#the name btw comes from how it looks like a cat with a long tail

[bobombun]

I wonder if the world at large knows that in Finnish you can call the @ symbol "meowmeow" (miukumauku)

[mammoth-clangen]

this is a very unique concept… I love how creative all these clangen inspired blogs are ❤️ very fun

for this one specifically though. Do the “cats” (I will call them that for simplicity’s sake) have designated roles similar to a Clan structure? Any real defined leader, or second in command, or healer? or are the responsibilities all sort of split/shared? do apprentices or their equivalent get assigned to specific mentors? also what should their group be referred to as? Clan? Colony? Pack?

This was asked a long while ago, but I feel like I can happily summarise now bc most of this has been revealed in story uvu

Lore dump!

The "cats" call themselves Fleet Fangs! This is because Homotherium was very cursorial (especially compared to other, typically very stocky, sabercats) and likely adapted for long distance travel. Ice Fangs (Smilodon fatalis) and Tuft Tails (Panthera leo atrox) both have saying that boil down to "once Fleets are running, you can't catch them" lmao

A group of Fleet Fangs is called a Kindred! It's partly based on sounding similar to "a kindle of kittens" and partially on how both clan and kindred mean "family and likeness", at least to me c:

They do sometimes use "pack" but that specifically refers to a small hunting party, not a group living together

Kindred of the Mammoth (and their neighbours we haven't met yet) are odd in that they're very strict in their traditions and territories. Only a few Kindreds have Holdfast names, and it's rare for them to be made up of as many non-relatives as Mammoth Kindred and Neighbour!Kindred. They're also usually nomadic!

Solitary Nomads who don't call themselves a kindred are also very common; it's easier to get by on smaller prey and move on if there's just 1 or 2 of you.

At 6 months, Mammoth Kindred cubs become tyros, and start learning from a mentor. As mentioned in Moon 5, they normally get their own mentor, but sharing definitely isn't unheard of. Even a tyro with one specific mentor will often spend time with another, because everyone has different skills and teaching methods!

There are also roles within a Kindred, such as scout, hunter, herbalist, wounder, clerc, etc. But they're not rigid like in the warriors universe. A herbalist will still hunt if they see prey and a scout will come back with a bundle of herbs if they recognise them while looking for prey or intruders. Also /Everyone/ helps hunt large game, because megafauna don't go down easy.

Leaders don't have 9 lives and often there is two of them! A typical kindred is more like a wolf pack with a partnered pair(ish) and their kids, rather than the unrelated amalgam dedicating their lives to hunting mammoths along one migration route cx

Tysm for your kind words btw! I really enjoy reading other's unique clangens and was inspired to make my own to basically just RNG my own world and lore cx

[qtboni]

[surprise love! ✩ // itoshi rin]

PAIRING: roommate!rin (blue lock) x afab!reader

SUMMARY: in which you found a cat outside and you wanted to keep it. but, your roommate hates cats. wait.. 'hates'? (correction!)

TYPE/GENRE: ‘nd they were roommates… sfw, fluff, rin likes u + u like rin, def crack

CW/TW: explicit words.

WORD COUNT: 3.2k (made it long to make up for the delay 🤪🫶)

A/N: hey yall im back YAYY ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و this fic is dc to my bestie @adoresrinn who is a literal itoshi brainrot LMAOAOA enjoy u rin simps mwa ! btw i suggest listening to the song ‘banana shake’ (sped up) to this !

the leaves crunched beneath your feet. you breathed in and smelt the sweet, flowery fragrance from the trees. it reminded you of summer, of picnics, and to say the least, you could’ve said it reminded you of rin’s perfume but,, that was going to be weird. you shook your head. anyway, the path to your apartment was short, and you began your way home.

as you took in a deep breath, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself. you looked up, breathing in the warm but cool air, and smiled. ‘what a nice day,’ you thought while you happily strolled on the sidewalk.

meow.

a faint sound came from behind you and you stopped in your tracks to try and find it. but to no avail of course, you only see people walking along the park and trees dancing with the wind. you continued on walking.

meow!

now, the sound was closer. you turn around with your eyebrows furrowing. you exhaled.

it was a surprise for you to see a small, lost cat following you.

‘what..’ you questioned as you slowly back away.

but suddenly this blur of a white fluff came racing out to meet you, nuzzling up against your leg and purring constantly. the smile crossed on your face widened as you looked down at the tiny fluffy ball in front of you.

the cat looked up at you, its tail twitching as it seemed to beg for some attention. slowly, you reached out to pet it, feeling the softness of its fur beneath your fingers.

petting the cat, you wondered how long it had been out in the cold all by itself.

you pouted in cuteness, "oh you're just the cutest thing," you cooed, gently scratching the fluff between the ears as you picked it up to see it better. the few rays of the sun peeking out from the trees’ greenery leaves reveal a neat color of white with black tips on each of its ears . "oh my gosh, you're so pretty...'

it purred as you stroked it–a small, happy purr that you found strangely soothing after the long school day you’ve had. ugh, just thinking back of all of the pending assignments you’d receive once you get home is setting you off.

as you lifted the cat up into your arms, you couldn't help but laugh at how it looked up at you; its eyes full of adoration. ‘maybe the cat’s a stray?’ you thought to yourself, but you couldn't resist the thought of taking it home with you.

“but you don't have any collar on.” you concluded when you scratch the back of its neck to feel no fabric strapped on. you watch as the cat meows back, and rubs its head against your hand.

you finished the thought as you watched as the white fluff ran around you and rubbed itself on to your crouched form.

you chuckled, “oh, alright. you can come home with me, little one. but,” you paused as you booped its nose, to which it licked your finger and meowed happily. “i'm gonna need to get you a name.” you said, already thinking of all of the names that you could give it, and the little collar that you’d buy for it.

as you approached your apartment with the white fluff ball bunched up in your arms, you could've sworn that you could hear the purring get slightly louder. it was like the cat knew that it had found a home, and was happy to have been taken in. you chuckled, “oh, am i gonna spoil you, little one?” you asked the cat, giving it another little pet.

once you got into the apartment, you set the cat down, and immediately got to work setting out a little bowl of food and a water cup, along with an extra box for it to sleep in. ‘this should do for the meantime..’ you thought to yourself as you placed an old cube cardboard box beside the divider to the kitchen.

the cat immediately went up to the bowl, digging in with eager licks, and you couldn't help but crack a smile. “oh, you are just so hungry, aren't you?” you whispered in a soft, soothing tone, reaching out to pet the cat again. it let out a soft mew, and then jumped onto your lap, settling down and beginning to purr once again.

“hm, so you just wanted some pets, huh?” you placed your pointer finger underneath its chin, making it look up to you. “well, in that case…” you began to gently stroke the cat's back, its happy purrs intensifying.

the more you pet the cat, the more it purrs. you had never realized how soft its fur actually was. they were as soft as velvet. the cat slowly closed its eyes, and began to purr even more as you began to get to your new companion's favorite places.

“you just love these pets, don't you?” you said gently to the white fluff, watching as it began to drift off to sleep, a happy look on its face, even in sleep. you were busy admiring the cat that you didn’t realize who entered.

rin walked through the door to the apartment tiredly albeit lazily. then his brows scrunched, and he had a look of irritation on his face as he took in the view.

“what is that.” he asked, pointing to the cat on your lap.

you jumped at your roommate's unexpected entrance. “oh, uh, i-i um... that's a cat?' you said, staring down at the sleeping cat. rin looked at the white fluff resting.

“a cat?” he scoffed, “you do realize i hate cats, right?”

‘so?’ you wanted to bite back but refrained yourself.

rin dropped his sports bag down beside the door and kicked off his shoes. sighing exasperatedly, he ruffled his dark, olive hair. with a deadpan expression on his face, he asks you, “well, what are you gonna do with it?" while crossing his arms.

"i think... i think i'm gonna keep him,” you started off and your hand continued on caressing the cat’s fur, “and name him... hm..." you thought for a moment, trying to think of all of the pet names that you had heard in the past.

‘i could name him ‘rue’ or ‘chu’, or i could name him after a constellation. maybe ‘nova’ or ‘polaris’? i don’t know, this is such a hard decision! it’s so hard naming him when he's a tiny fluffball, you never really know what fits them.’ you rambled on, clearly ignoring rin standing in front of you.

however, rin just stared at you, his brows scrunched in a sour expression. he couldn’t imagine waking up the next day with a feline walking freely in the apartment. his mind was full of questions, but it didn’t change his sour expression.

"oh. i know!” you said. “i'll call him kiyo."

rin’s eyebrows furrowed, "wait, you’re actually going to 'keep' him?" an annoyed expression on his face, "you can't be serious."

"i think it's pretty clear what i mean," you said, staring down at kiyo in your arms. "there's no need to be so grumpy. it's just a lil' cat."

grumbling, rin relented. “i guess you’re right. i just don’t like cats,” he looked at kiyo, who stared back at him with small eyes. rin's face went a slight pink. “but it is…. well, he is pretty cu–”

"oh, right." you abruptly said, your voice tinged with surprise that took rin to lean back. "i'm gonna need to get him a little pet bed and some toys…” you muttered in your breath.

“i'm sure there's a pet store nearby. we can check it out later." you said, continuing to look down at kiyo happily.

you smiled, and pet the cat. rin seemed to be looking around the apartment, and looking at every item of his that the cat could climb up to or scratch. he was muttering things under his breath, and was getting quite annoyed.

"what's your problem?" you asked rin.

kiyo meowed, and walked across the coffee table, looking up at rin, who was in front. rin averted his gaze at you, looking at the cat instead, and his scowl faded. his lips twitched, and… and, he grinned?

you looked at him weirdly.

you watch rin as he walked over, and picked up the cat from your lap. you shivered when you felt his gentle touch on your thighs. blushing, you averted your gaze and cleared your throat.

kiyo rubbed against rin as he meowed and kept purring up at him. rin sat down on the couch, and smiled. “this might not be so bad after all.” he quietly stated.

‘oh.’

you felt warmth in your heart. you could see lil' kiyo and rin starting to become close. now, rin's smile was as bright as ever when he continued caressing the cat's fur gently.

you chuckled, and teased him. “so, you like kiyo?”

looking up at you, rin made a 'fake' scowl, as still there was that smile on his face again. “shut up.” he said softly and diverted his attention back to the cat laying on his lap, nuzzling to the crevice between his arms.

“don’t tell me you’re starting to love the little guy?” you asked, chuckling as you do so.

rin made a face, clearly trying to avoid the fact that kiyo had started growing on him. "well.. um, w–"

kiyo jumped out of rin’s arms and leapt onto your lap, meowing. “guess so.” he grunted. rin sighed, and looked at the cat quite lovingly. your heart fluttered, it was so clear he was starting to warm up to kiyo.

you laughed a bit, “so you love him now?” you teased, and rin rolled his eyes.

“okay, maybe just a little. i’ll admit he's kind of cute.” he said.

rin abruptly stands up and walks towards you, leaving you a bit stunned. you think he's going to say something, but instead he just smiles warmly at you - a look of pure love and admiration on his face. at least you thought. rest in peace your hopeless romantic self.

you saw the teasing glint on his eyes. you gently strengthen your grip on the cat on your lap. "what.." you muttered as he reached out and took your hand, clasping it gently.

rin pulls you close and leans into your ear, his breath soft and warm against your skin. he smiles softly and whispers something to you - a teasing message, "you should really watch where your cat is," then he lets go after a moment.

visibly confused and flustered, you look down to see that, in fact, kiyo was no longer there laying down on your lap. you felt rin backing away with spills of laughter in his mouth.

you looked up and saw him with kiyo wrapped up in his arms. "hey!" you shouted and attempted to get kiyo from him. of course, rin being the tall bitch he is, held the white cat above his head. and because you're stupid, you blindly stepped on to the top of your toes and flailed around your hands to get kiyo out from his grasp.

snickering, rin raised the cat higher. you could hear rin laugh softly as he raises the cat high up in the air - just out of reach - and teases you about it. "you think you're going to get my cat? mmm, not going to happen, y/n."

to say the least, you were shocked but that didn't stop your attempts when you go to grab the cat away from him again.

"the fuck you mean?" you retorted.

you watch as rin holds kiyo close to him now and he refuses to let him go. "this cat is mine now, and he's not going anywhere else." he smiles softly and he holds the cat tightly to his chest.

rin laughs as he sees your frustration, and he taunts you about it, making you feel a little bit helpless. "you'll have to try a little harder than this if you want kiyo back, you know, ms. y/n"

rin smirked.

'SMIRKED. SMIRKEKD?! 2?2!2?1!?! 1!!?' you were again taken aback. 'since when did he become this dude so rizzed up, my man?!' you shouted internally.

and then, you straightened up with a smirk plastered on your face. 'oh, but you won't see this coming, do you, mr. rizz?'

you backed up slowly and this made rin stop chuckling. it was silent for awhile. 'what are you going to do, hm?' rin wondered as he watches you, kiyo still on top of his head.

you waited a moment, and then stepped on his foot with glee.

"ouch!" rin shouted and you catched kiyo from his fallen grip and nuzzled him in to your neck. kiyo meowed loudly.

"sorry, was that uncomfortable?" you said to rin, your voice dripping with sarcasm. then, you look down at the cat again, cooing softly as you rocked kiyo like a baby in your arms. "the best you can do is act like a child?" you snapped, tone now dripping with more than a hint of frustration and disapproval.

you heard rin hiss. "fine," rin sniffed. "damn, shawty. i was just teasing you."

