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Paradise | Chapter One - Cruelty | KNY

Summary: All is well in the Kamado Home until tragedy strikes..

Warnings: Descriptions of blood ahead. One of the main characters ( Y/n ) has a panic attack. First scene involves needles and scalpels and the character gets their skin ripped open! With all that said, read with caution!

A/N: Thanks to all the love and support I've been getting recently, I've gotten the courage to post this! This story is a very special piece to me as it's been stuck in my head for around..four, maybe five years now? ( I started the thought process of it sometime around the time the demon slayer anime came out ) This story is actually the reason I started writing, but I haven't posted it until now because of..perfectionism reason.. It's not much right now, but if you like it, please support it over on Wattpad! ..Or not and simply support it over here! ( Or don't! You simply taking the time to read this means a lot to me! )

Tagging: @overluvsick, @nursedflowers, @jspidey5 + anyone who wants to be tagged! <3

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First Person, ???'s Pov

"Father, please! Stop! It hurts!" A needle invades my flesh as my protests contort into a sharp scream. It booms off the dank walls after leaving my mouth and bounces back to echo into my ears as if to mock me. The man that towers over me, my father, his breath is ragged and hot as his grip on my arm tightens.

"Stop resisting!" He shouts. Although, I'm more focused on my arm that's slowly numbing over from the lack of circulation. I yell at him, pleading for him to let me go but he doesn't listen and instead grabs his scalpel. The steel gleams ominously in the light but I barely have the time to process the sight before it digs into the flesh of my arm and tears my skin open.

White, searing pain radiates through my arm as crimson drips onto the floor. Tears blur my vision and flows down my cheeks like a waterfall, snot drips from my nose and mixes with the blood on the floor. A brief, high-pitched scream leaves my lips followed by a choked sob. My father doesn't take much mind to my reaction.

"Still not the right color.." I hear him mumble. There's some commotion from him as he uses his free hand to search for something on the shelf closest to him. After a few moments, I feel smooth glass touch my lip and before I even realize it, I violently flinch away.

"Drink it!" He yanks me forward and in the process, accidentally spills a small chunk of the substance on my lips. I gag at the smell but in the process I subconsciously dart my tongue out and run the wet muscle over my lips. I nearly vomit at the taste. My father doesn't seem to care.

"Open your mouth!" He shouts, "Just drink it and get it over with!"

"No!" I yell back, "It tastes digusting!"

"The taste doesn't matter! Just swallow this as fast as you can and--!"

"No!" I swing my arms and twist my body, trying my hardest to escape his grasp, "No, I won't! You can't make me no matter what-!" My words get cut off by my own gags as my father wraps his calloused hands around my throat and gives it a threatening squeeze.

"Drink it damnit!" He brings his thumb up to force my mouth open, "If you'd just get it over with you wouldn't be suffering so much right now!"

My hand comes up to grab his wrist as my head moves away as best it can while it's still in his almost suffocating grip, "Why are you doing this to us? We didn't do anything wrong!"

"I never said you did!" He clenches his teeth, "Just drink it already!"

"No! I told you already, I'm not drinking that!"

Suddenly a tired, almost sorrowful sigh leaves his lips as he pulls away from me completely. I look at him with wide eyes but he looks back with one that's indescribable to me.

"You leave me with no choice then.." He reaches for something just out of my eyesight as my trembling figure backs away from him, "Remember that you brought this upon yourself."

"Dad.. What are you.. No. No! Get away from me with that-! Stop! Please!"

"Stop!" My body jolts up and my hands shoot outwards, pushing the person in front of me with an unnecessary amount of force. There's a tumble that I just barely hear over my erractic breathing.

A few moments pass. The tightness in my chest becomes less constricting, allowing me to breathe a little better and amidst this, the warmth of someone's touch envelopes my shoulder.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.." A gentle voices reaches my ears and as if a drug was injected in my veins, my muscles instantly relaxes. That suffocating feeling in my chest ceases to exist and I'm able to breathe comfortably again.

"You were thrashing around so much it made me worry," The warmth moves along my clothed skin and up to my naked cheeks where soft fingrtips brush away stray tears that had escaped from me without my knowing.

Kie's asks, "Are you alright, Y/n?"

As my vision clears and I can finally see her clearly, sitting on her knees and brows knitted from worry, I mumble out, "Yeah.. Yeah. I'm fine, Kie. Don't worry."

"Are you sure?" Her question comes out almost immediately and each word that left her lips were filled with nothing but worry, "If there's anything I can do.." As she trails off, I bring my hand up, softly peeling her hands off my face before wiping away the excess tears clumped along the waterline of my eyes.

"I promise, I'm okay. You just startled me.. No need to fret over it."

Kie's lips thin into a line. It's clear that she doesn't believe me but to my luck she silently decides to drop the conversation and gets up.

"If you say so," She says, her eyes keenly watching my every little move, "Tanjiro is waiting for you outside."

"Alright," I run my hand through my hair, letting out a sharp wince when it gets caught in one of many tangles, "..I'll be out in a few minutes."

Third Person Pov

"Morning," Y/n says as she walks out of the hut, successfully catching the attention of a certain black and burgundy-haired boy. He looks back at her, his ponytail swaying a little as his red eyes meet hers.

"Good morning, Y/n!" Tanjiro greets with a smile, causing the girl in question to mirror his expression, "You ready to go?"

"Yeah, Let's.." Y/n's smile drops as she nears him and notices the smaller girl that stands behind him, her expression blank, "What is she doing out here."

Tanjiro's smile falters for a moment as his brows knit together to form a nervous expression, "Well—"

"Tanjiro," Both Y/n and Tanjiro look back at the call of his name. Kie walks out of the hut, a dirty cloth in hand as she walks past Y/n and up to her son, "Your face is covered in soot. Let me help you with that."

She gets down on her knees and puts the cloth to Tanjiro's cheek, "Are you sure you want to go down the mountain today? It'll be dangerous with all of this snow."

Tanjiro nods, his left eye closing as his mother rubs his cheek with the cloth, "I want us to have a good New Year's where everyone can eat as much as they want without worry."

Kie smiles, her eyes softening, "How thoughtful of you.."

"I'm still waiting on your explanation on why she's not inside," Y/n says, interrupting the moment that was shared between Tanjiro and his mother. She crosses her arms and rest them against her chest, looking at him with expectant, irritated eyes.

"Well.." Tanjiro begins, scratching the back of his head as he flashes her a closed-eyed smile, "Sumiko will be going down the mountain with us."

"Like hell she will," Y/n retorts almost immediately. Tanjiro half expected the answer but even so, her instant rejection to the idea still makes him frown.

"No need to be so angry with him, Y/n," His mother steps in, standing up and turning to face her with a carefree smile, "After all, it wasn't his idea. It was mine," She confesses.

Y/n's eyes snap over to Kie, her vexation faltering, "..Why?"

"Sumiko needs some fresh air," She replies simply, "She hasn't struck a fever in a few weeks so now is the best time for her to go out and experience the world."

"She doesn't need to 'experience the world', what she needs is to get back in bed and rest. I mean, look at her!" She points at her sister who's droopy, absent eyes stare at a nearby tree, "Does she look the least bit better?"

"Yes," Kie replies. Not sparing the girl a glance nor seeing a reason to, "To me, she looks miles better than she did before. She's practically glowing."

"You didn't even look at her," Y/n deadpans. Pinching the bridge of her nose as she shakes her head and groans. Kie doesn't seem fazed, still smiling sweetly at her.

"I know you're worried about your little sister, but it's not fair to keep her cooped up in the house when she's clearly getting better."

"She has a tendency of being inconsistent with her health," Y/n reminds, "Plus it's freezing. Her condition could worsen if she tags along."

"That's a likely possibility, but I think it's for the best if she went with you," Kie's eyes trail over to stare at the blue-eyed child with a loving gaze, "It'll help her both physically..and mentally. I can feel it."

Y/n's eyes trail back and forth, staring at Sumiko, then at Kie, then back at Sumiko, her eyes flashing with confusion before she finally gives in and lets out an exasperated sigh.

"I guess I can humor this for a bit," She grumbles something incoherent under her breath before muttering, "If her health gets worse because of this, just know I told you so.." Kie's smile widens.

"Thank you," She says, and just as that breath of thanks leaves her lips, the sound of children's laughter grows louder as it nears the hut. The noise catches everyone's attention immediately and as they turn their heads to look back at the hut, they manage to catch Shigeru and Hanako running out of it.

"Tanjiro!" Shigeru yells as he runs up to his elder brother with his sister in tow, "Are you and Y/n going down the mountain together today?"

Hanako runs up to Sumiko and scans her up and down with curious, perplexed eyes and after a moment, the realization hits and Hanako lets out a loud gasp.

"Is Sumiko going too?" She asks in which Tanjiro nods his head. Hanako frowns at this.

"Hey, no fair!" She whines, "I wanna come too!"

"I'm sorry sweetie, but you can't." Kie butts in, "You know you won't be able to keep up."

"Awh, come on mom!" Shigeru pleads. Backing up his sister as his bottom lip juts out in a small pout. Eyes drooping and creating a look akin to a sad, pleading puppy dog. Alas, it does little to sway his mother and she shakes her head.

"Tanjiro won't be able to use the cart today so he won't be able to give you a ride when you're tired. And, it would be too much on them to have to watch you two, Sumiko, sell charcoal, and do whatever else they may have to do," She explains. Shigeru groans. His face scrunching up in disdain as his sister appears crestfallen beside him.

"Hey!" Tanjiro softly exclaims, catching both of their attention, "Don't be sad guys," He smiles, "We'll bring back some yummy snacks for you."

At the mere mention of delicious treats, both Hanako and Shigeru's expressions brighten. Their previous looks of disappointment erased from their faces as if they were never there to begin with.

"Do you really mean it?" Hanako asks, grinning from ear to ear, "Don't eat them all on the way back, alright?" Shigeru adds, his face mimicking his sister's.

Still smiling, Tanjiro straightens his posture. His hand coming up to rest over his heart as he closes his eyes and says, "I promise to eat not one snack, no matter how hungry I get on the way back home."

Shigeru laughs, both amused by his brother's sudden serious stance and happy about the promise of treats in a few hours. Hanako lets out a giggle as well but her laughter quickly dies down as she looks over at Y/n and Sumiko.

"You two gotta promise as well!" She says, "Those snacks are for us only!"

"Eh, Sumiko's not one for sweets anyway," Y/n mumbles under her breath before saying in a slightly louder voice, "We both swear not to touch your snacks no matter how good they smell or how hungry we are."

Satisfied, Hanako lets out a gleeful 'Yay!', her hands clapping as she bounces up and down, "Don't break your promises, okay?"

"Wouldn't dream of it," Y/n replies. Kie doesn't say it aloud but she notices the girl's eyes softening as she said that. It makes her smile. Yes, Y/n can be a stickler about certain things but when it came to her family, she was a big softie. Whether she was aware of that fact or not remains partially unknown.

"Hey, Takeo!" Tanjiro exclaims after spotting his spiky-haired sibling walk out from the side of the hut, "Do me a favor and chop as much wood as you can for me, okay?"

His younger sibling huffs, pulling his hatchet back to rest on his shoulder, "Yeah, I was already plannin' on doing that. But.." He pauses, his eyes darting away from Tanjiro and looking off at nothing in particular, "I was kinda hoping we'd chop wood together this time.."

Sensing Takeo's disappointment, Tanjiro walks over to him with a gentle smile displayed on his face. He pats his head, "There, there," He says, ruffling his hair. Takeo's frown deepens and he groans loudly.

"Hands off," He grumbles, swatting his hand away. Tanjiro retaliates by attempting to ruffle his hair again but Takeo quickly stops him by grabbing his wrist. Takeo asks, "Seriously, what's with you all of a sudden?"

"You're blushing, Take'!" Shigeru blurts out, pointing his finger at him. Takeo snaps his head in his direction, looking at him with wide eyes filled with embarrassment.

"Huh..?!" He drawls loudily, "Shut up, you brat! You're seeing things!" Tanjiro plants his hands in Takeo's hair once more, his smile even more lax as he messes with his hair again, "There, there," He repeats.

"Cut it out!" Takeo shouts only to be followed up by everyone else's laughter which makes him groan again. Y/n watches the sight with an unreadable expression on her face. Sumiko stares, but the absent look in her eyes give her away; she wasn't there and was most likely trapped in her own tangle of thoughts.

"We should get going now if we want to be back before nightfall," Y/n reminds. Tanjiro looks over, finally retracting his hands from his brother's head, "Yeah, you're right." He looks over at his family, "We should go."

As Hanako and Shigeru nods their heads and Takeo responds with a small 'Yeah,' Tanjiro walks past Y/n and up to her little sister. He looks down at her and grabs her hand but she doesn't react at all to it, allowing him to trudge her along as he walks up to Y/n, "Let's go,"

"Wait," Kie says and, of course, both Tanjiro and Y/n halt. As she walks up to them, she shoots them a brief, apologetic glance before focusing her attention on little Sumiko. She crouches down, her covered knees sinking into the thick snow beneath her as she adjusts the large scarf around the girl's neck so that it covers the bottom half of her face better.

"I'm sorry for doing this to you," She cups her face, her skin serving as a pale contrast to Sumiko's cold, pink cheeks, "And in such weather as well. To make you tred down this mountain even though you've only been better for a few weeks.. It's selfish of me." She pulls her forward, encasing her in a warm embrace as she leans in close to her ear, whispering as she continues, "But for some reason.. All of my thoughts are screaming at me to go against my better judgement. So please..stay safe."

To Kie's surprise, when she pulls away, Sumiko's staring at her. Her eyes are surprisingly attentive which catches her off guard, "What's wrong?" Y/n asks after seeing Kie's shock on her face, but Kie quickly stands to her feet and replies with, "Oh, it's nothing. Have a safe trip, you three."

Y/n raises an eyebrow at this but decides not to question the interaction between the two and turns on her heel. Tanjiro walks up to Sumiko and grabs her hand again, quickly following after Y/n as his family shouts their goodbyes and waves until they're no longer in sight.

"Tanjiro!" Not too long after beginning their journey down the mountain, the trio runs into Nezuko. Tanjiro smiles upon noticing his sister and Y/n's face bears a small grin. Sumiko remains unfazed.

"Hey, Nezuko," Tanjiro greets as he walks up to his sister, tugging Sumiko along with him which she quickly notices. Her smile drops and her face now holds one of perplexment.

"Are you going down the mountain to sell charcoal with Sumiko today?" She questions. Tanjiro nods, "Yeah, and I even convinced Y/n to come with me today." He says as Y/n finally walks up to them.

Nezuko looks over at Y/n, her smile returning, "I see. Well, I'm definitely surprised. Usually you prefer to go down the mountain super early in the morning before anyone else wakes up. Did you agree to tag along when you found out Sumiko was going?"

"No," Y/n shakes her head, "Actually, I agreed to go with Tanjiro because he wouldn't stop asking me yesterday. I only found out Sumiko was coming this morning and the only reason she's coming with us is because Tanjiro and Kie managed to talk me out of making her stay."

"Really?" Nezuko tilts her head a little to the side, "Why is that, Tanjiro?"

Tanjiro uses his free hand to scratch the back of his head, his brows knitted together and a crinkled smile displayed on his face as he responds, "Well, mom thought she could use a break from home and since her health has been improving lately, I agreed to take her with us."

"Hm.." A look of worry appears on Nezuko's face for a brief moment, "I guess that's fair.. Make sure to look after her well," Tanjiro nods his head, "Don't worry, we will."

"Rokuta's fast asleep. Did he manage to wear himself out on your walk?" Y/n points out, cutting away from the previous topic as she stares at the little boy laying on Nezuko's back. His small body covered in the thick, white cloth ( Onbuhimo ) that's wrapped around the both of them.

"Not exactly, but I had to put him down for a nap regardless," Nezuko says, "After dad passed, he's been glued to Tanjiro's side. If he realizes he left, he'd throw a fit," She explains, Tanjiro's eyes noticeably soften.

Y/n comes closer to Nezuko, her hand reaching behind her to pet Rokuta's head. He fidgets ever so slightly and nuzzles into Nezuko's back some more, still asleep. Y/n's small smile returns, disappearing soon after she retracts her hand.

"We should get going. Make sure to be careful on your way back up the mountain," She says, "It was nice seeing you, Nezuko," Tanjiro adds. Nezuko's smile widens.

"It was nice seeing you guys too," She says as the three of them began to walk away, "Be safe and make sure not to overdo it, especially you, Sumiko!"

"Ah, Y/n! Good morning!" An elderly woman who was sweeping snow from her porch greets the girl after noticing her arrival to the village, "For a second, I started to think you were finally going to take a day off since the weather has gotten so bad."

"Not a chance," Y/n replies, "A little snow would never stop me," The woman chuckles, "I see that now.. Oh!" Finally noticing Tanjiro, the woman's expression changes to one of surprise, "Tanjiro's here too? I can't believe you came down the mountain on a day like this. You and Y/n are such hard workers!"

The woman's brows furrow, "Why is Sumiko here? Shouldn't she be resting in bed?" Y/n shoots Tanjiro a dirty look, crossing her arms as she waits for him to explain the situation. Tanjiro doesn't seem to mind.

"Sumiko's health has been taking a turn for the better recently so we thought it would be good for her if she got out for a little," He explains, but the woman doesn't seem pleased with his answer. If the frown on her face wasn't obvious of that fact.

"Isn't it a bit too soon? And letting her out of the house today of all days, what was Kie thinking?" She says, mumbling the last part more to herself than to them.

"I know you're worried, but it's going to be alright. Me and Y/n are going to keep a good eye on her," Tanjiro says. And, although the woman's expression doesn't change much at all, she says, "Well as long as you two are watching her, I suppose I don't have much to worry about.. Make sure she doesn't get hurt while she's here."

"We won't, I promise," Tanjiro says.

"Hey, Y/n!" A man calls, catching her attention, "Are you selling charcoal today? I'll have some!" Another man pokes his head out of his window, "Ah, Tanjiro! Good to see ya'! Thanks for fixing my sliding door the other day!"

"Y/n! I'm glad you came down today!" A dark-haired women says, a smile on her face as she asks, "Can you look after my children while I run an errand?"

"Can you sweep my porch?" A younger, short-haired lady asks, smiling sweetly.

"I'll take some charcoal!" A young man shouts.

"I'll pass, but could you two help me move this furniture into my house?" An old man asks and just then, a boy comes bursting out of a nearby home. He runs but doesn't make it far before he's roughly snatched up by the shopkeeper who comes chasing after him.

"Tanjiro!" The boy yells upon spotting him, "Thank goodness you're here!" Despite the resistance from the shopkeeper, the boy manages to wiggle his way out of her grasp, fumbling up to Tanjiro with blood dripping from his nose.

"What's wrong?" Tanjiro asks, turning his attention to the boy on his knees before him, "I've been accused of breaking this plate! Can you help me out and sniff it?" The boy replies desperately.

Complying to his wishes, Tanjiro bends over and gives the plate a good sniff. He then straightens his posture, both brows raised as he says in a simple tone, "I smell a cat."

The laugh the village boy lets out after Tanjiro says that is one filled with joy and relief and as he turns to look back at the shopkeeper, his grin is wide and toothy, "See? I told you!"

The shopkeeper in question brings her hand up to her chin, muttering, "So it really was a cat.."

"I told you I didn't do it!"

"Now that that's done.." Tanjiro mumbled, his eyes panning over to Sumiko. Y/n had long left them to help out some of the villagers, leaving him alone with the eleven year old.

"Hm, what should I do.." He thinks, "I know I used the excuse that she could help me out with selling charcoal, but will she really be able to..?"

"Tanjiro!" Someone calls, snapping the boy from his thoughts, he looks over to see an older male calling out to him, "Can I get some charcoal?"

"Sure," Tanjiro says. But just as he begins walking over, he stops, glancing back at Sumiko before looking down at the charcoal and then walking back up to her. He puts the charcoal in her smaller hands which, although her reaction was delayed, catches her attention.

"Come on," He urges softly, being as gentle as ever as he nudges her in the direction of the man's home, "Let's sell our charcoal together."

"It's already so late.. How did the day fly by so fast?" Tanjiro asks as the three walked the snowy trail back up the mountain.

"I told you we should've left sooner," Y/n says in which Tanjiro looks at her and smiles, nodding his head in agreement.

"Well next time, we'll definitely listen to you."

"You say 'we' as if this is going to be a common occurrence."

