#kitsune test result

[t-tomuras]

✺ ─── • 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬

Pairing: Kitsune!Katsuki Bakugou x F!Neko!reader

Wordcount: 3.2k

Warnings: Kinda lore heavy, katsuki and reader are animal spirits with ears + tails, clawing, pinning, taunting, blood, biting, creampie.

Notes: Silly little rewrite I did since I've made some headway with my companion piece featuring Tomura. Fun little AU I share with @katsukikitten inspired by @m-ete0ra's amazing Kitsune Katsuki art!

You’d seen the fires before, nothing created by man ever licked into the night sky quite as high or burned as hot even from miles away. You could be on the other side of the mountain, far from the flames and still know its source by smell alone; you knew well what now scorched your lands was foxfire.

Able to do nothing but lounge in the perch of your tree as you watch the choking smoke plume and singeing cinders blot out your view of the full moon and glittering stars as if whatever vendetta the wrathful fox spirit currently held that resulted in the havoc he wrought took precedence. It makes you snarl, deadly elongated canines glinting in the lowlight as mighty trees that stood the test of time now cracks, splinters and tips from both the blaze and the spirit destructively flitting about the forest floor below.

Watching with a look of utter disdain over all the desolation the spirit, what the humans foolishly revered as gods, caused. Yet still the Mountain God himself favored them over your kind simply because the Nekomata refused to appease the humans that encroached on their lands like the kitsunes did. Using mortals as what they truly were and should’ve always remained: prey. 

Tails of pristine fur compared to the neko’s thinner variation, sharing the same feline gaze but somehow only Kitsunes were favorable while the yokai’s were deemed ominous and menacing. The fox spirits, favored only for the beguiling sense of wonder they evoked in the simple minded creatures, rescued the wretched species from a lower station on the food chain. Tales soon spun that painted them as saviors and holier beings and their praises sung while the nekomata’s reputation devolved into scary stories used to instill obedience in naughty children; your kind driven into the shadows and yet still you thrived. 

You, alongside a democratically elected King of the Yokai’s as well as a few other formidable Nekomata, held the power to disrupt the unbalanced ‘natural order’. The king and yourself personally harbor the capability of resurrection, the ability to restore a life as easily as you could take it if you saw it fit. 

And yet, still the world in which you inhabit find a way to demonize you, neither the insolent humans nor the Mountain God were ever satisfied with the feats in which your kind can accomplish. Proclaiming the act part of the dark arts and condemning the practice, only worsening the view and casting longer shadows for your people to stand in. 

Would it be so unspeakable if the Kitsune’s found themselves capable of that gift? Would it still be labeled necromancy unjustly and criminalized? You’re certain the answer would be yet another favorable outcome for your sister race.

Insufferable, infuriating. 

Your fury only grows as you continue to watch the destructive rampage, knowing well that there could be only one culprit with the strength to cause calamity of this magnitude so suddenly; understanding easily that only a ninetails could accomplish such a feat and only one hails from this region, Katsuki Bakugou. If you listen closely enough, you’re almost positive you could hear his maniacal laughter and guttural growls echoing through the night as he finds joy in his tirade that bleeds from his territory into yours. Keen eyes watching from your perch until the flames finally breach the imaginary line that separated his kind’s turf from your own before you pounce. 

Descending from the highest treetop with precision from branch to branch, sleek tail curling and tilting to aid in your venture. It’s easy to find him, even without the heady scent of burning caramel he always exuded, with a path of destruction that leads you right to Katsuki. 

He’s chasing some other poor yokai labeled as evil in nature and an enemy to humanity, a defenseless tengu, fortunately for Katsuki. You already weren’t feeling particularly hospitable with his invasion on your lands but your mood would’ve only stoked into a murderous rage instead of the current ruminating resentment if it were one of your own people. 

You land gracefully atop a sturdy branch as you stop just short of four hundred yards of Katsuki, finding a decent vantage point on a branch in a tree safe from his spreading fire to leisurely observe his actions with increasing contempt from the high ground. It’s funny, would the weak little humans still find spirits like Katsuki so ethereal if they saw the ferocity in which he pursued his prey and towered over the lifeless body before he let it be consumed by his foxfire, reducing it to ash as if to remove the possibility of evidence? 

“You must be bored,” you finally call in a mocking tone, bleeding into playful as you watch Katsuki glance around for the source, “all of this carnage for a lowly tengu? Or are ninetails actually just weak?” Your voice echoes around the open clearing, joining the cacophony of carnage as it dances around for the added effect of coming from all directions. Cat smiling spreading on plush lips before you laugh at the slight bristle to the fur of his tails and the way he hunches into an offensive position despite not knowing your location. 

Yet. 

Katsuki’s ears flick wildly but his back remains to you, cautious not to give away that he’s trying to pinpoint your location but you’re smart. You know better than to taunt your targets from a stationary point when you intended to attack. 

Smile on your lips tugging further into a full cheshire grin to twist pretty features as you gracefully circled Katsuki from the high ground. Quietly darting from branch to branch in the surrounding trees, burning or otherwise.  

“Found it along my way,” haughtiness bleeding into the rumbling grown of his voice as his spine straightens in feigned nonchalance, “recognized its nasty scent as the one that stole from my kin.” 

Dazzling bromine attempts to track your practiced erratic movements, watching for any leaf that flutters hastily to the ground and listening for the slightest groan of tree bark that’s even moderately a pitch different to the others that burn under his fire.

“But you smell like something else I’ve been lookin for.” 

Katsuki crouches low on his haunches, shoulders creeping high as his tails of a beautiful gradient of off white and toasted gold fur swirl and sway like the flames that rage in the underbrush around you. The hair on your nape stands on end as bromine hues begin to glow brighter and you recognize the beginnings of a casting, your own feline-like pupils constricting with intent and from the dazzling blaze before you finally pounce. Sharp claws gouging flesh from his sculpted back first, finding purchase in his shoulder blades as you toppled Katsuki to the ground from the force. Your teeth sink deep into the toned flesh of his trapezium muscle next, bidding deep mauve to weep from the wound and down your chin as you bite harder, guttural growl rumbling in Katsuki’s chest. 

“Funny,” your taunt slightly muffled around his flesh, “I thought you gods only bled gold?”

He snarls at that, the vibrations of his pain and rage reverberate against your own sternum as you release your hold a moment later to go for his jugular; but, Katsuki’s quick to recover, staggering to all fours then propelling back to slam your back into the rough bark of a tree behind you. Your hold releases from the force, gasping in a desperate bid to fill your lungs with air in a steady rhythm once more but that moment is all Katsuki needs in order to seize the upper hands. Gives Katsuki enough time to grab at the pretty kimono you wear, certainly stolen from a poor human that strayed too far into the wrong woods of the mountain. 

He fists the delicate material so harshly you can hear it rip as you’re wrenched over his shoulder, back slammed flat into contrastingly frigid solid earth. The base of your skull colliding first and so suddenly you’re unable to guard before the impact, disoriented easily as Katsuki climbs on top of you and pins you down by your hips and shoulders with all of his weight. 

Snarling victoriously and gnashing his teeth tauntingly as he crowds your space, making you thrash even more wildly than you would by simply being pinned with the unwelcome proximity. Writhing just enough for your knee to come up and connect with the sensitive tissue dangling unprotected between meaty thighs that makes Katsuki growl again.

Though he doesn’t buckle the way most others do, you should’ve expected enough of him and his infamous nature. Grunting as he pushes your head into the ground with his palm and impresses more of his weight to secure you properly. Bakugou palms your face then, tilting it upwards to give him clear access to your throat with the intention of ripping out your windpipe in one fell swoop. 

Panic threatens to seize your lungs, your claws desperately dig into Katsuki’s skin but he pays the pain no mind, going for the kill only to stall with his dripping maw almost enveloping your throat. Glowing bromine widening and burning brighter as he retracts just enough to press his nose against your pulse point, earning a surprised yelp from you that makes saliva gather on his tongue. Worsening to the point it drips from the corners of his lips with the scent that clouds Katsuki’s senses. 

Usually overpowering notes of ash and poison that naturally comes with dabbling in the dark arts are successful in masking the individual scent of each demon but that doesn’t seem to be the case with you.

The ominous scent is greatly overshadowed by the overwhelmingly pleasant notes of orchids and berries that linger on your skin even despite the smell of burning wood that chokes the atmosphere. An intoxicatingly sweet mix that has Katsuki inhaling deeply again, finding your wrists to grasp with a bruising strength in one hot palm in a subtle threat of foxfire as he pins them to the ground above you. Splaying you out beneath him as he shifts, pressing his thicker shins into your own to effectively immobilize you despite your thrashing before placing his free hand at your ribs. Pads of his fingers digging into your flesh with a bruising strength as the points of his sharp nails just graze puncturing the delicate meat in warning to keep still.

He chastises himself even as he drinks in the smell of you, reminding himself that you’re a demon and he has a duty to put you down and yet he can’t. Drunk on everything happening in this moment, ignoring how you hiss at him threateningly but not how you buck your hips into him. You hope to cast him away, even with the difference of strength, it’s your center of gravity, you should have the advantage but he uses his weight and build to his own, snarling long and low until you reluctantly settle.

Katsuki takes it as a submission, and with each deep inhale of you, his nose glued to the column of your throat that begs for him to run the flat of his tongue up the expanse of it, he feels slightly deluded into thinking it’s also a reciprocation of interest.

The more rational side of his brain, quieter now as he loses himself to lust, reasons this has to be some cheap spell he’s never encountered before but he can’t bring himself to care. Doesn’t really feel the need to break himself of its hold, at least not before he satiates the carnal desire bubbling in his gut, roaring in his veins and threatening to consume him the way his foxfire engulfs the forest around them. 

He shakes the distracting line of thought away, fully devoting himself to this moment and his desire as he tightens his hold on your wrists so the other can slide from your ribs, down your waist and push your pelvis into the ground. Thick and calloused thumb digging into the fat of your hip as he does and he succeeds in pulling a pretty whine from you that makes his cock stir against your mound. He releases a shaky breath, lips parted for the humid puff to dampen the skin of your throat and send a pleasant tremble down your spine. Lips resting at the curve of your shoulder before his tongue laps up your throat, forcing you to tilt your chin upwards with the movement and give him more access, crimson hues threatening to roll at the slightly salty taste of your flesh on his tongue. 