'did this man just call me, 'shawty'?' you furrowed your brows.

"you were 'just teasing' me?" you said, voice dripping with sarcasm again. "well then that makes it alright, doesn't it?" you said, glaring at rin in frustration. after you snapped at him for being annoying, rin is left with guilt. it seems like all he can really do is agree with you after all.

"okay, okay." he says, sounding slightly ashamed of himself now that he's been called out like this. "i see what you mean. i'm sorry for being stubborn." his voice sounding a little guilty now. he looked up at you, now seeming a little ashamed of his actions as he scratched the back of his neck.

you sighed. "it's alright," nevertheless, you forgave him. rin looks up at you, and he smiles a little bit - a knowing smile. you averted your gaze to look at kiyo.

"i guess the stubborn man still likes you, huh?" you heard him quietly muttering.

'what?!' you thought as you jumped out of shock, and rin flinches. then, it dawned to him that you might have heard what he said. clearly flustered and avoiding your gaze, he sighs, realizing he had given himself away.

'shit.' rin curses to himself whilst taking a deep breath. he then looks at you, and smiles softly. tried to, to say the least as he was very awkward. a small smile, but genuine still all the same. he looks you over slowly, taking in every detail of your appearance. you followed his gaze and you ended up blushing a whole lot more.

rin exhaled softly, and he breathes a little bit harder. he wanted to change the subject already. "anyway!" he stands up and walks over to you, taking kiyo back in his arms. "he's a cat, how hard can it be to take care of one?"

"umm," you wondered as you shook of the feeling of bashfulness running to your veins from his gazes. "i-i'm sure we can look up stuff online, and figure out everything." you sound like you hadn't really thought this through.

nevertheless, rin hummed and you turned to look at him.

you grinned as kiyo rubbed his head against rin’s neck, and purred. rin closed his eyes, feeling content. you chuckled, and said, “aww, don't you wanna cuddle with the lil' guy?”

rin didn’t want to open his eyes as his ears were filled with your voice sounding so soft and inviting. so, he nodded. 'just for you.' he thought.

it was so sweet to see him like this, you were glad kiyo found you. the cat laid down on the couch, and rin laid down on his side next to the cat.

you watch rin as snuggled up to kiyo, holding his front paws tightly in his hands. you warmly said, “well, you’re going to keep kiyo as well, you know.”

rin made an annoyed face, but you could see a smile erupting. “fine.” he said, clearly very content. "i'm fine with that,"

you hummed then laid your head on the empty space beside rin's head - still has an appropriate distance between. closing your eyes, your heart fluttered as this moment made the atmosphere so warm.

rin was no different to you as his hand is itching to hold yours. of course, he was afraid of committing to first moves so he just went for the cat's head instead, caressing it. he’ll admit that his heart was racing, he was so nervous. this was the first time where he was this close to you.

"but," rin looked down, clearly content and happy to be in your presence. his lip trembled slightly when you gaze up at him. the two of you just stared at each other, smiling.

"but what?" you asked him.

you see rin's gaze turn to playfulness. "but as long as he doesn't shit or chew on any of my soccer shoes, of course."

you paused, and looked at him. "what the fuck, rin?"

"what? i have a big game in the next few days, can't have my shoes getting nipped on."

"kiyo's not a dog. he won't chew or eat or even destroy your shoes, oh my god." you jokingly said. "i mean look at this lil' fella," you reached over to the cat's face and made him look at rin, "how can he be capable of that?"

"meowww."

you see rin adjusting his body so he can face you easily. "you don't know that. for all we know, he might actually chew on 'em and even worst!" he paused, looking everywhere as if there were some secret hidden.

you instinctively leaned closer. rin whispers to you, "kiyo will shit on your bed while you sleep."

you made a face and pushed a palm to his head. "gross! shut your ass, rin. i'm done with you."

you hear him laugh out loud and saw him clenching his stomach. kiyo flinched and tried to look over at rin's face that is covered by his forearms, meowing as he does so.

in your mind, you were considering how you felt. you felt warm in the presence of rin, like you were safe. you couldn’t deny your heart, it was fluttering so much, and you felt butterflies in your stomach.

rin keeps laughing for a while, completely unable to speak, then finally calms down, sighing, his voice low. "i'll be sure to remember that next time i need a laugh," he stated as he begins chuckling again. "thanks for that."

you and rin may not be lovers, but rin won't take this moment of pure happiness for granted. he knows that every moment together with you is special and precious, and he wants to make the most of every one of them.

rin may be cranky and sour at times, but he swore that his love for you would weight more than his annoyances.

even if it meant adjusting for you, and your cat.

@tsunag1, 2023 — NAWWW THIS IS GIVING ME BUTRERLFIES I WANT ME SOME BOYFIE WHO LOVES CATS BCZ JUST FOR YOU EVEN IF THEY HATE EM 😭‼�� aaa also! pls like and reblog my works if you like it! it's helpful for me to grow and is vv much appreciated, thank you for reading! ♡

[raivos-world]

Hello I'm writing a story that I want to share with the world:)

Title: The tails of Dirt Creek

About: A western town with anthropomorphic cats and dogs

Author: Arri Endrik (pen name)

Genre: comedy-western, drama, slice of life, mystery, action

Setting: somewhere in Wyoming between 1876-1890's

I'm hoping to make this into a comic, btw I'm not a professional writer and I'm doing this all by myself so it's a lil iffy

Summary: Gunnar gets framed for a murder and now he's on the run, he was just wandering aimlessly throughout Wyoming until he came across a small town...

Chapter 1: "Welcome to Dirt Creek"

Gunnar had no clue how long or how far he was runnin, but he knew one thing.....he was tired and hungry........ever since he got framed for that dad-gummed murder he didn't comment.........sure, he was not the goodest dog in the west, but he wasn't a killer!

Gunnar could only see dirt.... and more dirt......not a blade of grass in sight....he was starting to just give up right then and there, but then he saw somethin......in the distance....he shielded his eyes with his paw, There! A town! Gunnar had a spark of hope.....he was not well known in these parts, so the towns folk probably wouldn't recognize him...... Gunnar figured he outta stay there for a bit then move on, no one would find him in a small town in the middle of nowhere............ right?

He walked up to a broken wooden sign that said "Welcom to Dirt Creek", That's funny Gunnar thought....."Welcome" was spelled wrong........., he kept walkin till he was in the middle of town.......but where is everyone? Gunnar thought..... the town was completely empty..."Huh, no one here....?" Then suddenly he heard a loud commotion, he looked around and saw that the sound was coming from the saloon, which was named The watering hole, Gunnar walked in and if he hadn't ducked in time he would've gotten his head knocked off by a flyin beer bottle! Gunnar saw that there was a Huge bar fight goin on! He walked in carefully..... and sat at the bar between a Blue heeler and a brown Newfoundland, working at the bar was an English bulldog who looked like he had enough of life..... Gunnar politely asked "Uh excuse me sir, may I have a glass of water please?"

The bulldog nodded and handed him a whole bottle of beer and said "You'll thank me later" and walked off.

Gunnar looked around and watched everyone fight......... He was shocked, and wondered why there wasn't a sheriff keepin everyone in line.... Suddenly he felt someone pat his shoulder, and he turned around to see that Blue heeler staring at him with a big stupid grin on his face,

"Well Howdy there partner! What's your name? I'm Dan Miller!".

Gunnar answered back "Uh.....the name's Gunnar Wilson, nice to meet ya, say......why is everyone fightin? Where is the sheriff?".

The dog just laughed "Well we don't have a sheriff...not anymore, he died! And as for why everyone is fightin....well.....I guess everyone just has anger issues".

Gunnar wondered what happened to the last sheriff but he figured it'd be best not to ask....."So.....why don't y'all get a new sheriff?".

Dan replied "No one ever lasts long as a sheriff tho....they either die or head for the hills! I don't blame anyone for runnin away tho, we are a stubborn bunch....".

And Gunnar believed him.......... Suddenly a bullet nicked his left ear! Gunnar looked around and saw the culprit.....a small tan Chihuahua that was jumpin on a table and had two large pistols in his paws ........shootin and yeppin like a coyote......"Hey pipsqueak! You almost shot my head off!". The Chihuahua just pointed his pistols at Gunnar, and Gunnar ran for cover, he heard a bullet pass by his other ear........he hid under a table..... watching......"Maybe I should lay low for a bit .........till this clears out......"

(Outside the saloon)

Gunnar barely got outta there with his ears and tail attached........he looked around for a place to stay.....as he walked around he saw a Café, library, Tailor, Flower shop, and a Butcher.......then he saw a small Chinese crested dog staring at him suspiciously...... Gunnar tried to look friendly "Uh hello there sir, name's Gunnar Wilson, and I'm new around here".  The dog just stared at Gunnar..... judging him..... Gunnar smiled sheepishly, till the little dog finally said

"My name is Ping Wú, and if I was you, I wouldn't stay long......". 

"Why?" Gunnar asked.

Ping sighed, "Because.....this town is as the name suggests.....it ain't nothin but a pile of dirt"

To be continued....;)

[noroi1000]

Hey so I had this idea for a request and is for the Gojo and Suguru as cat series. And my idea is that what if Y/N invited a co-worker over and it can be either a friend or that co- worker has a crush on Y/N and both Geto and Gojo notice that but can’t do much because they have to disguise as cat. But I think it would be very funny if they turn into humans just to scare him of or something I’ll leave the rest to you. BTW love you and your writing 💖

A/n: Anon I love you 😍

"Hey, Yuki, make yourself comfortable, please."

You let the man into your house, smiling as you watched him carry the bag with the documents you were supposed to take care of.

"Thanks for letting us do this at your place. I could invite you to my place but I live with a few family members. You know how it is... There's not that much room and quiet." He said taking off his shoes and jacket, combing his hair later.

"No problem. After all, this is our job. I'll just go to another room for a while. I'll be right back." You pointed behind you, closing the front door behind him.

"Fine. I'll wait a minute. Can I put our work somewhere?" He asked, picking up a stiff bag.

You pointed to the table in front of the couch, he walked over to the piece of furniture and started pulling things out.

You suddenly disappeared from the living room, taking with you two large balls of live fur. Yuki hasn't seen them yet, but as long as they're cats, he shouldn't suspect anything, and he shouldn't act weird either. After all, your co-worker is your guest. And also your friend from work. One of the most normal people who work there.

You noticed that they immediately located the intruder in their area. From the beginning, as soon as you opened the door for him, you noticed that Satoru and Suguru were hiding in the corners so you couldn't see them. And also their faces didn't show that they were happy in any way. They were wagging their tails in a way that everyone could guess that something was wrong with them.

You took them with you to your bedroom. Or rather, they saw you go out there and look around for them with your eyes. That was enough of a signal for them to think they should follow you.

Once they both went inside, you closed the door and watched as they both turned into people in the light smoke. They stood in front of you as you looked at them with a serious expression.

They weren't smiling either, they both stood side by side with their arms crossed over their chests and waited for you to speak up and explain what's going on here.

"I haven't said hello to you guys yet, so hey, I'm back home. Now there's something more important –"

Satoru interrupted you. He couldn't stand the wait and decided to ask faster.

"What is this (y/n)? We're waiting for you, we can't wait for you to come back, and when you finally come home, we see you go inside with some guy? Not cool... We don't even know who he is."

"Satoru, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but I didn't have time to call you. It was so sudden." you explained it to them, lowering your voice so Yuki couldn't hear you talking to someone.

"It's okay if he doesn't do anything. So who is he?" Suguru asked looking up and down at you.

"He's my co-worker and also my friend. His name is Yuki. We're finishing up here."

"Yuki? He's a guy, right?" Satoru muttered.

"Yeah..."

"He's a guy... You know we can't blow this in this case?"

"Why can't you go to sleep or go out somewhere?" You asked looking into the dark haired man's eyes.

"We are your boyfriends (y/n). You think any of us would leave the house the moment there's a guy in here? Just you and him?" he said, looking at you with his purple eyes.

"What do you think about me? Do you think I could invite him because I like him? Suguru, you said yourself that you are my boyfriends. I have two boys! Besides, Yuki is not my type."

"We don't care what you think about him, because we know that you will always choose us. But what we care about is what he thinks of you. His views may differ from yours. I saw the way he looks at you..."

"Satoru, don't be jealous. It's just a friend. We'll just finish the job and he'll go home."

"We stay."

"Satoru! I'm an adult, why should you watch over me?!"

"We trust you completely. But we don't trust him, do we, Suguru?"

Gojo suddenly turned into a cat and walked to the door, looking at Geto.

"We'll just control the situation. We won't shock him."

He also turned into a cat and approached his friend.

Sighing, you opened the door for them, allowing them to enter the living room with you.

"I'm already. I just had to look for them." You said smiling slightly towards Yuki.

You saw him sitting on the couch with the papers already on the table.

"Aw, I didn't know you had cats at home." He said looking at the two animals walking in front of you. "Who is that??"

Smiling, he leaned over to stroke Satoru's fur, but he suddenly stopped and hissed at him. The man got scared and quickly withdrew his hand.

You looked pointedly at Satoru.

"Everything's all right?"

"Yeah. But I don't think it likes me." He laughed pointing to the white cat.

You sat on the other side of the couch, and as if on cue, Suguru appeared on your lap, laying his entire feline body on you.

"And this one is also like the white one?" he asked, pointing to Geto.

"Well, he's more composed. But I don't know how he will react." You said stroking his back.

