into an ugly pout before it finally dawned on him what Sasori had said. “There’s a real haunted house!?”

“Okay, down boy.” Ino grabbed Naruto by the scruff of his neck and kept him from tackling the adults in his excitement. “We’re not going to some abandoned house, we’re going much more commercial here. There’s a haunted house set up nearby that we technically can’t go to unless we have adults with us.”

“That doesn’t sound reassuring.”

“Sounds fun!” Obito stood up, pulling Sasori up with him. “Where is it?”

“Can I talk to you for a sec?” Sasori tugged on Obito’s hand until they were a far enough distance from the kids that they could speak in private while still keeping an eye on them. “Obito it’s late. We should be taking them back to your aunt’s house and then we should be going back to my apartment.”

“Come on,” Obito pleaded, “it will be fun! And it will be the last thing we do tonight with the kids. Besides, I’m sure that they’ll probably chicken out before we even go inside.”

“Last thing?”

“Yep!”

“And then we go home?”

“And we can do whatever you want.” Obito winked. “Come on. It will be quick and then we’ll be home before you know it.”

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.

Obito was avoiding looking at him. Whenever they caught each other’s eyes he would grin sheepishly and rub the back of his neck and then go back to looking at the bars of the holding cell.

“Home before we know it, huh?” Sasori hissed from his seat on the bench. The cell was extremely full, but one look from him and the previous occupant had vacated the seat.

Obito wasn’t as lucky and was forced to stand in a corner. He used his position to keep an eye on the kids whom were sitting on a bench at the opposite side of the room.

“Let’s be fair. I’m not the reason we had the cops called on us.”

“But I’m not the reason we were in that stupid haunted house in the first place!” Sasori ran his hands down his face and sighed. He would gladly take idiot grad students and their keg stands right now.

The haunted house had been a stupid idea. It wasn’t as terrifying as Sasori had expected, but then again a group of ten year olds and one nine year old were probably going to be more afraid than he was considering he was used to more horrifying special effects and makeup. It came with his job.

The screaming he could handle. The hand holding wasn’t so bad. Sasori had spent most of the night holding hands with the little girls anyway. It was when a little hand had disappeared from his grasp that he had began to panic.

Sakura had screamed a moment later and Sasori found her being carried away by one of the performers. Which was how he and Obito now found themselves in a holding cell at the police station.

“What are you laughing at?” Sasori snapped. Obito had broken out into a peal of laughter. He pointed somewhere beyond where Sasori could see even standing up. “Really? I’m like a foot shorter than you, I can’t see shit.”

“Itachi and company are being brought in right now. I wonder what they did.”

“Okay, that’s kind of funny. What could your dorky cousin have done?”

“Oh, I can’t wait to see Uncle Fugaku’s face.” Obito continued to laugh. “It will make sitting here overnight worth it.”

“What? We’re not staying overnight.”

“Well, he’ll probably let you go but he’ll definitely keep me here as punishment for dragging Sasuke around past his bedtime and getting him caught up in this.” Sasori must have let his confusion slip on his face because Obito laughed even harder than earlier before finally explaining. “My uncle is the police captain.”

“Jesus Christ,” Sasori exhaled. “Is there any family member of yours I won’t be seeing tonight?”

“Hey, this would be a good chance to introduce you to him!”

“Obito. I’m not telling your uncle we’re dating while I’m sitting in a holding cell at his precinct.”

“It would be such a funny memory to tell our kids one day though,” Obito joked.

“I wasn’t kidding about those brats turning me off from having kids one day.” Sasori pinched the bridge of his nose. “Besides, it’s way too soon to even think about that.”

“You’ve tolerated me this long,” Obito mocked him using his words from earlier that night, “I’m sure we’ll get to that point some day.”

“Only if your family doesn’t put me into an early grave,” Sasori muttered.

“At least they’re not boring, right?”

Sasori would give him that. He hadn’t had a moment to rest the whole night, let alone a moment to relax enough to get bored. It didn’t mean he wanted a repeat though.

“Next Halloween, we’re staying in and watching movies.”

[eagesoldartblog]

SO GUESS WHO CANT WRITE ON WEEKENDS APPARENTLY? DIS CHICK- 

Tomorrow I will be trying to combine and post Tear-stained and Scars, but for todays Whumptober its gonna be

Don't Move + Adrenaline 

Tempo has always been filled with monsters. Cryptids, ghouls, the paranormal, spooky scary skeletons, whatever anyone liked to call them, but everyone was aware of the population hiding just out of sight. 

Mimics, ghosts, personified and “hoax”. If you can name them, they were most likely a permanent residence in Tempo.

The train slows to a stop. Several passengers moving out without a second glance. Disappearing into the endless night.

Interacting with the community of monsters was especially dangerous. But when things go right, the rewards can be endless.

Grabbing his suitcase, and a plate of some kind, he stands and waits for the next stop. Taking deep, terrified breaths as the ding of each stop passed by.

His stop resounded like church bells, the kind you hear when a funeral is underway. He didn’t stay on the train, swallowing back his panic and fear, he reminds himself of why. 

He steps off. Into the cold, lonely night.

Sometimes people go to them for money.

He debates on leaving his suitcase close by. Pondering the thought of something demanding more than he could offer. But his target is already in sight. 

For immortality.

He swallows his breath, staring down the long street, illuminated by a single, lone lamppost. Standing nine feet and with a light so bright it was unreal. 

For luck.

The plate in his hand has gone cold. One could only pray that it’ll accept his offering regardless. The closer his steps dared, the louder his heart beat. 

The sounds amplify, spiking his adrenaline, but despite all of that, he keeps steady. The sound of footsteps was only it’s illusion, he reminded himself.

Some go for protection.

He stands before the lamppost, his heart in his ears and his lungs tight. Every part of his wishing that someone else was here, someone who can grab his hand and tell him it’s okay. They’ll be safe. 

He abandoned the suitcase a few steps back, and now he held the plate of cooked peppers in hand. The spicy scent had wafted and mixed with the air. 

The lamppost seemed to be breathing. He sets it down on the foot of the lamppost, looking up at its growing flame with uncertainty. 

Three beats of silence follow, and when it became noticeable that it wasn’t going to shift. 

“My name is Arthur Yukino- Kingsmen. My wife is in danger of a Yokai from Japan, if you find it in your nature to protect others, may I ask for your support in defending her.” He says, voice shaky and wavering, adding on a small please for good measure.

The sound of footsteps increase, doubling. Arthur has to resist jerking his head to the side to be sure no one was rushing him. 

Instead, a much different noise intermingled with the increasing pounding of his heart. 

Arthur finally turns, whipping his head back and meeting the seven eyed gaze of a large multi-legged creature staring directly at him.

Eyes widening, the bound in his heart shot into the rest of him. His muscles and limbs shaking at the sheer size of whatever was staring at him. The beast moved a lot faster than Arthur expected. Just a few steps and it’s halfway up the building wall and halfway to him. Large hooks for teeth gnashes threateningly. And yet his body wouldn’t move.

Arthurs heart hammers against his chest. Just run. You made your sacrifice- if it works it works if not then-

In a swoop, he’s blind. Everything he was just vaguely able to see was snatched out of view. And seconds later it was intensely apparent his legs and arms were squeezed together, twisted and folded against his chest like he was shoved into a cellar. An intense heat filling his lungs and surrounding him in a bone crushing hug. 

Skull pounding, Arthur blinks twice, the ring in his ears barely blocking out the hiss and crescendoing scream. 

It blasts through his head, making his head throb, Arthur ducks his head into his shoulders, praying that somehow it’ll help. It’ll work even just a bit. 

It didn’t. 

Despite his arm being pinned to his side, through tears, Arthur wrangles and twists his arms out of its hold, ignoring the burn across the bone to sneak palms against ears. All of his efforts barely blocking out the hiss and the fwaps. Something closer to flapping wings. 

His vision returns. The pounding returned, exceptionally louder than before. 

Was he sitting on bars..? Where was he?! Its far too similar to that of a cage..! Arthur blinks and focus’s his sight. 

Black. Or grey. It’s.... mesh...? Just barely see through, Arthur doesn’t even try to think of it past the fact that it’s far too close. Is he in a bag..? When did he-

”Stop, moving.”

Flinching, Arthur freezes, joints locking up. All at once did the burn of his muscles and the sweat trickling down his scalp return full force. But none of that matters. Not with the very real sensation of the mesh blackness expanding and deflating against his skin. 

Breathing.

Arthurs own breath picks up, hitching on his throat as the warmth was noticeably wet. Slick and slimy and fleshy.

