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FUCKING TWO BAD BITCHES AT THE SAME DAMN TIME AT THE SAME DAMN TIME

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sammy really bust remmick till the white meat showed and all he said was “SHIT” 😭

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“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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Prostitution is a very common thing nowadays, women who are desperate for cash or just need to pay off their debts thrive in this industry. But these women don't think about the heart breaks they cause for the wives of the men they sleep with, but with my sweet Tashima I would have never thought about him cheating on me. With a sex worker none the less.

We were the perfect couple, we grew up in the same village and became close friends, we were practically inseparable. But of course as we both matured and grown are parents wanted us to marry. At the time I didn't quite care, all the other men in my village were already taken or already put in an arranged marriage so I ended up agreeing to marry my childhood friend.

Hell, now that I'm thinking back what would have happened if I didn't agreed? Perhaps, I would still be single and he would have found his own wife. Would my parents have missed out on the big money they got for marrying me off?

Would I still be in this situation?

I look down at my husband's quivering form his back still oozing blood from the knife wound.

"WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO YOUR FACE?!"

What is happening? That's a good question. I could feel every vein in my body pulsating and evey muscle growing stronger and something.... coming out of my head?

"A-ahhhh! Aghhhh!"

I heave as I quickly place my hands onto my forehead it feels like something's coming out of my head. "Fuck!" And it hurts like hell, it's like a headache but way worse, I could feel it, the top of my temple expanding as something pointy pokes out.

No matter how much pressure I put on it, it continues to stick out, I feel one of these things stab my hand that's when I reel my hand and stare back down at Tashima his eyes now as wide as saucers.

"M-monster! Beast!" He yells out in horror. His voice stinging my ears.

He's so fucking loud!

I can't even think straight, I don't know what happened but my ears are so sensitive now and I... I can actually smell Asumei's blood all the way from here. It smells so sweet, it's making me drool.

"Get away, don't kill me please!"

"Shut the hell up!"

I go to cover his mouth but I guess I got carried away. I ended up gripping his lips tearing them completely off leaving his bleeding tissue and his fully exposed teeth.

"Naghh!" He screams in pain, "ngh noutf!" (My mouth!)

I throw his lips across the room chuckling lowly, "You look so delicious right now, Tashima."

That... hunger from earlier it came back. I sharply inhale the scent of blood filling my nose. In mere seconds my eyes gloss over, I don't know what came over me but all I remember is gripping Tashima by his neck and hearing a sickening sound of skin tearing and bone crunching

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I stare at Tashima and Asumei's dismembered bodies chucks taken out of them. Did I really eat them? Everything went by so fast, the last thing I heard was Tashima's screaming, or at least his call for help.

I stare at their bodies all night, until the sunlight painted the house, light shoning in through the windows casting a warm glow over the bloodied bodies. I look down at my hands, completely red but something is different, my nails appear more sharp almost claw like. I guess that's how I ripped them apart so easily.

Your nails almost looked normal but they were now longer and the tips of them we're a dark shade of purple. You gaze at the corpses until the sun completely covers the kitchen, as the sun shines in light falls onto your form and suddenly you start to feel a burning sensation throughout your body.

You look down towards your fingers which where in the suns rays starting to turn to ash, you quickly reel away into a dark corner where the sun could not reach. After seeking shelter in the corner your fingers start to heal, the burning sensation now fading.

"I-i can't touch the sun?" you say aloud, as if someone is listening. You evidently decide to stay in the dark corner for the rest of the day, in fear that you will disintegrate in the sun.

Whlie residing in the dark space your mind wanders to what you have become, you remember your now dead husband calling you a monster. Have you really become such a thing? You bring your hand to rest on your temple, you feel something hard it's slightly rugged and the tips are sharp.

Horns?

You reach over into the lower cabinet beside you, pulling out a pan that somehow in the dark space you managed to see your reflection.

Your usual brown skin is scarred with dark circles under your eyes, two large horns can be seen shrouding out of your head leaving even darker scars along your forehead (an: your horns are similar to the Hantengu clones).

Your eyes are now lacking their usual golden brown now it's replace with a darkened pink hue, you raise your finger against your lip revealing your sharp fangs which were recently used to tear into the flesh of Asumei and Tashima. You place the pan down sighing to yourself.

"I'm really am a monster."

