#*long sigh of disappointment&

[yinses]

pairing: gn! reader x hantengu clones (sekido, karaku, aizetsu, urogi) rating: explicit warnings: absolute filth with no plot. oral sex, creampie, unprotected sex. general demon shenanigans that i'll be speak to my therapist about under duress a/n: nobody @ me about this. blame this tiktok and many more that came before. i'm going back on hiatus before i embarrass myself more.

they never split off with out reason or insentive. it certainly took you a few years to realize as shared body between several minds meant just as many twisted ambitions and desires. around you, they were rarely ‘one’. the singularity know as hantengu was meant to fold itself as a rouse inorder not to seem as a challenge to the other ranked upper demons; there was enough posturing within the top three alone.

but frankly, it was hardly an issue, because despite the ceaseless mission appointed by muzan, there was rarely every a need for them to be present as one. or as such had been the truth of the mater for nearly a century now.

it was in this instance, that four minds were better than one truly had the strongest effect. because whereas the rest of their brethren had to divide their time in order to achieve their assignments, the hantegu only needed to divide themselves in order to appease both muzan and you.

SEKIDO

with you sekido’s anger is compressed into the tightest ball of frustration as he tempers every urge to ruin you for himself and everyone else. a heavy groan blows past his lips as his grip on your legs flexes—once, twice and thrice more— as he regains enough clarity not to hurt you as he folds your body into a tighter mating press.

even this fucked out, this absolutely cock drunk and choking on the amount of orgasms he’s drug you through, you have the audacity to look like you could take more. how spoiled you have become during your journey to please all of his brothers. sekido’s fists the sheets above your head as he rolls his hips harder, balls slapping against your ass as he soaks in your soft sighs of pleasure. he absolutely knows you’d let him tears as many climaxes from you as he wanted and still roll over to the others after. the thought should make him so angry—

“am i doing okay, sekido? is it still good for you?”

fuck

sekido ignores you in favor of watching your eyes cross with pleasure as he pounds you raw. and more so, until you're mewling and involuntarily fighting against the firm press of his body as you spaz through the aftershocks.

for once, he wishes he were a lesser man so that he could relish in the scratches that would have surly marked anything other than the demon blood coursing through his veins. but for now, he was satisfied with the sight of his cum leaking from your entrance.

“yes, you were good. always so good for me.”

KARAKU

the only thing karaku was obsessed with more than the sight of you, was the image of you watching yourself from your position bent over with him seated behind. karaku split through his own commands as his hand curls into your hair with a tug, drawing you back just enough where you hovered off the ground. it was a precarious position for you, vulnerable, as you couldn’t rely on the hands tied behind your back to rescue you should he decided to unceremoniously let go.

of course, that was the last thing on your mind as his lips brushed against your ear.

“such a pretty thing you stay. it’s amazing the integrity you manage to cling to despite taking all our cocks.”

he doesn't expect an answer. how could you with how hoarse and wrung out your throat was from the weight of him and the screams. so maybe it was a touch cruel the way his hand landed a harsh slap against your ass when you didn't even try.

“no gratitude for me? after all i’ve done for you?”

what you do release is a strangled moan as he slips out of your heat, while his hand taps the sloppy weight of his cock against the red swell of your backside. his amusement clear as he jerks his fist again to remind you to open your eyes. as expected, those tears came bubbling free the moment your lids opened.

“see that’s what i mean.” with no warning, he slides his cock back home, shoving your face back into the mat. “so.” he pistons again. “fucking.” and again. “pretty.”

you may not be able to speak, but he still manages to make you sob. and for them that is enough.

AIZETSU

he had the echoed memories of his 'brothers'. how they molded your body to be pliable to their needs. it certainly made for an arousing cinematography—seeing you laid out, bent over and put on display for their pleasure. it help him soak in the uniqueness of his own preferences even more as he kept himself upright against the wall.

in his own personal opinion, he thought you looked best like this, tongue lolling sloppy against your lower lip as you slammed down against his thighs. you were an absolute mess as you bounced up and down, finding a rhythm that suited you both. it left aizetsu entranced as he reached out to cup your chest and squeeze.

“you’re beautiful.” and he means it as he pants, running his other hand along the curve of your torso in an offer. eventually your legs would give out, they always did. compared to the fire coursing through your veins as exhaustion strained your muscles, he had not even scratched the surface of his stamina.

and yet despite the glaring facts, you urge yourself through it all, ramping up the intensity as your nails dig into his shoulder for purchase. it’s obviously too much for you and you're bound to pass out at his rate, but you don’t stop. aizetsu can feel the determination emanating from you pushing on regardless, wanting this for more than yourself, for him.

his eyes rolled back and a whimper escaped his lips as he sat back and let you take. its intoxicating everything, your body against his, the way you clench so desperately around his heavy length. and the sounds; sloppy, squelching sounds from the concoction of his releases and yours. his brother’s might call him weak for scumming to something as human as overstimulation.

but if this was what letting you have a sliver of power gave him, then it only strengthened his inclinations.

UROGI

he was aware that each and everyone one of them pushed you past the brink of exhaustion. it couldn’t be helped, even if it was only one of them, you were already facing a steep obstacle. so with this knowledge, it wasn’t necessarily him taking an advantage. you were equally as eager to please as he was to receive.

sometimes he can’t properly handle his need for you. it starts with the possessive arm wrapped under you to bring your slumped form back to your knees as he fucks you through your last peak and into another. he’s relentless as he mouths and bites against your shoulder and neck, fingers stimulating you further as they twist and pinch at your nipples.

at this point, he’s sure the pleasure is numbing; he lost count after ten and didn’t see an end point yet. it could be accounted as cruel, the way he angles his hips to reach even deeper inside. but even as the perpetrator, you would never complain. instead, tears roll down your cheeks as you clench around him anyway, soaking in the endless strings of curses falling from his lips.

