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gleamgalore · 4 years

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☆Favorite Series/Dramas/Animes/Shows☆

Sense8 by Lana & Lilly Wachowski & J. Michael Straczynski ;; USA ;; 2 seasons | 24 eps ;; sci-fi, drama [05.06.2015-08.06.2018]

Ed, Edd n Eddy by Danny Antonucci ;; USA/Canada ;; 6 seasons | 70 eps ;; comedy, animation [04.01.1999-08.11.2009]

Pan Am by Jack Orman ;; USA ;; 14 eps ;; period drama, historical fiction [25.09.2011-09.02.2012]

Death Note (デスノート) by Tetsurō Araki ;; Japan;; 37 eps ;; mystery, psychological thriller, supernatural [03.10.2006-26.06.2007]

You Who Came from the Stars (별에서 온 그대) by Oh Choong Hwan, Jang Tae Yoo & Park Ji Eun ;; Korea ;; 21 eps ;; comedy, romance, drama, melodrama, supernatural, aliens [18.12.2013-27.02.2014]

Ranma ½ (らんま½) by Koji Sawai & Junji Nishimura ;; Japan ;; 143 eps ;; adventure, martial arts, romantic comedy [20.10.1989-25.09.1992]

Selfie by Emily Kapnek ;; USA ;; 13 eps ;; sitcom [30.09-30.12.2014]

Bring It On, Ghost (싸우자귀신아) by Park Joon Hwa & Lee Dae Il ;; Korea ;; 16 eps ;; action, horror, comedy, romance, drama, supernatural [11.07-30.08.2016]

Free! - Iwatobi Swim Club by Hiroko Utsumi;; Japan ;; n eps ;; sports (swimming) [04.07-26.09.2013]

Free! - Eternal Summer by Hiroko Utsumi;; Japan ;; 13 eps + OVA ;; sports (swimming) [02.07-24.09.2014]

Game of Thrones by David Benioff & D.B. Weiss ;; USA ;; 8 seasons | 73 eps ;; fantasy, serial drama, tragedy [17.04.2011-19.05.2019]

Angry Mom (앵그리맘) by Ashbun & Kim Ban Di ;; Korea ;; 16 eps ;; comedy, school, drama, family, melodrama [18.03-07.05.2015]

Death Parade (デス・パレード) by Yuzuru Tachikawa ;; Japan ;; 12 eps ;; psychological [09.01-27.03.2015]

Shaman King (シャーマンキング) by Seiji Mizushima ;; Japan ;; 64 eps ;; adventure, supernatural [04.07.2001-25.09.2002]

Galavant by Dan Fogelman ;; USA ;; 2 seasons | 18 eps ;; comic fantasy, musical [04.01.2015-31.01.2016]

Fight for My Way (쌈 마이웨이) by Lee Na Jung, Kim Dong Hwi & Im Sang Choon ;; Korea ;; 16 eps ;; friendship, business, comedy, romance, drama [22.05-11.07.2017]

Strangers by Mark Denton & Johnny Stockwood ;; UK ;; 8 eps ;; crime drama [19.11.2018]

American Horror Story: Coven by Ryan Murphy & Brad Falchuk ;; USA ;; 13 eps ;; horror, supernatural horror [09.10.2013-29.01.2014]

Courage the Cowardly Dog by John R. Dilworth ;; USA ;; 4 seasons | 52 eps ;; animation, slapstick, comedy horror, supernatural, comic sci-fi, black comedy [12.11.1999-22.11.2002]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Joss Whedon ;; USA ;; 7 seasons | 144 eps ;; supernatural drama, horror, comedy-drama, teen drama, action, dark fantasy [10.03.1997-20.05.2003]

Veronica Mars by Rob Thomas;; USA ;; 4 seasons | 72 eps ;; drama, mystery, neo-noir, teen drama [22.09.2004-19.07.2019]

It’s Okay, That’s Love (괜찮아, 사랑이야) by Kim Kyu Tae & Noh Hee Kyung ;; Korea ;; 16 eps ;; friendship, psychological, comedy, romance, drama, medical, melodrama [23.07-11.09.2014]

Merlin by Julian Jones, Jake Michie, Johnny Capps & Julian Murphy ;; UK ;; 5 seasons | 65 eps ;; serial drama, medieval fantasy, adventure [20.09.2008-24.12.2012]

Constantine by Daniel Cerone & David S. Goyer ;; USA ;; 13 eps ;; drama horror [24.10.2014-13.02.2015]

