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Astar is gonna take the 5th place, so there are 7 places left!

The root protruded slightly from the ground, hidden among rotting leaves and damp earth. Astar, perhaps because of the heavy tears blurring her vision, did not see it.

Her foot caught on it, and the world tumbled forward. The impact was sharp: her chin against the ground, a dull thud, then a metallic taste that filled her mouth. She lay there for a moment, motionless, her breath ragged and her trembling hands sinking into the mud. Then the pain hit her all at once.

A groan escaped her lips, but it was immediately stifled. Her fingers clenched into the earth as if she could disappear into it. She couldn’t make a sound. She mustn’t make a sound: the forest around her was too silent, too alive. Astar slowly lifted her head. Her chin throbbed, warm and sticky. Blood dripped down, sliding along her neck. She could feel it, every drop. And she hated it.

Because that smell, sweet, thick, and nauseating, was the same. The same smell that filled the house…the memory crashed down on her without mercy: Broken wood, a scream, no, two. Then just one. That horrible, slimy, wet sound, like flesh being torn apart.

Astar brought a hand to her mouth, stifling a retch. Her shoulders began to shake, but no sound came out. Her eyes, wide open, stared into the void, while images she didn’t want to see kept chasing her.

Her mother, her hands…or rather, her claws sunk into her father’s contorted body, his face now ravaged by lacerations that rendered it unrecognizable.

And the smile.

That smile that hadn’t been human for a long time.

And the eyes.

Empty. Hungry.

Red.

Astar squeezed her eyes shut tightly, as if she could erase it all. But the blood was still there: on her hands, on the floor…everywhere.

And a part of her, a part she hated with all her being, had recognized that smell. She had understood it. She had… desired it. A sob shook her chest.

“No… I’m not…”

The words died before they could even form, and the forest answered her silence: a faint rustle, barely perceptible, yet far too close.

Astar stiffened, trying to blend into the wet soil beneath her: she wasn’t alone. Her breathing grew slower, more cautious, as her body reacted even before her mind could comprehend. Her muscles tensed, her senses sharpened… something was moving among the trees, something that wasn’t walking: it was gliding. A very thin thread cut through the air in front of her, almost invisible in the dim moonlight.

Then another.

And yet another.

Astar didn’t have time to react; something brushed against her neck: a light, precise cut. Blood gushed out again.

And the forest held its breath.

A shadow moved among the branches, then another and yet another, slender, twisted figures, eyes shining in the dark: family.

Not human. They approached slowly, like curious predators. One of them tilted its head; another took a deep breath.

Astar felt their breath on her neck and narrowed her eyes, as if bracing for an impact that never came: they stopped. A sudden, tense, and surreal silence followed, which could mean only one thing: confusion.

Astar sensed it even before she understood it. The eyes staring at her were no longer just hungry. They were… uncertain.

“This smell…”

A whisper, broken, almost annoyed. The cobwebs around her trembled slightly, as if something in the air had changed. Astar didn’t move a millimeter; she didn’t even allow herself to breathe. The blood continued to trickle, slowly, down her skin.
And for a very long moment, predator and prey remained suspended in the same space. Then one of the demons took a step back, barely perceptible, but it was enough. Astar was no longer mere prey.

And in the woods, under the moon’s invisible gaze, something had changed. Astar felt it. She wasn’t safe. But she wasn’t just… a victim anymore either.

Made with the help of u/zuomarechi1

Reddit was being annoying and didn’t let me post, but I finally managed to upload this lmao 😭

Giyuu, Astar, Kaito and Genya (basically a double date 💕)

Collab with u/zuomarechi1

I'm making an OC and I was wondering if you'll could help me with the style

I unfortunately would have some really problematic people in the list, but I don’t wanna get attacked + I’m working on it with my therapist. Idk why I’m attracted to violent people gng 💔

Ps: Keep in mind that I’m a minor, I can simp for Bowers 😔

I saw a lot of Oc x Oc and Oc x Canon, and I love ALL OF THEM. I wanna know so bad your ships and their loressss <3

Mine is Astar x Giyuu. They met when they were kids, then Astar ran away after her demon mom ate her dad. They meet again when Giyuu almost decapitates her while fighting Astar in her demon form. But she manages to turn human again, just in time (not like Nezuko, Astar’s a hybrid, she always had both forms). Giyuu takes her under his wing and starts training her to become a slayer!

PS: For the first pic I re-seee a fanart I found on Pinterest. I can’t remember the user, but credits to them!

I’m new to this sub and I wanted to introduce my OC! Astar was born from a demon mother and a human father, run away after her mom ate her dad, became part of Rui’s family, got saved by Giyuu and now she’s a slayer!

(Sorry for the shitty backstory, I swear it makes sense if I write an extended version)

After a bunch of changes, I’ve finally decided the final design for my Oc. Her name is Astar, she uses Spider Breathing and she’s half demon (yes, it sounds weird, but I promise it makes sense with her backstory 😭)