#Tenryu

[rodolfo9999]

2024年3月25日、サザンリンクスゴルフクラブでゴルフ。動画はあやうく前の組に打ち込みかけたところ。

[joearlikelikeswrestling]

[mha-ship-of-the-day]

The Ship of the Day is:

Ryuko Tsuchikawa (Pixie-Bob) x Tensei Iida (Ingenium)

[thedestinysunknown]

[im-here-too-i-guess]

Imperfect Perfection:

The basics of this au is that in the far past, before the kitsune trio was ever made. Before that thought even popped into Alaric's head, even.

Emperor Alaric, the most perfect, powerful being of the kitsune race ever to be born into existence, fell into conflict with the goddess Amaterasu.

No one knows the exact reason for their feud.

Some say it was because the goddess Amaterasu wanted the god unchained the heaven that could pose a threat to her to be subdued.

Others that that instead of subdued, she wanted him to be taught humility and kindness, to which the kitsune god saw no need for and took it as a slight againt him.

Some other people said it were a contest between the two, yet devolved into a feud.

Case in point, now one knew how it started. But they do know that whatever happened between the two, caused a battle said to shake the very ten realms themselves.

Later becoming a full blown war between the gods of heaven and the kitsunes under the emperors rule.

The battle was, quite honestly. Devastating in the extreme, both for the gods and the kitsunes.

Though far more for the latter than the former.

Kitsune's died in high numbers, with even Alaric himself feeling the strain of going up against the sun goddess herself. The first time they battled he lost his left arm.

The second time they battled he lost his eye.

The third, and final, time they battled. He lost most of his power.

The sun goddess knew if they were to fight again it would just keep going on and on, so she came up with a plan to take away most of the kitsune god's power.

The plan worked, with the once divine and perfect being reduced to nothing but a shell of his former self, a far, far weaker shell.

Even with the taking of his power, he was still strong, strong enough to fight gods, but nowhere near that overwhelming power he previously possessed.

Nowhere near enough to fight Amaterasu any longer.

And so, he admitted defeat.

The mental blow of losing his power hit him hard, one of the aspects that of which made him perfect, his power. Gone. His subjects, reduced to so few in number that it would be accurate to say they were near extinction. Gone.

He was no longer perfect, in his eyes at least.

So he locked himself away, denying the sun goddess' attempts to help him adjust to his state.

Him staying in the pocket dimension where time laid still, and enough light to make up for the drastic weakness he faced from his power loss. Was supposed to stay that way forever.

With him staying in self-isolation and occasionally granting any wish within his power that he got from the prayers of what few kitsune they were left.

Until one day, a lone heavenly dragon, one with pure white scales that glimmered a rainbow in the sun. Wandered the ruins of the kitsune capital, and then intruded upon the domain of what was once the elder god of perfection Alaric.

Both of their lives was changed that day.

(Bro how the fuck I said basics and it turned into THIS.)

@lulu-nightbon

[guiajapao]

Cachoeira Hataoribuchi

[jmeldog]

I started watching Shadowverse OG after being completely caught up on Flame, and I’m having lots of realizations about the difference between Hiro and Light

[orngbanana]

and what if i yurified him huh

[puroresu-musings]

LARIATOOOOOO!

[bonguri]

20240817 Southern Shinshu 5 by Bong Grit Via Flickr: 橋の下はこんな感じの通路のような遊歩道みたいになっています。横はフェンスなので景色が見えますが、下は不透明なので高いところが苦手なあたしも怖くはなかったです。 Photo taken at Tenryukyo-Ohashi bridge, Iida city, Nagano pref.

[rodolfo9999]

2024年3月24日、沖縄、サザンリンクスリゾートにお邪魔。

[joearlikelikeswrestling]

[brightersoul2]

Shadowverse Flame - episode 92

[im-here-too-i-guess]

Hey ya'll. My first time writing smut on tumblr woohoo!!

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Alaric landed on cloth, a small sound leaving him from his landing. He felt around it for a small moment, the softness reminding him of of a very distant, yet familiar gift given to him when he was younger by the 9.

He doesn't know what happened to that item.

Regardless, he tried to get up. Only for a hand to push his face back down into the cloth. Again.

This thing is very soft and fluffy, but that's neither here nor there.

"If this is your method to try and get me to sleep, it won't work- mh!" Alaric shivered, an unfamiliar sensation working its way from his tails to the rest of his body.

"I heard that kitsune tails were quite sensitive," Alaric could hear the pleasant smugness in his voice, the urge to smite him increased ever so little. "It's nice to see that holds the case for you as well."

Another shiver racked his body, this one far more violent as a scaled hand caressed the base the base of his tail. Tenryu's tail wasn't idle either, despite being a singular, it managed to wrap itself around more than one of his tails.

"Hope you don't mind," Another touch, another shiver. "But it is not often a dragon gets to interact with a kitsune in this way, so please indulge my curiosity."

Alaric would've killed him- or at least tried to, if not for that genuine curiosity in his voice.

Being Tenryu also helps.

Lol that's it. There's nothing more.

"Who knew even you could make such an expression~" Tenryu smirked, looking down at the blushing, moaning mess that became of his friend.

Sounds of flesh hitting flesh filled the area, Tenryu's hand keeping Alaric's arm from his face to preserve that last bit of dignity he had, as the other roamed his body.

Said person in question is laying on his back, his legs wrapped around the other's waist as his back arched, a moan escaping from his mouth as drool trailed down his chin while his eyes were rolled back.

If you told Tenryu he would be dicking down the emperor of the kitsunes in the far, far future. He would not have believed you.

But, as he slowly moved his hand over the other's chest, groping the flesh there.

Well.

He honesty wouldn't know how he got this far.

