#too sugoi to die

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Kinktober 2024 - Day 19 - Cuckolding

Alastor fucks Lucifer’s wife and Lucifer isn’t as mad as he thought he’d be about that.

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「warnings/promises: Alastor x AFAB!Reader, breathplay, breeding kink if you truly look in your heart, cuckolding the king of hell is a bold strategy cotton let’s see if it pays off for him, creampie, cock too big but Alastor is ambitious and indifferent」

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MDNI 🦌 🚗

Alastor was already rubbing his cock length between your wet folds when Lucifer walked in the room. The king stopped, in obvious shock, to see his daughter’s hotelier fucking his wife. Well, about to fuck his wife.

He opened his mouth to speak but his attempt to say your name was drowned out by you moaning Alastor.

Alastor looked up, locking eyes with his sovereign as the shorter man seemed torn between coming in and retreating. The sound of your voice was candied; sweet and crisp. For some odd reason, he felt like he was intruding on your pleasure. Not that you could see your husband, the door was to the right and behind the large four post bed and taken out of your view entirely by a small enclave.

He’d expected his majesty to show up, but more towards the end. What was the point of fucking his wife if he didn’t get to feel Lucifer’s rage and humiliation over it?

A wicked grin spread on the radio demon’s face, one hidden from you as your eyes were clenched. He wasn’t terrible at improv, he could give it a whirl for the early audience. Your senses focused on the feeling of his heated member, cockhead catching on your clitoral hood as he ran it up and down slowly. It had all happened so fast that you didn’t stop to consider what you were doing. 

Everyone was drinking and dancing and partying, then Alastor was beside you. There was no sudden shift to blame. He took you for a spin around the room, and he said some funny things about the hotel, some sly things about upgrading wives, and then… a dark chuckle, warm breath on your neck, a proposal and now you were on your back in your marital bed.

Lucifer had always allowed you freedom to be with who you wanted, no restrictions to your pleasure nor to his. But, everyone knew how poorly he got on with Alastor. The image of his face screwed up and a fake smile twitching, sputtering out nervous noises of confusion floated to the surface of your mind. 

“Is this why I was summoned here tonight, my queen? To service you?” Alastor’s voice was low, but not quiet. It dispelled your husband's visage and roused you to open your eyes. Your response was a whimper, his own reply was a distant and nearly cruel laugh echoing off the walls.

You wouldn’t lie—- he’d caught your eye some time ago. Who didn’t like the hard to get? Though this had proven much easier than you’d anticipated.

Lucifer took a step forward into the room, a glare that threatened Alastor’s very soul made the sinner shiver. Alastor understood quite well he was most likely going to die a second, more permanent death. Why not put on a show as he went out?

You gasped, hands gripping into the bedding, as Alastor began to press into you. He’d been teasing you for just a few minutes.

Lucifer froze.

“Does it hurt?” He asked, and you nodded. You were wet and your pussy was willing, but his cock head was thick. The end was blunt, forcing your entrance to bend and stretch. “If only I had more time to prepare you… you’ll have to invite me again to the palace.” His hips moved and you gritted your teeth. “I promise it’ll be worth the pain, sweetheart.”

He hadn’t asked you if you needed him to stop, but you nodded again in understanding.  The thin skin beneath your hole felt sure to tear as he demanded a wider entrance, but the ache for him deep in your cunt was overpowering the instinct to pull from the pain. So far.

Lucifer felt himself lean back before he thought to do it, shoulder slightly knocking into the door and startling him. He could see Alastor’s cock suddenly lose length as his head popped in. The hate in his heart was being suffocated by the spark just south of his belt. Every ounce of outrage outweighed by the heavy sounds of your excited breathing. You whimpered, legs clamoring up and a foot coming to press into Alastor’s lower stomach. 

“None of that, dear.” His large hand wrapped around your ankle and lifted your leg up, resting it on his shoulder. The tension of your muscles made it hard to pull it back to yourself, causing you to be spread even wider for him. 

Regardless of how slick his head was, slit leaking excitedly into you already, he still grated against your insides. Precum meant nothing when his flesh was pushing up and out so harshly against your own walls. Until your body accommodated his girth, the experience felt closer to your first time than a quickie with the famed demon.

Lucifer saw the moment Alastor’s head and glands bullied past your g-spot, your thighs and stomach visibly tensing. The feeling of him pressing in and then releasing your inner spot was one that made your body feel weak from the core out.

Your breath hitched, “Ah- Alastor. Slower.” Your hands stretched to touch his knees and grip, but he just hummed, disembodied radio studio audience cooing at your pathetic request. He did not slow down. The advancing length continued to push you apart.

Upsettingly, Lucifer found your noises stirring his own arousal noises more and more. Alastor’s attention flitted back to Lucifer, eyes meeting his before drifting down to the prominent bulge forming as his cock tried to straighten itself upright inside the confines of his tight, ridiculous circus master pants. He offered a smile to his king before snapping his hips forward. His balls pressed into the soft round flesh of your ass as he dug himself as deeply as he could reach.

When you let out a small yelp and tried to scurry up the bed, Lucifer’s hand came to adjust his erection in his pants. Lingering, his fingers traced the outline of his manhood as he listened to your whine melt into a soft moan. Your vocal responses to sex always spurred him into a frenzy, though usually he was the one making you whimper. His cock didn’t know that though, it just knew you were feeling good. Very good, by the sounds of it. 

You held your breath as he pulled out halfway and slowly returned to your heat. He was churning up your insides, trying to elicit more of your own fluids to lubricate him. Alastor could feel he was snug in you, your walls writhing around him as you twitched at the intrusion.

A few more testing thrusts before Alastor pulled out to the very tip and began to fuck you proper. Your hole didn’t appreciate the repeated burn of his glands popping out and pushing back in, but knowing he was fucking you wider around him just made you fall deeper into the blind fog of lust. Lucifer was always so gentle, even when he was rough. But somehow Alastor’s most tender touches were still harsh.

You were entirely unaware of your husband some meters behind you, palm rubbing his cock through his pants to the pace of Alastor’s thrusts. 

“How are you feeling?” He leaned up and over, body bending unnaturally as his spine curved. Your mouth hung open, body slack with occasional jolts of pleasure. It wasn’t right, he needed you seizing and tense, “Tell me what you need.” If he couldn’t make you a shuddering mess begging for him then he was really just wasting his time. He wanted the king of hell to feel inferior. This happened to be one of the best ways to manage that.

Lucifer knew what you needed, because he often found himself helping you along with firm hands. 

You were too scared to ask, instead putting a hand on your throat and gently squeezing. 

“Ooh, look at you! Who knew the queen of hell enjoyed breathplay? I am happy to oblige you.” A hand several times larger than your husband’s rested on your throat, long fingers curling as he tightened in slow increment. You moaned when the pressure was perfect, and he stopped the increasing vice.

Your hips lifted slightly, chasing the feeling of his pelvis hitting against your clit. 

His body covered yours entirely, your own bent in half as he used your legs for both support and grip. Lucifer’s hand scraped against his belt as he shoved it into his pants to get contact with his now pulsing member. Your eyes were watering, mouth open and pleasured noises spilling from you with every move of your illicit lover’s body. The roll of his hips coaxed more and more of your fluids to leak and gather on his cock. 

“Look how wet you are, does the king not take care of you? My my, even the bedding is soaked.” He said it to you, but his eyes were peering through his sweat-dampened hair to Lucifer, now fully resting against the door as he stroked himself under his clothes. 

Finally properly covered in your arousal, Alastor was gliding through you. Every time his head hit your cervix and bottomed out, a small jolt of pain shot up your womb and stomach. He couldn’t fit himself entirely in without making your cervix bow against him. However he still did, shoving the rest of himself in randomly to get fully sheathed in your pussy every few times he fucked into you. 

There was some form of disinterest in your discomfort that made the situation even more arousing. Alastor only cared for your pleasure, he didn’t seem bothered at all with how much your body struggled to accommodate him while receiving that pleasure. 

Neither did you, though.

“Harder.” You choked out. Lucifer had to bite his bottom lip and still his hand to keep from moaning wantonly and breaking the illusion of privacy you and Alastor were in. 

Alastor chuckled again, the laugh trailing off high and wicked with a flourish of stations flipping through static. He leaned back, taking both legs by the knees and hooking them at the junction of his arms to pull you into his lap every time he thrusted forward. Effortlessly he jerked your body to meet his demanding pace.

“How is that, my queen?” Panted through groans, Alastor finding it hard to keep composure when you were so shockingly needy. He could nearly forget Lucifer was against the far wall, fucking into his own fist. But not quite.  “You’re so tight,  I’m sure our majesty will feel my absence the next time he fucks you.” He said it purely for your husband’s displeasure. 

The tension was ratcheting, the quick pace and occasional knock against your womb pulled long cries from you that stole your senses and any concerns about embarrassment. He was deeper in you than felt right, and you wanted him to fuck you until you were changed to fit him perfectly. 

You flinched, Alastor’s hand coming to stroke the black swirl of lines vaguely forming a heart (or was that an apple?) above your womb. “Is this the famed marking?” Tears streamed down from your eyes and tickled your ears. “The gift of fertility from your betrothed?” A silent scream pulled your body taut, orgasm so close you were scared to breathe and lose it. “I know it’s made just for him, but don’t blame me for trying.”

Releasing your legs, he pinned you under the full weight of his body. His elbows rested just above and to the sides of your head as his long thrusts now became short and deep. No longer was he teasing your body with part of his length but now burying it into you. Alastor was chasing his own release, sensitive and weeping slit of his cock smashing into the obstinate entrance of your womb.

You came with a broken scream, cervix lowering to receive the seed of your lover regardless of vows as your walls worked in tandem to coax his cock to breed you. 

Lucifer could relax and let himself cum to the sounds of Alastor’s pistoning member without fear, his mark only allowing you to truly receive his seed. He shuddered, body falling forward as he let his mind focus on the sounds of the room. Tight balls smacking into you and popping as they stuck to the thick slick coating your inner thighs and dripping down your cheeks. Your screams broke and devolved into wails and pleading, wordless begging for something– more, less, slower, deeper, it was unclear but you didn’t protest when Alastor quickened. 

He leaned his head back in time to watch Alastor’s hips press once, then twice and drive your body into the mattress. He could see the back of Alastor’s thighs twitching and tensing as his cock was surely pulsing shots of his hot semen into your hungry womb. The smallest flicker of worry about the failsafes of his magical mark appeared as he saw Alastor give your cunt another deep push before quickly pulling out with an audible pop of your body separating from his. 

You flinched again at the sudden loss, feeling something warm and thick threatening to leak out from your stretched and sore entrance.

“Quite the hostess, I have to say.” His finger pushed his cum back in. His other hand slipped up and over the marking with a ghost of reverence at the power therein before his presence entirely left the bed. “Lovely party, dear! Do invite me over again soon.” With a snap his pants were back on and shirt neatly buttoned.

As he approached Lucifer, still recovering in the shadows of the room’s entrance, he couldn’t contain his grin. Lucifer didn’t miss the way the sinner’s eyes shot to his hand and disheveled pants before returning to his flushed face.

Alastor’s own, still wet with the mix of you and him, came to touch and then swipe across the king’s chest as he slipped through the still open door, “Absolutely lovely.”

