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BREATHING STYLE: BLIZZARD BREATHING
Determined and strong, loyal and one of the strongest pillars.
Used to live in the dojo with his master and his fiancée Koyuki but sadly he lost them to a demon, he could fight it and the demon ran away, but it was too late.
He promised himself that he won’t let any other demon hurt another family so he joined the slayer corps.
With his master he learnt how to fight but he had to learn how to use a weapon to kill the demons, his best option was Tonfas because of his close-range fighting style.
He could actually rip demon’s heads off with his bare hands but that would be useless.
Blizzard breathing pillar, half Snow (Koyuki) and half his own rage.
Wears one of his master’s uniform under his slayer uniform and Koyuki’s hair pin on a necklace.
Douma’s best friend, he finds him weird and annoying but respects him. They train together and sometimes he sleeps over at his place when he feels lonely.
He was Douma’s inspiration to become a slayer.
Gets along very well with Mii-chan (Michikatsu, Douma calls him Mii-chan or Tsugikuni-dono, too straightforward or too friendly, there’s no midle)
I find it intriguing that Obanai is tasked with the accuracy of sword swinging training, considering that one of his eyes doesn't work well. I'd like to think that, aside from Kaburamaru's help, his instincts and senses are honed very well.
We can take into account of his past too, when he was always being monitored by the snake demon without him seeing her so his danger alert senses probably being heightened from there on. It's also amazing that after everything he went through, he doesn't despise snakes or scaly animals but instead decided to take it as a symbol of him.
or we can take that as him studying about snakes because he wants to be as prepared as possible if encountering another snake-themed demon (also to take better care of Kaburamaru) which then makes him fascinated over it and practices his attacks based on the snake's movements.
(Can this be taken as a form of disability? The concept of disabled slayers is something that can be explored, like Gyomei's blindness doesn't hinder him from being the strongest slayer and Sanemi's colour blindness -- that can impair a person's ability to read and interpret various diagrams and graphics -- doesn't let him stop from doing whatever the heck he wants or Uzui with his lack of one arm and still be able to perform flawlessly.)
*Twirls hair around finger* He's stupid 😊
This year's clothes theme is blue
(also please be careful when playing firecrackers and fireworks)
HELP NOT BALD AKAZA 💀💀💀
spoiler KNY new episode
I THOUGHT IT WAS AKAZA AT FIRST BECAUSE OF THE TATTOOS 😭
my brother said it's a Walmart Akaza 💀💀
A scenario I imagined from the concept idea where Zenitsu & Obanai are related.
"...You're a lucky one. "
Zenitsu went still, stopping just right behind the Hashira. The older man had stopped as well, but he didn't turn around to face the younger one.
His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. He felt as if the muscles in his lungs tightened enough to lessen the oxygen from flowing in, with how hard he found it to breathe properly now. Lucky? Lucky?
" How? " Zenitsu managed to choke out after an uncomfortable moment of silence. " I told you of my early life, how I roamed around the street like some sort of dirty rat and you told me I was the lucky one? "
The blond boy felt dread swirling inside him -- he was offended, yes, but there was something off with the way Obanai worded his sentence just now that made him consider having a second thought. Lucky. Zenitsu was the lucky one. Lucky for being taken away from his -- their family. Lucky for not being able to be with his blood relatives.
There was no mocking in the Hashira's tone, nor any sound vibrating from him that indicated any sense of superiority nor arrogance.
On the contrary, it was absolutely baffling for Zenitsu to hear that those words were spoken with an echo of relief.
Obanai shuffled in his spot, turning around just a bit enough for the two to lock eyes. If there was any resemblance between them for being relatives, perhaps it would be the shade of their golden eyes, albeit with the Hashira having heterochromia.
He always looked so stern and scary, for Zenitsu, that is. Eyebrows furrowing, glaring and arms crossing over his chest. No sense of friendliness, especially with the white snake curling around his shoulders.
But then Zenitsu looked at the bandage wrapped around Obanai's lower face, never being taken off. Not a fashion taste, not when he kept bringing his sleeve up to cover his mouth area. In a way, Zenitsu found a distant familiarity whenever he saw Obanai tilt his head down, eyes glancing away.
He watched him slowly bring his sleeve up like he often did, always stopping right when it covered his lower face. Bits of his fingers peeked out, brushing lightly against the wrapped fabric. Zenitsu was again thrown off by another sound coming from the Hashira -- as sound that he found himself could relate to.
Self loathing.
The dread sense doubled inside him when another thought came to him. A thought of his blood relatives. People who Obanai was with. People who he didn't know, where they are and what had happened for the Hashira to avoid talking about them.
" Did -- " Zenitsu felt his blood run cold. " -- Did they do that to you? What happened? "
And as always, from the beginning of the discovery of their blood connection, Obanai turned away from Zenitsu.
" Some things are better left unknown. "
What if...
What if the Tokitou twins lose their parents at a very young age?
What if Kokushibou finds them?
What if he decides to take them in?
[ Trollhunters Guardian (Y/n) ]
Centuries ago
" Trolls don't do kisses. "
You gave an acknowledged hum, tilting your head at Angor Rot. " It's a matter of choice though, right? "
" Perhaps. There are trolls that kiss their partners. Still, uncommon. " He gruffed, his shoulders shuddered slightly. " It's most likely that their partners aren't the same species, so they familiar themselves with such acts. "
You turned to him. " Do you want to try it? To get accustomed to it more? "
He bore his golden eyes at you, lips pressing thin. " I would lie if I say that I am not curious about how it'd feel. "
" Then -- ? "
" No. "
You laughed.
" No kisses, so I suppose you'd bite me instead? "
It was meant to be a jest, a light teasing. But then you saw the glint in his eyes and the curling smirk on his face. Surely he's just playing with around, the thought came to your mind.
Guess who had to wear neck length clothing for a month.
Part 5, let's go (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) [Masterlist]
Is the meal satisfying enough?
Severing Hell's Leash by @lavenoon is so SO good guys 🥹 a what-if where Jim returns Angor Rot's ring. A redemption arc for Angor and I just LOVE IT SO MUCH 😭😭💕💕
Here are some art I make from the fic. There's more but I'll post them later :D
The one above is when Jim returns Angor Rot's ring soul back, but only with a few conditions (and they're plotting against Strickler mwahahahah)
This one below is a scene in Jim's house basement. Strickler and Draal are in the living room while Jim confronts Angor about something.
Ugh UGH antagonist seeing the hope in the young hero's eyes for him dimming (but it feels so easier for him to think that the hope is gone because how can he measure up to what the naive boy expects from him?)
Ah, finally. Angst. (◠‿・)—☆
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (here!)
(I cannot ignore this pose I found on Pinterest for reference, it just looks so babygirl) (if anyone know the artist, tell me)
Taisho secret: Haganezuka looks around to find anyone who can craft jewelry, hairpins, the likes so he can learn how to do so.
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