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WAIT YOU'RE LEAVING I'M GONNA CRY WTF- ;0; but I respect your decision. I really loved your blog and your writing and I kept looking up to you for when I needed inspiration and honestly I don't think I'll stop. I'll keep coming back to read my favorite parts whenever I need a writing boost. You're one of the best writer I know and it was an honor to be able to read so many of your gorgeous pieces. Thank you for the ride hun 💗

aww i'm gonna cry too don't @ me i'm a crybaby 😭😭😭

and thank you 🙇‍♀🙇‍♀ i'm very honoured to have been able to write something that inspires you! i'm so glad 😭😭💕💕💕 and thank you too!!! i'm so blessed to have followers like you to support me, so thank you so so so much!!!

much luck on your writing endeavors, nonnie 🥰🥰

#brin's cuppa tea ❣️

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soooo, after much debating (hdkadhsb sorry to all my friends to whom i've ranted abt this for months XD), i think i'm going to close this blog. aside from burnout and well, general stuff (????), i'm just quite tired. i go :// whenever i see my old writings. it's kind of pressuring, though that's one long essay to get into, so i'll just say that if ever i write anything again, i think i'll just keep it to myself or a few friends, if they want it, so. yeah.

as of 11.24.2020, this blog is officially closed. thank you all so much for the support over the course of a whole year!! it's been really nice and such a wild ride, gosh. i'm so happy i got to have this experience with everyone 🥰🥰🥰 i'm kinda depressed that it has to end, but well, things already seem bleak so what's another thing to add to the pile hehe

thank you all once again for all the love! thank you, thank you, thank you so much 🙇‍♀🙇‍♀💕💕 i love you all 😭😭😭💕💕

#brinbrin is on a hiatus 💤💤 #to all the friends i made and left during my time on this fandom: thank you so much for the experience. i'll never forget you all 💕💕 #to all my followers who have followed me through this wild ride: thank you again for the continuous motivational words and kindness!! #i appreciate every single one of you #oh well. time to sleep little miss ink hashira #i'm still debating on whether to delete this blog or not but i'll update you on my decision. i think. if i don't update ig that means i'll #leave it as archive. if i update that means it's byebye for real 😔

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I’ve tried writing and it’s hard and bad so hats off to you! Appreciate your work, it’s very engaging and nice. Keep it up :)

aww thank you!!! i'm glad you like my works!! 🥰🥰

and dw i totally feel you 😔😔😔 wrods r hard 😔😔😔😔 i've been in such a stump lately too and idk what to do, though, i'm sure your fics are good!! i hope you'll manage to not be so judgemental of your own works so you can see how wonderful what you write is 😌💕💕💕

if you ever post anything, hmu :00 👀👀👀 i'd love to read what you come up with 🥰🥰

#brin's cuppa tea ❣️

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i was about to sleep but then a fire sparked and my silly ass now declares itself insomniac for the night

#my parents rlly expected me to deal with that #i mean yeah probs i should have since i was closest to it #but i'm sorry did you forget the little fact that idk #i'm very fucking scared of anything that is even remotely hot?? #how am i going to sleep now i'm still so shaken aaaaa i hate this #i want hugs i'm scared haha #my hand still trembles remembering when i got those burns #everything fire related just freaking terrifies me like ughh i know i should get over it because it's kinda really annoying and #like gets in the way of shit that i have to do #but stillllll #god i sound like a whiny brat #i'm gonna shut up and write abt my babeys hugging me #sounds good enough #brin's bullshit ❣️ #toss a coin heads i will fall asleep sometime tails i will be patient z in a zombie apocalypse tomorrow #hopefully it turns out heads 🤣🤣

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The wind senses change… What story will be told this time?   An upcoming KNY zine revolving around Tokitou Muichirou, the Mist Pillar! Keep a look out for updates~

Keep reading

#guys i think i'm having a heart attack guys help i'm too excited gUYS #HOLY SH #HOLY MF SHIT #MUI ZINE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #OMG OMG OMGGGGGGGGG #MUIIIII MY BOY 😭😭 #I LOVE HIM OMG #yes pls yes plssss #i wanna get my hands on one holy shit pls lord i beg i want #others #muichiro tokito

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my personal mission is to provide many content for my faves. that's somewhat accomplished with mui, now imma write for xingqiu while crying for ar 29 to come to me already (pspspspsps ar 29 come ere bb pspspsps i just finished xing quest i have nothing to do now so pls come pspspsps)

#i said i was gonna write for venti #i love venti that little drunkard arse #or chongyun #or kaeya #or diluc #or literally anyone else #but brain said brr lol bitch u don't have space for more than two people in your brain #xingqiu fic again it is #also how tffff do you pronounce his name #i've gone from shing-you #shingchu #sinchu #singyou #no seriously bb pls tell me your freaking name i can't 🤣🤣🤣 #genshin impact #xingqiu

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pillars

― headcanons, a morning with them

« notes : fluff ; the greetings of morning dawn .

