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flametrashiraarchive · 10 months

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Being a kakushi helping out in a lot of Kyo's missions, basically a friend already... Having a big fat crush on Shinjuro. Celebrating a hard successful mission and you let it slip in a drunken haze, within earshot of Shinjuro - and then well ✨👀 Shinjuro is kinda lonely ya know... And he supposes he might want another kid ya know...

- Beer anon 🍻

Hellooooo so I got carried away again lol. Shinjuro just makes me feel some kind of way and I can't be brief about him. I hope you don't mind but I left out the wanting a kid part but the horniness is all here!

Also this is canon-divergent. Everyone is alive at the end lol (even Muzan... he's just living on a farm with me and Douma... jk... unless....)

NSFW under the cut. CW for drinking alcohol.

Dancing with the Flame

Shinjuro couldn't believe his own ears. For one, his son Kyojuro was drunk on shōchū (a very rare occurrence) which made him extremely giggly (less rare). And two, you were talking to his son about him.

"I want him, Kyojuro," you repeated, with giddy sincerity.

Perhaps he hadn't heard you correctly. The celebration was loud since Tengen was setting off fireworks like they cost nothing. It seemed the entire demon slayer corps had gathered to celebrate the defeat of the demon king: pillars, rank and file slayers, kakushi, medics, swordsmiths… the air was crackling with hope and excitement. So, he must have heard wrong, he told himself. There had to be some other explanation.

"Kyojurooo, I mean it. Your dad is so damn hot. Let me be your stepmother."

All his son could do was laugh, his face a deep pink shade.

"He's just so... burly... and... ugh, you know? Please invite him over so I can-."

"I am NOT enabling you to seduce my father!"

"Kyoooojuroooo!"

There was no denying it and it shouldn't have felt as good as it did. He'd met you on a few occasions and he'd remembered your name. You seemed to be a good friend to Kyojuro, and a capable member of his team.

But Ruka had been gone for over a decade, and since her death, Shinjuro hadn't even so much as looked at another woman. But with the demon threat eliminated once and for all, you weren't wearing your face covering, and he really saw you for the first time.

And no, noticing how pretty your eyes and your smile were didn't count. Nor did respectfully noticing the way your Kakushi uniform fit your figure nicely. Or...

His eyes widened.

Oh gods, that absolutely counted, didn't it?

"Come on... You love your little brother... I could give you more little brothers. Dozens of them. Please just one chance, Kyo-."

When Shinjuro finally chanced a glance in your direction, Kyojuro had one hand firmly clamped over your mouth while he raised his shōchū cup to his lips with the other.

A rare smile pulled at the corner of Shinjuro's lips. Being wanted felt good.

Before he had chance to talk himself out of it, he began to walk over to your table. He'd had a few to drink too and the was alcohol bolstering his confidence.

Your startled eyes as Shinjuro approached, and the way you tried to discreetly nudge Kyojuro to alert him... you were so sweet, so funny.

"Father!" Kyojuro greeted him effusively, finally removing his hand from your mouth. "I'm so happy you joined the celebration."

"Of course," Shinjuro said, sitting at an empty spot at the table. "My eldest son helped defeat Muzan. How could I miss it?"

Kyojuro beamed at him, and Shinjuro's heart swelled with pride. He hadn't always been the father his boys deserved, but he was working toward being a better man, and repairing the damage he had done.

But your eyes were fixed on Shinjuro too, and he could feel the heat of your gaze.

"Good evening to you too," he said.

Your cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink. "Good evening, Lord Rengoku."

"Shinjuro," he corrected. "Please."

Gods, your eyes were even prettier up close.

He hadn't tried to flirt with anyone for over two decades. It was a strange sort of feeling, and truth be told, though he'd faced countless demons without feeling the slightest bit nervous, this was a different beast entirely.

"Would you like to dance?" he asked, hoping you didn't hear the waver in his voice.

Your eyes widened at the question... so did Kyojuro's. The boy raised his eyebrows and quickly walked away, leaving you and Shinjuro alone.

Gods, he wasn't prepared for that.

But then you smiled and took his hand, and Shinjuro's heart quickened. Together you walked to the center of the party, where couples were gathered, dancing to the music.

He had no idea what his next move was, but you took care of that. Once you reached the dancing couples you kept walking...

"Wait... where are we going?" He asked.

"To dance." You looked up at him with those pretty eyes and gave him a slanted smile. Wherever you were leading him he couldn't resist following.

He knew the layout of the headquarters well enough to quickly figure it out, and he soon found himself treading a familiar path to the training ground and toward the equipment shed.

His heart began to pound as anticipation coiled in his belly. His breaths became heavier and less satisfying the closer you got to the shed. Your intentions were clear.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked, well aware of his higher status, his larger body, his strength, even though it was abundantly clear that you were in charge.

You led him around the back of the structure, where the moonlight pooled and he could see your hands reaching beneath your kimono and pulling down your underwear. "I'm sure, Lord Ren- Shinjuro... I want you."

"Mmh..." he tried to bite back his groan, but it broke free anyway. It had been so long since he was intimate with anyone, let alone someone new. But Gods, he wanted it. "I want you too. But... it's been a while. You'll have to forgive me if I'm a little sloppy."

You chuckled, pulling at the neckline of his kimono. "I don't care, Shinjuro, give me sloppy."

That was all he needed. He pressed his body to yours, pinning you to the wall of the equipment shed as he kissed you.

His desire, which he had long thought dwindled to ash, ignited at the touch of your lips. He kissed you deeply, his tongue stroking yours, his hands splayed across your jaw. And you were so damned eager, sucking his lower lip and tangling your fingers in his hair, sending tingling bolts of pleasure through his body. He was hard in seconds, his touch-starved body demanding more.

But before he would allow that, he was going to make you cum. Shinjuro wasn't some impatient young buck willing to rut against you for a few minutes until his aching cock was satisfied. He was going to take his damn time and make sure you both got the most out of this.

The former flame hashira got to his knees, lifting the bottom of your kimono and trailing kisses up your thighs. His big, rough hands slid from your ankles to your knees, keeping your legs together.

Your sighs of pleasure and your impatient little whimpers made his cock twitch.

"Shinjuro..."

"Patience," he whispered against the soft skin of your inner thighs. "Don't worry, I'll get you there."

The heat coming off you was intoxicating. You angled your hips toward him; so damn needy and ready. Your clit was already swollen and glistening with your arousal, and that he could not hold back from. He leaned forward, sliding his tongue over your flesh, groaning at the taste of you.

A cry escaped your lips as his tongue lapped at your clit. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping them together and holding you upright as your legs trembled.

"Gods... Shinjuro..."

The desperation in your voice and the taste of your cunt made his cock throb, but as badly as he wanted to fuck you, he wouldn't let that happen until he made you cum. He licked you slowly at first, savoring the taste, drawing out your pleasure, until he felt you bearing down on his tongue, silently begging for more.

He wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked, flicking his tongue over it as you whined and tugged at his hair.

"M-more..." you whispered. "Don't stop. Don't..."

You needn't worry. There was nothing he wanted more than your complete and absolute ecstasy. He sucked and licked at your clit like it sustained him, driving you higher and higher until you cried out, almost collapsing onto him as you pulsed and quivered on his tongue. And when your orgasm subsided, he kissed it like a lover, his cock weeping tears of pre-cum, so desperate to bury himself in the wet heat of you.

"Shinjuro, please fuck me," you begged, putting your hand beneath his chin and tiling his head to face you. You were so goddamn beautiful in the moonlight. His heart was aching almost as much as his cock.

He wasn't about to deny your request. He stood up and kissed you again, melting at the soft caress of your lips as you tugged impatiently at his clothing, hitching your thigh onto his hip, coating the head of his cock in your slick nectar.

A deep, desperate groan rolled through him as your tongue slid against his, tasting yourself and moaning softly. No, there was no holding back now. He was going to fuck you. He had to fuck you.

A moment later he had you hoisted up, your legs wrapped around his waist as he pinned you to the side of the shed and slid his cock into you. The way your mouth fell open at the sensation of him filling you, the way your pussy clenched around him; it was heaven.

"Mm… Is it good?" he whispered, seeking your praise. "Am I making you feel good?"

"Yes!" You cried out in answer, raking your fingernails across his back.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it? Hm?" he growled against your ear. "You were imagining my cock deep inside your pretty cunt, weren't you?"

You nod, and a grin spreads across his face.

Tengen was still shooting off his damn fireworks, but in the silence between each shriek and explosion the night was filled with your gasping breath, your moans, the sound of flesh on flesh as he fucked you hard. You pulled aside the collar of his kimono and kissed his neck, sending sparks of pleasure through his veins.

"Mmh... Gods, I need... oh..." he was incoherent, lost in the sensation of you. His brow furrowed as he focused on his breathing, drawing from his hashira training to regain control. "Are you going to cum for me... one more time?"

"I'm close..."

"Good. Let me feel it. I wanna feel you cum all over my cock, pretty girl." He thrust into you harder, faster, letting his passion take over.

And then you cried out, your pussy pulsing around him as your lips crashed against his. "Shinjuro..."

"That's it," he whispered in your ear. Each throb of your muscles brought him closer and closer. "Oh Gods, yes, you feel so good. So good..." His teeth clenched as his own peak neared. "I'm..."

He pulled out with the intention of spilling his seed onto the ground, but a moment later you were on your knees, your lips around the tip of his cock, licking and sucking as you tugged his aching balls.

"Fuck!" He growled, his hand coming down to grip the back of your head as he came with a grunt. He had to brace himself against the shed to keep from collapsing as you swallowed down his load. "Ohhh.... fffffuck... pretty girl, that's it. Gods... that's it."

It had been so long, so damn long. So many years of denying himself, of thinking misery was the only thing he had left. But you... you made him feel good. Even if just for that moment, you made him feel like the man he thought he'd lost.

You smiled up at him as he tried to get his breath back, still bracing himself against the shed.

"You're something else," he chuckled as you grinned pressed your teeth to your bottom lip. "Something wonderful." He took your hand and helped you to your feet, pressing a kiss to each knuckle. "Thank you."

You balanced on the tips of your toes as you kissed him softly and slowly, your hand resting at the center of his chest. When he pulled back his heart was thundering, because he knew that while this was your first dance, it was by no means the last.

#shinjuro x reader #rengoku shinjuro #shinjuro smut #shinjuro rengoku #kny shinjuro #rengoku x reader #shinjuro x yn #shinjuro x you #demon slayer Shinjuro

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urlocalreadermooni · 11 months

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Part 2 of

Aizetsu x Reader (Hashira)

Part 1

“Oh how delightful~” Karaku said from behind you. Wrapping his arms around you and licking your neck. You shivered and tried to get him off of you but he didn’t DARE let go. “Get off her Karaku. You're making me upset.” Aizetsu said while grabbing you away from him. You were just stunned. No words, just stunned. “Both of you stop bickering. It's pissing me off.”

Sekido said with anger. Walking up to you, staring you in the eyes. “If you are with the others. You're with me too. She's pretty pathetic for a hashira.” He scoffed. You nudged Aizetsu to let you go and he did, you walked to Sekido and smiled. “You look like you need a hug.” And hugged him. He stood there, stunned. Wondering why that was your first reaction. You heard laughing from behind you. Looking up you see Sekido blushing like CRAZY.

You started giggling and cupped his cheek with your hand, kissing him and walking away, leaving him there. Urogi was getting a kick out of this and was laughing so hard. He practically fell on the floor laughing.

It has been 2 weeks since the demon slayer corp has heard from you, usually you get in and get out with your missions. When your crow had returned to them claiming that you had been taken away by an uppermoon, the other hashira were not too happy about it.

“Are you kidding me..” Sanemi said in annoyance.

Mitsuri was dreaded to hear the news and started crying. She loved you! (In a friendly way.) “How could this happen! I was there! I didn’t know she was there!”

Shinobu was comforting Mitsuri, “Maybe she will return? We should always hope for the best.”

Muichiro was the most furious of them all. He might forget a lot of things, but he could never forget you. “I am going back.” and he was gone in a flash.

“We pray for your safety.. Kind soul..” Gyomei had tears streaming down his eyes as he prayed for your safety.

“Another hashira gone… We can’t replace them fast enough..” Obanai said coldly, not caring that you were gone.

Giyuu didn’t really say anything.

Kagaya was deeply upset at another one of his children going missing.

