#kamado tanjirou fanfic

[illubean]

Imagine being his loving wife who loves to cook for him

and one day he pisses you off somehow and so what do you decide to do? cook his favorite dish of course

with an ungodly amount of salt

Your husband absolutely loves your cooking, so when he returned home from work to smell the warm scent of his favorite meal all of his troubles washed away.

You greeted him as sweetly and lovingly as you do every day, leading him to the dinner table and serving him his meal. You were beaming, seemingly excited for him to dig in.

And upon the first bite, he had to fight the urge to scrunch his face in both surprise and disgust. Not wanting to hurt your feelings, he gave you a shaky thumbs up with a simple "It's...really good."

Feigning ignorance, you asked him "What's wrong? Does it taste okay? You don't have to lie to me y'know, I can take it!"

"Well...it's a little salty."

He immediately started to panic at the sight of your eyes welling up with tears, immediately regretting his decision. How could he say that to you? You're perfect and he's such an awful husband for making you cry.

He frantically tries to calm you down, finishing the rest of his food in one go as a way to prove to you how much he enjoyed it (newsflash: he didn't).

"Please don't cry! Look, I finished it see? Mmmm, so good, thank you for the meal!"

Almost as quickly as you started, your cries stopped and turned into a sinister chuckle.

"I know it was bad, I did that on purpose. Next time don't piss me off, yeah?"

He stared dumfounded as you walked away, trying to recall what he did. Whatever it was, he had to make sure he'd never do it again.

NISHINOYA YUU, Daichi Sawamura, Joseph Joestar, Josuke Higashkata (like father like son amirite), GIYUU TOMIOKA, Obanai Iguro, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Tanjiro Kamado, Yuuta Okkotsu, Takuma Ino and ur favs

haha tried something new today >.<

[ponderingmoonlight]

Heya, could you write one for Tanjirou where the reader gets hurt on a mission and he feels bad about letting it happen as they were protecting Nezuko and he has feelings for her?

Thanks. I love your writing and take your time x

Okay I LOVE THIS

Tanjiro realizing his feelings for reader after she risks her life to protect Nezuko

Pairing: Tanjiro x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,8k

Synopsis: Despite being well-composed and never deciding without thinking twice, you find yourself recklessly risking your life in order to protect Nezuko from getting hurt by Daki. Little do you know what an impact your second impulsive choice will have...

Warnings: severe injury, near death experience, fluff over fluff with Tanjiro with probably the cutest ending I've ever written, not proofread, I'll use one collage and one stand-alone AI pic so if this triggers you, I suggest not to read or look at them 🤍

You never considered yourself impulsive. No, you never acted out of a feeling, never operated without thinking twice. Always kept your composure, a cool head. Maybe this is the reason for you still being alive, the reason why you are able to call yourself a quite skilled demon slayer on the side of your friends.

“You’ll come with me. I need you to look out for my wives.”

It was clear right from the start that this wouldn’t be an easy mission. All of Tengen’s wives enjoyed education when it comes to fighting skills. As a former shinobi, he made sure they were able to defend themselves. If he lost contact to them, it was clear something bigger is behind it. Something way bigger than anything you witnessed until that day.

“I can’t allow you to take (y/n) with you like that. I will join!”, Tanjiro suddenly shouted from behind with his oh so confident voice.

You will never forget the way he smiled at you back then, how much he cared for your well-being each and everyday since you arrived in the red-light district.

“I would never allow a demon to hurt one of my friends!”

Friends. Not quite the word you’d like to use for him. Since you first met each other when he saved you during the final selection, you always kept an eye open for the boy with the special kimono.

And his sister.

Apart from many people who dislike her, you loved Nezuko since the first day you laid eyes on her. Slowly but surely, it became your mission as well to save her, to free her from the curse of being a demon.

“I guess I’ll never be able to thank you enough for your support.”

You didn’t allow yourself to look at him, fully aware of that you’d get lost in his tender orbs again if you do. No, instead your eyes roamed about the glittering city to your feet, drifting over the facial expressions of the people underneath you.

“We’re friends, right? This is what friends do”, you murmured into the night.

Oh, you didn’t believe yourself a single word. What a filthy little lie to call Tanjiro a friend when all you are able to think about is his smell, when his voice is everything that lingers through your mind. Are friends supposed to think about one another constantly, to ponder about how their lips might feel pressed against each other? You promised yourself to never find out. After all, revealing your true feelings might scare him away forever. And losing Tanjiro all at once is definitely far worse than calling yourself his friend. After all, this would be impulsive with a not foreseeable outcome.

But even after you swore you’d never act out of a feeling, you find yourself sprinting into certain death.

It all happened faster than you expected. Inosuke managed to find Tengen’s wives and therefore the demon.

The upper moon six, to be exact.

The devilish who injured not only your friends, but Tanjiro as well. And now, she’s about to injure Nezuko as well.

Apart from your usual composed self, you find yourself dashing forward while grabbing the handle of your katana tightly. This is ridiculous, you don’t stand a chance against a demon like hair. Nezuko is a demon herself, she’d probably recover from her injuries.

You furrow your eyebrows, eyes fixated on both of them. It doesn’t matter right now. All you are able to think about is helping your friend.

“Get your filthy hands away from her”, you hiss through gritted teeth.

A well-placed hit. Your knee hits the ground roughly. Then everything around you is discoloured red.

Like in slow motion, you watch your own body sink onto the ground lifelessly. Your lungs feel like collapsing any given minute while you gasp for air like a fish on land. Blood takes your sight, drips down onto the already soaked floor while all you can do is watch in sheer horror as that hell of a demon grins at you.

“You did well until now. Dumb girl, why would you even think about defending a demon? Look how weak you are.”

The urge to cough becomes unbearable. Over and over, you spit out your own blood until your ribs feel like breaking. Did she hit you? Are you severely injured? Apart from your aching lungs, your body feels completely numb, almost lifeless. Like in slow motion, you watch as she walks towards you, the upper moon six emblem sparkling dreadfully in her eyes.

Is this your end?

What a senseless way to die when Nezuko is a demon. After all, even an upper moon wouldn’t be able to kill another demon without the right blade to do so. You never considered yourself so impulsive, so reckless.

Your eyes dart towards Tanjiro’s beloved sister who puts up a desperate fight against all the debris that buried her. Not everything needs to make sense.

It doesn’t make sense you decided to spare her life in the first place. It doesn’t make sense that you fell for her brother, that you allowed yourself feelings deeper than sympathy in a world full of cruelness and death. It doesn’t make sense that you decided to follow the sound hashira only to rescue his wives, that you actually considered going with him on your own.

All of that because you are so madly in love with Tanjiro. All of that because you view Nezuko as your own sister and could never allow another person to hurt her.

“What an ugly girl you are with your face twisted like that. What’s wrong? Are you in pain?”

You can hear your flesh bursting underneath another merciless hit of her belt, feel the throbbing pain that starts radiating through your bones. You will die right here and now, without any doubt. And you will die without seeing his face again, without telling him a single word about your true feelings.

“Don’t worry (y/n), I’m sure we’ll be fine! And as soon as we’re back, I’ll invite you to a bowl of ramen!”

A bowl of ramen?

Like in trance, you press your hand onto your leg, feel your busted flesh all too clearly, your very own blood slipping through your fingers.

Just like the love of your life.

“You need to get up.”

A distant voice in the back of your brain, muted by the constant ringing that takes over your ears.

“(y/n), can you hear me? You need to get up.”

