#kou's LIGHTNING EARRING

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Like fear, like love.

Summary: Some of the diaboys comforting you when you have an anxiety/panic attack.

Characters: Shu Sakamaki, Ayato Sakamaki, Laito Sakamaki, Subaru Sakamaki, Ruki Mukami, Kou Mukami, Yuma Mukami, Azusa Mukami, gn! reader.

Tags/warnings: hurt/comfort, fluff, mentions of anxiety.

❀ Shu Sakamaki.

“The grounding warmth of a blanket in the cold hours of dawn; vivid sun hues on the dull horizon.”

When you are scared or anxious, Shu is the type to pull you down into bed (or whichever random place he happened to fall asleep at) with him. Even if he seems unbothered, his heart literally breaks when he sees you going through trying times.

So he tries to do for you what works for him; trying to get you to rest, even sharing his earphones with you, the soothing notes of a classical melody lulling you into dreams with him.

And you can’t see it, but his ocean eyes soften when you finally calm down, having fallen asleep with your hand still in his.

His free hand brushes stray hairs away from your eyes,

“Sweet dreams.” He murmurs. 

Even though he doesn’t like to see you suffer, he’s happy he can take care of you.

❀ Ayato Sakamaki.

“Sparks of a crackling fire, propagating against the rain, brighter than lightning.”

At first glance, Ayato might not seem like the mist detail-oriented guy, but he is pretty perceptive and intelligent despite his silly moments (and he is not given enough credit for it!)

Especially, when it comes to your feelings and little shifts in your mood.

Initially, he tries to lighten the mood with his usual “Oi, you should be happier to be in the presence of Ore-sama, why are you looking so depressed?”

But when all you give him is a meek hum, then you can see a concerned crease between his brows, that cute expression he does where he goes wide eyed and pouts a little.

The redhead wraps his arms around you, leaning his head on your shoulder, a silent invitation to play with his hair, to keep you distracted.

“If something’s happened, you know I, the great Ayato, will protect you.”

❀ Laito Sakamaki.

“The language of wordless lips over heated skin, the unholy touch of deft hands in the dark.”

Laito’s probably the most versed in understanding another’s feelings out of everyone here. A subtle change in the way you move and carry yourself, the small crease in between your brows, or the way your jaw tightens; those speak volumes to him, and he knows right away that something is not right.

He tries to distract you in the way he knows better: sultry words whispered in your ear, in the dim light of his bedroom; his hand sneaking beneath your shirt, lingering dangerously low on your hips; his sensuous lips trailing your neck and shoulder, pointed fangs sinking in your skin, the afterglow of his kisses ardently addictive.

You try to stop him at first, not because you dislike what he’s doing, but rather that you don’t want to burden him.

To bring back the memories.

To make him feel like you’re just using him to relieve your tension.

Of course, he notices that, too.

“You’re nothing like her, bitch-chan.” He whispers in between lovebites. “So for tonight, give into me, okay? Nfu ~”

❀ Subaru Sakamaki.

“The tender brush of white rose petals scattered into the night, their familiar sweet scent fending off eternal shadows.”

When you’re upset or dark thoughts have you overthinking, the first thing that crosses Subaru’s mind is “is this my fault?”

For a moment, he starts fearing for the worst himself, did he upset you in any way? Did his tainted self hurt you? Would you be better off without him?

However, all of those ideas die out as soon as you cling to him, your face buried in his chest, his cheeks blooming in pretty rose.

Subaru hesitates for a moment, but then he holds you, even if a little awkward at first. 

Needless to say, he wants to punch anyone and anything that made you feel so anxious, but you need him now, in the same way he’s needed you on endless nights when all he knew was despair.

“I love you.” He whispers softly, crimson eyes closing as he nuzzles into your hair, leaving the softest of kisses there. “I’m here.”

❀ Ruki Mukami.

“The soothing truth of irrefutable words set in stone; the softness of blackened feathers; white crows guiding you home.”

Honestly, Ruki is one of the best people to assuage the intrusive thoughts plaguing your mind. Not because he is the most affectionate or soft, far from it, but because the logic he uses to make you see you’ll be okay is pretty much absolute.

Your own doubts scatter away, washed away by the night reflected in the deep ocean of his eyes. Somehow, he always has the power to make you feel like you’ll be safe as long as you stay by his side.

Of course, Ruki won’t leave you alone either. He’ll pull you into his lap while he reads a book, even read it out loud for you if you ask him.

“You’ll be safe with me, livestock. As long as you have your master to protect you, no harm will come your way.”

❀ Kou Mukami.

“A happy melody with lyrics that accompany your tears; not in tune, but a game of opposites, as if understanding you, setting your sights on blue skies after a downpour.”

Kou is another one who will notice right away if your mood shifts. Not just because of his eye; he doesn’t quite need to use it when it’s you.

Even if he now stands on the brightest stages, he knows pain like no other, and he doesn’t like that look on you.

You are his bluest sky. To see it covered by stormy clouds… It makes him sad. Though because he is a performer, he knows how to distract you from your endless night.

He brings you roses or any little gift he noticed you eyeing another time; similarly to Laito, he’ll resort to physical affection and naughty touches if you’re in the mood. 

But you always told him you love his voice, so now, he sings for his favorite audience: you and only you. He’ll teach you to dance like he does if you’re in the mood too, catching you securely in his arms when you trip, teasing you.

“My M-neko-chan is the cutest when they smile… You are my favorite sky, okay? Never forget it.” He tells you, as he kisses the corner of your lips.

❀ Yuma Mukami.

“The familiar scent of a fireplace in the home you’ve so longed for; he is the warmth of the sun on your back and the hues of rustling leaves in late summer.”

“Oi, sow, why do you look so depressed?” 

His rough voice is blazing sunshine amidst thick tree canopies. 

He’s noticed you staring at nothing and probably thinking about too much as you help him in the garden. 

He’s noticed the iron grip you have in the basket of tomatoes, the one now in your hand threatening to be crushed.

He’s noticed the trembling of your form.

He’s noticed you are not acting like yourself right now.

And Yuma can’t stand it. Like the unforgiving freeze of a clouded dawn making flowers wither, he won’t allow for the rose petals you put in his life to never bloom again.

So, as he always does, he lets his actions speak volumes. 

Taking the basket from your trembling hands, he gently throws you over his shoulder. Bathed in the last of the sun’s golden glow, he begins the short trek back to the manor.

“I won’t let anything happen to ya, ya hear me? So stop bein’ so sad, I’m here.”

❀ Azusa Mukami.

“He is the softness of clean gauze over your sore hands; a flutter of butterfly wings brushing your cheek as you wake from a sweet dream.”

Azusa is very attentive, so he can tell the little shifts in your mood when fear wraps their cruel claws around you.

At first, he’ll try to distract you, showing you his knife collection and telling you about the story of each one.

That helps a little, gentle smiles tugging at your lips every now and then as you see him excited to tell you about them.

But he knows that is not enough, that you’re still worried; your mind, a tapestry of criss-cross throbbing wounds.

So he’ll patch them up, no matter how long it takes for the turbulent flow of blood to stop.

He’ll hold you from behind, his ever tranquil heartbeat warm and soothing against your back.

“Eve… You deserve to be happy… My Eve is always beautiful… But I like you happy the most…”

[lyingintheclouds]

— what symbolizes who in tbhk?

gimme your thoughts! crystals, flowers, animals... name them! i don’t mind headcanons or theories~ i’ll likely be using this for reference in my writing & art! feel free to reference for ur fanfics <3

yashiro nene — strawberry flowers, pearls, fish, corals, pearls, water, all things sea, her ankles :’), daikons :’), her smile, hearts & love & all things happy,

hanako-kun/yugi amane — red camellias, the moon, the stars, the night sky, etc etc, cats, dogs, toires, knives, seals, red & warm red-brown & gold, red string, string, being possessive,

minamoto kou — orange kalmias, dogs/wolves/yes, lightning, gold, his safety earring, friendly gestures (thumbsups, smiling, hugging, fistbumps, etc),

mitsuba sousuke — doves, sad smiles, photography, the true mitsuba™, making kou gay,

mit2ba — crows, locks, chains, eyes, bones(?), ripped/torn/burnt/shredded pieces of clothing

nanamine sakura — sakura/cherry blossoms, ceramic items (esp teasets!), tea, old-fashioned & antique items,

tsukasa yugi — the sun, eclipses, cats, include half of amane’s things, AMANE AMANE, eyeballs, antique items,

akane aoi — clocks, mahogany & gold items

aoi akane — snakes?????, porple/violet, flowers.

ty to: @frogwithaflowercrown, @pollen-blogs & @redcamellia13 for helping!

