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Akasa's Secret Little Wife, Part 1
As a slayer, it is your sacred duty to eliminate the plague that are demons. Having lost your team, you foolishly attempt going after one of the 12 moons by yourself. It is your great fortune that it is Upper Rank Three of the Kizuki, Akasa, has a strange habit for a demon. He doesn't kill women.
Three times you tried to kill him. Three times you failed and walked away alive. Not wanting to kill and devour you but also wanting to avoid punishment by Muzan, Akasa locks you in a small house where only he can reach you. Akasa becomes deluded over time and comes to see you as his little wife.
Content: non-con touching, rough handling, fighting, spitting (giving and receiving), slight choking
Warning: violence, gore, blood and bodily dismemberment, death, cannibalism and blood-drinking, non-con touching, attempted forced feeding of human flesh, forced blood drinking
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The First Night
Earth leeched blood from your fallen comrades. Their bodies were twisted and torn apart. You'd seen what wild boars did to people who got too close, but even boars stopped. The demon kept going even when his victory was assured. You stayed your ground as your captain ordered, he'd been the first to die. You watched from behind the tree how Upper Rank Three of the Kizuki punched a hole into your captain's chest, spraying blood and meat everywhere. The demon tore out his throat with bare fangs, nearly decapitating your captain with one bite. Sour bile filled your mouth as you watched the demon drink the blood and meat the flesh of your captain's throat with a satisfied smirk. The next two slayers on your squad lasted about as long as your captain.
The first was a young man who wasn't much older than you though he pretended to him. The demon hadn't yet finished licking the captain's blood off his mouth when the slayer came running towards the enemy. His sword glinted like a sliver of silver in the moonlight. He aimed the blade at the back of the demon's neck. Just it seemed that it would make a clean slice and avenge the captain, the demon was gone. It hadn't run away, it just simply disappeared from where it had been standing. The slayer couldn't stop the motion of his sword coming down. He cut into thin air and nothing more.
You stifled the scream in your throat when the demon appeared behind him. A pair of tattooed hands reached inside your comrade and came out the other side of his ribs. The demon grabbed hold of his bones with blood glistening off his fingertips. It yanked the ribcage from out the back. Your comrade's spine collapsed like a column of child's building blocks. The demon dove into his innards, feasting on the red, meaty organs.
Two other slayers tried to cut him down, striking at his arms. The blades came down. The demon grabbed the swords with bare fingers and snap them. Your stunned comrades lost precious seconds looking bewildered. The demon decapitated one and tore off the arms of the other. His arms were wrenched free of their sockets and the flesh of his torso with the ease of a child ripping the arms of a doll. The demon ate his heart while he bled to death. It didn't eat any more bits and pieces of your comrades. A small mercy.
The fifth member of your squad stood in the shadows. He backed away from the demon, who hadn't yet noticed him. You couldn't blame him. Three upper ranking slayers had been killed within minutes. You'd be running too if you weren't afraid of the demon finding you. Whichever one of you made a sound first was going to be the one to die. The smallest noise would alert the demon whose eyes were scanning the clearing for anymore slayers to kill and devour.
You remained where you stood behind the large oak tree. You could make your escape once the demon was finished devouring your comrades. You covered your mouth and nose to dull the sound of your breathing. You could barely see your remaining comrade step away from the battlefield. The demon's eyes glowed in the dark like lanterns from Hell. It scanned the clearing and the forest; it hadn't yet spot either of you.
SNAP!
It was not you. You saw the vague shape of your comrade freeze. The crunch of a branch cracking underfoot could be heard across the clearing. Even your human ears picked it up. The demon snapped its head towards the sound. Your comrade screamed, dropped his sword, and fled into the dark woods. The demon was upon in minutes. You didn't see this death, but you heard it. There would be no sound like it in your living memory. He howled like a wounded dog, Whatever the demon did, his cries assured it was without mercy and full of anguish. Then, silence.
You stared at the bodies bathed in moonlight. The red of their blood pooled around them and gore glistened off of pale skin. You stepped around the oak tree. Unsheathing your sword, you crouched forward. If you were going to die, it would be with honor and with your comrades. You stepped over the bodies and limbs across the clearing. Your heart was a beast inside of your chest, pounding at your ribs. Your body moved slowly as if resisting. You didn't really want to die, but there were more important things and you weren't wasting your life like a coward.
The demon stepped out from the thickets and shadow. It was covered in red. Blood dripped from its fingers. You stilled your arms and tightened your stance. The demon would not see you tremble like a frightened little girl.
It did not leap upon you as it did with the others. It stood there. Its glowing eyes flicked to your naked sword pointed at its chest and then to your face. Those strange, demonic eyes stared at your face far more than was comfortable. Yet, it did not move.
"Make your first move, demon. I'm ready," you said.
