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eulyin · 1 year
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[Miko]
My attempt to make a sweet Genshin fancomic (人´∀`) hope it's good. (Plus 2 extra pages) A song you can listen to for [Miko]. _(:з」∠)_ >> [Hakushin’s Lullaby]
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daze4all · 5 months
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A Fox’s illusory Trick: Kitsune! Reader x Inazuma
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When the Last Thunder Sakura Petal Falls Series
Synopsis: The editor of Yae Publishing Company is tricked into leaving the safety of her nest by her sister and boss Yae Miko to partake in the irodori festival to cosplay as Miss Hina and catches the eye of fans and the original Miss Hina.  
Tags: Miss Hina Cosplay, Romance, Fluff & Angst, Hikkomori Reader
Reader: Kitsune sister of Yae Miko. Hikkomori Reader. Fear of Storms (Astraphobia), Editor of Yae publishing company. Miss Hina Cosplayer. PTSD. Makoto’s familiar fox
Kitsune! Sister to Yae Miko Reader : named Yin (for y/n you or reader)
Next Up:
The Real Miss Hina – Yin meets fellow Miss Hina fan, Itto and Miss Hina herself as  Gorou
Lessons at the Camellia Kamisato House: Yin Meets the host of festival and is invited to flower arranging, dance lessons, and tea with Ayaka and Ayato
Chapter 1: A Fox’s illusory Trick
Yae Miko & Sister Reader (Platonic though slight Sister complex Yae Miko)
Comforted during the storm & dressed up by Yae Miko as Miss Hina 
Dear Miss Hina, 
I love stories. Stories were safe. They could build a world with just a few words and carry off to faraway places. However, recently my sister wished me to get my mind out of stories and step outside. 
However, the outside world is so scary with all the fighting and thunder. I have been inside for so long since the war started that I find it hard to go out. 
Sometimes I freeze up when I so much as I try to even take a step outside and retreat to the comfort of my bedroom to cover myself with blankets and sleep the day away. 
Sincerely 
Bed Bug
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Dear Bed Bug,
I too enjoy stories and change can be scary. Taking the first step outside would be a good place to start. 
Then staying outside longer enjoying the breeze smelling the fresh air and enjoying the scenery might help. Slow but surely start exploring places you feel safe in or places not crowded like the countryside. 
Perhaps with a friend before taking on the city. When facing the future be brave and believe you can do it. Now with the war over there is so much to look forward to as we rebuild and move forward!
Have you ever wanted to visit the places you yearn for in a storybook? That may be obtainable now that the Sakoku decree ended. Change may be scary but see it as writing your own story. 
Sincerely, 
Miss Hina
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Her hands shook reading her reply. Trying to well up the courage to do as the note suggested she had done all the steps, but the city was her last challenge. 
Shutting her eyes tightly she whispered fiercely to herself as if praying for the courage to 
“Just step outside. Just step outside. Then you can see the city and maybe even meet Miss Hina! That’s all you want right after-“
BOOOM FLASH 
Lightning split the sky and she trembled dropping the letter. It was just weather but she was still afraid after all this time. Silly, she should know that Miko’s shrine was the center of storms due to the proximity of the sakura thundertree. 
Still, her voice broke off at the thunderclap. Memories of battles and fallen forms flitting behind her lids leaving her to cower. 
Her thoughts began to skitter cowardly in the other direction. 
“Stay in the temple and Yae can keep you safe.” A warm hand caressed her the last reassuring caress she would feel from her…
Wait just a bit longer for the one who will lift the storm to return and tell you what to do next.
But you know what she would say right?
“Worthless weak pathetic” A figure embracing a fallen form spat at her.
 A familiar voice in her nightmare ever since she fell. 
She had let her go without her- She let her master fall. She could have stopped- 
These thoughts had her in a vice grip as the storm raged leaving her to dash for the safety of next built up with soft blankets and pillow to muffle the storm. Her trembling fluffy ears poked out from under the coverlet of the kotatsu. 
She heard soft padding across the bamboo floor of the temple and stinks of jewelry. She looked up to see the miko skirt and sandals of Yae Miko. The rustle of heavy expensive silk hit her ears as the priestess knelt to face her and peeled back the blanket enough to meet her gaze.
“Oh dear not again I thought we were over this stage” Yae tsked at the huddled bundle as she approached. Her face was concerned and compassionate as this was her sister. Yae Miko made a soft soothing sound to coax her sister from the cover and stop her shivering. “shhhh” she stroked her sister’s ears comfortingly. 
“Ei has already forgiven you and she left Euthymia long ago. You too should leave the safety of your nest now the storm has passed“ reasoned Yae once the worst of the trembling has subsided from her sister form. Outside the storm had lulled to a calming drizzle. 
Yae’s glance wandered to the open door where the wind was blowing and she plucked the abandoned letter before it fluttered out of the sliding doors. 
“I saw your letter. Sister you wish to meet Miss Hina, and go out and socialize yes? Why I have the perfect solution!” Miko tapped the edge of the letter to her lips as a wicked smile slowly spread over the fox lady’s features.
“You do know, I own Yae publishing house? Yae’s sickly sweet vice enticed. The perking up of her sister's ears pleased her. 
“Of course, I work for it after all as an editor” cautiously ventured her sister unsure if she wanted to be involved with her sister’s schemes. 
“So, you’ll be happy to help out at one of the promotional events yes?” said Yea with the sly smile of a cat that had caught its prey. Her shadow fell over her sister. 
Lightning flashed across the sky sending the sister scuttering back into her nest of her covers “What no!” She cried face paling at the thought of socializing making friends and losing them again….
“I cannot keep coddling you,” said Yae in a decided tone at the shivering huddled bundle with fox ears twitched to the oncoming thunderous booms. Her sisters face a fright at the oncoming idea of socializing in a city. 
“You will go to the irodori festival. Dressed as Miss Hina~!” Declared Miko with a sly smile who had decided to impose upon her sister this task for the sake of socializing and better business prospects. 
