#and he was half oni from birth

[kindaasrikal]

I find it interesting that two of Lloyd’s most emotionally connected villains, as well as the ONLY teenage villains near/exactly his age, stole his colour palette.

We’re talking about Morro, Mr “destiny said i can’t be the green ninja, so i made green my whole personality and then stole the damn title, oopsies”, and Harumi, Ms “my parents died. Thats unacceptable. I’m making it everyones problem and then I’m gonna steal the Green Ninjas whole oni thing because who doesn’t like pink?”

Morro out here taking Lloyd’s green gig, and the second he decides to add a totally new colour of pink to his colour scheme both Harumi and the Overlord made it their whole thing.

Okay but who actually stole the colours from who

[yutasbellybuttonpiercing]

#3 "i dare you to fuck me (hoshi)"

kinktober 2024 — #3

pairing: kwon soonyoung/ hoshi x reader

au/genre: smut, slightly fluffy (?), best friends!au

word count: 4293 words

warnings: brief nipple play, fingering (f receiving), not detailed oral (f receiving), awkwardness, a bet about orgasms, soonyoung has a big dick (how does this always happen?), piv sex (reader is on unspecified birth control), unrealistic stamina, cream pie 💞

a/n: I WUV HOSHI 🐯 also, can someone please count how many times i've described his body as muscular?

taglist: @rjreins @meowniee @deezbin @ant-onie @ablackbtsstan @gacktsa

"There just is no way you can do it, no one can!" A groan escapes you as you fall back onto your mattress, throwing a pillow over your face to hide your half-embarrassed, half-distressed feelings written all over your face. It's awfully quiet for a moment, and to have a peek to what you assume is happening, you remove the pillow, immediately being greeted with your best friend's face hovering mere inches in front of your own, signed with that look – and therefore be proven correctly.

"I think I can." Soonyoung grins, leaning in closer. His knees rest on each side next to your hips on the mattress, his hands creating deep imprints beside your shoulders as he stares down at you. Involuntarily, your breath hitches. You find yourself staring into his eyes, switching from one to the other as your own widen in realization that – maybe – you're not as much against the idea as you initially suspected.

Soonyoung is commonly known to be absolutely competitive. If everyone was backing down from a challenge, Soonyoung would be the last man standing, facing the difficulties and tearing them apart like a cheese grater. It is something you do admire about him, well, under normal circumstances that do not include your... your body.

"And I think you're being a creep," you announce, pressing your pointer finger to his forehead to push him away. With a whine, he compliantly retracts, a pout forming on his lips, all while you feel like you can finally breathe again. With a scoot, you sit up against the headboard, switching between looking at your best friend and fighting your hardest battle of trying not to look at him. 

"Well, I think you're not giving me a chance," he states, criss-crossing his toned legs that you probably shouldn't gaze upon right now to stand your point, but how could you when they're practically begging for you to bite into their muscly flesh?

"Well, I think-" You're forcing your eyes to take in anything but his thighs – a quest hard enough to bring even the strongest soldier to their knees in defeat – "that would cross boundaries that can't be un-crossed."

The playful glint in his eyes disappears suddenly, leaving him to contort his brows in concern. "For real?"

"I mean, yeah?" Your shoulders tense up and your fingers begin fiddling with a loose string on your sock. "Look, the thing is that I'm fine. I don't need to- you know."

The look he sends you is unbelieving, doubtful, unconvinced.

"It was just a random fact I threw into this conversation, I didn't mean for you to jump on the opportunity," you reason, hands gesturing weirdly in front of your chest.

"Alright, my bad," he grins and you thank the universe for the one thing that characterizes your best friend more than his competitiveness: his naivety to believe every lie you tell. Because if he'd tried convincing you for a minute longer, you would've presumably given in. It's not like you don't want to, it's not like the voice between your legs hasn't yearned for Soonyoung's touch once or twice or thrice or more in the past years of being friends. It's just that- how does one move on from that?

"Great!"

"I mean it's your choice if you don't want to cum." Soonyoung shrugs, eyebrows risen with a sly smile on his face as he turns his head, then side-eyes you.

"Exactly." You grin fakely.

"I mean, not to brag, but the feeling is pretty great."

"I know. I can do it myself."

"Sure, but" he sighs dreamily "it's different through the hands of another person."

"Weren't we going to play Mario Kart?" You ask through gritted teeth, trying to change the topic away from your sex-life. Soonyoung might be great at a lot of things, most things even, but how can you be sure he's good at this too? How does one move on from that – okay, maybe that’s somehow possible… but how does one move on from that failing miserably?

"Oh, of course," Soonyoung scoots to sit down next to you and presses a controller into your hands. You would like to say the cool material eases the sweaty feeling of your palms, but it actually intensifies, highlights the feeling, and you try your best to ignore how it threatens to glide from your wet digits every passing second. Not long after, the game starts with Soonyoung immediately taking first place. You try to concentrate, mood dropping when you have to, once again, realize that he is pretty much unbeatable. Saltily, you side-eye him, only to see a smug grin on his face. "What can I say, I'm pretty good with my hands."

"Oh, for God's sake!" You throw the controller down, crossing your arms over your chest and watch Soonyoung win the game just seconds later. Slowly, he turns his head towards you, grinning evilly.

"What?"

"Nothing," he smiles sweetly and you huff, then get ready for the next round which goes by just as quickly as the first, and with the same outcome. Annoyed, you throw the controller across the bed only for it to bounce off the edge and hit the floor with a thump. 

"You seem pretty tense, maybe I should help you relax," Soonyoung grins, and you wish upon the Gods to either let the ground swallow you whole or to give you a way to wipe his awful smugness off his handsome features.

Maybe you could punch him. It would most certainly shut him up, but you're not a violent person. You like peace, you like the pigeons, and punching him would only result in the same outcome of a ruined friendship, but without the fun.

Maybe you could kiss him. It would also ruin the friendship, but at least you get half the fun. 

Maybe you should just go for broke.

"Okay," you simply say. Judging by the look that takes over Soonyoung's face, he is definitely surprised, but not opposed. He blinks, bottom lip pushing forward in disbelief.

"What?"

"Do it," you demand, grabbing the remote to turn of the TV (the Mario Kart Theme Song is not the ideal background music for getting intimate with your best friend, you decide) and lay down on your back. With a swift motion, you lose your pants, kicking them off your legs and down the bed to pool in a little jean-mountain next to the controller you'd sent off earlier.

Soonyoung looks like he's been petrified while looking at a pot of freshly made budae jiggae. It takes him another split of a second to collect himself before he comes crawling over to you. "Are you sure?" 

"I'm sure that if you don't do something right now I will kick you out and keep your switch," you answer blandly and, in the same breath, wonder when all of your uncertainty turned into passive-aggressiveness and impatience. 

"I didn't pressure you into this, right?" Soonyoung's stare into your eyes is so intense that a part of you melts, but a different part of you wants to show him, to prove him wrong. There is no one who's ever been patient enough with you to make you finish, so maybe it's your poor choice of men, maybe it's your body, maybe it's something else entirely. Of course it bothered you at first, but you've come to terms with it. That was until today. There is just no way that he can bring you an orgasm. It cannot be that simple.

"I swear to God-"

"Can I kiss you?" Soonyoung's voice sounds so soft, uncharacteristically soft. He's appeared besides you, finally settled in laying on his side, slightly towering over your form. The scent of his cologne meets your nostrils as you dare to look up at him, a dark gaze set upon his eyes that makes you gulp, throat drying up with the thought of what's to come.

"Just do whatever you need to-" You don't even get to finish before his soft lips press against yours. He slips his hand beneath your chin to lift it up the slightest bit for better access. His mouth moves gently against your own, obnoxious sounds of lips parting and connecting again litters the quiet room. Sounds that would usually make you gag upon hearing them, but something about it being him makes it okay, makes you not even realize. 

It's then when you notice his hand leaving your chin, trusting the way your lips move against his own that you will not pull away without the support. He traces your form, hand stroking over your sides to come to a quick halt at your hips. You gasp as he moves it up again to gently trace the outlines of your breasts through your shirt. 

Tingling sensations of want spray through your body like a miniature firework. Soonyoung knows how to touch you, even though he never has, not like that, and when his thumb brushes over your clothed nipple, you gasp against his lips.

You just know he's going to be smug about it, you're not even surprised when you feel him smirk against your lips before resuming to kiss you deeply, adding a little tongue to lick over your lower lip, not yet begging for entry.

His hand leaves your breast, and you feel a little disappointed until you realize he pushes your shirt upwards to create real, skin-on-skin contact with your nipple again. You'd be surprised at how easy it was for you to let yourself go for him, to let him in, to let him explore, if you could concentrate on anything but the way his self-declared skillful fingers are making you feel right now. 

With your shirt pushed further up to reveal your body to his eyes, his lips leave yours to attach to a nipple instead, sensually licking and sucking on the bud to leave you back-arched and hungry for more. You voice your wish, and Soonyoung, not without a chuckle, lets go of your breasts to kiss you once again. 

His hand leaves your chest to travel south, tickling the sensitive skin of your stomach briefly before exploring the sensitivity of your thighs. He traces soft patterns on the supple flesh, riling you up even more before finally attending to your clothed core. 

At the first touch, your eyes roll back behind closed lids, hips bucking into his touch as if having a mind of their own. You know he can feel how your wetness drenched the flimsy material of your panties, and when he finally reaches inside, you feel much less like needing to prove a point. To say his fingers feel good would be an understatement, you would even dare say that you've never had someone else’s touch feel this good.

Soonyoung glides a finger through your folds, collecting enough of your wetness to spread upwards over your clit, then begins circling it. The action makes you clench around nothing. He knows just how to touch you, and you start to believe that he might actually be able to make it happen.

His motions, speed and pressure intensify over time, making you grasp the sheets to keep yourself from thrashing around. At this point, you don't even realize the sounds you're making, nor the volume of them, only spurring Soonyoung on to keep touching you just like that. 

Pressure begins building. Your heart skips a beat, then hammers away at twice its original pace to make up for it. The familiar knot in your stomach keeps forming, you cry out, hands, touching everywhere at once to find the closure of knowing what to do with yourself, finding refugee on Soonyoung's shirt. Your lips are no longer connected, instead your forehead rests pressed against his, allowing your panting breath to tickle his lips.

It's happening, it's going to happen-

It’s… it’s gone.

As slowly as it came, it ended abruptly. It still feels good, everything feels so, so good. You feel yourself being on fire, every part of you yearns to feel Soonyoung, more of Soonyoung and Soonyoung everywhere. It's just not enough.

Whether he felt your build up and crashing or not, he does not seem to be ready to give up just yet, instead reaching down to insert a finger into your waiting hole, then another. His movements are neat, concentrated on making you see stars with the way he drags along your walls, pads of his fingers pressing upward to massage into your spot just right.

It builds, it builds, and it's gone.

Reading your signs, Soonyoung moves to lie between your legs. The absolutely drenched material of your panties meets the floor moments later before Soonyoung dives in, lips and tongue connecting to form a firework of sensations between your legs. But it's just not enough, you realize, and you feel like crying. It can't be, he is doing everything right, better than right, so why isn't it working?

"S-Soonyoung-" you bring out. "It's not- it's not working."

"Are you sure? I mean, I could-"

"I can't. It's not going to happen."

"Just let go-"

"I can't!"

"Please-"

"Just let it go!"

It's not awkward, it just feels a little weird. None of you had realized just how much time Soonyoung spent between your thighs, and the reality came crashing down on you as you looked at your phone to overcome the awkward silence, showing numbers that indicated that Soonyoung's last bus was gone for good and there was no way for him to get home.

Hence, the two of you stare holes into the darkness lying next to each other on your bed about half an hour later. 

"I'm sorry I couldn't-" Soonyoung whispers into the quiet room.

"That's why I told you, it's impossible," you whine, hiding your face in your hands even though he can't see you anyway. 

"Was it... just not good in general?" The uncertainty in Soonyoung's voice is uncharacteristic for him, voice usually overflowing with confidence to a point where it's almost unbearably annoying sometimes. It makes your heart ache.

"No, you were not the problem. You did... everything right, to be honest. I don't want to stroke your already massive ego too much, but I've never been touched like that," you admit, turning to your side to face where you assume him to be.

"Phew," he says, and you can hear the playfulness in his voice clearly. You roll your eyes, but crack a smile. Rustling noises coming from Soonyoung's side of the bed, paired with dipping motions of the mattress that let you guess that Soonyoung's turned to face you as well. Carefully, you reach out to touch him.

"That's my f-, I swear to God if your finger ends up in my nose, that's your problem- no wait, I'll turn on the light," Soonyoung says and follows his own words with actions, and you giggle, closing your eyes to shield them from the stinging brightness of your lamp and scooting your body closer to Soonyoung until you can feel the warmth radiating from his body not only on your hand, that's touching his chest. It's silent for a minute.

"It was really good..." you admit again, Soonyoung's scent reminding you of the happenings earlier, and maybe this is your subconsciousness telling you to try it again, but you're unaware of it.

