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"There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me..." Music on the Waters by Qntal Sketch by my lovely friend Neon Naga, big thanks to him for drawing my girl!

So, don't let my fish brain work, ahaha

Art by my dear friend and artist Neon Naga, thank you very much for drawing my girl!

Her name is Vales, like my nickname among my close friends, and her appearance was based on mine, except that she doesn't have the tattoo on her body that I have. Vales is a half-breed, the offspring of a human woman and a demon father, who in my AU was once the Upper Five, but more on him in a bit.

Vales is not exactly a traditional Japanese name, yes, she has northern origins, her family once came to Japan, looking for a new life. Unfortunately, the relationship with her mother did not work out well, and a few years before coming of age, Vales runs away from her, leaving her family to either die in any ditch or find hope and her place. By chance, during her short wandering in one of the inns in the mountains, she learns about her hidden part when the place is attacked by a demon. She survives, defeating the demon, but this new side of her clearly scares her.

However, as a half-breed, she is not susceptible to the same damage from the sun as normal demons, but she can still feel unwell. She does not need to feed on human flesh to live, at least she believes so, for her, eating a human is an unforgivable act. She is quickly found out by the Corps, and when she appears before Ubuyashiki, she is offered to become a slayer. After all, there really is a reason for this, is it better than having her in their ranks of demons and her potential being revealed in a different direction?

Vales is trained by Urokodaki-san, since she is closest to the Breath of Water, but you can tell by her. Her father was a demon who used demon blood magic, bonding himself with water, and actually looked like a sea oni. She inherited some of his traits, and her haori, mask, and nichirin katana perfectly reflect her connection to water.

As for her personality, gods, that poor girl. She's trying not to let down her new adopted family in the Corps, and is slowly learning to open up to other people, which is difficult, especially considering she's the offspring of a demon. But she'll get along great with Nezuko, believe me. She had a younger sister before she ran away, and Komado's sister reminds her of her, which makes her heart warm.

Well, thanks for listening to my nonsense out of my head about my girl!

Hmm, I'm wondering if I should write about my kny oc here or wait… AHAH, YES, I WAS AWAY FOR A LONG TIME BECAUSE OF WORK, BUT I SURVIVED!

I try to draw more and better, but these rough lines are so awkward, ahaha

Trying to draw again after a few years… Oh, I really haven't done it in almost four years? Phew, well, a sketch of my oc for kny, a mess of scales, fins and my tattoo. No one forbids half-breeds to have tattoos, right?

Demon Slayer OC? Demon Slayer OC ✨️ My lil "Light" breathing girly as a Hashira, I love her!!! 🫶

Guess who spent three hours on a lesbian, black girl, demon slayer oc. Might make a fanfic on her soon.

Hello whomever may be seeing/reading this!

It's been about a few months so I guess it's time to upload some art, and since I've been seeing so much of it on my TikTok fyp I present my Kny Oc! (Believe it or not she's my first non self-insert oc)

This is Okada Kuroe, the thunderstorm hashira, I'm still ironing out the kinks of her backstory and might put up a separate post explaining what I've come up with so far

Another KNY oc 👍

His name is Hasuki Mikazuki :D Yep it's a boy XD

Just rd Muichiro's mini doodle with my OC a bit as my acc is died anyways-

Demon slayer ocs by me ya friend

This is nezu karakuer my oc that I created in picrew.me

He was inspired by nezuko and I was wondering what will it turn out them being friends or like a family

And he have a wife name linidow Kokomo 👇

Let just say she is a mother figure to the trio of tanjiro and his friends and yes she is a demon but she doesn't burn

So here is a shrto request of nezu karakuer and nezuko meeting in the first time he have a box like nezuko but very much like what Tanjiro is wearing on his back and zenitsu was looking at linidow who is a married woman with nezu

So have fun have a great day / Night

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ again. I said It wasn't going to take as long to post im sorry.

oc belongs to @bendymonter

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"Sorry for the bumpy ride, my dear." Linidow said as she took a break from running. Linidow and her husband were headed to the red light district to assist the sound Hashira.

