#i’m making too many kny AUs

[tanjir0se]

Liquid Courage

Tengen’s end of term party is the event of the year, but naturally-introverted Giyu can only withstand so much of their nonsense. Kyojuro (six beers in) attempts to cheer him up via impromptu ear piercing. (Alt title: I don't know how to write oneshots)

KNY Modern AU Ships: Giyu x Kyojuro Words: 2.5k Warnings: Alcohol use? Language?

@babykirara i blame this garbage on you ✌︎('ω'✌︎ )

“Aw, c’mon, Sanemi! For someone who looks so cool you really are a wet blanket.” Tengen whined. Sanemi scoffed and shifted the beat up guitar on his lap.

“Well we can’t all be drunk and stupid all the time.”

“Hey! I’m not drunk.” Tengen protested. "Yet."

Sanemi grinned. “Just stupid, then.” The grin faltered a bit and his brow pulled down as he continued. “I told you, I don’t sing.”

Tengen crossed his arms and opened his mouth to protest, but Shinobu spoke before he could. “He doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to, Tengen, you shouldn’t make him.” She said chidingly, though her usual crisp tone was slightly slurred by the bottle of wine she and Hinatsuru were sharing.

“Ah, but I bet his voice is so pretty!” Mitsuri chimed in, her permanently rosy cheeks now even more flushed than usual. Sanemi scoffed again, though it was without the venom with which he addressed Tengen. Speaking of, Tengen was already lowering himself to sit cross-legged beside him, pulling out one of his many soundboards and fiddling with some dials.

“Alright fine, leave the showmanship to me, as usual. If you won’t sing I’ll just have to accompany you with my s—”

“No!” Protested several voices at once. Makio, who was sitting closest to her boyfriend, smacked him on the arm.

“I am WAY too high for your noise right now, don’t you even think about it!”

Laughter erupted from all sides of the living room where the impromptu concert was taking place, including from Tengen himself, who had long since learned that if you’re going to have three girlfriends you should also make sure to have a good sense of humor.

Every year Tengen and his girlfriends hosted an end of term party, and he liked to think of it as THE social gathering of the year. This term, not only had he finally convinced the newest teacher Giyu to attend, he’d also finally bothered Sanemi into bringing the beat up acoustic Tengen had seen him loading into his trunk one afternoon. Mitsuri had managed to sweet talk him into playing a few songs for them. The thing was more duct tape than wood, but Sanemi was clearly skilled, fingers gliding easily over the aging frets as if by instinct alone.

“Wait, I know who would sing for us!” Hinatsuru said brightly. “Kyojuro! He loves to sing!” Sanemi laughed aloud, though a bit derisively.

“Oh god, I think I might rather listen to Tengen’s noise.”

“It’s called Folktronica—”

“Wait, where is Kyojuro?” Shinobu interrupted. The group scanned each other’s faces. “Come to think of it, where’s Giyu?”

Tengen leaned back. “They must be upstairs fucking somewhere—” the remark earned him another smack from Makio, but he just laughed again. “Oh come on, you know it’s true! Kyo’s been all over the new guy since the term started!”

Mitsuri giggled and stole Shinobu’s wine to take a sip. “Ah, do you really think he’s made a move? The romantic tension is so strong just watching them makes me blush!”

Sanemi dramatically stuck his tongue out. “Just watching them makes me gag.” He said, flashing the silver stud in the center of his tongue at Mitsuri teasingly. “I almost hope they’re up there fucking, ‘cause right now they’re fucking unbearable.”

Tengen nudged Sanemi with his shoulder. “Why don’t you go up there and play them a love ballad, ‘Nemi?” He batted his eyelashes at Sanemi, who kicked him.

“Why don’t you go get me another beer, dickhead?” The group erupted in laughter again and Tengen rose to pour another round of drinks.

Away from the laughter and chaos of Tengen’s living room, Giyu had found refuge in the cool tiled floor of Tengen’s bathroom. He’d also found Suma’s cat, who evidently shared his distaste for large gatherings. A little drunker than he would have liked to be, Giyu sat on the floor and let the room spin around him and tried to focus on the softness of Yoruko’s fur, as if he could will himself sober again.

A soft knock, followed by a loud voice. “Giyu? Are you alright? Are you throwing up?”

Giyu nearly smiled at the familiar voice and reached up to the door handle to let his roommate inside. Kyojuro’s bright eyes were wide and concerned until they fell onto Giyu’s face and saw that he was not in fact throwing up.

“Oh! You’re alright!” Kyojuro came inside and shut the door behind him with his hip, hands busy carrying two red cups. “Ooh! You found Yuroko!” He set the cups on the counter, then knelt down and gave the cat a few pats on the head.

Giyu watched in silence, wondering why Kyojuro was in the bathroom with him rather than out at the party. He nearly stopped breathing when Kyojuro’s eyes raised back up to meet his. “What’s up?” He asked, tone bright, as if genuinely convinced Giyu had some kind of important business on Tengen’s bathroom floor.

He opened his mouth, then closed it again, unsure what to say. “I—” he began, then stopped himself. Kyojuro stood erect again and watched him carefully for a moment before nodding slowly.

“Sorry.” He said. “I hope they’re not too much for you out there. I know they can all be…a lot.” He sheepishly rubbbed the back of his neck. Giyu couldn’t help but notice his face was flushed red with alcohol.

The invitation to the party had been from Shinobu rather than Tengen, and Giyu could remember it word for word. Party at Tengen’s tonight. He knows Kyo won’t come if you don’t. Parties weren’t exactly his thing, but she was right. Kyojuro wasn’t like him, didn’t shy away at attention, but rather commanded it. He was the life of any party, the sunlight in any room. Giyu would have felt too guilty to deprive his friend that, so he’d agreed to attend the gathering. But his social battery was beyond drained at that point, now reaching a critical failure.

“It’s…not that.” Giyu managed after a moment. Surprising even himself, he genuinely had had fun. Especially when Kyojuro had been beside him. “I’m having fun, just—” he wasn’t sure how to put it so Kyojuro—bright, sociable Kyojuro—would understand.

Kyojuro nodded sagely, the action almost comical given the drunken waver in his posture, then retrieved the cups he’d placed on the counter and lowered himself to sit beside Giyu. “Battery empty, huh?”

Giyu raised an eyebrow in surprised interest while Kyojuro continued. “That happens to my brother a lot too. Says he has to spend some time alone to recharge. Oh. I should probably…” he handed Giyu one of the cups— water—and moved to stand. Giyu’s voice stopped him.

“No, you can stay.” He said quickly. Too quickly. Kyojuro grinned and relaxed back against the door again, taking a sip from his own cup—beer. “You’re right,” Giyu continued. “But I’m still having fun. Going to the piercing shop today was more fun than I expected.”

Kyojuro groaned loudly and dramatically, which almost made Giyu smile. “Ah, I wish I could have gone!” The group had split up earlier that day. Mitsuri had been trying to convince Shinobu to get her nose pierced, and Sanemi, who already had multiple piercings, was quick to want to tag along. Shinobu had invited Giyu along, and without a good reason to decline he’d been roped into the outing as well. Kyojuro had instead been given the high honor of accompanying Tengen to the liquor store.

“I wanted to meet you there but Tengen always takes forever to decide at the store! He was stuck between two types of tequila for twenty minutes!” Giyu smiled, silently encouraging Kyojuro to continue. “How did Sanemi do with his tongue piercing? Agh, I think I’d be too scared!”

“I think he only got it to show off.” Giyu said. He took a grateful sip of the ice water Kyojuro had brought him. “He dared me to get my ears pierced and only decided to do his tongue after I said no.”

If it was possible for Kyojuro to brighten even further, he did, his smile broadening across his face from ear to ear as he let out a delighted chuckle. “You afraid of needles, Giyu?”

Giyu laughed back, feeling heat coming to his cheeks at Kyojuro’s teasing. “Not that! Just…I don’t know. Wasn’t ready I guess.”

Kyojuro was already moving, handing Giyu his cup and standing to root through Tengen’s bathroom drawers. “Weren’t ready?! How many drinks have you had now?” He turned to look at him very seriously, and Giyu blanched when he noticed his friend was now holding a sewing kit and a lighter.

“Not enough.” Giyu said with a raised eyebrow. Kyojuro’s grin was as suspicious as it was disarming. He responded by nodding at the punch in Giyu’s left hand.

“Liquid courage, baby!” Kyojuro declared proudly. Being called baby by Kyojuro was very nearly all the convincing Giyu needed, but not quite. “I know how to do this. Gimme your ear—”

“I’m not sure that’s a great idea,” Giyu said, though didn’t protest further because Kyojuro had sat back down beside him and rested his arm on Giyu’s shoulder, gently brushing Giyu’s dark hair away from his ear. “Have you ever done this before?”

“Who do you think did Tengen’s septum?” Kyojuro paused to shake his unruly blonde hair behind his head and tie it up into a loose and messy ponytail.

Giyu frowned, but it was impossible to be serious with Kyojuro when his hair was up and he was looking at you like that.

“Didn’t Hinatsuru?”

“Yes!” Kyojuro plucked an ice cube out of Giyu’s drink with two fingers. “But I watched!”

“Well, thank god you’re a professional.” Giyu muttered. Kyojuro laughed loudly and heartily. “And how many beers have you had?”

“Hmm. Six! I think…”

“Oh good.” Giyu flinched at the cold when Kyojuro held the ice to his earlobe. The cold contrasted the warmth radiating off of Kyojuro, who scooted ever closer to him, sticking his tongue out in laser-focus on his earlobe. He was close enough that Giyu could feel his breath on his neck. “I’ll be mad if you mess this up.” He bluffed.

“Oh, you’ll forgive me.” Kyojuro said self-assuredly. He briefly ran the lighter over the largest sewing needle in the kit. “You like me too much to stay mad at me.”

Liquid courage indeed. Giyu doubted Kyojuro would dare say something like that to him if they were both sober. Kyojuro’s face was flushed an even deeper red, though Giyu was no longer certain if it was from alcohol or from the proximity of their faces, Giyu’s shoulder pressed against Kyojuro's chest, tilting his head to the side and gathering his ponytail away from the ear Kyojuro had targeted first.

"Okay, ready?" Giyu answered only by closing his eyes tightly, bracing for the pain. "Okay one, two..."

Tengen had just climbed the stairs, now thoroughly buzzed, in search of the two missing partygoers to make sure they were alright (or join them, as he'd joked to Makio). Just as he reached the top of the stairs a loud yelp made him flinch in surprise.

"Ouch!"

"What?!"

"Uh oh--"

"What did you do?"

He braced himself and jogged toward the source of the shouting, the upstairs bathroom, and shoved the door open without knocking. His eyebrows shot upwards at the scene he was met with on his bathroom floor.

Giyu and Kyojuro were camped out on the floor against the wall, two plastic cups and a lighter between them, both twisted into a strangely tangled position. Kyojuro had Giyu's ear between the thumb and forefinger of his left hand, Giyu appeared to be attempting to pull away, and both turned as much as they could to look at Tengen as he entered. It took him a moment to realize what had happened, but a closer inspection revealed that the needle Kyojuro had been apparently using to pierce Giyu's ear had gone right through both the lobe and Kyojuro's own finger, pinning them together.

"No way!" Tengen laughed in delight. Giyu's face flushed deep scarlet and Kyojuro sheepishly laughed along with Tengen. "Oh my god, you two."

“Six beers might have been too many!” Kyojuro shouted in apparent agreement. Giyu shook his head, wiggling the needle and making them both yelp again in pain. “Sorry, Giyu.”

“I don’t forgive you.” He muttered, but didn’t mean it.

“We leave you two alone for ten minutes…” Tengen laughed again and put his hands on his hips. “You’re worse than me! Kyo, c’mon, unstick yourself and get your dumb ass back downstairs. Hinatsuru needs you to sing for her.”

Kyojuro turned back to his roommate and gently removed the needle, freeing them both. “Sorry.” He said again, blushing furiously, still smiling. His voice was about as soft as it ever got, which was still well above the average person’s speaking volume.

