#fox spirit kin

[furretsden]

Hello,,, !!!!! I was wondering if I could get some words of encouragement for a darkness incarnate, fox spirit, Incubus, Kangel (needy streamer overload) kin who struggles to connecting with their alterhuman identity and overall identity because of being surrounded by Vesils who’s identities r much simpler then his,, if not I understand, no pressure of course !! I feel as though this is a bit of a big request,,

—Eros (🎰 Collective)

Sometimes I struggle to connect with my identities too, you're not alone in this! The urge to compare yourself to others is hard to avoid, but you shouldn't focus too much on that! Have you tried asking Vesils for help? Maybe they have some advice to give since they managed to connect with their identities!

I can suggest you to try reading something about your kins, listening to music that reminds you of them, doing activities you would have liked as them and more! But remember, regardless of the strength of your bond with your kins, you're still valid!

[vixen-diaries]

ABOUT:

Call me Clove/Vix or any of my other kin names

18

He/They/She

Genderfluid nonbinary demiboy

Fox and the like

Artist and writer

AuDHD

(FICTION)KINS:

Ryou Bakura (Yugioh DM) (Most prominent at current)

Clove (Century City—small ASMR project on YT by SalemAudio)

Tang Xuan (Dislyte)

Yuugi Mutou (specifically from TFLTF—a Yugioh cryptid AU fanfic by @c-l-y-d-e)

(OTHER)KINS:

Fox spirit kin (most prominent at current)

Ghostkin

Dollkin

LINKS:

About Me: [Main Blog] [Instagram]

My Fictionkins: [Ryou’s FanWiki; [saudade]—crushedmary (TW!!!)] [Clove’s Video—SalemAudio] [Dislyte—Ready to Ignite (best intro I could find)] [TFLTF—clydeside]

[Picrew Link for my pfp]

[genderstealer2000]

>.<;

[godlyhonk]

Kitsune stimboard w/ no slime or petting for anon, hope you enjoy!

🦊🌹🦊/🌹🦊🌹/🦊🌹🦊

[18catsreading]

Ice fairy one: blows into the faucet and breaks the pipe in the wall

Ice fairy two stands at attention and says: behold thus, the witch of the world's heart.

Sky: that's you

Ame: that's me!

Ice fairy two: be this your sanctum?

Ame: uhh. Uhh. Who's asking?

Ice fairy two: herald am I for most auspicious witch of the wind and stars.

Ame: gasps. The one in the Crystal. Oh god. Can I have a minute to ... Oh God ... Uh please just give me two minutes.

Ice fairy two: Be this the castle of the witch of the world's heart?

Sky: no, its a bathroom

Ice Fairy two: A what?

Sky: do you --

Ame: what, don't like fairies need to shit too?

Sky: yea, don't you have a butthole?

Brennan: you see this one, it's wings it *imitates wings* It puts it's ankles behind it's head and shows you a perfectly smooth crotch.

Eursulon: I'm gonna guard the door. I step outside and close the door. Slowly.

[magician-hero]

if anyon tells you they kin tamamo no mae i just want to tell you the day the news was reported of the stone breaking i was wondering if anyone had tried to touch it recent years while washing my hands and thought heavily of her before opening twitter to find out the stone broke

I WAS THINKING ABOUT HER BEFORE I KNEW.

[monochrome-m0use]

so uh

yeah ! 🌨️

[heartfullofleeches]

Soo why does fetch like reader in the first place? 👀 or is it a 'fall in love at first sight' (or at first trap) situation?

Bit of A, Bit of B. Fletcher first fell in love with Foxboy because they were something new. Fletcher is not originally from the town, but he was sent there so early on it's almost like he was birthed there. For a tiny bit of context, Fetch's mother is from the town and sent him back there to live relatives. He loves everyone there, but even those outside of his family felt like kin to him and he could never feel anything but platonic emotions towards them even those who expressed otherwise in regards to him.

Meeting Foxboy Darling was like flipping a switch for him. His heart was pumping the second he laid eyes on that terror making a mess of things around his farm. Defiant eyes, bold spirit - not to mention they're just an easy sight on the eyes. Those closest to him could tell he was down bad before he even realized - unable to hold conversations, always staring off into space - usually towards the forest, fumbling over his words whenever someone pointed out his flushed cheeks. Everyone thought he had a crush on another bunny, but little did they know it was that fox that gave him and everyone else in town a world of trouble that stole his heart for good.

[intheholler]

brought up in the rolling hills of greater appalachia, there were scarce times, there were good times, and there were rough times. just like anywhere else. but at all times there was hope and community, no matter the circumstance.

as many negative things as i hear about the place i live and as many experiences i have had that align with such criticisms, there were a thousand more instances where i was blessed with an enchanting, community enriched childhood. i will never forget or under-appreciate the closeness of neighbors despite our long lengths from one another.

what i mean to say is, appalachia, they could never make me hate you.

my Daddy is a pastor and my Mama the most down to earth pastor’s wife to walk this sweet, dark-soiled land we are so blessed to live on. even though my father and i don’t always get along, my mother and i are and will forever be the most kindred of spirits. through her wit, her will, and her wisdom, many traditions of appalachia have been passed down to me.

your porch ceiling best be haint blue, and you had better never close another person’s pocket knife. always gift a hand-quilted or crocheted blanket at every baby shower you ever attend. sprinkling salt at every doorway while squeaking out a hushed and hastened prayer for protection.

even those are just a few traditions that i can credit to my culture and my mother who instilled it in me. and that installation is so incredibly important. so as not to lose our rich, beautiful, and complex history.

the first rumblings, the soft spot

an important experience that i would argue helps many appalachian children to realize their culture and heritage is when they, for the first time, listen in to the kitchen talk among cousins. how Papaw can’t read so well because he never got to finish up school and why Uncle Rick got this new job manufacturing cars. how Meemaw lost her baby to scarlett fever and how Miss Deretta down the road worked at the children’s home where your cousin Thomas got dropped off in a cardboard box after a flood that demolished the apartments uptown. slowly, piece by piece, your young mind starts to understand the ebb and flow of unspoken community support. the gentle hand holding taking place through the entire mountain range. the interwoven families that aren’t any kin.

running interference

as you grow up, unfortunately, the world seeps in, slow and clever as a fox in the hen house. making your own out to be some sort of gnawing hillbilly that don’t know their ass from grass. and suddenly when someone asks where you’re from you’re ashamed to admit it. the only thing that you and friends talk about is getting out and seeing new places, away from the parents and the gossip pew of your respective churches. on friday night you all meet up in the Dollar General parking lot and carpool to your school’s football game so that you can shout wildly inappropriate cheers at the rival of the night from the student section. you run into Mrs Connor while washing your hands in the restrooms behind the stadium and when she tells you vibrant stories of your Pa in high school, skipping for deer hunting season along with half of the class of ‘68, you appreciate her. and you don’t know it, but every interaction like that, grows your mountain heart bigger, making more room for story after story.