Several days later at the irodori festival, the kitsune found herself made up, trussed up, and fit into a green kimono lined with white, gold, and black accents. a tied tight with yellow. 
Her eyes were lined in red, and her ears transformed a warm brown complete with a bushy brown tail courtesy of her sister’s kitsune magic. A stronger spell than she could break on her own. 
“Miss Hina won't be happy having someone l-like me dressing up at her what if she presses charges” She said as she teetered in Geta sandals having not worn such high ones in a while.
Don’t worry about that, I’ll tell you a secret miss Hina does not look exactly like this said Yae Miko with a twinkle in her eye as patted down the blush and did her eyebrows 
What? Then what does she look 
“Let’s make a deal you can stop say… when you find the real miss Hina ~, “ Miko said as she applied the rouge to her lips with precise strokes. 
Tilting her chin this way and that to do her sister’s makeup.
"b-but to that" stuttered Yin in protest.
“Precisely it will be good practice for you” chirped Miko as she patted her cheek in mocked concern after finishing up the cosmetics. 
“Please Yae, let’s stop this,” said her sister suddenly feeling fear at the thought of socializing sluice through her suddenly. 
“Oh, dear you look so upset, how about I give you a hint: she leaned down to brush the shell and whispered “You see Miss Hina is not her but him ~” 
Yin sat frozen in shock digesting the news. 
“ Yin, the world is yours explore you just need to take the first step~!” sang Yae Miko mischievously before she got up from the bench, parted the curtains of the tent, and revealed the thronging crowds.
“Wait! Sister!” Yin reached out but in vain as Miko slipped out of the curtained book booth. 
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Kitsune! Sister to Yae Miko Reader : Yin (for y/n you or reader)
A kitsune kin with a talent in transformation & illusions but no vision to speak of.
Dreams of peaceful world under protection of the Raiden shogun and Yae Miko
 
She was more outgoing and playful among friends lost to the past. But became fearful and reserved her trigger being storms for it the last thing she heard when Makoto left her. She has ptsd and trauma from all her friends being dead being trapped in euthymia for so long (probably same as Ei).
Timid, polite and shy she not a fighter but a helper she used her abilities to hide during the archon wars and to hide villages from the fighting.
Her master was the previous Raiden shogun Makoto who she failed to stop from going to khaenriah when she knew her master’s plans thus inviting Ei's ire and grief after Makoto fell in kheanriah.
At one point Yin was stuck in the plane of euthymia for too long to dream of bygone picnics with her lost kitsune, tengu, ogre, and her master as punishment or her own accord but is released by time the war ends.
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sleepytenny · 1 month
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Another old collab with @TickingArt . Pandora and Pluto are the best siblings ever, you can't change my mind. ===== Pluto Saturnino (right) © @sleepytenny Pandora Stern (left) & artwork © @sleepytenny & @tickingart  Please do not steal. AI sampling prohibited. ===== Want me to draw for you? My commissions are open!
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eiswolfzero · 5 months
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Dug out a sketch from beginning of the year to finish it.
Vuto, ever since gaining his second tail, wanted to show his baby sisters that he could participate in their family Kitsune dance (one of the versions at least. in this one they sit in a circle and move their tails in an unified wave, quite difficult, with just two tails).
The family, finding this quite adorable, got together to have a fun evening of stories and dances and Vuto is absolutely beside himself to finally show his sisters.
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zorceus · 1 year
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Masa works design art collection
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quietplace26 · 1 year
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Here's a Ghostwire: Tokyo x Reader series~ It involves most of the cast being some sort of yokai. I'm not including Ed and Dave as I'm not sure how to incude them in. I'm also not including Hannya. He can go die in a hole.
Reader's gender is your choice. (male/female/gn) But I'm gonna try to stick with gn. So they/them pronouns.
Akito: Kitsune
Mari: Kitsune
Erika: ?
Rinko: ?
KK: ?
Yokai au
Reader had always wanted to travel since they were little.
One day after a boring day at work they just decided do it.
So with a map in front of them and a dart in hand, they closed their eyes and threw the dart. Their destination was chosen. Japan.
Luckily Japanese was actually a language they understood and can speak easily!
With all their belongings packed, they head off to Japan for the adventure of the lifetime!
The first few weeks of their trip went well. But it was when they arrived to a tiny village and decided to explore the nearby forest was where the adventure truly began...
"Was I supposed to go right or left?" Reader was looking at a map closely, not paying any attention to their surroundings until they tripped over something.
"Ow!" Faceplanting into the dirt was not a fun experience, but this leads them to finding a path that wasn't on the map.
Feeling curious about this mysterious path, they decided to see what the path had to offer. It offers an old but pretty shrine.
With their curiousity fullfilled, they turn to leave and head back to the village when a loud clap of thunder stops them.
The sky, which was clear seconds ago, was now pitch black and rain was begining to fall!
With no where else to hide from the storm, reader ducks inside the shrine for shelter.
Seeing how hard the rain came down they knew they were probably gonna be stuck out here for the night.
At least they had their stuff with them!
As they settled down for the most likely a long, wet night, reader finally notices how they weren't alone in the shrine.
Two pairs of glowing eyes glared at them from the darkness and growls could be heard from the same direction.
When lighting struck outside, they see that the creatures were actually a pair of black foxes.
A few hours later, and they find themselves with a lapful of cuddly foxes.
It was a rough start at first, but after apologizing to them, in japanese since they noticed how strangely... confused the foxes looked when they spoke in english, and sharing their food with fluffy pair, the foxes quickly went from wary to friendly.
Oh, and the smaller fox was female while the bigger one was male.
As the rain fell more and more, and darkness swallowed up the shrine, reader decided it was time to at least try and settle in for the night. They had a feeling it was going to be a long, cold one...
