I Think That Senjuro Is Strong.

To these 4 demons, Fumiko is like their honey pie

Honey Pie = A term of endearment; honey, sweetie, darling

Reader insert KNY prompt idea:

You are an eye-catching newbie slayer because of your quick learning and ability to adapt in high pressure situations. Creative and witty, you are sure to climb the rank and even estimated to join the Hashira at any moment.

The problem; You can't feel pain.

Your pain senses are basically gone, and this means you can't detect if you are injured or not. You can't know if you put much pressure into your body through breathing techniques, clueless if your bones are broken and unsure if something had pierced or poisoned you.

The second problem; You are an un-removeable force. Extremely stubborn and won't stop at nothing to slay demons.

[ Demon Slayer × Trollhunters idea ] (2)

[ Sengoku era ]

" No, no, you don't understand! That girl is a demon! She's not my daughter! GIVE MY BABY BACK YOU DEMON -- !! "

Someone drapes a haori over Nomura, covering her view from the commotion. She doesn't know why she stands around like an idiot, she wasn't trained to be stilled when an enemy struck to hurt. But then again...even she needed a moment after almost being drowned to death by her 'mother'.

Leave it a mother's intuition to reveal the changeling's true nature...

Nomura supposes a day like this will come, for her the mother to seek the truth of her real daughter. It just didn't come to the young changeling's mind that the woman would do something as drastic as this; attempting to drown her while bombarding her with questions. If it wasn't for the passerby, maybe Nomura had to kill the woman in order to survive.

Her heart (whatever is left of it) aches. The mother didn't start out like this in the beginning, only to become suspicious after a few years raising the changeling like her own daughter. Attachment is a dangerous thing, her naivety and hope has led to this mess...

" Nomura, is it? "

The man that had given her his haori kneels down to her level. She manages to dart her eyes away from the screaming and struggling mother being carried away by other people. Reminding herself of her purpose, she gathers tears to spill, eyebrows already furrowed as she brings her hands to grasp tightly on her kimono, a mask of sorrow is about to be slid on --

Green eyes find maroon-red ones, and a sudden pressure makes the changeling freezes.

The human before her doesn't look too much out of the ordinary. He looks simple, humble even. His expression says nothing of his emotions, but Nomura notices the way his hand rests on the hilt of his sheathed sword by his hip. The earrings on his ears sway as he tilts his head a bit.

" What are you? " He doesn't beat around the bushes.

A spark of panic rises in her. Something is off with this human, and every danger senses of hers are screaming in terror.

" M-Mister...what are you talking about..? " Play innocent, play weak, play clueless --

" You're not a demon. " His voice draws on without a single tone of anything that reveals his emotions.

" Of c-course I am not, mister -- "

" Do you eat humans? "

The question almost has her stagger. No, she doesn't eat humans. Her other changeling comrades may find some pleasure in doing so, but she has never tasted a human's blood since she came out of the Darklands.

" No. "

Nomura curses herself, for allowing her voice cracks and revealing that she's not a pitiful looking child that she masked herself to be. She darts her eyes around, trying to find an opening for her escape. Fighting back is not option unless she wants more people to see her for what she is. She can scream, draw more attention for the others to come and separate her from this man --

" Is she safe? "

This one has her gaze snaps back to the man immediately.

" What? "

" The child you replaced, " his gaze never waver, " is she safe? "

For once, the truth is her saving grace. Nomura nods. " Yes. "

The man stares at her for a few more seconds before withdrawing away, his hand leaves his sword and he straightens up. Despite the clear space between them, this doesn't reassure the changeling the slightest.

Her human father comes to fetch Nomura, and she silently curses her guardian for being so late. The haori stays on as they take their leave, and she can feel the man's stare on her back like a sharp dagger.

Nomura doesn't dare to look back.

Went through some stuff and found my old sketch books in my teenage years. Have some KNY snippets.

Sonic 3 spoiler (? I think?)

I like Sonic 3 more than I thought I would. Also, I like that Super Shadow's quills matches the shade of Maria's hair colour.

(doomed siblings my beloved)

(and also Maria would've loved Ivo)

(also also nobody talks to me I am still processing that Gerald and Shadow don't care that they died as long as they can destroy the world for what happened to Maria)

Instead of a bounty plastered, this time, the merman noticed, the pirate had her face over a large poster, hung almost neatly just by the ship dock. He stayed hidden, still hearing footsteps and chattering echoing through the small port belonging to a small island he had just came across on.

He heard, despite the slurring words of those drunken humans, that the island is under the protection of the Butterfly Pirates ever since those -- what the government branded as criminals -- saved the natives of the island from nasty illness that had reduced the number of their populations. The government had deemed the islanders a 'loss cause' and abandoned them in time of needs. The pirates had saved them and the islanders were so grateful they even propped a picture of the captain by the dock.

He emerged out of his hidden spot once the coast was clear, propping his arms over the dock configuration, careful not to make loud splashing in the water as his eyes darted towards the taken picture of the Butterfly Pirates captain.

Gentle looking, her eyes were, even in the form of a picture. Unlike her bounty poster, she had her mouth opened in this one, the corner of her lips tucking up as if she was almost laughing while the photo was taken. It didn't matter what she wore in this poster or her bounty one, she could have worn a rug and still looked beautiful in it.

He tilted his head, eyes never left the poster, remembering the way this particular captain looked at him with no trace of judgement, eyes twinkling with no hostility and leaving him be in peace when he didn't reply when she greeted him.

" My, aren't you the prettiest merman I have ever laid my eyes on. "

He shuddered, feeling heat creeping up to his cheeks and ears as he recalled her sweet tone voice. Shaking his head, the merman dived back into the water, deciding that, while his dislike for humans still remained, it doesn't apply for this pirate with the name Kanae.

[Masterlist]

Cigarette,

Daydream,

You were only 8 years old...

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.

I did some rough sketches from suggestions for your weapons, and this one is from the whip idea by @wildchild23 and @fayethefairyqueen (which I actually love as well cause I love whip weapon)

I kinda forgot to colour the whip with your magic colour but imagine it's a type of whip like weapon made of your energy magic.

Also a bit of a draft idea where you were the one who took one of Gunmar's eyes;

(this is set centuries ago and you're helping Angor Rot fight Gunmar while trying to evacuate the other trolls to safety.)