As Yuki extended his hand, Suguru stepped back, placing his ears flat. Mouth slightly opening as if about to bite him. The claws came out.

"Oh, I don't think it likes me either haha..."

"Well... They're picky about people. They won't meet a lot of people here, and they don't like new faces either." You put your hand on the black fur.

Satoru jumped on the couch, sitting next to you, separating you from Yuki.

"What are their names?" He asked.

"This is Suguru." You pointed to the black cat. "And this is Satoru."

"...I didn't expect your cats to have human names. I was expecting something like snowball or fluffy..." he laughed nervously.

You looked at the papers and began to arrange it as it was supposed to be. Add a stamp on a piece of paper, write the missing date, check it, and then arrange it according to the dates. That's what you were supposed to do. You must keep your documents in order.

You flicked through the stapled pages, following the lines one by one with your eyes.

Yuki looked at you with gentle eyes, and then noticed that both cats were looking at him.

"(y/n)?" he started.

"Hmm?"

How can we distract your cats? I feel like it's trying to attack me..."

"Don't worry. They won't hurt you. But if you feel uncomfortable, I can lock them in another room." you proposed.

"Well, No. No need. After all, this is their home. I don't want to take away their choice of where they stay..."

"I see... So maybe I can give them something to eat, that will keep them busy for a while, and I haven't given them dinner yet when I get home." you put down your papers, and suddenly grabbed the black cat to gently pull it off your lap so you could stand up.

"N-No! Please don't show. I will do it. Let the cats stay where they are. Just tell me where you got the cat food." Yuki got up, walking slowly to the kitchen.

"If you insist... Top cabinet above the oven." you told him, rubbing Satoru's fur before going back to flipping through the papers.

"Sorry, but I don't see any cat food here..." he muttered as he looked through the packaging.

"Oh, there's a box of mochi. Take some and put it in the blue bowl, please. And then there's a piece of meat in the fridge, put it in a purple bowl."

He did, but was very surprised.

Have you been feeding mochi cats? And they also ate the meat that was prepared for dinner? Or those cats were weird, or just had a very good life.

You lightly pushed your boys towards the kitchen, and suddenly they went to eat something. They left you alone.

"Then we'll finish the job." You gave him a smile, pointing to the things in front of you.

You saw how his face changed a bit, and he looked happier than before.

"I just remembered, do you have the document I gave you when we were on our way to your house?" He suddenly asked.

"Sure. I have it in my jacket in the bedroom."

"Could you bring it? It'll come in handy in sorting this out."

"Okay... I'll be right back."

You got up and entered another room, leaving Yuki under the watchful eyes of your boys.

You got up and entered another room, leaving Yuki under the watchful eyes of your boys.

While it took you a little longer to look for it, you didn't hear Yuki talking to himself as he pulled something else out of his bag.

The black and white cat looked at the man, waiting for his next move. Especially when they saw that what he was holding in his hand was a heart-shaped box.

They saw how Yuki blushed slightly, and suddenly began to speak softly.

"(y/n), I know we don't know each other very well, but we are co-workers, we spend a lot of time together, I thought we could be even more... No... It's not like... (y/n), since I've known you, you've been really interesting to me. I have a crush on you... No. It's also not... What can I say... (y/n)... I just, I fell in love with you and I want you to be my girlfriend..."

He suddenly turned around in fear as he heard a movement behind him.

He looked and saw two cats sitting on chairs by the kitchen island.

"...Uh... They're just cats... I wish you guys could advise me what to tell her..."

He shook his head to the side, closing his eyes.

He turned around and started walking towards the door you had entered.

"We can't advise you? I'll advise you one thing, forget about her." Gojo said turning into a human looking at the back of his head.

"She's ours, she's for us," Geto added.

As Yuki turned around, he looked at the two men sitting on the chairs, and almost jumped with the urge to Scream.

He froze in place and turned towards the door, and when he looked at it, there were only two sitting eyes.

"Wha–? What's wrong with me...? I think I'm going crazy... They're just cats..."

When he saw you leaving with a folded piece of paper and sitting on the couch, he quickly hid the flat box.

"I have it here. I think this job will only take a few minutes. Just set it up." You said. You looked at him and noticed his nervousness.

"I'll go to the restroom for a while..." he muttered as he walked backwards down the hall until he disappeared through the door.

He sighed as he entered, closing the door.

But he got scared when he saw the two men again in front of him. Dark hair and light hair.

"We already told you something, so I guess it's time to let it go, right? Now." The long haired man said, looking at him with daggers in his eyes.

Yuki nearly fainted as he quickly opened the door to see the two cats again.

But thinking he was crazy, he ran out of the bathroom, put on his jacket and shoes, and suddenly ran out without a word to see what was wrong with him.

"What's going on?" You muttered to yourself as you watched the two animals walk happily towards you.

Sitting down next to you, they turned into humans and laid their hands on you.

"What happened? Did you do something?" you asked.

"We didn't do anything without a reason." Satoru spoke up.

"What do you mean?"

"He was going to confess his love to you. He let go of the chocolates. Before, he was standing in the middle of the living room thinking about what he was going to say to you."

"What did you do?"

"We told him the truth... Well, maybe he'll be hallucinating for a while and think he's crazy, but it's better than him professing his love to you in front of us."

"Suguru, this time you're right... I'd rather you get rid of someone like that than me having to break his heart."

"Aww~ that's cute, baby~."

"Satoru, you are my kitties. And you two are what I need most in life."

[ohno-the-sun]

I hope you don't mind that I wrote a few thoughts together reading along your chapters 👉👈 from the luca au

"I was playing it very cool and collected I’m sure Bright doesn’t suspect a thing"

Right Sun riiight😂😂😭😭 oh your poor soul♡♡♡

“Ah no no! It’s okay everything’s fine!”

SUUUNNYYY!!!! A PERSON WHO IS FEELING GOOD DOESN'T SAY THIIISSSS

My man. I love you. But you need a hug and a whole therapy right about now🥺🫂

"How does that even happen? They are non-porous rubber gloves— how does water even get behind it?"

Wait... does sweat also....👁👁

"I washed the soap off, splashing my face. Immediately the nauseous feeling subsided as the soapy water fell away."

Oh no!! FISH IN SOAP!! FISH IN SOAP!!! 🚨🚨

Soap is not good for you pal😟

"I realized suddenly and harshly that they truly were the only person I had left"

Don't mind me... just bawling my eyes out😭😭😭😭 SUNNNYYYY!!!!

Think!!! Think about the letter!!! There is one more person you have to meet!!! She spoke about 2 "you 2" 😭😭😭 SUNNY!!!! YOU HAVE A BROTHER😭😭😭

I just know he will be a doushbag at first, but he is nice🥺🥺 I promise

"What in the world is that BMW doing it’s gonna crash into someone"

Always that bmw😂😂😂

But oh golly🥺 i feel you Sun🫂

"Indeed it looked like the previous shop name could be barely seen underneath the plastic signage of Pizzahut. It looked like something with an F?"

Oh oh.... 😏😏😏😏 What could it be~~

Just not the big ol' Fazbear Pizza~

“Fredrick?”

The man laughed heartily.

“Oh no none of that, call me Freddy.”

FREDERIIIICK!!!!!!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

FREDDYYYYYY!!! ...wait.. that means the teen is GREGORY?!?!👀👀

“He’s sort of a regular in here. A friend of a friend you could say. Though I haven’t seen him in a while...”

🎶THERE HE IS!!! HERE IS THE BOOY~ COME ON BOY~ WELCOME🎶 MOON IS IN THE TOWN!! LETS GOOOOO!!! >:DD

"That guy was getting on my last nerve I swear! Hopefully, I won’t have to deal with him again.

“He seemed nice!” Bright smiled"

😂😂😂 You know what you did here!!! And I love it♡

What can I say your life is like a movie!” Lifting my head up I gave them a commiserating look.

“I don’t wanna be a main character.”

🥺🥺🥺Sunny... you are so relatable, but oh gosh🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

"He wasn’t even mentioned in the note or anything."

SUNNYYYYY😭😭😭 I love you... but you are so blind for this (btw I choked on my drink when he assumed that Moon can be his dad😂)

"Twisting my head almost painfully fast I looked behind me.

There, a large black and white creature swam anxiously. Its long luminescent tail whipped through the water as its humanoid upper half was held unnaturally still. It stared with large bulging eyes. At the end of its tail sat a large half-crescent fin.

A moon.

'Who the hell are you?'"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

THEY MEET AT LAST!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ *uncoherent fan-screaming continues*

"I felt my face scrunch up involuntarily.

This thing was a real piece of work."

Yep yep. You are so in canon! 🫂💞🌷😊😊😊I love it!! I love it I love it I love it♡♡♡♡ AAAAAAAA💞💞💞💞💞 I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC

Khm... sry about that😅 ... let's continue civilized🧐

Its slit pupils darted down, it almost looked like it was looking at my chest– or hands.

It twisted its head away from me, craning its neck at an almost unnatural angle. Almost like a petulant child it crossed its arms over its chest.

‘Fiiiine.’

AAAWWWIEEEEE!!! I KNEW IT I KNEW THAT HE IS A SOFTIE!!! 🥺🥺🥺♡♡♡♡

"I quickly pulled everything else on. The building chill made moving around on a sandy beach nearly nude a very not pleasant experience.

0 out of 10 never recommend"

Maaan😂💞 I love your writing♡

"“Now listen here you little–”

He stopped. Eyes wide staring."

AAAAA!!! MONTYYYY

"Sun. And yeah sorry I’m just– uh – real tired"

Awwwie🥺🥺 he has that soggy wet cat rizz and used it on 2 people already. My poor poor bean🫂 Sunny.

But respect at staying so reasonable after that day.🫡

"I promise I am a better artist than writer"

If you are a better artist than writer it is a WIN- WIN!! >:D I love your art and writing man!!!! Aaaaaaaa♡♡♡♡

I need to print this out and hang it on a wall

Oughggh I’m so very very happy you like the story 😭😭😭💕💕

And you noticed so many little things I’m so over the moon I’m gonna scream and cry

[enchantingruinscandy]

heyyy u got ocs u wanna share w the class 👁️👁️

okay so at first i didnt know which to pick, but almost all of my ocs will be talked about in one way or another at some point. so im gonna tell you about an older oc who i made in middle school and havent really done anything with since (under the cut)

her name is alex sampsin and her universe is completely original. kinda inspired by my two hyperfixations at the time (sly cooper and batman), she comes from a family of thieves. everyone in her family had a specialty. i dont remember everyone's skills anymore and i doubt i have the journal with my notes either. her skills were with technology and lockpicking. looking back, her family was kind of like a gang, like there was an initiation they had to go through and it was kind of brutal to do to your kids. but anyway, they were highly skilled and known in circles of other criminals for their ability to get in, get the goods, and get out without being detected.

Alex, as kids do, did what her parents told her and helped them steal, but she always felt bad about it. when she was maybe 5 (idr how old, but she was very young) she tried to get out and ran to the nearest police station. however, when they realized who she was they told her to return to her family and work for them as a double agent. she did so and spent the next decade or so feeding information to the police, who knew of the sampsins, but had no evidence and needed to catch them in the act. Alex couldnt be too obvious about feeding info to the outside, and if she lacked in her skills her parents would figure it out, so she worked just under her capabilities and the police never caught the family.

one day (and i dont quite remember why), alex had enough. she couldnt keep being a double agent, so she fled to her aunt and uncle's home. alex wasnt forced to go back to her parents and the cops had to find a new way to catch the thieves.

alex got to spend the rest of her teenage years as a pretty normal kid. she graduated and went to college for a degree in smth to do with computers (i had one picked but idr it). after college is when she strayed from the path of normal yet again.

she knew first hand that the cops couldnt do their jobs, so someone else would have to pick up the slack. she decided to become a vigilante. she used her tech skills to build a suit that looked like an anthropomorphic panther, with a long prehensile tail. she that people would not be happy with what she was doing, and that it was harder to be found if people didnt know to look for you (hence making ppl think she was a mutant cat thing).

i never really got any good plot lines written for her, but i did have a space arc halfway planned in which she gets kidnapped by these badass winged aliens and only one is friendly enough to help her out (lorate you will always be famous to me). i also had planned her first major task, which was to put a stop to her family's schemes, in which people discover she exists and started making conspiracy theories as to what she is (she has a lot of fun with that btw)

i had a set design for her initially, but i kept deciding i didnt like it and wanted to change it, but if i find lorate's design i will share it bc i still think its so good. also i never settled on a name for her hero identity i liked. she didnt name herself, but i kind of thought other people might refer to her as 'the cat' bc wtf else are you gonna call that thing?

ty sm for the ask, winter! sorry i took so long to get to it!

[didyoutrydynamite]

I know I already gave an OC but if you're down, I got another one for your witches and warlocks.

Name: Gaspar Rivers

Gender: Male

Age: mid/late thirties (precise age unknown, likely younger than he looks, because a lifetime of stress is a bitch)

Sexuality: Aromantic heterosexual

Race: Faunus (red wolf)

Trait: Teeth, they are all pointy, sharp and ready to bite down.

Whilst not outwardly visible, his jaw muscles are far denser than a regular human as wolves have some of the strongest bites pound for pound in the animal kingdom. In part this has also made him somewhat of an obligate carnivore, meaning that he likes his steaks fresh and bloody rare, but he does enjoy a fruit juice whenever he can.

Allusion: Geralt of Rivia. Yup, this warlock and self-professed 'warlock hunter' is basically a witcher. Btw, in Polish the name of the book series is actually called Hexer!

