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Devil's Food - Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 - Concerning Rumors

Even though she had a restless sleep, and was woken up twice by the cell phone alarm, she didn't wake up in a bad mood the next day, not even when Fusui appeared and gently shook her while she was lying down.

“Good morning” she smiled from ear to ear “did you sleep well?”

“Hmmm… I think so” she opens her eyes, yawns.

“That's great! Come on, it's time to wake up!” she pulls the other's sheets and Ayami lets out a yelp “come on, I'm on vacation and I want to take the opportunity to show you the house!”

Still groaning, she sits up, hair mussed and still looking sleepy, stretching, massaging her face. Fusui laughs.

“You take time to wake up, huh?”

‘No... I wanted to sleep more this time” Ayami gets up, adjusting her sleep dress “as I said, yesterday was a mess.”

It had even taken a while to sink in that she was now in some sort of hideout full of Kures, and honestly, part of her didn't want to get out of bed and sleep for eternity, another part feared for her life, so the two of them agreed to stay.

“It's understandable” the assassin smiled tenderly “come on, I'll help you get ready, you don't need much, just some casual clothes, breakfast is already on the dining hall.”

“You are all early risers, apparently…”

“Well, just the ones that don't go around or the ones that are currently unoccupied. What is the majority, so it is.”

“Hnm…” she then remembered yesterday and remembered that she was a Candidate there, so she had to show good impression “so, I'll organize myself. I don't know anything about you, so I believe this invitation is irrefutable.”

“Yes, I'll wait here” Fusui watches her going to the bathroom. When she was out of sight, she surveyed her room. The suitcase was open, but her belongings were still stowed on the table, and yesterday's clothes, she recognized, were neatly arranged. She wondered if the girl had some sort of neat quirk or if it was just the fact that she was tidy, or even good manners that she still considered herself a guest here. Either way, it was good, but something told her she might be uncomfortable. What was normal, few outsiders saw the Kure at home and were comfortable with their presence.

But it got worse when she remembered who the girl was committed to, even more so when this guy was none other than her brother. The girl was both curious and distressed by Miss Yamagami, so she took it upon herself to make her at least like the clan, with all its quirks.

She waited for the girl to get dressed and come out of the bathroom.

“I had noticed before” Fusui says “but I'm kind of watching better now, you're kind of chubby, right?”

“Ah…” Ayami blushes, hiding behind the screen to change clothes “Y-yes… I used to play sports but now that I got busy with work, I can't reduce this silhouette.”

“I have nothing against that, I already said, I think you're cute” she shrugs “people who have this crazy training since childhood so it's hard to have a fatter Kure, but you should see one of my uncles, he's practically an ox, ahahaha…”

Suddenly Ayami felt self-conscious. Not that she minded much, but still, if that was a problem…

“I imagine he doesn't mind being called that, right?” she asks cautiously.

“No, he's nicknamed ‘the devil ox’, so he's proud of it.”

“So I guess I don't need to worry, huh?”

“No, not at all” Fusui smiles “as long as you show yourself strong, then no one will say a peep about you.”

“Oh, right” she comes out of the screen in a blue dress shirt and a pair of gray leggings, and leaves her used clothes folded on top of the others “I'm ready.”

“Let's go then!” Fusui stands up, and holds her hand, almost dragging her out in excitement.

…

Ayami had to admit, the place was huge.

And it wasn't just a mansion as she suspected, it was several and several houses and housing projects, a real village hidden in a forest, between mountains and thick walls.

She had actually been surprised at the treatment though, when she thought she could have been thrown in a prison cell on bread and water, when in fact she had been placed in a rather luxurious room by her standards. And from what she had understood, despite having a luxury, the house she was still in was not the main one, but a smaller one, where there were other branches of the family.

And of course, unsurprisingly, a lot of them, practically one in three people she counted, had dark sclera like her guide (and possibly sister-in-law) had. It made her feel a little better. The cafeteria in the central part of one of the complexes, where Fusui and several others gathered, was already practically full. Several long traditional low tables with cushions for people to sit on. They were given bowls of rice and natto from the serving girls, and soon went to sit down.

They ate in silence, but Ayami felt that she was noticed. She saw several dark eyes in her direction, and a few whispers, but couldn't make out what they were. A young man approached, and stopped on the opposite side with a platter as well.

“Hello ladies, can I sit here?” He smiled. He wore a bandana on his head, and he also had black hair.

“Ohh, Henzo! Take a seat” she indicates the space “this is Yamagami Ayami, our new guest…”

“Ahhh, the Yamagami girl that Hollis and Reichii brought yesterday” he smiles, nodding slightly “pleasure. I'm Kure Henzo. Are you here on business or visiting, miss?”

“She's the first Candidate” Fusui smiles, and Henzo's eyes widen, two silver dots in the middle of the black background.

