#unless COLORS are somehow demonic

[keow]

It’s funny how God will tell you not to do something that you know would be effective in solving your problem, yet He refuses to help you when you pray for the problem to be resolved. What do You want from me…

[kalims]

Hellooo I really like your writing :) May I request taking Malleus/Leona's favorite food from the fridge and leaving $2.18 in place of it?? How would they react when they find out their fav is missing?? Thank you so much !

ㅤas a form of payment

note. ty 🥲 I really appreciate since I basically disappeared for months LOL

in your defense, there's barely anything to snack on inside your dorm—unless you somehow enjoyed the myriad of canned cat food for grim (which you've been spending a lot on compared to your actual food..) and if there were anything to eat at all, you'd reckon the feline would've already gotten his hands on it and kept it to himself.

when you're already on a strict budget plan with the madol crowley 'graciously' provides you, barely enough to scrape by. you'd argue; but with the squawks of the blabbering he has, it's like arguing a wall.

thankfully lilia doesn't even seem to mind when you raid their fridge everytime you sleep over.

the dorm was really nice. nicer than your own, besides the fact sebek practically guards the front door with his life and demanding a formal invite from you the moment your knuckles resound against the door. though ramshackle, and diasomnia held similar vibes. the former looked younger than the latter but definitely in less good shape.

it was too enticing.. you shouldn't overstep as a guest.

but... "it's mocking me," you say to no one but yourself in particular. seated on a stool you found on the kitchen, in front of a counter and in the sights of the fridge. the green eccentrics of material drives your eyes to narrow further, a long, wistful sigh emitted from your lips as your folded hands rest beneath your chin.

not only that but it served like a warning to you, the color reminded you of sebek and his yelling habits. it would be a shame if you were discovered shredding their fridge with your gaze with the screech you'd imagine he'd make.

then something along the lines of; 'what are you planning, human?!'

surprisingly the dorm was eerily quiet during the night. they follow a strict protocol which only serves as fuel for your fire. you grumble. "I'm just a guest," you remind yourself. maybe to steel your morals but your resolve proves to reign when you quietly slip off the stool and open the freezer, eyes skimming through the frozen goods—a bar of chocolate, a frozen... eye...? whatever demon hotdogs were and—finally something normal.

you groan to yourself, feeling around your back pocket before peeling out a couple of coins that would be the equivalent of a dollar or two in your world. (also the last of your riches but atleast you partially paid?)

you look back, nervously looking around like a criminal before hauling the tub of ice cream in your arms. the rumble of your abdomen reminds you of why exactly you're even here committing a crime (or atleast it feels like you are...) you quickly grab a spoon, and tail it to the.. random ominous door you've never been to in your life.

malleus has this strange feeling.

he sums it up to hunger so he ventures down the familiar stairs of his dorm, through the living room, and to the place that will supposedly solve all of his problems. the churn in his gut grows stronger when he steps foot in the kitchen, blinking slowly when he cranes his head and finds the light illuminating and bright. when it shouldn't be.

it must be a resident that forgot. he shrugs it off, trudging over. picking up the smell of something familiar that brings warmth to his chest so his lips twitch into a pleasant smile. he must be going crazy, even now you're on his mind? "hmm," he mumbles, having opened the freezer and not spotting the familiar tub he's put earlier this morning.

sebek did say what it looked like, but none of these are even the delicacy he desires. he thinks, placing down a small cup of yogurt that could only belong to his father. maybe he put it in the refrigerator?

he sighs sharply through his nose and grumbles (coincidentally the same time a lightning strikes.) shutting the door to the refrigerator after finding nothing but a few eggs, chips from random residents, and more random thing that hss no correlation to what he wants. even if sebek did put it down there then what's the point in eating if it's not frozen?

malleus turns, about to sulk back to his room when he catches sight of a sticky notes and.. some madol?

'hi, this is for whoever ice cream that was T-T'

he crumples the paper in his grasp, wanting to seem understanding but the flash of lightning once again serves as a remainder of his growing irritation. a brightening of his eyes comes as quick as the tracking spell he casts quickly. eyes following a trail to the.. inconspicuous closet.

"oh, hi." the sudden light flooding in as you crouch on the floor, tub of desert between your crossed legs brings a hand over your eyes. unknown legs stand in front of the.. whatever room this is, but a closet seems more fitting so you'd call it that.

"child of man?" an incredulous voice echoes above you. the familiar sound illicits you to remove the hand blocking your sight, you wouldn't want to not look at malleus. you blink, fingers grasping the spoon laid forgotten inside the tub as you stare up at him and offer a nervous smile.

you wave with your free hand. "I got hungry?" you justify but that's only when he looks down at what you're glomping on and blinks, the random thunderstorm that started out of nowhere seems to pause for a few seconds before he breaks into a light chuckle and shakes his head. crouching down in front of you.

he presents you a small smirk. "I believe what you're eating is mine," he chides gently, devoid of any ill intent and previous irritation evaporating into nothingness when he finds you as the source of his troubles just a second ago. you open your mouth to reply, probably looking like an idiot with your mouth hung open, frozen when he just casually swipes a thumb on the corner of your mouth. wiping off an excess of ice cream that you didn't notice.

the notion might as well just given you a heart attack with the skip of a beat it did. it's almost as if malleus knows what's he's doing with the awfully appealing smirk on his face, still so gentle but you'd know better that he's doing it out of goodwill and natural caring nature for you. just the thought that he actually is so perfect warms your face.

you open your mouth—furrow your brows, close, and open. "I.. um... I'm sorry I know the money wasn't enough but I was really hungry, I'll get you a new one," a sincere apology, if you'd known it was his you would've never taken it in the first place. with the kindness he's extended you for so many times, you'd hate to see a frown on his face.

he huffs through his nose, a patient look of understanding on his face. "what's mine is all yours," he gestures to the tub between your legs, a reassuring hand on shoulder as he rubs his thumb around. he's close enough for you to see the light in his eyes, the green, and your reflection in the iris. you stare, a little dazed and mesmerized and he stares back.

"something as material as that doesn't matter compared to you," he adds.

oh my god. you gape. suddenly you're not so regretful of committing this crime.

his eyes drift up for a moment, pondering. standing back up to his full height and offering you a hand. "if you really want to make it up to me then why don't we eat it together?"

when you grasp his hand, his fingers enclose around yours. pulling you up with utmost caution. treating you as if you're the most fragile jewel he's ever held but holding you with a grip so firm you're almost afraid he's just never gonna never let go of you. you eye him as he leads you to the living room, having taken the stance as a gentleman and taking out the tub out of your hands.

even with the lasting cold from the tub transferring to your skin you still feel warm, something of a tranquil and quiet silence comfortable falling over as you both settle on the couch. you're surprised he doesn't take the seat on the opposite of you as he's always has, this time next to you. not minding your knees bumping against each other as he scoops a spoonful and offers it to you.

... how did you get in this predicament? you wonder, but open your mouth and allow yourself to shift a little closer.

not pr

[an-idyllic-novelist]

qin shi huang with yoriichi tsugikuni!fem!reader headcanons

warnings: spoilers from manga, ooc, slow burn friends-to-lovers troupe

Special thanks to @onecantsimply, @yellow-snark and @thatstrangesheep for their feedback and help with these headcanons! Enjoy! :)

Even in death, Qin Shi Huang was an emperor whom everyone respected as the ‘king who began everything’. He had reunited the annexed nations of China, a guiding light who led his people bringing peace and prosperity after almost a millennium of strife. Now, within the vast afterlife known as Valhalla, he reigned over a substantial amount of territory alongside his successors, working as a cohesive council when conflict arose.

Today, however, he has come to handle the problem on his own terms. For the last two months, men, women, and even children have gone missing from the foot of the northeastern mountains. Given the harsh environment, it is not too odd to believe that the cause of their disappearance might be an attack from a wild animal, angering the spirits who guard the terrain, or just simply got lost.

But the disemboweled bodies told the emperor a different story: there is a beast devouring his people, and it is certainly not a bear. For a split moment, Qin Shi Huang feared that Chi You had somehow returned from beyond its miserable grave and had come back to take revenge on the ‘insolent whelp’ who would not bow before its bony knees as payment for being accepted as an emperor of China.

If that were truly the case, though, there would be more corpses strewn about the mountain base than the current number of victims. Qin Shi Huang had already defeated the god, and he will do it again to protect his subjects. Such is the road he leads as an emperor, after all~.

So imagine his surprise when he comes across a six-armed being with pasty skin and glowing golden sclera, hunched over the corpse of a man cradling his child. It was not Chi You, but a demon. A demon that was the stuff of legends many years ago, only for them to suddenly vanish and become nothing more than a bedtime story to keep children from sneaking off at night.

And now, here is the great emperor, face-to-face with this drooling beast. Qin Shi Huang frowned, bending his sinewy body into an offensive position. Just when he was about to launch an attack, his opponent’s head rolled off its shoulders. He blinked, watching the demon’s body collapse onto the grass, twitching rapidly before disintegrating into dust. Hm? He hadn’t even moved! Unless the presence of an emperor is that powerful before a demon that it self destructs?

“Are you all right?” Qin Shi Huang then saw a figure standing where the demon had been, sword unsheathed. At first glance, she seemed like an ordinary traveler by the way she dressed, but the emperor knew that she was certainly not an ordinary person. Not from the tremendous amount of chi circulating around this woman’s body and the sword fastened at her waist.

She was a warrior as Chun Yan had been.

He grinned. “Hao!”

[Eye Color] orbs blinked at him in confusion, tilting her head to the side as she repeated the word. “Does that mean…you are hurt?”

Zori sandals stomped against the bloodied soil as she strode over to him, astounding Qin Shi Huang with her agility. She frowned slightly, her eyes scanning over his body. “You…are all right, it appears.” She glanced up at him. “I…apologize if I had gotten…your clothes dirty. You are a young lord, yes?”

Qin Shi Huang frowned. “Buhao.”

“Hm?”