The demon started running again as she didn't want to waste time. Burning buildings came into her view, people were running away with the help of Kakushi and the sound of swords clashing sounded all around. Linidow followed the sounds on the tops of the burning buildings. She stopped once she was able to see the two fights taking place. The hashira and a boy with a checkered haori. Then a boy in a yellow haori and another with a boar head.

"Help me, brother! Do something before I get decapitated!" The demon screamed right before her fabric neck snapped. Her brother couldn't do anything because he head was chopped off at the same time.

Their heads rolled to meet in the center of the chaos.

'somethings not right.' Linidow thought as she took off the box holding her husband and opening it. Nezu slowly rose and took in his surroundings.

"RUN!" Tengen yelled as he tried to get to the young slayer.

"Get the ones on the roof to safety." She instructed her husband as she went to help the two on the ground.

The explosion happened so fast that all the two demons could do was shield the slayers with their bodies.

The world went dark.

Linidow opened her eyes to see her worried husband, who hugged her as soon as she opened her eyes.

She hugged back and whispered, "I'm alright sweetheart." before looking around. Behind her husband were the young slayers in group hug.

Linidow panicked and quickly jumped to see if they were alright. She checked all three and calmed down once she realized they were fine.

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Nezu and Linidow helped around the butterfly mansion.

"LADY LINIDOW HELP MEEeee, they're trying to poison me with that awful stuff." Zenitsu whined, clinging to your side like a child. She giggled and hugged the boy.

"Oh c'mon it can't be that bad, It's medicine."

"Sorry to bother you Kokomo, but can you give him his medicine again, I don't have time to deal with him, I still have chores to do." Aoi sighed as she handed you a tray with warm tea and walked off in a hurry.

"Zenitsu can you at least take a sip for me."

He took more than a sip he drank the whole cup in one gulp at her request.

*Smash*

The sound of glass shattering got Linidow's attention. The sound was in the direction of Tanjiro's room and she went to investigate.

Kanao's stood frozen in the doorway.

"Kanao is somethi- TANJIRO."

Tanjiro had woken up. He was the last of the three to recover. Word couldn't describe how relieved Linidow was even though she barely knew him. The time spent with Nezuko spoke volumes about him as a big brother.

In a flash, Nezu was by his wife's side.

"Look Tanjiro is awake." She cooed.

A kakushi walked in with a fluffy cake, stopping to clean the broken vase.

Linidow turned around with a big smile.

"Tanjiro's awake." She ran to the doorway and shouted, "TANJIRO'S AWAKE"

Soon everyone was gathered around the boy, catching him up on everything that had happened while he was in a coma.

Aoi cried and explained how Inosuke died from blood lost.

"Okay... I guess I'm hallucinating right now because I see him on the ceiling."

Slowly everyone looked up and sure enough there was Inosuke, clinging to the ceiling on all fours.

"HOW ARE YOU DOING THAT." The Kakushi shouted. Inosuke laughed.

Nezu got Inosuke down while Linidow scolded him. Although no one could see it Inosuke was pouting under his mask.

Tanjiro watched the whole thing and smiled.

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This year's clothes theme is blue

(also please be careful when playing firecrackers and fireworks)

Old art I found of Kny OC Belle. The original idea has her still being a slayer but doesn't exactly know Gyomei since they were children.

I am gonna need to rewrite her story.

Happy Eid Mubarak 🙌🎉

Found some manga attempt drawing with this character (can be regarded as OC or reader)

Another OC? Another x reader? You guys decide, cause I have something something like an idea of crime solving thing even tho I am not smart enough to conjure well done crimes XD

POV: It's girls night out but your girls are demon slayers so you have to wait for the fight to finish before you can hang out.

Today's Menu; 𝘓𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘢

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Rengoku Kyojuro is a patience young boy. He took pride in that small bit of him because he was aware of how much damages could be done when your emotions were left unchecked. He was patience when it comes to completing his training, patience when it comes to taking care of his little brother and certainly patience when it comes to deal with his father.

