#kny bnha crossover

[yuki2sksksk]

Izuku and Luffy got curious on Tanjirou's forehead strength.

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[deyageka]

July is the birthday month of some of my favorite green bois 💚

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[cringeyvanillamilk]

That time when I drew anime characters in different styles!💦

[elaemae]

If hypothetically, you see a new tcf crossover fanfic, which one of these would you like to see more?

Reblog for bigger sample size or perish

[2demon2slayer]

tanjirou adapts shockingly well to super-powered society. super-powered society might need another minute.

bonus:

[flower-blossoms654]

She began to giggle, a pitched keen that echoed into the quiet surprise of the battle.

"As if that would work! I'm not human!"

She opened her eyes and the writing on it was displayed clearly: Upper Moon Six.

Ume Shabana! Quirk: Nostalgia!

The villains watched in horror as her sashes reconnected her lulling head to her body.

[ms-kio]

Demon(slayer?)hood

Izuku Midoriya, Eri X Demon Slayer! 2296 Words

“Remember, boy. If you see me, run. I’m only about four hundred years old then. I will not recognize you.” The six-eyed demon commanded his pupil, the only sign of his aging being the silver white hair streaking his ponytail.

Izuku bowed, “Hai Sensei!” He said, the necklace gifted to him bouncing off his chest as he righted himself.

“And hide that necklace.” Kokushibo reminded Izuku. “Having one of my eyes on you is an immediate trial in the Demon Slayer Corps, and potential execution.” The boy nodded, tucking the jewelry under his shirt.

“I’ll only use it as a last resort.” Next to Izuku was a little girl, Eri. Since Overhaul had been imprisoned and not killed, she had no faith in her safety anywhere in this world. She was eager to step through the rip in reality behind her, to leave forever.

Kokushibo stood up, walking around his desk and embracing the two silently. He didn’t ask if they wanted to turn back, or change their minds. All he did was shove them through the portal, turning to face a mask, and a pair of golden eyes.

~ ~ ~

Izuku immediately turned, frantically looking for Eri. Where was she? He drew his Scorpion Stinger, wandering into the forest at the sound of rustling leaves. “You! Bow to the power of the Great Inosuke!” Now, Izuku knew someone named Katsuki Bakugou, and immediately recognized the attitude.

“Fight me!” The greenette shouted back. “Whoever wins has to help the other with one request!”

The boy paused for a minute, as if not believing what he was hearing. “Finally! Someone wants to fight me! Bring it on!” Inosuke howled, charging Izuku. The youngest of the Midoriya Family expertly sheathed his sword, entering a grappling match with his new friend.

Eventually, Midoriya decided to end their match, taking a deep breath in. ‘Broccoli Breathing, Friendship Bat!’ Izuku landed a roundhouse kick on Inosukes skull, causing the boy to collapse, his boar mask falling off and revealing one of the prettiest faces he had ever seen. But not as pretty as Eri’s, of course. Izuku picked Inosuke up, along with his mask, carrying him down the path towards the Final Selection, which Kokushibo told him he needed to attend if he wanted assistance from the demon slayers in any significant way.

Izuku had planned on just living a quiet life with Eri as his pseudo sister, but now with her missing -most likely separating in the portal- he needed all the help he could get.

: : :

About an hour later, Izuku had taken a break from carrying Inosuke, stopping by a river to bathe himself. The water was cold at first, but felt nice against his scars. Scars he had earned in only his first year of hero training.

The boy had given up heroism after the year was over. It had become too much for him, and he wanted to preserve himself for the people who he loved; Every inch of unscarred flesh, and every bone left unshattered in his body. He’d given OFA to Aizawa-sensei to give to students of his choosing, teaching the man how to separate the quirks and transfer them individually with Quirk Pass and how to use them over the summer. However, Aizawa had decided to have Izuku keep Danger Sense and Black Whip, being one of the few who knew of Izuku's plans to enter a world of demons, with a little girl to protect.

They had delivered the news in a last minute fashion to his classmates (aside from Bakugou), only telling them that he would be leaving, and not coming back. Izuku had cried when he told them, but he didn’t regret it. He couldn’t bear to look at the world he lived in any longer, cloaking disdain for it every minute of every day he was allowed to let his thoughts stew.

And what better place to go than Kokushibos own world? A place he might be able to find something familiar without wishing it wasn’t there.

Izuku was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed Inosuke join him in the river until now, quiet and with his back turned as he washed himself. His mask and clothes were on the riverbank with Izuku's belongings, however, they weren't folded like the greenette’s was.

