#tojo

[transmasc-lioness]

was gonna create another doodle of the young nobles of the pridelands under scars reign, butttt I felt super inspired to draw tojo all by himself as a grownup.

this tojo is a cousin of simbas. He continued to raise the nest of birds him and simba were looking after, which turned out to be african hawk eagle chicks. Three remain by his side when he becomes Duke of the Wetlands branch of the pridelands, named Mdomo, Jicho and Sikio (left to right). They're considered his council.

[ghost-girl277]

Their favorite position to fuck you- pt1

Characters- Gojo, Nanami, Ino, Shoko, Toji

Trigger warnings ⚠️-smut, I refuse to use the actual position names

Note- for anyone who knows me as midnighskyline this is my new account, but I'm not going to be posting on there anymore for reasons though I'm still gonna leave it up so others can still read it. Anyway I hope you enjoy!

Gojo: you riding him

He likes seeing your body shake as you continue to keep pace and rhythm when your aboit to cum. He'll stare at you tightly shut eyes and smile, hands roming your body left and right, he's twiching inside you as he sees a little bulge in your stomach from you tightning it up s you go up and down on him.

Nanami: On your back! Legs around his waist

He'll hold your hands lovingly and kiss your forehead sweetly like he isn't restoring your insides and shaping your hole to the shape of his dick. He's picking up his pace when your moans get louder and more constant, and he doesn't stop when you cum, he doesn't stop when he cums, not untill you give the ok to.

Ino: In front of a mirror

Into is a simple man, he'll fuck you as long and as hard as you want him to as long as he can see the pretty faces you make when he pushes his cock in you in an all to perfect way.

Shoko: On top and in control

She likes doing it with her partner when she's drunk, or at least tipsy. Will crawl on your lap and start kissing you then get up and walk to the bedroom. If you follow her just know that your not getting any sleep that night.

Toji: Bent over the closest piece of furniture

Toji is important when it comes to his sexual needs, adding the fact he gets aroused easily your getting fucked good quit often; ass being done for when you tease him and try to get him excited.

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Thank you for reading❤️ hope to see you again soon!

ghost-girl277���~~

[skulljackxiii]

TDA-Kirumi Tojo

Support me over at Patreon: www.patreon.com/skulljackxiii ------------------------------------------------------------------------------Contestant No. 9: Kirumi Tojo Bio: The most competent participant in the group. She specializes in completing any tasks that's asked of her; making her a fierce competitor and a irreplaceable ally within the show. Ranging from menial tasks (such as mopping the floors and doing laundry) to precise and risky demands (such as memorizing an entire library  section within the hour or help play a huge role in rehabilitating a collapsing government system), she immediately acts and performs flawlessly. Even in leisure time where there's no challenges or tasks given, she'll stand firm and dignified, waiting for the next command to be issued. Kirumi is always composed and mature around everyone, treating them fairly and equally. But she will provide insight and critiques towards others during either preparations for upcoming challenges, or when she's apprehending others for misconduct/misbehavior. No matter the scenario, she is someone that always remain calm and be the rationale for everyone else's madness. But the few instances when her dignified character starts to crack is when others would compare or even call her "Mom", seeing how she views it more like an insult rather than a compliment. 

Goal: She has no particular interest in either in the show or the prize, her presence there is due to the commission requests made by the executives of the show. They want her to keep a close watch on the status of the show from within so that they're sure that the host's challenges are still within the regulations of the FCC. This is to prevent any further complaints, concerns, and future lawsuits against the franchise; similar to ones made after the cave incident with Gundham and Nekomaru. But by chance if she does win, she'll donate all the finances towards organizations and charities that would aid the less fortunate.

[frickingnerd]

overstepping boundaries

pairing: kirumi tojo x gn!reader

summary: kirumi can't help but comment on the way one of your friends looks at you, seeming a bit... jealous!

tags: maid!kirumi (working for reader), short moment of angst, jealous!kirumi, hinted crush on reader, open ending

"you're naive if you think she just wants to be your friend…"

kirumi's words took you by surprise. she had just grabbed the empty cups from you and your guest, as those words left her lips. immediately, your head shot up and you stared at your maid. 

"i'm sorry…?"

usually she didn't speak unless you asked her too. but for some reason, this seemed to be worth speaking up about for her. 

"well, i'm just saying… she doesn't look at you the way you would look at someone who's just a friend"

you were still a bit startled to hear her bring up that topic. and instead of considering her words and thinking about them, you gave a snappy reply that you'd felt bad about just a moment after those words left your lips. 

"what does it even concern you? are you jealous?"

kirumi's eyes widened and she stared at you for a moment, before quickly averting her gaze. and you could swear you just saw a small blush hush over her cheeks. 

"i'm sorry, that– that was kind of rude…"

"no! no, don't worry! i was the one that spoke out of turn. your reaction was perfectly reasonable…" 

kirumi quickly assured you, softly shaking her head. as your maid, she always had to be the one to apologize, even if this was a first for her. she had never made a mistake at the job, until now. she had allowed herself to let her emotions get the better of her. perhaps you had been right. maybe she truly had been jealous…

[cookiepie111]

"I can fix him!" Says girl who needs fixing ( no they cannot fix each other)

[mrsaguapapi]

Prologue & Chapter 1

A Blind Girl & Her Dog

"We followed the curse here, it unfortunately already killed the couple," Gojo says,

"Damn," Yuji says, "Well what are we waiting for lets go kill it"

"Not so fast buckaroo, Nanami and I think you two should go in alone. I wanna see where your abilities are at and whether you guys rely on Megumi too much"

"Ummm?" Nobara scoffs, "Yuji and I work just fine without that walking storm cloud. Come on let's show them" She says before walking off and Yuji follows.

