#poor Tanjiro was just trying to help

[l4vend3rs]

Keen observation: Giyū is a hypocrite:

Let me explain:

I have a headcannon // Oneshot for this that I will link HERE when it is finished x.

Alright, to prove this point I am going to focus on two specific points (With Anime episodes and Manga chapters listed)

Okay: the first point to be made is with when Tanjiro is trying to convince Giyú to come and train the other demon slayers, and Giyú is doing all he can to avoid and // or ignore poor sweet Tanjiro.

Exhibits A // B // C:

"Giyú sannnnn!!" // "Mr. Giyuuu!!"

Throughout Season five, Episode two "Water Hashira Giyú Tomioka's Pain" (Covering from chapter 130 of the Manga), we get to see Tanjiro's sheer determination to convince the stoic hashira to join in training the younger // lower ranking corps members - to which Giyú consistently either flat out refuses him, or ignores him - leading to a rather hilarious sequence of events that last over a few days.

And at one point we get to see things from Giyú's perspective - and what he says made me get thinking: HMM THIS SEEMS AWFULLY FAMILIAR - OH YEAH THAT'S BECUASE IT IS.

(Thoughts) Is he going to… keep this up for the rest of my life?

(Thoughts) If I talk to him, will he stop stalking me?

AND THAT LEADS ME INTO POINT B. Throughout Season five  Episode 7, "Stone Hashira Gyomei Himejima" - We find Giyú and Sanemi in the midst of a heated spar - only for Tanjiro to intervene because he thinks that they are actually fighting each other.

He then proceeds to talk about Sanemi's enjoyment of Ohagi (For reference Ohagi is a Japanese sweet that is made of glutenous rice flour and red bean paste // it is also sometimes called red bean mochi and is like an inside out Daifuku) - And Giyú displays interest in this, notable by the remark he passes to the other Hashira

"You like Ohagi?"

(Also how refreshing was it to see Giyú actually trying to make friends?? Like AHHHH he's trying so hard and WHO DOES THAT SOUND LIKE?? - TANJIRO.)

Giyú then goes on to tell Tanjiro his silly little plan; the next time he sees Sanemi - he's going to hide some Ohagi up his sleeve to give to him. Now see, that sounds really cute and all, but imagine this from Sanemi's perspective.

He's clearly embarrassed by Tanjiro talking about his liking of Ohagi - based off his reaction to Tanjiro bringing it up. He shouted, and then stormed off.

Now picture the person who he hates on a level nearly par with demons (Someone who is always painfully quiet and uninterested in him) suddenly acting all smiley and enthusiastic, brandishing Ohagi from... up his sleeve? I don't know about you, but that would seem quite odd to me, condescending even.

Personally, I headcannon that Giyú went full Tanjiro in his pursuit to give Sanemi some Ohagi and become friends with him, but a more so silent approach. Like he'd still be overbearing, but with that little smile of his accompanied by an empty stare and total silence.

It'd creep the hell out of Sanemi and probably make him feel a little insecure, almost embarrassed of himself if Giyuu was going to this length in (what he thinks is) teasing him.

Another instance of miscommunication for them. Sanemi would probably start thinking like Giyú had-

"Is he going to keep this up forever!?"

"Goddammit, if I entertain this will he leave me alone?!"

(Just look at his silly face // he is both pure of heart and dumb of ass)

but I think Sanemi's face was bound to look less like that ^^^ and more like this: vvv

AND THERE IS MY LITTLE ESSAY ON WHY GIYU IS A HYPOCRITE - WHETHER HE KNOWS IT OR NOT.

And an abridged one below:

( I think he would have eventually taken a piece of Ohagi from him, and that it would have made Giyú insanely happy - but Sanemi takes that as him being sarcastic - causing more friction on his side, whereas Giyú thinks they are making progress, making him do it again.

I think this kerfuffle would have only been cleared up after the final battle, to which Sanemi feels a little worse for being so cold to Giyú - but is immediately forgiven and gifted with a bunch of Ohagi, as Giyú grew quite skilled at making it after so many practice runs. )

THEY'RE SO SILLY I LOVE THEM

[strawberrymochin]

A Letter.....Long Lost!

kyojuro rengoku x fem!reader

word count- 12.2k

synopsis- the discovery of an old letter from kyojuro rengoku's room shakes the world of tanjiro. he thought he fulfilled every wish of rengoku. however he missed one. tanjiro needs to deliver it to the one it was written for; but the letter has nothing written except a name 'y/n'. who is y/n and how will tanjiro find her?

genre/warnings- post war timeline/ mentions of death/ slice of life/ angst/ fluff/ lots of flashbacks/ kamaboko trio going on a quest to find reader/ emotionally unavailable parents/ just read it i swear it wont disappoint/ comfort/ scenes of rengoku and mitsuri training/ mentions of mugen train

a/n- i had this idea in my head and i literally wrote this in two days. Loosely based off a film I'm obsessed with...this is my first time writing a long fic. im hella nervous. it will have a sequel with a reincarnation au and smut. not fully proof read, ignore small errors.

Nezuko chimed in as urokodaki made his appearance. Soon more people will join in. Kanao and aoi are helping in the kitchen, making several dishes while inosuke is trying to get aoi give him some to taste.

Tanjiro and zenitsu are spreading out the mats for people to sit and get comfy.

“urokodaki sensei! Please come and join.” tanjiro said noticing his former teacher, carrying a huge basket wrapped in a cloth with water patterns similar to his haori. Nezuko trails behind him bringing another basket.

“i brought some mitarashi dango and some hanami-zake for everyone.” said urokodaki with a soft voice, that made nezuko wonder if he was smiling under his tengu mask.

It's been 2 years since the war ended. People lost their dear ones with a pain bearing smile. Some endured injuries that would sustain through out their life marking them as ‘crippled’; while some sacrificed themselves for the greater good.

Seasons changed since then.

So did several people.

People who turned their hearts into stone, heavy from guilt of their family dying; who suffered from the culpability of being protected…

“giyuu san’s here too, please sit inside with the others while we get the stuff ready.”

“yeah how's your sister? I brought her some new kimonos”

A mild smile forming on his lips.

Tanjiro’s eyes widened a bit. It's kinda still new to him seeing such a soft side of the guy who barely used to smile.

……have let their guard down, allowing themselves to move on, now that there's no more threat hanging in the air.

People who had been afflicted by the remorseful long sleepless nights of trauma; killing the one who once bore them in her womb; whose eyes had become dull and frantic, dying inside in agony…..

“oi tomioka! Move outta my way!” grumbled sanemi, throwing a box wrapped in a delicate green cloth in tanjiro's direction as he catches it with difficulty. Having a hand crippled like an old man is sure a poor thing, not that tanjiro minds that.

“ahh the scary guy's here again! Don't touch the box tanjiro. It must've been poisoned!!!” shouted zenitsu, panicking around, hiding himself behind tanjiro.

“What did you just say?” Sanemi’s eyes narrowed at zenitsu, veins becoming more prominent, ready to throw a first at the blonde head's face.

“Goddamn shinazugawa! Don't scare the kid…” said giyu, grabbing his wrist and pulling him inside. “Wh-you’re such a creep tomioka!”

“Kk.”

“Stop giving me that kanroji face!” sanemi said as shivers ran down his spine. Somehow a smiling tomioka was scarier than muzan to him.

…have let go of their distraught, accepting the dreams which they wanted for their loved ones. Fulfilling it in their place.

“Both of them are creeps!” Zenitsu said digging his nails into tanjiro's skin as he spit curses on them. “Zenitsu they are gone now, can you please give this box to kanao san, it smells of fresh ohagi.”

“I'm telling you…it's fuckin poisoned”

“It's not, zenitsu…don't be like that” tanjiro pushed him away with the box. He then took up a broom and started sweeping any other leaves that fell down from the trees.

Pink flowers blossomed everywhere, now that another peaceful season had arrived.

Kanao had suggested nezuko and aoi that they should spend time together this hanami festival. Nezuko and aoi agreed to that instantly. Thus this is how they ended up inviting everyone at tanjiro's, whose house was surrounded by a lots of cherry blossoms.

Kiyo chan naho chan and sumi chan were playing with tengen’s baby as Suma kept pestering urokodaki san for loosening his face mask (I can't blame my lil curious mommy). Makio was sure annoyed at her behavior while hinatsuru just chuckled. Murata sat stiff in the presence of four former hashiras.

Almost all of them had arrived. Except the rengokus.

Aoi brought them some appetizers, as they kept on chatting. After decorating the food all of them would join outside admiring the moment of bliss.

“Senjuro Kun and shinjuro san ain't here yet right?” Asked tengen.

“They haven't made their arrival yet” announced aoi, “however tanjiro san is waiting outside for them, the food is almost done, we can start after they get here”

“HAHAHAHA…. RUSHING IN LIKE A BOAR!!!” inosuke dashed in with a sakura onigiri in his mouth, from the kitchen. “WAhahhh scar guy!! Fight me!” As expected from inosuke, nothing could ever stop him. At first he was a bit spooked seeing a lot of people at once and sticked to aoi till his normal composure returned.

“Still that dumb boar head! Will he ever get mature?” Sanemi grumbled lazily. “I agree” said giyu, smiling at sanemi, which almost made his stomach churn. Tengen bursted out in laughter, “I see you are still in spirit huh? Quite flamboyant of you.”

“YEAH THE GOD OF MOUNTAINS INOSUKE SAMA IS ALWAY—” Aoi smacked him on his head and dragged him away while muttering some apologies to the hashiras.

“He's still much of energy…and his voice has become much hoarse ain't it? I still remember taking those kids on that mission. And this kid in particular was such a ruckus.” Said tengen, stretching his arms.

“Isn't it good to see all of us after so long without having to fear losing someone?” Said hinatsuru, makio and Suma smiled at each other.

“But we had already lost many people.” Sanemi sighed. He wished he could apologize to genya. If life ever gives him another chance he would like to be a little less aggressive.

“If you keep sulking like that, your brother will definitely curse you from heaven.” giyu took a gulp of the matcha tea, sanemi sent at tanjiro's a month ago.

“Now that there are no demons, you two get along with each other quite well don't you think so?” Tengen threw the snarky question at them.

“what the—”

“I wish rengoku could have seen you guys like this…remember the one time himejima san told us that oyakata sama wanted to see giyu smile….”

“See me smile?”

“Yeah, what a waste of time i swear.”

“Rengoku disappeared for a while to buy glasses in order to make giyu smile.” laughed tengen.

“It didn't work though and then kochou emotionally blackmail me to make him laugh.”

“Oh so this is why you wanted to have sake daikon with me?” Giyu smiled again at sanemi.

“I swear if you make that kanroji face again at me, I will kick you on your balls.”

“Everyone food’s ready, let's go and sit outside!!” Said nezuko halting the heated nostalgic conversation of the two.

Murata finally lets himself relax a bit as the hashiras start moving out. Urokodaki slammed a hand at his back, as he felt his stiff posture return. “Don't be so stiff we aren't gonna ask you to duel.” murata’s cheeks reddened in embarrassment as urokodaki laughed off at the kid's nervousness.

These days are indeed peaceful.

Senjuro made his appearance a bit late. He apologized for his fathers absence, blaming on his health. It's not been that best for a few days.

“Oh goodness, is he really going to be fine, we can go run a check up on him you know?” Kanao offered an idea, worried about the shinjuro’s health.

“Thanks a lot. Actually there's something that has been troubling us for a while.”

“Is everything okay?” Tanjiro's asked with concern lacing his eyes. Sanemi noticed, he had always been kind. He was kind to his brother. During hashira training when tanjiro stepped over the line, it actually made sanemi kinda happy and relaxed. Atleast genya had someone in life he could rely on.

Shinjuro's put down his bowl and chopstick on the mats as he brought his hand to his knees.

“There's something we found a month ago….while cleaning aniki’s room.”

Not only tanjiro but tengen, giyu, sanemi, zenitsu and inosuke froze for a second. The untimely death of the young guy was such a sad event that has ached their hearts for a long time.

Tanjiro could smell senjuro’s emotions and it was odd. It wasn't sadness, or guilt, or anger. It was pity. And somehow it stinged tanjiro, the same way it did years ago.

Senjuro took out some bunch of old papers from the sleeves of his yukata.

Tanjiro's throat felt dry and uneasy. It were a bunch of letters.

All of them looked like they were forgotten for months. The letter envelopes had stained yellow and some even have their edges teared off. But it sure emitted a strong smell. The smell of kyojuro rengoku. Tanjiro's still remembers the distinct hints of his aura. And it somehow still lingered around these letters. Especially the one which was sealed.

“What is it?” asked aoi, finally breaking the deafening silence. A strong gust of wind blew the pink petals along with the letters from senjuro's hand. It's scattered around the mats as all of them tried to collect them.

“Y….y/n?” read nezuko aloud. She hold the sealed letter in her hand as tanjiro extended his palm to grab it. It had tear stains. One side of it had brush marks written ‘to y/n’. The ink has now blurred a bit. But it was still readable.

“What's the meaning of all this?” Tengen asked, grabbing one of the opened letters in his hand. Giyu had hold of one reading in pure shock, while sanemi pondered from the side. Eyes as shocked as giyu’s.

“What happened tengen-sama?” asked makio, seeing all of their disturbed expressions. Zenitsu tried to snatch away the papers from inosuke who was trying to eat it.

“We found these letters from aniki’s room. A lady named y/n had sent those letters to him. An—?”

“And that lady was his lover?” asked giyu.

“What nonsense!”

“He never mentioned any of that to me.” frowned tengen.

“Nor did aniki said anything about it at home. At that time our father didn't pay us any attention. He was drowned totally in despair from the death of our mother. Seeing us only infuriated his anger and sorrow. Aniki would train or be at missions and he was rarely at home. He never told me anything about that….”

‘A letter?’ thought tanjiro. He started sweating all of a sudden. He thought he fulfilled all his wishes but—

“Rengoku san! Please think about yourself, can you stop the bleeding with your breathing technique?” Tanjiro has muttered those words back then, panickingly, devastatingly.

He wanted rengoku to say yes. He wanted him to live beside him, fight beside him, eat beside him. But he didn't get that as an answer.

“No, very soon i'll be dead. Before that happens, i need you to hear me out. I have a younger brother named senjuro. Please tell him to follow his heart. And walk down the path he feels is right.” Rengoku’s face had the same content smile, which warmed their hearts up. He continued, “And tell my father to look after himself…and lastly…”

Rengoku went on and expressed his views on nezuko. It felt like a warm hug. Someone has accepted nezuko. Not because they pitied her but since they saw her true potential and that she was no harm to humans. And now when he remembers it clearly, there was something rengoku whispered before his heart stopped pumping.

It was a faint whisper. So subtle that tanjiro thought it was his ears ringing. But now that he recalls, after he said he trusted them as a slayers, he whispered a few words

“and the lette—”

Rengoku stopped mid sentence as tanjiro kept weeping. He wasn't looking at tanjiro but something behind him. It made him smile as he took his last breath.

“Oni-chan? What happened? Are you okay?” Nezuko pulled tanjiro out of his daze. Everyone was looking at him worriedly. Even sanemi was worried.

“I've not fulfilled rengoku san’s last wishes. I- i haven't. I haven't delivered…how can I be so dumb!!”

“What? Tanjiro san! Calm down! You told us everything aniki wanted to say to us.” Senjuro tried to comfort tanjiro.

“No…before dying he whispered something. I thought my ears were ringing but he did whispered something. It was about a letter.” tanjiro kept on babbling as everyone felt dead silent even senjuro couldn't move his hands.

