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anahida · 2 years

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Pandemonium

A Demon Slayer Fanfiction by me and @starywrites

Chapter 1 : Of Art and Ice

Plot: Katori Tsugikuni (My OC), the living drawing demon, and Hatsumi Akiyama (@starywrites 's OC), the Ice Hashira, talk about their lives as they walk to a friend's house.

Characters: Katori Tsugikuni (OC), Hatsumi Akiyama (OC), Kyojuro Rengoku (Mentioned), Enmu (Mentioned), Lady Tamayo, Muzan Kibutsuji (Mentioned) and Manjiro Tamio (OC, mentioned)

Warnings: Slight angst, mentions of an unhealthy relationship, and that's it I guess.

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Katori waited at the cave's entrance, watching the last rays of sunlight fade behind the trees. Soon it would be dark enough for demons like her to come out from hiding. She didn't have to wait long before a figure emerged from the woods.

"Hello." a familiar voice greeted softly, making Katori smile as she watched her human friend Hatsumi step out of the shadows of the woods.

"It’s good to see you again, my friend." Said Hatsumi.

"Always a pleasure." Katori smiled.

"Are you here to commission another living landscape for your home? I wonder what your husband, the flame Hashira, said about the last one. Most people think they're cursed because a demon created them."

Hatsumi returned the smile. “My husband and my other Hashira friend seem to love the painting, which was a relief but I didn’t come here for a commission. It’s silly how they think they are cursed, they are more blessing than anything.”

"If only more people thought of it that way...." Katori sighed. "So, why are you here, my friend?"

“I came here with some news, my friend.” She said, giving her demon friend a sympathetic look.

Katori suddenly looked a little excited. A spark appeared in her ever expressionless eyes. "And?"

"It's some good news my friend or some hopeful news at least. For you are going to be an aunt." the ice Hashira said, finally revealing the news to her friend.

Katori tried to smile again but it was too painful for her. So Hatsumi and her husband, Kyojuro Rengoku were having a child. Something Katori has been deprived of as a human. She did feel happy for her friend but also couldn't help feeling sorry for herself.

"That's wonderful, Hatsumi-chan. I'm glad." She finally said with a bitter smile.

Hatsumi then notices something was off with her friend after the news for she often recognized hiding something else as it habits her often. "Are you okay, Katori-chan?" she asked with a hint of worry on her face.

Katori forced herself to smile more brightly, despite the heavy burden on her chest. "Yes, I'm fine, my friend. Don't worry."

"Are you sure? we can always talk about it if there is something wrong when you feel ready, my friend" Hatsumi said, not wanting to pressure her friend.

"Well... As much as I'm happy for you, I just got reminded of how my former husband and I could never have children." Katori finally decided she was safe enough to mention this. "But that's not important." She said, fighting back her tears remembering the pressure and humiliation she'd felt because of that misfortune. "I'm just glad that you have a great family, and I'm sure that this new addition will make everything all the more marvelous. And you deserve it, my friend. You're pure as the snow on a January morning."

Hatsumi's heart was warmed by the compliment even though she understood what it meant. Her friend had gone through so much suffering and hardship that it was almost unfair to give hope and happiness to someone like that. But now that this hope and happiness were hers, she couldn't imagine not being able to share it with anyone.

Even the most bitter person should be able to find joy in their life.

"Thank you, my friend." The ice Hashira said, genuinely touched by her kind words.

They stayed silent for a while until Katori spoke up again.

"Would you mind accompanying me tonight, my friend?"

"I would love to, my friend," Hatsumi responded moving some strands of hair that were starting on her face. "I wanted to tell you about the news for you are like a sister to me and my excitement took over. You are the first person I told the news to," she added. Hatsumi then let out a deep breath as she started to undo the braid she normally wore with a few strands starting to come out from the braid.

Katori just looked at her friend for a few seconds, in a state of melancholic awe. Did Hatsumi, a Hashira, really regard her, a demon who still killed people, despite her victims being the old unwilling to live any longer, so highly? She didn't know what to say or do. The first person to be told about such important news... That was something tremendous. It must have meant that it would come with a great deal of responsibility as well, but Katori was so delighted that someone trusted her so much that she'd gladly take it on, as it seemed that her friend felt like she needed the support. Hashiras leas difficult lives, after all. And even though Katori's own recent decisions would also be bringing a great deal of responsibility, if not trouble, she didn't feel burdened like she always did when someone trusted her so much. Still, the encounters that awaited them made her feel butterflies in her stomach and she wasn't even certain if it was the pleasant kind. She finally answered her friend who also felt close as a sister to her now.

