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goldenguillotines · 2 months
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B A S I C S
full name: Kiyori Manhyi
gender: Transfem
sexuality: Bisexual fem pref
pronouns: She/Her
O T H E R S
family: Unnamed Ancestor
birthplace: Alternia
job: College student / Stylist
phobias: N/A
guilty pleasures: Sleeping in late
M O R A L S
morality alignment?: True neutral
sins - sloth
virtues - diligence/humility/kindness
T H I S - O R - T H A T
introvert/extrovert: Introvert
organized/disorganized: Organized
close minded/open-minded: Open-minded
calm/anxious: Calm
disagreeable/agreeable: Agreeable
cautious/reckless: Cautious
patient/impatient: Patient
outspoken/reserved: Reserved
leader/follower: Follower
empathetic/unemphatic: Empathetic
optimistic/pessimistic: Optimistic
traditional/modern: Modern
hard-working/lazy: Little bit of both..
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
otp: N/A
ot3: N/A
brotp: Kiyori + Kotori (TBA)
notp: Salhus and Ialvah
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ghostlygeto · 1 year
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pairing: sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader
warnings: mentions nsfw things (“suggestive”?), so MDNI, mentions the same dildo from the last scenario lol, reader nd sakusa are drinking, first kiss moment, i dunno. same universe as the last sakusa thing i posted (shocked pikachu emoji), omi kind of pines hella hard
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“you should tell me a secret about yourself, kiyoomi,” his first name rolled off your tongue as if it lived there, you couldn’t remember the last time you had called him anything else. “and it has to be a real one, not something stupid!” you laughed slightly and took another drink of whatever alcohol the two of you had been sharing for the night.
“don’t you have to tell me a secret about yourself as well, then?” sakusa asked. he was thankful that his cheeks were already tinted pink from the alcohol, he didn’t have to worry about you noticing his blush from the use of his first name. “it’s only fair isn’t it?”
“you already know a big secret about me,” you remind him, rolling your eyes as he raised his eyebrows as if asking what secret. “remember? ‘tsumu doesn’t so lovingly call me dildo girl for no reason.”
“oh.” was all sakusa managed to get out, somehow forgetting about the incident that brought you two together in the first place. “but that can’t count, everyone masturbates, y/n. it’s normal.”
“but you saw the dildo! with your eyes! and according to ‘tsumu he like, swung it around and stuff!” you shouted playfully, cheeks and ears flushing red at the memory, “i still haven’t used it. and it was expensive, too. you guys should feel bad.”
“i don’t have to feel bad for anything,” sakusa shook his head, finishing his drink before grabbing both of you another one, “i didn’t do anything. i told him not to open the box.”
you huffed, grabbing the drink from sakusa (who kindly opened it for you, since you always struggled to on your own) before taking a big sip of it. “you should, i asked you to get the package and protect it with your life. you did not do that.”
sakusa laughed, not just a small chuckle but a real, genuine laugh. sometimes he felt like you were the only person that could get those out of him. “i don’t think you asked me to protect it with my life, but whatever helps you sleep at night i suppose. i’m sorry i didn’t protect your precious package with my life,”
this was probably your favorite side to kiyoomi. the alcohol in his system made him more laid back than usual, he’d feel comfortable laying his legs across your lap or draping his arm across the top edge of the couch, his hand barely ghosting your shoulder. plus he laughed a lot. little giggles, chuckles, and sometimes full blown belly laughs. he was a completely different person with you (and with the alcohol).
“so what’s your secret?” you ask, shoving his shoulder, “tell me a secret, kiyo. i want to know everything about you.”
something in your words gave him butterflies. everything about him? he wondered if you really meant that, if you wanted to know all the reasons he is the way he is, the color of his childhood bedroom or the name of his pet hamster when he was seven. or if you just wanted to know the things that all the other women wanted to know about him. his workout routine or how many women he’s slept with or how long his-
“kiyo,” you called him out of his thoughts, a concerned look on your face, “y’know if you keep your brow scrunched like that all the time you’re going to get wrinkles. and then girls wouldn’t find you as pretty anymore. are you gonna tell me a secret or do i need to kick you out of my apartment?”