"Is that bad? I was able to sell a lot more charcoal thanks to you and Sumiko's help," Tanjiro says. Y/n rolls her eyes.

"Sumiko didn't sell anything. All she did was follow you around and stare at nothing."

"That's not true. She sold a few pieces," Tanjiro defended, but Y/n didn't seem impressed. In fact, she didn't look like she believed him and although her reaction was understandable, it was still disheartening to Tanjiro how little Y/n seemed to believe in her little sister..

"Hey Tanjiro, Y/n, Sumiko!" They all stop. Turning his head, Tanjiro is met with the sight of Saburo, one of the villagers that lived on the outskirts of the village.

"Oh hey, Mister. Saburo," Tanjiro greets, "What're you—"

"It's too late for you three to be traveling up the mountain. Come inside, you can sleep here for the night," He offers. Tanjiro opens his mouth to politely refuse the offer but Saburo quickly cuts him off, shouting, "Don't argue! Just get in here..before the demons show up.."

Despite everything, Tanjiro still wants to refuse him. Although he really appreciates the offer there was really no point in staying the night here when they were almost home..

"Tanjiro," Tanjiro turns to look at Y/n as she rests a hand on his shoulder, eyes widening at both the serious expression on her face and the heavy scent of fear that surrounds her being.

"I'm..pretty tired from everything I did in the village, let's rest here for the night," She begins walking down the small hill, along the pebbled stone pathway that led to his front door. Murmuring something about explaining the situation to his mom when they get home in the morning.

As he watches her disappear into the small home, Tanjiro looks over at snowy path that led up to his home. It was quite the venture, but if they were really determined, he's sure they could make it home within the same hour..

But at the same time, it's not often that Y/n admits to being at her limit so maybe he should—

"Hey!" Tanjiro jumps a little, sharply and quickly turning his head to look back at the hut where Saburo is once again peeking his head out the window, scowling, "You two get in here already!"

Guess he has no choice..

"Alright, we're coming," Gently tugging her along, Tanjiro and Sumiko walk down the pebbled path that leads to Saburo's home.

Hopefully his family won't be too concerned about them arriving home later than intended..

"Thank you for the meal!" Tanjiro says as he sets his chopsticks down on top of his bowl. He then takes a sip of his tea, holding it in his hands afterwards and harboring a distant look in his eyes as he stares down at the green liquid inside.

After barely touching her food, Y/n had quickly made herself a makeshift bed out of pillows and blankets and had long went to sleep. Sumiko, who finished her food before everyone else, had ended up falling asleep against the wall near her sister, leaving Tanjiro alone to pester Old Man Saburo.

"Hey, Mister Saburo, what are demons like?" In all honesty, Tanjiro didn't really believe this talk of demons. It was far-fetched, fantastical, and just hard to believe. Even so, the mere mention of it managed to completely capture his interest.

Without much to any hesitation, Saburo begins, "Demons are man-eating creatures that prowl around at night. That's why you shouldn't walk around when it gets late," He pulls out a futon, walking over to Y/n's sleeping form and laying it out besides her. After setting a pillow out he walks over to Sumiko, bringing the small girl into his arms and carrying her over to the futon where he tucks her in.

"If you're done eating, go to bed. You can set off as soon as day breaks," Saburo says taking one last glance over at Sumiko before getting up. Tanjiro gets up and slides into the futon on the opposite side of Y/n, eyes wide open and showing no sign of sleepiness.

"These demons.. They can't come inside, can they?" He asks, staring up at the ceiling as he awaits for an answer to his question. Saburo grabs his smoking pipe ( Kiseru ) and holds it in his hand, replying in a simple tone, "Yes, they could come in."

"Then what's stopping them from coming in and eating everyone?" Tanjiro asks. Saburo doesn't respond immediately. Deciding to bring his pipe to his lips, inhaling the fumes before letting it slip from him in one, long exhale.

"Demon hunters protect us at night by slaying as many demons as they can. Always have, even way back when," Saburo finally answers only to then tap his smoking pipe against the edge of a large, stony bowl, emptying it's contents into it.

"Go to sleep," He suddenly repeats, but this time he follows it up by cutting the lights off. Tanjiro complies to his wishes and closes his eyes, thinking to himself, "Mister Saburo is all alone after losing his whole family. He must be so lonely.. I'll bring my brothers and sisters next time and say, 'You don't have to be scared. There are no demons. You're safe.'"

"..But come to think of it, my grandma used to say the same thing when she was still alive.."

The wind seems to have picked up a little since last night. As they walk, the chilly breeze sticks to their skin, stinging their faces like a slap in the face and leaving redness in their wake. Despite this, none of them seemed fazed by it. With Y/n leading the charge, the three hiked the treacherous mountain in tranquil silence. The icy wind blowing being the only sound heard between them.

"Hey, Y/n," Tanjiro suddenly speaks up, "Can I ask you something?"

Y/n hums, a little surprised albeit she didn't show it, "Sure, what is it?"

The wind seems to blow just a tad bit stronger, as if trying to warn Tanjiro of the mistake he's about to make. Alas, the warning falls upon deaf ears and without much hesitation, Tanjiro asks, "What was your life like before my father found you and Sumiko?"

The silence that Tanjiro is met with intially is a bit disheartening, but it doesn't last long before Y/n answers, "Nothing interesting. We lived with our parents and when they passed suddenly, I fled home with Sumiko in my arms and.." She trails off as if the wheels were still turning in her head, as if she was struggling to remember the events that happened to her, "..Well you know how the rest goes.."

But is that really the truth, he wonders. He's not very certain of anything, but this smell that clings to her. The unusual amount of anger, sadness, and guilt that has mixed and meshed together into this heavy, uncomfortable scent that makes Tanjiro's heart sink.. A smell like this wouldn't- shouldn't exist if one lived a simple life like Y/n claims..

But for some reason, she feels the need to hide what really happened to her from him. Does she think he wouldn't be able to handle it? Is it something that she fears he would judge her for? If that's the case then he needs to change that view she has of him because it's just not true! No matter what it is, no matter what has happened in the past, nothing she says could ever make him think differently of her!

"Y/n—!" Tanjiro halts. A grotesque scent hitting him like a truck, rust overwhelming him to the point it burns his nose and throat. The sickening scent that's like no other. The smell of..

"Blood!" Y/n stops in her tracks, looking back at Tanjiro with knitted brows.

"What are you talking about?" Y/n asks only for her eyes to widen at the fear-stricken face she's met with. Tanjiro lets go of Sumiko's hand, which catches her attention, and without another word begins running up the snowy mountain trail.

"Tanjiro, wait!" Y/n calls after him, but it's too late. He was already too far away to hear her voice. Or maybe, he purposely ignored her. Maybe the scent was so strong that he panicked and tuned her out, primarily focused on finding out its source.

Either way, she knows she needs to catch up with him. Fast.

With sharp movements, she turns her head and runs up to her sister, "Why are you still standing there?" She yells, roughly grabbing her thin wrist before yanking her along, "Move your ass!"

There's this familiar feeling swelling in her chest. Was it fear of the unknown? Sadness for what she knows is to come? Maybe the dread of uncertainty? Whatever it is it's strong. So strong that as she sprints up the mountain, her stomach twists and curls, giving off this strong sense of nausea. Thank the heavens she barely ate last night, otherwise she would've puked by now..

She hopes- no, prays that everything's alright. That everything was the same as they left it and that Tanjiro was just overreacting. It has to be. There's no way one of her worst fears have manifested into reality. There's just no way..

They have to be fine. No way something happened to them.

How could this have happened?

As if a nightmare had forced itself into reality, the first sight Y/n got when she finally made it up the mountain was a pool of blood staining the snow in front of the hut the Kamado's called home with the familiar bodies of Rokuta and Nezuko lying in the middle..

Tanjiro was on his knees, shouting their names and throwing out questions while frantically nudging the corpses of his siblings. Y/n stood there, motionless and in shock even when her sister slowly moved forward, looking as if she was watching the scariest movie of her life.

Still shaking his sister's shoulder and yelling her name, Tanjiro turns his head and freezes. As the sight slowly burned itself into his memory, it felt as if the world, that had already began crumbling, came crashing down onto him. It felt as if someone squeezed his heart and made it stop beating for a moment or two..

There inside the hut, which was painted from the roof to the floor in crimson and smelled like battered flesh and rusted, decaying iron, was the rest of his family. His mother Kie, his younger brothers Takeo and Shigeru, and his younger sister Hanako all laid lifeless on the ground, their faces and body splattered in their own blood and their blank, pupil-less eyes burning holes into him.

At some point, Y/n and Sumiko had walked over. Tanjiro didn't care enough to look up and gaze at the expression on their faces. Most likely it was similar to his own distressed one.

And just then, he felt something. A slow, weak drum, thrumming against the skin of his sister's neck. A pulse. A faint one but a beating pulse nonetheless.

Wasting not another second, he hauled Nezuko's limp, bleeding body onto his back and got up, "What are you doing," It was meant to be a question, but Y/n's words came out more as an angry demand. Tanjiro didn't care, answering her in a hurried breath as he began running.

"Nezuko has a pulse..! I- I can still save her!" Y/n's eyes grow wider. She was still alive? Soon after Tanjiro began his descent down the mountain, Y/n followed after him and then Sumiko followed her.

"Tanjiro, wait!" Y/n called after the boy when she finally caught sight of him. She sped up as best she could with the slippery snow beneath her feet, "There's no point in doing this! She's lost too much blood!"

"Don't say that! I can still help her!" He shouts back, but his mind was elsewhere. How could this have happened? Did a bear attack them? They should be hibernating at this time of the year, but anything is possible at this point!

As he stumbled over a fallen tree, it gives Y/n the perfect opportunity to catch up to him. She hops over the wood, planting her sandals deeply into the snow so that she doesn't slip, taking large steps so that she now runs beside him. As if she was simply going through the motions, Sumiko hopped onto the log and took a huge leap forward, only stumbling a little when she landed a little ways behind the both of them.

Tanjiro was heaving at this point. The air was icy and when he inhaled, it felt as if the air transformed into little needles. The pain in his lungs only added onto the tears that were already bubbling in his eyes.

"Tanjiro! Listen to me!" As Tanjiro's pace begun to slow, so did Y/n's, "She's beyond saving! I know this is hard to accept, but you need to snap out of it and face reality!"

"No!" I won't let her die, he thinks, "I'm not giving up on her!" I refuse to sit and do nothing and let Nezuko die! I'm going to save her no matter what! "How can you give up on her so easily?"

"I'm not!" She snaps, neither of them noticing Nezuko's hand twitch and tense with life, "You're trying to run away from the inevitable! It's going to take you forever to get to the village in this weather! Hell, you'll probably pass out before you even make it halfway there!"

Slowly, Nezuko's head lifts which goes completely unnoticed, "There's still a chance! Even if it's a small one, it's better than nothing! Why are you trying so hard to—" And in that moment, Tanjiro's words are cut short as Nezuko throws her head back and starts letting out throaty growls. She grips Tanjiro by the shoulders and began rocking wildly which is all it takes for Tanjiro to slip on the snow and right off the edge of the side of the mountain.

Oh no, Tanjiro thinks before a series of screams come tumbling out of his mouth. Y/n's eyes grow wide and her hand flies out to grab at Tanjiro. She slips on the snow at the same time Sumiko jumps to Tanjiro's rescue which causes their bodies to collide roughly..

As Sumiko's body was forced in another direction, Y/n throws her arms up and over her face. Her eyes clamp shut as she fell at high speeds, and when she finally hit the snowy ground, a rush of pain shoots through her. The breath she sucks in is sharp, almost painfully so.

She lifts herself with one arm slowly, the snow that had latched itself on her clothes silently sliding off and back onto the ground which is barely noticed by Y/n as she's more focused on her other arm, specifically her throbbing wrist.

"Nezuko!" She blinks and quickly looks up, her eyes darting around until she finally spots Tanjiro and Nezuko standing a handful of steps away from her. Both seemed to have recovered from the fall quicker than she did.

"Nezuko! Are you alright?" Tanjiro calls to his sister once more. Y/n watches, but her eyes stayed trained on Nezuko. As her tattered haori slipped off her shoulders, revealing the dried blood sticking to her kimono, the girl remained motionless. Tanjiro didn't seem to care, but it bothered Y/n, especially after what just happened.

"You don't have to walk!" Tanjiro take one small step forward as he continued, "Let me carry you.." He trails off as a firm grip on his shoulder catches his attention. He look back and Y/n's standing there, looking at him with scrunched brows.

"Don't get any closer," As her eyes trail over to Nezuko, Tanjiro notices a new scent surfacing that leaves him puzzled; a scent of fear dressed in sadness, "Let's..go find Sumiko. I lost sight of her when I fell."

What? What is she saying? "But what about—"

"Forget about her!" Her voice raises with urgency and force that has Tanjiro jumping as a result. Y/n notices and takes a breath to calm down, but in doing so, it makes her trembling more apparent, both in her limbs and tone..

"Now's not the time to fight, we need to get out of here," Is all she tells him. But all it does is makes Tanjiro more and more confused. Nezuko was standing right there! She was still breathing and even standing! They have the chance to save her! Why is she acting so cold towards the situation? And..why does she seem so scared of Nezuko?

Furrowing his brows, Tanjiro's face bares a look of pained disbelief, "How can you act like Nezuko's nothing to you? To me? I.. How can you act like she isn't your sister too!" As those words echoed in her ears, Y/n loosens her grip and Tanjiro shoves it off his shoulders. He turns, running towards his sister before Y/n can grab him again.

As he naively approaches her, Y/n calls out for him once again. The last warning he got. Before he could even call her name again, Nezuko looked up, angry veins protruding from her skin, eyes gleaming with hunger, and sharp fangs baring for all to see. He could barely process the sight and before he knew it, Tanjiro was laid against the snowy ground and his hatchet was in between his sister's teeth as she forced all her strength onto him.

Y/n hadn't moved a muscle. She simply stared, wide eyed as her breathing labored. As Tanjiro and Nezuko struggled in the snow, Y/n remained unmoving. Memories flashed. Imaginary blood filled her vision until they were replaced by her very real tears. Her chest tightens and her nails dig into the skin of her other arm. The lifeless faces that were burned into her memory stared into her soul before they were replaced by the image of blood painting the snow and Tanjiro laying in the crimson art; lifeless, decaying, and staring into her with those dark, cold eyes. Her lungs begun to feel heavy in her chest and her mouth falls open. Small, quiet wheezes are sucked in along with the freezing air around her. It does little to fill the sudden emptiness in her lungs..

Meanwhile, Tanjiro stares up at his younger sister, sweating bullets despite the below-zero temperature and his eyes wide, fully showing off the fear in horrid surprised that covered his deep red pupils.

"Hey, Mister Saburo, what are demons like?"

"Demons are man-eating creatures that prowl around at night," He pulls out a futon, walking over to Y/n's sleeping form and laying it out besides her. After setting a pillow out he walks over to Sumiko, bringing the small girl into his arms and carrying her over to the futon where he tucks her in, "That's why you shouldn't walk around when it gets late."

Tanjiro's heart stills in his chest, "Nezuko's a man-eating demon? Impossible! She's been a human ever since she was born! But..she no longer has Nezuko's scent."

"But Nezuko couldn't have done this! When we found her, she was laying as if she was protecting Rokuta, and there was no blood on her mouth or hands," Nezuko's newly sharpened nails dig into Tanjiro's shoulders, feeling like knives against his skin. He grits his teeth, "There was another one.. There was one more scent!"

A small gasp slips unsuspected from Tanjiro as he watched in horror as Nezuko slowly tensed and grew in size. As she became double his size, Tanjiro's arms buckled under the newfound weight and strength. Nezuko's fangs grew an inch closer to him.

Y/n's body trembled and her tears began to build and crumble and fall in clumps down her tingling cheeks where they inevitably drop from her chin and splash on her clothes. The only thing she felt in the moment was her swallowing anxiety and the the slight stinging in the wrist she landed on earlier; one being much more intense than the other. The breath she hastily inhales grow thinner, quicker, and dries in her throat as soon as it enters..

"While I was sleeping peacefully.. You were being brutally murdered with the rest of our family. It must've hurt really badly.. You suffered greatly, didn't you?" Tanjiro's guilt knits his brows together as it strangled his chest with an iron chain. Little tears began to form along the waterline of his eyes, "I'm so sorry I couldn't save you.. I'm sorry I couldn't save any of you.."

"At the very least, I wish I could save you, but you're too strong for me to push back..!" As his arms started to numb over, his now thick tears slid down his cheeks and Tanjiro screamed as loud as he could muster with his burning lungs..

"Nezuko! Hang in there, Nezuko!" His voice cracked. He shakes his head as he keeps eye contact as best he can through his blurred vision, "Don't give in! You gotta hang in there!"

Soft, quick feet plant their steps into the snow, crunching it in a fast succession and nearing the dire situation completely unsuspected.

"Don't turn into a demon! Please, stay strong! Hang in there!" An aching pain seeps into his poor bones. His arms'll give out soon, "Please! You gotta hang in there, Nezuko!"

A big tear drops onto Tanjiro's cheek. He gasps once again and more tears drop onto him and slide down his cheek. Nezuko, with humane confliction soften her once slitted gaze, stared down at her older brother with big, gleaming wet tears dropping from her pretty pink eyes like a leaking faucet.

A figure slowly appears in the distance. Despite his fast approach towards them, no one seems to notice him. In a blink of eye, a gust of wind blows through Y/n's hair as he passes by her and leaps into the air.

Nezuko looks back, finally noticing the new presence from above, but she's not able to react before her older brother grabs her by the throat and pushes her over. He rolls over and seconds before he rolls again, gleaming blue metal slices away a portion of his hair in an instant.

The blade collides with the ground with an intense force despite the snow cushioning it. It blows a gust of wind and snow towards the siblings and the two go tumbling together until Tanjiro's back hits a tree with a harsh thud. Y/n's heart stills in her chest as her hair blows in the wind behind her, every part of her body tingling intensely from both the cold and the overwhelming feeling that clouded every inch of her being until a few moments ago.

Tanjiro can feel Nezuko's body shrinking back to it's normal size, but he's more focused on other things. As he opens his eyes, his attacker is revealed. There, standing tall with piercing blue eyes darkened like the deepest depths of the ocean, was a man with raven black hair.

"..Who's that?"

As the man locks eyes with Tanjiro, Tanjiro immediately breaks it. His eyes drifting down to the katana in the man's hands; the words 'DESTROY DEMONS' engraved on the side of the shining blade. Is he some kind of swordsman?

"Why are you protecting it?" The blue eyed swordsman asked in a blank tone of voice. Tanjiro sits up as he asks this, holding his sister close to his chest.

"She's my sister!" He yells, "My younger sister!" As those words leave his lips, Nezuko seems to awaken from her temporary unconsciousness. And as soon as she does, she immediately attempts to flee, growling up a storm as her brother held onto to her shoulders for dear life and called her name. The swordsman's eyes narrow at the sight.

"You call that thing your sister?" He asks simply with not a hint of emotion on his face to give away how he's feeling. Tanjiro looks at him pitifully before looking away to focus on his sister once again. A mistake on his part.

The swordsman suddenly lunges forward. Tanjiro gasps, closes his eyes, and immediately drops down to cover his sister with his body. Alas, as his eyes opens, she's gone from his grasp. He looks around in a panic. His eyes finally settle on the sight of the swordsman standing a couple feet away from him, holding his growling sister's wrist behind her back with one hand.

"Nezuko!" Tanjiro calls as he stands to his feet, "Don't move!" The swordsman orders, his voice loud but even. Tanjiro has no choice but to comply.

"My job is to slay demons. Needless to say, I'm going to decapitate your sister," He speaks plainly. Tanjiro's heart feels as if it'll beat right out of his chest at this point.

"Hold on!" Tanjiro hurriedly shouts, "Nezuko hasn't killed anyone!" As he speaks, Nezuko thrashes around, her hair swaying wildly, "Back at my house, there was another scent that I've never smelled before! Whoever that smell belonged to is probably the one who killed my family! It wasn't Nezuko!"

His voice dips, "..I don't know why she's turned into something like this, but.." He takes a step forward, his voice raising again, "..But still!"

"It's quite simple. Her wounds were exposed to a demon's blood. That's why she turned into one. That's how man-eating demons multiply." The swordsman states.

"Nezuko would never eat humans!" Tanjiro blurts out, "You've gotta be joking. Just now, she was about to devour you."

"You're wrong! I'm sure she knows who I am!"

