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holy SHIT ariane has the WHOLE BAKERY, like GODDAMN no wonder LSTR broke her programming to become a lesbian time traveller
OH DARLING, I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD SAY THIS.
My hand slipped.
and probably so did elsters
...i am considering some extra follow-up for that bakery. More hands slipping? Haha jk... unless? 😳
#shishi does the thing#my signalis brainrot is so powerful right now i feel the urge to draw more of them........#WHAT IF I MADE AN AU#it's been so long since i last screamed with some anons on tumblr i might cry right now thank you#signalis#breathe if you think i should draw more elster/ariane
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An Art Update of Sorts
I don't normally do announcements, but I thought I would let everyone know what's going on in my little art world.
I'm working on something tiny (emphasis on tiny) to put up for sale on my Ko-fi page, and on a few original comic projects also to go up for sale. When the comics will come out is up in the air, because...you know...life happens...but I really want to get them up and share them with you all sometime in 2024.
The big thing right now is that I'm currently wrapped up in a large Calligraphy/Watercolor project that may take me a while to get finished. I have never done a large Fraktur before, and this one is cover 200 years worth of names in a family-tree style layout. It's gonna be BIG and DETAILED, which is exciting, but also makes my hand hurt to think too much about. Fraktur is also an old style, so I really want to take my time with it and do it justice.
Fanart is slow coming as a result of all my projects (every time I look at my lack of Transformers I cringe a little), but I just don't have the time to work on everything at once. I'm going to keep drawing fanart, don't get me wrong, but I just wanted to tell you all that my slow slow updating probably won't get any better for the next few weeks.
Thank you all so much for your patience with me, my ask box is still very much open and I will always try and get back to you in a timely fashion.
#shishi speaks#art update#really thank you all for hanging around#i appreciate it a lot#i swear I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN about Sunny Max and Bob#I just don't have the energy atm#which makes me kind of sad but it is what it is
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Hello ! Do you have a discord for ALIVE or just for the Utau community ( for aus, oc and the like ) ?
I really love your comic and yours characters ! And the ones you make with your friends too ! It's making this part of the Fandom really , well alive X) and I kinda want to join on the fun too 👉🏾👈🏾
Hi! ( º ꇴ º)/ It would be great to have one but unfortunately I don't own discord servers (that's a lot of work and responsibility, perhaps someday?) the ones I'm in are not public servers.
But I know that there are people who will see this who do have public UT servers, could you guys invite this nice person, please? ( •́ ω •̀)
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𖤐 OCTOBER 14TH | "PRIMORDIAL CHAOS" 𖤐
𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌! 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐗 𝐅! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
♱ — 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴊᴀᴘᴀɴᴇꜱᴇ ᴛᴇʀᴍꜱ | ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ | ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴꜱ | ᴄᴀɴɴɪʙᴀʟɪꜱᴍ | ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇꜱ | ᴅᴜʙ-ᴄᴏɴ | ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ-ᴘʀᴇʏ | ɴɪᴘᴘʟᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏ | ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ/ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴋɪɴᴋ | ʜɪɴᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴋɪɴᴋ | ᴏʀᴀʟ ꜱᴇx ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴜᴍᴍʏ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ | ʙɪᴛɪɴɢ | ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀꜱ ʟᴜʙᴇ | ᴛᴡᴏ ᴄᴏᴄᴋꜱ | ᴘᴜʙᴇꜱ | ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ ꜱᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ | ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴡʜᴏʀᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ | ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ | ꜱᴘɪᴛ | ᴀɴᴀʟ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ | ᴅᴘ-ʙᴏᴛʜ ʜᴏʟᴇꜱ | ʜᴇ ᴘᴜʀʀꜱ ʙᴄ ᴡʜʏ ɴᴏᴛ?
♱ — 𝐖𝐂: 6.7ᴋ
♱ — 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: ᴀᴀᴀᴀ ʜᴇʀᴇ’ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ ɪɴꜱᴛᴀʟʟᴍᴇɴᴛ! ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ʟᴀᴛᴇ! ɪ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴏʟ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʏꜱᴍ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ!!♡
𝕬 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖌𝖔,
𝖉𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕳𝖊𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕵𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖓.
The soft vibrations of crickets fill your ears when you reach the garden of the estate. The moon peering over the clouds illuminating your path as you descend the wooden stairs onto the stone walkway that leads towards the small bridge above the pond. The sound of the shishi-odoshi begins to tune out the rhythmic buzzing of the insects that surround the area the closer you get to it as you lean over the railing to look at the koi fish below, entranced by their bright colors and effortless motions before the soft pad of feet slowly approaching captures your attention.
One of the house maids ascends the bridge as she offers you the tea you requested upon your arrival, thanking her as you watch her retreat back into the estate, the yellow hair pin holding the strands from her face catching your eye before she disappears behind the wooden sliding doors. The smell of the warm matcha fills your senses as you bring the small cup towards your lips, feeling how it eases the ache in your muscles after returning from a long mission.
More and more cursed spirits had been terrorizing the nearby villages and in a desperate attempt of survival they called upon the neighboring towns for help, you being the eldest daughter of your clan you'd taken the initiative to gather some of the capable men and journey to the villages in need. Coming from a family of skilled sorcerers, your combat skills were unmatched, much to your father’s disdain who believed your focus should be to find an honorable man to be lawfully married to. The thought alone had your eyebrows creasing in discontent while you peered down at your cup, taking another sip of your tea to bury your thoughts in the back of your mind, a problem to be settled at a later time when you face your father after leaving on negative terms. Focusing on the warmth that filled your insides with each sip while letting the soft thudding of the bamboo against the rock along the flow of the water calm your mind.
Watching how the moon reflects against the green liquid before a small snowflake captures your attention, melting instantly into the warm tea followed by another and another as the first signs of snow begin to fall gently upon your skin. Closing your eyes to soak in their comforting touch, clearing your mind as you raise your cup again - but a scream echoes through the night. The loud shrill of a woman in the distance makes you turn towards the estate, frozen at the sudden silence before a loud crashing sound resonates through the whole area making the ground shake below your feet as you take off running into the building, grabbing the Tachi sword that was mounted on display at the main entrance when you sprint past it to the source of the commotion growing louder by the second.
Your breath gets caught in your throat when you reach the main garden, the once thick and fragrant cherry blossoms that adorned the entrance now destroyed as the flames consume it to the last branch, causing a cloud of smoke to devour its surroundings. A scream coming from within the estate makes you turn abruptly as you run back inside towards the source of the sound when you're met with the horrifying sight of numerous bodies of maids and cooks slaughtered and strewn around, mangled past recognition.
The loud crash of glass breaking has you pushing forward as you step over the bodies, their blood soaking up your feet while your hands clench around the hilt of your sword as you slowly remove it from its sheath. Rounding the corner towards one of the back rooms of the estate, you can hear the large thumps of something big moving around - something deadly with the amount of cursed energy that oozed through the area, it felt more and more suffocating with each step.
Just as you near one of the doors, you catch a glimpse of the intruder causing you to hide behind one of the columns in the hallway while you peek from the side into the room he's in. Only now noticing the trail of blood leading towards his position as the faint sound of wet crunching becomes more and more eminent - is he eating someone? You were no stranger to curses devouring humans, but this was something different. Something of this size, able to cause such calamity, was a monster. One that you needed to get rid of, and fast.
The sound of quick thudding pulls you from your thoughts as you peek around the edge again, a yellow hair pin catching your eyes, it was the maid from earlier. She stood frozen in the entryway where the monster was in, fearful of her life you begin to step out from behind the column to get her attention, but just as you do so, two extra limbs extend from his sides capturing her by the head as terrified screams rip from her. But they die down just as quickly when her skull caves in under the pressure of the clawed hands that crushed it with ease as her body hits the wooden floor with a sickening thud, a pool of blood forming right afterwards as the monster continues feasting on the body in front of him.
The bustling sound of multiple set of feet resonates through the back porch as the guards of the estate burst through the wooden doors causing the monster to ram through the wall of the room into the opening where the guards stood, allowing you to see the body of the person he was feasting on now discarded on the floor as it falls down into a pool of its own blood, its head rolling out onto the hall - it was your father’s. His face plastered with an expression that was unrecognizable to you, eyes wide and frightened, an emotion your father never showed in the life you knew him, always the hard and strong man that only wanted the best for his family despite your disagreements.
Your heart was racing in your chest, head throbbing as your hands curl around the hilt of your blade, looking over at the monster with seething anger where he's battling the guards, slashing them down with his claws one by one before he captures one in each arm. Taking the opportunity of all four of his limbs being occupied, you sprint over to the beast, dashing through the air for an added advantage against his towering figure, slashing his upper left arm swiftly before your feet slide along the bloodied floor as you take a defensive stance in front of him.
