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monthly word count - July
TOTAL: 3 635
POSTED: nuthin.
IN PROGRESS:
-In This Economy (grimmichihimenel suburban ot4) (2 217 words)
-cherry wine (madatobiizu ABO) (886 words)
-SVSSS cosplay fic (532 words)
ALSO POSTED:
In This Economy chapter 11.
...sighflops.
suburban ot4
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# seraglio matters (unsafe for strawberry work)
ONLINE--2
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!
Capricorn_Knight
Capricorn_Knight: uuuugh i miss dating girls SO MUCH sometimes
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: oh
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: ah?
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: oh hey! You changed your name!
Capricorn_Knight: yeah it's what i used as a teen and i never changed it
Capricorn_Knight: apart from when trying to mess w ichigo i mean but hey
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: hee. I changed it a lot. This one was the best though. Except they weren't faerie robots, that was too long to roll off the tongue properly
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: ... i'm sorry, i derailed you. Um. girls?
She is so, so red. But also Ichigo gave her such a googly-eyed look when she changed the topic that she immediately felt ashamed for her cowardice. It's just talking! She already knew about Harribel-san! It's fine. It's gonna be fine.
Capricorn_Knight: yeah u_u Grimmjow is such a gross stinky bulldozer sometimes.
Capricorn_Knight: i mean, not that Tier was never sweaty! She was really sporty, so...
Capricorn_Knight: kinda liked it sometimes though, i'm not gonna lie.
"Oh my god," she mutters.
Capricorn_Knight: hell i like it from grimmjow, in CERTAIN MOMENTS AND CIRCUMSTANCES, but yesterday he came back stinking of sweat AND alcohol AND cigarette smoke and went straight to sprawl into bed and i just about threw up.
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: ahaha oh noooo
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: i
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: also like it sometimes in special circumstances! It's kind of. Wild! And very sexy! In a manly way, that can become, um. Yes.
Capricorn_Knight: *Disgusting*.
Capricorn_Knight: also i mean he IS handsome (regrettably) but he's not pretty and elegant in a demure way!
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: oh haha, no, we can't really say that.
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: was Harribel-san very demure? :?
Capricorn_Knight: um. Yeah no. she was pretty reserved, which hits roughly the same areas, i guess. But i'm not missing tier specifically! It's a generalized "i wish i had a girlfriend" kind of deal.
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: awwwwwwww
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: /patpatpatpat
Capricorn_Knight: you should date me :<
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cherry wine ABO
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"The clan that's alive now is my concern, not the clan five generations from now," he snapped, started turning away. "I will not leave the battlefield, and neither will Anija."
"Well -- that's good," Tatsue-taichou stammered out. He grunted in answer, managed a nod that only approached polite if you squinted, and left the training field.
At least she hadn't been angry at him for the deception. At least she hadn't pulled a Sagami and sneakily tried to bring in a chaperone for their confidential discussion, which somehow now was inappropriate. Just because he and his sibs had hunted themselves a Mitokado bride--
Tobirama drew in a breath, slow and deep, and then a second one and a third. Then he went back to doing his rounds.
The next few meetings contained less chatter and comments about his personal life. Probably because of the look on his face.
"That's a good glare" was the first thing Touka told him, an elegant eyebrow arched. Tobirama glared at her, too. "Hm. Yes. Very tetchy."
"Yesterday somebody I explored with at sixteen casually brought up that her sister is an alpha and they would never presume to believe I would owe them a wife's obedience. What do you think."
His eldest cousin pinched her made-up lips primly, an air of distant disapproval on her face. He knew that was the face she made when she was trying not to mock him too obviously. "It's like the whole clan has caught wedding fever, isn't it."
"Mnh."
They took a few more steps down the stone path, surrounded with flowering bushes, that led back to the center of the compound and the main family's quarters. Tobirama tried to draw in that calm, that solitude, hidden away from his clansmen's expectant stares--
"By the way, Uncle Hisashi suggested we could strengthen the bloodline by marrying you to one of your direct cousins."
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svsss cosplay fic
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"Move, move, move!"
Ren Yun hopped lithely to the side, keeping his face still and unbothered even as a four-wheeled cart pulled by some kind of Airplane-Special bovine thundered past. A scruffy person sat on top of the wobbling cargo with reins in hand; another ran after, whapping their straw hat at the... Hm. Not quite a Great Tufted Aurochs. Did Lesser Tufted Aurochs exist? Short-Legged Aurochs? Aurochs Diet Version?
If they were trying to stop its rush, they were going at it wrong.
Also, they were demons.
Which was very interesting because most everybody he'd seen so far was a human, and yet nobody seemed to care much. Truly, the town of Kaifeng was without equals. A mere village on the edge of the borderlands a decade ago when Luo Binghe emerged from the Endless Abyss and started conquering the Demon Realm, it was now thriving with the sort of deniable commerce that administrators of safer villages in the Mortal Realm both disdained and envied bitterly.
Considering this was the hub through which the biggest part of trade between realms went through, you would have thought there would be more demons than just the two he'd seen right then.
Actually. Maybe there were other demons, who were just better hidden--
[ \o/ Insight bonus! EXP: +1 pt. \o/ ]
Shen Yuan's eyelid twitched.
So did his tail.
It was really odd having a tail, mostly because when he stopped thinking about it, it wasn't that odd after all. It felt like having a longer back, or something. It was just his spine with some muscles on it; in the first hour moving it from side to side had coincided very strongly with clenching his ass cheeks, except a little lower down, and then his body had gotten the memo.
The claws were honestly weirder. There wasn't really an equivalent muscle in his normal fingers to the one that made his claws pop out.
