Hi! I'm going to write some Oneshots, mainly of uppermoons and other demons, but I'm also happy doing some slayer oneshots! Also I can't write smut fyi.
I have a few ships that I absolutely will do:
Doukaza (Douma x Akaza)
Kokuzan (Kokushibo x Muzan...
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AN: Ok I'm finally getting around to this! I'm writing on a laptop now though so it's a bit different for me ✨ 😊 (actually I'm alternating between iPad and laptop now)
AU: none?
Additional ships: Kokuzan
Timeline: 70ish years before demon slayer is set
Swearing, angst?, oc ig
Akaza POV:
It was a seemingly normal day for me. Get up, go eat some humans, be annoyed by Douma, punch his head off, get told off, go to bed. But something seemed different today. For one, Douma hadn't annoyed me yet, which was incredibly strange considering he had no missions at the moment. Wait, why did I even know that? Oh well, it didn't matter. Probably. Maybe I should go check on him...
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He wasn't there. Where was that stupid idiot? Maybe he was off hunting? But he never took this long. Perhaps I'll ask Muzan-sama if I can go look for him. As I ran through the infinity fortress to Muzan-sama's office, I wonder what I'm going to say. 'Hey Muzan-sama, Douma hasn't annoyed me and he isn't in his room, can I go look for him?' No I can't say that, I'd seem stupid and clingy. Perhaps just stick to the fact that he isn't in his room, and sunset is in a few hours. That would work, right? Muzan-sama wouldn't think I was being clingy or something if i said it like that, right? When I finally snapped back into reality, I realised I ran past his office door. How embarrassing!
When I actually managed to get to the door, I knocked. I heard a few hasty whispers, and someone falling over. As Muzan-sama opened the door, I noticed his face was rather red, and his hair was kinda messed up. Huh. That was weird. "What?" he snapped, obviously busy with something. "Oh, sorry Muzan-sama, it's just that Douma isn't in his room, and there's only a few hours until sunrise."
"Yeah yeah, go find your boyfriend, I don't care," was the irritated reply. My face flushed a dark pinkish colour. "B-boyfriend?! We- we aren't together Muzan-sama!" I stuttered the reply. "You aren't?" I heard from Muzan's office, however Muzan's mouth hadn't moved. His face flushed a furious red as the voice that sounded suspiciously like Kokushibo's quickly shut up. I raised my eyebrows, but I bowed and ran towards Nakime's platform.
"Nakime!" I called over to her, "Can you teleport me to Douma's last known location please?" Without a word, the infinity fortress disappeared in the strum of a biwa. I was in a forest near his paradise cult, I could see that much, but I could also faintly smell several strong slayers clustered nearby. Near Douma's cult...
Without thinking, I started sprinting towards the cult, quietly sneaking around once I got there. I followed the scents to the room where the git did his viewings. I snuck my head around the corner and saw a terrible sight. Several mutilated human bodies- weak slayers from the looks of it- and hashira. I could sense at least four. They didn't look like the strongest, but they were still hashira, so you can never be too careful. And there were four. With my powerful, close-combat blood demon art I wouldn't be able to take them all. I can only take on two or three at a time, and then I need to eat to regain energy. Douma was doing well, but I could see that he was tiring, using strong arts that drained energy.
