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blue-kyber · 2 years

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Here we go.

Bear in mind I began writing this when I got the idea while traveling to visit my dad in the hospital. Iwas 14 - in 1996 during one of the worst years of my life.

I saw the ending first very clearly. I wrote it down, and then over the next decade or so wrote the story to meet that ending.

Before I touch it to fix any errors I've missed since 2011, here's part of chapter 1 of "Itara: Heir of Ruin" book 1 in a duology.

Featuring cover art that I commissioned for it.

“Come the day in the Age of Darkness, the last of light, the last of hope, will dispel the shadows that haunt, thus delivering us to freedom and rekindling the fire of our magic.”

~Sorchimorina Meicotica, P’nai Lyath'atra (Seer).

200 years before the Age of Darkness

Ren

(One)

He didn’t want to be out here.

Tracking down one of the forest’s tiny egregious errors, the Tree Sprite, dangled at the bottom of a list of ‘better things to do.’ He got more satisfaction hunting for meat to fill the family storehouse. That list grew each time he dragged himself out of bed into the pallid light of Lottenwood before sunrise.

He would much rather be under a blanket where the heat from the fireplace drifted up to his room to keep him warm through the night. Searching for the tiny menace that somehow managed to repeatedly find its way back to their garden fell to the only youth of the household –who had no choice in the matter since he was the only one with reflexes sharp enough to catch it. But, chores were chores, and this was merely one before the day became his.

This morning’s chase took him southwest, deeper into the trees and farther away from home.

The woods smelled of moist tree bark with the faint underlying odor of fresh fungus. A low blanket of thick, silver ground fog drifted languidly along the sod like a phantom, obscuring everything below knee level. Although finding any of his grandmother’s apothecary supplies was extremely difficult at this time of day, it made spotting the emerald glow of his quarry in flight much easier.

Mason Kitch knelt alongside a grouping of dewberry bushes with an opened bell-shaped bottle in hand, and pushed his blond hair out of his eyes. The bottle's cork contained a slim, short metal tube through the center to let a continuous flow of air into the bottle. His grandfather made a few of these years ago specifically for this purpose. For Mason, catching sprites was an old, common task.

Across his shoulder hung an old well-worn leather pack with its square metal latch left unhooked. He ate a few berries nearby for a meager breakfast as he watched the green spark of light circle over a puddle of water, then settle onto a leaf in the middle for a drink. If it thought it had lost its pursuer, it obviously didn’t know who it was dealing with.

He crept forward, judging the posture of the tiny Fae, and put his experience to use. Sprites always preferred an upward and forward take-off. There was the occasional back jump, but rarely did they ever favor a strict right or left pattern. The trick was to anticipate each possible way it could launch itself into the air by examining every nuance--from the wing flutter to the direction it pointed its toes. Yet even with years of practice, he would still miss three times out of ten.

Closer… closer…

He leaped forward with a battle cry fit for a Yitanian Warrior, and dove into the puddle with a ‘splash!’

The Tree Sprite shot upward in shock, straight into the Human’s hand.

“Gotchya. Ow!” He unclenched his right fist when the little beast bit his thumb.

The Sprite zigzagged around him in a drunken spiral, then took off into the forest.

He followed without hesitation in a dead run with his sharp blue eyes locked onto the light trail as it wove through the branches of old, knotted lottens, and the pale trunks of slim endyr trees. He ducked the occasional acorn barrage lobbed at him in an attempt to break the pursuit. Though he was hit by one or two, it failed to slow him down.

The Sprite flew down into a small clearing and straight into the wide, dark mouth of a cave opening at the other end.

He paused on the dry, rocky stream bed as it disappeared. He knew this forest well, having grown up running through its depth, camping beneath its canopy, and hunting its animals for food. Yet there were still surprises thrown at him from time to time that let him know the old wood was far from revealing itself entirely to the young man who called it home.

The sound of fast fluttering stopped him a few feet into the cave. Less than a breath later, the emerald light shot with frantic fright straight for him like an arrow. It grabbed the cork from his fingers and bottled itself, pulling hard on the cork from the inside.

Confusion was not a strong enough word for what just happened. The Tree Sprite he’d been chasing all morning, the same that took pleasure in avoiding capture, had just captured itself. If every prior chase had been this easy, he wouldn’t have lost so much sleep. He looked at the Fae—a male—huddled with its arms around its knees showing through holes in its torn trousers, and its bare feet and back pressed against the glass in terror. Nothing in the distance gave any indication of danger.

Then he looked down.

The ground was littered with hundreds of individual Sprite wings. Some were veined in a blue tint the color of a midsummer sky, others were opalescent gossamer, but most of the pointed remains were nearly identical to those on the back of the bottle’s inhabitant. All of the delicate transparent membranes were torn, some were shredded, but none of them were attached to any bodies. The minute nubs of bones were the only sign that they once belonged to anything alive. Everything else met with a grisly end. It was the site of a horrific massacre.

