#🍯reblog

[honey-lemonz]

Kokushibou and the archer part. 4

“An upper rank is dead.”

Kokushibou, as loyal as ever, stood before Muzan with the rest of the twelve kizuki. Upper rank six were killed in the red-light district due to the demon slayer with the hanafuda earrings and a hashira of what Muzan retorted “of considerable weakness”, either way now times were against many of the upper ranks. This was the first time in centuries an upper rank of the twelve kizuki were killed. As Muzan gave orders to Gyoko and Hantengu about their attack set on the swordsmith village, leaving upper rank one’s mind wandered elsewhere. A familiar archer’s eyes and hands made his spine shiver. For what purpose of the shiver? Kokushibou could not tell or know fully.

“Kokushibou? Kokushibou!” Kokushibou quickly cut out of his personal fantasy and cut his 3 sets of eyes at his fellow upper ranks. What could the scum around him want now? He said nothing and only looked at upper rank two, Douma. His rainbow-colored eyes held a mysteriousness within them, meaning some sort of sadistic idea was going to burn away somewhere. Kokushibou could scowl at the idea of whatever this fool could be entertained by. Douma began to speak, “Well, since you heard Lord Muzan speak on the recent killing of Daki and Gyutaro which is so sad.” The demon pretended to shed tears of sadness and went on about his poor underlings and what he considered siblings being ruthlessly killed considering their past which Kokushibou cut out and ignored for he didn’t care.

“Your point?” The samurai spoke sternly, he didn’t care what this clown had to say since he disrupted his mind wandering and being alone with his thoughts. Douma quickly wiped away his “tears” which there weren’t any. He can’t cry from what Kokushibou could clearly see. “Oh, well Nakime recalled that the archer demon fella you know was seen within the discards of the red-light district. Lord Muzan didn’t talk about it or anything. So, since you know this demon perhaps, we could recruit him to fill in for Gyutaro? Whittaya think?” Douma leaned too close into the samurai’s space for his liking but the words he spoke next would anger him farther. “Well, I would love to give him a share of my blood. The look of him drinking it and being all inside him, watching him grow strong from my blood makes me want to melt huh? Then we would be bonded forever, ugh~ just imagine!” Douma’s words even made Akaza’s skin crawl. Upper rank three despite punching and wanting to kill his superiors sensed something amiss.

The surrounding air around Kokushibou grew darker. The surreal feeling of bloodlust embodied the air. The older demon turned his head towards upper rank two slowly. His words cut deeper than his sword could now. If he wanted to, he could kill Douma without a care, but the hierarchy and whatnot. “The archer is not of your concern and never will be.” Within a flash, the eldest upper rank was gone. While Douma and the other two demons took a moment to react, half of Douma’s head was cut off in a simple slash. Nakime quickly with a strum of her biwa sent the other two away at once away from the infinity palace. Kokushibou found himself at the remains of the red-light district. The moon was high into the night sky. Barely even midnight, the demon used his sets of eyes to scan the surroundings for any truth in Douma’s words. Even if what he said was correct why should the samurai be angered. The archer was an independent demon who despised the twelve kizuki for personal reasons not even Kokushibou could figure out. But in what world would he take Douma’s blood, why when he is the strongest? His blood wouldn’t be tainted by the humans Douma devours on a regular basis.

Kokushibou bit down on his lip so tightly it bled, scarlet red drips from his mouth. Staining his pale and cold skin. The demon felt centuries worth of anger and rage thrash in his entire being. ‘The night is still young, if the archer were here, he’d be cornered. There would be no point of him being here.’ Kokushibou reasoned within himself, if he was here then an attack would be hurling towards him. Kokushibou disappeared from the rubble of the red-light. He found himself on the outskirts of the city near an open patch of field. His senses were guiding him this way. His last bout with the archer made his smell and aura very hard to miss. The demon just as Kokushibou had calculated was slinked over in a tree. His body was cast within a shadow making it hard for him to be seen. But his eyes shined evidently in the moonlight, as a lion with his prey his eyes were aligned straight with Kokushibou’s first pair of eyes. The night was silent in the small field, the humans within the red-light were too far away to hear or see the stand off about to take place.