Now able to take him in completely you feel yourself falter slightly at the sight. Just like his arms, there are four eyes that stare you down as you both stand frozen in place. Black tattoos adorn his body with precise double bands on his wrist and biceps forming a circle and two segmented curves on his chest leading towards his partially open kimono revealing a mouth on his stomach.
The room falls silent, only the grunts and cries of the men struggling in his grasp echo through the space while you stare at each other. His expression unmoving as if still processing what just occurred, his arm bleeding out onto the wooden planks of the floor where it layed as it begins to slowly decay into ash while his shoulder gushes with blood. His eyes drifting to the tip of your blade as he watches his blood drip from the shiny steel flashing before him. Face suddenly crackling into a violent grin allowing you to see his sharpened teeth, gory and bloodied causing you to strengthen your stance when his eyes meet yours with a sinister glint.
The men in his grasp now mangled like the rest as he crushes them in his palms, bones breaking followed by the revolting squelch of their organs scattering onto the floor as he holds the remains in his palms, bringing them towards the mouth in his stomach as it opens wide. A long tongue lolling out between rows of sharp teeth stained with corpus as it quickly devours the fresh flesh before making a scene of licking the muscles around it as if cleaning its lips. Using it to regenerate as a new arm bursts through his shoulder, replacing the one you'd slashed as all four of them flex at his sides followed by a loud boisterous laugh.
“It's been a while since someone has given me a good fight”, his voice is smooth and rich yet booming, you can feel it vibrate against your chest when he speaks and it makes you swallow thickly while you hold firmly onto your sword.
“Do your best not to disappoint me”, he mocks. And with that he's moving, fast and overpowering allowing you only enough time to barely dodge him as you step to the side before one of his large arms could catch you, unable to avoid his sharp claws as they scratch against your thigh tearing through the fabric and breaking the skin just as you find enough balance to swing your blade across his back, barely injuring him as the wound quickly seals back up.
Facing each other again as he launches for you with an even bigger grin on his face as you manage to slide down between his legs before quickly slicing through his lower right arm and rotating the blade as you strike his back once more, this time with more force as it slices from his shoulder across to his hip, feeling the resistance of bones against the metal making you plant your feet firmly on the ground, urging the blade forward until its out the other end. Blood spraying in the wake of your attack as it stains your skin, drenching your clothes before joining the mess on the floor while you hold the blade at your side, confident that such a fatal blow would subdue the beast enough to bring him to his knees and administer the final blow.
Instead, he laughs.
Laughs and laughs and laughs as more blood gushes from his wounds and before you can register it, you're sent flying into the air so far back that your body crashes through the sliding doors of the garden before colliding with the wooden gate past the pond that divided the estate from the forest. Launching himself through the air right after as he falls above you, ground shaking from the force as snow and dirt scatter in his wake, shoving you down deeper into the ground as he presses himself against you roughly while the blood from his wounds drips onto you, bathing you in it as you notice where your blade pierced all the way through the front of his chest and down to his stomach where the mouth has ripped apart.
Maniacal grin on his face as he leans down onto yours, the rotten stench of blood filling your senses before his tongue swipes against your cheek to lap at the blood on your skin, wet and violating as he hums in delight at the taste. You struggle against his figure but the sharp sting of claws digging into your sides holding you down force you to stay still as he leans over to lick from your neck towards your other cheek before drifting upwards into your hair, deeply inhaling your scent as he hums again, this time followed by another laugh.
“Oh, you certainly did not disappoint”, he laughs whilst leaning down to press a kiss to your bloodied cheek before sucking the skin in between his teeth, harshly releasing your delicate skin to lean down onto your neck and unashamedly take another inhale, raptured by the sound of your heart almost beating out of your chest against his ear and he can’t help the way his fingers twitch at the excitement building within.
“You…”, lifting a clawed finger unto your face to brush away the stray hairs that cling to your skin while he circles his large hand around your head, settling on your nape as he holds you tightly in his grasp, allowing you to fully see his face as your eyes dart along the tattoos decorating his skin, matching the ones on his body before settling onto the second face melding into his own where his eyes rest one atop the other. “...will make a wonderful hunt”, he adds as his tongue slides across his lips, like a predator savoring his prey before digging into them.
The fear in your eyes only fuels him further as he laughs while lifting himself up to his full height, bringing you up with him with your feet dangling in the air before shoving you back onto the cold snow as you struggle to catch your footing before taking off towards the woods, the wet sound of flesh melding together and bones reconstructing themselves getting tuned out by the heavy snow that darts through the wind as you disappear past the tall trees and into the dark forest with only the moon to illuminate your path.
The Tachi is long forgotten in the snow as you push yourself to run despite the ache on your body, every muscle screaming at you to run faster knowing that the second you stop, it will be all over. The cold air entering your lungs felt like it was piercing your insides as you sprint between the dark looming trees, cursing to yourself when your clothes get caught on unexpected branches, tearing the fabric and scratching at your skin while you focus on staying on your feet when the cold from the snow starts nipping at your skin making it almost numb.
But the further you venture into the forest, the eerier it got. No longer able to hear the faint buzzing of crickets, no owls hooting into the night on the crowns of trees, no foxes coming out of their dens in search of their prey before it gets too cold to hunt. Nothing. Only the whistling of the piercing snow squall around you, causing you to slow down as you lean against the nearest trunk. Dread settling into your gut as you stand frozen in place with your ear pricked for any odd sounds, the tension suffocating you while your head darts in every direction where you are barely able to see anything a few feet away from you.
The sound of a distant twig snapping causes a nauseating pit to form in your stomach as your eyes dart around the area, desperately trying to find the source of the sound as fear settles deeper and deeper into your bones. Screaming at you to run knowing you were unarmed and your cursed techniques were no match for this beast even if you tried. He would devour you before you even tried.
Snap.
The sound of another twig snapping sends a sharp chill up your spine as the air gets caught in your throat. The sound came from above you.
Your blood runs cold as you shakily push your head to look upwards. Your knees threatening to give out under you when your eyes are met with four glowing red eyes stalking down at you through the fog followed by the deadly glint of sharp canines flashing down at you. Like a spider creeping up on its prey when it gets caught in its web.
You push yourself from the tree trunk, scurrying on your feet as you try to get away from the terrible fate that awaits you. But a sharp pain erupting from your side has you wailing in agony as you get thrown off balance, tumbling into the freezing snow as you roll through the clearing of trees before your back gets pressed into the ground once more. Every inch of your body aching as you scream and thrash against the heavy weight pushing against your body. The sounds of sinister laughter filling your ears again as it echoes through the dark forest, causing tears to cling to your lashes before they spill past your cheeks.
“Shhh don't cry”, he coos as the wet warmth of his tongue hits your cold skin when he licks the tears from your face.
“You did so good”, another lick against your neck has you wriggling in his grasp.
“As a matter of fact, you did so well that I think you deserve a reward.” The booming sound of laughter vibrates every nerve in your body as it clashes with your screams when his claws rip away the last layer of clothing protecting you from these harsh conditions. Banging your fist against his chest in a final futile attempt to get him off of you before two of his arms trap yours underneath them as he drags them through the snow to rest above you and hold you down with only one hand as the other lowers to your face, sharp nails brushing the hairs out of your face gently as you try to jerk away from his touch. Suddenly gripping your throat tightly as he forces you still, crimson red eyes searing into your glossy ones in a silent threat to calm you down.
I like it when they put up a fight…”, he begins before his face falls into a scowl. “...but don't think I won't kill you before having my way with you and leave you here for the wolves to finish.”
You force a gulp down your throat where his large hand is pressed, constricting the airflow as you feel yourself starting to get light headed from the pressure. Noticing how his eyes trail down your body, fully exposed to him as you watch how both of his mouths lick their lips simultaneously, savoring the view as he openly devours you with his gaze.
The tongue on his stomach extends unnaturally long until it falls flat against your abdomen - wet and heavy as it wriggles carelessly against your skin. Dripping inhuman amounts of spit as it coats you in a warm and sticky layer of saliva while the tip stretches towards your exposed chest, your nipples already erect under the cold touch of the snow as his tongue circles the buds all while he watches you from above. Head tilted to the side with a pleased grin while fixated on the way your skin feels against his large tongue, occasional humming vibrating in his throat each time the limbs holding your figure rake their sharp nails along your skin causing shiver after shiver to flow through your flesh.
Laughing when his eyes trail up to your face, noticing how you try your best to contain the sounds of pleasure that threaten to escape you the more the large wet muscle drags against you, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of your voice. An unapproving scowl forms on his features as he lowers himself to hover above you, caging you beneath his monstrous figure before you feel his tongue slowly descend from your chest, past your abdomen and onto your exposed cunt causing your legs to twitch in an attempt to close them but his lower arms hold you open as his hands grip around your ankles. Caressing them slowly and teasingly while occasionally adding pressure in what almost felt like a possessive act, unable to contain the urge to mark your skin as his own as each jerk left a new scratch against your skin causing more blood to flow from your wounds.