They woke up the next moring to not only the storm still going strong, but also to a pair of foxes snuggled up under their blanket with them
They wanted to squeal at how cute the fluff balls were~
With the storm still going strong, they decide the best thing to do was to remain in the shrine for the time being. The foxes remained as well, so at the very least, they weren't alone or bored.
They even gave the foxes names! The female was Ebony and the male was Shadow.
They played with the foxes. Playfully chased them around and let chase them in return.
They talked with the foxes. They talked about everything. They told the foxes about where they were from, what they were doing in Japan, and what they hope to do in the future!
They even shared their food with the foxes. Even when they had barely enough for themselve, they willingly gave their portion of the food to their furry little friends!
Shadow looks at his food and back to them. He huffs and nudges the food back over to them with a growl. He was clearly telling them to eat as well. How cute~
The storm finally ends the next day. This meant they could leave and continue on with their travels.
They smile sadly as they rubbed both Ebony and Shadow's furry heads. Both foxes were whining sadly, making reader feel even more sad about leaving their furry little friends.
"Goodbye..." However as they started to leave, a female voice to calls out to them. "W-wait!" And a hand grabs their hand.
Whipping around, they were shocked to see a young girl dressed in a kimono. She was crying and clutching their hand tightly. But what caught their attention the most was the fact she had a pair of fluffy fox ears on her head and a equally fluffy tail swaying behind her.
"D-don't leave!" The girl cried as her fox ears fold back into her head sadly.
Reader could do nothing but blink at the girl, confused as to what was even happening. They zeroed in on her fox ears and mumurred, "Ebony?" Was this girl Ebony?
'Ebony' nodded with a sniffled. "M-my name is Mari..."
Okay then... Glancing behind Mari, they see another figure by the shrine. It was a young man. He too was dressed in a kimono and even had a pair of fox ears like Mari, but unlike Mari who had one tail, he had nine.
In the back of their mind, they recall reading a book about Japan's myths and legends. One of them spoke of foxes with nine tails called Kitsunes...
With Mari cuddled to their side, reader makes their way back to the shrine where the male was waiting. "Shadow?" The Kitsune huffs. "It's Akito to you human." The way he said human was rather insulting. Was he insulting them?!
Also they wanted to pet his ears so badly. They looked so fluffy!
Once the trio was back in the shrine, Mari shifts, and wasn't that a sight to see, into her fox form and snuggles into reader's arms.
Akito goes on to explain that the shrine used to belong to both his and Mari's parents, they were siblings, but when they passed on, it became Akito's duty to run it.
Eventually though, human's forgot about them. This made Akito angry as his parents did so much for the humans of this land, and all they got in return was absolutely nothing!
Wanting nothing to do with humans now, both he and Mari stay in their old shrine, living out their days peacefully away from humans... at least until an odd looking human stumbled into their shrine one rainy night.
They look down at a calmer Mari, who was now dozing off in their lap, and look back at Akito. "Can I ask you a question?"
"What is it human?" Can this pretty boy stop calling them 'human'? It was getting kinda old.
"Is it possible for you and Mari to hide your ears and tails?"
The Kitsune narrows his eyes. "...Yes. Why?"
What was about to come out their mouth was a stupid idea, but reader did stupid things all the time so the hell with it!
"I want you and Mari to come with me as I travel across Japan."
Akito stills, looking wide eyed at them. "You... want us to come with you?" His fluffy ear slowly fold back into his hair and all nine his fluffy tails wrapped around him. He looked so unsure... "Really?"
Reader nodded with a serious look on their face. "Yeah!" They held out a hand to Akito. "Come with me!"
Akito's eyes flickers toward the held out hand. After a moment of hesitation, he reaches out and grabs it.
Reader smiles, and to their delight, the rather serious Kitsune shyly returns it, looking adorably flustered as he did~
Seriously. Can this guy get even more cute?!
"I gotta ask you something. When's the last time you and Mari left this shrine?"
The Kitsune tilts his head, his ears twitching. "Left the shrine?"
"Yeah!"
Akito placed a hand on his chin, humming as he thinked. Reader's smile dimmed slightly. How long had these Kitsune siblings been in self isolation?!
Akito snaps his fingers and smiles. "400 years!"
400... years? Oh dear... This is gonna be quite the shock once Akito and Mari see how far humans come since then...
"Uh... Akito? I think I need to explain a couple things to you before we all leave..."
This might take awhile... but reader can't bring themselves to regret it one bit!
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more kitsune ik headcanons?
(from the ik is yae's sister ask)
i'd be lying if i hadn't had more thoughts about it, so sure thing!!
according to the wikipedia page, the number of tails a kitsune has depends on their age and wisdom - so ik, being pretty young (by yokai standards) only has three
she probably has an electro vision too, and she has a similar pink aesthetic to her big sister because i'm just a sucker for pastel pink palettes
(though it'd also be funny if she ended up with like, a geo vision, but kept the pink aesthetic anyway)
like miko, she has a fox form and it's TINY, she could fit into a single palm of your hand
she was born either during or just before the cataclysm, so she was super young during it - and miko was extremely insistent on keeping her away from the battles at all times, so ik doesn't actually know much about everything that happened
she did meet makoto once, but spent most of her time with miko and ei
though there was one time that ik accidentally got caught up in the filth that the cataclysm was contaminating inazuma with
one of her ears is all still tattered because of it
she was born with miko's purple eyes and pink hair, but now her hair is more black-into-pink, and the eye on the same side of her tattered ear is now brown (also as a result of the filth thing)
(this is basically my in-universe reasoning to be able to keep kitsune ik resembling original ik)
her fox form has the tattered ear too, and where her fur used to fade into white, it fades into black instead
ik doesn't mind it, she thinks her colours look cool as hell in fox form
she also loves snuggling with anyone she's familiar with and getting scritches behind the ears in fox form
(you've got to be careful you don't squish her though)
she's a lot more friendly than miko, and since she doesn't share the same liking of 'watching people squirm', she's seen as the safer sister to be around
she's generally well-respected, but oftentimes people (mostly older men) don't take her seriously because she's 'just a little girl' - even though she's almost certainly older than them
i imagine she'd be best friends with ayaka - she'd be seen as someone with status befitting a friend of the shirasagi himigemi, so it wouldn't look too weird to the public, and also her personality means that she can help ayaka have fun in private!
