#(just found my least favorite hashira)

[moumouton4]

How bout a longing sex with aged Muichiro x reader,after being parted for so long , finally they were able to be together one day, ?

Thank you Miri~ lots of ❤️ love and support~can i be your anonymous

person ?🧡

Hungry For You || Muichiro Tokito x fem!reader

A/n : Hello my dear anon ! I made you wait so long for this but here it is ! And of course you can become my anonymous person 😍 that sounds lovely / gen. your support means a lot 💚💙

A/n 2 : Muichiro is aged up like all the characters y'all read for and write for from other mangas such as Mha, Assassination Classroom, Gambling School, Tokyo Revengers... so if anyone comes here and complain bro I'mma take the first plane and find you because you've been warned 👀 ( yes it's the same thing from last time 😂 )

Summary : Your respective mission had left you lustful and hungry for each other. Now it's time to fuck make love

Warnings : mention of erection, dry humping, oral fem!receiver, penetrative sex, cockwarming, Muichiro is aged up, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

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Word count : 1830

You could feel tingles running all over your body as you walked across the dimly lit path. It’s been 3 months since you had set foot in the Demon Slayer Headquarter. It felt so strange, almost like a dream, to be here again. As if the last demon you and your comrades fought, had been keeping you for so long you don’t even remember how this place looked like. Hopefully no one got harmed, and that’s why you were there slowly walking throughout the bamboo forest to reach your cozy little place.

There wasn't that little pep in your step as you walked there though. You knew no one would be there to welcome you in. Indeed the Mist Hashira, who was for the past 2 years your boyfriend, was called on an important mission a month before you even got called for yours. Again the tingles made themselves be known as they distracted you from your original thoughts.

You were wet, you could feel it and it annoyed you to no end. But at least now, in the privacy of your own place you knew you could indulge in those self intimate touches you refrained from the past 3 months ago. You wondered how Muichiro was holding on his side. You wondered if he would simply forget about the desires he used to have when he was with you. Or if he was longing as much for you as you did him.

Soon enough you reached your front door. You dug your hands in your pockets before fishing your keys. But as you were about to slide them in the lock you felt as if the weather shifted behind you. A shiver ran down your spine as you gulped. What this-

It was almost faint, but you certainly heard that. Your name, softly being called. You turned around fully knowing who was talking to you. But you didn’t even have time to meet his gaze when you found yourself pinned on your door by a strong and lean body. You breathed in his scent almost at the same time he did it too. No words were needed as his mouth collided with yours. His hand trailed down along your exposed arm before he took your keys and opened the door himself.

Once the door was open, he gripped your waist to pull you against him. Your tongues were still sensually exploring each other's mouths as he wrapped your legs around his waist. You gasped in his mouth as you felt his bulge through all the layers of clothes he was wearing. It seems to have amused him because his other hand went to your lower back and pulled out even closer against his groin.

He didn’t waste any second to make his way to your room. The darkness of the place nor the walls prevented him from leading you to his favorite place to make love with you - well favorite legal place because apparently having sex in the meadow isn’t. In front of the bed, he set you there gently but you didn’t want to let go. Your arms and legs tightened around him and he lost balance, falling right on top of you. A soft huff escaped both of you as his weight pinned you to the bed. He slowly started to grind on you as if he couldn't help but indulge in this fantasy before everything really started.

Breathlessly you looked up at him. It was the first time in 4 months that you met his eyes, and they didn’t look at all like back then. His azur orbs once looked calm, almost tired as he made his departure but now they were burning holes into yours. As if a wildfire was trapped in them, he was lusting after you. It felt more than a simple desire, he needed to have you wrapped around him. He needed you now.

But Muichiro being himself, didn’t want to do things halfway, so he slowly disentangled himself from you while leaving a trail of burning kissing along the skin that was showing on your neck and collarbone. Then he went to your pants and slowly pushed them down. Little did you know that each time he drank something while he was away, he tried to imagine it was your sweet essence - well in the last weeks it wasn't even on purpose - so now he wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste.

As he pulled everything out of the way of his meal you. You could feel the cold air hit your soaking warm cunt. But you didn’t even have time to ponder on the subject as you felt his tongue slowly, as if tentatively lick your sweetness. You threw your head back as he dived deeper. His nose was teasing your clit as he tried to gather as much of your essence on his tongue - yes he is the kind who pushes his tongue inside you. Your hands gripped his hair, you couldn’t help your body from twitching, your legs even tried to close. But his strong hands prevented them from moving further. When he looked up at you with his chin glistening with your wetness you saw it in his gaze, he wasn't planning on stopping before he tasted you fully. So he didn’t. And he lapped at high speed eager to be finally able to relish in everything you were able to give.

Your body arched as you came all over his mouth. His tongue slowed its pace to guide you throughout your orgasm. He only stopped his ministration when you were perfectly clean. Then he went back to your mouth before whispering in a husky voice “It’s like you taste even better now” ( what did you thought he was going to talk with his mouth full 😂 )

While his attention was now directed at your top, because he wanted to give your breasts some attention too, your hands started wandering down towards his pants. You successfully managed to pull it down. But as you were about to grab his throbbing need he stopped you “I prefer we skip this tonight”

When you looked back at his face you could see he was red, way more flustered by this one sentence by everything that happened before. Seriously, you didn’t even blame him. You came so fast, he surely preferred to- “I’d rather do it while I’m inside you”

Now you were blushing. But you knew he wanted to share this feeling with you. So you lied back down and let him free your breasts as he positioned himself on top of your. You couldn’t help but admire his strong and muscular chest as he took off the upper part of his outfit.

Once bare as the day he was born, he slowly aligned himself with your entrance. As the tip slowly parted your folds, his arms wrapped tightly around you, as if you’d slip from his grip if he didn’t hold you securely. With a controlled and deliberated thrust he slowly pushed his length inside your tight warmth. A Low moan escaped his lips as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. His hips were pressed flush against your as he bottomed out. Your nails, ready to dig in the skin of his arms and back as soon as he would pick up the speed. But for now he seemed to enjoy the slowness of his motions. As if he wanted to reconnect with you first before fucking you mercilessly.

He started to slowly thrust in and out after a moment of adapting to the tighten you provided him. As if any more movements were likely to push him over the edge. After nipping and sucking bites and hickeys on the tender flesh of your neck, he finally looked at you as if he tried to reassure himself that he was indeed capable of going faster without spilling so fast.

The room filled with the familiar scent of sex as well as your bodies colliding. You pulled him in for a kiss and to your surprise he bit your bottom lip. Now that was unexpected but not unpleasant. You rolled your hips to meet his increasing thrusts, but by the twitching of his shaft you could tell he was close. And you knew he knew because his hand slides between your bodies. His fingers eagerly sought your clit, and once he did he just bullied it - yeah just like he did Tanjiro back then but that time it was with the word lmao - he wanted to make you come again. The mere thought of the feeling of your walls tightening and milking him as you released was enough to push him over the edge. But he held on.

His breath was ragged as he dragged his cock in and out of you. He pulled out all the way but the tip before slamming back into the point of making you see stars. Feeling you starting to tighten around him was his cue and he sped the rhythm of his fingers. Soon after he harshly pressed his hips into yours as he filled your awaiting cut with his seed. You came just after, right on time to milk the remaining semen from his throbbing cock.

At this point he would usually pull out and bring you a fresh cloth to freshen up but this time when you looked up at him he looked unsure, as if he wanted to ask something he didn’t know he was allowed to or not. So you took the matter into your own hands “C-could you stay inside for the night please ? I really missed you and-” but he cut you “Of course, everything for you” you could hear a sigh escaping his now red lips as if you lifted a weight off his shoulders “I’ll stay inside you all night”

With that he gently pulled the cover over your entwined bodies. He helped you get comfortable on the bed before he slightly changed your position. Going from him on top of you as he is spooning you, while facing each other. His softened length inside you, a tangible symbol of how much you longed for each other in the time you spent apart.

“Is this okay ? Do you need anything ?” he said softly. Even if he used to forget a lot of things, those questions were from the ones he never got to forget about. You shook your head, tired, after all everything was perfect and you couldn’t ask for more.

Now all you thought about was getting some rest after your missions, if you only knew that the next morning he was going to wake you up with gentle thrusts of his hard on inside your princess parts, you would have thought twice, because now you ain’t going anywhere from this bed until he decides so.

#demon slayer #demon slayer imagine #demon slayer smut #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaibe imagine #kimetsu no yaiba smut #muichirro tokito #muichiro tokito x reader #muichiro tokito imagine #muichiro tokito smut #muichiro x reader #muichiro smut #request #smut #miri-writes

[melancholymetropolis]

Revenge pt. 1

synopsis: Y/N is Tengen's fourth wife and a Hashira in training. After a sudden turn of events, she decides to leave her home and divorce her partner(s). Not before enacting revenge.

pairings: Tengen Uzui x Reader

genre(s): Hurt, No Comfort

warning: ANGST. neglect. crying. mention of dead parents. Lying. Insults. whining. betrayal. favoritism. mention of depression. minor grammar mistakes

w.c : 1.6k

I didn’t know he was married.

Not until after he proposed to me.

Tengen Uzui had three wives and no one told me.

Not the master, not the other Hashira, who I considered my colleagues— no one.

But, I didn’t let the new knowledge deter me. I still loved him with everything I had, so I decided to marry him. I became his fourth wife. A title I grew to tolerate over time. Hina, Suma, and Makio were darling women. They always managed to make me feel loved. Invited me to missions and helped with personal errands. I grew fond of them. They comforted me when my parents died from a demon attack and encouraged me to take a break from slaying. They stood by my side during my grieving process and even hit Tengen when he was being insensitive. As time went on, I managed to fall in love with them as well. 

The five of us grew to be a family and I couldn’t be any happier.

“I’m home!” I yelled from the door, tossing my weapons to the side.

I waited for the familiar pater of multiple pairs of feet rushing my way, but nothing ever came. I slipped off my shoes and walked into the home. I peeked my head into every room, hoping to catch a glimpse of at least one of my wives, but the estate seemed to be empty. Even the servants had seemed to disappear, which made my heart beat quicken. Worry stripped through my being as I checked the outside perimeter of the house. I gazed at the nearby trees and looked for any abnormal footprints in the snow— there weren’t any. I didn’t find any pools of blood or piles of flesh anywhere on the estate, so I ruled out a possible demon attack. But that left me with more questions than answers; where did everyone go and why was the house so goddamn quiet?

After spending the last hour or so raking through the possible answers to that question, I decided to take bath to ease my nerves. I unbuttoned my uniform and allowed the clothes to fall in a heap by the entrance. I eased into the water and practically moaned from the way it graced my skin. I leaned against the edge of the giant tub and stretched out my arms. My fingertips brushed against something coarse, completely catching me off guard. I looked over to the pile of towels nearby and saw something hidden underneath. It had been a diary. It belonged to Sumi. I eyed the book, carefully considering if I should invade her privacy. But, then I thought back to all the times Suma would snoop through my room and “borrow” my accessories. I guess it was my time to shine.