Hit The Stage ;; Korea ;; 10 eps ;; tv show [27.07-28.09.2016]

Paradise Kiss (パラダイス・キス) by Osamu Kobayashi ;; Japan ;; 12 eps ;; coming-of-age, romance [13.10-29.12.2005]

Rich Man (리치맨) by Min Doo Shik & Hwang Jo Yoon ;; Korea ;; 16 eps ;; comedy, romance [09.05-28.06.2018]

Sherlock by Mark Gatiss & Steven Moffat ;; UK ;; 4 seasons | 13 eps ;; crime [25.07.2010-15.01.2017]

Total Drama by Jennifer Pertsch & Tom McGillis;; Canada/USA ;; 5 seasons | 120 eps ;; animation, comedy, teen sitcom, reality [08.07.2007-20.11.2014]

Inuyasha (犬夜叉) by Masashi Ikeda & Yasunao Aoki;; Japan ;; 167 eps ;; adventure, fantasy, romance [16.10.2000-13.09.2004]

Kim Possible by Bob Schooley & Mark McCorkle ;; USA ;; 4 seasons | 87 eps ;; comedy, action, adventure [07.06.2002-07.09.2007]

Kodomo no Omocha (こどものおもちゃ) by Akitaro Daichi, Hiroaki Sakurai & Akira Suzuki ;; Japan ;; 102 eps ;; romantic comedy [05.04.1996-27.03.1998]

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood (鋼の錬金術師 FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST) by Yasuhiro Irie ;; Japan ;; 64 eps ;; adventure, dark fantasy, sci-fi [05.04.2009-04.07.2010]

Charmed by Constance m. Burge ;; USA ;; 8 seasons | 178 eps ;; drama, fantasy, supernatural fiction [07.10.1998-21.05.2006]

Vicious by Mark Ravenhill & Gary Janetti ;; UK ;; 2 seasons + 1 Christmas special + 1 final special | 14 eps ;; sitcom [29.04.2013-16.12.2016]

Un-Go (アンゴ) by Seiji Mizushima ;; Japan ;; 11 eps ;; mystery, sci-fi, supernatural [13.10-22.12.2011]

The Good Place by Michael Schur ;; USA ;; 4 seasons | 53 eps ;; comedy, philosophical fiction, fantasy, dystopia [19.09.2016-30.01.2020]

The Rose of Versailles (ベルサイユのばら) by Tadao Nagahama & Osamu Dexaki ;; Japan ;; 40 eps ;; historical, romance [10.10.1979-03.09.1980]

CSI: Crime Scene Investigation by Anthony E. Zuiker ;; USA ;; 15 seasons | 337 eps ;; police procedural, mystery, drama [06.10.2000-27.09.2015]

The Lover (더 러버) by Kim Tae Eun, Jung Min Seok & Kim Min Seok ;; Korea ;; 12 eps ;; comedy, romance, life, lgbtq+ [02.04-25.06.2015]

Emerald City by Matthew Arnold & Josh Friedman ;; USA ;; 10 eps ;; adventure, drama, fantasy [06.01-03.03.2017]

Yuri!!! On Ice (ユーリ!!! on ICE) by Sayo Yamamoto & Mitsurō Kubo ;; Japan ;; 12 eps ;; sports (figure skating) [06.10-21.12.2016]

Hello Monster (너를 기억해) by Kim Jin Won & Kwon Ki Young ;; Korea ;; 16 eps ;; action, thriller, mystery, psychological, comedy, romance, crime, drama, detective, investigation [22.06-11.08.2015]

Chicago Typewriter (시카고 타자기) by Kim Cheol Kyu & Jin Soo Wan ;; Korea ;; 16 eps ;; friendship, mystery, comedy, romance, supernatural, political [07.04-03.06.2017]

Powerless by Ben Queen ;; USA ;; 12 eps ;; sitcom, action, superhero [02.02-20.04.2017]

Busted! (범인은 바로 너) ;; Korea ;; 2 seasons | 20 eps ;; mystery fiction, variety show, thriller [04.05.2018-present]

The Umbrella Academy by Steve Blackman ;; USA ;; 10 eps ;; black comedy, drama, sci-fi, superhero, fantasy [15.02.2019-present]

