#yokai watch? made for this shit

[extantformoflife]

it's really fun getting into playing games on my 3ds because it is just STARTLINGLY obvious how much some of these games were made for the dualscreen system and how much some of them. werent.

[smol-tired-binch-blog]

I really need to stop watching YouTube videos about horror games when I'm home alone because every time I leave my room to go get food my brain goes "What If There Were Something Behind You"

[oh-no-its-bird]

Please tell me more about force fem Minato being made the shinigami's wife

From this ask meme

I fucking knew someone would single that one out. Anyways, from my notesapp:

Force fem Minato being made the shinigami's wife as punishment for his hubris He and Kushia used to joke about Minato being the wife between the two of them, so he's eventually able to cope w his situation and dissociate by relying on the "I'm Kushina's wife" joke as a crutch to make it all feel slightly less awful The shinigami sends him on errands as his wife (collecting souls lmao) and Minato uses it as an excuse to watch Naruto and Kakashi from affar,, Umm maybe some of the errands involved Minato baiting people into making deals with and summoning his shinigami husband? He is the lure and the shinigami is the stick lmao The shinigami can't actually do things or manifest in the real world without someone first inviting them into their lives, so, like, that's part of what Minato's wife duties are. To get people to open the door to the shinigami. Among other things

+ Bonus which is kind of unrelated but was on the same notes page:

I like Minato for the take that there's something fr wrong w him and he makes a concious effort to appear normal and kind

He's like. Somewhere on the spectrum of sociopathy or has severe borderline personality or just some genuine mental illness and he works very hard, borrowing the mannerisms of those around him, to be charming and nice n stuff

I forget what fic I saw that in but like THATS the fic that made me care ab him

Hashirama 🤝 Minato

'Being friendly to the point that there's smthn genuinley wrong with them'

Minato !! I think he has a lot of untapped potential specifically in the market of fucking w shinigami. Like, what's even up with that? Let's play with that a little.

The man who would kill a thousand people in a day and return home happy to his wife,,, now turned into the wife who the shinigami who would kills thousands in a day returns home to,,, is this karma?

There's a few different directions this could go in tbh— both from the angle of like. How Minato is feeling / what he's going through but also like. Shinigami and yokai lore. What kind of shinigami / yokai lore are we playing with here.

The question isn't just what Minato is going through but also where the fuck is he. Is he in the Shinigami's personal little death dimension? Stuck inside the shinigami mask with him? Or is there some sort of broader shinigami world he's now living in? Is it only the shinigami, who Minato has to deal with? Or does he watch over any of the (no doubt countless) souls the shinigami has in its collection? Does he interact with any other yokai? Are the yokai he meets inside of whatever death dimension he's in or is it that he meets them when he leaves it to run errands? Or in some other, third place? Is Minato even human anymore or does he classify as some sort of yokai now too?

So many fun thoughts!

Anyways ummm. Thinking. Having thoughts. Specifically having abstract thoughts ab some sort of enraged Uzu fox ghost Kushina and new yokai shinigami wife Minato

Kushina's ghost is an Uzumaki one,, she grew up in Uzu where they just kind of have death god shrines n shit, apparently, she was never going to become a normal spirit. And that's not even counting the fox in her + all that weird yin/yang stuff w kurama. She is an angry, angry fox ghost with Uzumaki roots and she wants her wife back !!!

Umm Romeo and Juliet style forbidden love in the afterlife of Minato one day running back into Kushina's spirit (probably while they're both taking a moment to watch over Naruto / check in on Kakashi)

And they like. Do the spider man pointing meme bc HOLY SHIT OMG MY SPOUSE YOURE ALSO TRAPPED IN THIS AFTERLIFE LIMBO and also make out and like tell eachother what they've been doing (Kushina w her cool Uzumaki spirit lore and Minato w his much less cool "yeah so the shinigami um. Turned me into his wife. So.") but then they're forced to separate bc Minato can only leave the shinigami's domain for so long

Forbidden romance under the eye of the shinigami,,, if Minato gets caught the shinigami threatens to make him reap Kushina's soul to add to his collection

Idk but there's just a lot of potential here.

Naruto not from the POV of anyone living but instead from shinigami wife Minato trying to slip in time to see his fox ghost wife again as the plot of Naruto happens in the bg, could be fun

Then the Uchiha massacre happens and suddenly so many more angry spirits are getting added to the mess, oh boy

But yeah thank u for participating in the ask game here is a much longer than I meant for it to be tumblr post as ur payment

[chernobylcatfish09]

Howdy, this is my updated introductory post

(Credits at the very bottom, feel free to to skip to bottom, but I can’t find every creator)

To make this clear, I am not going to respond to asks for donations, I cannot donate, and I am too wary of scammers and won’t respond. I get this can be seen as stingy, but that’s my thing. Also I completely support Palestine, just to make that clear.

My name is Norman, Dusty, and/or Gloom; feel free to switch up the names, I use He/they/it/Cloud/storm/Oort and more I haven’t tested pronouns, just anything except she/her I will like, Im Aroace-spec & Uranic , I highly suspect I have autism, maybe adhd (have to do more research), Depersonalization-Derealization disorder, Avpd, def have anxiety and depression. Can’t confirm all of them due to being undiagnosed. I am a minor so don’t be weird, or i will blast you with an internet taser. I’ll also add my art tag is #ya boi draws, do what you want with that

DNI: republicans, conservatives, racists, nsfw accounts, pro ED accs, homo/transphobes, pro contact harmful paras (if you have a harmful para and are seeking help I truly wish the best in that journey), I’ll add more

As long as you’re respectful I don’t care so much about other things, I’d rather not hear about Christianity so much but still fine to talk about in small amounts.

Current fave animals: Manatees, Seals, pangolins, jellyfish (this changes a decent amount)

My special interests are Animals in general, mostly Sea animals, video games, animated shows (cartoons and animes), and drawing.

Currently working on several projects, though mainly focusing on one. I may post art on here but most likely will be in a community.

My fave colors rn are pretty much any shade of blue, Skobeloff, and dark teal.

I have made a list of my ocs so you can ask about them, can’t answer much about my stories as I am still working on them (mainly one, others have not even been started sadly ;~;), speaking of which my art tag is #ya boi draws

Now time for the long shit: listing the many things I enjoy I gather from my Pinterest due to my shit memory. (There are things I mildy enjoy, some I haven’t actually watched, details etc)

📀Movies/shows: Adventure time, Arcane, Bee and Puppycat, Bojack Horseman, Centaurworld, Demon Slayer, Dungeon Meshi, Fiona and Cake, Fox and the hound, Gravity falls, Haikyuu, Hilda, I saw the Tv glow, Lego Batman, Lego Monkie kid, Lego movie, Little witch academia, Madoka magica, Mob Psycho 100, Monster High, Moral Orel, My little pony, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Octonauts, Over the garden wall, Panty and stocking, Pokemon, Puss in boots, Rottmnt, Secrets of kells, Serial Experiments Lain, Song of the sea, Sonic, Steven universe, Tmnt (2012), the dark Crystal, the last unicorn, the owl house, Total drama island, Tuca and Bertie, Wander over yonder, we bare bears, wild kratts, Yokai watch, and more I’m sure

👾Games; Honkai star rail, Pikmin, Little big planet, Cookie Run Kingdom, Undertale, Deltarune, Mouthwashing, Genshin Impact, Night in the Woods, Faith the unholy trinity, Omori, Pokémon by technicality, Sonic the hedgehog, Animal Jam, Fnaf, Kirby, Splatoon, Bendy and the Ink machine, Hades, Monster Prom, Sucker for love, (note that sucker for love and monster prom are for older teens/adults, so they have [implied or straight up] Nsfw), Sally face, Fran bow, Little Misfortune, Katamari Damacy, Hollow Knight, and Sea of Stars (mainly the first half-ish, I won’t spoil), rdr2,

🎧I also like horror fiction podcasts, mainly The Magnus Archives, Camp Here and There, and Welcome to Nightvale

🎵I have a massive music rec, pretty much anything I like in terms of music, https://www.tumblr.com/chernobylcatfish09/776684862687133696/howdy-hey-are-you-looking-for-music

My hobbies are drawing, playing video games, watching YouTube, collecting things like figures, and organize things on Pinterest (it’s not many things Ik.)

My high synpaths (I use kinnie bingos, and high syns for me are above 15): Anya, Napstablook, amethyst, Steven, gangle, fluttershy, Marcy wu, Luz, Hunter, Furina, Pomni, Crona, Aubrey, Sunny, Spaceboy, Basil, Rei, Venti/Barbatos, Mk, Tang, The Collector, Phosphophyllite, Fischl, Sayu, Lapid, Junpei, Giyuu, Muichiro, Lain, Mitsuba, Octavia, Madotsuki, Jinx, Viktor, Allister, Belphie, and Levi

(If your curious to the sources feel free to ask me in my box)

Some aesthetics i like are Dreamcore, Weirdcore, webcore, cryptid core, and star flesh core.

Random things I enjoy are Furbies, Yokai, Walten Files, hoodies and shorts, Ena, and Garfield.

Also give me some malachite I need to consume it.

I have also coined a term, feel free to drop criticism. [updated flag ver]

Credits: all user boxes and ocean fanatic made by @mast3rsw0rd , I survived the bootleg rainbow road box made by @fancyhats-and-fennelsbuds

[melystar48]

heya welcome to my absolutely FUCKED up blog!! ^^

⚠ TW for here: A LOT of swearing, some potential vents(with seperate tw in them), rants, gorey-ish art or very rarely sugg(NOT NSFW or 18+. I'm still a minor. Usually just swimsuits/revealing stuff!) Art. I have a few oc x canon ships so please beware of that if you don't like self ship or oc x canon

yeah stuff along those lines lmfao- ⚠

okay, onto the actual introductions >x3

☆٭*•. ~ you may call me lily(irl name), mely, or crys 💙

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any but he/they highly prefered lmao.

gender fluid (⚠ i have issues with my gender dysphoria too. please don't make crude comments about stuff of that sort, it makes me uncomfortable ^^)

homosexual cupioromantic. questioning.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷♡specialjewel's no. 1 fan confirmed/hj 😼😼 ᰔ

interests: space/astrology, pokespe, pokemon, yokai watch, kirby, pokepasta, art/drawing

music taste: tv girl, melanie martinez, stand alantic, odertari, heavy metal, jack stober, MSI, ect

⚠ again, im a minor so no NSFW/18+ stuff, PLEASE

DNI: Basic DNI criteria, anbody over the age of like average grandparent age pls unless stated otherwise (close friends and irls are fine. Just not randoms.), NSFW/18+/p0rn/k1nk accounts, it's fine if you like a few posts but don't follow me/excessively interact at some point pls <3

Ect

1st sideblog: @specialjewelceo (daily specialjewelshipping >3< ʚɞ)

2nd sideblog: @soul-ofsilver (silver roblr/roleplay askblog)

3rd sideblog: @grated-flesh (pokepasta blog #1)

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I'M ADOPTING ALL OF SILVER NATION (my mutuals......shdhdheheh) MWEHHEHEHEHEHEHE

📆 birthday: 04 . 08 🌙

!!! huge space/astrology enthusiast 🪐

discord: @ melystar48

tiktok: @ melystar.48

pinterest: ask for link.