one of my friends is now engaged to the man who was their starting quarterback. the two of them are the sweetest of couples. the world is perfectly small here.

weeks-long revival and a singing every night

after an innocent turned passionate kiss in your church crush’s car, you find space on the pew with the rest of your youth group, leaving room for jesus, of course. Aneoumes (an-nay-mus, unique name, i know) the church Dulcimer player brings out his fine jnstrument with Mrs Dorothy, the pianist and the previously mentioned Mrs Connor on the organ to do their own mesmerizing renditions of When the Roll is Called up Yonder, I’ll Fly Away, The Gloryland Way, Mansion Over the Hilltop, He Set me Free, Heaven’s Jubilee, and the baptist favorite, Amazing Grace making for a beautiful night of harmony among voices. anymore you weren’t sure what you believed (not that you dared to tell a soul, or even say it out loud) but you knew good and well that church brought people together and helped those in need, and both of those were things you could get on board with. of course the politics were messy, but you could mostly keep your lips sealed. your home church certainly did more to feed the hungry than the government officials who were supposedly all libbed up, or at least that is what they’d pushed.

suddenly, this place didn’t seem so bad. you were worn smack out but only because of the late company, which you certainly didn’t mind in exchange for a typical night of hot, early sleep. when you got home Todd Lee your neighbor was still cutting hay and so the putputput of his tractor lulled you off to sleep. he told you “it keeps the sugar in, seeing’s that it’s nice and cool out in the dark” he had told you when you let him know that his lively tractor sounds put you at peace every night.

something about this place felt more special, fonder, than what you had understood in your younger teen years.

the first leaving

your dad received a stimulus check during the pandemic and decided to go visit his aunt Barbara on the northeast coast. being away from home a whole week felt like a pig being gutted and packed, still warm in the patties. it was awful. every night you cried, holding your younger siblings who did the same, no one here smiled or talked to you and the rain didn’t smell right, the food was bland and blended all together in taste, worst of all there was nowhere to be that wasn’t covered in concrete and where there was, you had to pay for access. when the mountains finally came back into sight, your heart leaped and tears fell from your eyes. that moment was as close to divine intervention as you’d felt since your baptism. gratitude overwhelmed your senses and you thanked jesus for being born where you were. where people were friendly and food was good and friends were close and everything was wide open.

for a moment you wondered if when David wrote “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul.” if he too was experiencing the peace of returning home after a tumultuous time away.

the second leaving and the enthusiastic return

now, you’re headed off to college. it grips at your heart that you won’t be with the supportive community around you that you’ve always had. but this time the leaving makes sense. you’ll educate yourself on how to teach and help others, you’ll take extra, unnecessary classes on heritage and both cultural and natural history. upon your return you get to take all that hurt from being away and pour back into the place that has loved you so well. and you get to be the next generation to tell your own kiddos to keep the haints from their houses and their hands to the knives in their own pockets.

hopefully your loving will look a bit different, cast a wider net so that those kids who weren’t as lucky as you feel accepted in the community of people around them.

most importantly when you return with your degree and your license to teach, you can instill pride in those children, let them know that these lush hills and woods and creeks and mountains they call home really are some of the most wonderful places this world has to offer up. encourage them to believe that professional speaking is not removed from their dialect but rather in their clarity of conveyance. uplift the idea that time spent with family and friends, neighbors and strangers alike is to be valued. and most importantly in my book, teach them to appreciate the stories they are told, to remember them whether mentally or by doing some manual record keeping. our stories are our testaments to the fulfilling life that can be lived here. and the stories of our neighbor may have a great impact in our thinking.

what i’m trying to say is, appalachia, they could never make me hate you.

(i got totally carried away, sorry it’s so long)

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[aspenonpawzzz]

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Forceful Intervention AU - Masterpost

After some new developments within the canon itself, plus some thoughts on certain characters and their story arcs having changed, I've decided that the Forceful Intervention Verse needed some refurbishing.

There's a lot that's changed and some things that will stay the same. That said, a lot of the Our Bonds are Forged in the Stars series fics are now technically defunct as they don't 100% fit the story anymore, but @lost-on-kamino's A Different View fic is still valid and their writing is great, so I'd give it a read!

All AU Info under the cut!

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Summary: For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. For every choice a consequence. In one universe, a series of actions and choices slowly doomed an entire kin to extinction, leaving only three brothers to deal with the guilt and grief until their very last breath. But in another universe, a slightly different outcome leads to the surviving clones getting a chance that would have otherwise been stolen from them.

(Note: The overall timeline is nodded at via the eras in which each storyline takes place. The storylines themselves are not presented in order and can actually happen simultaneously due to some plot points overarching.)

--Story Arcs--

-Clone Wars Era-

A Marshal Commander's Cautionary Tale - Prior to Fox being appointed as the head of the Coruscant Guard, his temporary predecessor begins to notice shady happenings involving Palpatine and the Republic's overall corrupt government. Throughout the course of several weeks while Fox transitions from a position of battlefield command to stationary bureaucracy, Sturm uncovers the Sith Master's plot against the Jedi and ends up not only being silenced for it, but also becomes a cautionary tale that serves to keep in line the newly promoted Marshal Commander of the Guard.

Sturm's Legacy - After his betrayal of the GAR and apprehending on Christophsis, Slick ends up being surrendered into the custody of the Senate Bureau of Intelligence under the pretense of being interrogated for information. In reality, Palpatine merely tossed Slick at the feet of his more bloodthirsty underlings, so that they could do with him whatever they pleased and be somewhat appeased by the Chancellor's "most graceful generosity". Tortured for several days and then thrown out with the trash, Slick is found and rescued by a few Guard patrolmen, and his horrific treatment sparks the seeds of rebellion in Fox and his men.

Ponds Survives - By sheer dumb luck and a few inches, Aurra Sing's shot does not kill Ponds as intended. Left permanently blind and with a traumatic brain injury, Mace Windu's loyal commander is permanently relegated to the Jedi Temple in an effort to keep him out of Kamino's radar while he adapts to his new circumstances. This later affects the outcome of Operation Nightfall, as Ponds manages to help coordinate the evacuation of several Jedi, younglings and important documents out of Imperial space (ultimately preserving a part of the teachings, but not being able to save the Jedi Order itself from being eradicated).

The CG Recovery Program for Wayward Brothers - Through Fox's meticulous planning, clones of various battalions that have been slatted for decommission are pulled into the Coruscant Guard for safeguarding. They are either given new numbers/designations (in the hopes to keep them away from further scrutiny), or are spirited away to secret housing within the deeper levels of Coruscant that have been essentially lost to time.