"If I didn't know any better, I could swear you're trying to fuck me right now," Soonyoung laughs and earns slaps to his chest from you until he has enough and grabs your wrist. "For real though..."

"What?"

"Let's try it again- wait! Hear me out," he warns, and you shut your opening mouth in defeat. "Let's make it a competition, whoever cums first has to buy ice cream tomorrow."

"Ice cream?" You mumble, head spinning a little at his eagerness to try again. You can't believe that this is only his competitiveness speaking, yet you can only speculate the reason why he is so head over heels at the idea of being intimate with you again.

"Ice cream," he confirms, but the tone of his voice dropped in both deepness and volume. A tingling sensation washes over your body, causing your breath to come out shakily as you subconsciously press yourself closer to Soonyoung.

"But isn't ice cream like really cheap? Shouldn't we compete for something a little more... expensive?" You don't notice how your tone changed as well, making it sound like you're unintentionally purring your words.

"It's not about the ice cream, silly," Soonyoung tsks, making you look up at him once again by lifting your chin, "I just want you."

You whimper at that, and fortunately, Soonyoung is quick enough to pull you into another kiss before you can feel embarrassed about your shameless display of attraction. Quickly, the kiss gets heated, yet not hasty, no teeth clashing, no lips crashing, just raw desire and a little too much spit. It’s perfect.

Soonyoung’s hands find your waist, pulling you closer, before shamelessly reaching for the supple flesh of your ass, generously groping a cheek with his hand, making you whimper once again, uncoordinated hands tugging at his shirt, wanting it off, wanting to see the bulky richness of the body you know he’s sculpted to upmost perfection at the gym in the past years.

Following your desperate request, Soonyoung pulls the fabric over his head, he himself too affected to even act cocky about you wanting an opportunity to visually take in his beefy torso, instead panting softly as his intense gaze meets yours.

Though not for long, as yours immediately falls to his strong chest, muscles visibly bulging through his skin, and you can feel yourself gulping from drooling so much. Your nimble fingers quickly find their way onto his skin, softly exploring the wide expanse of muscle paradise as your lips find his again. 

Soonyoung softly grunts into your mouth as your fingertips briefly circle his assumably sensitive nipple, then softly pushes you onto your back to hover above you effortlessly, strong arms wrapping around your figure before pulling your shirt off as well.

The in between is a bit of a blur, every glimpse at Soonyoung's body enough to get your head spinning, every one of his touches feeling electric with how turned on you are, and soon, there's not a layer of clothing separating you. 

Soonyoung reaches down gently, spreading your folds with his fingers to find your wetness greeting him once again, insisting on preparing you for what's to come as he softly kisses along your neck.

This time, you feel, he's less determined, there's no goal in his mind, he genuinely wants to explore the depths of you, every little part he missed in his determination earlier. But that doesn't make it any less mind blowing.

“You’re so… perfect,” he mumbles into your neck, the sound almost getting lost in your gasps and soft moans as he stretches you with three of his digits. 

“Soonyoung…” you whimper needily, trembling hands running down his body, reaching their destination as you wrap a hand around his length. 

“Fuck, you’re big,” you gasp in mild surprise, unable to hold back the implied compliment, and the charged atmosphere briefly lightens as Soonyoung lets out a soft chuckle. 

“You want it?” He asks, and it’s not only a question of if, but also him trying to gauge if you're ready for him yet.

“Mm,” you hum in approval, hooded eyes hazily looking up at him as you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer. Soonyoung lets out one last breathy chuckle before aligning himself with your entrance, intense gaze meeting yours as he carefully shifts forward, his tip briefly catching on your hole before sliding inside.

Your breath hitches at the stretch despite his preparations, yet you want more, you want all of him, all of Soonyoung as deeply as possible, and to never let him go. And he complies, slowly pushing deeper and deeper, every vein dragging deliciously along your walls that struggle to adjust to the intrusion.

With your eyes rolling back, you let out a soft groan, hands grabbing onto his bulging biceps for any form of stability as your head spins, his tip seeming to slide deeper endlessly, his cock filling you to the very brim before he finally bottoms out.

“Holy shit,” Soonyoung grunts softly, panting breaths leaving his parted lips, eyebrows scrunched in a mix of raw pleasure and trying to hold himself back from just pounding into you right now.

He takes a deep breath, grabbing onto your thigh to adjust it around his waist before stroking all the way over the flesh of your ass and up your waist where he rests his hand to hold you in place as he pulls back slightly, then thrusts experimentally.

A whine escapes your parted lips, fireworks going off behind closed lids, the butterflies in your stomach going crazy at the feeling combined with the mere reality of this situation. Soonyoung’s inside you, reaching depths that you’d naively describe as uncharted territory, and, God, he feels heavenly. And your body seems to agree, clenching automatically as if not wanting to ever let him pull out entirely again.

Soonyoung gasps, then buries his face in your neck again, lips attaching to your skin, peppering open mouthed kisses everywhere he can reach as he repeats his thrust before setting a slow yet steady pace.

Moans tumble from your mouth uncontrollably, the bet about ice cream long forgotten, as well as your uncertainty about whether you can even cum from someone else's touch. 

And Soonyoung takes you for hours, pushing your legs and body into every possible position one could think of, whispering sweet yet dirty nothings into your ear for only you to hear, and gifting you the best night of your life. 

By the time he announces that he's close, he’s a panting mess, a layer of sweat covering his muscular body while the wetness between your legs has increased to a point where it's almost too slippers, and yet all you feel is pure bliss.

“Cum in me,” you gasp breathlessly, your legs feeling like jelly at this point, “it’s fine… cum in me…”

With his last remaining strength, Soonyoung’s head snaps up, a look of pure astonishment on his face, “for real?”

“Y-yeah.. yeah, I’m-,” you interrupt yourself with a moan as Soonyoung’s thrusts pick up, “yeah..”

“Oh my God..” Soonyoung’s moans get whinier, a tad higher in pitch as he gets closer and closer. He’s managed to manhandle you back into your original position with you on your back, and his hands grip onto your waist to be able to piston his hips into you faster, his face buried in your neck as he grunts in pleasure, “oh, fuck, thank you…”

His thrusts get sloppier, almost losing their rhythm and all you can focus on is how his body slowly tenses up more and more, the veins on his strong forearms bulging as he moans your name into your neck needily. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum…”

Just as you open your mouth to encourage him once again, he picks up his pace yet again, pounding his hips into yours with such force and speed that it makes the bed crash against the wall repeatedly. It takes you by surprise, your back arching and your jaw dropping at the sudden overwhelming sensation, your nails digging into the skin of Soonyoung’s wide shoulders.

He pushes into you harder and harder, as if losing himself completely, his moans growing louder and louder, maybe a bit too loud for the time of night, but neither of you care, merely focused on the pleasure you’re both feeling. 

Soonyoung bottoms out again, once, twice, before pushing in impossibly deep, and you can physically feel the exact moment he orgasms, his length pulsating wildly and a warm sensation filling you, and that’s when it happens. 

With a soft, tired whine, you feel the knot in your stomach, that you didn’t even notice was forming, snap, your own walls clamping down around Soonyoung repeatedly, albeit rather softly and not as intense as Soonyoung’s high. It takes you a moment to realize.

Your eyes widen. Was that…? The same moment, Soonyoung’s head snaps up, his eyes as wide as your own. Oh, he felt it.

“Did you…?” He whispers, as if afraid that if he talked too loudly, it would turn back time and undo your orgasm.

With parted lips, you stare back at him, “I… y-yeah…”

You expected everything from a cocky remark over an ick-triggering victory dance to an actual orgasm-celebration party featuring everyone Soonyoung’s known since birth, but Soonyoung just leans back down and hugs you tightly. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah,” you whisper back. Hesitantly due to your surprise, you slowly brush your fingers through his hair, suddenly deeply in thought.

Soonyoung actually made you cum? And it was… that easy? Well, despite the fact that it took literal hours… and why did it happen when he- and generally, what now?

“Can I take you out on a date after getting you ice cream?” Soonyoung suddenly speaks up, too exhausted to lift his head once more so his voice gets muffled in your neck.

“Huh?” You ask, sure you must’ve misheard him.

“Date…” is all Soonyoung can mumble.

“You-,” you begin, but quickly shut up. Why not? “Yeah, why not?”

“Fabulous,” Soonyoung mumbles, then presses a wet kiss to your shoulder. A few minutes pass by before he speaks up again. “I’m feeling sticky. Are you feeling sticky? Let’s shower…” he lifts his head, then slowly begins grinning. “We can reminisce about this experience in there…”

Ah, there he is. 

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[nyaskitten]

Hmm in My head I think the Overlord isn't the only of his kind, that there were others, and he just got lucky.

I'm gonna yap like A LOT . Be forewarned.

They were a species of parasitic spirits conjured by powerful sorcerers and brought by the Oni Warlords to corrupt Ninjago, and after Mystake killled the other two Warlords, she kinda had to help FSM hunt down and exterminate the parasites.

Unfortunately for them, one of these parasites found his way into the body of a dying Patriarch, the Patriarch of the Central Flatlands (which would one day become Ninjago City, and this specific area is quite literally the area within which Borg Tower was made, hence why the Overlord always returns to that area, it's where he's most powerful) and merged with the untouched power that lay in his weakening body.

This resulted in the birth of the Patriarch of the Eternal Shadow, who would soon be known as the Overlord. FSM felt the departure of the Patriarch of the Central Flatlands, but just as well he felt a great corruption had entered his soul, and with Mystake, he sought to find what happened.

When they arrived, they found this new Patriarch wearing the corpse of the previous Patriarch, and FSM was enraged at the sight. He instantly went for the kill, much to the dismay of Mystake.

Though FSM managed to obliterate the body, he only weakened the spirit, and worse yet, now the Patriarch of Eternal Shadow had tasted the FSM's power, he bore some of it within him, and it just made him stronger, hungrier... it made him sentient...

The spirit's energy seeped into the ground, slowly draining the surrounding life and the very power upon which Ninjago was founded upon, and using it to strengthen himself. This would have HORRIFIC consequences (the creation the Balance, a power which ties the spirit eternally to Ninjago,) Soon was born the Overlord, and he tore the world open as he rose.

Terror and panic spread across the people of Ninjago. The FSM quickly returned to the sight of his prior conflict to find things had gotten way worse. Suddenly the parasite-spirit had grown, he had grown larger than the Patriarch he once embodied, he was something New.

The something New was way too powerful for the FSM, he created a species of beasts meant specifically to hunt elemental powers (grundles,) an untouchable fortress, an army of indestructable stone warriors, and a corrupted serpent whose sole mission was to devour everything in her sight.

The FSM was at a loss, and could only retreat, he had no way to stop anything the Overlord was throwing at him. He and Mystake had no idea what to even DO about this, that is until they started to look through the information compiled of the realms, and saw a stand-out realm. They were in awe, it was said to be a realm which housed a kingdom run by dragon energy, a realm of extreme advancements and unique design, Imperium.

With no other option, FSM went to Imperium alone (as Mystake, a full-blooded oni, would no doubt rile the dragons up more than he, a half-blood.) He went to the Empress of Imperium at the time and sought her aid in creating for him a suit of great power, one which relied on dragon and elemental energy.

It was kind of awkward though, because he swore he recognized at least one or two dragons there from the war, and now he was getting them to power a weapon of war? Whoopsies. (Ofc while he was there, he found a way to implement vehicles from Imperium into his Golden Weapon which is my explanation for the random-ass Golden Weapon vehicles.)

Anyways while the Empress' top scientists were very busy at work with this mech, the FSM took the time to study fighting techniques from the dragons, and developed from them the Art of the Golden Dragon.

After a few days of trial and error, the FSM's new battle armor, the Golden Mech, charged with both his own power and the combined energies of several other dragons, was finally ready to help him take on the Overlord.

When he returned, he was bombarded with a horrific sight, his once gorgeous realm was now in ruin, darkness growing all around, where he stood was one of the few lands of sanctuary left within his world. He had to act fast. He called out to the Overlord, who near-immediately arrived through the shadows, his legions in tow.

The FSM quickly summoned the Golden Weapons and used them for one last boost on his mech, and prepared for battle. What the Overlord WASN'T ready for was the FSM grabbing him by the snout, slicing off one of his wings, dropping him to the floor, stomping on his snout, and charging up his blade in order to decapitate him.

To combat this, the Overlord quickly summoned shadows to restrain the Golden Mech, then he was able to get up and blast the FSM back so hard he probably would've felt that for a week. Or three. FSM was lucky enough to land on his mech feet and continue to clash with the Overlord. Soon, he realized the battle was getting a Bit too futile, and he came to a realization.

Too much of the land had fallen to the Overlord, he couldn't expel him from this world, but he could seal him from the land... with that, the FSM charged his blade one final time, this time with all of the energy and strength of his mech and himself. He leaped upwards and he drove his blade straight into the ground.