POSTED: nuthin.
IN PROGRESS:
-In This Economy (grimmichihimenel suburban ot4) (2 217 words)
-cherry wine (madatobiizu ABO) (886 words)
-SVSSS cosplay fic (532 words)
ALSO POSTED:
In This Economy chapter 11.
...sighflops.
suburban ot4
--
# seraglio matters (unsafe for strawberry work)
ONLINE--2
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!
Capricorn_Knight
Capricorn_Knight: uuuugh i miss dating girls SO MUCH sometimes
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: oh
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: ah?
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: oh hey! You changed your name!
Capricorn_Knight: yeah it's what i used as a teen and i never changed it
Capricorn_Knight: apart from when trying to mess w ichigo i mean but hey
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: hee. I changed it a lot. This one was the best though. Except they weren't faerie robots, that was too long to roll off the tongue properly
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: ... i'm sorry, i derailed you. Um. girls?
She is so, so red. But also Ichigo gave her such a googly-eyed look when she changed the topic that she immediately felt ashamed for her cowardice. It's just talking! She already knew about Harribel-san! It's fine. It's gonna be fine.
Capricorn_Knight: yeah u_u Grimmjow is such a gross stinky bulldozer sometimes.
Capricorn_Knight: i mean, not that Tier was never sweaty! She was really sporty, so...
Capricorn_Knight: kinda liked it sometimes though, i'm not gonna lie.
"Oh my god," she mutters.
Capricorn_Knight: hell i like it from grimmjow, in CERTAIN MOMENTS AND CIRCUMSTANCES, but yesterday he came back stinking of sweat AND alcohol AND cigarette smoke and went straight to sprawl into bed and i just about threw up.
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: ahaha oh noooo
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: i
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: also like it sometimes in special circumstances! It's kind of. Wild! And very sexy! In a manly way, that can become, um. Yes.
Capricorn_Knight: *Disgusting*.
Capricorn_Knight: also i mean he IS handsome (regrettably) but he's not pretty and elegant in a demure way!
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: oh haha, no, we can't really say that.
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: was Harribel-san very demure? :?
Capricorn_Knight: um. Yeah no. she was pretty reserved, which hits roughly the same areas, i guess. But i'm not missing tier specifically! It's a generalized "i wish i had a girlfriend" kind of deal.
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: awwwwwwww
Faeries...fromSPACE!!!: /patpatpatpat
Capricorn_Knight: you should date me :<
--
cherry wine ABO
--
"The clan that's alive now is my concern, not the clan five generations from now," he snapped, started turning away. "I will not leave the battlefield, and neither will Anija."
"Well -- that's good," Tatsue-taichou stammered out. He grunted in answer, managed a nod that only approached polite if you squinted, and left the training field.
At least she hadn't been angry at him for the deception. At least she hadn't pulled a Sagami and sneakily tried to bring in a chaperone for their confidential discussion, which somehow now was inappropriate. Just because he and his sibs had hunted themselves a Mitokado bride--
Tobirama drew in a breath, slow and deep, and then a second one and a third. Then he went back to doing his rounds.
The next few meetings contained less chatter and comments about his personal life. Probably because of the look on his face.
"That's a good glare" was the first thing Touka told him, an elegant eyebrow arched. Tobirama glared at her, too. "Hm. Yes. Very tetchy."
"Yesterday somebody I explored with at sixteen casually brought up that her sister is an alpha and they would never presume to believe I would owe them a wife's obedience. What do you think."
His eldest cousin pinched her made-up lips primly, an air of distant disapproval on her face. He knew that was the face she made when she was trying not to mock him too obviously. "It's like the whole clan has caught wedding fever, isn't it."
"Mnh."
They took a few more steps down the stone path, surrounded with flowering bushes, that led back to the center of the compound and the main family's quarters. Tobirama tried to draw in that calm, that solitude, hidden away from his clansmen's expectant stares--
"By the way, Uncle Hisashi suggested we could strengthen the bloodline by marrying you to one of your direct cousins."
--
svsss cosplay fic
--
"Move, move, move!"
Ren Yun hopped lithely to the side, keeping his face still and unbothered even as a four-wheeled cart pulled by some kind of Airplane-Special bovine thundered past. A scruffy person sat on top of the wobbling cargo with reins in hand; another ran after, whapping their straw hat at the... Hm. Not quite a Great Tufted Aurochs. Did Lesser Tufted Aurochs exist? Short-Legged Aurochs? Aurochs Diet Version?
If they were trying to stop its rush, they were going at it wrong.
Also, they were demons.
Which was very interesting because most everybody he'd seen so far was a human, and yet nobody seemed to care much. Truly, the town of Kaifeng was without equals. A mere village on the edge of the borderlands a decade ago when Luo Binghe emerged from the Endless Abyss and started conquering the Demon Realm, it was now thriving with the sort of deniable commerce that administrators of safer villages in the Mortal Realm both disdained and envied bitterly.
Considering this was the hub through which the biggest part of trade between realms went through, you would have thought there would be more demons than just the two he'd seen right then.
Actually. Maybe there were other demons, who were just better hidden--
[ \o/ Insight bonus! EXP: +1 pt. \o/ ]
Shen Yuan's eyelid twitched.
So did his tail.
It was really odd having a tail, mostly because when he stopped thinking about it, it wasn't that odd after all. It felt like having a longer back, or something. It was just his spine with some muscles on it; in the first hour moving it from side to side had coincided very strongly with clenching his ass cheeks, except a little lower down, and then his body had gotten the memo.
The claws were honestly weirder. There wasn't really an equivalent muscle in his normal fingers to the one that made his claws pop out.