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HIMIKO IS A DOCTOR & AS SUCH , SHE TAKES IT UPON HERSELF TO HELP ANYONE , ANYWHERE SHE CAN . Yet , there are places she cannot stay for long , entirely for the blood of her vein . As a Hakutaku , she naturally blesses any place she steps within except for where war & utter hate tint everything . Such a place can never be blessed , for there is no fortune found in Hell .
Places of war & nothing but hate ruin her , they do not harm her powers but they do harm her , physically . She is born as a good omen , bringing blessed rains & healing days────────but , in war , she can do none of that . Her body is weak towards malice & malice , ‘pon touching her flesh , can take a physical form ; usually appearing likened to something of a bruise but , even darker . It commonly starts on the feet & legs & continues up with given time .
This only occurs in places of ongoing war / war that does not cease , does not know end ; for it is horridly tainted , the hatred of thousands weighs upon her like walking through lava . It burns , rots the inside , it tears her body apart but , it is not herself she worries about────────it’s those that hate who she worries for . anger met with anger breeds wrath , hatred begets hatred , taking life ends in others doing the same because , they simply cannot control the rusting , rotting hatred they feel inside ( they’ve forgotten words & the power they hold , instead becoming mindless beasts . )
She can help one person , perhaps two , if they permit her words to reach them but , she cannot stop thousands . Hatred should end when war does but , it rarely does . Grudges , anger , resentment , blame ; all is placed upon the other party ( they blame another for their suffering so they don’t have to deal with it , the suffering the other deals with as well . They desire joy & yet , they forget the only means of grasping joy is walking through the path , the thorns & battered ground , before them so they can meet joy . Joy does not come to them , they must travel towards it , it has always been that way . )
Hatred can never completely end & she understands that but , she hopes the next time a human goes to hate , they stop & think , meet in the middle & speak .
She does not fear the injuries that appear on her body when malice becomes too much , nor does she fear when they tear her apart , quite literally . She only fears that humans will forget all they’ve put themselves through & repeat the cycle , foolishly , again & again .
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HIMIKO IS A DOCTOR & AS SUCH , SHE TAKES IT UPON HERSELF TO HELP ANYONE , ANYWHERE SHE CAN . Yet , there are places she cannot stay for long , entirely for the blood of her vein . As a Hakutaku , she naturally blesses any place she steps within except for where war & utter hate tint everything . Such a place can never be blessed , for there is no fortune found in Hell .
Places of war & nothing but hate ruin her , they do not harm her powers but they do harm her , physically . She is born as a good omen , bringing blessed rains & healing days────────but , in war , she can do none of that . Her body is weak towards malice & malice , ‘pon touching her flesh , can take a physical form ; usually appearing likened to something of a bruise but , even darker . It commonly starts on the feet & legs & continues up with given time .
This only occurs in places of ongoing war / war that does not cease , does not know end ; for it is horridly tainted , the hatred of thousands weighs upon her like walking through lava . It burns , rots the inside , it tears her body apart but , it is not herself she worries about────────it’s those that hate who she worries for . anger met with anger breeds wrath , hatred begets hatred , taking life ends in others doing the same because , they simply cannot control the rusting , rotting hatred they feel inside ( they’ve forgotten words & the power they hold , instead becoming mindless beasts . )
She can help one person , perhaps two , if they permit her words to reach them but , she cannot stop thousands . Hatred should end when war does but , it rarely does . Grudges , anger , resentment , blame ; all is placed upon the other party ( they blame another for their suffering so they don’t have to deal with it , the suffering the other deals with as well . They desire joy & yet , they forget the only means of grasping joy is walking through the path , the thorns & battered ground , before them so they can meet joy . Joy does not come to them , they must travel towards it , it has always been that way . )
Hatred can never completely end & she understands that but , she hopes the next time a human goes to hate , they stop & think , meet in the middle & speak .
She does not fear the injuries that appear on her body when malice becomes too much , nor does she fear when they tear her apart , quite literally . She only fears that humans will forget all they’ve put themselves through & repeat the cycle , foolishly , again & again .
HIMIKO IS A DOCTOR & AS SUCH , SHE TAKES IT UPON HERSELF TO HELP ANYONE , ANYWHERE SHE CAN . Yet , there are places she cannot stay for long , entirely for the blood of her vein . As a Hakutaku , she naturally blesses any place she steps within except for where war & utter hate tint everything . Such a place can never be blessed , for there is no fortune found in Hell .