The duo continued to respectfully ignore each other until the hour was up, when they both left the river to dry and get dressed.

“Inosuke-san.” Midoriya spoke up after a minute, drawing the boy's attention. “Are you alright?” Inosuke paused for a minute, before sparkling and answering.

“Yup!” The bluette replied. “I was being quiet because creatures usually don’t like to talk while they are vulnerable, or their scars are present.”

Izuku smiled, then grinned. “Thank you Inosuke. By the way, what is your full name?” He asked.

“Hashibira! Hashibira Inosuke! What is your name, person-I-owe-a-favor-to?” Hashibira asked in turn, still sparkling.

“Midoriya Izuku.” The boys sparkling intensified, causing Izuku to shield his eyes. “Tone it down, will you?” The sparkling went down, and Izuku was able to see again. “My little sister went missing. She has pale blue hair and red eyes. Would you look for her when we part ways?”

“Fine! I will find your sister! You can count on it!”

~ ~ ~

Eri opened her eyes, looking around. Where was she? Where was Izuku?!

Suddenly, the horned girl heard the strike of a biwa, and her surroundings changed. She was on a tatami mat floor, in a room that had walkways and stairs on the ceiling and walls, appealing to have infinite surfaces in every direction. "W-where am I?" She asked quietly, too confused to be scared. "You are in the Infinity fortress, young one." A femenine voice replied. Up on a raised platform, a woman holding a biwa looked down at Eri. "Tell me girl. Are you human? Can you walk in the sunlight?" Eri nodded, hesitantly looking around. The woman struck her biwa again, teleporting next to Eri, causing her to jump a little. "Sit, girl. What is your name?" Eri sat down obediently next to the woman,"My name is Eri Aizawa."

~ ~ ~

Nakime glanced at the girl, noticing the exhaustion on her face. "Come, girl." She said, putting her biwa down. "You look tired, you can lie on my lap." The pale blue haired girl cast her a thankful look, accepting Nakimes offer and almost immediately falling soundly asleep, in what looked like the first time in days.

Not an hour later though, Nakime sensed the Upper Moons. They were granted permission by Muzan to enter whenever they pleased, much to her irritation, so Muzan allowed her to kick them out after 24 hours if they were too bothersome. Kokushibo and Akaza were never a problem, Daki and Gyutaro mostly minded their own business, but the other three could get annoying as hell. It was even worse when Doma and Akaza were in the same area, she always had to clean up their messes. Though, she really couldn't blame the ladder.

Kokushibo was the first to reach Nakime and the sleeping girl, much to her thankfulness, who seemed to catch on to the situation and went to quiet the loud ones. Namely Doma, but the others too. Roughly 15 minutes later, the others arrived.

They were all quiet, much to Nakimes temporary relief, until Doma opened his mouth. "Aw! How cute!" He said quietly, to everyone's surprise. But, he wasn't quiet enough. The girl jumped, clutching onto Nakimes kimono in fear, snapping awake instantly. The biwa demon glared at the blonde, placing a hand on the girl's shaking form.

"Doma, you fool." Akaza hissed. "Kokushibo said to be quiet." The demon promptly decapitated Doma with his hand, veins bulging.

"I was just trying to be nice!" Doma protested.

Nakimes anger had been steadily rising, but immediately simmered down when the girl stopped shaking, standing up and timidly approaching the decapitated head. The gore didn't seem to bother her as blood dripped onto her feet, proceeding to hold the head up to Domas' still standing body. "H-here you go sir." She said quietly, the demon taking his head and putting it back on his head.

"Why thank you little girl!" He said. No longer trying to be quiet, but not loud either. The girl quickly zipped behind Kokushibo, clutching his hakama pant leg as she eyed the other demons cautiously.

~ ~ ~

Kokushibo looked down at the little girl, giving her a questioning look as she returned his gaze. It was silent for a moment as they had a small staring contest, until she wrapped her arms around his legs. "You look like you need a hug." She said, as she closed her eyes and pressed her face into the side of his thigh. The demon's stoic demeanor broke as a small smile graced his face, placing a hand on the girl's head. A calm, peaceful sensation washed over Kokushibo as he ruffled the girl's hair, his eyes falling closed in a happy manner, his smile widening ever so slightly. But, the moment was ruined when the duo heard the metallic clang of one of Domas' fans clattering to the ground.

Kokushibo almost felt bad for his second.

~ ~ ~

As Akaza turned around to face Kokushibo, he saw something he never thought he would ever see in his life. 'Kokushibo is smiling. Upper Moon One is fucking smiling.' Using his compass, Akaza sensed Doma was about to turn around and say something stupid, so he quickly slapped a hand over his superiors mouth, motioning to Kokushibo.