[pollen-blogs]

Tbhk headcanons, but they're based on canon

Amane is tone deaf but can dance/Tsukasa can sing but can't dance

Nene loves hamsters , guinea pigs, ferrets, and stoats, etc, but is deathly scared of rats and mice (she only likes cute animals)

Kou stopped getting zapped by lightning every time he used the raiteijou but the burn and lightning scars never went away

Mitsuba pierced his ear after Kou gave him a traffic safety earring as a Christmas present (2023)

Hanako can play the recorder (not mentioned in the manga but in a bonus comic of him luring a mokke out of a vase like a snake) and I like to think he can play the flute as well <- projecting

Sakura makes tea for the broadcasting club, but she only started doing it when she noticed Natsuhiko microwaving water with a teabag in it

[decayayhagfishh]

𖦹.°🍈 Kou Minamoto Drawing!! 🥄°.𖦹

I wanted to draw Kou in one of the Tomodachi Life outfits i gave him,,!! (⁠ ⁠/⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠)⁠/⁠♪⁠♪

I also gave him a new haircut, which kinda reminds me of his Pilot/Beta Design...when His surname used to be Adashino...scary (⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

Here's the Outfit, I have much more of course, and I'm definitely going to draw him wearing them!! I Just didn't draw the Headphones, but atleast he has some lightning-bolt earrings (⁠๑⁠¯⁠◡⁠¯⁠๑⁠)

LOOK AT THIS DUMBASSS. He think everything a Game. What is there to smile about. Spit it out, Buckaroo. Hoo Boy is there a lot of catching up to do,,

He's sooooooooooooooooooo sosososososososososoooooo cute AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH Ughuguuhhghuh,,, mrrppp Mrrp murrrrrrppp,,, He's literally " >:3 " LOOOOOOOK omg,,,I lololololove him sm........^_^

Pluh,,,,!!!! Do Kou haters even exist???? Probably Not, but If they do exist, theyr'e probably the Most insufferable ppl eva,,,,Like HOW can you h8 this Guy,,,,This absolute Cutiepatootie,,,,This absolute

FAGGOT

AAAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH He ruined me. Not even joking. I have so many Pictures of him printed out, several folders, a Pinterest board with images just of him, and i made him an entire shelf,,,, So yeah,,,I think he's cool i suppose...Nothing much i guess...

Cucumber :3

[yume-fanfare]

i love you jshk twitter events

[specialgels]

Of all the characters, whose backstory makes you the saddest and why? On the flip side which character has the happiest life?

[Ooh, I didn’t expect to get a question like this. The saddest backstory would have to be… Sakura’s. With the whole sick twin sister being a sacrifice to please the gods, Sakura trying to escape with Rin but forced to go through the ritual, and having to deal with that for most of her life? No wonder Hellmaru possessed her so easily :’(]

[Though once I add my next two/three muses I’ll have to pick Sirin, who had to endure experimentation as a child, watched her friends die off from the experiments, having to deal with Bella dying near the end of the 2nd Herrscher War, and then dying with her last wish being that she wanted to be normal n have an actual family? I don’t wanna be mean but I have a very strong bias against Otto despite him being an interesting n determined character and this is one of the many reasons why.]

[Now for happiest! I’ll have to say Kou, because there’s like… hardly a bad thing in his backstory at all. He’s got his siblings where are their PARENTS who support him and he supports them and it’s all one big happy family and it’s adorable!]

[tact-and-impulse]

Shinkane Week 2022 Day 1

I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to return to the youkai AU, and the “charity” prompt gave me the inspiration! Up on FF.net and AO3!

Amezaiku

“Once again, as a reminder, please avoid areas of flooding. Please secure your belongings and stay away from the windows of your residence.” The radio announcer’s voice faded in the background, as Akane walked through the room. Flashlight, batteries, water bottles. She ran her mind through the supplies again, trying to calm her nerves. This certainly wasn’t the first typhoon she’d experienced, but she was alone, in Obaa-chan’s house. A sudden gust of wind tossed the chimes over the porch, and her attention was drawn to the forest stretching beyond.

I wonder how Kougami-san and the other youkai are doing.

The last time she’d seen any of them was three nights ago, before the storm had shifted direction. Kagari had cracked jokes that raised Ginoza’s hackles, though Akane laughed anyway. And Kougami had devoured every bite of the manju offering, tongue slowly running over his teeth afterwards. Despite herself, she blushed at the memory.

A loud boom of thunder made her jump, and she spared another look to the dark treeline. Then, branches snapped and gave way, a large shadow springing out. The dark wolf form was instantly recognizable. Kougami paced about, ears pricking up when she opened the door.

“Hi, Kougami-san. Are you alright?”

“Fine.” He sounded curt. “Looking for shelter.”

“Why don’t you stay here? There’s plenty of room.”

His tail swished at her offer but he said. “It’s not just me. The others too, and more than Gino and Kagari.”

“They can all come in! And please hurry, it’ll rain soon.”

A huff escaped him, close to laughter. “You’re too generous, Tsunemori. Then, I’ll call them over.” And he reared his head, howling. Beautiful and haunting, it sent a shiver down her spine.

Immediately, the trees rustled. Akane spotted Kagari first, the weasel bounding eagerly. The dark silver fox was Ginoza, but the sandy fox following him was unfamiliar, muzzle whitening with age. And from above, a crow and swan swooped into the yard.

It couldn’t have been a moment sooner, because lightning cracked, a white ribbon flickering on the horizon. Akane urged everyone inside, and Kougami was the first to transform back. As he walked past, he touched her shoulder and the corner of his mouth lifted in gratitude.

Kagari had a wide grin, eager to explore the house, and Ginoza, who actually wore glasses in his human form, surveyed everything with an air of suspicion. The others also introduced themselves as Masaoka, Kunizuka, and Karanomori. They seemed polite enough…at first.

“So, you must be Kougami’s human.” Masaoka gave a wry smile.

“Eh?!”

“Oh, look at her blush.” Karanomori reached over to pinch her cheek, the shoulder of her white kimono slipping precariously. “Shinya really picked a cutie.”

Kunizuka didn’t add anything, but the sparkle of amusement in her dark eyes was almost as bad.

“Hey, Akane-chan! This is all you have to eat?!” Apparently, the kitchen was being raided by a certain weasel. She ran in to find a mess, pots and pans strewn everywhere, but Kagari held up a hand. “No, don’t come in here. I’ll cook, it’s my way to pay you back.”

She would’ve protested, but Masaoka steered her around. “Go on, ojou-chan, we’ll prepare a feast for dinner and you can take it easy. Why don’t you find Kou? He must be keeping watch.”

The house had darkened, as if night came early, and she nearly tripped over his tail when she entered the living room. His hand gripped her forearm to steady her.

“Oi.” In the low light, his eyes glinted silver.

“Th-thank you.”

“Am I not supposed to be here?”

“No, that’s not it!” She sat beside him. He had been facing the windows, directly surveying the foreboding landscape. “You just surprised me. Were you watching the weather?”

“The raijuu are awakening.” The way he talked about legendary thunder beasts was unbelievably casual. “You gave us shelter, so we protect the house in exchange. Gino’s at the other end. And it sounds like the others are slacking off. I hope they’re not bothering you.”

“It’s alright. Everyone’s nice. Although, they said I was your human…?”

Kougami coughed, turning slightly away. “They haven’t met a human in a long time, so they’ve forgotten their manners.”

“Is it really that rare to interact with people? In the folktales, it seemed youkai encounters were a given.”

“It wasn’t common but not unheard of. But as centuries passed and humans built roads and nations, they drifted away from the world of youkai. At least, that’s what I was told, a long time ago. Your grandmother would probably say the same.”

She wondered who had first told him about the separation, but she didn’t ask. Instead, she said. “Obaa-chan would be thrilled to meet all of you, let alone in her house.”

“You’re worried about her.”