In the belly of the beast. He would have laughed, if the thought of being eaten wasn’t any more horrifying.

But who was he to ignore his captors wishes...? Maybe this was the last time he'd see the light of day. Did he tell Vivi he loved her before he went-? Did he-

His thoughts halt like a freight train as a large hand shoots through the sticky and breathing membrane. Nearly shrieking, Arthur kicks his leg out. But instead of kicking away the hand like he liked a resounding drung rumbles through his body- and the body he was is yelps with pain. Almost enough to have the hand retract. 

The stark white on black didn’t vanish like he hoped it would. Instead there was an object in palm, shining and glimmering brilliantly.

A golden heart, with shines of a multitude of colors- almost oily in its sheen. The cryptid releases the heart and instead of falling it zips over and blasts into his chest. Amplifying both heartbeats.

Arthur screams. 

The heat is unbearable. His mind lost to terror. Memories twisting and fading into a mangled heap of-

“Ack-!” Arthur shrieks, all the constraints release, and Arthur falls past the inky barrier with no resistance. Collapsing face and chest first into cold, rock hard concrete. 

Shaky hands can hardly grasp reality before Arthurs forcing his head up, gasping like he was dunked underwater. Forcing his head up, Arthur is met with a long area of concrete, a gravel mixture- and then nothing else but the deep dark sky,

Peppered with pinpricks of stars.

”Mr. Yukino- Kingsmen,” The same voice as before rang, accompanied by even more pounding- beating, Arthur whips his head back quickly, twisting his spine in a way that makes his back ache and pulls several muscles in his shoulders. 

Towering over him, is a man larger than Arthur could ever imagine. With a skull for a face and a feathery cloak, blowing up with the wind, but revealing none of him. 

”I accept your request, I will gladly protect your wife, and you from threats that surround you. I swear.”

[shellarious]

Discoveries by tFantasyFan:  Don and Raph sit down to watch Star Wars while Mikey discovers he has more in common with Leo than he thought. Includes tackling, glomping, learning something new about your brother and vinyl- all in all, a typical night.

No Need For Toasters by Serendipity1:  Donatello lays down the law about the treatment of toasters in this household. Quite forcibly.

Viand by hummerhouse:  Something has wandered too close to the lair and the brothers investigate. It doesn't take long for them to wish they'd stayed home.

And Justice For All by SuperKat:  Fifteen years later, you’d think things would be different. But, as Donnie pointed out, the collective mind is not so easily swayed.

The Debt by Flynne:  Donatello is trapped, Michelangelo can't free him, and the enemy is closing in. But unbeknownst to the turtles, someone has been watching out for them.

Turtle Soup by Goblin Cat KC:  Shredder kept threatening. Finally he catches one of them.

JabberDonny by Cynlee:  Donny oneshot! Turtle tot Don faces a terrible monster in order to save his father.

Protecting Them His Way by babygirl127:  Don will do anything he thinks is necessary to make sure he is always ready to protect his family

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....TCEST AND HIGH RATED FICS BELOW THIS POINT....

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Deterioration by hummerhouse:  Agent John Bishop needs a new body very quickly. Without Baxter Stockman to create it for him, there is only one other place he can turn. (M, Leo/Don)

Confessional by Damgel: He rode into town on Thursday; all quiet and dark with eyes blistering like the noonday hour and just as golden. The sun dipped toward the edge of the mountains, casting a lengthy shadow of grasping fingers across the dry landscape, and Donatello stood still, watching him ride by. A stranger in these parts wasn't rare, but his kind was. With a six shooter at his hip, a rifle in the saddle, and a fair sized scar across the side of his beak, proving he had earned his place in this God forsaken west, he was a desperado if he ever did see one. Gunfights, religious views, emotional turmoil, blood, hard living, tragedy and death, and Wild West Turtles. (E, Raph/Don)

Bondage by Skandron:  When a village is attacked, a slave is pulled into a whole new world of intrigue, politics and the arms of the one who saved him. (M, Raph/Don)

Bonsai by crabapplered:  It's a soft kind of joy to watch Don read. The slow turn of pages is like carp swimming, the sigh of Don's breathing a summer breeze. Leo finds himself wanting to keep Don like this always. (E, Leo/Don)

Lost Among the Bell Flowers by Sundayeeys: Michelangelo had never been known to stay in one place for very long. Taverns and street corners were his hearth and home, because roots can't take hold if you just keep moving, and why would anyone want to sink into the ground so deep that you got stuck? They were smart words to live by, and had done a good job of keeping him happy enough. At least until the day he was invited to the sprawling estate of the Hamato Clan, and his entire life was turned upside down. (M, Leo/Mikey, Raph/Don)

TMNT and the Legendary Creatures by hummerhouse:  A 100 Theme Challenge multi-part series. The turtles go toe to toe with legends and myths when a plague of yokai is unleashed upon the city. (M, OT4)

Knock Off by PrincessFreak:  Basically Raph's internal monologue as he thinks about his growing attraction to Donnie. (M, Raph/Don)

Past to Present by crabapplered: Years after his mysterious disappearance, Donatello has been returned to his brothers. Leonardo can't quite believe it, has to prove it to himself with sound. Smell. Touch. (E, OT4)

Defying Augury by LucyToo:  Don's hurt, Raph's not that bright, and Hamlet is mentioned more than once. (T, Raph/Don preslash)

House Calls by hummerhouse:  A trifecta of tales showcasing the relationship between two turtle brothers. (E, Raph/Don)

The Pain Game by hummerhouse:  Michelangelo has a secret that he's apparently been keeping from himself. (E, Mikey/Raph)

Raphael/Donatello Mating Drabbles by Plastron:  Drabbles depicting moments in Raphael and Donatello's relationship as mates. (E, Raph/Don)

Full Throttle by Dorkjitsu:  Raph's obsession with his bike gets...exploited. In all the good ways. (E, Raph/Don)

Lola by crabapplered:  There are no girl turtles, but that's okay. Mikey is willing to improvise. (Don/Mikey, implied OT4)

Snapshots of Time XII by hummerhouse:  Momentary glimpses of life, captured and placed into an album. (T, OT4)

TMNT 2003 Fic Rec

A list of some of my favorite fics and writers, in no particular order. Yes, I am aware my favoritism is showing. 

Double Vision - Princess Tyler Briefs -  Leo likes to think he understands his family, but some things simply don’t make sense, even to him.

In Another’s Shoes - Splinter -  Mike’s the leader? Raph’s the engineer? Don’s the rebel? Leo’s the goof off? What was Splinter thinking? He’s thinking he needs some comic relief at his sons’ expense. Besides, it’s all in the name of learning. 

Maybe Just the End - nightwalker3 -  It’s Donatello and Leonardo trapped in an elevator at the end of the world. Or maybe just the end of New York; it’s hard to tell with the lights out.

Desperate Measures - Superkat -  Donatello spoke angrily under two circumstances: major setbacks to his projects or prolonged periods of intense work without rest. They were guessing the latter this time…

Encounters - hummerhouse -  You can’t live in a city of over 8 million people without interacting with a few of them.

And Call Me in the Morning - slipstream - It’s not like Don is doing this for fun, he reminds himself as the olive-skinned turtle makes up four fresh syringes and starts measuring out doses. He’s his doctor and his brother, he only has Mikey’s best interest at—He blinks, eyes suddenly fixed on the band of cloth fixed tight to Don’s upper thigh. “Dude, what’s wrong with your leg?”

Question - Meg720 -  Don’s obsessed.

Genius At Work - nightwalker3 -  Donnie’s the smart one, but sometimes he misses the obvious.

Without Wings - Princess Tyler Briefs -  If you asked him later, or even if you’d had a chance at the time, Donatello would have been unable to tell you what he was thinking. Pre-Exodus.

Turtles Gone Wild! - Ryan Phelan -  Bishop deploys a hidden camera in the lair to spy on the turtles, and gets a lot more than he bargained for!

The Rebellion of 3024 - Kay the Cricketed -  It’s just another day with Mikey, his action figures, and an epic battle on the field of his bedroom floor. Except… usually Leo isn’t there.

What Dreams May Come - Princess Tyler Briefs -  Raph confronts Don as to why he didn’t tell them what was going on when he was ill, and learns more about his younger brother than he ever wanted to. Post-Good Genes

Don’s Secret - hummerhouse -  Sharing an emotional burden usually brings relief, but sometimes it’s a cause for more fear.

Problem Solving - Goblin Cat KC -  The theft of Donatello’s old math books brings past hurts to light, as Donatello discovers that the thief is Leonardo.

