#whiny demon

[doumadono]

A fit of jealousy - Akaza x Reader x Douma

Synopsis: Douma's constant touches on you ignite a raging fire of jealousy in Akaza, causing him to grow increasingly angry

Akaza watched from a distance as Douma pulled you close, his arms wrapped around your waist as he whispered something in your ear. He could feel his blood boil as he watched the way you giggled and leaned into Douma's touch. It was becoming unbearable to watch his partner being constantly touched by Douma. As he approached the two of you, Douma gave him a smug grin before turning his attention back to you. Akaza gritted his teeth, trying to control the anger that was building up inside of him. He couldn't believe that Douma was so bold to touch his partner in front of him like that. "Douma," Akaza growled, his voice low and menacing. "Can I speak with you for a moment?"

Douma shrugged, releasing his hold on you. "Sure thing, Akaza-dono!"

As Akaza and Douma walked away, you watched them go with a confused expression. You had no idea what had just happened, but you knew it couldn't be good.

Once they were out of earshot, Akaza turned to Douma with a scowl. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why do you insist on touching Y/N like that?"

Douma rolled his eyes, clearly not intimidated by Akaza's anger. "Oh come on, Akaza-dono! You know there's nothing going on between us. It's just harmless fun, and I like her much."

Akaza's scowl deepened. "It's not harmless. It's disrespectful. You have no right to touch her like that."

Douma crossed his arms, a smirk on his face. "And who are you to tell me what I can and cannot do? Last time I checked, she's her own person, not your property."

Akaza's fists clenched at his sides. "I never said she was my property, but she is my partner. And as her partner, I expect you to show her some respect."

Douma raised an eyebrow. "And what if I don't? What are you going to do about it, Akaza-dono?"

Akaza took a step forward, his eyes blazing with anger. "If you don't stop touching her like that, I'll make you regret it."

Douma let out a laugh. "Is that a threat? I thought you were better than that, Akaza-dono! You're just jealous because you know you can't make her feel the way I do, and I'm not putting in much effort!"

Akaza's rage boiled over. Before he even realized what he was doing, he had swung a punch at Douma. In a swift and merciless motion, he struck Douma's head, severing upper part of his head from the rest. Blood sprayed everywhere, drenching the wooden floor with crimson.

As soon as Douma took the hit, his body reacted almost instantly. The wound that was inflicted on him started to regenerate, the demon's regenerative powers quickly healing the damaged tissue. Within moments, the wound had disappeared, leaving only a faint scar as evidence of the attack. Douma retaliated with a swipe of his fan.

Akaza dodged with ease, his eyes glinting with fury as he lunged forward again.

The two of them circled each other, both ready to fight. You trailed them into the adjacent chamber and watched with horror, not knowing what to do. You had never seen Akaza like this before, and it scared you. Akaza proved to be a devoted partner, with his caring nature and protective demeanor, yet when it came to Douma, his boundaries seemed to vanish. As the tension between Akaza and Douma escalated, you could feel the anger and resentment radiating off of them in waves. You knew that this argument was about to spiral out of control, and you couldn't let that happen. Without hesitation, you stepped between the two of them, facing Akaza and placing a gentle hand on his chest. "Enough. This is ridiculous. You're both acting like a bunch of children."

Akaza glared at Douma. "He's the one who started it." Akaza's eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Douma over your shoulder, but your presence seemed to have a calming effect on him. Slowly, he began to relax, his muscles unclenching as he took a deep breath.

Douma held up his hands in surrender. "Fine. You won, I'll back off. Just calm down, Akaza-dono! It's not worth getting this worked up over, but if anyone were to ask for my subjective opinion, which I doubt any of you care about or value, I would suggest seeking anger management classes or other means of controlling your recent aggressive behavior, Akaza-dono."

You turned to face the Upper Moon Two, giving him a stern look. "And you," you said, your tone firm but not unkind, "Don't you think you should be more respectful of Akaza's feelings?"

Douma's expression softened, and he nodded. "Well, maybe you're right," he grinned. "I'll be more careful in the future, although comprehending emotions is a challenging task for me…"

Akaza snorted derisively. Soon, he took a deep breath, his fists unclenching. He knew that you were right. He couldn't act like a fussy baby. You were the most important thing in his life, and he didn't want to risk losing you over something as stupid as jealousy.

As the tension between the two demons dissipated, you felt a sense of pride and satisfaction wash over you. You knew that you had helped them avoid a potentially disastrous confrontation, and you were grateful for the opportunity to keep the peace.

As the three of you walked away from the confrontation, Akaza pulled you close, his arm protectively wrapped around your waist. He knew that he couldn't stop Douma from being who he was, but he also knew that he would do anything to protect you.

#akaza x reader #akaza x you #akaza x y/n #akaza dono #kny akaza #kny douma #douma #douma x you #douma x y/n #akaza and douma #akaza is angry #kny #demon slayer #my writing #kny x you #akaza blurb #akaza blurbs #douma blurbs #douma blurb #douma being whiny 😫 #kny blurb #douma one shot #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic

[benevolenterrancy]

on going morning sabre practice with the Nie Brothers

#mdzs #nie huaisang #nie mingjue #nie bros #the untamed #nhs #nmj #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #this is the sort of motivation i need to exercise #i am also feeling like a sad delicate whiny thing so i've been feeling the need to channel nhs

[aq2003]

WHY WOULD HE SAY THISWJDMDJWNHDK

#this one vs 'please torture my whiny one percenter' fight to the death over most unhinged thing to say abt ur oc #percy de rolo #cr #cr1 #percy voice Hello demons. it's me your boy.