“And Giyu,” Tengen began. He wasn’t an idiot, and could guess why Giyu had retreated to an upstairs bathroom in the middle of a party. Not everyone could he as flashy and sociable as he was, after all. Sanemi and Shinobu both been a bit like that when they’d first met, and sometimes still were. Perhaps as a favor to Kyojuro and perhaps out of a rare moment of empathy, Tengen decided to throw the new guy a bone. “Shinobu promised Mitsuri she’d make her famous brownies. I think you’d better go help her before we’ve got a cat fight on our hands.” It was a low pressure activity, only involved interacting with one other person, but he could still be part of the party. Kyojuro was smiling at him, understanding in an instant what Tengen was trying to do.

“Sounds pretty serious.” Giyu finally responded. Tengen laughed again and left the two of them to pick themselves up.

Kyojuro offered him a hand—the non pierced one—and pulled him up. “I’m sorry.” He said again. He was still smiling but his eyes had become more serious. “That probably didn’t help your battery recharge, did it?” Kyojuro watched his friend carefully for a few moments; often that was the only way to know what he was thinking, since it wasn't like Giyu would say it aloud. Giyu was flushed pink, smiling softly, his gaze averted. Kyojuro smiled a little wider.

“No, actually. It’s okay.” It wasn’t often he could find himself ready for more social interaction without spending at least a few hours in total solitude. But Kyojuro was different. He’d always been different. Patient with his many silences, willing to sit on the bathroom floor with him while he caught his breath from the chaotic festivities downstairs. “Thanks.” Giyu finally finished as Kyojuro opened the door for him. On the way down the stairs, the noise of the party growing louder and more rowdy than ever, Kyojuro put a hand on Giyu’s shoulder, whether to steady him or as an affectionate gesture was a mystery even to Kyojuro himself. He leaned down just a little to murmur in Giyu’s ear.

“See? Told you you’d forgive me.”

#modern au #rengiyuu #kny #I’m so goddamn stupid #here is an insurmountable amount of garbage. it disgusts me as well #adding to the ongoing disease of this modern au #next up: Tengen convinces sanemi to have a full blown jam session #it does not go well

[2demon2slayer]

(from clemsharmony)

questions on the sun hashira au,, that i’m having to send through submissions because i hit the character limit for asks LOL

do you know roughly how old you see the characters as? i know tanjirou is 21 and nezuko biologically 12, but i don’t think you’ve said about anyone else! i’m seeing giyuu as pretty young since i generally imagine him being no older than thirteen in final selection, so even though in KNY canon he’s one of the middleaged hashira, i see sh!giyuu and think he’s one of the youngest of the not-friend-group.

makomo must be 22 or 23 now if she saved little tanj when she was a ‘remarkably young hashira’, and the other hashira’s ages are pretty easy to figure out since you’ve said tanjirou’s 21. inosuke is probably 21, genya zenitsu kanao and aoi 22. senjurou has no *explicitly* confirmed age, but he is said to be the same age as mui in a light novel, so i think it’s safe to say however old yuui and mui are, he’s roughly the same. the tokitou twins would be 20, and you say senjurou is younger than yuui, so he could be 19 or 20 too.

so yeah, i’ve figured out the hashira’s ages pretty easily. it’s the tsuguko’s / slayers ages i’d love to know! are you sticking with their canon age order, or messing them about a bit? i’d like to imagine gyoumei still being the oldest of them all, maybe 18, though if he was that old then there wouldn’t be many years between him and genya. like i said before, i love little giyuu too.. but you could very easily say that his final selection was when he and sabito were a little older, or he’s trained under tanjirou for a good few years, so would be old enough to stay in the middle-ish age range of the not-friend-group.

if you can’t tell, i absolutely love analysing character ages.

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i also put a lot of thought into character ages! luckily for you, they’re one of the first things i wrote down! so here’s a big ass list:

so first off, you got basically all of the hashira right

kamado tanjirou - 21

makomo - 25

rengoku senjurou - 19

agatsuma zenitsu - 22

tsuyuri kanao - 22

kanzaki aoi - 22

hashibira inosuke - 21

tokitou yuuichirou - 20

shinazugawa genya - 22

i kept their age differences relatively canon, and used senjurou’s age in kimetsu gakuen where he’s a first year in junior high which would make him 12/13 ish in actual canon. aoi doesn’t have a canon age beyond “at least 16” so she’s just the same age as kanao and genya

(continuing below the cut because wow, this got a bit long)

the littler guys are a bit weirder because their age differences are a lot crazier. so i changed some stuff up and squished some age differences so the entire group is just kind around 15 (with the obvious exception of muichirou, who is the same age as his brother)

tomioka giyuu - 15

sabito - 15

kochou shinobu - 14

rengoku kyoujurou - 15

uzui tengen - 16

kanroji mitsuri - 14

tokitou muichirou - 20

shinazugawa sanemi - 15

himejima gyoumei - 17

iguro obanai - 15

kochou kanae - 15

kaigaku - 15

did you know that we don’t actually know how old giyuu was when he and sabito went to final selection? canonically, his sister died when he was thirteen, and that’s also when he started training with urokodaki, but we don’t know how long he trained for, if he went to final selection the same year he came to urokodaki. anyways, in this au, giyuu trains for two whole years with urokodaki before going to final selection

and here’s just . a list of a bunch of other characters, both major and minor

kamado nezuko - 20 (physically 12)

murata - 15

kumeno masachika - ??? somewhere in his 20s

ubuyashiki kagaya - (spoilers, i’ll talk about this eventually)

ubuyashiki kiriya - (spoilers, i’ll talk about this eventually)

nakahara sumi - 19

terauchi kiyo - 19

takada naho - 19

gotou - 16

suma - 15

makio - 15

hinatsuru - 16

haganezuka hotaru - 14

kotetsu - 19

yushirou - over 300

tamayo - ~30

tsugikuni yoriichi - over 300

if someone isn’t listed, i either do not care about their age or i do not know what to put. most of the demons are left alone because i didn’t want to actually go through the trouble of swapping them around. sorry

#kny #demon slayer #queries #sun hashira and tsuguko au #scramblings #i actually have a ridiculous amount of notes on this au #approximately 4000 words of notes #not counting the outline for the backstories series or the timeline document

[ladynightlark]

Hi! I love CFLDF so much! I have so many theories about where the characters are going and what their past is, I feel like I'm trying to piece together a mystery book. It's similar and different enough to canon that I can guess the major plot points and still be blown away! I really like the way you weave the characters and their relationships and how you make them feel like real people. Special highlights for me are Senjuro my favorite anxious mess, Nezuko my queen, and the rest of the thunder fam; Kaigaku (world's worst older brother), Zenitsu (he should have been at the club), Jigoro (crazy old man), and the honorable member Tanjiro (world's best older brother).

I'm also trying to write a role swap kny fic and I was wondering if you had some advice? If it isn't asking too much! I've had half finished versions of a first chapter sitting in my docs for months because I can't decide what direction to take the story 😔

I keep swinging back and forth between thunder breath! Nezuko (probably found by Mitsuri the stone pillar before she was sent to Kaigaku) (where Zenitsu fits in this au depends, sometimes he is a demon and others he is the world's equivalent of the butterfly girls) and moon breath! Nezuko (ft. Koku being the Tamayo of the world and teaching Nezuko); and I also alternate between having Tanjiro stick around like canon Nezuko or having the DK take him and Tanjiro forgetting all about his human life and Nezuko's mission being more about revenge before the grand reveal. And also, just for example, I can't decide if I want to have a Shinobu-Tomioka swap (Shinobu has a lot of dead relatives 🫤 and Giyuu is the medic always pretending he is not filled with untamable hatred) (Aoi is his tsuguko and Sabito is the dead brother lover), or a Doma-Shinobu swap or the flower sisters as the spider family. Or a Doma raises Inosuke and Kanao but they're still human and they infiltrate the corps for him sub plotline in between everything. Or, every member of the Kamaboko is working for the DK as demons and Nezuko's gang is just a bunch of minor (probably demon characters) and everything plays out fairly similar. Or a Shinazugawa and Rengoku brothers swap based on my mom's (an anime only) theory that the Shinazugawa brothers were experiments and that was why Sanemi was all scarred and Genya could eat demons.

Some of this can coexist but a good chunk of them can't and I'm not settling for anything. Like there's so many possibilities, and I was wondering if you had some advice on how to settle on something?

Hi! Thank you so much! I’m glad you’ve been enjoying the series! Hopefully many of your theories will be answered soon!

That’s awesome to hear that you’re writing your own role-swap! And I’d love to offer some advice. Feel free to take/use whatever you feel will help you best or ignore what you think you don’t need.

(Also I’m not an expert on writing this, so please, for anyone reading this, use what you’d like and know this is just my opinion on writing AUs for KNY.)

So, the first thing you should work out when planning a role-swap is WHAT KIND of role-swap you want to do. Based on what I’ve read, there are probably five different ways people have done Protagonist Nezuko Role-Swaps:

The Classic Swap - Tanjiro and Nezuko swap roles, but everything in canon (story and character-wise) remains the same

The Mentor Swap - Tanjiro and Nezuko swap roles, and a different Hashira/Demon Slayer takes them in (typically resulting in Nezuko learning a different breathing style); everything else in canon (story and character-wise) remains the same

The Hashira - Upper Moon Swap / The Human - Demon Swap - All members of the Hashira/Demon Slayer become Kizuki Demons and the Upper Moons/Kizuki become Hashira/Demon Slayer; can also be expanded into all humans being demons and vice versa too

The Character/Role-Swap - A specific character has their backstory (and at times, personality) swapped with that of another character (Ex: Rengoku - Shinazugawa, or Tomioka - Sabito)

The Customized Swap - May use a combination of some or all of the above swaps, or just take the story in a different direction (Ex: Tanjiro and Nezuko being separated for a majority of the story, or simply giving characters a new role without giving them a clear/strict “swap”)

Once you decide which one to do, I suggest “working from the inside out” when planning the rest of your Swap AU. This is more for the last three swaps but can be used for the others depending on how much you change.

Start with the characters you KNOW you want to swap (whether it be members of the Kamaboko Squad, the demon “defecting” from the Demon King, or the Hashira). Once you have those figured out, you can start filling in the blanks. It might take a little time to come up with, but whenever you have a thought, write it down and play around with the idea for a bit to see if it will fit with the story you are writing.

If it’s easier to start with the Kamaboko Squad, get everything you want figured out with them first. If it’s the hashira, have your line-up and see what details you can give them in the moment. If it’s the Demon King, come up with a basic idea for his/her appearance, personality, and motives. Start with what you know, and then move on from there.

Once you’ve figured out most of your characters, then look into how you’re going to develop the story. Will you be following the canon events exactly as they happened in the manga/anime? Will some events be rearranged? Added/Removed? 

I recommend creating a rough (and I cannot express this enough, ROUGH) timeline of how your story’s main events will unfold, and then walking your characters through them. See if it makes sense, and take note if you find areas where you might need to revise things or add another scene.

And as a final piece of advice, read a few role-swaps and see what you like. I know before I even started writing the first chapter of this story, I read through a lot and found a few favorites that gave me inspiration for concepts such as potential swaps, different ways to explore characters/events/themes, and how to handle changing what’s canon without taking away what made it good in the first place. Have fun with your research, and you’ll slowly start to see things come together!

(Manga Spoilers Ahead)

Now, to address some of the ideas you have…

I'd go with whatever breath-style you feel most confident writing Nezuko in. I know writing her as a thunder breather can be a bit tricky since we only see Zenitsu perform the first form in canon and Kaigaku’s version of the other forms are influenced by his blood demon art, I do think it’s one of the best breathing styles to play to her strengths. But I’ve never read a story with her as a moon breather, and that could definitely open a lot of segways into different storytellings (especially if you decide to go the Human - Demon swap route). Plus, having Kokushibo in a different role other than Upper Moon One or a Hashira could be a fun storyline to explore that would definitely catch some attention.

This is also a very interesting idea that could really set the story apart. Kind of like what I said above, I’d say go with what you’re most confident writing. Having Tanjiro stick with Nezuko is one way of keeping the story close to canon, and I think there’s a lot of popularity/meaning in having their strong sibling bond emphasized as they navigate the world of demons together. But having Tanjiro separated from Nezuko makes a lot of sense as well, considering their heritage and how the DK (if they are different from Muzan) may want to take advantage of a descendant of sun-breathing being a demon. That would probably change the story a lot, but if you have a plan for how you will navigate the split POVs and how their characters will be affected by the separation and development of their ideals, then I think that would be a fun route to go and lead to a lot of awesome content.