"We'll follow you in after a few minutes and watch you from a distance," Nanami says

"Okay!" Yuji says in response

"Those kids are gonna get eaten alive" Gojo laughs

"Yep," Nanami replies, "Their cursed technique is great but they rely on it too much; they need to hone in their hand-to-hand combat and become more versatile with their weapons."

"Agreed, the principal is actively recruiting for a Combat Specialist, so let's see where that goes. Sighhhhh. Come on" Gojo says walking into the house with Nanami Following

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The Vibe:

Most Men-Amber Mark

'Clunk Clunk Clunk'

My cane makes that insufferable sound as I walk down the bustling streets of Tokyo.  I hear the laughter and chatter coming from the restaurant with the outdoor seating on my left; and on my right, I smell a fresh brioche being taken out of the oven from the bakery on the corner. 

'Click Clack, Click Clack'

The sound coming from the heels of a business women more than 30 feet away.

'I needed that report yesterday Haru;  just have it turned in by 5 please'  She says before hanging up abruptly.

"Yikes" I whisper to myself as I take a sip of my tea

'Clunk Clunk Clunk'

I continue walking down the street eventually turning off the right into the neighborhoods; they're much quieter than before. As I continue to walk I can hear loud sounds of downtown fade away behind me. 

I'm on my way home from a long day of work at the restaurant, we debuted a new dish and the line was down the street for hours.  It is now 11 past midnight and I find myself operating on autopilot on my way home. It's about a 2-mile walk from my loft to the restaurant; takes me about 30 min but I don't mind the fresh air, it's become a part of my nighttime routine honestly.  It would be less draining and miles easier if I took a cab or an uber, but I need to keep my senses sharp. Every time I successfully make the walk home it's proof that I can continue to survive on my own.  Navigating through one of the most busiest cities in the world is almost a near-impossible feat for a blind woman after all.

Nearing the end of my walk I begin to hear strange noises coming from the home next to mine.  It sounds like a couple of people loudly talking and then the occasional scream or shriek maybe? And the smell, ughk, it was like someone put an industrial size fan in front of the city dump. I quickly find my way up the steps to my home and hurriedly unlock and open my door slamming it behind me to lock out the smell and sound.

"Phew" I sigh in relief, "Yukio!" I loudly call out. I hear the pitter-patter of clawed paws making their way across the hardwood floor and stopping at my feet. I fold my cane in itself and bend down to pet my pup.  She was a midsized short-haired dog and she is my eyes, my guard, and my best friend. 

"Hi, baby!" I laugh and pet her as she happily greets me, "How are you? Come on, let me feed you, sweet girl"

I walk to the kitchen and grab the dog food container that I leave on the left side of the counter. My home is very consistent with where I store my things, if it's out of place then it's lost. I live alone, I have no family, or friends that I trust in my home. Just me and my pooch and honestly I don't mind it. To live a life of quiet solitude is a near miracle considering the life I've lived. I grab her food bowl from the counter and pour some food in it and do a touch test to make sure it's enough and eventually place it down on the ground on the side of the kitchen island. 

While she eats I go upstairs and change into my sleepwear for bed. Tonight is just a pair of boy shorts and an oversized T-shirt. I walk to my bathroom and brush my teeth as well as brush out my long silk press, making sure I have no knots.

I make my way downstairs and grab my stashbox as I head to the back patio with Yukio.  While she runs around and does her business, I sit in my hammock and pack a bowl of the devil's jazz lettuce and begin to smoke; weed is very illegal here in Japan but the Chairperson of Japans National Public Safety is an old 'friend' of mine, so I'm not too worried.

The Vibe:

Ain't No Rest for the Wicked

I lay back in my hammock, relaxing in the cool spring air, I smell the blooming cherry blossoms in the breeze and listen to the sounds of the locusts making their music.

'Crash!'

'Fuck!'  I hear someone shout from next door

I spring up and turn my head in the direction of the noise, patiently waiting for another sound.  I wait for what feels like hours but in reality, no more than 10 secs before I hear another sound.

'Boom! Crash!'

'Black Flash!'  I hear a boy's voice yell before I hear the sound of an isolated explosion.

I get out of my hammock and run back inside to quickly grab the closest weapon I have stashed in my home. My karambit knife, I keep it hidden behind a piece of artwork on my wall; as well as an old school train conductor's hand counter. The sound from the counter will act as my cane, but in a smaller and more discreet way; it will create small sound waves that bounce off the surrounding surface, Human Echolocation.

Walking back outside I call for Yukio and she quickly runs to me, "Guard" I command to her. 

Yukio has been with me since day one of my blindness; I got her as a gift from my father when he was still alive. Freshly blinded and in the hospital bed, he told me to reach out my hand's palms out, he then handed me Yukio a tiny puppy at the time.

"From now on Himari, where you go she goes when you train she trains. The loss of your sight is merely a setback; we are warriors who use weapons, she is your weapon." My father said to me.  He presented her as a tool merely in my utility belt, but I knew he also intended for her to be my friend.  We trained together for years and eventually, we became an unstoppable pair on the job.

Yukio switched from her relaxed usual demeanor to her serious kill-on-demand attitude. I begin to walk towards the back gate of my yard that leads to the alleyway, Yukio quickly follows behind me making little noise.

'Tick Tick

I use the counter to gauge my surroundings, decide the area is clear, and turn left to walk to the neighbor's house. I approach the back door and get slapped in the face with some garbage smell as well as an overwhelming smell of fresh blood.

"Shit" I whisper under my breath, "Stay" I demand Yukio pointing to the doorway. I hear her quietly whimper and sit down.

'Tick Tick

From the sound of it, the house seemed huge, which makes no sense because every house in this neighborhood is about the same size.  This sounds like a mansion, with so many walls, and so much empty space.

Feels wrong here

"Itadori watch out"  I hear a female voice yell this time before another crash.

