#Okami fanfiction

[feliciadraws]

Dead ancient meme I know but once again I find myself thinking about @bamboorocket’s Waka fic because it lives in my head rent free and I need more people to know about it because man oh MAN JUST READ IT FOR FRICC’S SAKE

[journeyofthemoonprophet]

The moment you can wrench the door open, you tumble out into the snow.

The ice is cold, but the air is hot, thick with ash and blood. The world is a cacophonous flurry of noise: the ark’s groaning and smashing punctuated with cracking ice and whistling wind and shrieking demons. Above you, the sky is streaked in red and black, smoke and monsters silhouetted against what little light pierces through the gloom and terror.

It’s a mad scrabble to keep yourself on solid footing as the world splits open, cracks chasing you along with the demons and threatening to swallow you up. The moment you’re off the ice and on solid earth, you fling yourself to the ground and curl your arms over your head, praying that any demon that manages to notice you mistakes you for one of the dead.

.

It’s a very long time before the noise dies down, even longer for you to decide that it’s finally safe to move again. You have to dig yourself out of a layer of snow first, presumably kicked up by the chaos that swirled around you.

You emerge to find yourself on the shore of a massive lake, ice splitting across its surface in a spiderweb of cracks and fissures. Right in the middle is... well, what you can still see of the Ark of Yamato; only the masts are still visible as the bulk of the ship long sits deep in the lake you’ve crashed into. If anyone but you had somehow survived the initial onslaught, they'd long since had succumbed to either the water or the cold, whatever took them first.

This is all wrought from your doing, the truth hisses, the blood is on your hands.

You can only sit numb in the snow and stare helplessly at the wreckage, breathing in the remaining threads of smoke before they’re whisked away on the wind.

[okamirayne]

BREAK TO BREATHE UPDATE🚨

So, this insanity happened… 👇🏼

HEAVEN HOLD US CHAPTER 8

*goes to drown in crippling terror and tea* ☕️😬🫠….💜

[o7k5a8m9i]

My Inuyasha oc!💮 Kusachi Okamko

~ Name! ~ | Kusachi Okamko

~ Sex/Gender ~ | Female

~ Favorite food ~ | Rice and Steak

~ Favorite color ~ | Red

~ Race ~ | Half wolf demon and half human

~ Hair color ~ | Brown

~ Eye color ~ | heterochromia × Sky Blue & Pinkish Red

~ Height ~ | 5'1

~ Weight ~ | 101lbs

~ Age ~ | 17 or 18

~ Occupation ~ | Slave (formally) Mother and Co-chief of the wolf tribe

~ Family ~ | Mate/Husband × Koga :: Kids × Himei, Tora & Kiba

~ Skin color ~ | Fair

~ Hobbies ~ | Running, Reading, Climbing tall things, Spending time with her family ect

tagging a few folks who seemed interested!💖🌸💮

@pineyw00dsshesquatch @n1ggasbwer1d @starsv3

@kinmokusei-stars @a-dash-in-the-middle @xxaeryxx

@leiaismyhero @you!💖

[viridescentelf]

I‘m writing a fanfic with my oc tav as the focus and it‘s so much fun to just go with whatever nonsense my brain comes up with

my tav is so beautiful just look at her

ever since i played okami as a kid, i wanted a character that had amaterasu-esque features and HERE. SHE. IS! ACK I could cry

my tav cerys ivory 🌸✨🔥

[otomehonyaku]

My Writing & Miscellaneous Translations ☽ otomehonyaku's English translation masterpost

MY WRITING

Short stories & scenarios - IT'S POSSESSION THAT WILL SET ME FREE (Ruki x Yui, mild NSFW) - A PUPPET LOOSELY STRUNG (Ruki x OC, mild NSFW, paid commission) - MUKAMI BROTHERS WITH THEIR S/O'S LIPSTICK STAINS (SFW) Headcanons & other - RUKI/YUI HEADCANONS (NSFW)

MISCELLANEOUS TRANSLATIONS

- Ōkami Shōjo to Kuro Ōji Vol. 6 Limited Edition Drama CD: TRACK 5

[catosincaravans]

Looking for fanfic reviews!

If anyone's looking for some fics to read, check mine out! I really want long comments on some of these, I love reading them ;; ❤️ I'll gladly do review for review!