I flipped through a few pages, lazily skimming random sentences. 

Tengen is so handsome!

I love it when he wears his hair down.

He looks so good when he’s shirtless.

EVEN HIS SCARS ARE ATTRACTIVE 

I chuckled at that line. “This girl is down bad for her husband, how cute,” I said aloud.

Just when I decided that I had seen enough, I found my name at the start of a new page, in a sentence I never expected to see.

I wish Tengen would’ve never married Y/N.

Shock pierced through me, but I continued to read the entry.

I don’t know what she sees in her. She pretends like she’s some sort of queen or something. She walks around with her head held high and her chest puffed out. Kinda like she owns the place. Lord Tengen calls it confidence, but I think it’s arrogance. When I train with her, she doesn’t ever give me words of encouragement like everyone else. She simply tells me that I would “eventually get the hang of it” or to “better luck next time”. She never compliments me on anything and makes me feel like I’m doing everything wrong. She doesn’t give me hugs or cuddle me after we have sex. I asked Makio and Hina about it. I had to see if I was truly going insane. And they agree— Y/N is a horrible wife. She barely cooks and refuses to do anything but train. From sun up to sun down, this woman is training. Maybe she thinks that training will bring her parents back or something—

I closed the book before I could see more. I tossed it to the side and simply closed my eyes. I paused for a moment and attempted to gather my thoughts. 

Suma didn’t like me. 

And, according to her, neither did Makio and Hina. 

I was a horrible wife because I didn’t show physical affection or give her compliments. To say that statement pissed me off was an understatement. I hated being touched, at least without consent. Whilst living a plus-size body, I noticed that many saw my flesh as some sort of playground. They would point and squeeze on my rolls. Jiggle the fat underneath my arms and slap my ass without giving it a second thought. Strangers viewed me as if I were a dough ball and manhandled me as result. So, with that being said, I was not too fond of Sumi randomly hugging me whenever she had a meltdown. She would bury her face right into my breasts and wrap her arms around me so tight it was almost hard to breathe. As much as I tried to get used to it, I found myself detesting the action altogether. I tried to let her down lightly in the beginning, but she would just cry harder. Hold me tighter and make me even more uncomfortable. And, as for compliments, I was never really given any growing up with my parents. They would simply tell me “no, that’s not how you do it” or “yes, you finally got it right”. They never said “you’re an amazing fighter” or “you’re improving every day”. So, whenever I would try to complement Suma it always came out a little awkward.

What pissed me off about the entry was I had told Sumi about this, before the date it was written. I told them all about my trauma and my rocky relationship with my parents. I made myself an open book to my spouses and that was how they repaid me. 

I washed my exhausted being and excited the bathhouse. I placed the diary back under the pile of towels and attempted to put the contents to the very back of my mind. I slipped into my favorite pajama set and tucked myself into bed. It didn’t take long for sleep to wash over me, since I already had a long day.

I was in a state between consciousness and unconsciousness when they stumbled in. I could feel the gentle moonlight sitting on my brown skin. The night breeze made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and shivers spilled down my spine. Yet, I refused to fully wake from my slumber. Something was pushing me to remain silent and half-sleep. I could hear their hushed voices bouncing off the wood walls. Their footsteps grow louder and louder as they grew closer to my room. The door was pushed open, creaking loudly from the action. 

“Suma!” Makio hissed quietly. “Must you be so goddamn loud?”

“I’m sorry!” She whisper-yelled. “I just wanted to see if she was asleep.”

“Well,” Hina started, pausing for a minute. “She has that purple thing on her head, so she must be.”

“It’s called a “bonnet”, Hina,” Makio corrected. “She’s wearing her bonnet.”

“Well, she only wears her bonnet to sleep so. . .” Hina trailed off.

“So, she’s asleep,” Suma chimed in.

“Yes,” Makio said.

“That’s a relief,” Suma sighed. “I am not in the mood to hear her boring travel stories, anyway.”

“Ain’t that the truth?” Hina mumbled.

“Come on, guys,” Makio tried to lighten the mood. “They aren’t as bad. And, Sumi you don’t get to judge. You suck at almost everything!”

“Shut it, Makio,” the younger wife countered. “You’re just trying to be nice because Y/N always gives you the best gifts.”

“Well. . .”  Makio trailed off.

“It’s because she’s so easy to please,” Hina added. “All you have to do is give her some kind of weapon and Makio is putty in your hands.”

“Hey!” She hissed. “That’s not true!”

“If it weren’t for those gifts, you’d hate Y/N as much as I do,” Suma added.

A silence amongst the three women and a tear rolled down my cheek.

“How about. . . we just get back to Lord Tengen?” Hina broke the silence. “I’m sure the bath is ready now.”

The room door closed and I lazily opened my eyes. I had spent too much time here. I had gotten comfortable. These women didn’t see me as their wife, nor did they see me as their equal. Their little conversation was just confirmation of what Suma wrote in her diary— they despised me to varying degrees. Hina seemed to tolerate me, while Suma just outright admitted she hated me. Makio just liked me for what I could give her. It was sad because I knew Tengen would enable them. Make excuses for them and neglect my emotions. It didn’t matter how much he loved me, he still loved them first and they were his priority. No matter how mad I was at that moment, I couldn’t act on impulse. Tengen would smell it right away. He would pay extra attention to me, which would make it harder to leave. I needed him to resume the hierarchy he partook in, so I could come up with a conducive plan. 

I could no longer be with someone as flamboyant as him. 

It was too much for me.

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Smut in the next part.

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Masterlist Part 2

#uzui tengen #lord tengen #kny #kny tengen #kny fandom #kny fanfic #tengen x you #tengen x reader #tengen x y/n #tengen x wives x reader #betrayal prompt #trauma #uzui x y/n #uzui family #kny uzui #sumi uzui #hina uzui #makio uzui #chubby reader #x chubby reader #chubby!reader #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #polyamory #polycule #suma tengen #black reader

[levihanskid]

asking the hashiras to braid their hair for the first time part 2

- you're the newest hashira and you try to befriend everyone by asking the hashiras to braid their hair ft: giyuu, sanemi, tengen cw: just (platonic) fluff a/n: so sorry it took time i was busy the past week ;-; also thanks for the love on part 1 i hope you enjoy this one too! <3

part 1

Giyuu

"why do you want to braid my hair"

guy doesn't admit it but he's giggling and kicking from happiness on the inside

he's glad when you said the reason why you want to braid his hair was to befriend him

cause that doesn't happen often

he's very awkward and nervous about it

he'd sit upright and stiff like a bonsai

dude relax i won't cut your hair at least not today

his hair may look spiky but it's actually not that bad, it's got some tangles but soft

you'll try to talk to him but his response are so short and found it hard answering some questions

you figured it's just because he's shy and introverted to you decide to just ask him yes or no questions

he appreciated that you understood how he felt and the way you respect him by skipping to another topic when he does want to answer a question

after the braiding session he asked you one question that surprised you a bit

"what's your favorite food?"

confused, but you answer him anyway

out of all questions he could ask why did he choose to ask you that

"so we could get along"

he said that in a tiny voice and immediately left without looking

you found that very endearing and thought that it might be his way of befriending someone

next time you met, he definitely brought you your favorite food

he'd stand in front of you with the food almost shoved into your face and he's like "here 🧍🏻‍♂️"

Sanemi

‌"why tf would i let you braid my hair?"

‌would decline you for weeks but you still persist on doing it

‌after some time he'd finally give in telling you how you're so stubborn and annoying

‌but deep inside it's because he's kinda jealous of how you get along with the others

‌he doesn't like the fact that after every hashira meeting, everyone would go home with braided hair except for him (ik their meetings are like twice a year but ignore that)

‌you cannot tell me this guy doesnt use gel to keep his hair spiky

‌at first you were unsure if you'd comb his hair bcs he might get mad but he'd notice your hesitation and would hand it to you himself

‌surprisingly patient

‌he'd sit there with his palm resting on his chin

‌but if you try and start a conversation he'll go "shut up and finish what you're doing"

ok 🧍🏻

so you two sit there in awkward silence (at least for you it was)

some minutes passed, you notice a dog approach sanemi

where did that dog come from

you asked him if it was his, he answered you (to your surprise) and said it wasn't and he just feeds it whenever he can

you leg out an "aww that's cute" and dude got flustered

"sHUT UP! ARE YOU DONE YET? I'M LEAVING"

no you were not. you were just about to tie it

so you tried to pull him back down

but you yanked his hair a bit harder than it should be which caused him to fall butt first

"i am so dead" you thought to yourself

you quickly tied his braided hair and he marched off with steam coming out of his ear

expect him trying to get back to you the next time you meet

Tengen

‌"i'd like to believe i've got the best hair among all the hashiras. so you may braid my hair. but be sure to make it flashy!"

‌y'all know how steve harrington from stranger things have a secret hairspray for his hair? tengen has something like that as well.

‌his hair is have so much volume and soft and bouncy

‌he's such a narcissist tho

‌like the guy's god complex is huuuuge

thinks you're doing this as a service because he's some kind of god

‌he'd talk about his flashy lifestyle, how he takes care of his hair, his skin, how he's got three wives, everything

‌"you've got three wives?!"

‌not that he doesn't seem to be the type to have more than one spouse, it's just the first time you met someone like that

‌he would boast about them and talk about how pretty, sexy, and flamboyantly skilled fighters they all are

‌would constantly ask "are you done yet?" not because he's impatient but bcs he's excited to see what you did

‌like sIR CAN YOU NOT RUSH

is the type to use a mirror to look at how you're doing with his hair

after minutes you finally finished braiding

guy was so amazed he asked you to be his official hairstylist

"yOU SHOULD BE MY PERSONAL HAIRSTYLIST! KEEP MY HAIR LOOKING FLASHY ALL THE TIME"

he told you that he'll introduce you to his wives so you could braid their hairs too

so he did. literally the next day he invited you to his place

the girls were so nice to you and told you how much they liked tengen's hair when he went home

suma immediately asked you to do her hair

the four of you ended up forming a circle braiding each other's hair

‌

#kny #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #hashira #demon slayer headcanons #kny headcanons #tengen headcanons #uzui tengen #tomioka giyuu #shinazugawa sanemi

[n0n-sen-se]

Hello! 👋 I just recently found your blog and I absolutely love the way you write and I can't get enough of the wonderful headcanons you come up with ! I was wondering if you could expand on the idea of mitsuri with a female reader that is highly into feminine things and absolutely adores her (so basically someone like mitsuri liking mitsuri lol) thank you and keep up the good work 👍

(sobbing-!) thank you! and yess,Yes. I. Can. Fem!reader and mitsuri-? being girlfriends-? would be everything!

𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 ♡ 𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬!

includes ;; mitsuri x fem!reader content ;; fluff. a/n ;; can i just say here that mitsu has my entire heart? also these hcs are really sweet(?)

