#kyou reply

[svnrise-rp]

Kyou was always a bit jumpy first thing in the morning, he had siblings and was always dealing with them so it was no surprise that the other waking him up would cause such a reaction. He smiled as the other took the cup "I didn't think you would be here when I woke up, I also didn't think I would wake up in bed with you but I must have mistakenly crawled into bed in the night" He sipped his own coffee and just watched the other, he was handsome and Kyou had enjoyed their time together quite a bit. He reached over and moved some hair from Avery's face "Honestly I'm glad you are still here...I had such a nice time with you...I always do" he realized how awkward things were since he was acting rather romantic toward the other, he cleared his throat then sat back sipping his coffee "After this...you can go...I'm glad I was able to make coffee for you" he finished his coffee rather quickly then set the cup on the bedside table "Text me when you know when you want to do our uh....date...second date" they had discussed things and how every time they went out together it felt like a date so finally they were calling them dates, it would be their second date this time around because them getting drunk together felt like the first. He checked his phone and then looked over "I had a nice time....I think I should drink a bit less next time though" he laughed softly.

Kyou jolted awake and sat up quickly, he yawned big then rubbed his eyes "What...what?! Is there a fire?!" he groaned then relaxed his body, he went limp his head now on the pillow and not on the man's chest "You scared me...what time is it?" he finally realized what the situation was and sighed "Ah hell..." he looked over "I must have forgot I was sleeping on the sofa and snuck in after going pee..." he quickly got up and stretched a bit "Sorry...I will...coffee" he dashes out of the room and goes to the kitchen to throw together a quick pot of coffee, he had no idea what time it was but didn't seem concerned about it. Once the coffee is made, he brings the other a cup and sat on the side of the bed "I'm surprised I'm not more hungover than this..." he was a bit hungover with a headache and nausea, but he didn't feel as shitty as he normally did so he considered it a win. He sipped his coffee then glanced at the other, he couldn't help but stare at the pretty man that was sitting on his bed with him.

@ang3lmoans

[maigo-san]

Hi, maigo-san! TanRen is so hot 😳 you may have convinced me to join the shadow realm. Is it just me or is your Tanjiro kinda possessive? 🤭💕

Hello, anoon...! I'm so sorry for the late reply (again), I got a lot queued up and I promise I will answer every ask

also WKWKWKWK shadow realm is so silly 🤣/pos

I'm glad my fic made you like another dynamic of rntn but tanren is pretty similar to rentan. At least, in my experience with a bunch of other tanren shippers' works. The difference is tan is topping this time. I think both are so good

Is it just me or is your Tanjiro kinda possessive? 🤭💕 - skfjdokf I have to be real with you, but I haven't thought about it until you pointed it out lol

But I think I get where you're coming at. I think what you're referring to are Tanjirou and the scarcity mindset.

As we know, Tanjirou has always been a very simple guy. He's grateful for his family and his previous life before Muzan fucked it up, and even after it happened, he tried to make do with it.

That was why he was very hard-working and focused, and that's why he never doubted Nezuko after she turned.

but there are times when he doubted himself or felt down. It's very natural for anyone, esp with his background and his role as the "head" of the family.

His family counts on him as the breadwinner, his siblings look up to him and seek him for solace, he co-parent with Kie, and he continues to play that part so he could take care of demon Nezuko.

It might not seem so, but if it happened in reality it's quite extreme for the eldest siblings to take this much burden. After all, a family is a system and everyone should take part in it in some way.

You can actually see this scarcity mindset being pointed out during the final battle of Yuukaku Hen by Nezuko from a flashback. Basically, she told him to stop apologizing for everything and always try to take the blame.

The scarcity mindset manifests in the way he tries to push himself past the limit because he keeps seeing his flaws or lacking. Either in his breathing or the fact that he's not made up or born to be someone as amazing and legendary as Yoriichi. So, he always apologizes for these flaws. It seems trivial but it can be pretty self-sabotaging.

I feel despite the situation though, Tanjirou still had decent support whenever he needed them and he's just really down-to-earth to the point where he doesn't harm others because of it. So, in my mind, it didn't translate to possessiveness.

Though, esp in angsty romantic scenarios, this scarcity mindset made him quite an intense character.

He'll try to be an amazing lover despite having never been with anyone before or before they're together, he'll try to play his role as best as he could to the point where it's almost overwhelming. In A Paper Kimono, he tried to be a good tsuguko but since he can't flame breath he apologizes for it an if you noticed, he tried to make up for it by serving Kyou with something else. Though he also enjoyed every moment of it and he did it still with moderation, he clung to these activities almost like a lifeline because it gave him a sense of control. Just like how he reminded himself he's the eldest son or a big brother.

