#deathblossomed

[thuganomxcs]

𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 / 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 / @deathblossomed

For the last two weeks, Botan just hasn't been feeling herself. She's nauseaus all the time, requesting easy meals like soup and white rice from Yusuke. She's tried a few different herbal remedies, thinking that maybe she's just coming down with something but nothing seems to clear it up. On top of that, she's more tired than usual with frequent body aches, especially in her breasts. And, strangely, she feels extra attached to Yusuke. While she's pretty affectionate normally, now it's like she gets anxious being away from him, only soothed when his arms are around her, noticing more than ever how he smells like the woods and the spices he uses to cook. She's been trying to go about life as usual, hoping this would pass, but it's becoming increasinly clear that something is wrong. Curled up against him, Botan burrows against his chest. "Mm, maybe I should go into town and see the doctor... I don't get sick very often but maybe I caught something."

Yusuke’s out in the wilderness, looking to grab some more herbs hoping that it would help. This time he’s traveled farther than ever before but no where is too far when it came down to Botan’s health. Knowing she would possibly be too ill to make the trip into town he decided to make the run all the way to Ezo, into their fields to gather the mint plants physically and placed them into one of her bags strapped against him. Once he picked enough, Yusuke made the dash back home.

Gone for most of the day and was back by the time the afternoon had rolled in. Transforming back to normal and getting dressed in the meantime, he’d peek into her bedroom and was greeted by a hug..she’s been extra affectionate as of late..not that he minds, because it’s nice being around her like this. He’d even smile, wrapping his arms around her and holding her quite close. “Don’t think ya need to.” Yusuke said, sniffing her. 

“You don’t smell sick..I can’t explain it but whenever you’re sick or you know during that phase of the month I can hone in on the scent pretty well. In fact..speaking of which..havent caught a scent of that kinda blood from you either. Maybe you are sick.” He concluded mostly because he was..worried for her. “I’ll wear a straw hat so no one would recognize me because you’re not going into town alone..” What he’d like to say had it not been for the village’s mystical ward that weakens supernatural creatures.

[shcrdcdlifc]

Starter for @deathblossomed

Kohaku quietly moves throughout a vast forest, his mind trying to stay together as he feared that Naraku might try to take control of him through the Shikon Jewel shard embedded in the back of his neck that kept him alive.

He desperately hoped there were no demons here as he could feel night fall rolling in, he decides to camp nearby a tall tree as he propped his back against it.

Hands gripping his chained bone sickle close in case monsters appear as his eyelids become heavy, gentle breaths soon to follow as he sleeps. He was unaware that something or someone be near, he was deep in sleep.

~ 💎 ~

[vierandancer]

@deathblossomed

Meiko had done her damnedest to ignore everything that could be identified as 'supernatural' her entire life. It was around elementary school time that she started to notice things that others did not; and when she pointed them out, she got weird looks. So, what was her best course of action? Pretend she did not see them.

It worked for the most part. Playing dumb wasn't that difficult for her, considering where her personal priorities lay. But when she accidentally walked into a specific bar -- the Zen Lounge -- to apply for a position after high school, she fucked all her efforts over in one fell swoop.

"Dinnae understand how we even get these channels..."

There was another tournament being broadcast in the bar, featuring a variety of demons beating the tar out of each other. Even years after accepting the position here, working in this strange little bar that acted as neutral territory for humans and demons alike, Mei tried not to think too hard about what she witnessed. Still, the idea of something as mundane as a TV station being run by a bunch of demons was kind of funny...

But questions beget more questions. So she turned back to cutting limes, not expecting any of the distracted patrons to answer. She didn't even look up when she heard the door open, although she did call out a greeting.

"Welcome tae th'Zen Lounge! Seat yerself."

[thugnifisin]

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | @deathblossomed | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

❝ don't hold back i want it all. ❞

He does remember a conversation with Botan, telling him that he needed’t have to hold back his urges..the primal instincts to tap into his mazokuan blood amidst the pleasure and so with her words of encouragement, he allowed the transformation to take hold of him. His height slightly increases further(an inch or two), hairs becoming longer, and increase in muscle mass, fangs, claws and sharper ears.

Even his cock that remained nestled in her tight pussy had expanded, as he remained on top of her, Both his hands pinned her hands onto the mattress to keep her trapped under him, his chest lightly rubbing against her back for the moment only so he could whisper into her ear. “Ya sure..this is what ya want Botan? And all of a sudden his thrusts against her were greater, hips moving faster to pound his meat into her as he felt the sweet feeling of her cheeks cushioning his pelvis with every rough thrust.

No longer holding back and lets his lust for her guide him. “Fuck yer even tighter now…” He moans for her as he felt those walls of hers clench against him, driving him soo damn crazy.