“maybe i should keep doing it then, i don’t need women to find me attractive.” sakusa rolled his eyes, but thought for a second about a secret to tell you. he thought it only fair to tell you one equally as embarrassing as yours (even though yours was mostly funny and not really embarrassing). “i’ve never been kissed before.”
you tried to hide the shocked look on your face, “what? never? like not even once when you were a kid as a dare or something?” you didn’t mean to make him feel bad, but somehow you couldn’t believe a man as attractive as kiyoomi would have never have kissed someone before. “why not?”
“i was never interested in it,” he shrugged, taking another sip from the bottle in his hand, “and i’ve never met anyone worth wanting to kiss, y’know?” he didn’t ignore the shocked look on your face, giving you a small laugh in response. “you’re surprised, knowing what you know about me and you’re surprised i’ve never kissed anyone before?”
“i think it’s more surprising to hear you say you’ve never met anyone worth kissing before. i mean, you see bokuto, hinata and ‘tsumu on the daily. if i got to see them i’d want to kiss one of them for sure.” you teased, “maybe you just don’t like girls?”
“i’d die before kissing any of them, especially atsumu,” sakusa shuddered before shaking his head at you, “i know that i like women, y/n. it’s just a matter of finding the one that doesn’t disgust me.” he hesitated for a moment before sighing, “and it’s hard to find someone that wants to know me. not sakusa of msby, but me. like…”
“someone who wants to know kiyoomi,” you finished his sentence. you didn’t know how to tell him that’s how you wanted to know him. you wanted to know kiyoomi, not sakusa. and to an extent you do know kiyoomi, you’re one of the few people he’d ever let see him like this. but you still worried that he’d never fully open up to you. why did you deserve to know him like that? just because you’re his neighbor?
“right, someone who wants to know kiyoomi.” sakusa’s eyes fell to you, and you pretended to not feel his stare. “but how do i trust that the people i’m surrounding myself with want to know me? and not him.” it was a genuine question, sakusa didn’t know how to tell the difference between the two. that’s why he didn’t have any friends outside of the volleyball team.
and you.
“what about me?” you asked, eyes meeting his. if it weren’t for the alcohol in your system you likely wouldn’t be so bold, “do you trust me?”
with everything. he wanted to tell you, though thankfully he had enough control over his drunken words not to. “i do.”
“do i disgust you?”
“not even a little.”
he hadn’t realized it before, but sometime between him confessing about never having kissed someone before and right now, your faces had gotten much closer. he wasn’t sure he had ever been close to someone like this before, aside from maybe the one time atsumu got far too drunk and tried to kiss him (it took days for sakusa to feel clean afterwards). but this was different. it felt different, he didn’t mind being this close to you. nor did he care that he could feel your alcohol ridden breath on his face with every rise and fall of your chest.
“kiyoomi?”
“yes y/n?”
“can i be your first kiss?”
sakusa answered by closing the distance between the two of you, unsure of what to do when your lips had actually connected. his eyes were closed, he knew that much, but what was he supposed to do with his hands? was he supposed to move his head at all?
“kiyo, you can breathe,” you laughed as you pulled away, a smile spread across your face. “you’re as stiff as a board, if you’re going to be kissing women you need to learn to be a little looser.”
sakusa knew you wanted to know everything about kiyoomi, not sakusa. “i’m not going to be kissing women.” he grinned, leaning away from you now. “i think i need to be a little more drunk, though.” he tried standing up but you stopped him.
“more drunk? kiyoomi i think you’re plenty drunk,” you giggled, holding onto his wrist, trying to tug him back down onto your couch, “drunk enough to kiss me, that is.”
sakusa wanted to tell you that he didn’t need to be drunk to kiss you, it just made it easier. but he didn’t, he just sat back down next to you and turned his attention to the tv. “was i bad at it?”
