#Danuja

[goldenguillotines]

and,, two more.. Danuja Xahara and Kioshi!

[weekdaysend]

Three city slickers and a country boy

[onmywaytofanfic]

Reina Aburame: General info

Wordd count : 1809 Bio only 1662

So, I have been lately feeling down when it comes to my writing and what comes out of it. I feel that everything that I have written so far regarding my OCs and the story seems low quality. I have tried to solve this by rumbling and trying to create headcannons and a better structure to what I do. The solution that I have foound is this, a little bit of Reina. I need to keep writing progressing. But, I do see this platform as my vent place where I post this nonsense that I call fic.

Hope that this brings a little bit of light into who Reina is and his going to be. I will write that with all my OCs, just to bring some context, or trying to, into my fic since I have got the feeling that I am doing a huge mess.

Reina Aburame

Age: (Promises) 18 (Untold) 21

Height: 1,60cm

Weight: (Promises) below 50 (Untold) 75 kg.

Sexual orientation: ¿?

Gender: ¿?

Bio and relationships: She seems quite shy, however that is the effect of the Yamanaka seal upon her for so many years. Once she was freed from the “Outburst seal” from the Yamanaka’s her real self could appeared and be as chatty and lovely as she wished for. That seal sent strong electric shock to her spine every time that she had an outburst of emotion, regardless fi the emotion was considered positive or negative. She does introduce herself as female, but she does not care which pronouns people use with her. Her sibling has tried to explain to her if she feels non-binary like them, she just shrugs and says “I just want to let the worries of living another day faint. I am just comfortable being myself, if you think that makes me non-binary then I am non-binary. If you think it does not, then I am not”. She has never questioned her gender identity. She is really carefree about her sexuality and gender.

More things about her. As an Aburame, she does have a hive, however, when she was infused with the seals the hive started to fade and disappear. Up to the point that during the events in Promises, she had a hive that was less than 100 insects. When she had her hive back, she started to blend her Aburame and Uzumaki side in terms of her jutsus. She achieved that some of her bugs, after a rigorous training and breeding, are a little bit bigger than the average kikaichu, just 2 mm bigger, and they have the possibility to store in them jutsus and seal such as the Uzumaki’s. It requires big quantities of chackra and the sacrifice of some insects form her hive. She sends her insects in special formations that represent the seal, consequently, she can make long distance seals without been caught in the middle of the battle. Those kikaichu that are bigger, can resist the release of the seal better than others. Therefore, those are saved for big seals or special jutsus.

As an Aburame, the first time that she saw Shino she was really weak, and her hive did not vibrate with his as his did. He thought that it was a bad sign, meaning that his hive and he had found someone with whom he could resonate and being loved, but her hive did not consider his hive worthy. The truth was that she was so feeble that her hive was trying to take care of her before even trying to seek for a partner. In my canon, Aburame’s resonate when they find a mate that they and their hives see as prosperous for them. There are little records of cases in which this resonance has not work, (Reina’s grandfather is one of those, and his great-grandfather never resonate), or that it rumbles again as well as doing it with two mates simultaneously. Once her hive was care for and better, she did rumble for him. Although, at the beginning she could not control the volume nor the buzzing of her insect because she had to re-learnt everything that she did when she had a proper hive. She felt so ashamed and wanted to distance herself form Shino, afraid of shame him. He worked with her in her training and support her greatly. He finds it adorable the way that her hive buzzed. She still does, because sometimes she cannot hold her hive still. What he loves about her is when she gets so nervous that a few insects start to tickle her cheeks or in her chin, making it look as she has multiple dimples.

She works in Muta’s family book-café. Although her brothers, Danuja Uchiha and Goro Hyuga, want her to keep pursuing the shinobi career as they do. They do not want her three members squad to be dismantle or her to be change for somebody that they do not know. They are older than she and quite bossy, especially Danuja. They enjoy their team, and they do make a good team and want to keep it like this. However, Reina has seen in Konoha a place where she can finally rest after been the seed for a whole village for 10 years. As a seed, the village ground took her chakra to not just keep the barrier on but also to produce every type of food in the village. At the beginning her ancestors had it a little bit easier, but the Komado family found how to abuse of this, and the village grew without control, mostly because of how they welcomed rogue ninjas. That was something that the noble clans were against it, but due to the “Incident” they did not have form to express their thoughts. They were regard as “things” that protected the village and that was their only purpose, make the village safe AND happy.

