#neko answers stuff

[desires-of-chain]

Question on neko chain

What type of animal will fit the chain best?

Legend perfect as a bunny and the pink kind too.

Like by cat breed orrrr just animal itself? i'll do a mix.

Twi seems like a tuxedo cat. Wars gives calico vibes, Wild seems like an orange cat, Sky or Rulie are tabby. Time is either a norwegian forest or mainecoon, Legend could be a Manx cat. Four is a munchkin. First could be a ragdoll 🤔 or something like Time.

animal wise? Twi and Time obviously stay as wolves. First is a lion, Sky issss idk mayhaps a falcon or loftwing. Warriors is a ferret, Four is a mouse, Wild is fox and Rulie can be a hummingbird or somethin else.

[little-honeypie]

Dear vets; does it make it difficult to hear things like heart/breathing problems in cats if they're purring? I feel like it would be very difficult.

[asmolbirb]

Hi I’m calling to follow up on my prescription, which I’m trying to get filled by you. I’ve been calling every day for 3 weeks and it still hasn’t been taken care of. What is preventing you from getting me my medication?

“Let me look into it. If it makes you feel any better, this issue happens all the time!”

Ma’am, why on god’s green earth would it make me feel better to hear that your system is so fucked that people can be stuck without medication for weeks on end without explanation and instead of doing anything to fix the issue, your company is just letting them suffer???

[azurecryofox]

Neko-Sufi: Is it okay if you show me your genderbend characters?? ^v^'

Some of my characters are genderbends.

Long list I'm pretty sure.

If I have a genderswap au I can check.

[piftamere]

part fourteen - interrupted (wc : 1.3k words; cw: a little suggestive towards the end, but that’s it :))

you knocked on the wooden door still high on what you just lived and a bit nervous as to what awaited you behind it.

“come in.” gojo was seating on a red velvet couch, on his phone, and got up to greet you. he looked tired from having just finished performing, a few strands of his hair were sticking to his forehead, his clothes were messy. he was hiding something behind his back that you didn’t see him pick up.

“i wrapped it just for you.” he was smiling, he looked like he was up to something.

he handed you a poorly wrapped gift, with tape placed seemingly at random on the small package. you refrained from making a comment, for once. suspicious, you took it and tore up the packaging, staring at the “gift” for a good 10 seconds, speechless.

“now that you’ve seen us play twice you’re obviously a huge fan of us, and of me, so here” with the stupidest smile on his face.

“a signed cd of your album…” you just stared at it mouth agape and looked back up at him, dumbfounded.

“it’s sold out everywhere, you know, and the poster inside is autographed too, you’re very lucky.” you were still silent, his smile widened and he burst out laughing. “if you could see your face right now!!” he was clutching his stomach, howling with laughter at his own joke.

come on it’s not that funny…

you punched his arm hard, not hard enough to hurt even if a small, tiny part of you wanted to. he pretended to be in pain, whining like the over the top person he was, before reaching in a bag next to the coffee table and handing you another gift, this time not wrapped for obvious reasons.

“you can keep the other one, you’re welcome” he winked, visibly very proud of himself. "for your collection"

it was a mug, shaped like a cat, a maneki-neko to be exact.

“what? how did you know?”, you sat down on the couch and he flopped down next to you.

“i don’t know if you remember, when we met, there was this one song i really liked and you didn’t want to tell me what it meant for you. i wasn’t really looking since you told me it was private, i didn’t want to pry you know. but i found this interview you did, for a blog i think, in it you explained a bit of the meaning and mentioned this.” he gestured to the mug in your hands

“isn’t that interview kinda old?”

“okay maybe i looked a little”, he looked at you with a smile as you chuckled.

wait… you chuckled??

there’s a beat of silence as you examined the mug in your hands, remembering how you used to collect stuff like this as a kid whenever you went somewhere.

“i said i collected tacky mugs, this one’s not that tacky it’s cute!!”

“sorry i have such good taste” he shrugged, grinning. “i saw it in the window of a store and thought of you.”

“thank you. i’ll have to start collecting them again now.”

gojo examined you for a minute, as if he was wondering if he could pry now.

“why did you stop?” he was looking at you but you were still staring at the cat shaped object, “i’m embarrassed… don’t laugh ok?” you turned to face him, suddenly very serious, he nodded, intently listening “an ex made fun of me for it”, he huffed out a laugh.

“what did i just say?”

“come on that was barely a laugh… and it wasn’t at you” you tilted your head, confused, “it’s just funny how we all do stupid shit when we’re in love”

“even you?” you sounded slightly mocking, you were having a hard time picturing it, he didn’t answer, instead playing with his rings.

“gojo?” this time your tone was softer, worried that you might have offended him just now.

“oh sorry i was… lost in thought i guess.”

“you can think?” you gasped

he elbowed you, pouting, as you laughed.

“we can change the subject if you want.”

he seemed lost in thought again but before you could bring him back he spoke.

“it’s ok. i was in love once and it ended badly. end of story.” he shrugged again, looking a little defeated.

“why did you break up?”

“she was getting harassed, threatened too, by our ‘fans’. she broke up with me ‘cause she couldn't deal with it anymore, and i get it… i think. i decided to avoid serious relationships since then.”

“i made a similar decision after my last relationship.”

“so no more dating for you?”

“nope. not until i’m satisfied with where i am in my career.” he hummed in response, “do you have a specific goal in mind? like sell 'x' amount of albums, or go on tour, before you’ll be satisfied?”

you thought about it for a moment, “no not really…”

“so how will you know?” it was his turn to tease you now.

“are you seriously criticizing the logic behind my decision? mister ‘one heartbreak and i became a whore’?”

he gasped, like you knew he would, “how dare you! i’ve had enough, get ready to face the consequences of your words!” he charged forward and started tickling you until you could barely breath and were laughing uncontrollably.

“stop! stop! i surrender, i take it back, you’re not a whore.” you said in between laughs holding up your hands, as he let you breath, laughing too.

neither of you said anything for a minute as you settled next to each other, still chuckling, the silence was comfortable but you didn’t want the conversation to end just yet, not when you felt like you finally caught a glimpse of who he really was.

you looked up at him, catching him already examining your features, but he didn’t look away. you felt your face heat up, still you kept his gaze.

he was leaning in closer, shit shit shit what’s going on, and you weren’t moving away??

your shoulders bumped and your eyes darted back and forth from his own to his lips who seemed impossibly close to yours now, were his eyes always this pretty? they looked unreal, mesmerizing, like you could drown in them, like you would willingly drown in them if he let you. he stopped, his breath fanning on your skin, his eyes were glued to your lips, you couldn’t think straight anymore.

maybe you were okay with what was happening.

maybe you wanted it.

maybe you had wanted it for a long time.

suddenly the door swung open and you were brought back to reality.

a girl appeared, an ipad in hands, and if looks could kill, you’d be 6 feet deep. she rolled her eyes directly at you.

“’toru, they’re waiting for you.”

he sighed and fell back against the sofa, running a hand over his face. “i’ll be right there, wait outside. and i told you to stop calling me that.”

“no, you have to come right now.” she stood her ground, staring daggers at you.

oh, got it. you were probably gonna regret doing this later, but you didn’t care right now.

you placed your hand on gojo’s thigh, making sure that she could see, and his eyes shot open.

you checked the look on her face before looking at him through your eyelashes, pouting your lips slightly “but… i haven’t properly thanked you yet, ‘toru.”

he short-circuited, you thought, because he stopped moving. still you wouldn’t back down.

you traced your fingers up his thigh, in a walking motion, and hooked them on one of his belt loops before whispering loud enough for her to hear.

“guess we’ll have to continue this another time.”

your eyes were glued on gojo’s shocked expression, but you knew she was fuming.

you waited for a moment before finally adding, “you can go.”, breaking the spell he was under.

“you sure?” he visibly gulped.

you nodded in response, and he unwillingly got up. as he was walking through the door he glanced back and caught you watching him leave. you heard him laugh in the hallway.

“fuck.” you whispered, once they were far enough to not hear.

[tldr : gojo gives you two gifts, one dumb and one thoughtful, in his own way, you get closer but a girl interrupts you and you toy with gojo a little to piss her off.]

fun facts

y/n has pretty bad decision making skills

in the interview, from a year ago, y/n explained that her song 'before you can' represented her fear of commitment (shocker!) and she told a few anecdotes about her childhood and her silly little dating life

when y/n told nobara, she thought it was hilarious but stupid

author's note

my editing skills are deplorable :o

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ tugging on heartstrings ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

as an aspiring solo artist, you dream of making it big in the music industry. With your talent and unwavering determination, you find yourself entangled in a web of romantic pursuits amidst rumors and betrayal. Will you emerge unscathed and manage to navigate your love life in the chaos of fame?

Part fourteen - Next

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[13as07]

Cats and Dogs #4

(Kiba Inuzuka Smut)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to Pixiv Id]

Requested by: Me (and a lot of you guys)

Word Count: 4,188

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

[Reader] is a Neko (or as close as I could get with my rushed research and to go with the story line) per request

Name Calling: Kitty, Cat, Good Girl

Thigh/Face Riding

Bite Marks/Scratching

Collar/Leash

Hair Pulling/Choking

Pet Play

Oral (Female Receiving)

Blood

Degrading

Breeding Kink

Repost since tumblr is being weird

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     My heartbeat rings in my ears as Kiba's voice rings in my head, slowly into down my body. His words twirl around my spinal cord before settling between my legs, the licks of the fire formed by them still present in my body. "Well, Kitty?" He pushes, eyes locked on me as he takes careful steps forward.

     My mouth falls open, stumbling around to form an answer. Nothing will come out, nothing will even try to come out. My struggle to answer makes his smirk grow, his canines glistening even more from the exposure, making my mouth snap shut.