I feel this is a point where Kyou and Tan share some similarities because they both have leadership. but I think Kyoujurou's doesn't come from this mindset, it's actually the opposite of it. (I think it's called the abundance mindset, iirc)

A scarcity mindset revolves around the lack of resources but instead of that, Kyoujurou very much trusts his support system and as we know from his background, he grew up very privileged. That is why he is willing to take such a huge risk such as dying while protecting others. It's also why he thinks his father will bounce back if he continues his legacy and is also why he doesn't mind Senjurou not following in his footstep.

lastly, I often see possessiveness getting associated with top/bottom dynamics and I actually didn't intend it in that way whenever I wrote something. In my time loop AU, it has rentan too, but I still made Tanjirou possessive-ish if you'd like to call it. It really is just something that made sense with the canonverse to me

I hope this answer satisfies you, anon. Thank you for reading the fic and thank you for the compliment 🥺🫶

[lightningfilledsaber]

I really need to plan holiday themed art in advance

[miss-choco-chips]

Kyou Kara Maou but Yuuri is the one who introduces people to a tradition for once. It goes a little like this -

There's a rumor in court that the King doesn't really love his fiance, and sees him as a friend or brother in arms. They got engaged for political reasons, you see. Or by mistake. There's no intent there. A few dream of proposing to the king, and have him maybe accept, but most know that's a moot point- he's always with Lord Weller, his bodyguard. No one can get past that man, less of all close enough to the king to actually strike him. So, the smart ones decide a better way to get into the king's good graces and into his inner circle would be by proposing to his fiance. Free him of an unwanted arrangement, become something like a sibling in law by marrying his long time companion, AND get a drop -dead gorgeous husband?? Its too good of a deal to pass up.

And so it starts, one night during a ball at the castle. Yuuri is dancing with Greta, while Wolfram smiles tenderly from the side, and the way the gesture lights up his entire face and turns his stern demeanour angelic gives the last push of bravery a tipsy noble needed. The slap is heard throughout the hall, and everything, music included, quietens at the sound. Wolfram is frozen in place, cheek stinging. Conrad and Gwendal approach, storms in their eyes. Yuuri, confused and a little annoyed as he starts to understand what's going on, follows suit.

He has to duel the noble, of course. As the one of higher standing between him and his friend, it's either he fights the dude for Wolfram or 'gives him up'.

'You can get rid of the engagement like this', Murata points out.

'Wolf isn't an object to be passed around,' Yuuri replies, getting ready for the fight. 'And he doesn't want to marry the guy- I won't free myself by trapping him somewhere else'

He doesn't go too hard on the noble. Poor guy was kinda drunk, he probably didn't mean anything by it, and he doesn't deserve to have his shit rocked because he made an impulsive decision while deep in his glass. Yuuri can also empathize, as he, too, has felt the need to hit Wolfram in the past (and he understands his beauty is the type that makes people do dangerous things).

They think the matter is settled. That it's a one off, weird but whatever.

Then, it happens again, when Wolfram is taking a stroll through the gardens with Greta. The noble lady responsible had thought the last attempt made had failed because the man decided to slap Lord Von Bielefeld in front of the Maou. Of course, even without an emotional connection, the gesture was too disrespectful to go unpunished. She grins as her hand makes contact, uncaring about the young princess bursting into tears and running off. Wolfram, this time, gathers himself fast enough to feel pissed. If not for the guards holding him off, weary of how tradition dictates the only retribution given might come from Yuuri, he'd have cooked the woman alive.

By the time Yuuri gets there, hand in hand with a still weepy Greta, he's mad enough by the fact someone dared make his daughter cry that he duels the woman right there in the gardens. After it's done, Wolfram huffs, still indignant, and marches his king and princess back inside, leaving the guards to deal with the waterlogged lady.

Okay, the nobles think. So maybe the Maou has to save face, and feels forced to accept any challenge thrown in his own home. No big deal! Lord Von Bielefeld is escorting the King on a diplomatic meeting when a dignatary from the neighboring country, the one they are visiting, goes up to him and strikes.

Conrad is the one holding Wolfram back this time, while Yuuri, angry after a full day of negotiations going nowhere, takes the chance to work off some nervous energy and dons his sword for the duel. Murata, again, points out Yuuri could use this as a chance to end the engagement. Yuuri, who's heard Wolfram ask late at night, on a very quiet voice, 'they think me so easy to steal? Am I worth so little to them?', shuts him up with a glare. It was never funny to begin with, but now it's really, really not funny.

The general consensus is, then, that it shouldn't be done while the Maou is nearby at all, or in his castle. Pursuers gain confidence then, attacking again and again when the young lord is on patrols, back on his uncle's lands, or simply out and about. Wolfram's guards become twitchy, trying their best to stop this from happening but not having much success, dreading the moment they are sent to call for the Maou so he might fight for his fiance.

Yuuri fights no less than 15 duels, having to cut meetings short, postpone his trips to earth and cancel baseball practice to do so. He's getting angrier and angrier, frustrated and... Something else he has no name of, at how many people are apparently wanting to take his place on Wolfram's life.

He still entertains the entire thing because that's tradition, apparently, and it has to stop eventually, right?