You were pampering Aizetsu since the other 3 clones had left to go hunt for humans. Kissing all over his face and cuddling him. He would let out the cutest giggles and repay your kindness with his own. Kissing you back and loving you. He would fidget with your hair and every so often bury his face into the crook of your neck to just take in your scent. It might sound weird but it felt comforting to him. You didn’t find it weird at all (hopefully) and thought it was cute!

“You make me so happy.. It makes me want to cry..” You smiled and kissed him on the cheek. You loved him very much, you loved all the clones very much! The more time you spend with them the more you fall for them. You know if you were caught loving them, you would be forced to kill yourself. But did you care? Not really.

Aizetsu had nuzzled into your neck and started softly kissing your neck, causing you to chuckle since it felt almost ticklish. He was mumbling sweet nothings into your neck, causing your face to be bright red. You were sitting on his lap when Urogi came bursting through the door. (You guys found an abandoned house to rest in when it was daytime) He looked at you two for a minute and started chuckling. “Aizetsu stop hogging all the fun!~” Aizetsu looked at him angrily interrupting his moment with you. “What do you want Urogi.. You are upsetting me..”

Urogi sighed and looked at the two of you seriously. “That black and blue haired hashira is back, and keeps shouting your name, (Name).” You stopped smiling. “Muichiro… No he shouldn’t be here. Get him out of her WITHOUT hurting him.. Please..” You asked Urogi and he nodded. “Anything you wish for my dove~” You blushed at the sudden nickname. “I will tell the others not to hurt him!” He laughed a bit and asked “What is he to you anyway.” He asked a bit more seriously but still smiling. “He's my little brother..” he started smiling more. “Ohh! I thought he was trying to steal you from us~” He walked over to you lifting your chin and kissing you before leaving.

Aizetsu had an angry look on his face, he looked at you and pulled you closer. Hugging you tightly. “Pay attention to me. It's making me sad that you're paying more attention to him than me.” You giggled at his act of jealousy. “Aww~ you're so cute Aizetsu!” You continued to pamper him with kisses and attention for hours.

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ebonyslasher · 5 months

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Sorry if this is to specific

But can you do a thick user with demon slayer men? And when I say thick i mean like a pear body shape wide lower body parts and stretch marks I just don’t see a lot of writers do this body type

It's not too specific at all! Honestly, you could even give more detail than that and it'd still be okay. I chose the guys, since you didn't include which specific men you wanted.

Pear-Shaped Thick!Reader with Demon Slayer men:

Tengen Uzui

"What a flashy figure...!"

Tengen is enchanted by your looks. Your hair, skin, and fashion were so distinctive from the area. He was bored with the Meiji era standard of beauty. How were you going to be flashy if you looked standard?! He finally found another person that would understand his plight.

As expected, he's quite vocal with his appreciation. How could he NOT be? You were cool and extra fine; someone worthy to be apart of his harem.

"Y/N, you're just as stylish as ever!"

"Whoa! Be careful throwing that flashy figure around, you might just make people faint!"

The people he's referring to is his wives. They are also avid fans of you. What? You thought he would faint? And miss looking at that awesome body of yours?

He certainly did not want to miss seeing your smooth skin, enriched with lovingly patterned strikes that covered your cute hanging stomach, ass, and thighs. He bit his lips at the thought of touching your soft body. Cuddling with you would be heaven on earth. You were beautiful and beginning to be a wonderful possible addition to his marriage.

Giyuu Tomioka

Characteristically, your shape is not the first attribute Giyuu noticed. He paid more attention to your face and how you acted during your introduction. Once his attraction to you becomes more apparent over time, that's when he pays attention to your body.

He's overwhelmed. How could he handle all that? He isn't a confident man. The only time his confidence shows is in his fighting and training, slightly. Not in romance, much less sexual interactions. He employs a secret style training...calls it Sex Breathing. It targets his arms, hips, and legs in order to handle your bottom heavy size.

One time, he accidentally watched you when you were changing. It was a small moment before he forcefully turned his head away. But Tomioka did not miss that you had stretch marks adorning your thick thighs. Giyuu became addicted to the memory, wishing he could have had the audacity to watch you fully undress.

Your figure could not be hidden by your clothing, much to his combined glee and chagrin. He loved that he could see it, but hated that others could enjoy your lovely figure too.

Gyomei Himejima

Gyomei, respectable and pious as he is, privately succumbs to his dirty thoughts after you both start dating. He'd felt your bottom heavy figure against his body after the first hug. The feeling of that soft stomach and thick thighs stuck in his memory. The hulking young man begins to pray.

"Kami, as these straying thoughts plague my mind, i must ask that the gods keep me afloat. But, I must thank them! Only they could construct a being such as Y/N! I will not ignore this obvious blessing to my life!"

Gyomei will not make it known of his thoughts on your figure, keeping his comments to himself. He makes the effort to not make you uncomfortable, not wanting to scare you off. Once you let him know that it's okay, he is more free with his thoughts.

He strongly desires to hold you daily, his hands ache to travel down your pear-shaped figure in glee. You felt so soft. Gyomei wanted to cuddle to feel his hard muscles against your supple form. It's always a blessing when he's able to. Each time is more magical than the last.

Gyomei, selfishly, makes you describe your stretch marks to him. As poetic as possible, to paint the perfect picture in his head.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

It was rough journey getting past Sanemi's tough exterior. Many times you wanted to give up on your odd pursuit of this mean ass hashira. But, it was obvious his act protected himself and others, albeit extremely harsh. You knew something sweet lied past that facade.

And your intuition was correct. After you broke him down with your endless flirting, he started to bite back. In his own special way, of course. It starts with:

"I'm not staring!"

"Just cause you're shaped like that doesn't mean you can say whatever you want."

"Sometimes looking at you calms me down...but excites me in a different way.."

Sanemi felt drunk whenever he was with you. The sight of you makes his heart race. Your pear shaped figure was something he could not ignore. Trust and believe, he has tried many times. It was as if your body called out to him, instructing him to look. Much to his embarrassment, it did not take long for him to relent to the voice and stare. He was always in a different plane of existence when you came into the room. It annoyed him to no end.

Sanemi was speechless when he first laid eyes upon your unclothed form. His eyes gravitated up and down the electric marks that blessed your appearance. You had never seen him so affected.

#demon slayer #black reader #tengen uzui #giyuu tomioka #gyomei himejima #sanemi shinazugawa #tengen x reader #giyuu x reader #gyomei x reader #sanemi x reader

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heyiwrotesomethings · 1 year

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HELLO HOPE UR HAVING A NICE DAY! i would like to request a shinobu x fem!reader(she/her) :) ok so, this is when shinobu is in her past personality and kanae is still alive, reader has a crush on the grumpy shinobu and tries to court her but, shinobu denies all of the reader’s confessions because shes scared to be in a relationship considering the world theyre in. (obv reader doesnt give up but i wouldnt either) fast travel to kanaes death and reader tries to cheer shinobu up but suddenly shinobu just snaps at the reader (due to stress and overwhelmness) and tells reader to leave her alone for good and reader does just that. reader stops with trying to court shinobu and shinobu will lowkey miss the readers shenanigans and shinobu deeply regrets yelling at reader, so shinobu goes to reader and apologizes and they live happily ever after! I HOPE THAT WASNT TOO COMPLICATED! I TRIED TO MAKE IT SIMPLE BUT MY BRAIN IS IMAGINING SO MUCH AND I HAD RO GET THIS ONE OUT 😍 I LOVE ALL OF YOUR FICS AND YOUVE BEEN MY FAV SHINOBU WRITER IN TUMBLR! HAVE A NICE DAY/NIGHT -⭐️

A Trade of Equal Value

Shinobu Kochou x She/Her Reader

A/N: I had a pretty good time writing this one (even if I was still working on it at 2am last night lol)! The timeline is also kinda scuffed because I didn’t want to write in the four years between Kanae’s death and where Shinobu is mentally by the time Tanjirou and Co come around, but I still imagine her at the same age she is when the boys are introduced. I also got pretty angsty with Kanae’s death and Shinobu lashing out, but as usual, it turns out alright in the end.I feel like I should also note that Shinobu has a panic attack which I have bracketed with ‘~~~’. Shinobu even gets a little Gomez Addams-y at the end which I think is pretty nice if I do say so myself. Thanks for the request, I hope you like the result! Word Count: 4,906

“Shinobu, wait up!”

Shinobu exhaled audibly and Kanae giggled beside her, hooking her arm with Shinobu’s so that she couldn’t escape the other demon slayer quickly catching up to them.

“Be nice,” Kanae advised her.

“I’m plenty nice.” Shinobu whispered defensively. She enjoyed (Y/n)’s company more than most of the other people she had to deal with on a daily basis, but she was just getting back from a mission that lasted all night and she was too tired to cater to whatever scheme (Y/n) was cooking up this time.

“Shinobu!” (Y/n) caught up to the sisters and hugged Shinobu from behind, “And hello to you too, Kanae-san!”

“Hello, (Y/n)-chan, how was your night?” Kanae asked, nearly smirking as her rosy-cheeked sister attempted to free herself from (Y/n)’s embrace. (Y/n) showed Shinobu mercy by letting her go and walking at her side instead.

“Pretty quiet. Everything went alright on your end?”

“Just fine.” Kanae confirmed.

“Good! So, um, Shinobu,”

Oh gods, here she goes again… Shinobu braced herself.

“There is a street festival going on in downtown Tokyo tomorrow. Want to go check it out with me? As a date? Or not… whatever you are more comfortable with.”

“What a fun idea!” Kanae spoke on Shinobu’s behalf, “She’ll be happy to go with you!”

“Neesan!” Shinobu objected.

“Am I wrong?” Kanae pouted, “would you not like to spend time with (Y/n)? Should I maybe go with her instead? I wouldn’t mind getting out for the day.”

Shinobu turned her head so (Y/n) couldn’t see her face and scowled at Kanae. Never let it be said that Kanae couldn’t be as conniving as she was kind.

Shinobu had met (Y/n) during Final Selection. They had spent most of that hellish week together, quickly forming a rapport that continued even after they made it out of the wisteria forest. They went on missions together often and spent a lot of off time together too.

They grew very close, close enough that Shinobu’s mood would sour when (Y/n) wasn’t around. Close enough that Kanae felt the need to tease her about how close they walked together in the halls. Close enough that (Y/n) had confessed to Shinobu a few weeks ago and was now trying yet another courting attempt.

Shinobu enjoyed spending time with (Y/n), but if they became any closer than they already were and (Y/n) went out for a mission and never came back, Shinobu was afraid of where that would leave her. It was hard enough to lose people she had met in passing, friends, family… she didn’t want to know what it was like to lose a romantic partner too. She had already witnessed such a thing a few months back.

There was a fiancée of one slayer Shinobu had known in passing since she was a Kakushi. She had been sent to clean up a location before another demon was discovered in the area. Woefully ill-equipped to deal with the situation, she had lost her life.

When the slayer who was her betrothed had received the news, he deteriorated over the next three weeks before finally passing away in his bed at the Butterfly Estate. Shinobu had fumed over the loss.

“There was nothing wrong with him!” She had exclaimed heatedly, angry at the situation. She had been unable to find anything physically wrong with the young man in all the tests she had done.

Kanae smiled sympathetically and put her hands on Shinobu’s shoulders as they watched the Kakushi remove the covered body from the infirmary.

“Sometimes there is just no curing a broken heart,” She had replied.

“I’ll go.” Shinobu gave Kanae a warning glare when her lips split into a larger smile, then she turned back to (Y/n), making the girl jump at the intensity of her stare, “But it is not a date.”

(Y/n) closed her eyes briefly and exhaled softly through her nose before giving Shinobu a small shrug and a relaxed smile, “Understood.”

That’s how it always went. (Y/n) sweetly telling Shinobu she loved her with little gifts and proposed outings with intentions clear. It became as normal a part of their relationship as anything else they did together.

Time and time again, Shinobu would deny her, but always kept her close. She would never admit it, never give herself a moment to reflect on it, but every time (Y/n) expressed her interest in courting her, although Shinobu denied her at every turn, she always felt a sense of relief that (Y/n) was still interested in her.

There had been a few occasions where (Y/n) had gotten friendly with other people and put Shinobu on edge. These instances made her feel jealous and more irritable than what was common for the younger of the Kochou sisters, but (Y/n) always came back to her in the end, even if Shinobu had to do a little prodding behind the scenes.

Kanae had noticed one such occasion and gently scolded Shinobu for it.