./`\.٭./`\.•✧. (Supposed to be a star bouncing 💀 how do people make emoticons oml....)

~‼️ TAGS ‼️~

art tag: #melystar48 ⭐

ykw au series: #BLOODY ASHES

daily crystal: #crystal days

pokepasta tags: #SKULLS' PEAK , #skulls peak pokepasta , #skulls peak creepypasta, #skulls peak silver #skulls peak crystal

rant/yapping tag: #lily rants

answers/inbox: #lily answers shit & # (insert user/anon)

#DON'T STEAL MY GODDAMN ART = this was just a random tag i made, but it contains almost all of my art on here unlike my actual tag, that's just the art since I've made that tag lol)

#silvercopter tumblr family status = this post makes it make sense, but it's just a half-assed online degenerate family rp i guess

okay bye ily lol

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UPDATES:

3.8.25: 1:made post,

2:added DNI cause i forgot...sobsob,

3:added discord

3.14.25: added silver blog + adopting silver nation

3.15.25: added silvercopternation family's tag thingy

3.16.25: added grated-flesh blog + it's tags

4.19.25: updated discord user, added tt & pin

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[7mrcxyz]

03/22/25 — NEW INTRO. I REALLY DIDNT LIKE THE OLD ONE.

HELLO THERE! my name's sebastian. you can shorten it as seb or sebby or whatever you can shorten it as, i dont really care, infact i encourage it. my pronouns are he/him ONLY (you can call me they if you dont know and i dont rlly care but id still prefer he yaknow), im trans and autistic and most likely techum lmfao

soo, what will i do here? yap. im a profreshional yapper. ill yap about games i love, (list of fandoms im in below), or even my own projects! ill try to keep it kinda secret due to fear of it being stolen, but yaknowww. ill post my oh-so-awesome art and potentially even writing from time to time when i actually get the motivation to write something good and srs. future —hopefully successful— game dev if you couldnt tell.

you MAY be thinking, where else can you find me? good question. heres some links. yay.

YOUTUBE (might take a while until i post there, need better setup) — https://www.youtube.com/@7mrcxyz

DISCORD — 7mrcxyz (will most likely not accept random friend requests, you can dm me questions n stuff and i will probably answer, i am most active there)

ROBLOX — CRINGY OLD USER WARNING: kelsey123kawaii, will change when i finally can. i dont know when that will be. i have an alt, lemresluvrr, that i never use.

SWITCH FC — 7434-0432-4817

if theres more you wanna know, like a 3ds fc or something, again, dm me on discord!

im in MANY fandoms, here is a list of them

- Pressure

- Forsaken

- Regretevator

- GASA series (mainly gasa4 yk the deal)

- a bunch of other silly roblox games i cant necessarily think of right now. I LIKE ALOT OF THEM. LIKE UNIRONICALLY.

- Inscryption

- CRK (not as much as when i made this intro. but yea)

- Electric Dreams

- games with robots. ya know. like Stray

- Yokai Watch (CHILDHOOD. CHILDHOOD SPOTTED. I NEVER LEFT IT)

- Coroika/Splatoon (i am not much into the game anymore, but i still love the manga and its characters!)

- Puyo Puyo (i was much more into it last year, almost 2 years ago now i think? but yk that doesnt mean i dont like it anymore.)

im not gonna say everything. but theres that.

PS: i am deadass the ceo of P.AI.nt03 (P.AI.nter x P03). ive literally never found anything about them, other than my shit or my friends’ art, which they only did after seeing MINE. so yea. im awesome and youre not haha (huge sarcasm right here. you and me both. we are both awesome, reader) (this shit sounds like a fanfic)

thats all now. this intro is as nsrs as the last one, but i feel like its better..i felt like faking my personality with the old one for some reason. heres some now outdated art since i changed my artstyle rather recently

thank you whoever is reading this, for, you know, reading this. have a nice day/night, everyone!

[dancingdonatello]

HI ITS 🦆 ANON THE ONE WHO MADE AN AO3 CUZ OF YOU! AND YES I DID MEAN REQS I JUST CANT TYPE FOR SHIT 💀

I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD DO LIKE VILLIAN!TURTLES HEADCANONS?

LIKE DONNIE AND MIKEY MIGHT HAVE BEEN RAISED BY DRAXUM, AND DRAXUM NUTURED DONNIES LOVE FOR SCIENCE OR SMTH AND MIKEY MYSTIC POWERS WERE TRAINED BY DRAXUM TOO

AND MAYBE LEO WAS RAISED BY BIG MAMA

IDK ABOUT RAPH BUT YEAH!

BASICALLY THEY'RE RAISED TO HATE HUMANS, BUT THEN AFTER MEETING/ENCOUNTERING Y/N THEIR PERSPECTVIE CHANGES (ATLEAST ON THE READER)

MAYBE LIKE WRITE ABOUT THEIR VEIW ON THE READER, AND MAYBE THEY INVITE THE READER OVER TO THEIR HOME, OR MAYBE EVEN TELLING THEIR VILLAIN PAERNTS THEY LIKE A HUMAN, OR ALL 3!!!-

IM SORRY I JUST GET SO HYPED SEEING YOUR WORK AND I HAVENT REQUESTED ANYTHING IN A WHILE AND I JUST SAW ONE OF YOUR POSTS AND STIMMING AND KICKING MY FEET AND OVERALL JUST AKSJDHKJFHFKJH

ANYWAY THX FOR TAKING TIME TO READ THIS AND TYPE IT IF YOU DO! FEEL FREE TO PUT THIS ON PAUSE OR JUST DELETE IT

MAKE SURE TO DRINKS LOTS OF WATER, AND EAT! AND CHECK WHAT TIME IT IS, DONT WANNA FUCK UP UR SLEEP SCHEDULE ANYMORE THAN IT IS LMAO!!!

AND STRETCH YOUR WRISTS BESTIE

🦆 anon @duckanon

<3 <3 luv u duck anon.

villain rise turtles x reader

You have something that Raph needs. He’s been tracking you for months and he knows that you have a piece of the armor he needs for the resurrection of the Shredder.

And he’s never been one for plans, so…

He breaks in through your window.

You scream and then he screams and you’re holding on with an impressive grip on the armor piece and….

And you’re…. you’re so… cute. He suddenly lets go of the glove and you go flying back, knocking your head against the wall. He lets out an eep and rushes over, cradling your head.

You look pretty freaked out at his change of heart and he doesn’t blame you.

How he’s going to explain this to the Foot Lieutenant and the Foot Brute, he has no idea.

They take your introduction pretty well. So do you, by how you actually willingly hand over the glove.

But… your reaction when you find out about the Shredder at the baseball game destroys any loyalty he has left for the Foot Clan. He can’t bear to see that terrified expression on your face when you look at him.

Leo may have snuck up to the part of the hotel Big Mama told him to stay away from. But how could she blame him? People watching was his favorite past time! Who better to watch than some stupid humans?

And when his eyes landed on you, he just knew he had to have you. He wouldn’t regret it even when Big Mama punished him. If he hadn’t have snuck up to the floors above ground, he wouldn’t never seen you.

And anyways, his was birthday was coming up… and Big Mama said he could have anything he wanted. He grinned to himself, deciding to sneak into your room that night to ‘introduce’ himself. He’d leave a sticky note and scare you. Just a little.

Big Mama adored you. She gave you all these clothes so that you could look as perfect as her and Leo. She used for entertainment for the other Yokai, even when Leo glared on with jealously.

Soon enough, she was going to get her hands on some mysterious green ooze from three other turtles that looked suspiciously like Leo. As long as Leo didn’t find out about it, you would be the perfect test subject. And wouldn’t it be so sweet to see a lover’s quarrel in the Battle Nexus? She giggles at the thought.

Donatello has been bugged by you for a while.

In one of his rare outings to New York, obviously not letting Draxum know, he had run into you. He had been trying to break into a tech store and then you had appeared behind him.

He broke your nose but he hadn’t been left i scratched.

Then he just kept running into you again and again. He was half inclined just to kill you, but he feels like it would annoy him more with how much effort that would be towards someone like you.

You were annoying and just as mean as he was to you. It irritated him whenever you came back with a comment just as sharp as what he gave you.

One day, in one of his complaining rants to Mikey, Draxum overheard. Even though Donnie denied that it, Draxum was convinced he had a crush on a pathetic human. So, he decided he would kill you. As if you were nothing. Just scum on the Earth. All so Donnie wouldn’t be ‘distracted’ any longer. By that he meant he just wanted Donnie to work insane hours so Draxum wouldn’t have to work as hard.

And Donnie… couldn’t let that happen. He wouldn’t let a single hair on you be injured.

There’s an angry turtle staring you down. Michelangelo and you had run into each other. One looking beat up and the other looking flabbergasted.

“You’re a… turtle?!”

Suddenly, you’re wrapped up in chains. That burnt badly.

“Ow!” you shriek and suddenly, just as quickly as they had come, they vanished. Big brown guilty eyes stare at you.

His face twitches before it turns disgusted. “Ugh. You smell disgusting.”

He was talking about the smell of your brunt skin. You glared at him angrily before seeing how bashed up he was. “What… happened to you?”

He was very reluctant to follow you home. And he kept asking you weird questions about other green turtles. Had you ever seen anyone that looked like him? Where? When? All these questions while you tried to stick a bandaid on him.

He also didn’t hold back on his mean comments about the human race. But as long as he sat still as you tried to rub the ash and debris off of him, you just let him talk.

Quickly, he warms up to you. It’s as if he never hated humans. He enjoys learning about everything you do and seeing all of what New York has to offer. He knows you can never meet Draxum. And even though he’s getting suspicious the more he leaves and the longer he’s out, Mikey continues to see you.

[mishacakes]

how do you connect to your character? like how do get to know them so well? how do you pick out their likes, dislikes, habits and those itty bitty bits about them? I've been struggling to do that for sooo many of my ocs, and i'm also at a lost of how to design them. like i once had a clear idea of what kind of character they are, but i wanted to change them a bit, make them a little better, and i feel like I've lost that character and that character i'm working on doesn't exists, no matter how much i loved them and enjoyed writing an drawing them. this has happened with every single character i made and it just makes me think that i may not be cut out for drawing or writing characters. i look up to you so i thought of asking you for help

sry for the long rant idk wat im doing

HELLO HELLO THANK YOU FOR ASKING!! So basically I took this question and turned it into a 1.6k word essay on writing characters and how I like to do it, so, uh, hope you enjoy!! and hope it helps!

