Wanna Know Something? He Ain't Never Did That Shit. He Literally Said To Love Everyone, Or The Least

I do apologize, but I got obsessed by this comic from Deroniecomme from X and I would like to share it here.

Here, we get introduced to some new characters: Hakuma, Kojiro, Akiyo and the Angel Hashira (still don't know what name it was).

Hakuma is Hantengu's clone of disgust and Kojiro is the clone of insanity of Hantengu.

All the while, Akiyo is Sakuro's son with his mother Maylis.

The sunsets are from me and the two forest/nature ones belongs to the photographer that took them and the one who had them first!!

Amazing sights really.

@hantengudelulu

@virtuousweakling

I'm sorry, but can we imagine how fucking protective and restricting the Hantengus would be if they found out about their girl's pregnancy? Like:

Pregnant!Y/N: being surrounded by all of them at once. I can't leave this, can I?

The clones: Nope

Pregnant!Y/N: Okay then... continues to suffer in the uppermoon 4 cuddle puddle

@hantengudelulu

Imagine if the demons can also do that. The uppermoons being even more accurate with the higher rank.

Vampire girlfriend who keeps diagnosing your autoimmune diseases based on how your blood tastes.

have you had salt in the last month??

precious princess your levels are off i made you an appointment

She buys you compression leggings

Fuck service dog she barks when your blood pressure is dropping and holds you up when it gets too low

" your heart is doing it Again!!" " I know!its MY heart, remember?!" " But YOU are my heart."

" you have a fever...." " What?;" " these undead hands FEEL ALL."

You convince her medical school may be worth it

Big mistake. Now she can sample and taste out everything like the wine snob she is.

Y/N: *bonk on birdie boy*

Urogi: *squeaky toy sound*

Y/N: .....

Urogi: please... no....

Y/N: *multiple bonk sounds*

Urogi: *angry screeching and squeaky toy sounds*

Urogi, but he makes a squeaky toy sound if you bonk him on the head

Nope, it's decided. The clone in the middle is now Hajiru ("to feel ashamed") or just the Shame emotion of Hantengu and he'll now be my own OC and I'd tag you definitely with everything I make regarding him.

@virtuousweakling @hantengudelulu

I swear, if a clone like the middle one existed, he would probably be Shame or Nervousness due to Hantengu's nervous and almost scared shit less reactions of getting caught. ANYWAY, if he existed or is just Hantengu in a younger body, he'll see how I'd give him some more clones. I love those idiots so much that it's not a joke anymore. Help.

Pt. 2!!

Aizetsu:

He was quietly clinging onto your waist, trying to make his expression as innocent as it could be to have you pity him. After all, wasn't he your favorite? "The most innocent"? With the way you had almost babied him before, it seemed and proved to him that he was. He didn't do anything too wrong this time. In fact, it wasn't even wrong. THEY had stared at you for too long. THEY tried to distract you from your hobby to take care of him.

"What's wrong..? Shouldn't you have to do something else..? With me. Don't look at their dead bodies. Some low-rank or an extra demon would eat them if I don't. It's not really the problem with you talking to them, it's more of a problem with how they look at you. It's almost as worst as Karaku or Urogi. Now, please come on, I need some attention."

He did say "please" but that sounded far more like a command than an actual ask for it. You just couldn't do anything, but only stare at all of the dead bodies that he killed. Most of them, you didn't even know, they were probably just strangers who happened to have you in an eyerange. You knew that if you continued to focus mostly on him, there would possibly be less ruthless and unnecessary killing, so you went ahead and "comforted" him, like he "politely" asked.

((Goddamn it, I got no idea for Urogi. How the hell would be like? @virtuousweakling @hantengudelulu))

How the Hantengu clones would react when being confronted of acting like yanderes:

Sekido:

He leaned down to caress your face while also being mindful to gentle grip it enough to not let you escape. "Of course I would be, my spark. How else would I show you that only I can understand you and make you feel better? Don't you realize how many worthless, filthy, and useless humans are trying to have you? Do you think they deserve you enough? No, they don't. Now, yeah, maybe it was too much to make you watch how I kill them, but you had to know that they're worthless, good for nothings! Only I will be able to give you what you need!!" His smile has only gone crazier and his grip on your face tighter. You absolutely didn't know that he would've been able to do such things, but you knew alone that you could never fight successfully against him, so it would be pointless if you tried. Your fate and destiny were now only in his hands.