I can definitely see Tomioka and Shinobu swapping. I’d be curious to know how much of their personalities would change as a result (such as Shinobu being more open with her feisty attitude or being more subdued like canon Tomioka, and then Tomioka being like you said having some hidden anger).

I think any of the Doma swaps would be fantastic ideas to implement. Especially the one with Kanao and Inosuke being spies infiltrating the Corps! I don’t think I’ve heard of anything like that before, and given the amount of development that could bring about, and how much of a twist/shock that would be for their “allies” with their reveal, that would be such a great plotline to include.

I’d love to see more of the minor demons that were killed off early in the series get bigger roles! I think it boils down to what I mentioned in the first part of the post, and deciding what the exact parameters of your story’s swaps will be. If you do go this route, I’d be excited to see what other backstories the other demons/humans will get.

I think switching the Rengoku and Shinazugawa brothers would definitely be a cool idea! Especially given how they share a lot of similarities, like how the older brothers would do anything to give their younger siblings a better, happy life. And that’s actually a really interesting theory your mom came up with! I think that would be such a cool idea for an alternative backstory for Sanemi and Genya, given how unique their abilities and conditions are (Sanemi having incredibly strong marechi blood and Genya being able to eat demons and gain some of their strength).

Ultimately, have fun with it. If you’re having trouble deciding, try and write out rough story outlines for your ideas and characters and see what works best. Or, just pick the one you’re most excited about. After all, it’s your story, and as I’ve found, if you’re really passionate and excited about a certain idea or swap, the planning and writing comes so much easier.

I hope this helps! If you would like to discuss these more, I’d be more than happy to answer any questions you have or brainstorm. Feel free to privately message me here (or if you would prefer, I have a Discord where we can communicate further).

Thank you so much for reaching out and asking! Have an awesome day!

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #demon slayer fanfic #ask me questions #ask #writing advice #demon slayer role swap au

[passionoo]

Me about to post this:

Long story short, @katsumeme got this AU- and I felt so validated because I’ve been thinking about an AU like that and just... I’m sorry. I made this. Well, actually I filled seven pages in my sketchbook- but for now only this dumb comic made it all the way here.

Also, this is probably the best Deku I’ve ever drawn, I’ll never achieve that ever again. So please don’t think I know what I’m doing. Scratch that, I’m never gonna be able to replicate this style in general. Background is straight from the anime too, because god help me, I just... no I couldn’t do background right then and there.

#can baku even talk in your au?! #is Kaminari as Zenitsu even what you intended?! #sorry i injected my own headcannon #so this is my 2nd BnhA fanart huh #posting here so nobody will know #bnha deku #bnha bakugou #bnha fanart #bnha au #kny au #bkdk kny au #i’m making too many kny AUs #PassionArt

[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

KNY (collaboration) In The Summer - Masterlist

A KNY collaboration for Summer - celebrating the ending of spring and the arrival of Summer (Summer Solstice) - made + started by kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings ^---^

Hear the song of the birds:

As the end of spring draws near you hope for the warmth of summer, for the birds to sing louder and brighter, the chance to spend more time with friends and loved one’s and the sun to shine on your face...

But maybe, on the lilting song notes of the birds, there’s also the chance to celebrate the changing of the season with romance?

RULES + INFO:

OK folks lets get this show on the road! First things first, the rules OwO

send me an ask to be included in the list! 

make sure to tell me which character (or characters) you’d like to write or draw for and the genre! 

Your also allowed to join to do both a piece of art and a piece of writing - there isn’t a limit to how many pieces of work you’d like to produce! So long as you tell me ahead of time

Any genre is welcome 

Please know that character’s can be repeated

Please keep kind and polite when asking to join! There won’t be any check-in’s unless you’d like there to be - I’m always open! And I’m more than happy to help - and there isn’t an entry deadline

All genre’s and AU’s are welcome in this collab so make sure to specify when you message to join - although if your not too sure that fine too, i’ll leave a small list below for you guys to look through,

Genre’s:

Fluff Angst Hurt/Comfort Smut/Lemon/NSFW  Song Fic - remember to add in the song or at least a link to it  Dark 

Alternative Universe - AU:

God’s and Goddesses Soulmates Western OR Medieval - anything historical  Modern day  Mirror universe Coffee Shop

There will be more of course that you can pick from, it’s just that these are what first came to mind! These are just examples ^--^

If possible please keep to a warm colour palette + theme! Gold can be included too as well as neutral colours + maybe some pastels  

Just a small reminder! Please remember to tag your works - warnings, genre etc. - with anything that fits your work! Add in the collaboration title + a link to the master-list (this that your on right now!) please make sure to tag me so I can see your awesome work too! And please make sure to use the tag,

KNY Collab - In the Summer 

As soon as you post your work, you get added to this Master-list!

There isn’t a work limit or an art limit so make as much as you’d like!

Picnic + Party Goers - Collaborators:

Artists + Editors:

None

Writers:

writing-with-caramel - Tanjirou Kamado  (Fluff)

cherryblossomsempai - Tanjirou Kamado (Fluff)

thelovehashira143  - Mitsuri Kanroji (Greek God AU) -  Title: Ador <3 

shinkiyo [DEACTIVATED] - Enmu (God AU)

Both:

devilsrose666 - Rengoku Kyojurou 

#KNY Collab - In the Summer #kny #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #kny collaboration #kny collab #demon slayer collaboration #demon slayer collab #kimetsu no yaiba collab #kimetsu no yaiba collaboration #gem talks #i'm so excited

[uchiha-simp]

Hello fellow weebs 💜

Welcome to my (completely unplanned for) tumblr account !

I only made this bc the anime brain rot is too strong, and writing fanfics only for myself and not sharing them is very boring. If I obsess over smthg, then ppl have to suffer with me :)

About me (not that anyone cares)

Call me Yamao. She/her

Neurodivergent

Been watching anime since I was 5

Obsessed with Naruto and One Piece (tho I do watch other anime dw)

I don’t like molten cheese

I have too many anime husbands

Everything I write is a direct result of a brain rot

Muslim 🌙

My absolute fav ships

Luffy x Hancock

Sasuhina

RenMitsu

Sanji x Pudding

Mihawk x Hancock

+more, these are just the ones I remember rn.

BTW it doesn’t mean I’m gonna write any fanfics abt them, I just thought it’d be great to let ppl know what I like 😗

What I write about

Fandoms : One Piece, Naruto, Kny…(might write abt others in the future)

Characters : (I write y/n x canon and canon x canon. Might include OCs in the future)

OP boys : I write abt all the attractive ones, but here are my favs : Luffy, Sanji, Mihawk, Doffy, Kaido, Shanks, Ace, Sabo, King, Akainu, Kizaru, etc…

Naruto boys : I’m such an Uchiha simp so I WILL be writing mainly abt Itachi and Sasuke just bc I want to. I also write abt Gaara, Naruto, Neji (I love him so much), Kakashi, Sai, and all the Akatsuki bc they deserve it. I hate Tobirama so he’s the only one I refuse to write abt :)

Kny boys : All the slayers except the blind one and Obanai (I just don’t like him). I also love my demons, so Kokushibo, Muzan, Douma and Akaza are a big YES. Might sprinkle so Yoriichi while I’m at it

Other : Honestly idk yet so if you have smthg to request just shoot your shot, might make it my next obsession 😗

What I write :

Headcannons : I love them so much it’s my fav thing to write

Short fics/one shots : Also love them, might write part 2s or more if I like it

Series : I have one long ass series (the snake & the dragon) I’m working on. I love it too much and I have like 3 arcs planned (it’s abt Sasuke and his kids btw). I’m also down for headcannon series, they’re the best (I have a few ready/planned, more on that down below)

Tropes : anything with angst, domestic AUs, mainly toxicity, yanderes, twisted things and morally bankrupt characters. Mature themes but I’ll put tw don’y worry :)

What I DO NOT write :

Smut is a no no (but I don’t mind anything suggestive as long as it isn’t overly graphic). There are plenty of NSFW writers on here so dw

Incest

Polyamory

TOBIRAMA

Blackbeard

Anything too lovey dovey. We like fictional toxicity on here, pls and thank you 😗

Requests

YES YES YES !

An idea? Drabbles? A random thought? A trope? JUST SEND IT TO ME DON’T BE SHY

Don’t hesitate to reach out if you wanna talk abt anything manga or if you want to make a detailed request, I love it <33

Writings :

Below is a masterlist of the things that I wrote/am writing/will write.

I just made this acc so if it’s still empty it means that I’m still searching/working on old fics. Tryna get as much content on here as fast as possible so bear with me 😅 (click on the masterlist )

//Yamao’s masterlist✨//

[idiotwhotalkstoomuch]

I never expected you guys to like demon Senjuro so much lol I’m really happy to see that like it was such a random impulse thought but the au has a lot of room for growth

In this post Im gonna establish a few things about what happened to Senjuro and Kyojuro in the events between Senjuro’s “death” and the pillar meeting. I will only cover their relationship and a little bit of Senjuro’s relationship with Tanjiro. The others can come at a different post cause this post is gonna be long lol so I put it under cut cause no one really wants a post to flood their dash

TW: Mentions of death (some are children), mentions of cannibalism (If you’ve seen even the first episode of demon slayer and had no problem, you’re fine with this post. This post is slightly not anime only friendly as I make references to an upper moon and I show a manga only panel as of posting this) Shnjuro gets really depressed but luckily there is no attempted suicide

Senjuro Rengoku

- His class was at the bottom floor and they were cleaning the school (I heard thats a thing in Japan if someone has a better idea on what they’re doing feel free to shoot an ask) when they got attacked

- In canon we dont know his age but I’m gonna guess like 12-14 but in the au he is 13 so he was 12 when he became a demon. A rogue demon attacked Senjuro’s class and Senjuro ran to get help and was fatally injured but still managed run to get help as he was given a nichirin sword and even if it didnt change color he must have known breathing techniques at the very least on a basic level and the demon was too preoccupied with some of the teachers and others trying to kill the demon, of course unaware of what it was except for Senjuro

- Upper moon 4 was sneaking around when he saw the all but dead body of Senjuro and demons really dont have standards for turning people into demons so when he noticed he was alive, turned him into a demon mostly so that if he did find any “evil people” (demon slayers) he could use him as his meat shield alongside his personalities

- When Senjuro woke up as a demon (cause even if he was a breath user he was very inexperienced so Hantengu had no problem making him a demon), he had no memory of his life as a human and looked around trying to find a human to satiate his hunger and saw a human in the distance with someone and began to run to them to satiate his hunger when he felt himself being held back. 

- The spirit of Ruka Rengoku gently held her son back and instructed him to not eat humans as that’s not something he should do and even if Senjuro couldn’t recognize the woman holding him back, he found himself obeying her and running to go to a place to hide from the sun

- From that moment on for a few day he would hop from place to place whether underneath homes, in caves or any place he could find to avoid being seen and to be shielded from the sun and found himself growing sleepy so in the cave he hid in, far away from the place he was last in, he closed his eyes and fell asleep for a year

- When he woke up, he had unwittingly burnt away Muzan’s control of him and was unsure on what to do when Ruka’s spirit appeared again telling him that he needs to find his way home. Senjuro wasn’t actually listening to a lot of what she said except one thing stuck to him. 

