I Searched For The Meaning Of " Hime " And Found Out ( Correct Me If I Am Wrong ), That It Means " Princess

[ Trollhunter Guardian (Y/n) ]

Centuries ago

" There's a saying somewhere, to be careful when making deals with witches. " Angor Rot twirled the blade in his hands, sheathing them with a swift motion. " Lest one's fate be doomed. "

You raised your eyebrows but said nothing. The bodies of fallen knights around the two of you went ignored.

Angor continued. " You need something. " His firm, but not unkind tone indicated he was doing his role as the warrior of his village trolls, a protector he was.

His eyes trailed over to the mountain of sacks slumping over the roots of a tree behind you, the mixed scent of animal blood and greens could be detected easily with his enhanced scent. You shifted on your spot, tightening your grip on your magical staff.

" I bring animal coats that can be used for clothing material. " You offered, voice low. " Various herbs that can work on trolls too. You may find usefulness in my magical ability as well. "

Angor Rot turned his eyes back on you. Half a year since he last saw you, but the sharp and yet gentle gaze in your eyes still stirred something in him. He couldn't remember if he had ever seen you falter. Not now, even if you were just surrounded by men brandishing their weapons on you. You didn't falter at the slightest as you pierced their hearts with beams of magic, rendering them to a pile of corpses to be taken by the forest sooner or later.

He didn't need to ask what happened; not when the rims of your clothing were smeared with pinches of black, dusty ashes, and the loosely bandaged hands of yours that had charcoal like smell. Not when he recognized the kingdom symbols on the knights' armours, worn so proudly as they rode down to villages in search of their targets.

Certainly not when he knew of the fate that had befallen witches and magic involved creatures alike nowadays.

He walked over to you. " I'll put in good words for you with the elders. Lucky you, I have a room to spare. "

His steps paused at seeing the wave of relief washing over you so clearly. You exhaled a large breath, your knee buckling slightly and you ducked down your head.

" I didn't know where to go. I apologize for the trouble -- "

" Don't, " he said, kneeling down, " apologize for surviving. You did well. "

Angor Rot wouldn't mind if you cried, but the smile appearing on your face as you looked up at him rose a single thought that flickered in him even if it was just for a second; that he would do anything for you.

I am mixing bits of Anime Sanji and Live Action Sanji, so here's part 1! (Masterlist)

Edited: the one that wants to be tagged before, @manhwabtch

Ok but --

Why does this girl from BNHA low-key looks like Akaza/Hakuji and Koyuki's child??

The pink hair and the flower pattern on her eyes...👀👀

The Kibutsuji siblings

Muzan can release nightmare when he's angry, but Fumiko can release hell.

Not some people complaining that Tanjirou getting more annoying in season 3 💀💀

He's literally a child, the reason you don't seen him goofy much in the first begining seasons is because he's literally still trying to adapt on losing his family and being forced to take lives. Guys, again, he's a CHILD. It's surprising how he doesn't succumb to despair at such a young age, maybe because with Nezuko being a demon is the only sole reasons he's trying to stay sane.

If you guys noticed in season 3, Kotetsu said that he's 10 years old and Tanjirou perked up and mentioned of his late little brother with the same age which is Takeo.

" You're the same age as my brother! My little brother is -- "

'is'. He still used present tense when talking about his dead brother. :(

I am currently busy with university projects but don't worry, I'll make sure to draw the next comic part for Haganezuka and you (tw angst for real)

Btw, I have an idea with trope of Mall Security Guard x That Random Mall Musician to use with female reader and another Demon Slayer character (male casts) choices are;

- Kyogai

- Any of the Hantengu clones

- other cast (comments below)

p.s. hey wouldn't it be fun if reader was the security instead lol

Zenitsu is the most realistic character in the show cause if I was in the show, I would cry and scream as well. Ain't no way I want to fight demons I can't even do push-ups 💀

I did not just got a request to make a fanfic of Muzan x Nezuko -- what the hell

AYO what have you done to my three favorite Hashiras? 👀

I forgot about this one from the last post 😔

(little drabble)

Yoriichi watches the man -- large, ethereal-looking man -- tilts his head as his ruby eyes dart up and down in interest. The boy blinks, unsure what to make of this. It's one thing to be suddenly greeted with such a sight of a being, moreover that he sees the massive differences in the inside of the man.

Whereas the staff of his household manages a steady rhythmically heart beat, this larger being has his heart moves in a way Yoriichi has never seen before. Out of the world-like.

" Yosh! " The man starts, his voice surprisingly airy and light, but still full of life. " Nice to meet you! I am Nika! "

The boy stares for a bit. " I am...Yoriichi. "

" Yoriichi. " Nika leans in, his grin resembling the beams of sunlight. " Well, it's not everyday I get to meet the embodiment of nature. "

He speaks strange words, not that Yoriichi mind much. The man, or whatever he is, shifts on his spot, movements bouncy and uneven. Nika tilts his head up, narrowing his eyes for a moment as he surveys the sky above.

" What a nice weather! Wanna go play together? " He looks back at Yoriichi, holding out his hand.

Yoriichi glances at the position of the shadows cast over the ground from the familiar tree near the small room he lives in. Mitchikatsu should be training by now, his father is currently out for a meeting, and his mother is in her room sewing. The staff cares less about him.

Oh well. The less he's being seen near the main court, the better.

He takes Nika's hand, or finger. The size difference is rather comedical.

" Okay. "