She also has three more siblings, two of them have already appear in “Untold”. Chikako Akimichi is a trans-woman, she has two years more than Reina, they are the closest and they have always been like that. They love each other unconditionally, as a matter-of-fact Chikako renamed herself like that out of Reina’s lovely mumbling when she was a baby. She always knew who she was, but the circumstances led her to hide her identity from the villagers but not from her family. Her dead name is Chikao, she liked because it was given by her mother who she admires deeply. However, tiny Reina could not avoid put a “k” at the end. She ended out loving it and feels that represents herself completely. As a sister and daughter. She loves her name and treasures it, her nickname is Kazu.

Something similar happened to her brother Genkei Yamanaka. He is a trans-man, he was the worst at hidden who he really was to the villagers. Because of that he was the most resentful towards the villagers and hates them the most. He would not flinch if he saw the whole houses burn and Kagenogure erased from existence. He is a very creative mind and was the one that put the band together. In an alternative AU they will have a Industrial Metal band, however right now I do not know how to fit those strong sounds into the Narutoverse, but I want to be a Heavy Metal Band too. He is the singers of it, and after he has started to treat his transition correctly in Konoha he has fall even more in love with his harsh and deep voice.

Finally, “Mother duck”, Shiori Nara. They are the eldest sibling out of the six of them, they have 6 years more than Reina. They identify as non-binary and only lets his parents and sister call them by “she”. They actually, their siblings, do so when they have to congregate “the sisterhood”. Mostly, to talk about things that the other three do not care about or are rude, also they do that when they have gossips. They are calm, collected and a little bit overprotective over all their siblings. They got the feeling off been a “parent-like-figure” to them, and sometimes they behave as such.

Reina’s direct blood family consist in her father, grandfather and great-grandfather. Takeo Aburame is her father, he deeply loves her and will willingly give whatever it may be to make her child happy and protect her. Proof of this is missing right arm, given so he could stay with his daughter until she bleeds. When that time happened Shiori came with a brilliant idea that let him have her until the rescue team arrived. Cold and firm in his manners, but warm and caring when it comes to Reina. He is not afraid to call her “Ladybug” in public or hold her hand when they cross the road although she is a grown-up. She lets him do it, those are his forms of showing how much doe he cares for her.

Takehiko his her great-grandpa, he is the opposite of an Aburame. Old and wrinkled he is not afraid to speak his mind and do “crazy” things such as enjoy himself without caring what other might thing of his insect covering him or been outside his body. He is an old gizzer and a pervert who never found true love. His homosexuality was an issue for a village so close in mind but not for Chio. She is Reina’s great-grandmother, and although she left this earth a couple of years ago, she left it fighting and being grumpy. She was also homosexual and together with Takehiko decided to make a family. They wanted to be parents but there was no form for them to make the family that they wished for, so they help each other to achieve that dream. Out of that dream came Buna, her grandpa. He is stoic, short in word and even colder than her father. However, he has other forms to show his gratitude and love, for example taking off his jacket to cover his granddaughter. His heart is severely hurt after Hana’s mother refusal, Reina’s grandmother on her mother-side; however, he understood it an took her child Hana into care. He never thought that she would fall in love with his child and gave him her lovely granddaughter.

Buna and Takeo are really protective over Reina, something that Takehiko blames them and reprehends them constantly. Takeo does not want Reina to be gone from his side by mating with Shino. If Takeo could, he would kill Shino or force his hive to be infatuated for another person. However, he knows hat sooner or later she would leave the nest and make her own…that does not mean that he would try to delay that event as much as he can. He has his father support after all.

[corruptedbunny-multimuse]

((heehee, more jinchuriki AUs go brrrr. John now has a jinchuriki verse, too!))