You reposition yourself in a way where your knees tuck into your body, so now you can rest your head on your knees and let your tears fall.

"W-what am I gonna do? Oh gosh, t-the village will kill me for what I have done."

You take a deep breath your throat growing dry.

"I'm a murderer.... What would mother and father think?"

I'll be casted aside as their daughter, I will forever be known as a monster to them.

You lay your head back against the cabinet of the darkened space resting your hands against your sore eyes. You stay in that position all day thinking about your next move. Will you run away, deciding to never see any of your loved ones again? Or continue to feast on the bodies infront of you?

Ugh, no they look cold and blue. Files are all around them now.

Or you could kill yourself, it seems like the better choice regarding this whole situation. Who would want a ravenous beast with a crazed hunger for human flesh around anyway?

"Man, but I do like living though."

You groan, conflicted with your made up decisions.

"I'll have to run away." You decide on the safer option.

You remove your hands from your eyes seeing that the sun has set. You can finally roam free. Going with your decision to run away you begin to pack your belongings, but not before leaving a note, you'd thought that someone will eventually come looking for you and your husband. Although, you do not have a plan for the two bodies though.

Eh, not my problem

You go into the closet deciding on wearing the kimono your mother had recently bought for you. You'd thought it would be pretty suspicious if you ran out the house in bloodied clothes, also this one will help you blend into the darkness of the night.

"Now what about these..."

You look into the mirror poking at your very noticable horns.

"Oh!" Hidden under a plie of clothes you find your old Wagasa, you used it frequently to beat the summer's blazing sun. It'll be perfect for hiding them, it also might protect you from the sun but you're not about to taking that risk.

You go back into the kitchen, casually stepping over the bodies to fix yourself some tea. After the things you've seen and done you really need it. This is your favorite type of tea, you and your mother used to drink it together everytime you spent time together. It's made with some type of flower and a few other herbs, your mother hand picked the ingredients herself. You recall her saying that this type of flower only bloomed in the daylight. Now what was it called?

Ah, it was called the Blue Spider Lily.

Doctor's would often use this flower to treat gastric ulcers, wounds, and respiratory problems. But you just liked the taste of it. After gulping down your tea you feach a piece of paper, a pen, and an inkwell to write your goodbye letter.

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To whom ever is reading this I am long gone, I left this place in the middle of the night in fear of what I've become... either I'm a monster or beast I can not stay in the village. I'm sure you've seen the disgusting massacre on the kitchen floor, you're probably wandering what attacked? Well, it was me I still don't know how but something drove me to this terrible state and now I must go. Please inform my parents that their daughter is no longer here. She'd turned into a cannibal, a murder, A Demon.

Farewell,

Y/n L/n ♡

You place the note next to the basket of sweets from the other day. Looking over at them you think to yourself,

Might as well

You pick up a mochi taking a bite, the usual soft outer dough now hard after sitting out in the open over night. No matter, you take a bite struggling until you swallowed. But you spat it back up, letting out a few wet coughs,

"I guess I can't eat normal food."

Coming to that new realization you make your way to the door ready to await your new journey, ready to start a new life as a Demon.

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i’m loving the forehead reveals

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Why was this one shot lowkey the best animation I've ever seen from MHA? Bones, you did not have to animate each individual particle of Bakugou's blood for us 😭

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Chapter 2

Prostitution is a very common thing nowadays, women who are desperate for cash or just need to pay off their debts thrive in this industry. But these women don't think about the heart breaks they cause for the wives of the men they sleep with, but with my sweet Tashima I would have never thought about him cheating on me. With a sex worker none the less.

We were the perfect couple, we grew up in the same village and became close friends, we were practically inseparable. But of course as we both matured and grown are parents wanted us to marry. At the time I didn't quite care, all the other men in my village were already taken or already put in an arranged marriage so I ended up agreeing to marry my childhood friend.

Hell, now that I'm thinking back what would have happened if I didn't agreed? Perhaps, I would still be single and he would have found his own wife. Would my parents have missed out on the big money they got for marrying me off?

Would I still be in this situation?

I look down at my husband's quivering form his back still oozing blood from the knife wound.

"WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO YOUR FACE?!"

What is happening? That's a good question. I could feel every vein in my body pulsating and evey muscle growing stronger and something.... coming out of my head?

