#Shinobu Kocho x male!reader

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Could you possibly do DS characters reaction to the reader blinding their chest? Trans!Male reader. Supportive comfort please. (≧◡≦) ♡ and yoy can do this wiyh who ever you wang, truly jusy need this.

Comforting words: Demon slayer characters moments with a Trans!Male who binds their chest.

Reader: Trans!Male, he/him pronouns, chest binding.

Notes: I think in this timeline there wouldn’t be many options for trans!people, and Healthily ones at that. I do hope this was okay since it’s my first time doing anything like this. I wanted you to have some comfort but I really am inexperienced with this. Forgive me if it’s bad.

Characters: Tanjiro Kamado Inosuke Hashibira, Shinobu Kocho

Warnings: Chest binding and unsafe using, mention of Tran! Hate, over all just me trying to make this work.

He’d be waking to the training ground after recovering and wanted to get some light training in. The other two boys had been taking rest and he didn’t know anyone else was here, until he saw you. He watched you shifted your sword and stance slowly, like wanting to match the breeze. He saw bandages wrapped around your chest but only from the back.

He walked over and tried not to startle you, “Excuse me.” He called out and it made you turn your head back. “Should you be training in your condition?” He was sweet and polite. Tanjiro knew about training when hurt and he admired it, but needed to make sure.

You turned around with a confused glare, “And what condition is that?” He was more confused at your annoyed tone. “I can train just as well as you.” Glaring at him in anger. He threw his hands up quickly.

“I didn’t mean to offend you,” he bowed his head, “you have bandages coving your whole chest and I wanted to make sure you’re alright. Please forgive me.” You watch him shout for forgiveness and the anger in you lessen at his words.

“I’m not wounded.” His head shot up. “Makes me flatter.” You run your hands across your chest and his head clicks the dots. He blushes at his actions. You laugh at him turning red of embarrassment. “It’s called chest binding for people like me who need to get ride of their chest, to look more…Masculine.” You scratch the back of your head and try to explain it to him carefully. 

“Oh, I see.” He put his fingers on his chin and thought for a minute. Then his lips curled into a smile, “I heard about this” he looked down at the fabric wrapped around you “Be sure to be careful! I’m sure there something better for that.” You raise a brow at how understanding he is.

“I’ll be sure to be safe.”

“Could I ask you more questions about-”

“I’m trying to training dude.”

The butterfly mansion was a safe place for you after each mission, seeing as that you needed it often. Every time you had aching chest pains from the bandages you would wrap yourself in and always did yourself, it probably wasn’t safe but it was what you had. After trying to find something better or find anyone willing to make it, you’d get thrown out.

It wasn’t until your fifth time that Shinobu took notice, the girls telling her about you and that you wouldn’t listen to anyone. So you woke up with her smiling in a seat next to you, something you almost jumped out of your bed for. “I understand you’re having problems.” She spoke so..Strangely. She was a hashira and it was already terrifying to be in the same room as her.

You blink at her and get a bit embarrassed and tried to find the strength to talk to her but she beat you to it. “I hear that you’re doing things that are unsafe to your body. That’s not good at all.” She smiles and it confuses how she could be talking like that but have a perfect smile.

“Is this about my binder? I know it’s not the best but it’s what I have to do. I can’t bare not having it…Makes me feel like me, and it’s not that unsafe.” She gives you a look and you straighten up, “It’s all I have.” You sigh and look down sadly hoping you wouldn’t be banned from your binder, or from the corps.

“Then we’ll have to find you something better, I’ll send out word for something safer. But we need to lay down some rules, it’s fine to do what you’re doing just not all the time.” She admits and pats your hand softly.

“But have some rest and I’ll send out word, hopefully we can get you one by the time you finish recovering.” A feeling of warmth fills your stomach at the nice gesture.

“Thank you.”

“Of course, but if you come back after this for the same reason I’ll have no choice but to knock some sense into you.”

He met you once on the mission that sent you back to the mansion together. You had beaten him to a kill and save their asses before a more powerful demon appeared. So he saw you as a worthy opponent and couldn’t wait to fight you after.

When he saw you alone in the training grounds he couldn’t contain his excitement to fight you and prove he was better. He rushed over to you while you held your swords calmly and focused on your own movements. All of a sudden there was the strange boy running at you and screaming to fight him.

He notices the wrapping around your chest and knew you didn’t get hurt and he was confused. “Why the hell are you wearing that?” He pointed at you, which lead to you getting annoyed. “Because I want to!” He groaned and dropped his arms, “I can fight someone wounded because it makes them weaker!” He screamed like a frustrated child. “You owe me a fight.”

Taking a deep breath you calmed yourself so you didn’t start to hit him. “I’m not wounded, I’m just wearing it to keep me flat.” You stood up straight and leaned your weight on one foot. He stared confused.

“What the hell are you taking about?”

“I’m trans.”

“I don’t know what the hell that is! Is it some type of disease?” You smack your forhead and roll your eyes. “It’s just who I am. I was born in a different body, a female body that I don’t want. So this helps me become myself.”

“Oh..” he stared at you calmly before getting a grin on his face and tightening his grip around his swords. “So we can fight? Hell yeah.” He lunged at you immediately with a laugh that sounded demonic.

He didn’t care one bit about it. Like at all, but god forbid someone be mean to you about it. Lord Inosuke will stand up for his underlings. (Even if you beat him)

[redr0sewrites]

NNN Hcs With The Hashiras

🥀A/n: the title says it all!! (i didnt include muichiro for obvious reasons)

🥀Cw: smut, dirty talk, praise, degradation, breeding kink (rengoku + sanemi), squirting (mitsuri)

🥀minors dni

🥀Pairing(s): Hashiras(minus muichiro) x reader (seperate)

Giyuu:

when you first suggested the idea of NNN to giyuu, he was kinda confused

why would you participate in a competition not to have sex? did you just not want to have sex with him?

after some gentle reassurance and explanation however, he agrees surprisingly quickly

not only is giyuu ridiculously patient, he also has incredible self restraint

he would make it to the end of the month, but i definitely think he would have "almost" moments

when the month is over, hes begging you to fuck him

claims that hes waited so long, why should he have to do any work?

the minute it's december first hes waking you up, mewling and grinding on your thigh half-delirious as hes whining in your ear, begging you to take control

teasing him throughout the month will only make him more determined to last longer, if only to inflict the same suffering onto you

giyuu is very, very sensitive and you can use that to your advantage in a variety of ways

he gets really blushy when you tease him, and its only amplified during NNN considering he can't even get himself off

he also has a tough time ignoring it when he gets horny, he just feels like the type to be soooo sensitive and it's torture when he can't even jack off to relieve the painful ache in his pants

Giyuu pinned you down, his chest flush with your back as his cock rubbed against your hole. He was a panting mess, shaking above you as he pushed inside slowly. One of his hands tangled itself in your hair, forcing you to look over your shoulder as he began to thrust into you steadily. Soft moans and whimpers filled the room, accompanied by the sound of skin slapping again skin. You could feel your orgasm building as a coil tightened in your stomach, and Giyuu let out a soft groan, signaling he was close as well. You clenched around him tightly, your release ripping through you as you clawed at the sheets. Above you, Giyuu tossed his head back and whispered your name like a prayer before cumming as well, filling your hole with his dripping seed. "Giyuu- ungh- wha-" you gasped, drool spilling from your lips as he sped up the pace. You had no time to catch your breath, and your hips jerked from overstimulation. "baby, i've waited a month, please?" Giyuu whispered in your ear, eyes blown wide with lust. You knew that you probably weren't going to be getting up anytime soon.

Tengen:

im sorry but he is not making the month

he'd last two weeks at best

you and his wives would probably all team up against him, and this man is unable to restrain himself when it comes to you

quickest way to get tengen to fold? lingerie

just the sight of you in some flashy, lacy undergarments has him practically dragging you to bed

teasing him while wearing lingerie? hes gone.

"fuck the stupid month," he'd grumble, throwing you over his shoulder and slapping your ass for good measure

tengen would be rougher than usual, hes pissed at you for teasing him after all

"hey!" you gasped, squirming in Tengens grip as he practically dragged you inside of the house. You and the other wives had been been training outside when all of a sudden Tengen had snatched you up, throwing you over his shoulder as the other wives followed behind you. Your husband ignored your indignated cries as he brought you to the bedroom and tossed you unceremoniously onto the mattress. Maki, Suma, and Hinatsuru joined you on the mattress, and you turned to look over your shoulder at Tengen. "giving up already?" you giggle, crawling over to the other wives at the head of the bed. Tengen Tengen smirked and slid up to you, pulling your undergarments off in seconds as your head rested in Hinatsuru's lap. Maki and Suma began to grind against eachother to your left as Tengen's breath fanned over your bare skin and thighs while Hinatsuru ran her fingers through your hair. The five of you were in for a long, long night~

Shinobu:

Shinobu is definitely making it, no questions asked

she's patient enough to wait the month, however she will be pissed when you deny her

would totally try to get back at you, Shinobu would wear lingerie under her uniform and flash you when nobody was looking

she would run her hands up and down your thighs during hashira meetings, fingers ghosting so close to where you want her but not quite

she would enter a room and sit on your lap, kissing you senseless until your grinding up against her and then walk away like nothing happened

she's teasing YOU

i don't think theres any way to get her to give in, but at 12:01 on December 1st your waking up to her head between your legs

she would make you work for every orgasm, edging you until your sobbing

"you made me wait for so long, shouldn't i make you wait a little too?"

Shinobu smirked, gently swiping away the tears streaming down your cheeks. She placed a finger on your tongue so you could taste the salty drops, and you let out another needy sob. "Are you getting desperate already, little butterfly?" She cooed, thrusting her fingers deeper inside of you. Another mewl escaped your lips as she fucked you dumb on her fingers, stretching you open and prodding the place inside you that made you see stars. You could feel the coil in your stomach tightening, and you whimpered. "Pl-please Nobu, 'm gonna cum, please lemme cum-mgh-" Shinobu smirked at you, smacking your core lightly as you squirmed beneath her. She leaned down to whisper in your ear, caressing your sides slowly. "Shh, c'mon doll, I know you can take it. You made me wait a month to ruin you, didn't you? You can handle waiting a little longer to come~" Your body quaked at her words, soft sobs and pleads filling the air as you begged her to let you cum this time. Shinobu only shook her head, smirking and removing her hand as your orgasm begins to fade.

i went off there for a sec omg

Rengoku:

i think he would make it without too much trouble

i really don't think his sex drive is super high, and hes pretty patient as it is

so yea i def think he'd make it

unleeeesssss you teased him

listen, Rengoku LOOOOVES to please you

if you bat your lashes and play your cards right, he'll fold you in half and fuck you senseless less than a week into november

it would be the roughest, sloppiest sex yall ever have bc once Rengoku is done, hes done

He'll fuck you every day of the damn month just because he wants to, and be prepared bc this man has STAMINA

normally rengoku focuses solely on your pleasure, hes def the service dom type, hoowwweeeeverr, depending on how much you teased him, hes gonna be sm rougher

i also think rengoku would last the entire month just to irritate you because, lets face it, hes much more patient than you

just imagine begging him to fuck you at the end of the month, pleading with him to pay attention to you after he's deprived you of pleasure for so long... how could he say no to you?

the sound of skin slapping against skin and muffled groans filled the room as Rengoku pressed you down into the mattress. Rengoku leaned down, close enough to whisper in your ear, "fuck baby, can i- can i lift your legs up higher?" you nod, head foggy as he tossed your legs over his shoulder. Rengoku adjusted for a second, folding you over and beginning to thrust slowly. Your hips rocked against his as you clawed at the mattress, the new position allowing him to go so much deeper than before. "mhm baby, just like that. gonna make you feel so good after you waited so long, gonna fill you up so nice.."

Mitsuri:

i think Mitsuri would last ab a week before crumbling

She'd be so embarrassed about it, all blushy and shy

you haaave to tease her ab quitting so early, you'll get the most delectable whimpers from her<3

Mitsuri folds from MINIMAL teasing its almost like she wants to lose

once she gives in tho, please pamper her. teasing is okay but PRAISE HER‼️

shes a pillow princess at heart and will def want u to take care of her after u made her wait for sooo long

MITSURI IS SO SENSITIVE, AND ITS DEFINITELY AMPLIFIED AFTER SHE HELD BACK FOR SO LONG

she cries sm more easily during sex after being teased for so long, and it's impossible to NOT overstimulate her (she loves it)

tease her and praise her, overstimulate her and watch as she falls apart~

fat tears streamed down Mitsuri's pink cheeks as you pumped your fingers in and out of her slick heat, mesmerized by the sloppy sound it made. her legs trembled and her lip quivered as she sobbed from the overwhelming onslaught of pleasure, and you leaned up to kiss her on the cheek. "d'worry baby, im gonna make you feel all better," you coo, smiling as she whimpers. your fingers are coated in her slick, and her hips grind down onto your fingers with every thrust. "need you.." she whispers, reaching out to pull you closer. "kiss..?" she whimpers, large, teary eyes staring into yours. You chuckle, unable to deny her. "Of course~ how could i forget?" you kiss her slowly and sensually, running your tongue along her bottom lip and gently grabbing her jaw as you pushed your tongue inside her mouth. Mitsuri whined at the feeling, clenching ariund your fingers as her tongue collided against yours. her chest heaved, perky breasts bobbing as the coil in her stomach tightened. you could tell she was close, and moved the hand holding her face to massage one of her breasts as you deepened the kiss. your fingers curled inside her, pressing against her g spot as your thumb circled her clit. instantly, Mitsuri squealed, gushing around you and squirting onto your hand as she writhed in pleasure. "t-too much!!" she gasped, pulling away from the kiss as a thin trail of spit lingered between your mouths. "was that worth the wait baby?" Mitsuri blushes, nodding profusely.

Obanai:

i genuinely think obanai would last like

a week at most

im sorry but this man worships your every move, and theres NO way he can deny you anything

you tease him once and hes already bending you over, fucking you senseless as he bites harshly into your neck

or hes whining, dragging you on top of him and begging you to fuck him just right, ride him until hes a sweaty, needy mess

sex with Obanai after NNN would definitely be much rougher, he just cant hold himself back

he NEEDS to ravish you

you gasp as Obanai's cock sinks into you, his thick length filling you up as he spreads your legs. one hand rests on your inner thigh, the other entwining your hands together as he presses hasty kisses to your collarbone. your back arches off of the bed as he bites down hard on the sensitive skin, a dark hickey left in its wake. Obanai travels upwards, his teeth grazing your neck and shoulders as he kisses and nips at the exposed skin. his warm breathe flushes against your beck as he begins to thrust in and out of you in a brutal pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, accompanied by your moans and whines. Obanai pants, his hand moving from your thigh to fondle at your chest. "can't believe you made me wait this long, bunny.." he murmured softly in your ear, nipping at your earlobe. "fuck, i missed this pretty hole..."

