#come sano

[deardiaryilovesarah]

[health-healthyfood]

Gallinas

Gallina Gallinas, proveedoras de un gran tesoro: los Huevos! Tal y cómo lees, las gallinas, además de ser unos animales adorables, en mi opinión, nos proporcionan un tesoro nutricional, los huevos! Pero…. sabías que la calidad y riqueza en nutrientes del huevo depende de la calidad de vida que tengan las gallinas?! Es por ello que se está poniendo muy de moda eso de… Gallinas criadas en…

[shiatsuyasuragi]

Come Sano Dieta Mediterránea

Come Sano Dieta Mediterránea. Nuestra dieta es la mejor del mundo. Así la han calificado en EEUU. Tras analizar 41 planes alimenticios el portal U.S. News and World Report, https://www.usnews.com/, ha calificado la dieta mediterránea como la más sana, la mejor para la diabetes, de las basadas en vegetales la número 1, y, algo muy importante, la más fácil de cumplir. La dieta mediterránea es…

[hysterotic]

Please make more of those twitter threads of the Toman characters 😭 my ass was HOLLERING at all of them ☠️

meowww here’s how it feels to have tkrv guys in ur tl

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Teaser images for new art!!!!

[aryomengrande]

왜 이런 내 맘을 아직 몰라? happy birthday, shinichiro ! (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)♡

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

MY HEART IS??? BROKEN???

[compulsivelywet]

Boyfriend to Death x Reader/MC

Chapter 1 - °‧🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Warnings: Puppy play, humiliation, Collars, BDSM, Kidnapping, Butt plugs, Latex, Multiple endings, Heavy BDSM - and others (soz lazy)

Dead Dove: Do not eat ⭐️ also a WIP

This is a Ren Hana X reader

(AMAB)

This is not for minors!! - Minors DNI !!

Future chapters will be added - Fic under cut ->

M/C walked anxiously through the forest, having been separated from their friends. After a party, they had been out drinking and ran into the nearby forest to throw up what they had just drunk. But there was a tiny problem with their plan. M/C stumbled deeper and deeper into the woods and now walked alone.

Before they could even react, something tightened around M/C’s neck and pinned him to the ground. They opened their eyes and saw the fugitive holding a control pole. The noose held tight around M/C’s neck. M/C struggled for a few moments but eventually went limp on the ground, accepting his fate. All he could do now was beg for his life.

“Please don’t kill me! I promise I won’t tell anyone. If you let me go, I promise you’ll never see me again! I’ll never bother you again, just please don’t kill-”

Before he could finish his pleading, the Beastkin smashed a glass bottle over his head, immediately knocking M/C unconscious. Ren then relieved the pressure on the snare and removed it from the other's neck. He gently patted his soft hair, humming happily to himself.

“Don’t worry, my little puppy. I’ll take good care of you.”

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As soon as M/C awoke, they knew something was wrong. He was in some kind of living room, chained to the wall. He felt a slight tightness around his arms and legs, slightly cold, and a dull pain in his rear. His face flushed a bright red when he realized that he was practically naked. All that he wore were black latex thigh-high heels, latex sleeves, a collar around his neck, and a metal muzzle strapped around his head.

He flinched when he felt a hand pet his hair.

“Awww, is my little puppy finally up from his nappy?” Ren said in a mocking baby voice.

“Let me go, you bastard! T-This isn’t funny!”

The Beastkin giggled at the insult before putting a finger under M/C’s chin and scratching.

“Coochie coochie coo~” He teased.

M/C slapped his hand away before realizing what had been done to his own hand. His fingers were tightly bound in horribly restrictive gloves, rendering them completely useless.

“Aww. My puppy’s being a little feisty today.”

M/C glared at him. If looks could kill, Ren would be six feet under already. The fox’s smile only got wider.

“You’re being awful grumpy today. How about you wag that little tail for me?”