[kagomechronicles]

This is a pro-Kagome account. We do not accept slander towards our babygirl

#Nope #Kagome is our special girl #Most critiques of her make zero sense #They're all based on how whiny she is as if most 15 year olds would suddenly know how to kick demon ass if tossed into feudal japan #anyways #kagome #kagome higurashi #Inuyasha #shikon jewel #feudal fairytale #anime #manga

[messysketchyobeyme]

#obey me #I kind of liked it #I mean yeah #dark demon santa was certainly a choice #but I thought the plot was cute #in a silly kind of way #ily whiny baby satan

[kyojurokoibito]

"You Do Love Me...Right?"

Pairing(s): zenitsu agatsuma x tsundere!reader

Genre: angst->fluff

Synopsis: after countless rejections, zenitsu is ecstatic when you finally accepted his confession, even if you told him he had to wait in order to marry you. your're dating, but it doesn't really feel like it. you do love him...right?

Warning(s): crying zenitsu :( quick glimpse of soft!sanemi if you squint, not proof read 0_0

Kao's Notes: i know i have quite a few requests, and i haven't forgotten them! i just had this idea and i wanted to see how it'd go, but idk how i feel about it yet. i also wanted to write for someone other than rengoku for rn lol. also, this one feels kinda long to me, soooo grab a snack!

a certain level of patience is required when dating zenitsu

he's in need of constant reassurance, as his self-esteem isn't the highest by any means which we all know

you initially met each other at the spider forest incident

you're actually the tsuguko of sanemi, as you shared the same breathing technique, and he deemed you, "not a complete waste of time..."

but you felt it'd be beneficial to take on the art of medicine as well, so you could aid in both offense and defense. shinobu was more than happy to teach you, and you grew to be quite the medical asset

when giyuu and shinobu were called to the forest, kanao and yourself were called to accompany them to provide support

sanemi was inwardly hesitant to let you go, not liking the idea of his protige possibly facing a demon moon–even a lower one– this early in their slayer journey

he never did that admit it to you though, he just flopped a heavy hand onto your head and sent you on your way, muttering a gruff, "don't go dying on me to get out of training...you better come back."

later in your journey, giyuu and shinobu had gone ahead, leaving you and kanao to travel together. you didn't mind though, she didn't talk much and neither did you, so you didn't mind traveling with her. she could also hold her own

along the way, you two had split up, providing help to those in different sectors of the forest to cover more ground

after treating everyone in a portion of the forest, you moved on to another, where shinobu so happen to be, and she looked to you. "ah, good timing, y/n. would you mind finishing this boy's treatment," she stood and began on her way. "the poison's gotten awfully far. treat him quickly, will you. oh my!" she looked at zenitsu. "his face is very red! best you hurry, y/n!"

with that, shinobu sped off

wordlessly getting to work, you began to perform your quick treatment on the boy clad in yellow, bringing out a large roll of bandages from one of the many pouches you attached to your belt

"there," you continued wrapping the boy up, speaking in a monotonous yet gentle, voice. "you're going to be just fine, i can assure you."

he wanted to say much more, but in his increasingly weakening state, all zenitsu could utter was a quiet, "p-pretty..."

that definitely threw you for a loop, not that you'd let him see it. you just continued to wrap up his body, opting for a curt, "try not to talk too much...save your energy."

and that was your first encounter with the boy

after the whole incident with the master's decision to keep nezuko and her brother, tanjiro, as demon slayers, you continued your training with sanemi as usual

he was internally relieved to see your safe return, showing it with a swift smack on the head with a, "it's about time you got back," he turned on his heels, beckoning you to following him, which you did, gladly. "back to your training"

you'd been called upon to assist tanjiro with his training when you weren't too occupied with your own, alongside kanao. and you had to admit, being quite the challenge against the boy was rather entertaining

he returned day after day trying to best you in tag and hand-to-hand combat. but, your favorite was some cup of water game where you were granted the entertainment of throwing water in the boy's face if you managed to cover his hand before he could cover yours

and you beat him everytime

later, zenitsu and inosuke joined in the game-like training, and inosuke was rather good at the tag portion of it. he was eager to catch you, and he did, holding you above his head as he did so

zenitsu was a different kind of eager

he vividly remembered you from the forest, healing his wounds and treating the spreading poison from his body. you were breathtakingly beautiful in his eyes

and now, he has to catch you! actually hold you!

the game of tag was a walk in the park for him. you were quite the encouragement, in his opinion, as he was more than happy to chase after you and claim you as his prize

you, on the other hand, were dumbfounded

you weren't surprised inosuke was able to catch you. hell, you thought he'd run after anything that moved, but zenitsu's sudden devotion to you was odd

his eagerness to catch you threw you for a loop; you never had to run so fast in your life, but he still managed to reprimand you

but he didn't immediately slam you back on the ground *cough* like inosuke *cough* no, he handled you like you were the most precious thing in the world

then he went on about marriage, and that's when you pushed yourself off of him

and your relationship grew from there

he began by giving nezuko a heartfelt "break up" soliloquy, proclaiming "his heart has been captured by another." and the demon girl replied with a relieved "mmh"

zenitsu would constantly trail behind you, declaring his undying love for you, not allowing a day to go by without you hearing his marriage proposal

"why the hell would i marry you?" would always be your reply, and he'd falter a little but would always bounce back and try again the next time he saw you

as time passed, you grew inwardly fond of zenitsu, finding his unwavering admiration for you oddly adorable

he'd get water for you when he's sees you undergo a challenging training session with sanemi and gush endlessly about how strong you are

after a while, when zenitsu asked you to marry him, your responses would subtly changed

when he'd drop to his knee in front of you, loudly exclaiming "y/n! please, marry me!" your response changed to, "don't be stupid. we're way too young for that."

and zenitsu caught on to that! "so you're saying, in the future, when we're older, we will?!?!" you cleared your throat, rolling your eyes and walked away without providing him with a response

but he's persistent

later one night, when you're getting ready for bed, zenitsu gave you his final declaration of love for the day, asking for your hand in marriage

"zenitsu," you started in feigned annoyance, "marriage is for something years later. when we're absolutely. certain if you want us to get that far, we need to start from square one."