“Her hospital is further inland, which is good. I just hope they don’t lose power.” Meanwhile, the rain had begun to fall, pattering against the windows. The glass panes became enveloped in a clear sheen of water, like sugar syrup. “Once, when I was younger, we went to a festival and she bought me amezaiku. You know, the candy in the shape of animals? Mine was a pink jellyfish and I thought it was too pretty to eat.”

“Did you?”

“Eventually, but I don’t think I could ever try making my own. I’ve been working on taiyaki and I was deciding on the fillings.”

His ears snapped forwards, adorably so. “What flavor?”

“I’m not sure yet. What would you like?”

“What would I like?” He repeated. “Never been asked that before. It’s a very human question.”

She wryly smiled. “And youkai can answer.”

“Then…I’ve heard of chestnut.”

“That sounds good! I’ll prepare it for the next offering.”

He gave a crooked smile, a pointed canine showing. “Ah. I’ll look forward to it.”

She stared for too long, her heartbeat suddenly pounding. The sound of rain faded away…

A flashlight beam cut across the room. “What are you two doing by the windows?” Ginoza interrupted, the light reflecting off his glasses. “Don’t you know it’s dangerous, especially with the thunder beasts loose?”

“How else are we supposed to stay vigilant?” Kougami retorted.

“You haven’t lived in a house, you wouldn’t understand. And wouldn’t you know better?” He glared at Akane, and she only had a flimsy excuse.

“I’m from the city…”

“Honestly, you two.” He strode off, muttering and belatedly calling out. “The kitchen doesn’t need any help so don’t go in!”

There was another roll of thunder as they retreated to the opposite side of the room, and Kougami clicked his tongue. “I can round the perimeter. What about you?”

“I’ll clean up in here and look for the games we have. We can make the most of the storm.”

“If you see a blue and white youkai that’s crackling with lightning, let us know right away.” And with that, he ruffled her hair, tail sweeping against her legs. It happened so quickly, she couldn’t react before he exited into the hallway.

Maybe, the static electricity in the air was rampant. Why else would she feel this charged?

[sunshinecrashed]

IF ONLY

minamoto teru x reader

@tokoyamis-luv​ requested: okay IDK if you do angst to fluff (i’m sorry if you don’t) but maybe reader hides that she can see supernaturals and she’s recently been dating teru. one day she’s waiting for him after school and he’s taking some time, so she’s goes and looks for him, only to find him attempting to exorcise hanako maybe? or a supernatural idk- (teru thinks it’s okay bc she supposedly can’t see supernaturals) BUT SHES SHOCKED AND HORRIFIED and is very sad you know? since he’s a sweetheart 1) SORRY

2) i forgot what part i was in whoops anyways so he notices she can see supernaturals and shes ofc very shocked and sad but he goes to her house and talks to her and apologizes and it ends up more light-hearted and cute and fluff (he’s also taken in consideration koi’s feeling towards exorcising) you DONT HAVE TO DO THIS REQUEST!! IM SORRY I ALREADY ASKED U ONE LIKE YESTERDAY OR SMTH (also if you can could this be a scenario? you are AMAZING at them) THANK U 🥺💓💓 

word count: ~1,400+

summary: you try and stop teru from exorcising hanako; but you haven’t told him that you can see supernaturals. 

warnings: slight angst with a happy ending, attempted exorcism of hanako

a/n: ok first i wanna say that zara (can i call u that?) u are SO KIND omg i don’t mind taking ur requests at all, i eat that shit up lmfao. and 2nd its like 1am lol im sorry if this turned out shitty ;-;

• ﹒•  °  ˚ ° ⋆ ✧ ✧ ✧ ⋆ ° ˚  ° •﹒ •

It’s not easy hiding the fact that you can see supernaturals from your boyfriend. 

Who is literally an exorcist. 

When you both started dating, you agreed that no secrets would be hidden between you two, but if Teru knew that you could see supernaturals... things would get complicated very quickly. 

Every time you passed the bathroom and saw Hanako in there while other people were around, you turned a blind eye. 

 Every time the Mokke try to give you a sweet from the classroom window sill, you averted your gaze.  

It pained you to ignore the supernaturals that you have seen all of your life, but you simply just couldn’t risk how Teru would react if he knew that you interacted with them. You were very aware about Teru’s opinions on ghosts and supernaturals, especially about Hanako-kun. 

Right now, you were walking with your boyfriend to your next class, chatting. 

“Are we still down for getting lunch after school?” you asked curiously. 

You could tell that he was already almost drooling at the thought of trying out the new cafe in town. “For sure. You know where to find me once school is out, right?” 

Poking him in the arm affectionately, you said, “Under the tree in front of the school. We meet there every day, dummy.” 

“I know, I know. I’ll meet you there as soon as I can, and then we can taste test their pastries.” He smiled at you. You let out a little ‘yess!’ as you linked pinkies with him. 

Standing on your tippy toes, you pressed a tiny kiss to his cheek. “I’ll be waiting! Go ace the test that you were talking about!” you cheered. 

Teru laughed and watched your form turn the corner, a fond look in his eyes. 

He made a mental note to be quick while he got rid of that pesky ghost Hanako. 

- - -

As you stood under the tree in front of the school, you worriedly glanced at your phone. 

‘He’s already fifteen minutes late.. that’s longer then last time.’ 

You pondered on whether or not you should send him a quick text, your finger hovering over the send button.

you: hey, everything alright? those pastries aren’t going to eat themselves 😳👀

Sent. 

‘Maybe he was just finishing up his test?’

 But that didn’t make sense to you either. Your boyfriend was a straight-A student, who somehow always turned in his assignments first while getting perfect scores almost every time. 

You couldn’t help the nagging feeling in the back of your mind, that... the supernaturals had something to do with his absence. 

With your mind made up, you hurriedly placed your phone back in your pocket and made your way back into the school. 

Peeking into all of his classes, you found that they were all empty, with the students and teachers having already packed their things up. The only exception was Tsuchigomori-sensei, who only quirked an eyebrow at you as you quickly stammered an apology for disturbing him. 

The only place left to go was.. the rooftop.��

As you climbed the stairs leading to the very top of the building, you could feel energy growing in the air, similar to electricity. 

‘Shit, he couldn’t be--!’ 

Your hand flew to the rooftop door handle, revealing the very scene that you had dreaded the most. 

“Teru!” You tried to yell over the crackling of lightning. But he couldn’t hear you with his back turned to you; all of his attention was on Hanako, who was currently speared to the ground by your boyfriend’s sword. 

Even from a distance, Hanako’s struggling screams still rang in your ears, shattering your heart. 

You couldn’t let him do this. You couldn’t let him harm a ghost just for being a ghost, who hasn’t caused any harm to the students. 

“You supernaturals are all the same. Even if you promise not to hurt anyone, who says that your rumors won’t change? What will you do when you finally end up killing another person? It’s my job to stop that from happening--”

Tears welled into your eyes as you ran forward, wrapping your arms around him from behind. 

“Teru, you need to stop this!” you begged. 

For a moment, the lightning stopped and Teru tensed up. 

“[Name]? What are you doing here?!” He whipped around to face you, shock written all over his face. 

His eyes darted from you to the supernatural he had pinned to the ground. “Wait. You can see him?” 

You looked away. “...We can talk about that later. But right now, can you please let go of him?”

“You know I can’t do that, [Name].” He said softly. “It’s for your own safety.”

Taking a deep breath to collect yourself, you said “Wait, Hanako hasn’t harmed anyone,” Teru opened his mouth to respond to that, but you continued. “Let’s talk about this somewhere else, and after that, you can decide if you still want to go through with exorcising him, okay?” 

Your boyfriend took one look at Hanako’s puppy-dog eyes that screamed “please?”, then back at you, and sighed. 

“Fine. But you have a lot of explaining to do, too.” 

“...I know.” you confessed. 

Teru took your hand and led you back to the doors to the stairs, before shooting Hanako one last cold glare, to which Hanako only closed his eyes and sighed with relief. 

You both went your separate ways once you exited the building, an unspoken feeling left hanging in the air.

- - -

Your day ended with a blur, and Teru still hadn’t contacted you all night. By the time morning rolled around, you were beginning to think that your relationship with him had ended before you heard the doorbell ring. 

It was still fairly early, and you were only dressed in a big t-shirt and some sleep shorts, but you answered the door nonetheless, only to find Teru standing there with a box in his hands.  

“Umm.. May I come in?” He asked hesitantly. 