“Ohhh” he winks, and then lowers his head “I'm sorry for that…”

Ayami raises an eyebrow “uh, why…?”

“Ahh, nothing, Ayami, right?” She glares at the other and he smiles awkwardly. If she heard the guy's worst side before she even met him, she'd be a bad prejudice, so less chance of her being interested. And that was not in Fusui's interests.

“Oh, no, nothing, I just don't like her brother” Henzo corrects himself “actually, many people here, but it's... it's nothing…”

“It's just that my brother is the strongest of us, and that generates envy, right?” Fusui shoots the guy with his gaze again, and the boy turns his head.

“I wouldn't say envy, but it's more of a common irritation…” he grumbles.

“I see” Ayami nods “I think he's also the arrogant type, to have people who don't like him in his own family…”

“Ah… yeah, you can see that, right…” Fusui blushes.

“But if that's the case, I don't think you think so often about the consequences of his actions either.” seeing that the two were interested in what she said, she continues “Because a man who gets into trouble in his own family is nothing more than a fool, getting knives waiting to be stabbed in his back.”

“She speaks beautifully, doesn’t she?” Henzo observes. Fusui nods.

“Wow, you’re pretty, cute, smart, have a voice as sweet as your eyes… look, if Raian doesn't want you, I do!” she comments, looking at Ayami.

And for the first time since she had left the firm, at home, Ayami smiled.

“Hahah, I unfortunately don't have this relationship preference, and even if I did, I'm not available either, miss. Apparently not for a while… I'll be busy taking care of private matters.”

“What subjects? Ah, if you want to tell…” Henzo smiles.

“Oh, it's just that I intend to continue my father's business until my younger brother takes over, if he prefers. And I also intend to do my work as a lawyer, I just passed the last exams to exercise the position.”

“Ah, you're a lawyer, that's why you speak so beautifully” Henzo nods, starting to eat “So polite, you know…?”

“Not every lawyer speaks well” Ayami blushes, while eating “but I do like to express my ideas clearly.”

“And it's really a good thing” Fusui nods “I want to see how it goes in a little while. My brother's got a mission next week, so he won't be here, but that's great, because then we can have some fun.”

“And… I’m afraid of what you guys do for fun here…”

“Ah, normal things, like everyone” Henzo shrugs “the only difference is that we also add things like intensive workout, fighting training and also firearms.”

“The latter ones are definitely not my choice of entertainment” Ayami gives a negative sign with her whole hand “although I have practiced Kenjutsu in the past…”

“Oh, so you're a swordsman?” Fusui is interested “well, it makes sense, his family is swordsmen, it's tradition.”

“Yes, it is, but it's not my preference, so I dropped out of high school. I prefer to focus on my career. My brother Akito is better at Kenjutsu than I am, and he thinks about going to college on a sports scholarship. But we have had enough talking about me, please tell me how I can be useful while I'm not busy.”

The conversation in the cafeteria was pleasant. Fusui introduced Ayami to others of the Kure who lived in the area, and more and more times she saw them smile, but without exception, they all gave her rueful looks when they told her what she was to the clan, as if she was being promised to some kind of monster. Gradually she began to wonder why. Of course, she wasn't an idiot, she knew the guy was probably prominent and well known in the clan, but none of the smiles directed at her looked happy. Either he was too good to be envied, or he was extremely arrogant.

She knew she shouldn't stick to opinions before she met him, but one thing she always learned from her mother, God rest her soul, was that the family was the first thing that denoted who a person was.

Was he really that bad?

…

Ayami also knew that if this guy was really bad as they said, she would need support, so during the week she decided to look for things to do nearby to help, and also research what would be interesting for someone like her to do, only Fusui insisted. to ask her out.

“Ayamiiii!” she arrived with a basket “let's get some fruit! It's a beautiful summer day, we can go bathing in the lake!”

“Oh, I” she points to some ladies who were hanging clothes “I was going to help them…”

“Don't worry miss” the older woman said “young people have to have fun, and it's a really beautiful summer day. Leave the service to us…”

“All… all right,” she sighs, “but if you need more hands…”

“We will call all the rest of the clan, dear, you are still our guest, you don't have to worry. Go play with the other kids.”

She blushed at being called a child, but there was nothing she could do “Yes ma'am” and bowed slightly, turning to her ‘future sister-in-law’ next her “pick fruit, did you say?”

“Yea! It's something me and some cousins do every now and then in the summer. You can meet them too.”

“Could be.” She goes with the assassin, deciding to carry the basket just to have something to do with her hands.

“So, are you having fun staying here?” Fusui comments, halfway.

“Well, if I said no, I'd be lying” Ayami nods. The truth is, she was enjoying the little vacation, but she couldn't quite relax, both because of not knowing what was going to happen, and because of the real reason for being there. It had been five days now, and not even a cell phone message, or a call, or any news from her father and brother. And she also felt a little homesick.