OK!! character writing. How do you do it? or, well, how do I do it. I’ve got a few methods that help me out the most and are the most fun for me to think about. Here’s my big secret, if it’s not fun I don’t do it. I’m not here to do homework I’m waaayyyy out of school. I’m a legal adult. I pay my taxes. I’m not gonna do something that doesn’t give my brain the good fun juice. Anyways. My methods are: symbols, archetypes, and character inspiration. I use all these to figure out the CORE of a character, their very beating heart, and most importantly, what haunts them. Everything about a character, in my opinion, comes from this core and their ghost. Their habits, their fears, their joys, their coping mechanisms. So long as you have a clear grasp on their heart, you won’t go astray. Let’s dive into it! The characters I’m going to be using to describe how I use these methods are Alice and others characters from my webcomic—namely Edith, Hatter, and Rougina—and Tomiko (you know her you love her, catgirl supreme).

Symbols! I love using symbols, they’re something that can describe a character through metaphor, even without going into detail about their whole backstory and habits. Tomiko’s symbols are lanterns (specifically light), cats, ghosts/yokai, shapeshifting, and gold. They all work to further her character as a rough around the edges monster cat with a heart of gold, who uses shapeshifting as a method (both literally and metaphorically) to mold herself into what others need her to be. Alice’s symbols are hearts, eyes, and flesh in general. Try picking one general symbol (the ocean, the forest, the city), and see how specific you can get from there. Or pick a god or goddess that resonates with your character and see what symbols are used for them. Rougina (the antagonist in my webcomic) is a war goddess fallen from grace, and is symbolized with land and volcanoes, so I’ve used volcanic plants to evoke her. Personally I also love going through the tarot for symbols, assigning a tarot card to characters (of the major arcana) is a fun exercise. Which leads us nicely into our next method:

Archetypes! The tarot deck’s Major Arcana is pretty much only archetypes. The Empress as the Mother. The Magician as the Wise Mentor. The Tower as The Worst Thing That Could Possibly Happen Oh Jesus Shit. These can help a lot with who your character is. I’m extremely storytelling oriented, so it helps me knowing What Role a character serves in the story they inhabit. Another thing I love in archetypes in the Zodiac. Yes, I am an astrology bitch. The whole reason I love talking about my methods is my Sag rising, I love giving my wisdoms. But astrology can be used for writing, and not just for excusing and not reflecting on shit behavior (can’t help being a gemini!). The zodiac is FILLED WITH ARCHETYPES!!! From elements to how they function! The four elements (you A:TLA bitches know this), and three modalities. If you’re interested please watch Eugene’s Rank King video, it’s very informative on the signs. Also many symbols! For example, Alice is a Taurus—May 4, Alice Liddell’s birthday—so she’s pretty stubborn while also loving creature comforts. Tomiko’s birthday is August 23, making her a Virgo, so she likes being precise in her work. More archetypes you can look for are DnD classes! I love using that to design costumes. One of Edith’s recent costumes is very wizard inspired, since that’s the class I see her having as she’s very studious and driven. Heck, all of Alice and the Nightmare is derived from the character archetypes of the Alice in Wonderland characters! Rougina is specifically the Red Queen, NOT the Queen of Hearts!! The confusion started with the 1951 Disney animated movie when the two characters were merged!! Lewis Carroll himself said the two were different! The Queen of Hearts is an “embodiment of ungovernable passion” and the Red Queen is “the concentrated essence of all governesses”!! GOD!!! Tim Burton meet me in the fucking pit you’ll pay for your alice crimes. anyways.

Archetypes help a lot in costumes too, figuring out what kind of fashion they’d like to wear. You can start broad and get more specific with it (like going from a wizard type character to a wizard character with steampunk themes). Fashion is just an extent of character. What are they comfy in? Are they confident in their body? What colors do they like? Bright high fashion or simple dark sweaters? Ryoko Kui is a master of character design I HIGHLY HIGHLY recommend checking out her work.

Another method I like using, specifically for Alice and the Nightmare characters, is what I call the “three trait method”. When I was in middle school we did a production of Alice in Wonderland (I was the White Knight), and too many girls auditioned for Alice. So the director’s solution was to split the character into three parts, and assigning each part to an actor. Her temper, her intelligence, and her innocence, all used in different scenes. Now I use that to think about my own Alice character, except with “polite, temper, and curious”. Edith’s keywords are “nervous, tactical, and intelligent”. Hatter’s are “kind, enthusiastic, and intuitive”. Using keywords can help figure out how they’d react in a situation, what side of them would shine the brightest. Hatter’s want to help everyone is his kindness, but overstepping his bounds can be attributed to his enthusiasm. Edith can know what path to take in a pinch, but her nervousness can freeze her in place. Reading the source material helps a lot with Alice characters too, which brings us to our final point:

Character inspiration!! The art of taking things you like and shoving them into your own characters and stories. DISCLAIMER THO!!! If you take things without really EXAMINING what about them you like, WHY you like them, and how you’d like to evoke that same love in the things you make, the interpretations can come off as shallow. (for more on this subject, watch HBomberguy’s RWBY video essay, specifically the section on “anime homework”)

Tomiko’s biggest inspirations are Izutsumi from Dungeon Meshi, April Ludgate from Parks and Rec, Power and Reze from Chainsawman, San from Princess Mononoke, and Mei from LMK. It’s a good cocktail of aloof, biting, vicious, weird, fierce, loving, and bright. Figuring out what I love about the characters and what I want to write in a character like that helps a lot in writing Tomiko. It’s also really fun in a sense for screenshot redraws and memes.

Music is also a HUUUUUUGE source of inspiration for me, I love making playlists. And even as playlists can change as characters grow and change, having a couple of core songs still helps me ground to that character’s center. For Tomiko it’s “Make Them Gold” by CHVRCHES, and “Nice Girl” by Ashnikko. Alice’s is “Headlock” by Imogen Heap and “Demons” by Hayley Kiyoko, Edith’s is “Warrior” by Kimbra, and Hatter’s is “Dementia” by Owl City.

Ok, we’ve gotten though symbols, archetypes, and made a couple of banger playlists. Next is something that can help write your character, the Big Lie. The thing that keeps them up at night. Their biggest fear, their ghost, what haunts them. What’s holding them back from their goals? What do they need to overcome? That can be as central to their theme as any symbolism. For Tomiko it’s the lie that her emotions don’t matter, only what she can do to be of service to her mother. Her arc is about overcoming her dismissing her own emotions and learning to not run away from the people who she truly cares for. Alice dismisses the literal ghost that is haunting her believing that that will let her have a normal life. Edith pushes down abilities that come naturally to her for fear that she’ll be exiled, not just from society, but the world. Rougina believes she must burden the world’s problems on her own shoulders with no one’s help. The outer character and the inner ghost can reflect, mirror, and inform each other.

Now, listen, sometimes characters are hard to get to know! Tomiko was lol. Quinn was for a looong time. And in times like this, I just, let them be. I listen to some music to get inspired, and let them tell me about themselves when they feel like it. And they will, it just take a little while. And a few dozen quick exploration drawings. But they come through. Also, try not to get bogged down with habits and little details of their character, keep their core in mind, what their heart is. Start broad and get specific. That way, if you feel like you’ve lost your way or the character feels different to you, recenter yourself at their heart and go from there. Or, if you find that their center no longer fits, don’t be afraid to change it! Characters are meant to be fun! First and foremost!! I make characters cause I like writing and storytelling, and drawing little comic for fun and me time. Sometimes characters stick around, sometimes they fall by the wayside. You really have to find what sparks joy, and chase your bliss!

So as long as you have your character’s essence in your hands, and you WANT to keep working on them and drawing them, there’s really no wrong way to go. This whole essay I’ve given is just a set of tools that works for ME, and I HIGHLY encourage you to find stuff that works for you! I really really hope that all this has made sense and isn’t just the ramblings of a madman. Good luck and happy charactering!!

[baizhoobies]

𝐎𝐧𝐢 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲…?

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕

Synopsis: f!Reader somehow finds herself trapped in the spirit realm. Whoops. She entrusts the help of a Yokai Detective Agency to get her back to the mortal realm where she belongs. Wait? A detective agency? In the spirit realm? And the only way of escape is to work with a disgruntled and hot headed Oni who is somehow spiritually bound to her? Sheesh.

A multichapter, Kamisama Kiss inspired story with your favourite Bungo man. Or at least, my favourite ~

Warnings: 18+, eventual smut, violence, swearing, blood mention, monsterfucking, knotting, ruts, omegaverse vibes, breeding

A/N: ooh boy. The big one. Merry Christmas and happy holidays!

Chapter Warnings: 18+!!!!!! Smut, swearing, monsterfucking, knotting, ruts, omegaverse vibes, breeding kink, scent kink? Cunnilingus, talks of pregnancy, wrap it up!

Masterlist

The days trickled by with an agonizing slowness. You could feel the weight of the ticking clock - 15 more days until you could return to the mortal realm. You reminded yourself often that this was what you wanted, what you needed. As much as you had enjoyed your time in the spirit realm, you felt a sense of duty, an obligation to return back to the mortal realm; your family and friends were there, your old life, everything.

Despite going over things logically, the pang of belonging tugged at you. Only 15 days in the spirit realm and you felt right at home. From the culture, the sights, the food the…company, everything seemed better to you. Perhaps it was the fact you didn’t have to do much work, getting three meals a day, heck, you started to no longer miss the sun. All that, coupled with Kunikida, the Oni who has helped you throughout your time here, the one who (despite having a piss poor attitude) was always by your side; you almost got used to it.

But the thought felt heavier than it should, especially when Kunikida was being so... distant.

He wasn’t being cold in the traditional sense. Kunikida still made your meals, ensured that you were safe, and stuck to his annoyingly rigid routines. But there was a chill in his interactions, a deliberate avoidance that gnawed at you. Especially when he started wearing a face mask, claiming he was ‘feeling under the weather’.

It was like this for a fair few days, although Kunikida had to stay by your side, he tried to keep as much distance between you as possible. Leaving breakfast at the foot of the futon, making sure he walks several steps in front or behind you, he even managed to get you doing a few jobs at the office as to stay away from you as much as possible. Whenever you tried to talk to him, he would face away, covering his hand over his mask and said some shit like ‘I don’t want you to catch this’ - not that you actually thought it was possible, considering he was an Oni, and you, a human.

Today, though, Kunikida seemed worse. His movements were stiff, his breathing shallow, and sweat beaded on his forehead. Even with the mask, his complexion looked pale, a sharp contrast to his usual robust energy.

“Kunikida, you look awful” you said bluntly as you watched him attempt to prepare your breakfast.

“I’m fine” he snapped, though his voice lacked its usual bite. “This is nothing.”

“Right,” you huffed, crossing your arms. “Because sweating buckets and wobbling on your feet is just a regular Wednesday for you.”

He ignored you, though you caught the way his hands trembled as he poured tea.

“Kunikida” you said again, softer this time. “You’re not okay. You should stay home today and rest.”

“I can’t,” he replied tightly. “There’s work to be done. We can’t afford to waste time.”

At this point, your frustration boiled over. “You’re not even human! You don’t get sick like humans do, I think, so what’s actually going on with you? And don’t say it’s nothing.”

