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[ Demon Slayer × Trollhunters idea ] (3)

" Helping others often ends up helping yourself. "

Angor Rot can't help the scoff that breathes out of him in reply to the boy's response. Tanjirou remains unwavering, his eyes never leave the assassin troll.

Well, the former assassin troll now. The ring containing his soul glistens on his finger.

" That is your answer? " Angor presses on with a hiss. " You managed to persuade the Trollhunter to return the ring because you only want to help? Do you expect me to bow in gratitude, whelp? "

" I didn't persuade Jim, I merely told him my piece. " Tanjirou hums, his dark red hair swaying in the movement of the windy night. " I told him that it was always yours. Nobody has the right to control others through such means. "

This boy holds the same caution in his stance that Angor had seen with the Trollhunter's, but his eyes have no fear nor hesitation in them. He feels unsettled, not knowing what to make of the way this boy looks at him.

Fear keeps you alive and aware. If this boy is afraid of him, he does a flawless job in disguising it in sight and scent. Angor takes a step forward, foot barely grazing the grass of the boy's home property.

Tanjirou remains indifferent. His gaze stays the same and Angor snarls at how it reminds of the untouchable, warmth of the sunlight --

" Did you not think I might have attacked your friend when I got back my soul? "

" I did. Jim thought the same too. But I told him to be prepared for that scenario. You didn't attack Jim, so that's good. "

Angor narrows his eyes. " Such naivety. " Yet his words carry nothing, he's aware, because if anything, this boy doesn't seem idiotic.

" You're here just to ask me questions. Although it would have been nice if you didn't sneak around in the first place. " A displeased tone in his voice as he puffs. " I almost thought you were a robber if not for your scent. "

Scent. This boy has an enhanced scent of smell. Angor's eyes dart to the small axe in the boy's hand, taken when he had emerged out of his house to confront him with the thought that he was an intruder.

" I could've been coming here to attack you. Perhaps as a bit of warning for the Trollhunter, maybe? " The troll mimics a motion of unsheathing his blade.

" Will that be your choice? "

Angor Rot goes still.

" Will you continue to pursue the Trollhunter? " Tanjirou continues, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. " Despite being free from being controlled again? Do you intend to continue your reputation as the Trollhunter's assassin? You can choose what you want now, walk on the path you prefer. It doesn't have to be in a violent one. "

There's a faint sound of inhaling, and Angor notes the way the boy's chest expands and the twitch in his muscles.

For the first time since their talk tonight, he goes into a stance, bringing his arms up and resting his hands in a crossing pose over his shoulders, the axe being tightly gripped in his hold.

" If that is your choice, " Tanjirou says, " then, right here, right now, I will take your life. "

(In the distance later on, where Angor Rot has corrected the boy's assumption and walks away to find another path for his future, he sometimes wonders what would have happened if he had taken another step forward. The boy's eyes glared on his neck back then, but his axe was small, and a troll's skin is thick and hard to cut.

And then Angor remembers the boy's gaze, of how it resembled the gentle warmth of the sun and at the same time, the prickling heat that burns through his skin if made contact. His senses had screamed danger despite not picking up any hostile intention.

Somewhere in the future, Angor finds himself protecting the Trollhunter Jim from Gunmar and aiding him in the battle, and his golden eyes find Tanjirou swinging his blade through the Gumm Gumm soldiers without breaking a sweat.

When the boy notices him and beams, his past words echoing, Angor Rot finds it reasonable to have a sense of wariness and fear for the boy because he resembles the sun; bright, warm and deadly.)

I am loving this fic of yours @pinkytoothlesso11 so I doodled something of it 🤭

Halfway shading this when I just remembered that his clothes were something of a grey vest and a tracksuit I think? 🤔 This is how I imagine him tho 😔

Also when you wrote about Angor adjusting to being a human, I just imagine Claire helping in by showing him around

Local news; Single ahh troll deciding to stay in a household where everyone openly shows their love for their partners.

[ KNY Infinity Castle arc spoiler ]

Rereading the part where Kanao mocks and insults Douma and I finally understand that in a way, she's gloating.

Douma and Kanao were raised in an environment where neither had the luxury to express their true emotions. They needed to act in a certain way to survive. When they finally found a path that allowed them to be more of what they were, Kanao managed to shape herself according to her choice but Douma couldn't.

Even if Douma has gotten stronger, he would always be in that cult, always performing sweet smiles and playing the role of a savior. He stays in the way he was as a human. He's like a frozen statue, unchanging. His human self wanted a change, a spark of excitement in his dull life and he thought being a demon was the answer.

Kanao is everything that he's not. She finds the will to change while he doesn't. Douma has more power than ever, he could go find something else about himself but no, he let himself be rooted in the same spot.

