#WE ARE CLOSER AND CLOSER TO SEEING BABY INU

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BREAKING UP IN THE RAIN WITH TOKYO REVENGERS MEN

warning: unedited, angst angst angst baby

amihan's note: who hurt me? gege, isayama, & wakui no one. not a song inspo though i did listen to it on repeat while writing, happy reading!

mentioned charas: sano manjiro, kokonoi hajime, sanzu haruchiyo [that timeskip where mikey ended up in ph, bonten!koko&sanzu]

-sano manjiro

you stare at manjiro with no emotion, the rain pouring down as if nature sympathizes with you. meanwhile, the man in front of you simply smiles back at you, a smile that never reaches his eyes. the same damned smile you oh-so-despise.

a void behind his black eyes that's been staring back at yours ever since the day started, "don't smile like that," you say while clenching your jaw and diverting your gaze to anywhere but him. "tell me this is all a joke and we can go on with our day," you say in denial.

manjiro steps closer to you and cups your cheeks, he knows you too well, he knows what buttons to push, and what exactly he needs to do.

you have an inner struggle trying your best not to lean to his touch, failing not even seconds later, "ba- y/n, you have to accept it. it's not like how it used to be," he softly mutters, his thumb caressing your cheek on instinct.

you shake your head to him finally meeting eye to eye, "no, this is a cruel joke. baby, please tell me it is," he heaves a sigh, closing his eyes while leaning in, your foreheads touching, "i don't love you anymore, y/n."

the loud crackling sound of thunder accompanies your harsh shove of the raven-haired, the two of you not flinching even if it sounds petrifyingly nearby. with a trembling voice, you yell out, "liar!"

your other hand clenching by your side, manjiro fails to notice your tears that blended well with the rain if not for your chest heaving and soft sniffles. "that's not the real reason... say that again while looking at me in the eyes," you gulp the lump in your throat.

"or was it all a lie to begin with?" your question coming out barely above whisper, leaving a bad aftertaste.

-kokonoi hajime

hajime looks out the window. it's wet outside, puddles gather in parts of the street, the soft pitter-patter of the rain hitting the glass window sends the platinum-haired into a trance.

a sudden flash of memory brings him back. hajime spaces out while he mindlessly taps his fingers against the glass table, unaware of the glares thrown his way. it’s not like he gives a damn to his co-executives anyway.

"let's end it here," you say as soon as you two meet. hajime chuckles and reaches out for you, "come on now, don't joke around like that. haha you got me, come out now inu-" he halts his movements when he sees you dodging his touch.

"are you... are you really.." his breath hitching while pulling back his hand in fear of making you uncomfortable. "we're through, haji- kokonoi" you utter loud and clear, your sweet voice that he always craves now feels distant and cold.

hajime remains frozen in place, eyes wide in shock, "why?" is the only word he manages to whisper out, unable to let the situation sink in. instead of getting an answer, he's faced with your retreating back, leaving him behind with a lot of unanswered questions.

the universe seems to pity him as water starts pouring down the moment you fade out of his sight. kind of cliché, don't you think? well, hajime does.

his knees begin to give up and drop on the ground with his knees first. ignoring the dull pain, he looks up at the sky, the harsh drop of water blurring his vision together with his tears.

hajime brings his hands up to grip his shirt and let out a yell that echoes through the empty streets. scream where you can feel his pain and anguish.

a humorless laugh bubbles inside him. he leans forward, his hand hot on his eyes desperately trying to stop his tears from streaming down. with his forehead in contact with the ground, hajime's laughter soon turns into sobs.

a crumpled paper brings him back to present causing his head to whip in the direction it was thrown, there, he's greeted with ran's deep scowl. "stop that before i hit you myself," ran rolls his eyes and goes back to his paperwork.

hajime leans back on his swivel chair and merely mocks the man, spinning around to hide the tear that falls down his cheeks. the memory is still fresh in his mind as if it happened yesterday.

he did everything to reach out and get back in contact with you. in hopes to answer at least one of the many questions that left a heavy baggage on him.

-sanzu haruchiyo

you can see it. you can feel it. you're not a fool to ignore and not point out the obvious. haruchiyo jogs over the passenger seat, holding the door open for you. the whole date passed by as if it was a routine, both of you moving on auto-pilot instead of having a pleasant time.

the pink-haired leans in to kiss you a goodbye, you give him a tight smile while he raises a brow at you. haruchiyo shrugs it off and breaks the silence by saying, "i love you-" his words are cut off by your 'stop' signal.

"don't lie," you release a deep sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. that's the thing with haru, he easily declares words that should carry importance in them. the man shoves his hands inside his dress pants pockets, his eyes lingering on you.

opting to be straightforward, you continue, "i'm not blind. you know what i'm pertaining to," you hug yourself as the chilly wind bites your exposed skin. "i wanna make it work," the pink-haired's words barely above whisper.

nature seems to have another plan for the two of you, big blobs of water start going down on top of your heads. "i know.. but haru, if.." you take a deep breath, gathering all your courage to voice out your mind.

"i can't keep on holding onto something that's not there..." your voice cracking in the process, heart shattering into pieces as your mind wanders at endless possibilities of how the pink-haired man does not return your feelings.

the rain begin to pour down, leaving you two drenching wet moments later. you and haruchiyo remains still, not daring to move a single muscle. the man tries to reach out for you and parts his lips.

the same lips that have lies after lies slipping past it.

your hoarse voice cuts him off, haruchiyo feels a pang inside his chest while staring at your fragile frame, "haru, you can't expect me to continue a relationship where my significant other doesn't see me." you shake your head to him, "as much as it hurts to say it.. you don't love me. you don't, haru."

to which he shakes his head to, eyes soft and glassy, once again reaching out for you. to his dismay, you keep on backing away from his touch, "there was.." silent sobs give a brief interruption to your speech.

"i won't be denying that there were fireworks and sparks that surrounded the two of us.. but it faded as quickly as it surrounded us," you clench your fist, tears flowing freely down your cheeks. "let's end it, haru."

bonten's number 2 releases a sigh and clenches his jaw, upset by the outcome of this day and mostly to himself. "okay," his voice was uncharacteristically quiet and small. his quick agreement makes you look up.

you two may have broken up today but for haruchiyo, this wouldn’t mean it's the end of your story rather it’s just the beginning. the universe will surely find a way to make your paths cross each other again. he’s sure of it.

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Chapter 23: Home

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After 5 long years, your family finally moves to a new house. It’s bigger than the house Kiyoomi first lived in. Since you have kids now, so more rooms must be added. You don’t even know how your husband managed to find such a big house that is close to the city.

Kia is beyond excited to have her own room after 3 long years of sharing it with her younger siblings “Wow! My room is so big!” Kia says in awe, her eyes wandering her new room. She climbs up the bed and jumps on it, letting out a series of laughter every time the sole of feet recognize the springy feeling. “I love my bed! It’s big and it’s all mine!”

“Kia, be careful or you’ll fall,” Kiyoomi warns her. Done checking with Kia, he follows Mina and your family dog, Momo, inside her new room. “Do you like it?”

“Where’s Momo’s bed?” Mina asks as she looks around the room for the said thing. The Shiba Inu follows behind her like a loyal servant.

“I thought you wanted Momo to sleep beside you?” Kia’s eyes turn wide in joy as she runs to her father. She raises her arms so Kiyoomi bends down and she gives him a kiss on the cheek.

“Momo, give papa a kiss too!” Mina cheers and the dog jumps on Kiyoomi. He catches him with his hands and stretches his arms away from his body.

“We’re not close enough to be kissing,” Kiyoomi tells Momo and puts him down. Momo resembles his cousin, Komori, so Kiyoomi feels awkward showing affection towards him.

Kiyoomi leaves Mina to discover her room, which is very kid-friendly since that’s what he specifically asked the interior designer of the house when it was being built. He then heads to where you and the twins are. From your posture and way of speaking, it seems like you’re having an argument with your youngest children.

“What’s wrong?” Kiyoomi asks you, casually putting a hand on your hip and pulling you close to him. He eyes Kin and sees the scowl on his son’s face. Kiyoomi sticks his tongue out, childishly mocking him.

“Stop that. He’s your son,” you scold your husband and he stops making fun of Kin. “Kin and Mira wants to sleep in their rooms.”

“Then, let them? Does it really matter?” Kiyoomi answers and the twins nod, agreeing to his words.

“We’re big now!” They tell you in unison.

“You’re three and you don’t want to sleep with mama anymore?” You sigh in disappointment.

“Are you scared on your own mama?” Kin frowns and you nod dramatically. Kiyoomi gags at your acting and you nudge his side with your elbow. “Do you want Kin to stay with you?”

“She has me,” Kiyoomi butts in and Kin gives him an unamused gaze.

“You’re not even home most of the time...” Kin rebuts with confidence. Kiyoomi grimaces at his son’s words and you just laugh. “Right, Mira?”

“Right!” Mira just agrees to whatever her twin brother says.

“Listen to the kids, Omi,” you whisper to him and he rolls his eyes. “Please set up the table in the garden. It’s almost dinner time.” You kiss your husband’s cheek and then you hear Kin chant that he wants kisses too. You fulfill your son’s wishes before skipping happily to your new kitchen.

The three of them set up the table just like you requested, while the two older girls help you in the kitchen. “I’m cooking the meat now,” Kiyoomi tells you as he takes out the meat from the freezer. You hum and continue cooking the other dishes.

“Go help your papa set up the table,” you order Kia and Mina. They wipe their hands clean before going out to help their father.

Kin and Mira keep running back and forth from the kitchen to the garden as they carry one plate at a time. Kia and Mina are arranging the table cloth and wiping the benches clean. Momo is helping by making sure that no bugs or birds are landing on the plates and being cute of course.

“Do you want meat?” Kiyoomi asks his kids. They don’t answer him as they are too preoccupied with other things.

Kia hears him and answers, “I’m not in the mood to eat meat papa.”

“Momo, do you want meat?” The dog barks at his question and points his forefingers at him. “You’re my favorite child for a reason.”

“Why is Momo your favorite child? You said you’re not even close enough to kiss!” Mina pouts and glares at her father.

“Mama said favoritism is bad!” Kia reprimands her father, her hands on her hips. “We are your children! You should love us equally!”

“Right! Love us equally!” Mira echoes her sister’s words, putting her hands on her hips as well.

“I thought I was your favorite!” Kin complains and Kiyoomi’s eyes dart at him.

“You don’t even like me!” Kiyoomi complains back and Kin raises his forefinger up as if he’s going to make such a great point.

“But mama said you specifically asked for me, which means I am your favorite,” Kin explains and just when Kiyoomi is about to make a retorting statement, Mira shouts.

“Papa! The meat is burning!”

“Shit!” Kiyoomi curses as he tries to weaken the fire. The garden falls dead silent as his kids stare at him in disbelief and shock. Their father could curse? “What?”

“You said a bad word!” Kia gasps dramatically.

“Said a bad word!” Mira mimics Kia’s dramatic gasp.

“No I didn’t!” Kiyoomi tries to argue, attempting to sound believable.

“Papa, stop lying. Even Momo heard it...” Mina says in disappointment. The barks as if he’s agreeing to Mina.

“Remember when I said I’ll buy you a trampoline when we move houses?” Kiyoomi tries to change the topic so he can escape his children’s interrogation.

“Shit!” Kin says loudly, and as if on cue, you go out to the garden and hear your three year old son cuss with all of his heart.

“Sakusa Kiyoomi! How many times do I have to warn you about not cussing in front of the kids?!” Kiyoomi face palms and glares at Kin. The younger boy just shrugs and runs to help you with the dishes you are carrying.

Before dinner starts, you want to take a picture of your family for keepsake. Sadly, that isn’t easy to do with four kids.

Mira and Kin are fighting over who gets to sit on your lap, leading to the twins crying. Kia is restless and hungry and just wants the picture to be taken but her siblings are acting up, which leads to her acting up as well. Mina is shy and hiding behind Momo. Kiyoomi is trying his best to make the twins to settle down so he attempts to take Kin away from you, but the boy just grabs his hair and tugs on it quite harshly.

In the photos taken, you have no good ones as expected. Kia is frowning at all the pictures. In one picture she’s rolling her eyes in irritation. Mina’s face can’t be seen since she’s hiding behind your family dog. Kin is still grabbing Kiyoomi’s hair and scratching his face, holding whatever is close to him. Mira is wailing on your lap and is screaming ‘papa’ since she wants to be with Kiyoomi now. Meanwhile, you and Kiyoomi look so tired and haggard in the photos. The only one who looks good in the photos is Momo. The dog is just sitting and smiling with his tongue out. So much for just one family picture.

Dinner finally starts after that chaotic pictorial and you say your thanks before eating. Kiyoomi cuts the burnt steak he cooked into smaller pieces and attempts to give it to Kin. His son rejects it so Kiyoomi sighs and takes the meat out of his bowl.

“I’ll eat it!” Kia volunteers and lifts her bowl so Kiyoomi can put the meat in it.

“I thought you were not in the mood for meat?” Kiyoomi raises an eyebrow at her but gives her the beef anyways.

“I changed my mind,” Kia reasons.

No, she didn’t. Kia hasn’t changed her mind. She really doesn’t want to eat the steak but when she saw Kiyoomi’s sad expression because of Kin’s rejection, she felt bad for him. She can’t scold Kin about rejecting food yet since he’s young, but she has to show him that the food their parents are providing them is special

“It’s good papa,” Kia compliments her father. Kiyoomi smiles at her and he continues to cook meat. She eats what he gives her without complains. Seeing his sister eat with gusto, Kin asks for meat and eats it.

“Me too!” Mira gives her bowl to Kiyoomi which he gladly puts the sliced beef in. She happily eats it and even feeds her twin brother with it.

Kia watches her father’s face light up in satisfaction which makes her feel blissful.

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It’s 12AM and Kiyoomi feels a small hand tugging on his finger. He wakes up from the touch, and sees his son with an almost crying face. “Hi, buddy. Why are you up?”

“Want to sleep with you,” Kin answers, pulling his little blanket close to his chest. Kiyoomi’s heart softens. Kin may act like he hates his father, but deep down he wants his attention and affection too.

Seeing his son’s scared image, he jumps out of bed and picks him up. If Kin is scared, so must be Mira.“Okay. Let’s go get your sister first.” He walks to Mira’s room as quiet as possible so he doesn’t wake you or any of his daughters up.

Kiyoomi sees Mira’s door open so he quickly checks the room and doesn’t see her there. He hears murmurs from Kia’s room and also notices how Mina’s room is empty.

“Don’t be scared. Nee-chan is here!” Kiyoomi overhears Kia speak. He peeks at the small opening at the doorway and sights Kia putting Mina and Mira to bed. “Do you want me to tell you a story?”

“Yes...” Mira answers, shifting closer to Mina so they can cuddle. Momo is sleeping at the end of the bed, unbothered.

“We are going to have a new baby sister!” Kia confidently announces.

‘That’s not a story! That’s a gossip!’ Kiyoomi chuckles and then enters the room, which surprises his three daughters. “What are the three of you talking about that is keeping you awake at this?”

“Papa! Tell us a story!” Kia tries to hide their recent conversation, but her expression is giving it away. She looks like a deer that has been seen in the middle of the road. “Mina and Mira were scared so they went in my room to sleep.”

‘They’re still sleeping together in one room after all.’

“Okay. I’ll tell you a story. What kind of story do you want?” Kiyoomi gives in and sits on Kia’s bed. He puts Kin down on the bed and he snuggles close to his twin sister immediately.

“About you and mama!” Kia giggles as she joins in her other siblings.

“Again?” Kiyoomi raises an eyebrow at her. Kia loves hearing stories about the two of you. It puts her at ease.