Appearance: 5'10", hazel eyes, mid-length chestnut hair ("it's NOT a wolf tail! It's braided and tied so it's kept out of the way."), athletic build with a focus on a strong stable core, he, quite literally, is no push-over. Scars and stress wrinkles are apparent just about everywhere there's bare skin.

Personality: Due to his constantly being removed from 'civilization' Gaspar can come across as boorish and gruff. The dozen or so people that actually know him on a more personal level will state that he is quite affable with a 'rough-around-the-edges' kind of snark when he jokes around. Young children seem to feel safe around him for some reason, bit like how cats always single out people who don't like cats. Unlike those non-cat people, Gaspar cares deeply for the younger generations and has earned more than a few scars in the defense of them.

That said, he generally keeps away from 'polite society' anyway. The fact he's branded as a warlock since popping out of a forest as a teenager has soured him somewhat on city slickers and prefers to use intermediaries for information, supplies and the like whenever he has to get closer to the kingdom capitals and larger settlements. Those intermediaries have been cultivated over the past two decades he's being going around and range from Huntsfolk who've cooperated with him in bad situations, to militia people he helped out out of tight spots, to regular citizens he's escorted throughout the years.

Outfit: If you played, or know about, Witcher 3, it's a modified version of the Bear School armour in colours of browns and greens. Rather than having a belt filled with potions and mutagens, it's a collection of pouches with numerous dust types in various forms (dust, crystallized, liquidized).

Weapons: Twin shortswords with dust receptacles. He calls them 'Steel' and 'Silver' because he was not that imaginative and the colour of the swords' metal were the first thing that came to mind. He wields them both a the same time where both can fulfill the role of offense and defense at any moment.

He can combine them with a Beringel femur, turning the shortswords into a dual bladed staff sort of weapon. It comes across as an odd and unwieldy weapon, but the thick femur has long since been infused with several dust types over his years of travel and study. As a result the Grimm bone has become nigh-indestructible and it enhances the dust striking ability of 'Steel' and 'Silver'.

Semblance: "Trackin Gaze". When focusing his aura to his eyes, Gaspar can spot, trace, discern and ultimately track all manner of trails left by movement and disturbances. Be they made by people, animal, Grimm or machine. This includes disturbed winds left in the wake of both airborne and waterborne movements, meaning he could potentially follow a Nevermore that already passed the horizon or a boat in a murky bayou.

When using it, his vision turns greyscale and things that are of import gain a reddish hue. (Yes, it's witcher sense but different...)

Fighting style: Gaspar focuses on keeping stable and upright, whilst he appreciates his good fortune of having a generous aura supply, he's learned long ago that redundancy is a great key to survival. This explains the somewhat out of sorts use of an armoured outfit. His movements are seemingly simple and short, some could even say slow and plodding. This only hides the fact that he's always moving for better positioning and forcing errors in his opponents, striking quick like an arrow at the next best oppertunity. Furthermore, he incorporates the various kinds of dust to keep control of the battlefield.

For example:

Modified gravity dust gives him another layer of defense on top of his armour and aura.

Time dust to slow down a charging foe or give himself an apparent boost.

The various elemental dust types to blast away at short range, both to damage and to give him space to move or react.

As mentioned in the weapon segment, he infuses his twin blades with all manner of dust.

Basically the dust types are there to replace the Witcher Signs like Quen and Aard as well as potions and oils.

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And that about covers it. I looked around your lore tidbits and I feel like this character, blatantly adapted as he is, could fit in this world of yours.

He'd likely be on the trail of OC's like Abi and Fau, for different reasons if their bio's are anything to go by.

Do let me know what you think.

Wow a long one! From what I've read, I like it! I can see him becoming a bit of an unwilling mentor to Abi and Fau, simply because he doesn't want a couple of kids getting hurt despite how he can't stand their general behavior.

[probabludaistkf]

i heard you have ocs?

Oh heck yeah! Finally some one asked, bro you have no idea how long I’ve been holding this in warning it is LONG

Elijah

main OC he is currently 13 and about to go through a LOT. Half angel half demon also emo his father is a demon but doesn’t talk much about his mother and when asked dodges the question not because she’s dead or anything but she was part of his worst memories. All Elijah knows about her is that she was an angel, he also has a best friend who he’s known since the age of 4 named Xane (we’ll come onto him) in a foul attempt to learn more about his parents ,as his father is very secretive, he ends up roping his friends into the worst mess imaginable; they get into the middle of a war between two mafias as a third party that threatens to reveal all their secrets and one of his friends is directly involved with one side and his father the other. He also meets his grim reaper who in an act of mercy gave him three lives because he didn’t want to take someone so young. Elijah has an idol, a famous detective with no name, he aspires to be just like her no

likes: cats, mcr, Xane, Shelly (his girlfriend who he gets later on when he’s 15), the drums, skateboarding

dislikes: being called a vampire, being told what to do, his mother (but that comes later on), piano lessons (the ghost of an old lady teaches him and Xane on Sundays)

Xane

Just a lil’ ghost boy but not really, he wears a sheet over himself to look more like a ghost despite not being dead(the face on the sheet was drawn on by Elijah), although he does wish he was but not in a suicidal way. He is an orphan he was left on the doorstep of an old abandoned mansion and a married couple of ghosts took him in, the other ghosts weren’t pleased at first but soon grew attached to him. He’s very shy and doesn’t talk and he’s pretty much a wallflower. He does get bullied sometimes. No one has actually ever seen his face apart from the ghosts of course but no one else not even Elijah (he did get a glimpse but was knocked out immediately and forgot what happened). He also has a killer death metal voice. No one knows how he obtained that skill but you can always hear him at band practice.

likes : mochi, spiders, Elijah, skateboarding

dislikes: disobeying authority, the colour yellow, piano lessons, rin (we’ll come to him)

Anaiah

She is a dog girl she wasn’t originally thought so technically human. She has two older brothers Louis and Vencel and Louis is a bit of a mad scientist and he was testing to see if his dog girl serum was working which it did but he also made it to be permanent. He was making this serum because dog girls are fictional and he’s lost taste for prosthetic tails and ears. One method of obtaining his dream would be crossbreeding werewolves until he got results but that would be very illegal and expensive. She is quite the violent girl and is currently dealing with anger issues she may also be crushing on her friend. She plays the bass guitar and was taught be Vencel, Louis also taught her how to DJ and mix her own songs. She is very punk btw.

likes: Lilly, waffles, band practice, violence, her trusty bats (she has a lot her bedroom walls are lined with baseball bats), anime

dislikes: school rules, staying put for too long, eggs, spicy food

Lilly

She and her family are vampires and are very rich, her older brother is a famous pop idol and so to follow in his footsteps she became a popular influencer. He didn’t seem to pleased about it though. Most people recognise her from her brother which annoys her. When her brother got scouted and found out that dying his hair was in his contract she also dyed her hair the same shade of bright magenta. Her parent apply a lot of pressure on her to be perfect and get good grades but she likes hanging out with Anaiah because than she doesn’t have to be perfect she can do or be whatever she wants and she likes that same as when she’s making a video or on stream. It’s her dream to make as many people snails as her big brother does but she’ll soon learn why her brother doesn’t want her to take this path (he commits suicide). She is the groups lead female singer and she also plays the keyboard

likes: cats, boba, anime, sora/ whatever I’m gonna name him idk (her brother), spicy food

dislikes: being recognised for sora, being asked to change into a bat, rodents

YET TO BE NAMED!!!! Hopefully

Please note he is not a kitsune, I repeat NOT a kitsune!! He is a Korean yeoul they are completely different (probably make a post about it later this is already too long) he’s more average than the others also can’t do half the stuff they can because he’s Catholic. People often confuse him for Rin a kitsune exorcist who is an entirely different shade of orange btw. He does have an anthro form so the day I commit the grave sin of learning to draw furries you’ll start seeing more art of him. Doesn’t have much lore cause he’s a normal child apart from the fact his girlfriend is a slave to the mafia well one of them. He does help her cope and with his friends he’s trying to get her out of that hellhole. Also random fact he’s lactose intolerant and has a peanut allergy. He’s the guitarist and sometimes back up vocals. He is self taught and can often be caught playing the season 1 blue exorcist theme song to warm up

Likes: ramen, chicken, chicken flavoured ramen, cheese, peanut butter, blue exorcist,

dislikes: being unable to eat cheese and peanut butter, being banned from blue exorcist for mentioning the demonic, being called a kitsune

Also yet to be named seriously what is wrong with me

she is the poor victim of a human trafficking incident everything you can imagine she’s probably been forced to do it or had it done to her. I don’t know why I gave her so much trauma. She is a werewolf and her master is a high ranking executive of the mafia and is able to cover up his horrible acts, he is also a sex offender. Lilly is quite young but the miserable life she was forced to lead caused her to mature much faster than the others. I think I may stop here because I gave her way too much trauma so let’s look on the brighter side of things. She is unable to speak and so uses ASL(American sign language) or BSL (British sign language) (the day I learn to draw hands) she quickly bonded with Xane over that fact she also has many dog or wolf like tendencies for example tail wagging. Her tail conveys a lot of emotions even though her face might not. She does make sounds such as whining, barking or howling. In her anthro or wolf form she’s more comfortable and Is more likely to bark. She is also a Siberian wolf and if you can tell from the name she is indeed related to the Siberian husky so she is quite loud also the drama queen. To show affection she’ll lean on you and she licks YET TO BE NAMED!!!! instead of kisses, she does it around his neck and ears the first time she did it he misinterpreted it as a sexual gesture.

likes: chew toys, dog treats, YET TO BE NAMED!!!!, the dog park,

dislikes: her master, most forms of physical contact unless she deeply trusts you, stereotypes about what happens to her on a full moon (nothing happens apart from the fact she get her period)

Rin

Now this, this is a kitsune. You can tell from the number or tails he has he’s been around for more that 200 years. He’s also a major dick for no reason. He is worshipped and has a small shrine dedicated to him although it seems it’s most likely gone to his head. He’s an exorcist and keeps trying to exorcise the ghosts in Xane’s mansion Its the reason no one likes him. One day he was saved by this little girl who took him in and took care of him he did refuse he bit and scratched her but she seemed determined to show the fox affection even after he ran away she still loved him so he had no Choice but to settle down and be her new pet. The little girl is now an old lady and unknown to her a kitsune calls her ‘mama’ when no one’s around. He feels he has a debt to the woman but still hasn’t found a way to repay her even though he’s warded off all the evil spirits that could harm her resulting in her living a long, happy, healthy life but he still feels there’s he hasn’t done.

likes: feeling superior to people, stealing, being a fraud, scamming people

dislikes: being called a yeoul, being lied to, disrespect to his mama

[leiswxrld]

𝐒𝐘𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒…“I want to fuck your brains out kennedy will you let me”

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: sub!cop leon kennedy x black fem reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: smut, p in v sex, riding, name calling, seduction, praise words, submissive leon, sex in a cop car, criminal ish y/n, Leon fucked into oblivion, Leon gets a call by his supervisor mid fuck, not proof read.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1806 Words

𝐀/𝐍: I really want to fuck the shit out of Leon Kennedy🤧 btw I listened to candy while writing this, the slowed version goes hard.

𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒: @hitobaby for line divers ❥

You were driving home late from a night out with the girls, the windows were rolled down letting in the cold midnight breeze and you were blasting candy by doja cat in the car as you sang along to the lyrics, your car picking up speed.

There wasn’t as much cars on the road since it was late at night but enough to make you feel safe enough to drive home, you were drunk but not to the point you couldn’t drive which you knew was selfish cause you knew that you weren’t suppose to be driving but realistically who had the money to get an Uber and you were definitely not in the mood to come get your car back in the Morning.

As you sang along to the lyrics, in the rear view mirror a cop car comes into the view, slowly tailing yours before the familiar red and blue lights flashed into your car. You cursed yourself as you pulled over to the side of the road and put the car in park. You watched the police officer step outside the vehicle slowly approaching your car and you go to roll down the windows, “What can I do for you…” you go to look at the golden badge that read officer Leon Kennedy which was pinned to his work uniform, “Officer Kennedy”

He seems to blush at the mention of his Name, slowly adverting his eyes from your intimidating ones. “Ma’am can I have your license and registration please” he reply’s with an awkward tone watching how your eyes lingered over his body like you were undressing him with your eyes.

“Sure can do officer” you wink at him and hand him your license and registration and he never failed to notice how long your hands lingered on his hands, the feeling of your acrylic nails lightly scratching the top of his made his spine tingle, your bold but subtle actions made him nervous.

“T-thank you I’ll be back with you shortly” you knew what you were doing, to say the officer was handsome was an understatement, he was panty dropper for sure everything about him stood out to you, the way his uniform constricted around his body failed to hide his muscular build and abs that pressed against his shirt and his light brown hair never failed to cover his beautiful face which would make any man or woman fold, you decided tonight you would get a little fun out of this.

He returns with your papers handing them back, “Ma’am the reason I stopped you today was because you were going 70 in a 50 zone area” you pretended to have a shocked look on your face, your eyebrows raised up a little and a small gasp emitting from your throat, “I never realised that’s how fast I was going, thankfully you were able to stop me before then officer Kennedy”

He blushes again and cannot stop looking at your lips, they were so enticing it felt as if he was in a trance just by looking at them, “Ma’am have you been drinking tonight”

“I may have had a drink or two”

“I’m afraid I’m going to have to arrest you for drinking under the influence and speeding”

“Officer can’t you just write me a speeding ticket and call it a night” you offer, flashing your intimidating eyes at him.