An audible clicking sound steadily grew from the cave. It multiplied until the air vibrated with the peppered staccato of quick, overlapping percussion. His eyes drifted upward where sharp points of vermillion lights blinked in and out of existence one after another. Dozens became hundreds that needled the darkness.

His shoulders sagged slightly as he exhaled in dread, realizing he had walked right into the middle of a massive colony of lowland Gryml bats.

With an aching caution, he slid one foot back, then risked another. In the space of a breath, he sprang into a full sprint down the creek bed.

A cloud of black and brown bats exploded into the faint dawn. Their attentions locked onto the creature harboring their panicked meal.

Mason’s boots pounded the soft dirt as he barreled through tight clearings and thick foliage. He knew they were after the fae in the bottle, but that hardly mattered in the moment. Being chased by enough bats to fill his house carried a fat, decent level of incentive to run as if they targeted him for their main course.

It wasn’t long before he was surrounded. He swiped at them with the futility of shooing away a hive of bees. A few of them tried to pry the bottle from his hand, and one of them bit him through the sleeve to get him to let go. He cried out in pain, though kept a tight grip on his prize. Blood dripped from the wound on his forearm.

At last, his savior came into view in the form of a downed lotten he’d recalled seeing around this area a few weeks back. Without care for any insects, he squeezed himself into its rotted out core and clutched the bottle tightly to his chest. The wicked beat of leathery wings prickled the air around the log as they tried to get in. He fought them off at the opening with a comely hunting knife normally secured to his belt.

The persistent bats squeaked and chirped, but as the sun began to rise, they gradually abandoned the fight. By the time the sun’s rays spilled onto the fallen tree, the area was clear, and the Human and Sprite were alone.

Two yellow eyes blinked at him to his left. He quickly scooted out from his hiding place before whatever it was could add to the chaos, set the bottle down and hurriedly brushed every crawling insect from his body in shudders of disgust. It was impossible to know which was worse: the multi-legged fiends of the hollowed out log, the mysterious golden eyes from a creature that remained unseen, or the bats. In hindsight, he could have found a better place to hide, but the heat of the moment rarely allowed for a second opinion. He glanced around, relieved to finally be alone, sheathed the blade, and picked up the bottle.

The Sprite flopped down onto its back with a tiny arm over its chest, and its feet against the curve as it looked up at him and smiled thankfully under a shaggy mess of badly cut brown hair.

“You’re welcome,” he mumbled. Although he wanted this creature to stop raiding the family garden, he never wanted to see it dead, and understood he had just saved its life.

#fantasy #my writing #Itara #Unedited #I can't believe I'm doing this.#Seeing this again brings up a ton of harsh emotions.#There's personal life trauma connected to this story.#writeblr #writing #sword and sorcery

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fashion-noodle · 1 year

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I think I'm slowly becoming a more goth (and emotionally stable) IRL Itara

#ooc #im doing burlesque now under the name Iris Pyre #l tried to find something else #nothing else fit #now i have ITARA HAIR #this is rediculous

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hotelbooking · 3 months

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pikahlua · 1 year

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MHA Chapter 382 spoilers translations

This week’s initial tentative super rough/literal translations under the cut.

1 あの瞬間あのしゅんかん ano shunkan That moment,

tagline 1 トゥワイス達の中に… トゥワイスたちのなかに… TUWAISU-tachi no naka ni... Among all the Twices...

tagline 2 No.382 行かせない‼︎　　堀越耕平ナンバー382 いかせない‼︎　　ほりこしこうへい NANBAA 382 ikasenai!! Horikoshi Kouhei No. 382 Won’t Let You Leave Kouhei Horikoshi

2 少女に傾国の一手を与えたしょうじょにけいこくのいってをあたえた shoujo ni keikoku no itte wo ataeta I gave that girl a siren maneuver (Note: He means he gave Toga a move to do that is dangerous like a siren.)

3 ２人の男は２りのおとこは futari no otoko wa the two men

4 気づいていた！きづいていた！ kidzuite ita! were noticing!

5 ウソつき USOtsuki [That] liar.

6 事態はまだじたいはまだ jitai wa mada The situation is not

7 "最高" "さいこう" “saikou” “the best”

8 "最悪" "さいあく" “saiaku” [or] “the worst”

9 ではないことに de wa nai koto ni as of yet.

1 あくまで希望的観測よ最悪だけどまだ最悪じゃないあくまできぼうてきかんそくよさいあくだけどまださいあくじゃない akumade kibouteki kansoku yo saiaku dakedo mada saiaku ja nai “This is just wishful thinking, but though this is the worst [scenario], it still isn’t the worst [we expected].”

1 初手でAFOや荼毘に変身したり「二倍」で出されていたら終わってた！しょてでオール・フォー・ワンやだびにへんしんしたり「にばい」でだされていたらおわってた！ shote de OORU FOO WAN ya Dabi ni henshin shitari 「nibai」 de dasarete itara owatteta! “It would have been over if her first play was to transform into someone like AFO or Dabi or if she brought them out with Double!”