You were (secretly) really happy to see him standing on your front porch, knowing that the tension between you guys could finally be settled. 

As you invited him in, he sat down on a stool at your counter while you stood on the other side, leaning on the kitchen cabinets. 

Teru nudged the box in your direction with his hand and looked away sheepishly with a blush on his face. “Here, I uh.. got these for you.” 

You curiously opened the box to find... 

“Pastries?” 

His blue eyes looked up to meet your gaze and he gave you a gentle smile. “Yeah, I remembered that we were supposed to go try the new cafe together yesterday, so I thought that you might want to share these since... things got in the way.” 

The corners of your lips quirked up as you took one of the pastries. “Thank you, Teru. That was really considerate of you.” 

“And I also hoped that we could talk about what happened yesterday..” He trailed off. 

You sighed, taking a bite of the pastry before beginning. “Yeah, I’ll start. I’ve been able to see supernaturals since the beginning. I didn’t tell you because, well.. I knew what you thought of them, and I didn’t want to put anything at risk.”

Continuing, you said, “I know that you come from a long line of exorcists, and I really didn’t want to interfere with your work, but some of the supernaturals, like Hanako, haven’t done anything to harm anyone. He’s even protected your little brother and Nene when they’ve been in trouble.” 

Teru also took one of the pastries and munched on it, absorbing your words.

He noted, “Before I came here to talk to you, I also had a small conversation with my brother about that. Kou insisted that he would keep Hanako in check, as long as he didn’t hurt any of the students. And if it came down to that, then he agreed to exorcise him.”

He took a deep breath. “What I’m trying to say is that I’m giving both Kou and Hanako a chance to prove that Hanako is a safe supernatural. And if they fail, well.. then I’ll take care of it.” 

“Teru,” You began with a smile tugging at your lips. “You don’t know how much I appreciate you doing that for us. I’m sorry for interfering in the first place.” 

He gave you that familiar warm smile that made your heart skip a beat. “And I’m sorry too. From now on, no more secrets, okay?” Teru questioned. 

“Definitely. No more secrets.” 

 Your boyfriend held his arms open for you and you rolled your eyes affectionately before letting yourself be held by him, both of you humming in satisfaction. 

“Wanna go grab some breakfast in town to make up for yesterday?” He asked you, his voice slightly muffled. 

“...is that even a question?”

[fuckinuchihas]

omg am i too late for the love story thing? HI KEL ILY!!! ok i have a crush on bokuto and hmm,,,, “there was only one bed” or “mutual pining” are probably my faves!! i like most things tho ksjs (ok i love u thank u 🥺💋✨)

Okay listen...the Bokay thirst is strong in this house. I wanted so badly to give you some good raunchy smut my dear but the word count got away from me so maybe a sequel? We shall see! Enjoy my love my everything!

*Also that neck tho* 🥵

“No he doesn’t!” you say, giggling into the rim of your beer.

“Oh he does. I’m telling you, either Diachi is working after hours as a stripper or he has thigh-centric workouts.

“Bo! Oh god, no no no, Diachi would never,” you reply, leaning into him a bit as you continue to laugh at the mental image of strong, dependable Daichi doing something crazy like cage dancing.

“I’m serious, baby! Look at these bad boys, this is how you get volleyball muscle,” he says, smacking his thigh in emphasis. “I work just as hard as anyone else, no way that guy has so much damn muscle on his thigh without some kind of somethin’ somethin’ y’know what I’m saying?”

“Stop,” you say, playfully plugging up your ears until his hands reach out to pull yours away and just...linger there.

The skin of his palms warm over your fingers for a beat, two, three...and you think this might be it, he might actually make a move.

He pulls away and nervously rubs at the back of his neck. “Whatever. Until he proves to me that he’s not a stripper, I’m standing my ground.

“That’s not how it works at all,” you say, but you can still feel his warmth lingering on your hands so it's a much more sobered chuckle than the drunk giggle you let out just a moment before. “You’re silly.”

A loud clap of thunder shakes through Bo’s apartment and a streak of lightning lights up the sky through your window and you frown.

“I should get home,” you say. You never fail to enjoy the time you share with Bokuto, he’s in some, okay all of your favorite memories. Still, you’re not sure if you can control yourself if you don’t leave.

Bo stands up effortlessly and heads toward the door.

“You’re not going anywhere tonight...look,” he says, gesturing toward the window.

You get up and take a look and of course the storm is beyond anything you’re capable of driving in, let alone walking.

You start to feel a little flustered. It’s too much for you to stay here with him, those big golden eyes staring at you and that cheeky smirk on his lips...you’ll never survive it unscathed.

“I’ll call-”

“Stay here, you can take my bed. I’ll be fine on the couch,” he says, and then you look at the couch.

It’s maybe half his size.

“No I can’t- Bo you’re twice as long as that couch!” you say, chuckling as you gesture at the couch. “I’ll stay out here you take your bed.”

Wait-when did you agree to stay?

Fuck.

Bo bites his lip, “No I can’t do it. I’ll never be able to sleep if I know you’re out here on that shitty couch.”

“You literally just tried to convince me you would sleep on it and now you’re calling it shitty?” This boy, trying your patience.😑 “Look, why don’t we both just sleep in your bed. It doesn’t have to be weird if we don’t make it weird.’

You’re gonna make it so weird.

You want him too much to not be weird in his bed but it doesn’t look like you have many options here. The couch really isn’t that comfortable, not even to sit on and you dread what it might do to your back if you actually lay down on it.

“Well well well, just what is going through that pretty head of yours, shorty?” Bo asks, but you just flip him off and head down the small hallway to his room.

You’ve been here before, but not at night so it feels different.

“Do you have a shirt I could borrow...don’t want to sleep in jeans,” you ask, not really thinking anything of it because you’ve worn his jackets and shirts before and it was never a problem but now he’s blushing and stuttering at you like you’ve just asked him to wear his underwear.

“I uh..I mean-yeah,” he says, clearing his throat as he grabs the first thing he finds in the closet and tosses it at you.

“Thanks, I’m just gonna...change,” you say, nodding at him quickly before turning to leave.

You take a few deep breaths and try to calm your rabbiting heart once you’ve changed and used one of the spare brushes under the cabinet to clean your teeth. It's impossible to resist the urge so before you’re under his watchful gaze again, you pull the collar of his shirt to your nose and breathe in his scent. You groan, he always smells so fucking good, it’s torture.

Another few calming breaths and you force yourself out the door, otherwise you’ll sleep in the bathtub and while that’s not entirely unappealing considering your options, you tried not to make a big deal out of it and you don’t want to hurt Bo’s feelings.

“Okay, all done if you need it,” you say, knowing he’ll want to do the same.

When he leaves you put a hand to your chest and just as you knew, your heart is pounding quickly.

“It’s fine, it’s no big deal,” you tell yourself softly, and then slide underneath the blanket on the furthest edge available. You know that Bo likes the left side by the door because you dropped by and woke him up one morning before his flight.

It’s still one of your fondest memories to call back because he looks so cute and soft in the mornings after he just wakes up. It’s the one time he’s not all chaotic energy and loud noises. In the morning he’s calm and still a bit sleep hazy, and you want nothing more than to cuddle into him and just melt at the cuteness.

When he comes back you stiffen for just a moment and then you realize it’s Bo. You’re safe and everything is fine.

He flips the light off but then turns on a lamp beside the bed.

“Kay...I can sleep on the floor if you’re uncomfortable,” he says, one last attempt.

“Come to bed, Bo.”

It takes a few beats but he slides under the covers behind you purposely not touching you despite the small space.

You’re pretty sure he’s not even fully on the bed.

When you turn over you see one leg and maybe part of his buttcheek has made it but the rest of him is very much still out of bed.

You chuckle and shake your head, tugging at his arm until he actually gets into bed and finds a reasonable amount of comfort.

“Why are you so nervous? It’s just me…” you ask softly, putting your head against his shoulder.

“I’m not-okay I’m a little nervous but you would be too if you were in bed with a hottie like you!”

You grin, “You think I’m hot?”

“Yeah, duh…” Bo says, with an exaggerated eye roll.

“I thought maybe you looked at me like a little sister or something,” you say, biting your lip. It’s one of the only reasons you can think of for him holding back all this time.

“Wait what?-No, dude nooo,” Bo says, avidly shaking his head. “No way are you my sister,” he says, with an exaggerated shiver down his spine.

