I really love the Catzu and Dogzu aus, but what about Foxzu(fox Izuku)/Kitzu(kitsune Izuku)? Or Bunnzu(bunny Izuku)?
Thank you I'm so glad you like it!
And you've said the magic word ... KITSUNE!!!!
- Inko and Izuku live in an abandoned shrine deep in a mountain forest in the heart of Japan. There is a small town on the border of the forest that is more often than not unaffected by the modern world and the development of quirks.
- the family had lived there for longer then most lived. Longer than the town existed. Longer than memory. Or at least the mother had.
- they held a power as ancient as time and more mysterious than quirks.
- they were Kitsune.
- more often then not they took the form of foxes slipping after soundlessly through the woods but every once and a while they transformed into humans. As ethereal as they were plain. Unforgettable as they were invisible in a crowd. Coats and layers of the finest silks and kimonos. They blended in if you weren't paying attention to them but once they caught your eye there was no forgetting them. Like works of arts.
- transformations we're the least of there abilities, they bestowed luck and wishes to those in their good graces. The older of the two was far more powerful than any hero or villain. Inko with her nine tails could not only shift form and bless other, she welded the powers of fire and lightening, she could possess another and drive them into madness if they ever so crossed her. The sly mistress of the woods cloaked herself in invisibility to hide from wandering eyes. Her strength and senses enhanced beyond even the most gifted quirk user. She could fly above the treetops and predict the future if she so wished. As well as many other skills, too many to list.
- her son on the other hand was just a pup just hitting his second century. Barely accustomed to his second tail and too curious of the world beyond their solitude sanctuary.
- he was still too young to be wary of the world of man but so very clever.
- Izuku would often go to the border of the forest and watch the quiet town. It had fallen behind on the technology of the world around it mirroring the guardians who watched over them.
- a train ran through the town, it was the only connect the village had to the resources of the outside world and it arrived once a month.
- the young fox had never seen the train before, never knew something of this magnitude even existed.
- he was curious of this infrequent visitor so mother wouldn't blame him for taking a closer look. So closer he approached, the more curious he becomes. He saw people climbing in and out, lifting heavy boxes in copious amounts through holes in the contraption.
- so he found an unoccupied entry and decided to explore.
- time passed and before he knew it he had tuckered himself out and decided to take a quick nap in the plush cushions of the structure before running home and detailing the discovery to his mother. There was no harm in it.
- but when he woke next the train was MOVING and he no longer recognized anything outside the windows. They were tall and sleek and there were SO many people more people than he had every seen.
- the next stop he ran off the damn contraption hoping to find a way home. He had no way of knowing where he was or how to get home. He wasn't as skilled as his mother, couldn't turn invisible or fly. He was barely learning to control his fox fire, all he could do was make minor illusions, shift form, and bless those around him!
- so he would have to stay where he was in this strange tall village and wait for his mother to find him. Blend in as best he could...
- and maybe explore while he was at it, what could he say he was curious.
What started as a small hicking trip ends differently than you would have expected..
Characters: Kitzu, Marshal, Reader
Warnings: Light cnc, descriptions of being watched, chasing
You feel watched.
The feeling had started earlier the day when you made preparations for the hike you had been planing, you had this unsettling feeling of someone, no something, watching you. You couldn't explain how but you knew this wasn't a human, it felt like a predator watching his prey. The dooming feeling of something watching you that possesses strength far above what you posses, a slight feeling of helplessness pooling in your chest.
And it was getting worse.
Every time you talked, laughed or made any form of noise it felt more intense. It felt almost like whatever it was, was feeding of the noises you made, no matter how big or small they were.
In the end you brush it of, you were going out alone for the first time in a while, of course you would feel nervous. You were just getting into your own head about being alone in the woods for the first time in a while.
So to distract yourself, you dive into the preparations.
Making sure you got everything, have your phone charged, and just working through all your checklists one more time. Finally you felt yourself ease up a bit and you actually started to look forward to it. It wasn't a long drive to the woods, so you quickly find a spot to park your car and get ready with your gear before stepping onto the trail.
Despite it being a sunny summer day there weren't really any people around. You didn't see any cars parked in the area, but that didn't really bother you.
You always loved being alone in the woods, the way all the noise seemed to disappear and mostly being replaced by birds and the faint rustling in the dead leaves on the ground.
By the time the weird feeling comes back you are already ways deep in the woods, you are making your way down a little mountain when you realize it. The woods had gone quiet, no more rustling, no more birds, nothing. It felt like the silence was consuming you. Standing on the side of the mountain you glance around, but you can't see anything.
But you know it deep in your heart.
Something is watching you, looking at every single movement you make. It feels like it's gaze is burning right through you.
Suddenly shorts and a tank top don't seem like enough clothing. You feel exposed and defenceless.
Trying to reason with yourself, you shake your head. There is no way anything could be watching you besides maybe a deer or a bunny. There was nothing of danger in these woods.
