#hooh. tags over

[mistilteinn-magolor]

brought some pens to school for yearbook signing and uh. went doodle crazy in my sketchbook

and also discovered some old glittery gel pens hiding behind my bed and uh. also went doodle crazy

(cari belongs to @hunty-long-legs)

[coridallasmultipass]

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[knickety]

Honkai: Star Rail Aeons as TMA Entities

Hello! Welcome to a peculiar intersection of two current interests of mine. If you're unfamiliar with either of these pieces of media, allow me to offer a brief explanation.

Honkai: Star Rail (referred to as hsr from here on out) is a scifi gacha game in which the universe is presided over by godlike beings known as Aeons. That's about all you really need to know for this post- I'll reference specific characters in a few of my explanations, but that's not Crucial for understanding.

The Magnus Archives (tma) is a podcast distributed by Rusty Quill and licensed under a- wait, sorry, those aren't my notes. Let's try again. The Magnus Archives is a horror fiction podcast wherein a group of archive workers catalogue, and increasingly come into contact with themselves, the inexplicable and horrifying events caused by a group of otherworldly fear entities.

Both the hsr aeons and the tma entities share the obvious similarities of being extradimensional beings who don't often manifest directly in the world, but who hold exceptional power and often inspire mortals to their cause/develop powers in relation to them (avatars in tma, emanators in hsr). I suppose with the knowledge of both groups of beings rattling around in my head it was inevitable that I would start thinking of comparisons between them. Some things don't Completely match up- both the aeons and entities are cosmic beings that don't subscribe to human conceptions of morality, But there are several Aeons that don't really fit neatly into the system of fears. For those, I have either left them without tags or gone into. Things that Could potentially be seen as horrifying/fearful about them, even if not a part of their seeming purposes.

The following list is based solely on my own readings and a few hours of thought yesterday. If you feel I've misunderstood or mistagged your favorite entity or aeon, do please tell me so! I'm under no illusion of this being a perfect list and I would LOVE to hear others' taggings and arguments in favor of such. There are also a few aeons I struggled to come up with a tagging for, so if you have any thoughts on those, please say so. I'd love to chat about it.

Let's begin!

Aha/The Elation - The Stranger

The Stranger was my obvious first thought for this one, because. masks/circus aesthetic, duh. Aha and Nikola Orsinov (for non-tma folks: Nikola is a murderous sentient ringmaster mannequin who is far too delighted about everything) would vibe so hard. But there are ALSO very strong Spiral vibes here. Madness and absurdity and laughing at things you shouldn't and deception of the senses? Aha and Nikola would vibe, but Aha and Michael Distortion would ALSO vibe pretty hard. I think I'm still in team Stranger for this one, in part because there's another Aeon I think fits the Spiral better, BUT I could be convinced either way, really. Let's talk about it.

Ena/The Order - The Web

Gestures vaguely at the puppet strings in my poorly-cropped image above. Ena is not the only Aeon I feel could potentially fit as the Mother of Puppets, as you will see, but. Especially in the direction that we see Sunday take things in hsr- regardless of his noble intentions, there's still a whooole lot of hidden machinations and stripping away of free will going on. Super webbish behavior, that.

Fuli/The Remembrance - The Eye

Fuli isn't quite as... for lack of a term, voyeuristic as we see the Eye to be in tma, but I think out of the entities it's still the best match. Fuli records information- all information, all memories- for the sake of preserving and crystallizing it. Fuli will not let anything be forgotten. THEIR followers form an organization known as the Garden of Recollection, busying themselves with collecting the memories of others- and more radical ones among this number do so by stripping memories from their subjects without asking permission. Doesn't that sound familiar?

HooH/The Equilibrium - The Web (x2)

Another Aeon that, like Fuli, isn't necessary malicious or hoping to inspire fear in the same way that the tma entities do, but. HooH and their followers do not take center stage, and prefer to influence the universe from behind the scenes. The goal of achieving a balanced universe isn't super Web-aligned, but HooH definitely could fit in with the fear of being controlled or influenced unknowingly.

IX/The Nihility - The Vast

IX was a tricky one to pin down, for me. There are a number of entities you could make a case for for THEM- the End, the Lonely, and the Dark were all options I considered. But I ended up landing on the Vast in the end, because in tma this fear covers not just the literal fear of large spaces and falling, but also the existential fear of one's on smallness/the insignificance of humanity. Which fits the Nihility pretty darn well.

Lan/The Hunt - The Hunt (duh)

This is admittedly kind of an obvious one. I am not immune to low-hanging fruit. I do think there could be some aspects of the Slaughter in there as well, if we think about the tma statements of ordinary people being almost casually inspired to brutal violence, and the hell that the Abundance Wars put the Xianzhou Alliance through. But the need to hunt, the commitment to chasing down monsters of the Abundance- still pretty darn Hunt-aligned.

Mythus/The Enigmata - The Spiral

This section is kind of the continuation of my confusion about how to properly tag Aha. INITIALLY I was thinking Spiral for Aha and Stranger for Mythus, swayed in part by the fact that the Stranger's ritual in tma is literally called the Unknowing. The Stranger deals with everything that is uncanny and inhuman, which at first seemed to match pretty well- but further reading has made me switch. Aha is just so Stranger vibes, and Mythus' whole deal is not just the uncanny, but actively obscuring and confusing mortals about what is true.

Nanook/The Destruction - The Desolation

I feel like this one is another somewhat obvious tag? A case could be made for elements of the Slaughter in here as well, but I ultimately feel that the Desolation is more fully aligned with destruction moreso than the (still destructive!) focus on violence that the Slaughter has.

Nous/The Erudition - The Extinction

Nous definitely has some Eye vibes as well and I will not pretend otherwise. But I remain firm in my tag of THEM as the Extinction nonetheless. The Extinction is all about the end of/superseding humanity, especially caused by their own hands. Nous is a giant supercomputer that ascended to Aeonhood and rendered THEIR creator irrelevant/unnecessary. We see Dr. Ratio, a character in hsr, go unrecognized by Nous, despite his brilliant mind, because he is too invested in the betterment of humanity, while Nous is all about looking beyond humanity and solving the universe's questions. This is another count against tagging Nous as the Eye, for me- the Eye does not have any such goals for its watching so much as it kind of just wants to Watch. Everything.

Oroboros/The Voracity - The Hunt (x2)

While the Hunt in hsr more resembles the stuff that happens to avatars of the hunt in tma- like, the need to hunt monsters we see in characters like Trevor Herbert- I feel that Oroboros corresponds to the more animalistic side of the fear- it is a voracious predator, and everything in the universe is its prey.

Qlipoth/The Preservation - The Lonely

HEAR ME OUT. HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE. I initially really struggled to tag Qlipoth, and wondered if I might actually have to leave THEM without a tag- until I did some further reading! There's one readable that theorizes that Qlipoth wants to "preserve" planets by isolating them from each other, behind barriers. I think of Belobog, holding out for 700 years behind their walls- blessed by the Preservation, but cut off from the rest of the universe. It's not a perfect tag by any means, but. food for thought.

Tayzzyronth/The Propagation - The Corruption

I feel like this is another fairly self-evident tag! In tma, the Corruption deals with bugs, infestations, and general filth/unhealthiness... extending, on a metaphorical level, to unhealthy companionship. We see multiple statements in tma about people's minds being twisted to the point where they find a sense of home/belonging in a swarm of worms or beetles. Compare this to Tayzzyronth, the last surviving member of THEIR species who birthed a horrific self-replicating swarm of insects so they wouldn't have to be alone. Yeah.

[we have no images of Terminus. no poorly cropped header here!]

Terminus/The Finality - The End

End of existence, death, finality. This one is a relatively easy tag.

Yaoshi/The Abundance - The Flesh

Yaoshi is so fascinating to me (Lan don't come for me) and I really really think. That THEY correspond most strongly to the Flesh. Benevolently granting immortality but at What Cost... ties a little bit into the physical fear of bodies/meat but also the existential/body image aspects of the Flesh fear: wanting to become something better than what you are and escape the confines of a short-lived body… which Yaoshi can do, happily, but which will leave you Changed to the point of being unrecognizable.

Things I couldn't tag! And some concluding thoughts <3

For the Aeons: Akivili/The Trailblaze, Long/The Permanence, Idrila/The Beauty, and Xipe/The Harmony all kind of stumped me. For the fears: I couldn't find any Aeons that I felt corresponded well to the Dark! There were also a number that have elements of the Slaughter in them but none that I feel totally match up with it.

I'd love to hear thoughts on those/on a potential reshuffling of my taggings here. If you stuck this far through my rambling- thank you! Please feel free to subject me to so many rambles in return, I would love to hear them/talk about star rail lore in general. If you haven't listened to tma and have the stomach for horror, I would greatly recommend it. I'm speaking here as someone who does Not generally enjoy either horror or podcasts, but got extreeeeemely sucked into this particular horror podcast.

That's all my thoughts for now. Cheers!

[rafasbiscuits]

Oh wow i completely forgot about this but thank you for the tag @twinsunsintatooine for the tag <333 ilysm

last song I listened to: you and I by one direction because I'm stuck in 2010

fav colour: Wimbledon colour palette. I love my dark green, gold and a hint of purple <3

currently reading: mmmm, not really reading anything I'm busy with school but the last book I read was the Shadowhunters Chronicles by Cassie Clare <3

Last movie I watched: I was rewatching The Princess Diaries because. Anne Hathaway.

currently watching: I'm watching so many series and shows rn, I'm watching the new season of 9-1-1 and From, and rewatching Supernatural

sweet/savoury/spicy: depends but NEVER spicy

current obsession: one direction, and I am never not obsessing over tennis it's a lifestyle

tea or coffee: teaaaaaaaaaaaa, especially earl grey oh my god delicious

last thing I googled: something about Denmark and Netherlands 😭

Tagging(hooh this will be alot get ready): @janesurlife @bluskype @kingfisherprince @mousemannation @bluespring864 @tennis-kittens @fedal @soronya @jcferrero @federernadal @rgrfederer @canvascoloredin @ispeakmorelanguagesthanyou @littleblueducktales @sinnerruud @betasquadx @tam-is-blogging @inevitablecorgi and anyone who wants to do it, feel free to use my name as proof. Anyways no forcing, do it if u want and don't do it if u don't want <3

[xxsycamore]

𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐧…!

↬ 🎂 Yoshino regrets promising Yoritomo-sama everything he wants for his birthday.

Minamoto no Yoritomo x Main Character (Yoshino) • rating: G • tags: Fluff; Teasing; Kissing; Food • wordcount: 1, 366 • masterlist

a/n: Many, many thanks to @ga-yuu whose translations made this fic possible! 🙇🏻‍♀️ I hope it could be to your liking! I've loved Yori silently for almost four years now, and finally decided to express that love in a lil story... and I enjoyed every second of that 😭❤ Special tag for @the-bird-and-the-flute because it's her boy!!

A moment of weakness can cost you an eternity of regret, sometimes. If Yoshino leaves this room with anything else than a beet red face, it would be the moral of the story.

Promising Yoritomo everything he wants for his birthday was merely that, a moment of weakness. A seiitaishogun like him, what exactly does he not have, that she could give him? Those thoughts are some troublesome pests to have your head swamped with, when said seiitaishogun's birthday is quickly approaching… Naturally, when he cockily asked Yoshino what is she going to do for his birthday, accompanied by a toe-curling kiss to distract, without thinking, she said everything.

Now, the moment of the truth has come, and Yoshino takes her seat in front of a smirking Yoritomo in all his birthday glory. He must be enjoying this.

"What are you waiting for? I thought you'd begin by greeting me for my birthday."