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Diarrhea cupcake frosting… mmmm yummy! uWu Just think abowt it! Instwead of chocolate fwosting we just strain the diawwhea and use the diawwhea chunks and mash it up into a semi thick paste and slowly spread it over the cupcake. Or put the diarrhea in a piping bag for very swirls of the rather shitty variety. S-s-sugoi! UwU OwO flutters huge lucious fluffy eyelashes innocently at the stream The smell alone would be something to die for! 😤 bares fearsome fangs that would make even an alpha male shit his pants Howls at the moon and back in utter hypement Does a jig Turns into werewolf and destroys the non believers Farts wetly and so hard that shit pours out of him like a hose Oopsie! Shit drips down leg softly I had a little accident tee hee shits out entire organs in a masculine way UWU notices big bag of onion rings from across the floor Uwu Owo Grabs a bag of onion rings and dips some in the shit Bone apple tea! Takes big manly bite into shit covered onion rings like an alpha male 0////0 HOLY SHITO THISA TASTES JUST LIKEA MOMMA'S COOKING U/////W//////U Turns back into human epicly(y'know like a badass) I think this generation is lacking in tastes, poop is multipurpose! You can use it as a thing to wash your face with, or wash your pets with! They'll love it! You can get the poop at the poop store.

Ok for any other ask like this I won’t answer it but

this shit was too fucking funny to not post

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Esteri

Long-haired chihuahua by Uni-Toys

Bought from a local recycling center in 2023

I named her Esteri for two reasons: the name was printed on a sticker stuck on her tush tag AND the store I found her is located on a street called Esterinportti.

I found her but left her behind. For some reason she started pestering me in my dreams and I went back the next day and brought her home. Usually I don't like posed plushies that much but she's darling and has at least some poseability/floppyness to her.

And when I say 'darling' I mean she's too kawaii to live and too sugoi to die. She will absolutely steal your credit card and pee in your sock drawer if you're not careful.

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Nyan Neko Sugar Highschool - Chapter 7

Chappter 7: Da Neko School Festiaval PART 5: Search 4 TEH TOURŪSU!! (translator note: that means truth!!!!)

Authrs AN: Ohayo minna san! its time 4 another update! Tihs chapters is kinda long but i wanted to fit in everything here so… yah? ^_^'

Disclaimer: Watashi wish I did! :(

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Raku-chan watched the sun slowly set, eventually disappearing under the horizon. She poked the tips of her index fingers together anime-ly as she waited for Hitoshi-san.

Would he show up? He'd gotten the ai letter, right?

Ai no Kami-sama… if watashi's kokoro is pure and true, onegaishimasu… give me a sign that I have not loved in vain! Raku-chan made a desperate prayer. (translaters note: onegaishimasu = please)

It was almost time for the fireworks. And Raku-chan's confession.

Soon, it would all reach its CLIMAX!!!~ UwaaAaAh!!!~

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Meanwhile… Back at teh Takoyaki Taiyaki stand…

Bokutachi-kun slunk into the Takoyaki Taiyaki stand, his groin jiggling slightly like a water bed gently rippling under the hefty girth of a patient from My 600-lb Life.

He had come here in search of his kawaii boyfriend, after finally shaking off the irritatingly tenacious Kaichou-san. That girl seriously needed to learn when to give up. You would have thought she was in love with Bokutachi-kun with how dedicated she was in pursuing him, if not for Bokutachi-kun's relationship with his lovely, sugoiful, kawaii boyfriend Hitoshi-san desu.

Sadly, it seemed like Hitoshi-san was not here. Bokutachi-kun sighed dramatically, turning back to the window from which he had entered in anticipation of once again squeezing his lithe frame and voluminous crotch through the narrow window when he noticed something.

It was pink. It was pretty. And most of all, it was…………………… kawaii.

No, it wasn't Kirby. Or Jigglypuff. Or whatever other pink character you're thinking of.

It was…………………………………………………………………………………………………..

AN AISHITERU LETTERU!!!!!!!?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????1/!!!!!!!!111

His interest piqued, Bokutachi-kun picked up the envelope. He loved snooping through other peoples stuff after all.

But then he noticed something. Written boldly in sparkly kawaii pink glitter glue were the words, "To Hitoshi-san!!! <3 <3 <3"

Bokutachi-kun's eyes narrowed into slits as he connected the dots in his head. Ripping open the envelope, he furiously read the letter and scowled as the situation became sickeningly clear to him.

Somewhere in Neko High School, there was a foolish baka that wanted to steal Hitoshi-san away from him. And if that uppity, absolutely brainless BAKA had the audacity to think that Hitoshi-san would ever have any kimochi feelings for anyone other than his sugoi boyfriend… well, let's just say they wouldn't be doing much thinking after Bokutachi-kun was through with them.

"You bastrad baka… trying to steal WATASHI'S BF?!?!!!!!???!!?!?!?!!!!!!!!11" Bokutachi-kun growled yanderely. "I'll throw you off the school roof be4 you even get the chance to confess ur pathetic little feelings!! NO ONE CAN LOVE HITOSHI_SAN EXCEPT ME!!!!1"

Vengefully flinging the accursed letter on the floor, Bokutachi squeezed himself through the window again with new, murderous intent. As he was halfway out of the window, the door to the Takoyaki Taiyaki stand suddenly flew open!

"YAMATE!" roared a very familiar voice (Translators noet: yamate = stop (idk if i explaned this b4 but WUTEVER LOL!))

It was………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

"Kaichou-san…" Bokutachi snarled through gritted teeth at the annoying Sutudento Counciru Puresidento. "Like a cock dog, you just never die, do you…?"

Kaichou-san frowned. "The proper term is "cocker spaniel." And that analogy doesn't even make sense."

"Nonsense, you're pitiful mortal mind is just two puny and underdeveloped to understand my genius."

"Genius? You didn't even use the correct forms of 'your' and 'too' in that sentence!"

Bokutachi-kun just stared at Kaichou-san with a "stop-before-you-embarass-yourself-even-more-by-being-such-an-insufferable-grammar-nazi-and-unnecessarily-breaking-the-fourth-wall" kind of look. Kaichou-san coughed awkwardly. "Well, anyway, on with my speech…"

"Watashi, the Seito Kaichou of Neko High School, am here to stop you from your dastardly deeds!" Kaichou-san declared. "I heard EVERYTHING you just said about your murderous, yandere desires, and I REFUSE to stand for it!"

"I have no time to play ur stupid games," Bokutachi-kun sneered. "I have important business to attend to. Love rivals to throw off buildings. Hotties to seduce~" He wedged the rest of his bulge — I mean, body — out of the window. "Smell ya later!"

"COME BACK HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT SO I CAN DISPENSE JUSTICE, U BAKA KUSO YAROU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kaichou-san lunged for the window, to no avail. Bokutachi-kun had already slipped away. "Gosh darn it to heck! I almost got him that time…" Kaichou-san cursed, shaking her fist angrily.

Collecting herself, she picked up the discarded letter. "Mad Beast Bokutachi said something about the school roof… I'll ambush him there!"

Kaichou-chan immediately ran out of the door… though she was unfortunately headed the exact opposite direction as the school roof.

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Ten minutes later…

"You want to know where the school roof is?"

"Um… yes…"

Dolce-chan stared at Kaichou-san, who had just bashfully asked for directions to the school roof, in disbelief. Was THE Kaichou-san, the legendary Seito Kaichou of Neko High School who had reduced school crime by over 90%, who ruled the school with an iron fist, who had single handedly annihilated the banchous of the 4 Heavenly Gangs when they had attacked Neko High School…

…unable to locate the school roof, which was literally just the top of the school building?

(TRANSLTAOR NOTE: Banchou = gang leader/boss)

"It's… on top of the school building…" Koneko-chan said, echoing Dolce-chan's thoughts. Koneko-chan sounded much more unsure than she normally did after returning from that Takoyaki Taiyaki Stand. Dolce-chan wondered what had happened within the last few hours to shake her normally calm and collected sister so deeply.

"If you need any help getting there, we could go with you," offered Dolce-chan.

Kaichou-san flushed vigorously and shook her head. "N-n-n-no, it's… completely daijoubu! I-I-I'm just… slightly directionally challenged!" (TRANSLATOR NOTE: daijobu = ok)

Dolce-chan shrugged, sweatdropping like in anime. "Well, if you say so…"

"Uh, Kaichou-san?" said Koneko-chan. "While you're there… could you check to see if there's a green haired girl with gray neko ears and purple eyes? She's my… tomodachi, Raku-chan."

"I will try my best. I'm looking for someone too, anyhow," said Kaichou-chan.

"Really?" said Dolce-chan, mildly interested. "Do you want us to keep an eye out for whoever that is as well?"

"No… I'm already fairly sure that he's going to the school roof." Kaichou-san triumphantly brandished a familiar pink envelope. "I even have this Aishiteru Letteru as proof of it! I'll finally hunt down that accursed Mad Beast and deliver DIVINE PUNISHMENT upon him! Justice WILL prevail in the end!"

Dolce-chan's eyes widened. "Mad Beast Bokutachi-kun?!!! What a serious situation."

Koneko-chan's eyes widened too, for a completely different reason. "An Aishiteru Letteru?!!!" she exclaimed, goggling at the letter. "Would it, by any chance, be in a pastel pinku-chan, sakura & strawberry scented envelope with a kawaii red kokoro sticker?!?!?!?!!!!!!!"

Kaichou-chan looked down at the letter and took a tentative sniff, only now just noticing the very specific details. "Indeed, you're right. How did you know all that just from a glance?"

A very, very bad suspicion was beginning to form in Koneko-chan's head. Like Bokutachi-kun, she was starting to put the pieces of the puzzle together, though unlike Bokutachi-kun, she actually had all of the pieces and the puzzle was more like a high quality, hand crafted wooden masterpiece decorated with a beautiful and calming piece of scenery than Bokutachi-kun's cheap, tacky, Walmart-knock off brand, halfway cut cardboard monstrosity with half the pieces missing and the other half refusing to connect with each other without an ungodly amount of bending and forceful shoving. In addition, the picture on Bokutachi-kun's puzzle was a fugly, 6.9 ppi quality minion clipart. Yes the ones from Despicable Me.

Why anyone would make a puzzle of a minion meme, I don't know.

The world may never know.

Anywasy… back 2 teh story!

"Onegaishimasu… may watashi be allowed to examine that letter, Kaichou-dono?" asked Koneko-chan. The quaver in her voice gave away the fear she was desperately trying to conceal with her overly polite responses.

Dolce-chan and Kaichou-san looked at Koneko-chan concernedly, noticing the change.

"Are you okay Koneko-chan?" said Kaichou-san. "As Seito Kaichou, it's my responsibility to ensure the well-being of Neko High School's student population. If you are not feeling well, perhaps you should go see Vet-sensei for a check up."

I thought that Vet-sensei's veterinarian license was revoked after the whole door insurance incident, though… Dolce-chan thought, sweatdropping. What was the door insurance incident, you may ask? Well you see… don't ask questions you're not prepared to handle the answers to.

"Anyway, though, you wanted to see the letter?" Kaichou-san continued, handing the letter over.

Koneko-chan nodded. "Hai… This is the only clue we have right now. I have to know. I have to know the shinjitsu." (TRanslator note shinjitsu = truth)

She took a deep breath. It would be painful, but she had to do this. To find out the truth. To save Raku-chan.

She opened the envelope.

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Koneko-chan took the stairs leading to the school rooftop two at a time, clutching Raku-chan's letter in her hands. She would recognize Raku-chan's curly handwriting anywhere, even if Kaichou-chan didn't.