D22 the "Rookie" - During a heavily publicized mockery of a trial, after realizing that the Chancellor planned to use a heavily traumatized Dogma as a scapegoat for the entire incident on Umbara, Fox orchestrates an elaborate rescue mission that involves a bit of smoke, a few mirrors and an obscene amount of fake blood. Tricking the entire Republic and GAR into believing the rookie sergeant was killed in a prison riot ends up being much more easy than anticipated, especially when the best position for him ends up being one of constant surveillance (After all, who in their right mind that wants to stay under the radar, would even dare to become the Coruscant Guard's archivist?).

Cats in Strange Places - There's something odd about the steadily increasing number of stray tookas and loth cats, that keep cropping up in places where the Jedi and clones have been. One cat in particular seems to be in multiple places at once, something which doesn't appear to surprise the Coruscant Guard whom seem familiar with this particular feline.

Seeds of Doubt - Prior to escaping prison, Boba's negative perspective of the clones begin to shift as he learns more about them through observation and brief interactions with the Coruscant Guard. Caught between a desire to preserve the memory of his father and his longing to have a family, the renegade clone's drive for revenge slowly becomes the foundation for his future as the Daimyo of Tatooine.

Resource Management - Palpatine gathers test subjects (MIA & supposedly KIA clones) to use in his personal experiments. These various projects serve to look into achieving immortality, to test ancient forms of Sith alchemy, and/or to test the usefulness of recovered artifacts. Many are given to Dr. Hemlock to use in his own projects (including high profile clones from certain battalions), while others are used in Palpatine's own personal experiments.

-Post Order 66-

Clone Resistance Story Arc

Echo and Rex cut ties with CF99 - After the loss of Tech, Echo and Hunter's relationship becomes extremely strained, which leads to longer and longer periods of absence between Echo and the squad. Even after Omega and Crosshair escape from Tantiss, both Echo and Rex slowly begin to permanently part ways with CF99 (seeing as Echo no longer feels welcomed or respected, and Rex cannot afford to stop all rescuing efforts when things are beginning to heat up on their end). Agreeing that it is in everyone's best interest to formally cut ties (rather than force one another to do something they don't want to do), the two groups simply move on with their lives. While 3/4 of CF99 are not pleased with this choice (with Omega being especially upset about it), Hunter is content to focus on giving Omega a better life after everything she's gone through.

The Smuggler & the Dove - Rex establishes a clone smuggling network with the help of two ex-GAR members, so as to more efficiently track down and transport scattered clone stragglers that not even the Empire managed to gather on Tantiss, or that had escaped from the Imperial research base during CF99's rescue of Omega. Both Mae and Dove seem to have personal reasons to want in on this operation, while also having secrets of their own that they keep hidden well away from the clone captain.

The AI Conscience Program - While on a recon mission, Echo discovers some very unusual classified data within an Imperial research vessel. A few weeks of unexplained symptoms and bouts of sleepwalking after accidentally downloading more than just the research files later, Echo's two new "guests" (AI copies of Fives and Tup created for unknown purposes) make themselves known and embark on a quest to acquire bodies of their own.

Forgive and Forget - During a high-stakes mission with Rex, a run in with Fox proves disastrous, when a rather violent altercation breaks out between Echo and the ex-Marshal Commander of the Guard. An altercation that ends with the three of them captured by opportunistic slavers. Despite past transgressions and some bitterness, Fox does everything in his power to get Rex and Echo out of the mess they landed themselves in. And, through being forced to work together, some past misunderstandings and awful truths come to light.

The Failsafe - Echo and Dove are both captured after a mission goes terribly wrong. While Dove is taken away to forcefully take part in an Inquisitorium-funded experiment, Echo is pulled away to be tortured for information. Unwilling to give away any intel that may jeopardize the clone resistance, Echo resorts to a failsafe he had Tech install into his neural relay in case of his potential capture. This failsafe turns out to be a mind-wipe that leaves him with amnesia, but no less capable of escaping his captors via a hastily stolen supply ship.

Cody Wakes Up - Having been used as a prototype for the Dark Trooper project, Cody ends up as a withdrawn semi-mechanical shadow of his former self. However, upon being selected to serve as a warden for Dove while she is experimented on, Cody slowly has his humanity reawakened by her insistent kindness. Thirsty for both revenge and freedom, the cyborg commander unleashes all hell upon the research station and manages to rescue both himself, Dove, and the results of her experimentation.

Epifania Story Arc

The Great Coruscanti Escape - Several Coruscant Guard members who's chips didn't activate, begin the arduous task of escaping the heart of the Empire by all means necessary. Many fail along the way, but others refuse to give in. Even if their GAR brothers seem to have forsaken them completely.

The Archivist and the Communications Officer - Dogma emerges from the isolation of the CG Archives long after Order 66 was given out. Startled and very confused by the state of things, he manages to reunite with Rhythm and the both of them escape Coruscant together in search of somewhere safe to lay low.

The New Sheriff in Town - After landing on the rather quaint (and hard to find) planet of Epifania, Dogma and Rhythm accidentally find themselves in the middle of a dispute between the small town of Bakkskrash and a gang of thugs. A dispute that ends with the leader of said gang dead by Dogma's hands, the daughter of the town mayor safe from danger, and a shiny sheriff's badge in Dogma's possession. Neither Rhythm nor Dogma know how they ended up in this position but it might as well happen.

The Guard Remnant - After becoming the new law enforcers for the small town of Bakkskrash, Sheriff Dogma and Deputy Rhythm discover that they are not the only clones who've chosen Epifania as a safe place to hide. Reunited with the Guard Remnant (a small group of Guardsmen that managed to escape Coruscant by the skin of their teeth), the duo take it upon themselves to both maintain order in their new home, as well as help the others find their places within the community.

The Lost Children of Mandalore - Epifania's rich history as a safe haven is slowly revealed, when the Guard Remnant is introduced to the various ancient Mando clans that dwell on the planet. Known as the Lost Children of Mandalore, these clans (many lineages spanning back to the Old Republic era) are not only the last remnants of Mandalorian culture that has been lost to time and New Mandalorian creed, but also more than eager to accept the clones as their own due to their heritage and compatible code of honor.

Wilhelm and the Ghost Archivist - The ever present and peacefully dormant Wilhelm, protector of Epifania, awakens from his centuries long nap to welcome a new archivist into his expansive halls. Surrounded by the unending knowledge of many a millennia past, Tech's restless spirit finds both peace and purpose keeping track and documenting all ongoing galactic affairs.

Little Tulpa - A visit from the ever cantankerous Sponge leaves Dogma with a responsibility he never considered he'd ever be confronted with: That of parenthood. Perhaps raising an innocent little tubie will do the reluctant Sheriff of Bakkskrash some good? And perhaps the presence of a young child will ease the pain of the Guard Remnant who's own childhoods were stolen from them.

