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⋆ request: “Hi How are u? Can u do 6. “sing me to sleep” for himejima kny”

lowkey super tired from work but that’s how it be,,, and sorry this took so long to post!!

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6. “sing me to sleep”

⋆ summary: himejima gyomei x gender neutral! reader waking up to memories of his past was never pleasant, so he asks you to help

⋆ word count: 288 words

⋆  date posted: May 26th, 2020

⋆ spoilers: kind of hinting at his backstory

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A/N: Listen to the song with the fic!

Song: Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World by Iz

Summary: The battle with Muzan is over. When you strum your ukulele and sing a certain song, you begin to speak to the spirits of the fallen, and see what their lives could have been.

Spoilers for the KNY manga!

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an artist on twitter mentioned the pillars being dressed in the hospital clothes from the butterfly estate and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about my man looking cute in them uwu

(featuring a sketch I was too lazy to clean but what else is knew)

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!!! yes!! this is so good!!!! kny chapter 200 spoilers, btw. you have been warned. the au i’m using is, the first words your soulmate says to you are on your body, they give a burning sensation when you meet them, and when they die, the words fade. IM SORRY THIS IS SO SHITTY

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Gyomei was born with such an odd soul mark. Most didn’t think much of it, simply calling it odd, but for some reason knowing his name was his soul mark brought him such sadness.

Most people met their soulmates by the time they were in their late teens, but at the age of twenty-six, he had yet to meet them. His work was all he needed to fill that empty void he felt in his chest, as if he were missing something so fundamental to him. The children filled him with joy, they made him happy.

I wouldn’t mind never meeting them, he tried to convince himself. I’m satisfied just helping raise children. And in fact, he almost managed to convince himself that this was the truth.

But one day when the parents were all picking up their kids he heard an oddly familiar female voice.

“Gyomei?”

He froze. His shoulders tensed. Where? Where had he heard that voice before?The nape of his neck was burning, scorching. His soul mark was searing his flesh –– he wouldn’t be surprised if he set off the smoke alarm as he almost winced from the pain.

“Gyomei, is that you?”

The woman’s voice was trembling, threatening to break. He could hear that verge of a sob in her throat, and he felt his body begin to shake. Why? Why was he filled with such sorrow?

“Do you remember me?”

His eyes widened, and he whirled around to face her.

“Please don’t leave me all alone, please…”

“I’m sorry.” He murmured, and smiled bitterly when she held him close, sobbing quietly.

She only cried harder, fists clenching his blood-soaked uniform so tightly. That child of hers, the one she’d given birth to when she was in a relationship with another man, before she met him. He loved her and her son, he loved both of them. He loved them so much that the boy became his own son as well.

“I’m begging you please don’t leave me behind,” her voice cracked. “I can’t do this without you.”

“I don’t want to leave either,” he admits, eyelids slowly lowering. “But I must.”

“…” The young woman was silent, simply holding her lover as the inevitable truth finally began to sink in.

“I have to go now.” The man speaks gently, breaths growing weaker. “I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

She kisses him one final time, a short kiss with blood mixed between them, before she holds his head to her chest gently like she always did when they were at home.

“If we ever meet in another life,” he speaks in his final breath. “I promise I won’t leave your side.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, more than you could ever imagine. I’m sorry.”

Their soul marks faded, and he was gone.

He breathes out her name, softly, as if it were too good to be true. “I thought I was never going to see you again.”

“Gyomei,” she said his name in a breath before she ran forward and wrapped her arms around him tightly. The giant returned the embrace without hesitation, holding the woman close as tears slipped down his cheeks. A choked sob left her as the man squeezed her a little harder, as if she would disappear were he to let her go.

“I’m so happy you’re here,” he whispers. “I’m sorry.”

“Mommy, do you know Mister Himejima?”

The woman had to slowly break away from Gyomei to look down at her son. He looks just like their son from so many years ago, the man newly realizes.

“Yes, he’s…” She hesitates, so he decides to take the leap.

“I am your mommy’s boyfriend.” Gyomei says calmly with a soft smile. The little boy is quiet before gasping with a cheer.

“Mister Himejima’s my daddy now?!”

The tall man can feel how her hand in his grows tight, surprised at her son’s words. But after a moment of shocked silence, she smiles.

“Yes, he’s your daddy now.”

He never thought so many things could happen in just one day, but he wasn’t complaining.

“Gyomei, do you want to spend the night with us?”

Definitely not complaining.

“Of course.”

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more kimetsu academy stuff!!

iguro is allergic to women but still wants to see mitsuri

gyomei is now a dad I Don’t Make The Rules

AKAZA AND KOYUKI BSZHBDXNBZ 🥺💓💖💞💗

douma you Stinky Son of a Bitch

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The Pillars. The nine highest ranked swordsmen among the demon hunters. Those who are of lower status than the pillars may be killed at a frightening rate, but they are different. The pillars are the ones sustaining the demon hunters.

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