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kakushino · 4 months

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Not like this

Rengoku Kyojuro x GN! Reader

He needs to learn how to stop Breathing, and focus on breathing.

Tags: fluff, slight angst, Kyo survives Mugen train AU

Word count: 0,8k

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AN: Written as Christmas gift for the dearest @benkeibear - Merry Christmas, love!

“No no, you need to do it like this… See?”

Kyojuro nodded, uncharacteristically silent as he focused on your hands. You pulled the string of wool through the created loop slowly so he could catch your movement. Around and around and around and through. Right. Easy.

“Try it now.”

He took the hook and half-finished product from you and briefly marveled at the difference in size of your hands in comparison to his own. He repeated your action slowly and carefully, showing you the result right after, waiting for your appraisal.

“Very good!”

Kyojuro beamed, the room seemingly warming up with how he radiated joy. “Thank you, my love!” He went back to his crocheting, looking like an old wife for all he was a powerful and highly intelligent man. It was endearing to see him squirrel away while working on a simple scarf with a little hook and his giant hands as tools.

It was by his own prompt that you were teaching him your hobby; Kyojuro had all the time in the world on his hands now that he could no longer fight. The fight against Upper Moon 3, Akaza, had cost him an eye and half his core muscles - many things became difficult to do for the great warrior.

One of such actions was getting up from his futon. You had been lucky Tengen was over to help when Kyojuro came home the first time, or he would remain bed-bound for weeks. A short trip to the woodsmith, and a group of kakushi carried over a western type bed Kyojuro didn’t have to get up from. Even then, he required ropes which now hung from the ceiling to help him sit or lay down.

Now, thanks to all the free time he had lounging at home, when not instructing the young trio, he took up multiple stress-free hobbies that he could perform sitting down. One of which was crocheting.

“How does this look?” Kyojuro showed you a neat row of the pattern, his face smiling but his eyes slightly anxious.

There was nothing to fear, he was excellent despite - what you felt like - your horrid teaching. “It looks amazing! Well done,” you grinned after inspecting his work. It filled you with pride and happiness to share this with your husband. You had never felt warmer.

You both had been at it for another half an hour when you heard his breath come out in a wheeze. Kyojuro dropped the yarn and started to cough weakly. Immediately, you fussed over him, massaging his back muscles just like the doctor taught you to help him steady his breathing.

Your heart squeezed painfully.

“Shh, my love. Breathe for me,” you soothed him softly while the wheezing and coughs slowly ceased.

Kyojuro was never going to be able to use Total Concentration Breathing after his injury, that was an irrefutable fact. Just - sometimes he got lost in the 'mundane' he forgot he shouldn’t, couldn’t, do it anymore.

He slumped against your side in exhaustion, his frame shaking slightly under your careful embrace.

“I’m sorry, love… I lost focus again,” Kyojuro admitted with a slight flush on his cheeks, though the rest of him had gone white as a sheet from the pain.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. Do you need something to drink? Painkillers? A snack?”

Normally, he would perk up at the mention of food, but he just blinked tiredly at that. “I’m okay now. Just need some rest.”

Kyojuro was not okay. You laid him down and stood up to get him medicine and tea. Before you could take a step, his hand tugged on your nightgown. “Hm?”

“Please, stay…” He had rolled over onto his side, now able to do so since his abdomen gradually healed.

You hesitantly sat at his side and carded your fingers through his soft hair. “You should take the medicine Kocho-san got for us,” you whispered softly, as if any louder volume would spook him. “You will feel better after.”

“It makes me feel odd, like I’m not entirely myself.” Kyojuro tugged on your clothes again, urging you to lay down next to him. “I’d rather stay awake and aware.”

You complied, facing him and pulling him closer so you could watch for any minute expression on his face indicating distress - if any appeared, you would get up regardless of his protests.

Your husband gave you a gentle smile, his face gaining back some healthy color to it as you both rested for a while. A shaky hand came up to caress your cheek - the gesture full of adoration and love, nearly bringing tears into your eyes. Kyojuro’s devotion was practically visible to the naked eye.

“My love, will you teach me how to paint?” he murmured.

You hummed your agreement, making him smile a little wider.

“Good. I want to capture your loveliness on canvas. I want you to see what I see when I look at you - for there is no greater beauty than you.”

His words made blood rush to your cheeks.