We Are the Klunk - PlainSimpleGarak -  A look at life in the turtle’s lair and an adventure gone wrong, told from the point of view of Klunk, Michelangelo’s cat. Inspired by Terry Bain’s novel: We Are the Cat.

EVP - HamsterMasterSamster -  In parapsychology, ‘Electronic Voice Phenomena’ (or EVP) is a term used to describe the voices of ghosts captured on audio recording devices.

Flicker - RenaRoo -  Donatello has been sick for a long time, much longer than he would ever admit. His family just hopes they can help him before his light flickers out.

Versatility - hummerhouse -  The Turtle’s attempts to destroy a drug ring take them out of the city and into a situation they might not be ready for.

Bragging Rights - Cynlee -  Jun is going to prove he is the best Foot, even if it KILLS him. He will bring back the head of Donatello and show them all!

Dinosaurs, PTSD, and Museum Visiting Hours - nightwalker3 -  Donnie never did get to see the dinosaur display.

Waking Up - Flynne -  A 2k3 “Same as it Never Was” what-if story. Michelangelo, Leonardo, and Raphael died in the assault on the Shredder’s stronghold. But what if they hadn’t?

Making the Grade - Splinter -  How can young Donatello make Splinter understand that he knows just about everything? It’s gonna take awhile.

Appliance - dontgiveahoot -  Who repairs the repairer? Who heals the healer? Donatello decides to press on with his workload regardless, with the aid of plenty of coffee and aspirin. After all, it can’t be that bad…

The Virtues of Knocking - calliopechild -  Raph is treated to an evening of learning.

Rainy Day Friends - Goblin Cat KC -  Usagi comes to Leonardo for help as he is targeted by an unknown enemy.

Consequentialism - hummerhouse -  Agent John Bishop has acquired a new piece of alien technology. It would be a boon to his cause, if only he could get it to work right.

If you made it through this list, I encourage you to check out other things these authors have written; I’ve taken up enough scroll time already, but all of them have other great fics to peruse. If you have recommendations of your own, feel free to add to this list! Any and all 2003 fics welcome!

[exactlydangerouscupcake]

Blog Post 11

Manga can be easily described as Japanese comic books, and that is pretty much what they are with some other differences. A few of those differences is the way manga are read, Manga is meant to be read like you are read a traditional book backwards, because it follows how the Japanese reading style - which is right to left. While there are manga that reads from left to right the probability of coming across one of those kinds of manga is rather low. Also, that most of the manga comics are not in color. While color is used on the covers and spines the manga is normally in black and white. One manga I would like to talk about is a manga called Monomoke Restaurant, The reason why I want to talk about this manga is because of how they included the concepts of both Moe and Yokai. The Japanese word Moe, pronounced as Mo-Eh, is a word used to refer a strong affection towards something or someone primarily a female character from an anime, manga, video games, and other forms of media. A primary sign most “Moe Characters” have in common is that they have a pretty large head in comparison to the torso and limbs and that they have large stylized eyes. So in other words, the word Moe is used to described a character or object as cute. The way that Monomoke Restaurant uses the Moe style is that they apply it to characters who are a part of the primary cast of characters, and this is further amplifies when some of the background characters are Yokais. Yokai is a word that describes a group of monsters that originated from superstitions, like describing the noises of your house settling being caused by little creatures doing it just to mess with people. As time went on and technology advances people find the real reasons behind those superstitions the Yokai became less and less important and are only saved from being completely forgotten thanks to multi-media creators turning them into Pokémon-like creatures. One of the more recognizable Yokai is the Kasa-Obake, a broken umbrella  that gained a soul after one hundred years along with a single eye ball, two arms, some times a mouth with a long tongue, and one leg that acts as the stick you hold the umbrella with. The Kasa-Obake is one of the Yokai that are relatively harmless, only scaring people and licking them just for fun. While there are some Yokai that are harmless, there are just as much if not more Yokai that are very dangerous like the Shinigami who are ghosts of people who died from war, illness, and suicide and try to bring people to meet their end. While no dangerous Yokai appear in the manga Monomoke Restaurant, the more harmless Yokai can be seen in the manga as background characters that in habits this world and are designed to not scare people off whether they are young or old.

[astarrymusenight]

Raiden hadn’t gotten much sleep that night, or even the night prior; a powerful fit of insomnia had given him a fitful night and swimming thoughts. The night before was no better, but he at least had gotten an hour or so of sleep... Now that he had thought of it, did he get any sleep the other night, either? He groaned, running his hands over his eyes. If he wasn’t so tired, he’d go out and try to fight out his frustrations with some random yokai. 

To try and get his mind off of things, he had tried playing a few different games; Kingdom Hearts, Wind Waker, Animal Crossing... Though in each one he had accomplished an awful lot of nothing, as he wound up wandering about aimlessly. After rolling around in bed for what seemed like an eternity, he eventually picked up his 3DS and booted up Crystal. 

It was unlikely he’d make any progress there either, but he hoped it would at least keep his mind off of things for a little while. He shifted around until he could get comfortable, lying flat on his back with his 3DS held over his head. He squinted into the bright light, not really thinking to turn the desk light beside his bed on. He was horribly exhausted after all...

Although as he started to make his way for Elite Four, the Ittangomen soon realized that playing this game would not get his thoughts off of things. He had his Espeon in the first slot--the on that he had allowed Gwynneth to name for him. Frowning loudly he suddenly snapped his 3DS shut and almost threw it onto his night stand, rolling over onto his stomach. If his bed sheets hadn’t been in complete disarray before, they were about to be nearly ripped off the bed now, as he started to thrash his tail about in frustration.

He wasn’t angry at Gwynnyth--not by any stretch of the word! But he was frustrated all the same, because he simply could not get his mind off of her. Her smile, her laugh, the way she got worked up over things she thought were cute...! Her cheers, her dancing, the conversations they’d have--gosh, everything about her! She was a perfect bundle of adorable, and despite the fact that they had become decent friends over the past few months, Raiden couldn’t wrack up the courage to ask her out! He bit into his pillow, tugging on either corner. He had the guts to approach an S-Rank yokai and boldly fight them, but when it came to an adorable D-Rank yokai he saw as a friend, he couldn’t even start!

In a fit of anger, he had pulled his tail into a very tight knot, a small strike of pain flying up his cloth body. Grunting he sat up and tried to loosen it up even as his thoughts only grew in proportion. She probably wasn’t at all interested in dating him, anyway. He was a fine friend he liked to think, but he probably wasn’t all that great a boyfriend. Did he really believe that, though? His thumbs slipped off the knot, and he huffed loudly.

Maybe he shouldn’t ask, anyway. She always had those petty, shallow yokai pining after her just for how cute she was--it had to be even worse around Valentine’s day! He threw his tail down on the bed when that thought came to mind--Today was Valentine’s day, wasn’t it! He grit his teeth and started to work on his tail again, bitterly resigning himself to that thought. Though at this point electricity was crackling inside of him, burning intensely like a bright fire. His face was hot, his fingers were burning, and he couldn’t make any headway with this stupid knot!

The Ittangomen swore loudly, jumping out of bed and flinging his door open. It was then that he had realized that it was morning, as the smell of Sandon’s breakfast wafted through the air, and gentle morning light was spilling in through the windows. His curtains were always good at blocking out the light, and he hardly took a second to look at the time.

His attention was snapped to the end of the hall, where Sandon was gently creeping down. His brow was creased in worry, looking to Raiden with deep concern.

“Are you alright?” he inquired, 

“No!” Raiden snapped sharply. He closed his eyes and hissed through his teeth when he realized the others must still be asleep, “I’m not.” 

“I suppose that’s... A foolish question to ask.” the Sunao sighed, having noticed the knot in the other’s tail.

Raiden brushed past Sandon into the livingroom, plopping himself down on the couch with a loud huff. He jumped when he felt Sandon’s hand on his arm, shooting a glare at the other before eventually calming down. He folded his arms against his chest, curling up his tail as the tip flicked this way and that.

“Got a lot on your mind?” the Sunao continued, now sitting at the other end of the couch, “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but you know I’m always willing to listen to your woes.” he gave a gentle smile.

Raiden didn’t reply verbally, but he did at least give a short nod. Honestly, this whole thing just left him feeling embarrassed! Even more so, since he couldn’t even talk about it! He rested his head back against the couch, staring at the ceiling. 

“Would you like me to try and undo this knot?” Sandon eventually offered. When Raiden nodded again the Sunao picked up the Ittangomen’s tail, his sandy fingers gentle but firm as they worked at the frayed fabric.