Except, I already did. First thing in the morning. Yoshino doesn't say any of this out loud, but an incisive man like Yoritomo can read one's gaze just fine, there's no need for spoken words.

"Happy Birthday, Yoritomo-sama. May you stay healthy and bring glory to the shogunate in the following year, too."

Yoritomo frowns, visibly dissatisfied with Yoshino's overly formal extending of wishes.

"Like a lover would, Yoshino."

Looking down only to quickly raise her head again, Yoshino looks him in the eye and a bright smile stretches out across her mouth. It's like flowers are blooming around her.

"Happy Birthday, dear! It's a pleasure spending another birthday with you, please be happy by my side this year, too! Can I hug you?"

"Hooh…" Despite his prolonged humming, Yoritomo doesn't necessarily see fakeness in her eyes, as he knows for a fact she genuinely thinks all of this… besides, he's won over by the initiation of physical touch that was cleverly added at the end. A theatrical sigh and arms opened to invite her for a hug, he barely hides his satisfaction.

"See, it wasn't so hard. If this is troubling you, how are you going to give me the rest of what I want for my birthday?"

Already returning the warm embrace, Yoshino shudders. "The rest…?"

"Well, you promised me everything that I wish for, isn't that right? We shouldn't waste any more time. Let's see…"

The light pats that he gives her are working wonders about putting her at ease, and how much easier this could be if only he didn't abuse his powers and suddenly decided he wished to cuddle the day away…! Does that not sound perfect to him?! Yoshino finds it hard to understand him sometimes.

"Why don't you go fetch me your hairbrush? It's been awhile since I last brushed your hair. Ah, and please bring your other hair accessories too, while at it."

The comforting embrace is gone. Yoritomo sits contently, resting his chin on a hand propped on his knee until the accessory box and the brush are settled down before him. He shifts a bit and pats the mat in front of him, beckoning her to take a seat.

Yoshino complies with his unspoken request and sits down, fate foreknown. She undoes her hair tie to make it easier for her lord, and his fingers come in contact with her hair just a second later.

It feels… very good. Just as it always does: Yoritomo is gentle and precise while handling her hair, careful not to pull too hard and managing easily with the knots he encounters.

His chill fingers grazing the tips of her ears make her jump a little, and she earns a chuckle for it.

"Stay still now."

Easier said than done. Especially when the contents of the box come in action, as she is left to wonder just what is his wonder of a mind up to, as his hands are busy skillfully separating and braiding sections of her grayish-brown hair, then pinning them up to the upper back side of her head. It seems like a ribbon or two are thrown in the mix, too.

"All done. You might turn to the mirror now."

Guided by his large hands on her shoulders, Yoshino turns in the direction of the mirror without standing up… only to take in the hairstyle Yoritomo did for her. He left a large section of her hair down, but the rest he pinned up on two braid loops, secured with ribbons.

"It's… It's…"

"It's very cute. Such a great look on you."

Her face is heating up. Walking around in the palace with this - irrefutably, cute - hairstyle, would be…

"Oh and you're not taking it off until I tell you. I want to look at you more."

Yes, just as expected.

The next thing he asks is to be hand-fed sweets, and Yoshino's fingers tremble as his warm lips and tongue come in contact with them. Once that's done, he states that he slept unwell the previous night, demanding a bit of massage on his shoulders. Soon after, he concludes that praise is well in order, instructing Yoshino to bow down her head for pats, like a puppy. It's embarrassing to no end, and her face hasn't lost its flushed red color for a mere second through all of this.

"Hmm… I keep thinking, Yoshino, your birthday wish wasn't half bad, but weren't you a bit reserved with it?"

Yoritomo moves his hand from the top of her head to under her chin, tipping it and thus making her look at him again. When she does, she discovers his other hand pointing a finger to his own cheek. He wants a kiss.

Crawling yet closer to the exacting shogun, Yoshino squeezes her eyes shut and launches herself puckered-lips-first at Yoritomo's cheek.

Chu!

Thankfully, her kiss lands on its intended place and not directly on his lips, as he'd easily manipulated the situation by a simple shift of his face.

"Yoshinoo… the other cheek, too."

Chu!

As a smooch blooms on the other side of his face too, Yoritomo's smile grows wider. It looks pretty self-satisfactory, but Yoshino is far from the thought he's done with her. In fact, she has an idea of what is going to follow.

Unexpectedly, Yoritomo sighs and removes his hands from her waist as a signal for her to get up.

"As sweet as our time is together, I should go."

Duty calls, and Yoshino finds herself making a genuinely surprised noise despite her own wishes for this moment to eventually come, just awhile ago. What she thought would be her sweet salvation is now leaving her disappointed. Is it because she thought Yoritomo would want her to…?

"Hmm? What's on your mind?"

"Yoritomo-sama…"

Balling her hands into fists, Yoshino powers up with the thought of giving him something he truly wishes for, for this birthday - not just a kiss he normally deserves on any other day for simply being her loving partner, but rather, the boldness he wants to see from her. So pulling him in by his clothes, she clashes their lips together, poking out her tongue to seek permission for an entrance - which he quickly grants. She kisses him with growing confidence, sweetly but passionately, not minding the small sounds that inevitably fall from her lips. She doesn't let go until she's well breathless and he - thoroughly kissed.

Opening his eyes to look at him, she sees… a familiar sadistic smirk and sparkling light-blue eyes.

"Yoshinooo… Who thought you could be so naughty? And here I thought I had to stop playing with you. Ha! Very well then, I will be more demanding, since you're gladly giving me even more than I asked for."

Oh no. Oh no, no, no, this was simply meant to keep him well-satisfied for the rest of the day, but this…!

"I'll be off now, a birthday is no excuse to be slacking off on work. But once the evening comes…"

Yoritomo trails a single finger on Yoshino's rosy left cheek, making her instinctively face away so he could whisper in her ear.

"Once the evening comes, I'll be taking the rest of that everything that you promised to give me."

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[samandmaxfanatic]

another smut fic is coming up

Guys, guess what. I'm writing another smut fic on ao3. But it might be about a certain egg instead. Because one, I'm horny and also because I'm genuinely curious over how the fuck I'm supposed to write a smut fic for a character that literally doesn't have any genitals.

Now, two is a bit funny. You see, I GOT COCKBLOCKED TWO FUCKING TIMES BY ZMOON @zmoonerites. Well, the second fic was kind of obvious BUT THE FIRST?! HOOH BOY THE FIRST!

Because of the lack of alien sex at all in the fanfic industry (also why are they always gijinkas like- come on dude, I wanna fuck aliens) and also the lack of gender-neutral shit is kind of sad. So guess what suckers?!

I'VE DECIDED TO PROVIDE! YOU CAN BE DISGUSTED AND WHATEVER OTHER EMOTION YOU FEEL RIGHT NOW! FUCK, EVEN BLOCK ME FOR FUCKS SAKE, BUT I AM GOING TO FUCKING WRITE THAT ALIEN SEX AND IT IS GOING TO BE BAD!

Also, this is why I'm being so slow with sam and max content lmao. Also the fic is probably going to take a few days so you weird alien sex freaks are gonna have to wait

PS, fuck you zmoon (not really, I love your writing but still.)

(Also sorry for tagging you, BUT I THINK YOU SHOULD SEE THIS BECAUSE I AM NOT GONNA GET COCKBLOCKED AGAIN IN YOUR FICS.)

[justicerikai]

Charisma House - Superhuman Sharehouse Story “Charisma” - #30 Grocery shopping

Please read alongside listening to the drama track on Youtube.

TL notes at the bottom, it’s extremely beefy.

Amahiko: Iori-san, where shall we be buying groceries today

Iori: In the Napoleon shopping district

Amahiko: Hooh

Iori: It’s where I always buy the ingredients for the our meals back home

Amahiko: This is exciting~ This very Tendou Amahiko hasn’t quite had the chance to go to a shopping district

Iori: Uuum, are you really sure you wanted to tag along?

Amahiko: Excuse me?

Iori: I’m fine, you know? I can carry everything on my own

Amahiko: No need to be so humble, Iori-san. I’ll do the heavy lifting today.

Iori: It’s okay though. I’m a slave after all.

Amahiko: Sexy- but please don’t say that. It must be difficult to carry groceries meant for that many people. To think a person who cannot pick up a dumbbell always enforces such hard labour on himself, it wounds my heart. Please let me help you out today.

Iori: Thank you, but I’m seriously fine.

Amahiko: Don’t hold yourself back.

Iori: I’m not holding back

Amahiko: Then, what is the meaning behind this

Iori: Anxiety.

Amahiko: Huh? Anxiety?

Iori: Yes. It’s making me anxious that you’re coming along to the shopping district I always go to.

Amahiko: What do you mean?

Iori: Because knowing you, you’ll totally say something uncalled for? For your information, there’s only normal people in this shopping district. It’s different from the special circumstances in our household.

Amahiko: Huh

Iori: I have a pretty nice relationship with the elderly folk there, so it’s scary to think that it’ll completely get ruined. Like really scary~! You coming with me!? Are you kidding me! I’m so anxious—!

Amahiko: No, Iori-san. It’s nothing to brood over. I’m certain it’ll be fine

Iori: You think so~

Iori: Going to the shopping district with Amahiko-san and then returning back without anything happening at all, I can’t help but think that’s a hardcore mission.

Iori: Isn’t this a soulslike?

Amahiko: Now then, let’s go

Iori: Wait!

Iori: You really cannot step out of line okay?

Amahiko: Understood.

Iori: Promise me it.

Amahiko: I promise.

Iori: Remember there’s only ordinary people at the shopping district there.

Amahiko: But Iori-san, there is a theory that says the most perverted people in our society are the ones that are seemingly ordinary.

Iori: THAT’S WHAT I MEAN! That’s what I feared~! You can’t go on about such things~!

Iori: Eeh, will this really be fine? Can you behave yourself?

Amahiko: Very well. I’ll behave myself.

Amahiko: This very Amahiko shall do his utmost best to be accepted by the people of the shopping district with open warms.

Iori: That’s fine I guess

Amahiko: Then, let’s go

(Iori and Amahiko start walking)

Amahiko: Ah, that’s right. When we arrive there, I’d like to introduce myself by using a nearby telephone pole to perform a sexy pole dance.

Iori: LEAVE!?

Amahiko: Excuse me?

Iori: I KNEW THIS WAS IMPOSSIBLE!

Iori: Performing some sexy pole dance by clinging onto a telephone pole, that’s crossing the line!

Amahiko: No worries, for even if it’s with a telephone pole Amahiko can and will perform.

Iori: That’s not the problem here. Don’t you dare pole dance!

Amahiko: It’s fine to not pole dance? Even though it’s sexy

Iori: It’s more that you just can’t do it by any means. They’ll call the cops

Amahiko: Then, what should this Amahiko do instead

Iori: Not doing anything is enough

Amahiko: EEH!? It’s fine to not do anything? Even though I am meeting these ladies and gentlemen for the first time?

Iori: Yes. What you need to do in that shopping district is absolutely do nothing.

Amahiko: I…I see… I don’t quite understand but it’s an innovative play. However if this is what Iori-san wishes then I accept.

Iori: It’s a promise

Amahiko: I promise.

Iori: Then it’s fine

Amahiko: Now, let us go

(Iori and Amahiko start walking)

Amahiko: By the way, what kind of groceries will we be doing today?

Iori: Ah let’s see, vegetables are our priority today but…

Iori: Enoki mushroom and-

Amahiko: ENOKI!

Iori: Oyster mushroom and-

Amahiko: OYSTER MUSHROOM!

Iori: Shiitake

Amahiko: ECSTASYYYYYYYYY—!

Iori: GO HOME!? This is why you absolutely shouldn’t have come along!

Iori: Why are you getting so riled up!