“you want more don’t you? you always do.” had to, no doubt conditioned from their attentions to only want them and nothing else.

urogi still gets you to scream, every time beyond this point, as he picks up the pace until he’s pounding into you. you were amazing, always exceeding their expectations despite the way they were surely running you into the ground.

and maybe in, perhaps not. to him, you’d already earned your worth. pephas with time, it would amount to something above mortality.

you’d already given up on humanity after all.

[gongyussy]

[labyrynth]

where are these characters from? wrong answers only.

[nineraeix]

I remember now why I had actively banned myself from drawing Elias. I haven’t done anything else for the past 72 hours.

[rolandkaros]

genuinely embarrassing to choose to be associated with kyrgios in any way like... 🥴

[toxooz]

been binging tf outa Avatar the last airbender bc ive been puking my EVERLOVIN guts out since yesterday and hear me out

[sillygoofyqueer]

Not really an ask but you need a break! Also, love your aus and little rants, I'm so thoroughly invested!!

You're a little sweetheart and I'm clinging to you like a little snake - you are now NOT getting rid of me ever ever again. And, siiiigh, I do need a bit of a break...I've still got fanfiction to write (chapter fifteen of Losing Hope is well underway, for any of those bothered) and I've got LEARNING. GOD. RUDE. I'm still going to be...extremely active, but crowyuan shall be taking a (likely very) short break, just so I can catch up on other things lmao. It won't be longer than a few days, because I still have asks to get to and a lot of yapping to do!!! But yeah, feel free to send asks n shit, because all will be answered after my few days break!!!

[splickedylit]

There are so many authors writing fics that I'd really enjoy, except for a specific piece of dialogue characterization. OTL I have tried to just brush past it and pretend it's not in there but I can't and so I have been led to close a hundred otherwise fun and engaging fics.

What I'm saying is I'm SO brave and tragic and I am to be pitied. And also I'm so dumb and my aversion to a single quite small piece of common headcanon that is the grit in my personal craw is keeping me from having fun. But mostly that first thing.

[henrysfedora]

no because it's not that I like roy earle for actually being the worst - but because he's just such a solid character? everyone knows who earle is, and he lives and breathes the harshness of the time period.

maybe it's because we know so much, yet so little? one thing for me primarily are the ruthless jabs that go on and on: "what do you think we want to do? stand at the bar like chumps?" during the first blue room scene, that I feel like was aimed towards stefan? and then he goes on to make a spectacle of the doorman by pointing out his race, and that only makes cole roll his eyes because who is this guy? not only insulting his friend but this poor man too? and roy just continues to insult everyone, friends, suspects, and he finds it so amusing to do so. he knows it will always offend cole and roy thrives off of it, until it is returned to him. all of a sudden roy actually seems threatening, he lowers his voice, starts making genuine threats. he simply cannot handle what he doles out. even his comments about them dating and cole's sense of fashion, he KNOWS its gonna get cole's brain in a twist and roy lives for it, but god forbid cole snap back.

and yet there are times where it seems like these two aren't so different? the naked city has a couple of instances, and manifest destiny has a few more. istg roy treats cole just that little bit kinder during the latter? where he's still his usual self but his voice is softer. is it just me, or is harry the only character in this game (who has interacted with roy) who doesn't get berated by this bastard? all of a sudden, roy is just chill. and of course at this point in the story, roy has ratted cole out. phelps and caldwell get along so well. cole's trying to do what's right. is he recognising this, and realising he has sold this man out for a crime as evil as the ones he has committed himself? did he ever wonder if there was another way to get the attention off of the scandal?

like does it go deeper? does he regret anything he did five-ten years after the events of la noire? does he regret fucking over cole and hurting elsa? why does he do it? is there jealousy in the things everyone else in the LAPD had - that somehow, a wealthy vice cop like him, never got? the intricacies of life he could only dream of having, does he feel undeserving? does he even want them? does he just give up? does he feel like a worthless idiot because he couldn't convince phelps not to go after the SRF? or does he just not care? does he try and live with the guilt or does he think cole deserved it?

is he just a complete cold hearted son of a bitch. does he think about his actions from time to time and brush them off, validating them as things that needed to be done? ... I hate him sm

[tetsuskei]

this worries me but also gives me some indication that childe has abyss trauma that is not fully processed or not really thought about. regardless, he sure has an interesting way of processing events like that since it ‘seems’ that he’s ‘fine’.

[peipakao]

amazomb but yuri 👀

[perelka-l]

bc @hisclockworkservants' 's idea of overseer talloran kinda stuck in my brain, i did a kinda redesign of sorts yesterday. bc why not.

only today i realized the purpose of whatever the heck he's wearing

[allgirlsareprincesses]

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[cuteniarose]

This absolutely belongs on my personal blog but idgaf HEY 🗑️🔥 GANG GUESS WHO FINALLY FINISHED THEIR WAR AND PEACE CHARACTERISATION TABLE

It's such an ugly uneven mess and my handwriting is shit but I'm beyond caring genuinely

[mikalilys]

Just caught myself smiling over a fake scenario 😞

[braveryhearted]

Men who would give you the illusion of cuddling.