[anxiety-banana]

hello i am back with more fic! i forgot i did that for a second!!

nyxsoka has my ENTIRE soul don't mind me

[writingmessynaruto]

ok ive had a juicy founders fic idea for a long time but haven't done anything toward it much, and now I might be able to start it...?

concept: ~ i can't just pick one founders pairing so we're getting all of them in one storyline ~

[feliciadraws]

Nightmare

Okami - Waka/Mei

Angst...just...angst; may or may not be a companion piece to my 'Fear' piece from this year's Spookami (ya know, this thing)

Also shoutout to my partner-in-cringe and fellow angst enjoyer @bamboorocket because we do be enjoying that angst

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Straight through her... The unclean claws of those foul, wretched beasts...they just...tore straight through her...

How could he have let this happen...how could he have stood by, anchored to where he stood as if with chains, chains weighted with his sins...how could he have just...watched...watched as Mei was slashed to pieces by those twisted creatures, her fragile body left eviscerated, blood pouring from the horrific gashes carved across her delicate flesh...she was so delicate...so helpless...she didn't even stand a chance against those beasts...and he couldn't, no, didn't even come to her aid... Waka's heart came to a standstill as his innards wrenched with the horror of the sight, only freed from his paralysis as he dashed forward to catch her as her bleeding, broken body slowly collapsed to the ground, the air and time itself around him thickening to a murky viscosity as this very nightmare played out in slow, hazy motion. He fell to his knees, distraught as she fell limply into his hands... Blood...there was...so much...blood...it was everywhere, pouring from every open inch of her body...flesh ripped open, the taint of decay left from their unclean talons already eating into her wounds...

"Wa...ka...I'm...I'm sor-..." Mei weakly whispered as she raised a bloodied hand to Waka's cheek, sounding almost as if she were attempting to apologise...apologise for what? For his sins? For the blood on his hands? For dying at the hands of one of the very demons that he had allowed into this world? For being doomed by the lingering aftershock of his own doings?

"No...no, Mei...ma cherie...this was..." Waka tried to remain strong for his love, tried to comfort her as he cradled her tenderly as she lay dying in his arms, holding the tiny hand that weakly graced his cheek, feeling as the life, the spirit, slowly, achingly, slipped from her body...

Her chest fell as a single final breath escaped her lungs, the arm that had held the last of her strength went lifeless, the light disappeared from her eyes like the dying flame of a burnt out candle...she was...

"Mei...ma...cherie? Non...non non non non non...no...Mei...no..." Waka loosened his hand as Mei's bloodied arm fell limply to the ground, her dead, lifeless body resting in his arms as his heart begun to crack, shattering into a million pieces as the cruel reality was laid before him, hitting him like a brutal sledgehammer.

Mei...she was dead...she really was dead...and yet... "No...no, Mei...stay with me...Mei...no...s'il-te-plait reste avec moi..." his voice begun to wobble as his heart broke in his chest, the sheer agony that permeated every fibre of his being reverting him to his mother tongue in his devastation. "S'il-te-plait reste avec moi..." he whispered with vain, futile desperation as the heartbreak that rose from his core collected in his eyes as tears begun to streak down his face, mixing with the blood, Mei's blood, that had been smeared on his cheek. Waka shuddered with horror as he looked down...he saw Mei's blood smeared all over him, spread across his kimono, across his sleeves...on his hands...her blood, her innocent blood, was on his hands. Now...now he couldn't even speak...all he could do was kneel in heartbroken horror as his love lay dead in his arms, her blood shed by reason of his own foolishness...

"Mei...ma cherie...de-...desole..." he tearfully whispered as he lowered his face to hers, the tears dripping from his eyes and onto her bloodied face as he wept, cupping her cheek in his hand while her residual warmth still lingered in her now lifeless flesh.

As he wept and mourned, he could only reel as the phantoms that swam in his mind crawled from their hiding places in the depths of his soul to remind him of the reason as Mei joined the ranks of the many, many souls doomed to their cold, stony graves by his hand, the blood that stained his footsteps wherever he dared to tread...

His mother, his people...

The Celestials, Amaterasu, Himiko...

All of them...dead...all of their blood staining his hands...and now Mei had joined them.

He swore he would protect her, even if he had to give his life, and yet she still paid the price that should have been his to pay��maybe…this was inevitable. He was a prophet, his eyes could see through the very veil of time and glimpse events yet to come, maybe he had foreseen it and denied his vision for fear of losing the girl he so dearly loved.