Is Tanjiro still with Tengen-sama? They will manage to defeat those demons, you just know it. With the help of Inosuke, Zenitsu and Tengen-sama, Tanjiro will be alright. Who knows, maybe he’ll be a hashira in a week from now, maybe he’ll defeat Muzan Kibutsuji. Oh, what you’d give to hear that boy’s voice one last time, to witness his beaming smile again.

“She’s basically dead, idiot. Get lost so I can finish her.”

Are those hands lifting you off the ground or is your soul evaporating from your body?

“Please stay with me, (y/n). You need to keep on fighting.”

You allow your eyes for the briefest second. When you open them again, you barely miss how Nezuko catapults the upper moon six into a nearby building with full force. No, why would she risk to get hurt, what if that woman hurts her? It seems like you’re moving away from the scene and you’re unable to do anything apart from stretching out your shaky hand.

“No…I can’t…leave….”, you breathe out.

“Why did you risk your life like that? (y/n) you…you could be dead right now.”

That voice, it isn’t inside your head. No, someone is talking to you with an oh too familiar voice in a tone you know so well.

“Tanjiro.”

“I’m here, (y/n). And I promise everything will be alright? I just...don’t do something like that ever again, not even for Nezuko.”

Even though the sheer movement feels like breaking your own neck, you lift up your head enough to make sure this isn’t just a dream.

But his eyes are already set on you, filled with nothing but worry and threat while he carries you over the battlefield.

For a moment, time stands still. Just you and Tanjiro. No battlefield, no injuries, no demons. Just peace, love and Tanjiro.

Love.

“I love you”, you mutter so muted that he almost fails to understand.

You can feel his heartbeat picking up next to your throbbing head, watch how his eyes widen. Oh, how lovely they look in that red light, how easy it is to get lost in their gleam. What a waste of time it was to keep your feelings to yourself when all you were able to do was thinking about him. How lucky you are to feel your body pressed against his one last time.

One last time…

“I…so…tired…”

Desperately, you fight against the urge to close your eyes. You need to take this sight in for a little longer, need to stay awake at least for another minute. But your vision slowly but surely starts to get darker and darker until you can’t see him anymore.

“(y/n), don’t give up on me, not when I didn’t told you that-“

Nothingness.

-a week later-

“You should really start focus on getting back on your feet yourself, you know? It won’t help her if you don’t get better too”, the Kakushi next to him speaks out.

Since the moment he opened his eyes and realized that you aren’t awake, Tanjiro didn’t allow himself to leave your side. The last time he did that was at the entertainment district. The last time he did that you almost lost your precious life over defending his sister.

“I will stay just a little longer”, he mumbles lost in thoughts.

You always loved Nezuko dearly despite being a demon. Even though your logical thinking and composed acting, you accepted her as the human she was before and supported him in finding a cure for his sister. Still…

He runs his fingers through his hair roughly, frustration almost taking over him. Tanjiro never expected you to almost sacrifice your precious life for his sister. Not when she’s fighting against a demon, not when two upper moons are your opponents. No one would have doubted you, would have judged you for staying in safety. Nezuko would have never allowed you to interfere if she could, just like him.

“I should have arrived sooner. I should have been right by her side all the time. Maybe none of this would have happened if I kept an eye on her like I promised…”

“Don’t be a fool, she would have never allowed you to stay by her side knowing that it might cost the success of the mission. Still, I didn’t expect someone like her to act so reckless. Who’s your sister doing?”, the man opposite of Tanjiro replies.

“She’s been crying the whole time.”

“Did she finally wake up?”, Inosuke suddenly blurts out while entering the room on his own.

“She’s still unconscious”, Tanjiro explains briefly.

“Did you put that horrible bandage around her head? Before you came here, it looked alright”, the Kakushi interferes dryly.

“With the power of master Inosuke, (y/n) will be back on her feet in no time!”

“H…Hello?”

When your eyes flutter open, you get greeted by 3 pairs of excited eyes in an instant, your clouded mind still unable to process that you’re awake.

“Where am I?”, you croak with your throat feeling like sandpaper.

“I will call Shinobu-sama right away”, the Kakushi announces and gets up with a swift motion.

“You’re at the butterfly estate, dumbass”, Inosuke barks at you.

“(y/n)….I was so worried about you!”

Before you’re able to react any further, you find yourself emerged by green and black fabric, surrounded by a scent you know so well by now.

“Tanjiro”, you breathe out.

Over and over, you whimper his name like a prayer in order to convince yourself that this is real. You didn’t die. You are still alive. And right now, none other than Tanjiro Kamado holds you in his arms as tenderly as you always imagined. Is it a dream, maybe? A sweet hallucination to get you through the immense pain?

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there. All of this, only to stand up for my sister. Words can’t express how worried I was. How is it possible that this made me realize how much I-“

“You’re finally awake, how relieving. Would you mind moving to the side so that I’m able to examine (y/n), Tanjiro-san?”

That voice as sweet as honey belongs to Shinobu Kocho, without any doubt.

“S-Sure.”

“You really fought well, (y/n). Surviving that long with such severe injuries took its toll on your body, though. All of this because you wanted to protect Tanjiro’s sister?”

Her skilled hands begin roaming around your skin while you feel her gaze fixated on you. But you cannot look at Shinobu-san right now. No, your eyes are locked with those of Tanjiro next to you.

“They both mean the world to me”, you murmur.

He lets out his breath visibly while taking a step towards you. What is that glimmer in his eyes? Sorrow, dread?

Or maybe affection?

“How unusual for you to act this reckless. But maybe this is what love makes us do, right? I will leave you two alone for now. How about you’re taking a look outside? The sunset looks lovely today. But please use a wheelchair since your leg is still shattered.”

With a last bright smile, the insect pillar is gone in the wind again, leaving you alone with Tanjiro in a suddenly so tensed room.

“What do you think?  Do you want to watch the sunset with me?”, Tanjiro questions with low voice.

“I would love to.”

As careful as ever, he lifts you off the bed and places you into the wheelchair before gently guiding you outside.

Your eyes get greeted by the prettiest red you’ve ever seen covering the whole sky. Like a painting, the beautiful scenery lays itself in front of your eyes. Shinobu-san’s flowers painted in the colors of the sky, the fluffy clouds that look so comfortable from afar.

But what mesmerizes you way more than that is the striking sight next to you, the boy you loved in silence since you first saw him. With his face lit by the downgoing sun and the ever so slight blush that creeps up his face while looking at you, you can’t help but get lost.

“Maybe I needed this”, he speaks out.

You blink a few times, still tired mind trying to process the meaning of his words.

“What?”

There is it. His usual beaming smile, the optimistic glimmer inside his gorgeous orbs. Careful not to hurt you he grabs your hand and gently strokes it while kneeling down next to you. Is this really happening? Your heart threatens to beat out of your chest, reminds you urgently that you are definitely still alive. Why would Tanjiro Kamado get onto his knees for you?

“You.”

An answer so simple and yet so intimate that you can’t help but blush as well. Like in slow motion, you watch as he draws closer and closer until his face is only inches away from yours.

“I love you, (y/n). I guess I was too dumb to realize it until I saw you injured like that because you protected my sister. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

The words leave your mouth just in time before he places his soft lips onto yours, making all your dreams come true with one innocent kiss.

You always acted well-thought and composed. But oh, what a plot twist it was to follow your heart twice in a row.

-bonus-

“Did…Shinobu-san put this around my head?”, you question while staring blankly at your messy hair and the wild bandadge around your head.

