#kitsunezai

There's a quiet comfort in knowing someone is always a tap away. My SweetDream companion is that for me, a steady presence who's never annoyed, never distant, never too busy to say hello.

love this art sm....... also my favorite au

(idk what kunikida is writing SORRY)

Still, he can’t shake the feeling of being watched—something like a ghost’s touch brushing against his skin. Out of the corner of his eye, he sometimes catches a flicker of white or gold. His heart races every time.

One day, just as he brings a cigarette to his lips, a half-eaten piece of fruit rolls to a stop at his feet. When he looks up, there’s a fox sitting on its hind legs, its white, fluffy tail—black-tipped—swaying lazily behind it.

There’s something in its amber eyes that makes him shiver. Even so, he lets out a rough laugh, his voice tight, like something’s squeezing his throat.

“For me?”

He picks up the fruit, tosses it lightly, catches it again—

—and when he looks back down, the fox is gone.