― the pillars and their habits, whenever they are not yet required to be warriors for humanity . »

uzui tengen

➺ it is always warm in tengen's bed. all tangled limbs and breath grazed on skin and sleepy mumbles pressed against hair. there is no rhyme or reason in your sleeping arrangements : you sleep by his side, your fellow wives gathered around him, but when you wake, you will find suma somehow curled near the door, makio spread out over three futons, hinatsuru peaceful by the corner, and tengen snoring obnoxiously in the middle of it all. it's chaotic, but the peace and light chatter as you all wake to fix the futons and make yourselves breakfast is a treasure you keep close to your heart.

himejima gyoumei

➺ the distant coo of the forest mountain is a double-edged sword that both lulls you to sleep in the evening and tickles your lashes open so early in the morning. there is always the element of danger here, secluded from the city as you are, but in the arms of your lover, you'd think, there is nowhere else in the world safer to be in. safer physically, perhaps, but gyoumei's rough voice as he slowly wakes up, his palms on your cheek, the light assurances that tell him you are alive, you are here — you may be safe from demons and wild animals, but your heart is not safe when he is so gentle and reverent in his mornings with you.

rengoku kyoujurou

➺ the sun always seems to rise in kyoujurou's room, between his arms and on the curled tip of his grin. he likes to greet the new day the way he greets everything else : passionately, excitedly, brightly. and yet, before that, he allows himself a moment of silence, staring at your sleeping face before you inevitably wake up and the two of you will have to move on with you day. not yet, he wants to pray, don't start yet, day. it's very nice and peaceful beside you. he doesn't want to let go of that quite yet.

shinazugawa sanemi

➺ the sun is barely up, and yet the warmth beside you is already fading from your fingertips. outside, the wind howls, branches crack, birds cry in distress. the sound of wood hitting wood rings out, and then the wind calms. the morning has yet to begin, and yet sanemi is already out and about, just raring to go out and fight. his sword craves blood and the adrenaline rush, he says, but his heart always goes back to your room, and in a quiet moment of softness, he slips back beside you and pretends he never was away from your arms at all.

tokitou muichirou

➺ a morning with muichirou is a morning spent in lazy indulgence ; whether he wakes before or after you is a play of fortune, but either way, you awake to his hands on yours, his face pressed to your collar. shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip, heart to heart, chasing away the cool with the heat of his skin. he likes the feeling of being cozy, of being safe in your arms, the doe-eyed look on your face as you stare at him in adoration. he wishes he were that soft and pretty, but when he is awake first, he is mischievous, light fingers trailing over your shoulders and neck. he giggles as he invariably tickles you in your sleep, though kisses away the frown on your brow as you scoot nearer to him in an effort to escape his own wandering hands.

tomioka giyuu

➺ there is a river that bubbles warmly where giyuu lives. it snakes around his house and comes to knock by the engawa with a little wisp of a sound, barely a whisper of trickling water as it goes down its path. it is here that you will find him, legs dipped in the water as he stares into the horizon. he is reticent as always though he is not quiet. not truly ; his little glances and sighs tell you everything you need to know, and the way he lets you pull his head to your shoulder is the picture of ease as the sun ascends to the sky.

kochou shinobu

➺ the scent of wisteria spring never leaves shinobu's estate. it follows her wherever she goes, through the pathways and the mountains and the valley of her dreams. it is supposed to tell her she is safe from demons, that no claw nor fang will touch her when she is vulnerable, but waking up next to you ; there is no greater comfort than this. she must be getting weaker in her resolve — if she dies, she will terribly miss the feel lf your hand on her cheek, you see : the soft smile, the low "good morning," the murmured laughter.