I take a sec to make sure there's no one nearby to ambush me and command Yukio, "Come" We quickly, but quietly, follow the sound, making lefts and rights down this maze of a home, until finally, we hear the sounds of a fight more clearly.  I eventually stop at the doorway where the fight is taking place. Yukio and I hide behind the wall listening and waiting to make our next move.

"Fuck! Why does he only move when we move!!!" The girl's voice yells in a huff

"I Don't know but it's making it damn near impossible to touch," The boy says in return\

The 'It' in question is unknown to me, I hear their heartbeats pretty clearly, but 'It' had none, yet it continues to move and attack. I can tell it was physically like a person but something was off.

What is this?

Also, the smell is coming from in here as well as that fresh pool of blood in the corner on the right. I hear them continue to try to attack it together for about 10 more minutes. They were very unsuccessful, barely making contact. As they catch their breath for a minute they stand still and the room went silent.

"On 3?" the boy asks

"I guess" the girl responds

"1..2..3!" I hear them both lunge forward at the same time, but I notice that the thing locks on to him first instead of the girl knocking him back and THEN her.

That's it

I've finally had enough of this sad fight and decided to intervene, quickly Yukio and I walk up in between the girl and the boy.  "Hey, y'all okay?" I simply ask starling them

"Jesus. Does it look like we are okay?" The girl snarkily replies

"I don't know" I truthfully answer in an unamused tone

"Dude, why are you here? It's like totally not safe" the boy says, "Can you even see that?" he asks and I assume points

"Nope," I say "But yall looked like you need some help"

"Well unless you can't see it, you can't fight it; and if you can't fight it, you are gonna die. So I suggest you leave with your, cute dog Lady"

"Thank you, my dog is cute," I say not being able to help myself, "You" I point at the boy, "It only moves when you move"

"No it moves when either of us moves" he retorts

"You can't tell because you guys move almost at the same time, but I guaranteed it's locked onto you man.  Easy way to prove it if you just take a step forward" I say looking in the girl's direction now.

"Fine" She steps forward and the thing doesn't move one bit.

I go ahead and do the same thing and once again it doesn't move, "See" I say, "We are gonna use you as bait. You begin to run that way" I say pointing to the left, "And she will attack"

"Sounds easy to me," She says, "Thanks strange dog lady"

"Okay" He sighs, "Ready Kugisaki?"

"As I'll ever be" She replies, "On your count"

"1..2..3!" He yells and begins to run in the other direction. The thing quickly locks on and follows behind him and almost instantly knocking him down. The girl did manage to get a jump on him and begins to hit him once but she want' fast enough; as she goes to hit it again the thing grabs her by the wrist and lifts her.

"Shit" I hiss before grabbing my knife and commanding to Yukio to stay.  I quickly run towards the thing and quickly slice through its arm that was holding the girl. My knife went through it like a hot knife to a stick of butter, and she and the arm drop to the floor. Not wanting to give it time to counterattack, I kneel and roll behind it slashing the back of the ankles making it fall to its knees before finally coming back around and taking its head clear off. I slide back and in a protective stance waiting for it to get back up just in case, but after about 15 secs nothing happened and I relaxed.

"Everyone okay?" I ask

"Yep" I hear the muster up

"Yea, thank you, that was kind of badass," the girl says

"Thank You " I chuckle, "Yukio, Rest" I command, "Come," I say wiping my knife on my shirt and tucking it in my shorts before I pick up Yukio to hug her. Both our heartbeats were about to burst; It's been a while since we've been this on edge, "who are you guys?" I ask

"Well I'm Nobara and he's Yuji" she replies

"Pleasure to meet you, I'm Ari" I respond, "I smell loads of fresh blood, I'm assuming that's my neighbors then?" I ask

"Unfortunately yes," Yuji says

"Figures, I think I heard them dying when I got home. There were screams and yelling but I didn't think they were getting murdered in here."  I say a little guilty

"You couldn't have known," Yuji says

"Hey guys!" a random man says on the other side of the room. My head instantly turns to the new voice, "So that was unexpected" He says walking towards us. I hear that there is another set of footsteps following him, "Nanami Thoughts?"

"Nobara I'm disappointed you didn't figure it out, Yuji, I'm not surprised," another man says very bluntly

"Hey man, we aren't a full team right now, Megumi isn't hereee" Yuji complains

"Yea Megumi is the brain, Yuji the Brawn, and I'm also the brawn but hot"

The first man continues to walk towards us but specifically towards me stopping about a foot away and leaning over me looking down, "And who might you be?"  He asks in a happy tone, I'd have to assume that he is smiling.

"The nosey neighbor," I say taking a step back, "Are y'all cops or something?" I ask

"We're Jujustu Sorcerers, these are our students," the other man says unentertained

My blind eyes go dead, "Welp, you lost me at sorcerer so imma go home now. Dad always said to never ask questions you don't want to know the answer to." I say holding on to Yukio and clicking my counter beginning to walk away.

'Tick Tick

Whoa, the house sounds normal now, with less room, and fewer turns, it's like my home now.

"Weird," I say a little loud quickly stopping

"The cursed spirit locked us in a pocket dimension. As soon as you stepped in, you were trapped. It was lifted when you killed it" The first man responds, "What's the clicker for?"

"She's Blind" The other man chimes in

"No she's not Nanamin," Yuji says, "There's no way"

"He's right, I'm blind. The clicker helps me echolocate" I respond

"Like a bat?" Nobara says, "Okay batgirl, slay"

"Satoru Gojo," The first man says in front of me.

We all kinda stand there for a while in awkward silence.