- “Senjuro”, he didn’t know what his name was as a demon but the name seem to stick to him and he figured this must be his name (he would of course be correct)

- When he found himself staying with the Kamaboko squad, having been spared despite being a demon due to him not having any form of aggression to them (something they all noticed due to his general demeanor and their enhanced sense) and Tanjiro could smell he hadnt eaten one human and he invited him to join them. He joined Nezuko in her box (she can grow really really tiny if she wants or is tired)

Reference: 

Kny chapter 85

- He joined for two reasons: One, he was really scared of people and demon slayers especially so when Tanjiro offered him the chance to be able to be safe and hide he took it. Secondly, he wasn’t sure but the smile Tanjiro gave and his warm reassurance reminded of him of someone, when he thought hard he only saw blurry shadows and got a headache so didn’t try to push it

- Tanjiro did ask him in the wisteria house while Zenitsu was chatting with Nezuko and Inosuke was off being Inosuke about his past and Senjuro told him about his brief meetings with a woman with black hair and asks if they’ve met before as he feels familiar

- This is where he gets the idea that the woman with black hair (Ruka) is his mother and Tanjiro guesses that the person that he thinks is Tanjiro must be his father (right on the first part Tanjiro but wrong on the second lol, you tried)

- He wears a cyan yukata with a new hakama pants as the clothes he was previously wearing was the same bloodstained clothes he wore after turning into a demon and Tanjiro didnt want to leave him in that. Tanjiro thought to get him a gag but the idea made Senjuro uncomfortable so Tanjiro made him swear to never eat a single human

- In Mount Nagatumo, he was too scared to jump out to protect Tanjiro like Nezuko but when she gets sliced up he leaves the box to watch her while Tanjiro fights Rui, unfortunately he is caught in Rui’s webs like Nezuko and was saved from it by Nezuko flames (though it did burn him a fair bit, Nezuko would apologize to him for this later)

- Giyuu doesn’t kill Senjuro cause his resemblance to Kyojuro despite the different clothes and demon eyes is clear to anyone who can see and Shinobu also finds herself hesitating but shakes those feelings off as Kyojuro deserves better than to see his little brother as a demon. Luckily Giyuu stops him and Senjuro runs with Nezuko and Tanjiro but is later taken back to the demon slyer corps by a Kakushi who put him and Nezuko back in their box

- When Sanemi stabbed the box, he moved to try and protect Nezuko but the box was too cramped and they both got stabbed despite his efforts. Later when he tries to bait him with his marechi blood, he’s too focused on resisting the blood and on Nezuko who he had grown to see as a sister to care about the wide eyed looks the pillars were giving him.

Kyojuro Rengoku (I am so sorry in advance Kyojuro simps I put this man THROUGH IT)

- He had just finished a mission and was going to get another mission when a crow he hadn’t seen work in years came flying to him, obviously panicked telling him how Senjuro’s school was attacked and how no one can find Senjuro among the bodies. The crow was Shinjuro’s

- When he hears that, all the kakushi and other demon slayers present would say they had never seen the flame pillar run so frantically, he only stopped to apologize briefly if he bumped into someone while running but the only thing racing in his mind was his little brother who had no weapon to defend himself with. He forced the image of his brother being nothing but a corpse away only thinking about saving Senjuro

- When he reached the school, he forced himself to calm down. Panicking isn’t going to magically bring Senjuro to him so he needs to keep himself in check because with so many people dead, he’s not the only one concerned over the kids

- There were no survivors on the area that was attacked, the police were there investigating the deaths of the many children and teachers, Kyojuro had to spend time convincing the police he was with them and to be allowed to investigate as well

- With no survivors, he heard from the police that there was a blood trail when they got there and he went to find the trail, when he reached the end of it where there were no traces of Senjuro but since the people there were untrained civilians, Senjuro was the only possible person to have been there

- He spent multiple days searching, Mitsuri was at one point sent to check on him and it was clear he was pushing himself, as days passed by, his composure and bright demeanor were crumbling and he started latching onto any lead to at the very least find the body of Senjuro to take back home but it was becoming clear that he would never find it and a kakushi had to be the one to tell him that his body was likely eaten to the bone or eaten and discarded to either rot away or eaten by someone else

- Kyojuro took a week off, not just because of the grief he felt at that moment but because he needed to check on his father and make sure he would be okay, the man didn’t even face Kyojuro when he came in to visit, he forced himself to not cry in front of his father as he tried to talk to the man who couldn’t even say a word and just drank away even as his eldest son tried to talk to him

- Servants were hired to monitor Shinjuro by Kyojuro as he was concerned about his health both physically and mentally but he did notice how Shinjuro never resisted to being taken care of by the people he hired. They reported to him he could be heard muttering Senjuro’s name and even stares at his room for extended periods of time

- When he made his return, he apologized to the pillars for his behavior the past two weeks (even though no one blamed the man, some even said it was okay if he needed more time, they wouldn’t judge) but whenever he was told that he said he had to be strong to protect the weak so he could be someone that could stop families from ending up like his own

- He was far more determined in killing demons, demon attacks had become personal to him now, whenever he saw a demon eating people he found himself wondering what they must’ve thought in the afterlife as the demon desecrated their bodies

- In the pillar meeting, when he was informed of a swordsman who travelled with not one but two demons, he felt disgust as who knows how many humans they could eat. On the way to the meeting, he couldn’t help but notice Shinobu deliberately avoiding him a bit, Giyuu was doing the same but the man never really talked with them much to begin with

- When he saw Senjuro go out of the box with Nezuko, he felt the smile on his face drop and his heart practically sunk to the core of the earth as he saw the unmistakable hair of a Rengoku and the face was so clearly Senjuro’s despite his eyes having a black sclera and his iris and pupil becoming cat like, the pillars had all turned to see if the flame pillar was alright and he could hear Himejima mutter prayers and Mitsuri was on the verge of tears seeing Senjuro alive but as a demon

- He found himself going into denial until Tanjiro, who had been freed as Obanai left to comfort the distressed love pillar, ran and yelled Senjuro’s name and told him to resist his hunger

- “My sister and the other demon with us are different! They would never eat a human!”

- Senjuro was a good kid, he was innocent, kind and a bit on the timid side. He had helped raise him, he knew Senjuro would never want to harrm a fellow human even when threatened. 

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon senjuro au #senjuro rengoku #rengoku senjuro #rengoku senjurou #kyojuro rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku kyoujuro #senjurou rengoku #kyojurou rengoku #tanjiro kamado #tanjirou kamado #kamado tanjiro #kamado tanjirou #ruka rengoku #rengoku ruka #shinjuro rengoku #rengoku shinjuro #kyoujurou rengoku #rengoku kyoujurou

[pillow-anime-talk]

mistletoe. {pt.1}

synopsis: A little joke on Giyuu, making gingerbread cookies with Edward and a date with Ryouta.

# tags: scenarios; christmas!au; current relationships; romance; fluff; sfw

includes: female reader ft. giyuu tomioka {kny} + edward elric {fma} + ryouta kise {knb}

part two {click}

author’s note: for @yvsevie​, my precious smol baby. i love you.

— GIYUU

It was the first Christmas you spent as Pillar, as Giyuu’s girlfriend, and as teacher of your first and also last tsuguko. You didn’t mind spending Christmas like this; frankly, could anyone think of feasting at the moment when bloodthirsty demons and other strange creatures were running around each villages or towns? That’s why you spent your time training in your estate with a young boy who would replace your Ice Pillar position in a few next days, weeks, months or years.

“... We should take a short break, right?” You asked, seeing your successor breathing harder and harder. “I’ll go get something to drink and you can sit on the engawa.” You put your katana into its scabbard and then headed towards your home. However, when you entered the small kitchen, you chuckled at the sight of Giyuu who was sitting at the table, drinking his coffee as if he were at his own home. “Well, hello. Why didn’t you say ‘Hi’ to me earlier?” You asked, taking out two glasses.

“You were training, so I didn’t want to disturb both of you.” He replied calmly, setting the black mug on the wooden table. “Are you two finished yet?”

“We’re taking a break.” You poured cool water and then you stood in front of your dark-haired lover. “You would like to sit with us?”

“Yes, why not.” He smiled gently, then walked with you towards the entrance to the pretty, snowy garden.

When you got outside, however, your frowned as you determined that your heir wasn’t in the garden. Instead of his light blue haori and long blonde hair always pinned up in a ponytail, you noticed a little, white note. So, you picked it up quickly and read the content on the paper:

‘Sorry, sensei! I forgot that I had to help my mom bake a cake for Christmas! So see you tomorrow.

PS. Look up :D’

You frowned, and when you looked up at the wooden roof of your engawa, your cheeks automatically flushed a bit at the sight of a small sprig of mistletoe attached to a wooden beam with a thin string. Giyuu glanced at the same place, and seeing the little plant, he only smiled slightly under his breath.

“Your successor is quite funny, don’t you think?”

“Yes. It is true. He will replace me very well.” You giggled, letting your mouth taste the flavor of coffee and something sweet that you couldn’t identify at first.

Nevertheless, this little joke made you feel the magic of Christmas, despite the lack of a Christmas tree or gifts, and you were incredibly grateful to your beloved student for that.

— EDWARD

“... Edward! Stop throwing flour at me!” You looked imploringly at your fiancé, and he just giggled as he looked away at the huge, metal bowl in which he mixed hot water with powdered sugar to make frosting to decorate your cookies. You sighed softly under your breath, then returned to kneading another dough with your hands. After a while, however, you felt the white dust, commonly known as flour spread around you one more time. “E-Ed! Please!”

“Sorry, sorry!”

“Do it again and I swear you’ll sleep naked outside.” You spoke in a serious tone of voice, even though both of you knew you would never let him freeze to death, much less during the holidays, even more the first holidays that were supposed to be full of guests.

Alphonse and Mei with the smol panda were to appear! Also Roy with Rize and dear major Armstrong. Of course, Winry with her boyfriend, her grandmother and their cute dog were also invited. Gracia with Elicia cannot be forgotten. Mr. and Mrs. Curtis too and even Ling Yao with Lan Fan as well. There were supposed to be many of your loved ones, so you had to make just as many food, cakes and cookies. And Edward didn’t make it easy for you, because instead of helping you, he was throwing flour, sugar, cocoa and edible, colorful sprinkles or glitter at you.

Like for example now; once again you felt something hit your head and it turned out it was a handkerchief, rolled in a small but quite hard ball. So, your hands  slowly backed away, then you wiped them on your red apron and you turned just as slowly towards your boyfriend, smiling at him as if you were telling him you were going to break his neck or crush his long legs. Edward, however, only chuckled and then walked closer to you with the same dumb smile he always had on his lips when he knew he had done something silly but funny.

“Sweetheart, don’t be upset. Christmas isn’t the time to fight! Better look up, my pretty angel.” His broad smirk made you sigh again loudly and loosen your tense arms. Nevertheless, you looked up and the first thing you saw was Edward’s hand holding a small twig of green mistletoe. You glanced at him again, laughing to yourself.

“How old are you to still play this?” You rolled your both eyes and was about to go back to your dark dough, but the blonde man grabbed your waist and pulled your body much closer to his more muscular one. He placed a tender, quite long kiss on your lips, and when the caress was over, Edward rested his forehead against yours.

“I’m old enough to still giving you stupid reasons to keep kissing me.”

— RYOUTA

“It’s... It’s so beautiful here.” You whispered under your breath as you looked around. “W-Woah. I...”

Kise took you for a ride in his car, however, two minutes ago he parked the car on the side of the road and then grabbed your smaller than his hand saying he had a little ‘surprise’ for you. Of course you went with him and it turned out to be a breathtaking view of the city, all lit up with colorful lights and sweet decorations. It was also snowing a bit so everything looked even more magical. You were incredibly surprised, of course most positively.

That’s why you turned to smile at the blonde-haired young man, and he only returned your facial expression, but then coughing delicately so that you would open the shiny eyes you closed a few seconds ago.

“You have a gorgeous smile and I love it the most in the world, but I think...” He started quietly, suddenly taking something green from his coat pocket. After a second it turned out to be mistletoe. You chuckled under your nose and your loved one looked at your flushed face again. “I think I deserve more, princess. All the more so because it’s Christmas day... You know.” He said in an amused, but still gentle and emotional voice, at which you only giggled again, standing on the tips of your toes or rather your shoes, to be able to reach his pretty face, and more precisely to his lips which tasted of coffee and chocolate-nut cake.

The kiss was slow, but very warm, and although your lips were cold due to the temperature outside, this peck gave the two of you a lot of heat on your hearts and cheeks. You even smirked during this wonderful caress, grabbing the boy by his soft, pale skin. The fabric of your wool gloves tickled Kise a little, but he didn’t pay much attention to it; instead, he kissed you once more, but this time on the nose that was red from the cold, and on the forehead, covered in the material of the cap, perfectly matching your gray gloves.

“... Thanks for showing me this, Ryouta. It’s really, really amazing.” You whispered, glancing once again at the colorful and white lights that decorated your whole city, including all the trees, buildings and houses. “I didn’t expect to see something like this in my life.”