☆☆☆ # mitsuri kanroji !

first off- you two being so similar will definitely attract her to you. she finally has someone she can be comfortable with and talk/do all her favorite things with!

like painting each others nails!

mitsuri would get so into it, (her tongue is poking out in concentration) trying hard not to let the polish bleed into your cuticles. and if you didn't like nail polish she'd still love doing nail care with you!

if you'd like to, it'd be a big help if you braided her hair. you do one half and she does the other, or in return she'd do your hair too (seeing her hair down ♡)

mitsuri loves talking to you while you eat together (like sometimes you'll have to laugh and remind her to keep eating) she could go on for days about how her day went, the demon slayers and the hashira, what she thinks of the food etc. always has such a beautiful smile on her face.

also, imagine (and hear me out) reapplying mitsu's pink lip-gloss after she eats.

then kissing her right after and messing it up

she'd be on the verge of tears if you ever got her something (or if your love language is gift-giving) her little heart would explode with joy; like getting things that match her or compliment her!

the two of you picking out kimono's for each other, getting dressed up together then going on the most romantic date of your lives.

borrowing each others perfumes(?)

(if you weren't a hashira yourself. . . would you be considered a sugar baby since mitsu can choose her salary?)

she'd be determined to get you little things, things you like, or things the two of you can do together; like single flowers (that as the days go on turn into a full blown bouquet) and a baking kit for the two of you! (mini date?)

you can always tell when she's staring at you. she's practically beaming at you and staring a hole into your face with those adorable green eyes. . . sometimes she'll look away and deny it (her face burning bright red) and sometimes she'll spit out the cutest compliment ❛you're so perfect❜

mitsuri would love being carried by you, or showered in kisses by surprise. and just cuddling her face into you would be heaven

Adores holding you hand, anyway anyhow (kissing your knuckles)

doing yoga or mitsuri's flexibility training with her.

she'd love the company, even if you weren't accustomed to it. or if you were. . . this woman's skills are always going to be better. . . sorry ♡

as a hashira, mitsuri is entitled to a few spa trips to help her training. maybe you'd be interested in joining her? at least once!

sitting in the hot springs while she applies what might be the smoothest mud mask you've even gotten. (she's still poking her tongue out in concentration)

#demon slayer #imagines #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #x reader #fluff #headcanon #reader insert #fem reader #wrote this like a man possessed #kny mitsuri #mitsuri kanroji #x you #x y/n #hc #x fem!reader #x female reader #mitsuri x reader

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Always hers | {SaneOba/ObaMitsu}

Theme: Angst

Note: My mom keeps saying that I look tired (i'm not)

anywho, spoilers!!

×××

Sanemi followed Obanai's gaze to Mitsuri who stood talking to Shinobu across the yard. 

"Do you like her?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at Obanai's flushed face.

"WHAT?! ...No!" Obanai insisted, turning back to Sanemi and shaking his head. "I don't!"

Sanemi gave him an incredulous look. "Are you going to keep lying?"

"...yes," he decided, glaring at the ground. Then he paused and looked back up at Sanemi. "Do you like someone?"

Sanemi gave a start. Yes, yes he did. "No, I don't," he said, frowning. 

"Sureee," Obanai said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. "Then why did you flinch?"

"I wasn't expecting the question," Sanemi said, lying through his teeth. He flicked Obanai's forehead. "You're the simp, I prefer not to indulge in relationships."

"I'm not indulging in shit. I don't like anyone," Obanai said, promptly going back to watching Mitsuri.

Sanemi sighed, a sinking feeling rising in his chest. God, and he had thought he had a chance.

×××

He didn't mind, really, the fact that Obanai found no interest in Sanemi. Or just men, in general. Relationships like that would only bring greater consequences. But he couldn't help feeling constricted whenever Mitsuri was around—her angelic nature, shining like a beacon. She was Sanemi's exact opposite, a bubbly, beloved force of nature. Sanemi, on the other hand, was disruptive and aggressive, usually would pop up in a conversation about someone's least favorite Hashira. It wasn't a mystery as to why Obanai favored Mitsuri. But it hurt, it really did.

But he pushed it down. Which was how he tolerated it, mostly. It was like a system. To not feel. The second he saw Mitsuri, he had to turn away. Give himself a breath. Turn back. There, it was fine, yes? As long as he kept himself in control, it was fine. Obanai was happy—it was nice seeing him more upbeat given that it was a lot harder to find anything to make you genuinely happy now. So it was fine.

Days, weeks, months, years, they passed in a blur. Somehow, Sanemi's feelings never changed. It was irritating. Why was he like this?

And then there was a pause in the world, almost. The demon occurrences had suddenly stopped. Nezuko had overcome the sun.

With this change, Sanemi's heart decided to explode upon himself, bursting his feelings through his body. It was as if, without the constant pressure of death, all the times he had pushed himself down had pressed back against him, released. 

He made up his mind, finally, to tell Obanai. It was a now or never, wasn't it? Obanai didn't return his feelings, that was a given. But it was fine, Sanemi already knew that. He just wanted Obanai to know that he really meant a lot to Sanemi, meant more than he could ever have realized.

×××

It was dark. Night was approaching, but Sanemi finally found some time to take away to talk to Obanai. He found him quickly—the two not being far from each other. They made small conversation as Sanemi took his time to gather the courage the blurt out a confession.

Obanai seemed to notice something odd about him because he said, "Are you alright? You look nervous."

Sanemi shook his head. "Fine. Just tired from training all day."

"Mm. Demon Slayers are so incompetent now," Obanai said with a scoff. "They're all whining about how the training is too harsh, I would've mistakened them for toddlers if I didn't know better."

Sanemi laughed. "Exactly. Hey, uhm, I have to tell you something."

"Yeah?"

He let out a breath. "I like you, Iguro. I know you like Kanroji so I never said anything, but I feel like I'll probably never tell you if I don't now, so..."

Obanai stared at him, shock overtaking his expression. "I-"

"CAW! CAW!! EMERGENCY!! ATTACK ON THE UBUYASHIKI MANSION, ATTACK AT THE UBUYASHIKI MANSION!!!" a crow shouted overhead. 

Sanemi and Obanai wasted no time in rushing away, their katanas gripped tightly in their hands. There was no time for silly confessions.

×××

Pain. That was all Sanemi knew. And then he felt nothing.

He woke up, he didn't know when. Light blinded him for a moment and he opted to shut his eyes. He heard someone bustling about around him. He blinked, waiting for his gaze to adjust. He was laying down somewhere. He tried to sit up and groaned at the effort, slumping back upon the pillows he had been propped up on.

There was a shout of exclamation and more footsteps. Aoi's face made its way into Sanemi's view and he stared up at her wearily.

"Shinazugawa-sama... Are you alright?!" Aoi asked, concern flickering through her features. "You're terribly injured so do not make a move to sit up until I say so. How badly is the pain?"

Sanemi frowned. "Uhm. Bad?" he said, his mind clouded. He had a vague memory of something. Then it hit him and a wave emotions crashed upon him. "I... Muzan?"

Aoi nodded. "Muzan is dead. He was defeated several weeks ago. You have been unconscious since then."

"Oh. Gen..." Sanemi sighed deeply, ignoring the stabbing pain in his lungs. Fuck. 

Aoi shook her head. "He... didn't survive. I don't know what happened to him but his body was not discovered."

"Himejima didn't say...?" Sanemi asked quietly, looking up at her.

"Himejima? No. He... also died," Aoi murmured, an expression of sorrow taking shape on her features. "Of the Hashira, only you and Tomioka survived."

"Only...?" Sanemi said, grief overcoming him. And for a moment, the information didn't quite hit him. But then he realized. "Fuck."

He sat up, hissing at the ache in his body.

"Lay down! You can't-" Aoi tried, scrambling to push him down. 

Sanemi avoided her, slipping off the side of the bed and nearabout collapsing to the ground. He used the bed to prop himself up, glancing around him at the cots lining the room. 

There was Giyuu, and many others he didn't recognize. And because he didn't recognize any others was why he almost toppled over, were it not for Aoi's steady hands guiding him back to the bed. He sank his head into his bandaged hands, his body shaking with unshed tears. 

"Fuck," he choked out.

Aoi patted his back awkwardly. "You have to rest, Shinazugawa. Please."

"No," he murmured. He looked up at her. "Then... Iguro is dead?"

Aoi nodded, avoiding his gaze. "Him, Kanroji, Himejima, Tokito, Shinobu." 

"Oh. Oh, oh god," Sanemi whispered, raking an unsteady hand through his hair. 

"I'm sorry. But please, you have to rest. Else you joined them as well."

"How did... Iguro?" he asked, ignoring her.

"Hm?"

"How was it that he died? Did he say anything before?" Sanemi asked, hoping beyond hope that Obanai had spoken, had been with someone before his death. He had never gotten an answer. He didn't even care if it had just been a 'I hate you now.' He just wanted... something. Anything.

Aoi shook her head. "If he did, we do not know. He was found with Kanroji. He was holding her tightly, we couldn't seperate them. Both had bled out to their deaths, we presume. They had terrible injuries."

"Holding...?" Sanemi's voice trailed off. Of course... At least Obanai had been with Mitsuri at his death, at least they were together. But, god, it only was worse. To know that Sanemi could never amount to anything enough for Obanai. He could never be enough for himself either. Not with Obanai, Genya, everyone. All... gone.

Aoi placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "It's a lot to take in, I know. But you must rest. Your body will need it."

Sanemi nodded numbly, slipping back under the covers. "I loved him," he said quietly.

Aoi turned, back to him, tilting her head. "What?"

"But he loved her."

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Fuuuuuuccckkkkkkkkkk 😭

oh god

I hate the beginning of this oneshot but god

the end-

:'>

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #angst #sanemi shinazugawa #obanai iguro #mitsuri kanroji #obamitsu #saneoba #sanemi x obanai #mitsuri x obanai #obanai x mitsuri #gay #unrequited love #after the war #angsty shit #kny fanfic #fanfiction #demon slayer fanfic #sobbing

[gyomeisfavoritespermcell]

"I've failed again."

Giyuu angst💢

You wished you had gave him kisses and hugs before you left, but instead left with an attitude because you had argued that he doesn't even try to commit to the relationship.

Oh god.. you felt horrible honestly, you didn't know why you just snapped at him like that.. that was so cruel your disgusting.

Now your getting what you deserve, a slow painful death maybe this'll make up for you foolishness? You knew you never had the strength to fight a lower moon, yet you still fought him and now everyone around you is panicking and dying while your sitting there like a useless piece of garbage on the sidewalk.

I laid there thinking my last moments would go to waste.. I can't tell anyone my last words or at least leave a message.. I snap out of my thoughts as my annoying loud crow started to squawk the words.

"LADY (Name) HAD BEEN FATALITY WOUNDED!! 12 KIZUKI!! HASHIRA NEEDED!!" the bird spoke repeatedly.

But they were too late.. half of the village was slaughtered as you had died living a useless life as a slayer with no talent.

"SQUAWK!LADY (NAME) FOUND DEAD AFTER A CONFLICT WITH LOWER MOON 1!" the crow announced.

The crow slowly made to way to Giyuus estate.. landing on the gentle man's finger.

Giyuu had assumed you were sending a message to let him know that your staying somewhere or something, but when he heard the real news his eyes widened as his whole body froze.

