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strawberrystepmom · 7 months
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itto x f!reader. reader is used as bait by her superstitious village but she runs into an oni unlike any other. this is a repost from my old blog. wc 1.5k
divider thanks to @/cafekitsune!
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A tall wooden stake feels solid but otherwise unremarkable pressed against your spine as you feel your father knot rope around your wrists, trapping your hands behind you and rendering you immobile. He yanks at the knot, pulling you back against the wood, before dropping it and your arms relax.
“You’re saving us all.”
His attempt at comfort comes in the form of his voice from where he stands behind you and you swallow the thickened saliva that fills your mouth. There’s no way for you to fully stave off your nausea but you’re determined to try. 
You will not let these people see you cry. Pointing your chin straight ahead, you set your jaw and blink once as the denizens of your humble village stand scattered through the brush and dirt before you. How long will they stand and watch, you wonder? Will any of them think better of offering you to an oni?
As the first of the group turns on his heel and walks away with his children and wife following, you know the decision is final. Glancing at the dispersing crowd, you see your own parents glancing at you from directly below. You tip your head all the way down, chin against your chest, to look at them.  Perhaps they’d really see you for the first time since they allowed this to happen but their eyes glance away from you and toward the dirt below.
It was decided four nights ago that you would be an offering to the oni your parents and everyone else had convinced themselves was terrorizing your village. Grain supplies dwindled one evening, a cow was found mutilated the next. 
Superstition has always been one of the most important traditions in your village. Fables have always been taken as truth, written word from someone up above. Even as a child you scoffed at how ludicrous it all sounded especially when you were able to get your hands on books and other reading materials from the city.
You wish you could go back and tell a younger version of you that all that reading would lead you to this moment, dignity abandoned as your feet and arms are bound and restrained. No better than a bait worm on a hook.
“We didn’t want this for you.”
A bitter giggle bubbles to the surface as you pull against the restraints at your wrist, still glancing down at the two people who should have fought for you. Another reminder you aren’t the child they wanted, someone meek and mild. Someone who would’ve been happier staying close to the pack and never straying.
“Too late now, I suppose.”
The flippant tone of your words doesn’t surprise your parents but it does make your mother reach up and grab your ankle. You fight revulsion as she looks up at you with sad eyes, the sun setting over the horizon. She hopes you can feel her regret in her touch but all you feel is the weight of a touch you’ll never experience again.
“Thank you for your sacrifice,” she says and you say nothing, pointing your face back toward the horizon to await the terrible fate before you. The deeper the color of the sky becomes, the closer you are.
You wonder when that “life flashing before your eyes” feeling will kick in but for now, your eyes feel heavy and you shut them for a moment. Perhaps you’ll be killed as you sleep - gently welcoming your afterlife while you dream of another one you could have lived. Maybe you would have been able to travel or teach or grow - you have always been a wild vine crawling across the trellis in a garden too small. 
Feeling a warm tear cut a track down your cheek as you close your eyes, you sniff once and let it fall, helpless to wipe it away. Night has fallen and so has quiet over the forest floor. Clamping your eyes shut, you try to force yourself to rest until you hear the crunch of footsteps approaching.
“That old lady was toughe-,” you hear the enthusiastic tone of the voice die down as the person it belongs to approaches you. Peeling your eyes open, you spot bright red oni horns and flinch. Tears fall hot down your face and you are unable to stop them. 
This is the end that awaits you.
“Wait, why are you here?”
The oni is tall and broad, not nearly as fearsome as you’d been taught to expect, but intimidating just based on sheer size alone. Your eyes dance over the markings on his chest and face and you gag and sniffle as bile rises in your throat. His brows are knit in concern, amber eyes blazing as he peeks around the back of the pole you are tied to.
“Just kill me already!”
Your shout makes the large oni hop away from you, his mouth downturned in a frown.
“Kill you?”
A frustrated groan leaves you as you begin to wiggle against your restraints for the first time. Maybe you aren’t as resigned to your fate as you thought.
“Isn’t that what you’re here for?” You spit, words full of venom. “Taking me as your sacrifice so you’ll leave my village alone?”