Katsuki has to swallow thickly, hum rumbling in his throat as he adjusts his body so his hips slot between plush and powerful thighs to grind his cock against your barely covered cunt. Your legs almost instinctively spread further to feel the delicious friction at your burning core even though your mind screams to fight back, that now is the perfect opportunity to free yourself. That he’s still a fox, a wretched spirit that believes themselves a god, a man who’s heart you should steal and bring back to the king as a spoil of war while Katsuki’s distracted but you don’t. 

You can’t.

Almost purring along with him as his hot palm paws at the fullness of your chest, thick digits a ghosting tease over pebbled nipples, torso nearly exposed from the way he’d manhandled you earlier and he forces your back into a slight arch from his nosing alone. 

Another deep breath from him, inhaling you once more as your own lips part around a silent moan as Katsuki’s face presses against your jugular but you don’t feel threatened in the slightest, “yer not who I’m lookin for.” 

You weren’t sure what you were expecting but it wasn’t Katsuki’s sudden and altogether withdrawal from you. Soothing weight against your body is gone all at once, already on his feet and palming at his hard cock as he leaves it neglected while you sit up on your forearms, working to regain your senses quickly before Katsuki is able to leave.

And you react violently the moment you do, as you should. Ears flattened against your skull and teeth bared at the ninetails as he swipes at the drying blood you’d drawn from him earlier, already thinking of how he’ll explain to the village healer just how exactly he’d gotten such deep wounds for her to mend. 

But there’s a smirk on his face as he crouches low enough to grab at you from your underarms, gravely voice settling deep into your bones and (regretfully, for you) straight to your throbbing clit, “but you might be now.”

Your eyes widen as he lifts you, pressing you to his body as your back connects with the tree trunk he’d slammed you against earlier. Katsuki paws roughly, fingers digging harshly into the meat of your under thighs just below the curve of your ass, urging them to hook over his hips. Lips melding with yours in a bruising kiss before you can spit venom at him, prefer a less verbal sort of tongue lashing from you while he fumbles at the obi of his Yukata, pushing the material back enough to free his aching cock without leaving him fully bare.

Pushing at the already open neck of your kimono to finally expose your chest before he shoves at the intricately layered obi to peel away the layers that hides away your weeping slit, slotting his length between your folds with a throaty groan at the feel when he’s revealed a satisfying amount of your body to him. Tongue swiping over yours, rutting into you slowly to coat himself in your slick while the fat tip kisses your clit with each drag that has you mewling sweetly for him. Rewarding Katsuki with wanton moans to swallow greedily, repeating the action almost cruelly slow, just enough to draw more pretty sounds from you but not enough to deliver you sweet rapture until he catches at your fluttering entrance. 

He pushes in slowly when he does, the gradual stretch so delicious your eyes roll and you reach between your body’s to grasp at the girthy base as if you want to push him in quicker. It makes Katsuki chuckle against your lips, ducking to your throat to hear your mewls uninhibited as he marks you with a gentler touch as he sees fit. 

As gentle as a man like him can be, anyway. Sharp canines scraping against this skin, raising the flesh in his wake before leaving deep punctures to lap at the blood he draws with a low hum.

You’ll regret allowing this later, you know, sure to sneer at your reflection but for now you moan unabashedly as you both find a satisfying rhythm. Eager to reach euphoria even if it was with a creature you were predisposed to loathe. 

But those were the best kinds of highs, the things you shouldn’t partake in nor enjoy. Sinking your claws into his shoulders when Katsuki nudges at that spongy patch within you just right while you keen. He’s quick to take cues, especially with the way your cunt squeezes him tightly, groaning in turn, claws digging into the tree bark with a ferocious grip as he fleetingly tries to subdue his climax while yours washes over you in pleasant waves.

Teeth grit as he feels the coil tighten in his abdomen, driving into you with precision until you’re careening over the edge so soon after your first one with a cry of his name. Head lolled back for him to freely nip at your throat, sucking another mark right at your pulse point. Drinking in the inebriating mixture of your natural scent, burning pine and the sheen of sweat that clings to both of your bodies as you cream around him. 

Thrusting into you with a renewed vigor when you slacken against him, desperate for his own euphoria after relishing your own. Running his tongue along his canines, gripping tightly at your hips while you can only helplessly take what he has to offer. His jaw hangs agape the closer he teeters on the edge, sac tightening when you clutch at Katsuki’s shoulders, sharp nails of your own carving out your pleasure in his flesh as you whine in such a sweet way, begging “please suki, please.” 

As if your only need is for him to fill you so full his seed will leak around his spent cock.

Grunting in a near animalistic way as he hurtles towards his demise, sinking his teeth into your shoulder when he reaches his peak, groaning long and low against your skin like he was more than relieved. Painting velvet walls pearly white in thick spurts, hips twitching into yours until he feels the threatening sting of overstimulation. 

Allowing both of you to bask in the afterglow of your coupling as felled trees crackle soothingly in your surroundings. If you closed your eyes, if you were delusional enough anyway, you could imagine a plush mattress top caressing the skin of your back instead of biting bark and the crackling of woof sounds from a warm heart. That maybe your lover was just that and not a mortal enemy that precedes your own bloodline.

He pulls his softening cock from you, shushing your pitiful whine playfully as he tucks himself away before lowering you until you’re settled on the ground and certain you stand on mostly steady feet. 

Practicing a tenderness you didn't know the kitsunes to have as Katsuki takes the time to fix your clothing, smirk only widening as you hum in the afterglow of your orgasm tipping your chin for your hazy gaze to meet his. 

Regarding you as if he had something to say before his lips press to yours again and you melt into the contact, indulging in him for just a moment longer before Katsuki is sure to stoke another flame in you. One that will burn with the fuel of determination to have his heart in your hand before long, muttering a sultry taunt into your skin as he expects to partake in you again.  “Mountain God’s wrong, you yokai’s are good for somethin after all.”

[crissiebaby]

A Steady Stream

“Hey guys! It’s SleepyLunaHypno, back again with another Lil’ Luna stream!” said hypnosis streamer, Luna Hideri, kneeling on the floor and waving to the eyeball-shaped camera perched on the edge of their computer desk. Their heart raced as their heels sank into their padded rear, never letting them forget the fact they were currently double-diapered; a necessity considering what they were planning. “So, for tonight’s stream, we’re going to do something a little different.”

Sitting before a pair of earmuff headphones, Luna became flushed with arousal as they lifted them up and presented them for their viewers to gawk at; the spiral-painted sides filling their hypno-loving brain with horny thoughts. “Those who’ve been keeping up with me on Xwitter know I’ve been hard at work on a special secret project,” they said, increasing anticipation and viewership simultaneously. In real life, they were a shy fox who actively avoided others. But here, in the safety of their room with thousands of horny people watching their every move, they felt like a Goddess. Slipping the headphones over their ears, a lustful smirk curled across the kitsune’s face as they continued their opening monologue. “For the past two months, I’ve been hypnotizing myself Pavlov-style by listening to a pinging noise whenever I wet my diaper. And tonight, you’re going to help me test my progress.”

Unsurprisingly, the chat for Luna’s stream instantly blew up over the lascivious news, causing their watcher numbers to excel past their previous highs well before the fun had even started. This was definitely going to be their best stream yet. “Hehe! Happy to see everyone is as excited as I am!” they said, their tail wagging eagerly at the camera. “Each dollar given to my steam equals one ping in my headphones. I wonder how long it’ll take before I’m leaki–”

PING!

“W-Woah!” stuttered Luna, already receiving their first donation before they could finish their introduction. After weeks of dedicating themself through Pavlovian conditioning, part of them found it hard to believe a simple sound could cause them to lose all control. However, Mr. Ivan Pavlov’s classical hypothesis turned out to be resoundingly correct as urine gushed into the base of their inner diaper. “Holy crap! I-I actually did it! I’m really wetting myself!” Their libido was sent spiraling out of control as they fruitlessly rebelled against their body’s natural impulses.

PING! PING! PING! PING! PING!

Without warning, a large influx of monotonous dings impacted Luna’s eardrums, resulting in the grasp on their potty training further slipping away. “Oooh!” they moaned as they continued to piss themself silly with a seemingly endless amount of fluid. Stretching their neck upward to see their monitor, their eyes went wide with fear and fervor over the three-digit total they’d already amassed. Perhaps charging more than $1 per ping would’ve been wise. “I d-don’t think two diapers is gonna be enough…”

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[absurdcosmonaut]

Headcannon to counter the tails/sonic angst going around >;( I SEE YOU @0vergrowngraveyard!!!! YOU STARTED THIS DIDNT YOU!?!?!?

Tails was shot by Metal Sonic with Eggman’s newest weapon using a chaos emerald. Initially Metal thought it would tare recent through the fox, being that on testing it on other living things, the result was just that. However when the light faded the Metal hedgehog was staring right at a baby fox on the ground looking scared.

Metal Sonic had such a hard time processing this that Sonic immediately shattered the bot to nothing but scrap, (Doesn’t kill the inorganic copy due to its memory being remotely updated to the egg-cloud every hour or so) allowing the hedgehog to swipe the emerald out of the newly broken pile lying on the grass.

When Sonic runs over to the crater where the fox was standing the first thing he notices is the socks and shoes of his fox bro lying there, causing him to nearly loose himself and seek out Eggman to kill him. But just as he turns to go on the hunt to avenge his sidekick, he hears an infantile cry and finds a brown fox cub lying under the pair of socks.

Sonic gathers the pairs of shoes and socks for when his brother returns to normal, (they were his favorite hand-me-downs after all. The fox would be devastated if they were lost), but finds the cub is more elusive than he would have thought due to his small size. Realizing the little guy might not fully remember him or be scared, Sonic decides to be patient and allow the fox to come to him instead. This works far better when as soon as the fox calms down some fragment of his memory remembers his brother as the only safe place he knows and quickly attaches to him after some coaxing in the form of the mints he keeps in his quills for the kit.

The big question they have after talking with all their friends and netting professor pickle is why did the emeralds’ power do so much damage but spare the fox when it killed almost everything in it’s path when fired into anything else?