Amahiko: I mean who wouldn’t be able to hold back. Actually you did this on purpose just now, didn’t you

Amahiko: You set me up

Iori: Hah?

Amahiko: A perfect trap if I had to say

Iori: What do you mean with trap

Amahiko: Mentioning these mushrooms was definitely on purpose.

Amahiko: How devious. A premeditated crime.

Iori: What are you saying?

Amahiko: You went out of your way to specifically choose these, didn’t you?

Iori: No way. There’s others we have to buy

Amahiko: Then what other vegetables do we need

Iori: Beansprouts

Amahiko: Beansprouts…. Ah…

Iori: Uh, you’re not reacting to that

Amahiko: Yeaaah, beansprouts aren’t anything special

Amahiko: They’re a mundane vegetable

Iori: Enoki, oyster mushrooms and shiitake are also mundane vegetables!!!

Amahiko: What else?

Iori: Tomatoes

Amahiko: Tomato, ah…

Iori: Bell peppers

Amahiko: Hmm….

Iori: Spring onions

Amahiko: Mh…

Iori: Ginger

Amahiko: ………

Iori: Asparagus

Amahiko: ASPARAGUS!?

Amahiko: ECSTASYYYYYYYY——–!

Iori: WHY!? I don’t get your criteria for this!

Amahiko: Because it’s asparagus!

Amahiko: Asparagus!!!

Amahiko: Asparagus is absurd!

Iori: How?

Amahiko: Asparagus. “A spare I guess” even though you still have to buy some

Iori: Hah?

Amahiko: A spare I guess but it’s asparagus

Amahiko: How absurd

Amahiko: Ah, come to think of it as pretty much sounds like ass doesn’t it

Amahiko: In other words

Amahiko: ASS-paragus!

Iori: Leave?

Amahiko: Ass’s paragus assparagus

Amahiko: Assparagus!? Is that even allowed!?

Iori: Leave

Amahiko: Ass’s paragus assparagus

Amahiko: A spare I guess asparagus

Iori: Go home

Amahiko: A spare asspare of asparagus in a bus

Amahiko: Asparagus assparagus a spare I guess in a bus

Amahiko: Asparagus assparagus a spare I guess in a bus

Amahiko: Asparagus assparagus a spare I guess in a bus IN madagascar

Amahiko: Asparagus that’s actually asspargus from Madag-ass-car and there’s a spare I guess in a bus of asparagus

Amahiko: TENDOU AMAHIKO!

Amahiko: Now, let us go

Iori: LEAVEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

TL notes:

Iori actually says 無理ゲー which means “impossible game”, thought it was funnier to make it “soulslike” which is a game genre like Dark Souls and the like, notorious for being hard as balls. Last time he referenced puyo puyo, so…

There’s no english word for enoki, but I’m not sure how common it is either on it’s own either in the English language? I just made it enoki mushroom… a bit long but hey atleast gives an image that it’s about shooms.

Now the ACTUAL meat of the TL notes:

A disambiguation of Amahiko’s Dad Joke

明日のパラガス　でも買うのは今日

Lit. “asu no paragasu demo kau no wa kyou” -> “Yesterday’s paragas but you’re buying it today!”

“Asu” means yesterday. It’s a joke on how the (as)paragus is from yesterday but you’re buying it today. This has been turned into:

“A spare I guess” even though you still have to buy some!

Amahiko then has a revelation that the “as” in asparagus can be “ass”.

ケツのパラガス (ass’s paragus)

ケツパラガス (assparagus)

He’s just saying words at this point

ケツパラ (asspara / asspare)

アスパラ (aspara / a spare)

Then comes:

バスガス爆発 (lit. bus gas explosion)

This is a Japanese tongue twister “basu gasu bakuhatsu”. Plays off on the rhyme and rhythm with “asuparagasu”. I have tried to find an English tongue twister but it got way too long, bus gas explosion comes nowhere near rhyming in English (outside of bus, which I kept).

マダガスカル

Madagascar. Again having a sense of rhyme and rhythm with asparagus in Japanese.

Then is the finisher line:

マダガスカル産のアスパラガスを今日なのに明日ケツパラガスでバスガス爆発

Lit. Asparagus from Madagascar even though you got it today while it’s from yesterday’s assparagus from a bus gas explosion. (Or something like that)

You can see how it’s completely lost in translation, and makes no sense. I restructured the whole sentence, and mostly focused on rhyming rather than tongue twisting, it became:

“Asparagus that’s actually asspargus from Madag-ass-car and there’s a spare I guess in a bus of asparagus”

Madagascar does ruin it a bit, but I wanted to do my best to keep both. (Also can’t think of any other country to disrespect by turning it into an ass pun… I’m sorry, Madagascar.)

All of this gave me extreme agony, it’s the best I could do. Maybe one day I’ll look back at this and go like ���Heh, amateur” but I was hellbent on keeping the asparagus in. Like, assparagus? C’mon.

[accessible-tumbling]

Image 1: A bird's-eye view of a parking lot filled with various cars. It is large enough to take up the whole image.

Image 2: tags from some-other-number which read #random #hooh that HAS to be edited! that has to be like. multiple images #there can't be car parks that big

tags from dumbass102 reading #for a moment I thought this was an actual picture of an actual american parking lot #sorry america I thought too little of you this time

Image 3: A bird's-eye view of a parking lot surrounding a stadium. The parking lot takes up over three quarters of the photo. The photo is so zoomed out that the cars appear as small spots.

Image 4: tags from saipng reading #this is worse than the infinite ikea or the backrooms combined #i truly and honestly believe there is no exit from this place

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We need more scary infinite variants of manmade environments like the Infinite IKEA or the Backrooms.

May I suggest, The Lot:

[eleart]

butterfly guy

[limitlessgojo]

Blood Bound: Blackened Bond (Ch 17)

Warnings: Action, Coarse Language, Fighting, Descriptions of Blood, Death, Gore, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Japanese Mythical Folklore, No Major Character Death, !Character Suicide!

Previous Chapter: Non-Standard

Next Chapter: 百鬼夜行 - Hyakki Yakou

Word Count: 3k

Tags: Kamo Noritoshi x Reader, Soulmates AU, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Fem!Reader

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Chapter 17: Inferno: Flames of Hell

You wake up in the infirmary. Hiroki had healed you beforehand. You abruptly sat up, looking around the room, before finding him, cleaning some medical tools. “Thanks Niichan.” He smiled as he came over to hug you and messed up your hair.

“It’s okay. I didn't think Satoru would push you this hard. He’s a good teacher for you, much as I hate to call him a good teacher. Did you consider going to Tokyo Jujutsu Tech instead? You could’ve gone ya know, we wouldn’t hold you back.”

You mulled it over. “I think I’m staying here. I’ve settled in and everyone around me is amazing. They’re like a second family to me.”

He smiled before looking a bit annoyed. “Yeah well, glad you like them at least. Someone’s been waiting all this time for you. Rude if I don’t let him see ya, right sis?”

Hiroki walked over to the door and opened it, revealing Noritoshi with one hand up as if to knock.

Your mouth opened and closed.

“Y/n.” He was still so determined. What makes him have so much faith in you? You looked back to Hiroki, but he only gave you his trademark "Get your shit together" look and waved you off.

You walked up to Noritoshi by the doorway, and he stood back to let you through. You both ended walking quietly side by side in the hallway.

Noritoshi smiled, you didn’t run away from him for once.

"Y/n, can we… talk if you're up for it?" He asked quietly, a small sad smile on his face.

You took a deep breath, turned to face him and were thrown into a vision.

◇◇◇

"They've found us, run for it, love." Hotaru dragged you away from the small inn you were both staying at.

You stumbled after him and ran off. A member of the Abe clan had seen the both of you in the midst of fighting curses at an abandoned shrine. They tried to chase the both of you down, but you both fought back and ran further away until they’ve lost sight of you.

But currently, you are facing a much larger problem. A shadow in the distance. Just the silhouette of the curse was enough to etch despair deep in your bones.

With four large arms, two faces and a gigantic body, Ryomen Sukuna could be identified easily. You grabbed onto Hotaru and tried to push you both forward with your technique.

"Uraume. After them. I've heard rumours about a fated pair. It seems as if they are the ones." Sukuna smirked.

"As you wish." Uraume quickly caught up to the both of you.

They quickly froze your escape path, sealing you both in a circle of ice. Hotaru held you as you activated Inferno to break the ice and continued running. You were both dangerously running low on cursed energy. Especially as Hotaru had just fought over a dozen of curses.

"Hooh?? The woman does have power. I want her." Sukuna's eyes lit up madly. He shot a flaming arrow, forcing you to push Hotaru behind you.

Sukuna focused and slashed both Hotaru from behind. Uraume shot shards of ice towards you, but Hotaru shifted your positions.

You watched in horror as your lover took the attack for you. He was bleeding profusely and even his technique couldn’t help him from anemia.

“No no no no no, stay with me.” You screamed at him.

“Misaki, my love, for you I’d burn down the world, travel across thousands of miles, and kill anyone who tried to hurt you. I love you and I’m sorry we can’t be together much longer.” He teared up while cupping the side of your cheek.

“No, don’t go.” You leaned down to press your lips against his, trying to give him a bit of air. But it wasn’t enough. His hand fell limp and he breathed his last. Kamo Hotaru died in your arms.

"Hotaru, no." You sobbed out painfully, hugging his cold body to your chest.

"The talk of the town huh? You must be the soulmate pair judging by the marks on your hands." Sukuna stepped up with Uraume right behind him.

He was a terrifying sight upclose.

You froze as he knelt down and lifted your chin, "What a beauty you are. I wouldn't mind playing with you for a while and having you all to myself, before eating you up." He licked his lips lavisciously.

"So young, and such soft skin." Sukuna's hand trailed down your cheek and squeezed along the curves of your trembling body.

You never felt more dirty in your life. A man other than your lover, touching you like this. "Be my toy, would you? Your lover is dead after all. Why not humor me?" Sukuna jeered. He didn’t care about your silent sobs, even relishing in how you looked right now.

Utterly destroyed. With a monster claiming he wants you for himself.

He grabbed your chin roughly and forced a kiss on your lips. You snapped out of your shock, feeling your anger overcome your fear.

‘I'd rather die than let him have me.'

And so, you pushed Sukuna and Uraume far away and built a solid air barrier around you and Hotaru.

You thrust a hand out and an oil lamp came flying your way. It broke in front of you. Inferno was activated to spread the flames quickly. 'We are meant to stay together, my love, even if it means death.' You quickly slit your throat with a harsh cut, not wanting to die a slow death in the flames.

You choked out blood as Sukuna came near. He shattered your barrier easily with Dismantle, reaching for you. You panicked. You weren't going to die in time.

And you did the craziest thing you could think of. Activating Niflheim simultaneously with Inferno. Freezing everything around you, except for the still burning flames consuming you and Hotaru.

It didn't help too much. Sukuna produced flames out of his hand, while Uraume easily manipulated the frost.

Lightning shot out of your hands dangerously in your confusion. You don't know what you just did. But it didn't matter. You were quickly losing consciousness.

Crimson splattered onto the ground and over Hotaru’s corpse. You burned past the limits of your cursed energy, releasing bolts of lightning.

Sukuna’s hand reached out and activated his reverse cursed technique on you. “Not so fast.” He looked angry.

He was able to seal the cut, but with the last of your energy, you used Inferno on your body, bursting into flame before Sukuna and Uraume.

They were forced to back away and stared as you and Hotaru both turned to ash, the heat an insane temperature they couldn’t approach.

Sukuna threw his head back and cackled, "The lengths people go to for love. What fools Jujutsu sorcerers are!"

◇◇◇

The vision ends. You and Noritoshi gasp harshly. The hallway is covered in ice.

