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11 months ago

Meet…

Meet

Mr. Yoshi NV! He is a 40 year old man who is the owner and martial arts instructor of the local Norrisville dojo. Yoshi is usually a calm and collected man that can sometimes act stubborn and annoyed, like his wife but more chill. He usually has to drag his wife so she doesn’t overwork herself to death and often has to keep an eye on their daughter so she doesn’t end up doing anything stupid. He had to witness his wife get sick with cancer and he was a wreck the whole time and was just so relieved when she got better. He loves his wife and daughter very much and always tolerates the different types of chaos they bring into his life. He and his wife are high school sweethearts.


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7 months ago

Death is a Friend

I once was scared of what waited for me after death

A woman with long, messy brown hair with tired blue eyes can be seen walking through the forest during nighttime, her pace slow and careful, holding onto the trees at times. Her skin was pale, a scar decorating the lower part of her face from her lips to the top of her neck. She looked around before turning to the right, searching for something or someplace. It didn’t take long for her to find what she was looking for.

Once, long ago, I wished to never perish

It was a rather secluded place of the forest, the grass was short and the trees were tall, covering most of the forest in shadows except that one place. The woman, Joan, went and sat on the ground. She looked up at the starry sky, her tired eyes threatening to close. It was dark, quiet, calm. She sighed as she pulled her eyes away from the sky and took in the scenery around her. Moonflowers were everywhere, practically surrounding her. She sighed as tears filled her eyes. She was sick, she was dying, and she was scared. Why wouldn’t she be? She would not wake up once she finally went to rest. She knew she wouldn’t see her friends again. Friends who didn’t know she was sick in the first place…

To leave behind those who I cared for was torture

“I wonder if they got the letters…” Joan mumbled, her voice hoarse.

And yet, I still listen to others call for me…

Joan let out a deep breath as she wiped her tears before lying down on the soft grass. She was tired, so so tired… Her eyes were closing as her heart started slowing down by the second…

Death can be scary but…

“I am so sorry… But I didn’t want you to see me like this…” The woman in purple said as she spoke to no one but the visages of her friends.

She was never one to be cruel…

She couldn’t help but cry at the memory of her accidentally shrinking Ninja down to a rather miniature size as everything else starts to fade. Oh, how Kuno cried in laughter when she saw him, how Ninja got so mad at that but couldn’t do anything… What a day that was…

At least I can go with a smile…

Finally, her eyes closed and her heartbeat stopped as her now lifeless body laid there, surrounded by her favorite flowers…

“Hey… Wake up…” A soft, unfamiliar voice spoke.

Death can be gentle, kind, loving

In front of Joan was a beautiful woman with skin so pale, it looked like snow, long, flowy dark hair that danced with the nonexistent wind and bright, yellow eyes holding nothing short of sympathy. She wore a dark mofuku, a funeral kimono. How fitting.

Death can be breathtaking, enchanting

“Wha…?” Joan awoke at the voice, and she sat up as she held her head. “Why does my head hurt…?”

It can be painful, there is no doubt

“Oh, that always happens to the freshly deceased, you’ll be fine in a minute or two!” The strange woman said.

But nonetheless, she is understanding

“Deceased?” Joan repeated before looking behind her, seeing her vessel lying on the ground, herself now being a mere spirit. “Oh… Right.”

Death is not a cloaked figure with a scythe

“I understand you are confused, or maybe not, you did see me for quite a while with that hat of yours.” The woman said. “Oh right, excuse my rudeness! I am Nephthys, Goddess of Death. Feel free to call me Neph though, if you so wish of course.”

Death is not who you flinch from but the one you embrace

“So you are True Death…” Joan said as she crossed her arms as she looked at the dark goddess.

She is nothing like how others said

“Yes, I am! To be truthful, it has been quite a while since I’ve taken someone to the afterlife personally. I usually have my Reapers do so but you… are quite the unique case.” Neph said as she smiled. “After all, you did defeat False Death and became a hero. Even if it did cost your loved ones’ lives…”

It is… relieving

“My sisters… Are they okay?” Joan asked.

I am calm…

“They are doing just fine, dear. They are actually waiting for you.” Neph said as her smiled softened. “They missed you quite a bit.”

I am safe…

A lump formed in Joan’s throat as she teared up at the thought of reuniting with her sisters after so long.

I am dead but I am no longer in pain 

“Did I… Did I really do good…?” Joan asked as she looked down.

Tell me, my friend, was I good?

This made the goddess chuckle softly.

Please, say I was good…

“Well, you did have quite a few mishaps but your good deeds outweigh the bad ones.” Neph said as she extended her hand towards Joan. “So… you ready to go?”

Death is kind but the thought still scares

Joan looked up at True Death’s hand, looking hesitant to take it. She was already dead but… she was still afraid. To leave the mortal realm at last was a terrifying concept but to actually experience that was just as bad, if not worse.

