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denkigami · 3 months
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that's how men that call you "my lady" wants to be kissed.
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kuuniichi · 4 years
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Repost! I forgot to draw kazuma’s mark in the last one and i just realized this now, TWO MONTHS LATER! i couldn’t live with myself if i didn’t uploaded a new edited version, so here we are, i’m sorry kazu..
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loveyourspleen · 6 years
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Inktober day 25: Weak.
You can tell when I actually put effort into one of my drawings haha. It’s been a while, Kazubisha fans! Trying out a new way to do hair here. It’s not perfect but it’s coming along!
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nikimarii · 7 years
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A1 : Kazuma and Bishamon
From this meme
Commission Info | FAQ | Twitter
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Please reblog!
Reblog if you’re in any of these fandoms, like these, or ship any of these ships listed please!
Hamilton
Dear Evan Hansen
Be More Chill
Just musicals in general
Voltron: Legendary Defender
Attack on Titan
Tokyo Ghoul/Tokyo Ghoul Root A/ Tokyo Ghoul: re
Yuri!!! On Ice
Free Iwatobi Swim Club
Noragami/Noragami Aragoto
Assassination Classroom
Just anime in general
LGBTQ+
Panic!AtTheDisco
My Chemical Romance
Green Day
Paramore
Twenty One Pilots
Queen
Theatre Kid relatable posts/problems
Nerd relatable posts/problems
Otaku relatable posts/problems
Memes in general
Divergent
Hunger Games
Harry Potter
Percy Jackson and the Olympians/Heroes of Olympus/Trials of Apollo/Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard
Elder Scrolls VI: Skyrim
Klance(Keith x Lance) from Voltron: Legendary Defender
Adashi/Shadam(Shiro x Adam) from Voltron: Legendary Defender
Loturra(Allura x Lotor) from Voltron: Legendary Defender
Eremika(Eren x Mikasa) from Attack on Titan
Levihan(Levi x Hange) from Attack on Titan
Reibert(Reiner x Bertholdt) from Attack on Titan
Aruani(Armin x Annie) from Attack on Titan
Yumikuri(Krista x Ymir) from Attack on Titan
Jeanmarco(Jean x Marco) from Attack on Titan
Springles(Sasha x Connie) from Attack on Titan
Touken(Kaneki x Touka) from Tokyo Ghoul
Ayahina(Hinami x Ayato) from Tokyo Ghoul
Victuri(Viktor x Yuri) from Yuri!!! On Ice
Yuribeka(Yurio x Otabek) from Yuri!!! On Ice
Makoharu(Makoto x Haru) from Free Iwatobi Swim Club
Reigisa(Rei x Nagisa) from Free Iwatobi Swim Club
Yatori(Yato x Hiyori) from Noragami/Noragami Aragoto
Kazuveena(Bishamon x Kazuma) from Noragami/Noragami Aragoto
Daifuku(Kofuku x Daikoku) from Noragami/Noragami Aragoto
Karmagisa/Karunagi(Karma x Nagisa) from Assissination Classroom
Irisuma(Irina x Karasuma) from Assassination Classroom
Lams(Alexander Hamilton x John Laurens) from Hamilton
Mullette(Marquis de Lafayette x Hercules Mulligan) from Hamilton
Jeffmads(Thomas Jefferson x James Madison) from Hamilton
Marliza(Eliza Schuyler Hamilton x Mariah Reynolds) from Hamilton
Tobitris(Tris x Tobias) from Divergent
Willstina(Christina x Will) from Divergent
Ginry(Harry Potter x Ginny Weasley) from Harry Potter
Ronione(Ron Weasley x Hermione Granger) from Harry Potter
Percabeth(Percy Jackson x Annabeth Chase) from pjo/hoo/toa
Soleangelo(Nico di Angelo x Will Solace) from pjo/hoo/toa
Jasper(Jason Grace x Piper McLean) from pjo/hoo/toa
Frazel(Hazel Levisque x Frank Zhang) from pjo/hoo/toa
Caleo(Leo Valdez x Calypso) from pjo/hoo/toa
Yeah...this list was a lot longer than expected. Sorry! Please reblog!
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A Man of Business
So I wrote this a long time ago and never posted it on tumblr, so I thought, hey, why the heck not?