     "Hush, Kitty Cat," he unneedingly silences me, moving forward again. His knee shoves mine apart, sitting on the bed between my thighs. He leans forward, a hand cupping the side of my throat and the other pressed against my waist. "See? It doesn't hurt you to knock off the hard-to-get game," he mutters, leaning forward to brush his lips against my neck.

     My breath picks up, trying to stiffen the buzzing feeling hidden under my skin. His lips settle in a spot, his mouth softly sucking on the skin and making it harder to keep my breathing even. Kiba's knee slides forward, adding pressure to the tingles between my legs. "Nyaa," the sound stumbles out, a hand jumping up to grip his wrist, the other one shooting forward to cling to his shirt.

My skin is released, and a chuckle spills from the dog. His hot breath coats the spot he was just sucking on, both warming me up and sending shivers through me. "Sit pretty," he orders, using his hold on my waist to push me forward, making me straddle his thigh. Another meow is bubbling in my throat, the small grinding making the fire grow. "Good girl," Kiba mutters, softly squeezing my throat.

A shaky breath hisses out because of the two words, my anger, and hatred for him struggling with my lust for domination. Kiba's head dips back down, tongue sliding over his old markings. "Kiba," I whimper, squeezing his thigh between mine. The hand around his wrists lets go of him long enough to ball up more of his shirt, the material squeezed in both of my fists now.

"I thought you didn't want me?" He teases, his grin pressed against my skin as his tongue toy with my bite marks, spears of pain poking out from the touch.

"I don't," I try to hiss, but it doesn't work out; the words come out airy, almost desperate.

"Tell that to your body," he mutters, gently pushing on my waist so I grind back and forth on his thigh. Like yesterday, his nose nuzzles my collar, pushing it up so he can pay attention to the skin underneath it. The playful dog, nibbles on a spot, resting his teeth against it, pulling them back, and then repeating.

Anticipation fills me up as I wait for the sizzling pain of his teeth slicing my skin apart. It doesn't take long until it happens, canines digging into my throat, fitting against my skin. "Kiba, Kiba, Kiba," I call out, arching my body against him. My hands burn from clinging to his shirt so tightly, my chest pressed against him, and an orgasm slowly building up from the forced grinding.

"Kitty, Kitty, Kitty," he teases, the nickname coming out muffled from his lack of letting me go. "I can feel your pussy purring against me."

Heat crawls across my face as I tingle more. Why does he have to be such a dirty dog? "Don't say stuff like that."

His jaw relaxes, tongue lapping at the sore spot before he pulls back. "Why not? Do you not like being called out for being a desperate kitty cat?"

"I'm not a desperate kitty cat," I whine, shifting my head around and avoiding the eye contact he's trying to make.

Kiba's hand shifts, clinging to the spot that my chin starts melting into my neck. He pushes my head back a bit, squeezing tightly so I can't move my head around anymore. "Look at me," he orders, his tone a little harsher than I'm used to.

Slowly, I slide my eyes over, doing as ordered of me. Amusement lights up his eyes, his cocky smile back on his face. "Tongue out."

"I'm not doing that. It's degrading," I mumble, shifting my eyes away again.

Kiba shifts my head, eyes locked together again. "Tongue. Out." Again, I'm reluctant, but I do slowly slide my tongue out, letting it hang. His eyes brighten even more for my obedience, the dog in a bit of a power kick. Despite his cockiness, he moves his thigh in time with the way he's moving my hips, pleasing my pussy even more.

"Keeping moving," comes his next order, his hand leaving my waist to toy with my ears. This is an order I happily obey, keeping my hips in motion as Kiba does as he wishes. He pets my ears for a while, a thumb rubbing across the back of them before he starts tugging on them, pulling on the hair surrounding them. "I want to eat you," he whispers, dipping down so his nose is pressed against mine.

"Really? Didn't notice," I mutter, trying to shake my head and make the collar clink around.

Kiba chuckles a bit, lips beelining down to kiss along my collar. "I do enjoy your neck but I want to eat your pussy, Kitty."

"What?"

"Lay down," he orders, releasing my neck and pulling his thigh out from under me. A displeased whimper spills from me before I can stop it, my disappointment with the lost friction hanging in the air. "Move," this order is followed by a soft pat to my cheek before Kiba positions himself on the bed, lying on his mattress, knees bent off the edge, and his feet planted on the floor.

I shift around, giving him the space to lay how he wants before I look down at him. "Sit," he mutters, his hand shooting up to grip the chain around my neck. Kiba uses it to pull me around, situating me so I'm straddling his waist before tugging me further up. He finally lets me settle on his chest, my knees pressed closed over his pecks.

"Up." Again, he does it himself, big hands cupping my ass and pushing me onto all fours. A yelp escapes me as I'm pushed around, knees pressed into his arms and my hands holding me up above his head.

Kiba buries his dumb muzzle into my boobs, nosing around them as his hands busy themselves tugging my bottoms off. "What are you doing?"

"Taking your clothes off so I can eat you out and enjoying the warmth of your titties," he deadpans, glancing up at me like I'm the dumbest person alive. "Cats don't talk, they meow." With that, he goes back to shifting me around, working my panties off and nibbling on my chest, getting a mouth full of cloth and a chunk of flesh.

I'm pushed back onto his chest, thighs shoved together instantly as I'm perched on him. Kiba's eyes roll over my thighs, hands busy shoving my shirt up and slowly tugging it off. "Come here," he mutters, gripping my waist again to tug me forward, lifting me a bit so I'm hovering over his face.

"Kiba, I don't - nyaa," Kiba lowers me, his tongue instantly sliding through my folds. "Kiba," I hiss, a hand falling to grip his hair, the other one shooting forward to press against the wall, helping me keep myself balanced. He hums, tongue poking at my hole before it slides over my clit. "Kiba," I mutter again, the word stuttering out.

I'm pushed up, just a tad, his breath coating my trembling cunt. "Let's play a little game, Kitty Cat. As long as you meow, I'll toy with your pretty pussy. If you stop meowing, I'll stop playing."

"That's degrading," I mutter, staring at the wall to avoid looking down at him.

"Alright, we won't play," he grumbles, starting to get up.

"No! Wait!" I whine, eyes falling as I grip his hair harder. Another lopsided smile is on his face, the amusement as wide as ever in his eyes. "I'll... I'll play."

"Good girl," he mutters, starting to lower me again. "Behave and meow for me."

"Nyaa," I whisper, letting my eyes fall closed. This is so degrading. I'm being pleasured by a dog, being forced to meow to get what I want. Kiba's tongue pokes at me again, pulling a louder meow from me. He chuckles under me, slowly starting to fuck me with his tongue. "Nyaa, Nyaa, Nyaa," I whine on repeat, my fingers gripping his hair and accidentally tugging on it.

"Kiba? Nyaa. Kiba, please? Nyaa, Nyaa," I ramble, grinding against his tongue, the vibrations of his laughter only making me needier. "Please?"

     He ignores me, tongue still lazily playing with me. Two or three thrusts before it slides up to pay attention to my aching clit, before falling back down. "Damnit," I almost cry, my orgasm washing over me as I spill out meows as much and as quickly as I can. I can't have him stopping as I come undone.

Huffs spill from me, tongue hanging out willingly this time as I pant to catch my breath. The dog under me stills, letting me settle down from my orgasm; for a second at least. "Kiba!" I yelp, the large man wrapping his arms around my legs before he flips us over. "What... what are you?" I mumble, my back arching as both my hands cling to his locks now.

"What are you begging for?" He mumbles, lapping at my clit a few more times before he pulls away from my pussy. His eyes are shining with pride, sharp canines dripping with my mess that spills down his chin. "What do you want, Kitty?" Curiosity is mixed with the amusement in his eyes now. "Is it my dick? Do you want my dick?"

"No," I whisper, dropping my hold on his hair and letting my arms fall to my stomach, slowly rubbing it as I look around the room. My knees click closed again, a bit embarrassed about how exposed I am. All that's left covering me is my bra and how Kiba is looking at me, I'm not convinced it'll be on for much longer.

     "Speak," he mutters, eyes still lock on me as his head lowers. His teeth graze my thighs, carefully waiting for my reaction.

     My cheeks heat up again at the degrading he keeps doing, eyes sliding around the room again. "Nyaa," I grumble, a curse quickly following the animalistic sound. His teeth sink in, instantly snagging on my skin, and exploding pain across my thigh. "Kiba, that hurts," I cry, hands instantly back in his hair, trying to peel his mouth off of me. "Nyaa, Nyaa, Nyaa. Please? Kiba? You're hurting me."

     The meowing gets him to release me, causing a sigh of relief to spill from me. Relief doesn't live long in my lungs though; Kiba latches back onto me, his teeth feeling like daggers as he starts the slow tearing and marking of my legs.

     He chomps away, littering me as much as he wants. Each tear at my skin instantly starts painful and full force, small spills of my blood mixing with my cum still plastered on my thighs. I only manage to count seven of them before my mind is too fuzzy to keep up with Kiba's constant movements and attacks.

     "Nyaa, Nyaa, Nyaa," the sound constantly spills from me, quickly paired with wetter spilling from my eyes. "Kiba, please," I whine again, trying to wiggle my legs out of his grasp. "I can't take anymore. Please stop."

     As soon as the word 'stop' spills from me, Kiba snaps up straight, eyes scanning my face. Droplets of my blood are mixed with my mess on his face, the red color standing out against his peachy skin. Slowly, his eyes drop down to the shamble he's left my thighs in. They ache and sting so bad that my leg muscles shake from the pain. His fingers press into one of the marks, pulling a cry of pain from my lungs.

     "Don't make those noises," Kiba mutters, shoving his fingertips into a different mark.

     "Why... why not?" I hiss, my chest pumping to try and cool some of the pain crawling up my body.

     My hands shoot down to pull him away; a failing attempt since he snatches both of my wrists, the iron grip of a hand wrapping them. "Your squealing makes me want to bite you again," he mutters, sparing me a glance before he looks down again. Kiba's eyes snap up again, looking scarier than I've ever seen him. "Roll over."