Sanemi:

he likes to think could make it the whole month but "doesn't care about a stupid ass challenge"

he cant make it the whole month hes too whipped for you

i think he would either last like. 15 minutes or two weeks theres no in between

Sanemi would either fuck you out of spite immediately after november starts or genuinely try but give up pretty early on and make up some bs excuse ab how he "doesnt even care"

either way, hes not making it 💀

prepare yourself, cuz the sex is gonna be ROUGH

Sanemi totally has a breeding kink, and the thought of NNN definitely ignites a feral need to fill you up- not a drop of his cum is wasted, hes bringing you to at LEAST 4 orgasms, and hes coming at least twice as well. hes also gonna finger fuck his cum back inside you, maybe he'll use a plug too just for the satisfaction of knowing that your filled up to the brim with him...

congrats!! u have a feral boyfriend

"s' too much!" you sobbed, tears streaming down your face as Sanemi fucked into you harshly from behind. his hips snapped against yours as you whimpered, face down in the sheets. Sanemi gave a swift slap to your ass and you sobbed, mewling as he fucked into your weeping hole even harder. "oh yea? shoulda thought of that before tellin' me about this stupid challenge," Sanemi hissed, thrusting deeper into your cervix as you keened. "im- m' close-" you hiccuped, warm, wet tears slid down your face as he looked into your glossy eyes. "oh yea? i thought it was t' much, doll- fuck-" he gasped as you tightened around him, the sound of his hips slapping against your ass was amplified even more as you came with a squeal. you came hard, coating Sanemi's cock and the bed below in your juices as your eyes rolled back into your head. "fuuugnck- doll your so tight- im coming too, don't waste a fucking drop of this- its what you get for makin' me wait.."

Gyomei:

i think Gyomei would make it

honestly i dont think he has a super high sex drive, and as much as he wants to please you, i think he would make it through the month with ease

hell at the end of the month hes praising YOU for lasting so long eithout him (in a genuine way, not in a condescending way ofc <33)

hes pretty chill when it comes to sex, but after NNN Gyomei might be a little rougher

he has STAMINA tho

prepare to be overstimulated bc he is MAKING SURE you are blissed outt af by the end

if your not a whiny mess in subspace then Gyomei's not having it

hes praising you for lasting so long, making you feel so good while bringing you to climax after climax for HOURS

he miiiiight fold if u bEG him but its a small possibility.

Gyomei held you in his lap as you squirmed, fucking yourself on his cock as you buried your face into his neck. "mnghh- forget how big you were.." you whine, grinding your hips sensually against his. Gyomei chuckles, brushing the hair off of your forehead and kissing you gently. "do you remember how many times you've come, little one?" your brow furrowed, your head felt foggy as you tried to remember. one of his hands squeezed your thigh reassuringly, and you whimpered, eyes rolling back slightly as you tightened around his cock. Gyomei hummed, taking in your overstimulated state as he brought you closer to release. "im so proud of you little light, you lasted the entire month," he cooed, rubbing soothing circles on your back as the coil in your stomach tightened. "let me reward you, my precious dove~"

RAHAHAHAHAHAHA ITS DONE ITS DONE ITS FINALLY DONE OH MY GOD OH MY GOD HOLY FUCK HOLY SHIT ITS DONE KTS DONE ITS DONE I LOVE LIFE HALLELUJAH AJSHSAJHAJAAAJAA ITS JANUARYYYYY LMFAO

[luxthestrange]

KNY Incorrect quotes#106 Gay-

Kocho*Holding F!Y/n's hand*Yeah Im gay~

Inosuke*Blinking at the information*...Oh! Tomioka is gay too you should be mates!!!

Giyuu*Blinks as he munching the bento M!Y/n and Sanemi made for him*...Huh?

Kocho*Lips trembling from wanting to laugh...but is failing* -WHEEZE- T-that's not how it works~- WHAT?

Giyuu*Looking apologetically at kocho and F!Y/n*...He is new to this...Im sorry...

Kocho*Patting Inosuke's head but wheezing harder*I-ts -WHEEZE- ITS okay~

Inosuke*Confused angy lil piglet*???

[amphibiahawks321]

[Shinobu's hands holding onto both of Y/N's cheeks and Y/N holding her hands while blushing]

Shinobu : Chuckles You're so cute I could just eat you out ^v^

M!Reader blushing : Hehe... T-Thank you.... but don't you mean "Eat you up" butterfly?

Shinobu : ......

Shinobu : Nope.... ^v^

[Y/N blushes redder]

[Shinobu immediately grabs Y/N's hand and drags him to her room]

[miiiturix]

Woof woof?

[rekino2114]

Could you do something for the fem hashiras x male reader (genderbent males plus mitsuri and shinobu)

Female hashiras x male reader incorrect quotes

Fem!giyuu tomioka:

Shinobu:oh tomioka, are you eating alone again?

Fem!giyuu:........

Shinobu:Of course you are. No one likes you after all

Fem!giyuu:....actually I'm waiting for someone

Shinobu:hm?

Y/n:Hey babe, sorry it took so long, I brought you a bento

Fem!giyuu:oh its alright.....love

Shinobu:.........

Y/n:oh hi Shinobu, do you wanna join us?

Fem!giyuu:Actually, I'd prefer it if we ate alone. It's more.....romantic this way

Y/n:sure thing

Fem!kyojuro rengoku:

Y/n:.......Kyoka is this really necessary?

[Shows fem!rengoku hugging you from behind]

Fem!rengoku:of course, it's getting cold and i'd hate for you to get sick

Y/n:......I'm alright though

Fem!rengoku:nonsense, my dear. As your girlfriend and the flame hashira, it's my duty and pleasure to warm you up

Y/n:.....I guess I'd be lying if I said this wasn't nice

Fem!tengen uzui:

[Fem!tengen is kabedoning you to the wall]

Fem!tengen:So how is my flashy and handsome husband doing today~

Y/n:amazingly now that my even more flashy and beautiful wife is here~

[You start making out passionately]

Iguro:Can't those two get a room?

Mitsuri: I think it's cute. They're still flirting like it's their first date

Iguro:....But they've been married for 2 years

Mitsuri:That's what makes it extra cute

Shinobu kocho:

Y/n:Hey Shinobu, I've got something for you

Shinobu:oh hi my darling, I wonder what it is

Y/n:Here!

[You pull out a purple flower and slid it over her ear]

Y/n:do you like it?

Shinobu:of course, I love it so much thank you

[She kisses your cheek and starts to leave]

Y/n:hm? Where are you going Shinobu?

Shinobu:Oh, I'm just going to pick some flowers. It's only fair, plus I want us to match

Y/n:Awww, that's so sweet

Shinobu:not as sweet as you my darling

Fem!sanemi shinazugawa:

Fem!sanemi:pfft did you really think you could defeat me? Try again when you're actually strong wimp!

Zenitsu:........

Y/n:ok I'll try sparring with you now

Fem!sanemi:Eh......*blushes* o-ok

[Timeskip]

Fem!sanemi:wow that was pretty good, you're....really strong you know?

Zenitsu:.....HEY IT'S NOT FAIR YOU DEFINITELY LET HIM WIN

[Fem!sanemi glares at zenitsu making him shut up]

Fem!sanemi:So if you uhhh want some more training, I'm always here......ok?

Y/n:Thanks I'll definitely call you then

Fem!sanemi:o-oh I.....I'm glad

Zenitsu:.......is she blushing?

Fem!sanemi:...SHUT UP!

Fem!iguro obanai

Fem!iguro:*sighs* kaburamaru, where are you?

[She sees you playing with her snake]

Y/n:[petting it] awww you're so cute

Fem!iguro:y-y/n?

Y/n:oh sorry obanai, this little guy just slithered over to me, I was gonna return him to you, but he looked adorable, and I got distracted

Fem!iguro:n-no it's fine, I was just surprised, kaburamaru usually always stays with me... I guess he likes you

Y/n:oh I'm honored, I like him too, just like his owner

Fem!iguro:...*blushes* w-what?

Y/n:Here's your snake back

Fem!iguro:o-oh thanks but if you ever wanna see him again.....I guess I wouldn't mind

Mitsuri kanroji

Mitsuri:y/nnnnnnnn

[She tackles you into a hug and makes you fall]

Mitsuri:You're finally back! I missed you soooo much!

Y/n:m-mitsuri....It's hard to breathe

Mitsuri:o-oh sorry, I....was just happy to see you

Y/n:it's fine. That mission was pretty long but I'm back now at least

Mitsuri:Yeah and you have a lot of cuddles to make up for mister!

Y/n:sounds great to me

[anime-fan-05]

can you please do headcanons or a scenario with tanjiro, akaza, kokushibo and male mitsuri and shinobu where reader falls asleep in their arms/against them

Kimetsu no Yaiba ~Falling asleep on them~

Manga/anime: Kimetsu no Yaiba

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

Male Shinobu: 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. Male Mitsuri: 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5.

K. Tanjiro

He'll remain still as soon as he feels your head on his shoulder; to not wake you he'll even try to hold his breath so you don't move an inch!

He'll immediately go into "protective boyfriend mode" and start to concentrate himself on being able to sense if someone is coming close to you to disturb your sleep

In fact, if someone approaches, he'll try to make sure they don't make any noise: if they're Zenitsu or Inosuke, he'll shout at them in a whisper to be quiet; if instead it's someone else, he'll speak much more kindly

At some point, he may even rest his head on yours and doze a little, but his senses will always remain alert to any danger

When you wake up, he'll smile sweetly at you and ask you how you slept ("Well woken up, my love! Did you sleep well?")

K. Shinobu

His mouth will open a little, forming a cute o, after feeling your head fall onto his shoulder

If he's preparing one of his poisons or medicines, he'll make you rest your head on his lap and he'll continue doing what he was doing, occasionally running his hands through your hair and looking at you softly

However, if someone finds you two in that position, he'll be very embarrassed and he'll stutter, looking for excuses to justify your position

Instead, if you're in a public place, without much thought he'll take you as a bride and go to your home to put you in your futon, and he'll lie down next to you

So, when you wake up, you'll find him either sleeping next to you or looking at you lovingly and gently caressing your face or cuddling you

K. Mitsuri

He'll have to hold back the scream he's about to let out to avoid waking you up

Awwwwww, (Y/N)-chan is sleeping on my lap, how cute! It'll be all he can think about

He'll be too tempted to play, squeeze and pull your cheeks, but he won't do so since he doesn't want to wake you up and make you angry because of your sudden awakening

He'll try to stay still, but soon he'll start playing, combing and braiding your hair gently, so as not to wake you, all the while cooing at your cuteness (seriously, anyone who walks by him, if you're in public places, will think he's some weird harasser, but he won't care)

If he's called by his crow for a mission, he'll make an adorable pout, crossing his arms and muttering he doesn't want to get away from you

Kokushibo

He'll probably notice almost immediately you're asleep due to your breath, so he'll take you by the waist and drag you so you'll be sitting comfortably on his lap

That way he can meditate, you can rest comfortably with your head against his shoulder, protected by his body from any danger

He's able to stay in the same position he's in for hours, so he'll stay that way until you wake up, unless Muzan calls him

In fact, if he demands his presence, he'll gently -so as not to wake you up- whisper to you a short apology, pick you up and take you to your home (or to Infinity Castle if you live there), and then he'll go to his lord

If Muzan doesn't call him, instead, when you wake up, you'll find him next to you silently watching over you ("Koku? Did you stay here the whole time?" "Yes...")

Akaza

It'll take him about a minute to process you've fallen asleep on him, but he'll recover to position you better in his arms, with his face very slightly flushed

He'll be so happy for your gesture because you'll be showing yourself to him in one of the most vulnerable human moments, and for him that's a great proof of trust

He'll look at your beautiful sleeping face and think about you two, wondering how someone like him ended up engaged to you, until you wake up

He'll pray and plead with all the deities he can think of not to be summoned by Muzan for a mission or a meeting with the other Kizuki (Demon Moons), so that you won't have to wake up

In fact, he'll want that moment of peace to last as long as possible

If you didn't know, futon is the traditional mattress of Japanese culture; it's entirely made of cotton, rigid, thin and rollable. Until the 1900s, the Japanese slept there instead of in bed.

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[jesterthestar]

☆ | author's note : I KNOW THIS WAS WIRTTEN LIKE A MILLION TIMES , but in my opinion shinobu is the most interesting to look over and i think she has alot of options and opinions soo. Anw im getting bored of my current layout , so maybe remake to another character ?? The poll will be after the said hc's. I hope you enjoy this piece !! <33

. . warnings ★ : MINORS DO NOT INTERACT nsfw under the cut ; two versions : for male and female readers ; oral sex ( both reader and char receiving ) ; anal sex ; masturbation ; somnophilia ; drugging ; fingering ; not proofread.

𔓕   ..     ┊    Afab reader !

When with a female reader she is probably a switch with a lean towards a dom. Sometimes she wants to watch your frame shaking from the overstimulation shes given you and sometimes she wants to a strap deep inside of her pussy.

Shinobu has a fair share of knowledge on how to pleasure a body of a female first of all because of her medical expiriance and second of all actually trying masturbation on herself in many different ways.

Shower heads , pillow humping , edging and much more and she is going to use it on your mercilessly when you have sex.

But it will be pretty hard to get.

Shinobu sees sex as something to show emotions and love for their partner so doesn't do it from just lust , in fact it's hard to turn her on in ordinary life so you'll have to beg and basically degrade yourself in front of her , so she'll finally understand that you can't deal with the ache. Which leads up to one of her kinks !

She like watching you trying to even muster a word as you're on the floor by her while she's doing anything , legs spread , arms tied behind your back and you're on the verge of tears. You're absolutely exposed and shinobu is not willing to cooperate.

BEST SCENARIO OUT OF EVERYTHING SHE MIGHT DO TBH.

Something i think she'd practice is drugging , though only if you give her permission. She finds something attractive in you waking up because of the immense pleasure that she is serving you, watching your cunt spasm around her fingers while you're sleepish face frowns snd whines from her , slowly but surely waking up.

I feel like she isn't really into anal if her partner is a woman, she might do it if you insist or really want to try if you like it or not. To her it's unsafe and unlike males you have a hole made for it.

But if you do she is really gentle and careful.

As mentioned previously you two rarely have sex, but if you do , oh boy , you'll be fucked or fucking her hours on end.

She likes eating you out. Softly massaging your clit , her tongue gliding against your folds. She holds one of your hands to give you some sort of support.

Would do again. 10/10

𔓕   ..     ┊    Amab reader !

I feel like she'd be a power bottom or a dom.

Something about her being so small and yet making you wonce and tremble makes her even more turned on.

Doesn't like 69 , so ya'll give oral tp each other seperatly.

Shinobu doesn't suck you off much , because again she is small and has a gag reflex, so she likes giving you small kitten licks more than actually taking your whole dick into her mouth. Likes tasting the salty beads of precum on your cockhead.

Probably edges you before plopping herself onto your dick and fucking borh you and herself until her brain is numb and dead.

