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brighth0pe · 2 years

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2:08 A.M.

For hours the goddess of Makai developed and created seven of the most deadliest of puppets inspired by the most deadliest of gensokyo's inhabitants and the tragedies of history such as lunar descent it all paid off in the end. All the puppets now coming to life and stare at their creator, imprinting onto her as if she is their mother. The first of the puppets stand forward is the one who is the oldest sister of the group, being the first to be created this puppet is named Chrona the more serious and mature of the puppets as she' s inspired by Sakuya Izayoi along with stories of war heroes of the second world war as well as the courage of those rather die than to kneel her but her second main inspiration however is none other than the mapuche warrior Galvarino giving that this puppet has a knife and a sharp hook for hands. Chrona lightly bowed to Shinki and showed respect in an elegant way much like the original sakuya.

The second puppet is something else as this puppet is inspired by Koishi herself, as well as her fascination with Koishi but this very puppet is ferocious and sadistic and that is because she is inspired by the sadistic and zero remorse of the lunarians have shown to gensokyo' s inhabitants as well as the birth of the monster the original Koishi was made to be by the lunarians.

Grandiflora is her name and she possessed a large three clawed hooks on her left, and a nightmarish chainsaw on the right showing off her most deadliest as she dismembers her victims slow and excruciatingly painful as the goddess' s hatred for lunarians knows no bounds.

Four arms, four automatic colt M16s fitting for all four her hands, Pierra is one of the youngest and one of the most deadliest of the puppets. Inspired by Clownpiece, the joyus nature of clowns and the spirit of the american dream of the 1950s to the 1960s of the cold war she's not only the most fun but also the most patriotic of the bunch.

Of course not all puppets could sing and speak poetically as the beautiful and the most talented puppet. Singsong is a puppet of poetry, inspired by the jiangshi yoshika as well as the imperialist china of the second world war, edgar allen poe, shakespare and the talented Beethoven. She is essentially the mother of the group and her weapons are a chinese jian sword and a broomhandle pistol fitting for her size but those aren't her main weapons, her main weapon is actually her singing voice. Those who hear her song shall be placed in a hypnotic state forcing her hypnotized victims to fight each other to the death or to kill themselves providing the support she needed for her puppet siblings. Singsong stands and saluted at her creator feeling honored to be of her mother' s own serviced.

Death and pestilence comes in all shapes and sizes, no difference here than this very adorable and yet so nightmarish puppet. Her name is Acetylor, a puppet that can unleashed both toxic gas and flame from both the palms of her hands making her truly the most dangerous of the puppets by default. She is an inspiration and also a way of paying tribute to Flandre scarlet who was brutalized by both Koishi and the lunarians. Not only she is a tribute to the youngest of the scarlet family but she is also inspired by the monks who have burned themselves in protest during the vietnam war due to the flames blessed by Hijiri's own magic while she is also an inspiration of bats being the carriers of diseases thus also shooting out the toxic gas that is zyklone b to suffocate and kill her victims with a slow agonizing death.

Dumb, all bronze, jolly and full of joy in the mind. Avron is the friendly giant of the rest who possessed great strength of the oni as well as her horn being a drill that can pierce through flesh and bone with ease. She is an inspiration of Yuugi Hoshiguma and also an inspiration of the child like innocence as well as Shinki' s love for her children, family and her friends. Showing no hatred towards any and loves to make friends and have fun all the while drink but despite her child like personality Avron is a very dangerous and a capable fighter so she not be underestimate in any circumstances.

....And then there's the second youngest of the puppets Amarena the puppet whose inspiration is of both Rumia and Shinki's mental state deteriorate feeling nothing but the void within her body. She is capable of spewing out poisonous and corrosive black oil that burns flesh and bone in seconds and eats the victim' s melting flesh wound as her teeth are sharp and made out of pure steel. Amarena is peaking behind Avron who is a bit shy and cautious around Shinki being the second youngest and all.

The goddess of makai is clapping her hands seeing all her puppets are all unique in their own twisted little ways as she begin moving closer towards each of her living puppets as all she created are automatically her babies.

" Oh my goodness, you're all so precious! I knew my puppet skills I learned from my daughter finally pays off! Welcome home to mommy! All of you are so precious!!! "

#{ Musing: Shinki }#{ Musing: Acetylor }#{ Musing: Chrona }#{ Musing: Amarena }#{ Muse: Avron }#{ Musing: Pierra }#{ Muse: Singsong }#{ Muse: Grandiflora }#{ Devour devour it's your finest hour }#{ The chronus in charge }#{ Little murder go round. }#{ Death and pestilence }#{ Drilling strength and joy }#{ Imperialistic bard }#{ Better DEAD than RED }#{ Darkness consumes all }#{ Meet the fucking puppets baby! }

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fast-moon · 4 months

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Noragami Final Chapter

*wipes hands* Welp, there you have it. It's done. Chapter is translated and in the wild. Thanks to everyone who's kept up with the series until the end!

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"Houki" (砲器) is a new shinki for Bishamon. Their name literally just means "cannon". Also, I don't remember Bishamon losing an arm and a leg since she seemed to still have all her limbs the last time we saw her, so I assume that's just the effect of the shinki glamor? Not sure what the "human" reading for 砲 would be, possibly "Nuiha" or "Zutsuha".

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Teke-teke is an urban legend about the vengeful spirit of a girl who was hit by a train and cut in half at the waist, who drags herself around and kills people. There was a movie released in 2009 in Japan based on it.

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A lot of the text on the signboard is unreadable, but the gist seems to be they're looking for a woman who knocked over a baby stroller on 7/10 (so since the final page says it's currently April, it's been a while). There's a jar of dead flowers next to the sign, so it's possible the ayakashi is the spirit of the baby, much like the spirit of the girl Yukine found early in the series.

#noragami #chapter 109 #final chapter #translation

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iovetecchou · 6 months

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Blighted ⧸ Yato.𖥔 ݁ ˖

༞ Contains...! smut and fluff! shinki!reader, first times, masturbation (m), making out, nipple play, fingering, gentle sex, unprotected sex (please don't do this irl, this is simply fiction!), creampie, slight!aftercare, honestly really cute and clumsy, blushy!yato, blighted!yato... reader feels really guilty over it. reassurance, praise, terms of endearment (baby, babe, sweetheart)

༞ AFAB Reader.

༞ 2,645 words.

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Ever since you began dating Yato, things have become complicated.

He was the first person to love you for as long as you could remember. In all the chaos of helming your new life; he was your guiding light. Sure, he was a crybaby at times. Clingy and shameless when he drank but gentle and reassuring when he needed to be.

You fell for him, naturally. What was there not to love? But this was hardly your little secret. Considering you were Yato's shinki, he comprehended every emotion you discerned.

You could still remember watching Yato whirl his head in your direction. There was a very prominent flush to his cheeks as he gawked in your direction. He took a step toward you, azure eyes swirling with joy as he stammered,

"You… lo-love me…?"

Before you could even respond, Yato cupped your cheeks, pulling you in for a chaste kiss. Your eyes were blown wide as you shared such an intimate embrace.