     He releases my wrists, taking a step back before he starts undressing. My eyes stay locked on him, watching him grip his shirt collar and use it to tug it off his body. Having his eyes on me so intensely makes me shake but my eyes trailing down his body makes me shake for other reasons.

     The click of his belt, the snap of his pants button, and the undoing of his zipper make me roll over as ordered, settling on my stomach. "Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit," I whisper to myself, yelping again when Kiba grips my hips, tugging me backward.

     He manhandles me again, pushing my legs up under me so I'm kneeling. His hand falls to my stomach, pushing up on it until I'm situated on all fours. "Good girl." Shivers spill down my spine, as do gentle kisses from Kiba until he stops leaning over me.

     Footsteps fill the room, then a drawer being opened and closed, and finally, footsteps again before he is pressed against me. I turn my head to the side, cheek resting against his blankets as I try to figure out what he's doing. His hand grips my collar, spinning it around so it's on backward. "What are you doing?" There's a click, and then a line of thin silver metal in my sights. "What are you doing?" I repeat, my voice louder this time as I go to stand up.

     "Stay, relax," Kiba coos, hand on my shoulder as he clips the leash onto my collar. Reluctantly, I settle on all fours again, the cold metal of the leash resting against my back. The chill makes my back curve, pulling a pleased hum from the man behind me.

     My head drops down, peaking at him between my knees. His hand is busy pushing his pants down, then his boxers. Kiba's dick springs out, making my stomach stop. He wasn't lying about those nine inches, but he didn't even hint at the width of himself. The dog behind me is going to feel every inch of me. Dear Lord, I'm going to feel every inch of him.

     "Come here," he hums, using the leash to tug me backward, the tip of his dick tapping against my pussy. "Relax, Kitty, okay? If you're not relaxed, it's going to hurt."

     "I'm relaxed," I whisper, staring at the wall in front of me.

     Kiba's hold on the leash tightens, tightening the collar around my throat, and slightly choking me. "Good girl," he praises me, his free hand falling to my hip. It'll be alright. He'll be nice and gentle, I can take this.

     The leash snaps as his grip tightens to help tug me backward. Kiba's hips thrust forward at the same time, deeply sinking himself into me from the get-go. "Kiba!" I yelp, my hands jumping up to cling to my collar.

     "Cat's meow. Meow," he orders, his hand leaving my hip long enough to tug my hands away from my collar. "Don't pull on your collar. You're going to hurt yourself."

     I whine, falling back onto all fours. Kiba hums softly, slowly pulling himself out before slamming into me again. "Nyaa," I whimper, different feelings mixing in my body. Pain shoots out from my thighs, a mix of pain and pleasure spilling from my slight choking and Kiba being buried in me. "Nyaa, Nyaa, Nyaa," I stumble out, giving him a meow for every thrust he gives me.

     "You sound so pretty, Kitty. Pretty, dirty, little kitty. What would your clan think if they knew you were getting fucked by a dog like me?"

     "They... they'd... they..."

     "Would feel ashamed? I bet they would. I bet you feel ashamed. Obeying and being bred by an Inuzuka. Are you going to let me fill you with my pretty litter?" Kiba chuckles at his degrading of me, the hand on my hip sliding down to press against my womb.

     "Kiba - "

     "Cats meow," he repeats, tugging in my leash harder, forcing my head backward so I'm looking at him. A wolfie smile is on his face, as giddy as ever as he works me over. "Meow, Cat."

     "Nyaa."

     "Good girl. You're going to be a good breeding pussy, aren't you? You're going to take all my cum deep inside you. I'm going to flood your womb with pretty puppies for you to carry for me. Am I understood?"

     "Nyaa, Nyaa, Nyaa, Nyaa," I race out, both enjoying and not liking that idea. Both liking and not enjoying how much Kiba is getting off to this. I swear next time I'll get the upper hand on this dumb dog, remind him why cats are so much better.

     "Fuck," he grumbles, tugging himself out of me and loosening his grip on my leash. His hands settle on my hips again, rubbing his thumbs against my skin as he takes a breather. The leather of the end of my leash is pressed against my skin too, counteracting the chilled metal.

     "Are you okay?"

     "Ya, I'm fine, Kitty. Just need to change positions," he mutters, littering my back with kisses again. Once Kiba catches his breath, he's back to manhandling me. He flips me over, settling himself between my thighs before turning us over again.

     I stumble around, trying to settle into my straddling of him. Kiba's hand reaches up, sliding under my collar and leash to keep hold of my neck for a moment. "Such a pretty Kitty," he mutters, rubbing his thumb against the side of my throat. "Are you going to be a good kitty and ride me?" I open my mouth to respond but he stops me, his hand releasing my throat to slide up to silence me. "Kitties meow."

     "Nyaa," I answer, the growingly familiar heat of arousal and degradation enveloping me. The answer is good enough for Kiba, who grips my thighs and helps me position myself on his tip before he goes back to holding my leash. Another bout of degradation fills me at the sight. Dumb cocky dog treating me like his pet.

     Slowly, I shift down, taking every inch of Kiba. By the time I settle on his lap, I'm already panting from being filled so snug and his patience seems to be close to gone. I take a second to position myself better, leaning forward so my palms are pressed to his chest, my nails resting against his skin. I move up again, sinking back down faster than the last time.

     "Damnit," he grumbles, one hand tightening on my leash as the other falls to cling to my hip again. I swear there's going to be fingerprints there tomorrow. "Meow for me," he mutters, forcing my hips down faster.

     "Nyaa," the sound comes out chipped, the new position and Kiba's extra help aiding the tip of his dick into a spot it hasn't touched yet.

     As the pace keeps going, my nails dig into his chest, starting to for little crescents in his skin. The soft touch pulls a soft "wan" from him, making him slam me down faster.

     I automatically decided to scratch him harder, payback for the messed up state of my still stinging thighs, new waves of pain melting through my burns every time I slid back down his length. I dig my nails in, letting them slide down his chest, my wrists bump against my knees before my fingers jump back up to tear him into smaller strands.

     Kiba's "wans" spill from him just as much as my meows, filling the room with our animalistic sounds. His constant movement of my hips makes it hard for me to keep up my bouncing, but from how tight my leash is being pulled and how fast his chest is pumping, I don't think he cares.

     "Shit," he growls, his hand shoving me to the side instead of helping me bounce up and down, causing my nails to scrape across him before I lose my grip.

     Not even a beat passes before he's on top of me again, his hands clinging to the backs of my thighs as his shoulders work to shove my knees up. "Kiba?" I call, hands shooting up to try and get a grip on him again. My fingertips end up landing on his face, my mind split between the overwhelming pace of his thrusts and trying not to claw his face up again.

     "Kitty?" He growls, mouth hanging up a bit, and tongue laid out as he pants.

     The look of Kiba's eyes scares me a bit, making my stomach drop once again today. He looks ready to eat me alive, to dig his canines into my neck until my bones snap. "You're scaring me."

     My sentence is ignored; or maybe not heard from how quiet it was. With every thrust Kiba's head inches forward, getting dangerously close to my neck. The points of his teeth rest against my neck with his next thrust, a preview of the flesh-tearing bite to come. As predicted, when he thrusts in, his teeth clamp down, pulling a scream of pain - and perhaps a bit of fear - from my lungs.

     The sounds seem to only make his jaw clench tighter. The skin around his teeth throbs, the flesh trapped by him stinging so bad I'm worried my throat muscles are going to give in and tear apart too. My blood trickles out from the puncture wounds he keeps making deeper and deeper. My blood feels warm sliding down my neck, some of it being lapped up by Kiba as he swirls his tongue between his toes of teeth.

     The bite might hurt the most, but it's not the only place that hurts. My thigh still sting too, our mixed salt-filled sweat dripping into the wounds to cause stinging, and Kiba's skin rubbing against them to cause a soft ache. The rest of my throat hurts as well; previous bite marks from the week and today, a faint throbbing pain from my collar being tugged on so much, and the sharp scratching poking out every time I breathe caused by the scream slammed out of my lungs.

     Everything throbs so much that I almost don't notice Kiba's movements have stopped, his hips still against mine. It takes a moment, long enough that I'm worried something is wrong before a trickle of warmth is spilled into me.

     The trickle doesn't last long, soon turning into a steady gush of cum being spilled into me, so much being pumped out that my pussy can't hold it all, leaving the last quarter of Kiba's semen spilling out onto my thighs. He wasn't kidding when he said he was going to flood my womb.

     Once again, everything stops for a moment before Kiba relaxes against me, his body weight pressing into me more. His fangs loosen a bit, a soft pop of his jaw sounding before they finally let me go. His head lulls for a moment, ending up pressed into my neck, coating the sticky mess of sweat and blood with warm air.

     "I shouldn't... shouldn't keep you pressed up like this," he mutters, slowly climbing off of me, letting my legs tumble back down to the mattress. Kiba rolls over, lying down next to me as he pumps for breath, trying to calm himself down.

     I stay still, blinking repeatedly to try and push the pain down as I look up at his ceiling. Does he want me to get dressed, and leave? Is that what he's waiting for? Would it be impolite to ask for a rug to get cleaned up with... and maybe some medical attention? I'm pretty sure the dumb dog ripped out a part of my esophagus so it shouldn't be rude... I don't think. Maybe I should just get up and leave... and stop at Neji's to make sure -

     "Shit!" Kiba yelps, jerking up right. "You're bleeding. Like a lot. I am so sorry," he rushes out, quickly crawling out of the bed before he disappears into one of the doors in his room. No, he didn't want me to leave, he's just a stupid dog. A dumb dog with some weird wolfie clam over me and a box of rocks for brains.