((I do picture Sekido the type to build up your confidence around him and make you think that even alone for a second without him, you'd be nothing, so he can have you all to himself.))

Karaku:

He crossed his arms as he leaned next to you on the tree, a giant pile of every suitor who ever tried to get to you dead and bloody. He simply looked at it like it was a normal night, but you were horrified completely. "Aww, hey come on, why starting the tears? They simply weren't good enough for you. You watched at how easily they died and failed to protect you. Would you really want someone who can't protect you? Relax and breathe, my bloom~, you'll be protected now and properly at that~. Although, I can ask for a little something as a thanks to me, right?~" You got ten times the shock when he caged you to the tree with his arms and almost had a sadistic and mischievous grin. "You can be a nice, quiet, good little girl, right?~ Because I'm having various ideas on how to help you relax and calm down.~"

((He definitely would do that and he's thinking about a make out session or straight on porn worth sex))

@virtuousweakling, you'll probably like this, but I probably would do the other two later.... sorry.

Hantengu: happy purring while being petted and comforted

Girl: confused asf ??????

Clones: jealous and wanting some as well

Girl: I'm sorry, but I just can't grow multiple limbs...

Clones: >:(

@hantengudelulu

@virtuousweakling

Listen, I just know that if somehow, a demon, EVEN THE UPPERMOONS, get close to a human who gives them what they didn't get enough of in their human lives, they just won't leave it alone. It's kinda like an AU of mine where a demon can have a favorite human that they don't ever let go of, because why would they? It's THEIR human. Period.

Baby Hantengu??? Awwwwwwww☺️☺️☺️☺️❤️❤️❤️❤️

And Tanjiro!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I wanna have them both!!!

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Love the whole AU. How it's pictured, described, and how it definitely leaves the reader with the same feeling of hopelessness as the women there, but just gotta ask for my overly creative and wild head: How would all the demons deal with a new clan that's known to treat women as the most precious beings and are slowly stealing the demons' "wives" and into their clan to help recover them? Also, can I write my own small mix of this AU of yours with that idea? I can't explain with words how much I love both "helpless and hopeless" and "terrifying diety women" tropes. I won't if you wouldn't agree to it.

Red Concubine (demon slayer Handmaid AU)

Kotoha’s mouth felt dry. She shouldn’t be surprised, but it was unnerving to hear it said with such nonchalance 

She didn’t know much about Upper Moon Four, but she knew Sekido—and by extension, Zohakuten—by reputation.

Cold. Cruel. Unyielding.

Sekido wasn’t like Douma, who wore a mask of charm over his depravity, drawing in victims with honeyed words and empty affection. Sekido didn’t bother with the act. He was rage unfiltered—merciless in execution, with no tolerance for disobedience or failure.

They were feared by all. Servants spoke their names in hushed whispers. The Shusei lowered their eyes when they passed, their very presence enough to drain the blood from a man’s face.

Everyone knew what had happened to Lady Shinobu’s previous demon Shusei.

A single insult. A moment of misplaced arrogance. That was all it took.

The punishment had been legendary in its brutality.

Skin bubbled and peeled, burned off in layers—only to be regenerated and scorched again.

Her brain liquefied within her skull, over and over, each time forcing her to relive the agony anew.

Her tongue was torn from her mouth. But that was not the end of it.

Zohakuten, with the same serene malice he wielded in battle, had forced his wooden roots down her throat, shoving them deeper and deeper, watching as her body convulsed, choked, and spasmed—as if she were a mere insect pinned beneath his fingers.

It was a warning. A demonstration of power.

To insult Upper Moon Four was to invite a fate worse than death.