[yoga-onion]

Legends of the humanoids

Reptilian humanoids (9)

Naga 2 – Shesha, the king of the serpents [Part 1]

The Brahma Purana describes the reign of Shesha as the king of the serpents in Patala:

During the night the light of the moon is not utilised for its coolness but only for illumination.

Since that passes away is not taken notice of by the Nāgas who enjoy with gaiety the foodstuffs and the edibles they consume and the great beverages they drink. 

Nor are Danujas and others aware of it.

O brahmins, the forests, rivers, lakes, and lotus ponds, the cooing of the cuckoo and other sweet birds, the pleasing skies, the unguents and the continuous notes and sounds of musical instruments such as the lute, flute and Mṛdaṅga drums, O brahmins—all these and other beautiful things are enjoyed by virtue of their good luck by Dānavas, Daityas and Nāgas residing in Pātāla. The Tāmasī form of Viṣṇu, named Śeṣa (Shesga) beneath the lower regions.

Daityas and Dānavas are not capable of recounting his good qualities. He is honoured by Devas and celestial sages. He is spoken of as Ananta. He has a thousand hoods and he is clearly bedecked in Svastika ornaments devoid of impurities. He illuminates all quarters by thousand jewels on his hoods.

— Brahma Purana, Chapter 19

伝説のヒューマノイドたち

ヒト型爬虫類 (9)

ナーガ 2 〜 蛇の王、シェーシャ(難陀竜王) （その1）

『ブラフマ・プラーナ』には、冥界 (ﾊﾟｰﾀｰﾗ)における蛇の王としてのシェーシャの治世が描かれている：

夜の間、月の光は涼しさのためではなく、灯りとしてのみ活用される。

月明かりが過ぎ去ってしまわないので、ナーガたちは、彼らが食い潰すことを許された食材や食べ物、そして彼らが飲む格別な飲み物を歓喜して楽しむが、そのことに注意を払わない。また、ダヌージャたちもそれに気づかない。

バラモンたちよ、森、川、湖、蓮池、カッコウなどの鳥の鳴き声、心地よい空、香油、リュート、フルート、ムリダンガム太鼓の楽器の絶え間ない響きや音、これらすべての美しいものは、パーターラに住むダーナヴァ、ダイティヤ、ナーガたちの幸運によって享受されている。シェーシャという名のヴィシュヌの魔性形は、下界の下にいる。 

ダイティアとダーナヴァは、彼の善良な資質を語ることができない。彼はデーヴァと天界の賢者によって尊ばれている。彼はアナンタとして語られる。彼は千の頭巾を持ち、不純物のないスヴァスティカの装飾品ではっきりと飾られている。彼は頭巾の上の千の宝石によってすべての四方を照らす。

- ブラフマ・プラーナ第19章

[ashhearthelpsaa]

Below the cut will be a list of some of my favorite Japanese names. I like to write a lot of original characters that are based in different animes, so I thought this would be useful to have. These will be placed under a read more, as this post got quite long. There are 70 feminine names, 75 masculine names, and 31 gender neutral names. Please like or reblog this post if you found it useful. Thank you. :)

Feminine Names.

Airi.

Aina.

Amane.

Ami. / Aimi.

Anzu.

Asuna.

Aya.

Chidori.

Chiharu.

Chou.

Danuja.

Doi.

Ema.

Emica. / Emika.

Emi.

Emiko.

Etsuko.

Gina.

Hatsue. / Hatsu.

Hana.

Hanae.

Hanakao

Haruka.

Himari.

Himwari.

Hina.

Honoka.

Kairi.

Kaori.

Kanna. / Kana.

Karin.

Katsumi.

Kyoko.

Machi.

Mai.

Manae.

Mari.

Matsuri.

Mayumi.

Megumi.

Mei.

Midori.

Mika.

Mina.

Mirai.

Misa.

Misaki.

Miyah.

Miho.

Naho.

Nako.

Nami.

Nanami.

Naomi.

Reina.

Rei.

Rena.

Rika.

Sakura.

Saori.

Sarina.