“kissing?” you giggled again, “it wasn’t the worst first kiss i’ve ever had.” you shrugged, tracing the outline of his side profile with your eyes. you were pretty sure if angels existed on earth, kiyoomi would be one of them. “what did you think of it?”
“well i don’t have anything to compare it to,” he replied, “so i think it was nice.” sakusa didn’t know how to tell you the only reason it was nice was because it was with you.
not pictured: atsumu spamming you with snaps the next morning, freaking out over the fact that you sent him a video of you and kiyoomi kissing (you had to beg him not to mention it to omi)
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buruburuburu · 9 months
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From this twitter post, with Kiyori and Asuka 💚💜
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mogai-headcanons · 7 months
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Sumika Murasame from Sasameki Koto is a trans demisexual lesbian, and she's in a relationship with Ushio and Akemi!
Ushio Kazama is a lesbian!
Akemi Yamasaki is a transfeminine bi lesbian who presents as both fem and masc!
Tomoe Hachisuka is a futch amorsexual sapphic who identifies with the term lesbian even though it doesn't fit her perfectly!
She's in a relationship with Miyako Tamae, a trans girl who doesn't label her sexuality!
Azusa Aoi is a closeted lesbian, and she has a crush on Murasame!
Kiyori Torioi is a bi straight nonbinary girl!
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occasionaltouhou · 5 months
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I really enjoy Katsunaga Kiyori's design but thats not really a question so my question is if you have any fun facts about them you haven't shared yet?
Kiyori is the leader of the deep-sea youkai, and also the only one who's not a beast youkai hybrid; instead, she was created to bolster the strength of the fake dragon palace. her whole existence is ryumiya saying "well, this must be the dragon palace, because there's a wani here!"
perhaps because of that, she's generally more competent than the others, and arguably more competent than ryumiya, who she serves of her own will.
other fun facts are that her sword is made of brass, her outfit is obviously styled after the watatsukis, and she's fully aware that he existence is a falsehood - she just makes the argument that all other youkai are, too.
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askmoondropxbunny · 1 year
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Two big guys! 
Two big guys 
Will smack Mama bunny’s thighs & Butt.🤤 💜 Will pound me hard,🍒 
Will kiss my thighs 💋and buy my fries!🍟
Don’t care if this is lewd, Don’t look at it!!!! ❌
Two big hot guys!!🐰♥
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“What’s that?”
“Oh, it’s just my makeup.”
“Make…up?”
“Yep! Wanna try?”
“Hmm… Okay.”
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psychotheracosm · 2 years
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Kiyori’s head clips through the door of the Traveler’s office. Their expression, usually bored and unamused, turns to a mix of curiosity and embarrassment as they examine the surroundings- And by extension, Euphemia.
“Oh, um… Hi. Sorry, didn’t mean to intrude on… whatever you’re doing? I just- I noticed the new room and I… Well, curiosity killed the cat, right? Haha…”
@narrator-in-training
Any assurances Euphemia made that she's already figured this place and its inhabitants out and nothing could surprise her anymore are thrown out the window when someone's head suddenly phased through the wall, scaring her half to death.
She freezes up, staring blankly at the person, certain her heart is going to pound its way out of her throat. The moment passes; she lets out a small, shaky exhale.
"I- it's okay. I should've put a note on the door that the room is inhabited, shouldn't I? Well- I am Euphemia. I'm new here, yes."
She gets up and approaches the door, then realizes she can't open it without pulling Kiyori along with it.
"Er...do you want to come in?"
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Midnight Munchies
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fundacaojerichohq · 2 years
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INFORMAÇÕES BÁSICAS
Nome: Kuroi Kiyori.
Codinome: Scylla.
Aniversário: 25/12/2002.