The archer demon, otherwise referred to as Yasumebe [Name] didn’t move towards Kokushibou. Their last bout was a little over a hundred years ago and left some nasty remarks and memories. Whether it was the pride Kokushibou held or the little shame within his mind he kept from being human that he eternally blocked out those memories completely. But that doesn’t mean his body doesn’t remember, yes, his mind lacked the connotation Yasumebe’s stare had on him, but his body did. His body secretly craved the attention and feeling, the absolute abuse the archer put through. Not just the thrill of an exciting battle but rather the tender and more explicit side of his body craved. The touch of a thousand swords could never beat the long engulfing feeling of pure sexual arousal. Kokushibou, no matter how much meditation or pure and thorough training could make his body go back the same way as before. Times of his own privacy the core of his abdominal begged for the tightly wound coil to snap within him, letting him experience the bliss his body needed once more.

But here he stood, not moving but only observing the archer, neither spoke. An exchange of words would only lead to a fight, but it seemed neither of them wanted to. The archer then finally spoke, “You have nothing to acknowledge do you? Upper rank? Nothing at all?” He looked enthused, almost joyful if it wasn’t for the smirk spreading across his face. [Name’s] large kasa hat covered most of the upper half of his face but the lower half smirked greatly. His lips curved into an almost joyfully cruel smile. He asked the samurai demon once more. “So, your memory fails you no Upper rank? You have come all this way for a reason, not to eat and devour the fools among the red-light district remains, is it?”. The demon moved off the high branch of the tree he sat upon and jumped down to the empty field across from Kokushibou. Kokushibou stayed in his position but kept his eyes on [Name], what could he be speaking of? What acknowledgement is he speaking of?

“You hunted me down Upper rank, what comes about then? Why have you cornered me here? Your mind seems at halt, but your body still has a memory, doesn’t it?” The archer crossed his arms against his chest, he looked just as well-fit and neat as he did before. His appearance was still the same. The shape of a phoenix demon slayer mark curved along his jaw and down his neck and towards his chest. Before he met Yasumebe, Kokushibou had no idea the breathing styles worked for other weapons. However, Kokushibou now could see the archer didn’t have his arrows nor his bow. Therefore, a fight would be useless, as if disappointment was evident the archer summoned an arrow with his blood demon art and twirled it between his fingers playfully. “Ah, you didn’t come here for just a fight, did you? Ask what brought you here Upper rank. My patience is thinning.” The archer crouched down into a squatting position and pointed the arrow directly at where Kokushibou’s heart would be. Kokushibou stifled, his tone wasn’t serious or playful, he was dead serious.

“Another Upper rank demon of the twelve kizuki has spoken to you. Yes, or no?” Kokushibou started “Straightforward as ever aren’t your Upper rank? But to humor your troubling worries no, I have not spoken or seen another upper ranking demon of the twelve demon moons at all, other than the fool I am speaking to now.” Kokushibou hissed and began to correct the archer.

“Watch your tongue, Yasumebe. Know and acknowledge your place within this moment. I have no need for your arrogance and ignorance.” This made the archer lean his head up completely, now his attention has been captured completely.

“Oi, oi, Upper rank. I acknowledge your power here and I acknowledge your weakness. Your memory is failing you. Perhaps I should remind you within the time we have… However, I just have a question to start with then.” The demon stood slowly and began to approach Kokushibou, he slowly walked toward the samurai demon. His eyes locked with the second pair of eyes on Kokushibou. His voice unwavering but deadly calm. His twisted and cruel smirk lined his lips, the moonlight cast a shadow over his face again due to the kasa.

“Why does it matter if another upper rank came and spoke to me? Did your body feel betrayed at the idea of another letting me use them for entertainment? Or did you come here to cure your bodily amnesia?” the demon asked. He looked enthused at what answer could come about Kokushibou. “I care not of what they think of me now. But answer upper rank, my patience is getting close to snapping. I’m being as nice to give you a chance.” Kokushibou stifled but he recomposed himself. “If another weaker demon were to impose on- “

“Impose on what Upper rank?” The archer was now a foot away from him, the arrow now pointed downward towards Kokushibou’s feet. “What would another weaker demon impose on? Tell me, answer my dying question?” The archer moved forward again, now he was inches away. Kokushibou felt his heart rate speed up, was this fear? No, he wasn’t afraid. He was afraid at the feeling of death being inflicted on him but now he felt his abdomen tighten. He took a step back.