"Are you- are you holding your hand out right now?" I say with a STRONG hint of annoyance before holding my hand out searching for his and finally connecting with him. He vigorously shakes my hand before pulling me to the other man, "This is my Best Friend Kento Nanami, shake the woman's hand Nanamin" he says in a childish voice

The man takes my hand and firmly shakes mine; his hand easily overpowered mine, it was big and firm. Yet he had a softness to him that sent chills down my spine., "I apologize for my colleague's behavior and the loss of your neighbors"

"Thank you," I say very genuinely

"What's your name?" Gojo says

"Himari Sanada, Nice to meet you all." I say clearing my throat, "Well, if y'all don't mind, imma take my girl and going home now. I'd say it's been fun but that would be a lie soooo bye." beginning to walk away

'Tick Tick

"Hey, you need a job? We're looking for a new combat specialist, our students are lacking in that area if you couldn't tell"

"No thanks. I've got a job good night" I say waving my hand before leaving all behind.

[amanrafromveranda]

tlk family tree (my version)

Yeah, I don't consider TLG as kanon. Comics and books are much better and don't break the lore of the cartoon.

[kites-life-insurance-fics]

I need kirumi to read me a bedtime story

[dangansins-confessional]

Kirumi and Kaede should kiss on the mouth

Confession 36

[jayietheriverwarrior]

I wanted to design some of the characters described in my Sarafina and Zira series but who didn't appear in the art for it, so here are some of them!

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Name: Kimbia Name Meaning: To run (Swahili) Gender: Male Allegiance: Jadi's Pridelands (formerly), Outlands Rank: Swiftest of the Lion Guard Mate: Sarafina (marriage), Sema (affair) Daughter: Nala Sons: Tojo, Mheetu This is Nala's father, Sarafina's mate as chosen by Queen Shari. Neither lion was thrilled about the match, but they were sympathetic to each other's displeasure about it, and they did their best to make it easier on each other and were good friends. Kimbia's heart belonged to Sema, a huntress with no particularly powerful fighting skills, which left her out of Shari's favor as she only wanted strong soldiers for her war against the Pridelands.

I see him as a fairly laid-back guy, pretty easy-going, quiet sometimes. I tried to make sure you could see both Nala and Tojo in his design, Nala gets her darker more saturated fur from him and eye/chin/nose shape, while Tojo gets most of his coloration. He has similar swept-back hair to his grandson Kion and a sort of gold pelt and reddish mane similar to (though much darker than) his, since their similarities were highlighted in that one cave painting.

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Name: Sema Name Meaning: Say (Swahili) Gender: Female Allegiance: Jadi's Pridelands (formerly), Outlands (formerly), Pridelands Rank: Hunter Mate: Kimbia (affair) Son: Tojo Sema is Tojo's mother, Kimbia's secret true mate (though not secret from Sarafina, Kimbia never lied to her, and Sarafina was fine with him keeping his relationship with Sema as he hadn't had a choice about being married to her). She's quiet and insecure due to years of being sneered at by Shari and her supporters. Kimbia was her biggest supporter, and after his death, she's lost for a time to her grief and fear, until the need to look after Tojo pulls her back out of it. Sarafina is a great help in looking after Tojo while Sema is struggling, and the two lionesses become good friends.

Tojo gets his yellower shades from his mom, and thinner face shape than his broad-faced dad. I love how kind of unique she turned out, she's a pretty girl.

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Name: Shari (formerly Sharifu) Name Meaning: Anger, evil (Swahili) (Shari); honor, noble (Swahili) (Sharifu) Gender: Female Allegiance: Jadi's Pridelands (formerly), Outlands Rank: Queen Mate: Jadi Daughters: Dunia, Zira (Ziara) This is Zira's mother, queen of the Outlands. Weird that I started with a fresh slate but in some ways worked my way back to some of the elements of her old design, mainly the duller coat - that's where Nuka gets his ashy coat from. Since Zira gets most of her looks from her dad, Shari moreso has features that can be found in her grandson and great-grandkids - Nuka's ashy coat and eyerim shape, Vitani's chin, nose bridge, and ears, and a shorter muzzle and paler shade of Kovu's green eyes.

The scar something she demanded one of her followers inflict on her after her mate Jadi's death, to honor and reflect him, though she got it on the other eye so as not to be confused with a true Mark of Exile - she's no exile, she's a wrongly outcast queen who will paint the Pridelands red to get back what is rightfully hers.

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Name: Dunia Name Meaning: World, earth (Swahili) Gender: Female Allegiance: Jadi's Pridelands (formerly), Outlands (formerly), Pridelands Rank: Hunter (formerly Princess of the Outlands) Mother: Shari (Sharifu)

Father: Jadi

Sister: Zira (Ziara)

Mate: Tumbili Daughters: Tama, Anza, Kumbatia (Kuuma), Vumbi (Vunja) Dunia is the firstborn daughter of King Jadi and Queen Shari, and therefore their heir. She bears the brunt of her mother's expectations to take back over the Pridelands one day, but she hates what her mother has become and doesn't want to hurt anyone. Surprisingly, her best source of comfort is her mate Tumbili, a mate she hadn't chosen for herself (it had been arranged/forced by her mother), but a mate so kind and supportive and encouraging that she truly falls in love with him. When her mother dies and the chance to leave the violent life of the Outlands behind suddenly presents itself, the pair take it and never look back.

She has a slightly more saturated version of her mother's ashy coat and her green eyes. You might be able to guess who else she's closely related to through her design. ^^

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Name: Tumbili Name Meaning: Monkeyish (Swahili) Gender: Male Allegiance: Jadi's Pridelands (formerly), Outlands (formerly), Pridelands Rank: Hunter (formerly Keenest of Sight of the Outlands Lion Guard) Mate: Dunia Daughters: Tama, Anza, Kumbatia (Kuuma), Vumbi (Vunja) Despite growing up in the tense atmosphere of a Pridelands wracked by civil war, then moving to the Outlands and living under Shari's harsh rule, Tumbili is a playful soul. He loves to prank and joke and tease, always in good humor. He loved Dunia even before they were married, but he never told her until after she confessed her own feelings, as he never wanted to make her feel pressured in a marriage that had already not been her choice. He just offered supported and friendship and goofy jokes to make her laugh and forget her troubles for a time.