'And Doma stayed quiet. Doma is being quiet- WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?'

~ ~ ~

Muzan Kibutsuji was quite confused when he felt large amounts of panic, shock, and confusion from Akaza. But oddly, Upper Moon Three wasn't dying. This caused Muzans confusion to rise. He looked into Akazas head to hear: 'Kokushibo was smiling. Upper Moon One is fucking smiling.' Akaza then quickly slapped a hand over Domas mouth.

'And Doma stayed quiet. Doma is being quiet- WHAT THE FUCK IS-' And thats where Muzan left Akazas mind.

He then decided to visit Kokushibos head and felt a peaceful serenity in the demon. His eyes were closed, but he could feel a small child hugging the demon's body. From Upper Ones memories, he saw the face of a red eyed girl, with a small, barely noticeable stub of a horn. In the background, the demon king could hear Daki fawning over the girl in her head. Muzan then shifted to Doma, who was stunned to silence, almost feeling bad when the blonde dropped his fan.

~ ~ ~

Eri jumped when she heard a metallic clang, looking over to the blonde man, who seemed relatively shocked. Eri hesitantly let go of the six-eyed man's hakama, walking over and picking up his fan. "S-sir?" She stuttered out, drawing his attention. "You dropped this." The girl held up his fan, seemingly snapping him back to reality.

"Oh, thank you! I was just surprised, it's not often you see Kokushibo-dono smile." The blonde smiled, who Eri remembered his name was Doma, from when Mr. Kokushibo was telling them about his world.

She gave a small nod and hurried over to said pink-haired man, hugging his legs in a similar manner. "You also look like you need a hug." Eri said. This one was Akaza. Kokushibo had described him as one of the better ones, he wouldn't hurt her. She didn't notice Akaza giving Kokushibo a panicked look, asking for advice. The demon only nodded towards the girl's head with his own, prompting the nervous demon to pat Eri on her pale blue locks. Eri didn't notice any of this, only leaning into the demon's touch, happy for the comforting gesture.

Eri then passed out, stressed by the recent development, and light headed from the last blood draw.

~ ~ ~

Akaza panicked again, quickly catching the girl's limp body as she fell. Did he do something wrong?! He glanced around to see the other Upper Moons snickering, even Kokushibo had an amused glint in his eye. Akaza then glanced at Nakime, begging her for answers. She only smiled and gestured to her lap, Akaza quickly placing the girl with her.

"Akasa, you dolt." Daki snickered. "The kid's just tired and stressed. Don't worry your pink-haired head." Akaza sighed in relief, almost wilting. But he, and all the other Upper Moons, went ramrod straight when they sensed Muzan in the room, bowing immediately. Aside from Nakime, who simply straightened in attention.

"Originally, I was going to make her my heir, and train her to be the next Demon Queen." He stated. "However, it seems being with you six would be better for her. Teach the girl the ways of the Upper Moons, only then I will make her the new ruler of demons." Muzan then warped away, presumably returning to his office. All of the demons were shocked at this new development, Muzan was not one to give up even an ounce of his power.

"Well well well!" Doma was the first to speak up. "That is quite interesting! What should we teach her?" He asked.

"I'll teach her hand-to-hand." Akaza offered.

"Swordsmanship." Kokushibo continued.

"I'll teach her how to appear human for when she becomes a demon!" Doma said.

"I'll help with that." Daki also said. "And Gyutaro says he'll teach her about poisons. Hantengu, you and Doma can teach her psychology. And Gyokko, you and Nakime can teach her about music and craftsmanship." The lewd demon ordered, not afraid of her superiors. During this, Nakime had put the girl to bed, much to Akazas relief. He swore, if anything were to happen to her, Akaza would kill everyone in the room and then himself.

~ ~ ~

Muzan choked. What now?!

[kakushigotofanclub]

Scene from my KnY AU which is entitled, “A Couple of Bad Ideas and a Shot in the Dark.”

“Zenitsu?” Tanjiro blinks. “What are you doing outside in the middle of the night?” Zenitsu doesn’t respond; Tanjiro realizes he must be having a sleepwalking episode. “Come on, let’s get you back to bed,” he says gently, putting a hand on Zenitsu’s arm to guide him back inside. Quicker than Tanjiro can process, Zenitsu grabs his wrist, holding it in an iron grip. He still doesn’t turn to look at him. Tanjiro tries to tug his arm back. Zenitsu’s grip tightens. “Hey,” Tanjiro says, brows furrowed in concern and confusion. “Stop that. Let me go, you’re hurting me.” No response. “Zenitsu. Come on, cut it out. You’re freaking me out.” Finally, Zenitsu speaks. At least, it must be him, because there’s no one else around…but it doesn’t sound like him at all. His voice robotic and almost distorted, nothing like Tanjiro’s ever heard from Zenitsu—or...or even a human—before. But what he says is even stranger. “Sleepwalker Agent 038 has been activated.”