"I won't let her hurt anyone!"

"I'm going to turn Nezuko back into a human! I swear, I'll heal her!"

Word after word spews from Tanjiro's mouth in succession. Promise after promise slipping from his lips only to be shot down by the swordsman's finishing voice as he says, "She can't be healed. Once you become a demon, you can never go back to being human."

"I'll find a way no matter what! So please, don't kill her!"

"I'll hunt down the one who slaughtered my family!" As Tanjiro shouts and the wind picks up, the swordsman raises his sword, "I'll make everything right! Please!" The swordsman tilts it downwards, the tip of his blade nearing Nezuko's neck with a threatening glow to it's tip, "Don't do it!"

Y/n's eyes keep trailing from the swordsman to Nezuko to Tanjiro then back to the swordsman. At last, she can feel the air entering her lungs. She breathes in and out slowly. That insufferable suffocating feeling has just about disappeared. She bites down on her tongue and her face scrunches, her eyes narrowing with frustration. She wants to run, just like she did last time, she wants to flee from the situation.

No, at the very least, she should get Tanjiro out of here. Yeah, that's the least she could.. Huh?

As her eyes drift over to Tanjiro once again, she watches as he drops to his knees, hands planted in the snow as he bowed his head to the ground and speaks in a loud, choked up voice, "I'm begging you! Please..! Don't kill my little sister!" He practically sobs out, "Please, don't do it! I'm begging you.."

A moment of silence passes. Y/n's eyes look over at the swordsman. He hasn't moved, completely frozen in place with his blade pointed at Nezuko. Another moment passes. Y/n notices the swordsman drop his head, his unruly bangs falling over his eyes like a sliced up curtain. His jaw locks and forces his teeth together as they grind and create a low, uncomfortable cracking sound. His body begins to tremble and for just a moment, Y/n mistook it for sorrow until he suddenly looked back up, the dark coloring of his irises lighting up with fury as he starts shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Never leave yourself so defenseless in front of an enemy!" Both Tanjiro and Y/n's bodies jump a little from the sheer power of his voice, the pure rage that coated it, "Stop that pathetic groveling! If it were even the least bit effective, your family wouldn't be dead!"

"How can a weakling like you, who bows down when it's time to fight, who can't take initiative.. How can somebody like yourself cure his little sister or even find the enemy?"

"The demons might know a way to cure your sister!" He swings Nezuko forward with force, still holding onto her with one hand tightly, "But don't you think for even a second that a demon will respect your whining or begging or your will or wishes! Naturally, I have no respect for you, either! That's reality! "

"Why did you throw yourself over your sister earlier? Was that supposed to protect her? Why didn't you swing that hatchet? Why did you show your back to me?" At this point, Tanjiro's sitting up on his knees, staring with surprise reflected in his teary eyes. The swordsman redirects his blade at last only to aggressively point it at Tanjiro.

"All those blunders led to your sister's capture!" Nezuko's growls become all the more hostile and persistent as she begins kicking her feet around which causes the snow under her feet to fly every which way, "I could've skewered her and you along with that girl over there and been done with all three of you!"

"Don't cry. Don't despair. Those things will do you no good. Your family is dead and your sister has become a demon. Your heart is crushed. I know your pain, how you must want to cry out.. If I'd come half a day sooner, your family might have survived. ..But there's no way to turn back time.."

"Fill your heart with anger. Strong, pure anger that cannot be quelled. Anger that becomes the unwavering force that will drive your limbs," The swordsman's sword raises into position again, "With such fragile resolve like yours, you can't protect your sister or heal her.." He slowly pulls his arm back, "..And weakness and empty promises certainly cannot avenge your family!"

"No!" With one final yell from Tanjiro, the swordsman forces Nezuko back and stabs the chilling steel of his blade into the soft flesh of her shoulder. She lets out a painful cry and that seems to be the last straw for her older brother.

"Stop!" He yells before throwing a pebble. The swordsman retracts his sword and deflects it with a simple flick of his wrist. Immediately, Tanjiro gets up and as the wind picks up and blocks his view of the swordsman with the thick, scattering snow, he makes a run for his hatchet. Y/n stays sat, rooted in place.

Running around, bypassing the countless trees around him, Tanjiro chucks another pebble before disappearing by a tree. The swordsman sidesteps and the pebble hits the tree behind him. With a loud battle cry, Tanjiro charges at the swordsman, his hands at his side, ready to swing. Y/n simply watches, dumbfounded, frozen in place in the snow.

"A simple, head-on attack driven solely by emotion.. What a fool!" Clenching his teeth, the swordsman raises his sword and swings down. His hilt hits Tanjiro's back with excruciating force. Tanjiro bites his tongue to hold back a scream as his vision blurs. Y/n merely watches as he hits the ground, his body limp, unconscious. Nezuko stares at her brother laid out in the snow, mouth agape.

The swordsman straightens his posture, his arm falling to his side, "Where's his hatchet?" He thought to himself and as if to answer his question, a whirring sound makes him look up. His heart skips a beat and he moves his head just in time for the hatchet to hurl into the tree behind him with a thud. A moment of silence passes. Both Y/n and the swordsman share a similar expression of surprise as their eyes both lock onto the hatchet that's stuck into the tree, a literal inch away from the swordsman's head..

"Just before he hid behind the tree, he hurled the rock towards me and, at the same time, tossed the hatchet into the air," The swordsman's eyes pan over to the boy laid out before him, "He hid his hands as he pretended to attack so I wouldn't realize he was unarmed."

"He knew he couldn't beat him, so his plan was to bring him down after he struck him. But.." Y/n's uninjured hand balls into a fist, paying no mind to the freezing chunk of snow in her hand, "He failed.."

At that moment, Nezuko lets out a particularly violent growl. Having completely thrown off his guard, the swordsman lets go and Nezuko immediately kicks him away. The swordsman quickly recovers. Nezuko lunges for her brother.

"Damn it.." The swordsman thinks, "No, Tanjiro!" Y/n cries out, "She'll devour him!" They both think.

"Nezuko.."

Sliding on the snow, Nezuko moves in front of her brother, crouching down. Flashing her fangs and growling threateningly. Arms up and protecting him from the swordsman.

"It wasn't Nezuko! She'd never eat humans!"

Nezuko launches herself off the snow and sprints towards the blank-faced swordsman, He jumps back, "Long ago, someone once said the same thing, only to be devoured soon after.."

"When a demon is starving, it will even eat its parents and siblings because they need the energy. I've seen it countless times," The swordsman's eyes train on Nezuko's kimono, which is stained by her own drying blood, while he dodges her sharp nails that claw at him, "She's wounded. It costs her energy to heal those wounds. Not to mention the strength it took to transform into a demon.." Nezuko swipes at the swordsman's face only to miss as he spins and elbows her in the stomach. He then forcibly palms her in the chest causing her to stumble back, "She must be severely starved at this moment and wants to eat human flesh as soon as possible.."

"Yet, she protected him, turned her anger to me, and even intimidated me."

Jumping high into the air and flipping into the tree behind the swordsman, Nezuko pushes herself off the wood using her feet. She hurls downwards, nails ready to claw open whatever part of the swordsman she can get her hands on. The swordsman steps back and slides his sword into the sheath on his hips, "These siblings might be different from others.."

And with that, the swordsman lands a firm chop on the side of Nezuko's neck. Her body twitches before falling limp and right into the snow. Y/n's heart drops at the sight of both siblings laid out on the ground. A second or two passes and the swordsman's gaze falls on her. She sucks in an icy breath and blinks; the swordsman has disappeared from her sight.

In a panic, she whips her head in every direction. Before she can look back though, a pain shoots through her neck and her entire body goes numb. As her vision blurs, her eyes look up to gaze at her perpetrator. The last sight she sees before everything goes black is the strange mismatched design of the swordsman's haori..

A loud gasp slips from Y/n's lips as her body jolts up. The sound of her uneven, quickened breathing is the only noise that she can hear. Slowly, she opens her eyes. It's blurry at first, but it fades in no time and the familiar sight before her leaves her puzzled.

She looks around. There are futons of varying colors laid out on the floor, specifically six aside from the one she's in. They're striking patterns catch her attention. They remind her of Tanjiro and his siblings. Speaking of which..

There's no sign of anyone anywhere. Not the swordsman or Tanjiro or Nezuko. She seems to be in the hut of the Kamado Residence but..everything seems fine. There's no blood, nothing's destroyed, no bodies to be found..

She finally notices. Her wrist feels..fine. She looks down. It doesn't seem to be swelling or irritated anymore. She's sure she sprained it or worse when she fell on it earlier. Earlier.. Did earlier even happen? Was it all a nightmare?

She breathes in slowly and closes her eyes once again. Images flash one by one. Everyone falling from the cliff, Tanjiro being attacked by the newly transformed Nezuko, the swordsman, the corpses— Y/n sucks in a particularly sharp breath. Best not think about that..

"Even here, you still run away."

Y/n's eyes shoot open. She sees herself staring her down, scrutinizing her, judging her.

"When will you realize that you can't escape fate? That simply running away does nothing for you?" The person speaks in her voice, but the strong tone they're using breaks away the illusion. This isn't her. That much was obvious, but it feels..odd. It was as if this wasn't just some weird hallucination of herself..

"Tell me, are you content with how everything has turned out? The innocent having been tortured and slaughtered and the lone survivor being forced into a world he was never supposed to be apart of in the first place? Surely it eats away at you."

"Who are you?"

"Earlier, when that boy was attacked by his sister, why did you sit there and watch? Why didn't you jump to his rescue? Were you hoping that his sister would kill and eat him?"

"No, I—"

"When that swordsman attacked the siblings and threatened to kill them both, why didn't you intervene? Why didn't you immediately jump to the boy's aid? Why did you allow him, a mere civilian, to risk his life to protect a demon? Why did you let your guard down? Why did you let that swordsman knock you out?"

"That's not my fault! Tanjiro was the one—!"

"When will you stop blaming your own shortcomings on everyone else? When will you realize that being a coward will only present you with the same, devastating result? How can you feel okay going on with your life when you have the potential to save thousands from this cruel fate?"

"I can feel your anger. Thatpure, boiling resentment that stems from your own sorrow and hatred of being so helpless in your current situation. You've felt this way in the past but decided to do nothing with it. Now that the chance has risen again, embrace it. Never let this feeling fade. Let it grow into this insatiable fury and let it drive you from this point forward. Use it to fight."

"Because in the end, when you're fighting for the sake of everything you have left to hold dear, this growing rage is going to be the only thing you will be able to rely on."

"And that's what he told me," Tanjiro said, his hand intertwined with Nezuko, who now seemed much calmer and has a bamboo muzzle wrapped around her mouth.

Y/n's skeptical gaze and scrunched brows gives away her thoughts before she's able to speak them, "So a random guy with a sword tells you to go to some random mountain and meet this stranger you know nothing about and you're just going to do as he says?" Her tone of voice speaks every insult she doesn't say. Nevertheless, Tanjiro's mind doesn't waver for a second.

"I know how it sounds, but I want to trust him," He says, "Even if we got off on the wrong foot, he seems like a nice guy."

"He almost killed you."

"And I'm sure he had his reason behind why he did what he did," Tanjiro raises his free arm and puts his soft, cool hand on Y/n's equally freezing shoulder. He decides to ignore how she slightly tenses under his touch, "I understand that you're worried about us, but I need to do this.. For Nezuko's sake..I need to take this risk."

"I promise I'll stay as safe as I can and as soon as I get there, I'll find a way to send you letters—"

"I'm going with you."

"Huh?" Tanjiro pauses. Y/n places her hand atop of Tanjiro's and removes it from her shoulder, giving it a squeeze of affirmation as her eyes drift away. Her sights landing on the graves of their late family lined up in a neat row.

"I said, I'm going with you," She repeats, "After everything that happened, it would bother me to let you go on alone. Especially with that reckless intuition guiding you.." She mutters. Tanjiro seems shocked at first, but it's soon replaced by a wide smile.

"If that's what you truly want, then I won't stop you," He says, his hand squeezing hers back. His eyes sliding to look behind her, where their eleven year old sister lays against the hut, unconscious.

"What are we going to do with Sumiko? It'd be wrong to make her go with us.." As Tanjiro says this, Y/n walks over to her, "She'll travel with us for now until I can find a place to drop her off," She responds. Her hand grabbing Sumiko's arm and throws it over her shoulder before doing the same to her other arm, pulling the girl onto her back and getting up with ease. Tanjiro waits for Y/n to walk back up to him before turning towards the slope of the snowy mountain..

"Hey, Y/n.." Tanjiro calls.

"What is it now?"

"I'm sorry for what I said before, about you not caring about Nezuko. You noticed before I did, right? You were trying to protect me and I.." As he trails off, his expression grow somber. Y/n takes the expression in before looking back towards the slope.

"I already forgot about it. You should focus on the journey ahead," She says, but Tanjiro doesn't seem satisfied. Noticing this, Y/n takes the first steps down the mountain, cutting the conversation short and leaving him no choice but to follow after her with Nezuko in silence..

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

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houllymoully · 2 months ago

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Kamado Nesuko

•. Nezuko is a young lady with a noble and pure heart, she loves her family and her brothers, and you are not an exception, she loved you immensely and always is very sobreprotec with You, /not as much as tanjiro but almost the same/ .

•. I would protect you a lot from Zenitsu, even though you are a year younger than her, she doesn't want him to bother you or compliment you, she takes her role as a sister very seriously, and even more so if someone is bullying you in high school.She would confront your bullying behind your back along with Tanjiro.

She would try to reason with words, but if it doesn't work ....she would use violence as the LAST reason, even though Tanjiro doesn't like the idea...

•. Play. being revelde girl with her doesn't work, either you behave or she behaves with you, she doesn't accept rude behavior and even less from you, you would listen to a firm sermon from her and if it doesn't work she would go to tanjiro.

•. Forget about going out to secret parties or dating. Without permission, Nesuko is firm with this, you are too young for those things .

She would have an eye on you even if you don't know it...

•. Obviously they would have girls nights! ,she would put you together with Kanao and Aoi, Nesuko just's want them to get along well.If you are very shy or self-conscious I would try to get you out of your shell little by little with patience, after all, kamados are very extroverted!

except the little Rokuta

•. If Nesuko found out that you liked a boy in a platonic way, she would become very protective of you in that case. She wouldn't really let you see that guy, but if you kept talking about him, she'd become even more suspicious, thinking that he's trying to "control or woo you" and stuff like that. She wouldn't let you date anyone for a while. He doesn't want you to get hurt. At least not until you're a little older, and that also depends on the kid. She really doesn't want her little sister to get hurt and get your heart broken.

Kamado tanjiro

•. Tanjiro is the best older brother you can have, he has a sweet smile and is a walking sun, just like Nesuko he adores his entire family and his siblings, he likes to see them happy, especially Nesuko and you, they are his adoration. and little treasure, he is very protective of the two of you, and often treats you like a baby biscuit.

•. He would wake you up early so that you can go to the academy together and I would prepare your bento, they are delicious and very cute!~ If he is busy making Takeo and Hanako's bento. Nesuko would make yours.

•. He would help you study if you go to him for help, he would stop everything he was doing to focus on you, it doesn't matter if he is tired or he was watching videos, he would always try to be the best brother figure for you, Nesuko and the others.

•. He is very overprotective, he does not allow any boy to compliment you or court you in front of him, especially Zenitsu, you would get along well with Genya, Zenitsu Inoske. muichiro, yuichiro, kanao, aoi, since he and neUko brought you together, tanjiro wants you to socialize and get along with his friends! I wouldn't force you to leave your comfort zone, but he would give you gentle pushes.

•. Being brat or vulgar?

Tanjiro would be very lenient and understanding with you, he has VERY great patience, but he has limits.. He would give you a gentle wake-up call if necessary. He prefers I want to fix things by talking and explain to you why your behavior is not appropriate and correct.

But if that doesn't work unfortunately and with all the pain in his soul, he would give you a gentle reprimand so that you would learn from his mistakes. And if necessary, he would use a more serious and even more concerned tone to make sure it didn't happen again.

Tanjiro is very scary when he is upset, he always tries to give the best smile in every situation... but he is also human and has his limits

•. Night escapades or secret meetings?

Tanjiro would notice it instantly, because of your smell of happiness and man's perfume he would begin to suspect...., if he caught you he would pull you by the ear and drag you home, he would tell your mother but for your sake,

He doesn't wants you to be rebellious, he cares a lot about you, he would reprimand you, he would have a look of slight disappointment for the whole week, but he would forgive you, he is very understanding, he can't stand being upset with someone for a long time, especially not with you!

#nezuko kamado #tanjiro kamado #tanjiro x reader #demon slayer tanjiro #demon slayer nezuko #tanjiro x you #kny tanjirou #kny nezuko #tanjiro kimetsu no yaiba #tanjiro x oc #tanjiro fluff #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x you #demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer x female reader

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astoldbyaja · 3 months ago

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The Orisha and the Hashira Part 2 - Ch.1

Sequel to The Orisha and the Hashira

Ayo finds herself at Muzan's mercy as she does what is needed in order to survive and get Femi out of the Infinity Castle at all costs and get back to her beloved mate. Meanwhile Bambaataa, Kyojuro and the rest of the Hashira must put together a plan and fast to find and save both Orisha before Orisha Ogun steps in and takes matters into his own hands which would lead to the annihilation of the entire Demon Slayer Corps.

WARNING: MDNI 18+ Rape/non-con, smut heavy smut, mature content.

Whispers spread through the foggy mist of the land between realms.

“Two Orisha have been captured.”

“Two missing by one demon.”

“One demon that created all demons.”

“Liability.”

“Defenses are down.”

“Not enough self-portraits.”

“Who is to blame?”

“Who is responsible?”

“Those that hunt the demons.”

“Human demon slayers.”

“Demon Slayer Corps.”

“Weak.”

“Pathetic.”

“We want blood.”

“We want war.”

“Kill them all.”

“Kill the demons and the slayers.”

“Retrieve the heart and the water.”

“I warned you all of the threat of Muzan Kibutsuji. Now he has two Orisha. If the heart becomes a demon or even dies, no more Orisha can be reborn.”

“We will have war.”

“I will have blood.”

“Send Ogun. Send the plague amongst all of Japan.”

“Bring them to their knees.”

“They are not one of us.”

“Not one of us… Not one of us… not one of us!”

It had been a full seven days since Ayo and Femi were taken and the fact their energy could not be sensed in the world alerted all the Orisha.

Bambaataa made sure to be as far away from the Ubuyashiki manor as he remained standing in a field. The pink rift opened across from him and slowly a large figure began to march out. A man, much older than the earth Orisha approached. His head was clean shaven, and his beard was thick and full peppered with white hair. His eyes were black as the night and his black robes showed the power he held. Bambaataa just stared as the man approached him, then walked past him and stared at the sky for a moment. The rift remained open and now it was just the two of them.

The air was tense all around them and Bambaataa knew not to speak.

“So where are they?” he asked, lowly voice deep, drenched with authority. Bambaataa closed his eyes slowly unsure of how to exactly answer a question the larger Orisha already knew. He finally turned around with a glare.

“Where are my children!” he roared, his voice echoing across the land. Bambaataa looked in the direction of his father who approached him with a crazed look in his eyes.

“Utata-”

“DO NOT SPEAK!” he snarled as he began to turn and pace about, his eyes taking in every ounce of the land before him. His energy channels open. He could feel the presence of every human in Japan. “You are the oldest, you are MY first born, and you lose not just my young son, but my only daughter as well to a pathetic demon!”

Bambaataa scowled.

“Ayo sacrificed herself to get Femi back!” he argued. Ogun stood before him now, his large hand gripping his son’s chin hard causing him to let out the smallest sound of discomfort.

“That was not her choice to make! I don’t think you realize the position you have put me in, son, the position we are all in. You three were sent here to do a simple task, and now two Orisha are off somewhere held captive by demons, and I was sent here to clean up the mess you put yourself in.” he explained. Bambaataa could feel the grip in his father’s hand, and it was harsh enough that if he were a human his jaw would have broken easily.

“Let me fix this, Utata.” he said. Ogun laughed dryly.

“You cannot fix this. The demon who has my children has existed even when your mother and I were in chains. I know his power and I know the humans who fight against him are no match for him. Uncultured swine, all of them.” he spat letting Bambaataa go and turning from him. He took a few steps and looked around. “This land hasn’t changed, that much I know. I see you came here to meet me alone rather than allow me to speak with Kagaya Ubuyashiki in his territory.”