The two sat in silence for a while, though Sandon couldn’t make any progress with the knot, either. He didn’t say anything however, and simply continued to try to at least loosen the thing up. Sitting back up now, Raiden watched as the other worked.

“Hey,” he spoke up, “D’ya think I should make somethin’ for Gwynny?” his voice was soft, and his face was so hot just for asking, “You know... For Valentine’s day.”

Sandon smiled and looked up, “Yes, I think that would be nice.”

“But would it be weird? We’re not dating!” he huffed a little, “I mean, Christmas is one thing, but this is Valentine’s day!”

“Hm,” the Sunao pondered it, placing a hand to his chin, “No, I don’t think so,” he continued working on the knot, “You know I make treats for my friends every year.”

Raiden thought about that, remembering the little multi-colored hearts that Sandon would give out at the end of every Valentine’s day. The Ittangomen would usually nick a few pieces while they were still being made--Sandon’s chocolates were always so delicious! And with that in mind, he did see that the other had purchased a good bit of chocolate to melt down the other day.

“If you would like,” Sandon spoke up again with a sweet smile, “You could help me today. Then you can take some chocolate to Gwynneth when we’re done.” despite his calm tone, his growing smile showed that he was a little excited by the idea.

Pondering the offer, Raiden cracked a smile, “Sure. Yeah, I’ll help!” 

Sandon couldn’t help but clap his hands together gently, “That’s wonderful, thank you.” he glanced back down to the knot, folding his hands together, “I’m sorry Raiden, I’m not quite strong enough to get that untied... Perhaps you should ask Manzano, he’s very good with knots.”

The Ittangomen grunted softly. He didn’t much like asking others for help, especially someone like Manzano who would no doubt poke fun at him for doing this to himself. But Sandon did have a point. The Akaname was always pulling knots out of his own hair, “Sure, whatever.” he replied.

“Well, let’s get you some breakast, and then we’ll get started.” Sandon chimed, leading Raiden into the kitchen. It wouldn’t be long before the entire house was filled with the scent of chocolate.

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Hit Me with Your Best Shot

A Nova and Shiki short

Hey yall! I'm back with a little short of just @greaser-wolf and I's ocs Nova and Shiki! This one is set after the No One Does It Like You Do fanfic and also is based off the sparring drawing wolf drew!! Hope you guys enjoy!!

⚠️WARNING⚠️: There is usage of adult language and also mention of blood and abuse, viewer discretion is advised.

Word Bank: Rhubarb- An argument or fight 

Shiki looked down at her phone at the address Nova had texted her. After the boar yokai healed from the mountain mission, the cop asked the feline if she would be down to spare. And with Nova being the competitive and boastful yokai she is, accepted the offer. 

Shiki knew what she was getting into, if she lost Nova would rub it in her face for weeks on end, but the cop was a little rusty when it came to cats and if her and the Mud Dogz were going to keep running into cat like yokai, she needed to be prepared. 

As the brown furred yokai went towards the front door, two figures started to head towards her. 

“No way,” she whispered to herself as she finally made out the two yokai that decided to show up. 

“What are you guys doing here?”

Dastardly Danny was practically dragging the ogre next to him as he caught up with his girlfriend. 

“Did ya really think we would miss this rhubarb? Not a chance!” The rat exclaimed as he brushed back the few tufts of hair on his head. Both of the men wore more casual outfits than their usual gang outfits so they could blend in with the crowd. 

Shiki was a little excited to have the boys here after all the battles and adventures they had gone through, the cop never recalled Danny ever seeing her spare one-on-one with someone, and maybe with the guys being there than her and Nova will give all they got into the fight. 

“You sure you want to be here?” Shiki asked as she opened the door and looked over at Leonard, who’s tired eyes and messy hair in a bun indicated that he was forcefully dragged to this. 

“I really don’t believe I have a choice.”

As Shiki asked for Nova at the front desk, the rat yokai leaned in and said something about the feline in question and the ogre just rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. 

 The gym worker led them to one of the large rooms that could be rented out for dance or sparring practice; the rooms had a glass barrier around it so yokai’s could watch from the outside without getting hurt. 

The tabby was sitting on one of the mountain's piles of folding mats, her claws scrolling through her phone as she drank from her water container. She wore a long grey thermal and workout shorts, sweat barely dripping down her face and her hair stuck to her back in its ponytail. The worker that led the three knocked on the door and the feline walked over to unlock it, a poised smile on her mouth.

“Well, not only do I get a sparring partner, but she also brought cheerleaders as well! This must be my lucky day!” Nova laughed out as she let her three friends in and waved at the worker. 

“You would just love to see us in skirts, wouldn’t you?” Leonard asked and Nova stuck her tongue out at him with a wink.

“Well of course.”

Nova placed her phone and drink over in one of the corners of the room and then strolled over to her friend, her multi-colored eyes scanning over the boar’s workout outfit. 

“Do you expect to bleed today, Munchkin?” Nova asked as her eyes landed on Shiki’s handaged wrapped hands. 

“Didn’t the police academy teach you how to fight cats?”  

The tabby flashed her fangs in a bright smile as she turned tail and over to one of the mats, her feet barely pressing into the soft floor. 

“It taught us how to fight almost all different kinds of yokai, I’m just a little rusty in the feline department.”

“More like I don’t want to get my hooves dirty.”

Nova tightened her hair tie and pushed the bangs out of her eyes as she stretched her long arms up towards the ceiling. She then turned to the guys. 

“Well, the cheerleaders can’t be this close to the players,” she chuckled out and then pointed to the row of seats that were outside of the room. 

“Alright, boss.”

 The two members of the Mud Dogz walked out of the room and sat up against the cold, metal bleachers, the only sound coming from the room was the vibration of the speakers that popped out Nova’s songs. 

“Okay, I believe that the most important thing you must know about a cat is their flexibility, most small and nimble cats are flexible, except for lions and such,” Nova started as she sat down and reached for her toes while Shiki popped a few of her tight joints.

“How flexible are you?”

It almost seemed like the cat was waiting for her friend to ask that because stretched out onto her hands and did a handstand and then split her legs away from each other, all while giving a cocky smile. 

“As flexible as you want me to be.”

In the stands Danny had to elbow his friend in the stomach who seemed to have cottonmouth. 

“Would ya like me to get ya a drink? Ya looking kind of parch.”

“Oh shut up I saw you staring at Shiki’s ass on the way in.”

The tabby then did a front flip to land on her feet, her arms now crossed behind her back as she looked over at the stacks of soft mats. 

“Most cats will use height to their advantage, to jump off of or use the hard surface to bring more power. So, that’s what I’ll be using,” she explained and then took a fighting stance.

“Alright, Shiki, got any questions?”

“I’ll ask along the way.”

“Then hit me with your best shot.”

The boar yokai grinned under her fist as she charged, her fist flying towards the feline’s stomach but the tabby dodged quickly, her hands not even coming up to protect herself. Shiki frowned and then lifted her leg to roundhouse kick her but the feline ducked down and then used her own leg to trip over Shiki, who hit the ground with a thud. 

Nova leaned down to look at her, her brown curls creating waves at the end of Shiki’s vision. 

“Your moves are predictable, if you’re fighting a criminal then they’ll know what moves you’ll try to pull since you’re a cop.”

Shiki responded with a grunt as she got herself up and they both took their fighting stance once more, this time Nova was the one to take the first step forward. She turned left and then a hard right at the last second, her paws digging Shiki’s arm as she came up to block.

"Cats will use their claws when they can," Nova grunted as Shiki's strength started to take over her arm.

"So, you'll need to protect yourself whenever they attack."

"Okay, how do I do that?"

Nova took her hands off of the boar’s arm and had the cop grab her by the wrists. 

“You can usually see a cat about to attack with their claws when their claws come out and they’ll look for a perfect angle to attack, so grab them before they can do that.”

With Shiki’s grip on Nova’s wrists she then flipped her off her feet and then onto the ground, a forceful bust of air coming out of her white chest as the cop smiled. 

Shiki helped the mountain cat up and they took a fighting stance once more, the fire boar edging closer to Nova until she had enough room to attack, her bandaged fist raising up to hit Nova in her freckled cheek. But the feline held the fist with her white paws and bounced off the momentum of Shiki’s power and strength, and with her tongue sticking out she flipped over the cop, her own power pushing Shiki to the ground. 

“Jeez, Nova, you know the force could use someone like you.”

“Yes I’m sure they would love someone who’s been in their jail cell to have access to their private information,” Nova cooed and swayed from side to side. 

“I’m barely breaking a sweat, Shiki! I said hit me with your best shot!” The cat challenged and Shiki raised her eyebrow in irritation, but she lifted herself up and went rogue from her usually fighting techniques. 