Tanjiro feels his heart rate begin to pick up. He tries to unfurl Zenitsu’s fingers tightened around his wrist. Something is not right. Zenitsu faces Tanjiro. His head is tilted to the side and his eyes are all white. His expression is blank, totally emotionless. Tanjiro finally frees his arm, and he stumbles backwards. “What…what’s going on?” That same strange voice, the one that can’t possibly belong to him: “Target identified. Termination to ensue.” “What?” Tanjiro sputters. Zenitsu begins to walk towards him, face completely void of emotion. “Zenitsu! What are you doing? Snap out of it! What the heck are you talking about?” “Any attempts to reach host will be unsuccessful. The Sleepwalker will remain in control until target has been terminated.” Zenitsu stops walking for a moment. Then the porch lights go out, leaving them lit only by the moon, peeking out through the clouds. Electricity crackles around Zenitsu for a moment, indicating he’s charged up. And then he lunges forward with the intent to kill.

[brenda0mh]

I am in love with a very specific My Hero x Demon Slayer au. It's a crossover with the Hashira's being labelled as vigilantes in the my hero verse with the way that they 'deal' with their villains [demons].

(I have only seen this concept once as a gacha reaction and I so desperately want to read it as a story, but I guess some things just don't exist *sigh*).

Does anyone at least know where I can find more of this concept?

[sunbreathr]

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[reijixia13]

SOOOO I have the urge to make fanfics for my wattpad books that I'll be trying to update within 2-3 week prior

I have 5 drafts waiting for my KnY lovers🥰

My new book has 2 parts already but I'm making Chapter 2 currently

My lovies that loves Ouran High School Host Club like muah I have 1 draft for y'all 🤌✨

My sweets that have been waiting for our Pucca!Reader for the next adventure!

And finally

Another various, I may make 2 parts cause there's manhwa made from 2 years ago

I screenshotted this first thing in the morning before going to the market🥲

[beanieable]

Let’s go, I have some ideas for the KNY x BNHA crossover!

At first the story focuses on Genya getting used to the new time he’s in. The whole time, Mina is working her way close to him. She thinks he’s really cool and wants to be friends. Since Genya is rather shy around girls, it takes a while. Eventually he warms up to her and gets used to her, getting rid of the shyness forwards her.

Spending time with Mina brings out his big brother side again. He hasn’t been a big brother for years, it’s nice to do that again.

Around the time of the sports festival, Genya notices how Shoto acts when Endeavor is brought up. On the das of the sports festival, Genya witnesses a confrontation between Shoto and his father. That day he decided that Shoto needs a big brother to keep him safe.

Genya worms his way into Shotos heart in a week. Because of Genya Mina and Shoto also become good friends. They eventually acknowledge each other as siblings as well, even if it’s only by association at first.

Basically the focus is on Genya and his new little siblings until Sanemi joins and then the focus would shift to Sanemi for a bit. Him coming to terms with everything and slowly warming up to Shoto and Mina. It isn’t hard for him to grow to love them, they adore Genya as much as he does.

They are a family and Genya and Sanemi are determined to keep these two safe. They couldn’t protect their family the first time around, they’ll do everything to keep them safe this around.

[crossovershipsandedits]

Characters: Mitsuri Kanroji x Taishiro Toyomitsu

Fandoms: Demon Slayer/Kimetsu no Yaiba | My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia

Relationship: Romantic

[2demon2slayer]

fusing my current hyperfixation with my previous hyperfixation: time travel shenanigans

[flower-blossoms654]

just imagining Tanjiro in a version of my Nostalgia! au (crossover between mha and kny)

Where he tells his mother that he wants to be a hero, and it seems like it comes from nowhere. Where there's been this disconnect between them since he's gotten his quirk. Where she wants to protect him and he knows too much to be protected.

After he remembered everything from that past life--that its possible for him to lose everyone. That there's a reality in which Tanjiro Kamado loses everything but his sister. That its possible that the family he has now can all die in an instant.

And his mother is supportive but doesn't understand why he would leave this peaceful life set up for him. A life in which he inherits the family bakery and does what he seemed to always enjoy doing. A life in which he showed no previous inclination to jump into the thick of battle even though he has one of the greatest hearts for it.