His grip tightened on the teapot, the muscles in his jaw clenching visibly. “Drop it, Y/N.”

“No,” you spoke firmly, standing tall in attempts to look authoritative towards the pesky Oni. “If you won’t listen to reason, then I’ll just have to make you.” You took a step closer, locking eyes with him. “I order you to stay home and take a sick day. Rest.”

Kunikida froze, the weight of the spirit bond making your command impossible to ignore. He glared at you, his hazel eyes burning with frustration.

“You’re abusing that bond” he spoke through gritted teeth.

“I’m keeping you from collapsing in the middle of the street,” you shoot back. “Big difference.”

He sighed heavily, setting the teapot down with more force than necessary. “Fine. One day. But don’t expect me to enjoy this.”

-

Later that morning, true to your word, you made sure Kunikida stayed in his room, much to his irritation. You had him lying down, which he insisted he lay on his yoga mat, his default - you couldn’t help but notice how uncomfortable he looked. His tall frame didn’t fit well on the narrow mat, and he shifted restlessly.

“You know, you could use the bed” you offered as you placed a damp cloth on his forehead.

“I’m fine here” he spat, his voice muffled slightly by the mask.

“Right. Because the image of you passed out on the floor is so reassuring” you replied sarcastically.

Kunikida didn’t respond, but you caught the flicker of a frown beneath the mask. All you could do was sigh and sit back on your heels as you looked down at the pitiful Oni. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“Better than being reckless” he muttered.

“Reckless?” You repeated, raising an eyebrow. “How is asking you to take care of yourself reckless?”

“It’s not about me,” he said, his voice strained. “I have responsibilities, to the agency, to you. I can’t afford to be weak.”

You frowned at this, your frustration softening into something more sympathetic. “Kunikida, even superheroes take sick days. You’re not a machine.”

He closed his eyes, his breathing uneven. For a moment, you thought he might argue again, but instead, he simply lay still.

As the morning wore on, you busied yourself with small tasks such as tidying up the already meticulous room, bringing him water, and checking his temperature. All the while you would notice his occasional glances in your direction, though he quickly looked away whenever you caught him.

-

By the time lunch rolled around, Kunikida seemed marginally better, though his fever hadn’t completely broken. You brought him a bowl of rice porridge, your attempts at cooking in the spirit realm improving slightly under his earlier tutelage.

“Eat” you instructed, handing him the bowl.

He sat up slowly, taking the bowl with a reluctant nod. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome” you said, sitting down across from him. You notice that his hands were still shaky and he would avert his gaze; at least he was eating though.

You ate in silence for a while, the tension between you less sharp than usual. You watched him carefully, noting the faint lines of fatigue around his eyes.

“Can I ask you something?” You ventured.

He looked up, wary. “What?”

“Why are you so hard on yourself?”

He stiffened, his grip on the bowl tightening. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Yes, you do,” you said gently. “You push yourself so much, and for what? You can’t save everyone, Kunikida. No one can.”

His expression darkened, and for a moment, you thought he might shut you out again. But then he sighed, setting the bowl aside.

“It’s not about saving everyone,” he said quietly. “It’s about living up to the ideals I’ve set for myself. If I can’t even do that, then what’s the point?”

You frown again, feeling your heart aching at the weight he carried. “You’re allowed to falter, you know. It doesn’t make you any less worthy.”

He didn’t respond, his gaze distant.

“Just... think about it,” you said softly, reaching out a hand to touch his. He welcomed it, only momentarily until his instincts swiftly pulled away. You put it down to the sickness, he puts it down to restraint. Which all of this is. Having you here in his home whilst he enters a rut is dangerous, and micro-dosing you seems to be helping, but being an Oni deep in a rut, it won’t last.

Whilst you helped him, he was figuring out ways on how to remove you from his home whilst he gets through this rut. Maybe next door? Maybe just hold out until you have to go to the mortal realm where you belong? But 15 days is such a long time away.

‘The mortal realm’ he recalls in his mind, in 15 days you’ll be gone. Thats a good thing. Can’t attach himself to you, regardless of being able to pass to and from the spirit and mortal realm. It would be selfish to keep you, especially when the both of you are so deep in denial, it’s almost comical.

No matter how strong his urges are, he has to be distant, he has to uphold his ideals he has to.

-

Lunch had passed in a rare atmosphere of peace. Kunikida lay slumped back against the wall, his golden eyes half-lidded from exhaustion. You sat cross-legged on the floor, tidying up the tray you’d brought in earlier.

Your gaze drifted to him, watching how his broad shoulders heaved with labored breaths. The yoga mat beneath him was woefully inadequate - thin and rumpled, hardly suitable for someone of his size.

“You know” you started casually, “you’re going to wake up with a bad back if you keep lying on that thing.”

“I’m fine” he muttered, his voice still hoarse.

You rolled your eyes. “You keep saying that, but it’s painfully obvious that you’re not.”

“It’s not your concern” he replied gruffly, turning his head away, a bead of sweat rolls down his forehead. The rut is getting worse by the second.

“Oh, but it is my concern” you said with a mischievous glint in your eye. “Thanks to this lovely spirit bond, remember?”

His jaw tightened, but he didn’t respond.

You stood, dusting off your hands before pointing to the bed. “Alright, that’s it. I order you to get on the bed. Now.”

His head snapped toward you, eyes narrowing. “What?”

“You heard me,” you said, crossing your arms. “Get on the bed. You’re supposed to be resting, not punishing yourself on that glorified piece of cardboard.”

His expression darkened, though the bond had already begun to work its magic. Begrudgingly, he pushed himself up, his movements slow and deliberate as he made his way to the futon.

“This is ridiculous” he grumbled under his breath, sitting stiffly on the edge of the mattress.

“You’re welcome” you quipped, sitting beside him. “See? Much better.”

He huffed, glaring at the wall and edging away from you. He covers his mouth, even with the mask. You think he’d cough but he didn’t. It was your intoxicating smell again. Oh your scent, soft and unmistakably yours, was intoxicating, his Alpha instincts clamoring for more; coupled with the fact you are both sitting on his bed. He could just pounce on you, how he would…

Instead, he shuffled under the covers and hid his face, this great and powerful Oni was acting like a wounded dog.

You put it down to him being dramatic like he usually is.

“Alright, mister grumpy” you say in a sing-song way, standing up and reaching for the damp cloth you’d set aside earlier. “Let’s cool you down again.”

“I don’t need-”

“Shh.” You placed the cloth gently against his forehead, ignoring his protests.

His body tensed under your touch, the warmth of your proximity making his fevered state even harder to bear.

“Why are you so stubborn?” You asked, breaking the silence, sitting on the edge of his futon.

“Why are you so insistent?” he shot back, though his tone lacked its usual bite.

“Because someone has to be,” you replied with a smirk. “You’re hopeless when it comes to taking care of yourself.”

Kunikida frowned, his gaze shifting to the floor. “I’m not used to this” he admitted quietly.

You blinked, surprised by the uncharacteristic vulnerability in his voice. “Used to what?”

“Being taken care of,” he said, his hands clenching into fists. “I’ve always been the one responsible. The one who... fixes things. It’s not my place to burden others.”

Your heart softened at his words, whats with him today? You’ve never seen him so vulnerable. After days of him pushing you out, putting up those walls, he is being so... open?

“Kunikida, that’s not how this works. Taking care of someone doesn’t mean they’re a burden. It just means... you care.”

He turned to look at you, his hazel eyes searching yours. For a moment, the tension between you shifted, something unspoken passing in the space between.

As the silence stretched, Kunikida found his hand moving almost of its own accord, reaching toward yours. The sight of you sitting so close, your gentle expression, your warmth - it was all too much. He wanted to feel the comfort of your touch, to anchor himself to something real amidst the chaos of his instincts.

But as his fingers hovered above yours, his Alpha senses flared. The thought of holding your hand - of touching you - was too tempting, too dangerous. His rut was already simmering beneath the surface, threatening to overtake him.

He pulled back sharply, clenching his fist to steady himself.

“Is something wrong?” You asked, your voice tinged with concern. This isn’t the first time you noticed him staring, threatening to touch you but to no avail.

“No” he said quickly, his tone harsher than intended. “Nothing’s wrong.”

You furrowed a brow, studying him. “You’re acting weird.”

“I’m fine” he said, though the words sounded hollow even to him.

You sighed, leaning back slightly. “You know, for someone who claims to have everything under control, you’re kind of a mess.”

“Excuse me?” he said, narrowing his eyes.

“You heard me” you said with a teasing grin. “A mess. But don’t worry, I’ve got it covered.”

Despite himself, Kunikida felt the corner of his mouth twitch, hidden under his mask. You had a way of disarming him, of making him feel seen in a way that was both terrifying and... grounding.

As you busied yourself tidying the room from lunch, you couldn’t help but glance at him out of the corner of your eye. Despite your constant bickering, there was something undeniably endearing about him - the way he carried himself, the weight of his ideals, the quiet strength beneath his gruff exterior.

And as you watched him, lying there with his golden hair tousled and his usual composure stripped away, a thought began to creep into your mind.

Were you falling for him?

The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, your heart skipping a beat. Shaking your head, you pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the task at hand.

Kunikida lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling through half-lidded eyes. The fever had ebbed slightly after lunch, but the pressure in his chest, the searing heat in his veins, remained relentless.

His body screamed for something he couldn’t allow himself to take, something forbidden and dangerous. And you were right there, *right there*, separated from him by nothing more than a flimsy curtain.

Through the thin fabric, he could see your curvy silhouette in the kitchen, busy washing up the dishes from lunch. You hummed softly, a sound that inexplicably sent warmth spiraling through him. Kunikida clenched his fists, nails biting into his palms as he tried to quell the rush of primal instincts clawing at his resolve. Minute by minute he could feel the blood rush to his cock, it was maddening.

‘You can’t do this’ he told himself. ‘She’s human. She’s temporary. And you’re supposed to have self-control.’

But that control was slipping fast. The air between you was saturated with your essence, stirring his Alpha instincts into a frenzy. He turned his face into the pillow, willing himself to sleep it off, only to be met with more of your scent from when you slept in the bed the night before. Maybe he could subtly get himself off to your smell on his pillow.

Kunikida self indulgently bucked his hips into the duvet, nose pressed into your pillow as he slowly pulled the mask off the bridge of his nose all the way down until it came completely off, his defences broken, and all he is, is a whimpering mess sniffing your pillow.

However, this momentary bliss was cut short as a sudden sound jolted him upright - a clatter of something hitting the floor, followed by a soft curse. Through the curtain, he saw you reach for a towel, clearly having spilled water on yourself.

“Great,” you muttered, lifting the damp hem of your shirt. “Nice going, Y/N. Real smooth.”

He should have looked away. He knew he should have, but his body refused to listen. Instead, he found himself transfixed as you - thinking no one was watching - pulled the shirt over your head, revealing smooth, glistening skin beneath. The moment his eyes gazed upon your plump breasts hidden under a wet bra, that was it. That was the moment his restraint snapped.