“Ah, I see. Your body does remember, your mind is keeping it from enjoying it then. I’ll adjust and fix that for the both of us then.” The archer within a snap of his fingers quickly let the arrow stab into Kokushibou’s foot. The samurai was quick enough to dodge the first arrow but when the second came after he wasn’t as prepared. His senses were off, his mind was hazy, and his body felt warm. Like the sun was beating against his skin, his pairs of eyes closed slowly. The lowest pair of eyes were open when the archer was sitting in front of him. The scenery was changing, were they still in the field? Where was he? When did he-?

“Such a pain, if you would have been a better brat then maybe this would have been easier. The arrow point wisteria must be working…You’re still semi-awake.” Kokushibou fought to open all his eyes, his vision was unfocused, and his limbs felt numb. His eyes finally focused and saw he was in a dark room. The only light-source was the small lamp in the corners of the room. He felt a gnawing sense of pain course throughout his body. His body was against the patted bedding on the floor. A thin mat with blankets underneath his body, the strong smell of iron engulfed his nose. His sensory functions were heavily delayed and altered. The pain overtook everything.

Kokushibou tried his best to angle himself to see what was causing the amount of pain he was experiencing. Arrows dripping in wisteria poison and blood other than his own. The arrows were embedded within his limbs and joints. His body was on fire, tingles spread against his skin, he slowly angled himself back on the mat. His stomach and front of his body were pushed against the bedding and floor. Only leaving his backside facing upward. He was stuck. The demon heard what could be an airy chuckle, Kokushibou turned his head to face the direction of where the noise came from. Within the darkness [eye color] eyes shined and beamed back at him. Staring at him pitifully with no care or remorse. The archer was slumped in a chair near the only lamp within the room in the corner. He rested his head in his palm, his kasa hat was discarded beside the chair. His long [hair color] hair was pushed back away from his eyes and face. The beauty of his face was like a work of art, no matter how much hatred and anger Kokushibou felt in his body, the pleasure and pure anticipation he felt between his legs subdued that hatred.

“Had your fill? Or do you want to continue playing dumb and we can get this over with?” Yasumebe asked, his voice dripped in disgust and pure arousal. The look of lust and desire he basked in was addicting. Kokushibou’s mind was melting as he knew it, like his body was setting up for something it was made to do over a thousand times. He opened his mouth to speak but [Name] came and stopped him. He lowered himself to the floor to be at Kokushibou’s forced level. “Shh, upper rank, I promised you to help you regain your memory as my purposeful bitch in heat, didn’t I? I’ll fill you up so many times you can regain all your memories and never suffer from this awful case of amnesia.”

The archer grasped his jaw and moved his thumb into Kokushibou’s mouth gently. Naturally by muscle memory, rather than bite Kokushibou started to suckle and tease with his tongue on [Name’s] finger. The archer’s smirk grew widely, but he removed his finger and began removing the fabric belt keeping his hakama pants tied to his waist. Kokushibou’s mouth salivated and opened on instinct at the sight of Yasumebe’s cock, the archer was surprised he did not even need to speak to the upper rank.

Mouth ajar and tongue out Kokushibou’s mouth awaited in anticipation for [Name’s] cock to stuff it full and for his throat to abused fully. Yasumebe found humor in the way an Upper rank demon as powerful and as fearful as Kokushibou, was begging like a bitch in heat for his throat to be fucked by another demon who bested him in any way possible. He slowly entered his cock into Kokushibou’s mouth, the upper rank wrapped his tongue like a snake around the thick and large dick within his mouth. Once fully pushed all the way to the hilt, [Names’] pubic hair tickling his lower eyes and filling all his senses at once along with the pain of the poison coursing through his body, Kokushibou moaned deeply at the feeling. His throat was pushed so wide, his lungs couldn’t get enough hair in and out, the gagging sound from the back of his throat where the tip of the archer’s cock was made his throat tighten and quiver. His upper set of eyes closed out of pure bliss, the thrumming ace of pain and his own cock springing to life under his weight brought his haze-like state into pure fantasy. Was this what his mind wanted to forget so badly? His body felt so at peace being abused and used like a proper sex slave.