He raised his right hand, pressing his middle and index fingers together before he pointed them towards the ground, the golden nail guards glowing beneath the moonlight. “Humble yourself. You are in the presence of an emperor. Be grateful I have not executed you for your impudence.”

“You…are an emperor?”

That was how the greatest emperor in all of Chinese history crossed paths with the greatest Demon Slayer in history, the Mother of All Breathing Techniques, the Sun Hashira [First Name] [Last Name].

In your defense, you never would have guessed that the man who had been endangered moments ago had not been a feudal lord looking for trouble in these woods, but an emperor who had come to kill the demon devouring his people.

You did apologize for being rude, and politely asked His Imperial Majesty if there was a town close by. You lived deep in the mountains, though in the opposite direction of his territory. It would take about two days to return should you leave now. That was only if you were lucky enough to not come across any more demons on your journey back home.

To your surprise, this emperor all but commanded you to follow him to his palace. He boasted that it was the largest one in Valhalla, with the finest food and rooms available for only esteemed guests and members of his court. However, since you did humble yourself before him, he will make an exception and allow a weary traveler to stay in the guest quarters for the night. You thanked him, trailing after the man through the woods to the crowded streets of a bustling city and right up the stone footsteps of an extravagant palace the likes of which you had never seen before.

You dared to say that it was much bigger than the Ubuyashiki compound.

With a clap of his jeweled hands, a group of young maidens in flowing robes appeared before him. He ordered them to make sure you received the most excellent care, including running a warm bath and mending your damaged clothes. Before you could have a moment to say something, you were immediately whisked away to another part of the palace until dinner was ready.

The food was just as extravagant as the clothes that the maidens had dressed you in. It was almost too much, but you dared to not insult your host. Instead, you bowed your head to him in gratitude and ate as much as you could without being too rude. Thankfully you could recall some of your table manners from when you had been alive, before becoming a Hashira and just the daughter of a prestigious household in the Sengoku era.

Between the raucous laughter and idle chatter amongst the others who dined at this table, you had almost expected to be asked to leave or escorted out of the banquet hall so that the emperor could speak to his fellow countrymen freely without the presence of an outsider.

Instead, His Imperial Majesty asked you many questions. Who you are, why were you in the woods, how did you defeat the demon, etc. You answered them to the best of your ability, humbly explaining that you had once been a Demon Slayer and trained to exterminate the ones who came out at night to consume human flesh. There is nothing special about you.

You had simply worked hard, protected humanity until your untimely death. There was no need for him to know of your ability to see the Transparent World, much less the Breathing Techniques of a Demon Slayer.

Some secrets were meant to be just that: secrets. And you were bad at explaining things; it had been a miracle that the Hashiras, those whom you had worked alongside all those years ago, could comprehend your words and adapt the Sun Breathing techniques into their own variations: Water, Insect, Flame, Wind, Stone, and so forth.

Again the emperor surprised you; he seemed intrigued by the Breathing Styles and continued to ask questions about how to use it until the handmaidens escorted you to the guest quarters later that night, although His Imperial Majesty wished to keep speaking even in a drunken stupor.

The following morning, you thanked the emperor for his hospitality and left the palace. An armed entourage followed you out to the city’s borders to make sure you would not try to attack His Imperial Majesty nor the citizens. You thanked them for their vigilance and hard work before beginning the journey towards your humble home.

You were certain that this was the first and only time you would come across royalty and thought nothing of it in the days that went by upon returning, weeks becoming almost two months since the demon attack. You would either be tending to the crops or practicing your swordsmanship. Eventually, it was time for you to venture down from the mountains to restock on your supplies.

The villagers who lived at the mountain’s edge were kind people. Some of them were elderly and required assistance with manual labor or errands. You did not mind helping them, and were quite hesitant to accept anything from them, especially rice or other precarious commodities.

Most were merchants who traveled a great distance from the village to the city to sell their wares. How could you even consider taking that away from them? To your dismay, they were quite stubborn and practically shoved it in your hands.

The ‘payment’ from the villagers, including the usual amount of items you purchased from the vendors, became too much for you to carry without making two trips up and down the mountain.

You were almost considering having to borrow a cart when a voice called out to you.

Turning around, your eyes widened in shock at the appearance of the emperor Qin Shi Huang walking down the muddied main road, flanked by four or five armed soldiers. He recognized you immediately, almost running with a wide grin on his face.

He’d been wanting to continue his conversation with you, yet due to his workload in the palace prevented him from venturing out sooner. You had also been difficult to track down as no one seemed to be aware that a Demon Slayer wearing hanafuda earrings existed in Valhalla except for a young whelp and his little sister living in the floating cities alongside the Valkyries.

But now, he’s here and ready to chat~. You should be grateful he had traveled such a long way to visit. He is an emperor after all. He was willing to help carry the supplies up the mountains if it meant he had an opportunity to challenge you to a fight and idly chatter over drinks.

Upon explaining that you did not drink alcohol, the emperor told you not to fret. He’s come prepared. Revealing a large jug of corked liquor in his hand with a wide grin, you realized that he would not go away even if you politely asked him too.

So with great reluctance, you guided Qin and his entourage up the mountains, some of them carrying your supplies.

A peaceful day became chaotic. And from this single afternoon of idle chatter and sparring with an incredibly powerful fighter transitioned to an unlikely friendship. Qin Shi Huang was nothing like Sumiyoshi, that much was certain.

Where Sumiyoshi was a humble man blessed to have a family in turbulent times, the boastful emperor had been an unwanted child from the moment he was born. If it had not been for his mentor and mother, that meek little boy would not have the confidence to move forward and pave the road for his people to live in peace, let alone find a method to deal with the Zhao’s anger aimed at him simply because he was from royalty.

He had many children sired from his concubines but he never took an empress, much to his council’s annoyance even in the afterlife. Chun Yan too, of all people!

Yet despite such different personalities from two different people who are your friends….you knew they both possessed kindness and empathy. Why else would an emperor continue to maintain contact with you via letters and occasionally visit you in the mountains over the next thirty years?

He’s a man who had led his people into prosperity after all, the king of all kings.

You had lost so much when you were alive…is it truly all right to be selfish and treasure Qin Shi Huang as a friend, an emperor of all people?

Qin Shi Huang quickly discovered that there was more to his new friend than being a calm, unreadable individual who never raised her voice once even when he had been purposely annoying just to gauge a reaction.

The Sun Hashira…she was perfect. A beautiful, complex creature who values integrity and kindness above all else. She did not enjoy fighting, preferring a quiet life away from society than challenging one opponent after another. And like him, she knew what it meant to lose a loved one.

When it came to strength, she once told him, those who are marked like herself will all meet the same fate. He had an idea as to the cryptic meaning behind her words…and he prayed that she would live in this afterlife.

When he revealed his past to her, what he had done as a child until his death, the Sun Hashira simply accepted it all as they say together on the snowy veranda of her small home.

“To live in an era of conflict…there can never be true peace without bloodshed. Your Imperial Majesty had gone through so much….and you were loved deeply by Chun Yan. I wish….I could have met her….and thank her for raising a wonderful, strong son.”

Qin Shi Huang.exe stopped working for a span of five seconds before he tried to hide his embarrassment with a swing of the warm sake that his host had prepared especially for them to celebrate the New Year together.

Another year has come and gone…so why was it that his heart hasn’t stopped hammering against his ribcage?

Bonus Content:

After five years of sending luxurious gifts and love letters, it took a stammering confession from the emperor to convey his feelings towards the Sun Hashira.

Although she did not want to marry right away, she humbly accepted a period of courtship from China’s greatest emperor until it was appropriate to be welcomed as his empress.

Some of his court were pleased that he had finally selected a wife to become the mother of the nation, but there were others who believed that [First Name] was too independent and would not respect the traditions required to follow after becoming an empress.

Needless to say, Qin Shi Huang made an example of the courtiers who dared to disrespect his new wife behind closed doors. His warning also extended to the concubines, should they try to do something malicious out of petty jealousy.

Quality time included sampling delicacies in the garden, sparring matches, and cuddling in his private quarters.

Chun Yan approved of [First Name], congratulating her adoptive son on finding a woman who can keep up with his shenanigans.

The domestic bliss between the emperor and empress never wavered…until Brunhilde approached the palace and asked for their aid to fight against the gods. Both of them.

If it hadn’t been for [First Name]’s benevolence, Qin would have immediately executed the Valkyrie on the spot for her arrogance. Instead he gave her the courtesy and listened to her proposal regarding the event called Ragnarok. A battle royale until one opponent is annihilated.

The emperor would be lying if he said he wasn’t interested, but he had no intention of bringing his Sun Hashira into it. He wanted her to spend this afterlife in peace, not to put her life on the line again.

Alas, his wife was stubborn. He agreed to Brunhilde’s terms so long as she agreed to his terms. Once she left the palace, he pulled his empress into a long talk about this…situation.

Whatever obstacles will come their way, they will face it together. The Sun Hashira isn’t alone anymore.

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[inkyycapp]

Yokai!matsu kidnapping reader..? It ticks a few things at once. Oh! Oh! They're kidnapped cos they were found injured, but even after they've healed the yokai brothers (seperately) refuse to let them go.

Cough, cough. I love this, cough.

You're getting hcs too.

Ahem

Slight notice! I did some minor research for this, but even then I'm still unsure !! If anything is wrong please do tell me !!

(Uh so, really bad weather rn. Wifi going in and out and tornadoes lurking around, so, like that's rad ig !! Forgive me.)

Tw/Cw: Injuries, slight mention of blood, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome if you squint, manipulation(?), desperation, spelling/grammar(?), probably a little or a lot ooc I'm terrible at telling !! Forgive me !!

Youkai!Matsu x Injured!Reader

( Yokai!Matsu but used Youkai for letter colors..:D )

Small reader context !!

For whatever reason you're in the mountains doing whatever your mortal self does up there. A sharp pain shoots through your leg causing you to slip. Your foot set off a bear/fox trap. A group of bandits or just overall bad people--who one would assume set the trap--find poor injured you.

You don't have much on hand. Maybe you have a weapon, maybe you don't. But, regardless of how hard you fight, there are just more of them the there are of you.