Obviously, his daughter Tama gets a lot of her looks from him, mostly her colors. XD And a certain grandson gets his chin from him.

[niinia]

Mondo and Mahiru from Danganronpa. Commission for brymont45 (IG). Take advantage of my perspective course to apply everything learned in this drawing. Hope you like🙆💚💛❤️ Thanks so much for commissioning, Bryan!

[mile08]

The Gang 🦁

"Curiosity arises as the cubs encountered another lion pride roaming the Pride Lands, let’s hope they don’t get into trouble."

Remake of an old project, you can see the original picture made in 2014 below.

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[mizumi-kahago-art]

Mermaid - Kirumi

The fins I chose for Kirumi are based of a Catfish. In german “catfishes” are called “cleaning fishes” that’s why I chose her. She’s also cleaning an aquarium, like they typically do.

[captainstrawberrywings]

These are the free postcards you could get for buying Danganronpa merch in the graffart stores during May

[inverted-typo]

Learned about this mf less than 24 hours ago

[mrsaguapapi]

Ch 1  Ch 2

Chapter 3

Eyes Wide Shut

The Vibe:

La Llorona-Carmen Goett

I sit on the balcony of my therapist's apartment, I can hear the busy city streets below us and the fluttering wings of birds in the sky. We've been doing this for a few weeks now, and each session brings me closer to healing but it's only an inch at a time to a mile-long worth of trauma.

I sit in my seat obviously unable to see the sun but I can feel the warm summer heat grace my face. My therapist hands me a joint and I take a deep inhale, feeling the familiar calming effect of the ✨jazz lettuce✨. She is definitely an "out-there" professional technically no longer licensed but she continues to work with associates of Japan's underground crime syndicates; she for whatever reason, relates well to us criminals (both past and current). She was a small, unassuming woman who has been described to me as a 'Sweet gal, with tired eyes and a perpetually weary expression'

We sit in comfortable silence for a few moments before my therapist speaks up. "So, Ari, what's been on your mind since our last session? How have the nightmares been lately?" My therapist asked

"They're back," I admitted, throwing my head back and exhaling dramatically "It's like I'm reliving everything again."

She nodded. "Tell me about it. What's been coming up for you?"

I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "It's always the same thing. The night I had to take out the Hive. In my dreams, It's like it's all happening again, and I can't stop it."

My therapist leaned forward, her eyes never leaving mine. "You need to lay it all out on the table, Ari. You can't keep pushing it down and pretending it never happened. It's always going to be there, lurking in the background until you deal with it head-on."

I knew she was right, but it was hard to hear. I didn't want to relive those memories, to feel the pain and the guilt and the shame all over again. But I also knew that I couldn't keep living like this, trapped in my own head, reliving my nightmares every night.

"I know," I said finally. "I just... I don't know how to start."

"Start with the beginning," my therapist said gently. "Just lay it all out, explain it to me as if I have never heard of the Yakuza"

And so I did.

My father was an assassin, a highly skilled one at that. He was on a mission to take out a house of child sex traffickers, most of their victims were between the ages of 10-16. I was 1 years old at the time, I learned later in life that I was the daughter of one of the trafficked children. She died of malnourishment just days before we were saved; they planned to raise me into the sex trade as I was a "Rare Find" in the Japanese child trafficking market, and , not many black children were involved.

Fortunately for me, my father Tanaka found me. All of the children that were saved were going to be home with families in the area except me. I was deemed unwanted by the community because of my color. He without a word took me and raised me as his own.

My father was a man of few words, but his actions spoke volumes. He had been orphaned and living on the streets at a young age but managed to work his way into the yakuza and up the ranks; eventually, he became a respected member of the criminal organization.

He was a solitary man who preferred to keep to himself, but when he took me under his wing, he became a dedicated and loving father. He was tough on me, and he taught me what he knew, albeit not the best practice to teach your daughter the *art* of assassination. When I went blind he was nothing but caring he got me Yukio for additional support, but he did not let up on me one bit, he treated my blindness as an obstacle, not a disability.

Despite his gruff exterior, my father had a deep love for me, I think I was the only one that understood him. He was fiercely protective of me and would do anything to keep me safe. We were inseparable, and even when we weren't working together, we spent all of our free time together. Granted, we did a lot of...questionable things. Assassinations, kidnappings, drug deals. You name it, we did it. But I cherished every moment I had with him.

"You say 'had'?" she questions, "Is he no longer with us?"

I take another hit from my joint and try to hold back some of my tears, "I'm not ready to talk about it yet, is that okay?" I exhale and sniffle a bit

"Of course, would you like to continue, or do you need a break?"

"I'm okay," I say

"Proceed" she gave me the floor once again.

Together we climbed the hierarchy of the yakuza, and he eventually became a boss. There was pushback about me being a member of the Yakuza due to my blindness but I soon proved to be a force to be reckoned with. We ran an empire together for a few years before the night of my merciless execution of the Hive. The night I became Kokushibyō, the Black Death.

The Hive was a clan of assassins from a rival gang in Japan. They were known to be ruthless and cunning, and they specialized in kidnappings and assassinations of rival gangs and political figures in Japan. One night, they kidnapped the daughter of one of our allies, the Yakuza boss called Nomad. As a sign of good faith, my father sent me and my team to retrieve the kidnapped girl the boss.

But things didn't go as planned. We were ambushed and my entire team was killed. It was just me left to finish the mission by myself. I was outnumbered, but I manage to take out nearly 100 men on my own and retrieved the child before reinforcements came.