"Wow... I'm very fortunate to have someone like you think so highly of me. Thank you. I'll make sure to support you in every way I can." Katori said, wishing she could say she regarded Hatsumi the same way, but she never really dared to express her feelings that much.

"You don't have to thank me. I think highly of you for you are my friend and you have been so kind to me on numerous occasions. I appreciate your assistance and I will do my best to show you the same support in return, my friend." The hashira responded as she looked for understanding knowing what she meant. Although the ice hashira won't admit it she was tankful truly that Katori offer some assistance because while she felt excited she was also nervous with Muzan still around and were a long time before there could ever be true peace. The other reason is that her husband told her that he was going to be on a mission to the Mugen train and although her husband went on plenty of missions. Coming back alive although with the occasional injuries that can happen when battling demons there was also a part of her that worries about his safety. she also wonders if she could still try to perform her duties as The ice hashira for she didn't want to not leave the other hashira to keep on the fight and have her do nothing to help.

She didn't tell her demon friend this but Kyojuro didn't know that she was with child or was possibly showing signs often hiding it to ease her husband's worries and concern for she didn't want him to worry about her.

Katori glanced at her human friend with a smile and they continued walking in silence for a while when she suddenly felt a shiver run through her spine. Even as a human, she had a strong sense of what people around her were thinking or feeling, and at that moment Katori could feel that Hatsumi was worried about something that she knew of, or had a hand in. It made her very uneasy because even though she was somewhat an outcast among demons because of how she chose to live, she'd still managed to befriend one of the twelve Kizuki. And for some reason, she was certain that this was somehow related to what made her friend worried, which was no surprise since she and her husband were Hashiras and constantly in battle with demons, especially the ones closer to Muzan, which would be the Kizuki. Katori took out her paintbrush and quickly scribbled the shape of a flower onto the horrifyingly pale skin of her forearm, and after but a second, she was holding a virtually concrete flower in her hand, which glowed and sparkled, and looked somehow more pleasant than an actual flower. That was her blood demon art. She could make living drawings of almost anything, even people. Even other demons. But she'd only been able to maintain the form of those more intricate beings for a considerable amount of time recently after she'd managed to eat a few people. However, her power still wasn't as strong as she wanted it to be.

Katori then offered the flower to Hatsumi. "This is for you, my friend. I guess it could serve as a rather charming accessory while it lasts... And I assure you, it will last very long.' She said with a sigh, knowing that her last statement revealed what she had done. However since Katori knew she had the ice Hashira's trust, she gathered enough courage to move on and ask what she wanted to know.

"So, have they given you a new mission yet? Although I suppose they wouldn't if they learn about your pregnancy. What about your husband? What is he up to these days?"

The ice hashira smiled at the flower as she put it in her hair before letting out a deep sigh.

“I appreciate the flower my friend. I haven’t received any words about any new missions for me but my husband on the other hand was going on a mission on the Mugen train and to say I’m worried is an understatement. I don’t think he knew that I’m pregnant.”

Katori almost gasped when she heard Hatsumi say "Mugen Train". So once again, her instincts were right. This mission had something to do with her Kizuki friend. Enmu, the dream demon, was the demon who reigned supreme on the train tracks, after all. He was her friend, and even she was surprised how that could be, because she tried her best not to harm humans as much as possible, and yet Enmu was cruel on that matter. Maybe it was the similarities between their blood demon arts, maybe it was something else. It just couldn't be explained. Katori felt horrible. She didn't like what was going to happen. If either side won that battle, it would make her devastated. As she tried her best to conceal her feelings, she turned to Hatsumi and tried to say, someone.

"I... I see. It must be really difficult."

Those were the only words that came out of her mouth, no matter how much more she wanted to say.

"I apologize for the subject matter, my friend" Said Hatsumi, realizing the growing awkwardness that happen with the words she had spoken and wanted to maybe change the subject to a lighter subject matter.

"You're so nice, Hatsumi-chan. You have nothing to apologize for, anyone in your shoes would feel the need to talk to someone."

"I appreciate you listening to me it's just the war keeps getting worse and worse by the second it feels like. it makes you wonder if peace will truly be coming soon and I do hope peace is possible."

"I know what you mean, my friend. I truly wish that there could be peace between us demons and the humans. I see both sides as my people and I think there are ways we could get along... If only my kind stopped being so selfish."

"if only my kind can try to find maybe resources to better help your kind. I wish we find peace soon and this talk of peace reminds me of lady Tamayo"

"Yeah indeed, although perhaps we have no right to ask you for help... But I wish we could accept and appreciate it... All of us. Yes, I'm glad we're visiting her tonight. She's a wonderful person."