Nacionalidade: Japonesa.
Espécie: Legado de demônio.
Identidade de gênero e pronomes: Cisgênero feminino (ela/dela).
Moradia: 2º andar.
Ocupação: Bailarina.
FC: Kazuha (Le Sserafim), idol.
Plots de interesse: Todos.
Twitter: @FJ02KR
DESENVOLVIMENTO
QUALIDADES
Disciplinada, intuitiva e prática.
DEFEITOS
Competitiva, possessiva e explosiva.
HEADCANONS
É a quarta filha da linhagem Kuroi, fruto do romance entre um caçador e uma Yuki-Onna, um demônio do Yomi que foi por ele invocado. Quando Izanami no Mikoto descobriu que aquele espírito ressentido havia se apaixonado por um humano e se estabelecido no plano terrestre, não permitiu que ela continuasse junto da família e exigiu seu retorno imediato à dimensão dos mortos. Depois de vários pactos e acordos firmados, foi decidido que uma das crianças teria de ser sacrificada para o Yomi para que as portas daquele mundo permanecessem fechadas. Essa criança é Kiyori, embora ela não tenha conhecimento do que o destino tem reservado para ela.
Ela possui uma condição neurológica denominada sinestesia, que provoca a percepção de vários sentidos de uma só vez, que se misturam entre si. Kiyori enxerga cores nos sons, de forma que a velocidade, ritmo, volume e timbre influenciam em como o cérebro dela interpreta esses estímulos. Algumas músicas calmas são mais azuis, enquanto vozes muito agudas e estridentes tendem ao vermelho.
Sua verdadeira paixão é o ballet, atividade a qual Kiyori se dedica desde criança, juntamente à caçada. Durante anos, treinou em uma importante academia de ballet japonesa, o que facilitou sua admissão no Korean National Ballet, quando se afiliou, junto de seus irmãos, à sede de Jericho em Seul. Atualmente, é uma das bailarinas mais prestigiadas da companhia e possui um rosto relativamente conhecido.
A personalidade de Kiyori pode ser um pouco difícil de lidar. Ela é altamente competitiva e possui um lado explosivo em evidência, que ela desconta batendo em calouros nas sessões de treinamento da Jericho, para exercitar seu autocontrole. Tem uma fama de ser o pesadelo dos aprendizes, liderando trotes e sempre fazendo questão de destacar a hierarquia dentro da Jericho. 
Por ter um rosto de destaque, usa uma típica máscara japonesa de Kitsune em suas vigílias.
Kiyori não pretende deixar nada abalar sua vida perfeita. Ela está onde sempre quis: em uma companhia de ballet de renome, com excelentes taxas de desempenho na fundação, com um namorado perfeito e um nome de destaque. O que mais ela poderia querer?
ARQUIVO JERICHO
CLASSE E PODERES
Domadora
Domar monstros
Vínculo monstruoso
Coletor de ossos
RANKING
Vigilante
ARMA PREFERIDA
Duas katanas gêmeas de aço frio. Um sigilo tatuado entre os dois seios marca o local de invocação das lâminas. Kiyori precisa apenas ativar a tatuagem e puxar as armas do peito. 
ATRIBUTOS
FÍSICO
Força: 1
Destreza: 4
Vigor: 2
SOCIAL
Carisma: 0
Aparência: 3
Manipulação: 1
MENTAL
Percepção: 2
Inteligência: 2
Raciocínio: 2
SINGULARIDADE
Da mãe, ela herdou o toque gélido como um cubo de gelo, uma tolerância maior ao frio e a capacidade de sugar parte da vitalidade de uma pessoa através do beijo. As pessoas que têm sua energia vital drenada por esse método sentem um inexplicável frio acometê-las.