But he, just like other normal human beings, had his own limits too.

Kyojuro couldn't helped but to glower down on the waste of food in the trash can -- the food that he and Senjuro had cooked for their dear father. Among the food, scattering around were pieces of papers, one that he recognized its origins based on the writings he could detect from tbe pieces. The food and letters he and Senjuro had made for their dear father. For their father's birthday. Senjuro, bless that small boy, had been nothing but excited and skipping in his steps when he walked around the market with Kyojuro to find the food's ingredients, blabbering on whether their father would like the meal they made for him or not. Senjuro was so excited to show how much progress he had made in writing kanji that he kept redoing the letters all day before.

The least their father could've done would be keeping the letters if he found the food to be inedible for him.

Kyojuro lose the appetite to make himself a dinner, plopping his sheathed sword on the table as he hurried to tie the plastic from the trash can to be put outside before Senjuro could see the fills in it. He wouldn't want his little brother to cry another endless of tears with the lack of love from their father. He kept his hands clenched, keeping down the boiling rage inside him as he walked passed his father's bedroom.

The urge to burst in and scream at the old man was tempting, but Kyojuro knew nothing would be gained through reckless anger.

Yet, even after he finished with putting out the trash and scrubbing his hands clean, he still couldn't sit tight or calm himself. His uniform was dirty from the last mission he just finished. He should take a bath. But he stood there alone in the kitchen, hands still clenching tight. With a huff, Kyojuro placed back his sword into his belt and left the estate to take a walk outside. Danger be damned, if he couldn't tone down his anger, he would be the most dangerous one around lurking in the night. He walked and walked, mind somewhere else, letting his feet to take the lead.

Kyojuro tilted his head up to the sky, pressing his lips. Oh, what would his mother thought of the family situation now? Her absence had a great effect, but his father acted like he was the only one who suffered the most. By God, Kyojuro and Senjuro lost their own mother that day, Senjuro couldn't even remembered how she looked like! They could still lived like it was another normal day, but why couldn't their father did the same? Why couldn't their father be strong enough? Why did it have to be Kyojuro who had to lighten up the household and carried on the responsibility?

He was so tired. He just turned 16 years old last month, give him a break.

Kyojuro stopped walking, his mind snapped back to reality as a new scent stirred in the air. His stomach growled once he recognized the smell to be of a food, alerting him that he had not eaten anything since finishing his mission. Which stall opened at late night near the forest? Maybe it was a demon's trick. With that in mind, he grasped on the hilt of his sword, eyes darting around for any signs of dangers as he continued to walk closer to where the smell would be.

Standing in front of him now was a building, the sign outside introduced him that it was a restaurant. A restaurant in the middle of nowhere? How very suspicious. Kyojuro approached the building and noticed a small whiteboard sign propped near the entrance.

☞ 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘧

☞ 𝘞𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯

☞ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘴!

☞ 𝘈𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥

Huh, he never seen such rules before in any food selling places he went to. Looking at the structure of the building, it seemed to be newly built and recently opened. Still suspicious though, why would anyone want to build a restaurant away from the public eyes? The sounds of footsteps coming from the inside caused him to jump in surprise, and peeking out through the entrance was a woman.

She didn't looked Japanese, perhaps a foreigner. The woman noticed Kyojuro standing outside and blinked at him. She stared at him for a good couple of seconds before standing straight, adjusting her headscarf and smiled.

" It's a bit late for you to be out. Would you like to come in for something to eat? "

Kyojuro would have rejected the invitation if it wasn't for his stomach growling louder than before, drawing in the awkwardness and embarrassment in him. The woman tilted her head, her smile seemed amused now. Defeated, Kyojuro covered his red ears with his hair and looked down on his clothes.

" I apologize for my state of clothing. I didn't even know there was a restaurant around here. "

" Do you have blood on them? "

Kyojuro squinted his eyes a little. " I hope not. "

" Hmm, good enough for me. Wash your hands and feet first before coming in. "

The woman disappeared inside the building, leaving Kyojuro to decide what to do. He wished he had bathed first before taking a walk. Dusting off the dirt from his clothes, he took off his footwear and cleaned his hands and feet.