“All this time...you never made a move, Kou.”

“I uh-I wasn’t sure you-y’know, wanted me to.”

You look at him with no small amount of surprise, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this,” you say, genuinely smiling. “Bokuto Kotaro afraid of lil ole me? How cute!”

“Hey, I’m not afraid! I just didn’t want to piss you off,” he says, humphing and almost crushing you as he goes to cross his arms out of habit. “You’re a pain in the ass when you’re mad.”

You huff at him but shimmy closer.

“Bokuto Kotaro sitting in a tree, s-c-a-r-d-i-e!” you tease.

He lets out a low growl and before you can finish your full laugh his weight is pressed against you, your hands pinned to the bed as his golden eyes find yours.

“If one of us is scared, it’s you,” he says, “Not laughing now are you, babygirl?”

“Kou-” you start but he starts to pull away and you have to stop him.

Your legs wrap around his waist and you buck up against him. “Not scared, Bo...not of you, not ever.”

“If you keep teasing me like this, I won’t be able to control myself much longer,” he says, groaning at the friction where you rocked against him.

“Then don’t…” you say, finding his eyes again. “Give in, Bo. It’s okay, I-I want you, want this.”

“Are you sure?I-I don’t want to ruin what we have…’ he says, and glances off to the side. That must have been where the fear was hiding.

“Hey, look at me,” you say, hands free enough to pull his chin up. “You are my best friend. You will always be my best friend. Do you want this, Bo?”

“More than anything…”

“Then take it, we can work out the rest in the morning.”

“God you’re perfect,” he says, and then dives in for a kiss.

You giggle as he peppers them all over your face, so genuinely happy to have you. Whatever that might mean.

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MASTERLIST

[elizabeatrice]

The Simp, The Himbo, and The Bone Man (Chapter 65)

Let’s Talk About JSHK Manga #1

Warning: !!!Manga spoilers up to chapter 65!!! Duh.

Note: I don’t speak Japanese, and I’m using Nikko Scanlations’ translation of chapter 65. Props to them for translating so fast! There’s one mangacap from chapter 60 by Caim, and one from chapter 64 by Ropes of Fate. Ya know what, props to all JSHK fantranslators. Love y’all!

I’m proud of the title. Heheh.

Ok so I read chapter 65 and then proceeded to get thrown on board SS Confusion.

Before we begin I gotta say I’m loving the faces we got in chapter 65. Thanks, sensei.

I wasn’t really surprised that we didn’t get to see hananene or akaoi this chapter. I mean, sensei just impaled my boy and last chapter was angst fest all around so naturally they’re gonna jump to comedy/something lighter in this one because … well, it’s JSHK.

Let’s get chronological.

The. Colored. Art. Is. So. Fricking. Gorgeous.

I love the whole thing with Kou worrying about his friends. Baby boy why you so wholesome can I hug him pLeAsE!

Yokoo and Satou are super cool as well! My baby Yokoo you outshine the morning sun, my son. It’s nice seeing more of them, caring about Kou no less. Gaaahhh the friendship fluff

Apparently this arc is going to delve into the whole ‘friends not telling each other things’. Exhibit A: Akane, Nene, and Aoi. Exhibit B: Satou and Yokoo and Kou.

Heck the tagline of this month’s colored art is ‘no one knows the real me’. Interesting development. I love me some friendship drama.

Yep. I’m loving where this chapter is going. Kou is feeling useless yet again. His brother is away who knows where, Akane is still lovesick insane, and Tsuchigomori won’t tell him the future. Not to mention that Hanako and Nene are missing. Kid’s literally on his own.

Until-

Ey yo Mitsuba how’re ya doin’? It’s very nice to see him caring about Kou, especially after what happened last arc.

And then the simp showed up. I love him.

(By the way isn’t his Raitejou still sealed? How is he conjuring those lightnings? Maybe he was just hitting that apparition with it?)

Finally! Kou meets his broadcasting club trio equivalent, and Natsuhiko meets his toilet trio equivalent. This is something I didn’t know I needed. Thank you sensei.

Now Natsuhiko’s definitely got something up his sleeve, from the way he seemed to prevent Mitsuba from telling Kou who he is (and most importantly, who he’s affiliated with).

Hm … Tsukasa wants No. 6, eh? Ohhh boy.

Mitsuba falling asleep right away lmaoooo. Look at these dumbasses.

And I can’t believe Kou fell for those ‘heroic stories’. Poor Hanako, his two best friends are (lovable) easily-tricked idiots hahaha. I mean, Kou is such a pure soul, bless him and his dog ears and tail. Thank you, sensei. You’ve fed us well.

Then … Bone Man. I actually call him Goat Man, but let’s just stick with Aoi’s lovely nickname (his name is Shinigami-san thoooo).

Interesting development. He be OP af man. The guy literally controls both life and death. Do NOT let that >60 year-old psycho child gets him.

I know it kinda seems like, oh, there’s the glaringly obvious answer to Nene’s lifespan problem. But as we know, there are prices to magic, and Bone Man doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to break the rules. I mean the dude wants to close off boundaries to keep the two shores completely separate, and is willing to sacrifice a girl to do it.

Yeeaaahhh … he’s a bit lawful evil imo, but we still don’t really know him yet, so. Eh.

Then Bone Man dropped this month’s bomb.

Did Nene, Akane, and Aoi just die? What freaking else can you call ‘body decaying, leaving the soul behind’ other than dying?

Not to mention not one (1) kannagi fell into the whole. TWO (2) kannagi fell into the whole, along with a dead boy and a soon-to-be-dead boy. Will that change the equation?

Speaking of dying, remember what Aoi said about No. 6? People who are about to die soon can hear No. 6′s flute? And Nene heard it?

Is this what ‘going to die in less than a year’ means for Nene? Thrown into a hole deep enough to the point of no return, a hole full of giant creepy bugs, her body decaying and leaving her soul behind, and thrown there by her own best friend no less?

This, this is wild.

But Hanako said in Misaki Stairs arc that nothing lives and nothing dies in the boundary. Is this an exception? Does the hole lead to a place outside the boundary? Is it a gate to the far shore (y’know, since there’s no returning from death unless No. 6 intervenes)?

And apparently Aoi falling there was ‘according to plan’? Hm … Aoi didn’t seem to know that the last time we saw her. She didn’t want Akane to drag her with him, remember? She could be lying, I guess. But Akane, Nene, and Hanako didn’t need to be sacrificed too. Maybe she was brainwashed not to care?

See, SS Confusion.

I know we all miss our monthly hananene, but be patient my friends! Sensei are working hard, and, well, this sort of thing comes with the whole monthly update format.

(Guys. Guys. Daydream arc is about 20 chapters long. Thats one year and eight months. It almost took two years to finish that arc. And seeing that this arc is a lot more plot driven than Daydream - which is more character driven imo - I’m kinda scared. Heh.)

Anyway! I enjoyed this chapter and all the dumbasseries featuring Natsuhiko, Kou, and Mitsuba. Really lifts the mood in this condition, ya know?

Feel free to discuss with me if you want to!

[firebirdsdaughter]

Random Writing Tidbit-Ish?…

… Alternatively titled ‘I’m getting too far ahead of myself again’ or ‘I should be in bed right now.’

Or both?

So… I couldn’t get the ‘Go-Onger idea’ out of my head… And… Here we go?

Hopefully this isn’t too messy and vague?

(Another moment of silence for the horizontal line)

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Coughing and sputtering for air, Kou struggled to drag himself back up. Everything hurt and his vision was blurry as he squinted around. The others seemed equally as stunned, scattered about—Melto and Asuna were each by his elbows, the brothers near them on either side. The Kishiryu had fallen around them as well, and he could hear their groans rumbling through the ground. A crackling sound like electricity brought his attention back to the one towering before them, staff in hand.

“This ends here.” The Druidon King declared, raising his hand—sizzling energy was collecting at his fingers, spiralling in a circle. “Become sacrifices.” Then energy shot out toward them, dark lightning reaching like talons, bearing down on them and even their Kishiryu.

Everything slowed down. In the haze around him, over the sounds of the electricity stretching toward them, he heard someone shouting. There was a heavy, booming sound behind them as Kishiryu moved. A hand connected with his shoulder, sending him careening back down, into Asuna, bowling her over as well. Black flashed across his vision at the same time green flickered in the corner of his eye. He heard TigerLance’s howl and MirNeedle’s roar.