The demon cocked its head to the side. "You would die if I did that. Just like the other slayers. Just like all the other humans I've killed. Aren't you afraid?"
"I am but that's not important. Even if I do die, I can least die knowing I went down swinging. My captain and my comrades will see me soon, and they will know I died beside them, fighting to avenge their deaths!"
The demon scoffed. It laughed at you. Laughed. The aggravating sound was almost human. Your hands tightened around the grip of your sword. Losing all patience, you sprinted forward and let out a wordless scream. All of your fear and rage went into the cry. It might be the last sound you make, but it was defiant in the face of the enemy. The demon would surely kill you, of that you had no doubt. It could kill you, but it wasn't going to make you give up and die with a whimper.
All the demon had to do was slide to the side. Your sword sliced open the demon's palm. The ground was so slick with blood that you slipped in the wet grass and fell on your backside. Your battle cry seemed now a wasted effort now that you lost all remaining dignity. The demon looked over you as it licked its own blood off its hand. A mouth full of sharp teeth twisted into a smirk.
"I would have let you live, you know. I don't fight women. A matter of principle but you're the first to admit fear and still come at me with a sword. If I wasn't a member of the Kizuki, you might have stood a chance. Get up. Show me how good of a fight you can give me, little girl."
You ground your teeth. You hated whenever someone called you girl, let alone little girl. You weren't past eighteen yet, however girl wasn't right. You were a woman. Young but still a woman. Not a child. You leap to your feet and swung.
The demon danced around you. Its feet moved faster than you could imagine. It moved with grace, you hated to say. Its blood-streaked torso dodged your sword at every turn. It wasn't going to let you near its neck. You screamed in frustration. Logic fled from your mind. You just wanted to make it bleed.
Rage filled you. You attacked without strategy. The demon couldn't predict your next moves anymore. Its eyes widened as your blade managed to slice him up. It raised its arms over its face. You cut it faster than it could heal. All your power came from that fire bursting out of control from your belly. Watching your comrades be killed and eaten, be taunted by a demon, it was too much. You slashed and slashed until bits of flesh covered the front of your uniform. By the time your mortal body began to cave into its stupidly fragile nature, you cut into the demon's flesh down to the marrow. The bones peaked out between corded pink muscle and white flesh.
"Are you finished? Is that all you got?" Asked the demon.
You fought to control your breath. You tried and failed to regain control with a breathing style. All you saw was red. You screamed again and ran forward.
The demon saw an opening. Like a fool, you left your abdomen wide open for attack. You didn't realize the mistake until it was too late. You saw it coming and said a quick prayer to whichever god might be listening to carry you off quickly from this plain.
The demon punched you in the gut. Pain sent you reeling backwards. When you looked down to see the wound, there was no blood. Your life essence did not pool around you. You did not have a hole where your intestines should have been. It hurt, but you were alive. You raised your head in time to see the demon coming at you again.
It leapt through the air, landed on one leg, and swung the other at your ankles. Knocked off your feet again, you missed falling on your backside by a narrow margin. You dug the sword's tip into the ground to keep off and used it as leverage to heave yourself upright. Flesh and steel met. The demon attacked with its bare arms. The wounds from before healed. It stared at your face instead of looking for another opening.
"You're...marvelous." It said with almost a sigh.
"Go fuck yourself!" You shouted back. You weren't going to take compliments from a demon who just ate your captain and squad members.
"Language," the demon chuckled.
With a well-placed palm, he struck a pressure point in your shoulder. Pain rippled through your arm. The shock made your hand spasm and loosened the grip on your sword. The demon struck your other shoulder before you got the feeling back. You cursed and fumbled forward to grab your weapon. The demon kicked the back of your knees. This time, you fell forward. Next to your head was the dismembered arm of your fallen teammate. Your teammate's blood matted into your hair and smeared across your face. You didn't have time to gasp in horror or gag at the sight of it. The demon kicked you so hard in the ribs to make you roll over.
Something broke. You heard a bone snap under the demon's foot.
You grabbed at your side. The stars above winked at you as if saying goodbye. Then the demon was on top of you. It straddled your waist with bone-crushing thighs threatening. It held something in its hand. Your eyes adjusted and could allowed to gasp. It was your teammate's severed arm. The demon held it up to your eyes as a gruesome trophy.
You reached up to throw it away from you with one arm and claw at the demon's face with the other. Grabbing both of your wrists and pining them above your head with just one hand was child's play for this demon. It brought the arm to its mouth and ripped a piece of flesh with those sharp teeth. You should have looked away but felt compelled by fear to stare in horror. The piece of a former teammate and friend dangled in the demon's mouth. To your horror, the demon did not swallow and eat it in front of you. Instead, the demon lowered its head towards yours, human meat between its teeth.
"NO!" You screamed.
