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ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᶦˢ 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥, 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ’ˢ ⁿᵒʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ, ᴵ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ ᵃᵐ ᵘⁿᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ

[mayoinomori]

# MAYOINOMORI⸻ come get lost in the lost woods. independent original lore SHAPESHIFTER oc ft . many au's written for mature audiences / explicit content will only be written with adults .

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a study in ⸻ prophetic girls chosen by the sun, liminal spaces and heartaches, becoming the hero you needed, responsibility tied to family bloodlines as a curse, godhood is just like girlhood begging to be heard, the need to disappear into the trees, the euphoria of grief, a wolf yearning to belong amongst dogs.

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[porpomuses]

UNDER A BLANKET THAT SWAMPS HIS SHOULDERS and wraps around his torso, Nata shifts slightly, and sits up. Comfort comes in many forms and home is not only a place, but people too. He has begun to see her as one such home, and perhaps that is why he leans against her side, like a child would their own mother.

. . . Would she be fit to be called a mother of sorts? . . . No, a sister. They are siblings in loneliness, in sorrow and uncertainty. They both carry scars that they bore at ages far too young for them to have, inside and out.

With a semblance of a sister and guardian figure, Nata at least feels safe here, and the yawning of the forest all around them doesn't seem so scary. In a wood infested with demons and monsters, Robin's home is a sanctuary, and he feels he can sleep to her stories.

He looks up at Robin quietly, eyes almost pleading. Then, they morph to sympathetic. You don't have to if you don't want to, but I see it in your eyes. Nata had seen that sad, longing expression in his uncle's face before. He'd seen it especially after the boy's father passed.

[mayoinomori]

His warm, small body produces a wave of comfort she had thought impossible of having again. Within her own mind, Robin remembered her beloved twin sister Haruka... The eldest by several minutes. Yet she had been small and skinny, when Robin had been well built and sturdy from a very young age. They had snuggled up to read bedtime stories just like this, especially after their parents died and all they had was one another...

And despite Nata quickly fawning to avoid any conflict, the wolf girl can't help but want to do the same. Maybe it would be good to read such stories, to build a better skin against the wounds of grief...

"This one... Is called the Tale of the Bamboo Cutter." Robin began, opening the faded book and sliding the one side for Nata to hold, while she held the other. The old book sat heavy in their laps, smushing the old futon blanket.

"It doesn't have any swordsmen or adventurers, but it is about love and a princess..."

[mayoinomori]

[ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? ( ariel could be asking robin, too !! )

Did she feel like she belonged? It was the easiest question in the world to answer. Robin knew it in her heart of hearts, knew the two letters that spilled from her lips with all the bitterness of a lemon rind spat from grimacing jaws.

"No." Because she had been raised away from society, she had been born from the curse of a divine beast that stained her bloodline forever. Robin was a wolf. She could never be the regular girl she dreamed of becoming.

HEADCANON EMOJI QUESTIONS [x] - @sirenea

[mayoinomori]

🎵

;; Ichiko Aoba's music is incredibly beautiful, peaceful. This song has a bit of a pluckier theme to it, but the lyrics are actually sad and paint a bit of a depressing picture. In my own mind, I can picture Robin's journey through the forest, heading to purify the shrines, all with Henrik and Kagemori by her side.

She wonders if her sister can see them from the land of the dead, if life is meant to be pretty but also full of death. The image of a corpse being eaten by the birds... That's life.

Just an everyday scene This is life from now on We'd better get used to it

We, the survivors.

Send “🎵“ and I’ll reply with a song that’s related to my muse and I’ll explain why - @darkraise

[mayoinomori]

🎵~

;; Kubo's story has always inspired my own storytelling, and the mythology it weaves with traditional Buddhist/Shinto themes... While also telling a unique story of a young person fighting against fate and the gods with memories of love.

Robin's story might draw to a close with this song, as Kubo's did... The strumming of a holy shamisen, the voices of kami, all joining their new deity in her love for humanity and nature she now protects.

At the same time, the guitar weeps... Because even with her ascension, Robin cannot prevent ALL suffering, including her own...

Send “🎵“ and I’ll reply with a song that’s related to my muse and I’ll explain why - @incalabria

[mayoinomori]

🎵 !!!