The tinge of shock that danced over Nova’s eyes was pleasing to see as Shiki swung an underhook into her side, the cat barely dodging it before the fire boar went in for another hit, hitting her knuckles deep into Nova’s thigh. 

A hiss parted between Nova’s teeth and she backed away, her strong legs leaping on top a five stacked mattress and then higher and higher onto the stack of long pillows. Shiki watched closely as Nova rubbed her thumb over the spot that was hit. 

“I’m guessing that you take the legs down, you take the whole cat down?” The officer asked, confidence and arrogance leaking throughout her tone. 

The feline laughed at her comment as she stood up. 

“Their legs are their backup plan, if things aren’t working out for them, they can at least jump out of the situation.”

The mountain cat then jumped from one of the hanging poles and landed on one of the smaller pile of mats and then leapt towards Shiki, the female dodging the attack and Nova rolled to a complete stop next to her, her hand taking hold of her okay colored ankle and flipping her onto the floor. Shiki let out a snort as she felt her lungs hit against her back and her hand went flying towards Nova, bringing her down with her in a single pull. 

They both instantly got up before either of them could get in another hit. Sweat was dripping at the corner of Nova’s face and Shiki’s palms started to feel clammy. But the brown mammal charged after the cat, Nova’s arms constantly going up to use as a barrier and then raised her knee up while Shiki was invested into trying to go for her top. 

But even through the pain that Nova’s knee brought the shorter female slammed her elbow into the middle of her thigh and the fishing cat reeled back as Shiki turled and had her foot make contact with Nova’s flat chest and stomach. 

The feline took a few steps back, her snowy paw gripping her stomach as she took in a few gulps of air and for a second fear traveled over Shiki as she saw spit drip from Nova’s mouth. 

Maybe she took it too far? This was just supposed to be practice.

As Shiki raised her hand closer to the feline her white hand seized her wrapped hooves and twisted it behind her back in remarkable speed all while the tall cat was letting out light chuckles. 

“You can’t hurt me that easily,” she growled and then released the fire boar, her white foot slamming into her back and sending her onto her feet. 

Shiki could taste blood in her mouth and realized that her tongue was between her teeth and she thrashed her head around as she got herself up from the ground. 

‘Cats sure do like bringing their opponent to the ground,’ Shiki thought as Nova came racing towards her, the force of her legs threw her up to the point that her foot could make contact with the Shiki’s face, who rapidly blocked it by shoving her her fist into the sole of her foot. Instead of it hurting Nova, she used it as a boost and did another front flip over the fire boar and once again used her powerful legs to kick her face down into the ground. 

This time a snort of anger erupted from Shiki’s mouth as she felt a bruise start to form on her back for how many times she was kicked. She didn’t even notice the blood that soaked her wrapped hand and how Nova was leaving little pawprints of blood over the mats. 

The two guys that were watching were each growing their own amount of concern as they noticed the drops of crimson that stained the blue mats and how Shiki’s and Nova’s face had changed from friendly to almost cutthroat death glares. 

Nova winced as she walked over to Shiki who was getting up, the feline overhearing that she was done for the day. 

“Oh we are not done, little piglet,” Nova reported as her paws enfolded over Shiki’s ankle and instant panic reaped over her body as flashes of her father crossed her mind. 

“Shiki! Get your ass back here! We are not done yet!” 

“But Dad, we've been at it for hours! I have homework to do!”

“And you have to show that you’re not weak! AGAIN!”

The years of fighting, if never having a break and going to bed bloody and bruised to the point others thought she was a brown and black spotted boar. The cop couldn’t hear the fake giggles Nova was pushing out as she playfully dragged her back to the center of the room, all she could hear was her father’s heart stopping screams trembled in her memory. 

Shiki could feel it bubbling at the edge of her throat, the uncooked and fresh rage that started to take form as a living thing inside of her. And when she turned to look at Nova the feline stopped in her tracks, her white paws letting go of her friend’s ankle as she took a step back. Tusks were now growing out the side of the boar’s mouth and they curled towards her dark eyes. 

“Hey, Shiki, I was only playing, if you need a break-”

“You wanna fight? Let’s fight then.”

Nova narrowed her eyes as puffs of smoke started to leach out of the corner of Shiki’s mouth and the feline took a step back in fear, she had seen Shiki mad before but nothing like this, nothing as dangerous as this.

The blur of smoke and dust was upon Nova in a blink of an eye and Nova was on the floor, Shiki’s body hovering over her as a harsh gargle and shriek boiled from her mouth. 

‘Shit, shit!’ Nova thought as she kneed the boar in the stomach and then rolled away before the fire could spill over her, the liquid flames pinching into the floor where she was laying. 

Back in the stands, both Leonard and Danny started to realize that this wasn’t just friendly training anymore, but a full blown war. 

“Okay, we have to stop this before they kill each other,” Leonard said as he got up to head over to the door, but he came to a stop when the door didn’t budge and the ogre turned back to the rat in panic. 

“They locked the door.”

Nova climbed onto one of the mats as her friend eyed her like a predator to its prey. 

“Shiki! You need to calm down! You won, is that what you want to hear?”

“I want to hear your face bashed into the wall!”

Nova leapt onto another patch of mattresses as the fire boar spat a fireball at her, the sparkling orange sphere engulfing the gym equipment as the feline had to pull her tail closer to her due to the heat. 

The mountain cat vaulted off of the pile and tried to slip past Shiki to head for the door, but the cop was instantly on her, her strong hands gripping the back of Nova’s shirt and panic fizzled throughout the feline’s body at the thought of her scars showing. The feline realized that her friend was targeting her back with how her hands pulled at the fabric, she was the only one who knew about them.

“Shiki, let go! Please!”

“I’ll show you what I can do! I’ll give you my best shot!”

 Without even thinking, Nova’s claws came out and she swiped, a loud roar of pain seizing the room as the grip on her loosened. 

“Shiki! Oh my gosh!”

Nova looked over in horror to see three small cuts over the fire boar’s cheek, not deep enough to scar, but enough to where the scent of blood hit the humid air once again. 

“I’m so sorry-”

“You’re weak.”

Nova’s eyes rose with shock as Shiki licked at one of the cuts that was near her mouth, her tusks now fully grown out and fire leaked from her mouth like a volcano, the liquid fire pooling at her feet. 

‘She’s playing at your emotions, Nova. Don’t fall for it.’

“Shiki, you need to calm down, we are going to get hurt-”

“You’re weak!”

‘Don’t fall for it!’

“You’re weak for hiding it!”

Nova couldn't help but rub the back of her neck, the faintest scar barely poking out from her shirt as Ashur invaded her mind. 

The fury that started to simmer in Nova’s gut was almost too much to bear, she had tried to reason, and even though the cat saw regret flash across the fire boar’s face it was too late and the feline let her full set of claws come out. She heard the hard bang of the door and guessed it was the two men trying to get in, but she gladly ignored it as her tail lashed back and forth. 

“You know, you don’t have to project your sad little daddy issues onto me.”

Shiki let out an offended snort as she watched the long nails from Nova’s feet grow out and tap against the floor as the two of them started to circle each other, as if they were back in the days before yokai, before humans, just animals trying to survive. 

Both of the females could hear the muffled screams from outside the room but Shiki kicked a mat in front of the door without looking as they continued to go around each other. 

“At least it made me stronger, and not a fraidy-cat who can’t show herself.”

With a low roar Nova charged, her extended claws digging into the soft floor as she headed straight for Shiki, at the last second edging herself towards the left and then leaping upward with all four of her limbs, her claws sinking into her friend’s thigh. 

A shriek echoed into the room and Shiki encased Nova in her arms and threw her off, sending the feline into a pile of mats and it falling over due to impact. 

Back outside, Danny had gotten a worker to come and unlock the door while Leonard watched as Nova became a living nightmare. Her tail growing in fur size and her pupils were barely visible from where he stood and she had grown a few inches and he couldn’t help but wince as the feline hid from Shiki and then pounced from the shadows, her hands digging into the boar’s shoulders. 

When Danny and the worker came back, the key was useless due to the mattress blocking the door. 

“What do you think happened?” Danny asked no one in particular as Shiki slammed Nova into the glass wall to get her off her back and all three yoakis took a step back as they could finally hear the hollering and screams that were traveling between them. 

“Daddy’s girl!”

“Weakling!”

“I’m afraid to ask.”

“These yokai’s are unstable in their powers, we are going to have to wait until they calm down,” the employee instructed as Shiki took a hold of Nova’s shirt and threw her into the window, the clear sheet bouncing against her, the feline taking a few seconds to get up before she pounced at the fire boar, using her long legs to kick into her stomach and sent the officer rolling across the floor. 