In short, the fox gets chosen by the emeralds to be a chaos user, but because he’s not a male hedgehog like shadow, sonic, or silver has to be given a new body altogether. Thus, the kit can suddenly become super when all the emeralds are near as they are now attracted to him just like Sonic when he’s experiencing strong positive or negative emotions. (See previous fics I made for @0vergrowngraveyard)

This is also where the fox’s new form comes in, being a bright blue with nine Tails (possibly meaning they turned him into a kitsune…? 0_0)while his previous color was yellow like Sonic’s when he had to use his chaos energy to go super. Now though, after the transformation his eyes gradually shift from blue to green when he ages just like Sonic. In fact, now that his friends look at him he could almost be mistaken for being Sonic’s weird kid…

And that’s what ended up happening. The emeralds turned the fox back into a cub with a newly minted chaos user’s body to finally be granted a family at the young age he deserved…

Yes, this was a long winded way of me working Dadnic into actual cannon MWAHAHAHA >;D

[aimportantdragoncollector]

For the ask game, please! Kitsune Izuku wanting parents so he kidnaps Inko and Toshinori since they look perfectly parent-shaped. (Kitsune Izuku is stronger than All Might.)

Izuku actually has a father, All Spirits in One, but he didn't show up home for a while so he got replaced.

Izuku decided he wants the dad who is "always here" because his own father is never there. He was hanging around the playground in his fox form and overheard Inko telling Mitsuki that she always wanted kids but never had them, so he decided to fulfill her wish.

All Might has had a LOT of scammers claim to have given birth to his child because he's a big celebrity. He's super-confused and initially thinks this is another paternity scam. Izuku rolls with it and fakes DNA test results with his magic. All Might buys it. Inko, who knows she was never pregnant, does not. She's mostly just confused.

All Might is determined to make up for his absence to his long-lost son. He spoils Izuku with gifts/merch and takes him along when fighting villains. (No one ever accused All Might of knowing very much about kids but fortunately Izuku can take care of himself.) All Might is a teacher at U.A. and takes Izuku to meet all the other kids.

Katsuki has a natural ability for seeing through magic and tells everyone that Izuku is a kitsune but no one believes him. Nezu believes him but pretends not to because he's determined to recruit Izuku.

Gran Torino gives All Might a long lecture for not using protection. Izuku is delighted to get a bonus grandfather.

Izuku finds out about Shouto's past and kicks Enji's ass. Since Izuku demonstrates both blue foxfire and shapeshifting abilities, he gets mistaking for Touya Todoroki. Enji is pissed that All Might adopted his son. Dabi is even more PISSED.

While All Might is sending Inko apology gifts and taking her out to dinner they end up falling in love. At that point Inko decides to just roll with it and adopt Izuku.

[heyseihai]

Not sure whether I'll manage to finish BoS someday, so let me spill the beans about the plot of future chapters, before my writing block and lack of discipline (and hope) run me over lol Some details I've already talked about, some I have not.

-Huang Hua was the responsible for bringing Seihai back.

-How? Seihai turned herself to stone, but after her 'death' we notice how Huang Hua still thinks about her, and even sees her sometimes. The thing is: when dragon-Lance breaks free from the crystal, HH medidates, then collects the fragments scattered around the room and no one knows that she's been charging them again with her own energy.

-It's not enough though, she also needs the energy of an aengel/daemon (she uses Leiftan's in secret, in order to avoid using Erika's, but well... he flees), and of a dragon. Lance's somewhere unknown, Alajea, Colaia, and Enthraa are dead, her only choice is Seihai, after all her body is still intact and because of the petrified state she wasn't not even given a fenghuang burial, she only needs to bring Seihai's soul back and guide it back to her body. Those images that Seihai saw during her petrified state were result of HH's ritual.

-In short terms, HH's sacrificed her title by disrespecting the lines between life and death (a parallel to the kitsunes who aren't appreciated for doing that either) in order to create a replica of the crystal for Eldarya's sake, that's why she's enforcing the Phoenix title to her sister, somewhat projecting into her. HH herself didn't think she would be capable of doing such ritual, but well, let's remember the weird feeling Erika had while visiting HH's mind in TO. The "omg I'm suuuuuch a good person" people are more often than not, the most dangerous and that's the idea with HH in BoS, good people are more easily corrupted in comparison to who is already labelled as a piece of crap, precisely because of how good people see themselves as better than the others. They easily fall from grace because of their pride and arrogance.

-Problem is that HH didn't realize the risks of messing with dragons. With the ritual, she'd also open some sort of portal to the souls of other dead serpents. Till now, we see two serpents in action: Corra the celtic serpent goddess (in Seihai's dream), and Coatlicue, the aztec mother goddess (when she intercedes for Leiftan). There's also, ofc, Tiamat, she appears the first time briefly when the Advisors test Seihai. Corra was more the "quiet observant" type of goddess, but Coatlicue was Leiftan-biased thanks to her own story with aengels/daemons.

-Erika however ends up corrupted because of HH's lack of trust in her and her "I won't tell you things, even if you're my friend" behavior, without realizing HH was actually trying to protect Erika. It was better to use Leiftan's energy than Erika's. That was an important part of the reason for why Leiftan didn't access his powers: his attachment to Erika, but also HH's ritual draining him.

-Tenjin kicks Erika out of the north the moment she transforms and proceeds to fight Seihai. It's part of his development here, he could have gone after Erika and dragon-Lance, but he stayed with Seihai and took care of the wounds caused by the fight. Actually his character journey could fill a post too.

-At the end, with her failure of a replica, Huang Hua tries to make up for her actions and uses her life force to keep the portal open. She remains there near the mushroom circle completely still, her aura shining brightly to give time for other faerys to come and cross the portal with them. Erika goes first to guide them on the other side and Nevra is the last one to cross. When he turns to her and ask her to come, the portal is already closing and he can't reach her anymore (it will be one of his traumas on earth btw, he will never forgive himself for not being quick enough to pull her, iho he could have saved her) and her last thought is Ewelein. From the start, HH had nothing more to lose, giving her life for Eldarya was the least of her problems.

-That's the ending I imagine for them and the same happens with seiten, they die in the north after forcing the kitsunes to cross with the royal family. But my heart is too weak for that, I want them to have a happy ending aaaa lmao

[swearwolf-does-stuff]

fuck it - my teen wolf movie fix-it

i literally just did this all day bcs of how much the movie pissed me off - this is legit just everything I would've done different if I was the one making the damn movie (written in bullet points (bcs im lazy) under the cut)

PRE MOVIE STUFF

Aight so first off, Eli (named after Derek's dear old dad) was the result of a one-stand (pre-Braeden bcs he ain’t a cheater)

Derek doesnt even know he exists till Melissa calls him to the hospital (he still w Braeden for now) but babymama got in a crash and the kid’s there- DNA test says he the babydaddy but Braeden ain’t about that,, like she respects it but she ain’t ready to settle down in a nuclear family typa situation and he ain’t holding it against her neither so it’s like an amicable parting yk? And there begins the tale of single dad!Derek (like this is right at the end of the show or wtv bcs the timeline gives me a headache)

Now if he wants to keep shit in the clear regarding the FBI when it comes to Eli’s life so he calls Stiles, Cora and Peter to form a plan to handle that shit

The only thing they come up with is kinda turning him in (Peter is not fan but o well)

They go the old Hale house w the Sheriff and Argent and call the FBI, not long enough to trace the call but long enough to give his message: one person, anyone they want, at that location and they can wear a tracker, a wire, wtv but they sit down and listen bcs he ain’t going into custody for something he didn’t do

At first the FBI wants to send Stiles but he’s just like ‘uh,,, conflict of interest?’ bcs they went to school together even if they weren’t in the same grade (but also bcs they’d somehow have to pretend they don’t know each other and that’s just messy) so they send Rafael (Scott’s dad) instead bcs he’s the official liaison with the sheriffs

So he pops up and he’s gets them to explain the situation like they barely know the man bcs they probably don’t before ‘Scott’s dad’ but obviously without werewolves and hunters

Argent’s there as a character witness bcs yes Kate was that batshit + she legit groomed Derek when he was in highschool (15-16 and traumatised vs 20-21 and actively seeking to harm him and his family)

Plus no one even knew Cora was still alive but that was bcs she didn’t want Kate trying it again so the FBI leaves that be and she goes back to South America bcs Beacon Hills shit is just way too much

So they drop the charges against him and move their attention to Kate (no one knows if she’s alive or dead or what but who cares)

LATER

Nah he did not weirdly traumatise his kid while saving him only for it to be fine and dandy when Scott roars in his face

See they live in the woods and w the scent of shifters, especially Malia (a werecoyote), keeps the actual coyotes away

He’s just a slow developer bcs he’s half human and he’s worried all the time about whether he’ll ever shift bcs he might not yk

Liam did not move to Japan

The pack just gave the box to a kitsune community (they don’t really have packs but they do have families and communities in that sense) that Yukimura Noshiko told them about bcs kitsune can handle nogitsune a whole lot better than wolves

Instead of the random ass Liam x Hikari thing, they’re friends - he ain’t the emissary but he’s still the one making the trips on the behalf of the McCall Pack + he learns Japanese bcs that’s like one of the only parts of canon that ain’t too bad

Ykw Theo goes w him bcs he has literally nothing in Beacon Hills and he’s still tryna prove himself to the pack bcs ~guilt complex~ and bcs Thiam obvsly

Kira and Issac are back and Scira AND Scisaac are canon bcs I said so - he has two hands

Isaac came back with Argent when Eli popped up

Alec still exists bcs why include the future of the pack and then forget he exists??

Plus Theo, Corey, Nolan??? 

