[igokochikigai]

#𝐈𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐈 : an  independent,  mutually  exclusive, permanently low activity,  selective  blog  featuring  various  original  characters ( selectively canon & adapted muses from other sources )  to be written within the  animanga  series  of  𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍  𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑  /  𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔  𝐍𝐎  𝐘𝐀𝐈𝐁𝐀  as  made by  koyoharu  gotouge ( and perhaps a few stray ocs from elsewhere ). not  associated  with  the  fandom  at  large !

as  slain  by  QUIN  (     they/any  ,  27  ,  mst     ).   [  crossover  &&  au  friendly!  rarely  follows  first!  ] heavily limiting activity to those who I follow on my primary blog / all muses on this blog are intertwined deeply with mori's oc blog!

o1. carrd    o2. prompts    o3. opens     o4. blogroll   o5. wishlist .

a  study  in  :  the  exploration  of  grief,  discovering  one's  own  power,  swordsmanship,  mourning  &  loss,  war,  slavery,  discrimination  &  mistreatment,  political  power  &  politics,  manipulation, lies,  murder,  death,  blood  &  gore,  violence,  cannibalism, relationships, trust & bonds,  abuse,  obsession,  possessiveness,  burying your friends & comrades, discussions  &  topics  of  suicide  /  self  harm,  disorders,  chronic  health  /  illnesses,  mental  &  terminal  illnesses,  bravery,  medical  malpractice,  &&  more.

*CURRENT PRIORITY MUSES . saimori miyo , raiden ei / shogun , columbina , yuuki asuna , kamado sumiyoshi , gonokami ayuto .

𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇  :  @fuhaisuru + blogroll ( irl husband ) , @ofbeginning + blogroll , @leilias + blogroll .

[eliseliedl]

Blade (*/ω＼*)

[carlottamontelli]

[whirling-fangs]

@igokochikigai

tHIS DOESN'T SOUND VERY NORMAL OR FRIENDLY OR TRUSTED. douma is fascinated, come here little boar boy. he'll play nice, promise ( this is a lie )

He's scuttling closer... and closer... Hmmm. This one doesn't look like any fun at all. He makes the boar's skin feel all slimey. Maybe he tastes good?

The boar will try and take a bite at the pointy fingers. Doesn't hurt to try!

[igokochikigai]

closed  fan  finds  the  delicate line of flesh  where  cheekbone  meets  hollowed  skin,  douma's  head  tipping  slowly  to  the  side.  he's  watching  with  curious  jeweled  eyes,  expression  a  mixture  of  perplexed  focus  and  …  amusement.  after  a  moment  or  two,  a  hum  loosens  past  his  lips.  “  wow!  look  at  you!  ”

claw  tipped  fingers  reach,  only  for  the  little  boar  creature  to  bite  at  them? nibble, even?  oh  my!  laughter  bubbles,  and  he  finds  himself  tipping  toward  the  small  one,  resting  one  hand  on  his  knee.  “  I've  never  seen  anything  quite  like  you  before!  ”

not  sure  that's  a  compliment or an insult…  but  well,  here  they  are.

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about to spam the dash with tag posts bc I'm changing some things I'm so sorry djvkdkv

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sleep,  dear  little  dove.  oh,  my  little  dove.  fingers  card  delicately  through  tangled  locks,  expression  a  warming  mix  of  solemn  and  poised  understanding.  she'd  felt  the  call  –  the  pull  of  darkness  that  twists.  vehement  in  its  existence  and  angry,  like  a  wave  of  nausea  and  dread  all  at  once  –  columbina  would  know  it  anywhere.  she'd  know  it  best  in  those  like  minded  souls  whom  couldn't  bear  the  light  any  longer.  whose  grief  was  too  heavy,  too  sickening,  too  much  –  and  so  they'd  turned  to  the  abyss  that  swallows  all  things  whole.  let  the  window  shine,  let  floral  dreams  be  present.

like  a  fluttering  feather  on  the  wind,  illuminating  in  its  gentle  cascade,  columbina  was  content  to  find  them  all.  the  ones  broken  time  and  time  again  by  muzan  kibutsuji.  she  finds  this  one  too.  a  lost  boy,  a child,  who'd  been  on  the  verge  of  being  too  far  gone.  she'd  thought  –  for  a  mere  moment,  that  the  darkness  would  swallow  him  too  soon,  too  quick,  and  she  would  be  left  to  hum  him  through  his  final  moments.  oh,  dear  daughter  of  the  moon.  may  no  dust  ever  soil  your  feathers.

and  now,  in  a  gentle  embrace.  receive  good  dreams  from  the  moon.  he  sleeps  now.  slumbering  through  the  worst  of  it.  soon  to  awaken,  she's  sure,  but  the  soft  thrumming  of  her  voice lulls all the same.  timid  and  powerful  in  the  same  ethereal  note  that  bounces  off  of  trees  and  sprawls  itself  through  nooks  and  crannies, pouring itself like fragile moonlight. she wonders, would it be enough?  receive  good  dreams  from  the  moon.