The resulting shockwave was so powerful, it tore the island in two and knocked the Helmet of Shadows (or the Overlord's Crown of Horns,) clean off, and into the hands of the FSM. The Overlord's spirit was torn away from his body, and his spirit was stuck on the half of the island slowly drifting away, while his army was left on the FSM's side.

In order to do a clean-up, the FSM had to seal the Overlord's destroyed physical vessel in a realm beyond and between realms, a sort of pocket-realm akin to the Grasslands or Nether-Space (which only the Golden Weapons could open.)

Then he constructed an indestructable tomb and used the Helmet of Shadows to force the Stone Warriors down there. Some were stuck submerged in the sea or FAR in the wilderness where no one would find them (well except for Misako several thousands of years later but she's an outlier and should not be counted.

Eventually, FSM did have to trek back to the Dark Island in order to seal the Golden Mech within the Temple of Light, and then submerge the island as much as possible to ensure the Overlord would not return.

Then he had one last task to perform, removing the darkness from Ninjago. It was... difficult. At one point he considered just eating the Dark Matter and their crystalline remnants, but very quickly decided against that. Eventually, he and Mystake were able to get enough gold from the Golden Peaks to erase the Dark Matter from the land forever... he also had to reseal the grounds that the Overlord tore apart which was. A pain in the ass.

Ehhh one problem after ALL of that though... the Overlord's serpent was nowhere to be found, and his element-hunting dinosaurs were still running loose somewhere in the vast lands of Ninjago... but I'm sure it'll be fine... what's the worst thing that a snake with corruptive powers could even DO psht I'm sure it's Fine. FSM will be FINE nothing bad'll happen

[kyliafanfiction]

I saw a bit in a Taylor/Amy fic (the latest chapter of Desperate Times Call for Desperate Pleasures) where Amy compared Taylor to a Necromancer Princess (it fits in Context) and that immediately made me think of a Fantasy AU of Worm. No shards/powers, or at least not in the Worm way, but playing with the characters.

And of course that has me thinking about who everyone would be in such a story idea:

Taylor - necromancer, obviously, given the inspiration. Maybe not a princess, but of some high birth. Danny Hebert is still his canon personality, but as a necromancer. Probably a distant father since the death of Annette. Maybe he's consumed with trying to find ways to restore her to full life or something. Doesn't control bugs, maybe? Or maybe she controls swarms of dead insects in addition to or instead of the usual skeletons and zombies? I'd lean to no bugs, just skeletons and zombies, but YMMV. Keeping her bullied/etc experience may be harder, but if Emma is also a noblewoman, perhaps of higher status (maybe Taylor's low nobility? Or not at all?)

Amy - she's a cleric of some healing-related goddess, presumably? The rest of her family are probably all Knights and Paladins of some sort. Her birth father could be some sort of Bandit King type guy who played up a 'honorable highwayman' schtick (and may actually have been a noble as well as a bandit) akin to the 'code' and 'better than the other villains' thing he had going in canon. Her guilt over not healing all the time probably wouldn't be a thing because there'd be too many other healers, but you could still play with the idea, and she'd still have that separation from her family because she's not a warrior.

Tattletale - no magic, just really smart. Probably a 'Rogue', if we were applying classes to it.

Rachel - Ranger, obviously. Has a wolf animal companion, maybe actually gainfully employed as one of the Royal Huntsmen or someone who prevents poaching on a King's Forest type place. or maybe she's a poacher herself. Probably the latter, but the former could be done well, IMO. Either way, definitely still pretty feral from not spending a lot of time around most people.

Brian - maybe some kind of Paladin of darkness type thing. He could be sworn to Taylor's father as her bodyguard (and Taylor still has her canonical attraction to him).

Alec - I'm honestly not sure. If I were wedging it into D&D classes, some form of Bard, but I wouldn't necessarily want to be bound specifically to classes. Still, he could either have magic specially around manipulation and controlling of the body, or maybe he's like, half-demon, or quarter-demon (and Heartbreaker is either a demon or half-demon) and that's the source of his power. I lean towards the latter.

Aisha - Illusionist? Uses her magic for lots of pranks and stuff, and gets really good at making herself invisible, etc.

New Wave - as I noted, the rest of New Wave would probably be knights/paladins of some sort. Maybe Vicky, Sarah, Crystal and Eric ride griffons or some other flying beast? Vicky on a Pegasus sounds really fitting. Also probably a noble family, but definitely recently ennobled or low nobility, to play into the privileged WASP upper middle class vibe New Wave has in Worm

Lung - could be an actual Dragon, could be a guy who shapeshifts into one, maybe a half-dragon (playing on his half-chinese/half-japanese canon backstory and how he was an outsider in Japan as a result). Warlord or roaming bandit type guy, probably. Oni Lee would be a teleporting assassin who works for him, and Bakuda as an alchemist making explosive compounds and such is there.

Armsmaster - a master Smith and warrior. Already has a Halberd. maybe he does enchanted runes into his weapons or something to make them sharper

Miss Militia - either she's a super skilled archer of some sort, or maybe a magic who specializes in big, flashy attack spells (fireball, etc)

Dragon - Secretly a construct (or disembodied animating spirit?) of some kind that has free will and sentience, but pretends just to be a construct-crafting mage? Might not be able to keep using that name if Dragons are a thing in-setting. Depends.

Kaiser - probably a normal noble in his public face (Max, of the House of Anders), known for his charity towards the poor (only the humans, of course), but secretly the leader of a racist militia-type group that persecutes nonhumans in the Kingdom? Or specific groups of humans. Or both. Probably doesn't have magical powers, but does have some cool enchanted gear he paid a fortune for, and hides just how good he is with a sword, except in his secret persona?

Hookwolf - actual werewolf? Still works for Anders, presumably.

None of these thoughts are necessarily final, really, and I have a few more, but nothing quite formed yet.

Obviously, more might need to worked out, including plot and the particulars of the setting (is Brockton the whole Kingdom? Is Brockton Bay one city? A major focus? Maybe Brockton Bay is a larger region, and some of the various parts of the Bay are distinct cities and towns in the Bay area. I have a setting that involves both Paladins and Necromancers in prominent roles that I might repurpose if I was going to write this... which I still might, but not yet).

Other characters could play all sorts of roles, would have to think more on their equivalent versions. Can't just make everyone some flavor of wizard/warlock/witch/etc, and wouldn't want to be married to specific 'classes', but it's a solid starting point anyway.

What would you all envision 'Fantasy AU' versions of some of the characters? Do you think I'm way off the mark with some of them? Obviously 'Fantasy AU' covers a wide swath of possibilities, so there's a lot of variation. Still, curious as to people's ideas with it.

Obviously, if I wrote it, it would be Taylor/Amy in the long run, (I am nothing if not a predictable, hopeless shipper) maybe involving Taylor (and the AU's version of the Undersiders?) kidnapping Amy at some point, who knows.

[megyulmi]

➠ Sukuna, the ‘shunned’ child and the demonisation and worship of ‘unwanted’ children in Japanese folklore:

[long read. trigger warning: referenced folktales and practices depict themes of infanticide, religious rituals and child exorcism, demonisation and worship of children, ableism, suicide, implied sa, and period-typical outdated social views. they are not a representation of my personal beliefs. please read with caution.]

New revelations of Sukuna’s past in Chapter 257 made me look deeper into some of the tales and customs from Japanese folklore about children deemed ‘abominable’ in the eyes of society that I had previously noted down and I decided to share as I think they could offer a better insight into Sukuna as a character and what might have inspired Akutami Gege’s depiction of him.

It would be better to start with a bit of the social background of Japanese folklore. I will use the Emishi (an ancient ethnic group of people who lived in parts of Honshū, especially in the Tōhoku region) as an example, the oral tales of whom later blended with Shintō and Buddhist religious concepts and heavily influenced Japanese folklore. It is believed that many of their tales were shaped by the region’s difficult history of natural disasters, famines, and geographic isolation. In the Tōhoku region, infanticide was sometimes used as a form of ‘birth control’ due to repeated famines. The bodies of ‘unwanted children’ were often disposed of in rivers or lakes.

Another important source of such folklore is the city of Tōno in Iwate prefecture, known particularly for Kappa, tales of which could offer a good basis for the beginning of my intended analysis.

Kappa, a green, amphibious, child-like creature with a yellow beak for a mouth and a turtle shell on its back is one of the most popular Yōkai from Japanese folklore. Some researchers say that the darker aspects of Kappa tales in Tōhoku may be an echo of the region’s tragic history of famines and the high rates of infant mortality caused by a harsh climate, natural disasters, and the tax system that was paid in rice. Similarly, many people in Tōno (which is part of the Tōhoku region) believe that tragic history is one of the origins of the stories of Kappa. The Kappa of Tōno specifically are said to be red in colour rather than green, which may allude to the Japanese word for infant - akachan, which derives from aka, the word for red. From this perspective, Kappa are creatures born out of social challenges and disasters. They may not seem all too relevant to Sukuna, but the need to mention them will come up in the later part.

Moving on, at the beginning I mentioned that ‘unwanted children’ were often disposed of in the rivers and lakes, which is also found in the Japanese creation myth. I discussed the variations of the myth in this post about Sukuna previously (you do not need to read it for the moment, but please note that it has many variations), but somehow I did not mention their first ‘inadequate’ child. According to the myth, before they had Kagutsuchi, Izanagi and Izanami had a child as a result of their first attempt at a union, but the child, known as Hiruko (‘Leech Child’), was born deformed. The mistake was attributed to a ritual error on the part of Izanami, who, as a woman, should never have spoken first (i.e. initiated the union). Considering the child inadequate for a diety, they set him adrift in a boat in hopes he would die at the sea. This myth reflects how women and children who were born ‘different’ or seen unable to serve their ‘purpose’ were treated.

Continuing from the myth, Chapter 257 made me think of the tale of Katako, in which the protagonist is born half-human and half-oni. What is Sukuna’s true nature we cannot know for certain. We know he was a human once, but we do not know enough of his past to assume if there was more to him (how and why he as a human might have come to be called the King of Curses will be explained in the later part), but the tale still has the potential to give us insight into Sukuna and his mother’s relationship. The tale has various versions with different endings, but it generally could be summarised as follows:

[A long time ago, a man encountered a man-eating ogre (from here on referred to as oni) while working in the field. He told the oni how much he loved mochi (rice cake), jokingly adding that he could even trade his wife for it. Taking his casual banter seriously, the oni treated him to mochi. The man ate his favourite food to his fill and happily went home only to find that the oni had taken his wife in exchange for the treat. The man searched everywhere and finally found his wife on the island where the oni lived. The man and his wife managed to come back home with Katako (meaning ‘Half-Child’), a child born of his wife and the oni on the island. However, Katako was always ostracised by his human peers (in another version, it is said that he had an insatiable appetite for eating humans). At ten years old, tired of being ridiculed, he asked his mother ‘to cut the oni part of him into pieces’ when he died, and then committed suicide.]

In the tale, Katako’s relationship with his mother seems to be of trust. He is cast out of society by humans and despite his mother being one as well, he does not harbour hate for her, he trusts her enough to leave his final wish upon her. We do not know much about Sukuna’s relationship with his mother, but the manner he referred to her in the last chapter makes it seem that he also harbours no hostility toward her. This tale also shows how children deemed ‘different’ were treated.

In past ages, children, being considered closer to the gods and the Other World, also played the part of intermediary between humans and the gods in Japanese society. This task of mediation between two separate worlds fell to them because they were regarded as incomplete persons (until the age of seven it was considered uncertain whether they would live or return to the Other World: a belief related to the challenges indicated at the beginning). While considered sacred beings different in nature from adults, they were at the same time looked down upon and referred to as kodomo (where ~domo has a negative/belittling connotation), gaki (hungry ghost or demon; brat), or jari (lit. gravel).

Back in the day, people referred to the killing off of ‘unwanted children’ (mabiki or ‘culling’, a common old slang for infanticide) as ‘sending a child back’, and a dead child was given a special non-Buddhist funeral. The various rituals surrounding birth and the child’s upbringing were intended, through communication with the Other World, to transform the child into an earthly being. This aspect of the ritual made me think of Sukuna’s mask and how that part of his face resembles a burn scar (note: i am aware the nature of his ‘mask’ is still not clear and whether it is really one) in some of the official illustrations. It is known that rituals of purification included fire and water magic. Exorcism of demons, aversion of disasters, and other rituals for the removal of pollution were frequent. A katashiro (paper cut in the shape of a man) symbolising the disaster would be burned or floated down the river as well. Personally, I see the possibility of Sukuna’s scar (if it really happens to be one) being from one of such rituals. At the same time, it resembles a fragment of a wooden mask used in ceremonial rituals associated with Shintoism, where it represented a ‘spirit of a head,’ which was believed to be a god in the shape of a human. In this case, it can be a remnant of such ceremonial ritual gone wrong.

