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 new blog  for  SHUTEN DOUJI  of the mobile game  onmyoji.  please like  / &  reblog  if  you’re interested in interacting with a  super flexible,  crossover  and  oc friendly blog.   there will be verses added in the future for more fandoms.  information can be found here.  please keep in mind that this blog is  18+  only.  written by  jaxx.  

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she’s broken 

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own the store front next to shuten’s tattoo parlor  &  constantly invade his side with cutesy shit i’m begging

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shuten with tons of body modifications in his tattoo shop verse,  my favorite

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saturnbled·:

she  presses  her  fingers  against  the  soft  velvet  texture  of  the  flower  petals  in  her  lap ,   tying  stems  together  until  she’s  left  with  the  perfect  combination  or  reds ,   yellows ,   and  oranges .   she  used  to  play  with  flowers  as  a  child ,   dressing  up  and  decorating  herself  in  their  bold  colors .   a  smile  reaches  her  eyes  as  she  extends  her  arms  to  place  the  hand  -  made  crown  on  his  head ,   keeping  back  a  quiet  laugh  at  the  sight .   ❝  it  suits  you .  ❞

LOUGING AROUND IN THE SUNLIGHT HAD QUICKLY BECOME ONE OF HIS FAVORITE PASSTIMES,    so long as  there was nothing of interest going on.   without visitors,   the mountain was usually quiet,   &  she was not  rowdy  company.   if anyone would have come up to disturb the peace,   he did not expect it to be  her  of all people.   instead,   she seemed to favor joining him in  part silence,   part  quiet  conversation when offered.   

watching her hands from over the rim of his cup,   it wasn’t difficult to guess what she was doing.   the mountain was  rich  in all types of  flowers,   and she never was shy to get her hands on them.  it was not until she  reaches  out  &  places the ring of flowers on his head that his face turns the  slightest  shade of red  --  unable to figure out why she would  waste  her hard work on him.   once picked,  they would  die  naturally,   but she should have kept them for herself;  such a thing would have suited her much better.    ❝   they  don’t  --  that’s ridiculous.  ❞    flowers?   being suitable to him?    laughable.   however,  she’s clearly  won  his attention.  his drink  forgotten,   placed off to the side.   ❝  you should be making one for yourself.   ❞   reaching out for her  collection  they had gathered earlier,  he gravitates towards  red  --   holding them out to her.   

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒  𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑  𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅?

the lightning rod

whether it’s your turbulent nature,   your flash quick mind, or the air of unknown about you,   your undercurrent is the lightning rod.   you are somewhat unpredictable,   but if we unravelled we’d see you know exactly what you’re doing,  but it’s makes you feel less vulnerable to pretend it wasn’t planned  . some people stay back from you,   but others would follow you cross country,   for the very same reason.   they don’t know enough about you.   the difference is in who wants to learn more.   keep your golden nature,    it’s exciting,   but don’t be afraid to admit what you know.    matshona dhliwayo said   “lightning strikes but does not roar”   your bite will always be worse than your bark,    keep that close to your chest.

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tagging  @elysialm​ , @amaurct​ ( tsuku ) ,  @lunarscaled​ , @habyssus​

[incorrectonmyoji]

Shuten Douji: I think I'm falling for you.

Momiji: Then get up.

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔  ?

right person wrong time

seriously dude you need to stop crying over your ex...   this surely cannot be healthy.     you probably think that somehow someway you could still make things work and fix your mistakes but if shit didn't work out it is for a reason.    if you never move on you are never gonna find the person who is actually right for you.    get a grip you are better than this

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tagging  @kuweile​ , @whiterosemilktea​ , @onlyjuniper​ , @vulpeine​ , @jiingweii​ ( sen ) 

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for every like on this image ibaraki doji gets to slander another rich person

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@deitytm​    ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:    “ i can tell something’s bothering you.  ”                   𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬

𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒊𝒗𝒐𝒕 like that of a butterfly’s wings when it flutters.    looking into the endless reign of the sea,    the sun’s brilliant orange reflection easily broken by ripples.    his reassuring presence is not dismissed however,    a heart’s sorrow cannot be forgotten so easily.    this scene was a familiar one,    admired behind wooden bars,    only to admire from a distance.    to admire the life of others from the highest tower but,    at the company of your own solitary confinement.    still a rouge smile is still displayed.    ❝    i was reminded of something.    ❞    she begins,    sweet tone hiding an underlying sadness.    ❝    people would travel far to watch my performances.    ❞

❝    𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫.    ❞    lowering a head,    putting on a brave face at the end of the performance before being beckoned back to a life-long cage.    as if silent prayers were ignored another time.    ❝    however they would never understand the story behind it.    ❞    closing her eyes,    looking sea ward again,    taking a deep breath as if holding back tears or a reminder that she was reborn as shiranui,    still wandering in the mortal realm.    ❝    but,    dancing for you…    it reminded me how much i enjoyed it.    ❞    taking shuten-doji’s hand,    delicate as if handling with glass.    first,    it was hesitant but,    swiftly does it continue its course.    demure smile with a subtle blush of the cheeks.

❝    i’d like to keep dancing for you…    for as long as you’ll allow me.    ❞

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SHE WAS DIFFICULT TO READ IN THE BEST OF TIMES,    and shuten couldn’t quite say that he was  all  that wonderful when it came to being  delicate  about feelings.   of course,   there was  effort  for her;  there was  always  room for effort when it came to someone like her.   if he deemed  someone  to be worth it,   then he could waste his entire day trying to  understand   just what she had been through.   though her troubles were ...  a little  more  human than he could capture  --   mistreated by them the same was  any  spirit;   humans really did  HATE  anything that was different from them.    but he didn’t  quite   grasp it well.   they hated different,   they hated  evil   --   she was certainly not evil.  the farthest from it,    she just had a  love  for  dancing;   she was  beautiful  when she did so,   and yet they still did not want to appreciate that.   or rather,   they wanted to appreciate it in ways that could be backed by  human greed.   he’d seen demons that had a love for capturing items of grace,   but he wasn’t one of them.   

he may not be able to  fully  understand,  but that did not mean that he wouldn’t listen cautiously to what she was saying to him.   the  only  moment that his expression would change from serious was when her expression would strain,  clearly holding back tears.  in that moment,   he  wished  that he had something he could say to her that would take away the  pain,  but he’s not known for being so good with words.   allowing her to take his hand,   the way she  treats  him is so  different  from anyone else he’s ever met  --  to touch a  demon  so softly?   surely,   he is not so fragile.   grabbing her with a  touch  that is not nearly as gentle as her own,   but not  malicious  in nature,   he pulls her in a little closer.   ❝   then why did you  stop ?   ❞  the statement is met with a  small smile,   his best attempt at cheering her up.   

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amaurct·:

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐎  * & .  ———  there was no motivation to be his friend aside from just …  that she wanted to .  maybe in part of some worry as she seldom saw him around  &  got curious on some days where the RED - HEAD had disappeared to …  she has heard things from students who gossiped  &  rumored  ,  yet her feelings remained sorely unchanged despite whatever they said of him .  she wasn’t taught to judge or demean others so perhaps ,  that played its part day to day as she became closer to him ,  feeling like she made progress in some way .  here she had been ,  sitting by him with another homemade lunch  &  smiling brightly that he hadn’t pushed her away …  or so that was what her worry had been the entire time ,  relieved greatly by his acceptance .  almost previously discouraged after not being able to find him initially  ,  it was good that she hadn’t stop her pursuit even if the bells were to go off ,  ending the lunch break …  she was determined .