“Then get used to it, because next year I’m going to take you to many other equally cool places.” The sincere tone of his smooth voice, and another short kiss on the cheek, made you cuddle closer to the side of his massive body.

In meantime, you still watched the magnificent sights and thought about where you both should go next time.

#— 🍁 #kimetsu no yaiba imagines #kimetsu no yaiba scenrios #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #giyuu tamioka #giyuu tamioka imagines #giyuu tamioka scenarios #giyuu tamioka x reader #fullmetal alchemist imagines #fullmetal alchemist scenarios #fullmetal alchemist x reader #fmab #fmab scenarios #fmab x reader #edward elric #edward elric scenarios #edward elric imagines #edward elric x reader #kuroko no basket imagines #kuroko no basket scenarios #kuroko no basket x reader #kise ryouta #kise ryouta imagines #kise ryouta scenarios #kise ryota x reader

[intheclearblueskies]

Masterlist and Rules

MAIN BLOG: here

I have absolutely no idea how many of you come from my Wattpad account, but if you’ve come straight from that, howdy. This blog is strictly family-friendly (or as close as KNY can get).

For those of you over 18, you can visit the NSFW side of the blog listed below. NO MINORS PLEASE. Respect my rules or get out.

RULES:

-Nothing NSFW. That’s what this blog is for.

-Nothing having to do with menstruation.

-Nothing having to do with depression/suicide.

-Go through the list very carefully before requesting something. If you request something that’s too close to what I’ve already done, I won’t honor it.

-I’m uncomfortable with writing for subjects such as autism or OCD. I’m afraid I can’t honor any requests having to do with neurodivergent conditions/serious mental issues. This includes schizophrenia and socio/psychopathy.

-I will not write for any specific ethnicities unless you’re willing to proofread what I write and give me pointers for what you want to see. Reader will be both gender and ethnicity neutral (except in certain circumstances).

SFW Alphabets:

Tanjiro | Nezuko | Zenitsu | Inosuke | Muichiro | Genya | Aoi | Kanao | Yushiro

Tomioka | Gyomei | Kyojuro | Mitsuri | Obanai | Sanemi | Shinobu | Tengen | Yoriichi

Muzan | Kokushibo | Douma | Akaza | Kaigaku

Scenarios:

-CURRENTLY CURATING LIST FROM WATTPAD-

For NSFW Scenario list, go here

How You Met

You Meet Again

Becoming Friends

Hanging Out With Them

Making You Blush | Making Them Blush

You Get Injured in Battle | They Get Injured in Battle

They Realize They Like You

Sleeping At Their Home

You Compliment Them | They Compliment You

Something They Like About You

They Get a Gift | You Get a Gift

You Cry in Front of Them | They Cry in Front of You

They Get Jealous | You Get Jealous

They Get Hurt | You Get Hurt

You Make Them Laugh | They Make You Laugh

Accidentally Making You Cry | Accidentally Making Them Cry

The First Kiss

A Failed Date

Spring Activities | Summer Activities | Fall Activities | Winter Activities

Accidentally Hurting You | Accidentally Hurting Them

You Get Kidnapped

They Get Sick | You Get Sick

They Get Embarrassed | You Get Embarrassed

Their Greatest Fear

They Cheat on You | You Cheat on Them

Someone Hits You

If You Were Blind

If You Were Deaf

Someone Flirts With You

Meeting Your Parents

Pranking Them

Kabedon

Kimetsu Academy AU

You Disappear for a Week

Hiding Injuries From Them

Dressing Like Them

You Draw Them

Your Demon S/O (AU) | Your Human S/O (AU)

Going on Vacation Together

If You Ignored Them for a Week

Your First Argument

After the Argument

If You Quit Slaying

If You Smoked

When You’re Upset

If You Were From the Real World

New Year’s

You Break Up

They Get Clingy | You Get Clingy

If You Slacked Off

If They Proposed | If You Proposed

Your Wedding

What Kind of Parent They Are

Baby’s First Steps

Favorite Activity With Baby

Baby’s Favorite Babysitter

An LGBTQ+ Child

You Have a Huge Sweet Tooth

Clumsy Reader

#masterlist #request rules

[retrovero]

welcome + rules 彡

“ — life mirrors opera, just as opera reflects life.

WELCOME !! my name is vero, and this is my gaming, editing, and writing blog! with currently being into so many games, hobbies, and anime series, I can’t just keep this blog dedicated to one thing. with that said, this acc will be meant to exert my love for multiple things. in the process, I hope to gain friends who share similar interests and are willing to partake on this journey with me!

if you’d life to know more about me, feel free to check out my about me carrd that is linked on the side menu bar of my blog. anyway, without further ado, let’s get on to the rules in regards to making writing requests! I did make a carrd that has all the rules that I will be mentioning now. it’s really meant for just aesthetic purposes/to familiarize myself with the program, but it is also to make things convenient for you! feel free to click on the retrovero’s rules tab that is also a part of the side bar menu. it beats having to scroll all the way down to the rules on my blog lol. 

☆ i.   — first and foremost, I will be accepting both genshin impact and demon slayer requests! considering that this is a multifandom blog, I want to be able to write for more than one fandom. however, for the time being, I will be sticking with just genshin and kny. later on in the future I will be opening up to other fandoms such as twisted wonderland and ensemble stars. 

☆ ii.   — please keep in mind that this is my first time writing for genshin impact and demon slayer. I ask that you please be patient with me and wait for your request to be fulfilled. I apologize in advance if my writing seems a little ooc, but I can assure you that with time I will slowly improve!

☆ iii.   — I only write self-inserts! please do not ask for anything involving particular ships and or an oc.

☆ iv.   — please be aware that nsfw is not allowed until i say otherwise. very light insinuations are acceptable. keep in mind that this rule will NOT be kept up for a very long time. I just need to gradually build the confidence to openly write intense content. I once again ask that you please be patient with me!

☆ v.   — I will not write anything in regards to incest & pedophilia, so do not ask. also, please do not request anything involving suicide & self-harming!! I do not want anyone to feel unsafe or triggered in my little cozy blog. the same applies for sexual assault/abuse, necrophilia, bestiality, any involvement of body fluids, and underaged topics. all of these are not allowed.

☆ vi.   — please submit your requests in the request (ask me) box. any submissions sent through other methods will not be accepted.

☆ vii.   — I am eternally grateful to any and all requests that are sent to me, but please keep in mind that I will not fulfill each and every one. too many requests can become overwhelming and will eventually lead me to feel unmotivated to write.

☆ viii.   — anything sent to me after the request box is closed will not be accepted, i'm sorry.

☆ ix.   — reacts & headcanons will be limited to two-four characters per request. one-shots are limited to one character.

☆ x.   — when writing your request, please make sure to include the gender of the reader (female, male, gender-neutral). if not, i will automatically make them gender-neutral.

☆ xi.   — au's are most certainly welcomed! i will also accept fluff, angst, and yandere!

☆ P.S.   — in regards to my knowledge about demon slayer, I have only watched up to the most recent episode and have not read the manga. having said that, I am not familiar with ALL the characters from kny. in the meantime, please request characters that have only made an appearance in the anime thus far. as for genshin impact, I know every character in the game, so feel free request anyone! if I ever can’t write for a character I will let you know.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x you #genshin impact x reader #demon slayer #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x you #kny #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x you #x reader #kaeya #zhongli #diluc #kazuha #raiden shogun #zenitsu agatsuma #tanjiro kamado #rengoku #giyuu #nezuko

[kny-choatic-headcanons]

kny lab au

since Rui is constantly in and out of a tube the lower moons a lot of the time sit around it and wait for him as they count Rui as family and really care about him(a lot of the time he's took when they are playing)

Since kamanue is accident prone he's under surveillance by kokushibou so he doesn't get hurt too bad(he gets minor injuries like hitting head, small bruises, etc)

Kaigaku is a mean child but is still treated kindly to by others which confuses him half of the time but he's learning to be nicer

(If you guys are wondering yes the hashiras and them exist here I'm still thinking about them)

Hantengus DID has caused some problems as his alters aren't the best thing to muzan sometimes they piss him off

Gyokko has a thing for drawing and does it a lot which inspired others to start drawing(Gyokko started Drawing cause kokushibou showed him stuff about art)

Akaza is the oldest out of the moons

Rui is the youngest

They all do make it to teen ages and do keep maturing it's just some mature slower then others

Demons exist in this world but are more well hidden and many keep low profiles as to muzans commands

The moons were his first attempt at making living life and he plans on making more to see how far he can go without making flaw

(Won't lie I'm having in mind the thought of nezuko being made by muzan and she escapes from him and finds tanjiro and she just becomes a part of his family idk yet)

Muzan has experimented on himself before to see how well things would work and has caused himself great deals of pain and stress

muzan spends most of his time working on fixing ruis weak body and keeps him away from any potentially deadly things

Even telling the moons to keep him away from harmful things

The lower moons are mostly still kids and like being carried around Rui has to be at times because his legs stop moving(Kokushibou muzan or any moons can carry him even the lower)

Douma and gyokko both like to do makeup so they either do it to each other, in the mirror, or to the others

Muzan tells them to act as if they were a family but they all know they are in no way related to each other but they still act like a family

Right now ages are:

Akaza- 19

Nakime- 18

Douma- 18

Gyokko- 16

Hantengu- 16

Daki and gyutaro- 15

Kaigaku- 15

Kyogai- 14

Hairou- 14

Rokuro- 13

Enmu- 11

Mukago- 10

Wakuraba- 8

Kamanue-8

Rui- 6

(These aren't official yet cause I'm still thinking on this au)

#demon slayer #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #muzan #muzan kibutsuji #uppermoons #lowermoons #hairou #kyogai #kamanue #wakuraba #mukago #rui #enmu #rokuro #akaza #douma #daki #gyutaro #hantengu #gyokko #nakime #kaigaku #kokushibou

[writing-shroom]

This is my little mushroom kingdom, hope you'll stay while! Am just a pan minding my own business

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Fandoms I'm in! [Which i write for has a circle next to them!]

☞ Kimetsu no yaiba/Demon Slayer

☞ The arcana

☞ Genshin Impact ◦

☞ The Owl House

☞ Sally Face

☞ Creepypasta

☞ Dangerous Fellows

[I don't write for every character, so please i really don't mind to receive asks asking about what characters i write for specifically. So go ahead and make sure in advance i really don't mind at all!]

I DO NOT WRITE:

Incest

Non-con or rape

Pedophilia

Cheating

I DO WRITE:

Fluff (most of my stuff will be fluff) or really any genres

Headcannons, scenarios, imagines, any thing under the sun basically

Almost anything that’s not in the “I do not write” section

If you're to lazy to go through the master list, or if it's not working! I tag each of my fics with the tag: "shroom (insert fandom) fic" so their easier to find. For example: "shroom kny fic"

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[dumbdemonslayertexts]

random excerpts from black girl time travel kny au

Pairing: rengoku / oc

note: lots of angst mostly. forgive me for this not being y/n format i have to work up the chops to be graceful enough to write that

tagging @dudeandduchess and @adoriable and @tengens-bunny bc they sparked the greatest muse i’ve ever had to write fictions since i was like 14 literally wtf you are my queens???!?!

even with her mind working double overtime to secure her discomfort, the serenity if the rengoku estate could not be diminished. imene tried her hardest to remember any time prior to her time shift where she saw the moon so brilliantly illuminating the earth below it. each blade of grass, every stone in the garden reflected its glow; the whole of her surroundings were accented with such a pure silvery lining, giving a beauty distinctive to the night alone. it was tranquil enough for her to eventually draw a cleansing breath through her lungs, which finally released some of the staleness of doubt and second guessing that had filled her self image lately.

“you are awake still, imene-chan?”

that voice struck her in her chest, shooting sparks of heat and flutters in her stomach. and the fact that she was hearing it meant he was home. safe. and home.

“imene,” she softly insisted, making him smile as though he were being teased.

“imene.” his voice was warmer when he said her name, she would swear to it. and it stirred in her heart almost painfully with the need to hold him forever.

“i couldn’t sleep,” she shrugged off her dilemma, far more preoccupied in the happiness of seeing him, falling into those gorgeously untamed eyes and sweet smile again… “i’m happy to see you!”