After that moment, Yato confessed to you. He blabbered on and on about how he'd loved you for as long as he could remember. Your relationship blossomed from there, and four months later… another little secret crept up.

Your feelings toward your boyfriend developed into something more filthy. You could not help yourself. The closer you became, the more you craved his touch. So the first time you blighted him over it— Yato kept it a secret.

Heat swirled in his abdomen when Yato realized you had a dirty thought about him, slightly dulling the pain from the blight. The tips of his ears turned red, cock twitching under his tracksuit as he began to sweat. You gave Yato a puzzled look as he excused himself, feeling extremely concerned at the sight of his disheveled state.

When you asked him what was wrong, he just brushed it off like it was nothing. Yato explained that he just needed to grab something from upstairs. In truth, he was going to your shared bedroom to relieve himself. Yato couldn't remember the last time he felt sexual desire— authentic sexual desire.

Sure, he made cheeky comments to you here and then, but it was all in good fun. There was no weight behind those words at the time. But knowing that you thought of him in such a desirable way and feeling it— proved to be too much for Yato.

The moment he got upstairs, Yato slumped to the floor. Not daring to tug off his tracksuit all the way as he fisted his cock. Barely lasting more than a minute in his ministrations before he came all over his fist, biting his lip harshly to suppress his moans.

Yato felt dirty once the aftershocks of his orgasm dissipated. He felt guilty for getting himself off to the thoughts you had about him. But as more time passed and your relationship progressed, you began blighting him nearly every day. He managed for a while, trying his best to keep it from you. But one night, while you were lying in bed with your boyfriend, you saw the damage you caused to his body.

You were straddling his hips, tickling him playfully, and giggling at his cute reactions. But when your hands dipped under his plain white tee, exposing his midriff, you saw the welt.

Immediately, you halted in your movements. Your laughter died out on your tongue as you pulled Yato's shirt higher, gasping as you saw how the bruise stretched up his torso. You felt the tears well up in your eyes, gaze entirely fixated on the deep purple marks littering his porcelain skin.

"Baby… It's okay."

Yato said sternly. He knew you were spiraling— he could feel it. He tugged the hem of his tee from your grasp, covering his blighted skin from your blurred vision.

"No… It's not! Why didn't you tell me… I'm so sorry."

You tried to compose yourself. The last thing you wanted was to cause Yato any more harm with your tumultuous emotions. Yato brought his hand to your cheek, wiping a stray tear away.

"I… was too embarrassed. Plus, I didn't want you to worry about me."

He confessed. Tilting your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze.

"Why were you embarrassed? You weren't the one having bad thoughts about your partner…"

You scrunched your eyebrows in disgust as the words slipped past your lips. You felt ashamed, wanting nothing more than to crawl into a deep dark hole.

"Because," Yato's face turned crimson as he took in a sharp breath before continuing, "I'm… I've never… done anything with anyone before. So feeling those emotions that you have for me just—" You brought your hands up to his lips, stopping him in his tracks.

"I'm sorry. I promise you I'll be more careful from now on. The last thing I want is to hurt you any more than I already have."

Yato pulled your hand away from his lips, not before leaving a gentle kiss on your knuckles. He sighed deeply, letting his hands trail down to your waist before he spoke up.

"Baby… I don't want you to beat yourself up over this. Another reason I didn't bring this up to you is because… I'm scared I won't be able to satisfy you in that way… and all I want is to make you happy, my pretty girl."

Yato confessed, drawing soothing circles into your hips with the pads of his thumbs. Your heart pounded against your chest. You didn't want him to feel like his efforts wouldn't be enough for you in the sexual department.

"Yato… you always make me happy… and trust me, you could never disappoint me. I haven't been with anyone in that way, either. We can navigate through this together."

Yato pulled you close, craning his neck up to capture your lips. Your words reassured him in a way he needed more than anything. Your hands came up to wrap around his neck as you deepened the kiss, involuntarily grinding your hips down into his lap.

Yato let out a whine. Breaking away from the kiss and averting his gaze from yours. Experimentally, you ground your hips down once more. Watching his face contort in pleasure as your clothed core rubbed along his semi-hard cock.

"Babe… I won't last long if you keep doing that."

Yato huffed, tightening his hands around your hips before flipping you both over. Now you were the one underneath him, safely surrounded by his embrace.

"Let me make you feel good, baby. I'm a quick learner, promise."

Yato smirked playfully, offering you a wink. You felt your nerves ease up at his gentleness with you. It was just him, the love of your life. You had no reason to be insecure around Yato.

Slowly, he lifted your shirt over your head. You watched as he trailed his gaze lower, letting his hands dance along the waistband of your pants. You raised your hips, allowing him to tug your pants and panties down.

"So beautiful…"

He muttered, bringing his hands to his frame. Yato quickly rid himself of his tracksuit and his boxers. Knowing you would feel more at ease if you were both naked.

"Yato… you're so handsome."

You smiled up at him, beckoning him closer. Your arms wrapped around his neck once more pulling him down so you could feel his skin collide with yours.

"Look who's talkin'! Wait, not saying you're handsome— but even if I did, that would be okay. I meant to say, you're stunning— breathtaking… you're perfect, baby."

You couldn't help but giggle at his nervous ramblings. You soothed your hands through his hair, pulling him in for a chaste kiss, attempting to calm his anxieties.

"Yato, sweetheart, relax. It's okay, you're doing so well."

He took in a breath, nodding his head in agreement. Before he could embarrass himself further, he let his hands roam up your body. You let out a soft whine as his hands cupped your breasts and tightened the grasp you had on his dark locks.

"S-Shit… so good."

You mewled, arching your back as his thumbs swiped over your nipples. His touch sent pleasurable shockwaves up your spine, and the moment his lips came down to your tits, you cried out. His azure eyes were locked onto yours the whole time, gauging your reaction as he took one of your nipples in his mouth.

"Y-Yato!"

You whined. You could feel your slick dripping down your thighs as he switched to your other breast, repeating the same actions. You clenched around nothing as you felt Yato humming against your nipple, noticing his hips were moving from below. He was rutting against the bed, trying to alleviate himself.

"Yato- please… more!"

You begged. Tugging his head off your chest from the grasp you had in his hair. His gaze was dark, eyes half-lidded as he smoothed his hands down your sides. Yato crept lower down your shared bed, resting his head atop one of your thighs before he asked,

"You ever touch yourself down here, baby?"

He pushed the thigh he was not resting on aside. Allowing himself to take in the sight of your slick pussy. Yato felt his cock throb at the view, as he brought his thumb up to spread your folds apart. He smiled to himself as you gasped before you stuttered out,

"Y-Yes! All the time… especially when I-I think of you." You confessed, watching your hypnotized boyfriend explore your most private parts.

"Oh, is that so, huh? Tell me how you like it, baby. Let me make you feel good." Yato kissed your inner thigh as his lithe digits gathered up your slick, experimentally prodding at your entrance.

"Does it feel good when I press inside… here?" You gasped as one of his fingers slipped inside your sopping heat. Yato watched your pussy with much fascination as he clumsily found a rhythm.