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[thefandomdirtymind]

Hi! I have a request for Sanji speaking french (I have to admit I LOVE this idea of yours 🥰)

The words are: "My precious little butterfly, so innocent, so divine. Oh if only you knew... the things I want to do to you, my poor sweet maiden... they will give you nightmares, ones like you’ve never had before. A nightmare that will have you begging me not to wake you up."

I found this quote recently and it's from a book called 'Lucca' written by Sarah Brienne (Didn't knew about this book until then, perhaps I'll check it out later). I'm not sure if it's a romance novel or an erotic one but one thing is certain: Sanji (both anime and Live Action version) reading erotica in french would be DEVASTATING 🥴😩💖

Language of love Event : Sanji speak french !

A/N : Hi ! I'm so glad you like my idea and thank you for your request. After some research the book is definitely a erotic one, dark romance of what I could see. I hope you will like it and the little Sanji part I add to it.

Sanji / OPLA Masterlist and Coming Soon

The French Book

"Mon précieux petit papillon, si innocente, si divine. Oh si seulement tu savais…Les choses que je veux te faire, ma pauvre et douce jeune fille…Ça te donnerait des cauchemars, comme tu n'en a jamais eu avant. Un cauchemar duquel tu me supplierais de ne pas te réveiller. " Sanji read to you, an amused smile playing on his lips.

You were so happy to give him that book you found in the small library in town, the only French one the little place had. However you had definitively, without knowing it, brought back to him a French erotic book from your trip to the market. 

Sat at the island kitchen in front of him, your head in your hand, you smile. Hearing Sanji speak French was like a treat in your days at sea. 

" Is that good? " You asked, only catching the word divine in both languages. 

" It definitely is, merci mon coeur * " He answered from his side of the kitchen island as he continued to read. * Thank you my heart

Maybe one day he will translate it to you, or maybe he will simply show you himself what that book is about, but one thing is sure he will read it with you in mind. 

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Pretty Woman Sneak Peak - Izuku x Reader

It’s Friday night and Silence echoes through his apartment. 

Pictures flash soundlessly over his TV screen but he stopped caring after the News portion had wrapped up.

Izuku slowly pushes his empty plate away from him and pulls out his phone.

He checks his messages, ignores the masses of fanmail on his social media apps, and taps the unassuming blue square, chewing on his lips as the app loads.

Everything about HeroEsc looks professional and sophisticated. It eases his nerves a little bit as he swipes through the app. He answers a few questions, makes sure that his profile is set up correctly, dodges the premium payment plan, and suddenly finds himself face-to-face with hundreds of options.

His heart beats painfully in his chest as he scrolls down, trying not to look too closely at all those people. People that would happily accompany him to an event, pretend to be his friend. All of that for a little money.

Izuku swallows harshly against his growing unease and closes the app, putting his phone on the table.

He’d gone alone before. Had brought his mother to events when his friends and coworkers had brought their partners and spouses. No one would bat an eye if he came alone again.

And come to think of it, his mother wouldn’t mind pulling out her best dress to walk a red carpet again. 

But there’s something… Izuku shakes his head and picks up his phone again, clicking on the app before he can overthink this again.

This time he notices the filter. He taps it and snorts. He can sort possible Escorts by hair color, skin color, and even by type of Quirk.

He taps the last option, his usual interest in the subject tickled. If anyone asked, Izuku could claim he’d gotten to know them because of their quirk. Everyone and their mother knows he’s a bit of a Nerd when it comes to Quirks.

Another window pops up, and his heart squeezes uncomfortable when he reads the question: “Do you want to include (1) Quirkless Escort? Yes. No.”

His finger punches the Yes before he can think about it and a face card is added to the roster. Izuku taps it, an almost electric current running through him as he waits for the picture to load.

I will start posting when the fic is finished, which will take me a few weeks from now if I don't get sick again.

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Shattered dream sans x a reader who works for nightmare- [idk if this is what you mean by like you know writing reqs-]

Cas and Null decided to write this together! Hope you enjoy <3

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Alright, this is probably gonna get real complicated REAL FAST

Man is crazy (obvi)

But he’s thankfully (or maybe not thankfully) crazy for you

Uhhh… good luck with that…

So man, this can go a few ways… None of which are probably good lol

Let’s say you’re close to Nightmare before stuff hits the fan. Well, as close as you can get to him…

He’s kinda emotionally constipated, but we love him (kinda)

Nightmare, if he actually gives a damn about you, probably would be… let’s just say “reluctant” to have you around his newly corrupted brother.

He trusted him even less now tbh

BUT

I mean, at least he’s not suspiciously nice anymore??? /j

So, man’s crazy x2 so both of them are kinda trying to manipulate you in order to “see their side”

Basically, they’re fighting over you. One as a romantic interest and the other as platonic… probably.

But basically, neither are exactly “right”

You were doing a pretty good job at trying to stay away from Shattered!Dream until, one day, he managed to corner you when you were really sleepy

“Oh, poor thing. Aren’t you tired of mercilessly working for that…. Imbecile brother of mine? Come here, rest your head.” Shattered cooed at you from the other end of the room, watching you stumble your way into your house after a particularly rough mission. How did he even get in here? You were too tired to care. You shuffled over to him and slumped down at his feet, resting your head in his lap. He places his hand on your head, tenderly stroking your hair and murmuring sweet nothings. 

So naturally, you were like “whaT THE FU-”

Nah, you totally didn’t suspect anything. I mean, how different could Shattered!Dream be from his old self? (very different, as you’d come to find out)

You hadn’t slept in literal days, you’d just come back from one of Nightmare’s missions, things got messy in that mission, “your husband is dead, we found him with no head” type shenanigans. 

(… the frick did I just say???? ADHD brain is wack as frick, don’t do vegetables, kids)

Your brain was confused and static-y (is that a neurodivergent thing???) and you were just done by that point

You were kinda not too trusting of him, buuuuut… his lap was comfortable, what else can I say, Your Honor?

(I was just in a silly goofy kinda mood, so I fell asleep on my mortal enemy’s lap)

His voice was relaxing, his lap cozy, the mood just right, and you were exhausted beyond belief

So what did you do?

You fell asleep

Anyways

I have no idea if any of this is coherent

When you woke up (like 16 hours later, thanks to exhaustion) you found that you were in your bed.

You, not knowing wtf just happened, are confused, of course.

Was that all a Dream? Well, Dream was involved but NO, IT WAS NOT A DREAM

HIT THE PANIC BUTTON

You have gay panic for a bit until you see the note on your bedside table

He called you mi cielito in the letter.

Mi cielito?? Depending on if you know Spanish, you may be a little confused. Means “my little sky”... what can I say, he’s a sucker for Moon, Sun, Stars, Sky, etc. motifs

Same

Alright, so…

Thankfully, unlike Nightmare, he’s probably not gonna leave dead birds outside of your doorstep

(probably)

You know, for someone that doesn’t really like cats (we all know what I’m talking about), Nightmare sure does act like one… Neko! Nightmare coming up? (I know the word “neko” just dealt +40 psychic damage to one of you out there)

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Alright, I didn’t really answer your request but I am PLANNING on making this a smol series. So like… a few parts? I just really want to get this out! :]

Cas was sorta working off of first caffeine in week, combined with not sleeping in over 24 hours.

Hope you enjoyed! Please, feel free to send as many requests as you want!

[toydrill]

ULTIMATE CBS MASTERPOST

(or, a general hub to answer a few questions that my followers who are here for other things that are not my passion projects might be curious about)

recently i've been really pushing hard into working on this revival project, so i thought it would be helpful to have a nice big post with links to all of my stuff inside it!

"what is care bear stars?"

care bear stars was a 2008-2009 fanime created, drawn, and animated by joshua click (known at the time as jcstars5). here's a general synopsis:

Care Bear Stars follows the story of Terry Rogers, who meets a magical anthropomorphic bear named True Heart Bear. She gives him a magical talisman, and with it, he transforms into Tender Heart Bear. Along with the other Care Bear Stars, they work to protect good feelings and love among humankind and fight the evil Professor Coldheart, alongside a rogues gallery of otherworldly foes.

for those who don't know exactly what a fanime is and what it entails, here's a good definition from TVtropes:

Fanime (a portmanteau of “fan” and “anime”) is a type of Web Animation typically created by young amateur artists that originated on YouTube around 2006, a year after the site's launch. ... In the past, many fanime were animesque cartoons based on pre-existing anime, especially Tokyo Mew Mew and other Magical Girl shows. Tracing was also common. Instead of using animation software, creators would usually draw frames in MS Paint or Photoshop and composite them in Windows Movie Maker. ... As fanime was predominately created by very young artists inexperienced in animation in the beginning, it gained a reputation for being bad. ... Following the mainstream popularity of Nyan~ Neko Sugar Girls, this type of fanime dominated the community for a long time, but creators attempting to create genuine shows still remain and the community has grown increasingly talented and creative throughout the years.

care bear stars was received pretty well for its time for fanime, receiving a decent amount of fanwork and discussions on websites like deviantArt. though it was far from the only fanime at the time with its premise, its generally considered one of the pillars of first generation fanime alongside series like elemental goddess, and stood out for having full TV length episodes (something that was unheard of at the time for fanime).

the project was cancelled in 2009 after the creator received a cease & desist letter from then (now defunct) owners of the care bear stars franchise, cookie jar group.

for a more in depth write up of my knowledge of CBS during its active period, joshua click's thoughts looking back on the series in adulthood, and where many of the VOs in the project are now, you can check out this document i've worked on and off on for 8 years

"why do you gaf?"

autism

i met some really great friends from the fanime community and now i've imprinted on this show in my mind more than any fanime that i'd ever watched

i love care bears

autism again

as a testament to said autism: here's a collection of all the care bears stars fanart i've ever found

"okay so what is care bear stars r?"

exactly what it sounds like. it's just a 1-to-1 remake of the premise, characters, etc with what i could find of the original project + what i would have done if it were me

for an in-depth (but WIP) write up of my revival, CARE BEAR STARS R, you can click here

you can also find all of my art & write-ups here , and all of my friends' fanart here , and all of the references for them here

other resources

my twitter thread that i consistently update

my tumblr tag for posting about care bear stars

the original series in chronological (series) order

thank you so much for reading!