iguro obanai

➺ kaburamaru is likely the one to greet you on your mornings, wrapped peacefully around your arm like a lovely pale ribbon. he seeks warmth, you see, and though obanai is ever-careful to put him to sleep by his side near his bandages in order to prevent him from being squished in your sleep, the lonely snake always finds his way to your side. it's a charming sight, and though obanai won't openly admit how his heart warms at the sight of the two of you wrapped together near him, it wrenches the first little smile of the morning from his lips, and that, he thinks, is enough.

kochou kanae

➺ the sound of humming accompanies kanae's gentle hands as they comb through your hair. she, too, is awake with the dawn and the dew on the grass, and the birds harmonizes with her song as her hands glide down to your cheek, your shoulder, and back to your hair. gentle as glasswork, she presses kisses against your knuckles, and giggles as your lashes flutter open to meet her gaze. the morning is beautiful, but to wake by your side and be mesmerized by your smile the first thing in the morning is even lovelier, indeed.

kanroji mitsuri

➺ there is a fifty-fifty percent chance that you will wake to either the smell of roses and cherry blossoms after the winter, or the smell of pancakes and tea and the sweetest of delicacies wafting from beyond the kitchen door. mitsuri is always torn : on one hand, you are too warm and too cute to leave for food, and on the other, the pleasant surprise on your face whenever she surprises you with breakfast on bed is just the most endearing. either way, the kiss she presses on your cheek and the smile she adorns your way as you start the morning never changes.

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny x reader #kny #demon slayer #tengen uzui #kyoujurou rengoku #gyoumei himejima #sanemi shinazugawa #muichirou tokitou #giyuu tomioka #obanai iguro #kanae kochou #shinobu kochou #mitsuri kanroji #tengen uzui x reader #kyoujurou rengoku x reader #gyoumei himejima x reader #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #muichirou tokitou x reader #giyuu tomioka x reader #obanai iguro x reader #kanae kochou x reader #shinobu kochou x reader #mitsuri kanroji x reader

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i don't know whether to say "damn fucking right" or "no, pray tell, what are you talking about? i am an elegant, dignified young woman that guys should simp for, not otherwise. *sips tea*"

before i sleep: muichirou is a big fucking simp

#🌹 || rozé #wb u babe why u still awake akdkahd #good morning rozieee 🥰🥰

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before i sleep: muichirou is a big fucking simp

#gnight #brin's bullshit ❣️

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xingqiu

― far away from the world in a moment of silence

« notes : fluff ; the dawn atop the highest mountain . "up here, he truly is free, and, with the wind on his hair and the dawn blush on his cheeks — even against the backdrop of the loveliest scenery in teyvat — he is the most beautiful person that you have ever seen."

― xingqiu values his alone time more than anything in the world, though even he admits some things are better off shared with someone you love . »

the cover of the night is the shadow that carresses your figure with a finger to shut lips, eye winked as if a guardian to a secret. there are few millelith in liyue, and even fewer people still crawling in the midnight hours of the eve, and yet, your heart pounds with anxiety as your footsteps hurry into the night.

xingqiu is barely keeping his glee in as he tugs you outside of the harbour, and into the starry fields in front. his hand is cold and his cheeks are red — he is obviously cold, though he offered you his coat minutes ago as you made your silly escape from your mansion. he's too considerate, really, though you suppose it is his fault that you are unprepared tonight, when he dragged you from your sleep with twinkling eyes and an impish smile, and asked you to come with him to a secret place.

you, you whipped, absolute fool, of course, you go.

and, as all things decided prematurely with the impulsive heart, you regret this one so much.

from a distance, the mountain peaks of qingyun seemed so close. impressive, yes, as all of liyue seemed to appeal in your eyes, but not so much so that it matched the height of xingqiu's excitement as he pulled you to the mountains underneath the cover of the night.

however, resting on the top of the mountain itself, your legs weary and your bones about to fall apart were it not for xingqiu's skilled hands massaging your flesh, you think, this is not at all worth it.

your lungs burn and everything hurts. even xingqiu himself, who is accustomed to such grueling physical feats, is affected : cool sweat burns through his red cheeks, and his immaculate hair is in tangles. still, he sports a lovely smile, as he passes you a drink of water, and stands up.

"come on," he encourages, as you take a swig of water. you wince. even that hurts. "we just have to ride the winds and climb the stairs, and then we'll be there."

