Hi!! i was wondering if I could request headcannons with inosuke who has a s/o who acts like a bird, in the same sense he acts like a boar? She wears one of those plague bird mask-y things, and kinda acts really weird? Thank you!! (sorry if that didn't make sense)
It’s war.
It’s war between you two. He’ll definitely try to pull off the mask off your head. Since you’re a bird he’ll call you a chicken rather than any bird.
He wants to fight you every time he see’s you. “[mispronounce name] fight !” “Scared !? Of course you are ! You’re a chicken !!”
Aside from rivalry, he thinks it’s nice you have the same problem such as himself. It makes him feel less of a freak.
That’s when everything happens, he’ll start coming around and start spending more time with you and ask questions. Please don’t tell him you know how to fly.. the boar will actually-
Surprisingly you’re smarter than him. It makes him sulk, that he doesn’t know how to read or write.
It pisses him off when people talk low on you. He’ll start a fight, no hesitation.
He’ll wash your mask, but without your supervision he’ll play with your mask.
You two scare the others (not Zentisu, Tanjiro and Nezuko.) but the people who don’t know you two are. Maybe even get dirty stares. It doesn’t seem to bother you.
The boy was in shock when you two had a dual and you had him tackled to the ground. He demanded for another rematch.
“Do you eat worms ?”
That was the question you had received when first meeting each other. You had gaven him that ‘tf ??’ look. “Uh-no...”
Tanjiro has to be the one to keep you guys in check, mainly making sure that you guys aren’t at each other’s throats...
Inosuke loves how you’re strong and can take of yourself, but dislikes how you made him burnt food, he doesn’t even know if that’s food.
Besides the food and arguments he likes your personality even though it’s odd. He still likes you.
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Honey, I'm about to throw hands with that anon 😤 to the absolute sweetheart that doesn't have the courage to send hate off anon, let me tell you: you are the garbage human here to send hate to people instead of doing something good with your life. But I won't go as low as you to tell you to slit your wrists. I just hope you know that inciting suicide is a crime and not morally correct of all. So, next time you bother this queen, keep in mind that you could be doing something way more productive
aahhh sorry i usually don’t do part twos i always do try and do one if its requested but i specifically set up Never The One to be a one and done heartbreaker :(
request: hello!! would it be possible to have a one shot where tanjiro is sick but still insists on going for a mission but ends up overexerting himself and gets saved by his s/o or another demon slayer and he wakes up to an angry and concerned reader! thank you so much!❤️ - @yourfavoritedarling
genre: fluff
genderneutral reader
You had already picked up the difference of Tanjiro’s attitude the moment he woke up from his slumber. The graceful smile never faltered, laughing waving his hand. The red hue of his delicate cheeks and messy redhair. “I’m fine, [name].” His voice came out husky, sniffling.
You shook your head, sighing. “That doesn’t sound like your fine. Maybe you should stay here for today.” You suggested
“No, no I have a mission today.” He argued, in hopes you could let him off the hook just for today.
Yeah. There’s no way in hell you’re gonna let the sick boy leave for this mission. He can’t even smell out of his nose nor keep his balance, he looks like a walking corpse. He’s going to comeback worse or pass out during the trip.
Groaning, crossing your arms over your chest, “You’re definitely gonna become a demons dinner. You can’t smell out of your nose.”
“Go back to your room and laid down. I’ll go make you some hot soup.”
Tanjiro cupped your cheeks placing his chapped lips against her forehead. Gasping from the sudden action. Running out, waving his hand. “Bye, sweetheart, I’ll see you later.”
Whipping her head towards the young boys direction, eyebrow twitching. “Tanjiro ! Get back here !” Shouting watching his form disappear. Groaning once again pinching the bridge of your nose. A exhaustion sigh escaped your lips, walking away to your room to throw on your slayer uniform.
After a few hours of searching for your sick boyfriend, worry started to bundle up in your chest eyebrows knitted together looking every part of the maze forest. Looking behind the last tree, sighing in relief.
There he was, your sick partner passed out against a tree breathing heavily sweat dripping off his chin. Shaking your head slightly putting his arm over your shoulders and lifting him up.
Getting back, Tanjiro felt his head on something soft and comforting, fluttering his eyes opened looking up at his angered-girlfriend who’s currently stirring a bowl of fresh made hot soup, he nervously chuckled, trying to change the burning atmosphere of your anger. “Hi, darling. Feeling okay ?”
You snorted rolling your eyes. “Don’t call me that. Next time don’t go off running, you’ve almost gave me a heart attack.” Grumbling cheeks flushed with the color of red
Tanjiro nodded, chuckling sitting up. He felt very lightheaded when doing so. You placed the spoon against his lips. “Eat something hot and go to sleep.”