The sealed letter stayed in tanjiro's hands.

Something that belonged to the girl named y/n.

Something probably dear to kyojuro rengoku.

Some words which were waiting since 3 years.

But…..who is y/n?

The rest of hanami festival gathering went by silent. Senjuro entrusted the letter to tanjiro as per as his request before leaving early since he need to be home before sunset to check upon his father. Murata and urokodaki san accompanied him on the way.

“That's completely ridiculous. None of us have any idea who the fuck this y/n is? how are the fuck are you even planning to find her?” Sanemi spit out bitter words at tanjiro, sitting on the porch, watching the sun slowly turn a deep shade of orange. It reminded him of rengoku’s odd hair colour. It's funny how not only he, but his tsugoku also had weird hair colour— a colour which was dear to Iguro obanai.

Tanjiro lowered his head, smiling a bit. Sanemi changed a lot, even if he speaks harshly, he can only smell pure concern. “But I can't start a new life without paying my debts. Rengoku san saved my life. Whoever lady y/n is….I need to deliver this letter to her.”

“I get what you're saying…but there's no address in any part of the letter. Moreover you are being hesitant on opening it. How do you think you will find her then?” Tengen spoke from the back, alerting the former wind hashira and tanjiro. Both wondered how long he's been eavesdropping them. They expect nothing less. He was a hashira and before that he was a ninja. Even after losing one arm and one eye, he still holds the same power.

“Honestly, I've no idea. But I just can't sit and let it slide.” said tanjiro.

“you’re getting married to kanao next year. Better focus on that. Don't get into useless troubles hanging her off.” sanemi said lazily, yawning and getting up to his feet, stretching a bit. “I will be leaving then. Take care.” Tanjiro didn't reply to him.

Tengen shared a look with sanemi. His eyes shooting a mischievous look filled with pride. Tengen has been in a mission with tanjiro and he knows how stubborn he can be. He knows how pure of a heart he had. And how he even had empathy for demons. He knows sanemi have to surrender infront of him.

Annoyed, sanemi rolled his eyes, “if you're that insistent on finding the girl, then why not refer to kasugai crows. Rengoku's crow might know something about the girl.” He suggested as tengen was in literal awe. He never thought sanemi could ever think logically with his brain. Tanjiro’s head perked up in joy at his idea. Now he finally has a path to look up. Sanemi felt awkward and took his leave, avoiding to look in their eyes.

“Ah! Shinazugawa san! Thanks for the idea!!”

“That brat finally seems to work a bit humane ain't he ?!” A deep laugh bubbled up tengen’s throat.

“I’m happy that he has softened a little now that demons have perished. However, about rengoku san’s kasugai crow, do you know where do I get in contact with it?”

“About that, i would recommend writting letter to kiriya sama. I'm sure he would know.” Tengen patted his head with a reassuring smile.

Soon he took his leave with his wives and giyu, since they were going to an onsen. Basically makio Suma and hinatsuru dragged him along forcefully. Giyu looked a bit tired but he was happy.

Things changed and improved rapidly in a short time. Zenitsu and nezuko got married last year. Murata also got engaged. Tanjiro couldn't help but wonder if the lady named y/n had moved on or not? Will rengoku san be happy if she found someone else? Will he be sad? He looked at nezuko smiling at zenitsu as he played with kiyo, naho and sumi. He looked at inosuke giving his shiniest acorns to aoi. He looked at kanao, smiling delicately, just like shinobu did.

He was happy.

But was the lady named y/n happy in her life?

Kanao looked at him and smiled. She came near him and took his wrinkled hand in hers. “Tanjiro san, you know I would really like you to deliver this letter to y/n san before we start a new life.”

“Even if it takes time?”

“Even if it does. I will wait for you for an eternity.” Tanjiro chuckled as red tints his cheeks. How pure kanao’s heart is? How did he get so lucky to have her in his life? God knows.

“Then I will write a letter to kiriya.”

After a few days, a letter arrived from ubuyashiki's. Along with that two kasugai crows were found circling over the house. Among them one belonged to tanjiro, when he was a demon slayer— tennoji.

The other was the one who accompanied rengoku till his last breath. Kiriya felt sad for rengoku and wrote his kind regards to tanjiro sending the crow to him. His name was kaname.

The crow looked pretty much normal and wasn't as hot -tempered as tennoji.

This was the first time tanjiro had seen him. “Hello, kaname san. Sorry for summoning you all of a sudden. But I wanted to ask you something…” the crow didn't reply, but tilted his head at tanjiro.

“I-ahh- do you know anything about a lady named y/n?”

The crow remained quite for a while, as if reminiscing the days which followed great sorrow. “Master's…y/n sama…master's lover…letters…”

His words were what tanjiro was expecting. Tanjiro finally saw a path clear.

“Can you tell me where she lives?” Asked tanjiro hopefully.

The crow shaked his head,“i don't know.”

Slightly disappointed, tanjiro started asking how she looked. The crow wasn't exactly able to describe her. Accepting his defeat, he asked the crow where he saw her for the first time. Maybe if he goes there, he will be able to find her.

“tokyo…capital…mission..”

the crow wasn't that helpful, they only got to know two things.

First- whoever this y/n is, she was rengoku's lover.

Second- rengoku's crow saw her in tokyo, the capital.

This indicates maybe rengoku and the people who went to the mission in tokyo as said by the crow, if alive, they might know something about it. Tanjiro wrote updates to the others.

A few days later, giyu’s letter came along with some sweets. In that he wrote that rengoku went to tokyo for a battle with lower moon 2 back then. Oyakata sama had assigned him to that mission, before he was a hashira. There were a bunch of people accompanying him, one of them being kanroji mitsuri.

Oh! Mitsuri kanroji was his tsugoku, tanjiro almost forgot about that, he got excited to ask her when reality struck him down. She died after the war. Even if she knew y/n tanjiro couldn't ask her.

He continued reading the letter from giyu as the path which formed in his mind started getting blurry.

Upon hearing from tanjiro, kanao dropped by at the kamado’s. She said she might have one way to get to know about y/n. Tanjiro's eyes perked up at kanao’s remark, which almost made kanao’s heart jolt since he was so cute.

Kanao explained, when shinobu was alive, she had once told her that mitsuri was close to a kakushi couple. She further said that mitsuri used to write letters to them about her missions on a regular basis. Those two even came to congratulate her when she was promoted to hashira. She said it was nice to see that a girl around her age so lively.

Tanjiro wrote a letter to kiriya again. And next week when tanjiro went out with inosuke to sell some charcoal in the city, a couple came to visit them.

Nezuko welcomed them, while zenitsu narrowed his eyes on them, especially upon the male.

When tanjiro returned home he was delighted to find the kakushi couple still waiting for him. They didn't hide their faces anymore. Dressed normally as regular citizens. Honestly they were pretty young, and tanjiro admired how they served the corps group keeping them intact.

“I'm so glad you both came.” Tanjiro bowed infront of them in gratitude.

“Oh no, that's completely fine. We are happy to be of any help. Oyakata sama said you wanted to know about mitsuri.” said the woman.

“Ahh not exactly about her, but for instance, do you have any idea if she ever mentioned a name called ‘y/n’?” tanjiro said pulling inosuke back beside him as he kept munching on the snacks for the guests. The guy gave him a creeped stare as he focused back on tanjiro's words.

“y/n? No I don't think so….she ever mentioned that name. Did she tanaka san?” The woman said.

Tanjiro felt anxious as the guy named tanaka tilted his head to think a bit.

“Nope I don't think she did.”, he clarified.

“Oh….” Tanjiro's voice was barely a whisper, that even inosuke sat straight checking if he's alright.

“Is there something else we can do, tanjiro kun? You look upset.”

“No no…it's fine. I was just trying to deliver a letter to rengoku san's love—”

“Rengoku san? Kanroji san’s master ain't it?” Tanaka spoke before tanjiro could finish his sentence.

“Yeah.”

“Oh my god? The one whom rengoku san loves was y/n?”

“You guys know her?” Hope shined bright in tanjiro's eyes. So did a fervent fear. Fear of disappointment. Fear of not being able to pay his debts. Fear of not fulfilling rengoku san's last wish.

“We didn't know about her name but kanroji san used to tell us about her…isn't it shimi san?” The guy turned to his wife with a fuzzy smile on his face.

“Yeah, she seemed so happy, wanting to have a love like them.” Said the wife.

And for the first time till now tanjiro wasn't let down. “Really? Did she lived in tokyo? Rengoku san's crow said he saw her for the first time during a mission.”

“A mission? No.” The wife let out a chuckle, “it started way before that. Kanroji san said….. ”

“Ahh! Master! Can we please have a break! I'm tired from hitting the sword, my limbs are sore.” Mitsuri cried barely holding another strike from her master.

“Haha you got tired this fast, we haven't even started.” the blazing hair resembling fire, moved swiftly as the guy attempted another strike on mitsuri, but thanks to a call outside, he stopped midway.

“Wait a bit, I will be back in a while.” Said kyojuro rengoku, her master. ‘i will be happy if you don't come back for a while.’ she thought as she collapsed on her knees, to exhausted to move.

“Ahh senjuro kun! Bring me some snacks please!!!” She shouted hoping for the little kid to hear.

A bit later, rengoku comes back. Senjuro looked at his elder brother, frowning while holding a letter. Mitsuri sat beside senjuro, who brought her some onigiris.

“What's that master?” She asked, stuffing another onigiri in her mouth.

“Even I'm confused. It's a letter but it wasn't delivered by a kasugai crow but by a postman.”

“Huh? Maybe it's from some neighbour wanting to lower your voice while eating.” Senjuro said shrugged off his shoulders as mitsuri suppress her laugh bubbling on her throat, almost choking on rice. It wasn't an irregular thing that neighbors anonymously complained about kyojuro shouting ‘umai’ every time he ate.

“Open it.” Said senjuro, curious what type of sarcastic words they might have chosen now.

Kyojuro did as his little brother requested. However kyojuro didn't reacted after reading the letter.

“Today's practice is over. You can relax.” He, then ordered senjuro to boil him some bathwater, shooing him away.

Senjuro obeyed his brother, while mitsuri felt kinda odd, yet she was happy to have a day off.

As soon as both of them left the backyard, rengoku blushed like crazy. The letter was still in his hand as he tried to digest the words.

“A love lett—” a big palm shut mitsuri’s mouth, preventing her from shouting. Yet she was squealing. “I thought you left! You've gotten quite quick in sly footing didn't ya? I'm impressed.” He finally removed his hand from mitsuri's mouth.

“Ofcourse you made me practice for 23 hours without sleep. Anyways, what's written in that?”

“Do you want me to make you practice for 2 days straight?”

“Naah I'm fine! But master, I'm happy.”

“Okay.”

“And curious too. Please let me read it.”

“No!”

After shooing mitsuri out of the backyard he tucked the letter in his sleeves. This letter was sure weird.

“Rengoku san thought that she didn't read the letter, but she had a strong memory and could remember each word after seeing it once. She was so excited telling us about that.” said the wife, looking outside the window at the moon.

The flame of the lantern flickered a bit. “So that might mean that the letter should be among those papers…”

“Woah zenitsu! I thought you were asleep?!”

“How am I supposed to sleep if you're talking that loudly idiot!”

Yeah the paper. There were a lot of papers. Some were smudged and unreadable, so they didn't read all of them. Tanjiro went over their cupboard and brought the bunch of papers.

“Can you identify the letter among them?” He asked the guy to inspect. The couple looked at each other. “Maybe we can try but the writings aren't clear.”

“Please if you can. I need to deliver that letter.” tanjiro bowed his head down begging to the couple.

“You're a nice kid, Tanjiro kun. We will surely help you.”

It's been more than twenty minutes since they are reading each and every paper. Inosuke got bored and slept on the tatami mats. Nezuko was already asleep so they didn't wanted to bother her.

“Yeah maybe this one. From what Kanroji san had explained, this seems to be the one.” The guy tanaka handed the delicate piece of paper to tanjiro.

“However, in each of these letters, she referred herself as his wife…I didn't know he was married…?”

“Huh?” Tanjiro frowned upon the man's words. ‘what?’ he checked the letters again. And the guy was right, y/n did refer herself as his wife. They didn't read the papers as carefully since they were long, they just assumed she was his lover. But rengoku san wasn't the one to hide such crucial information.

Tanjiro was confused, they were so focused on finding the address of y/n that they ignored reading the letters, which could provide information about her.

Tanjiro spent the entire night reading each word carefully. Fingers running across elegant handwriting and smudged ink. As he kept reading those with a pain in his heart. There were in total 7 of those letters, which were written to rengoku. And the one which tanjiro kept seemingly in care— the sealed one; one which has a strong smell of rengoku’s aura; one with tear stains.

The couple spent the night in their house and left the next morning after breakfast.

This helped but not that much. However the path had become clearer.

He knew that the girl was from a nice family who had hands in education from the curves in each characters of her words.

Second, she had mentioned that he had saved her and her friends from a fire, in yokaichi.

“I'm leaving for yokaichi.” Said tanjiro during breakfast.

“Eh? Oni- chan?”

“Don't worry nezuko, oni-chan will be back soon.”

“I will also go!” Said inosuke, “inosuke-sama will protect kamaboko gonpachiro, his minon from any harm.”

Tanjiro chuckled at how inosuke shows his care for him, “fine then.”

“Zenitsu san you also go with them…”

“Ehh, but nezuko chan won't you be lonely without me? I know you will be lonely without m—”

“I won't. You guys will be back soon. Till then I will be at butterfly mansion.”

“B-but nezuko channn!!!!” Inosuke dragged him away as nezuko watched the poor soul. She felt bad but she wanted him to be with her brother. She just felt that the three of them should go together.

The three of them finally reached yokaichi town. It was small but quite dense in population. Tanjiro felt that this was an advantage for them since they stories and folks might spread fast in a vast social surroundings.

“Inosuke, zenitsu let's ask the older citizens first, since they might be living here for a while, they must have known about any fire incidents.”

“I was about to say the same thing as you.” Snorted the board masked guy rushing off in the east direction. Zenitsu simply nodded and went in the opposite direction, sulking. He has been giving tanjiro silent treatment since he had to leave nezuko alone.

Tanjiro sighed as he started finding old citizens nearby asking about a fire incident.

After asking a few of them, he sighed, it didn't really do any help, since many weren't able to hear and some weren't able to remember. When he asked the youngsters, they ran away seeing his old crippled hand.

Tanjiro, let down, returned to the spot where they had started searching. Inosuke was already there tapping his feet as he was waiting for the others.

“Did you find anything?” Asked tanjiro.

“Nahh! They were mere cowards. Running way from me. Though I liked it! Everyone should fear the great inosuke sama.” As expected from inosuke, zenitsu was yet to return. Both of them decided to wait till he comes back.

After a while, zenitsu came back. His sulking still hasn't tailed off. “Ahh zenitsu! Did you find anything? You took so long!!”

Zenitsu didn't reply.

He stared at him with dead eyes.

Oh god! Zenitsu’s moody phases are the worst, especially if it's an urgent task. The whining and sulking from a few years ago flashed in front of tanjiro’s eyes.

“You turned mute or what?” said inosuke, already having enough of zenitsu’s tantrums.

But the only reply that came from the blonde was an eye roll. Inosuke got pissed, ready to throw hands at him if not stopped by tanjiro.

“Zenitsu, I will get nezuko chan make sweet washagis for you when we get back home.”