“The insect girl? Of course it was me! You wouldn’t even be awake if it wasn’t for me! But don’t worry, you can worship me later”, Inosuke replies while stretching out his chest in full proud.

“You look…”

“Well…”

“I mean…”

None of the three girls dare to raise their voices at him whereas you stare yourself up and down. Of course, it was Inosuke. Shinobu-san would never stitch you up like that.

“Do you want…Kanao to fix this?”, one of them finally suggests quietly.

“Yeah….I guess that would be pretty nice.”

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[cutecatlov3r]

tanjiro kamado: fucking you deep yet being so loving

he’s looking into your pretty eyes as he moves his cock in and out of your needy hole. he’s kissing your neck, god, he’s so turned on. just looking at you makes him feel like he’s gonna cum… he plays with your boobs a bit, showing them some love as he backs up to look at himself as he’s ramming in and out of your pussy. he watches as it sinks in and out of you, your walls needily clinging to his cock. he wasn’t ashamed of watching what he loves most, though you were a bit shy so you couldn’t help but clench around him with a soft moan. he was too shameless sometimes… but you don’t mind.

he can’t control himself, seeing the way your walls are squeezed around his cock is making him lose himself. he pounds into your tight cunt, his cock rubbing your cervix as he does so. he needs to cum, he has to. he’s too heated!

“ah- nngh~ cumming, I’m cumming!” he moans as he ruts his hips into you some more. his balls tighten as his cum shoots into your hole. the sensation of his seed releasing into you made you get butterflies. his hot cum already oozing out of you because of how much there is. though he continues to piston his hips in order to ride out his high.

he makes sure to cum deep in your womb (breeding kink), laying kisses on your neck afterwards, making sure you know how perfect you are. he would never take you for granted, using these special moments to show you how much he loves you.

-

[majeoeje]

How to wear a Kimono

Tanjiro x fem reader

You’re something that i’ll never grow tired of

Tanjiro frowned upon your reaction. It seems that you weren’t happy at all with his gift... Ah! He should’ve known better! Of course it wasn’t to your liking.. he felt disappointed in himself thinking he had already failed you as a husband.

“I’m so sorry.. i was at the shop when i saw this. Maybe we could browse together sometimes to see another one that fits your preferences?..” He nervously laughed, how he tried to hide his disappointment broke your heart.

“No no! It’s not that i swear!!” You retort. Flailing your hands around in panic, trying to convince your husband that what he thought was not the case at all. “It’s more more than lovely”.

You smiled down the light kimono in your hands. The beautiful fabric felt softer than any of the yukata you have ever worn in your life, you could stare forever at the intricate floral designs on the kimono. It was enchanting how detailed it was while still being subtle. It perfectly matched the beautiful and rich color of the Obi.

Perhaps after a week of being married to you you, Tanjiro had already noticed how you didn’t own any Kimono in your possession. Your side of the closet only contained various versions of your old demon slayer uniforms and some tattered Yukata here and there.

It was a thoughtful gift. You would treasure it forever if you could. But you knew Tanjiro would be a lot happier if he sees you wore and appreciate it rather than to have it sit in the dark to collect dust. But that’s exactly the problem..

“Tanjiro.. i don’t know how to wear a kimono”

Least you could say, the evident expression of disappointment on his face was replaced to one of shock and guilt.

It’s not like he pitied you or anything of sorts. It’s more like he felt guilty that he didn’t put your background into consideration. You had once told him that you were dirt poor. You and your family could barely afford food and shelter. Let alone afford new clothes..

Even as a demon slayer Tanjiro knows that you mainly only worn your demon slayer uniform or the patient attire everytime you’re recovering at the butterfly mansion. Maybe it was for the fact he saw you so less with your homely and normal Yukatas that he couldn’t put 2 and 2 together and come to a realization himself that the first time he actually saw you in a kimono was at your wedding.

So Tanjiro feels that it was rightfully stupid of him to not see that coming.

“I see… but you don’t have to worry about that my love!” Though Tanjiro recovered fast, that bright smile finding it’s way again to the corner of his lips

“‘Cause i’ll be here to teach you”

It was embarrassing to have your husband of all people teach you how to put on your clothes but you weren’t going to decline his help seeing the glimmer in his eyes.

Step 1: Undergarments

Well you can get that down by yourself, though the part you were worried about was to stood in front of Tanjiro in only your undergarments.

But when it finally came to it, you felt an odd sense of security. You didn’t mind his presence at all… maybe it was because of the way Tanjiro prioritized your boundaries above all else in this moment, she doesn’t waste time to oogle at you or say anything. In fact she just smiled at you and moved on. Nudity isn’t something to be embarrassed about in marriage, Tanjiro understood that it was normal and it made you feel safe.

If anything, he was just worried that you might get cold. So he hurried to put on the petty coat of the Kimono.

Step 2: First layer

The next step was the first layer of the Kimono.

“This is the first layer, lift your hands please” he asked, the Nagajuban was ready in his hands

You did as he asked, allowing him to wrap the Nagajuban in place, he did so left over right.

“Can you hold this for me? Your collar needs adjusting”

You nodded, taking the end of the front of the Nagajuban while he adjusted the back of your collar to not touch the back of your neck. You wondered what took him so long for him to just stood there.

“Tanjiro-!”

He got distracted. He just couldn’t help himself but place a kiss in the back of your neck

“Sorry sorry!” He apologized for his surprise attack, despite not being sorry at all. Before he started to wrap the Date-jime on the underwire of your torso.

“Remember, the Date-jime should be on your underwire, not your torso”

“Right..” you say mindlessly, your mind still replaying the kiss he had gave you just a moment ago, as he secured the Date-jime in place, looking at him intently.

But before you could admire him any longer, he was already done.

Step 3: Kimono

Finally you had come to the part where you could put on your Kimono, it would be a lie if you said you weren’t looking forward to it. Though as he slipped the fabric for you, from the sleeves to your torso, you realized that it was long. The fabric of the Kimono reached all the way down to the floor.

“It’s a bit long isn’t it?” You nervously asked, afraid you might stomp on it if you were to wear it outside like this.

“Well don’t worry about that” he lifted the fabric on your bodice to the length of your heel “you’re supposed to wrap it around like this to lift it dear”

He calmly explained, watching your surprised look seeing the kimono secured in place with a Koshi-himo

“Woah! It’s shorter now” you walked to the mirror, as if in awe. Tanjiro finds your child-lie wonder endearing. Though truthfully it wasn’t anything impressive

“It’s nothing special really” he tried to humble himself. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for him. He grew up in a big family. Teaching his siblings to dress themselves weren’t much of his duty. But he was willing to do so in order to help his mother. But the fact that he loves his siblings didn’t make it as much as a chore as anyone else think it is, after all he loved them with all his heart. It didn’t need to be his duty. He’d do it no question asked.

Well… he still loves them. He did and he always will.

And now you’re his family too.

Step 3: obi

After securing your Kimono in place Tanjiro carefully wrapped the second Date-jime before securing it in place once again.

“My love, i’ve lost count of the many belts that you had wrapped on my torso by now” you sighed, knowing there’s still more in store for you.

Tanjiro only laughed charmingly before placing a sweet kiss on your cheek.

“We’re almost done, don’t worry”

By now, he had moved to tie your obi for you. The long sash of obi had already been sewn and altered so that you didn’t have to fold it before using it.

