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malachiexists13 · 5 months ago

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EXPLANATION POST: Here

TLDR: I'm doing Kinktober this year using a list I made myself. The blank version is available in the post linked above. Below is the list I'll be editing over the month of October to show what I am writing/not writing and I'm only doing up to two prompts per day. You can submit multiple prompts and there's no limit to how many per character but I cannot promise that they'll all be written this year. Some may be saved for next year.

CHARACTERS

[OBEY ME] Lucifer || Leviathan || Belphegor || Solomon || Barbatos

[IKESEN] Mitsuhide Akechi || Mitsunari Ishida || Ranmaru Mori || Kanetsugu Naoe || Kenshin Uesugi || Kicho

[IKEVAMP] Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart || Comte de Saint-Germain || Sebastian || Johann Georg Faust

[IKEPRI] Chevalier Michel || Licht Klein || Gilbert von Obsidian

[IKEVIL] William Rex || Ellis Twilight || Elbert Greetia

[GENSHIN IMPACT] Aether || Venti || Zhongli || Albedo || Xiao || Kaedehara Kazuha || Thoma || Gorou || Shikanoin Heizou || Tighnari || Cyno || Wanderer/Kunikuzushi/Scaramouche || Alhaitham || Kaveh || Lyney || Freminet || Neuvillette || Wriothesley || Kinich

[DEMON SLAYER] Giyuu Tomioka || Obanai Iguro || Michikatsu Tsugikuni || Yoriichi Tsugikuni

[JUJUTSU KAISEN] Choso Kamo

As the writer, I reserve the right to deny any prompts that I do not feel comfortable writing or any requests from people who are rude and/or disrespectful. If I do not post your request on the day you asked for, it means I either chose not to write it or I may have saved it for next year. Please do not harass and/or send me messages asking about it.

Requests CLOSED

Crossed Out - Not Writing It || Blue Text - Author Picked || Purple Text - Requested

DAY 1: Porn Actors AU || Anonymous Sex || One Night Stand

DAY 2: Handjobs || Fingering || Piercings

DAY 3: Orgasm Control || Squirting || Cumming Early/Prematurely

DAY 4: Make-Up Sex || Mirror Sex || Bondage

DAY 5: Phone Sex || Guided Touching || Rough Sex

DAY 6: Against A Wall || Sixty-Nine || Creampie

DAY 7: Sensory Deprivation || Sex Toys || Breath Play

DAY 8: Workplace Sex || Car Sex || Desk/Office Sex

DAY 9: Choking || Dacryphilia || Hate Sex

DAY 10: Accidental Stimulation || Humiliation || Clothes On

DAY 11: Wet Dreams || Sexual Fantasy || Femdom

DAY 12: First Time/s || Role Reversal || Dirty Talk

DAY 13: Striptease || Fetish Clothing || Lingerie

DAY 14: Discipline/Punishment || Praise/Degradation || Teasing

DAY 15: Bathroom Sex || Public/ Outdoor Sex || Hair-Pulling

DAY 16: Pregnancy Sex || Overstimulation || Lap Dance

DAY 17: Spanking || Roleplay || Blood

DAY 18: Dry Humping || Aphrodisiacs || Intoxication

DAY 19: Begging || Crossdressing || Stomach Bulge

DAY 20: Infidelity/Cuckolding || Threesome || Cunnilingus

DAY 21: Anal/Pegging || Size Difference || Shower/Bath Sex

DAY 22: Breeding || Heats/Ruts || Thigh-riding

DAY 23: Strap-On || Cum Dump || Knotting

DAY 24: Facesitting || Deepthroating || Masturbation

DAY 25: Exhibitionism || Getting Caught || Voyeurism

DAY 26: Double Penetration || Orgy || Switching Partners

DAY 27: Casual Sex/FWB || Monsterfucking || Daddy Kink

DAY 28: Biting/Marking || Jealousy || Possessiveness

DAY 29: Mommy Kink || Blowjob || Blindfolds/Restraints

DAY 30: Cockwarming || Somnophilia || Foreplay/Aftercare

DAY 31: Worship || Sub/Dom || Vanilla Sex || Free Space

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DAY 1: Disaster || One Night Stand with Gilbert von Obsidian DAY 1: Be Greedy || Anonymous Sex with William Rex

DAY 2: Silver Tongue || Piercings with Xiao DAY 2: Beast's Taste || Fingering with Chevalier Michel

DAY 3: Exploring Curiosity || Premature Orgasm with Ranmaru Mori DAY 3: Mean Detective || Orgasm Control with Shikanoin Heizou

DAY 4: "Forgive Me, Baby?" || Make-Up Sex with Scaramouche DAY 4: Beautiful || Mirror Sex with Belphegor

DAY 5: Good For Me || Guided Touching with Comte de Saint-Germain DAY 5: Stressed || Rough Sex with Michikatsu Tsugikuni

DAY 6: Hard to Say No || Against A Wall with Ellis Twilight DAY 6: Stay In || Crempie with Thoma

DAY 7: Darling Apprentice || Sex Toys with Solomon DAY 7: Experimentation || Sensory Deprivation with Albedo

