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(out of character.) I got accepted into a discord rp (with a different oc actually) so that’s where my focus has been the past few days as I’ve been mingling with the new muns (tho some of the 15 i already know) and learning about all the ocs before it starts up in a week or so! However, I’m settling down and I’m back here now...

   I still have my starter call over here if anyone is interested, or you can like this post right here so I can jump into your dms and we can plot a little, talk, whatever! I really miss my girl and I’m v excited to rp her... 

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(out of character.) Tiny kny tag dump and basic info post while I still write up my page for it. 

Kohaku is a high ranked demon slayer of the Demon Slayer Corps. She has no intentions of being a Pillar for her own personal reasons.

She fights with a naginata instead of a sword like most other demon slayers. The nichirin blade itself is a nice amber color. Very pretty.

The breath style she uses is Breath of the Ancestors and is a derivation from the Breath of Wind. Kohaku is capable of recalling inherited memories with incredible ease and incorporates this into her battles.

Despite her high rank, she doesn’t have very many kills compared to others.This doesn’t mean she’s weak, though. She just doesn’t usually go in for that final blow herself.

Kohaku specializes in recording and documentation: preserving history as it happens. She’s written countless reports while accompanying other demon slayers on their journeys for the benefit of others. 

In a rapidly evolving world where demons are commonly (and wrongfully) thought as mere myth, she views it more important than ever to make sure as much information as possible is preserved.

When not helping other demon slayers through fighting means, Kohaku does a lot of... political work in the cities, though. She’s working hard on the goal of making the Demon Slayer Corps an officially recognized group. Stuff like that.

⌈ ❀ ⌉ KNY. || ✧ –––– YOU WIELD THEIR MEMORIES.

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 (out of character.)  please... like this for a starter! if we had an old thread that was my turn to reply, lmk if you want to continue!

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  (out of character.) hey so i’ve been hyperfocusing on demon sl/ayer so im making a verse for kohaku here because that is TOTALLY up her alley? like oh my god. im figuring out her story rn, but she’ll prob be a pillar/demon slayer of like, ink or ancestors! 

   i also have two drafts? but they’re months old so i dont know if anyone wants to fool with that!  lmk if you do i’ll hang onto them for now... gomen. i’ll set up a starter call soon anyway though because my muse for her is high and i really miss my favorite girl

  hi hi to those still following me on here! I also really want to polish up my general backstory for Kohaku because it’s like almost a year old and really sloppy in my eyes... 

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Incredible, but true: @occasorum deserves to have a good day today.

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                            when i’d try to count all these simple feelings,                        i’d find i forgot even the warmth you shared with me.

                                goodbye forever, we’ll never meet again.

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                          Yσu’re                                v u l n e r α b l e                                                                              Yσu αre nσt α rσbσt

                             Yσu’re                                       l σ v α b l e                                                                                 But yσu’re just trσubled

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│⚙️│ Kiibo appeared more interested than angry at her next comment, with most of his defensive energy now subsiding. In fact, he actually felt a little regretful for reacting as strongly as he did, considering how apologetic she was regarding her previous words. He’d really have to control that automatic reaction to perceived robophobia; it would really ruin his chances of making friends with others who might not react so positively to his words.

“I apologise for my strong reaction, Akimoto-san. I assumed you were simply another robophobe, so I’m relieved that doesn’t appear to be the case,” Kiibo seemed to mirror her bow with an embarrassed one of his own. “As you may have figured by now, I am the Ultimate Robot K1-B0. But please, address me as Kiibo. I promise your previous statements have not affected any chance of conversation with me.”

     【ꕥ】 She commends him for recovering swiftly from his initial outburst, at least. The returned bow too was something to take note of. The term robophobe strikes her funny, but she knows when to leave well enough alone. Kohaku nods her head. “Kiibo-dono, then. I’m grateful beyond words.” 

     There wasn’t any other viable option present other than to play along. “You must forgive me if I speak out of term. My Ultimate title refers to my retelling of the past, but I hold great interest in those with current great renown and as to what marks they will leave across history... and now knowing what I now know, I must say that is an honor to meet you. I am surprised that I haven’t heard of you before.”  