Bambaataa looked down with a slight wince.

“You think I would have held him responsible for all that has happened, killed him and then kill the pathetic insects he has called his children.” he said. Bambaataa was quiet knowing that his father did not want to hear a response. Ogun turned to him and nodded. “Well, you’re right. That’s exactly what I would have done. I would have torn his cursed skin off his body, then I would do the same for the rest of his blood line then that would have counted as penance for the position he too has put me in. Then I would kill all his pathetic Hashira as well for simply existing on this planet long enough to lay claim to my daughter!”

Bambaataa knew that conversation was coming. His father knew his sister was mated, and he knew he was not going to approve. He would never approve. Ogun shook his head holding up his fist.

“Japan has caused our family nothing but pain since our ancestors were brought here in chains. I will have retribution for this grave offense that has fallen upon our tribe.” he said holding up his hand and curling his fingers into a tight fist.

“Utata please… let me try and find Ayo and Femi and kill the demon known as Kibutsuji.” he said, his tone almost close to pleading. Ogun looked at his son for a moment before turning and placing his hands behind his back.

“I will give you six weeks to bring Ayo and Femi back. If you fail, I will bring a plague onto Japan that is so severe that the suffering will live on for as long as Japan is called such and the very first to be infected will be the Demon Slayer Corps. If Ubuyashiki is not dead from his curse by that time, then he will be the very first to feel the plague’s effects, then his Hashira, then the rest of the pathetic humans in the corps and slowly all of Japan will feel it. Then when the sun goes down, I will bring an even swifter punishment on the demons themselves. No one will know peace once I am finished with this land, and this pain will not stop until Femi and Ayo are presented. You have weakened yourself by showing too much mercy toward humans. I should hope you’ll come back to your senses before I have to come back here in six weeks to do what you couldn’t.” he said and without saying anything else he began to walk toward the pink rift.

Bambaataa winced letting his head fall as he felt his father’s aura disappear from the field as he disappeared. Ogun, the Orisha of disease and famine. His power grows from sickness and death, the very thing that plagued many slaves on the ships they were chained to. He need only to touch a living creature and their body decays. He was the opposite of his mother, the Orisha of love.

Ogun was always a strict man, and an even stricter father. He has been the cause of many plagues that have occurred throughout history because the black energy in death gave him such power. Bambaataa finally looked up at the sky.

“Ayo, I hope you know what you’re doing.” he said. The Orisha journeyed back to the Ubuyashiki manor and looked around at the place. He could feel his own anger rising. They should have never come here. They should have never come here. This war against the demons in Japan was not their business and they made it their business! And now look what’s happened!

It's their fault, it’s Ubuyashiki’s fault! He wanted to blame the man, the sick man who took up this crusade against demons! How easy it would be to walk in and just kill the man right now! But he knew that would set off a chain of events like no other. He’d be spending most of his time fighting and killing the Hashira and then that would push him further from his task at finding his little brother and sister.

“Bambaataa.”

The older Orisha looked to the side watching as Kyojuro and Tengen approached. The two looked seemingly calm, but Bambaataa could feel the pure tension radiating off of the flame Hashira. Ever since Ayo left, the positive energy around the bug-eyed man was gone, morphed into something dark.

“You have returned from your meeting with your tribesmen. Will they offer help?” Tengen asked. Bambaataa looked at the man, the feelings gone from his eyes.

“We have six weeks to find both Femi and Ayo or things will get significantly worse, and it will not only be Kibutsuji that you have to worry about.” he said before turning, leaving the two with looks of concern.

Kyojuro turned, crossing his arms and looking at the ground. He felt so helpless, and he couldn’t believe he let his love go off on such a dangerous mission.

“I shouldn’t have let her go.” He said. Tengen looked down at his friend.

“Don’t do that to yourself. Ayo was going to go after her brother no matter what any of us said or did. You know that.” he said. Kyojuro closed his eyes and just shook his head.

“I feel her… in here.” he said placing his hand over his chest. “It’s faint, but that warm feeling I always felt when she was here, is still there, like it’s still calling me- trying to guide me back to her.” he said. Kyojuro knew ever since the first time he looked upon Ayo’s face, the deep, sensual look in her eyes, had ensnared him. Ever since he held her body close to his, protecting her from the cold, a warm inside him was lit, it was not like anything he had ever felt before. But he knew that no matter how close or how far Ayo was, he felt that flame, that warmth. When she is close, his body is ignited, and when she is far, the flame dims just a bit, but it is still there.

When he fought Akaza and felt he was going to die, he felt that flame grow as if it were his soul telling him that she was coming. And now that flame is still there inside him, clawing at him as if it wanted to rip from his chest and guide him to where she was.

Tengen placed his hand firmly on the man’s shoulder a look of determination on his chest.

“Then use that feeling and let it guide you back into her arms! We will find her, and we will cut down any demon or upper moon who stands in our way!” he said with a flashy tone. Kyojuro looked at the man’s confident face and nodded.

“I will find her!” he said with confidence.

Ayo’s POV

I stood outside on the engawa, staring up at the dark skies and closing my eyes quietly.

I felt no wind, no life, nothing in this realm.

“Ayo, you finally came to me.” Muzan said with an amused smirk.

“Where is my brother?” I asked.

“Ayo!” I hear the scared voice of my brother. I turned to see Femi standing across from me, but he was held in place by a blonde-haired demon who smiled almost happily.

“Femi!” I called out as I tried to stand. However, I felt immense pressure over my body, and I felt the feeling leave my legs making me drop to my feet. I groaned at the pressure that I felt weighing down on my body. Muzan chuckled.

“There is no water in this realm. Your abilities are useless here.” he said wickedly. I growled looking at my brother and then at him.

“You said if I gave myself up, you’d let him go.” I said. Muzan chuckled even more.

“And you actually believed I would be true to my words?” he asked. I actually knew he wouldn’t. I would never trust a demon to be true to their words ever. “No, I think I will keep you both here. You both will play a key role in the events that are to come. Then it will only be a matter of time before your older brother joins us as well.”

“Bambaataa will never join you.” I snarled trying to fight the pulse in my legs so I could stand. Muzan smirked.

“Who knows, after having both his beloved his siblings here, it may be quite easy to convince your brother to reunite with his family. He is playing on a losing team; he must know that.” he said. I growled at his words. Muzan could see the pure rage in my eyes, and he smirked.

“Doma will be in charge of your brother until you both can behave. Until I know you can be trusted, this will be the last time either of you will see each other.” he said. The blonde demon chuckled.

“Oh, how exciting! Thank you, my lord. I will cherish this gift.” he said placing his hand on Femi’s head and I yelled in frustration.

“Let him go, do what you want with me, but let him go!” I snapped. Piercing red eyes were before me already as a hand gripped my face hard.

“Oh, I plan to do whatever I want with you Ayo. You will obey without question and if you don’t then I will rip your brother’s heart out of his chest and make you eat it.” he snarled. I glared at his words feeling my entire body tighten.

There truly is no water in this realm, and I would need to store all the water I could in order to keep up some of my senses. This castle was a maze, I noted, when I was allowed to move about it. There was no where I could go that Muzan did not see.

I made no moves at all. I let my hand slide up over my chest, over my heart and I felt it beating beneath my skin. I could feel Kyojuro still. I felt a cool sensation moving about me when thinking of him. I would not deny I was afraid, but I would do what needed to be done. I needed to get Femi, and I will save him.

“Nakime informs me that you haven’t been eating.” I hear the low purr of Muzan’s voice. He was close and I slowly let my head lull forward. “Is the food not to your liking? I have tasked the servants into getting specific foods imported from your country so that you would feel comfortable here.”

He sounded so genuine and that scared me, but the fact he truly did bring me fruits and meats from the Mother Continent, terrified me. Why would he go to such lengths?

“It is hard to have an appetite when your loved ones are in danger.” I said finally turning to face the demon. Muzan smirked.

“Young Femi is doing quite well in Doma’s care. I hear his cult has taken a liking to him. I hear the boy paints very well.” he said. Keep it together. Femi would never paint for a demon unless he were threatened with something causing harm to his loved ones. But they don’t know to combine blood with a painting. This could be harmless.

“I simply wish to see my brother, to hold him.” I said. Muzan tilted his head some watching me as if amused.

“And what will you offer in return for my generosity of seeing him?” he asked. I looked down some and gave a shrug.

“I will eat the food you bring me.” I said. Not that I would trust it. But I couldn’t weaken myself now while Femi is here and in danger. Muzan didn’t look very moved by my words.

“No, you will have to do better than that.” he said approaching me with a calm and collective stride. Yet his eyes watched me like a predator watching its prey. His body was calm, but those eyes were feral.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“You will share my bed and do your part in birthing a new demon for me.” he said.

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fairy-writes · 6 months ago

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fairy's fics for gaza

hello everyone! i'm not sure anyone would even be interested or care about this but i'm OPENING REQUESTS for @ficsforgaza !! by tossing my hat into the ring, i hope to help raise money and interest for this cause!

keep in mind i'll maybe close my requests if i get overwhelmed or can't fulfill a request. i am setting the donation limit for $5 for 500 words. ofc this is subject to change (e.g. you want a shorter or longer request)

how this works!

you (the reader): send me A DIRECT MESSAGE (not an ask pls, those are reserved for regular requests) asking for a request. i will start working on your request once you've provided proof to me (with any personal info removed) of your donation to a VETTED FUNDRAISER. DO NOT SEND ME THE MONEY

me (the writer): once i have vetted the fundraiser (there is a list to choose from HERE), i will begin work on your request. keep in mind i have other projects to get done (e.g. original stories, other requests still in my inbox, etc.) so it won't be published right away.

LIST OF FANDOMS/PEOPLE I'LL WRITE FOR (these are all x reader):

Arcane: League of Legends: Viktor, Silco, Jayce Talis, Vi, Vander, Caitlyn Kiramman, Mel Medarda

Bungou Stray Dogs: Nakajima Atsushi, Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu, Kunikida Doppo, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Saigiku Jouno, Suehiro Tecchou

The Case Study of Vanitas: Vanitas, Noé Archiviste, Roland Fortis, Dominique de Sade

Demon Slayer: All the Hashira, Akaza, Kokushibo, Douma, Kibutsuji Muzan, Kamado Tanjiro (aged up), Agatsuma Zenitsu (aged up), Hashibira Inosuke (aged up)

Doctor Who: The Doctor (9th, 10th, 11th, 12th), Jack Harkness, River Song

Fullmetal Alchemist: Roy Mustang, Greed, Riza Hawkeye, Jean Havoc, Envy, Alex Louis Armstrong, Olivier Armstrong, Edward Elric (post-FMAB), Alphonse Elric (post-FMAB), Ling Yao (post-FMAB)

Grimm (NBC): Nick Burkhardt, Hank Griffin, Sean Renard, Drew Wu, Monroe

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Toji, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Itadori Yuuji (aged up), Fushiguro Megumi (aged up)

Moriarty the Patriot: William James Moriarty, Albert James Moriarty, Louis James Moriarty, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes, Fred Porlock, Sebastian Moran, James Bonde

Tokyo Ghoul: Uta, Kaneki Ken, Kirishima Touka, Kirishima Ayato (re: age), Nishio Nishiki, Tsukiyama Shuu

GENERAL RULES

i write specifically SFW. no NSFW or dark content here folks. though there are plenty of participating authors who write either dark content or NSFW!

all writing is gender neutral but can be customized to a female!reader

absolutely no exclusionists welcome. that includes anyone who is or condones racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, aphobia, ableism, islamophobia, antisemitism, or anything similar.

things that WON'T be written: nsfw/smut/spice (implied or otherwise), abusive relationships, yandere, self-harm, suicide, eating disorders, mental disorders, incest, character x character, character x oc

if you have any further questions please let me know!! i've never done something like this and it's very probable i've left something unclear lol.

feel free to check out the BLOG for more information! they also have a FAQ here!

#fics for gaza #fairy talks #navigation

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yoyomomiko · 10 days ago

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★彡REQUESTS

✩ •• CLOSED!!

୨୧ -- MASTERLIST★

୨୧ -- NAVIGATION★

FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR:

Ramshackle

Demon Slayer

Hunter x Hunter

South Park

Komi can't communicate

Diary of a wimpy kid

Mouthwashing

Creepypasta

CHARACTERS I'LL WRITE FOR:

★RAMSHACKLE

Stone

Skipp

Vinnie

★DEMON SLAYER

Tanjiro Kamado

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Inosuke Hashibira

Genya Shinazugawa

Nezuko Kamado

Muichiro Tokito

Tomioka Giyuu

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Shinobu Kocho

Mitsuri Kanroji

★HUNTER X HUNTER

Gon Freecs

Killua Zoldyck

Kurapika Kurta

Feitan Portor

★SOUTH PARK

Stan Marsh

Kyle Broflovski

Kenny McCormick

Eric Cartman

Craig Tucker

Tweek Tweak

Wendy Testaburger

Bebe Stevens

★KOMI CAN'T COMMUNICATE

Shousuke Komi

★DIARY OF A WIMPY KID

Rodrick Heffley

★MOUTHWASHING

Daisuke

Anya

★CREEPYPASTA

Jeff the Killer

Ben Drowned

Ticci Toby

Jane the Killer

WHAT I WILL WRITE:

- female reader

- character x reader

- yandere

- suggestive themes (not too smutty!!)

- headcanons, scenarios, drabbles etc++

- gore (not too extreme!!)

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE:

- male reader

- gn reader

- character x character

- character x oc

- incest/stepcest

- rape

- racism, homophobia, sexism and so on

- no SA — even if it happened in one of the character's or reader's backstory (i'm not comfortable sorry!!)

- heavy angst

- smut

NOTES🍥

Please, READ THE RULES before you request!

If I don't want to write the request/I'm not comfortable, I will simply ignore it!!

I'm a SLOW WRITER!! Please be patient with me :((

Make sure the requests are open!!♡

★yoyomiko ★miko

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theyanderespecialist · 3 months ago

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Yandere Demon Slayer Requests Open/Rules/Aged-Up Female Tanjiro Kamado Mini-Series (Demon Slayer Headcanons/Scenarios)

RULES AND REQUESTS ARE NOW OPEN (VERY SLOW UPDATES)

Disclaimer: Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life, Simping for them and shipping characters with characters is fine. As long as you separate fiction from reality. And Do not be gross or illegal about it. If you break these rules I will most likely delete your requests. I will give you chances to correct it of course.

This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously.

Also please respect what IS Canon. These are fanfiction, so it is NOT Canon!

1: NO INCEST (I know I used to do it and I may still do it in some regards but it will not be the norm at all) AGAIN INCEST IS NOT OKAY IN REAL LIFE (No Incest On Wattpad)

2: No yanderes or readers under the age of 18, these are the exceptions because demons are older than 18

2.A: Some Characters can be under 18 such as daki and gyutaro they were turned into demons before they were 18! But They have lived over 100 years

2.B: Character that looks and acts under 18 like daki she looks like an adult and works in a brothel. She is an adult theme character

2.C: Aged Up Characters Like Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Nezuko, ETC. Any character that is under 18 if they are aged up to at LEAST 18 I may do them!

3: I am doing a LOT Less smut scenes for various reasons, so NSFW I may do, but a lot of it will be turned down (No NSFW will be posted on Wattpad)

4: Monster Versions are okay as long as they are sentient/sapient

5: No Bigotry or Phobia Or MAPS NO FUCKING MAPS AND NO ZOOIPLIES OR RACIST POO

6: BE SPECIFIC WITH WHAT YOU WANT If you are not I May NOT be able to do it!

7: Any gender/Identity is welcome (Trans, Non-binary, cis, genderfluid, Genderqueer, etc) (You can also change the gender identity if you want like Yandere Trans Kyojuro, nonbinary Nezuko, etc, anything and everything)

8: Almost any sexuality is allowed (AGAIN MAPS AND ZOOILPHIES YOU ARE NOT A SEXUALITY OR A PART OF THE LGBTQIA+ THEY NEED TO STAY AWAY FROM THE LGBTQIA+) (EXAMPLES: Bi, pan, hetero, gay, lesbian, Omni, cupio, demi, aroace, aro, ace, poly, and ALL THE REST In romantic attraction or sexual attraction or both) (Same with messing with the attraction of yandere characters like Yandere Doma X Male Reader, Yandere Bisexual Mitsuri X Female Listener, etc, anything and everything)

9: You can have Genderbent Characters (Aka change their gender in the request: Like Yandere Female Akaza or Yandere Male Shinobu or Anything and Everything)

10: NO OCs (Only OCS Will be Mine and My Partners/Co Author's)

11: Does Not Have To Be Yandere Character X Darling Reader It can be Yandere Character X Darling Character (Like Yandere Muzan X Aged Up/Adult Tanjiro and anything and everything else all ships welcome as long as they follow rules.)

12: I can turn it down for whatever reason!

NOW here is a mini-series I have if you want to see any character with the character comment it below

A: ANY YANDERE CHARACTER (Except Reader) X Darling Adult/Aged Up Female Tanjiro Kamado

(FOLLOW THE RULES AND BE SPECIFIC)

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loverofgenya · 2 years ago

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ˢᵠᵘᵉᵃˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵗ ʰᵒʷ ᶜᵘᵗᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˡˡ ᵃʳᵉ

Welcome to my world of love! You may call me Mother, as I have no other name that comes to mind! My siblings all call me mother, as well as my few friends so why not just have it as my second name!

If you are to refer to me using pronouns, please use it/he--or they/them, either is fine!

I am 15-17! Just so you all know :)

Other Accounts;

Disney Twisted Wonderland | @loverofazul | I write for all twst boys and staff members over there! Grim and Ortho are strictly platonic when I write for them!

Jujutsu Kaisen | @loverofnobara | I write for most of the jjk characters! From sorcerers to curses and students!! I might add more characters but that is unlikely, sorry!

Genshin Impact | @loverofdiluc | I write for most of the Genshin Characters over there! All children are strictly platonic! Please don’t think/request otherwise!! I might add other characters but not likely, sorry!

Honkai Star Rail | @loverofmarch7th | I write for some of the HSR characters! I haven't gotten too far into the game but am working on it! Hook and other children characters are strictly platonic!! I will write some romantic stuff for Clara (EX. crush, dates, first kisses, etc.), but no make-out things, NSFW and things like that!! I will be adding other characters soon!

Hunter X Hunter | @loverofgon | I write for most of the HXH characters! This does not include Hisoka cause I loath that man with a passion! No NSFW for the children characters at all!! I do write stuff for Zushi, Gon, and Killua, but those are only romantic things (EX. crush, dates, first kisses, etc.), no NSFW at all!! I might be adding some more characters!.

Tokyo Revengers | @loverofhinaandemma | I write for most if not all of the TR characters! From Bonten to Tokyo Manji Gang! I do write for Future!Naoto but no NSFW at all for him! NSFW requests are iffy for this fandom as most, if not all, of the characters are minors! They will be aged up if NSFW is requested for them! Even then it won't be too specific/explicit/detailed/etc.!! I might be adding more characters sooner or later! But that's unlikely as most of them are already on there lol.

The characters with more ✧ by them are the ones I prefer to write for! Well, more of an 'I like them more than the other characters' lolz

🄷🄰🅂🄷🄸🅁🄰🅂

Tomioka Giyu ✧✧

Kanroji Mitsuri ✧✧

Iguro Obani

Shinazugawa Sanemi ✧✧

Himejima Gyomei ✧

Tokito Muichiro

Kocho Shinobu

Rengoku Kyojuro ✧

Uzui Tengen

🄳🄴🄼🄾🄽 🅂🄻🄰🅈🄴🅁🅂

Tsuyuri Kanao

Kamado Tanjiro ✧

Agatsuma Zenitsu

Hashibira Inosuke

Shinazugawa Genya ✧✧✧✧✧

🄳🄴🄼🄾🄽🅂

Kamado Nezuko ✧✧

Kibutsuji Muzan

Tamayo

Yushiro

Kokushibo ✧✧

Doma

Akaza ✧✧✧

Gyutaro

Daki

Enmu

Rui ✧✧

🄾🅃🄷🄴🅁🅂

Sabito

Makomo

Hinatsuru ✧

Makio ✧

Suma ✧

Rengoku Senjuro ✧✧

These are some of my rules! Please make sure you read them before requesting and follow them!

