That's What I've Been Thinking, But I've Got An Obsession With Making Even The Weakest Girls Dangerous,

I'll try...

Fuck it, I'm making one, but I also won't do it like the rest.

@hantengudelulu @virtuousweakling

"Who was she?

What girl lives in a forest like nothing?

She's probably gone insane. It's the only logical answer here.

No one lives in a forest temple with some beasts all around it."

People would say, but I was happy here. My mother's temple, as long as some other legends, was a nice place, with a hill overlooking great landscapes of forests, greenery, rivers, and streams. It was a peaceful little place that I was in. My mother, Hira, the ten tailed lioness spirit that protects and guides mostly, stayed in her statue form. The others as well. Hīkan, a great lion; Hūgon, "a dark knight" black panther and Sungō, the great ancient sabertooth tiger. All of them were built by smaller, harmless spirits to protect the forest. Eventually, though, humans were bound to find our beautiful forests and take as they wanted. Our forests became smaller and smaller at that. Humans only took and took without any shame or concern. Thankfully enough, we made a peace where they can only take limited sources while putting up new ones to have a balance in a way at least.

I was currently collecting my stuff after talking with my mother in her rare moments where she'd "unfreeze" to talk with me, but I slowly came to a confused stop as I saw her lean down her head and say to me:

"My dear daughter, Anira, there will be troubles in the future that would try to take everything from you. Please promise me that you'll fight with everything you have and until you can't breathe anymore. I would much rather have my daughter die fighting than at the hands of a wicked creature..."

She looked like she would almost cry, especially at the last part. I slowly reached up and wiped her eyes while trying to comfort her.

"Don't worry, Mother, I'll always be safe. I promise you. You gave me a lot of great knowledge of almost everything I've known. I would also never fall into any kind of trouble in the world. You taught me how to handle life, and I'll survive."

"I know, but yet, I would need you to remember that before you were anything else that you build up, you were my baby, my only daughter, my joy and pride, my treasure. My everything and my world. If something bad ever happens to you, I won't know what I'll do to myself or with anything else..."

"I'll know, I promise. I'll always love you no matter what. I'll always keep your name powerful and pure as it was from the start."

Yet, Anira did not know at all at how she was already being spied on from a certain lying demon. Hira already knew about his position, and that's why she was worried. She knew the possible trouble the demon could do to her daughter. After all, she was older than Muzan and knew what every demon could do. She has hated the uppermoon 4 the most because she knows that her daughter would panic if she sees his bda. She knows what trouble Hantengu is. She has watched him fight dirty in every way after all, but one thing she knows is that she won't let anyone hurt her little girl, no matter what happens. She'll transform out and kill him herself if she needs to. One thing would be for sure, no one would hurt her daughter, never.

@virtuousweakling @hantengudelulu

If Hantengu ever had a "Love clone," wouldn't he be considered the literal same wh0re like Hantengu? Like, if he did, I can just imagine that he almost just never fights, just tries to get another girl under him for the night. He's just gonna wh0re himself away every night, but...

I ain't gonna complain a lot if he looks like that...

((Same piece of shit from my earlier post in my acc.))

Demon slayer survival tips for non-slayers. From the books of the Zenmeigan clan.

Always go for the eyes: Eyes and eyesight are important to everyone, even demons. Stab, poke, poison, scratch, burn, injure the eyes in any way possible.

Wisteria: Always have a bit of wisteria scents on anything you own, even around the house. Not only does it protect us from mosquitos in summer, but it also weakens the demons' abilities and power. Also, they're at least smart enough to avoid it like the sun.

Always move around until saunrise: Run, hide, trick, deceive, do anything to keep the demons distracted until sunrise and even try to hold them down to burn if it's a low demon.

Use their strength against them with better strategy. Trick them. You have good knowledge of how to do so with each demon.

Confuse their bodies: target the spinal cords in the nape of the neck in lower demons, it's stimulate the same feeling as a nichirin blade. With higher demons, tear off important parts of the body before coating the body scar in wisteria. It'll give you time to run ahead. They'll be struggling with the stinging and painful sensation to deal with chasing down.

If you are in a group with more of five, corner lower demons and act more aggressive, they'd usually run. With the Kizuki, either use them against each other if they are more than one or attack like a pack of wild animals.

Use the clan and under-families powers on the demons. The chief had already created and passed down the powers to each family of the clan, if not use the gods.

@hantengudelulu

I just know, I feel it in my veins, that he turned into Urami at some point of the night. I just know it like the back of my hand.

Hantengu is the best lover of them all

So I was rewatching Game of Thrones, the scene where Tyrion and Bronn were so confused as to why the whores didn't accept Podrick Payne's money for their services...and one of my story reviewers suggested out of the clones Hantengu might be the best lover out of them all so...Here is a crack fic of that:

Sekido had had enough of Hantengu’s whimpering. While he represented the emotion coward, he wasn’t afraid to walk into battle and have his head chopped off to release them so Sekido knew Hantengu could control his quivering and shaking when he wanted to.