You slowly realized you unconsciously activated Niflheim. You swiped your palm through the air. All the windows along the hallway simultaneously opened.

The vision was far too vivid.

You covered your throat with your hands as though to stop a wound from opening, remembering how the dagger dragged through your neck bones. The flames felt painful as they ate at your body without your cursed technique protecting you from them.

Noritoshi kneeled down and touched his gut. He felt the poison of Sukuna's slash and Uraume's ice eat his body. After his past soul had died. Hotaru's spirit watched the events transpire from above you. So he was able to see it from a 3rd person's point of view.

How Sukuna had wanted you. How you ended your life for him.

You staggered back from Noritoshi, face as white as a sheet, running for the bathroom with bile rising up your throat.

That vision was eerily reminiscent of how Sora-nee died in your arms. You were on the borderline of hyperventilating.

Noritoshi ran after you, “Wait!”. You stumbled into the girl’s bathroom, opened a cubicle door and vomited everything out into the toilet.

The sounds of retching were loud even from outside. Noritoshi halted in his tracks when he saw that you’ve gone into the ladies room.

Fuck manners. If it was to take care of you, he doesn’t care about being gentlemanly or if he was called a pervert. He rushed in, wrapped his arms around you, pulled back your hair and rubbed soothing circles on your stomach.

You were vomiting pretty hard, to the point where it hurt your abdomen. “My dear angel, shhhh it's okay, I'm here.” You continued heaving and reached back with one hand to push him away. But Noritoshi was incredibly stubborn, not letting go of you.

“Noritoshi I literally smell like shit, please leave.”

“Nope. I don't care. I will take care of you. As your soulmate I’m responsible for you.”

Your eye twitched at that.

Both of you were still trembling from the aftermath of the vision. How terrible and cursed it was, that past life.

You closed the lid, flushed the toilet, then lifted it again. You leaned over with heavy breaths, but it looks like you’re done puking. Noritoshi just sat behind you, his hands stroking your belly, keeping your body warm.

It was nice. But he’s not yours anymore. It was only then you felt something wet on your shoulder. Noritoshi was crying.

“It almost… felt like I just lost you… My darling...” loud hitches of breath echoed in the bathroom.

You froze, not knowing how to comfort him at a time like this. You patted his head, and he leaned into your hand.

Even as you close your eyes, the images keep racing through the back of your eyelids. Flames. Blood. Lightning. Hotaru.

“I need to wash up in the sink.”

Noritoshi gave a soft grunt in reply, arms tightening around your waist. You stood up and half dragged him out of the cubicle. He never lets go. His arm is still around your waist, making you half waddle around the bathroom with him like a penguin with its child.

You brush your teeth with the spare toothbrush Jujutsu High has for its guests and rinse your mouth with several cups of mouthwash, the strong scent of mint hanging in the air. You spat it all out, but you still felt nauseous.

You turned and wiped away his tears with your sleeve. He bent down and tucked you under his chin, breathing in your scent. You were both alive. It was fine.

You pulled back when the door slammed open. It was Momo and Mai.

“......”

“.....”

The four of you had a stare off before realizing Noritoshi wasn’t supposed to be in there.

“Kamo kun, you’re in the wrong bathroom. Have you dumbed down so much you’ve forgotten?” Momo asked with wide eyes.

Mai stared at you and noticed how sick you looked. You just shook your head at her and quickly walked out of the bathroom, shrugging Noritoshi’s hand off of you.

'To hell with all this.', you thought to yourself

◇◇◇

"Wait!"

Noritoshi caught up to you in the hallway, grabbed your hand and turned you around to face him. He stopped caring about where he was.

"I'm never giving up on you. I won't, because I love you and I know that now."

You sniffed hard, tears running down your cheeks. You've had enough of this confusion. If you're being truthful to yourself, you missed him.

You missed Noritoshi and his kind words. His touch and his kisses. His soft bits of encouragement and picnic dates.

You want him back. It was just as Hiroki had said, you were pushing Noritoshi away without giving him a chance to explain himself.

But the vision completely broke you. You pulled your hand away, "Don't touch me. Don't follow me. Don't come near me." You whispered.

Noritoshi swallowed hard. "Why won't you let me explain myself?" But you just shook your head.

"Maybe we weren't what we thought we were." You didn't mean it, but you still forced the words out painfully.

Noritoshi flinched, "Why would you say that? You believed in us. I still believe in us. In you."

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, "That vision. Why did we have it? We could be dooming ourselves by staying together, Noritoshi, I can't do that to you. Maybe I am cursed to hurt the ones I love."

He scoffed. "Preposterous. They are our past lives, but they aren't us. We are different people with different choices. You’re not cursed Y/N, since when have you become so narrow minded?"

You stiffened. "Maybe I have always been so. I'm just tired of everything now. Plus I need to take down that damn curse, even if it kills me." You spun on your heel.

Something inside Noritoshi snapped. He now understands how it feels to be pushed away like an outsider. He grabbed your wrist, ignoring your angry whispers as he single-handedly dragged you back into his room.

This man was strong. Not even your hardest tugs threw him off balance. He slammed the door shut once you were both inside and you felt a bit shaken, not having any place to run.

"Why are you trying to do this all by yourself?! You may be a Special Grade Sorcerer, but that doesn't mean you're invincible! A war is not won by one person. Can't you trust me?" He hissed.

"Trust you? Trust you?! How about me? Big words from someone who didn't even want to let me meet or know the people he holds dear to him."

This was the most idiotic argument you had in your life. You didn't even mean half the words that you were saying. Just wanting to win a pointless argument you wished never existed in the first place.

"I thought you agreed to speak to me if that was still bothering you. You said we would work things out together." Noritoshi shook your shoulders.

You held your tongue not knowing what else to say. Noritoshi was still so sweet after all this mess. Pulling you into a warm embrace, patting your head as he cries into your shoulder.

"Will you stay with me at least? During the war.”

"Of course." You didn't even think as you agreed. Even Noritoshi looked surprised at your lack of reluctance. "I won't lose you."

You both stood awkwardly there, not knowing what to do. Noritoshi didn't want you to leave yet, wanting to bask a bit more in your presence. His mark cooled down as his hand slipped into yours.

But you stepped and turned away from him, ignoring how his fingers desperately clung onto the hem of your shirt. "I'll go then… Don’t want to intrude... "

"Would you like to stay for dinner and talk?" He called out hopefully.

"Thank you for the offer, but I'll be with Hiro-nii in my room." You purse your lips.

"I love you." He said once more. There was no room for hesitation in his voice.

You paused, temples throbbing heavily from the onset of a headache. Too many thoughts raced through your head and not all of them were good.

"I don't know what you heard the other day, but I will never take in any concubines. You're my one and only, Angel."

You only half believed him right now, his words going in one ear and leaving through the other. ‘People can lie. He is capable of lying.’ your shitty brain just makes every situation sound worse each time. This type of negative line of thinking was so unhealthy.

He must have understood your thoughts.

"My love please," he's begging you now. You turn to him, face full of confusion and hurt. You opened your mouth, and thought better.

This wasn't the best time to run your thoughts.

"I’m sorry for being in a really bad headspace right now. Are you willing to wait for me?" This time it was you who asked him this. Noritoshi studied your face before nodding. “That’s okay. As you have with me, I will do the same with you.”

You sucked a deep breath, eyes watering. “I’m scared.”

“It’s okay to be scared, we are just kids. We aren’t supposed to bear the weight of saving a nation this early on.”

“I don’t want to lose anyone anymore.”

“You won’t. We won’t.”

“I’m sorry for being such a pain. I know we need to talk about all of this, eventually.” You couldn’t help the whimpers that came out of your mouth.

“I love every bit of you. Even if you're like this… No... Because I understand how you feel. You have a right to be angry, because I held back a lot of things from you. But that doesn’t mean I don’t miss you or love you.” He carefully put out a palm facing up, allowing you to make a choice. You slowly put your hand over his.

“For real?” you whispered so quietly, he had to strain his ears to hear you.

“For real. Since when have I lied to you?”

‘Not once.’ you numbly thought.

Who knew a man could be so delicate. He held your hand lightly, not daring to squeeze it. Just a sign of openness and faith. He lowered his head towards you, eyes hooded.

You shivered as his lips brushed against the back of your hand. Soft, warm and plush. Like the first time he kissed you on the cheek. Shaky yet loving.

"Get some rest then, good night." You left the room.

He wondered if you still loved him now. Gone were the nights you soundly slept in his arms. He could barely pull himself together as he readied himself for dinner and bed.

Back in your room, you sobbed into your pillow. It hurts so much, because your faith in Noritoshi isn’t what it used to be. You wish for yourself to trust him like you did before. It’s frustrating.

There are times you wish you never heard that conversation. But that means staying ignorant to his familial affairs which won't do you any good in the long run.

Love is painful. Love feels like you've filled your lungs with water and you can't breathe. Sometimes it's like that icy inhale of the cold morning air on the winter solstice.

But it also keeps you going. The warmth of being in Noritoshi's arms earlier was more than enough to convince you to stay.

Blood Bound: Table of Contents

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers VANDEAD CARNIVAL ;; Sleeping Vampire ー Mukami Ruki

Source: Diabolik Lovers Vandead Carnival

Seiyuu: Takahiro Sakurai

Audio: Part 1 ll Part 2

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“...Hm...? What’s wrong? You woke up?”

You ask Ruki what he is doing.

“Aah, my bad. Did you wake up because you were curious what I was up to? I was going to read till a good stopping point, but the book only made me feel even more awake. More importantly...What’s wrong? It’s unusual for you to wake up at this hour. Did you have a strange dream, perhaps?”

You nod.

“I knew it. I’m just about to start a new chapter (1). Instead of reading my book, I’ll talk with you instead. Try telling me what the dream was about. It might not be bad to listen to your idle talk every now and then like this...”

You start explaining the dream.

*TIMESKIP*

“ーー I see. So that’s what it was about. A picnic with the five of us, huh? That’s definitely an odd dream. However, they say that dreams reflect one’s wishes. You were wishing for something like that?”

You panic a little.

“Heh...Look at you get all flustered. Seems like I was spot on. Well, why not? It might make for a fine change of pace.”

You seem surprised.

“...Why are you giving me that look?”

You note you did not expect that.

“...Unexpected? Just who do you think I am? A cruel-hearted man who wouldn’t even grant a single wish of his own livestock?” 

You quickly shake your head.

“Pfft. ...Don’t try and deny it now. Honestly, I do not mind how you look at me; Now that I think about it, it is true that I have yet to do something for the sake of making you happy. I’m a dull man. Humankind tries to enjoy their life because they know their time is limited. However, Vampires don’t have this limit, right? As we live on, we become blind to the value or fun in life...And at some point, we even forget what exactly it is like to enjoy something. That’s why I never thought about entertaining you. Even if you find me boring because of that, I simply cannot deny it.”

You point towards the book.

“A book? You’re talking about this one? What’s wrong with it?”

You explain.

“...Aah, I suppose reading could be seen as one way to enjoy oneself. However, this is simply a means to kill some time. When you walk the path of eternal life, there are times where the nights feel very long. Although I doubt that is something a human such as yourself is able to grasp.”

You frown.

“...Don’t make that face. I am simply stating the truth, there is no other meaning behind it. Nor do I intend to refute the dream you saw or your wish. You are free to desire whatever you want after all.”

You tell Ruki he doesn’t need to force himself to go.

“I never said I don’t want to go. ...Do you really want to go on a picnic with me?”

You nod.

“Heh...Well, if you want to go with me, I don’t mind tagging along. However...Taking the others along as well will have to be for another time. If we’re heading outside and I have to watch over all four of you, it’d take an immense amount of effort.”