His only purpose was to fuck and swallow how much cum [Name] could dump into him. The archer closed his eyes out the feeling if such a warm, tight pussy-like throat. “That’s its upper rank… use your throat to milk it all out… been pent up for eons for your cunt. I’m going to stuff your throat so good…” Yasumebe was mumbling while slowly rocking his hips into Kokushibou’s throat. Kokushibou’s jaw went slack, as much as the poison and the uncomfortable position was, he slowly with as much strength as he could have, he rutted his thighs against the bedding to get some friction against his cock. The slow rocking then turned into harsh and fast ruts against Kokushibou’s throat. He gagged and tried breathing though his nose, even concentration of breath was useless with thew archer demons’ erotic pace and sounds of pleasure. Groans and curses under his breath lit a fire in Kokushibou’s soul. His tongue moved quickly while eagerly tightening his throat and focusing on the tip of Yasumebe’s cock. Sucking in his cheeks to create more force and flattening his tongue to lick up and taste up off the thick and delicious precum coming out of the tip.

“Enjoying yourself Upper Rank? Good we are only getting started…”

TO BE CONTINUED-

#demon slayer #🍯 writes #🍯reblog #honey's reblogs #honeylemon🍯 #kokushibo #honey's writing #kokushibo headcanons #kokushibou smut #sub kokushibo #kokushibo x reader #kokushibou #kokushibou x reader #upper moon demons #demon slayer x male reader #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x oc #x male reader #kokushibou x male reader #im so tired of the text block shit.

[liquidgxldhoney]

Just me and my bear✨🥰

#🍯 pics #check reblogs

[honeyfemmex]

oh to be a bratty royal getting the shit tickled out of me by my guard who has had enough

#I don’t want them to even think about considering punishment for their actions I just want them to get so fed up that they have to wreck me #one too many snarky remarks #one too many ridiculous orders #tickles accompanied by ‘hush my prince. you don’t want the whole castle to hear you do you~?’ AAAAAAAAAAAA #royalty kink #regency kink #tickle kink #lesbian #wlw #I’m sapphic but anyone can reblog #regency #🍯

[honeyyycloud]

Happiness is a choice that you don't have to make all the time.

It isn't a sustained state of joy. There will always be a high and a low. Exist in your natural state. Allow yourself to feel those lows and highs. Allow yourself to process everything that you are experiencing.

#🍯 talks #self growth #self help #self development #self care #self improvement #note to self #self awareness #self care reminder #🍯's reblogged tips #self compassion #self healing #self confidence #self discovery #self esteem #self love #self love journey #self respect #self worth #selfhelp #positive thoughts #positive quotes #positivity #positive thinking #positive #positive affirmations #positive energy #positive mental attitude #positive mindset #positive vibes

[lovesick-syrup-selfships]

why do antis in the selfship community gotta be so aggressive when telling proshippers to dni? Like, I'll see a cute imagine/reblog game but then at the bottom it'll say something like "Proshippers fuck off and kill yourself! No one loves you!" or something like that and like,,,,,,

what's the fucking point, just simply saying "proshippers dni" should be enough, anything more than that and it just looks like your trying to be a performative cunt of some shit.

#seriously I don't get how people an add negativity at te end of a cute post and still expect people to reblog it like #even if I was an anti that type of shit would give me too much of a headache to reblog #idk maybe thats just me #🍯💖syrup talks💖🍯 #🍯💖sir this is a denny's💖🍯 #🍯💖not shipping💖🍯 #proselfship #selfproship #proship selfship #selfship proship #proship #proshipping #tw suibaiting #tw discourse #ask to tag.

[ziipzeepzop-eez]

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⌗ zeepie beep : fandom! ⭒๋࣭ ⭑🖋˚𔓘｡ | in which i write for my beloved fandoms. be the change you want to see in the world, hotties.

⌗ zeepie beep : original works! ⭒๋࣭ ⭑🖋˚𔓘｡ | the author's original works (mostly fiction and poetry !! but prone to other personal / 'original' accounts)!

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[honeykyeom]

hey! please don’t do this!

#i can’t speak for everyone only for myself #and while i’m so happy that people are excited #it truly gives me a lot of anxiety getting these kinds of asks #i won’t trauma dump here except to say that i suffer from extreme imposter syndrome #and also finding my own identity and joy in writing again ever since the traumatic experience that happened to me- #in this space a couple of years ago. i’ve been mentally depressed and checked out since #i’m working as fast as my brain will allow. i want to bring track 3 and ik it’s been almost a year but please #please please please just be patient with me. #also not to be petty but this coming from a mass like and someone who doesn’t reblog my fics just makes me feel even worse #so yeah! just a heads up! again i love that people are excited about my writing too! #but cut a girl with severe anxiety disorder some slack #🍯.txt

[sweetsweetbumblebee]

posts casually abt breeding and petplay in hopes that my bf sees. normal.