miko doesn't mind this, but she's not too happy about the fact that ik has also befriended ayato through his sister
ik's 'thing' would be that she's super quick and agile - like, as a playable, her kit would contain stuff that boosts movement/atk speed, and she'd probably have an alternate sprint
maybe for her burst she'd go tiny fox form and like, run electro loops around the enemy, which immobilises and debuffs them for a period
she's always climbing trees and stuff, and she knows all the best hiding places around inazuma city (which she tells sayu about so that she can find somewhere to sleep in peace)
she has a lot of friends who all think she's pretty swell across all the islands
she's often on the move between them to oversee the various shrines, and (in seirai and tsurumi's cases) to observe the storms/mists and make sure things are relatively under control
because she's so well-acquainted and generally liked, she actually serves a pretty important role in the peace talks following the abolishment of the vision hunt decree
it would've be around then that she befriended gorou
gorou thinks of himself as the older brother figure since ik looks younger and he's more sensible, but ik, who often defends him form miko, thinks he's her little brother, actually
after the peace talks, ik starts visiting watatsumi, usually to visit gorou - the islanders are cautious, since they all worship orobashi and she's a well-known follower of the raiden shogun
but ik's very polite and listens enthusiastically when gorou and some other watatsumi shrine maidens explain their worship rituals to her
after she participates in some shrine-cleaning and ceremonies with commendable accuracy and respect, everyone decides she's alright
while ei was in the plane of euthymia, ik would pray to her every night before she went to bed
it always followed a pattern: recounting her day, telling her what the effects of the vision hunt and sakoku decrees are, telling her what she'd left at her shrines that day, and asking her to come visit miko soon because 'please miss ei she misses you lots'
ei never replied, but she did hear some of the prayers, and it was actually kind of comforting
miko loves her baby sister to pieces so she spoils ik a lot
she can tolerate being insulted herself, because she can very easily turn the tables and embarrass the insulter - but sometimes the insulter decides to go for her perceived weak spot and insult her little sister instead
if they wanted a reaction, they got it. they also just got fried by a giant lightning bolt but to be honest, if they were dumb enough to insult ik in front of miko, they kind of had it coming
ik's also fully capable of frying you herself because she's very well-trained in combat, both by her sister and by the allies back during the battles of the cataclysm
anyway, in summary: kitsune ik is Baby
but then again, all iks are
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Sister 2 is really good.
Some of the best Nanase characters moments in whole comic, Abraham is fairly cool as one of the writers more active attempts to make a sympathetic villain thought it's a bit iffy how much he succeeds, and the Susan stuff was really solid too.
Also MAgnus and Pandora get introduced here
Part of me kinda wonders if the way this arc sets up the rest of the comic that role might've been given to Painted Black in terms of impact on the rest of the comic, with Damien as Pandora/Abraham (they're both deeply motivated by religion in their own, weird ways) and maybe Vlad as Magnus, thought this might just be wishful thinking.
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sybilroselove · 1 year
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Sale Reminder (10/11 Open)
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auroragalaxyblair · 3 months
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sleepytenny · 18 days
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"This is a song I wrote for my big baby brother!"
"Yeah, yeah. Shut up before you break a nail."
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Yet another collab with @tickingart ! Pandora absolutely doesn't know how to play the guitar.
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Pluto Saturnino & artwork © @sleepytenny Pandora Stern & artwork © @tickingart Please do not steal. AI sampling prohibited. ===== Want me to draw for you? My commissions are open!
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whatawaitsus · 4 months
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It's your final year at Killian Argent's School for the Supernatural; a prestigious boarding school for supernatural beings. In theory this doesn't mean much. Your future has been set since you were a child: graduate from a prestigious boarding school, get into an equally prestigious college that your parents will pay for, and then get a prestigious well-paying job with your father's connections. It is what is, you're past the point of complaining at this point in your life.
Despite being one of the most expensive schools in the nation, nothing particularly interesting has happened at the school in the nine years you've been here— aside from the occasional accidental possession caused by a ghost or the common room getting flooded after a nixie gets too frustrated over their homework.
That is until students start to go missing.
Oh, and you start having prophetic dreams of your missing brother. But, that's probably better to unpack later, in all honesty.
What Awaits Us is upcoming choicescript interactive fiction project. The game is rated 16+ for violence, manipulation, kidnapping, strong language, drug use, religious imagery and trauma and optional suggestive content.
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Choose what kind of witch you are; customize your gender, pronouns, sexuality, physical appearance, personality, magic class, uniform style, dorm decor, familiar, and more.
Balance trying to solve the disappearances of your peers and your performance as a student.
Establish your relationships with your parents and older brother by playing through flashbacks.
Deicide on your class schedule and extracurricular activity that will have the ability to affect your stats.
Choose one out of five romantic options; a moody kitsune, an expressive siren, a bubbly godling, or a quiet godling, or an apathetic arachne.
Solve the mystery of the missing kids and potentially get a lead on your runaway brother.
Unwillingly gain a weird almost mentor figure in the form of one of your teachers.
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Rei Nakamura [they/them, kitsune]: C's roommate. Rei has been at this school as long as you, though your interactions are next to none. You always spot their name at the top of all the classes you share. They generally keep to themselves, only interacting with C and the kids they tutor. When they do talk it's usually an insult or a refusal to do something. It's not a surprise that they're generally disliked by most of the school. How they happened to befriend an outgoing siren is beyond you.
Cleo/Cyrus Valtameri [gender selectable, siren]: Rei's roommate. C is.. a lot. They transferred during your ninth term; originally from Drialia, which is clear from their accent. They joined the theater club nearly as soon as they were enrolled and have landed nearly every lead since then. The two of you don't interact much, but when you do happen to cross paths they're always animatedly nice to you; they're like that to everyone except Rei, really. You almost swear you've seen the two of them point at you and laugh.