'us'...'we'...hang on

"AHHHHH!!! ARE YOU SAYING...Y-YOU WANNA BE WITH ME?!?!" zenitsu's yelling caused your ears to ring and you quickly shushed him, "shh, yes. now, shut up before you wake everyone up"

he's been (clingier) clingy since that night

zenitsu's love language is physical touch, and you're not too used to that just yet, so anytime he runs up to hug you, you react like you normally would

you'd push him off of you, only more gentle than usual so he wouldn't fall on the ground below

9 times out of 10, zenitsu's doesn't pay any to your tsundere tendencies and he hugs you again, as he knows you'll cave in eventually

but you never returned his hugs

and there's only so much he can take before he starts to question whether or not you actually love him

you just always seemed so...done with him

anytime he'd appear, greeting you with his usual enthusiastic hug and a kiss on the cheek, you'd hastily turn your head away, "w-warn me next time, sheesh." then you'd only reciprocate it with a flick to his forehead or something, but you wouldn't even look at him

zenitsu thought it'd eventually calm down once your relationship, if he could even call it that, grew but he's not so sure anymore

you might've bitten off more than you could chew this time. might've.

with the level of intensity that came along with sanemi's training, missions grew to feel much easier. since you shared the same breathing style as him, your forms became that much stronger. demons weren't going to stand a chance against you.

unbeknownst to sanemi, you've been working on creating an 11th form with the additional help of tomioka.

it's true, you've gotten stronger, but your current predicament confirmed the that you still have a way to go.

your bright green nichirin blade was lodged in between the sharp fangs of a demon, who you could tell was in close relations with kibutsuji based on their power.

you were pinned roughly on the ground, wincing at the many jagged rocks that pierced into your back as you struggled to free your leg from between the demon's. the muscles in your arms began to burn, the weight of the demon's body beginning to become unbearable.

once your leg was freed, you brought your knee back before fully extending it, delivering a painful kick to the demon's chest. after the demon went flying, you quickly regained control of your breathing.

you charged towards the demon, barely giving them any time to recover. before the demon could blink, you were behind them. a small 'thump' echoing in the small town as its head rolled against the concrete.

collapsing to your knees, you cursed beneath your breath as your injuries began to take effect, the adrenaline you felt during your battle wearing off. digging your blade into the dirt, you supported your weight into the hilt of the blade before pushing yourself up from the ground.

haganezuka-san would surely have your head on a platter is he witnessed you doing this to one of his precious blades, but if you hadn't, you would've continued laying in the blood-soaked dirt.

"caw! caw," you nearly jumped out of your skin at the sudden appearance of your faithful crow. "y/n, please make your way toward the wisteria house for recovery! shinobu's assistants will help you there!"

ignoring the loud mouth bird, you began to limp your way to the wisteria house.

"caw! caw! y/n, please make your way to–CaW!" the crow squawked, flying out of the way when you tiredly swatted at the bird in agitation.

"i heard you!"

the trek to the house felt incredibly long, your legs growing weaker with every step you took. thankfully, the nearest wisteria house wasn't too terribly far.

upon arrival, you were quick to find the nearest bath and rid yourself of the blood and dirt. wrapping the soft yukata the kind lady brought around your waist, you made your way back to your room.

sinking to your knees on the soft mat below, a soft sigh left your lips.

"zenitsu's probably worried..."

truth be told, you felt incredibly guilty.

you know zenitsu is trying his hardest to make you feel like a queen in your relationship. it nearly impossible not to see. from him serenading you with the most heartfelt monologue when you were to set off on a mission alone, to the enthusiastic praise he'd offer during training, you knew zenitsu loves you. and you love him too...

you just don't know if he knows.

relationships, being friendly or platonic, isn't your strong suit. the mere thought of becoming vulnerable with others, or putting any amount of trust in them, is terrifying.

"i love you," seemed like the most complicated phrase to say. and it was only three word! three! so why are they so hard to say?!

"nnn-channnn...."

the hell? you stopped and listened, wondering if your ears were playing tricks on you. they weren't, by the way.

"y/nNnNNn-chAaAaAnAnnnnnn!"

oh zenitsu...

his footsteps and wailing grew louder as he came nearer. the door nearly slid off it's hinges at the amount of force he used to push it open.

"quit screaming," you began to scold. "others are trying to res–"

your back nearly collides with the floor as zenitsu wrapped his arms your neck, attacking you in a relief-filled hug. he wailing only increased in volume.

"y-y-your crow came back and said you were injured," you grimaced at the sound of him inhaling snot back into his nose, but let him hug you nonetheless along with a half hearted head pat. "i didn't know if you were coming back! w-w-who would protect me of you died?!"

"it's nothing to cry over, zenitsu." you gently pushed him off of you.

"w-why," he sniffles before wiping his nose on his sleeve. "why do you always do that..."

now you weren't stupid.

at some point in the relationship, you knew zenitsu would question you. you believe he is more perspective than he lets on, and you knew zenitsu noticed your lack of emotional response.

you just weren't prepared for the conversation, no matter how many times you rehearsed it in your head.