But now…

Then again… she wanted to see her family. She wanted to finally be at peace with her family. She wanted to enjoy the afterlife with her family.

I can be free…

She wanted to stop fighting at last.

“I am sorry Ninja, Kuno… I wish I had told you in person…” Joan thought. “I have to go but I pray that you both have a good life before your time comes… Until we meet again…”

Thank you, Death, for being kind…

She then looked up at the dark lady and gave her a slight nod…

Thank you for being my friend…

And so she took True Death’s hand…

——Heeeeey, thanks for reading this! Hope it made you cry! :3——

Tagging: @ikari-shinsei, @fernnshxj and @willowthearts, I feel like you would like this cause it does involve Miori, kinda, ish!

And a special thanks to @asexual-angsty-writer for helping me out with this angsty segment!


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7 months ago

REVERSE AU!!

So like, seeing @fernnshxj’s Reverse AU Miori made me dig through my stuff to find an old concept of Joan if she was in the 21st century and I present you

REVERSE AU!!
REVERSE AU!!
REVERSE AU!!

Joan, or Jenny, you may call her whatever! She is a smart student with some rather extreme anger issues due to her parents (completely overbearing, controlling parents soooooo-) and due to said issues, she doesn’t have many friends. She tries her best to stay calm but has a hard time doing so, only having her sisters for support. She often gets into fights and gets hurt in the process. Regardless, she is crazy good at making deals and intimidating those around her, including making people cry by pointing out flaws and mistakes they make in the worst way possible.

She is referred to be a mean girl but really, she just doesn’t know how to socialize or be nice to others aside from her sisters. (She would be kinda jelly of Miori but not dislike her). Has two sisters, one two grades older and the other two grades younger.

REVERSE AU!!

As the Häxa, she takes out her rage on the robots and monsters she faces, using her knife shoes to stab through them. She was rather giddy when she saw them. She is supposed to be a mediator to Kuno and Ninja, but like, she sucks and is always the one yelling the loudest because goddamn, these guys just can’t stop arguing! Would curse like a sailor and flip off anyone that annoys her. Would jump at someone if they annoyed her enough and her teammates would have to restrain her. It would happen too often for their liking.

• Has a bit of a sweet tooth

• Took ballet when she was younger

• Her older sister can see ✨ghosts✨

• Favorite flower be moonflower (obvi)

• Doesn’t show it but is pretty self conscious of how she looks

• Wishes to become a businesswoman

• Hates having long hair but would be scolded by her parents if she cut it and she wants to avoid listening to them

• Will get sick in her time in Norrisville high

• Likes sneks

• Would tense up and probably cry if someone hugged her

(Aaaaand das all for right now! Hope you enjoyed this lol)


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6 months ago
Have A Tired Joan (tired Of Not Understanding Japanese And Barely Getting English) And A Crazed Death
Have A Tired Joan (tired Of Not Understanding Japanese And Barely Getting English) And A Crazed Death

Have a tired Joan (tired of not understanding Japanese and barely getting English) and a crazed Death expressions.

Bonus Mioris:

Have A Tired Joan (tired Of Not Understanding Japanese And Barely Getting English) And A Crazed Death
Have A Tired Joan (tired Of Not Understanding Japanese And Barely Getting English) And A Crazed Death

Probably confused by Tsubame

(Miori belongs to my moot @fernnshxj)


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5 months ago

The Husk Häxa

The human, a creature of earth and sky, whose body was forged for hunting and harvesting, whose mind stretched toward wisdom, and whose heart swelled with boundless empathy. Together, these three—body, mind, and heart—create a force unparalleled in nature. Without the mind, they are lost, wandering in darkness. Without the heart, they are cold, drifting far from compassion. And without the body… well, you need no telling. They cannot walk this world.

But what, you ask, becomes of the body abandoned by its mind and heart? What fate befalls the hollow shell that was once filled with life and love?

They call her —it— The Husk, a being that was once human, walking through the world yet no longer truly part of it. She was once like you or me: brave, kind, wise. In her time, she was not alone. She carried within her the spirits of her sisters. Alma, the eldest, whose mind shone like a beacon, unmatched in reason and thought. And Lily, the youngest, whose heart burned with warmth, guiding their steps with love and virtue.

But now, the light of her mind has faded, and the fire of her heart has flickered out. Her sisters are gone, and with them, her sense of self. The Husk remains, a hollow vessel driven only by the primal need to fight, to survive, and to protect. Does she seek to bring harm? Perhaps… or perhaps she seeks something more. No one knows, for the Husk follows neither logic nor love. She is a creature beyond both now—a warrior without a soul, a guardian without purpose.

The Husk Hxa

Basically an AU where Joan lost all logic and morality, no more than an empty vessel that only fights, eats and never sleeps, having only the bare minimum of humanity left in her. Would give more info but I have a splitting headache rn and it’s getting worse ✌️


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