"I am glad we are and after all this commotion it nearly slipped my mind."

"Pregnancy brain, eh?" Katori said with a smile. "Too bad I'll never know what it's like."

"For what is worth you will make a wonderful aunt in my opinion."

"Thank you. I'll try my best. Something is bothering me though. I wonder if my ex-husband, Manjiro, has married someone else and has children with her now. I don't even know why I care, though."

"I don't have all the reasons for these for the heart can't truly let go of a love for someone even if time passes."

"Perhaps that's true. However, it makes me sick to think I might still love that man. I lost everything because of him."

Katori tried her best to stop her tears from falling. After all these years, she still hadn't managed to forget the pain she'd felt as a human.

Hatsumi places a comforting hand on Katori's shoulder.

"I am so sorry for what that awful man has done to you, and while I don't understand the extent of what he did, you didn't deserve that. And I am sure one day you'll find happiness."

"Thank you, dear Hatsumi. I hope so. I do."

Katori sighed because she didn't feel good about her future at all. Especially since the current object of her affections seemed to be even worse than Manjiro in many ways.

"I know so. You can't change the past no matter how hard you try, but what you can chase is now and I know for a fact any man would be lucky to have you."

"Oh... You flatter me so! You're right, that's correct, by the way."

"I am glad you think so, my friend." Said Hatsumi with a smile.

And then, they realized that they had almost arrived at Lady Tamayo's house.

"Well it seems we've come at the right moment," Katori said, smiling widely before heading inside the gates with Hatsumi following.

After knocking on the door and waiting for the person inside to open the door, the two of them stepped inside and were welcomed by the smell of something delicious cooking. It even smelled pleasant to Katori who was a demon. And to be fair, so were Lady Tamayo and her associate. So this came as a bit of a surprise.

She knew that the older woman and her assistant cooked and cooked often, as long as they had food on their hands. The house was filled with warmth and the smells of various spices. Everything was bright and colorful and even the walls were adorned with different paintings and pictures. The scent of fresh tea wafted in the air, giving away its presence to the two women.

"Welcome, ladies!" Said Lady Tamayo cheerfully, as she walked towards them with a warm smile on her face.

"Hello, Lady Tamayo." Said Hatsumi with a small bow.

"It's good to see you again, Lady Tamayo," Katori said.

"Please sit down, my dear friends." Said Lady Tamayo while motioning towards a couple of chairs in front of her table in the middle of the room where there was a pot filled with fragrant tea and some sweets. And then, their important conversation began.

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mutt-stuff-archives · 3 years

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Big Fun🍻Academy AU! OCs🍻Headcannons

A collective group of headcannons for me and my friend’s OCs! Feel free to skip if you truly don’t want to read about OCs, though it would be much appreciated if you did read through and give it a note!

Idea based off of: Big Fun! From Heathers: The Musical

Taglist / Characters:

Akira Akiyama-Shinazugawa — My OC / @mutt-stuff

Eto Katsugurui — @pigassaulty

Kaguya — @allieturs

Uso Kinugasa — @cafe-cxsmoetics

Rin Honoyama — @chickynn

Ayana Imae — @lostchildonaboat

Hana Fujiwara — @pandabobachan

༄It was just after Spring Break when Sanemi took a ‘vacation’ off. In reality, he had been suspended for 2 days when Ubuyashiki had found out he Super Mario brother thrown a student out the window due to them saying math was unneeded. That student being Rin of course. He decided then that he will also get a break from his siblings, leaving them home while he went to see the family friend, Masachika, at his own home.

༄It also happened to be around the time when Sanemi crashed Akira’s basketball game just to grab her in the middle of a crowded court and haul her out by her ear because she was failing math miserably.

༄So she was a teensy bit irritated. Just a bit.

༄So why not get back at him while also hosting an epic party?

༄At first she had only invited her friends over, but the rumor spread (Thanks, Rin and Eto) and eventually a whole lot more than ten or fifteen people had shown their face.

༄Eto, once learning the rumor, is going to spread it to each class she teaches, no matter who they are. The biggest geek? She’s getting them to come. The buffest jock? Oh, he’s definitely coming if there’s enough alcohol.

༄This madlad teacher drives all her favorite students to the Shinazugawa house. We love her.

༄When everyone had arrived, it’s already chaos.

༄Music blasting, teens sipping out of classically red cups and all over the yard, it was a wonder how the neighbors hadn’t called the police.

