Kurama

Kurama 🌸🌸

Kurama in ponytail (because we didn't see it much) + new outfit (sponsored by my oc who got irritated with all the bright yellow and cherry pink he's been wearing).

Hi it's me Orion. For some reason I ended up rewatching yyh series while stuck at home.

I know it's Kurama's desire to return to Makai but it's sad knowing the time he does is when he thinks his mother doesn't need him or have passed away.

My own personal opinion, I believe he'd leave after her death, but who knows, it could be sooner. I just feel like he'd try seeing if he's needed during the remainder of her life.

When he does eventually leave, I definitely believe he'd visit her or her grave (since visiting a grave of a loved one is done frequently (once a month, if not more or less) and done during Obon).

Guess who came back to life to pose for our cover? This is no imposter everyone! This is the real deal! Presenting....

Kuronue! 🦇🦇

Sometimes, a family is a recently resurrected delinquent kid, his long-suffering not-quite-girlfriend, his rival who came second in the sixth sense lottery, said rival’s sister who won it, a reaper who looks fabulous in pink, a thousand year old thieving fox spirit playing human, a demon who is legally not allowed to go home, an ice maiden searching for a brother she’s already met, a dude with too much money who actively chooses to spend most of his time looking like a toddler, and a grumpy old lady who isn’t quite sure how she ended up with these idiots, and that’s okay.

Yu Yu Hakusho, The Character File (part I).

Between Humans and Demons

Summary: A s Kuwabara gets older, he starts to notice the differences between himself and his demonic friends. A harrowing moment reminds him, that the differences don’t really matter.

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He closed his eyes.

The sound of metal wrapping around metal flooded his ears.

Even with his eyes closed, he was dizzy; could tell that he was rotating in the air, as the collision broke all around him.

Something shattered and sharp, sprayed against his face and dug into his skin, either falling away or embedding into his face. 

Another crunching sound, and then Kuwabara was hanging suspended in the air, kept in his seat by the seatbelt that held him flush in place. His eyes were still closed, but they didn’t need to be open to feel the spirit of the driver, and the other two people in the car with him, snuff out. Three candles being blown out in a slow breath.

Kuwabara should have gone with them.

Somehow, Kuwabara was alive, and something told him that that was strange. That he too, should have been snuffed out.

“Kuwabara!”

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