Meeting his gaze as his grin grows large at the glare on your face, noticing how you're struggling to maintain it with each swipe of his tongue through your folds and he can't help but to be more amused at the fighting spirit within you. His canines aching with the need to taste you when the thought of breaking such strong resolve flows through his head as he lowers himself to sniff along your face like an animal before leaning down against your neck, the hot touch of his breath against your skin has you closing your eyes as you try to relish in the small warmth that it gives you in contrast to the freezing cold that surrounds you.
But a sharp sting makes you jerk against his frame. A scorching shiver flowing through your body at an overwhelming pace engulfs you completely when he buries his teeth to your side - deep enough to graze bone as you dig your nails into the palm that holds you prisoner, unable to contain your sounds any longer as mewls escape past your lips. Blood upon the snow as red begins to spill from the wound and into his mouth, drinking it greedily while you feel it pool beneath you. Smiling against your skin when he hears the sweet sounds of your voice as he drinks from you more brutally before tearing his maw away. Dripping in red as he tilts his head back, gulping it down followed by a delighted grunt rumbling deep in his chest while his eyes close in thought as if drowning the rest of his senses to only focus on the savory taste of your blood against his tongue and feel how the warm liquid travels down his throat to settle into his stomach.
The tongue on his stomach lapping at your pussy with newfound enthusiasm as if it too could feel the taste of your blood against it and you can't help arousal that starts to gather on your entrance, mixing with the slobbers that hung and dripped in frothy ropes from its mouth as the wet sounds became more and more loud.
Enough to pull the monster above you from his blissed trance as he peers down to your core, tongue lolling out to swipe along his fangs while his eyes slowly trail up your body to meet your gaze again before his features contour into a delighted yet crazed smile that made his eyes glow sinisterly causing you to gulp down the drool collecting in your mouth as you watch him slowly inch closer as he lowers himself onto your face again. Inhaling deeply before swiping his tongue along his lips, cleaning the blood that remained there.
“You might just be…”, he lowers his lips onto your cheek again to gently suck on it while his sharp teeth ghost along your skin and lean back until it slips from his mouth before leaning back down to rub his cheek against yours.
“... Different from the others.” The smooth skin of his face feels almost gentle against you as if providing a false sense of security only to feel the sickening stinging of his fangs sinking into the already broken flesh of your neck once more as a scream rips from your throat.
Sucking on it messily before pulling back as he holds the thick liquid in his mouth while trailing down your body. The tongue from his stomach ceasing its rapid licks as it retreats back into its mouth causing it to reveal the two erect cocks that stood bulging against what remained of his kimono. One of his large hands rises to unfasten it, fully revealing their lengths to you, long and veiny with oozing tips ready to sink inside your heat.
Kindle eyes meeting your widened ones as you watch him unhinge his jaw over them as blood starts to flow from his mouth and onto his cocks - your blood. Warm and sticky with the mixture of drool as it drips along his lengths and onto your messy skin until the last drop of blood flows from his mouth before lowering himself onto you. Dragging them along the length of your pussy with a loud squelch as he teased you with them while still staring deep into you, soaking in the way your expression falters with each jolt of pleasure that sends through your body each time the thick creamy tips of his cocks catch your clit, swollen with need as it grows more and more sensitive with each swipe.
A low laugh rumbling in his chest when he feels your thighs begin to shake against his frame, the hands that were gripping your ankles now dragging their sharp claws along your calves, circling your thighs before resting on your hips where they carelessly dig into your meaty flesh to hold you in place while his large frame spreads your legs wider when he presses against you more.
Lowering himself to cage you beneath him again while his free limb reaches down between your bodies, gripping his lower cock before aligning himself with you while the other rests atop your clit. Causing you to tip your head back, pressing your skull against the snow when the protruding head enters your pussy sending a burning rush through your body as it stretches you open for him the deeper he sinks into you before slowly leaning back to thrust forward again. Not giving you enough time to adapt to his size as he gradually increases his pace.
Booming laughter followed by a guttural grunt echoes through the vacant forest for only the moon to hear as she peers down at you through the snowy clouds, the only one to bear witness as you descend deeper into the overwhelming mixture of pleasure, anger and fear as the very beast that butchered your family has his way with you. Unable to contain your cries and moans as they flow freely from you the more he pounds into you, the cock resting above you rubbing quickly against your clit while drips and spurts of creamy white splatter onto the hairs above your heat.
His free hand rubs along the base of the cock thrusting in and out of you as he collects some of the messy mixture that rings around it with his fingers before guiding them up towards your mouth, pressing your lips closed in a show of defiance as the sharp pointed tip of his claws pricks at the delicate skin of your bottom lip, breaking the skin causing a small bead of blood to trickle down your chin.
He lowers himself with a deep grumble, amused at your will to still fight against him despite your current predicament as he presses his lips to your other cheek, rubbing them against your skin down to your ear where he sucks the lobe into his mouth before puncturing it with his fangs enhancing the deep roar of his voice that makes your senses shake from the intensity.
“OPEN.”
Your resolve dissipates from the overwhelming power that vibrates with his words as you open your mouth to him while his digits slip inside with ease, pressing down against your tongue as the coppery taste of your blood immediately overpowers before the array of different flavors follows suit. The sharp salty yet burning taste of his arousal contrasting the velvety sweet taste of your own, the viscous and fleshy taste of umami from his saliva, the vile and rotting taste of the gore still clinging underneath his claws from the previous carnage. All of it hits you in a flash as it drowns your senses when he sinks his long fingers deeper into your throat causing drool to pool at your mouth when you gag around them. Watching you with a gratified look before sliding his fingers back until just the tips are hooked to your bottom teeth, the point of his claws poking at your tongue forcing your mouth agape.
“There you go”, he coos. “Taking me like the obedient whore you are”, eyebrows frowning in anger when the degrading name reaches your ears as you meet his gaze in discontent to which he only laughs followed by a sharp thrust of his hips that causes you a shiver to travel along your spine as he buries his cock in your wet heat all the way down to the base before the arm that was holding yours above your head releases you.
Brushing through your hair to grip at your scalp, keeping your head still to look up at him while he peers down at you whilst you drag your arms down through the snow before reaching up to cling against his large frame. Your muscles feel slightly numb from the pressure of his strength when they flex to dig your own nails into his flesh, the faint sting feeling almost comical as a breathy laugh blows from him, its warmth hitting your skin as it makes your eyelashes flutter from the proximity.
“I think you're just about ready to take me whole, don't you?”, tilting his head to the side as his eyes fixate on the way drool collects at the corners of your mouth while he holds it open.
An obstructed “what?” begins to vibrate in your throat but it's quickly interrupted by the thick weight of his spit hitting the back of your tongue as you struggle to swallow with the digits that still pry your mouth open. The same digits that quickly slide along your bottom lip to circle around your cheeks, his palm pressing into your chin and before you can register it, his lips are on yours. Hard and demanding paired with the smooth yet imposing feel of his tongue swiping along your teeth before pressing it against yours, pushing his spit deeper into your mouth as it mixes with your own until you no longer can resist the urge to swallow - oddly hot and impossibly sticky as it struggles down your throat while the wet muscle slithers out of your mouth with a satisfied hum, leaving thick and stringy threads of saliva connected between you before it curls back into his own allowing you to take sharp gulps of cold air again.
Another confused protest builds in your chest but that gusting laughter of his quiets your voice as he quickly removes his cock from you, sharp canines only flashing brighter when he feels your pussy constrict around him trying to pull him back inside before it slides out with a slick pop as bloody strands of arousal stretch between your bodies.
The feel of sharp claws digging into your hips sends a burning sting across your skin before your no longer peering up at the moon, flipped over as you knees dig into the icy snow followed by your elbows when he presses his weight against your back, his warm skin against your cold flesh as one of his arms travels from your hips and along your torso curling around your neck to pull you back and press you further into him. Feeling how one of his cocks twitches against the dip of your spine while the other rubs hard between your thighs as it leaks onto the snowy ground.
Another set of claws trickles down the center of your spine, slow and calculated until it curls around your rear to grasp at it with more vigor, giving it a firm shake before reaching down to rub against your cunt as he collects the mess that drips from your pussy onto his palm whilst he drags his digits through your folds - slick and swollen from only taking one of his cocks as his touch has your eyes rolling into your skull. Feeling how he rubs his palm up towards your puckered hole to coat it with your release and blood before pressing his thumb around the rim, using the messy slick as lubricant to stretch your rear open as his thick digit breaks through the first ring of muscle making you fist the snow below with a groan at the initial sting.
A content hum vibrates from deep in his chest against your back as his thumb pushes deeper into you until its fully nestled inside before removing it slowly to introduce another finger, gradually spreading your hole open until you're able to take four of his long digits with ease as the squelch of his fingers toying with your insides causes your thighs to quiver while he nuzzles his nose at the crook of your neck, smiling against your skin when he feels you tremble beneath him.