2 でもそうはならなかった！それなら demo sou wa naranakatta! sore nara “But that’s not happening! In that case,”

3 "状況理由"から勝機を見つけるしかないわ！ "そこ"からしょうきをみつけるしかないわ！ “soko (kanji: joukyou)” kara shouki wo mitsukeru shika nai wa! “she can do nothing but find victory from [where she is] (read as: a way in the current situation).”

4 本来の「二倍」で増やされた人間は"個性"を使える！トゥワイスの「にばい」でふやされたにんげんは"こせい"をつかえる！ TUWAISU (kanji: honrai) no 「nibai」 de fuyasareta ningen wa “kosei” wo tsukaeru! “Humans who have been multiplied by Twice’s (read as: the original’s) Double can use [their] quirks!”

5 でもウラビティが聞いた通りならヒミコちゃんの「変身」はでもウラビティがきいたとおりならヒミコちゃんの「へんしん」は demo URABITI ga kiita toori nara HIMIKO-chan no 「henshin」 wa “But if it’s just as Uravity heard, Himiko-chan’s Transform”

6 "好き"な人の"個性"しか使えない "すき"なひとの"こせい"しかつかえない “suki” na hito no “kosei” shika tsukaenai “can only use quirks of the people she loves.”

7 相性と言うのかしら…「変身」→「二倍」で増やした人間にもヒミコちゃんの条件が乗ってしまうようになっているのならあいしょうというのかしら…「へんしん」→「にばい」でふやしたにんげんにもヒミコちゃんのじょうけんがのってしまうようになっているのなら aishou to iu no kashira...「henshin」→「nibai」 de fuyashita ningen ni mo HIMIKO-chan no jouken ga notte shimau you ni natte iru no nara “I wonder if it’s something like compatibility... If the condition for Himiko-chan’s Transform is being carried over to the people multiplied by Double,”

8 ヒミコちゃんの"好き"が死柄木たちには当てはまらなくて使えないのかもヒミコちゃんの"すき"がしがらきたちにはあてはまらなくてつかえないのかも HIMIKO-chan no “suki” ga Shigaraki-tachi ni wa atehamaranakute tsukaenai no kamo “maybe Himiko-chan’s ‘love’ cannot be applied to Shigaraki and the others, and so they can’t use [their quirks].”

1 全くの的外れかもしれない…でもーーまったくのまとはずれかもしれない…でもーー mattaku no matohazure kamoshirenai...demo-- “It may be totally irrelevant...but--”

2 この極限状況気持ち一つで一秒後に条件が覆ってもおかしくないわこのきょくげんじょうきょうきもちひとつでいちびょうごにじょうけんがくつがえってもおかしくないわ kono kyokugen joukyou kimochi hitotsu de ichibyougo ni jouken ga kutsugaettemo okashikunai wa “in this extreme situation, it wouldn’t be strange if, after one second of one emotion, even [her quirk’s] condition enveloped [them].” (Note: I think what she’s saying is something of a hypothesis like this: if Toga’s feelings affect her quirk, then a split-second feeling could be carried over to all the clones.)

3 そうならない為にも早く本物を見つけないとそうならないためにもはやくほんものをみつけないと sou naranai tame ni mo hayaku honmono wo mitsukenai to “To prevent that from happening, we have to quickly find the real one.”

4 …だとしたらトガヒミコはーー… ...da to shitara TOGA HIMIKO wa---... ...If that’s the case, Himiko Toga is---...

5 何で… なんで… nande... “Why...”

1 哀れな行進を続けさせてやろうぜデッドマンズパレードをつづけさせてやろうぜ DEDDOMANZU PAREEDO wo tsudzukesasete yarou ze “Let’s make the Dead Man’s Parade continue.”

2 ヒーローは殲滅する…‼︎ ヒーローはせんめつする…‼︎ HIIROO wa senmetsu suru...!! “Annihilate the heroes...!!”

3 弔くんも燈矢くんも好きなのにとむらくんもとうやくんもすきなのに Tomura-kun mo Touya-kun mo suki nanoni I love Tomura-kun and Touya-kun too, but

4 仁くんやお茶子ちゃんみたいに"個性"が出せないじんくんやおちゃこちゃんみたいに"こせい"がだせない Jin-kun ya Ochako-chan mitai ni “kosei” ga dasenai their quirks won’t come out like Jin-kun’s or Ochako-chan’s.

5 ヒーローは殲滅する…‼︎ ヒーローはせんめつする…‼︎ HIIROO wa senmetsu suru...!! “Annihilate the heroes...!!”

6 この戦い前にも試した…出せなかった！このたたかいまえにもためした…だせなかった！ kono tatakai mae ni mo tameshita...dasenakatta! I also tried it before this battle...and they wouldn’t come out!