The thought made her stop walking, her heart sank again, and she shivered. Would I ever see them again?

“Hey… oh girl, what happened?” Fusui sees that she had stayed behind, with her head down “are you worried about something?”

“I'm… I mean, I'm fine, but I think I'll follow you more, and walk. I don't think I'm up for swimming” she tries to say. Then she straightens up, taking a little deep breath, and looks at the other”Would you… Fusui… would you judge me if I was a little scared?”

“Scared?”

“Yeah… it's normal to be nervous, right? I still don't know him.”

“Ah yes, it is…” the assassin sighs “of course it's normal, honestly I can't even think about judging you. But you know how people exaggerates everything. It's not like you're going to die, or be tortured in interrogation…”

“Don't try to sugarcoat it” Ayami makes a little grimace “I know that this Candidate, even though he's your brother, is a rather unpleasant person. I know that I'm here to…” She breaks off. I wasn't there to suffer, I was there to keep a guarantee that the business between the families would go well, that's all... there wouldn't need to be torture in the process “anyway, you don't have to say anything, I'll see with my own eyes, and I'll see what happens.”

“Okay” Fusui shrugs “but at least you're warned, and we also want to show support... but well, we're used to morbid things, so when we see someone from the outside who looks as delicate as you…”

"Hey, I'm not that delicate…”

“Said the girl who doesn't have a wrinkled garment fold or a hair out of place. Even your room is cleaner than mine, are you sure?”

“Yes” Ayami crosses her arms.

“Well then, prove it!”

“Give me a Katana and I'll show you.”

“Oh, damn, I don't have one…” Fusui pouts.

“Yeah, I would love to play Fruit Ninja with you, but by the way…” she shrugs.

“One day I'll get one and then we'll play!”

“And you took it seriously?”

“Of course, it's cool as hell”

“You are crazy,” Ayami laughs. She even had some skill, but doubted she could actually slice fruit in midair with a Katana. In fact, she was out of practice, but at least the subject served to liven up the conversation “okay, since we don't have the sword, let's go get these blessed fruits. One can't play Fruit Ninja without fruit, right?”

“No, we can't,” Fusui laughs, returning to accompany her new friend. “I bet they'll love meeting you, Ayami. They're pretty nice when they're not killing someone.”

“Yea, I guess so…”

Next Chapter Here

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #kenganverse #heavybakery #kengan oc #fanfiction #raian kure #kure raian #kure fusui #kure henzo

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jackredfieldwasmyjacob · 1 year

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i can't believe i love all characters in pokemon scarlet this has never happened to me before

#i was telling my friend the other day #if the games were polished and they didn't have performance issues they would be candidates for GOTY #cause holy shit they're incredible #anyways this is all cause i just met my new son #henzo from team star #so many thoughts about him i'll definitely include him in my next references post

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castielsupernatural · 2 years

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hopper x enzo

#henzo? enzopper?#stranger things spoilers #like not really but #nevertheless

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42frankee · 10 months

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Premiere: Henzo ‘A Healthy Fear Of Snakes (Down The Sewer Mix)’ by djmag https://ift.tt/oWyN2nE

#SoundCloud #Electronic #Bass #Club Premiere: Henzo ‘A Healthy Fear Of Snakes (Down The Sewer Mix)’ d

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wildflowercryptid · 8 days

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For the last/surnames for your mjv pieces, is there any specific meanings/symbolism when you give them those surnames? Like “Hinoki” for Kieran & Carmine, since Hinoki means “cypress” and it’s a real life tree.

(Sorry if this is a specific question. This is my autistic brain and curiosity of fictional name symbolism)

YES, THERE IS!! i'm also an autistic person who's obsessed with name etymology so i love giving characters ( original or otherwise ) names that symbolizes something about them or something they're associated with.

since i didn't do this before, i'm gonna use this as an excuse to explain the etymology behind the full names i gave the SV kids! some of them are more interesting than others, fair warning.

putting it under a cut since this may get a little long.

CRATER CREW + KITAKAMI KIDS

FLORIAN RUSSEL CAVALLARI & JULIANA SIGAL CAVALLARI

> cavallari ( spanish, from "caballero" meaning knight, cavalier, or rider ) — referencing their connection to koraidon, the designated ride pokémon of scarlet. > russel ( french, little red ) — meant to signify his role as the protagonist of scarlet. > sigal ( hebrew, viola ) — meant to signify her role as the protagonist of violet.

NEMONA CAMINO VALIENTE

> camino ( spanish, road ) — references her role as the main companion of the victory road storyline. > valiente ( spanish, brave or bold ) — meant to signify her forward and adventurous nature.

ARVEN MITO ALFARO

> mito ( spanish, myth or legend ) — references his role as the main companion of the path or legends storyline. > alfaro ( spanish, the lighthouse ) — references the poco path lighthouse, the professor's old lab and his childhood home.