“If you are not intending to pursue a courtship with (Y/n), you really mustn’t sabotage the potential for her to find someone who wants to do what you will not. That wouldn’t be fair. Don’t keep her heart if you are not going to share yours in return. Regardless of what you decide, you must treat (Y/n) well. Friend or lover. Do you understand, Shinobu?”

To be lectured by Kanae was truly humbling and even embarrassing to an extent. If Kanae actually scolded someone, one would assume they must have really deserved it. Which is why Shinobu grunted a quick, “yes”, with her eyes cast shamefully to the floor before all but stomping away.

So maybe she had gone a bit overboard interfering with (Y/n)’s sparring partner’s recovery training schedule, but in her defense, (Y/n) was her partner first. Even if she had been okay with back to back sessions, Shinobu didn’t want anything less than (Y/n)’s best when they sparred so that meant nameless-sparkly-eyed-touchy-slayer had to find something else to occupy their time.

Turning the corner after exiting Kanae’s room, she found (Y/n) waiting for her. Leaning against the wall with a couple of wooden swords in her hands, she offered one to Shinobu with a inquisitive look.

“Want to let off some steam?” She asked.

“Yeah,” Shinobu managed a small grin at the offer, taking the sword and ignoring the tingles that traveled through her body when their hands touched.

This was what she wanted, the same steadfast compatibility they had when they met in the forest. Nothing scary, just them in their most pure and uncomplicated form. Was that so wrong? Kanae shouldn’t judge Shinobu for wanting this… the only opinions that mattered in this instance were her own and (Y/n)’s, and perhaps that was true to an extent, but Kanae’s wisdom about treating (Y/n)’s heart with care should not have been so easily pushed to the back of Shinobu’s mind… because it would be the last time such advice left Kanae’s lips.

The preparations for Kanae’s funeral had simultaneously happened agonizingly slow and all too fast. The most time Shinobu had to process her sister’s death was probably in those moments holding her beaten and bloodied body waiting for the Kakushi to collect her from the battlefield. She had held her long enough to notice how her skin had gone cold as the sunrise broke over the hills much too late to save the Hashira from her unforgiving fate. The emptiness she felt when the Kakushi finally arrived and gently took Kanae’s weight off of her almost felt worse than the initial death.

But there was no time to dwell on that. There was work to do. Cremation, service, paperwork, becoming the head of the mansion and taking on all of the duties that entailed. Meetings with Oyakata-sama himself and his condolences and hopes for her moving forward. She had already been close to becoming eligible for a Hashira position herself, but she hadn’t thought she would soon be replacing her sister instead of sitting beside her.

~~~

When she could finally be alone, Shinobu collapsed onto the tatami floor of her bedroom and wept, Kanae’s haori tightly wound within her grasp. What would she do? What would she do without her? Her sister, who loved and understood her more than any other, gone with one last, rattling breath that even now echoed within Shinobu’s ears. Her own breathing now was too shallow, her eyes stung and she couldn’t see. Her stomach felt cold and heart twisted so viscously in her chest that she felt physically ill.

Hands suddenly wrapped around her biceps and she tried to pull away, still struggling to breathe. The hands left for but a moment before they returned, fingers touching more cautiously than before. Slowly running up and down her arms to her hands and then back up to shoulders and the back of her neck, continuing the motion repeatedly.

Over time, the static in her ears dissipated and she was able to hear a soft voice, urging her to breath. She suddenly felt so exhausted that she couldn’t keep herself upright and fell forward, but instead of the floor, forehead fell against something more solid, but not hard. The arms wrapped around her and the voice continued to coax her to breathe, now gently swaying her from side to side.

~~~

Shinobu had no idea how much time had passed when she finally had the strength to pull away, seeing (Y/n) looking over her with worry. It made her feel so small and powerless and… and angry.

“Why,” Shinobu rasped sharply, “are you here?”

(Y/n) flinched backward at Shinobu’s tone, swallowing a lump in the back of her throat before answering.

“With everything that happened, I was worried about you. I could hear you from the hall, you scared me.”

“So?” Shinobu spat, trying to get up, but her legs weren’t cooperating. (Y/n) reached forward to help her, “Don’t.” Shinobu quickly rebuffed.

(Y/n)’s hands returned to her lap, tightly clasped. “I’m sorry. I’ve never seen you like this before. Please, tell me how I can help.”

“I don’t want your help.” Shinobu growled. “Why, why can’t you just leave me alone? You just can’t take no for an answer, can you?” Shinobu wasn’t yelling, but the harshness of her tone was just as sharp in (Y/n)’s ears. “Help me,” She scoffed, though it sounded more like a whimper in her ears, making her more angry, “unless you can bring the dead back to life, stay the hell away from me.”

“Shinobu, please—“

Shinobu was so full of rage and anguish, her misdirected anger only became more pointed. The lack of control was eating at her, she felt like she was lost on treacherous seas, trying to stay afloat by dragging (Y/n) under the churning black water so that she could maybe get just one full breath without swallowing the salty brine. It would be so easy. The one thing that she could control.

“This isn’t something you can fix! This isn’t a fairy tale where you get the girl by saying a few sappy half-baked sentiments. How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t want you?”

The words struck (Y/n) deeply, but she tried to power through, “That’s not why I’m here, Shinobu. I swear I’m not expecting anything to change. You’re hurting, and as your friend I—“

“You aren’t my friend!” Shinobu shouted. “Time and time again you ask to court me. Time and time again I refuse you. Your narcissism knows no bounds... The kindness you are attempting to show me is a forgery! A means to the end you keep badgering me for! You are reprehensible, a thorn wedged in my side, I can’t stand you, can’t you see that?! Leave!”

Shinobu’s heavy breathing was deafening in the quiet left behind by her words. Glaring down at (Y/n), she felt no lighter. No weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. In fact, as the sound of silence grew, the air around them only seemed to become thicker.

After stewing in the silence, (Y/n) attempted to speak. Her voice cracked on the first word and with it, Shinobu’s heart. She slowly got to her feet as if she had been physically beaten, avoiding Shinobu’s eyes as she turned away to wipe at her own.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered through a hitched sob that made Shinobu’s blood chill, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you felt like that.”

Tell her you don’t. Take it all back, hurry. Try to make it better. Don’t let her slip away too. A hurried whisper within Shinobu’s mind pleaded, but she found herself mute, still and rigid as a statue. Her mind was fuzzy, yet somehow working in overdrive, but she appeared to not have the means to do anything about it.

“I never wanted you to feel uncomfortable. It was hard enough asking the first time, I wouldn’t have asked again if Kanae-san,” another choked sob, “if she hadn’t encourage me to keep trying, if she hadn’t sounded so sure that you felt the same, I wouldn’t have bothered you after that...

Even so, I should have noticed how you really felt. I didn’t pay close enough attention, yet I still claimed to love you. I really am the worst, huh?”

Shinobu could see the terrible false smile (Y/n) wore as she slowly slid the door open and shuffled into the hall. The voice in Shinobu’s head screamed at her to move, to speak, to stop (Y/n) from slipping out of the room completely, but she still stood stubbornly frozen.

“I’m sorry, I’ll leave you alone. I promise.”

The door closed, furthering the chasm between them and casting Shinobu’s room in darkness once more. She could hear (Y/n)’s footsteps fading, but instead of following, she slid back down to the floor in a strange state between wakefulness and unconsciousness. Not quite grasping the gravity of this event until much later when the other girls finally had her eating and sleeping properly again and she had some time to reflect.

(Y/n) had made good on her promise to leave Shinobu alone. When Shinobu had worked up the courage to find her and apologize for all the awful things she said nearly a month ago, the room that was all but officially (Y/n)’s was uniform with the other empty rooms spread across the mansion.

Kiyo had found her standing in the doorway and timidly approached.

“(Y/n)-san told us that she was going to ask the Stone Hashira if he was willing to take on another Tsuguko. Her crow sent us a letter a couple days later. She was accepted. The Kakushi helped relocate her belongings.”

“Oh.” Shinobu softly exclaimed, because what else could she say? It was either that or sink to the floor like a slug and Shinobu wasn’t quite ready to go that route yet.

“But now that you know, you could go talk to her. If you wanted to.” Kiyo cautiously added. She and the other girls may or may not have caught wind of what had happened, but were too nervous to try to interfere before now.

“Thank you, Kiyo. I think I will do just that.”

***

“Himejima-san, please.”

Shinobu couldn’t believe that Gyomei of all people was getting in her way of speaking to (Y/n). The man who had saved her and introduced her to a cultivator had been a father figure to her for years now and to have him standing in her way like he was now stung.

“It is not my decision to make,” Gyomei shook his head, still standing firm, “She does not wish to see you. Why that is, I do not know, but it is the decision she has made and one that I must honor.”

“I need to see her, it’s urgent.” She insisted.

“Is her health failing?”

“No.”

“Does she have a mission?”

“…No.”

“Then I see no reason to yield, young Kochou.” Gyomei shook his head woefully, “But I can tell this is important to you, if you have a message for her, I shall relay it for you if you are comfortable.”

Shinobu stared past Gyomei, looking longingly at the towering fence that enclosed his estate. She honed in on the sound of slayers training beyond the walls, hoping to hear (Y/n)’s voice among the shouts and grunts and clacking practice swords, but heard no such sound in the commotion.

“Can I write it out myself?” She asked Gyomei. He nodded.

“I will allow it… Again, I don’t know what this is about, but take time and care in writing what you want to say. You can send En by when you’ve completed your letter or hand it off to myself.”

“Very well. I shall do that.” With one last look at the tall fence, Shinobu turned to leave and Gyomei spoke up once more.

“Do not get disheartened if you do not get the results you hope for right away. Find a happy medium between patience and persistence and perhaps she will come around.”

“I’ll keep it in mind. Thank you.”

As soon as Shinobu got home, she locked herself in her office for hours and every attempted draft of apology could not even begin to touch on all she regretted. Her waste bin was overflowing by the time she had something that didn’t immediately make her want to rip the offending paper in two. Before she could change her mind, she sent En off with the letter and waited anxiously for a reply. Hoping beyond hope they could go back to where they were before. Shinobu needed that familiarity and stability. She craved it. Fortunately, she didn’t have to wait terribly long for a reply, but unfortunately it read,

I’m relieved to hear you are in a better place, but just as you have had time to reflect on that night, I have as well.

Your words that night hurt me in a way that I’ve never been hurt before, made worse by the fact that it was you who had said them to me.

Part of me wanted to be furious with you, I thought that I should be, but I wasn’t. I was empathetic to your loss and the new responsibilities that were thrust upon you. But even though I tried to convince myself that you lashed out because of the pressure, I believe there was some truth in what you had said.

If I could go back in time, I would have just kept my feelings to myself to spare us all the trouble. Despite this, I am happy that you hope to patch things up between us.

However, in my reflection, I came to the conclusion that even after all of this, I am still hopelessly in love with you despite everything. In the interest of preserving my heart, and saving you from the discomfort of my affections, I do not think it wise for us to reconnect. At least, not until I manage to get over you. I don’t know how long that will take, but given that not a waking hour passes that I don’t think about you, it probably won’t be any time soon.

I’m sorry if it makes you uncomfortable to read this, I’m just trying to be honest. Tell the girls I said hi, and please take care of yourself.

Wishing you the best,

(Y/n)

“Wishing you the best?” Shinobu hissed under her breath, the paper crinkling between the harsh pinching of her fingertips. “There is no best of me without you, idiot.”

Shinobu allowed herself time to cry, but not a lot. Gyomei’s words were still on her mind. If she wanted (Y/n) back, she wasn’t going to get her by crying, but now she needed to make a very important choice.

Continue to push for friendship, or confront the romantic feelings that she had fought like hell to keep hidden. Was accepting those feelings and the vulnerability the would bring worse than not having (Y/n) in her life at all?

“Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” Shinobu softly pondered the old proverb. Kanae had been a fan of the saying and Shinobu had never really understood the sentiment until now.

Though she was going to fight like hell to be worthy of the love she had lost and reclaim it once more.

***

“Another letter? En, that’s three just today. You don’t have to bend to her every whim.” (Y/n) fussed over the bird, setting her up with fresh water and seed.

“It is important to Shinobu, so it is important to me.” The loyal crow proudly stated, though she was very grateful for (Y/n)’s continued hospitality.

“Just try not to over do it.” (Y/n) sighed and unfurled the letter, quickly catching the pressed flowers within and quietly cursing as bits of the brittle plants flaked off and fell to the floor. She carefully paced the dried flowers on her desk and scanned over the letter, finding it to be another poem. “What is she trying to achieve here? Why is she doing this?”