*Rustle*

“If it’s just the two of us...I’ll accompany you.”

*Rustle rustle*

“Oi, don’t get up. ...Good grief. Hey, don’t flip over the blanket.”

You scoot closer to Ruki.

“Heh...What a strange woman you are, wishing to go on a picnic with a Vampire. I’m sure it’ll be boring? I’m a dull man after all.”

You tell him it will be fine.

“...I wonder. Well, I suppose it isn’t up to me to decide how you will feel about it. If I go with you...I might just be able to remember what it is like to have fun.”

You ask what he said.

“...Nothing. I was simply thinking which book would be nice to read outside.”

You pout.

“What? Got a problem with that? You’ve sure come to think highly of yourself if you believe you have the right to comment on my preferences?”

You quickly try and apologize. 

“Pfft...I was joking, idiot. I’m not upset. However...Learning about their Master’s tastes is part of your duty as my Livestock. Why don’t you give these a read sometime as well?”

*Flip*

“This book was written during the Neo-Latin period quite some time agーー”

You ask about the language.

“...This? It’s Latin.”

You are impressed.

“There is nothing impressive about it. Anyone can read this with enough practice. ...However, I suppose it may be a bit of a challenge for you. The other day, you didn’t score too well on the foreign language test, did you?”

You ask him how he knows.

“Of course I know. I am your Master after all. I know my Livestock in and out. Well, I suppose you’ll just have to study a little more. Try your best on the next exam, okay?”

You promise to give it your all.

“Heh...So, what will you do? If you wish so, I don’t mind reading it out loud for you.”

You hesitate.

“...No need to be modest?”

You shake your head.

“...I see. I thought it would make for a fine bedtime story though. I guess for women or children, a tale from the One Thousand and One Nights is more suitable.”

You nod.

“Well then, you should go back to sleep soon. You don’t need to force yourself to stay awake with me.”

*Rustle*

“Make sure to cover yourself properly with the blanket. Come on. ...Close your eyes.”

You close your eyes.

*Flip*

“...”

*Flip*

You open your eyes again.

*Rustle rustle*

“...What? You woke up again? Didn’t I tell you to sleep?”

You explain.

“You feel wide awake? Haah...You’re such a child at times. That being said, I suppose I am partially responsible as well. ...It cannot be helped. Try telling me what might help you lull to sleep. I’ll do whatever you want.”

You offer to chat for a bit.

“...Talk? You’d be able to sleep if we talk for a while? But you declined by offer earlier, did you not?”

You explain.

“...Pfft, I see. It has to be in a language you understand, huh? However, this is catching me a bit off guard. Right...Should I imitate you and try talking about my dreams?”

You seem curious.

“As of late...I’ve stopped having nightmares. As a result, I can sleep well.”

You ask him about his dreams.

“Hm? What kind of dreams I have? Let’s see...Now that I think about it, I don’t have them often.”

You pout.

“...Oi. Don’t make your disappointment so clear. It hurts me a little too. Unlike me...Seems like you see all sorts of dreams? Am I wrong?”

You confirm his statement.

“Right? That’s what I thought looking at you. ...Heh, there’s no deeper meaning behind it. ...What kind of dreams do you see? Just pick one you remember. Tell me about it.”

You start talking about your dreams.

“...Hm...Heeh. Hm...? What’s wrong? Why did you stop talking?”

You assume it is boring to him.

“It isn’t boring. Stop having those ridiculous worries. I don’t dislike listening to your stories. While I won’t deny that you aren’t the best story-teller, and since you are talking about your dreams, the story is somewhat inconsistent and all over the place. However, I never expected a perfect story from you in the first place, so rest assured.”

You ask about his expectations.

“...Who knows? I’m not quite sure what exactly I was expecting. It’s just, right...I suppose I might have simply wished to listen to your rambling. I will admit that I have lost my edge to be satisfied by such a clumsy story. So...Don’t worry and tell your story the way you want. I want to listen to you talk.”

*TIMESKIP*

Ruki has dozed off.

“...”

*Rustle*

“Nn...Aah...I had nodded off a little.”

You blame your own story being boring.

“That’s not it. However...How do I put this? I feel so very at ease when listening to your voice. Furthermore, the content of these wishes reflected in your dreams are like those of a child, it is rather adorable.”

You start blushing.

“...What’s wrong? Why are you pulling a weird face? Aah, because I called you cute? ...That’s a little upsetting. I am pretty sure I have always doted on you like this, haven’t I?”

You get upset because he was sleeping instead of listening to you talk.

“Heh...Rest assured. Even if I’m dozing off, I’m still listening to you. On top of the dream about the picnic, you had ones about a house made out of candy and als one where you went to an amusement park, right? Finally you talked about a dream where you rode on top of the clouds. When you put them next to each other like that, all of your dreams are about having fun, aren’t they?”

You are impressed he could list them all off.

“See? I remembered, didn’t I? What do you think hearing them listed off like that? Don’t you think it only makes sense I would perceive them as childish?”

You go quiet.

“...Haha. Seems like you can’t deny my statement.”

You protest.

“You’ve had more mature dreams as well? Hooh, now that is interesting. I would love to hear about those.”

You flinch.

“Why do you seem uneasy? You’re the one who brought it up. Now explain yourself.”

You move away.

*Creaaak*

“Oi. Think you can get away?”

Ruki quickly pulls you back to his side.

“Did you really think you could deceive me by saying you’ve suddenly gotten sleepy? If you want to lie that badly, at least come up with something a little better.”

You nod.

“...I’m glad you understand. If you were truly thinking of deceiving me, I suppose I will have to discipline you again. ーー Well then.”

*Rustle*

“An adult dream, was it? Try telling me about it. You’re stuck like this until you do.”

*Creaaaak*

“Exactly, pinned down underneath me like this. Your fate is in your own hands.”

You get flustered.

“...What are you turning red for? Could it be...Something you can’t tell me about it? Hm?”

You protest.

“Aah...I get it now. This ‘adult dream’ you spoke of is related to me. That’s why you can’t tell me. ...Aren’t I right? Heh. You really are an open book. However, in that case, I am even more curious now. Try telling me. From beginning till end, without trying to cover anything up.”

You start talking.

“...Hm...Hah...How ridiculous.”

*Creaaaaak*

“Since you flushed red in shame, I was already wondering what kind of dream I should expect but...Let me break it to you, that is without a doubt another one of your childish dreams. I embraced you gently and we kissed? What exactly is so ‘mature’ about that? On top of that, it was like a Prince’s kiss? Children are the only ones who should still believe in that nonsense. Utterly ridiculous.”

You frown and lower your head.

“...Haah. Don’t be so down. I was a little too harsh with my words as well. However...I only just told you that dreams reflect one’s desires, right? I felt as if you were trying to express your dissatisfaction with the kisses I usually give you...So I became a little upset. Even right now, I’ve been trying to be kind to you in my own way...But it seems like the message did not get through to you.”

*Creaaaak*

“I can’t just turn a blind eye to what you said. That wish of yours...I shall fulfill it right now.”

Ruki embraces you.

“I have to gently hold you in my arms first...Right? Thenーー”

*Rustle rustle*

“A Prince’s kiss, was it? ...Nn...”

*Smooch*

“...Are you satisfied now?”

Your eyes widen in shock.

“Heh...Why do you seem so surprised? I kissed you in your dream, did I not? In that case, I don’t see a problem with me doing it to you in real life as well. Dreams reflect our desires. In short, you wanted me to kiss you.”

You pout.

“Hehe...So? What did you think of my gentle kiss?”

You whisper your response.

“...Pardon? I can’t hear you.”

You repeat it.

“...It caught you off guard so you couldn’t tell? Haah...How boring. You really are a dull woman...”

You protest.

“Pfft...I know. I’m just kidding. You truly believe that’s how I feel about you? However, if that’s the problem, I shall start asking for your permission first from here on out. When I embrace or kiss you. Even when I touch you, I will only do it after asking. What do you think? 

You shake your head.

“Oh? You don’t like the sound of that? Good grief, you are such greedy Livestock. ...Hehe. However, I don’t want to do something you don’t enjoy either. If it makes you happy, I’ll treat you with kindness any time you want.”

You smile.

“...Are you starting to get sleepy yet? We’ve been chatting for quite some time after all.”

You shake your head.

“...You feel even more awake? Heh...Because of the kiss? You really are still a child if that’s enough to keep you awake at night. Well, if you close your eyes and lay still, I’m sure you’ll eventually grow sleepy.”

You ask if he’ll sleep as well.

“Me? I’m not tired yet. I’ll continue reading my book for a little longer. ...Come on. You should hurry up and sleep. It is the optimal way to give your body some rest.”

*Flip*

“...”

*Flip*

“...”

*Flip*

“...Did I not tell you to sleep? What do you gain from looking at my face? If there’s something you want to tell me, then spit it out.”

You tell him he looks very handsome reading like that.

“...I was not sure what to expect, but you sure say the funniest things, calling a man in his pajamas ‘handsome’. ...Think before you speak.”

You insist it was meant in a positive way.

“...Yes, exactly. Even if it is a compliment. ...It would distract me and I won’t be able to focus on my reading. You’re the type who always voices their thoughts and emotions out loud. It makes you hard to handle. Well...I will admit that it doesn’t feel bad to receive said compliment from you.”

You ask for permission to watch him.

“...You’d still do it even if I say no, right? It can’t be helped. Only for today, okay? However, don’t say any more unnecessary things, okay?”

You promise.

“...Exactly. I don’t need to hear your impressions. I won’t ever be able to get some rest if I don’t get to a good stopping point. Don’t prevent your Master from getting his sleep. Understood?”

*Flip*

“...”

*Flip*

“...”

*Flip*

“...Oi. You want to fall asleep in that position?”

*Rustle rustle*

“You have to lie down properly to sleep. Otherwise you’ll hurt your body. Come onーー”

*Creaaaak*

“You don’t need to sleep while looking at me, do you? Go for a sleeping position which is the most comfortable for you.”

You protest.

“You grow curious? Because I’m next to you? ...Okay. In that case, I’ll return to my own roーー”

You quickly stop him.

*Rustle*

Ruki: Oi, don’t suddenly pull onto me. ...You don’t want me to leave, huh? You’ve gotten quite skilled at tempting me. However, you can’t sleep when I’m here, right? I suppose it wouldn’t be a problem if I were to sleep as well, but I’m still going to be awake for quite some time. In that case, sleeping separately would be much more effective.”

You ask him to sleep as well.

“...What do you mean ‘motivation to sleep’? How exactly should I try my best to fall asleep?” 

You pout.

“...Fine. In that case, I’ll hit the hay too. That’ll solve the problem, right? I could no longer concentrate either because you kept on catching my attention. Let’s go to bed so we’ll be well-rested in the morning.”

*Rustle rustle*

“Good grief. You sure are a handful. Come on, stop looking at me forever. Close your eyes. In that case...I don’t mind embracing you, shrouding you in darkness that way?”

*Rustle*

“Yeah, I suppose I’ll do that. I’ll be able to sleep quicker that way too.”

You seem reluctant.

“Heh...You really are a child. You still don’t know just how nice it feels to have someone hold you in their arms. Seems like the contents of your dreams won’t be changing any time soon then.”

You pout.

“...Don’t sulk. If you get upset, you’ll only have even more trouble falling asleep. If I can’t embrace you...How about stroking your forehead like this? They say that children enjoy having their head patted. Doesn’t it put you at ease?”

You nod.

“...I see. As long as it helps you get some sleep.”

You smile.

“...My hand feels cold and refreshing? Little late to notice that, don’t you think? I’m a Vampire, remember? Exactly. A Vampire is going this far for you, so just get some rest already, okay? If you really can’t fall asleep, I don’t mind sucking your blood until you grow anemic. Then you’d be able to sleep soundly, no?”