Silly man.

dividers made by the gorgeous @benkeibear

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rare-combo-reads-143 · 4 months

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I love this art sm Its adorable 🥰 🥺

Imagine spending Christmas with them

The Tanjiro one is my favorite 🤭

#Kny #christmas #giyuu tomioka #rengoku kyojuro #mitsuri kanroji #genya shinazugawa #sanemi shinazugawa #kanao tsuyuri #tanjiro kamado #nezuko kamado #zenitsu agatsuma #inosuke hashibira #muichiro tokito #obanai iguro #gyomei himejima #tengen uzui

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mrsshabana · 4 months

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𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓭𝓪𝔂𝓼 :･ﾟ✧

I want to wish everyone a happy holiday! This year I have a Gyutaro themed Christmas tree! I tried to take pictures of it, though they didn't turn out too great. But I hope you enjoy it anyway!

And I hope all of you had a lovely holiday with your family and friends. I've been out of town, but I plan on getting back into writing and answering requests starting tomorrow ଘ( ˊωˋ )ଓ

(Also if there's anything you see on my tree that you like, just ask and I'll let you know where I got it! And if it's still available I'll send you a link.)

#gyutaro #gyutaro shabana #gyutaro merch #merry christmas #happy holidays #kny merch #demon slayer merch

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kozmicmizuu · 5 months

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DID YALL SEE THE TRAILER??!!?!?!?!? PREMIERE THING IDK WHATS JT CALLED

LETSSSS GOOOOOOO

#demon slayer #kimestsu no yaiba manga #kimestu no yaiba #kny #giyuu tomioka #sanemi shinazugawa #tengen uzui #kyojuro rengoku #shinobu kocho #mitsuri kanroji #obanai iguro #muichiro tokito #zenitsu agatsuma #inosuke hashibira #tanjiro kamado #hashira training arc #december #christmas #new years

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dxncingwithastrxnger · 4 months

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you and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Sanemi x Reader)

A/N: Hey guys!!! Today we have a lil Sanemi Christmas drabble requested by my wonderful, amazing bestie @tojisangrylittlething!!! Sidney, I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it for you!! Ilysm!!! I hope anyone else who reads this enjoys it as well!!!

Pairing(s): Sanemi x GN!Reader (Pronouns not specificed)

Prompts: "Stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe.” + Decorating the tree from my Christmas Sleepover post

Tag(s): All fluff!!

Word Count: 675

Song Inspiration: Underneath the Mistletoe By Sia

Not beta'd, all mistakes are my own.

~*~

“Hey, ‘Nemi, can you help me out here? This box is way too heavy.” You ask the white-haired man, looking at him hopefully.

He turns his head with a raised eyebrow, looking down at the box and then back up at you. “Alright.” He simply says, unconvinced.

And then, instead of stepping up beside you to lean down and grab the box like you expected him to, he just grabs one of the cardboard flaps and pulls it all the way over beside the tree. You pout slightly in disappointment but perk up and decide to try again.

It goes like this for awhile, the two of you starting to decorate the tree as you continue to try and lure him beneath that little branch of green and holly berries. Somehow, he picked up on all of your attempts to do so. But you aren’t finished yet.

“Sanemiiiii.” You drag out playfully, holding your arms out to him with a bright grin.

Sanemi looks at you and sighs, a slight frustration on his face. “Stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe.” He tells you firmly.

You let your head fall back in exasperation and give out a loud groan. “You’re no fun, San. Please?” You plead.

He rolls his eyes at you. “You do this every year and the answer is still no. I’m not participating in that bullshit tradition. You’re lucky I even tolerate that damn branch hanging on our ceiling.” He huffs.

You sigh softly. “Why are you even so against it in the first place, huh?”

Your boyfriend scoffs. “Because it’s stupid. You know, real mistletoe is poisonous. Who looks at poison and says, “Oh yeah, I wanna kiss my partner under that”? Like I said, stupid.”

You can’t help but laugh at how serious he is about it, his expression telling you that if you asked for more of his thoughts on the topic, he’d go on for another hour, no questions asked. “You really are passionate about this, aren’t you?” You ask with a grin.

Sanemi gives you an exasperated look. “(Y/N). Seriously. Why do you like the tradition so much?” He questions you.

You smile and walk up to him, grabbing both of his hands in yours. “Because it’s just a cute little thing that people do and it can be romantic and sweet.” You tell him sincerely.

