Shigaraki Pic Novels & Stories

Tightening her grip on the broken end of the stick, she waited, just in time for the tiger to leap into the air, aiming for her throat. Stepping to the right, she swung the stick, making sure her footing was balanced enough to cause severe damage. The tiger whimpered like a wounded dog as the force of impact carried it back towards the far side of the forest. Despite the intensity of the situation, Ejima couldn't help the smile of triumph that plastered the side of her face. She had seen worse and had succeeded. This won't be an exception. She was going to kill the tiger and use its skin as a pelt.

Aki furiously screamed while looking at at emotionless Harvey. “I’m the young lord of the Kitagawa Clan, and the disciple of the Shinkage Way! I’m a well-known character in the younger generation of the Island Nations!” “I cannot be embarrassed that easily!” “Kneel before you talk,” Harvey said with a calm tone. “You dare make me kneel?!” Aki was completely enraged. “So what if you’re a God of War, Harvey?!” “You think the Shinkage Way doesn’t have Gods of War?!”

This year's match-up promised to be the most intense yet – Shirashi, the village's reigning champion, against Aika, a mysterious newcomer with a reputation for being as ruthless as she was beautiful. Shirashi stood confidently in the center of the arena, her long black hair swaying in the breeze. Her husband, the Narrator, watched from the sidelines, a mix of pride and worry etched on his face. He knew his wife was a formidable fighter, but there was something about Aika that made him uneasy.

In his mind, pussy was pussy whether it was human or werewolf. Spotting the orange Jeep parked in front of Mel’s diner a huge grin formed on his lips. Rachael had told him she would come to town today. He supposed that she told Jim in hopes of seeing him again. He would not disappoint. ~~~ Sachiko Karimi sat in the third booth on the left side of the small diner as she had every time she ate there. The woman preferred this booth to others. From here she could see the front door, rear door, kitchen, and side windows while still having her back protected by the cinder block wall. It had always been Sachiko’s job to know the exits. She was the last Caspian Tiger shifter left on the planet.

I turned to see Jiro standing next to me, his expression calm but his eyes sharp, studying Saki with a subtle intensity. “Everything okay?” Jiro’s voice was low, laced with a quiet possessiveness that was unmistakable. Saki’s gaze flickered between us, her lips pressed together in a tight smile. “Oh, yes, everything’s fine. Just catching up with an old friend of Haru’s. I didn’t mean to interrupt.” I could feel the slight tension radiating from Jiro, though his face remained neutral. He wasn’t openly confrontational, but there was something about the way he positioned himself beside me that sent a clear message: I was his.

Keren said. “Where?” Scar “Four steps away from that tree on your left” Scar went to the tree which is the nearest tree or should I say one of the trees that set as a border. “Akira?” out of curiosity I walk forward to where Scar is standing. Akira loss her balance as she saw the blood. “No--- Sachiko” she started crying again sitting on the ground. What is it? Just blood but they act like it is a person's body and Sachiko's.

She spilled cola on Kenichi's guitar when he didn't return her interest. Agawa- From Iceland and a college student, his ash blonde hair is natural. He plays bass, doesn't like listening to those he doesn't respect. Only respects people who have decent skill in music. Is popular among the ladies and has a fan club. Hagihara- A bald and tall young man who wears tinted glasses, is he a fan of Satoshi or he simply just shy? He tends to wear all black and his deep voice can unnerve many but unlike his appearance, he's actually a kind fellow and is often cleaning up Akemi's messes and misunderstandings. A mediator.

He sounded angry but he was teasing. "No, Silver, we are here to help you dress up for the fight." Shinka answered. All that Shimki did was scoff in her fist. Silver's face was crestfallen when he turned to see that it was only Shinka and Shimki and not Shinja that had come to help him. "Why isn't Shinja with you?" "It is us you get Silver. Quit sulking so we can start." Shimki could not help laughing at poor Silver. He was being forced to face the ruthless Shinka. She had him exactly where she wanted him and he would do exactly as she said.

Jai asked between eating. “Hm?” Darrion responded with his mouth full. He swallowed the food before answering. “This village is Sougen, and then Takenoko the Bambooshoot Village, Higurashi the uh… Cicada Village? Sakurazaka the Cherry Blossom, Magamo-Kohakucho the Lake Town, and the capital.”

He opened his phone and pretended to be preoccupied. The plan was simple. Lure Taka to the café where Tatsuya was waiting. Draw him in, plant the seed, and see what grew. Sure enough, Taka spotted him. His blood-red hair made him impossible to miss. A wide smile spread across Taka’s face as he strode over, energy radiating with every step. “If it isn’t Shirakiba’s ace, Taiga Renji,” he said, blooming with familiarity as he stopped in front of him.