How Would U Think TF141 Would Be Like With A Japanese Reader?

hi!

for your 100 followers event, can i get a mitsuri!reader x childe?

a/n: of course! this was really interesting to do

MITSURI!READER X CHILDE

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— ooooh boy, the first time you had landed your eyes on him you were smitten, really. his eyes were gorgeous, stunning, he was built too! you were, as always, complimenting him in your head.

when you both get together, however, you both will shower each other in affection. words of professing his love and vice versa bounces of the walls, it almost sounds like a pissing contest, really.

he loves your kindness and how easily you get flustered. this leads him to tease you if he can. sometimes, he'll offer to pay for your food, due to the ridiculous amounts of food you can consume in one sitting.

he fell even more in love with you in battle. the way your body moves to adjust to your opponents' attacks makes you even more unpredictable and powerful, and he admires the way you take things seriously. also, he thinks your sword is stunning. (he cut himself while using it.) cue him begging you to spar every week.

you always ask him to marry you if he can, and trust me, he's already planning the wedding. he also worries for you due to his line of work, but you have to reassure him you can handle yourself. (although, "handling yourself" is an understatement to what you can actually do.)

if you have a breathing technique similar to Mitsuri, he will be shocked, yet it further spurs him on. your breathing style compliments his vision, and he will always praise you-- as you did him.

overall, a pretty wholesome relationship! but if you fight together, there is no escape, you both are death personified.

07062021 , © kachuuyaa

The Eyes Are On The Front

Wesk snarled as he dabbed at the openly bleeding wound across his forehead. The shrapnel had obviously done damage to his face and eye. No matter what he did, the canid just couldn't see out of it.

At least he'd retrieved the human from the slaver camp. This was meant to have been a silent break in, snatch and run. So much for that plan...

Wesk had cased the tiny outpost for several days. All their comings and goings. Knowing where the guards were, how they patrolled, which ones took their job seriously and which ones liked to sit on the hidden chair behind the depleted uranium rod holders.

Chained avians, damaged chintians by the crate load. All more than enough evidence with recordings to count as a payday per head for each slaver Wesk removed with his high powered rifle.

It was only when the human appeared through Wesk's scope that his plans had changed so suddenly. The canid recalled blinking several times just to confirm the bounty hunter was indeed, seeing, what he was seeing.

Gone from merely picking them off one by one, now there was a hostage to rescue. One that Wesk had successfully pulled off, if not messily.

The human, a grubby but still feisty thing, was glancing around the den that Wesk had been using as a base. It was embedded into the side of the cliff that overlooked the outpost nestled and hidden in the valley.

Wesk held what amounted to a medical stapler to his forehead and pinched the flesh closed.

"They're coming..." The human quietly warned.

Wesk dropped the stapler and nearly bowled the tiny creature over as he tried to focus through his scope.

But he couldn't see through it. Aberrations in his vision caused it to swim and blind him to the magnified images of his scope.

"Dammit, I can't see! We jave to run." Wesk decoded and span away from the rifle to quickly grab his bug out bag.

The crack of gunfire caused the canid to throw himself down onto all fours and spin round, fully expecting to launch himself at a threat.

Only it was the human that had shouldered the deployed rifle and was now peering through its scope with her finger on the trigger.

It was far too large for her and was not calibrated for one if her kind!

"Hey! You're giving away our pos-"

"One down."

The canid blinked as he watched the human breathe out and squeeze the trigger again. The whole device lurched into her shoulder which took the blow.

"Second down."

"But you need... you need a predator's eyes for that. You're a.."

"Eyes on the front mate. My eyes are on the front."

random predictions for s2 that i have floating around in my head that have pretty much no basis other than huh:

1. routley is genuinely pious, or religious at the very least. don't know why i think this other than that we haven't seen a genuinely religious (christian) character yet, and considering this is the very end of cromwellian england...

2. skeffington is the worst of the four. hands down. total sadist. basing this one off the fact that skeffington has also been spelled skevington, as in the torture device skevington's gyres invented during the reign of henry viii.

like... fowler's already awful but imagine these two. one religious nut who believes that whatever horror he unleashes is justified by either saving his victim or bringing them to their appropriate punishment, and one just... absolute psycho. worse than fowler, which seems pretty impossible but i'm afraid of what they'll show us 😬 mizu is gonna have a fucking TIME

i dunno, just my predictions! lemme know what you think might go down in season 2 ✌️

They’ll eat what?