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adalynnlove · 2 years
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Girl's Day Out
Girl’s Day Out
Still figuring out how I want my blog to look exactly. I worked on the Home page today and also added my blog sponsor pages. I’m still not satisfied with it but its a work in progress. Anyhow…let’s talk about today’s post. The outfit I’m wearing is Satya by ღ Mia Rosy ღ (miamilu) of Le’La Design. This lovely outfit comes with 15 HUD color choices for the shirt, booties, clutch and jeans; and an…
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ghostlygeto · 1 year
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pairing: sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader
warnings: not nsfw, but mentions toys so mdni!!, fluff, atsumu is there and a dumbass, atsumu specifically calls reader "girl", more selfship content because im insane :D, bad ending bc idk, i only cared about the middle bits. i never ever proof read btw
wc: 1k again somehow?? im crazy
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the way you met sakusa kiyoomi was incredibly, and i mean incredibly, embarrassing. you would be out of town for four days, so you had to ask your incredibly attractive neighbor to take your package for you. he agreed, of course. and then the two of you moved on.
but when he gave you the package back, his ears tinted pink (you could only assume his cheeks were, too, but the black mask unfortunately covered them so you couldn’t tell), you felt mortified.
“sorry, my dumbass friend opened it when i left him in the same room as it,” sakusa’s words drilled into your brain, you felt your stomach fill with embarrassment. 
sakusa remembered the exact moment it happened. atsumu kept insisting that it “wouldn’t be a big deal, you’ll never know the difference”. he’ll be extra careful in cutting through the tape, and make sure that he rewraps whatever is inside the little box just the way it came. sakusa warned atsumu not to, that it was impolite to snoop in other people’s things. atsumu swore it’d be fine. you’d have no idea he was even in there. sakusa threatened him some more, but made the mistake of leaving atsumu alone in the room with the package.
until he opened the box and saw the cute little sex toy, causing him to laugh out loud. “omiomi, yer neighbors a li’l perv! look at this!” he held it up, giggling some more at the clear glittery silicone in his hand. “can’t believe she’d buy somethin’ like this, why don’t she jus’ ask ya for the real deal? or if yer not interested maybe i could help ‘er out.”
sakusa walked back in the room horrified, seeing his best (soon to be dead) friend holding the contents of your package in his hand. “put that away, miya. you know you’re the perv here, going through someone else’s things like that. and we’ve barely spoken past our conversation when she asked me to pick up the package for her. i highly doubt she wants or needs any help with that. especially not from someone like you.”
“mean,” atsumu rolled his eyes, rewrapping the toy in it’s cloth packaging and bubble wrap. “nev’r hurt t’ask ‘er. maybe she’ll be thankful. do it, when you give it t’er! i’ll give ya money if ya do it.”
“i don’t want or need your money,” sakusa snatched the box out of atsumu’s hand, sighing as he realized now he’d have to explain to his pretty neighbor why her package was opened. and try to pretend that he didn’t know what was inside of it.
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“uh, enjoy.” he wanted to kick himself in the stomach as he shoved the box into your arms, leaving you standing in your doorway somehow more embarrassed than you were to begin with.
why, why, why would he say something like that. you wanted to curl inside a hole and die, never to return. you had been kind of excited for the toy prior to now. but now even thinking about using it made you feel kind of sick to your stomach.
“thanks,” you replied while his back was turned, wishing you could retreat into yourself and never be seen by anyone outside your apartment ever again. you opened up the box when you were behind closed doors, seeing the poorly rewrapped bubble wrap before sighing loudly. you needed to do something as an apology. but would that make things more awkward? to bring him over some sort of baked good as an apology?
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the knock on his door made his heart sink a little. sakusa hated unannounced company, and the only person who ever showed up unannounced (atsumu) was already sat comfortable in the living room of sakusa’s apartment.
you pretend to not notice the combined looked of shock and embarrassment when sakusa opened the door. you held up the tray of sweets, a combination of cookies and brownies. you weren’t sure what he liked best, so you settled with the most common desserts that almost everyone enjoyed: chocolate chip cookies and brownies. “these are for you, sakusa. as a thank you and apology for my package.”
sakusa stared down at the tray in your hands, trying to decide if he was going to accept it or not. he didn’t feel like he needed an apology (though the thank you was nice, as it’s the normal thing to). but the sound of sakusa’s grandma rang in his head, telling him that rejecting gifts was rude. he grabbed the tray from your hands, getting ready to bow and say his thanks when probably his worst nightmare came true.