No one was this far out, you would've heard them and right now the only sound you hear was the soft crunching of leafs beneath your feet. No second pair of footsteps, no worries.
But then you heard it. A weird noise you couldn't pinpoint at first, like something was dragging itself across the leafy ground.
Close to you. Very close to you.
It seemed like it was coming from every direction at once. A rush of adrenaline flooded your body and without thinking too much about it, you ran. First the sound seemed to disappear giving you a brief period or relief, before very rapidly getting louder right behind you.
There was a hill coming up right in front of you and there was no way you could run up it with the heavy backpack you were wearing. At this point you didn't care about your gear, dropping the bag behind you, as you tried scrambling up a hill. You stumbled, catching your fall with your hands, crawling forwards.
Then you felt something brush against your leg. Quickly wrapping itself around it and tugging you backwards at an alarming speed. You can feel your tanktop ride up as you try to desperately claw at the ground. Grabbing handful of leaves and sticks you try to catch anything you could hold on to, but you don't manage to grab anything in time.
More and more things wrap around your leg. It almost feels like vines or tentacles a paper like cold texture pressed cold against your ski. You panic trying to catch a glimpse of whatever got a hold of you.
Then suddenly, the pulling stops and you look up, at first there is nothing. But then after you blink a few times you can see it, an almost transparent black mass of swirling tentacles. At least 5 meters high and just as wide. Somewhere in that mass you see two yellow glowing orbs that almost seem to be staring at you.
The thing gives your legs a firm tug and you loose the balance in your arms holding yourself up, dropping onto the forest floor. Before you can push yourself up again there is a firm weight on your back holding you down.
Your head is spinning. What was happening to you? What was this thing? Your heart rate started picking up, breathing getting quicker and then you feel it. Something was pulling at your shoes.
Twisting your head to see it your eyes widen as you watch a set of nearly transparent black tendrils untie your shoelaces before a larger one pulls off your shoe dragging the sock off right with it.
Cold air hits your foot and to your horror you feel a gentle tug at your second shoe before that one is pulled off too.
Slowly the thing drags you closer, bending over as the yellow orbs move down looking at your feet for a brief moment. There is a deep soft purring sound that slowly turns into almost a happy chirping.
A tendril comes close to your foot and slowly drags across your sole. The feeling sends a shudder through your body making you squeal. The tendril felt different than the ones holding you, it had a fuzzy feeling, warm and soft.
The monster chirps loudly and it wiggles around as the tendril brushes against your sole again, brushing back and forth several times. This time you can't hold back soft laughter as you try to pull your legs towards you.
Again this seems to make the monster happy, as it chirps a bunch more almost looking like it is doing a little dance.
What was happening here? What was this thing, and why in gods name was it tickling you? Not that you really minded...
Before you could finish your thoughts something brushed under your toes reflexively making you curl them out with a loud squeal. There is a disproving hum coming from the monster behind you and after a few seconds you feel something. To your horror small tendrils seem to be wrapping themselves around your toes, gently but firmly pulling them back, revealing the soft underside of your toes.
"Now now Marshal, I told you to wait for me didn't I?"
The monster hums and you turn your head to see someone step out next to it. A tall figure wearing a lab coat over a green shirt and shorts. They aren't wearing shoes but that isn't the weirdest thing about them, on their head sits a pair of foxears and a tail swishes back and forth through the air behind them. Their haircolor was in line with the ears and tails and their piercing blue eyes are resting on you. They grin, revealing a full mouth of fangs as they walk over.
"Let's see who do we have here.."
They crouch down nest to you tilting their head, then they pull out a phone, scrolling through it for a moment before their face lights up with a huge smile.
"Ahh you are test subject 324!"
The thoughts that were racing through your head came to a screeching halt. 324, that was the number the facility had assigned you weeks ago. The facility you had read about online, on a seemingly official website. Promising a relaxing experience for people like you.
People who enjoyed tickling.
But this wasn't what you were expecting when you signed up for the experience. You had pick the research pack that promised a ticklish experience that also promised to further help with their scientific endeavours. After signing up you were patiently waiting for them to send you a date for your visit to their facility.
What you weren’t expecting was this.
“You seem confused, it’s all written all over your face dear!”
The person in front of you lets out some soft laughter, one of their hands gently ruffling your hair.
“Let me explain, first of all, my name is Kitzu, I am one of the scientist working at the Sen facility, I specialize in studying why some spots are ticklish for some while not for others. But that isn’t important right now. You” they gave your nose a gentle boop with their finger “you signed up for our research pack, agreeing to help us studying on you while also bringing you a relaxing ticklish experience. Now I bet you didn’t read the small print. See this package does not only include the facility, nono-” they wave their finger around a little and lean closer with a grin, “this package also includes other grounds that belong to us. Like this forest.”