I killed so many people that night. And the worst part is, I didn't feel anything. I was just...numb. Like I was in a trance," I say, my eyes filling with tears.

That night changed everything for me. I was traumatized by the experience and realized that I couldn't do this anymore. I couldn't be an assassin, not after what had happened. So, I retired from the business, much to my father's disappointment. But he understood, in his own way. He loved me, and he knew that I had to do what was right for me. I found a love for cooking so I moved out here and built my restaurant. I'm living a good life, I love my business, and my dog, even this Jujustu stuff is kinda cool, and yet I still feel empty, worthless, and scared.

"Scared of what?" She asks

"That I'm a monster..."

"Ari, you are not a monster. The fact that you feel remorse for your actions and worry about your impact on others shows that you have a conscience and are a caring person."

"But I killed so many people that night. I don't think I can ever forget what I did."

"It's understandable to feel that way, but you have to understand that you were doing what you had to do to protect someone. You were acting in self-defense and defense of others. It's not like you went out of your way to harm innocent people."

"But I enjoyed it. I enjoyed the violence and the power I had over them."

"That doesn't make you a monster either. It's natural to feel a rush of adrenaline and excitement in situations like that. It's important to recognize those feelings and work on managing them, but it doesn't make you a bad person."

I sigh and wipe my tears, "Thank you, I needed to hear that"

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The Vibe:

Jaded-Ms. White

After another 20 mins, we wrap up our session, and I Uber to Jujustu Tech. I've been at this now for about 6 months and it's honestly not so bad; working with these kids brings me joy, and reminds me of me and my father when we would train together.

Bittersweet

Today, I prepare for my training sessions with the teachers and other sorcerers. It's become a weekly routine for me and just about everyone has had at least one session with me. I take pride in my ability to train others in combat and weapons, despite my blindness.

Atsuyu, however, refuses to come back. I think I may have scared him a bit. He probably thought he would have the upper hand with me since I can't see, but I've become an excellent swordsman through years of training.

Shoko is a regular attendee and we've become good friends over time. She may not be the best fighter, but I've seen improvement in her skills.

Ijichi is another regular attendee who surprised me with his combat skills. He may appear timid at first, but he's actually a powerhouse in combat.

Mei Mei and the principal have also come to a few sessions. It's been fun working with them individually and seeing their progress. Overall, I enjoy these training sessions and the opportunity to share my skills with others.

As for Gojo and Nanami not so much. Gojo claims he's the best jujutsu sorcerer and doesn't need any help or notes. Typical Gojo. As for Nanami, he's been completely silent since our fight months ago. I'm afraid I might have crossed a line with him. He hasn't said a word to me since that day. It's been bothering me, but I don't know what to do about it.

I put Yukio on her leash and stepped out of my apartment, I couldn't help but feel the sun beating down on my skin. It was one of the hottest days of the summer, and I had to come up with a way to combat the heat. I decided to wear a pleated mini skort and white cropped top, paired with a set of white heels that strap around my ankles. The outfit was minimalistic, yet practical enough to keep me cool. My hair was braided up into long box braids, a protective hairstyle for the heat.

On my back was a mini backpack, which had all my training attire inside. It was Sunday afternoon, and I had to make my way to the training rooms. I was so engrossed in my thoughts about the new dish I had been experimenting with that I didn't even notice someone was closely approaching me until almost too late.

I take a deep breath to steady myself as Mr. Nanami's scent fills my nose. Evergreen and lemons. He always smells like that. "Mr. Nanami," I say, trying to keep my voice even.

He seems taken aback that I recognized him. "You knew it was me?"

I nod, even though I know he can't see it. "Your scent is very distinct," I explain. "Plus, I remember your voice from our fight."

There's a moment of silence before he speaks again. "I see," he says, still sounding surprised. "I apologize for startling you."

"It's okay," I say, shrugging it off. "I was lost in thought, so it's not your fault."

I hear him take a step closer to me. "What were you thinking about?" he asks, his voice low.

I hesitate for a moment before answering. "A new dish I've been experimenting with," I say. "I'm thinking about adding it to the menu at my restaurant."

There's a pause before he speaks again. "What kind of dish is it?"

I grin, excited to talk about my cooking. "It's a fusion dish," I explain. "A mix of Japanese and Jamaican flavors. Jerk chicken with a miso glaze."

He lets out a small awkward chuckle. "That sounds interesting."

Is he nervous?

"Did you need me for something?" I ask curiously, as I bend down and unleash Yukio. She goes to her usual spot by the window.

"I owe you an apology," he says suddenly. "I underestimated you as a fighter and let my pride get in the way. I've been avoiding you for the past six months because I was ashamed and embarrassed."

I am taken aback by his words. I never thought he would apologize to me. "No, Mr. Nanami, it's me who should apologize. I went too far in our sparring session, and I'm sorry."

He chuckles, "We're both apologizing to each other, it seems. Let's just call it even and move on, shall we?"

I nod, feeling relieved, "I'd like that," I say smiling

"Great," he says, "Well, while I'm here would you mind training with me today?"

"Yes!" I say maybe a little more excited than I should have. I calm down and smoothly say "Uh yea. Just let me change into proper clothes real quick."

He clears his throat, "Of course" he responds

I quickly gather my things and head to the women's locker room slipping into my athletic attire, feeling the smooth fabric against my skin. The outfit is lightweight and easy to move in, perfect for my training sessions. I slip on a pair of sneakers and throw my hair into one giant braid.

When I return to the training area, Nanami is already there, warming up with a few stretches. I take a deep breath and walk over to him, ready to get started. We ease into my training routine practicing our punches and kicks, working on our endurance, and building our core. I take a step back and observe Nanami's form, listening to his movements.