You protest.

“Heh...If you don’t want that, perhaps I should return to my own room after all? ...You want me to stay here, don’t you? In that case, be a good girl and sleep.”

You sigh.

“You’re to blame for refusing to sleep. Come on, scoot closer.”

*Rustle*

“You said you’d be too nervous to sleep when I embrace you but...Try looking at it this way. You should simply think that right here...that being in my arms is the most cozy place in the whole wid world. You...held my hand while I was sleeping in the past, didn’t you? This is no different. Think of these arms as something which bring you peace. By doing so, I’m sure you’ll be able to relax. ...What do you think?”

You admit feeling relaxed.

“I see. Then fall asleep like that. You can watch my face to your heart’s content again in the morning, can’t you?”

You ask Ruki if he will stay by your side.

“...Yeah. I’ll still be here in the morning. So rest assured and close your eyes.”

You close your eyes.

“...Good girl.”

You doze off.

“...Seems like she fell asleep. She really is still a child who needs to be put to bed, huh? ...Making such a pleased expression, I wonder if she’s having a dream right now? I wonder what kind of dream it is?”

*Rustle*

“One where she has childish fun? Or perhaps part two of the picnic? Or maybeーー A dream about me? I’ll have you tell me tomorrow.”

*Creaaak*

“Heh...When asleep, she leaves herself even more vulnerable than usual. ...Dreams, huh? This might be one of her wishes as well but, what if...Nn...”

*Smooch*

“...She might just get me actually kissing her ass she sleeps like this mixed up with her dream. That would be very much like her.”

*Creaaak*

“I suppose she’ll wake up again if I keep talking for too long.”

Ruki closes his eyes.

“...Suppose I’ll get some shut-eye as well.”

He closes his book.

*Rustle*

“I don’t see fun dreams like you do, nor do they interest me. But when I look at your adorable, relaxed sleeping face...I feel like I’ll be able to see an enjoyable dream just like you do. ...Especially tonight. I hope that you too...Will have a fun, long dream. ...Nn...”

*Smooch*

“...Goodnight.”

ーー THE END ーー

Translation notes

(1) 区切り or ‘kugiri’ is used to refer to a breakpoint in general. Since he is reading a book, this seemed like a fine translation in English. 

[maskyartist]

anyways im back in psychonauts again imma go draw some augustus i miss him

im realizing now how much time twitter really took up for me. like not having it feels really nice rn. idk if its like this for anyone else, but for me bein on twitter seriously felt like a constant competition for attention so its nice bein back in my lil corner of the internet

[painted-piggy-ships-archive]

Asgore Dreemurr x Rex

Word Count: 1482

Tag List: @heavenshipped @heartstringsymphonies @the-schizotypal-cryptid @f-orever-and-ever @ghostlyvenus

Summary: holy FUCK I’ve been waiting forever to post this and kept forgetting SGHSHGS basically this is how Asgore and I/my Undertale s/i first meet!

Warnings: None, iz fluffy 💜

The bell above the comic shop’s door jingled merrily as a tall, goat-like monster stepped inside. He looked around briefly before approaching the clerk’s desk with a warm but hesitant smile.

“Hello,” he greeted in a low, honey-like voice, “I hope I’m not bothering you, but I’m looking for a gift for my son’s thirteenth birthday.”

The clerk behind the counter looked up from their comic and quickly switched to a more professional posture.

“No, you’re not bothering me at all,” they smiled politely, “anything in particular you had in mind?”

“Well, he seems to like this story about pirates and floating islands, I’m not sure of the title…”

The clerk, whose nametag read Rex, came around the desk and went to look while the monster behind them continued speaking. “But if you have the newest installment of that series, I’m sure he’d be very appreciative. As would I.”

Rex nodded to themself as they looked, then frowned.

“I have an idea of what you might be looking for… but I don’t think we’ve got the newest book,” they looked back over their shoulder, “when’s the birthday?”

“In a week,” the monster wrung his paws nervously, “oh, do you think I waited too long? Usually I’m much better prepared…”

“Hey, don’t worry about it,” Rex assured the customer, “... I could order the comic and try and get it to you before then.”

“You mean it?”

“Yeah, no sweat. Aaand if it doesn’t arrive,” they turned to a merchandise display and grabbed a shirt with a cyborg pirate on it, as well as a mermaid plush, and presented them to the customer, “we have a fine selection of merchandise instead.”

“Thank you,” the monster responded gratefully as he took the shirt and plush and the clerk went back behind the desk, “I-I’m Asgore, by the way,” the monster extended a huge, white paw to Rex, who shook it with confidence.

“Pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir. Do you have a phone number or email I could reach you at if I manage to get the comic?” They asked as they rang up the merchandise. Asgore provided the information, thanked the clerk once more, then went on his way. Throughout the rest of the day, Rex found their thoughts wandering back to the monster they had met.

~~~

Asriel’s birthday arrived quickly, and the comic had still not arrived, or so Asgore thought. While still slightly nervous, he was glad he at least had the shirt and plushie to give his son. However, as he stood on Toriel’s doorstep, he heard someone call out to him.

“Asgore!” Rex yelled, panting as they screeched to a halt beside him. They breathlessly handed him a mint-condition, still-packaged comic. “I told you I could do it,” they wheezed. Asgore marveled at Rex’s determination and took the comic from them.

“How did you find me??”

Rex waved their hand dismissively, “doesn’t matter. I got you the comic, didn’t I? Hooh… I’m really out of shape…”

Behind the two, the front door opened.

“There you are, Asgore,” a calm voice greeted as another goat-like monster stood in the doorway. She turned her burgundy gaze upon Rex, “oh! Who’s your friend?”

Asgore startled and turned to face his ex, “Tori. This is… Rex, though we’re not really-”

He was cut off as the both of them were ushered inside.

“Help yourself to snacks and drinks, Rex,” Toriel told them in a friendly manner.

“Er, thanks, but…” Rex trailed off as Toriel walked away from them. They sighed, shrugged to themself, and grabbed a chip bag and a small bottled water off a nearby table. Kids of all ages ran around the house, both monsters and humans, most wearing party hats and some blowing on unfurling party favors. Rex stood awkwardly out of the way, watching the scene quietly. They noticed that Asgore immediately went over to his son, who was ecstatic about the gifts, which made them smile.

“Hey,” a low voice greeted them, making them jump. They looked to where the voice came from, then down slightly. Beside them stood a fat skeleton, just a tad shorter than themself.

“Hello,” they responded after clearing their throat, “s-some party, huh?” They grinned, trying not to seem awkward.

“Yep. Can’t believe the kid’s thirteen already,” the skeleton sucked obnoxiously on a mostly empty Capri Sun before offering his hand, “I’m sans.”

“Rex-” they greeted as they shook sans’ hand, before immediately pulling back with a small yelp. They then laughed shortly, “joy buzzer. Classic.”

sans laughed as well and Rex relaxed a little. “So, how’d you get invited?” He asked casually.

“Funny story. Technically, I shouldn’t be here, but… well, y’see, I work at the comic book place downtown and Asgore came in looking for a gift for his son; a comic book. We didn’t have it quite yet, but I promised to get it to him before the birthday. I handed it to him shortly before we were both ushered inside.”

sans nodded along. “Seems like a real doozy.”

“Mm-hm…” Rex rocked awkwardly on their heels and took a sip of their water, unaware their attention had yet again wandered to Asgore.

“Go talk to him,” sans encouraged with a gentle nudge of Rex’s arm. Their pale cheeks flushed slightly.

“Wh-what??”

“Go talk to Asgore,” sans repeated before giving a thumbs up, “it’ll be fine. Besides, tibia honest, he could use some friends. He’s kind of bonely if you catch my drift.”

“... Were those skeleton puns?”

“Didja find ‘em humerus?”

Rex sighed and rolled their eyes, though a small smile appeared on their face. sans laughed to himself as Rex made their way across the living room and over to Asgore, pondering what they would say to him… until they were right there.

“Oh, uh, hey,” they spoke awkwardly as they threw away their empty bag of chips.

“Hello again, Rex. Thank you again for getting that comic for me, Azzy loves it! The shirt too, he probably won’t take it off for weeks,” Asgore beamed, “are you enjoying yourself?”

Rex shrugged, “as much as I can for being randomly dragged into a party,” they told him jokingly. They paused, shuffling awkwardly, “sooo… what’re your interests?”

“I just love to garden and landscape,” Asgore started, “tea is also a hobby I’ve gotten into, among yoga and bird watching. I like to be outdoors, or if I can’t do that, at least around some sort of nature. You could say my home is a garden inside and out,” he laughed softly and good-naturedly as Rex became entranced. There was something about Asgore that made them feel… at ease. Was it his doe-eyes that shimmered when he spoke about his passions? The friendliness that seemed to just radiate off of him?

“What about you, Rex? What’re your interests?”

“Well, uhm… I like to write and draw… I’m really into film analysis, comics, fantasy rpgs… you can probably guess by my job, heh,” Rex rambled, “I wish I could say I’m as active as you, but I’ve never enjoyed too much sports or physical activity.” They smiled sheepishly and gained an understanding look from Asgore.

“Y’know, that’s fine too! I’d never judge somebody based on that sort of thing. And… maybe we could go see a film together, if you’re not too busy?”

“S-sure, that’d be great! I’ll see what’s playing when I get home. And if there’s nothing good at the theatre, you can always come over and we can watch something that’s already been out for a bit,” Rex told him excitedly, “what genres do you like?”

“Romantic comedy, general comedy, musical, though I’d say I’m fairly flexible.”

Rex nodded, thinking. “I’ll find something that satisfies us both! I’m really into horror, but we don’t have to watch something too graphic if it makes you uncomfortable.”

Asgore smiled, “that’s very thoughtful of you, Rex.”

They cheesed and blushed, their hand anxiously coming to the base of their neck, “aw shucks… it’s nothin’ but consideration for other’s feelings, as anyone should do, don’t you agree?”

Asgore nodded and the two shared a connecting gaze for a moment before Rex took a small notepad and pen from their pocket, writing down their number and handing it to their newfound friend.

“Here. And, technically, I’ve already got yours from the comic book order so uh… I’ll call you if I find anything good, or if you change your mind don’t hesitate to contact me,” they paused then waved shortly, turning toward the door, “I’ll see you around.”

“Have a good afternoon, Rex!” Asgore called after them as they left.

“You too!”

Back at their home, Rex laid in the middle of their living room floor as their mind replayed their interaction with Asgore over and over again, his looks and kindness flustering them to no end.

“Oh my gods I have a crush on him.”

[axther]

everything stays

denki kaminari x reader 

prompt: lost in the woods ( @bnhabookclub​‘s bingo event!!) 

in the end, only the watcher stays.

a/n: thank you to the wonderful @pixxiesdust, fantastic @chubbynegget, the amazing @samanthaa-leanne, the incredible @fanfic-me-up, the celestial @tamasoft, and the exceptional @eddiesfuckinzone​ for beta’ing for me!! y’all are so sweet ;; the transparents are from @bellushimiko​! you can find them here!  

Denki Kaminari didn’t know how he got in this situation. 

He was in the middle of a ring of trees, which inside had a ring of rocks. A snowy wolf was on top of the rocks with a dissatisfied snarl, their tail wrapped around the top of it in a cartoonish way. Denki didn’t know what wrong turn he made, where he separated from Bakugou, Kirishima, and Sero, but he had found himself in front of a pack of dark wolves, all growling at him. He was sure that they would’ve eviscerated him, had the white wolf not come along. They turned without question or fear, and the white wolf simply stared at him like a disappointed mother. Not only that, something was just off about the ring, like if he stretched his hand forward, he could touch something not quite mortal. 

“Hooh-kay…” He sighed, leaning away from the wolf. “This is weird.” 

The wolf narrowed their e/c eyes. Denki gripped the strap of his hiking backpack tighter. 

“I am going...to leave you alone. I am not dying today. Nuh-uh.” Denki pursed his lips before attempting to go around the rocks. A sharp, female voice pierced the air. 

“What are you doing in my forest?” 

Denki froze, golden eyes wide. “Who said that?” 

He spun left and right, panic in his veins. The voice echoed all around him, and he near snapped his neck trying to locate it. A twig snapped behind him, and when he looked, the wolf was gone. 

“Didn’t your parents ever teach you to not answer a question with a question?” 

Denki spun around and saw the wolf was gone. His heart stopped, just a bit, and he looked around to try and track the wolf. There were glimpses of it, just barely, like a wisp in the dark trees. There was no sunlight, no moonlight, no light at all, except for the vaguely glowing rocks and the white wolf. A voice hissed, everywhere and nowhere at once. Every word was annoyed and packed a punch, echoing in the deepest parts of the forest like an auditorium. 

“What are you doing in my forest?” 

Denki jumped out his skin, leaping away and trying to turn, but something snagged his ankle and he plummeted to the ground. He tried to catch his breath until he saw the barest wisp of a white shadow before someone walked up to him. Before him was a young woman, maybe his age, with h/c hair and startling white streaks running through it. Despite her skin being s/c, she was practically glowing, and one eye was even so grey it was white. The other was a warmer e/c. It could only be described as more human, tangibly vulnerable. Denki swallowed. 

She was, without a doubt, ethereal. Celestial, earthly, ghostly and immortal all at once. 

“Are you deaf?” She hissed, and Denki was broken out of his stupor. Her tone was more irked than anything, and she leaned in. Denki backed up and she took a step forward, and they played it as though it were tag until Denki’s back hit the biggest rock in the middle. 

“Uh, well, uh, I, uh, my friends, we were, uh, you’re...you’re pretty. Who are you?” Denki stuttered out what he hoped was a comprehensive sentence, but the girl’s eyes darkened. “What are you?” 

“That’s a bit rude, innit?” She stood straight, holding her nose up in the air. “You’re in my forest, and you’re asking what I am?” 

“I’m sorry, ma’am, miss. Uh.” He fumbled over his words when she leaned in again, and he breathed in something that was purely terrestrial. It was all sorts of sweet things, like berries, and there was mud and bark and the sunlight wafting through the trees when you’re alone. 

“Well?” 

Denki blinked. “Well, what?” 

“Why. Are. You. In. My. Forest?” 

“I thought it was government property.” 

“That’s what I let them think.” The girl shrugged haughtily. 

“Then…I was here with some of my friends.” Denki stepped from the rock, feeling something tingling up his back. “We were walking the trails, actually.” 

“Then you should’ve stayed on the trails.” The girl tilted her head condescendingly. “Didn’t anyone ever tell you to not stray in the woods?” 

“Well, if it meant I would meet pretty girls, then I would do it anyway.” The girl jumped when Denki said it so smugly, and her head whipped around. She wore a pout before huffing. 

“You’re in the face of...of me, and you flirt?” 

“I flirt with danger. What can I say?” 

“Insufferable.” She gave a cross between a concerned and disgusted. “Are all humans like this?” 

“Only me.” Denki gave a cheesy grin. The girl’s frown shook at its foundation.

“Absolutely amazing. Are you aware that I could kill you?” 

Something in Denki told him that he should be terrified, but he wasn’t. It was like when humans go skydiving; stupid, but entirely within their will. 

“I guess. You look too cute though.” 

“C-!” The girl sputtered a bit.”Why would you…?!” 

“What’s your name?” Denki felt his confidence grow at the crack in her exterior. “I’m Denki Kaminari.” 

“I have many names.” The girl hesitated, still looking confused. “Aisling, some call me. But I know myself as YN.” 

Denki nodded fervently, a finger on his chin like he was trying to mimic Michelangelo’s David. “A pretty name for a pretty lady! I like it!” 

“You’re named for thunder.” YN mused, slowly letting her shell edge away. “Why?” 

“I have an electric quirk!”  He snapped his fingers and let out a little spark. YN’s eyes got impossibly big. 

“How did you do that?” There was a veiled shock in her voice like she either didn’t want to show her confusion or didn’t want to offend him. “You...are you...do you have magicks?” 

“Huh? Magic? Nah! It’s a quirk! All my friends have quirks. If you want, we can go and look for them.” 

“Your...friends. The ones you got lost from.” 

“Yeah! Sero can use tape, and Mina, she’s super cool, she’s got acid!” 

“...Alright, then.” YN rose to her full height for the first time, and Denki felt something deep in him shift when he realised she was his height if not taller. He couldn’t tell if it was good or bad. “Where did you lose them?” 

“What?” Denki paused. “I figured you knew, like, everything about the forest?” 

YN frowned. “I’m not omnipotent. This is my forest, but I don’t know everything.” 

“Well,” Denki turned, beginning to go back to the way he came. “This got a lot harder.” 

“They are your age, yes?” YN followed without making so much as a sound, quicker on her feet than she should’ve been. When Denki glanced down, he saw she was like a gazelle; prancing with her feet barely touching the ground. She often let him move ahead of her, only to leap forward in a graceful movement that made Denki jealous, flitting left and right like a curious faerie. 

“I mean, yeah. We all go to school together.” 

“Then they are most likely still looking for you. We shall listen, and I can send the madaidhean-allaidh to look.” 

“The what?” 

“Wolves. The wolves.” 

“Oh.” Denki turned back around and began trying to retrace his steps. The trees loomed over him, and when he glanced around, YN was gone. Panic flooded his system until there was a small giggle from above him. He looked up to see YN perched on a branch that in no way could’ve held her weight and leap from limb to limb of the trees. She didn’t so much as wobble, and Denki tripped on a rock watching her. He fell into a faceful of moss and he heard YN slump onto a branch, laughing. 

“Come on, buachaill toirneach! We shall find your friends!” 

They didn’t find Denki’s friends. 

It had been well over an hour and Denki could feel the sun sapping at his energy. Sweat clung to his skin and he used some spare cloth from his bag to hold his hair back. There was conversation at the beginning of the search, soft murmurings from YN that lead Denki to somehow make a fool of himself, but as time went on, they drained away into silence. 

YN. 

With every moment she moved, with every glance Denki sneaked in, he began to realise something about her. When he first met her, he thought she was a quirk user, just not socialised. She spoke fondly about her forest and the wolves. She was lithe and fast, running across the trees without touching the ground. She became little more than a streak of a white dress, dancing through the leaves and sunlight. Her feet never seemed to touch anything. 

Denki wondered if she was even human. 

It made sense. Maybe she was something older than him, or even older than quirks. Was she from an age bygone? Or was she as old as the planet itself? Did she plant the first tree of the wood and remained with it, long after all the other little plants and animals had left? She seemed so cosmically amaranthine, like the very oaks and pines kneeled their branches so she could flit across them. She didn’t even look human, with kind hands and arms that lead to a coldly beautiful torso, and a graceful neck, and a head that Denki was sure not even Toga could duplicate.  She was strangely deathless, like a corpse brought back to life. Even her hair seemed to defy mortality and gravity. 

Denki blinked. He had been staring at her, and she was staring unblinkingly right back, not even glancing to see where her feet would go. Her arms were behind her back and she looked mischievously innocent.  

“Penny for your thoughts?” She mused, weaving behind the trunk of a redwood and reappearing on the other side. Denki pursed his lips. 

“What are you?” 

YN faltered for the first time, stopping and staring at Denki with her full attention. He stopped, too, but because of the severity of her eyes. One white, one e/c. It was spectral and eerie, and something in Denki’s blood cooled and was lit on fire at the same time. 

“What do you think I am, thunder boy?” She asked. She sat on a branch, but it was airy, like she lifted her legs and floated down onto the bark. 

“I don’t know.” Denki hesitated. “I don’t think you’re human.” “No, I’m not.” YN held her head in her palm, looking thoughtful. “I don’t think I ever was.” 

Denki swallowed thickly. “Then...are you some sort of god?” 

YN paused before beginning to shake with laughter. It consumed her whole until she had to wipe a tear from one immortal eye. 

“There are no gods here. It’s just me. No god would dare step in here.” 

“Why not?” 

YN tilted her head. “Why not…? I suppose they are afraid of me. I am not something to be controlled.” 