PEONELOPE " PENNY " CASSANDRA ESPINOSA

> peonelope ( peony + penelope ) — there's no real significance to this name choice, i just thought it'd be funny if peony continued the trend of shoehorning his own name into his kids' in increasingly ridiculous ways. > cassandra ( greek, to shine or excel ) — meant to sound similar to cassiopeia. it also made me think of shining like a bright star. > espinosa ( spanish, thorn ) — meant to reference penny's relation to chairman rose through her father, peony. this is actually her mother's maiden name, peony took her surname to distance himself from rose and kept it even after getting divorced.

CARMINE & KIERAN HINOKI

> hinoki ( japanese, species of cypress native to central japan ) — references their family's craft of mask making, as hinoki wood is commonly used to make noh masks.

TEAM STAR CAPTAINS

GIACOMO LAUREANO MORENA

> laureano ( spanish, laurel ) — larry's name from the spanish translation of sv. meant to reference my headcanon that larry is giacomo's father. > morena ( spanish, dark-haired ) — a loose reference to his dark type specialization.

MELA CANDELLA LUCERO

> candella ( spanish, candle ) — a loose reference to her fire type specialization. > lucero ( spanish, derivative of " luz " meaning light or morning star ) — also meant to reference her fire type specialization, along with her role as team star captain.

ORTEGA ÁLVARO VERA REGINO

> álvaro ( spanish, elf warrior ) — meant to signify his fairy type specialization. > vera ( spanish, river bank ) — pulled from veracidad, which i headcanon is the apparel company that ortega's family owns. it also references the ruchbah squad's base's proximity to the water. > regino ( spanish, from the latin " regis " meaning king ) — meant to signify the affluence of his family.

ATTICUS HENZO

> henzo ( from the scientific name of the fall-blooming anemone, eriocapitella hupehensis ) — atticus's name from the spanish & italian translations of sv. i thought it sounded fitting and i thought it was cool that it could be referencing hattori hanzō, ( who's name could be read as to partially conceal. )

ERI NESPERA

> nespera ( portuguese, common name for loquat ) — eri's name from the italian translation of sv. i just thought it sounded pretty.

BB ELITE FOUR

LACEY TAMAYO TURNER

> tamayo ( japanese, generational jewel ) — loose reference to her relation to lian, clay's hisuian ancestor. > turner ( from turnip ) — clay's name in the german translation of bw/bw2.

AMARYS NERINE

> nerine ( from the genus nerine ) — amarys's name in the original japanese of sv.

CRISPIN HINO

> hino ( japanese, fire ) — reference to his fire type specialization.

DRAYTON LIRIO

> lirio ( spanish, iris or lily ) — draydon's name in the spanish translation of bw/bw2.

also, here's the first post i made about their names, along with age, gender. and sexuality headcanons!

#some of the characters's names have changed slightly btw!#mostly just giving some additional last names to be more in line with spanish naming conventions #i've named all of the other poketags + rivals too i should share them at some point...#hc : (pkmn) mjverse #hc : (mjv) paldea #mj.txt #asks

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sunb0rn · 2 months

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02 Mar 2024

late post.

dadaanin ko muna sa small wins ang araw na ito kahit na trigger nanaman yung insides ko (*insides kasi kalma ko pa din outside kahit gusto kong umiyak o sumagot o manumbat)

naayos ko na SSS online portal ko na ilang beses ako nag move ng punta!!

ang saya din kasi nakita ko update ng contri ko from 2012. huhue. laki na!!

kumain sa KFC bcoz mashed potatoo 🥹

naalala ko yung way back 2022 na sa sobrang badtrip ko sa BIR shits, imbis na kakain sa KFC after mag asikaso eh umuwi nalang ako. like, gutom na talaga ako non at nag ccrave sa mashed pot pero it felt like di ko deserve kumain kasi ang careless ko kaya lumaki penalties ko sa BIR.

if Im not mistaken, eto unang KFC ko mula non (pero mej napapa isip din ako HHAAHA) bilang si Kar ang nakaka sama ko if mag fastfood at one year na niyang ayaw mag KFC dahil nagka diarrhea sya dahil umano sa gravy or maybe ice??

binilhan ko si dady ng Whopper sa BK

while waiting for my order naisip ko, "kapapasalubong ko lang pala sa kanila last week ng bahn mi" (ayaw nila, lalo ni mamy na nag uuwi ako lagi ng pasalubong) jinustify ko nalang sa sarili ko na naisip ko lang naman na bilhan sya ksi yung malapit na mall sa amin ay walang BK. eh fave ni dady at feeling ko may taon na last nyang kain don.