DAY 8: Pay Attention || Desk/Office Sex with Neuvillette DAY 8: Jealousy, Jealousy~ || Car Sex with Scaramouche

DAY 9: Detestation or Adoration? || Hate Sex with Obanai Iguro DAY 9: Pretty, Even When You Cry || Dacryphilia with Kenshin Uesugi

DAY 10: Not There! || Accidental Stimulation with Kaveh DAY 10: Don't Open The Door || Clothes On with Aether

DAY 11: DAY 11:

DAY 12: A Bet || First Time with Kunikuzushi DAY 12:

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DAY 14: DAY 14:

DAY 15: Apprehension || Outdoor Sex with Freminet DAY 15:

DAY 16: DAY 16:

DAY 17: DAY 17:

DAY 18: A Lesson in Botany || Aphrodisiacs with Tighnari DAY 18:

DAY 19: DAY 19:

DAY 20: Sweet Addiction || Cunnilingus with Kinich DAY 20:

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DAY 31: DAY 31:

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All works found in these masterlists are only posted to Tumblr and Archive of Our Own under the name "Malachi Exists" or another variation with the number "13". If they are found elsewhere, that means it is a stolen work and should be reported as such.

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beermanoftana · 11 months ago

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endgame

header by @/earlgreymon

for @ashxketchum!! requested some time ago and finally got to finish it (there's a part that just won't write itself!). i know you asked for takari but your takari for me, my mimato for you (even though it's a little unfair since i love mimato, too). i still do hope you like it! i had a lot of fun writing this and it kinda went on and on as i typed once the part finally wrote itself. anyways! enjoy (i hope)!!

endgame | main characters ; yamato ishida, mimi tachikawa, some taichi yagami and sora takenouchi, can't forget gabumon, palmon, agumon, and piyomon | universe ; au / can be placed anywhere after 02 | ships ; yamato x mimi, taichi x sora, takeru x hikari | genre ; fluff, humor | word count ; 2,235 | rating ; 13+ | edited ; three times - forgive me for any mistakes

Yamato was never in the mood for flirting. He knew people fawned over him, he knew his band was worshiped by those his age, and sure, he did “have a feeling” that flirting was going to be part of his life. But he never even tried to flirt back. Well, maybe he did, but it was usually against his will.

The band was not together anymore, having to go their separate ways, but he still loved them. The flirting, however, did not stop. He knew he was a good-looking guy but now that he was living a life that did not involve anything that required him to “go out there and fly”, maybe a life without people flirting with him 24/7 would be nice.

He and Taichi were having a meal in a small diner with Gabumon and Agumon hidden beside them. The digimons were enjoying their food while their partners talked about school.

Although they took up different courses, they still had some minor classes together, which, despite Yamato not admitting it, was a relief from all the other students they swarmed with. He had made some friends, but no one at the same level he had with Taichi. Everyone came from different backgrounds, and if they were to be honest, it was a little overwhelming, especially since it was their first year in university.

“Are you going to Shinichi’s party on Friday?” Taichi asked.

“Who’s Shinichi?” Yamato questioned, not bothering to look up from his food.

“He’s in one of our minor classes,” Taichi responded, “cool guy. But this party is a little too early, don’t you think? It could be a way to make some friends, I guess. Wanna go together?”

“Can we go?” Agumon asked.

“A party’s always fun,” Gabumon said.

Taichi smiled at them and then looked at Yamato. “What do you say?”

Yamato looked over at the smiling Gabumon and Agumon and sighed. “Okay, let’s go.”

“Great!” Taichi exclaimed.

“But you’re driving,” Yamato said.

“Sora will.”

“Sora?”

“Yeah. She wants to go. But she wants to bring her car so that she can leave anytime she wants.” Taichi shrugged. “Her mom’s car. And she said walking would be a pain, Shinichi’s venue is a little far.”

“We can always ask Birdramon to fly us away,” Agumon jested.

Taichi chuckled, Gabumon laughed, and even Yamato gave a smile.

“So what time do we meet her?” Yamato asked.

“Not sure yet. But we’ll ask her, or message if we don’t see each other anytime soon.”

Yamato smirked. “Right. Anytime soon.”

When Friday arrived, Sora, Taichi, and Yamato, along with their digimon partners, were packed inside Sora’s mom’s car. It was just a four-seater after all, it would only be Mrs. Takenouchi, Sora, whenever Mr. Takenouchi would come home, and Piyomon. And of course, Piyomon rode shotgun, while the men were cramped at the back.

“I think we’re here,” Sora said, looking out the window.

“Finally,” Yamato sighed in relief.

“The place is packed and in full swing!” Taichi said.

“Let’s just find a place to park. Doesn’t look like there’s a lot of cars.”

As they drove around, Gabumon pointed at a spot and Sora immediately swirled to get to it. Both Taichi and Yamato looked at each other, surprised by the speed and sudden jerk of the ride.

They got out of the car and Taichi whispered how his soul nearly left his body after that short ride. Yamato rolled his eyes and stated that he was overreacting.

“His place isn’t that big up-close,” Taichi observed. “It’s just the garden.”

“You think there’ll be beer?” Yamato wondered.

“You three find a spot,” Sora ordered. “Somewhere we can see each other.”