“Really!! You better do that. I can't even explain how much I've missed my dear wife nezuko chan. She must be so lonely without me.” Babbled zenitsu, finally speaking for the first time till they left home.

“She won't.”

“Stop making snarky comments you stupid boar head. What do you even know about pure love between me and nezuko chan?!!!”

“Ahh zenitsu! Did you get to know anything?”

Zenitsu considered tanjiro a while, before giving in, “At the very west of this town, there's an inn. People said it almost burned down about four years ago…I looked for its owner but they said he will be back late.”

Tanjiro let out a breath. If that's the case, then the owner might remember the incident clearly. If only he could provide any useful information.

“Btw do you really believe whoever this y/n is…she's still alive?” Zenitsu scratched the back of his neck, shooing away the mosquitos ready to feed upon his blood. It's been long three of them are waiting in front of the inn for its owner to arrive.

“Let's just not lose hope.” The inn did looked like it suffered severe consequences from whatever happened 4 years ago. Most of it has been repaired but the aura and the smell can still be recognised. There are still some wooden planks with burn marks which are yet to be repaired.

“May I ask who you three are?”

A chilly voice turned their attention. There stood a thin, frail boy, barely an adult. His eyes were small with hair falling down on his brows. He speculated about them with a suspicious look in his eyes(especially on the boat masked guy). Was he the owner? He looked too young for that.

“Ahh good evening! I'm tan—”

“If you're wanting to stay the night, go somewhere else, I'm not opening the inn today.” He replied coldly before tanjiro could even introduce himself.

“Ahh no, you're misunderstanding…. actually we are here to ask you something about the incident four years ago…”

The look on the boy’s face changed from suspicion to disgust.

“Well…I don't wanna talk about it. You guys can leave.”

“No please, at least hear our questions. It's really important.”

“As if I care.”

“Hey fucker! If you don't answer I'll break each and every bone in your body.”

“Stop it inosuke!” This isn't going any better. It's almost night, they also need to find a place to stay.

“tanjiro can you move aside a bit” said zenitsu, without waiting for his reply, he went to the kid. Apparently he whispered something in his ears which seemed to have creeped the guy out.

Tanjiro gulped. He must be desperate to go home and see nezuko. Sometimes he forgets that their coward friend can be hell scary when it comes to nezuko.

“Okay. He's ready to spill anything he knows.” The look on the kids face made it clear he didn't wanted to recall anything about that incident. However tanjiro had no choice but to push him off the edge.

“Hey I'm sorry if we're causing you any trouble, but you know we really need to know anything you know about a girl named y/n.”

“Y/n?”

“Yeah. Heard it before?”

“No. There were none with this name.”

“Eh? Can you try to recall. There must be someone. A girl who was saved by rengoku san. A guy whose hair was similar to fire.”

“Kyojuro rengoku you mean? He pretty much saved everyone. The inn you see here, is small. Before the incident also it was small and not that popular. Only a few people stayed here occasionally. So I can be sure there was no one named y/n.”

An ‘oh’ is just what tanjiro could manage. The boy got inside the house behind the inn. The night fell and they were still in the same position as before.

Inosuke was throwing tantrums in hunger, so they decided to go to an udon shop nearby. Perhaps they should not lose hope. Thinking empty stomach is not always the best option. This they were sitting in the shop waiting for their order to come.

“But she did mention in those letters that she was saved by him. How come the owner doesn't know anything about that?”

“I already told you we should have broken his bones, monjiro.”

“I think it's useless, let's just go back home to my nezuko chan.”

“Zenitsu! What if you were in place of rengoku san? Would you be happy if your last words don't reach nezuko?” zenitsu went silent at that.

They stayed silent till three bowls of hot udon were placed infront of them. Tanjiro and zenitsu thanked the server for the food whereas inosuke just shoved his head into the hot udon bowl. “You guys seem a bit tense, is everything okay? Asked the old man, the owner of the udon restaurant.

“Yeah we're just a bit disappointed.” Said tanjiro. “Haha and why so? Got rejected by a girl? Can't blame her, it's your hand.” The old man pointed at tanjiro's crippled hand. “What happened that's it's such in a bad condition?”

“Oh! It's…from…from a fight.” Tanjiro smiled, it's hard to offend him anyway,“ i already have a fiance and we are getting married soon.”

“Oh my god! Please forgive my mean words then. I wish you both happiness.”

“Thank you.”

“Then why pull a sad face. My udon tastes the best when you eat it with a good mood, ya know?!”

“Haha, I'm sure it will still taste good. Actually we were here wanting to acquire some information about the fire incident 4 years ago.”

“Oh that was such a bad one. If there wasn't that guy everyone would have lost their life…”

“Rengoku san? You mean?” Tanjiro's eyes perked up. “I see, you know kyojuro. Yeah, that boy was a regular in my shop. Although it's been more than three years since he last visited, i wonder how he's doing? Tell him to visit once, the old man misses him.” the man bursted in laughter while the three of them couldn't even managed to smile even once.

How are they even supposed to tell him, tell him that, “rengoku san died three years ago while saving us from…” zenitsu's voice trailed down into nothingness. So did the old man's. They didn't knew if he's aware about demons so they didn't exaggerated it anymore.

No one spoke for a while.

“I see. What did you guys want to know then? I'm sure you were close to him if he gave up on his life for you all…”

“do you know anyone named y/n? I need to deliver this letter to her.” tanjiro took out the yellow stained letter and handed it to the old man, who squinted his eyes on the writings, drawing a wrinkled finger tracing it's shapes.

“Y…y/n…..yeah she asked me to send some letters to his residence. The kid was young and beautiful.” he returned the letter back to tanjiro.

“She did?!”

“Yeah…that kid almost begged me to not tell kyojuro anything about that.”

The three of them looked at each other. “Can you tell us more about her?” “Do you know where she lives?” “Can I get a refill?” The three of them threw questions at the old man's face, whose lips creaked a bit. “Hmm, I don't know where she lives but I can tell you about her.” He said taking inosuke’s bowl to the counter for another refill.

The restaurant was almost empty so they went and sat on the round seats opposite of the counter.

“It was about four years ago when she appeared in my shop after kyojuro left….”

“umm excuse me…” you said

“Yeah young lady, what would you prefer?” asked the owner pointing at the chart hung on the wall which displayed all the items on the menu.

“I will take a hot tempura udon please.” said the girl beside you.

“And you miss?” The owner directed the question towards you. “Umm I will take anything you prefer.” “Ehh is that so? Fine, I'll make you the tastiest bowl of my special udon.”

“Just tell already…!” The girl beside you whispered into your ear, which was audible to the owner, he chuckled a bit. “Can you shut up….!!”

“I will if you say it…!”

“Okay fine!”

“Umm…if you don't mind, is there any way you can ask the address of the man who just left a while ago?” you asked hesitantly, fiddling with your fingers.

“Kyojuro you mean? I already know his residence, he made me deliver udon to his place before.” the owner said trying to keep his composure, young kids are just so bold nowadays.

“Is that so?” your eyes shined dreamily.

“Why harbored a crush on the man you saw a few mins ago? Hahaha!!” you felt blood rush to your cheeks as you couldn't find words to answer his question.

“She wants to thank him for saving her.” said the girl beside you. “Atsuko!” Atsuko just gave a smirk, ignoring how she threw you in such humiliation.

“Ah…if you don't mind then can you please deliver this letter to him anonymously. Don't tell him I asked you to send it. Please…I can pay you for that..”

“I don't need any payment. I will do that. You can just come and enjoy my special udon sometimes.” the owner accepted the letter from your hands, tucking it in his sleeves. “And maybe watch that man you talked about…he comes here around weekends.” The man hinted you the place which kyojuro normal has his lunch. And if you weren't blushing any harder, you felt your entire face burn with embarrassment. But you want to do it anyway.

Atsuko giggled beside you excited to see what happens next.

“So you delivered the letters in her stead?” asked zenitsu.

“Yeah…she kept coming back with letters for a good six months, if i remember correctly. Maybe kyojuro replied to them…”

It fell silent for a while. The only sound echoing was of inosuke slurping on the noodles.

“So, while you delivered letters rengoku san didn't knew her?” The guy with red eyes pointed the question at the owner.

“No i don't think so, she never came when he used to visit, that is, the weekends.”

“Can you tell us what was the name of her friend again?”

“Atsuko…if I remember correctly..”

“Can you describe how she looked?”

“Ehh? I can't really remember people's faces clearly, but she was very beautiful, big eyes with a nice soft skin. Her hair was long and dark. She had a soft voice. She looked like she belonged from a privileged family. So did her friend.”

“Oh is there anything specific you remember about her?”

“Hmm…let me think…if I'm not wrong rengoku once mentioned her name to a boy who tagged along with him. If you go to him i believe he could provide you some answers.”

“Really? Who was he?”

“His name was….daisuke I guess. He used to wear a similar black sort of uniform like kyojuro.”

After finishing their meal, tanjiro payed for everyone and thanked the old man for all that information. They went to a nearby inn and spent the night.

Tanjiro wrote some letters updating each one of their current status. And he sent a crow to kiriya requesting him to take a look if there's any former slayer named Daisuke and used to frequent his missions with rengoku.

The next day around afternoon, tennoji returned from ubuyashiki's. He said there was indeed a slayer named Daisuke. He had suffered severe injuries from the war and now lives in his village.

As directed by tennoji, tanjiro's crow, they went to the south east from their current position. After two days and one night of sleeping in the jungle without the fear of demons, a village appeared. It wasn't that populated. After asking a few kids, they showed the path which led to Daisuke’s hut.

“Umm excuse me? Daisuke san?”

“Yes, wh— ta…tanjiro….aren't you tanjiro?” the guy said, he was blind from one eye similar to tanjiro, with a missing arm and a limp leg. Tanjiro felt sorry for him.

“Yes, they are inosuke and zenitsu. Sorry for being a bother….”

“Oh no please come inside. I will get tea for you…” he said excited.

“Oh, you don't have to. It's fine. Actually we wanted to ask something….”

“Yeah? Please come in. I will surely help you as much as possible.”

They entered the hut and sat on the tatami mats. Even after pleading not to bring any snacks, Daisuke brought some rice crackers for them.

“Please have them.”

“You didn't have to.”

“Oh it's nothing. Now what did you wanted to ask about?”

“It's about y/n.” Tanjiro said as the rest simply focused on rice crackers. A hint of familiarity glistened in Daisuke's eyes. “Y/n? You mean the one rengoku san was madly in love with?”

Madly in love with? Tanjiro felt a pinch in his heart. Rengoku san must have adored you. The sealed letter had tear stains. Did rengoku cried while writing that?

“Ah…yeah…I need to deliver this letter to y/n but I don't know where she lives. Did rengoku san ever mentioned where she lived?”

“A letter? Why sent a letter when he was so adamant about that?”

“Adamant?”

“Yeah…he said that the pages limited his words to her. He was so desperate wanting to see her that he spent like 2 weeks searching for her without taking rest after his missions.”

“Seriously? So how are you supposed to recover from those injuries?” Daisuke said to his senior with an exasperated expression.

“It will heal when I get to see her face.” Said rengoku, bandaging the cut from a demon's blood arts whom he just killed.

“You're gonna exhaust yourself from build up fatigue.” The sun rays kissed the soil painted in crimson from the shedded blood.

“I will be fine. You go and take rest.”

“I can't believe you're going to find the creepy girl sending you creepy letters claiming herself as your wife.” Daisuke let you a sigh at rengoku's stubborness.

“In that case I gotta meet my wife.” Rengoku's laughter echoed among the vast field.

It still echoed in Daisuke's memories.

“So rengoku wasn't married…?”

“Naah. Honestly I think, after rengoku san’s mother died, he had faced severe neglect from his father. He was the oldest son of the family, so he had to be strong for his sibling. But sometimes we forget, even the strong needs someone to back for them. Even they need some kind words to let go all their tiredness and have a tight sleep. Even they need someone who assured them that they have a bright future…”

That's right. Tanjiro had seen how shinjuro, rengoku san's father, disrespected his sacrifice. He was so lost and depressed in his wife's loss that he forgot about the ones who need the most care— his kids.

Daisuke continued, “when the letter came from y/n, rengoku san must have read comforting words for the first time since that. He used to reread those letters a thousand times when he was free. Sometimes I wondered if he ever got bored doing that…but I knew he didn't. A starved man will eat anything. And I knew he was emotionally starving.”

Zenitsu and inosuke stopped eating rice crackers. Rengoku's death solely hurted them as much as it did to tanjiro, but they never thought it was that deep. That it was something beyond his life as a demon slayer.

Zenitsu could relate. After all he was an orphan. And rengoku was too, being in a situation similar to him, where his only parent was emotionally unavailable for him. He felt sorry for him.

No one dared to say anything. The silence was piercing their hearts like splinters of iron.

“Fun fact was that he did find her,” Daisuke chorted a bit before continuing, “and he literally begged her to marry him…”

Rengoku searched from cabin to cabin in the steam train. In the last letter you mentioned you were going to aomori to visit your relatives by train.

After a bit of negotiation he learned that there was only one train which was going to stop at aomori. This is how he ended up buying tickets at the last moment getting in the train, to find you.

He hasn't seen you before. He wondered how you would look. Even more beautiful and kind than your letters. Even more beautiful than the slight hooks of the curved kanjis you had written his name. Even more beautiful than the blazing sun.

He had checked almost the entire train. The content smile on his face has now thinned into pursed lips. He was nervous. What if he fails to find you? What if he never gets to find you? What if he never gets to see your face?

What if he didn't recognise you?

He flashed all the passengers in his head before lowering his head. None of them carried the same demeanor your letters did. He couldn't imagine any one of them being you.

He entered the last cabin. It was empty. However this cabin seemed a bit different. It had a narrow passage on the right with doors while the opposite side had small rooms. It seemed private. One previously booked by someone.

Rengoku turned back to return to his cabin when the door beside him shot open.

Inside was a girl, who seemed to have frozen for a while.

“Y/n?”

The girl’s eyes widened at the name which left rengoku's lips. She shut the door close, but it didn't closed, something was blocking it. The girl looked down, realizing rengoku had slipped his feet in to prevent her from doing that.

He barged the door open. “Y/n right?”

The girl remained silent for some time.

“I apologize to you with all my might rengoku san. Please forgive my intrusiveness.” you said, lowering your head, nervous at the sudden appearance of him.

“God you're even more beautiful than I thought…” you shoot your head up only to see him looking with such dreamy eyes at you as if you're the only thing he's ever wanted to look at. And it made your stomach churn. Guilt rushed in each of your veins.

“Rengoku san, i shouldn't have wrote those letters to you.” You say. Your friend had warned you before. You didn't listen.

“Why?” He took a step closer.

You gulped before answering,“i wrote nonsense, pretending to be your wife I'm very sorry yo—”

“Then don't pretend anymore.”

“Huh?”

“Be my wife.” Rengoku suggested. His face now inches away from yours.

“And then she ran away?” Said daisuke, barely containing his laugh.

“Yeah…did I do something wrong?” Rengoku said with visible confusion plastered on his face. It was rare to see any expression other than his smiling face.

“Of course she would run away.”

“and why so?”

“Rengoku san, a girl thinks about her future first after marriage. She knows nothing about you.”

“But she wrote me lett—”

“Which you didn't answered….since you thought you couldn't fit your words in papers.” Rengoku couldn't say anything in his defense. It was true rengoku never replied to any of your letters. When he received the first one he thought someone was pranking him. But then the letters came continuously, one each month. He slowly fell in love with those. He fell in love with your letters. And somehow, he fell in love with you.