A Telmurian is walking around the promenade on the station, talking to their family on their pad.

What was that? Your signal is pretty weak. Oh! Yes, they have humans here.

I know. Their planet has a really big moon, they won’t stop telling everyone they meet. Yes, they told me about it at least three times. I saw the photos, it’s pretty big I guess.

Yes, they’re strong. I remember the time that human from the helm picked up two Sefigans and carried them around on his arms. I didn’t tell her, but I was impressed. Why didn’t I tell her? I don’t know.

They also have odd thought processes. Remember that story about the one that learned that the water filters were the same as the outer compensator on the FlashWarp drive? They still teach us to check other parts for commonalities like that. The Sefigans are building a whole reference of parts that can be exchanged for other parts.

They walk around, oblivious to everyone else on the promenade. A Gren glares at them, and clacks their mouthparts irritatedly. They are speaking loudly. They walk on, oblivious to the disruption they are causing.

I didn’t call you to talk about any of that stuff.

I just learned about their ‘food.’

Did you know they don’t have a specific food? They don’t have one or two or even three items that they consider food, they have hundreds.

Maybe even thousands.

They stop and stare out a window and are silent for a few moments.

Not only that, but they combine them in so many different ways. Even wilder, they have modifiers to their food. Can you believe it? They have things that aren’t technically food that they add to food to make it ‘taste’ different. They’re called spices or seasonings.

I know! Have you ever heard of such a thing?

They have this thing called ‘taste.’ It’s a whole sense for them! It’s what enables them to try and test foods and discover ones they like and reject ones they don’t like.

I have a hard time with it, to be honest. Imagine, food you don’t like. It’s food right? By its very definition it’s something you consume to survive.

They clack their wing covers together, like a sigh. A Sefigan sitting at a cafe near them makes a gesture, like they’re trying to shoo them away.

Not for the humans I guess. They have whole careers, whole philosophies, maybe even whole religions about food and its preperation.

I read about the first time some humans came onboard a Coalition ship. They asked where the kitchen was and when we said “the what” it was like you unplugged them. They just stood there with their mouths full of their scary sharp teeth open in surprise.

I imagine we had a similar face the first time they showed us a kitchen. Imagine, a whole room, a whole part of the ship that was turned over to their pursuit of food.

That’s another thing! They can get bored of food. Whoever heard of such a thing. It’s food! You eat it, you feel full, you continue with your day. That’s like… like being bored of breathing.

Have I tried any of it? I mean, so much of it is straight up poisonous to us. No, you’re right, some of it isn’t.

All right fine. Yes. I tried one. There was this one, it was something they called a cookie. It was made of something like ten ingredients all in very precise measurements, then mixed together and shaped into balls and cooked at a high temperature. How did they ever come up with that?

The cookie? I don’t know, it was fine I guess. I didn’t get sick. I guess I can’t taste like they can it wasn’t much of anything, just food. I didn’t want to hurt their feelings so I said I liked it. They gave me four more! I didn’t know what to do with them. They’re still in my room.

Okay, yes, I love you too. Tell the rest of the crèche I said good evening.

They disconnect the call and look up. There’s a group of humans sitting down at a human style cafe eating. One of them looks up at them. Their large wet eyes seem impossibly deep. In the corner of them, wetness wells.

“You didn’t like the cookies?”

i wanna be a cowboy, baby!

Have not stopped thinking about this picture I took of Tansy this morning

Every chapter in Reverse 1999 is based on a book title:

In Our Time by Ernest Hemingway

Tender is the Night by Scott Fitzgerald

Nouvelles et Textes pour Rien by Samuel Beckett

El Oro de los Tigres by Jorge Luis Borges

And I want to point out that Tender is the Night is a story based on the author's tumultuous relationship with his wife who, btw, looked A LOT like a certain someone:

all fatui harbinger charm designs close up! they’re available as pre-orders in my shop ♡

This is what happens when you let me think too much pt 21

Demons that will eat any human you give them

Kokushibo

Douma

Hantengu

Urgoi

Urami

Gyutaro

Kaigaku

Enmu (on occasions)