"...do what," you decided to play aloof for a while, eyes narrowing in confusion.

"that," zenitsu motioned to you. "you're just always so...emotionless all the time." you furrowed your eyebrows.

"i'm not emotionless," you subtly gripped the sleeve of your yukata. "i'm just not a sensitive person, like you."

"i know that," zenitsu's voice grew softer by the second. "but i have to wonder sometimes, y/n, you do love me...right?"

your heart dropped to the pit of your stomach.

although, you're not surprised either. the last thing you wanted was for zenitsu to question your love for him because, believe me, you loved him more than anything. but, with the conflicted look on his face, it was apparent that he wasn't aware of it.

you tried to show him your love in small gestures rather than words: your timid head pats, covering him with a blanket anytime he fell asleep in random places, and connection your pinkies together whenever you were assigned the same mission. you tried. you really did.

but it seems it wasn't enough.

"i see..." zenitsu took your shocked silence as an answer to his question before he picked himself up from the mat and made his way out the door.

you didn't move. you couldn't move. watching zenitsu walk out that door hurt you more than anything, and for the first time in years, your tears splashes against the wood floors below.

days after that, you were finally released from the wisteria house, and you could return to the demon slayer corps headquarters.

all you could think about was zenitsu on your way back.

you and crow would usually bicker back and forth, making the time fly much quicker. but the trip was filled with melancholy silence, as you were in no mood to talk with your spunky crow today.

luckily for you, sanemi kept you busy with training once you returned. saying something along the lines of "you've had enough time off; now hurry up and follow me to the training grounds." which you knew was a direct translation for "i never want to come that close to losing you again." that's why, you believe, you and sanemi got along so well.

you both show your true feelings through small gestures and underling messages. and you immediately picked up on it, both of you.

while sanemi kept you busy, zenitsu moped about. his newfound sadness hit tanjiro's nose like a ton of bricks, and he couldn't be more worried.

and it wasn't just from zenitsu. anytime tanjiro walked past the training grounds, where you and sanemi reside, the same sad smell entered his nose. while you were occupied and training well, you were sad too.

on the outside, it appeared you had your same stone cold expression. but on the inside, you were despondent. all you could think about was zenitsu.

"you're done for today." sanemi's gruff voice cut through the air. he sheathed his sword as he watched you pant heavily from your recent sparring loss. "i'm not gonna waste my time if your head's not in it. go figure your shit out."

without giving you a chance to retaliate, sanemi walked away from you, tossing you a towel before completely making his leave.

"y/n-chan," you were in the middle of wiping the sweat off your face when someone called your name. peaking from the cloth, you gave a nod.

"hello, tanjiro." you were considerably close with each other. tanjiro was arguably the most kind-hearted soul you've met, and he read your emotions remarkably well. and it wasn't uncommon for him to help you with them as well.

"how're you," he placed his hands behind his back, looking at you expectedly. you rolled your eyes.

"you want something," you dropped the towel around your shoulders. "what is it?"

the boy sweat dropped and scratched behind his head, "o-oh you caught that, huh? hehe..." you lifted an eyebrow, waiting for him to get to the point. "well, it's...is everything okay? with you and zenitsu, i mean?"

the same sad smell hit his nose again; he got his answer.

"...n-no. it's not okay," a frown tugged at your lips, your eyes casting towards the ground. "i messed everything up, tanjiro."

tanjiro frowned at the crack in your voice; he'd never witnessed your expression change, and the fact that the first one he witnessed was sadness didn't sit well with him.

"what happened?"

"my stupid emotions," you gripped the towel, "or lack thereof. z-zenitsu doesn't think i love him, tanjiro..." tanjiro furrowed his brows.

"why not," tanjiro scratched his chin with his index finger. "i can easily tell you love him? why can't he?"

"i'm just...terrible at saying it; i've never been able to. i tried showing him, i did, b-but i guess it wasn't enough."

"y/n–"

"no, i-it's fine. this is my fault, anyways." you spun on your heels, heading towards the nearest bathhouse. "i'll see you around, tanjiro."

the young slayer was about to follow you, but he figured it'd be best to leave you be. emotions leave room for vulnerability, something he knew you weren't too keen on, so left you to gather your thoughts.

instead, he had to go talk some sense into someone else.

it didn't take long for tanjiro to find zenitsu; all he had to do was follow the depressing smell. and there he was, curled up in his room.

"zenitsu..." said boy flinched at the sudden voice.

"o-oh tanjiro," zenitsu slowly sat up, wiping the tears from his cheeks. "what're you doing here?"

"well," tanjiro scratched the nape of his neck. this was a touchy subject, and he was feeling nervous about bringing it up. "i talked to y/n earlier, and–"

"WAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

zenitsu's wailing caused tanjiro to flinch; he gulped at the yellow boy's sudden burst of tears.

"tanjiroooo," zenitsu nearly knocked the poor boy over as he went to hug him. dramatically sliding down, zenitsu dropped to his knees and continued to sob into tanjiro's stomach. "why doesn't she love me, tanjiro?! i-i was right all along! i-i-i'm just gonna DIE ALONE!"

"z-zenitsu," tanjiro frantically strarted. "please calm down. "

"CALM DOWN?!" zenitsu screamed. "i find out the woman i love doesn't love me, and you tElL mE tOo CALM DOWN?!"

"zenitsu–"

"i didn't know you were so heartless, tanjiro! HOW COULD YOU?!?!"