Osomatsu

Oni

-He doesn't hate humans, but he doesn't actively like them either. He's more neutral about it.

-Like, he wouldn't go out of his way to help/save them, that's way too much work for him. But, he also wouldn't go out of his way to kill someone unless they really pissed him off.

-Doesn't really understand humans, but somewhat understand and takes a small liking to bits of their culture and activities.

-Actually fairly in with the times, but doesn't really try enough to be in with the times, y'know?

-Obviously takes part in gambling with the humans regardless of the time period.

-He finds that you're injured and probably not going to make it out of the situation alive.

-While at first he's slightly indifferent about your situation, he recognizes you from the village below. He probably asked for money and you gave it to him, or maybe you work at one of the place he frequents, but for whatever reason, he may be persuaded to help.

-You're already unconscious and he can't help but feel pity for you. Pretty nasty leg injury. Maybe he should help.

-And, so, he does!

-After attending to your Injuries best he could, he decided to wait for you to come around. He'll admit, the patch up was sloppy, but it did the job, that's what matters.

-Eventually, you'd come around and find yourself face to face with the devil himself. Whether fearful or not, this would take some...adjusting.

-Compared to the known sterotype, he seems more lax and less...demonic.

-He finds you interesting. Somehow, that curiosity hadn't faded one moment since he's found you. Expect some questions personal, even perverted, or not.

-Dislikes when you get up or move around without his help. Though, more chill and just lightly scold you for straining yourself.

-Then, soon, one day you're all better. But, he doesn't want you to leave. How strange. He didn't think he'd be this...attached to someone like yourself. Not like that, bit it's weird to him.

-He had seen humans come and go--grow old and die. He's never been this comfortable with humans before he'd met you. He doesn't want you to leave. Will you ever see each other again after you part ways? Probably not, but he doesn't want to take that chance.

-So, you can't leave just yet.

Karamatsu

Shikigami

-Karamatsu loves humans/humanity the MOST out of this list. He often tries to be 'in' with the culture no matter the time period. He goes through many "phases" trying to be what the humans deem is cool in certain points of time.

-He loves to collect and tell stories that humans tell, though can sometimes stretch it a little for a more theatrical performance.

-He often tries to interact with people and walk amongst them. But, it usually never goes well.

-His brothers often tease, but he's restless in his search for a human Karamatsu boy or girl.

-When he found you in the snow plains, a red staining the snow around you, he didn't hesitate to check out the scene.

-A group of people trying to take advantage of a defenseless Karamatsu boy or girl !! Of course he felt the need to intervene and help the poor soul.

-He manages to scare off the bandits, but by the time he gets to you, you're already out. It pains him to see such a beauty in so much pain.

-Karamatsu, without so much as a second thought, takes you somewhere much safer. A nice small cabin deep in the woods. That's where he nurses injured you back to health.

-At first, you're probably shocked, but maybe around the first week mark, you'll probably get used to it. If not, don't worry! You'll have a long time to adjust!

-He's very curious about you and the humans you surround yourself with. His knowledge of the culture is a little outdated, not by much. Still, it's nothing compared to understanding the real thing.

-He doesn't like when you try to get up. You need to recover. You'll probably hurt yourself! Don't worry, he'll do it for you!

-Honestly, just wants you to be safe. By far, you're the first human that he's ever gotten this close with--both metaphorically and literally.

-He just wants to keep you safe. There are monsters lurking both human and spirit. Surely you know.

-Karamatsu had already taken a liking to you since he met you, but over the time of your recovery, he's grown too attached to let you leave.

-You'll stay, won't you?

Choromatsu

Tengu

-Also kind of neutral, more lenient towards pretty humans. It's so painfully obvious, his brothers tease him about it, though he's incredibly indenile.

-While claiming he doesn't have an obvious leniency towards pretty humans, it is obvious to literally anyone. Including the mortals down in the villages.

-Choromatsu won't go out of his way to harm anyone he considers "pretty or cute", though his idea of pretty and cute is complicated! Not always about looks, but mannerisms, actions, etc.

-He spots you before. And, he folds at first glance. It's not difficult to be encouraged to help you. You're practically a sparkly treasure to be collected and safe guarded.

-But, then he watches as you're injured self begins to get surrounded by the group that seemed to have caught you.

-Choromats had quickly intervened, chasing off the group (probably off a cliff), before returning back to you.

-Laying in the snow, you were out cold and didn't seem to respond at all, your pulse being the only thing noting you're still alive.

-Won't deny, he was absolutely panicking at first, figuring out how to clean your injures properly.

-Eventually, he does somewhat figure it out, and once you're stable he takes that time to breathe. And, well, admire your sleeping form. Not in a creepy way, but just studying you.I

-When you do come around, he's trying and failing with his words for a moment.

-Takes care of you, and while he does often nag you, he's more so worried about how your recovery is coming along.

-Tends to kinda hover, keeping a close eye on you, telling you to lay down and get rest and that he can do whatever it was you wanted to get up to do.

-Will refuse to let you get up and do anything for yourself. Why have you do it when you have him? A literal waste, really!

-Even if he sees your coming around and the healing process is moving quicker than he wants, he still refuses to let you do anything.

-Now comes the time when you're ready to leave the nest. Pun.

-He obviously begs you to stay, much without words. Choromatsu doesn't want you to go now that he's oh so attached! You can't go. You won't leave, will you?

-Please don't leave .

Ichimatsu

Kitsune

-Ichimatsu, opposed to Karamatsu, probobly hates humans/humanity the most on this list.

-Often times, he was the cause of some humans lost or missing on the mountain. Though, he wouldn't go out of his way for anything unless angered or maybe he just felt malicious that day.

-Humans find him captivating despite his dislike for them. Even so, he won't admit it, but they do fascinate him on some occasions.

-He spots the bandits first, then you after he gets rid of those loud bandits that woke him from his nap. He considers getting rid of you, too.

-But, you're asleep. And, it seemed your leg is caught pretty badly. It doesn't seem like you'll be able to move far with your leg like that. You'll probably be dead in a matter of hours. He doesn't have to do a thing.

-No, he doesn't feel bad for you. Not one bit. You're just an unlucky human caught by the foot like some poor rabbit.

-Ichimatsu does somehow end up carrying you off elsewhere--somewhere more comfortable. Don't be mistaken, he may be helping you, but no further than this.

-Once you're safe in the small cabin, he does the bare minimum with your injuries and once your stable, he leaves.

-You'll wake up alone, and it'll probably be like that for maybe a few hours before you're visited by a stranger.

-Ichimatsu takes care you you between visits, though he doesn't speak to you often. You're probably scared being so close to a monster like himself.

-But, you grow comfortable in his presence and attempt to talk to him. Something he finds real odd, but almost sweet. He still doesn't talk to you though, but he almost wants to.

-His visits grow more frequent, and he even began bringing you gifts. Like dead animals. But, it's the thought that counts!

-He ends up more attached than he would've liked to admit. And, unlike some people on the list, he's more blunt that you remain here with him.

-You'll be stuck with a monster trash like him, but at least here he can keep you warm and fed.

-You're staying put. There's no reason for you to leave anyways.

Jyushimatsu

Inugami

-Honestly, it doesn't matter to Jyushimatsu. He's fairly friendly to any and all who walk in his path. Many run, but it doesn't bother him much.

-Though, if he had to love one thing about them, he absolutely loves their sports and activities. Often goes with Karamatsu to go take part in "human activities".

-But as one can assume, they get comically outed.

-Is fairly kind opposed to some on this list. He won't go out of his way to harm humans regardless how he feels, though when it comes to helping it's a 50/50. Normally at least tries. But, if he doesn't like you, he'll probably just watch with a lead stare.

-When he found you in the snow, you were surrounded, and he had accidentally hit one of the people with a baseball. Completely by accident. But, kinda thinks maybe the accident wasn't that much of an accident.

-Ends up completely making a fool of the group when leading them away. But, he quickly returns to where you had been laying.

-Similar to Choromatsu, he panics at first and is so unsure about how to go about this situation. Obviously he doesn't want to make it worse, but he really doesn't want you to die.

-He carries you off to the small cabin to tend to your wounds. It's sloppy patch-job, but it's alright.

-Watches you while you sleep. Pokes you now and again. When you don't move for too long Jyushimatsu does tend to panic a little but settles when you finally take in that breath of air.

-When you do wake up, he's happy you're up and not dead. Sure, he may not feel too bad if you died, but only because he didn't have a close enough connection to care, but that wouldn't mean he wouldn't care.

-Jyushimatsu tries to stay the entire time your recovering. While he does hover a little, he's more considerate of your space.

-Does whatever he can to make you laugh. Whether it's acting out a skit, telling jokes or just being goofy.

-Doesn't care if it makes him look dumb. As long as he at least gets a smile out of you it doesn't matter.

-Gets way too attached way to quick. And, when you're all better, he gets a little (lying) clingy.

-Whines and may even howl like a kicked puppy. Might even do tricks if it gets you to stay.

-Don't leave yet!!

Todomatsu

Baku-Danuki

-Todomatsu doesn't hate them, but he doesn't care for them either, similar to Osomatsu. However, he's more in with their culture, more so than Karamatsu. Only because he thinks it's cute.

-Prefers some time period clothing to others and can tend to stand out, but language is definitely up to date.

-He views humans/humanity as beneath him, or simply to play into his enjoyment. He has no issues getting rid of anyone that doesn't gives him what he wants out of an interaction. Absolutely stone cold.

-He spots a few humans gathering around, and grows curious as to what grabbed their attention.

-Their wares seem to interest him. Then, there's you. After disposing of the others, he's left with unconscious you. What to do with you.

-Well, you could be useful. You'll pretty much be indebted to him for saving you. Or, at least you should be.

-So, he drags you away from the scene, tenderly caring to your wounds, putting on a sweet and kind persona.

-When you awaken, he greets you gently, coming forward as the one who saved your life after he found you on the brink of death in the snow.