Demons that will eat any gender

Kokushibou

Douma

Hantengu

Karaku

Sekido

Aizetsu

Urgoi

Zohakuten

Nakime

Gyokko

Daki

Gyutaro

Kaigaku

Enmu

Rokuro

Wakuraba

Mukago

Rui

Kamanue

Demons that will only eat the other gender

Akaza

Demons that (if offered) will only trust one Demon to give them food

Akaza

Hantengu

Karaku

Sekido

Aizetsu

Zohakuten

Nakime

Daki

Rokuro

Wakuraba

Mukago

Rui

Kamanue

Demons that get sick when they think about the body for too long

Akaza

Karaku

Sekido

Aizestu

Urgoi

Zohakuten

Nakime

Kaigaku

Mukago

Kamanue

Demons that clean the body first before eating

Kokushibou

Sekido

Aizetsu

Nakime

Gyokko

Daki

Rokuro

Mukago

Kamanue

Demons that need to know if the body was infected by an illness before dying

Akaza

Nakime

Gyokko

Daki

Enmu

Mukago

Rui

Kamanue

Demons that just go for the blood

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Demons that just go for blood and intestines

Akaza

Aizetsu

Zohakuten

Nakime

Daki

Rokuro

Mukago

Rui

Kamanue

Demons that go for blood, intestines, and bones

Kokushibou

Douma

Hantengu

Karaku

Sekido

Urgoi

Gyokko

Gyutaro

Kaigaku

Enmu

Wakuraba

Demons that just absorb the body because they don't have time to eat

Kokushibou

Demons that can absorb, but sometimes enjoy actually putting the human in their mouth

Douma

Sekido

Demons that, If they could, would eat the human alive to hear their screams

Douma

Hantengu

Karaku

Urgoi

Zohakuten

Gyokko

Daki

Gyutaro

Kaigaku

Enmu

Wakuraba

Demons that, if the could, would cook the human first

Kokushibou

Akaza

Karaku

Sekido

Aizetsu

Nakime

Gyokko

Daki

Rokuro

Mukago

Demons that would burn it if they tried

Douma

Hantengu

Urgoi

Zohakuten

Gyokko

Daki

Gyutaro

Kaigaku

Enmu

Wakuraba

Mukago

Rui

Kamanue

Demons that (if they have) give it to their younger siblings first

Karaku

Sekido

Gyutaro

Rokuro

Demons that like eat in private

Kokushibou

Akaza

Hantengu

Sekido

Aizetsu

Zohakuten

Nakime

Daki

Kaigaku

Rokuro

Mukago

Rui

Kamanue

Demons that LOVE to eat in public

Douma

Karaku

Urgoi

Gyutaro

Kaigaku

Enmu

Wakuraba

Demons that use boobs as a bowl

Doma

Karaku

Gyokko

Kaigaku

Enmu

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I have 3 one-shots on the clones and 58 ideas for them.

Don't even get me started on what I have for Muichiro-

Buttttt, thank you for reading! Have a nice day/night/universe!

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Shinobu never really put love first, it was always an afterthought. Even when her older sister Kanae would gush about the cute and polite men she had encountered that day, Shinobu couldn’t really see the big deal. Sure, she could appreciate a handsome face, but she couldn’t exactly see herself being attracted to one. So while Kanae went on and on, Shinobu would quietly hum in acknowledgment and busy herself with other tasks. It wouldn’t be until years later that Shinobu was forced to face her confusing relationship with what she was attracted to. You had gotten injured, landing yourself a week stay at the infirmary with Shinobu as your doctor. You were kind, reserved but talkative, your smile made her heart thump wildly in her chest. For the first time, Shinobu thinks she finally understands the reason Kanae would gush about this feeling… the feeling of attraction. She nearly cried from relief after leaving your room, after having that realization. For years it lingered in her mind, what if there was something wrong with her? Why couldn’t she feel attracted to the men her sister gushed about? Turns out, she was focusing her attention on the wrong people. She was attracted to women this whole time. She took on her new found realization with pride, making advances with you slowly to see if you would reciprocate. When you did? All bets were off, Shinobu made you hers, there and then in that infirmary. Already addicted to the high of being in love with you.