Harris never died/was never sacrificed (but almost) bcs the Darach let him go as a twisted thanks for the help or wtv but no one knows so he’s just AWOL the whole time (bcs the movie just goes ‘surprise bitch’ and don’t explain HOW he's for some reason-)

Scott didn’t just move away from his pack, his mum, etc. it just don't sound like him

The old pet shelter in Beacon Hills (conveniently near Deaton’s clinic) ends up needing a new owner after the owner basically goes ‘I’m too old for this shit’ so he’s the new owner yay

He still gets his vet degree bcs my boy worked hard for that shit

Lydia and Stiles don’t work out bcs I don’t want it to- sorry Stydia

She’s still a genius doing wtv she was doing in the movie bcs fuck yea renewable energy

He’s no longer doing his FBI stuff bcs he realised the supernatural in the cases and couldn’t do a thing about it so now he’s basically like the Sherlock or Columbo or wtv of the supernatural world

Stiles still lives in Beacon Hills bcs it’s a supernatural hub which makes it easier for his work

Nolan is dealing w hunter shit

Corey is temporarily away on work stuff or smth soz bro making things up is harder than it used to be

Mason is not a cop bcs no

Mans gets his degree bcs he’s the puppy pack's designated nerd and he’s a chem teacher at the high school (he’s also the councillor bcs that easy he can tell who’s supernatural to make things easier for everyone)

Malia and Derek set up the Hale autoshop while rebuilding the Hale Packhouse like it used to be

Isaac lives w them

We actually remember that the Hales are rich bitches

Bcs the house is massive and meant for yk a wolf pack rather than a small family, the McCall Pack use it as a sort of substitute packhouse bcs ain’t no one else rich so when Stiles, Theo or Liam are in town, they’ll stay there or if there’s some pack thing, there’s plenty of space for the lot of em

Roscoe ends up in the Hale autoshop bcs it’s too recognisable for Stiles' work but once Derek got rid of the ridiculous amounts of duct tape on it, he managed to fix the thing

ON TO THE MOVIE

Beginning bit still happens and the thingie gets free boohoo

Isaac also works at the shelter w Scott and is also having Allison dreams but Kira helps them understand the dreams + the ritual (which is also why Deaton dealt w Argent alone bcs kitsune also reply compulsively to riddles(?) me thinks)

Also Scott isn’t weirdly hung on Allison like sure the movie was cute and Scalia was weird af imo but Scira was fr fr and yet they kept on w the whole ‘they’re the only ones for each other’ crap which ain’t it

Eli still has an obsession with Roscoe (sames)

Mason is also a consultant with the arson cases bcs chem teacher + accelerant fires (the sheriff’s station isn’t exactly the most high tech of places)

Stiles is in Mexico sans Roscoe bcs of a possible lead on Kate bcs they did not need her adding fuel to the metaphorical fire

Shit ain’t awkward w Scalia bcs that was never really a thing (she just copied Lydia’s panic attack hack to save his butt/eyes rather than snogging bcs emotions)

No more ‘o Eli barely knows anyone - they all left when he was a kid’ this nerd now a bajillion uncles and aunts or wtv and also there ain’t no way wolves use that ‘2nd cousin once removed’ bull bcs its my canon and that shit don't make no sense to me - anyone from your parents gen is basically your uncle/aunt

The dork’s like a living bestiary just bcs of everyone he knows

Never realised just how canon the autistic!Malia hc was damn

More rage from Malia at seeing Derek, her cousin!!, almost die - nerds had 15 years to get to know each other

Oni dimensional transportation magic is in a similar vein to the wild hunt’s

slashing/decapitation = death

Straight stabbing = transportation

Yea we get it Peter’s a dick wtv - he ain’t that much of a dick so he ain’t so lighter-happy but he gets it done bcs a cigarette lighter ain’t exactly gonna get it handled

Peter x Melissa? Aight. Melissa x Argent? No- it ain’t it, dating when you’re kids are/did

Peter and Argent are top tier frenemies tho

Kira goes with Lydia and Jackson to try and deal with the nogitsune

Isaac and Scott go to deal w Allison

No weird ‘save Allison’ speech when she’s hunting a child like prioritise y’all also,,, Scira+Scisaac bitches duh

Post sheriff's station, Kira goes with Hikari, Theo and Liam bcs handling the human behind the nogitsune would only do so much but yea they still get captured due to a lack of silver

Nogitsune can’t help but brag like a dick at Kira’s arrival bcs of his history with the Yukimura clan

Ain’t no ‘aishiteru’ on my watch simply bcs i do not vibe

Yea Scott and Isaac are having mad flashbacks + wolfsbane poisoning whew

She just sticks a couple of poisoned arrows in Isaac and leaves him half-dead in the forest bcs convenience and drags him back to the base as insurance

The convincing, the confessions, the flashbacks can include Scott but not for the most part - she dropped him and they were good w it; the show sidelining her boyfriend for her ex in her death scene was bad enough

Kira and Hikari work together to save Scott with their foxfire bcs being in the nogitsune’s realm dampens everyone powers, including theirs

DEREK DOES NOT DIE FUCK THAT SHIT

EVERYONE’S THERE AND THEY ALL CAME AS THEY DID IN THE NORMAL REALM (AKA BEACON HILLS) SO THEY USE THE WEAPONS AND TURN HIM INTO A NASTY FOX-WOLF-PINCUSHION AND (THROWBACK TO THE BEGINNING OF THE MOVIE) KIRA SKEWERS THE BITCH RIGHT DOWN THE FUCKING MIDDLE SO NO ONE HAS TO HOLD HIM DOWN WHEN PARRISH LIGHTS THE MOTHERFUCKER UP

o and obvsly no ‘Derek's a true alpha’ stuff bcs the lore is way too confused already and I’m pretty sure you can’t be a true alpha if you’ve killed

Ahem

Because of how old the nogitsune is/primordial shit, no one really knows if he’s dead frfr but at least he’s no longer physically in their realm so yay

Scira 🤝 Scisaac 🤝 Allisaac

Hikari gets to go home and forget Beacon Hills ever existed (good for her)

At the end of the movie, post credit style, Stiles returns to Beacon Hills, safe and sound, having sent Kate to werejaguar prison (AKA the Eichen House of Mexico) bcs she was also heading to Beacon Hills w dreams of Allison

He caught her past New Mexico, having avoided the Hamrammr (substitute species for sk*nw*lk*rs bcs that term ain’t mine to use; it's the Norse term for shapeshifter - separate from berserker and other shifter myths; just replace the species role for role; they're also rare and hecking good at what they do etc etc)

Anywho mans starts like 'you would not believe what I just went through blah blah', all rambling and everyone just looks at him. like. :| and then he's like 'what did you do?' and Derek explains everything bcs Scott's busy with the polycule lmao

And then Sterek kiss bcs 15 years of denial, PLUS the queerbaiting AND getting superhelled is more than enough thanks

THE END (OF THIS WHOLE FUCKING UNIVERSE)

[nekasu]

“ Secrets of the Future” {either of your genshin verses :) }

Neka found himself all alone in a long, dark hallway. There was something off about...not just the space itself, but the area as a whole. It was difficult to fully describe, but it felt like a dream yet also not one at the same time. As a kitsune, he could enter and exit dreams without much effort at all. His first test was closing his eyes and focusing on another location, which would normally allow him to blink at least some distance in the desired direction, but his efforts came to naught. So he had to play by the rules of this particular location. How dull.

Well, he wouldn't get far if all he could do was ponder and not actually go anywhere, right? He'd chalk it up as a mental space and worry about the details later. Getting a better look around his surroundings, Neka was able to make out twelve mirrors on alternating sides of the hallway. A normal human would likely find it too dark to make them out, but with his enhanced vision it was simple.

The mirrors might look solid, but he knew of instances where one would be lulled into a false sense of security, only for a monster to jump out of the seemingly solid surface and either killed or dragged back into the mirror. He wasn't paranoid about such things, since even in his current state he was confident he could overpower any monster seeking to get the jump on him.

Despite stepping lightly, his footsteps send loud echoes throughout the room, each pace thundering. Coming up to the first mirror, Neka did not see himself looking back at him. No, what greeted him was a fox. A fox with white fur and piercing green eyes. Certainly a rarity, and its identity was obvious from those traits alone. It wasn't as though he remembered that period, so Neka walked right by it to the next mirror.

If there were any doubts as to just what these mirrors were showing him, they all went away when Neka beheld the being in the second fixture: a precocious, wide-eyed child with a single fox tail. Bright blond hair and glimmering emerald eyes greeted Neka from the mirror. A sweet, innocent child yet to taste the bitter fruit of the world, but unfortunately cursed with a human heart. It was arguably the time period in which he was happiest, still ignorant of life's cruelty, but that would change shortly, if Neka's suspicions about the mirrors was correct.

Though his haughty turn and strolling along belied it, being reminded of that period of his life filled Neka with regret, already preparing himself for the third mirror. And sure enough, the more mature-looking, two-tailed kitsune that looked out from the glass was nothing like the previous one. Gone was the kind eyes and soft face, replaced with angry, berserker tears rolling down his face. In contrast, this was the lowest part of his life, which was saying a lot, but it was likely only due to his previous incarnation's innocence that resulted in him falling so far.

Who could blame him? It was then he had learned that his mother had passed her curse along to him, and it was the only reason he existed at all. It would have been much easier to accept had he simply embraced being a youkai, but he was far too innocent and kind to feed on humans like his instincts told him. Having been abandoned, he sought to live among the humans instead, but they rejected him for being a kitsune. Too human to be a monster, too monstrous to be a human, discarded by even his own mother. If nobody would return his kindness, then he would just resort to embracing his kitsune nature, taking what he wanted, and dealing with anything that got in his way.

Looking at the other kitsune in the mirror, Neka did not regret the things he did back then, nor the lives he took. Humans that would reject kindness, even from a youkai, had no place in his world. He would do the same thing again if he found himself in a similar situation.

But things would get better, as Neka left the third mirror behind. Gazing at the fourth mirror, the Neka that stared out had three tails, as expected, and looked far more mellow. Was it true happiness? His experiences of the past would never leave him, nor would his newfound cynicism, but he finally had found someone who respected his existence: Baal, or Makoto as he called her. Oh, how innocent even this Neka was; he'd already been through a lot, but thought that the worst of it was over.

His nine tails quivered almost uneasily as Neka made his way past the next few mirrors. The four, five, and six-tailed versions of himself did not display great changes. The centuries were stable, the calm before the storm. Neka took in a short breath; he knew what awaited him behind the eighth mirror: his seven-tailed self.

If it was a shocking change between his second and third 'selves', the contrast between the previous incarnation and the current one was just as severe. His once green eyes had turned blood red and angry tears rolled down his cheeks freely. Splotches of his hair, fur, and skin were pitch black is if they were burnt.