-Skeptical or not, you come around and thank him however you would. Already gaining praise from you. Admittedly, the praise feels...nicer than it should. He brushes it off, what else can he get from you.

-He slyly asks you questions, gaining more information of your personal life over a week, maybe two.

-You get up to do something, and being the ever so kind savior, he takes you back to bed, doing the task for you instead. Not that he wants to. He's playing the long game with your little life.

-But, you thank him, telling him just how kind he is. Todomatsu can't help but grow addicted to that feeling. Being appreciated and validated.

-Slowly, but surely, he begins to grow a bit (a lot) attached. He didn't think it was possible. But, soon he doesn't see you as just a human, but as you.

-Once you get better, he does contemplate poisoning you to get you to stay. Not much to kill you, but enough so he could still take care of you.

-Todomatsu doesn't do it. But, he has heavily considered it.

-He will try his damndest to get you to remain in this little cabin with him.

-You can't go yet! You need him!

So funny that Osomatsu and Karamatsu are my favorites in general, but Todomatsu is my favorite to write for, and Jyushimatsu is my favorite to draw. What.

I still dislike Choromatsu. There is no reason for it.

Anyway if you're here, try Arizona RX Energy Herbal Tonic Tea. It's so damn good. That's all lmao !!

[sprinkleonthatcriticism]

Just finished the new Helluva boss short: Mission: Wee-a-boo-boo and I want to say, it's pretty good (warning for spoilers)

I really love the design for the woman that Blitz has to kill for his cilent because of, what I assume is the client was being cyberbullied by this woman or the client was being brutally harassed by her fans to the point that they'd killed theirselves.

Honestly, They don't really explained how the client died so I just assume that it's either because of suicide because of what the girl did or they simply just died in an accident or whatever and decided that they want to put a hit on her lol

Also just realize that in this scene Blitz is activating the asmodean crystal by just rubbing it.. I'm gonna assume it's suppose to mimic how you rub someone's ya know because if you remember in the infamous penguin short (the one where the penguins are calling them slurs) the crystal only activates if you perform a sex act on it or something, idk lol

Also, I have a lot of questions about this scene.. she is wearing this sort of necklace that blocked Blitz's attack which she claims that it's official merch from an anime that she had watched.

Which if that's the case, how the hell is it magical if it's just some piece of plastic?? I'm guessing it's the pentagram on it and not gonna lie, when that scene happened I thought this girl was gifted some sort of magical ambulant by the Cherubs to protect her (as well as to fuck with Blitz because they probably somehow know what he is up to) or that she's secretly an angel but that was until I saw the pentagram and of course, what she had said.

Also, miss opportunity to use the word "Monster fucker" instead of "Monster lover" since that's what some people who want to fuck a monster or mythical creature are called :P

Also, love the Rawr paddle in the background, obvious nod to the infamous yaoi paddle

And finally, I love her sinner design.. the color scheme is so adorable and I love that ironically she's suppose to be a chubby cat demon considering what she called herself in that episode before her death.

Not sure about the wings though, I would've personally kept the wings out while keeping her cat like appearance but I do love the fact that her stockings turn into little demons or evil cat stockings.. I think that's really funny/creative :3

Unless their actually now fused to her legs considering there's two pink hooves on them.

[impala-dreamer]

Wicked Desire

A Supernatural Story

~There's never any promise in a one-night-stand, never any certainty when you catch a stranger's eye. It's dangerous, but there was never any question when Dean asked you to join him for a drink...~

Demon!Dean x Reader

1173 Words

Warnings: NSFW. Facial Fucking and Blow Jobs and Oh my. 

A/N: This was a TMA ask that I just rolled with...

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There’s too much tequila in your system and your body is tingling, limp and pliant. There’s absolutely no resistance when he shoves two thick fingers between your lips, no hesitation when he utters a command.

“Suck.”

Your tongue undulates against the pads of his fore and middle fingers and your mouth floods with saliva. You moan as he juts his fingers deeper inside. He wants to hear it, feel your throat contract around his digits, feel your lips block him from crawling fully inside.

“So fuckin’ sexy, sweetheart,” he coos, but there’s no love behind his words. There’s no praise either. It’s almost as if he’s telling himself and not you. You could be anyone, anything; just a bunch of well lubricated holes and he wouldn’t care.

Your eyes flutter closed when he pushes in deeper and your body protests as he skirts the very back of your throat. A lurching gag jerks you forward but he goes nowhere, enjoying the tears that leek out around your lashes.

“Knew I picked a good one.”

His laugh is cold and deep and somehow makes you melt a little more. You can feel yourself dripping, the heat pooling between your thighs, soaking into the thin black panties you’re wearing. Your knees are dug deep into the cheap roadhouse carpet and your thighs are burning from the pose, but he doesn’t seem to want to move, to change it up. He just wants to test your reflexes, your desire.

You look up and he’s grinning down at you, a devilish smirk that makes your heart race. He’s pure danger and absolute sex. There’s something so raw and hungry lurking beneath that beautiful freckled face and you want to know it, to feel it.

It also terrifies you.

There was too much confidence in the way he came at you in the bar, so sure he had you without even saying a word. Without warning, he’d sauntered up next to you, slapped a fifty down on the bar and flashed a smile that nearly knocked you off your feet.

The look of him, the heat pulsing off of his hand as it slid onto your thigh, the smell of him- musky and smoky with a hint of cinnamon- it was intoxicating. He had you hooked before he’d said a word.

“I’m Dean…”

You were lost in his eyes, addicted to the smooth tone of his voice. There was nothing he could ask for that you’d deny, nothing he could attempt that you’d pull away from.

When his fingers slide from your lips, you let out such a pathetic moan that it shocks you. You rock forward on your knees, mouth hung open and drooling, reaching for him again.

“Please…”

He looks down, shadowed chin dipping close to your face. He grabs your cheeks in one big hand, squeezing the hollows inward.

“How fuckin’ lucky am I? Picked up such a willing little slut and all it cost me was a few rounds.” His tongue juts out, thick and pink, and he licks at your puckered lips, teasing, tasting. “Awesome.”

He grins again and you swear his eyes change colors. The green vanishes and black appears, soaking through everything like an acid rain. Your body recoils, your breath catches hard, but he’s got you, his fingers tightening, blunt nails digging into your cheeks.

“Oh, don’t worry,” he says, laughter on the end of each word. “I’m not gonna hurt ya.” He licks his lips slowly and the green returns. “Not unless you ask, of course.”

His wink is insane and stunning and you nearly fall over when he releases his hold. He catches you with a strong hand at the base of your skull, pulling you back to center. He holds you there, fingers splayed across the back of your head as his free hand takes care of his zipper.

His jeans slink down, stopped by the top of his boots and he tugs his boxers from his hips. His cock is long but only half hard and he presents it with a slow thrust forward.

Your gaze settles in the cut of his thighs, those deep v lines that bring you right to his gorgeous cock. Hungry, you flash your eyes upward and pucker your already puffy lips.

“You don’t gotta wait for an invitation,” he jokes. “Have at it…”

He’s thick and deliciously warm. Salty tang floods your mouth as you take him in, lapping at his length with the tip of your tongue. You seal your lips tight around him and he moans, the sound is so beautiful, so deadly and erotic that all you can think about is doing it again.

Deeper and deeper you go until your nose is against him, until your breath is weak and your lips aching.

Dean keeps his fingers locked in your hair, guiding your rhythm, forcing you to keep going when your throat nearly closes. His moans are like a magic spell weaving through your head and blocking everything else out.

“Just like that… Fuck!”

You grab at his hips, holding yourself to him as he takes over, thrusting when he can’t hold back anymore. His cock throbs on your tongue and his pleasure seems to wash through you. Your nipples tighten, your clit pulses.

So wicked, you think, that he’s turned your mouth into a sloppy cunt just like that. It was so easy… all it took was a few shots and a brilliant smile.

Dean picks up his pace, jerking his hips almost painfully into your face. You hold your breath and suck hard, knowing he’s close but praying he lasts. Your pussy is throbbing so hard that it hurts, the wetness leaking down your thighs. You need him to pull away, grab you up and slam you into the wall, fuck you until there’s no more you. You need him to break you, to make you cum so hard you can’t remember your name, your own face, your sense of self.

Your lungs are burning when he cums and you suck in a shaky breath as he coats your tongue. Too surprised to think, a bit squeaks out of the corner of your mouth and you slurp it back in, swallowing him down with a moan.

Hand still locked on the back of your head, Dean thrusts in deep once more and holds you there, loving the feel of your throat constricting around him. He softens slowly and groans out a lazy sigh.

“Fuckin’ hell, sweetheart…”

He backs away and you teeter on your knees, falling forward onto the ugly carpet.

“You got some skill, I’ll give you that.”

He buttons up before you can reach him, crawling like a bitch in heat on your hands and knees. You wait at his feet, still aching and horny.

“But--”

He looks down and sucks his teeth, huffs out a curt laugh. “I’ll getcha next time.”

He’s gone before you can scramble to your feet, leaving you with nothing but a wink and an empty promise.

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[britt-kageryuu]

I don't know if this is already an AU or not, but I'll put a something of an outline of this idea.

It's in a similar vein to StarBlind, a rottmnt fic where Leo is blind but has a Mystic Sight. With a couple other similar ideas from other AUs I've seen.

Just it's MK who's blind in this concept.

I don't know when/how MK is blinded, but that will change how the plot flows.

Though there's a subtle layer of magic over the city because of DBK, Sun Wukong, and LBDs Casket, it's not noticable to most people except for more sensitive to magic Demons/Yaoguai.

That lingering magic kinda helps MK navigate, with quite some practice.

Similarly people all have 'magical contamination' from living in the City which is how MK can "See" them.

From there it all depends on how the plot would need to adapt around MK being blind. Because it depends on when MK goes blind, and maybe how. Though some changes are kinda big.

Like one big thing is meeting Sun Wukong and Macaque, like let's say MK 'sees' smaller versions their War Forms instead of their bodies. Which might be confusing for the part where MK wanders onto PIF and Red Son releasing DBK, unless this is when MK loses his sight.