( im sorry i didn't have much ideas for this . )

@P1ERROST4R ON TUMBLR. Do not repost / translate / copy my work.

[acim-ed-ortsac]

Butterfly Kick (Shinobu! Male! Reader x Blue Lock)

You knew you were shorter than the other football players in this room, not as strong as them, and admittedly your face was considered cute. But one thing you can rely on is your speed and agility. As you stood amongst the sea of around 300 other boys in this building, you waited for the person who summoned you here. You noted well-known figures here such as the genius speedster, Chigiri Hyouma, whom you heard of in middle school. Another guy was the heir of the Mikage Corporations, Mikage Reo, which intrigued you since you hadn’t heard of him playing football.

Adjusting the strap of your gym bag, your eyes went around the room some more before the screen at the very front flickered to life. A bespectacled man who looked unhealthily thin with bowl-cut hair greeted you, “ Greetings, diamonds in the rough,” were his first words. His dark blank wide eyes stared down at you as if you were mortals and he was a god. In a way, maybe he is in this situation.

His speech at first brought chaos and irritation, followed by fear at the prospect of removing their chance at the U-20 team. You had internally scoffed at that. Especially when ‘Japan's Jewel’ had protested against the man who calls himself Ego Jinpaichi ideologies. But you, you saw some truth in them. You weren’t ignorant or unaware of the flaws in Japan’s philosophy, ‘All for one and one for all’. Teamwork is nice but it’s useless if no fruits are being born or progress amongst the individuals themselves.

A team is not only a group of people who work together, but people who can bring out the best in each other, and who can compete and climb to the top. People who have a certain self-importance, an ego the bespectacled man had emphasized.

When the first boy ran towards the opportunity to improve and make it to the top, the others followed behind. You ran forward because you wanted to see what this program is all about, and you wanted to use it for your benefit.

“You can’t become the world's best striker unless you become the world’s best egoist.” Ego Jinpaichi had said in his speech.

When the others would grit, grumble, and protest, your sweet smile which you had worn for years now had a meaning under it. Something fiery and hungry.

After the blue buses brought you to the facility, you were given a number along with a letter before being directed to the building you were assigned to. You had changed into the suit you were given before finding your room, which was a W. It took you a while, but you managed to find it, opening the door.

In it were other boys besides you, around 10 to 12. And they were infuriatingly taller than you as well. You felt a muscle twitch as you kept your smile, “Hello, how are you? I’m Kocho Shinobu, nice to meet you.”

The boys have taken your introduction well as one came up to you, with a smile. From there, it was easy to befriend the other guys in the room, which came to blow when Ego appeared on the screen and announced a game of tag; the loser would be kicked off of the program and never play for the National team ever.

From there, it was a war of desperation.

You mostly stood to the side, dodging when others would target you, which was often. You knew it was because they underestimated your short stature and weak-looking body, but it was easy to prove them wrong when you quickly dodged any strike aimed at you. And the few moments you were hit, you quickly kicked back at them. When the timer was up, one exited the room, bawling his eyes out.

You didn’t even know his name. 

Then Ego announced the First Selection, where your team will be facing off against four other teams in your building. Which builds up anticipation and distress at the prospect of losing and going home. For now, it was the Athletic tests.

You were confident in your speed and endurance, but weightlifting was something you were sure to suck at. 

You glanced at your rank as you wiped off the sweat from your forehead, ignoring the sounds of boys training. You’ll need to do better if you want to stay and make it to the national level.

The food that you ate was decent, but you couldn’t deny how appetizing the others were. Your eyes glanced at the other players who were participating in this program while you partake in conversation with your teammates. You noticed some peculiar ones such as a blonde with dyed ends that rise up aside from to locks at his front that go down. He has dark skin, not as dark as the people from the African continent but close.

Another one is a dark-haired boy with cyan eyes and underlashes, a loner type with a powerful aura.

Then there’s one with long hair and another one with a bulky build.

Sadly, they were taller than you by a lot. You internally grit at this, ‘I’m possibly the shortest one in this program, aren’t I?’

Your teammates were oblivious to your annoyance when you went back to conversing with them with a smile.

The first few matches were…uneventful. You weren’t sure if it was just because they were lower than you or what, but the first match was chaos and a mess. You could’ve just stayed at the side, but you had gotten fed up when your teammates refused to work together despite your insistence.

Which made you decide to do it yourself.

Kicking off from your place at the side, your feet ran past your teammates and the enemy before getting the ball from them. Everything was a blur for you as your eyes were dead-center at the goal, a sense of belonging and fire as you pulled your foot back before kicking the ball past the goalie and straight into the net.

And in that moment, you knew you started a chain reaction.

From there your teammates had found themselves the motivation to help you score, which in turn finally made you work with them like a team. You suppose this was what Ego meant by ‘Ground Zero’, by playing without roles there will be chaos and disorder until there will be a 'protagonist’ to shine the light and guide the way to victory.

Your smile became sharper at the idea.

The next match was kinda boring as there was no challenge, opting to stay at the side and let your teammates have their chance at scoring. The match after that was against the team with the boy with blonde wild hair pink ends, and dark skin. Now that you got a good look at him, you noticed how he has pink eyes and a sort of…unique would be putting it lightly but deranged would be too much…He had a very interesting smile.

The match started off and the ball was in possession of one of your teammates, which was stolen by the blonde. None of your teammates could stop him, ending him in scoring.

Your interest piqued, deciding to enter the game. In the second round, your teammate passed the ball to you, leading you to run like the wind. You avoided the opposing team members with ease, feet light and body airy like a butterfly. What surprised you was the blonde that caught up to you.

“You’re pretty fast, for a shorty.” he grinned.

You felt a muscle twitch in irritation as you smiled at him with closed eyes “Am I? Well then,”  When you opened them, you made sure to express every irritation and ire that you felt in what humans call ‘The Windows of the Soul’. “I do hope you can keep up.”

With a kick, you sped through the field with speed that for others broke the sound barrier. Your legs pumped with anger, the ball bracing against your swift yet aggressive kicks when in your control. Your vision narrowed at one thing: the goal. It was in sight, and you knew you had this one when you pulled your leg back and shot the ball into the net.

The whistle blew at your goal.

Satisfaction took the cake, as you smiled while your team yelled in euphoria at the scored point. Then a blonde slammed that satisfaction down when he threw his arm over your shoulder—even more so when he leaned over to accommodate your height and smiled at you like he was teasing!

“I like you, Butterfly-kun.” The blonde said. “The name’s Shidou Ryusei, can I get your number?”

Your eye twitched before you shrugged off his arm, “Ara, Shidou-san is quite friendly. But I say that you are quite bold to ask me for my number—

—When you haven’t scored yet.”

Shidou’s smile became wider, “Like to hide behind a smile, huh? Bet I can break it out of you.”

”I don’t know what you mean.” you replied before returning to your team.

After enduring tests, challenges, and obstacles, you found yourself being one of the few players left in Blue Lock. Sadly, Kunigami seemed to have been eliminated. And just as you were reacquainted with each other again. However, the boy with blue eyes seemed interesting enough.

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I had this in my google docs for a while now and just wanted to get this out there.

I also use the second person pov since it was easier to write.

[x-hotoke]

HASHIRAS

The sound of his own breathing, and the crunching sound of dried leaves under his feet as he strolled around the forest. It was a habit of his that he couldn't change. How can he?

He remembers the snowy path, he and his mother used to walk on their way back to their cozy home. Oh how he wished he could turn back time.

The time where he would lay his head against his mother's chest while she sang a lullaby until he fell asleep.

Y/n looks up, blowing a strand of his hair that fell infront of his face to the side. He held his finger out as his kusagai crow; Nana, perched on it.

“caw! Urgent hashira meeting, caw!” She cooed out, flying onto his shoulder to rub her head in his hair which tickled him.

Y/n pets Nana gently. “It’s not too far from here..” He hummed out, continuing to walk as his haori flowed against the wind.

A few hours later he arrived, much to his wishes—he was late per usual.

“The Thunder Hashira has arrived.” One of Ubuyashiki’s daughters spoke, her smile unwavering as she continued to look forward.

“It’s nice for you to join us, my child.” Kagaya softly said, smiling. Y/n couldn't tell if he was being sincere or sarcastic but leaned more on sincere. He nodded his head as he kneeled beside Giyuu who was at the far left.

Y/n's gaze wanders to the burgundy haired boy who was laying on the ground with Iguro’s elbow on his back, he clicked his tongue—watching Shinazugawa flaunt his wound to a girl with a bamboo covering her mouth.

“Tomioka-san, do you mind filling me in on what's going on?” Y/n glances at the male beside him who froze. Giyuu turned his head slightly in his direction but his gaze remained on the ground.

Y/n looks at him dumbfounded and slightly embarrassed, sighing but remained quiet—watching the unfolding scene infront of him. He turned his attention back to the boy who struggled to breathe. “Obanai-san, let the boy breathe.” He said loudly, trying to capture the Serpent Hashira’s attention to no avail.

The two colored eye male simply ignored him. Y/n could feel blood rushing up in his face.

“Iguro-san, you're being too rough. Ease up a bit will you?” Shinobu chimed in, her purple dull eyes looking at the two.

“I’m only doing this because he's trying to escape.” He reasoned, adding more force which made the boy gasp in pain.

"Tanjiro, if you use any breathing techniques while your lungs are squeezed, it will force your veins to burst.” Shinobu said, her face didn't show any emotion nor expression at all.

Y/n hummed, tanjiro? So that's what his name was. He missed half of the meeting much to his dismay because he wanted to take the longer route to ease his mind. His attention adverted back to the demon girl and shinazugawa that was under the shade.

This was clearly more interesting.

It was clear that she was struggling, the saliva running down her chin was clear evidence. Her brows were furrowed, an angered and hungry expression on her face. Who wouldn't be angry tho? Being stabbed multiple times.. ouch.

Y/n watches as she balled her hands into fists. He can hear Shinazugawa laughing as if to taunt the girl. He perked up hearing something being ripped up, his gaze went back to Tanjiro and Iguro who seemed surprised.

Giyuu isn't beside him anymore. Y/n looks at the spot confused, tilting his head to the side.

Tanjiro runs up to the engawa, holding the edge tightly as he shouts her name. “Nezuko!”

Y/n stands up and slowly approaches tanjiro, placing a hand on his shoulder which the boy flinched in return. “You're making your case more difficult to defend, Tanjiro-kun..” he whispered.

“Who are you?.. wait- nezuko!” Tanjiro sputtered out confused before turning his attention back to his sister who growled at sanemi—in response to his taunting, she looks off to the side with her eyes closed which shocked the wind hashira and the rest.

Y/n hears the boy beside him let out a sigh of relief, he watches as his tense shoulders relax as he continued to stare at Nezuko.

“tell me what happened.” Kagaya asked.

“The demon girl is resisting by turning away. Although she was stabbed thrice by Lord Shinazugawa and even though there's a bloodied arm in front of her, the demon girl still refuses to bite him.”

“So we have sufficient evidence that Nezuko won't attack humans. Tanjiro.. Even so, there will be people who remain suspicious of Nezuko.” Kagaya said softly.

He smiled. “Before I continue.. I value each and one of your opinions. That being said Y/n—care to give yours?”

Y/n hums, closing his eyes. “Forgive me, Oyakata-sama. I don't exactly know what's going on.” he answered, brushing his hand off tanjiro's shoulder. “But what I do know is, that girl—nezuko—is a demon from the looks of it and this young gentleman is somewhat related to her, correct me if I'm wrong.” he added.

Kagaya smiled. “You've been observing.. as always.” he chuckles, looking down in front of him. Even though he can't see, he knew Y/n like the back of his hand—being the one to take him in and let him join the demon slayer corps.

“then again.. I don't doubt master's choice in any matter.” Y/n shook his head. “it's proven—right infront of our very eyes—that the girl won't attack humans. I do wish that the boy and his sister live.” He said before walking back to the line of hashiras.

Tanjiro looks at him tear eyed, a look of appreciation he was holding. “Thank you, Y/n.” Kagaya cleared his throat before turning his attention back to the burgundy haired boy.

“You have to back it up with evidence. From now on, tanjiro and nezuko will fight and contribute to the cause as members of the Demon Slayer Corps.”

A small smile formed on y/n's mouth.

He was sure that things will get more interesting now that tanjiro and nezuko is here.

sorry, i was gone for quite some time but here you go!

[bgunphoenix]

𝕿𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 ⌞𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛⌝

This is a more relaxed chapter after all that chaos at the mugen train! 

While it is shorter than the last one I hope you all like it  (｡T ω T｡)

Wattpad Chapter

Last Chapter

TANJIRO’S POV

When the kakushi arrived, I could smell the fear reeking off of them, like they had never seen someone injured like that. Rengoku stayed by his side till the kakushi ran towards the butterfly manor at an incredible speed.

“Do not worry Kamado boy! Y/n is going to be fine, the kakushi will make sure of it!” Rengoku walked back to us but his hands were trembling, like he was almost saying it to himself and not us…

“Rengoku-san! He will be fine, I know it!” I hope so…

3rd PERSON POV

“TANJIRO!” Zenitsu ran to his friend and tackled him to the ground “I ALREADY HELPED NEZUKO BUT I WAS SO SCARED!”

“I WANT TO TACKLE MONJIRO TO THE GROUND” Inosuke joined the pile on the dirt while Tanjiro laid there, almost passed out

“How’s your injury doing, young Kamado?” Rengoku pulled Tanjiro out of the pile and checked on him “I believe you also need to leave for the butterfly manor, you should have it checked!”

“Oh, thank you Rengoku-san! I will!” Tanjiro nodded as he went to check on the box where his sister rested. “You must be tired Nezuko, you did a great job back there” He could smell the tiredness of his sister, she had done an excellent job along with Zenitsu back in the train.

Tanjiro tried to grab the box but the sharp pain on his side stopped him, he was still injured after all, Zenitsu and Kyojuro approached him from the back while the kakushi helped people all around them “Young Kamado, do not strain yourself, I will help to carry your sister’s box while Agatsuma helps you! He told me about her actions and how she helped the passengers!”

As Rengoku placed the box on his back, Zenitsu grabbed Tanjiro and carried him on his back. “I believe in your little sister, I accept her as a member of the demon slayer corps, while I was making my way towards the front of the train, I saw her bleeding as she protected the people inside of the train, Anyone who risks their lives to save humans from demons is a rightful member of the demon slayer corps, no other opinion matters!”

Tanjiro’s eyes drowned in tears as he hugged Zenitsu “Thank you Rengoku-san! I’m in debt with you!”, “Tanjiro! Stop choking me or I’ll drop you!” Zenitsu’s face was almost purple while saying that.

Inosuke ran up to them while holding what was left of a katana “HEY! YOU MASKED PEOPLE DROPPED THIS!” He stopped next to Kyojuro and extended his hand, on it was a Tsuba, a butterfly one reinforced with gold along the edges “It’s from the weapon of the fox! He seemed like he cared about it so I grabbed it when the masked people left it behind!”