"z-zenitsu, please just–"

"WAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

tanjiro gulped as zenitsu continued to wail loudly into his shirt, and he finally pushed zenitsu so he could look at him, grimacing as a string of snot connected from his shirt to zenitsu's nose.

"ZENITSU!"

he sniffed, "w-what?"

"she does love you."

"n-no she doesn't," zenitsu admitted in defeat. "i asked her, a-and she didn't answer me, so..." his voice grew increasingly weaker, and tanjiro sighed.

"i know she loves you zenitsu, but–"

"i-if she loves me," zenitsu cut him off. "why hasn't she told me..." he asked in defeat, and tanjiro relaxed his shoulders.

"i-it's just...not easy for her to say, but zenitsu, haven't you noticed her show her love in other ways..." tanjiro asked in a knowing tone.

"w-what," zenitsu paused to sniffle. "whaddya mean?"

"just think back for a moment, zenitsu."

zenitsu furrowed his eyebrows, thinking back.

----

"y/nnnn," zenitsu cried out in fear. "i-it's so dark out here!" you sighed.

"well, yes zenitsu, demons can only come out during the night," you responded sarcastically, pushing forward through the woods. "so, why wouldn't it be dark out?"

"y/n!" zenitsu scurried to catch up with you, as he somehow fell behind. "please don't leave me! i wouldn't last a minute out here alone!"

"c'mon," you interlocked your pinkies together, causing zenitsu's panicking to cease. "just stay close 'nitsu," your voice grew soft, eyes softening every so slightly as you kept them locked on the terrain ahead. "everything's okay."

zenitsu didn't say anything, only looking at your connected pinkies as his cheeks and the tips of his ears dusted pink, trailing behind you like a lovesick puppy.

----

zenitsu slowly stood from his kneeling position, as his mind reminded him of, yet another, declaration of love from you.

----

returning from a rather tiring mission, zenitsu couldn't wait to collapse on his comfortable bed. he'd never taken a bath so quickly in his life.

after changing from his uniform to a comfortable kimono, zenitsu collapsed into his bed. the soft mattress has never felt so comfortable.

just as he was about to doze off, zenitsu heads his door close. he didn't bother opening his eyes to see who it was, he was far too tired for that, so he remained still listening to the soft padding if feet approach him.

feeling his hair get pushed back from his forehead, zenitsu's heart nearly pounded out of his chest when he heard you.

"i'm glad you made it back, zenny," you whispered before pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "rest well."

gently pulling the blanket over his shoulders, you gently ran your fingers through his soft hair. after you finished tucking him in, you quietly made your leave, carefully closing the door behind you.

zenitsu's eyes shot open, any ounce of sleep leaving him. he couldn't wipe the giddy smile off his face that night.

----

gripping his hair, zenitsu let out a panicked wail.

"AHHHHHHH!!! WHAT DID I DO?!?!"

"calm down," tanjiro spoke out. "this can be fixed. just go talk to her, and i'm sure everything will work out," tanjiro placed a soft hand on his friend's shoulder with a reassuring smile.

he didn't have tell him twice.

before tanjiro could even blink, zenitsu was out of the door and on his way to find you.

you just finished your bath after sanemi's training, and are currently seeking refuge in your own room.

"nnnNNn-chAaAaAnAAAAANNNN!!!"

your door nearly flew off it's hinges at the force zenitsu used to open it.

"zenitsu? what's wro–oof!"

arms wrapped around your waist, knocking you to the ground in a bone crushing hug.

"please forgive me, y/n-chan," he buried his face into your chest, immediately flustering you.

"i-i don't even know what you're talking," you tried nudging him off of you, but that only caused his grip to tighten.

"i doubted your love for me! i promise it'll never happen again!"

"zenitsu...you were right to question me..." your eyes cast down to the floor in a guilty manner. "i-i've never been able to say it, so i see why you'd have your doubts," zenitsu lifted his face out of your chest, resting his chin on it as he looked up at you.

"but i promise you," you finally looked up at him, and his heart nearly melted at the nervous smile you gave. "i...i really do love, zenitsu."

...

your smile fell; zenitsu didn't say a word, only stared at you. did you wait too long to say it? was it not convincing? because you do mean it.

"zenitsu, a-are–"

he tackled you to the floor again, this time, rubbing his cheek against yours before peppering it with vigorous kisses.

"hahaha," he laughed, feeling giddy. "you loveeee meee!"

you deadpanned, and playfully rolled your eyes with a scoff. well, at least he feels better now.

~3 hours later~

"y/nnnnnnn" not again.

you huffed as zenitsu cooed your name for the millionth time, "what."

"do you love meeee," he asked in a whiny/teasing tone, drawing patterns on your cheek as he did so.

"yes," you rolled your eyes. "for the millionth time," you mumbled to yourself.

zenitsu was back to his giddy, lovestruck self and began nuzzling into your side. you gave an exhausted sigh.

'this is why i didn't say it.'

#demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x y/n #zenitsu kimetsu no yaiba #zenitsu headcanons #zenitsu fluff #he's so whiny i love him #zenitsu agatsuma #zenitsu agatsuma x reader #zenitsu x y/n #zenitsu x reader #agatsuma zenitsu #kimetsu no yaiba agatsuma zenitsu #pls someone love this boy #kimetsu zenitsu #he's not gonna die alone #zenitsu x you #♡rori.writes

[monstriiss]

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#me 0.0002 seconds after being 🤏 this close to deleting everything in a fit of hormonal hysteria: oh neat new picrew- #picrew fixes me once again i owe that site my life #but hguthihtr pms is out here enabling the demons fr #anyway im considering a hiatus from tumblr but i probably just need a nap and a proper break #;; ooc. #;; tbd. #;; negative tw. #tagging just in case i am being Whiny

[taegularities]

RID RID RID 😫😫😫

How many times will this man test my self control in public????? He looks so good I don't even know what to do I just keep staring at all the videos

Not ready for whatever they were filming in that pink room. at all.

i'm :) honestly so done :) with life lol :)

#you guys were right... he's so babygirl #those pretty bangs and the pretty ponytail #he walks like a demon but god the things i wanna do to him bc i just know he's a whiny lil man #notes for rid 🌹 #ivi <3

[symbioticsimplicity]

This is Michin, she is the single noisiest creature known to man, and she wants to make sure everyone hears her say hello.