Before you could even process the cool air against your skin, you felt a strong arm wrap around your waist, pulling you back against a solid, searing heat.

“Kunikida-?!” You gasped, your voice faltering as his breath ghosted against the nape of your neck.

He buried his face there, inhaling deeply, his grip tightening as his hand find and cup your breasts, groping and kneading them like fresh dough. “Stop” he murmured, though it sounded more like a plea than a command. “Ask me to stop, command me to stop.”

“I-I don’t?” You asked, voice trembling.

“Please,” he growled lowly, the sound rumbling through his chest. “I can’t hold back any longer.” His fingers snaked into your bra, pulling free your pillowy tits as he marvelled at both size and weight of them. You didn’t pull away, not try to stop him. For whatever reason, his possessiveness and his rawness has you weak at the knees, whimpering as the pads of his thumbs meet and draw circles over your nipples.

“Kunikida, I can’t… I…what’s going on? I thought you were sick.”

“I’m not sick,” he said, his voice a mix of control and desperation. “It’s my rut.”

Your eyes widened, mind racing as pieces fell into place. The fever, the tension, the odd behaviour - it all made sense now. Oh lord, it reminded you of all those fan fictions you’d read before, but now happening to you.

He lifted his head slightly, hazel eyes dark and clouded with something primal. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said, his tone steadier now but no less intense as he gives your breasts another harsh squeeze, eliciting a louder moan from you. “It’s dangerous.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me?” You whimpered.

“Because,” he said, his voice dropping to a rough whisper, “you’re already too tempting as it is. Use your spirit bond, order me away and I can deal with it alone. Tell me to stop touching you…”

Your pulse quickened, the weight of his words sinking in. You felt the warmth of his breath against her ear, the strength of his hold, his cock pressed against your ass - he was a tall ass Oni with equipment that matched the size of him, and more. The throb between your legs gets stronger as you can feel him rut into you, needy and desperate - he was too far gone, and so were you.

“No...” you started, your voice hesitant and filled with arousal. “I can help.”

His grip on your waist faltered for a split second before tightening again. “Y/N…” he warned, his voice thick with conflicted emotion “Master…”

You turned your head slightly to see his eyes, his pupils fully dilated as he succumbs to his instincts. “I mean it” you said, your voice steadier now, a mix of curiosity and determination.

Kunikida’s eyes darkened further, his inner battle clearly visible in the tense line of his jaw. For a moment, he looked like he might say something, but instead, he closed his eyes, exhaling sharply.

“I want- no, need you. But don’t offer things you don’t understand” he said, his tone laced with warning, though his grip didn’t loosen as his restraint teeters on the edge of control.

“But I do,” you challenged softly, your own heart thundering in your chest. “This is an order. Let me help you through your rut”

The room was thick with tension, your words hanging in the air like a fragile thread.

And then, silence.

-

It took a good while to register what happens next. One moment you were standing in the kitchen, half naked and slightly soaked from washing up, the next you are laying on your back on his futon, the weight of a 7ft Oni pressed against you with your legs wrapped around his waist; the past few minutes a total blur.

You’ve never seen Kunikida act in such a way, from a refined perfectionist to a feral creature that can only be compared to a true Yokai; aggressive, powerful and unyielding. Whatever clothes you had on had all but disappeared aside from your bra and underwear, but even then your breasts were uncupped, free for this Oni to devour; and devour he did.

Kunikida spoke no words other than whisper in an ancient language to himself like a prayer as he nipped, tugged and worshipped your breasts with great need, squishing the flesh against his face like he had to survive.

“Kunikida…” you could only moan his name as he ravaged your mounds, pinching and rolling a nipple between his fingers and teeth, drunk on your body already; and he wasn’t even inside yet.

“Doppo. Call me Doppo, master” he rumbled a correction, ever since you granted your body to him, the spirit bond and the primal need to mate combined had made you his master, his little goddess in the sheets. And like a goddess, he praised. Every whisper, every low grumble, in the common tongue or the language of yokai, it was all praise. Finally, you were in his grasp, finally after what seemed to him like an eternity.

“You have no idea…” Kunikida began, moving his face away from your tits to bury it into the nook of your neck. “What you do to me. How dare you stumble into this world and into my bed” he curses you finally, after such blissful praise.

He pulls up to look at you, meeting his angry, horny and possessed eyes. His face is glowing from the heat of his rut, and you could swear his features had shifted, more Oni like. Kunikida was on the cusp of madness, unsure whether to lash out or cry from the intensity.

With his eyes never leaving yours, his hand then travels down your body and smooths two fingers over your quivering pussy, conceived behind some pitifully wet panties. You don’t know who shuddered more, you or him at the sensation. His hand dwarfing yours, as he savoured the feeling on the pads of his fingers, bringing them up to his lips and sucking on his digits.

“Fuck you. All my life planned out and you just had to go and fuck it up”

“Kunikida I’m s-“

Kunikida interrupts you by ramming his fingers he was sucking just a few moments ago into your mouth, watching you gag and whimper from his roughness.

“Let me fucking finish” he commanded, his angry cock smoothing over the wetness of your panties, frictionless, and begging for entry. As an Oni deep in a rut, his cock was almost inhuman, larger than a human with bumps and ridgets that rubbed sinfuly, you wondered however it will fit. Not that you could really think about it, with him pinned hard against his bed, his fingers in your mouth. “Fucking brat. I had my life planned, had my spouse planned but oh no, 15 fucking days and I am hooked, fucking hooked. And for the last time, its Doppo to you, understand?”

You could only nod as Kunikida rambled on, removing his fingers from your mouth as he places either leg on his shoulders so that your pussy was in his face. For a moment he breaths, eyes closed and engraving this scent into his very being. God you were the worst, this must be what the humans call hell, but how delicious this hell was.

“You undo me” he spoke, licking a stripe over your clothed folds and moaning deeply, allowing himself some sort of control in the moment to enjoy the sensations he craved ever since meeting you. “And now, I will undo you”

And with that, his sharp nails rip away your panties leaving you totally exposed to his tongue, which was also inhumanly large. As if by Oni magic, his prehensile tongue dives into you with an unrelenting force, starved a man he is as he stretches your tight hole. You could only cover your face, looking through your fingers as the Oni grips your hips, pulling him closer and deeper into your pussy. Not only all of this, you could feel something within you change, something warm like a soft buzz that radiated all the way into your womb.

“Fuck! Doppo, what is that?”

“Oni magic. Its to make sure you are prepared to take me” he spoke as his tongue moved from clit to hole to clit again, much like Kunikida, his movements were precise, almost practiced to ensure your pleasure. It must be his Alpha, instincts, or Oni instincts, whatever it was, he was working your abused pussy to the brink. “I cannot have my mate in pain”

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck!” You slurred out through babbled moans and whimpers, not exactly hearing what he has to say when his tongue is working your pussy this good. Through your hands, you watched him like a man possessed, praising you with his eyes and his mouth as you neared your impending orgasm.

Feeling you twitch around his tongue which had curled and massaged a particular spot, an arrogant grin crept to his face as he remained there, feeling you edge, edge edge…

“Doppo! Fuck!” You scrunched your eyes as your legs twitch and tremble violently until a single flick of his tongue to your clit had sent you over that dreaded edge. Your juices had squirted right on his tongue, into his mouth and covering his chin.

Lowering your legs, he lets you have a moments respite as you covered your face with pure drunken bliss, panting like a dog. He admired his craft, smoothing two hands over your torso, cupping your breasts and giving them a squeeze.

“What is it? Your bratty mouth ain’t got nothing to say?” He teased, squeezing you again.

“Fuck you”

“No, fuck you” he chuckled darkly, spreading your legs as if opening a holy scroll, eyes watching at each sensitive twitch of your cunt, knowing whats going to happen. “I don’t know if I can hold back any longer, knowing what you taste like” he warned.

For a brief moment, the madness in his eyes softened, almost caring despite being in the thick of it. You took advantage and reached up, needing him closer to you, to take you, but you’d want it your way.

“Then don’t, thats an order”

And as swift as he was before when you made the order, Kunikida’s hands grabbed at your hips and pressed the fat tip of his cock against your entrance; oh how he wanted to savour it, how he wanted to do this slowly so he could truly enjoy the moment, but he can’t, not in this rut.

Lunging forward, every thick, veiny inch stretched your hole open as he bottomed out balls deep inside of you. His bulbous head crushing your cervix, and in normal circumstances, this would hurt like a mother fucker, but whatever Oni magic he used, it felt like pure, unadulterated bliss.

“Fu-uck” the Oni moans out, strangled as he feels the pain of restraint fizzle away. He wasn’t expecting such an easy entry, and yet, there you were, the perfect girl opened wide and speared on his cock.

You reached forward and pulled at his horns, bringing him in for a messy kiss as his hips gyrate slightly so you could get used to his size. Kunikida obliged, tongue twining with yours as his thrusts become more confident, more needy.

The obscene noises made from each push, every wet slap of skin had both your minds hazy and desperate for more. Once again, his rut took hold and his hips were no longer this own, driven by the insanity that is his instincts to mate, to breed.

“Gunna breed this pussy, this -fuck- mine, all fucking mine” he growls under his breath in between kisses, slamming into you with purpose. You heard him, but you couldn’t process his words, too lost in your own pleasure as he fills you up continuously with his red Oni cock. Luckily, his bed was a futon, because he knows if this were a bed with legs, the two of you would have broken it.

“Y’feel that, master?” He hums, pulling away so that he can take a good look at your fucked out face, he gestures to bulge forming at the base of his cock; his knot. “I’m gunna fucking knot you, y’hear?”

Your eyes widen as if breaking the spell of ascension, you are grounded by his boating, by his knot forming, stretching you even wider. Your only response was moans and various curse words, which didn’t satisfy him at all.

“I said,” Kunikida pulls out momentarily and flips you onto your front before filling you once again and again. The new position allowed him to reach deeper, granting his knot entrance into you, and of course, the source of your bonding; the back of your neck. “I’m gunna fuckin’ knot you, knock you up. You’d like that pretty human?”

At this angle, he is able to lean forward, arching your back almost painfully as he thud thud thuds against your cervix, his mouth finally making its way to the nape of your neck, licking the salty sweat that beads down, tempting him, inviting him to bite.

“Y-yes! Fuck pleasepleaseplease” you begged, the knot inflating more and more inside you so that each pull out was becoming more and more impossible. It didn’t stop him though, slamming into you with all his might, with his black nails digging into the fat of your ass as if you would escape him. Every time he pulled out, the tightness of your walls only sucked him back in, the pleasure almost nauseating.

“Is that an order?” He whispered in your ear, hitting that same spot over and over.

“Yes” you babbled out, barely able to speak from the pillow you had buried your face in. Kunikida reaches forward and clasps a hand around your throat to lift your face, hearing more and more of those beautiful moans he had so wished to hear.