"ride the winds," you repeat dumbly, and look at where he is pointing at. near the edge, a contained hurricane blasts off and swirls to the top, where a few steps of green glass and emerald light up the night sky with an unnatural hue. "you're telling me we're supposed to ride the wind."

xingqiu nods. his earring jingles against his cheek. "don't worry, it's perfectly safe. aether and everyone else in mondstadt use these to get everywhere."

"but we are in liyue," you mumble, taking his offered hand. "liyue doesn't believe in the winds."

"then believe in me, milady," he says cheekily. you do not even have the luxury of a few seconds to rebuke his teasing formalities with you — cold hands close around yours and tug you in, and you flush madly as xingqiu quietly urges you to wrap your arms around his neck as his glider unfurls in the breeze. they are a majestic thing, blue feathers lined with silver and gems : truly a masterpiece suited for someone such as him, and yet, you find yourself distracted not by those wings, but by the iridescent hue of his eyes as he gazes back at you.

you barely notice your feet leaving ground, and when you do, panic strikes your chest. beneath your feet is the open space, a deadly fall — you hold on tight to xingqiu, pinching your eyes shut, and he chuckles in delight.

"if i fall, i'm going to come back and haunt you until i die," you swear. he laughs again.

finally, blessedly, you feel rock shift underneath your boots, though you keep your eyes shut still. maybe you are afraid the solid ground beneath your feet is merely an illusion, or maybe it is just because xingqiu is quite warm, despite the coolness of his skin, but either way, you find yourself unwilling to step back from his embrace.

"milady," he says. "won't you open your eyes? the ride is over for now, and we have to climb these stairs."

"do i really have to?" you whine, pressing your face deeper into his collar. he smells like old books and tea, a light, misty smell from the mountain, and sweat : he smells very mild and tender and calming. you could sleep here, in his arms, like this — in fact, your very body calls for you to abandon your safety to xingqiu's hands and fall asleep next to his heartbeat, even for a minute.

but he pushes you gently from him, and chuckles at your pout. "we can sleep for a while at the top," he says. "but it's dangerous to fall asleep here, where we may fall to our deaths."

"fall to our deaths." you make a face. leaning by the edge of the floating staircase, you hold your breath as the curvature of the world greets your eyes. there is the clouds and the mountains, and then the abyss, it seems. the night sky is so vast and the constellations are endless, and even down in teyvat, they swallow the darkness down with a teasing, kind glint.

you shudder. "if we fall, it's really the end, huh?"

xingqiu falls silent. "ah, it wouldn't really be proper to say that i will catch you if you fall here, would it?"

"if you catch me, then you'll die, too." you send him a weird look, and he responds with another chuckle. he seems to be in high spirits tonight, though perhaps that is merely from the thrill of the adventure, the adrenaline and the danger and the quiet peace that accompanies your journey up to the heavens.

"then, at least you won't be alone," he reasons.

"cheesy," you scoff, and lightly push on his chest. "let's just get up already. my legs are about to give up."

"of course, of course."

the eternity of hell ends as you reach the shrine perched atop the island. xingqiu huffs as he reaches the last of the stairs and turns to lend you his hand. grateful, you take it and shiver at the coolness of his palm. you are probably cold, too. he smiles bashfully.

"this," you pant, "had better be worth it, xing."

"i believe so," he muses, and tangles your hand with his to lead you to the center of the floating island. there are books piled neatly atop one another on a table by the edge, and you snort amusedly ; no doubt, that xingqiu has read those at least twice over.

"come," he coos. "sit and watch the sunrise with me, milady. let's have a moment of respite from all the heavy climbing we just had, shall we?"

"milady," you repeat, letting the gentle pull of his hand sit you beside him. "we're alone here. you don't have to call me that."

"i know." he props his hands behind him and leans back. you can see clouds on his skin and stardust on his neck — the moon circles the gold of his irises and shimmers prettily. "but i like it. it's like my term of endearment for you."

and then he giggles and you lose yourself in the sound.

"how did you even find this place?" you distract yourself from his laughter on the scenery below. so high up, the world curves beneath your fingertips like a wilting flower in mist and hazy moonlight, and you think, this could be heaven, this could be the afterlife : the insistent silence buzzing in your ears calms your heart and drags lethargy over your veins. a moment of silence, indeed. this place feels so removed from the noise of the world below.

"aether found this and told me about it," he says. you stand up, and his gaze trails you to the end of your tiny world, up here in the clouds. "he said it's the most beautiful sight he's ever seen out of all the worlds he's been to, so i wanted to go see it for myself."