They walked through the streets of Yoshiwara in human form, Karaku in tow clapping his hand on the old man’s back.

“You just need a confidence boost old man…” 

Hantenu quivered again.

“I-I don’t u-understand why y’you have taken me here.” 

Sekido grunted, rubbing his temple as if the mere sound of Hantengu’s trembling voice gave him a headache.

“You’re an embarrassment,” Sekido snapped. “Your sniveling makes me sick. You need to toughen up.”

Karaku grinned and leaned down to Hantengu’s height, patting his shoulder. “A little bit of fun will do you good, old man. Nothing like a woman’s touch to put some fire back in your bones. Get some confidence.”

Aizetsu sighed from the side, his eyes fixed on the brothel’s lantern-lit entrance. “This is pointless. He’s just going to cry the entire time. We’re wasting our energy and he will only embarrass us. ”

“I-I-I don’t think this is n-necessary,” Hantengu stammered, fingers twitching nervously. “M-my body is too f-fragile for such indulgences…”

Karaku chuckled, winking at the courtesans peeking out from behind the sliding doors, whispering and giggling amongst themselves. “Don’t worry, old man, they’ll take good care of you. Just relax.”

With a huff, Sekido gave Hantengu a rough shove through the door and threw him a purse of coins.  “You’ll stay in there until you stop acting like a coward. Maybe if you’re occupied with something useful, you’ll quit whining for once.”

Karaku turned to the madam. 

“Send him a couple of your best courtesans.” 

Hours later, the clones waited impatiently in the brothel foyer. Sekido was practically fuming, his arms crossed as he tapped his foot.

“This is ridiculous. How long does it take to—”

The door slid open, and Hantengu stumbled out, red faced and twiddling his fingers together. 

Before Sekido could say anything, he looked behind him to see….

A dazed-looking woman stumbled out, her cheeks flushed and her hair in disarray. A second woman followed, equally disheveled, and the two leaned against each other, whispering and giggling like schoolgirls.

A third woman emerged, fanning herself with a fan. "I’ve never… My gods…"

Two more women came out….

“Oh my…” one of them gasped, pressing a hand to her flushed cheeks. “I… I didn’t know it was possible to… feel like that.”

The other nodded dreamily. “He was so gentle… and then suddenly… not. I didn’t know what to expect next. He kept apologizing between every—” She broke off into a shuddering sigh.

The clones were speechless.

Another woman peeked out from behind the others, her face red and eyes half-lidded. She gave a shaky laugh. “I… I think I’m in love.”

Two more women appeared behind her, one of them barely able to stand on her own. “I think he broke me,” one whispered to her friend, who just giggled and nodded.

Another woman came out, red faced. “Oh my goodness,” she said breathlessly. “I think he made me unlock my third eye and find nirvana.” 

Sekido turned to Hantengu, his face twisted in a mix of horror and disbelief. “How many did you...how....you're telling me you satisfied...—”

Hantengu flinched, hiding behind his sleeves. “I-I didn’t mean to… I was just trying to d-do what they said…”

“Hey, why do you still have the money? You need to pay them,” Aizetsu commented in bewilderment. 

“Ohhhhh don’t worry about that,” one of the women said.

She turned to Hantengu. “Just come any time. You don’t have to pay ever again. At all.”

Even the madam, who had joined in at one point due to all the noises in the room, nodded in agreement.

Karaku’s jaw practically hit the ground, his pride taking a massive hit. “Wait… hold on a second,” he sputtered. “You’re saying… they didn’t even charge you?”

The woman just winked at Hantengu with a satisfied sigh. “Not a single coin. Consider it our pleasure, dear.”

Even the madam, who ran a notoriously high-priced establishment, gave a slow nod. “Anytime. For him, it’s on the house.”

Aizetsu blinked, his frown deepening as he tried to make sense of it. “That’s… not possible. Even I’ve had to pay before…”

Urogi squawked in confusion “Wha?  The old man gets free passes while we have to cough it up?!”

Karaku’s face twisted into a mix of disbelief and frustration. “What the hell?! I’m the embodiment of pleasure! I know my way around women better than anyone! And you’re telling me the sniveling coward outdid me?!”

Before anyone could respond, Urogi dragged Karaku into a nearby alleyway, the others following suit. Sekido practically threw Hantengu against the wall, his eyes burning with fury. “Start talking. What did you do to them?”

Karaku grabbed his shoulders, eyes wide and desperate. “Details, old man! Details! Did you use your hands? Your tongue? What the hell made them lose their minds?!”

Hantengu squeaked, his hands trembling. “I-I-I… I didn’t know w-what to do… s-so I just followed their lead and….”

Karaku’s eye twitched, his ego more bruised than ever. “I’ve never once been offered free access! Not even a discount! And you—” He pointed a shaky finger at Hantengu. “You don’t even like women!”

Urogi grumbled next to him. “Can’t believe we got outclassed by a coward.  Maybe the key is to cry and beg more!”