Sayuri.

Seika.

Seina.

Shizuka.

Tae.

Tora.

Yuka.

Yuna.

Yurina.

Masculine Names.

Akane.

Akihito.

Akito.

Anji.

Arata.

Benjiro.

Choei.

Daihachi.

Daiji.

Daijiro.

Daisuke.

Daishiro.

Eiji.

Enzo.

Etsuji.

Genji.

Gorou.

Hajime.

Haruto.

Hatsuo.

Hideji.

Hiro.

Hiroshi.

Hiroto.

Hisaki.

Hyuga.

Judai.

Jun.

Jun'ichi.

Junpei.

Kaito.

Kakashi.

Kanji.

Kazuki.

Keitaro.

Kenji.

Ken'ichi.

Kentaro.

Kenzo.

Kiyoshi.

Koji.

Kota.

Kyo.

Masao.

Michaiki.

Mitsuhide.

Mokuba.

Naoki.

Naoe.

Renji.

Riku.

Ryo. / Ryu. / Ryou. / Ryuu.

Ryota.

Ryuuji.

Sasuke.

Satoshi.

Satoru.

Seto.

Shinji.

Shino.

Shintaro.

Soma.

Tadashi.

Taichi.

Takahashi.

Takeshi.

Taro.

Tooru.

Yota.

Yudai.

Yugi.

Yuji.

Yuma.

Yusei.

Zenji.

Gender Neutral Names.

Akari.

Akira.

Akihito.

Asuka.

Ayame.

Chiyo.

Dai.

Daichi.

Haku.

Haruhi.

Haru.

Hikaru.

Hikari.

Hinata.

Ino.

Kaeda.

Kai.

Kaoru.

Kenta.

Kita.

Minato.

Mitsuki.

Nara.

Noa.

Reiji.

Ren. / Rin.

Sato.

Shin.

Shion.

Shun.

Shuya.

Sora.

Yui.

Yuki.

[enby2sharks]

(Shut shut up appreciate my stupid Naruto Ocs)

Dark ninja’s love

{Third person POV}

Yaeko, The Mist assassin has snuck into the Hideout of a power man of the Yakuza Clan. Her stealth made it easy to sneak in but now she needs to find him.

Danuja Yakuza

Also known as Gou

he was mercilessly he had killed many innocent and criminals, you name it. He had a large hit on his head and Yaeko was going to take it.

Then see spotted him, Gou just praying silently. He was ….more attractive than she thought. She was told he was too muscular and Ape looking but no he had a pretty face and fluffy white hair. Yaeko shook her head pulling herself back to reality. She lands behind him so quietly you could hear a pin drop. Gou doesn’t even move but he chuckles softly.

“My, My my I was sent another assassin to kill I have been itching for a fight~”

His voice was cold and Strong cutting through the room like a Katana. “You’ll be the one Dying Gou” Yaeko said in a similarly cold tone as she pulled out her Swords ready to use them. Gou moved at the light of speed to where He had Yaeko in a body lock. “Now let’s see what your face looks like would-be Assassin” Gou cackled out as he pulled the black mask off Yaeko’s head.

“Oh …..I didn’t….realize you were a beautiful woman” Gou said in slight confusion. Yaeko rolled her eyes “oh and now you’re not going to fight me because you think I’m too attractive ugh you males are all the same” she said poison dripping off her words. “Hey I never said that~” Gou says in a more flirtatious but Dangerous tone as he plays with Her hair.

“Let’s dance I want to see what you’re made out of”

Yaeko smirks at his words feeling some respect for him now.

[timeskip to when the fight ends]

Both of the two skilled ninjas were breathing heavy. Sweat dripping off their bodies as they hold each other up looking each other with a mix of admiration, and almost Want. “I-I can’t kill you you’re too good” Yaeko says in a tired tone. Gou smiles “Sane here I can’t end your life either” His voice as tired but also buttery. They then stare at each other for while looking deeply in each other’s eyes.

…..and In the silence their lips connected aggressively full of lust and ….love? It was too early to say but it would definitely mean a long relationship together.