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                        “  that’s really interesting.  ”   he hums. molly, a connoisseur of hedonistic pleasures and interest in new experiences, was well - versed with the ideas of brothels and services of that kind. it wasn’t hard to pick up the hints on what she meant by a ‘love hotel’.            ( and as a man with no history, learning about the past was a little exciting, even if living in the now is his goal. )

                        “  i think it sounds exciting. anyone can bring new experiences onto the table for you, and doing it in a riverboat in the seventeenth century just sounds like a lot of fun. who cares if it’s pathetic ?  and the danger is what makes it so THRILLING !  ”

     【ꕥ】 Just what sort of person did she get caught up with now, exactly? Kohaku takes a moment to digest his exuberance; lip twitching as she fought to keep her expression neutral. “So you are a thrillseeker then, I take it.” She’s not impressed. Thrills for only the sake of thrills were tiring—she required ones with sustenance. Meaning. That’s what her reenactments were all about. Now that was exciting.

     Not stuff like... having sex in a riverboat. Did this guy want to join the mile high club in a dingy little bathroom, too? Disgusting. That’s one reliving experience she can do without.

     “I don’t share the same sentiment.”

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since the killing game i used made these things for have long since died, i finally decided to share some stuff i made for it!! i did more as well, but, i think this is enough for now LMAO

please don’t use anything i’ve made here without my permission!!! these were for one single killing game only, and not for personal use!! if you want to use anything, then PLEASE ASK FIRST!

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Character A: Your eyes are brighter than the brightest stars.

Character A: In fact, if your eyes went on vacation or something and the two brightest stars in the sky came down to house-sit your eye sockets, even your cheeks would be brighter than them.

Character A: Your whole facial area in general is really bright.

Character A: The stars will be so ashamed that they’ll become plumbers or accountants or something dull and basically the opposite of bright.

Character B: I am begging you to stop.

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yeah, they get the hint. visibly rolling their eyes at this point, they shift from on top of the desk to the chair pointed out before. they look a bit annoyed with being scolded, but they have no right to bitch about that. they did this themselves.

it takes a moment for them to actually speak, weighing their options. instinct says to lie, but they already got called out for that. they stare at kohaku for a moment before taking a deep breath and giving in. 

“i just wanted to see you.” they state. “wasn’t planning on making a scene, but, some of your students are totally rotten apples. i know how much you care about this stuff, so i thought id shut them up real quick. didn’t know that some ‘persuasive advice’ wasn’t allowed.”

     【ꕥ】 They missed her. Of course they did—she missed them too. Their schedules were night and day; sometimes even a full week going by without even seeing each other when they lived in the very same apartment.

     Be that as it may, it still didn’t excuse them threatening people. At least here, anyway. Nearly everywhere else was fine with her.

     “You’re lucky I don’t have you escorted off campus.” she says bluntly. That’s what she should do, but they know she never would. Kohaku’s eyes lower to their necklace and her expression softens just enough for them to tell. “... if you had only minded yourself I wouldn’t be here scolding you for something so inane.”

     “I know what my students say about me.” You only add fuel to the fire. “Surely you remember all the rumors that we’d hear in high school? Ones you yourself created? You are only blowing away the smoke, not the flames.” Kohaku leans forward and sets her hand on her desk; thumb running over her bracelet.

     “You’ve seen me now. What did you want to do next?”

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there's a knock, knock, knock on the door to kohaku's room during another day of staying shut-in her room, the voice of the younger brother emanating from the other side. "oneechan, have you eaten yet? i, uhm... got leftovers if you want any?" haruto was sure she was most likely fine, but, a kind soul doesn't rest easy.

     /// @deadimitation

     【ꕥ】 The knocking disrupts her thoughts. Kohaku turns her head towards the door with her stiff posture relaxing only when Haruto’s voice comes through. But... what was he saying? Was it that late already? 

     “Yes.” comes her reply, almost a question. He had leftovers? From yesterday? Or did he order something, or even... was someone else home? “The door’s unlocked. You can come in.”

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