Of Unexpected Reunions & Mixed Feelings - After traveling with Mae for a while on their journey to create new better bodies for themselves (or at least better than the two BD Units they'd hijacked), the AI copies of Fives and Tup are unexpectedly reunited with Dogma. Mae proposes to the sheriff that he help her create Replica Droids for the two AIs to claim as their own bodies, through the simple donation of a DNA sample so that the two could more easily acclimate to their new corporeal forms. An idea that (due to years of unaddressed trauma and bitterness) Dogma promptly rejects, much to the horror of Fives and Tup who do not understand why their brother would deny them this chance so easily.

The Sulu Ra Chronicles - An old nightmare rears his ugly head back into Dogma's life, threatening to uproot everything he's built for himself, his young son and his brothers. Some tests are merely of the mind. Others are physical chores of herculean nature. Sulu Ra and his machinations and twisted experiments prove to be both, especially when it comes to how willing his intended target's allies are to keep him out of the Mad Cloner of Kamino's grasp.

Upgrading Echo - The amnesiac Echo's escape pod somehow manages to get past Epifania's vast meteor field, and crash-lands near one of the many Mandalorian settlements. Scared, confused and unsure who to trust, Echo becomes a bit of a local cryptid until he is finally captured and dragged to the only medic in the area: Sponge. Helping heal wounds and medical issues that have gone untreated for far too long is only half the battle. Upgrading some of his cybernetic prosthetics another quarter of the battle. The true challenge is helping the once proud ARC trooper regain his memories and sense of community...

Synthetic Genetics - After overcoming many trials and tribulations (many of them extremely emotionally tolling), both Echo and Dogma reach a point where they are willing to reconcile their relationships with Fives and Tup, and allow for Mae to use their DNA samples to be taken and used to create Replica Droids to house the two AI consciences.

Final Stand at the Farmstead - A notoriously violent group of slavers makes its way into Epifania and begins to terrorize the local towns in search of easy merchandising. Upon discovering the Sponge Clan's farmstead, a brutal battle ends in tremendous sacrifice for a clone medic and their four legged companion, as well as the unification of the many clans of the Lost Children of Mandalore who declare any enemy of the clones as their own enemy. Epifania becomes an official sanctuary planet for clones.

Fox's Warpath Story Arc

A Twist of Fate - Having witnessed the deaths of several of his Guard brothers and had his neck snapped by Vader, Fox feels like his time (and what little luck he ever had) has inevitably run out. Much to his horror however, an old ally stumbles across him and decides to lend an unwelcome helping hand. Forced to live despite having no real desire to carry on, Fox wanders aimlessly from planet to planet while trying to come to terms with all his past failures.

A Stumble in the Dark - After accidentally crash-landing on Epifania, a severely injured Fox stumbles across a water well and passes out from exhaustion after drinking his fill. He is woken up quite rudely when Dogma literally trips over him, while on his daily trip to collect water for the town of Bakkskrash. Fox is thusly reunited with what is left of his family.

Live, says the Ferryman - Despite his body being on the mend and having been reunited with his Guard brothers, Fox's despondent and withdrawn nature begins to worry several people. Recognizing where his depression might be leading him to, an entity that has grown quite fond of the clones (especially the Coruscant Guard) decides to give the lost commander some sense of direction. Sometimes the best revenge starts out with living well out of pure spite.

Fox the Bounty Hunter - Having overcome the stagnant cycle of self-pity and apathy he'd trapped himself in, Fox decides to do something about the Guardsmen still trapped within Palpatine's grasp. While gaining some prestige as a bounty hunter simply known as Rosso Vulpes, Fox enacts the second and third stages of his revenge by rescuing brothers that Rex's clone resistance has overlooked, as well as killing past abusers that had once crushed the Coruscant Guard under their heel.

The Clone Scrapheap - Several months after Tantiss's fall, Fox manages to locate one of Hemlock's private shuttles that seems to be traveling the galaxy seemingly on autopilot. Boarding the ship, Fox not only discovers what has happened to many brothers who were unaccounted for during the liberation of Tantiss, but also comes to a terrible realization over who is unwittingly commandeering the ship and its twisted experiments.

Operation: Delta Squad - After being promised valuable information that would speed up his imperial clone liberation mission, Fox agrees to work with a remorseful Scorch (who was rescued from the ruins of Tantiss but left physically disabled by his encounter with CF99) in locating the rest of his squad (who were being used as ransom by Hemlock to keep him in line prior to the destruction of the research facility). Tracking down the remainder of Delta Squad proves to be a bit of a challenge, but it's a mission that comes with a much welcomed surprise in the end.

Falling with Style - After four years of agonizing search, blood, sweat and tears (many of which were spent tracking down, rescuing and relegating forgotten or abandoned clones to new housing), Fox finally finds the two brothers he's wanted to free the most: Thire and Alpha-17, the only remaining vode still under Imperial control. Knowing fully well that this will be his very last mission, Fox gives it his all to save his ex-Guard kih'vod and the closest thing he ever had to a buir. While victory is sweet and the return to Epifania is celebrated, Fox has very little time remaining. His wounds are much too severe this time.

Rebirth of the Soul: The Candlelit Fox - Having fulfilled the purpose he gave himself, enjoyed what little he could live as a free soul, and watched his family both heal and thrive in their adopted home-world, Fox feels content enough with all he's achieved to let his ailing body draw final breath. A visit from the Ferryman of Epifania offers him a chance to leave a much more long lasting legacy. Fox passes on, and from his ashes rises Vela the Traveler, a fledgling Force Entity and patron saint of lost wandering souls.

-Rebels Era-

Force Wound Story Arc

The Thing in the Storm - After the Tribunal's grave-site was disturbed by Vader's dark presence, a powerful Force Wound forcefully tethered to the realm of the living the countless restless spirits of those who'd died in the crash. Confused, in pain and terrified, the amalgamated 332nd Company began to hunt down the one they believed was responsible for their abandonment and agony (Rex).

King Hunt - Long after Rex tried to run his Clone Resistance and eventually settled down on Seelos with Wolffe and Gregor, the amalgamated 332nd Company had spent years trying to lure the captain with elaborate distress messages. Those unfortunate enough to heed the call were consumed by the ravenous Force Anomaly, which only lost more of its humanity the more lifeforms it assimilated into itself. Well into the full swing of the conflict between the Rebellion and the Empire, Thing in the Storm manages to finally find a way off its moon-prison, bringing the hunt for the "traitorous king" to the wider galaxy.

Force Bleed - As the Thing in the Storm grows stronger and more bloodthirsty, its presence begins to be noticed by both still active clones and anyone who has been touched by the Force. Having recently been reunited with Omega after she'd joined the Rebellion, both Echo and Dove sense the impending danger that is actively seeking out Rex, and decided to embark on a journey to warn the captain of the violent storm that is brewing in the horizon.