❝  um ..  six o’clock .  it’s fine though !  i promise ,  ❞    she sheepishly giggled .   KAZUKO’s normal routine usually started a bit later than just six …  but she genuinely hadn’t mind to wake up so early if it meant she could share a lunch with him .  she placed his bento in front of him ,  chopsticks that was wrapped in with the bentos having been placed on top  &  then went to prepare hers ,  taking off the lid .  if it could be any cuter …  than the little cutouts of little critters in the nori  or  the rice shaped into the head of a bear .  she was exquisitely proud of her work here .     ❝  do you like it ?  hehe ..  i had to watch some videos since i’m not really good at making cute bentos .  hopefully ,  i can get better at it .  ❞     KAZUKO looked at him ,  eyes watching for his expressions …  even if they were so little  &  far inbetween .  even the slightest glimmer of his appreciation that shown in his eyes would make her heart race …  either way ,  she began to dig in when he picked up his bento . 

HE WOULD NEVER QUITE UNDERSTAND HER MOTIVATION,    if anything,   she should have felt some need to preserve her own reputation   —   maybe she didn’t care much for it,    but surely,    someone  had to tell her that he was  bad news.    as much as he knew that he was  undeserving,   he  was  selfish  as well.    getting to spend  private  time with a   girl  who was as cute as her;   smiling so brightly just for him,   it was  something  else.    his acceptance was not so  valiant  as she may have thought   —   enjoying her a little more than he felt he was  allowed to.     he intentionally made himself  difficult  to find,    that was the nature of how he acted;    all she really had to follow was the  smell  of cigarette smoke,   likely it would lead to him;  or those that he hung around with.    he could try to mask that part of his personality as much as he wanted to try and make himself  look good,    but it would never fully  disappear  for her.   shuten didn’t  doubt  that she knew he was doing worse anyways,    if she didn’t … well,   he’d hate to be the one to personally disappoint her.  

hearing her say the words  six,   as if it was  not  some kind of a big deal,  his eyes widened for a moment;   she had to be  crazy  to drop that kind of a number as if it were no big deal.   he was lucky enough if he had stumbled into homeroom thirty  seconds  before last call.  ❝  that’s  way  too early.  ❞    he said,   voice  low.    he wasn’t going to push  so  hard to scold her.   in a way,   she was only  doing  something kind for him,   no matter how much he didn’t want her to  exert  herself to do so.   while he grumbled,   he  picked  up the little lunchbox in front of him,   feeling the need to express. excessive caution when he untied the  perfect  bow,   lifting off the lid,   he was left in  shock  when he saw what the contents looked like.   everything on the inside was  TOOTH - ROTTING  adorable.    gripping the container a little tighter,  he had to fight the  smile  that was creeping on his lips,   flicking his gaze between  animal - shaped  onigiri  and  her  eager expression.   letting her  start,   it felt almost  painful  to ruin her hard work.  was he  really  supposed to eat something that looked like this?   it felt like such a waste.     ❝  better?   what do you have to get better?  ❞    he asked,    inspecting it a  little  too closely.   picking up his chopsticks,    he held them as if he wanted to eat,   but truthfully …. he was  still  just staring like an idiot.   

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aaternum·:

Amusement laces her non-committal hum, bright hues flickering to the streaks of indigo settling in peach skies. Well, that much was true. The day had quietly drifted away with only the night to remain. If only she could spend the rest of it in good company; a man, a suspicious carbon copy of legend (though he denies any ties) who plates himself an expert drunk. She stares as he takes note of her poor-man’s map, squinting at his features – such bizarre resemblance to the tales. But there was no way, demons were incapable of anything beyond sheer violence. And drinking oneself to death was hardly a crime against humanity. Maybe himself. Ah, but her thoughts are cut short by his unfortunate answer; it might have been a stretch to assume, she swore he was familiar with the area. But, it was a simple oversight. She flashes a toothy beam, glancing down at the map, “   Well, I will be very glad to have any expertise. My navigational skills leave a little to be desired, but – mm!   ” She nods following the drink back with her gaze, “   Assignment makes it sound cooler, but it’s really just patrol. I guess that’s why they’re only sending me.   ” Wispy brows twist at the thought, maybe the night wouldn’t be as exciting as she’d imagined if they predicted little danger. Or they deemed her competent enough to handle the threat. 