“kyojuro.”

when the depth of his rich tone interjected his name, it caught her by surprise. and, true to form, he hadn’t needed her to say a word before reading her thoughts and emotions with complete accuracy.

“wh–?”

he lessened the distance between them, tucking his chin to sustain her eye contact where she sat, “imene… would you say it for me?”

the shadow of pessimism in her brain was shouting. he was easing the lines of formality as a kindness—-it was his vibrant character and nothing more. why was she so dense as to not even understand that? why did a simple name make her world feel brighter, and have her smiling to him, lovestruck?

“kyojuro.”

he smiled. with utter bliss, he smiled at her, exhaling like she’d lifted a weight from him. “ah… i prefer that, i think… don’t you?" 

just like that, the playfulness was back in his voice and eyes. though, another element felt as though it had been added unto it. one she was far too daunted to even hope to name. so she changed the subject. 

"how’re you feeling..?” she asked, lifting herself to stand, “you’re not hurt anywhere, are you? did you get any sleep or did you come right–”

she’d closed the remaining space between them as she fretted over him. ginger, worrying hands grazed butterfly touches up his chest, and the moment she’d made the mistake of tenderly cupping his face, his grin vanished… along with the delusion of pleasant standing she had dared hoped for with anyone there. it took so very little, but reality struck her like frozen lead. 

the subtlest way she could, imene lowered her touch away from him, even as she felt stony ice fill her stomach at his reaction. she could feel how he’d stiffened just before she took her hands away. so then, at that very second with how clear things had become, finality settled into her. still, she wished he would have just lunged his blade through her gut instead; the pain would have been so much less. 

“i–” kyojuro tried his best to play off the disgust, to turn the awkwardness in any other emotional direction. the poor thing even had the courtesy to look remorseful—-very convincingly, at that. god, how noble could one man be to still be kind and gentlemanly even now, trying to play off repulsion as he so obviously was? “no, i am not injured, i am feeling well! but i wished to return home as quickly as i could once i’d fulfilled my assignment. so, yes, i made the decision to return directly. i hope you haven’t been up out of worry for me.”

he was even back to beaming a smile by then, close-eyed and cheerful. she could only give half the heart in her attempt to smile back, barely nodding to acknowledge his answer. the bolt of dejection was still scalding in her chest, trying its best to well tears into her eyes.

“what is it?”

he asked after she’d broken eye contact with him for a time. imene had needed the privacy to blink down the urge to cry. 

“i’m …ready to go back to oyakata-sama’s estate. but i was kind of worried of how much trouble it would be to ask if he would take me in a second time… i didn’t know if it would be rude to him,” she tried to sound as casual as she possibly could, asking softly, like it were nothing more than a passing thought over an inevitable eventuality instead of a conscious decision of hers. but from the look on kyojuro’s face, she may as well has torn a hole through him.

“has something happened?”

he was so concerned. kyojuro sounded so hurt and concerned that the prickling of tears threatened her lashes again. even with his aversion to her, she could not stand to see someone so sweet and kind be hurt. “no…”

“please, imene, if you were upset by anything that happened while i was away–”

“i wasn’t, kyojuro,” she insisted, pleading.

“are you unhappy?” he asked. and it broke her heart to hear just how willing he was to remedy whatever issue she may have experienced just by the tone of his voice, especially after just returning from a mission, “you don’t have to hesitate to tell me if I have failed to host you well.”

“you haven’t failed anything. i’m not unhappy. but I can–” dread made the words catch in her throat, but it was too late for her to retract anything now, “feel that I’m making everyone uncomfortable." 

she waited for him to say something, but the flame hashira only looked at her in pained confusion, stunned and churning his brain to unravel her meaning.

"your father does not want me in your home, kyojuro. i’m a stranger to him—-in fact, I’m pretty sure he can sense that i don’t belong here,” she explained. he was faintly shaking his head, but even with the urge to protest, kyojuro could not deny that truth. “and senjuro–”

“he adores you,” kyojuro desperately interjected. her lips parted to negate it, but he continued before she could. and suddenly, there was a visible glimmering in his sunborn eyes, “he’s told me. many times, everyday we spend together. you…” his face softened from the accosted state she’d frozen it into earlier, and he paused his hurried explanations, “ease him. from our father. even though it is nowhere in your responsibility, you comfort him.”

“him liking me is just going to strain things between the two of them even more,” she shook her head, trying physically to mash the stress out of her temples, “that can’t be worth it, i don’t know how long I’ll even be in this time!”

“you would be surprised at its worth, imene." 

her conscience screamed at her to look at him, and she refused for as long as she could… just for knowing how gutting it would be to do. decency prevailed over her to finally grant him enough to at least meet his eyes, though. and the way his soul cried out to her through them left her destroyed. 

"i’m so sorry to have made you uncomfortable in my home. you needn’t worry about speaking with oyakata-sama, that is my responsibility, i will take care of it.”

he was resigned and sullen. It was almost impossible to tell with how genuinely he retained a positive outlook despite anything, but imene could see the sadness shining in his fiery stare, even with how radiant his grin was. she could also note how the sure grip of his sword had lessened to self-soothing strokes with his thumb at its hilt. “In the morning, I’ll make the arrangements for you. …I hope you believe me, imene, about senjuro. It’s been some time since he’s had …a loving woman around him. he isn’t likely to remember our mother well. what you’ve given with your presence is precious to him. priceless, I would say.”

he gave her an elegiac curve of his lips, and the water blurring her sight conquered her at last, dripping tears so heavy they fell straight to the ground, without a trace left on her cheeks.

“as for our father… he has been this way for a while. it is him. or, it’s what he has become, not a result of your being here. his callousness falls onto senjuro and myself normally, but I suppose you provided a new outlet for it …” he sighed, “it doesn’t excuse my negligence, but i will speak to him, you have my word.”

when she swept her eyes free of more accumulating tears, she felt kyojuro’s palms encircling her arms. it was a touch she had been desiring from the moment these feelings for him had begun to surface, yet when she felt it, she recoiled as if she were burned.

“imene,” he begged quietly. she still tried to keep her tone even.

“but you, kyojuro.”

confusion seeped into the misery soaking his expression, and his brow curled again to search for some hidden meaning in her words. his hands were away from her, though, the instant she showed discomfort.

“you’re the most uncomfortable around me of the three of you. you’re disgusted when i come close to touching you, you can’t even stand to be near me, in the same room, you’re always double checking to see if i’m up to something down every hall and in every room, and around your brother—-i can’t stay here and make you feel like that in your own home! especially when you’re out saving people and risking your life constantly! why would you even want me here if i make you so ill at ease—why would you want to come home to that kind of feeling after all you do!”

she hated how much heat she could feel under her skin–behind her eyes, in her cheeks and nose, at her ears. even more, she hated the pinched and congested whine her emotive state rendered her voice to, like some indignant child. it was humiliating to say aloud to him—-to verbalize just how awfully her self-regard had been eaten away, and to at last face it herself. now her cheeks and chin lay adorned with sheening wet streaks. she couldn’t hide any of it any longer. stillness followed after. not a word spoken, only the amplification of her breaths rattling and struggling to calm against rengoku’s measured silence. 

when she could bear to raise her head again, imene could see him in what looked to be a deep epiphany. a terrible one. like his actions had only know processed into awareness for him, and had left him reflecting in horror. 

“imene.”

he lifted his eyes enough for her to come into view, and his own lashes were starry now, blacker with the moisture accumulating at their base, in spite of the soft grin he wore, “i’m afraid i have to correct you. you said i haven’t failed in caring for you well. but i have done exactly that.

"would you come and sit with me,” he propositioned when she said no more. he’d expected nothing less when she could only look away from him with clenched, leaking eyes, so clearly pained that it ripped his heart to shreds. kyojuro was patient to await her answer, and held out his arm for her when she surprisingly accepted. imene had assumed that they would both share the space on the engawa she’d taken before his return. instead, he lead them to a more secluded area of the estate’s garden, on a stone bench that provided ample view of the night time, and allowed an unstifled breeze to cool them both that she greatly appreciated. 

“i must apologize.”

“you did already.”

kyojuro glanced over his shoulder, hearing her delicate assurance. it surged through him, littering his skin in goosebumps. 

out of consideration of how small their shared seat would be, he had crowded himself at the corner by her side. it allowed them both room for their legs, considering how widely his sat apart, but he could admit there there was a high element of shame that made it more difficult to face her. “yes, and it is not at all adequate for how i’ve hurt you.”

every time he spoke, sounding like he cared, she could do nothing but weep more. somehow, in spite of everything, his sympathy hurt more than anything else. and made her feel horrible for not being acceptable. “you can’t help how you feel, rengoku-s–”

“kyojuro." 

his eyes met hers with stone solid conviction that she couldn’t understand. for someone who disliked her so palpably, he was intent on establishing friendly casualness between them that gave her a migraine trying to comprehend. his next words went far enough to bring a knot to her brow. "you’re right, i can’t. but to have acted on those feelings so poorly is shameful." 

"acted on them poorly?”

“you were manifested in oyakata-sama’s estate. a refugee he deemed to have been brought here for divine reason. he is our leader in this fight we have undertaken against evil. he is the head of our organization, to be honored and respected.”

“it seemed that way,” her faint voice commented.

“yes. for that reason, and more i can’t explain now. understand, if my master says to me that you are precious, to be cared for, i wouldn’t ever dishonor that, nor you.”

now he’d given her her own shocking epiphany. it was slow to unravel itself with how meticulously he explained, frustratingly peeling away with the more he revealed to her in this less than receptive state that her mortification left her in.

“i wished to fulfill the role of your caretaker as best as i could. but as a hashira, i am frequently called away for extensive periods,” he gradually began to turn himself round, now diagonally beside her rather than perpendicular, “you are out of my direct sight for so long that i force you to tolerate my overcompensating once i return. i want you adjusted well, to not be overwhelmed or confused, or grieved with being alone. i wished to watch over you closely in case you were to need me.”

“oh…”

“and your nearness…” he began again, “imene, you were brought here under my protection. not only for me to oversee your healing wounds, but for your safe keeping all together. you are my charge. but i took this upon myself before knowing you—-i was not prepared for you to be so gentle and loving, and to possess warmth that i have not felt in so many years. you emanate affection–your spirit could even bring out playfulness in tokito-san. and your strength is one i have only seen in one other in my life." 

she wanted to cry again, now. and was well on her way, hearing this perfect man speak of her so glowingly. out of nowhere. 

"your peculiar beauty was something i was prepared to disregard. i am from a family of uncommon features; i willed myself to overlook the uniqueness of your eyes as many do mine, and to not be stricken with the comeliness of your hair, or with the beauty of your delicate complexion—-one i have never seen, and that i now will never forget. i convinced myself of it only being the allure of one sent from the heavens. i was mistaken, and then overcome." 

"you—-” her voice broke, weighted with the sobs fighting to bubble out of her chest, “i don’t understand…”

“you are the most beautiful woman i have ever set eyes on, imene. my dreams could not even create anyone nearly as bewitching. and i swore to ignore it, until you showed yourself equally as beautiful in your soul.”

▷▷ part 2

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny imagines #kny rengoku #kny kyojuro #rengoku kyoujurou #rengoku ky��jurō #kyojuro rengoku #demon slayer #demon slayer rengoku #demon slayer kyojuro #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba

[what-the-fic-khr]

had this thought and needed to write it down absolutely so here’s my contribution to khr x kny. the intention here is it’s like, maybe before the current kny cast, and the Arcobaleno are essentially Hashira. yeah

character/s: sasagawa kyoko, sasagawa ryohei, colonello, mentioned parents word count: 1,204 warnings: demons, violence, blood, death (oops), weapons?? yeah prompt: her brother was kind, and would rather die than hurt anyone. especially her (kny au)

“Onii-chan, I made dinner!”

Kyoko carefully set some food down onto the table in front of her, humming to herself. Her gaze flit up to the door to the kitchen, a little curious, waiting for her brother to come barging in and to start eating.

He didn’t.

Her absentminded smile fell, and her brows furrowed in confusion. It was awfully quiet, and that left her feeling uneasy. With her brother, there was never a moment without noise.

She shuffled out of the kitchen and looked around the house. “Onii-chan, are you here? I made food!” Still, no response.