The end

[zero0810]

I'm trying a new method to do these sketchy backgrounds. They look fine and they're quick - as long as you don't look at them too closely..

Fullbody sketch commissions for ValiantMurder (@ DeviantArt)

1- Malum & Haemir 2- Amira & Gisela 3- Malum & Astarion (Baldur's Gate 3) 4- Danuja & Kimmy 5- Miyako & Tobio Kageyama (Haikyuu!!)

[thatcasualgamergirl]

So uh, news flash, I just remembered Warrior Cats exists and I felt like to do some artwork of my two main OCs that I had 4 years ago.

**Name:** Shadestripe

**Gender:** She-Cat

**Age:** 38 moons

**Affiliation:** ShadowClan

**Rank:** Warrior

**Biography:** Shadestripe, first known as Kage, used to live as a kittypet with her sister, Danuja, and were both owned by Japanese Twolegs. After hearing rumors about the clan cats that live in the forest and wanting to join them, they both escape into the forest. They then run into ShadowClan warriors and join them as apprentices, with Kage now becoming Shadepaw and Danuja becoming Stripepaw. As time when on, it became clear to Shadepaw that her sister doesn’t believe in StarClan nor will follow clan code, and mocks Shadepaw and ShadowClan for believing in them. A battle ensues between the sisters, with the outcome of Shadepaw being the victor and Stripepaw being exiled out of ShadowClan. She was devastated, but Stripepaw reassured her that she will be fine living as a loner. Shadepaw then earns her Warrior name of Shadestripe, after her sister.

**Personality:** Shadestripe is calm, stoic, anti-social, and very reserved. She doesn’t speak to anyone unless it’s close friends, her sister, or clan members of importance and prefers quietness and alone time to herself. Her cat-speak isn’t very good as it’s her second language with the first being Japanese (or the cat-speak equivalent). But underneath the exterior is a caring heart that wishes everyone to live their best life, and will even defend her sister despite differing views.

**Name:** Blister

**Gender:** She-Cat

**Age:** 36 moons

**Affiliation:** Loner (technically BloodClan/BurnClan)

**Biography:** Blister, first known as Danuja used to live as a kittypet with her sister, Kage, and were both owned by Japanese Twolegs. After hearing rumors about the clan cats that live in the forest and wanting to join them, they both escape into the forest. They then run into ShadowClan warriors and join them as apprentices, with Danuja becoming Stripepaw and Kage becoming Shadepaw. As time when on, Stripepaw believed that StarClan was just some idiotic myth and the Clan code was just a burden to all clan cats, which angered her Shadepaw. A battle ensues between the sisters, with the outcome of Shadepaw being the victor and Stripepaw being exiled out of ShadowClan. She was now a loner, but she felt confident that she could survive in the forest thanks to the training from ShadowClan. After learning about BloodClan and joining them, Stripepaw, now Blister, plans to overthrow their leader and transform BloodClan into her own clan, BurnClan

**Personality:** Blister is a cocky, outward, rebellious, feral, and snarky she-cat. She believes that the cats that believe in StarClan and greedy and delusional, and mock them for “talking to the sky.” She also doesn’t like following rules and will purposely break them for her own amusement. That being said, she also secretly feels bad for any loners or outcasts that are going through the same hardships as her and will sometimes share her prey for those who need it the most.

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ONION!!!!!!!!

LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DROPPED!! YOUR BRAIN CELL!

Hoshi luckily found it on the floor and he asked me to give it back to you!

Hoshi: ms. Creator, you've dropped this lots.. *carries a bucket of brain cells*

Me: ...............

(Introducting our dream boy, Hoshi!! He is Danuja's younger nephew and he is a freshman)

Thank you so much hoshi!!! :DDDDDD

MY LIL ASS BRAIN CELLS!!

YAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!

tysm ^^

[mystiiknight3]

I’d Kill Him

“I’d Kill Him Before I Let Him Hurt You.”

Kieko sat on her bed holding her knees to her chest.