"can you repeat that? I didn't hear that quite right." He asked, maybe it was just a misunderstanding.

"Lady (name) has passed away." The crow repeated.

Now giyuu was denying it.. he knew he heard the crow right, but this can't be true.. he couldn't even hug you, kiss you, love you, say his goodbyes before you stormed off.. such a selfish person he must be..

"Thank you.. you can leave now." Giyuu said, shooing the bird away before closing his patio door.. he fell onto his knees, shaking and sobbing.

TIME SKIP TO A FEW MONTHS LATER

"I love you my dear.. I've failed you once again.." he set down a bouquet of flowers on your grave along with your favorite cup of tea.

"I wish I could've saved you.."

#giyuu tomioka #demon slayer headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba

[lesbiansanemi]

A, F, L, X, Z :3

A. Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don't have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed

Hehe, so obviously there is Renkaza. They are who most of my fanfiction is about these days. Something about them just scratches all the right pieces of my brain, I love them, and there is just so much to work with regarding them. They are my little meow meows

Also in demon slayer, my poly hell ship of Mitsuri/Shinobu/Obanai/Sanemi. I am definitely the only person on the face of the earth that ships the four of them, but there is just something so perfect and amusing about Mitsuri having her three partners, who are all only dating her and merely putting up with the other ones, and something about Mitsuri being so cute and sweet and kind with her three bastard partners standing behind her being goddamn assholes to everyone around them lmao

But I have also been think a lot about Denji and Power's friendship recently too. It's just... so perfect. They are perfect for each other in every way, and every time I see them interact it makes me smile

I am also very ALSDJFOANFEWO about Yuuji and Sukuna's relationship recently too (any variation of it) just because of how wonderfully fucked it is and all the different ways to explore it. There's just a lot of potential there, and I really love Yuuji and Sukuna

F. What's the longest you've ever been in a fandom?

Hmmm... I think the fandom I've consistently remained at least semi-active in for the longest would be Doctor Who? I tend to go in phases with it but I always circle back around to it. But I've loved the series ever since I was 12 so eight going on almost nine years for that one!

L. Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn't one of your faves.

Aki serves a wonderful place in the narrative and is interesting in regards to how he develops other characters! I might not really care much about him specifically, but his role in the story is irreplaceable and I can appreciate him for that

X. A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.

Corruption arcs, hands down. There's just something so... lovely about watching the slow moral decay of a character, seeing them become the very thing they swore to destroy, etc etc, it's... satisfying? But also cathartic in a way.

Also (somewhat) found family. I say somewhat because I tend to be picky with how it's handled, but if it's done right in the way I enjoy, I'll go feral for it every time

Z. Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go!

I have been working a lot on my complete role reversal AU for demon slayer, and I genuinely think it's one of my all time favorite fics I've worked on. There's just something so fun and interesting about taking all the characters and switching sides with them, and figuring out not only how to make that make sense for them and keep the backstories similar, but also keeping them in character! Based on feedback I've gotten from readers, I think I'm doing a good job with that, and it's just a super fun and interesting thing to work on, especially the demon versions of the Hashira! I've got five out of nine of their backstories completely written out (Shinobu's, Mitsuri's, Obanai's, Tengen's, and Sanemi's) with Kyojuro's halfway finished and I am so excited to finally work on Gyomei's, Muichiro's, and Giyuu's, especially because the three of them are the Hashira I work with the least in fics, so I'm excited to play around with them

<3 <3 <3

#asks #kaz rambles #lee visits

[nayrring]

How tiktok and twitter girlies reacted after seeing uzui slap aoi's butt knowing damn well it was not in a sexual way

#they really are out there cancelling a fictional character #(just found my least favorite hashira) #good less competition for me then #i really hate those platforms #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #×reader #kny #rengoku kyōjurō #uzui's wives #uzui tengen #uzui smut #aoi #zenitsu agatsuma #kamado tanjirō #inosuke hashiriba #kny season 2 #kny manga #kny spoilers #red light district #anime tiktok #twitter #kny daki #nezuko

[crossroadsandloudmusic]

Hey y’all! Ok so unfortunately I don’t feel like continuing the How the Hashira React to Scars series. I’m really not feeling it anymore and I wish to move on to something else. I doubt I will pick it back up unless someone specifically requested for me to. Also this fic is not my best work, I only finished it because I promised myself I would. Thank y’all all for the support, my next fic will be another Hotaru fic! No idea when I’ll put it out, I may get started on it this evening but who knows🤷‍♀️ Not me!

Criticism/tips welcome!

Request always open!

Please enjoy!

warnings: mentions of scars.

How the Pillars react to scars

Part Four: Gyomei Himejima

The reader is a hashira and they have scars all over their body from previous battles. Sometimes they feel insecure about them and the hashira are here to make them feel better!

Reference:

(y/b/t) - your breathing technique.

(H/c) - hair color.

(Y/s/c) - your skin color

GN reader

Gyomie (platonic):

Being positive and outgoing was easy, at least for you. Although you were the highest rank of demon slayer and had no qualms with slicing a demon’s head clean off, you still made it your goal to make others around you smile. You felt that this was your purpose. Seeing how civilians went from being afraid of you, to smiling and laughing alongside you made you proud of yourself. You WERE making a difference. Eradicating demons and helping brighten other people’s day was what made you get out of bed every morning, what made you train even more intensely.

It was just the civilians you tried to make smile, it was also your fellow slayers. The younger they were the easier it had been to lift their spirits, as they got older and had experienced some of the worst that the world had to offer, it became increasingly more difficult. Still you persisted and persevered. Some looked to you for guidance or comfort, and you were always there to provide it.

What was your favorite, though, was making your fellow hashira smile. This was your most difficult crowd yet. Some either barely smiled, or didn’t smile at all. For example, Giyuu was tough, his face never changed, almost always stoic and serious. Except for one day when you saw him crack a small smirk, almost indistinguishable but nevertheless you saw it. It had been after you spent several weeks persistently trying everything in your power to get him to smile. You felt as if you would never be able to get him to break till one afternoon you found his inner weakness. His favorite food. You approached him quietly as he was sitting peacefully under a tree.

“Tomiokasan, I have a surprise for you!” You singsonged. He turned to face you with a look of slight curiosity. In your hands you held a bento box containing simmered salmon.

“I figured you might be a little hungry so I whipped this up for you!” You said as you handed him the box, a fierce smile on your face. He took it, and opened it. That was when you saw the faintest smile; you thought your heart was going to explode with joy.

Every now and again he will ask you to cook for him to which you immediately oblige. He had been the hardest out of all the hashira. Second to him was Muchiro, you found that if you spent time with him and accepted his past that he would begin showing more emotions. You had seen this side of him when you sat with him in a grassy field. The both you were cloud watching when he spoke up,

“Thank you for this, (y/n).” He said quietly.

“Of course.” You replied with a soft grin on your face.

After Muichiro, was Obanai Iguro. He would never smile by his own will, but he always seemed to be in a much better mood when you helped him find gifts for Mitsuri. Then Sanemi, although his callousness and abrasive nature is hard to be around, you found ways to make him cheerful in a way. The two of you would discuss previous battles and train together, things such as this always seemed to put him in a better mood. Next was Tengen, he was very easy to excite as all you had to do was compliment him.

“Tengen! Your nails are so extravagant! Where on Earth did you find those colors! I’m so jealous!” You squealed, holding his hand admiring his new nail polish. This in return made him smile and extend his hand further to give you the whole view. Then it was Mitsuri and Shinobu. The three of you were obviously very close, in fact, the three of you could be seen together almost always when there was a hashira meeting. Sanemi even poked fun one time saying you were all joined at the hip, because of how close you were. It was never an issue to get them to smile. Someone that could have joined your little group with how close you three were, was Kyojuro. Kyojuro spent most of his time training, but when he wasn’t he’d be amongst you three shining like the ray of sunshine he was. Kyojuro had many weaknesses when it came to smiling, but his biggest one was kind gestures. You’d patch his haori, pull his flaming hair into his infamous ponytail, or just plain sit there and let him ramble about his training. He was the easiest in your opinion.

Lastly, was Gyomie. The ginormous stone pillar never failed to amaze you, his size and strength was something you admired greatly.

Gyomie was reserved, so quiet in fact it startled you at times. In your mind he was a magnificent mountain that stood the test of time, but when he was engaged in battle he would become an erupting volcano.

Although you were both hashira, you wouldn’t often cross paths as you were both sent on missions in opposite directions. As a result you have yet to make the pillar smile, let only interact with one another besides in passing.

The situation was hard because not only did you want to be close with him like you were with everyone else, but you also admired him greatly. His prowess inspired you to become stronger. His unwavering sense of justice set a fire in your heart. You wanted to learn from him, so that someday you might be like him.

Something else that drew you to Gyomie was his scar across his head. You too had a very similar marking and maybe you wouldn’t feel so alone if you had someone who understood.

It had been a disgusting day, rain poured for hours causing the ground to become slick with mud, not to mention the air was bitterly cold. Even just thinking about it made a shiver go up your spine. Nonetheless, you had to trudge on through the slop to deliver your package.

While staying with Shinobu, she asked that you deliver a package to one of Gyomie’s disciples at his estate, and to pass a message on to him. Seeing as this would be your chance to befriend Gyomie, you immediately obliged. You wished the weather had been better, but that wasn’t going to hold you back. Slowly but surely you crossed the land, till you arrived at the doorstep of the hashira.

Before you could announce your arrival, the door slid open harshly. A younger boy with a wild mohawk, savage eyes, and scarred face stood silently.

“Hey!-oh. You are just that hashira. I’ll go get Gyomie.” The surprised boy said.

“Wait! Are you Genya? I have something for you!” Chirped cheerfully. The boy nodded and looked at you with confusion, reluctantly he took the package from your hands.

As if appearing out of thin air, Gyomie now stood behind Genya.

“Hello, (L/n)san, it’s a pleasure to see you. What might I be able to do for you?” He spoke with his incredibly deep voice.

“Hi Gyomie, it’s good to see you! Shinobu asked me to deliver a message to you!” You chimed.

“I see, please, come in.” He spoke before turning around to guide you deeper into the house.

“I love your hair by the way.” You whispered to Genya as you walked past him. He turned to you with a slight blush and watched you walk past. Later that evening he sat in the mirror and examined his hair, still blushing that you had complimented him.

Gyomie led you to a small room, a table in the middle with cushions on either side. He took to one end and gently sat down. He gestured for you to do the same.

“What did Shinobu have to tell me?” He asked. Quickly you pulled a small letter out of your pocket.

“Um, I have it here. Would you like me to read it to you?” You said peering up at the tall man.

“No that’s fine, I’ll have Genya read it to me later.” He said as he extended his hand. Once holding the document he ran his fingers over the ink of the paper.

“It’s far too cold to make the trip back this evening. Stay here for the night.” He said as he folded the paper and placed it in his shirt.