She willed her legs to go faster, faster, desperate to get to Raku-chan… before it was too late.

Memories flashed through her mind unbidden, a dizzying swirl of flashes of light and color, fragments of smiles, limpid pools of glittering amethyst orbs, the sweet sound of a "nya~ desu!~"

Raku-chan.

Raku-chan!

RAKU-CHAN!

Koneko-chan squeezed her eyes shut and made a prayer, echoing Raku-chan's wish.

Onegaishimasu… onegaishimasu, onegaishimasu…! If you're listening, Ai no Kami-sama…

…please give me the strength to save Raku-chan!!!

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It was the end of the beginning. The beginning of the end.

「Believe that love will lead you to your happy ending.」

Authors An: ARIGATOU GOZAIMASU 4 REAING! Also arigato 2 beta editor chan 4 editing liek usual!

REMEBER 2 COMMENT AND KUDOS AND LIKE AND SUBSCRIB 4 MOAR!!!!!!!!!!!! Leave a coment 4 wut ideas u have and maybe i mite put it in!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Episode 4 : Final Selection / 第四話『最終選別(Saishu Senbetsu)』

＊Green colored words are only in anime, not in original manga, and we usually call them "ani-ori(anime-original)".

竈門炭治郎（俺が勝った理由…『隙の糸』の匂いが分かるようになったからだ。誰かと戦っている時、俺がその匂いに気付くと糸は見える。糸は俺の刃から相手の隙に繋がっていて、見えた瞬間、ピンと張る。俺の刃は強く引かれて、隙を斬り込む）

Kamado Tanjiro (Orega katta riyu… ‘sukino ito’ no nioiga wakaru-yoni natta-karada. Darekato tatakatte-iru-toki, orega sono nioini kizukuto itowa mieru. Itowa oreno yaiba-kara aiteno sukini tsunagatte-ite, mieta shunkan, pinto haru. Oreno yaibawa tsuyoku hikarete, sukio kiri-komu.)

Tanjiro Kamado (The reason I won… was because I learned to detect the scent of the opening thread. When I’m battling someone and I pick up this scent, then I can see the thread. The thread is connected from my blade to my opponent’s opening, growing taut the instant I see it. My blade is drawn toward it with great force, and then I slash the opening.)

炭治郎「鱗滝さん…」

Tanjiro “Urokodaki-san…”

Tanjiro “Mr.Urokodaki…”

鱗滝「お前を最終選別に行かせるつもりはなかった。もう、子供が死ぬのを見たくなかった。お前にこの岩は斬れないと思っていたのだが…よく頑張った。炭治郎、お前は凄い子だ…」

Urokodaki Sakonji “Omaeo Saishu-Senbetsuni ikaseru tsumoriwa naktta. Mo, kodomoga shinuno’o mitaku-nakatta. Omaeni kono iwawa kirenaito omotte-itanodaga… Yoku ganbatta. Tanjiro, omaewa sugoi koda…”

Sakonji Urokodaki “I had no intention of sending you to the Final Selection. I didn’t want to see children die anymore. I was sure you wouldn’t be able to slice this boulder, but… Well done, my boy. Tanjiro, you’re… a remarkable kid.”

鱗滝「最終選別、必ず生きて戻れ。儂も妹も此処で待っている」

Urokodaki “Saishu-Senbetsu, kanarazu ikite modore. Washimo imotomo kokode matte-iru.”

Urokodaki “Make sure you come back alive from the Final Selection. Both your sister and I will be waiting for you here.”

炭治郎「わあ…どうしたんですか？こんなに」

Tanjiro “Waa… Doshitan-desuka? Konnani.”

Tanjiro “Wow… What’s the occasion? There’s so much.”

鱗滝「全ての修行を終えた祝いだ。遠慮せず食うといい」

Urokodaki “Subeteno shugyo’o oeta iwaida. Enryo-sezu kuuto ii.”

Urokodaki “You’ve completed all your training, so we’re celebrating. Don’t be shy. Eat up.”

炭治郎「ありがとうございます！」

Tanjiro “Arigato gozai-masu!”

Tanjiro “Thank you very much!”

鱗滝（炭治郎…儂がしてやれるのは、ここまでだ。これから先は、修行の時とは比べ物にならない程、辛く厳しい日々が待っている。せめて今だけ��…何も気にすることなくゆっくり休むといい）

Urokodaki (Tanjiro… Washiga shite-yareru-nowa, koko-madeda. Korekara sakiwa, shugyono toki-towa kurabe-mononi naranai-hodo, tsuraku kibishii hibiga matte-iru. Semete ima-dakewa… nanimo kini suru koto naku yukkuri yasumuto ii.)

Urokodaki (Tanjiro… there’s nothing more I can do for you. From here on out, you’ll be going through such hardship and strife. Your training will seem like nothing in comparison. So for now, at least, you should rest well without a care in the world.)

鱗滝「なあ、炭治郎」

Urokodaki “Naa, Tanjiro.”

Urokodaki “Hey, Tanjiro…”

炭治郎「あ…はい」

Tanjiro “A… Hai.”

Tanjiro “Yes?”

鱗滝「鍋はうまかったか？」

Urokodaki “Nabewa umakattaka?”

Urokodaki “Did you enjoy that hot pot?”

炭治郎「はい！あんな御馳走久しぶりでした」

Tanjiro “Hai! Anna gochiso Hisashi-buri deshita.”

Tanjiro “Yes! I haven’t had such a feast in so long!”

鱗滝「お前のような食べ盛りは、食った分だけ力も付くし体も大きくなる。だが、それは鬼も同じ。覚えておけ。基本的に鬼の強さは、人を喰った数だ」

Urokodaki “Omaeno-yona tabe-zakariwa, kutta bun-dake chikaramo tsukushi, karadamo ookiku naru. Daga, sorewa onimo onaji. Oboete oke. Kihon-tekini onino tsuyosawa, hito’o kutta kazuda.”

Urokodaki “A growing boy like you with a hearty appetite should get stronger the more he eats, as well as grow bigger in size. But that goes for demons, too. Remember this. Basically, a demon is as strong as the number of humans he’s devoured.”

炭治郎「たくさん食べたら、強くなるんですか？」

Tanjiro “Takusan tabetara, tsuyoku narun-desuka?”

Tanjiro “So, the more they eat, the stronger they get?”

鱗滝「そうだ。力は増し、肉体を変化させ、妖しき術を使う者も出てくる」

Urokodaki “Soda. Chikarawa mashi, nikutaio henka-sase, ayashiki jutsuo tsukau-monomo detekuru.”

Urokodaki “That’s right. There are demons who gain power, become able to transform their bodies, and even use strange spells.”

鱗滝「お前も、もっと鼻が利くようになれば、鬼が何人喰ったか分かるだろう」

Urokodaki “Omaemo, motto hanaga kiku-yoni nareba, oniga nan-nin kuttaka wakaru-daro.”

Urokodaki “When your sense of smell becomes keener, you’ll be able to tell how many humans a demon has consumed.”

炭治郎「…これは…」

Tanjiro "Korewa..."

Tanjiro “What’s this?”

鱗滝「『厄除の面』という。お前を災いから守るようにと、まじないをかけておいた」

Urokodaki “‘Yakujono men’ to iu. Omaeo wazawai-kara Mamoru-yonito, majinaio kakete oita.”

Urokodaki “It’s called a “warding mask.” I’ve charged it with a spell to protect you from harm.”

炭治郎「厄除の面…」

Tanjiro “Yakujono men…”

Tanjiro “A warding mask…”

炭治郎「禰豆子…必ず、ここに帰ってくるからな」

Tanjiro “Nezuko… Kanarazu, kokoni kaette-kuru-karana.”

Tanjiro “Nezuko… I’m coming back here no matter what, all right?”

鱗滝「妹のことは心配するな。儂がしっかり見ておいてやる」

Urokodaki “Imotono kotowa shinpai suruna. Washiga shikkari mite-oite-yaru.”

Urokodaki “Don’t worry about your sister. I’ll take good care of her.”

炭治郎「はい！ありがとうございます。行ってきます！鱗滝さん」

Tanjiro “Hai! Arigato gozai-masu. Itte-kimasu! Urokodaki-san.”

Tanjiro “All right! Thank you very much! I’ll be going, then, Mr.Urokodaki!”

炭治郎「錆兎と真菰によろしく！」

Tanjiro “Sabitoto Makomoni yoroshiku!”

Tanjiro “Say hello to Sabito and Makomo for me!”

鱗滝「ん？炭治郎、なぜお前が…死んだあの子たちの名を知っている？」

Urokodaki “N? Tanjiro, naze omaega… shinda ano ko-tachino nao shitte-iru?”

Urokodaki “What? Tanjiro… how do you… know the names of those dead children?”

炭治郎（すごい…こんなに藤の花が…咲く時期じゃないはずなのに）

Tanjiro (Sugoi… Konnani fujino hanaga… Saku jikija nai hazu nanoni.)

Tanjiro (Wow… Look at all these wisteria flowers. Even though they’re out of season…)

炭治郎（こんなにいるのか…）

Tanjiro (Konnani iru-noka…)

Tanjiro (There are so many.)

白髪・黒髪「皆さま、今宵は鬼殺隊最終選別にお集まりくださって、ありがとうございます」

Shiro-kami, Kuro-kami “Mina-sama, koyoiwa Kisatsu-tai Saishu-Senbetsuni oatsumari kudasatte, arigato gozai-masu.”

White hair & Black hair “Everyone. We thank you for coming here tonight to the Demon Slayers Corps Final Selection.”

白髪「この藤襲山には、鬼殺の剣士様方が生け捕りにした鬼が閉じ込められており、外に出ることはできません」

Shiro-kami “Kono Fuji-kasane-yama-niwa, Kisatsuno kenshi-sama-gataga ikedorini shita oniga tojikome-rareteori, sotoni deru-kotowa dekimasen.”

White hair “There are demons imprisoned here on Mt.Fujikasane, captured alive by the Demon Slayer swordsmen, and unable to leave.”

黒髪「山の麓から中腹にかけて、鬼共の嫌う藤の花が、一年中狂い咲いているからでございます」

Kuro-kami “Yamano fumoto-kara chufukuni kakete, oni-domono kirau fujino hanaga, ichi-nen-ju kurui-zaite irukarade gozaimasu.”

Black hair “That is because wisteria, which demons hate so much, blooms year-round from the bottom to halfway up the mountain.”

白髪「しかしここから先には、藤の花は咲いておりませんから、鬼共がおります」

Shiro-kami “Shikashi kokokara saki-niwa, fujino hanawa saite-orimasen-kara, oni-domoga orimasu.”

White hair “However, there is no wisteria from this point on, and so demons abound.”

黒髪「この中で七日間生き抜く。それが、最終選別の合格条件でございます」

Kuro-kami “Kono nakade nanoka-kan iki-nuku. Sorega, Saishu-Senbetsuno gokaku-jokende gozaimasu.”

Black hair “You need to survive here for seven days to pass the Final Selection.”

白髪・黒髪「では、いってらっしゃいませ」

Shiro-kami, Kuro-kami “Dewa, itte rasshai mase.”

White hair & Black hair “And now, be on your way.”

炭治郎（七日間生き残ることだけを考えよう。まずはこの夜を乗り切る。朝日が昇れば鬼は活動できなくなるし、体も休めることができる。そのためには、東。最も早く朝日の当たる場所を目指す！）

Tanjiro (Nanoka-kan iki-nokoru koto dakeo kangaeyo. Mazuwa kono yoruo norikiru. Asahiga noboreba oniwa katsudo dekinaku narushi, karadamo yasumeru kotoga dekiru. Sono tame-niwa, higashi. Mottomo hayaku asahino ataru basho’o mezasu!)