“I don’t think there is a place where we can see each other,” Yamato said.

That could be true. The house was packed. So far, the three have not found anyone they knew. But they were just outside and there were not many people around, perhaps they would find more people inside.

“Think you three can go around without being seen?” Taichi asked.

“Of course!” All three digimons grinned.

The group dispersed, the digimons to the right and the Chosen Children straight ahead.

When they reached inside, they looked around for anyone familiar. After a minute of standing by the door, Sora was called by another young lady and she excused herself from the boys.

“We’ll leave at midnight on the dot,” she told them as she walked away.

“Yes, ma’am,” they both murmured.

After some time of just being together, people-watching, someone came up to them. Taichi straightened up while Yamato raised an eyebrow.

“Hey, glad you two can make it!”

“Thanks for the invite, Shinichi,” Taichi said, smiling.

“Yeah, the party’s great,” Yamato said, although he actually did not find the party that great.

“I’m glad you think so, Yamato. I really wanted your approval.” Shinichi grinned. “I heard you were pretty popular back then, I know you are right now. I wanted the approval of someone who knows how to party.”

“I don’t know how to party,” he replied. “I was in a band, but that didn’t mean we were always partying.”

“I see.” Shinichi pursed his lips. “I’m sorry for assuming. But anyway, enjoy the party.” And he waved goodbye as he disappeared into the crowd.

“I think he likes you,” Taichi joked.

Yamato sighed. “I don’t regret the band.”

“I know you don’t, we all do.” Taichi placed his hand on his friend’s shoulder. “But come on, enough of this. Time to have fun before the old lady tells us to go home.” He snickered.

Yamato scoffed. “I’m going to tell her you said that, I’m sure she won’t like it. At all.”

They both laughed.

The two did enjoy the party. They made new acquaintances and even stuck with a group. They invited Sora in and the three were glad they had new people by their side.

At some point, as the group was talking, Sora paused mid-sentence and everyone waited for her to continue.

“So—?”

“Mimi!”

Both Taichi and Yamato immediately looked to where Sora saw Mimi, followed by the rest of the group.

“What’s she doing here?” Sora wondered, her voice filled with worry.

“Why?” One of the members asked. “What’s wrong?”

Sora shook her head and headed straight for the young girl. Taichi and Yamato followed suit.

“Mimi,” Sora called her.

Mimi looked back and grinned. “Sora!” She stepped forward and gave her a hug, which Sora returned. When they let go, Mimi hugged both Taichi and Yamato as well. “I’m sure Palmon has found the others already.”

“Mimi,” Sora said softly. “What are you doing here?”

“I was invited,” she smiled. “They said there was going to be a party here and I thought it might be fun, you know. And Palmon’s with me.”

“Mimi,” Taichi started. “Who invited you?”

“Shinichi Ozawa did,” she replied. “Why? Is something wrong?”

“Well, no…” Sora said, tilting her head a little. “But, this is a college party. Does Shinichi know that you’re not a college student yet?”

Mimi began to think. “I went to your campus one time, and that’s when he invited me.”

“What were you doing on our campus?” Yamato asked.

“I wanted to surprise you all,” she answered, grinning at him. “But then I asked if you three were coming to the party. He said he wasn’t sure but I wanted to take my chances and surprise you here instead! Isn’t this fun?” Though she sounded unsure when she said the last part.

Yamato sighed. “I don’t think asking you to leave is an option, especially since you’ll be alone—even with Palmon.”

“So what do we do?” Taichi asked.

Sora licked her upper lip. “Babysit.”

Mimi’s eyes widened. “No!”

“Mimi, we don’t know these people. We don’t know these people. Please, stick with at least one of us. We’ll make it up to you, we promise. Just please, Mimi?” Sora pouted.

Mimi looked at all three of them but focused on Sora last. After a few seconds, Mimi sighed. “Okay. I don’t want to admit it but I am a little nervous about this.” She frowned. “Especially since I wasn’t even sure if you guys would be here.”

The three older Chosen Children sighed in relief.

Just then, the group that group the three were talking to appeared and asked what was happening.

“This is Mimi,” Sora introduced. “She’s one of our closest friends.”

“Really?” One of the guys asked. “I’ve never seen you around campus. What course are you in?”

“She’s from another university,” Yamato said quickly.

“May I visit you there?” the same guy asked, his voice a little flirty.

Yamato was suddenly feeling very protective of the younger girl. He did not like the thought of an older stranger visiting her. “Not at the moment,” he said.

“Why don’t you let her answer for herself?” the guy snapped.

Mimi smiled. “Yamato’s just always been protective of us. I don’t mind him answering for me…sometimes.” She giggled.

Yamato knew she was lying so he wondered why she was playing along.

The party was in even fuller swing about forty-five minutes later. Although the three knew Mimi was not too happy with the situation, they also saw that she was having a good time.

At the stroke of twelve, Sora ordered everyone out of the house after thanking Shinichi for the invite. As they headed for the car, the four digimons arrived by their side.

“Yamato, would you take the car and bring Mimi home?” Sora asked.

“Sure,” Yamato answered. “But what about you guys?”

Taichi intertwined his and Sora’s fingers and smiled.