Very angsty, lots of heavily repressed emotions.
It’s on fanfanfiction.net here
Kazuma was always a man of business.
Which is precisely why he is currently headed down to Bishamon's office with a large menacing stack of papers.
When he knocks on the door, she calls out, "Come in."
He does not take a deep calming breath when he walks in, his heart rate certainly does not rise, and he does not think about this in any way other than strict business.
After all, he is a man of business.
He walks in, sets the papers down, and begins berating her for the lack of attention he shows to her other shank.
It's another exhausting day in the city, when the sun has gone down and the dark things, the ayakashi, rise from the darkness.
He watches as she saves another soul from the gripping darkness. She has always been too kind, and that has already led her to destruction and loss beyond comprehension.
He, of all people, should know that well.
She does not need this shinki, yes she still saves her despite the unimaginable pain she is going through.
He has known her well for a long time, well enough to notice the slight grimaces and pain even when she is relaxing in her home. He knows Viina is suffering, but he can't do anything about it but stand by and watch.
There are times he wish that he could just-
No.
He braces himself mentally.
He is a man of business.
A deep breath.
He straightens his shoulders and composes himself.
Business.
It's sundown and the sky has gone red, red with bloodlust and wasted dreams and death and too many things that are drowned out in the daylight to be noticeable until the sun sets.
Bishamon's fiery hatred of Yato has gotten the better of her again, and he swallows the confessions within his soul and closes his mind.
The chase is on, and he sees their savior running through the alleys with a young shinki, trying to futilely avoid capture.
He is a man of business.
He calmly states the timing of the shots for vital regions and strategic positions, and is surprised and pleased to see that Yatogami is holding up well.
The fire in his Viina is starting to destroy now, it's hungry, starting to consume her and wanting more.
"You will never kill another shinki!"
Al of a sudden her shinki are injured, and this snaps her back to the safe world of reality, away from the beckoning flames.
The day ends in a draw, and nothing is really accomplished.
The fire only burns brighter.
They're home and he sees the water quenching the flames, or that's what they should be doing.
The fire doesn't die; her hatred burns deep, and it brings the water to a misty boil, trying to wash away the thirsty embers.
He is concerned, he really is, and she asks for news on the vents, and one question jumps out and suddenly he is looking for anything to direct the interrogation another direction.
"We're all alone now."
Yes, he knows that and he is fidgeting inside and losing composure from the tangled web of secrets he is hiding.
Should he tell...
"If you leave your hair wet like this, you'll catch a cold."
That catches him by surprise, because in the midst of stumbling for something to escape with, he has found a phrase he actually means.
Of course, that stops the interrogation, and they soon go hunting for the glowing shadows in the dark.
He locked in a dark place, far removed from the light. The girl, Hiyori, has almost given up, and he already had, long ago, but then the door is opened, air is let in, and the light beckons harshly.
It's a beautiful sunny day, but the world is blinding him. The contrast is too much. One minute in the dark, the other thrown into the light. He doesn't like it much here. The sun is high in the sky, too high, he thinks, and it mocks them for dying as he watches on.
He rushes past friends and family, but the faces are gone, and all that is left are the red flowers blooming slowly across the ground.
Viina is losing her family once again, and there is nothing he can do in this dark world where the sun still shines.
He finally spots her, and she is a wasted, soulless shell of herself, driven mad by the bright flames of revenge. The hatred engulfs her, and all he sees is red red red as her sanity is driven to a breaking point.
The fire is bright, an inferno, really.
The blade starts, like a jar pushed too far, and he watches with his eyes-
No, he does something, he is sure of that, but it all blurs together, as he pushes this way and that. Finally after what seems like eternity, and he time looses hold, and he swoops in, trying to protect his Viina from the flames.
The inferno seems to die down as soon as he arrives, confusion twisting across her face.
No.
It's the blood.
Oh, how he hates the color. Bright and dark, crimson seeps through, staining false promises into her skin.
A world of red, but it serves its purpose, and soon Viina is shocked out of it, and the firestorm dies to a smoldering ashes.
Kazuma hates seeing her like this.
He embraces her, trying to convey how much he cares about her, trying to be her guiding light in the storm.
He drops and confesses everything, how he was an ultimate failure and laying out the events in order as he describes what drove him to annihilate his whole clan.