You watched Tanjiro’s focused face on your mirror as he stood behind you once again to carefully tie your Obi. You quite didn’t understand how he was able to do that because after defeating Muzan, he wasn’t able to move his regenerated left arm from forearm down, it was quite amazing what he was doing right now. He had been talking for a few minutes about how to tie it, but you weren’t exactly focusing. This time you were the one who was distracted. Your mind wandered to how you had wanted for him to kiss you again. But you knew it was an endless pursuit cause after one and the other, you’d only grown to want more.

Tanjiro moved to tie the Obi-Jime so that your obi wouldn’t fall apart. But it wasn’t before he was done with the finishing part (Obi-age, for a touch of color, some would say) was when he realized you weren’t paying attention. You weren’t paying attention to the kimono at least..

“Did you get that?” Tanjiro tested and with his words you were pulled to reality

“Wha- huh?” You said, finally snapping out of it

“Oh.. i’m sorry Tanjiro. I don’t think i quite understood” you say, only a little guilty.

Maybe other people would be annoyed to be face with this predicament. But Tanjiro was Tanjiro.

“That’s fine” he said, smoothing out a few parts of your Kimono absentmindedly

“In fact you don’t even have to learn”

“Huh? What ever do you mean Tanjiro??”

You were confused at his words, was he angry at you? You wouldn’t say his tone or expression is exactly angry..

“What i mean is that you don’t need to learn how to wear a Kimono because i can just dress you everytime you need” he had said, his beaming smile were brighter than the sun itself.

But his statement was jarring. You couldn’t possibly let him do that!..

“No- no! You can’t possibly do that? I wouldn’t want to burden you..”

After the battle agaisnt Muzan, your body had became injured greatly, least to say some parts doesn’t work as well as it used to. You already need his help as it is and now you’re burdening him with dressing you? That’s unacceptable. And suddenly, it wasn’t about the Kimono anymore, and Tanjiro wasn’t that dense to not notice

“Do you honestly think that i don’t enjoy every second i spent catering to your needs?” He’s so sickeningly sweet. Sometimes it feels like you’re going to get a toothache being married to him.

“Darling, your stubborness is both your best and worst quality” you said, you didn’t know what you did to deserve him.

You held his hands in yours, one was wrinkled and skeletal and the other still had callouses from his days as a demon slayer

“If i could spend the rest of my days to make you happy then i’d be the happiest man alive”

What a waste of precious time. You thought

As same as Tanjiro, you had also unlocked your demon slayer mark. You and Tanjiro didn’t have that much time left, only having a few years till you were 25 years old.

But with so little time you became to realize that you couldn’t help but wish you’d spend it all with him, you know you’d be yearning for more. But how can you not be greedy when this is the person you’re spending the rest of your life with?

“Do you honestly think that i’m not my happiest when i’m with you?” your words paralled his from earlier. Tanjiro couldn’t contain himself but to embrace you, you could basically feel his smile radiating off of him.

Though he was careful to not mess up your Kimono. Not that he wouldn’t fix it for you no matter how messed up it became anyways.

In that moment, he secretely hoped that you would never learn how to wear your Kimono yourself, so that he could just do it for you instead. Not that you objected upon his proposal from earlier.

+bonus:

“Darling, i know how to put on socks already”

He carefully held your feet, slipping the Tabi socks so that it fits perfectly. He had handpicked a geta that perfectly matched your Kimono in advance, wanting to doll you up.

“I know that” you got up instinctively with him. Following his actions were a habit that you hadn’t even realized you developed.

He lead you to the mirror, beaming in excitement to show you the final results.

“Tada!” He beamed. Presenting yourself to the mirror. Though he immediately got distracted upon taking your full image. He could just sigh in awe every moment he looks at you.

“My wife is so beautiful..” he sighed again. Lifting your hands to place multiple kisses on it not wanting to mess up your perfectly done hair and make up.

You and your husband spent an hour dressing yourself up with zero intention of going out. Though Tanjiro still finds it wasteful to ruin your shared efforts just yet.

But maybe that thought quickly dissipated away with the pleading pout on your lips, wanting a kiss.

His face grew red at your expression, he finds you so incredibly adorable, he couldn’t even bring himself to resist you. There were no words needed to bring himself to close the distance

(A/N:I watched multiple tutorials on how to wear a kimono for this fanfic💀💀 it was mainly based on this video tho. Tho i didn’t get into detail and i erased some parts of the Kimono that was used in this video that may not had existed in the Taisho era. If you’re looking for a real tutorial tho, watch here if you’re rlly curious. Also the lady’s voice there was rlly calming lmao i think i almost fell asleep while taking notes and writing this)

[everlastingleuthymia]

When you be rewatching mugen train arc for Kyojuro but didn't expect this

[yuki2sksksk]

How it started:

How it's currently going:

Based off a book I wrote: 桃色 (𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑲) || 𝗞𝗻𝘆 𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰

[squilfmybeloved]

making an outline for a demon!tanjiro and (still)demon!nezuko fic rn ❤️

so far i know that the ship engame so far is rengiyuu and inozentan and kyojuro and giyuu play a more fundamental role in tanjiro and nezuko's lives as parental figures, especially defending them in the initial hashira meeting that took place in season 1 of the anime.

i'll update when i know more! for now, have this pic i found on pinterest. credits to unknown artist!!

[qwardivior]

Demon Busters— Muichirou, Senjurou , and Nezuko + Genya!!

Mui and Nezuko picked up Senjurou after a mission and Genya was forced to be there because he’s their transportation 😔😔.

I knew I had to draw them as this photo when I saw it (the og is below this one). You can view the installment about this silly group here‼️

(Also quick Update: I realized that before I got to the Natagumo Mt arc and Rui, I had to introduce the rest of the Kamaboko squad, so the next ad campaign for Demon Busters will most likely be Zenitsu!)

[bomber-grl]

Flufftober 2024

Day 7: Rainstorm

Pairing(s): Tanjiro Kamado x Gn!Reader

Not proofread

The sun had set and you were still outside, practicing with a wooden sword Urokodaki had given you. He was still teaching you and Tanjiro forms and technique but you took it upon yourself to go the extra mile.

You would’ve continued going for hours if it hadn’t been for the rain splattering against your cheek and the hand that had come to rest upon your shoulder.

You turned and you were immediately faced with tanjiro. His warm gaze was soaking you in and his smile was like no one else’s, finally he spoke.

“You should come inside, you haven’t had dinner yet [your name]” his face was now replaced with that of concern. You couldn’t refuse him, he was always concerned about whether Nezuko would wake, you didn’t want to add onto that fire.

“Yea, I’ll go” you let Tanjiro guide you into the room you two (rather three) shared. He and Urokodaki had dinner a few hours ago, you could only assume that he had saved you some.

The food that was safely stored on the table only proved your assumption right. “The foods right there, luckily Urokodaki let me save you some.” You thanked tanjiro for saving you food and quickly took it into your hands.

You sat on the ground and began to enjoy it, especially after training like that.

You looked up and met tanjiros eyes, he smiled at you fondly. You looked away flustered, how he could smile at you so fondly while you stuffed your face was something you’d never understand.

You finished up and disposed of the left overs and container. Ever since you and Tanjiro had gotten particularly close *cough*- started dating *cough* you two would sleep side by side, in different futons of course.

A particularly loud shift of the panel door caught your attention. You hadn’t realized earlier, far too preoccupied with your food to notice how the storm was raging on outside.

You quickly pushed away the thought and began getting comfortable in your futon. The few hours you still had would make best to spend in sleep.

Tanjiro noticed and quickly expelled the light and went to join you, snuggling into the futon next to your own.