“To win back your trust, your heart,” En cocked her head left and then right, “Is it not obvious? Should I suggest being more direct?”

“Why does she want my heart so badly all of the sudden?” A bit of irritation slipping into her tone, “Is it something she wants to seal up in a jar? Bet she’d enjoying having it up on a shelf in the lab. Maybe a paper weight on her desk.”

“You humans vex me,” En’s feathers ruffled, “just give each other something shiny and make up.”

“If only it were that simple.” (Y/n) murmured, finishing her curt response to Shinobu’s poem, denying her a visit once again. She then placed the letter beside En. “You can take your time heading back, and if she tries to insist on a fourth delivery today, turn her down for the good of your health.”

En released a low caw that could only be interpreted as a scoff. Promptly scooping up the letter and taking her leave, passing Gyomei in the hallway.

“(Y/n), is all well? You are late for training.”

(Y/n) winced, “I’m so sorry Master. I got distracted.”

“Kochou-san again?”

“Yes…”

“And you still will not see her?” (Y/n)’s silence was answer enough. “Why?”

“I guess when it comes right down to it, I’m scared. Whether it’s me putting my own heart out there, or her actively trying to obtain it, I feel like it will inevitably end the same and I don’t think I could go through that again.”

Gyomei hummed thoughtfully, “I think I understand your concerns. Matters of the heart are certainly not easy. Especially when it has already been hurt before. I’m sure you will make your peace with her soon, but I pray that peace and satisfaction will find you sooner.”

“Thank you, Master.”

“Can I expect you to join the rest of your peers for training now?”

“Of course!”

“Wonderful. I expect you to have two boulders beaten down to gravel by nightfall.”

(Y/n)’s shoulders slumped and she suppressed a groan.

“Yes, sir.”

This would be a long day…

***

Shinobu halfheartedly paged through the new medicinal tome that had arrived the day prior. She had been eagerly anticipating its arrival for months, but now with En’s latest return proving she had failed to entice (Y/n) once again, she hardly had the motivation.

She was surprised when Gyomei’s crow, Zekka, came to perch at her window some hours later. She took the letter from his beak and he quickly flew off. He was not expecting a reply, she supposed. She unfurled the textured paper and scanned the punched message which simply read,

The best way to receive what it is you are looking for, is to give something of equal value in return.

Himejima Gyomei

“Really, Himejima-san, is this supposed to be a riddle?” Shinobu shook her head, but a determined spark lit up her eyes and she got to work.

***

(Y/n) slumped to the ground, uncaring that she was resting in a pile of rubble. She had destroyed the boulders just as the sun had sank behind the mountains, but at what cost? Himejima seemed nice, but his training was beyond brutal. If the secret of Stone Breathing was to make one’s arms as heavy and stiff as stone, (Y/n) was surely going to be a Master in no time. Her eyes drooped shut. It wouldn’t be the first time she took a dirt nap after training, but an insistent voice was preventing that.

“Hello, hello, please don’t fall asleep out here, (Y/n). I could probably name ten different reasons why it would be a horrible decision.”

Cold hands prodded at her face and sore arms, making her groan in protest and try to shimmy away.

“If you don’t massage and stretch now, you are going to be completely immobile tomorrow. Which may be helpful actually, at least then you won’t be able to run away from me.”

(Y/n) heard her arm crack and pop, which would have have alarming except it felt like a relief. She cracked opened her eyes, soon blown wide open when she realized who was busy cracking and rotating her aching wrist. If her heart had ever raced when she saw Shinobu (which it did) it was sprinting now. Damn traitorous organ never learned.

“What are you doing here? How are you here?” She whispered, not even because she was pretty sure she was dehydrated, but because it just felt appropriate to whisper.

“Jumped over the fence.” Shinobu answered casually, taking her time cracking (Y/n)’s knuckles and massaging her palm now, “Though I’m sure Himejima-san is well aware of my presence and wouldn’t have minded me using the front gate this time around. And for your first question, I’m here for you.”

“Shinobu, I told you that I—“

“—I have something I want to give you formally. What you decide to do from there is completely your choice. I know I have always asked a lot of you, but please allow me this once more.”

“…Okay.” Even after nearly four months of separation, (Y/n) found herself still unable to deny her. In her mind, this did not bode well for what little progress she thought she had made.

“Thank you.”

Shinobu stoked her thumbs over the palm of (Y/n)’s hand before bringing it to her chest, placing it over her heart and holding it there with both hands.

“Wh-what are you doing?” (Y/n) squeaked, trying to inch her palm higher, somehere above Shinobu’s clavicle and not quite so close to the swell of her chest, but Shinobu held firm.

“Do you feel that?” She asked.

“What am I supposed to be feeling?!”

“My heartbeat, of course. Can’t you feel it? It’s beating rather hard right now.”

It was hard to pay attention to anything other than her own racing heart if she was honest. Besides, a hand to someone’s chest wasn’t the best way to find a pulse. Shinobu of all people should know that.

“Maybe this will help.”

(Y/n) let Shinobu shift their positions around, mostly because she was still stiff and her body was refusing to cooperate with her own wishes. After a bit of maneuvering, she found her cheek resting on Shinobu’s chest instead, a speedy and strong drumbeat pressed against her ear.

“Is that better?” Shinobu asked.

“Why are you doing this?”

“To show you that you are not alone, that this is the power you have over me. My heart is yours, it always has been, but I’m giving it to you formally now.”

“Shinobu, I can’t—“

“I don’t expect you to give yours in return, I know I don’t deserve it yet, but I hope to one day. Will you allow me the honor of courting you. You owe me nothing, but I beg of you to allow me the chance to love you the way you deserve to be loved.”

“Why the change of heart?”

“Because losing out on the moments we could have while living together is more frightening to me than death itself. I don’t know how much time either of us has, but I want to spend it all with you.”

(Y/n)’s breath caught in her throat and her eyes began to water. A quiet sob shook her shoulders and she felt Shinobu’s arms tighten around her. She was so doomed. Try as she might, her heart was very clear. It belonged to Shinobu, no matter what she decided to do. That didn’t mean she couldn’t make her really work for it though.

“Alright, I accept,” (Y/n) sniffed, “you may court me.”

Shinobu gasped softly then took (Y/n)’s hand from her lap, kissing the back of it while locking eyes with her. The intensity of her stare sent a shiver down (Y/n)’s spine.

“I cannot thank you enough for this opportunity. The same one I had denied you of several times in the past. The goddess my heart is devoted to is a merciful one. How unworthy I am of your blessing.”

“I think you have been reading too much poetry.” (Y/n) spoke in a strained whisper, flustered by Shinobu’s intensity. She had never imagined she could be like this.

“Oh this is only the beginning,” Shinobu declared, a purple flame burning in her eyes more vibrantly than any chemical reaction could produce, “You best prepare yourself.”

#demon slayer oneshots #kny oneshots #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #shinobu x reader #shinobu kocho x reader #shinobu kochou x reader #requests #anonymous

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idyllic-affections · 1 year

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out of all of the clouds in the sky, you are my favorite.

summary. imagine muichiro being the former tsuguko of the cloud hashira, [name].

trigger & content warnings. none applicable.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. fluff. muichiro tokito & hashira mentor!reader. 0.8k words. they/them pronouns for reader.

author's thoughts. muichiro the beloved <3333 hes my favorite ever fr, he deserves so much happiness.

he adores his mentor so so much!! admittedly, he does show it in odd ways, but he really appreciates them in ways words cannot adequately describe.

when muichiro's on solo missions, he sends them little letters detailing the shapes he saw in the clouds. sometimes he even sends them shiny or textured rocks because he thought they would like them! it becomes very cute once one learns to understand his love language. he also gives them origami figures every now and then.

^ additionally, before their solo missions, he gives them origami cranes as a sort of good luck charm.

they have a history of becoming livid when the fragile things get crumpled by demons during missions. how dare they? that was a gift from their tsuguko, you know? they know the little paper cranes are easily replaced, and yet... it just makes them so sad to see them crushed.

the gifts he gives them are, for the most part, either handmade or non-traditional (rocks, a pretty shaped leaf, etc). sometimes he'll see something like a hairpin that he thinks they'd like, and so he buys it for them. any and every gift he gives them is appreciated, because just knowing that he remembers them better than almost anyone else and even thinks about them voluntarily is so heart-warming <3

he still calls them '[name]-sama,' even after he himself becomes a hashira. it's an improvement from '[surname]-sama,' sure, but they still insist he doesn't need to call them any such honorific anymore.

"[Name]-sama... that cloud, what's it called again?"

"I'm not your mentor anymore, Mui-kun," they commented with a little smile, hand raking gently through his silky hair. "You don't have to refer to me like that. It's okay to just call me [Name]. We're equals now, you know."

"No," he muttered his opposition, "you'll always be [Name]-sama to me."

"I only trained you for a brief... hmm, two months, was it? I'm not sure, but the point is that I trained you for a very short time."

"Doesn't matter."

"Hehe, I see. ...That's a cumulus cloud, by the way."

sometimes the two will cloud gaze together and just end up napping peacefully. both of them are light sleepers as a result of their job, but light doesn't necessarily mean restless.

mui associates them with the clouds—cloud breathing is their breath style, after all—and has often wondered about them when he cloud-gazes alone. are they okay? is their mission going well? is an annoying junior bothering them? he'll gladly tell them off if [name]-sama is too nice to.

he misses them a whole lot when they aren't around.

the mist hashira respects and trusts his mentor very deeply. he totally goes to them for like... everything.

cooking together is a very common thing for the duo; they love teaching him how to cook and bake and he loves learning. it reminds him of something he can't quite remember; simpler times, perhaps? they think it's very sweet that he's so willing to learn as long as they're the one teaching him.

they tend to his (minor) wounds, send him off on missions with snacks, braid his hair nicely so it stays out of his face... it's like he's been given a second chance at having a family. not that he remembers his first one, but still.

he sticks close to their side more often than not because of this.

muichiro is a little posessive of their attention, especially if they're doting on other junior demon slayers that are closer to his age (e.g., tanjiro, zenitsu, and inosuke). he gets a little jealous but takes great pride in being introduced as their former tsuguko. he's just worried they'll forget about him is all.

"silly mui-kun," they had once teased when they realized what was going on, "i'd never forget you. you don't need to be jealous; you're my favorite junior. ♡"

the other hashira find the attached behavior very endearing—he clings to them constantly, following them around like a lost puppy. it's moments like those in which the others are reminded that he's only a child that had his youth stolen from him far too early, so he subconsciously clings to the one person that really makes him feel safe and loved as every child should feel.

he accepts every gift from [name] with grace and humility. every single thing they give him is kept in pristine condition, even if it's a silly little trinket they picked up on one of their missions because "it's the same color as the ends of your hair, mui-kun." ridiculous!! ...what? he doesn't have to take it if he doesn't want it? no, back off, he's keeping it forever.

he especially loves all those silly gifts. knowing that someone he loves thought of him while they were away makes him all fuzzy and warm inside <33

[name] would be so protective of him. they know how many tsugukos shinobu has lost. to experience that... the thought alone makes them tremble with fear.

they're terrified that one day they might feel that pain too.

no-one will take their student from them, not when he's so young and has his entire life ahead of him. they will not allow it, even if it should cost them theirs.

#aphelion's headcanons 🌸#: [ the cloud hashira! 🌸 ]#platonic muichiro x reader #platonic demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x reader #muichiro x reader #muichiro tokito x reader #tokito muichiro x reader #kny x reader #platonic kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons #platonic x reader

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colourstreakgryffin · 8 months

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Hi! I'm the same anonymous that requested the gyomei ask! Now you can call me 🧇 anonymous!

Can I request a Yandere! Kokushibou X demon reader? Reader is stronger than him and can outsmart him anytime, and they are a good demon (already broke out of kibutsuji curse if you don't mind!), they work for the demon slayer corps and could kill Kokushibou anytime but not now because they don't want too.. yet. And they also being hunt down by Muzan (but could escape him anytime and trick him XD)

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Heya, Anonymous! I loved that Gyomei request! This one is nice but— Us? Stronger than Kokushibo?! Are we the reincarnation of Yoriichi? I suppose, but anyway. I’ll do this for you, love! Hope it’s good enough!