“I can’t hear you, master”

“Fuck!! Please, Doppo, thats an order!! Please please knot me, knock me up!” you cried, tears running down your face as you tried your best to speak. Your pussy gripped him tightly and he cursed out, ramming into you one last time as his knot locks you in place. He finds that delicious spot on your neck, biting down with feral need and piercing your skin with his fangs.

“Fuck!” You cried once more, from both pleasure and pain as your womb is pumped full of copious amounts of thick, Oni seed. Kunikida was driven beyond insanity, never letting your neck go as he could feel ropes upon ropes spill into you, hot and full of him.

This lasted a full 2 minutes.

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After a little while, Kunikida finally let go of your neck, licking the droplets of blood from your wound and kissed them like you were precious. The post nut clarity kicking in as he realised what he’s just done; you are now his, he now yours, beyond the spirit bond contract.

He held you for a little eternity before rolling to his side, his knot taking you with him as he laid with you, burying his face where he had bit you and continuously kissing the spot as a silent apology.

The world cleared in your mind as you regained conscious thought. What the fuck did you just do? You allowed an Oni to mark you, just as you thought you would be rid of him in a fortnight, you had given your entire being to him.

As much as it frightened you, all of his tender kisses and affections eased any worry; even just a little. You were warm, you were safe, you were…happy.

The room was heavy with the aftermath of your union, the air thick with a new, undeniable bond.

Your fingers brushed the faint wound on your neck as your mind swirled with everything that had just happened. You tilted your head slightly, wincing at the sting on your neck.

“Does it hurt?” Kunikida’s voice was softer now, but there was an edge of concern as his hazel eyes flickered down to where you brushed at your wound.

“A little,” you admitted, running your fingers absently over the spot. “You have sharp teeth, you know.”

Kunikida huffed, his lips twitching into a rare smile. “I wasn’t exactly in full control of myself.”

“Understatement of the century” you teased, your voice light despite the lingering tension in your chest.

“You’re hardly innocent in this” he retorted, but there was no venom in his words, just the usual bickering that now felt more like home than annoyance.

You turn your face slightly to him, your gaze locking with his. “I suppose that makes us even.”

For a moment, neither of you spoke. Kunikida’s hand rested on your stomach which had bulged with the sheer size of his cock and knot, his thumb drawing slow, deliberate circles against your skin. The contact was grounding, comforting in a way that surprised you both.

“You realize,” he began, his voice quieter now, “we barely know each other.”

“And yet here we are,” you said softly, your lips quirking up into a small smile. “You’re stuck with me now, Oni-boy.”

Kunikida chuckled lowly, a sound so rare it made your heart skip a beat. “Don’t remind me. I was just starting to enjoy the thought of getting rid of you.”

“Charming” you raised your brows. “Though I am surprised, you spent the last two weeks lecturing me about rules, traditions, and how annoying I am. And yet you choose me as your mate?”

“You are annoying,” he muttered, though the faintest blush spread across his cheeks. “But… I suppose you’re also tolerable. Occasionally.”

“Tolerable?!” You feigned annoyance, “That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me. Be still, my heart.”

Kunikida groaned, covering his face into your neck. “This is exactly why I preferred you asleep.”

Your laughter rang through the room, warm and bright. You reached for his arm and brought his hand to your lips for a quick kiss. “You’re not so bad yourself” you murmured.

After a moment of silence, Kunikida spoke again. “I meant what I said,” he said quietly, his usual stern tone softened. “You’re mine now, Y/N. Not because of the spirit bond, but because of this.” His fingers brushed the fresh mark on your neck, reverence in his touch.

“And you’re mine” you replied, your voice steady despite the weight of your words.

His hazel eyes darkened, and for a moment. “Do you regret it?”

You paused, considering. You thought of your family, the mortal realm, everything you’d left behind - and then you thought of him. The way he held you, the way his guarded nature softened just enough to let you in. And it wasn’t exactly like you couldn’t visit the mortal realm and see your family and friends again, but it would just be different.

“No,” you said finally, your voice resolute. “Do you?”

Kunikida didn’t answer right away. Instead, he pulled you closer, pressing a lingering kiss to the back of your head. “No,” he murmured against your hair. “It feels… right. You feel right.”

You closed your eyes, letting his words wash over you. For the first time since you fell into the well, you felt like you were exactly where you were meant to be.

“I guess we’ll figure the rest out,” you said, your tone light but laced with meaning.

“We will” he agreed, his voice firm.

A content silence fell again, your bodies still locked into place. You didn’t bother asking how long the two of you were going to be like this for, mostly because you didn’t care. You relished this feeling, this warmth and this comfort.

As the quiet stretched on, Kunikida’s voice broke the comfortable stillness. “Just one other thing,” he said, his tone carrying that familiar weight of seriousness, “that after what we’ve done, raising our young will be a priority.”

You, who had been trailing your fingers lazily along his forearm, froze. You lifted your head to look at him, your mouth opening and closing as if trying to find the right words. “Our… young?”

“Yes.” His eyes met yours, completely earnest. “It’s only natural. Ensuring their future would be the next logical step. I’ve always envisioned how I’d raise them - structured, disciplined, with proper values and-”

“Wait, wait, wait,” you interrupted, holding up a hand. Your lips twitched, caught somewhere between laughter and sheer panic. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, Oni-boy.”

Kunikida frowned, his brow furrowing. “What do you mean?”

You sighed, lifting up your arm. You tapped the small, barely noticeable bump beneath your skin with a sheepish grin. “This little miracle of modern medicine? Contraceptive implant. So… no young. Not anytime soon, anyway.”

For a moment, Kunikida just stared, his expression unreadable. Then, with a deep exhale, his entire being relaxed. Relief flashed across his face, but it was quickly replaced by something else - mild disappointment, tinged with the faintest hue of frustration.

“Well,” he muttered, his voice gruff, “I suppose that simplifies things for now.”

You bit back a laugh at his conflicted tone. “I’m flattered, really. But maybe let’s take it one step at a time? I just became an honorary Oni, after all.”

Kunikida shot you a pointed look. “The moment you return to the mortal realm,” he said, his tone firm but laced with exasperation, “we are getting that thing removed.”

“Sure thing,” you teased, grinning as you wiggled your hips slightly to get comfortable in his embrace. “Right after I make an appointment for a vasectomy for you.”

His groan of exasperation was drowned out by your teasing laughter. Though you bickered like usual, the bond between you was stronger than ever - unshakable, undeniable, and all yours.

[gold-rhine]

I was also pleased with the nod krai stream! Honestly was confused when I saw lore theorist ashikai bent outta shape about it. I don't watch her much anymore but oh boy people were very confused with her doomposting about it. I'm just excited we can maybe finally see lore not just in a five star weapon or xbox exclusive wing gliders but also in the story. Honestly it was nice to see at least some of the dev team thought process too ^^ CANT WAIT TO MAYBE SEE LAWYER KAEYA

i didnt want to address her again, i had enough ppl coming to argue to my inbox, but like the "lore" videos like that are huge part of the problem. i dont actually watch her, so im gonna talk about the video i got sent which is fontaine quest predictions, in which the only viable thing she said was that fontaine ppl are oceanids. which is very fucking obvious if u care to pay attention! i have a post saying this exact thing right after first act of fontaine. and everything else in that video is wild conspiracy theories based on nothing, that actually HINDER ppl's understanding of fontaine story. she said that making human form is the original sin bc primordial one just loves humans so much, which is bullshit, all creatures all over over teyvat take human form, from adepti to yokai. its using the primordial sin resources that was actually punished, which ties with decolonization theme, celesta didnt care if egeria made her oceanids into humans or pokemons, what mattered is the use of resources. and like if u listen to the shit she says about the whale, it just makes it absolutely hilaroius. celestia made a whale to mock neuvi??? who is not even a whale??? and his constellation is called leviathan bc he just came up with it to sound cool to melusines, bc he dsoesn't even have a constellation. like asdfghjkl;

tldr i'm glad hoyo will be more clear and accessible in their lore and its obvious why genshin conspiracy theories youtubers are mad about it

[chil-aglia]

For The Bad Things Happen Bingo Card:

Bingo Slot: Suicide Attempt

Character: Three/Luca

Plot: Basically Three/Luca ends up attempting suicide because of all the shit he’s been through, Leo finds out what he’s trying to do and manages to stop him, the rest of their family and even Draxum finds out about it, and everyone tries to help Three/Luca feel better in any way they can and they also make sure that he doesn’t try and attempt suicide again (also you can decide what suicide attempt he tries to do because I’m genuinely too scared to try and come up with something myself tbh).

This will be marked off as 'Suicide Attempt' as that is the main focus!

Ya know what? Fair—

GOOD THING I ALREADY KNOW WHAT I WANNA DO WITH HIM—

Also, hey! We got another bingo!

Hope you enjoy this! And sorry for any grammar errors made!

@badthingshappenbingo

Link to the fic on Ao3: Three Come Down - Chilaglia - Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018) [Archive of Our Own]

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Three Come Down

Quick note: This is not canon to the main story of Blood Is Thicker Than Water! Three/Luca will be known as Three in this as he is still getting used to being around family and hasn’t accepted his new name yet.

Bingo slot: Suicide Attempt

Fandom: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles + my OC’s

Warnings; ANGST GALORE, suicide attempt, self-harm, PTSD, depressive thoughts, self-hatred, blood, implied past abuse, etc

Summary: Three can’t let them see the self-inflicted wounds. He can’t show weakness. But...it’s hard, it’s so hard when your abuser comes around like he’s part of the family…family huh? Then maybe, Three shouldn’t be part of it anymore.

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What a disaster.

What a complete waste of his time.

How imperfect.

Those were only some of the choice of words Draxum had to say to Three. To his creation. And my god, did Three eat it up, and not in a good way. He wanted to vomit out at each insult he was put through.

Baron Draxum was a monster. He was his master.

And yet here he was, mingling with the others who welcomed into the family. Or at least Mikey did, the others just tolerated and our up with him in order to not upset their youngest brother.

Still, it sickened Three to very core. He had barely just gotten used to this whole family dynamic thing, and now Draxum was back? Saying he was a changed yokai? Someone who could be trusted?!

“Urk!”

Three looked away, placing a hand over his mouth as his other hand gripped onto the wall beside him. He was watching from afar, and he couldn’t take it much longer. Silently he left the group, making his way to his bedroom and closing the door for needed privacy.

Three swallowed whatever bile threatened to come up his throat, shuddering as he walked to the bed, sitting down and just staring at his lap when he got comfortable.

Physically he was fine. But mentally he knew he was fucked up. The memories, the voices, the thoughts.

All itching at his brain. Tormenting him. Taunting his very being.

Imperfection is what he was. And he couldn’t allow that. Not while Draxum was still here.

It was drilled into him at a young age to be perfect, otherwise suffer the consequences.

So stupid. So naive of him.

And yet…old habits were hard to break.

“Shut up….” He told himself, slamming his hands on his head to try and focus on ignoring the negative emotions. What was something he could do to help him focus? Help him ground himself?