Her mother was a drunken mess. She could hear her laughing loudly in the living room downstairs, watching some sitcom, while she sat there and wished she could run away… but anywhere she would go, Danuja would find her and hurt her, or worse.

‘Shuji I wish I could run to you, or away with you,’ she sighed to herself, tears running down her pale face. Her black eye hadn’t healed yet. She had tried her best to cover it with makeup… but little did that do.

Keiko heard a loud crash in the living room and dread and fear instantly hit her body. — Great, that meant he was home.

Something knocked at her window and she scurried to open the curtains. Shuji Hanma stood outside her window on the terrace. She could punch him in the face as his yellow eyes stared back at her, a big stupid smile greeting her. With a huff, Keiko opened the window to let him in.

He crawled through the window, falling on his face with a loud thud. Jumping up quickly, straightening his Valhalla jacket and signature earring, he towered over her with his lanky form.

“Shuji, are you insane?” she questioned, running to lock her bedroom door.

“Easy Doll, I told you I would be back.” He continued to smile at her. 

“I know what you said, and told you not to. You know that he’ll kill you if you come back here,” she whispered, shoving him in the chest. 

That little shove did nothing to him. He thought it was cute though. Hanma didn't know why he liked being around her, she was a snobby girl who always had a shitty attitude and looked down on everyone, but that day he saw her outside at the park sitting on a bench crying he was drawn in.

He’d walked up to her with a cigarette in hand and asked her if she wanted to go see a movie to take her mind off whatever was bothering her. He remembered the way she looked. Her blonde hair, in a messy bun, and her green eyes, puffy eyes from crying. She’d looked up at him with a lovely smile and from then she had hooked him.

Now, he cupped her cheek with his large tattooed hand that said ‘Punishment' and pushed some blonde stray hairs out her face only to see her partially healed black eye.

Keiko could see the anger spark in his eyes. “Shuji, it's nothing. I am fine. It happened a few days ago. Please let it go.” she begged, grabbing his shirt.

“Let me guess. Your mom stood by and did nothing while he hit you?” he growled.

Keiko did not respond. Her mother was a drunken mess most days. THe woman never knew what was going on.

“Keiko, we are leaving this fuck hole, right now!” He started moving around her and opened her dresser drawer, pulling clothes out and putting them in her book bag.

“Shuji, what are you doing? I can’t leave, you know that. It's not how it works,” she sighed, grabbing the clothes out the bag. “Keiko!” They heard Danuja scream from downstairs.

“Shuji, please go! I don't want him to hurt you,” she whined, turning to push him towards the window. 

“Fuck that Keiko! I am not going to let this slime keep hurting you, and I will be damned if I let him pimp you out like your mother.” He glared down at her. Shuji was tired of this, if her own mother wouldn't protect her he would.

Shuji walked up to her, pulling her in close, wrapping her in a strong hug. “Keiko, I'd kill him before I Let him hurt you again,” he whispered into her ear.

Before she could respond her door was kicked in and Danuja, a tall sloppy man with greasy black hair, came inside. Shuji put her behind his back. 

“I thought I told you, Keiko, if this punk showed up again I’d kill him and your mother,” he slurred.

Keiko’s body shook from fear, too terrified to even move. She gripped the back of Shuji’s shirt, putting her head against him.

“Fuck off duchebag. You don't have the balls to kill me,” Shuji laughed, giving him the finger.

Danuja raised a bottle to his lips and drank with large gulps. “I am going to enjoy making you watch me break this kid's neck.” He laughed back wildly, moving closer to them in the room.

Behind him, Keiko’s mother appeared with a fire in her blue eyes and a vase in her hands. She smashed it over Danuja’s head, shattering it and knocking him out.

She stood over his body, in tatters. Her mother’s blue nightgown torn, her nose bleeding, and her lips swollen as she spit out the blood from her mouth onto his body. “Bastard!”

Satisfied, she turned to look at her daughter. “You need to go and never come back here, Sweet Pea." She moved around Danuja’s unconscious body and walked towards her daughter, picking up the bag from the floor and putting more clothes in it.

“Mama, what did you do?” Keiko sobbed, moving from behind Shuji.