A slight pout forms on his face as he looks away from you and off to the side, though he keeps hold of your hands. “I can be romantic and sweet.” He mumbles.

You giggle softly. “I know you can, babe. So, prove it. And if you do it just this once, then I’ll never ask you to do it ever again, okay? I promise.”

He turns back to you with narrowed eyes. “Just one time?” He questions skeptically.

“Just one time and then never again.” You confirm.

He stares at you for another minute before sighing deeply and giving a small nod of his head. “Fine. Once.”

Your face lights up. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, Nemi!!” You exclaim, happily tugging him over to your previous spot underneath the waxy mistletoe hanging from the ceiling.

He follows along slowly, but he follows nonetheless. Once you both come to a stop, you look up at him hopefully and expectantly. He sighs again before looking down at you. He takes a step closer to you and takes one hand out of yours in order to place it on your cheek gently, cradling your face.

He mumbles something under his breath, but the only word you catch is “stupid”. Then, after one more moment of hesitation, he leans down and kisses you sweetly. You melt into the kiss happily and wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back and holding onto him.

When the two of you pull away, you press your forehead against his. “Happy now?” He grumbles despite you knowing that he’s smiling.

“Very much so.” You tell him with a smile of your own.

~*~

A/N: How was it?? This was my first ever Sanemi fic!! I love that man sm. I hope you all enjoyed it!!! I'd love to hear your thoughts!! Thank you for reading!!!

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sarcastic-kaz · 4 months

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 4 months

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The Christmas Rumble

“Alright Alright! Listen up my dearest demon-humans! For the holiday rumble we’ll decide who’s doing what! Now everyone write your names on the pieces of papers and I’ll throw them into my top hat!”

The former Upper Moons respectfully groaned and cheered as everyone took their respective slips of paper and pens that you had them pass around. Spread across and in front of the circular sofa; the papers made their way around enough for you to collect them all. You made sure to turn around to Muzan who was pouting in the leather arm-chair behind you.

Flipping your hat off you begin to shake it, full of the names of the humanified Upper Moons. Thanks to whatever mysterious force isekai’d them to your world, their demon statuses had been revoked. Time is reversed for them long before their encounters with the demon slayers. You had gone on long enough without them discovering their origins and you’d like to keep it that way.

“Alright first pick for head of decorations iiiissss–”

“Please let it be me! Please let it be me!”

It was Daki or Ume who was pleading that it’d be her. You almost felt bad for what you were going to read.

“Kokushibo!”

“Noooo!”

Daki screamed, glaring at her feet while she dug her nails into her arms. Gyutarou simply put a worried hand over his face; which had a resigned look with a splash of embarrassment. While they weren’t demons anymore they still respected their leader, who was smiling at the 1st Upper Moon.

“Kokushibo as a decorator, eh?”

Kokushibo refused to look up, while Daki shot a glare in his direction.

“Master…please.”

“Hey Kookie its not so bad!” You decided to pipe in. “You are basically in charge of everyone getting in the Joyful mood! Which is super important this time of year!”

A small smile crept on his face as he looked to you.

“(Y/n)...”

“Besides I’m always happy to help and you’ll have your assistant!”

“What about me (Y/n)!?”

Hanging on your waist was Daki, no longer having a tantrum on the couch. With no doubt phony tears she hugged at your waist; purposefully making puppy dog eyes up at you. You didn’t mind her forwardness but Muzan did.

“Daki, you’ll get something I promise. I just can’t give the position to you without being unfair to the others.”

“Who cares about the others? Don’t you love me?!”

The ‘L-word’ had many perking up. Even instigating Sekido to fling his slipper in her direction, lightly plopping off her head. She turned slowly with a growl rising in her throat. Gyutarou also snapped to attention clutching a throw pillow as he glared at the humanized clone.

“Oi oi you looking to lose your hand today!?”

“Guys! Guys!? Come on not now please!”

“Grrr I just washed my hair (Y/n! And it threw it at you too, (Y/n)! Don’t you think it should be disqualified?”

“It?! Why you selfish little b–”

“Watch your tongue or I’ll cut it off!”

You wanted to move between the two, only for your trek to be stopped by Daki who seemed insistent on keeping you in place. Right now it was pillows but you knew it would escalate. Aizetsu looked as though he would cry while Urogi and Karaku began to laugh. Also amused another Upper Moon clapped.

“Ooo how exciting! Who knew assigning positions could be so fun?”