"A-ahhhh! Aghhhh!"

I heave as I quickly place my hands onto my forehead it feels like something's coming out of my head. "Fuck!" And it hurts like hell, it's like a headache but way worse, I could feel it, the top of my temple expanding as something pointy pokes out.

No matter how much pressure I put on it, it continues to stick out, I feel one of these things stab my hand that's when I reel my hand and stare back down at Tashima his eyes now as wide as saucers.

"M-monster! Beast!" He yells out in horror. His voice stinging my ears.

He's so fucking loud!

I can't even think straight, I don't know what happened but my ears are so sensitive now and I... I can actually smell Asumei's blood all the way from here. It smells so sweet, it's making me drool.

"Get away, don't kill me please!"

"Shut the hell up!"

I go to cover his mouth but I guess I got carried away. I ended up gripping his lips tearing them completely off leaving his bleeding tissue and his fully exposed teeth.

"Naghh!" He screams in pain, "ngh noutf!" (My mouth!)

I throw his lips across the room chuckling lowly, "You look so delicious right now, Tashima."

That... hunger from earlier it came back. I sharply inhale the scent of blood filling my nose. In mere seconds my eyes gloss over, I don't know what came over me but all I remember is gripping Tashima by his neck and hearing a sickening sound of skin tearing and bone crunching

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I stare at Tashima and Asumei's dismembered bodies chucks taken out of them. Did I really eat them? Everything went by so fast, the last thing I heard was Tashima's screaming, or at least his call for help.

I stare at their bodies all night, until the sunlight painted the house, light shoning in through the windows casting a warm glow over the bloodied bodies. I look down at my hands, completely red but something is different, my nails appear more sharp almost claw like. I guess that's how I ripped them apart so easily.

Your nails almost looked normal but they were now longer and the tips of them we're a dark shade of purple. You gaze at the corpses until the sun completely covers the kitchen, as the sun shines in light falls onto your form and suddenly you start to feel a burning sensation throughout your body.

You look down towards your fingers which where in the suns rays starting to turn to ash, you quickly reel away into a dark corner where the sun could not reach. After seeking shelter in the corner your fingers start to heal, the burning sensation now fading.

"I-i can't touch the sun?" you say aloud, as if someone is listening. You evidently decide to stay in the dark corner for the rest of the day, in fear that you will disintegrate in the sun.

Whlie residing in the dark space your mind wanders to what you have become, you remember your now dead husband calling you a monster. Have you really become such a thing? You bring your hand to rest on your temple, you feel something hard it's slightly rugged and the tips are sharp.

Horns?

You reach over into the lower cabinet beside you, pulling out a pan that somehow in the dark space you managed to see your reflection.

Your usual brown skin is scarred with dark circles under your eyes, two large horns can be seen shrouding out of your head leaving even darker scars along your forehead (an: your horns are similar to the Hantengu clones).

Your eyes are now lacking their usual golden brown now it's replace with a darkened pink hue, you raise your finger against your lip revealing your sharp fangs which were recently used to tear into the flesh of Asumei and Tashima. You place the pan down sighing to yourself.

"I'm really am a monster."

You reposition yourself in a way where your knees tuck into your body, so now you can rest your head on your knees and let your tears fall.

"W-what am I gonna do? Oh gosh, t-the village will kill me for what I have done."

You take a deep breath your throat growing dry.

"I'm a murderer.... What would mother and father think?"

I'll be casted aside as their daughter, I will forever be known as a monster to them.

You lay your head back against the cabinet of the darkened space resting your hands against your sore eyes. You stay in that position all day thinking about your next move. Will you run away, deciding to never see any of your loved ones again? Or continue to feast on the bodies infront of you?

Ugh, no they look cold and blue. Files are all around them now.

Or you could kill yourself, it seems like the better choice regarding this whole situation. Who would want a ravenous beast with a crazed hunger for human flesh around anyway?

"Man, but I do like living though."

You groan, conflicted with your made up decisions.

"I'll have to run away." You decide on the safer option.

You remove your hands from your eyes seeing that the sun has set. You can finally roam free. Going with your decision to run away you begin to pack your belongings, but not before leaving a note, you'd thought that someone will eventually come looking for you and your husband. Although, you do not have a plan for the two bodies though.