"Feels so good! Your fingers are much l-longer than mine— hah, add one more— please!" His ring finger slipped in with ease slotting next to his middle finger, which was nestled deep inside you.

Your mind was reeling as he finger fucked you tenderly. You could tell he was trying his best to please you, azure gaze flickering between your face and your greedy pussy.

"Curl them a little when you push up— mhm, just like that… yes, yes, yes!" Watching your face contort in pleasure and feeling your pussy clamp around his slender fingers was enthralling. Yato was entranced by you.

"Yato— ah, I'm… I-I'm cumming!" Your back arched as your thighs shook underneath you. Yato watched in awe as your cunt clenched around his fingers like a vise while you gushed all over his palm. He thought you looked so beautiful like this, and pride swirled in his chest at the prospect that he was the one making you feel bliss.

Yato's fingers stalled inside you before he slowly pulled them out of your slick hole. You sat up as you caught your breath, reaching out to pull Yato in for a kiss. He craned his neck as you shared a passionate embrace, shifting up from his position on the bed.

Your hands came down to glide over his sides carefully, not wanting to bring him any more pain. You avoided the blights the best you could as your hands danced along his hips before grazing over his leaky cock. Yato gasped against your lips as you experimentally made a fist around his dick.

You glided your hand up and down his length as Yato continued to cry out against your lips. This went on for a few beats more before Yato pulled away from you, wrapping his hand around yours. Stilling your movements against his cock.

"Wait… if you keep doing that— I'm not gonna last…" Yato whispered, a deep blush decorating his cheeks once more as he averted his gaze from yours.

You nodded at his words, retracting your hand around his cock before Yato blurted out, "Baby… are you sure you wanna do this— with me? We could stop now if you—"

You brought a finger up to his lips once more tonight, silencing him. Yato knit his brows together in confusion before your words pulled him out of his thoughts.

"I want this more than anything. I love you, Yato. From now until forever… so please—" It was his turn to silence you, stealing one more kiss from you as he slowly guided you back against the bed. Yato caged you in, letting his one hand caress your hip as his other hand slipped in between your bodies.

Yato grasped his cock, breath hitching against your lips as he lined himself up to your entrance. Your hands found comfort enveloping his neck, carding your hands through his dark locks as the tip of his cock pushed past the tight ring of your pussy.

Yato whined as he broke away from the kiss. He scored his bottom lip with his teeth as his gaze flickered lower. Watching as he sunk into you, inch by inch, until he filled you to the hilt.

"Oh, baby… y-you feel so— hah, don't think I…" You tilted his chin up, capturing his gaze once more before you whispered, "It's okay… me too."

He gave you a short nod before he reeled his hips back, letting out a string of curses as he slammed himself back inside your wet cunt. Your legs came up to wrap around his waist as Yato repeated his actions. Pulling out, tip catching the tight ring of your pussy before thrusting himself back into you.

"Feels so good… Y-Yato! Down here," You paused— bringing one of his palms to your lower tummy. You positioned his thumb against your clit before you continued, "Feels good when I rub this spot right— hah, h-here."

Yato took the hint, fervently rubbing messy circles into your clit as his rhythm became sloppy. You could tell he was nearing his end, and with the newly added pressure to your puffy bud, you weren't too far behind.

Before you could warn your boyfriend that you were close, he let out a pitchy whine as his hips stilled. "Baby t-too tight— ah!" He came with a cry of your name, and the feeling of his seed filling you up proved to be too much to handle. His thumb continued to rub your clit as you came around his cock.

You pulled him to your lips, sharing a messy embrace as you convulsed around him. Your eyes rolled back into your head at the sound of Yato whimpering against your lips and the feeling of his cock still twitching inside you as the last ropes of his cum dribbled out.

You pulled away from his lips when the rubbing against your clit made you shake. You pushed his hand away from your pussy as you attempted to catch your breath, staring up at him lovingly. "You did so well, baby. Felt so damn good, you're perfect in every way!"

Yato exclaimed, smiling down at you brightly as he pulled out of you slowly. His eyes flickered down, watching as your combined arousal flowed out of your spent pussy, causing a blush to wash over his face; once more tonight.

"Ah.. I'll go get you a towel! Hang on, babe!" Yato stammered, quickly darting up from the bed. He pulled his boxers over his hips as he stormed out of the room before you could say another word.

You could not help the giggle that slipped past your lips. Yato kept saying you were perfect, but in your eyes? He was the perfect one. You loved him through and through, and becoming one with him made your adoration for him grow fonder.

"Yato! When you come back, let's take care of those blights!"

#noragami smut #noragami x reader #noragami x you #noragami imagines #yato x reader #yato x you #yato smut #yato imagines #noragami #noragami yato #yato noragami

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julsgax · 2 years

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BABY SHINKI 😭😭

“ something worth living for”<3

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h0estar · 1 year

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I READ IT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I'M GONNA FUCKING CRY MY BABY IS BACK

I WASNT EXPECTING TO SOB FR BUT IT'S NORAGAMI SO OFC THIS SHIT WILL BRING ME TO TEARS. I HAVE SM THOUGHTS AND I'M STILL PROCESSING WHAT'S LEFT OF MY EMOTIONS. ALL I KNOW IS I'M ECSTATIC THAT MY BOYS ARE FINALLY RECONCILED AND REUNITED. I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT FOR LIKE 4 YEARS BRO 😭

THE WAY YATO IS HUGGING YUKINE ANF THE WAY YUKINE IS JUST WRAPPING HIS PRECIOUS WOLF TAIL AROUND YATO GKAKXKXC I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM SO MUCH ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

BRB WHILE I GO FUCKING SOB IN A CORNER AND LISTEN TO FHE SONG I'VE ALWAYS ASSOCIATED THEM WITH SINCE THE TIME YATO CALLED YUKINE HIS BOY. He will ALWAYS ALWAYS be his boy :'))))))

#noragami 104.2 #OKAY HERE COMES THE TAGS #okay but yukine looked absolutely beautiful coming out of that fridge on his way to rescue yato :'))))#AND THE FUCKING SAKURA PETALS I WAS ALRDY BAWLING AT THAT PART #NO BC YK WHAT I GOT FROM THIS CHAPTER????????? YUKINE FINALLY COMMUNICATED WHAT HE FELT AND HE'S NOT SORRY FOR HIS FEELINGS #HE'S SORRY FOR THE THINGS HE DID WHEN HE WAS FEELING ALL THAT CHAOS AND I'M 100000000% FUCKING SURE THAT YATO COULD NOT CARE LESS #LIKE I JUST KNOW YATO DOESNT GIVE A FLYING FUCK IF HIS BELOVED SHINKI STINGS HIM TO DEATH #HE'S JUST HAPPY YUKINE IS BACK AND FINALLY WITH HIM 😭#LIKE THERE'S A LOT TO UNPACK FR I LOVE THEM SO MUCH #AND THE WAY YATO FUCKING REACHED OUT TO HIM CRYING IN HIS BABY FORM CJWKCKEKFJKDC IT BROUGHT ME TO TEARS BRO I WAS FULL ON SOBBING #AND YUKINE WITH HIS PROTECTIVE LITTLE WOLF TAIL AROUND YATO VKSKCKD WHO KNEW I NEEDED TO SEE THIS #I WAS EXPECTING ADULT YATO CRADLING BABY YUKINE FR BUT THIS IS SO MUCH BETTER 😭#ANW THAT'S ALL FROM ME IG I'M GONNA GO CRY AND LOOK BACK AT THEIR MOMENTS TG NOW #noragami #noragami spoilers #Spotify #mine

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bakapandy · 11 months

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Long time no Shinki...my baby boy....