As I stand behind Mr. Nanami, I can feel the tension in his body when he throws his punches. I can sense that his form is wrong, and I can't help but want to step in and help him.

"Stop" I semi command, "Your form is wrong," I say stepping towards him. "Is it okay if I help position you?" I ask gesturing my hands

"Sure" He responds

As I reach out to fix his form, my hand brushes against his arm, and I feel a jolt of electricity shoot through my body. I move him into position, adjusting his stance and correcting his form. As I do, I can feel his body tense up at first, but then he relaxes under my touch.

There's an unspoken tension between us, and I can't help but feel a rush of emotions. I'm not sure if it's the intimacy of the moment or if there's something more between us. But I push those thoughts aside and focus on helping him.

After a few more adjustments, I step back and let him continue the routine. Eventually, we wrap up our training session, and Nanami and I move into a cool-down workout to relax our muscles. As we were stretching, he asked me for some feedback on his performance.

I take a deep breath and think for a second before I replied, "Mr. Nanami, your punches are powerful, but your form is off. You need to relax more, be more fluid." I pause for a moment before continuing, "You're a tense fighter," I replied. "That's great when you're on the defensive, but you need to be more adaptable. You have to be able to make fast, small, delicate movements; adapt to your opponent's movements, not just overpower them. I hope you don't mind me saying this but I think you could benefit from some more regular training sessions," I said, tentatively.

"I agree, Ari. I can see that I have a lot to learn from you. Your combat skills are impressive, it's almost inspiring." he says

I couldn't help but smiles and blush at that little statement, I turn my head away before responding, "Thank you, Mr. Nanami"

We exchanged a few more pleasantries before parting ways

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After Nanami left, I spent another hour training with my karambit blades. The sound of metal clashing against metal was music to my ears as I worked on my techniques. However, my concentration was interrupted when I heard a commotion somewhere in the school. It was distant, but it was enough to catch my attention. Weapons in hand I make my way to the commotion with Yukio close behind me.

As the sound of chaos and destruction filled the air, I could sense that something was terribly wrong. Suddenly, I heard screams and the sound of glass shattering. I rushed to the source of the noise, with my blades up in a defensive position. As I arrived, I hear two people in the heat of a vicious fight. From the sound and smell of it, it was Nanami and.

Yuji?

But he sounds different and he smells different.

Could this be the cursed spirit that lives inside him? Sukuna....

Nanami was trying to contain Yuji as best as he could but was eventually kicked into a wall completely stunned. I knew I had to act fast to save him," Yukio Stay' I command before approaching. With a burst of adrenaline, I charged forward and slashed at Sukuna with my karambit knives. The sound of metal clashing against bone filled the air as I fought to keep him away from Nanami.

Despite my blindness, I could feel the tension and power of Sukuna's attacks. But I also knew that I had to protect Nanami at all costs. I could hear him groaning in pain, and I knew that I had to do everything in my power to keep him alive.

For the first few moments, I felt like I was holding my own. I was able to dodge Sukuna's attacks and land a few strikes of my own. But soon enough, I realized that it was a lost cause. Sukuna was simply too powerful.

Despite my best efforts, I found myself getting worn down. He was relentless, and I couldn't keep up. My movements became sluggish, and my attacks lacked their usual precision. It was as if all my training and experience had been for nothing.

Sukuna's attacks were powerful and relentless, and I could feel my strength fading fast. I knew I needed to do something, anything, to protect Nanami. So, I made a quick decision and used my body as a shield while yelling at Yukio, "YUKIO GET HELP! AGHk-" Sukuna's cursed energy hit me hard, and I felt the searing pain of his attack, but I held on tight, refusing to let go. I can hear Yukio running out barking for help as Sukuna continues to attack me several times back to back.

Hopefully, I can buy him some time.

Sukuna surprisingly stops and takes a step back, "I admire your tenacity, little warrior," Sukuna chuckles, feeling the power struggle within Yuji's body. "You fought with such ferocity, even to protect someone who you barely know"

"Fuck off!" I hiss

"Ha! I like your spirit, girl," Sukuna says, amused. "You fought like a true warrior, and I was honored to spar with you."

Breathless and defeated, I lay on the ground, waiting for Sukuna to strike me down. But to my surprise, he stopped and spoke.

"You're quite skilled, for a human. But despite your amazing skill you fight at a disadvantage, you have the potential to be so much more." I hear him grunt in irritation, "Damn brat. I don't have much time doll, I can feel the brat fighting back for control, so before I go I'd like to leave you with a parting gift."

"Keep your fucking gif-" I say before getting snatched up by my hair. I scream out in pain as he forcefully holds my head back. I then hear him bite his hand and hold it over my face. He began to drip blood onto my face and into my mouth. He held me so tight that I couldn't fight back. He then practically throws me down to the ground, I couldn't react in time so I hit the concrete hard. I try to raise my body and stand but stumble back down to my knees as I start to feel an intense rush of euphoria coursing through my veins. It's a feeling I've never experienced before, and for a moment, I'm lost in its intoxicating embrace.

But just as quickly as the feeling comes, it's gone, replaced by a searing pain in my eyes. It's like someone is squeezing them in a vice, and I can feel a burning sensation spreading through my head.

I try to rub my eyes to ease the pain, but it only seems to make it worse; fortunately, the pain finally subsides after a few minutes. I blink several times in disbelief. Colors and shapes begin to form before my eyes, and I realize that I can see. At first, everything was just a blur of colors and shapes. I couldn't make out anything clearly, but I could see light for the first time in years. It was overwhelming and painful, like needles poking into my eyes. I squinted and rubbed them, trying to adjust to the sudden influx of visual information. As my eyes gradually adapted, the shapes and colors began to coalesce into recognizable forms

I looked down at my hands and saw them in a whole new light. I had gotten used to not being able to see them, but now they were right in front of me, and I could see every detail. The lines on my palms, the curve of my fingers, the scars and calluses from years of training. It was overwhelming.