Lydia Taylor* [she/her, godling]: Lukas's twin sister. You've been partnered up with Lydia a few times for projects and she's always a diligent student. She's in the boxing club, which is honestly kind of intimidating, especially after what happened between her and Stephan Kim in your sixth term. But, she's always been plenty nice to you too, not fake nice like you've realized most of your classmates are. She and her brother are never apart from eachother, either.
Lukas Taylor [he/him, godling]: Lydia's twin brother. Lukas Taylor has been going through an 'emo phase' about as long as you've known him. You vaguely remember the mop of strawberry blond hair that was on his head when he first came here, though you have a suspicion he bribed a mage to wipe it from the yearbooks. Lukas is quiet; the polar opposite of his sister. You don't think he's in any clubs, though he is always carrying around a weathered sketchbook.
Nico/Nadia Ruiz-Estrada [gender selectable, arachne]: Your roommate. N and you have shared a dorm for the past five years, and they're possibly your best friend. Despite constantly skipping all of their classes, barring the ones the two of you share, their grades remain high. Even after knowing them for six years you still don't know if they care about anything besides displeasing their older sister. They started a band in your ninth year; Bite The Bullet. Half of the kids in your term are convinced they were formerly in prison, something that makes N laugh hysterically whenever you bring it up.
Polyamorous routes available with Rei & Cleo/Cyrus and Lukas & Nico/Nadia.
*Lydia is only romancable by female and nonbinary MC's.*
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lxkeeeee · 6 months
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JEALOUS, JEALOUS BOY
—husband scaramouche x kitsune! fem! wife reader
kinktober day 1: lovebites and overstimulation (edit: this was supposed to be a kinktober series but I got lazy)
synopsis: scaramouche noticed the way his wife has been rather too friendly to a certain ginger harbinger.
warnings: marking, overstimulation, rough scaramouche, scaramouche using vulgar words (not surprised since it's him we're talking about), scaramouche using the endearment “love” for (y/n), mention of the words cock, breasts, and entrance, soft dom scaramouche.
notes: I don't know if I can continue the whole kinktober month but I'll try lmao | mature themes ahead banner is by @cafekitsune
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Scaramouche's eyes narrowed possessively as he noticed his wife animatedly speaking with a certain annoying and ginger haired harbinger. The snowstorm outside the Zapolyarny Palace continues to blow harshly, sharp winds can be heard and small hailstones hitting the roof of the palace but the Balladeer didn't care, he could only glare at how friendly his wife is being with Tartaglia, he trusts (y/n) but he doesn't trust Tartaglia—especially how the tall male is looking at her with adoration.
His eyebrows furrowed before taking strong and powerful steps towards the two, the heels of his winter boots clicking against the white tiles of the palace.
(y/n) or also known by her harbinger title as Brighella, she stopped talking as she felt an arm wrapped around her waist, tilting her head slightly to see Scaramouche with a fake smile on his face as he looks at Childe, she could tell that he was annoyed him. “You two certainly looked like you're having fun talking to each other, mind if I join you?" Scaramouche asked with a forced smile making Childe laugh in amusement, “We were just talking about my mission back in Liyue and how Signora made a fool of me.” Childe says with a sigh, (y/n) laughing softly beside Scaramouche with her hand to cover her own chuckles. Scaramouche rolls his eyes at the taller male, “Why are you surprised? You make a fool of yourself every single day.” The Balladeer deadpans and earned him a sharp elbow to the waist by his wife which he just inhale sharply.
“Now, now comrade, be nice. We were also talking about a certain funeral consultant named Zhongli. That man doesn't know how to manage money.” Childe sighs and (y/n) just chuckles softly, “With the way you're speaking about him, I'm starting to think you adore him in some way Ajax.” (y/n) says softly and Childe stammers—not sure it's from how (y/n) noticed his adoration for the consultant or with how she said Ajax—Scaramouche doesn't care what the reason is but he's certainly possessive. Scaramouche tightens his hold around her waist as he gave Tartaglia a forced smile, “We would love to stay and chat but we have some important documents to finish back in our office. Come now, love.” Scaramouche says as he pulled her alongside him as she tried to protest but giving up and just gave Childe a defeated wave, clearly already knowing what awaits her behind closed doors.
When they arrived to their room, Scaramouche locked the door before pressing her against the wall, one hand holding her chin, “You were rather too friendly with Tartaglia, love. I didn't like the way he looked at you.” He says softly with a hint of annoyance, eyes heavy and half-lidded as he gaze at her. His cold hand caressing her cheek and jawline, “You know he only sees me as an older sister, right?” she chuckles softly as Scaramouche pressed his forehead against hers, her fox ears folded against her head when their foreheads made contact, fox tail appearing and swaying excitedly. “I know, love. But I can't helped it.” he murmurs before gently biting her lower lip with his teeth, pulling it down teasingly before finally closing the gap between them.
He presses her more against the wall, pinning her hands at her side, intertwining their hands together—squeezing it as their lips moved against each other. “mhm, part your lips for me love.” he softly murmurs against her lips and (y/n) nodded softly, parting her lips slightly for him and allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. (y/n) moans softly against his lips as she felt his hot and wet tongue explore her mouth, tongues dancing around each other erotically. Their eyes closed as they focused the sensations they felt from one another. “You're mine, you hear me? You belong to me.” he whispers huskily against her lips before parting away from it, a trail of saliva connecting their lips together. He smirked and let's out an amused chuckle as he sees the dazed look in her eyes.
Without effort and taking advantage of her dazed look, he flipped her away from the wall and pushed her into their bed, her fox ears standing up in surprise as a dark red hue covered her cheeks as he climbed on top of her.
