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IDK WHAT TO PUT IN THE CAPTION 💔💔💔💔 already did in insta I'm lazy to rewrite the same thing...
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Why does he exist
Anyway just did some doodles this time because EH I'm lazy and I needed the practice. One day. One say I will draw him so accurately yall will think these are screenshots. Just wait and see
Also I could NOT be bothered drawing the circlet, too difficult, fuck that 😭😭😭
“Shikanoin-sama, I am trying to pray. I would be very grateful if I were able to do so in peace.”
“Sorry, sorry. Of course.” A pause. “It’s just that you look so… yummy.”
You withhold a sigh. In a controlled manner, you say, “Shikanoin-sama, please refrain from having thoughts of cannibalism while inside the shrine.”
“Ah, it’s not cannibalism, though,” he points out. “I’m not human, remember?” The statement is accompanied by a flick of his ears.
“Please refrain from having thoughts of eating me while in the shrine,” you rectify evenly. The exasperation you feel does not leak out into your tone.
You can almost hear the kitsune’s pout forming on his face. “…Not even a bite? One little bite? One tiny little bite?” He leans over and pinches his thumb and forefinger together beside your head for demonstration, in case the original message was unclear.
You reply, “I cannot stop you, Shikanoin-sama. However, if you do so, I will need to ask you to leave.”
“Aw…” His footsteps retreat somewhere behind you. When there is silence, you breathe out and empty your mind, refocusing on your prayer.
O-Inari-sama…
You feel a soft puff of air on the back of your neck. The hairs on your nape prickle and stand on end; you suppress the shudder that arises.
You crack your eyes open to cast Shikanoin a stern look. He is standing a few paces away, looking around the shrine’s interior in an exaggerated display of distraction. When he meets your eye, he pulls a surprised face. “What are you looking at me for?” he asks in a tone of complete innocence. “It must have been the wind. It’s very breezy in here, you know.”
You purse your lips and shut your eyes, thinking, Inari give me strength.
Just as you have settled back into focus, you feel it again, this time tickling the outer shell of your ear. With a curt sigh, you straighten your back, turning to face him. “Shikanoin-sama, I am afraid I must ask you to leave.”
He pulls back from your side. “What? But that wasn’t even biting!”
“Now,” you enunciate, before adding, “Please.”
“Alright, alright, I’m going,” the kitsune grumbles. He walks backwards out of the shrine, taking slow and deliberate steps. His hands are held out in front of him, his four tails bowed down behind him, as if that is sufficient to convince you of his sincerity. “See? Oh—but before I do go, tell me—are all miko this stingy?”
The urge to return a piece of his tormenting behaviour is irresistible. You allow a drip of sardonicism to enter your voice. “No, only me,” you say without looking at him. “So it is a pity that I am the one you ended up bound to, isn’t it?”
You cannot be certain how your remark is received, so you steal a glance in his direction. To your mild surprise, the kitsune is smiling as he steps outside of the doors.
Once certain you are alone, you decide it best to start the prayer anew. You bow twice, then clap your hands. Pressing your palms together, you mumble, “O-Inari-sama, I do not know why you have sent your messenger to me, nor how I ought to respond to his behaviour. I will admit he does not align with what I expected of a divine spirit, but… I trust there is a reason for this. Please grant me the patience and strength of will to accept his wisdom, and if nothing else, please allow me to retain my privacy in his presence. You are the one who understands most deeply its importance to me.”
You linger in silence for a moment longer. A draft of wind brushes past and rustles the sakura growing outside the shrine. It is breezy here with the spring wind ushering in, you must admit. You bow deeply in front of the altar once more before making your way to the exit.
me dieron ganas de dibujar a Lizzy en otros peinados que no sean su típica colita o el pelo suelto :v
When he says "you're so pretty" in the vid where he cums on my boobs at the end 🥰
Uh... I was going to write today but instead I just filled a notebook page of Gourdy doodles...
Guys I don't think I'm okay...
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Remember the cool monster claw thing that never really got explained..? yeah..... It would've been cool if Trish got a giant dragon/dino/monster/ect stand. She still talks with Trish and is an absolute badass, but she absolutely DECKS King Crimson when he appears during the requiem arc. (OG Spice Girl’s still amazing, and love when she absolutely wrecking notorious B.I.G.)
ndjdndjdn knesjdncjcnsn the worst episode of dndads is episode 24, not because it’s a Bad Episode, but because the tension of listening to Will and Matt argue through their characters is unbearable