“oh m’god, ‘re ya dildo girl?” atsumu asked, a large smile covering his face, “y’know i really hope ya didn’t mind my lookin’ in the box, omi told me not t’, but the curiosity was killin’ me.” he walked closer to the door, staring down at your blushing face. “not sure if he relayed my message, but if ya ever get tired of the dil-”
“enough, miya,” sakusa hissed, shoving his friend further back into the apartment. “i really am very sorry, y/n. about him, and the package thing.” he had to pretend he couldn’t feel the heat in his cheeks, hoping you’d do the same. “we can just pretend that never happened, if you want.”
you nodded your head, though you couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. the tall, pro-volleyball player sakusa kiyoomi towered over you, blush spread across his cheeks as he apologizes for his best friend, pro-volleyball player miya atsumu. if the circumstances were different, you’d be living your best life. “we can pretend none of this happened, if you prefer. we’ll have a formal meeting another time.”
without further goodbye, you walked away from sakusa’s front door and toward your own. if these few interactions with your neighbor were any indication for how the rest of your time living there would be, you knew that there wouldn’t be many dull moments.
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buruburuburu · 2 years
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shitpost time ˙ ͜ʟ˙
Yusaku Murakami belongs to @sunnymimis !
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hyomaluvr · 8 months
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heyyy i saw youre asking for requests soooo did you see kiyora's profile? i'd like to see your hcs abt him!!
oh 100% you got it!! here’s some quick thoughts
warnings: nsfw under the cut
KIYORA HEADCANONS
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- i’m a whore so my first thought was what his body can do since not only is he essentially a pro soccer player now, he’s also a break dancer and that means he has incredible body control and isolation. he knows just the way to grind up on you to seduce you, even if you weren’t in the mood before.
- imagine those hips rocking into you with his strong arms wrapped around you. he’s pretty short, so he probably likes seeing at the very least his bigger muscles tightening around you. it’s something akin to a size kink
- since he’s so easy to rile up, he’s probably such an easy guy to get going. like if you’re with him and another player and that player makes a flirty joke to you, the only thing stopping kiyori from beating the shit out of him is the fact that he can grab you by your ass and yank you to his chest to crush that guys heart. he’s petty like that
- i get such giver vibes from him. on one hand he can push your head down on his cock and pull your hair when he’s mad or needs to blow off steam, but on the other hand i think he selfishly wants to dive his tongue into you more often than not. he’d much rather take it out on your most sensitive parts <3
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possumferns · 4 months
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another npc ive fallen in love with, kiyori
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occasionaltouhou · 5 months
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Fine. You've answered enough of my nonsense and given me your support. In that case, what about your funny little guys? Please, enlighten me. I would like to learn more.
alright. I'll start with the core idea of the game which is, in the first half, that the misty lake is suddenly completely drained without warning (which is obviously a problem) and after investigating a couple of the Obvious Culprits, the player finds out this is because someone put a big giant hole in the middle of it.
that hole connects to the bottom of the Mariana Trench.
in the second half, there's a bunch of weird deep-sea youkai and a fake dragon palace, all of which have been made to create a small pocket of fantasy to act as a chrysalis for ryumiya to imbue herself with a half-dozen new concepts and regain the power she lost when gas lighting and the lightbulb were invented.
Miyaki is a resident of the lake trying to hog all the sea water in the Hole to herself, Sachiko and Kiyori are two of the artificial deep-sea youkai, Ryumiya is rumia, and Yuuyu is a genuine amabie
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