Maybe…maybe he really did carry a curse upon his shoulders, that everyone and everything he loved was destined to die…

As he raised his eyes to the heavens in his anguish, the voices of those same phantoms whispered darkness to his soul, moaning and crying to him... "It wasn't the demons...you brought them here...you brought them to her. It was you, Waka...YOU KILLED HER." "YOU...KILLED...HER..."

"Waka...Waka...Waka..." an ethereal voice called out amidst the swirling torment of his nightmare, like a sword of light slicing through winding tendrils of dark, and as his eyes shot open, as if like a flash of lightning burning away the storm clouds swirling in the skies of his consciousness, the hellscape of his nightmare had all but disappeared; he was back in their bedroom, and there she was.

"Waka...you were having a nightmare again, weren't you...?"

There she was...sweet, beautiful, darling Mei...her perfect skin free from any sort of mutilation, her eyes, those beautifully dark eyes, as dark as wells of ink yet bright with life and the light of the lamp by the futon, open and earnest...there were few times he was so happy to see her beautiful face than after such horrific nightmares.

His gaze softened, melting like frost with the warm touch of spring, upon seeing her face, his eyes relaxing as his ragged breaths steadied with her touch as she brushed her delicate fingers over his cheek, right where her hand had been in the nightmare he had just awoken from. That dainty hand, free from blood or cuts or any sort of demonic taint…the relief he felt cast a haze of warmth over the dimly lit room as he tenderly turned to her, gently resting a hand to her own cheek in a bittersweet, perhaps superficial reassurance.

"Oh..." Waka replied with an outwardly pleasant sigh of utter relief as he formed a smile on his face, leaning in to plant a kiss on her cheek, as per the norm, "you shouldn't worry yourself, ma cherie...just lay yourself back down, get some more sleep…” Phantom fingers hooked their way around his heartstrings upon seeing the worried look in her eyes as they lay back down, the poignant melody played ringing through his head as she curled herself up on his chest...

He looked to her, so...so small and...fragile in his scarred arms as he held her… He looked to the ceiling, and asked himself...how? How would he tell her? Would he even tell her? The girl who took the weeping cracks in his broken heart and sealed them with gold, the girl who finally silenced the tormented screams of a thousand doomed souls wailing and weeping in his head... How would he tell her that the nightmares she helped soothe were macabre portraits painted by the bloodied brush of his sins, the guilt that had left poisoned hooks in his soul for over two centuries...the horrifying portraits of her bloody demise?

[journeyofthemoonprophet]

Moving helps. Maybe only a little, but it at least shakes your thoughts loose enough to start sorting yourself out.

Okay, think through this. You’re alone, injured, and your only source of shelter and supplies is now deep in the middle of the lake (not to mention filled with demons, so even if it wasn’t flooded and freezing over...) The wind has picked up since the crash, ice and snow stinging at your eyes and wounds. It’s only getting darker; you need to find somewhere to hunker down for the night.

Checking your clothes, your fingers brush across a few tablets, as well as the familiar shape of Pillow Talk. That’s a relief; the idea of running into demons again unarmed makes your stomach churn a bit too much to handle right now. Not that you’re really in fighting shape at the moment. Who would be, falling from the heavens at the hands of demons?

... You miss Amaterasu. You hope wherever she is in this realm of mortals, she’s doing better than you are. After all, she made this plunge not long before you did, dragging that accursed serpent with her. Hopefully the wait for the chosen one’s birth won’t be terribly long; your vision wasn’t kind enough to give you a turnaround time.

The thought of her waiting keeps you moving, enough to stumble--near literally--into the first structure in the snow. It’s... a gate. A rather large one, easily towering far above your head. The heavy wooden doors have been tightly closed, but there is a second entrance nearby. More importantly, with the way it creaks and sways on its hinges, you’re pretty sure that one’s unlocked.

It’s a slim chance that whoever lives beyond here would welcome strangers--especially with their main gate closed--but if your choices  for wandering are potential civilization and a frozen lakeshore, a slim chance is better to take than none at all.

You take a breath deep enough to make your ribs ache, and carefully push the door open enough to duck through. Last time you landed somewhere strange, you were quickly found by the Celestials, who in turn were gracious enough to take you in. You wonder, in this world of howling wind and icy storms, who will be there to meet you this time.

[okamirayne]

BREAK TO BREATHE UPDATE 🚨

HEAVEN HOLD US CHAPTER 9

😅🫠💀….ENJOY!!

*passes out on fic notes *

[trainer-sean]

Okami x Kamen Rider Ex-aid Bugvisor Rider.