#my cat <3 #actually I'm pretty sure shes a demon hiding as a cat but thats also fine #shes soft and smol and she loves to be cuddled thats plenty #or shes that familiar I tried to summon for myself forever back #either way I love this creature more than literally anything #appreciate how chatty and whiny she is

[overtlydinosaurian]

Really sick of getting anime recommendations that people swear are super good and awesome and like episode 1 the token female character gets groped or sexually harassed in some way and I'm supposed to either think it's funny or just ignore it.

It sucks because there's such awesome anime out there but it really puts me off the entire medium because there's so much excused sexual harassment I'm seemingly not allowed to acknowledge.

It makes it so difficult to recommend anything, or to trust recommendations from anyone else. I practically only trust women's recommendations and even then :/

#even in some of MY favorite anime there's some creepy shit #i love love love demon slayer but zenitsu is a whiny creep #and nezuko gets sexualized too much for my comfort

[sesamestreep]

my brain cells trying to think of an argument that would get me to finally post those TWO complete fics sitting in my drive that maybe need a few minor edits but are otherwise READY TO POST

#listen….. nothing I post has been showing up in the tags lately #and even the stuff that does gets little to no interaction outside of the treasured circle of mutuals #and yes that’s mostly who I write for anyway #but I just am no longer getting the dopamine from sharing my work #which is such a whiny thing to say but it’s TRUE #every platform on the internet feels like an abandoned mall these days #and not even a cool one where you can make a pact with a minor demon in a hot topic and get a cool sword from it #just like a regular abandoned mall #anyway I’m trying not to do it for the Validation and instead for my own enjoyment #but like I want other people to enjoy it too #anyway some of it is that some of it is pure undeniable executive dysfunction #tbd maybe #i just love this gif so much I think about it all the time #I don’t know what show it’s from so I couldn’t find it on google earlier but I knew tumblr would have it #bird talks

[lady-tortilla-chip]

Newer trend I’ve noticed as of late is the way people have flipped the Soukoku dynamic where before Chuuya was written/imagined as a pretty lil damsel who’s stupid and brawny and always needing Dazai to save him it’s become Dazai is weak and overly feminine…and that frustrates me!!! How did y’all get here 😭

#someone on Twitter brought up his demon prodigy moniker and for a second I was like? #and I just couldn’t believe I’d forgotten that and that in fandom no one addresses his dark side anymore??? #like you all lean too far into his really loud and whiny persona #idkkkkk #it bothers me tjo #dazai being considered ‘weaker’ isn’t necessarily new on its own but I don’t think it was ever quite so bad #or maybe it was just lack of feminizing that made it seem not as bad? #because now there’s this explicable tie between the two (false if you ask me) idea about him #I don’t think dazai CANT be feminine but I also think people just switching who’s the ‘girl’ of the dynamic isn’t as progressive as y’all #want to claim it is #I personally don’t care what people do with these characters #I DO care when they wanna play it off like it’s somehow more morally correct

[nanowatzophina]

Now for my monthly @exilethegame doodles.

I’m so bad at finishing things.

#exile #vethna #Reynai kalesko #deathless demon #amilia #jormund aspis #gilded gorgon #nikke #kea brand #painted Phoenix #also I do actually love the color purple so I adore that interaction with vethna #I love them #also this is the first time drawing Nikke #it’s probably really bad that through my whole experience of reading exile I’ve been picturing him as a whiny child… #like… #it took me so long to force me to imagine him as an actual adult #NOT as a dumb twelve year old with authority issues.

[girlyliondragon]

Saw a thing on Twitter that made me feel self-conscious about my body and I'm feeling like crap rn about how I look again. x.x

The tweet wasn't BAD it was talking about people still shaming women like me who look youthful.

#Venty Vent Vent #and I agree with it hence me feeling weird about how I look still #like I'm 25 and don't look like it to people #I don't want to be seen as fe/ti/sh material just for being lithe and having no hips and looking how I am #or be called 'co/ded' like a chi/ld for either that or liking cute things #or that the fact that people will call it a red flag for others to date me due to that #nobody knows that that's body shaming too and it makes me feel awful #sorry I look 15 to just about everyone that sees me. I'm not a kid nor do I have a ''kids body'' I am 25! #and yet NOBODY outside my family will believe me when I tell them that #Sorry I don't LOOK like an adult like my sister does. I'm not a kid either. #because despite being 5'6 I look like a kid to everyone I meet and it makes me wish I didn't have this body #and the fact that if you tell people this they will tell you to shut up and that it's not a problem #or that if you do you're a whiny baby who needs to get off the internet because ''that never happens because IIIIIII NEVER SEE IT SO-'' #or that you don't deserve love because liking and dating women of my type makes you *insert horrible accusation here* #it is a problem. it very much is #I just want more people who are like me and not feel weird about how I look... #I should be allowed to be seen as attractive and such without people thinking it's weird #I should be allowed to like people without others thinking any requited feelings are creep shamed or perverted #And it gives me the idea that I'm lucky to even date other guys to begin with and otherwise I'm undesirable or if I am it's by demons #I just want to not feel weird about being me #People will talk about bodyshaming until they see it's in the other direction #Bodyshaming is bodyshaming. No matter who it's directed to #Anyways vent over I'm just really insecure rn among other things in my brain #I'm just so tempted to lash out at everyone that called me a teenager at this point #it makes me feel like ''what if my friends see me irl they will compare me to one again'' and then I will wish it never happened #hypothetical because it's never happening but.... yeah.. #I doubt this is relatable so I just wanted to vent