༄Who slipped the innocent Hana a beer? Her and Inosuke had taken up whatever dancing space was given inside the living room. Hopping on one foot to the next, twirling and spinning happily (though sloppily, as the alcohol had definitely gotten to her system); she seems to enjoy the act of dancing with her favorite person.

༄Ayana seemed oh-so-terrified. She had only come because Akira had asked her. Akira was a bit scary; especially since she was a Shinazugawa. But she was also Ayana’s friend and the girl didn’t want to refuse her friends. Huddled on the couch, her hands were clasped tightly against a cup of juice Akira had gotten especially for her, she seemed almost disassociated.

༄Thankfully Uso was there next to her. Fixing her sunglasses occasionally and huddling her hood up on her face a bit more whenever people squinted at her, she tried her hardest to stay incognito. She had only come because Ayana had. Phone in hand, she recorded and took pictures of everything just in case they needed a little push in an agreement. She also secretly hoped to see Genya, but he didn’t seem to be anywhere at the moment.

༄Eto happily chatted away with her students like usual, though the brown tinted bottle of beer in her hand and the shots competition she had with Akira and Rin was definitely different from the usual. She eventually got Giyuu (who she made come) to dance with her for a bit, thought it didn’t last long, as she heard Akira was breaking things and it sounded like loads of fun.

༄Rin. Oh that poor little thing. She seemed to be drunk off her ass. She failed to drag Zenitsu to the party, which hurt her for just a while until the vodka and redbull hit her system and she went full feral mode. Practically climbing the walls, she was trying her best at getting up to hang on the chandelier, but not before dancing like an actual monkey with Inosuke and Hana while proceeding to spill whatever drink she had onto the living room rug.

༄Kaguya had for some reason reared her head and came to the party? Akira was quite fond of the whitette actually, inviting her to the party. She seemed to have stolen almost all the alcohol though, stuffing whatever bottle she can find into whatever pocket fitted it most. Around the party she went, giving an almost creepily straight face to each kid as she told them bluntly honest insults or statements.

༄Akira, who seemed almost black out drunk at this point, had broken a lamp and shattered a bottle of vodka on the ground already. The kids that had once called her Hannya-san as she walked down the halls and shrunk away from her during partner projects were now enjoying her company, which only fueled her.

༄There Akira was, standing on the upstairs balcony’s railing. Rin stood below, the small girl putting her arms out in hopes to catch her taller friend when she fell to the living room floor and therefore impress Akira’s crush, Kanao. Instead, she promptly fell into the pool table, breaking it.

༄Was that THE Kyoujurou Rengoku; the best history teacher in, well, history? Was he... Throwing students around like what he does in Classroom Calvary Battles? And the art teacher who likes to throw dynamite around like candy; Tengen Uzui?

༄Turns out it really was a bad time for a party. The kids outside had time to scatter, yet the teens inside had no clue, as a familiar car parked messily and quickly into the parking space. By the time the white hair of Sanemi poked out when he practically threw himself out, kids had already left, leaving the others inside.

༄Like rats, even the teens inside had scattered at the mention of the upcoming shitstorm. Except for the group (Besides the keener Eto, Ayana and Uso), who didn’t seem to get the memo.

༄”WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS CRAP?”

༄As Akira stumbled over to her brother, reaching out to grab him and tell him excuse after excuse, a screech came from above. Down came Rin from the chandelier she had managed to hang onto for five minutes, landing square onto Sanemi. Both of them crumpled and Rin once again screeched in victory, taking Hana and Inosuke’s hand and rushing away before Sanemi could recover.

༄The house was left a total mess, seeming more chaotic when everyone had left.

༄Rin and Kaguya seemed to have drank all the alcohol and spirits Sanemi had previously thought he had kept well hidden.

༄Akira, as Eto cheered her on, had broken almost half the house. The kitchen sink was left dented by Akira’s now broken wrist, the pool table practically split in half, a hole punched through the wall.

༄Lady Tamayo, to no surprise, had come to pick her lover up. All throughout her taking the woman’s hand and tugging her out, Kaguya smiled lovingly up at her girlfriend, saying this and that about how she was the only person in the world that was worthy of existing.

༄Sanemi was going to launch-throw Akira into her room if it wasn’t for her now broken wrist and aching back, in the end he led her into her room and only threw the door closed.

༄Let’s just say that the school seemed a bit more ghastly due to next day hangovers. Sanemi screaming down the hallways didn’t help much either.

༄Later, Sanemi had found Genya locked in his room, seeming a bit terrified. He didn’t want to be caught in that mess.

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