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donexmiras · 1 year
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*cough* anyway- @didderd @monomori3 @sans-guy @hearty-dose-of-ranch @mothiepixie
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tehrogueva · 1 year
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So... I know I'm a little late but um... well... enjoy
Blame @didderd and the rest of y'all drawing Fell being hot :P
Art by @mothiepixie
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monomori3 · 1 year
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@sans-guy @didderd @mothiepixie and most importantly @hearty-dose-of-ranch ARE YALL HAPPY I AM NOT NORMAL lakdjflakjdlfjkaldfj
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spookyflavors · 1 year
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Me battling the h*rny thoughts of Muzzled Fell!Sans
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snafubravado · 1 year
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lil peek from my secret twitter :eyes:
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erineas · 10 months
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Y'know, I started this as a quick traditional doodle after reading he canonically owns a muzzle now. Dunno when I started painting on my computer, that might explain the odd shading--
Here's another version:
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I may have fell in love with this guy when searching for references, he has some low-key big softie energy, ok? (That chest kiss!) 👉👈
Tac belongs to @didderd !
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didderd · 10 months
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hehehe. y'all spoiling him. :3
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monomori3 · 10 months
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magma doodles with frens! with @didderd 's tac sans!
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donexmiras · 1 year
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Istg if y'all get me to draw muzzled Red I will bite all of you
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r4d10act1v3 · 1 year
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I’m sorry but I had to-
@mothiepixie
(Sorry if you don’t like tags-
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sharkxzone · 1 year
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There are two sides !
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Genuine reaction towards muzzle fell, like DAMN - Dats astonishing -
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*blushes uncontrollably. AWOOGA vibes - shit dats hot -
Wonder which side are you rn ..
shout out to these mofos for making me like this guy like AH- Why did u the most seductive guy on here 😭
@sans-guy @didderd @aez26 @monomori3
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lesbianasfuckwomen · 4 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHINAZUGAWA GENYA!!!!!!!
Inosuke could only stare.
He could only stare at what he had dared to call his friend.
Genya Shinazugawa was his first friend in the corps, the first person to look at him, the first person to make an effort to be his friend. Tears threatened to come out of his emerald eyes, but he wouldn’t give the satisfaction of successfully making him sad.
“I know it looks weird, and you're probably about to curse my mother's grave or something, but let me explain-”
How dare he?
How dare he act so nonchalant about this entire situation?
How dare he act so normal?
“What’s there to explain? You’re a demon. Probably a spy for Ubuyashiki or something. Was your goal to get close to Douma-san so you could kill him?”
So much venom was laced into the words spat out. Inosuke won’t deny that he felt a bit good when he saw Genya wince.
It was a laughable situation, really. How had he not noticed? Now that Inosuke looked back, he could see the small things Genya did that made him a demon.
Genya never went out in the sun. Whenever Inosuke saw him, it was either indoors or at night. He also never ate food. Zenitsu would sometimes bring it up whenever they talked. Probably the most notable difference was that Genya never came to the Lotus Mansion to heal. He came to visit Inosuke. And Inosuke had never seen the man hurt.
A sharp cackle was heard. It took Inosuke a moment to realize that it came from him. He relished in delight when Genya winced again.
“I’m so stupid! How could I not have noticed? You’re clever, you know that? Managed to gain my trust so what’s stopping you from gaining Gyutaro-nii’s trust?
More cackling. It wasn’t a pleasant sound, and Inosuke was surprised he managed to get it out of his throat. Damn, his throat would definitely hurt later.
“If I was a bad demon, wouldn’t I have already eaten you?”
What?
Could Genya somehow be like Tanjiro?
Inosuke quickly put that thought out of his head. There was no way. Tanjiro had a muzzle, and Genya had nothing on him. Tanjiro had… Wait. Actually, there were no differences between Tanjiro and Genya when it came to being a demon. Genya had been around human blood before, and he didn’t even flinch.
He took the needle off the shelf. The sharp metal exited his skin as abruptly as he put it in. The blood leaked out of the wound and fell to the floor.
Genya only stared.
He only stared at the blood on the floor.
“Now do you believe me? I had no intention of going after Douma-sama or Gyutaro-sama. My goal is just like the rest of them. To defeat the demon king.”
Inosuke gawked. Genya had just refused blood. He not only did that, but he didn’t even react to the blood.
Genya got up and taped his arm. Inosuke could see him grimacing at the blood. He’s always had a question for demons but they’d always been too bloodthirsty to answer.
“What’s it like to be a demon?”
Shit.
He didn’t mean to say that out loud.
He saw Genya stiffen at the question. Inosuke could admit that it was a little amusing to see his headstrong, snarky, little shit of a friend so tense and shy, but he figured that it wasn’t the time to be thinking about that.
“When I was in Ubuyashiki’s control I always had a thirst for blood. It was like an itch you could never scratch. When I ran into Tamayo-san and got out of his control, I felt content.”
Content?
“The fuck does that mean?”
A smile came upon Genya’s lips. Inosuke was quick to hit him on the arm with the lines of “Bitch don’t give me a smile!”
“It means I felt satisfied. I finally scratched that itch.”
Inosuke was okay with that response. He sat back in his chair, sinking into the soft silk.
“Do you remember anything about your human life?”
A wave of fondness passed over Genya’s face, but it left as quickly as it came.
“No.”
It was a blatant lie, but Inosuke wasn’t about to push it. If Genya wanted to keep secrets, let him.
“So who’s Tamayo?”
“Long story.”
“I got nothing but time.”
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He lied.
Genya groaned into his futon.
It technically wasn’t a total lie; Genya didn’t remember a lot of stuff from being a human. There was just this one memory that bugged him 24/7. He could never make sense of it. He never recognized the people in the dream. Who the fuck was Nemi, and why did he keep haunting him?
The young boy's clothing had been covered in mud. Townspeople berated him for looking dirty. The poor boy had just wanted some food. The boy sighed and walked down the streets in sight of something edible. More people kicked him along the way, calling him a filthy animal. White covered his eyes as he was put in a warm embrace.
“Nemi!”
Nemi gave the boy a big smile. Even his clothes were dirty, yet he still had a bright smile that could light up anybody's day.
“Heya Gen! Did you look at the date? It’s your birthday!”
The boy- now known as Gen took a step back. His birthday had never been associated with anything good. It was just another day for Gen to get beat up until he couldn't move. Nemi frowned, noticing the drop in Gen’s mood.
“It’s okay Gen, dad’s no longer here.”
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Ah. It all made sense now.
The kanji of Uppermoon Two burned holes into Genya’s back.
“I give you immortality and this is what you do! You tell the damn slayers where the Ryūgū-jō is?”
All of Genya’s life he wondered who that boy was. Now that he was here, it all made sense.
“Long time no see, Nemi.”
Ryūgū-jō = Dragon palace castle
Uncle Iguro runs it.
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