Akaza: I Killed You, *pointing To Rengoku* And You Killed Me. *pointing To Tanjiro*

the betrayal

lorelei <3

I find myself thinking about Kokushibo and his family a lot. His wife and children, I mean.

Him abandoning them was wrong, but at the same time, I can't entirely blame him. It was clearly an arranged marriage and one that he wasn't happy in. Even though he described it as "peaceful", he also followed that up with "boring." For someone like Kokushibo, who's entire passion is swordsmanship and improving himself, I can see how that would ultimately lead to a feeling of discontent and listlessness.

However; my sympathy also extends naturally to his wife and children. Just like him, they were forced into a situation they also had little choice in. Kokushibo's wife was arranged to him, just as he was to her. The children didn't ask to be born. In the panel depicting Kokushibo leaving, it's easy to tell that they did love him. His wife looks devastated while his eldest tries to run after him, reaching out to grab his leg or his hand to keep him from leaving.

I see many discussions surrounding Kokushibo and his feelings towards his family, but ultimately I feel the situation is more complicated than one or the other. I don't think he hated them, nor do I think he truly loved them. He felt shackled, perhaps even resentful of his circumstances, but he did ultimately express regret at having abandoned them.

Kokushibo likely had more complicated feelings, perhaps more than he understood or was willing to admit. Having two children with a woman, one who was visibly devastated by his departure, and having his eldest child try to stop him from leaving seems to me like a pretty good indicator that, while he was with them, Kokushibo was a fairly good husband and father.

They loved him. I think Kokushibo had at least some fondness for them, too. Not enough to stay, not enough to consider his wife his "true love", but enough to treat them kindly while he was with them and to feel regret for his actions upon his death.

I do find myself wondering how his wife and children coped after his death. Financially they were probably fine, but emotionally is another thing. His wife probably had to live with the knowledge that the man she loved, or at least tried to love, didn't return the feelings. At least, not enough to prevent the final outcome.

His eldest would grow up with bittersweet memories and confused feelings. He would remember the excitement he'd felt when he was small and his father came back from his most recent mission, or the memories of Kokushibo holding him or promising to teach him how to wield a sword, all of that muddied by the pain and resentment of being left behind, of hearing his mother crying in despair.

His youngest would forever have a void in his heart. Never having had memories of his father, but longing to have known him and subsequently feeling guilty for longing for the man who abandoned them. Did they ever ask their mother or elder brother, or were they too scared to prod at old wounds?

Did they ever fully pick up the pieces? Did Kokushibo ever think of them, as a Slayer or as a Demon? I suppose we'll never know.

the pretty boys with the pretty flowers 🏵

The Kings Grand Entrance

Interlude from the horny side— I need a break, okay?

C/W; Torture, Villain/Imposter!AU, Dark content, Bodily harm, character death, Creator being a menace (I based creator off Muzan-ish), Uppermoon 1,3 and lowermoon 5 (because I love them most), No beta we die like Makoto and Nameless bard

A/N; this feels all over the place, but hope you guys enjoyed it , if this doesn't make sense don't blame me, I haven't slept in 15 hours.

"Checkmate." Rui muttered, placing his hands atop his thighs. Pierro hummed, "Well played."

The two were engaging in chess, something that Creator requested to measure Rui's intelligence and strategic planning. The elder obliged and whenever he had time would lay out his chess board and indulge with the boy.

Meanwhile, inside the laboratory, Dottore watched in fascination as Creator distilled a purple liquid into a beaker, one that the second presumed to be Wisteria poison.

"The flower has been extracted to its maximum ability, now its poisonous properties are capable of damaging one from the molecular level twenty minutes after ingesting it." You explained to the Doctor. Wisteria was abundant thanks to your artificial ceiling garden inside of your lab, allowing you to create the strong poison.

Dottore gently poured the poison into a glass container, it having a label of a sugary syrup brand to disprove any suspicion about its content.

"Tartaglia has infiltrated the impostors base, which ironically enough was a very large temple in the outskirts of Liyue that Zhongli had built. Since Zhongli wanted a part in this, I trust that man to persuade the impostor into drinking a special brew of tea. I asked him to create an alibi should they question his disappearance."

You didn't like to work with an Archon but what do you have to lose anyway? Though, if he did end up betraying you again, you'll willingly decay that man until there's nothing left of him.

Rui thanked Pierro for his time, and went out to the training grounds where he saw Capitano training the soldiers with an iron fist. He walked over towards two individuals who stood significantly taller than him.

"Hello, Kokushibo. Akaza." The child greeted, looking up to the two men who nodded at his greeting.

"Master informed you about our plan?" Akaza asked the boy who let out a few threads for him to sit on. "Yes. Those fools will be shown no mercy by Master." Rui responded. Kokushibo closed his six eyes for a moment, leaning against a tree overlooking the exhausted soldiers.