No MinorxAdult, No Nsfw for any characters beside the Hashira and few demons (No Nezuko, Daki, Gyutaro, Yushiro, etc. the ones that are 'children' if you get what I mean), No sexualizing any of the minors (especially Senjuro and Nezuko!! This also includes Rui, Daki, Gyutaro, etc.), No noncon, nothing thats not consensual

I will do Platonic stuff, Romantic stuff, child reader, male reader, female reader, gn reader, demon reader, immortal reader, heartless reader, character-based reader etc. I love myself a villainous, no mercy or morals reader, as said before I will do Nsfw, but only for the Hashiras and few demons, I will do gore, self h/rm, talks of r/pe but not doing it of course, suic/de, major character death, angst, fluff, etc.

I might add a few ocs here and there, so if you'd like to know about them just ask!

There's a lot I will do but if youre not sure then just ask!

Thats about it, I will add more if something comes up!

Enjoy my Lovelies <3

#demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x female reader #demon slayer x gender neutral reader #demon slayer x male reader #kny headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kny x you

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deadblog69420 · 3 years ago

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hello 🖐🏻 may I request nsfw alphabet of Tanjiro for letter A, C, I, K, M and S ? Thx youuu

Of course you may my lovely bestie 💅

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Precious boy wants you to be as comfortable as possible after y’all did the do. If you need anything he’ll be sure to get it for you. He’ll start a shower to wash yourselves and, if you want to, would start a warm bath afterwards. Lots of praise and head pats~

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

His cum would taste so good in my opinion

👁👅👁 yummy yummy cum taste gud mmm

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very intimate with you, wants you to know how much you mean to him 👁💋👁 but will be slightly more rough if you ask him to or if he’s had a rough day.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise this boy pls, compliment him on everything he’s doing. It makes him feel good and he’s so happy that you feel good too :)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You have to be a little more forward because he doesn’t want to think he took it the wrong way if that makes sense 💀 for example if you bend over seductively(?) he wouldn’t think you meant anything by it and would look away with a small blush on his face. But if you do things like rub against him then he’ll get the idea.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

A few rounds, maybe like 3-4 depending on how exhausted he is from missions. It also depends on how rough y’all were as well. If it’s rough then he might only last for maybee 3 idk lol

I’m so sorry for the longest wait in eternity but I just didn’t have the energy to use my brain during that time so-

#demon slayer #kny #anime #art #drawing #oc #ocs #kny x reader #demon slayer oc #kao x female reader #kamado tanjiro x y/n #kamado tanjiro x reader

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mythixly · 3 years ago

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Welcome To Wisteria Café, What Would You Like To Order?

Menu Rules:

When ordering please be specific about you’re order.

I’ll only serve for three characters.

Choose the characters you REALLY want to have.

I have the right to turn down a request if I’m not interested in it.

Characters I will write for:

Kamaboko Squad:

Tanjiro Kamado

Nezuko Kamado

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Inosuke Hashibira

Genya Shinazugawa

Kanao Tsuyuri

Hashira/Pillars

Giyuu Tomioka

Shinobu Kocho

Kyojuro Rengoku

Tengen Uzui + The Wives

Mitsuri Kanroji

Gyomei Himejima

Muichiro Tokito

Obanai Iguro

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Yoriichi Tsugikuni

Swordsmith Village:

Hotaru Hagenezuka

Demons:

Muzan Kibutsuji

Kokushibo/Michikatsu Tsugikuni

Douma

Akaza

Daki/Ume Shabana

Gyutaro Shabana

Reader’s Gender:

The reader will be a female. I am very sorry boys, but I am a girl myself and that is what I am comfortable with. I am also sorry to those who are non-binary, transgender and genderfluid.

What I will write:

Fluff

Angst

Yandere

Comfort

Platonic

Reader being a family member to the character

Child!Reader

What I will not write:

Smut

Incest

Pedophilia if the reader is a child

Character x Character

AU’s ( Modern AU is allowed)

Character x Oc

Poly relationship ( For example: Character x Character x Reader)

Thank you for Ordering At Wisteria Café, Come Back Again!

#Demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #Kimetsu no Yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #Uppermoon x reader

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lonely-layla · 2 years ago

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✩ 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕖 / 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 ✩

𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

Read this before requesting to prevent confusion if I deny

Name: Layla any pronouns(genderfluid)

✩Content under cut ✩

Hello there! I’m Layla! This is an information post about requests and what you are able to do. Let’s get to it<3

『 𝕋𝕪𝕡𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥: 』

LGBTQ! characters/readers(being part of the community myself I have no problem with it<3)

POC! reader(I am a person of color myself <3)

Chubby/plus sized!reader(also me <3)

Female/male/gender neutral!reader

NSFW(my forte)

Fluff(I love comfort posts)

Angst(I’m not good at it but I’ll try)

『 𝕥𝕪𝕡𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕗 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥: 』

R4pe

Pedophilia/child porn(if the character is aged up then it’s okay)

Incest / Stepcest / Pseudo-cest

Trans Male/ Trans Female (I am not trans and I don’t know how it feels. I don’t want to offend anyone by spreading misinformation about how it works)

Vomit/ Piss/ Scat (wtf-weirdos…)

Characters x OCs

Reader with disabilities(I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable or spread misinformation about it.)

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.───

✩ 『 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕞𝕤 𝕀’𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 』 ✩

My hero acedemia

Demon slayer

Danganronpa (all except ultra despair girls)

Haikyuu! (I’m just starting it so I might not know some characters)

Genshin Impact(only some characters lol)

Yandere Simulator

✩ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 absolutely 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 ✩

Any characters that are not on the lists I will write about unless stated otherwise

Class 1 A: izuku midorya, Katsuki Bakgou, Shoto todoroki, Denki Kaminari, Momo yaoyorozu, Mina Ashido, Kyoka jirou, Hanta Sero, Tenya Iida, ocho uraraka,eijiro kirishima

Class 1B: Neito Monoma, Hitoshi Shinsou

Pro hero’s: Shouta aizawa, Keigo takami(hawks) mirko, ms joke, midnight, mt lady

Villains: Touya todoroki(dabi)

Extra characters: Mirio togata, tamaki amajiki

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Kamaboko squad: tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, inosuke hashibira

Hashira: rengoku, giyu tomioka, gyomei himejima, Sanemi shinazugawa,mitsuri kanroji, Tengen Uzui (and his wives ofc)

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Trigger happy havoc: mondo Owada, Leon kuwata, aoi asahina, Byakuya Togami, Celestia Ludenburg, yasuhiro hagkure, sayoko maizono

Goodbye despair: nagito komaeda, Hajime hinata,ibuki mioda, Gundham Tanaka, Akane owari, Milan tsmiki, Sonia nevermind

Killing harmony: Rantaro Amami, shuichi saihara, Miu iruma,Kiibo, Tenko chabashira, maki harukawa, Gonta gakuhara

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(I’m just started watching this anime so sorry if there aren’t a lot of characters to chose from)

Karasuno: Shoyo hinata, Tobio kageyama, kei tsukishima, yuu nishinoya,ryunosuke tanaka

Nekoma: kuroo tetsuro, Kenna kozume

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Genshin Impact: Keaya Alberich, Childe Tartaglia, shikanoin heizou, Aether, Zhongli, Dilluc

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Yandere Simulator: Budo Masuta, Umeji kizuguchi, Shoku Tsuburaya, Osaka Najimi, most 1980’s characters

✩ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 ✩

Class 1 A: Rikado Sato, koji koda, Fumikage tokoyami,Mashirao ojiro, Mezou shoji, Tooru hagakure, minoru mineta, Tsuyu asui, yuga aoyama

Pro heroes: all might, present mic, endeavor, Mickey Mouse lookin ahh principal

Villains: kurogiri, Himiko toga, twice, tomura shigaraki, all for one, the ficking lizard dude

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Kamaboko squad: nezuko(sorry my soul just can’t)

Hashira: iguro obonai, shinobu kocho

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Trigger happy havoc:NO MONOKUMA,toko fukawa(or genocide syo),Sakura ogami, kyoko kirigiri, makoto naegi, Hifumi yamada, chihiro fujisaki, Sayaka Maizono, kyotaka ishimaru,

Goodbye despair: NO MONOMI, teruteru hanamura, l nekomaru nidai, Peko pekoyama, Byakuya Twogami, kazuichi soda, mahiru koizumi

Killing harmony: NO MONOKUBS, kokichi oma, Himiko yumeno, Angie yonaga,Korekiyo shinguji

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Yandere simulator: Gema taku, ayano aishi

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.───

#chubby reader #chubby!reader #plus size!reader #masterlist #genshin impact smut #plus size reader #mha #genshin impact #haikyuu #assassination classroom #my hero acedamia #demon slayer #danganronpa

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aritsukemo · 4 months ago

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Paradise | Chapter Three - Sabito and Makomo | KNY

Summary: Sakonji Urokodaki's grueling training begins!

Warnings: Nothing much. Tanjiro, Y/n, and Sumiko are in pain for the majority of this chapter.

A/N: Here's chapter three that's been sitting in my drafts for like two to three months now! This is my first time doing a first pov so I hope my lack of expertise doesn't show too much!😅 I'm going to re-remind everyone once the next chapter comes out, but chapter four will be posted alongside the first oc profile! You'll only be able to read it over on Wattpad, but I hope everyone goes to give it a quick read whenever I post it! :D

Tagging: @overluvsick, @nursedflowers, @jspidey5 + anyone who wants to be tagged! <3

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Third Person Pov

Crickets and other noisy bugs converse loudly during the night. Tanjiro sits at a small table, a singular lamp by his side as his soft hand holds a brush—which bristles already stained in ink and are coloring symbols into the once clean sheet. The brush glides across the page until it comes to an abrupt stop and goes back to the start, hovering over the next clean area of the paper. Tanjiro looks behind his shoulder. Nezuko sleeps peacefully on the futon behind him. Y/n sits propped up against the wall with one of her legs kicked up, her eyes closed, and silent snoring coming from her in steady breaths. Sumiko leans against her, also fast asleep.

Guess it's finally time to get some rest. After all, his first day of training begins tommorow.

Closing the book, the light shines on the book cover. It displays in big symbols and clean, black ink, "Journal" with his full name written in smaller characters below that. Tanjiro's hands leave the book at last after spending his final free day writing for hours without end..

First Person, Tanjiro's Pov

"The Demon Slayer Corps has around several hundred members. It's an organization unrecognized by the government, yet it has existed since ancient times and continue to hunt demons today. As for the one leading the Demon Slayer Crops, however, that remains a mystery."

"Demons. They mercilessly kill and feed on humans and their flesh. No one has a clue where or when they first appeared. Their physical prowess is remarkable. Wounds heal in the blink of an eye. Flesh is restored no matter what damage comes to it and limbs that are hacked off can easily regenerate. Some demons can shapeshift, others have otherwordly powers. The only ways to kill these heinous creatures are via sunlight or decapitation with a special sword."

"The Demon Slayers battle demons with their mortal bodies. Since they're only human, they're wounds are slow to heal, and once lost, their limbs never grow back! Even so, they continue to selflessly fight to protect other humans!" Those were the first words Mr. Urokodaki spoke to us when our training to become demon slayer swordmen first began. As he was explaining everything, I couldn't help but look at her from the corner of my eye.

Y/n's face hid everything from me like an iron wall. Her scent opened a window for me to peer into, but whenever it did, it always left me puzzled. It always contradicted her in some way and that fact worries me.

I want to ask her so many questions. About these contradicting feelings, about her past that she for some reason refuses to tell.. I want to have a heart to heart with her like a brother and sister would..

But now's not the time for questions. For now, I need to focus on becoming a demon slayer so that I can start finding a cure to turn Nezuko back into a human!

"I am a trainer. I literally train swordsmen," Urokodaki said to us that early morning, "There are many trainers like me all over Japan, and each of them train their pupils with their own regimen in their location."

"To join the Demon Slayer Corps, you must survive the Final Selection process held on Mt. Fujikasane. Whether or not you're eligible for Final Selection is up to me," He explained. I remember thinking at the time, "Simple enough."

How naive I was..

Starting today, I'm going to keep a journal for Nezuko.

I'm decending the mountain again today. I'm going to train my hardest so that I don't die during Final Selection!

After repeatedly descending the mountain, day after day, I'm starting to learn how to avoid most of the traps. I've become stronger and I'm even more adept at detecting scents than before. Even so..the traps are getting more and more difficult. At this point, I'm starting to believe he's actually trying to kill us! I nearly fell into a hidden pit of knives today..

Despite the increase in difficulty, I seem to be the only one struggling to keep up. Y/n and Sumiko have cleared the mountain a couple times without problems. At first, Sumiko would trigger traps left and right fearlessly and would just narrowly dodge them. She really worried me for a while, but after some scolding from Mr. Urokodaki, she started trying to dodge them at last. I'm relieved that he stepped in before she got seriously injured.

As for Y/n, she seems to be on a whole different level! She's quick on her feet—quicker than both me and Sumiko—and her natural senses manage to keep her from triggering most of the traps on the mountain. In only half a day, she had already managed to make it up and down the mountain three times! Seriously, how does she do that?

I run down the mountain as fast as I my legs can take me and leap over an oncoming rope. As soon as I planted my feet back onto the ground, a log comes swinging right at me! I barely dodged it and stumbled a bit. Because of that, I nearly triggered a trap..

Mr. Urokodaki's scent hits my nostrils and leads a clear trail to the next trap ahead. Knives fly from the trees and I find myself stopping to look. My heart skips as I swing my body out of the way, just bsrely dodging as the knives dig into the tree behind me.

My legs felt like jelly and I wobbled right into an obvious trap. I nearly twist my ankle catching myself before I fell completely into the hole—thank goodness for that, because under me were sharp knives, threatening to cut me open with even the slightest touch.

I gasped out in horror without realizing. But really, is a pit of knives really necessary?

As this was happening, Y/n and Sumiko shoot past me. Y/n is ahead, her face still like a stone as she hopped over ropes and other traps without so much as pausing for a breath. Sumiko mimcks her, taking wide leaps over everything until her foot steps down on her demise. A snap is heard and I suddenly see her dangling in the air by her foot.

"Ah, Sumiko!" I manage to maneuver myself out of the way of the hole and crawl to my feet. I jog up to my little sister in need only to realize that the rope was just out of my reach. Oh no.

In the end, I accidentally triggered a trap trying to help her down and got myself stuck as well. Mr. Urokodaki had to cut us down and we both got a scolding for our slip ups..

I made my descent down the mountain again today, sword in hand, but it really hampered my movements. I can't stop getting ensnared by traps! Sumiko seems to be having as much trouble as I am, if not worse. Her sense of balance has been thrown off entirely and she can't seem to dodge even the simplest of traps..

Y/n started only a few days before we did, but she's already gotten the hang of her sword. She truly is amazing!

I run down the mountain, large sword hanging heavy on my hip and Sumiko by my side, and we simultaneously hop over a rope tied low to the ground. Urokodaki watches us in silence, arms crossed. And, although I can't see his face because of the mask, I know he's judging our every move.

Each trap I hop over, Sumiko lags behind, just barely being able to mimick my movements. She leaps after me, but she doesn't make it high enough to avoid a rope. I hear intense ruffling along with a small yelp and look over my shoulder to see that Sumiko's gone and there's a large pit where she used to stand.

"Sumiko!" I find myself sliding to a stop, "Don't worry, I'll—" And then another snap echoes throughout the forest; a warning that I didn't process fast enough to heed. I fall back, but I wasn't even able to hit the ground before I'm snatched into the air..

We were kept stuck in our traps until Y/n finished her descent through the mountain. What makes things worse is that when Mr. Urokodaki cut me down, I fell right on my head..

I swing my sword today. Well, it's not just today. After descending the mountain, I, along with Y/n and Sumiko, swing our swords until our arms nearly fall off. We do this every day.

"Nine hundred ninety-one.. Nine hundred ninety-two..!" Numbers were shouted out in unison by all three of us as we stood side by side in a clearing at in the mountain. The evening glow shines down on us and our blades which causes them to gleam every time we swing downwards.

Every inch of my arm throbs with each tense of my muscles that are caused when I swing my sword. I've been clenching my teeth for so long that I'm scared they'll shatter if I don't ease up, but how am I supposed to do that? Even though they're beginning to numb over, my arms hurt so badly!

But at last, I can finally rest, "One thousand!" We all finally yell out, but immediately after we said that, Urokodaki gruffly follows up with his own shouting, "Five hundred more!" He told us.

And just as that demand reached my ears, I felt my tired soul completely shatter into pieces..

"Swords break easily," That's what he told us beforehand. Though it's strong vertically, it's weak horizontally, so you need to apply the force straight along the blade. The blade's direction and the direction in which you apply force must be exactly the same. And that's when Urokodaki added, "If you ever damage the blade, in other words, break it, I'll snap your bones as well," in a very threatening tone of voice. Just thinking about it, makes me nervous all over again..

Today, we did nothing but fall. We started training to break our falls and get up quickly from any position.

We wield our swords, charging at Mr. Urokodaki, really trying to kill him. In contrast, Mr. Urokodaki is bare-handed and unarmed. Even so, he's ridiculously powerful! He flings me away and I roll on the ground every time..

Even someone like Y/n seems to struggle when up against Mr. Urokodaki. She starts off good, getting up faster than me and Sumiko and manages to get a few swings in. None of them ever hit him, however, and in the end, she's always flung away just like me.

Sumiko seems to have it the worse since she tends to charge at him with the intent on fighting bare-handed. Her sword gets in her way and she's always flipped or tossed away quicker than either of us. Every time it happens, my heart skips a beat thinking she'll accidentally land on her sword and hurt herself..

We stand before Mr. Urokodaki, swords in hand. I merely blink and in an instant, my world is flipped upside down! ..Literally. Before I even had the time to process that my feet were no longer planted on the ground, my face was already sliding against the gravel and my nose was already being invaded by the strong, muddy smell of the dirt that I had begun to grow used to.

As I crack my eyes open again, I spot Y/n running towards Mr. Urokodaki. She had already managed to regain her senses after the temprorary lapse and got up. How does she do that?

With her face scrunched in conentration, she charges forward and swings her blade when she's close enough. She immediately follows up with an upward slash attack after her intial strike misses. The movements of her swings are sharp, but I get the sense of aggression towards the tail end of every single strike. It's passive-aggressive which contrasts Mr. Urokodaki, who's movements are pretty lax as he dodges the majority of her swings by simply moving out of the way of her blade.

That relaxed air around his being leaves him for a mere moment as he goes on the offense. He suddenly charges forward and Y/n immediately raises her sword. She swings downwards with the intent of landing a singular strike, but he sidesteps her attack and I find myself having to tense and squint my eyes as to not miss Mr. Urokodaki's next movements. While she's still focused on her previous attack, Mr. Urokodaki steps behind her and lands a kick to the back of one of her knees which causes them to fold. She falls on one knee and Mr. Urokodaki waste no time in kicking her in the side and sending her tumbling away.

Both me and Sumiko get up at the same time, but I attack first. I run as fast as I can, mouth open and yelling as I hold my sword above my head..

And in less than a second, my view of the world was flipped upside down again and spinning like a wheel. I couldn't feel the ground anymore either which made it finally dawn on me what just happened; Mr. Urokodaki had flipped me into the air and the momentum of his throw had me rolling midair!

The revelation hits at the same time that I hit the ground. I land right on my chest which knocks the majority of the air outta my lungs in a loud gusp. Quickly after that, I hear light groans that signal Sumiko's defeat.

"Again!" I hear Mr. Urokodaki demand and I catch myself groaning softly as I peel myself off the gravel. I don't know how long I can take being tossed around like this..

Today, we learned breathing techniques and some forms. We'd get yelled at for not bracing our stomachs and clobbered to a plup..

"Total Concentration breathing?" I questioned, my head instinctively tilting to the side a little.

"That's right," Urokodaki said, "And I'm going to teach you three all ten of the Water Breathing forms."

"Remember to take a long breath so the oxygen flows into every cell in your body," He told us, "This will enhance your body's natural healing power, and both stabilize and energize your spirit."

"Relax your upper body.." He instructs and we do as he tells us to the best of our abilities, all of our shoulders' slumping, "..while bracing your lower half," I tense up my legs and feet. Y/n and Sumiko do the same.

"All right, now breathe!" My head tilts back, and at a turtle's pace, I suck in as much air as I can. I exhale just as slowly, my whole body slumping..and then, bam! My eyes shoot open as pain shoots through my entire body and spit is propelled from my mouth and shot out in all directions.

Mr. Urokodaki had smacked me in the stomach and it felt horrible!

