mich ✽

❨ ┆ℳich's ℐntro ˚.⋆ֹ

kokudad & tanjison world domination ☾𖤓

❨ ┆basic info : I go by the name "mich" in every platform you'll find me in (yes , i'm mich from pinterest in case you ask) ࣪ ִֶָ☾. strictly she / her only ... however , i do not mind masculine terms as long as you don't refer me as a "he." ࣪ ִֶָ☾. bisexual & taken by my wife ࣪ ִֶָ☾. multifandom . here r my main fandoms : monster , wha , jjba , bleach , lain , 20th cb, tbhk , witchriv , umineko , opm , yttd , lis , kny (barely) , veil , mlp , the list goes on . . . ࣪ ִֶָ☾. wish me in 14/06 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. eng / esp ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ask for my socials (ex . tt , insta , pin , discord) ࣪ ִֶָ☾. mbti : INFJ ࣪ ִֶָ☾. agnostic for the most part , though this is a safe place for those that are religious . ࣪ ִֶָ☾. unhealthy abt the lbrt twins , tgkn twins , and kokudad / tanjison . ˚.⋆ֹ

❨ ┆byi / dni : a little heads up , my first interactions with anyone tend to be dry n closed off--and i apologize if i'm rude at any point towards the beginning . get to know me , i promise i won't shut up about my interests & likes ࣪ ִֶָ☾. i'm both an artist & somewhat of a writer ࣪ ִֶָ☾. the things i post in this blog tend to repeatedly switch based on my mood--a mixture of bs is the right sentence ࣪ ִֶָ☾. hmu monster fans & kokudad/tanjison enjoyers ࣪ ִֶָ☾. unlike most , i don't necessarily have strict boundaries HOWEVER i'd like to assume we all know the basic dni criteria--if you fall under those categories , gtfo . also , dni if you're 15- i could go overboard sometimes with some of the explicit stuff i might post . i'd also like to stay a far distance away from you batshit insane jjk fans--call me dramatic all you want , i'll likely block you ࣪ ִֶָ☾. and for the love of everything DO NOT force me to finish art requests / fanfics at a certain "deadline ." i have a life behind the screen too ; force me = instant block ࣪ ִֶָ☾. if you're against rarepairs , dni either ˚.⋆ֹ

for the centuries he roamed,

the sins he admittedly committed,

the pain he’d endure,

nothing could’ve prepared him for the purgatory awaiting him in the raging inferno called hell.

hell is what the faithful believe is a place of punishment—self-exclusion from communion with the almighty “God.” a place where only the evil, sinful individuals reside—endlessly burning in searing yellow-orange flames, ruminating their past wrongdoing.

he concedes, for a long period of time, he considered himself secular.

now, however? all he felt was a feeling he deemed foreign to him—regret.

in present time, running away from his well-deserved punishment would be futile.

pathetic even; for a being his rank. he would be dragged backwards, the flare of the flames snickering at his piteous, desperate attempt of escape.

the heat would then claim him, scorching fire excavating through the thick layers of his pale skin, sizzling like oil against a hot iron. he would watch in horror, shrieking as the red, fibrous muscle tissue beneath was exposed to the open air…till eventually leaving the stark, gleaming white of his nearly crumpled bone underneath.

oh how it hurt.

how it burnt him to crisp.

and there was nobody present to blame excluding himself.

in hopes to transcend and for infinite power, he would trade his miserable, obligatory life in exchange for eternality—to go beyond his limits. to surpass him.

he, whom possessed an ethereal perfection that made him seem less mortal and more like an anointed darling of fate. every door presented before him would open with an effortless ease, as those far behind could only reach their arms out.

he was a man who defied all laws of nature, yet his image was all he could recall. he who shared his face but not his fate—likely frolicking in the heavens as the lords praise him for his excellence. the sheer unfairness left him enraged, boiling metaphorically and literally. even after death, he couldn’t help but allow his lasting envy to take hold of him one last time. driven by a frantic, clawing desperation, he drew the scorching smoke deep into his crumpled up lungs…

and screamed.

a cry of pure, unadulterated physical torment, but the agony of his burning flesh was nothing compared to the remains of that suffocating obsession envy that clawed at his insides—the insides residual, of course. even as the flames stripped the flesh out of him, his mind continuously clung frantically to the image of his talented younger brother as if mocking him. he was desperate. the gnawing need to be him, to steal the light that always seemed to follow him.

albeit it was too late. for he was never…

yoriichi.

yoriichi.

if you ever want me to draw you something, just ask me, I dont really mind. whether its chibi, a certain duo, ship, something descriptively specific, suggestive, etc...

the idea that michikatsu began to resemble yoriichi all the more (ex. how he developed colored hair tips) after becoming a demon is genuinely intriguing to me

" shoot me , johan . "

Okay so Tanjirou is like a tanuki yokai, but in the Sengoku Era, and he encounters Michikatsu one night. And because he can tell how depressed Michikatsu is, he starts to follow Michikatsu around.

For a while Michikatsu just assumed that he has a wierdly friendly tanuki attached to him, and he grows to like the animal's presence.

Until one day he follows it, just out of curiosity, and discovers that the tanuki can infact shapeshift, and then adopts Tanjirou or something idk??

hah…let’s pretend like im not a year late in answering this ahah

BUT YES IM HEARING YOU OUT LOUD AND CLEAR! tanjiro in every kokudad and tanjison au will forever be there for michikatsu/kokushibo, even if he’s a little 🥺