hindi ko binilhan si mamy ksi ayaw nya yan azza health conscious, tinapay from Kumori or Eng Bee Tin sana pero nag chat sya na wag na ksi kakabili lang nya from Eng Bee Tin. galing din sya kasi sa mall non sinamahan magpacheck up si ate Zen kay Henzo

thrifted a top for next weekend's fit

ilang weeks na ako conflicted sa isusuot ko sa gala namin nina @ipickedoutyourstar at @realithei .tas nung decided na ako last week, wala naman ako magamit na pantaas.

unang option ko was a shirt from Penshoppe, sale naman (php400??) un sa SM B pero di ko muna binili.

today, i checked out din blouses sa isang concept store sa Southmall. may nagustuhan ako (almost php400) pero maiiba sa vibe na gusto ko sana so di ko pa din kinuha.

from mall, pumunta ako derma tas paglabas ng BF sinubukan ko mag tingin sa ukay and found this top na mej iba din sa vibe, pero pwede na kasi ang cute nya and 150 pesos lang.

hope you are having a great weekend guys.

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x-fantasy-is-my-reality-x · 9 months

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Muscle Heads: Ohma x Raian

Chapter 2: Off His Ass

“Raian that’s enough,” His sister, Fusui scolded angrily. “That’s like your thirteenth bottle.”

“Shut the fuck up, don’t tell me what to do!” Raian crowed loudly, smashing the bottle he had drained in seconds onto the ground and littering shards of glass everywhere. His sister let out a small ‘eep’ and danced away from the flying pieces, giving him a glare before Henzo pulled her away.

“Just leave him alone and he’ll be out like a light soon. Hopefully.” Henzo whispered. “Just don’t stir him up until then, okay?

“Fine,” Fusui groaned, eyeing distastefully at her brother who continued to cackle like a banshee.

“Alright who's next?” Raian waved another bottle in the air, but everyone else who had been willing to challenge him had collapsed in a near-alcohol induced coma on the ground.

“Tch, pussies.” Raian sneered and stomped out the door of the Kure dining room, wandering about the garden in search of a good fight. His normally milky skin was flushed a light pink from the alcohol, and there was an uncertainty in his normally solid swagger as ambled around the massive yard.

The sharp sound of skin hitting stone reverberated through the crisp air, drawing the demon Kure’s attention away from his aimless walk and towards the more isolated part of the estate.

It was Ohma, practicing the Niko style against a pile of huge boulders. Sweat dripped off his bare chest, forming rivers that soaked into his baggy pants as he huffed in exertion. Still unaware of the other man’s presence over the noise of shattering stone, he went to grab another rock before a raspy voice made him freeze.

“What’s up, fucker?”

A large, muscular arm dropped heavily across Ohma’s shoulders which he immediately pushed off.

“What the hell do you want Raian?”

“Nothin’ much,” Raian sniggered and leaned closer, black scleras glinting maliciously in the dim light. “Wanna fight?”

“No, dumbass. Are you drunk?” Ohma wrinkled his nose at the overwhelming smell of wine on his breath. Great, as if a sober Raian wasn’t already a massive pain in the ass. “I’m not carrying you back to your room if you crash.”

“Try me, bitch.”

The first punch knocked him back four feet, but Raian managed to stay upright, blinking rapidly to clear the dizziness in his head.

“Time to dominate!” Letting out a feral roar, Raian pounced. He beat down on his rival with wild animal strength, different from his normal-slightly more composed-Kure style.

Despite the frenzied blows, Ohma had no problem dodging or blocking each one, though his arm began to throb soon enough under the intense barrage of attacks. If Raian had nothing else, he had brute strength enough to make any man tremble in fear. But Ohma was no normal man, and he had dealt with types like the hot-headed assassin before. Though they were much weaker at the very least.

“Hey, your old man might not be pleased with all the holes you’re leaving in the yard.” Ohma evaded a roundhouse kick and bounced back, gesturing at the substantial craters dotting the ground. “You’re ripping up all the grass.”

“Fuck that! Fight me Tokita, or are you too big of a pussy?!” His frustration with Ohma’s refusal for a real fight exploded into the form of hurling rocks like cannonballs.

Is this son of a bitch crazy?

Ohma almost smacked himself at that thought as a human-sized boulder whizzed past his ear and battered right into the wall of the Kure manor. Raian was the definition of crazy, his face was probably plastered all over the dictionary page.

“RAIAN?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING BOY?!” A shout halted Raian’s throwing spree momentarily, enough for Ohma to disarm him and put him into a headlock.

“We were just sparring old man,” Raian cackled, fingers prying at Ohma’s arm wrapped around his neck.

“No we were not.” Ohma started to peel his fingers out of his forearm. He had half a mind to break them.

“I don’t care what you are doing, cease this racket immediately! I won’t tell you twice Raian,” Grandfather Erioh pointed at him with his cane. “And you, Ohma! Take him back to his room and watch him!”