Clothes were discarded and no matter how many times they fucked each other they would never get tired of looking at each other bare, they would never fail in getting flustered just by seeing each other naked. Scaramouche hovers above her, pale skin glistening against the chandelier light, his cock long somewhere around 7 inches, not too girthy and throbbing while (y/n) lie beneath him, hair sprawled against the mattress, a pink hue on her cheeks. Both of them the epitome of perfection. “Beautiful.” he mutters before leaning down once more to kiss her passionately, hands exploring each other's bare skin. His hand playfully teasing the nipples of her breasts, taking the hardened peak between his fingers and teased it while the other hand massaged her other breasts, (y/n) can only mewl and moan softly against his lips from the sensations he's giving her. Each touch sending an electric current through her spine, making her back arch.
Scaramouche grins against her lips as he moved his other hand down to her pussy, teasing and rubbing her clit just the way she likes it, (y/n) gasped as she parted away from the kiss, loud moans escaping her lips as Scaramouche expertly knew her body and the way he teased and rubbed her oh so sensitive nub, “'mm kuni.... it fee-feels so go-good.” she whimpers and Scaramouche kissed her neck, sucking on her skin, “Only I.... can make you feel like this, love.” he grins mischievously as he continues to leave hickies around her throat. “mhm you belong to me.” he whispers as he slipped a finger to her tight hole, thrusting his long and slender fingers—the frictions making lewd squelching sounds as she gasps and moaned in pleasure, “ha'ah... yes... yes.. only you...” she mewls out and he smirks, “yes, good girl.” he says before adding another finger, scissoring his movements to prepare her for him, curling his fingers inside her tight walls. He groans, “fu-fuck... so tight... Mhm, so wet for me.”
He continues to thrust his fingers insider her, her moans getting louder with each thrust, “Stop te-teasing me!” she moans out and he can only chuckle mischievously, “I'm just teaching you a lesson, love.” he says as he increases the speed of his fingers, making the knot she felt in her stomach tighten as she felt her orgasms coming, “ha'ah... ku-kuni! I'm gonna... I'm gonna I'm going to cu—” her words were cut off as she let out a sharp gasp as she orgasmed around his fingers. Scaramouche smirked as he pulls out his fingers covered in her slick, bringing his digits into his mouth, tasting her essence. (y/n) blushed as she watched him licked his own fingers clean before capturing her lips with his own, she could taste herself from his mouth. “You taste absolutely delicious as always, love.” he says with half-lidded eyes as their lips parted from each other, just a few millimeters away. He grins as he aligns his cock to her entrance, her eyes widened in surprise, “But I just came!? I'm still so sensiti—haa mhmm..." her voice trails off as her eyes rolled back in pleasure as he slowly slipped himself inch by inch, “haa... so tight... fuck... you fe-feel so good.” he groans out.
Skin slapping against skin was heard as Scaramouche began to thrust, slow and gentle at first before it became harsh and rough. Drool was slipping down her parted lips from moaning so much, the bed creeks from each movement of his hips against hers, Scaramouche groans against her neck, sucking on her skin and left so many purple colored hickies on her skin. “so tight... so warm and we-wet.” he groans out and (y/n) can no longer form coherent thoughts and words as she could only think how good his cock is and how amazing he is, he smirks—not stopping on moving his hips against hers, “You love this don't you? My cock inside you... you can bar-barely form any co-coherent words, love.” he moans out as he felt her clenched around him, “ar-archons... you feel so good...” he says and she can only whimper and moan in response, he can feel himself getting closer to climax and he can tell she's also close too. “'mm so cl-close...” she whimpers and he smirked, “cum for me love, let's cum together.” he says and she nodded slowly and picked up the pace of his thrusts. Moans and the sound of skin slapping harshly against skin can be heard before they screamed each other's names.
Thick ropes of cum spurted out of him, coating her walls white as she orgasmed too and clenched around him. He gasped before gently withdrawing himself from her entrance and lie beside her, cuddling her as he kissed her forehead. “You... we're amazing, love.” he murmurs softly, the sound of their deep breathing filling the room and she can only whimper. “Let me take care of you.” he softly says as he began his aftercare for her.
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pssst. psst.
ik that's the little sister of yae miko, so she small wolf ears and a fluffy little tail, and she's like the precious little baby of inazuma city UwU
she wears something like the girl in the pic : https://www.pinterest.ph/pin/985936543395936596/
BABY KITSUNE IK MY BELOVED
she's like yae miko 0.5, so she's got her big sister's love of mischief - but she's nowhere near as good at the whole devious puppet-master thing that miko has going on, so mostly she just plays a lot of harmless pranks on people
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You ohhhandedly mentioned tessai livong through ww2 and… wow thats true there were a lot of characters that got a first row seat to both conflicts, even if only the second was really impactful on japans history. Does urahara, yoruichi, tessai, the vizored or any of the shinigami have any specific feelings on ww2/the nuclear bombs? I know its a wild fucking question but it literally just occurred to me and i cant stop thinking about it.
Yeah WW2 is an entire 5-chapter arc in the fic because apparently Kubo is from Hiroshima, and Karakura town is based on his memories growing up there. Stuff that happens during that arc:
The Soul Society's sole warning that something catastrophic might be coming is the arrival of an irradiated and enraged Coyote spirit from the Trinidad test site. It's up to Newly-appointed captain Komamura to calm it down and explain what happened, and Mayuri is able to work out that atomic weapons are real from it's descriptions. He gives Soul Society about a month before the humans drop one on a city.
Unfortunately, he's correct.
***
Urahara and the Visoreds use the fact that they're already dead to mitigate some of the damage from the bombing by walking into the epicenter and shoving carbon rods into the most radioactive points, stemming much of the radiation damage, but there's nothing they can do for the initial wave of destruction.
It involves going through a new gigai every trip and learning what if feels like to have the flesh actually melt off your bones, but Hirako Shinji and the other Visored are no cowards, least of all about Hard and Dirty Work.