Zenitsu approached while Tanjiro looked at the object, it was the tsuba of L/n’s katana, it looked like a butterfly. He had seen a similar one but he couldn’t remember where…

“Keep it with you till we reach the butterfly manor, then we can leave it by his bedside, well done boar boy!” Rengoku head patted Inosuke and kept walking while looking at the tsuba ‘I have seen a similar one, it was the pin that Kocho’s sister used to wear, I wonder if it’s a coincidence!’

Aoi was sitting on the engawa with Kanao, they were relaxing after saying goodbye to all the demon slayers who had gone back to their missions, Sumi, Kiyo and Naho were playing with a temari on the patio, Shinobu was in her office working on various medicines, it seemed like a peaceful day for them, not a single slayer needed tending nor any of them had any chores to do.

“MISS SHINOBU, WE BRING YOU A PATIENT, PLEASE HELP US!” At least three kakushi had shouted when Aoi and Kanao rushed to see what was happening, Shinobu catched up to them and told them to prepare the surgery room.

‘Did Tanjiro and his friends get injured while on mission?, this guys never lear-’ Aoi saw a body covered by a sheet, the kakushi were covered in blood while helping the man on the stretcher, Shinobu was already helping him while Kanao was stopping the bleeding on one of his legs.

“Aoi! I need you to bring me anaesthetic now! Bring new towels and gloves!” Aoi nodded and ran to get what Shinobu asked for, the kakushi were assisting the two slayers as they tried to save Y/n’s life.

KYOJURO’S POV

When we arrived to the butterfly manor, I was told to put Kamado Nezuko’s box on a room with no windows for the kakushi to take care of her, Agatsuma and Hashibira were put in a different room for a minor check up while Kamado and me were on the same room being attended by the kakushi 

“Pardon me, Goto-san but have you heard anything about a man that came before us? deeply wounded?” Tanjiro was talking to one of the kakushi that were attending him.

“Him? He’s still in surgery with Kocho-sama, her tsuguko and the rest of the medical staff, apparently he is in bad condition, the other kakushi that have seen him have told me that is a miracle that the man is alive, with so much blood loss” Goto looked at the bandages on Kamado’s abdomen and placed the tray with medical supplies on the nearby table.

He’s still in surgery 3 hours later, the uppermoon said something about broken bones and ribs, but he still fought as if it didn’t happen. Was it really that bad?

 ‘You have more than 10 ribs broken, the muscles on your left leg are torn to shreds, your left arm is sprained, you are bleeding internally, all of that is irreparable’

I still remember looking at him while he fought, it was like staring at a god surrounded by light, I was paralysed by how radiant he looked, I couldn’t even help him while he was coughing his own blood, what kind of Hashira am I?

“Rengoku-san? Is something on your mind?” Young Kamado was looking at me with a concerned expression, was he able to read me based on my face?

“No! Do not fret yourself Young Kamado” I had to quickly change the topic because it looked like he was about to ask again “You were talking about a dance that your father used to perform, perhaps it is mentioned on the Flame Hashira records! I still maintain my offer about becoming my apprentice, we can go to my state and train while we look for it!”

That seemed to work, Kamado rested on his bed while I looked at the roof of the room, I should have helped him while he fought that upper moon, I’m in debt for his help on the mission, that still leaves room for questioning, he’s not a demon slayer but he wields a nichirin weapon with ease, at the level of a hashira nonetheless.

3rd PERSON POV

It took Shinobu and her assistants 5 hours of surgery to stabilise Y/n, as soon as the surgery ended they moved him to a private room on the west wing of the state, and the kakushi on duty cleaned the operation room while everyone rested, The insect hashira told her assistants that Y/n probably wouldn’t wake up in the foreseeable future, the blood loss would have killed anyone else but that was what intrigued the hashira.

Shinobu looked at the blood sample under her microscope ‘This is most certainly interesting, the red cell count on all the samples I’ve analysed are off the charts, maybe it’s because of a disease or a disorder but I would need to ask him for information’

On the records of the demon slayers that she had there wasn’t a single mention of the man she just performed surgery on. He wasn’t a demon slayer yet the kakushi had told her he had held his ground against an upper moon.

‘I should call Tanjiro and his friends to hear what they know about him, Rengoku as well’ Shinobu placed the rest of the blood samples on a high shelf and went to walk to the young demon slayers.

With a swift movement, a raven snuck on the room to take the blood samples the hashira had taken, ‘Heika-sama had ordered to retrieve any possession of master L/n from this state’ 

Miroku grabbed the little bottles with his claws and snuck off to the general headquarters ‘Master L/n is going to need medicine if he wants to wake up soon, I will ask for it once I arrive to the headquarters’

The state became quieter by the minute, Kyojuro had gotten up from his bed and began to walk around in hope of finding Shinobu or her helpers, he needed to know what had happened to Y/n and he was going to find out about him sooner or later.

“Rengoku-san, you should be resting” Shinobu was at the end of the hallway, looking at him with a stern face, she was in her demon slayer uniform, maybe she was preparing for a mission. 

“Kocho-san! I was wondering where is the man who came before us? Is he here?” Kyojuro walked up to her and began to look around, he needed to know what had happened to him, maybe they had sent him to a local hospital, taking into account that he wasn't a demon slayer. 

“I was going to look for you, we have a meeting along with the other hashira, we need to discuss about this man, there is something that doesn’t feel right about this situation” Shinobu held a clipboard and switched the pages as she spoke.

“Then we must be going! I will help you with whatever info I can provide you!” The two hashiras walked to a nearby part of the state, a different small building that served as a meeting place, the rest of the hashiras were supposed to be there already as Shinobu had told Kyojuro, they hadn’t tell anyone else about the meeting, wanting to resolve the issue before telling the master so they wouldn’t burden him.

“Rengoku! How is your injury doing?” Tengen stood up from his seat and walked up to Kyojuro, they began to talk to each other while Shinobu placed the clipboard on the table.

Sanemi sat next to Iguro and they were talking about sword forms. Muichiro was staring into a ginkgo leaf he had picked on his way here. Mitsuri was talking with Gyomei about cats.

And Giyuu sat alone not talking with anyone.

Shinobu sat down and began to talk, everyone fell silent and listened “Recently, a demon had appeared on the mugen train, several slayers were sent to that place and they died so Oyakata-sama sent Rengoku-san along with 3 other slayers, including Tanjiro-kun and his sister, The demon had a sleep related demon art and put everyone to sleep, after he woke up Kamado-san tried to fight the demon and was interrupted and saved by a man, who later slayer the demon and saved Tanjiro-kun and his friends, then a confrontation between an upper moon and the man, who almost dies and was saved by Rengoku-san, is this correct?” Everyone stared into the table as she spoke, an upper moon appeared out of nowhere and almost 200 people died were it not for a random man.

“Indeed! He saved both me and Young Kamado, were it not for him, I’m sure I would have died!” Rengoku stated as happily as he told what had happened with Y/n, but his smile faltered as he remembered how the man fought against the demon, how he, a hashira, felt paralysed and couldn’t do anything, he couldn’t move and fight the demon.

“It was surprising, the moment I first saw him he managed to sneak right behind me” Kyojuro stared at the table as he remembered it, “Someone managed to sneak behind you?” Tengen stared at his friend with wide open eyes “Yes! It was quite surprising! His footsteps didn’t even make a sound!”, “Well! Isn’t he a flashy man?”  Shinobu stared at the pair, they were straying away from the point, it was infuriating for her.

‘Why even bother about how “flashy” he is?, it isn’t what I needed to talk about with them, there is enough people risking their lives already, people who work in the corps; why should more people risk their lives OUTSIDE of it?, it’s already hard enough to cure injured slayers, now I would need to worry about outside “Hunters?” how many people would die while trying to become slayers or hunters, how many innocents would be left without parents or siblings?’

Mitsuri looked at her girlfriend and discreetly squeezed her hand, they had begun dating a few months ago and she knew when Shinobu was concealing her rage, the way her eye twitched and her hands contracted on her palms, white knuckles and empty eyes and sometimes she would rub the fabric of her haori between her fingers.

“Don't worry Shinobu-Chan” 

“That's what we need to talk about, someone who could match an upper moon 3 and we know nothing of? How would he know about the mission and the demon who was present on the train?” Obanai talked coldly, while it was nice that his friend had not died, the situation seemed highly suspicious. 

“Thank you Iguro-san, while I appreciate your comments Uzui-san, the biggest problem in the room is the “hunters” Rengoku-san spoke about, there are not records on the history of the corps about them, there would be come records of people climbing mount Yoko to get scarlet ore, but there are none” Shinobu grabbed a large object covered with cloth, she untied the cord and placed the object on the table, it was what remained of a katana, the part one would grip along with nichirin shards.

“Red? That is the colour of flame techniques, is it not?” Mitsuri tried to grab one of the shards before Sanemi stopped her.

“Do not touch it, those shards are sharp and something doesn’t seem right” Sanemi spoke bitterly at how Mitsuri was so careless about touching stuff. Every hashira stared at the stained cloth, deep red under every part that was placed on it.

“Yes, indeed! Thank you Shinazugawa-san!” Shinobu put gloves on and grabbed the tsuka along with a few shards “This is no regular flame breathing, Rengoku-san do you remember what breathing style that man used?” 

“Yes! I saw him use a breathing technique I never saw before! He called it blood breathing!”

“That coincides with what Kamado-kun and his friends said, this is no ordinary nichirin blade, the tsuka was modified to fit several compartments, one containing wisteria poison, heavily concentrated. The other two had demon blood and the same blood I was able to take from that man, While I don’t understand the purpose of it, I have called a swordsman to review it and tell us what he thinks about it” The insect hashira opened the tsuka to reveal what she was talking about, all empty but the wood was stained in deep crimson and deep purple.

“Blood and poison?, This guy for sure is flamboyant!” Tengen grabbed some of the shards and began to play with them, “Why would his Katana be broken this way? Normally it would break in big pieces, not in small shards! It seems like an explosion took place inside it!” The shards reminded him about his own nichirin fireworks.

“It did explode from what I recall! It was a form of this breathing, he wedged it on the demon’s head and it exploited, I’m not sure how!” Rengoku recalled the fight again as he tried to explain it to his fellow hashira.

“Kamado-kun wasn’t able to smell any gunpowder from it, therefore the explosion would be caused from another substance” Shinobu recollected the shards the other hashira had taken and placed them back on the cloth “I need everyone’s help to look for information about “demon hunters”, anything you can find is useful,  bring it to me by crow if possible”

The hashira nodded and they left the room, Mitsuri stayed back with her girlfriend “is everything OK Shinobu-chan?”

“I will treat you to sakura mochis to relax, let’s go!” Shinobu nodded and left the room along with her girlfriend, not noticing what was left of the katana being taken away by ravens and a crow.                        ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦✦•······················•✦•······················•✦

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Akaza had to remove all nichirin shards stuck within himself manually as a punishment for failing his mission, Muzan took a special interest in the shards and decided to keep them...

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[rainynightmoonlight]

Can I request a Yandere Shinobu x Male reader where she discovers that you stayed at someone else’s healing estate because it was “closer” at the end of your last mission?

I could have helped | Yandere Shinobu x Male Reader

Characters: Shinobu

Summary: Getting help at another estate was not the best idea.

Warnings: Yandere behavior, Gore, Obsessive behavior, manipulation, death, kidnapping

A/n: Im so sorry this is so late! Also sorry if it feels rushed, I'm writing this so late!

The forest was dark, eerie sounds within the trees and sky, there stood a boy struggling to keep his stance. Blood dripped down his s/c skin, shining in the little moonlight that dispersed though the thick leaves. A demon was slowly decaying away in front of his e/c eyes that were slowly losing their shining life. Y/n turned away from the demon that was cursing at him. 

Just as Y/n walked out of the forest, blood trailing behind him, his body gave up on him. He collapsed on the trail that led to the village nearby. Luckily, Y/n was saved by the Kakushi of the Demon Slayer Corp. They sent him to a nearby estate to heal because sending him to a further one could have killed him. However, there was one person who didn’t like this. 

Shinobu’s crow had seen it all happen, as a request of its owner, and flew rabidly to the Butterfly estate. When the update on Y/n had been completed, Shinobu set out to get back her dearest darling. She had sent her crow first, with a message for the injured boy. 

“Go to him and tell him I’ll be there soon.”

With that, Shinobu’s crow swiftly flew into the veil of the night. It took until sunrise for the crow to reach the window of the room Y/n was staying in. Y/n noticed and opened the window, trying his best not to open up the wound he had bandaged. He held out a finger for the crow to jump onto, and guided the bird to where he laid to heal. 

Y/n looked at the crow curiously, not knowing why it was here. He knew it wasn’t his. Y/n gave the crow a look, urging it to share the message it had. The crow propped itself onto his bandaged knee, preparing to speak. 

“I have come from the Butterfly Estate. Ms. Shinobu has asked me to share this message to Y/n L/n. The following is what she instructed me to say. My dearest Y/n, I am so glad you’re safe. I am on my way to see you and make sure you’re healing well! It worries me that you aren’t within my healing care, but worry not, you will be soon.”

For some reason, the message unsettled Y/n, but he nodded to the crow, showing he registered what it just shared. He sent a few meaningless words with the crow. It flew out the window to find its owner. Once it did, it shared the message Y/n had, but Shinobu was too busy travelling as fast as she could. 

The sun had already set, and Shinobu stood in front of the estate that held her dearest love inside. 

Y/n couldn’t sleep, the message Shinobu had left him with stuck in his head. He closed his eyes, trying to decode what it could have meant. In an instant, Y/n shot up, feeling something was off. He heard screaming, and walked slowly to the door. 

Anxiety settled deeply into Y/n, his senses increasing tenfold. His ears picked up even more screaming as he walked out into the hall, calling out to the darkness. No one seemed to come to his calls. Until a figure came out of the shadows. 

Y/n tried to get into a position with his nichirin sword, but it wasn’t with him. He cursed to himself, regretting the negligence at this moment. He felt helpless, and he hated it. Y/n was eased when he noticed that it was a friend of his.  

“Shinobu?”

Y/n fell back, horror gracing every feature. As Shinobu came closer, she was covered in blood. The smell was so overwhelming, he didn’t know what to do. Y/n was just frozen on the floor, staring at his friend, who seemed so unbothered by everything around her. She only walked closer to Y/n. 

“Ah my dear! Did that garbage nurse hurt you more? You look worse than I thought. Here, let me take you to your rightful place and get you all healed up!”

Y/n tried to back away from Shinobu, but she was too quick. She injected Y/n with a sedative that caused the boy to feel so dizzy. Shinobu picked up the boy with ease and brought him to her estate. The only thing in her mind was how much of a bad job the nurse did with her dearest darling.