Places of war & nothing but hate ruin her , they do not harm her powers but they do harm her , physically . She is born as a good omen , bringing blessed rains & healing days────────but , in war , she can do none of that . Her body is weak towards malice & malice , ‘pon touching her flesh , can take a physical form ; usually appearing likened to something of a bruise but , even darker . It commonly starts on the feet & legs & continues up with given time .
This only occurs in places of ongoing war / war that does not cease , does not know end ; for it is horridly tainted , the hatred of thousands weighs upon her like walking through lava . It burns , rots the inside , it tears her body apart but , it is not herself she worries about────────it’s those that hate who she worries for . anger met with anger breeds wrath , hatred begets hatred , taking life ends in others doing the same because , they simply cannot control the rusting , rotting hatred they feel inside ( they’ve forgotten words & the power they hold , instead becoming mindless beasts . )
She can help one person , perhaps two , if they permit her words to reach them but , she cannot stop thousands . Hatred should end when war does but , it rarely does . Grudges , anger , resentment , blame ; all is placed upon the other party ( they blame another for their suffering so they don’t have to deal with it , the suffering the other deals with as well . They desire joy & yet , they forget the only means of grasping joy is walking through the path , the thorns & battered ground , before them so they can meet joy . Joy does not come to them , they must travel towards it , it has always been that way . )
Hatred can never completely end & she understands that but , she hopes the next time a human goes to hate , they stop & think , meet in the middle & speak .
She does not fear the injuries that appear on her body when malice becomes too much , nor does she fear when they tear her apart , quite literally . She only fears that humans will forget all they’ve put themselves through & repeat the cycle , foolishly , again & again .
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* believinghxpe , shou - san .
∷ ✧ ・ﾟ╰ ★ ╮⊱
Shou averts his gaze down to the dagger in his hands , fingers trimming and ( brushing ) down the metal. He pays no mind to her confusion or gratitude. ‘ it was nothing , really. Besides , considering how close the Tsukinos were to her , he didn’t like the idea of seeing theirhurt expressionsif they found out she had LEFT them. That was the last thing he wanted.
He scoffs , spinning the dagger around between his fingers as he shrugs to her inquiry. HE’S DEALT WITH SECRETS BEFORE.
“ Call it a second sight. I can easily tell whenever people are lying or trying to keep secrets. I’ve killed toxic and corrupted fakes who think they can control the world behind a fake mask of happy - go - lucky smiles. I despise liars. Especially people who lie just for the sake of making themselves happy without considering the people they hurt. And for why I’m sparing you ? Morals , I guess. ”
❛ THAT’S UNDERSTANDABLE , SHOU - SAN . ❜ The tone trails────────woven with unspoken thoughts / opinions hovered on her tongue ( he had his reasons , she bears no right to question , no right to judge . ) Thus , she swallows her thoughts & rises to her feet , to meet his gaze ( her own still lightly tinted / lightly tainted by the crystals that had once spilled . )
❛ Thank you . . . for being so generous . ❜ Finger tips ( hesitate for only a moment ) tip themselves near / pressing again the top of deep threads , shifting light , mindful to not mess it .
Words catch in her throat / the heart ponders , to dare tell him these old tales . Teeth against her tongue / she swallows ( but not her words , just the lump in her throat . ) Finger tips shift , gathered back before herself , pressing light together as these old things dribble from the throat . ❛ I apologize for panicking . I’ve just experienced something similar before & it didn’t end well────────it’s an ugly story I’m sure you’d rather not listen too . But , permit me to promise this , Shou - san . . . I have never , not once nor will , partaken in consuming human flesh . If I had , I would have slit my own stomach years ago . ❜
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“This may only be cold comfort, but while Nezuko was asleep, I used hypnotic suggestion on her.”
* yasu . by the way , i’ve meant to post this since i made this blog but i’m Lazy . If you’re wondering why I don’t refer to Kiko as a Kijo & favor the word Oni , that’s because Kijo are usually once human women transformed by their jealousy or hate . Kiko was just Born an Oni , she didn’t transform from jealousy or hate .
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Nezuko Kamado
“A Girl Who Protects Humans As A demon”
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* lotuscend , yuu - chan .
❛ WHATEVER IT is, i don’t want any part of it. ❜ @oehiraeth .