Sekido whirled around, shoving Urogi back with a glare hot enough to melt steel. “Shut up. This is an embarrassment to all of us. How am I supposed to look anyone in the eye when I know that he—” He jabbed a finger in Hantengu’s direction, who promptly squeaked and ducked behind his sleeves. “—he of all demons has us beaten in something like this?!”

Aizetsu looked at Hantengu with a strange mix of pity and resentment. “I don’t understand it either. But… it’s true. They really did fall for him....How? ”

Sekido let out a guttural snarl, grabbing Hantengu by the collar and lifting him off his feet. “Listen here, you miserable worm. You’ve humiliated us today. If you ever let that pathetic display happen again, I’ll rip your head off….”

Hantengu quivered, eyes wide with terror. “Y-Yes! I-I’m sorry! P-Please forgive me!”

Sekido dropped him with a sneer, muttering darkly under his breath. “Disgraceful. I’m going to kill something just to get this feeling of shame out of my system.”

Karaku was still pouting, arms crossed and eyes narrowed at the ground. “Next time, I’m picking the brothel. No way I’m losing to Hantengu again. I refuse.”

Hantengu, still on his hands and knees, peeked up nervously. “I-I’m really sorry…”

“Shut up!” the other three snapped in unison, leaving Hantengu to shiver pathetically on the ground.

And as they walked on, their pride permanently scarred, they all vowed to never speak of this night again.

@hantengudelulu: About the perverted Hantengu fics you've mentioned...

Have you ever thought of Hantengu going as far as to be a yandere to his victims? You know, to give them more trauma and fear? I just kinda see him as the guy to unleash some untamed, terrifying, and traumatizing obsession from his clones on his victims? Maybe it can also be an act just to have the poor victim more terrified before doing what he originally planned to?

@hantengudelulu

@virtuousweakling

Listen, I just know that if somehow, a demon, EVEN THE UPPERMOONS, get close to a human who gives them what they didn't get enough of in their human lives, they just won't leave it alone. It's kinda like an AU of mine where a demon can have a favorite human that they don't ever let go of, because why would they? It's THEIR human. Period.

Me, when looking at Hantengu:

Quick "protective mother Nature and yandere lover" drabble.

In the drabble, the yandere's darling doesn't feel well in their relationship and their darling's a spiritualist and a child of Mother Nature.

"Who do you simply think you are to treat my child that way? My child deserves to bloom freely, not be crused under your absolute patheticness and selfishness. Do you think my child would love you back if you keep them locked and without the proper stuff? Oh no, what you have now is their destroyed version. You destroyed my child, you small-minded imbecile. My child will never love you if you continue with this idiocity. You. Don't. Deserve. Their. Kindness. Or. Anything. Of. Them."

Mother Nature spoke coldly to the foolish yandere who thought that their darling is doing fine under their care. They weren't complaining and fighting back anymore, so what's the problem? To them, that's what a happy life with their darling is. The yandere got even a bit offended and shocked at the deity's words. They had done only what they needed to to have their darling to love them, but was that love really there?

Their darling had lost their smile, the spark in their eyes, their interest in their absolute favorite hobbies, but they were listening and being obedient, so that would mean that they love them back, right? Sure, they had to do some physical punishments on them, but it was necessary in that moment.

"You don't understand my child like I do. My child needs care and freedom. You won't expect to have a garden of healthy flowers with no right conditions, right? You don't love my child, you're simply trying to fill in something disgusting of yours that even Zeus would be disgusted with. You only have one choice: Either treat my child right or continue with your bullshit and I'll show you hell. Choose."

Mother Nature didn't play around with her sweet and caring child. If she thinks that her child is being mistreated, she'll show hell to that person. She knows how her child deserves to be treated, they should be treated like the greatest thing on the Earth, like the air that foolish obsessed fool needs, but instead what do they do? Stomped on her precious child like a disgusting sadist to a precious and rare flower. She will not allow that.

"You do not know even an ounce of how to take care of them, so leave their life, right now at this instant. I'm not joking around as my child's happiness and safety is my top priority in my whole life."

But how would they be treated in just general? Is it at least somewhat normal? Probably not, right?

Girl, hold on a second. How are geishas treated in the Red Concubine AU? Are there like small rule breakings for them? Because they would need to "marry the art"? Or are they just not there at all? I just have a small idea I want to do as a side fic or like my own little story inspired with your AU.

Geisha are still there as part of traditional Japanese culture in the red light district. They cannot leave it. If they do with permits they dress as the commoner women and are veiled. They are used to entertain nobles and foreigners

The handmaids tale had a red light district called the Jezebels. So similar stuff here

Jesus, with that, only an idea of a siren getting high on something and having sex with something so ugly to give birth to Gyokko. She probably left him out cause he was too ugly for her.

@hantengudelulu @fallstreakfeathers @virtuousweakling: If there were other supernatural creatures in the KNY world, that demons could kill and eat (for example: werewolves, sirens, mermaids and a thousand other fantasy creatures), would their blood be more "interesting" than humans due to not being fully human blood? Like, could it be similar to a marechi type of taste? Don't know how that popped up in my head.