#i got overconfident. tried to flex my Word Smarts.

[hiruzensux]

FELLOW ENMA-FUCKERS!!!!! I REQUIRE YOUR AID IN A MATTER MOST GRAVE:

where does and doesn't he have fur??

(nothing explicit, just putting it under a readmore bc long)

somehow, despite the Hiruzen x Enma porn drawings* that have been floating around half-formed inside my skull for years now, it is only NOW that i realize: i have no idea what Enma looks like underneath that iconic fit

so analyzing the images:

on his head we see both furred (hair + beard + sideburns -zones) and seemingly non-furred (middle part of face) areas

(tail is furry, obviously)

his hands + feet are mostly non-furred, but there is fur on at least the back of his wrists + ankles visible below the edge of his sleeves(/l...leg sleeves? is that what they're called?? sleeves, but for legs instead of arms)

regarding his neck, without going through the episodes he's in, the only shot i've been able to find with the right angle seems to be this MTG/YGO-style card of him:

(the origins of which i do not know. fanmade? official merch? is the image a still from the anime, or was it originally drawn for this card? and by whom? i haven't bothered to try to find out, will update if i do. but anyway)

it looks like there isn't any fur on his neck (except maybe down the back underneath where his long hair hangs down and obscures the area)

we also do not see any chest fur extending up past his neckline

...and beyond this, we know nothing.

i'm already exercising some creative license in how tall to make him (i've got a working number BUT i'm not saying yet in case i decide it's completely wrong whilst trying to actually draw him lol), since a) manga evidence is limited + anime evidence inconsistent, and b) i habitually will just directly contradict canon if i have an idea i'm attached to anyway... so i've got no issue on principle with just filling in the blanks according to my whim...

but i'm kind of just not getting any clear impression of what to picture re: fur pattern

considering looking at photos of actual monkeys to see if i that gives me any ideas... but in that case, what kind of monkey??

it's also complicated bc in a lot of shots he looks to me more anthropomorphic than the avg monkey? (but this is harder to tell w/ primates than w/ other creatures anyway...) (and not to mention the limited pool of Enma reference imgs AGAIN, but damn... a tiny handful of manga panels, and then his brief anime appearance was in the middle of the arc that brought us some of THE most iconic moments in wonky-lookin Naruto animation. if that fight in the anime was my sole reference for Hiruzen and Orochimaru, i wouldn't be very sure how anthropomorphic they were supposed to look either lmao)

anyway.

do YOU have opinions about Enma's fur distribution?

thoughts on which monkey species he's based on?

got a monkey fursona?

any and all insights welcome 💖

(*update: i actually drew one if you want to see the the hilarious fur-placement i went with (just warning for. yknow. porn lmao.))

[marinette-buginette]

All I Want For Christmas Is You

HAPPY HOLIDAYS @bechkit ! I am your secret santa and I bring you some Ninoir ! I hope you will enjoy it <3 Thank you @mlsecretsanta for organizing this!

Nino walked into his room, closing the door behind and stifling a yawn. It had been a long day, but hey at least they got pretty much everything ready for Noël. He and his mothers worked on the food and did the general clean up of the house and they were prepared to welcome the rest of the family. The Christmas in the Lahiffe family was pretty intense with a dose of insane and a sprinkle of exhaustion after, but Nino still enjoyed them thoroughly.

He was running through a mental to-do list as he changed to his pajamas and well, it seemed almost everything was covered, from his chores to the gifts. Nino took off his glasses and set them on the nightstand, ready to go to bed.

Until he heard what sounded like something was dying in a horrible, painful way out there. Was that an injured animal? A person? Or just an akuma to prove that Hawkmoth was an absolute douche with no concept of taking a godforsaken holiday. Here we go again.

Nino reached for his glasses, putting them back on again. and dragged himself over the window wondering just what the hell was going on. And from the many things he might have expected, Chat Noir sitting on the roof of the neighboring building, singing while being accompanied by an army of stray cats certainly wasn't it.

“I-I-I doesn't want a lot for Christmas.” he sang entirely off tune while the cats meowed along. “There is just one thing I need, I don't care about the presents, “ Nino covered his ears as Chat Noir tried -  and failed miserably - to hit the high note. “Underneath the Christmas treeeeeeee.”

Nino lowered his hands only to see, or better said hear, the cats starting to stop their feet rhythmically on the floor. If only their leader’s signing could be in harmony with that…

“I just want you for my own.” he winked at Nino. “More than you could ever know. Make my wish come true. “

Look, Nino could really appreciate the nice gesture. And the fact that Chat Noir mobilized an army of stray cats with the exact purpose of singing him a Mariah Carey song. Especially when it wasn’t exactly a secret that Nino had a weakness for Christmas songs. But on the other hand he really appreciated music and harmony in music, which frankly didn’t include the yowling of cat themed superheroes that sounds as if they are one step away from dying in a horrifying and painful way. Reluctantly. Nino took off one of his slippers and with a sad look, he aimed at Chat.

“All I want for Christmas is you, ooohhhhhahhhh.” the last note of the song turned into a screech as the superhero got hit on the head and ended up losing his balance and rolling off the roof and onto one of the trash dumpsters on the side of the building. The cats looked in that direction curiously as Nino winced.