“They’ll kill each other if we wait!” Leonard reported as he eyed Nova’s long fangs, they were even longer than his as they passed her chin. 

Both members of the Mud Dogz were beyond concern at what the girls could do to each other, with Shiki’s fire power and Nova’s flexibility they could go at it for hours, neither of them wanting to give in. 

The women had attracted a crowd as the commotion extended past the semi sound-proof room and the two men had to keep yokai’s from recording it. But with them having the criminal look they had to give one death-glare and the mammal would put its phone down. 

A long yowl bounced off the windows and the ogre and rat yokai turned just in time to see Shiki send Nova through the glass, her body sending the million shards of mirrors scattering across the gym floor as her beaten up body slid with it. 

Her curled body stayed still as Shiki climbed through the broken glass, the smoke and fumes that flooded the room she was in as she threw herself onto the hard ground, the glass under her hooves as the yokai’s who had crowded around started to slowly back away. 

Danny started to make his way over to his girlfriend but with one look he stood stiff in his spot. The fire that stormed in her eyes could barely scratch the surface of her powers, the cuts and bruises that coated her didn’t seem to bother her as she looked for where Nova had landed. 

The rat couldn’t tell if he was utterly terrified or if he should make her mad more often. 

“Restrain her!” 

Two of the buff workers came up behind Shiki and held her arms back, then instantly wincing at the heat that radiated off of her. 

Leonard had raced over to where Nova was laying and he could feel the harsh growls that were rumbling in her chest. 

“Nova..”

Her eyes instantly opened and he was caught in the sunset of her face as she rose from the ground and her pupils landed on Shiki, and with one grunt she was on her feet and past the ogre. 

“Move.”

The leader of the Mud Dogz swallowed as the feline took a stance and charged towards the fire boar, taking out the worker on the left with a kick and the one on the right with a shove as she took Shiki all for herself. 

She had the officer in a dance as her lengthy body crawled over the cop like a bug, her nails digging into any part she could find before Shiki would blow a fireball at her. 

“Should we...Should we do something?”

“I really don’t want to die today.”

Shiki finally got a hold of Nova and launched her across the building, the feline letting an earthy scream as her body came into contact with the front desk, the computer and paperwork flying as her body disappeared behind it. 

Her white paws curled into the desk as she pulled herself up, her curly hair out of its ponytail and spilled over her face. 

“You throw like your weakass mother!”

A wave of heat was jetted over to Nova and she quickly scaled the walls indented grooves of the gyms design, her nails creating long marks into the stainless wall. 

Just as Nova pushed herself off the wall and reached for Shiki, a small grunt of surprise escaped her throat and she looked down to find a dart in her thigh. Shiki let out a squeal of shock as one lodged into her leg as well and they both started to wobble. The boar was the first to go down, her body crashing into the floor as the fire that was tussling around the corners of her mouth extinguished. 

The tranquilizer that hit Nova was having a harder time making her fall asleep, her pupils shaking within her eyes as she fought to stay awake. 

“Jeez, it’s like she’s been dosed before,” the worker who shot them said, making Leonard frown as another dart was poked into her other leg and the feline finally went down, her long fangs slowly shrinking back into her mouth and her tail going back to its thin length. 

Both of the yokai were heavily wounded, Shiki was covered in scratches and bruises, a few bite marks were even covering her arms and blood mixed within her brown fur. Nova had burn marks over her, the tips of her fur in certain areas were singed off, both were breathing heavily, both were exhausted to the bone. 

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It had been over two weeks since that fight, and Shiki hadn’t seen or heard from Nova. Danny had taken her back to her apartment (after him and Leonard had to pay for the damage the girls had caused). 

Shiki brushed her hand over one of her bandages and rolled her shoulders, the pulsing of the bruises that covered her back hisses with dull pain. 

The fire boar sat on the stair of her fire escape as the city roared under her, the casual conversation of passing yokai poking into her hearing range.  

The officer didn’t know what to do with the situation, even if she went up to Nova what would she say? I’m sorry for throwing up your trauma into your face like an asshole?

Of course the things that the feline spat back were...hurtful, they tore into Shiki’s heart like her claws, squeezing every drop of blood out. 

Maybe this was a sign that Shiki couldn’t have friends, she was somehow lucky enough to have a healthy relationship with a criminal, the cop didn’t think that her luck would run dry with any friendship. 

“Need some company?”

Shiki looked up to find the mountain cat hanging off the railing of the rusted fire escape, a grocery bag hanging off the tips of her fingers. 

The feline had a healing black eye and even though she wore her usual wine colored jacket, Shiki could see the bundles of bandages as they pushed outward due to no room under the sleeves. 

“Sure.”

Nova settled herself on the fire escape and sat on the ledge next to her, the boar yokai seeing the redness that poked through her torn leggings from the burns. The lights of the city blurred around Nova’s sides as she placed the bag next to Shiki’s legs. 

“I brought your favorite.”

Shiki peeked into the bag and saw chocolate covered strawberries along with two handmade smoothes, one being a mixture of purple and the other was a bright pink. 

“Did you steal these?”

Nova let out a snort as she reached down with her tail and picked up the purple drink. 

“I don’t steal food, that department is taken by Mickey.”

It went silent between the two friends as they ate and drank in silence, Nova moving from the railing to sit next to Shiki on the step. 

“How are your wounds?”

“They’ll heal, nothing I can’t handle. Yours?”

“You definitely got claws, you’ll make some yokai happy one day.”

The feline bit into one of the strawberries and stared at it in her hands. 

“I want you to know that I’m not using these treats as an apology,” Nova started and as Shiki looked up at her the cat looked away. 

“I don’t know what exactly happened with your dad, and for me to remind you of him or even bring him up to coax you into fighting. I don’t even know how to begin the word sorry for what I’ve done.”

“Nova-”

“Leonard was scared of me when I came to, like I was a different animal. When I...when I get like that I don’t recall much of what happened. I just know what I said was wrong, what happened was wrong. I’m sorry, Shiki.”

The fire boar was silent as she took in the somber words and she finished her fruit to push the tears back. 

“I’m a lot alike with my father than I would like to admit, and I shouldn’t have let my rage get in the way, I shouldn’t have been like him during that battle.”

“He hurt you, didn’t he?”

The tears that were silent against the cop’s face were now loud and clear and shined bright like shooting stars. 

“Yeah...yeah he did.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Who hurt you?”

Nova leaned into her friend’s arm as she let out her own shaky sigh, her own eyes trying to keep the tears at bay. 

“His name is Ashur… You can call him my ex or whatever, but uh...He didn’t like it when I disobeyed his rules,” the female choked out and she buried her face in Shiki’s arm as a sob got caught in her throat. 

“I’m sorry, Nova.”

Shiki rested her head on top of Nova’s as they took in each other’s presence, the comforting stillness between them was like a bank full of snow; quiet and undisturbed. 

The fire boar decided not to press Nova any further about her past, just like the feline didn’t press on what her father did to her. 

“Maybe you should tell, Leonard. Out of all of us, I think he would understand the most.”

“You know,” Nova coughed out, the side of her fingers wiping the corner of her eyes to conceal the tears and forced a laugh out. 

“You and Leonard are a lot alike.”

“Really? Why do you say that.”

“You both want to be stronger because your shitty dads wanted to be assholes for some reason. But, it’s their loss, those weak excuses of men don’t deserve you both in their lives.”

Shiki let out a shifted chuckle as she took a long drink from her smoothie. 

“You’re not weak by the way. This Assur guy better watch his back if he ever comes around, because not only will he have to deal with you, but the rest of us as well.”

“Did….Did you just call him Assur?”

"What's the difference?"

Their laughter hit the night sky as they continued on to eat their snacks and went onward to talk about other things and even talked about the fight they had, going over the strategies and techniques that they can share with each other in the next round.

With Leonard and Danny in the room next time, of course.

[myth-lord]

Mythology Monster List

This is a list of monsters that aren’t in Mythika/project but which I still want to share with you guys. 

If you want to search for the creatures on google always put Myth or Mythology behind the name. Or the country the myth is from. 