[dialovers-translations]

DIABOLIK LOVERS Mukami Family 5th Eternal Blood Vol.3 & Vol.4 Animate Tokuten Drama CD “A Certain Day at the Mukami Household

Original title: ある日の無神家 [コウ・アズサ編]

Source: Diabolik Lovers Mukami Family 5th Eternal Blood Vol. 3 & Vol. 4 Animate Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Kimura Ryouhei & Kishio Daisuke

Translator’s note: This CD was very...random lol. I did not expect a power tower to be inside Kou’s package AT ALL. Honestly, the most tricky thing about this CD  was to make sense out of all the background noises and get an accurate mental image of what is going on. This is definitely the kind of CD where I wished there was some kind of visuals to help me with that.

*Ding・dong*

…

*Ding・dong*

Kou: …Hey! The doorbell’s ringing! I’m kind of too busy to open the door right now!

…Nobody’s around? Geezー Guess I have no other choice. 

 Kou gets up. 

*Ding・dong*

Kou: Yeah, yeah…Who is it? 

He opens the door. 

Kou: …Oh. A delivery. You need my signature, right? …Wait! It’s huge! Whose package is this…? Let me see…’Mukami Kou’...For me!?

The delivery man asks for his signature. 

Kou: Ah, my signature, right? 

*Scribble* 

Kou: This’ll do, right? …Just leave it there for now. I’ll figure out what to do with it. 

*Thud*

Kou: Thanks!

The deliveryman leaves.

Kou: I’ll get in trouble if I leave it out here in the hallway, huh? That being said, there’s no way I can carry such a large package all by myself…

Azusa: …What’s wrong? 

Kou: Uwah! …Azusa-kun!? You’ve been standing there!? Don’t give me a scare!

Azusa: Oh…My bad. 

Kou: Perfect timing though~!

Azusa: Eh? 

Kou: I actually just had this huge package delivered to me. I can’t carry it on my own so help me out, will you?

Azusa: With package you mean…this? …Mmh, sure. 

Kou: Well then, let’s carry it to the living room right now! You hold that side, okay? Ready? …Three, two, one…!

They lift the box. 

*Rustle* 

Azusa: Uu…It’s even heavier…than I expected…I wonder what would happen…if I were to rest it on the floor…I’m sure my hands would get crushed underneath…hurting them…Fufufu…

*Rustle rustle* 

Kou: Ah, hey! Don’t tilt it! You can think about that sorta stuff once we’re in the living room, okay!? 

Azusa: Okay, gotcha…

*Rustle* 

Azusa: I’ll carry it to the living room, okay? 

They start moving towards the living room. 

*TIMESKIP*

Kou: Ah…I’ll pu it down here, okay? Ready…Go! There!

*Thud*

Azusa: There…

*Thud* 

Azusa: Phew…

Kou: Ah~ That was so heavy. I’m glad we managed to get it here but what now?

Azusa: What’s inside this package? 

Kou: No idea. It’s a package for me so I guess I’ll open it.

Azusa: Mmh.

Kou opens the package.

*Rustle rustle* 

*Cling*

Kou: I knew it…I mean, I kind of had a feeling it’d be this.

Azusa: …? 

You walk up to them.

Azusa: Ah…

Kou: Oh, M-neko-chan, you were at home? You should have answered the door earlier then. 

You apologize. 

Kou: Answer the door next time if you’re just going to say sorry now…Wait, are you listening?

You ask about the huge package.

Azusa: Kou got this, apparently. 

You ask who it’s from.

Kou: Or rather, it’s the prize I won at a variety show the other day. I gave them permission to deliver it to my private address because there’s not enough room at the agency but I had no idea it’d be this large of a package. 

You ask what it is.

Kou: You’ve never seen one of these, M-neko-chan? This is a power tower. They’re running a little behind on the trends though.

Azusa: How come you know about this, Kou? 

Kou: Who cares. Anyway, this doesn’t fit the aesthetic of my room and Ruki will definitely get upset if I leave it here in the living room. Guess I’ll throw it out before anyone else finds out. 

Azusa: Mmh. I believe that’s for the best.

You protest. 

Kou: Eh? Why would it be a waste when I know I won’t use it?

You explain. 

Kou: I don’t care if it was a prize or not. It’d just use up space and get in the way, right?

Azusa: We won’t get anything out of it by placing it here.

Kou: Yup, exactly! Besides, can you imagine Ruki using this thing to stretch every morning?

You shake your head. 

Kou: Right? 

Azusa: I…can’t imagine it either. 

You frown.

Kou: If you’re that persistent about it, why don’t you give it a try? Then tell me what you thought of it! If you’re very positive about it, I might just change my mind. 

You hesitate. 

Kou: I mean, if you don’t want me to throw it out, you better try and change my mind quickly. So come on, give it a try. You can’t help her, Azusa-kun. Just stand there and watch. 

Azusa: Mmh…I understand. 

*Rustle rustle* 

Kou: …What’s that~? Having trouble reaching it, perhaps? I mean, the bar’s up pretty high after all. Maybe you should try jumping into the air to grasp onto it? 

*Thud* 

Kou: Come on, M-neko-chan! Jump a little higher! That should be easy for a kitty like you, right?

*Thud thud* 

*Cling* 

Kou: Wow! Great job~! …So, how does it feel, hanging down from it? 

You explain. 

Kou: Heeh…Now that you mention it, your back does seem perfectly straightened. Seems like someone has taken a liking to it, huh? 

You nod. 

Kou: I see. Then why not stay like that a bit longer? While we’re at it, I’ll turn it into an even better experience for you~ One sec, okay?

Kou steps away for a few seconds. 

Kou: Sorry for the wait. You’re still hanging onto the bar, right? 

*Thud*

Kou: It’s impossible to read without a stepping stool after all. …Now if I do thisーー 

*Rustle rustle* 

You ask what he’s doing.

Kou: Huh? I’m using this rope to tie you to the bar. This way you can keep hanging on it even if you let go, see? …All ready!

*Rustle* 

Kou: Ahahaha! Now you can truly get the full experience! This device, you see…

*Rustle* 

Kou: I wonder if it’s meant to improve these back muscles? 

*Rustle rustle* 

Kou: Aah, I see~ I guess you train them by wriggling around like that~ Then do you think it’d improve these muscles as well? 

*Rustle* 

Kou: Fufu, what’s wrong, M-neko-chan? You’re twisting your body from left to right~

You protest. 

Kou: Heeh…It doesn’t work to improve the neck muscles, you say? Then maybe you should make even bigger movements! …Like this!

*Rustle rustle* 

Kou: Fufufu…Does that tickle~? …Right, right! If you move your whole body like that, it might really work wonders! I’ll tickle you some more, okay? 

*Rustle rustle*

Kou: Fufufu…Ahahaha! Ah, right! I just had a glorious idea! I need to get something from my room so hang on! …Azusa-kun, she’s hanging down like that to fix her bad posture so let’s both try our hardest for her sake, okay?

Azusa: I see…Gotcha. 

Kou runs off. 

Azusa: …I wonder what has gotten into Kou all of a sudden? He seemed to be having a blast. 

You reach out to Azusa.

Azusa: …Yes? You want to ask me something? 

You ask Azusa to help you out. 

Azusa: Why do you want me to let you down? It’s for your own good, isn’t it? 

You explain. 

Azusa: It hurts? Then…I’ll let you down right away, okay? 

He walks over and starts untying the rope. 

*Rustle rustle* 

Azusa: …Hm…Huh? It’s been tied with a really complex knot…

*Rustle rustle* 

Azusa: Oh…You want me to put you down on the floor? …Mmh. Sure. 

*Rustle*

Azusa: Oh…I wonder if I could use this lever to change the height of the bars? 

*Cling cling* 

Azusa: Is this good? Can you reach the floor with your feet now? 

You nod. 

Azusa: Mmh. …Hey. How badly do your wrists hurt? 

You explain. 

Azusa: A numbing pain? In that case…I should really try and remove the rope. 

*Rustle rustle* 

Azusa: I’ll start with this side, okay? …Ugh…

*Rustle rustle* 

Azusa: Eve, are you alright? Your arms must hurt, huh? I promise I’ll untie you at once. 

*Rustle* 

Azusa: Ugh…Uu…

*Rustle rustle* 

Azusa: Hm…

Azusa continues to struggle with the rope. 

Azusa: Oh…!

The power tower nearly tips over.

*Cling* 

Azusa: …Ugh…That was close…My bad, Eve…Ugh…

Azusa tries to fix it back in place. 

*Cling* 

Azusa: Phew…

Kou: Ah! Hey! Azusa-kun, what are you doing!? I told you not to touch it but you’ve lowered the bar!

Azusa: S-Sorry…I just couldn’t watch her in pain. …Ah, by the way, Kou. What did you bring with you? 

Kou: My phone! I figured it’d be fun to snap a couple of pictures of her! I was even going to show them to Ruki-kun and Yuma-kun afterwards but that plan’s been kind of ruined now.

You beg Kou to untie you. 

Kou: Yeah, I know. I’ll remove the ropes right away. Ah-aah~ Boringー 

Azusa: I’ll help untie you as well…

*Rustle rustle*

Kou: Huh? That’s strange…It’s not coming loose at all…Ugh…

Azusa: What will we do…if we can’t untie the knot…? 

Kou: I’m sure we’ll find a way somehow! Come on, tug onto this rope together with me!

Azusa: Mmh…Okay. 

Kou: Ready, go!

They both tug onto the rope. 

*Rustle* 

Kou: …Phew, it’s loose!

Azusa: Haah…We did it. 