Basically I had idea for a Bugvisor kamen rider with the Okami HD gashat, but that evolved into a Bugvisor that isn't an actual bugvisor, but the literal history and world of Okami HD as a Bugvisor shaped tool, and the Okami HD gashat is a specialized gashat that acts as a key for the transformation. Think a bugvisor thats white with red detailing like all the Gods in the game, and the chainsaw part is a point of a paint brush, and the blast is slightly modded to look like a bow. The rider name would be, Kamen Rider Hitogami(literally, human-god), and would be a white and red Ex-aid rider, with wolf Ear traits and pure white goggles, along with the respective main weapon on the back(where the face from level 1 would be, so whatever weapon you have set as the main weapon) and the long coat skirt thing with beads trimming it(could be the divine beads or whatever weapon beads you choose and set as secondary weapon). You'd have a limited Pause, based on the freeze frame used with the Celestial Brush, which now is a Sword based on both a paint brush(ink on tip being transparent red plastic that lights up), and the sword you get from beating Orochi. Also an actual inventory with items from game.

Maybe the suit is a somewhat remodeled Ex-aid Vr Gamer suit, like the circuit patterns are now Crimson brush strokes, the upper body armor has the chest thing replaced with a mostly normal Rider chest screen, but actually replaced with Okami HD styled stats and hp bars and format. The head set would be a remodeled part meant to resemble Amaterasu design traits, but the back of the head would have a male warrior cut ponytail thing, but its Issun! Making him apart of the head armor would work with how he's usually on Ammy's head!

[boatem-probler]

I'm Watching Tokyo Soul So You Don't Have To!

You Are Here! / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9

So there's this 2015 Minecraft roleplay series that Grian was in. It's very bad and very, ah, dated, but it's also very full of Grian Angst, so people like to use it in their fanfiction.

A couple years ago, @paranoidpug watched every episode of the first season of this series, called Yandere High School, and wrote summaries of it, so people could learn what all those fanfics were referencing without having to actually watch the thing. They're very good summaries!

@sketchygainedyoursoul took over to do the second season, Tokyo Soul, but it seems like they never got past episode 8, so I've decided to take up the mantle of Tokyo Soul Chronicler. I know how it ends, and unfortunately it's like catnip to me, so this was inevitable really.

Also I'm starting from the beginning, because I'm using a different format and I wanted consistency I guess.

Content warnings for briefly mentioned violence, stalking, and uh... idk how to describe what's going on with Geode. Generally creepy behavior from an adult to a minor is broad enough I think. But in like, a mad scientist way? Yeah.

And Now... The Episodes Without Grian In Them

(I'm really selling this, huh...)

Episode 1 – New Beginning!

You are now sitting.

Sam, Taurtis, and Dom are in a train. They've just arrived in Tokyo. Sam told Taurtis they were going to Disneyland, because Taurtis doesn’t like big cities. Grian is not there.

Okami, their former teacher, has tasked them with navigating from the train station to a restaurant called “SushiWushi”. Let’s see how The Boys mess this one up!

They encounter a skeevy old man named Old Kurokuma outside the train station.

They get someone else named Igbar von Squid to show them the way to SushiWushi, but Sam wants to “mingle” by the dumpsters instead.

I’m now running the video back, because I want to see exactly how long it takes them to get to this restaurant.

Also Dom has the best outfit of the three.

“I’m starting to get spooked. Why’d you even come back here, Taurtis?” says Sam.

They encounter someone literally named “Suspicious Person” burning money in a fire, who offers them “sugar”. They jump over the fire to get away, with varying degrees of success.

“STOP DROP AND RICKROLL” – Dom

They do their “look both ways even though there are no moving cars in existence” bit. If I was Igbar I woulda just left them by this point. Igbar is visibly slumping.

The creepy old man is still following them, also.

They arrive at SushiWushi! It took them 10 minutes and 16 seconds (if my math is right). Honestly? I thought they wouldn’t be there before the episode was over, so good on them.

I’m obsessed with how their Minecraft avatars’ arms move when they’re sitting, by the way, it makes them look like a kid pretending to drive their parents’ car.

Sam and Taurtis both mention feeling uncomfortable around girls with knives.

Taurtis is arguing about pufferfish, Sam is trying to steal sushi from the next table over, Dom is… getting into a fistfight in the background?

Luckily, the person they were supposed to meet, Kiyu, arrives, and WHOA THEY HAVE A VOICE.