Eh, not my problem

You go into the closet deciding on wearing the kimono your mother had recently bought for you. You'd thought it would be pretty suspicious if you ran out the house in bloodied clothes, also this one will help you blend into the darkness of the night.

"Now what about these..."

You look into the mirror poking at your very noticable horns.

"Oh!" Hidden under a plie of clothes you find your old Wagasa, you used it frequently to beat the summer's blazing sun. It'll be perfect for hiding them, it also might protect you from the sun but you're not about to taking that risk.

You go back into the kitchen, casually stepping over the bodies to fix yourself some tea. After the things you've seen and done you really need it. This is your favorite type of tea, you and your mother used to drink it together everytime you spent time together. It's made with some type of flower and a few other herbs, your mother hand picked the ingredients herself. You recall her saying that this type of flower only bloomed in the daylight. Now what was it called?

Ah, it was called the Blue Spider Lily.

Doctor's would often use this flower to treat gastric ulcers, wounds, and respiratory problems. But you just liked the taste of it. After gulping down your tea you feach a piece of paper, a pen, and an inkwell to write your goodbye letter.

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To whom ever is reading this I am long gone, I left this place in the middle of the night in fear of what I've become... either I'm a monster or beast I can not stay in the village. I'm sure you've seen the disgusting massacre on the kitchen floor, you're probably wandering what attacked? Well, it was me I still don't know how but something drove me to this terrible state and now I must go. Please inform my parents that their daughter is no longer here. She'd turned into a cannibal, a murder, A Demon.

Farewell,

Y/n L/n ♡

You place the note next to the basket of sweets from the other day. Looking over at them you think to yourself,

Might as well

You pick up a mochi taking a bite, the usual soft outer dough now hard after sitting out in the open over night. No matter, you take a bite struggling until you swallowed. But you spat it back up, letting out a few wet coughs,

"I guess I can't eat normal food."

Coming to that new realization you make your way to the door ready to await your new journey, ready to start a new life as a Demon.

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Chaper 1

Over 1127 years ago before the Heian and Tashiro era was the Nara period. And on this exact date January 1st, 784, you were coming back home from celebrating the new year with friends and family, usually you would have gone with your husband but he laid back at home saying he was feeling under the weather.

Why did he have to fall ill on New Years of all day's?

You think to yourself whlie walking the long trail that led to your shared home, but anyway you still brought a treat for your sick hubby.

While walking underneath the cool night sky full of beautiful stars and some lingering fireworks still being set off by people celebrating the holiday, you held a basket full of your husband's favorite sweets, Mochi, Yokan, and his absolute favorite Monaka.

You chuckle under your breath thinking of your husband's sweet tooth.

"Oh gosh, I hope these snacks will raise his spirits."

After a long walk through the night you arrive to you and your husband's shared home, upon opening the door you are met with dead silence, silence so heavy it gave you an unsettling feeling in your gut.

That's strange... You can't shake off this weird feeling but you try your best to ignore it and bring your focus to something else,

"Tashima honey, I made it back home!"

I place the basket of sweets on the coffee table, still waiting for an answer.

"He must be asleep."

I whisper to myself as I start to slowly creep to his bedroom.

Ever since he said he felt sick we agreed to temporarily sleep in separate rooms, to prevent me from getting sick as well. While creeping up to his room as quiet as I could as if not to accidently wake him up, but I ended up stepping on a loose floor board admitting a loud creak.

I stop all movements, my breath comes to a halt for I was a bit startled by the noise but I brushed it off ass I heard muffling or more of a shuffle coming from Tashima's room.

I walked towards his door slowly sliding it open all the away until I heard a click, "w-what..." I look throughout my husband's room the first thing I see is him sitting up on his futon with his chest completely bare, strands of hair sticking up and some lying on his sweaty forehead, then I turn to look at the second person....

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The woman laying against my husband wearing almost nothing but layer of smeared red lipstick, her hair was just as frazzled as my husband's.

I stare at them both in bewilderment, I see my husband's mouth moving but his words fall on deaf ears, all I hear is the ringing in my ears as tears spill from my eyes, the warm salty substance brings me back to reality.

"T-tashima?"

My words come out as broken sobs as I stare at my deceiving husband, I finally suck in a breath feeling completely heart broken as I rush to the kitchen but out the corner of my eye I see Tashima chasing after me, wearing the blanket that once kept me and him warm on cold winters night. Now it has been tainted by that whore of a woman.