Until one night, when they are alone in their room, Wolfram turns away from him in the bed and whispers how maybe they should end the engagement. If people think him so easily stolen, his image must be pretty bad, not at all like how a future king consort should be; and he's seen how tired Yuuri is of having to defend him. His pride and feelings are hurt, and for the first time in his life, Wolfram is contemplating giving up instead of fighting, his usual fire dimming with every careless duel.

That's when Yuuri gets up from bed, terrified and furious at the notion, and storms into the treasure room to look for the thing he needs. And during the next big feast at the castle, like the one that started this madness, he calls for attention and explains to everyone how proposals are done in Earth. How one gets down on one knee, begging their partner to accept a ring in exchange for the rest of their life together. How no one can take that ring off, except the one that put it there or the one who wears it, and even then it's by their choice alone. How it's a promise and a vow and something unbreakable, forever.

And as he says this, he kneels in front of Wolfram and presents a precious ring of emeralds and onix, and once again binds Wolfram to him.

No one else proposes to either of them, after that night, even though Wolfram's smile had shone so bright it put all the jewels in the room to shame.

Gunter doesn't stop crying for a week, while Gwendal is busy planning the wedding.

[svnrise-rp]

"Tenshi kawaii? that's oddly specific" he laughs "well, I'm far more shocking than just my looks but no I will not ellaberate further because I don't want to scare you away. You are cute and I am on my first date since high school" he nearly choked on my beer "I did not mean to admit that...whoops" he had a habit of speaking his mind and it backfired this time. He wiped his mouth then laughed "My parents are used to it but it was the fact I hadn't told her about it beforehand, she was just surprised. My dad just asked me if it hurt and had me stick some spaghetti through the hole. He's the curious type" he sit back in his seat and smiles as they are brought their food. "I've had people go a long time without noticing the piercing but I tend to not open my mouth very wide when I speak or eat. I'm very quiet most the time" he was only more chatty recently as he had become more confident as he slowly found his sense of style and made more like minded friends.

The Birthday Date - closed rp

@joasis-rp Sei x Kyou

Mistakes were made. Sei has dumped his boyfriend right before his birthday and he regretted in. Not because he missed him or anything, but because now he'd be alone and get no gift. "The hell was I even thinking? I could have held out for another week! Ugh!" he sighed, putting his head down on his desk. He looked at his phone, ignoring the notifications from his most recent ex, he opened his twitter. Nothing new, nothing interesting. Well, he did see a dating app ad and sort of piqued his interest. "Maybe...I might be able to pull it off." He checked the clock; an hour past noon. "Yeah, how hard can finding a date in a day be?" Not like he had anything else to do on his day off. He made a profile and began to endlessly scroll through the sea of hopeful singles looking for things from a fwb, to something serious. A real cutie with dark hair popped up, he was just Sei's type appearance wise so he liked the profile hoping to match. "Kyou huh....cuuuute." The desperate idiot sat and refreshed the app for minutes waiting for this particular profile to match with him, ignoring the others messaging him. He knew what he wanted and he was gonna go for it if they matched.

[nymphoheretic]

Nymph: This is based off a fanart I was of Kyou jacking off while on the phone.

Warnings: Switch!Kyoujuro, phone sex, guided masturbation, mutual masturbation, "daddy" is used once

Word count: ~1k-ish

Pairing: Kyoujuro Rengoku x Fem!reader

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You laughed at something Mitsuri said over the phone. Apparently Obanai had forgotten to put sugar in one of the tester treats and the kids who sampled them spit them back on his pristine apron.

“I’ve warned Obanai to double check his steps when baking.” you giggled. You heard your phone ding with an incoming call and you pull it away from your ear to see who was calling you.

~Incoming call: Kyou, My Love~

You smiled. Kyoujuro was away at a teaching seminar for the weekend. You missed him terribly so hearing his voice would be nice. “Hey, Mitsuri, can I call you back later. Kyou is on my other line.” You said your goodbyes to the other woman before pressing the accept call button on your phone. “Kyou! Hi!”

“Baby~”

His voice was like silk as it caressed your ears that you had to pull the phone away and place it against your racing heart. You took a few seconds to get yourself back together. “Yes, Kyou?” You managed to say.

“Where are you right now. The bedroom?”

You nodded your head, but then realized that he couldn’t see you. “Yes I am. Why does my love need me?” You teased. A gasp left you at the whiny breathy reply you got in return. Your stomach fluttered with heat at the realization. “Kyou, baby, are you touching yourself?”

His voice came out in a whiny pitch as he stroked the hard flesh of his heavy cock. He needed to hear your voice. He missed you so much. “Yes, baby. I want you so badly.”

A sudden burst of confidence filled me as I sat up against the headboard of our bed. I opened a few buttons to my top to free my breasts as I spoke to Kyoujuro. “Sweet boy, does my voice turn you on? Are you imagining its my hand gliding up and down your cock?”