I still want to have an Artist MK somehow, so let's just say that the art supplies have Bits of Magic Contamination that just so happens to match the colors. And MK can 'see' what he draws/paints more vibrantly than other works because he unintentionally puts a small bit of own magic into them.

So in that same idea each person and demon/yaoguai have a signature color to their magic that MK uses to identify specific people.

This idea is very open for interpretation, and I sure as heck can't really wrap my head around for how to change things. So have fun with this!

[cloakedsparrow]

Bat Family 'Bruce is Tim's Biological Parent' AU Idea #3

The couple that Talia secretly adopted the baby she faked a miscarriage with at the end of Batman: Son of the Demon were Jack and Janet Drake.

None of those involved know that Tim is Bruce and Talia’s biological child.

A couple years after giving up Tim (whose adopted name she never knew), Talia encounters Bruce again and the sparks fly, same as always. She ends up pregnant again (maybe he needs to make/carry bat-condoms?) but this time, Bruce doesn’t stick around so he doesn’t know. Maybe it's because he doesn’t know; maybe Ra’s is insistent that Talia stay safe so not to lose this baby; maybe Ra’s knows she hid the previous baby from him and keeps her under watch this time; maybe Talia just doesn’t have it in her to give up another child; in any case, she keeps Damian and does her best to raise and protect him.

Tim has Talia’s hair, cheekbones, lips, eye shape, and more lithe build. He has Bruce’s skin tone. He has Martha Wayne’s ears and eye color. He has Ra's jawline and Thomas Wayne's eyebrows.

Damian has Bruce’s hair, cheekbones, jawline, brow line, and more muscular build. He has Talia’s skin tone, eye color, and eye shape. He has Thomas Wayne’s lips and eyebrows. He has Ra’s ears.

They don’t look like brothers unless you know enough about both sides of the family to see the connections. No one really does, so the connection isn’t made.

Until one day, when Damian is going through a box of photos in Tim’s room and sees a photo of a dark haired baby with a necklace he’s seen in photos before. It was his mother’s, and before that, his grandmother's. His mother said it was a family heirloom that went missing a few years before Damian was born.

Damian takes the photo to Tim to demand to know about it.

A very confused Tim answers that it’s a photo of him as an infant.

Damian demands to know about the necklace.

“Oh, that? It's pretty cool, huh? It was a parting gift from my birth mother. I still have it in a safety deposit box my mom set up for me.”

“Your birth mother?”

“Yeah, I was adopted…before Bruce adopted me. When I was born.”

“Who were your parents?!”

“You mean my birth parents? I don’t know. It was a private adoption and my parents never encouraged me to ask about it."

"And you never checked after they died?!"

"No...? Why would I? And why do you care?”

Damian refuses to answer but demands a copy of the photo. He secretly sends it to Talia.

She realizes that, somehow, against all odds, her boys have found each other. They’re with their father. They’re safe (relatively speaking) and being cared for. In a perfect world, she would have been able to keep both and raise them alongside her beloved, but in the world she lives in, this is better than she ever dared hope for.

Heaven help Ra’s the next time he makes a move against any of her children (she has totally mentally adopted Jason and Dick & Cass are technically her step-children, so…the whole family is basically under her protection now, even if they don’t realize it yet).

[phenphoenix]

Vaggie pulled her mask off, trying to catch her breath. Nailing another sinner through the torso.

They were all screaming.

Didn't they know this was mercy?

She flew down another alley, and found a small child. The kid was trembling, pressed into the wall.

Terrified.

What had a kid done to get into hell?

...they were doing the right thing... right?

Screams answered her.

This wasn't right.

"Go, now," she whispered, pulling back her spear, and the kid bolted. Vaggie let out a sigh.

She needed to tell-

"Vaggie, what are doing?!"

Vaggie spun around. Emily-?

Before she had a chance to respond, the seraphim had moved, and-

Pain. Horrific terrible pain.

Vaggie screamed, falling to the ground, grabbing her eye. Or... the socket. Her eye lay on the ground. Emily moved over it.

"Wait-!"

Vaggie screamed as she was pinned to the ground, and felt a quick motion. Her wings!

Emily backed up, looking furious, holding her blade tightly....

The anger faded, and the seraphim looked horrified. Glancing at the golden ichor laying around, then at Vaggie. Emily's shoulders tensed, but she turned around and took flight.

Vaggie struggled forward.

Fallen.

Grimacing, she yanked her halo off her head and stumbled to her feet.

She needed to move.

I think it would be interesting if Vaggie still has her halo. Emily isn't quite as cruel as Lute, but in a fit of rage she would actually cast Vaggie out, but leave once she realized what she did. Does she tell Sera what exactly she did? Does Vaggie actually still have her halo, or is that how Velvette found out? Was it trashed with her uniform?

This AU has me in a chokehold, so I hope you like what I wrote.

Ohgggg I love your guy's brains sm-

I'd say that, yes, Emily would leave in a hurry. Leaving vaggie with her halo. But vaggie trashes it herself. I'm still not sure what exactly gives her away to Velvette, but I do like the idea of it being a culmination of things. In this AU, the only thing that can cause an angel to bleed is angelic steal. More specifically, angelic steal used with intent to protect. So vaggie bleeding to get revealed never happens. Which in and of itself kinda gives her away. I also like to think that angels (even fallen ones) Heal very quickly. So even just by the time Velvette found vaggie in that alleyway, the scars on her back and face had looked like they'd been there for a while. But still, two long scars down someone's back... someone who, no matter how hard you try, never bleeds. Who never talks about their time alive and despite being a recent member in hell, doesn't fully understand current Earth trends....or any trends at all. Someone who also seems rather knowledgeable about certain overlords, some even long sense been dead. The pieces start to add up eventually....

Also, I will say that while vaggies skin is strong, she can still get bruises. Because of the color of her skin, tho they don't look all that different, then what'd you'd expect. But if one is deep enough, there is a slight golden tent. This could also be what hits the final nail in the coffin for Vel.

Angels can be hurt in many ways, but anything lethal can't be done to them unless it's by another angel or demon wielding an angelic weapon. But both still need to do it with the intent to protect and be "out for love"

(I've also had the thought that Vel somehow learns this and gets angelic fibers woven into her gloves, so hitting vaggie hurts her even more than previously. Vel using her twisted love for her image and status as a way to still fit into the rule)

[jkj-digital]

Saw your reblog and mate if you got queer visual novel recs I got spare time that needs eating.

If you´ve come for gay furry visual novels, this is certainly a place with recommendations

Assume NSFW, Unfinished, and free unless otherwise specified

Adastra – get kidnapped by handsome space wolf and become involved in political shenanigans. The one that least needs an introduction – COMPLETE!

Astatos – A pair of mages (kind of) lose their home, summon a god and a devil, and help solve various political issues using card game mechanics. The queerness of this one is pretty heavily constrained to subtext, but there’s no doubt that all major characters are hot men in various states of undress – PAID, SFW

Chardonnay Romancia – Innkeeper who hates heroes discovers an amnesiac hero who quickly becomes obsessed with him, among many other subplots. The characters find themselves in many explicit scenarios, often enough against their will – PAID

Deers and Deckards – As a college student, get into a relationship with either your best friend, his dad, or both. Also, at some point the game decides it becomes tired of its light-hearted tone and takes a dip into a more supernatural setting. Currently, only the polygamy route is complete.

Demons Within – You play a demon of lust influencing the emotions of a soldier and those around him, attempting to assist your host while also growing your own power and keeping them ignorant of your existence.

Devil’s Gambit – A doctor reunites with an old friend, uncovering a supernatural mystery and kicking off a strange romance.

Glory Hounds – A young man finds himself with an unexpected employment opportunity: becoming a sidekick to a superhero.

The Human Heart – Wake up as the only human in a familiar world and find yourself adopted by a colorful group of friends – SFW

In Case of Emergency – Find yourself as the last of the chosen ones in gay furry Narnia and awkwardly ingratiate yourself into the longstanding group of heroes – COMPLETE!

Kingsguard – When things go to hell at your royal birthday how will you reclaim your throne from the magical forces trying to take it from you and, more importantly, which of your kingsguard will you fall in love with

Minotaur Hotel – Discover the true story of (and also fall in love with) the Minotaur of legends and turn his crumbling home into a home for the lost. Even among visual novels, this one is a slow burn, but it’s absolutely worth it

My Pirate Husbandos – Get rescued from drowning at sea by a crew of rowdy, and very gay, pirates, and help them until you earn yourself a place among their ranks

Nekojishi – Become forced to face an uncertain future when you suddenly awaken the ability to see spirits and find yourself fought over by three handsome cat men who each want you to become the priest of their shrine (or equivalent) – SFW, COMPLETE!

Orveia – Awaken in an unfamiliar and horny world along with your best friend (who somehow arrived about a decade before you did) and several handsome men to become an adventurer. This game contain heavy RPG mechanics

Pervader – Discover your kindly DILF of an employer is a wizard and get infected with “becomes a wizard” disease along with the heir to an order of knights whose primary goal is to stamp out all magic

Shelter – Become enraptured in a strange world of medieval fantasy dogs, and protect your home in a world that wants to take that away from you

The Smoke Room – Learn to trust again in the wild west in 1915 after a man you though loved you tried to kill you, while the world itself seems to want to drown you in your guilt

Temptation´s Ballad – A young rogue trying to live up to his father, a commoner with an obsession with adventuring, and a sheltered chosen one looking to broaden their horizons form an adventuring party by happenstance and find themselves with a quest far larger than any of them believed

[bimu2ndo]

So here's a list of ideas I came up with for new Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss OCs! If you like any of the ideas, feel free to use them, but don't forget to credit me — at least, just the first time you use it :P

Hazbin Hotel OC ideas:

1. A character that has been hired by Valentino to be Angel Dust's bodyguard.

2. An older sister for Valentino, who sometimes scares him (mostly because he wants to look good in front of her), but he also wants to impress her — like a child seeking for attention — and he cares for her.

3. If you have an OC who is one of the Vees, give them an assistant unless they already have one (best to make their outfit/uniform's color palette match their boss's appearance).