"couldn't you have gone to see it for yourself without me?" you sigh. your legs are still cramping from the treacherous climb up here, and your heart stutters at the numerous times you could have fallen to your death if it weren't for xingqiu's quick reflexes.

"well," he says, standing up to walk to your side. he smiles impishly at you. "a lovely scenery is rather empty if you do not share it with someone you love, isn't it?"

"is it," you murmur back. your eyes are set on the horizon below, where the fire of the sun is starting to spread across the night sky. xingqiu follows your gaze down, and his smile deepens as the spectacle of light and dawn begins right before your eyes.

"it is," he confirms. without looking, his hand finds yours, and his palm is just freezing to the touch, but you don't mind. you squeeze back, and watch the sun ascend to the sky, following a glorious parade of pink and orange and blinding gold clouds. the accents of the sky weave into the strands of xingqiu's air as he stands on tiptoes to peer over the edge. you hold onto his hand tighter, afraid of the fall, but he only smiles at you, and tugs you forward.

you yelp. he laughs, and you are starstruck by the shades of unshackled mirth that lighten his tone. up here, he truly is free, and, with the wind on his hair and the dawn blush on his cheeks — even against the backdrop of the loveliest scenery in teyvat — he is the most beautiful person that you have ever seen.

« ending notes : not sure about how to characterize xingqiu but anyway i love him and i'm big sad that there isn't enough content for him for me to drown in. that is all, thank you. »

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin xingqiu #xingqiu #xingqiu x reader

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one. this is a multifandom writing blog ; i write for the anime/manga "kimetsu no yaiba" and the video game "genshin impact."

two. i write only sfw requests, either fluff, angst, or hurt/comfort. that said, i also write drabbles, headcanons, and character interactions whenever my requests are open.

three. i also write character x character ships, as well as character x reader, whether romantic, platonic or otherwise. however, please limit your requests to only three characters per headcanons, and one character per drabble.

four. i write for all characters in kny, except:

upper moon 4, hantengu

replacement upper moon 4, nakime

upper moon 5, gyokko

lower moon 1, enmu

lower moon 2, rokuro

lower moon 3, wakuraba

lower moon 4, mukago

lower moon 6, kamanue

the unnamed members of the spider family

nezuko (romantically. i will accept platonic requests)

five. i write for all the playable characters in genshin impact, except:

barbara

beidou

keqing

klee (romantically. i will accept platonic requests)

mona

ningguang

qiqi (romantically. i will accept platonic requests)

sucrose

the travelers

« please expect this list to change as i encounter more characters in the game or get them in the gacha »

six. i reserve the right to refuse a request if it makes me uncomfortable, if i'm not inspired after a few weeks of thinking about it, or if i don't think i can write the character very well. i'm very sorry for this.

seven. i sometimes write some uncomfortable stuff for others [tw: yandere, violence, death, suicidal stuff]. i put warnings in bold at the top, in the summary of every fic that i write. please be guided accordingly.

eight. in addition, if i have missed a trigger warning, please tell me so i can add it onto the warnings. thank you very much.

nine. i will not write incest, pedophilia, gore, anything nsfw. i might add to this list later, but for now, that's all i can think of.

#rules #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #genshin impact x reader

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good morning, everyone!!

soo, after a bit of time deliberating (plus peer pressure from my friends), i've decided to make this blog a multifandom blog!! i'm sorry for springing this all on you without prior warning, but well. some things happened, i guess?

anyway!! i'll now be writing for the game genshin impact too!! though, i swear, this time i'll really have to make a rules list, because there are a few characters that i don't think i can write for quite yet. so yeah. i'll be releasing my first genshin fic today, as well as that.

thank you so much for all the support so far 🥰🥰🥰

#kimetsu no yaiba #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #aaaaaa i haven't even thought about writing for anyone else for such a long time i'm kinda scared #i'm not quite as invested in the characters yet #but i just truly love xingqiu #it was love at first sight i love him 😌

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Ok so I just wanted to tell you that I absolutely love, but like LOVE your work. I always feel like I didn't appreciate it enough whenever I finish one of your fic because each and every sentence is just so beautiful and entrancing and I always feel this sort of nostalgia. It's really poetic honestly and I'm in love with your writing style. 1/2