Kyoujuro let out a shuddering moan as his squeezed just enough to mimic the pressure his beloved would use. “Fuck, yes.” he hissed out. He stroked his dick a bit faster, panting into the phone. “Baby…Will you touch yourself for me too, please?”

You let out a small laugh at his request as your fingers were already twisting at you hard nipples. “I already am. Now, Kyou, I want you to take your hand and squeeze at the base of your cock. I don’t want you cumming until I say so.” you giggled softly at his whine of disdain at your request. “Either you do as I say or I hang up right now and turn my phone off.”

Kyoujuro let out another whiny moan as he moved his hand down to the base of his length and squeezed. His balls immediately protested, throbbing almost painfully. “Baby~” he whispered, “it hurts.”

“I know, sweetie.” you cooed into the phone, your hand gliding down my abdomen to your wet cunt. You easily dipped two fingers inside and let out a mewl. “I’m soaking wet for you, Daddy. I want you to fill me up so good when you come home.” you moaned into the receiver. “Kyou, spit into your other hand and work it over the head of your dick. Can you do that for me, sweet boy?”

“Ptuh.” Kyoujuro quickly spat into the palm of his other hand and rubbed it over the swollen head. He tossed his head back as he closed his eyes and imagined it to be his wife’s warm wet pussy circling the tip. “Little one~” He purred, holding the phone with his shoulder. “I can’t wait to be home and pounding into the pussy of yours. Fuck…wanna cum so badly.”

You worked your fingers faster, thumb circling your clit as you tried to bring on your climax. “I know, baby boy. I’ll let you cum soon. Are you imaging your hand is my cunt wrapped so tightly around you, choking your cock with my walls?” you added a third finger, stretching you out so deliciously and curled them to hit that spot within you. “I’m pretending my fingers are your cock, although they can’t reach as deep as you or stretch me like you can.”

Kyoujuro could feel his balls angry protesting the denial of his orgasm. He need to cum. He needed to cum so badly. “Baby girl…please…need to cum. Wanna cum with you.”

Pulling the phone away from your ear, you pressed the video call button. You wanted to see his face when he came and I knew he wanted to see you. He picked up almost immediately, the phone positioned on the side so you had a full view of him stroking his fat cock, the tip an angry red. You felt myself cum a little from the sight. You placed the phone on a pillow next to you so that Kyoujuro would have a clean shot of me stuffing your pretty pussy with your fingers.

“Fuck, baby girl…”Kyoujuro let out another whiny sounding moan, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead. “You’re always so beautiful when you’re so dripping wet only for me.” He stroked his hand faster over his cock even as the pressure built up in his balls. He groaned as he licked at his lips. “Please, little one, let me cum?”

You felt your thighs begin to tremble as your walls fluttered around your fingers. “Cum, baby. Cum with me.” you said as you started to cream on your fingers, riding out your climax. You watched as Kyoujuro let go of the base and almost immediately thick ropes of white spurted from the tip and landed on his stomach. “You did so good, Kyou.” You panted as you slowed your fingers down.

Kyoujuro looked at the amount of cum on his stomach and quickly grabbed a towel to clean himself up. He grabbed the phone, his eyes narrowed as he watched you slow down the thrusting of your fingers. He arched a brow, “Darling, did I say we were done.” His voice held authority. “Now you’re going to play with your sensitive body and I’m going to watch.”

You swallowed. This was going to be a long night. “Yes, Daddy.”

©️2022-23 nymphoheretic - I do not give permission to copy, edit, alter, or distribute my work. Do not adverse on tiktok. Do not repost on any other platform.

[inversionimpulse]

Ogerpon's role in the story is, of course, that of the oni from Momotarou. But I think that she herself has quite a lot of Ibaraki-Douji in her.

Her whole story rings true with Ibaraki's. The story goes that Ibaraki-Douji was the right-hand-man, or possibly woman, of a gang of marauding oni living on Mt. Ooe. Naturally, of course, a band of heroic samurai showed up and killed them all - as you do with monsters. Ibaraki-Douji, however, survived, although it lost its arm. It pursued the samurai who defeated it back to Heian-Kyou, where it attempted twice to kill him in revenge and steal back its arm by disguising itself as a harmless human woman. It got its arm back, but Watanabe no Tsuna survived.

Ogerpon, too, came down from her mountain seeking revenge for a stolen treasure and a dead friend. There are little differences, such as that she and her companion were not bandits and there were only two of them - there's another possible inspiration for her companion that I think fits better, which we'll go over later - but broadly it follows the same pattern, only where Ibaraki-Douji got back her treasure but didn't get revenge, Ogerpon got the reverse.

There's little details, too. While I hardly have a comprehensive survey on hand, I am told that some versions of the myth portray Ibaraki-Douji as a woman - Ogerpon, too, is specifically female in a way that is unusual for Legendary Pokemon (The Lousy Three being specifically male remains a mystery). The grass-type, too, connects to Ibaraki-Douji, whose name may mean Briar-Tree [Demon]Spawn. Even her height and the plot point of her being possible to mistake for a human child may connect here - the meaning indicated by "douji" on its own, rather than the monstrous connotations of being compounded into a name, is merely "child."