Kiyoomi starts to share a random story about you and him during high school. Your first time meeting his family exactly. And midway, he hears his children snoring soundly so he stops speaking. He then notices Kia looking out her window.

“Go to sleep...” He tells her.

“Papa, I am so happy you’re my father,” Kia says out of nowhere, taking Kiyoomi aback. “I don’t think I would be this happy if you weren’t.”

“I’m happy you’re my daughter, too.” Kiyoomi kisses the top of her head and then smiles at her.

Kiyoomi is thankful.

Kiyoomi is very thankful that she is his daughter. If he didn’t meet Kia 5 years ago, he wouldn’t know where or who he’d be now. Having children changed him and probably made him a better person. He still can’t go on a crowd on his own, but if he’s with his kids, everything possible for him. Kiyoomi is willing to go out of his comfort zone if it means his children’s happiness.

Kiyoomi thankful that you gave him a chance to prove that he can be Kia’s father. Not just Kia, but also Mina, Mira and Kin. He knows how stressed you are with having to take care of 4 kids and him not being around most of the time, but you still stayed. You never gave up on motherhood, your children and him. He falls in love with you again and again every single day just for it. You are the best thing that has happened to him.

Kiyoomi is thankful that he has a house where you and your children are in. He doesn’t go home everyday but he knows that when he does, you’re there to welcome him. Kia is there caring for her younger siblings with you. Mina is there drawing on the living room, while her dog, Momo, sleeps on the couch. Mira is there running after her twin brother and making sure he doesn’t hurt himself. Kin is there watching everything you do because he loves you so much. You’re there raising your children with sincerity and love. You and your child are there waiting for him.

Kiyoomi is thankful that he gets to go home to where the five of you are.

Sakusa Kiyoomi is thankful that you’re his home.

“I’m also excited for my new baby sister,” Kia mentions again. Kiyoomi for sure knows you aren’t pregnant because if you are, you would be complaining about it again. Or are you hiding it from him?

“Did your mama tell you that?” He asks for assurance that this is only part of Kia’s imagination and random child babbles.

“No, but I’m sure that mama has our baby sister in her stomach.” Kia closes her eyes and hugs Mina who is beside her.

“Okay...” Kiyoomi lets it pass and slowly drifts back to sleep, too tired to go back to your room.

Morning comes and you wake up to an empty space beside you. “Kiyoomi must have gone jogging...” You yawn and stretch your arms up. It’s already 6AM but you don’t hear any of your children chant the word, “mama” so you stand up and check on them. The silence is too rare that it’s scaring you.

Mira’s, Kin’s and Mina’s rooms are empty so you get anxious. You’re telling yourself that maybe Kiyoomi brought them jogging with him so you’ll feel better, but your anxiety grows since you know that Kiyoomi will never bring the four of them with him. Momo goes out of Kia’s room so you run to it, in hopes that your children are all there.

They are, and your husband is also there.

Kia and Mina are tucked in Kiyoomi’s armpits. Their hands holding onto their father’s shirt. Mira’s face is flat laid flat on Kiyoomi’s stomach, but her body is on the bed. Kin is on his thighs, the small boy hugging the muscular leg. You let out a silent giggle at the cute sight in front of you.

And all that happiness fades when you suddenly feel lightheaded. The feeling of being nauseous hits you so you run to Kia’s bathroom, which wakes everyone in the room up.

“Babe, are you okay?” Kiyoomi asks you he shakes his kids off his body.

“See, papa? I told you mama has our baby sister in her stomach!” Kia states as she rubs her sleepy eyes.

“We’re having another child?!”

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...Izayoi whimpered underneath him, trembling—and when he bit into the cradle of her neck and shoulder, a wash of that intoxicating oil flooded his senses anew, sparking embers to light in his belly. He dragged his fangs across the planes and ridges of her elegant neck with a new zeal, sucking bruises into the softest points of her skin. When she tried to wriggle away, crying softly at his ministrations, his hands only clamped tighter down behind her. The heat in his groin only grew stiffer. He groaned into the fluttering pulse beneath his lips and hauled her hips up against his, encouraged by the way her leg hooked around him to keep him close.

With the fur-lined edges of her shimmering robes cascading down to pool in the joint of her hips, he slipped his hand beneath the delicate fabric, holding her tighter with the other when she tried, yet again, to shimmy away.

The beast roaring underneath his skin lunged to haul her even closer than before and she whined against her entrapment, buzzing beneath his palms as a shudder ran down his spine. He bent lower to leave more marks on the swell of her breasts, nudging her rosebud nipples with his tongue before rasping his tongue across them. She practically screamed.

“Is this what you do?” she breathed, grabbing the long hairs at the nape of his neck and holding on for dear life, even though her heart was pounding like a rabbit snared. “To them—is this what you do?”

Still red-eyed around gold irises, he looked up at her from between the valley of her swollen breasts, his hand smoothing plainly across the tender flesh of her inner thigh. Dipping lower, slower…

“To whom?” he growled. There was nothing left but growling in his current state.

Izayoi swallowed hard and exhaled a shuddering, weeping moan when his hand ran slick between her legs, parting her petals around his fingers to coax forth new wetness. It was clear she was struggling for thought—and Toga, in his cruelty, would give her no reprieve from her distractions.

“Izayoi.”

“If I were... your mistress,” she managed, and his mouth stilled over a fresh mark, hovering just above her skin. It gave her a brief moment of clear thought. “If I were your mistress, what would you do to me?”

Wrenching up to see her properly, he was accosted with the tantalizing sight of her spread out on his furs: Izayoi, bared to him through her clothing and not, sparkling like the nighttime stars; her parted lips gasping for breath, painted with a rouge that sent his senses soaring; the blush of her fawn skin beneath his rough hands, spreading fast across her cheeks and down to her chest. His senses heightened by the scented perfumes on her neck and wrists, she seemed to glow like the moon—and he wondered, for just a moment, if he’d misheard her.

“What did you say?”

Biting her lip, Izayoi tried to cover herself--only to find his hands clasped firmly around her wrists, pushing them to either side of her head.

“Tell me,” she breathed, and he realized he hadn’t heard her wrong at all, “what you would do?”

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“If you were my mistress…”

“...I would strip you bare in front of the others…”

“...And I would ride you there until you yielded. Until you knew nothing but me, even in the crowd. Until you were screaming my name—yes, just like that—and trembling where you stood…”

“...fully chastised. Fully penitent. Can you imagine, little mistress, how you might try to apologize?...”

“...on your knees—yes, like that, with your face up and your mouth open, hoping I might be kind enough, might be gracious enough to oblige you. Begging. Do you know how to beg?”

“...I’d teach you, in time, how to take me fully. And you’re already so good at it now…”

“...hold it—and yes, good girl. You’d take what you’re given. I’d teach you to thank me for it…”

“...Eager, are we? You’re learning. And fast learners earn fast rewards…”

“...I’d turn you in anyway I’d please. Until you were nothing but me. My mistress to be sweet, to be kind, to be obedient, and you’d learn to open your legs like a bitch in heat at merely a gesture. See? Just like that...”

“...it’s an honor to be taken. To be claimed. And a gift to be pleasured. How do you think you’d coax me to such generosity, hm? How would you, mistress, convince me to honor you and no others?...”

“...but…”

“...you’re not my mistress. You’re not my slut, to be ridden at my leisure. You’re my wife, Izayoi, and—-fuck, woman, you’ll be the end of me.”

[heyitsyn]

Nekoma!Manager!Male!Reader

a/n: never written male reader before but this was a funny request and i really do see the irony in this

anon request:  

absolutely LOVED your seijoh hcs! you said you wanted to do the other schools so i thought, how about nekoma but with a MALE manager bc it would be so ironic to have a male god as their manager rather than a goddess that they always talked about!! thank youuuuuuu!!!!!!!

yall the nekoma fanchant is literally stuck in my head

hehe uwu lets step on the pedal

ong jesus take the wheel pls

so basically,,,

being the nekoma manager is a MESS

lets say youre a second year and was only the manager bc you were begged into taking the job

like wouldnt leave you alone and pestered you 25/8, screaming about needing their own god manager

also just because, you are fairly popular and you have your own fanclub of girls in nekoma and they thought it would give them more exposure and more chances w girls :’)

tora was actually the first who came up to you and begged you to be their manager during class one day bc they are in need of one but they arent allowed to have a girl manager so he turned to having a handsome male

‘I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY IT HAS TO BE A BOY’

‘so you wont be all over him abd be distracted w showing off’

‘WHO ARE YOU TO QUESTION MY SE-’

‘tora, please’

initially, you refused bc you just couldnt be bothered to be part of a club where you basically babysit a bunch of overgrown children

but kenma, your childhood friend, was the team’s last attempt to get you in since kuroo mentioned that he was the only one you listened to

‘kenma, babie, i love you, but i am your friend, not your nanny. so unless i am paid, i will not waste my time taking care of of all of you. especially that chicken head’

‘y/n, yaku is on his last leg here. we really need a manager and we need it fast’

‘you went for years without one so why do you need it?’

‘we’re scared that nekomata would just drop dead any minute now’

‘yanno? im surprised hes even still alive with yall’

‘....... ill show your fangirls that picture of you when we were 5 when-’

‘okay, kenma. rude about the blackmail but okay. dont expect me to be the maid or anything’

nope, you were actually the maid

and the cook

and the nanny

and the laundry person

the everything

it baffles you that kuroo is about to graduate next year yet he still doesnt know the difference between fabric softener and detergent

the amount of times you sent him to pick up more and only to send him back when he ended up buying 2 softeners or 2 detergents

‘they all look the same!’

‘kuroo tetsuro cAN yOu NoT rEAd?!’

ngl i still mix them up sometimes

during matches, youre basically their mother, their nanny, and nekomata’s notetaker, and their personal cheerleader

naoi, the other coach guy, and coach nekomata has adopted you as a son bc of how hard you work and the less the burden is on them

like your notes about their playing percentages really works and helps them and added with the chores you do for the team?

godsend

also, lets put your popularity in here

you dress with a white shirt and zip up your red nekoma jacket with your red sweatpants so you look like one of the players, right?

but how come every time they have practice, youre the only one with the fangirls in the bleachers?

youre literally wearing the same thing as them yet youre the only one who gets looked at?!

even kuroo, who was quite good looking, doesnt have that many girls pining after him yet you, resident anti-tryhard, seems to get the female population to fall for you just by doing the simplest things like breathing

youd be doing normal things like using your whistle as you hold a clipboard and girls would be screeching at you 

‘omg m/n is so hot!’

‘hes just !!!! uuggghhhh’

‘siri how to be a whistle?’

i am uncomfortable with the energy we have created in the gym today

tora complains about it all the time bc first, they cant have a beautiful manager, two, they have a pretty boy who’s taking the attention away

‘SO NOT FAIR! M/N, TURN UGLY!’

you bonk him on the head in anger and threaten to quit all the time

‘say that again and you’ll be filling your own water bottles tomorrow’

but in truth though, the guys really do appreciate you and everything you do

they know that you balance them with your personal life and classes and still make time to do their laundry and make them food

so they have started easing off the burden and weight off of your shoulders

at first, you were very suspicious when they told you that they already filled their water bottles

‘huh? i didnt think you even knew where the water fountain was’

‘wym weve been doing this for years’

-kuroo

then, you heard kuroo tell the others to put their sweaty jerseys in the basket in the corner of the room and for the last person to carry it to the laundromat

‘um, sir, we dont want to have another pink jersey disaster again’

you stopped inuoka from lugging the basket but he shook his head and gave you a wide grin

‘nope, m/n-senpai! i’ll carry it for you! i’m strong, see?’

he flexed his right arm muscle while holding the basket with one hand but it was too heavy so it fell to the ground, spilling out all the practice jerseys

you sighed before bending down to pick them up and babie inuoka’s eyes watered, thinking you were mad at him

‘gomen, senpai’

he whispered but you looked up at him from your position

his watery eyes made you frantically stand up and wipe his tears with the pads of your thumbs

‘inu-kun, why are you crying? you said you were strong right? dont cry over silly things, okay?’

he nodded and you were still confused as to why he was so emotional but you patted his fluffy hair 

‘now cmon, lets go take these to the shop’

unbeknownst to you, the team was actually seething from behind the wall

naturally, as a,,, manager,, you became their,,, energy?? 

like the slightest affections from you made their health bar increase tenfold and they didnt necessarily have any intentions towards you

you were like,,, their own,,,, happy drug?? like a human seratonin??

just the fact that they had someone like you to fall back on and give them love when they lost or something

it was comforting

usually it was just the team’s responsibility to throw away their own sadness and comfort each other

but with you,,,

they could easily cry with no fear and you would comfort them until they didnt need to be comforted anymore

eventually, they ended up straight out competing against each other on who would get the most affection

clearly, inuoka used his first year card and everyone knew you were soft for your kouhais

like you would just grab them and hug them because of how cute they were

uwu especially lev?! 

he may be a giant but hes just a really REALLY REALLY BIG CAT

;)

LEV LIVES TO HUG YOU

like the mans is beanstalk level of height and despite the age difference, he just picks you up and cuddles you and youre just like ‘okay, let it out babie’

DKSFJSLD ANYWAYS

you are always a hot topic w all the students in nekoma and even some in other schools

like during training camp, bro you making everyone question their sexuality

omg akaashi and you are probably the prettiest people there and can i just say how everyone cant focus on a practice match bc youd be laughing together or something and they havent heard anything so beautiful??

and the kitties get really defensive over you and hiss at anyone who even tries to approach you

hiss hiss

DKJFSLKDFJDWHAT IF EVERYONE IN THE TEAM IS BI

OMG WHAT

like the little touches from you make them so red and confident gays like kuroo and bokuto call you out on them and tease you 

while the quiet ones like akaashi and kenma are just blushing and stutter and you tease them instead?

*inhale* BOI *exhale*

the uke and seme dynamic is real on this one

however, there are times when the turned tables

there was that one day that you were seriously questioning if bokuto wore leggings or just really high knee pads and you cornered him after baths to just figure it out

like our poor confident boi turned to a shy babie and shrunk against the wall, covering his red face

‘y-y/n-kun’

‘bo-san, i just want to know’

DKFSJLKDFJFJSDKIM DYING OVER HERE LIKE PLEASE I DONT OWN Y/N

after seeing the smidge of skin at the top of the kneepad, you nodded and brushed your fingertips over the flesh

‘hmm~ so i was right~’

FROM THEN ON POOR BABIE OWL COULDNT LOOK AT YOU THE SAME!!!!!!

it worried everyone so much when bokuto would glance at you in the sidelines and he would competely miss akaashi’s set bc his eyes would focus on you rather than the ball

like he absolutely couldnt take his eyes off of you and when you do turn to meet his eyes, he shrinks back and looks away, completely missing your amused smirk

now, your kitties werent happy about that

theyre very protective of you and they felt that this owl could snatch you right up and fly away

and kuroo, being the captain and the head of the familia, took it upon himself and dragged you to the back of the gym while the others were practicing

kurat pushed you against the wall and basically kabedonned you

KUROO IS LIKE 6′2 OR 190 CM I CANT

‘you seem close with bokuto, l/n. almost, too,, close’

an amused smirk etched itself on your lips and you pressed a hand on his chest

‘oya~? captain-san, am i being punished?’

SFDKLFSJKLDFJL SIR Y/N IS SUPPOSED TO RADIATE SEME ENERGY BUT HE ISNT AND I CANNOT-

ofc he was taken aback by your flirty attitude but he smirked and softly brushed away your bangs that slightly covered your eyes

‘hmm~~ depends, y/n-kun. are you going to be a good kitty and stay with the clowder? or are you going to stay with those pesky chickens~?’