The Storm Approaches - Dove, Echo and Cody manage to locate and reunite with Rex, who's been lured out into a snowy planet very similar to the moon where the Tribunal crashed. The similarities do not go unnoticed by the captain, who is uneasy throughout his trek trying to figure out what brought him to such a desolate planet with no real signs of life to be seen. Realizing this is an elaborate trap, Dove finds the group some shelter before a massive storm-front hits their location. Then a most perilous game of cat and mouse truly begins.

A Friend in the Dark - After dodging several ambushes and attacks from the incomprehensible abomination hiding within the storm, the group gets rescued by a familiar mercenary who may have been trying to unsuccessfully heal the horrific wound in the Force that the restless spirits of the 332nd Company have become. Zed warns the group that the Thing in the Storm is not at fault for its own actions (as they are a victim of terrible circumstances), but that if any further attempts to bring them to reason fail to work they will have no other choice but to destroy it to prevent any more damage to be done to the Force itself.

Jesse Wakes Up - Now knowing the true identities of the Thing in the Storm, a guilt-ridden Rex decides to give himself up to appease the monster his brothers have become. Dove, Cody and Echo do not agree to this plan however, and convince Rex to instead try to talk things out. Initially this does not prove fruitful, as the amalgamated 332nd are so consumed by their collective fear and anger that they immediately lash out. But, as the group tries time and time again to reach out and calm them, Jesse's consciousness begins to reawaken within the abomination.

A Monster at their Side - After regaining full control of his senses and then reigning in the rest of the terrified souls that form their amalgamated form, a repentant Jesse begs Rex for forgiveness over what transpired on the Tribunal. After being told of what truly went down on the day Order 66 rang out, Jesse decides to join the Rebellion as both an intelligence officer and potential assassin (as his new abilities as an eldritch abomination make him an ideal infiltration unit). He hopes that by doing some good, he will be able to make up for all the pain and chaos he and the rest of the 332nd caused as the Thing in the Storm.

-Sequels Era-

The Auction - Aoife a semi-omniscient gal completely out of her element, is tossed into a rather unexpected misadventure when she stumbles upon a black market auction that has a rather pricey and rare treasure among many stolen goods: A clone trooper frozen in carbonite. Unwilling to just let this slide, Aoife reluctantly bites off more than she can chew in her attempt to do the right thing.

A Colossal Conundrum - Having managed to successfully thaw out Hardcase (a clone that should very much not be alive) and explained to him that he has woken up 30 years in the future, Aoife has very few options when it comes to getting him medical attention as neither of them have a credit to spare between them. Undeterred by carbonite sickness or even the poorly treated burns he's saddled with from his stunt in Umbara, Hardcase attempts to break away and help himself. This in turn ends with them both stowing away in a supply ship that is headed straight for a Space Station known simply as the Colossus.

Friend or Foe? - While doing their best to get by while doing small jobs for Captain Doza on the Colossus, Hardcase and Aoife come across a few friendly faces who seem to be familiar with the nearly forgotten clone army. These new allies are certainly comforting to have around (especially for Hardcase who is still adjusting to being without his brothers), but they seem to be keeping tabs on something that is happening behind closed doors. Something that has to do with the new hotshot pilot/mechanic that Jerek Yeager has taken in...

Adrift in a Galaxy Far Far Away - With the Colossus on the move and Kaz's ties to the Resistance becoming all but confirmed, Hardcase is struggling with just sitting around doing nothing while Aoife's mind seems elsewhere. A certain Kel Dor mechanic decides to step in and try to help the antsy clone make up his mind, while a mysterious child that seems aware of Aoife's odd circumstances begins to follow her around like a shadow.

Ah! Pirates! - A chance run in with the Crimson Corsair reveals what it was that was bothering Aoife so much: The fact she knew Hardcase was not the very last clone, and that she wasn't entirely sure how to bring it up with him because she did not know how to track down the other living clone trooper. A little upset with her but not one to hold a grudge, Hardcase quickly reassures his friend that he's not mad at her for not telling him sooner (after all what good would it have done if he'd known and been unable to find his brother?). Both end up making a vow to both find a way to find Kix and to find a way to get Aoife back home. Which means both finding a way to track down and contact the Meson Martinet and her crew, as well as find someone who may or may not know something about what exactly brought Aoife into this particular universe.

Seeing Double - When a seemingly charming merchant comes to the Colossus on a business venture, things turn a little sideways when a supposed pirate appears and begins causing trouble for the Space Station. Teaming up with Kaz and the Aces, Hardcase and Aoife attempt to scare off the pirate, only to instead find out that not everything is as it seems. The clone army may slowly be falling into obscurity, but various bits and pieces of their history have value and Hardcase would rather die than let them fall into the hands of those who hold no respect for his vode or their culture.

Triple Brotherly Reunion - Dominik keeps up with his end of the deal he made with Hardcase and Aoife, and gets them a meeting with the crew of the Meson Martinet. While on their way to the meeting spot in Takodana, the duo is followed and seemingly hunted by something that keeps scaring off the local fauna... Hardcase and Kix are about to find yet another impossible remnant of the past, while Aoife slowly realizes that nothing is as black and white or set in stone as she's been lead to believe. Not even what should be considered the "canon events" of a universe.

Supporting Cast

[caliginouscreature]

Recently saw a post saying that seeing “low kins” in someone’s kinlist is a red flag that they’re merely KFF and like... I GET why (I am not immune to making such judgments myself), but also, is everybody just ignoring the part of “otherkin”’s most widely-accepted definition that specifically says it’s “identifying wholly or partially” as your kintype?

Like... that feels like something that deserves more pointing out and exploration, I think?  The community places so much emphasis on not being remotely human (whatever “human” means) at all, and ngl to me it sometimes seems like a desperate attempt to simplify and render black-and-white things for the sake of being more “valid” to a cruel world that doesn’t understand them. One hollers “I’m completely a wolf in mind and spirit!”, but how much of that is out of desperation to have outsiders see them as their kintype at all?  Does it not make one feel sad and invalid if they don’t have a shift in long enough?  Feel that they’re not “wolf” enough and might be wrong?

Would someone appear “cringe” if they said they were “half dragon” or “a little bit” of a fox?  Probably.  But ALL otherkin and alterhumans are that as well, to an outside viewer looking to gawk at a poorly-understood subculture.

Are there too many KFF folks out there making fakey kinlists of every character and species they relate even a little to?  Yeah, probably, but that shouldn’t be a reason to completely brush off those who may fit more into the “partial” definition of an otherkin identity.  It really is a facet of otherkinity that seems to be ignored a lot in favor of being completely something, and it deserves more respectful documentation so we can all be less confused and more understanding of it.