*Cling cling cling* 

You lose your balance as the power tower nearly falls on top of you.

Kou: Ah…Uwah! watch out!

Kou stops it just in time. 

*Thud*

Kou: …Phew, made it on time…

Azusa: Eve, are you alright…? 

You nod. 

Azusa: …Ah. …Hm?

*Rustle* 

Kou: …Ah. Don’t tell me…the thing we’re stepping on right now is…Ruki-kun’s precious book, isn’t it…? 

Azusa: Yeah. …The pages are all creased…

*Rustle* 

Kou: Oh no! We’ll be in serious trouble if he finds out! We have to get rid of all evidence before he gets home!

Azusa: E-Eh…? But…How do we do that…? 

Kou: We untied you, so you should fix this for us, M-neko-chan!

You tell them there’s nothing you can do. 

Kou: Gosh, you’re so useless! Ruki-kun could be home literally any second now!

They can hear the front door opening in the background. 

Azusa: Ah…Aah…W-What do we do…? Seems like he’s home…

Kou: Uwah…We have no other choice but to run then! Come on, you two! Hurry up!

Kou starts running away.

Azusa: Run…? But where do we go then? 

Kou: That doesn’t matter! Anywhere Ruki-kun can’t find us!

You ask him what to do with the power tower. 

Kou: I don’t care about that thing right now! If I had known this would happen, I would have thrown it out as soon as I had the chance!

Azusa: If Eve no longer needs it, let’s get rid of it. 

Kou: Oh come on! Let’s just run before Ruki-kun gets here!

Azusa: Ah, wait…!

All three of you make a run for it. 

ーー THE END ーー

[katashikat]

Welcome to the Carnival

A Carnival!Jax fanfic..

The main character is my OC.. a cat neko with blue eyes, black hair and neko features, named Katashi.. this fanfic is a self ship and may or may not get spicy later on.. I don’t take credit for Carnival!Jax or the idea, he belongs to his creator, but this fanfic was inspired by @an-albino-pinetree

“Chase you can’t be serious about this..” Kat protested as she watched her friend use a bolt cutter on the chains around the wire gate. The chains snapped and fell with a loud thud to the dirt below, the gate swinging open slightly at the lack of weight.

“And why not? You love adventure right?” Chase said flashing her a toothy smile, his blue cat neko features reflecting the light of the full moon above them.

“This place has been shut down for years and there must be a reason.” Kat said laying her ears back as Chase carefully stepped through the gate before turning to face her.

“Don’t be a scaredy cat, I’m sure there’s nothing in there except cool stuff to look at, now come on before the cops drive by.” Chase argued motioning towards the building behind them. Katashi looked around a moment before sighing in defeat and stepping through the gate. The two walked up to the decent sized building, it was an old movie theater that shut down from bankruptcy, at least that’s what they say. The building was boring even before it started deteriorating, the grey walls and brick covered with plants and poison Ivy wrapped itself around the poles surrounding the entrance. The lettering on the signs above the doors were missing random letters and for a second Katashi thought she saw the words “RUN” and “BLOOD”. But she shook away the thought as they approached the already cracked open door.

“Looks like someone made it here before us.” Chase mentioned as he pushed the door open. Katashi stood back as Chase went inside and the echo of his footsteps played back to her as he disappeared from sight.

“This place is lit!” Chase yelled out as he kept looking around the lobby.

Katashi laid her ears back as she slowly stepped inside the building, the old wooden floors creaking under her weight.

“Chase??” She called out into the darkness as she took slow and cautious steps into the lobby.

“Down here!” He called back from down a hallway. Katashi’s tail flicked with anxiety as she walked around the lobby, some of the shelves still held candy, the wrappers now covered with dust. One of the candy shelves was knocked to the floor, candy scattered across the floor with empty wrappers creating an unknown trail into the darkness. The counter was a mess with popcorn boxes and cups covering the floor, the old computers glitched, hinting that there was still some power in the building somewhere. The entire building was eerily quiet with the faint sound of static echoing down the hallways, the best Katashi could see was lighter patches of black mixed among the length of the room. As Katashi walked around she suddenly tripped over a knocked down fence barricade, which sent her to her hands and knees, catching her breath she looked down to see large paw prints sketched into the dusty floor, her heart stopped as the rapid steps covered the floor before seeming to head towards a specific hallway. The paw prints weren’t like that of a dog, but large with long strides between each one.

“Uh Chase..” Katashi called out as she slowly stood, dusting herself off. Getting no answer Katashi walked off in the direction of the prints, coming into a long dark hallway, striped wallpaper tearing from the walls, Katashi noticed streaks of red drawn onto the walls, which urged her to walk faster.

“Chase!” She called out as she turned to a doorway on her left, walking into what appeared to be the theatre room. Stairs lined each side of the room, seats filling most of the room while a white screen, giving off the faint static sound she had heard earlier sat in front. Katashi stared at the white movie screen, its brightness filling the room other than the shadowed corners in which dark curtains hung, hiding the back entrance of the screen. Katashi walked down the stairs as she looked around, her ears swiveling as she listened for Chase. Speaking felt like a sin in this room, as if your voice would be the tool to your death. Nearing the bottom of the stairs Katashi looked around, the static from the screen beginning to make her ears hurt. She hoped Chase was just playing a trick on her, but he knew the consequences of such an act. He still holds a scar on his arm from the last time he attempted one. Katashi searched all the seats hoping to find him waiting for her, but he was nowhere to be seen. Katashi walked up the set of stairs leading to the screen, gently grabbing ahold of the curtain and pulling it back slightly. Her pupils shrunk to pinpricks as fear caught hold of her. In the room behind the screen, stood Chase, his hands covered in blood as he clutched a wound on his side, he was backed up against the wall, his blue hair splattered with red while his clothes had tears. Chase pinned his ears back as he stared ahead of him, his legs clearly trembling with fear. Katashi was about to speak when a large figure came into view. As Katashi looked up at him she realized what made those paw prints. Grey, colorless fur, black pants, the sound of metal grinding, it froze Katashi in place as she fearfully watched, the sound of her heartbeat about to betray her. Once fully coming into view Katashi saw a tall rabbit man, his ears nearly scraping the ceiling of the room as he walked towards Chase, the metal sounds were chains that were locked around his neck, weighing his head down noticeably. His large rabbit paws took wide steps as his noodle-like arms held a bloody knife. His eyes were large, with black pupils that nearly filled the entire space, an unnaturally wide smile was spread across the rest of his face as he stepped up to Chase, raising his knife.

“STOP IT- PLEASE- LET ME GO-“ Chase cried as he pointlessly backed up against the wall. The rabbit only stared down at him with no emotion, other than the smile that seems to be permanently placed on his face. With a sudden tilt of his head the knife plunged into Chase, his chest resisting the knife only so much as the rabbit pushed it deeper, Chase gasped as blood spilled from his lips before his body slowly slid to the floor at the rabbits feet. The rabbit then whipped his head in Katashi’s direction causing her to scream and run. She scrambled to the stairs as the rabbit walked out from behind the curtain. Katashi leaped up the stairs as fast as her cat like flexibility would let her, but when looking behind her, the rabbit was sprinting on all fours, his long ears pinned back against his head as he reached the top of the stairs in half the time, he jumped in front of her and Katashi slid to the ground before pushing away from him, sending herself falling down the stairs. She hit the ground and groaned as the rabbit hopped down to her. Before she could try to stand the rabbit gripped her by a handful of her hair, lifting her off the ground. Katashi yowled in pain and squirmed to get out of his grasp but he simply slammed her head into the wall before dropping her, letting her unconscious body rest on the floor.

Katashi woke up to find herself in a large room, when attempting to move she realized her arms and legs were chained to the wall. Pinning her ears back in fear she looked around for the rabbit, who stood in front of her, his blank stare drilling holes into her. Katashi whined and backed up as she stared up at him, remembering what happened to Chase.

“W-who are you- what do you want-“ She cried attempting to back up against the tight hold of the chains.

“I want you..” He quietly spoke, his lips moving but his teeth remaining clenched together, his ears twitched occasionally, while the rest of his body stood stiff, the bloody knife he used to kill Chase still in his hand, now dripping with more blood than before. Katashi blinked away tears as she stared up at the rabbit, foolishly pulling at the chains as if they would suddenly free her. The rabbit stepped closer to her, his large paws making soft thuds against the cold concrete floor.

“I always wanted a pet..” The rabbit spoke more to himself than to her as he reached out towards her, his white glove brushing against her cheek as Katashi closed her eyes, turning away.

“Don’t worry kitty, it won’t hurt that bad.” He said raising his knife to her as his smile slowly grew in size. Gently he placed the knife against her cheek, it’s edge resting dangerously against her soft skin, Katashi closed her eyes as she prepared for her death, but only a slight cut was carved into her cheek. The rabbit pulled back, his pupils now pinpricks as he licked the blood off the knife, his smile still wide. Katashi stared up at him as blood dripped from her cheek onto the floor, her heart pounding enough to burst out of her chest. After the rabbit licked the blade clean of her blood, he stepped up to her, quickly gripping a handful of her black hair and lifting her up to him, the chains pulling back in protest. He lifted the knife to her throat and a low chuckle echoed through his clenched, blood-stained teeth. He traced the knife down her throat and chest before resting the edge against her stomach, Katashi gasped and sucked in her stomach, attempting to make room between her skin and the blade, the rabbits large eyes sparkled as he pushed the knife closer to her, getting pleasure from watching her struggle in fear. Before he could give her another mark, a sound echoed from down the dark hallway causing his long ears to stand at attention and turn towards the noise. He growled at the interruption and backed away from her setting the knife on the table.

“Don’t go anywhere~ I’ll be back.” He grinned before hopping down the hallway on all fours.

Katashi breathed heavily as she watched him disappear into the darkness, the knife sitting ever so teasingly on the edge of the table.