4. A child of Rosie's (whether they're adopted or biologically hers is up to you), who sees Alastor as the cool uncle and looks up to him.

5. A Winner Angel who is Velvette's brother, with hair that matches hers but is lighter (light pink, baby blue and white).

Helluva Boss OC ideas:

1. (OC × Striker) A Goetia who was kidnapped by Striker, but while they were tied up at the back of Bombproof, they chatted with Striker and somehow ended up bonding (OC should probably have a silly/ kind/ goofy/ bubbly personality, but suit yourselves and get creative with that however you want, I guess) :3

2. A brother for Glitz and Glam. If a younger brother, his sisters baby him. If an older brother, they max out his credit cards :)

3. An introverted and shy succubus who is Verosika's younger sister (because I think it will be cute to see Verosika as an overprotective older sister). She probably gets bullied and harassed by demons for not acting like a succubus.

4. A duo. Goetia and imp girlsies. The Goetia is tall and bubbly (like Pinkie Pie from MLP), while the imp is short and has Rarity (from MLP)’s personality. But then they also give off Darwin and Gumball energy.

5. A Goetia family that's chessboard themed, who live in a black and white castle.

Ideas that work for both Hazbin and Helluva:

1. Flower demons: a bunch of Hellborns who's looks are supposed to resemble flowerers. They could live in a place called Ivy Pits or Belladonna Town (or if you have a more creative name then you could use that too because I'm currently lacking creativity Imao).

2. Fallen Angel OC who was accidentally sent to Heaven as a Winner (what did they do to make the other angels realize that they were there by mistake?)

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Hey guys, I need suggestions on two characters to fuse their designs for adoptables I will make. Cannon Hazbin/Helluva x Other cannon character from different fandom. Just give me names, I will design them however I want. This is NOT a custom adopt :)

Example: Zestial (from HH) x Varian (from TTS)

***NOT A SHIP!!! THIS IS JUST A DESIGN FUSION***

[raphsmuneca]

Monster pt. 2 - Azrielle

• 18+ • Tmnt AU • Tmnt Bayverse • Aged 30 + • Folklore, Romance, Violence • Inspired by ROTTMNT

((I just wanna let my tumblrinas/inos know, idk where I'm going with this story, but I'll be writing in small pieces & maybe by part 4 things will make more sense.)) :) ♥️🫶🏼

𝓜𝓞𝓝𝓢𝓣𝓔𝓡 (𝓟𝓽. 2) - 𝓐𝔃𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮

-> 𝓟𝓽. 1 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮! <- ⬅️ Part 1

✧༺♥༻✧ ✧༺♥༻✧ ✧༺♥༻✧ ✧༺♥༻✧

There was nothing subtle about Hell’s Deviant Point.

The yokai swam and flew throughout the expanse freely, like an overgrown swarm of creepy crawlers, with their wings and horns. Some of their faces made me want to crawl back into my shell, and others, were human-like and beautiful even. Like the mistress Azrielle Cyprus...

The Boss Master, Izael, was a fourteen-hundred year old, descendant of the sea monster yokai, and now the master of this demon realm. Izael had a twin brother, Izmael; known to the humans as Satan; who was spellbound by a beautiful sorceress, which is said to be responsible for his death. Izael swore in the name of his deceased brother to protect his wee one. The little girl ended up in her uncle’s loving palms and has been with him since. Izael, himself, fathered a daughter of his own, a sweet young yokai, Izamary; the reason for our alliance with the demons and Mikey’s broken heart.

I don’t know how much of the first part is true, but Mikey’s annoying weeping | can vouch for. He was a sucker for love and of all women to walk the earth, he fell for one that didn’t even share the same dimension. But, who was I to speak...

Although, he’d rescue the demon master’s daughter, Izamary nor Azrielle, were allowed to marry outside of their own kind. But somehow, Izael didn’t seem to mind so much our nearness around the young ladies...

Or so Donnie “noted.”

“Raphael-San? Is that you?”

An older, raspy and high pitched voice pulled me out of the deep trance. I looked down to meet the face of the ancient Boss Master, Izael. The short statured demon barely reached my knees. If power was rated by height, I’d say he was as strong as a flea. Hmm...

“That’s right. Unless there’s another wise ass around?”

The elder’s laughter hurt my internal ears.

“Well, well, my son! Please do enter! You bring me silly tales of the human world, I presume?”

The antiquated demon enjoyed stupid stories, mostly that of humans. He found the human species to be “brainless, idiotic, and amusing.”

“Sorry, not tonight. I came because I have some questions, and thought maybe you could help me by answering a few of them for me.”

Izael turned his neck slightly, eyeing me up and down as he did so. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room changed, the air felt thick, and the servants close by stiffened in their positions. The master’s silence was disquieting, delaying me of my premature inquiries. He knew something, but from my opinion, it was best to let him keep doing the talking.

“I know what you’ve come for, Raphael. Why don’t you follow me to my dojo and we can continue talking there.” He eyed his servants in distaste. “Be gone! Now!” He shooed them, hitting a few of his men with his walking stick.

“You and dad sure do have a lot in common.” That earned me an ugly frown from the old man. He and Splinter were well acquainted, but just like dad, the demon master wasn’t fond of being compared to the other. Grumpy old men. Damn, I sure as hell hope to never end up like them...

Unlike our own, this dojo presented an impeccable atmosphere, with ancient Japanese calligraphy and art adorning the washi walls of the equilateral room. The furnishings showcased a palette of neutral colors, embodying pure zen. Notwithstanding it’s seemingly more confined nature compared to our lair, this space paradoxically felt more spacious and relaxing. For a human, this was hell. For me? Leoless heaven.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate my brother. Far from it. I just wished he understood me sometimes. Fuck! I gotta stop looking around and get back to what I came here for...

Answers.

The demon master must’ve read my face, because immediately after taking his seat at the chabudai, he motioned for me to sit across from him.

“Come, Raphael-San. I have much to discuss with you.”From the deep frown on his face, I assume it’s not going to be a tete a teté among a host and his visitor. This was serious and I had an inkling the Boss Master Izael had the answers to my questions long before I decided to come here.

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…….

“I know I was framed, Izael! But just how the fuck am I gonna find this jerk face if I don’t know his name?”

We were less than fifteen minutes into our conversation, when the demon master claimed to know exactly who the true murderer of that innocent girl was. The flashbacks kept intruding, infuriating me more as the demon lord went on. I remember every detail…Her hand reaching out to me, pleadingly. She wasn’t supposed to be there. The blood. She was just an innocent bystander…

“She was just an innocent girl! Another foolish teen! Why was she even there?! AHHHH!!”

I smashed my fists against the wood of the chabudai. Glad I didn’t break it.

“Easy, my son. All will fall into place in due time.”

“Izael, you know I wouldn’t disrespect you like this, especially after you knighting me and my brothers and welcoming us into your realm. But, please, in the name of fuckery, give me the name of the man who drafted me into his scheme!”

There was pain in his voice as he spoke to me. I could read through the calm of his tone, and from the looks of it, this mystery wasn’t only mine to solve. Izael needed me as much as I needed him.

"The man you seek lives among your kind, but he is a full bred yokai. He disguises himself as a man. Now, you know that I cannot reach your world without penalty or suffering. I’ve been chained to this plane for many a century. There is a night crawler much like yourself, but with ill intent, that has a lead according to one of my henchmen. I didn’t bother to reach you because I knew well that you’d eventually come to me.”

A yokai that lives among my kind? A night crawler? A lead?

“Why didn’t your henchman come to me?!”

“All wealth of news that comes to my attention by one of mine in this realm must be kept here, Raphael-San. You know this. You are a Deviant Knight in this world. You know my rules, and let that be the last time you question my actions.”

The old man was becoming irate with my demanding attitude. What else was new? Keep your mouth shut, dumbass!

“Okay, old man. Just don’t micro dose the information. I’m running out of patience.”

“Very well then. The night crawler I speak of is a vampire, who goes by the name of Nico De’ Jesus. He roams on your terrain as we speak. He is as greedy as he is bloodthirsty. He is the one who has told the story of the defeated terrapin in New York City. My henchman believes to recall the name of the maker of said terrapin’s misfortune after hearing Nico’s tale.”

“So there is someone else behind all this?! I fucking knew it! Agh!”

“There is. Vice.” The old man’s eyes twitched after speaking the name.

“Vice? And why would this “Vice” fella have it out for me? I’ve never heard of the guy before now.”

“Here’s the part you might find unpleasant. He wasn’t necessarily targeting you. To be more specific, he was seeking revenge on Michelangelo. You see, he is the brother of my daughter’s late fiancé, Joker. Or as his old crew liked to call him, Ace. Ace…Joker. Such ridiculous names. Anywho, I had placed an order for his execution. An order Michelangelo took upon himself to deliver, for the sake of my daughter’s safety.”

“Mikey?!”

My chest felt heavy, making it hard to breathe. The news was overwhelming. I had been trying to uncover the enemy who wanted to harm me, but Mikey’s sudden involvement was a shock. Throughout my life, I had been the one pursued, hated, and hunted. But my younger brother had never been in the line of fire. Not Mikey. Even with all the blood on his hands, Mikey never harmed anyone who was innocent. He was the least deserving of both punishment or cruelty of any kind. It all began to make sense…

“A brother for a brother.” My voice was hushed in disbelief. It was difficult to swallow. The only thing on my mind now was Mikey’s safety. Leo. Donnie. My brothers!

“My son, while I acknowledge your anger, I must make a most unpalatable request of you. I need the bold and audacious yokai…alive.”

This is no time for making requests. The old man must be losing his senses.

“Alive?! Forgive me, Izael, but have you gone mad?!”

Izael sighed now. He seemed agitated and at the same time, spent.

“Raphael, I need him here, do you understand? It is my judgement to make. He shall be punished under my court of law!”

I guess Izael had forgotten who I was. It was one thing to hunt disobedient yokai that brought harm to this world, but for a yokai to bring chaos into my world, to my life, to my brother’s life? No one was going to stop me from ridding both worlds of that demon! No, Izael. I'm sorry my friend, but this fuck face was mine to handle, and mine alone.