Yandere! Kokushibo- Faster, Stronger, Smarter

Kokushibo couldn’t believe he has met a demon, after his 480+ years of being a Upper Moon, that can genuinely match him in raw power and intelligence. You can easily outsmart him and make him panic during a battle

Kokushibo should hate you to a extreme level but he doesn’t. He is intrigued by your abilities and your image, he wants to know more about you and that desire grows into a obsessive thought. That thought then moulds into a full-on obsession, Kokushibo now needs you and it hurts to stay away from you

Kokushibo is so outraged by the fact you’re not on his side, you’re with those stupid demon slayers! What do they have that he doesn’t? He may not be able to actually battle you and make you submit to him but no other demon(besides Muzan) can stand a finger to him. Isn’t that enough to make you adore him?!

Kokushibo is very impressed by the fact you have defeated the ‘Kibutsuji Curse’ and it makes you a even bigger threat that you are no longer trapped in Muzan’s grasp. Only three other demons have been freed from this curse and he always wonders how you did it

Everytime Kokushibo gets into a battle with you, he notices the way you hesitate to strike him down. You can kill him, you’ve had him on the defensive more than once and struggling to attack back but you don’t want to. Why? He doesn’t really know but his delusions have convinced him it’s because you’re in love with him too

Kokushibo finds out that you’re one of Muzan’s two known targets through his Master, but you always manage to escape him. Kokushibo is internally relieved that you escape everytime whilst Muzan is completely outraged. One of his biggest threats can outclass his strongest soldier, you’re such a pest to Muzan but a blessing to Kokushibo

Kokushibo is a very aggressive Yandere. He isn’t above murdering all of his potential love rivals but does it in secret. He may not be on the best terms with you but he is planning to work towards tricking you into joining him. You don’t deserve to be killing your species, you should be with your species

Kokushibo stalks you a lot to try feed and quell his intense obsessive in-love desires over you. You may be stronger, faster and smarter but you genuinely don’t believe Kokushibo is brave enough to sneak around in the break of day to watch your every movement. He is ready to die to ensure he can have you as his

Kokushibo steals small items you own and discarded things you threw away. Sure, it may be a bit unsanitary but he doesn’t care. He loves you so much that he needs to keep everything you have touched before. Rather it be a bloody bandage or your entire demon slayer uniform, anything of yours makes him so pleased

Kokushibo leaves you random cute wrapped gifts he finds or kills for, with the most affectionate and complimentary notes you’ve ever read, at your Estate’s doorstep by nightbreak every single day. To him, it’s helping him get a better chance in winning your heart, piece by piece and he won’t stop anytime soon

“Don’t you understand… my love? These humans… have brainwashed you into… thinking you’re one of them… but you’re not… you’re a demon… just like me… Come with me, I’ll… show you what you’re… missing”

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ta-ni-ya · 4 months

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Introduction~

(It’s about time I finally do this)

Name: Taniya

Nickname: Niya

Age: 16+

Birthday: 28 April

Fav colour: pink >:3

Pronouns: she/her

If you’ve seen my posts, you can already tell I’m an artist and I do original character designs and sometimes use references- I also draw my mutuals :D

I’m Indian idk if that was necessary to know but still anyways lol-

Also I haven’t revealed this but I’m still in school ;-; I never really got a reason to tell but this kinda explains my break right?

I love cats. That’s it.

I love sleeping so much but my schedule is messed up because of it that’s why I don’t have any fixed time to post because I be sleeping during the day and being awake at night sometimes 😭🤡 (I’m not sure if I got insomnia bro-)

I also have this habit of adding emojis everywhere so don’t mind me- I just like expressing myself with emojis

Also- I have a habit of saying ‘lol’ a lot ;~;

I also might share some random stuff about me? 🤷🏻‍♀️

I also draw my own oc’s (so far I’ve made from demon slayer, Tokyo Revengers and, mha and one piece)

I originally made an account on tumblr just to read stuff but I eventually decided why not post my own stuff? And I’ve made a lot of friends now :)

My lovely mutuals 🥰:

@silliestsakura

@theyslaydemons

@kiyokatokito

@snowmist-hashira

@kurumi-igarashi

@cloudymistedskies

@axolotl321

@kakajuri-fics

@aeolia18

@strawberrycuwu

@colourstreakgryffin

@ahashiraswife

@tokito-dulya20

@theyluvsmilo

@yuichiroleftarm

@unofficialmuilover

@demonslayeranimex

@muichinno

@frostburn-shoto

@nimmie-nugget

@muitsuri

@vexinghearts

@leahdulya

@cartoonist1004

@rion-isnot-an-ai

@kimetsu-chan

@ayunakatsukiwolfhashira

@saffron0v0

@shycroissanti

@boo-simplified

@naramaiz

@call-me-copycat

@pinkwisteria

@decentgarbage

@broken-spirit101

@dreamcorechild

@1derica

@cascadingleaves

@bugzheadquarter

@creamsoda-cat

There’s more but I’ve reached the tag limit 💀

Appreciation post

(Please lemme know if I missed someone ;-;)

Some of my moot’s ocs that I’m a huge simp for:

Kansatoki Hikari 🙈💚

@persuasionhero / @slayfics

Catilina alexandrovich 🥹🫶🏻

And

Hiroyuki kajiwara 👀🩵

@tokito-dulya20

Takahiro shinkirou 🤭🥰

@shycroissanti

Anywaysss here’s my oc:

Demon slayer oc (shipped with Sanemi shinazugawa)- ♡

Her backstory- ☆

More about her appearance- ♥︎ •

More info- ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

Facts- ♤

Her animation!- ♧

Katana design- ○

Sanekiri- *

Modern au- <3

Voice claim- ●

A series with @kiyokatokito’s oc

♡masterlist♡

Demon slayer oc 2 (shipped with takahiro shinkirou) - ♡

Voice claim- ●

Tokyo revengers oc (shipped with Shinichiro sano)- ♡

More about her appearance- ♥︎ •

One piece oc (shipped with no one)- ♡

More about her appearance- ♥︎ • °

Her backstory- ☆

Facts- ♤

My hero academia oc(s) (shipped with each other)- ♡ ♡

Ship name- Haruki

Voice claim- ●

A random oc (shipped with @tokito-dulya20’s oc catilina alexandrovich and @muitsuri’s oc katarina)- ♡

Ship name- catrinelle

Them all together

I also have 3 rp blogs:

@yukitorakiyomi

@haru-aikawa

@kirikashimizu

Lol I think that’s all for now? I might update later if I have more to add ig ^^

Thank you for reading this-

Here have head pats:

#niya talks

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blues824 · 2 years

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❤️Imagine riddle having a tanjiro kamado s/o.

🖤The tanjiro s/o teaching him to relax and loving the tanjiro s/o cooking cleaning and respecting his rules and helping him over his family problems they rarely raze their voice and they the mom friend of heartslabyul treating everyone like family.

💚(totally not riddle hearing their family was murder by a demon and turning their only sister in to a demon 💀)

❤️Riddle using them like a sniffer dog to figure out who broke a rule and his reaction to their inability to lie (riddle learning the power of their forehead )

💚They both deserve the best so because they are the best it fits.

Imagine them switching clothes like that riddle in comfy lose clothes no heels and her iconic earrings and. his girlfriend wearing his tailored multiple layers uniform with heels they wore for the first time.

❤️💚🖤

I loved this so much. Also, I loved @woodrouforest 's work that was also requested by @angel-rosehearts-kamado with the Bakugo!Reader and I loved it!

Also, sorry it took so long to get this out! I have been sick and in school at the same time.

We all know Riddle has mommy issues. He always had been treated horribly by those around him (enabling someone’s tyrant-like behavior isn’t treating them right, Trey). When you came in with your kind and gentle disposition, he immediately clung to you… although he wouldn’t admit it. He couldn’t go 5 minutes without your presence next to him.

Like Trey takes up the father-friend of the dorm, you take up the mother-friend of the dorm. With how much you two hang out, everyone thinks you are dating the vice-dorm leader. However, you calmly explain that you are actually dating the dorm leader and you are just great friends with Trey.

Riddle loves how you never raise your voice unless it’s out of absolute necessity. All of the dorm members can tell that he has calmed down significantly ever since he met you. He has learned that yelling could make a situation go from bad to worse. It’s always best to analyze with a calm mind, then make the most logical decision.

When you tell him about your past and how your family was killed by a demon and he even turned your sister into a demon, he is angry. You continue to tell him the hardships you had to deal with in your world and how you were suddenly transported to Twisted Wonderland. You told him how you planned to find a way back to your world.

In Riddle’s mind, you just told him that if you could leave Twisted Wonderland, you’d do it with no hesitation. Had your time here with everyone… with him… meant nothing to you? Of course it didn’t. You had a whole other world of people that you cared for, and surely you must miss them a lot.

ANYWAYS, he would definitely have you use your strong sense of smell to sniff out rule-breakers. They will be banned from the daycare… wait, wrong game. They will be beheaded upon discovery, unless you talk him out of it and tell him that you will handle it.

When you bring up the idea of switching clothes, Riddle is hesitant. But when he put on your Demon Slayer Corps and found out how comfortable it was. He put on a clip-on version of your hanafuda earrings, and it took a while to adjust to the added weight to his ears. Plus, they would whack him in the face whenever he turned his head with too much force. There’s also the sword, which he has no idea how to wield.

When he sees you in his dorm uniform, he blushes. You looked stunning. Then he noticed how you seemed to be wobbling. He looks down and sees that you’re struggling to walk in his heels. He goes and has you grab onto his arms to steady yourself. He tells you that you look like how he imagined the Red Queen looked: regal, beautiful, and graceful (minus the almost-breaking-your-ankles [don’t worry, I can’t walk in heels either]).

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst riddle #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle rosehearts #riddle x reader #fem reader #female reader

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Ah yes, there is nothing more beautiful than watching the Crunchyroll Awards when I am in a masochistic mood and still come out crying. I’m not even a seasonal watcher but even I could predict all of the winners when I checked out the nominations. I didn’t vote by the way since I don’t even use Crunchyroll. Since me and my friend already complained about it, I’ll rant a bit too so please take my salt.

I don’t think that Jujutsu Kaisen should have won Anime of the Year for the simple reason that apparently the Shibuya Arc didn’t even count for this nomination since it aired in Autumn. That means that pretty much only the first 5-6 episodes were a contender for this nomination and that isn’t even half of the show. They should have either completely excluded it from the nominations this year and instead nominated it next year or should have put in all of Jujutsu Kaisen. Instead now the season was split in parts and I will bet my liver that the Shibuya Arc will be nominated next year again. 5 episodes of an incomplete season are not better than other nominated Anime like Vinland Saga or Oshi No Ko. I’m not even sure if I would put Demon Slayer as a nomination since I liked this season but it just did not reach for me the same level that previous seasons had reached and I am sure that there were other Anime that were a lot more deserving of a nomination instead of Kny.

Best Continuing Series I already suspected either One Piece or Jujutsu Kaisen to win. I can’t say much about One Piece since I am currently at the Water 7 Arc but I will take it over freaking Jjk with its 5 nominated episodes. Once again I would be hesitant to put Demon Slayer in here since for me best continuing series implies that the newest season is either on the same par or even surpasses the previous season. Demon Slayer did not do this with the Sword Smith Village Arc for me for a couple of reasons. The antagonists felt very shallow and boring, the fights weren’t as good for me and whilst the last episode was quite good, it did not reach for me what the Entertainment District Arc did. Bungo Stray Dogs would have been in my opinion a better nomination than Demon Slayer.

Not surprised with Chainsaw Man winning Best New series but since I haven’t watched any of the shows nominated, I can’t say much about it. Same goes for Best Movie with Suzume as the winner and Best Original Series with Buddy Daddies as the winner.

Is anyone surprised by Demon Slayer winning Best Animation? I’m not and that was the only thing that for me was as good as previous seasons, although I do know the whole argument of them using 3D this season for some of the demons but honestly, that was nowhere near the worst CGI that Anime has given us such as Berserk 2017. I see why people would be upset since other contestants for Best Animation were shows like Mob Psycho 100. With Jujutsu Kaisen as a nominee I am conflicted due to the whole arguments of this season having the worst Animation in comparison to the first season and the movie but the poor Mappa employees were on such a tight schedule and the fact that they still delivered such amazing fight scenes despite the terrible treatment deserves respect. Also, where is Bleach in this nomination?! You cannot tell me that they couldn’t nominate it since Disney owns it considering that there were actually some categories where Bleach was still nominated for some reason!