She ventured out further, and only stopped because she heard the crunching of feet against gravel. He must’ve been outside.

Kyoko made her way to the front door, huffing a little to herself. “Onii-chan, what are you doing outside at this hour? I made... food.”

She’d pulled the door open, and her voice trailed off into a mumble, eyes darting around wildly at all the blood on the ground.

“Ah.... Ah, Onii-chan, what happened?!” She rushed forward, uncaring of the stones and dirt the dug into her feet. She dropped to her knees, hands trembling as they hovered over her brother.

“H-Hey, Onii-chan...! You’re awake, aren’t you?! Are you alright?!”

Her hand grabbed at his shoulder, and he jerked back sharply, away from her and their parents, and she felt her blood freeze.

The blood that drenched Ryohei was not his, but their parents.

That wasn’t... right. He loved them. He loved them—

“Onii-chan...?”

Her hands flew to her chest when his lips pulled back and revealed sharp, bloody teeth. Slitted eyes scanned her over, erratic, before holding her own gaze.

Kyoko opened her mouth, prepared to speak, but watching him lift himself up onto his feet, ready to launch at her, she snapped it shut. She herself got to her feet, body trembling.

She could feel the primal part deep, deep inside her call out to her, and her fight or flight sung back, stronger and stronger the longer she stared at her brother.

The second his feet shifted, she jumped up and turned, aiming to make a break for it, but her back hit the ground and her head followed. Her vision blacked for a second at the blunt hit to her skull, a searing pain tearing through her.

“A–Ah...!” Kyoko threw her arms up, at least glad for her surprising speed as teeth dug into her flesh instead of her face or throat. Her relief didn’t last long.

A sharp, pained cry bubbled up in her throat, feeling his jaw tighten its hold on her arm. With her free one, with a sudden surge of adrenaline and fear, she started swinging at his head.

“It hurts— Onii-chan, it h-hurts...!”

It seemed to do enough that he didn’t keep biting down, so she reached back to her hair, messy and caked in blood, and pulled out the pin that held it up. A gift from her brother.

“Get off—!” She swung, the pin driving into his temple, and while it was enough to startle him, he barely seemed to react.

Still, she pushed onwards, flipping them over and using her arm in his mouth to hold his head down. It hurt so bad, and she could hear her heartbeat in her ears, feel it in her throat.

She had to really try to pull the pin out of his skull, face scrunched up as Ryohei simply stared back up at her. She lifted her arm, ready to swing again.

“P...” She jerked at the noise he made, leaning lower to try and listen to what he was trying to say. His mouth opened, and a shaky hand reached up to pull her arm from his teeth. God, it hurt.

“K... Kill me...”

He didn’t want to hurt her any further, much less anyone else, and just this was so hard to get out.

“H-Huh?! I can’t—“

“Please!”

She held the pin with both hands, screwing her eyes shut as she swung down. She didn’t know where she hit, but she didn’t dare open her eyes to find out, only pulling back to swing again.

“I–I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”

She didn’t know how long she’d been doing this, constantly digging her hairpin into Ryohei’s face, sobbing and apologising. She didn’t know how long she’d been going at it when a pair of footsteps reached her.

“Ah, shit.”

She felt an arm wrap around her waist, and she couldn’t even try and fight against it, instead slumping into the hold out of pure exhaustion and pain.

She struggled to open her eyes when she heard rattling, and then a blade was brandished and held to Ryohei’s throat while his face slowly regenerated.

“Close your eyes, hey.”

She obeyed, turning her head to hide her face into the side of her saviour, gripping at their uniform and haori as tight as she could.

Soon enough she was gently placed down on the ground, but her injured arm was lifted up very carefully.

“This needs tending to, or it’ll get infected.”

She couldn’t bring herself to respond, but her head was tapped, so she forced it up to meet eyes of azure.

“Hey.”

“Hi...”

Her arm was lowered down onto her lap, and a haori was then rested over her shoulders.

“I’m Colonello, and I’m a demon slayer. What you were fighting, that was a–“

“My brother...”

Colonello felt his chest tighten, watching her tug his haori around her, closer to her. So, the two bodies he’d run past were their parents.

“Right. Your brother had been turned into a demon. My job is to slay them.” She nodded along slowly. “I need to take you to get treated.”

“But my...” Kyoko turned her head in the direction of her parents, but his rather large stature blocked her view.

Colonello ran his hand through his blond locks, a little apprehensive. Not treating her arm as soon as possible was asking for the worst, but...

“I’ll bury ‘em, hey. You stay right there, and I’ll go bury them for you. Okay?”

She nodded once, but held out her hairpin. “Onii-chan... doesn’t have a...” Her hands started trembling, so he wrapped his larger ones around hers to steady it.

“Got it. I’ll bury this for him, too.”

It was a quick job. Colonello couldn’t remember the number of bodies he’d buried in the past, but it was a task he had gotten well acquainted with. Moving the bodies so Kyoko couldn’t see them was also something he had done with many other family members before, too.

He couldn’t hold his noise of disappointment and surprise, however, when he felt Kyoko trudge up to his side and lean against his arm so she could stare down at the graves, her good arm holding his haori around her shoulders weakly.

He let her stand, and pray, before turning and getting to his knees.

“Come on. I’ll take you somewhere to be treated. Somewhere safe.”

“Okay...”

She fell onto his back with little resistance, and he stood with ease, glancing back to make sure she was alright.

“What’s your name, hey?”

“Sasagawa... Kyoko.”

“Alright. I’ll get you somewhere safe, Kyoko.”

#katekyo hitman reborn #khr #mine #sasagawa ryohei #sasagawa kyoko #33 #95 #56 #colonello #khr imagines #katekyo hitman reborn imagines #kny au #demon slayer au #i think that’s all the important bits!! #I’m quite proud of this one actually lol

[jackrrabbit]

excerpts/tasting menu of upcoming works

You’re in luck anon because this past week my dumbass brain decided to start like 5 different fics and not finish any of them, so I have plenty of things to preview (specific CWs included with each individual section)

As always, encouragement goes a long way for my motivation, so if you see something you’re interested in, give it a shoutout!

Also, all of these are super rough ;///; please have mercy on my pitiable first-draft skills

[BNHA] Spoiled Rotten /// Overhaul x f!Reader

Summary: You’re daddy’s spoiled little princess, but unfortunately daddy’s got debts to the yakuza and Overhaul’s going to make you work them off the hard way.

Warnings: restraints, kidnapping, harassment, drugging

“Do you know why you’re here?”

Against your will, your eyes flip up to the speaker. He’s the only one sitting, and somehow that gives him a position of power among the others. The leader?

Golden eyes rest steadily on yours, and you realize he’s waiting for your answer, so you slowly move your head from side to side.

“Didn’t know about daddy’s bad habits, huh?” This time the person speaking is behind you—the one who untied your blindfold, a thin man with lank, greasy blond hair. He’s the one who drugged me, you remember in a surge of panic, and you try to shift away from him only for him to step on the chain that connects your cuffs, jerking you back and pinning you in place.

“Careful, Setsuno. I told you not to leave marks. Let her talk.”

“Got it, boss.” The blond—Setsuno—fumbles at the back of your head and then he’s pulling the gag out of your mouth.

You open and close your mouth a few times to stretch out the stiff muscles. “Oh my gosh, was that polyester you just took out of my mouth? Do you have any idea how bad synthetics are for sensitive skin? I’m totally going to break out.”

A hush falls over the little room. You could hear a pin drop.

“…Are you complaining about the quality of the fabric we gagged you with?” the leader asks after a beat.

“You may be gangsters, but you don’t have to act like savages,” you reply primly, aligning your knees together and sending a proud look off to the side.

“Ohh…little princess deserves better, does she?” Setsuno coos. He edges closer to rub his cheek against yours and laughs when you flinch back from him. “Boss, you shoulda seen her bedroom. All pink and frilly, looked like royalty lived there. Bet they treat you like a real princess at home, huh? No wonder your daddy’s in debt.”

[BNHA] Sweet Tooth /// Bakugou x f!Reader

Summary: Pro hero AU—Your boss Ground Zero is an insufferable prick, but you just can’t get enough of the way he smells.

Warnings: none? arguing?

“Do you hear me? I don’t want you here. I don’t want you as my assistant. You can call yourself my ‘administrative support’ but you and I both know you’re a glorified janitor here to clean up my messes and I. Don’t. Want. You.” There’s a muffled bang and then the air is permeated with the acrid stench of burning. You don’t even have to look down to know that the papers (the report you spent three days of unpaid overtime trying to finish in the hopes that maybe this would convince him that you’re on his side) are going up in smoke.

And okay, you slip a little bit. Who can blame you?

“Well guess what, Katsuki? I don’t want you either.” You step as much closer to him as you can manage without literally touching him and jab your index finger into his chest—see how he likes it when you get up in his personal space. “I got placed here. I didn’t choose this. I don’t want to work for a temperamental brat who doesn’t know how to be appreciative of his staff, so the feeling’s mutual. So how about you shut up and let me do my job before the Commission decides you’re too much of a liability to let you run wild any longer?”

Bakugou sneers. He’s clearly not intimidated in the least, and dear god do you want to wipe that smug look off his face. “If you’re the best tactic the Commission’s got, they know they can’t touch me. I’m the number two hero—“

“—and you’re the number one expense when it comes to damage control and repairs. Seriously, do you think Deku goes around blowing up government buildings every other week? I’d kill to be at his agency instead of yours.”

“It was one stupid post office, and no one was hurt—“ Bakugou stops in the middle of his rebuttal and scarlet eyes narrow at you. “Wait. Deku? You’re saying you’d rather work for shitty Deku?”

He says it like the alias is an insult, and you frown. As a long-time admirer of Deku’s, you feel the instant impulse to come to his defense. “Of course I’d rather work for the top pro hero. Maybe if you weren’t so hot-headed you’d win a popularity contest once in a while.”

Uh-oh. Looks like you struck a nerve.

Bakugou leans into you and now you’re the one who has to shuffle back to keep your distance. He looks—well, murderous is a little too terrifying, so you’re going to go with pissed. Light shimmers out in harmless sparkles over his palms (it would be pretty if it wasn’t so foreboding) and the accompanying crackles make you shiver, but you hold the determined look on your face. He’s so close you can smell the fresh sharpness and witch hazel in his aftershave and under that—

—huh. It’s weird, but there’s a really sweet, really rich scent. Like…what is it? It’s wrong, out of place. Your brain is convinced that it’s not supposed to be there, so you can’t identify it. Without thinking, you inhale roughly, trying to get a better sense of the mouth-watering smell.

[BNHA] Runaways /// Dabi x f!Reader

Summary: Yandere—You were like an older sister to Dabi back when the two of you were teen runaways together; now that he’s found you as an adult, he’s never letting you leave again.

Warnings: unsafe piercing practices, don’t do this at home kids

When you turn your head like that, Dabi can see the tiny dots running up the side of your ear where your old piercings have scarred over from lack of use. Do you remember when he gave them to you? You did his first, running a needle through the lonely flame of your lighter (he offered to use his quirk, but it was still hard for him to control then so you declined) and then threading the metal through his ear. You promised it would only hurt for a second, and you were right, so he let you do the others.

Then, you’d offered to let him give you one. Just one on each ear—you already had an impressive collection of piercings, but you wanted to let him return the favor, so he did it. You were older than him and more experienced and had lived on the streets for longer, so when he held the needle in his hand and you told him you trusted him, it was the first time he’d ever thought of you as fragile, something delicate, something that he was capable of harming.

He’d chosen twin helix piercings for you, cresting the shell of each ear, silver band rings to match his. When they were done you’d pulled him to a mirror and asked him what he thought. It’d been a while after the worst burns on his face, the ones under his eyes and wrapping around his chin and down his neck, and he was still getting used to the knowledge that the wrinkled purple-red scars were never going to heal. “I look like…” he’d started.

A monster. A freak. A victim.

“A badass,” you’d said. “You look fucking cool. Any asshole who wants to pick a fight with you will take one look and know you’ve been through worse shit than whatever they can dish out, and that’s something to be proud of.”

Now that Dabi thinks about it, he probably wanted you even then.