“Then what do I do?”

“Be honest, tell her about your salary and your job, tel her you can take care of her needs.”

“Yeah? Kk I'm going then…”

Rengoku stood at the aomori station waiting for you to get on the train for your return. Upon spotting you, he called out for you. The train had a delay and he had a good 1 hour to make things clear.

“Eh? R-rengoku san!”

“I work in demon slayer corps. And currently I'm in the highest rank which is kinoe. I get a decent salary of 42,500 yen. I live with my younger brother and father. My mother died a few years ago from illness. I spend my day training, slaying demons and rereading your letters,” guilt rushed through your veins again. “I promise, I will fulfill all your needs and treat you like my queen.”

“rengoku san...”

“sorry i didn't replied to any of those, I just couldn't express myself much in writing. If possible I would like to crawl into a hole. However you don't need to worry. I will make sure that I keep you happy.”

You frowned at his words, unable to explain him. How could you do that to him?

“Y/n san, let's make the words on the letters true. Let's be husband and wife. I know that I work in an organization that isn't approved by governm—”

“Rengoku san, shall we walk while talking? We are blocking the road.” you change the topic, not wanting to talk about it.

“Sure.”

Rengoku continued telling you everything…everything about him. From his childhood till his mother's death. From his father's neglect, to his way up to kinoe, from his sword to the number of demons he slayed. You didn't believe in demons before, but now that rengoku tells you about this, demon folks is something you want to believe. You wanted to believe in everything he said. Even if he's telling the dumbest thing, far from reality, you wanted to believe it.

“Y/n san! Look here!” You turn back to rengoku.

Click.

“And did she said yes?”

“Maybe. He didn't mention her answer. He was so happy that finally he met her.”

“You must have seen her then…can you tell us how she looked?”

“I think I might have a photo of her. Rengoku san, asked to recieve a photo delivery, since he had a mission from the previous oyakata sama.” Daisuke got up limping to the one of the backrooms of his hut. He returned a few minutes later, handling a black and white photo to tanjiro.

Inosuke and zenitsu peeped from the sides to take a look at the long awaited moment, when they finally get to see y/n.

The photo was black and white, but tanjiro felt it was still colorful to rengoku san. In the photo there was a girl, young, with long beautiful hair, in a loose braid. She wore a flower hair ornament, which must have shone in gold back then. She was just how the udon owner described her, big doe eyes, pretty mouth, she looked educated. She was dressed in a floral patterned kimono. Zenitsu wondered what sort of colour the kimono would have been. He wondered if he could get a similar one for nezuko as a souvenir.

The girl was beautiful. Inosuke thought, she had similar smile to shinobu, he wondered if his mom’s smile was like that.

The girl's reflection reflected in several mirrors behind her, and one of the mirror had caught the reflection of the one clicking the photo— kyojuro rengoku.

“The last I heard from rengoku san, he said she wanted to meet him before taking the mugen train mission. He seemed happy, maybe she agreed eventually to marry him….if only he didn't…” Daisuke didn't finished the sentence, considering his surroundings.

They sit in deafening silence for a bit.

A bit later tanjiro thanked Daisuke for the rice crackers and his help. He asked if it were okay to take the photo with him. Daisuke had no problem with that. After bidding farewell they continued their journey, unsure what to do next.

After two days of staying at an inn, cluelessly with no idea how to find y/n, inosuke suggests to go to the station from where they got on mugen train.

“If we go to that lord's land and ask the people over there and show this painting of this long haired girl, then some might recognize her.” He had said.

“First of all that's a train station, second it's a photo. How can you still be the same stupid even after 3 years?” zenitsu cringed hard.

“wha—”

“Inosuke’s right zenitsu, we should go there and ask the people over there.” tanjiro said halting the cat and mouse fight which was about to start between the two.

Daisuke had said rengoku was about to meet her before the mission, which means before getting on the mugen train. Even if it is difficult, some locals must have seen even one glance of her.

The next morning, as per inosuke's idea, three of them left for the station.

“Umm excuse me…” said tanjiro, forwarding the photo in front of the local he stopped on his way, “can you tell me if you've seen this girl?”

The man gave a disgusted look at tanjiro. “no I haven't.”

“Ehh? Are you sure you haven—”

“I don't have time for bullshit.” He went off ignoring tanjiro. Strange. People here are less friendly, some even get irritated if stopped on their way.

It's almost lunch time, zenitsu and inosuke had tried to stop the locals as tanjiro asked them about you. It was clear that this ain't ending soon. Especially when they've got nothing good in hand.

“Let's go buy something to eat.”

“YEAH! I'M HECK HUNGRY!!”

“I saw a kid wearing glasses, selling bentos…let's buy some then…she went in that direction.”

Upon seeing the kid, tanjiro asked her to give them three boxes of bentos. It seemed similar to the ones they had three years ago. The girl was about to leave after receiving her payment, but tanjiro's instinct told him to stop her.

“Wait!” The girl turned back to him as zenitsu and inosuke watched him, confused. Tanjiro put his hand inside the sleeves of yukata, taking out the only photo they had of you.

“Have you ever seen this girl around here?”

The girl squinted her eyes behind the round glass frames,“y/n san! Isn't she y/n san…”

Zenitsu’s eyes popped out, he wondered if tanjiro's a mind reader or something, how can he be so quick?

“Yes! You know her? Can you tell us where she lives?” Tanjiro asked desperately.

“She never mentioned that to us…” the girl said frowning her eyebrows.

“Oh…how did you know her then?”

“Well, a demon slayer who saved us three years ago, requested…”

You waited for kyojuro to come. The sun shone brightly above you. The empty roadway started getting crowdy. You've had enough.

“Y/n san. You wanted to see me?” kyojuro had become a hashira now, and amongst his tight schedule he barely had time for you. It's not like you were disappointed, but still…you and kyojuro often talked through phone booths, after you've suggested that casually one day while strolling with him. Last week when he called you, after what felt like years, you said you wanted to meet him soon. ‘fine meet me at the near hinakawa station, I will be waiting.’ he'd said.

Though it was you, waiting for him to come. You've felt distant from him. And you didn't like it.

“I ran away.” You announced looking in his honey drizzled eyes. Though you aren't sure if it were your overthinking but those eyes seemed a bit dull today.

Kyojuro didn't say anything, maybe confused how to interpret your words.

“my family's against us. And I'm against them. I left the old relations to form a new one. With whom I love. Let's get married.” You said taking his hand in yours.

Kyojuro said nothing but wrapped you in his arms. You hugged him tighter, never wanting to let go. “I'm not alone anymore.” He said before nuzzling his face on the crook of your neck.

Yes. You've always wanted to hear these words from his lips. You've wanted to let him know that he's not alone even when he thinks he is. You wanted him to know that there's someone who will always support him even if he's father thinks he has no talent. This was the reason you wrote him letters in first place. This was the reason you let yourself get tangled in a world far different from yours— in the world of kyojuro rengoku.

He left soon saying he will be back after completing a mission. He said he will send someone to you and asked you to wait for him till then. And you agreed gladly. About half an hour later a girl wearing round steel rimmed glasses along with her grandmother appeared.

“Y/n?” You nodded your head at them. “Rengoku sama asked us to keep you safe till he gets back. If you don't mind then you can come home with us.”

You got to know from the grandmother, how the rengokus had saved their lives two times. You've never seen kyojuro fight, but you knew he was hella strong. Still your heart sinks into your stomach whenever he mentions a mission. You've never encountered demons, once you didn't even believed in them, and now here you are nodding at each of those demon tales of the grandmother.

It didn't mattered anyway as long as he comes back safe. You have to wait for a while for him to comeback….after all you weren't done….you still had an important thing to say.

“Then?”

“Then days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, the slayer never made its return. She left eventually, thanking us. We told her to wait for a while more…but she was too stubborn.” said the girl, fixing her specks again.

Tanjiro couldn't believe what he heard. Rengoku had so many things going on in his life. He had more priorities than him and his friends. Someone who was more important. Someone who left her entire family for him.

Yet.

And yet.

He chose to save them sacrificing himself.

He wondered if the you hate him now.

Zenitsu and inosuke were too stunned to speak. All of them were on the verge of crying. To think…that he couldn't return because of them. To think that they played a role in ruining you happiness. That he died saving them.

“She said she was going to asakusa at her friend’s house, named atsuko.”

Tanjiro bowed at the girl, he couldn't manage thanking her, since he knew if he draws one more breath trying to talk, he would break down right there.

The three of them took a train to asakusa after eating those bentos. They looked similar because rengoku had bought the same boxes from that bento girl 3 years ago.

Inosuke was oddly quiet inside the train. The other two also barely chatted before reaching their destination.

Tanjiro had visited asakusa before and he didn't liked that experience very much. Especially the narrow lanes. This time the city looked more developed than before. And it was more crowdy too. They made their way as the girl has previously informed, that atsuko works as a teacher in a big school for aristocrats.

Coincidentally, tanjiro found the same vendor from his last visit. Back then nezuko wasn't able to savor his ramens since she was a demon. He wished he brought her along. They ordered a steaming bowl of ramen, as the vendor was delighted seeing tanjiro again.

“Where that bamboo girl you carried along with you?”

“She's at home right now.”

“Don't give my wife stupid Nicknames.” ,shouted the blonde at the vendor. Tanjiro apologized in his stead as he kept fuming. “So why are you three here all of a sudden? It's been long ain't it?”

“Yeah we're looking for a girl named y/n. She has a friend who teaches in a big school named atsuko.”

“Y/n never heard that sort of peculiar name…”

“are there any big schools in this area, where aristocrats study?”

“Umm…there are a lot of big schools, you could go and ask at the library. There's only one library here and all the school students or teachers borrow books from there. They must know something about that.”

“Oh really! Thankyou very much.”

Without any further do, the three of them went to the public library after eating.

“Woah this is so big.” Tanjiro said.

“It has so many books shall I borrow some for nezuko chan” zenitsu got lost in his dream world. Inosuke was quite whenever he gets in a new environment with a lots of people, so tanjiro didn't bother checking at him.

However, inosuke tugged on tanjiro's yukata pointing at something with his boar mask tugged on his head. Tanjiro could see his eyes popping out.

“What happened tanji—” zenitsu choked on his spit. Tanjiro’s jaw dropped, his mouth open wide. Inosuke was pointing at a picture hung on the wall. Tanjiro took out the photo hurriedly from his sleeves.

There's no mistake. This was indeed the same girl. Underneath the painting was written ‘princess akiko’ in bold letters carved carefully on metal.

“But isn't her name y/n?” Said zenitsu. What's going on? Before tanjiro could say anything, a woman in her twenties bumped into them while rushing.

The photo slipped out from tanjiro’s fingers.

“I'm so sorr—” the women's words halted as she looked at the photo lying on the ground in front of her. She picked it up before tanjiro could.

“Where did you get this picture from?” She asked as if it were a taboo to have this.

“Ahh you know y/n?”

“Y/n?”

“She looks similar to the girl in that painting” the boy with the boar mask declared.

“For the hundredth time inosuke it's a photo.” said zenitsu.

“She doesn't looks like her. She is her. She is princess akiko. The youngest daughter of the imperial family.”

What?

Three of them couldn't believe their ears. “But her name is y/n…” whispered tanjiro in a low voice.

“Just who are you?” She looked at the picture carefully, as if hiding it from the world, “isn't this rengoku?”

“You know rengoku san?”

“That's the man who saved us from a fire incident in an old town. And then became the main reason of the storms in akiko’s life.”

Tanjiro's eyes widened at the mention of the fire incident “Are you atsuko?”

The women nodded, surprised they know her name. Tanjiro, then explained the whole matter.

“I see.”

“This isn't right akiko…you shouldn't have continued writing letters to him in first place.” Atsuko said trying to persuade her not to run away.

“I can't. I can't live here. They will never accept him. And I can't live without him.”

“Akiko, try to understand…rengoku loves y/n.”

“And i am y/n!” The sound of the rain pouring down increased.

“You are princess akiko. Y/n is just a fake name, you created to hide your real identity when decided to write him letters. I supported you then since i thought it was a one time thing.” Atsuko shook the girl's shoulders trying to bring her to the path she considered right.

“But I don't wanna be akiko. I wanna be y/n…y/n rengoku.” Tears fell from the eyes in front of her as sobs escaped her lips.

“You're playing with rengoku’s feelings. Even if you run away, how do you intend to tell him the truth? You can't pretend to be y/n your entire life akiko.”

The girl didn't answered atsuko. That day slowly came to an end along with the rain. And Akiko did run away to rengoku, away from her pointless life, being a puppet in her family's hands.

“She returned a month after she ran away. When I asked him about rengoku she said nothing. Soon her brother came and took her away.” Whispered atsuko in a voice so doleful, that it was clear, it hurted.

“Did rengoku san knew she was a princess?” Zenitsu asked.

“He probably didn't. Akiko's family arranged several politicians later to set her up but she caused such a ruckus that her family gave up at last.”

“Do you know where she is now…i need to deliver this letter to her.” Each word tasted like bile to him. He couldn't even imagine how miserable it had been. You literally rejected a crystal palace only to live a normal life with him. Which didn't even come true. How feverishly would it have hurt? How apathetic fate was…

“She lives in osaka, running an orphanage. You would find her there. Shall I get someone two drive you three over there?”

“That will be very thoughtful of you” said tanjiro.

Atsuko arranged a driver, who would drive them to the orphanage, they expect to find you in. The car ride was even more silent than the train one. Inosuke, even, didn't make any fuss seeing a car for the first time.

‘So this is where princess akiko lives.’ thought tanjiro. The building was similar to butterfly mansion, nothing that luxurious but quite spacious. The driver left soon after dropping them.

They crossed several corridors of children buzzing like bees. Laughter echoed among the hallways. How wonderful of a place for someone who lost their parents. Similar to them. They wondered if they would have grown up in this orphanage if they were born here.

Finally they reached to what seemed like an office. Similar to one shinobu used when researching herbs, the one which kanao uses now. They entered with a knock.

“Y/n san?”

Your head perked up at the name, which once your beloved used to refer. That beloved who never came.

Your heart ached a bit expecting kyojuro. A melancholic smile forms on your face seeing three kids infront of you. Of Course it wasn't him.

“yes?” you said gently, trying not to give in to your emotions.

But tanjiro could smell it. He smelled the intense grief bubbling within you. He could imagine how long you've bottled up your emotions.

Without saying much, he took the letter out of his sleeve placing it on your desk.

“It's been waiting for 3 years.”

“Huh?”

“Rengoku san wanted me to deliver this to you. Sorry this took so long.” your hands froze at his name. Your chest heaved without even you realizing as you grab the letter.

A single drop of tear fell on the spot which had been previously stained with tears. Tears of kyojuro rengoku.

Your fingers shaked tracing your name on the letter. The name which he used to call. Y/n not Akiko.

You teared the seal, taking out a paper. It was filled with words. Words, he never thought he could express on paper.

Dear y/n,

If you're reading this, then I'm sorry. I might have broken my promise of protecting you forever because by the time you read it— I will be dead.

Y/n i wanted to tell you, that I've loved you. I have loved you from the very beginning. Before even I saw you. You were the one who protected the flame in my heart. While others told me to set it ablaze, you made me learn how to keep the flame burning.