“Come with me. I’ll show you where you’ll be staying.” Gyomie spoke as he stood. You smiled and stood up to follow him. Cautious you walked behind him being sure that didn’t disturb any of the other disciples. He turned down a long hallway and continued forward. As you walked past you memorized knots in the wooden walls. Finally he stopped before a large door, he turned and said,

“This is the room you’ll stay in tonight, please make yourself at home.” As he said this he slid back the paper wall. You peered inside and saw the most wonderful sight.

Perched on top of a pillow was a small white cat.

“Oh my! What a pretty baby! How sweet are you darling!” You called, startling Gyomie with your outburst. He felt the breeze of your speed as you ran inside to greet the pet.

“Ohmygoodness! Gyomie! You didn’t tell me you had pets!” You called from inside, the obviously very spoiled cat resting in your arms basking in the extra attention. Gyomie stepped inside and faced you, happiness spread across his face.

“There you are Sunotaiga. I see you have made yourself comfortable in the guest room.” He said as he approached you both. His eyes soft and calm expression graced his face. You looked to face him, the cat thoroughly enjoying your company as you stroked its fur. A small smile could be seen on Gyomie’s face.

Sometime after your visit you began training with Gyomie. Often coming to see him after missions or whenever you had the chance. Your visits weren’t always training though, some days were spent at the orphanage, others in meditation, and some spent at his estate. Together you bonded over both of your love for animals and children, nobody had seen him this cheerful before now. His attitude had changed so greatly that the children nicknamed him the jolly giant.

One afternoon, the both of you sat watching the children play in the garden, it was a joyful sight.

A young boy approached the both of you followed by two other boys. When he stood in front of you he smiled and held up his arms so that you would pick him up. You laughed and held him up high and spun around causing the boys to laugh and cheer. Slowly you set him down and said,

“What else do you want to do! Do you want to spin again?” You asked gleefully. The boys laughed and ran around you both. One clung to Gyomie’s haori, while one wrapped his arms around your leg, the other climbed your shoulders.

“Hey (y/n)? Why does your head look like Gyomie’s? What happened?” The young boy questioned as he poked your forehead. You laughed heartily at the boy's brashness. You and three boys sat down in the grass together when you told the story of how you received your scar to them. They listened intently, absorbing every word you said. Gyomie listened as this was the first he had known about your scar. He found it interesting that the both of you shared a similar feature.

That evening you sat together on the end of the engawa, the night air as cool as the blue moon.

“(Y/n). You have a scar similar to mine?” He asked quietly. You turned to look at him, his body remained still as he faced out into the garden.

“Yes I do, it was the reason I first wanted to be friends with you. I felt that if I had someone who shared something like this with me, I wouldn’t feel alone.” You replied with a soft voice. The scar had caused you several insecurities, and it had become a thing of emotional pain.

“Do not be ashamed of your battles. Your character is something you should be far more proud of. It’s what brightens the world around you, you bring peace and happiness to everyone. Your physical appearance holds no weight to the appearance of your heart.”

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Gyomie (romantic):

White puffy clouds that looked so soft that you imagined they felt like feathers, sailed across the sky. A sky so blue it rivaled the ocean and rivers. Against the glorious sky stood the towering trees, their leaves a deep green; dancing in the soft summer breeze.

You hummed softly as the cool wind kissed your skin. You knew you were so supposed to be meditating but on such a beautiful day how could you close your eyes? You absorbed every little bit.

“(Y/n).” Gyomie’s voice had broken you out of your trance. His voice has a deep, somber tone. You turned to look at him, he was still in the same position he had assumed when you both began meditating. Hands together, head bowed, eyes closed.

“What has you distracted ?” He asked; not moving an inch. His massive frame and intimidating appearance made him look like an immovable mountain.

“It’s just the scenery, it's all so beautiful, Gyomie.” You said.

“I wish you could see it.” You sighed deeply, your eyes gazing across the beautiful summer afternoon around you.

Gyomie stood from his seated position, he turned to look at you and then walked over to where you were sitting.

He sat down beside you, his body towering over yours.

“Describe it to me”. Was all he said, before leaning back to lay in the soft lush grass.

“Well I guess-“ You halfway started but Gyomie cut you off before you could continue.

“Lay with me.”

You smiled brightly as you hurriedly scooted next to him. You too leaned back; rest your head on his ginormous chest.

When he felt you tenderly lay your head against him, he felt his heart jump into his throat. How sweetly you propped yourself against him, looking to him for comfort.

Gyomie had felt differently towards you recently, he loved your boundless energy, always so enthusiastic and optimistic. What warmed his heart the most was hearing how excited you were when you saw him.

“Gyomie!! It’s so good to see you again!!” You’d always shout as you ran to him with your arms wide open. When you got to him you wrapped your arms around his waist and hugged him tightly. He’d always pat your back and smile warmly. A tear escaping his eye. But this feeling was different. Instead of just appreciating your joyfulness, he awaited your embraces in adoring anticipation. Rather than pat you on the back when you hugged him, he kneeled down to your height so you could hug him properly. Your arms around his neck made his heart almost burst. He’s sure you noticed the way he held you longer and tighter; burying his head into your neck. But it wasn’t just your voice that elated him, it was all of you. You smelled of fresh daffodils, such a sweet scent you had. The skin he had gotten the honor to touch was soft and delicate, as smooth as silk. It was all too much, never had he thought he would fall so intensely for someone.

“The sky. It’s such a beautiful blue, and the clouds are perfectly white. White, spotless boats in a calm sea of blue. Oh! And the trees, Gyomie, the trees are so magnificent. All the leaves are all shades of green. The trees stand so tall and proud, the leaves dance wildly in the breeze. Finally, the sun, although it’s getting lower in the sky, still illuminates everything in a yellow hue.” You described to Gyomie. You could feel his chest slowly rise and fall, the more you talked it seemed the more relaxed he became.

“You paint such a heavenly picture.” He finally said after you. You sat up, much to Gyomie’s displeasure, and looked at him. Tears were flowing so gently from his eyes as he relished in your words.

“Oh Gyomie I didn’t mean to upset you! Please, please, don’t cry!” You hurriedly said in hopes that you hadn’t upset him by wishing he could see. Quickly you wiped the tears from his eyes and held his head in your lap.

“I’m not upset with you, my dear grasshopper, your words were so beautiful it brought tears to my eyes. My only regret is that I can’t see you.” His kind words made you blush, he had always been gentle with you. The use of your nickname he had given you made you swoon. He mentioned once that your energy reminded him of a grasshopper, always jumping from one leaf to another. Before you could compose yourself, he spoke up once more.

“Please, let me experience the closest thing to sight.” You quietly obliged and Gyomie lifted his large hands to your face. Delicately his fingers roamed your face, memorizing every pore by his touch.

When his finger’s reached your hairline, he felt something familiar. A long crest stretched from your right eyebrow till it ended at the edge of your hair.

Instantly you pulled away, and lowered your head in shame. Gyomie noticed how you reacted. He sensed your self-consciousness, so he grabbed your hand and held it gently. You looked up to meet his pale eyes, tears bubbled on the edge of his eyelids. Quietly he pulled your hand up to his forehead, the tips of your fingers settled on his scar.

“The world you described is one I’ll never be able to see, but to me, you are the most beautiful creation I’ve found.”

#kny x reader #demon slayer requests #demon slayer #hashira headcannons #hashira x reader #gyomei imagines #demon slayer gyomei #gyomei x y/n #gyomei himejima #kny gyomei

[silverynight]

Hi! Could you make a oneshot where everyone is terrified of the hashiras except the kamaboko squad + Genya and Kanao? Basically a series of situations where a demon slayer sees one hashira being soft and kind around Tanjirou, and at the end the Hashiras are in a organization wide meeting, talking about important information about the uppermoons. Several kakushi suddenly rush to the butterfly estate, one of the kasugai crows inform the hashiras that Tanjirou was severely injured from a mission and has escaped the butterfly estate? He didn’t want to get healed because he wanted to greet the hashiras. Then they just all hear a thud at the corner, where Tanjirou passed out. The hashiras all freak out, they call a kakushi to take care of him and all follow him to the butterfly estate?

I love your oneshots btw!

The kakushi girl has learned a lot since that day at the butterfly estate; Tanjirou is special, there's something about him that makes every single hashira melt as soon as they see him.

Every. Single. One.

Even the scariest of them like the wind hashira. She wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.

They're taking a break; she's in the dining room with a few slayers and a couple of kakushi. The Pillars will be arriving soon so they're eating what they can before leaving the place.

However, one of them takes two ohagi that were left on a plate even though they clearly belonged to someone. She's waiting for the ridiculous fight (sometimes demon slayers argue with each other for nonsense like that).

"That was Shinazugawa-san's" a girl informs the boy, who immediately pales after hearing that.

"Those are his favorites," says another.

"You'll be dead soon."

"Just tell him Tanjirou ate them," a boy with short, yellow hair she doesn't remember the name of says, still enjoying his rice balls.

"What? I thought you were Tanjirou's friend, Zenitsu!" Says the demon slayer girl, almost outraged. "Why do you want Shinazugawa-san to kill him?"

If the kakushi girl hadn't been on the butterfly mansion that day, she would've been glaring at the blond as well.

Zenitsu sighs.

"He won't kill him because it's Tanjirou and the Pillars would never hurt him. Seriously, haven't you noticed? Where have you been?"

No one believes him of course and the boy seriously considers running away but the hashira arrive before he can do anything and Shinazugawa realizes what happened immediately.

A few demon slayers manage to run away, but the boy gets caught by the wind hashira; he grabs him by the uniform to lift him from the ground like nothing.

At least he's not grabbing him by the neck.

"Who ate them? Was it you?" He growls. For a second the kakushi girl thinks the young demon slayer is going to faint out fear.

"It was me, Shinazugawa-san!" Tanjirou arrives just in time. "I'm so sorry! I can make you more if you want!"

The wind hashira releases the demon slayer, who hits the floor immediately and grimaces in pain.

"There's no need," Shinazugawa huffs. "I wasn't hungry anyway."

He walks away, but ruffles Tanjirou's hair when he passes next to him. Everyone, except the other Pillars (who are already trying to get Tanjirou to sit next to them) looks like they're in shock.

***

She kinda enjoys when someone realizes what's going on; it's fun to see the confusion on someone else's face when they catch a glimpse of Tomioka smiling softly at Tanjirou or Rengoku carrying the boy in his arms every time he sees him.

"Look," Kanao, the insect hashira's tsuguko, mumbles as she sits next to her. A group of demon slayers have been training with Tokito and it's been a nightmare for almost everyone. "This is my favorite part."

The mist hashira starts throwing rocks at the ones he thinks are not moving correctly as they practice with wooden swords.

She can hear the way they hiss in pain whenever a stone hits them.

"Are you sure I'm doing this correctly, Tokito-san?" Tanjirou asks, looking as puzzled as some of his fellows slayers. He's the only one who hasn't been hit by a rock. Not even once.

"Of course, Tanjirou!" The hashira grins at him, taking both his hands almost lovingly. "Your movements are perfect! Actually, you can take a break now."

His voice is soft as he encourages Tanjirou to go eat something, but as soon as he turns around to the others an unimpressed expression appears on his face.