The war with Khaenri'ah and the ensuing cataclysm had happened in the intervening years, resulting in his beloved Makoto's death and the abyssal invasion. Neka had tried to purify Inazuma using his fortune and onmyoudou powers, but ended up absorbing too much of the curses and corruption in the process, gnawing away at his very soul. Truly inconsolable, between her death, inability to fulfill her end of their contract, and the afflictions he'd taken on, it required all his willpower to even stay alive.

The mere act of looking at this version of himself was painful for Neka, so he quickly moved along to the ninth mirror. Eight tails, and an almost comatose look to him. At least 100 years spent sealed away in a domain in case he became a corrupted monster while in constant agony from the curses did not do wonders for him. His eyes had returned to their usual green hue and no longer cried, but they were completely devoid of any shine. He truly appeared as a hollow shell of himself, but the truly worst of it was over. Yes, he still had over 400 years left before he was free, but he could slowly purge himself of the curses to lessen his burden.

With a heavy sigh, Neka traveled on to the tenth version of himself. It had to have been recent; he'd had nine tails for several centuries now, but the expression on his face was one only his current self would make, almost full of hope again. But the existence to two further mirrors piqued his curiosity, so he was quick to continue on his journey.

It had been such a roller coaster of a sojourn, seeing just how his mindset had changed over his 1200 years of life. But there were still two more to go, and he was already at his current self. Just what was left for him?

Ominously, this mirror was cracked so that he couldn't really see the figure behind it. There were two important features about it that let him instantly recognize it anyway. Pure black hair and a red aura? That had to have been the Black Sun Kitsune, the form he had taken when purging the remainder of the curses he'd absorbed all that time ago. It was a strange experience being able to witness things from your own perspective but unable to talk or control your own body. He still managed to help his companion against the manifestation of the curses, fighting from the inside until it had weakened enough for him to force his own will back into the forefront. There were still a few stray curses left, but he could finish purifying that on his own later.

Eleven down, one to go, and even if Neka had not come to the conclusion by process of elimination, the cold chill shooting up his spine told him that this one wasn't like the others. All of those were past versions of himself, but there was only one thing left for him to become, and it was something he'd been dreading his entire life.

An aspect of himself that had been forced to take on, from his own mother no less. One that he'd been denying his entire life, running from it, hiding from it. What form it would take was unclear, but he wagered it would be either a full fox or very similar to his current self.

At long last, the final mirror. It wasn't cracked like the previous one, yet the figure shown within the pane was obscured all the same; it was big, shadowy, and had piercing red eyes. A creature that Neka had never seen before, but he knew that this is what he was destined--cursed--to become. The Fox of Calamity, something that had originally been a part of Inari's being, but she had foisted it upon him to save herself that fate.

Neka had no idea when he was going to become such a ruinous monster, and this vision didn't narrow it down at all, either. His past was painful to experience, yes, but this, this THING, was so anathema to him that for the first time since appearing in this mental space, he appeared enraged. Glaring at the mysterious monster in the mirror, Neka finally spoke.

"So you're what I'm destined to turn into, are you? Hmph. Well, my fortune powers are the opposite of the thing known as destiny or fate. I can avoid futures I find unappealing with the proper amount of fortune. You will be no more my fate than the Black Sun Kitsune was, fizzling out before it had a chance to exist in the forld."

Then, to Neka's surprise, not only did the murky fox respond to him, it did so not with his own voice, nor with a deeper version of it, but with a voice that he hadn't heard for over 1000 years. One that filled his heart with such in intense loathing that it was fit to burst from his chest in sheer unadulterated rage. Inari. His mother. Formerly a youkai, now a god in Celestia.

"Oh, foolish child," the fox replied, both amusement and detachment evident in the tone. "If such a fate could be so easily rewritten by you, there would be no reason for you to even exist, since I would have been able to avoid it for myself. Don't forget the last time you relied too much on the gifts that you got from me, you cursed yourself so badly you almost turned into the Fox of Calamity early."

There were so many things that Neka wanted to tell Inari, and absolutely none of them were nice. Despite the sheer hatred he bore for any being possessing Inari's voice, Neka didn't let it overpower his reasoning. "You fail to realize one thing. Two things, really, but the other isn't nearly as important. Either way, you failed because you were not a god. Despite your gifts, at the time, you were just a youkai like me. You only became a god after you'd turned me into this accursed vessel."

The tone that 'Inari' took when replying to him came off as her barely even acknowledging his existence. "Do you think you'll be able to become a god as you are? You know as well as I do that you have no chance of getting the necessary faith to truly ascend, and do you truly think I could have become a god had I still been the Fox of Calamity? You might act all wise and bitter at the world, but the fact is you're still naive."

Rather than rise to her bait, Neka simply crossed his arms over his chest and let out a huff. “Yes, but the two of us are merely talking hypotheticals that neither of us knows for a fact, so the solution here is to see which of us is right. And no matter which one it is, I will be seeing you again. But before I leave you, allow me to tell you your second mistake. And that's underestimating my hatred for you. You assumed that I would hold a grudge against the humans and that's what would fuel my transformation. In that sense, you're not exactly wrong, but humans are stupid, weak, and untrustworthy. But I've known that about them for a long time. You? I trusted you and you betrayed that trust. You have no concept of motherhood or love, and that's why I hate you the most. And you know what that means: if I DO ever turn into that thing, the first person it will attack is you. Celestia or not, I will find you.”

Inari simply sighed in response, as if already done with the conversation. “And you assume that I can't deal with you even in that form? You forget, but it's been over 1000 years since I've become a god, so not even you will find me easy prey. But I get the feeling that you already have gotten the message I was trying to send, that you should always know that you're a monster, and even if you don't think yourself as one, you will still become the Fox of Calamity either way~”

Despite the murky figure in the mirror not having any visible hands, nor would one expect a quadrupedal fox to have them, but a snap was heard, and the sound of glass shattering started out in the distance and grew closer. Looking in the direction of the noises, Neka saw the rest of the mirror fragmenting, their occupants nowhere to be seen. Not just them, the entire hallway splintered and fell away, leaving only a void in their wake.

In little time, the rending reached Neka and Inari, her mirror disintegrating, but she did not disappear like the others, and for the first time, Neka could behold the dark fox clearly. All traces of Inari were gone, however, so all that remained was his so-called future self. By itself, it didn't look like much, but one could make the same argument for Neka himself, and few would be able to guess that he could take a form similar to Durin in size. If anything this creature would be far bigger if actually manifested in the world.

While Neka had his doubts he'd be able to pull it off, he resolved himself to finding a way—any way save for one—to avoid becoming this vile creature, a mindless beast fueled by curses and grudges that only sought to dominate and destroy. The whole experience, coupled with having an unplanned conversation with Inari after so long, had shaken him enough to the point where all he wanted to do was leave the voidlike space he found himself in.

Perhaps it was Inari that had kept him from leaving when he initially tried, because when he attempted to do so again, he suddenly found himself inside his personal domain once again. He still had a long way to go to back up his bold words, and he had no idea how much time he had left...

[fallen-angel-92]

Chapter 2:

Rated: M

Trigger: Brief mentions of violence and swearing

Summary:

Twins. Children created from her blood and the blood of a creature that was only legend. Avia Harker must now begin an arduous journey to protect her children from dark forces, but her heart as well, least she fall prey for a being that once insnaired her grandmother.

“The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life.” - Richard Bach

Avia watched as the horses ran among the large field: black, brown, white and some in between with their coloring. Two years had passed since she found her son and daughter, since then they had brought more light into her large home. 

“There you are, mother. Nora Obasan and I were wondering where you had gone,” a soft child-like voice spoke from behind her.

Turning around she was greeted by her twelve year old daughter, Akagi, her long dark brown hair dancing around her as the wind picked up. Her dark brown furred ears flickered around her slightly as her mahogany colored eyes seemingly glowed in the setting sun.

“Well you have found me. What's wrong, my dear Akagi?”  Avia asked as she reached up, adjusting her black cowboy hat on top of her head.

“Melania, has managed to find Kaga's lipgloss and painted her whole face with it,” Akagi replied with a slight giggle.

Avia let out a soft huff as she smiled, holding out her hand to the young kitsune,” Shall we go? I don't want Kaga to be upset.”

Akagi giggled as she took Avia's hand and they began to make their way home,” Kaga won't be too mad at our dear little sister.”

Avia chuckled as they approached their rustic ranch home, as they entered through the front door, she was instantly tacked by a blob of white and blue. Avia let go of Akagi's hand before she placed it upon her other daughter's white hair while being mindful of her white ears.

“Now. Now, Kaga. What happened sweetheart?” Avia asked with a soothing tone, watching as Kaga's white nine tails drooped downward.

“Melania,” Kaga began with a sniffle,” She went into my lipgloss collection and messed it all up.”

“I'm sure she didn't mean to mess it all up. I think she just wanted to be pretty like her big sister,” Avia replied as she gently pulled Kaga away from her and wiped her tears from her cheeks.

“Ah! There you are, Avia. I'm sorry for this. I was taking care of Micheal when Melania gave me the slip,” Nora called out from the hallway, holding Micheal on one hip while Maleina sat on the other.

“No worries. I'll go ahead and take my little terrors-” Avia began to say when suddenly she was cut off when a tall man emerged from the living room area, cutting in with a soft gruff tone,” Forgive my intrusion, Ms. Harker, but we received a phone call from Sir Hellsing in Great Britain.”

Avia took Micheal from Nora, placing him onto her hip as she turned to face him,” Now there is a name I haven't heard from in some time. Did Integra give a reason for her phone call, Eleojo?”

The dark skinned male locked eyes with hers, golden eyes glittered with a warmth that could rival that of the sun, as he replied back,” Yes she did. It appears she was recently attacked and requests our assistance to help train any possible recruits.”

Avia raised an eyebrow as she cut in,” I trust you informed her of my children?”

“Of course she has no problem providing us with housing, and other things we may need. Though she wished to speak with you about Micheal and Melania's father.” Eleojo responded, when Avia sensed his hestantancy, she chimed in,” So I take it Morris arrived and spoke to Integra about my children.”

Eleojo's lips twitched upward as he replied,” He did and just in time. He managed to impress Sir Hellsing,” Avia snorted as she thought about the brunette, “Oh lord. Who did he punch?”