Memories of the Alhambra (알함브라 궁전의 추억) by Ahn Gil Ho & Song Jae Jung ;; Korea ;; 16 eps ;; action, thriller, mystery, comedy, romance, sci-fi, melodrama [01.12.2018-20.01.2019]

Kingdom - S01 (킹덤) by Kim Sung Hoon & Kim Eun Hee ;; Korea ;; 6 eps ;; action, suspense, thriller, historical, horror, zombies, political [25.01.2019]

Anne with an “E” by Moira Walley-Beckett;; Canada ;; 3 seasons | 27 eps ;; drama [19.03.2017-24.11.2019]

Unbelievable by Susannah Grant, Ayelet Waldman & Michael Chabon ;; USA ;; 8 eps ;; true crime, drama [13.09.2019]

Queendom (퀸덤) ;; Korea;; 10 eps ;; reality [29.08-31.10.2019]

Splash Splash LOVE (퐁당퐁당 LOVE) by Kim Ji Hyun;; Korea ;; 2 eps ;; fantasy, romance, time slip [13.12-20.12.2015]

Hotel del Luna (호텔 델루나) by Oh Choong Hwan, Hong Jung Eun & Hong Mi Ran ;; Korea ;; 16 eps ;; action, suspence, mystery, horror, comedy, romance, drama, fantasy, melodrama, supernatural [13.07-01.09.2019]

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mooifyourecows · 7 years

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Magic

Well, here’s Day 2: Magic/ Space for @daisugaweek2017. I kind of cheated because it’s more “supernatural” than “magic” but whatever. Same thing. This actually comes from an idea I had for an AU so there may be a continuation of it in the future.

Also, it’s probably well known by now that I like to use less than savory language in all of my writing, but I’m gonna throw a warning out there anyway.

This story uses explicit language. Enjoy.

(Also it’s really long and the “read under the cut” thing was being a douchebag and wasn’t working so I apologize for spamming you with this junk.)

Touch me…

Daichi stared warily up at the decrepit old statue of the bucking horse with narrowed eyes.

Touch me… the faint whispering voice hummed from somewhere within the bird dropping spattered bronze of the horse’s form.

His lip twitched up in distaste.

What an erotic haunted statue.

When he had heard the first whisperings among his new classmates about the possessed horse statue in the back gardens of the high school to which he had just transferred not a week prior, he had imagined something a little more…

Sinister?

Or at least less…

Touch me…

Well, less perverted.

Daichi considered ignoring it. Even though he had come to school an hour early in order to investigate the rumor. He could just ignore it. It wasn’t his job to solve hauntings anyway. It’s not like he was an exorcist.

But he wasn’t actually expecting it to be legitimately haunted in the first place. Most rumors of possession or voices calling out in the middle of the night were nothing but that.

Rumors.

C’mon… just a little touch.

Daichi let out a growling sigh.

He could just ignore it.

But if his guardian caught word that a talking, perverted, horse statue was begging people to touch it and had even sent the last person that touched it, a janitor assigned to clean it, to the hospital with a brain aneurysm… well that was just asking to open up a huge can of worms, wasn’t it?

He would probably show up at the school in broad daylight, decked to the nines in talismans and wearing that, oh god, that horribly embarrassing Noh mask he claimed to be a ward against the whisperings of sirens.

One week after transferring to his new school… that was the last thing Daichi needed.

It wasn’t like he didn’t already have a tough time fitting in with other kids without the “help” from his strange- albeit well meaning- guardian’s interference.

He could ignore it.

But it was probably less troublesome to just deal with it on his own.

Touch me… I won’t bite.

Daichi sneered and reached out.

Sure you won’t, pervert.

Without hesitation, Daichi wrapped his hand around the ankle of the front left leg of the statue.

A pulse traveled through his body and his hand burned with quick, sudden heat. He winced but held tight until the pulse echoed back up from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head and the heat disappeared, replaced by an icy cold sting. A bright light flashed, blinding Daichi momentarily and he released the statue, taking a large stride backwards.

“Ah hahahahaha!” a cackling voice rang out. “Fuckin’ finally!”

Daichi rubbed his eyes until the brown spots disappeared. He blinked rapidly and stared up at the cloud of grey smoke hanging over the statue, formless and light. Lines of black smoke rolled through the cloud and Daichi hunted for some kind of face or source of the voice.

The cloud coiled away from the statue, voice throwing expletives back its way. And then somehow, it seemed to turn towards Daichi, though he couldn’t say why he felt that way, considering the lack of shape.