Removing his digits as webs of slick stretch between his fingers when he reaches for his cock, guiding it from your lower spine to align with your gaped hole before slowly thrusting inside, the thick head sliding in with ease after being stretched and you can't contain the moans that spill from your lips when the cock resting between your thighs simultaneously presses against your clit sending jolts of pleasure through your body with each jerk. Gradually shoving more and more of his length while his nose hovers above the wound on your neck, oozing fresh blood as he takes a deep inhale before you feel the hot touch of his tongue lapping at the crimson liquid. Slowly licking around the surface where his fangs pierced the skin as he brings his lips down to the opening, encouraging more blood to spill into his mouth while the sound of his gulps echoes through your ears.
The hand that was spreading you open suddenly curls around your front as his lips detach from your skin whilst you feel the digits around your neck twitch against your skin, holding you in place as you watch him spit the viscous mixture of saliva and blood into his hand before it disappears from your sight. A jolt erupts from your body when you feel it press against your cunt, rubbing the slimy liquid through your pussy as his digits spread you open while sharp claws ghost along your sensitive skin with each motion causing something to twist in your gut.
Reaching for the cock between your legs as the one in your rear eases its pace, coating it with the remaining slick in his hand as he gives it a few pumps before you feel the large tip rub against you, throbbing with each swipe as wet noises fill your ears again the more it collects the mixture of bloody spit along with the arousal dripping from your pussy onto the thick head of his cock as it presses into your entrance making you squirm against his grasp when it pushes into you. Already feeling impossibly full with the cock buried deep in your ass, but the feel of claws threatening to rip through the skin of your hips forces you still as they hold you in place whilst the hand around your throat twitches again as his tongue returns to the wound above your shoulder.
The overwhelming feel of everything at once causes your jaw to slack against his touch as moans continue to spill past your lips the more his length sinks deeper into you. Spreading your pussy open on him as the cock in your rear throbs against your tight insides, moving in par with the other. You feel your breathing become more labored as you lift one of your hands from the snow to clutch onto the one around your throat, his skin feeling hot in your touch as your ears pricked at the sound of low rumbles erupting from deep within his chest when his cocks nestled fully inside your warmth, the vibration spreading across your skin where your back met his chest as his nose trailed up to your hair. Inhaling your scent before slowly pulling his hips back, the thick veins on his lengths rubbing through the velvety walls of your core making you gasp at the sensation until only the tips remain inside as all 20 of his fingers press deeper into your skin when he thrusts his hips forward again with a loud wet squelch that clashes with the purring emitting from his chest whilst your entire body flushes hot in contrast to the cold that surrounds you.
Tears welled in your eyes the more he quickened his thrusts, driven savage as he splits you open on his lengths whilst your blood eases his vicious pace against you. Stuffed beyond limits whilst the sweet sound of your moans only fuels him further as he feels himself get closer to his release. Teeth aching with the need to bury themself deep in your flesh as he sinks them into the side of your neck that remained untouched, now bloodied and ripped as your skin gives away under the force of his hungry maw. Gore spilling into his throat as his purring becomes wet with your blood as a groan builds in his throat when he feels you gush against his cocks, withdrawing from your neck to peer down between your bodies - crimson stained grin spreading wildly at the sight as he fixates on the way your holes stretch around his lengths leaving a thick creamy ring of arousal at the base that he can't resist to taste as the tongue on his abdomen extends to lap at the mixture.
A content groan resonating through the loud vibrations of his chest as he lowers himself to press against your back again, the fingers at your throat flexing on your skin as he tilts your head back to look at him. Admiring the sight of you covered in the mixture of his blood and yours whilst you cry out in pleasure and pain with each powerful thrust of his hips - something snaps within him. Something he thought was long past buried and forgotten as he feels it stir deep inside of him. Something primal and carnal that has the pace of his hips faltering when he meets your gaze. Eyes that were previously filled with ravenous rage, now drowned in exhilarating pleasure - yet a hint of defiance remains, staring directly back into his own when no other would've even dared to allow the thought to enter their minds.
And the action has him erupting in a maniacal laugh that makes the snow clinging to the branches of the trees that surround you come crashing down, but he pays no mind to it as he regains the strength of his thrusts, fucking you open anew until his cocks are swelling up inside your heat before a final jerk buries his lengths deep in your warmth. Rope after rope of thick cum filling your insides as a searing heat spreads through your core, making your holes tighten around him causing the both of you to curl into each other at the overwhelming sensations that are running rampant through your bodies.
Lapping at the blood dripping from your neck in slow, unhurried licks while he soaks in the feel of your pussy pulsing around him, greedily milking him till the last drop and he can't help but smile against your mangled skin before lifting himself to lean back as his lower arms reach for your cheeks, spreading your rear as he slowly starts to withdraw from your body. Creamy ribbons of cum already seeping through the sides of your tight holes whilst you whimper at the feeling when it drips down your thighs into the snow below. His cocks popping out of you with a loud squelch and his eyes glow at the way your asshole gapes from the imprint his size left on your along with the steady flow that gushes from your pussy and he resists the urge to plug you up again and keep you full and bred for him.
Instead you feel claws travel up your sides before they curl around you, now facing him as he stands at full height with you in his arms as your exposed cunt drips onto his abdomen for his tongue to lap and the mess. Feeling a sudden warmth at your back as he shields you from the snowfall with his kimono whilst he begins to walk further into the looming forest.
“I think I'll keep you for a little longer.” He whispers against your cheek, lapping at the blood staining your skin before wrapping his palm around your chin, claws digging into you as he forces you to look at him. Searing crimson staring deep into your blissed ones before breaking into a malevolent grin as you feel his digits dig deeper into your flesh, threatening to split you apart at the thrill building within from all the thoughts running through his head. For he's never had a prey quite like yourself.
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MOSHI MONSTER MUSIC RANKED FROM GARBAGE TO MASTERPIECE
19. ponies
theyre just saying ponies over and over again in an autotuned voice. hyperpop for eight year olds except without the charm
18. shishis lullaby
once again the simplicity is its downfall... there is nothing going on here! somebody get shishi a hankey!!
17. bad to the biscuit
i do NOT like how he yells gimme those gummy buttons :/
16. shoney the amazin blazin raisin
shoney is a menace to moshi society. what a nothingburger of a song
15. go do the hoodoo
i actually think this one slaps but the racism definitely knocks it down significantly. i wish they werent like that because dont look now but i think i heard a twig crack 🕺
14. coco loco
gets a groove going and then RUINS it with a BURP joke. STAY IN YOUR FUCKING LANE
13. moshi twistmas
ill freely admit the vocals in this one kind of suck because of the childrens chorus but i think it has charm the ones lower than it lack... its cute
12. the pooky song
EEEEEEEGGGGGGSHEEEELLLLLSSSS 🏳️⚧️
11. the moshi dance
okay this one fucks. we are getting into fucks territory. the bangers. this one gets held back by the weird fucking baby lyrics is all... i understand its the joke but i do not want to hear lady googoos voice like that. but then the chorus hits and yessss bitch
10. i heart moshlings
this ones adorable but im not a fan of the soft singing. and the chorus prioritizes the gimmick over rhymes so it feels a little clunky, but the mv is soooo cute ^_^
9. diggin ya lingo
the hip hop genre does not gel well here but once again the chorus is so groovy i cant help but do a little shimmy. a little shakin
8. sweet tooth stomp
im not as big a fan of this as some others but i can appreciate game. and sweet tooth has game
7. head over heels
the worse of zack binspins iconic singles. but this ones pretty hilarious like why is blingo such an asshole 🤨
6. the iggy chomp
i have no excuse for this being so high up. im literally dancing to this like its 2009. sorry
5. the missy kix dance
i never heard this one as a kid but its suoer catchy. missys adorable too. she should stay away from zack binspin. she deserves better than him
4. do the doodle
LETS FUCKING GO MR SNOODLE 😩 hes so real. this unironically bangs it fucks it goes hard do the doodle mr snoodle live ur truth
3. moptop tweenybop
this is the one that personally gets stuck in my head the most but the ones above it have better artistry so it gets 3rd. i wake up at 2am on the regular with this chorus haunting my mind
2. uptown fifi
the STYLE the GRACE the sleekness...! and it tells a story about a cute little diva dog? what is not to love!!
okay not to be predictable but somehow the "villains songs are always the best" rule continues even in moshi monsters. 10/10 thank you moshi for these fantastic songs
1. dr strangeglove
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Lion dance part two! Shishi-no-mai~
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tragic backstory (tm) au) ren learns how to "culltivate" aura mainly it involves infusing aura into his body perminantly, it's important to take it slow especially since he has to borrow aura from the surrounding forest and the animals and plants therein. right now he's only doing his skin. but even that's pushed him far beyond his previous limits why wasn't everyone doing this?
a story in which ren gets a little love and learns that his semblance makes it very easy to manipulate aura because he uses it to keep himself calm and focused. super ren is about to make an entrance!