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The inside of the building was much more fascinating that he thought it would be. The lights were bright, clean tables and chairs neatly in their positions and the plants inside made the place looked more lively. He was so busy looking around the facility he didn't realized the woman had placed his order in front of him, as well as his drink. He wasn't sure what to order, so he opted for a noddle meal, in which the woman nodded and told him she had something for him.

The broth looked heavenly thick, white noddles filling in every corner of the bowl, green vegetables and onions in the soup made it looked fresh and the boiled egg and shrimps popping out in between the noodles seemed to glint under the light. It was the same scent he smelled before -- filled with richness and spiciness that smelled so good even before his tongue could taste it first. It was beautiful.

" You're drooling. " The woman offered him chopsticks, seemingly pleased that her cooking looked good. " If you want to use spoon or fork, I'll get them for you. "

Kyojuro smiled back, reaching for the chopsticks. " Thank you for the food. " Careful not to burn himself, he slowly took the first bite of the noddles.

Oh, this. This reminded him of the times his mom would made him noodle soup when he was feeling down. She would also made tempura and sweet potatoes dessert for him, smiling so sweetly as he offered to help her cook. The coconut broth of the meal was delicious, the noodles were easy to chew and swallow. It was both spicy and sweet, bot flavors balancing each other. The food was warm, it was tasty and it was comforting.

" 𝘜𝘮𝘢𝘪! " Kyojuro found himself chanting as he took another bite, again and again until only the broth was left in the still steaming bowl. That was fast. He didn't realized how starving he was.

The woman returned again, napkins in her hands as she lit up at the finished food.

" That good? "

" It was amazing! Delicious! " Kyojuro cried out, noting on how he felt more energetic than before. " What it this meal? Please do tell me! "

She laughed. " It's laksa, usually done with coconut broth or curry flavor. Laksa is a spicy noodle soup from Malaysia, also found in other South East Asian counties including Singapore and Indonesia."

" I feel so much better now! Amazing! " He repeated, eyes twinkling in amazement.

" I am glad you like it, kid. It's on the house. "

" Oh no, I simply cannot -- "

" It's fine, I am about to close anyway. " She insisted, waving the napkins in his face before setting it down on the table. " Besides, I couldn't leave a hungry child out alone, could I? "

" Well then, if you can't receive money as my thank you, then shall I spread the word of your restaurant so you can gain more customers? " He suggested, crossing his arms over his chest. " I do find this place to be too far from the public..."

The woman paused, a flicker of worry could be seen on her face, which then vanished as she gave him a smile.

" I guess that would be nice. Thank you, Rengoku. "

Kyojuro nodded, pleased with the settlement. Belly full, energy recharged and in a good mood, he bid the woman goodnight and hurried back to his house, already thinking of bringing Senjuro to the restaurant and maybe even try on the woman's recipe to try again with gifting his father with another food.

It didn't occured to him of how she knew his name in the first place.

I promise they're best friends

( this is inspired by a tumblr fanart post of FNAF SB fanfic with Moondrop and Y/n but I can't find where is it help)

Don't you hate it when you got teleported into an anime series and has to survive by opening a restaurant that both slayers and demons come? Not me tho y'all stay safe

Nazra, somehow, has been teleported to the Demon Slayer series. While she didn't know that much about the series, she knows the basic and stuff. There's already a restaurant when she was there, ownership under her name. So with the knowledge of her modern life, she opens her restaurant.

Idk how to draw building, but this is kinda how I imagine her restaurant to be.

Girl is sweating with how much attention she's getting like she just wants to survive and works in her restaurant smh

At least she's getting the profit and benefits from all those attention.

The first time he called her that was when he regained conscious after the demon event with his brother. Thankfully, that was only two of them. The second time, Sora had to cover her face as she blushed, screaming internally that a colleague of hers and the Insect Hashira had heard the nickname Muichiro has for her.