“Thank you kindly for freeing me,” the voice turned sweet. “Your reward is being my very first meal of the century!”

The cloud rushed towards him and yeah, Daichi probably should have ignored it, after all.

Because he was not equipped to face this kind of thing.

Regardless, he cocked his fist back, waited, and slammed it forward as black tendrils reached out from the smoke.

And you would think that there’d be no connection.

It being a cloud and all.

But would you believe it, Daichi’s fist crashed into something solid, very solid, and sent it flying backwards and to the cobbled path. The cloud of smoke dissipated and Daichi stared wide-eyed at the body that writhed and kicked on the ground before him.

“Owwww!” what looked to be a young man with unruly grey hair clutched at his face. “That hurt! You actually hit me!”

Daichi blinked in surprise.

The young man kicked, groaning loudly. He was dressed in a pair of light grey hakama, tied at his calves with bright royal blue ribbon, and a tightly fitted, black, half shirt with long sleeves. The hem of the shirt ended just halfway down his torso, displaying the pale skin of his toned abdomen, upon which black stripes were tattooed.

The boy’s face was unremarkable, as far as youkai went. There were no horns, no enlarged or protruding features.

In fact, other than the tall, hairy ears and black stripes curling across his cheeks to his delicate nose, he looked entirely human.

Other than the long, sharp incisors revealed as his mouth opened- entirely too wide to be human- and he let out the shout,

“Don’t get cocky! It’s because I’m sore from being stuck in that statue for ninety years!”

The boy climbed to his feet, bent at his knees, and then jumped into the air, where he hung, suspended. He lifted both hands, raising his middle fingers, and then whirled in the opposite direction.

“Suck a dick, Jackass!” he yelled and then flew away, trailing grey smoke as he went.

Daichi watched him go for a moment until he disappeared. He scratched the back of his head and then gazed down at his hand.

I punched a youkai.

He squeezed his hand into a fist and then loosened it again.

That was new.

He looked once more at the statue, but it whispered no longer.

He momentarily worried about what kind of mayhem he had just released, but eventually shrugged and headed off to class before someone spotted him loitering around the haunted statue and deemed him a weirdo.

“Does anyone want to read the next page?”

The class groaned and avoided making eye contact with the sensei.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s a pain in the ass. C’mon. Someone volunteer or else I’ll pick at random.”

The boy in the desk to the right of Daichi’s timidly raised his hand.

“Uh… Sensei, I could read…”

“Ah! Azumane-kun! What a good student. Today you’re my favorite,” the sensei leaned against the desk, holding up his copy of To Kill a Mockingbird. “Everyone take notes from Azumane-kun. He’s the epitome of the perfect student.”

“Ugh, Shimada-sensei you shouldn’t play favorites!” someone complained from the front of the room.

“Jealousy is very ugly,” he lightly smacked the student on the head with his book. “Now shut up so my favorite student can be heard. Go ahead, Azumane-kun.”

The meek giant lifted his book in front of his face to hide the flaming red color his cheeks had turned and stood.

Daichi smiled. Shimada-sensei was his favorite. He made the day interesting with his straight forward- and sometimes harsh- banter with the class.

Azumane started to read, voice soft, but just loud enough to carry across the room. Daichi turned his head to the side, staring through the window directly to his left.

It was a beautiful afternoon. The sky was blue and white puffy clouds rolled by leisurely, casting the occasional much coveted relief of shade on the earth below. Daichi could almost completely forget the events of that morning when the world seemed so peaceful.

Almost.

But not quite.

Especially not when he caught sight of that grey form barreling towards his window. Daichi’s eyes widened and he leaned away just as the youkai from that morning slammed into the glass.

The classroom erupted in shrieks of surprise and Azumane stopped reading as the loud thump echoed through the air.

“What the…” Shimada-sensei stared wide-eyed at the window.

Daichi gulped.

The youkai pressed the palms of his hands to the window, bare feet dangling in midair as he peered through at the classroom. His eyes fell on Daichi and his thick grey brows pulled low over his burning hazel eyes.

They can’t see him… can they? Daichi glanced back at his fellow classmates.

Shimada-sensei hummed and turned away.

“Must’ve been a bird,” he said, calming the excited murmuring. “Let’s get back to reading. Azumane-kun?”

“Ah… okay…” he cleared his throat and picked up where he left off.

Daichi let out a deep breath of relief and turned back to the youkai. He glared down at Daichi fiercely and then pointed at the latch on the window.

