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(I freaking loved this story!! This is another fanfic for my Half-Demon! Tanjiro AU and it’s my first Obanai x Mitsuri fic. I hope you enjoy it! I totally didn’t cry while writing this.)
Flying High
(A Obanai x Mitsuri Fanfic)
Warnings: MAJOR manga spoilers!! Buts it’s nothing but fluff!
“Higher, Kerido! Higher!” Gyutaro laughs as he rode atop the manticore demon. They flew through the great blue sky, not having a care in the world. Mitsuri watched them like a child would watch a plane. She merely sighed, wishing she could do the same.
The Love Hashira had been practicing flying techniques since she was revived as a half demon. She wanted desperately to fly through the skies, but she could never quite get the hang of it. Takeoff always went smoothly, but it was maintaining the flight that was difficult. Her wings would always wobble whenever she turned and it usually ended up with her crash landing into a tree.
“Today’s the day.” She huffed, only sort of believing that. Mitsuri took her eyes off the flying demons and headed back to her house. She took a short path through the forest and she could only think about how badly she wanted to fly. All Mitsuri wanted to do was carry Obanai, her boyfriend, on her back as she flew. “That would be so romantic.” She thought as she opened the door to her lovely home.
The house was brightly lit via the large windows to the side. The sun glistened against the walls. There was a small table in the center and atop it was a purple, shiny vase that held pink that black flowers. There were also small tables in each corner of the room. There were various artifacts placed around the table. The artifacts told many stories and of many locations.
Mitsuri instantly walked towards the bedroom. She opened the door to see a freshly made bed and neat furniture. “Obi must’ve come home early.” She purred as she skipped over to a reptile cage. There sat Kabauramaru on a branch, enjoying himself.
“Hello, Kabu!” Mitsuri chirped as she peered over the cage. The snake raised his head and flicked his tongue. Mitsuri lightly pet the snake’s chin. Kaburamaru closed his eyes and leaned into her hand. “Awww! Who’s a cutie?” The snake curled around her head and she lifted him out of the cage.
“Alright, Kabu! I know that I’m gonna fly today. I just know it!” She held the snake close to her and he looked like he was listening intently. “I know that I haven’t made much progress, but I know I can do it!” Kaburamaru bobbed his head. Mitsuri seemed to be disheartened, but she tried to keep her hopes up.
She set Kaburamaru sat on the bed and picked up a pair of tweezers. “Don’t worry, this won’t take long.” Mitsuri then started to preen her wings. Ripping out every broken feather and adjusting the misplaced ones. She winced whenever she had to remove one, but she knew she needed to do it.
Kaburamaru took the broken feathers and rolled himself in them. The pink and green feathers stuck out from his coils as he tighted himself around them. Mitsuri giggled as she finished preening. “You’re so cute!” She picked up the coiled snake and gently put him back in his cage.
“You can keep them if you’d like!” She smiled at Kaburamaru. Mitsuri then grabbed some bandages and wipes and put them in her handbag. “I hope I won’t need those..” Mitsuri mewed to herself.
“Heading off for flying practice?” A soft voice came from the doorway. Mitsuri turned around to see Obanai leaning against the door. “Obi!” Mitsuri jumped at her boyfriend and hugged him tightly. Obanai’s tail wrapped around her legs tenderly as she gave him a bunch of kisses.
“Missed me, huh?” He chuckled softly as he put a hand to his cheek. “Of course!” Mitsuri chirped. She gives him a warm smile. “Do you think I might be able to fly today?” Obanai nodded his head. “I believe that you will.”
“I hope you’re right.” She looked down at the floor, disheartening herself. Obanai quickly noticed this and spoke softly. “How about I go with you? I could be like your moral support.” Mitsuri immediately beamed at him. “I would love that! Are you going to bring Kaburamaru?”
Obanai shook his head. “No, he’s afraid of heights.” He turned to the snake’s cage to see Kaburamaru bobbing his head, agreeing. Mitsuri clapped her hands together. “Alright then! Let’s head to the back!” She then started to lead the way, Obanai right behind her.
The back of the house was beautiful. A small dirt patch meant for training was connected to the back wall. Where the patch ended, trees began and they spread out for miles and miles. “Alright! Let’s do this!” Mitsuri smiled.
Obanai nodded his head. “Let’s make sure that you’re ready. Preening?” “Check!” Mitsuri spread out her wings. “Very nice.” Obanai purred. “Breakfast. I was with you for that, so check.” Mitsuri giggled lightly, causing Obanai to blush. “Am I ready?”
“Just one last thing.” Obanai walked up to her and gave her a soft kiss with his mask on her cheek. “There. Now you’re ready.” Mitsuri covered her cheeks and her face turned a bright red. “O-okay!” She turned around and spread out her wings. “Okay, hop on!”