"What did you do," I asked with tears welling up in my eyes starting to freak out from this sudden miracle.

Can you call it a miracle?

Sukuna smirks. "Until we meet again, little warrior" With that, Sukuna's control over Yuji weakens, and he disappears, leaving Yuji in control again.

The Vibe:

YKWIM?-Yot Club

I couldn't believe it, I had my sight back after 10 years. But it was too much for me to handle all at once. The light was blinding and everything was too vivid. My senses were heightened to an almost unbearable level. I could smell every single scent in the air, hear every single sound around me, and feel every single texture on my skin. I was completely overwhelmed and overstimulated.

The taste of blood was still in my mouth and it was even stronger now, like it was amplified along with my other senses. I was hyper-aware of every drop of blood on my skin and Mr. Nanami's as well. I couldn't even stand the sound of my breathing. It was all too much.

Feeling like I was about to lose control, I closed my eyes and covered my ears with my hands. It helped a little, but I could still feel the overwhelming sensations. I needed to take a moment to collect myself before I could face what was happening.

Yuji approached slowly, his voice shaking as he spoke. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt anyone," he said, his eyes filled with tears. "I couldn't control myself. Sukuna took over."

I could hear the fear and remorse in his voice, but I couldn't bear to look at him, "Please stay back, Yuji," I said, my voice shaky. "Please, just stay back." I tried to stand up, but my legs felt weak and shaky, and I stumbled.

Nanami grabbed my arm, using his other hand to support himself as we leaned on each other. "We need to get out of here," he said, his voice strained. "Yuji, help us." Nanami placed his hand gently on my shoulder, trying to calm me down. "Ari, it's okay. Sukuna is gone now. Yuji is back in control," he said soothingly.

I took a deep breath and slowly opened my eyes, feeling a little more in control of my senses. I could see Nanami's worried expression and Yuji's somber one. I looked down at my hands and saw them shaking, covered in my own blood and Sukuna's.

"I... I can see," I said, still in disbelief. "It's been so long." Suddenly I hear barking and someone running. I look and see Yukio and Shoko.

Shoko rushes over to us and immediately starts checking on Nanami's injuries, quickly working to stop his bleeding and stabilize him. She then turns her attention to me, I'm still visibly shaken and overstimulated from the sudden return of her sight.

Shoko starts talking to me in a soft, soothing tone, trying to calm me down and assess my condition. She asks me questions about how I'm feeling and what I'm experiencing, and I try my best to answer her, though my mind is still reeling from everything that's happened.

After a few moments, Shoko administers a sedative to help me calm down and rest. As the medication starts to take effect, my senses begin to dull, and the overwhelming sensations start to fade away.

I feel a sense of relief wash over me as I start to relax, knowing that Shoko is here to take care of us and that we're in good hands. After I've calmed a bit I stand and pick up Yukio; as I hold my dog in my arms, tears streaming down my face. Yukio nuzzles into my chest, and I can feel her little heart beating against mine. For a moment, I forget about the chaos that just happened and the pain in my body. It's just me and Yukio, reunited after all this time.

I bury my face in her fur, taking in her scent and feeling her warmth against me. It's a small moment of peace amid all the chaos. And for that, I'm grateful.

Shoko and Yuji look at me with concern, but they don't say anything. They know I need this moment with my dog. After a few minutes, I finally pull away from Yukio and wipe my tears, "Where are the others?" I ask

"Come I'll take you to them," Shoko says

Yuji helps Nanami up and we all walk to regroup with everyone else. We make it to the infirmary where the others were, fortunately, it was only a few of us; Nanami, Yuji, Shoko, Panda, Inumaki, Nobara, Megumi, Ijichi, and myself. No one is dead, just a lot of injuries. Everyone checks in with each other nursing each other's wounds. I stay with Nanami as Shoko attends to Nanami's wounds; she wraps up with him and moves to the next person.

As I look at Nanami, tears begin to stream down my face. "Is everyone going to be okay?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

Nanami looks at me with a reassuring smile. "Yes, we'll all be fine. We'll recover quickly don't worry" he says.

"Okay," I say beginning to feel nauseous because of the strong scent of blood

Nanami puts a hand on my shoulder. "Ari, are you okay?" he asks, concern etched on his face.

I shake my head, my eyes still brimming with tears. "No, not really. This was extremely triggering for me. The smell of blood is making me sick and I'm feeling pretty overstimulated and a bit manic. I need to go home." I confess.

"I don't think you should be alone right now. I'm worried about you." Nanami responds, "What can I do to help?"

"Can-Can you help me get home?" I ask weakly

"Of course" He raises out of his seat and grunts a little from the pain before standing, "Come" He puts his jacket over me and Yukio while wrapping an arm around me to help me walk, I sense he needed the help too, "I'm taking Ari home," he said with a tone that said don't ask questions. Everyone looked concerned but nodded in agreement.

Nanami leads me to his car and opens the door to the passenger side and help me in my seat; he even went as far as to buckle me in. He then climbed in next to me and closed the door, grunting slightly, and began to pull out of the parking lot of the school. The drive was about 20 min, It's almost overwhelming to see everything in such detail after being blind for so long. As we drive down the road, I can see people walking on the sidewalk, cars passing us by, and buildings towering up to the sky. We arrive outside my home and although the rides calmed me down a bit I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that I had been carrying with me since my encounter with Sukuna. I didn't want to be alone right now, not after everything that had happened. So, I turned to Mr. Nanami and simply say, "Stay with me? Just for the night? I don't know why but I don't feel safe."

At first, he hesitates to answer but finally just nods yes in response, bringing me a sense of relief.

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What should Ari do now that she has her sight back? I think it's time for her to have some fun!