Welcome! 31 years old! Pronouns she/her! Obsesses over 2D characters! At the moment: Tokyo Debunker, Demon Slayer, JJK, MHA, and Love & Deep Space. I might start getting into writing fanfics when I have time. STAY TUNED!
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Shooooo! I love you!

Happy birthday to our multitalented ghoul!!🎉🎉
Imagine if Darkwick ever had a sports festival, he’d 100% steal the spotlight
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My beloved!

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TEAL EYED BROTHERS FAN COMIC!
Made a teal eyed brothers / obamitsu /rengoku and obanai brothers comic!
Also random kyojuro ghost appearance cause I miss him!🥺
Got the comic’s concept while reading this lil art piece here
Hi @beddybites I love your art!
I MADE A FREAKING COMIC BOOK! MAKE A PAGE I SAID! NO SHADING I SAID! WELL! THIIS TOOK ME 7 HOURS!🫡🫠
Man I love demon slayer!
And Muichiro tokito! My Shayla’s!
At least you all can see what a comic book made by me looks like!👍
Well I’ve been practicing my paneling skills. Please don’t mind the terrible lettering, I’m yet to learn that one!
Sorry I haven’t drawn as much, had to take some time off to rest from school.
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Demon Slayer Hashira Alignment Chart When Playing Video Games
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Omg! Giyu in the background and Muichiro on the ground has me dying.

그짤 ( hunyangzi )
#demon slayer#kny#kimetsu no yaiba#muichiro tokito#tengen uzui#giyuu tomioka#rengoku kyojuro#sanemi shinazugawa
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OMG. I COULD TOTALLY SEE THIS HAPPENING!

I can confirm this happened 🤓☝️
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Muichiro is my little baby. I am adopting him.
Most Adorable Hashira


















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OK I have a small lil idea in my brain that I need to spill 🙏 also so sorry if you've already written something like this and I'm just very blind 😭
You know that Tiktok trend of girls running away from their police officer boyfriends seeing if they could escape them if they were a criminal? [Also playing that 'Bad boys bad boys whatcha gonna do?' Song pskdns]
Feel like it'd be such a silly scenario for Reader to set up their phone for a silly trend, see if they could outrun their Pro Hero boyfriend/fiance/husband Katsuki... And probably not even make it over the fence before he catches them LOL.
──★˙ 🏃💨 ̟ !! Gotcha, Dumbass
⋆. 𐙚 ˚ || katsuki bakugo x reader, pure fluff
The park is quiet, soaked in late-afternoon gold. Your phone sits propped against your bag on the bench, angled just right—hidden in plain sight. He doesn’t notice. He never does when you’re around.
Katsuki stands a few paces away, broad shoulders tipped toward the sun, sipping lazily from a water bottle. His hair catches the light like wildfire, every sharp strand sparking gold.
You grin, mischief tugging at your lips. “Katsuki.”
He side-eyes you, already suspicious. “What now?”
“Let’s do that trend.”
His brow ticks. “What trend?”
“The one where the girlfriend runs, and the boyfriend’s gotta catch her. She gets a head start.”
He stares. Blank. Like you just told him calculus is romantic. “…That’s it? That’s the dumbass trend?”
“It’s not dumb! It’s cute,” you argue, crossing your arms. “You give me a head start, and if you catch me, you win. If you don’t, I win.”
He clicks his tongue, but his lips twitch upward, betraying him. “You’re a pain in my ass.” He pushes up to his feet, sliding his hands into his pockets. His voice drops, low and teasing. “Fine. Ten seconds. But don’t start crying when I tackle your ass into the grass.”
Your heart kicks. Excitement bubbles. You step back, biting a smile. “Deal.”
His eyes glint, sharp and dangerous. “Run.”
You don’t wait for him to count. You bolt—sneakers slapping pavement, laughter spilling out of you like it’s too big for your lungs.
Behind you, his shout tears through the air.
“Oi! The fuck—you didn’t even let me—”
But then it cracks into a laugh. Low. Rough. And you know you’re screwed.
You weave between benches, half screaming, half laughing. “He’s not gonna catch me—”
“Don’t talk like I can’t hear you, dumbass!” His footsteps hit harder, faster. Louder.
Adrenaline spikes, your chest heaves, and still—you can feel him holding back. He lets you think you’re winning. Lets the gap between you shrink one step at a time.
Five strides. Three.
You swerve sharp, hoping to shake him, but—mistake. He knows you too well. Reads you like his own pulse. Before you even finish the turn, he’s there, arms snapping around your waist, momentum dragging you both into the grass in a breathless heap.
You shriek, air stolen, his weight and heat pinning you before he hauls you upright with ease.
“Gotcha, dumbass” he growls against your ear, his voice rough silk.
You’re still gasping when your feet touch the ground again, though his arms don’t loosen. His chest presses firm to your back, his grip caging you in. When you twist enough to see him, that cocky, flushed smirk hits you square in the chest.
“Cheater,” you accuse, still breathless, laughter spilling anyway.
“Tch.” His mouth brushes your ear, teeth grazing. “I gave you a fuckin’ head start. You never stood a chance.”
You giggle too hard to breathe. “That’s not fair—”
“Life ain’t fair, princess,” he cuts you off, lips quirking. His hand drags slowly down your spine, anchoring you in place. His forehead dips to yours, heat buzzing in the space between. “You really think I’d let you run away from me?” His voice drops, dark and certain. “You’re outta your damn mind.”
Your laughter softens, folds into something smaller. Something warmer. He notices. He always notices.
“Stop lookin’ at me like that,” he mutters, even as his thumb skims your waist, grounding you. His voice betrays him—hoarse, quiet, fond. “You’re lucky I didn’t tackle you into the dirt.”
“You wouldn’t,” you tease, breath catching.
His smirk sharpens. “Try me again and find out.”
From the bench, your phone blinks quietly. Recording everything.
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TAIGA lovingly torturing MC. It's so amazing...he looks so serene...so comfortable...so gentle...so loving...so sweet, but she's in his freaking torture chair! Literally, there are hooked chains dangling behind him...and yet he looks like he is so in love. That is the paradox that is Taiga. Lovingly violent.
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Nothing to see here! Just Lyca and Ed brawling in the background. Truly...it looks like Ed bit Lyca after he was grabbed.
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I LOVE THIS BABY TAIGA! It never occurred to me that he was once a kid and could be so cute!

the old me hides while the new me fights. look in my eyes, he’s still in there, right?
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There's people who have a religion, and there's Religious People. The first type is just normal people who happen to have a foundational structure they like to have their world built upon. The latter type are the kind that make me want to lean in and say "look, I would not even want to get into the kind of Heaven that would let you in."
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