No he couldn’t let himself fall for your little antics, he had to gain control of the situation again before he found himself falling for you frabrications.

“No can do ma’am I’m afraid I’m going to have to take you down to the station, can you please step out the car for me” you fake a sigh and step out the car almost immediately, your face nearly touching his as you teasingly putting your hands in the air. He inhales slowly, grabbing your hands and cuffing them, his eyes trail down to the tight skirt your wearing and he feels himself harden under the tight trousers he was wearing and he felt fucking pathetic about letting himself do so.

He takes you to the back of his cruiser and shuts the door behind you before walking back to your car seemingly grabbing your car keys out of the ignition and he heads back to the cruiser getting into the driver seat, you could see how nervous he was around you and his erection didn’t go unnoticed which prodded against his uniform. “Am I your last for today” you say suddenly with a lick of your lips,

“I-I think so,after I take you to the station I’ll be heading home”

“Hmm… so I’m guessing that you have a wife or girlfriend waiting for you at home”

“N-no just me tonight”

“Shame i would’ve thought someone as fine as you would’ve had someone by now”

“What are you getting at” he questioned, watching you in the rear view mirror as your lips twitched upwards into a grin.

“Whatever do you mean officer” you say teasingly,

“You know what I mean you keep trying to f-flirt with me”

“Do I…” your playing with him, acting dumb to drive him mad.

“Don’t act dumb I know what you are doing”

“And what if I knew what I was doing what are you going to do about it pretty boy”

“I’ll….I’ll….”

Fuck it, you manage to climb over the arm rest and onto his lap, he seemed to be catched off guard as his cheeks began to redden with nervousness. “W-what are you doing, we can’t do this” he says and you let out a laugh, “we both know you and I want this so be a good little whore and enjoy this”

Even though your cuffed up, you manage to wrap your hands around his neck and start kissing upwards, enjoying the small whimpers and sounds he let out. You begin to grind your lap onto his crotch, feeling his erection against your skirt whatever, he was packing you could feel it and you couldn’t wait to feel him inside you.

“Uncuff me and I’ll make sure to show you how much I appreciate you for letting me go” he obliges getting his keys and unlocking the tight cuffs and you rub your hands to relief the strain on them. “Shit…” he slurs as your grinding became more intense and quick,

He grabs ahold of your waist, guiding you as you continued to kiss his neck leaving obvious bites and markings all over, finally you bring him into a desperate kiss, hands tangling into his Sheen brown hair and gripping it tightly. He moans, sloppily kissing you back with little to no experience at all and nervously when to grip your ass.

“I want to fuck your brains out kennedy will you let me” you whisper lowly into his ear, biting on it before sucking on the ball of his helix piercing. “Yes…please fuck me m-miss”

You smirk pulling away and rushing to unbutton his trousers and he assists you while you hurriedly pull them down. You pull up your tight skirt and grab ahold of his thick length, pushing it against your tight entrance before sinking on it slowly, he lets out a whorish moan letting his head roll back into the chair as you adjust to the feeling of his cock.

“Such a good boy for me” you praise and you lift up before sinking back down in slow movements. He was so fucking big for someone who didn’t know what to do with it, poor thing was so indulged in the pleasure he was mumbling incoherent words after each moan or whimper. “You feel s-so fucking good miss”

Your bouncing on his cock, each bounce you could feel his balls against your tight cunt as you whispered praises into his ear. “Nghhh-fuck miss your so beautiful” he says face contorting in pleasure, he goes to touch your tits that were bouncing in his face, playing and kissing each mound. Sucking on your buds as your hands went to his neck choking him but not to the point he couldn’t breath.

Suddenly the sounds of the radios intercom was heard throughout the car and Kennedy began to panic, “oh s-shit that’s my supervisor he’s probably wondering where I am”

“Answer it” you demand still bouncing on his cock,

“B-but miss I’ll…”

“Answer it” he whines and presses the red button on the radio, “officer Kennedy where are you..have you not finished your rounds yet” the man questioned,

“I-I’m just about to finish my l-last round…shit- sir” he reply’s and you found a way to increase your speed even faster than before that his eyes were rolling all the way back that the only thing that could be seen was the whites of his eyes.

“You alright there Kennedy” the man asks back in concern and Leon at that point is too far gone to reply and you slap him on the face,

“Answer him Kennedy don’t want your supervisor knowing how much of a fucking whore your being for me”

“Y-yes sir i managed to drop my c-coffee all over me” he’s looking at you pleading for you to slow down but all you do is smirk, there was no way the man on the other end hadn’t caught onto his escapades, the sounds of skin clapping was so evident it had to be heard on radio, “well don’t take too long we all have home to get to Kennedy”

“Y-yes sir I’ll be back before you know it”

“Alright talk to you later” the man ends the radio and Leon is so blissed out that he’s totally gone pussy whipped, “are you going to cum for me Kennedy, are you going to leave a big mess in me”

He moans incoherently at your words as he feels your nails digging into his nape, moaning out his name. The cruiser was full on shaking and the windows were fogged up as the beautiful sounds of pleasure mixed in the air, both chasing up your releases.

“Oh fuck I can’t-fuck- I can’t miss I’m going to cum”

“Cum in me then baby” A few more strokes and Leon stains a moan as he releases into you, hot amounts of cum filling you up to the brim. You came after him, moaning his name as you slowed down. Leon whimpered at the overstimulation before you stopped, laying your head on his chest. You both chased your breaths as you felt his release trickle down your thigh, “Fuck that was-

“Amazing” you finish off with a giggle as you give him a kiss on the lips.

“So about that charge”

“I’ll let you off with a warning but you need to make sure this doesn’t happen again”

“Can’t make any promises, officer”

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Brother’s Concern (short story)

Harefeather stared at her brother, then stared some more, and a little more just to make sure she was processing everything correctly. But there was no way she did. “Come again?”

“I know you heard me,” Blackhawk huffed. “I don’t know why I’m telling you, I knew you weren’t going to be okay with this.”

“Maybe it was your brain knowing that I would say no, and it wanted me to save it from its idiotic host! Honestly, why him? Don’t you know that he’s dangerous?”

“Everyone here can be,” Blackhawk replied, tail flicking with irritation. “It doesn’t stop others from getting mates, why should it stop me?”

“Hold on,” Harefeather held out a paw. “‘mates’? Have you even had a full conversation with him yet?”

“Of course I had!” Blackhawk bristled. “And before you ask, yes, it was more than once.

“Uh-huh. How likely is it that he remembers your name?”

“Uh..” Blackhawk looked doubtful.

“Look,” Harefeather said more softly. “I’m only looking out for you, just as I always have. But that cat…that family….they’re trouble. They killed countless cats when they were alive and continue to kill countless cats here. Haven’t you seen his kin’s eyes? Their colour is all black! You know what that means! And you’ve heard the stories, too. They would befriend cats, get them comfortable enough to want to be alone with them, and then they attack. And they don’t just kill, they maim. Do you want to risk that happening to you? Isn’t a little heartache worth going on living?”

Blackhawk studied the ground for a long time, harsh breath easing slowly. Then he looked up with a sharp glare. “We’re not living anyway.” Then he stormed off.

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--I said before how someone might be concered about their relative dating someone from the Eye-Out Family considering......how they are, so here’s a little short!

--Btw Blackhawk’s crush is on Condorburn. 

[adobe-outdesign]

What are your thoughts on the newly revealed starter pokemon? I personally feel like some changes coukdve been made to really polish Fuecoco's design (omitting the second smaller stem-thing, adding more teeth, longer lower jaw), but otherwise I think they're fairly good! I like the homosexual duck

(Note: Pokemon reviews on this blog typically go in order of submission, but I'm nudging this one forward in honor of Scarlet and Violet's announcement. Reviews will return to the regular order after this.)

Sprigatito (btw, can we talk about what a fantastic name that is? actually all three of these guys have good names) is pretty good and very cute. I like the expression--this definitely looks like a capricious attention-seeker--and the way the fur on the head is stylized, which is accented by the loose fur on the tail. The dark green accents are well placed and draw the eye through the design nicely as well.

I don't even have much to nitpick about it, aside from the fact that I wish the pattern on the face had another point to match the leaf mane's shape.

However, I do feel like it suffers from being pretty plain. This is more or less the first thing that comes to mind when you think of a "grass-type long-haired cat". It's not bad, but it lacks flavor, having neither a unique body shape or a distinctive theme yet.

With that said, sometimes starters start off bland before they get interesting. Fennekin and Litten are both in Sprigatito's ballpark, and both don't start to get a clear theme until the second or even third evo. I'm not saying Sprigatito here needs to become bipedal (though for the record, I don't really care what it does as long as the design's good), just that the plainness might not be a problem if the design becomes more interesting down the road.

It's also one of the harder Pokemon to guess what direction the evo's going to go in, given the lack of theme. Personally, I would like to see something lynx-esc, both because they're present in the region's area and because we don't really have a lynx Pokemon (other than the Shinx line, but those don't actually look like lynxes visually). You can kind of see how the face fur would lean into the lynx's tufts, as would the leaf collar:

The description mentions it being attention-seeking, so maybe something with a prima donna vibe, like Serperior? Or something with a stage theme, more along the lines of Primarina?

Anyway, the point is that Sprigatito’s a solid start, but I hope it gets more unique as it evolves.

Fuecoco’s my personal favorite so far. It’s kind of the polar opposite of Sprigatito, having a very distinctive body shape and theme right off the bat. Chili peppers are a legitimately great concept, both tying into the region and providing a fitting type.

In terms of what I like, the white on the face is very distinctive and invokes the idea of a pepper well, as do the “stems”. The colors are nicely balanced throughout and the body shape, as mentioned previously, is a unique one. In other words, it’s pretty visually striking.

There’s only a few nitpicks I have. I don’t mind the second stem visually, but I don’t think it’s needed, especially because peppers normally only have one. The square on the chest looks a bit off; I would’ve like to see the underbelly come up and become rounded to match the face instead. And finally, I would’ve liked to see a bit more anatomy here and there, mostly in the legs as it’s hard to picture this thing walking (just give it some haunches and put the claws underneath).

And when it comes to evolution, while everyone is focused on Sprigatito saying quadrupedal, I’d kind of like to see Fuecoco go that route personally. We already have an alligator in Feraligatr, so it dropping onto all fours would be a way to easily differentiate the two. The hot pepper thing could be worked into more, with it gaining leaves and becoming part grass type, and maybe the tail could become bent up like the end of a hot pepper or something.

I’ve also heard the idea of a chef evo tossed around due the food idea, and I’d certainly be down for that; the white could lead into a chef’s hat of sorts, for example.

I’ve also heard some people suggest that the starters could share each other type’s as secondary’s this time around due to fire/grass being the obvious choice here. Not sure how likely it is to happen, but it would certainly be interesting.

As a whole, it’s a solid and memorable design that just needs to get a bit more definition to the anatomy as it evolves.

Finally, Quaxly is still pretty good, but it doesn’t stick out in my mind as much. I think it’s because it looks a bit too muck like Ducklett to me. Don’t get me wrong, they’re not that similar, but the faces in particular bear some resemblance, and then take into consideration that they’re both ducks and they just start to blur together a bit for me.

In terms of the design, the teal color is pulled through well and I like little beret, as well as the general design of the face. The only things I’m not big on are that curved line on the chest (I guess it’s meant to be chest feathers, but why only one and why is it shaded like it’s indented?) and the weird little squiggly line on the hat, which I can only assume will play into something in the evos becuase it has no reason to be there otherwise.

Not much else to say beyond that; much like Sprigatito up there, it’s a bit on the bland side at this point, not helped by the fact that a water-type duck is inherently a straightforward combo. However, the difference is that Quaxly has just enough in the design to hint at a potential theme, rather than being completely up in the air.

The mention of it being earnest and tidy, combined with the hat and the X in the name makes me inclined to believe with the idea that it’s going to gain some kind of conquistador theme to it; the hat becoming one of those metal ones with a big feather, the tidiness lending to a military-esq strictness, ect. Many conquistadors traveled on ships, so the water theme would fit.

Though personally, I hope it does something different, or at least goes in more of a pirate direction; conquistadors are kind of known for ~~enslaving and murdering people~~ so I’d rather not have the charming little duck turn into that. Of course, this is only speculation anyway.

As a whole, these starters feel a lot better than Gen 8′s in my opinion. Whereas Gen 8 had a bunch of near-identical body shapes, there’s a good variety on display here; one cat quadruped, one chunky bipedal reptile, and one bird. Each silhouette looks distinctive and there’s already some interesting themes and design elements at play, so I’m excited to see how these guys evolve. A solid start.

[4dtk]

based on a lil discussion with me and @moonboohoo btw this is a little ooc since sukuna is a cat lol. enjoy!

[yuji is typing...]

oh my godddd you're ordering food? i want food too wtf

anyway. i hear u about your problem. why not just ask the first person you see when you get back home?

[(y/n) is typing...]

you want me to ask my cat??????

[yuji is typing...]

oh no not the cat, that feline is the devil himself im sure

the person delivering your food, ask them!!! maybe they'd be willing to give you a chance

[(y/n) is typing...]

hey!!!! :( dont be mean to sukuna :((

your maine coon curls up against you as you flop down on the couch with phone in hand, the other switching on the television with not much thought. your hand naturally strokes the cat's fur, jumping channels from one to the next in boredom as you wait for the delivery.

sukuna's purring carry on even when the doorbell is rung, accepting the food with a smile and careful hands. when you don't return, however, the cat perks up in curiosity, seeing the familiar twirl of your hair around your fingers as you engage in a conversation with the person at your door.