You had just began drifting off to sleep when you slightly turned to your left. Tanjiro was still very much awake and was facing up. Clearly he had something on his mind.

You turned your body to face him, “what wrong?” He snapped out of it and mirrored you, now facing your direction.

“I was just thinking about Nezuko” you hummed, it was natural. That’s all he ever thought about these days. The panel door shook again due to the strong winds outside and Tanjiro smiled fondly.

“A few years back there had been a storm much like this one. Nezuko had always been calm during storms much like these, but our other siblings not so much.” He seemed happy to share the memory of his siblings with someone.

Maybe sharing it made carrying the grief less painful, but it didn’t go away. He had this far off look.

After you showed interest, Tanjiro continued with a story about a particular sibling- her name was Hanako. How she had been so scared of the storm that they all (his siblings and mom) stayed awake telling stories to cheer her up.

At the end of the night they had all bundled up to ensure little Hanako that no “monsters” would get them.

As Tanjiro finished up his story he blushed a little. “I guess I was reminded of the monster that was so feared back then.” You understood the comparison between the weather and monster, the concepts were frighteningly identical.

“Well, thank you for telling me about your siblings” Tanjiro just smiled, happy that you had been there to listen. Even if it was still painful.

“Well” you quickly changed the mood “how about we bundle up together to fend off the monster?”

Your comment was meant to cheer him up- be teasing even. The only reaction you got out of him was one of shock and pure fluster.You did NOT mean to insinuate that you should sleep together.

He had started stuttering in a way you’d never heard before, he quickly calmed down and just nodded. Much to your surprise, he joined you in your futon (albeit a bit squished) and bundled up with you for the night.

When you thought he’d fallen asleep, you quickly pecked his cheek. Though, a blush reappeared on his face, telling you that no, he wasn’t asleep .

The fact made you have a blush that mirrored his own.

-

Now at the butterfly mansion a storm similar to the one of that night presented itself.

It was bad, if anything it was small and harmless. Especially since the corps had to have been built somewhere with zero weather issues for convenience.

You quickly made your way to where you, tanjiro and new companions Inosuke and Zenitsu all sleep while recovering.

You quickly approached Tanjiros side. Inosuke was probably up to some mischief that Zenitsu was bound to get dragged into.

“Do you think we should hide from the monsters together again?” You asked him out of nowhere. He faced you with confusion evident on his face, then it melted into recognition and finally into a smile.

“Of course”

-

[fallenangelicss]

Dirty Hands (Dirty Fighting)

PAIRING | Rengoku Kyoujurou/Uzui Tengen

WORD COUNT | 2226

SUMMARY | Rengoku and Tengen like to spar. Too bad every time they do they turn into feral animals, obtaining the attention of everyone within hearing distance. Some of the nonsense they spew at each other can sometimes be heard and misinterpreted, leading to some interesting conversations to take place.

RATING | Teen And Up Audiences

WARNING/TAG(S) | Graphic Depictions Of Violence

A/N | This is my first time writing for the Demon Slayer fandom as well as this ship so I might've not gotten the characteristics of the characters down yet but I'm hoping to get there soon. @synaergy thank you for the name idea <3

EVENTS | @eclipsingbingo | "I Suggest You Think Carefully About Your Next Actions | "Let Me Kiss It Better | @fandombingo | Meeting As Equals | Kyōjurō Rengoku | @anyfandomfluffbingo | "Have I Told You I Love You Today | @character-a-character-b | Animalistic Domination | Caught In The Act | @fandom-free-bingo | Duelling | Army Men | "Why Are You Like This?" | @multifandom-flash | Blood On The Debate Floor | Training The Gift of Magic

AO3 LINK | Read Here

Fixing his grip on the wooden sparring sword in his hands, Rengoku slowed his breath by taking large gasps through his mouth, relaxing his body while his eyes stayed trained on Tengen a few meters across from him. Tengen was in a much different state in comparison to Rengoku. Seeming to be the embodiment of relaxation, Tengen stood tall and proud, holding the waster blade sloppily in his hand as he waited to start. Perhaps Rengoku should be looking at their spar in the same light as Tengen, but he couldn’t help the competitive streak that shot through him.

“Whenever you’re ready, Pretty Boy,” Tengen called out, a crooked grin stretching across his face as he lifted the wooden sparring sword and rested it along his broad shoulders, his whole demeanour screaming cocky. Ignoring the name Tengen had decided to yell out, Rengoku gives him half a second as he drops down into a well-thought-out offensive stance before powering forward. If Tengen blicked, he would’ve missed it, Rengoku almost vanishing into thin air. Although Tengen hadn’t blinked. Spiralling around just as Rengoku’s wooden blade was about to come down, Tengen blocked him midair, grinning as Rengoku landed with their swords still meeting in the middle. “Some warning next time would be nice.”

“You said to start whenever I was ready,” Rengoku stated with his usual grin on his face, not shying away as the test of their strength was put into play. From any outsider's perspective, it would seem Tengen had the advantage given his much taller build and larger frame, the man towering over Rengoku. He also had a few extra years of experience on him but Rengoku tried not to pay too much mind to that; Not when right now his arms were beginning to shake with trying to keep Tengen’s own wooden waster at bay. Before forcing Tengen’s blade to the side, giving him just enough time to backstep out of his reach, Rengoku says, “If you weren’t ready then you could’ve just said so.”

“Why, you little shit,” A low chuckle escaped from Tengen’s lips as he spoke, flexing the sword in his hand before he was the one charging at Rengoku, causing the Flame Hashira to jump back to evade his attack, switching to the defensive. Tengen, however, didn’t let him rest, chasing after Rengoku until he was forced to meet his flying wooden blade. Taking one last leap backwards, using the few milliseconds that distance earned him to change his footing and plunge forward, Rengoku and Tengen’s swords began to meet in quick and precise clashes, the two chunks of wood never staying together for more than a few seconds at a time. 

The two of them moved in flashes of colour, never staying in the same spot for more than a moment as they continuously tried to push the other back, giving them less space to move so they’d be more susceptible to taking a hit. Although they were fighting with wood, their Nichirin blades hidden away for when they needed to use them in a real battle, their strikes still left a lasting punch. Speaking of lasting punch, Tengen pushed his body low, making himself move slightly quicker as he barreled into Rengoku, his free arm wrapping around Rengoku’s middle as he ran with him hanging onto his arm.

Slightly dazed by the sudden attack, not expecting Tengen to attempt anything but thrusting his sword at him at that moment, one of Rengoku’s hands clung onto the bare skin of his arm while the other twisted his sword around, slamming the butt of the wooden tool into Tengen’s temple, making Tengen stumble over his feet as he was attacked in any humans natural weak spot. Tengen’s stumbling turned into tumbling as his legs gave out beneath him for a moment, Rengoku dropping from his arm and rolling back as Tengen’s knees hit the ground.

 “Hey, that was a dirty move,” Tengen snapped, twisting around to see where Rengoku was standing in a defensive position, not letting his guard down for a second even if Tengen was momentarily on the floor. Slowly pushing himself up from where he was rested on all fours, Tengen faced Rengoku with a scowl, pushing his foot under his discarded blade before kicking it up into the sky and snapping it out of the air with a quick grab, muttering while he did so, “So unflashy.”

“You’re the unflashy one,” Rengoku argued despite the smile he always wore staying adorned on his face, making his argument look a little ridiculous in Tengen’s eyes. For a guy who stood barely past his shoulders, it was hard for Tengen to find anything that the younger Hashira did threatening, Rengoku making everything look adorable no matter what he tried. One of Rengoku’s oddly shaped eyebrows arched up as he questioned in his usual loud voice, “Why were you trying to throw me over your shoulder like one of your wives?”