“Got it.”

Mimi squealed. “You two have fun!”

“Agumon, Piyomon?” Palmon looked at them.

“We’ll protect them,” Piyomon said. “But we won’t ruin their moment.”

When everything was set, Yamato, Mimi, Gabumon, and Palmon entered the car. They were quiet for a while until Palmon asked Gabumon how Takeru and Hikari were.

“They’re still very shy,” Gabumon replied. “But that’s expected, right, Yamato?”

“Either very shy or very guarded,” he said with a laugh. “Taichi is still all over them.”

“And you’re not?” Mimi asked, smiling.

Yamato smirked. “Takeru can handle himself. Even if this is his first relationship.”

“Everyone knows Takeru and Hikari would be endgame,” Mimi said with a giggle.

“And Taichi and Sora, too,” Gabumon added.

“Yamato, didn’t Sora have a crush on you before? Mimi said that she gave you something special for Christmas one time. What happened?”

“Palmon!” Mimi chided.

Yamato sighed. “I’ve only told Taichi what happened.”

“I’m sorry,” Palmon said, bowing her head. “I was just very curious now that the topic came up.”

“I knew that Taichi had feelings for her, and I couldn’t do that to him, especially since I only ever felt feelings of friendship for Sora.”

“And Sora gradually had feelings for Taichi, too. And he didn’t even have to try too hard despite having strong feelings, correct?” Mimi grinned as Yamato nodded. “It just means they’re meant to be!”

The four talked more about their friend’s love lives. Mimi’s home was a little on the farther side so they had a lot of time to gossip.

Finally, Mimi had a mischievous look on her face. “What about you, Yamato?”

Yamato smirked. “What about you, Mimi?”

“Don’t turn this in my direction. I asked first.”

“If there’s nothing to say then it only makes sense the question goes back to you.”

“Oh please, someone like you is bound to have someone in mind.”

“There’s no one, Mimi. And again, what about you? If I remember correctly, you’ve always been a hopeless romantic.”

“I still am,” she admitted. “But my goal is different now. I want to play Cupid.”

“Don’t force it though.”

“I know the limits. Now c’mon, Yamato. Answer me.”

“There’s no one, Mimi.”

“Do I have to play Cupid?”

“If it’s with you then I don’t mind.” A smirk on his face.

“I’m serious!”

“Oh look, we’re here.”

Mimi looked up and sighed when she saw the building she lived in. “Okay, fine. But you owe me an answer, Ishida.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He rolled his eyes, but a smirk appeared on his face. “It’s time to go, Tachikawa. It’s getting late. Too late.”

“Will you bring the car back to Sora’s?”

“Yes. And then Gabumon and I will walk home.”

Mimi smiled. “Okay. Thanks for the ride.” She turned to the back seat as Palmon went down. “Goodnight, Gabumon.”

Yamato raised an eyebrow.

“I’ll say goodnight to you if you give me an answer.”

“The gas is running,” Yamato said, looking at the meter. “Goodnight, Mimi. Goodnight, Palmon.”

“Goodnight, Yamato,” Palmon said with a wave.

Mimi chuckled. “Okay. Goodnight, Yamato. Goodnight again, Gabumon.”

“Goodnight, Mimi. Goodnight, Palmon,” Gabumon said.

Yamato looked at her and smiled. “G’night.”

Mimi smiled once again and closed the door.

Once Yamato saw that the two had gone inside the building safely, he drove away.

“Yamato,” Gabumon said.

“Yeah?”

“You were flirting with Mimi, weren’t you?”

Yamato choked. “Flirting? Me? I wouldn’t say so.”

“You were.”

“I was not.”

“You even said—.”

“Gabumon,” Yamato said in a warning tone. This only made his digimon laugh. “Gabumon!”

“You won’t admit it, but you were!”

Yamato sighed. “You’re not letting this go, are you?” Gabumon shook his head. “Just don’t mention it to anyone. And no, I was not flirting.”

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macalo-veloce · 2 years ago

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Der erste richtige Post gilt der Jack Jeanne Bronze Edition. Ich habe sie über Amazon Japan bestellt. Da Sui Ishida die wunderschönen Charakter Designs liefert (sowie Illustrationen), war es ein persönlicher Pflicht Kauf für mich. Dabei enthalten ist natürlich das Switch Spiel an sich, ein 80 seitiges Artbook, ein Acrylaufsteller, fünf Metall Pins sowie ein Stofftuch welches ich als Hintergrund verwendet habe. Ich bin sehr glücklich sie endlich zu haben! qwq Leider habe ich noch keine Zeit gefunden es zu spielen, werde aber ein Update geben wenn es soweit ist.

Ich habe noch ein Foto einer Seite aus dem Artbook hochgeladen. Ich bestaune immer wieder Sui Ishidas Zeichenkunst. Ahhhh ich bin einfach so happy!