Continuing, there is a term - Goryō used to refer to the spirits of those who had died violently (e.g. by murder or execution) and have become gods. It also included those who had died untimely deaths and therefore had been unable to fulfil their purpose in this world. Some notable gods such as Hachiman, Tenjin, and Tenno were once considered powerful Goryō. Great natural disasters and social unrest were attributed to them; rituals designed to appease them were performed, and a cult of such worship evolved. It was (usually) as a result of belief in Goryō that particular individuals came to be worshipped as gods. At times when public unrest threatened the social order, elements estranged or excluded from the ‘normal system/order’ were assigned the status of Goryō and worshipped as such. The cult was intended to purify and renew society. Manga has given us a similar glimpse of Sukuna’s past, where despite being feared (and despised), people were ready to serve him (and pray in his name) for their own well-being. I think Akutami intended to echo this very aspect of society through the scene.

I mentioned that children were considered closer to the gods and the Other World, but not all children were treated equally. One version of the origin of Kamadogami (additional post on the parallels between Sukuna and Kamadogami after Chapter 258) in the Tōhoku region is that he was an ‘ugly child’ from the Dragon Palace who had been killed and was thereafter worshipped at household hearths. Zashikiwarashi, who often inhabits old houses and is said to bring good fortune while he remains, is another household god in the shape of a child or, in another version, the spirit of an unwanted child who, having been killed off, became the guardian god of houses. I mentioned Hiruko at the beginning as well, who was set afloat on the boat in the sea. Despite that, he is in some Shintō shrines identified with Ebisu, the patron of fishermen and tradesmen. Their worship was for the purposes indicated in the previous abstract, to avoid their wrath. Sukuna has not been ‘killed off’ like these children were, but such worship shows us the general psyche of the public.

The ‘ugly child’ who appears in the story of the origin of Kamadogami has parallels in Yokenai, Untoku, Hyotoku, and Hanatarekozo, children who brought good fortune and prosperity to the house in return for offerings to the Watery World of kadomatsu (pine-branch gate decorations for the New Year) and firewood. But despite that, their ‘ugliness’ and names were used as an indication that these children did not belong to this world. It is important to note that socially inferior and rebellious beings were treated in the same manner (here is where the point connects to Sukuna, continued from the next part in depth). Such children were often associated with the colour red. For example, Zashikiwarashi is described as red-haired and red-faced. Kintaro, Shutendoji, and other children born in unusual circumstances (but may not have been considered an ‘ugly child’) and brought up in the mountain wilderness are also said to have had red bodies and were endowed with superhuman strength. I also mentioned that Kappa from Tōno were depicted as red. We see Sukuna often associated with the colour red, particularly, his eyes are red. I believe the above-mentioned could be the reason for that.

I indicated that socially inferior and rebellious beings were treated similarly in the previous part. The character Dō of Dōji (童子, meaning child) once meant ‘slave’, tattooed on the forehead, and was closely linked to notions of personal status. It signified one who was not a complete person and also one who had not yet been initiated, in other words, one who did not belong to the order of this world, one who was in this world but not of it. They were despised, feared, and avoided by ordinary people for their strange appearance and magical powers. In some cases they even formed separate ‘child’ villages (dōji mura), calling themselves ‘descendants of oni (demons)’. Since they played the role of demons during the rituals, they were shunned by the nobility as if they were real demons. Could this somehow connect to Sukuna’s title? I do believe there is a possibility this could have inspired his being as the King of Curses.

Personally, what we know of Sukuna and his past seems to echo these folktales and practices as the foundation of his character. He was a ‘Demon’ for being an ‘abominable’ child, but he was worshipped for this same reason as well. Whether he was born that way after eating his twin in the womb or something happened to him later in life cannot be known yet, but it is clear his ‘abominable’ appearance could have warranted the same treatment from society. It could also explain Kenjaku’s ‘fascination’ with him as a being. We do not know what relationship they had or how exactly they came to know each other, but there is clearly a reason why a being such as Sukuna would ‘work’ with them. We do not know much about Kenjaku either, but it could be possible that they (Kenjaku) once were either (1) one of those ‘priests’ who performed exorcism to purify ‘demon’ children or (2) someone who offered such children refuge (perhaps and more likely, for their own personal gain). It would also relate to the variations of Ryomen Sukuna’s story that inspired Akutami Gege.

[Disclaimer: This post does not intend to demonise Shintoism or Buddhism, but to tell folklore and practices for analytical purposes. Additionally, English is not my native language and this is only a personal interpretation as just another reader that I am sharing in case someone finds it interesting or can use the information for better analysis.]

[nanaminsmoon]

𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 (pt.1)

a/n: i've been writing this on and off for 4 damn days because i wasn't the happiest with it, but i kinda like this one. also, to the anon who requested that girls night v boys night that started this whole thing, i hope you're having an amazing day love!!

previous part

cw: black fem!reader x ony x eren, not much since everything happens in the next part👀, poor ony though:((

wc: 4128 + lazily proofread

balls empty, and thoughts scattered, eren had trudged out of you and ony’s shared apartment alone, physically. but his mind was kept company by his newly multiplied want for you; want he hadn’t sought, but it had clung itself onto him with no intentions of letting go. the look you gave him as your mouth robbed him of his soul was unlike anything else he had ever experienced—looking into your own, it was as if his eyes had been blessed with sight for the very first time. on that day, their sole purpose became to look into yours, and when you weren’t around, their colour had just become a physical manifestation of his envy. ony didn’t know it yet, but those videos and that half an hour spent with you had birthed a monster in eren’s mind. one that yearned for you more than he ever had any woman. one that could only be tamed by a swim into deep brown pools he was forbidden to even dip his toe into. and, one that consumed all his energy; eren didn’t even remember how he got home. all he knew was that he got into his car, started it, then, the next time he blinked, he was facing his ceiling.

but that evening hadn’t just had adverse effects on eren, it had been eating you up too. not only the constant thoughts of him, but seeing him after that day was extremely awkward, for some more than others. for some, it was just a simple case of pretending like it had never happened. and for others, it wasn’t that simple. because how could you forget about eren when you had literally had his dick in your throat?? how were you supposed to pretend your eyes weren’t locked for a beat too long? especially after that beat began drumming its way all over your body, throwing off the rhythm of the organ between your ribcage. a part of you hoped you could just never see him again, so you could just get over it before you found yourself in a situation that could ruin your relationship. but being in the same friendship circle meant that that was next to impossible.

a few weeks after that evening, you would cross paths with eren again. jean was having a pool party, and, even among the large herds of people there, your focus would be on one man. and it wasn’t the one holding your waist, and kissing your cheek. it was the one who had tried to will himself to just forget about you. but that task had become arduous; even when surrounded by pretty women in bikinis, his vision’s sole focal point was you. it got to the point where he didn’t even care to hide his need to scan your body through your outfit. should anyone notice, he would just claim that he was looking at ony. making an excuse was his only option, because looking away was not going to happen. the moment he laid his eyes on you, everything stopped. sound stopped permeating his ear canals, smells refused to enter his nostrils, and his chest longed to be reunited with the organ you held in your pretty brown hands. it was clear now that his need for you was beyond physicality; he needed your affection, he needed your time, and he needed your attention.

and he’d get all of it, when you’d scan the room and almost instantaneously, your eyes would latch onto his emerald green ones. that eye contact would last far too long, before eren would nod his head at a corner, away from everyone else. and you’d shake your head. the emotional results of that day meant talking to him without ony would feel wrong. but eren would persist, mouthing;

”come on”, but you’d just shake your head again. you didn’t know where ony stood with eren after that day. had everything been put to rest, or was he avoiding him on purpose because he knew something you didn’t? whatever the case was, the way you now felt about your boyfriend’s brown haired friend meant that it would feel wrong to even—

”you good?”, ony looked down to you, breaking your chain of thought with his voice, and undoing every bond of said chain with his soft gaze.

”hm?”, you hummed. ony noticed that your response seemed off. the fact that it took you so long to get it out being even weirder. it was obvious that you were lost in something else. and the fact that it could’ve actually been someone else, made ony take it upon himself to just look in the direction you had been shaking your head at. once he did, a part of him wished he hadn’t because he was met with lidded, green panic.

”’s it him?”, he muttered lowly. all your mouth could do was open, then close again. because your mind was still busy trying to shake itself of eren. so busy that it didn’t even notice how you weren’t speaking to ony, just staring up at him in bewilderment. that told him everything he needed to know.

”stay here”, ony went to walk over to eren and, by then, you had regained control of your cognitive processes again, so you could instruct your hand to place itself on ony’s arm to hold him back. shaking your head as you did so.

”let me talk to him”, you spoke out, and ony reluctantly nodded and let you walk off to eren.

wading through the dancing people to find eren was fairly easy because, as soon as he saw you leave ony’s side, he made a beeline straight towards you. you couldn’t see him making his way to you, you just felt a firm pair of hands on your arms. once you looked up, you saw eren and before you could even say anything, you were on your way outside. not a single word said, eren would lead you to some steps, where you’d both sit.

”hey.”, he said softly, a kind smile on his face. fuck, you thought. how were you supposed to suppress the way you felt about this man if he made it so hard for you?

”what’d you wanna talk about?”, you put up a cold front, in hopes that the warm glint in his eyes would freeze over, and stop warming your body from the inside out.

”nothing, i just…just wanted to talk to you”, his voice remained soft. fear of the funny feeling in your chest growing glued your eyes to the ground. but, from beside you, you could hear eren taking a deep sigh. it was as if the temperature of the warm summer breeze had dropped by ten degrees—delicate air chilling into knives stabbing into your skin. and the only man who could protect you from them was still inside, so you got up to go find him.

the hearing he had lost at the sight of you earlier, had returned in full force at your sudden movement, and eren reached his hand out to grab your wrist. the strong desire for you to stay held too much force, hurling you into eren’s lap. with you on them, all the blood in his thighs ran cold. instead rushing to the space in between his legs. before you could even get up, one of his hands was on your waist, firmly holding you close to him. and the index finger of the other was turning your head to face him,

”i miss you.”, eren’s words made you feel dizzy, because how the hell were you meant to respond??

”eren—”, you started, but he cut you off. even eren didn’t know what he was saying, he just knew that he had to get this out before it festered for too long and turned into something unmanageable.

”just hear me out. you ain’t gotta tell me this is fucked up, because i already know. but i can’t stop thinking about you”, as soon as those words left his mouth, your own opened to sigh deeply. that was really the last thing you needed to hear from him. and the piss cherry on the shit cake was that you felt the exact same way. but telling him that would open a sickly can of worms, so you just had to put your head in your hands to figure out how you were going to reason your way out of this.

eren, on the other hand, was far beyond reason. the fact that you hadn’t moved from him told him that you wanted him just like he wanted you, but you didn’t want to say it. whether it was because you cared for ony too much, or you didn’t know how to, he didn’t know. but he would attempt to fill in the confused gaps in your mind with his next words. because eren would pull your hands from your face, taking one of them into one of his own, to say;

“y/n, you’re the first person on my mind when i wake up, and the last thing i think about before i fall asleep. if i could, i’d take you into a room somewhere and fu—”, that end of that sentence wasn’t important to you, because the beginning told you that it would’ve been inappropriate anyways.

”eren.”, just that one word told eren what he already knew, but he would continue playing dumb.

”what?”,

”ony.”, your eyes diverted to the party as you realised that you had left ony. so, any minute now, he could start looking for you and find you on his best friend’s lap. but you wouldn’t have even been able to tell that eren was said best friend with his following words,

”what about him?”,

”he’s your friend.”, you got up from his lap, and he got up with you.

”but you’re…you.”, those words exhausted you as much as they devastated you. if you could, you’d go back to that night at ymir’s house and drink that damn shot so you’d never have to answer the very question that got you into this position. fuck sasha and her big fucking mouth, you thought.

”eren…”, his name sounded beautiful falling from your lips, and that drew eren’s eyes to them. the sight of them hastened the beat of his heart, and he was sure that pressing his lips against yours would slow it down again. so he placed a hand on your cheek and, when you didn’t remove it, he moved closer to you. half of your stillness was due to shock, but the other half came from wanting to kiss him. ony didn’t matter in that moment…until he did. and the thought of doing such a thing to him, with his best friend all of people, rose your hands to pull eren’s from you.

”no, eren. we can’t”, you shook your head, and eren’s heart began falling.

”what, i can put my dick in your mouth, but a kiss is too far?”, he argued, and you began walking off. he wouldn’t let you get far before walking to stand in front of you, and block your way.

”ony knew about that.”, you rebutted.

”okay, we can tell him about this afterwards.”, his hands rose to your face again, but you pulled back before they could make contact.

”eren.”,

”y/n.”,

”i’m not cheating on my boyfriend.”, you said.

”it’s not cheating if we’ve alr—”, eren’s desparate voice was interrupted by a stern one,

”she said no, eren”. hearing those simple four words, all eren could do was close his eyes in frustration, and bow his head. you didn’t even want to think about how much of that interaction ony had seen, but you hoped he didn’t assume the worst.

you had been gone for far too long and, as painful as it was to say, ony had little to no trust in his friend when it came to you. so he went to look for you, and what he found was you sat on eren’s lap with his hand on your chin. to say it didn’t make his blood boil would’ve been an outright lie. but ony had just stood watching you and eren. he could see that eren had obviously upset you with his words, but he couldn’t discern what the context of them was. but once he stood by the door leading to where you and eren were, the steam from his boiling insides nearly made his head explode. he’d beckon for you to come to him and, once you’d scurried over, he’d nod for you to go back inside.