Best Character Design went to Jujutsu Kaisen… How??? How did school uniforms win against the character designs of Hell’s Paradise, Oshi No Ko and Demon Slayer? Is it just Gojo that carried this category?? Am I the blind one for not loving him as much as other fans do??

Best Direction went to Jujutsu Kaisen.

Best Camera Work went to Jujutsu Kaisen.

Best Art Direction went to Demon Slayer.

Best romance was won by Horimiya: The missing Pieces. I’m not sure if that’s true but isn’t this series basically some sort of flashback where the characters look back on their school time. I’m pretty sure My Happy Marriage, Insomniacs after School or Skip and Loafer can beat what, if my memory is correct, is basically a series that shows all the scenes they couldn’t feature in the first season.

Best Comedy was won by Spy x Family and my friend was quite upset by that since she is a big Bocchi The Rock fan but I haven’t watched any of those shows.

Best Action was won by Jujutsu Kaisen. Considering that only the first arc of the series was nominated, I do not agree with this win. If Shibuya Arc would have also counted, I wouldn’t have complained but as it stands I would have preferred something like One Piece or Bleach to win this award.

Best Fantasy was won by Demon Slayer… Again. Guys, what is this? I love Demon Slayer but you can’t tell me that a show playing in a real historical period of Japan with the only fantasy element being the demons as well as maybe the Breathing Forms is a better fantasy show than Mushoku Tensei or The Ancient Magus’s Bride.

Best Drama was won by Attack on Titan The Final Season Chapter 1. What does that mean? Will the second chapter be nominated again then next year?! Oh, come on. How did an incomplete season win Best Drama against Mister I have no enemies?! Vinland Saga should have won that category.

Best Slice of Life went to Bocchi the Rock and since my friend was happy, I was happy too.

Best Main character was won by Luffy. I guess I can live with that. I’m actually surprised that they didn’t nominate Gojo in here but since the whole award show was basically sucking Jujutsu Kaisen off, I am happy to have a few categories where I am not haunted by Demon Slayer and Jujutsu Kaisen. I am just more biased towards Thorfinn in this category since his character development was amazing. If they really only counted the First Chapter of Attack on Titan in these Awards, I am not sure about putting Eren as a contender in this category since he had barely any screen time.

How are you going to take Jujutsu Kaisen’s Hidden Inventory Arc for the 2024 Crunchyroll Awards and then nominate Gojo as a side character?!?! He was the bloody main character in that arc since it was his past!! And then Gojo also wins this category where he absolutely doesn’t belong!!! The same counts for Suguru!! How can you nominate two guys from Jujutsu Kaisen who were on top of that main characters in this short arc?! Why not nominate someone from another Anime instead?! What about Bungo Stray Dogs?! What about Hell’s Paradise?! What about literally every other Anime that aired this year with an actual side character?! Why did Gojo win?!

I don’t care about the Must Protect At all Costs award going to Anya Forger. It’s just a weird award in my opinion.

Best Anime Song going to Idol from Yoasobi was no surprise and was deserved for the sheer impact it had not only on the Anime community but also the international success it earned.

Best Soundtrack going to Attack on Titan is no surprise. Hiroyuki Sawano, if you worked there again I will accept it.

Best Opening and Ending go to no one’s surprise to Jujutsu Kaisen and at this point I have no energy left anymore to be angry. Congratulations…not.

Best Japanese VA performance goes to Yuichi Nakamura for voicing Gojo Satoru… Why is Eren here again? That dude barely spoke any lines in the first half of the Final Chapters. There are a ton of other Japanese Va’s that not only spoke more than Eren but were also far better. Whilst I am not really suited for picking any since I don’t watch seasonal Anime, I think Uemura Yuuto for his performance as Thorfinn or Miyano Mamoru in his role as Dazai were far more deserving of a spot in here. Yuki Kaji, I really love you but you shouldn’t have been nominated in here for your performance as Eren in here due to the lack of a performance.

#crunchyroll awards #demon slayer #jujutsu kaisen #vinland saga #i call bullshit #angry rant

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Malewife

Tanjirou finds himself in the swordsmith village with Kanroji at his side again; they're having dinner and the love hashira hasn't stopped staring at him for a while. Her scent is very sweet so Tanjirou knows she's happy, but he's not sure why she keeps looking at him. Then he wonders if it's because Tanjirou is eating; maybe she's still hungry.

He's about to offer some of his food when she sighs dreamily and her smile becomes even wider when she notices Nezuko asleep over Tanjirou's lap.

"You're very good with kids."

"Well, I had a lot of siblings and I used to take care of them," he mumbles, trying not to think about it too much otherwise he knows he'll start missing them again.

Kanroji gets closer to him and, being careful not to wake Nezuko up, she puts her arms around Tanjirou's waist, surprising him for a moment. Then she starts speaking again with her head over Tanjirou's shoulder.

"You know what?" She whispers with a very pleased smile on her face; she has a slight blush on her cheeks. "I've changed my mind."

"About what?" Tanjirou asks, feeling himself blush as Kanroji nuzzles against his cheek.

"It doesn't matter if my husband is not stronger than me," she begins, giggling shyly. "I can be strong for the both of us!"

"What matters is that you love each other," Tanjirou agrees, thinking about his own parents and how happy they were together.

"Exactly!" She says, looking very pleased with his response, nuzzling against him again.

She sure is a very affectionate person.

"And listen... Let's say he's a slayer, but he's not a hashira. If he wanted, he could stay at home taking care of his lovely little sister and I'd keep fighting demons for the both of us. But only if he wants to; we can also go on missions together."

That's very specific... But Tanjirou is just happy for her, she looks very excited about it, even though she's just imagining the whole thing. He really hopes she finds someone like that soon.

"You should discuss it together in order to do whatever makes you two the happiest," Tanjirou adds, making her squeal in delight.

"Yes! Maybe he can make dinner for me..." The love hashira grins, pressing a shy kiss against Tanjirou's cheek, prompting him to turn red in seconds. "Do you know how to cook, Tanjirou?"

He's honestly getting confused about where the conversation is heading.

"Yes, I used to help my mom. She had a lot of things to do in the house so I volunteered to make dinner and breakfast quite often because we were a lot of kids," Tanjirou smiles fondly at all the memories that suddenly fill his head.

"Would you like to have kids?"

"Yes," Tanjirou says immediately. "But only if my partner also wants to. What about you, Kanroji-san?"

"Absolutely," she giggles, giving him another kiss on the cheek. "Would you like to get married?"

"Of course... Eventually, I mean."

Kanroji pouts for a moment before she shakes her head and smiles again.

"Well, I suppose you're right. Having a couple of dates before choosing a perfect day for the wedding is important... Although given our job sometimes we need to rush certain things."

Tanjirou is confused again, but at least he understands the need to enjoy life because they don't know if their next mission is going to be their last.

"Listen, once you're done here," she says, turning completely red but looking very excited. "Why don't you come to my estate? I'll send you my crow to guide you."

"Sure!" Tanjirou nods immediately, earning another kiss on the cheek.

"Great! And we can have dinner!" She says, finally getting up. "You'll love it, I promise!"

"I'm sure I will." He smiles back, wondering if she's planning to help him train.

Although he suddenly has the feeling that there's something he's missing.

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#demon slayer #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #mitsuri kanroji #tanjiro kamado

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I don't think there should be a Buffy the Vampire Slayer reboot and I don't have any reason to believe there is going to be a Buffy the Vampire Slayer reboot and I would not watch a Buffy the Vampire Slayer reboot.

But, that said, if there were to be a Buffy reboot I think a big (small) change that would improve the show a lot (especially in its first season) would be to have a much broader pool of recurring student characters from the very beginning. Not just the Scooby Gang and Cordelia, but ideally almost all the students we see in the first season should appear in multiple episodes and, if they die, they should be talked about at least once afterwards. As it is, Season 1 is full of ghosts: characters like Amy and Harmony who will go on to be somewhat recurring but aren't quite there yet, and characters like Jesse and Cordelia's boyfriend Kevin (remember him?) who only exist to die and are not mentioned before or after. Most of the show's recurring minor student characters will only be introduced in Season 2.

In particular, I think the characters most ill-served by this in canon are, in order of first (and often only) appearance:

Jesse

I actually think the concept of Jesse – as a sympathetic character who is killed in the opening episodes before we really get to know him – is a good one. Beyond any possible shock value of his death, it's a useful way of establishing that people can and will die in this story, and of stating out loud the setting's rules for vampires ("you're not looking at your friend, you're looking at the thing that killed him"). On the other hand, the execution is pretty awful because it is immediately clear that Jesse is not the same status of character as Willow and Xander (he isn’t even in the opening credits), he is not actually sympathetic at all (he seems to exist to answer the question "what if Xander Harris but Worse?"), and large parts of the fandom (and later writers of the show itself) will decide to completely ignore what the show is telling them about how vampires as a concept on Buffy work and why Buffy is not only justified but morally obliged to Slay them.

But the most egregious thing about Jesse is, of course, that after his death in The Harvest he is never talked about again. I honestly think that just a couple of lines of dialogue spread out over Season 1 (Buffy blaming herself for Jesse's death while worrying whether she’s making a positive difference as a Slayer, say, or Xander mentioning Jesse as a reason for disliking vampires, or Jesse being named as one of several mysteriously missing students by Principal Flutie) would go a really long way to fixing that.

A brief cameo appearance in Nightmares wouldn't have hurt either. (Just months ago Xander failed to save his best friend from vampires and was taunted by the demon wearing his corpse and had to watch him turn to dust in front of his eyes, so of course he’s terrified of … clowns. OK.)

Amy

OK, for real, if I were in charge of creating a Buffy reboot I would be very tempted to just add Amy to the Gang after Witch. She knows that magic is real! She knows Buffy knows magic is real! She seems to be on friendly terms with both Buffy and Willow when the episode ends! And yet she vanishes after her first appearance more quickly than Marcie Ross.

But, failing that, having Amy show up more than once a year in the high school seasons would be a start (especially since the show implies so much is happening to her behind the scenes each year). Let her be a friend of Buffy's who doesn't know anything about Buffy being the Slayer. Have Willow at least think about asking her for help with Angel’s soul curse! Pull the trick the writers used in The Wish (and never used again) of having Willow talk about her as if they're friends even in episodes she's not appearing in. Show us Willow spending time with her rather than Buffy during Dead Man's Party! Remember that this character exists even when she’s not on screen!

Lance (and his various bullies) from The Pack

Hapless victim Lance is basically a proto-Jonathan and, if I were remaking the show, I would just lean into that fully and simply replace him with Jonathan from the very beginning.

It would be tempting to do the same thing with Kyle and Heidi and the others, too: rather than retroactively introduce multiple new characters who apparently used to bully Xander in Seasons 2 and 3 that we’ve never met before and never will again (how big is Sunnydale High meant to be?).

The obvious problem with that is that the show tells us that the Pack remember eating Principal Flutie alive, which means rather than hanging out in school giving Xander and Willow a hard time when the plot requires it they should probably all be in therapy for years. But you can fix that while fixing The Pack as an episode by just ... not having the fact Xander not only remembers assaulting Buffy but lies about it to her face presented to us as a punchline? Have Xander forget what happened to him. Have them all forget what happened when they were possessed, and then Kyle and Heidi and the others can be conflated with Inca Mummy Girl's Rodney and School Hard's Sheila as and when required.

Owen

This requires slightly more work, but I think Owen and Scott work better if they're the same character too. Rather than Owen promising to stay friends with Buffy and then never appearing or being mentioned again, or Willow telling Buffy she "wasn't ready" to date Scott before Season 3 as if he even existed then, just make Scott somebody that we've already met and who Buffy had previously briefly dated pre-Angel.

The challenge here is that Buffy breaks up with Owen because she doesn’t want to get him hurt and she’s still very focussed on keeping her identity as the Slayer secret and only letting a handful of people know.

But that fits into the wider theme of Season 3 perfectly. By this point, Buffy’s let far more people know than just Willow and Xander. Xander’s girlfriend Cordelia knows, and Willow’s boyfriend Oz knows, and Buffy’s own mother knows, and none of this has caused the world to end. Why shouldn’t Buffy try dating a normal guy who knows she’s the Slayer?

(And I think everything about Scott works better if he’s somebody we’ve seen before – somebody we’ve seen Buffy be romantically interested in before – rather than suddenly appearing only to disappear almost as quickly. Scott is meant to represent Buffy trying to reassert her claim to a 'normal' life after everything that happened with Angel last year.. What better way to do that than to try to start things over with the one person we do see her trying to date on the show before Angel? How much harder would Scott's rejection of Buffy hit if we'd seen that the pre-Angelus version of Buffy really did get on well with him and would have expected to make things work?)

