A Toast For Tsugikuni Yoriichi,

Kokushibou : You have potential.

Akaza : You could be stronger if you just...eat more.

Douma : I know you want to. Humans are bound to be curious.

Tamaki Amajiki : * Starts to cry* Who are you people

Muzan : Join us, child, become stronger.

But for real, imagine what Tamaki could do if he...eats people.

Crossover shippers where ya at?

What do you think of Mitsuri x Sanji

WAAHHHHHH WHERE'D YOU GO I MISS YOU AND UR FUNNY CRACKPOSTS OF THE UPPERMOONS 😭😭😭

First of all, thank you for appreciating my drawings and I am glad you enjoyed them.

Second of all, I AM SO SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING FOR A LONG TIME, IT'S SOMETHING WITH SCHOOL BUT DON'T WORRY I'VE FINISHED HIGH SCHOOL SO I MIGHT POSTS MORE THINGS!

Random late night thought, but it's BORING to think of the strongest characters of different shows/anime and compares them by asking "who'll win if they fight" --

Booo! Next question!

" Who'll choose tea or coffee "

Good.

Yoriichi drinks his tea like a gentleman he is, Saiki is happy with his coffee jelly and Gojo is at the back chucking on Fanta while in despair of what's happening with his life.

(repost)

So remember how Astra inherited her super strength from her pirate ancestor?

Imagine if her ancestor stumbled upon two dragons in an isolated island and they formed a bond together, and the three of their souls would always find each other in every reincarnation.

The souls of the dragons entered the two empty shell of the animatronics and bring them to life and then met their soulmate in another form of reincarnation.

[ Demon Slayer × Trollhunters idea ] (2)

[ Sengoku era ]

" No, no, you don't understand! That girl is a demon! She's not my daughter! GIVE MY BABY BACK YOU DEMON -- !! "

Someone drapes a haori over Nomura, covering her view from the commotion. She doesn't know why she stands around like an idiot, she wasn't trained to be stilled when an enemy struck to hurt. But then again...even she needed a moment after almost being drowned to death by her 'mother'.

Leave it a mother's intuition to reveal the changeling's true nature...

Nomura supposes a day like this will come, for her the mother to seek the truth of her real daughter. It just didn't come to the young changeling's mind that the woman would do something as drastic as this; attempting to drown her while bombarding her with questions. If it wasn't for the passerby, maybe Nomura had to kill the woman in order to survive.

Her heart (whatever is left of it) aches. The mother didn't start out like this in the beginning, only to become suspicious after a few years raising the changeling like her own daughter. Attachment is a dangerous thing, her naivety and hope has led to this mess...

" Nomura, is it? "

The man that had given her his haori kneels down to her level. She manages to dart her eyes away from the screaming and struggling mother being carried away by other people. Reminding herself of her purpose, she gathers tears to spill, eyebrows already furrowed as she brings her hands to grasp tightly on her kimono, a mask of sorrow is about to be slid on --

Green eyes find maroon-red ones, and a sudden pressure makes the changeling freezes.

The human before her doesn't look too much out of the ordinary. He looks simple, humble even. His expression says nothing of his emotions, but Nomura notices the way his hand rests on the hilt of his sheathed sword by his hip. The earrings on his ears sway as he tilts his head a bit.

" What are you? " He doesn't beat around the bushes.

A spark of panic rises in her. Something is off with this human, and every danger senses of hers are screaming in terror.

" M-Mister...what are you talking about..? " Play innocent, play weak, play clueless --

" You're not a demon. " His voice draws on without a single tone of anything that reveals his emotions.

" Of c-course I am not, mister -- "

" Do you eat humans? "

The question almost has her stagger. No, she doesn't eat humans. Her other changeling comrades may find some pleasure in doing so, but she has never tasted a human's blood since she came out of the Darklands.

" No. "

Nomura curses herself, for allowing her voice cracks and revealing that she's not a pitiful looking child that she masked herself to be. She darts her eyes around, trying to find an opening for her escape. Fighting back is not option unless she wants more people to see her for what she is. She can scream, draw more attention for the others to come and separate her from this man --

" Is she safe? "

This one has her gaze snaps back to the man immediately.

" What? "

" The child you replaced, " his gaze never waver, " is she safe? "

For once, the truth is her saving grace. Nomura nods. " Yes. "

The man stares at her for a few more seconds before withdrawing away, his hand leaves his sword and he straightens up. Despite the clear space between them, this doesn't reassure the changeling the slightest.

Her human father comes to fetch Nomura, and she silently curses her guardian for being so late. The haori stays on as they take their leave, and she can feel the man's stare on her back like a sharp dagger.

Nomura doesn't dare to look back.

Astra???

How Fumiko gaining the Uppermoons' interests at first.

Her relationship with other demons aside from the top three :

I did some rough sketches from suggestions for your weapons, and this one is from the whip idea by @wildchild23 and @fayethefairyqueen (which I actually love as well cause I love whip weapon)

I kinda forgot to colour the whip with your magic colour but imagine it's a type of whip like weapon made of your energy magic.

Also a bit of a draft idea where you were the one who took one of Gunmar's eyes;

(this is set centuries ago and you're helping Angor Rot fight Gunmar while trying to evacuate the other trolls to safety.)

Is Soundwave wins the Tf husband poll I am gonna draw him ( Prime series )