“No! No, Doma this is not fun this is–”

“A mess (Y/n).” Muzan interrupted, matter of factly. “I suggest we should post po-”

“Oh? Are we fighting with pillows now!? What are you all children?!”

You tried again, “Zohakuten…”

“Shut up!”

“Hey don’t tell them to shut-up, brat!” This was Daki still clutching your waist.

“I’m higher than you!”

“So? You can barely reach the table now.”

He growled at her to which she returned the favor. Meanwhile the others were getting quite violent with smashing those pillows against eachother. You’re sure just a second ago you caught Urogi straight-up punching the newcomer Gyokko. You could hear the embarrassed sigh from Kokushibo and the giggles-turning to laughter from Doma. Somehow all were still oblivious to the angry aura surrounding Muzan.

“At this rate there’s only one way to get them to stop.” Akaza spoke earning the attention of those not participating in the pillow-brawl this had become. He shot you a look before looking at the hat and back at you. You smiled nodding your head as you got the message. You took a big breath readying your vocal chords for a much needed shout.

“ALRIGHT! Who ever stops fighting both verbally and physically gets to choose who works with me them as well as their position.”

In a manner of seconds the room had quieted. Gyutarou settling to glare at Sekido who returned the favor. The other iterations of Hantengu settled down as well, leaving Daki to quickly scramble back to her seat. All semblance of fighting had ceased as they waited for your verdict.

You nodded in thanks at Akaza, smugly sending a look towards Muzan who had an unreadable expression on his face. You turned to the group with a triumphant smile.

“Alright everybody so the winner is–”

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“This sucks! This isn’t fun at all!”

“Stop your whining Urogi and finish your piping! I’m going to be mad if you screw up these cupcakes with your sporadic designs.”

“But your always mad!”

“Shut up!”

Even though he was shouting at his team it was nice to see…most of Hantengu’s clones working together. Sure, Aizetsu was whining about something, Karaku was playing with dough, and Zohakuten occasionally yelling at the former two. But this was nice.

A far cry from the usual chaos these four tended to create.

Speaking of chaos you spotted Douma and Kokushibo dawning their hand-made ugly sweaters as they played (read as: fought over) the soft tape measure. Kokushibo surprisingly took up the task of stitching the ugly sweaters together having found sewing and crochetting as his latest hobby. Douma, after whining about not being able to work with you decided he’d join the 1st Upper Moon. No doubt, totally planning to be the biggest obstacle Kokushibo is going to have to face.

“Oh (Y/n)! We’re working on taking measurements, just come over here and I’ll ack–”

The blonde was caught in an unrelenting headlock that had him gasping for air. The one performing the headlock, was Kokushibo trying to wrench the cloth tape measure from the other’s tight grip. He casually looked to you and bowed his head.

“I apologize (Y/n) but while we’re on the topic. May I get your measurements?”

You chuckled nervously. “Uh how about I send it to you later, okay?”

Kokushibo nodded, tightening his hold on Douma who had the nerve to whine about it.

Passing by them you happily watched Daki, rocking a spare cosplay of a bedazzled captain outfit, as she ordered her brother and Gyokko around. Both joined (also read as: blackmailed into joining) her team of decorators. Pointing her manicured index in tandem with her shouting orders only stopping when she saw you in her peripheral.

“So what do you think? I know you said…whatever you said about tradition or whatever. But I figured some other colors would go better than red and green here.”

“Oh wow. That really is…fantastic.”

That’s all you could conjure as she posed near the mantle that looked as though a confetti canon was turned into a strip of garland. You rubbed at your eyes as you spotted the doorway surrounded by mistletoe. You rejected the urge to shudder.

“Why all the mistletoe? For the tradition you only need one.”

“She said somethin’ about there being ‘no case of plausible deniability.’” Gyutarou offered coming down from the ladder he was on.

He sent an apologetic and tired look as he stared back at his her handiwork.

“Sorry if this isn’t the look you were going for…she wasn’t exactly willing to honor it.” You both looked to the pink bats she began hanging on the wall. “Like at all.”

A smile spread on your face. “It’s fine. All I wanted was for you guys to make the holiday you’re own. So if your happy that’s all I can ask for.”

A fervent blush spread across his face, forcing his eyes to trail away from you as he kicked at the ground. You were too cute! Before you could ask if he was okay, Gyokko stomped into the room holding one of his many handmade ceramics. That of which resembled a disfigured child painted with a swirl of various colors. If it wasn’t for the…unfortunate inspiration of past memories, you’d say it’d fit perfectly with the theme Daki was going for.