"so... is tomorrow okay?" you ask, tired of waiting for the perfect partner to come and sweep you off your feet. the other goes to answer, but sukuna interrupts before they can, hissing with the swishing of his bushy tail. it's as if he was a human himself, staring down at the delivery person despite the massive height difference.

"ah, s..sorry," you rush to place the food down, picking up the majestic cat into your arms to cradle him, "my cat's pretty aggressive to strangers."

"we could always reschedule it?" they say, shrugging their shoulders, "doesn't look like your cat wants me in the house if i were to come over tomorrow."

you smile apologetically, "'m sorry again."

they wave a hand, both in goodbye and dismissal of your apology for such a trivial thing.

the cat descends from your arms gracefully, walking off like he hadn't just cost you a future partner. as sukuna prances off, you roll your eyes at his dramatics, reaching for the food before finally settling down in front of the television again. at least now you had a purpose of going channel surfing.

it wasn't a very productive day, clocking out at an early 11pm to get ready for tomorrow. scrolling through social media was your favourite pastime, slotting in a bit of 'me' time before succumbing to sleep with sukuna snuggled up against your side. 

the next morning wasn't merciful; with its bright rays shining through the window and the annoying construction going on from across the street, you could almost feel your annoyance levels rising before you got the morning routine.

"she wanted to invite them into the house? thank god i swooped in before they could agree. what right do they have to hang with (y/n)?"

what's worse is there was murmuring just at the foot of your bed, the pacing of their footsteps deemed too loud by your groggy, grumpy self.

wait.

"who's there?!" your shout catches the attention of the male, hand pointing at the owner of the noisy-ass footsteps with fear.

his messy pink hair was enough to catch your attention, but the tattoos littered across his arms and face was enough to make you gasp. you keep your mouth shut when he looks you over with red eyes, meeting yours with a tilt of his head. it's a sukuna habit, even when he's a human.

"who... are you?"

"seriously?" he asks unimpressed, crossing his arms over his exposed chest.

"sukuna!" you jolt in surprise at your missing cat, "sukuna?"

there's genuine concern and confusion when you repeat his name for the third time, coming to terms that he might really be in front of you.

"s...ukuna?" you whisper in caution, inching towards him as he keeps his eyebrow raised at your clueless state. tracing your hand across his carefully drawn tattoos was the first thing you did before moving on to his unkempt pink hair and mouth, where he still possessed his canine teeth.

he recoils as part of instinct, an uncharacteristic blush appearing on his face.

you overlook his behaviour but instead groan, falling back into the bed behind you in panic from the situation you've just encountered. your head comes up to gaze at the other, frustrated that he hasn't gone away after slapping your face, blinking your eyes or even falling off the bed.

"fuck. so you're real then."

"tch, then what am i? am i not matter, a material that constitutes the observable universe and, together with energy, forms the basis of all objective phenomena?"

you blow a raspberry, "did you get that from my science notes? god, whatever, let's get you some clothes."

luckily, with your wide array of oversized shirts, you were able to dress him decently. despite your confusion, you still were very interested to know how he came to be in your small apartment. with a skilled hand, you brew some coffee for the both of you, handing him a steaming hot cup after a few minutes.

"i change every night," sukuna says nonchalantly, immediately spitting out the bitter drink in repulsion.

he makes a disgusted face, “what the fuck is this?”

you deadpan, "really? all over my floor?"

getting up, your hands reach for the paper towels to clean up the mess that your cat-turned-human made, cringing at the way the paper towel turns brown with the immediate soak-up.

“but this is the first time i’ve struggled to change back. i’m not sure how i do it normally, but jeez, drinking your goddamn coffee makes me wish i was a cat again.”

with each passing minute, he gets on your nerves and by now, he’s shoved the drink back to you. standing up, he stretches his muscles like how he usually does in the mornings, allowing for every part of his toned body to show itself.

there goes the annoyance...

"well, i can't say i'm not attracted either..." you mutter to yourself, gulping down the extra cup before placing them in the sink. the laptop you frequent makes its way onto your lap not so long later, bringing up a essay due in the next week. you decided to start early this time and made sure to pace yourself, trying to rule out the last minute rushes you always settled for.

an arm encircles around your waist, taking you by surprise when you let out a squeak. sukuna is nuzzling himself into your arm while you try to frantically delete the out-of-topic sentence that was making its way onto the word doc.

"what are you doing?"

"morning routine," he simply says, laying his tongue on you without any warning.

"oh god, sukuna, no!" you groan, pushing him away from his tight grip on you like he usually does when his body is propped against your chest. you've woken up too many times, struggling to breathe because of his weight.

he retreats reluctantly, really wishing he was a cat again as he grunts at your behaviour.

"have it your way," sukuna mumbles, his naturally grumpy self amplified by your rejection. you thought back to the times your maine coon normally sat beside you quietly, basking in the way your fingers typed on the keyboard.

what could be any different? plus, you'd have a reciprocation of your head pats.

there's a tug on the other's wrist, "you can lay. just no- no licking, okay?"

you almost scoff at the sukuna rolls his eyes, but his actions betray him anyways because he's laid down beside you, curling into your side as he places his head into your stomach.

the desktop's illumination shines brighter than the morning's rays, hypnotising sukuna into a slumber as you play with his hair.

you wouldn't have noticed the male if he hadn't introduced himself, but his brash personality matched your cat too closely, knowing you were the only one he'd show affection to despite the constant hissing and glares he sent to your friends.

a gentle grasp of his hand snaps you out of your thoughts, bringing back memories of the way he'll lay his paw on you, even during the first time where you met him in the animal shelter.

sukuna stays peaceful throughout his sleep, pink hair slowly becoming messier the more he cuddled into your person. he was content now, at least, as you read over the essay to correct any mistakes.

it lulls him in and out of consciousness, stuck between wanting to hear your tender voice and relishing being embraced in his sleep.

either way, he was positive he wanted to spend the rest of his cat (or human) life with you.

[afandommultiverse]

Enemies - Zora Ideale

word count - 2.5k

request - Z3ll0us

warnings - uhh none really, language probably, just some fluff

a/n - ya'll, my bad, I'm not dead just not creative, I somehow came up with this in the matter of like 5 months, and it's still shit I'm sorry guys, but I hope you all enjoy! Btw I'm going to be trying my best to come back!💕

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It seemed no matter where he went, no matter what job it was if they were there, there was no chance for him. How many bounties had he lost? How many relics had they stolen right from under him for contracts? Zora was sick of it and made it a rule to himself that he would drop everything and turn the other way when he saw them, but what was even the point? Because no matter where he went, they were always there.

Even now, a member of the Black Bulls, he was having a hard time holding back from releasing magic spells. He wanted them gone, at least that is what he thought. Why else would he get this burning feeling looking at them to speak to Magna like they have been friends for years? But, of course, Zora could never tell them. However, he wanted them to talk to him like that, not like he was just some scum on the bottom of their shoes, but it is not like all he has done has exactly helped his relationship with them, which brought him to his current predicament.

"With who?" Zora could not believe his luck. Of course, he was going to be with them. What else would the fates do but trick and play with him? His suffering must be amusing. Yami puffed on his cigarette as he handed Zora a pack of mission information.