“Right.”

I got up to leave, but in less than a second, the demon master held a hand on my sai, stopping me from taking my leave.

“In order to make sure you follow my rules, Raphael, I’ll be sending someone with you. I do have eyes and ears in your world, but I need a voice of reason in my stead.”

Fuck! He’s onto me. Eh, who am I kidding? I’m a crappy liar.

“And just exactly who is this “voice of reason” that you speak of? And please don’t say it’s Silver Wing.”

A smirk formed on the demon’s face. In return, I gave him one of my shit eating ones. To think he could best me. Pfft!

“No, you belligerent beast! My niece, Azrielle, will be your guide.”

It felt like a frog had been lodged in my throat. I was so mouthy before and now I was tongue-tied! I had to take a moment before the air fought it’s way back into my lungs.

“Azrielle?”

“Yes. AZRIELLE!! Come child!” Izael called his beloved niece.

Her beautiful voice sung through the hallway just a few moments later. Azrielle, the princess mermaid yokai. Azrielle, the woman that haunted my dreams and kept me up at night. Azrielle....the reason I still had hope. Izael, you clever fuck. Silver Wing’s words rung true...

In this place, I really wasn’t the only monster.

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Trespasser Pt. 6

The Crossroads

Trespasser Masterpost Previous: The Antaam

The PC gathers their party and enters the Crossroads.

PC: This is the Crossroads. Morrigan brought me here while showing me the eluvians.

If Sera in party Sera: It’s pretty, I guess. Kind of… stretchy. (Shivers.) Too many colors.

PC (Dalish PC): I’d forgotten all the colors.

Party comments:

Varric: What are you talking about? Everything’s all grey.

Vivienne: Colors? It all looks supremely drab to me.

Dorian: Everything looks grey and murky to me.

Cassandra: What do you mean? Everything is grey.

Iron Bull: Colors? All I see is hazy crap.

Blackwall: Everything looks washed out.

Sera: But… there’s patterns all over. It’s like glass from where’s it… Serault. Isn’t it?

PC: I wonder if it somehow looks different to elves.

Sera: How would that work? Eyes are eyes, or supposed to be! Ugh, stupid place!

—

The PC follows the main path down to an inactive eluvian that looks covered in blood.

PC: Judging by the bloodstains, he tried to get through here.

Blackwall: Is there a problem? Iron Bull: What’s wrong? That one doesn’t like you? Cassandra: Is something wrong?

PC: This mirror doesn’t look broken, but it’s inactive. Maybe there’s a way to unlock it.

—

[This banter triggers at any secondary/optional eluvian.]

The PC finds an eluvian around the corner, away from the main path.

Sera: Why are we playing Silly buggers out here? Varric: Not quite where we wanted to go, but still, not bad. Cole: This goes everywhere. Even places that aren’t anymore. Vivienne: Not precisely where we intended to go, darling, but still an amusing diversion.

Demons appear.

PC: Look out! ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Blackwall: Demons! Put them down!

Blackwall: Demons. They’ll not get through me. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Cassandra: Take down the demons!

Cassandra: Watch out!

Cassandra: Demons! Hold your ground! ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Cole: They’re here!

Cole: We need to kill them first!

Cole: They’ll hurt the helpless unless we stop them. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Dorian: Oh look—more demons for us to clean out. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Iron Bull: Let’s kill the damn demons, already!

Iron Bull: Demons, huh? Ready when you are. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Sera: Toughies coming!

Sera: Right, if we’re killing demons, let’s kill some ruddy demons. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Varric: These will put up a fight!

Varric: Everyone ready?

Varric: There was a time when I went weeks without seeing a demon.

Varric: Watch out! ㅤㅤ ㅤ

Vivienne: Demons. Do not hesitate. Blackwall: Wasn’t planning on it.

Vivienne: Return these creatures to the Fade.

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The PC doubles back following more blood towards an active eluvian.

PC: The blood trail leads us to this mirror.

Cassandra: Let us see where this Qunari came from.

Iron Bull: Right. Let’s see what this guy came from.

Blackwall: Good. Let’s see where this Qunari took his wounds.

Next: Elven Mountain Ruins

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So this is gonna be a looong list, be prepared!

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[sonicasura]

What if the bots somehow got sent to the ink realm? Or instead of changing them into ink creatures Gent just sent them into the machine? Would the bots be unaffected by the ink since they aren't organic, keeping their color and/or normal look, or would they still be in the drawn style/inked like Audrey and Henry are? And imagine if the Cons got sent too, they'd all face unimaginable horrors, or endless cycles of their greatest regrets/trauma like Riley in Secrets of The Machine.

The sheer amount of lost ones, swarming searchers and butcher gang members, Alice who reminds Arcee so much of Airachnid she wants to strangle her, Sammy worshipping the Ink Demon, etc.

If the kids get sucked in, and the bots most likely go in after them, Sammy could snatch and possibly worship or sacrifice Raf since the kids could possibly completely transition to toons inside the machine anyways, Alice would most definitely snatch Miko and either fawn over her or start making preparations to cut her face off, Jack would probably stumble across Buddy and Henry or Allison and Tom while trying to find the others.

Count the ground lucky that they befriended Bendy. This was most likely a trap set by GENT affiliated MECH members to subdue bots from either faction with our unlucky picks being: Breakdown, Knockout, Arcee, Starscream, Bulkhead and Optimus. Cybertronians cannot fully be consumed by the ink unless it reaches their spark. (Spark exposure is already a dangerous affair hence why they have chambers.)

They will be subjected to the inky realm's toon just like all the other residents: dull yellowish paper tone, faded ink colors, and 'squashed' to fit inside(shrunken to human or that big searcher size). Blasters don't work too well either so the bots are forced to use physical attacks. The Lost Ones avoid either group and instead opt to watch them from the shadows.

The Searchers/Butcher Gang/Ink Spiders are what they have to worry about. Apparently Cybertronians 'agitate' the inky well so these monstrosities will swarm the bots on sight. The kids becoming toons is a byproduct of Bendy's claim. It's a way to protect them from the ink's hazardous properties.

They still retain key details to identify them. Miko(Alice) has her hairstyle and face is more narrow. Jack(Boris) retains shirt along pompadour. Raf(Bendy) has his glasses and some of his wild hair. They absolutely freaked out upon seeing themselves but were revealed to know they'll back to normal once they leave.

Now for the loop, it's mix between BATIM, BATDR and the latest BSOTM. All three merged haphazardly since GENT didn't care about the setting for their trap on the bots. This leads to two-three characters getting dropped in a different game's area. Solving puzzles is mandatory in order to reach the different sections.

As for the Bendy characters, you are right on our TFP cast encountering some of them. Malice being a menace to Arcee and Miko. Optimus keeping Raf away from Sammy. Starscream and Breakout shrieking in horror as they are locked in with Bertrum. Bulkhead arguing with Knockout while Henry wonders what he got into this time.

Eventually Bendy shows up to get everyone out, fully uncaring that includes the Decepticon cause he's pissed about the Ink Machine's current state. The chimeric loop is barely stable plus GENT practically ruined all the work Audrey done for the residents inside. Ink Machine now lays still in a secret location only the bots, the Jasper Trio, and Bendy can find.

The three cons rather not mention where they been for the past few hours, punishment be damned.

[janyxbeloved]

KNY oc content, no pics yet, I'm not done with their arts yet. We listen and we don't judge(Unless your oc is genuinely concerning to the fan base, which I hope is not the case) and I've been waiting to share this for a while.

Slayers for now, demon oc is next! Ramble about your OCS too if you want! I DONT GIVE A FUCK IF THEYRE OP BTW I JUST LIKE SEEING PEOPLE GET SO CREATIVE!

Ichiinama Hanakitsune （花狐一稲間 Hánakitsuné Ichiinámá)

"As a child, I never understood why I was the way I was, it just happened. I was a hermit and I never got any friends. No one wanted to associate with me because of how quiet and timid I was at the time. No one wanted me as a friend. And somehow I was unbothered, I wasted my childhood being inside my room or outside under a tree, reading away at books I've read over and over again. Even some demons thought that my hobby was stupid, reminding me why I never had friends as a child when it was all I ever wanted. I trained hard to be where I am today. I can't say my life was wasted doing swordsmanship, I found people who appreciate me for being me. I will never put myself down like that ever again." - Ichiinama Hanakitsune to herself in Abnormal situation

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Age: 14

Height: 170cm(5'7)

Weight: 56kg

Birthday: July 23rd

Hair color: Black and silver

Eye color: Silver

Affiliation: Demon Slayers Corps

Occupation: Demon slayer, Spirit Hashira

Combat style: Spirit breathing

Status: Alive (Before infinity castle arc) - Desceased

Brief background introduction:

Ichiinama was born into the Hanakitsune family, she is smart - Despite the lack of resources, she's managed to impress her parents with her brains, her parents call her and her sister beautiful, however, Ichiinama was never one to express her ideas and inputs, some say she was a hermit. Always stuck with books instead of people, envious of her sister being a social butterfly, she was desperate to have friends but not many wanted to discuss the otherwise "nerdy" topics. So she just kept to herself. One day, her home was infiltrated by demons, killing both her mother and father, leaving her and her sister to fend for themselves. They ran until they came across Gyomei Himejima, Ichiinama's older sister, tired from carrying her, pleaded with Gyomei to save Ichiinama and just leave her - However, despite the given issue, Gyomei refused to take only Ichiinama and took both sisters with him. Her older sister was around 17 at the time of their rescue and Ichiinama was only 10. Now, as the Spirit Hashira(スピリットハシラ Seirei Bashira) - Ichiinama is 14 and her older sister is 21. She attended the final selection at the same time as Muichiro Tokito and Aoi Kanzaki they managed to become friends and Ichiinama finally accepted the fact that she was just mingling with the wrong group because Muichiro and Aoi were actually... Really great friends. Don't allow those looks to fool you, she's actually really nice once you get to know her.