#jack jeanne #nintendo switch #collection #video games

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ishida-edition · 2 years ago

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Feel free to send an ask or two

50 Questions to Ask About Your OC

had some help from some friends to make up fifty pretty in-depth questions to get to know your OCs better! feel free to reblog this as an ask game or use it to develop your own crew

1. Are they happy with their body? 2. Do they have any secret piercings or tattoos? 3. Do they collect anything? 4. What is their favorite music genre? 5. What music genre, if any, do they hate the most? 6. What is their phone background/lock screen? 7. What is their shoe size? 8. Do they have a favorite fabric or texture? 9. Do they have a favorite professional sport? 10. How do they decorate their living space? 11. Are they messy, or do they clean up? 12. What’s their preferred sleeping position? 13. Did they have a favorite comfort item as a child? 14. Do they have a favorite period in history? 15. Can they cook? What’s their favorite thing to make? 16. What food do they hate eating? 17. Do they have any allergies? 18. What was their worst injury? 19. What movie is most likely to make them cry? 20. What movie or book could they watch/read a hundred times and never get tired of? 21. Can they dance? Do they like to? 22. What was their favorite birthday gift? 23. Which birthday do they look back on the most fondly? 24. What kind of cake or birthday treat would they prefer? 25. What is their favorite animal? 26. Do they wear perfume/cologne? What is their favorite scent? 27. What smell do they hate the most? 28. What sound do they hate the most? 29. What video game would appeal to them the best? 30. How would they relax on a day off/rainy day? 31. Are they combative? What is their fighting style? 32. Would they be the one to start an argument? 33. What is their personal style? Favorite outfit? 34. Do they have a dream job? 35. What do they do if they can’t fall asleep? 36. Do they wear makeup regularly? If they don’t, would they consider wearing any? 37. Do they prefer to be really cold or really warm? 38. What recurring dream do they keep having? 39. Can they drive? What vehicles are they licensed to operate? 40. Do they believe in true love? Have they experienced it? 41. Are they married? Do they want to be? 42. If they have siblings, do they like any of them? Would they rather be an only child? 43. What do they think is their worst quality? What is their actual worst quality? 44. Do they lie often? Are they good at it? 45. Are they good at keeping secrets? 46. How do others see them? How accurate is it to how they really are? 47. What kind of first impression do they usually make? 48. What are they most afraid of? 49. Would they ever kill anybody? 50. Do they have original characters of their own?

#ask meme #original characters #ishida edition au #reika ishida #Mothi #kaname date #kaname date but make him coffee shop au

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theinsanecrayonbox · 2 years ago

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i wasn’t gonna play this game, but...

#ticket to barbie movie meme #Victor Creed #Sabretooth #arkady rossovich #omega red #neena thurman #domino #Yuriko Ishida #lady deathstrike #bellona kinney #belle on weapon x-force au #packverse #my edit

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hinagamoizaf · 3 years ago

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Chapter 4: My evergreen valentine She moves the same way stars dance in the night

An extract: (The witch’s hour) The flickering of the candlelight is reflected in the window, my eyes travel until I meet my own. Dancing behind me, the Princess hums, and behind her, the soft light of the lanterns paints the windows. In our reflection, her figure appears petite and her dress sways elegantly. The Princess dances on her toes, securing her balance, and then letting it drop when she exhales a breath. When she moves, a cluster of stardust is found in place of her shadow. Spinning on her heel, she slows down her pace, and finally, our eyes meet. Albeit, in our reflection. “Lonely?” she inquires, shifting her weight from foot to foot. “Just tired,” I loosen my tie, “Had a lot to drink tonight.” “It’s not polite to lie to a lady,” she can see right through me. “When you find one, remind me not to do it again,” I bite my tongue, but she’s already made her way towards me, warm hands holding onto mine. “We didn’t have time to dance at the ball,” the Princess pulls me to my feet, her tone soft and kind, “I was waiting for you to ask me.” “My sincere apologies, Your Highness,” I can wear my heart on my sleeve when I’m with her, “Ever since I was a little boy, I was told to look out for you.” “You can still do that,” one of her hands is tucked in nicely into mine, the other rests on my shoulder, “And you can do it up close. Right by my side,even.” “Then shall we?” I allow my other hand to land on her waist, and we guide each other through our own ball. Her smiles are powdered with sweetness, reserved for secret viewings. I lead her with a spring in each step, allowing my own fostered flames to travel through my skin and carry her where our hands meet. The silence fills itself but it’s not unwanted, what we have is serene, and the lack of verbal communication is no flaw. She can understand me as perfectly as angels fit in heaven; and with her I can express myself as naturally as winter lakes are thawed by spring’s touch. “Lord Ishida,” the Princess softly calls me, but even the barrier between us isn’t pulling me out of this dream. “Yes,Your Highness?” I force myself to say, padding it out with the affection I hold for her. “Thank you for being by my side,” her hand slips towards my chest, “Thank you for accompanying me.” “The pleasure’s all mine,” I lean forward and lower my head, my lips parted near her crown, “You know I would accompany you to the other end of the world, and safely take you home.” “...then take me home now, Count Ishida.” My eyes widen and I pull back. Holding me in place is the one who looks and sounds like the Princess,but it isn’t her. In place of her dark sapphire gown and mask, this person dons clothing that has been marked with celestial markings and skulls. The fabric and cut are nothing I’ve ever seen on Princess Hikari,but it fits like a glove on her . I frantically look over my shoulder, eyes fleeting to the window. She’s there,reflected in her foreign clothes,but her physique and even her spirit I feel hold an uncanny resemblance to the Princess. But me? I’m not reflected back in the mirror,and the horror starts to twist the core of my being. She takes a step closer, and I stumble back, my hand slipping out of hers. “I said take me home,Count Ishida,” she now pleads, desperation in her eyes. “You’re not the Princess…,” I manage to croak out,and she looks like I’ve betrayed her. “But you’re not.” “Am I not Hikari?” “You’re not the Princess Hikari.” “And are you not Yamato ?” The ghost of that night visits my mind, haunting me. She takes a step back. “I’m sorry, Count Ishida, I shouldn’t have called you-” “No,” I beg, ready to get on my knees, “You can call me that. As many times as you want. Please , say that again.” All this time,her other hand was still resting on my chest, never once dropping. I clutch onto it, hoping it will show me the way. “...Lord Ishida?” I feel like I’ve fallen through the floor over and over again, until I return to this candlelit guestroom with Princess Hikari. “Lord Ishida,” she repeats, reminding me what we are to each other, “What happened?” I squeeze her hand, then return it to her side, patting it. I settle back in my chair, not daring to glance at the window. I release a breath, clawing onto my front as the wine lingers on my breath. “My sincere apologies, Your Highness. I simply had too much to drink and was careless.” Whoever that was, it wasn’t the Princess. Whoever Count Ishida is, he’s not me. I muster up the will to look at her. With all the candles burning under this room and the stars shining outside combined, none could rival her as a beacon of light. “May I sit with you before bed?” We didn’t get much sleep after the hour had passed the witch’s call .