“Sir Hellsing's vampire. Impressed both her and the vampire himself. So he managed to do the test that was requested and she wishes to discuss the results with you before she did so with her vampire,” Eleojo replied as he shifted his head causing his black braided hair to jiggle slightly due the black beads that were decorating the end of his hair. 

Avia let out a hum as she glanced down at her children, letting out a soft sigh, she looked up at Eleojo, “Well I suppose we better get everything ready for a trip to good old England.”

Soon they were all on a private plane heading toward London. Upon their arrival, Avia had Micheal and Melania upon her hips as Akagi and Kaga stayed close to her sides, their ears and tails twitching at the sounds that were around them. Behind them were Nora and Eleojo taking up the rear. It was then that Avia spotted the familiar tall figure of James Morris and began to walk toward him.

“Uncle?” Micheal asked, looking up at her with happiness.

“Uncle!” Malania exclaimed excitedly as she began to bounce up and down.

James chuckled as he approached them reaching out, taking Melania from her and placing her on his own hip.

“Come to escort us to Integra, James?” Avia asks with amusement as she watches James reach over and messes with Micheal's hair.

“Correct. How have you been? Sister Nora? Eleojo?” James asks as he signals for them to follow.

Avia follows them, listening to Nora and Eleojo answer, as they make their way to the large vand and soon they arrived at the Hellsing manor.

“It's quite large. Don't you agree, Kaga?” Akagi hummed out with curiosity.

“Yes sister. It is quite large.” Kaga replied as she looked over at Akagi.

Avia watched with a small chuckle as the two young girls were looking out the window, she turned her attention to her two year olds, she allowed a smile to appear when she noticed that the two were quietly looking at their surroundings. As they pulled in, Avia made sure everyone else was out of the vehicle before her, opting to take the rear. Avia stepped out, taking quick notice that James and Nora were holding Micheal and Melania respectively, before she returned her attention back toward the entrance of the mansion where she could see the familiar long blonde hair woman standing outside with sharp blue eyes staring at her with a hint of warmth in them as Avia walked over to her. As they stood apart from each other, Avia smiled as she spoke,

“It's been a long time Integra. Heard you needed some help. How can I help you?”

Avia watched as Integra gave her a slight smirk. In that instance, two friends would once more work together to put down an enemy that was once slumbing in the dark. As well as the vampire that would come to help move the cogs into place.

(Here is chapter 2. I hope you enjoy it! I promise the next chapter will have Alucard!)

[veiledfox]

Kitsune Mating - Past and Present

Cause I know I made a post like this before but Tumblr's a shit site and I can't find it at all.

In the Realm of Mythos, Kitsunes enter a Mating Season from December 18th to January 21st every year once they've reached maturity. However, unlike their Feral counterparts, Kitsunes normally aren't subject to the effects of their Mating Season unless they've become sexually active prior to one, or they become so during it.

For most Kitsune, this is no issue, as it simply means that some experience it while others don't. However, some Kitsune can sort of become "backed up", where the effects of the Mating Season should effect their body, but it doesn't due to them not being sexually active. Each year, more and more of the effect will build until they finally become active, at which point the backed up pheromones and natural urges will take hold. This can cause some Kitsune to become more or less drunk with lust, which needs to be satisfied multiple times over before they can begin to calm down.

In the Pre-Crimson War Era, Kitsunes would normally match with partners of their own choosing. Most often with other Kitsune, though it wasn't uncommon for Kitsune to choose partners of other Species. Especially due to how compatible Kitsunes were with other Mythos, their anatomy allowed for a vast variety in available partner Species and successful conceptions regardless. Though while Kitsune pairs would normally result in litters of two to four Kits, births with other Species would usually result in a lower one or two Kits.

In Kitsune culture, it was common to wait until after a Kitsune had reached Maturity, and after the next Mating Season had come and gone to seek a partner. The time between the end of one Mating Season, and the beginning of the next, being used to let the pair grow closer, to test if they were truly compatible, and perhaps take their first step together. Preparing themselves for the next Mating Season together.

Of course some Kitsune would find their companions in their later years before they were fully matured. While others would go for years without finding a partner, find a Non-Kitsune partner, or simply prefer to not have a partner. This resulting in a small, though noticeable amount of the population either not conforming to the norm of their Species, or simply falling outside of it. Which was still accepted, and commonly known about regardless.

Post-Crimson War Era, however, with well over 90% of the Kitsune having been slaughtered by the Gods of the various Pantheons, Kitsune culture had been ruined. Norms were no longer a factor, when and where Kitsunes found Partners wasn't a concern in any Kitsune mind, and regardless of their Partner's species their birthrates plummeted to single Kits. It would be considered a rare blessing if a Kitsune ever gave birth to twins, even with a Kitsune Partner.

Though such a Partnership had become nearly impossible, given how the Kitsune dispersed and scattered across the World. It's unknown how many still survive, some Mythos theorize that the Kitsune number in the dozens, others suggest hundreds. An extreme few conspire that there's a hidden Kitsune paradise somewhere where they thrive in the thousands.

In reality, Kitsunes rarely ever see other Kitsunes who aren't family, and due to such the chance of Kitsune Pairs existing in the present day is next to null. Leaving what Kitsune's do remain uncaring what Species their Partners eventually are, when they meet them. Merely that they love their Partner, and that their Partner can protect them and their secrecy.

[kitsune-trix]

(via What type of kitsune are you? | Kyuubi (九尾の狐))

“ Every kitsune is born with only one tail. According to the legend, the tail of a fox is used to store ling qi, the force of nature, or aura of heaven and earth, and sun and the moon. Once full, they will grow a new tail for storage. Until they have a total sum of nine tails, they will become immortals. Although they are not gods and only part of the earthly realm, not heavenly. Kitsune were believed to have special powers such as shape-shifting, creating copies of a living human, possession, flight, invisibility, and fox-fire. Fox-fire was essentially the energy a Kitsune had powers over, and the type of fox-fire depended on the type of kitsune. As a nine-tailed fox, the kyuubi is the strongest type of kitsune and that corresponds to the extend of their powers. About every 111 years, kitsune develop an additional tail. At 1000 years old, they have a total of nine and will not gain more. They can however take tributes from the kitsunes they have killed or beaten and bind them to their being. When a kitsune gains its 9th tail, its fur becomes gold or white. These kyuubi gain the ability to see and hear anything happening anywhere in the world. Other tales attribute to infinite wisdom (omniscience). As skilled shapeshifters and immortal beings, there are a lot of stories about them but the bottom line is: don’t mess with them! “

I don’t particularly like being op characters in rp (its boring, predictable and lacks challenge) - I also tend to hate people who pick them 😏

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) " Mr. Cupids Matchmaker"

(Warning: This Contains Either Muscle growth rp or Weight gain Rp (your choice), if your a Minor Please Do Not reply this blog, Viewer Disgression is Advised)

"Nov. 1st, 2021

Dear Diary, It's Been Fully a 2 Years Since I Kicked My Sorry excuse Cheated Ex Boyfriend Out of my Life Since. You Have No Idea That Stunt that Micheal Brisk Barren Did 2 years ago.. It was The Day of the thanksgiving party, I Dress up nicely and well..Micheal didn't show up So I stormed into the bedroom and caught Him Making love with another woman..I was Very Livid..His father came in too and saw this..he was More Livid than me before, He screams and Scolding his Son So harshly that He wants to disown his Son..My Father the other hand was Down right Furious as well and Fired his father and his family From His Company For Micheal's Adultrous act..and I Told Micheal to never Come home With me again...So I got home and Sell his stuff and all and save alot of money...Good riddance for My Own Sake..and Now 2 years later, Still lonely as usual..My Friends Kept telling me that I had to Find Someone better who can Love me No matter what despite of my wealth and My Fathers Company...So I had to go to the Place called "Mr. Cupid, the Matchmaking Place"..I'd Just Hope it wasn't just a Simple Match making place where people will prank one another, So I had to head there..Sign, The lovely Blue Kitsune"

Saphira Sighs and rubbing her head with irritation and Stressed..But She Drinks some moontea to calm her nerves though..But No Matter How Many time that Micheal was begging saphira to come back, She Still Don't want him back..and she Always says "YOUR IN THE FUCKING DOG HOUSE PERMANATLY!! Don't ever come near my House again or so help me I'm calling a COPS!"...She knew what she had to do..Is looking for a guy so her ex Will leave her alone...So..She head to "Mr. Cupid Place", She goes in and began to Take a test..She wrote the test of what she wants..a Sweet, hot and sexy guy who would treat her like a queen, and love her no matter what she is..She made a good descriptions..She was so happy and she wrote it that she will treat him like kings as long as he who treats her like a queen..her fox ears wiggles...and then..She turns in the test to the test box..and it says "thank you for the test..your results will be here with in tomorrow at the mail"...She nodded as the next day came..Saphira recieve the letter and she has a wonderful match and She can meet him at the nice and lovely Buffet at the Underwater cafe..She got excited..

So she wears something so ravashing and head there..there she was taken to the Private place surrounded by the aquarium and she sits on the table waiting for her date to come...and then..She saw him coming in and said "yoohoo Over here" Then he saw her and said...

[lgbtqmanga]

New Releases Oct. 4, 2022

The Executioner and Her Way of Life vol. 5 (light novel) by Mato Sato, nilitsu

Menou sets out after Flare, determined to take back Akari. If Akari must die, Menou is determined to be the one that kills her, at the very least. To do so, Menou must seek the Sword of Salt—a difficult task even without a time limit. Still, the Executioner is determined to triumph and surpass her former teacher, no matter what taboos she must commit...

Konohana Kitan vol. 11 by Sakuya Amano 

Satsuki, joined by fellow kitsune Yuzu, continues on her journey to find her dream. While traveling through Kyoto, they decide to visit Satsuki's family at Mt. Inari. Will Satsuki be able to explain her decision to leave Konohanatei to her successful, traditional parents?

My Love Mix-Up! vol. 5 by Wataru Hinekura, Aruko

Aoki has a crush on Ida, a boy in his class. Aoki is on cloud nine to be dating Ida, but he’s in trouble when it comes to his grades. He starts attending a cram school, and for some reason, one of the instructors there starts giving Aoki lessons on love?!