You writhed and squirmed beneath the demon and kicked your legs. It was much stronger than you. Holding you down and force feeding you pieces of your friend didn't take any effort. Its face drew nearer to yours. You sealed your mouth shut. The flesh bit touched your lips. Sour bile rose in your throat and you gagged. You fought not to vomit then and there. The moment you opened your mouth, the demon would make you eat him. Your screams were muffled with your lips sealed tight.
Satisfied with the torture or realizing it wasn't getting anywhere with this method, the demon pulled away. It tossed back its head to swallow the hunk of meat. You watched its throat bob as it devoured yet another piece of your friend. It tossed the severed arm behind its back and it landed with a wet thud.
The demon turned to its free hand. You stared at each other as the demon sank its fangs into its own arm. It bite its wrist. Blood fell all over the center of your uniform. The sticky, sickly cold substance bled through the layers of clothing to your skin. It freed your wrists just so it could grab your jaws and squeeze them until it forced your mouth to open. You clawed at its arms but nothing could stop it from pushing the fresh wound into your mouth and forcing you to swallow its foul blood.
The whole time it forced you to drink from its wrist, the demon smiled. The demon's blood poured into your mouth and down your throat. You gagged and pulled at the arm. Only when the wound healed and the blood stopped trickling into your mouth did the demon wrench its hand away. You gathered some of your spit mixed with its blood and spat on its face. The dark pinkish blob landed on the demon's cheek. It swiped it away with a thumb stained as if with indigo. It squeezed your mouth to stay open. It spat a great wad of its own into your (forcefully) waiting mouth.
"Keep fighting me. Let me see you fight until I drive it out of your spirit. I want to hear you whimper while you fight me off. Go on. Show me more," said the demon.
A hand came around your throat. The demon didn't squeeze enough to kill you, but just to the point of hurting. You felt something hard and unyielding on your stomach. You looked down between your body and the demon's. The thing that was prodding at your stomach...Oh dear gods. No! You fought harder, kicking and flailing and clawing at the demon.
"I've never felt like this before. Then again, I've never fought anyone with half as much ferocity as you. Courage. Yes. But you? Your something else entirely. You're like a...tiger. You fight me tooth and nail. Tell me, would you bite me? Attempt to tear my throat out with those blunt human teeth? I wonder what it would feel like if you tried." The demon rambled.
"Lord Tengen, they went this way!" A voice shouted.
The night had been so clear that you heard it from a great distance. All the fighting scattered the nighttime birds and crickets. More voices came and pounding feet. Reinforcements arrived! A little too late, you might add. You glanced at the bodies around you and felt the cooling blood of your comrades settle on your skin and in your hair.
The demon's weight on top of you disappeared. You glanced up to find it gone. You stared up into the sky, stars still winking at you. More feet, more noises, more voices. You laid still as a corpse until the familiar uniforms of the Kakushi came into view.
"This one's still alive!" Someone shouted.
Your breathing came out in ragged breaths. A tall, muscular figure stood over you.
"L-Lord Tengen...I'm sorry. I...I failed. I couldn't, I couldn't avenge them. It...overpowered me." Hot tears ran down the side of your face with nowhere else to go. They stung to the point of making you squint at the Hashira now kneeling beside you.
"You're alive. Which means, you get to fight the bastard another day," said Tengen.
The Kakushi carried you off from the clearing on a stretcher. You could have walked, it wasn't your legs that were broken. However, you weren't sure your legs would have worked anyway. Your mind kept going back to the demon looming over you. its body pushing its pelvis into you. You shuddered to think what would have happened had reinforcements not found you in time. The Kakushi carried you for long miles. You let darkness consume you just as the first rays of sunrise brushed your cheek.
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Since they seemed fitting, I made OK KO versions of my Invader Zim OCs! Ditto And Agan are both in KO’s class, the Level ??? Folks are bounty hunters, and the dragons are a family hero team.
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como resistir ao lua superior 3 (akasa) de demon slayer? google pesquisar. ( icons 120 x 120; fav or reblog if you like it, appreciate credits © imagens oficiais. )
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Auraugust Day 27: Endwalker
Nidhana: Aether is an energy which permeates the land. It exists within animals, objects, and even the air we breathe, affecting all trough which it flows. Akasa, on the other hand, exists in a domain beyond our reach. A gift bestowed on high - or even torn from the heavens, in some traditions. Akasa can neither be created, nor destroyed. It is beyond our power to purposefully alter or manipulate. The only thing observed to influence it is an abundance of...I want to say “spiritual emotion.”
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Chewing on it a bit and I think I know how/why Aeryn’s got a bit of low grade empathic sensitivity, but it doesn’t really get formed/controlled well until much later. And it comes down to akasa/dynamis and other extraordinary events over time.