You were as beautiful to me as the rising sun. So bright, so clear. You were the epitome of my life. I wanted to live a peaceful life with you, in which my father let's go of his depression. In which your family accepts us. In which we don't have to hide from others. I wanted you to have my surname.

Your words were like the first rain of summer to me. You saved me from quenching my thirst by your words. I have been starved…. starved for so long that I forgot what being hungry for love feels like. Until you came into my life. you healed my heart, handled it as if it's porcelain.

I thought papers were something I would never choose to express myself with. But look at me now. Haha. I don't know why I'm writing it now, but I just feel like, the time’s soon going to be over. And I feel like I will be gone without seeing your face.

Please don't hate me for that.

If I get to spend my life with you I will probably burn this off, but if this letter somehow unfortunately finds you…I want you to know, I gave my best. I gave my very best to save the ones surrounding me. That I fullfilled my duty till the end. So don't feel sad.

I still can't believe you chose to love me. If possible I would like to meet you in another birth, in another universe without demons, where I will be yours, completely yours. You're the best thing that happened to me, y/n. You're just perfect.

But I must say….you’re dumb for choosing a man who bets his life for others, leaving the silver spoon you had in your mouth.

Sadly, our time was limited in this birth. Good bye princess akiko.

~ your kyojuro

The letter fell from your hands. Your lips quivering as you barely contained your tears, which stained the letter.

You just managed a smile at the kids who brought you this letter. He was no more. And you couldn't believe that. He knew you were Akiko not y/n. The truth you weren't able to tell him.

“I'm sorry for making this long. Rengoku san died saving us from a demon, 3 years ago” said tanjiro, tears staining his cheeks. So do the others, barely containing their emotions.

“oh! But i-im glad you all are safe. H-he fulfilled his duties right?”

“Does it hurts?” Tanjiro asked.

“A lot.” And if he wasn't seeing things, he saw rengoku for one second with a silly smile on his face, maybe wondering how to comfort you.

The second he blinked his eyes he was gone. What remained was his letter. Tanjiro handed the photo to you before leaving. He wondered if in another birth he gets to see the both of you reconcile.

He took a deep breath wanting to return to kanao. Maybe he would just ask her to marry him this year. He doesn't want to waste anymore time away from her.

“Where were you?” Asked zenitsu to inosuke, who went missing for a while. They are currently waiting for a train to go back home.

“To buy this.” Inosuke showed a butterfly hair pin decorated with blue crystals. It was beautiful.

“Woah. Who did you buy it for?”

“Aoi.” Tanjiro chuckled at his bluntness, while zenitsu smirked. It's funny how inosuke still gets both of their names incorrect but he never made a mistake in saying aoi’s name correctly. Who knows they might have two weddings…

Now that tanjiro had finally payed off the debt, he wished you happiness as he looked forward to a happier future. He will remember you, not as princess akiko, but as y/n.

“Let's go! I can't wait to see nezuko!!”

“Zenitsu watch out your way!!”

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[eskumii]

Can you pls do platonic yandere sanemi x demon child reader (that is also tanjiros and nezukos younger sibling to)

soft yandere!older brother figure!shinazugawa sanemi x child!demon!reader hcs [platonic]

TITLE: " TURBULENCE " — navi.

A/N: this contains huge manga spoilers in regards to sanemi's past/relationships!! also ,, ty for being patient annonie, if ur still there :') also i accidentally posted this b4 i finished it, so sorry if anyone saw that...

PAIRING: soft yandere!older brother figure!shinazugawa sanemi x child!demon!kamado!reader (platonic)

CHARACTERS: shinazugawa sanemi (21), reader (12), nezuko (14), tanjiro (16)

☆ sanemi hates demons.

☆ that much is clear from the spectacle he made of your older sister, nezuko, at the hashira's headquarters with that horrrible temper of his. needless to say, you don't like him at all and he clearly doesn't like you or your sister, either. it certainly doesn't help that master kagaya seems to have a sour sense of humor as you're now stuck with him as your babysitter.

☆ both tanjiro and nezuko vehemently object to master kagaya's orders. the servants of the residence had to literally rip you from the ironed grips of your older siblings, who were screaming bloody murder as if you'd be separated for the rest of eternity. they were certainly being a tad bit dramatic, but you'd be lying if you said you weren't just as upset.

☆ with the deal set in stone, however, sanemi drags you to his home as begrudgingly as humanly possible and condemns you to one of his spare bedrooms. apparently he lived alone (expected tbh) in a traditional style home, complete with the koi ponds and bamboo deer scares. it's nice, you'll give him that, but his nasty attitude doesn't seem to match the beauty of his residence.

☆ although your living conditions are less than ideal, you're old enough to know that staying under someone else's roof is almost never free. you try (keyword: try) to do what you can to help around the house but sanemi is constantly hollering at you to leave him alone or to not mess with his stuff.

☆ he insists you stay in your room and out of his way, but you still tail behind him from afar out of your debilitating boredom. if he notices, he says nothing, and simply ignores you as if you're not even there. at least when you were with tanjiro and nezuko there was always something to do—sanemi is so boring.

☆ sometimes sanemi gets really angry for seemingly no reason and at any given time. he'll storm outside and take it out on the poor practice dummies that litter his backyard, grunting in oblivious rage when he accidentally kicks one of their heads off. you're not sure what it is about you that makes him so angry; you've kind of already ruled it out as his perpetual state of being.

☆ and, well, sanemi doesn't... hate you. you remind him so much of his younger brother, genya, and most of his anger is only borne out of pain. as the eldest of the family he once knew, it's not like the instincts he acquired to take care of his siblings just went away. you simply remind him of who he used to be and the weaknesses that tore his family apart make him inexplicably angry.

☆ considering your resemblance to his late younger siblings (and genya), sanemi does get protective over you in his own ways. sometimes you meddle too close to the windows during the day, so he'll yell at you to move. or sometimes when you're scarfing down the raw meat he gives you, he yells at you to slow down lest you choke.

☆ it may seem like he's not paying attention to you at all, but he's always peeking at you with watchful eyes. he's notices that you like to watch him train but can't be out in the sun, so he hung up a blanket in the branches of a nearby tree without saying a word to you. you smile knowing that you're growing on him.

☆ during the evening, sanemi often catches you out in the garden picking flowers. usually he'd shrug his shoulders and turn his nose up, but he felt compelled to see what you were doing out there all the time. plus, he couldn't have you wandering out beyond the walls.

☆ "what're you doin', kid?" sanemi's booming voice scares you and you drop your basket of colorful flowers on the ground with a squeak. you scramble to gather them again and you're surprised to see a pair of scarred hands helping out, too.

☆ "i'm gonna make flower crowns for when tanjiro and nezuko get back." you answer once all the flowers are back in the basket. sanemi snorts. "flower crowns?"

☆ you nod. "yup! here, i'll show you how to make one." sanemi has zero time to refuse as you grab his hand and pull him down onto the grass with you. you take a length of string that you had stolen from one of his many rooms of junk and began to attach the flowers to it with a clever weaving pattern.

☆ sanemi is fuming in embarrassment as you eagerly teach him how to make a stupid flower crown. this is ridiculous. but why can't he just get up and leave? when you hand him the string of flowers to try it out for himself, your childish giggling is contagious as he fumbles clumsily and accidentally crushes the delicate stem in his callous grip.

☆ in the end, sanemi finds himself enjoying making flower crowns with you, but he threatens you violently with a ruffle of your hair should you tell anyone about it. he would never admit it but as he looks at the crudely made flower crown that you helped him with, he feels a distantly familiar feeling of warmth igniting in his heart again.

☆ the rest of the days you spend with sanemi begin to feel more pleasant than it did initially. sanemi no longer leaves you to your own devices, but instead tries to find things for you to do during the day when you can't go outside. he'll bring you puzzles and teach you how to read with children's folktales written on tarnished scrolls that he said he kept from his old family home.

☆ you're not sure what happened, but sanemi dotes on you now. once you had tripped and split your finger open, and sanemi rushed to your side like it had been your head. it healed within a few seconds, but sanemi still scolded you for walking around unsupervised.

☆ and when you get feverish due to your refusal of eating human flesh, which is often, sanemi tarries by your side day and night in order to make sure you're as comfortable as can be. cold, damp towels on your forehead, fresh raw meat at your bedside, and anything else you want, he gets for you. the worry etched into the lines of his forehead shows how much he cares about you.

☆ by the time tanjiro and nezuko return from their mission to collect you, sanemi doesn't even want to let you go. in fact, you've both grown attached to each other and while you're overjoyed to see your siblings again, sanemi has also become something like an older brother to you. you've grown to love the big residence and his presence.

☆ you're in tears as sanemi pats your head and smiles crookedly at you for what feels like the last time. you beg tanjiro to let you stay longer but he firmly tells you no. sanemi makes tanjiro promise that he'll take you to visit him or else he'll kill him (he's serious).

☆ when you inevitably depart from sanemi (tanjiro has to pry you away from him), he feels about as lonely as the day is long. the residence feels too big without you following behind him like his own shadow, and every time he turns a corner he half-expects to find you doing something to cause trouble.

☆ sanemi takes the flower crown you both made and seals it in a glass jar. he hopes that you'll visit again before it withers, or else he might just go out and find you himself.

[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)

[lookingfxryou]

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Notes: A series of small snippets exploring Giyuu and reader’s idiots to lovers relationship <3

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“I could just stare at you forever.”

“Creep.” Came Giyuu’s reply to your flirtation which only made you sigh dramatically.

“Come on! That was a good one! Didn’t you feel your heart skip a beat?” You weren’t one to back down so easily though.

You had befriended the Water Hashira after much efforts and stubbornness from your side, until the poor man had finally relented and did you the honor of replying to your questions.

Lately though, much to Giyuu’s annoyance, you had started flirting with him. (I’m not flirting with you! I’m just trying to make you blush. Don’t think so highly of yourself.”)

And he would rather die before admitting that your one liners, indeed, had some kind of effect on him. You couldn’t really tell though, with the way he always gave you a deadpan expression and a scathing retort. God, he hoped you did not know, he wouldn’t be able to live with himself.

(Why does he think that, though?)

“The only thing I felt was wanting to reach home faster.”

You pouted and walked a few steps ahead of him, turning back to look at him and walking backwards.

“One of these days, I’ll make you blush so hard that you’ll have a nosebleed.”

That unwillingly pulled out a smile from him which had you beaming. Now that he looked at you, you were really beautiful. Sure you were one of the strongest slayers and had prevailed against a lot of deadly opponents, but there was something about your smile, the way it had your eyes crinkling, that gave him pause. Made him think of you in a totally different way.

Shaking his head, your conversation stopped as you reached his house. You wasted no time in going ahead and calling out for Tanjiro and Nezuko.

(What even were they doing in his home, he had no clue anymore. Something about being in the most quiet and inconspicuous place. As if there was anything inconspicuous about those two.)

“Don’t you have to go home?” He called out making his way inside and you stopped before furrowing your brows at him.

“Don’t steal my babies from me.”

He just sighed and went ahead to his room. God, you were infuriating, had no sense of personal space, kept talking to him–

“Did he come around then?” He could hear Tanjiro’s voice, dull since they were probably farther from his private quarters, but his nonetheless.

He could hear your giggles.

“You are too optimistic, Tanjiro. He still thinks I’m just trying to make him blush.”

A pause.

“Which is true, I suppose, but he doesn’t really take my words seriously.”

“Why don’t you just tell him that you like him?”

Giyuu felt his breath hitch at Tanjiro’s words. There was no way that you liked him. The antisocial, rude, idiotic him.

“And risk him completely shutting down on me, and everyone else? No, I can be patient. Besides I got him to smile today!”

He could hear Tanjiro’s exclamations but his heart was beating so fast that he couldn’t even think properly. Did you really–? But you could choose anyone else–? Why him?

Your voice turned lower, more serious and Giyuu had to strain his ears to hear your next words.

“He’s one of the kindest people I know, Tanjiro. And maybe he doesn’t see it himself but I do. I see the way he is with strangers, helping silently, not asking for anything. I see him with you and Nezuko and how much he cares, even if he doesn’t show it. He deserves so much more and I hope he will get it someday. Until then, I’ll be his friend and stay by his side.”

This was not happening, no, no, no. He could feel it, his skin getting clammy, heart beating fast and the heating of his face.

You thought this much about him?

Your conversation turned to other topics after that and Giyuu moved away to go outside where the cool air caressed his warm, blushing cheeks.

You would never let him live it down if you saw him like this.

Well, since you came all this way to his home, he supposed it was only natural to ask you to have lunch together.

Along with Tanjiro and Nezuko, of course!

Just a normal lunch with friends.

[komoboko]

𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝’𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐞

ft: tanjiro kamado, (platonic) nezuko kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, inosuke hashibira, kanao tsuyuri, genya shinazugawa

So sorry Kanao is short I had no ideas for her 😓

# tanjiro ! ☆

giving: words of affirmations

TANJIRO, who can’t help but compliment you nearly every time he sees you. It’s almost an instinct as his mind has almost trained itself to do it by command. He can’t help but notice even the smallest change in your daily look and create some sort of compliment out of it. He finds it more meaningful to put his love into words and to really show you how much he loves and treasures you.

receiving: quality time

He enjoys just being in each other presence. Whether you both are doing things together, or your doing completely separate task. Tanjiro is perfectly content with just embracing your presence. He enjoys when he you come to him after seeming out his presence just so the two of you can enjoy anything, together.

# nezuko ! ☆

giving: acts of service

While she can’t use her voice to express herself, NEZUKO prefers to use actions. She enjoys helping out others, especially you with anything. Whether your lifting a box somewhere or your setting up a table for dinner, nezuko will be on standby to try and help you. She’ll fight by your side to protect you as she’s seen you do the same for her.

receiving: physical touch

Nezuko likes spending time with you, as well as doing things with you! She treasures when you braid through her hair or even help her with an injury despite her being able to heal herself. She likes being close to you, seeing you as a more parental figure in her life. When she’s able to come out of her box when the sun sets, her first task once she sees you is to swoop in for a hug.

# zenitsu ! ☆

giving: physical touch

ZENITSU, not surprisingly thrives off of physical touch. Every time he lays eyes on you, he’ll run while chanting your name to swoop in and give you as right off a hug as he can. Any type of affection in a physical form is something he can and will do, whether it’s a sweet hug before bed or pestering you and poking you while your trying to train. Zenitsu will find a way to do it!

receiving: words of affirmation

The boy’s self esteem issues shouldn’t be as high as they are. So any time of comforting and reassuring words are sure to make him melt. He can’t keep his composure hearing you chant praises while he’s training leading to multiple accidental injuries. Other times he’s almost brought to tears in privacy as you can mutter compassionate words to make sure he feels only the best about himself.

# inosuke ! ☆

giving: physical touch

Being one of the only proper ways he knows how to show affection. INOSUKE will be sure to bother you with any stunt he can pull. Wrapping his arms around you neck while he laughs about anything, or ruffling your hair in a playful manor when your around. Growing up in the woods didn’t really teach him any proper forms of love at all..

receiving: words of affirmation

Any praises that come from your mouth are sure to hype him up for anything that he’s facing. Considering his whole ‘king of the mountains’ dynamic this sure fuels his ego into becoming an even better slayer. What he doesn’t realize is how much your words stick to him. As in the depths of the night his minds trace back to your words and he finds himself asking why your words made his heart flutter in ways he’s never felt.