[hello-there-world]

anyway, have more...idk, niche?? obscure?? idk, these Rewrite headcanons are just random things that range from projection to things i think would be cool for them:

alright...ripping the band-aid off: Toxic Old Man Yaoi (it gets one-sided on William's end after...Y'know) is canon to the Rewrite. alright moving on-

(listen. i wasn't expecting to get into it. I Really Wasn't. and then it grew on me. and then i saw That One Line from the novels where someone stumbled on William's journals and read the parts about Henry and i just kinda went ??? oh so that's an actual line?? holy shit?? because i had seen someone post the line before but i didn't know if it was like. an actual line from the books. oh my lord.)

William wasn't exactly subtle, but unfortunately for him, Henry had the Autism Obliviousness (same here, bestie).

Claire, William's (now dead) wife, was actually aro, and viewed her and William's relationship as some sort of Lavender Marriage, because to her, she gets to raise the kids she wanted, and William gets to be gay for his business partner-

Anna also didn't mind too much, mostly because (unbeknownst to her at the time) she was a lesbian and already didn't really feel that way about Henry to begin with. she was more upset about the fact that Henry was so damn Oblivious.

Henry always struggled with his balance (i'm projecting), but before he got his cane, he'd lean on things for support or hold onto someone. Will would also help him get around by holding his arms or even hands. did i mention Will was not subtle.

William and Henry did Not have good childhoods. it's part of the reason why they're Like That with their own families (Henry being a good dad but a pushover, and William not being physically or verbally abusive, but being emotionally abusive instead because he's That paranoid about screwing up, and then ends up screwing up in another way).

William's obsession with rabbits and hares isn't purely a Special Interest thing (although that is a huge part of it), it's...also kinda partially something that came from some Childhood Trauma stuff, as well as kinda being a therian thing.

speaking of! 4/6 members of the Afton Household have some therian/otherkin shit going on. William is ockin (i don't think this one needs much explanation. like. i think the guy pretty much kins his own oc) and is a hare/rabbit therian. Michael is a dog/fox therian. Elizabeth is also a rabbit/hare therian. Cassidy is plushkin (look. do i even need to explain this one), and it's part of the reason he uses a lot of toy/broken toy metaphors for himself after he dies.

for William, being O'Hare was kind of this...escapism thing. he can be his true, genuine self and he isn't viewed as annoying for it. if anything, people find him lovable. he can be a playful silly hare and he's looked up to for it. but...after he becomes Springtrap, after years of being locked in a back room, stuck in building filled with spirits who either hate or fear him...at some point, William stops pretending he isn't a sadistic monster. it's hard to deny it. and so he doesn't. Springtrap is effectively William fully embracing being O'Hare....but becoming twisted at the same time, if that makes sense.

it's like...imagine you see this rotting green-yellow bunny that CLEARLY has a rotting corpse inside, but it's acting eerily cheerful and treating (checks notes) Chasing You Down With The Intent To Maim And/Or Murder You as a fun game you're both enjoying. yeah, by this point, William kinda Lost It (and by "kinda" i mean He 100% Did)

this is how several Fazbear employees died or Almost died by the way. Fazbear Entertainment owes them so much for therapy, both physical AND mental-

Michael struggles to figure out if he's dealing with Actual paranormal shit or if it's just hallucinations and stuff that he's having out of guilt and grief (USUALLY, it is the former)

Mike once dislocated one of his knees on the school playground back in elementary school (me projecting), and William practically spoiled him rotten during that time. Michael hated it, hated asking his father for help, hated being treated any different. but...with Charlie and his friends, it's like he was perfectly fine asking for help, welcoming of any assistance. oh well! i'm sure there's no deeper meaning to any of that- (something something "Fearing Dependency Yet Also Craving It")

Michael hates the fact he looks so similar to his father.

Jeremy's favorite song is "Mickey" by Toni Basil. take a wild guess why.

William and Cassidy are both technically nonbinary. William never figured it out because he never knew that there Were options besides Man and Woman. probably would've loved it/its pronouns. and neopronouns. Cassidy never figured it out for Obvious Reasons. look, both of them would've loved xenogenders and neopronouns. i honestly believe they would've loved those.

fun fact! Cassidy actually has a lot of similarities to William (of which i am All Too Happy to list. just say the word). uh...don't tell Cass that, though. it'd probably piss him off.

both Charlie and Mike inherited their dads' sexualities, technically (Henry and Charlie are Pan, Will and Mike are Bi).

Everyone's queer and a mess in so many different ways! William, just because you aren't hitting your children doesn't mean that you're a good dad. Stop. Read a parenting book. Actually, don't. I can't imagine 1970s-80s parenting books are that good for all that shit.

[uenodivision]

Beasts of Rap Cypher (Mega Yozakura Ver.)

Bring the Beat!

[Aranai:]

I'm Ride or Die, with a tale that's quite the fix

Channeling the power of Kyuubi in the mix

Like Naruto, I've got a spirit that will not bow

A fiery will inside, that's burning bright right now!

In the shadows, I move, a silent fox's stride

With Kurama's strength, I face the world with pride

Cold as the moon on a clear, frosty night

Yet hot like the chakra flames, taking flight!

Against all odds, I stand, fierce and unafraid

My resolve is like the seal, strong and well-made

Loyal to my pack, like the fox to the leaf

In the battle of life, I command and lead (Yozakura!)

Ride or Die, a name that echoes with fame

In the anime of life, I play the ultimate game

With a spirit both cold and hot, I fucking thrive

Like the Nine-Tailed Fox, I'm eternally alive!

[Lana:]

I'm Facade, the artist, with a vision so vast

My canvas tells stories, from the first to the last

Like the Beast Titan's strength, my art stands tall

A protective shield, it's a fortress wall

With every brushstroke, I fight life's cruel test

Guarding my sister, ensuring she gets the best

My colors are a haven, a safe, warm embrace

Like the Titan's arms, a secure, mighty space

In the gallery of life, my paintings are the key

Unlocking a world where my sister can be free

My murals, a battleground, where I fiercely contend

Against any foe, on me, she can depend

Facade, that's me, an enigma, a guide

With the Beast Titan's might, I won't let harm betide!

Together we stand, in this art-filled fight

A duo of strength, in the day and the night

[Aika:]

I'm VeeXn, living life with a hedonist's flair

Savoring each moment, like a breath of fresh air

With Renemon's grace, I dance through the fray

A golden glint in my eye, I seize the day

My laughter rings out, a melody so sweet

Indulging in life's pleasures, I never skip a beat

Yet, with a mother's heart, I fiercely decree

To my daughter, Keiko, a guardian I'll be

Like Renemon's swift strike, my resolve is clear

In the digital world or here, I hold her near

My love's a shield, from any harm, I'll defend

For her, I'll fight, to the very end

VeeXn, that's me, a spirit untamed

In the game of life, my joy's proclaimed

Hedonistic, yet a protector so keen

Balancing both, I'm a force unseen

[Eldrid:]

I'm Valkyrie, the champ, in the ring, I reign

With fists like Lucario's aura, I bring the pain

An MMA warrior, with a title to claim

I face any challenger, no fear, no shame!