" Why were you even born? " Kanao probably has asked the same thing about herself, and upon noting the slight similarity between her and Douma, she represented the same question for him too.

The brewing hatred in Kanao makes her express great pleasure in seeing that she succeeded in denying her past while Douma still lives in that bubble. Her words spit venom because she can relate to him. Can't feel happiness, can't feel sadness. While he can't, she couldn't.

The difference between them relies on their choices and she feels such immense delight in a moment of spite to know that what she chose has become her strength. She made the choice to change, even in slow progress, but she finds the will to live instead only to survive.

It's such a brilliant choice to have Kanao battles against Douma, from the fact that the people around them are connected to that their pasts are almost the same.

Hey Ren! I'm in love with your reverse au!!!! Can I ask you how's kokushibou/michikatsu in this au?

Slayer Kokushibou/ Michikatsu headcanons

Demon, he accepted to be transformed into one because of his jealousy to his brother, but after his death, he couldn’t bare it so he denied his new nature.

A demon that defeated the sun and has his own desires, he ripped off his extra eyes to look more human, those scars didn’t heal.

He wants to be human again so he joined the slayer corps to find a cure for his mistake.

Terrifying strong, he’s called to battle only when is absolutely necessary.

Had to learn how to live without human flesh, so he usually eats animals, when he really needs it, the corps get him human blood. (Like Tamayo and Yushiro do)

Sometimes he tries to eat human food; usually he throws it up a little after.

At first Hakuji refused to accept him, but then he noticed that the demon’s only wish is being human again and then… just die just like it was meant to be. They get along pretty well; the moon breathing and the blizzard breathing are very compatible.

Silent, extremely polite and actually a little shy.

Wears a turtleneck like Douma because the flower pillar didn’t want him to get sunburns; he doesn’t argue even if he can be under the sun without problem.

Refuses to wear a slayer uniform because he thinks he doesn’t deserve to wear something for humans, he’s dirty and wearing the uniform is something to be proud about, so he only wears a cloth on his arm.

Lives in the Flower pillar state, the other slayers are kind of scared to have him near, but Douma isn’t at all, he’s the healer of the corps, he has seen shit.

Great at healing, his eyes are capable to see through the body so he can point the wounds very easily.

Likes cats.

Okay, so,

When Yuichiro died, he passed with his body facing down.

When Muichiro died, he was standing.

When Yoriichi died, he was standing.

When Kokushibou/Mitchikatsu died, he was on his knees ( I think ) as he crumbled away.

I feel like the way Yuichiro and Kokushibou death position means something like, " It's over, I gave up. I couldn't even accomplish something I've been longing for, no matter how hard I tried. I don't care anymore, just take me now. "

Because Yuichiro couldn't protect Muichiro, and Kokushibou couldn't surpass Yoriichi.

Meanwhile, Muichiro and Yoriichi position feels something like, " I tried my best. Even if my part has little effect, at least it's something. I worked hard. I tried. I couldn't finished what I intended to, but I hope I have left something effective. "

Muichiro didn't managed to finish Kokushibou fully, but he gave him a large damage and died standing with his hands clutching his sword into Kokushibou's torso. Yoriichi died standing as well, not being able to fully finish Kokushibou, but still clutching his sword and gave enough damage for the opponent.

And all of their life, their only mind was occupied about their brother. What to do with them, how do I protect them, how can I surpass him, etc.

Just their brother.

:(

I was prepared for Steve and Aja, and got bodyslammed by Varvatos Vex falling in love at first sight with Toby's grandma.

Canon x reader characters I've made so far

Hotaru Haganezuka x Reader: Friends to lovers

Sanji x Witch! Reader: Childhood friends to lovers

Angor Rot x Witch Guardian! Reader: Lovers to enemies

They were just kids, man 😕. I just noticed that Genya having less injuries from his other siblings is because he's holding the youngest one, who received the most attack and shield his body 😕. Man Sanemi and Genya aren't my favorite but they suffer so much.

Imagine Genya seeing Nezuko and Tanjirou hug and just think like " they have such a good siblings relationship " 😕😕😕

(Currently watching Wizards: Tales of Arcadia)

Arthur makes my blood boil, like " magic took everything from me again " SIR YOU WERE THE ONE WHO CUT OFF YOUR SISTER'S HAND???

Also can you imagine how kind Angor Rot used to be??? During the times where humans and trolls hate and fight each other??? For him to carry Morgana out of the water and wish her peace in resting?? He could've left her there and be on his way but he didn't. He literally deserves better 😭

' Hashiras are paid as much as they want '

Muichiro is younger than me but he's already out there making himself rich what am I even doing with life.