Tanjiro (Survive for seven days… That’s all I’m going to think about. First, I’m going to survive tonight. Once the sun comes up, the demons won’t be able to do anything, so I can get some rest then. So I’ll have to head east! I’m gonna make my way to where the sunlight will hit first!)

炭治郎（この匂い…鬼だ！近くにいる！）

Tanjiro (Kono nioi… Onida! Chikakuni iru!)

Tanjiro (This smell… It’s a demon! And it’s nearby!)

炭治郎（どこだ？どこから来る？匂いの方向が定まらない）

Tanjiro (Dokoda? Doko-kara kuru? Nioino hokoga sadamara-nai.)

Tanjiro (Where is it? Where is it coming from? I can’t pinpoint the direction of the scent!)

炭治郎「あっ…上か！」

Tanjiro “A… Ueka!”

Tanjiro “From…above?!”

鬼「ギャハ！」

Oni “Gyaha!”

Demon “Hahaha!”

炭治郎「鬼…」

Tanjiro “Oni…”

Tanjiro “A demon…”

鬼「ギャアア！」

Oni “Gyaaa!”

Demon “Gyaa!”

鬼「てめえ！横取りしようとしてんじゃねえ！てめえは向こうに行け！」

Oni “Temee! Yoko-dori shiyoto shitenja nee! Temeewa mukoni ike!”

Demon “Damn you! Don’t even try to grab my prey, man! Get off my turf, dammit!”

鬼「知るか！貴様が失せろ！」

Oni “Shiruka! Kisamaga usero!”

Demon “The hell with you! Just beat it!”

炭治郎（いきなり二人。やれるだろうか？）

Tanjiro (Ikinari futari. Yareru-daroka?)

Tanjiro (Two of them right from the get-to? I wonder if I can take them!)

鬼「俺の獲物だぞ！」

Oni “Oreno emono dazo!”

Demon “That’s my prey, you know!”

鬼「黙れ！早い者勝ちだ！」

Oni “Damare! Hayai mono gachida!”

Demon “Shut up! It’s first come, first served!”

炭治郎（大丈夫だ。落ち着いて、動きを見ろ！修行の時を思い出せ！）

Tanjiro (Daijobuda. Ochi-tsuite, ugokio miro! Shugyono tokio omoidase!)

Tanjiro (I’m okay! Just calm down and watch their movements! Remember the training!)

鬼「久方振りの人肉だ！」

Oni “Hisakata-burino jinnikuda!”

Demon “It’s been ages since I last had human flesh!”

炭治郎（全集中・水の呼吸！）

Tanjiro (Zen-shuchu, Mizuno Kokyu!)

Tanjiro (Total Concentration! Water Breathing!)

炭治郎（糸の匂い…）

Tanjiro (Itono nioi…)

Tanjiro (The scent of the thread!)

炭治郎「肆ノ型。打ち潮！」

Tanjiro “Shino Kata. Uchi-Shio!”

Tanjiro “Fourth Form! Striking Tide!”

炭治郎（斬れた…鬼に勝てた。強くなってる！鍛錬は無駄じゃなかった…ちゃんと身についた！）

Tanjiro (Kireta… Onini kateta. Tsuyoku natteru! Tanrenwa mudaja nakatta… Chanto mini tsuita!)

Tanjiro (I did it… I defeated demons! I’ve grown stronger! All that training wasn’t for nothing… I’ve mastered it!)

炭治郎（鱗滝さんにもらった刀で頸を斬ると、骨も残らないのか…）

Tanjiro (Urokodaki-sanni moratta katanade kubio kiruto, honemo nokoranai-noka…)

Tanjiro (If I slash a demon with the sword Mr.Urokodaki gave me, not even the bones are left behind, huh?)

ーーーーー

鱗滝「鬼の急所は頸。しかし、通常の刃物で頸を斬っても、殺すことはできない」

Urokodaki “Onino kyushowa kubi. Shikashi, tsujono hamonode kubio kittemo, korosu kotowa dekinai.”

Urokodaki “A demon’s weak spot is its neck! But you can’t kill it with a normal sword even if you slash its neck.”

炭治郎「じゃあ、どうやって倒せば…」

Tanjiro “Jaa, do yatte taoseba…”

Tanjiro “Then, how can I take it down?”

鱗滝「鬼殺隊の持つ刀は、��別な鋼で造られており、唯一、鬼を殺すことができる。その名を『日輪刀』という」

Urokodaki “Kisatsu-taino motsu katanawa, tokubetsuna haganede tsukurarete-ori, yui-itsu, onio korosu kotoga dekiru. Sono nao ‘Nichirin-to’ to iu.”

Urokodaki “The swords wielded by the Demon Slayer Corps were forged with a special kind of steel. That’s the only way to kill a demon. They’re called the ‘Nichirin Swords.’”

ーーーーー

炭治郎（成仏してください）

Tanjiro (Jobutsu shite kudasai.)

Tanjiro (Rest in peace.)

炭治郎（な、なんだ?!この腐ったような匂いは！）

Tanjiro (Na, Nanda?! Kono kusatta-yona nioiwa!)

Tanjiro (What’s this rotten smell?)

剣士候補「うわァァァ！聞いてない…こんなの聞いてないぞ！」

Kenshi-koho “Uwaaaa! Kiite-nai… Konnano Kiite-naizo!”

Swordsman candidate “No one ever told me! I never signed up for this!”

炭治郎（何だ？ハッ…！なんだ、あれは！）

Tanjiro (Nanda? Ha…! Nanda, arewa!)

Tanjiro (What’s going on? What the hell is that?)

真菰「ねえ、錆兎。炭治郎、あいつに勝てるかな？」

Makomo “Nee, Sabito. Tanjiro, aitsuni kateru-kana?”

Makomo “Hey, Sabito… Do you think Tanjiro can beat that one?”

錆兎「分からない。努力は、どれだけしても足りないんだよ。知ってるだろう、それはお前も…」

Sabito “Wakaranai. Doryokuwa, doredake shitemo tarinain-dayo. Shitteru-daro, sorewa omaemo…”

Sabito “I don’t know. No matter how hard you try, it’s never enough. You know that well yourself, don’t you?”

剣士候補「何で大型の異形がいるんだよ?!聞いてない、こんなの！」

Kenshi koho “Nande oogatano igyoga irun-dayo?! Kiite-nai, konnano!”

Swordsman candidate “What’s this morphed demon doing here anyway? They didn’t tell us!”

剣士候補「ああ…！」

Kenshi koho “Aa…!”

炭治郎（喰われた！…あっ！）

Tanjiro (Kuwareta! …A!)

Tanjiro (He got eaten!)

炭治郎（怯むな…　助けろ、助けろ、助けろ！俺はもう無力じゃない！動け！）

Tanjiro (Hirumuna… Tasukero, tasukero, tasukero! Orewa mo muryokuja nai! Ugoke!)

Tanjiro (Don’t wimp out! Save him! Save him! Save him! I’m not powerless anymore! Move!)

炭治郎「水の呼吸・弐の型。水車！」

Tanjiro “Mizuno Kokyu, Nino Kata. Mizu-Guruma!”

Tanjiro “Water Breathing, Second Form! Water Wheel!”

手鬼「また来たな。俺の可愛い狐が」

Teoni “Mata kitana. Oreno kawaii kitsunega.”

Hand Demon “Another sweet little fox has come to me.”

炭治郎「また？」

Tanjiro “Mata?”

Tanjiro “‘Another’?”

手鬼「狐小僧。今は明治何年だ？」

Teoni “Kitsune-kozo. Imawa Meiji nan-nenda?”

Hand Demon “Little fox cub, what is the year of Meiji now?”

炭治郎「あ…今は大正時代だ！」

Tanjiro “A… Imawa Taisho-jidaida!”

Tanjiro “It’s the Taisho Period now!”

手鬼「た…いしょう？アァアアア！年号がァ!! 年号が変わっている!!」

Teoni “Ta…isho? Aaaaaa! Nengogaa!! nengoga kawatte-iru!!”

Hand Demon “Taisho? Holy crap! Time has passed into a new period?!”

手鬼「まただ…また俺がこんな所に閉じ込められている間に！！アァアアァ！許さん！許さんんん!!」

Teoni “Matada… Mata orega konna tokoroni tojikome-rarete-iru aidani!! Aaaaa! Yurusan! Yurusannn!!”

Hand Demon “Again! Again while I’ve been held prisoner inside this place! Unforgivable! Unforgivable!”

手鬼「鱗滝め、鱗滝め���鱗滝め、鱗滝め!!!」

Teoni “Urokodakime, Urokodakime, Urokodakime, Urokodakime!!!”

Hand Demon “Damn you, Urokodaki! Damn you, Urokodaki! Damn you, Urokodaki! Damn you, Urokodaki!”

炭治郎「どうして鱗滝さんを…」

Tanjiro “Doshite Urokodaki-san’o…”

Tanjiro “How do you know Mr.Urokodaki?”

手鬼「知ってるさｱ！俺を捕らえたのは鱗滝だからなｱ。忘れもしない四十七年前。アイツがまだ鬼狩りをしていた頃だ。江戸時代…慶応の頃だった」

Teoni “Shitterusaa! Oreo toraeta-nowa Urokodaki dakaranaa. Wasuremo shinai yonju-shichiyo-nen-mae. Aitsuga mada onigario shite-ita koroda. Edo jidai… Keio’no koro datta.”

Hand Demon “I know him, all right! Because Urokodaki is the one who captured me! I’ll never forget that day 47 years ago! Back when he was still hunting demons! It was the Edo Period during the Keio Era.”

炭治郎「鬼狩り…江戸時代？」

Tanjiro “Onigari… Edo-jidai?”

Tanjiro “Hunting demons? Edo period?”

剣士候補「嘘だ！そんなに長く生きてる鬼はいないはずだ！ここには、人間を二、三人喰った鬼しか入れてないんだ」

Kenshi koho “Usoda! Sonnani nagaku ikiteru oniwa inai hazuda! Koko-niwa, ningen’o ni,san-nin kutta oni-shika irete-nainda.”

Swordsman candidate “You’re lying! No demon has ever lived that long! The only demons in here should be the ones who’ve eaten just two or three humans!”

剣士候補「選別で斬られるのと、鬼は共喰いするから、それで…」

Kenshi koho “Senbetsude kirareru-noto, oniwa tomogui surukara, sorede…”

Swordsman candidate “They don’t live long because they’re killed during Final Selection, and they even eat their own kind!”

手鬼「でも俺はずっと生き残ってる。藤の花の牢獄で、五十人は喰ったなぁガキ共を」

Teoni “Demo orewa zutto iki-nokotteru. Fujino hanano rogokude, goju-ninwa kuttanaa gaki-domo’o.”

Hand Demon “Yeah, but I’ve survived all this time. Inside this wisteria prison, I’ve eaten at least fifty of you brats.”

炭治郎「五十人!!」

Tanjiro “Goju-nin!!”

Tanjiro “Fifty?!”

手鬼「十一…十二…十三…��お前で十四だ」

Teoni “Ju-ichi, ju-ni, ju-san. …De omaede Ju-yonda.”

Hand Demon “11, 12… 13. That makes you Number 14!”