The head decorator sneered. “Ew you don’t plan to put that near my christmas decor, do you?”

Gyokko obnoxiously growled, ”Shut up! You’ve been telling me from the get-go how to dress this disaster of yours–”

Daki let out an offended gasp.

“Disaster!? Why you have some nerve! I should just tell (Y/n) how you got your ‘inspiration’ for those misguided portraits you made. ”

“--You wench! Those were a beautiful!”

“They were nude and badly drawn! If I wasn’t destined to see it myself one day I’d draw it just like you–a desperate cretin–would!”

“Guys how about you both—Oh My Gosh!”

From fingers poking into one another’s chest to kitchen knives they seemed to get a hold of. Moving to intervene, you’re suddenly jerked backwards behind Gyutarou who is arguably getting more red than before.

“I’ll break it up….you’d be upset if Gyokko bled out right?”

“Yes! Of course I would!”

“Figured. I’ll try to get him out…in some piece.”

He forged on and you were grateful he offered in the first place. Unfortunately just being human against former-demons who’ve successfully killed in their human forms doesn’t make you equal. In fact your more often surprised at the vast difference in strength.

Speaking of strength you turned your attention to see a ladder tapping haphazardly on the window. You run to the door quickly donning a coat and hat before running out to the ladder by the window. As you suspected Akaza was on there wobbling occasionally as he set the lights.

Putting your foot on the bottom of the ladder, stabilizing it. The Upper Moon looked down at you. No longer in danger of falling at any time you scold him.

“Akaza! I told you to wait for me! I or my helper would of helped you!”

He sighed,”I wouldn’t want to bother you or the Master anyway.”

“I’m bothered because you didn’t ask me! I’d also me be more than bothered if you fell down this ladder!”

You’re sure he’s laughing as he finishes putting up the lights, sliding down with expert ease. Still holding onto a leg of the ladder you’re finally face-to-face with the decorator of the outside, smiling smugly as he pushes past you.

“Thanks for your help (Y/n). Now will you go inside? I wouldn’t want you catch a cold.”

Putting your hands on your waist, you made a face. “Stop acting like I’m made of glass, Mister and let me help!”

He unexpectedly grabs you by your shoulders, easily lifting you up and placing you out of his path. Shaking his head he reaches for the other lights he left on the ground before beginning to unraveling them. You stomp your foot before catching up to him, you begin to help grabbing the other end of the tangled string of lights.

“Don’t underestimate your helper, Akaza.”

“I never said underestimated you.”

“You didn’t have to.”

You playfully nudged him as you began to succeed in detangling it. Missing the way he longingly looks at your focused face you only recognize his sudden change of mood. Following his line of sight you watched the man with fedora beckon you from the door of the house. He stops his creeping hands, the ones that nearly intertwined with yours along with the messy knot of lights.

You debate ignoring him before sending a look to Akaza. He shakes his head giving a woeful smile as he nudges you in the direction of the door. With a dramatized huff you leave the untangled lights to follow Muzan who urges you to follow him into the house.

“Was there actually something you needed me for?”

“Does there have to be anything?”

“I already decided that I’m going to help everyone get ready! What could you possibly need?”

He quirked an eyebrow, casually snatching the hat off your head before turning. Easily dodging your attempts to grab it back as he calmly pretended to study the trim, that had a brand name inscribed.

“I need you. I don’t need any other reason.”

In a desperate attempt you pulled at his sleeve, making his cat like eyes flick to your frustrated face.

“Well yeah but you kind of do. Everyone needs me today.”

Fasterthan you could comprehend, pale hands unzip your jacket holding you close to his towering form as he peeled it off your shoulders.

“Perhaps but I always take priority.”

You struggle against him, “No you don’t. Everyone matters-”

He pulls you even closer by the coat, your arms still within the sleeves. Rendering you unable to pull away as you’re trapped by the coat’s design. You looked up at Muzan attempting to hold your stance as the heat of his breath danced at the top of your head and intense gaze stayed on you.

“Not like I do.”

In swift movements the coat was off of you, Muzan was hanging your jacket, and the door you walked through was closed once more. After a glance you went for the door again only to stop at the grip on your wrist.

“Muzan.”

“(Y/n).”