The Summer You Were There vol. 1 by Yuama

In this yuri love story by the creator of The Girl I Want is So Handsome!, two high school girls–one a shy writer, the other a social butterfly–try to live out a romance novel.

Shizuku is a shy high schooler who hardly talks to other people. Instead, she loses herself in writing, crafting a novel that she never intends to show anyone. But when her cute, popular classmate Kaori gets her hands on Shizuku’s manuscript, everything changes. Kaori suggests that, in order to give Shizuku material for her next book, the two of them should start dating! Can this mismatched pair create their own happily ever after?

Young Ladies Don’t Play Fighting Games vol. 3 by Eri Ejima

FIGHTING IN THE BIG LEAGUES

Aya, Mio, and their new friends Yuu and Tamaki are prim-and-proper young ladies by day, but when night falls, they turn to bloodthirsty hardcore gaming! They’ve set their sights on a huge fighting game tournament called EX Japan, where pros and amateurs alike gather for the ultimate test of skill. With so many experienced fighters out for blood, can the girls hope to get the results they want? From qualifying pools to grand finals, it’s bound to be a wild ride!

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Can we get cute cooking headcannons for the Bishōnen ninja squad and their husbands?

((So you want cooking cute headcannons too? Let me see..))

Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom

~~Cute cooking headcannons with the Bishōnen ninja squad and their husbands~~

*Jun and Hiruko*

*Jun loves making anything for his husband, being something simple or something to blow his taste buds away. He always looks happy seeing Hiruko enjoying the food he makes him. Even seeing how he wags his tail smiling.

*They work together when cooking dinner together but it leaves them having a little fun. Being Jun poking his husband's nose to leave some flower or cream there. He just blinks to laugh finding it adorable.

*They would sometimes challenge one another to see who makes dinner for next week or so by doing small challenges against one another.

*Sometimes, they try to try playing a little game while humming to one another as they cook. Though, their has been times that Hiruko would laugh seeing how funny Jun was being when they cook dinner. He would have to make him leave to behave himself.

*Rex and Kai*

*Kai was shocked to see how good Rex was with cooking dinner. Seems his senses of sight was a lot more stronger than he thought. Even seeing how good he was when making home made sushi. Dinner would always be plenty but cooked with love.

*He sometimes make sure to be careful but Rex assures him he was. Even letting him taste test some of the food to seeing him blushing from the flavors. Even his deserts were pretty good.

*During their alone time, their was one time he would cook that Kai was always trying something new with many fresh ingredients. He would even give some new recipes a shot together. They love each other's cooking to make them feel more closer. Cooking is something that brings them together.

*Both of them tend to just talk of their day as they cook though, Rex would have his tail happily around his husband enjoying the close moment of being in the kitchen with him. Even happily enjoying their meal.

Kagefumi and Kiyoshi*

*Both Kage and Kiyo share to take time in cooking. One would be happily making the main dish and the other making sides for food. They even switch to take over the other main part of dinner.

*They would always use the freshest things found in the market while talking about what they should try for dinner next time. Though, they would be happily explaining new tricks they found out from other friends and themselves.

*At home, Kagefumi would eat some of the food Kiyoshi makes without him knowing to taste a bit of the food. He wouldn't get caught being that sneaky little kitsune he is. However, he sees Kiyoshi do the same but he catches him by using his spoon to gently tap his hand. He laughed to look innocent but he didn't mind.

*If another has a brand new idea for dinner they would try it to see how it goes. However, they would just either trying to savor the fun time of cooking and spending that time with each other. After finishing up, they would be feeding one another while smiling feeling happy but in love.

*Edon and Hakutomi*

*Edon helps with dinner or does dinner for Hakutomi that he would always be happy seeing him cooking. Edon makes really unexpected amazing food and he never tells him. Hakutomi would be sure he always amazes his husband with his cooking but Edon always is blown away by it.

*They would sometimes try to listen to music as they cook, happily chopping and cutting up food for one another. Though, they would also be sure everything is ready for when they cook it.

*The two would sometimes play around to see who did who but it would result them laughing while happily cooking food. They do talk of their day while having fun in the kitchen. They would enjoy this time with one another but cooking is a activity they enjoy.

*Both would be sitting down near one another while eating but they are smiling to enjoy the food while looking out to enjoy the time of day during the time of cooking a good meal.

*Lance and Raidou*

*Lance and Raidou takes time or takes turns when cooking dinner. Like one cooks breakfast, the other cooks lunch, and the other cooks dinner. Their is times both takes the full task for all three which they don't mind. They just think of new breakfast menus for them to enjoy.

*Although the other enjoys their food and what they cook, they tend to always have leftovers which was fine. The food is still just as good from the day it was cooked.

*Raidou would be seen humming in the kitchen as he cooks on his turn while smiling. He does taste it to be sure it's perfect for his husband. Lance does the same while wagging the fox tail behind him. He always be sure it's perfect for his love no matter what.

*During dinner they would be happily smiling saying how much they love the other's dinner. It would always be amazing. Even if they made mistakes when cooking, the food still would be something savored and enjoyed.

[looney-mooney-studio]

Sybil and Trixx are CO-CONSPIRATORS. They are INTELLIGENT and SNEAKY and only feed into eachother’s latent desire to Cause Problems On Purpose. They are un-freaking-stoppable together. Do NOT give them any ideas, because they WILL do anything they set their minds to. Every once in a while, they like, map out new and interesting ways to use their powers, and are always very eager to test them out.

Sybil’s been thinking of her powers in terms of D&D mechanics - big illusions, like making another person or set change, cost her a “spell slot” and have to be recharged for, whereas small illusions like outfit changes and holograms are counted as “cantrips,” so she doesn’t have to recharge to use them.

As a result, Sybil’s gotten into the habit of walking around in her everyday life as Kitsune, but disguised as Sybil, so that she can use her smaller powers for everyday things, like tattoo mapping or project management or getting to class on time. When asked how she does that, she says something like “oh I built a mini projector into my glasses during last year’s product design class” or “it’s amazing what skills you can pick up at the school gym’s free acrobatics classes!” and people usually leave it at that. She’s got a bit of a reputation around campus for being ridiculously multitalented, but then again, that was true even before she met Trixx!

Even when unfused, Sybil and Trixx work remarkably well together, and always have some sort of scheme in the works. Sometimes the Scheme is planning a school event or protest, and sometimes it’s something dumb like playing Matchmaker for Sam and Max.

[dailycharacteroption]

Concoctor (Alchemist Archetype)

 Back in older editions of the Worlds Oldest Roleplaying Game, there used to be a table for random effects that would occur when a player dared to mix multiple potions together and drink the results. Such mixing was often volatile, but could sometimes produce wondrous results.

Today’s archetype is an homage to those old tables with an alchemist that specializes in mixing potions with their extracts and mutagens.

These concoctors belong to a philosophy of mixing complex concoctions first and working backwards to try and see where the strange new effects that result came from. However, due to the variation introduced by impurities and different amounts of ingredients, it can be hard to predict what effect their next batch will have.

In the real world, such mixing would inevitably result in toxins and corrosive chemicals, or outright render them inert and foul, but due to some luck of longtime experimentation, these alchemists have learned how to reduce the likelihood of such occurances, producing various positive results.

This archetype also pairs well with the alchemical concoctions from Adventurer’s Armory 2, which delves into similar themes of mixing alchemical items to produce new effects!

(In all seriousness though, don’t mix chemicals unless you know exactly what they do, folks)

 The first, and more stable of the mixtures these alchemists are capable of are the brewing of potions that are mixed with their mutagens, allowing them to gain the benefits of both in one drinkable solution. Of course, much like a normal mutagen, this concoction is only meant for the alchemist in question, and they can only have the benefits of one at a time. More stressingly, they cost twice as much raw materials to make, and go inert a day later, meaning that they are best brewed at the beginning of a day before adventuring, and then consumed as the day goes on.

The more volatile of their arts, however, is their ability to mix an extract and potion on the fly, drinking it before the reaction renders it inert. In such a case, the concoction has a random side effect, ranging from one chemical subsuming the other to empower the other, both functioning normally, both functioning at increased potency, or even for much longer than normal.

This archetype can be a fun way to spice up a self-buffing alchemist, combining potions and extracts to get more out of their buffs potentially, and doing the same with their mutagens. That being said, I dislike the fact that the potions you brew for the mutagen concoctions have to be created for twice the value when they burn up if unused, but I understand this is mostly to prevent players from stockpiling the strong items. In any case, this archetype is begging to be used with a build that focuses on self-buffs. Perhaps a buffed melee build.

 As mentioned above, this method of discovering new effects is… not very scientific. The variables are too random, and impossible to replicate, with basically no control over the variables. In this way, it shares some of the chaos of the mad scientist and first world innovator archetypes, but this one in particular feels more… haphazard, than even the random effects of those archetypes. Perhaps these alchemists are dropouts that couldn’t hack it under scientific constraints, or are desperate and/or reckless enough to use their own bodies at a testing ground.

  The Stormfire Collective is a volatile community of fringe scientists on the edge of Volang territory where all sorts of experimental invention and alchemy takes place. An adventurer looking for the cutting edge in terms of technology can probably do a lot with this place, but one should be wary about being asked to test any new invention or concoction for obvious reasons.

 A fire suddenly erupts in the Red Quarter, and the party are close enough to help out. Once the flames are out, an examination of the building reveals the burned body of a kitsune clutching a formulae book. The concoctions within seem dangerously overmixed, toxic, even, and yet… it seems like some of them might actually work, hopefully without burning down the lab.

 The fugitive the party have been tracking dives off the dock while drinking a bubbling concoction. Those that follow are shocked to discover their quarry has transformed into a massive hookfang worm with strange mutations all over its body and muscles that threaten to split it’s exoskeleton. What sort of mad mixture did the fool drink?

[liquid-luck-00]

My Life is One Complication After Another 2

Some cursing 🤬

Ao3 *** Previous *** Next

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"Okay so where were we?" she smiled turning and sitting back down with Fang.

"As Damian had asked are you in reality my biological child," Bruce took back control automatically.

"You can't be serious Brucie!" Jagged went and began to squish Mari's face. "This little ray of sunshine related to your broody majesty. I don't buy it."