Obanai wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled himself up. He then wrapped his legs and tail around her abdomen. “Hang on!” Mitsuri giggled as she started to run. The wind picked up beneath her wings and Obanai tucked his head into her neck.
She started to flap her wings, causing her body to rise from the group. “Woohoo!” Mitsuri yelled as her body sped past the trees. Obanai rose his head and looked around at the blue sky. “Wow..this is amazing.” He gasped.
The majestic moment didn’t last long though. Her wings started to get off balance and wobble. “Oh no..Not again!” She started to swerve back and forth over the trees. Obanai saw her panicking and started to think of what he could do.
He looked around at her wings for a sign of a problem. Obanai then noticed that her wings were uneven. They didn’t flap at the same time and her panicking only made it worse. “Wait, Mitsuri!” He yelled. “Please calm down.”
Mitsuri’s breathing eased as she heard him speak. Obanai gently grazed his hand over her left wing. “Dear, listen to me.” He spoke softly. “Your wings are uneven. You need to flap them at the same time.”
Mitsuri’s eyes widened as she heard this. She tried her best to flap them simultaneously, but it was incredibly difficult. “You can do it.” Obanai smiled as he grazed over her wing. “Trust me.” Mitsuri closed her eyes, let her fears melt away and flapped.
The wind felt smooth against her skin. It was controlled and it felt like they were slicing through the air. “You’re doing it!” Haha! You did it, Mitsuri!” She could hear Obanai shout over the roaring wind.
She opened her eyes and the world was finally even. She was no longer leaning side to side, but now she was flying straight. “Yay!! We did it! Look, Obi! I’m finally flying!” Mitsuri chirped happily as she flew through the air. Obanai chuckled, “You’re doing amazing!”
The wind whipped against their faces as they zoomed through the air. The sky turned a fiery orange after a while. They flew over the vast ocean, expansive fields, and brightly lit cities. The views were gorgeous, especially since they had each other.
“Hey, Obi. Maybe we should stop and rest for a bit. My wings are kinda sore.” Obanai nodded, agreeing. “Sure!” He then scanned the area. “How about that cliff?” He pointed to a rocky ledge that would give them a great view of the ocean. “Great idea!”
Mitsuri fluttered down and landed her feet on the ground. Obanai slowly let go of her abdomen and jumped off of her. “Wooh! Obi, that was so much fun! I can’t believe that I actually did it!” She beamed at Obanai. He looked at her with kind and caring eyes. “I believed that you would.”
She then ran over to the ledge and sat down. Her legs dangling over the edge. Mitsuri then patted the spot next to her. Obanai quickly went over to her and sat down. “What a day..” Mitsuri smiled as she stared off into the sky.
Obanai chuckled softly as he reached his hand into his haori pocket, toying with something. Mitsuri looked at him curiously. “Whatcha got there?” Obanai sighed warmly. Mitsuri, do you remember the promise I made to you before we died?”
Mitsuri nodded. “I do.” Obanai looked away nervously. “I know that we were revived, but I feel like it still counts.” Obanai stood up and got down on one knee. Mitsuri gasped and stood up. “Obi..” Obanai then pulled out a small black box from his haori pocket. He opened it to reveal a beautiful wedding ring.
“Mitsuri, your the only one that has made me feel true happiness, so please. Will you marry me?” Tears began to flow down Mitsuri’s cheeks. “OF COURSE!!” She then grabbed Obanai by the waist and spun him around.
Both of them were laughing as they held each other. Mitsuri then gently pulled Obanai’s mask down, revealing his snake-like jaw. “Wait! Mitsu-“ She then kissed him tenderly. His eyes widened, but then he relaxed into it.
When she let go, Mitsuri wiped off the poison saliva from her mouth. “Don’t worry. It won’t hurt me if I don’t swallow it.” Obanai smiled softly. “I love you.” Mitsuri returned the smile. “I love you too.”
Fiddleford Mcducket!
He's a marbled duck. Was originally gonna make him an Indian runner ducks but these guys have tiny little mullets and it's incredible
+ some close-ups
The Magic of Star Wars Toys
Created by Jeff Victor
that one colorwheel trend but make it sanrio
i made these as stickers to sell at local events but i thought they looked nice in the color wheel hehe
symptoms of love 𐀔 harua
genre : fluff, warnings : kissing, word count : 1k>
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is it love? the tingling in your fingertips every time he brushes against your skin, the smile that grows on your face when he suddenly appears in the same room as you, and the way he occupies your thoughts every second of the day, is it love? you don't know exactly how you feel, or what all those emotions represent, but are you sure your heart has something special for him. why else would it beat so quickly every time the brown-haired boy shows up at your house or when you receive a text from him?
you've only recently started asking yourself these kinds of questions about harua, since that famous halloween party and that stupid game your friends like to play. they call it the bottle game : the bottle spins on itself until it points at two different people, who must kiss immediately. and if they refuse, they have to do a dare given by the game master.