For the master-list of all mythological monsters in my project visit my Deviantart: http://gancanagh22.deviantart.com/art/Huge-List-of-Monsters-from-Mythology-Cryptid-Folk-676838454 

Ababil (Arabian) - Giant Birds which drop Flaming Bricks Abada (African) – Small Unicorn Abarimon (M-European) - Fast Cannibals with Backward Feet  Abatwa (African) – Ant Sized Humans Abura-Bo (Japanese) – Fire Elemental Monk Adar Llwch Gwin (Welsh) – Griffon Species Adhene (Manx) – Selfish Fairy Aegipan (A-Greek) - Water Satyr or Goat  Aeternae (M-European) - Saw Horned Antelope or Giant  Aetos (A-Greek) – Giant Organ Eating Bird Aghasura (Hindu) – Giant Serpent Agloolik (Inuit) Agrius (A-Greek) – Half Bear Half Giant Aije (Brazilian) – Giant Tadpole Airavata (Hindu) Akashita (Japanese) – Cloud Creature Alan (Philippine) – Male Harpy Albastor (Russian) – Disease Giant Alphyn (Ireland) Alu (Sumerian) Alukah (Hebrew) – Vampire Leech Amazone (A-Greek) – Warrior Women Amikiri (Japanese) Animalito (Spanish) Anzu (Sumerian) – Storm Griffon Aoandon (Japanese) Lantern Woman AoAo (Paraguay) - Sheep or Peccari Humanoid Apep (Egyptian) - World Eating Snake  Araganaqlta’a (Argentinean) – Rainbow Serpent Centipede   Archelous (A-Greek) - Water Shapeshifter God  Arkan Sonney (Manx) - Lucky Pig  Arrach (Scottish) – Invisible Creature of the Mountains Asena (Turkish) – Blue Wolf Ashi-Magari (Japanese) – Invisible Ooze Creature Asipatra (Hindu) – Sharp Feathered Bird Asrai (English) – Water Fairy Atomy (M-European) – Smallest of Faeries Attorcroppes (Germany) – Snake Faeries Atui Koro Ekashi (Japanese) – Bag of the Sea Aun Pana (Brazilian) – Giant Piranha with Arms Aunyaina (Brazilian) – Boar Gorilla Bogey Aziza (African) – Dark Skinned Fairy Azure Dragon (Chinese)

Bai Ze (Chinese) Bakru (Surinam) – Twin Wood Gnome BalBal (Philippine) Basajaun (Basque) – Hairy Ogre Bas Celik (Turkish) – Steel Angel Bastet (Egyptian) – Cat Goddess Baxbakwalanuxsiwae (Native American) – Ogre Covered in Mouths Bean Nighe (Irish) – Washer Woman Beast of the Apocalypse (Biblical) Beathach Mor Loch Odha (Scottish) – Many Legged Water Horse Beithir (Scottish) - D&D Behir Biasd Na Srogaig (Scottish) – Long Legged Water Unicorn Billdad (Fearsome Critter) – Beaver Rabbit Chimerae Bishop Fish (M-European) Bitoso (Romanian) – Child of Ana Black Howler (North American) - Horned Panther and Bear Hybrid Black Tamanous (Native American) -  Tarry Cannibal Spirit  Bluecap (Scottish) Bodach (Irish) – Ash and Chimney Bogeyman Bogeyman (Worldwide) Boggart (English) Bolla (Albanian) – Evolving Dragon Bonnacon (M-European) - Burning Shit Bovine Boobach (Welsh) – Small Bogeyman Boo Hag (Caribbean) - Skinless Night Hag  Boroboroton (Japanese) – Animated Blanket Bosch (French) – Cursed Sailors Bane Blob Brownie (English) Bruckee (Irish) – Giant Fae Badger Buwaya (Philippine) – Crocodile with Coffin on Back Byakko (Chinese) – White Tiger

Caladrius (M-European) Camacrusa (French) – Undead Leg Camelopard (M-European) – Giraffe Capcaun (Romanian) – Bridge Toll Troll Capelobo (Brazilian) – Were Anteater Cauchemar (French) – Dream Haunting Nightmare Creature Cercopes (A-Greek) – Twin Monkey People Cernunnos (Celtic) - God of the Forests Cervitaur (Native American) – Deer Centaur Ceryneian Hind (A-Greek) Chamrosh (Persian) – Dog Griffon Changeling (M-European) Chenoo (Native American) – Ice Giant Cheshire Cat (Literature)   Chickcharny (Bahamas) – Long Legged Owl of Fortune Chindi (Native American) – Dust Devil Chipfalamfula (African) – Fish with Ecosystem in Body Chochinobake (Japanese) – Animated Lantern Chrysomallus (A-Greek) – Golden Ram Circe (A-Greek) Cliff Ogre (Native American) Cretan Bull (A-Greek) – Fire Breathing Bull Cuca (Brazilian) – Crocodile Hag Cuegle (Spanish) Cynocephaly (M-European) – Dog Folk  

Daguk (Malay) – Hantu Spirit of Mist Dakuwaqa (Fiji) – Shark God Devouring Gourd (African) - Monstrous Fruit  Dhampir (Balkan) – Half Human Half Vampire Dodo (African) – Swallower Big Mouth Domovoi (Slavic) Drac (French) – River Drake Dulhath (Arabian) – Ostrich Riding Ogre Dungavenhooter (Fearsome Critter) – Club Tail Snuff Snout Crocodile Duphon (French) – Sword Owl Duwende (Philippine)

El Cadejo (Mexican) – Twin Hounds one Black and one White Emere (African) Enfield (Ireland) Entulla (M-European) – Very wild Antelope Epiales (A-Greek) – Nightmare Spirit Eros/Cupid (A-Greek) Erote (Roman)

Faduah (Jewish) – Plant Man Fastachee (Native American) FengHuang (Chinese) – Peacock Creature Fetch (Irish) – Doppelganger Fideal (Scottish) – Evil Water Humanoid Fiura (Chilean) – Male assaulting Female Gnome Flaga (M-European) Flydrumodir (Iceland) – Halibut Mother Flying Rods (Worldwide) Foo Dog/Lion (Chinese) Forneus (Demonology) – Evil Water Demon Prince Fuath (Scottish) – Evil Water Spirit Funa-Yurei (Japanese) – Ghost Crew

Galtzagorri (Spanish) – Very fast working Gnome Garuda (Hindu) Genderuwo (Indonesian) – King Kong sized Sasquatch Ghillie Dhu (Scottish) – Moss Covered Leshy Ghole (Arabian) – Long Necked, One Eyed Hairy Vampire Gigelorum (Scottish) – Smallest Creature on Earth Glaistig (Scottish) – Vampiric Goat Legged Woman Glasthyn (Manx) – Water Bull Grotesque (French) – More brutal Gargoyle Gryla (Iceland) – Giant Hag Guaraiba-Boia (Brazilian) – Howler Monkey Snake Guardian Angel (Biblical) Gudiao (Chinese) – Unicorn Bird Gullinbursti (Norse) – Golden Boar Gwyllion (Welsh) Gylou (A-Greek) – Child Hating Female Demon

Haakapainizi (Native American) Hagondes (Native American) – Evil Clown with hooked nose Hahakigami (Japanese) – Animated Broomstick Hamadryad (A-Greek) – Greater Dryad Hercinia Bird (Germany) – Bird that gives light in the dark Herensuge (Basque) – Hydra Hieracosphinx (Egyptian) – Griffon Meets Sphinx Hippogriff (M-European) Hobgoblin (Scottish) Homunculus (M-Alchemy) Hoop Snake (Fearsome Critters) Hopkins Goblin (Modern Alien) Hrimfaxi (Norse) – Ice and Moon Horse Huayramama (Peru) – Wind Snake Mother Huginn & Muninn (Norse) Huitzilopochtli (Aztec) – Hummingbird God of War Huldra (Scandinavian) Hydrus (M-European)

Ikiryo (Japanese) – Envy Spirit Ikuchi (Japanese) – Oil Leaking Sea Serpent Imoogi/Imugi (Korean) Indombe (African) – Copper Snake Inkanyamba (African) Ipotane (A-Greek) – Horse Man Isitwalangcengce (African) – Basket Headed Hyena Ismenian Dragon (A-Greek)

Jaculus (M-European) Jengu (African) – Dark Skinned Mermaid Jenny Haniver (M-European) JubJub Bird (Literature)

Kabandha (Hindu) – Gigantic Blemmyes Kali (Hindu) – Multi Armed Goddess Kallikantzaroi (M-Greek) – Christmas Woodcutter Goblin Kasai Rex (African) Katthveli (Iceland) – Evil Whale Keelut (Inuit) – Hairless Dog Keres (A-Greek) Khryseos & Argyeos (A-Greek) – Silver and Gold Construct Dogs Kigatilik (Inuit) – Ice Demon Kijimunaa (Japanese) – Bright Red Haired Halfling Kikiyaon (African) – Owlman Killmouilis (Scottish) Kirin/Qilin (Chinese) Kodama (Japanese)   Kokopelli (Native American) – Insect Guy with Music Instrument Korrigan (Breton) Kuchisake-Onna (Japanese) – Slit-Mouthed Woman Kuda-Gitsune (Japanese) – Pipefox Kwamang-A (African) – Rainbow Elemental Kyokotsu (Japanese) – Water Well Undead Spirit Kyut (Burmese) – Armadillo Dwarf