DKFLSJDKFJSL BRO DID YOU KNOW A GROUP OF CATS IS CALLED A CLOWDER?! I DIDNT EVEN KNOW THAT BUT I HAVE A FEELING KUROO WOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT BC HE BIG BRAIN

you chuckled and gently wrapped your arms around his shoulders

but your hand grabbed the hair at the back of his head and harshly pulled him to be closer to you

your eyes blinked innocently but your sharp teeth were shown from your malicious grin

‘ive always been a bad kitty, captain. so i dont care what you say because you cant tell me what to do~’

👀👀👀👀

imagine what happens next bc i cant write something unholy

anyways

so you learned that tetsu CAN in fact tell you what to do and you avoided everyone else which caused them to wonder but one look at your neck

well,,,,,

you got attacked by a cat 

a cat named tetsu

SKDFLJSDKFJSLKUROO IS THE ONLY SEME YOU CLASH WITH

THE OTHERS ARE ALL UKE

EVEN BEEFY BUFF CAKE BOI BO

but you toned it down to not be attacked again

ngl the whole team was all jealous and they even whined to kuroo about it

‘thats not fair!!!!’

‘stop abusing your role as captain!!!!’

they hated the fact that kuroo got you first so they all rally over to keep you away from him

like baby kenma would nudge you over and bring him to sit next to you, saying he needs you to help him with a certain level

‘kenny, im not sure how to play this game’

‘hmm,,,, youre a quick learner, y/n, and youre really quick with your fingers so you could pass to the next level’

*insert lenny face*

‘oya? and you would know how, kenny?’

and baby kenny would fluster a little before glomping to your side and burying his face into your shoulder to hide away

OR

the first years would absolutely use their kouhai priviledges and bring you over to help them with ‘homework’

‘you guys realize i passed because kuroo would beat me into studying right?’

‘but senpai! you mustve learned a thing or two in your classes!’

‘bold of you to assume i was even awake in my classes’

but they still make you spend hours trying to help them which turn into just messing around 

KSDLFJSDKFJD MOVIE NIGHTS YOU GUYS THATS IT!!

there isnt really a single calm moment in your guys’ practice

poor you have already started seeing lot of gray hairs

you literally decline every single confession just because youre too busy for a date and you cant handle having to take care of another person

its like youre dating the whole team!!

soon the entire school have just accepted the fact that you are just simply not in the market anymore just because you joined the club

not because youre actually taken by a girlfriend but youre taken by a bunch of teenage males

imagine how that works out

anyways

youre not really the best volleyball player out there but you know a thing or two

well,,, its more like your stamina doesnt allow you to play long bc a single lap literally destroys your lungs

but you still know when yaku complains about having a shaky receive

‘oh, momo-senpai, youre bending your knees too low so gravity is pushing down on your-’

ugh chemistry i hate it

despite your lack of athletic or physical skills, they still appreciate you for your keen eyes, your caring nature, and your overall looks that give them motivation to play harder to impress you personality :)

all the boys love you

and tbh

you love your boys too

even though it was a blackmail caused event,

you still would’ve joined otherwise

this is kinda short but its going to be longer if i find some plots or somebody asks for a plotline that i can write about for a long time

anyways

byeeeee :)))))

a/n: this isnt exactly the best manager one ive written but ill probably find a good prompt for this or again as stated ^^ someone sends in an ask for it and ill write a story for our favorite male manager :’D

[raibebe]

Dive in deep to you

Genre: smut Words: 2.659 Prompt: Vampire Changkyun + “I’m no good for you but I can’t stay away” Warnings: blood, messy smut

A/N: This is not exactly the phrase you looked for but this is what I came up with one Saturday morning and wrote basically in one sitting. Big thank you to @min-inu​ for the moodboard! Let’s hope I fixed the post after tumblr ate all of it. 

Vampire: A living corpse that drinks blood of the living by biting their necks with long, pointed canine teeth to quench their never ending thirst.

“Fuck, Changkyun,” you groaned when he picked you up beneath your thighs with superhuman strength, his fingers surely bruising your thighs, and crashed your lips together in a kiss that was more tongue and spit than anything else. Your back roughly collided with the door of your apartment that you had just unlocked, knocking the breath out of you. “Sorry,” your lover said, burying his face in your neck so he could suck dark bruises onto the skin. You could feel his fangs rake over your skin just where your blood pulsated through your veins, making you shiver. But he never bit down, not in all the weeks you had hooked up; instead he left purple bruises next to the ones that were already fading, tearing a moan from your throat.

“Get us to the bedroom at least,” you spoke breathlessly when he started rutting against you like a horny teenager. “I could take you right here, no problem with that,” he argued, “Think about how deep I’d fuck you.” “Changkyun you’re not fucking me in the hallway,” you groaned, twisting your hands in his bleached hair to pull him from your neck to connect your lips again. When you broke the kiss, you were panting hard and Changkyun’s crimson eyes were blown wide, a small string of spit connecting your lips. “Bedroom. Now,” you demanded, kicking your feet against his backside. “Be nice or I’ll drop you,” he grumbled but followed your orders. The way to your bedroom was familiar to him after you had walked it countless times in the past weeks ever since you first hooked up with him after a drunken night out with your friends.

That night you didn’t even notice what kind of creature he was until he had you spread out beneath him and his ice-cold fingers had made you shiver. He had asked if you were scared of him and until this day you didn’t know why you told him that you weren’t. It must have been the alcohol coursing through your system that night but even after you had started to hook up in a somewhat sober state you still weren’t scared of him. Even when he looked at you from his crimson eyes and with elongated fangs, his control to hide his vampiristic features slipping, like he wanted to devour you, you were never scared that he would actually harm you.

“Why do you always close all doors?” Changkyun groaned, his vampric nature making it impossible for him to pass the threshold like that. You just giggled, twisting your body to open the door to your bedroom for him. “It’s nice to see that such a strong man like you still has his weaknesses even if it’s something simple like a closed door.” “How about you shut that smart mouth of yours,” he growled. “Try me,” you challenged him and he forcefully connected your lips again, wasting no time to lick into your mouth. You couldn’t help but feel proud that his control already seemed to slip, his fangs already sharpening.

He broke the bruising kiss to unceremoniously throw you down on your mattress, making you jump up and down a few times. “Impatient aren’t we?” You giggled. “I can smell you feel the same,” the vampire smirked, unbuttoning his silk blouse button after button, revealing the perfectly pale skin of his chest and abdomen. Throwing the garment off of his strong shoulders, he quickly popped the button of his jeans, slipping out of them. “Like what you see?” He grinned, shamelessly palming himself over the dark fabric of his briefs. “Yeah, but I’d rather have it right here,” you admitted, letting your legs fall open to expose your glistening core to him, fighting back the heat that crept into your face. Going commando beneath your short dress might have not been the smartest idea you had ever had, but the way your lover stopped mid stroke and went completely still was worth it.

Changkyun growled deep in his chest, a dark and threatening sound, reminding you that he still was a dangerous creature. Within the blink of an eye, he had grabbed the neckline of your dress and the next thing you heard was the sound of the fabric tearing when he ripped your dress neatly down the front to expose your body for him. “I liked that dress,” you gasped when the cold air of the room met your heated skin, making your nipples perk up. “I’ll buy you a new one,” the vampire promised, his crimson eyes fixed to your exposed boobs, “You haven’t been wearing any underwear this entire time?” “No,” you breathed, shivering beneath his smoldering gaze. “You’re so naughty,” he said before attaching his lips to one of your breasts, sucking and gently biting on the sensitive nub. A curse left your lips and you threaded your fingers into his bleached hair, arching your back into his touch. While one hand was massaging your other boob, he let his other hand trail down your body, leaving goosebumps in its way, before he dragged his finger through your folds, spreading the wetness that had leaked from your core. “You’re already so wet for me baby,” he rasped, “Did you miss me?” “You wish,” you gasped, trying to labor your breathing. A wide grin spread over Changkyun’s lips, your heartbeat was betraying your words. “One day I’ll get you to admit it,” he promised before he slowly sank a finger into you, making you gasp. “Another one,” you demanded. “Someone is impatient today,” he chuckled but followed your command, his fingers stretching your inner walls when he began to move them; always just barely grazing your sweet spot and driving you crazy all while he continued to suck marks all over your torso. “Please,” you gasped, moving your hips to meet his lazy thrusts. “You’re desperate already?” He chuckled, withdrawing his fingers to draw circles around your clit instead. Your legs instinctively tried to close around where he kneeled between your legs but he forced them back open, slapping the inside of your thigh. “Be good,” he grumbled, leaning down to capture your lips in a bruising kiss.

You couldn’t help yourself to moan into his mouth when he finally began to finger you in earnest, crooking his long fingers to stimulate your sweet spot in a way that made you see stars. No other lover you ever had could make you feel this way. But Changkyun had the advantage of time on his side and must have already slept with more women than you could probably count. The thought made a pang of jealously shoot through you but it was washed away just as quick as it came when he flicked his wrist just right, making your thighs tremble. You cursed again, throwing your head back and moaning unashamed. You could feel your orgasm building in your stomach but this wasn’t how you wanted to cum and the feeling of Changkyun’s hard cock rutting against your body made you dizzy with want. “Need you inside of me,” you whined. “Yeah? Are my fingers not enough for you? Need my cock to cum?” He teased you, dragging his fingers through the mess that you had made of yourself, spreading your wetness even further.

“Please,” you begged and that seemed to do the trick. The vampire growled again, quickly getting rid of his underwear, pumping his flushed cock a couple of times before he slapped it onto your core a couple of times, letting the lewd sound fill the quiet of the room. “Don’t tease me,” you whined, trying to close your legs around him to pull him closer but he wasn’t budging a single bit, watching the way his cock was slipping through your folds with ease, the head rubbing against your sensitive clit. “Changkyun please,” you whined again when the head of his cock had briefly slipped into your core but the vampire had immediately pulled back to grind against you again. “I love it when you beg for me,” he confessed, leaning down to capture your lips in a quick kiss, “One day I’ll teach you some patience.” “Not all of us have eternity to wait for some dick,” you grumbled, making him chuckle. “Alright my little pillow princess,” he grinned, “I shall not make my dearest wait any longer.”

“Oh, I love it when you talk like you’re from-“ The words of mockery were punched out of you when your lover thrust into you, bottoming out in one smooth motion thanks to how ridiculously turned on you were. “I’m sorry, I didn’t quite get what you were saying,” he chuckled, grinding his cock deep inside of you with smooth movements from his hips while keeping your thighs in an iron grip so you couldn’t shy away. “Changkyun, I, fuck,” you stuttered, gripping a fistful of sheets to ground yourself. “Tell me to stop if it’s too much,” he whispered just like every time and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips that without fail made your heart skip a beat. You swore he must have heard it but chose to ignore it. “I can take it,” you promised, your gaze finding his dark crimson eyes.

“We’ll see about that,” he chuckled before pulling back his hips until only the head of his cock remained inside you before languidly sliding right back into you, letting you feel every inch of his length. “Fuck you’re so big,” you breathed when he repeated the motion, only barely picking up his pace. “You sure know how to flatter a man,” the vampire chuckled breathlessly, slowly rocking into you. “Please Changkyun, fuck me like you mean it,” you begged, hooking your legs behind his back to pull him closer. “Patience, dear,” he whispered, burying his cock inside you in one quick movement that punched all air from your lungs. “Is that what you want?” He asked, repeating the motion so your bodies collided in a lewd slapping noise. With every stroke you felt your brain cells leave your body, your world crumbling down until it only consisted of you and Changkyun. “I asked a question, sweetheart,” he repeated, snapping his hips to punctuate every word. “Please,” you whimpered, surprised by how wrecked you already sounded. “Oh baby, you’re too good for me,” he mused, tenderly cupping your face. You turned your head to kiss the inside of his wrist where his tattoo was fading yet again, his own body working to make the ink disappear. “Ruin me,” you whispered, looking straight into his crimson eyes. “With my greatest pleasure,” he replied, caging you against the mattress with his muscled body, your head bracketed between his arms.

This time when he pulled back his hips, he didn’t waste any time to thrust back right into you, setting a quick rhythm that had your head spinning. Moans after moans spilled from your lips that Changkyun eagerly swallowed with deep kisses. Only when he angled his hips differently and nailed your sweet spot, you had to part from his lips to get enough air into your lungs, your hands gripping his back tightly without your nails ever breaking the skin. But you knew he could feel them digging into his skin, tearing a growl from him. The pain only further spurred him on, pulling back further to fuck into you more vigorously, tearing broken mewls from your spit slicked lips and making you trash beneath him. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed, not even a single bit out of breath before he nudged your head back again so mouth at your jaw and neck, pressing his tongue into the bruises he had left earlier, making sparks of pleasure shoot through you. When his fangs raked against your sensitive skin again, you swore you could feel the blood rushing just beneath the surface. “Please don’t stop, I’m so close” you moaned, desperately holding onto your lover, afraid you would just float away from all the pleasure clouding your mind. You felt his chuckle more than you could hear it and the way his fangs dragged across your skin made you lose your mind.

“Bite me,” you blurted out causing Changkyun to lose his rhythm. He stilled inside of you and you mewled in disappointment, your orgasm slipping out from beneath you. “Are you sure?” The vampire spoke into the skin of your neck. “Do it,” you panted, gripping his bleached strands of hair at the back of his neck, “I trust you.” A deep rumble resonated from his chest and he began to slowly move his hips again, dragging his length against your velvety walls and pressing it tightly against your sweet spot. “You’re too good for me,” he mumbled before dragging his teeth along the vein in your neck, “Relax.”

He ground down into you again, his public bone putting sweet pressure on your clit. Your moan of his name got stuck in your throat when you felt his teeth finally break your skin, the piercing pain shooting through your body. But as soon as you felt Changkyun swallow a mouthful of your blood, it seemed to vanish, being replaced by white, hot pleasure that seemed to course through you instead. It felt like he was exchanging your blood for the sweetest drug you had ever tasted. Your body was twisting and trashing beneath him, desperate to find your release. You didn’t even realize that he had stopped feeding from you when he started to almost erratically kicking his hips again, chasing his own high. “Come with me,” he groaned, fucking into you with abandon before his body went absolutely still and the most beautiful deep moan of your name spilled past his lips as he came deep inside you. That sight was enough to push you over the edge as well and you had to screw your eyes shut, millions of colors dancing behind your lids as your body shook through your orgasm, drenching the sheets beneath you in your release.

For a while both of you stayed still, coming down from your respective highs. While Changkyun was staring at you from blown eyes you had yours still shut, trying to take deep breaths to calm down your furiously beating heart and your shaking legs. “Careful,” he whispered when he pulled out his softening cock and you could feel how his release started to leak from your core. Without another word he pulled you into an embrace, lapping at the wound in your neck to coax it to stitch itself back together. “That was intense,” you laughed breathlessly when the vampire had pulled back again, trying to fix your messy mop of hair. “Thank you,” he spoke softly, pressing a kiss to the healed wound. “I feel like I should thank you,” you whispered, “That was the most intense orgasm I ever had in my entire life.”

Changkyun hummed and pulled you close to his unbeating heart. “Humans sometimes can feel great pleasure from letting a vampire feed on them.” “Why have you never done it before?” “You didn’t ask for it,” he simply said, “It doesn’t show good manners to just bite your lover.” You made an affirmative noise, cuddling closer to him, tangling your legs together, yet again noticing that he hadn’t even broken a sweat through all of this.