“Because you are one of my wives,” Came a loud shout from not too far away, catching the attention of Tanjirou, Inosuke and Zenitsu, all of their heads turning to try and see where it had come from. To Tanjirou, it sounded like it had come from the other side of the Butterfly Mansion, just beyond what they could see, and by the looks of it, Inosuke had the same idea, his head facing the general direction in which they heard it. Zenitsu's aura suddenly turned sour at the shout, as if his day had been ruined by the simple presence of whoever owned it.

“We should go and check that noise out,” Tanjirou suggested, waiting for an agreeing nod from Inosuke as he snapped himself into a standing position and a long, drawn-out groan from Zenitsu as if the thought of moving pained him too much. Furrowing his brows at Zenitsu’s sudden deflated persona, the shift occurred lightning quick. “Rengoku might be in trouble.”

“Rengoku should be in bed healing, just like we should be,” Zenitus whined as Tanjirou grabbed onto his hand and began dragging him towards the commotion, Inosuke leading the way with march-like steps. Leaving his boar mask behind on the hot day, Inosuke showed off his dark hair, the tips of it clashing with the bright blue. Tugging uselessly on his arm once, Zenitus gave up when Tanjirou’s hold didn’t immediately break, instead choosing to complain more as he said, “He’s not that much of an idiot that he would purposely go out of his way to worsen his injuries.”

“Just because he’s staying at the Butterfly Mansion doesn’t mean he’s injured,” Tanjirou reasoned, shooting down any and all of Zenitsu’s doubts as they continued onwards, tugging Zenitsu along. Inosuke chose to cut through the main building as he led the way with no real haste in his steps. “He might just be stopping here for a few days while he waits for his next mission.”

“Okay…” Zenitsu deflated, allowing himself to be dragged along almost willingly for the remainder of the short walk. Although there was no rush behind their steps, the three of them still made light work of getting through the mansion, Inosuke pushing open some of the building doors to reveal the voice that had been shouting earlier as well as another.

The scene in front of them left Tanjirou, Inosuke and Zenitsu shocked, the three of them stood in a line as dumbfounded expressions took over their faces. Displayed before them were Rengoku and Tengen rolling around the floor like rabid animals, the both of them attempting to get the upper ground while yelling profundities at the other. Every time it looked like one of them was about to come out successful, the other was able to weasel their way out of the hold they had somehow found themselves stuck in, further repeating the cycle.

“If I’m one of your wives like you like to claim,” Rengoku began booming in his loud voice, Tengen held under him for a few moments as he sat on his chest. Already, Tengen was grabbing hold of Rengoku’s ankle, twisting the two of them around until it looked like Rengoku was going to land underneath him, the action only stopped when Rengoku was able to interlock his fingers around Tengen’s neck. “When are you going to ask my father if you can wed me.”

“I’ll ask him when you finally agree to let me court you,” Breaking out of the headlock that Rengoku had somehow been able to shove him into, Tengen finally snapped the smaller Hashira under him, one of his large hands coming down to hold Rengoku in place. He had been lying there for less than a second and Tengen could already see Rengoku gearing up to try and escape, some absurd tactic flickering to life behind his eyes. Trying to cut off the attack before it even happened, Tengen brought his other hand up to hold Rengoku’s hip in place, grumbling lowly, “I suggest you think very carefully about your next actions.”

Rengoku seemed to soften at that, some of the strain in his body lessening as he stared up at Tengen with wide eyes, breath panting out from his lips. For a few short-lived moments, Tengen thought that would be the end of his struggle and maybe–just maybe–an agreement to finally start the traditional procedures of courting. However, those hopes came crashing down as Rengoku launched himself towards Tengen, his forehead flying towards his face.

“Why are you like this?” Zenitsu’s high-pitched voice screeched out just as Rengoku’s head came crashing into Tengen’s nose, blood immediately spilling from it due to the hard impact. The gasp that followed from Zenitsu not only snapped his two companions out of their shock but also had Rengoku and Tengen’s heads pivoting around to face them.

Both of the Hashria’s faces scrunched at the sight of the younger Demon Slayers, not expecting any spectators as they sparred. Tengen seemed to be more annoyed at their addition though, his eyes rolling at Zenitsu’s interruption as he boredly asked, “Are you talking to him or me?”

“You, you idiot,” Zenitsu cried as he began marking forward, walking to the end of the deck where he stood tall with his arms crossed over his chest. No matter what the circumstances, Zenitsu always seemed to have a bone to pick with Tengen, no matter if they were fighting demons in the Entertainment District or if Tengen had blood dripping down his face from where Rengoku had headbutted him. Both Tanjirou and Inoskue stood behind him with their heads being faceplanted into their hands, waiting for Zenitsu’s outburst to come to an end. “Every time I see you, you’re always doing something! If it’s not kidnapping little girls then it’s harassing your fellow Hashira!”

“You’ve kidnapped little girls?” Rengoku hissed in question, his owlish eyes blinking at Tengen with uncertainty. This was the first time he had heard of anything of the sort. 

“That never happened,” Tengen quickly snapped, his head whipping around to face Rengoku. The thought of telling Rengoku had crossed Tengen’s mind a few times but he’d rather live to see another day without facing his future wife-to-be’s husband-to-be's wrath but now that whiny twerp had gone and ruined it. “How about you butt out. What are you even doing here?”

“What are we doing here?” Zenitsu scoffed loudly, steam almost erupting from his ears at the accusation. Pointing his nose up high into the air, Zenitsu’s voice cracked as he said, “We’ve been here all week! You’re the one who just randomly showed up.”

“Stop embarrassing yourself Monitsu,” Inosuke suddenly shouted, charging into Zenitsu’s back and almost knocking him over. Trying to stabilise the both of them quickly, Zenistu threw himself into an upright position with Inosuke clinging to his back, the boar-headed Demon Slayer getting comfortable there. “You’ve whined enough today already. I don’t know how much longer I can sit hear and listen to you scratch about nonsense. Your voice would’ve had you killed in the mountains.”

“Well, good thing we’re not in the mountains,” Tanjirou tried to quickly defuse the situation that was quickly escalating, attempting to pull Inosuke from Zenitsu’s back so they could hide away from the situation they had just made very awkward. When the two showed no signs of moving, Tanjirou dashed in front of them and bowed deeply to Rengoku and Tengen. “My deepest apologies for them. I’ll try and get them under control.”

“You better,” Tengen groaned, hardly sparing Tanjirou any attention, the other two starting to give him a headache. Turning back to Rengoku who was still sitting majority under him, Tengen asked, “Now, where were we?”

“You were telling me the part where you tried to kidnap some girls,” Rengoku prompted, a glare on his face.

“That never happened,” Tengen settled quickly, swearing that he would get back at Zenitsu some way. Staring down at Rengoku, Tengen’s attitude quickly changed, taking note of the positions they were actually in. Leaning down and presenting the bloody nose that had started to dry, he asked, “Moving on, do you think you can kiss it better?”

“No,” Rengoku said sharply. 

“Have I told you I loved you today?” Tengen tried again.

“Once you ask my father to wed me, then I’ll hear you.”

[genyakisser]

I LOVE SHINAZUGAWA ANGST‼️‼️

[rougepancake]

hear me out…jealous sex with tanjiro??? like reader tried to rile the normally calm and collected boy up by flirting with other men just as a prank? really need some possessive tanjiro smut in my system </3

AHAHAHAHAHHA BET

“Not jealous”?