and of course, the bottle stopped first on you, then on harua.
he immediately asked your opinion, telling you that for his part, he didn't care. and so as not to be seen as a coward, you agreed to do it. it was a shy kiss, almost too quick, like the touch of a cloud. you still remember the sweet taste of his lips, probably due to the many sweets you had consumed throughout the evening. but what impressed you most was the warmth of his hands against your cheeks, the beauty of his hazelnut eyes under the moonlight, and the way his lips intertwined perfectly with yours. these three things never left your thoughts.
a week or so had passed since then, and harua seemed to have got on with his life, while you shivered every time he seemed a little too close to you. like now, sitting on your living room floor, your revision books scattered on the coffee table accompanied by two long-forgotten glasses of soda. he looked concentrated, writing in his notebook without looking up, while you watched him intently, your chin tucked in the palm of your hand and your dream-filled eyes scrutinizing every detail of his face.
you began to imagine a lot of scenarios about what your relationship could become : maybe this innocent little physical connection will take your friendship to the next level? generally, what you feel now for him, is what's described in the romance books, right? the butterflies in your stomach, the desire to hold him close to you, the admiration in your eyes every time you look at him.. these are symptoms of love, aren't they?
you continued to question yourself, far too lost in thought to notice that the boy was now looking in your direction without saying a word. his eyes darted from right to left, trying to find the slightest clue as to what was going on in your little head at the moment. but you seemed too far away.
so he put his pencil down on his notebook, moving gently to get closer to you, his face now inches from yours. and suddenly, his hands were on your cheeks, bringing you out of your reverie without any sudden gestures from you. your eyes locked with his, silently questioning him, trying not to panic — but your heart, racing in your chest, had a different definition of the term “ don't panic ”.
under the craziness of the moment, you closed your eyes tightly, ready to feel his lips collide with yours once again. an amused smile spread across his face, the young boy finding your behavior adorable. then came the moment you'd been waiting for, the moment when you felt that warmth and sweet taste on your mouth again. it was like the first time, but only better. because there were no curious eyes around, no annoying noises from your friends in your ears — just you, and harua, both alone in your living room with only your hearts beating in unison to witness this moment.
not knowing what to do with your hands, you remained stoic, until he decided to move away from you. your hands clasped his wrists, your glassy eyes lost in his, and in an almost pleading but equally light voice, you gently squeezed his arms between your unconfident fingers, « can we do that again? my eyes were closed. »
« oh my god. » he replied, letting his hands leave your cheeks to fall on your thighs, a laugh escaping from his rosy lips. you blinked, feeling an ounce of shyness come over you — but harua quickly made it disappear, bringing his adorable face close to yours again, his gaze penetrating your soul. the tip of his nose brushed yours, while his fingers intertwined with yours in a delicate way, his thumbs moving mechanically to caress your skin. « close your eyes y/n, trust me. » he whispered, his breath tickling your lips, and without thinking, you did as he asked, not without giving his hands a gentle squeeze.
in the second that followed, you felt him take possession of your lips again, but something was different. it was more confident, less shy, and your stomach lurched as you felt the pressure of harua's lips against yours grow stronger. it was a real kiss, a real one like in the teen movies you'd watched over and over, dreaming of the moment when it would finally happen to you. and you couldn't have hoped for anything better than to live this moment with harua.
what you were feeling felt strangely like a first love, if we are to believe your distraught little heart. tilting your face slightly to the side, you initiated the deepening of your kiss, feeling him receptive to your initiation, the kiss becomes soft and sparkling, although deeper, until you forget to breathe. seconds after, he moved away a few millimetres, catching his breath and finally opening his eyes to look at you and your adorable face that drove him crazy. then, feeling a persistent gaze on you, you copied his movements to plunge your gaze into harua's.
« i haven't stopped thinking about you, » he finally declared, letting go of one of your hands to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear, « since the halloween party, my heart has been crying out for you. »
how could you control those damn butterflies when he slipped such pretty words into your ear? harua knew how to melt your heart, even if it was innocent and involuntary. then a small smile crept across your mouth as you leaned in to place a peck on his lips, making his cheekbones slightly rosy. « am i falling in love with you? » you asked, your gaze fixed on his, and his heart melted in his chest at your beautifully spoken words.
wrapping his arms around your waist, harua pulled you against him, placing a warm kiss against your cheek. « i hope so, » he admitted softly, running his fingers along your spine, « because i'm falling in love with you. »
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Pearl and Marina: "oh fuck, OH FUCK!"
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"Pearlie, is everything okay in there?"