“   And how do you know that?  ” She laughs, an addled smile tugging at her lips; how could he be so certain there would be nothing of interest there if he didn’t know much – in his own words. “   I mean, I’d like it to be nothing.   ” Ryu takes a brief cursory glance around, quieting her voice for just the two to hear, “   But I’m stationed to the mountain because ..  there may or may not be demons on it’s path.   ”  The bridge of nose crinkles as she racks her head to question the blatant denial. “   If there’s nothing of interest than hopefully the night goes smoothly!  ” A pause as she leans forward, “   Are you worried I’ll find your long lost twin up there, Douji?   ” Her tease is lighthearted, one hand smoothing over the curled ends of the map, attention dropping to its center. “   It’s also why I won’t be here to keep you company for very long. Honestly, I probably should have left earlier, but .. I wanted to see you, so I did.   ” She shrugs, tracing the jagged lines with her pointer and resting at its base, in search of where she was to begin her journey.

“  I swore you were from around here though. Okay, what can you tell me about then? I’ll be there all night, maybe you know something useful and you don’t even know it!   ”

OF COURSE HE’S FAMILIAR,    the  locals  may not have been  —  ask anyone else in that bar and they would not have been  quite so open to  the thought of someone walking those dreaded paths;   there was a reason that they were all  overgrown   &  ill - kept.   they would have thought her an idiot,   perhaps someone  looking  to die.    he couldn’t say that it would have been her  fate  if he had anything to do with it … but if the poorly  hidden  secret  was to slip,   he doubted that she would have been so fond to have his help.    eyes flick up to her as she  stares,   it’s not  hard  to guess what she is thinking.    the suspicion,    blatant mistrust,   had been plaguing their situational friendship since the beginning  —   and yet,   he cannot bring himself to deny it so whole - heartedly.   as he is  lying  to her,    and she is  painfully  aware of it.   when he would have to  tell  her that she wasn’t wrong the entire time with her  obvious lack of ability to be so easily fooled,    neither one of them would have been surprised.   the only detail that she had  yet  to catch him on is the  blood thirst.    he’s  fully  capable of being horrible if he so wishes,   but she won’t catch him.   shuten douji hadn’t allowed himself to  mistreat  humans in a long time,    and he had no intention to.   breaking  hundreds  of years  of  trust  was hardly worth the taste of blood;   he’d once been obsessed with it,   but  not  anymore.   the thought of it could make any human  shiver,    but he wouldn’t  speak  so openly on a past that not even he could remember with clarity.   ❝  a  patrol?  ❞   his brows raise some,   unsure of what to expect from that;   to only  send  her …  it seemed as if they were  underestimating  a lot of things,   that,   or they didn’t expect her to do much.   it was difficult to tell which was the truth.   maybe there was  only  minor demons lurking there,   but it could easily become  overwhelming  someone who was  just  a mortal.   

his certainty wasn’t meant to be incriminating,    truthfully,   he was just saying what he thought that  anyone  else would have  —   most didn’t think that there was anything of value on the mountain.   locals tended to have a  very strict  relationship with themselves and the  ‘ deity ‘  that lived on the mountain  —  considering that he was  very much  a  DEMON  and not a  god  by any means,   most felt no need to try and get  close  with him.     ❝  because  no one  goes up there.   that’s how things work around here.  “   he said neutrally,    downing the rest of his glass  &   reaching out to top it off once again.    ❝  people  talk  a lot,    you shouldn’t take all rumors for the truth.   if the people say that a demon protects them,   then what’s the worry?  ❞   he asks,    a  strange  look in his eyes this time.   there she goes,   once again   —  his  twin.   hardly a twin,   considering that the  real  thing is sitting right in front of her,  discussing a mp of his territory;   it’s only natural that he would try to talk her out of it.   to that accusation,   he can only offer her a  choked  laugh,   no sense of denial.   ❝  you’re really going to  go  alone?   in the middle of the night?   maybe you won’t find the  big,   scary   demon that you want   —   but there’s a lot out there.   ❞   he warns her;    the lesser demons,   and not to mention the wildlife.   ❝  ask  anyone  from around here,   no one will want to tell you about there.   like i said,    people stay away from oeyama.   that’s the most  useful  advice i have for you.  you’re better off just staying here and having a drink.  ❞    he adds,  trying to  lighten  his tone.  