Tessai makes Ururu and Jinta out of spare parts from Urahara's Gigai experiments to house a heavily damage Kitsune and Tanuki spirit pair from a shrine that was destroyed. Ururu is the Tankuki, and the older one- Jinta seems a bit more 'organic' because Tessai learned a lot making his sister, and because as a Kitsune, he's a better actor.
***
Soul Society is in major trouble though.
with the sudden influx of souls- first from the bombing, but then from the radiation sickness and the famine that followed, the living and spirit worlds are in danger of becoming unbalanced.
It's a Major Crisis!
Fortunately for them, people with sociopathy tend to operate really well during Crises, and I realized the reason Mayuri hasn't been fired or killed by the time Ichigo shows up is that when shit hits the fan, Mayuri's lack of emotional response to the suffering of others means he can buckle down and fucking DELIVER.
Expansions to the pocket dimension that the queue of incoming souls is housed in? He didn't sleep for two weeks to get it done on time, but there was more than enough room when the bomb dropped and for the few months after as casualties continued.
Emergency rations for all these incoming factory workers that know nothing about farming? Behold, Nutritionally complete meals that you can eat right out of the box! And smaller, friendlier ones for the kiddies!
Hell, the 12th division even makes instructional propaganda videos about how safe and tasty these new foods are, featuring The Grand Clown Himself, and distribution centers featuring his likeness, so Mayuri enjoys a peculiar popularity in the Rukongai, not unlike an off-brand and sometimes educational Krusty The Clown.
Just ah. Stop asking questions about the ingredients list.
***
"I'm not fucking killing civillians." Says Kenpachi when Yamamoto begins to bring up the historical method that the Shinigami have used to balance out sudden influxes of souls from the living world.
"Oh?" Yamamoto glares at him. "You have a better idea?"
"What's them big fuckers that come outta tears sometimes? Hundred feet tall, black, bird faces?" He asks, waving as he tries to remember the names.
"...Menos Grande?" asks Ukitake, who has gotten remarkably good at interpreting for the man next to him at meetings.
"Yeah!" Zaraki grins, patting his six-foot-tall colleague on the head like a small child. "You said they're like... combination creatures of a thousand souls each right?"
"Zaraki is correct." Pipes up Tousen, who is also extremely eager to not murder civilians and even more eager to absolutely fuck up the army of Menos Aizen has been gathering in Hueco Mundo. "-It wouldn't be *easy* but dispatching approximately Five hundred Menos in the next week seems much more doable and much, much more morally sound than killing five hundred thousand civillians. Sir."
Kaname can feel the curse nails on his back starting to bleed from Aizen's glare but he presses on.
"-There appears to be a significant population of them gathered on the far eastern edge of Hueco Mundo. It would probably take most of the 11th Division's forces but-"
"IKKAKU!" Zaraki is already bellowing out the door to his lieutenant. "TELL EVERYONE TO PACK AN EXTRA PAIR OF PANTIES, WE'RE GOING ON A HOLLOW HUNT!"
There is a distant but enthusiastic whoop form Ikkaku in reply.
"An excursion into Hueco Mundo is exceptionally dangerous." Unohana notes, voice placid as he returns to the table.
"-and? I don't do this job because it's safe 'n' easy." Zaraki shrugs.
Her neutral expression softens just a bit into a small, affectionate and perhaps ever-so-slightly lascivious smile. "May I suggest that a detachment of the 4th Division accompany the 11th? It won't make the work easier, but it will mitigate some of the risk."
Yamamoto groans, aware that the decision has been made for him.
"Fine." He grunts. "Take a detachment of the Ninth too, you can use that newfangled radiodar whatsit to keep me updated."
"Pardon?" Mumbles Kaname, slightly woozy from blood loss.
His circulatory situation is not helped when an illusion-blind-to-the-blood Zaraki grabs him about the middle and starts carrying him off under his arm in exactly the direction the 9th and 11th are not like a particularly bewildered purse Chihuahua.
***
Aizen... almost strays from his path.
The Hogyoku is slow and tiresome, his first plan to barrage Karakura with Menos to create the Oken is being trashed and actually being forced to work his job of Rukongai Management is- Well, it's reminding him just why he started this quest to Dethrone God.
What loving creator would make an afterlife of squalor, where the 'lucky' are cursed to outlive everyone they know and love? Not one worth worshiping, surely.
But actually being out here, setting up emergency food distribution, implementing the latest in civil engineering from the newly arrived and seeing it immediately improve the quality of life, uniting families and... actually helping people? it's making him question his path. Perhaps- Perhaps God is not some uncaring regent on a distant throne. Perhaps God is something that lives in all souls, a kindness and goodwill towards one's fellow man, and to spread the will of a loving creator, one must Act to Enact God's Will...
Gin Panics.
He has not spent the last 300-odd years dangling the Hogyoku in front of Aizen, stuffing him full of spiritual energy to feed to the machine that generates reality like he was fattening up a goose for Pate, only to have him give up his quest for divinity NOW.
He's gonna have to do something drastic.
He's gonna have to convince Aizen he was right all along, and that he needs to keep using the Hogyoku.
He's going to need to use Aizen's own Illusions against him, and convince Aizen that the souls of the citizens of the rukongai aren't worth playing a Benevolent God for. That the whole thing needs to come out and be replaced.
Sure, it's a dick move
but those are his specialty.
***
It's the night before the 11th and the two detachments are supposed to leave for Hueco Mundo, and Yamamoto's been doing some thinking.
He is also in Zaraki's quarters at midnight sharp. "Captain-General." Nods Unohana, pausing mid-activity to acknowledge him. "Bruh." Zaraki grunts to indicate they were busy. "I need to borrow Zaraki for an hour or so, and then you may continue." he says, and then steps back outside so the man can get untied and dressed.