A shimmer caught his eye, gazing to the side to see his katana rested up against the wall. He gained a thought, silently hopping off the bed and making his way over to the weapon.

He picks it up by the hilt, peering down at the reflection of the blade. It was sharp, he knew that. The sharpest he’s ever had.

He’s killed others with this blade before.

Now he was curious. Just how sharp was it?

He extends his arm out, guiding the sword in his free hand to hover above his green skin.

And he sliced, hissing in a deep breath as it stung. He closed his eyes for a moment before opening it back up, watching the line of his cut become clear as red liquid oozed out.

Okay. So, it was sharp. And a bit painful.

But hey…it helped him focus on something else.

One more.

He sliced again. Wincing at the sensation.

Another.

And another.

And it continued for a few minutes.

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He knew it was dumb of him, but since that day, whenever he had such a depressing thought or feeling, he’d just cut away on his arm.

Of course he kept this a secret. No way was he going to let anyone see his state. He wore a lot of hoodies since then, even when it was hot, he claimed he was merely cold.

It had been a particularly hot day today, to the point where Three told the others he was heading topside for some much-needed fresh air, the others understood and let him go, trusting him to go off by himself.

When climbing out the sewers and hitting the busy streets of New York. Three urged for a breeze but got none.

Grumbling, he climbs up an apartment complex, reaching the rooftops. Surely there was a breeze up there, right?

He wandered around, finding the highest point he could find that wasn’t too far from home.

When he did, he stood on the ledge and just stared ahead. Not caring if anyone saw him or if the wind blew just strong enough to knock him off balance.

Huh….

He looked down, he was definitely high up. If he did fall without trying to use his skills to safely get down. He could wound up seriously hurt.

Or dead.

That…that didn’t sound so bad the more he thought about it. Being dead meant you could escape from the harshness that was the world. No longer have to think. No longer have to remember.

No longer have to feel.

He can just end it all…

Step.

End it all.

Step, step.

End it all. End it all. End it all—

“STOP!”

Three was suddenly pulled back, he felt the wind being squeezed out of him as someone wrapped around his torso. Three blinked before wriggling, trying to get out of their hold.

No! He was so close. He could’ve ended it all!

“Let me go! I need to—“

“Three, calm down. It’s me, Leo!”

He stiffened and panted to catch his breath, looking down slightly to see that Leo had a very tight grip around his waist, the two sitting on the ground as Leo observed with fearful eyes.

“Leo…? Why’d you…how did…?” Three was at a loss for words, he didn’t remember Leo coming with him. Unless he followed him out. And if that was the case, why?

“I was worried…you’ve been acting strange.”

Leo mumbled, voice shaky and out of breath. Leo felt like he couldn’t breathe when he saw Three about to step off the ledge of the building and just…free fall.

“Three…are you okay?”

Was he…okay?

“I don’t know.”

“It’s okay.”

“I don’t know. I don’t know, I don’t—“ He stops himself from repeating, body trembling as reality starts to sink in. He…wanted to die just then. He was going to die if Leo hadn’t appeared when he did.

He was not all right.

“Fuck….” He hisses, wincing when Leo helped him up to his feet, tugging on his arm where the cuts were. Leo narrowed his eyes, about to gently lift Three’s sleeve up, but Three slapped his tridactyl hand off him.

“Let’s go home.” He grumbled, turning around and leaving. Leo followed not far behind.

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The others knew something had happened when the twins returned home. Three didn’t acknowledge them and headed straight to his room. Leo watches with a frown and walks over to his brothers.

“Everything okay? Did you two have an argument or something?” Raph tilts his head, arms crossed as Leo opens and closes his mouth. He should tell them. Most definitely.

Maybe he didn’t want Three to get pissed at him. He so would if Leo told them what had happened. “Something happened, yeah. But I won’t go into detail about it.” Leo vaguely replied, which only had the others more curious and puzzled by this statement.

“What do you mean? What happened?” Donnie interrogated but Leo shook his head firmly. He’s the medic of the team. He can deal with the situation that Three is in by himself.

“All I ask…if that we all keep an eye on Three. If he says he’s going topside, one of us has to go with him. Even if he argues with you on it. You go with him.” Leo sternly ordered, which of course the guys were immediately tense and worried.

“Leo—“

“I mean it. I’ll…deal with the rest.”

Leo cuts them off, walking off towards Three’s bedroom. He needed to see him again. Check in on him once more.

He knocks, “Hey…it’s me. I’m…coming in.” He announced himself, opening the door and closing it behind.

“Three, are you—“

Leo halts in his steps, eyes blown wide as he sees the blood dripping off the blood. The red liquid trailing down Three’s arm.

Leo quickly ran over, shoving the sword out of his hand and quickly wrapped a blanket around his wound to stop the bleeding.

He gasps, noticing up close the cuts that Three inflicted upon himself.

“I didn’t know what else to do.” Three quietly spoke, looking down in shame and embarrassment. But he was too exhausted to stop Leo from seeing his state.

“It’s okay…I’ll help you out. I’m here now.”

Three slowly nods. Turning his gaze to the blade with a blank expression.

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Bad things happen bingo (OPEN)

[garbage--account]

Winner of the poll #1 :The haunting of Unmei

Intro :

Some notes before beginning.

I made a 3 days poll last week where you could vote for the imaginary scenarios i had on VROH you like the most, because i felt the need to yap about them. And now i am telling you about it. This post that was supposed to be done on friday (but shits always happen to me). This is also the 2nd time i try to write this.

This story was elected the favorite out of 16 voters, thanks to them <3.

At the end of this post, i will do another poll for the remaining imaginary plots, you will have 3 days too to chose.

These are not canon of course, this is also not fanfictions because i can't write and english is not my primary language. However, i will try to give structures to these, let me know if you enjoyed 🫶

Summary :

If Unmei was ever asked why he had moved to Kyushu so fast last minute, he would probably reply a vague answer about his heart condition. But isn't he rather running from something ? Unmei is a peculiar boy, he had been seen by numerous strangers kicking into nothing and seems to see things no one else can see. He also knows things he shouldn't know, even with datas. Let's dive into his troubled past and make acquaintance with his spiritual "guide", shall we?

Inspos :

This was one of my least fleshed out ideas in my mind but i will make it work. Upon watching the let's play of beta chapter one, 2 things in particular caught my eyes : the imaginary soccer balls and players Unmei can occasionally see and only him sees, and the stair yokai(?) at the first training. Even tho it is not the first time we are dealing with spirits in IE, this sounded being really of place here and i wonder if Level 5 is cooking something for it and if this is just a weird idea they wanted to add for funsies.

Disclaimers :

Typical IE car accident, mention of bullying, trauma, major character death, criminal offences implied, incoherent mess, no plot just vibes, worst story i have in stock, no beta, no redaction

Plot :

Due to some events before moving out, Unmei is haunted by the ghost of Kidou, except he doesn't know he is Kidou because his face melted

So far so good, the ghost is actually helpful for tactics, hissatsus and moving the plot forward (tho he tells Unmei to do things and refuses to elaborate)

The team meets Soramiya then Nagumohara vs Northbrigh match (the weird guy from Teikoku watches them)

After the match, they hang out with Soramiya

Turns out he and Unmei used to know each others a veeeeeeerrryy long time ago, and not even for long (tho Soramiya says Unmei was cool), before Unmei had his heart problems

Unmei is sus about Soramiya telling his new friends about his past and stops Soramiya to tell them more

This raises alarm bells for the team and they decide to investigate in secret

During a certain period of time, Unmei feels kinda left behind but he tries to be delulu and aloof about it and tries to convince himself it is just his imagination

In the meantime, Shisendo manages to steal Unmei's scholarship files from administration

Meanwhile, Unmei meets "by accident" the weird guy from Teikoku Alice Rendell, who decided it's rivalry time

So Unmei tries to pull off a tactic against Teikoku but can't do it alone so Kidou gives him the secret passwords to Teikoku's entrance and of his login there

This interrupts da team in their secret investigation because they have to infiltrate Teikoku's prom (this is chaotic)

They still learned from the students that a riot happened some months ago in the school, that the director had handled it by wielding a katana in the battle and sequestrated the whole school for some discipline, since then he is suspended and we basically have no news about him since that event

They also manage to collect some footages of Teikoku's playmaking

But once they were bailed out of jail (look, it's a whole another imaginary scenario), everyone but Unmei skips training because their investigations were that passionate

This leaves plenty of time for Unmei being alone with his imaginary toxic friend, to conspirate on how they are going to crush Teikoku, especially that Alice

Meanwhile, here are the results of da team investigations : Unmei had to change school A LOT because after the heart condition fatality, he had depression, changed personality for the worse, was toxic with his classmates, almost destroyed his schools several times by accident, got bullied, and his dad got to prison because he scammed too much people

At some point, bullying got so bad the bullies might or might not make a car crash into their previous house living room. That was according to his mom, but why having a driver dying such grusome death ?

Anyway, Nagumohara vs Teikoku

This is basically tactics warfare

Since da team neglected their training (and Unmei 😢) for this match, they almost lost but they tied

This was thanks to : 1. Unmei because he actually worked his ass off to rival Alice 2. Drama at Teikoku's side

The drama being : they ended up learning that Alice is singlehandedly responsible for the Riot™️, so they stopped giving a damn about him so they weren't at their best

After the match, Da Team apologized to Unmei because they weren't serious for this match, tho some of them remained distant because of what they learned about him (not Sakurazaki who kinda related to this story tbh)

Da Trio, who became friends with Haru at some point because he kept showing up for no reason, told him this crazy Teikoku situation and they all laughted

Haru : "btw, one of my uncles was running this school but after his suspension, he vanished for no reason and police is investigating on this"

The ghost later told Unmei to go to the funerarium and he meets Tsurugi there

Events of "the OG slasher" follow

At some point, Unmei and da team learned that it was Kidou the driver, not some bullies, and he basically missed a turn while escaping some lunatics who invaded his house

Events of "the cult who didn't like soccer very much" follow

The end, because i have no idea how to end this

Next poll :

[crunchyorochiru]

It's been years but Yokai Watch has me in a chokehold rn. Time to ramble about my YKW OCs 😀

Tempest/Kaminari. The youngest daughter of Enma and the 2nd youngest royal overall (her brother, Lucas, is the youngest.) When her father died, she got kidnapped by a subordinate of Mckracken in order to stop her sisters from overthrowing him. After the events of game 1, Tempest managed to escape the subordinate and ended up in Springdale, where she ran into Lucas. Now she's back with her family, and although she's readjusting from living as a human for years, she's got the support of her family and long-lost friends.

Frost Tail/Inugami. He was sealed away by his human lover's family, only to be freed centuries later by Tempest. The existence of Katie Forester gives him heartburn because his human lover is her ancestor (which implies she got with someone else after his sealing), so he distracts himself by acting as Tempest's self-proclaimed bodyguard and teaching her how to be a yokai again.

Princess Envy/Hannya-hime. Damona's younger sister. She tries her best to be just like Damona, cold and emotionless, but that all goes out the window when she's around Tempest (due to a massive repressed crush on her.)