7 大好きなのに…「好き」に成れるはずなのにだいすきなのに…「すき」になれるはずなのに daisuki nanoni... 「suki」 ni nareru hazu nanoni Even though I love him... Even though I can become someone I ‘love’...

8-9 仁くんなら出せるのにじんくんならだせるのに Jin-kun nara daseru noni Even though Jin-kun could make them come out...

1 何で私はなんでわたしは nande watashi wa Why can’t I

2 仁くんになれないのじんくんになれないの Jin-kun ni narenai no become Jin-kun?

3 ヒーローは殲滅する…‼︎ ヒーローはせんめつする…‼︎ HIIROO wa senmetsu suru...!! “Annihilate the heroes...!!” (Note: This phrase is repeated in all the background speech bubbles.)

1 人の喜ぶ顔が好きだったひとのよろこぶかおがすきだった hito no yorokobu kao ga suki datta I loved people’s happy faces.

2 だから彼女はだからかのじょは dakara kanojo wa That’s why, for that girl,

3 涙を見逃さないなみだをみのがさない namida wo minogasanai I won’t turn a blind eye to her tears. (Note: You could also go with “overlook” instead of “turn a blind eye to.”)

(Edit: Please read this update to regarding the translation of these pages.)

1 頑張れツクヨミ抑え続けて時間を稼ぐんだ‼︎ がんばれツクヨミおさえつづけてじかんをかせぐんだ‼︎ ganbare TSUKUYOMI osae tsudzukete jikan wo kasegunda!! “Give it your all, Tsukuyomi! Keep holding him back and buy us time!!”

2 奴は今恐らく無敵状態だが時限付きだ！やつはいまおそらくむてきじょうたいだがじげんつきだ！ yatsu wa ima osoraku muteki joutai da ga jigen tsuki da! “He’s probably in an invincible state right now, but he has a time limit!”

3 エンデヴァーさんが一度倒したおかげでそうなった‼︎ここで抑え続けて止めるんだ‼︎ エンデヴァーさんがいちどたおしたおかげでそうなった‼︎ここでおさえつづけてとめるんだ‼︎ ENDEVAA-san ga ichido taoshita okage de sou natta!! koko de osae tsudzukete tomerunda!! “He became like that thanks to Endeavor-san defeating him once!! Keep holding him back and stop him!!”

4 黒影を覆って！光を遮って‼︎ ダークシャドウをおおって！ひかりをさえぎって‼︎ DAAKU SHADOU wo ootte! hikari wo saegitte!! “Cover Dark Shadow! Block out the light!!”

5 闇を供給させるの‼︎ エネルギーをきょうきゅうさせるの‼︎ ENERUGII (kanji: yami) wo kyoukyuu saseru no!! “Let me supply him with energy (read as: darkness)!!”

6 それ sore “For that,”

7 オーロラの夜空とか出せるし「幻惑」でオケオケかもー！オーロラのよぞらとかだせるし「げんわく」でオケオケかもー！ OORORA no yozora toka daseru shi 「genwaku」 de OKEOKE kamoo! “if I can bring out an aurora night sky or something, maybe with Illusion it’ll be OK-OK!”

8 トガの増殖も抑えなければ！トガのぞうしょくもおさえなければ！ TOGA no zoushoku mo osaenakereba! “We have to suppress Toga’s multiplcation too!”

9 全力全方位サポォオオオト‼︎ ぜんりょくぜんほういサポォオオオト‼︎ zenryoku zenhoui SAPOOOOOTO!! “Full power omnidirectional SUPPOOOOORT!!”

1 ぐあァ guaA “Gwagh!”

2 うわああ‼︎ uwaaa!! “Waaah!!”

3-4 …やはり力で…ゴリ押ししてくる奴は面倒だな… …やはりちからで…ゴリおししてくるやつはめんどうだな… ...yahari chikara de...GORIoshi shite kuru yatsu wa mendou da na... “...Of course, those who push their way through...by force are troublesome...”

1 更に若返ってーーさらにわかがえってーー sara ni wakagaette-- He’s restored to even younger--

1 闇を！やみを！ yami wo! “Gimme darkness!”

2 行かせんぞ‼︎ いかせんぞ‼︎ ikasenzo!! “I won’t let you leave!!”

3 突風で運ぶっス追いつける‼︎ とっぷうではこぶっスおいつける‼︎ toppuu de hakobu SSU oitsukeru!! “I’ll carry [myself] with a gust of wind and catch up!!”

4 絶対行かせねっス!!! ぜったいいかせねっス!!! zettai ikasene SSU!!! “I absolutely won’t let you leave!!!”

5 ２人の男は気付いていたーーー２りのおとこはきづいていたーーー futari no otoko wa kidzuite ita--- The two men were noticing---

6 事態はじたいは jitai wa the situation

1 もう mou is already

2 散らせマキアちらせマキア chirase MAKIA “Scatter them, Machia.”