"You are with Y/n. Now go find them and get on; I forgot about that one under some stacks of papers, due dates in 3 days." Yami kicked Zora out of his office and left him there to stare at the door as he thought about how fucked the next four days would be for him.

~~~

It was a cave expedition. Some wild animals had been going in there and coming out with big mana. It was beginning to make it dangerous for the surrounding villages who hunted wild game to put dinner on the table. But, thank the gods, Yami had cleaned off his desk; if not, who knows what kind of trouble the guild would have been in the next few days.

Walking to their room, Zora had heavy feet, which seemed only to get more weighted and weighted as he got closer to their door. Then he heard their laugh vibrating through the walls and ringing out to the hall where he could listen, halting his step and his heartbeat. Zora swallowed a knot before bringing his hand up to the door and knocking heavily. He heard their steps before the door opened, and they stared at him, sitting into their hip and glaring.

"What?" They seethed, narrowing their eyes as if looking for a trick. He sighed and handed them the folder, not even bothering to mess with them right now; they will prove him wrong later anyways.

"Be ready in thirty minutes." And then he walked away.

Y/n P.O.V

I watched Zora skulk away, a different air around him, almost defeated. I frowned before closing the door and turning back to the guest.

"Who was that?" A friend of mine from hell, a tiny demoness who specialized in brews and potions. Aliza was her name, and she was a stout little thing with filled-out curves and gorgeous maroon skin that glowed. Her nails were sharp and black, seeming to glitter in the light as she lifted her cup, which was much more prominent in her little red hands. Red swirly horns curled around her ears before pointing up in effortless black points that seemed to drip back down her horns like minor oil spills. Most enticing were her pink eyes, slit-like a cat and equally as sharp.

"Zora, a team member." I settled back down in my seat in front of her and sipped my tea. Her tail swished around her curiously as she stared at me pointedly. Since she was so short, she had to stand on the table to see eye to eye; she looked adorable under the flowers in the vase sitting at the center of the table.

"Just a team member?" Her pink eyes seemed to glint in knowing, knowing what? I did not know. I eyed her suspiciously as I finished up my meal.

"Yeah. Just a team member who, by the way, gets on my nerves sometimes and is a huge asshole." I took the final sip from my tea and gathered the dishes before throwing them through a portal to hell. Aliza looked unimpressed as she watched me close the said portal. "What?"

"You cannot keep expecting Helltower to keep doing your dishes." I grinned, dusting off my hands and moving to change.

"Of course I can! He loves me! Plus, I always repay him with little trinkets from the middle world." I mused, throwing on my guild cape and walking out of the room, Aliza following me. Her heels clicked on the stone hall as she followed me, surprisingly keeping up for being so small.

"Where are you going?" She continued to drink her tea, which she had reheated with a small flame in her hand.

"Some mission, talk shit later, okay?" She laughed before slipping through a small red vortex in front of her effortlessly, and I continued to meet Zora.

It has been silent ever since we started walking, stale moods rising from both of us. Yami had mentioned that the mission would be within walking distance. What he had failed to mention was that he thought thirty-five miles was within walking distance, which brought us here, stumbling on the only trail that would lead us to the village in need. Wind around us blew softly, whistling through the trees and making the leaves above our heads shutter and shake. Orange and yellow leaves were falling overhead to frame our little journey. Now and then, deer or a rabbit would hop across a few feet ahead of us, some even stopping to stare at us with their beady eyes before walking off.

As silent as it was between us, the forest made up plenty of sounds, birds chirping tiny tunes to each other from the high treetops. We had even heard the roars of hogs fighting by a pond over a mate. We stopped to watch them for a second but continued a little after. Eventually, Zora let out an irritated sigh and walked over to a tall, thick tree, probably hundreds of old- and kicked it so hard, the roots ripped out from the ground, well, mostly. Before any dirt or rocks could hit us, Zora quickly set up a magic circle and reflected it all. I watched in astonishment and confusion. What the hell was he doing? Then, as dozens of birds flew away from the scene, scared of such commotion, he spoke.

"Cut this for me, dear?" I scoffed at the nickname, trying to ignore the sweet pound of my heart that followed after his raspy voice wrapped around that word in an unreasonable amount of attractiveness. Then I thought of a particular pair of pink cat eyes glinting at me. So I shuffled forward, opting instead of asking questions to pull an ax out of a small portal. "I always forget your weapons are double the size of Cap'n Yami." He muttered off to the side, watching as I walked up to the top of the tree and measured up the ax to swing. As I swung down on the trunk, cutting it just as it began to branch out, I heard a low whistle, and secondly, his footsteps walking along the tree trunk back to me.

"Clean shot, doll." He grinned down at me, then looked back at the severed trunks. "We'll take the long one for the rest of the ride, whaddya say?" He asked, reaching down to pull me up. What the hell is going on? As I gripped his hand, I was almost in a trance, confused and running through millions of thoughts. Setting my body on auto-pilot as I tried to figure out why the hell he was so lovely. Which, in the end, was a bad idea, or maybe a good one.

My foot slipped, and just when I thought I was going to eat shit, a specific pair of hands gripped me, pulling me up fast. We fell back, landing against the wood hard; well, Zora did at least.

"Fuck." He groaned, rubbing his head before looking up at me, his mischievous eyes and smile gone, there laid concern. "Are you okay?" He moved me off of him gently, surprisingly not making any inappropriate comments on our position.

"You saved me," I spoke, still flabbergasted with what happened and the events leading up to it.

"Yeah, it didn't look like it was gonna be a soft fall, sweetheart." He stood up, convinced that I was all right, and gave me a hand again, this time watching me intensely as if I would misstep again. After I was up, he walked away, going to the head of the tree to fill it with mana. Slowly, the trunk began to rise, higher and higher, until we were above the surrounding trees. Green leaves blocking the view of the forest floor we once stood on, and a soft sunset began in front of us. The trunk began to move forward, slowly speeding up before staying steady. The wind whipped my hair around, along with a few of my things, making me hold on to them tightly after tying up what I could of my hair. I walked up to Zora again, coming to sit beside him. The trunk was thick enough for us to sit side by side, but it was a tight fit nonetheless. So as I settled beside him, he moved slightly for me, but our legs stayed glued to each other.

"If you could just do this the entire time, why didn't you just leave me back there?" I laughed it off, so used to him being a pain in the ass, and it is not like it would not be the first time he screwed me over in some way. Our relationship was not one of the niceties or cordial words. So often, you would find us fighting or screaming to see the other because of something they did, which eventually leads to a fight. Zora did not look at me for a bit, but when he did, I wished he had never turned his head. His eyes were sullen, sad, and overthinking, foggy with millions of thoughts that looked to be running through his head. The evident frown that towed down his face bothered me, so used to the shit-eating grin he pranked me or others, or when after putting someone in their place.

"I guess I can be really mean sometimes, huh?" I did not know his voice could be so soft. Honestly, I was surprised I heard him at all, but I did and could not stop thinking about it. I did not feel it necessary to talk after that, instead finally shutting my trap and moving on to watch the sunset. Colors blurred and blended across the sky, framing the mountains and trees rising to kiss the sky. It was quite the sight with bright pinks, oranges, and even some purple painted across the blue sky. When we reached the village, the sun was long gone, replaced by the moon, just as bright and beautiful with specks of stars across the sky. At some point, I remember getting bored and searching for the different zodiacs and patterns defined by the stars. As soon as I had found my sign, the tree trunk began to descend.

The trees we once flew over surrounded us and shut us off from the sky once again as we settled on the forest floor. The tiny little path we had been following earlier continued beside us, looking as it had when we left it hours ago. Up ahead, I could see the village glowing lively. Its name is written proudly on a wooden sign almost overcome at the bottom in ivy. However, before we got there, I opened my big mouth again.

"I don't blame you for being so mean; I mean, I would be mean too if my guild partner beat me at everything." That is not how it was supposed to come out, I mean, I was genuinely trying to be nice, but I did not filter the words that left my mouth before. Zora's head turned to me, eyes gaunt and eerie, his brilliant smile no longer on display.

"You wanna run that by me again, Doll?" The venom that surrounded the once cheery nickname made my stomach drop. I felt backed against a corner with miles surrounding me to run off. Quickly I tried to explain what I meant.

"Wait, Zora, that's not what I meant- not how I-"

"No, I think I got it doll, you just think you're that much better than me, huh? So what, you got to some quests before me, stolen relics under my nose, and joined my guild, passing me up in less than four months. I don't care, Honey, 'cause ain't nobody better than me- 'cause ain't no one like me! I don't care how much mana you have, how many spells you cast, how skilled you are, or how fucking perfect you are! None of that is gonna change no matter how gorgeous you are!" Zora's eyes widen, and he clenched his mouth shut, turning away with a growl and turning to walk off toward the village ahead of us.

"You think I'm perfect?" I called out, watching him stop and turn back to look at me. Zora's face was blank as he spoke.

"Are you telling me that out of ALL that, that is the only thing that stuck?" He scoffed, and his eyes narrowed slightly, sharp jaws sent in a deep frown. I walked up to him and stopped a step ahead of him. I held out my hand slowly, making sure I held eye contact with him.

"Truce?" Zora looked at my hand, astonished, which slowly melted away and revealed mixed relief and annoyance. Then, finally, he moved to grip my hand and shake it firmly.

"Truce. Whoa-" I yanked Zora forward, pulling him close, catching his surprised blue eyes before closing my own and going in for a kiss. Fortunately, Zora fell into it almost too easily, slipping his arms around me tight and returning the kiss with a bottled fever. However, after a few seconds, he pushed back, letting me go.

"W-What was that for?" I stared at him, lips still buzzing slightly from the contact.

"I don't know; it felt like the right thing to do. I think you're perfect, handsome too."

[ayamari-no-goshi]

I was going to make a post about Revenants, but, you know what, this is just going to be a post about the number of BS ways one can become a Revenant and/or vampire (as the folklore isn’t always clear) in Slavic and Balkan folklore. I’ve only included ones where I’m aware of how they’re created. There are a lot of revenant/vampiric creatures in this part of the world than are listed here.

Please note, in some areas of a country, the various terms are interchangeable, but are very different entities in other areas of the same country. You will also see a lot of similar words - this is due to language similarities. Also, the idea of 2 souls appears a lot - folk who have this are also said to have 2 hearts

Also, Hungary is not considered a Slavic country and will not be included.

Long post, so line break:

Albania: Note: while not excusable, this was an area where a lot of damage was done during the Ottoman conquests and was part of the Ottoman empire until 1912. Please keep that in mind

Liogat/Liougat/Ljugat : created upon the death of all Albanians of Turkish descent. Does not matter how they lived their lives

Sampiro: created upon the death of all Albanians of Turkish descent. Can also be created by Albanians who committed an “unnatural act” in life. Examples are, bestiality, homosexuality, prostitution, transvestism, heterosexuality with a Turkish person, consuming meat handled by a Turk, being a habitual liar, or being a professional thief

Shtriga: a vampiric witch and not actually dead. Created from a woman who has become evil through envy or never marrying.

Vryolakas: created when an animal like a cat or dog jumps over the body before burial, person dies by murder or suicide, a person eats meat from an animal killed by a werewolf, or was an evil magic user

Belarus:

Mjertovjec: created when a witch or werewolf died. Uniquely similar to the Filipino Manananggal

Bosnia:

Blut Aussauger (originally from Bosnia, but brought into German lore.. and the German term is what’s used): created from either tricking/force feeding people to eat its burial dirt, eating meat from an animal a wolf killed, committing suicide, dies unbaptized, dies a witch, leads an immoral life, or if a nun walks over the grave (wtf?)

Bulgaria: Note: It’s very common for these creatures to take 40 days to form after death in Bulgarian lore.

Krvoijac -  created from a person who drinks wine or smokes during Lent.

Obour/Obur: traditions varied. Sometimes this ran in families. Sometimes it was created from someone who died suddenly, specifically of murder. Depending on region, this term can refer to 8 distinctly different creatures.

Opyrb/Opirb: created from folk who had improper burial rites, had a cat or dog jump over the dead body, a shadow fell on it before burial (I have no idea how this is prevented), a violent death, or sometimes evil people.

Ustrel/Istral: created from a child born on Saturday but died before being baptized.

Croatia:

Kosci: created from the death of a drowning victim, adulterer, or murderer

Kozlak: created from a child who was weaned before its time and died

Pijavica: created from a man who committed incest with his mother, or a particularly evil person

Vrukolak: (from Dalmatian region) - created when the victim of a Vrukolak dies, by being murdered without anyone witnessing the crime, or when a cat or dog jumps over an unburied corpse

Former Yugoslavia (Czech Republic and Slovakia)

Muroi - created from an evil person. Also similar to a Banshee - rings bells and calls the names of folk, who end up dying.

Nelapsi - specific to the Zemplin district. Created from someone with 2 souls

Upir - created from someone with 2 souls. Some areas state they were a witch in life.

Greece - included simply due to how old the legend is. Reported in ancient Greece.

Vrykolakas: traditionally revenants. Created by improper burial rites, something was left unfulfilled, they were cursed, or were seeking revenge against things something done to them or their families.

Macedonia:

Note: while not excusable, this was an area where a lot of damage was done during the Ottoman conquests and was part of the Ottoman empire until 1912. Please keep that in mind.

Ariogourouno: created from wicked Turkish people who never ate pork

Vryolakas: created when an animal like a cat or dog jumps over a corpse before burial, when a person dies by murder or suicide, if a person eats meat that came from an animal that was killed by a werewolf, or when an evil person who used magic dies

Poland: As a note: areas Poland have a history of looking for signs upon birth to mark folk as something similar to a wise man or shaman. Over years, these signs influenced some of these legends.

Mwere: specifically of Kashubian lore of north central Poland – created from the death of an unbaptized children. Girls are more likely to become one

Ohyn: made from children born with a caul and teeth and died shortly after birth

Strzyga/Striga/Strzygoń - person born with 2 lines of teeth and/or 2 souls becomes one upon death

Upiór - a person born with 2 lines of teeth and/or 2 souls or someone who had a defining feature marking them as ‘off’ becomes one upon death. Or, folk cursed before death, dying suddenly, dying in childbirth, or having a grave desecrated could also create one. Also, in some areas, it’s specifically stated they’re made when a male child who was born with teeth dies. Examples of what was ‘off”: being born with a caul, being a red head, being left handed, having a strange mark on the body, etc.

Vjesci: created from a person born with a caul or teeth renounces God on his or her last breath.

Wieszczy – made when a child born with a cleft palate and either a caul or teeth dies. As a side note: this creature is similar to a Banshee

Wili – created when a bride dies on her wedding day

Romania: Note: there are a lot of regional variations of the word Strigoi. Also, the term Moroi sometimes appears, but the descriptions of it are so varied its hard to place exactly what this term references.

Moloi - created when an illegitimate child is killed by one of its parents

Muroni - created when a person dies a violent death, was a magic user in life, was a child born out of wedlock to parents born out of wedlock in life, or died from a Muroni attack

Pricolic: can be created from a child dies before being baptized, or person burns a porridge spoon, or sweeps dust from the home out of a doorway and into the setting sun (that is insanely specific). BTW, this is the undead variety. The wolf variety… is born of an incestuous relationship and has a tail

Strigoi - there are both living and dead variations of this entity. Living Strigoi are sometimes considered witches or sorcerers, but the 2 soul tradition also comes up. If there is a 2nd soul, it slips out at night and causes havoc. Dead Strigoi (strigoi mort) bring misfortune, illness, and death to their families. Examples of how one can be created: suicide, cursed by a witch, born with extra nipple or tail, have a life full of sin, never married, be born as the seventh son of the seventh son or seventh daughter of the seventh daughter ((this can also make werewolves)), child born out of marriage, born too early, died before baptized, having red hair and blue eyes, being born with a caul...

Strigol: created when a magic user dies

Strigoiul Muronul: created when child born out of wedlock to parents born out of wedlock dies. Always a redheaded boy

Varacolaci: can run in families. Can also be created from an unbaptized child who dies, or a person who commits suicide.

Russia:

Eretik: created from the death of a human sorcerer

Inovercy: created upon the death of a person not practicing Russian Orthodox

Kudlac/Kudlak: created upon the death of person born with a red or dark colored caul.

Upierci: created from someone who committed suicide, died violently, or practiced witchcraft

Upierczi: created when a witch or heretic dies

Upyr: created upon the death of a heretic, sorcerer, witch, or a child born of the union of a werewolf and a witch

Viesczy: created when a person born with a caul or teeth or is the child of a witch and werewolf dies

Serbia:

Jedogonja: created from a person killed by a Jedogonja or the disease it can spread

Mullo/Muli: (Specifically from Roma who live in Serbia): created when a person dies suddenly of an unnatural cause or did not have proper funeral rites.

Nekrstenici : created from the death of an unbaptized child