Plus the pacing is always right and the dialogues feel genuine. I just wanted to tell you that what you do is amazing as a way to encourage you! I know writers doesn't get enough credits for all their efforts. please keep writing and doing an amazing job at it!! I really want to be able to write as well as you someday. I think that's all for now. Take care of yourself hun ❣️ 2/2

AAAAA SUGARPIE HONEYBUNCH CANDY SWEET DARLING BABE 😭😭😭😭 thank you so much 😭😭😭😭😭 that's so absolutely sweet i'm gonna melt 😭😭😭😭💕💕💕💕💕💕

thank you very much for taking the time to tell me this!!! i appreciate you so much!!! 💕💕💕 i'm so glad ahahah 😭💕💕💕 idk even how to respond because that's too nice and it's so early in the morning and wtf i'm so happy and it's too nice 😭💕😭💕😭💕

i'll try to do my best!! my friends say i'm probably having a burnout rn, idk what the diff is with writer's block aaa so yeah, i'm trying to take it a bit easy atm 😅😅 but either way, thank you so much for your lovely words!! you really made me happy this morning, thank you!

#brin's cuppa tea ❣️ #aaaa i love you i love you i love you #thank youuu #😭😭💕💕

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aaaaa a morning without rain, how nice not to have shitty internet connection anymore <3

wazzup guys hehe 🧿👄🧿 college just suspended classes for a whole week cuz of the storm 🥳🥳 I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

#brin's bullshit ❣️ #well i heard there was another typhoon coming tho #but it might not landfall #so good #got sooo much stuff wrecked from the previous storm #i didn't know wind could be that terrifying 😔😔 #anw imma finish a commission of sorts first then hopefully write smth #but aaaah i feel the want to write for my bb xingqiu rn :(( #there's soooooooo little content for him it's like that time when i first started simping for mui and there was barely any stuff #watch i'm gonna have 100 fics of xin in a year pfft #oh well #stay safe guys!! #much luvv 💕💕

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yay new blog 🥳🥳

i said i'd create an art blog and derp XD finally

#i'd be really honored if people followed ahaha #probs gonna be more mui #or ocs #or mui and ocs #just mui #🤣🤣🤣 #brin's bullshit ❣️

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first time sleeping together with mui, fluff?

story granted! hehe <3

thank you for requesting, and i’m super sorry for the late response!! i hope you like it though 💖💖 have a lovely day / night!! 🥰🥰

#brin's cuppa tea ❣️

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tokitou muichirou

― when the night sleeps and the stars are awake

« notes : fluff ; the first night together . "in your arms, he can almost delude himself that he is home — or maybe he is. or maybe it does not matter as long as you hold him tight and never let go like this."

― tokitou muichirou is used to the cold — to be a demon slayer is a cold and weary job ; but whenever he finds warmth, he cherishes it with all his heart. »

in the night where the earth is supposedly asleep, the garden you tend to in front of the engawa of muichirou's mansion blooms wildly. instead of sunlight, the petals that glow from your touch seem to reach for the moonlight, and through dappled leaves and tree branches, they glimmer in the night.

your lullaby is equal parts haunting and lovely. tonight, there is no hint of a cloud or constellation ; the night sky looks endless and infinite, a void of darkness so wide it could have swallowed the world whole right before his eyes, and there would be no way of differentiating it from the shadows of the street.

tonight, when there are no distractions in the sky, muichirou's eyes are drawn to you.

you crouch in front of the bushes, back turned to him, lost in your own world. there is a certain sort of gentleness that fits your hands like a glove while you tend to the plants; "they're just like people, too," you told him before. "they should be handled with care and love."

he rises. his footsteps ring like a heavy tune across the wood, through the dirt, ruining the peaceful melody that you have painstakingly weaved in this garden. you tilt your head and blink ; the smile you wear is familiar and bright.

"what are you doing?" he asks. the hem of your sleeve brushes the ground. "it's late."

"you can sleep first, if you want, muichirou-kun," you say, lashes lowering to glance lovingly at those plants. a twinge of envy tugs at his heartstrings. "you neglect your garden too much, you know? there's weeds all over."

he crouches beside you, shoulder-to-shoulder, arm-to-arm. it's cooler here, where you sit, but somehow warmer too. "why does it matter?"

"your plants will die if you don't take the weeds out." your words punctuated with a grunt as you pull on a plant, and leave it near your foot. he stares. your humming continues once again.

"they're just plants."