(next stages would be muscle, then organs, then bones, then he'd start working on incorporating the ambient aura into his own soul to boost himself that way before repeating the steps again. I'm basing the system off of cultivation martial arts stories)
My Kingdom Comes
Have you ever woken up and asked yourself, "What lie will I make today?" It doesn't happen often, though it still does happen to JNPR- Excuse me, JMNPR's resident ninja, Lie Ren. Today, he would tell no lies.
Ren: (Stirs, Turns off alarm before it goes off)
Ren: (Goes through his morning routine, Looks around)
Ren: (Nudges Nora, Doesn't move)
Ren: (Makes his way to the rooftop, Meditates)
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Jaune: You're like a brother to me.
Jaune: I couldn't ask for better friends.
Jaune: Do you... think I'm a good person?
Jaune: I'm not a king!
Li: Yes, you are.
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Shishi: Having troubles, your majesty?
Ren: ...
Shishi: Don't worry, nobody else is here. I was simply walking around this morning, and I couldn't help but notice you were deep in your meditation. Would speaking to a friend relieve you?
Ren: We are not friends.
Shishi: Perhaps not, your majesty, but I am here for you still. (Sits next to him) Be it as a friend, or as a confidant.
Ren: And you are neither.
Shishi: You wound me, my liege. I simply wanted to share the morning sun with you. Would you permit me that, your majesty?
Ren: ...Fine.
Shishi: ...
Ren: ...
Shishi: ...
Ren: ...Why do you hate Jaune?
Shishi: Because he is not you, my liege. Jaune Arc is no king. He holds no seat of power, channels no divinity, and holds no connection to any of the royal families past. And yet, the people still cheer his name as their king when the rightful heir to Remnant is-
Ren: No. I am not. Jaune is my friend, and I would sooner trust my life to him, a man who has proven himself to be a hero with a heart of gold, than to you, a stranger who suddenly arrives and calls me his king. Why? The Mistrali royal family is dead, as are all the royal families of past.
Shishi: ...Mistral. Vacuo. Vale. These were the first three Kingdoms, with each ruled by a royal family. The details of Vale's family may be lost to time for reasons we don't know, but Vacuo know their lineage. So, too, does Mistral. My father, before his passing, was a retainer of the royal family. He served his king with pride, and now so do I.
Ren: The royal family of Mistral died before I was born. And even if I was royalty, do you truly think there are other royal families still alive?
Shishi: Yes, my liege. Yes, I do.
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Gillian: Pardon me, but are you the famous Jaune Arc?
Jaune: ...
Gillian: You are Jaune Arc, aren't you?
Jaune: ...That depends; are you with any news networks?
Gillian: Um, no?
Jaune: None at all, not even a local TV program for the history channel?
Gillian: I promise, I'm here for you of my own accord.
Jaune: Hm... Alright. So, why are you here?
Gillian: Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Gillian Asturias.
Jaune: Oh, uh, okay? Khm! My name is Jaune Arc. (Extends hand)
Gillian: (Takes hand) My, what an impressive handshake you have~!
Jaune: Uh, thanks? So, uh, how can I help you, Gillian?
Gillian: I have a proposition for you, Jaune Arc of Vale.
Jaune: Oh no...
Gillian: I, Gillian Asturias, heiress apparent of the royal family of Vacuo, offer my hand to you in marriage.
Jaune: Oh no, not again...
Gillian: Huh?
Jaune: Listen, Gillian, you're a very nice girl, but you don't have to pretend to be royalty to ask me out. I'm just a regular guy like everyone else.
Gillian: Quite the humble demeanor you have. Perfect for a future king.
Jaune: But I'm not a king. Everybody just says I am because of some really bad prank.
Gillian: Your recent activity begs to differ. You've made quite the spectacle of yourself, Mr. Arc.
Jaune: I'm sure everybody got their laughs in after watching me look like an idiot all over their TV screens. They're all just flukes.
Gillian: Really? One fluke after another?
Jaune: Mhm, and it all comes back to one really bad prank. But hey, if you want to hang out later, I'll be free after some lessons with my sister.
Gillian: ...No, but thank you, Mr. Arc.
Jaune: Please, call me Jaune.
Gillian: ...Until next time, Mr. Arc.
Jaune: ...Yeah. I figured. (Yawns) Man, I must not have gotten a lot of shut-eye. Should probably head back before I fall asleep in the halls.
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Ren: (Deep inhale)
Ren: (Slowly slides forward with his feet, Sweeping wide across the ground)
Nora: Whoo~! Go, Renny~!
Ren: (Fires off five open-palm strikes, Exhales)
Ren: (Air pops with colorful flare)
Nora: Whoa~! When'd you learn to do that?!
Ren: I've experimenting with my aura control, and I've found that if I focus enough aura into my palms, they could form invisible aura bubbles that eventually pop.
Nora: Whoa~!
Ren: (Closes eyes) Unfortunately, it's still...
Nora: Still what?
Ren: (Tilts head at Nora-shaped pink blob in the darkness)
Nora: What? Is there something on me?
Ren: Nora, have you always been pink?
Nora: I mean, have you seen me lately?
Ren: (Opens eyes, Pink aura fades into her)
Ren: Are you okay, Nora?
Nora: (Giggles, Taps nose) Boop~!
Ren: (Smiles) Boop to you, too, Nora.
Nora: (Giggles, Sighs) Are you feeling okay? I saw that sheep-sheep guy coming down from the roof.
Ren: Did he say anything?
Nora: Nah. He just seemed his same moody self.
Ren: Mm...
Nora: Hey, did he say something to you?
Ren: ...It's nothing to worry about. He was just trying to impress me with his history knowledge.
Nora: Ugh! I knew he was a history nerd! Just the way he walks around like he's some kind of royalty! Only Jaune should walk around like that, because he is!
Ren: Funny enough-
Nora: Haha funny?
Ren: Coincidentally funny.
Nora: Darn. What did he say?
Ren: He said...
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Jax: Ah, now there is a fine specimen of a queen!
Yang: Huh?
Jax: Tall, physically tough, and hips certain to bear a lineage fit for conquerors!
Yang: Okay, creep-o, you've got five seconds left to live. I suggest you start running.
Jax: (Chuckles, Coughs) Feisty, too! Perfect. Just the kind of woman I need at my side on the throne.
Yang: Uh, excuse me?!
Jax: Can you imagine it? (Smiles sadistically) You, standing by my side, breaking bones and skulls of anyone who would dare oppose my rule!
Yang: Alright, that's it! I'm stuffing back into whatever hole you crawled out of, you little freak!
Yang: (Swings)
Jax: (Leans in, Hugs her arm)
Yang: Hey! Get off me, you little... You little... (Staggers, Kneels)
Jax: Mm, now this is a sight I never grow bored of. (Deep breath) I don't believe we've introduced ourselves. I am Jax Asturias, your future king. And you are?
Yang: I'm Yang Xiao Long, or would you prefer your future queen, your majesty~?
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Leona Kingscholar x Reader: Love Letters (5)
Oops, this was supposed to be done earlier but school got in the way as usual lol
We’ll be meeting Rook soon as well as Trey again!
Hope you enjoy!
No spoilers or warnings for now but this might change in future installments :)
PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 [!] | PART 6 | END
"You scared me. I almost thought you were Rook…" Ruggie shudders, jumping a little. "Uh, who's Rook?" You question him.
"You haven't felt him yet? I think he's been watching you for most of the day. It's better for me if he targets somebody else anyway, shishi!" He gets up, dusting off his pants. "Oh, the weirdo in the…yeah, right! The letters! It was you, right?!" You accuse him.
He raises an eyebrow before a look of shock crosses his face. Ruggie bursts into another round of giggles. You glare at him, embarrassed. "It's not funny, dude! Just tell me." You huff.
"Hahaha! Ah-" You swear to the great sevens, Ruggie was clutching his stomach, wiping tears from his eyes. His reaction almost made you crack up as well. "You- You're so- Ahaha! I can't believe you…you think it's me!?" Ruggie sneers, his tail wagging slightly, "Just wait till he hears this!"
"He?!" You look at him incredulously. "So, you know who it is! Tell me!" You shake him roughly by the shoulders.
He pushes out of your grip rather easily, much to your disappointment. "Nope, can't do that. Unless you have more than he's paying, my lips are zipped." Ruggie grins. You glare at him, it totally seems like he's teasing you. Almost everybody at this school had heard that you lived in a ramshackle dorm, therefore it was only natural to assume you have zero cents to your name as well.
"Uh, what if I hurt you?" You wince upon hearing that come out of your mouth. You know how ridiculous you sound.