#🍯 #hes liking them n reblogging them n i just have to sit here n vibrate

[kwanisms]

@ncteez

WHOMST?! 😤 I WILL FIGHT THEM FOR U, MY LOVE 💕💖

#who out here not reblogging my loves work??? #dont beg my honeypot for content if you arent gonna support them ):< #we throwin hands u little shits #hon💕 #my honeypot🍯

[honey-lemonz]

Hi i didn't know there was a text limit to tumblr. I have surlassed it for the fic. So now I have to break it up. I am so sorry yall...

#demon slayer #🍯 writes #🍯reblog #honey's reblogs #honeylemon🍯 #honey's writing

[liquidgxldhoney]

Topless Tuesdays✨

#check reblogs #333 #🍯 talks #the weeds talk #it’s chewsday innit

[honeyyycloud]

🍯 Things I've Learnt Ever Since I Started My Self Care Journey 🍯

Everything written below has been either taught/said to me by someone pouring into my life, or have been read from a book. Some, I figured out on my own from experience. They've helped me so far, I hope they help you as well.

Your time will come. Just trust in God.

You are a healed woman/man walking in victory.

Forgiveness is a whole lot more satisfying than revenge.

You can't edit reality to try and force healing.

We can't change what we have experienced, but we can choose how the experiences change us.

Forgiveness is both a decision and a process.

Your offender is also suffering from pain. That doesn't excuse what they did to you, but it helps you have compassion on them, enough to finally forgive them, and hand them over to God.

Forgiveness is possible, but it won't always feel possible.

Refusing to forgive is refusing the peace of God. You should be tired of refusing peace. You deserve that peace.

If healing hasn't been worked out and forgiveness hasn't been walked out, chaos is what will continue to play out.

It is okay to forgive and not forget. The purpose of forgiveness is not always reconciliation. Just because that forgiveness is there, that doesn't mean that the trust is automatically restored, or that it should be restored.

Our God is not a do-nothing God. He is always working, even when you don't see Him at it.

It is completely okay to cut someone out of your life if they choose to disrespect and ridicule your boundaries by crossing over them.

#🍯 talks #self care #self development #self help #self growth #self improvement #note to self #self awareness #self care reminder #self compassion #🍯's reblogged tips #self healing #self confidence #self discovery #self esteem #self love #self love journey #self reflection #self worth #self respect #selfhelp #positive thoughts #positive quotes #positivity #positive thinking #positive affirmations #positive #positive energy #positive mental attitude #positive mindset

[honey-makes-mogai]

Intro post!

-Before you go further-

My blog is heavily centered and connected to the ideas and topics of

Angels in a nonreligious way (due to me being angelkin)

Mentions of god in a nonreligious way

Darker themes (non problematic)

-What I’m working on-

About me -

I’m Honey! I’m the host of a OSDD-1b system! I go by a lot of names, all of which can be found in my carrd below!

I’m non-human angelkin/divinekin/deitykin! I’m also Calcifer and Pure Vanilla Cookie fictionkin along with others!

I’m transxeneu demigirlboy, and use xenogenders! I’m also aroacespec!

I’m bodily a minor and autistic with PPD!

My main pronouns are -

- She/Her

- They/Them

- Ae/Aer

- Cler/Cleric

- Ser/Seraph/Seraphims

- Er/Ero

- Tie/Tiefling

- The rest can be found in my carrd!

My carrd can be found here, it includes my DNI and other information

Requests -

Request status will be found in my bio!

Things I will do -

Things I won’t do -

- I will not coin anything NSFW. I am a minor, and it makes me uncomfortable. Do not request anything NSFW. (This does not include gore/violence)

- Problematic identities of any kind

- Things that go against my dni

- Recoining (without express permission)

- Make flags for identities Im not a part of (cultural identities, non-Hispanic ethnicity specific identities, etc.)