Kitzu let’s that information sit for a moment before they continue speaking, “Don’t you think it is weird how after never having heard about this hiking trail suddenly it seemed to be everywhere in the last week? No matter if you were looking on your phone or your laptop, this trail was advertised to you as this new big thing. Thankfully you were nice enough to put hiking as your hobby on your form, that really made things a lot easier.”
They smirk and stand back up stretching a little, “See Marshal here is one of our tickle monsters, and he has a really fun ability, he can hide in the shadows, so it is really easy for him to sneak up on you!” A tendril wraps wraps around Kitzus shoulders and they let out a little chuckle. “Every now and then we like to let him out a little, he loves a good chase and this is the perfect place for him. Now, I think you signed up for a three hour session?” A quick scroll later he nods, “I will be around to provide aftercare once Marshal is done with you. Don’t worry, no one will wander in here and disturb you two, I will make sure of that.”
Your mouth opens to say something as you watch them turn around to walk away giving you a little wave, your head is spinning with all this information and the realisation that you were trapped in the woods with a mad scientist and a giant tickle monster. But as you try to speak the monster pulls your toes back again and several tiny tendrils drive into the soft underside wiggling into the soft skin under and between your toes.
Instead of words you let out a shrill shriek and you swear you see Kitzus ears flick back and forth and their tail wag just a bit faster as they disappear into the woods. This is the last of your worries as laughter overtakes you. The sensation is overwhelming and you start begging between laughter when you feel the toes on your other foot pulled back.
When the second foot is attacked you hit your fists on the forest floor. This time it is not only your toes, it feels like the tendrils are tickling every sensitive spot on your foot. You try pulling your leg but it isn’t moving an inch as the monster holds onto you.
You can’t tell how long the tickling went for when it suddenly stops and you sniffle a little, there are tears at the corners of your eyes and for a brief moment you think the monster might be done and then you feel the hem of your top moving. Your hands move before you can stop them clamping down against your sides.
The monster hums low and two tendrils wrap around your arms slowly but surely pulling them above your head, exposing your sides and armpits. You swallow and for a brief moment you think the monster might go easy on you but several tendrils slip under your top pressing into and wiggling along your sides and ribs sending you into hysterics.
While this happens you feel your body being pulled up into a standing position and then up into the air, more and more tendrils wrapping around and supporting you until you are in a sitting position in mid air. Your back is facing the monster and you can see your feet in front of you in the air, the whole time the tickling didn’t stop. No matter how much you beg and squirm it just continues.
After what seems like forever the tendrils remove themselves from your feet and sides giving you a moment to catch your breath. Then two tendrils come into view, but something is different about them, their ends almost look like feathers, and as you look at them the monster begins moving them and the feathered part flicks back and forth quickly, almost looking like a wagging tail.
The tendrils move bringing the tendrils closer as your arms get folded behind your head exposing your armpits fully. You scream, beg and laugh nervously before they even touch you. You turn your head away, and squeeze your eyes shut. Seconds later you feel a tendril wrap around your head gently pulling it straight before a low growly voice appears in your head “Open your eyes, watch” something about the voice feels warm and soft at the same time you cannot refuse it and you oepn your eyes.
“Good… good job.. now watch me destroy you”
The feathered tendrils shoot under your arms and the shriek you let out makes your ears ring before you try to double over with laughter. This was like nothing you had ever experienced, this was so much worse than any tickling you had ever gone through.
After a few minutes you feel the tendrils wiggle back under your shirt, going after your sides and ribs, more join them exploring your neck and back for ticklish spots. The tickling is maddening, and it gets worse as more and more tendrils join, brushing across your tummy and behind your knees.
“ Your laughter is so tasty… I need more..”
To your horror you feel tendrils around your toes pulling them back, your eyes widen and you watch in horror as countless tendrils approach your feet.
“That’s it… watch, there is nothing else you can do… poor ticklish thing…”
When the tendrils start attacking your feet you jolt violently, laughter turning silently as you are overtaken by the ticklish feeling. It's almost like you get more ticklish any minute, and it gets hard to think. But you try to hold on to your sanity, try to keep a little bit of control.
“Ten minutes passed… many more to go”
The voice inside your head stops every other thought.
Ten… minutes? This was only ten minutes?
And then it hits you, you won't be able to get away or get any help, you are alone, deep in the woods. And all you can do is to hope for mercy, before you completely loose your mind. And it slips, the hod on your control slips and you let out an almost inhuman shriek as the ticklish sensation seems to double, completely flooding your mind, not leaving any room for thought.
And right before you close your eyes you catch a glimpse of them, in the distance Kitzu is leaning against the tree grinning and giving you a little wave.
(uhhuhhuhhhmm you said to ask stuff in the server and im in a bad lee mood so against my better judgment-)
*deep breath*
kitzu youre so friggin cute and i really wanna hug you with a big fuzzy blanket cuz thats how you make me feel when i see you and i hope you know how happy you make me when i feel lonely 🫂
@gingerlee-holds
Aw dear, he will absolutely wrap you up in a soft blanket!