“Then what are you?” Denki felt the slightest sense of frustration. They were back to the original question. 

“I don’t know.” 

Instantly, Denki felt all emotions except for guilt vanish. She sounded so sad and confused, looking up towards the sky and dangling her legs back and forth. The dress swirled around her thighs. 

“Oh.” 

“I suppose I’m the forest, itself. I’ve been here for so long, I’m not quite sure. I remember when the humans came in with axes and blades, and I howled and bit at them until they bled.” She looked back down at Denki. “It took them years, but they learned their lesson. They will not touch my forest ever again.” 

Denki said nothing but swallowed again. He could only imagine the fear; something you didn’t know, monsters even, coming in and tearing down your home, your heart. Of course, YN would react the way she did, to both them and Denki. She wasn’t hostile, she was defensive. She wasn’t mean or rude. She was scared and confused. 

“You’re a curious human, thunder boy.” 

Denki snapped out of his thoughts when YN fell to the ground. Her arms were spread for the fall and her feet touched the forest floor without so much as a sound. Where she stepped, Denki realised, little white, star-shaped flowers bloomed. She looked at him and Denki looked at her. 

“Why are you guilty, thunder boy?” She walked to him as though he were a scared animal. He felt his breath catch when she got unbelievably close. “You are kind. And that is...rare in humans.” 

“I just...I feel bad. For what we’ve done.” 

“Then fix it. Learn from your mistakes.” She was close, so close, and Denki was sure he stopped breathing. He could smell her, and she smelled like rain and sunlight and all the little green things. 

“I will,” He gasped out. “I will.” 

And YN leaned in, just enough, and Denki leaned in, and quietly, like the moon on a cloudy night, their lips met. 

It wasn’t more than skin on skin, but it was soft, and Denki shook. He placed a gentle, quivering hand on YN’s cheek and he could feel her smiling, ever so sweetly. When she pulled away, there was a softness in her eyes, and she held a hand to his cheek. She began swiping her thumb against it, and Denki realised he had been crying. Something tugged at his heart, and he kneeled to the ground. 

“I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” 

YN kneeled down, too, and the plants around them seemed to lean in. The wind fell silent and the trees stopped whispering, and it was like the whole forest leaned in to hear. 

“I know, Denki. I know.” 

Denki didn’t know when he fell asleep or woke up, but it was with Sero looming over him. 

“Dude!” Sero cheered. “You’re finally awake! Hey guys!” Sero turned, waving. “He’s awake!” 

Denki sat up as the other three began walking over. Bakugou looked furious as usual, but both Kirishima and Mina looked relieved. 

“Lucky! We were worried something happened!” 

“Yeah, bro! Next time, we’ll keep better tabs on everyone!” 

“Stick the dunce on a leash.” 

“Don’t pretend you weren’t worried, bro.” 

Denki rubbed his head. “Wait...what happened?” 

“We lost you around, like, three o’clock.” Kirishima squatted, jutting a thumb towards the woods. Denki realised they were outside the ranger’s cabin, and off to the side were two rangers (one a dog, and the other a duck.) He swallowed. 

“Wait. Where did you guys find me?” 

“More like you found us and then passed out, or something.” Sero shrugged. “You were in your sleeping bag, by the campsite. We went back so we could get signal to call someone, and you were there, just chilling.” 

“Don’t you remember?” Mina cooed. 

“No. I remember...I was in…” Denki faltered. 

“Maybe you sleepwalked, then. It was pretty far off from where we realised we lost you.” Sero mused. Kirishima sighed, crossing his arms. 

“We’re lucky something worse didn’t happen, bro.” 

“Yeah…” Denki glanced to his left, seeing the campsite, before realising there was a series of plants leading up to his and Sero’s tent. They all were swaying softly, little white, star-shaped flowers that seemed to wave to him. Denki felt his heart race, mind running as he tuned out the others. He glanced around rapidly before looking back to the tree line. 

And there, a lone white wolf stared back with one white eye. 

She bowed her head, and the others fell silent. She had one paw extended, before turning quietly and slowly back into the heart of the forest. 

“What the hell was that?” Bakugou growled. Denki felt a flush rise to his cheeks, and he brought a hand up to his lips. The trees shuffled and whispered, as though they were saying goodbye, and the little white flowers followed the white wolf home. 

a/n: environmental activist denki environmental activist denki 

[xxsycamore]

- Lust-bonded - [KYLE/READER NSFW]

Rating: E

Word count: 1,587

Relationship: F/M, Kyle Ash/Reader (MC)

Tags: Smut, Public sеx, Modern AU, Medical Kink, Breast fucking, Facials

Part of @voltage-vixen​ ‘s Summer of Smut Content Creation Challenge 2.0.

✦ Day 3 - Bonded by a bikini top  ✦

Having just left the water after going for a swim, you made your way to your towel. The day was as nice as it could be, and spending your spare time at the beach was a good idea. But to be fair, your real reason for coming here was because of having the opportunity to spend some extra time with your boyfriend - who just so happened to be working here as a healthcare provider as of recently. Not that you could see him all that much, but waiting for his shift to end and going on a date right afterwards was always a nice experience, as you liked being by the sea just as much as him.

Still, the need to be around him was killing you on some days. Biting on your bottom lip, you quickly dried off with a towel and aimed to the medical tent located at the rear of the beach. Paying him a visit would hopefully soothe your longing.

You passed by his colleague and lifeguard Zero and waved him hello before entering the tent. You could see that there were no patients inside and you felt a relief as you'd hate to disturb him while working.

He was currently checking on his equipment and almost didn't notice you enter. You weren't going for a sneak attack anyway, but you still used the chance to hug him from behind. He chuckled, pleased with your sudden visit.

 "Hey there. Enjoying the beach?"

 "Mm, the waves are nice." You relaxed against his back, inhaling in his cologne. The scent made you smile but your senses tingled with the familiarity of it and you felt something else than calmness.

You kept your voice lowed to a whisper as you tilted your head to his ear. "I think I got a little…overwhelmed. Perhaps I need a check?"

Kyle stirred with worry but was quick to change his mind, immediately catching on that lustful tone of yours. He knew you had something in your mind and decided to play along.

 "Hooh? In that case…I should start with measuring your temperature orally. Open up."

 You obediently did as told, purposely poking out your tongue while at it. Kyle mumbled something about not meaning it like that, but it was cut short because next thing you knew, he was sucking on your tongue. He teased you by slowly swirling his own alongside yours and only dancing on the edge of what you'd anticipated as a proper kiss. You held into the front of his white short-sleeved uniform desperate to cling into some part of him in the same moment as he finally entered your mouth. He wasn't holding back the least, grabbing at the back of your head to tilt you in an angle that let him savor your taste to his liking. He only stopped as the need for a breather grew to the point that you were panting hard against his lips.

 "Just as I thought, your mouth appears to be a little too hot."

 A wave of heat went straight down to your nethers, you've almost forgotten about the little game you've started. Playing doctor with Kyle always meant that you're up for a good time, but getting at it while at work was sending alarms off in your head. Not the bad kind of alarms, no, it was like you were in for a little more fun that you've bargained for.

 "Kyle we can…stop before I…"

 "And what, leave my patient in that condition?"

 You gasped as held your leg in his grip, bringing it just a little over his in the perfect angle to slide it along and make you feel a certain hardness in his pants. You could bite right back, going on about how he was the one that seemed to be in that condition, but something about the pleasant friction left you without any complaints. And you didn't want him to change his mind about all this right now, oh no.

Kyle let your leg down to touch the ground again, moving his hands to your shoulders instead. He looked in the space behind your back, probably reminded of the reality of the situation and checking his options. If he wanted to continue that just as much as you did by the looks of it, he should have you both hidden somewhere. Luckily, there was a dressing screen right by the stretcher bed in the corner of the room. Kyle guided you there with both patience and quite the opposite of it as his mind was already eager to imagine what you'd look like trapped in his hands behind that screen.

"We don't have much time to fool around…" He reminded despite hating that he had to say it out loud, it was more like the reminder was for himself. He was surprised to see you lowering to his knees with a grin on your face.

 "Oh don't worry doc, by the time I'm done here you'd be begging me to slow down."

 Kyle felt his cock fucking throb at your words, as curious as he was about details the stupid smile on his face was making him unable to mutter a word. He was just as badly caught into that shameless act as you were, and it was strangely making him fall for you hard. Or at least harder that he'd already fallen for you, if it was possible to go any further.

 "Should you examine my chest too, doctor?"

 You held your tits together, squishing them for him to marvel into the sight of, well knowing his love for them. Your bikini top was still glistering wet by your earlier swim in the sea, and you figured it was making it that more pretty for his eyes.

 "You're right, I definitely should check it out."

 Kyle gently put one hand atop of yours, letting you know that he wants to replace it and hold your breast instead, and you eagerly let him. He slipped his thumb under the wet fabric that was sticking to your skin. It wasn't long before he decided to get rid of the bikini top just so he could drink in the sight of you more. He reached behind your back, hand moving in a hurry to find the knot and untie it - but upon tugging down, the knot just seemed to have fastened itself more.

 "Ahh, the damned thing-"

 "Shh, doctor, no worries. Here…"

 You guided his hand off your back and instead pulled your bikini up to under your chin until your tits bounced free.

 "Would you fuck my tits, doctor?"

 Kyle held back a potential gasp by sucking on a portion of air, feeling that it might as well be his last ever breather if you were going to continue your act like that. There was something purely pornographic in what was going on right now in front of his eyes and was owing it all to you. He was a lucky man but he'd be damned if he didn't share this pleasure, his head already filling with plans for you. But for the time being, he gladly accepted your offer and hurried to free his cock from the tight confines of his clothing. You were happy to see him hard and leaking precome, and neither of you wanted to drag things any slower than that so he put his throbbing length right between your inviting breasts. The slide was feeling good enough but what's been adding to the pleasure was the way his tip was sliding right under the front of your bikini top, the silky material trapping him between itself and the soft skin of your chest.

 "I'm not going to last long-"

 "Don't hold back, go on, go on…just like that…"

 Your sweet encouraging purrs were driving him into a maddening frenzy, his hand finding your cheek as if to let you know of how good you were making him feel, you heard his panting becoming more rapid as you made sure to hold your position for long enough to get him off. Within seconds, Kyle was groaning, moving his head to grab into your hair as thick ropes of cum were landing on your chest, neck and your chin. Your released your breasts, giggling to yourself at how much he came and just from that, and you leaned in closer to place a little playful peck against the side of his cock.

Kyle opened his eyes at looked down at you, letting go of his harsh grip on your hair and smoothing it down in apology. He smiled at your playfulness, giving you a hungry look as he held out his hands inviting you to stand on your feet. Immediately as you were in reach, he kissed you sweetly yet a little too short for your liking.

 "I think I just put you in a worse condition now, didn't I…"

 You chuckled at him, almost forgotten about your little game with him. "You're absolutely right. It's about time you give me a proper treatment…"

 "Mmm…" He kissed your neck, moving his eyes down to take a look at his wristwatch. "My shift is almost over. Wanna go for a cocktail or two?"

 "Sounds good." You let him kiss you all over, finding his wandering hand and guiding it down your body. He chuckled at your desperation and moved just where you needed him "Don't worry, I'll be sure to cure your wanton right away."

[mjm56-a]

CHARACTER SHEET /  REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG

basics

FULL NAME. majima goro  [ 真島 吾朗 ] PRONUNCIATION. mah-ji-mah go-Roh NICKNAME. hopefully none. GENDER. male. HEIGHT. 6′1″ AGE. verse dependent; ambiguous/default verse set around 41-43 ZODIAC. taurus SPOKEN LANGUAGES. japanese natively, very minimal english (but i can dismiss this if necessary for threading or plot things)

physical characteristics

HAIR COLOR. black EYE COLOR. brown BODY TYPE. muscular and lean, thin waist ACCENT.  thick overexaggerated and faked kansai dialect; it’s unauthentic, goofy even. VOICE. large range in tone and pitch, extremely expressive and loud. voice from kiwami/1 onwards.  voice from y0 and before. DOMINANT HAND. right POSTURE. usually stiff, but very quick to lean and sway. unprofessional, mostly. TATTOOS. hannya woman staring forward on his back, two white snakes on his chest and arms. all are surrounded by black swirling clouds and scarlet blossoms. his tattoo extends from the top of his spine to the top of his thighs. tattoos on his arm stop about mid-bicep.

BIRTHMARKS. none. MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S). his eyepatch, his monocular vision tending to be the most recognizable feature about him.

childhood

PLACE OF BIRTH. japan, nonspecified in canon. headcanoned to be born in kanto. HOMETOWN. n/a. BIRTH WEIGHT. n/a BIRTH HEIGHT. n/a FIRST WORDS. mama.

SIBLINGS. n/a. PARENTS. majima susumu, majima fumiko PARENTAL INVOLVEMENT. grew incredibly distant from his parents rooting from his early teens, and even further once he became involved with the yakuza around the age of 17-18. zero contact very quickly after and to this day, majima has no real contact with his immediate family.

adult life  

OCCUPATION. yakuza (patriarch of the majima family, chief advisor of the tojo clan). president of majima construction. formerly the manager of the cabaret grand and club sunshine. CURRENT RESIDENCE. kamurocho, tokyo CLOSE FRIENDS. saejima taiga. does kiryu count KJGDKGDF RELATIONSHIP STATUS. verse dependent, single and not looking FINANCIAL STATUS. very, very stable. DRIVER’S LICENSE. don’t let majima drive. most of his transportation is conducted by one of his men. CRIMINAL RECORD. fully booked. assault, petty theft, you name it. he’s yakuza, what do you expect???? VICES. drinks, smokes.

sex and romance

SEXUAL ORIENTATION. bi. ROMANTIC ORIENTATION. bi. PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. submissive  | dominant |  switch   PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE. submissive  | dominant  |  switch LIBIDO. high. TURN ONS. physical strength. hooh. assertive personalities. TURN OFFS. timidness, those who are unable to properly defend themselves physically and/or emotionally. LOVE LANGUAGE. physical affection, quailty time. RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. extremely protective, can be seen as jealous in some scenarios. always adamant on putting his partner before himself.

miscellaneous

CHARACTER’S THEME SONG. receive and bite you - yakuza 4 ost. HOBBIES TO PASS TIME. brawling, smoking, hitting balls at the batting cages, watching shitty horror movies. MENTAL ILLNESSES. chronic post-traumatic stress disorder, clinical depression PHYSICAL ILLNESSES. n/a. LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED. right brained: emotional, creative, purpose-driven. FEARS. most to all irrational: bugs / entomophobia, putting his loved ones in danger, true emotional attatchment to a person or thing SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL. outwardly over-the-top confident. extremely weak and vulnerable emotionally. VULNERABILITIES. often offput by mentions of sotenbori, osaka. very uncomfortable with not being in a position of power. will put himself at risk for his loved ones and his men, even if it means his own doom.

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