“We can’t keep hooking up like this, I’m not good for you,” he whispered into your hair after a while. “Stop saying that,” you murmured, “The heart wants what the heart wants.” “I don’t have a heart.” “You do, it’s just not beating anymore.” For a while the silence between you two stretched on, both of you lost in your own thoughts. “Hold me until I fall asleep?” You asked when you felt your eyes droop. “Sure,” Changkyun promised, tightening his strong arms around you, and somehow you didn’t even miss the warmth a body usually gave off.

[thunderpot]

And here we go! @lemonlushff Birthday Minigame did it with just 10mins left PHEW! Since it’s Lemon’s day, everyone gets a present: 

Let’s get this baby NAKID! 

This will be short, so every 100 notes you get a new inu version that’s closer to  the goods we actually wanna see.

Enjoy! :*

[theravencawsatmidnight]

Pink Chains

Part Seven.

Kyotani owns a grunge /punk apparel shop after leaving the Sendai Frogs after a incident with the Black Jackals. He designs his own clothes and hires Oikawa & Iwaizumi as his employees. Everything goes smoothly for awhile, till you walk in; pink dress, big smile , and bubbly personality. His whole life stops in that moment. 

Tags. @galagcica @haikyuu-but-low-iq @mocha-babes @derpeedoo @kayisweird @kozushiki @lunebabie

The ride back into the city was quiet; the only sounds were the crying kitten on your lap and Kyotanis music. No one was saying anything and Kyotani did not have his hand on your thigh, you were staring down at the kitten watching it wobble around on your lap trying to balance itself out. It was a brown cat with a white creamy head and back. Looked to be male, too.

You tucked the kitten closer to you watching it shine under the street lights then go dark then go light again. Kyotani was focusing on driving, his knuckles hurt and he could feel the irritation in his lip where Bokuto punched him. He was so goddamn angry at everything right now; he just wanted to give you a nice day after the shitty morning and day at school you had, he just wanted to see that smile on your face that he loved so much, that happy look that was just for him. He was going to end the night at his house with you in his arms watching whatever movie you wanted…

But everything changed so fast… too fast. He hated himself. What would have happened if he punched you? If he did not see you come between him and Bokuto? How bad would he have hurt you? ...it all hurt him right in his heart…

*

Kyotani pulled up to your apartment and helped you bring the things in from the zoo. You sat down on the ground by Mohas cat hut looking in with the kitten on your lap.

“Mocha.. I .. brought you a friend..” you said, breath shaky.

Kyotani could only watch, he wanted to console you so bad. Tell you its okay now, but he was not sure if he should even go over to you, or say your name.

Mocha emerged from her hut to see you and the kitten, you set the scared animal down and pet Mocha. “His name is Machi, short for Macchiato , hes your new friend okay?”

Mocha sniffed Machi and lightly grabbed at its neck dragging the kitten inside it. You sighed, relieved, Mocha could take it from here.

You got up to see Kyotani sitting at your table with his hands in his hair, elbows on his knees staring at the ground.

“Kyo..”

He didn't move.

Slowly you dropped to your knees again to fit between his legs so you could see him.

“Kyo i wanna go to your house….”

You blinked when his tears hit your face, his lip was fumbling and his nails were digging into his hair. You laid your head on his thigh talking very calmly.

“I enjoyed my day with you so much, ive never seen a lion before. They are so fluffy huh? I bet its fun to brush the males crazy hair. The wolves liked you too huh? Did you notice that?” you rubbed his leg soothingly feeling it twitch under you. “I bet they will remember you, especially the one who stared at you. I really liked the red pandas. I still cant believe you set that up. Just for me. Did you see them flop around? They are such silly creatures.”

Kyotanis left hand fell to weave itself into your hair to hold your head.

“I had a very nice day with you Kyo. What happened does not change that. Promise. You said yourself you wanna talk it out with Bokuto. When you do youll be friends. I know you can do it. Your my Kyo you can do anything.”

Kyotani choked out a heavy breath, it felt like he was holding everything in just to listen and focus on you. He pulled you up to press his forehead against yours. He had a very shaky and nervous voice.

“I-i-i-i… i kno-ow,, Sweetie.”

*

Kyo had indeed brought you to his house and you were very happy to be there, you were curious about this surprise he had mentioned and Kyo refused to say anything more on it.

It was a very nice big house. A fenced in yard with a even bigger garage.

You got out of the car watching the gate close behind you and Kyotani pulled you in for a hug from behind burying his nose in your neck holding you for a minute. Just taking it in, you were so special to him. You were the one for him, he knew it. And he was never letting go.

“Ready sweetie?”

“Yes yes !!!” you turned to give him a kiss and he sighed wiping the blood off your lips.

“Sweetie let me wash up first” he told you, taking your hand and going into home from the garage, the door sliding down on its own sealing the garage up.

“Be quick ab-”

A lot.. Of barking could be heard, a lot..

You hugged Kyotanis arm, squeezing it. “Puppies?!!!”

“Oi quiet down its 9 at night!!! King stop it!!!”

“Is that iwaizumi?” you asked him.

“Yep.” he took you up the stairs and opened the door to his living room.

A large all black german shepherd was barreling towards you barking its head off, it was deafening. Behind him was a yellow Shiba inu trying to bark equally as loud but he was not as big, next was a skinny tan pit bull barking low, his little tail wagging very fast.

“ BABIES!!!!” instantly you dropped down and the dogs tackled you with kisses and wagging tails. Your laughing was music to Kyotanis ears, god it helped so much.

Kyotani stepped over his dogs to go see Iwaizumi who was holding a white pomeranian. He pet it and instantly Iwaizumi could tell his friend had gotten in a fight. He did not say anything, just gave his rough looking friend a look. Kyotani shook his head looking back at you, you were standing now and petting all the dogs with a excited face.

“The big one is King, the shepherd. The Inu is Rex, the skinny one is Chicken Legs, hes a rescue,” he told you.

“And this is Mango! My lil baby” Iwaizimi said, holding the happy dog up .

“More babies!!” you gave each dog a nose kiss and hurried over to greet the happy snowball of a dog in Iwais arms. “So cute! All so cute!”

“Sweetie, my room is upstairs, go find something to change into okay? Ill be up in a minute”

“Kay! Iwaizumi Kyo has something hes gotta tell you!” you told him, all huffy.

“Oh yeah?” he teased putting the dog down .

All four dogs followed you up the stairs and Kyo shook his head knowing he would have to kick them out after he got up there.

As soon as they hear the door shut Iwai crossed his arms over his chest dipping his head at his friend taking in his cut lip and bloody knuckles. Kyotani sat down after grabbing a wet cloth and explained while he cleaned up.

“Seriously? “

“I dont even care that he showed up, i almost fuckin hit her.”

“Punched, is the correct word” his friend said sitting down with him. “What happened next?”

Kyotani shrugged, squeezing the towel for a second. “I broke down, i had accepted im a monster and that she was gonna run off leaving me. But instead she got on that dirty ground with me to yell at me and give me a talking to.” he wiped his knuckles, one by one. “She thought i started it but Bokuto spoke up, i told him to get in touch with Yahaba and then we left..”

“Christ..”

“Iwaizumi i dont know how shes still with me”

“I dont either. But shes special Kyotani, thats more than obvious now.”

“I want to move on from that day, that tourney. Everything, and start a life with her.”

“Well Yahaba will want this cleared up pretty soon so expect that in the morning, you know how he operates”

“Mhm,” Kyotani got up rubbing his face with the towel. “Ill see you tomorrow Iwaizumi, Oikawa is opening right?”

“Yep, lets hope he remembers how”

“God..”

*

Kyotani went up the stairs to see you in one of his old jerseys with no pants on with all the dogs sitting with you on the floor wagging their tails. You were petting each one and telling each one something special about them.

Kyotani put his hands on his hips whistling, alerting the dogs.

“Cmon now.” he motioned for the stairs.

The dogs pouted and you giggled getting up to sit on the bed criss cross. All the dogs went to Kyotani and he moved to the side. “Out, out out, “ he told them walking behind them. Each dog flopped down the steps except for Chicken Legs, he was whimpering and giving Kyotani a nervous look.

“Scared to go down still?” he crouched down picking up the dog. “ okay okay,” Kyotani brought the dog downstairs and gave it a gentle hug. “Go get some sleep, she will be here in the morning.” He made sure Chicken Legs made it into the dogs room before going back upstairs, closing his door with a sigh. Kyos room was full of posters, trophies, and jerseys. He had a desk with an expensive laptop sitting on it and a little picture bored next to it with pictures of him and lal of his volleyball friends. His bed was very big, a King size maybe. It was across from a big screen tv that sat next to the wall.

“Kyo…”

He looked up after ditching his pants and shirt to see you waiting for him to join you.

You looked so perfect in that jersey to him. He made his way over spotting you clothes on his floor along with a pink bra. He crawled in the bed pulling you on his lap facing him giving you a a really long deep kiss.

[seacottons]

Rewind.

▷ pairing : yunho x reader

▷ genre : fluff

▷ wc : 1.4k

summary : a compilation of yunho’s favorite moments captured on film.

APR. 16 2018 08:32 P.M

Despite the first video being merely a few seconds long, it was enough to capture the chaos that ensued in your apartment at the sight of a large flying beetle. The camerawork is shaky and extremely unstable in Yunho’s hand, his other within frame and grasping a neon yellow fly swatter. Your blurred, panic stricken face was captured for a brief second, along with the sounds of a shrieking Jongho and San, who dramatically threw off their headphones and gaming consoles to the floor in search for safety behind you. Yunho’s laugh rung out along with the deafening sound of rustling clothes and heavy footsteps.

-

MAY. 19 2018 07:06 P.M

Long fingers worked on adjusting the lens of a camera, and the blurred image of colorful bokeh dots focused to reveal your form in between the many booths of an amusement park, arms struggling to carry the human sized carrot plushie Yunho won for you. As you waddled after your tall boyfriend, your goofy grin flashed with every bob of the carrot’s leaves, eyes sparkling underneath the various flashing lights, “You’re the best boyfriend in the entire world.”

“Why? Because I won you a carrot?”

“Yes.”

-

JUN. 03 2018 04:47 P.M

“I think I did something wrong, Yunnie,” you grimaced as you eyed his slicked back hair. Your gloved fingers hesitantly rubbed a patch of his hair, the pink and orange product in his locks staining your gloves easily, “I think we should wash it off and start again.”

He hummed and rested the camera onto the bathroom sink to go wash off the dye. You handed him a towel to rub the excess water out of his colorful locks, and you gasped audibly as soon as he revealed his damp hair, “Oh my gosh.. it’s bad. I didn’t think it was that bad- I told you to not trust me with your hair-”

“I love it!” he cut you off with a laugh, hands working on filming a 360° of his pink and yellow tresses, “I look like ice cream!”

-

JUN. 27 2018 02:03 P.M

Yunho’s wheeze was the only thing you were able to detect in the next video. The black screen then flashed white, before the lens adjusted to the brightness to reveal your scurrying form and frightened face, hands clutching at a bag of corn kernels and a small flock of geese angrily chasing after you, their loud honks and your whimpers joining in with Yunho’s laughter, “I don’t know what’s wrong with them! I think they preferred the rice we bought them last time!”

“Poor baby,” Yunho snickered as a goose hissed and attempted to bite the hem of your coat.

“Yunho! Stop laughing and scare them away!”

-

JUL. 01 2018 09:00 P.M

Yunho blinked down at the camera, brows rolling into a subtle wave, before he turned the device to pan the room filled with commotion and bickering as the rest of his friends joined together in one of their apartments for a game of mafia. The camera zoomed in on your disgruntled expression as Seonghwa and Wooyoung bickered back and forth on either side of you, before panning to San who repeatedly slammed his hands onto the coffee table in protest, and finally resting on Yeosang’s calm form as he dipped his hand in Hongjoong’s bag of chips.

“So you’re saying you think I’m the mafia because of clothes I’m wearing!?”

You eyed the camera and then up at Yunho’s face, pleading for him to butt in.

“That makes absolutely no sense—”

Wooyoung practically leaned over onto your lap as he squawked incredulously, accusing finger pointed at Seonghwa’s face.

“Yes. Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying, but you’re all a bunch of cowards who are— ”

“Please, let’s play another game?”

-

JUL. 07 2018 07:05 A.M

A gentle finger poked your cheek. Rays of morning sunlight peeked through the gaps of the blinds, and Yunho’s finger continued to poke and draw circles onto your sleeping face, “Baby, wake up.”

Another poke.

“Baby.”

The camera leaned in towards your cheeks as Yunho made smooching noises from up above your sleeping form.

“Did you have to to party that hard last night, love?”

He zoomed in on your nose as he prodded it upwards to reveal your nostrils, “Little piggy, wake up.”

You snuggled closer to the carrot plushie in your arms, eyelids fluttering open to send a mocking glare in his general direction, “Little piggy?”

“Be flattered. I love having bacon for breakfast.”

The camera zoomed in uncomfortably close at your flustered and flabbergasted expression, “Jeong Yunho!”

-

JUL. 09 2018 05:45 P.M

Yunho’s fingers wriggled into frame as he made peace signs around your figure. The video displayed your concentrated expression as you carefully dotted black icing along the edge of the sugar cookie. The shiba inu cookie was soon starting to look well put together.

“Let me see, baby,” Yunho chimed in. You shook your head, mumbling something about it not being ready.

He grumbled and walked over to where Yeosang and Mingi had their respective plates and bags of different colored icing, “Make sure these are perfect for San’s party. I have more ready made eyes incase you need mor—”

The video blurred as Yunho‘a grip accidentally slipped around the camera. The device smacked onto Yeosang’s nearly perfect cookie, his startled hands accidentally squeezing around a piping bag, orange icing spurting onto his arms and clothes, “Yunho!”

Frosting smeared onto the lens of the camera, and Yunho worked in circular motions of wipe the surface clean, his distorted and blurry face flashing clearer with every few wipes, “Sorry, sorry!”

You and Mingi cackled in the background, and Yeosang had a difficult time deciding who to attack first.

-

JUL. 10 2018 06:09 P.M

“Happy birthday, dearest Sannie,” eight voices sang in a dimly lit room. You, along with Wooyoung, scooped frosting onto your fingers and smeared it on San’s visage, earning you a soft yelp of protest in return.

The camera zoomed in on the birthday boy’s grimace as he sent the device a look of disbelief, “I even get bullied on my birthday, can you believe it?”

“Make a wish, you bum,” Hongjoong smacked the other’s behind encouragingly.

San tipped his head, cheeks puffing over-exaggeratedly as he took aim. The fire from the candle ever so slightly licked the streamer strands on the tip of his party hat, and a series of gasps from the others startled the boy upright. The tip of his hat burned and if Yunho hadn’t captured the moment, you would’ve forgotten it just from how fast the events played out in front of you. Wooyoung’s shrieks and Seonghwa’s panic stricken expression were the only things your mind registered before Jongho determinedly and impetuously splashed the large bowl of cider onto San’s head, the soda distinguishing the flame and also soaking your frame.

“Did you wish for us to die!?”

-

SEP. 06 2018 01:36 A.M

The city lights were a blurry mess in the video as Yunho’s ran with audible footsteps and boisterous laughter, “Baby, why so slow?”

Albeit the shakiness, you were seen scrambling to catch up after him, the plastic bag filled with snacks and strawberry flavored milk swinging rapidly in the air, “Why are you too fast!?” you wheezed, gripping onto your cap with your other hand, the cold night wind leaving a subtle flush onto your cheeks, “We weren’t all born with skyscraper legs!”

He suddenly paused and turned to face you just in time for you to collide with his chest. You nearly smacked into the rolling camera if it wasn’t for his quick instincts, “Want a piggyback ride, piggy?”