Now there's another mythical figure, the Oni of Rajoumon, who is frequently identified as Ibaraki-Douji itself.

And rather than Shuten-Douji and the other Mt. Ooe bandits, I think Ogerpon's companion resonates more with the Oni of Rajoumon, or rather, the Oni of Rajoumon's human friend(?). The story goes that the poet-scholar Miyako no Yoshika was traveling through Rajoumon (now more frequently called Rashoumon), the southern gate of Heian-Kyou, and was so struck by the scenery that he composed half of a poem, originally in Chinese, on the spot:

"The weather clears, breezes comb the hair of the young willows."

The oni who lived in Rajoumon heard this and replied:

"The ice is melting, wavelets wash the whiskers of the old bog moss."

Whether there was any further association between Yoshika and the oni, the story does not say. Yoshika would go on to be moderately successful, only for one of his pupils to be promoted above him. In response he left society behind to become a mountain hermit.

If we generously interpret this as Yoshika being rejected by society and fleeing to a hermetic life in the mountains (and not, as I tend to half-jokingly say, as ragequitting society entirely), we may see a bit of Ogerpon's companion here - not a boss and many underlings as with the oni of Ooe, but one relative equal.

Anyway. The point of this is as follows:

That you should all appreciate the self-restraint that it took to not name her Old Bog Moss.

[svnrise-rp]

Kyou was quiet during the drive, he stared out the window, his elbow resting on the door handle and his cheek resting on his hand, he felt a bit betrayed. Having such a big thing kept from him sucked, he sighed and then lifted his head when the car came to a stop. He got out and hesitantly took Hanzo by the hand and headed into the hotel. Once upstairs and in his room "I'm going to get changed, do you want something to wear?" he figured wearing sweatpants or shorts would be far more comfortable. He went to the bathroom and wiped his little bit of makeup off and changed into some shorts and a baggy T-shirt. He then returned with some sweatpants and a t-shirt, he handed them over then sat down on the bed "I'm unsure what to say right now...I understand why you kept this from me...but it feels like I hardly know you.." he was shaking a bit, clearly he was holding back a lot of his true feelings and it was hard to tell if he was scared or holding back tears.

Kyou (formerly named Yoshio) "I wanted to discuss him, because I wasn't sure what I should do...if you wanted to still be with me or not...because if you didn't want to be with me. I would have stayed with him. But you still like me" he sighs then holds his hand as they walk to the car "Eh?! You never told me that!" he trips on his own feet and falls to the ground, he sat up and sighed "No you never told me that...just change your name...Yakuza don't really live in the area I live in...they are more hidden..maybe you would..." he shook his head "Nevermind...I guess this just means you won't return to Japan unless I lived outside of the big cities" he gets up dusting himself off, instead of grabbing his hand he just walked toward Hanzos car "let's go to my hotel, we can talk more in private" he was processing the news and his processing his emotions so he wanted to wait to talk about it until they were at his hotel room.

[kyousystem]

KS Backgammon Problems (25 March 2024)

The Situation

White won the opening roll of 4-3, and played 24/20 13/10 with it. You’ve rolled 4-1 for your reply; how shall you mount your counteroffensive?

The Candidate Moves

There are three options worth considering:

24/20 6/5*, hitting White off of your 5-point while splitting to hers.

13/9 6/5*, hitting White off of your 5-point and bringing down a builder from the midpoint.

6/5*/1*, hitting both of White’s back men.

24/20 6/5*

24/20 6/5* goes right for the gold—or, more specifically, the golden points. You certainly don’t want White to anchor on your 5-point if you can help it, so hitting with 6/5* is natural (and helps unstack the heavy 6-point in the process). Conversely, you absolutely want to anchor on White’s 5-point, so splitting to it with the 4 gives you good odds of doing exactly that.

"But Kyou System," you might reply, "isn’t it too risky to split and hit loose on the 5-point like that?" Not in the opening! Even if White hits you with a return shot, the damage done is minimal: She only has one inner board point closed, so you’re pretty much guaranteed to re-enter immediately; and it's not too painful having a third man sent back this early on (especially if you end up making the golden point!).

13/9 6/5*

13/9 6/5*, meanwhile, goes right for the throat. Once again, you definitely want to thwart White’s plan of anchoring on your 5-point, so 6/5* is automatic. Preparing a builder with 13/9, although risky, makes it all the more likely you’ll cover your 5-point or make some other useful point next turn. That’s assuming, of course, White doesn’t hit you.[1] It’s a high risk, high reward play.

6/5*/1*

6/5*/1* cranks the aggression up to eleven, putting both of White’s back men on the bar! It’s a flashy move, but does Black have a good position to start an attacking game like that? Unfortunately not: You only have one point closed in your home board—and for that matter, there’s only a measly 8 men on your side of the board, as opposed to the 10 or more you need! And that’s saying nothing of the liability that blot on the 1-point will be going forward, or how you’d end up with two men permanently out of play if you covered it.