#Yamakari #Hikari x Yamato #Yakari #Yamato x Hikari #Digimon Last Evolution #Digimon Last Evolution Kizuna #Royalty AU #Spring Edit #Hikari Yagami #Yamato Ishida #Archive of our own #AO3 update #Read on AO3 #AO3 writer #Royalty Fanfic #Digimon fic #Matt Ishida #Kari Kamiya #Hinaga Moizaf

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ishida-edition · 1 year ago

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#aitsf #reika ishida #ishida edition au #mothi #kaname date but make him coffee shop au #ishida edition shitposts #ai the somnium files #iris sagan #ota matsushita

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alexkamiya · 5 years ago

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It’s for a fanfic I’m making the cover yes

I also the know which one to choose- HELP

HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE it’s angst and sad as fuck-

I’m gonna give a spoiler

No alcohol or anything like that is in here

But they do argue and cuss a lot

ALL IM SAYING EVERYTHING ELSE IS A BUG NO NO

#digimon #please dont steal #yamato ishida #taichi yagami #for a fanfic #yamachi #taiyama #yamatai #taito #not my art #my idea #idea #au #covers #my covers #edits #my edits #help me choose #yaoi

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vampirewalterskinner · 7 years ago

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An edit for that one au I made. Probably watching TV and something dramatic happened and the boys are overreacting except for Grimm who saw it coming a mile away. Don’t look at it for too long or else you’ll see how bad it is lmao I wanted to try putting designs on their clothes for once bc just coloring it was getting boring.

#ichigo kurosaki #ishida uryuu #grimmjow jaegerjaquez #grimmichi #ichiishi #grimmishi #grimmichiishi #bleach #edits #my edits #my post #my au

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foxlike-ffxiv · 7 years ago

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FFXIV - Quaintrelle’s Set - with Kitsuno Ishida A quick edit and color of the quaintrelle set. Many, many thanks to @dreadwyrms , @falconsgaze , @mihookochi & @winterinmyveins for helping me get the whole thing together! The little princess is ready to blossom in fashion! :D

#final fantasy #ffxiv #ff14 #quaintrelle's dress #au ra #raen #kitsuno ishida #screencaps #my screencaps #my edits

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mickules · 4 years ago

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!!New Challenger Approaches!!

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from [this ask] and subsequent accidental 'Parent Trap AU'

Meanwhile, in detention:

Mondo has an eye for detail when it counts

[I've explained what the hell Ultimate Devil's Advocate is supposed to mean under the cut cos it got a little wordy; along with a bunch of Taka/Ishida twin asks!]

(edit: some more [asks] about this au)

Alright - so hear me out; this might get a little esoteric (and probably really pretentious, feel free to drag me for that)

The main thought was something that was in direct opposition to Taka's 'Moral Compass' (which itself doesn't really have a concrete meaning); something rebellious and tempestuous, that still came from a place of hard work- not just pure talent.

And since Taka often sides with societal expectation and the authorities; perhaps someone who challenges them, and exposes the flaws in the system.

Then, the idea was that perhaps Ishida advocates on behalf of those who can't, speaks up and challenges the power structures on their behalf, through any means at his disposal, rather than blindly rebel like Mondo might; utilising Taka's sense of righteousness.

A Devil's Advocate is someone who takes the opposite stance, arguing an unpopular position to provoke debate, and as such could find themselves naturally in opposition to A Moral Compass who places his faith in the more widely accepted rules and regulations, established by the authorities. And if Ishida's position proves to be untenable, by his challenging someone's ideals, they can strengthen their own position and tighten their resolve.