He wants in? Is he crazy?

As if Daichi was dumb enough to invite a youkai into his classroom with so many people nearby. He gave a curt shake of his head and the youkai’s cheeks reddened in anger. He pointed again, nose scrunching, mouth twisting.

Daichi gave him a pointed stare and then faced forward.

Does he think I’m an idiot?

He had already tried taking a bite out of Daichi once that morning. There was no way he was going to give him the opportunity again—

Motion beyond the window drew his eyes once more.

The youkai pulled his right arm back and cocked it, ready to slam it forward.

Wait…

Is he…

Daichi’s eyes went wide and he suddenly thrust his hand into the air. The youkai paused, watching him with narrow eyes.

Azumane stopped his reading as Shimada-sensei cocked an eyebrow, “Something wrong, Sawamura-kun?”

“Ah… I… uhm…” he cleared his throat, lowering his hand. “It’s really hot back here. Is it okay if I open the window?”

“Go ahead,” Shimada frowned. “Was that really worth interrupting the reading for though?”

“S-sorry,” Daichi’s face warmed and he stood.

“Continue, Azumane-kun.”

Azumane picked up the reading once more and Daichi grabbed the latch to the window.

This is a bad idea.

He knew it was a bad idea. But he couldn’t let the youkai shatter the window. Either way, he was getting inside. Daichi just chose the less violent path this time.

He opened the window and the youkai stepped inside, bare feet balancing on the sill.

“Smart move, kid,” he said, voice ringing through the classroom.

Daichi glanced anxiously at the students but they paid him no heed, leaning over their books in boredom.

Daichi gulped and sat in his seat once more, willing the youkai not to cause trouble.

This is a bad idea.

His heart thundered in his chest.

“Hmm…” the youkai hopped onto Daichi’s desk and stared around the room, arms crossed over his chest. “Human schools are different than they were ninety-years ago.”

Azumane finished reading and sat.

“Thank you, Azumane-kun. Best student. Alright, who wants to be second best student? Higarashi?”

“Geh, don’t pick me!” a boy near the front of the classroom complained.

“Read the next page please,” Shimada sang, ignoring his plea.

The youkai turned towards Daichi as Higarashi stood and began reading, voice dull.

Sweat lined Daichi’s brow and he stared at the creature in the corner of his eye, pretending that he wasn’t there.

He’s not there.

The youkai plopped down on his behind, legs hanging over on either side of Daichi’s chair. He leaned back on the heels of his hands, kicking his bare feet nonchalantly.

Daichi clenched his jaw and pulled the book out from under his thigh, holding it in his lap.

“Alright, I know what you did,” the youkai said in a low voice.

Daichi glanced up into his face. His eyebrows were pulled low, eyes dark as he stared down at him. For a moment, he was distracted by the small beauty mark in the corner of his left eye.

He looks so…

Human.

“Are you going to admit to your crime?” the youkai demanded, placing his right foot on Daichi’s left thigh.

Daichi eyed the foot for a moment and then glanced into his face again.

Crime?

What crime?

I freed you, ungrateful monster.

“I get it, you can’t talk,” the youkai leaned forward. “So just listen.” He reached out and pressed a finger to Daichi’s forehead. “I just tried to leave the city. And guess what happened?”

Daichi furrowed his brows.

“I got fucking burned,” he lifted his foot and pulled the fabric of his hakama up mid-calf, revealing ugly red blisters around his ankle. “Look at it! It hurts like hell!”

Daichi stared at the wound for a long second before turning his eyes back to the youkai.

So what?

How is this my fault?

The youkai covered the wound once more and set the foot on Daichi’s thigh.

“You son of a bitch. How did you form a lifelink in that short of time?”

Daichi blinked.

What?

Life what?

The youkai continued to sneer at him for several moments as Daichi wracked his brain. A lifelink? Daichi didn’t know how to create such a thing. That would take a powerful ritual performed by an actual exorcist, wouldn’t it? There would have to be summoning circles and blood exchanges and talismans and chanting… wouldn’t there?

The youkai huffed, “Whatever. I don’t really care how it happened. It’ll disappear once I eat you anyway.” He waved a hand.

Daichi’s eyes widened.

Eat me?

What?

The youkai smirked and slid off of the desk. He settled in Daichi’s lap, straddling his hips. Daichi stiffened as he placed his hands on his shoulders and leaned close. He sniffed his face, staring deeply into his eyes.