炭治郎「何の話だ！」

Tanjiro “Nanno hanashida!”

Hand Demon “What are you talking about?”

手鬼「フフフ…俺が喰った鱗滝の弟子の数だよ。フフフフ…アイツの弟子はみんな殺してやるって決めてるんだ」

Teoni “Fufufu… Orega kutta Urokodakino deshino kazu dayo. Fufufufu… Aitsuno deshiwa minna koroshite-yarutte kimeterunda.”

Hand Demon “The number of Urokodaki’s disciples I’ve eaten, that’s what. I promised myself to kill every one of his desciples.”

手鬼「そうだなｱ、特に印象に残っているのは二人だな。あの二人…珍しい毛色のガキだったな。一番強かった。宍色の髪をしてた。口に傷がある。もう一人は花柄の着物で女のガキだった。小さいし力も無かったが、すばしっこかった」

Teoni “Sodanaa, tokuni inshoni nokotte-irunowa futari dana. Ano futari… mezurashii keirono gaki dattana. Ichiban tsuyokatta. Shishi-irono kamio shiteta. Kuchini kizuga aru. Mo hitoriwa hanagarano kimonoed onnano gaki datta. Chiisaishi chikaramo nakattaga, subashikko-katta.”

Hand Demon “Let’s see… The ones who particularly stand out to me… It’s those two. Those two… That brat’s hair was an unusual color. He was the most powerful. He had pinkish hair. A scar by his mouth. The other one was a female brat in a flowery kimono. She was small and lacking in power, but she was awfully agile.”

炭治郎（ハッ…！この鬼に殺されていた？でも俺は、二人と…）

Tanjiro (Ha…! Kono onini korosarete-ita? Demo orewa, futarito…)

Tanjiro (They had already been killed by this demon? But I was with them!)

手鬼「その面、目印なんだよ。その狐の面がな。鱗滝が彫った面の木目を俺は覚えている。アイツがつけていた天狗の面と同じ彫り方。厄除の面と言ったか？それをつけているせいでみんな喰われた。みんな俺の腹の中だ。鱗滝が殺したようなもんだ。クフフフッ。これを言った時、女のガキは泣いて怒ってたなｱ、フフフ…そのあとすぐ動きがガタガタになったからな。フフフフ！手足を引き千切ってそれから…」

Teoni “Sono men, mejirushi nandayo. Sono kitsuneno mengana. Urokodakiga hotta menno mokumeo orewa oboete-iru. Aitsuga tsukete-ita tenguno mento onaji horikata. Yakujono mento ittaka? Soreo tsukete-iru-seide minna kuwareta. Minna oreno harano nakada. Urokodakiga koroshita-yona monda. Kufufufu. Koreo itta-toki, onnano gakiwa naite okottetanaa, fufufu… Sono ato sugu ugokiga gata-gatani natta-karana. Fufufufu! Teashio hiki-chigitte sorekara…”

Hand Demon “That mask. I can tell by the fox masks. I know the texture of the masks Urokodaki carved. The same style of carving he used for his own goblin mask. Warding masks, right? Everyone got eaten just because they were wearing them. They’re all here inside my belly. Urokodaki might as well have killed them himself! When I said that to the girl, she was crying and fell into a rage. And right after that, she lost control of her movements. I ripped off her limbs, and then…”

炭治郎「クッ！やああああ！」

Tanjiro “Ku! Yaaaaa!”

Tanjiro “Grr… Yahhh!!”

錆兎「落ち着け炭治郎、呼吸が乱れている。もういいんだ、俺たちのことは!!」

Sabito “Ochitsuke Tanjiro, kokyuga midarete-iru. Mo iinda, ore-tachino kotowa!!”

Sabito “Calm down, Tanjiro. Your breathing is uneven. It’s all right. Never mind us!”

剣士候補（アイツがやられているうちに、早く逃げよう…!!）

Kenshi koho (Aitsuga yararete iru-uchini, hayaku nigeyo…!!)

Swordsman candidate (I’m getting out of here while the demons’s taking out that guy!)

手鬼「フフッ、フフフ…また鱗滝のガキが死んだ。フフフフ…あいつ、また自分のガキが帰ってこなくて、どう思うんだろうな？どんな顔するんだろうな？フフフフッ。ああ見たかった…見たかったな…」

Teoni “Fufu, fufufu… Mata Urokodakino gakiga shinda. Fufufufu… Aitsu, mata jibunno gakiga kaette-konakute, do omoundarona? Donna kao surun-darona? Fufufufu. Aa mitakatta… Mitakattana…”

Hand Demon “Another one of Urokodaki’s brats is dying. I wonder who he’s gonna feel when another one of his kids doesn’t come home. I wonder what kind of look he’ll have on his face. Oh man, I wish I could see it.”

竈門茂「兄ちゃん…兄ちゃん…兄ちゃん！」

Kamado Shigeru “Niichan… Niichan… Niichan!”

Shigeru Kamado “Big Bro… Big Bro…! Big Bro!”

炭治郎「ハッ！」

Tanjiro “Ha!”

Tanjiro “Ah!”

手鬼「よけた…まだ動けるのか。遊びがいがあるな！」

Teoni “Yoketa… Mada ugokeru-noka. Asobi-gaiga aruna!”

Hand Demon “He dodged it! So he can still move? Grat! I can have some fun!”

炭治郎（クソッ！いくら手を斬っても、少ししたらまた増える…）

Tanjiro (Kuso! Ikura teo kittemo, sukoshi shitara mata fueru…)

Tanjiro (Damn! No matter how many arms I cut, they grow back in a second!)

手鬼「手を斬ってるだけじゃ、俺は倒せないぞ？もっとも、俺の頸は宍毛のガキでも斬れなかったがな！」

Teoni “Teo kitteru dakeja, orewa taosenaizo? Mottomo, oreno kubiwa shishigeno gaki-demo kire-nakatta-gana!”

Hand Demon “You can’t defeat me just by slashing off my arms. Then again, even that pink-haired brat couldn’t slice off my head!”

炭治郎（こいつはこのままにしておいちゃいけない…また新たな犠牲���が出る前に、今ここで倒す！）

Tanjiro (Koitsuwa kono mamani shite-oicha ikenai… Mata aratana giseishaga deru maeni, ima kokode taosu!)

Tanjiro (I can’t just let this one go. Before any more lives are sacrificed, I gotta bring him down now!)

炭治郎「うああああ！」

Tanjiro “Uaaaa!”

Tanjiro “Ahhh!!”

炭治郎（地面から、鬼の匂い…！）

Tanjiro (Jimen-kara, onino nioi…!)

Tanjiro (A demon’s scent coming from the ground?)

手鬼（たっ高い…仕留め損なった。でもな…空中ではこの攻撃を躱(かわ)せない！）

Teoni (Ta, Takai… Shitome-sokonatta. Demona… kuchu-dewa kono kogekio kawasenai!)

Hand Demon (H-He jumped! Dammit, I missed him! But there’s no way he can dodge this attack in mid-air!)

真菰「やっぱり、炭治郎も負けるのかな？あいつの頸、硬いんだよね」

Makomo “Yappari, Tanjiromo makeruno-kana? Aitsuno kubi, katainda-yone.”

Makomo “Do you think Tanjiro’s going  to lose, too? His neck is so tough, after all.”

錆兎「負けるかもしれないし、勝つかもしれない。ただ、そこには一つの事実があるのみ。炭治郎は…誰よりも硬く、大きな岩を斬った男だということ」

Sabito “Makeru-kamo shirenaishi, katsu-kamo shirenai. Tada, soko-niwa hitotsuno jijitsuga aru-nomi. Tanjirowa… dare-yorimo kataku, ookina iwao kitta otokodato iukoto.”

Sabito “He may lose, and yet, he may win. Either way, there’s one irrefutable fact. That Tanjiro… is the man who sliced the toughest, largest boulder of all.”

手鬼「はじかれた！」

Teoni “Hajikareta!”

Hand Demon “He deflected me!”

炭治郎「全集中・水の呼吸！」

Tanjiro “Zen-shuchu, Mizuno Kokyu!”

Tanjiro “Total Concentration! Water Breathing!”

手鬼（間合いに入られた…！大丈夫だ、俺の頸は硬い。こいつは斬れない）

Teoni (Maaini hairareta…! Daijobuda, oreno kubiwa katai. Koitsuwa kirenai.)

Hand Demon (He got too close to me! Not to worry. My neck is tough! He can’t slash it!)

炭治郎「壱ノ型…」

Tanjiro “Ichino Kata…”

Tanjiro “First Form…”

手鬼（首を斬り損ねたところで、頭を握り潰してやる。あいつと同じように！）

Teoni (Kubio kiri-sokoneta tokorode, atamao nigiri-tsubushite-yaru. Aitsuto onaji-yoni!)

Hand Demon (As soon as he fails to cut my neck, I’m going to crush his head! Just like I did to the other one!)

炭治郎「うあああああ!!!」

Tanjiro “Uaaaaa!!!”

Tanjiro “Uahhhh!!”

手鬼「うっ！」

Teoni “U!”

Hand Demon “Ugh…”

炭治郎「水面斬(みなもぎ)り!!!」

Tanjiro “Minamo-Giri!!!”

Tanjiro “Water Surface Splash!”

ーーーーー

大正コソコソ噂話　その３　ーTaisho Secretー

炭治郎「水面斬り！どうだ禰豆子？兄ちゃんかっこいいだろ！」

Tanjiro “Minamo-Giri! Doda Nezuko? Niichan kakko-iidaro!”

Tanjiro [“Water Surface Splash! What do you think, Nezuko? Isn’t your big bro cool?”]

炭治郎「えっ！錆兎のほうがかっこいい？ね…禰豆子～！そ…そうだ、試験会場の周りには、藤の花がたくさん咲いていて綺麗だったぞ。人間に戻ったら見に行こうな」

Tanjiro “E! Sabitono hoga kakko-ii? Ne…Nezukooo! So…Soda, shiken-kaijono mawari-niwa, fujino hanaga takusan saite-ite kirei dattazo. Ningenni modottara mini ikona.”

Tanjiro [“What? Is Sabito cooler? Ne, Nezuko! Y-Yes! There were lots of wisteria flowers blooming around the exam place and it was beautiful. Let’s go see it after you turn back into human.”]

炭治郎「ここで、大正コソコソ噂話。金髪の少年・善逸は選別試験を嫌がって、師匠にめちゃくちゃビンタされてきたらしいよ」

Tanjiro “Kokode, Taisho koso-koso uwasa-banashi. Kinpatsuno shonen, Zen’itsuwa senbetsu-shiken’o iya-gatte, shishoni mecha-kucha binta sarete-kita-rashiiyo.”

Tanjiro “Now, it’s time for a Taisho secret! A blond boy named Zenitsu… I heard he was brought here after he got slapped by his master for refusing to take the selection exam.”

炭治郎「次回、第五話『己の鋼』」

Tanjiro “Jikai, dai-gowa, ‘Onoreno Hagane’.”

Tanjiro “Next, Episode 5, ‘My Own Steel’!”

(Continue to Episode 5 )

*Orange-colored sentences in [ ] are my translation, since I couldn’t find real ones in You Tube.

[hiyorisarugaki]

Big-headed, cynical wanna-be princess who doesn't want to admit her Stockholm Syndrome

“I WILL PUNCH YA SO HARD YA MIGHT WAKE UP HANDSOME!”

[mackydesigns]

Custom White Vinyl Car Decal Design.