Ren reached behind and pulled something. M/C felt a slight pressure in his rear. He turned around, and his worst fear was confirmed. He had a sizable buttplug in his ass with a fluffy brown tail attached to it.

M/C became even more enraged, he jumped to his feet, about to charge at his captor, but he fell back down almost immediately when he felt a sharp pain on both of his soles.

“AAAHH! W-What the fuck?!”

“You’re such a silly puppy. Puppies don’t stand on two legs. I knew you would forget that, so I embedded nails on the bottom of those heels to prevent you from standing upright.”

M/C gasped in horror and disgust. He became enraged and began to yell at the fugitive.

“YOU SICK BASTARD! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN DO THIS TO ME! I’M NOT A FUCKING DOG.” Ren merely shook his head.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Normally I would punish you for that, but I’ll be lenient since it’s your first day and you don’t know any better. Besides, we haven’t even begun your training yet.”

A shiver went up M/C spine when Ren mentioned “training.” He didn’t even want to imagine the humiliation that would entail.

He watched as Ren went to the kitchen. He quickly returned to M/C, holding a bottle full of milk.

“Maybe you’ll calm down once you eat.” Ren pushed the bottle through the wire muzzle cage and pressed the amber nipped to M/C’s lips, urging him to suckle.

M/C’s face flushed even redder as he turned his head away, refusing the bottle. Ren tried again, shoving the bottle in front of his face once more, his tail busheling out in frustration.

“M/C, please. You need to eat to grow big and strong.”

Still, M/C stubbornly refused to drink, glaring at the bottle.

“How dare he?! How dare he kidnap and humiliate me, and then expect me to drink from a fucking bottle?!” M/C thought to themself.

Ren sighed, realizing that his puppy wasn’t going to eat, so he went back to the kitchen and put the bottle away.

“You’ll have to eat eventually you know?”

M/C decided right then and there that he wasn’t going to eat anything until their friends came to his rescue. Hopefully, they won't take too long...

Ren walked up to M/C, giving him a quick peck on the forehead, which made M/C growl angrily at him.

“Goodnight pup! I bought you the best doggie bed I could find, so you should get a good night’s sleep. Maybe if you’re extra good, I’ll even let you sleep in my bed!”

Ren turned off the lights and began to walk towards his bedroom. Before he closed the door, however, he excitedly said “Sleep tight my little puppy! Tomorrow, we’re going to spend the WHOLE day together!”

[yanderederee]

𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝒹, 𝒜𝓁𝓁 ℳ𝒾𝓃𝑒

Manjiro sano x reader

cw: suicidal thoughts and attempt of. Yandere heavy.

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“Right now. You’re dead.”

Confused beyond belief, you’re stricken with shock. What was going on?

Right now, you were sitting in the hallway of the apartment you lived in by yourself. Yet, face to face with, what appeared to be, your ex boyfriend.

You slowly begin regaining sense of what happened just moments ago.

You recall the endless pit of helplessness you found yourself in after a night out with friends. A night meant to make you feel better from the daily stress of maintaining your life.

Yet all you’ve done is mask, pretend, fake smiles, and stroke the egos of everyone around you, just so someone would give you a shred of attention.

This constant facade of happiness; trying to pretend like cracks cornering your life had finally become unrepairable.

You were becoming more and more damaged as the days pass. And still, not a single person will bat their eye in your direction. Acknowledge that maybe you could use a shoulder to cry on, to rant to.

The fun night filled with fake smiles and empty giggles finally winded down, and once you returned home to your empty apartment, silence surrounding you…

It was time to stop pretending.

Face reality once again that at the end of the day.

You are alone.

As good as dead, until the next conceivable excuse to rope you out came around. Not because it was for your own sake, but to maintain appearances.

“Because we’re friends, right?”

When… was the last time you felt such a connection with another person?

The thought made you laugh and cry all the same. Shuffling further in to the empty space that was temporarily yours, you finally couldn’t talk yourself out of it any longer.

This was reality.