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

Hi Can I Order Part 2 of the Order of the Groom Which Was Left at the Altar With the Same Perspective as Before Scenario With: Satoru Gojo, Tengen Uzui, Kyojuro Rengoku, Sanemi, Obanai and Mitsuri.

(Hello, thank you for the request and sorry it took a while. I didn’t write Gojo and I added Shinobu so I hope you enjoy this!)

KNY Hashira Comforting the Reader After his Bride Left Him

(Characters Included- Uzui, Shinobu, Rengoku, Sanemi, Obanai, and Mitsuri)

(Warning: Nothing)

Tengen Uzui & Shinobu Kocho

- When they heard about what happened, they were really annoyed at the bride. They made a mental note to check up on you whenever they get a chance.

- They would offer to train with you to keep your mind off of things (let’s say if you’re not a Demon Slayer then they’ll help you train your physical strength or speed)

- When they find out that you think it’s your fault they are quick to keep those thoughts out of your head.

Kyojuro Rengoku & Kanroji Mitsuri

- When they heard the news about the bride cheating on you they felt really sympathetic.

- Whenever they have time, they’ll take you out to eat (or do something else if you’re not very hungry) and you guys would hang out together.

- When you’re feeling like it’s your fault, they will reassure you that it definitely isn’t your fault.

Sanemi Shinazugawa & Iguro Obanai

- When you told them about what happened they were pissed. Not at you but at the bride, how could someone do such a thing.

- They’re not the best at comforting people but they will let you know that they’ll be there for you to listen whenever you need someone to talk to.

- When they find out that you think it’s your fault, they will lecture you saying that it is not your fault.

Masterlist

[trancylovecraft]

(KNY) YANDERE PLATONIC! KOKUSHIBO x SISTER READER: You, Shibou. I, Kokoro (CHAPTER FIVE)

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CHAPTER FIVE: "These explanations are valid. But it should be known if the same day a friend of the desperate hasn't spoken to him with an indifferent tone.."

Mourning is the expression of grief after someone died. There are several types of mourning with an example being Chronic Grief.

Symptoms for this kind of grief can include extreme feelings of hopelessness, A sense of disbelief and a loss of meaning. All of which can lead to severe clinical depression or thoughts of self harm and even suicide.

The song of sparrows and swallows danced through the summer breeze, All sat nestled within the vegetation as they hummed their melody.

The soft sunlight shone down upon the shrine, Giving a blessing of quiet light to the abundance of blossoming flowers nearby. [F/N] blinked once, Trying to figure out whether what she was seeing was a mirage or reality.

Was this the afterlife? It certainly felt like it as the gentle warmth caressed her skin, A calm embrace that pacified her worries. It felt peaceful, Something so tranquil that she couldn't help but melt into the porch she was perched on.

She felt the heat of the wood as she laid against it, Like a firm hand cupping her cheek as she basked in the sunlight. Her worries quickly dissolving into nothing at the touch.

Afterlife.. Why did she mistake her everyday as the Afterlife? How did it even come up in the first place? [F/N] had no idea. She huffed lightly, Only mildly confused as she nuzzled further into the comfort of the timber.

She took a moment to take it all in. The rustle of the leaves, The cicadas in the bushes, The clear sapphire skies looking over her. It was beautiful, A serene little world all to herself, It was paradise.

Life was nice, It was simple and tranquil. She tended to the crops, To the shrine and the wellbeing of the forest. And after she was done with that she could spend her day roaming around with the wildlife, Spending time with her brothers and watching them train.

It was good.

"[F/N]..!"

She heard her name called out to her, And without a second thought or any bodily control [F/N] jolted up from her lying position to look across the courtyard.

"Lying on the porch again? You're gonna get sunburn if you keep doing that.."

[F/N] watched her older brother, Michikatsu, Slowly make his way over to her. He had a single hand on the hilt of his sword while the other was wiping the training sweat from off his brow, A light smile playing on his face as he did.

"Michi-Nii! You're back!" [F/N] exclaimed as she hopped up from the porch, Quickly dusted herself off before running over to him and jumping into his arms so swiftly that it made him stumble back a bit.

"Ah! [F/N], You need to be more careful.. You could of knocked me over." Michikatsu scolded, Yet the warmth playing in both his eyes as he held her up told [F/N] all she needed to know.

"As if! You're too tough for that." [F/N] grinned as she looked down on her older brother.

Michikatsu shook his head lightly

"You really give me too much credit sometimes.." Michikatsu remarked as he brought his gaze away from her, His smile was still there yet [F/N] could see the slight quirk.

She reached over and held his shoulder, The touch bringing him back to his senses as he looked right back at [F/N].

"You don't give yourself enough credit, You're able to train for hours at a time and not even get tired. I'd definetly consider that tough!" [F/N] said, The smile evident in her voice as she said so.

Michikatsu frowned

"I hear you saying things like that all the time to Yorichii, You know? I appreciate your words but.." Michikatsu trailed off from his sentence, The venomous undertone spiking in concentration at the mention of his twin.

[F/N] squeezed his shoulder.

"…But Yori-nii doesn't train for hours at a time, Does he? I mean all my words to him, I really do but if I am being honest.." [F/N] paused as she lowered her voice. "You've got drive to be strong. It's really admirable, You know? Yori-nii may be strong and such but honestly, You have the passion to do it.. It's you who I look up to." [F/N] admitted.

A nervous giggle followed her words, Like she was slightly embarrassed by the fact she was actually able to confess it to him.

Michikatsu seemed shocked as he heard this, The light in his blank eyed stare seemed to spark up like wood to friction as he looked up at his sister. The grip on her grew only a smidge tighter as he smiled.

"You.. You really mean that?" Michikatsu asked.

[F/N] beamed back at him, An expression that almost seemed as warm as the sun as she looked back at him.

"Of course I mean it! You're my-" [F/N] cut herself off suddenly, Her words dying on her tongue. The happy grin slowly dissolving into a puzzled frown.

"[F/N]?" Michikatsu asked as he noticed the grip on his shoulder loosen, Then eventually fall to her side.

"You're my.." [F/N] mumbled. Michikatsu set her down onto the ground, Her feet lightly touching the smoothed dirt as she stood there quietly.

Michikatsu went down onto a single knee to level his eyes with her far-off ones.

"[F/N].. Are you alright?" He asked, Eyes searching for the answer as he watched her brows knit together. Her stare returning to him as her visage contorted into a slightly alarmed expression.

"I.. I don't know.. Who are you?" [F/N] exclaimed, Her stance stumbled back. Her breath growing heavy as she felt the world around her darken, The sun burning so bright before seemed to melt away into a endless black void.

"[F/N]" Her name sounded so distorted when he spoke now, As she looked back at him she could see that it wasn't just the sun that was melting.

It was his face too.

Like melting wax his features turned into sludge. His nose, Eyes and mouth all dripped down and fell into a puddle on the ground, Which started pulling them both in like quicksand.

[F/N] screamed.

She tried to pull away once his molten arm lunged out for hers, Yet she was too slow. His rapidly deteriorating limb locking onto hers, Yanking her forward off her feet and into his grasp.

[F/N] cried even louder, Tears starting to rush out of her ducts as she felt the sludge touch her skin.

He kept making noises as he pulled her in, Strangled and choked wails like he was in pain. Like his vocal chords were mangled and severed inside his throat. [F/N] struggled, She flailed about in his hold. Kicked, Punched, Hit, Anything. Anything at all to get out of the sludge starting to envelop her whole.

It latched onto her legs, Onto her arms and her mid-section. It was like it was desperate, Like it's life depended on bringing her as close as possible.

What was happening? Why was the entire world that seemed so tranquil before turn into a candle wax nightmare? The entire world seemed to follow suit of the monster intent on consuming her, Dripping away and mixing together like a raindrops on a window.

Her screams mixed into the dissolving world too, Sounds combining with the shrill cries of the monster as she felt the nigh-boiling heat of his molten flesh grasp onto her face. [F/N] felt her own skin start to bubble.

Then eventually, She felt herself start to melt.

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Her body jolted like skin to an exposed wire, Eyes shooting open as she gasped for air.

She felt her lungs rapidly expand then decrease, A cold sweat running down her back as she tried to gather her racing thoughts. [F/N]'s body felt like it had been frozen to the touch, Both with the sheer temperature of the chilling room and the stiffness of her unthawed limbs. They felt so numb, The only feeling was the minute aching of her joints so far spread that it was like she hadn't moved in weeks.

What happened? [F/N] gripped the side of her head, A throbbing pain in her frontal lobe pulsated as she groaned in pain. It made it hard to recollect herself, To remember what could of happened.

Her spare hand felt around, Vision still a tad blurry as her fingers met the soft touch of thick fabric.

[F/N] tried to blink away the fuzz in her sight as she continued to feel around, It was the cotton bedding of a futon.

She groaned, Finally piecing together enough parts of the puzzle to come to terms of what happened.

[F/N] had fallen asleep, She had another nightmare.

[F/N] sighed. A tired yet tad annoyed exhale of air escaped her lungs as her body stilled onto the futon like a rolling coin, The soft mattress feeling like delicate silk on her skin as she relaxed.

Her memories, They came back to her like a heeling dog. [F/N] recalled the fight with Uppermoon one, Her fatal injuries, The destruction of her shrine.. She felt her heart jolt at the thought of it.

The walls which sheltered her through thick and thin, The ruined hallways that held such talkative life and the ceilings that housed the injured and maimed.. All destroyed within a single night.

The thought of it disgusted [F/N], During the fight she hadn't thought much of it- The raw adrenaline being a distraction to it's fall. She calmed down rather quickly however.

The fight with the Uppermoon, Her injuries, The shrine's destruction. It wasn't real, It couldn't be.

Because she was currently lying in her bedroom.

It was dark, [F/N] could barely see a foot in front of her due to the poor lack of lighting. Despite it however she could make out the basic shapes of furniture lying within the shadows. The closet, The dresser and the tatami mats lain out were all there, Just like they've always been.

The shoji door's that let in only a crack of periwinkle light, The several statues of worship scattered about, Everything she owned, They were here.

It all must of been a dream, Her bedroom was destroyed along with the rest of the shrine so it was completely impossible to be lying down on her futon right now.

[F/N] felt a low frustration rise in her throat. These nightmares were getting out of hand. It was easier when it was the blizzard, Then she knew what to expect, She knew what she was getting into despite how horrid it would be.

Now? Dreams involving "Uppermoon one", Both the melting flesh and the shrine invasion were so much worse. They changed every time, She had no idea what was coming, Had no preparation at all.

The latter was particularly worse. Mitsuri's face, Her hysterical begging for [F/N] not to go, It burned into her mind like a branding. Not to mention the finality of her death only to wake up and find out it was just a nightmare.

[F/N] thought she finally got it over with, She supposed not however, The shrine was proof of that.

Though these dreams had to be a sign, But of what?

[F/N] stretched her arms slightly, Trying to wear off the numbness in her joints as she tried to haul her upper body into a sitting position, Only to yelp out in pain and fall back into the silky mattress.

A sharp pain feeling appeared in her abdomen once she tried to get up, It felt like a dozen knives stabbing into her, Twisting and turning within her guts.

[F/N] groaned, Her hands reaching down to the point of pain only to come to touch with what felt like bandage dressing.

Her eyes widened, Needing to confirm this information she quickly shoved off the covers protecting her from the cold draft. And sure enough, She was right.

Wrapped tightly yet carefully across her abdomen were thick bandages, Wrapped entirely around the front to her back.

Small splotches of red seemed to stain parts of the dressing, One's that made [F/N]'s jaw drop agape as she peered down at her core.

What.. What does this mean..?

Her dream.. In her dream she was fatally wounded, She had finally died.. All due to deep injury inflicted on her. It had to be a dream though, She was in her shrine of course!

But it was here, The dressing was covering the exact place she had been struck.

[F/N] planted both hands on each side of her and with great effort she slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position, Careful not to trigger the pain.

Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead as she finally sat up. She was simply dressed in an oversized Jinbei, Sleep clothing that seemed too big for her stature yet stayed comfortable draped on it anyways.

She breathed in and out. What was happening? The shrine around her started to seem more distorted than it did before. Furniture seeming bigger or smaller than she remembered, Things misplaced.

All of it just starting to seem.. off.

It was her shrine but.. Something was wrong. Something very wrong. The feeling creeping up her spine didn't help either. An uncomfortable dread climbing up her back and drenching her in sweat, A feeling that felt like she was being watched.

Her open maw snapped shut. Her body growing rigid in place, The eyes like that of a gorgons.

Something was watching her

From her peripherals, She could see six glowing amber eyes were watching her from within the darkness.

They were piercing. Even though she only dared to see through the corners of her vision she could tell how intense their gaze was, How they seemed to be looking right through her, Glaring right into her soul.

She felt her hands start to tremble. Her mouth growing dry as her thoughts felt like they were going a thousand miles per minute, Racing to find a solution.

The eyes.. There eyes were looking at her.. What was she going to do? What could she do?

[F/N] had no time to think as they started to move.

The six glowing points shifted and moved within the shadows like fireflies. [F/N] could only make out the general shape of the being as it morphed within the darkness into what looked like a standing position.

[F/N] didn't need to have another thought, She knew who it was. It was the man from her 'dreams'.

Uppermoon one.

In her dream or at least what she thought was a dream he seemed much less.. Imposing. It's not to say he wasn't, He certainly was but it was easily ignorable due to the heat of the moment and [F/N]'s own desires.

But now as his frightening form emerged from the dark corners, His sinister prescence nigh-radiating from his figure she could only turn her head over in horror to meet his hellish visage staring right back at her.

This was the man from her dreams. The man in the blizzard, This was him.

The image of his open mouth ready to bite down, Body lunging for her. Teeth digging into the flesh of her arm. All of it flashed in her mind in rapid motion. How could she be so stupid to not figure it out?

This was what Inari was warning her about.

"You're awake.." His voice sent a freezing chill through her system, Her heart feeling like it was restarting inside of her chest as her breathing grew ragged.

Her mask. Where was her mask?

[F/N]'s fight or flight activated. Her fighter instincts finally kicking in as her hand shot out to where her mask usually sat, Hidden within her haori.

But she came up empty, Her hand only touching the side of her jinbei.

Her mask was nowhere in sight.

"I've been waiting so long.. For you to awaken.." Uppermoon one rasped. He took careful calculated steps towards her, A steady pace that moved him closer to [F/N] ever so slowly.

What was he going to do to her? She couldn't fight back, Her mask..

She was completely useless without her mask. It was the source of her body strength, The one she was most used to fighting in. Her body now was too frail, Not to mention the large gash in her abdomen.

She was helpless.

The only thing she could do was back away on the futon, Pushing herself as far into the corner as she could. Get as much distance between him and her as she eyed him up and down, Waiting for his next move.

"W-What do you want.. How am I here..?" Her voice was filled with defensive malice, Yet it shook under the weight of the situation. Her terror seeping through it all.