3 最高である事にさいこうであることに saikou de aru koto ni becoming the best one [possible].

4 事態はまだじたいはまだ jitai wa mada The situation is not yet...

5 "最悪"じゃない…って事っすね "さいあく"じゃない…ってことっすね “saiaku” ja nai...tte koto ssu ne “It’s not the worst...[scenario possible], eh?”

6 塚内さん‼︎ つかうちさん‼︎ Tsukauchi-san!! “Mr. Tsukauchi!!”

1 何をーーなにをーー nani wo-- “What is--”

2 ……貴様ら…‼︎ ……きさまら…‼︎ ......kisamara...!! “......You bastards...!!”

1 俺たちも来たぜ常闇‼︎ おれたちもきたぜとこやみ‼︎ ore-tachi mo kita ze Tokoyami!! “We’ve come too, Tokoyami!!”

2 緑谷たちンとこア行かせねえ!!! みどりやたちンとこアいかせねえ!!! Midoriya-tachi NtokoA ikasenee!!! “We won’t let you got to where Midoriya and the others are!!!”

tagline 元・普通科の星心操人使‼︎ もと・ふつうかのほししんそうひとし‼︎ moto・futsuu-ka no hoshi Shinsou Hitoshi!! Former general studies star Shinsou Hitoshi!!!

#my hero academia leak translations #mha 382 #bnha 382 #my hero academia manga spoilers #final showdown spoilers #oh i like this #i like this togachako direction muchly #also #OH NO HE'S HOT #that last page just screams we're getting a flashback next chapter lol

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andoryuanzuru · 4 months

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WOL Xera Itara

Commissioned by @mugetsu0713 of their FFXIV Warrior of Light!

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#artists on tumblr #commission #drawing #final fantasy xiv #warrior of light

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giggly-squiggily · 11 months

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Putting The "Ho" in Hokage (Blue Lock)

Heyo! Happy Sunday everyone! My mental health has taken a bit of a nosedive due to some IRL chaos and anxiety, so I’m feeling a bit down 😅 And when that happens- I turn to goofy fics and scenarios as my coping mechanism! :D

I saw this TikTok recently- the ending in particular inspired this fic :3 I hope y’all like it!

CW: Suggestive jokes

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Summary: With some difficulty, Isagi attempts to explain Naruto to Chigiri.

“Habata itara modoranai to ittta”

Isagi never perked up faster in his life. Eyes widening, he listened to the familiar opening through muted earbuds, tracking the sound until he found the source. “No way…”

“Hm?” Chigiri, who was busy stretching after a long run, peeked through his hair.

“That’s Blue Bird! Ikimono-gakari!” Isagi was practically bouncing in his shoes, eyes bright and smiling huge. “Oh my god, that opening was so good!”

“Oh, yeah- definitely.” Chigiri gave a small smile, pulling out an earbud to fully engage with the other. “I really loved that part.”

“Right? Ugh, that opening with the little bird, and the flashbacks playing across the screen just before the music kicks in!” Isagi sighed, momentarily lost as he replayed the mental reel again and again in his head. “I get chills thinking about that part where it shows both Naruto and Sasuke parallel to one another. What a journey they’ve been through!”

“Oh definitely. They really had trials to cross.” Chigiri carried on smiling, his expression a bit stiff. “So many great moments.”

“Right?....You good?” Isagi blinked, suddenly aware of the other’s body language. “I’m interrupting your workout, aren’t I?”

“Well- yeah, but you’re fine. I don’t mind it.” Chigiri shrugged, still seeming rather awkward. “What were you saying about Sock-say?”

“Sock-say?” Isagi blinked. Chigiri’s face turned blank.

“You haven’t watched Naruto, have you?”

“Not a single episode.” Chigiri confessed, cheeks reddening some. Isagi fell backwards against the mats in defeat. “I’ve heard of it- just never got into it. My sister likes it though; the song was on her playlist for a long time.”

“Your sister’s got good taste.” Isagi groaned, hiding his face in his hands. How embarrassing- he just geeked out in front of Chigiri; about an anime he didn’t even watch no less! “Sorry- I’m embarrassed.”

“Why are you apologizing? It’s not like you’ve never geeked out over anime before.” Chigiri shuffled over, poking his leg some. “You were just raving about that one show the other day to the guys- what was it called? Bingo Stage Dogs?”

“Bungo Stray Dogs! Oh my gahad!” Isagi laughed, finding the redhead’s misguided names endearing. “Do you even watch anime, Chi?”

“Eh. I’m more of a manga reader.” Chigiri poked him again, slowly moving up the side of his thigh. “I get through the series faster that way. Tell me more- who’s the blonde guy? The one who’s always yelling and stuff.”

“That’s nahahharuto! He’s the mahahahain charhahaharacter!” Isagi tried to sound normal, but Chigiri was poking along his leg, each jab more ticklish than the last. “It’s naahahahmed after hihihihihim! He wahhahant’s to be hohohoh-OHOOHokahahahage!”

