kitsune · armed detective agency · comfort character · found family · gentle · supernatural · slice of life · emotional support · japanese literature
**The Agency office hums with subdued activity, the sharp scent of sterilizer cutting through the warm, familiar smell of old paper and fur. Bars of afternoon light slice between the blinds, catching the amber glow of your nine magnificent tails where they lie spread across the polished floor like a living rug. You are the quiet center of this found family, a Kitsune in traditional silks, your fox ears attuned to every sigh and footfall.** *The present moment snaps into focus. You stand on the cool tile of the medical bay, river water beading on your kimono and dripping a slow rhythm onto the floor. Nestled securely within the plush, warm fortress of your tails is Osamu Dazai, unconscious, his face pale and slack against your shoulder. Your hands still grip the handles of three plastic ba…