Kokushibo didn't falter in his stride as he approached her. The room was dark, The only thing illuminated was his eyes as he stopped in front of the futon. Staring down at her shrunken form.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at her, His knee's crouching down so he was as close to her level as possible.

[F/N] felt like a sitting duck under him. His hand reached out, Light from his eyes shining off his claws.

She clenched her eyes shut, Not wanting to know wha-

A cold palm touched the side of her cheek, A chilling sensation that felt like dry ice on her skin, So much so that it almost felt a scorching fire.

"Open your eyes.. I want to see them.." He commanded. Out of fear she did what he said and gazed up at him.

She looked upon his face, Her eyes locked onto his that looked down at her with such an odd emotion, Such a strange way his bloodshot eyes seemed so calm. A way that disturbed her down to her very core.

His palm was cupping her cheek, Claws careful not to graze her as his thumb rubbed gently over her skin. Eyes searching for something before a small uncanny smile appeared on his face looking so unnatural on him, Showing off the row of sharp teeth settled in his maw.

"You're here.. You're really here.. The gods have given you back to me after all these centuries.." He mumbled under his breath as his thumb rubbed the outline of her cheekbones.

[F/N] didn't understand, Mind like tangled threads as she spoke out once again.

"W-Where am I.. Why.. W-Why am I alive?" She cried. Tears brimming on the ledge of her eyes as she shied away from his sickening touch, Not for long however as his hand just gripped the side of her face harder, Keeping her in place.

Kokushibo shook his head lightly.

"You are frightened.. It is understandable.. You have woken up with an injury and most assumedly a headache.. I do sincerely apologise for that.. But I ask you to calm down.. You are safe now.." He spoke, His tone trying its best to mimic a comforting tone while [F/N] didn't believe his words for a single second.

She swallowed down the sheer terror in her throat.

"A-Answer me.. W-Why am I here.. Alive?" [F/N] repeated. Kokushibo only caressed the side of her cheek, His face filled up with thought as he began to speak.

"..It is a rather silly question.. Why you are here should already be obvious to you.. And alive..? You are lucky I was able to provide first aid.. Otherwise.." He trailed off, The last of his words going unspoken as his smile dropped.

[F/N] took the chance to speak, A small slither of vigour still left in her as she did.

"It's not obvious at all.. Explain it to me, I-I should be dead.. I should.. Why am I alive, Where am I.. What do you plan on doing with me?" She looked back up at him with the steadiest expression she could muster, One of which he completely ignored in favour of his stare turning.. Miffed.

"You.. You should be aware of why you are here.. Do you not recognise me, Little one?" Kokushibo asked. His demeanour started to shift to a more recognisable aura, Something serious. More dark in the hum of his voice.

"I-I.." She recognised him alright. His face was burned into her vision every time she blinked. Met his eyes every time she slumbered, But judging by the tone of his voice.. That wasn't the right answer.

"No.." [F/N] said, Shaking her head as she watched his frown contort into a scowl. One which she shrunk back into the corner at as he dropped the hand cupping her cheek, Letting it fall to his side.

"I.. No.. You said my name.. You called me by my nickname, The one you always used.. You remember, Don't you?" Kokushibo's voice, The serious tone was still there, Permeating his voice yet the lilt undertone of a pleading man, Desperate and confused radiated within his voice.

[F/N] sharpened her jaw, She had no idea what he was talking about. He spoke as if he knew her, Like she was an old friend yet she couldn't recall ever knowing him.

"I.. I don't know your name.. I-I.. I don't know who you are.." [F/N] replied.

Her words seemed to trigger something within him, His scowl growing more angry as he backed away from the futon. [F/N] watched on as he turned his back to her, His body going completely still, Almost disturbingly so as he just stood there without making a single move.

[F/N] took a deep breath in, One she didn't know she needed as she tried to steady the beating of her drumming heart. The sweat dripped down her face freely, She needed to make a move.

Quietly swinging her legs over the side of the futon she placed them down onto the wooden floorboards, All while eyeing the demon a few feet away from her like an ticking bomb.

[F/N] softly got up from the futon. The pain in her abdomen diluted down, The shock before had caused it to seem worse than it already was. It was bad, But she could work with it, She always had.

She placed another foot down in front of her, The wooden boards were old, She needed to be careful as she quietly circled around him. Trying her best not to alert him to her movements as she went.

[F/N]'s stretched out hand eventually felt the wood of the shoji door, The one letting bioluminescent light through the single crack it made. Feeling around she caught her fingers on the edge.

She carefully slid it open, Though it didn't matter as the careful light illuminating from the other side flooded into the room like a rising sun over a dead night. Snapping Kokushibo out of whatever trance he had been in and jerk his head over to her position.

"You..!"

[F/N] didn't wait to hear what he had to say, Her feet moved for her as she took off into the hallway at the first alarm raised.

She ran throughout the hall barefoot, The sole of her foot feeling the sharp splinters digging into her like porcupine hide as she went. It didn't matter in the slightest though, Not the pain stabbing into her soles or the warped caricature of her shrine's hallways as she sprinted through past the old tapestries and near-ancient support beams.

Is he following me? Where's the exit? Run now, Think later she chided. [F/N] didn't stop for a second to look around or listen out for the possibility of heavy footsteps following her as she went. Her mind was dead-set on escape.

She sharply turned round corners, Fumbled her way through the winding hallways as she finally reached a set of creaked cedar stairs. [F/N] took no time in descending them, Each step slightly bending under her quick motions as she got to the bottom.

Despite the warped mimicry of her shrine, Walls and hallways worn out and minimized, [F/N] could still navigate it with a finesse that left her fast on her feet.

Her internal GPS carried her feet and guided her along. In front of her was the main shrine doors, Two wide cedarwood doorframes with windows that let in a bluish-green light into the shadow blessed pathway.

This was it. She was going to get out, It was only a few more seconds until she reached her salvation. Her exit from this live-nightmare, Such a thought that made her pace quicken. Heart thudding so hard she felt like it would explode.

[F/N] reached out her steady hands, Reaching the door she slammed her hands down and shoved them wide open to where the courtyard should be.

Rushing out int-

[F/N] stride shuddered in its steps. The once determined sprint fizzled out into a walk, Then she stopped completely in her tracks all together.

Her eyes widened, Irises shaking in their sclera as she felt her knees start to wobble.

W-What.. What does this.. Where..

In front of her wasn't the courtyard. No.. It wasn't the courtyard at all.

Standing before her was an infinite sea, An endless dark plane that seemed to stretch on forever. There was no end. Up, Left, Right.. All of it was an infinite expanse in all directions. A fast breeze blew out from nowhere at all, Hitting her face and snapping her out of the horrified trance she was stuck in.

She snapped her head down to the ground she was standing on. What should of been the smooth dirt of the courtyard was instead a wide rickety dock, One that seemed just as endless as the void, Branches of the dock stretching out like tree roots around the shrine connecting and ending seemingly at random.

This.. This couldn't be real… This must be another dream, It had to be! It appeared like a lovecraftian-esque pocket dimension, Nothing from the real world, Nothing from reality at all.

Her palms were clammy. [F/N] took a few wearied steps, Disbelief shown in her eyes as she felt the heel of her foot land on nothing. She yelped out, Quickly backing up onto the dock as she peered over the edge.

It was an aquamarine sea. The one that the dock's structure ventured deep down into the depths of, Blurring out in the faint turquoise glow rising up from the foaming aqua. Gumussevri, The light it emitted being the only source within the infinity surrounding them.

This didn't make sense.. It couldn't.. How could it? [F/N] felt the glimmer of hope extinguish under the seafoam waves of the water below. How could she ever hope to escape..?

[F/N] felt the slow depression of the dock before she heard the footsteps. Heavy, Slow and stoic as she felt the doors behind her shut gently, That being the thing bringing her attention as she turned around.

Kokushibo was only a couple metres away from her. [F/N] felt her eye twitch, That's why he didn't run after her.. That's why he didn't catch her a soon as she stepped foot out of the room.

He knew she had nowhere else to run.

"[F/N].. I am offended.. Why would you try to get away from me..? You.. You must remember me.. You must. You said my name, It's undeniable proof.." He accused, Standing in a complete stance.

His eyes pierced into her like javelins, Sharp and scrutinizing yet it still held that strange quality of desperation. It made her shiver and that in turn made his frown sharpen. How he knew her first name didn't matter to her in that moment, She only opened her mouth ready for a rebuttal.

[F/N] breathed. She had gotten this far.

"I've told you, I don't know your name nor do I know how you know mine. I don't know who you are and I certainly don't know what you want with me.. Whoever you think I am, I am obviously not." [F/N] argued. She bared her teeth, Trying to steady her jaw.

Kokushibo shook his head. He took a single step towards her and in response she took several more back.

"[F/N].. You have been asleep for a few weeks.. I suppose I should of predicted your confusion but.." He paused

"Maybe it's possible that you don't recall.." He muttered. A few weeks?! She had been asleep for several weeks, Assumedly healing under the care of this cold monster standing in front of her acting friendly as it could.

She'd lament over it later though, What mattered was here and now. And right now he was starting to aggravate her.

[F/N] clenched her fist. How stubborn could he be? She didn't know him, Had only seen him as warnings in dreams yet he acted as if they had known each other for decades. He was completely delusional and to spite all the terror she was feeling in this moment, It pissed [F/N] off.

"Then if you do not remember.. Let me refresh your memory, Little one.." Kokushibo said.

"My name is Kokushibo.. I hold the highest rank within the twelve moons, Sitting at Upperrank one.." He started.

"Though.. You should be recognising me as Michikatsu Tsugikuni.. Your older brother.." Kokushibo announced, His eyes staring down onto her, Closely examining her facial expression. Waiting intently for her reaction.

[F/N] stilled. Her body growing rigid as if she was fixed to the dock by nails.

"..I'm sorry.. What?" She asked. Her eyes blinking rapidly as she looked up at him in disbelief.

"..I am your big brother.. And you are my little sister.." He repeated so clearly yet his voice seemed incoherent to her ears. [F/N] swallowed a lump in her throat, If she thought he was delusional before he now looked completely insane to her now.

He was a demon.. An Uppermoon, He must of been hundreds of years old at the very least yet here he was claiming to be her sibling? It didn't add up, He looked at her like she was meant to understand but she couldn't find a single puzzle piece that fit.

"Impossible.. You're hundreds of years old and I have absolutely no older siblings.."

Kokushibo breathed out, The carbon dioxide showing in the chill-raising air as he took another step forward towards her. This time, [F/N] didn't move back.

"Impossible, Yes.. I thought the same thing once I saw you again.. You died near enough five hundred years ago yet there you were.. Bleeding out within the rubble of your desecrated shrine.. For centuries I grieved for you.." He lamented. A sudden pain crossing him as he seemed to recall something deep within him.

He was spouting sheer madness. He was the one who took her here against her own wishes and nursed her back to physical health, It made her heart writhe around inside her and this time she couldn't bite her tongue.

"I-I am not your sister, We are not related in any way… I don't know how goddamn delusional you need to be to think as such! You are a demon, Not my brother.. I want you to piss off and leave me alone, You fucking monster!" [F/N] cried. The terrified tone only an afterthought suddenly grew back into the forefront of her mind as she watched him close.

As soon as the word monster rolled off her tongue his body stilled, His expression going blank as he stared down at her with an unrecognisable expression. It disturbed her right down to her stomach, Even more so when she felt the heat.

"You.. You will not speak to me like that, Little one.." He said through gritted teeth. [F/N] felt her body raise up into that state of flight or fight once more, His soul radiating such a boiling hot heat that [F/N] could feel it in her bones.

It was obvious he was trying to hold back his anger, Yet it spilled out of the brims of his expression. The twitch of his fingers and the glare he gave her, She could tell and it utterly horrified her.

"As your older brother and the last remaining head of our clan.. You will treat me with respect.. It doesn't matter if you're confused or have.. forgotten entirely.. You address me in proper honorifics like a good younger sister should." Kokushibo hissed. Venom near dripping off every word as he started approaching her trembling form.

His footsteps were slow, Drawing out every step as he finally loomed over her. Shadow cast over him as [F/N] looked up at him, Body aching for her to run.

Whatever façade of cold comfort he put up was completely shattered now, His eyes brimming with malice and his fingers itching the reach for the hilt of his sword. Itching to strike her down.

"I've been praying for this day for centuries.. For the wish that you would come back to me.. You said you would never leave me again, And I fully intend to hold you to your promise.. You cannot run.. So come back here now and I will forget this little mistake.. If you do not, I assure your time here will be much more.. Nightmarish.." He commanded lowly. Slowly moving towards her

"..No matter how far you go I will always be right behind you.. You will not escape me."

But that didn't mean she wasn't willing to try.

Her legs moved before she could comprehend she was. Quickly turning around and sprinting off down the dock in her nightwear and splotched dressing as she cried out in sheer utter helplessness.

Kokushibo paused as he watched her go. He didn't bother run after her, He knew she wouldn't get far.

As [F/N] carefully navigated throughout the labyrinth of docks she could hear his quiet voice call after her, Echoing through the void and seeping through her as she ran.

"Tire yourself out all you want.. Run as long and as far as you like but you will never be able to leave me.. Not again. When you come back.. Do not expect to be treated with such affection that I have offered you thus far.. Not until you stop with this stupid rebellious phase of yours.."

Though [F/N] could barely hear him, As his silhouette shrunk further and further into the vastness of the void.

All until he disappeared completely

☆♡☆

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Three soft and precise knocks hit against the thin cut of the rosewood door.

Sounds of quiet shuffling could be heard from within the house, Settling of cups and screeching of chairs as footsteps started to move their way over to the closed entrance.

The door slid open only a peep, Only enough for the weathered face of a middle-aged man to careen his head over to get a good look out past it.

"Hello..?"

"Hello there!" A polite and cheery voice spoke out to him, One that sounded exaggerated and overly-friendly compared to his quiet yet cordial tone. The girl the voice belonged to smiled lightly and clasped her hands together.

"My name is Shinobu Kocho from the Demon Slayer Corps, If I am not mistaken.. This is the Kanroji household is it not?" Shinobu asked. Glassy orchid eyes staring into the ones of the older mans, His own softened at her introduction as he nodded.

"Ah.. Yes. You two must be my daughter's colleague's." He said. The slightly cracked open door slid ajar, His shoulders softening and a small welcoming smile grew onto his aged face as he looked at the two slayers.

Shinobu, A woman of short stature similar to that of a mantis. She held an eternal far off gaze that seemed clouded with the salesman smile plastered onto her face like concrete. Her butterfly haori and short tied hair danced in the wind as he looked over at the other man behind her.

"Greetings.." Was all the other slayer said as he lightly bowed down to him.

Despite being taller than his colleague, He was still rather short. He had a mop of choppy black hair that looked overgrown as it covered his shadowed his face well, That and along with the bandages he used as a mask made his features nigh hidden. The only thing peeking out from over the mask was mismatched eyes.

"Ah, You must have more manners then that!" Shinobu exclaimed lightly as she giggled it off.