#shinki #boruto #boruto naruto next generations #pandy draws #My fear is that one day I will stop drawing long enough that I forget how to draw hands...

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ladykissingfish · 11 months

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*Gaara laying in hospital bed, holding newborn Metal*

Lee: *stroking Metal’s cheek* He’s just so beautiful …

5-year old Shinki, critically: He looks weak.

Gaara: Not a nice thing to say about your new brother.

Lee: Well of course he’s weak; he’s just a baby, Shinki-kun. But when he’s older I’ll start to train him, and I guarantee he’ll be one of the strongest people in the world. Strength runs in my family, after all.

Lee: *turning to Shinki* Speaking of which, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while.

Shinki: Yes?

Lee: I, um, I know all of this happened quickly. Me marrying your dad, and before we knew it Metal was on the way. But you know I’ve loved your dad for a long, long time. Since we were young. And nothing makes me happier than being with him, and this family we’re creating. I guess what I’m trying to ask is, um … how would you feel about me formally adopting you? So that I could be your dad, too?

Gaara: You don’t have to answer right away, son. Take time to think it over, and —

Shinki: Yes.

Lee: R-really? Yes?

Shinki, giving a rare smile: Yes. You make father happy, you make me happy. I’d be honored to be your son, too.

Lee:

Lee: *starts sobbing and clutching Shinki to him* Son!!

Shinki, starting to cry: F-father!

Metal: *starts to cry*

Gai, coming to visit, being wheeled down the hall by Kakashi: *immediately starts crying when he hears the others crying*

Gaara:

Gaara: What have I gotten myself into …

#leegaa #rock lee x gaara #rock lee #gaara #gaikaka #kakashi x gai #yoooooouth!#shinki #metal lee #kakashi hatake #maito gai

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kurisus · 6 months

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Chapter 108-2 thoughts

This was the most "IT'S SO OVER" "WE'RE SO BACK" chapter ever. Spoilers under the cut.

I am a leetol bit disappointed that Bishamon didn't really get to do anything this arc. She was unconscious for a majority of it, then woke up, went looking for Kazuma, and found him without like, needing to shake some people up. It is sweet how they finally got to have a proper conversation though. Their lack of communication has been a frustrating blind spot for both of them this entire story, so I'm glad they were able to come to peace with it.

I do wonder if Kazuma told her about being named by Yato, or if he dodged that fact, but I'm going to assume since we didn't get a live Bishamon reaction that he did tell her and she understood his reasoning.

"You are the only one who can save yourself" is kind of a strange statement out of context since this whole manga has been about overcoming trials with the help of the people who love you. But in context, Bishamon was saying that praying to a higher power is meaningless and individuals are the only ones capable of miracles. Kind of an atheistic message from a manga where a majority of the characters are Literal deities, but as an allegory for the world, I kinda dig it. Don't believe in miracles, make them happen with your own two hands and the people who love you.

Okay now I need to talk about Yukine this chapter. I Need To. His love for Hiyori and Yato had me pounding my fist on the ground. HE HELD HIYORI'S HAND. HE CLUNG TO YATO WHEN HE STARTED DISAPPEARING. HE DOESN'T WANT HIS DAD TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ADACHITOKA I AM JUST A GUY PLEASE HAVE MERCY ON MY FRAGILE HEART.

FATHER IS FINALLY DEAD SEND OUT THE CRABS. I'm glad his death was quiet and unceremonious, and not even Mizuchi was tempted by him.

It seems like the real Fujisaki was trying to say Father's name but couldn't quite recall it, so I'm thinking we'll get to hear it from Ebisu's mouth next chapter. Then again, we didn't get to hear Nana's real name either, so it may just stay as "ta" forever. Which is funny to think about as in like, "ta" for "bye." Bye bitch!

The pages of the trio + Nora all together and begging Hiyori to come back singlehandedly caused the most emotional damage. I know everyone else is freaking out about the Yatori CPR/kiss but I am just wishing the circumstances were more ideal for it. I will say it is pretty Kyoru of them to kiss while she's unconscious, though.

But, eh, her being alive was way more of a concern to me, so that was the reason I went ahead and read the official version early. I let out the BIGGEST sigh of relief when she woke up in the hospital.

Before I reflect more though, I wanted to say also I was pretty confused by Amaterasu's statement in the official translation, though fast-moon's helped clear it up. Hiyori didn't become a full shinki because she was named in the illusory dimension, and she was saved by the act of killing Father?

"You were carrying the ancient koto no ha with you as well" is the "you" referring to Father or Yato? Did Yato name Hiyori with the brush, or was she talking about Father having both on him?

Okay, so, reflections. Am I happy they temporary killed Hiyori? Still no. I would have preferred they damage her cord instead rather than way back when, when the wolves attacked her. Am I happy they brought her back? Obviously. It would be a bad ending if they left off on that, and I'm curious to see if/how much she'll remember in the final chapter.

Do I think Yato is dead? I sure hope not! This is also a death that would negate a whole lot of character development, and while I like the narrative parallel of her dying to save him so he dies to save her (esp considering how selfish he was at the start of the manga), I don't want Yukine to be left alone or with a baby Yato at the end of everything. I'm scared, because I think it's not off the table.

Am I happy with the ending? Remains to be seen, but while I have quibbles and hangups, it's not that much. It's not of the story-ruining variety for me, anymore. I kind of would have preferred a softer ending to the manga, for example. This entire story has had very high stakes for everyone involved, so they didn't need to up the ante with these constant main character death scares, imo. We were already quite deep in the shit. I also wish Hiyori had had more to do in the final arc before she saved the day by...dying.

But to say I didn't enjoy the journey of this arc would be a lie. It's been a long few years...almost 10 since I watched the anime, almost 9 since I read the manga, and mainly it'll be weird to say goodbye to this era of my life, and not have the monthly stress of chapters hanging over my head.

I was hoping Adachitoka would announce a new series, but it hasn't happened yet, and I'm not sure it will because they've been unable to commit to full chapters for a while now. Even before the hiatus in 2017, the chapters dropped from 45 pages to 40, and then we've been halfsies since 2018. Whatever caused Adachitoka to go on hiatus, it's been enough of an issue that they can't draw 45 pages on a monthly schedule anymore (and honestly, I don't blame them, as we all know mangaka schedules are brutal). Also, taking Alive into account, they've been drawing manga for 20 years. This might be their final story, or they might write another with an assistant. Either way, if they do something else, regardless of their role I'll definitely be checking it out!

