#upperthird

[hizzashii]

@upperthird

Try as he may, centuries' worth of habits don't fade away so easily. Yoriichi still, habitually, forgets to properly sleep--dozing off whenever comfortable, whenever safe instead. A nomad, wayfaring stranger, too accustomed still to never truly belonging.

He had nearly forgotten what it was like, to feel as if he belonged. Had nearly forgotten, until he realizes: he feels content. No urge to wander, hardwired to look over his shoulders.

He rests against Akaza, and something in Yoriichi's expression softens, perhaps even on the verge of a smile as ruby eyes close--a moment to etch this peace into his memory.

"--I'm not falling asleep," he feels urge to clarify. "I'm only remembering."

#upperthird #══ a man of no worth (ic) #══ so rise like the sun and burn (taisho era) #am forever somft over the way yorii treasures the smallest moments #i wanna try thinking of a tag for them at some point--

[uppermoonkoku]

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[beflashy]

@upperthird​   ↳ continued .

             Nice, nice ! Extremely good reflexes ! Reflexively the Hashira’s body moved on it’s own , like it had when Tanjiro was ready to head-butt him that one time . An inhale of breath before his body flickered silently away from the demon’s well-aimed kick . Fushia colored eyes took in the other . So this was one the one Kyojuro had gone up against ? This demon was as flamboyant as they came ! The blues , pinks , orange in their eyes . . .good , good ! ❝ Your kick was well aimed ! If you were not a demon , you’d make an excellent Shinobi ! You’ve got the flashiness for it ! However I cannot just look past you devouring humans . ❞ 

#upperthird #// yes he appraises others like kyojuro taught him #// i hope this continuation is okay !

[futurefind]

@upperthird sent:

"--you smell so weird," a grunt from the demon, "--did you fall in shit or something? you smell even worse than usual." (for sa!)

She stares down at the demon, obscured eyebrow twitching. What? Just— what? Not even a hello first? Or even anything that makes fucking sense, at that...

"'Weird'?" she echoes, utterly baffled—and unimpressed. Strong arms cross as she squints at Akaza, face pinching in confusion.

"You're the one with the super-smell, why don't you tell me—unless you're pulling it out of your ass just because?" That, or he doesn't know his nose from his own ass.

#upperthird #ic // sasume #v: kny #I WAS ALREADY CRYING #BUT NOW IM CRYING MORE BC............ #I STRAIGHT UP HAVE A SCENT HC FOR SA????????/ (forest petrichor w nebulous undercurrent of spice) #SO LIKE. LMAO. AKAZA SHAMELESSLY LYING (AND/OR W V BIZARRE SCENT-TASTE) LIKE: #hissy cat akaza vs tsun puppy sasume G O

[dreamdeemed]

@upperthird​  ↝  pretty bones  /  yeule

          “  then you think you own the world but you can’t control your fit.  ”

#the way that spotify just WANTS enmu to hate akaza #悪い夢 ➞ ic. #悪い夢 ➞ lower moon one. #upperthird

[chxrishxd]

@upperthird

      Sneaking past the bedroom so not to wake up her father, Idzuki grins from ear to ear. The sun will raise soon, which means dad will come home, and she wants to welcome him home! Idzuki doesn’t exactly understand why Akaza can only leave the house at night, but she doesn’t question it. That is who her dad is, and she loves him very much.

      Carefully she pushes open the shōji, and glances down the road. The moment Idzuki sees the all to familiar figure she blots out of the house. Arm stretch open so she can scoped up and hugged.

      “Dad! Welcome home!” She laughs so loud a few birds fly out a near by tree...not that Idzuki notices.

#(Idzumi: Thread) #upperthird #//local 4 year old scares the birds #//more at 11

[sxs-a]

Nez easedropping rn 

#kny spoilers // #mugen train spoilers // #enbashira #upperthird #🌸 || WANDERING ROSE EYES || {dash com} #//she ain't happy. she finna fight

[bloominghands]

and he stumbles back. it was rare he was intimidated by another, but she remained so tall -- so powerful. instinctively, he bares his teeth -- but not before he asks, "--what's your name?"

Oh? Who dared speak with a hiss upon their tongue towards her? Ancient being reaches out, crimson tipped talons glinting dangerously n the light of the moon --

                           Beep. -- Delicate fingertip presses to the other demon's nose.