-

OCT. 24 2018 08:00 P.M

“Jeong Yunho! Jeong Yunho! Jeong Yunho!”

“(Y/n), your cheering is distracting me from winning!” Wooyoung cried as he attempted to steal the basketball from Jongho, “Cheer for me instead!”

You held onto the camera and zoomed in much too close to capture the determined expressions and grimaces of the eight boys as they passed the ball from one to the other. Their sweat slicked skin glistened underneath the fluorescent street lamps.

“Jeong Yunho!” with every cheer of his name, you quickly zoomed in and out on his grinning face. He sent a hasty wink in your general direction before jumping up to pass the ball towards Mingi.

“Who the hell put all towers in one team!?” San cried as nearly toppled over from Hongjoong’s foot.

“Hongjoong! He needed to prove height isn’t a factor in sports!”

“Yes, it damn is!”

You cackled and zoomed out to pan around the surroundings for a brief moment, before returning back to the battleground. Your grin faltered as your eyes trained on the screen to watch the basketball rapidly flying in your direction.

“(Y/n), move!”

[kawaiichan67]

WIP Bonded Since Birth

So, I wrote this about a year ago because, well, COVID. It’s ridiculously fluffy. Like rot your teeth cute.  context: modern AU. The Takahashi family and the Higurashi family are good friends and the Higurashi family are bringing their first-born over to meet the Inu Youkai.  beware: Fluff and a pretty OOC Sesshomaru 

“She’s here,” Izayoi practically sang as she bustled around the living room, her black hair moving softly and Touga chuckled and walked to the front door. 

“Relax,” he said to his mate, nodding to Sesshomaru as he came down the stairs. “This is an important meeting today, Sesh. I expect you to be very careful with the Higurashi baby.” Sesshomaru nodded seriously. He moved closer to the newly arrived family as they entered his home. Human babies were fragile and this little child had parents who were very important to his parents. He stared for a moment, comparing his father to Higurashi-san, then focused on joining the adults in the living room.

“Oh! She’s so cute, Touga! Akira, Megumi, she’s just too precious!” Izayoi gushed while peeking at the small squirmy bundle that Higurashi Megumi had just slipped out of a baby carrier. Dark black hair topped a small head and tiny fists moved a bit.

Touga slapped Higurashi Akira on the back fondly. “What’s her name, Akira?” 

The proud father beamed at the girl now cradled in Izayoi’s arms. “We named her Kagome. Isn’t she just the prettiest?” Akira finished with a sigh.

Although he was tall for his age, Sesshomaru still moved closer to his step-mother and stood tall to see the baby over her shoulder.“Oh! would you like to hold her, Sesh?” Izayoi asked, slowly shifting the baby in her arms.

“Put your hands out, Sesh,” Megumi said with a soft smile. Sesshomaru was nervous and smelled a similar nervous energy coming from Akira. “It’s ok,” Megumi said, and readjusted his arms as Izayoi handed the baby to him. “Make sure you support her head.”

Love. Purity. Peace. Sesshomaru had felt these waves of emotions only once before, when he had held his half-brother, Inu Yasha. Vaguely, he heard the adults murmuring at him, but he glanced briefly at his father before he sniffed Kagome’s head. He smiled in bliss. Her scent was...amazing. His father smiled at him and wuffed softly. Sesshomaru wuffed back and slowly walked away with Kagome. Her little face scrunched up and her beautiful eyes opened. He was lost. Those deep chocolate eyes stared into his very soul and her little mouth started to move. Behind him, he heard a little voice, “wuzzat?” and he turned to see his little brother, rubbing his golden eyes. His brother’s chubby fist dropped to his side and he started to sniff the air. A silly grin appeared on the toddler’s face and he moved closer to his aniki. 

“Hello, Inu Yasha,” Megumi greeted the toddler as Izayoi walked over to her hanyou son but the toddler ignored her, his golden eyes locked on whatever was in Sesshomaru’s arms.“Yashie, you’re awake. Do you want to meet Higurashi-san’s baby?”

Sesshomaru smirked, but was surprised as Inu Yasha rubbed his chubby fists against his eyes again and his grin grew. Izayoi lead Inu Yasha to the couch and motioned a surprised Sesshomaru over. He stood still as Megumi positioned Inu Yasha’s arms and then asked Sesshomaru to place Kagome into his brother’s arms. Sesshomaru was surprised at how interested Inu Yasha seemed to be in holding the baby. His golden eyes were so focused on the baby, he didn’t even seem to see anyone else or pay any attention to his toys.

Sesshomaru noticed the men move towards his father’s study. ‘Probably business,’ he thought. His father really needed to stop doing that at home. At least that’s what Izayoi kept saying. He agreed. It would be nice to spend more time learning to fight with his father instead of his crazy sensei. Sesshomaru turned sharply and stared at Inu Yasha. What was that?

 "Sesh, we’ll be in the kitchen. Please keep an eye on Yashie and Kagome, ok?” Izayoi asked, as she steered a slightly nervous Megumi into the kitchen. “Don’t worry. Sesshomaru is very responsible and we’ll only be gone for a moment.”

Was Inu Yasha wuffing at the baby? Like she was pack? He knew that Inu Yasha had pretty strong Inu instincts, but this surprised Sesshomaru. He sat carefully next to Inu Yasha on the couch, smiling briefly at the baby. She seemed determined to speak, moving her little mouth, regardless of the fact that she was only 4 months old.

It took Sesshomaru a moment, but he realized that his little brother was making the same motions with his mouth, mimicking the baby and even making tiny vocalizations at her. Sesshomaru smiled. His brother really was too much sometimes, especially when he wasn’t being a total brat! As if the baby could talk to him or even understand him!? 

Kagome squirmed and smiled briefly at Inu Yasha, then seemed to reach for his little face. Inu Yasha laughed at the baby and smelled her head, his face transforming into sheer bliss. Sesshomaru smiled briefly as his little brother turned to him and grinned. “Kawaii!” he announced proudly to Sesshomaru and rubbed his nose against Kagome’s. She blinked in surprise, but then he wuffed at her and she smiled back at him. They really were too cute.  Disgusting. Sort of. Sesshomaru watched as Kagome kept making little baby noises at Inu Yasha and he, in turn, gave her little yips and short barks.

‘It’s so strange,’ Sesshomaru thought, ‘they almost sound like the words for family, pack, child, and mate? That can’t be right,’ he thought. ‘How would Inu Yasha know the word for mate?’ Kagome began squirming more and more, her blankets starting to come loose, so Sesshomaru moved to fix them.  Inu Yasha moved suddenly, jumping off the couch and growling.

“Inu Yasha,” he said, in his most adult voice, “give her back.” Inu Yasha just growled again and Sesshomaru finally noticed his eyes had turned red and he had jagged purple stripes on his face. “Inu Yasha?” he asked, moving slowly towards the toddler.

“Mine,” the toddler growled and clutched Kagome closer. “No, mine,” he said again. Fearing for the baby, Sesshomaru called for his father, who was already walking back towards the living room. Touga and Akira hurried in, sensing the fear and worry swirling around Sesshomaru. Touga barked briefly at Sesshomaru and then turned to Inu Yasha, who sat sweetly on the floor, rocking Kagome and talking to her in a mixture of gibberish and Inu.

Sesshomaru was stunned. Where had his brother’s red eyes and purple stripes gone? The two men looked at the boys as the women moved calmly into the living room, still chatting about the upcoming baby shower.

Akira smiled softly and approached InuYasha, who smiled widely at him and then again at Kagome. Sesshomaru braced himself, knowing there wasn’t much he could do at 7, but he would try nonetheless. To his surprise, Inu Yasha carefully handed Kagome to Akira, his golden eyes twinkling at the baby.

“Care full,” Inu Yasha said to Akira, his little face serious. Akira smiled briefly and reassured him. Inu Yasha reached his hand out to Akira as he placed Kagome in her carrier. “No, weely,” he said again, “Care full wif my K’gome.” 

Akira patted Inu Yasha on the head, ruffling his silky silver hair, as he and Megumi walked out. Sesshomaru grabbed his father quickly. “Chichi-ue, Inu Yasha turned full demon. His youkai came out.” 

Touga shook his head and gave a short chuckle. “I heard him talking to her in Inu, Sesh, but he didn’t turn full demon. I know you two don’t always get along, but this seems silly.” The two moved to the door to finish their goodbyes to the Higurashi family.

Waving so hard he almost fell over, Inu Yasha kept calling, “Bye, K’gome,” until the Higurashi family was safely in their car and driving to their house. 

“Megumi and Akira were so happy!” Izayoi said, and wrapped her arms around Touga as she pulled him away. “I hope you think some more about putting Sesshomaru with Kagome when they’re older! He’s already so good with her.”

Touga just chuckled as they walked back into the living room, looking once over his shoulder at his sons.

“Bye, bye, little mate,” Inu Yasha said softly. In shock, both Sesshomaru and Touga stared at each other and then back at Inu Yasha, who toddled off to go play with his toys. Sesshomaru just raised his eyebrow at his chichi-ue. 

With a rueful grin, Touga shrugged at his son and turned to his lovely mate. “Maybe we shouldn’t set those two up yet. Don’t you think Inu Yasha and Kagome are closer in age?

[yukinon-writes]

I posted 7,511 times in 2021

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#i couldn't remember anybody else that said they were interested so i'm not going to tag people randomly this time so sorry

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Izayoi: Toga, come quick! Inuyasha said his first word!

Toga: *Comes running in*

Izayoi: Come on, say it again!

Baby Inu: K-Keh!

Toga: *Tears in his eyes, voice cracking* That’s my boy!

37 notes • Posted 2021-07-20 01:39:58 GMT

#4

I've put together a list of YouTube channels that make video essays that discuss books, movies, TV, and other popular art mediums along with a suggestion for a video to watch from each channel. These are resources that I have found to help improve my own story building and critique skills and thought others would be interested. The list includes fifteen (15) YouTube channels to check out that will at least entertain, but hopefully give you fuel for thought and help improve your own writing. Feel free to add channels that I may have missed! Enjoy!

Continued below the cut in no particular order

The Storyteller

His video series, Operation Black Steel that he rebranded as Free Huey, talks about Black representation in media mostly through discussions about The Boondocks, but he also goes into details of other shows, video games, and music.

Operation Black Steel: Representing Black Women

The Closer Look

Henry talks about movies, TV shows, and video games and gets into the finer details of what makes them work or fail.

How to Write Great Dialogue

Lessons from the Screenplay

Michael goes into more technical details of movies by examining the screen play for whichever movie he is covering in that particular video.

The Soul of Good Character Design

Now You See It

Now You See It is a media analysis channel that searches for meaning in unexpected places.

Physical Injuries in Film: Never a Flesh Wound

Lindsay Ellis

Sometimes she'll make videos specifically about what makes a movie good or bad and then the next will be about more pop culture type stuff.

That Time Disney Remade Beauty and the Beast

Nerdwriter1

This channel breaks down movies, songs, art, and pop culture. Do you want insight into Frida Kahlo, Ghost in the Shell, or how Trump speaks? He has a video on all three.

Van Gogh's Ugliest Masterpiece

Rowan Ellis

She looks at movies, TV, and pop culture through a LGBTQ+ lens.

Disney and The AIDS Crisis

Every Frame a Painting

This channel was ran by two guys, Taylor and Tony. I say "was" because they no longer update the channel. One is an Editor while the other is a Director, they give their insights into the form of popular films.

Satoshi Kon - Editing Space & Time

Ryan Hollinger

He has older videos that cover a bigger variety of genres and media, but he has settled into a niche of horror specifically with his newer videos.

Remember Why THE MUMMY Is A Masterpiece

Hello Future Me

This channel actually covers topics in a way that is more geared towards to writing in general, making it very book/fan fiction friendly.

The Complex Problems with Mental Illness in Fiction

CineFix

This channel a lot of videos. The ones I would recommend are the Top 10 BLANK of all time, What's the difference?, and Brilliant Moments series of videos. They have other ones, but they tend to be more entertainment based than informative based.

Howl's Moving Castle - What's the Difference?

Folding Ideas

This is the YouTube channel where [Folding Ideas] talks about narrative theory: the mechanisms of storytelling. This encompasses the wider communications theories about the way that we process information, the techniques of how those messages are delivered, and the conglomerate application of all of the above.

Video Games as Art

Super Eyepatch Wolf

"I videos about things I like." That is all he has in for the description of his channel, but hell if he hasn't made some entertaining videos that gave me insight into some things I never had an interest in (wrestling) and introduced me to some other things I've really enjoyed (Junji Ito).

How Media Scares Us: The Work of Junji Ito

Filmento

Not my favorite channel because he can get carried away with the editing and effects in his videos, he still has good critiques of blockbuster movies and changes that could be made to improve them.

How To Build The Perfect Villain

Sneezy Reviews

I just learned about this channel yesterday. She doesn't have a lot of videos, but I like her take on Beauty and the Beast and decided to add it because of that.

Romantic Chemistry in the Remake of Beauty and the Beast

@shinidamachu tagging you like I promised!

44 notes • Posted 2021-09-12 21:48:15 GMT

#3

@shinidamachu I did it. I finished ATLA! I can now say with confidence that Zutara totally should have happened. They just have better chemistry together on top of all the other parallels between them. Beyond that, I like the show, but, IMO, the writing is decent, not great, with moments of either amazing or bad mixed in. However, I can see why it is popular, with the amazing world and characters they built.

47 notes • Posted 2021-09-18 14:40:31 GMT

#2

First of all, I want to thank everybody that reached out to me, commented, re-blogged, and liked my post yesterday! I truly feel welcomed and loved!

Second, look at that picture! I mentioned the idea of Rin x Shiori (ShioRin) and it got more attention than I honestly expected! And then @kirrtash posted the above picture, which I was just blown away by! Look at how happy they look! Amazing work! But this leads to my final point.

Third and final thing, I couldn't get the image out of my head and before I knew it I came up with a one shot that I worked like crazy last night and this morning to get it out as fast as I could! So, now live on AO3,

So, go check out the fluffy goodness and a big thank you to @shinidamachu for being my Beta!

Additional tags below the cut.

@ruddcatha @clearwillow @superpixie42 @fawn-eyed-girl

66 notes • Posted 2021-08-01 20:15:39 GMT

#1

* Takes a deep breath and exhales *

Hello to the Inuyasha fandom! Some of you may have seen me re-blogging, liking, commenting, and, with a few people anyways, interacted with! Well, I’ve finally gotten up the courage to make an official “hello” post. This is something I’ve been meaning to do for a bit now, but for one reason or another usually anxiety I haven’t. Until today, of course! I’m gonna put some additional info about me below the cut to help keep this small, but feel free to message me or send me asks if you want to get to know me better/interact with me. Or just ignore me. I won’t be offended. I just want to try and make some friends and get help/encouragement for my writing. Again, hello! And until next time, I hope you all are well!

Some personal details:

I’m 32 and got into Inuyasha when it was first airing on Adult Swim. I didn’t really get into the fandom then, though. I had some friends that also enjoyed it as well, but that was about it. Inuyasha quickly found a place in my heart, but after a few years I some what moved on. A couple months ago, I finally decided to check out HnY when I saw it on Crunchyroll. It was something like two or three episodes away from finishing the season at the time. After bingeing that, I went back and started re-watching Inuyasha, somehow started reading fanfiction, and now I’m here!

My writing:

I’ve always been one to come up with ideas and work them out in my head. But usually I’d struggle with pushing myself to write them down and just let them bounce around until I moved on with another idea/forgot them. I finally decided that I’m gonna push myself to work through what has been holding me back and share my ideas with others! It has been slow so far, but I’m still going.