( of course, Shinobu is not letting this go. Mui has no memory of doing so and apologizes later )

KNY memes ft.oc

Nazra says thank you for your support! 💓💓🥰🥰 She appreciates the love given 💕 Yes, I will try to have content of her more 👌

Sanemi would like the fans to step away so he can have lunch first.

@kindestwalkingm...breakdown

@shukufuku-sa-reta-yume

What happened to Belle Beaufort;

TW! Hints of SA, gore

Taisho secret :

Belle's caretaker is a former Hashira. He knew her parents after they helped mending his injured muscles. He always regretted not being able to save Belle. He was the first person that Belle allowed to have physical contact with her after a few years.

Belle started to avoid Gyomei from that day. She felt sick, disgusted by herself. Gyomei tried to talk to her many times, but eventually he decided to give her a peace for her mind, not wanting to pressure her anymore.

Gyomei's appreciation post

Ft. OC Belle

He likes to listen her describing the surrounding, in Japanese, English and France.

A/N : Recently reading this interesting manga about a girl who was meant to be sacrificed as a ritual food for the beastman king and ends up becoming his wife instead. So here's and AU of the manga with Hakuji/Akaza and Koyuki. ( The manga is called Sacrificial Princess and the King of Beasts )

|| 𝕾𝖆𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 & 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕮𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 𝕲𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖉 || ft. OC Fumiko.

Once upon a time, there was a great, horrible war, between humans and demons. It went on for centuries, until both side had opened their eyes of the war's consequences and what it had affected each species. Thus, after many meetings and arguments, both sides finally decided to end the war, for the sake of their homeland and the people.

The humans had created a new species of cows to be given to the demons, so they wouldn't eat humans anymore. The demons found this new species satisfying enough and allowed the humans to have a share of their special trees that bear sweet fruits that could also heal wounds. Both sides managed to create another path to avoid wars, even though there were still some resentment for each sides.

That was about 100 years ago, Koyuki recalled. Demons no longer eat humans, so why did her village sent her off to be sacrificed as a meal? Was it because her father had succumbed to poison, leaving her alone? That it was inappropriate for a virgin woman to live alone so they thought it would be better that she went off dead?

So many questions, yet none were answered. Koyuki glanced at the men sitting beside and in front of her in the carriage, and she was grateful for the veil covering her face, allowing her to make none direct eye contacts with anyone. Her hands were cuffed with iron and there were bruises around the wrists, a proof of her struggling to not be taken away. Before she was taken inside the carriage, the villager bathed her, gave her wonderful foods that she had never been able to touch before, and then threw her away. Thankfully they let her wore the kimono her father had worked hard to buy for her.

Koyuki's eyes dropped sadly. She should've seen this coming. She was sick, ill since birth, her father was the only one who took care of her, loved her. He was gone and she was alone. No one wanted to take care of her. It would be a burden for them. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 was a burden for them.

Her eyes noticed the sudden change of the path outside, the small light from the lamp outside help with seeing through the darkness of the night. Anyone could recognized the border that separate the human land and the demon's, but right now, the carriage wasn't going any near the border.

" It's a pity to throw away such beauty to those demons. "

Shiver ran down her spine. Koyuki recognized the voice. The men in the carriage with her worn amigasa ( straw hats ), so she couldn't really saw their faces clearly. The one in front of her took of his and looked at Koyuki with a creepy smile.

He was the heir of the dojo next to her father's. The one who kept pestering her father to have Koyuki's hand in marriage. The reason why her father refused him was because he didn't care much of Koyuki's health. One time, he forcefully dragged Koyuki outside to have a date, and when she got to her knees having trouble with breathing, he panicked and left her there. If it wasn't for some children playing nearby and alerting her father, she would've died right there.

Koyuki flinched when she felt her chin being grabbed by the heir of the next dojo. She had forgotten his name, not caring enough to care about such man. He must have bribe the driver to change the path. He grinned at her.