“You should be happy,” he whispered, nose brushing his cheek. “It’s an honor to be the meal of someone like me.”

Meal?

Me?

Daichi gulped.

He wasn’t serious, was he?

He didn’t actually intend to eat Daichi right there in the middle of the classroom, did he?

The youkai caught his panicked glance towards Azumane.

“Hm… don’t worry,” he said, fingers grasping his jaw and turning his head to the side. “After I’m done with you, I’ll be sure to eat the others too.”

The youkai sunk his teeth into the side of Daichi’s neck, breaking the skin in an instant.

Daichi let out a loud gasp and grabbed the youkai’s hair. For a moment, he stared in confusion and terror at the sight of the pale grey glow emanating from his right hand, but then the youkai bit down harder and he felt a trickle of blood slip down his throat and wet the collar of his uniform shirt.

He pulled at the youkai’s hair and he unlatched his jaw from around his neck. Daichi pulled him back against the desk. The youkai’s irises were almost completely enveloped in the black of his pupils. His cheeks were flushed bright pink and blood dripped from his incisors, painting red down his pale chin. His tongue slipped out and licked the blood away slowly.

“Ahh…” he let out a moan. “Delicious…”

A loud cry drew Daichi’s attention to the right.

Azumane stared at him with wide eyes, mouth gaping open. “S-Sawamura-kun!”

The rest of the class turned towards him and Daichi quickly slapped his left hand over the wound in his neck.

“What happened?” Shimada straightened away from the desk. “Sawamura-kun, did you hurt yourself? Where’s all that blood coming from?”

“Ahh… ahh…” Daichi glanced at the youkai, but he was still licking the blood from his lips, expression euphoric. “S-sorry. I uhm… it’s a scratch that I accidentally… uh…”

“Go clean it up,” Shimada said. “Go to the nurse. Azumane will you walk with him—”

“No! I can go by myself, it’s okay!” Daichi leapt to his feet, sending the youkai sprawling on his back in the aisle. “Sorry. I’ll be back when I get a bandage.”

“Don’t rush,” Shimada frowned worriedly. “Take your time.”

Daichi turned towards the door, eyeing the youkai anxiously.

Follow.

Come on.

Follow me.

The youkai spotted him leaving and jumped to his feet. He chased after as Daichi swiftly crossed the room and entered the hallway.

“Don’t escape,” the youkai called.

Daichi picked up his speed until he was running down the hallway.

The youkai let out a tremendous cackling laugh.

“Ahh, prey is more delicious when it puts up a fight!” he squealed.

Daichi ducked into the bathroom and turned. The youkai burst in after him, just in time to catch Daichi’s- still glowing- fist in his left cheek.

The youkai flew across the bathroom and crashed into the trashcan, taking it out with him as he hit the tiled floor.

“Owwww!” he sat up, cradling his cheek. “Again with the punching! What are you, some kind of animal?”

“Like you’re one to talk!” Daichi bellowed. He pulled his left hand back and stared down at the blood covering his palm and fingers. “Son of a bitch.”

The youkai whined, kicking his bare feet against the floor, “Just let me eat you!”

“Fuck no!” Daichi went to the sink and held his hand under the faucet, rinsing the blood down the drain. “Fucking monster. This is the thanks I get for freeing you?”

“Freeing me?” the youkai climbed to his feet. “You freed me from one cage just to lock me in another!”

“I did not!”

“Yeah you did! You formed a lifelink between the two of us and now I can’t leave your vicinity!”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Daichi glared into the mirror, assessing the damage on his neck.

“Are you some kind of idiot?” the youkai slid in close to him and Daichi stepped away warily. “Are you one of those humans that have a low brain function?” he pointed at his temple, eyes wide. “Ehh… how do they say… were you dropped on your head as a baby? Wait, I know,” he cocked his head to the side. “Are you a retard?”

“You can’t say that anymore,” Daichi growled. “It’s politically incorrect.”

“You think I give a shit about political correctness?” the youkai’s left eyebrow lifted. “Do I look like I give a shit about the petty inconsistencies of your human society?”

Daichi washed his throat silently.

“It’s politically incorrect,” the youkai made air quotes with his fingers and Daichi stared at the motion.

He had never seen a youkai act so… human.

“It’s a fuckin’ word, Shithead,” he flicked the center of Daichi’s forehead. “What, next you’re going to tell me I can’t say faggot or ass pirate?”