”the fuck are you doin’?”, he asked eren, balled fists in his pockets.

”talking”, eren turned to face ony. ony had never seen his friend this brazen, and it infuriated him. but he kept calm as he walked over to eren.

”don’t give me that bullshit. what do you want, jaegar?”, eren would think for only a few seconds before speaking,

”give me one night with her”, he quickly admitted, and ony just chortled.

”i’m not gonna pimp my girl out to you, eren”, ony began to walk away, waving eren off. but eren just continued.

”that’s not what i’m asking for”, he defended, ”we both know she wants that threesome, so let’s just give it to her”, ony’s steps stilled.

”and what do i get outta that?”, he spoke, his back still to eren.

”you make her happy”, eren shrugged, and ony let out an incredulous laugh.

”d’you hear yourself?”, he finally turned to face his friend again. ony had hoped that once he turned, he’d only need to take one look at eren’s face to see that he was joking. but, looking at eren, no such indicator was present on his face.

”let’s just ask her”, eren suggested, “no pressure, we just let her decide. you love to spoil the girl, so let her have this one thing”,

”she got that one thing a month ago when i was gracious enough to let you fuck her face”, a part of ony hoped that eren was just drunk and unaware of what he was saying. because there was absolutely now way he was being this callous towards someone he called a close friend.

”but i don’t want her face this time”, ony just scoffed again. this nigga has got to be fucking with me, he thought, “what, you think i can’t take it?”. ony’s legs would lead him to a mere step away from eren’s face, fists trying not to punch some sense into the man in front of him.

”i don’t give a fuck what you can or can’t take. that’s my girl, you ain’t fucking her.”, ony’s words were spaced out by his finger poking at eren’s chest—hoping that the physical manifestation of his words would help them go through eren’s thick skull.

there were no words to describe the fury ony felt at what he had just seen and heard. a voice in the back of his head blamed himself for all of this. had he not been so extra, none of this shit would’ve even happened. even if eren had already harboured feelings for you before all this happened, he could’ve tried to talk him out of them. but now, he feared eren was too far gone. and an uneasy feeling brewed in his chest at the sudden realisation that eren might not be only one. he saw eren speak to you so earnestly, meaning he saw the way you weren’t too adamant to stop him. his love for you pleaded for him to give you the benefit of the doubt, but his critical thinking told him otherwise.

and, once he got back inside the party, ony didn’t say anything to you, he just started saying his goodbyes to all his friends. had you not been following him around, you wouldn’t have even noticed what was going on until he was leaving. everyone could tell something was off and seeing as you were just shadowing him, as opposed to attached to his hip as usual, they knew that you had to have argued. guilt twisted all of your internal organs, the salty product of their labour flowing from your eyes. and it didn’t stop, even as ony opened your car door for you. you would mutter a sniffly ‘thank you’, and he’d just nod before walking over to his side of the car. reminiscent of the night that started this whole thing, the atmosphere in the car would be gravely silent. the only sound being quiet music you had played to try and drown out your sniffles and crying.

”that why you wanted to talk to him?”, ony spoke, both to fill the silence and to satiate his curiosity. but you just rolled your teary eyes at him, ”so he can kiss you?”,

”you didn’t see me swerve him?”, you voiced, and the circular steering wheel almost grew misshapen at how hard ony was gripping it.

”yeah, but the fact that you even entertained hi—”, you cut ony off. maybe it was the reprise of the guilt from earlier, but you couldn’t let him finish that sentence.

”entertained him? ony, he’s our friend”, the words ‘our’ and ’friend’ made ony’s ears burn. in his eyes, you were basically siding with eren because there was no way you were that oblivious. he had expected you to validate him, and condemn eren, but it was beginning to sound like you were doing the exact opposite.

”he also has a crush on you, so letting him touch your fucking face, y/n—”, mid sentence, his words were stopped by your own. there was an agreement between you and ony that stated that, no matter the circumstances, arguments between the two of you would always remain respectful. you didn’t always have to agree, but you should at least speak to each other with some semblance of love.

”okay, imma need you to calm down.”, you said and then ony was the one to roll his eyes.

although it should’ve done, ony telling you that eren had a crush on you didn’t bother you. it bothered the part of your heart you were trying to exterminate. that was the part of you that grew just a little bit bigger at hearing eren’s admissions. the part of you that welcomed the penitence that came with knowing you that you were falling for your boyfriend’s best friend. perhaps ‘falling’ was too strong of a word, but what else does one call the joyful twirling in your stomach at the sight of eren. or the feeling of wanting to call him before you go to sleep just so his voice can be the lullaby that walks you into your subconscious mind. the same subconscious mind that keeps you up at night with twisted films of eren holding you, gentle fingertips brushing against you, as promises spill from his lips into yours as the two meet. all before he fades into background noise drowned out by ony waking you up. your love for ony hadn’t disappeared, but your love for eren had just grown in its shadow.

”so what if he does?”, you said, and ony’s head nearly flew off his neck at him as he turned from the road to your face, ”he could never take me from you”, you reassured.

”i know that”, was all he said before his gaze returned to the road. and you wanted to end the conversation right there. no, you should’ve ended the conversation right there, but the actions of your subconscious mind had oozed into the rest of it.

”but…”, your eyes stayed on your fingers playing with your nails, so you didn’t see ony’s dubious eyes studying your body language. the suspicious critical thinking from earlier came back to tell him that whatever it was you wanted to say, he didn’t want to hear it.

”whatever you’re about to say, no.”, ony cut you off, turning the music up louder as a sign for you to stop talking until you had both calmed down. but you just needed a chance to explain yourself, so you would turn the music back down. wearing a mask of innocent comfort to hide the fear of upsetting him, you’d place a hand on ony’s thigh.

”listen to me.”, your voice was quiet, so ony could tell that whatever you were about to say, you weren’t confident in doing so, ”give him a chance”, and ony had to blink several times to confirm that he was living in reality, and not some alternate universe wherein his girlfriend wanted to fuck his best friend.

”y/n.”, the monotony in his voice made it very difficult to figure out just how he felt about this whole thing, but you’d press on anyways.

”hear me out.”, he sighed, but let you carry on, ”let him just…get over this. let him just…fuck this crush out.”, ony had half a mind to just swerve into traffic—his mind telling him there’d be no consequences because he was wrapped in a blanket of subconscious protection. he had to be dreaming—how could all of his worst doubts be realised in such a short span of time? the fact that he knew this was the case, but bypassed it because he loved you made a low scoff leave his mouth.

”so you do wanna fuck him?”, he asked. the honest answer you knew he wanted, was one that soured your mouth to give. so you’d have to mix it in with the smoky flavour of excuses so it’d be, both, easier for him to take, and easier for you to admit.

”not…really. but…”, you paused, ”he’s just hung up on it—”, ony tsked as he shook his head. he could see right through what you were doing; you weren’t oblivious, so if that was the case then you were just lying to him. which he, obviously, wouldn’t take well to.

”you.”, he interrupted, and you looked to him, ”he’s hung up on you”,

”fine, he’s hung up on me because all he knows of me is his imagination. so if we just give him the real thing then he’ll leave this whole thing alone”,

”and if he doesn’t?”, you remained silent for a moment because that’s something you hadn’t thought about; the feelings you and eren had for each other growing stronger. it was possible, but you would fool your brain into thinking you would be able to overcome it.

”then he’ll at least know what it feels like, so he can get over me and find someone else”, the red light illuminating the side of ony’s face, as he looked directly at you, seemed like a gross representation of how he felt. it was like you could finally see his anger painted on his face. yet, giving up on this after having been the one to suggest it, seemed like it would only cause more problems.

”it’s either that or he’ll never stop asking, and things will always be awkward”, was your final argument. there was nothing else you had to say after that—if ony refused then you’d find a way to get over eren without him ever knowing. and if he agreed, then the force from the car turning would pull your body to the passenger door.

”the fuck are you doing?”, you rubbed your arm to sooth the consequences of ony’s abrupt actions.

”you’re so lucky i love you”, was all he said to you, as he began driving in the opposite direction. you’d hum in confusion and the answer your boyfriend would give would both excite, and terrify you.

”you wanna fuck him? you’ll fuck him. i don’t want this shit hanging over my head, so let’s just get it done.”,

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[destinysbounty]

Ok how do u explain Lloyds hair color. Bc I'm pretty sure blonde hair isn't a dominant gene, and both of Lloyds parents have brown hair. Did he bleach it??? How??? Where would he get those resources he's like 8 in S1 and also homeless. Actually on that note what color do u think the FSM's hair was. Because ONE of the siblings has a different one than him. I've always thought the FSM's hair was blonde, bc when it greys out it's so pale, and also because angst in the way of Garmadon being different from his family from the start, but like. How would Garm have gotten the brown hair. Do they have a mom or did the FSM perform mitosis???? AND ALSO Garmadon's hair whites out and doesn't grey out despite him being a brunette (and later having black hair but that's bc of the Venom Influence) so. What's up with that. Also why does Wu's hair go white so early we know he was born with blonde hair. And why doesn't it apply to Lloyd too. What's happening. Where am I.

Right off the bat, lets dispel a common genetics misconception. Yes, its true that when a dominant and recessive gene get paired up, the dominant gene will be presented. You're also correct that blonde is recessive and brown is dominant. However! Like all things in biology, its a bit more complicated than that.

To simplify a surprisingly complicated science to the best of my ability, think of it like this. Although you will typically present based on whatever is the most dominant genes you inherited, you are still a carrier of sorts for the recessive genes. So Garmadon has brown hair, but his father and brother are both blonde, which means he has the potential to be a carrier for the blonde gene.

Then there's Misako, who is also a brunette. We don't know what her parents looked like, but lets say one of them was blonde. Even if she presents as brunette, she could still carry the recessive blonde gene.

When both parents are carriers for the same recessive gene, there's generally gonna be a 1 in 4 chance of their child presenting recessive rather than dominant. So, if we assume one of Misako's ancestors was blonde, then Lloyd being blonde is entirely likely.

This is a depressingly oversimplified summary of the situation, but I'm too lazy to get into the nitty grittys. Feel free to look up 'punnett squares' if you wanna learn more!

You do present a fascinating question, though: where did Garmadon get his brown hair?

Scientifically, the only explanation I can think of would be if Wu and Garm had a birth-mother of some kind. But i personally don't like that explanation because it just makes canon way more complicated than it needs to be. Tangentially, I'm also an "FSM Asexually Reproduced" truther all the way. I refuse to consider the possibility of the FSM having procreated with another person. That man either laid an egg or did some kinda mitosis shenanigan and you absolutely cannot convince me otherwise.

Luckily, we have the luxury of considering nonscientific alternatives.

To understand a more magic- and lore-based approach to the question of the hair colors present int his family, let's first take a look at the family tree:

FSM - blonde (as far as we can guess, at least). Half-dragon, half-oni. Also has godly powers of Creation and Destruction.

Garmadon - brunette. Has inherited the powers of Destruction.

Wu - blonde. Has inherited powers of Creation.

Lloyd - blonde. Has inherited a power very similar to the FSM, in that it's Creation-adjacent (listen, if you have a better way to describe Green fucking Energy, then by all means correct me).

Do you see where I'm going with this? Within the context of the FSM and his bloodline, it would not be entirely unreasonable to assume that blonde hair is in some way affiliated with the draconic half of their bloodline, whereas brown hair is more so affiliated with the oni half of their bloodline. So an individual's hair color may not necessarily be determined solely by standard genetics like a normal human would, but rather by which part of their bloodline they take after more strongly.

In this interpretation, Lloyd being blonde can be seen as a visual shorthand to represent how he has taken more so after his uncle/grandfather in terms of powerset and moral alignment.

Personally, I think both of these explanations are equally valid. That being said, it should be noted that a lot of this discussion operates on the assumption that Ninjagian genetics work in any way similar to ours. For all we know, blonde could be the in-universe dominant trait and brown could be recessive. The possibilities are endless.

I mean, c'mon. It's a fantasy story where the world was created by spinning around really fast. Lloyd canonically has shapeshifting powers, for crying out loud. I feel like him being blonde is completely within the realm of possibility, even without the scientific explanation. I feel like holding this series to any standard of scientific fidelity is just downright silly.

Anyway, thanks for the ask! Hope those answers were to your liking <3

[akariarda]

Unfinished business-1st Part

Wu and Garmadon's mother died giving birth to Wu while Garmadon had 2 years. Lloyd learns that her soul cannot leave ninjago unless she completes some unfinished business. Lloyd is determined to help her in this.

Thnaks @mysticmiracledefender for the request!!

Garmadon stood waiting in front of the door. He was excited. His mom and dad had told him he was going to get a new brother.

For some time, he had heard rustling, and then the baby's cry. After that, a suspicious silence followed.

After a while, his father appeared at the door. "Garmadon..." he said sadly, his eyes red.