“What the fuck is this place..” Katashi said as she once again glanced at the walls covered with bloody tools.

To be continued….

[yuyinesque]

𝓘CHOR'S 𝓩EALOTS! — welcome! as insinuated in the title, these are my loyal people, but in simpler terms, ichor’s original characters! these characters are ichor–originated and ichor-cultivated, therefore, unless you follow ourolite, you will not see any characters like such. anyone who possesses the notes of these individuals are performing an act of plagiarism; do me a favor and let me know if such occurs. aside from that, however, enjoy them! they’re quite the esoteric bunch. you’re welcomed to ask questions about them and they will happily answer. you mag also request reader x oc prompts despite some of the listed ships being canon! the requests are open. i must warn you, disturbing topics such as homophobia, transphobia, yandere themes, murder, swearing, drugs, disorders, paraphilias, and so on will be mentioned in a casual manner. if this list concerns you, let alone the list located in my byf, you’re free to leave! if you’re into that kinda stuff, ya freak, then sit back and peruse; you've caught their attention, after all.

✗. INDIGO ! ~(=^‥^) 〰 “And here I believed that my breed was known for their stamina. Am I not immune to the woes of the world? No, no one is. Therefore, I’ll continue stretching my sugar intake until I reach the whole world. Will I die during my journey? Ideally, yes, I will. There’s no more to it.” maneki-neko teaser. indigo’s relationship hc’s. character ai.

✗. ILLŪNIS ! (¬_¬") 〰 “It would be impossible to find a body in the desert. If it were up to me, I would sever your body into little pieces and hide them in dunes. Heh, they will never stop locating your body.” rusalka teaser. illūnis’s relationship hc’s. character ai.

✗. EUN BYEOL ! (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) 〰 “At times, memories are as intricately ethereal as your palms, but as tormentingly jaded as the skin embued on the back. Tell me, has there been a memory that describes your whole hand? Would you relay it some time to me?” neptunian teaser. byeol’s relationship hc’s. character ai.

✗. ZOLENE IRENE ! (✷∇✷) 〰 “How to spell—Huh? Constellate? Yeah yeah I know wh—it’s uhhh… Con. Stell. S-T-E-L-L—Gotta feelin’ that there’s two L’s, heh, might take one of them after this—Okay, and ATE. Like hungry ate not numba eight. Got it?” demi-god teaser. zolene’s relationship hc’s. character ai.

✗. SENCHA VILLOSA ! ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱ ♡ 〰 "Spring is arrived... The sun is very happy itself..." xipe’va teaser. sencha’s relationship hc’s. character ai.

yuyinesque | translate with permission & peruse without theft.

[weebnotheree]

꧁༺♡⚜『𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝟚 - 𝑀𝑟. 𝐶𝑟𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟』⚜♡༻꧂[PT4]

𓂀 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛 𓂀

ENJOY! (songs not mine!!)

•♫•♬♡• 𝙑𝙤𝙩𝙚 + 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 - 𝙁𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 •♡♬•♫•

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YOU: Golden eyes, hair to ur waist, rich clothes ofc u dress nice. But wolf. Your ears are bigger than both ur daughter's and Crystal so. Yk like anime characters anime wolf girl, that's how your hair and ears are. Like Black Hanekawa from Bakemonogatari. Ik ik she's a Neko but- jus go with it. Also, you have a tail, ofc..fluffy. (thats ur night gown but anyway)

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[𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓴'𝓼 𝓒𝓵𝓾𝓫]

("Heads Will Roll" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs continues)

[Ash]♪"Off, off, off with your head!"♪

[cheering]♪"Dance, dance dance til you're dead!"♪

[Ash]♪"Heads will roll!"♪

[Crowd]♪"Heads will roll!"♪

[Ash]♪"Heads will roll! On the floor"♪

♪"Dance, dance dance til you're dead!"♪

♪"Off, off, off with your head!"♪

♪"Dance, dance dance til you're dead!"♪

The crowd cheered loudly as she finished. "Thank you so much. [waves]Good night" She went backstage, handed in her guitar as one of the staff gave her a soda with a straw. She took a sip before seeing a familiar face. "Moon. Hey" and hugs him tightly. "Wow. [chuckles] You were great out there" he said hugging her back. "I got to go back out for an encore" jumping on her feet and taking a few more sips of her soda.

"Okay. Hey, but what are you doing after the show?"

"Uh, nothing" "Well, listen, I know this is crazy short notice, but you always said you'd come back to work with us when the time was right" he started. "Of course!" 

"Well, this is that time.-" Moon said before someone bumped into him. "Here, paycheck" Rick said as he handed it to her. She looked at it, squinting her eyes. "I'm getting the gang together to go audition for this huge show-" she cut him off and looked at him unhappily. Rick was chatting with someone "Just-just a second. Hey, Rick, how come you're only paying me half what the other acts get?" as she walked over to him.

"I pay what I think you're worth, sweetheart" "Oh, okay. See, I have this rule about not letting guys like you tell me what I'm worth, so, you know, unless I get paid like everyone else, I'm out of here"

(forget this I'm getting too many ideas and I NEED to put u in....and there's a surprise hehehe)

He chuckles. "This is the only club in town. Where else you gonna play?" "I have no idea, but I'm sure as heck not sticking around here. Let's go" she put her cup down, fast walking away and Moon followed her. But then he looked back and saw a woman on stage..A light gray wolf. Singing as she walked on stage. He stopped. "Who's she?" he questioned out loud. Rick looked over and smirked. "That's L/n. A talented, famous, rich, woman. She's our main singer and dancer here" 

Moon was confused about who she was still. He didn't know her because all of his life he's been working with his movie theater to keep his dad's legacy alive. (or does he? O-o) 

(Bold: in Korean. Regular font: in english)

♪"BLACKPINK. Ah yeah, ah yeah"♪

[Crowd]♪"BLACKPINK. Ah yeah, ah yeah"♪

Ash came back. "Moon. What're you doing?" he didn't answer, he just watched. Her eyes followed his gaze onto the stage. 

♪"A good face and a bad attitude"♪

♪"The volume hidden in the slender body is doubled"♪

♪"Go straight ahead without hesitation"♪

♪"When we say black, we say pink, we are pretty savage" [crowd]"BLACKPINK!"♪

Yeaah..they watched the whole thing. The crowd cheered as the song ended. [crowd & Y/n]♪"Hit you with that ddu-du ddu-du du"♪ 

She waved and thank them walking backstage. The staff did the same thing they did with Ash. But she gave them her mic to clean and they gave her cold water. The crew was fixing her makeup, hair and stuff, whiping off sweat and things while with Ash and Moon. "Who is she? I've never seen her here before" she questioned (not jealous lol). 

"I know right! She was amazing!"Moon said excitedly. "We need her to be in our show!" Rick chuckled looking at them. "Good luck with that. She's our main singer and dancer. We don't need you anyway, we got her" he says as he walks over to her with a paycheck. 

"Here you go, sweetheart. You did excellent" You take it as the crew move away bc they were done. "Thank you. Oh! You did listen to what I said right. Everyone g-" "--gets an equal paycheck. Yeah, I know. Dont worry everyone was paid equally" 

Ash squinted her eye at him(bc she listened)like what the heck face and walked over.  "You didn't pay everyone equally! I got half a paycheck and the others got full!" she didn't want Y/n to be lied to..she didn't deserve to. He sweatdropped and became nervous. "What do you me you already got your paycheck and you quit anyway"

Y/n wasn't with that "So you lied then?" "W-what no! [nervous chuckle]I wouldn't lie to you!" "Then what is she talking about?" he was about to say something but she held up her hand and said. "Can I see your paycheck?" she nodded and did so. Y/n scoffed looking at it. "I really hate men like you..and liers" she says as she gets her jacket and leaves. "W-wait! You cant leave! Who gonna be our main dancer and singer?! And she needs to do the enncore?!" "Find someone else[looks at them]You leaving or staying"

[both]"Leaving" they said following her. 

[Ash & Y/n look back] "Deal with it sweetheart"

Not in a parking lot nearby. "Um..soo, thank you for standing up for me. And..giving me your paycheck. You didn't have to!" "No, it's ok. I have plenty of money so it's fine" Y/n said reassuring her.

"May I ask who you are?" She rubbed the back of her neck. "Oh, sorry about that. I'm Y/n. I just came to this place and helped out because I felt like it. Just getting away from the rich life and laying low felt relaxing" Ash was surprised. "Wait- The Y/n L/n? As in a singer, dancer, rapper, and speak many different languages?!" "Yeep. That's me(*^^*)"

"W-wait she's who?"

Looks at him. "Are you kidding? This is THE Y/n L/n! She's a singer, dancer, rapper, does a lot of things, AND can speak many different languages! She's known all throughout the world!" 

"Woah, that's amazing!" "I know right! She's so cool! But you look so..so" "Different" Y/n finished and giggled. "Yeah, I dyed my hair. It's not that different though, it used to be gray" "So- so can you be in our group? We're making this new show and I was wondering if you could be in it. I-i mean if you want to" 

Y/n shrugged "Sure"

[both]"Wait really?!"

"Yeah, I'm sure it'll be fun. Let's go" Y/n said walking out of the parking lot as they followed. "But what about your car?!" "I'll ask one of my butlers to come and get it. Besides, I'd rather walk. O-oh, do u mind leading the way. I dont exactly know where we're going" "Of course!" Moon said as he got in front of her and led the way. 

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[☆𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐬☆]

[ANNOUNCER] "Redshore City Bus five leaving from park 15-" 

"Okay, I got the tickets. Herer you go Y/n. Anyone seen Miss Crawly?" "Wait did you just say Y/n?"Rosita asked. "Uh, yes. This is Y/n L/n. Y/n this is Rosita-" 

"Oh my gosh, i cant beleive you're Y/n. Im such a big fan!" 

"Gunter" "I've like hear so much about you!"