It had been a long time since the last real attempt you made at stifling your own life. The tools were always at your disposal in waiting, waiting.

You were finally successful this time. Ready to finally commit to escaping the never ending cycle of inadequacy and inconvenience.

By now, you should be…

“…Dead.”

The words woke you again from the haze.

Were you?

“It’s okay. You’re dead now. You don’t have to worry about anything, ever again.” The soothing voice promised you so, so sweetly.

Your feint heartbeat and burning eyes proved this point false.

“Why are you here?” You asked quietly. Calmly.

“Because you’re mine.” He answered as easily as it was to breathe.

“Why did you stop me?” You croaked, fresh tears rolling down your face.

“… because you’re mine.” Manjiro repeated slower this time.

Shit. You cried, huddling in on yourself, unable to suppress the tremors that overcame you. There was nothing left you had to say to him.

“It’s okay,” he shushed you, forcibly handling you into his embrace, holding your shaking form tightly. “You won’t have to worry about anything, ever again..”

What kind of sense did that make, you had initially thought. As long as you breathe, you will never be satisfied going on. Continuously maintaining a facade of a person; never truly living.

Having no strength left to fight him off you, or any will to do so to begin with, you curled up into the little bit of warmth he offered, and cried. Heavily, without shame. For so long, you hadn’t even realized, you had cried yourself to sleep.

…

You would soon understand, that he was right; You Were Dead.

When you awoke, the surrounding memories of your old life were gone; as though permanently erased. No childhood photos or memories. No dangly earrings of cute designs.

A new life laid out before you. One where you needn’t put on appearances, now that you never made an appearance to anyone at all.

Because Manjiro only ever wanted you; the genuine, authentic, broken, you.

Time became constructive, as it primarily was. Days blurred. The sun rose and fell again, and again, and again.

The only thing that mattered, or changed, was when Mikey was and was not present.

Though the things surrounding you were expensive, quality, and plush, the only thing with genuine warmth, was him.

You were dead; the only presence of life being Manjiro’s own dead eyes, the same ones that lit up like stars, as if he were a child again, when he saw you in all your pitiful glory.

“You’re so beautiful,” he would smile. The only thing that brought the him or you any sense of life, was eachother.

Two broken halves that became whole once together. That was all you were, and all he was, anymore.

And still, you can’t see how death would be any better. For at least here, you needed only for the one who needed you.

art credit:@110mandarin

[citrus-rhyme]

Funny (sorta) little thought.

I feel like whenever Izana doesn’t get his way in the Sano household. He just pulls out the adopted card.

Looking straight at them as he says stuff like “It’s because I’m adopted right? I see how it is”. “No it’s okay. I get it, blood is thicker than water after all” then pretends to sulk until they fold.

While Mikey on the other hand, would pull that on Izana in an argument.

“Shut up! You’re adopted!”

Always ends up someone getting bruised. Apologies will be made. Then everything will return to normal afterwards.

[youkaigakkou-tl]

(sorry in advance for the long ask) i feel silly for not noticing earlier but i realized that "Sano Mikoto" follows the same "__ no mikoto" name pattern that several japanese gods have. but that also made me wonder: if the 佐 from sano's name means "help" then his whole name sounds like "the god of help/assistance". but based on how that doesn't align with his yakubyougami nature and how ebisu reacts to hearing the name in ch 53 (his reaction is a bit more clear in the jpn raws) (1/2)

佐 doesn't really mean "help" on its own, it only somewhat means that when it's part of the word 補佐 "hosa" , which means "assistant" (in an organizational structure to a chief or leader) rather than like "helping people". Most of the time 佐 is just used as a kanji to represent the sound "sa", which is somewhat frequently the case for the on-readings (similar to chinese pronunciation) of kanji.

This is particularly prevalent when it comes to ancient literature like the creation myths and stories around gods, where the stories originally only existed in verbal form, and when japan adopted the chinese writing system some 1500 years ago, they applied certain chinese characters to the sounds that existed in japanese (the 50 or so hiragana that exist now) in order to put the stories into writing.