The Conclusion

With all of our candidates spoken for, which one is Black’s best bet?

Overall, 24/20 13/9* will serve you very well and very reliably. 13/9 6/5* becomes a stronger pick, however, if you’re behind in score and are hankering for a gammon!

The Rollout

The Footnotes

[1] If Black plays 13/9 6/5*, do you know what White’s best roll is? 5-4 is good, since it gives White a double hit, but 4-4 is a veritable joker, letting White re-enter, hit twice, and put a builder on her 9-point!

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New to backgammon? You can learn the rules of backgammon here.

For more information about the terminology and notation used here, please refer to a backgammon glossary or this blurb about backgammon move notation.

[svnrise-rp]

Curious is the word *OPEN RP*

Open starter from Kyou

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Kyou was always a curious boy, he was always thinking of such "interesting" things about people he liked. He had a bit of a perverted side that he hid well. He always came off as a bit of an airhead, innocent and clueless but he wasn't as innocent as it seemed. Though he didn't fake his personality, he was for sure more than meets the eye. Though he always wanted to be an idol or model getting work was hard, he was struggling to survive, and he was almost homeless at one point. After an online friend told him about some work he could do to earn money he ended up getting into cam work, this satisfied his perverted side and helped him pay rent, as long as he never showed his face he was all set, he always wore a mask over his mouth and nose and never said his real name, only going by DaydreamPrince as his screen name. After a failed audition for an idol group, Kyou made his way to his favorite cafe, it was a bit busy but he was excited to get himself a milkshake and drown his sorrows in chocolate. He was searching for somewhere to sit when he finally found an empty table, he walked up and bowed his head politely "Would you mind if I sat here with you? It's so full in here..." It seemed busy because of the company auditions, models, actors and singers were going to the cafe because it was cute and had good prices, plus people liked taking photos in the cafe since it made an adorable backdrop, he hated how busy it was but it was his favorite so he refused to go anywhere else.

[animalinvestigator]

going to...answer your birthday messages!!!! i will answer all of them that i recieved that don't contain attachments under the cut...and then, after that, will answer the ones that do seperately, so as not to clog up the dash but still special thanks people who drew me gifts..... and save them forever. thnak you all so sincerely and from the bottom of my heart, everything means more to me than i could ever say and im sorry for my tardiness!! if you sent me a message...it will be replied to here.

THANK YOU SOMUCH LOUISE!!!! you are such a treasured mutual and so kind and so glad to hear from you ...very hoping your valentines treated you well :3

CASSIDY!!! :D no such thing as barely mutauls all my mutuals are treasured friends to me.. i adore your artwork too..so it means a lot to me that you would enjoy mine...i really appreciate your birthday wishes dearly...looking forward for the chance to draw your characters again this year if you do art fight again...hehe..thank you so very mcuh and i hope your day was very well also

RACHEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!! so so so happy to hear from you i smiled so widely..it was quite a good day as far as my days go.......i hope your valentines day was wonderful too...and thank you very much for the well wishes. missing you...think about you often^w^ we should catch up sometime...!!!

GWAHHH!!! THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH!!! so happy to hear from you....you are so treasured than kyou for being my mutual for so long, making so many insnaley beautiful drawings for me over the years...every year when artfight rolls around..the first thing i think of..is ill be really excited if we get to do a revenge chain again...it brings me very much joy. i love drawing your characters and just adore your artwork dearly. i hope your valentines treated you well and that you're doing well!!!! (and im so sorry for blog deletey......!!! when i saw you refollowed me after i was like...ohhh no...i poured one out........but im so glad youre still here)

CERISSSSS !!!!!! WAHHH!!! HIII :D so so happy ot hear from you...thank you so much....i hope your day was wonderful too.. and that youve been doing well... we sohuld catch up and hang out sometime soon if you feel like it..miss you and think of you often.... sending lots of love...!!!!

hello anonymous stranger..thank you so much!!! and a very happy valentines to you!!!!!!! im very very touched youd like to do that i... will be looking very much forward to it and very excited to see it!!!!! but no pressure at all....thank you so much you are so very kind. take care and enjoy your drawing tme!!!!!!

ALI!!! double dipping on the birthday wishes i see...well.. THANK YOU DOUBLY MUCH!!!!!!!! been such a joy to chat with you so much this year....looking forward to chatting more and always wishing you well,thank you for always being my reliable freind!!!!!!!!! youre wonderful >:3

THANK YOU VERY MUCH NESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you are always so very kind to me, i appreciate your support so very much...take care of yourself too!!! lots of kindness happy and love sending it your way!!!! hope youre very well as..well....yess! (also, about the other half of this ask, i agree, that version of link is so particularly lovable in my memories...though i havent played TOTK...it seems his charm from BOTW has definitely been maintained..and his design looks..very cool!!!!!!)