The energy claws struck—and latched on.

“Touwa! Banba! No!” The cracking, panicked voice drawing out the last syllable was hardly recognisable as his own. If he screamed loud enough, long enough, then maybe… Somewhere beside him, he heard the others’ voices as well—Asuna shrieking, Melto shouting, even a high pitched squeak that might have been Ui.

Above them, he heard Tyramigo let out an equally terrified bellow, thundering across the sky. “TigerLance! MirNeedle!” The sound was closely followed distressed roars of Ankyrose and Triken, and a deep rumbling that shook the ground—the Black and Green Kishiryu’s cries of  pain.

Sounds that were echoed by their Ryusoulgers as the air around them crackled with dark energy, buzzing madly. It seemed like it was trying to drag something out of them, clawing at their bodies, while the King’s laughter at their agony rippled through the air. They both glowed faintly their respective colours, but the light was slowly seeping away from them, streaming back toward the Druidon’s extended arm. Neither of the brothers screamed, not even Touwa, but were clearly suffering as their legs and transformations gave out and both dropped to their knees.

Barely holding himself up, with tremendous effort, Touwa’s head turned toward his brother. “Ni… Nii-san…” Green’s voice was weak and breathless—like the light really was the life draining out of him. Slowly, shaking like a leaf, the boy hauled one arm up, reaching desperately for his older brother—whether for comfort or protection, Kou didn’t know.

Banba was in the same state, torn between alien exhaustion and the pain, but he snapped to attention at the sound of Touwa’s voice, even as damaged as it was. “… Touwa…” With equal difficulty, he raised his own hand, reaching back for Green’s just as urgently, both of them stretching their fingertips, grasping for each other right to the end.

They almost made it, fingertips a har’s breadth apart when their strengths gave out. Touwa went down first, collapsing the rest of the way to the ground, arm still extended, the green glow seeping away completely—Banba didn’t get time to react before he, too, slumped over, his hand only just barely out of reach of his brother’s, the black light around him gone.

The rumbling sound about them faded as the same fate befell TigerLance and MirNeedle.

Kou scrambled instinctively, mindlessly toward them, trying to push through the still-charged atmosphere to get nearer; his voice had mostly dried up after his initial scream, but he hoarsely mumbled the brothers’ names over and over, as if it were a spell that would wake them. Behind him, the others followed in the same automatic, panicked vein. He arrived at Banba’s side at the same time Melto made it to Touwa’s. Pulling Black into his arms, he desperately tried to shake him awake—but Banba’s head just bumped limply against his arm, features even stiller than regular unconsciousness. Blue did the same with Green, cradling the younger boy’s head in his hands like he was holding a kitten, trying to pull it back up in vain, despite Touwa laying just as still as his brother. Asuna and Ui joined them, Pink crawling forward to grab both the brothers’ shoulders, trying to shake them as well. Ui just dropped to her knees by Asuna’s shoulder, hands clamped to her mouth, trembling, tears welling in her eyes. Somewhere above them, they heard a series deep, resounding rumbles as their Kishiryu whined over the still forms of their brethren.

Neither Banba nor Touwa moved, both still as death.

Ice ran through Kou’s veins, and he would have sworn his own heart was stopping, too. “No…” The syllable died in his throat. He slumped forward, head dropping onto Black’s chest and found only deafening silence. He could barely find the will to breathe, too shattered even to cry.

Melto said nothing, just whimpered faintly and clutched the boy in his arms tighter to him. Touwa looked so uncharacteristically small, a painful reminder that he was even younger than them, barely older than a child. Blue buried his face in the boy’s hair, rocking back and forth slightly, his hands clenching to hold fistfuls of Green’s shirt.

Incoherent blubbering seemed to be the only sound Asuna could make, equally as incapable of any sort of speech. She gave up shaking them, too, her shoulders slumping—only her vice-like grip on the brothers’ shoulders kept her arms from dropping right to the ground. She looked like she might be about to throw up, just staring at the dirt, tears dribbling down her face spilling over as the welled in the corners of her eyes.

The one that was was standing was Ui, hands still clamped over her mouth, eyes wide as plates. She hadn’t made a sound since her original, horrified squeal, shocked into silence as well as motionlessness. The only thing differentiating her from a statue was the way she was shaking like a dry leaf in the wind, wavering back and forth like even the slightest breeze might carry her away.

Behind them, Tyramigo bent down to sadly nuzzle MirNeedle and TigerLance like he still thought he could wake them, while Triken and Ankyrose pawed anxiously at them.

Harsh laughter interrupted their grief, making their heads snap back up. The King was cackling madly, head thrown back toward the sky. He went on for a while before trailing off, rolling his shoulders and straightening, adjusting its crowned helm. As they watched in horror, two of the empty sockets flickered, glittering—and were filled with a green and black jewel respectively, both glimmering in the sunlight, even glowing faintly; and nestled beside each was a smaller gem, in the same colours, just as brilliant.

“Remarkable…” The Druidon mused. “Must be the Kishiryu…” Slowly, the monster surveyed them, taking in their expressions—so stunned and devastated they were almost blank. “Now do you understand?” He threw out his arms shouting to the sky. “Black and Green’s energy will be put to use for our conquest!” The glowing eyes narrowed, radiating twisted joy. “Your friends’ sacrifice has done nothing but ensure our victory—their deaths are just as pointless as your Master’s!”

Something fluttered in Kou’s chest, a burning spark against the numbness and cold. Pointless?

He let out another, barking laugh. “What a truly pitiful display! A perfect example of the failures of such sentimentality.”

The words fanned the spark smouldering in Red’s ribs, the flames rising. His hands tightened into fists on Banba’s arms, clutching bunches of Black’s sleeve until his knuckles turned white. Failure?

The King stepped toward them, relishing their distress. “But do not worry. I will send you to join your weakling comrades and Masters…”

Weak? The fire in Kou’s chest burned even hotter—and exploded.

He just remembered to pass Banba’s body to Asuna—who scrambled to catch him before he hit the ground, arms flying to wrap around Black’s shoulders—as he surged upward with a yell, RyusoulKen flashing into his hand, and charged the Druidon, swinging wildly. The King stepped easily out of the way with another chuckle—which served only to make Red angrier.

Spinning around, he attacked again, but this time the Druidon merely lazily raised his own weapon, blocking the blade easily, then leaning close to hiss tauntingly in the Ryusoulger’s face. “What’s this? Attacking in anger?” The words were dripping with disdain and cruel amusement. “How quaint.” A swift strike to the stomach sent Red reeling back, landing hard in the dirt.

“Kou! Stop!” Asuna’s voice hammered distantly against the roaring in his ears, breaking and full of grief and pleading. He ignored her, struggling back to his feet and rushed forward again—only to be knocked back once more, even further, rolling so far across the ground that his back bumped into Banba’s legs. When the King started laughing again, he let out another angry snarl and began trying to drag himself up once more.

Hands latched tightly around his arm. “Stop it!” It seemed Ui had found the strength to move. “Stop it, we need to run!”

Before he could either shake her off or speak, the King raised his hand again, the same light that had wrenched the life from Green and Black’s bodies collecting at his fingertips once more—and everything froze all over again as it bore down upon them, the lightning claws reaching out once more…

… To crash, sparking wildly, into a metal shield.

For a moment, none of them were sure what they were seeing. “… Gaisoulg…?” Asuna finally managed, clutching Banba closer, while Melto, still stunned mute, did the same with Touwa, in some instinctive attempt to try and protect the brothers from the darkness that had once been their Master.

Gaisoulg however, merely gave them a small glance over his shoulder before turning back toward the King. The Druidon lowered his arms, frowning angrily. “Gaisoulg… So you intend to betray us in the end, do you?”

“Betray you?” Gaisoulg’s warped voice sounded vaguely amused, but still not at all comforting. “Please, don’t delude yourself. I was never on anyone’s side to begin with.” The GaisoulKen spun around, swiping two shimmering purple arcs through the air, speeding towards the Druidon.

The King effortlessly batted the slices aside in a shower of sparks—but when his vision cleared, both Ryusoulgers and dark armour were gone.

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This got long. I intend to write a second part, but I wanted to post this anyway.

Cannoli is… Somewhere else while this is happening? I dunno, I don’t have a good explanation for why he’s not around.