To try and ease the pain, my body curls into itself. I'm hunched over, shaking with my arms wrapped around my stomach and my knees bending when I hear Mr. Urokodaki yell, "Wrong!" And I hear groans. I guess Y/n and Sumiko had met a smiliar, painful fate.

"Next! Forms!" Mr. Urokodaki shouts and we have no choice but to straighten back up. He didn't give us much to go off of, but I was determined and struck a pose anyways.

"Right! Like this?" I ask, "Wrong!" He yells. And so, I snap into a different pose.

"Like this?" I ask again only for him to repeat, "Wrong!" I change poses once again and promptly ignore the sideway looks of confusion, dissaproval, and embarrassment I get from my sisters—the latter two more apparent in the look Y/n gives me; the former one more accurately represented in Sumiko's dot-eyed expression—and yell out, "This?"

In an instant Mr. Urokodaki had popped me in the stomach once, then twice, then a third time, and unfortunately a fourth, fifth, and sixth which elicited a loud, whiny moan from me.

After that, he told us to become one with the water.

We stood fairly high up on one of the ledges near the mountain we descend every morning as a warm up. Before us was a large waterfall that was so noisy that we struggled to hear each other despite standing side by side with one another. It loudly flowed it's abundance of water down to the bottom, which I couldn't really see all that well due to the constant stream blending together and crashing down producing a light steam at the bottom from the sheer coldness of the water..

And then, our demise rings out in the form of Mr. Urokodaki's voice, "What are you waiting for? Get in there!" And we're suddenly kicked off. Off instinct, I try to run away from my fate, but all it does is prolong the inevitable until gravity finally hits me and I go falling along with Y/n and Sumiko.

My stomach flutters in an uneasy sorta way at the airy feeling of falling from such a high vantage point. I scream, going to call out for the first person that pops into my head, "Nezuko..!" I drawl until I finally hit the water with a loud splash!

After a moment of floating along the stream, we all manage to pick ourselves up and huddle under the waterfall. As the heavy water comes relentlessly crashing down onto us, we stay firmly planted with our hands mashed together as if we were praying.

"Nezuko..!" I find myself yelling, my voice being carried in the wind. Echoing and bouncing off the rushing waterfall, "I...! ..Am...! ..Water..!"

My constant yelling must've really irked Y/n, because after a while, she shouted at me, her voice strained but angry, "Could you..! Shut up..! ..For one second..?"

As of now, it's been six months since Nezuko was last awake. Mr. Urokodaki summoned a doctor right away and had him examine her, but he found nothing wrong.

But it's not normal for her to stay asleep like this.. I'm scared. Scared that one morning, I'll wake up to find her dead. Not a day goes by that I don't worry..

Sumiko had begun staying up later and later at night. I think she's also worried about that possibility and it's causing her to fear sleeping. I try to soothe her nerves as best I can, but I fail to do much.. At least she seems to be getting along with Mr. Urokodaki well. I sometimes catch them talking late at night when they assume everyone's asleep. I have no idea what their talks could be about, but soon after their late night talks began, Mr. Urokodaki had started supplying her with books. She tends to stay up all night reading them now and it got to the point where catching her fast asleep, face first in a book was a common sight we all saw of her in the mornings.

Whenever we talk about Nezuko, Y/n's face scrunches and she always says that it's only a matter of time. It upsets me badly to hear that she has no faith in Nezuko ever awaking up again, but now that I think on it, this is probably her way of coping with the situation herself. I think she's trying to be overly pessimistic in case of the worst happening so that she doesn't fall apart. Looking back on it, she acted like that for a while when dad's health started to decline and he was bedridden..

My descents are getting more dangerous and the air's even thinner since we've started descending from a higher point in the mountain. Time and time again, I think I might die, but at the same time, I've felt that, not just I, but all three of us have gotten stronger! Under Mr. Urokodaki's steady, stern guidance, we've all grown and I was sure at the time that we'd reach unspeakable heights with his help! ..And then it happened.. }

"As of today, I have nothing more to teach you. The rest is up to you!"

A year after we arrived at Mt. Sagiri, he told me that all of a sudden after I descended the mountain. I remember that initial feeling of surprise that struck me followed quickly by fear. After all, when he said that, it was just me there. I was the last out of the three of us to make it down the mountain. My first assumption was that this was some kind of punishment because of my own shortcomings, but then he told me to follow him. We walked for a long while—long enough for the air around us to grow colder and the snow to finally start falling—before we finally made it to a wide clearing with..a boulder in the center of it..

I found myself staring on in awe. Before me, was the largest boulder I had ever seen in my life. It was taller than both me and Mr. Urokodaki and wide to boot! That being said, it was surprising to see that a rope with long shide attached to it was wrapped all the way around it.

"If you can slice this boulder, I will allow you to enter Final Selection," Mr. Urokodaki said after a while of my gawking. Without blinking, my eyes glide over to look at him and I only move my head a little to gaze at him for a moment before my head slid back in place and my eyes found itself on the large rock again.

I found myself thinking, "Is a boulder, especially on so big..even capable of being sliced with a sword? ..I don't think I can.." I barely noticed it, but my hand had made it's way to wrap around my sheathed katana, just under the hilt, "My sword will snap, no question!"

During my silent distress, Mr. Urokodaki stayed just as silent. Without any advice or tips or instructions, he turned on his heel and began walking away from me, "Mr. Urokodaki, please wait! ..Mr. Urokodaki!" I called his name again and again, but he just kept walking without turning back or saying anything to acknowledge my calls, leaving me alone with the tough boulder and the soft snow falling around me..

After that, Mr. Urokodaki never taught me anything again. Not just me, he apparently did the same thing to Sumiko and Y/n, taking them to one of the many designated clearings in the mountain and giving them the same task before leaving. That thought comforted me a little knowing that I wasn't alone in this.

Every day after that, I practiced what Mr. Urokodaki taught us over and over by myself. I was able to go over the basics like holding my breath and flexibility without trouble thanks to the notes I'd written down in this journal. But, even after six months had passed, I still couldn't slice the boulder. I felt frustrated. I wasn't training hard enough and it showed every single day I failed..

But, just when the despair of the situation started to set in, he appeared..

A loud clank rang, echoing my failure throughout the area. I stood there with my sword laid against the boulder after having smacked my blade against the thick rock. My head hung low under the evening's bright, yellow glow and I huffed softly, unable to catch my breath.

"Am I hopeless?" The thought stained my mind like ink on paper. It spread, inviting similar thoughts into my head until it plagued my brain entirely.

"Have Y/n and Sumiko already sliced their boulders in half? Will they go on to become demon slayers without me?"

"Is Nezuko going to die without ever waking up?"

Those thoughts made me anxious which made it hard to shake them away easily. They were dark, like black paint and had smeared itself all over and made it hard to think of anything else aside from this heavy feeling that had already begun to sink to the bottom of my gut; that depressing feeling of self-dissatisfaction.

But I can't give up! I've spent all this time training! It can't all be for nothing! I won't allow it to all be for nothing! This is for Nezuko!

Using those small pebbles of determination, I clench my teeth, move my sword out of the way, and headbutt the boulder. All while yelling words of encouragement into the air.

"Keep working, Tanjiro!" I told myself, "You can do it! You have to!" And then landed another headbutt to the boulder. That seemed to anger it, because after that second headbutt, it screamed at me, "Shut up!"

..Wait, that wasn't the boulder. Looking up, my eyes immediately lock on a fox mask and I feel my brows scrunching from confusion. Sitting atop the boulder with his leg kicked up, was a kid seemingly around my age. His pink hair reminded me of a ripe peach and blended well with our surroundings, which were colored in orange and yellow to match the sky above. That said, his kimono top and calf leggings were covered in clashing, bright, yellow and green shapes that had me racking my brain from how familiar the pattern was.

"A man shouldn't whine. It's unseemly," His voice caught me off guard because of how much deeper it was compared to my own. However, it wasn't gruff like Mr. Urokodaki's and still held this certain smoothness of youth that kept me from thinking he was older than me.

His sudden appearance raised questions that temporarily shushed the loud, disheartening thoughts screaming and running amok in my head. There was no scent to him which formed some of my biggest questions. Never in my life have I never been able to catch the scent of someone. Never.

"No matter how much your suffer, a man should always bear it in silence," He got to his feet, and that finally made me take notice of the wooden sword in his hand, "That is, if you call yourself a man," And with that, he gracefully lept into the air. His plain, white haori raised, floating in the wind just like his hair. It distracted me, and because of that distraction, I wasn't able to process the shift in the air when he flipped. If it wasn't for my instincts, I would've also missed the raising of his wooden sword before it was brought down onto me with a sudden force.

His blade clanged against my metal hilt and before I was able to take in the fact that he was suddenly attacking me, the boy landed another attack on me. This time twisting to land a kick to my chin that had me flying back and landing on my head.

"Slow. Weak. Immature. None of those are qualities of a man," He said and I found myself growing angry. Not because of his petty insult, but because of the fact that he attacked me without reason.

"What are you doing?" I asked him only for him to mimic me and ask, "I'd like to know what you think you're doing."

"What do you mean? I'm training," I told him, but he replied with a mean, "Hardly."

"Now, how long do you plan to sit on your butt and not take a stance?" I don't know why, but when he said that, my body immediately moved. The authority in his tone was terrifyingly familiar so maybe that was the reason.

In so many ways..he reminds me of Mr. Urokodaki. I guess that's why my body jumped to do as he said.

He raises his hand and gestures me closer, "Come on. Come at me," He said, but I found myself hesitating.

"But I have a real sword and you don't! What if you get hurt?" The question made him pause. I thought that was because it finally dawned on him how crazy he sounded for suggesting me to attack him wih an actual sword, but that didn't seem to be the case. Instead, his shoulders—no, his entire body shook and he threw his head back, laughing as if I had said the funniest joke in the world.

"Well aren't you considerate! Thank you for worrying about me," He said, but the way he said it didn't sound the least bit grateful. He then said, "So, you think you're actually going to injure me?" And then he was suddenly in front of me. I stepped back on instinct with my blade raised halfway—a good move on my part, because he immediately brought his blade down on me and I was fast enough to meet him the rest of the way and block him.

He was strong. Even though he was fighting me with a wooden, practice sword, I still found my body shaking, quivering under the power he's putting against my actual sword. I remember it shocked me along with his next words, "Well, you have absolutely nothing to worry about!" He so confidently said to me, "I'm far more powerful than you! After all, I've already sliced my boulder!"

Those words echoed in my ears as they were slowly injested. He..sliced a boulder? The thought shocked me as much as it sparked hope in me. The fact that it's not impossible made a tiny weight lift off my heart.

But I had no time to dwell in that feeling, because the masked boy jumped into the air. As dust kicked up where he previously stood, I found my eyes closing—an almost deadly mistake. I was lucky enough that time to feel the shift in the wind. I turn at the last second, just fast enough to throw my sword up to block the boy's incoming attack from above. It didn't faze him at all. He jumped back and immediately jumped into the air again.

His speed was incredible. I could just barely catch the aftermath of his jumps as he zipped around me. I could only assume that he would touch the ground whenever he passed a tree because I could never catch him touching the ground. It was almost as if he was flying and it left me looking around like a chicken without its head.

Then suddenly, he was right beside me. I was able to see him at last, but him being right at my shoulder didn't process fast enough. In the end, all I had time to do was turn my head to look at him—with a look that probably told everything I was thinking in that moment—before the thunder of my first defeat was sounded and I was suddenly on the floor, my face and body stinging and shaking a little..

"You've learned nothing," He stood behind me, totally composed aside from his voice that sounded pretty upset, kinda like Urokodaki when he used to scold me for my mistakes, "You haven't mastered a single thing! Certainly not the breathing technique taught by Mr. Urokodaki; Total Concentration Breathing!"

That caught my attention most out of everything else he said. It made waves of confusion and surprise wash over me and temporarily redirected me from the pain he inflicted on me, "He knew Mr Urokodaki? The breathing technique too?" Were the questions that intially surfaced, but his identity is still on the top of my list of questions for him.

As I turned my body to face him and sat up, he continued, "All you did was memorize it as fact!" He lifts his sword and points it at me, "Your body has no clue what it needs to do!"

"Just what the hell were you doing for a whole year and a half?" The question rang out extra loud just as his sword clanged against my steel, "You need to slam it into your flesh!" He shouted as he broke away as did I only to immediately clash our blades again.

"More!" As he picked up speed, I tried to do the same, trying my hardest to replicate his movements. Thankfully, I was just fast enough that his blade met mine continuously instead of my battered skin, "More!" I took the defensive, staying strong as he slammed and hammered his blade against mine in a quick succession, "More!" A particularly strong hit sends me back but I plant my feet into the ground and manage to still myself before he closes the distance and I was forced to go on the offensive once again, "So that you become the embodiment of what Mr. Urokodaki taught you!"

He sends me back again and I recover quick enough to watch him ready his next attack and swing it at me, all while screaming at me, "Pound it all into the marrow of your bones!"

"I'm trying!" I found myself crying out the next time our blades met, "Every single day! I'm trying with everything I got!"

"..But I'm not making any headway!" As my own words sunk in like a rock falling to the bottom of a lake, I found my voice slowly cracking apart just as my resolve has been these past six months, and I finally admitted aloud, "I just can't go any further!"

Despite that all he did was tell me as he lunged at me, "Don't 'try', just do it! If you're a man.." And then he quickly landed his attack on me, smacking me in the chest. I clench my teeth as the striking pain begun to spread and my feet left the ground for just a moment before they're forced back down as he harshly slammed his sword down onto my arm, "..If you call yourself a man!" And just as I raised my sword to attack him back, he spins and his sword hits my chest again, but at an angle this time.

"There's no other way to go but forward!" I stumbled back, my feet uncomfortably light which made me tip and sway in different directions. The boy followed after me as if he was chasing down a fleeing wild animal. Our blades clashed again and he shouted, "Bring it on!"

"Show me what you're capable of!" He swings at me, but this time I'm quick enough to completely jump out of the way. His words had an extra surge of adrenline shoot through me and I found my mouth falling open and letting out a loud scream of my own. No words, just a strong yell that came from the core of my chest—from the depths of my heart—where all my pent up frustration resided.

But then I miss my swing and my second defeat is sounded in an instant. It's painful, moreso physically as I watched his arm swing up and I felt his wooden sword collide with my chin. It was an extra powerful swing, one that had me flying several inches off the ground when it hit me. My entire jaw immediately numbed over in a desperate attempt to soothe the searing pain that shot through it and up my cheeks.

And then, suddenly all I could feel was that pain as my vision slowly faded. I had passed out, but what made matters worse was that I hadn't even hit the floor before everything went black..

The next time I opened my eyes, I was met with the sight of the crescent moon peaking through cracks made by thin clouds. All the pain in my face had dulled aside from my chin which stung like a bad bee sting. Everything around me had a blue-tinted screen over it that matched sky, signalling that nighttime had arrived. My eyes widen at the realization.

"Are you alright?" A voice asked. It was soothing to my ears, kinda like putting a cool cloth on a bad bruise. It was nothing like his voice.

I shot up, immediately turning my head to be met face to face with eyes that match the night sky above. Despite her sudden presence, the only question I asked her was, "Did you see that?" She tilted her head, signalling to me her confusion but I continued regardless, my eyes blown wide.

"That was an incredible blow! Not a single bit of unwasted motion! It was beautiful!" I praised. It really was amazing and my words could hardly explain it in a way that gave it proper justice which is probably why I started moving my hands and shaking my head to further exaggerate my point.

Now that I look back on that moment, I probably looked really silly to her.

"I want to become a swordsman like that!" I exclaimed and then I asked her, "Do you think I can become like him?" And I watch as her lips widen into a smile. One without a hint of underlying doubt or hidden skepticism. It was a completely pure and trusting smile that she gave me as she spoke in a soft voice.

"I'm sure you can..since I'll be looking after you from now on," She told me. And it was only then, when her thick eyelashes fluttered and her eyes closed, and that pure, trusting smile of hers widened that I realized just how pretty the girl before me was..

But who was she? It was then that it dawned on me that I didn't even ask. And so, with my cheeks tingly and warm and my heavy jaw having my bottom lip hung low, I mumbled out, "Who are you?"

That night, she told me her name, Makomo, as well the name of the boy I sparred with, Sabito.

Makomo points out the defects in my style. Throughout countless days, she corrected my unnecessary movements and my bad habits.. I found myself wondering, why? Why is she doing this for me? Where did she come from? I once asked her, but she didn't tell me anything. Something in me refrained me from asking the others about her or Sabito..

Speaking of which, Makomo often said, "We love Mr. Urokodaki very much." It was her favorite phrase. She said that Sabito and her weren't siblings and that Mr. Urokodaki raised them after they'd been orphaned.

"They're other children besides us. They're always around, watching you, Tanjiro," was something she said to me once. You see, I've come to realize that Makomo is a bit of a strange girl. Her way of speaking is abstract and dreamy and she says things in a weird way..

"See, Total Concentration Breathing accelerates your blood circulation and your heart rate. That causes your temperature to shoot up and makes you strong like a demon despite still being human," She explained, "You expand your lungs and bring lots of air into your blood and when it gets excited, your bones and muscles scurry to heat up and grow stronger!"

"..Huh?" Was all I could say, my face twisted into a puzzled expression. Maybe it was the words she used to explain it, but I didn't understand the majority of what she said. And so, I asked her, "How can I do that?"

And she looked at me with that kind, angelic smile and told me in the nicest voice ever, "Train to death. At the end of the day, I don't think there's anything else you can do."

I swung my sword over and over so hard until my arms and legs felt like they were going to fall off.. Until my lungs were ready to burst into flames, I did that for so long..but even then, I just couldn't beat Sabito.

I would train hard under Makomo's gentle guidance until it felt like I was going to just kneel over and die on the spot, but he still always got the better of me. It was only until six months later, and six months after Y/n cut her boulder, when the snow coated every speck of grass and every wilting tree in sight..

I stood before Sabito once again. The sun was out, but you wouldn't be able to tell by looking due to the thick clouds that covered it and made snow fall in all ways and directions. The wind was icy against my dirtied skin—colder than when I first stood before him and the boulder—but I didn't flinch even when it blew so strong that my hair flailed it's grown out lengths wildly.

When I challenged him that day, Sabito was wielding a real sword..

"After six months, finally, you have the look of a man," I watched his movements as he gripped the scabbard and used his other hand to grab ahold of the hilt. The eerie sound of the steel sliding out didn't scare me and neither did the sight of his blade gleaming under the dim lighting as it was pulled out and pointed at me.

I had long pulled my sword from it's scabbard and gotten into my stance, my brows creasing downwards and scrunched into my dirt-covered skin, "Today's the day I win!"

The head-on battle was simple. Who ever was stronger and faster wins.

My mouth opens as wide as a small crack—just wide enough for air to enter my mouth. Slowly, I breathe in. My chest steadily rises as my lungs swell with air. I then close my mouth, my grip tightening on the hilt of my katana..and dash forward at the same time Sabito does.

The battle was over in an instant..

We immediately found ourselves closing the gap. Both of our swords were raised the entire time, and it was in that fraction of a second that I swung down with all my might..

On that day, in that moment, for the first time, my blade reached Sabito first.

With a hollow clack, his mask split and fell on either side of him, suspended on the sides of his neck by that thick, red rope that was tied to it. His face..didn't match anything I had pictured originally. His eyes were a foggy purple and gentle like the falling snow around us. It contrasted that peach pink hair of his which barely covered the sides of his face so I saw that large, spiky scar that hiked up at an angle and covered the majority of his otherwise smooth skin. And his smile.. That smile that he gave me as his brows scrunched together..was so full of relief.

That moment I won, Sabito smiled. It seemed like a sad smile to me at the time, but looking back on it, it seemed more proud and reassuring than somber..

"Tanjiro.." I was so encaptured by him and that smile of his that it took Makomo's gentle voice to pull me back down to earth which, seemed much foggier than when I left it a mere moment ago. I find myself blinking, as if what I was seeing was an illusion or hallucination, but the thick fog never disappeared.

"You did great," Her praise is what made me finally turn my head her way. Her body was steadily disappearing in the fog and I found myself looking on in silence, at a loss for words for what I was witnessing..

The next thing I knew, Sabito and Makomo were gone..

"Don't forget what you just did and win against them, okay? Beat that guy too," And she was gone, disappearing into the shrouding fog as if she was never there to begin with..

..And my sword, which I was sure had slashed Sabito's mask..