Garmadon said nothing; he just looked at him.

"I..." FSM said, kneeling next to Garmadon. "You have a new brother. But your mother, unfortunately, will no longer be with us."

Garmadon stared at his father with wide eyes. His little brain couldn't comprehend everything.

"I'm sorry," FSM quietly said to his two-year-old son. "It's my fault. I should have known that one woman cannot bear to give birth to two hybrids."

"Dwdw?" Garmadon looked at him confused and hugged him. He didn't understand why he was crying.

"Oh my son..." FSM said softly as he calmed down and stroked Garmadon’s head. "Do you want to see your younger brother?"

~~~~~~

She felt as though she was hovering above Ninjago. She sensed that the earth wouldn't let her go.

She knew it. At least, she should have known. She had too many unfinished tasks and knew she couldn't complete them alone.

She only wanted to see her children and her husband. She just wanted to finally move on to the afterlife.

She could do neither. She watched her loved ones from a distance, waiting. Waiting for the moment they would come to help her.

To finally assist her in freeing herself from the burdens of this world.

~~~~~~

"Dad?" Lloyd asked Sensei Garmadon. "You never told me much about your mom."

"I have nothing to tell you," Sensei Garmadon replied sadly. "She died giving birth to Wu. I was two years old at the time."

"I'm sorry," Lloyd said quietly. "Was she half Oni, half dragon too?"