Also, yes. Sad Tyramigo. I’m sorry.

I’m also sure I’ll realise later there were other notes I meant to add that I forgot about.

[carlatsukinamistolemyhamsandwich]

Diabolik Lovers Fae AU Intro

A big thank you to @mythicamagic and @ladydianaayoo for talking through this with me!

Faerie, the realm of the fae exists, as a world parallel to our own. There are portals between their world and the human world but generally they can only be opened at twilight or dawn, unless the person using them has a high level of magic. The land is split up into different courts, winter, spring, summer and autumn, with a King or Queen ruling over each court. Over all of the courts presides a High King or Queen, who has authority over the ruler of each individual court.

Karlheinz used to be the Winter King but 400 years ago he overthrew the overall ruling family (the Tsukinamis) and became High King, sending the Tsukinamis into exile. The Sakamaki brothers are still Karl’s biological sons, while the Mukamis are ex-humans, who became fae via making a bargain with Karlheinz. In this Au Kino is a changeling, who was raised in the human world for the most part (kudos to Myth for this idea).

In terms of appearances, the boys all look relatively similar to their canon selves, except for some hairstyle/aesthetic changes. However they don’t have fangs and their ears are pointed. Each fae tends to have magic that specializes in a different sort of element. These are things like fire, earth, water etc. However there are rare gifts, such as shape-shifting and mind-altering magic. The elements the DL boys specialize in are as follows: Shuu- water Reiji- fire Ayato- earth Laito- tends to lead people to believe it’s fire but it’s actually a form of mind-reading magic Kanato- fire Subaru- snow Ruki- air (tends to use it almost like telekinesis) Kou- water Yuma- earth Azusa- snow Carla- lightning Shin- shape-shifting Kino- lightning

Recently, Karl’s powers have begun to weaken and he’s realized he’s reaching the end of his lifespan. Rather than simply appoint a successor, he’s decided to turn it into some final form of amusement. In order to become the next High King, someone of royal blood must win the unconditional love of a chosen human (in other words, they have to get the human to love them while leaving no parts of their personality hidden). After several failures and with his power fading day by day, Karl chooses a human for the game to commence one final time. And that, my dear reader, is you.

That’s all for the intro post. If you guys want to know anything else about this AU then please, please send in some asks. There’s a lot of stuff I didn’t get to talk about in this initial post because I didn’t want to overwhelm anyone with world building. Whether it’s more info on the world, your role in this or general headcanons on the fae boys, I’m happy to answer any questions you might have. Hope you all have a lovely day! I hope you enjoy this Fae-U (credit to @ladydianaayoo for the pun)

[theautumnenthusiast]

46 and 59 for Shin and Yui, and 5 for Kou & Yui please. ❤️ And of course, you do not have to make all the requests if you do not want to. ^^

I have Shin’s 59 prompt in another ask, so I’ll be writing that later on. Hope that’s alright! 

the first one ended up being pretty long for a drabble whoops

Shinyui: “Go back to sleep.” 

Yui had never liked thunderstorms. Before all of this happened, she had spent many a night huddled around Papa’s weather alert system, wrapped in a blanket with her hands over her ears. Banmaden did not have a weather alert system, and even though she now knew things far scarier than thunderstorms existed, she couldn’t help but wish she had that small bit of comfort. There was nothing comforting here.

When she couldn’t take it anymore, Yui pulled the blanket over her shoulders, and, with a shaky hand, pushed her door open. Leaving the relative sanctuary of her room was something she only did in dire circumstances, and this counted as such, more or less.

She crept down the hallway, trying to remember where the stairwell down to the first floor was. If she couldn’t have the comfort of knowing when the storm would end, she could at least find solace in a mug of cocoa.

Yui tugged the enormous blanket over her head like a makeshift cloak, but the end still trailed behind her, dragging on the floor. She grimaced, knowing Carla would tear into her if he saw her treating their belongings like this.

A clap of thunder - the loudest one yet - shook the windows and resonated through the hall, and Yui shrieked.

The sooner she had that cocoa in her hands, the better. She started toward the kitchen again, but her blanket, which must have gotten caught in something, yanked her back, and Yui tumbled to the ground.

Her frustration turned into horror when she heard a familiar, grating laugh. Yui forced herself to turn around, and, sure enough, Shin stood behind her. The blanket had caught under his foot.

“Going somewhere?” he asked. Outside, lightning flashed, illuminating his sharp-toothed grin.

“K-kitchen.” It was all she could get out.

Shin stared her down, his golden eyes so intense that she couldn’t help but squirm. All she could do now was wait for him to figure out whether or not he was feeling merciful, and the few seconds that it took him to decide were agonizing.

“You think we’d let you near the knives, idiot?”

Yui’s heart sank. He wasn’t in a good mood. “I… I just wanted to m-make cocoa.” Thunder crashed, and she ground her teeth and clutched the blanket closer. “I’m… I’m really sorry.”

Shin scoffed. “Are you seriously afraid of a little thunder? Man, you’re pathetic.”

She even didn’t want the cocoa anymore; getting away was her top priority. “If you don’t want me in the kitchen, I can-”

“Quit your sniveling. It’s making me sick,” he snapped. Yui recoiled. Braced herself. Waited.

Nothing happened.

“Humans find hot drinks comforting, right?” Shin asked. “Is that what you wanted it for? Comfort?”

Yui gaped at him. “Erm. Yes?”

“Alright,” he said, clapping his hands together. “Let’s go, then. Get up.”

She scrambled to her feet, confused. Was he… being nice? “Would you like me to make you a cup, too?”

“Nah, you aren’t going to the kitchen. I’m just going to comfort you, like you wanted. Pretty nice of me, huh?”

“Oh.” She had been too optimistic. “That’s okay. I think I’ll be fine-”

Another crack of thunder caught her by surprise, and Yui startled and yelped. Through the dissipating rumbles, she could hear him snickering at her. She bit her lip.

“You’re pretty hopeless. You know that, right?” His arms wrapped around her, and Yui stiffened as Shin dragged her close to press her body against his. The gesture felt more cautious than what she would have expected from him – almost mechanical and certainly devoid of anything resembling tenderness – but she couldn’t say she hated it. His body was sturdier than his arms. Noticeably so. This was… strange.

Shin patted her head, twice. “There, there.”

The puzzle pieces connected. This was comfort from someone that had no idea how to offer it. And it was dreadfully awkward. But also, somehow… endearing?

The corners of her lips twitched. Thankfully, Shin had all but smothered her face in his chest, so he couldn’t have noticed it.

“Your heartbeat’s slowed enough,” he said, releasing her. “That actually worked, huh? You really are a simple-minded woman, aren’t you?”

She bit her lip, struggling to keep herself from smiling. “Thank you.”

His eyes narrowed. “Well, that’s enough of that. Go back to sleep, idiot.”

She dipped her head and dashed off. Pressing her mouth into a thin line the whole way back was agony, but a necessary precaution. She made her way to her room and shut the door behind her. Safe.

Yui pressed her back to her door and slid down, grinning from ear to ear.

Kouyui: “You’re safe now.” 

For all he said that he hated lies, Kou was excellent at telling them himself.

He was holding her close, now, one hand secure on the small of her back and the other woven into her hair. This because she was sobbing like a child, and that because he’d dropped a toy snake down her shirt and told her it was venomous.

In the seconds just before he pulled out the toy, when terror stifled all else, she had been grateful he was reaching into her unbuttoned blouse to get it out. She thought it had almost been kind of him to do so. What a fool she was!

When was she going to learn?

Yui pressed her face into Kou’s shoulder, trembling, and he rubbed her back. “Come on now, don’t cry.”

A feeble apology fell from her lips. He was being nice now, but she knew his demeanor could change in an instant. Kou hummed, then put his hands on her shoulders, holding her at arm’s length. Bleary-eyed as she was, she could still see his face nearing hers.

Kou kissed her as gently as he always did. Gently enough to make her heart flutter even as every other nerve in her body screamed at her to run. And she hated herself for it.

He leaned back, smiling. “Your face is almost pretty when it’s all screwed up and red like this.”

Yui clenched her teeth together and lowered her head. “You shouldn’t have touched me like that.”

“I did get a bit worked up,” he said, sheepishly, as he tipped her chin up. “Sorry. But it’s okay. You’re safe now, aren’t you? Hey, I’ll even be gentle as an apology.”