Vlkodlak: created by when a man under 20 who was a murder, perjurer, or had improper relations with his mother dies, or if he was killed by a werewolf, or if he ate meat from an animal slain by a werewolf before death

Vukodlak : created when a heretic, magic user, or werewolf dies. Can also be created from someone who commits suicide or was murdered.

Slovenia - did not find any distinctly unique to Slovenia that are stated to be created from people

Ukraine - did not find any distinctly unique to the Ukraine that are stated to be created from people

Creatures found in lore of multiple countries:

Lampir/Lampiger/Lampijer/Lepir (Bosnia/Montenegro/Serbia): created from the first person who dies from an epidemic or plague

Navi (Bulgaria/Poland/Russia/Slovenia): created from the death of an unbaptized child or a drowning victim

Veshtitza (Montenegro/Serbia): created from a woman who practiced magic in life

Vompir/Vompiras (Macedonia/Bulgaria): created when a person is improperly mourned or buried, dies in disgrace, or passes on in ‘an unnatural way’ such as childbirth or suicide.

Vudkolak (southern Slavic countries): created when a werewolf dies, or if a bird flies over an unburied corpse

Creature of unclear Slavic lore

Kruvnik: created when a person was not properly mourned or does not have proper burial rites, committed suicide or was evil. Sometimes this is a person with 2 souls. Very neat side note with this one. They sometimes return to their wives. If the wife accepts him for 3 years, he will become human again.

Sources:

The Vampire Book: the encyclopedia of the Undead (3rd edition): by J. Gordon Melton

Night Creatures. The Enchanted World. Time-Life Books

Encyclopedia of Vampire Mythology by Theresa Bane (the full book can be found for free online)

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Chapter 57 Analysis

I’m alive!!! I apologize for taking so long to talk about this chapter. I had been struggling gathering enough energy to do this due to some mild health issues and honestly barely got through my CLAMPtober drawings (thank you SO much for all the support during all of that btw. You guys really helped keep me going). I had intended to even write fics and post one of them on Halloween too, but it turns out severe anemia is no fun at all and just throws a wrench in things. Lol. I’m recovering slowly and starting to feel a little more like myself, but I know it might take some time to fully get back to normal.

This chapter had very little Syaoran (much to my dismay), but was still fascinating and brought up a lot of interesting details that are definitely getting the theory gears turning for the fandom. There were some things that also very much amused me. Hehe.

Without further ado, let’s dig right in! See under the cut due to length and spoilers!

As usual, I’ll start off talking about the beautiful color spread. We’ve had seen an image before of Momo, Kero, and Suppi in their disguise forms, but this is the first image we’ve had of all of them in their true forms!!! Momo looks absolutely stunning once again, and it just makes me want to draw her again. Lmao. I’ll take another crack at it at some point (preferably when thinking about drawing right now doesn’t make me feel exhausted just thinking about it).

 The beginning of the actual chapter has a very familiar sight. We’ve all become used to CLAMP’s occasional storybook style storytelling, but another familiar sight is the design of ‘Alice’. We’ve seen this before in episode 55 of the original 90’s anime, “Sakura and Sakura From Wonderland”.

It’s really nice to see this version of Alice continue on through Clear Card now, but the story told is very different from the typical Alice in Wonderland story. It tells the story of a girl named Alice who lived in a separate world. She was raised by a kind family and was kind herself, but she had the unique ability to have premonitory dreams. One might think that this is Akiho, but I feel this actually fits Sakura best in this circumstance. After all, Sakura, unlike Akiho (poor thing), grew up with a happy loving family and has the ability to dream about the future. I don’t want to discount any idea of any hidden abilities Akiho may have being the magical device that her clan turned her into, but she certainly wasn’t able to grow up with a kind family. I believe truly that Akiho’s parents loved her, but Akiho unfortunately never got to know them, so it’s hard to say how much they were able to influence her personality now when she was such a young age during their living years.

 What comes next though is both fascinating and amusing. Alice finds a stray cat in one of her dreams and brings it home with her. The shape of the cat’s tail in particular seems to points towards this also being the ‘dragon’ we’ve seen in Sakura’s dreams and on the border of the backstory for Kaito (don’t think I missed those cats on the border of this story looking so similar to the dragons for Kaito’s backstory, CLAMP!!). It seems heavily implied that this cat is Kaito, which if that is the case, then… OMG YUNYA D KAITO IS ACTUALLY A THING?!!! LOL

 You might recall me mentioning a while back in July how I was talking to @meimi-haneoka​ about how I felt Kaito was much like a cat in personality (which also resulted in me drawing two pieces of fanart with Kaito having cat ears), and now I’m starting to think CLAMP feels exactly the same. Hahahahaha.

 Alice seems a bit distressed about what to do in this other world in her dreams, which is so different from her own, and she is guided by her cat. She was shown all sorts of things she had never seen before, but the detail in particular that stuck out to her the most was the bending of time (which definitely again points to Kaito).

Alice tries to look for a way back to her own world, and while doing so she meets “The Red Queen”. The bits of the story that CLAMP is willing to divulge at this point stops here, and it leaves me SO curious. It’s difficult for me to tell who has what role in this story, save for Kaito. Alice’s story fits Sakura best, but the part about the cat guiding Alice and showing her all sorts of new things also sounds like Akiho, so I find it difficult to tell who this is meant to be in CLAMP’s telling. Until we know more about the role of the ”Red Queen”, we’ll just have to speculate. I can also imagine Sakura as the Red Queen, considering we’ve already seen her in such an outfit in the second Clear Card opening. However, I honestly think it would be incredibly interesting to see Akiho in that role as well. I’m so excited to hear more of this story.

 The chapter flashes back to real life, where even Sakura seems to feel that the Alice story very much matches what is going on with her presently. In fact, it’s so accurate that Kero and Suppi even begin to question if Naoko has some sort of special abilities. However, Suppi mentions that it’s possible for tremendously creative people to possess some sort of a sixth sense, and that they are able to sometimes show something from not just the past, but things that happened long ago and even events that have yet to occur through their works.

 And can I just say that...like, something about this part just really resonated with me? Like, call me crazy, but I feel like this is actually incredibly true. I believe that super creative people are able to see the world and events in very unique ways much different than everyone else, so I think it’d make sense for them to inadvertently have a ‘sixth sense’. I honestly think that is something so super cool to think about, and I just love the way CLAMP introduces traits in ordinary people that are so incredible, they’re practically magic (like Tomoyo and her great observation skills). It���s almost like CLAMP is trying to tell us that we too carry our own sort of magic, even if magic itself isn’t real, and I’m just totally feeling it.  

 Sakura goes on to explain how Naoko described coming up with the idea. We of course knew already that Naoko thought of the two Alices when seeing Sakura and Akiho next to each other, but what ended up truly explaining Naoko’s writing was that Akiho had told her about her ‘Alice in Clockland’ book.  This really goes to show that although it’s a most definitely a special book to Akiho, she speaks about it to anyone who will listen like it is just any regular book. This further proves to me that she doesn’t truly understand what she actually has, but she knows it’s special nonetheless. That’s just something she feels in her heart.

 To Akiho, it is a merely her favorite story, however she does not realize that what she reads and dreams about is actually Sakura’s life and adventures capturing the Clear Cards. The book is even in a language she doesn’t recognize but is able to read due to learning/being taught how (it’s unclear which). I’m very interested to know how she came about learning how to read this story, whether someone taught her, whether this was something the book allowed, or if this is a skill she gathered through the magic her clan placed inside of her (they had mentioned wanting to send her to all sorts of places and have her read a great many books). I’m more inclined to believe that the Alice in Clockland book simply allowed her to be the one to read it. Naturally, when we first saw the book in chapter 12 in the manga, Akiho never got a chance to tell Sakura about the content of the story due to a very timely and likely very purposeful interruption from Kaito. After all, if Sakura knew the story, she’d likely recognize the details immediately, and that would obviously ruin Kaito’s very carefully laid out plans.

 But what made this chapter the most interesting was the fact that Kero actually had heard of “Alice in Clockland”. It doesn’t seem like he recognized it by name per say, which was very likely due to the fact that this is the name that Akiho has given it while it is in her possession (stated by Momo in chapter 50). I imagine maybe it was something about the mention of clocks that made Kero believe it might be the book he was thinking of, but seeing as the book’s name changes with each owner, it makes sense that he wouldn’t have recognized it for certain without seeing it himself.

Even more intriguing is how sentient in nature the book is implied to be. Sakura goes to find a picture she had taken of it, only to find it gone, and the only way she is even able to show an image of it to Kero and Suppi is via Record. The book appears to really go out of its way to hide from those it doesn’t want to be seen by and only appears to those it wishes.

 We then get a bombshell when Kero states that it was once in Clow’s possession, which isn’t entirely surprising. But what is surprising is that the spell that the book supposedly seeks out masters to complete could not be done even by Clow. Whatever the spell may be appears to be more than just forbidden or taboo, but rather labeled impossible. And seeing as Clow himself could not even achieve it and the book promptly yeeted out of his possession by burning up in his hands, it’s understandable how such a spell would be labeled impossible.

 I suppose that really raises some very important questions, and that is how strong is this book exactly, and how much magic does it require to complete this ‘impossible’ spell? Well, it seems believed by Kero and Suppi that Sakura was only able to capture it in an image via Record due to the book’s will, and Sakura has proven to be able to show almost literally anything she wants with this card in the past. Sakura’s strength is unreal and was already confirmed at the end of the original series to be stronger than Clow’s, so if the book is able to hide even from her, that really speaks volumes to the strength of Alice in Clockland as well.

 So, because Kaito is the one who created a contract with this book and Akiho was the one who named it, reads it, and currently possesses it, what does that say about them? Why did the book choose them when even magicians like Clow were unable to complete the forbidden magic successfully? I don’t think it’s necessarily because of the strength of either in terms of magic. Kaito may be an incredible magician, but Sakura still appears to be able to subdue him if she puts her mind to it, so he is not the strongest magician. And Akiho herself contains no magic at all. So knowing this, why did the book choose them? I think it chose them because it just wanted to see what would happen. Kaito seems willing to die to do this, so the book might be wondering “how far is he willing to go to achieve this?”, and I am even willing to bet that the book isn’t confident that Kaito can succeed either, even with his efforts.

 Akiho’s involvement with it could potentially be tied to the magic the clan and association instilled in her as well. The book that the clan and association used on her while performing their spell contained the dragon we’ve seen before on the cover, and we know that this dragon has made appearances in these dreams Sakura has had, so the two could be intertwined in some way.

  Another question that we have continuously had is what this impossible spell may be. Well, the only ‘impossible’ and definitely taboo spell that CLAMP has ever spoken about in any series with magic has been bringing the dead back to life. This topic is specifically mentioned in detail in Tsubasa, and even breaking the laws of the universe wasn’t enough to make that a reality. So my money is on that being the spell in question. I think everyone can relate to wishing that someone lost could be brought back again, but if this were truly what the impossible spell is, that brings up questions again as to why Kaito in particular wants to achieve this. I still believe that Kaito wants to revive someone, and I think that someone is Akiho’s mother. But time will tell for sure what their relationship was even like and what is truly in Kaito’s heart. If it turns out to be a different spell, I’ll be incredibly intrigued, as I cannot think of anything that would be more difficult or more desired by someone. A part of me hopes it is different, honestly, just for the sake of it not following too similar a formula to Tsubasa, because we already know that attempting to such a thing ends badly for everyone.

 Sakura then announces that she wants to speak with the book, much to Kero and Suppi’s surprise, but what I love in particular is how Kero says “I trust you on this one Sakura”. It shows that he really does have faith in her and is really going to let her handle things the way she wants now rather than keeping secrets or doing things behind her back to protect her, as most of them (including Syaoran) had been doing until a short time ago.

 She’s asked about whether she will accept the role of Alice now, knowing what she knows, and when we get her answer, it is while she is sitting at lunch with Tomoyo and Syaoran. Sakura decides to take the role and that she initially thought to decline it, but ultimately felt that something was going to cause her to end up playing the role anyways. I think what she’s saying here is that the situation feels a bit like fate is involved, and that there is really no use trying to fight it. In fact, she thinks it’s better to trust her instincts this time and go along with the current, and Syaoran, just like Kero, shows that he believes in her as well by agreeing.

I think Tomoyo can sense that things are a bit serious in the discussion, so she wonderfully lightens the mood by fantasizing about how excited she is to make her a dress to wear. I personally cannot wait to see what she comes up with, though I have a feeling it might be the outfit Momo placed her in when she dropped her into the dream where no one knew who she was. I think it would be fitting and certainly has an ‘Alice’ look to it, but I would also love to see something new.

 Sakura tells Tomoyo that she cannot wait to wear it, as she had mentioned before that she felt stronger and like she could take on anything while wearing the clothes she makes. She re-emphasizes how if she wears clothing made by her, she’ll be all right no matter what.

 After the sweet moment between the two, Syaoran asks the million dollar question of whether or not Akiho will take the other Alice role. Naturally, he must be curious considering all they’ve learned in the last few chapters.

 We don’t have to wait long to get our answer as the scene switches over to Akiho and Kaito’s home. Like I thought, Akiho thought about declining due to lack of acting skills, however interestingly enough she answers in exactly the same way as Sakura, claiming that she felt she would end up playing Alice anyways. Akiho, who doesn’t have magic, is also able to feel that pull of fate, and of course she feels it is odd coming from her, and she proactively claims it to be strange for her to say it at all (girl, I’ve been there and totally feel you)..

 What breaks my heart about this scene is her sad face in the next panel when she says “I don’t have that kind of power”. It is just another reminder of how she was a failure in the eyes of her family for not having magic, and Kaito appears ready to comfort her by starting to reach out, but suddenly pulls his hand back. It seems evident that there’s a lot he wants to say to her in this moment, but he doesn’t find it appropriate at that point in time. Perhaps a part of him wanted to tell her what he knows? Maybe about what he’s doing? Or maybe he’s just trying to keep his distance to avoid hurting her if he someday disappears. The only thing we know for sure is that in that moment, his heart desperately wanted to be heard, but as per usual, he stopped before treading too far. Once again, Kaito has silenced his heart and his true feelings, keeping them locked carefully inside.

 Akiho notices something is off right away, but Kaito smoothly changes the subject by stating that Akiho will not just play Alice, but become her, and this seems to be a lovely piece of foreshadowing by CLAMP. It definitely seems to imply that the climax is approaching and that something huge is going to occur during this play.

Akiho then, being the sharp girl she is, doesn’t even respond to that and insists in a gentle, but assertive way that she wants him to rest while she’s at school. It shows that even though Kaito is pretending to be fine, she can tell that something is very, very wrong, and she wants him to know how important it is to her for him to rest and take care of himself. Kaito naturally pretends to be oblivious to what she means at first, but then agrees, still playing off the situation as if nothing serious is going on at all.

 On the way out the door, Momo, being the fucking queen she is, gives the biggest death glare I have seen so far, and I’m living for it. That one glare says “You better fucking rest like she said or I will make you regret it!!!”. Hahahahaha.

 I can’t state enough how much I love how aggressively Momo cares about her family. The way Kaito smiles back though seems to imply that he has zero intention of doing any resting. And as expected, the moment he closes the door, he falls to his feet, shaking and breathing heavy. He says to himself that he can barely make his body move the way he wants anymore, which shows just how hard he had to work just to fake it in front of Akiho. Despite the clearly dangerous situation he’s falling into, he seems to disregard this again by stating that he merely needs to hold on just a little bit longer, and that the story will soon begin for what he has been wishing for. This only serves as further proof that the climax is approaching and particularly with the events of the play.

 The chapter ends here, but it seems that this chapter’s main focus was on the Alice in Clockland book. CLAMP wanted to introduce to us the idea of just how strong this book is and give some context as to how powerful the magic Kaito is trying to perform truly is. And then of course it develops more the growth of Sakura and Akiho, but also gives some hope that maybe Kaito will eventually listen to his heart soon. If such a small phrase from Akiho could almost stir him to say something, then it makes me hopeful that he is starting to break his walls just a little, or that at least maybe there’s a crack somewhere that will grow bigger with more time.

 Anyways, I can’t wait to see what happens next!!!!