From city to city, wherever I roam

I stand as a guardian, making any place home

My brother's keeper, in the fight of life

I shield him from trouble, from any strife

Like Lucario, I sense the auras around

In the silence of battle, I hear every sound

My spirit's unyielding, my resolve is steel

For my wife's safety, I'm the real deal!

Valkyrie, that's me, I'm a force so rare

In the octagon of life, I'm fully aware

Defending my kin with every move I make

I'm the champion of bonds that none can break!

[Nadya:]

I'm Vipera, the smartest alive

Crafting plans so cunning, you'd think I connive

With a mind so sharp, like a snake in the grass

I slither through problems, none can surpass

Revenge is a dish best served with my wit

Enemies beware, or in my trap, you'll sit

I'm the viper with venom, in every word I spit

A touch of poison, oh, isn't it legit?

Like Chopper's transformations, I adapt and thrive

In a world of pretenders, it's how I survive

Sarcasm's my shield, my tongue, a swift knife

Cutting through nonsense, it's just my life

So here's to the foes who think they can cope!

With Vipera's mind, you've got no hope

In this grand game of life, I'm the queen, the pope

And if you think otherwise, you're a hilarious trope

[Kanra:]

I'm D.Vil, don't test me, my temper's a flare

Dare to pick a fight? I'll give you a scare

My strength's abnormal, a power untamed

In a world of the normal, I'm unashamed

Short-fused, quick to ignite, like Retsuko's rage

On life's vast stage, I'm a force uncaged

I roar in defiance, my voice loud and clear

Challenging the world, without a hint of fear

Unmatchable might, in my fists it resides

With each battle I fight, my spirit abides

I'm searching, seeking, who am I to be?

In this reflection, what truth will I see?

Like Retsuko's metal, I'm a rebel's song!

In the heart of the mosh pit, where I belong!

D.Vil, that's me, fierce and unbowed

In the quest of self, I stand proud!

[Shian:]

I'm 'Ready or Not', in pursuit, I never rest

Like Legoshi on the prowl, I'm on a quest

A bail agent by day, a hunter by the night

Tracking down my targets, until they're in sight

Time is money, and I invest with care

In the urban jungle, I'm fully aware

Like a wolf, I stalk, with patience and grit

For every fugitive, I'm a perfect fit

My prey may run, they may try to hide

But like Legoshi's instinct, I won't be denied!

I value my hours, each minute's a gain

In the chase of justice, I endure the pain

'Ready or Not', that's the name I uphold

With a spirit unyielding, fierce and bold

In the world of the chase, I'm the leading plot

For those who skip bail, ready or not

[Aoba:]

I'm Guinevere, in this world, feeling lost

Navigating the present, at such a high cost

Haunted by guilt, a shadow from my past

Seeking redemption, a peace that will last

In a sea of ignorance, I stand for the wise

Disdaining the haters, who knowledge despise

Like Michiru Kagemori, I've changed, I've grown

In a world unfamiliar, I've stood alone

Transformed by my trials, like Michiru's plight

From human to beast, from darkness to light

Guinevere, that's me, a seeker of truth

In the library of life, I reclaim my youth

[Taria:]

I'm Misfit, the free spirit, no chains on my soul

Like Komamura's heart, my courage is whole

In a world that judges, I stand apart

Living my truth, my way, straight from the heart

I value my freedom, it's my right, my song

In the melody of life, I'm where I belong

No fear of being misunderstood, I'm clear

I'm the author of my story, I steer

Don't tell me how to live, I won't conform

Like Komamura's loyalty, I weather the storm

I'm unique, not a piece in your societal kit

In the puzzle of life, I'm the perfect misfit

So here's to living without a scripted plot

Like Komamura's strength, I'll give it all I've got

Misfit, that's me, unapologetically bold

In the book of my life, my story's told

[Kureha:]

I'm Eclipse, with a brush, I command the night

Painting dreams on canvas, with colors so bright

Grateful for each sunrise, a life anew

In Saitama's embrace, my passion grew

Protector of home, a shield for my kin

Like Panda in battle, I'm set to win

My art, my heart, both fiercely ablaze

For family and city, my love's a craze

Dare harm a hair, you'll meet my dark side

An eerie promise, in shadows, I'll bide

With Panda's spirit, my resolve's unshaken

In the face of danger, I'm not forsaken

Eclipse, that's me, a guardian so bold

In the gallery of life, my story's told

With a palette of valor, I paint my creed

For those I cherish, I'll always lead

[Sumire:]

I'm Diabla, the anarchist, with a vision unbound

In a world of chains, it's freedom I've found

No rulers, no thrones, just the people's sound

In the ashes of power, my hopes are crowned

I despise the corrupt, their hearts are so vile

Like demons, all they fucking do is beguile!

With Monokuma's grin, I see through their trial

In a game of deceit, I'm the judge and the dial

A new world I crave, where the free will rise

Away from the shadows, under open skies

My hatred for tyrants, it's really no surprise

Like a demonologist, I see through their lies

So here's to the fall of the unjust decree

With Diabla's chant, we'll set ourselves free

In the dance of anarchy, it's clear to see

I'm the change that's coming, the key to the spree

[Sanyu:]

I'm MC Rogue, not your average prototype

In a world of copies, I'm the real hype

"Normal" is a myth, a bland disguise

I rock my quirks, that's where my power lies

Like Keroro Gunso, I lead my platoon

Marching to my beat, under my own moon

We're all different, that's the master key

Embrace the odd, let the unique be free

I rap about acceptance, drop bars of truth

In the studio of life, there's no soundproof booth

We hear all the stories, the flaws make the groove

In the mix of humanity, we all can improve

MC Rogue, that's me, with a message so strong

Like Sgt. Frog, in this world, I belong

Celebrating differences, we dance along

In the symphony of life, we're all the song

[Yuriko:]

I'm Black Dahlia, with a vibe that's lethal

Dancing with death, I fear no equal

Refuse to bow, my head held high

Like Beerus & Champa, I rule the sky

I dare you to test, to try your luck

Against my might, you'll find you're stuck

In the rap of life, I am the dark beat

My presence alone will knock you off your feet

I'm the whisper of fate, the shadow of night

With a power divine, I'm the ultimate fight

Don't underestimate me, I'm far from least

In the hierarchy of rap, I'm the fearsome beast

Black Dahlia, that's me, a force so grand

Like gods of destruction, I make my stand

Last on the mic, but first in command

In the universe of verse, I'm eternally planned

@kyoto-division @minato-division01 @taito-division @edogawa-division @akihabara-division03 @kumamoto-division @ota-division @saitama-division @shinagawa-division @fukuokadivision1

[warrior-cats-rewritten]

Icecloud?