Kevin

The end of Season 1 features, back-to-back, two of its best episodes. In Out of Mind Out of Sight, we focus on Cordelia Chase. We're reintroduced to Cordelia's friend Harmony and we meet Cordelia's current boyfriend, Mitch. (Who is attacked by Marice Ross, but survives.) In Prophecy Girl Cordelia briefly bonds with Willow while talking about how much she likes her current boyfriend, Kevin, only for the two of them to discover him dead, killed by vampires on school grounds.

Wouldn't the death in the latter episode work much better if those two "current boyfriends" were the same person? Wouldn't we care more about Kevin's death if he was somebody we'd actually met before?

But let’s go further than that: at the start of Season 2, in Some Assembly Required, we meet Chris, whose brother used to date Cordelia but tragically died. Chris tries to bring him back, and his brother pursues Cordelia. The show doesn’t mention – or doesn’t remember – that Cordelia already has a tragically dead ex-boyfriend, one who died only two episodes ago. Why not fix that? Why not identify Chris’s brother Darryl with Kevin as well?

Make Mitch/Kevin/Darryl a single character, and then we would achieve that rarest of sights on Buffy: a minor character who we meet an episode before they die and who is mentioned again in an episode after they died.

And wouldn’t that almost make a potential Buffy reboot palatable?

#btvs #the answer to that last question is 'no'

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Kennie's Top 10 Yearly Fic Recommendations

Okay so this is the 2nd year of me doing this (but this year I wont delete) butttt I show my top 10 fic and authors for each member/group( some members of bts repeat due to the amount of poly fics I read and its what I mainly read) (A handful of these have smut so heres your warning)

(I would also love to be your guys friends as every single one of you seems absolutely amazing)

LETS GET STARTED

10. @guqwrvte Make it Three (Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung)

Oh where do I start with this fic I found it in the spring looking for a Soulmate fic and oh boy I was in for a ride THREE SOULMATES?! ummm YES and the arcade chapter was ABSOULELY AMAZING! I hope you're doing well Author!! as this fic hasn't been updated in a while

9. @yonkimint Without You (Yoongi with a side of Hoseok or "Jay")

OHHHH BOY When I wanted a love triangle I WAS NOT DISAPPOINTED I found this fic in April looking for angst and ANGST I GOT without spoiling it its a Pregnancy/ Single Mom AU and one of the best ones Ive read in a longgggg time

8. @guksthighs Bloom (Yoongi)

OH BOY This is a recent one actually. This one shot was made SIX YEARS AGO?! OMG Hanahaki AUs are one of my favorites angst type of fics so when I read this I literally sobbed like a baby I cant say much else without spoiling it

7. @kimnjss cyberslut (Yoongi), less of you/VINTAGE (Jimin), Strawberry Kisses(Jungkook)

MISS HAS ALWAYS BEEN ONE OF MY FAVES SINCE 2019 like when I first read beside you YESS I reread Cyberslut and HAD to include it but reading less of you in June as I was dealing with my own breakup it was a tear jerker towards the end of less of you, for me I wont spoil it but there a plot twist that I was not expecting towards the end of the sequel, Vintage. BUT STRAWBERRY KISSES OH MY GAHD I read that on my way home in August even though its a SMUTTY I enjoyed it a lot and the FLUFF I think some people looked at me crazy when I took the bus home that day

6. @skazoo if you tell me about yourself( Stray Kids' Felix)

Okay here me out! Demon Slayer. Its one of my favorite manga and anime series and with CHANBIN as a hashira UMMM YES ynand chanbin are literally Genya and Sanemi if Genya was a girl and not YK (demon slayer spoiler!!) eating demons, but this 2 parter was ABSOULTELY AMAZING

5. @ugh-yoongi a word from our sponsors (Namjoon)

How do you get a idoit podcasters to not realize they have feelings but read smut YOU GET THESE TWO MFERS This one shot was sooooooo good!! like I read a lot of smut but this? TOP TEIR OF ONESHOTS OF 2023

4. @sopebubbles Bulletproof Heart (2Seok)

THIS ROLLERCOASTER If I had to describe my childhood in fanfictions this one would be one (check #1 for the other) I wont say why because spoilers but this angst was OMG THE YOONGI HATE WAS UNREAL NOT MY YOONGLES but I loved it soooooooo much

3.@jihoonotes Yearning(SVT's Woozi)

Lee Jihoon is literally my ult bias. Do I need to say more? ITS WORTH THE READ

2. @solemnreads Way Back Home(Jungkook)

THIS FIC HAD ME FUCKING EVERYWHERE with the twins to CEO Kook THE JEALOUSLY I LOVE IT by far the best exes to lovers fic I read this year

before I tell yall #1 I wanna give an honorable mention to @purpleyoonn they would be on the main list if I was done reading you complete us BUTTTT RED STRING is amazing even though there only 2 parts so far

Okay Okay this should be expected if you been here for a bit

1.@theharrowing Literally anything they write but mainly Rose Tinted Obsessions and Collateral

Boy Blue and Collateral Taehyungs literally Remained me of In between Taehyung so much that I got inspired to write in between again everything I read from them is Absolutely Amazing, Top Tier just Yes DARK FICS are literally my go to so reading them had me sooooo happy and wanting more

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I had this cute idea that I need to let out... so could I have a headcanon of the any Hashira whenever their haoris get damged they go to Hashira! Reader to mend it since she is a excellent seamstress? If that make sense.

Giyuu

Giyuu always had a very unique haori, split down the middle with an intricate and plain design on either end

It was actually made that way by you

In a tough battle, he had torn his patterned one's sleeve right off and tattered the same side to shreds

Of course, you couldn't fix it, but Giyuu seemed pretty upset that his favourite haori was ruined

So you came up with a new idea, you found a haori in a colour he liked under the guise of 'making him a new one,' sliced it down the middle and attached them together

He is left speechless, or perhaps just as he always is, when you manage to bring him this masterpiece

For the first time ever, he actually smiles and bows to you

He has never taken it off since, not publically, at least

You were a little worried it'd be too 'flashy' for him, but he looks as happy as can be

Gyomei

Not only had you repaired his haori countless times, but you also made it entirely new as he grew physically

He noticed how the fabric changed and became more comfortable with every new rendition, how your stitches improved with time

He could feel at the seam line so see how well you had done and give you all sorts of compliments

At this point, it only got in the way during fights, but he wears it because he sees it as a good omen

On several occasions, demons have underestimated his form and missed, so you'd consider it a good thing he wears it

Not only that, but you've even gone out of your way to fix the string of his prayer beads on several occasions

One day, you'll find he's gifted you your own string of prayer beads to keep

He made them himself :]

Muichiro

Once upon a time, Muichiro used to have a haori of his own

As in when he started demon slayer training, which was only a few months ago

When he became a hashira, it was already in a horrible state, so you offered to mend it to your best ability

But every battle, he would return, and it would only be torn more

So eventually, you just told him you'd keep it until you could find a replacement

Much less frequently but still concerningly often, his own uniform ended up torn

That, Mui cared enough to waddle over to your estate and request you fix it

" Sure! Did you bring something to change into while I fix it? "

" ... "

You end up fixing it while it's on him, extra cautious to not poke the boy with the needle and thread

It's almost funny how patiently he sits there and stares off into space

And whenever you announce you are done, he always inspects it for a good minute or two before leaving and thanking you

It seems he always forgets a spare set of clothes, so he gets to has to sit there the whole time

Shinobu

Being experienced with stitching wounds, Shinobu could mend her own garments

But when she did, it never gave her the satisfaction yours did

How all your stitches were unique or well hidden

How you'd match the thread to the exact gradient on her garment so only someone paying close attention would notice

The haori was originally sewn using only white thread, so anywhere you mended stood out a little more

Since you also helped the other girls around butterfly mansion and fixed the uniforms of those she took care of, you were very frequently right next to her while she worked

At this point, you had your own space for it, right next to her countess desks and shelves worth of books

Nothing helped her work better than the sound of you cutting through fabric and thread while humming small songs

Uzui

His uniform used to be full sleeves

But you eventually had to trim it down because it was getting too torn, and he really liked it

When he added the little gem strings to his headpiece, you had to fix those a lot

It used to be held by a thread, but over time it became wire and then a small iron chain, so it was much harder to destroy

You make the gems into beads yourself and keep an extra bag of them in your sewing room in case he ever needs them to be fixed again

Jewelry wasn't really your expertise, but you appreciate the challenge

You decided to save some of the old gems in case he decides to take on a wife (or three)

That way, you can sew them into the wedding dress instead of rhinestones

Authors Note - This was a super cute request!! Thank you so much for sending it in <3 Please take care of yourself, Anon!

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So can I ask about demon male reader die in the upper-moon arm like the reader saying how much they love them and a lot of things that he want to say and they actually cry or something like that I just you know feel kind of I don't know I just well yeah that's all I need to go to sleep now I should

Sorry it took me this long, you order angst, we have angst!

Male Demon Reader Dying in Uppermoon's arms.

Warnings: Angst, Reader's death, mentioned PTSD, Implied possible suicide, Gyokko and Douma are their own warnings.

Gyutaro:

You can still feel your body, but all of your attention is in your head, or mostly, in the arms that hold it against the thin body. Also in your ears, since you have never heard Gyutaro scream like that. It's so loud, so painful, so miserable, the agony.... the grief, you can only hear it "I WILL KILL EVERYONE! GIVE HIM BACK! GIVE HIM BACK RIGHT NOW!!" You try to catch his attention, it seems you can talk even without vocal cords and lungs, but there is no time to find some logic behind it. "Gyutaro...."

What are you even supposed to say? Comfort him? How? You are dying. Things won't be ok. You try to change the topic, for him to not cry his lungs out, or at least not having to face that during your last seconds. "Where is Daki?" Daki, the light of his life, his little sister, he seems to cry even harder after that, embracing what is left about you. "She was burned... THEY BURNED HER UP ALIVE!" Burn, but this slayer didn't do flame breathing, you would have felt it, but even more concerning, is that you don't understand why some fire would be so bad. "Gyutaro, she's ok. She can heal."

He breathes, blinks a bit as he keeps hugging your head, or what it's left from it. You are basically just a face right now. But you can feel the rest of your body, also becoming... nothing. It's scary, you will be gone. But you want to leave Gyutaro... in a better state than this. "But you won't... ne... you won't heal from this..." You already knew that, but him saying it outloud makes you start crying. "I love you... I'll miss you Gyutaro."

Your ears ar already gone after that, there is so much more you would like to say, but there is no time. But you can read his lips, he has said those words several times. There is no misunderstanding. "I love you Y/N." And the last thing you feel are his hands and tears on your face, you really wish you could have done more.

Gyokko:

Gyukko just watches you desintegrate in his hands, he is in his final form, and you are dying. Even now, they are not exactly comforting, as he seems fixated with the fact that you are dying. To be honest, you never expected anything else, he loves pain and death, those are part of his art. And you have always supported his art, so you don't cry and show no fear, since you are not a piece of art of his. You are supposed to be his equal, even now.

"Oi, Gyokko...." he looks at you, making eye contact, if he knows you are upset he hasn't shown signs of it. He hasn't even shown signs of being upset. You hold your breath, then inhale deeply to calm your nerves... how are you even breathing? You have no lungs, your respiratory system has been literally cut in two. It's so confusing, everything is so confusing, and that is scary. "Will you miss me?" You ask, controlling your voice. It doesn't break, it doesn't show anything but the same interest Gyokko is showing.

He doesn't answer inmediately, that does upsets you as you fear he might not answer. That would be worse than saying "no", and time is running out. Bet he does answer after thinking about it. "I will miss you a lot, you dumb bastard. Why did you have to die so easily?" He complains, and you just have to laugh, eyes watering. Typical Gyokko. "I love you, Gyokko. Never change."

You smile as he goes silent again, thinking, as his eyes nover stop concentrating in you. "I love you too. You were great, and I will always remember you." That is all you can ask for, you think as you spend you last moments looking at each other.

Hantengu:

Hantegu crushes you head against his stomach and legs as he cries, hiding and curled up on the floor. He doesn't even know from what, the slayers are already dead. "It wasn't me! It wasn't me!" He babbles, whining and crying, in his eternal PTSD, and to be honest this is not how you want to go. Him denying accusations nobody is making, it's both sad and annoying, but you're not in the situation to comfort him.