Ft. Tanjiro Kamado

—} Marie’s 500 follower event

Warnings: Sexually explicit content under cut. Minors and ageless blogs dni. Jealous sex, possessive tanjiro. Aged up Tanjiro. (If you don’t like that then read my byf)

Tanjiro Kamado doesn’t get jealous.

Even when you try to upset him, he blows it off and ignores it. He knows you’re his, so why worry about it?

But it’s that mindset that has him questioning everything right now.

Why were you talking to Zenitsu like that? We’re you flirting with him? Was he flirting with you?? He kept making you laugh. Was he really that funny?

“Y/n. Let’s head home.”

“What? Why?”

The look he gave you forced you to shut up, and you didn’t dare question him further. He was pissed. But why??

Soon, the two of you entered his apartment, where he slammed you against the wall and immediately began attacking your neck with his lips.

“W-Woah now Tanjiro- what h-happened??” You tried to push him off, but he was relentless, his teeth now grazing against your sensitive skin.

“I’m going to show everyone that you’re taken.” He paused, pulling away and looking into your eyes smugly. “Why? Is something wrong?”

[unpopularwriter25]

Domestic fluff with tanjiro x reader where they have kids :)?

Hey! Thank you for the request!! Sorry for the delay!!

Sunlit Moments

It was beauty warm and sunny day. You got up early before Tanjiro and the kids to cook breakfast. You could hear the gentle coos of your youngest, a baby girl who had just woken up on the baby monitor.

Tanjiro was already by her side, lifting her from the crib with practiced ease. He whispered soothing words, his voice a comforting melody that always seemed to calm her.

"Daddy's here," Tanjiro murmured, planting a tender kiss on her tiny head before walking into the kitchen. His eyes lit up when he saw you, and he gave you a warm, loving smile. "Good morning, love."

You smiled at him and gave him a soft loving kiss. “Good morning. Sit down. I just finished breakfast.” You said as you made everyone's plates. “Haruto! Breakfast!” You called out.

Just then the door to the back door opened. “Mommy, look!" Your eldest, a bright-eyed boy with his father's freckles and determination, came running into the kitchen, holding a small bouquet of wildflowers. "I picked these for you!"

You knelt down, accepting the flowers with a smile and a kiss on his forehead. "They're beautiful, thank you, sweetheart." You placed the flowers in a vase. “Go sit down. It's time for breakfast.”

Once breakfast was ready, the four of you sat down together, enjoying the simple yet precious moments of family life. Tanjiro fed your daughter small bites of food, his patience and gentleness evident in every movement. Your son eagerly recounted a story from his dreams, his animated gestures making you and Tanjiro laugh.

After breakfast, you all went outside to the garden. Tanjiro took the opportunity to train with your son, guiding him through basic forms and techniques. You sat nearby, cradling your daughter in your arms and watching with a content smile. The sound of laughter and the sight of Tanjiro's encouraging nods filled you with a deep sense of happiness.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky, Tanjiro took a break and joined you on the grass. He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close. Your daughter reached out, her tiny fingers grasping at his haori.

"I love our family," Tanjiro said softly, his eyes shining with love and gratitude. "I couldn't ask for anything more."

You leaned into him, feeling the same overwhelming sense of love. "Me too. We're so lucky."

In that moment, surrounded by the laughter of your children and the warmth of Tanjiro's embrace, you knew that your heart had found its home. Together, you and Tanjiro had created a life filled with love, joy, and the promise of countless beautiful tomorrows.

[kny-doodles]

Hunger, a scene from little bunny, why are your eyes so red? by elreee

[skinntyy]

In honor of the new Demon Slayer season dropping 🩷

[luvbugs-blog]

getting saved by...

pairings: tanjiro x reader, inosuke x reader, zenitsu x reader

a/n: there will be a part two... but switched! you saving them!

warnings: POSSIBLE SPOILERS! also mentions of death in inosuke's (reader has to do what tanjiro did to wake up on the mugen train)

part two!

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tanjiro kamado

you try to brace yourself as you're thrown against a tree. it hurts, but you have to keep going. you think of the bright smile that always inspires you when you need it. the smile of your best friend. you take in a deep breath in, trying to control your total concentration, as you reflect on where you are at, and how you would rather be back at the butterfly mansion with your friends, who haven't finished healing yet.

you lift yourself up just in time to deflect the blood demon art of the spider sister, who almost captured you in her web ball. you fling yourself to the side, and when you jump up, prepared for the next attack, she's gone.

strange. you look around you at all of your surroundings, hoping that she won't pop out from behind the trees. your power, besides your breathing, is in your strength, so unfortunately, you lack any power of being able to sense where your opponent is by smell, audio, or some weird beasty sense thing that inosuke possesses.

you still and close your eyes, trying to focus on listening, when you hear something above you. something isn't right about this.

you are able to jump to the side just as the monster leaps where you were. this thing is massive, with a godawful spider face. not only is it creepy, but it scares you enough that you hide behind a tree, trying to think of a plan. that's when you remember tanjiro again.

last week, the two of you were eating breakfast at the butterfly mansion. you were sitting next to each other, chatting and occasionally laughing at inosuke devouring his onigiri. you turn to focus back on your conversation about tanjrio's "hinokami kagura", and how impressive it is.

"you truly are amazing, tanjiro! not even the hashira can perform two breathing techniques!" you gush, trying to imagine yourself doing the same. "you must feel so powerful!"

tanjiro scratches at his neck, trying to push down the raging blush that had formed on his face. "it's really not that impressive! I'm sure you could do the same if you really tried."

"oh, don't be ridiculous. i'm not near close enough to your level. and don't be modest either! just don't forget about me when you become a hashira," you say, with a little joke at the end.

tanjiro grabs your hands and stares at you a little too intensely. you feel a little startled. "don't say that about yourself! you are an incredible swordsman and i constantly want to be like you."

you blink, unsure what to make of the fervent compliments. you open your mouth, but before you can respond, he continues.

"you inspire me with your strength. you never give up and that is what's truly amazing!" you swear you can see little puffs of steam coming out of his ears.

"uh..."

"so don't underestimate yourself!"

you blink for a moment, trying to find your composure. and you don't know what else to do but laugh.

"well, alright then!" you give him a huge smile and hug him tight. "thank you, tanjiro," you whisper into his ear. he just hugged you tighter to his body. what you missed seeing was the very pointed look given to him by zenitsu.

you brace yourself and make a move from behind the tree, rushing at the creature who was looking for you in the opposite direction. activating your first breathing form, you aim at the giant's arm, hoping to buy some time while he is regenerating. but your sword doesn't cut through. instead, he flings you a couple meters back. you land harshly on the ground, and you wince when you feel your ribs crack. you take a deep breath in, desperately hoping for an idea to get you out of this mess.

the monster roars, destroying trees in his path as he searches for you. "LEAVE MY FAMILY ALONE."

some hell of a family, you think, as you roll out of the way to escape a tree from crushing you. you rush at the monster again, this time aiming for his neck with your sixth breathing form, but to no avail. your sword still doesn't go through.

you can see the monster's hand coming towards you. you're going to die. there's no way you can move out of the way without breaking your sword, and you won't be able to survive without it. think! you desperately rack your brain for ideas, but it's too late.

you close your eyes as the hand comes to you, but you never feel the impact. you quickly open your eyes to see a checkered haori blocking the monster's head.

"tanjiro!"