;; hi yes hello let's start with one of the songs that makes me feel like those grizzled old detectives sitting in their office while it rains outside, holding a shot of whiskey and reminiscing over an old broad who left me....

So this song fits Robin because she has been on autopilot and panic mode for over a decade, constantly chasing false leads to the gods giving her a purpose. I think the song could be from her parents' POV, unable to tell her through the veil that she needs to slow down...

The mentioned "Vienna" being Robin's place of true belonging, her ultimate destiny in the Sun Village and becoming a guardian deity. She has to stop killing and hunting yokai for five seconds and actually pivot to caring for herself and healing... And seeking who she is meant to be.

Send “🎵“ and I’ll reply with a song that’s related to my muse and I’ll explain why - @channel08

[rp-starters-ask-box-fillers]

Send “🎵“ and I’ll reply with a song that’s related to my muse and I’ll explain why

I might analyze the lyrics telling you why it’s so fitting for my character or maybe just tell what aspects of the song make me think of my muse

[rpclefairy]

more random sentence starters.

“that version of me is gone.”

“this changes nothing.”

“i was counting on it.”

“watch me.”

“it wasn’t like this before.”

“i can’t pretend anymore.”

“it’s a promise.”

“say it again.”

“don’t do this.”

“you’re late.”

“this is your last chance.”

“i made my choice long ago.”

“it was over the moment you left.”

“i had to see it for myself.”

“i’ve made worse mistakes than this.”

“you changed.”

“tell me the truth.”

“you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“you owe me.”

“you followed the wrong path.”

“this isn’t over.”

“i warned you.”

“you’re hiding something.”

“you’ll regret this.”

“they recognized the weapon before they recognized the person holding it.”

“is this a threat?”

“some things can’t be fixed.”

“help me understand.”

“it ends however you decide.”

“you don’t understand.”

“you can’t stop this.”

“you came back.”

“it doesn’t have to end like this.”

“you’re making a mistake.”

“we never make it out clean.”

“maybe it was the only one.”

“you remember me, don’t you?”

“you lied to me.”

“you’re shaking.”

“silence would have been kinder.”

“you shouldn’t have followed me.”

“i trusted you.”

“say my name.”

“i’m not afraid.”

“you knew, didn’t you?”

“is this goodbye?”

“things change.”

“you don’t have to be alone.”

“i mean it this time.”

“that was your first mistake.”

“you’re not who i remember.”

“we don’t have much time.”

“was any of it real?”

“that’s not what you said before.”

“listen to me.”

“and yet, here we are.”

“put it down before this gets worse.”

“look at me.”

“i regret a lot of things.”

“you’re bleeding.”

“i didn’t think you’d survive.”

“don’t say my name like that.”

“you knew i’d come.”

“maybe you never knew me.”

“why are you here?”

“you wouldn’t like it.”

“people like us don’t get happy endings.”

“you followed me into ruin.”

“before everything fell apart.”

“there’s always a choice.”

“we could still fix this.”

“you’ve said that before.”

“i never meant for this to happen.”

“you promised.”

“what did you do?”

“before you chose a side.”

“don’t turn your back on me.”

“before you betrayed me.”

“you shouldn’t have.”

“i’m trying to help you.”

“you’ve always known the truth.”

“say something worth hearing.”

“i’m not backing down.”

“help me, or get out of my way.”

“don’t be foolish.”

“you should have run when you had the chance.”

“i owe you nothing.”

“i had no choice.”

“i walked away when it mattered most.”

“i crossed a line i can’t uncross.”

“i remember you too clearly.”

“you still care?”

“i won’t say it again.”

[mayoinomori]

— examples of doorways into the Lost Woods

The Lost Woods is not easy to find. Often, those who come across the forest realm have fallen in by complete accident. Much like "null zones" in the Backrooms lore, these holes within the veil appear and mend themselves at complete random. It's because of this that it's hard for anyone to research the phenomena or prove it exists.

The most common entryways are—

Tunnels

Sculptures

Gaps in trees/split tree trunks

Doors

Dark corridors over stairs/staircases

Shrine gates/torii

Bridges over nothing

[mayoinomori]

;; send me more meta questions, I'll probably make a giant post on the Lost Woods after seeing Backrooms tomorrow, I just know in my bones I'm gonna fuckin explode from hyperfixation bliss

[mayoinomori]

;; kind of need a rp that explores the whole psychological horror aspect of robin's situation. She’s so touched starved, socially isolated, phisically hungry and desperate in every way that when she sees another human for the 1st time all she can feel is overwhelming hunger

[mayoinomori]

Question about Robin's world!! - How would you say the concept of time works in the Lost Woods? - Has there ever been another force besides the Dark One that has had its eyes on it? - Have humans wandered in it and become turned into monsters against their will before somehow? - What kind of Yokai does Robin like to deal the least with?