"They're all weak. The three of us will handle it easily, no need for worthless fodder." The burgundy haired man commented with Akaza agreeing.

"Still. At the very least, they'll die thinking they helped." Rui sighed in dissatisfaction.

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A few days later, a festival was thrown in remembrance of Creators birthday. Festivities were thrown, many alcohol bottles opened by the people and it was overall a celebration of indulgence.

The festival opened its doors, and many flock towards them. The Millieth and Knights of Favonius kept the peace relatively easily, getting the people to sit at their seats for the ceremony speech in the middle of an empty land with cliffs and forests.

"Good day everyone, as you all know today is a sacred festival. I wish nothing more than to congratulate our lovely Creator for their contribution to Teyvat as a whole. Let us celebrate with the most enthusiasm!" Venti finished his speech with a ballad as the crowd cheered.

Behind the stage, "Creator" was fixing their hair with the help of Zhongli. The ex-Archon gently brushed the soft locks of theirs while they sipped the man's brewed tea, unknowing of its unfortunate side effects.

Zhongli held their hand as they make their way towards the stage, slightly staggering along. He gave them a closed eyed smile as he gave a nod to Tartaglia who was watching them both. Beside Childe was Capitano, who bit his tongue seeing the people celebrate an impostors "Birthday".

"May those who have wronged you be brought to Justice, my dearest Grace." The ginger mumbled, already hearing thunder roar and crackle beginning to bloom.

"What's going on? Venti. Ei. What's wrong with the weather?" They asked the two perplexed Archons. The clouds blocked the sun from lighting the festival, as harsh winds began to sway everything in its wake. Thunder roared and lightning struck the nearby decorations.

"Get the people to safety! Something is clearly wrong!" Jean ordered the Knights who began to usher the frightened people into shelter.

Something jumps down from the cliffs creating a gigantic crater during its landing. Ei looked at them and began to shiver once she saw the kanji in their eyes. Uppermoon 3.

The Millieth and Knights of Favonius grabbed their weapon, and under the "Creators" order, attacked. Ei summoned her weapon to kill the intruder, but her strike was blocked by a katana.

She jumped back, only to find another had joined the fight. The figure had six eyes, and wearing a traditional samurai outfit.

"So this is the God of Eternity? Very well then. Under my Master's order, I'll kill you." He breathed out before clashing his blade against hers, as Akaza deal with Venti's arrows.

Rui infiltrated the Yashiro commission, who informed him that the commissioner and his family wanted no part in this whole festival. They firmly believed that violence is only needed when push comes to shove, and so, disliked the treatment "Creator" casted upon you.

Ayato was blessed to be granted such power, hence why he wanted no part in this celebration. Sumeru had no part in this as well, the "Creator" not caring enough to visit them.

The Kamisato family questioned whether or not the "Creator" is what they say they are, not feeling a glow coming from their being. There were far in between that could see your radiant glow, Zhongli was one of them, but it seems that that kind of power wasn't given to the others.

"Creator" hid behind Zhongli, who dropped the concerned facade. "No one will come to save you, you know?" He gleefully chuckled, seeing Tartaglia and Capitano make quick work of the other soldiers. The fatui who fought against the Qixing and Adepti had the help of Columbina and Pierro.

Rui's threads had already made work of the other commissions, as the child smiled at his handiwork before accompanying his "father" making their way to Zhongli and the impostor.

"How pitiful. I better get that purple mark on your skin checked." The ex-Archon sadistically stated, entangling their locks into his fingers before pulling them. Zhongli no longer hold back the anger in the pit of his stomach.

"My my, I didn't think Morax would appear before me, I'm impressed." You laughed out, holding a fan to your lips. The man laughed along, watching as the person's eye began to melt.

"I didn't think it would take this long to show it's effects, did you accidentally pour too little?" You turned your attention to the ex-Archon, who merely turned his head in shame.

Rui was beside you, getting his threads ready whenever you needed it. The impostor coughed out blood, with the fluid getting onto Zhongli's suit. Zhongli clicked his tongue.

"I wondered why the others have stuck by you, you cretin. Then I realized, I was special. Unlike them, I can see the truth. How dare you order me to kill my own Creator?" Zhongli spat out venom, draconic eyes bore into the Impostors skull.

Akaza managed to land several strikes on Venti, who couldn't find an opening to shoot his arrow into. The latter screamed as his arm was broken by the pink haired male.

"Seems like that God got her wish, now she's just like her sister, resting eternally." You chided, eyeing the now limp body of Ei who was split in half horizontally, while your subordinate sheated back his katana.