# kanao ! ☆

giving and receiving: quality time

KANAO loves and embraces being in the presence of each other. Whether your seeking out her, or she’s seeking out you. Being in each other presence is something sacred that she treasures. Similar to Tanjiro, she doesn’t mind what your doing when your alongside each other. You could both bring in a comfortable silence doing completely separate things and she’ll still believe it’s a moment well spent with you.

# genya ! ☆

giving: acts of service

Poor sweet GENYA who’s to embarrassed to put his love into words that he does it best with actions. He tries to help you out with anything you really do it could be the smallest task and Genya will still insist for him to help you. He wants to show you he cares for you, and taking all the task your responsible with so you can relax for yourself is his go to way to show you.

receiving: words of affirmation

Your words fluster him but he treasures what you say dearly. He’s constantly ashamed of himself for what he does and for his choices from the past, so any reassuring words will lead straight to his heart. He’s been flustered just by hearing you compliment him more then he admits, your words of praise and confirmation that you love him for who he is rings in his ear at dusk. He just can’t help but fall in love even more.

[vrystalius]

Fearing thunderstorms.

Genya is scared of thunderstorms and snuck in to your room for comfort. Why not let him stay?

Pairing: Genya x gn!tsugoku!reader

You were already all cuddled up in your bed, relaxing and ready to sleep. It was perfect timing too since it just began to rain and you could hear the heavy droplets fall onto the roof above you. Thunder was roaring in the distance, making you grin and snuggle closer against your sheets and close your eyes. This is going to be a cozy night with some good, well deserved sleep…

But then, you heard your bedroom door ever so slowly open and someone stepping inside. Your whole body tense beneath your sheet as your fist balled together, thinking it was some intruder trying to break in. You slowly opened one of your eyes and tried to spot who it is by trying not to turn your head as much as possible. That’s where you spotted your best friend Genya sit in the corner right next to your door, hugging his knees and pulling them to his chest. His shoulders looked tense and his eyes were wide open, his lips former into a small pout. Usually you see Genya scowl or just stare at nothing during training or breaks. He is smiling though whenever you talk and hang-out with him, but right now he just looks so small and afraid.

You groaned and rolled over in your futon, stretching your limbs. You saw how hard Genya flinched from the corner of your eye. Poor boy thought he was smooth and quiet by sneaking into your room in the middle of the night. Before you could speak up, the booming sound of thunder stopped you. You saw Genya flinch again and state at the ceiling above as if it’s about to crumble any moment, his shoulders tensing further while his body curls up more into a small ball of fear. Your eyes widened slightly at the sight. It was bizarre seeing such a tall and broadly build guy looking like a distressed kitten. He moved his gaze back over at you, now both staring at each other.

“Sorry. For sneaking in.”

Genya whispered, hugging his knees tighter against his chest. Although his mouth was apologising, his body made no movement to get out of your room. You sat upright on your bed and tried to forget how messy you must look right now.

“Why did you even sneak in?”

The rain got harder and more severe making the curled up boy in the corner even more nervous. You rubbed your eyes tiredly and yawned, his eyes now fixated on you.

“I- uh… I-I’m scared.”

He vaguely gestured to the ceiling.

“Of the loud thunders and stuff… ever since I was a kid I was scared of ‘em.”

That makes sense. You never saw Genya be scared of anything besides disappointing his big brother or failing in training. Those are reasonable things to be afraid of, but thunder storms? That’s kind of adorable. You couldn’t help but grin just a little, but he noticed and blushed.

“D-Don’t make fun of me!! They are loud, bright and the rain- you can get flooded anytime i-if the rain’s too heavy! C’mon!”

His posture loosened a little and his face got covered in a bright blush. He was embarrassed, clearly. You suppressed a giggle and decided to offer him comfort instead of driving him out of your room to cower in fear on his own. You grabbed your blanket and got out of your futon, sitting down on the tatami beside his shivering form. You didn’t even notice how hard he was gripping his pyjama pants before coming up close. Genya’s expression shifted from embarrassment and fear to confusion as you wrapped your warm blanket around his shoulders, tucking him in. He hid parts of his face in the warmth to prevent himself from showing his embarrassing blush. You smiled slightly and patter his shoulder.

“Well, if you’re scared, you can stay with me. I’ll even keep it a secret from Tanjiro and the others.”

You wrapped your arm carefully around his shoulder to offer him some quiet support. Outside, the rain began to die down a little and the thunder wasn’t as frequent as before. Genya nodded quietly and moved the blanket over to your shoulders so you two can share it.

“M’sorry for hogging your blanket— here.”

His arm also wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you a little closer. A soft blush spread on your face, and with that, matching his face. You two sat together in the corner in the dark, listening to the soft rain. You turned to face him.

“Things are getting quieter. You wanna try and sleep a little? We’ll need the rest tomorrow.”

Your soft voice pulled him back into reality after staring into nothingness for a while, listening to the rain. Genya glanced at you and shyly nodded, scooting a little closer to you. You sighed and pulled him to rest his head on your shoulder. His whole body stiffened up by your warm body and the cozy blanket creating a shield of comfort around him, protecting him from thunders and heavy rains. His shoulders sagged and his legs slowly stretched out, releasing them from the straining fetus position. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes. Your fingers ran through his mohawk, making him relax further against your shoulder.

You were just about to try comfort him further by talking or rubbing his back but the quiet snores leaving from Genya’s lips made you remain quiet. His head felt heavy on your shoulder but you didn’t mind, not at all. Your hand pulled your blanket further over his body before moving to his back. The repeating motion of rubbing his back felt relaxing and soothing to you and your eyelids slowly began closing and you sleepy rested your head on top of his before finally falling asleep yourself.

🎃

Flufftober prompt: Stormy nights

I read your comment about your favourite characters @starvedluci and decided to write Genya for you! Hope you enjoy and don’t mind I’m calling you out like that :,P Also, fun fact, I am really scared of heavy rains. My country had some heavy flooding a while back and that kinds traumatised me, idk XD Thunderstorms are totally fine and normal rain is very relaxing, but heavy, bullet-raindrops? Nope nope nope nope.

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!

Take care of yourselves <3

Here’s my event masterlist 🎃

[colourstreakgryffin]

HIIIII! IM SO GLAD YOUR BACK, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOUR BREAK :)))

Could I please request tanjiro, iguro and kyojuro with like a younger sister or child reader (platonic obviously) who is like nifty from hazbin hotel, so she really likes cleaning but tends to overwork herself?

Thank you so much if you do :)

Oooh! This is interesting but most importantly; you like and/or know Hazbin Hotel?! I am sorry for asking like this but if you do PLEASEEE do suggest a Hazbin Hotel request or a request for Helluva Boss! I don’t mind either! You don’t have to at all, it’s just a wish but I would reaaallly appreciate writing for the shows I am currently in

Kamado Tanjiro

Tanjiro likes how cute you are. Little, hyperactive, helpful. You’re always running around with a broom or a water bucket to clean something. He doesn’t even need to ask you, you’re just being his little personal maid

Despite the fact, as your older brother, he should be taking care of and cleaning for you. No, you’re the one taking charge and making sure Nezuko’s box is shined to perfection, sweeping up the floors around his bed in the Butterfly Mansion and obsessing over seeing such mess

Tanjiro does worry about you a lot. Whilst the clean freak, caring and energetic demeanour you display is good. There is many negatives of your habits that has his heart aching with concern and his hands on the verge of ripping out his own hair. You’re reckless in your work

Overworking. Cleaning the Butterfly Mansion obsessively and for hours until Shinobu has to bring your exhausted but stubborn form to him so he can care for you, since you’ve been working yourself into the earth. Tanjiro appreciates all the unconditional maid care you’re doing for him, your own sister Nezuko and any home the Kamados refuge in but he can’t stand you risking your health

Overall. Tanjiro does really love you, he loves the cute little red and white maid kimono you wear and he loves how passionate and zesty you are, cleaning, cooking or sewing but he wishes you’d calm it down… not just for him but for yourself. At least; you, him and Nezuko can cook your mother’s recipes to relax

Iguro Obanai

Obanai finds this… well. He doesn’t know how to feel about your obsessive cleaning love. The fact, you act like some housewife despite being once over his age. You’re a child, you’re the poor innocent little girl he had picked up as his own child, out of pure pity for your position(since it was just like his) and whilst you’re not his biologically, he’s protective

So, he is a lot less tolerant over how hardworking and reckless over your own health you are. That you spend hours on end cleaning and perfecting everything around you. He doesn’t like it at all and he doesn’t mind being either strict or harsh to get his point across. You’re his kid, he can discipline you when he wants

Of course, Obanai isn’t cruel. He is only trying to fix up, what he believes to be, your OCD to save your health so he forces you to stop mopping his floors around 8pm and puts you to bed with no buts allowed. He’ll let you be his little maid and care for the home you share with him but not when it includes putting yourself behind the work

Obanai does like to bond with you over sewing and cooking. Your skillset is of a housewife and whilst he finds it weird that his adoptive kid has housewife mindset, he isn’t going to just stop because he is uncomfortable by mere talents you have. Cooking and sewing are important to your life growing up so he encourages it

Besides the whole overworking thing and how invested in cleaning the Estate you become, he does really like your behaviours. You’re the perfect child; free-spirited, independent, confident. He likes how your trauma hasn’t effected you and he wouldn’t get rid of you, even if your own habits are annoying and concerning

Rengoku Kyojuro

Oh. How wonderful, now, he has two child houserearers in his life. One, his younger brother Senjuro and now you, his precious adoptive daughter. He finds you the most gorgeous little lively flame to ever exist and he does truly encourage your cleaning habits. It’s good to develop excellent hygiene, as Kyojuro says! However, even Kyojuro has limits to good hygiene practice

At first, he doesn’t really notice it much since he wants to be the most uplifting, sweet, considerate father he possibly can be for you. He doesn’t want to tell you what to do, even when it severely worries him. He doesn’t know how to talk about it but he does have the guts to bring it up and try make some type of compromise

Kyojuro really doesn’t like seeing you up at 1am scrubbing the windows frantically since you spotted some smudges you’re struggling to get out. It’s not healthy and it’s too risky. He loves you a lot and he doesn’t want you to be treated as some slave. You’re not a slave, you’re his babygirl. Even if he just got you, you’re still his and he wants to care for you, not enable a bad habit. Rather it offend you or not. He needs to put his foot down

Kyojuro decides to begin balancing checking up on you to his regular vigorous training. Task you with cleaning like sweeping or scrubbing the outside porch so he can always keep his eye on you and make sure you’re not going to pass out from exhaustion with a bottle of bleach in your hands once more. You’re a child, not a robot

Kyojuro is only being specific and setting down rules for your own sake, not for his. To him, the most important thing to him is his all-knowing, big-eyed little demon. You may stress him out with your cleaning obsession but otherwise, he enjoys cooking with you. It’s very relaxing

[loveemii]

How the Kamaboko Trio would react to you wearing a mini skirt and a revealing top :)

WARNINGS: Spicy content level 30% Touching, kissing.

enjoy <3 + bonus | aged up | fem reader

☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼☀︎︎☼

Tanjiro:

you were going out for dinner with tanjiro and he was patient while you were getting ready upstairs. but damn you took almost an hour picking out what you wanted to wear, poor tanjiro was waiting for a while. (ToT)

after you finished getting ready you walked out the room and went downstairs. only for tanjiro to first look at your exposed breasts. cleavage hanging out and the mini skirt you chose didn’t make it easier for him. his eyes then narrowed down from your breasts to your thighs. your skirt was almost only covering your inner thighs.

“How do I look?”

the audacity you had asking him that.

“You look gorgeous.”

although his mind was wondering off on all the ways he wanted to have you, he was gentle nevertheless. he came off as pure and innocent, until he grabbed you by your mini skirt.

“Tanjiro? What are you doing?”

“Shh, just touch me.”

he then pulled you in closer to him by pulling you by your mini skirt. you felt really hot and your stomach was twisting, his heart was pounding but all he wanted was you.

“God your so beautiful.”

he said as he kissed your soft plump lips, you kissed him back. tanjiro then placed his head and rested it on your breasts. he reached down into your pants and was just slowly finding the right place to touch you. the night was gonna be long and slow, gentle and hot.

Inosuke:

you wanted to have a nice walk in the city with your boyfriend, you even made him put a shirt on for once. as he waiting for you outside the estate, it was really hot in the day as well as the night since this was during summer. he waited an extra few minutes (seconds) before he went back inside the house.

“What the hell is taking you so long?”

he asked with a bit of annoyance in his tone of voice. he stopped talking as he seen you exit room with a revealing top and a mini skirt.

“Does this look ok?”

you asked him pulling the skirt a little down, he wasn’t speaking but instead he just walked up and grabbed you on your upper thighs.

“Sexy.”

is all he said before you leaned in a kissed him. it was mostly you who started intimacy with him but he would always start trouble by saying things like that. he kissed you back and there were a few smiles in between deep kisses.

“Ino? Are we still going out?”

“No, let’s stay the hell inside tonight.”

and with that it was time to take off that top and mini skirt, things we about to get hot real fast.

Zenitsu:

zen really wanted to take you out on a date since he has been busy all month with slaying demons. it was an exciting night for him cause he got to see you all dressed up for him and for the night. but what he didn’t know is that you were gonna DRESS UP.

he was waiting outside your room with a bouquet of pink flowers he picked out from the estate garden. you walked out the room and he started to blush as soon as he looked at what you were wearing. and damn he couldn’t help but look at your breasts and butt and you turned around displaying your outfit for him.

“What do you think?”

you asked him as you fixed your top and mini skirt. he was trying his hardest to look elsewhere, but his eyes always wonders off were your boobs were. you noticed this and giggled a little.

“If you wanted to touch them, you could’ve asked.”

his face lit up but was still red from blushing. his heart was beating faster than the flash. and that feeling he had in his stomach didn’t help him to approach you either.

you went closer to him and moved his hands to your waist as you bother the flowers hit the ground. his hands were wobbly and his face was a vibrant shade of pink. you leaned in a kissed his eager lips. surprisingly he kissed you back without fear, as if those feelings went away easily. his hands travels from your waist to your breasts in no time wasted. he was touching and playing with them softly.

“So soft and beautiful.”

he couldn’t help but smile in between kisses just like inosuke. but this boy was no different than a lovesick little boy.

+ bonus character!

Nezuko:

you and nezuko were going out to a festival in a local city nearby, she was waiting for you as you changed in the room.

“I’m finished!”

you said cheerfully, she turned around from looking away, her eyes widened and her mouth made an O shape.

“Is something wrong?”

“No you look so beautiful! I’m not sure I want to go to the festival anymore.”

she said as she walked up to you and resting her face on top of your breasts, she can hear how fast your heartbeat was, and she wanted nothing more than to spend the night with you. she then kissed your soft tinted lips and you kissed hers, she began to slowly pull your mini skirt down as you untied your revealing top. she took off her clothes and you two were gonna be ending the night in the bathtub together.

thank you for reading, please ignore grammar or spelling mistakes (ToT) (if i did any)

[mysicklove]

THE THOUGHT I JUST THUNK!! modern! tanjiro with braces?? with a mean/bully reader that teases him for em? they’re always sticking their fingers in his mouth, and poor tanjiro can’t help but get hard even though you’re making him cry 🥺

Sub! Tanjiro x Bully! Gn! Reader

CW: mean/bully! reader, sadist reader?, reader likes watching tanjiro in pain so yeah, fingers in mouth, knee pressing/knee humping, heavy degradation, pinning tanjiro to a wall, jawing gripping, praise at the end, sobbing/begging/pleading (yknow, the usual)

A/N: got me in shambles. ashi girly u may not be into this one...made this a little too self indulgent and ik u aren't too much of a hard dom. sadistic side came out so um poor tanjiro. my poor baby. also this is kinda rushed so oops (wow another poorly made content by mello! not suprised!)

