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kawacy · 11 months
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Now and Then
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lisandra-phillips · 2 years
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Babysitters
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moonreimo · 10 days
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⌕ : ᴋᴏᴛᴏʜᴀ icons ୨♡୧ 冫ᴡɪɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴇʀ
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𝐊𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐡𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚
ᴡɪɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴇʀ
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ask-icedouma · 1 year
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What was it like having a baby human around?
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Fun while it lasted.
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solqau · 1 year
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gas leak or not the murderous intention in the room is suffocating
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strawberrychainsawz · 8 months
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Douma after Kotoha walked in on him eating his followers
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remoncatto · 1 year
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I did this for an art assignment. 
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Douma support single mother
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toranekooo · 6 months
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Regulars and newcomers, boys and girls, presidents and part-timers, come and join us! Cheers!
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t0temswamp · 2 years
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🪷 Headcanon time because it hurts 🪷
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Kotoha was the first thing or person that ever made Douma feel.
He wanted the picture of him in others heads to be bloody and fear inducing- so to express that fact to anyone- especially to Inosuke- would be unforgivable, that’s why he played it off as just seeing her as a pretty play thing or like a decoration to easily be discarded
But that the night that he killed her and ate her he felt hate for the first time, towards himself, for keeping her around but also for taking her life
She was probably the first human to show him genuine clearheaded affection and kindness. She not only adored him for saving her from the abuse but also was infatuated with his eyes. Not to mention that the lotuses he surrounded himself with made her heart flutter.
Many of Kotoha’s nights ended with her, Douma, and Inosuke laid together. She felt safe- safe enough to close her eyes and rest. Which didn’t happen often before she met the moon. Of course Douma would get up after she fell asleep- and she knew it- but it was always enough.
Just like the way she was in love with his eyes, The green in hers was so clear and untarnished by the hate in the world that she'd been shown- he fancied looking into them often- especially when she was daydreaming and didn't notice. That's why inosuke seemed so familiar to him.
Seeing her body lay there broken and bloody was the first and last time the upper moon would ever feel anything resembling regret. And it made the hate grow. He ate her just to get her out of his sight, and left insouke to die. It could only be what they deserved for making him feel.
Hate. The most disgusting feeling- and it grew- piling up. It seemed to only grow more and more with the passing days and weeks- despising that it was the only emotion he had ever danced with. He wanted it to go away so bad. It made him claw at his face and neck it was so disgusting. A pit in his stomach. He wished he could pull the thoughts of her out of his head and freeze them until they shattered into pieces too tiny to put back together.
He didn’t love her. He grew to hate himself for what he did to her instead.
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kawacy · 2 years
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Dada
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lisandra-phillips · 2 years
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Autumn is my favorite🍁
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kthingz · 2 years
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ことは✽鬼
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❄️🖤 ❄️❤️ Day x night Inverted roles ? 💙🌸 #otpdoukoto #도우코토 #童琴 #DouKoto #doumaxkotoha #kotoha x #Douma #童磨琴叶 #童琴伊版深夜の60分一本勝負 #童磨と琴葉 🌈Artista : [ yinghuazangluoniang ] 💚🌸 https://www.instagram.com/p/CnTp1j2uFmd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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my0vershareworld · 11 months
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𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕕
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Pairing: None
characters included: Douma and Kotoha Hashibira
Genre: Headcanons.
CW: None
Requested by @kouyousayabara: hii hiiii ^^
can u make headcanons for douma and kotoha? ;-;❤ thankies~!
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Douma
for some reason Douma really likes talking to Kotoha because he think Kotoha voice is very beautiful
loves to talk with her all day until another person come in
planning to keep her with him forever
probably didn't have much going on with her and just think she's a pitiful human who deserves better. paradise
nope he never loved her, it was more like..platonic love
he always play around with Inosuke and love playing peek-a-boo with him and always get so giggly and smiley when Inosuke just stare at him
loves to pat Kotoha and Inosuke head because he think their hair are soft
loves clinging onto Kotoha while she's doing something else and not talking or looking at him
get very pouty when ignored or no talking with him for 10 minutes
attention starve
Kotoha
liked Douma as someone who saved her, a savior
she loves talking to him as much as he do with her
loves braiding Douma hair or overall just do his hair like, brush it, braid it, do a ponytail for him
she just wanted to please him because she was afraid one day he might kick her out of the paradise temple that she got herself into with her child
always watch Douma play with Inosuke and have a slight chuckles at it, always, she finds it endearing and adorable
thinks Douma hair is very soft yet too messy (that's why she likes combing his hair and braiding his hair)
always get the feelings that something was wrong with Douma because whenever she do Douma hair she always smell something like blood but she always brush it off
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kny-agere · 6 months
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Sorry for the double douma asks but I can't help but keeping thinking about little douma! I was wondering if you could possibly do a little douma drabble with cg kotoha? I was thinking it could be about the first time douma really regresses around her and kotoha being a complete mama bear at heart takes it all in stride! This has been going around in mind for a bit and I think that it's adorable! ^^ (as always 0 pressure to do this!!)