"Shishishi, what are you going to do? You're in a bad spot, y'know." He taunts you. "Hm. If I give you a hint, will you call off your red blue duo and your cat? We can call everything forgiven, right?" This Valentines day has been torturous. It's really not that much to ask in return for information. You're sure he probably has an ulterior motive.
"Um, I can try. They don't really listen to me, and Grim's not a cat!" You scowl, wary. "If you're so sure about that. You better try real hard! Shishishi, if I tell you, maybe he'll start treating me better." He giggles the last part to himself.
"Right! You've met him before. Pay attention to his face, he's exceptionally handsome and has green eyes." Ruggie tells you, you nod frantically along.
You only knew about two people with green eyes at NRC that you had talked to. That would be Cater and some random first year who had matching green hair. You really doubted it was Cater and you hadn't talked to that other guy enough to warrant gifts and love letters.
He also seemed to dislike you, for whatever reason.
"I gotta go before that Rook finds me. Cya, shishishi!" He picks a handful of dandelions and runs off before you can even get a word in. "T-Thank you?!" You shout after him. "You and him owe me one now!" Ruggie cheerfully waves with his free hand. Then, he's just gone.
In the distance, you see a red and blue blur approaching.
"[Name]...stop…running off everywhere!" Ace yells as he sharply inhales, "I don't understand this crazy track-head."
"Track-head, really? Track is a great sport to build endurance!" Deuce is a little out of breath but otherwise seems to be in better shape than Ace. "[Name]! You were so fast! Are you sure you don't want to join Track?" He turns to you excitedly.
"Henchman! My legs are all wobbly, I'm so tired dazo!" Grim promptly falls on your feet. You pick him up with a sigh, "I can't, I'm already in the taking-care-of-Grim club."
"Are you sure that isn't a full-time job?" Ace snorts. "Nope, that's why I'm handing him off to you guys after school. Grim-sitting is on you guys in the afternoon." You smile.
"Why can't I come with, henchman dazo?" Grim whines. "Because I'll be studying and doing boring things. It'll be more fun with ADeuce." You gently convince him. "ADeuce? You better not make that a thing." Ace huffs. "Ever since Cater called us that…I don't want to be associated with him." Deuce shudders.
"You think I want to be associated with you? Please, you're not very good at making jokes."
"These two…" You and Grim share a look. "Class is probably starting soon, we should get going." You hope to distract them from chasing down that beastman.
"Yeah, we'll avenge that lost deluxe menchi katsu sandwich dazo!" Grim exclaims. "Maybe you should focus on class more." A lying hypocrite you were. It was a miracle the two of you got the marks you did. Under your collaborative effort as a singular student, you both pass with decent grades.
"Considering you two barely keep up, it's crazy you two haven't failed yet." Ace snickers. "Don't worry! If we work hard enough, we'll become honor students!" Deuce smiles, a look of determination on his face. You can't deny him.
"I'll become the greatest magician dazo!"
"Oh yeah, by the way, I got a hint bout my uh…admirer." You tell them as you all walk back. "Was it that — what did Cater call him again? — guy then?" Deuce curiously asks. "No, I don't think so. Ruggie told me he's attractive with green eyes and that we've met before." You explain.
"Wow, that narrows it down by a lot."
"Shut it, Ace. It's not my fault almost all of the students here are attractive."
"Green eyes…You don't think it's Cater, is it?!" Deuce gasps. "No way! Since that Ruggie guy seemed familiar with him, I assumed the…admirer…would be a Savanaclaw member." You suggest. "What, so you wanna go around Savanaclaw, looking into people's eyes?" Ace questions, clearly doubtful.
You hadn't planned this far. "Uh…maybe?" You shrug. "And if it's some random Savanaclaw member, what'll you do about it, huh?" You hate to admit that Ace is making valid points.
"There's someone else who we could ask about this." You snap, a light bulb going off in your head, "Do you guys know a guy named Rook?"
Deuce's eyes widen in realization.
"Ah, I think I heard Trey talk about someone named that before!"
Your next lead would be the mystery stalker, Rook.
Ao3: HERE
If you see it posted anywhere or by anyone else, it's not me.
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OKAYYY SO CAN I REQUEST BABY SIBS MITSUYA PLEASEE
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When Mitsuya finally started to make a name in the fashion world, his mom died.
He never had much of a relationship with his mom unlike his siblings and his sisters already lived with him for school so taking on (name) wasn't much of a challenge.
(Name) was two when he came into mitsuyas home, the toddler taking a liking to Mitsuya very fast and often seen toddling behind him when he's at home and not with the nanny.
"Shishi!"
"Hey (name), you have a good day?" Mitsuya lifted his brother up from his gates off area in the expensive apartment as the nanny left as per scheduled "Hakkai and Yazuha are coming for dinner" he said softly to his baby brother who looked excited to say the least "yay!"
"So we gotta make dinner, you ready to be big brothers helper?"
"I help!"
"That's the spirit!"
The two made dinner happily, Mitsuya letting (name) do the easy child friendly jobs while he worked with any sharp or hot objects.
Mana and Luna were gone to a sleep over so Mitsuya didn't have to cook more than what he usually did.
(Name) was also his little taster, wanting to try everything and always looking very happy afterwards.
When the doorbell rang Mitsuya beat (name) to it and let Yazuha and Hakkai in "there he is!" Hakkai said excitedly as he caught sight of the tiniest Mitsuya who ran towards Hakkai "Ha-ha! You're here!"
"Of course, I would never miss a meal made by you bud!"
It was common knowledge that (name) always helped make meals after all.
"How are you buddy" Yazuha said sweetly, she made sure (name) knew to drink his respect women juice and be a kind young man "I good Ya-ya!"
The four made their way to the dining room, (name) situated in his little seat and had begun using training chopsticks after demanding to do so as his siblings did and he didn't want to be left out.
After dinner Mitsuya excused the two so he could give (name) his bath and change him into his night clothes before letting him watch his bedtime cartoons while he chatted with the adults, it was (name)s night time tradition to watch his favorite cartoon before bed, thankfully it ran every night the same night.
"How you been holding up?" Hakkai asked his best friend genuinely and Mitsuya sighed "it's been hard but he's handling it well so it makes it easier, I'm just Happy he's not to truamatized by it, his therapist told me he doesn't really remember mom so..."
"We're here is you need us"
"Thanks guys"
"Shishi! C-can I get a bedtime s-snack?" (Name) asked toddling into the kitchen with his bear, the show probably on commercial "you can get one"
"Yay!"
#tokyo revengers x male reader#tokyo revengers x reader#tokyo revengers fluff#mitsuya x male reader#tokyo revengers mitsuya#mitsuya x reader
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New World
Itachi Uchiha x Reader Fluff
Summary: The world War has met its end and Itachi has returned to his village. He questions whether he should set down his roots here when he meets a stranger. Or rather, a stranger is forced upon him by fate.
Warnings: none?
Word Count: this chapter happened so fast. All because @tarithenurse showed me a Itachi bathing in a hot spring. Also, thank you for Beta-ing
MASTERLIST in bio, darlings. Tags are open (check bio)
The shishi-odoshi (bamboo water fountain) adds a mellifluous tone to the other empty house that has been modestly spruced up with furniture and tatami for the new owner and any guests he pleases to bring home.
Orange hues reflect over the pond which is the first to welcome anyone who enters the gate. Tadpoles have been daring enough to swim in the koi pond freely while the fish follow with great curiosity. Crows are perched on the rooftop, some resting, others keeping an eye on every direction as if it's their sole purpose to look out for any signs of danger.
The new owner of the house is standing in the centre of his new abode, his delicately beautiful tresses flowing with the gentle spring breeze languidly flowing through the rooms and corridors. His arms rest inside his kimono. His entire being is a rhythm of stillness, trying to hear the house and all that surrounded it.
He tries to hear the echoes of the past that this soil carries; tries to remember the fragrance of a warm meal long forgotten, the cackle of one little boy he would like to hear again. And again. He tries.
But everything is blank.
No noise can be drawn from his memory. No odour or stench. No faces seem to come up. A muted tone of something that he has long forgotten; washed away.
Eventually, the dirt under his shoes crunches as he makes his way to the front porch, sitting down to watch the last rays of the sun going down.
Cries of little kids playing in the street outside are new to him. Their voices are shrill, filled with unmediated confidence. The mothers are louder, calling for them to come home before it gets dark. The dogs are barking at the commotion, even more at the kids. But he seems to like it; this long-forgotten bouquet of noises.
The caw of one of the crows brings his attention to the gate.
"Do not tell okaasan, Nami. I'll be home quick."
The tender yet resolute voice has his attention. One leg hanging down the porch, the other supporting his resting arm, he slightly turns to watch the wall, following the sound of hurried footsteps that stop at his gate.
A grunt is heard by the wall: "You are going to get me in trouble, Y/N."
"No one is getting in trouble," that tender voice speaks again, "I just need to feed the fish and water the flowers. I will be done before the sun goes down. You do not have to wait for me. Go home and keep okaasan busy."