Uniform description

Ichiinama wears the standard corps uniform - Under the watchful eye of Shinobu Kocho, Ichiinama received the uniform that was tailored by another Kakushi NOT Masao Maeda. Ichiinama wears pants, rather than a skirt. Ichiinama also wears a gray Haori with rainy cloud-like pattern. Alongside with gray Kyahan with the same pattern as her Haori, blue tabi socks and dark blue zōri with dark blue straps.

General appearance

Ichiinama wears the standard corps uniform tinted in dark purple. Has black hair with silver streaks that were natural. Silver eyes with spiderwebs as pupils. She looks almost identical to her older sister aside from a few features. She wears a necklace with a fox pendant. Her hair hangs low, past her shoulders. She has glasses on her.

Inspirations:

Japanese paitings

Athena and Ares (EPIC: The musical)

Artemis (Greek Goddess because she isn't in EPIC)

Clouds

Ghosts

Ayano Aishi

Overall abilities:

Ichiinama is a quick thinker, saving some from a potential casualty. Using her brain to formulate all sorts of tactics,

Demon slayers abilities:

Demon slayer mark: During her battle against Gyokko, alongside Muichiro Tokito, she managed to resonate her demon slayer mark with the help of Muichiro Tokito, whom she resonated from.

Transparent world: She was able to access the transparent world and look right through Kokushibo, however, true fear as struck her as she realized she, along her comrades, were most likely bested by this powerful demon.

Songs that would sound similar to her personality:

Just a man - Facing an internal struggle with her personality and her actions. Tends to act out in anger even though it wasn't her intention, she's only fighting for her life.

We'll be fine - Strongly believes she and her loved ones will be okay.

Keep your friends close - As if to say you can't trust everyone you meet for a short period. Wants to get to know people before trusting them entirely. Has trust issues so wants to know people before considering them as friends.

Open arms - Greets everyone in a happy way, the Tanjiro effect helped her understand that you can greet the world with open arms.

Trivia

Ichiinama's name is derived from the following terms: Ichi-i-nama (Ichi-One, i-beautiful, nama-pureness/freshness) - Relatively, her surname, Hanakitsune means "Flower fox".

Ichiinama's level of openness is 40%.

The books she likes to read consist of fiction and non-fiction.

She owns a copy of the Odyssey. (HAHA-)

Other than her Kasugai bird, Ichiinama has two cats Hachi and Katsu.

She is a dual blade user, the charms on her blade were gifts from Muichiro Tokito and Aoi Kanzaki on her birthday.

She has a snow owl as her Kasugai crow. The owl is a shy and timid bird named Rōzuuddo

Ichiinama's hobby is weaving.

Like Genya Shinazugawa, Ichiinama addresses her sister formally, calling her "Aneki" the female counterpart of "Aniki".

Ichiinama has very legible and neat handwriting.

Her favorite food is Miso soup.

Ichiinama views the other hashiras as follows:

"She's beautiful and smart. I like her." - Insect Hashira

"I find him immature. Maybe that's his sense of humor..." - Sound Hashira

"He comes to my library sometimes. Borrows books and then returns them when he's done reading them, he has pretty eyes and I see him talk to Kanroji-san." - Serpent Hashira

"I talked to him a few times. He was mostly quiet but he did want to borrow a book from me." - Water Hashira

"I admire his strength. Despite that, he's pretty nice." - Stone Hashira

"He once bought a book collection for me. I'm thankful he thinks my reading hobby is fun, he has a pleasant aura." - Flame Hashira

"She's really pretty. I love her hair. It's really pretty." - Love Hashira

"He's a gruff." - Wind Hashira

"He's a good friend. Even if he does tend to forget who I am." - Mist Hashira

"I admire my sister. She's strong and she cares for me." - Smoke Hashira

Likewise, this is what the other hashiras think of Ichiinama:

"Incredible talent she has there." - Insect Hashira

"She's too mature for her age! She should lighten up!" - Sound Hashira

"She's not good with her words. But I can see she's doing her best." - Love Hashira

"Quiet child, almost too quiet. She can sneak up on anyone without alerting them, who knows what she can hear with that skill of hers." - Serpent Hashira

"She's meek and timid. Sometimes even sly." - Wind Hashira

"She has good friends, I think I can trust them to be with her." - Smoke Hashira

"She's like a fox... Cunning, smart and quiet..." - Mist Hashira

"I think she's a good person despite her lack of use in words." - Stone Hashira

"I went to her library once, I almost thought she wasn't home because she wasn't there, she snuck up on me and I screamed so loudly!" - Flame Hashira

"I honestly thought she was never home. She's just... So quiet..." - Water Hashira

Jurei Hanakitsune （花狐樹麗 Hánakitsuné Jūréi)

"When I was younger, kids always wanted to be my friend, I was unique, because of my heterochromia, I was also extroverted, people wanted to be my friend and I can safely say that kids preferred me over my sister. However, I wanted to also include her, however the other kids thought she was weird for being so quiet all the time. Seeing the envious look she gave me whenever I catch a glimpse of her staring at me from the second floor of our home... I couldn't help but think why people didn't like her just for reading a lot." - Jurei Hanakitsune to herself in Get it together, moron!

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Height: 177.80 cm(5'10)

Weight: 63kg

Birthday: October 24th

Hair color: Black and silver

Eye color: Red(Left eye), silver(right eye)

Affiliation: Demon Slayer Corps

Occupation: Demon slayer, Smoke Hashira

Combat style: Smoke breathing

Status: Alive(Before sunrise coundown arc) - Desceased

Brief background introduction:

Jurei was born into the Hanakitsune family, she isn't as smart as her younger sister - She was still an incredibly smart person. At a time at night, she heard a noise, seeing her and her sister's parents being murdered by a demon, she quietly carried her sister, Ichiinama, who was awake, who also was only 10 at the time, out a window and left their home, not after lighting it on fire to assure the demon will die for what it did. Jurei ran away from the wreckage for a few hours, exhausted carrying her sister, she came across Gyomei Himejima, Jurei pleaded with Gyomei to take her sister and just ditch her, Gyomei, sensing the selflessness of Jurei, did not abandon her, he took Jurei and Ichiinama with him. Jurei trained hard to get where she is today - 21 and the Smoke Hashira(けむりばしら Kemuri Bashira) and she is thriving well, she is good friends with Mitsuri Kanroji and enjoys accompanying her.

Uniform description

Jurei wears the standard corps uniform - Under the watchful eye of other Kakushi, Jurei received the uniform that was tailored by another Kakushi NOT Masao Maeda. Yes, Jurei wears a skirt, however, the skirt reaches until her calves. Jurei wears a Haori with smoke patterns on it, based on japanese Ukiyo-e. She also wears Kyahan with smoke prints and wears dark gray tabi socks and wore a dark purple zōri with peach pink straps.

General appearance

Jurei wears the standard corps uniform tinted in dark purple. Has black hair with silver streaks that were natural. Her left eye is red and her right eye is silver, she has X-shaped pupils. She looks almost identical to her younger sister aside from a few features. Her hair is tied into low twin drills.

Inspirations:

Penelope of Ithaca (EPIC: The musical)

Hera (EPIC: The musical)

Ryoba Aishi

Obanai Iguro

Cats

Overall abilities:

Jurei is quick-paced and flexible. Along with that, she has really good hearing.

Demon Slayer abilities:

Demon slayer mark: During her battle alongside Mitsuri Kanroji and Obanai Iguro against Nakime, she unlocked her demon slayer mark which enhanced her overall abilities.

Songs that would sound similar to her personality:

You & I - Death cannot seperate Jurei and Ichiinama

Ruthlessness - It's a given that as a Hashira, Jurei has to be ruthless, demons are vile creatures.

Odysseus - Jurei snapped when she heard that Ichiinama was killed by Kokushibo, it fueled her anger and hatred for demons, as an older sister, it's in her right to be angry, the same way Odysseus was angry that Penelope's suitors are going to do diabolical things to her and kill Telemachus so she's fully defenseless. (Unrelated, I cried so much when the saga came out.)

More than anything - Jurei wants to support Ichiinama no matter what, like Lucifer wanting to support Charlie and her dreams of redemption.

Trivia

Jurei's name is derived from the following terms: Ju/Jū can be translated to "Tree" or "Ten", and Rei is translated from "Example". It may be taken as a pun because Jurei is the older Hanakitsune sister, and Hanakitsune is "Flower fox".

Jurei's level of openness is 80%.

Her heterochromia may be a result of hereditary genes. Like her hair color.

Her favorite food is Wagashi.

Jurei has cursive handwriting.

The name of Jurei's Kasugai crow is Shizuka

Jurei viewed the other hashiras as followed:

"She's pretty smart. I look forward to having more conversations with her." - Insect Hashira

"... His lack of self restraint surprises me." - Sound Hashira

"My best friend! She's really strong and I admire her and she's so beautiful!" - Love Hashira

"He looks like he wants to put me six feet under for being close to Kanroji-san. I don't know that's his resting face but I guess I should be glad that I'm not a boy." - Serpent Hashira

"He's quiet, he reminds me of someone..." - Mist Hashira

"She has good friends, I think I can trust them to be with her." - Spirit Hashira

"I admire him. He's strong and a good listener." - Stone Hashira

"Mood." - Wind Hashira

"Pretty great guy to be around. He's a good person!" - Flame Hashira

"Quiet, but also really reliable." - Water Hashira

Likewise, this is what the other hashiras think of Jurei:

"She's really nice to talk to. I admire her skills!" - Insect Hashira

"She's grown quite well, she's stronger now and still as reliable as ever." - Stone Hashira

"I admire my sister. She's strong and she cares for me." - Spirit Hashira

"She's like... A brown hare. Very fast and agile..." - Mist Hashira

"A really great friend!" - Love Hashira

"... A really great friend." - Serpent Hashira

"She talks a lot, I don't mind." - Water Hashira

"I don't really know what else we have in common." - Sound Hashira

"Bold." - Wind Hashira

"A good listener and a great giver of advice!" - Flame Hashira