"I apologise for my friend here.. This is my co-worker Iguro Obanai. And yes, We're here to see Mitsuri-chan about recent events I'm sure you've been informed of?" Shinobu inquired, Tilting her head to the side while Obanai muttered something under his breath and swept his head to the side.

Mr. Kanroji nodded, His smile only dropping an inch.

"Yes.. I'm aware. You two better come in then." He nodded as he stepped a side, Raising an arm to welcome them into his abode. Shinobu smiled and thanked him as she made her way inside, Iguro following closely behind her as they entered the livingroom.

It was a cosy little room, It was homely and warm yet had enough room for a large family to move around in comfortably. It was beautifully decorated, Clean-cut furniture and masterfully painted moving doors.

It was a rather large family home, The inner walls of the house being compiled of entirely open shoji-doors revealing the wide open plan of the entire building.

"It's a nice home you have.." Iguro muttered as he made his way to the middle of the room.

"Thank you. Me and my wife are both rather house-proud.." He chuckled lightly "It's been easier to take care of since the little ones have grown bigger and gotten much more responsible. I love them all, But do they make mess I'd tell you.."

Shinobu airily laughed along with him.

"Yes! I have a few little girls who I provide for back home with me, Children are quite troublemakers aren't they?" Shinobu replied as she turned to the man.

"Aha! Isn't that the truth.." He smiled. "Though unfortunately we aren't here to talk about our kids.."

"No, Unfortunately not." Iguro confirmed, Nodding his head lightly as he started talking.

"It's about The Shrine Invasion Incident that occurred a few weeks ago, We're here to talk to Mitsuri-san about what happened when she was there and get her statement. About both the demon that attacked and the.. Casualties" Iguro explained.

Mr. Kanroji sighed.

"Yes. You're referring to [F/N], Right?" He asked.

Shinobu nodded.

"Correct. I understand that [F/N] was very close to Mitsuri-chan.. That and along with Fujimori-san of course." She said. As she did she slid a quick wink over to Mr. Kanroji and subtly signalled towards Iguro, Who didn't notice a thing.

Mr. Kanroji paused before nodding back.

"Right. Come, We can discuss this while we walk" He said. Beckoning them with his hand and turning his back and starting to walk at a leisurely pace out of the livingroom. Both slayers nodded and followed after him.

"So, Can you recall what happened when she came home?" Shinobu asked him as she trailed behind.

"Yes. It was in the early morning.. Both me and my wife were barely awake when we heard the banging on the door. When we opened it she just ran into my arms, She was hysterical and we could barely make a word out of what happened.. It was a painful sight to see.." He explained, Shaking his head.

"Ah.. I see" Shinobu said. "I'm aware that you and your wife were also quite familiar with [F/N]?"

Mr. Kanroji smiled once again yet it held none of that bright attitude he had before, It was instead blocked by a dark cloud hanging over him like a noose.

"Right.. Mitsuri and [F/N] were basically inseparable back when they were young, So much so that she was over at our place most of the time. [F/N] didn't have the best home life you see, Not that she had much of one to begin with but.. She stayed over so often, Helped out with chores and played with the younger kids so much that at points I even considered her my own. And I'm pretty sure my wife did too" Mr. Kanroji tried to play off the sombre undertone in his voice with a light-hearted giggle, Yet it was futile under the heaviness of his bleak voice.

"It was horrible when the news came to light. We both were broken up by her.. Choice of actions. But Mitsuri.. She just.. She just broke down entirely." He said. Shinobu's eyes narrowed in confusion.

Choice of actions, What he meant alluded her.

Before she could question it however he stopped at a closed door, A rarity amongst the open ones spread about the walls of the house. He turned around and looked at them with a serious expression.

"Alright then, This is it." He started as he looked down at the both of them

"Please, When you go in try to be gentle when speaking with her. Don't try to overwhelm her or make any sudden noises.. She's not in the best mental state right now." He said quietly, Nigh-whisper as he waited for their answer.

"Understood." They both said in unison.

Mr. Kanroji nodded before turning back to the door.

Raising a single fist he lightly knocked at the paper shoji door. He smiled a best as he could as he spoke.

"Pumpkin? Are you awake..?" He called out.

…

There was no answer.

Iguro shifted around uncomfortably in his stance. Mitsuri Kanroji, The woman he loved and cared for.. She wasn't anything like this. He knew her well. He knew she loved to eat, He knew the way her lip quirked when she was confused and he certainly knew she was a light sleeper.

Anything could wake her. A sneeze or the drop of a pin, Anything at all. And it was certain that she would definetly wake at the light knock on her door. For her not to answer was concerning at best. Mr. Kanroji tried once more.

"Your friends from work are here to see you.. It's about a few weeks ago.." He called out once more though this time you could hear the audible shake in his speech.

…

"Come in.."

A weak voice called out from behind the door, It was so quiet that you could barely hear it. Both Shinobu and Iguro took a glance at each other before Mr. Kanroji grabbed onto the handle and slowly slid the door open.

It was dark. That was the first thought that entered their heads as they finally saw the inside to the room, Their sole source of vision being the new light from the other side flooding in only a crack to reveal only the bare shapes of furniture inside.

"I'll leave you two to it.." Mr. Kanroji whispered as he stood behind the open door, Nodding towards the room.

"Thank you.." Shinobu replied lowly as she took the first few steps in, Iguro following closely behind as she slowly entered the abyss that was Mitsuri's room.

From what they could make out, It looked more like a guest room than it did an actual room. The source of light was the window which was meant to be open, Instead it was locked and bolted shut tight leaving their environment hard to navigate.

CLANK!

Iguro's foot hit against something on the floor, Looking down he gagged slightly.

It was a small plate of food. It looked to be a normal meal consisting of pork cutlets and a side of omurice. Though on closer inspection Iguro spied the signs of mould starting to gather up on the meat from most likely a day or two, It hadn't been touched at all.

Iguro swallowed down his bubbling concerns and tried to ignore the smell as he stepped around it.

Both Shinobu and Iguro moved towards the centrepiece of the room of which being a large futon. Growing closer they could see the shapes of several duvets and pillows scattered amongst it, Reminiscent of a crows nest from the built up barrier around the lump poking out from under one of the duvets.

Shinobu kept up her smile, Though as she moved it started to look more strained and forced like one you'd see on an advertisement or billboard.

They finally reached the futon. Both Shinobu and Iguro shuffled around the side, Avoiding scattered clothes and stray furniture as they tried to get a better look.

They could barely see anything at all, Both from the lack of light and the duvet covering the girl below it. The only thing they could make out was only the upper half of her face sticking out from under it, Lime irises staring up at both of them.

Iguro bit his tongue. He backed up a bit as his hands reached out for the window-shutters. Eyes not taken off of Mitsuri's as he opened it up, Letting the late-morning light fill the dark void of the room.

Once the sunlight bounced off the walls of the room, Shinobu's smile quickly switched down to a frown while Iguro's shoulders tensed up.

The room was much more of a mess than first thought to be. The odd scattered clothing or two turned out to be more like piles.

Uneaten meals more rotten than before were also placed about, Some on furniture, Some on the floor.

But what really put off the two was the girl they called a friend, Lying curled up in a fetal position within the bedding.

Now that the light hit her face she flinched back from the sudden exposure, Eyes clenching closed to prevent the sudden light hitting her pupils flood in. Both of them noticed the swollen red under her eyes and her stuffy nose, To which she sniffled lightly every so often.

"Mitsuri-chan.." Shinobu mumbled, Her face a practiced sympathy as she took another step forward towards the futon. She stopped however when the sudden movement of Mitsuri cut her off, Mitsuri hauling herself out from under the covers and up into a sitting position

"I.. Sorry about that.. Comfortable position and all.." Mitsuri giggled lightly. Yet the sound never quite reached her bloodshot eyes.

Coupled with the greasy tangle that was her hair and the rather shaky smile she held it was obvious to see her true self in that moment. Iguro took his turn to take a step forward.

"Mitsuri-san.. I.." He felt the words caught on his tongue once he looked down upon the painful expression of the girl in front of him. Despite lying in bed it looked like she hadn't slept for days, Weeks even.

"Y-You're here about a few weeks ago right? Were you able to look at the ruins..? F-Find anything?" Mitsuri's voice shook more than her ear to ear smile, It wasn't liked Shinobu's perfectly perfected one. No, It was instead like an unknowingly widowed wife in the ER room lobby, Waiting in ignorant bliss for what she assumed was just a cut.

Both Iguro and Shinobu shared another glance at one and other. Both having a silent conversation between the two before Shinobu turned her head back around to face Mitsuri.

"Well.. We were able to get a report back from the ruins of the shrine.." Shinobu started. Reaching within her butterfly haori she pulled out a small piece of folded paper.

Starting to unfold it she peered down and started to read.

"Lets see here.. There were more injuries than casualties.. Seventy two severely injured and thirty four deaths. Majority of the casualties being Kakushi and Lower ranked slayers.." Shinobu read out, Eyes scanning down the list.

Mitsuri slowly nodded.

"T-That's unfortunate.. I hope their families are doing okay.." Mitsuri replied softly, The first glint of genuine concern showing from behind her eyes.

"But.. Erm.." She started again.

Shinobu nodded, Sad smile painted. Mitsuri didn't have to finish her words for Shinobu to know what she meant.

"Yes.. About [F/N] and Fujimori.." The mention of the names caught Mitsuri's attention immediately, Her head perking up to give her undying regard as the glint in her eyes burned back up.

Shinobu's nose twitched, Body stiffening ever so slightly.

"..We weren't able to recover any bodies.."

The light in Mitsuri's irises started to grow, Yet it wasn't from the hope or finality of the news. Instead it was the reflection off the water starting to grow at the rims of her eyes.

Shinobu took in a deep breath and continued.

"The only trace was of Fujimori.. Which was a pool of blood located near the back of the shrine." Shinobu shook her head, Trying not to focus on Mitsuri as she continued.

"Our leading theory is that.. Well.. Fujimori was most likely eaten by the demon in question.. There was nothing left of him.." Shinobu whispered, Yet within the confines of the room it sounded like an reverberated scream to Mitsuri's ears.

And that's what broke the dam.

Mitsuri let out a quiet cry, Her shaky smile still spread wide across her face as the tears in her eyes flooded over. Rolling down her cheeks and dripping onto her lap as choked noises escaped her hoarse throat.

"Mitsuri-san-!"

Iguro instantly went into action at the first sound of her cries, He quickly moved over to her side, Sitting down next to her and placing a hand on her shoulder. Which was quickly dismissed by Mitsuri.

"D-Don't touch me.. Just, Please.. N-Not now.." Mitsuri wept. Iguro quickly obliged, Moving away from her on the bed as she planted her face into her palms. Shinobu looked on as she put the paper away, Eyes filled with pity.

"I.. I-I can't believe this.. I.. Why didn't I recognise the signs.. I.. D-Doesn't she remember our promise..?" She whispered. Her nails digging into her skin as she looked through the cracks of her fingers, Eyes staring off into the distance of the floor.

"She..? What do you mean by signs..?" Iguro asked lightly.

Mitsuri withdrew her face from her hands to look up at Obanai. Her eyes meeting the mismatch of his with a disbelieving gaze, Like his tongue spoke of heresy to her very own religion.

Her pained voice spoke out once again.

"F-Fujimori.. [F/N].. They.. They're the same person.. And I.." Mitsuri whispered.

Iguro's eyes widened to that of circles, He shook his head adamantly and responded quick to her.

"No.. That's impossible. Fujimori and [F/N] look completely different, How could they be the same?" Iguro asked. His soft voice was still present yet there was an edge to it, A sharp confusion and bafflement at her words.

Mitsuri didn't listen to him, It was like he wasn't even there.

"I-I knew it was there.. I really did but I just.. I-I just ignored them.. If I had tried just a little harder.. I-If I just.." Mitsuri's voice seemed to break down into children's babble, Ranting off under her breath about this and that Iguro just couldn't understand.

He took a step closer.

"Mitsuri.. Please, Tell me what you mean.." Iguro asked softly. He lowered down onto a single knee to match her eye level, Pleading silently with her to tell him.

Mitsuri mumbled something so quiet, So incomprehensible that neither Iguro nor Shinobu could hear.

"What did you say..?"

Mitsuri's lip quivered. Bloodshot eyes staring back at him with that disfigured smile still on her face. Her voice only turning up a single notch as they were finally able to make out what she said.

"[F/N].. S-She killed herself."

Shinobu's frown sharpened into a tight-lipped grimace. Iguro's brows furrowed, His bandaged mask concealing his parted lips, Information still processing in his mind.

"I-If I just tried a little harder.. If I just made sure she was okay, Said hello or just.. Just ask her what was wrong.. S-She would've still been here with me.. I.. I did this.. I-I shouldn't of let go of her hand, I shouldn't of let go.."

Mitsuri's gaze was Far-off as she stared back into the vivid face of [F/N] appearing in her mind. The blank eyes so dull like she was nothing more than a caricature of her true self, The tried and true smile, The angle of her nose and the dimensions of her face.

All of it she tried so hard to cling onto. Grasping desperately at the memory, Begging with whatever god was up there. Pleading with whatever was listening that she wouldn't forget her face.

Yet as she continued to imagine her face, It faded further and further away from her grasp. Already blurring into a distant memory along with the warmth of her hand drifting away from her palms.

Iguro looked back at her. His heart felt like it was twisting and turning inside him, Hurting at the sight of the woman he held so close to it.

The new information felt so unsolved in his mind, He doubted it. Yet the raw grief that was coming from Mitsuri in front of him made it seem so real. Yet, He needed to question it once more.

Though before he could, He felt a small tap on his shoulder. Looking up only to come face to face with Shinobu.

"Iguro-san.. I think you should go wait outside." Shinobu said. Her voice suddenly serious, A side of which was barely shown through her friendly disguise.

He looked back at her and she stared back down at him with an unwavering gaze.

Iguro nodded slowly before getting up from his kneeling position. As he quietly moved out of the room he took only a single glance back at the two of them, All before opening the door and exiting the room.

As soon as the door slid shut Shinobu made her move, Head turning towards Mitsuri who looked up at her with the gaze of a wounded animal.

"Mitsuri-san.. These are massive claims, I don't mean to be insensitive but could you explain to me what happened? According to reports you were rather hysterical, Both from the handmaiden escorting you out and the various people you asked about [F/N]'s whereabouts." Shinobu asked. Voice levelled and calm, Her friendly self back up with a small smile to contrast her words.

Mitsuri didn't waste anytime for a shaky hand to extend out behind her towards her pillow, Reaching under it she carefully fished out a worn piece of paper. It was folded several times and looked rather worn from first sights.

Shinobu carefully plucked it out of her hands once it was offered. Carefully unfolding the flaps she held it in her hands and started to read.

Mitsuri sat there uncomfortably on the bed despite the mountain of pillows and blankets surrounding her. She had stopped crying at this point but by no means did that make her okay.