" We'll be married at sunrise and you will stay at the hut in the mountains. Everything I say is an absolute rules. " His hand traveled to cup her face. " I will make you happy every night. "

𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, Koyuki recoiled. She yanked her head away, not wanting to be touched, when the carriage shook tremendously, as if someone had landed on top of it. Sure enough, the top of the carriage was literally ripped off, exposing the ones inside. The horses panicked and started to lose control, causing the carriage to lose its balance.

Koyuki gasped as she slide over the wall, eyes closing in surprise as yelling and screaming filled the air. The carriage had fallen to its side, and the girl found herself rolling away. Sharp stones cut her skin as she came to a halt, forcing her palms to scratch on the ground so she would stop rolling away.

Everything hurts. Koyuki felt something warm trickling down on her left side of her face. Her chest felt painful and she was having a hard time to breath. She was too focused on her state that she didn't realized the noise had slowed down, the horses had ran off and there was no sight of the men who were in the carriage with her.

" Your Highness, please step away. "

" Here I thought your sight is better than mine. Surely you see this girl is injured and her hands are cuffed? Not to mention you don't hurt women. "

Koyuki lose focus on the rest of the conversation of the strangers. Her vision was getting darker, and the last thing she remembered was falling in someone's arm.

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It was pretty rare for a human to be nearby the border. The trespassers would be taken in as prisoners until humans with authority bait them out or either in the mercy of the demon king's hand. As the only sister the king had, Fumiko was sure that the numbers of humans casualties were all thanks to her. Muzan has a soft spot for his sister, so it was fortunate that her request for trespassers to be given trials or such and not be given death sentence immediately was granted. Not to say that she was a good person, but she was reasonable enough.

As the captain of the royal guard, Akaza was given an order to accompany the princess on her patrol around the border. Fumiko had maintained a good relationship with demons like Akaza, so safe to say that it was easier to talk to Fumiko rather than her brother. Seeing a human carriage nearby the border was alarming enough, since they had received no notice from the human palace of any visitors.

Akaza had expected to have his arms soaking in humans blood, not literally having an unconscious, alive, one on him. There were three men, plus the driver of the carriage. He didn't noticed the woman until she rolled out of the carriage.

" A sacrifice. " Fumiko frowned at this. " It's been a long time. Maybe a town or a village decided to offer a human sacrifice out of pure belief. "

" But we no longer do this. " Akaza grumbled, adjusting the girl's position in his arms. His eyes trailed down towards the cuff on her hands. He slowly used his fingers to lift the veil off her face.

The woman looked so...delicate. Her appearance was messy, with dirt and blood all over her body and face, others would scrunched their noses in disgust and refused to hold her. But Akaza felt like he was holding a fragile glass. A beautiful, fragile glass. It was as if he dropped her, she would break.

Fumiko noticed the silence from the captain. She tilted her head at the way his eyes locked on the human girl, one hand softly pushing off the veil from her face. The way he carried her looked gentle, yet firm. It looked like he didn't want to drop her nor letting her go.

Akaza broke out of his trance when Fumiko went to take off the veil entirely. She looked at Akaza, smiling.

" Bring her with us. "

" ...Your highness? " Akaza hesitated.

Fumiko's smile widened. " I'll talk about this to my brother, don't worry. Let us tend to her injuries. "

" And the others? "

" Send in some soldiers to fetch the other trespassers. We gotta hurry if we want that girl to live. "

If there was one common thing that the Kibutsuji siblings share, was that they always planned something in their mind, something unexpected. It unnerved and made other demons anxious in waiting. Muzan's plan usually had something cruel in it while Fumiko's with bits of mischievous. If they both conduct a plan together, chaos happens.

Even so, Akaza kept his lips shut and followed the princess back into the kingdom. His eyes occasionally glancing back on the girl in his arms.

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦

I just randomly thinking of Shinobu beside Belle and...

Shinobu, don't worry we still love you, our short queen 🥺💖👑

I've been neglecting my other girls so expect some posts about them after I am done with Belle's story

I just noticed that Nazra is my only OC without being shipped with anyone

She's fine, she has her cooking skills and cats