As for what you can expect from my writing itself, I have a variety of ideas that fall into humor/comedy, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, and even some dark stuff. They could be entirely one of those or a mix of the categories. I think it’ll be mostly fluff and/or angsty stuff, but we’ll just have to wait and see how my writing evolves and what I end up being most motivated to write.

Some Inuyasha specifics of mine:

InuKag is my OTP. I probably won’t ever split them up, ever

I just want InuKag to be happy dammit!

I’ve never really been a fan of Sesshomaru, but I’ve come to respect him

I just want Inuyasha and Koga to be friends dammit!

I’ve never hated Kikyo, but I’ve come around on her and like her now

I’ve recently come to the realization that I think I ship KogKik

I also ship MirSan(duh), KaguKik, and RinShiori

Parting words:

I’ve never really been one for social media so this is kinda? new for me, but I’m trying to push myself out of my shell and make some friends. So, like I said, if anybody wants to get to know me more, just message me or send an ask. I’m not one to get offended easily, so feel free to ask me whatever is on your mind. If I don’t feel comfortable answering then I’ll just say as much. I just ask that you be respectful and I’ll do my best to do the same in return. Until next time, be well!

Pokes at people:

@shinidamachu @anisaanisa @witchygirl99 @ruddcatha @kstewdeux @sacred-arrow @lavendertwilight89 @fawn-eyed-girl @akitokihojo @knittingknots @nartista @keichanz @neutronstarchild @writemydaydreams

69 notes • Posted 2021-07-31 17:40:48 GMT

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[lavendertwilight89]

Far Away

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It was a long day after Kagome had emerged from the well. After Inuyasha and her embrace, they were almost immediately interrupted. The only words between them were them asking if she had kept him waiting and him asking what she had been doing during the time they were apart…

When they pulled apart, he wore a soft smile of contentment. He hadn’t complained or even shown embarrassment from their disruption. She found him at her side after she had run off to greet everyone. He was a silent shadow as they journeyed into the village with the others. 

Once they reached their town, everyone had to talk to her. EVERYONE. It was crazy! Not that she didn’t want to see her friends, their kids, Kaede, even Rin… But her mind was utterly consumed by the half-demon who pulled her up and out of the well. She had so much to say--so much to ask… even so many desires to be fulfilled.

His presence never left her; that at least helped her a little bit as they walked through the village together. He likely wanted to talk to her too. Afterall, it had been three long years since they had seen each other. Maybe he had things to say as well.

They met more strangers on their walk through the village. People Kagome probably should have paid more attention to--but the hanyou was like a drug. She couldn’t get enough of him. Even though she could sense his youki, actually feel him by her, she couldn’t help but check to make sure he was still standing there. That it wasn’t a dream--that he, in fact, was physically present. Her hand often found his, to make sure this wasn’t some weird delirious psychotic break. That he was tangible and very real. She thanked all the Gods when his hand brushed and caressed against hers, sometimes even blessing her when their fingers would intertwine in return.

After the long afternoon of greeting people, saying hello to new and old faces, they found themselves sitting in Kaede’s hut, just like last night before her middle school graduation; she felt pure nostalgia. It was just like old times. Sango, Miroku, Shippo, Kaede, and Inuyasha along with Rin and of course the twin girls and baby boy. While the feeling of the familiarity comforted her, she was also hurt--their lives had kept on going. It wasn’t like when she would go into the well to restock on supplies for their travels or if she had to go take a test at school; they hadn’t just stayed at the village awaiting her to return to restart their mission. This time they had kept on living and growing. Because she wasn’t there--and they likely thought she’d never return. 

Kagome couldn’t fault them for that, nor could she hold envious or jealous feelings towards them. If anything she was hurt; hurt that she had to even pause her life with them in the first place. That she had just pushed through trying to finish school. She was more or less forced to move on because the well wouldn’t work. Or rather try to keep living her life in her own era. Obviously that hadn’t worked. Nor did she want it to, for that matter. She had fought like hell and managed to get back there.

But it felt like there was so much time lost. There were three years between who they once were and who they were now. Were things still the same for her friends? Was she still family? Did they still see her as an important part of their group? Or was she pushing herself into a place where she no longer belonged? Like she had forced herself into doing back in her own era…

She became a broken puzzle piece--something that never quite fit but almost did. What was depressing about everything is that no one seemed to notice. Well, everyone but her mom. Sadly her mom couldn’t take the pain of the loneliness away. The feeling of being a misfit--not belonging without everyone else, knowing only made her feelings of isolation worse.

Were things still the same with Inuyasha? If she had stayed would she and Inuyasha--would they have a hut? Would they have children? Or at least a child? Would they have continued traveling? Would they have-- claws danced on her wrist and she locked eyes with amber hues of concern. She smiled softly and shook her head but took his hand, firmly erasing the negative thoughts that had begun to consume her.

It wouldn’t have been the first time she allowed that to happen. The separation had been hard on her. Emotionally. Mentally. Spiritually… even physically. Seeing that they had moved on made her happy. It meant they didn’t go through what she did--not really.

But Inuyasha seemed to be able to show her it was possible he left his life open to her with just the single press of his hand. It was funny how they were always so bad at communicating, yet somehow, one look and touch, she knew exactly what he was saying. Or at least she hoped.  

“So Kagome, do you intend to stay here with us tonight? Or will you be traveling back to your time?” Miroku asked as he bounced his son on his lap.

“Huh? Oh… Uhm. Well--the thing is--ah…” Why was she so nervous? Was she already having doubts about where she belonged?? No. This was her home. They were her friends--they just spent all day with her for goodness sakes! They could have very well allowed her to walk about the village all on her own but they escorted her the whole way. Why was she being so insecure about all of that?! “I think it was a one-way trip.”

Gasps filled the hut and all went silent. Well… that was awkward. She began nibbling at her bottom lip when Inuyasha pulled her chin to face him directly. He gazed at her in disbelief and awe.

“You really mean it Kagome?!!” Shippo shouted from in front of her, gaining her attention and stealing whatever words Inuyasha was about to say as he dropped her chin much to her disappointment.

“It’s--something I’m not going to test, actually.”

“Kagome--that’s wonderful!” Sango cheered standing and hugging her tightly.

“We have all missed you, Kagome,” Miroku said fondly. “Some more than others,” his voice dipped as it laced itself with playfulness leading to the smirk she saw adorning his face.

“Ye are more than welcome to sleep here child, or there is a spare hut ye can more than happily claim at the edge of the village until we can have one fashioned for ye,” Kaede suggested

“Really?” Kagome said in wonderment. They were really--that excited and happy to have her back?

“You’re also more than welcome to join us--we have a large hut and a spare room currently,” Sango offered.

“Th-thank you. I’ll take some time this evening to decide,” she mumbled. What was wrong with her? Why did she feel so out of place? It was just like--no. She belonged HERE. That’s why she came back. 

“Kagome,” Inuyasha said. She looked into his imploring eyes and nodded at the unspoken question.

“We’re going to take a walk,” she informed everyone; said information earned them smirks and giggles. Kagome blushed but rolled her eyes as she took Inuyasha's hand while they left the hut together.

They walked in companionable silence until they reached their ultimate destination--the sacred tree. Everything always led back to there. It was where they first met, where she released him from his imprisonment, where he got his kotodama, where she had seen him with Kikyo and thought there was no room in his life or heart for her, where she realized she loved him, where he refused to abandon her even when she was possessed, where he told her he needed her by her side, where they spent long lazy afternoons… This place meant everything to them. 

She idly ran her hand against the trunk and hummed happily from the sensation. It was thicker and healthier than the one that stood in her time. But it was like she could still feel where her family was--and the ultimate realization she was there--with him.

Turning back, she looked into his beautiful golden eyes that lit up her heart. She had been so afraid she’d never see them again but here she was, standing before him, the sky pink, purple, and orange from the sunset, the brisk cool air of night flowing around them.

And she had no idea what to say. She had rehearsed everything so long--when the well would finally open and she’d be able to tell him exactly how she felt, what she wanted, how she would put it all on the line for him--but standing there in that moment, she froze. Was it fear that stalled her? Uncertainty? Probably a little of both. 

Three years hadn’t necessarily aged her friends in a bad way--but it did give them families and new focuses. What if he had a new one as well? Doubt seemed to eat away at her for no real reason. But she was older than she was when she left; she had felt so secure right before time ripped them apart. Now… she questioned her place.

Not that she would have regretted coming back and not like she totally expected everything to be the same as when she left but… she just felt so far away from the girl she had been at fifteen.

“Inu--”

“You came back.”

“What?” The way his words brushed against her, the whisper of his words… They hurt her. Not like he had meant to hurt her, no. It pained her to hear the longing and desperation in his confession. His admission of her being in such close proximity he too, felt it was unreal.

"You're… really here. This isn't some weird convoluted dream I made up--I’m not dead---I--” It slightly comforted her he was just as at a loss for words as she was.

She stepped closer to him and released his hand; she really looked at him. How had she not even seen the differences when she had seen him in the golden rays of sunlight? Why just now, in the hues of red?

He looked older, more mature, softer… his face no longer wore a permanent scowl. It showed understanding, longing...love. Her heart skipped a beat and began beating erratically. She was nervous, happy--elated that she finally found somewhere to belong. Someone she could belong to. And of course she started crying. Because why wouldn’t she ruin the moment? She was a fool to think she could ever make something perfect--

His arms wrapped around her and pulled her to his chest. “Fuck--shit--what did I say?? Did I fuck this up??”

She let out a choked sob and clung to his arms, “N-No--I-I’m sc-screwing this u-up!”

“Not even possible. You’re here… You’re the one making this reality.”

Her legs gave out as she wept into his chest. She was so pathetic letting herself get so caught up in her head and self doubt that she was making this reunion a shit-show. Shockingly she had thought somehow he would have said something stupid and she would have had to be the one to brush it off and reassure him. But no. It was her. Three years obviously switched their roles; but would he honestly be okay with being the emotionally stable one?

He held her up without question or further comment until she was done. She hadn’t even noticed they were sitting on the larger roots of the tree until she lifted her head and saw their position.

"I'm sorry," she said sadly--embarrassed of her actions and display.

“Don’t be. I’d take your tears over your absence,” he whispered softly into her hair making her flinch. She knew how much he hated when she cried. 

“I--I missed you,” she started lamely. Missing him didn’t actually articulate half of how she felt. But she also didn’t want to scare him off. Maybe he’d want to take things slow… after all, they had only just kissed when she was ripped from him.

He had just lost Kikyo and yea, she knew she held a place within his heart but… but therein lied her insecurities. While she had returned, while she dreamt of that moment over and over--standing there in the moment, she was terrified to hear that she was just a replacement. Even though he never treated her as such, at least not that she saw, the anxiety still was deep within her heart.

Every fear, every dark thought she had about herself was festering and threatening to spew from her lips. Those three years broke her. She knew that they had both grown, obviously. But…did that mean everything would change? Or could they possibly pick up where they left off? 

But that also meant they had to ask, where did they leave everything. They shared a kiss. He swore to protect her with his life, not that he hadn’t already been doing that anyway but, where did that leave them?

Were they together? Would they court like a normal couple? Or would they… get married? 

“Kagome. I can’t--” He shifted so that he could look into her likely puffy eyes. “I can’t even begin to tell you how much I… Fuck. I’m not good at this shit.”

“It’s okay…” She sighed. 

“No. Kagome-- I--I went to the well. Every three days. Just to see if there would be some fluke, to see if you had returned. I knew you were safe with your family. There were others who needed you; there were others that loved you. I made peace with you never returning. The fact you were safe and loved was enough for me. But you’re-- you’re back.”

“Yes. I’m back,” she confirmed.

“Do you know what--what that means?” His eyes were glazed over with an unrecognized emotion she had never seen. Not even with Kikyo.

“I--I--” She stuttered, unable to come up with words. “I--don’t?”

“No?” He rumbled.

“N-no. I--don’t want to say something that may be untrue. Or overthink anything. I--don’t want my hopes to be dashed,” she said as she realized she was unconsciously licking her lips in anticipation of his heated gaze.

“Yea, guess I deserve that,” he muttered, closing his eyes and exhaling. His forehead pressed to hers.

“No! No! This isn’t--damn--” Again, here she was ruining everything about this moment. She grabbed his cheeks and tried to get him to look at her.

“Kagome, I know I was a jerk. An asshole. I just--it’s hard for me to be honest about my feelings,” he admitted as he opened his beautiful golden eyes. “But I want to. For you.”

Her breath hitched and she probably was the same shade of his haori. Her heart raced rapidly in her chest as he pulled away slightly. She didn’t even stop the whine from the lost contact regardless that she was still within his arms in his lap. “Inuyasha--”

“Kagome, I never, I couldn’t stop thinking about ya. Yea, I was kinda emotionally stunted when we traveled together. But I had just literally got my heart trampled on--when even then I was willing to give up half of myself to be with the other person. Yea, it was all deceit and fuck--I don’t know what would have happened if it had come to pass and I used the jewel to become human; who knows if it would have actually worked or not. But I do know, as shitty as it sounds, That I’m kinda glad that’s not how it all played out. I--I’m grateful we met. I'm thankful you gave me a chance when I didn’t deserve one. That you loved me in spite of all that I am and do.”

“Inuyasha…”

“I know three years have passed. I know you came back, no way back home… And as selfish as it is, I really fucking hope it was to be with me. Yea, our friends are great and all but--I want you. All of you. Your time, your presence, your attention… everything.”

“E-Everything?” She echoed in awe.

“Only if that’s what you want… But for me, nothing has changed.”

“Nothing?” She couldn’t help but let the disappointment drip in her voice. 

“What I meant was--my feelings for you--they haven’t changed. You’re--fuck--I’m--why the fuck is this so hard?!” He growled in annoyance. She couldn’t help but sob lightly with laughter. He was the same at heart. He was still her gruff hanyou.

“Because it’s us. We always were bad at communicating. These three years… I can’t imagine what it was like for you. I know it’s so selfish of me to even say any of this--but I know how you felt. Or at least, I think anyway.”

“You are the least selfish person I know, Kagome. I’m probably the most self-centered out of our little ‘team’.”

“But you had reasons for that Inuyasha. I don’t. Not really. I just--the well--I didn’t appreciate what I had here until it was too late. You all are my family. And yes, I needed to go home and finish school for my family. But--I just. I’m sorry,” she started crying again uncontrollably.

His arms wrapped tightly around her and tucked her head under his chin as he let out a soothing rumble from his chest that could have put her to sleep on the spot. But they had so much to talk about. So much she had to say still. 

“Don’t be fucking sorry. I’m the one who tried to keep you from that life and why you ended up having to stay here in the first place--”

She pulled away and cut him off placing a hand over his mouth, “--but I don’t regret that. Ever. Falling down the well, destroying the arrow, traveling with you… I--I was so happy I could be your first real friend. That I could bring others to you to trust; a person who made you realize you didn’t have to be alone.”

“You’re right. Inside the jewel--I realized you were the only reason I have friends, friends I can rely on and trust. Without you, I don’t know where I would have ended up. I don’t want to know. I just know--I just know I’m where I am meant to be. Kagome, you were born for me and I was born for you. Not Kikyo. No one else but you. I’m sorry I ever made you ever feel second to her. It was never--it wasn’t like that.

“She and I never trusted each other. The moment Menomaru possessed you--I knew it wasn’t you. But with Kikyo… I didn’t even think about how her scent didn’t match. I didn’t question why she had betrayed me. But you and I--I just knew. Same with Tsubaki. There was no doubt in my heart. Yea, I was fucking confused and hurt--but more at the fact they would use you like that.