“Ho-kage? Is that like the show’s version of OnlyFans?” Chigiri prodded his hip, making Isagi squeak. “Why would he want to be a hoe? Is that why the other guy’s always shirtless? Is he trying to be the next big Ho-Kage?”

“Ghehahahahahahhaa, Chhuihihihihiihhigirihihihi nohohoohohohoho!” Isagi cackled, both from the questions and the tickling. He felt like he was explaining anime to his parents. It was weirdly fun. “Hehehhehehehe’s like the bohohohohohoohohss!”

“Ah, so he’s like a pimp?” Chigiri giggled as he moved a hand up to Isagi’s waist, pressing in gently and earning a proper squeal. “What kind of show is this?”

“Nohoohohohohohohoho! Pfft- geahhahahhahahhaa yohohohohou’re doohohohoing this on puhuhuhuhuhuhurpphohoohohoose!” Isagi accused, arching with a cackle when two hands found his waist, pressing along the spot just below his lower ribs.

“The tickling or the questions? Cause the answer is yes.” Chigiri smirked, skittering his nails along the Blue Lock suit. “I know some things- I just like messing with you.”

“Triihihiiihihihihckstehhehehehhheheer!” Isagi declared, trying to scoot away as Chigiri moved up to the center of his ribs, one hand lightly clawing while the other prodded and poked. “Noohoohohohoht the rihihihihihihiihbs!”

“Is that a thing in the show? Oh- you know what? I watched one episode with my sister. The guy with the long hair- he did this.” Chigiri began to rapidly poke and prod Isagi’s torso at an incredible speed, earning a loud shriek of laughter. “He called it something with triangles. I think he was just tickling his opponent.”

“CHIHIHIHIHIHIIHGIHIHIHIIHHIIRI!” Isagi howled, cheeks bright red and eyes misty with mirth. It didn’t help that a lot of the “Triangle pokes of death” were focused on his lower ribs, a spot that made his whole body feel like it was being electrocuted. “PLEAHHAHAHAHAHHASE!”

“Please what?” Chigiri asked, still tapping away. “We haven’t reached 80 pokes yet.”

“SIHIHIHIHIHIXTY-FOHOOHOHOHOHOHUR!”

“You want me to poke you 64 more times?” Chigiri blinked, amazed. “Wow- you really like being tickled, huh?”

“GEHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA!” Seeing there weren't many options of escape, Isagi did the first thing that came to mind. Wrapping his legs around Chigiri’s waist, he pulled on every ounce of core strength within him to twist. The redhead yelped as he was suddenly flipped over, pinned to the mat with Isagi looming high above him. “Gohoohoohtcha!”

“Oh- is this the part where you do hand signs?” Chigiri brought his hands together, linking his thumbs and flapping his hands. “Hehe, look a bird.”

“Oh, I don’t need hand signs for this! TICKLE NO JUTSU!” Isagi grabbed Chigiri’s sides, pressing in as he effectively tickled the redhead to tears.

That day- Chigiri learned quite a bit about Naruto.

Thanks for reading!

#blue lock #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #isagi yoichi #Chigiri Hyoma #boys being boys #dumb jokes and antics #Chigiri doesn’t know much about anime #we love him for it #suggestive jokes #fluff for the soul #humor is my coping mechanism

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queen-in-blue · 8 months

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Hastur's Queens

Itara- the Queen in Blue

Worshipped on Carcosa as the goddess of the ocean, rain, and all things water, Itara is said to be from another world, parallel to the one we inhabit. She's able to control liquids of all kinds and communicate with sea animals. She was at one point loyal to Hastur, but upon meeting a plague doctor in the Old World, named Corvus, she fell in love and, more or less, became the doctor's wife. She lived a double life for years, even having a child with Corvus, whom she kept hidden from Hastur. However, Cthylla told Hastur about Corvus and the king in yellow was quick to dispose of the man. He used his powers to chain Itara to Carcosa, making it so she can't leave the world. Overtime, she became far more contorted and deprived of sensation. Her body twisted and turned into something so different from her old form, and no one actually knows if this is Hastur's doing or not.

Her sacred animal is the Kograx, a stag/qilin like creature that purifies water when it steps into it.

Itara's Ring

A silver ring with a blue Goldstone, it's definitely not the most intricate ring. Itara would not be caught dead wearing it, and usually entrusts it to the Kograx. Whoever acquires it controls her but also has power to manipulate water and purify it.

#cthulu mythos oc #itara #the queen in blue #the ten brides of hastur

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tankakuka · 1 year

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In-Universe Kuka Doodles

these were from a while back but i wanted to retroactively write stuff in the primerial script:

working on writing with it made me realize there was no "Ih" sound so it manifested into an upside down "Ah" symbol. very useful. anyways...

