Fumiko : Kokushibou, can you help me cut these onions?
Kokushibou : Sure
Kokushibou : * All six eyes tearing up as ne cuts the onions*
Fumiko : Oh no! I forgot about this! Are you okay?
Kokushibou : I -- I can't see -- it hurts -- * reaches out and brushes his fingers on Fumiko's eyes*
Fumiko : * starts tearing up* * rubbing her eyes*
Douma : *enters the room* Gasp! Fumiko-chan! Why are you crying?!
Fumiko : Douma! I can't see! * Reaches out and touches Douma's eyes*
Douma : * starts sobbing **rubs his eyes*
Akaza : * enters the room* Wha-- Douma, what did you do to make Fumiko cries?! And why is Kokushibou crying as well?!
Douma : * presses his fingers onto Akaza's eyes*
Akaza : Holy sheet -- * starts crying *
Muzan : * enters the room* * sees the top three Uppermoons and Fumiko crying*
Muzan :
Muzan : What the fricky frack happened you maggots?
Muzan : Not you, Fumiko, you're my princess.
This is very similar ๐ค....
To akaza/hakuji Stan.... I'm very sorry
She always made sure to hold his hand tightly.
The first day Yoriichi decided to come and live with Uta, the girl took a hold on his hand and lead the way to her home, her tight was strong.
It was as if she was afraid he would leave.
Since then, whenever they both went out together, Uta had always held his hand in hers. She had asked once if he felt uncomfortable with it and would rather her not to do it.
Yoriichi answered by gripping her hand in his.
He was happy.
Very happy.
His face didn't show his true feelings, but the small action from Uta made his heart fluttered. He noticed that it was something that calmed Uta down, as she sometimes had nightmares when sleeping and he would reached out and hold her hand, and she would immediately calmed down.
10 years later, married, even as adults, she would still hold his hand. She was still worried that he would leave her and she would be left alone again.
Yoriichi would gripped her hand and reassured her that, he would always stay by her side.
He would never leave her.
But she did.
Yoriichi would never forgive himself for coming home late that night. His mistake had caused his wife and unborn child to be murdered. If only he had returned quicker...
And so he cradled Uta's corpse in his arms gently for the next 10 days, tears already dried from the constant crying.
He held her hand in his. Her skin was so cold, no warmness on it like he usually felt. He regretted letting her hand go that day. She must have felt so lonely. She died a lonely death with their unborn child.
His grip around his wife's hand tightened.
What he would give to have her hold onto him again...
๐/๐ฏ : ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฉ๐ข ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ณ๐ณ๐ณ
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If the moon reflected the sun's light, doesn't that mean in the night, there are still sunlight shining over through the moon? How the hell the demons aren't burn at night???,
" I am not leaving you. " Uta has said once, grasping Yoriichi's hand under the blanket. He returned the grip with the same amount, assured, as he rested his chin over her head and allowed her to doze off to sleep first before following suit.
Even if she isn't physically there anymore, nor does their unborn child, Yoriichi sometimes holds out his sword to the sun and watches the way his obsidian black blade glistens under the light, his hearing picks up the relentless chirping of the wildness around him, feeling the pouch containing his flute settles in nicely in his clothing folds, and he knows that she's still there with him.
It's them!!! I can't wait!!
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 )
|| ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ || 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. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ 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. "
๐๐ช๐ด๐จ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, 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.
๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ต๐ฆ
Thinking about KNY x Trollhunters crossover and the comedically misunderstanding it can ensure;
" Oh! You know about them? (Talking about trolls) "
" If we're talking about creatures that perish under the sun, then yeah. (Talking about demons) "
" Huh, you're taking this fairly well about them. (Trolls) "
" Yeah, my ancestors have been fighting them so the stories get passed. (Demons) "
" Your ancestors fought the bad ones? Wow, they must've been warriors! (Gumm Gumm trolls) "
" They prefer the term slayers, and yes, the stories highlight that they are good ones. (Nezuko, Tamayo & Yushiro) "
" Huh, it would be nice if we could use some advice on how to defeat the bad ones. (Gumm Gumm trolls) "
" Why? They've perished a long time ago. (The Final Battle against Muzan) "
" They're still around? They're trying to escape from the other side you know? (Darklands) "
" What do you mean they're trying to escape from the afterlife? "
" You call the Darklands the afterlife? "
" Darklands?? "
" Yeah? Gunmar and the Gumm Gumm trolls were banished there centuries ago? "
A pause.
"...Trolls? You were talking about trolls? What are trolls??? "
Another pause.
" Wha -- of course I am talking about trolls! What did you think I was talking about?? "
" Demons?? Man eating creatures that can't be under the sun??? "
" That sounds a lot like the Gumm Gumm trolls. "
" I am literally talking about the demons -- the ones that have existed for centuries before they were defeated in the Taisho era??? "
A very, very long pause.
"... We're misunderstanding the whole thing, aren't we? "
"...It seems to be so. "
Genderbend Koyuki, Hakuji and Akaza.
Kouki and his two fiancee Haruhi and Akane.
I love Hakuji/Akaza x Koyuki so much ( โโฟโ )โก๏ฝก:๏พ(;ยดโฉ`;)๏พ:๏ฝก
I will not tolerate any Mitsuri slandering.
I really don't understand why some people hate her ๐ญ she's so sweet and kind.
If I see one more people saying they hate her cause of the way she dressed -- I will go berserk.