THANK YOU SO MUCH CLAUS!!! NEVER FEAR ITS ok to be one hour late because i am many many many hours late at answering you..but im so grateful for your birthday wish.....sneding you lots of happy energy too okay...take carethank you so dearly!!!!!!!

AND THAT SHOULD BE ALL WITHOUT ATTACHMENTS!!! thank you so very much all of you...adore you all.....thank you for making me feel so special and loved... -w-

[devilisinthedeinos]

Vaporeon huh? I.. yeah I could definitely see it. turning into water and that whole thing

uhh hi there! my name is Stella. someone advised me to ask around rotomblr for uh advice? I guess? ...Not really sure what kind of advice can help me in my situation but. Anything helps I guess.

~Stella (@devilisinthedeinos)

hi! uhm...i am a espeon hybrid currently! but if you can, i think vapreon would suit you? would be easier to escape as too...

[astralix]

  Act 010 Humiliation

Pretty Guardian ✶ Sailor Moon

Characters: Original Characters, Canon Characters-mentioned Rating: Teen, Older Teen Genre: Angst, Action, Fantasy/Magical Girl Song: “Horror Show” The Birthday Massacre

Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon.  I only own my versions of Zodiac Senshi, Phoenix, Ophiuchus and Andromeda.

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They make fools of us together But we always think of them All their laughing and their talking And their wasting of our time And it always hurts to see them Now that everything is different We don’t like to see their eyes ‘Cause they will never look the same

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  “Wasn’t she the one that messed up their dance routine?”  She could hear their whispers and their laughter as they snickered.  Someone must have recorded her sad performance last week.  Her instructor was upset with her, and the audience laughed when she tripped.  It was always the same three girls that would gather around to make fun of her.  However, her ghost sister, Mika, would always tell her to stand back up and keep dancing.  No matter how much tears will fall.  No matter how much her feet and ankles hurt.

Dance like there is nothing wrong.

“They will pay eventually, Mai-chan!” Mika would always say.  “One day!  Keep smiling and dance!”

At least someone was in her corner.  Always, even though she was family.  Even though she was dead already.  Enkai Maiko has always had support from the other side.  Her twin sister, Enkai Mika, died from complications surrounding her birth.  Mika always guided and guarded Maiko ever since.  They were inseparable.  Ever since she told Mika she needed to stand up to her own bullies, Mika had taken a step back.  She cheered for her from the sidelines, but it was hard.  Maiko or “Mai”, has always relied on Mika to beat them up.

“I know, but they always like watching me fall,” Mai said as she clenched the strap of her duffel bag.  It was after class.  She sighed, as Mika reached out and patted her head.  Mai was the only living person she could touch.  She continued to float, watching for any sign of Mai’s enemies.

“You should see if they have energy for what’s-his-face,” Mika said.  She glanced down at Mai.

“I rather not,” Mai replied as she looked down at the ground.

“They won’t stop,” Mika reminded her sister, concerned.

Mai nodded.  “Until Rin has ruined me,” Mai agreed.  “Problem is, he wants stronger people’s energy.  Rin and her friends don’t have that.”

Mika floated in front of Mai.  “How would you know?  You never tried.”

“Maybe, I can ask Izumi-chan, Miko-chan, and Kyou-chan what they think!” Mai smiled, referring to her friends Hoshino Izumi, Igarashi Mikoto, or Koyano Kyoumi or rather, Victoria, Bellum, and Mors.  As for Mai, she was Fames, or Famine of the team.

“Wait a minute, Mai!  You don’t know if they’re on your side anymore!” Mika gasped and hurriedly floated after Mai.  “Remember Miko-chan’s failure?  You were afraid when he nearly blasted her off the platform.  You could not do anything for her.  She met each of your eyes.”

Mai’s eyes widened as Mika caught up with her again.

“I … I know,” Mai said, sadly.  “He’s pitting us up against each other.  Where are Rin and her friends now?”

“Probably on their way home.  You can catch them ditching dance class tomorrow,” Mika answered.

“Then, I won’t need their help.  I’ll do it on my own,” Mai promised, her bangs covering her eyes.

  -Next Day-

“Came to show more of your pathetic skills, Enkai-chan?” asked a trendy brunette.  She twirled  a strand of her hair as she partially crossed her arms over her chest.  The two girls behind her snickered.

Mai could feel another wave of humiliation overcome her.  However she clenched her fists and stood her ground.  She smirked.  “Maybe, but you’re the one who has been ditching most of her classes.”  She ran two fingers in front of herself and spun.  Water swirled around her as she transformed into a deep blue, almost black armor.

Rin and the girls’ eyes widened.

“She just like… transformed!” one of her lackeys screamed.

“Yeah!” the other of Rin’s lackeys agreed.

They tried to run, but Rin stayed.

“What are you up to, Enkai!”  Rin growled, her fists shaking.

Mai mimicked Rin’s pose earlier, one arm over her chest.  The other hand rested against her ear.  She tilted her head and giggled.