Nami seems to grunt again behind the wall, "I swear she is more your mother than mine. And she is going to eat me alive for letting you wander off alone in an abandoned Uchiha house."
But someone is already stepping inside the abandoned house, bringing along the scent of freshly bloomed sakura.
You wave Nami away and skip towards the koi pond, greeting the fish. "Oyasumi, koi-sama!" you chuckle before taking out a pouch hidden under your haori (jacket). "I brought you dinner so you do not eat the tadpoles just yet."
Dropping the crumbs into the pond to keep the koi away from the tadpoles, you take the leaf of a lily plant, scoop the little ones up and shift them to the end of the pond closed off for the fish with rocks.
"There you go," you sigh, getting up and going back to look at the flower buds standing in the pond.
"Looks like you are ready to bloom any moment," you whisper mostly to yourself, being careful while touching the buds.
Women can be heard outside, scolding their kids to go back to their homes. A few of them are cursing the prices of vegetables coming in from the Hacho village.
"By the way, did you hear, this house has been reconstructed for someone returning from the war?"
A few gasps run through the crowd as they pass by the walls.
"My, my -" you hear one of the women gasp as you get up - "who is that young man?"
It is clear from the voice that they are standing at the gate so instinct drives you to turn around and look towards the house. You see a figure sitting on the porch, their eyes locked with yours. The stare brings an anxious jump to your heart within three seconds, your body impulsively taking a step back, leading to you losing your footing.
It all happens within a flash.
A yelp comes out of your throat as your hands try to grab at anything to stop you from falling into the pond but finding only air. Something grabs you instead.
A pale hand grips your right hand, stopping you right at the edge. Painted nails adorn nimble fingers that are wrapping themselves around your palm and pulling you away from the pond, towards...
Your breath is lost.
The depth in those eyes is immeasurable as they look into yours. The lines on his face speak of many things - mostly exhaustion. The thin, pink lips are a line devoid of any emotion, being teased by the stray locks of his hair that do not yet find themselves being tied at the back.
You cannot take your eyes away from him. You are unable to.
But he does. For a slight moment, looking at something behind you as his other hand finds the small of your back and pushes away from the edge of the pond and closer to him.
Foreign voices bring you back to earth. Voices that are talking outside the walls.
You slowly remove yourself from his hold. His hands are surprisingly warm - warmer than yours.
"Gomen'nasai (sorry)," you exclaim with a bow, "I just came here to feed the fish. Sumimasen (excuse me)." You bow again before walking hurriedly out the gate.
He sees her touch the plants growing in the pond and stops when a cluster of voices grows closer to the gate. The only feature that stands out from where he watches her is the jade hairpin that she is wearing.
He does hear his name. But his eyes are invested in the woman turning to look in his direction. He has already calculated that she is losing her footing. And so, he makes himself useful.
That is when he sees those eyes. The kindest eyes he has ever seen. The yawning sun reflects its golden hues through an ocean of y/e/c, stuck on him. They are wondering about him with such transparency that he wants to laugh at the absence of any veils. And yet he just stares in awe.
Parted lips want to draw his attention to the lack of air they are observing but his attention is taken by a slight hiss coming from behind her.
He is already drawing her closer to him, looking behind her to find the source of that sound, only to find the flower buds suddenly opening up.
He feels her move away from him, questioning the usual void in his mind as it is suddenly filled with a few voices.
She apologises and excuses herself with a bow.
He does not utter a word. He is still trying to get used to those eyes.
She is no longer there. Yet he still blinks, trying to get those eyes off his mind.
He cannot. The blank space in his head has unexpectedly found something to wonder about; even when a cluster of flowers glowing with ember petals grows in his pond and a jade hairpin lies right by his feet.
"What took you so long?" Nami punches you in your arm and then proceeds to rub it while walking back home. She is forced to look at you when you don't answer.
"Nami..."
"Hm?"
"...I think I just met Itachi Uchiha."
#itachi uchiha#itachi x y/n#itachi x reader#uchiha itachi#itachi fluff#itachi fic#itachi fanfiction#uchiha itachi x reader#uchiha itachi fluff#Maladaptive Ninja Returns
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The Wind Blows a Birthday Cake to You
(Let’s say this is an AU where Uta survived the movie and stayed on Elegia)
Uta: (sitting on the roof of an old building in Elegia) Jeez… another birthday passing by… I love Gordon a lot, and he’s made each one I spent with him super nice, but I miss having a real pirate birthday party. I’m sure Shanks will come to see me soon, since we made up and all. But it would still be nice to have him here on the actual…
???: UTAAAAAA!!!!! HEEEEEEEY, UTAAAAAAA!!!~
Uta: What the?? It couldn’t be…
(A stretchy arm grabs the edge of the roof)
Luffy: HEY!!! Happy birthday!!!!
Uta: Luffy?!?!
(She braces herself, and sure enough her friend launches right into her)
Luffy: (giving her a full body hug) Shishishi! Surprised to see me?
Uta: Incredibly! What are you doing here??
Luffy: Duh! It’s your birthday, so we came to give you a party!
Uta: We?
Luffy: Yeah, me and my whole crew! You didn’t really get too much of a chance to get to know ‘em since all that fighting started in your Uta World pretty quick. So we’re gonna party!
Uta: Aw, thanks Luffy. But did you come all this way just so you could have an excuse to hold a party?~
Luffy: Nah! I really wanted to see ya and make you happy. Cuz you mean a lot to me!
Uta: *blushing and hiding it behind her hair* T-that’s very sweet of you. You mean a lot to me too, and it makes me so happy you went to all this trouble for me.
Luffy: Shishishi! It’s fine, it was a lotta fun! Speaking of fun, c’mon back to the Sunny with me! We gotta have the party soon or Sanji’s food will get cold!
Uta: Well… before we go, could I ask for a birthday gift first?…
Luffy: Huh? But I don’t have any gifts with me.
Uta: That’s fine, I know exactly what I want…~
(She puts her hands on his shoulders, and gives Luffy a kiss)
Uta: *MMMMMMMMH~*
Luffy: *HWMMM-MMMMMMH*
(They separate after a few moments, but their heads remain close)
Uta: I’m… sorry I did that out of nowhere, but ever since I saw you last time I’ve been thinking a lot, and…
Luffy: Oh yeah, me too! I realized I love you!
Uta: WHAAAAAAAA!!!! No fair Luffy, I wanted to be the one to say it to you!!!!! Since when were you the one to understand feelings and stuff this quick???
Luffy: Shishi!! Too slow! *He has the nerve to do her signature grabbing gesture to indicate she’s the sore loser this time*
Uta: You big jerk!!! I… I love you too, Luffy~
(She kisses him again, and he gladly kisses back with a hand on the back of her neck and the other at her waist)
Luffy: Let’s celebrate all this happy love stuff with my crew and some food and gifts. Not that any of ‘em are gonna be as good as this.
Uta: Sure. Last one there has to eat the birthday candles! *she takes off sprinting*
Luffy: Wha- hey no fair, that’s a head start!!! *He chases after her*
#one piece#one piece shipping#ship post#monkey d luffy#uta#one piece uta#Luffy x Uta#luuta#happy birthday Uta!
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Hello Shi-Shi, I hope you’ve been well. I was wondering if I could use one of your Transformers art to use as my Discord pfp, one of Sunstreaker and put credits in my ‘about’ box? If no, that is fine and I shall respect that, but I was just wondering.
But besides that, I absolutely adore the new art you have created! The lighting in it makes it look as if it was taken by an actual camera as if it was in real life. I may not know that character, but you made them look positively lovely, Shi-Shi. I may have felt a little bit of disgust that they are licking a skull, but it is a great piece of artwork and art is supposed to make you feel emotions like that.
I hope you are doing very well Shi-Shi, have a good day/night.
-Meister
Hello Meister, I've been doing well and hope you have been as well.
By all means, go ahead and use whatever piece of mine you like~ I'm flattered that you like it enough to make it your pfp. Thank you for asking though, I appreciate the politeness.
I'm glad that you like Tez! I drew him initially as a new background for my PC, but I got too carried away with the lighting and colors. It was kinda hard to see my icons, but I couldn't bear to desaturate him.
Tez is a creepy little dude (he's my version of the Mesoamerican god of beauty, shadows and discord),so him giving you the "ew" reaction while still being a pretty boi is perfect.
I actually permitted myself an evil chuckle when I read that part of your ask.
Semi-unrelated here: Tezcatlipoca (Tez) is an original character from a series I've been working on called "The Flowers of Xibalba". I've put it on the back-burner in favor of fandom stuff and a different series I'm drawing panels for in my free time.