Sensei Garmadon shook his head. "She was a human."

~~~~~~

"Lloyd!" Mistake called out to Lloyd. "Come here."

"What is it?" Lloyd asked as he approached her. "Have your dad and uncle ever talked about Grandma?"

"Not really," Lloyd replied softly. "I only know she was a human and that she died giving birht to Wu when my dad was two."

"And nothing more?" Mistake looked at him with a frown.

"Nothing more," Lloyd said, confused. "Would...?"

"Then I guess they don’t know either," Mistake sighed. "Better for them not to find out until you resolve it."

"Resolve what?" Lloyd looked at Mistake, puzzled.

"Your Grandma may have died, but she never left Ninjago."

"How is that possible?" Lloyd asked.

"She had some unfinished business," Mistake explained. "And you need to help her complete it in order to free her."

"But how do you know this?" Lloyd stared at Mistake in shock.

"I saw it in a vision," she said and placed a card in his hands. "Today."

"But how can I..." Lloyd opened the card and frowned.

"It guides you." Mistake pointed out. "I can tell you where she is, but she must not say anything to Garmadon or Wu."

"Why?" Lloyd asked.

"It would hit them hard," Mistake sighed. "That's why you have to solve this before they find out."

"Then I guess I'm going now," Lloyd said and took the card.

"Good luck, young Garmadon!" Mistake waved goodbye to him. "Follow the card and your heart."

PART 2 -THE GEM

[ecargmura]

A Terrified Teacher At Ghoul School Episode 16 Review - The Protector Of Peace

Unlike the previous episode where they had to cut out a lot of stuff, this episode blends two chapters, 11 and 51, and makes an original story out of it because while there are contents from both of those chapters present, this entire episode feels like an anime original…and it’s a lot better than last week’s episode animation wise—what?

While Yamazaki is the star of the episode, the episode still did its best to focus the main characters in addition to letting him have the spotlight towards the end. Summer vacation continues as Haruaki feels like taking a break after the ordeals from the previous episode when Rintaro shows up with three kids—they’re Izuna’s, so Haruaki, Rintaro and later Sano have to spend their day babysitting as Izuna is taking his wife Ibara to the hospital because she’s feeling unwell. The other half of the episode is Yamazaki trying to catch a youkai thief that happened to be in Osaka and in Haruaki’s place.

I could explain all the differences, but I think it’s way too much that it feels like the entire review will just be a comparison post if I do so. I’ll just say that the biggest change is that Ame is involved in the episode. He doesn’t appear in either chapters. While Sano doesn’t appear in Chapter 11, he appears in Chapter 51, hence why he was integrated into the story. I find it hilarious how he appears whenever Haruaki calls for him.

I’ll just point out things that caught my attention like how the heck does Rintaro know Haruaki’s home address? Is the principal giving out Haruaki’s address like a newspaper delivery boy or something? I thought these things should be confidential, but then again, personal information is usually shared amongst the adults. Also, I noticed a change from the trailer to the actual episode. In the trailer, Saki discovers a room full of sailor uniforms, but in the episode that aired today, it changed into a room full of uniforms as the anime made him a uniform fetishist and not just a sailor uniform one.

There’s a little detail where Rintaro tells the kids to call him big brother instead of uncle is mainly about how he doesn’t want to be perceived as old. I’ve seen in some animes that uncles and aunts liked to be called ‘big brother’ or ‘big sister’ because the words for ‘uncle’ and ‘aunt’ is similar to ‘grandma’ and ‘grandpa’, so it might be a bit out of personal bias for those who don’t want to be called an old man or an old lady.

Izuna’s kids are adorable, but also very mischievous. Given that he is 26 and his eldest child Saki is 6, this means that he became a dad at 20. I love that all three kids have their own unique personalities. Saki is a bit precocious but she’s extremely sassy and strong because she’s an oni like Ibara. Kamae is a rascal. Taichi is just an adorable weasel but he causes mischief too. It’s also interesting how none of the kids share Izuna and Ibara’s hair colors. Their kamaitachi and oni genes must be crazy for them to get different hair colors. The story doesn’t focus too much on that, so I should stop thinking too much about it as well. Despite that, you can tell they were raised with a lot of love because the kids affectionately cling onto their father when he returned and were excited on getting another sibling—they want a baseball team with two sides, meaning that Ibara is going to have to give birth to 14 more kids to get two teams of 9.

The whole part with the group trying to catch the Teke Teke was funny because Sano and Haruaki had to work together because Kamae and Taichi handcuffed their ankles together. The part where their magic was used simultaneously but canceled each other out and affected each other was hilarious. I’ve always wondered what would’ve happened if they both used it at the same time and now I know.

I do like how Yamazaki does his best to catch criminals, even if it means being seen by humans. It’s a risk that youkais will have to go through. I do like that he’s one of the most earnest and sanest characters in the story because he takes his job seriously, I saw a comment calling him creepy, but I disagree. Yamazaki is the most decent man in the story because he arrests perverts! He’s also smart enough to act like Ame in order to capture the criminal who took him hostage, thinking he was actually Ame. Can I get a ‘hear me out’ with Yamazaki?

The voice cast is crazy. Saki and Kamae are voiced by Megumi Han and Mutsumi Tamura. If you ever watched Naruto Shippuden, they’re the voice actresses of young Obito and young Kakashi. Not only that, Megumi Han is also the voice actress of Nokotan and Kana Arima. She’s practically a big name. Mutsumi Tamura also voices Hiro from Digimon Ghost Game and she’s been in a lot of animes voicing young boys or boyish women, so she’s a big name herself. Taichi is voiced by the same voice actress as Akibe, the little youkai girl. However, the biggest surprise is the Teke Teke youkai who’s voiced by none other than Jun Fukushima. If you’re not familiar with Fukushima, he voiced Kazuma from KonoSuba and Naruko from Yowamushi Pedal. Like how do they get the budget to cast all these big names?

I had a feeling the special item in the box was a sailor uniform but I didn’t expect it to be a golden nurse uniform. I thought it was going to be some sort of ancient uniform from a past era or something. The ending sequence was still hilarious because everyone is mean to Haruaki for his uniform fetish. Overall, I was surprised with how well this episode turned out despite going off an anime original path. It makes me wonder what else they’d do for the rest of the season. Will they repeat the pattern or will they have more 1:1 chapter adaptations? What are your thoughts?

[thecatundertheladder]

Nyad, Wojira, and The First Spinjitzu Master

I decided to do my own lore for Nyad, Wojira, and the FSM!

While this isn't specifically made for either of my AUs, this is canon for both.

Ninjago isn't the realm, it's the continent that FSM created in the Endless Seas.

The realm is called Aranami (which as far as I can tell means stormy seas or raging waves in Japanese, however I'm not Japanese nor do I speak it so if it is wrong feel free to correct me). It is the Realm of the Sea and Storm.

As with the Preeminent and the Cursed Realm, Wojira is the living incarnation of Aranami, and as a result, has the power to command the sea and storm.

Wojira was not born with two amulets stuck in her head, but rather they were made by Nyad, the First Spinjitzu Master, and a few Merlopian and Islander sorcerers to contain her power and put her in a deep sleep.

It is unknown why Nyad has her powers, only that she has had them from birth.

When the FSM arrived he fell straight into the middle of the ocean, nowhere near any of the islands. Having grown up mostly in a desert, they didn't know how to swim, but being part Oni, they could breath underwater, so they just got stuck on the sea floor for a bit.

Nyad was the one to find him and bring him back to Ancient Merlopia.

When they met, Nyad was 15 and FSM was already several centuries old, but being a dragoni, he was the equivalent of around 8 years old

After Nyad became one with the sea, the Merlopian king of the time made her a saint. She was later named the goddess of the Endless Sea by both the Islanders and the Merlopians.

The First Spinjitzu Master was going to leave for a new realm after Nyad lost her memories, however they were encouraged to stay by the Merlopian king.

But the FSM couldn't live underwater forever, and being half dragon, he needed a territory larger than any of the islands dotted around the ocean. But he couldn't control his powers very well at the time, so he made the Weapons on Creation to help harness his powers in order to join together some of the Islands to make a bigger Island.

However, when he did this, his grief over Nyad caused his powers to get a bit out of hand, and he ended up creating an entire continent (albeit a relatively small one compared to the continents in the First Realm).

[a-coelacanth-makes-stuff]

Crafting a silly Ninjago au!

Main changes to the main Ninja (plus Pixal) from shortest to tallest cus i can

Kai: half Serpentine like both parents(two half human half Serpentine parents), shortest ninja, still scared of water but also doesn't like cats too much. He's got a lot of burn marks, both from his power and because of blacksmithing. Bi, questioning identity but is still good with He/Him pronouns, just experimenting.

Cole: Short, fat(after getting more comfprtable with the others and not pushing himself to be all toned) and very strong. Has those marks he gets using his powers as scars on his arms, plus a handfull of scars on his legs and around his eyes from when he was a ghost! gay and demiboy(he/they)

Wyldfire: like Cole, she's heavy! She's more wild than the show, and while smart and learned math and such really easy from her nannybot, she would try to eat a phone if given one without explanation. Shes got entirely too many scars and freckles!!! "What's gender, I'm a DRAGON!!!"(doesn't care about pronouns, people default to She/Her and she doesn't care at all)"I like Roby only :3"

Zane: on the shorter side as his father did make him slightly shorter to be like a son and he doesn't want to change that, obsessed with birds and sometimes pirates cus autism, "He/Him usual but any work" agender, ace

Arin: About average hight and autistic (Ninja autism), and probably has the least physical scars of anyone! (Not changing him much from cannon) He/They, and still questioning

Jay: lanky ADHD idiot, better than everyone except Zane and Pixal with machinery. Has lightning scars going up his arms! Transmasc!! Calls himself a butch twink as a joke, and Bi!

Sora: neurodivergent in some way and otherkin!! Catkin, she's not sure which exactly but she's leaning towards a manecoon. She has 3 fingers, on her left hand(Pointer, thumb, pinky, other two are nubs), her whole right arm is a prosthetic, with the extra fingers and the arm made by herself! Also the headphones are also hearing aids she made as cat ears because of species euphoria! Lots of general scarring on her, mostly from her work on stuff. She/they lesbian!!

P.I.X.A.L.: Tall cus her father made her tall to help him as needed! Keeps her height as it is very useful and she finds it amusing being taller than Zane. "She/Her is fine, i go by anything" pangender, ace

Lloyd: intersex, sorta trans sorta cis cus he was assigned male a birth but has to bind currently (related to being part dragon in my au, dragons have a lot of E naturally), hides his secondary arms, tail, antlers, most of his tusks and ears when doing errands and stuff outside the group cus his tail has gotten pulled and run over several times. Has generally a lot of scars, even on his secondary arms. Man(no more elaboration), and questioning (he's mentally only a little older than Sora Arin and Wyld, give him time) He/anything BUT femme pronouns

Nya: See the first thing for Kai, tallest ninja(until Lloyd grows more), ends up getting antlers and new scales and a weird face and a mustache after Seabound :3 Bi and not cis(not sure) She/It

Bonus:

Wu: Half dragon half oni but leans a lot on dragon, and uses the Oni powers to help make him more human (Dragons can become smaller and bipedal but only adults and they still clearly look like dragons) secretly has a sweet tooth like his nephew, he's borderline a god and doesn't care for pronouns nor lables, but considers Pan to be the closest match

Garmadon: half dragon half oni but leaning on oni. after the SoG, and all that, then meeting Vinny, he slowly gets his "humanity" back, which is just him relearning how to be good. He's still half dragon half oni but when the SoG resurrected him, they somehow sealed the dragon part away for a while.

Also Misako is such a workaholic they eventually divorce cus like, no time for each other and then Vinny, the silly 30 year old with a basic job somehow scored a demi god because I am a sucker for monster x average Joe that makes them better

Vinny really looked at Garmadon and said "I can fix him" and didn't lie.

[fiberturkey89]

The Lightning Dragon of the First Realm Lore/Headcanons Pt1.

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The Lightning Dragon is considered to be the youngest Elemental Dragon species to have been birthed by Firstbourne right alongside the Wind Dragon. As the story goes, it is said that the first Sky Dragons were birthed when Firstbourne learned to take flight for the first time to battle against an evil that threatened to consume the Oni, the Eclispan's and the Dragons.

There are many other stories, too, all of them with different teachings and meanings that are meant to aid future generations. Another famous story is of an elderly female and a young male who lost their mates that is meant to teach acceptance and that love can be given in various forms.

Even to the present day, these stories are told by Lightning Dragons across the Merged Realmsto the next generation and anyone who wishes to know their story. (Wisp often loved pretending to be Thunderfang whenever he acted out the story during his time as guardian over the Shuriken of Ice, and Jiro has a soft spot for the two Lightning Dragons story).

Every two years, a gathering in the First Realm is held for Lightning Dragon's across the realms during the stormiest season. Flocks and families will often come to partake in different fesitvities that are overseen by the residental ones. Songs and dances are engaged in, stories are shared, and more.

The first and last "Arc" Lightning Dragon in the First Realm was Thunderfang, who died in the Oni and Dragon war to the Oni Warlord of Despair: Avarice. There has never been an Arc Dragon after that, as Firstbourne fills the role of one to the "Primordial."

Though it's said that the spines that go between the shoulder and legs are Thunderfangs last gift to them, as they were a unique trait to her alone.

Lightning Dragons are brutal combatants when it comes to fighting. They're known to constrict around adversaries and use the death by a thousand cuts approach, their spines razor sharp and able to cut easily plus sharp teeth and claws. Additionally, they often paralyze their prey to speed up the process.

While other Variants of Lightning often eat metals and specific foods to aid their use of electricity, the ones in the First Realm do not need to eat such. Instead, they have a conductor in their jaws that allows them to hold electricity there and call upon it immediately.

While the trait isn't specific to them only, much like Jay Walker and Jiro- they can absorb electricity from other sources and redirect it/contain it. Though, in comparison, the ones of the First Realm can use it in various colors, from white to blue to purple or pink. Depends on the individual.

Lightning Dragons in the First Realm only really learn how to fly once they're sub-adults. As they do not have enough of a "pull" to allow themselves to fly, they simply can't control it at the younger stages. So they stay on the ground to prevent injuring themselves.

And.. That's about all I can really think of for this girls half. Admittedly, I struggled a fair bit with the redesign- but Im semi-content with how it came out.

[liviavanrouge]

Twst tribe AU

I've been lamenting on this idea for like A WEEK now and after talking with @anxious-twisted-vampire I decided to finally do a post since I got more encouraged because they liked it!

Basically the tribe AU are where the twst boys are placed into different tribes around the school, they're all different species depending on what dorm they're in!

Heartslabyul are Oni's because some have raging tempers, and I thought it would fit for them because Oni's are also pretty strong!

Savannaclaw are Guardian Deities like Thunder Dogs and all those other things, they're the ones who patrol the halls of school after curfew and they're the only dorm with that permission!

Octavinelle are Water Nymphs! Watch out cause they're sneaky and won't hesitate to trick you, some of the nymphs take on sea animal like forms in the water

Scarabia are Medusa, Chimera and sometimes Dark Watchers, they're very sneaky and cunning, some are also quite strong so be careful and don't make them hold a grudge against you!

Pomefiore are Dame Blanche and Aguane's, they pride themselves with their beauty and dance, so be careful not to ruin their looks or moves or you'll end up on their bad sides!

Ignihyde are all Grim Reapers preferring to stay away from other tribes and their residents. They will snatch your soul for a day if you decide to anger them or sometimes they'll be petty and keep it for half the school year

Diasomnia are Tengu and Kitsunes but there is a dragon and vampires among them with a small someone being the only half vampire among them all the students

Ramshacke residents are travelers that visit each of the tribes and add onto the lore about them even correcting certain mistakes that must've been made.

The professors are also different species, but I haven't decided who's to be who yet!

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Anyway! Now it's time for the Special Guest Species!

A clan of blood draining monsters. She’s an nekomata who happens to be a beast master, a rare ability that she inherited from her mother. It's Minako!!

Pierre is an satry maenad hybrid. His unique birth made him quite an outcast to the Satyrs so he spend his own time alone with making pipes!

Florence is from the dragon clan, a clan that is mortal enemies to diasmonia. As a result she will despise anyone from the tribe!

Griselda is a demon who feasts on any negative emotions. She is a vagabond!

Victor is an lich which is a monster that is very infamous among the tribes!

Akane is a powerful yet evil kitsune who is not even from diasmonia tribe. No one knows who she is!

The amazing and beautiful Alaida is a cherubim! The best kind of angels to ever exist in my opinion!

If you wanna know more gotta ask my girl @anxious-twisted-vampire

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Each tribe still uses the dorms original name so There's the Savannaclaw Tribe, The Heartslabyul Tribe, The Pomefiore tribe and ETC

I am so ready to bring this AU to LIFE!! It's by far my favorite of them all!!

@writing-heiress @yukii0nna

[symphonic-scream]

Anyways since I'm writing an au for once I think it's the perfect time to post about another

Persona 4 Magic au

So those of you who follow me or recognize me (hi!! Welcome back!!) Well you might say "Scream"- that's me, -"you have a Persona 5 Magic au, is this the same universe?" And my answer is

Uh. Sure. It can be I guess

Anyways let's talk about shit

Yu Narukami is a witch. His parents were both magic users, but had outer sources of magic. As a witch, Yu can cast spells and shit with the magic within him. His parents are going abroad for a year and send him to live with his uncle in Inaba, with a catch

His uncle knows nothing about magic, so Yu had to pretend to be a normal human for the whole year

He's never had to hide his magic before, so it'll be a real challenge for him. But, he's willing to try

...yeah it doesn't go well

When he shows up, he can already feel magic within the town. There are magical beings present and almost immediately, someone turns up dead in a mysterious fashion. No one else can see the gills on the woman's neck but him, or so he believes

Yu becomes fast friends with a few kids in his class that really stink of barely-hidden magic.

Yosuke Hanamura, with his prominent canines and his suspiciously homemade juice boxes

Chie Satonaka, with her boundless energy, knowledge of the moon, and her love of meat

And Yukiko Amagi, who stares so oddly. He doesn't have much evidence for her yet, but he will

Then, a third year turns up dead. Yu sees the little horns on her head when he sees her on TV the night before. Another magic person is dead.

Then, Yukiko goes missing, and everything gets started

Okay that's it for me talking like that I'll lay out what the plot is and what everyone is and shit

So basically. Adachi is a seer, a human who can tell when someone's magic, and he finds out that the entrance to Mirror Inaba is in the TV. Plus, every monster he tossed in, died. So he sets up a plot to get monsters kidnapped and shit cause "they're subhuman anyways, I should be allowed to have fun with them"

Yu Narukami is a witch, as I said

Yosuke Hanamura is a vampire! He was a born vampire, but his mom is human so. His traits are real watered down. He's fine in the sun and can eat small amounts of garlic, but he still drinks blood

Chie Satonaka is a werewolf! There's a small werewolf pack that's been in Inaba for generations, and she's a member. Born a werewolf, she's really connected with her animal self, and is in control during full moons

Yukiko Amagi is a Fox Selkie, but her coat is an abnormal colour due to the fact that her grandfather was a Kitsune. As a fox she's mostly dark red with a white belly, eyebrows, and tail tip, but her paws are black, as are the tips of her ears. She can make vague illusions, and her coat stays locked with her mother's at the inn