So now that Hiyori has been undoomed from the narrative the wedding reread is back on. I'll be starting it soon here, all tagged with #Noragami reread and hopefully some of you will join me as well! Feel free to send me your thoughts on the chapter/the ending.

#Noragami #Noragami spoilers #Noragami manga #live update #I am still. gathering the pieces of me that this chapter left on the floor

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Spitting Image #4

(Gaara Sabaku)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to silent.rosario]

Requested by: Myself

Word Count: 4,077

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Part five? Maybe. Prequel? Also maybe. Y’all’s thoughts?

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I have spent the last year and a half shifting between being thankful to Gaara and hating him. At this moment, I hate him. I am hot, sweaty, sunburnt, with sand in crevices I didn't know existed. And, this camel isn't too comfortable to ride. I am tired and irritable. Honestly, I'm just being a bitch right now and I know it. Sadly for Gaara, he's on the wrong end of the bitch stick.

On the plus note, Yoshiki seems to be living his best life. Courtesy of his father's genes, the heat doesn't seem to bother him. If anything, he's enjoying the temperature and the feeling of the sand Shinki keeps playing with him in.

"My Dear - "

"Call me that again and I'll cut your tongue out," I hiss at Gaara, stopping whatever attempt at comforting he was going to offer this time. "I am not your dear, we are not together, you're nothing more than the father of my child. Don't let this move convince you otherwise."

He goes stone-faced, slowly blinking in that dumb way he does when he's thinking. "Perhaps we shall spend the day cooling off once we get back to the village. I think the heat is getting to you."

"And I think you're a dumbass with a weak pull-out game," I mumble under my breath, shifting on the camel saddle again.

"My dear - "

"I'm going to stab you."

" - would you like me to get you down? Maybe stretching your legs will help you feel better. You get antsy if you stay still too long. Besides, I'm sure Shinki could use the rest."

"Jerk," I mutter, rolling my eyes at the man. As if he knows what will make me feel better.

I know he heard me, the proof being the slow blinking of his eyes again. Regardless, Gaara's hold on the camel's reins drops to grip my waist. He helps me down, sight as intense as ever as he settles me on my feet. "See? Better. Now, please be nice," he mutters, hands sliding over my sides to brush off some of the sand specks. "I'm not too fond of the attitude you have at the moment."

"Ya? You won't be too fond of my foot up your - "

"Papa?" Shinki calls, cutting off my empty threat. "Can Yoshiki ride the camel with me?"

"Yes."

"No," I answer, head snapping towards Gaara. "No, it's not safe," I repeat, glaring at the boys' father who seems confused by my decision.

"It will be fine. Shinki has been carrying him, what would the difference be if he kept carrying him?"

"Instead of a four-foot fall, it would be a seven-foot fall?!" I say more than ask, dumbfounded by the shinobi's thought process. "Not to mention it's a bumper ride than just walking with him in his arms. It'll be harder to hold him especially if he wiggles around."

"It will be fine," Gaara repeats, lifting Shinki - with Yoshiki still in his hold - onto the camel.

"It will not be fine. Gaara, get him down!" I shriek, panic quickly feeling me up. "What if he falls? What if - "

"What if you calmed down?" He asks, leaning in to bump his nose against mine. I stand there stunned, blinking at the dumbass as my panic quickly grows into anger. "My apologies, Shikamaru does that to Temari when she gets a bit much to handle. It tends to calm her down, it does not calm you down."

"Of course it's not going to calm me down! My baby is up way too high! The chances of him falling and getting hurt"

"He is fine, my dear. Shinki is not going to drop him, and even if he does - which he will not - I am right here to catch him. Please calm down. Your irritation is starting to irritate me."

Before I can stop myself, my hand swings forward, having a mind of its own. A mind to smack the stupidity out of Gaara. The hit doesn't land though, he catches my wrist before I have a chance to touch him. "Perhaps while the boys take a dip in the springs, we can have some alone time. My brother tells me women can get irritable when their bedroom needs have not been fulfilled in a while."

He has to be kidding, right? Gaara can't be this stupid, this naive, this unaware of the things he says. "What the hell is your problem?" I hiss, trying and failing to tug my wrist out of his hold. "What part of 'we aren't together' do you not understand?"

Another round of slow blinking, making the black markings of Gaara's eyes stand out. I like his markings, the ones around his eyes, the one on his forehead. They're what originally caught my attention, but I can't think of that right now, because he is an irresponsible idiot.

"Would you like to sit on the camel with the boys? Would that calm you down?"

"Yes."

He lets out a soft sigh before turning away from me, going to work situating the three of us in the saddle. "Better?" He mumbles, his hand clinging to my thigh I have pressed against the sides of the animal.

"I guess," I murmur, trying to shake his hand off. "Can we get going? I feel like I'm melting."

"As you wish, Dear."

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All I can think about is a cold shower and a nap as Gaara leads us around the streets of his village. Yoshiki has the same idea, my son is fast asleep, cuddled up in the back wrap his father is carrying him in. Shinki is fast asleep too, my watchful eyes on him as he rests in the saddle.

"My dear - "

"Stop calling me that."

"My dear," he repeats, stopping in his tracks. "What is it that you want made for dinner?"

"What do you want for dinner?" I ask, leaning closer to take a peek at Yoshiki. "I can make whatever you want. I'm not really in the mood to eat anything."

Gaara's head tilts as his face scrunches up. "You do not have to cook anything for dinner. We have chefs at the palace. They shall cook us dinner."

"What?"

"My dear," he annoyingly says for the hundredth time today. "There is staff at the Hokage palace. They take care of things so there is less I need to do. Cooking, cleaning, all that stuff."

"Oh," I mutter, the fears that come along with this move amping up again. "That's... useful."

"Yes, it is. I will have to get Yoshiki and you ID cards for the palace but for now it should be fine. I also - " Gaara goes on a ramble about the things he needs to do to get our son and me settled.

I let his ramble go on as I follow after him. Soon a round-looking building with a red symbol falls into view, standing out from all the sandstone buildings. "Gaara?"

"Yes, my dear?"

I brush off the nickname this time. "What's that building?" I ask, pointing to the symboled building.

His eyes flicker towards where I'm pointing before falling back to me. "It is my home, our home. It is our home," he rambles, tugging in the camel's reins before his free hand falls to grip mine. "Let me take you home," he whispers, tugging all of us forward.

What I think is eagerness flows off the man who's almost dragging me forward. "You seem excited," I tease, letting my eyes flicker down to our joint hands. I don't know how I feel about it. It's not the worst feeling in the world, it's actually pretty nice. Maybe I'm being too harsh, maybe I'm not giving Gaara enough credit, or enough effort.

"I am not excited. I am... I would like to see my family in my house. I would like to see that a lot."

"So, excited?" I repeat, a smile crawling on my face. Maybe I should give him a chance, he is trying really hard after all. "Gaara?"

"Yes, my dear? Have you given some thought to us enjoying our marital perks?"

Just kidding. Gaara is an idiot who doesn't know boundaries. "No," I mutter, shaking my hand loose from his. "Just a reminder, we're not married."