Time is very fickle inside the Lost Woods. It won't behave the way it does in our world, linear and unyielding. The Lost Woods tries to eat time, and as such, the holes within the forest realm and ours may appear at different eras of humanity. Someone who wanders into the Lost Woods and escapes hours later may find 3 days have past. Some might even return years later.

Before the Dark One, the Lost Woods was ruled entirely by the kami. The land itself didn't have one true "force" or God to protect it. Those old kami would take numerous forms, eventually melding into the one legend of the Sun Wolf that the Kobayashi clan passed down. Over the centuries, those ancient original deities have been forgotten, and as such, they cannot possibly stand against the Dark One's influence at all.

Oh yes, humans are turned into monsters all the time. Fear, despair, murderous intent, all these things can corrupt a human soul before they die. A huge chunk of the lost souls become onryo and yurei, and Robin has to use the ofuda slips to exorcise them.

Those that can shapeshift or create illusions. Kitsune, tanuki, things like that. While her wolf senses allow her to see past most illusions, the PTSD of dealing with Aishireiko makes the future battles with their ilk harder for Robin to endure without dipping into her sanity.

unprompted asks - @darkraise

[darkraise]

Cursed  beast.  Apt  of  a  superficial  description,  yet  a  narrow  mockery  of  the  vastness  of  his  own  nature.  So,  the  moonless  entity  caught  sight  of  his  own  reflection  in  steel  with  a  shine  that  he  would  recognize  no  matter  how  dimensions  interpreted  the  concept.  Anathema.  Was  this  the  blade  meant  to  behead  him?  Silver  or  golden,  the  divinity  contained  within  compelled  him  to  keep  his  distance  from  its  wielder,  his  own  body  closely  tethered  to  the  edge  of  the  surrounding  trees'  shadows.

For  from  he  gleamed  and  had  been  so  generously  told,  luck  was  on  his  side  that  this  encounter  didn't  begin  with  a  clash.  Curious  as  he  was,  how  this  'Miko',  superficially  at  least  only  a  human,  could  turn  this  weapon  into  a  true  threat  against  the  darkness,  he  much  preferred  to  keep  the  tense  situation  from  escalating.  "I  AM  A  VISITOR  FROM  BEYOND  THE  WOODS.  I  BEAR  YOU  NO  ILL  WILL."  A  hand  raised  to  his  own  chest,  slow  in  motion  to  keep  the  idea  of  sudden  actions  as  far  from  the  other's  mind  as  he  could.  "A  KITSUNE  I  CHANCED  UPON  HAS  TOLD  ME  OF  A  SUPPOSED  GUARDIAN,  EAGER  TO  SPLIT  ME  IN  TWINE."

The  Darkrai  toyed  with  the  idea  that  his  generous  guide  from  before  -  perhaps  even  their  creator  -  still  had  their  gaze  on  him  even  now.  Would  it  amuse  them  that  he  planned  to  play  with  an  open  hand?  The  truth  suited  his  purpose  best  for  a  change  and  while  he  had  no  intent  to  get  involved  in  this  conflict,  he  felt  a  calling.  A  foolishness  in  his  eye  that  needed  to  be  met  with  a  challenge for his own sake and Robin's:   "SO  I  SOUGHT  YOU  OUT  TO  DISCOVER  THE  TRUTH  FOR  MYSELF  AND  ASK  YOU:  WHAT  GIVES  YOU  THE  RIGHT  TO  DRAW  YOUR  BLADE  ON  ME  FOR  MY  LIGHTLESS  NATURE  ALONE?  ARE  ALL  THAT  WANDER  IN  DARKNESS  LOST  TO  YOU  AS  THEY  ARE  TO  THIS  FOREST?  YOU  CALL  ME  A  MERE  BEAST,  YET  I  WAS  CRAFTED  BY  HANDS  OF  DIVINE  LIGHT  A  MILLION  TIMES  BRIGHTER  THAN  THE  INSULT  YOU  DARE  POINT  AT  ME."