“When she was brought back--I was confused. But I never had any intention of leaving your side. Well, until you saw us together and the look in your eyes… it broke me. I knew I couldn’t put you through that. It wasn’t fair to you to know that I wanted to protect Kikyo. That I still cared about her even though I… I really cared about you. 

“But you still put me first. I honestly can’t say I would have done the same because I’m a selfish bastard. I finally did and of course, it looks like it not only fucked me, but also broke you,” he added as he proceeded to wipe the tears from her cheeks. 

“I didn’t belong in that era anymore. Not when my heart was here--with you,” she admitted as she brushed her hand over his heart. He clasped it tightly and exhaled.

“You’ve always had mine--even before I knew it. And it will always be yours.”

She didn’t even try to stop herself from raising up and kissing him fiercely. He returned the pressure just as fervently and held her close. Their kisses remained chaste, but with clear intent of promises of love and commitment. When they finally parted they were breathless and smiling. He kissed the top of her forehead and tucked it back under his chin.

“So… you gonna tell me what you’ve been up to this whole time, stupid?” He asked cheekily.

“Shut up,” she laughed, feeling like a thousand kilos had been lifted from her.

“Keh, sounds about right. Nothing,” he smirked.

Rolling her eyes she lightly swatted him and he chuckled deeply. They continued their conversation of what they had been up to for the past three years, how they both coped with their loneliness, things they did to pass the time--then proceeded to plan their future. A hut they would build. Marriage. Mating. Everything.

“I--I want to court you. Like I should--and don’t fucking argue with me. It’s something I want. You don’t have to want it but it’s gonna happen. And then--then we can go to the headmen and marry us or whatever.”

“Tell me about Sango and Miroku’s wedding.”

“Not much to tell really. They did it with the celebration of Naraku being vanquished. Didn’t want the spotlight. They were just ready to be married and done.”

“I--do you think we can have something small?”

“Keh--not as the village priestess or protector.”

“It won’t be too much for you?”

“Fuck no. I just want to be married to you. If I had to kill my asshole brother to wed you, I’d do it.” His words caused her to giggle in response. 

“So…” She blushed, feeling slightly nervous at the idea of them maybe exploring more intimate things. Not that she wasn’t ready. But she wasn’t sure--

“What part of ‘I want to court you’ slipped out of your ding-bat head? Even if you wanted to--which I can tell you don’t at the moment-- I’d say no.”

“But--”

“Not yet. But we’ll get there because I’m going to prove to you I’m worthy of you.” Gods. His fiery burning golden eyes literally sent waves of heat through her.

“O-Ok,” she agreed without a fight. It was probably wise they dated before they actually mated. It was a ‘forever’ kind of thing. Not a ‘oh yea, let’s have sex and then go our seperate ways’ proposition. Not that she had any doubts about being with him forever. She left her childhood home, her family, her school friends she had grown up with to be here. With him. If he wanted to ‘prove’ to her he was what she was looking for, she’d let him until he was confident they were ready.

They ended their evening with another passion filled kiss under their favorite tree and walked back to Kaede’s hand in hand. They’d tell the others in the morning. Until then, they relish in their time they had together again.

[dawnrider]

Burned away?

Ah! Hello @lavendertwilight89

So Burned Away is an Inuparent’s WIP that was inspired by @heavenin--hell​ and @loveyou-x3000​′s @reflections-doujin​ BEFORE we knew that’s what it was going to become (promise I wasn’t copying, I even checked with Mochi first!) but has been left aside because I worried it might overlap.  I teased it a little a while back, so this might be a repeat... Anyway, it’s a “what if” Touga survived the house fire after saving Izayoi and Inuyasha, but was blinded by it and has amnesia. While Sesshoumaru saves him, Izayoi is left on her own to fend for herself and her newborn hanyou son. I promise the plan is for it to have a happy if not at all canon-compliant ending!

The last thing he could remember was heat.  A lot of it.  He was rather impervious to most things, but something about this heat had terrified him in a way he could never remember feeling.  Touga didn’t feel fear often. Then he had felt pain. Everywhere really, but pointedly in the places he could feel the barbs of arrows in his arm, his side…  How had those gotten through his youki let alone his armor, he wondered.

His greatest concern, aside from his gap in memory, was his current lack of vision.  His other senses made up for a lot, but his lack of sight was troubling.  The familiar scent of his son and his vassal were muffled by the lingering stench of smoke, burned fabric and flesh.  Flesh which, based on sensation, was likely his. There were tender places on his hands and face in particular, his back was the worst.  He could hardly move from his spot prone on his stomach at the moment, which was unpleasant to say the least.

“Are you awake, Touga-sama?” a nervous voice called from somewhere near his ear. He grunted an affirmative.  “That is good!  You should not move yet though, My Lord.”  He grunted an agreement to that as well.  He certainly felt in no shape to be going anywhere.  “Oh! S-Sesshoumaru-sama,” Myouga quavered.  Touga fought a smirk.  His son needed to stop scaring the life out of all their vassals or they wouldn’t have any left.

“Chichi-ue,” he spoke.  Touga wiggled his fingers a bit to acknowledge him.  He couldn’t see him even if he looked, so what was the point?  “The smoke and flames damaged your eyes, amongst other things.”

“I am aware,” he croaked out.  “How long have I been here?”

“A few days now.”  He felt a slight shift in Sesshoumaru’s youki, a frisson of agitation along where it met his own. “Why?”

“Why what?”

A longer pause.  “Why would you risk yourself for that human?”

Touga blinked in surprise, no matter that it did nothing to clear his vision.  “What human?”

And a little for Izayoi, for the drama...

"Hush, my love, please hush," she whimpered, barely holding in a sob. The squalling was likely to attract undesired attention and she couldn't afford for them to be found. Izayoi rebound her ankle, the skin still raw and stinging with any pressure. Her forearm on her left was even worse. She didn't regret deflecting that burning shoji from her newborn son's precious little form, but now she had burns that needed tending on top of the full time care of a hanyou infant.

The small village inn had allowed her to stay for a few days, the innkeeper taking pity on an obviously injured new mother.  Fortunately, no one tried to take a closer look at the baby since his tiny claws and inu ears would have gotten her thrown out at best and stoned if they were feeling less generous. After she was mobile enough, she had moved on, needing to keep him safe.  Her baby. Her Inuyasha.

Anywhere near humans was not safe.

[chromatic-lamina]

marco for the character ask!

Nice one! Thanks, @scratchmenapoo!

Okay, here goes for my favourite phoenix.

favorite thing about them:

I like that he seems to be really laidback and easygoing with a good sense of humour. It’s just as well for me that I didn’t read too many Marco fics before I started writing him, cos’ it’s not how he’s usually perceived. Haha.

least favorite thing about them:

There is nothing not to like about Marco. He’s fab. Guess I would have preferred for Oda to make his age a little closer in age to the Worst Generation (so we can all feel good about our shipping likes), but it makes sense that he is the age he is, and a mighty fine 45 year old he is too.

favorite line:

Maybe the one chapter 992. Ah, it’s pretty important, I think, so I won’t spoil it for you. Just to say, I think it gives a nice insight and confirmation of the kind of relationship the Whitebeard Pirates had with Whitebeard. Also love his interaction with Nekomamushi

brOTP: Marco and the various members of the WB crew, I have Marco and Robin, and Marco and Zoro getting along in my fics, cos’ they’re good friends with Law. In my fics, he’s closest with Izou and Vista, but I wrote them before I knew that much about them. From canon we can absolutely see he’s good friends with Izou, Neko and Inu, and a whole bunch of characters you haven’t met yet, so exploration of that time of his life leading into the present is interesting.

Oh, of course I like a platonic Marco and Law as well as as a ship. Three Doctor Fics and art is cool too, so throw Chopper in there as well.  OTP:

MarLaw...haha. Yeah, I like it as a ship. Two smart, collected, intelligent and sexy men with sharp senses of humour. Blame the fanartists, like I said on my character thing for Law.

Ace is usually canonically not alive in my MarLaw fics, so there’s usually background MarAce. It’s not my OTP, but there’s background LawLu for Law too. People have pasts. Neither ship is treated disrespectfully.

Anyone’s fine with Marco, actually. He’s magical, but I also think he’s a bit of an everyman.

nOTP: I don’t have one for Marco.

random headcanon:

I think this is actually canon, but all of the characters who can transport characters physically—Luffy, Law, Marco—don’t give a rat’s arse about their passenger’s comfort. This is seen by 

—how badly everyone travels and lands when Luffy lassos them, 

—how Law lands on top of his travel companion (Caesar) during Green Bit, and Sanji lands ingloriously on the deck. Law’s okay though.

—when he’s transporting everyone on Zou, nearly everyone ends up tits over arse except for him. I think Robin remains steady.

—Marco unceremoniously dumps his travel companion in Wano (lands on his head). I won’t let you know who it is, though you’ll find out if you go through my blog, and tells him to quit complaining.

I think it all ties into my fic, Devil Fruit Drivers, actually. :-) So I’ll just self-promo here 😁

unpopular opinion:

Not unpopular, but I think fandom might be glossing over the fact that Marco states in chapter 909 (sorry) that his regenerating power only has a small effect on others. I mean, he was the WB doctor and all, so I’m sure he heals with more than his powers, but there is a limit to the healing capabilities of them.

I also think Oda said in an SBS there was a limit to how much he could regenerate and heal himself. Of course it’s fun to run with the healing stuff though. I have him and Law working in conjunction with their powers, and I’ve seen others utilise his powers in really beautiful ways in some fics.

song i associate with them:

"(c’mon baby),  light my fire” ?  

Okay, I’ll edit in the pics. I have some canon or related to canon faves. Gonna edit some into the Law one too.

This one (bar the thick neck!)

Kid Marco

Fashion Marco

And of course there’s always tsute’s commissions of Marco and Law which I adore:

Thanks for the ask. Law, Tashigi, Usopp, Zoro, Luffy, Marco and Kid are completed!  Chopper is lined up.

Ask away:

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character asks (one piece only)

[jaehyunspeachparty]

Daddy Jaehyun

i.ix.

(little bit smut, little bit angst)

From time to time you and Jaehyun argue. Some fights are simple and soft. But some last days...

day 1

It was late in the evening. The whole apartment was quiet and only light from the bedroom still shone. You were sitting on Jaehyun, your hands were clawing in his bare skin and you are moving your hips up and down. You moan softly and try to find the perfect point. This whole pregnancy made you horny and you would like to climb on Jaehyun every second. But when you looked to Jaehyun, he was mentally absent. His eyes were empty and his hands were just beside him. You try to do your best, try to ride him faster, but he did not react.

"Everything okay?" You stop your movements and look down at him worried.

"Yes continue." He puts his hands on your thighs, but kept looking past you. You're trying to ride him again to fulfill your lust, but that did not make you any fun either.

"Forget it." You sigh annoyed and get off him. You put on your sweatpants and lie down to the side. Jaehyun did not react and you thought he didn’t find you attractive anymore with your big belly.

day 2

"Daddy, what are you drinking?" The next day Jaehyun was still in thoughts. His daughter Miga was sitting next to him and noticed that too - of course in her own way.

Jaehyun did not respond to her question and kept looking into the void. You start to worry a little bit, but you were still angry about last night.

"Daddy may I drink it?" Miga points to the cup of coffee. Jaehyun did not react again and slowly you became even more angry.

"Hey, can you at least answer your daughter?" Your tone was sharp, so you waked Jaehyun out of his thoughts. But he was still siting half-present there.

"No you can not drink this." His voice was very cold and you were already shocked how he talked to your daughter. Miga also noticed his sudden coldness and began to cry. You pick her up and hug her.

"Hey, I'll make you a cocoa." Miga nodded while her little tears rolled down her cheeks. Jaehyun got up and left the apartment. You did not see him again that day.

day 3

It was the third day Jaehyun had been away all day. He did not talk to you and came home only to sleep. Tonight you could not sleep again because your baby was kicking wildly in you. You had read on the internet that the babies are being swung at day with your movement. That’s why they become active when you lie, because they are now awake. You try a little walk through the apartment, so that the little boy falls asleep in your belly again. It was 2 AM and Jaehyun was still not there. But suddenly you hear someone unlocking the door. Jaehyun finally came home and he looked surprised that you were standing in front of him.

"Why are you still awake?" He took off his bag and took off his shoes.

"I'm glad to see you again too." You could not hold back this cynical statement. But when you realize that your child kicked around wildly, you start to move up and down again. Jaehyun ignored you, did not even kiss you and made his way to the bedroom.

"Can you finally tell me what's going on?" So many scenarios went through your head. In the end, you were even scared that he would leave you or not love you anymore.

"Y/N, I just want to sleep." He runs his hand through his hair and lets out a deep sigh. But you can not stand this situation anymore, that was all too much for you.

"Jaehyun, please tell me what's going on. I beg you!“ Tears rolled down your cheeks because you were so helpless at the moment.

"They want to make a new album with NCT U and they don’t know yet if they include me. I'm working my ass off so I can be a part of this project. So have some understanding.“ His tone was sharp and you were really shocked. It was still about the same topic. He had mentioned it once, but you did not elaborate on it.

"A little bit of understanding, are you serious? Let's go through it, theoretically, when will you make your comeback? In three months? Jaehyun! In three months, I'll give birth to our second child and I don’t want you to leave me in this time. I need you, Miga needs you! You wanted a second child, you should have thought it over first.“ You're be in a rage because you could not believe what you're hearing. Of course you wanted to support him, but not at this time.

"You know what? That’s why I did not tell you this. " Jaehyun sighs and opens the door to the bedroom. But you run in front of him and take his bedding.

"You can sleep on the couch." You push his blanket and pillow into his hand and send him out of the room.

day 4

Miga was ill that day. She had a fever and could barely swallow. The pediatrician had prescribed something for her, but she still suffered a lot. You wrote Jaehyun several times that his daughter was ill, but he did not respond.

Miga slept in your bed this night. She woke up over and over again, because of the sore throat and you then watched her favorite children's tv-show. It was 3 AM and Miga has just fallen asleep again. Her little head lay on your stomach until you realize that the little boy in you started to kick wildly. You gently put your daughter on Jaehyun's side of the bed and you try to close your eyes a little when you suddenly hear the door open. You get up and look into the kitchen, where Jaehyun is trying to fill a glass of water.

"You're drunk?" You look shocked at your husband, who could hardly stand upright. He leaned against the kitchen counter and drank the water in one go.

"Jaehyun, what's going on lately?" You were really desperate, because the last few days have burdened you a lot. Not a second passed without you thinking about Jaehyun.

"You know what's going on", he babbled and sat down on the couch, where you had his bedding again prepared.

"It's just like that, you have a family now and you're not an idol anymore. Just deal with it." You were so mad at him, but at the same time you wanted him back. You didn’t want to sleep without him anymore.

"Deal with it?" Apparently, your statement had made him even more angry. "You have no idea how it is, I've worked all the time to be a musician and you don’t know what it's like giving something up." You look stunned at Jaehyun, you could not believe what he just said.

"Jaehyun, I gave up my whole life for you and the family. When I got pregnant with Miga, I was about to become a partner of the event company where I was working for, but I wanted to be with you. And I never wanted to marry an idol and be in public, and now we can not have a normal day in Seoul where we are not photographed. Jaehyun I gave up my privacy for you I decided to give up my carrier to our family, but I'm not complaining. So think about what you're saying next time." You crunch your teeth and rush into the bedroom angrily. You close the door and went to bed to Miga.

day 5

The day seemed endless today. Miga’s health didn’t get better. She lay crying like baby in your arms, as she still could not swallow without pain.

"Mommy it hurts so much." Her face was red and more tears rolled down her cheeks. You wanted so much to take away the pain, but you were helpless. The pediatrician said it could last a few days. You look at the little Shiba Inu puppy, which Jaehyun and Miga found two weeks ago, who still had no name. He was laying loyal next to Miga.