"Not yet, but - "

"But never," I cut him off, leaning closer to him long enough to pull Yoshiki out of his carrier wraps. "We're not going to get married. Not now, not soon, not never," I hiss, holding my son to my chest as I storm away from him.

"My dear? Will you calm down? I don't understand why you're upset," he calls after me, trailing behind as I rush towards the palace.

"Because you're suffocating, Gaara," I shriek, quickly walking up the steps of Yosh's and my new home.

"I'm suffocating? What do you mean? I don't understand, dear. Would you please explain what is happening?"

"Dear Lord, Gaara!" I yell, turning to the side so I can look at him and not fall down the stairs. "That! You're trying so hard and... and... go away!"

I storm the rest of the way up the stairs, Yoshiki now awake, my upsetness rubbing off on him and warming up his tantrum. "Ma'am!" A man at the entrance calls. His head is covered in a wrapping and one of those hourglass headbands I've seen around the village hangs around his neck. "You cannot enter the palace without showing your ID badge."

"Bug off," I groan, storming past him to push the door open.

"Madam, don't make you detain you," the man calls, jumping forward to tug my hand off the door.

"Norio, unhand her this instant!" Gaara calls anger coating his face and his words. "She and my son are free to come and go as they wish. If you ever put your hands on her again, you will not be found by anyone. There won't be anything to find, am I understood?"

He's fuming by the time the threat is let loose, jaw locked and murder swimming in his eyes. The look makes my heart pound in my chest and my arms tighten around my son. This isn't how Gaara acts, he's soft-spoken, he's gentle, he doesn't yell, and he sure as hell doesn't threaten to kill people.

"Yes, Kazekage. My apologies, my lord," the guard says, releasing me before he bows. "My greatest apologies consort Kazekage."

"My dear," Gaara calls, helping his son to his feet before working his way up the stairs. "Would you please calm down?"

"Would you please leave me alone?" I shout, walking through the door before slamming it in his face.

I storm through the palace, rocking Yoshiki who has started screaming in my arms. This village is suffocating, this house is suffocating, Gaara is suffocating. I thought he was just scary looking, that it was just how he looked, but after how quickly that threat came out and how upset he looked, I don't think it's just a façade.

"It's okay, my love," I coo, shifting Yosh further up so I can cover his cheeks in kisses. "It's okay... we're just... in a village I know nothing about, with the only person I know being your father, who is scary as hell," I mutter more to myself than to Yosh. My soft tone works nonetheless, calming him down.

As my son soothes down, I look around the random hallway we've ended up in. The thought of calling for Gaara crosses my mind, quickly being followed by the fear the scene outside has littered my nerves. "What position did I put us in?" I murmur, shifting Yoshiki in my hold. He smiles at me, hands landing on my cheeks to squish them as he babbles.

"Lady Sabaku?" A voice calls, a young lady with a long head of raven hair asks, her head poking out from a door a few paces ahead. "Lord Gaara said you'd be home today. I have drawn an ice bath for you if you'd like to cool off. I'm sure the heat of the desert has gotten to you."

My eyes flickered between Yoshiki and the woman, my nerves still shot. Is this a trap or am I just uneasy? However, I could use the cool down and Yosh is covered in sand. "Yes, I'd enjoy that," I finally decide, slowly walking forward. "Thank you...?"

"Gou," the woman says, bowing once I'm stood in front of her. "My name is Gou, Lady Sabaku. I am your handmaid, my lady."

"Handmaid?" I ask, shifting Yoshiki again. I don't know why he seems so heavy today. Probably because of the heat still seeping off my skin.

"Yes, my lady," Gou says, standing up straight before she snaps her fingers. The door swings open wider, another lady - this one with short red hair - pops out from the room. "This is Sana. She is the palace nanny. Her primary focus is Shinki but until we find a nanny you approve of for Yoshiki, she will aid you in caring for him."

"I... don't want her touching my son...s," I say, making it plural toward the end. If she's Shinki's nanny, Gaara must approve of her, so she's a good person... maybe? I don't know, especially after Gaara's little power trip.

"As you wish, my lady. Give me a few moments to prepare your bath to suit Yoshiki joining you," the woman mumbles before turning on her heels.

"Wait!" I call, holding my son closer to my chest as the Sana lady bows before walking down the hallway. Gou stops in her tracks, turning back towards me. "What... what is a handmaid?"

"It means I am your personal servant. I am here to serve you in any way necessary, at any time, for anything you need. I am at your serves, my lady." She finishes off the little speech with another bow. "What you and our prince still like an ice bath?"

"Yes, please."

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My eyes are locked on the boys through the cracked door. As I've been soaking in the bath, Shinki and Yoshiki have been playing with Shinki's nanny. She seems nice, which has helped me calm down a bit. Shinki is bouncing on the guest bed, making his younger brother tumble around from the mattress moving. The nanny promptly sat on the bed, leaning over the mattress to help keep my son upright and not accidentally stumbled on.

There's a knock on the door before Gaara's head pops in, cutting off my view of the boys. "Hello, my dear."

"I've told you to stop calling me that," I mumble, sliding deeper into the bathtub.

"As you wish, my... darling," he mutters the last word, imaginary eyebrows scrunching together as he walks into the bathroom. "It seems that you have settled. I have had Gou and some of the other servants unpack your things."

"In there?" I ask, flickering my eyes towards the bedroom.

"Of course not. It's been unpacked into - "

"We are not sharing a bedroom," I cut him off, sinking even lower, the water settling over my shoulders now.

"Not for the time being. You will stay in the master bedroom. I shall stay in a guest room unless you are comfortable with us sharing a bed."

"I'm not."

"Then I shall stay in a guest room," he mutters, his eyes scanning the bath water before they flicker towards the window in the room. His cheeks are a light pink color, a bit blown out as he stares at the street outside. "Kankuro tells me it sounds like I have scared you. Is that true? Did I scare you?"

"Maybe," I mutter, skirting my fingertips over the surface of the water. "You were a little... harsh with Mr Security Guard. You don't usually act like that and... it was scary."

Gaara lets out a sigh before he sinks to the tiled floor. His chin rests on the side of the tub, his cat-like eyes locked on my face as he stares at me. His eyes are intense, not the 'I'm going to murder someone' intense but the usual 'trying to figure you out' intense.

"I did not mean to scare you," he whispers, eyes flickering down before they settle on my face again. "I just..." his cheeks puff out for a second as his eyes jump around, ending up settling on the boys still playing in the bedroom. "I did not like how it made me feel... seeing the palace guard grabbing at you. It made me a little... I don't know."

"You don't know what?" I ask, blowing on the water to cause it to ripple.

"I don't know how you make me feel. I enjoy... you, but you make me very angry. Especially when you get angry and won't tell what I have done."

I scan the confused man for a moment, taking in the dark circles of his eyes that are more visible because of his scrunched-up face. Slowly, I move my hand out of the water to cup Gaara's cheek, confusion flickering across his face as his focus shifts to me again.

"Gaara?"

"Yes, my dear - er - darling?"

I swipe my thumb over his cheek watching the confusion slide around his face. "You can be a little much sometimes. Just because we have a child together doesn't mean I want to, let alone am ready for us to be together."