Tsunaminoct/Tsunami Orochi. A mutual childhood friend of Tempest and Envy who moved away to the human world. Shadow Venoct has taken her as his student.

Stormy Venoct/Arashi Orochi. The non-canon twin of Tsunaminoct. He's here because I like his design.

White Dragon. The 2nd-in-command of Mckracken's army. He used to be a faithful servant of Ancient Enma, but when his brother was made the Dragon Lord, while he was made the bodyguard of Tempest, he chose to betray Enma and join Mckracken's army. The price of joining was Tempest's life… but having seen the future where doing that eventually gets him killed, he chose to instead "raise" her in secret until Mckracken's plans either succeed or go to shit. That didn't work out because Tempest ran away, so now he's in hiding to avoid punishment from Lord Enma.

Greeny/Midori. She's the Azure Dragon's daughter & Tsunaminoct's mother. She was originally the top candidate to become Tempest's bodyguard, but after Tsunaminoct was born, Ancient Enma passed the guard role to White Dragon in hopes of appeasing him (which did not happen obviously.) Right before White Dragon kidnapped Tempest, Greeny left the palace, took Tsunaminoct with her, and moved to the human world. Now, she acts as a guardian yokai to a seaside town.

Blizzard Venoct/Yukinko Orochi. A fanchild of Extreme Blizzaria (Goku Fubukihime) and Extreme Venoct (Goku Orochi). He grew up in hiding with the Extreme (Goku) yokai, and he can't make any friends without exposing his parents as criminals, so he's rather lonely. He's not allowed to go on missions for his safety, but he feels like a burden to the Extreme yokai and wants to prove himself.

Fumey. A smogmella yokai who was Greeny's sister when they were humans. Being in a soulcery clan, she never understood why her sister liked yokai, but when the Azure Dragon somehow escaped his soulstone and took her sister, she swore vengeance and a hatred for all yokai... including herself, now. It's complicated.

[halfetirosie]

🔥😅♨️ #SquadGoals ♨️😅🔥

(Exercise 10 - 13 React-os!)

1) OH SHIT, THE PROPHECY IS TRUE!!!

✨ THEY'RE GONNA LET QUINCY GRILL!!!!!! ✨

His Dad Energy™ will be off-the-charts!!!

2) PFFFT!!! 😂

You're getting too predictable, Dante!

Nah but, it will never stop being adorable how well Eiden knows his bois.

Plus, Eiden worked Dante-Teasing™ into his explanation so seamlessly, he doesn't even give him time to react before moving on! Outstanding move! 👌

3) Blade's Robo Abilities validating all the fanfic writers once again--

Kinda interesting that Yakumo gets nervous on boats. Maybe it's just because he's never been on one before? Or because it's so different from his natural environment, he instinctually dislikes it? 🤔

4) The return of Peepaw Kuya that canonically hates water!!! 🤣🤣🤣

He's gonna do his Ghost Bullshit of popping up behind him any second now, just watch-

Yup, that's our boi! 😂 Looks like Kuya's getting too predictable, too!

Kuya's like the fuckin Lord Voldemort of this universe. Don't say his cursed name!!!

5) That's kinda funny--- they accidentally re-created the Pokemon Starter Trio (except instead of Yaku for fire/red it's Dante)!

BRUH.

If I ever had to compete against their team--even if I were physically on-par with them--I would be hella intimidated. 2 of the 3 of them are insanely competitive by nature, and all three of them are workaholics that treat everything seriously. 😨

Not to mention, knowing my luck, I'd get stuck on a team with one slacker and one...shall I say....under-skilled person. Just, based on my history with college group projects... 😭😭😭

6) I am suddenly reminded of the crazy Australians/Floridians that wrestle crocodiles...on purpose...

(⊙ - ⊙)

...I better see fanart of this scene, or else I'll be disappointed!

I can't even blame Eiden for his awe at this weird-ass/random/kinda-funny situation, cuz I'm right there with him!

Also, Impromptu Fish-Wrestling is cool and all, but when do we get to see Quincy grill???

7) 🚨 I CALL BULLSHIT!!! 🚨

Pleaseeee. ( - _ - )

You expect me to believe that Garu and Yakumo, with their yokai-senses, would actually get caught off-guard by a random animal or something? Or that Kuya would honestly believe that??? Him, the one constantly hyping up yokai and their superiority????

...Yeah, that too. Kuya ain't that nice.

He's 100% the smartass lazy kid in the group project that shoves all the real work onto the other members, while pretending that the task they chose is actually difficult/time consuming when it actually can be completed in 5 minutes.

8) Always a fan of 🐾 Cat Dad Dante 🐾 moments! ♡♡♡

I'm also a huge fan of Sooley's thematic accessories!!!

I fuckin called it, dude!!! I knew Dante was jealous of Topper getting to have stylish outfits!!!! (And on that note---who made Sooley's lil' bandana? Eiden, I assume? 🤔)

9) Leave it to Dante & Co. to militarize cooking! 🤣🤣🤣

(ㆁ△ㆁ)

I mean, look at this shit! How are they so insanely coordinated?? Did they practice the choreography?????

10) (◔_◔)

Dante, babes, this situation isn't serious enough to justify one of your classic cheesy one-liners...

(Has anyone else ever commented on that? How Dante says a ton of cringey shit (affectionate) that sounds like it came straight out of an anime?)

--That won't distract me from his impressive skills, tho. I mean, I already knew he had some cooking knowledge from Frozen Echoes (in that side-stroy where he goes ice fishing and then cooks the fish with Karu, Blade, and Eiden).

But this isn't just the rudimentary "cook a thing over a fire until it's not raw anymore" sort of situation---this is an actual understanding of how to cook something and why you should use certain methods for the best results.

My mans is fun to tease, but honestly, he deserves more credit!

Go off, king! I'm proud of you!!! ♡♡♡♡♡

11) ---*snort*---

I'm sure this is still a compliment to Dante, but Eiden just can't resist goofing on him, huh? (≧∇≦)

🔥 End of report! 🔥

[yzafre]

Rise Magic Watch - So Many

This covers The Ancient Ninja Art of Hide and Seek, The Mutant Menace, One Mans Junk, Snow Day, Cloak and Swaggart, and Jupiter Jim Ahoy. There wasn't a ton of (new) magic in each individual episode, so we're going through them in one long streak.

The Ancient Ninja Art of Hide and Seek

I love this episode. Like Splinter is undeniably a shit teacher, and it definitely depicts the boys as…. dumber than I think they are, for the joke, but the episode is HILARIOUS. And they figure it out in the end.

Very little magic though, so here's come misc notes

Possibly a joke, but they spend 3 days in the hotel before splinter comes after them.

Also I grabbed these fun screenshots, maybe new backgrounds?

The Mutant Menace

This... exists. Somewhere.

....terrifying.

The start of Mikey throwing around things way too big for him?

One Man's Junk

There's a notice board up near Hueso's pizza labyrinth now. Things we can see:

The unicorns do seem to be pets of some kind.

Recruitment drive for the Foot

Also, the Foot seem to know about the Evil Tea Kettle

Leo is wanted - weather by the police or by a private citizen, unknown. 100% related to the Portal Jacked incident, though.

The Demolition Derby is still going strong.

The mutants seem to be integrating into hidden city life - Hypno is advertising his magic skills, Repo's got a flyer, Warren has a (defaced) advertisement.

The boy's favorite pizza place advertises at a yokai place? Also seems weird for Heuso to let his competition advertise at his place....

Also a fun little Leo being creative moment. He's really starting to hit his stride!

Snow Day

So. Ghost Bear. Let's talk about it.

Ghost bear is weird, and breaks about half the rules.

I can accept his powers - again, the magic system in this show is very conceptual. Hypno's whole life was being a magician, so now he can do it for real. Meat Sweat's life was about his show, and his mantra of "release the flavor", his absorption abilities just takes that to creepy extremes. Ect.

Ghost Bear's life was about... well, being Ghost Bear. That's what his identity is tied up in. So him gaining actual ghost power makes sense based on his sense of self.

By why is he a bear???

For most mutants we've seen, while the abilities are more conceptual, the form follows a science logic. With the mutants where we're aware of their transformation:

Hypno, form comes from his hippo assistant

Meat Sweats, was smacking someone with a pork chop

Garner dude from a couple episodes back, was holding the smelly plant

Repo's cat, was licking Repo

The point being, it's been established/implied that your form comes from your last animal/DNA contact (which implies funny things about Warren's & Repo's last moments as a human). So why is he a bear.

The only answer I can come up with is that the ruff he wears is made out of actual bear fur.

There you go, that not-actually-a-mystery is now solved. You're welcome.

((later edit: someone else has actually already posted about this, but this post was already in my queue, so))

Also we heard Mikey's weapon laugh again.

Is it alive or isn't it???

Cloak and Swaggart

The brooch was a gift from Sunita's Grand-Googly. Doesn't say much on its own, but its another point in my "how common are cloaking brooches" file along with, say, Glem's existence, and that old lady they followed into Run of the Mill for the First time.

On the topic of cloaking brooches.

How do they work, exactly? I mean, not my question from before about like, the physicality of it all and where does the mass and magic go.

I mean how does it decide how you should look? Because it makes Meat Sweats look exactly as he did before. do you have any control over it? If so, how much?

It can't be DNA based, I don't think, because that seems like it would be... difficult, with Sunita. Is it based on... self-conception? Maybe? That would fit well with how a lot of the magic in the show seems to work, see above.

Jupiter Jim Ahoy

Oh dang, no wonder they can pass as cosplayers if this exists.

So we're putting a pin in this screenshot. You know, for later.

Off-topic aside: The boys are really fast learners? Like, not just Ninja Hide and Seek, but even here, Donnie picks up a series of precision strikes after briefly reading an insert. It's like the powers at be looked at their raw potential and went "oh, gotta nerf that" and made them dumbasses to compensate.

Woo, end of the season is coming up fast! We'll see if I do the last two episodes together, or give them their own posts.

[la-hannya]

Remember when I told y'all that Sumisawa was still very likely working on this shit 🤡 now confirmed.

Also the fact they changed killing Setsuna to Hisui, Chad Jaken still being op here while cardboardmaru is nerfed, made Kirinmaru a terrible father fast here when they tried so hard in the anime to make em a bad one but he actually came better than fakemaru, and from a yokai speaking in Egyptian hieroglyphics last chapter we got now one speaking Portuguese.

Please call me again when one speaks Spanish so I can continue to laugh. The end is so closeeeeee.

Like this is so FANSERVICEY that it's truly unserious that they trying to appeal so badly to certain fans like the cash-grab it is. Fr if you take this "extremely seriously", ur like desperately delulu or something. I prefer to watch the randomness of Boruto at this point cause at least Kishimoto seem to give fuk about the IP somewhat than them. Even his author (Shiina's) notes feel like the ones you leave sometimes when writing a fanfic.

"The child from the FINAL chapter of Inuyasha..." 😂

Anyway, I'll rest my case.