(and then over time 50 or so kanji got simplified into hiragana for normal use but thats neither here nor there. but names got to keep their kanji, which is why creation myth gods often have stupid long names that are 1 kanji per syllable, and the kanji used dont mean much of anything by themselves)

(theres also that often the kanji chosen will have been positive words, stuff like "fast" or "wise" or "powerful", in addition to the chinese word sounding like the japanese syllable (which was the more important part). Its unclear whether all these attributes were all applicable to the god named, its just as possible people afterwards applied those attributes to them in future retellings of the stories because the kanji was in the name. sort of a chicken and egg problem. and anyway, does it really matter what the one "true" interpretation of a story is, if one exists at all? it's a very modern sensibility to demand one, when for much of history stories only existed in the air between a storyteller and a listener. im getting off track here)

this is a lot of words to say, what is significant about the 佐 in "sano", is that it's the same one as in susanoo-no-mikoto. susanoo, notable for being associated with storms and disaster, for being exiled from heaven after causing some sort of destruction, and for being a child of izanagi and izanami and born after their first child hiruko (or rather, ebisu).

the thing about the yakubyougami thing, as with every other youkai and everything about folklore, is that at the end of the day, it's a story. youkai are just a set of attributes and circumstances that are wrapped up as a story, and in turn given a name and a face. a kamaitachi is just the occurrence of "wind whipping up suddenly and dust and leaves cutting someone" wrapped up as a story of "what if an imperceptibly fast weasel with knives did it?!"

it's why there can be so many different versions of stories for the same youkai, with behaviors and appearance differing from place to place, or the same "story" being given a different "name" in different places

(relevant to the latest chapter, i sort of suspect this is why theres like 10 different monkey youkai whose lore is just "this monkey is a FREAK")

what im getting at is, this isnt really like scientific taxonomy classifications, where theres genes you can sequence or criteria you can check to see if something is the right species. (and even then, there's birds stranded on isolated islands, fish sealed in caves, microorganisms in general, etc etc) there's not like a "youkai auditor" that goes around auditing if you're Really the youkai you say you are.

nor is it like you intrinsically know what youkai you are and all the lore about it and what behaviors youre supposed to have and what powers you have etc. you're told that by your parents, and in cases where that isnt possible, you figure it out somehow. like with beniko (popped out of a house and raised by humans), they looked it up and people have come up with a name for the phenomenon, which was called "zashiki warashi". or in cases like odawara where you really do just come to life alone, i imagine you either make a name for yourself, or humans who come across you will make a name for you.

which is a lot of words to say, sano can call himself whatever the hell he wants to make his life easier and not have to explain his backstory or have classmates make guesses at his backstory, as long as his traits somewhat fit. especially since recently he's often in the same scenes as kurahashi, who is now confirmed to straight up not be who or what he says he is.

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Ah the voice actors posing in the same way as their characters on the official art for the anniversary (minus Smiley and Angry)

[lovesitcomsandgaystuffs]

Without Haru knowing that he has exorcism powers, it just looks like Sano is protecting him

[starlightshadowsworld]

Mikey: Put the gun down. You don’t know what you’re doing.

Takemichi, just done: And you do? He’s not in your head?

Kisaki, placating: I know you’re angry.

Takemichi: Oh we’re way past that. I could choke the life out of you and never shed a tear.

Mikey: Takemitchi, please this isn’t the answer.

Takemichi: Than what is?! I’ve watched Hina burn to ashes with Akkun! Emma died because of him!Chifuyu and Naoto die because of him!

Mikey: Takemitchi…

Takemichi: And you…You beg me to kill you…I won’t forgive him! I will never forgive him! He corrupts every reality, every timeline, every future. But if I kill him now…none of it will happen.

Mikey: Look at yourself! You’re not a killer! Takemitchi, if you kill him it’ll destroy you.

Takemichi: I’ve survived worse.