"This better be good old man, I know you haven't been married for a few centuries but REALLY-" Zaraki grumbles, emerging and putting his sandals on. "Don’t worry, it’ll take twenty minutes tops, all you have to do is stand behind me and don’t hide your rage." Yamamoto explains. "-We'’re going to go see the central 46." Zaraki pauses mid-sandal, slowly looking up at him with an intrigued arch to his brow. "Yes, it’s forbidden." Yamamoto says, not tearing his gaze away from the moon above them. "-But I've received reports that the Central 46 has acquired blueprints of the... Device. Used in the living world earlier this month and I'm nipping this at the damn bud." Zaraki grins, and finishes putting his sandals on.
The Central 46 are alerted to the Presence of Yamamoto and Zaraki by the main gate to their district being kicked through the wall of the council chambers.
"Hello, Sages and Wise Councilors of the Soul Society!" The Old Man greets them as he steps through the hole he just made, and The Barbarian squeezing through after, sword casually over his shoulder. "Well isn't this a surprise, everyone here in a full meeting at One in the Morning on a Teusday!"
"Wh-What is the meaning of this?" one of the head councilmen sputters, mustache bristling. "Shinigami are forbidden form this place, I'll have you both execu-!"
"Shut up." Yamamoto glares, and sparks fly from the corner of his eye. The hem of his Haori is starting to smolder and singe as well as he approaches the table the councilors are crowded around the blueprints from the living world.
"Now, we are all good and honorable people here." Yamamoto says, casually waving a hand in what would normally be a placating gesture but now only made his sleeve flicker as Ryujin Jakka grew hungrier. "-But I've been around long enough to know how Power corrupts."
"And we've all been exposed to a new, horrific level of Power."
"Oh, of course, you would never! It's unthinkable to sink to such a level!"
"...but it's been a few weeks. The initial shock has faded, and you're starting to understand the full toll of the destruction." he explains, strolling up, the diamond insignia on his back spreading across his shoulders as the Haori singes. Behind him, Zaraki is following with an unpleasantly carnivorous stroll, yellow eye lazily moving from face to face, taking stock of all those present. "...and you are perhaps developing a new standard of devastation and suffering to wish upon your enemies."
There is some muttering, some protesting, and worse, some agreeing. They are silenced by a sudden electric crackle of Energy from Zaraki.
"I’m just here to tell you all-" Yamamoto continues, unperturbed. Or perhaps so perturbed he's warped all the way around to a deep, ruthless peace.
"If I hear any ONE of you has taken steps to develop a weapon like this-" he points a finger at the blueprints, which singe and then burn, a low, slow flame that reduces them completely to ash.
"-I’m going to kill all of you."
"Actually," he explains, as the blueprints finish burning and the table catches as well, fire blooming and crackling, lighting him from beneath. "I’m going to kill all of you and your families. By which I mean, I’m figuring out who all your ancestors were going back Five generations, Kill them, and kill all their descendants."
The table burns, and the floor is threatening to catch, but nobody can move to ring the fire alarm or grab a bucket of water.
"-Because that’s the kind of indiscriminate destruction these things cause." he explains. "It's a damn shame to say this, but this is the first time we've been able to settle whole families in the same town- because five, six, even seven generations of families, from great-great grandmother to the newest infants were burnt together in an instant."
"So if you want to wield that kind of destruction, you best be prepared to deal with those kinds of consequences." he growls, and suddenly sweeps his hand over the fire, which snuffs out immediately.
Slowly he turns to go, and regards Zaraki behind him.
"Oh, and just in case any of you had thoughts of hastening my retirement in regards to this matter-" he speaks up, and points to Zaraki "-Near as I can tell, this asshole is immortal and indestructible, so if I happen to be dead, he'll do it for me, won't you?"
"Yes, sir." Zaraki Nods, eye fixed on the head councilor, committing his face to memory, blade and crackling eagerly.
"-and he's nowhere near as speedy and clean a killer as I am, so I suggest you don't test either of us." Yamamoto grins, and Ryujin Jakka can't help but flicker off his brow for emphasis.
"Goodnight, and go fuck yourselves." Yamamoto bows, and exits through the same hole he entered.
The walk back to the 11th is largely silent, but Yamamot can feel the pleased-yet-curious thrum of reiatsu from Zaraki.
"Question, boss-" he suddenly speaks as they approach the 11th.
"You're not supposed to question orders, Zaraki." He sighs. He'll make a proper shinigami out of him. Eventually.
"...Request for clarification, Boss-" Zaraki tries again, and Yamamoto nods. "-Why me?"
Yamamoto arches an overgrown brow at him.
"Not complainin'-" Zaraki explains, pointedly looking up at the moon and scratching his neck in deferment. "-But Byakuya's got more sway with them and Gin's definitely better at terrifying first impressions."
"Hm." Yamamoto nods. "It's in the follow-up, not the impression, you see."
"I do not." Zaraki says. For all his faults and frustrations, Zaraki sure keeps Yamamoto on his toes about not being lazy and actually explaining himself.
"-I am very serious about you killing them and their descendants if they ever think about making one of those devices." he sighs and Zaraki nods, waving a hand for him to continue. "-So I picked the Shinigami most invested in a peaceful future to make sure my orders would be carried out."
Zaraki still looks confused.
"You're my only captain with children, Zaraki." Yamamoto explains. "I know you only give half a rat's ass about the court guard, but I've seen what you'll do for Yachiru."
Zaraki nods understanding now, and a few more paces of silence pass between them.
"...Thank you, Sir." Zaraki mutters, bowing his head and using the honorific with genuine intent for the first time since Yamamoto had known him. "-For understanding."
"Thank you, Captain Zaraki." Yamamoto nodded slightly, stopping before the gate to the 11th. "-For understanding as well."
"-Now get back to Captain Unohana before she schedules some sort of blood test of a thousand needles for me!" Yamamoto grunted, prodding at Zaraki with his cane, and the man didn't need to be told twice.
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usagi page with trans usagi realness
ft. judgy lesbian sister kitsune and leo too ig
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also closeups of these bc i love them 😭
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