Kiyu begins showing them around.

Episode 2 – FIRST SCHOOL DAY!

Kiyu is bad with directions.

Old Kurokuma is STILL following them.

Kiyu shows them their house, they’re very excited about how fancy it is. Kiyu assures them that most of their stuff is there.

Dom is going to live in the dumpster outside apparently.

Kurokuma is outside their house now.

“We’re in the witness protection program, but I feel SO much more unsafe than we were before” – Taurtis. And from what I know it only gets worse!

The next morning, the boys attempt to make their way to school, but they don’t know where it is. They ask a student passing by, then decide to “jump ‘em” when they’re too shy to answer the question.

Taurtis, running over to a group of other students: “Can I hang out with you guys? Can you be my new friends?”

Sam asks Dom for a high five. Dom punches Sam. Sam dies. They continue walking to school.

Taurtis: “I miss our old school, I bet this one’s not even haunted.” Sam: “We could make it haunted!”

At school, they meet back up with Kiyu, who also goes there apparently, and she takes them to get their schedules from Señor Loro, who is wearing a luchador mask and what appears to be a Christmas sweater.

Señor Loro drops them through a trapdoor into a secret wrestling ring. They must wrestle him for their schedules, obviously.

Oh dang they actually have Four Whole Classes this time.

Episode 3 – TEACHER TORI!

On the way to their lockers, one of the other students, Greentama, who is wearing a One Punch Man outfit, one-punches them for jaywalking.

“There’s some weird stuff in these lockers.” – Kiyu

Their first class is with Teacher Tori, who is supposed to be Toriel from Undertale I think? She teaches Agriculture, apparently.

Creepy Man Update: He Is Still There

They go out to the courtyard to collect flowers. We learn that Kiyu avoids the sun.

We also learn that Señor Loro is the guidance counselor.

“Fish are just flowers that swim in the ocean.” – Taurtis

Their next class is Dr. Nurse MD’s Class of Not Dying!

Taurtis does not understand what witness protection is.

Dr. Nurse MD is teaching CPR. He asks for a volunteer from the audience. Taurtis gets volunteered. Dr. Nurse MD does not understand what CPR is. Somehow Taurtis survives.

By this, I mean that Dr. Nurse MD’s conception of CPR is: Choke the other person, and then throw stuff at them. Now pair up and try it on each other!

[Choked Out by The Mountain Goats playing in the background]

Episode 4 – DON’T DROWN!

Time for lunch!

One of the kids who was in Nurse MD’s class is stumbling around coughing up blood, it seems. Lovely.

Sam and Taurtis decide to eat lunch on the high diving board, where they witness someone almost drown.

Time for gym class! The PacerGram Fitness Test is a–

They do laps around the gym. Gym Teacher Helena loves pain, it seems. Also she has quite a bit of favoritism towards Kiyu.

The kid who was coughing up blood earlier is NOT looking good.

Episode 5 – CREEPY TEACHER!

Their last class is in classroom 12, which has a number 4 outside of the door, and also a gold key and a bottle of Mountain Dew. The floor inside is covered in mushrooms, and the teacher, Professor Geode Rocks, is sitting on a throne. He addresses his students as “subjects” and “my children”. There are chains hanging from the ceiling. The boys are very uncomfortable.

Geode calls the new kids to the front of the class and asks for their medical records. Also, every time he says someone’s name, he says it in all caps.

Taurtis starts listing out all of the physical trauma he’s suffered. Geode decides the three of them are “not good candidates”.

Geode gives them homework: Collect as much trash as possible. Extra points for blood, hair, and nails.

“Wait an Earth Second,” says Professor Geode, much like an Earthling would.

He starts sniffing Taurtis. Taurtis is “the one”. Now his plan can finally be a success. He pulls a hair out from Taurtis’s head. Taurtis does NOT like any of this. Even Sam is vocally weirded out. Geode starts yelling about world domination as the bell rings.

Sam: “We can’t go back, we’re in witness protection.” Taurtis: “I don’t feel protected here!”

Taurtis: “I’ve never felt so unsafe in my life.”

This school’s Yelp review is going to be real bad.

Sam: “This is for a class, Mr. Geode told us we had to get blood.” Señor Loro: “CLASSIC GEODE. He is eccentric.”

Creepy Man Update: Still.

I'm probably gonna do 1 school day per post from this point, it's a good way of breaking things up.

Next Time... Grian!