[kageyuji]

remember when bakugou said “If u want me to listen then get your knees and beg.” How would todoroki, deku and bakugou react to their crush saying that to a villain during a fight.

This is kind of short, sorry about that 😅

Todoroki —

You had a tendency to trash talk whenever you faught villains, it was something you had developed after watching your favorite heroes for so long

Whenever the villain gave you a smirk and told you to behave, you couldn’t help yourself

“If you want me to listen, then get on your knees and beg!”

Todoroki s t o p s

He just?? Kinda looks at you??

He’s too innocent and oblivious to think about the inappropriate undertones, but he definitely knows that he liked something about what you said

He’s blushing, he’s blushing so hard

If you try to talk to him or have any kind of contact with him afterwards, he’s so stiff?

Like he’s just a sitting there like 😳

Sbdiddbdh sweet baby boy is so nervous

He will die once he realizes the sexual undertones to it

He cannot look at you in the same light anymore sbsbdm

Izuku —

Izuku’s eyes were on you, despite the fact that he was supposed to be fighting the villains in front of him

But he didn’t want you to get hurt, so he was watching you. Secretly and carefully, but still watching you

That was until he heard the words “of you want me to listen, then get on your knees and beg!” leave your mouth

Instantly trips over his own feet or gets hit by the villain that he’s fighting

He doesn’t really seem to notice it though, he’s focused on you

He’s blushing and hardly function like a normal human being

It’s very obvious that his attention is not on the villain, but luckily one of the other heroes around took care of them

If you talk to him afterwards, it’s not like you are going to have much of a two-person conversation

It’s more like talking to a wall, a wall that is simply making squeaks and doing lots of hand motions

He’s a stuttering and blushing mess around you now, he cannot form coherent sentences or even words around you

Bakugou —

Being that you were crushing on Bakugou and vice versa, it was known fact that you had a tendency — be it intentional or not — to pick up on some things he did

The particular thing you had picked up on was him saying “if you want me to listen, then get on your knees and beg!”

He does not have any idea you heard him say that

But when he hears you say it?? Oh no

He turns around so fast, a little conflicted as what he should feel

Proud? Maybe?

Proud, that’s the feeling he’s been thinking about

“Hell yeah, Y/n!”

You are now under Bakugou’s wing, congratulations

If you say it again though, he will blush.

Do not mention his blushing, he will either kill your or he himself will die of embarrassment.

Maybe both

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[omoi-no-hoka]

A friend told me that when a native Japanese comments on your Nihongo speaking by saying きれいな言葉 (kirei na kotoba), it's not really a compliment and is contrary to what the phrase literally means. If this phrase is directed to someone, what's the most polite reaction/action that the person should have/do next?

Hmm. This is a very interesting ask. I wonder if your friend is a Japanese person or a non-native speaker, because it’s not a compliment I’ve heard much. To be honest, receiving praise about my Japanese is a huge pet peeve of mine, so I’d like to delve into this topic a little bit. Let me talk about why they praise us even when all we say is a simple “arigatou,” and then how you can respond to that praise.

Note: You will see me refer to “foreigners” (a.k.a. “Non-Japanese people) as “gaijin” in this article. “Gaijin” （外人） is a truncated version of “gaikokujin” 外国人 (a person from outside of Japan). By removing the middle “koku” (country), we are left with the word gaijin, which literally translates to “outsider.”

Some people see this as an offensive term, and I am one of them. So when I use the word “gaijin,” I do it order to highlight how foreigners are truly viewed as “outsiders” in certain circumstances by certain Japanese people. 

Note 2: You are WAY more likely to receive praise if you clearly do not look Japanese. This post is told from my perspective, a girl so white she freaking glows in the dark.

Stereotypes of Gaijin Held by Japanese People

If you go to Japan and try to use Japanese, no matter how fluent or non-fluent you are, you will be complimented on your Nihongo by Japanese strangers. Japanese people are very quick to give compliments even if all you say is a simple “arigatou gozaimasu.” As a people they are polite and complimentary, and they appreciate even small gestures like you taking the time to learn “arigatou” even though you’re a tourist, for example. Some of these compliments are sincere, and other times they say it because even if your Japanese isn’t good, at least you’re trying, and they appreciate the effort. 

There are quite a few TV shows in Japan that capitalize on gaijin in Japan, such as “YOU wa nani shi ni Nippon he?” (Why did YOU come to Japan?) in which they scavenge for interesting gaijin at airports and follow them on their trips. (I was once picked up for this show, but when I was like, “Yo I’m just going back home to Hokkaido and starting up work tomorrow,” they were like, “oh, you are not the gaijin image that we want to show Japan” and ditched me lol.)

Basically, most of these shows like to capitalize on a very particular image of gaijin:

They cannot speak Japanese, or at most can only speak broken Japanese, and they certainly can’t read Japanese

They cannot use chopsticks well

They do not like/fully appreciate Japanese food, like raw fish, meat, or eggs

They generally do not understand Japanese customs. (I watched one episode about a hippie dude who was walking around Japan BAREFOOT. BAREFOOT. ENTERING SHOPS AND PLACES WITHOUT SHOES ON, FEET FILTHY. He said, “Japanese people are so nice--no one minds if I come in barefoot.” THEY DO MIND, YOU INGRATE. THEY’RE JUST TOO POLITE TO TELL YOU TO GET THE EFF OUT. Who knows how many Japanese people think that Americans think it’s okay to walk around barefoot now, even though we have “No shoes no shirt no service” signs everywhere for this very purpose!)

Only 3% of the Japanese population is non-Japanese. This means that many, many Japanese people have never met a gaijin in person and base their assumptions of us entirely off the media and the stereotypes proliferated there. 

One of the things Japanese people (and most other people in the world, for that matter) mistakenly believe is that Japanese is the hardest language in the world to learn. 

Real talk: from an unbiased, purely linguistic standpoint, there is no such thing as a “hard” or “easy” language. There is such a thing as “linguistic distance,” which measures how much one language and another differs. For example, Italian and Spanish share so much grammar and similar vocabulary that their distance is short. Conversely, there is a substantial linguistic distance between Spanish and Korean.

However, a short linguistic distance does not equal “easy to learn.” 

Japanese is quite distant from all languages other than Korean. And yeah, kanji’s a bitch. I won’t argue with you there. But from personal experience, as a native English speaker, I found German harder to learn than Japanese, despite German being much linguistically closer to my native language. It all varies from person to person. 

But many Japanese people will tell you, “Japanese is so hard, isn’t it? It’s so impressive that you can speak it. It’s the hardest language.” And then their eyeballs drop out of their sockets when you tell them that you can read tHe KaNjI as well. 

Many Japanese people are convinced that not only is Japanese the hardest language in the world, but also almost no foreigners are able to speak it. This, coupled with their culture of politeness, leads them to be quick to praise our use of Japanese, no matter how good or bad it is. 

And therein lies my pet peeve with quick praise. Just a simple “arigatou gozaimasu” and some Japanese people will fawn over how sugoi your nihongo is, and in my eyes it sort of diminishes the actual level of sugoi my nihongo is. If that makes sense lol. I guess I just wish that people would treat me like a fellow Japanese person instead of a gaijin.

Common Praise

Here are some common phrases you might hear if someone is impressed with your Japanese, listed roughly from most common to least:

日本語がとてもお上手ですね！ Nihongo ga totemo ojouzu desu ne! You are very good at Japanese!

日本語ペラペラですね！ Nihongo perapera desu ne! You’re fluent in Japanese!

日本人みたいに喋れるじゃん！ Nihonjin mitai ni shabereru jan! You can speak just like a Japanese person!

日本人より日本語喋れるじゃん！ Nihonjin yori nihongo shabereru jan! You speak Japanese better than Japanese people do!

ナマリがまったくない！ Namari ga mattaku nai! You don’t have an accent at all!

発音がきれいです！ Hatsuon ga kirei desu! Your pronunciation is beautiful!

綺麗なお言葉です。 Kireina okotoba desu. You speak beautifully.

Y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever heard that last compliment before. To me, it sounds a little...stiff. Like maybe something an employee at a store would say to the customer who is trying to talk to them, and the employee is trying to be polite, but may not be 100% sincere. Sometimes that stiff, formal Japanese hides a person’s true warmth, though, so it’s a bit hard to tell. 

How to Respond to Praise

In America, if you are praised, it is common to reply with a “Thank you,” and then you can follow that up with a sign of humility or pride, like “Thank you, but I still have a lot to learn,” or “Thank you, I’ve been studying for a few years now!”

However, in Japan, you do not thank them. Instead, you contradict them. If someone says, “You are very good at Japanese!” you are meant to say “No, I’m not at all.”

This is not only limited to praise regarding Japanese. If someone says your outfit looks cute, you should say something like, “Really? This shirt is so old it’s about to get holes in it.” If someone says you are good at sports you should say, “Oh no, I’m terribly clumsy. Today must be a lucky day.” For example.

If they continue to praise you a second time, deny it again. 

If they praise you a third time, then you can say something like, “It’s thanks to you,” or “I’ve had a lot of help to get to this point.” Basically, you make sure that you are not prideful, and you give credit to those around you.

Japanese culture appreciates humility over pride, and puts others before oneself. These two facets of culture greatly shape nearly every social interaction.

Here are some things you can say if someone praises your Japanese:

いえいえ、まだ勉強中です！ Ie ie, mada benkyou-chuu desu! No no, I’m still learning!

いえいえ、まだまだです。 Ie ie, mada-mada desu. No no, I still have a long way to go.

いえいえ、そんなことないです。 Ie ie, sonna koto nai desu. No no, not at all.

My favorite is the “benkyou-chuu” one, because I’ll be studying Japanese until the day I die. 

As an extra little thing to make you even more natural, when you say the “ie ie,” do this hand motion (and not the facial expression lol):

This little hand wave in front of the face, with the tip of your middle finger at the same height as the tip of your nose, is a Japanese hand gesture that means...man, how do I put this into words?

“No no, you are thinking too highly of me” or “No no, don’t go to such trouble for me” or “No no, I’m fine, thank you.” It’s a super handy gesture!

HAH, “handy”

Anyways. You can use this gesture when you are declining praise, but you can also use it at a restaurant, for example. Maybe a waitress asks, “Do you want another beer?” And you can give the little hand wave and a smile to mean, “I’m good, thanks.” You can also say “Kekkou desu” as you do the motion.

Hope this post was of use to you!

[hazelfoureyes]

Cheezus CRISPUS, did you read the other works this past week?! fuuuuck...do...do I wanna fuck Adam now?! no...shh, no. fight the darkness....

Here is this week's schedule heheh

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Masterlist for Kinktober (Thank you Syn!)

Kinktober 2024 - Day 7 - Amen

Lucifer takes the time to properly worship his lover's soft, inviting body.

꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷

「warnings/promises: Lucifer x SoftAFAB!Reader, I don't want to say curvy reader because sometime out body folds not curves, no sex just Luci lavishing reader's curves and softness with kisses, because fuck we don't love them enough, short short short because it was a love letter, little pussy lick just as a treat, I will sing the praises of thick and soft thighs and bellies until you get aroused looking at your own reflection」

꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷

MDNI 🛕🛐

Lucifer always had you start the evening sitting on the bed, because he liked the way your stomach touched your thighs.

What good was existing if he couldn’t indulge in the pleasures of a luxurious body?

He wanted his lips to press into soft flesh. He wanted his hands to roam over bounty and curves. 