You wriggled your wrist as he pulled you close. With his arm wrapped over your chest, he let you struggle as his hold was unrelenting. When you relaxed, you could now feel that heated breath on the lobe of your ear.

“Are you finished?”

“I-I don’t understand you Muzan.”

“And I, you.”

“Could you just let me go, I want to help everyone.”

“Then you can help me.”

He stepped forward, forcing you to follow his steps as he guided you both to the steps. You stopped struggling after skidding your feet along the floor did nothing to brake his path.

“What do you need help with?”

He didn’t bother to respond instead opting to tickle your neck with the cool sharpness of his fangs. Threatening to pierce your skin, it was telling enough. You relented, willingly letting Muzan led you to the room he claimed his own. Holding his hand instead you found his stare to be…forgiving.

“This is the season of giving is it not?”

Strewn on the former-demon’s bed, you held your hand over your heart as if trying to still it’s frantic beating. His pale hands cupped your own, trailing the length of your arm until it led to your shoulder, then to your neck.

“It is.”

“Then for this Christmas,” he gingerly caresses your jaw. He leans in with his ever-insistent fuschia stare honing on his prey. Swallowing a scream you closed your eyes as he trailed down your neck to the buttons of your shirt.

“Give yourself to me and only me.”

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warringwarrioridiot · 4 months

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"Merry Christmas, you filthy animal."

#i love home alone #i need therapy #demon slayer #kny #warringwarrioridiot #thank you #goofy #lol doumas a bitch #douma #felt silly #home alone #merry christmas #merry chrisis #merry xmas #merry chrisler #rip vine

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getoswhore · 1 year

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൭˙ ˖ — 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒! つ♡⊂⊹)

⊹ holiday givings! ♡☃️ merry christmas and happy holidays to all! since today is such a special day and is known to spread love, joy, and kindness, i would like to do the same for y'all!

this year, i would like to help with 'smaller' blogs that would like to get more recognition that they deserve or blogs that seem to struggle to reach an audience! moots or non moots, followers or non followers, anyone who thinks they would like to speak on their blog is willing to join! please join and help yourself! thank you! ~

⊹ but before you do. . .⛄

THIS EVENT IS CLOSED; THIS EVENT IS NO LONGER ACTIVE TO PARTICIPATE IN! TY TO THOSE WHO DID AND MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL. AND MAKE SURE TO CHECK OUT THESE AMAZING BLOGS!!!

like and reblog this to make it spread for others!

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@deartoru — multifandom : bnha, jjk, naruto, kny, saiki k, genshin impact, etc + dark content + ( MORE INFO )

@510hz — one piece and jjk + dark content / fluff + ( MORE INFO )

@rozentias — multifandom : bleach, hxh, jjk, etc + dark content + ( MORE INFO )

@tuzuis4thwife — multifandom : jjk, csm, aot + nsfw / fluff + ( MORE INFO )

@okeigo — mostly jjk but is multifandom + mostly fluff but wants to expand to dark content / nsfw + ( MORE INFO )

@keigosmelody — multifandom : genshin impact, boku no hero, jjk, obey me!, kny, haikyu, etc + dark content + ( MORE INFO )

@bokutosmochi — haikyu and jjk + sfw / nsfw + ( MORE INFO )

@obitohno — multifandom : aot, csm, jjk, bnha, tokrev, naruto, genshin, and spy x family + ( MORE INFO )

@jujutsukatsuki — multifandom : jjk, mha, aot, and plans to expand to genshin impact + lots of angst + ( MORE INFO )

@chosoguapo — writes mostly for jjk and plans to write for tokyo revengers, mha, genshin impact, jjba, hq, and many more + black readers (but all can read) + ( MORE INFO )

@angelwa — multifandom : haikyuu, boku no hero academia, jjk, and kuroko no basuke + dark content + black readers + ( READ MORE )

@25-30-03 — multifandom : aot, jjka, mha, csm, and jjba + dark content + ( READ MORE )

@preciousamethyst — multifandom : mha, jjk, black butler, sk8 the infinity, and more + chubby / plus sized readers + ( READ MORE )

@nutheadgeenat — bleach and jjk + black readers + ( READ MORE )

@venusflytrapstar — multifandom : jjk and aot and is trying to expand to more : mha, dc and csm + ( READ MORE )

@sailewhoremoon — multifandom : mainly bleach, naruto, jjk, mha, tokyo revengers, and aot + dark content + ( READ MORE )

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