Safe?

Safe with the boy that had strangled her multiple times? That had threatened her with a hot frying pan and poured tea over her head? That had made her eat cake off the floor and tied her outside in the middle of a rainstorm and watched as his fans tore her clothes to shreds for something he had deliberately done to her? Safe?

Yui squeezed her eyes shut, and her shoulders bunched up as he pressed his lips to hers. She would have preferred the venomous snake.

[racke7]

Moekuri

Alright, so by nobody’s popular request. Moekuri: Adorable Tactical SRPG.

It’s an interesting kind of game. You start out being able to choose a classification for your own character, and after that you’re basically unleashed upon the world to become the pokemon-master a summoner.

You catch monsters, you train monsters, but most importantly: you customize your team of summoned monsters into an unstoppable force of perfect synergy.

As a summoner, depending on what specialization you picked at the start, you will learn new abilities and skills as you level (abilities and skills that you can pick and choose from). Your monsters will learn new skills but no new abilities.

The monsters have different abilities, different elemental types, different skills, and wildly different ways to be utilized by a summoner.

The strategic aspect of this game are really quite top-notch, even if the camera (and the inability to play full-screen) could do with some work.

Now, having said that? Moekuri is a game designed around much the same idea as the pokemon-mod “Moemon”. AKA, the monsters you capture are cute girls, and together you shall emerge victorious.

As such, there’s an expected level of lewdness in imagery that I’m not going to argue against (and will not be bringing up here). Whether the cute girl is barely dressed or wearing full combat-armor, at the end of the day it’s a cute girl and as such thematically appropriate.

Going from there however, we run into my first real problem with the monsters.

They’re horrifically inconsistent. Not just in drawing-style (which is fair enough, I feel like they might’ve lost a lot of their budget trying to commission 150 artworks for characters that the player might never even see), but in character-design.

First off, as a disclaimer: I’m not an artist, I’m a writer and haven’t really tried drawing in literally a decade. The fact that I’m still noticing a clear difference should be a worrying sign, but again I’m not an absolute authority on the subject of drawing cute monster girls.

So, let’s start off with an example of a really good one.

The Skeleton. The drawing-style is a bit awkward, and I sympathize profoundly with its hand, but as far as design is concerned? This one is brilliant. The white shawl-thing that reminds us of the ribs, the zipper for the spine, the white stocking-holding-things reminding us of the skeleton’s thigh-bones. And it’s shown to stand underneath a starlit sky, implying some form of darkness (which is its element).

The chibi-version in the corner is what it looks like on the field, and thanks to the very solid design-choices it’s a very non-cluttered and very elegant kind of picture.

Overall? It’s a very well thought-out design, and I’m very much enjoying it.

Compare this to the raijuu.

The Raijuu. Again, the drawing style is a bit awkward, mainly in the proportions. Still not a terrible image, and with an elegant kind of design that translates well into the chibi-format.

However, there’s nothing in this image that implies anything whatsoever related to the girl being a raijuu, other than the fact that that’s what it’s called.

A raijuu is a beast that descends from the sky in the form of lightning. Generally it’s assumed to be a wolf-like creature, sometimes with some form of wings (which the hair-clip might be referencing). Certainly, the long ponytail of the girl could be related to the long tail of a raijuu, but it could also be implying a lot of other things, and feels very much like a stretch.

So there’s no signs of this girl being either a raijuu (a wolf-like beast related to lightning), or to give her any kind of signature towards lightning (which is her element). So despite of how very streamlined and elegant the final chibi-version ends up looking, the lack of signature design leaves it unable to capture any kind of “raijuu“-like spirit.

I could bring up more of these clear issues with character-design (there’s 150 pictures, that’s a lot of room for mistakes), but I’m going to settle for one more.

The Selkie. Which is something like a seal-mermaid in legends, where fishermen steal their pelts and force them to remain with them forever on land. There’s again some signs towards an inexperienced artist being the creator, but the chibi-version comes together in a fairly uncomplicated manner.

I’m... not even going to try to figure out how this particular design was thought of, considering what she’s supposed to be, because I have no idea. Though I will applaud the fact that we can see an iceberg in the background, clearly implying her element to be ice (which it is).

A lot of it can probably be summed up to the game being Japanese in origin, meaning that the artists are Japanese as well, something which likely limits them rather thoroughly in figuring out what they’ve been asked to draw.

(It’s admittedly also a possibility that this fault lies at the feet of the translators, but I kind of doubt it.)

The Naiad. A somewhat obscure creature of Greek mythology, they’re water-nymphs who frequent small fountains, wells, and springs.

Now, knowing the origin of the name, it becomes somewhat obvious that the background includes reflections of sunlight across water. But it’s an extremely tiny portion of it, and she doesn’t exactly look otherwise water-implying beyond the fact that she’s wearing a blue shirt and ribbons.

As a result of this, the chibi-version again doesn’t really manage to capture any kind of “naiad“-like spirit, though considering how human-like nymphs are supposed to be, I won’t argue about it.

In comparison, we can see how blatantly obvious it can be when the artist knows what they’re drawing.

The Tengu. A crow-person and an omen for bad weather, usually depicted with a big nose.

Even missing the big nose, she’s wearing clothing that’s generally seen in tengu-related artwork, has crow-wings, and is swinging around fans that’s creating an obvious wind.

The chibi-version ends up looking a little bit cluttered thanks to the red-white stripes on the rope tying her hat under her chin, combined with all of the other minor details.

So, interestingly enough, the very detailed and obviously accurate depiction of a “cute tengu” is hindered in it’s “chibi-version” by that very same attention to detail.

There’s another example of knowing what they’re drawing though.

The Sphinx. A winged lion with a human face, generally associated with Egyptian mythology, though it often makes an appearance in Greek myths.

Excellent design, VERY well-executed drawing-style. The wings are there, the cat-like eyes, the lion’s tail and ears, the Egyptian jewelry and haircut. On top of that, the background is filled with bricks and faded-out browns, easily implying that her element is earth (which it is).

Despite this attention to detail, it still remains remarkably uncluttered in chibi-version, thanks in large part to the choice of very smoothly blending colors and large “blank“ areas of only a single color.

If every monster was like the sphinx, I would’ve ended up feeling guilty over buying Moekuri on a sale. It’s amazing.

Still, this isn’t so bad. A few monsters are well-made, a few of them not-so-well-made. Why is this causing me to rant about it?

The Peri. A winged spirit, known for its beauty, from Persian mythology.

It’s well-drawn, the design is consistent with what it’s supposed to depict, and the chibi-version isn’t too horribly cluttered.

In the game, it’s a fire-creature and the red background and bright lights can be seen as hinting towards that.

Pay attention to the saturation of that image.

The Kou. Supposedly somehow related to the Qilin (either too obscure, or too badly translated for me to find anything about it).

This is a fire-creature.

As you can see, with the two fire-creature side-by-side, there’s just this... blatant lack of “these two things belong together“, despite how they share an element.

The extreme differences in saturation just makes it all the more blatantly obvious that the artists likely had very little in terms of oversight/guidance in finding a common theme. And it just kind of... pisses me off a little bit.

Mainly because in any work you do, you kind of need to gather everything together so that it all meshes well together. And despite how solid the strategical parts of the game is, when it comes to character-design, sometimes this game really falls flat (despite how it’s literally designed entirely around the idea of capturing and surrounding yourself with cute girls and emerging victorious from countless battles).

(I’m still not clear if they tracked down artists for stuff they’d already made, or if they commissioned the art from the get-go, and I must admit to some curiosity on that side of things.)

[specialgels]

“...”

“...”

“...”

“Oh, my goodness! The way I’ve acted this past week---I need to apologize to everyone right now!” 

“So do I... that... I’m so ashamed of myself.” 

“Yes! Finally back to normal!” 

“Wha? They were acting different??” 

[catsnraincoats-archive]

Tsukasa carves doodles into people’s desks and this what he’s done so far

Nene: fish, crowns, radishes

Mitsuba: peaches, strawberries, cameras

Kou; lightning bolts, traffic safety earrings, his staff, clouds and suns

Amane: the moon, stars, soccer balls and the number 7

They all are used to him sitting in a chair and carving doodles into their desks and Mitsuba even feeds him apples while he does it. He steals Kou’s food when he’s at his desk to the point where Kou just feeds him himself

oh thats adorable,,