Luci began at your feet, so that he could look up at you from a proper place of worship — his knees.

Each foot doted on and caressed, hands sliding up calves that he praised for carrying his love to him. His mouth gave his gratitude up to your thighs. He kept them closed at first, and peppered the skin available with increasingly lingering pecks. His fingertips ghosted over dimpled flesh, evidence you were real and not just a painting of a well kept woman. 

“On your back, please.” He instructed and you followed without hesitation.

He didn’t know where to continue next. He never did. A starved man staring down a banquet — he wanted to grab and touch every part of you until he was sure he was satiated. 

But he had to begin somewhere, so he returned to the comfort of your thighs. With your legs open, he lied on his stomach and brought his mouth back to your body.

His lips parted and he pulled the skin of your inner thigh between them. As he drew closer to your core you could feel his smile sliding up and in.

And when his hungry mouth swiped his tongue between your folds your thighs tightened around his head.

Closing the temple doors on a devotee? He’d call it cruel if he didn’t feel his cock jump against the blanket at the feeling of your heated skin filling in the negative space of his adoration. He’d be happy to die, for the first time, smothered between your legs.

But he moved on, after a quick kiss to your bud. He lifted his head to kiss his way up. Finally, his hands could explore and squeeze the divine shape of you. 

He blanketed your stomach in unseen prayer, words whispered into the beauty of a temple grande and generous in its refuge. 

On a hot day you were his reprieve that let his mind go dull and quiet and exist in the most simple of pleasures; his head on your lap, your hands in his hair. And cold nights were made sweat inducing with his inability to tire of the way you shook and jiggled with every harsh thrust. How could he keep his eyes off of you when even your skin echoed his love?

Luci knew he must not lose focus now,  not yet. The ritual wasn’t done, and he couldn’t truly indulge until he first said grace.

Your breasts were not made for his pleasure or attention but he was grateful you allowed him to give both. His hands were cups you overflowed, inviting in the way you spilled from his palms. To be made too great to be held in even an angel’s hands, flesh and fat and bone that formed in God’s image as they saw fit. Designed by a universe far too vast to see in a single look, much like a figure he could endlessly lose himself in. A body even the king of hell couldn’t adore in a single pass.

He tried his best with his mouth to take you in as he would a round and freckled apple. 

Luci moaned into your chest, leaving marks as he found himself desperate to claim this body for his own. Like every Roman villa had a deity and an altar, he needed to make it clear he had his. A shapeshifting shrine that changed with the whims of his goddess; his lap, his hands, his tongue.

Along your neck he kissed ever soft lines until he reached your chin. 

Now, he was in church. His body resting on yours where his weeping cock now pressed into your gates. 

How many centuries had he watched man recreate such delights in stone, wood, oil, and light? And now here it was; in the flesh. 

He may have forced God to abandon Eden, but he was grateful to find his own safe, personal paradise in you.

Lucifer kissed your cheeks and then your nose. When you smiled, he smiled back. His hands wandered down to grip handfuls of your thighs as his brow rose suggestively.

“Ready to begin?”

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[burnedbyshoto]

a sloppily thrown together, my small take on what happens to bakugou if izuku finally listened to his bullying & ended his life:

“you shitty fucking idiot,” bakugou wants to growl but can only pitifully whimper instead.

his head is spinning, his heart an inferno, and the tears refuse to fall from his eyes in the same way the bile refuses to escape his throat. he’s feeling things he has no right to be feeling, shaking with emotions he can’t figure out why he’s feeling because he doesn’t care about midoriya izuku! he doesn’t! he hasn’t in years! fucking years, damnit! “you’ve never listened to a single damn thing i’ve ever told you, a-and now... then you decided to listen? now you fucking listen to me?! werent you supposed to be the best?! how you can be the fucking best six feet under, hah?! fucking better than all might my ass!! what the f-fuck is wrong with you, d-deku?!”

bakugou katsuki stands in front of midoriya izuku’s tomb today.

it’s been ten years since his “tragic death,” one that people only ended up caring about because it happened at school. no one cared because he was quirkless, no one even cared to ask why he had climbed up those stairs that day, no one but midoriya inko had screamed and screeched, sobbing as she collapsed on the hospital stairs.

the funeral was meek and small. inko was alone, as hisashi couldn’t break away from work, and the bakugous had only shown up because of mitsuki’s relationship with inko. katsuki had stayed in the car, he refused to see the service, refused to see izuku’s blubbering, worse for wear mother absolutely losing it, refused to see the bin that held izuku’s dead essence.

he refused to see him then, utterly consumed with emotions he couldn’t deal with.

so here he was now.

bakugou katsuki, for the past ten years, has been living a life aiming for the top that has become harder and increasingly bitter. he went to ua, was taught by all might, watched all might weather and eventually die, he watched his classmates rise above all, and he grew up. but for ten years, he also found himself unable to go home, unable to talk about his childhood, unable to fully connect with his classmates.

he woke up, got ready, worked, got home, slept.

repeat.

repeat.

repeat.

he was still angry, still meeting people head on, but there was also something clearly haunting him.

he cursed people out, but he never said to die, he never said to go to hell, never said people would rather wish they were dead.

his classmates watched as their usual stoic, angry classmate break down into a sobbing mess when he got too drunk and they dubbed a stuffed broccoli doll an official classmate of theirs.

he freezes up whenever someone mentions that they’re a deku, even if jokingly.

he gazed at freckles just a bit longer, curls just a bit more.

they watch as bakugou katsuki, the person they expect the least to be gentle with people standing on the edge of the building, become raw, emotional, almost still. no one mentions that he’s crying when he comes off the building with the trembling middle schooler who is sobbing uncontrollably.

no mentions how bakugou katsuki is a prime volunteer in suicide watch, a loud advocate in suicide prevention.

everyone just suspects it’s just something he’s really into, a rare hyperfixation he has on his way to number one.

at twenty-five, bakugou katsuki has somehow made number one. somehow despite the way a curly, green haired ghost continues to haunt him, he makes it. but there’s no joy in it, there’s no sense of relief and satisfaction to this win.

mirio had all mights quirk, but he lost it at a mission in high school. he had been lucky to get his original quirk back, honestly to be alive, but the girl with the time quirk could only give him back his original quirk.

todoroki somehow has managed with only using half of his quirk. he’s lucky to be this far up with only 50% of his quirk, and he was still so cold, he, like half of his quirk, was ice cold.

bakugou can’t even remember who else is in the top ten outside of them two, he just knows they were his heaviest contenders, and he had won. but he knew it was all wrong, that something was needed to make it right, but he wasn’t sure where exactly to fix it.

so in some attempt to make himself better, to make this complete victory real, he finally ends up back in the one place he’s avoided for years. in both mind and person.

he shows up with a small bowl of katsudon, a tiny detail about izuku he remembers clear as day. it’s been ten years since he’s seen izuku, more since he knew anything about izuku, but the moment he steps in front of the stone it feels as if he’s fifteen again.

fifteen, dumb, and with burning fear for the one person in his life he couldn’t figure out and therefore feared. he hated what he feared, he hated that if izuku had just the slight bit of luck and gotten a quirk he would be his greatest rival. he hated that izuku was quirkless. he hated himself for letting it all mean so much to him in the end. he hated that he could never officially apologize to izuku, to hear that stupid kacchan in his ears one more time, to grip that shitty bastards cheeks tight in his hands and tell him that if he decided to actually jump off that roof he was going to fucking kill him.

just the other day bakugou katsuki felt like he could barely remember midoriya izuku, but just now, everything he could ever remember comes back. the curly dark green eyes, the eyes that shone no matter what emotion he was feeling, the eight dark identical freckles on his cheeks that outshine the lighter stardust on the rest of his face. he remembers the shy dimple on izuku’s mouth, and the way his voice trembles when he spoke, tremble everyone focused and ignored the steely unbreakabke spine in his tone.

where was the unbreakable izuku he knew?!

so bakugou katsuki for the first time reads midoriya izuku’s tombstone and in a feat much similar to midoriya inko ten years ago, loses it.

he curses, spits, cries, screams.

he screams until his voice is hoarse and every last thing he has ever wanted to say to midoriya izuku has tumbled past his lips and has undoubtedly woken up izuku’s dead form.

“fuck you,” bakugou snarls, it’s a weak snarl, it’s too wet, too much of a pathetic whimper. “i got number one, just like i said i would! i got number one and your stupid shitnerd self wasn’t around to watch me! ‘kacchan sugoi’ my fucking ass!! you shitty fucking nerd thinking that you should listen to me, why the fuck would you? i bet you’re laughing at me, aren’t you? laughing because i’m like this despite you not meaning shit to me. you fucking damn coward, just you f-fucking wait.”

bakugou katsuki storms away that day and decides he will continue to be the best.

he’ll be the best knowing that shitty nerd will watch him no matter where he is.

it takes years, disasterous highs and lows, but bakugou katsuki is finally in his deathbed. he was the number one hero for years, he was famous for his work with advocating for mental health with particular emphasis on the quirkless. he was still angry, still cursing villains, screaming at civilians, and he angrily cries whenever someone does anything remotely wrecklessly self-sacrificing in front of him.

midoriya inko never truly forgave him, but he appreciated the pot of spicy curry on his work desk after he opened the midoriya izuku foundation when he turned twenty-six.

he lived, loved, and did all he could to be the best version of himself. he learned to accept that midoriya izuku somehow cared for him in spite of it all, and that there was no way izuku could ever laugh at his misery. so he lived. he was living his best so that the nerd he was so desperately hoping was watching him from wherever he was happy too.

please be happy.

and with a drawing, shaky last breath, bakugou katsuki closes his eyes for the last time.

“kacchan, hi!”

“...hey, deku.”

[hootpoop12]

Best Homestuck visual/audio fanwork & shitpost of the decade poll RESULTS

BEST POST:

Total amount of votes:  809

Top Five:

1) The Panty Raid (276)

2) Vaska (259) 3) Allegory for Obama Administration (219) 4) All these Goddamn Pancakes (184) 5) Kankri’s Arsenal (136)

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BEST FANWORK: 

Total amount of votes: 848

Top Five:

1) Mambostuck (312 votes)

2) Karkalicious (299) 3) A Lullaby for Gods (261) 4) Rex Duodecim Angelus (228) 5) Cant Fight the Homestuck (169)

(Rest of Poll info under the cut!)

Rest of Best post results:

6) Dirkapitation (122) 7) Judgmental Security Guard (116) 8) HONL (101) 9) JohnDave “theyre too stupid for you” RP (98) 10) Dave and Jade’s Guardians (87) 11) Upd8 Shock Blanket (83) 12) Karkat will now die for you (75) 13) I am descending these stairs (75) 14) Beta Troll Sadstuck (61) 15) Hat hat (61) 16) Summary of Homestuck  (57) 17) Just like Vriska (53) 18) Vriska Quarentine  (46) 19) Beta Troll Fusion  (44) 20) Homestuck influenced hair (41) 21) A Captive Audience  (40) 22) Polar Express  (38) 23) Just a Comedian  (26) 24) Always Forgotten  (14) 25) Ronald Donald  (13)

Honorable mentions (from optional suggestion box): 

-Capitalism said the tree, The naruto debate, Homestucks can’t draw kids, tumblr blood color chart, rorb lalorb, lusus malfoy, snoop dog/muelin/damara weed fanart snoop retweeted, and most of all the Karkalicious suggestions despite this being about posts.