"You know, it's quite rude not to introduce yourself first before asking a lady's name- But you may call me Robin." She couldn't remember if that was her name once, long ago, but found it just. . . . fit.

(@upperthird)

#upperthird #v.demonslayer #;answered #she boop himb snoot

[fuyuonee-a]

@upperthird​ - s.c.

A nightmare had stirred the young woman awake. She didn’t have them that often, most of her dreams were instead a replay of her mistakes in battle and how she would have fixed them. This time, however, she envisions the way her teacher’s smile... How even when he was dying, body slumping and going cold, the smile never faded.

The arm pierced through his core, staving off blood, until the sun rotted it away. The blood pooling his cape like a growing sun. The raw rage she had felt, watching him die, watching him throw himself before the laughing, smiling demon.

When she lifts her head from the pillow, her eyes meet a pair of glowing ones in the dark. Her own rosy ones widen, and for a moment, she feels rage and fear all at once.

Nothing is said. Nezuko just breathes and clutches her chest, other hand hovering over the nichirin blade sheathed beside her futon.

#upperthird #;ic #v; fight for the future (roleswap) #;demon slaying missions (closed rp) #blood / #nightmares / #kny spoilers /

[beatgod]

@upperthird​    ★

        ❝ One of us isn’t walkin’ out of here that easily.. ❞

#upperthird #【 v. demon slayer. 】｡° #﹙ Q. ﹚♡

[hizzashii]

unprompted ☀️ @upperthird

and he fidgets with the other's hand, idly. before long, he finds himself measuring his hand against yoriichi's.

"--you're hands are gargantuan," his hands paled in comparison, "--i guess that's to be expected."

For so long, he shied away from touch--and perhaps in that he weren't too unlike sibling, the wariness warranted in being strongest meant a necessary need for remaining guarded, for he remembered too clearly when ones thought friends turned against him, the feeling of hands that gripped shoulder as he could bring himself to do nothing but accept and hope they let go quickly.

Touched felt dangerous, so often.

And he knows, sitting next to upper third as he fidgets with his hand, that touch could still prove dangerous--but with him, Yoriichi increasingly realized that he didn't mind it. A reassurance instead that he were safe next to him, and would not be harmed for allowing that guard to settle, just a bit.

Hands were rough in callouses of wielding blade, but talent meant he needn't train so severely, less marks than one may have expected considering his age now.

"--I am quite a bit taller."

Simple observation that wasn't meant to be a tease towards the other's size, but his attention were now upon their hands, a shift as fingers move and curl over the smaller hand to hold it within his own.

A moment of thought, and Yoriichi brings it closer; lips brush to pale skin, curiosity leading him to wonder of how chilled Akaza's skin always seemed to be.

"Your hands are cold; would you like my haori?"

#upperthird #══ a man of no worth (ic) #══ so rise like the sun and burn (taisho era) #══ as the crow flies (asks) #yorii's using lips to judge temperature because more sensitive than hands but also #ur welcome akaza he just kissed ur fingers too

[uppermoonkoku]

A Bento For Your Muse

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#Looks fun; (Meme Games) #Thanks for the call; (Tagged)

[lotusandlies]

and with a kick of his leg, he aims to knock douma down to his knees. "--don't look at me," he growls, "--those eyes of yours are repulsive. go stare at someone else."

an undeterred smile, though he does at least, if for moment of compliance, close his eyes. “ my! having a bad day, akaza-dono? maybe we should go to an onsen and relax then get a nice snack! ”

#upperthird

[tvrningout-archived]

     @upperthird​​ sent: and something about kaiya made his stomach churn, in an ugly way. even as a demon, he could see so much joy, so much kindness in her eyes, it made him sick. "--what are you looking at?" a snarl from the upper moon, "--leave me alone."

     kaiya didn’t flinch, didn’t even bat an eye at akaza’s harsh tone, though she did adopt an apologetic smile. demons and people alike could be prickly, but she had never been afraid of bleeding -- some of the prettiest flowers had thorns to protect themselves from careless hands. if kaiya pricked her finger, that only meant she needed to be more mindful of her actions, or perhaps she simply didn’t understand her companion very well ( yet ). both applied here, considering she and the upper moon knew very little about each other. but that would change... hopefully!