Pre-Calamity, Aeryn couldn’t make magic work. It was quite distressing for her on numerous levels. When she began her martial training, her instructor’s witchy wife had Aeryn learn to tap into akasa instead of aetheric manipulation; mostly an intuitive, non-scientific use, as it’s a very not-well-known phenomena, but it worked. Akasa is a reason why she’s so effective in combat; she’s always been using that energy to push beyond limits, fueled by her emotions.
But it also opened her up to emotions in general, so when her Echo was triggered, it was a bit of a floodgate. She initially had a hard time parsing her own feelings from others’ strong emotions, or even identifying that’s what she was sensing at times. Proximity helped, as did touch, and also, she eventually realized, knowing and understanding familiar people made it easier to both sense and also identify those emotions, while keeping them separate from her own feelings.
Crowds got very difficult; too many people for too long can make her headachey and snappish as she gets overwhelmed (a fact Thancred noted very quickly and still watches for when they’re in social situations).
The Calamity caused enough aetheric shift that Aeryn could use magic, but by then she’d pretty much given up learning it, until she arrived in Eorzea, where the change was more apparent and magic everywhere to learn.
Minfilia, being friends with Krile and her sensitive Echo, figured out some of Aeryn’s issues early on, and together with the arcane-inclined Scions developed some techniques and even wards not only for Aeryn but for their comrades to use to protect their minds and emotions, for privacy if nothing else. Ilberd, being a man of strong will, got rather good at it, unfortunately; Aeryn found him hard to read in general, aside from the old burning angers just below the surface.
Some of her early relationship flubs can also be explained due to this; her brief relationship with Haurchefant, already happening during a tumultuous time in her life, came down to how she was unable to entirely separate her own feelings from his, until she realized a bit too late what was happening. After the Vault, Aeryn shut down in some ways, trying to block herself off, rejecting any hints of emotion she felt from others (like Aymeric, who had a crush, since then mellowing into real friendship) and keeping herself in denial about her own feelings for Thancred for a long time.
Even then, it took until the latter part of their adventures in the First, and then finally returning home to the Source, before Aeryn was able to truly open up with more understanding of herself, better control and identification of that empathy, and the connection forged with Thancred as their relationship evolved into a steadier mature stage.
Rejoining with Ardbert not only cured the corrupted Light damage to her body and soul, but also improved her control.
It’s further improved after Elpis and a few short lessons with Venat. Venat picked up much of how Aeryn’s aetheric manipulation worked, but also how her Echo--a fragment of the Ancients’ abilities--functioned, and how dynamis interacted with it, based on not only Aeryn’s stories and explanations, but Venat’s own observations and study of the girl over their short time together. Better control of the Echo is only a good thing to Aeryn’s mind, though she knows even if she can now call on some things at will, the ability still mostly involuntarily triggers.
Aeryn understood Meteion all too well, and realized quickly how the familiar’s empathy combined with her inexperience and innocence led to disaster. There’s part of Aeryn angry with Hermes for that still; from his creation of Meteion and expectations of her to learn among the stars, not to mention such lack of thought on unilaterally sending a familiar to make first contact with who and what ever she found…the staggering arrogance of the Ancients (Venat and Hyth included) really boggles Aeryn. If Hermes had simply spoken to anyone, even just for aid in his projects, how different it would all be.
Anyway those are thoughts I’ve had, as I write Aeryn as a low-grade empath, getting senses and feelings for some situations and from some folks; not always correct, sometimes mixing things up, sometimes overwhelmed, often times not liking what she’s feeling off others, needing controlled for privacy and peace, but it’s also helpful at times, and either way is there for her to deal with, like it or not.
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Finally did her face reveal I love her so much ;---;
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SQUIREさまにご依頼いただきました。
「世界の終わりと大きな雀」
前回の投稿の一枚との連作です。世界がなくなったあと、鳥が飛ぶとしたら、太陽と月を超えた存在である未来のことを指しているようにも思われます。
この作品もヴィジョンです。私の自己同定のうち、「虚無を超えてあるものからあるものへと飛ぶ鳥であること」というものがあります。
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Blue!!(feat. Rin音&BBY NABE) / Akusa, Rin音, BBY NABE
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Samosa in the air?
AkasaAir has included cocktail samosa, mint chutney, and masala tea cake in its menu this July as a Monsoon special meal
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Varanasi airport: नए साल से वाराणसी एयरपोर्ट से अकासा एयर भर सकती है उड़ान, बैठक के बाद होगा फाइनल
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अकासा एयर
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Akasa Air inaugurates first flight on Pune-Bengaluru route
Akasa Air inaugurates first flight on Pune-Bengaluru route
Akasa Air inaugurated its first flight on the Pune-Bengaluru route on Saturday. Pune is the ninth destination in Akasa Air’s network and its second city in the state of Maharashtra after Mumbai.
The airline is offering double daily flights on the Bengaluru-Pune route from Saturday with additional daily flights connecting the two IT hubs starting December 10, 2022.
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