"That's what you call training, you incompetent airheads? We're going to keep this until you can't stand anymore!"

***

Even though Uzui is constantly flirting with Tanjirou (who seems to be oblivious to everything) he's the one stopping other demon slayers from trying to do the same.

It's understandable confusing for the others to watch as the sound hashira narrows his eyes at them from above (he's ridiculously tall) and then turn at Tanjirou with flirty smile curling his lips up whenever the boy gets close to him.

However, he lets one of the young ones follow Tanjirou (like a lovesick puppy) around everywhere.

"Who's that?" She asks, she's become really good friends with Zenitsu and often looks for him because he's the one that knows the most about that situation. "And why haven't they–"

"He's Genya," Zenitsu frowns. "He's the only one allowed to do that because he's Shinazugawa-san's little brother."

Huh. So that's why he looks terrifying as well. Also, he doesn't look little at all; he's even taller than most of the Pillars. It's weird that he usually looks so grumpy and murderous and yet when Tanjirou turns to talk to him he acts like a twelve-year-old with a crush.

"Tanjirou has no idea, right?" She asks, even though she knows the answer already.

"Not at all."

***

She definitely doesn't expect to find Tanjirou passed out on the ground when she and a few of her fellow kakushi are called to the hashira headquarters.

It seems Tanjirou got injured during his latest mission, but he didn't listen to the kakushi advice and rushed to greet the Pillars as soon as he found out they were in the headquarters having a meeting.

And now he's unconscious and the hashira are surrounding the boy and looking like they're in pain. The first kakushi that gets closer to Tanjirou gets growled at by the flame hashira, who instinctively puts himself in the middle.

"I'm sorry," Rengoku apologizes immediately, like waking up from a dream. "I thought you were going to hurt him..."

It's like the hashira's protective instincts have suddenly grown exponentially.

None of the kakushi dare to get closer again. Tomioka gets desperate and takes Tanjirou in his arms. For the first time since she met him he doesn't have a neutral expression on his face.

He's worried, almost in despair.

"I'll follow you," he tells the kakushi.

They check his injuries as soon as Tomioka leaves him in one of the rooms. Kocho strokes Tanjirou's hair kindly, smiling softly before turning to face the others.

"He'll be fine," she informs them. "But we have to let him rest."

That they do, but they remain outside the room; some of them have to go on missions already but Kanroji promises to send them a message as soon as Tanjirou wakes up.

Quietly, the kakushi girl observes as they take turns to walk in the room and stay for a while with him. Rengoku likes to take Tanjirou's hand in his and kiss it gently as he mumbles something the kakushi girl can't hear.

Tomioka looks down at the boy like he doesn't care about anything else in the world. She knows now that he's the one that met him first and wonders what happened then.

It's strange how things can turn from "I don't even know who you are" to "you're the most important thing in my life. I'd do anything for you."

Kocho helps Tanjirou sit on the bed and wakes him up herself only to give him more medicine.

Kanroji sobs a little bit, but doesn't say much. Uzui pushes a kakushi aside so he can change Tanjirou's bandages himself.

When he finally wakes up completely, Shinazugawa is back.

"Don't you ever do that again!" It's the first thing he says, growling. "Running away from the butterfly mansion just to say 'Hi' to us? Are you out of your mind?"

"I'm sorry," Tanjirou chuckles, not even a little bit intimidated by the wind hashira's irritation. "I didn't feel that bad at the moment. I thought I was fine."

"You weren't," Tomioka scolds him, but softens his expression immediately after. "I'm glad you're okay now."

Rengoku takes Tanjirou in his arms and Kanroji gives him a kiss on the forehead before Tokito starts arguing that it's his turn.

While the other kakushi look at the scene in shock, she funds herself smiling at them. Then, she desperately wishes them happiness because it's always difficult and a bit hopeless to love so much in a world like the one they live in.

Love makes everyone vulnerable, even the strong and powerful ones.

***

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Hashira Headcanons

ahhh I’ve been wanting to do this for a while now!! finally getting around to it hehe so I hope everyone enjoys these! I had a lot of fun with them~ They’re also pretty long so they’re under the cut! I’m still working through headcanon requests I’ve just been really into demon slayer lately and wanted to get something quick out~

Giyuu Tomioka

he’s surprisingly ticklish?? like not screaming at a poke ticklish but more ticklish than one would expect

He’s also good at hiding it so not many people find out

That is, not many people knew until Shinobu found out and decided to point it out in front of all the other Hashira

When he was still training, he got tickled by Urokodaki a lot when he was training, and then by Sabito and Makomo when they were resting

He would always tickle Makomo and Sabito back (even though he ended up losing the eventual tickle fight anyway) but now he doesn’t really tickle people

He’s seen a lot and doesn’t laugh much, let alone smile

That said, some of the other Hashira tickle him sometimes, though it’s mostly Shinobu and Uzui, occassionally a poke from Mitsuri

It’s normally not enough to get him laughing, just enough to embarrass him though

Shinobu has gotten him to chuckle once and she’s never let him live it down

His most ticklish spots are probably his knees, sides, and his ribs

He almost never tickles other people, like he’s tickled Tanjiro once and it was very brief and accidental

I think he needs to laugh more though so like,,, get him Shinobu >:)

Shinobu Kochou

She’s really ticklish omfg 

She also has the prettiest laugh? it’s so elegant waaaa

Her tickle spots are her tummy, sides and waist!

Not many people know she’s ticklish, aside from Mitsuri and a few people at the Butterfly Estate

When Kanao found out she was ticklish she flipped her coin and it was tails, so she decided to tickle Shinobu a little bit and she just let it happen because she knew that Kanao didn’t have any ill intent with it

Giyuu tickled her once because she was tickling him and she wasn’t expecting it and squeaked it was pretty funny

She has the MEANEST teases omggg

“Surely this doesn’t tickle, hmm? It does? Oh my... but you’re a demon slayer right? What if a tickle demon came after you~?”

She’s just,,, ruthless man

She also love love lovesss those gentle tickles when she’s dishing out on people

She can find peoples bad spots easily and just go after them with her NAILS

She and Mitsuri get into tickle fights on occassion, but Shinobu normally wins because she can fluster Mitsuri easily and combined with the gentle nail tickles, Mitsuri’s a goner

She has lost sometimes though because Mitsuri’s really damn strong and when she gets on Shinobu’s sides her chances of winning go down dramatically

Kyojuro Rengoku

Rengoku, my beloved

He’s really not that ticklish, like he can get laughing or chuckling but it’s not easy

He only has a few spots, and I feel like one of them would definitely be his underarms

Like some of the other Hashira like Mitsuri or Shinobu have come up behind him and tried to tickle him and he’s like “Oh? A tickle fight? Cool!” and just pounces on them lmao

He’s definitely more of a ler than a lee, and he’s a really nice ler!

He compliments his lee, teasing on rare occassion and is just overall really fun and gentle too

Sometimes he can get a little rough but he always knows when to tone it back a little

He’s tickled the trio a little bit, especially Tanjiro who’s basically like his apprentice since he uses a similar breathing technique

He also tickles the other Hashira sometimes, mostly accidentally but other times just because he wants to

When he tickles people it’s mostly Mitsuri (which he gets glares from Obanai because of) and Shinobu, Obanai on occassion because of said glaring and just generally wanting to hear him laugh

He’s super playful in general but he’ll stop when asked to because he respects peoples limits

Tengen Uzui

Okay another one that’s not very ticklish unless you get really specific spots lol

He’s ruthless as a ler, and he’s seldom the lee so he doesn’t understand peoples limits and stuff

He has the LOUDEST laugh once you get him going though, part of it is just him being overdramatic though

His tickle spots are his hips and his ears, two spots that are harder to get oof

Similar to Rengoku he’s pretty playful, but most of that is because he’s just generally flamboyant

He doesn’t tickle people too often, but he has definitely put a target on people like Giyuu and Sanemi lol rip them

He’ll tickle people until they’re hiccuping or in silent hysterics, he’s one of the people that doesn’t really register the word “stop”

That said he’s nicer with people he likes, such as Mitsuri or Rengoku because of their upbeat nature

He likes people he deems flamboyant enough, and since those two meet the requirements he’s nicer to them when it comes to tickling

Muichiro Tokito

SWEET BABY BOY

okay so he’s actually really ticklish?? it’s so cute pls

He deserves gentle, sweet, and loving tickles, not the evil rough ones from Uzui lmao

Lighter tickles get him better than rough tickles anyway and he prefers when people are more gentle with him because he’s not a huge fan of being touched unless he really trusts the person

He’s ticklish pretty much everywhere, but some of his worse spots are his ribs, underarms and his neck

Teases don’t work on him, he’s completely oblivious to them lmao

He has the sweetest little giggle awww the other Hashira love to tickle him every so often just because he’s so cute and his face gets a little red too

He doesn’t really like being tickled unless it’s his friends or the other Hashira because he has respect for people closer to him

Mitsuri and Rengoku tickle him the most often, sometimes even together just to make him at least smile

He doesn’t tickle people very often because he knows if he initiates it with any of the other Hashira he’ll end up getting wrecked lol

He’s tried it before with Rengoku, never again

Mitsuri Kanroji

MITSURI KANROJI MY BELOVED

Super ticklish, absolute baby, deserves it just for being so cute

Her tickle spots are her tummy, hips, and her ribs!

She’s generally very ticklish and just loves tickling, both dishing it and taking

She likes to tickle Obanai and Muichiro especially, but she’s tickled pretty much every pillar or at least tried to

She has the CUTEST laugh it’s like,, a bit squeaky and snorty but in the most endearing and adorable way? idk maybe i’m biased because I love her but she’s definitely got a cute laugh

She’s really teasy and she doesn’t even mean to be, she just loves to laugh along with her lee and watch their face go red

She’s very squirmy and giggly when people tickle her and she’s the type to start laughing when people just wiggle their fingers at her

her favorite person to tickle is probably Obanai because she just thinks his reactions are really cute and she loves his laugh, but Muichiro and Shinobu are also people she likes to tickle hehe

If she has access and is close enough with the person she’s definitely the type to give people raspberries

Obanai Iguro

grrr this is gonna be so biased i love him too much

He’s very ticklish but he’s really good at controlling his reactions as long as he’s not caught off-guard 

His most ticklish spots are his hips, thighs, and his knees ouuGH

He has a really raspy laugh if anyone manages to get him to that point, for the most part he just gasps and chuckles occasionally

He’s not tickled very often and not even all the Hashira know he’s ticklish, only Mitsuri, Rengoku, and Gyomei really know that he’s ticklish and even then only Mitsuri and Rengoku actively tickle him when they’re not around the other Hashira

He’s really embarrassed with how ticklish he is so he doesn’t like people knowing, and the three that know respect that and don’t tell others

He doesn’t like being tickled either but he doesn’t seem to mind when Mitsuri does it but you definitely didn’t hear that from me hehe