( continued / @mayoinomori )

[mayoinomori]

The mention of the kitsune all but confirms her fears. Reiko was back in this region of the Woods, which meant a confrontation was sure to come. The fox never stayed away from their favorite plaything for long, but Robin had yet to meet them face to face.

Was this just a trap? A way to toy with her? Already, anxiety made a home in her gullet, burning and making her hands tremble around the blade's hilt.

The forest shudders. Robin could sense something watching them. Something ancient and wrong. If she wasn't careful, would that darkness open its jaws to consume them all whole?

"You speak of light creating you, yet you have been lost from that light," The guardian began, forcing her hands to tighten and stop shaking. "I am beginning to doubt you are a yōkai, but your spiritual stain upon this forest is just as cruel and sick as theirs."

Robin swallowed. Steadied herself. Trying so hard to ignore the stench of that old fox that permeated everything.

"What are you? Illusion? A god? What dark kami appears before the guardian of this forest now?"

[mayoinomori]

Idly tapping her book against her lips, the wolf was silent, unsure what to say. While the book itself wasn't quite as old as the others in her parents' collection, the one they had picked out that night was still worn and faded by use.

They had begun a new habit when returning to Robin's cabin after mapping out possible pathways back to Nata's village. With the young boy having nightmares and insomnia, the guardian started picking out old stories to read until they both got sleepy.

But this story... This story was one she was uncertain would be worth reading tonight. It was a sad one. One that brought about a deep melancholy and homesickness in the wolf, which led her to worry that it might induce the same in her young charge's wounded heart.

"Are you sure...?" Robin finally asked. "There aren't any others we haven't read yet?"

closed starter - @porpomuses (nata)

[mayoinomori]

— the three shrines

In Robin's journey, the ultimate goal is to find her way to the mythological Sun Village, the home of her ancestors. With nothing to go by other than prophetic dreams and an old mural left behind by her mother, as well as help from local cryptidzoologist Henrik and the shadow boy Kagemori, Robin has to seek out and purify three shrines connected to the Imperial Treasures.

Just as the Sun Village itself is a copy of Ise back in the 900s, the treasures that Robin seeks are copies of the Imperial Treasures— the mirror, the sword and the jewel. Having these items in hand will allow her to find the Sun Village and perform the Kagura to seal away the Dark One for good.

However, what Robin doesn't know is that each of these shrines' purification rituals further opens up her inherited powers left long sealed. The more these powers unlock, the sicker her body becomes. She has random fainting spells, random coughing fits where she can barely breathe. Hallucinations.

The ultimate goal is that these shrines are creating a new god. A new deity to protect and watch over the Lost Woods, as there has not been a guarding kami in more than several centuries. In performing the final purification ritual, the Kagura, Robin will die.

[birdhous]

𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 when offered his divine help! She’s just one chuckle away from becoming a beast. Which is totally not cool, or even lady-like—but he’ll keep that little comment to himself… for now.

" You’re itching for a fight, aren’t you, doll? " His expression becomes sly—fox-like—and he shifts his grip on his blade and Pillow Talk. " I fear fighting me won’t bless you with any clarity or the relief you seek. A different tussle might be better for that, but who am I to deny such a pretty thing a fight? "

He doesn’t wait for her reply. Ushiwaka dives forward in a blink—his eyes serious, his smile wicked—his blades are poised to land a blow on the hot-headed daughter.

[mayoinomori]

The wolf cannot forget its nature. With anger came the urge to destroy, the desire to smite. While her Celestial Brush was nowhere near her Mother's in terms of ability, it still bites as fiercely as her own teeth.

Did Waka know that Robin had it? The holy blade in her hands was one weapon, but the Brush was hidden under her wolf skin cloak, a tail that never quite disappears for long.

Indeed, the only sign of its readying comes in her ears shifting to pointed lupine ears atop her wild hair, the Brush itself flashing as the cloak lifts mid twirl of her body.

The familiar gesture and kanji appears, sketched into the fabric of the world. 一閃. Slash. The ink becomes as sharp as a blade, aiming for the other's body.

In the meantime, the wolf woman dances, not wanting to remain sedimentary for long.

[mayoinomori]

;; oooooh you wanna write with me soooo baaaad