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nart doodles…. plus a little yōkai au
Preview
The preview of my pieces for Love After Love @sasusakuzines 🍅🌸fanzine:
Youkai AU ukiyo-e styled art print
High School AU after school first date diecut sticker
Ukiyo-e styled memo pad of cat!suke on a sakura branch
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Psstt! There's an NSFW digital side zine too! And below is a preview of my piece for that...
Did you know that kitsune is credited with the ability to create fire, and tengu has a magical fan that can create strong wind. So, our sasunaru are perfectly compatible even as youkai.
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(Featuring Tengu!Sasuke and Kamaitachi!Itachi)
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Next -- Masterpost
So, I posted this japanese folklore/urban fantasy au for @naruto-fantasy-week and @birkastan2018 asked if there would be more... The answer was yes. This is both my entry for day 7 (free day!) and the first instalment of that ‘verse. We’ll see where it goes. Enjoy!
“Don’t sulk, Sasuke!”
“I’m not sulking!”
He winces at his own tone, fails to erase an angry pout from his face. Shisui grins.
Fine. He is sulking.
“Are you ready?” his mother asks gently. She retrieved their strongest ha uchiwa from the temple, resting innocuously in her hands for now. Sasuke eyes it warily, as if it’s going to send him away to Kyoto any moment.
“It’s only for a few months,” she says again, trying to be reassuring. It only serves to make him feel worse because he knows he shouldn’t be so reluctant, shouldn’t be sulking. Things are as they are and he needs to go.
But in the few decades since he came into being Sasuke has never left their mountain. Most of the clan haven’t either, and that’s sort of why he has to now. They have been too removed, too uninvolved in human affairs. Ignoring them has worked, for a time, but the humans seek to possess everything their eyes fall upon, and the Uchiha’s mountain is not particularly hidden. The forest is shrinking already, people climbing higher and higher each year. It used to be too cold and hostile for them, but the cold is receding too now, and they have learned to carve their way through the wildest grounds.
They don’t realize the reason why the mountain is so healthy and thriving, why they’re so drawn to it and why it feels so blessed, is precisely thanks to the spirits they are forcing out. No one among the clan wants to say it aloud, but they all know, deep down, that they may have to move soon. When the humans are well established in what seems like a haven now, it will mysteriously lose its charm and blessings, and they will be none the wiser, because humans are incapable of perceiving the consequences of their own actions.
Sasuke doesn’t hate them, doesn’t know enough about them and hasn’t spent enough time in their company to warrant such a strong emotion, but he wishes they weren’t so blind.
So that he wouldn’t have to leave.
He is the youngest of their clan, the most open to learning. He is the one who has to go and see, to learn what he can. Because if they do end up leaving the mountain, finding another one will just delay the inevitable. Eventually, they will have to do like most yokai – either retreat to the spiritual world and leave behind their duty to this earth and its gods… or mingle with the humans and settle into the city.
Sasuke shudders at the thought.
"Someone will come to fetch you at the temple. They’re expecting you. Don’t worry.”
“I’m not worried.”
Another lie, but can he be blamed? His mother assured him this Kushina was one of her dearest friends, but Sasuke never met her before, nor any fox spirit, so they couldn’t be that close.
Sasuke debates sliding his mask on his face, just so that he could feel a little more shielded, but it would be rude to hide from his hosts, right? He wonders what they look like, is curious despite his apprehension, to meet them and to see how they live.
The kitsune of Kyoto don’t live in their temples anymore, nor in the forests neighboring the city. They live right in the heart of it, among the humans, and it is something the tengu of the Uchiha clan will have to do too. It is unfathomable now, but after all, some of their kind even managed to settle into busy Tokyo herself, tall buildings for trees and running electrical cables for the foliage mapping the sky.
They all have to adapt.
Itachi steps in to adjust the tokin on his head and Sasuke has to fight the urge to lean into his embrace. They considered sending both of them to Kyoto, but they feared they would keep too much to themselves, and Itachi has his own duties to attend here. Alone, Sasuke will have no choice but to interact with others… It is telling that they didn’t trust he would if his brother was around. He has met a few yokai from outside their mountain over the decades, visiting friends and passing spirits, but it will be the first time he is among strangers, away from the clan.
His mother raises her feathered fan, already stirring a light breeze even when she doesn’t whisper her will into it. His father is praying to Fujin at the temple for the winds to be favorable, to carry him where he needs to go. He bid his younger son a stilted farewell the day before, neither of them comfortable with the emotions rising at the thought of their separation.
Sasuke turns his back to his mother, his brother and his cousin, to his home and family, already swaying in the current.
“Travel well, Sasuke,” his mother wills, before swinging the ha uchiwa with all the force of their blessings.
The wind takes him away.
Artist: https://m.weibo.cn/detail/4930362176967652