He leaned forward, his long, serpentine tongue leaving a slow trail of saliva all the way from the man's stomach, to his chest. Tenryu slowly dragged his tongue over to Alaric's nipple, swirling around it before gently biting it.

The reaction was immediate, Alaric's body jumped as much as it was able with regards to the rapid thrusting going on below, his eyes wide open, glazing over as they looked unseeingly upwards.

Tenryu noted that reaction down in a small corner of his mind. Retaining the information for the next time he would be able to do this.

It would probably be centuries, but it would be worth it to see him make such a face again.

His hand moved from the other's chest up to his lowered ears, beginning to stroke them as well, Alaric's body shivered under the stimulation, his mind completely unused to such foreign feelings of the flesh as he struggled to regain his composure.

He knew of such feelings, what from some books he used to read about the subject. But he never expected it to be so... intense.

Tenryu played around with the other's nipple for a bit more, before he leaned back. Looking a bit proud at the way it was puffed up and covered in spit. He leaned over for the other one too, doing the same as he did the other.

He then reached for the other's collarbone, digging his teeth into it until he could taste blood. He leaned back, his tail once more in a fight to wrap around Alaric's own as he leaned up towards his face, making sure he could see as he licked up the leftover blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Honestly, Alaric's blood might be the best he's ever tested.

His instincts were in full swing, watching Alaric's face as he tried to regain his composure. The glazed over eyes, the lowered ears that trembled with every touch, the way his mouth opened and closed in an attempt to steady himself and the small line of drool running down the corner of his mouth.

"No one but me will ever see you like this." Tenryu may have just been saying this because of the more, possessive, side of his instincts, but even the more logical side of him knew that to be the case.

No one but him would ever see Alaric in such a state, and that thought made Tenryu feel such a way he hasn't felt in a long, long time.

He interlocked Alaric's lips with his, dominating the man's tongue rather easily. His eyes gleamed with lust and possessiveness.

The night is still young, and even though this was supposed to send Alaric to sleep, well.

There's been a change of plans.

Tenryu blinked his eyes open slowly, his senses sluggishly returning to him as his mind became aware again. He yawned, reaching a hand up to rub his eyes before letting out a small sound of confusion as he felt a weight on it, he looked down, slowly registering the sight before he blushed.

The events of last night coming back to him isn't helping at all.

He looked down at Alaric's neck, seeing the bite mark still there. He quickly averted his eyes.

(The more bestial part of him preened at the sight of it.)

Well shit. He thought to himself, not actually that embarrassed about what he did last night. To be completely honest, he's pretty proud of it.

What he is concerned over however, is how the hell he would be able to hide the smell of coupling together from other dragon's. From humans and gods he would be able to pull it off, but dragon's have a very, extremely, good sense of smell.

He felt a slight shift from between his arms, causing him to look down to see Alaric huddling a bit closer to him.

Well, that could be a problem for-

He leaned up a bit, looking out the window to see it's nearing noon.

-tomorrow Tenryu to figure out.

He then laid back down, pulling up a blanket over the both of them and snuggling closer before releasing a small, content sigh.

"Alaric, my dear friend." Tenryu stared at his friend, eyeing the deep eye bags on the others face. "You need sleep."

"I do not." Alaric said with a straight face, focusing on his sculpting rather than Tenryu.

It was hard at first, before he realized he could use one of his tails to substitute his missing arm.

"Alaric," Tenryu sighed, exasperation claiming his tone. "Please."

"No."

Tenryu loves his friend, he really, truly does. But sometimes, he really, really wants to punch him in the face. Preferably not in his still remaining eye.

His tail flicks in irritation, the white scales glimmering rainbow in the light.

"Alaric." Tenryu didn't growl, but it was a near thing. "Go to sleep, or else."

"Oh? Or else what?" Alaric didn't stop sculpting, but he did raise an eyebrow. "You'll make me?"

Tenryu breathed in, then out. Reaching forward and grabbing Alaric's hand, using his other to take the unfinished sculpture from his tail and placing it down away from Alaric.

He glared into Alaric's eyes. "Go. To. Sleep."

Alaric leaned his head back, letting his hair fall over his face as he stared at Tenryu, mirth swimming in his single eye as a smirk slowly grew on his face. "Make. Me."

That was it.

"Oh I'll make you alright." Tenryu stood from his place, a hand reaching to take off his robe as he stood above Alaric.

Alaric himself doesn't understand, but he feels as if he may have done something he can't turn back from.

In the end, Alaric fell asleep, far to tired to stay awake any longer, even his stubbornness and pride couldn't help him.

He did curse Tenryu, the traitor, for not showing even a hint of remorse the following day. Even if he did help him out when he couldn't stand.

[jose92gt]

Shadowverse Flame 96

El poder todo Seventh Flame unido más que nunca las habilidades de los seguidores de sus amigos fueron clave para que Light superará la barrera de Wolfram, un grupo que creciendo y forjando gran vínculo, la victoria es de Light y compañía

Como era de esperarse Light no dejaría morir a Wolfram, todos sus amigos le ayudan una vez más para que este se impulse junto a dragnir y Laevatein Dragon y poco a poco las cosas están volviendo a la normalidad en la ciudad después de una difícil batalla

Además alteraron ciertos recuerdos de esta batalla a los que vieron excepto los que convivieron, dando entender como si los Seven Shadows hubieran salvado el mundo, interacciones hermanos Makabe llevándose mejor y Hiro y Luca conviviendo poco, León otra vez de viaje con los padres de Hiro

[jmeldog]

I so I was thinking about what if Light didn’t accept Wolfram’s offer in episode 1…

This started off as a joke but then I wanted to draw it. Lol. Visual novel Wolfram is now real and can hurt you