Knowing better than to argue with the grandfather, Ohma begrudgingly led Raian back to his room tucked securely under his armpit. He was sure Raian could have broken out at any time, so why didn’t he?

Shaking his head, he knew better than to try to delve into Raian’s brain or else he would probably develop a migraine.

“Try not to destroy everything here, brat.” Ohma finally let him go after they reached his quarters, sliding the door shut before Raian could attack him again. During the five minute walk Raian had coughed and sneezed on him twice (he was starting to think he was doing it on purpose) as Ohma struggled to keep his large frame moving. He also thought it was fun to pinch his ass, hard. Snarling, Ohma slapped him in the face and opted for just dragging the drunk man by the arms, who went limp but continued to whine like a foul-mouthed child.

Ohma had never wanted to murder someone so badly in his entire life.

After pulling the two-hundred-pound psychopath to his bed, Ohma was finally able to settle down in his own room, keeping a keen ear out for him in case he decided to act up again.

Hearing no sound from the other side, Ohma hesitantly let his eyes slip close for his daily image training. Ever since he began living with the Kures, more and more of them began slipping into his dream-battles. The three most common frequenters were always Reiichi, Hollis, and Raian. The latter slipped into his dreams the most, much to his displeasure. Dream Raian was just as annoying as the real Raian himself.

And of course, today it was him who appeared once again.

A loud crash seared through his concentration just as dream Raian opened his fat mouth, shocking Ohma onto his feet. He let out an irritated huff through his nose, clenching his teeth so hard they almost chipped as he yanked open the door.

“Can’t you just settle down, you son of a bitch?” Ohma swore under his breath when he saw Raian sprawled out on the floor, reminiscent of a pale human-sized bear rug. He was almost tempted to just shut the door and pretend he didn’t see anything, but Raian had wedged his fingers into the floorboards and was in the process of peeling back the wood with a resounding snap.

Storming over, Ohma yanked his hand away only to be met with a slew of curses and a directionally-challenged fist that went straight through the floor.

“Do I need to tie you up, Raian?”

“Suck a cock, dumbass!”

Raian suddenly reached out a hand to grab his ankle, pulling his body towards him and sending Ohma sliding on his ass as he knocked the back of his head against the floor. With surprising agility for someone that drunk, he hauled himself onto Ohma’s chest….and promptly threw up.

It took a moment for the unfortunate man to process what had fully happened as Raian wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, sneering at him all the while.

And then he snapped.

With a roar of rage Ohma slung Raian across the room with all the force he could muster and stormed out, bashing the door so hard that it flew off the hinges behind him as he walked stiffly to the restroom. He ripped off his clothes-they weren’t worth saving at that point-and angrily turned the shower knob all the way to the highest temperature. He wiped what was left of the vomit off his face and scrubbed his body with a rough sponge until it stung, silently cursing the old man Erioh and Raian the entire time.

Soon, the heat began to burn and Ohma was forced to exit before his skin turned a bright lobster red. Steam had overtaken the room, making it difficult to see as he blindly groped around for a towel. Therefore he was more than surprised when his foot landed on something hard and warm, something human.

“Fuck!”

A yellowed rag was thrust in his face, making him flinch backward as Raian got up from the floor. He was so white that his body almost blended with the tiles in the steam.

Had he been there the entire time?

“Here.” Raian’s voice was raspier than usual as he dangled the cloth in front of Ohma’s face.

“What the hell is this?”

“Towel.”

“It’s filthy Raian,” Ohma scrunched his nose and pushed his arm away.

“Didn’t say it was clean.”

Sighing, he moved past him and grabbed a fresh one, eyes catching on the bright red droplets leading in a trail from the entrance. The tiny dots led to a small pool where Raian had been sitting, seeping slowly from a few cuts on his back when he had collided with the wall.

“Go take a shower, punk.”

“Ha! In your drea-” Ohma forced his head down, cutting off the rest of his sentence before walking him to the shower and shutting him in. He got dressed in record time and leaned his back against the door just as Raian attempted to crawl back out, abruptly ending his escape. There was a low curse as his face was once again introduced to the door.

“I’m not letting you out until you’re clean. You smell like shit-”

“Says who, you pig!”

“-and you’re getting blood everywhere.” He waited for a few seconds while the sounds of Raian’s heavy breathing was the only sound coming from the stall, and still no signs of any running water. A minute passed and there was still no movement from within.

“Do I have to do everything myself?!” Ohma snarled, opening the door and turning the water on cold. “Are you fucking five?!”

A hand twisted itself into his collar and wrenched him in, putting him in the direct line of the freezing water. His back arched instinctively to avoid it, unintentionally pressing himself into the body below.

Shivering uncontrollably, he fought to get Raian’s hands off him while simultaneously spinning the dial to warm, grinding his teeth to fight off the urge to strangle this man in the shower.

When he moved to get off, the hands in his collar wouldn’t budge. “Let go Raian. Don’t make me tell you twice.”