[jigento]

❝ hey ! would you knock that off ! ❞ he had been focusing on filling out job applications, ( poorly, one might add ) , but could barely get through the first one. every few seconds, a flick, poke, or mindless stimming with the curl in the center of his pompadour would draw his attention elsewhere.

// @deathblossomed

[hadobreeze]

If Yusuke is ever even slightly mean to Sock, Bo will Get Him >:T

                "Botan, you silly! You get an all-expense-paid trip to Sakura town with or without the bingo card!" she puts her hands on her hips, smiling widely. Despite the jest in her voice, her words rang true; if Botan were to ever need anything from her, she was only a phone call away. "I guess you're my lucky bachelorette this evening! Where do you wanna go?" she offers the other girl her arm to hold. 

A Sock Bingo. Uhhhh Insert Witty Name here. ( accepting )

[houseshihouin]

[ Closed Starter for @deathblossomed ]

It was a gray, rainy, early autumn day. The heat of summer had largely passed while the chill of winter had yet to truly bite. The rainfall was slow and steady, big droplets rhythmically meeting the earth, water, and everything else below. Even the still-verdant foliage was muted to a drabber shade, to say nothing of the river by the boat docks.

As a result, it was probably impossible to miss the woman who came wandering by, even as she approached from a distance. First there was her traditional wagasa umbrella, a bright yellow ornamented with various white, gold, and orange designs featuring little splashes of red and green. Beneath it, she wore modern clothes and was dressed at least somewhat appropriately for the season, wearing a similarly bright yellow jacket, gray mock neck sweater, orange short skirt, black leggings, and... combat boots?

She was also taller than usual, around the same height as Botan herself, although it was probably her skin that drew the eye after those radiant yellows: it seemed very tan and rich. Everything about her looked warm.

That was when the real oddities would begin to creep in, if Botan cared to look as she drew nearer. Her hair—initially appearing solid black, caught the diffuse light strangely as she moved, seeming to shift from dark red to deep blue and back again. Her vibe was also just... odd?

It was perhaps like... watching a big cat slink along the shoreline walkway? Something was just slightly off, but she seemed real enough?

Yurie wasn't unaware of her possible observer either. That blue hair merrily bobbing this way and that as the woman dutifully worked on that riverboat in this kind of weather was hard not to notice. It was as she drew closer that she noticed that yes, she was being deliberately looked at rather than merely being in line of sight. That had her attention, because it shouldn't be the case—normally wouldn't be the case. She stopped at the nearer mooring line, turning fully to face the woman on the boat.

It was at that point that a truth became undeniable: set within the generally Japanese look of her facial features, her eyes were a rich sunglow yellow almost like that of the wagasa and jacket. It was an inhuman shade, and once again suggested nothing quite so much as a big cat!

"Wow, aren't you working hard?" she said in cheery Japanese. It didn't sound weird at all? "Lotta business in this weather?"

[thuganomxcs]

𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

@deathblossomed : "How was the game~" Botan calls out, already settled in his room by the time he gets back. She always leaves her shoes by the door, so he doesn't think someone's broken in. It's a shame the distance between them is so large, otherwise she'd be able to visit publicly more often. But this is nice too, having private moments with him, far from their responsibilities. She wanted to make sure this time was special. When he comes into his room, he'll find Botan standing in the middle, dressed as a cheerleader, even matching his school colors. She throw her arms in the air, holding a pair of pompoms. She jumps and cheers, laughing. "Go, go Yusuke!" she laughs. "I know I can't always be there to cheer you on, but I can still cheer from here, right? How'd I do? Hopefully, I'm as good as I was as your manager~"

Clad in his jersey with just a little sweat wrenching his skin from that tough game but of course he’s made it back into his dorm only to be surprised with the sight of his beloved. Dressed as a cheerleader of all things, though Yusuke has to admit that she really can pull off this look..and God she looked hot. 

“Gotta say if you were the one t’ cheer for me then I’d make every three-pounter and every cool dunk in every quarter, definitely after half-time.” He spoke with a smile on his face, oh he missed her soo much, there was the instinct of wanting to hug her, he wanted to wrap his arms around her. Though..odor wise Yusuke was alright, he still at the very least smelled of his cologne…the feeling she’d get hugging him could have probably been a different story.

He was probably wet and clammy from the game. “I really wanna hug ya, but eh let’s leave that until after my shower. I’m soo glad t’ see ya though. I missed you.” He spoke as he firstly removed the vest from his back and remained shirtless from the remainder of the moment. “Yer the best cheerleader I’ve ever seen…best manager too. How are our boys and how’s my girls?? They miss me?”