"they hurttt," he complains to inosuke the second time today. he had gotten his braces tightened yesterday, and they have been throbbing for the past day. his hands reach in his mouth to touch them, whining when another flash of pain hits him.

you happen to overhear him, raising your eyebrows at the complaint and planning what to do next.

not even thirty minutes later you have him pinned him to a wall, snickering at his wide eyes. "O-Oh....Y/N. Whats--Whats up?" he asks, trying to ignore your malicious gaze. His stares at the ground, playing with his hands awkwardly.

your hand grips his jaw and he flinches when you force him to look at you. "ah metal mouth, heard you got them tightened. wanna see them," you coo, rubbing your thumb across his lips while he whimpers.

he knows what's bound to come. you always do these sort of things.

"noooo. please, t-they hurt!" he whines, shutting his eyes when he feels the tip of your finger touching the sensitive bracket.

"relax, ill be gentle. open your mouth." you know he doesn't want to obey, his eyes glance up at your nervously and pleading.

but, he listens. he hesitantly opens up his pink lips for your awaiting fingers. one hand grips his jaw, forcing him to look at you, and the other prods your pointer and middle finger into his mouth.

you slide your finger over the first bracket, and he jumps backward, hitting his head on the wall behind him. you ignore it, and push your fingers to the back of his mouth.

tears leak from his eyes, as they often do when you are around, and he sniffles. you use your pointer to gently tap on the molar, and he whimpers. "gentle! it hwurts!!"

"shhh stop whining. I know, I know," you mumble, and by accident begin to trail your eyes downward. you grin when you see the bulge in his pants, and you begin to laugh.

his eyes squeeze shut at the sound, knowing that you found out. he trembles before you, and his face is hot in embarrassment. "you're pathetic tanjiro. getting hard from me putting my fingers in your mouth."

he whines at the words, and more tears begin to stream down his face, and onto the ground. you push him further into the wall, and his hands wrap around your wrist in a plea. but you ignore it, and instead press your knee into his cock.

his eyes snap open at the feeling, his gaze trailing to your leg. a huffed breath comes out of him, and you run your finger over another bracket. his eyes snap toward you in an instant, in both fear and embarrassment.

"I thought "it hwurts!"." you mimic and he cringes at his own words. "are you that disgusting that you are getting off to your own pain? or is the thought of my fingers in your mouth making you so desperate?"

he tries to shake his head, but the knee rubbing onto him is making him dizzy. his ears are burning up, and he has begun to hiccup from his cries.

and then he begins to grind himself onto your knee. its shaky with his trembles, and he scrunches his eyes shut to help ease the embarrassment. you laugh again, and the sound seems to spurr him on. "look how wet you are. you're like a bitch in heat, humping me like that."

you press your fingers deeper, and he gags, drool dripping down his chin. his eyes flutter open, watery and pleading. "'m not!" he sobs, and you grin at him.

his movements become frantic, the grinding harder and faster. his pants begin to darker and his tongue laps at your fingers. "yes you are. so desperate, its sickening. are you going to cum in your pants?"

he tries to shake his head again in embarrassment. but he knows that you're right. hes going to cum in his pants because you. his bully.

your fingers continue to press down on the teeth and he tries to wither himself away from you, but it fails considering how close the two of you are together. "admit it tanjiro, you're pathetic."

"no!" he hiccups.

a squeeze to the jaw. he cringes, letting out a high pitched whine. "say it."

you glare at him, and he trembles under it. you press your knee harder and he grips onto your shirt. he babbles something into your fingers, and frown. feeling nice, you remove them from his mouth, and relax your hold on his jaw.

he heaves, his head falling on your shoulder with the newfound air. you begin to let out another teasing remark, when he cuts you off. "Im pathetic! Im so pathetic! let me cum. pleaseeee" he babbles, his body raking with sobs.

your eyes light up at the noise, and you grip his hair, pulling him backward. the two of you make eye contact and you smile at him. him with a fucked out expression, and you with a teasing grin. "good job! my good pathetic boy. cmon, you can cum."

his eyes widen at the words, and his orgasm seems to hit him like a train. his head hits the wall and he keens, quick shaky breathes escaping his lips. his fingers grip onto you, while his whole body trembles in front of you.

you chuckle through it all, watching his pants darken and the liquid begin to seep through and onto your leg.

when he comes back from his high he stares at you. long and hard, while trying to catch his breathe.

you pull away from him with a grin, "I'll see you around metal mouth."

he doesn't say anything, just continues to stare with burning cheeks, replaying the two words you told him. "Good job."

and so tanjiro found something that turns him on even more. when you praise him.

[vitamin-cunt]

A/N: ahhh sorry anon, I didn't know if these characters were together or separate so I wrote them separate 😭- V

CW: degradation, foot humping, low key footworship when I think abt it, loss of virginity, vibrators up their asses yall already know what's up

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Painslut! Tanjiro would be too shy to admit he's feeling good.

"I-it- mmmh, it feels weird- nnngh~ this is weird, this is weirddd!"

It was fucking cute to see Tanjiro take a virbator in his ass the first time. What had been a joke between friends had turned into a serious proposition when he'd asked you to take his virginity one drunken night.

You could feel his cock twitching beneath your foot, even with your house slippers in the way. He was spread out against his couch, legs tied and kept apart and arms tied to his back.

You couldn't help but laugh out loud at the display. "Poor, poor thing. You were never gonna be able to have normal sex anyway, hm?" You lean forward, lightly but surely adding pressure to the foot on his cock. "Aren't you glad I took your virginity before other people found out you like to have weird sex?"

His face scrunched up and the tears pressed out in a hot stream against his burning face, running past his quivering lips. He slipped out a breathy moan, as if he had previously been trying to hold his breath and finally been forced to let it out.

He was squirming beneath you, though you took note of how his hips bucked upward and into your foot, as if inviting the pain.

He was clearly ashamed, he could barely look at you. He'd opted to bury his face in his shoulder instead, where he could cry freely.

"I-I'm not- nnngh- weird, this is weird, it's weird!" He moaned into his shoulder.

"Oh?" You ask, stepping harder on his cock. "So normal people like getting their virgin dicks stepped on?"

He, notably, didn't answer.

His thighs shook from the pressure. Every part of his body had become flushed.

It was too much for him, because soon, he was throwing his head back and gasping for air, ready to cum.

He'd thrown shame to the wind, gladly grinding against the pain of your foot, humping until he was spurting pathetically onto your slippers and his stomach, thick and hot, moaning through it.

You didn't hesitate to shove your slipper in his face and tell him to lick it clean.

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Painslut! Zenitsu would beg you to keep going.

"Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, haaah! Nooo, don't stop, not now, no, not yet!"

Zenitsu was nothing but shameless. He loved the pain, the constant buzz of the virbator snug in his ass verses the sharp pain of the pressure of your foot against his cock.

"You're gonna get my foot dirty-" you groaned, referring to the slick mess of a cock you had beneath your foot. "Fuck, you're so gross! How am I gonna clean this shit up?"

He'd grabbed your ankle now, desperate to keep you close. He was humping your leg through the pain, leaning forward so he could press his teary face against your calf.

"I know, 'm gross! Haa-aaah! Just a gross fucking pig! I don't deserve your hands, so give me your foot! P-punish me with your virbator!"

You almost felt sorry for him. But with his eyes rolled back into his skull and his blissed, tongue-out grin, you knew he was in heaven.

Fine. You would spare him.

Your hands wove their way into his hair, pulling his head back as you dug your heel onto his cock, your foot almost slipping from the sheer slick beneath it.

He came almost immediately, as you'd expected. The tears were rolling fat and heavy down his cheeks and landing in his lap, and, unfortunately for you, on your foot.

You would make sure to punish him for that later.

[demonslayedher]

What if nezuko and tanjiro were raised by Obanai and Mitsuri?

Whoa, I have never considered this. Let's assume an altered timeline, so, say, itty-bitty Tanjiro hid with almost-walking Nezuko in a closet when a demon killed their parents. Mitsuri and Obanai, who like one another and have sort of figured that out by they are awkward about where to take it from there (since Mitsuri doesn't want to make the first move but can't figure out why Obanai won't), arrive on the scene, and Kaburamaru finds the hiding children.

Mitsuri is instantly attached and wants very badly to make it up to these orphaned children whom she failed. Obanai is trying to tell her why that idea is irresponsible, but Kaburamaru has already become fiercely attached to the terrified children who find comfort in the cuddly snake. It's not as if Obanai can't relate to that, so he gives in, on the caveat that they will take care of them only until they can hand them off to someone more qualified.

They're first thought is Shinobu, but she already has her hands full. They ask the Kakushi, but the Kakushi insist that this is out of their skill set. They think of asking Ubuyashiki but don't want to bother him by setting a precedent. No luck at Wisteria Houses they come across, who are already doing all they can. Wishing to find someone with experience to adopt them, Obanai makes a desperate visit to Shinjuro, who yells at him to take responsibility and get what was coming to him by so idealistically becoming a swordsman. He announces to Mitsuri (who is already very attached) that they'll see their responsibility through.

Since the Kamado children stay at the Kanroji estate most of the time, this is what gets Obanai to finally meet her family, which pressures them more into considering the state of their relationship, especially they Obanai spends time with the children out of a sense of responsibility and Mitsuri, once the decision to keep them was made, wants to spend as much free time with them as possible. Being in a coparent relationship also forces them to confront Obanai's issues.

Both toddlers take to Mitsuri readily, and they like Obanai too, but they both (especially Tanjiro, who can talk better) are sensitive to him being sad. Obanai is nice and tries to be child-appropriate but answers very plainly and honestly when Tanjiro asks why he's sad, thinking that this is out of respect for a child's intellect. Poor Tanjiro wants to help but is often confused. Obanai is a little annoyed how buddy-buddy Tanjiro and Kaburamaru are but he allows it. As Tanjiro grows up and the snake gets older, Kaburamaru spends less and less time in battle with Obanai. Tanjiro is a dutiful son whom Obanai figures pucked up a lot of traits from being raised by Mitsuri, but he reminds Tanjiro to always be grateful to his original family who loved and protected him too. This makes him supportive (albeit concerned for his safety) when Tanjiro says he wants to fight demons too. Tanjiro eventually picks up Snake Breathing, though Obanai points out that he's not totally suited for it. (If it weren't for how annoying he finds Giyuu, he would suggest Tanjiro try Water Breathing.)

Mitsuri is less supportive because she worries about Tanjiro's safety. He is her wonderful son whom she loves very much, after all. But if he's sure he can accept the risks, she allows him to try.

Nezuko has grown up babied by her unckes and aunts and does not know the responsibility of being an older sister. She always wants to be just like her mom (but Obanai sternly put a stop her dressing up like mom, which made little Nezuko cry because she didn't understand why he was angry). She wears fancy kimono and makes sweets and wears long braids and goes to school, and is a dutiful and sweet daughter as she grows up. Despite having riches, this does seem to go to her head, and she still practices humilty and thrift, which really endears her to Obanai. He originally was a bit more standoffish from Nezuko, but Nezuko feels secure in his care for her even if it's nothing like the open, loving, huggy relationship she has with her adoptive mother. When Tanjiro picks up the sword, she insists on learning too, but Tanjiro and Mitsuri don't want this. Obanai lets her give it a shot, but she's too fiery for Snake Breath, and not physically capable of Love Breath, despite how much she has always done her best to imitate mom.

So Nezuko finally does something a spoiled brat would do and she runs away to ask Uncle Kyojuro for Flame Breath training. This causes a brief argument between Hashira but it is soon settled, and Tanjiro sort of wishes he had thought of that before getting so deep into making Snake Breath work for him. Tanjiro & Kaburamaru and Nezuko eventually go through the Final Selection together and begin a sibling journey to avenge their birth parents, with their adoptive parents giving them their blessing and watching over them from afar.

And then, having seem that through, Obanai is finally ready to get married.

[reallyromealone]

SOULMATES 6

Warnings

Male reader, mpreg, omegaverse, angst, fluff

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Tanjiro helped (name) change their little fabric diapers "how can such little bodies produce so much poop..." (Name) mumbled to the beta who laughed "they are little poop machines, my siblings weren't much better" Tanjiro said as nezuko watched curiously "they're going to be strong, I can tell" Tanjiro said sweetly to the Omega "you think?" (Name) asked softly and both Tanjiro and Nezuko nodded.

The siblings felt pity for the omega, they knew (name) wanted to find love with rengoku but...they also knew the Alpha never said how he felt to poor (name) who had no option but to give up on his feelings.

And then to be soulmates with his natural and literal enemy?

It was just cruel.

"How do you deal with this (name)?" Tanjiro asked genuinely as he looked at the other "..." (Name) was quiet as he gently traced his pups cheeks, noting how much they bare resemblance to their father "I want to scream and cry but... I'm also so happy? I can't describe it" (name) said genuinely "my entire life was changed and I had zero options but to adapt or die, I haven't had a second to process... If i wasn't trying not to die I was busy handling other things..." (Name) said genuinely "I know I'm asking for something unfair and impossible, it's unfair to ask if anyone but... I just I want my pups to grow up with both sides, I don't want to deny them that"

Tanjiro hugged (name) gently and Nezuko placed her hand on the omegas knee, the siblings comforting their friend, knowing (name) just wanted to be happy.

Rengoku was deeply uncomfortable as he stood beside Kokushibo, the demon silent as they stood guard in front of the only entrance of the home, both men having their hands on their swords in case anything were to happen.

He heard the crying and the grip on his blade tightned, it took everything for him to not leave his post and comfort the Omega that was almost his.

The pups that should have been his.

"Your self deprecation will not change events, so cease" Kokushibos words were blunt and cold to the Slayer, annoyed by his pharamones that were leaking everywhere.

"You wouldn't understand" Rengoku spat at the demon who rolled.his eyes "nor do I care, control your pharamones"

"I loved him but I missed my opportunity" rengoku said and Kokushibo tried so hard not to kill him right then and there "I knew he loved me and I never said anything! I suck!"

"You were a coward" kokushibo said bluntly "now he is someone else's Omega, you must move on"

"I-I know..." Rengoku couldnt be the one (name) could be with but... He will be the one that can help (name).

(Name) did let Muzan see his pups, he was angry not a monster, watching the demon interact with the tiny bundles of joy who immediately recognized their dad though (child A) kept grabbing at his hair.

"They're so weak..." Muzan fondly and (name) huffed "they're babies, if course they're weak" (name) said softly as he scented one of the pups though Muzan could feel the tension from the omega.

Sadly Muzan was far to prideful to give into his omegas demands.

Muzan left (name) scented items that the Omega begrudgingly accepted and added to his nest, the pups enjoying the scent of their papa.

(Name) got used to the demons and slayer's as a routine, finding company with Doma again as the demon visited his "favorite human" as he liked to say, ignoring how delicious the Omega smelt.

"He's really serious about this" Tengen mumbled as Giyu nodded "he wants his children to have a functional childhood, he's a good Dam"

"He's asking us to be friends with demons!"

"He's not asking you to be friends, he's asking all of us not to kill each other for his pups wellbeing"

"I would rather die than befriend those monsters"

Shinobu remembers her sister talking fondly of wanting demons and humans to live in harmony, she held her beliefs too deep down.

Then she met Doma.

Then she was reminded about how much she hated demons.