“You humiliated me, Rin.  Not anymore,” she smiled, as she dragged the lackeys back with a lasso of water.  She summoned another few tendrils of water and shot them at Rin.  The water wrapped around Rin’s wrists and ankles.  Mai merely chuckled as she siphoned energy from the last of the group.  She let go of the girl.

Mai summoned a portal.  “See, their energy isn’t as high as those Sailor Senshi, Mika!”  She complained as she looked at the ball of energy resting in one of her hands.

“It should still be enough for now, Fames!”  Mika called as Mai disappeared in the watery portal.

[maigo-san]

for the wip game, tell me more about the tnrn one? 🙏 what setting is that? 👀

that's the thing, I didn't make an outline so I don't know what the story is exactly abt. But, that first line was a quote from Ghibli's Only Yesterday. Love that movie and at the time I really wanted to make a tanrentan ver of it or at least write something with the same vibe as that story. Maybe I won't make something new and add this scene in another wip, idk. Highly recommend that movie if you like Ghibli's non-fantasy coming of age

[dottie-writes-haikyuu]

Aftermath

This is chapter 9 of my fic Not Everyone Survives (But I will do the Best I Can). Tags and other chapters can be found here!

No summary this chapter lol

Kyoutani hadn’t spoken a word since Yuuji died.

Honestly, Hajime had been kind of grateful when the blonde had yelled at Bokuto, even though it was a shitty thing to do, because it had been something.

But after that, he hadn’t said anything.

The night they got back, they took anything that could be used as a weapon from Kyoutani’s room, and Oikawa announced that the man wouldn’t be going on any missions for the next…undefined stretch of time. He was almost constantly under supervision, and he stayed in his room most of the time.

Hajime was…worried, to say the least. But he figured the man would get better eventually.

He hoped so.

—

He didn’t want anything else to do with anything. He didn’t want anything to do with living, itself.

They were smart to take away his things. Even smarter to ban him from missions.

If he could open his mouth to speak, he’d probably beg Hajime to kill him. But he couldn’t muster up the energy.

He couldn’t muster up the energy to do anything but lay in bed and stare at his ceiling. The first week, his heart felt like it was going to eat him from the inside out.

Hajime and Tooru wouldn’t leave him alone, though. They were worried.

Maybe they should be.

This wasn’t fucking fair. It should’ve been Bokuto.

Or maybe it should’ve been him. But since it wasn’t, this was his punishment.

The words of his mother echoed in his head, clear as day, and it was what dragged him through the dirt day after day.

“Life is unfair. Kill yourself or get over it.”

The ceiling for who knew how long. Hajime talking to him with worry clear in his tone, Hanamaki or Matsukawa trying, too. Tooru popping in to bring him something and spend some time with him.

It would probably have helped ease the hurt if it didn’t make it swell more and more.

He didn’t know how much time had passed. Eventually, though, the fighting started. Hajime would walk out and Tooru would mumble something. Iwaizumi would reply incredulously, and Oikawa would get defensive. They’d get angry, whisper-yell at each other, then one would start to cry, and the other would soothe them and walk them away from his room.

Life is unfair. Kill yourself or get over it.

If he only got the option, he knew what he would pick. But maybe he was already dead.

He felt like it, anyway.

“Your hair has grown out some,” Hajime noted. “Do, um…I could cut it for you, again.”

The offer was gentle. More gentle than his big brother normally was towards anyone.

He simply looked at him. He wouldn’t mind either way. He would hardly count himself as being in his body.

“Just, promise me you won’t take the razor and try to do anything, please?”

He tried to nod, but he hardly had the energy to.

“I trust you,” the brunette said after a few moments, and then came back with an electric razor. The brute made small talk as he worked on Kyoutani’s hair.

“You know, I love you,” Iwa murmured. “You’re a good kid. Anyways, what do you think of your hair? I did the sides a bit different, but I think they look cool.”

He was turned to face the mirror in the corner. His hair was shorter than normal, and there were tiny stars shaved into the sides. It looked nice.

His face gave the barest of twitches, but it made Hajime light up. He couldn’t fathom why. The brunette hugged him, those biceps flexing with how tightly.

“We’re gonna be okay, Kyou. I don’t know how, but we will. That’s a promise.”

Hajime didn’t break promises.

If only he could believe it.

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Koutarou was off of bed rest in a few weeks, and they quickly discovered that the wounds on his arms wouldn’t stop bleeding. Ever. Which fucking sucked.

He couldn’t sleep without a gun, most nights. And he couldn’t even think about sleeping without doing three patrols around the base. Keiji couldn’t leave his side for too long without getting anxious, either.

But it was okay.

They were getting over it, he figured.

But then again, nothing could stay okay forever, could it?

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[heartensoul]

I’ve decided I want to do a small but fun Pride Month writing activity. Give me a same-sex pairing from any of my fandoms (Naruto, My Hero Academia, Gundam Wing, Kyou Kara Maou) and I’ll write a little something for them!

You can reply in the post or send me an ask! Anon asks are also on.