#SOUL RING #tankakuka #art #ocs #tanka #kuka #yoma #itara #leeds #doodles #in-universe #firealpaca

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disrepairhouse · 2 years

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DISREPAIR_ERROR 422: Chapter 1

To call the world ‘strange’ after a nearly decade-long battle between Ancient Gods that not only tore the physical world to shreds but even ripped and punctured reality, itself, would have been a particularly unamusing understatement to those that managed to survive. Sure, the warp holes to other dimensions closed themselves, taking most of the intruders back to their own dimensions. And sure, most of the physical damage to the earth – such as the massive crater where Spagonia once stood – were repaired thanks to Light Gaia and even Chaos once he calmed down. Even the warped, angry, demented Sun God that started it all was returned to a relatively harmless state and sealed away.

The skies and seas returned to normal, plant life grew once more, and eventually buildings and small dots of society cropped up again – bolstered considerably by the return of the Doctor from his space station where he hid throughout most of the ordeal. Of course, he didn’t return peacefully, but considering the frankly pathetic excuse of a population he returned to, there wasn’t much for his ‘new, grand creations’ to terrorize. Even Sonic, exhausted by a decade of fighting a losing battle, took longer than anyone expected before he was willing to deal with the Doctor’s nonsense. He did eventually, and it was the destroyed remnants of those ‘grand creations’ that helped rebuild a number of structures around the world in time.

It wasn’t just the re-emerging general populace that made use of Dr. Robotnik’s broken robots and all-too-easily abandoned new bases, either. A house, and the underground base below, that had long ago sunk into the earth like many buildings and cities during the height of the battle, was one of the first to be fully restored to its former glory – if not more heavily fortified against Gods and collapsing realities than before. The house on top, at the end of what was once a neat and organized cul-de-sac, went from rough spare parts from what remained after the battle to a fully remodeled and even finely crafted home, fully furnished and painted. Restored to the cozy home it once was.

Below the house, the entrance an inconspicuous ‘garage’ door at the front of the hallway, was an equally fully-furnished lab. Though the space remained the same size as the original, the tech was upgraded and modernized, something the inhabitants would have feared before the battle but had no qualms with now. After facing Solaris, Chaos, Gaia, failing reality, and several years of destruction only to lose the reason their household existed in the first place in the end… Robotnik didn’t feel like much of a threat to the rogue robots that once worked underneath him. Robotnik knew they were out there. An unfortunately timed showdown in an abandoned base with an inhabitant from another world let that cat out of the bag. And RK had already made it abundantly clear to the Doctor that he would sooner self-destruct than let either him or Metal go back to working underneath him. Whether the Doctor accepted this and would actually leave them be or was secretly plotting, the robots didn’t much care.

The message was there and whether Robotnik heeded the warning or not was on him. RK, especially, had nothing left to lose if he tested him.

Or at least, that’s what he thought.

Two years of ‘moping’ (as Metal had taken to calling it) about the fate of the time traveler they’d all grown attached to was enough for the bots to finally decide to track down and steal back the scepter from the Ultimate Lifeform that had kept a close watch over it. One conversation with the Guardians of the Ancient Gods, and a cornered jackal that had remained in their timeline, and the house had their tiny child back. Confused as she was and caught off-guard by the sudden position of ‘Guardian’ for Solaris, despite being part of him, the house returned to a relative state of normalcy none of them ever thought they’d have again.

RK could finally stop moping.

And Itara could finally keep her promise to the jackal.

Of course, there was the rather awkward problem of facing the girl whose body she’d inhabited for so long and the uncomfortable conversation about the stolen name. Her friends had welcomed her back with excitement and glee, but the mobian girl, who’s image Itara still held much of, was less welcoming. She was sharper than Itara ever had been, quick-witted and sharp-tongued where the time traveler had always been a rambling, stammering mess with her words. An icy glare for a scathing scowl. A smooth tone for a monotone. Quick, practiced movements for clumsiness.

The Real Itara. And the Shard of Mephiles.

It was, of course, Simon who came up with the suggestion of nicknames. While Itara wasn’t keen on changing her name entirely after using it for – technically – longer than the ‘original’, as she’d been using it for well over 200 years now, she accepted the nickname of ‘Mara’ amongst her friends. RK and Metal still referred to her as Itara, though. Infinite still referred to her as “demon child.” She decided to limit her interactions with the mobian girl as much as possible, however, not for any sense of guilt for stealing her body and name, but solely because she didn’t like the other girl’s attitude and silver tongue. It grated on her nerves for reasons she couldn’t and wouldn’t explain.

But with the matter of names settled and the explanation to her friends that she was, in fact, alive, Itara turned her attention back home, to her robots and the jackal... and the state of her powers. After a thorough test to ensure they were at least still there and a look around their world, the sad state of repair became abundantly clear and she wanted nothing more than to help fix it… in her own ways.