Rui noticed the bard going limp as well, "Father, Akaza is finished with the Anemo archon too." The boy excitedly tugged his father's sleeve. You nodded and turned your attention towards the crawling impostor, who Zhongli graciously broke the lower half of theirs.

"Death can only be brought once life cease. That is the law of nature, but, where's the fun in following deaths design? Rui. I order you to share your blood with them." You stood infront of the impostor, who reached out to you with an angry expression. Rui had no sympathy for their foolish arrogance, and did as you told.

You watched them gasp for breath as his white threads dig into their neck. Zhongli watched in morbid fascination as their body changed. Long white locks replaced their natural hair colour, skin pigmented snow-like, and red markings appear across their skin.

"Now you're connected to Rui. And, you'll truly perish once I allow you too." You smiled at their new appearance, You raised your wooden geta slipper high, before slamming them onto their upper arm, breaking the bone within them.

They let out an ear piercing scream, as those who were still alive turned to look at them. The children had been taken in by Arlechinno and Albedo as per Your order. Kaeya went with Pierro willingly because he wasn't exactly pleased with "Creator".

Khaenriahn's were different, They knew the truth.

Akaza and Kokushibo walked over towards you four, with no one left stable enough to fight back.

"This is for stealing my face." You draw back your leg before slamming it onto their backside, hard enough to pierce through the skin. Zhongli stood near the two Archon killers, dreading the fact that your slipper and sock is ruined by tainted blood.

"Master is pissed," Akaza marveled at your brutal display. The three can feel the rage of your blood inside them, rendering them scared.

"This is for my sweet Amy, Bennet, and Razor." You bent down to their level and used your fan to create cuts upon their body, before injecting a vial of wisteria poison into said wounds. The dosage was small enough to merely cause discomfort and not outright death.

"This is for my heart and shattered hope." You grabbed a few strands of their hair and ripped it off clean. They can only whimper in pain as their body shut down due to your poison inside their veins.

"And last, but certainly not least, This is for My Dignity." You gave them a pitied smile as you used your hand to reach in their throat and tore off their vocal chords, pulling it out in a bloody, bloody mess.

As a safety measure, you cutted off their head with a small dagger you brought with you, which was tedious but you shrugged.

"It's finally over... But, why don't I feel accomplished?" You breathed out, throwing their vocal chords onto the ground. Childe was the first to clap. Kokushibo turned towards him, but noticed what he was doing. He awkwardly raised his hands and clapped as well. Rui excitedly clapped his hands, telling Akaza to do it too.

Zhongli slowly clapped, and the others joined in. Columbina who finished plucking out the cyan feathers out of her hair rushed towards you, stepping over the corpse to hug you congratulations.

Your once dull eyes lit up again, Justice has finally been served.

the color of the flowers, the shadows of the clouds, nostalgic memories; leave them all at the window... icons 500x500, headers 1500x500

howlbedo with black hair~🏵️

Crews Quick Guide to Humans

Quiet humans are not defective. Loud humans are not defective. Unless there is a significant change, assume your human is operating at normal levels.

Human words do not mean the same thing all the time. Look up the study of human tone if you want to always know what your human means.

Human females will smell of blood each month. If this changes, ask your human in private if something happened.

Human males often do not know how loud they are. Asking them to lower their voice is not offensive.

Human cultures vary greatly and various cultures have conflicting beliefs. Most humans will not be offended if you cannot keep up with this.

Humans do not share a hive mind but do have several musical triggers that activate a human chorus. These triggers transcend most cultural and language barriers.

All Stabby units come with a human locator setting. Use liberally.

Ask for a detailed explanation before agreeing to join a human on any non work activity.

Be aware of human hobbies and skills. Humans enjoy company and will likely teach you whatever they know. It is also beneficial to know what your human may do should they get bored.

Do not be too concerned over what humans ingest, so long as they do so willingly and with the full knowledge of what they are ingesting.

Unless you hear a human say something along the lines of ‘I hope this works’ or ‘here goes nothing’, assume they have a working knowledge at the attempted task.

If you hear a human say one of the above phrases, take cover as it is likely too late to stop or report them.

genshin impact as anime ✨ 🍃

I've been thinking about all of these things since I freed him from the island by trapping him in the suitcase

i like to think hes just standing very far away from the entrance and maybe in the corner so hes not disturbed

i put him as my homescreen so i could do the bond daily with him and i thought it was funny he said that when i was spam tapping him

he did NOT have to give us that detail. though to be fair his aunt also had a really good chest triangle (what do i even call it..) i want to ask 37 what her perfect ratio of zettai ryouiki is

i literally made fun of how ugly he is (hes still ugly btw) but finding out that he has severe depression and character depth? im sorry sir. im so sorry but your real name is funny as fuck still. I am SO glad he considers being in the suitcase freedom. thank you for existing, 6. and he smiles ;_____; augh im sorry white man