I turn my head back, but Sabito was gone too. Leaving me to gaze at the thick fog and watching as it slowly cleared away into nothing. Sabito and Makomo were still nowhere to be found, but that wasn't what made my eyes widen. What made my eyes grow wide like a bug's was the fact that I was gazing through a rocky opening just narrow enough that only my blade could slip through.

..had sliced the boulder in half.

Y/n Kamado | *Arms crossed* So, you actually managed to do it..

Tanjiro Kamado | *Smiles with hands on his hips* Yeah! I was shocked, too! I never imagined I'd be able to cut a boulder like that! I couldn't have done it without Sabito and Makomo. I can't thank them enough.

Y/n Kamado | ..Who are they?

Tanjiro Kamado | *Speechless by his own slip up*

Y/n Kamado | ..Well? Who are—

Tanjiro Kamado | *Panicked* Uh- Now, It's time for a Taisho Era Secret!

Y/n Kamado | Wait, you haven't answered my—

Tanjiro Kamado | *Leans in and whispers* Why does Mr. Urokodaki wear a mask? I heard that's because demons used to make fun of him for looking too kind.

Y/n Kamado | *Visibly irked* Hey! Don't ignore me! Answer—!

Tanjiro Kamado | Everyone, we'll continue working hard to find a cure for Nezuko! And Ms. Ari, I hope that you make a full recovery soon!

Y/n Kamado | Who the hell is that? And who are you talking to—

Tanjiro Kamado | Next time, chapter four, "Final Selection"! Bye everyone! *Runs away*

Y/n Kamado | Tanjiro..! Get your ass back here and answer me! *Runs after him*

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

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Why aren't you scared of me?

Assassin reader x Tanjiro

Reader's pronounce: female (she/her)

(Y/n) is part of team that calls themselves the "light foxes". They promised to the people of their country that they will punish every criminal on earth, for the name for their God. But all they do is condemns and suspects kids, man and women, for crimes they never did. After that they kill them. In front of the sun. (Y/n) had enough. She can't see the inosent peoples dying faces anymore. So she turn against her own kind. She is no longer a light fox. No, no, she is the shadow, that drowns the light, the wolf that kills the foxes. It's been exactly 3 years she killed everyone of them. And now she wonders the land of Japan. Hunting down demons fun. She is almost at the point to became a hashira herself. But would she be able to keep herself under control?

Warning

This series will contain: Violence, Gore, dark themes, Reader has blood lust, Reader has no control over herself, Psycho/Yandere like behavior, Stalking

If you're uncomfortable or sensitive any of them above, please search for a nother blog or read this series with your own risk. You've been warned.

Editing T-cat is here

I think this came out to be a shorter chapter than i thought it will.... I also wanted to add my own oc to this story and if you guys would like to, i can write a story fo them to! Anyways i hope everyone is doing well and have a great day!

Editing T-cat is out

Chapter 3

"I'm Kamado Tanjiro" he said. "You should lay down and take a rest your wounds seems deep" he taked on step close to you, you let go of the thread of the bow and put it in the air. "No need. I'll be fine." you put your hand back to your bow's.

"Treat his wounds first, it seems like it's been there for a while now, it may get infected." Tanjiro blinked once and he turned to the kid with the drum "Right!" he said and then there he was, treating the little kid's wounds while you looked out of the door. Just in case you walked to it and you leand against the wall, and looked out.

"Alright. All finished." He said. "Doesn't hurt anymore right?" he asked while you made sure noone was coming. "yes..." Answered the boy. You made your attention hallway towards the three. "Can you tell me what happened here?" silence. The boy fell silent for a minute.

"I was taken by that monster and... And... It wanted to eat me. And the another monster came out of nowhere." you lifted your head down, the grip on the bow tightens. It's okay (Y/n).. Don't loose your cool, you ganna kill them anyway. "They... started to try and kill each other. I think they were deciding on Who gets to eat me." you were dead sure you ganna kill everyone here.

"And... And then, that monster with a drum growing out of its body, after that monster was taken out by the others, the drum fell out. Beating it causes the rooms to change, so.... I've been using it up until now."

You sighed. Nothing in the hallway yet. You tuned your head back to the tree other person in the room with you. You can't help but let memories rush through your head. You remember the afully hard trainings, the selection that only you survived.

There were 300 of children. The purpose of the selection was to survive winter, and the rules was simple to: team up is allowed, killing each other is allowed. You remember how the count down, you remember watching your friends, dying, trying to kill you, suffering.

The selection was a pain. Literally hell. You managed to get out of there alive, was pure luck. After that they wanted to control you like a puppet, you were the most talented and the strongest Light Fox ever seen. They gave you high quality clothes, food, mask everything. Yet, you painted your uniform to black along with your mask, and turn against them.

You didn't wanted to being part of this cult, to let innocent people's blood stick to your hands, to your clothes. You didn't wanted to kill anyone but..... They would never listen to you.

"Impressive! You're both very strong!" Tanjiro's sudden voice brought you back to reality. "We'll be going now." you taked a look out of the door and saw the demon with the drums. You put your hand in front of Tanjiro and pulled him behind you, all though nobody was there to protect the kids, taked out an arrow.

"Shadow breathing," you pulled the thread of the bow backwards along with the arrow and pointing at the demon's head. "9th form:" your not ganna miss now "sniper" you let go of the thread and the arrow got shot in the air, and hit the demon's head. Sometimes the head blows up into pieces but this time it didn't.

The demon fell backwards with a loud thumb and slowly started to turn into dust. In the boys hand, the drum seems to disappear, and you turned your attention to Tanjiro behind you. Was he this pretty all this ti- snap out of it (Y/n) remeber, you aren't here to fall in love. Your were now glad that your mask covers your face so he can't see your flustered face.

"We should get out of here as soon as possible." you suggest looking at the two kids, then Tanjiro's voice was the thing you heard. "Right, we should get going."

You finally stepped outside of the mansion, the other behind you. Everything seemed so calm to you until.... "Pull out your sword and fight you cowardly weakling!!" you eyed the situation in front of you; a blond boy protecting a box, he is been beaten up by this.... Moron, with a board mask. You didn't think to much of it, before that guy could hit one more time, you were already there, rushing towards him, and drop kick him in the head.

He then hit the ground with a thump, and he was back up again on his feet. You were suprised a little, but not to much, it's not like you care if he dies or not. He tried to attack back, kick you in the head like you did, but you easily dodged, going backwards. He tried two more times before you activated one of your breathing style forms, and knock him out completely with a final kick.

As you did, you wanted to patch the blond up, but before you could walk up to him, pain rush through your chest from the wound you got, causing you to drop on your knees, and groan to the feeling of this sharp and sudden pain. You put an arm on your chest, when you felt somone approaching your aurora.

You didn't even looked up you just taked a looke at your hand that you put on your wound, your glove was soaked wet from your own blood, you must had stated to bleed again when you kicked the moron in the head for the first time, and you didn't notice it. Your head feels light, when you finally look up, you see Tanjiro rushing to you before, your vision get blurry and dark....

"How was your day (y/n)?" said Venator. They were the youngest coworkers you ever seen. And to be honest, she is the strongest. She has 8 dragons, and thank God only 3 of them are adults. "Nothing special, just watching exacutions, making sure noone will try to get to close, ect." you answered.

They put hand on your shoulder and then they tip-toe close to ears and wisper "You know i hate this place to, we think the same of the exacutions, when ever you think of a plan, just say it to me, and we can do it together."

Your eyes widen. They know? She then continued "We sgould get going they may get suspicious of our speach." then they stepped back and went out side, they only taked one step outside, but her baby dragons were already all over their body. Although Venator is only 11, they are right. You hated these exacutions, and they hated to, but how do they know?

You would lie if they were helping you to get everyone killed. Without their help, you could die on the spot.

You try to open your eyes, but the only thing you see is the sunlight, you groaned out in response and sit up. You checked if your mask was still on, for the love of God yes it was. You looked down to see your wound properly patched up, and the bleeding stopped to.

You looked over to that board masked, animal, but it was nowhere to be seen, instead it was now nagging Tanjiro. You stood up to walk closer to them. It seems like he noticed you being awake. He gave you a smile "You finally awake!"

"I am. Who are these two?" asked Tanjiro hoping at least he got the names of the boy and the wild animal next to you. "This is Zenitsu Agastama" he pointed at the blonde and then at he pointed at the board "and this is Inosuke Hashibira." He finished his sentence. Then he pointed at you, and continued. "We still don't know your name."

You almost forget to introduce yourself to the people. But you can't give your real name to them, can you? You are one of the most wanted person in your county alongside with Venator. "Oh! My name is (L/n) (Y/n)" you answered him. Than this... Zenitsu started clinging on your waist "(Y/n)-chan! Is so strong and i'm sure she is prettty to!" Disgust was writen all over the face of your under the mask. What does he think he is doing?

"PLEASE MARRY ME!!" you slowly started to reget saving this idiot. And thank god Tanjiro hit him on the back of the head, "Can't you see (y/n)-Chan is not comfortable with this type of action!?"

After this Tanjiro's crow aplit out a medicine patch that smell like wisteria, i guess it was for those kids not to get attacked in the future. We said our goodbye, and continued our journey. But, sometimes you just can't brush off the feeling that someone is watching you.

"What do you think Aestas? Our friend who we saved long time ago is now a demon slayer like us." Venator's voice rang as they petted their Aestas neck. He graned at it as they fly in circles and circles above the 4. Then Aestas let out a somewhat roar. "It's okay nobody will hurt us. I'll make sure noone finds out about you and your siblings existence"

#demon slayer #have a cup of tea! ^^#tanjiro x reader #demon slayer tanjiro #tanjiro x y/n #tanjiro x you #tanjiro kamado #tanjiro kny #assassin reader

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astoldbyaja · 3 months ago

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The Orisha and the Hashira Part 2 - Ch. 3

Normal PO- 2 weeks later – 4 weeks left

The crows cawed loudly.

“DANGER! EMERGENCY THE MANSION’S UNDER ATTACK!” the crows informed as all the Hashira rushed through the trees at great speed. The fear was drenched in all their eyes. The overwhelming panic coursed through their bodies.

Kyojuro was running swiftly, eyes filled with anger.

‘I won’t lose the master too!’

‘Gotta hurry!’ Sanemi thought.

Bambaataa was staring up at the night’s sky from his spot in the earth feeling the new source of energy that was here.

“She’s here.” he said standing up and moving to walk in the direction of the mansion.

Amane stared collectively at the woman who stood before the engawa. Her eyes were used to showing strength and coolness. However, her brow lightly twitched as she fought to preserve herself before the slim woman who who stood like a statue, wearing a purpose dress with gold bands around her hip, the shoulders sharp showing the long flowing cape around her body. Her hair was down in long flowing black locs with a single white strip going down the side of her hair.

The sounds of her metal bracelets bounced gently as she bounced young Kiriya in her hold with a gentle smile. The boy’s eyes were pale as he smiled up at the woman with praise and admiration.

“You have a lovely family, Amane.” Her voice was cool, her accent angelic. She was smiling at the boy whose eyes matched hers. White eyes looked up to meet her while Kiriya hummed softly holding onto her neck and nuzzling her as if she was her mother.

“It has been a long time, Ayomide. You have not aged a day.” she said with an inviting smile.

“No. It would appear I haven’t.” she said smiling at the child before slowly looking up to the woman, that motherly smile fading.

“LADY UBUYSHAKI!” Sanemi yelled and now all the Hashira were standing atop of the mansion roof tops, however, their eyes widened as Amane raised her hand to pause any attacks. All their eyes widened as they looked down at the strange woman holding their lord’s son.

“This energy, this presence is unlike anything I have ever sensed before.” Gyomei thought, his body tight, ready to draw his weapon and attack. Slowly Ayomide’s head moved to look up to her left at the flame Hashira. Kyojuro’s widened as he looked upon the woman who looked just like his fiancé.

Ayomide looked at Kyojuro for a moment before moving her eyes to look at Amane.

“Where is your husband?” she asked. Amane remained calm, still like a statue.

“His illness has is taking him, he draws weaker and weaker by the day, but he had a strong feeling you would come.” she said. Ayomide raised Kiriya up some and eyed his happy loving face before giving a sigh of disappointment.

“Pity. A man I once highly respected, raised almost from a young boy, is the reason for all the pain I feel.” she said gently smiling at the boy.

“My husband regrets that he cannot stand before you today.” she said. Ayomide could hear it in her voice, the slight struggle to remain calm.

“The Japanese always kept their feeling and emotions buried deep down. It was not your way to show feelings of pain or despair, or fear for a loved one.” She said softly, yet coldly.

“Hey lady! I don’t know who you are, but you had better release that boy right now or you’ll have to deal with all of us!” Sanemi threatened. Ayomide continued to bounce the boy as if he were a baby and slowly, she held him out and up a bit smiling at his giggling face, although the trance he was in made him feel as if he were with his family right now.

“I’ve birthed many babies, those that did not survive I reabsorbed into my body. I was pregnant all the time, birthing dead babies just to bring them back into me in hopes one would come out alive. My eldest was born and he was born strong in the dirt. When Ayo was born,” she continued which caught all the Hashira’s attention. “The currents of the water grabbed her so hard from my body, it tore the placenta right out of me, as if wanting to wash her away so that she would be one with the water forever, but I wouldn’t allow it. I ripped her from the water, her crying the only thing I cared about to tell me she was breathing. She was strong, how she suckled from my breast. She was mine, my baby daughter. More babies died after she was born, then Femi came, the one with the power to give new life. He was born on the battlefield amongst the fallen people. He soaked in their blood and absorbed their spirit, their blood spirit.”

Amane remained staring calmly. Mitsuri covered her mouth in pain as Shinobu eyed her comrades wondering if any of them would strike, but as Lady Ubuyshaiki’s hand was up no one moved. But she was worried, this Orisha’s power was heavy and thick. She was on a different level than the three Orisha she knew.

“And now I entrusted my children into the care of the Ubuyashiki family so a gift could be given, and in return my baby daughter and baby son are held captive by demons.” she said before placing Kiriya to her chest, his head resting on the spot beneath her neck. Amana’s eyes squinted knowing what the woman was doing.

“You’ve given birth to five children; I have given birth to only three who have lived. Do I have to absorb all of your children, so you know the pain I feel of losing MY children?” she asked, voice broken.

“Ayomide please,” Amane said, “your children, still alive, sacrificed themselves to save many.”

Ayomide smiled viciously as she looked at her.

“Sacrifice… that is all my people have ever known on this planet. I thought you were different. But you’re not. You’re all just humans who cannot find let alone defeat one demon!” she snarled holding Kiriya closer. Kyojuro could hear the pain in her voice, see the despair in her eyes. He could see the way she was holding the child that if she was truly meaning to absorb him into her body, she was going to do it right now. Amane’s hand was trembling as if she was preparing to let it drop, to let the Hashira attack. Kyojuro shook his head.

“No!” he called out and now everyone looked at him except for the two women who kept their eyes on each other. He jumped from the roof top.

“Kyojuro!” Tengen called, and the Hashira landed effortlessly on the ground, his crouch was perfect as he slowly stood up. Slowly Ayomide’s eyes turned to look at him.

“Ayomide… I am Kyojuro Rengoku, the Flame Hashira, and your daughter, Ayo’s… mate.” he introduced. Ayomide’s eyes flexed as she watched him. Her aggressive body language began to lighten just a bit.

“You… you are the man the universe sent to my daughter.” She said. Kyojuro nodded remaining in his position.

“I cannot begin to imagine the pain you feel in this moment! You are hurting. We are all hurting! We not only care about Ayo, but we care for Femi as well! But please, do not take your despair out on the ones you once called your allies! Your anger should rightfully be aimed at Muzan Kibutsuji, the demon who owned you and terrorized many of you!” he said. Ayomide’s eyes widened at his words. “I know it’s easy to go for the humans and call us weak. Your power is on another level I could never begin to fathom. We can’t beat you, none of us could even if you decide to absorb young Kiriya!”

Ayomide looked down at the boy whose eyes were closed as if he were asleep holding on to the woman. Kyojuro’s look of understanding slowly faded to one of anger.

“But if you hurt him, you hurt Ayo by becoming all of our enemies!” he said. Ayomide’s eyes widened even more as she looked at Kyojuro, his eyes showing a strength she had seen before, a very familiar feeling. Every step she took long ago was a step at gaining freedom for her husband and babies. She knew if she harmed any of the Ubuyashiki family members, then they would come after her, forcing her darling husband to retaliate quickly and swiftly wiping them all out. Giving Muzan exactly what he wants, his enemies annihilated.

“Tell me Kyojuro Rengoku… would you let the world fall into darkness if it meant my daughter would be safe?” she asked lowly. His body tensed his eyes showing raw emotions. He remembered when he was on his knees before Akaza, hole in his chest, eye crushed, preparing to meet his death when Ayo appeared like an angel to defend him. He remembers her strict tone as she claimed Akaza was her opponent and hers alone.

“I cannot speak for the future of the world, but I would give my life a thousand times over for her no questions asked!” he said. Amane looked at the flame Hashira a gentle smile showing on her lips. Ayomide stared at him for a moment looking down some.

“Do you agree with this human’s sentiment, my son?” she asked as Bambaataa walked through the gates calmly, hammer down to his side. He would never raise a weapon to his mother no matter the situation.

“I do Mother… do you really hold us in such low regard that you and Father would believe we would go through this plan without thinking?” he asked. Ayomide winced and looked at him as he approached.

“You three are my greatest contributions to this planet, my son. But no plan in this world have ever involved an Orisha being held by a demon, especially Muzan Kibutsuji!” she hissed. Bambaataa nodded.

“I know. But if you want him to dead, you have to let Ayo do this! We are warriors trained for this.” he said firmly. The elder Orisha looked up at her son, his firm glare resembling that of his father’s. She slowly looked at Kyojuro who was standing there with a cool gaze, waiting for her reaction. She then looked at the eyes of every Hashira.

Gyomei’s blind eyes still held the story.

“Everyone has seen me except for you.” Ayo said gently.

“I can hear you. Your voice is soft and trustworthy. I can smell you; your skin is fresh and reminds me of the warmth of the sun from the energy you give off. I could pick your voice out in a sea of roaring people. That is enough.” he replies.

“Gyomei, would it be alright for me to take your hand?”

“Oh of course.”

“May you be able to remember the feelings of my skin if we are ever in battle and you don’t know who to trust”

Sanemi’s eye’s held rage, but vulnerability as well.

“What’s the matter?” Ayo asked with worry.

“You ran into Kibutsuji because I wasn’t with you. I told you to wait for me in that damn town, not even thinking of what threats could be there. I’m happy you got away, but I feel so fucking weak I wasn’t there to have your back.” he said, voice trembling.

“Sanemi, you had my back the entire time. You fought those demons off when they came, due to my bleeding. You gave me time to escape.” Ayo said. He shook his head.

“I could have done more. I shouldn’t have gone ahead to kill the target demon.” he said through clenched teeth. Ayo smiled and grabbed his shoulders pulling him into a gentle embrace. His body tensed.

“But had you gone back for me, more people would have died, but because you hadn’t, no one died. I am alive and you are alive, and those villagers are alive. It’s alright.” she replied gently sharing a hug with the man.

Ayomide looked to Giyu seeing his daughter sparring with the boy, then she looked at Shinobu as they healed patients together and danced in the ways of her people, to Mitsuri as the two ate large portions of food together laughing happily, then to Obanai as he sat with Ayo and the two spoke about their childhoods, then to Muichiro to see his daughter learning to fly a paper plane with the boy, to even Tengen whose eyes showed the man proposing to his daughter and her brother immediately coming to her defense. Lastly, her eyes fell to Kyojuro who’s soul filled eyes shared the most memories, from the two fighting a demon together in snow, to him finally seeing Ayo without her mask. She’s even fighting a demon to defend the flame Hashira. She even saw a moment where his naked form laid her naked body down…

They all truly did care for her children.

Ayomide closed her eyes and gently looked down feeling the tears fall from her cheeks as she gently began to cry before looking at her son.

“I want my babies. I want you all to come home” she said, the pain evident in her tone. Bambaataa nodded, his eyes softening on her. After a few moments, the tears absorbed into her skin before she leaned back up and pushed her emotions down. She then looked at Amane who stared at her, this time, her arms down, but gently connected together in her kimono. Ayomide looked down at the sleeping Kiriya and before holding his body out to him. Amane wasted no time in approaching the woman and moving to take hold of her son. The other Hashira were all tense as they watched their lord’s wife approach. This woman still felt like a threat, her aura still heavy and dark.