"y/n! i was so worried when we arrived and saw all of the bodies!" the hand shakes the two of you off, and tanjiro holds you close as you both fall to the ground. he's quick to jump to his feet, but you're still a little sore from your earlier exchanges with the tree. he gives you a charming smile as he helps you off the ground. "i'm so glad you are alright."

you jump up to give him a tight hug, trying to fight off the nerves of your near-death experience.

"gonpachiro! are you going to help me out or keep flirting?" you cough as he glances over at inosuke trying to saw his way through the monster's arm.

before you can react, he presses a quick kiss to your forehead before running to help. "stay alive, ok!" he yells, "i have to confess something after the battle!"

you allow yourself one bashful smile before lunging into the fight, helping your future bf and one weird boar.

inosuke hashibira

you gasp for air as you're being held down by the neck by the train's appendage. you try to break free, but your sword is just out of reach and the tentacle thing is just too slimy to really grab hold of it. with one hand, you try to free your neck, and with the other hand, you strain for your sword. the appendage lifts you a bit and slams you back down, making something in your arm snap. you try to scream, but nothing comes out. your vision starts getting a little blurry, and black starts creeping around the edges.

what should you do? before you can do anything, a big eye pops out and blinks at you.

when you open your eyes, you have to adjust, because it suddenly got very bright. you sit up off the ground, looking around for the train, but you don't see anything. you do recognize this dirt path you are on though.

you lift yourself up and start along the path until you come across... the butterfly mansion? something wasn't right. you were supposed to be helping tanjiro and inosuke with the train demon.

just then you heard a cackle coming from inside the building. how is inosuke here? you also heard a scream coming from the inside. you sprint to the sound, and throw the doors open to see your little sibling cowering behind your parents, who were in a protective stance and looking up at the ceiling. on the ceiling was inosuke, crawling around like a weirdo.

"mom? dad?" how were they here? their deaths were the reason you became a demon slayer in the first place. tears start pouring down your cheeks as you run towards your beloved family. you stay there, hugging them for what seems like hours. your parents were very confused, but accepted the affection nontheless. your sibling was giggling at how stupid you looked, but you could care less, because at least they were alive.

maybe this whole slayer thing was just a bad dream. BAM. you jerk your head to see inosuke had come down from the ceiling. how did you forget? so the slayer thing was not just a dream. so what the hell is happening?

inosuke walks up to you and grabs your hand. "come on, y/n! let's go train." he walks you outside and into the woods.

"inosuke, i think something is wrong. we were fighting a demon and then we ended up back here. do you know anything?" he steps back and lifts his mask up, letting it fall to the ground.

"what the hell are you talking about?" he starts towards you, backing you into a tree. you put your hands to his chest, looking into his eyes.

"this is not the time to fight right now! i'm being serious-" you are silenced when he puts his finger to your lips, cocks his head and looks at you.

"the fuck are you yappin' about? you know the training thing is just a ruse." he puts his hands on your side and squeezes, making you gasp. he lays his head into the crook of your neck and gives you a small little bite, in which you grab onto his shoulders in shock. "we do this all the time."

Y/N!

you push inosuke back and look around. you grab onto his shoulder and gently shake it.

"didn't you hear that?" he just snorts. "hear what?"

Y/N!

"there it is again! someone is calling my name!" inosuke shakes his head and pushes against you once more, arms circling your waist. he starts to leave kisses up your neck, which causes you to let out a little whine. this was a little dream of yours that you kept a secret so no one would find out about your little crush.

pause.

A DREAM! of course!

"i've got to get out of here." inosuke lifts his head up.

"what?"

"you don't understand. this is a dream! the real you needs me right now." you run around the woods, searching for the demon that put you to sleep. if you kill it, you might be able to get out. how else would you wake up?

you slow to a stop, realizing the demon isn't in the dream with you. dream inosuke pokes your back. "what are you doing?"

you turn to him, unsure of what you're about to do. you reach to his waist and grab one of his swords.

"i'm sorry." you whisper, terrified. you bring the sword up to your neck. what if you're wrong? what if there are repercussions from the dream in reality. what if you actually died?

you push your hand up again the blade, ready, when a hand grabs your wrist. you look up into his beautiful face, which looked miserable.

"don't you want to be with me?" you almost drop the sword from your neck. you raise your hand to dream inosuke's face.

"it's all i've ever wanted, since we met. that's why i have to do this. to be with the real you." you pull your wrist free and scream, and with a twist of the blade, everything goes dark.

you wake up and take a deep breath. you can feel the wind from the roof of the train, and you realize it worked. you look over to see the appendage that was holding you wither into dust on the ground.

"you done taking your little nap? we got a demon to kill!" you smile at the taunting voice coming from behind you. you turn and jump into his arms.

"h-hey!" you lift his mask to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"thank you for waking me up," you say, before running off to where tanjiro was calling your name. inosuke follows behind you, very glad the mask is covering the redness of his face.

zenitsu agatsuma

there is no way you are making it out of this one alive, unless you hear the drum again. there are two demons making their way to you in this moving house. you aren't skilled enough to taken on two demons by yourself. so you are holding out that the drum will beat again soon, so that the rooms will shift. the first demon crawls closer and lashes it's tongue at you. you swipe at it, and the tip falls off, spraying blood over your uniform. while the first demon sprawls backwards in pain, the second lunges at you, and just as you swing your sword at it's neck, the drum shifts the rooms around.

you fall through the air in this new room, but land on something solid. you look down to see zenitsu under you.

"oh my goodness!" you hug him tight, thankful to see his face instead of another demon. while you're too busy with your relief, he's focused on your legs on either side of his waist. pervert.

his euphoria ends quickly, however, when you hoist yourself up and introduce yourself to the kid he is with. shoichi, the little boy, is so relieved that another slayer joined them, so he didn't have to put up with zenitsu's tantrums by himself.

while he is introducing himself, zenitsu sits up and screams. you turn, shielding the boy behind you, when you spot the tongue demon making it's way toward the three of you.

you all run to the nearest room and while you hope for another drum, you know you won't be so lucky this time, so you focus your attention on the door, hoping to be able to ambush the demon when he enters the room.

"no, no, no, no, no. please wake up." you turn to see zenitsu passed out on the floor.

"shoichi, i need you to get him to the wall if you can." then you turn your attention to the approaching demon, whose tongue had already regenerated. the tongue lashes out at you once more, but faster this time. you knew you wouldn't have time to cut it off, so you settle for deflecting it.

but the force of his tongue was too strong, and you were thrown backwards, hitting the wall and roughly falling to the ground. you crawl back over to zenitsu and shoichi, praying the drum sounds again.

you go to stand up to face the demon again when a soft hand pushes you back. you look up to see zenitsu and are surprised. wasn't he just passed out?

you see him get into position and hear a faint, "thunder breathing, first form". you blink and the demon is dead.

zenitsu sways for a second before falling back to the ground. you rush over to make sure he's ok to discover he's... STILL ASLEEP?

he jerks awake and squeals when he see's the demon's body disintegrating. he latches onto your torso and shamelessly hides his face into your skin.

"y/n-chaaaaan, you saved me! thank you thank you thank you!"

you look over at shoichi who just shrugs. with a small laugh, you lean over and press a kiss to zenitsu's head.

"let's try to get out of here, yeah?"

"AHHH y/n-chaaaaaan! let's get married!"

a/n: SORRRRRY i am so tired and so i rushed zenitsu's, but i hope it's still good! i'll try to finish the part two tomorrow (with a special surprise drabble!)