[ienvieu]

god i am so fucking frustrated

#80% of being the oldest sister of a bunch of immature stubborn bitchy siblings is crying your anger away in secret #damned if you try damned if you dont i am sick of it #berated for complaining even just a little and scolded when i decide not to share my struggles anymore like ffs pick your damn mind #compared to cousins compared to neighbors compared to random kids on the internet compared to their younger selves god i just. #and then they go and ask how my day has been and how im feeling gtfo i dont want that #either disown me and hate me or whatever or actually listen to me and not undermine everything i try to do #just pick a fucking side i HATE it when people demonize me and then smother me back to back #like i dont want to sound this whiny but god i wish they'd miscarried me too??? #man i sound like a total bitch rn lol idk i just want to leave #i can never seem to win #they dont let me express my exhaustion and anger and sadness and frustration and then they go ahead and wonder why this girl is #acting distant or passive agressive or why she keeps fracturing or bruising her knuckles or why she keeps biting her nails and #chewing on her lips and picking at her skin and just fucking lose it all the damn time #nothing i do is enough i just dont want to be here and i want to leave and take a break for a while but nooo that would make me #a family hater 🥴🥴 #and i dont even hate them i just cant stand the way they treat me all the time #i get so confused one minute she's telling me how bad i am and telling me that im wrong and wrong and wrong and how i cant do this #or that or how she used to be so much better than i am now and whatever #and the next she and i are sitting in the kitchen laughing about some random thing #i HATE that. idc if that's oh a 'normal mother daughter relationship' and 'everyone experiences it' and how 'it will pass' #well it hasnt passes and it's been years and im tired of this back and forth and constantly being shamed and i want out. just. out. #and when i tried gathering the courage to tell them i wanted a therapist to talk to she was like ' oh that's expensive and you dont even #look like you need one but if you insist we can pay for it ☹️👉👈 it's okay we will work extra hard to get the money 😖' #fuck that #thanks for once again making me feel like utter shit for asking for some help. again. #which brings me to my next point which is why the FUCK do we have to pay 50 fucking euroes for an hour of therapy?? #i can get all of the validation and grounding techniques off the internet for free why the fuck do we need to pay 50€ for talking?? #and like mental health is so stigmatized still with my family and my closer friend's family that we both cant tell them anything about it #girlie got clinical depression and she doesnt want to tell her parents bc she knows how they will react #and we both spend nights cry laughing about the fact that i have scars all over me that my parents dont have a single fucking clue about

[dragonfly0808]

So my Batfamily brain rot is back (not that it ever really left) and I just had a thought like…

If you’re a henchman/criminal in Gotham, seeing your life flash past your eyes is gonna be a somewhat regular occurance but… what if like… the thing that truly made a henchman’s heart fall to his ass was when they hit Robin just a little too hard and this 10 year old kid just starts crying and goes ‘Daaaaaadddd!’

That’s the moment when they truly think they’re going to die because said dad, the kid is calling for is a 6’6 demon from hell who’s all muscle and shadows and vengance and a lot of Gotham still thinks he’s a cryptid

The henchmen all drop their guns and try to calm the kid down but it’s over in 5 seconds flat. Batman breaks several bones before speaking to Robin in the softest voice they’ve ever heard him use and the criminal world, who was already a bit hesitant to fight a kid have even more reason to take it just a little easy on Robin.

And like, I can picture different reactions with every Robin.

Like, for Dick, he’s ten and we all know he was the most violent Robin second only to Damian so maybe when he’s ten or eleven and has calmed down a little, a henchback who still remembers what a little shit he used to be decides to get back at Robin, slips on a pair of brass knuckles and BAM

And then, little Dick just stares for a moment in shock, cheek already starting to bruise, the criminals he’d been fighting all stay still because it was a nasty punch and then…

“Daaaaad!!!” He cries out in a whiny voice that reminds them that Robin really is just a kid and it all clicks into place.

Even Bruce wasn’t expecting that, Dick has just started calling him dad and he still isn’t used to being called that so to hear his kid calling for him in the moment where he is startled and hurt and a little scared… the henchmen don’t even have time to react and they wake up in the hospital with concussions and maybe a few broken bones.

It doesn’t take Dick long to calm down, it was mostly that the hit from a random henchmen really startled him and got him right in the cheekbone. But Bruce still finishes patrol early and Dick still hides under Bruce’s cape all the way to the Batmobile.

Then comes Jason and Jason was such a sweet kid, I headcannon he was the one that called Bruce dad the most often while being Robin. So one night during patrol maybe he finds himself fighting Penguin or Two-Face and it’s been a long night and he has an exam the following day and Bruce is fighting another villain at the other side of the warehouse

The point is, the henchmen and Two-Face start landing hits on eleven year old Jason in his gut and at some point he loses sight of Batman fighting on the other side of the room. Jason gets scared because he’s never really fought without Batman and while he knows that Bruce is still in the warehouse, he can’t see him and the handle of a gun hits the back of his ankle and he falls and he sees Two-Face or Penguin or one of the henchmen getting ready to grab the front of his uniform and beat him up and…

“Daaaaddd!”