"I am not broody Jared." Bruce defended.

"I'll believe that when Ladybug dates Chat Noir." he joked.

"So it is possible" Bruce responded with a straight face.

Now it was Mari's turn to laugh, "Not a chance. Ladybug and Chat Noir dating is as possible as Atlantis resurfacing." she finally stopped laughing. The Wayne's tensed as if they knew more than others about Atlantis. "I honestly don't know if I am your child. I have no objections to taking a paternity test if you want, but I already have parents who love and support me, but I am not opposed to adding to my family though." she again smiled like the sunshine she is.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng What the Hell!?!" Chloe screamed storming into the room.

"What did I do!"

"How are you trending and you never told me" she gave a mock gasp.

However it was not the same for Mari. "I'm what." She opened her phone and sure enough she was trending. "How did this happen?"

She went into the first article she could and backtracked, through the sources and timestamps. Then it all made sense. She was on the Ladyblog, an interview with Lila claiming she was friends with a Wayne. The media then believing her a lost Wayne which explains why she is sitting with the Waynes and them asking about her paternity.

"How did you not know. M."

"All my accounts are private and I've been busy. But this explains the reporters now huh."

"M you are ridiculous, utterly ridiculous" Chloe grumbled. She was now sitting on the armrest Mari was leaning against next to Jagged. "At least tell me you remembered to send the photos and interview." Mari sprung up, Fang having sensed the impending jump. "logged into my laptop" Chloe yelled throwing her key to Mari.

"Meet you at the hospital. 20 minutes. bye" she yelled as she ran down the hall taking the stairs faster.

Chloe and Penny got up followed by Jagged heading to the door.

"Whatcha wait'n for Brucie come on" Jagged called to the billionaire.

Slowly the Waynes stood and followed the others to the hospital, sharing looks and texts the entire time.

True to her word Marinette met with them 20 minutes later on the dot in the hospital.

Both Marinette and Bruce had a blood sample and a mouth swab taken. The doctor then came back an hour later with the results.

"Alright. By the genetic markers that were tested. I can say quite confidently that M. Wayne is the biological father of Mlle. Dupain-Cheng." The doctor handed them a folder. "I'II leave you to process."

Marinette didn't need long to process. In fact her only thought was, Well one more for the list. Everyone in the room was watching her. "Okay" she jumped down from the bench, crap. Forgot about that. Her smile never faltered but her eyes were closed a second too long.

In that second Chloe had taken her purse and was holding up a pair of athletic gloves. “Care to explain!” She held the gloves waving them towards Marinette.

"Um, Well, You see" Marinette started to mumble.

"Why don't you explain in the car" Penny came to her rescue.

"We'll get Pizza and have a Rock' n time" Jagged lightened the mood.

Everyone nodded, walking out Mari kept her hands in her pocket. She was putting on her second pair of gloves, Tikki in her hood, she needed to think and running always helped. Mari was only a few yards away when Chloe noticed, Mari spun to face her when she heard her.

"Red!" Chloe yelled. She noticed how two boys froze, Jason and Tim if she is correct.

"Goldie!" she responded, not missing a beat. She heard Chloe behind her.

"Cat." Penny stated.

"Bird." responded Jagged further confusing the Waynes as they neared the hotel.

Tim was the first who noticed the two girls in front of the hotel. Meaning he was on his phone mapping and timing the route.

"Pizza will be delivered in 10." Mari spoke as the other seven stepped out of the car.

The two girls went ahead of them, but instead of the elevator they took the stairs.

Half way through the second of three pizza did Tim finally speak. "How did you two get back so fast." Tim set down his Pizza as he began to gesture frantically. "There is no way for you guys to have beat as it is a fifteen minute drive and a 30 minute walk, 20 if you run. Wait how did you get there in 20 minutes with a detour." Tim surprisingly still had breath.

"The fastest way from point A to B is not through C." Was Marinette's response as she took a bite. Yet that didn't seem like a sufficient answer as her now brother's eyebrows were still knit in confusion, so she took a breath and said. "Free running, it's a great stress reliever." she finished.

"What did you hit this time?" Jagged gave her a semi serious look.

"I didn't hit anything," a pout on her lips. "The pigeon flew into me."

Dick started laughing "she is definitely yours B, I can say for sure even without that paternity test." Another two hours had passed before she noticed the time and bid everyone goodbye. She gave her number to her father and brothers, Damian begrudgingly because Dick put it in and gave it to Mari.

Her parents had closed early for a date so she was home alone. She went to the couch to sketch a few gift ideas for her newly extended family. She was finishing a semi formal coat with a hidden sling for a katana for Damian. He kept grumbling that if he had it, the way the sword appeared in his akuma form, and she is pretty sure Jason's jokes were more literal by everyone's expressions. When her parents came home.

"Bon soir Maman, Papa," she cheerily greeted them.

"How was your day sweetheart." her Papa smiled kissing the top of her head.

"I met a handful of interesting people." she really didn't know how to broach this subject.

"What's wrong sweetie," her mother must have noticed her be uncomfortable. She sat down next to Mari, and her papa sat across from them.

"Did someone or did these people hurt you." her papa's words began to ring with a hard edge.

"Non, nothing like that. It's just, um," bitting her lip then looking up. "Your not my biological father, are you?"

Her parents froze, and had a silent conversation.

"Marinette, your biological father is an important and busy man. Who has no time for children." Her Maman spoke gently and calmly. "His name is Bruce Wayne."

Okay hold up, she tilted her head empathizing her confusion. "He didn't seem to bad, in fact he has four boys."

"That was who you met today," her papa affirmed, seemingly surprised.

She nodded her head and told them what had occurred today, leaving out the akuma and her free running. When she finished her parents once again held a silent conversation.

"Why don't we invite him over tomorrow for lunch. While you show his boys around." her maman smiled.

"Okay I'll send them a message then." Mari smiled taking out her phone.

Tomorrow will be interesting.

But first she had to survive tonight.

Tonight Ladybug, Todd Tenko, and Emeraude Racer were on patrol. Meaning she had the evening with the Couffaine siblings. Since both were holders it wasn't uncommon for them to swap. Meaning Luka would either be Todd or Viperion, and Juleka could be either Racer or Kitsune.

They each knew what was their designated route, and because of the akuma sent earlier the chance of Hawkmoth striking again was less likely. Each one of the heroes went their separate ways and made their rounds. So when the three heroes went to their rendezvous at Notre Dame's bell tower it ways almost two hour later. However, she noticed she had a tail when she passed the Eiffel tower. So she called Todd and Racer to set an illusion and ambush at the bell tower.

When she stepped on the bell towers stopped in the center and so did her tail with four others, forming a 'v" behind her. Todd's illusion left a Ladybug in the center of the tower while she moved to an ambush point. Four figures swung in and stood at each corner, a Todd Tenko, Emeraude Racer, Honey Bee, and Chat Noir.

"Shouldn't all of you be in Gotham?" Ladybug asked for her.

That seemed to take the vigilantes in her city by surprise.

"We heard about the situation and we just want to help." Nightwing, she is pretty sure, spoke up.

Chat Noir scoffed, "huh as if we would believe that."

"Tt. believe what you want. That is the truth." Robin spoke this time. Interesting.

"Yes after being ignored and called liars for three years really builds trust." Honey Bee's hand curled on her top as she spoke.

Batman seemed like he was going say something, but she jumped down from her perch breaking the Ladybug illusion. As they watched her materialize fifty feet up, followed by Racer and Todd flanking her mere seconds later.

"Todd," her eyes never left the five in front of her as she spoke.

"What!" Red Hood jumped in surprise, "How?"

"Curious. But Todd," this time she turned. "can you drop Mirage." Her teammate nodded and the four illusions disappeared. "Do you need to recharge?"

"Already did LB", he smiled.

"Okay," she pulled out her yoyo, and a box fell out into her hands. "who wants a snack before heading back out."

"Me!" Racer rushed to the box pulling out a strawberry eclair.

It is almost a good thing she always makes eight eclairs for patrol. Seriously she makes two for those on patrol, but after Adrien always left them with one and ate four, did she start bringing more.

Before leaving to do a final sweep of patrol. The three Parisian heroes spoke with the visiting vigilantes.

"We could send them Pinky's way," Ladybug responded to Batman's ask for more information.

"Do you think that's smart?" Todd asked.

"Who is Pinky?" Red Robin stepped into the conversation.

"She is our civilian contact and reserve hero." Racer answered.

"Why isn't she a permeant hero?" Nightwing brought up the question.

"Her identity was compromised but and we aren't sure how many know. So she is kept an back up." she answered.

"Who is she and how do we contact her?" Batman demanded or asked in his case.

"She is Multimouse, her name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng." All of them seemed to flinch and paled slightly. "And she'll find you."

The three Parisians stood and left.

Yup, tomorrow is going to be interesting.

Extra:

“So was I supposed to find out the Wayne’s were the Bats on my own or would you have told me?” Mari scolded her boyfriend over video call when she got home from patrol.

“I knew you were smart but less than a day you really are a lucky bug.” He smirked at her.

She crossed her arms and glared at him.

“Okay, okay.” He rose his hands in surrender. “But how did you figure it out anyways?”

“Apart from Tim and Jason flinching when Chloe called me Red, Damian’s katana grumbles and Tt., Jason freaking out because Todd was on patrol with me, and all of them paling at my name. It wasn’t to hard to piece together after that.” She shrugged.

“You know you’re scary sometimes right?” He feigned chills a goofy grin on his face.

“You love me though.” She teased him.

“I know I do but I know to keep in your good graces.” He responded now completely serious. “By the way, why was my idiot in Paris?” '

“I apparently made headlines a a lost Wayne.” She waved. “Which has more truth than the media knows apparently.”

“You’re serious!”

“Turns out your idiot is my adoptive idiot brother.”

“So are you related to Dick or Tim?”

“Try Damian.”

“To Demon Spawn! How?!”

“Bruce is my biological father.”

“The bug is a bat. Great!” he rolled his eyes, “I knew you weren’t normal but this is ridiculous.”

“You aren’t exactly normal yourself.” She replied pointedly.

“Ya but you love me.” His goofy grin was back.

“Yes I do.” She smiled in return.

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