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glttony·:

               𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙼   and   so   strong   around   him   was   surprising   but   just   as   intriguing.   Sometimes   messing   with   demons   or   other   creatures   that   are   long-lived   was   quite   risky   but   just   this   taste   left   pleasure   on   his   lips   and   he   even   craved   to   know,   feel   and   desire   something   that   is   much   harder   to   get   than   a   human   life   or   lover.   The   infatuation   in   his   eyes   as   well   as   the   apparent   intrigue   was   what   meant   Kuya   would   not   let   go   so   easily.   Especially   with   someone   else   resisting   him.   

               The   sudden   grip   on   his   wrist   made   all   the   hair   stand   up   on   his   body   and   his   ears   straight   as   a   string   trembled.   Bicolored   eyes   slightly   opened   with   a   second   of   surprise   to   fangs   clenching   through   the   small   frustration   building   in   his   body.   He   hated   it   when   someone   had   the   nerve   to   touch   him   without   his   own   permission   but   the   force   put   into   it   by   the   red   haired   man   wasn’t   that   brutal.   He   even   liked   that   he   was   that   strong.   Features   softened   when   he   licked   his   lower   lip.   This   is   going   to   be   a   really   interesting   encounter.   ❝   Oya   ?   Hmm   can’t   say   that’s   not   an   accurate   statement.   Therefore,   maybe   you’re   the   one   to   keep   me   company,   hm   ?   ❞   A   quiet   giggle   broke   from   the   smirking,   pink   lips   when   with   his   free   hand   he   reached   to   let   the   tip   of   a   single   nail   scratch   the   other   under   his   chin.   Head   tilted   slightly   when   the   pink   mist   inside   his   wicked   eyes.   Attempt   to   relax   and   charm   the   other   was   silly   but   he   couldn’t   resist   the   temptation.   Such   a   strong   lover   with   equally   strong   mind   to   break   in   his   slim   hands.   ❝   I   think   we   can   spend   a   really   good   time   together   …   just   look   within   my   eyes   and   put   your   trust   in   me.   I’ll   make   you   feel   good.   ❞   Kuya   purred.   His   tail   sweeping   from   side   to   side   as   he   got   closer   to   the   demon.   

HE’S UNSURE OF WHAT THE PLEASURE IS IN PLAYING WITH DANGEROUS PREY,   but  he’s  never  quite felt what it’s like to have a truly strong opponent in a  long time.    post - beheading,   he’d  dulled  in personality greatly.   he stopped  seeking  out those who were  stronger  than himself,   he was humbled to a great degree;    instead,   he allowed for ibaraki douji to do such a thing in his stead.   if there was ever  anyone  who could beat  him,   only then would he allow himself to  worry,   so far  —  they had yet to meet anyone close.   many had   not  been so keen to  start wars  after seeing what could come of it.   

it’s  difficult  to tell whether the reaction is out of frustration   or  panic,    but he doesn’t worry either way;   if one is so  forward  as to touch someone else,   they should  expect  for it to come back to them.    it was  not  brutal,   and he didn’t  want  it to be.   there was nothing in the other’s actions that were anything but lightly  teasing,   and as long as it was  kept  that way   —   his own would stay the same.   the  intention  was to  frighten  him off,    on closer inspection,   it  only seemed  to do the opposite of what he was hoping for.   “  it wasn’t   an  offer   —  “   he  protests,   lifting  his chin  disobediently;   an attempt to  try  and  avoid the touch he was  going  for.   instead,   it only provided him with a  better angle  to   stare.    eyes  mere  slits,   he was as unimpressed as ever when he  gazed  upon matching purple eyes.  “ trust you …. i don’t even  know  you … “    despite his words,   his  voice  was losing it’s usual edge   —   not longer as  aggressive.    had he not  drank  so much,  maybe he would have  not  fallen prey to such a  lowly  yokai’s tactics;   after all,   he was a  king  in the eyes of a mere fox.   looking down on  mere spirits  would have been his own fault.