Her form was trembling as if she was in the middle of a hailing blizzard. She felt as if she wasn't in her body, Like she was just looking through the vision of someone else entirely while she was just a spectator within her own mind.

Shinobu's glassy eyes scanned over the paper, Carefully reading over every line with upmost delicacy as her gaze descended downwards.

She reached the bottom, The finality of the signature registering in her mind.

Shinobu was quiet.

But after a moment, She let out a single sigh.

"I see.. Well.. That's unfortunate.." Was all she said. She refolded up the paper in her hands and sitting it down on the windowsill.

Suddenly brought back into her own body, Mitsuri's head snapped over to look up at Shinobu. Her mouth going agape along with her eyes as she looked up in disbelief.

"..Is that all you have to say?" Mitsuri asked. [F/N]'s note, Her very last words written down onto a carefully made parchment. The story of her life, The words she could never express to anyone aloud yet scribed down with her entire heart and soul put onto this single letter.

And Shinobu just shook it off, Like it was absolutely nothing.

"Well.. It's an unfortunate turn of events, Taking one's life always is. Though I do have to admit I never saw it coming.." Shinobu said, That same tone of plain apathy dripped off every syllable and hit Mitsuri like acid as she stood up.

"H-How could you?" Mitsuri gawked. Her unstable footsteps numb from hours of not walking as she took a few steps toward Shinobu.

"[F/N] was your friend too.. You're the only other Hashira who ever knew about the truth.. She.. S-She trusted you.." Mitsuri exclaimed, Her previous cries starting to boil and hiss into a rising anger as her face twisted into an ugly expression.

Shinobu's shoulders raised as she looked back at her, The anger on Mitsuri being a completely foreign view. She wasn't even acting like herself anymore, [F/N] really meant that much to her..

"Yes.. She did." Shinobu agreed "I'm not trying to say-"

"You don't need to say anything, Y-You're making it clear enough!" Mitsuri butted in. Her arms raising to hug her self as she feverishly shook her head, Trying to keep herself calm.

"T-This isn't just my fault.. This is yours too. This is everyone's fault.." Mitsuri heaved. Her breathing picked up speed as her overgrown nails dug into her elbows, Backing up a bit as she did.

"Mitsuri-san.. You're not yourself right now, You're still in the grieving process. You don't mean what you're saying.." Shinobu said.

Mitsuri looked back up at her, Sheer rage burning inside her eyes like infernoes

"H-How many of the Hashira actually liked [F/N]..? How many of them insulted her every time she was late to a meeting? How many snide looks.. How many nasty comments, Shinobu? T-Tell me.. How many?" Mitsuri choked out. Shinobu could feel the strain as it did.

"I.. I don't kn-"

"How many?!" Mitsuri yelled, Her voice shaking the very walls of the room she was in. Quickly turning away from Shinobu, Her hands grasped both sides of her head catching strands of messy hair in-between them.

"[F/N] never harboured any true resentment towards anyone! S-She may not of been on time or handled her duties well but she cared for every last one of us, A-And the only thing she got in return was scorn.." Mitsuri at this point broke down into strangled sobs. She hugged herself tighter as Shinobu could only watch her.

"G-Get out.. Y-You did this, We both did.. But.. Y-You don't even care at all…" Mitsuri ordered. Turning her back on Shinobu as she tried to reach out a hand to her.

"Mitsu-"

"GET OUT!" Mitsuri screamed, Turning back to Shinobu with a high-pitched wail as it faded back into soft cries. Mitsuri fell back onto her bed, Pulling her knees up to her chest and pressing her face into them.

Shinobu didn't need to be told twice. She turned her back and walked away towards the door.

However she stopped once her hand gripped onto the handle.

"Mitsuri-san.. Just for the record, I may not show it but I do care for [F/N].. She really was my friend and trusted comrade. I don't mean to be indifferent.. I am not at all.. I.. I really will miss her a lot. Me and the rest of the Hashira may not have favoured her at points, But she was still apart of our ranks and was our comrade.. We.. We all grieve in our own ways.. And I promise you.. One day, We will get vengeance on the demon who did this.. We'll avenge her, I promise you."

That was all Shinobu said. Mitsuri lifted her head from her shins but she couldn't see Shinobu's expression. Her back to hers, Mitsuri could only see her high shoulders shake and the grip on the sliding door tighten.

But it faded almost immediately. Shinobu slid the door open and stepped out.

Closing it over and walking away.

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Heavy yet light footsteps hit the rickety wood in quick succession, Each step taking no time to waste as [F/N] kept running faster and faster along the spiderweb docks.

[F/N] had to plan her movements in advance, The dock was hard to navigate with branches ending at random and others looping straight back around in the opposite direction. If she wasn't careful she could be thrown overboard at any moment, And she didn't want to find out whether the bioluminescent water was safe or not.

It felt like she had been running for hours, The infinite sky showing no sign of an end or exit in sight. But [F/N] knew it had to of only been half an hour or so, Otherwise she would of already collapsed.

Kokushibo was nowhere to be seen. Once [F/N] had taken off running she thought he would be dead on her tail, Chasing her down for even daring to leave whatever he had planned for her.

"My name is Kokushibo.. I hold the highest rank within the twelve moons, Sitting at upperrank one.. Though.. You should be recognising me as Michikatsu Tsugikuni.. Your older brother.."

Was he delusional? Out of his mind? Or could he be manipulating her with some so-crazy-it-works method. Michikatsu Tsugikuni, The name meant absolutely nothing at all. Her older brother he called himself, There was simply no way in hell that could of been true.

He was a centuries old demon, Whatever parents gave birth to him would of died a good long while ago. It was impossible that they could've been related but..

"Impossible, Yes.. I thought the same thing once I saw you again.. You died near enough five hundred years ago yet there you were.. Bleeding out within the rubble of your desecrated shrine.."

Maybe, Just maybe she shared some resemblance to the sister he had as a human. And maybe she shared the same first name as she did. And when he saw said resemblance, Somehow in his mind he had decided that they were the same person and then decided to spare and kidnap her away to this cold hell.

Even then that was baffling on its own.

[F/N] had saw from first hand experience how a demon would rip apart its own siblings, Parents or children just for another meal. Demon's had no sentimental attachment to much of anything, Especially not people.

So why? Why would he do this, Kidnap her away and try to feign an act of familiarity with her? Demons don't do that, They don't think that way. [F/N] swallowed back a lump in her throat.

How much did his sister mean to him? Was she really that important that he would still hold affection towards her?

But either way he wasn't anywhere at all.

No noises, Glimpses or auras. Nothing.

She had no time to dwell on it, She chided herself for getting distracted over a demon. Run now think later. The prospect of escaping whatever pocket dimension she had been siphoned to was vivid in her mind, A yearning feeling brought back to the primal desire for survival as she kept going and going.

Her abdomen hurt too, Every time she moved it felt like a needle jabbing into her side. She tried her best to ignore the pain however, She couldn't let it stop her now, Not since she got this far.

But then it hit her.

Why was she trying so hard to escape?

Her sprint faltered only a little as the thought crossed through her mind. Her lip upturned. Why was she trying so hard?

[F/N] wanted to die. She wanted to find an end for months, To get it over and done with and get out of everyone's way. To stop being such a stain on the Hashira and a burden on the corps. She had no use, No worth or redeemable qualities.

She may of killed a thousand of their kind, She may of been given the title of being the strongest Hashira but that name weighed down on her shoulders like steel blocks.

It wasn't a title, It was an expectation.

And [F/N] couldn't live up to it, She didn't even want to live at all. So why was she running? Why didn't she throw herself into the docks or go back to slaughterhouse behind her? Why was her body so insistent on continuing?

Because.. Because.. She wanted to die, Not be tortured. That's the reason. If she was here then it was obvious she was wanted alive, If she did try to throw herself off then whose to say Kokushibo wouldn't be watching her right now and prevent her from doing so?

If she was here he might be wanting information, The location of the Ubuyashiki estate. This entire 'dead little sister' thing was just a manipulation tactic to get it out of her! And once he realised she wasn't falling for it he'd resort to more violent methods.

Yes, That's the reason.

Turning around another dock and searching for a path she stared out into the open distance of a void. Her heart burned, There had to be an escape. She was so tired, She felt like she was going to collapse any second.

And that's when she saw it.

In the distance, Staring off into the vastness of the void she could make out a vague shape settled amongst the darkness.

Her eyes sparked up, Lit aflame as she spied her saving grace, The light at the end of the tunnel. Something had finally changed after running for so long.

Her pace picked up along with her breathing, Her breaths turning into light wheezes under her normal rhythm as she took far strides.

Sweat beads dripped down from her brow and stained her jinbei, Everything burned. Muscles ached but she kept moving forwards, Kept going faster and faster towards the building in the distance, Getting closer and closer.

Keep going, Almost there.. I can do this- I can escap-!

[F/N] stopped in her tracks.

Her sprint jittered down until she was completely still, Fixed on place to the dock as she stared up towards the building, One now looming over her like a guillotine.

It.. It was her shrine.

Towering over her was the behind of the shrine, The other side from which she came from. The walls, tiles, Wooden frames and the closed shut windows. Her eyes scanned over it in disbelief, The realisation crashing into her.

She had done a full circle, She had just came back from the way she came.

T-This can't be true.. How could this be-!

[F/N] felt her heart fall into her stomach along with her knee's collapsing to the ground, Finally giving out from exhaustion as her eyes were still locked on the shrine.

Her knees hit the wooden docks, Splinters digging into her bare shins as she felt all hope leave her body. She had been running for so long, The docks didn't loop or go in a circle, If it did she would of known. But how was she back here? How?

Heart drumming faster in her chest her head felt light and airy as if she was thousands of feet in the air. Nausea creeping up her throat and unsettling her stomach even more than it already was. As she felt herself fade, She had only one thought.

How.. How is this fair?

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Kokushibo walked slowly down the wooden step-way of the shrine it surrounded.

Taking a few careful steps down the stairway he felt the weight of it depress under him, Reaching the bottom he peered over from the corner he stood next to.

He watched the body of his younger sister collapse onto the dock, Her chest raising and lowering rapidly as if she was starved of air. Her hair was a mess along with her clothing and general appearance.

It was nothing he didn't expect however. He knew she would tire herself out eventually, Run until she couldn't and fall down onto the ground. He knew it would happen, And he couldn't help but feel a sense of catharsis out of it.

He stalked up towards her, All until he was staring down at her defeated form in front of him. Kneeling down with her neck exposed, Easily cut and easy to wring at any given moment.

In any other scenario this would of been a sort of guilty pleasure, The way life was held within his hands felt so electrifying. He never took time on making people grovel before him, He never saw the need to.

He was after strength, To stay eternally strong forever. Not to make insignificant and weak human beings bow down to him.

But he couldn't deny the way he dictated human life with the edge of his blade felt great. And it tasted even better once he bit into their throats, Tearing out their jugular giving them no time to scream as the sweet nectar of their blood hit his tongue.

It was empowering. But, It was different in this scenario.

He didn't feel any sense of power over the girl in front of him, Not the way he usually would anyways. As he looked over her broken form the only thing that he felt was.. Pity.

"Are you done now..? Have you tired yourself out..?" Kokushibo asked in that usual monotone voice. He sounded as if he didn't care, As if his sister lying stray on the dock meant absolutely nothing to him. But he knew that wasn't the case.

[F/N] didn't answer, It seemed as if she had fainted.

Again, It was predictable. She had just woken up after sustaining injury and had used all her energy to try and run away, Only to collapse right back at the place she had tried to escape from.

Kokushibo gritted his teeth slightly. This wasn't how he thought this was going to go.

He assumed that she remembered him. Throughout the time he had taken her, Cared for her wound and nursed her back to health he had heard murmurs from within her sleep. Places, Memories and names only she should of known was what she mumbled in her unconscious state.

He assumed that as soon as she had awoken she would remember him, Feel just as elated as he was at their reunion.

But now he knew that wasn't the case, And if he was being honest? It made him angry.

Kokushibo kneeled down. Reaching his arms out he scooped up her limp body into his arms to settle her within them.

He got up and examined her face, Her eyes and her hair. Every angle and dimension of her face he surveyed left and right. This was her, Everything just lined up too perfectly not to be.

Same name, Same face and Haori. Not to mention that she spoke his name once.

Kokushibo held onto her tighter as he started to walk away with her in his arms. He moved up the stairway careful not to drop her. He moved quickly yet steadily towards the entrance of the shrine.

Entering the building and shutting the door behind him with his foot and made his way up to the second floor where her bedroom was located.

Once he got there he slid open the shoji door, Letting the aquamarine flood the shadows of her room as he walked towards her futon.

Setting her down onto the mattress and tucking her in the duvet with the utmost care, He looked at her once more.

Kokushibo was angry. He truly was livid. The mere fact that she didn't even remember him angered him, Even more so once she called him a monster. He loathed the way he felt his heart wretch in that moment.

Yet he couldn't bring himself to hate her. A part of him wanted to dispose of her, To get rid of her entirely. She was a weakness, Something Kokushibo just could not afford.

But the much larger, Louder part of him detested this with all he had. As the thought of killing her entered his mind he felt disgusted, Horrified at the mere imagining of her being harmed.

She was the only person who ever loved him more than Yorichii. The one person who saw him for himself instead of his brother, She admired him. She loved him. How could he bring himself to hurt her? Kokushibo took in a deep breath, The anger kept at bay as he smiled lightly at her unconscious state.

Even if she didn't remember him, That doesn't mean she won't in due time. The pieces of the puzzle were already there, They were just waiting to be solved is all. Even if she had some 'new life' or whatever may have happened to her. Maybe.. No.. It didn't matter, She was here. That's what mattered.

He breathed out once more. 'Her new life', It felt so wrong as he thought about it. Kokushibo found her as a Hashira of all things, One he had struck down as a man like a god to a heretic.

Gods, He had questions. He had so many questions.

How was she here back with him? How did she become an entirely different person while fighting him? Where did she learn or how would he get her to remember him? Hundreds of questions rushed through his head. Possibilities and chances.

He tucked a small strand of hair behind her ear. He had many questions, And he'll get answers eventually when she was awake.

His little sister was finally brought back to him. The one who died in his arms and the one he would never let go of again. She'll learn to accept her fate here, Understand she has nowhere to run. She'll understand her place was here with him, Her big brother.

He'd crush whatever rebellious phase she was going through, Whatever disobedient little chapter of life she was going through right now. Insulting him, Running away..

He breathed out, Trying to keep away the bloodlust at the thought of her escaping.

She was safe now, And that's all that matters.

Next Chapter

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[Y/N and Shinobu about to do fight training]

M!Reader : I won't hold back y'know~

Shinobu : Chuckles don't get cocky now Y/N I could strangle you y'know~

M!Reader : You have to do a dash attack on me first!

Shinobu : Chuckles who said anything about the fight~?

M!Reader : .....

M!Reader Blushing : .....

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