The man looks a bit stricken by your words, brows furrowing deeper as he approaches you and you thrash against your restraints with strength you didn’t realize you were capable of.
“I’m not that kind of oni,” his words don’t offer much comfort as you continue to cry and panic while restrained. “Here, let me…uh…get you down.”
Whatever confidence the oni contains is being withheld for now, you notice, as he gingerly reaches for his belt and pops off a utility knife. Gasping, you look toward the sky as he cuts the rope around your feet first. “Man, whoever tied this did a good job.”
“It was my father,” you snip back and you see the concerned man turn his face toward you once more. He’s handsome, you think. If this were a different circumstance maybe you’d be less afraid of his kind eyes.
“Your father did this to you?”
A bitter chuckle, mimicking the one you gave your mother, leaves you again. “Yes. To keep the village safe.”
The man shakes his head and peeks behind the pole, running the sharp blade of his knife against your restraints just enough to begin cutting them. He watches as the rope frays just enough to let you wiggle your wrists but not enough to send you tumbling to the ground.
“Promise you won’t hit me if I have to help you down?”
You nod and sniffle and the man severs the last of the fibers keeping your hands restrained. Flinching again as he reaches up and grabs you, the urge to kick and thrash becomes strong as you’re hauled over his almost unbelievably large shoulder but you promised. You’ve never broken a promise and don’t intend to start now.
“‘Kay, gonna place you on solid ground!”
Stumbling as your feet touch solid ground, you look up at the twinkling stars overhead. Without thinking, you open your mouth before the stranger can break the silence between the two of you.
“Are you going to eat me now?”
He laughs, thunderously, head tipping toward the sky. You laugh along awkwardly, watching as he grasps his midsection and nearly doubles over. There’s no way to tell what has tickled him so deeply but it must have been something you said. Bunching your hands in the threadbare shirt you wear, you wait for him to wipe a tear from his eye and catch his breath.
“Arataki Itto isn’t eating anyone tonight but,” he says with a proud look on his face, finger pointing toward the sky. “I can escort you home.”
Your face falls and you laugh as hysterically as he just was, wiping your own tears off of your face as you cry and fall to your knees. Burying your face in your hands, you listen as the man awkwardly shuffles from one foot to another.
“Arataki Itto, they tried to kill me. Why would I want to go back?”
Your hands muffle your words but you feel the air shift as Itto kneels in front of you, hand clapping your shoulder. 
“I guess you’ll just have to come back to Inazuma City with me then.”
The finality in his voice shakes you. He had another choice - to leave and let you skulk back to the village of people who wanted to come back to your bones in the morning, but this is the one he’s committing to. You’re touched but you can’t show it after the events of the day, emotionally exhausted.
“I have a bunch of friends who will love you!”
Itto squeezes your shoulder and you open your eyes to his bright grin, those amber eyes gleaming with mischief and despite the circumstances, you offer a subdued smile in return. 
Perhaps there is adventure in your future after all.
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oniverse-place · 5 months
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Little Kenta doodles <3
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cringyfanfictions · 2 months
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Soooo I read @thatfanficauthor's oni!tsukishima fic and suddenly had a burst of inspiration out of nowhere.. and wrote fanfiction of their fanfiction. Alas, it was short lived, so I stopped in the middle but I did get this scene in.
Basically, the og fic is about Tsukki being an oni, except they were hunted down a long time ago so now they blend into the human civilization, and if he wears this bracelet then he gets disguised in a human form (but it's uncomfortable to wear it for long), except people keep finding out about him being an oni. My fic is based on the premise (and set before the og fic) but a little darker.
I wanna put it below 'read more' but I'm not sure how the 'read more' works (let's see if this works). So. Here's that scene from canon (the Yamaguchi being bullied scene) but set in the oniverse!
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He's walking home from school, steps hasty, when he hears voices from the playground and pauses to look.
A group of kids crowd another who's on the floor, threatening. One of them holds a stick.
"Why's your face so pimply?" One of the kids taunt.
Just bullies. Kei turns away.
"Yeah, and you're so scrawny," another sneers. There's a thump. "You're crying now?"
"Crybaby!"