Plus, linguistically, the DEVIL'S advocate contrasts nicely with the MORAL compass.

Ishida was raised with his maternal family - a Togami like business conglomerate, and he was expected to become an asset to them. Through years of being exposed to corporate double speak and two faced business deals Ishida taught himself to unravel the threads of someone's intentions from their actual words, developing extremely strong debating abilities but also an intense dislike of the machinations of whole system and how it was built on deceit and profiteering (not unlike the behaviour of Toranosuke). He worked hard to sharpen his skills and used them to expose the lies and loopholes that the system was built around, in direct opposition of his maternal grandfather, and earning enemies in high places, but also allies in surprising ones.

Taka finds comfort in rules, Mondo needs to break them, but Ishida wants to dismantle them.

There were some fab suggestions for Ishida's ultimate:

@ladymage @yaysof11037 @honestlyboringperson

I liked the suggestions of Ishida working in conjunction with Taka, like where he protects him, or even where he's a direct threat to him - and I thought what could encompass both of these was something that took Taka to task, by challenging his preconceptions, much how Mondo did when they actually connected. Having someone confront you on your beliefs can be arduous but could leave you stronger for it - either strengthening your values, or confronting your flaws. Much like how the Leader of the Opposition is supposed to confront the Prime Minister. Chaos or Vigilante are a really cool angles too, as were the more physical talents which definitely leaned into the aggressive 'Mondo' side. Ishida is not afraid to get his hands dirty in his quest to stand opposed to the powers that be, no stranger to resorting to violence if necessary to be heard. (I wanted him to be colourful and flashy as well rather than using just darker colours like Mondo, another inverse of Taka's strict need to conform, a bright Hannya graphic T in reference to his talent and a construction helmet and shinai for when he has to fight his way out)

Ishida just strolling in, casual as you like, as the very picture of Taka having an absolute breakdown and just being floored by all the very genuine heartfelt care that the class shows him. Taka meanwhile, giving out detentions, having NO IDEA the class think he has completely cracked and are desperately trying to get Mikan to fix him.

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It would be WILD foremost because seeing Taka and Ishida interact would give the class another more human perspective of the 'Hardass', just like with Mondo, especially since Ishida LOVES to share little titbits that embarrass Taka (although nothing actually hurtful: just things like Taka dying his hair in an effort to soften his intense appearance and it in fact having absolutely no effect at all)

Ishida is more like Taka then they expect; he seems the polar opposite being socially savvy, casual in dress and speech and an iconoclast, but he is also exceedingly passionate (and with that LOUD), feels a sense of responsibility to those around him and is surprisingly studious. Although not in aid of his schooling; he studies excessively in order to have plenty of ammunition against people who would patronise, dismiss or lie to him. It takes a while to realise that the twins get along famously because every conversation they have seems to be a screaming argument, but in reality they thrive off the competition and debate, as exhausting as it can be for those around them.

At first glance, he comes across as aggressive and volatile, and though he does have a temper and won't shy away from violence, he plays up his 'delinquent' tendencies so that people will underestimate him. He can read a room well, and will adjust his attitude to match: being loud and boisterous with say Taka or Hina, but being quieter and calmer with the shyer members of the class. He doesn't want to be seen as a bully, so he won't start conflict with people who he thinks won't handle it well (his assessments are usually pretty good, but he can be arrogant at times) He ADORES debating with Togami for example, even if he hates him as a person, cos he loves the challenge of getting a rise out of him, and Togami won't turn down an opportunity to 'best a lesser' Conversely, he likes Hiro as a person, but HATES any conversation topic he brings up because: "ALIENS AREN'T REAL HIRO!!" It takes the longest for Mondo and Ishida to warm up to one another. Not least because of a spark of anxiety Ishida gets from Taka having friends outside of him, but also because Mondo does not do well with his biker gang rhetoric being challenged. It takes time, maturity and mellowing but they do end up very close, having far more in common than not. (Taka is thrilled by this development)

@chinchillasinunison if this is true than the hideous colour pallet of the school is a greater evil than any of her bloody war crimes. I'm gonna put blame for how long this comic took me to finish SQUARLY on Junko's terrible design sense. (But also my laptop came up with the trick of overheating when being charged if it was turned on, so that slowed me to a CRAWL lemme tell you)

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beermanoftana · 2 years ago

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that’s not a pure word

header by @/earlgreymon

a super late gift for @sincerelytan!!!

this is so exciting for me because this has been in the works for a long time but i FINALLY got around to finishing it even though it’s a little short. i feel it’s because the ending never really got to me? so i re-did it a few times and i finally found the right groove. i hope you like it!!

Yamato and Mimi had just finished preparing Satoshi’s birthday dinner. He cooked the food and she baked the cake. It was just a simple party, just the three of them for now. Or four counting the baby inside Mimi. Satoshi liked to count them in already.

“Happy birthday, Satoshi-kun,” Mimi greeted as she brought out the cake. There were five small blue candlesticks on it and as soon as she placed it on the table, her son blew them all out with a single whoosh. “You haven’t even made your wish!” she gasped.

“I’ve already made my wish,” Satoshi said with a huge grin. “But I’m not going to tell you,” he added in a sing-song voice.