Kanji Tatsumi is half Oni. His mom is human, but his dad? Full Oni. He has an older brother that lives with his dad, since both of them can't hide their demonic traits. Kanji looked human enough as a kid, but he's just started sprouting his horns and his teeth are a little larger. Plus, he's real tall and big

Rise Kujikawa is a daughter of Hathor, the Egyptian goddess of Love, beauty, music, dancing, pleasure- you get the gist. Her mother is her birth parent cause I said so. Her grandmother is a potions master, and Rise has decided to learn the craft as well

Naoto Shirogane is the youngest of the Shirogane Animal Shifters. The bloodline has been watered down over the years, to the point where the only animal form Naoto can take is a snow leopard. His markings are closer to blue shades than whites and blacks, and there's a little butterfly spot right on his chest

And Teddie is from Mirror Inaba. He is the only conscious being there, and grants protection to the team when they go to save people. He's not sure what he is, but he looks like a bear. Maybe.

Anyways yeah. Monster crew. Please ask me about this I'm proud of it

[widemushroom]

Kazama and Chizuru headcanon

Chizuru attempts to kill her baby and commit suicide after Kazama took her by force in Saitou's route part 2

Notes: read part 1 first by searching #headcanon in my page

Notes: Again, i remind you that I wrote this during a break, so take the errors with a grain of salt. Keep in mind this is not related to my fanfic "twenty-three nights "

Context:

Before anything, she had asked the Shinsengumi to give her any of Saito's belongings that are left, and she learns that his swords were stolen, but some of his belongings are still there She wraps them in a bag and takes it with her.

It was raining when she spent hours next to Saitou's grave, and now that she was on her way back to the inn, she's all wet, and parts of her clothes are muddy. She merely wrings her wet hair, takes off her most outer layer of clothes that is muddy, holds her wagasa, and continues walking obliviously to the cold. Her steps are slow, and her head is hanging down as she is dragging herself to her destination. It's not because she doesn't want to reach the inn, but it's because of how numb she feels.

Then she chokes on all her feelings when she enters the inn and shows no sign of her emotions of hurt and pain, but still, she looks very exhausted and tired. Her expression is dark when she sees Kazama again, but she quickly ignores him.

Upon seeing Chizuru in that “dark” state, Kazama regrets pursuing Chizuru from the beginning, and he thinks to himself that if she runs away now, then he'll accept it and let go of her.

Two weeks later, Chizuru realizes that she is pregnant. It's either because her Oni healing abilities had become immune to the birth control herbs and venoms she was using or because she was not using them properly enough. The imagination of the possibility of her hurting her fetus during the last few weeks via poisons makes her stop using any recipes now, but she doesn't tell Kazama about her pregnancy.

We'll skip many details here

A few months passed, and Chizuru had been keeping up with the Shinsengumi and Kodo and Kaoru's plans. She learns that Kodo had been killing and oppressing so many people with the water of life project, and she just accepts that Kodo will probably be killed soon, either by humans or Oni. As for her brother, she wishes if and only if they could have known each other for a longer time before he turned against her. Maybe if her brother had someone like her to take care of him, then he wouldn't have turned into the person he is now.

She remembers her childhood memories, including the faces of her deceased parents and little Kaoru.

She keeps writing to Sen and receiving letters from Sen.

She knows the Shinsengumi are near their end, and she has no choice but to accept that and accept the deaths of more of her friends.

Kazama still regrets forcing Chizuru into this marriage and tries to make up for Chizuru by giving her more welfare.

However, he hopes that now that she is pregnant, then all his problems and her problems in this relationship are solved.

A few months later, she gives birth to her powerful Oni child.

Keep in mind that Kazama took Chizuru at the end of Kyoto Winds time, Chizuru was pregnant for 9 months, her baby is at least 1 month and a half now so we are now in the fourth year of hakuouki plot and the second year of edo blossoms time therefore Kazama is literally keeping Chizuru safe and the human world is falling apart and the Shinsengumi are few months before their end.

So if Chizuru runs away, then she is putting her life and her baby's life in certain danger and at certain risk, and she can't return to the Shinsengumi at all.

A feast is supposed to be held after Chizuru gives birth to her baby so they show the baby to everyone but Chizuru is not fond of such a ceremony at all and is not willing to participate with her baby. Kazama tells her it's disrespectful if they don't show the baby to the people who are willing to see it especially because they have brought gifts for her and the baby and insists that she participates and brings her baby with her. Chizuru is still unwilling to take part in the party or the gathering at all, but after Kazama's continued insistence, Chizuru finally accepts with the condition that the gathering is simpler and she stays only for a short time then leaves with her baby.

Due to her Oni abilities, Chizuru heals fast after giving birth to her baby, and their baby has a good effect on their relationship. Chizuru loves the comfortable experience of holding her little bundle, and she wants to live it to the fullest.

Keeping their newborn baby between themselves every night when they sleep has a good effect on their relationship as well.

Both Chizuru and Kazama get along better.

Chizuru caresses Kazama more and speaks more with him. She lays on top of him and caresses his face, and she is willing to have sex with him more romantically.

Kazama is not a fool. He knows that she is not passionate about him, but he hopes that now that she has a child, she completely accepts him and accepts this life, even if only for the sake of her own child.

So, after some short good time passes, Chizuru shows a darker expression again.

She is deep in thoughts a lot of the time. When she is deep in thoughts and gazes at the same spot, her expression is similar to when she was traveling with Kazama after he killed Saito and is similar to whenever she was plotting before attempting to escape or before having a volcanic fight with Kazama. At some point, when she looks into Kazama's eyes, her expression is similar to when she stabbed him during their journey.

Occasionally, her child is in her embrace, and she is staring at it while thinking. She stares with cheerless eyes when she is alone or an ambiguous gaze if Kazama is around her.

She doesn't pay much attention to Kazama's presence, and Kazama merely stays away from her since he knows she is not willing to have him close to her anymore.

He suspects that she is up to something, and from the way she looks at her baby while she is thinking, he assumes that she is thinking of escaping with her baby and putting both her own life and her baby's life at risk.

At last, he speaks with her one evening and tells her that he knows she doesn't want to be with him, but she has a child now, and she must cope for her child's sake.

He doesn't say anything about her plans of escaping.

She tells him that she has been coping for her child's sake, but she was also coping with the hope that he changes which he didn't change at all and she can't bear being with him anymore.

Kazama feels quite weary of this talk and says the three of them are just trapped in this situation, and she must just accept it and cope.

She is not willing to have more talk and only tells Kazama to leave her alone.

Chizuru's plot is to move with her baby to live with Sen in the Yase village and then probably run away from there.

Before leaving her, he tells her that if she is comparing herself and him with other men and women who have a different life than them then she must know that none of those men who she compares him with would ever do what he has done for her and her child.

Chizuru doesn't care about those words as she had developed a habit of repeatedly ignoring Kazama overall.

She has the propensity of crying again, but this time, it's for her baby. She loathes the fact that her child will mentally suffer heavily due to his parents' relationship. Like how she tried to cope but she couldn't, her child too won't be able to cope.

This time, she doesn't only consider Kazama at fault for what she is going through, but she is also considering him at fault for what her baby goes through. She believes her baby will suffer because of Kazama.

One evening, Kazama wants to speak with Chizuru again. Chizuru is not willing to talk and ignores Kazama, which irritates him. He gets mad and confronts her about her intentions to escape and tells her that even if she runs away, then he'll drag her back with himself. He tells her that he'll tie her to himself if he has to, but she won't escape.

Then he reminds her of what he said to her during their journey; that no matter what, he'll always be standing right in front of her even if she runs away, and she'll escape nowhere.

After this fight, Chizuru declares that since he never cared about the existence of love in this marriage then he should not expect her to grieve him or care if he is killed by anyone when he is outside the Kazama village because like he said it is not important if they love each other or not. That's also a un_straightforward way to tell him that his child won't care much about him either when it's older as Chizuru won't tell the child anything nice about Kazama.

While he is still angry but mute, she asks him if he thought coping is the same as accepting? She can have a passionate night with him and the next morning hear about him being killed and feel nothing for him.

Before he says anything, she honestly says she was trying to accept this life not for herself or her child's sake but for the sake of having a better relationship with him and the possibility of discovering something between the two of them but now, it is different.

Then she simply ignores him and is not willing to have more talk with him.

One thing Chizuru learned from being with Kazama is that a hot metal cools off fast like it was never dangerously hot. She knows Kazama regrets forcing her into this miserable marriage.

Kazama used to often ease his anger by having a good meal, drinking, resting, and sometimes having sex with Chizuru, but this time, he couldn't calm his mind after his quarrel with Chizuru.

Now, Kazama, feeling extremely mad, goes to one of the Kazama members who pushed him into taking Chizuru by force and encouraged some other members to do the same. He cuts him in a manner that is not deadly but painful, and the room's ground around them is full of splashed blood. Then he exits the room with blood on his face, hand, arm, and clothes. He returns to his manor with that state and doesn't clean himself immediately.

Chizuru is somewhere outside with her baby when that happens. When she returns, she sees Kazama in that state and is slightly shocked but simply ignores him.

Of course, other people learn of what Kazama had done, and soon, they guess the reason behind Kazama's act. Members who didn't approve of this forced relationship from the beginning understand him even though they don't speak about that and don't interfere. Although marrying someone that the person didn't love was common, Chizuru's state was different since she was already married to another man that she loved when Kazama started pursuing her.

So now both Chizuru and Kazama are heavily irritated.

Due to the current circumstances, it's difficult to travel to the Yase village, especially with a baby. That's something that Sen informs Chizuru in the letters. However, Chizuru is persistent in leaving Kazama village. It's not that Sen is plotting Chizuru's escape plan with her because traveling to the Yase village is not considered an act of fleeing. Anyhow, Chizuru thinks she must hold on more patience for now.

One of Kazama's main habits is having sex with Chizuru even if they are in bad terms, and he's good at practicing this habit. The night after their last intensive fight, Kazama bathes then goes to Chizuru, who is preparing to sleep and has sex with her again while their baby is sleeping next to them on the futon.

It's something he believes is normal to do as a couple as long as he had never hit her or hurt her, and it's not necessarily a way to make up after their arguments.

At last, and days later, Kazama accepts to take Chizuru to the Yase clan by himself so she is safe on the road, but their plan is to only stay there a short time so she sees Sen.

While they are staying at some inn on the road, Chizuru decides to just escape now. An hour before she makes her move, she looks at Kazama, who is smoking on a porch and says a silent goodbye. Her heart aches as she stares at him.

An hour later, Kazama is sleeping. The weather is rainy and it's nighttime. She gathers lots of stuff and wraps her baby in a thick and warm bundle before she hits the road.

She gets completely wet in the forest, and the weather is cold. To keep her baby safe, she opens her collar and keeps her baby against her own skin. That comforts the child in this distressful situation, and the child is not wet.

Kazama wakes up later and realizes that she is not in the room. Her baby is not there either, and their belongings are not there either. Like a crazy person, he jumps from his place and runs out of the inn to find them.

By the time Kazama was close to them, Chizuru was muddy, struggling to keep her baby dry, warm and clean from mud and her baby started crying, which put both her and her baby in more distress. Her baby is moving its mouth against her skin, looking for her nipple and crying because Chizuru is not stopping to feed it.

Kazama sees her from afar and cries her name, and runs through the mud to them. Utterly tired, helpless and hopeless, Chizuru decides to just commit suicide and die with her baby before Kazama reaches them. She quickly slows poison and immediately falls on the ground. She looks at her baby's face and hesitates to kill it, but she has no choice. If her baby stays alive while she is dead, then it will suffer endlessly, and she can't save herself now. She hugs her baby tightly and then tries to quickly put the poison in its mouth. Fortunately, Kazama catches them and even though he doesn't know she is aiming to kill their baby, the poison falls from her hand and away from the child as Kazama grabs her but he realizes she was trying to commit suicide because she is losing consciousness. Momentarily, he leaves the crying baby under the rain and on the muddy surface and sticks his hand forcefully in her mouth, so she throws up to which she throws up blood. Instantly, he cuts his veins deep and fills her mouth with his own blood, and she finally starts healing and regaining consciousness. Their baby is coughing and crying by that moment.

He jerks her from her clothes and demands she answer him why she has done what she did.

“This is the only way I can set myself and my child free from you.” She says, and she refuses to return with him now no matter what.

He gets mad and cries at her, asking her what has he ever done? She tells him to leave them alone.

Kazama insists that they speak when they are back in the inn, but Chizuru refuses to return with him.

He grabs her from her kimono and almost begs her to accept to return with him. As she is still refusing, he is almost about to drag her back forcefully, but the baby starts crying louder.

The baby, who was wet, hungry, and sleepy, starts crying louder. Kazama opens Chizuru's bag of the stuff she gathered to find dry clothes to wrap the child with. He takes off its wet ones and wraps it with a warm cloth. Chizuru asks him if this is the first time that he cares about his own child as she takes the child from him to breastfeed it. She looks like she is pained because she regrets attempting to hurt her child.

Kazama tells her he is apologizing and sorry about everything and promises her that he will make up for everything. Chizuru says she doesn't care, and she only and only wants not to see him again. He swears that he didn't even imagine her doing what she did.

Feeling helpless, he says he will have a big manor as big as the one they live in in the Kazama village built for her in the village so she'll never see him near her. He will never disturb her with his existence anymore and will stay away from her, which doesn't convince Chizuru.

At last, he confesses that he loves her and doesn't want to lose her even if they don't have a child.

Finally, he sighs and suggests he takes her to the Yase village where she stays with her baby, and he returns to the Kazama village as he has no other choice now but to accept Chizuru's continued insistence for separation.

For their baby's sake, Chizuru accepts to get up and return to the inn. There, she watches her child sleeping comfortably and warmly, and she completely regrets what she was attempting to do to her baby.

Chizuru is only thinking about her baby and the terrible act that she was going to do to it, and says it's the most thing she regrets in her life.

After their child is sleeping in fine warmth and they clean themselves, Kazama kisses Chizuru deeply, and they have sex completely naked in the dark room, and it's still nighttime. Later, they lay next to each other like that.

Kazama, assuming that if Chizuru stays with her child in the Yase village for a longer time, then she will never return to him in the Kazama village, asks her to change her mind, and withdraw from her decision to leave him.

Kazama asks her if she believes there is never something good he has done for her. She admits that he didn't hurt her and he was kind and caring to her, but she had been extremely tired.

He replies that they are at war after all, and one way or another, they are all affected by the outcomes. He is not exaggerating on that matter since Chizuru keeps up with the Shinsengumi who are reaching their end, and both her father Kodo and her brother Kaoru are close to the execution.

He pampers her a little more, and they have sex a second time. At last, she holds his face and smiles warmly at him before kissing him deeply on the mouth.

Of course, this is not the end of the headcanon. I just finished writing Chizuru's attempt to commit suicide with her baby and Kazama's reaction to it. There is still more to post here.

[hey-heigo]

danganronpa monsters and mythics au: the students

i go into a little more detail on their individual profiles but here's some brief summaries

makoto: 100% human. has only ever lived in human society with little to no exposure to anything outside of it - regarded most magic and nonhuman creatures as stuff of fairy tales

kyoko: a man-made semi-biological automaton. she was built to be a tool for monster hunters to act as bait and draw out non-humans, but she managed to gain independence after successfully handling an incident involving a dragon on her own

byakuya: a half-dragon, half-human hybrid. the first heir of the togami line to be of human descent to any capacity - isn't taken very seriously despite winning the heir competition due to his mostly human features

aoi: a selkie. she likes the human world, especially the cuisine, but has a harder time navigating land as compared to water. distinguished herself as one of the fastest swimmers among most creatures to be allowed to traverse deeper into human society

sayaka: a half-harpy, half-human hybrid. she doesn't have arms but she has human legs - her biology makes it hard for her to fly for long period of time. she promotes herself as an 'angelic figure' and became a popular idol among humans and non-humans alike

leon: a satyr. wants to become famous. saw sayaka's fame among human fans especially, and now aims to become a punk rock star. is trying to sell his image as a 'devil who plays punk rock' but the only instrument he can play so far is the recorder

chihiro: a pixie. their wings were warped and damaged from birth, so flying is impossible, but they built and enchanted a wooden doll to carry them around (alter ego). most people assume chihiro is a magic, sentient doll instead of a pixie piloting a doll. theyre very skilled with complex enchantments for automations

toko: a human. descended from some powerful exorcists, but her family had fallen out of that practice by the time she was born. has been able to see ghosts from a young age and is prone to getting possessed, namely by one ghost she's been able to see since birth named 'syo'

hifumi: a tanuki. is infatuated with human culture and anime, and usually goes around in human form so as to enjoy it more. is considered a weirdo among tanukis for liking humans so much

celeste: a vampire...? actually is a kitsune who really likes the gothic aesthetic. prefers the mystery and dark romance of vampires compared to the trickery associated with foxes, but is not afraid of using magic and trickery to get what she wants

mondo: a vampire. leads a gang of other vampires and thralls that enjoy biking at night. had to consume his brother's blood when he died, and now has an aversion to the taste of it

kiyotaka: a werewolf. his grandfather was trying to build the imagery of werewolves to be loyal and noble, but that fell through due to scandal. he's now trying to rectify his grandfather's mistakes and acts like a loyal hound

sakura: a half-oni, half-human. achieved status as 'the strongest' among her family despite being of human descent, and gained respect among oni society because of this. wants the same from the human side as well, or at the very least, acceptance

hiro: a magic tree/dryad? a seed fell from the sky (likely from a World Tree) and landed in a flowerpot on an apartment windowsill tokyo. the woman in the apartment grew the seed, and when it turned into a human, she raised him like a son until he grew up - now independent, he goes around selling half-baked prophecies and magic charms

junko: a human. rumored to be descended from a witch who once nearly doomed all life on earth, but nowadays insists she's just a girl whose only skill is charm magic. gained a lot of renown in the human world as a fashion model

mukuro: a human. was indoctrinated in an organization of monster-hunters for a time in a northern continent before the group dissolved mysteriously. she doesn't seem to be entirely human-like, but it's hard to place how and why