"I don't make you feel good?" He asks, his soft confusion is quickly bubbly to angry confusion. "You make me feel... nice. Why don't I make you feel nice? I do not understand."

"You do, sometimes. You made me feel really nice the first time I met you - "

"Well yes, that is what sex is for. To make people feel good."

"Not just the sex, Gaara," I groan, dropping my hand from his face and letting it soak into the bath water again. "You move too fast. I am happy you want to be with me and I like having you around, but there are some steps between being strangers to being a married couple."

"I am aware, but we... missed some steps. I like how you make me feel and you have had my son. I want you to be my wife, so you shall be my wife. That is what we are supposed to do."

"Gaara."

"My darling?"

"I will make you a list."

"A list?"

"Yes, a list," I mutter, fluttering my eyes closed. "I will make you a list of stuff that makes me feel how I make you feel. When you have all the boxes checked off, you can ask me to marry you again."

"Until then?"

"Until then, stop asking me to marry you, stop talking about weddings, and just... stop talking about the future for now, okay? I just need some space."

He blinks slowly as his eyes flicker between my face and my chest. "Alright, I will give you space."

I let out a sigh, my shoulders relaxing at the spare-of-the-moment plan I came up with. It's not a lie, I do enjoy Gaara and a part of me will always love him especially since he is the father of my son. I'm sure if he slowed down I would fall in love with him, but if he keeps pushing I don't think it'll work out how we both seem to want.

"Darling?" I hum a yes, opening one of my eyes to look at him. Gaara's eyes are soft and now locked on my legs instead of my chest. "I wish to join your bath. You should let me join you."

I let out another sigh, deciding it would be easier to end my bath than fight the father of my child. "I'm getting out actually, do you mind grabbing me a towel."

"As you wish, darling."

"As you wish, darling," I mumble under my breath, a soft smile crawling on my face as I watch Gaara search for a towel.

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A knock at the door stirs me in my bed. Like usual, my first reaction is to check on Yoshiki who's asleep in the bassinet next to my bed. Gaara tried insisting on letting him sleep in the nursery set up for him across the room, but the thought made me panic. So many people that come and go from the palace that I don't know, let alone trust. I would have never been able to sleep with him so far away.

Another knock comes, pulling a sigh from me. I've sighed a lot today, courtesy of Gaara's failing attempts to give me space. On the plus note, he hasn't mentioned anything about marriage or weddings since our conversation.

"Come in," I mutter, flapping back onto the bed. It's huge, easily fitting three people fully stretched out. Everything here is huge, the rooms, the dining room, the hallways, everything.

The door slowly gets pushed open, the light from the hallway sneaking in. "Darling?"

"Gaara?" I sigh out, eyes caught in the hanging drapes of the bed frame.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure."

More light spills in before it's cut off by the door closing. The soft patter of Gaara crossing the carpet fills the space, soon replaced by the sound of him crawling into bed with me. The hot-headed Shinobi hangs his head above mine, his red hair fanned out and his forehead mark on full display, reminding me of the similar one our son has. "Hello, Darling. I have been looking over your list."

"Ya?"

"Yes. Should I do the things in order?" He asks, head tilting as his eyes run over my face.

"Not necessarily, why?"

Gaara settles down next to me, sitting against the headboard before he pulls out the paper. I shift in bed, mirroring his position. My eyes scan over the sheet, rereading the list I made for him.

Date Nights

Day trips

Cooking together

Late night cuddles

Love Letters

Star gazing

Spa Nights

"I don't know what cuddling is, but it is late at night. Would you show me?" He asks, cutting me off from finishing reading the page.

My eyes flicker towards him, taking in the blankness of it as he looks at me for guidance. "Ya, I can."

"What are the steps?"

I let out an airy laugh, flickering my eyes around the room. "Just lay down, Gaara."

"Why? Am I going to sleep? If so, I will need to change out of my day clothes."

"Dear lord, Gaar. Fine, take off your clothes. Strip down to your boxes. I don't care," I groan, and lay back down on the bed. I snap my eyes closed again, soaking in the warmth of the bedding.

The bed undips as he climbs out of it, the sound of his clothes shuffling off filling the space. "I am unclothed. Now what do I do?"

I roll onto my back, letting my eyes scan Gaara's frame, the frame I haven't seen in so long. "What the hell is on your sides?" I ask, the imprints there snagging my attention but I am unable to make out what it is.

"Your scratch marks."

"What?"

"The scratch marks from our night together. They made me feel... the ways you made me feel. So, I had them permanently stuck on my skin."

"You tattooed the scratch marks I left on you?"

"Yes."

My eyes blink on over-drive as I look at the emotionally unintelligent man next to the mattress. "Lay down under the sheets," I muttered, lifting the blanket. Gaara does as he's ordered, laying as stiff as a board once he's in the bed. I slowly shift closer to him, laying next to his side and resting my head on his chest. "You don't have to be... unclothed for us to cuddle, by the way."

"Alright."

"It's love, by the way."

"What is love?"

"The thing I make you feel. It's called love."

"Do you love me?"

"I think so," I whisper, wrapping my arms around him. "You scare me so it's hard to tell, but yes, I think I do."

"Do you know I love you?"

"I mean, you gave me a son that's the spitting image of you so I'm pretty sure I know you love me."

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youuuimeanmee · 4 months

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Noragami Final Chapter Thoughts

You know what? I'm used to it.

I'm used to have exceptionally well-written manga get cut off or deadline-d to finish at certain point of time (usually by the publisher's order) when the authors still have so, so, SO much more left to give, so in the end they have no choice but to rush the final chapter.

Shingeki no Kyojin, Promised Neverland, Nisekoi, other mangas I forgot to name. And this manga. For such a long-running series with deep lore, they all could use a special volume (200+ pages) as an epilogue, not a 45-pages speedrun of everyone's everafter. I wish more series could follow Mob Psycho's example. Some say Mob Pycho Season 3 is too long, it needs to be more compact etc, but I don't think so at all. I think it's perfect the way it is -- it's a fulfilling send-off for all the characters we love so much. I wish more series would get their ending like that, but what can I say about Japanese manga industry.

And there's also Adachitoka's health to consider too. In which case, I'd say they did their best, and I'm really thankful for them for being able to deliver this series safely.

In short, I already expected this chapter to be a speedrun. Because of that, my experience when I read this chapter is better than I expected.

Maybe because I've learned my lessons for not making theory too much, so I don't have certain expectations that'd cloud my judgement.

With no deep thoughts when reading, let's go dive in.

The PUNS it still gets me. Yukine's sister calling Haruki's name while watching a tree that blossoms in spring is 😭😭😭

Ayoo he can change to a dog still? My poor baby 😭

I guess this is his punishment for wrecking havoc in the human world and disturbing the Heaven? But like, he was clearly under the influence of trashdad?? He's not really at fault?? Is this author's message that we shouldn't justify his action just because we understood his reasons?? But still. That's too cruel for doing it for your own main character.

I know shinkis that were left behind by their master would retain their name after the master's death, but still. To think Izanami's power is still working on Yukine after the Kotonoha is destroyed. This is tragedy.