Daichi blinked at him, “Yeah. Yeah I am.”

“Ehhhh?” he leaned both of his hands on the edge of the sink. “But those are my favorite things to say! They were really popular ninety years ago! Everyone was saying them!” He crossed his arms over his chest, “It was always, Wow, look at that faggot!” he turned as if having a conversation with someone. “Which faggot?” he turned again and pointed across the bathroom, “The one with the smallpox!” he nodded, “Ohh… that faggot. Yeah he looks like a real ass pirate.”

“Well we don’t have smallpox anymore either so…”

“Ehhhh?” the youkai pressed against his side and gripped his arm. “No smallpox? But what’s controlling your population then? First you shake off the Black Death and now you got rid of the red one too?” he scowled. “How much can change in ninety years?”

Daichi turned off the faucet and pumped paper towels from the dispenser.

Why am I talking to a youkai?

What’s going on?

Why is my hand glowing?

He pressed the towels to his throat and turned back to the youkai.

“You didn’t answer my question,” he said. “What is a lifelink? How did I form one between us?”

The youkai stared at him silently. After a moment he let out a sigh and shrugged.

“It’s a pain to explain. So just let me eat you and we can solve the problem.”

“Like hell.”

“Don’t be selfish.”

“I don’t think it’s selfish to want to live.”

The youkai’s gaze darkened, “You think your life is more valuable than mine?”

Daichi blinked.

The youkai’s incisors seemed to elongate as he turned towards him.

“You’re just a human,” he sneered. “You live for less than a century. You contribute nothing to the universe. You take and destroy and maybe reproduce, bringing more disgusting creatures into life to take and destroy after you die.”

Daichi gulped.

The youkai moved closer to him, eyes traveling over his face and then down his throat, “What makes you think your life has more meaning than mine?”

Daichi was silent as the youkai leaned his face in and sniffed along his skin, nose brushing the side of his neck.

“My life may not have more meaning than yours,” he finally whispered, drawing the youkai’s eyes to his face. “But it has meaning. Even just the tiniest amount is enough reason to continue living.”

The youkai’s left ear twitched atop his head.

“You’re annoying,” he muttered. His lips brushed Daichi’s throat but he had his glowing hand in his hair in an instant, dragging him back. The youkai winced and didn’t fight.

“What is a lifelink?” he asked, voice low.

The youkai glared, nose scrunching in a snarl.

He didn’t reply for a long, silent second until Daichi tugged his hair again.

He bared his teeth and spat,

“You own me.”

Daichi’s eyes widened and his grip on the youkai’s hair loosened until he was stepping away, shaking his head in irritation.

“What are you talking about?” Daichi asked, heart racing.

Own?

Own him?

Me?

How?

The youkai paced the bathroom like a caged animal, hands clenched into fists at his side.

“When you were so kindly freeing me from my containment, you somehow cast a lifelink on me,” he paused and yanked the sleeve of his hakama up, displaying the wound on his ankle. “It’s a spiritual connection between powerful humans and youkai. Look at your hand,” he pointed and Daichi did as he said, staring at the pale glow emanating from his palm. “When you broke the seal on my prison, you grabbed me with that hand, and thus created a connection from that hand to this leg.”

“So…” he lowered his hand. “What does that mean? To… own you.”

“What does it mean?” the youkai danced back over to him. “Why, of course it means that I am your obedient servant! No… more like… a slave,” he bowed deeply. “Here for your enjoyment. Do whatever you wish with me, Master,” he peered up at him under dark lashes, eyes furious.

Daichi took a step back, “I don’t want to be your master.”

“Then maybe you should have thought about that before chaining me to you for the rest of your life,” the youkai straightened and turned away.

“I didn’t know I did it. I don’t know how I did it.”

“Wow, if only that mattered.”

Daichi stared at his back for long seconds. The black tattoos that circled around his stomach curled behind and connected at his spine.

He swallowed hard, “How do we undo it?”

The youkai let out a cackling laugh. It echoed through the bathroom.

“Undo it?” he turned back to him, arms crossed over his chest. “Well… you can die, for one thing.”

“There’s gotta be another way.”

He narrowed his eyes. The look might be intimidating, but considering the seriousness of the situation, Daichi was strangely calm.

“There probably is another way,” the youkai agreed. “A ritual of release, or something like that. As to how one would do that… well that’s usually something the exorcist that formed the link would know.”