- Specific media that I’m uncomfortable with

The Server -

Tags -

Requests - #☕️ Orders 🍯

Asks - #🌻 Questions 🍯

Reblogs - #🍓 Reblog 🍯

Flags/Terms - #☕️ Flags 🍯

Other - #🌻 Other 🍯

Coining Events - #🍓 Event 🍯

Wallpapers - #☕️ Wallpapers 🍯

Blog Regulars - #🌻 Regulars Table 🍯

Chatting/Updates - #🍓 Honey Talks 🍯

Sorting/Other Tags -

#Theme: [Blank]

#Showing love: [Series] (ie Sanrio, AFK, Food Fantasy)

#Series: [Coining series] (ie Food Fantasy, Horrix)

#Daily Special - Honey’s pick

#Bulletin Board: [Blank] List

#New Barista: [Blank]s Terms

#New Barista: [Blank] Talks

#Regular Customer: [Blank]

This may be updated over time!

#☕️ flags 🍯 #🌻 other 🍯 #☕️ orders 🍯 #🍓 event 🍯 #🍓 reblog 🍯 #☕️ wallpapers 🍯 #🌻 regulars table 🍯 #🍓 honey talks 🍯 #mogai blog #intro post #mogai community #liom safe #xenogender #mogai #mogai safe #pro mogai #mogai coining #xenogenders #xenogender coining #xenogender community #liom post #pro liom #liom friendly #liom #liom community #mogai label #liom term #constelic #constel

[honeykaes]

Random ick of mine but I really don’t like when people reblog stuff that’s suppose to be someone’s selfship.

Like reblogs or comments supporting and uplifting that selfship? Yes of course that’s amazing!

But just the random reblogs without saying anything? :( not so much.

Idk I find it that the people who do that usually just are using it as “x reader” stuff when it isn’t and impending on someone’s selfship which can often be pretty vulnerable.

#often times when I’m writing for other people’s selfship I include names because I also don’t want them to feel like that haha #not that everyone has to do that for me! /gen #just I find the more personalized you get the less I see people impending and more people uplifting which makes me happy for my mutuals #since I really want them to be happy n secure with it #n I highlight people who just do the simple reblog probably don’t realize how it may make me feel or others bc can’t read someone’s mind lol #it’s just one of those things for me #idk if this made any sense #•🍯• syrupy— #this also doesn’t include art commissions at least for me since every bit of reblogs just makes me happy people want to see my favs with me

[adamslaydler]

happy birthday @certifiedmenace

thank you for always waiting for me, for making me laugh, and making me feel so loved. even though i know you’re not huge on dogs i love you for loving mine like they’re you’re own. you’re the sweetest, funniest, smartest, most compassionate person i know, and i can’t wait to spend the day celebrating you.

ps i’m grateful we’re not driving around here so you can’t stress me out with your parallel parking jobs 🥰

love u 💕

#body image #my honey 🍯 #i’ll reblog this in the morning too #happy cpw day

[honeycombheaven]

hello! my name is wilbur, welcome to my blog!

i do art requests, and may coin genders from time to time :)

art request rules

you can request any character from anywhere, as long as they aren’t horrible people (people who do horrible things to other people, creatures, animals, etc.)

you can get text of any colour with your request, if no colour is specified, i’ll do my usual rainbow text!

i can also do just text for you!

i don’t draw celebrities by request!

i may refuse requests for my own comfort

i can draw self portraits, ocs, and for my lovely systems, i draw headmates/alters too :)

i use black backgrounds usually, but if you ask or art or text on a transparent background i will do that!

please do not swear in requests!

more rules may be added as time goes on!

tag system :)

#🍯talky talk - general talky stuff!

#🍯art - my art!!

#🍯ooo it’s a gender - if i decide to coin, it’ll be under this!!

#🍯friends!!! - answering asks

#🍯jopost - cat pictures!!!

#🍯reblogs! - for things i reblog!

about me under the cut!

about me!

my carrd

you can call me wilbur, but i go by wiblur an hex too :)

my pronouns are they/them, honey/honeys, sweet/sweets, and more that you can find in my pronoun page :)

i’m a did system member, so this blog may go quiet sometimes. but i do front a lot, so don’t worry!!!

i don’t have a dni, but i do ask that you please keep it civil and don’t swear! i don’t respond to asks/requests with swears ^^

tagging @magitoki​ hi!! i’m making an art blog come request something aaaa

#🍯talky talk #🍯art #🍯ooo it’s a gender #🍯friends!!! #🍯jopost #🍯reblogs!