THE FLOWERSS IN YUKINE'S RESTING PLACEE AKSJJDBDKDJDJD

Daww that's nicee. Hiyori as an intern!

Damn, she really forgot everything. This is for the best though, she already died once when she got too close with the far shore; I'm already prepared for this much. Maybe Yato had finally severed her ties with him and that (along with the cpr) is what allowed Hiyori to return.

Wdym "intense cpr," it's more than intense. It's hella long too. Nobody could perform intense cpr for hours nonstop, unless that person is non-human.

Good to know Yato broke her ribs though, nice work!

Hiyori's missing notebook? Prob taken by Yato or something.

Dafuq. Move along with your "it's me!" wishy-boy. No. This time it's not you who kissed her. You were delirious in some random abandoned building in some random city when Hiyori was dying.

See, this is my nightmare. To have the real Fujisaki Koto as Hiyori's future love interest. Because I know for sure, for so long, that they could bonded with their out-of-body experience when they both lost their memory.

Sorry Koto, 'nothing against the real you, but your alter ego has kinda ruined your image.

Damn, Father's longing for Kaya runs deep in Koto's veins.

BAHAHA, Nice one Coophone. Or Yato. Or Yukine. Or whatever tf Hiyori's guardian is.

AWWW THE GODS ARE CARRYING HIYORI'S LEGACY TO HAVE A PICNIC TOGETHER 😭😭😭😭

Aww man I didn't see Nana. She'd love to have a picnic with both Bishamon and Arahabaki! Is it because she was infected with GGS, or is it simply her turn to watch over the house? I hope it's the latter.

I wish the Gods would talk more about Yato's miracles, including about Hiyori. She is literally the glue that help stick these guys together. Without her, they wouldn't even know about Father's Liberation ability.

Heck, forget about Yatori. I wanna hear the Gods reminscing about their situations & conditions after the incident. But alas.

Oh well. This is something I've learned to let go.

Woow Kunimi looks young! Does he finally have a vacation?? Lol

Ebisu's voice got deeper? He still looks like a baby to me. Is he a baby 12-yo?

It's real nice to see the 3 reincarnated gods! Though I coulnd't care less abt them,even tho i know they have main character energy

Oh. my God. TakeKiun is really sailingg Look at dem. Matching clothes and soft smiles and all dat shit 🥺🥺🥺

Um, okay. It's good and all that each mortal has their own version about what happened at that time, but like,

Weren't people DIED???

I thought many people died!! Getting slashed by Gods!! Why is it not covered on the national news-

(myb when Father's "nation" returned to the underworld, the souls who were lost were also returned to its vessel somehow?)

Nope, nevermind. Just don't think too deeply about it. Moving on.

BISHAAA it's good to see her in great health!

Though I really wanna know, how is her relationship with the Heaven and the other Gods after that fiasco, how she feels abt Father's defeat, etc--

NOPE. Don't thinkabout it. Just moveon.

Here I thought Yato was gonna get a reward from Amaterasu for slaying "something that doesn't belong on this Earth." Oh well. Guess Amaterasu is hella stingy like that.

Why Yukine seems like he got even smaller though. Is it the changing art style? He looks more baby than ever.

Wait, they got a whole proper room to sleep? Is this their old room in Kofuku's house?? I thought since Yukine is infected by GGS, Kofuku stayed the hell away from Yukine, but that doesn't seem like the case?

Maybe Kofuku-Daikoku are the one who abandoned the shop; leaving it for Yato and Yukine to stay in? We'll never know.

(Now where is Kofuku's new address, I need to know)

Since Yukine is infected by GGS and always in constant nightmare, I'd like to believe Kazuma is experiencing the same thing; in order to separate him from the rest of the clan, now Kazuma sleeps with Bishamon every night. Lucky bastard.

That is so touching of Yato for comforting his sobbing child every night, but I wish we got a glimpse of his reminisce with his now-gone Father.

Oh wooww the dude finally stopped playing around. I thought he didn't have the guts to cut Hiyori's ties, turns out he really cut itt. No wonder Hiyori forgot about him for 10 years.

(Though I don't think she forgot completely either. Yato might not be in her head anymore, but he's still in her heart)

Adachitoka-san. Are you trying to tell ME this teke-teke thing is way more viral than the mass of unnatural, unknown deaths???

Is it because there's no death at all???

*sighs.* Anyways.

Aww Nora is now staying at Iki's household, happier than ever 🥺

Oh so that's where Hiyori's notebook goes.

Wait, Iki household creeps Hiyori out? Why? Is it because she was traumatized by her grandma's death? (Does she even remember that?) Is it because she faintly remembered the way Nora broke her house's windows? Or is it because she could sense Nora's presence and it icks her? I hope it's not the latter ☹️

I'm happy Nora is finally a happy child, but, Yukine? What about my son Yukine, who is no longer a pure soul, who could no longer sleep peacefully every night. Where is Nora's apology for leading Yukine to Father huh? Where is her apology for (indirectly) turning Yukine into who he is today? I guess it happens off-screen, we'll never know.

OH WOWW THE PUNS' AT IT AGAIN

Wdym "the night has a scent."

"Night" is using the same kanji as Yato's name, 夜. She is remembering his smell from the nightt, peoplee

(The night when he kissed her prob)

The power of the match-matching ema hunged by Ookuninushi is really strong, huh. Hiyori managed to remember Yato again, despite her already-severed-ties with Yato.

(or maybe not. I guess their fate really IS intertwined, knowing their first meeting)

I kinda wish Hiyori would remember Yato much later, like, in her 40s when she already has kids on her own, but hey, the sooner she remembers him, the longer he'd stay on this Earth so I'd still consider it a win!

Tbh, a part of me don't want her to get involved with far shore like she did in the past, but a part of me also wants her to snuggle between Yato and Yukine's arms after her work hours end. Dilemma.

Now I need Hiyori's journey to become one hell of a rich doctor so she could build a proper shrine for Yato so she and her family could pray together every morning, because she claimed it's Yatogami who saved her life that day. She'd make dinner for Yato and Yukine and eat with them every evening while her family acknowledge it as her night-praying-time. She'd tell her family, her future husband, and her future children about the legend of Yato (she'd exaggerate it a lot) and the next thing she knows, Yato have already has a devoted followers. Oh, and she'd often visited Bisha's shrine, Kofuku's, Ebisu's, all gods associated with Yato.

That's it folks. I rarely do my thoughts about Noragami, but I do read it religiously regularly each month. This manga has already become my comfort manga no matter how angsty it is, so it's gonna be hard to part with it, after all this time. Maybe for next month I'm gonna restart from chapter 1, one chapter per month.

I do have to say though, usually when I read a series with unsatisfactory ending, it leaves a bad taste in mouth. Somehow this chapter don't feel like that at all. I don't know why. I still look at this chapter and all the previous ones with fondness.

I wanna dream that 1-2 years from now, Adachitoka would release a 200-pages of Noragami epilogue -- which I know it's impossible, but hey, let the girl dream. I'm also looking forward for the extra komas, if there's any.

It's been a good time with you all 🤗👋

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