Allowing you to feed him, waving his hand letting you know to stop for a moment. “What’s wrong ? Does it not taste good ? Or are you full already ?” You questioned arching an eyebrow setting down the spoon into the bowl
“Neither ! I just wanted to say, I love you.” He beamed. Your lips quivered, trying not to smile with pink hue dusting your cheeks
“Yeah, Yeah. I love you too, idiot. Now keep eating so you can get some rest.”
Night fell and Tanjiro had fallen asleep a few hours ago. You sat onto the wooden floor in the dim room as the moonlight shined outside the window. Sighing as you laid next to the sleeping male, running your fingers through his hair, a soft smile rested onto your lips, before being placed on his temple.
Wrapping your arms around his frame bringing him closer, listening to him breathe, resting your forehead against his clothed shoulder drifting off to sleep.
To say that the relationship you had with Levi was odd would be an understatement, absolutely no one knew what you meant to each other and neither did the two of you. It seemed you two always balanced pretty nicely on the line of being close and being more than friends.
Despite the way you two acted with each other, you never got together. It was a little bit of an unspoken rule, to never cross that line, even though your chest ached for it most times. You never wanted to get involved, at least not while you were in the middle of a war, you wanted your head clear and keep your fantasies away from the possibility of death.
But even though those words were repeated like a mantra in your head you couldn't help yourself, imagining the good life you could have with Levi once the war was over or never existed in the first place, replaying all the moments that made your stomach flutter before bed. You always figured that you and him would end up together, that Levi was waiting for the same reasons and that as soon as everything had calmed down he would want to be with you.
But it seems as though you hadn’t separated reality from fantasy as well as you thought.
Having just entered the mess hall your eyes immediately looked for your group, finding Hange first. Knowing you all sat together you looked next to her, seeing Levi… with his arm around another woman's shoulder.
Your body froze, feeling like you’d just been thrown out in the snow. As you stared at the two you realized weren’t upset, there were no tears or the need to scream, no you just felt hurt. Hurt as those sweet memories turned bittersweet, hurt as you stood there feeling numb.
What hurt the most was how pretty she was, even from where you were standing you could see how perfect she was, how cute she looked while laughing at something Levi said, how she had things you never would.
Finding the strength to turn around was one of the most painful things you’d ever had to do, because while it hurt to stand there and watch another woman have something you had waited to have for so long walking away was accepting it. Levi wasn’t yours anymore, that maybe he never was yours, and that every sweet moment shared now made you feel wrong and disgusted with yourself.
So ever step away made your heart sink further and your eyes feel heavier, the feeling of numbness setting in further.
To say that the relationship you had with Levi was odd would be an understatement, absolutely no one knew what you meant to each other and neither did the two of you. It seemed you two always balanced pretty nicely on the line of being close and being more than friends.
Despite the way you two acted with each other, you never got together. It was a little bit of an unspoken rule, to never cross that line, even though your chest ached for it most times. You never wanted to get involved, at least not while you were in the middle of a war, you wanted your head clear and keep your fantasies away from the possibility of death.
But even though those words were repeated like a mantra in your head you couldn't help yourself, imagining the good life you could have with Levi once the war was over or never existed in the first place, replaying all the moments that made your stomach flutter before bed. You always figured that you and him would end up together, that Levi was waiting for the same reasons and that as soon as everything had calmed down he would want to be with you.
But it seems as though you hadn’t separated reality from fantasy as well as you thought.
Having just entered the mess hall your eyes immediately looked for your group, finding Hange first. Knowing you all sat together you looked next to her, seeing Levi… with his arm around another woman's shoulder.
Your body froze, feeling like you’d just been thrown out in the snow. As you stared at the two you realized weren’t upset, there were no tears or the need to scream, no you just felt hurt. Hurt as those sweet memories turned bittersweet, hurt as you stood there feeling numb.
What hurt the most was how pretty she was, even from where you were standing you could see how perfect she was, how cute she looked while laughing at something Levi said, how she had things you never would.
Finding the strength to turn around was one of the most painful things you’d ever had to do, because while it hurt to stand there and watch another woman have something you had waited to have for so long walking away was accepting it. Levi wasn’t yours anymore, that maybe he never was yours, and that every sweet moment shared now made you feel wrong and disgusted with yourself.
So ever step away made your heart sink further and your eyes feel heavier, the feeling of numbness setting in further.
thank you guys sm for the support on my recent fics !!! it makes me happy to see people are enjoying them <3 but for the next few days i’ll be pretty busy with some stuff so i won’t be on too much but after that my schedule is pretty clear so send in some requests if you have any so i can work on them over my break <3
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