“I did what I had to keep you safe.” Her mother continued to pack and Shuji went over to help her.

“Will you both stop packing and listen to me!” Keiko shouted. They both turned to look at her as she panted heavily, struggling to breathe.

“Keiko honey, why do you think Hanma is here? I told him to come and take you away. I can’t keep you safe, but I can get you away from this monster.” She told her, stroking her hair.

Shuji looked over at the two not knowing what her mother was talking about. He came here of his own free will, but he would let her have this moment. “Keiko, we got to go. He is going to wake up.” Shuji whispered, pointing to Danuja before leaving to take her things outside and give them privacy.

“He’s right. You have to get out of here.” Her mother hugged her tightly.

“Mom, come with me. Please.” Keiko begged, holding on to her mother.

“I can’t leave. Sweet pea. I have to be here.” She smiled and kissed her on the forehead before pushing her out the door.

Hanma waited out front with his bike. He tossed his long leg over and revved it when he spotted her.

“For safety, Babe,” he smiled at her and handed her a helmet.

Keiko rolled her eyes and hopped on the bike, wrapping her hands around his waist.

“Take her to her brother. His father will keep her safe,” her mother stated from the doorway.

Hanman shook his head in agreement and pulled off.

“I don't want to go there, Shuji.” she yelled over the traffic.

“I know, Doll. The last thing I wanna do is to explain to Kisaki that I’ve been hooking up with his sister,” he yelled back.

Hanma already knew he was taking her home, to his home at least.

- To be continued.

[lanlansims]

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The Endlessness of Time

A tribute to M. D. Ramanathan

by

Ramanathan N. Iyer

M. D. Ramanathan, perhaps the most unique maestro amongst all the giants of 20th century Carnatic music, has been written about and feted quite a bit, especially in this centenary year that another attempt might seem rather superfluous. But MDR, to me, remains the benchmark for two aspects - 1) the effective conveyance of emotion through voice alone and 2) the utilization of time as an infinite resource!

He is the arresting figure - physically as well as musically - that as an eight-year-old, I first set my eyes on at the Navaratri Mandapam in Thiruvananthapuram. As he emerged in full six-foot plus glory after a memorable concert along with Palakkad Mani Iyer, the awe-inducing percussion genius, the first impression was so vivid because the imposing physical stature matched my mental picture when I first heard that booming voice on radio, singing a Tamizh composition whose lyrics were something that even a child could connect with. It described the duality of Vishnu & Shiva (Hari and Haran) in such simple language and was sung in a way that I, that listening child, could vividly imagine the serpent coiled around Shiva's neck and on whom Vishnu lay in repose. If someone could do abhinayam - enactment - with voice alone and convey a powerful message, this was it. And that Athana remains the benchmark of instant, indelible raga identity.

That fascination evolved into years of listening to his music with a rapt attention that he commanded rather than demanded. Each time the takeaway is how he disproves the popular notion that time is a scarce resource. In a world that's always in a tearing hurry, how did he alone make leisurely pauses even in the middle of an alapana or neraval or swaraprastara to let the mood sink in, to let us absorb the raga swarupa... ? How did he manage to untie and adjust his tuft with a naughty smile mid-lyric, yet maintain the kalapramanam (tempo) and resume without batting an eyelid? Where a restless human mind craves continuous input to keep it occupied, how did he engage us with the beauty of silence? In the Bhairavi swarajati, he conveys the stately gait of the elephant in madamatta gajagama padmabhava hari shambhunutapada; and describes vividly the lion and the intoxicated tusker in mada danuja vaarana mrugendrarcchita all while maintaining the tempo with just the inflections in the voice! Who else can describe to us in such detail the scene of the coronation in Mamava Pattabhirama with all its pageantry and a long list of nobles flanking the throne? Or that utterly delectable neraval at nIla nIrada sarIra, in Balagopala Palaya where Krishna's detail is conveyed exactly as Muttuswami Dikshitar would have visualized him while composing.