-Kerfuffle :3
Nooo worries!! Tbh as long as it’s not everyday I think it’d be hard to bother me with asks :p gives me an excuse to take breaks in between my main blog projects
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“I don’t understand why you care for him so much, he can’t even do anything.” Douma prodded Inosuke with a sharp finger. The baby simply giggled when his cheek was poked, a horrible survival instinct. Trying to grab the offending object Inosuke missed several times. When he finally caught the finger Douma quickly pulled it away.
Despite the harsh display Kotoha just laughed. “He’s precious to me. I have to be there precisely because he needs me.” She bends over to scoop up the boy. Once she settles back his chubby little feet dangle right above Douma’s head.
“Aren’t I precious to you too?” He’s not sure why he asks. Douma is the most precious man within the building. Kotoha touches him gently like he’s crafted from gold.
“Of course you are.” Her eyes soften. Fingers run through his hair again. She traces the edge of the insignia on his head. “How come I can’t have two nice boys to care for?”
The man’s eyes slip closed. “I don’t like to share.” He scoots back as Inosuke attempts to kick him. “Can’t you just be my mama?” Douma doesn’t know why he phrases it that way. He supposes if he is to stand in opposition of the baby then Kotoha must be in the position of mother for the both of them. It just makes sense that way.
“Oh come here.” She scoops his head into her free hand and places a kiss upon his forehead. Inosuke happily babbles nonsense and tugs on the blonde strands of hair that scatter over his face.
Her honest response was strange, wasn’t this all just a joke? He’d play along for now. Kotoha’s hand brushing along his face was nice. Usually his followers wouldn’t be this close to him save for sex.
“I suppose Ino could go down for a nap, if it really bothers you.” A little frown forms on her lips. It’s not entirely sad, playful in a pouty sort of way. “But I’d love if my two favorite people could get along. Like little twins!”
“Tell him to stop touching me then”
“Don’t be overdramatic, he’s just curious. I think he still gets overwhelmed with all the people here.”
Douma doesn’t want to talk about the child anymore. He decides he’s fine with the chubby little fingers that poke his scalp. “Do you get overwhelmed at all?”
“Hm, I think I’ve gotten used to it now. It helps that all the girls here are so nice! And of course I have a lot to thank you for gracious founder.”
“You can call me Douma if it would please you.” His other moniker was simply given to him one day and it caught on like wildfire. Though sometimes it does feel nice to be addressed in such a grandiose way.
“Douma… It feels funny to call you that.” She giggles again, inspiring her baby to coo as well. “Thank you for having me, in general I mean, but also now. You’re so generous.”
“I am aren’t I?” He burrows closer into her lap. Of course he supplied Kotoha with a new wardrobe upon her arrival, which was mostly light cotton or soft silk. It feels nice against his shut eyes.
She takes the bait in stride. “Such a good boy, you do a good job taking care of me.” The woman attempts to wiggle out from beneath him. “Can I get into a more comfortable position?”
Grabbing tight onto her kimono for a brief moment Douma pulls in before he ultimately parts. It’s hard for Kotoha to move around on his plush mattress. She has to push through layers of pillows in all different sizes.
Instead of crossing her legs she pushes them straight out. Instead of holding her child she positions him against her side. Cushioning him with a few more pillows so he sits properly the woman frees her other arm. Stretching them out she motions for the man to fall back into her lap. He crawls over to tuck his head underneath her stomach once more. The thick layers of her obi are a little uncomfortable. He paws at the stiff fabric. When she doesn’t take the hint Douma tugs at it more stubbornly.
“Stop that, I’m not going to take my tie off.” Her words don’t hold any malice. Kotoha simply guides his hands back towards himself.
Douma turns his face into her lap. Her hands start combing through his hair again but the man isn’t quite as pleased this time.
“Don’t be sour. I’ll wear something more comfortable next time and we can cuddle. We’ll have a pajama party.” She makes a mighty attempt to push his face to the side so she can peer at his eyes again. With Douma’s inhuman strength he keeps himself rooted in place.
With a faux sad tone the woman moves past him. “Oh well, I guess Ino will get some cuddles all by himself.” The moment she reaches for her baby Douma’s hand reaches out to intertwine their fingers.
He slowly reveals her face, lips puckered and ready for a kiss. She aims for his forehead instead, fingers lightly dropping down to his cheeks. “There we go! Such a good listener.” Kotoha leans back again, other arm scooping down to cradle him.
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