Thank you for popping by again Meister. Have a good day/night
#meister anon#anon ask#thank you for the ask#and for you a non-gross tez hehe#tezcatlipoca#the shishi makes an appearance#back to my TWST fanart wallpaper I go#back to work on that new zine piece
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Apologies in advance for I am limited on characters I have thoughts on but
I hate changing the colors to maintain a smooth gradient or I would've had more tiers and nuances... I'm often told Date's a worse driver than I remember, and Mitsu is sort of Schrodinger's License tier (minus the implication of high status) but. Y'know. If he's a civilian now and he's got a wife and kid it'd be useful methinks... Shishi also doesn't seem like the worst driver from what we see of him actually behind the wheel himself (vs. having a lackey drive) but I don't trust him like that... lol... I also do not remember Nishiki's driving at all even though I recall he's a Car Guy (as of 0, anyway) so I couldn't place him
this right here the reason why i havent closed my inbox this EXACTLY the kinda shit im looking for.... thank you so much...
#snap chats#couldnt have said it better myself.... schrodingers license HELP#cackling too hard at daigo and aoki being too used to being driven around. ITS TRUE THOUGH I KNOW IT IS#still want aoki's driver to get a pay raise..... and like. a free condo without having to pay any rent or anything.#i believe mitsu's a good driver. what arakawa say that he's good support in the backlines or smthn#i know he can drive well... mitsu prob got all kinds of You Dont Think Of It But Yeah Thats Actually Handy skills tbh#i wouldnt trust shishido with a car either tbh 😔#god im JUST FINALLY NOW settling back into my dorm but i have class in like an hour im going to scream
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Tencent press conference also released a bunch of posters and here are some that caught my eye for a variety of reasons.
As a poster it’s just heads but I am here for the chaos that will ensue from mashing a bunch of Jin Yong novels together in New Jin Yong Wuxia Universe. Is it going to be a disaster? Probably. Am I here for it? With bells on. PS hi Zhou Yi Wei and Vengo Gao and Peter Ho, at least no matter the content of this, my eyeballs will feast mmmmm
I don’t do moderns and thus have no interest in The Snowstorm of Love despite my fondness for both Wu Lei and Zhao Yinmai, but I had to post the poster because good god that poster is heinous and all I can think of is frostbite.
Zhuo Zhuo Feng Liu poster is a bit generic but in exactly the way I like - men in armor (with handsome horse in background), lady in court robes, forearm holding and staring, classics are classics. And it’s not swimming in pastels, already a win.
Have you guys ever been big into 1970s fantasy with those delightfully trippy covers? Because this is the vibe the poster is giving me and I love it. This is where the casting carousel of The Guide to Capturing the Black Lotus stops and we get Esther Yu and Ding Yuxi apparently and NGL I am loving that casting and that pairing for those characters.
The Wonderland of Love poster is as good as its trailer and its trailer was by far my favorite out of the entire tencent conference.
Liu Shishi’s Fox Spirit Matchmaker @aceinthetrap let me know is not FSM it’s a different drama (apparently called Love Beyond the Grave? Why am I thinking zombies and romantic poets in cravats?) looks beyond gorgeous. This is how you do it, people!
Tho if you got to go for cliches, you could do worse than Everlasting Longing which continues to push the sexy barbarian chief thing like everything depends on it, which I suppose for the drama it does. Luckily my main emoji on seeing it is 😍😍😍😍
God damn you! Hands off 1000 Miles of Bright Moonlight. I do not want an adaptation of this because they are going to ruin it utterly. They already ruined my n1 het web novel with the travesty that was the adaptation of Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir and now time to go for my second most favorite? Between censorship regulations and cdramas’ own narrative tendencies in recent years, they are just gonna do a terrible job, leave it alone pls.
I like this poster for Liu Shui Tiao Tiao because it’s not like anything else and is not drowning in pastels; it’s probably my favorite poster out of the entire conference.
Thanks to my dealer @aysekira who linked me to a bunch of these and, as always, a fun game of “how many of these will actually air? And in some reasonable timeframe?” starts now. Plus don’t ever air, 1000 Miles of Bright Moonlight, pls don’t ever even get made!
#cdrama#everlasting longing#wonderland of love#liu shui tiao tiao#the guide to capturing a black lotus#new jing yong wuxia universe#zhuo zhuo feng luo
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Ruggie: in lab yesterday there was a small fire and Yuu asked how are we gonna put it out? And before professor Crewel could do anything Idia said ‘use my body, I don’t need it’. After that I think Idia got scolded by Ortho, but then after class Yuu cornered Idia against a wall and said ‘can I use to it body in a different type of way?’……..
Azul: You're just going to leave me with that?! what happens!
Ruggie: if you give me a raise I’ll tell you~
Azul: fine, fine, just tell me!
Ruggie: alright so- Idia’s hair turns this pinkish color, and Yuu kisses him on the forehead before whispering something in his ear.
Azul: that’s nice, but not as good as I was expecting-
Ruggie: We’ll I heard what it was, and Yuu said “ I’ll be in your room at 8:00, be prepared~ we’re gonna have lots of fun.”
Azul:……
Ruggie: So-
Azul: I’ll up your pay by 5%
Ruggie: only 5? Ya know, with all the content I give you I should be looking to sell to other competition-
Azul: fine, fine, 10%
Ruggie: -_-
Azul: 15%! That’s as HIGH as I’ll go!
Ruggie: shishi, thank you~
“ After Ruggie leaves “
Azul: ‘sigh’ the price I pay for my daily tea 🍵
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as if you were on fire from within [mdzs fic]
Fandom: Mo Dao Zu Shi, Chen Qing Ling
Relationship: WangXian
Premise: For as long as the world could remember, the tale of the wild fox and blazing dragon had been passed down for centuries — renowned cultivators, fiercely loyal, passionately in love. But their story had begun long before they became the Huli who wielded demonic energy & the Dragon who showed up wherever there was chaos.
Or; a dragonji and foxxian tale!
Tags: Canonverse, Non-Human AU, Mythical Beings & Lore, Top LWJ/Bottom WWX, Pregnant Lan Wangji
Note: Gorgeous art embedded in the fic!
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44519959
Preview:
“Are you alright?” Lan Wangji asked worriedly as he approached the shivering child. “Did they hurt you?” He stopped a few feet from him.
“N-no,” the boy’s lips trembled and he shook his head. “Tha-thank you,” he stood up and bowed, “for driving them away.”
When the boy straightened up, Lan Wangji gasped under his breath as his face broke into the brightest smile Lan Wangji had ever seen. Despite his tattered clothes and dirt and tear stained face, the boy looked radiant and happy. His smile was wide and vibrant and made the snowy night a little brighter as it crinkled his eyes into beautiful crescents.
“Here,” Lan Wangji stepped closer and removed his outer cloak. “You must be very cold in those,” he said simply as he held out the thick robe.
“Ah, I can’t ta-take th-that,” the boy sniffled and shivered as he scratched the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly. “It belongs to you.”
“I have more layers underneath,” Lan Wangji insisted. “You do not.”
“Ah, alright,” the boy grinned and took the cloak and wore it, immediately exhaling with a relieved sigh as he was enveloped by its warmth.
Lan Wangji felt a warmth bloom in his own chest as the boy’s smile softened and his shivers subsided. He couldn't help but observe him as the boy studied him from head to toe as well. The boy’s hair was black as a raven, wild and tangled as it was barely held together by a red ribbon that was in poor condition just like his robes. Lan Wangji thought he could make out small furry ears hidden within the wavy locks but he couldn’t be sure.
If the boy was around his age, it was probably too early for any of his animal spirit features to be prominent. Lan Wangji’s own antlers and tail were barely visible yet. Even though Yiling did not have any cultivators, given its proximity to Qinghe it was possible that the child was a shishi, a lion dog, like the Nie clan. But if the child was an orphan as his current state suggested, he could have any animal spirit origin, if he was a cultivator at all. He glanced at the twitching strands on his head, his entire face softening on seeing how adorable the boy looked.
Lan Wangji didn’t miss the way the boy’s curious eyes did a double take on seeing the rattle toy in his hand. He looked down at the toy and then at the boy – who was smiling even in his dire circumstance. Lan Wangji saw the twinkle in his eyes as the boy grinned wider and scratched his cheek and nose. Unbidden, his mind conjured up images of his mother and the way she would pull his cheeks and tap his nose. The boy seemed happy despite the state he was in.
“Here,” Lan Wangji said, his voice barely above a whisper as he held out the toy.
“Huh?” The boy tilted his head and blinked at Lan Wangji, looking even more endearing and innocent.
“This is for you,” Lan Wangji hesitated but then stepped closer and reached for the boy’s hand.
He placed the toy in his cold hand and closed his fingers around it, making sure he was holding on to it. Lan Wangji paused but then covered the boy’s hand with both of his, just for a moment, just enough to warm them, before letting go. He adjusted the cloak around the boy and fastened the clip before nodding and stepping back again.
“Thank you,” the boy said softly, his smile shy and embarrassed.
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