MDR also stands out, of course, for peerless enunciation of slokam and vrttam. The most remarkable one I have heard is surely ratnakarosti sadanam which he has wonderfully detailed in Todi. This lyric which describes the ocean full of diamonds as the Lord's residence with Lakshmi occupying pride of place and Radha occupying His mindspace is the work of Abdul Rahim Khan-i-Khanan, a military general in Akbar's army who was also a Persian & Samskrtam scholar! The recording of MDR singing this followed by a delightful explanation in his unique accent is something that has invariably left me in tears.

I had the fortune of playing a small part in preserving his rich legacy. It started out as a chance encounter over an Internet discussion forum where a friend tipped me off that the person with a cryptic login name who had posted recently about MDR might actually be Balaji, the legend's son. On an impulse I shot off an e-mail, enquiring bluntly whether that was true and asking if he had any recordings of my icon. My sole aim in life at that point of time was the enhancement of my personal music collection, especially hard-to-find nuggets of old masters. Balaji promptly and courteously responded, and since then we were in touch off and on, mostly through e-mail. That culminated with my entering the portals of #91, Ponniamman Koil Street, Adyar to be warmly and hospitably welcomed by Visalam mami, the simple and unassuming wife of the maestro. Armed with a scanner, laptop and a consent from Balaji, my aim was the digital archiving of the compositions of MDR, notated and neatly recorded in his own handwriting.

The "Compositions of Varadadasa", mostly in Telugu and Sanskrit (and a few in Tamil & Malayalam) were written down by MDR in three slim notebooks. It so happens that soon after MDR passed away in April 1984, while the family was still grief-stricken and in turmoil, someone from Kalakshetra - the institution where MDR spent a lifetime - took away the notebooks. They presumably landed up in someone's attic or in a dusty corner of the Kalakshetra library and had been lost for years. Visalam mami and Balaji had been trying very hard over the past few years to retrieve these priceless treasures, knocking on many doors and trying various sources in Kalakshetra itself. Balaji being in the US, it was even more difficult to follow up on those efforts, but as he himself said in one of his e-mails to me, "I am sure with his (MDR's) blessings, I should be able to get most of them in the near future". That hope became reality, for the manuscripts were retrieved with help from Sri. Rajaram, the ex-principal of Kalakshetra. It turns out that the notebooks were languishing in some forgotten corner of a library! The digitized pages are now archived and available on demand from Balaji to any interested music scholar, student or rasika.

On that first visit to MDR's house, Visalam mami offered me aval - hand-pounded rice flakes mixed wiith coconut and jaggery. I had it in the presence of his tambura, seeing him smile benevolently down at me from the picture on the wall. It was a metaphor for his music - simple with just three ingredients but deceptively complex in flavour, depth and pure emotion. I experienced at that moment, what Sudama felt receiving the fistful of aval in Krishna's palace!

(The writer, a Wireless Communications engineer, is a passionate Chennai-based promoter, photographer & curator of the performing arts)

[onmywaytofanfic]

Art wip time

So here I just drop some “art” that I have done in the latest days. Mostly focusing on how to create a style and character to Takeo and Reina. So let’s begin with them with some fine clothing.

Now Reina and some of her siblings. I can’t phantom how to make Danuja Uchiha. But, at least here is she with four of her siblings.

To end this post, here is tiny Reina trying to steal some apples from his dad.

[lifesculpture]

Haunted Grave.

Whether curiosity leads the memories of the dim sky, falling deep in passion to crafting over the gracious desire is a must. The memoireé embraced the halls of pleasure. To rejoice and seek for its history. There is a perplexing room between one collided and sneaky home.

Harish Danuja Yudisthira. The hell where freedom and spacious comfort go. Slept soundly through the lonesome dark to convert all the sounds of evermore unrest.

[danabastala]

There is not much I can say for you to know me,

but I hope, this is enough to introduce myself.

My parents blessed me with the name Danuja Nabastala, meaning the warrior of the sky.

Full Name : Danuja Nabastala

Nickname : Danu, Tala

Place of Birth : Solo

Date of Birth : November 27th 1984

Nationality : Indonesian

Occupation :

Sexuality : Heterosexual