But (name)...

He reminded her so much of her beloved sister Kanae, the Omega sharing the same desire for demons and humans to co exist.

A small part of her rooted for his dreams, wanting the fighting... The suffering... For it all to stop.

(Name) remembered when he was little, tengen would sneak him little treats when their father would shame him for not being a good Omega, the boy just wanting to hang out with his brothers...

"I will never treat you how my father treated my siblings and I, whatever you want to do... I will support" (name) said softly to the sleeping pups who clung to each other so helplessly "who knows what's to come in the future but I know you both will thrive..."

A knock came at the door, Rengoku opening it at the soft 'enter' with food for the Omega as Kokushibo kept guard, once the next team arrived they were off duty.

(Name) perked up at the other, a slightly sad smile on his face as he offered the Alpha to sit "come... Meet my pups" (name)s words kind as Rengoku looked heartbroken at the pups, the tiny bundles of innocence that should have been his...

It was almost painful as he watched the Omega soothe and scent the pups.

God, if he was just (name)s soulmate... Everything would be better.

(Name) would be happy, provided for and never a worry in his mind.

He could see his brother and friends whenever he wanted, their pups would thrive.

Yet here he was, useless.

He tried to move on but seeing him like this... It killed him.

"(Child A) kind of looks like you when you accidentally spilt Shinobus tea" (name) commented as the pup yawned and it did look like he was screaming in fear "I was not that scared!" Rengoku laughed as the pup snuggled back in the nest "you hid from her for a week" (name) teased and the blond pouted playfully "they're cute kids" he comments genuinely and (name) beams "they're my world!"

The two chatted like the old friends they were as (name) ate happily.

(Name) needed Muzan.

Bad.

The Omega whined when he woke up and he wasn't there holding him or reading but (name) did this to himself.

He's the one who booted his alpha out.

(Name) found himself crying as his pups slept, not hearing Muzan enter with his breakfast "why are you crying?" The demon asked, crouching before the Omega and setting the food to the side "alpha..." (Name) mumbled, feeling just overwhelmed as the pups kept him up all night and day, needing to be fed more due to them being half demon.

"Alphas here now" Muzan said kissing his mate gently, pulling him close and scenting him and Muzan could feel the exhaustion radiate off him in heavy waves "my omegas putting to much on himself" Muzan said almost playfully, a tone (name)s never heard "I just...want everyone to get along... It's all I ask"

"How about you see them once a month... Do whatever you humans do and then return back with me to the infinity castle" Muzan asked as if he didn't have plans to remove the problem from the equation, he knew the slayer's were planning something as well.

They were just waiting.

"That place is far to dangerous for pups!" (Name) grumbled out as he played with his mates sleeve "I'm building a new home for us, so you can play with our pups... The castle will be temporary besides the pups can't even hold their heads up"

"..." (Name) was quiet as he wiped the tears from his eyes "do you promise to keep your word?"

"If course beloved" until his plan goes as he wants of course.

You see, humans are predictable and he's waiting till one of them slips up so it seems they attacked the demons against (name)s wishes.

And he just had to wait.

Both parties gathered as (name) spoke of the compromise, Muzan playing supportive husband and watching them seethe.

It was phenomenal.

The slayer's obviously argued but (name) chirped "Muzan wouldn't lie!" The Alpha wouldn't lie per day but he did keep secrets and manipulate but his sweet Omega didn't need to know that.

He just needed to be his perfect little mate and one day his little Emperor consort to Muzans emperor.

Muzan had a nursery set up when they returned to the infinity castle, the pups set in and the Alpha having his mate relax on their bed, kissing (name)s swollen ankle as he rubbed his feet.

He was doing anything to get (name) to be happy with him, the two seperate for far to long and the poor Omega needed to be reminded he only needed Muzan.

He doted completely on (name) and the pups, making it well aware his priorities were them so when he went to see his family, the hostility would make (name) mad.

And come to Muzan for comfort.

All he had to do was wait.

[giggly-squiggily]

First ask: switches Gyomei and switches Nezuko, Gyomei having a rather tough week, and Nezuko decides to help out.

Second ask: ok, I don't know if you're interested, but can we get a ticklish Red from pokemon?

OH THIS IS SO GOOD- Sarah your prompts are PERFECT! I love Gyomei so much, and this gives me the chance for another installment in the adventures of Nezuko-Sitting! Unfortunately I won't be able to fill the Pokemon request; I've sat down and tried to several times over but never quite got the concept down. Still, I hope you like this precious Gyomei moment!

CW: Angst, some tears, Spoilers for Gyomei's backstory!

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Be it any other child, Gyomei would have turned the request down.

Had he been honest with himself, he should have turned this one down too.

Sitting by, he listened to Nezuko make happy noises as she played with the Kendama he brought her. Her little huffs of frustration mixed with ones of joy whenever she either succeeded or failed; bringing the smallest of smiles to Gyomei’s face. She reminded him of Sayo in a way.

Just like that- his smile faded, and he felt his cheeks grow wet as he bowed his head in prayer. “Namu..”

“Mm?” Nezuko perked up, tilting her head curiously at him. She got up from her spot and walked over, plopping herself before him. “Mm! Mmm!”

“Oh? Young Kamado…” Well, this was awkward. He couldn’t tell you why the thought of her seeing him cry made him uncomfortable- but here he was, gently wiping at his face. “Forgive me..”

Nezuko tilted her head at him, brows furrowing. Without any warning, she suddenly climbed into his lap.

“What-” He yelped, freezing when her small hands came to his cheeks. They patted them clumsily, wiping at the tears staining them.

“Mmm. Mmmm!” She made more noises as she patted them, pinching at the flesh of his face before falling fully into his chest. Her arms came around his neck, hugging him close. “Mmm-Mm!”

Gyomei couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think- the touch was so foreign yet so comforting. Memories of his children came flying back to him, their happy voices and small but strong arms hanging off his limbs and neck when they all decided to tackle him in a hug.

“Sorry if she gets a bit clingy.” Tanjiro’s voice suddenly came back to him. “She sees everyone as family, so she might treat you like so.”

He bit his lip as he gently hugged her back, the tears he’d been trying so hard to not shed before her falling freely as he let out a weak sob. “Thank you, young Kamado..”

Nezuko squeezed him back harder- just firm enough to properly embrace him while he cried on her shoulder, her muffled sounds coming out more like a lullaby. It hurt so bad, but felt so right to finally let at least some of this misery out. He was careful not to grip her too harshly; demon or not, she was still a child.

The reality of her situation made him want to cry more. This poor girl…

Eventually, when his tears dried and her humming had turned into comfortable silence, he released her. Patting her head, he offered her a genuine smile. “Thank you, Miss Nezuko. I apologize for leaning on you. You are a very kind person.”

Nezuko cheered, making him laugh. He felt her back up some- likely to go and play with her toy once more.

Only instead- he felt his sides being attacked.

“Ah!” He yelped, arching when her fingers dug into his ribs. Small, perceptive things! They found the most sensitive parts with ease. “Aehhahahaha! Mihiihihss Nehehehzuko! Pleahhahhase!”

“Mm!” She sounded happy, her hands attacking his upper ribs as best she could while he fell back, careful not to hurt her. “Mmmh! Mmmm-mmmmm!”

“Noohooohoho! Aheahhahaha, pleahhahhahse! Thihihihis is tohoohohoho muhuuhuch!” Gyomei snickered though his pleas, feeling his face heat up with each wave of ticklishness. He tried blocking out her hands, wrapping his arms around his torso, but she was far too fast for him. “Hhahahhave mehehhehrcy!”

Nezuko hummed in thought, considering. Alas, she must have decided not to for her little hands carried on gently tapping into any open spaces along his ribs. He would have to change tactics if he were to survive this.

“Vhehehehery wehehehell, yohohohou ahahasked for thiihihs!” With quick fingers, he gently poked her in the belly, making her stumble back with a muffled squeal. A few more pokes and she was laying on the tatami mats, giggling in a ball.

“Thehehere..” He nodded, satisfied.

Then she was lunging at him once more and Gyomei realized he was not getting out of this one anytime soon.”

~~~

“Nezuko, Mr. Himejima, I’m back!” Tanjiro called upon walking in, bowing to the stone hashira. “Thank you for watching her. And erm..sorry. I didn’t know what happened this week until I talked to Miss Shinobu. Had I known-”

“It is quite alright, Young Tanjiro.” Gyomei reassured him, silencing any remorse. “I believe this was a good decision. Your sister proved to be rather wonderful company.”

Said girl was sleeping against his leg, snoring behind her muzzle as she clung to Gyomei’s Haori. She looked so at peace it made Tanjiro’s eyes water with memory. She always did that to their father when he was still alive.

“Thank you, Mr. Himejima.” There were so many things he wanted to thank him for, but words suddenly wouldn’t work. The older man smiled and gestured him over, patting his head.

They sat like that for a while longer, the siblings eventually falling asleep against the Stone Hashira as he felt his heartbreak slowly start to mend.

Thanks for reading!

[trendywaifus]

nezuko x reader where only mc can calm down demon nezuko in a fit of rage (missing tanjiro as he sustained a lot of injuries and is still crawling back to your wherabouts)

this is a very old draft, but i wanted to finish this for the new ds ep! so spoilers to those who haven’t seen the anime or read the manga! I kind of cut sum stuff out to avoid making it longer. hi there anon bud uh hope you’re doing okay!

you screamed in horror as nezuko hungrily lunges at the innocent injured woman with the intent to devour her. as fast as your aching legs can take you, you jumped onto nezuko’s back, and slot the blade between her teeth to prevent her from hurting the poor woman. you cringed as her teeth nearly sinks into your (f/c) blade. you forgot how strong she was!

“ nezuko, please calm down!! fight it! you have to resist it! “ blinded by her intense hunger, nezuko hustles around, growling, screaming as she tries to remove you from her body. you held on tighter, squeezing your eyes shut as you desperately beg for the girl to snap out of it.

“ don’t worry! [name]’s here! your brother will be here soon too, we’ll make it okay! just—“ you gasp as your back harshly met with the celling. crying in pain as the two of you fell back to the floor with you still on nezuko’s back, refusing to let go, you desperately prayed that tanjirou would hurry back and help you calm her down. “ nezuko, please! you mustn’t give in!-“ in attempt to get you off her body, she throws herself into the thin wall, crashing into another room full of bystanders. the angry demon blindly clawed at you repeatedly and managed to scratch your cheek and ear. “ ow, ow! shit you feisty minion, you’re scratching me! “ the bystanders in the room cowered on fear, stupidly watching the scene unfold. “ why the hell are all of you standing around for, run! is everyone here just stupid bimbos and stupid horny bums?!-“

abruptly, nezuko braces herself and jumps through the ceiling to another floor. you coughed horsely at the dust filling your throat and you’re starting to lose the remainder of your strength. the grip you managed to hold around her waist weakens. the bystanders around you screamed at the sight of you and nezuko coming through the floor. much to your luck, daki who seemed severely burnt, angrily stalks towards you two with her sashes ready to strike. you cursed under your breath, you can’t just let nezuko go with innocents near by! in a flash, tengen appears beside you, marveled by nezuko’s transformation. he comments on her violent behavior completely ignoring the demon behind him.

“ tengen! you lame ass wannabe sissy, can’t you see the weight of the situation here? help me out! “ the hashira shrugs, uncharacteristically unbothered by your insult. “ what do you want me to do about it? it’s quite a shame that kamado boy is having you babysit his own sister. not very manly of him when he talked so big in front of master. why not sing her a lullaby? make it quick, the fight isn’t over yet. “ before you can curse out the man for his lack of support, growling, nezuko suddenly lunges herself backwards, smashing through the wall and throwing you two out of the building. your stomach dropped at the gut-wrenching realization that it was going to be a hard fall.

your body hit the ground roughly, knocking the wind out of your lungs. your vision filled with black spots as you peer up at the cloudless night sky in exhaustion. your consciousness is slipping, nezuko’s violent growls and grunts of anger grew more and more distant. at this point, nezuko is halfway from finally ripping herself from your body until a familiar voice booms from the distance.

“ (name)! please, hold nezuko off for just a little more, i’m almost there! she’s trying to get away! “ snapping back to reality, you swiftly snatched nezuko back to your front by the blade still pressed between her teeth. she aggressively reaches her hand out towards the building and you followed suit, grabbing ahold of it in a tender manner. you take a deep yet shaky breath, leaning down towards her ear and whispered, “ it’s time to simmer down now, your big brother tanjirou is going to be here soon. we’ll all be together again.“ the warmth in your voice, your tender words, and the way your hand is grasping hers strikes a familiar nostalgia within her.

her aggression seizes and much to your surprise, she bursts out crying. you released the sword from her mouth and tossed it to the side to comfort her until she reduces to a small weeping child asleep in your arms. the sound of rapid footsteps approach and tanjirou bends down next to you to drink in the sight in front of him. he places his calloused hand on her temple gingerly. “ are you alright (name)? thank you, thank you for looking out for her when i couldn’t. if i only got here sooner. .”

“ don’t start with ifs now, tanjirou. tengen and the upper moon is still inside. “

“ r-right! “

[arisa-doii]

Demon-Slayer Boyfriend Headcannons

Reader-Y/n Gender: Female

Kamaboko squad Boys: Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Genya, Muichiro.

srry no inosuke-Idk what to do for him

Tanjiro

Tanjiro is the type of boyfriend who is more like your mother than a S/O.

When you try and argue with him you always fail because he convinces you too not to do stupid stuff.

But every once in a while you guys will do something random and kind of dangerous now and then. (not too dangerous)

When he tries to flirt, he fails because he is flustered about it and doesn't know if you'll like it.

Despite him being a blushing mess he will shoot his shot anyways and say a pick-up line he heard or a romantic saying.

Tanjiro gets jealous, 100%, but he trusts you not to do anything.

And if that person is making you uncomfortable... let's just say you won't see them again.

Maybe you will, in a ditch fighting to live.

Zenitzu

We all know Zenitsu, he is a crybaby.

He will try and toughen up and protect you.

He failed.

Miserbely.

Zentisu is clingy as well but he means well.

Cuddles.

LOTS OF THEM

When he gets Jealous he tries to cover it up.

But..you can tell he's angry.

Not at you, the person he is jealous of.

Zentisu will probably take you on walks and picnic dates for you. (He probably asked Mitsuri to help him cook).

If you had a nightmare, Zen would try and help you and act brave but hearing your nightmare scared him.

Yes He heard your Nightmare

Genya

Any physical affection, this boy will turn red!

Bless his poor heart.

He doesn't know how to express himself because he doesn't have anyone to talk to at home.

You do reassure him that you will listen to his thoughts and vents.

Genya is a Tsundere, but not too much, he'll deny that he's blushing or is looking/staring at you.

If Genya accidentally sees you in the hot springs he will have a nosebleed.

He'll get used to being naked around you but still shy and all.

He will protect you with his whole life.

he's just a bby :>

Muichiro

Muichiro would forget your dating sometimes and will confess to you again.

You have to remind him that you're already dating him.

After the swordsmith Villiage arc He would train you and fellow demon slayers.

Muichiro would favor you and Tanjiro and act nice to you while still training properly.

You and him would go cloud gazing

And occasionally go star gazing.

You both will talk about your past trauma.

If he sees you cry he will turn to you and hug you until you feel better.

If you catch Mui crying (he is comfortable around you) Mui will snuggle into your chest letting you spoon him and helping him get better.

Mui will be happy he's on your boobs NGL.