"maybe," you drawl. "maybe not. anyway, aren't you sleepy yet, muichirou-kun?"

he looks up at you and finds it hard to turn away. your forehead is glinting with sweat and moonlight condense, your hair a messy halo around your head. you seem tired and you seem radiant and the way the light hits your eyes looks like the flower petals you seem to love so much.

"muichirou-kun?"

he blinks.

"ah," he says, and nothing more. you giggle, plucking through the cool breeze with sounds of percussion ringing through. the sound is alluring, and he tilts his head to focus on the sound and your warmth and your arm brushing against his as you laugh.

"i'm tired now, too," you sigh. "i'll just have to wake up early to finish this before i go, i guess."

"you're going?" the words escape his lips pathetically before he can reason with himself. of course, you will be going — this is not your home. the logical side of his mind cries, but he remains stubbornly staring at you in plea, anyway.

"tomorrow," you assure, and stand up. he remains on the ground looking up, and from here, he thinks, you seem so assured and untouchable – but then you reach a hand out to help him, and the vision shatters into fragments. something about your touch is just so electrifying.

"i don't have a spare futon," he says as you tug him to follow you inside the mansion is empty and eerily quiet. "i think."

"no?" you head over to your stuff laid haphazardly in the corner of the room and take a cleaner yukata in your hands. the sigh you let out merges with your chuckle. "that's expected. i can just sleep on the ground, though. no worries."

you leave, and with your absence, you take with you the only distraction muichirou had. his room is barely lit with a dripping candle, and in this empty silence, the feel of your touch lingers on his hands. he raises them to the light and contemplates the sticky feel of butterflies in his stomach that won't go away. he doesn't know if he wants it to stay or leave. it's distracting. he wants more of you until he's drowning in this fluttering sensation forever.

but it's distracting.

when you return, he has made up his mind.

"sleep with me," he says, with the wide eyes and pouted lips that you can never say no to. "we can fit together."

it's a tight fit, but your body is warm next to his, so much so that it leaves him breathless. every unconscious brush of your skin against his is electrifying, and dazedly, he wonders if you feel the same exhilarating butterflies, the same heat and fire and simmered longing in your bones.

it'd be unbearable if it didn't feel so pleasantly warm.

"muichirou-kun?"

your voice sounds sleepy, so near he could feel the vibrations underneath his fingertips. he turns to you and in the darkness finds your eyes already gazing at him fondly.

"what?"

"can't sleep?"

"huh?" he shifts. through the window, the moon hangs low in the sky, and if he squints, he thinks he can see the kiss of dawn blush in the dark. "but it's only been a few seconds."

"has it?" you yawn, and there is no space between the two of you, but you manage to draw closer and drape your arm around his shoulders, tugging him close to your chest.

his breath stops. the fingers that brush through his hair are soft, gentle as summer-rain and cloud, streaming quietly alongside a light lullaby; curiously, the smell of roses and lavender seem to linger in the air, despite the early arrival of winter winds knocking on the windows. in your arms, he can almost delude himself that he is home — or maybe he is. or maybe it does not matter as long as you hold him tight and never let go like this.

your heartbeat is quick and light like a hummingbird's wings.

"your heart's racing," he comments lightly, nuzzling his head against your collar. you bury your face in his hair.

"it is?"

"yeah." he marvels at the sound like the first time he has seen the sky, the stars, the vastness of the world. all the wonder and excitement he felt seems gathered in your arms tonight.

"i guess it is," you murmur. "it's the only way it knows how to express happiness, after all."

he looks up. the moonlight smiles on you and brings out the color of your eyes in vivid detail ; you look ethereal, like a god who visits in the night to steal his breath away. and yet your touch is very, very humane.

"you're happy?" he asks.

you press your forehead against his and chuckle. the sleepiness in your gaze is replaced by endearing affection, and you chase away his wide-eyed childish surprise with a peck to his nose. "of course. i'm holding the one i love in my arms, after all."

"you love me?" he asks again.

you fall silent at the unexpected confession, but in the eternity that passes, muichirou waits with bated breath as a litany of emotions pass through your face. embarrassment, doubt, hesitation ; then another expression breaks through, and it drowns all others with its intensity.

"yeah," you breath, holding his cheek in your palm. his chest feels so warm, giddy like never before. "i love you, muichirou-kun."

he hides his face in your chest to hide his smile. it's not often that muichirou smiles — there's rarely ever a need to smile or show pleasure. but with you, sometimes, it feels like all he does is smile.

"i love you, too."

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