@murasakuma gets a semi - plotted starter! ( upper moon au )

[ofbeginning]

@igokochikigai. / starter call ( ryokaze & daisuke )

❛ kitagawa-san ... the moon looks quite nice tonight , doesn't it ?? ❜

ryokaze laughs to himself , hands clasped behind his back as he stands beside the thunder breather. the moon truly isn't unlike every other moon he's seen , but the sentiment still stands. his gaze drifts from the sky down towards his companion , kind smile still sitting on his face.

❛ care to join me for a walk ?? it seems rather peaceful tonight. ❜

[igokochikigai]

what's  with  these  buffoons?  it's  the  first  thought  he  has,  brows  twitching.  it's  like  he  turns  around  and  there's  a  wind  breathing  student  breathing  down  his  neck,  barging  into  his  space. where the hell does suzugi find them all? 

narrowed  eyes  snap  in  the  other's  direction,  as  if  he  can  will  ryokaze  with  just  his  eyes  to  disappear  at  once.  but  the  moon  …  his  gaze  drifts  reluctantly,  turning  upwards  instead  of  the  pointed  look  shot  to  his  fellow  slayer.  it  is  lovely,  he  finds, though it is just the moon. nothing special about it.

his  mouth  parts,  then  promptly  closes  when  the  other speaks again.  he  lingers  in  the  moment,  mulling  over  the  question  in  his  mind  before  sighing.  sharp  eyes  level  on  the  man.  “  will  you  leave  me  be  if  I  agree?  ”

[ofbeginning]

@igokochikigai. / starter call ( ayuto & ryokaze )

❛ gonokami-kun , good evening. ❜

ryokaze's smile is chipper as ever , even taking in the lingering warmth of the setting sun. he offers a polite bow of his head towards his companion before turning back to polishing his sword. he's strict with its maintenance , it's as much an art to him as is the swordmaking itself. his trusted blade shines in the low-light as he hums to himself.

❛ you can sit if you'd like. i don't bite , promise. besides , such a nice sunset should be shared. ❜

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he  hates  going  outside  during  the  day.  the  sun  has  a  tendency  to  scorch  the  pale  complexion  of  the  wind  breathing  student,  not  that  he  minds  the  excuse  to  stay  indoors  –  that  is,  until  the  dim  light  of  the  setting  sun  paints  the  sky  in  colors  that  make  him  think  of  home.  of  a  village  long  since  gone,  likely.  of  a  family  that's  shared  such  a  fate. 

ayuto  drifts  outside  with  barely  a  sound,  quieter  than  even  a  mouse  –  or  so  lady  hamamoto  would  say.  so  when  he  creeps  up  on  a  fellow  swordsman  and  comrade,  friend  even,  ayuto  nearly  jumps  out  of  his  skin  when  he  realizes  he's  been  spotted  at  all.  “  good  after  –  ah,  evening,  asakura-san.  ”

he  takes  the  offered  seat  –  sitting  across  from  the  elder  of  suzugi's  students. though slides to the ground fairly quickly.  knees  pulled  close  to  his  body,  ashen  tipped  dark  locks  pooling  to  one  side  as  he  watches.  “  do…  do  you  do  that  every  night?  ”

[igokochikigai]

thinking about the poetic justice of muzan making columbina a demon and…

in my mind, columbina likes to pay special attention to being a light in the darkness, muzan's darkness in particular because that can't really be separated when she's seen the harm he causes yk? and experiencing it firsthand. so she's the moon, illuminating the darkness ( negative emotion and despair in this case, sensing things in that abyss ) so at the very least, no one is lonely when they're in that pit. a presence that no matter what happens, something stands with you in the dark. lighting the way.

but the moon reflects sunlight. it reflects the daylight back into the night, into that darkness. so by making her a demon, he kinda unintentionally gave himself a really obnoxious weakness. because now even the night isn't totally his domain alone. he can be a starless night but he cannot stop the moon's light.

sorry muzan, you have to share your domain ( over night ) and even when she HAS your curse, you still can't stomp out the light YOU gave this power. the ultimate fuck you actually??

additional note: but also there's a sort of sad irony there. that columbina brings and offers to people what they need. she reflects. comforts suffering and soothing with how they need. muzan made her a demon, so if her entire DBA became reflection, she would reflect back exactly what he wants. to be soothed and comforted, in a sense. which for him, that's being able to walk in the light of day?

because I fear she wanted to do things with him, he convinced her gently. warmly. which is the sad part. she thought he'd been through so much. she wanted to soothe that. it was really all she knew how to be. for him, for others. so of course her DBA ( through her songs and sensing the world through feelings, emotion, etc ) would become a way to comfort not just people who needed it, but to give him what he wanted most. which just so happened to be the ONE thing he can't do anything about ( aka, the fucking sun ) </3

[unpr0mpted]

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

[igokochikigai]

if you see me using gacha game fc for my ocs no you don't okay

[jakely]

jiyan through the darkest of nights

[igokochikigai]

i've been sufficiently enabled. pending douma transfer to this blog...

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the urge honestly to move douma to this blog. I'll resist for now probably but he'd fit in with the vibe here