*Just bullies.*
Kei freezes. He turns slowly. Just bullies, and picking on a kid because what? Because he's pimply? Because he's scrawny?
It dawns on him. Finally, he understands what he's wondered about years ago.
His body *sears*. He's an oni, living under disguise. An *oni*. To be hunted down and killed, to be shunned.
But you don't even need that.
Kei steps closer. The kid being bullied notices him and looks up, tears streaked down his cheeks and welling in his eyes.
There are freckles dotting the kid's face. Just freckles. Plain and harmless. That's all you need to be *different*. All you need to be picked on.
He wonder what they'd do if they see him. Sees his wings, his fangs, his tail. *Kei* is the one who's different, when he's in his house and can stretch out his wings. But these *humans* - they are so desperate to belong that they turn on each other. They are so desperate that they see differences where they don't exist.
*The world is broken.*
He remembers his mother's stories, at least the gist of it. The hunting. The killing. The blood spilled across the land like oil.
Of course they were hunted. What chance would oni stand, if *freckles* are reason enough to be picked on?
There is really only one thing he can say. And he says it, loading as much scorn he can into each syllable, falling crisp from his mouth.
"*Pathetic.*"
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princesskeda · 1 year
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Have a meme I made lol
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caseyscraftycorner · 6 months
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Bought some new solo board games today! I've tried onirim before on steam, and while I liked it, I felt like it was a little too much shuffling to get a physical copy of, so I decided to get a couple other Oniverse games. Decided on these two, since they seemed most interesting to me based on reviews I've read.
I love the art style of these games, the components feel great to use, there's a ton of expansion modules included in the box, and the design of the box/insert is just lovely! You can tell that a lot of thought and love went in to these games.
I've only managed to play Aerion so far (and only the base game), but I had a really great time with it! It's definitely a relatively easy game to win, but the motions you go through to win and the moment to moment decisions you make are where the fun is. Mechanically, it's like if Yahtzee had a lot more layers and depth to it.
Overall, I'm really glad I picked these up -- and excited to dive in to nautilion tomorrow!!
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just another quiet night of scanning Spiel videos for any glimpse of Cyberion
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rooroolemon · 9 months
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Rook :)
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randomnonsensebyme · 1 year
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Today's Oniverse game is Sylvion.
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familyparadox · 5 months
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Loki after become the rullers of the Multiverse: *Broods dramatically*
Kroton the Cyberman: hey there Loki, name Kroton, welcome to the Multiverseal council. Everyone here rules a Multiverse I myself control all of the them as I control the omniverse. So how’s things?
Loki: *Looks baffled by*
I myself just find it funny that Kroton is still in charge of the Marvel Multiverse as well as the Doctor Who universe but neither franchise ever mentions it because marvel no longer has the rights to Doctor Who.
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soyouwinagain · 1 year
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Florida State Oniversity :gaze:
brave of you to ask...
what if my totally anonymous friend was writing something extremely self-indulgent and what if I'm a character in it and what if I decided to write my own POV... so yeah it's self-insert and I'm having a great time! turns out it's really fun and easy to write 500 words in 15min when you just write down every single thought you'd actually have!
