Fukigen na mononokean fanfiction

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• Ivy Adelaide — No longer there.
• Fukigennamononokean Stories
• So You’ve Finished ‘Jeweler Richard’: Now What?
• Why Fukigen na Mononokean Frustrated Me
• Abeshiya is my light
• [Fukigen na Mononokean] fic: Five Times Hanae Called Abeno "Abeno-san" and One Time He Didn't
• Fukigen Na Mononokean~Español
• NIGHTMARE 2002 — Abeno, What have you done to our cutie pie SHIP...

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Ivy Adelaide — No longer there.

I simply wrote down what I think might happen maybe? Either way, despite my attempts at some comic relief, I think it turned out rather boring, so read at your own risk. There is no financial gain made from this, nor will any be sought. This is for entertainment purposes only. He was going to die. He could almost hear it, a terrible, deep, ripping sound, like the sound of his soul tearing apart.

We were starting to wonder if we had to call a prince to kiss you awake! Ashiya smiled weakly up at Fushimi and tried to sit up only to notice a strong grip on his shoulder holding him down. Abeno was staring at him intently with an undecipherable expression of his face. And holding him down with a firm grasp on his right collarbone.

But then, as if in a daze, he realized that Abeno-san would be much better fitted for that role. Ashiya froze, then blinked twice and again tried to sit up. Abeno did not stop him this time. On the other side of the sparsely furnished room, just under the now open window, laid the poor table, one leg broken and squashed against the floor.

Yahiko was nowhere to be seen and, in the corner, near the door, was poor Fuzzy, shaking and whimpering quietly. Abeno just stared blankly back at him. Ashiya took a nervous dry gulp.

Are you feeling okay? Do you think you need a doctor or something? He looked around frantically, starting to feel dyspneic again.

Stop freaking out. Remember who you are talking with. He sat on his heels and successfully dialed his emotional response down to a more discreet nervous fidgeting. Come join us after, Ashiya. We got you a yukata and all. The door slid closed. Ashiya attempted to call the cute hairball to him but the little youkai merely seemed to fit himself deeper into the corner, although he did stop whimpering.

There was an uncomfortable pause in which Abeno looked terrifying and Ashiya wheezed slightly in place. What happened to Fuzzy? Who broke the table? Abeno-san, maybe he hurt Fuzzy and Yahiko!

You should call the Mononokean to check Fuzzy over… and we have to find Yahiko!! Ashiya was now crying. What I know is that, suddenly, Yahiko left. Why would he…? Ashiya jumped in place when he felt something warm touch the back of his hand. It was Fuzzy. Relieved, he released a small sigh, feeling immediately better. The boy petted him happily. It had felt so real. The fox youkai really was likely to do something wicked like that, but, if it really was Yahiko impersonating the Executive, why did he flee?

And why was Fuzzy so frightened? When he returns, maybe he can help us understand what happened here. He was his usual energetic, cheerful self and kept insisting that they went training right away. So, he left to find himself some snacks, accidently breaking the table on his way out. The dark-haired boy still got dizzy at the end of the day, though.

That, the surrounding wilderness and the night sky above them, were the reason why Abeno was now calling the Mononokean for a safer, faster return to the inn they were staying at. Then, he noticed the bright pale moon in the dark sky, its glow so pure it reminded him of another foamy white kind of light…. Had that been… himself?! The last thing Ashiya saw was an eerie, foamy white light mysteriously rising from the ground.

Oy, wake up! Ashiya whimpered. He really needed to wake up. The dark-haired boy faintly shook his head, trying to focus. Fushimi was still talking to him.

Fushimi smiled, sated. Good luck. Later, Ashiyan. Ashiya was now close to tears. Then, both boys spoke simultaneously. Oh, oops, Abeno-san was speaking to him! Ashiya nodded, still somewhat unconvinced. All this aside, that day, the training started to really pay off. What… had he done? What had he done… to Yahiko?

Fukigennamononokean Stories

Fukigen na Mononokean, or The Morose Mononokean was arguably one of my favorite animes of its season. It was pretty and I enjoyed the setting and the characters. The plot was self contained- everything that was there, I enjoyed. The premise is that there is a Mononokean, and its Master, Abeno Haruitsuki. He posts an ad for an employee and Ashiya Hanae finds it and applies and they exorcise yokai together.

So You’ve Finished ‘Jeweler Richard’: Now What?

Zenko stood beside Ashiya, while the employee tried to rouse his employer with no avail. His face was pale with worry for his collapsed friend. He would even be happy his usually cold employer scold him. Ashiya gave a sounding sigh which gave his other friend a big relieve too. Then Ashiya and Zenko looked at each other and nodded. They knew what to do. When he could no longer see Zenko, he turned back and started walking back to his home. Mojya strutting beside him. I thought… I really thought that I was dependable enough.

Why Fukigen na Mononokean Frustrated Me

My friend sent me aesthetic prose on Line and it keeps bugging on my brain. Might as well write a fic to get rid of the obnoxiousness. He slips into the red robes over his shoulders. Feeling young yet old, sips on the tea and looking at the walls of the Mononokean.

Abeshiya is my light

Okay, so I decided to post my art here in Tumblr. I tried doing it years ago on DeviantArt but meh,, hopefully I'll be more active here!! This post is part of my ongoing record for the new to me anime I watch in I'm excited to see what new shows and films I discover as this list grows through the year.

[Fukigen na Mononokean] fic: Five Times Hanae Called Abeno "Abeno-san" and One Time He Didn't

Inaba Yuushi's parents died in his first year of middle school, and he moved in with his relatives. Though they did care for him, he could tell he was a burden. After he graduated, he happily prepared to move to a high school with a dormitory. Unfortunately, the dormitory burned to the ground before he could move in! Yuushi doesn't want to live with his grudging relatives, but it's rough finding lodging as an orphaned student with little money. He finally finds a room in a nice old building which seems too good to be true. The catch is that it is a Monster House, a place where humans and supernatural creatures—ghosts, mononoke, etc. Another high schooler lives there, a cute girl named Akine, and she's completely unfazed by the monsters.

Fukigen Na Mononokean~Español

I simply wrote down what I think might happen maybe? Either way, despite my attempts at some comic relief, I think it turned out rather boring, so read at your own risk. There is no financial gain made from this, nor will any be sought. This is for entertainment purposes only.

NIGHTMARE 2002 — Abeno, What have you done to our cutie pie SHIP...

So according to futsal logic, calling out bae's name and encouraging gives them ability to achieve impossible feats. Proud bf moments strike again XD. At the beginning his kansai-ben quite annoyed me. But I slowly got used to it, and as the season went by - I ended up loving it a lot!! So anyway, I checked out his seiyuu - Toochika Kouichi.

Summary: In which Abeno is unprofessionally diagnosed with workaholicism by Ashiya. Happy birthday, Abeno! I hope we get to see you smile again soon. AO3 link. The morning began like any other—with the greeting of a cheerful wind chime as Abeno slid the door to the familiar tearoom open, yawning behind his hand. Did you sleep well?

Warning: Characters and world-building belong to Kiri Wazawa; but the work belongs to me. Drunken kissing. Extremely short.