"Y/N! Wait please let me explain, baby!"

He yells out to me following me to the kitchen.

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When we both reach the kitchen I look up at him in disappoinment he's a disgusting cheating mess, I look at how he lazily wrapped the blanket around him to cover himself, now that I'm thinking about it the flower printed kimono he had bought me for my birthday is looking really burnable right now.

"What is there to explain, CHEATER!"

I scream to the top of my lugs, it leaves a echo ringing throughout the house, Even after what I said he continues to speak, "L-look me and the guys were messing around earlier.... d-drinking and-"

"I thought you were sick!"

He clams up eyes widening, looks like I caught him in his lie.

"I-I got better..."

An annoyed look could be seen on my face, I'm clearly sick of his bullshit yet I remain silent.

"I got pretty tipsy and I ran into... a-a prostitute."

My eyes widen

"YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH A PROSTITUTE?!"

He looks down at you shame written over his face.

"I'm sorr-"

You cut him off

"Bring her."

"W-what?"

"BRING THE WHORE YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH!"

I shout at him again this time making him flinch before rushing off to get the woman he cheating on me with, he comes back with her and instead of covering her up she stands next to him completely naked,

Ugh! It's like he's rubbing it in.

There's not much to say she was the perfect woman, big breasts, slim waist and face, to top it off she thick hips and of course a small stature, it's not like you we're ugly or anything you had what she had but you were just on the chubby side, but you were still a pretty woman.

"What is your name, cunt?" I ask raising an eyebrow at the prostitute.

She sweat drops "I-it's Asumei" she spoke quietly,

Hm? I guess she feels shame too

"That's a pretty name, follow me Asumei"

Before she answers me I take her hand leading her to the other side of the kitchen leaving Tashima alone. As she follows close behind me I come to a halt her doing the same.

"It's a shame really, you really are a pretty gal."

"H-huh?"

I grip her by her hair yacking it so hard that I spin her bare back towards me as I reach for the big kitchen knife in the counter, of course she screams the annoying bitch, I look up to see Tashima running towards me but by then it's too late the sharp edge of the knife is covered in her blood, all I know is that her last words were muffled from her gurgling and choking on her own blood. I eventually dropped her body watching her spasming on the floor until her body went limp.

I let out a contented sigh then look up at Tashima.

"Y'know just minutes ago I was thinking about coming home to my sweet, loving, and loyal husband. I even brought home your favorite desserts."

I run my hands over my face laughing hysterically

"What's even crazier, I was just thinking about how the rest of my life will be like with you... But you just HAD to screw it up!"

He looks down at Asumei's corpse then back up at me, shock and fear in his eyes.

"You danm psycho!" He yells as he drops to his knees staring at the dead body.

"Well that was rude." I simply say,

"You're fucking insane, just wait until I tell the rest of the village!"

I watch him as he rushes to the door before he can even reach the handle I throw the knife at him, it lands right between his shoulder bland...

Tsk, I was aiming for his neck

"Ack! Fucking hell!"

He falls limp to the floor, I must've hit a nerve.

I walk towards his now paralyzed body, standing over it with a crazed smile

"I-I hope you burn in hell you bitch." He mutters.

Instead of responding with a snarky comment, I wedge the knife from out of his back giving him more pain.

I watch as the knife drips with a mixture of Asumei and Tashima's blood, I stare at it's crimson color for some reason I was drawn to it, I glide my fingers over the bloodied knife,

"It's still warm."

You say in strange wonderment. Before I knew it I was bringing the knife towards my mouth slowly licking a stride of their combined blood.

Tashima shivers below me clearly sicken by my strange display.

"How sick!"

As I consume their blood I feel different than I was a few moments ago, I can feel and hear my own heart beating faster and faster, I feel every vein pulsating I smell new things entirely and....

I'm

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Hungry.

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What if Muzan Kibutsuji wasn't the first demon in creation? What if there was another? But unlike the horrible, blood thirsty Demon King that every human and demon feared

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She was like no other Demon

Check out my story \\✨Demoness✨// on Wattpad 😁

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Now why they do my boy like that 😔

I didn’t understand at first but then it hit me like a truck 😭😭😭

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