"Meena" "H-hi. Im Meena"she said shyly and slightly folded her ears over her face.

"Johnny" "H-hi, its nice to meet you" he said ervously rubbing his neck.

"And you've already met Ash" Moon said and she waved. "Here you go, Johnny. Here's yours, and-" "Mr. Moon. Uh, uh, I'm sorry, but I'm really having second thoughts about this"he doubted. "What? No, no, no, wait-" "All right, last call. Let's go"the driver said. "Now, just a second!"

"Johnny's right. I mean, that theater scout, she didn't think we were good enough"Meena said in a sad tone.  "She sounds like a jerk" Ash added. "Yeah, total jerk" Gunter added as well. "Yeah, but she's wrong -- dead wrong. There's a reason our show is sold out every night, and I'm telling you, her boss is gonna love it" he told them. "Suki's not a bad person. She's just doing what she was told" Y/n told them. "You know Suki?" Moon asked. "Yeah,. I guess you could say she's a former friend. I dont know who she's working with now" she said tilting her head. 

Gunter smiled "Ooh. Or maybe we could just, like, do a different show, you know?" "Gunter, please, I got this"he said. "Seriously, I have this idea for, like, a space musical" [HONK HONK]

"All right, we're rolling out here"the driver told them.

"You don't want to hear about the space musical?" 

Moon saw the bus was leaving and motioned to it and gasped. "Guys, come on! [calls out]Wait!" he couldnt catch up his little legs. He threw up his hands and went back. The break screetches and the bus back up a little. They all looked over. Rosita came from in front of it. "Listen, you guys, I have dreamt of performing in Redshore City since I was a little kid. And besides, I just convinced my husband to babysit for the next 24 hours, and I am not gonna waste an opportunity like that. So come on. We've got nothing to lose!" she told them before getting on the bus.  Moon smiled.

They got on the bus and sat down. "Here, Ash. You come in on page two" he said as she walked past him. "Wait. We're just gonna rehearse this here at the back of the bus?"she asked. "Yes, we are" 

Johnny chuckled. "Course we are" "Yep. We got to get this show in the best shape ever. Ah, Miss Crawly, you made it. Good. You are an angel, and we're sure gonna need that- [she turns]WHOA! What the..?" she had on a wig an a pink dress. "Well you do say 'Dress to impress'." "Oh! Y/n this is Miss Crawly. Miss Crawly, this is Y/n, a beautiful singer, dancer, rapper, and can speak many languages" "Hi its nice to meet you Miss Crawly" She puts the box on a seat fore shaking her hand. "Hello dear. Oh you are so gourgous, so beautiful. I'm Miss. Crawly I hope you enjoy the ride" she said making Y/n chuckle with a thank you. 

They were all rehersing. Everyone on the bus looked back at them.Really enjoying it. R=Even the driver looked back before looking back at the rode. Everyone smiling. Even standing in the middle of the walk way dancing along.  Y/n closed her eyes an smiled. They were good.

Sunrise and they were almost there. Everyone was asleep except for Moon and Ash. They were going over the lines. "Absolutely right. Let's just cut that line and have you just play the guitar part through the whole scene" "Got it"  

Meena woke up and looked around. "Guys, we're here"

They woke up. And all exclaimed and whoaed. Soon they got off.

"All right. Let's go spread a little Moon Theater magic" Moon said and they all cheered. Y/n smiled at them. 

"Woo-hoo!"

"Come on!" Meena and Johnny highfived. 

I hope you enjoyed Mini dumplings! (Mini beenie's)

[usagiverse]

Am I? Wow thanks for the welcome, and for that I noticed my username, was little weird read the name lol, but is fine call me Nerish.

I think you have a very adorable and cool drawing style, I really like how they all look so fluffy, and I think the expressions are really good. I want a Yuichi axolotl plush.

About the timeline, the antagonist make me feel curious if it's focused on the turtles enemies in which case it might refer more to Big Mama or Draxum, if it's Usagi Yojimbo I just think of Jei, if it's Space Usagi I think of Akira, losing that hand must have been a more satisfying scene than it actually was.

But, yes I meant more like Princess Miya (lovely name), the magical girls gave me Madoka Magica vibes, just me? I just can't with the designs are so pretty.

For the Usagis I hope they can fix their things, I understand the Miyamoto's POV, but how feels Yuichi? i'm just curious, for now I stop here, also goodluck with your anon doesn't eat the other user, your last update of princess Miya was most adorable, I think like Raph I want to put myself on the waitlist.

Nerish.. of course you're one of my earliest followers... (everyone is!)

Oh yes, an Axolotl Yuichi plush would be so good! And very sensory appealing, with his fin-like ears and cheeks. Yes. I want one too... For the timeline, I did just answer an ask about potential characters which do include potential villains! I have not yet read Space Usagi, but that might be an interesting one.. yes.. -takes notes- We'll see Neko Ninjas, Big Mama, (I don't think Draxum would fit well into the story, since he's a Yokai extremist-- he would have no reason to attack or prey on the people he swears to protect), the Krang will make an appearance in terms of the bad future from the movie (What are the Usagis up to in that time? How did they handle the Krang?) and yeah, you know, some of the feudal lords like Hebi and Hikiji, Jei, and some other stuff. It might be cool. Final Question : How Does Yuichi Feel? Well, at first, it seemed fine. Miyamoto (8) asks Yuichi (30) if he will be his sensei. Mizuki and Shuji are supportive, after all it's the Usagi way, so they tell their kid to ask Yuichi. Shuji thinks his brother is a much better samurai anyway. Miyamoto looks up to his uncle because of this fact (he adores his father as well) and this is when the two of them are the closest.

-- Miyamoto (9) watches Yuichi and Shuji (31) leave one day before scheduled training. Miyamoto is a little less than a year into his training, but he still isn't allowed to go on these particular errand runs with the twins. They are usually quick about it, but also extremely careful. Maybe when Miyamoto has more training, he can join them.

-- Some time has passed, and Yuichi (33) seems.. different. Maybe it's the bandage over his eye. The now open wound. The warm blood dripping down his face. Maybe it's the faces that Miyamoto (11) makes. Maybe it's the fabric on his skin, making him feel clammy. Claustrophobic. Annoyed. Panicked. Something is wrong. A voice in his head echoes the thoughts he relayed to his nephew. Miyamoto is doing his best, working as hard as he can, trying to get better, trying to please his Uncle. Why is he so different now? Miyamoto doesn't understand. He's in disbelief, he's angry and frustrated.

Being the oldest is hard. The weight of the world sits on your shoulders, and it's a task that even the strongest Samurai can't handle. But he has to. He has to protect his family, but he needs to teach Miyamoto. If he fails as a Sensei, then he's failed as an Uncle. A Brother. A Son. A Samurai. With Miyamoto's sudden disappearing habits, Yuichi is scared of what will happen if Miyamoto doesn't come back. Would he be the reason his brother no longer has a son? He would fail his family. He would have no honor. It's a crushing thought.

[ridiasfangirlings]

Post-RoK and the different clans are no longer at war and even help each other when needed. Fushimi ends up one day being asked to help the Silvers out with something. He finds the other clan strange especially Shiro who he had to interact with a lot as he's the one needing help. Fushimi can't fully disklike the guy though as Shiro is smart and actually doing something with it and he finds they get along when it comes to academic stuff. He's spent a lot of time with them during this event that Shiro says he's practically an honorary member. (I just like the idea of Fushimi fitting in somewhat with any clan he could get into).

Fushimi being very certain that he can’t fit in anywhere while fitting in with every clan is something I enjoy about him XD Say post-ROK there’s some issue happening at the school island that the Silvers are handling, like they’re finally doing some proper remodeling to both fix the damage done in the past couple years and also maybe add some extra accommodations for the kids who still kept their powers after the Slate woke up. Shiro is spearheading the latter part of this in particular, and as part of getting everyone comfortable with each other in the school again they’re having a big school festival once things are complete. There’s a pretty tight deadline and it’s a lot of work for Shiro, especially since he only has two clansmen and Neko has classes of her own, so he sheepishly asks Munakata for anyone he can spare. Munakata happens to have the perfect assistance, sending Shiro just one person but assuring him that Fushimi-kun has the processing power of six people. 

At first I could see things being very awkward, since Fushimi isn’t exactly personable and I imagine he gets on everyone’s nerves right away. Neko doesn’t want to work with him because he’s mean while Kuroh keeps trying to ‘improve his mood and work ethic’ with well-timed haiku. Shiro plays peacemaker, reminding everyone that Fushimi is helping them here and please treat him as a guest. Fushimi clicks his tongue and says he doesn’t care but then imagine everyone just slowly warming up to him. Kukuri brings everyone lunch one day and gives Fushimi a special bento because she noticed he doesn’t eat much, Fushimi manages to mumble out a ‘thanks’ in return. He starts picking out the vegetables immediately, much to Kuroh’s dismay and now he’s probably determined to give Fushimi some healthy food. Neko meanwhile is suddenly feeling very friendly because look someone else who just wants to eat meat and not veggies, like they have a common ground now.

Shiro’s also busy with his teaching work and at some point Fushimi ends up helping him grade tests, just to get it done so Shiro can get back to the other work. Shiro gives him an answer key and apologizes for the trouble, and then is all surprised when Fushimi’s just flying through the grading without even looking at the key because he knows all this stuff. Now Shiro’s intrigued and starts chatting with him about science stuff, he’s really impressed with Fushimi’s mind and he gets what Munakata was saying about this person’s abilities. The other kids at Ashinaka start taking Fushimi’s presence in stride too, half of them are treating him as if he’s a fellow student while Fushimi grumbles and clicks his tongue and Shiro laughs because it seems Fushimi fits right in. (Though then he makes a joke about Fushimi becoming an honorary member of the clan and somehow Munakata sends him a message an hour later politely but firmly asking for Fushimi-kun back because Munakata stole him fair and square thank you.)