Daichi frowned, “But I don’t know. I don’t even know how I formed it in the first place.”

“Wow,” the youkai whispered. “If only that mattered.”

Daichi lifted his chin.

“So…” the youkai pranced up to him and pressed his hands to his chest, “Just let me eat you, mmkay?”

Daichi lifted his glowing fist and punched him in the head.

The youkai sunk to the floor, whimpering, “God damn it, why does that hurt so bad?”

Daichi stared at his hand, “Probably because I’m your master.”

“Ugh I fucking hate you.”

“Anyway,” Daichi turned back to the mirror. He peeled the paper towel away from his wound and examined it closely. It wasn’t as bad as he had thought. But it was very obviously a bite mark. There was no way Daichi could go to the nurse with that on his neck. His eye twitched. He looked down at the youkai where he pouted, legs crossed beneath him, rubbing his head dejectedly.

“It looks like we’re stuck together for the time being,” Daichi said. “So let’s just try to get along and I’ll figure something out, okay?”

The youkai clicked his tongue.

“It’s that, or keep fighting,” Daichi glared at him. “Want me to keep punching you with my magic hand?”

The youkai looked away, lips pressed tight in a hard line.

“I don’t want to be your master,” Daichi walked over to the trashcan and set it up again. He tossed his soiled paper towels away and grabbed new ones. “But I also don’t want to get eaten. So let’s just work together until I can figure out how to free you.”

The youkai didn’t speak for a long minute as Daichi folded the towels and pressed them to his neck, capturing the fresh drops of blood that swelled to the surface of his skin.

Finally, Daichi faced him and gave him a firm stare.

“Deal?”

The youkai avoided his gaze, picking at his fingernails.

“Deal?” Daichi repeated.

The youkai let out an exasperated sigh and climbed to his feet, “Fine! Deal!”

Daichi offered his hand and the youkai gave it a wary look.

“Shake,” he said. “To seal the deal. You don’t try to eat me and I won’t abuse my master status.”

“You do realize that youkai do not abide by the silly… sealing of the dealing that humans do, right?”

“Just shake my damn hand.”

The youkai rolled his eyes and clasped Daichi’s hand.

They shook.

“By the way,” Daichi said. “My name. It’s Sawamura Daichi. You can call me Sawa—”

“Daiiichi,” the youkai stepped close to him, nose nearly touching his.

Daichi flinched.

“Can I please have another taste?” the youkai purred. “Your blood… it’s really yummy, you know? Almost orgasmic. I don’t know if it’s because you’re my master or something… but it’s definitely the tastiest blood I’ve ever had.”

Daichi released his hand and moved back, “No. No more biting.”

“But—”

“What’s your name?” he interrupted.

The youkai cocked his head to the side.

“What should I call you?” Daichi’s cheeks warmed.

Am I really talking to a youkai like just another human?

“Hmm… I wonder.”

The youkai’s tall ears twitched and he scratched behind the left one, eyes darting away.

“Do you not have a name?”

“Never really needed one,” he admitted, clasping his hands behind his back.

Daichi blinked in surprise, “Then… what did people call you? There must be something…”

“Youkai titles are different from human ones,” he said. “Other youkai may refer to me by some such title but I answer to no name,” he turned away stubbornly and walked slowly across the bathroom.

“I can’t call you nothing,” Daichi argued, following.

“Why not?”

“Because that’s… that’s weird. How will you know when I’m talking to you?”

The youkai cocked an eyebrow and peered at him over his shoulder, “Because you will be talking to me. What kind of question is that? Are you a retard?”

Daichi huffed, “If you have no name then I’ll just give one to you.”

“Don’t want it.”

“Too bad. I’m not going to refer to you as nothing.”

The youkai growled and crossed his arms over his chest, “Humans do such unnecessary things.”

“Sugawara.”

The youkai hesitated. He glanced up into Daichi’s face, blinking slowly, eyebrows raised.

“Sugawara,” Daichi repeated with a nod. “That’s what I’ll call you.”

The youkai looked away, lips pressing together. Daichi watched as he shifted from one foot to the other and then lifted slightly off of the ground to hover in air.

“Whatever,” he said softly, cheeks tinting pink. “Do what you want.”

Daichi stared in shock.

Holy fuck.

He pressed the paper towels tighter to the side of his neck, forcing the stinging pain to grow.

Because no.

No.

Daichi did not just think a youkai was cute.

No way in fucking hell.

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