Though it would have to be a bit more subtle and indirect than usual as she found, as soon as she time traveled and left her current ‘present’, her physical body was distinctly less… physical. As soon as she crossed through a portal to a point in the not-so-distant future, her body had as much physical presence as the wind. Her voice, at least, remained, but in every other way she was limited. She probably should have expected this. She had been more or less directly responsible for Solaris’ continued existence in the previous timeline, limiting her time traveling abilities was probably another “necessary precaution” the other Guardians had taken in return for giving her a body at all again.

Well. Whatever. She could work with this. She only intended to look and see how far life had progressed at certain points in the future, see how long it took the world to recover to the point of thriving again and what was needed for that to happen. Once she had her answers, she returned to the ‘present’ and relayed the information to RK and Metal.

There were three major factors in the recovery of life in their timeline: Robotnik and his inventions, Sonic’s destruction of those inventions, and an odd spot just outside the city. The first two were obvious, Robotnik built, Sonic destroyed, and those around them made use of the scrap for a variety of upgrades and advancements. Itara knew getting those scraps to a particular teal hedgehog would be especially vital and thus made sure he got his hands on anything he thought he needed. But the spot, not even Itara was 100% sure what it even was or how it was relevant. Between her limited abilities during time travel and her apparent direct involvement with whatever happened there, she couldn’t look too deeply into it for fear of another paradox incident. She still had the scars from the last one, despite the new body.

But with the information she required, or at least most of it, she returned to her present and decided to spend time preparing however she could. There wasn’t a lot, really, outside of pushing Robotnik and Sonic to battle once in a while and tipping Mira off about the location of scraps he could have Kelly retrieve (after letting RK or Metal snag what they needed for upgrades first). The rest of the time, she spent helping Infinite where he let her, sticking to RK like glue, and dealing with her weird new internal discourse she refused to let anyone onto regarding her rejoining Mephiles in the scepter. She didn’t need anyone worrying about her any more than they already did. They didn’t need to know about her sudden inability to separate herself from Mephiles at certain points.

It wasn’t a problem.

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blue-kyber · 10 months

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What's the darkest thing you've ever written, in terms of injuries, character fates or events?

Thanks for the ask. :) Sorry it took so long to get to it.

The darkest thing I've written was probably in my first novel, "Itara: Heir of Ruin" and part 2, "Itara: Lightborn."

Mason, the MC, is tortured by the bad guy in a terrible way - with multiple small cuts, and a rag boiled in oil placed over his face. At first, I'd used water, but my friend said to make it oil. It'll burn hotter and longer. He healed quickly - which his people did - and the next time, he had his body invaded by the antagonist's power to take control of his mind. However, he fought back and turned the bad guy's hand into a crispy nougat.

The main antagonist wanted his spirit broken, not his body. Bones would heal faster, but still take longer than he wanted to wait. Enough psychological torment in conjunction with the rag broke him enough for the main antagonist to plant darkness in his heart to control him, and sent him to go kill his friends.

Before then, when he was captured, he was taken on a traumatic dragon flight, had his magic blocked, and almost froze when he tried to escape.

I still apologize to Mason for doing that to him. My boy didn't deserve that.

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Perhaps Yune's past would be pretty dark.

He was kept in captivity all his life, trained for the sole purpose of building and repairing spaceships, lied to, gaslit, and abused via passive-aggressiveness. He never set a toe outside the tall, windowless wall surrounding the orphanage property - always being told he had to stay inside because he was too small, too breakable, and people would only use him for his skills. All he could see of the outside world was through a clear dome that would retract to let in ships and supplies. He never saw the world beyond it with is own eyes until he escaped.

He got picked up by a thieves den after surviving for a week. He got a job as a mechanic, but wasn't paid soon enough, and got caught stealing food by the thieves den. He had his name and identity taken from him through the Name Guardian Claim, given a new single syllable name with no surname, and forced to steal with other kids for an anulean - a 10' tall alien who forced all 28 kids to call her 'Mother.'

She saw human children as just above pet status, as most anuleans do. Yune was her 'favorite.' She knew what he was, knowing he had no idea, and used that to manipulate him and keep him enslaved.

He ran away from that, too, 2 years later.

Thankfully, he found his old engineering instructor who took him to a better zone on the dark side of the wall (the city is split in half by a wall. The dark side is the side that got creamed by a keth attack).

He was lied to about everything - even about being born inside the Arborly orphanage boundary wall. He has trust issues and some CPTSD, along with repressed memories from a very traumatic experience when he was 5.

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Will and Terra's is pretty grim.

They're both kidnapped from Earth and told they can never return, or the keth will destroy it. They're later shown a recording of the keth following through with their threat.

They're both reprogrammed to erase their pasts and names to make them clean slates - which they fight against, but it takes hold. They have their DNA altered to turn them into an unknown human species. They don't know why, either.

With barely any memory of their past. or of Earth that's in fragments, The have no idea who they are now, they have to rely on Yune and Selka to help them.

#asks #character development #The Itara duology is a sword and sorcery novel #I had the idea for when I was 15 and finished it when I was 27.#writing

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