Of course the collection of explicitives were going to draw attention from her girlfriend. Pearl, dragging the frying pan off the hob and frantically fanning the thin trail of smoke away with a paper towel, forced a grin even though Marina was on the other side of a closed door. "A'course! Everything's fiiine!" Phew. She'd managed to prevent the smoke alarm from going off. That would be a real snitch. "You know you don't have to worry about me, 'Rina!" Totally not. Pearl felt her grin turn to slightly more of a grimace as she observed the contents of the pan. "I said I'd make you a totally awesome breakfast and it's going, like, so awesomely!"
Well, she supposed somehow managing to burn specifically the middle of a pancake was awesome in its own way. At least she'd managed to prevent a fire?
"... Okay." Marina, unfortunately, sounded like she did not fully believe that everything was fine. She knew Pearl was putting a lot of herself into making this birthday breakfast for her, though, and didn't want to ruin that by interfering, unless there was an absolute emergency. Which there wasn't, because Pearl had things totally under control! "Call me if you want a hand, though."
"I got things under control! No hands necessary. I mean, other than my own." Pearl waved one of them, still unseen, and almost scalded her hair with a fresh-out-of-the-frying-pan spatula. "You are going to go back to bed and wait and feel loved and appreciated."
That did bring a very adorable laugh out of her. The best sound. The confidence booster for Pearl that she could, in fact, make an extravagant breakfast, even if she was significantly worse at multitasking than Marina was. "Okay, Pearlie," she said, affection in her voice. "I know it'll be great if you're putting so much love into it."
Of course it would! Marina had done the same thing for Pearl on her own birthday earlier in the month, and it had been the best meal the little squid had ever experienced in her life. Also one of the biggest, even if that had been a measurement-conversion mistake, and Pearl had felt too stuffed to move for half the day afterwards. Knowing Marina had put so much love into doing that for her motivated her to put in every bit as much effort now. Without giving her girlfriend mild stomach cramps in the process, hopefully.
It was... a little disheartedning that the pancakes were the first thing she was messing up, in a significant way, when that was something she was used to making, but... it was fine. There were just a lot of different things for her to keep track of, and she'd stopped paying attention for a moment.
The rest of this pancake seemed done, though, even if there was a very charred patch in the middle. She could cut that part out and style it so it had Marina's '8' logo in the centre! Pearl was a genius.
With the distraction now out of the way, she could hear a hissing sound.
"... Ah, shit, the eggs."
Maybe it seemed that she struggled a little bit, to the average, uncultured-in-Pearl person. And, well, some parts were a little cold by the time she'd finished organising the four different foods she'd been cooking at the same time.
The look on Marina's face, the sparkle in her eyes, when she took the first bite, was worth every ounce of effort.
(Plus, only about ten percent of the food was totally inedible! That was a new personal record. Pearl really did a good job today, after all!)
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KOMI-SAN X PEANUTS!
Silly little coloured drawing I did of Charlie and Lola. I seriously loved this show as a kid, and rewatched the first few episodes recently. It's just like I remember it :D
Of course I had to draw Lola drinking pink milk—that stuff was one of my favourite things from the show as a kid, oddly. When I was little I thought it was doodh roohafza, but apparently it's actually just strawberry milk :,)
How To Play With Dragons
Thanks to everyone who voted for the fan favorite of my How To Guides for Mythical Creatures!
I was very intimidated about drawing the hoard panel. XD But I ended up having fun with it. See how many references you can spot! Aside from that trial, I was pleased this Guide got picked because I have always loved drawing dragons, and this one was too fun to draw - I did the first and fourth panels before everything else. He turned out SO FREAKIN' CUTE!!! Don't mind his accent, English just isn't his first language.
Our resident Mythic Expert (M.E., get it?) is based loosely on how I look (brown hair, bangs, roundish nose and chin), partly because the first guides started out being literally me and partly because it's the easiest face for me to draw (I may have accumulated a number of characters with approximately this face shape over the years >.>) I'd like to make comics of the whole series eventually, so I figured I'd reuse it once again so at least the ONE recurring character in this series is easy to draw. XD; Her mashup of M.E. equipment will change a bit from comic to comic, but she came particularly decked out for possible draconic confrontation. I have in mind a small bonus panel of her playing Mario Kart with the dragon while on her phone to her partner about whichever jerk falsely accused the dragon to try and claim some of his supposed "treasure."
Btw, if anyone is ever interested in coloring this, definitely let me know! But maybe don't color THIS PARTICULAR one (except for fun, in which case I still wanna see =D) because I'm annoyed at the scanner, it didn't scan the lineart as cleanly as usual. I'll probably rescan it for an "official" comic if I ever make it into a webtoon or something.
Aaand that's all for now! Hope you enjoyed, and I'd be pleased to hear what you think in a Reply or Reblog! <3
~River of The RIU
My take on jonin!rin
this is how i imagined her is she ever became an adult and welp, a jonin ✨✨
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