Kaburamaru doesn’t mean to but sometimes he will like slither on Obanai’s neck and DAMN that tickles more than it should but he’s gotten a little bit more used to it as time has gone on

that said he still jumps a little bit if Kaburamaru does it really suddenly or quickly, or flicks his tongue near his ear or neck

Gyomei Himejima

He’s not very ticklish and doesn’t tickle people very often, so he’s left out most of the time when it comes to tickle stuff :(

There was one rare occassion, it was probably because Muichiro had been tired from a mission but Gyomei picked him up to help him to bed and accidentally tickled the poor boy 

Of course, that led to a few gentle tickles as well, not enough to make him hysterical but just enough to make him giggle a little bit before falling asleep

Gyomei’s probably ticklish on his feet and his knees, spots that others normally don’t tickle and he probably doesn’t even know he’s ticklish

Mitsuri and Rengoku, even Uzui have tried tickling him before but they don’t get much of a reaction so they’ve kinda given up on tickling him

Of course they invite him to help tickle someone else, like if they’re ganging up on Giyuu or Sanemi, and every now and then he’ll join in

He’s very gentle, he’s almost over concious of whether or not he’s hurting someone so his touches are very soft and people hardly ever feel them sometimes

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Not ticklish. at all

Even after he’s been tickled to tears by multiple people, he’ll never admit it

He hates it, he’s never liked it and definitely doesn’t like it now

He never initiates it and doesn’t tickle other people very often, but he’s like a toddler when he gets tickled he just turns into putty

He kicks and flails and throws threats out left and right, but he never acts on them because he’s too tired afterwards from kicking and screaming and laughing to actually enact any of his threats

His spots are under his arms and his ribs, specifically his upper ribs

He falls into hysterics pretty quickly just because he’s a drama queen but we still love him lol

He’s a bit,,, vengeful, but he doesn’t like to tickle other people that much

That said, the demon slayer code says that you can’t attack another demon slayer so he kinda has to tickle to get back

He’s a really hard tickler, he’s not good at it and it kinda hurts sometimes and he’s picky and choosy with who he actually gets revenge with

sometimes he’s really mean and gets revenge on someone who was walking by and is like “This is what you get for not helping me!” and its like what did they do?? literally nothing chill out Sanemi pls

He does target Giyuu sometimes though just because he’s an asshole lmao and he has like a vendetta against Giyuu for, again, literally no reason

That’s all I have for now, thanks for reading! 

pspsp if you wanna request any other demon slayer headcanons my requests for headcanons are open heheh~

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A Different Fate

Rengoku Kyojuro x gn!Reader

Angst to Fluff

Word count: 1213

I edited the ending... the story follows just as it did in the show, and the movie, only the end of the movie has been tweaked a bit by me...

This is an apology fic for my bestie Jess @jessbeinme15

Gah, Im so sorry!<3 I hope u like it!

You shivered as the wind gushed past your exposed arms, biting at your skin. You knew you shouldn’t have been so stubborn and should have brought a sweater or at least a cloak along. But you were mad at him, and hence had denied anything and everything he had said.

You sighed, cradling your arms in your palms, curling into yourself as you continued your ascent. Your nichirin laid securely by your side, and your kasugai hid in your pant pocket, fluttering its wings ever so slightly to brush off the bits of snow that got caught in its feathers.

Your Kasugai wasn’t the typical crow, but a tiny sparrow, much like Zenitsu’s. It was very easy for you to plop him in your pockets when he got tired, or at times like these, when the freezing temperatures of the hills made him shiver.

Your mission was to hunt down a demon on top of this pathetically enormous hill and save the small village that resided on a flat section of the rock, from the atrocities committed by it.

The village was very far away, and you had to travel for weeks on foot to reach the damn hill, but it was a fairly easy mission, unlike Rengoku’s.

You knew something was off with the train he was going to board. Your sixth sense was remarkable; almost at par, if not better, than Tanjiro’s nose, and Zenitsu’s ears.

You knew something was fishy with the train, and you were unfortunately right. The message had arrived via Rengoku’s Kasugai, and you were aware of the dangerous situation. The group: Tanjiro, Rengoku, Zenitsu and Inosuke; had encountered two demons, the upper rank three and lower rank one. Defeating the pair is no joke, and this was proven by Rengoku’s condition after the battle. You were heartbroken when you found out that he had suffered major injuries, and that he was missing. He had dashed behind the upper rank demon, and the group lost him in the woods. Neither the demon, nor the hashira were found. The others returned safely, but it had been three weeks, and Rengoku was yet to return.

“I don’t have a good feeling about this, Kyo.”, you had said.

“I will be fine! Don’t you worry, y/n”, Rengoku had assured you.

“Just listen to me, Kyo, something is not right about your trip! I- I have a very bad feeling about this,”

“It’ll be fine-”

“And you know my intuition is never wrong! At least take another hashira with you!”

“I’m going with three very talented slayers, y/n, he had smiled at you reassuringly, “Don’t you worry, we’ll all be fine. Plus, it will be a lovely learning session for them!”

“Why won’t you just hear me out?! Don’t go! I’m telling you, it’s dangerous, and-”

“I’m going, y/n You’re just being paranoid.”, he said in a gentle but firm tone, ending the conversation.

You huffed in frustration and stomped out of the room, making sure to grab your nichirin in the process. If he was going to be a stubborn oaf, then you weren’t going to waste your breath on him anymore. You had a mission, too, and talking to him was just wasting your time.

“Take a coat along, y/n it’ll be cold up there!”, you heard him shout to you, but you simply marched away.

Not before flipping him the bird, that is.

You furrowed your brows at the memory. It was the last time you had talked to Rengoku, and you sincerely hoped that it wasn’t the last.

Tears stung at the corner of your eyes, but you swallowed thickly and tried to avoid having a breakdown in the middle of a snowy forest.

Just as you were about to turn towards the village, a little voice inside you told you to turn left. You frowned in confusion.

The way to the village was on the right. So why is your intuition telling you to go left? You pondered for a second, before turning left. Your intuition was never wrong.

You mindlessly walked through the snow, letting your body take over your actions. You went where your feet took you.

You travelled quite a distance, until you came across a pink patch. An entire section of the snow had turned pinkish red, a sick color created by large amounts of blood seeping into the multiple layers of snow. You gasped in terror. Whoever had lost this blood, was probably dancing on the edge of death. There was still a chance to save them, however, so you ran in the direction of the pink splatters. You passed various twigs and broken branches, and you let them scratch at your skin, because saving this person was your top priority. You ran and ran, until you heard a muffled groan on your right. Turning, you followed the sound. It was coming from behind a large rock. Maybe they were trying to take shelter from the snow. As you walked over to them, you froze.

There, lying on his side, was your favorite hashira. His fiery red-orange hair, and white coat were unmistakable. You sank to your knees, unable to hold in your emotions.

“Rengoku… You’re..”, you managed to croak out at the man. He smiled warmly at you. One of his eyes was bleeding, and there was a major gash in his torso. He was losing a lot of blood. But that didn’t faze you. What mattered was that he was alive, and that he can be saved.

You dived into him, burying your face in his chest, while ensuring that you didn’t hurt him.

He held you close to his chest as you cried, muttering assurances and words of encouragement.

“Shh, I’m here now.”, he said, pulling you close.

You clutched onto his bloody cloak and sobbed into his warm embrace.

“I told you… I told you! I- I was so scared, I didn’t know what to do! I-”

“Shh, I know.”, he said, smiling sadly, “I should’ve listened to you, is what you’re thinking, ne?”

You nodded.

“If I hadn’t gone, then those boys would’ve been severely injured. They are, in a way, my students. I couldn’t have abandoned them, now, could I?”, he explained.

Your eyes widened in realization. He went because it was dangerous.

You shook your head at his bravery and his protectiveness. He had always been like this. Ever since you had first met him, his warm and bright aura had pulled you to him. His protective personality, unending determination and the natural urge to help others had astounded you. You hadn’t encountered such a kind and genuinely nice person before.

You were truly an idiot. You should have seen this coming. Of course, he would go if the situation was dangerous! He was and always has been ready to die for a good cause. Rengoku was a true hero, one who worked hard only to sacrifice himself for others.

“You’re an idiot, you know that?”, you mumbled, pulling back and smiling at him.

He grinned and patted your head lovingly. You leaned into his touch, before helping him up.

“I know. But that’s why you’re with me, right?”, he kissed your head.

You smiled, “Yeah. Now, let’s get you home.”

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Kyojuro Rengoku and impactful characters

Kyojuro Rengoku, is without a doubt, one of my favorite characters in all of Kimetsu no Yaiba. He's bold, a great elder brother, holds to his convictions, and is constantly engaged in defending the weak. He is, for lack of a better word, a good guy, and a good role model. In the after math of Mugen Train's worldwide release, I've been tickled pink by the amount of love this character has been getting, and for good reason. Yet, there's one slight issue. Spoilers Ahead for Mugen Train, and the rest of the manga!

The Mugen Train Arc is a total of 16 chapters, with the movie taking about 2 hours of runtime. To be blunt, it's a rather short arc, which is part of what made it the perfect arc to adapt into a film, rather than just making it a cour of a season. It's no secret that arcs following Mugen Train are much longer- After all, there's a reason Entertainment District is a season, rather than a second film to capitalize on Mugen Train's success in the Japanese and International Box Office. But what that leaves us with is the fact that, Rengoku gets a fraction of the screen time of other fan favorite characters, yet can stand toe to toe with them in terms of popularity. I had to consider a simple question in order to figure this out: What makes an impactful character?

Storytelling is no stranger to killing off characters the protagonist idolizes and learns from. It's the tragic lot of the mentor character, and while I love the brotherly relationship Tanjiro has with Giyu; among the Hashira, Kyojuro was perfectly suited as Tanjiro's mentor figure. In a way, Kyojuro Rengoku was a more complete form of Tanjiro, in terms of character arc. And it is through the relationship Kyojuro establishes with Tanjiro that the impact of Kyojuro Rengoku is primarily shown.

1 night on a train is a remarkably short amount of time to get to know somebody, but in the life-or-death circumstances of the narrative, bonds can be forged quite quickly. After all, spending time with someone in a dangerous situation often ends in a closer relationship, at least in terms of fiction. Tanjiro, along with Inosuke, are the two to be personal witnesses to Rengoku's legendary fight against Akaza, where Rengoku manages to hold his own until the sun rises. Rengoku sacrificed not only for the 200 passengers, but more specifically, for Tanjiro. This sacrifice is deeply moving to our young protagonist, and by extension, the audience. The protagonist is often our lens for viewing a story, and the narrative is often shaped by their perspective of it. Because the story of Kimetsu is at heart, Tanjiro's story, Renogku's sacrifice becomes a central cornerstone of that story. As humans, we naturally look up to people who we think are noble, or good, people who embody natural human ideals of Justice, Empathy, and Strength. So obviously Tanjiro looks up to Rengoku. Tanjiro feels, also, in a way, guilt for Rengoku's death. If he hadn't been wounded, Rengoku might have lived. Rengoku may have died, but he lives forever in the minds of our characters. in Tanjiro's guilt and admiration specifically.