     “ i’m sorry if i made you uncomfortable, akaza-san. it’s just--- ” the demoness pointed to her own eye. “ your eyes are quite pretty! i was thinking they looked a little like cracked glass, or maybe ice! and your irises sort of look like the full moon! i can’t help but admire them. ” 

#upperthird #akaza: go away >:( #kaiya: sorry did you say be your friend?? :D #thank you for this by the by!! #i hope today's treated you well <3 #interactions | kaiya #turn sadness into kindness | main verse | kaiya

[dreamdeemed]

@upperthird​     ↝     and he shoves him, roughly -- a snarl resting on his lips. "--just because you're an upper moon now doesn't mean i have any respect for you," he growls, "--you're just like him."

the shiver that creeps down enmu’s spine is almost euphoric,  the shove nearly leaving him tumbling,  but just barely able to hold his ground.  he’s not shocked by the brutality,  but merely smiles with bared teeth,  a dog at the end of their leash.  he didn’t feel the need to be respectful,  after all,  why offer what was not being returned?

          “  you don’t need to hold any respect for me.  and trust me when i say  -  i would never expect you out of anyone to hold any for myself.  i have all the respect i could need  -  and i don’t wish to ask for much at all.  i simply take what i’ve been given  -  ”

a vile smirk creeps across his lips,  the expression of someone who knew exactly what they were doing.  enmu was proud,  and he wouldn’t let a single soul rip his pride from him again. he was everything he wanted to be.  he was something,  finally.  something worth looking at,  caring about,  something that others wished they were.

          “  i’m grateful for what i have.  i don’t feel the need to belittle people.  you should be proud of what you are now  -  then perhaps you wouldn’t feel so bad about yourself.  it truly isn’t the most flattering appearance you could take.  you could be so much better than you are now if you’d simply take a moment to breathe  -  don’t you agree  ?  give yourself a brand new perspective.  ”

the tone in his voice is sickening and even he knows his words are cruel.  for enmu,  fire must be met with fire,  and if it didn’t work,  surely he’d be willing to burn the whole world down and take himself with it.  his fingers clasp happily in front of himself,  leaning into the demon with baited breath,  and taking such pride in his nuisance. 

          “  and trust me  -  comparison like that is nothing short of a compliment.  after all,  wouldn’t we all like to be higher  -  up than we are currently  ?  there is never a true end.  ”

#悪い夢 ➞ ic. #悪い夢 ➞ upper moon six. #upperthird #enmu vc: listen ur cute but the attitude is not #i will bring you down with me mark my fuckin words

[stcries-a]

@upperthird​​ said:   and he doesn't even look up from the ground, towards muzan. firmly knelt before him, stance welded together as if he were made of iron, akaza waits to be acknowledged, before he finally speaks. "--i've killed another hashira," he speaks, but does not boast, "--i've preserved their body, they were marechi." a pause, "--i will gladly eat them and feed upon their strength, but i wanted to offer them to you first." he was hungry, but he ignores it -- all for him.

even with the one of his most trusted upper ranks within his presence, the demon king’s face remains UNCHANGING,  vibrant plum gaze locked on the underling currently weak and helpless beneath his feet   (  in his eyes anyhow.  )   despite the wretched,  weak lower moons constantly being replaced and slaughtered by cockroaches,  muzan held some form of RESPECT for the stronger of his minions.

silence remained for a few seconds longer,  nostrils flaring for a mere moment picking up on the FRESHLY acquired scent of blood.   then,  a hum escaped the master’s throat.     ❝     whilst disposing of another one of those pesky slayers isn’t anything impressive,  the fact that you offered your kill to ME before sating yourself    . . .    now that’s dedication.      ❞

only then does expression switch,  once bland lips curling upwards into a soft grin.     ❝     the promise of a meal is ENTICING,  perhaps if you do not wish for more of my own blood,  you may take some of their flesh for yourself    . . .      ❞    of course,  despite being more than capable of hunting for his own food,  it was fairly obvious who would be getting MOST of the remains.

#⟪ IC / muzan kibutsuji. ⟫ #upperthird . #god i haven't written muzan in AGES i hope im doing him justice here . #its a rare sight seeing muzan share dfgh . #feels like im talking about a 5 year old oh god . #// blood tw . #// death tw .