“Why don’t you make me?” Raian mocked, still fully clothed. The white shirt he had been wearing, now stained pink with blood, turned transparent under the downpour, clinging tightly to his well-defined muscles. The blue jeans had turned dark and wet, emphasizing brawny calves and rock-hard thighs, leading up to a prominent bulge in his pants that Ohma was quite familiar with, courtesy of Kiryu Setsuna. But this however, felt different. (Excluding size differences)

Ohma tried not to stare, confusion evident in his expression. Why couldn’t he tear his eyes away? His brain told him to look away, but a more primal part of his body screamed otherwise.

He couldn’t understand what that warm feeling was welling up inside his stomach, though it wasn’t particularly unpleasant, just...unfamiliar.

It was puzzling when normally the only thing he had felt towards the devil of man was anger and exasperation, and the heat that usually came with those emotions were something of a different breed from what he was feeling right now.

“Remember Ohma, sometimes you just gotta throw your thoughts out the window and go for it, you know? Trust your gut, kid, and don’t think too hard or you’ll hurt yourself.” Niko’s words bounced about in his head, echoing and gnawing away at any restraint he had left.

Fuck sensibility, Ohma growled, and Raian seemed to catch on. His gut had never led him wrong before, so there was no reason to deny it now.

Surging forward Ohma latched his teeth onto his milky neck, instantly feeling a bright blossom of pain as Raian returned the bite with the same fervor.

He was gonna need to take another shower.

***

“Were you guys fighting again last night?” Karla blinked at the multi-colored bruises peeking out from beneath Ohma’s collar during breakfast the next morning. Hollis spat out his food from the other side of the table and went into a coughing fit as Reiichi snickered behind his hand, half-heartedly slapping his cousin’s back in an attempt to dislodge the food. The rest of the Kures seemed to catch on too, most suddenly much more invested in their food or whispering into each other’s ears with mild giggling.

“...You could say that-” Ohma began only to have Raian obnoxiously butt in with a wide smirk on his face.

“That wasn’t what you said when you were on your knees last night!”

There was a chorus of groans and wolf whistles as Ohma smacked Raian’s face into his mashed potatoes with a solid splat.

They were banished to sleep in the yard that night.

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #tokita ohma x kure raian #ohma x raian #tokita ohma #kure raian #raian x ohma #ohma tokita

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stella-ignis-rosea · 2 months

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Character introduction

Name: Kohaku Ember Dragneel

Age: 15-16 (depends on his verse)

Birthday: January 10th

Race: Human(formerly) kitsune

Hair color: White

Hair length: long (up to his waist)

Hairstyle: long braid

Skin color: pale white

Eyes: deep red

Personality: he’s short-fused, rude at times, tends to keep to himself. Those who often meet him for the first time often think he’s just a kid with a horrid attitude when really it’s more of an unconscious self-defense as he’s got his guard up most of the time. But to those who form a close bond or friendship find out surprisingly he’s just someone who’s never got to be a kid. He acts way older than he is, he tries to act mature as much as possible as he often hates being called a kid (tho some certain people do get away with it). If he’s ever relaxed around you? He can either be in a chaotic pranking mood or even just playful

Backstory: his origin story slightly depends on his verse. But the long gist of it was he grew up on an isolated island called Hoshi island, the old chief who ran a village on the island was given Kohaku to raise by a strange man…and the old man Szarlon Henzo became Kohaku’s Sensei..he taught Kohaku magic and martial arts, mainly ninjitsu style. He was trained in skills that most would question why would a parent ever teach a kid, like assassination, stealth, powerful magic, rituals..Hoshi island was cut off from the mainland by Ouroboros, the God of Rebirth and Cycles, keeper of the cosmic flames…the Flames of Of the Stars..Kohaku being raised by the Chief of the island was set to be the next leader of Hoshi island..one horrid day…the island was raided…destroyed, and devastated..he and his friends tried to escape, but after the sacrifice of their leader, Szarlon...they couldn’t do much to escape. After being captured he and other survivors were kept in slave camps for experimentation until 3 years later he led a revolt in an attempt to escape……while he was the only one who survived the attempt….his kin did not survive…he escaped the island and was lost at sea for a certain amount time…and nearly drowned at sea..thankfully he succeeded in reaching the mainland…only to remember..nothing from his past…only the magic he carried..

Magic: little is known about his magic as it came from many rituals for ouroboros. Some call it Azure Fire Magic…but it’s more than that…some say he’s tuned to the cosmos. His fire is supposed to be blue and bathed in some strange energy…however due to his age..it’s a bright hot pink, he has also this strange passive ability to change his color pallet. From white hair to black hair with a cherry blossom pink streak. And his skin gets more of a tanner tone. Aside from his magic from ouroboros, he has his kitsune magic: shapeshifting, fox fire, etc.