Icecloud and Foxleap

I'll assume you are asking about her fate in WCR.

As a bonus, I'm gonna throw in her twin brother, too!

They are both at least surviving The Great Battle and The Great Storm. No more random epidemic of greencough to kill off background characters.

Icecloud in particular is getting very interesting expansion. I have seen the fanart and I am a convert. Thistleheart x Icecloud. Icecloud has been secretly dating Thistleheart since The Hopeless Storm, and while she was labeled a Codebreaker, she was able to play if off in that she had accidentally crossed Shadowclan's border, breaking the Code of the Border.

She takes her punishment during the time, and makes sure to not get caught hanging out with Thistleheart. Icecloud, Foxleap, the GorseBeech triplets, Rosepetal, Toadstep, Featherpelt, Larkwing, Graystripe and Silverstream's second litter, and others make up what I'm calling The Nightmare Generation. The Generation that did most of their growing up during the Super Edition Hollyleaf's Nightmare, where Hollyleaf enters the backrooms and clips out of bounds Has A Very Fun Experience. The cutoff point is Cruel Season, when Dove and Ivy are born. That is the start of the Omen Generation, the ones who grow up mostly during early OOTS.

She leaves during A Starless Clan, joining Windclan and completing their trials. She will be very tested but determined to stay with her new mate, and their adopted kittens, Vixenkit and Timberkit. She also may finally earn that name she's been wanting for so long...

Foxleap, my sweet boy, the glossy-furred pretty boy with a talent for clay and wood carving. He felt pressure to be like his construction worker papa, but learned to branch on his own path when he watched Jaypaw fight to be both Warrior and Medicine Cat. He has a little crush on Jaypaw, but he has far too much respect for the Medicine Cat Vow to say anything, and it fades off by the time of Long Shadows.

He makes it through the Great Battle at the cost of another life, one I know I could catch some heat for. Though he isn't making it out unscathed, as it costs him a massive part of his right ear, and his right eye. His mother also survives, though due to her injuries, they don't reunite until the end of The Hopeless Storm (the redone Bramblestar's Storm).

During AVOS, when a horrific battle begins with the Kin, taking the life of Sandstorm, he manages to knock out a Kin member, Fox, and bring him back to camp. Fox escapes, and attacks Ferncloud for being in the way of his escape route. Saving her life, Foxleap kills Fox, earning him the Honor Title Foxcatcher.

But Foxcatcher is on borrowed time. The vain pretty boy isn't stupid, and fights with the Rebels against Bramblefake for his sister's safety, who tried to use his Honor Title against him. He dies at the paws of Bumblestripe, one of Bramblefake's biggest supporters...

He is trapped in the Dark Forest as a spirit, but not without having torn Bumblestripe's shoulder open first. He is freed by Ferncloud, who died before he did, and while in the Dark Forest, can move freely.

[basedkikuenjoyer]

The mood feels right, it's that time without light. Who's up for a lil late-night Togashiposting? Because there's one that has me thinking about a few concepts we've been on about. Which means we get to talk baby's first foxboy blorbo again. This was always one of my better posts that still generates interest today, but for the basic idea we talk a lot about the Akazaya as throwbacks and particularly Okiku's ties to Eiichiro Oda's own history on Rurouni Kenshin. There was another two-faced redhead in popular manga at the time, and we get Oda referencing the iconic clash with Game Master in interviews as a big moment he liked. But also just in One Piece canon it's interesting how Ryokugyu with a similar power intersects with Kiku's tale to bolster the connection. Likewise with the parallel story of the thieving fox spirit and how it intersects with Kiku's past.

For this part of our examination though, we're going to look through the lens of another meta concept we've been on about. Poking at the nature of "filler" and how much strict canon really matters? This is the finale of Kurama's last fight in the anime, something really glossed over in the manga as YuYu Hakusho tragically came to a close in the hurried Three Kings Saga. To me though, the anime at least salvages this arc into a worthy conclusion. I don't actually mind the idea of our quartet squaring off their personal arcs underneath the bigger show of the Makai Tournament. Kurama's fight with Shigure is so well done for that. One thing you have to give me, being filler or noncanonical is not an impediment to being an inspiration or an influence on someone else later.

The whole fight is a great finale for Kurama & his demonic past. We meet him distanced from it, they're reconnected in the Dark Tournament, he embraces it to answer the call in Chapter Black...then here after reconciling it he rejects the old self. Importantly though, he only wins through taking advantage of seeds planted by his old self. I love the final line to Yomi about it "I never leave anything behind." That reconciliation of past and present for a brighter future is where I really see Kiku picking up this torch. Himura Kenshin has a lot of similarities in his arc, but Kurama's with themes of reincarnation and parent/child bonds feel like the ways this gentle redhead seeped in. Of course, Kiku is still her own take on the idea. The trans aspect and cloaking it in a lady caring about her reputation is an excellent evolution.

Can't ignore the antagonist here either, this is why I was thinking this part in particular after all. A surgeon with a samurai vibe, choosing an honorable death after defeat. The way Shigure shaped the tone of this climax for foxboy's saga was giving me some big feelings. I honestly haven't rewatched the Three Kings Arc in years. The montage of core scenes though, showing us how Kurama grew into someone so willing to choose this new life, it had a big one I didn't really think about in this context:

How it all starts between he & Yusuke the MC. The story of the Forlorn Hope. That dub name is way cooler because the Funimation dub of the YuYu anime is a national treasure. But yeah...that's where this entire relationship started. It's an artifact that demands the user's life to grant a wish. An empty, unfulfilled Kurama was so casually willing to throw his life away to return a mother's love...without getting the point. Too busy turning over every possibility he hasn't realized how much he's grown. There's no way his mother would be happy with that trade because she doesn't see some legendary thieving fox demon...and if you told her she'd probably just say that explains a lot.

How does Yusuke solve it? Stepping in and sharing the burden. Very similar tone we'd see later with Usopp and the samurai. Even with the little dash of levity and that fine line between nobility and senseless self-sacrifice. Not to mention the big moment of Kiku's fall being Kin's final push to evolve and strike down Kanjuro. That's not unique to YYH but it's one of the biggest pillars of that series. But Bakura Town ends up being a lot like this in tone. The sumo match. Luffy jumps in because Kiku's putting her body on the line to amp up the crowd's panic. The two working together, Luffy stepping up and playing the hero for a moment, opens a new path. Just like the Forlorn Hope here and it letting them slide for being such good boys.

Then from there Kurama's story arc has the same structure we'll see out of Kiku later and Himura Kenshin around the same time. You've come so far by the time we meet you that we can do an arc about confronting that past. But that story can't end with going back to it, can it? No matter what it may mean, it's still so wild for me to see this connection over time. Kurama really was one of my first major anime characters I could latch onto and I've been a One Piece fan for so long. Just can't believe the cutesy waitress we met early Wano had all this in store.