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Rest of Best Fanworks results: 

6) Sugoi Quest for Kokoro (148) 7) After Us (147) 8) Caliborn goes to Starbucks (131) 9) Baby is You (121) 10) Detective Pony (92) 11) Ugly Story (80) 12) How far we’ve Come (78) 13) Theatre of Cooltey (69 nice)  14) Blue Lips (66) 15) Run to You (63)  16) Dave and John Respond to Memo (33)  17) Heinoustuck (32)  18) The Popo (30) 19) Counting Starsigns (28)  20) Warriors Lyricstuck (26) 21) Home Lyricstuck (25) 22) Volatile times Lyricstuck (23) 23) Amsterdam Lyricstuck (22) 24) Promstuck (20) 25) Light em up Lyricstuck (15) 

Honorable mentions:

-John: just lose it, Lets Read Homestuck by voxus, ke$hastuck, hussiequest, Salt and pepper diner, Sufferer’s final sermon, and most of all Karkalicious which was suggested a lot despite the fact it was the first option of every question. 

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End Thoughts/Corrections:

So both these polls were basically created in a day on a whim. I asked a bunch of people on here and twitter for suggestions for any I might have missed and that’s all she wrote. Here are a few things that are important to consider when looking at this data:

-Since these polls were made rather fast due there are few obvious options missing! I came at this with a casual approach and it might show a little. I started within the time close to the new year so people would still be interested. Though, I really do wish I thought of this a week or month before the end of 2019 so I could have spent more time collecting suggestion.

-The fan works poll was made second and was mandatory to pick your three top choices. This led to an even 848 people across the board picking their three. The Best Post poll was made so only the first question was mandatory and the other two were optional. This led to the first question having 809 responses while the other two had 748 and 752 respectively. If to be redone I would do it the way I did it with fan works. Again this was the first poll I’ve made so some minor mistakes were made. Lesson learned!

-The biggest regret was how I categorized the options. I first made Best Posts without knowing that I was going to make one for fan works so I had Tang’s Vaska video placed there when I now would have rather I’d put it in best Fan works. Same goes for things such as Tang’s Kankri’s arsenal. I sort of wish I made best posts explicitly text posts (with art responses is fine) and placed things such as comics and animatics in fan works instead. This has kept me up at night a little lol 

The plan is to one day make a poll for Best Fanfictions but for now I rest, thank you.

[nihongomoji]

Inuyasha Japanese Words and Phrases

Higurashi Jinja

The "Higurashi Shrine." The name of the shrine Kagome and her family live at.

Hone Kui no Ido

The name of the "bone-eaters well" that is the portal between Kagome's and Inuyasha's worlds. It is part of the Higurashi Jinja.

Sengoku Jidai

The name of Inuyasha's world. "The Warring Period" or "Fudal Japan"

Shikon no Tama

The name of the jewel that Kikyo protected. It gives youkai more power, and can destroy them at the same time.

Shikon no Kakera

The pieces of the Shikon no Tama that Kagome and Inuyasha are searching for. If a youkai gets ahold of one piece, their powers increase.

Youkai

A "monster/demon". Sengoku Jidai is filled with them. Inuyasha's father was a demon, and Fluffy is one.

Hanyou

A half demon. Inuyasha is a hanyou.

Youryoku

Demon strength. Sometimes this is the reason humans go after the Shikon no Tama/Kakera

Shingetsu

The new moon, when Inuyasha turns into a human.

Tessaiga

The name of Inuyasha's sword. It belonged to his father, and usually changes from a rusty, old sword to a powerful one. Though sometimes it fails, like when Inuyasha is in human form. But in English it is known Tetsusaiga.

Hijinkessou

The name of Inuyasha's attack where he uses his own blood. (Blades of Blood)

Sankontessou

A name of one of Inuyasha's attacks. (Iron Revert Soul Shater)

Kitsunebi

The name of Shippou's attack. (Fox Fire)

Kazaana

An "empty hole", the name of the "black hole" like object in Miroku's hand.

Hiraikotsu

The name of Sango's attack, using her boomerang-like weapon.

Shinidamachuu

Name of the serpent like creatures that take and carry souls of the living to Kikyou.

Saimyoushou

Name of the poisonous flying insects of Naraku's. If they enter Miroku's Kazaana, they'll poison him.

Kaze no Kizu

Name of Inuyasha's attack where he "finds" the scent of the wind, and uses the Tetsusaiga to do some powerful damage.

Tenseiga

Name of Sesshoumaru's Sword, which can only be used to save others. Osuwari

This is all Kagome has to say to make Inu-Yasha's head ran into the ground. This happens because of the Prayer-Beads around his neck.

Sankontessou

ai - love

ai shiteru - I love you

anata - you (commonly used)

ano - well... (Kagome uses this a lot)

are - (ah-reh) Huh?

arigato - thank you

arigatougouzaimasu - thank you very much (much more polite)

atashi - me (female version)

baka - idiot/stupid/moron (who doesn't know this word?)

bishoujo - pretty girl (for instance, Sango)

bishounen - pretty boy (for instance, Sesshoumaru)

boku - me/I (used by males and pretty informal)

chibi - little, small

chikuso - dammit

chotto - a little

chuu-gakkou - middle school

daijoubu - in question form it means, "Are you ok". Just said out as a statement means "I'm fine."

dame - bad, no good

demo - but

fuku - uniform. Like Kagome's school clothes.

gakkou - school

gakkousei - student

genki - energy, healthy, happy, entergetic

gomen - I'm sorry. Gomen nasai means I'm very sorry.

hai - yeah, yes, ok

Hanyou - (Han-yoh) Han = half, You = demon. So, half-demon. In this case, Inuyasha is a hanyou because his father was a youkai and his mother was a human.

hentai - pervert

hime - princess

hokora - small shrine. Such as the one that the Bone Gobbling well is concealed in.

houshi - monk. Miroku's a houshi, though a perverted one at that.

iie - no

inu - dog

Inuyasha - Inu = dog, Yasha = Demon, so "Dog-demon". The kanji breakdown of his name translate to "Dog Night Wars/Gang" according to a Japanese woman who I had the pleasure of talking to in Tsukuba City, Japan. (Of course I had to ask her about Inuyasha. ^_^)

itai - owch

ja ne - or just plain out 'ja' mean 'see you later'

jigoku - hell

Kagome - A song for children that many Japanese people know. Besides being the heroine's name, there was some meaning behind it, actually.

Kami - God. Kami-Sama would be talking about god, or some very high ranking person, such as an emperor.

kappa - water demon

katana - Japanese samurai styled sword

kawaii - cute

kaze - wind

ki - spirit, energy

kimi - you (male form to close friends or children)

kisama - you (very insulting) Inuyasha uses this a lot when talking to enemies or just in general since he is a potty mouth.

kitsune - fox. Shippou is a kitsune youkai or fox demon.

Kokoro - Spirit, love, heart, soul. Various meanings, but all have to do with spirit.

konnichi wa - hello

kunoichi - female ninja

mamouru - to protect

mamotte ageru - I'll protect you.

matte - Stop! (male)

miko - priestess (What Kikyou is)

minna - everyone

mou - sign of exasperation, like sighing

nani - what?

Ningen - Human

ohayo - good morning

oi! - hey! (male) Inuyasha uses this a lot

oji - prince

ojo - princess

onegai - please?

Oni - Devil

onna - woman

ore - me (rude)

oswari - sit! (dog style, go figure) This is used to subdue Inuyasha by Kagome.

otoko - male, guy, man

otoko no ko - boy (Kagome first calls Inuyasha this when she first discovers him)

otou-san - father

owari - the end

sake - wine

Sengoku Jidai - age of warring states. Era where Inuyasha lives

senpai - upperclassmen

Shikon no Tama - Jewel of Four Souls or the Four Souled Jewel. In this story, the jewel contains four spirits of the world and was created by a priestess named Midoriko who lived long before even Inuyasha's time. This is a powerful jewel that can grant anyone strength.

shin-e - die

Shouki - evil aura given off by youkai

Shoujo - General word for girl

Shounen - General word for boy

sora - sky

sugoi - cool! awesome!

sumimasen - I'm sorry, please excuse me.

Tai - As in taiyoukai. Tai means ultimate, surpreme, or great. So, taiyoukai would mean "Great Demon" which is what Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru's father was.

tamashi - life

tetsusaiga - Inuyasha's sword that was left behind for him from his father. It transforms into a large fang when it is held by someone who wishes to protect Humans and can only work with Inuyasha. When it's not transformed, it appears as a rusty old katana.

ursai - shut up (Inuyasha says this to Kagome a lot)

uso - a lie

wakaru - I understand.

watashi - I (polite)

watashi wa - I am

yamero - stop it!

yarou - bastard (used towards males)

Youkai - Means "demon" in this sense. The word "you" translates to demon, but the real meaning behind 'youkai' is 'bewitching apparition' which include demons, monsters, goblins, and ghouls. Obake and bakemono mean the same thing as youkai and are other words frequently used for spirits.

yume - dream

zettai - never

*Name Suffixes*

-chan - Used between friends or with someone younger than you. Generally a very friendly suffix such as "Shippou-chan" as Kagome calls Shippou. Used between boyfriends and girlfriends.

-kun - Generally used for males, but can be used for females too. Someone who's close to you as a friend. Kagome calls Kouga "Kouga-kun" to show how she's friendly with him.

-san - Polite and formal. Used for someone at the same position as you or higher. You would use this with strangers if you didn't know them well. It basically means "Ms, Miss, Mr., or Mrs." Miroku calls Kagome "Kagome-san" out of respect.

-dono - Not frequently used in this anime, but in others, like Rurouni Kenshin. Indicates respect and is very polite.

-sama - Very high respect. Used when speaking about gods or someone like an emperor or king. In this case, Kikyou is called "Kikyou-sama" by the villagers that she lived with.

-sensei - Originally means "born earlier than me". Usually used towards your master, teacher, or someone wise in the literature and art. You would call your school teacher by this suffix.

onee-chan/san/sama - what you would call your sister. Souta calls Kagome "Kagome onee-chan". Kaede calls Kikyou "Kikyou onee-sama".

onii-chan/san/sama - what you would call your brother. Souta calls Inuyasha Inu-no-oniichan or the "Dog-eared brother".

jii-chan/san/sama - grandfather. Kagome calls her grandfather "Jii-chan"

[ladybuvelle]

<Certainly there is nothing wrong with finding someone physically appealing, right? Certainly not. Especially if you consider them your significant other! Certainly... It’s not improper to say they look nice.>

<Right?>

She’s worried. She’s never had to worry about expressing her “interest” before. It’s one thing for her to be called “beautiful” or “lovely”. By now she’s quite over it. But for her part, though she’s thought the world of some people in her life, they had only ever remained as that; thoughts. She certainly wasn’t going to write down “I think you are very handsome!” in such plain text with such plain words that had no feeling to them other than the parchment they were written on and cold, wet ink.

A feeling like that, like this, should have more meaning. More than just a nod and a smile when asked “Do you fancy me?”, as if it was such a trivial question. Superficiality is one thing - but it’s another just to be able to truly appreciate someone.

There are lines on his face that tell stories. The very shape and texture of his hands are comfort to her...

Sona just wants to praise him, and tell him how wonderful he is, and how strong he is, and how good he looks - but these feelings are always so big, and she always feels too small to make them work right.

Words just aren’t her forte, she’s decided, since that seems obvious enough.

Though really it’s more of an issue of confidence.