The rain falls now, killing the flames and washing away the ashes from the parched soul.
And all of a sudden, he wishes they could be something more, but this is not the time to be thinking of that, it is never time, and he pushes that from his mind, because dear gods, he has gotten desperate.
He does what is expected of a man of business, is what he tells himself.
One day he arrives home, but something isn't right, he tells himself.
He knocks on his mistress's door, but she doesn't respond, and he pushes the door open just to make sure she's there.
He isn't disappointed, and he sees a mask sitting to the left side of the room, watching the room.
Oh, the mask doesn't break, no. It's been tempered far too much for far too long for simple stress fractures like that.
It's more like carbonizing wood – a strange analogy, but quite fitting, he thinks. The original shape is maintained, down to the grain, but it turns black and crumbles under the touch.
All of a sudden, its smoldering and steaming and hissing and the hollow words ring throughout the room, because Ebisu is dead, but he died wanting to live, and that is the truest tragedy of all.
"It's okay", he thinks, he almost says, but the words die in his throat as he watches, helpless, because it's not okay, so he rubs her shoulder awkwardly as he stands there, muttering words of comfort.
He's never been good at this kind of thing. He shouldn't be expected to.
The room is silent for a while, the air quiet with diffused smoke, and she quietly dismisses him.
After all, he always was a man of business.
A/N
That was fun.
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KazuBisha // Noragami Shipping Aesthetic 
“I’m a coward...but if living on as one meant I could be by your side, I was fine with it...I’m sorry, Veena, for putting you through such anguish.” 
“I don’t care if you hurt me. It’s normal for people to end up hurting others, it’s part of human nature. So please...won’t you come back as my guiding light, Kazuma?”
Requested by @red-rose-karin​
I’m currently accepting aesthetic requests! feel free to request any person or pairing from SNK, Free!, Tokyo Ghoul, Ansatsu Kyoshitsu, RWBY, Noragami and any other fandoms ya’ll know I shitpost about. I kinda suck at this tho you have been warned ok bye
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animezinglife · 8 years
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Sacred
#Kazubisha Week | Theme: Quiet 
I’ve posted the link to this on my blog before, but I thought I’d crosspost it here in honor of Kazubisha Week.
     She tells herself he always says it like that. It’s a nickname that only he uses for her, and though she’s never told anyone, it’s the name she most likes to be called. It’s not the name of a god of war: one with blood-stained hands that only seem to grow more stained as the years pass. It’s not a name she’s known by on Earth or in the heavens, but she’s come to accept it as her name: one without a blood-stained title or implication. Though she carries great names like Bishamon or Vaisravana with pride, they do not define her entirety.
    She takes the blurred figure seated before her: the slender frame, brown hair, and familiar green eyes. Her blessed vessel. Her Kazuma.
    He rests a hand on her forehead and she blinks, her eyes adjusting to take in her surroundings. He looks worried, but is careful as ever not to sting her.
    “Kazuma.” Her voice is weak. The events of the hours before come flooding back to her: the massive storm that had appeared out of nowhere, the endless fighting...it was all familiar, but tiring. A small smile crosses Kazuma’s face, and he retracts his hand, subtly running a strand of hair over his thumb.
    “You look well, Veena,” he says, as if he’s surprised by it himself. She hangs on the name. There’s something about it that soothes her, and she wonders if it’s the name itself or the way it escapes the lips of her Choki.
    She laughs, just barely. Her sides ache from the hits she’d taken in battle, but it’s an ache she welcomes. To her, it’s a prize for their victory, uncomfortable as it may be. Slowly, she reaches for his hand. He offers her the one that bears his name and she takes it in hers, running her thumb over the mark. She knows he considers the name she gave him sacred.
    She wonders if he knows she feels the same about the name he’s given her.
    Her eyelids grow heavy again, and she allows them to close.
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lucina154 · 8 years
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I shall call him Chouki and he will be mine. And he will be my Shinki. Later - after bisha is blighted Bad chouki!
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saviourro · 8 years
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“I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I am sorry.”
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kawaii-0 · 8 years
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Art by: Link
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koushhi · 9 years
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We resemble each other more than we thought.
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kawaii-0 · 8 years
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Art by: Link
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