The criminals freeze for a moment. They’ve heard the stories of what happened the last time a Robin called scared for dad.

They’re fucked.

They all drop their guns and try to get Jason to calm down, but he’s crying just a little bit and calls again, his voice breaking and despite having been at the other side of the warehouse just a second ago, Bruce somehow drops from the ceiling and it’s over before the criminals can keep pleading with Robin to calm down.

Jason tries to apologize for ‘acting like a baby’ but Bruce is having none of it and carries him back to the Batmobile and Jason is happy to just hide his face in Bruce’s cape because he knows his dad will always be there to save him.

Then comes Tim.

And Tim gets found out while doing reconnisance and somehow he finds himself face to face with Bane who manages to wrench away his bo staff and Tim is just eleven and he is scared because Bane doesn’t look like he’s going to hold back

All Tim knows is that the crack he hears must surely be his ribs either cracking or breaking and he can’t breath and he can only muster enough air for a single word… and he calls for his dad through tears and fear

And at this point… at this point Batman has already lost a Robin, Tim may not be his legally but he is his son just as much as Jason was

Bane spends a month in the ICU

Tim is embarrased that he reacted like that. He thinks it makes him less of a Robin to called scared for Batman… for dad.

So Bruce tells him of the other two times it happened. It’s one of the first times he’s spoken about Jason to Tim so bluntly.

Then comes Stephanie.

Stephanie never calls Bruce dad when she’s Robin. She’s not his daughter and he’s not her dad. They’re not sure what exactly they are to one another.

As far as Bruce knows, Stephanie’s version of Robin never called out to him when she was scared.

What he doesn’t know is that it did happen. Just once

It was the last time she was Robin. When Black Mask had her and she thought she was going to die

At some point while bleeding and feeling nauseous and so scared she could barely hear anything that wasn’t her own heart beating wildly against her chest… she called for dad. Not for Arthur Brown, but for Bruce

Black Mask laughed at her

Stephanie never tells Bruce

And finally… Damian

Now, we know Damian would probably never be startled enough to call for Bruce out of instinct, so I can see 2 scenarios in which this could happen.

First, he sees another kid do it. He sees a kid close to his own age laughing and playing, then tripping and staying quiet for a split second before crying out for mom and dad and he just… assumes that’s something kids do when scared and hurt and startled and does it mostly in an attempt to be a little more ‘normal’

Or, my favorite scenario… he hears of the other times it has happened. He overhears maybe Dick remind Jason of what Bruce did when Jason called out to dad as Robin. Tim maybe jokes that a Robin calling for dad is still the villains’ greatest fear

So Damian stores that knowledge away as a battle strategy just in case he ever needs it… and maybe a small part of him wants to put it to the test, to see if his father would protect him as brutally as he’s protected the Robins before him

So some random night during patrol, he’s up against several henchmen, a few of them grab him from behind, trying to hold him down. Damian is fighting against them when one of them swings a cylinder of metal that Damian thinks might’ve been meant for the plumbing and…

The henchman breaks Damian’s nose, there’s blood dripping down his chin and staining his uniform

Now… it is most certainly not the first time he’s broken something, he’s more than used to the pain, in fact, he barely feels it. However, it gives him a chance to put his little theory to the test

And so Damian allows himself to sound like the ten year old that he is and in a whiny, teary voice, goes… “Babaaaaa!” (Bonus points if it’s the first or second time he’s called Bruce baba instead of father)

What Damian didn’t take into account though, is that Batman and Robin aren’t the only ones on patrol that night. They made a big bust. The biggest part of the operation was over but they were still fighting a few stragglers. The whole fucking family is here.

And they all hear his cry.

Damian doesn’t think he’s ever seen a fight end so quickly. The henchmen only have a split-second of surprise before vanishing, being tackled or shot or having knives buried on their shoulders by his siblings.

The one that actually broke Damian’s nose is being beaten up by Nightwing, Damian doesn’t think he’s ever seen Grayson so angry.

A shadow kneels in front of him, father. Baba. He’s checking Damian and Todd is right at his side, both speaking in hushed tones, checking his injuries and wiping the tears that usually came with a broken nose.

And now… Damian is used to his father and Grayson treating him like a child, trying to be as soft as they can with him. Even Cain does it to some extent.

But… having Drake wrap an arm around him, calling him baby when knocking out one of the criminals that had hurt him ‘that’s my fucking baby brother!’ and continue to hold him later into the night on the couch, having Brown willingly give up all the snacks she keeps in her utility belt and promise to take him to Batburger the following day for milkshakes because he was ‘a champ’. And Thomas wraps his favorite blanket around Damian while they’re fixing him up.

Todd decides to stay the night at the manor. Which he never does. They all decide to spend the night at the manor when Damian still sniffles on the Batmobile and they have breakfast all of them together. Which Damian isn’t sure has ever happened before and Cain gets Alfred to make pancakes with chocolate chips instead of blueberries.

They call him baby in hushed whispers but for once, it doesn’t bother him even though it really should

But most of all, Bruce refuses to let him go for a good five minutes after he first cries for him. Smoothing down his hair and whispering that it’ll be okay and just being soft in a way Damian has never seen before.

He sleeps between his Baba and Grayson and he knows that Todd and Drake and Cain check in on them at least twice in the night for some reason.

And he realizes it’s… it’s nice. Maybe this really could be an effective battle strategy to be employed again someday.

#batman #batfam #batfamily #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #duke thomas #damian wayne #bruce wayne #batfamily headcanons #batkids #Robins