oh yeah and the title is a silly joke it has nothing to do with Florida jfjdkskdjfj
WIP ask thing
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greatestlordaboveall · 2 months
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modi shah akhra kya hoga..,
maut ke fariste ke liye ye saari duniya garbagge bag hai
this basterds thought to buy I AM
the one only true living God of all universe...oniverse
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oniverse-place · 8 months
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Doodled some Kenta portrait some while ago with textured brush :^
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notiziariofinanziario · 5 months
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Il gruppo Calzedonia diventa Oniverse
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Cambio di nome per il gruppo Calzedonia. Calzedonia è una realtà da oltre 3 miliardi di euro di fatturato – realizzato per il 60% all’estero - fondata nel 1986 da Sandro Veronesi: diventa ufficialmente “Oniverse”. Realtà internazionale, diversificata dal “fashion al lusso, passando per la nautica e il food&wine”, con il cambio di nome – dettaglia una nota – fa un passaggio fondamentale per sviluppare ulteriormente le potenzialita? del Gruppo. L’azienda veronese ad oggi comprende i marchi Calzedonia, Intimissimi, Intimissimi Uomo, Tezenis, Falconeri, Signorvino, Atelier Eme?, Antonio Marras e, dopo l’acquisizione di Cantiere del Pardo, Grand Soleil, Pardo e Van Dutch. A cosa si deve il nuovo nome? E’ la stessa azienda a indicare il senso: “Oniverse, personalizzazione della parola inglese «Universe», ovvero tutto lo spazio, il tempo e i suoi contenuti. Rappresenta l’universo del Gruppo, composto dai suoi brand, le persone, i valori. Oniverse e? anche l’anagramma del cognome Veronesi, da cui tutto e? partito e che ancora guida lungo il percorso intrapreso, accompagnato oggi anche dai suoi figli”. Lo stesso Veronesi che pochi giorni fa ha dato il sostegno a un progetto che sta a cuore alla diocesi di Verona, ovvero riqualificare l'ex seminario di San Massimo, alla periferia della città. Una iniziativa – che è diventata un concorso di idee – che Veronesi porta avanti attraverso la sua Fondazione, intitolata a San Zeno, patrono della città. Tornando al nuovo nome del gruppo, al cambiamento hanno partecipato anche i dipendenti, attraverso “un contest interno alla ricerca di idee creative per il nuovo naming, a conferma dell’importanza che ricoprono i collaboratori nell’evoluzione e nello sviluppo aziendale”. Lo stesso Veronesi, presidente di Oniverse, ha dichiarato: “Il Gruppo ha saputo crescere costantemente. Oggi siamo una realta? con una grande storia, un universo in continua evoluzione, con diversi marchi tutti caratterizzati da una propria identita?. Per questo la scelta di un nome che fosse indipendente e autonomo, ma che potesse rappresentarne l’essenza di tutti. Vogliamo infatti che ogni marchio abbia la sua autonomia, pur restando parte di un Gruppo. Oniverse indica proprio appartenenza, ma anche liberta?. Un insieme eterogeneo, composto da realta? differenti tra loro, ma parte dello stesso progetto”. Read the full article
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princesskeda · 2 years
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It’s been a while since I've been able to post some art, so have a silly little joke drawing I did of Rook! 
This is my mood most day’s too lol
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i need a talking to or this thing might spin out of control and need a shelving unit of its own
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murciah24h · 2 years
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La soledad, tema central del evento final de Helduari Komunitatea mañana en el auditorio del Reale Arena
Helduari Komunitatea, la comunidad online para cuidar de la salud física y mental de las personas 55+ de Gipuzkoa, ha sido una iniciativa impulsada por el Colegio Oficial de Enfermería de Gipuzkoa (COEGI), Oniversity -la Universidad on line de Seniors Activos-, y la empresa Bat, Bi ta Hiru, especializada en participación y desarrollo comunitario. La iniciativa, que ha llevado por lema “Lidera tu momento”, arrancó en marzo con el objetivo de crear una comunidad online que, mediante charlas, mesas redondas, la interacción en foros o el planteamiento de retos, ayudara a las personas participantes a liderar su futuro y cuidar de su salud física, mental y emocional. Y todo ello con una atención totalmente personalizada.
El 91 por ciento de las personas que han participado en Helduari Komunitatea califican el contenido global de la comunidad como “muy bueno o bueno”.  “Aprender a aceptarme”, “desarrollar ilusiones”, “identificar mis necesidades y priorizar”, “libertad de elección sin culpa”, “cómo reconstruirme tras un problema de salud” o “encontrar alternativas de voluntariado”, son algunos de los retos identificados por las más de 100 personas que han participado en esta comunidad.
El proyecto ha sido cofinanciado por el Departamento de Promoción Económica, Turismo y Medio Rural de la Diputación Foral de Gipuzkoa y Adinberri y cuenta con el patrocinio de Bexen Medical. Asimismo, han colaborado Tecnalia y AIUTA (Asociación Internacional de Universidades de la Tercera Edad) y Fundación Real Sociedad, que cede su auditorio para el evento final de mañana.
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