Mardrfish - *fish Brains*

True gentleman

I think Genya hates his demon eating ability.

He wants to fight fair and square, with his own strength, and he hates every time he has to take demon flesh just to survive and keep fighting.

He hates the taste of demon flesh, he would rather drink poison, but that's the only way he can survive and heal his wounds.

Genya hates it.

I GOT THE TANJIRO EARRINGS I CAN'T STOP SQUEALING THEY ARE SO BEAUTIFUL

My therapist once told me to do an exercise where I drew my emotions and feelings of choice in circles. So, I drew the feeling of love and safety as a body wrapped in the embrace of many snakes. Strangely, it still feels safe and loving to me, and I might try this exercise again, many years later.

So, today I dreamed that Sanemi was training me… Not like tsuguko, but just… a friendly suggestion about what training I could try? It's weird, unexpected but… it was nice. Embarrassingly nice and easy.

THE SANEMI PERIOD CAME TO ME AGAIN…

I HAVE NO REGRET, HAKU WAS ALWAYS IN MY HEART @ohagi-bites @xxlady-lunaxx @sanemiss

^tagged by @soctherapy but the post was getting too long

this isnt a win for me.......

Tags!: @rae-unbeloved @lil-gae-disaster @fictionalcharactergraveyard @livelaughlovelams @alexanderhamiltonhasafatass

A rough sketch of one of my main characters. It's unfair, I really love clawed hands, but I don't know how to draw them at all.

Cat-Sanemi teaches Cat-Giyu to enjoy life

how i feel when you guys like my stupid posts

Genya Shinazugawa was born in January, when the frosts were already raging outside the walls of their modest home. But he never felt the cold of winter.

How could he, if from the moment he was born, his brother's hands warmed him? He was with his dear older brother more often than with his mother, who went to any part-time job to have money for food and some minimum of things, but little Genya, whose hair was the color of a raven's wing, like a bird, who flew past their house on the day of his birth, smiled so brightly at Sanemi that the elder one thought that there was no cold outside.

How could it be cold when the real sun was sitting on his hands? An eclipse, but full of warmth.

They were similar, but at the same time they were opposites.

And Genya was often so upset about this in childhood, because, of course, he wanted to be like his beloved older brother!

They had the same eyes, similar build, even if Genya hadn't caught up with his brother in height yet, but he was always upset about the color of his hair.

"Aniki, why isn't my hair white like yours? You were born almost in winter too, why is my hair black?" little Genya whined quietly as he and Sanemi sat alone at home one night, waiting for their mother, happy to be out of their father's sight.

Sanemi smiled softly at the question and gently wiped away his little brother's tears, hugging him tighter and gently rocking in place as he pondered the question.

"Because when I was born, winter had just descended on the earth, and our house was the first one it came to, and kissed my hair, so it's white, not like yours or your mom and dad's. And when you were born, there was an eclipse in the sky. The moon covered the sun, and so you were kissed by the shadow of the moon, making your hair like this. I remember seeing your hair white for a few moments," Sanemi says with a mysterious smile, while his heart warms at the sight of Genya listening to him with sincere trust and surprise.

Even if it's just a little fiction to entertain his little brother and calm him down by explaining their differences.

Even if it's not true.

"I... Kissed by the Eclipse?"

"Yes, Genya."