I have a fondness for characters whose absence from a story is just as impactful as their being there. Another example of this idea found in KNY is the rest of Tanjiro's family. Their characters' remain impactful to the narrative as a driving force and source of mental strength for Tanjiro and Nezuko, despite their limited time, well, alive. Kyojuro is another one of these characters. His sacrifice and final words are a constant source of determination for Tanjiro, and the fact that Tanjiro eventually takes up Kyojuro's hand guard, and uses it in the blade which defeats Akaza, shows how much this man meant to him. Indeed that final fight with Akaza, at least in my mind, owes much of its satisfaction to Kyojuro's sacrifice. The Mugen Train arc promises us a rematch with Akaza, a chance for Tanjiro to avenge Kyojuro's death. That's a major part of why the 2nd Akaza fight hits so hard. All because of Kyojuro's sacrifice and positive influence on Tanjiro. And when Tanjiro breaks free of Muzan's control, Rengoku's arm is drawn foremost among the arms of those departed characters pushing him out.

Form is content, and so I can only assume this choice in emphasis was intentional on Gotouge's part. This relationship means a lot to Tanjiro, and so, naturally it means a lot to us as well.

But what about the meta-narrative? What about the story as a structure? Rengoku proves his impact there as well. Kyojuro Rengoku is the first major character in the story to die. And while he would not be the last Hashira to experience this fate, Kyojuro's death is raw, unforeseen, and laden with narrative implications. Kyojuro's death signals to the audience that death can, and does come swiftly and suddenly in this world, and that even new characters are its prey. Kyojuro's death establishes a sense of stakes. Characters have come close to death before, but they've always made it out on top. But not this time. The stakes are higher, now anyone can die. It is literally the narrative equivalent of a fist through the solar plexus.

However, despite all the neat literary ramblings I could go on about Kyojuro's role in the story as a mentor/motivator character, or about his crucial role in the narrative of the story, there is one thing that is the primary contributor to Rengoku's popularity (Boy, future focus Hashira have a tough act to follow):

The fact is, Kyojuro Rengoku is just a really good guy. He's the type of character who is easy to relate to. His strength of will and determination despite his trials, his firm belief in his ideals, alongside his strength. He is the kind of character, who in my case, inspires me to try and be better each day. Thank you Kyojuro Rengoku, you set our hearts ablaze.

#kyojuro rengoku #set your heart ablaze #analysis #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #mugen train #the narrative equivalent of a fist through the solar plexus #Rengoku's such a good guy that even Akaza wanted to be friends with him

[obanzi]

this took me a tad bit of a while but here here !

I'd prefer to be called toko or Mars please. Im omniromantic asexual and my pronouns are she/they. Im a July cancer 

Hobbies?

Not much Besides reading and writing 

Likes

Yes : I like binge watching shows and reading, as well as dressing up with anything I can find in my closet. 

Dislikes

No : Horror movies, the sound of alarm clocks, most sports

Human? Demon?

Humans would be much preferred but do as you wish

questions 

Pda?

Yeah but not that much pda

Breath style?

Breath of the ghosts (or moon) is what I'm going for

love language?

Words of affirmation

Indoors? Outdoors?

Indoors 

Flower?

Bluebonnets

Kins?

Denki, Toga - bnha, Tsumigi, Hajime - danganronpa , Tendou, Bokuto - Haikyuu, Hange - AOT, Dazai - BSD,  Killua - hxh

Ideal date?

Indoor movie night or shopping 

hello !! I hope u like ur matchup !!

Matchup For @tomocat-io

I Match You Up With ..

Rengoku Kyojuro

— my sister helped me with this one !!

Songs Based Off Relationship :

Fly Me to the Moon - Olivia O.

My Kind of Woman - Mac DeMarco

This December - Ricky Montgomery

How You Met :

You met Rengoku at a Hashira meeting ! You were the new Ghost Hashira ( that sounds rlly cool ! ) . Anyways , you were a bit shy to talk to the other Hashiras .. that was until Mitsuri ( Love Pillar ) & Rengoku ( Flame Hashira ) came to talk to you ! They’re really friendly :D .. either way , the three of you talked for a really long time !! Well it was mainly Mitsuri doing the talking with you and Rengoku saying more little things .. they both invited you eat lunch with them ! You were quite happy that you made some friends .. at least Mitsuri . Actually you were catching feelings for the young Flame Pillar ! When Mitsuri found out , she was cooing and how cute of a couple you both would be !! Let’s just say she would accidentally spill it out to Rengoku ..

Relationship Headcanons :

Rengoku is great with PDA . Although he does have a habit of showing you off .. it’s okay though !! If you ask him to tone it down a bit that’s totally okay ~ he loves you lots so he’s willing to do anything to make you happy !! His favorite is to hold hands ~

Hmm , I think Rengoku is okay with reading .. he doesn’t do it often but he does like to listen to you read ! He likes to lay in your lap while he listens to you .. sometimes he falls asleep from how soothing your voice is ! Also if you want , he’ll take you to the library for a date !! ... you’ll probably get kicked out from how loud Rengoku is tho —

Rengoku isn’t known for changing every hour or so . But he did have a little brother so maybe once or twice they would dress up — and when he heard that you like to dress up sometimes . He’s happy to Company you ! Either it’s dressing nice and fancy or something a little more silly — :D 

Dates with Rengoku are really nice ! He knows how to get more into the romantic mood or chilling mood . I think he’s an all around guy <3 Want to go for a movie ? Sure ! Want to stay indoors and cuddle ? Yes ! That’s my favorite !! He’s the best —

Rengoku’s love language is physical affection along with Quality time ! Rengoku loves when you have a way with words , whenever he is sad .. which is mostly never but sometimes he is — anyways , he loves to hear you talk !! It brings him so much joy and love into his heart :D

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[nadisabug]

Matchmaker

Pairing: Demon Slayer boys x fem!reader

Warnings: reader has had a terrible love life

Summary: Y/n’s love life, simply put, is shit. That is until her best friend decides to set her up…

A/N: hahahaha..ha. so. I couldn’t pick 😅 sorry 😅😅

Demon Slayer Masterlist

“Mitsuri please.”

“Yes, my love,” Mitsuri replied all too happily, pulling the brush away from my face. She cocked her head and blinked at me, oblivious to my predicament.

“Tell me who,” I begged for the fiftieth time.

“Nope!” She cheered. Then she returned to applying make up to my face. 

To say I had a shitty love life would be the understatement of the year. All of my past boyfriends had been absolutely terrible. Cheating, lying, breaking up over crow- you name it they did it. I had just gone through a really rough break-up with a boy from a village. I had gone to visit him and found out that he had been cheating on me with some other girl. How did I find out? By finding him with his tongue down her throat. 

So I had been taking a break from the dating scene for a while. A long while. 

That was before I met Mitsuri though. She intimidated me at first, being a Hashira and all, but we became quick friends. She didn’t mind that I was such a low rank, she liked me for me and was a really good friend. We met at the Butterfly House when, by coincidence, we were both injured. We spent a long time recuperating together, and bonded over the shared time we spent bed bound. 

When we became friends, Mitsuri insisted that she knew the perfect guy for me, all she had to do was set us up. I was hesitant because of my complicated past and kept telling her no, but quite obviously, she finally managed to break me down. 

The worst part? She wouldn’t tell me who she was setting me up with.

“Is he hot?”

Mitsuri crinkled her nose. “Oh god no.”

My eyes widened comically. “Mitsuri!”

“But you’ll think he is,” she responded in a sing-song voice. 

“Oh that’s encouraging,” I rolled my eyes. “Is he at least my age?”

“About,” she hummed. “Now close your eyes.”

I sighed and did as she said, knowing that she would not let me get any more information out of her. So I let her do my make up and quit trying to get it out of her. 

Mitsuri had raid my closet earlier and declared that nothing I had would do for what she had in mind. I had been slightly offended (I did have some nice clothes!) but let her dress me for the sake of argument. When I agreed to let her set me up, I also agreed to doing what she said so I didn’t have much ground to stand on anyway. 

She ended up picking a gorgeous outfit that just so happened to be my favorite color. So in the end, I wasn’t too upset. 

“Okay now look,” Misturi exclaimed, pulling back from me. 

I turned to the mirror beside us and nearly gasped. I had to admit it, I looked good. However frustrating Mitsuri was being right now, I had to admit she was good with make up. 

“Wow.”

“Yeah wow, I told you didn’t I?” Mitsuri bragged, throwing her hands on her hips. 

“Yeah, yeah you did,” I waved her off. I stood up and brushed my lap off. “So where am I going?”

“He’s going to pick you up outside my place,” she answered, packing up her things. 

“Okay, so should I just wait outside?”

“Sure,” she shrugged. “He’ll be here soon.”

“And what if I want to bail?”

Mitsuri turned to look at me with a smirk. “You won’t.”

“But if I do?”

“But if you do,” she responded, emphasizing the word, “then send me your crow and I shall burst in dramatically and pull you away from the horrid man!”

I reached over and lightly smacked her arm. “Be serious.”

“I am!”

“Okay I’m going outside.”

“Have fun, love!”

I waved her off and exited the room. Luckily it wasn’t too chilly outside, so I could wait without a problem. I stepped outside of the house and closed the door behind me. I walked through her gorgeous garden and waited right outside the gate. 

I waited for quite some time until I saw someone approaching me...

Waves // (coming soon) // (coming soon) // (coming soon)

#demon slayer x reader #demon slayer imagines #demon slayer tomioka #giyu x reader #giyuu x reader #giyuu tomioka x reader

[serodev]

Oh dear I accidentally clicked ask for a Matchup request sorry! Like i said im wanna be matched up with a Demon slayer if that fines and My name is Mahiru, I’m She/They, and Pansexual. I get really nervous around people but if i get used to them im a complete weirdo. I love singing, some of fav songs are Shatter me by Lindsey Stirling and Hey little girl sophiemarie.b, I love going outside and Im also very clingy. And if someone didn’t remind to eat or sleep I wouldn’t, Also Thank you so much!

Note(s): It's okay. You don't need to apologize for something simple as that! We all make mistakes, after all!

I match you up with...

Kyojuro Rengoku!

» Aah, another lucky person to get my favorite hashira! The reason for this matchup is pretty simple, and it's the fact that you love to sing and go outside!

» As we all know, Kyojuro is surprisingly active when it comes to hobbies and such, and he's more than happy to partake in your hobbies as well because he loves to spend time with you, even though he might suck at it!

» "It's the thought that counts!" He usually yells in his naturally energetic tone when he happens to mess up in something because there's no reason for him to dwell on negative feelings, and he loves to make you laugh.

» He may be a goofball when it comes to some of the things, but he'll still take stuff seriously when needed, such as your eating and sleeping habits. He actually found out that it's surprisingly easy to coax you into bed by promising to hug you and such.

» Last but not least, he loves to make you feel safe and loved. Whether it be by hugging you and squishing you against his chest or just by taking a gentle hold of your hand.

#rengoku kyojurou #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro rengoku #kny rengoku #rengoku x reader #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #pillars #kny matchup #sero writes