And he just sits on the porch of their house and decides to be vulnerable for once in his life. He sheds the walls he put up ever since he was four and he discovered just how vivid blood and terror could be. He uses his quirk and vivid red strings flow around him. He grabs a hold of one and part of a familiar scene plays. Its him at thirteen, in that oh so distant past that only he knows once existed, sobbing in the snow after finding the bodies of his family. It's only him - only his sorrow. No blood or the aftermath that he saw. It is still only a fraction of what happened that day.

His mother still hugs him tightly as his thirteen year-old self screams, hundreds of years in the past.

[ms-kio]

The Ghostly Foxes Aren't Special

Urokodaki & Students X My Hero Academia! 772 Words

Even in his grave, Urokodaki wept. He wept for the children who died under his care, the small ray of hope being his only two living students. "Urokodaki-san?" The man opened his deathly eyes to see a fox mask, one of his own. This one was olive green, fading to white towards the bottom. The bright red nose and mouth were feminine, while the eyes took on a more masculine look, dark lavender in color.

"Ah, you're awake. Don't blame yourself for us, you did what you could. To me, that is the most beautiful thing a human can do." Ah, Kio. He was an interesting character. The boy had always been fascinated with humans and their 'beauty'. Sakonji didn't pretend to understand him, and Kio didn't try to explain. It was fine like that. Kio was wearing his cloud haroi- the same one he gave all his students- as well as a belt for his katana and a long red rope. No matter how many times he asked, Kio would never tell him what it was for.

There was another boy crouching next to Kio, who had white hair with black roots. His mask was completely white, with small red spider lily petals scattered around. The eyes were completely black with red irises, maroon veins branching from the bottoms of the eyes. For the mouth, unlike the others, the teeth were bared and bloody, showcasing the gums.

This was Haise. He was a kind and meek boy most of the time, but his split personality- Kaneki- was brutal, vulgar, and prone to bursts of anger. Urokodaki recalled the boy cracking his fingers frequently, often having to wrap his hands whenever he broke them.

Behind the two boys stood a blonde girl- Kirari- her hair braided into two hoops on her sides. She was a cruel and cunning girl, and magnificent at games and gambling. Reading people came extremely easy to her, as well as manipulation. Sakonji could easily describe her as ambitious, often asking about the other slayers and Hashira, as well as how to climb the ranks. Her mask had a blue nose and mouth, with scattered rose gold spades, hearts, clubs and diamonds across the cheeks. The pupils of the eyes were a spade and a heart, the whites fading from white to gray towards the edges. They had small gold lashes, which would glimmer in the darkness, if Urokodaki recalled correctly.

Behind them were all the other children, including; a blonde boy who always held a notebook, a brunette who loved shopping and using hammers to hit her enemies, a broccoli haired boy who could never seem to keep his bones intact, and a dark blue haired girl with spider stockings and gloves. Sakonji turned to see his four latest disciples: Tanjiro, Giyu, Sabito, and Makomo. And when Urokodaki opened his arms for a hug, all fifty-seven of them rushed in, the silence filling with tears and laughter. "I'm so glad you all forgive me." The teacher said to his students, once everyone calmed down.

Of course, Sensei." Kirari spoke up. "You saved all of us," she gestured to the crowd, "even from ourselves." Haise dipped his head, while Oka fidgeted with her hands.

After a few minutes of casual conversation and the others getting to know Tanjiro and Giyu, they quickly dubbed Tanjiro the 'Sunshine Child' of the 'Cloud Corps'. But soon after that, the fog around them started to lift. The sky opened up to daytime, the sun hanging high above them. "My gosh- don't stare at it!"

: : :

Urokodaki was still reeling at the fact that he was walking on living land, having gone through nearly all of his tea. His students have all decided to sleep in trees, aside from Tanjiro, who couldn't because of his arm. The boy felt terribly guilty, but after some reassurance from his fellow water breathers, he let himself sleep in the house. They felt, out of all of them, Tanjiro deserved it the most, especially after all the shit he went through. Though, Tanjiro insisted on helping whenever he could. Whether that be making Urokodakis tea, or weaving hammocks for the others.

Everyone else was out training with Giyu, warming up for their excursion to the modern-looking city about twenty miles out. The mask maker and his students had all figured out that they had traveled through time, the question to answer now was: 'why?'

~ ~ ~

Hizashi Yamada was on his evening patrol, when he noticed something. There were eyes on him. He couldn't spot who was watching him, but the presence was unnerving. like a hunter stalking its prey.