You're humming a song for your daughter and hoping you could soothe her a little bit. The medicine you gave her earlier may work now and she slowly closed her eyes. Now tears ran down your face and the little puppy snuggled up against you. You had to smile, because it was really cute. But there was still so much sadness in you. You just wanted Jaehyun back, as he was a few days ago. You hear the door open again, only this time you were so surprised that he came home so early. It was 2 pm and this was pretty early for Jaehyun.

You did not know how to react, so you just stuck with Miga. You hear how he put down everything and how the steps came closer to you. He knelt in front of you and stroked Miga's face.

"Did she just fall asleep?" His voice was suddenly very gentle and he seemed much calmer than before. You nod and Jaehyun lifted Miga up. He carried her to the nursery, put her in her bed and then came back to you.

"I'm an idiot." He sits next to you and drove threw his hair. You were quite surprised by his statement, but you let him talking.

"I really wanted to be part of the album. I totally forgot about you, Miga and our son. And what I said yesterday ..." He sighs and you see the regret in him. "I am so grateful to you that you are there for our children and still let me be a musician. I don’t deserve you. " He sadly lowers his head and you see that he had seen his mistake.

"Don’t say that! We both deserve us! I know it's not easy for you, I don’t want to stop you from making music, but the timing is just not good." You take his hand and look at him sadly. You were also sorry that he had to make compromises, but in the first place were now your children.

"I know, that's why I announced today in the meeting that I will not participate." He looks up and stares at you. You were really surprised, you did not think he would do that.

"What really?" He nods and answers your question. You look at him stunned, but at the same time a stone fell from your heart.

"Y/N I love you, you are the most important to me." He took his hand, put it on your cheek and kissed you.

Daddy Jaehyun Masterlist

[kyu-bri]

Magia Rapport pt 2

@magiarapport​

August 24th prompt: What was your favorite event, and why? Is it because of gameplay or the story?

It’s hard to choose so I’m gonna just, gush a bit.

As you can probably tell I’m very biased toward the OG girls, I started Magia Record primarily because PMMM had become my new obsession and I wanted some sort of constant flow of content out of decade old anime lmao.

But another thing I think I hooked onto was Inu Curry’s writing. They really know Madoka Magica and aren’t afraid to really play with them- something the writers for a spin-off gacha game (as with most spin-off stories honestly) can be scared to do. Inu Curry made references, revealed secrets and built upon the story we already know- which lets be honest is what we always truly want from a spin-off series. Magia Record proper does this well by putting more magical girls into the world and letting us see things work out better for them than for the original cast, but what I really appreciated with this story was getting to see that old original cast get to get in on that, and these events managed to do that without watering them down any.

Under the cut is me going on for 3000 words about why I love these three events I’m so sorry. TL;DR at the very end-

I’ll go in release order,

A La Carte Valentine was one of the first if not THE first event I got in on. I was eager to bc 1 Gay Magical Girl Shit Guaranteed. And ofc 2 OG Cast participation.

I want to preface by saying I actually loved all the girls’ stories in this. I was very much still in a state of getting used to Iroha’s gang let alone trying to care about the secondary girls. I knew Tsukasa had this angsty Twins Separated At Birth Deal and liked seeing her home life (also I immediantly stanned Take. Regular well-meaning dude who has no idea whats going on just trying his best and hating his boss). I knew nothing about Ami except Cowgirl Meguca and getting the bulk of her personality in one short even I think really kept me from being absolutely sick of her, she’s just a cute silly teenage girl who could be in literally anything and I was able to just endearingly giggle at that. Hinano managed to do the heterosexual unrequited crush cliché without me groaning or missing any of her regular personality. Also was there a Ren part? I don’t remember because everything Ren does feels like a Soft Yuri Valentines Special. Also I love Momoko. Ok moving on to what I Really wanna talk about.

Madoka is genuinely my Least Cared About of the Holy Sextet. I don’t think she’s bad or even boring- Madoka has a depth to her character, like, really deep- but that’s not something ever really touched upon by the fandom. Even when people like her and make her the Heroine she’s Supposed to be, it’s usually in the context of “Girl who feels nothing but kindness and happy thoughts would cut off her right hand to feed to a hungry dog. Isn’t she so Good????”. And honestly, while I understand the point it was going to make, I wasn’t crazy about her sacrifice in the end of the series. (Team Homura “Rebellion Is Good Actually” ftw) All because I think that I’m an Adult Woman watching this like “You are 14yrs old and need to be home playing Sims and not sacrificing yourself for the greater good you stupid silly little baby girl”

So my point is here near all fan content I encounter tends to emphasize whats sort of my least favorite facet of Madoka. I don’t think she made the ‘wrong’ decision in the context she and the story were given, but it’s still a sad thing to show a depressed(!!!) insecure girl resolving to give away her very existence so that every other girl on earth has a chance to just Dream. Oh and they still usually die young. But that’s ok because then she takes them and lets them sleep peacefully forever in her Heaven Basement (Yes I am bitter stan Homura I would yank this savior complex infant girl out the sky too)

MY POINT BEING (The servers closing let me BLEED OUT ALL MY FEELINGS) This event did not do that!!! It made Madoka…….. EVERYTHING SHE SHOULD BE??? ALWAYS??? Showed her HOW WE SHOULD BE ABLE TO VIEW HER??? (Read: Happy and Alive and Confident at no foreboding or sacrifice of anyone else!!!!)

She is Sassy and Surrounded By Friends and Really Funny??? And we get this Ridiculous Oh My God On Crack metaphor about her being this all-powerful apocalypse bringing being which is representing her love for the universe through her Witch form of Wanting Everyone To Be Happy And Safe With Her??? And she still risks herself to save everyone as is her Thing to do but we get to have her do it without erasing her existence as a human being at the end and if that is not some GOOD SHIT????

Ok next:

NGL Sayaka’s (fav character, inarguable best girl, can u not tell) parts in MagiReco til like the last arc have always left me a bit disappointed. She was the only late comer of the OG girls from what I understand and it kind of gives her the air of what a lot of the second(/thirdary?) girls suffer from. You can tell the writers can’t even figure out a trope to apply her to to make her easy and two dimensional to write about so they just don’t know what to do. They definitely try to make up for it (especially in the anime which Praise Be but that’s probably Inu Currys doing) but she’s still lacking like, any of the depth of her personality. Which, I guess I could anticipate. Because most of the fandom tends to as well. (again)

Gonna stop complaining and get on with- That didn’t feel as much the case in her Valentine event. Sure it was still the same formula of “The Issue Is Kyosuke” but that didn’t play out as grueling as her personal story did with “Nine Episodes Of “The Issue Is Kyosuke””

There was one big glaring heart-aching detail of “Mami isn’t really there because SHES IN A FUCKING CULT RIGHT NOW” which kind of jarred the event out of the ho-hum silly valentines sidestory these events usually keep up.

Sayaka has this crisis about Doing Anything Meaningful With Kyosuke which we all know what That’s calling back to, but in this environment we get to have Kyoko come right up and be in a position with her to earnestly and affectionately Push Her To Do It. The lonely little tsundere bitch girl pushes her Not Friend to Give The Bastard The Gotdamn Chocolate Already and for a moment you can only think about What If’s and If Only’s. Sayaka’s is still the weakest of the threes stories in this event but it worked harder to show us different sides of the characters then 6 chapters of Another Story managed to do.

And then there’s fucking Homura.

I will be, eternally grateful for Kuro. As a character that becomes metaphorical for the 2D ways we initially viewed the feathers and just NPCs in games in general, and also like, giving Homura a friend she actually cares about that isn’t the tangled dark web of Bullshit she’s gotten tied up with Madoka in. Please ask me about all my AU’s where Kuro is Homuras first girlfriend.

Seeing Moemura in Magia Record has always been a bit surreal, we never really understand just what stage of Trauma this Homura is in because Multiverses Are Hell, but this event gives us a good chunk of a Homura who still has hope and faith both in the world and Madoka. Theres this wonder to her that while still bogged down by terrible experiences still has the energy to be Trying. And she sees a girl who used to be like her- which when you think about it is probably what Madoka saw in her- and she wants to help. Because Madoka helped her. And Madoka is the best thing in the universe and maybe Homura can be just a little bit closer to that.

Kuro is too far gone though, as is the reality frequently in this series, things don’t work out just because of circumstance. Kuro was a bullied, insecure little girl who realistically shouldn’t have had to become a rampaging monster because of it. We’re reminded of this being the reality of the Madoka universe. Homura, is reminded of this reality. Homura loses this one chance to bring hope into the world like Madoka brought hope into hers.

And then her story ties into the ending of Madoka’s. Madoka saves her life yet again, even as Homura continues to feel miserable and empty. But at least Madoka is with her. The girls then share a quiet, intimate Valentines together. And you sort of understand how Homura fell so far into the darkness that the only thing she was able to still care about and fight for was Madoka’s safety.

That shit slaps. It slaps you right in the heart and causes fucking bruising but then u want it to do it again because you’re masochistic and Meguca Is Suffering.

Anyway I hope Kuroe slaps our hearts more in season2

MOVING ON!!!!

~Nagisa’s Wish~

Ok, I don’t remember what got me so simp over Nagisa, I think it was the heart-aching irony that Mami adopts the witch that fucking ate her. But that is my baby now and I’d die for her. Fandom Charlotte whose pink and silly and loves her mom and is Mami’s cancer-riddled girlfriend is cool and all but she isn’t a tiny Halloweeny baby whose fucking bitter angry and manically obsessed with cheese due to PTSD.

I had saw a summary of Nagisa’s Wish reposted just to quickly explain Nagisa’s backstory, and as such immediately had to search out if that crazy ride was true- so I actually watched this whole event probably before I downloaded the game. It was surreal on its own but replaying it when it came to NA didn’t lessen it any- I got to process more of what I was witnessing and as result stanned Yu pretty hard.

I guess to explain my Emotions here, saving Yu for later- calls for me to just, describe who Nagisa is as a human being and my headcanons surrounding it all with what this event gave us. Whether you consider it canon or not it’s one version of events that we were given and that I am all for accepting.

Nagisa’s Mom was a celebrity, she could have been an actress though I also like the idea of her being an Idol. She met Nagisa’s Dad oh-so romantically and got knocked up- they very well could have been married but it doesn’t seem clear enough. He seems to have left too suddenly for legal matters like that. Nagisa is approximately 11, and while she seems to remember her Father, she doesn’t in the sense of having had a relationship with him or any feelings. Her Mother has to “explain” why he left, so Nagisa was probably still young even if not a baby. What I’m getting at here is the timeline for when Nagisa’s Mom Got Like That. Nagisa can remember her from before she was, and then says that she got sick after her Dad left. So what I’m wondering is did Daddy Momoe ruin this young rich girls life, give her syphilis and then leave her with a baby she was unfit to care for in poverty? I know half of this is running on anime logic but Holy Shit all the possible ways reasons and ideas for why things could’ve gotten This Bad.

Is it ridiculously dark and edgy that the original story we were given was “Girl wishes her dying mother could have her favorite cake but then realizes OOPSIE-DAISY I could have wished for her to Not Die instead!!!!” got turned into “11yr old hates her abusive mother so much she wants to make her suffer in the most symbolic way she can and then goes mental when she isn’t able to do it”??? Yes. But if I had the mental capacity to I have to admit I was in a position to be just as bitter at that age too. I can’t call it unrealistic. I may infact be projecting hard with how much I support and enjoy this backstory.

Anyway Nagisa was in such a state of trauma and distress at a horrifically young age when she died that it broke her mental faculties so severely that even when she came back as a literal Angel of God she had blocked it out so deeply and thoroughly she seemingly regressed to an even younger capacity and hyperfixated on the trait that she has before used to try to bond with her Mother who she had died hating.

And that also slaps u right in the heart.

A N D T H E N !

~Beachside Bonds~

Just the simple structure of this story was so enjoyable and nicely done. We finally get to see the OG girls in a context we wouldn’t be able to in literally any other scenario. They’re going on a summer vacation together and Homura is sentimentally journaling every single second of it. Is this mayhaps because she’s never gotten to be this happy and blissful with these girls she loves so much??? Of course this is are you not paying attention what the fuck. Homura is so optimistic and healed and hopeful she’s acting like what she might actually be doing as a normal teenage girl. (A heartrending contrast to the end of her Valentines Special)

We get nothing short of pure fluffy Slice Of Life shenanigans on the beach which even includes a bunch of the Kamihama girls that the OG crew knows! And they talk about it! And introduce eachother! And their friends commentate on it! Ren gets to see Kyoko Not Being A Bitch and then Sayaka teases her about having made friends and oh my god my heart is turning into cottoncandy as we speak Mom holy FUCK

Sayaka’s existence fucking matters in this story! It’s her families Hotel they’re staying at and she has relationships and memories with the creepy twins that live there and she talks like a fucking person??? And gives opinions??? That aren’t just copypasted “Justice is Good and Bad things are BAD!!!!”

Mami is fresh out of her fucking Cult Drama and she’s still trying to be cool Senpai but then she DECKS Homura in the face and gets scared by the ghost stories and then turns into pudding and waxes nostalgia at Kyoko out of nowhere IT’S ALMOST LIKE SHE’S A FIFTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL????????

G H O S T S ? ? ? ?

Y U ! ? ! ? ! ? !

(IS G A Y ! ! ! !)

This whole fucking backstory and truly horrifying Romeo and Juliet on Acid love and death story between Yu and her girlfriend and like if I wasn’t fascinated enough by Yu just being the creepy organ harvester before but apparently thats what she became after she literally made some sort of wish that erased all of her memories besides the nickname her sweetheart used for her and coincidentally also added to her the task of killing all Bad People?????

Yu made a wish to be able to get rid of All Bad People preserving the innocent version of herself who grew up with this girl and it was right after a failed double suicide attempt on fucking Doomed Lovers Cliff fucking Lifetime Will You Ever.

It then pairs with Homura whose PTSD gets to shine through a bit in being unable to believe any bad sort of Madoka which how could you try to force her to at this point while Also pairing Homura with Ren in the “Gay Love Saved Our Lives: Traumatized vers & Vanilla vers”

I don’t remember if there was a symbolic finale and tbh I have forgotten a lot of the details with Yu and her girlfriend Whatsherface because that shit was just so shocking and bizarre to read and much too painful to reread in a timely fashion just.

That shit hurted but it was full of so much love and hope both doomed and stolen but still was wrapped up in the comforting concept that This Is The Universe Where Homura Gets To Be Okay This Time.

She’s still scarred beyond comprehension and this ghost drama accentuated it all but at the end of the day this is still the Safe Universe where all of them are alive and the Holy Quintet are friends and they’re all going to be okay (Godoka & Aniplex willing) and so many of us love Madoka Magica because it shows girls fighting through the same pain we’ve been through and keeping their hope alive and here we get to see them actually find peace in a clunkily written fanservicey spin-off mobile gacha game and hey, that made me happy while I got to experience it. Thanks for the ideas and memories and tragic backstories and funny thirdary characters MagiReco I’m gonna take em all and Run.

Akjsladbfalkjfsbslk If you read this all without getting a migraine or blocking me ily thanks for listening!!!!!!

TL;DR

Me likey A La Carte Valentine bc it’s silly and gay and I simp Kuro

Me likey Nagisa’s Wish bc sawft baby is good and so are Tragic Edgy Backstories

Me likey Beachside Bonds bc Gay Ghosts and Our Girls Finally Get To Be Happy Peaceful(ish) Teenage Girls and that’s all I want for them ;w;

Reeses In Pieces ya’ll

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