“Sorry dude.” Nino knew Chat Noir couldn’t hear him, but it felt necessary to say. He liked Chat Noir well enough, but he liked his hearing capacity better.

Nino closed the window, hoping the stray cats will go away and not come and kill him in his sleep or something. Settling his glasses on the nightstand, Nino grabbed his blanket and pulled it over him.

Now, Nino usually required music to fall asleep, unless he was dead tired. But his earphones for sleeping were broken (he hoped he will find some new ones under the tree tomorrow), so he had to find an alternative way to make himself fall asleep. And counting sheep was useless as he originally thought. Maybe he could...wait.

Nino twisted around in bed. He was pretty sure he heard his window sliding open. And when a cold breeze made the hair on the back of his neck stand up, then he knew he wasn't imagining things. Damn it. Was he being robbed? Did people have nothing better to do this close to Christmas?

Nino decided he could grab his lamp and throw it at the intruder. Yeah, this seemed like a good plan. Turning quickly around and springing out of his bed, Nino got a good grasp on the lamp and was just about to throw it when a voice took him by surprise.

“Hey there, beau gosse.”

Look, Nino might not have his glasses on, but he recognized Chat Noir’s voice when he heard it. He almost dropped the lamp on his foot, but luckily managed to catch it before making enough noise to wake the whole building. Placing it back on the nightstand, Nino grabbed his glasses and turned on the light.

Only to find Chat Noir laying under the window with a huge red bow wrapped around himself. And that overconfident blinding smirk of his.

Nino moved his glasses a little and rubbed his eyes. Nope, still there. Maybe he was hallucinating this whole thing. Maybe it was a dream. Maybe his consciousness was telling him it was time to do something about that big fat crush he had on Chat Noir. Or maybe he had too much vin chaud before going to sleep.

“Ah,” Chat Noir exclaimed, finally getting off the floor. “I see I left you speechless, beau gosse.” he gave him finger guns. “I know my charm works like magic, but I didn’t really expect such a great reaction.”

“Why do you have that huge red bow wrapped around yourself?” Nino blurted out, wondering if the hit Chat Noir took to the head might have given him some sort of brain damage.

“Oh, isn’t it obvious?” he started flexing, the stopped in an over the top pose while wiggling his eyebrows. “I am your present for this Christmas.”

Nino wasn’t sure if he should blush or facepalm. On one hand, his crush was currently high key flirting with him and he was doing so without cracking his eardrums with that atrocious singing. On the other hand, Chat Noir was, as it seems, a huge dork with anime learned flirting techniques. Which honestly… wasn’t so bad now that he was thinking about it.

“Hey, handsome?”

Nino snapped out of his little metal monologue, only to notice that Chat Noir got extremely close. It was still enough to leave him room to breathe and move but it was far closer than he was a couple of minutes ago.

“Uh… I… er... “ Nino wasn’t the type that stuttered, but there was a first time for everything as it seems.

Chat Noir smiled, less cockily and more in a sweet fond way this time. “Seems like you have to give me a kiss.”

Nino blushed. Another thing he doesn’t really do. As it seems, his superhero crush really brought some new things out of him. But he wasn’t about to let Chat Noir have the upper hand.

“Oh,” he feigned disinterest. “And what would be the reason for me to give you a kiss?”

He kept smiling and pointed up. And when Nino followed the direction he was pointing to, he saw a mistletoe hanging from Chat’s tail. That cocky, smart, little shit. Not that Nino would complain about kissing him. It isn’t as if he was imagining the many possible scenarios that could end up with him kissing Chat Noir for a while now. No sir, not at all. He pinched himself just to make sure he was awake. And judging by the sting of pain and the fact that the only thing that changed was Chat Noir’s smile (it got bigger and more confident). Alright, not a dream then. Well, he might be crushing on Chat Noir, but there was no way he will let him win this… whatever this flirting and knock the other off their fit with love game was.

“Eager, aren’t you, tiger?” Nino couldn’t help but smirk, as Chat’s confidence disappeared almost instantly and a fiery red blush took over his face. “Ah, I see the kitty is all meowing and no bite. What’s the problem, can’t the great Chat Noir take some flirting back?”

“As...er….I’m not...hehe….um.” he fumbled around with his words, and rubbed the back of his neck while laughing awkwardly.

Huh, that action seemed familiar. No, wait, Nino don’t get distracted so easily. You have to up him at the flirting game. Right.

“Well, then I guess.” he shrugged, grabbed Chat by the shoulders and pulled him closer, sealing his lips against his.

Nino’s first thought was that he really had soft lips. And hm, was that some sort of chapstick, or do his lips usually taste like citrus. Huh, maybe he should kiss him more to discover that answer. It was certainly on his to-do list, Chat was indeed a very good kisser even when he was taken by surprise.

When they finally pulled apart, Nino couldn’t help by laugh at the dream slash stunned look on Chat’s face. “What’s the problem, tiger? Did I leave you speechless?”

He smiled, still blushing slightly. “Maybe just a little. Not that I am complaining. You know why?”

Nino raised an eyebrow expectantly.

“Because all I want for Christmas is youuuuuuuu.” Chat sang, still as of tune, if not worse than earlier.

Nino groaned exasperated, but he couldn’t help but feel fond of it too. What a dork. Still, he wasn’t off the mark here, Nino was happy if Chat Noir was his Christmas gift.