Animal companions: a Snake named Stardust. She is his magic bonded companion who tends to mother him.

Fairy Tail

Family: Natsu Dragneel (older brother) Zeref Dragneel (elder brother) @kurogane-redfox (Uncle Gaj…I fucking love these two..despite being uncle and nephew they have a father/son bond..) @draighaearn (Menace Uncle Gajeel..Do not leave these two unsupervised) @mirroredworlds (Natsu-they are wondering if they are even siblings lol.., Gajeel- Uncle that Ko loves to have Sake with) @ignis-venenatus (Natsu-brother that acts like a dad/ Erik-Good friend of Kohaku) @blacksteeldragon (Gajeel- Dad) YES THIS BOY WAS ADOPTED BY A FLIGHT OF DRAGONS 😂

Extra info: because he’s constantly surrounded by dragonslayers, Kohaku has adopted dragon like behaviors. Steaming, hoarding, breathing fire through his mouth!

After he washed up on the mainland he came across Zeref, who then brought him to achnologia, Kohaku was then sealed in Crystal in a state of sleep stasis for 400 years…only reawakening after the 7 year skip on tenrou. After that Kohaku set out, having no memory at all of his past? He eventually finds Natsu and fairy tail :D

How he became a kitsune, Kohaku will honestly keep that a secret, but Ouroboros prevented his death by turning him into a kitsune. He is not full grown, he was only granted 5 tails, one for each trauma he overcame

Genshin Verse

He turned into a kitsune after drowning at sea, ouroboros saved him from drowning this way. Kohaku then woke up in Liyue with no memory..and a pyro vision

Family: @crimsononiarataki (Official Adoptive Dad) @kurogane-redfox (STILL UNCLE GAJ XD)

More will be added soon

#Kohaku’s Introduction #Character Profile #Spotify

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profutured · 1 year

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Okay, so! Team Star HCs bc I have the brainrot:

Eri is a dog enjoyer. She has a Lucario of her own that she babies like there's no tomorrow, and she especially loves the more strong-looking dogs. Think Maschiff, Granbull, or Poochyena. That's not to say she won't adore a Fidough or Yamper, however! She loves all puppies.

She never felt confident in herself before Team Star. Though she was never bullied before her time in Uva Academy, she always preferred to keep to the sidelines and mind her business. Her transition into 'Infernal Eri', a permanent adoption of her wrestling moniker and luchador mask, came because it was the only way she could find the courage to defend herself. If she saw her bullies as just another opponent to beat, rather than as classmates and people she'd hoped would be her friend, it made it much easier to push back against their efforts and stand up to them when necessary.

Her popularity among the Caph Squad comes because she's... genuinely sweet. She's a kind leader and is always ready to throw herself into battle rather than let her girlies take the hit for her, and she's easily the most forgiving of the Team Star bosses. She instantly forgave Carmen, the girl who started off her bullying to begin with, and welcomed her into Team Star once the students turned on her instead. The two are best friends.

Eri loves to teach, and thinks she might want to become some sort of sports instructor some day. The Caph base is often hosting some sort of event, be it makeup or hairstyling parties, or intense, hours-long sessions on how to battle, wrestle, or spar with an opponent.

She's a huge fan of Alola's Masked Royal. Eri hopes she can battle him one day.

Atticus' real name is Henzo Shūmei. His family are from Johto originally, and Atticus spent some time training under the Elite Four's Koga before he left for Paldea. It's here that he got his Poison-type talent and knowledge, as well as a more in-depth education on what it meant to have ninja ancestors and how to actually fight like one.

He always planned to quit battling and study fashion once he finished his core education, specifically historical fashion and how to design his own inspired pieces. However, he was nervous about how his parents would take the news, especially after all the trouble they'd gone through to secure him a place as one of Koga's students, and he never ended up telling them before he left.

His decision to leave behind his 'real' name was a way to cut himself free of these worries and focus on being true to himself. It's also why he covers most of his face and speaks in deliberately old-fashioned ways - it's an attempt at anonymity and presenting as someone new. He's not Henzo anymore, he's Atticus!

Though his role as the Navi Camp's boss means that he devotes a lot of himself to improving his battles, it's still not his primary passion. He's much happier as the designer for Team Star's custom outfits, and frequently takes on requests for new variations and matching accessories. He took inspiration from Galar's Dynamax phenomenon and made Penny an even fluffier G-Max Eevee backpack, though he's yet to actually give it to her.

Once the game's events have occurred and they start returning to classes, Atticus works closely with Director Clavell to design an appropriate uniform head covering. He understands he can't turn up in his full poison-themed outfit, no matter how much he might want to, but he's not stepping foot in a classroom until he can keep at least a little of his anonymity safe.

#〔 out of character. 〕#rattles these two at you #pokemon scvi spoilers #pokemon spoilers

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