[KNY] Moonrise /// Kokushibou x f!Reader

Summary: A shrine maiden is spirited away by a demon posing as a land god.

Warnings: references to Shinto religion

“Look up there, up in the mountains behind our shrine,” your grandmother told you. “Do you see the place where the earth rises into the clouds? Our kami lives there, in the boundary between the physical world and the celestial one, higher than any human can reach.”

You stopped crying just long enough to follow the direction of her gaze, staring into the hazy mist in the mountains beyond your village. “Kokushibou lives in the woods?” The idea of your supposedly beloved deity living off the land like a wild animal was unsettling to you.

The anxiety was obvious in your voice, but your grandmother just laughed and patted your hair. “In the woods, yes, but the legends tell us he lives in a mansion fit for an emperor. His house is so fine that our little temple could fit inside it a dozen times.”

“Does he live there all by himself? Isn’t he lonely?”

“Kokushibou may be alone, but he spends his days watching our village. He has three pairs of eyes so that he may look upon the human world, the heavens, and his own affairs without changing his gaze.” Your grandmother pointed to one of the stone carvings that had scared you earlier (the one you thought was so demonic with so many eyes in its face) and her wrinkled lips curled up in a smile that made her look like a girl again. “Can I tell you a secret?”

You nodded yes, too enthralled in the tale to remember that you’d been upset.

“Once when my aunt—your great grandmother’s sister—was young, Kokushibou came down from his mountain to watch her perform her kagura dance. When she first met his eyes she was afraid, but her fear only lasted a moment, for although he was fierce in temperament his face was as beautiful as the full moon.”

Your mouth dropped open. “Did she say anything to him?”

“No, he disappeared before she could speak to him. But she told me she always regretted not being able to thank him for what he does for our village.”

“But what does he do? For our village?”

Your grandmother’s rough hands closed over your small ones, pulling them to her mouth so she could place a tender kiss upon them. “Kokushibou protects us. In other towns like ours there are criminals, raids…even attacks from demons and other creatures of darkness. Our village is peaceful because the evil fears retribution from kami.”

“So he takes care of us?”

“Yes, all of us.”

“Even me?”

“Even you, little one.”

[Haikyuu] Fanatic pt. 3 /// Oikawa x f!Reader

Summary: Oikawa takes advantage of a devoted fan for some stress relief after a bad match (…and then other stuff happens, see [part 1] and [part 2])

Warnings: implied smut?, 18+, implied dubcon??, degradation

“Wait!” you gasp out again, craning your neck to meet his gaze as best you can from over your shoulder (still without the nerve to pick your hands up off the glass or move your ass away from him). “Wait, we can’t—we shouldn’t, it’s wrong—“

We can’t. It’s wrong. Oikawa rolls your words around in his head and almost wants to laugh again—and he would, if he weren’t so focused on the fact that in a few seconds, he’s going to get what he’s ben wanting for months. You’re perfect, still his dutiful little cheerleader, still so deeply in denial that you can’t even say that he can’t, he shouldn’t, he’s wrong. None of this is your responsibility, but you’re acting like it’s a decision you’re making together. Because you want it too, he knows, he’s sure of it. Just like all his other vapid fans, you’re the same except you’re lucky, because he’s about to give it to you.

“Yeah, it’s wrong.” His voice is low and so close to your ear that you can feel the steam of his breath splay out over the skin of your cheek. “It’s wrong…you’re so sick, wanting it like this. So dirty, my sick little slut, let me make it better. I’ll make it all better, hm? Just stay put and—take it.”

A/N: I also wrote a bunch of iwcb pt. 3 but I really hate what I wrote so I might have to rewrite it, pray for me :(

#overhaul x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #dabi x reader #Oikawa Tooru x reader #chisaki kai x reader #kokushibou x reader #overhaul #bakugou katsuki #dabi #oikawa tooru #kokushibou #chisaki kai #bnha x reader #haikyuu x reader #kny x reader #bnha #haikyuu #kny #runaways #moonrise #fanatic #spoiled rotten #sweet tooth #tw dubcon

[alitaimagines]

“hey I heard you were a wild one. if I took you home it’d be a home run. show me how you do. I wanna shut the club with you, hey I heard you like the wild ones. ” 

INOSUKE HASIBIRA - DEMON SLAYER

note: so I’m halfway through the season but I’m like dying to write KnY fanfic. in order to get myself through this dilemma, I’ve turned it into an AU. I’m barely dipping my toes into this fandom so don’t slaughter me for my writing.

you had gotten out of the gym with sweat running down your face and your heart beating at what felt like the speed of sound. Nezuko had offered to come along with you for moral support. 

“hey, did Zenitsu call you at all?” you asked Nezuko looking down at your phone. Nezuko shook her head no, “he called me like ten times and that’s unusual, even for him.” 

you quickly called him back before hearing screams on the other end. you gave Nezuko a look before trying to get the blonds attention, “ZENITSU, WHAT IS GOING ON?” you yelled. 

it took a few more minutes before you heard shuffling, “hey, can you come to our place as soon as possible,” you sighed hearing Tanjirou’s voice, “is everything alright? why do I hear things shattering?” you asked now a bit more nervously, “just get here and prepare yourself.” 

Nezuko remained silent as she scanned the plethora of messages from her brother. your hands gripped the steering wheel wondering what it was that triggered your best friend to go feral. 

Inosuke had been seeing a girl for a few months now and you knew it was such a big step for the emotionally stunted boy. Zenitso and admittedly Tanjirou had been very hesitant on accepting her. 

it wasn’t news. Inosuke underneath his boar mask was very attractive and although he wore it anywhere he went, he was starting to wear it less in public which caused for girls who regularly ignored him to start paying a little more attention to him. 

the few of them noticed that his current girlfriend might’ve gotten with the blue haired boy for that reason. although you hadn’t seen it for yourself, you knew that Zenitsu and especially Tanjirou wouldn’t try to sabotage their best friends relationship just for the hell of it. 

you and Nezuko arrived to their shared apartment to hear Inosuke’s growls from inside. Nezuko had known of the issue so she saved herself the time and waited a bit longer in the car. 

“hey, it’s me,” you whispered as Zenitsu cried of relief, “what is going on?” you asked him as Tanjirou ran into the kitchen, “so, you know of Inosuke’s girlfriend, right?” you nodded, “well, they broke up. she wanted him to stop wearing his mask and he didn’t want too so she broke up with him.”

you sighed knowing this moment was inevitable. you told the two of them to give you a few minutes with him. 

the boys plus Nezuko had hundred percent preferred you with Inosuke instead of some random girl. you were one of the few selective people who knew how to calm the feral boy. you had met him when he wore his boar mask 25/8 and didn’t actually judge him for it. 

“Ino?” you asked as you tiptoed into the now destroyed living room, “Hashibira, are you calm yet?” you asked again as he grabbed a pillow ready to rip it. 

he immediately turned to you as you put your arms out for him. you knew Inosuke wasn’t a man of many words and preferred actions over speaking when it came to his emotions. 

“it’s okay Ino, it’s okay to cry,” you whispered as he shook his head no, “if you don’t feel like crying, you can always talk about it,” you offered as Inosuke shook his head again and stayed silent. 

you moved him to the couch and grabbed his hand softly, “listen, like I said, you don’t have to talk about it but anger is not the best outlet to let your steam blow off,” his boar head mask was covering his face as you slowly took it off, “one day, you’ll find someone who will like you, boar face and all,” you joked as you managed to actually make him laugh. 

feeling your phone go off in your pocket, you read that it was Tanjirou asking if it was safe to come in. you texted him a quick yes as heard the three of them walk in as slow as possible. 

“do you want to go and work out for a while? letting out steam by working out is actually a very healthy thing to do,” you asked Inosuke as he nodded yes, “do any of you want to come?” Tanjirou and Zenitsu let out a flat no as Nezuko reminded you that you had just came from the gym for yourself.

you ignored her comment and waited for Inosuke to come down the stairs to head out. Zenitsu couldn’t help but pout. you were a cute girl. a very cute girl and he hated that you were off limits according to Tanjirou.

Tanjirou was adamant on the fact that you were going to end up with Inosuke once he realized his feelings for you and until then, you were off limits to Zenitsu. 

“be careful!” Tanjirou yelled as you laugh, “I will, I’ll text you and let you know once he’s actually back to being the regular Inosuke,” you joked before shutting their door. 

the two of you drove back to the gym and got greeted excitedly by the receptionist. he knew Inosuke personally and even got a few training tips from him. 

“Inosuke, if I’m working out with you, please be easy, you know I can’t work out as hard as you can,” you begged making him laugh now, “no!” he exclaimed.

there was only a few who could actually work out and keep up with Inosuke. Tanjirou was one of them. the few times you actually tried to work out with him left you sore and bedridden for days on end. 

the two of you started out at the weight stations and slowly progressed to different stations before making your way to the punching bags. you had sweat running down your face and felt like your arms were ready to give out from lack of rest. 

“how much of this do we have to do? I’m going to pass out,” you groaned as Inosuke shook his head, “just enough,” he murmured before hearing you groan again. 

he propped up your arms to give you the right pose to start punching. although you loved to complain about Inosuke’s rigorous workouts, they did actually work and gave you a bit of muscles on your arms. it was nothing compared to Inosuke himself or even Tanjirou or Zenitsu but you took pride in the bit you had. 

once Inosuke realized that you were on the verge of actually passing out, he stopped and told you to chug down the water you brought. you instantly gulped down the two bottles of water and sat on the ground trying to catch your breath. 

“remind me to never ask you to workout again,” you groaned as you felt your body fall limp before feeling Inosuke pick you up with ease and throw you over his shoulder, “hey!” you yelled, “put me down!”

Inosuke shook his head no and continued to carry you out until you got back into your car. he slammed you down into the drivers seat before making his way to the passenger side. 

“eat,” he yelled as he gave you a handful of protein bars, “aw, you do care about me!” you laughed before ripping open a bar and scarfing it down. the two of you remained in the car eating them and listening to music before you received a message from both Tanjirou and Nezuko asking where the two of you were. 

-

a few months had passed since Inosuke’s ‘break up’. you remained working out together and tried your hardest to get his mind off the girl who broke his poor emotional heart. 

you were over at their apartment trying to help Zenitsu with assembling something he got in the mail. Tanjirou nor Inosuke were home but you knew it was a matter of time before they got here. 

“god Zenitsu, you put the wrong nails in the hole!” you exclaimed as you unscrewed the tiny nails, “hand me the instructions? I don’t want to sit here and build this wrong and have to do it all over again!” you said snatching the instructions from his hand. 

as you read over the instructions, you hadn’t heard Tanjirou or Inosuke come in. they both had quietly walked into the living room to see you and Zenitsu in deep though. 

“hey guys!” Tanjirou said excitedly. you gave him and Inosuke a small wave without giving them a look. 

Tanjirou had dismissed your attitude completely but Inosuke on the other hand didn’t actually like that you were alone with the blond idiot. seeing you alone with him triggered the anger he hadn’t felt since his previous relationship. 

Inosuke sat down to watch the two of you to see if his feelings remained the same and they did. you would laugh at whatever dumbass comment Zenitsu would say and each time, Inosuke would feel his hand clench. 

it was until you and Zenitsu finally finished what the two of you were doing when Inosuke dragged you to the kitchen to eat whatever Tanjirou made. you were caught a bit off guard but didn’t question him. 

“the food is really good,” you told Tanjirou as he gave you a thank you, “would either you or Zenitsu be able to drive me back home? I let Nezuko drive my car today since her car is in the shop and she isn’t out of work yet.” 

before their boys could respond, Inosuke immediately grabbed the keys from the kitchen counter, “I’ll take you,” he told the two boys as they backed off from the offer. 

the rest of dinner remained relatively silent until you told Inosuke you had to head home. he nodded and grabbed the keys once again as he opened the door for you. 

you hopped into the passenger seat and waited for Inosuke get himself situated. you could tell that he was a bit upset about something but you learned that unless something was really bothering him, he wouldn’t tell you. 

once he pulled up into your drive way, you were about to leave when he grabbed your wrist. you were a bit taken back by the action but let him do what he wanted. 

he slowly brought you in for a kiss on the cheek which made your face go warm immediately. you stared at him with in surprise before he muttered a single word into your ear. 

“mine.” 

ALITA

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