Laelaps (A-Greek) Laestrygonian (A-Greek) – Skinning Giants   La Sayona (Venezuela) Lammasu (Sumerian) Lambton Worm (English) – Well Dwelling Worm Lange Wapper (Belgian) – Shapeshifting Giant Lebraude (French) Lemure (Roman) Lolmischo (Romanian) – Child of Ana Longma (Chinese) – Dragon Horse Lunantishee (English) – Thorny Fairy Lung Dragons (Chinese) – Tianlong, Shenlong Lupeux (French) Lyngbakur (Iceland) – Evil Whale

Mad Gasser (North American) Mahamba (African) – Mosasaurus Cryptid Makalala (African) – Secretary Bird Cryptid Makara (Hindu) – Elephant Crocodile Snake Hybrid Maltese Tiger (Asian Cryptid) – Blue Tiger Mamlambo (African) – Bioluminescence Plesiosaurus   Mares of Diomedes (A-Greek) Marid (Arabian) Mastopogon (Brazilian) – Giant Fish Mboi Tui (Paraguay) – Parrot Headed Snake Melusine (French) – Double Tailed Mermaid Dragon Woman Metee-Kolen (Native American) – Ice Wizard Mhalla (Maltese) – Well Bogey Mimi (Australian) – Very Thin Humanoids Mi-Ni-Wa-Tu (Native American) – Red Horned Lake Monster Minceskro (Romanian) – Child of Ana Minka Bird (Australian) – Dream Haunting Bird Monaciello (Italian) Monoceros (M-European) – Ordinary Unicorn Monster of Loch Ness (Scottish) Morrigan (Irish) Moskitto (Fearsome Critter) – Giant Mosquito Muse (A-Greek) Mushveli (Iceland) – Evil Whale Myling (Scandinavian) – Small Child Undead

Nauthveli (Iceland) – Evil Whale Nephilim (Biblical) – Half God Nereid (A-Greek) – Fresh Water Nymph Nian (Chinese) – Unicorn Lion Ningen (Antarctic) – Big White Sea Aberration   Ningyo (Japanese) – Small Mermaid Nix (Scandinavian) – Small Water Fairy Norn (Norse) Numhyalikyu (Native American) – Giant Beach Imposing Fish Nunda (African) Nurarihyon (Japanese) – Lord of all Yokai with Enormous Brain

Oboroguruma (Japanese) – Animated Chariot Oceanid (A-Greek) – Salt Water Nymph Okpe (Chilean) – Rock Pig Ogre Omikuma (Japanese) – Bear Yokai Oni (Japanese) Onryo (Japanese) – Tortured Spirit The Ring The Grudge Ophiotaurus (A-Greek) Oread (A-Greek) – Mountain and Rock Nymph Otosis (Native American) – Magic using Lizardman

Pal-Rai-Yuk (Inuit) Pan (A-Greek) Panotti (M-European) – Giant Ear Folk Pareas (Roman) – Healing Poison Snake Pech (Scottish) Pegasus (A-Greek) Penanggalan (Malay) Peri (Persian) – Angel Peteu (French) – Giant Parakeet Pilou (French) – Knocker Fae Pixie (M-European) Ponaturi (Australian) – Water Gremlin Poreskoro (Romanian) – Child of Ana Prester (Roman) – Fire Poison Snake Pugot (Philippine) – Headless Giant with Mouth in Neck Python (A-Greek)

Qasogonaga (Argentinean) – Rainbow Anteater   Qiongqi (Chinese) – Winged Tiger Qiqirn (Inuit) – Bald Dog Quinotaur (French) – Five Horned Water Bull

Rainbow Serpent/Julunggali (Australian) Ramidreju (Spanish) – Green Weasel Boar with Long Body Rangda (Bali) – Evil Voodoo Hag Rarog (Slavic) – Evil Fire Bird or Dwarf Revenant (French) Rock Swallows (Native American) – Swarm of Hard Feathered Swallows Romsiwamnari (Brazilian) – Scissor Beak Bat Bird Rumtifusel (Fearsome Critter) – Jacket Monster

Saci (Brazilian) – One Legged Trickster Sapo Fuerzo (Chilean) – Strong Toad Sasquatch/Bigfoot (North American Cryptid) Satori (Japanese) – Telepathic Mountain Monkey Sea Serpent (M-European) Selamodir (Iceland) – Seal Mother Serpopard (Egyptian) – Long Necked Leopard Seraphim (Biblical) – Angel Sewer Alligator (American Cryptid) – Albino Alligator Schilalyi (Romanian) – Child of Ana Shamir (Babylonian) – All devouring Worms Shinigami (Japanese) – Reaper Death Spirit Shurale (Turkish) – Tickle long nails Demon Sigunaba (Mexican) – Horse Skull Headed Woman Simurgh (Iran) Siranis (Arabian) Siren (A-Greek) – Mermaid with Magic Voice Sirin (Russian) – Bird Woman with Magic Voice Sirrush (Sumerian) – Dragon Sisiutl (Native American) – Three Headed Sea Serpent Skeljungur (Iceland) – Evil Whale Skinfaxi (Norse) – Horse of the Sun Skoffin (Iceland) – Deadly Gaze Fox Skolopendra (A-Greek) Skunk Ape (North American) Sleipnir (Norse) – Eight Legged Horse Slenderman (Modern Myth) Snallygaster (North American) Snawfus (North American) – White Stag with Plant Antlers Snoligoster (Fearsome Critter) – Propeller Crocodile Soucouyant (Caribbean) – Fire Elemental Hag/Vampire Stheno (A-Greek) Stolas (Demonology) – Owl like Demon Prince Strigoi (Romanian) – Vampire Type Strix (Roman) – Evil Owl Vampire Swan May (Literature) Sybaris (A-Greek)

Tabib Al-Bahr (Arabian) – Doctor Merfolk Tailypo (Literature) – Give me back my Tailypo Taka-Onna (Japanese) – Evil Woman that can stretch bodyparts Taniniver (Jewish) – Plague Dragon Steed of Lilith Tanuki (Japanese) Tapire-Iauara (Brazilian) – Stinking Tapir Jaguar Tatty Bogle (Irish) – Scarecrow Tatzelwurm (Austrian) – Cat Snake Taumafiskur (Iceland) – Evil Whale Tcaridyi (Romanian) – Child of Ana Telchine (A-Greek) Teumessian Fox (A-Greek) Thunderbird (Native American) Tiburones (Philippine) – Flying Shark Trauco (Chilean) – Very ugly Jungle Dwarf Tripodero (Fearsome Critter) – Long Legged Aberration Triton (A-Greek) Trunko (African Cryptid) – Hairy White Sea Globster Tsuchinoko (Japanese) Tulpa (Tibetan) - Imaginary Friend  Tursus (Finnish) – Walrus Man Tzitzimitl (Aztec) – Destruction and Stars God

UaUa Pach (Mayan) – Horrible Giant with Long Tongues Uktena (Native American) – Horned Serpent with Gem Ushabti (Egyptian)

Vanara (Hindu) – Monkey Folk Vatnagedda (Iceland) – Venomous Flounder Poisonous to Ghosts Vishap (Armenian) – Dragon

WakWak Tree (Persian) – Tree with Face Fruit Water Babies (Native American) Weewilmekq (Native American) – Gigantic Leech Wekufe/Guecubu (Mapuche) – Evil Spirit Whintosser (Fearsome Critter) – Many Legged Beast Wickerman (English) Wishpooshi (Native American) – Giant Beaver Wiwilemek (Native American) – Horned Crocodile Wraith (Scottish) Wulver (Scottish) – Good Natured Fishing Werewolf

Xicalcoatl (Aztec) – Chocolate Vase Snake

Yeth Hound (Devon) – Flying Headless Hound Yohualtepoztli (Mexican) – Axe Horror Golem Yosuzume (Japanese) – Swarm of Evil Birds Ypotryll (M-European)

Zabraq (Iran) – Blood Spraying Horror Lizard Zahak (Iran)

Forgotten to Add:

La Llorona (Mexican) - Drowned Woman Ghost 

Hupia (Caribbean) - Ghost without Face and Navel