❛ YUU - CHAN MUST BE AFRAID OF LOSING AT KINGYO - SUKUI . I’d be afraid to go up against me as well . Poor Yuu - chan probably can’t even get one fish . ❜
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* believinghxpe , shou - san .
∷ ✧ ・ﾟ╰ ★ ╮⊱
WELL , THIS TOOK QUITE THE TURN. Shou’s once collected composure stiffens entirely out of puzzlement. So ensured and determined to keep her ( disguise ) up , to be found out like this no doubt will set her off. ‘ but he didn’t expect this extent. He had known for a small while – somewhat surprised that the Tsukino brothers have yet to notice , including Lumiel and Ray ! She was good. Keeping her identity a secret is a relatable effort ; but too sloppy on her part.
The Ravager watches her bow her head down. There was no need to look at her face to understand or believe ! she was purely upset. He’ll admit – he can be sadistic. The begging and tears would’ve normally FUELED him ! Especially with a demon under his mercy , pleading like this. But , this wasn’t very fun.
He sighs , a frown curling over his lips. Shou raises a hand to give her a light bonk on the head. Not hard enough tohurt her, but at least to help her snap out of this depressing stupor and avert her attention back onto him.
“ Geez , you’re so dramatic…. Just shut up and listen , will you ? I never said I was going to expose you and tell the entire world about the fact you’re a demon. I’m not gonna kill you either. So , calm down. ”
FINGER TIPS RISE────────SETTLING AGAINST WHERE BONE RESIDES ( to shelter his hand from injury . ) Muddled , the voice spills , concern coiled / enveloped in rain - shaded worries . ❛ Please ! Be careful . . . you could have accidentally hurt yourself on my horns . ❜ The tone falls ( hushing into a mere whisper / hoping not a soul but him to hear . )
His words unfurl before her / surrounding , tugging her from the depths of her mind / resting these terrors ( momentarily , momentarily . ) SHE SHALL NOT LOSE THOSE PRECIOUS PEOPLE────────a child woven of starlight / lighthearted & kind , bravery embraced . A man of midnight skies ( like ink surrounding ) , gifted child whose threads become a brush ( the tale of him left in every step . ) A man whose hair rivaled sunlight , a burning field / held close to himself , desires whispered ‘neath the flesh to rid the world of evil , cleanse it for the sake of who he loves . Such precious lives .
Warmth grows ( spreading through fallen rain────────petrichor split / fears washed , in the serenity of a fleeting moment . ) Currant crimson , that which echoes each edge of the living flesh , tug themselves light , carefully into something bright / likened to a flowering field of amaryllis . Carmine carnations pool within the gaze that rise in an attempt to meet his own ( honesty splattered . ) ❛ Shou - san . . . thank you . . . Thank you so much . ❜ Tone pauses , lightly lower ( although nervous to inquire . ) ❛ But . . . May I ask why you have decided to spare me & my secret ? Is there something you want ? Also . . . is it only you that knows & how did you figure it out ? Albeit , I likely did not hide it well . ❜
* yasu . kiko’s first kiss ended up in her hitting her teeth against theirs . she got really excited & giggly & stupid & she Completely forgot how much smaller a human’s teeth are to an Oni’s , especially their canines & she just thwacked their teeth together , along with their faces & looked like a complete dumbass
* yasu . i attempted to make somewhat of an edit for kiko’s tattoo & i’m WHEEZING it looks SO AWFUL , it looks like she has a sock on with a big hem but it’s the closest i will ever get to what her tattoo looks like
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NEW MUSE ! Distantly related to the beloved friend of Kiko’s , Kuzunoha was given her name by Kiko herself ( in honor of the white fox that saved her ) & after the death of her parents to illness , she moved within the Ryokan , where she eventually began studying the dying art of Onmyodo . She is considered exceptional in her work , most believing it is thanks to her carrying the blood of a god in her . It’s her job to maintain harmony & make certain that neither humans nor yokai are harming each other within the walls of the Ryokan .
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NEW MUSE ! Distantly related to the beloved friend of Kiko’s , Kuzunoha was given her name by Kiko herself ( in honor of the white fox that saved her ) & after the death of her parents to illness , she moved within the Ryokan , where she eventually began studying the dying art of Onmyodo . She is considered exceptional in her work , most believing it is thanks to her carrying the blood of a god in her . It’s her job to maintain harmony & make certain that neither humans nor yokai are harming each other within the walls of the Ryokan .