How can you calm him down when you are just as scared as he is for the first time? You have always been the brave one between the two but... you're dying. You're dying and you don't know what will happen once you are dead. "Hantengu... please. I know it wasn't you. You are innocent." Innocent from what? You have to admit you are pissed you will never find out, but Hantengu seems to collect himself after that.

"I will miss you. I will miss you a lot. Why do you have to die? Why do I have to be miserable and watch you die?" You chuckle as he pities himself, instead of piying you. But again, Hantengu has never once felt pity for you, you always liked that. Likes to be the strong one even if he was Uppermoon 4. "The world is a cruel place, maybe it's better for me that I'm leaving it!" You manage to joke about him, making him cry. But now you feel good enough to smile."Don't worry Hantengu, I'm sure you'll be fine. You still have the clones, don't you? The can take the role of the protector men I have been taking."

You laugh a bit. "I love you." He says before going silent, that surprises you. He isn't even crying, just trying to smile like you. You only have your face left right now, so if you got something to say... "I love you too." Say it.

Sekido:

Sekido is still killing the slayer that decapitated you... or well, he would be if you could kill someone that is already deader than a 100 year old corpse. Still, he is angry and taking his anger ojt in someone that deserves it instead of the rest of the clones or you. You are angry as well, you are going to die and there is nothing anybody can do about it. No matter how much Sekido stabs the dead body with his staff, you won't stop dying.

"Sekido..." You don't know if it's safe to call his attention upon you right now, but... you don't want to go with your face only feeling the cold and dirty ground. Thankfully, he seems to calm down when he sees you. Or at least he isn't raging anymore... he actually looks worried and scared. He runs to where you are and hugs you head tight against his chest, breathing unsteady as your face is pressed against his kimono. "I HATE YOU! Y/N, YOU BASTARD, I HATE YOU! YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE, WEAKLING, PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A DEMON!"

You are not surprised, but you can't help but to roll your eyes, annoyed. Your last second will really be you hearing your partner cursing you for being killed? Well, at least his chest is more comfortable than the ground, even if the way he has you prevents you from speaking. Maybe it's better this way, it won't become an argument. By the time you realize, the screming turned into crying, you can feel the tears falling on top of you. "I love you... don't leave."

He always had a hard time saying it, so to hear it now... it's nice. You try to wiggle against his grip and you say several times, hoping that even with his clothes muffling you, he can hear you."SEKIDO, I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU TOO, SEKIDO! I LOV-" Your mouth is gone, hopefully, the way he holds you tighter means he heard you. Now... it's over.

Karaku:

Karaku is just sitting with your head in his lap, holding you with his hands. He is youching your face, petting your head and carresing your cheeks with his thumbs. He is giving you a brave smile as his eyes are watering and holding a lot of warmth. "I love you a lot, you know? Like... really love you, not like the others I have loved...." he speaks softly to you as he keeps comforting you.

"Kara-" he interrupts you putting one finger over your lips, shaking his head and laughing softly. "Don't speak... just... let us have this last seconds together. This will be the last time I see you... I want to cherish you one last time." He says it, and you let it be. You honestly don't know what else to do, and the idea of being able to ignore the pain, ignore the fear, ignore the sorrow, ignore the rage for tha sake of having pleasure, even if it will be for the last time... sounds nice.

"You are very strong, you know. You did everything you could and I'm so proud to call you mine, handsome. You also have always treated me so well and I'm so fucking grateful... damn, I just love you so much." He sniffles as his voice breaks, wanting to talk. Wanting to make this about you since there will be no more a "you" later, and that hurts him. "I love you so much, you are everything I want, sweet boy." Tears start to fall of his eyes and his lips trembles, but he is still smilig towards you.

"I love you too, Karaku." It feels a bit pathetic that you can only come up with that after everything he said, but from the look in his face, it makes his smile easier as he rubs the tears off his face. "I know." Is the last thing you hear.

Urogi:

Urogi is flying with your head in his arms, you feel the cold air, but you are mostly shielded by his body as he presses you in his chest. You don't even know where you are going and you are sure Urogi also doesn't know. He probably just panicked and grabbed you and is searching a way to save you, when... there is none. You don't want to be the one to say it outloud, but... "Urogi.... UROGI. THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!"

You have to scream since the preasure of the air muffles all the sounds except the wings and the heartbeat of the clone, but that second could be only because you are pressed against his chest. "SHUT UP! YOU CAN'T DIE! YOU HEAR ME? YOU CAN'T DIE! I WON'T LET YOU!" You can hear his voice break, he is definetely crying from the nasal way it sounds. What to do now? You don't want to be the one to break it up to him but you also want to be able to say goodbye without Urogi being in denial.

You were beheaded by a slayer, there is no winning in this one, and it breaks Urogi. You actually feel guilty for dying, and so many other feelings. You don't want to die, you were killed, and you don't want to fight Urogi into facing the facts. Not when you only have some seconds left. "I LOVE YOU, UROGI! MY PREACIOUS BIRD, YOU ARE THE MOST LOVABLE DEMON THERE IS!" You scream again, and Urogi presses you face agains his chest even harder.

"I LOVE YOU TOO! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! PLEASE DON'T DIE! DON'T!" As you really can't comfort him right now, you only cry with him in this last seconds.

Aizetsu:

Aizetsu doesn't cry, he barely does more than show a sorrowful face, no matter how sad he is or how much he pities everything around him. Right now he pities you, but he also pities himself, that he has to watch the one he loves die. He holds your head in his hands, sitting with his gaze lost in the forest as he foces you to watch the same way he is. It's a beautiful night, there is a river in front of you that sounds so peacful, the moon is bright, the aire is fresh and it's just a bit chilly (nothing for a demon).

"The moon is beautiful tonight, don't you think?" He moves your head slightly so you can see the moon and the stars surrou ding it better, it's hard to say if he is just ignoring the issue of if he is confessing his love one last time. "I like to be able to experience times like this with you. Everything is nicer when you are around, even the others..." his voice doesn't even crack more than it usually does. But again, he is sorrow, if anyone knows how to handle said feeling, it should be him.

Still, you feel the drops, his tears, shed on the top of your head. He doesn't make any sound as he cries, just letting them out. "I'm really going to miss you a lot. It will be sadder to not have you around... thank uou for all the time you have given me. It left me content." He keeps monologing, wanting to get everything put or his chest or just wanting to make this the least painful possible for you, it's impossible for you to know. But you don't feel scared or angry...

"I will miss you too. I love you." You feel sad, sad that it's all over. The last thing you feel is that Aizetsu moves you head, pt right now just a face, again to be able to kiss it goodbye, making eye contact with you. His lips move, but you can't hesr him. "I love you more."

Nakime:

Nakime is shocked, she doesn't even know what to do besides having you in her lap, taking the place it's usually for her biwa. Now you are nothing but a head that fell from the sky as she summoned you, you managed to communicate with her after a slayer decapitated you and you are at least glas you will be able to spend this last seconds with her. You were so scared for a secondz that you wouldn't make it, that you would be gone and she wouldn't even know it, that she would wait for you still.

You spend the last moments in quiet, you don't want to force her to speak. You would suggest that she could play for you as you finish to desintegrate, but you are very comfortable in her lap. You don't want to move or to be moved. She isn't even crying, and she is barely touching you, just enough for you to not roll over. That would be uncomfortable.

Many thoughts and feelings run through your head. Where is your body? What is going to happen now? Is Nakime going to miss you? That slayer better die painfully! You really love Nakime. What should you say right now? That sword really hurt! - Everything is so spontaneous. But again, you are dying, you have the priviledge of not being coherent.

"I love you, Nakime." You tell her honestly, those are good last words, right? It's not original, impressive or anything, really. But it's honest, and it feels right to tell her. Nakime doesn't cry, her voice doesn't break. She just answers "I love you too, Y/N." And yoj both spend your lasts moments together in silent.

Akaza:

Akaza is crying a lot, your face has more tears of his than yours, as he holds yuou with his forehead almost meeting his. He screams, sniffles, hiccups, begs, everything. "I'M SORRY! I'M SO SORRY! I COULDN'T PROTECT YOU! I WANTED TO PROTECT YOU! I DIDN'T WANT TO BREAK MY PROMISE! I'M SORRY! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME! WE WERE MEANT TO HAVE A LIFE TOGETHER!" The misery in his voice makes you want to cry, too. But you also want to comfort Akaza, who seems near having an attack.

"Akaza, my love, my komainu... don't worry. I'm not angry, you did the best you could. It's not your fault." You speak softly, he always loved it when you were soft to him and you hope being gentle can calm him down. "I WILL KILL THOSE SWORDSMEN! I WILL! THEY ARE ALL COWARDS! WEAKLINGS! THEY DESERVE TO DIE!" He isn't listening, he probably can't. He is again rambling about weaklings, you always thought it was strange the way Akaza seemed to remember and not his human life.

You like to think forgetting is some sort of mercy, it makes easier to handle the demon life and diet if you don't have a mamory of anything pevious holding you back, like you feel it does to Akaza somehow. Part of you wishes he could also forget you, it would make it easier for him. "Akaza... listen to me." You try again, and again, and again... time is running out.

He can't hear anything you say, and you only hope he doesn't just follow after you. Not when he has still a lot to do. "I love you so much." You may not knoe about Akaza's past, but you know he will let no sword user live after this.

Douma:

You are almost praying that Douma doesn't just start playing with your head as if it was a ball. He is holding you with just one hand so you can be in front of his face, crying thick tears through his eyes. You can't even bring hourself to be scared or sad, just annoyed with the fact that even know Douma is not being honest. You are about to die, the least he could do is show you the real Douma for one last time. "It's such a tragic event."

Yeah, very tragic, to cry for. That you already know, Douma would not be crying if he didn't knew normal people cry in situations like this. "Douma, please stop crying. We both know you are having fun with thag and I would appreciate if you stopped acting for some seconds." You tell him honestly. You are usually more aware with his condition and let him express his fake emotions. Right now? What do you have to lose if he doesn't like your attitude? Kill you more? Leace you be? Throw you out? Hurt you? What does it matter now? You want to see Douma, so if you can't you might just not be around his mask.

By your surprise, he actually thinks about it. "You are right, this will be rhe last time we see each other. I might as well just be myself for the sake of how special this moment is. Like a farewell." He says as he droos the fake expressions and looks at you, eyes mostly empry, just showing interest. The rest of the face is blank, relaxed completely, as if it wasn't alive. You feel less alone like that, it gives some dort of relief. "You are so pretty, Douma. And a lot more than just some silver hair, an ear the it's supposed to be for deities and rainbow eyes. A healthy advice? Look for someone that realizes that." You smile at him.

He doesn't asnwer for a while, thinking about it before nodding. None of you wsnt to say anything else, just look at each other. If you tell him you love him he will just say it back, and you don't want that. You love Douma, and you are just happy to be with the real one in your last seconds. "Goodbye Douma." He looks at you with all his attention, face finally moving. "Goodbye Y/N. It was a pleasure to know you."

Kokushibou:

Kokushibou is just holding you, watching you die. Though, he is probably still procesing it, so you don't know what to say. He has your head in his lap as he is sitting, just watching you with intensity. It's a bit akward. "Kokushibou, can you ple-" he interrupts you. "Don't speak." He tells you coldly, and you can only sigh at that. You are not even surprised.

"You are dying." He continues after a few seconds, and NOOOO, REALLY?! You didn't notice! At all! Like, it's not like you felt a freaking katana pierce throigh your neck and now your body is desintegrating slowly. It's not like you can move your body but you can't feel you back and legs at all, and for fuck's sake, you are dying. After going through all that, you are scared. What now?

You can see Kokushibou thinking, he probably wants to comfort you and doesn't know how, not realizing he caused you distress in the first place. "You will not be bothered by worldly matters. You will be..." and he can't continue, because how can he comfort you when dying? You know Kokushibou is terrified by death, and now he wants to try to convince you that it's "not so bad"? What a joke! But you appreciate the gesture. You know it will be your last time with him and you don't want it to be such a waste with things with comfort or regret.

"I love you, Kokushibou. You are an idiot, but I love you." He frowns when you insult him, but doesn't complain. He evades your eyes for a while before sighing. "I also love you, Y/N. Goodbye." As cold as ever, but what did you expect? "Goodbye..." you spend the rest of uour seconds in silent, not really satisfied but not wanting to ask more from Kokushibou. It's over.

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