“You’re keeping secrets from us now?” Yamato asked, his voice steady, but he tried his best to hide the tiny smile he had on his face.

Satoshi giggled. “Only my wishes.”

“How can we make your wish happen if we don’t know about it,” Mimi asked teasingly.

“Tenma-onii-chan said that you should never tell your birthday wishes. I should only tell Tenma-oii-chan and Akihito-onii-chan.” Satoshi crossed his arms and nodded.

Yamato sighed. “Such a Takeru thing to do.”

Mimi laughed. “Next thing you know, Michiru-chan is acting like Hikari.”

“Mama,” Satoshi called, “do you think the baby will be a girl?”

Mimi tilted her head a little. “We haven’t asked the doctor,” she admitted. “We kind of want it to be a surprise.”

“Why? How will you pick out his or her name?”

“We have names ready,” Yamato answered. “But we want this to be a surprise this time.”

“But why?”

Yamato and Mimi looked at each other. “No reason, really,” Yamato said. “That’s just the way we want it to be.”

Satoshi frowned. “I wished for a baby sister.”

Mimi smiled. “Let’s hope the baby is a baby sister then.”

“But what if the baby is a boy?”

Yamato crouched to his level. “Will you not love him?”

Satoshi shook his head. “I will, but I want a baby sister like Chiru-chiru-chan.”

“Girl or boy, you’ll be the best big brother ever.” Yamato patted his head and grinned. “You take after me after all!”

Days later, Mimi and Satoshi were out shopping. They were going on a short holiday during the summer and Yamato wanted them to buy clothes while the season was still far. Mimi laughed and said that they did not have to worry. Yamato argued about the crowd.

As Mimi looked around, Satoshi was happily trotting beside her. She had bought him a new, small basketball set. While the headboard and net were in the cart, he was holding the ball. He was dribbling carefully but at some point, the ball rolled a little further. Luckily, there were not many people and he knew he could follow and get it without getting separated from his mother.

“Shit.” He quickened his pace and caught the ball before returning to the side of his mother. “I got it back.”

“What did you just say?” Mimi asked. Satoshi could not tell what was wrong with what he said.

“I got it back,” he repeated.

“No the–no, never mind. Just don’t say that again.” Mimi shook her head.

“I got it back?” he asked once more.

Mimi stopped in her tracks and bent down. “Shit. Don’t say that word ever again.”

“But Papa says it all the time when something falls,” he defended.

Mimi sighed. “He’s sleeping on the couch tonight,” she murmured.

“Why?”

His mother pursed her lips. “I’m going to talk to Papa, okay? But whatever happens. You do not say that word again, okay? Ever. You got that?”

Satoshi nodded. “Okay.”

Later that day, Satoshi was playing with the basketball set in his room when he heard his mother raise her voice. He could not make out what she was saying but he knew she was mad at his father. He wondered why that single word broke into an argument.

Night came and he was thirsty. He got up from bed and headed for the kitchen to grab a glass of water. As he entered the kitchen, he saw his father lying on the couch, a blanket covering his body. He walked over to the sleeping man and nudged him awake.

“Papa.”

Yamato opened his eyes and turned to look at him. “Why are you still up?”

“I was thirsty,” he said. “Why are you sleeping on the couch?”

Yamato grinned. “I made Mama angry.”

“Is it because of that word I said?”

“The one you’re not allowed to say?”

He nodded.

“Maybe.” Yamato twisted his body. “Do you want to sleep beside me tonight?”

Satoshi smiled. Yamato threw the covers up and the young boy climbed up. Once settled, Yamato fixed the blanket and hugged his son tight.

“Goodnight, Papa.”

“Goodnight, Satoshi-kun.”

Months later, Yamato and Satoshi entered the room. Satoshi begged his father to tell him if the newborn was a baby sister or brother. Although he really wanted a baby sister, he would still love his baby brother with all his heart and more. “Girl or boy?” he asked again.

Yamato shook his head. “I’m not going to tell you.”

“Satoshi-kun, come here, meet your baby sibling!” Mimi had a huge grin on her face, the baby in her arms.

“What’s a sibling?” he asked, looking up at his father.

“A brother or a sister, a general term,” Yamato replied.

Satoshi did not know what “general term” meant but he understood through the first part that a sibling is either a brother or sister or both. “That’s smart,” he said.

Yamato hauled Satoshi up to the bed and the brunette little boy excitedly crawled up to his mother and looked at the baby. The baby was sleeping and had blonde hair like his dad. He tilted his head from side to side, not sure if the baby was a brother or sister. He looked up at his smiling mother and asked, “I don’t know.”

“What did you want to name your baby sister?” she asked.

“Kiyo,” he said right away. “It means purity, doesn’t it? Akihito-onii-chan told me what purity means.”

“I hope it isn’t the other meaning,” Yamato muttered under his breath. But Satoshi did not understand what he meant.

“Kiyo,” Mimi said. “What do you think, Yamato?”

“I think it’s perfect,” he replied, patting his son’s head. “Better than any name we thought of.”

Mimi brought her arm forward. “Satoshi-kun, meet Kiyo.”

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