Once Amane returned to the engawa, the doors slid open, and she disappeared inside. Ayomide looked at Bambaataa before looking at the group around her.

“I stand behind my husband’s decision. You have four weeks to present my daughter and my son or else we will solve your demon problem for you.” she said coldly, her eyes looking at Kyojuro and then her son. Bambaataa bowed his head in response before Ayomide’s left arm raised high into the sky creating a pink rift in the sky. Her body moved up into the air floating silently before disappearing inside the rift.

Bambaataa stared at the pink light as it vanished.

‘Ayo if you’re going to do something, please do it fast.’ he thought.

Ayo’s POV

The pool I was allowed to bathe in was still dead almost. My body hurts, but I took all the force and beatings my body would endure if it meant Femi would not have to feel pain. I couldn’t heal like I wanted, so my body was black and purple. Two weeks have passed and Muzan has been delighted with his ability to walk in the sun, if only for a few minutes with my blood. With my body in so much pain and distress my period has not come yet due to the conditions I was in. This environment was not a healthy one, so my body will not respond as if healthy.

“Why do you continue to resist?” I hear his low voice. I just remained sitting on the inner steps not saying anything. “This pain you are facing was avoidable.” I turn to see Muzan standing over me with a tilt of his head, emotionless eyes watching me. I didn’t respond and he tutted with his tongue.

“Your insides are hurting, aren’t they? Your vaginal walls are bruised, your anus is beyond damaged. But I can heal you right up. You’ve given me your blood, so why don’t I give you my blood I return. It’s the least I could do for helping me produce some good results with your blood.” he purred, and I just winced knowing what tasting his blood could do to me.

“No thank you.” I replied. I hear him chuckle before I feel his arms on my shoulders. The world around me seems to move, and I can feel my body standing and now I’m on the ground naked before the demon. He looked so amused.

“You are quite the stubborn one, but I fear you are in over your head here. It will not be long before you are pregnant with my child.” he said.

“Then I will be of no use to you.” I replied.

“On the contrary, your purpose as a woman will finally start as you will help raise our child.” he said stepping forward and placing a hand on my swollen bruised stomach. I hissed softly at the bruise he touched and the fact he stated my purpose being clearly to have children. “Together we will bring a new demon into this world and once your older brother joins, I will be unstoppable.”

He raised his hand to my cheek now and I winced at the pain, however, I felt the painful throbbing and bruises start to heal. My entire body felt so much better.

“It was never my intention to harm you in this way. Your mother would be furious with me.” he said gently. Okay that’s odd. It seems my mother has left her mark on many in Japan especially the demons. Now Muzan smiled almost genuinely.

“I must go back to the surface for a while. But don’t worry some of my upper moons jumped at the opportunity to keep you company. When I return, you and I can further have some alone time.” he said gently massaging the spot under my white streak of hair.

The walls moved all around me and before I knew it, a blue and white kimono was wrapping itself around my body fully dressing me. Muzan was gone and now I was on my feet in an open area. But a blue and white vase was the only thing in the middle of this room.

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Author's Notes

Ayomide was ready to just kill everybody at that mansion! She didn't care what the consequences were. XDntr

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fumikaze · 4 years ago

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⁀➷ fandoms:

⁀➷ toilet bound hanako-kun

⁀➷ demon slayer

⁀➷ my hero academia

⁀➷ not writing for:

⁀➷ pedophila

⁀➷ rape

⁀➷ incest/twincest

⁀➷ nsfw > putting it at rest. more likely start writing again for it

⁀➷ oc x character

⁀➷ character x character

⁀➷ writing for:

⁀➷ polyamory

⁀➷ lgbt

⁀➷ character x reader

⁀➷ angst / fluff

⁀➷ headcanons

⁀➷ drabbles

⁀➷ oneshots

⁀➷ male / female / genderneutral readers

boku no hero academia characters:

➳ midoryia izuku

➳ bakugou katsuki

➳ sero hanta

➳ kirishima ejirou

➳ kaminari denki

➳ tenya iida

➳ todoroki shoto

➳ ochako uraraka

➳ momo yaoyorozu

➳ jiro kyouka

➳ asui tsuya

➳ mina ashido

➳ big three

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➳ shouta aizawa

➳ nemuri kayama

➳ emi fukukado

➳ rumi usagiyama

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➳ dabi

➳ toga himiko

➳ shigaraki tomura

➳ keigo takami

➳ atsuhiro sako

toilet bound hanako-kun:

➳ amane yugi / hanako

➳ yashiro nene

➳ aoi akane [female]

➳ akane aoi [male]

➳ tsukasa yugi

➳ kou minamoto

➳ teru minamoto

➳ mitsuba sousuke

➳ sakura nanamine

➳ natsuhiko hyuuga

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➳ tsuchigomori

➳ yako

➳ mei shijima

demon slayer characters:

➳ tanjiro kamado

➳ nezuko kamado

➳ zenitsu agatsuma

➳ inosuke hashibira

➳ aoi kanzaki

➳ genya shinazugawa

➳ kanao tsuyuri

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➳ sanemi shinazugawa

➳ giyuu tomioka

➳ shinobu kocho

➳ kanae kocho

➳ rengoku kyojuro

➳ muichirou tokito

➳ mitsuri kanroji

➳ obanai Iguro

➳ tengen uzui + wives

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➳ tamayo

➳ yushiro

➳ muzan

➳ daki

side note

this is my new rules page, my requests are open. when requesting please be spacific with your request, the better it’ll come out.

polyamory. It doesn’t have to be a canon ship it can be anything, it could be your two favorite characters, it whatever.

yandere. yes I write for this

male / genderneutral. they’ll have to be requested, but more likely I’m going to start writing genderneutral or female.

manga. I’m caught up and all three of the fandoms. so whatever went down can be requested.

au. yes I write for those.

lime. yeah, this too.

I think that’s about it. hopefully.

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aritsukemo · 4 months ago

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Paradise | Chapter Two - Trainer Sakonji Urokodaki | KNY

Summary: After a terrifying encounter, Sakonji Urokodaki makes an appearance.

Warnings: Depictions of blood ahead! Decapitation ( A demon's head get kicked off ) so read with caution if this puts you off/makes you uncomfortable!

A/N: Decided that I'm going to post this story over on here too so here's chapter two! Feedback and comments are highly appreciated! <3

Tagging: @overluvsick, @nursedflowers, @jspidey5 + anyone else who wants to be tagged!

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Third Person Pov

"Excuse me. Would it be okay if I took that basket, straw, and some bamboo?" Tanjiro asked a farmer.

"Sure, feel free to have it," The farmer said, "But that basket's full of holes."

"That's alright. Here, I'll pay you for it," Tanjiro said, beginning to reach for the coins in his pocket when the farmer urges him to halt.

"No, that's all right. Like I said, the basket's full of holes," The farmer shakes his head, "You can have the bamboo and straw for free too."

"I'm still paying you!" Tanjiro shouts, an expression of unneeded determination playing on his face, much to the farmer's dismay.

"I said it's okay, you stubborn kid!" And just then, Tanjiro grabs the farmer's wrist and slams the coins down in his hand. The man yells out in pain.

"Please accept this, although it's just small change!" He shouts. He then grabs the basket, some straw and bamboo, and runs away, leaving the man to hold his stinging hand and writhe in pain.

"Thank you very much!"

"She really dug a hole.." Tanjiro mumbled under his breath at the sight of his sister peeking at him from where she sits in her self-dug hole, her brows creased from discomfort.

"Is she a mole now?"

"Don't be an idiot," Y/n butt in, "She's hiding from the sunlight," Upon hearing that, Tanjiro's brows knit together, his eyes wearing his sympathy for all to see. He then suddenly gets on his feet, yelling out a quick 'Hold on!' before turning back to the basket, straw, and bamboo.

"What do you plan to do with.." As Y/n watched Tanjiro work, her tongue fails her and the urge to finish her sentence dies. With quick movements, Tanjiro chops the bamboo and begins to twist and tie them around the basket, slowly covering each and every hole until the entire basket is covered in a bamboo pattern.

Once he puts the final touches of weaving the straw into basket straps, he gets up and walks past Y/n and into the cave where he kneels before Nezuko and presents her the basket.

"Do you think you can fit inside this? I want to keep moving during the day so I'll carry you in this," He says to her before pointing at the inside and speaking slowly, "..Can you fit? ..In here? The basket?"

After a moment passes, Nezuko finally crawls out of the hole and into the basket. Unfortunately, only her head can fit inside. The sight makes Tanjiro frown initially, but a smile soon replaces it.

"She's gotten so big.. Seems like yesterday that she was tiny," And then it clicks. Tanjiro gasps at his own realization befor speaking once again, "Hey, Nezuko. Remember how you became big like an adult earlier? Do you think you can do the opposite? Can you get smaller?"

Giving her encouraging pats on the back, Y/n stares at the sight with skepticism. To her, it's a miracle that she's even understanding what he's saying so quickly after transforming, but to further her surprise, Nezuko seems to listen. Grabbing onto the basket, she gets onto her knees and dips head first into the basket. The basket tilts uprigt and rocks and Tanjiro quickly grabs the edges to steady it, allowing the demon girl to slide the rest of her body in with ease and roll over so that she sits up in the basket, revealing her face which looks noticeably younger. Tanjiro beams in awe.

"Good job, Nezuko! I'm impressed!" He says as he pats her head. Y/n simply stares at the sight as she walks further into the cave and up to them, tossing him a large blanket. Tanjiro blinks at the blanket before looking up at her, confused.

"I got it from someone while you were gone. Tie it over the basket so that the sunlight can't reach her," She says. Tanjiro nods his head.

After doing as she instructed Tanjiro slides on the straps and stands to his feet, a small huff escaping him from the newfound weight on his back. He then nods to Y/n that he's ready and the two begin walking towards the cave's exit until..

"Hey," Tanjiro stops, looking back to see Y/n looking over her shoulder at Sumiko, who's sitting in silence past the hole and against the wall; the area farthest from the cave's exit where the blinding sunlight seeps in.

"What are you waiting for? If you expect me to carry you like I did before, don't. That was a one time thing. Get up," She says. But the girl doesn't budge from her spot, simply staring with furrowed brows.

Y/n grits her teeth, her eyes beginning to twitch a little as she turns on her heel. She walks, avoiding the hole, and leans down where she grabs Sumiko by the arm and roughly snatches her up, "I said..get up!" The younger girl tries to resist by twisting her body and flailing around, but all it ends up doing is make Y/n nearly rip her arm off dragging her.

"Try not to be so rough with her," Tanjiro says as he watches Y/n walk up and past him, "Sometimes rough treatment is needed. Especially when she's being unneccessarily..difficult!" And with that, Y/n tosses Sumiko out of the cave, ignorning the uncharacteristically loud cry she lets out as she rolls on the ground.

"Y/n! You're going too far!" Tanjiro runs past Y/n and up to Sumiko. He crouches on his knee, his touch as light as a feather's as he pulls her. His brows knit together as he takes note of her trembling body.

"Are you okay? You're shaking.. Did you hit your head?" Questions fly from Tanjiro's lips, but none of them get answered. He opens his mouth to ask more questions but as he finally catches a glimpse at Sumiko's face, every question he wants to ask slip from his brain. His eyes slowly widen.

Sumiko, who was known for her silent and absent nature, was staring down at her hands and panting loudly as if she'd just ran a marathon. Her eyes shoot upwards to look at the sky in a frenzy, her face looking as if she just dodged getting struck by lightning..

"Hey.." Tanjiro grips her shoulder, her reaction is intense; her body noticeably tensing as she looks at him. It only concerns the boy even more, "Are you alright?" He asks, but again, she doesn't answer and simply stares at him, her chest rising and falling at a fast rate.

"She's fine," Y/n says, yet her gaze lingers on her sister as she walks up to them, only looking away when she's makes up behind Tanjiro, "The next town is closer to the mountain so if we want somewhere more comfortable to sleep tonight, we need to leave now."

"But.." Tanjiro's words evaporate in his throat as Y/n gives him no time to argue and walks right past the two of them, "..Alright. Let's go, Sumiko.."

Standing to his feet, Tanjiro helps Sumiko up and then grabs her hand. Her reaction is less intense this time and she isn't practically flinching away from him like she was seconds ago. That's good, he thinks. He decides then to take one final glance down at her. When he does, he notices the way her bangs cast a shadow over her face, making her paled irises stand out more. The light reflecting off of them is dimmer, yet her flowery pupils shine strong. It makes him feel this slight stir in his chest; an almost sting feeling akin to unease. It leaves him confused, why is he feeling this way right now? Why does looking at her now feel off?

..Oh well, he doesn't have the time to dwell on it right now. Y/n's already so far ahead.

Giving the girl a gentle, reassuring squeeze to her hand, Tanjiro begins following after Y/n. He doesn't run after her despite the distance between them. Sumiko's still a little shaken so it would be best to take things slow for a while, he thinks.

"The sun's about to set. Are you sure you want to head up the mountain with all that luggage? And with your little sister as well.." A woman asked the group when they were about to past by her home. The evening skies shining on her gentle features as her child skipped up to her.

"We'll make sure to be careful," Tanjiro bows his head. Y/n does too, but bends less than Tanjiro does, "Thank you for the concern."

"..Try not to lose your way. People have gone missing up there lately!"

As the group hikes up the mountain in silence, the oldest two's minds keep drifting back to that conversation—well, Y/n's does more than Tanjiro. As the cicadas and crickets sing their tunes to welcome the dark, starless sky, feet patter in a rhythm against the rocky ground until they come to an abrupt stop.

"There's a temple over there," Tanjiro's the first to break the silence, "There's light leaking through, so someone must be there. Let's check it out," His eyes drift over to Nezuko, who left the basket soon after the sun disappeared from the sky and had been walking hand in hand with her older brother. He then glances over at Sumiko and Y/n, who were hand in hand and staring at him with skeptical looks, although, it was mainly the latter. Alas, before she can even open her mouth to speak, the painfully familiar scent of death strikes Tanjiro and his brows dip.

"I smell blood!" He immediately begins running, "This mountain path is pretty rough. Someone must've gotten hurt!" He says in a hurry, already making his way up the steps with Nezuko in tow.

"Hey! Tanjiro! Wait!" Y/n runs after him, "We don't know that for sure!" She runs up the stairs with Sumiko following closely behind her, now running down the stony path that leads to the temple, "You need to be more cautious!"

"But if someone really is injured, we gotta help them!" And with that, Tanjiro makes it up to the door and slides it open, "Are you alright?" He shouts only for his heart to drop when his eyes spot the man crouched over in the corner.

A gasp leaves his lips. Loud squelching vibrates throughout the small temple. Tanjiro's eyes widen and the basket slowly slides off his shoulders, hitting the ground with a soft thud. Y/n eyes the corpses stuffed in in the corner. One body bent and torn open, allowing the crimson to seep out and stain their clothes as well as the clothes of the others lying underneath them. The others are cut up in other ways, parts of flesh missing as the sickening noise of chomping paints a perfect picture of what happened.

"Eh? What the hell? This is my turf," The gruff mumbles are heard, but barely comprehended as the male responsible slowly turns his head, his dark green hair moving to reveal his angry, slitted eyes. His unnaturally paled, grayed skin that has been painted by the red blood of his victims, and his fangs that are so drenched in the same color to the point it drips from and down the corners of his mouth..

"If you break into my territory, I'll make ya' pay the price!" Tanjiro's eyes slowly look between the man-eating demon and the bodies behind him. Nezuko's eyes haven't left the corpses. The sight tantalizing her so much that drool drips from her muzzle like a faucet that has started to leak. The demon gives his stained fingers a lick, doing little to rid it of the blood due to the fact that his tongue is coated in the disgusting-smelling liquid. Y/n grits her teeth, the tips of her fingers beginning to tingle and the tips of her toes starting to shake. The urge to move being overriden by fear. Sumiko simply seems horrified by the sight before her.

"There's something off about you guys," The demon grumbles as he stood up, his muscular frame becoming all the more apparent. Tanjiro takes a step back, "Are all of ya' really human?"

Silence. As they stare each other down, it's as if the nighttime noises come to a halt. The singular candle light illuminating the dingy temple walls flickers. The fire disperses and darkness quickly seeps in. As it reaches the farthest depths of the temple and shrouds the corpses in darkness, the demon seems to disappear from sight.

A wind of warning blows and in an instant everything happens at once. Sumiko throws her body into her older sister and the two tilt out of the way just in time for the demon to go soaring at Tanjiro.

As the two fly back together, the boy moves quick. With a strong swing of his now uncovered hatchet, the demon's sent flying back with his neck sliced open and his blood spraying in every which way. Tanjiro lands, back sliding roughly into the stone path while as the demon swiftly recovers with a mid-air flip and lands on his feet.

As his hands comes up to catch the blood dripping from his throat, the temple demon lets out a guttural laugh, his eyes glancing upwards to look at Tanjiro, "A hatchet, huh? Not a bad choice, but a scratch like this should heal in no time!" And as those words leave his mouth in a throaty yell, the blood stops dripping and the wound closes, much to Tanjiro's horror.

Y/n sits up, realizing her sister's smaller arms are still caged around her waist. She looks back, surprise evident on her face. Sumiko stares over her shoulder at the demon, her flowery pupils nowehere to be found as she stares at the demon with a hardened, slitted gaze and gripping onto Y/n's clothes tightly, restricting the girl's movements. Nezuko stays glued in her spot, staring at the corpses in the temple with hungry eyes as drool continues to drip down her chin.

Slowly, Tanjiro sits up and readies his hatchet, but he's slammed down in an instant. The demon now towers over him, holding him down by neck whilst holding down his hand that holds his hatchet.

"He's fast and unbelievibly strong too!" Tanjiro thinks as the mocking grunt of the demon's voices forces it's way into his eardrums, "You won't get me twice!"The demon says before laughing again, "Now, I'm going to snap your neck!"

As his grip on Tanjiro's neck tightens even more, the boy grits his teeth as the air in his lungs slowly fades. Y/n grabs Sumiko's shoulder and attempts to push her off but to no avail. When did she get so strong? Or maybe Y/n's just hallucinating her strength so that she has an excuse not to move. Either way, the smaller girl clings to her with no intent on letting her go.

"Shit," Y/n mentally curses. Luckily, a certain demon answers her prayers. Finally snapping from her trance, Nezuko turns and runs around, meeting at a point where she then pulls back and kicks the demon's head clean off it's shoulders. The head goes speeding head into a tree where it collides with it and splatters it's blood on it.

Tanjiro stares at the sight, mouth agape as he looks up at the headless body above him. It falls onto him and Tanjiro immediately pushes it off of him with a frantic yell before looking up at his sister.

"She- She killed him!" Tanjiro thought, unbeknownst of the body twitching to life behind him, "Wait, he's a demon, so.." Slowly, the demon's body leans over, it's claws getting threateningly close to Tanjiro's head..

"Tanjiro!" Y/n finally finds the strength to push her sister off of her, "Watch—!" Before she can even get the words out, Nezuko kicks the demon's body away with her foot, causing it to go rolling into another tree a little away from them with a harsh thud.

"I don't believe this! Did he just move without a head?" Tanjiro thought, his face still displaying his surprise and fear. Y/n runs over to them, Sumiko following closely behind her. She passes by Nezuko and crouches down to inspect Tanjiro before looking over at Nezuko, her face furrowing at her.

"You bastards!" Everyone's attention snaps over in the direction of the voice. The head of the demon stares, angry and flashing his fanged teeth like a hostile animal as he speaks, "One of you is a demon after all? I knew you gave off a weird vibe!"

"Traitor! What's a demon doing teaming up with a bunch of humans?" He spat, Tanjiro looks at him as if he'd grown multiple heads, "He's actually talking!"

Suddenly, Sumiko spots the demon's body running towards them. As the body jumps into the air, twisting and twitching it's limbs in all kinds of freakish ways, she jumps to both move herself out of the way and to push Y/n away which causes the older girl to go tumbling into Tanjiro. As the force of the body's landing causes the dust to scattering wildly, Tanjiro loses sight of his sister momentarily before she comes fumbling out of the small dust storm.

Before she can collect herself, the demon swings at her. She throws her hands up to block the punch only for the body to grab her by the arms, "Nezuko!" Tanjiro cries, pushing Y/n up before reaching for his hatchet, "Stop it!" He shouts, standing and running towards the body with clumsy movements.

"Tanjiro, look out!" Y/n warns just in time for Tanjiro to spin around and block the demon's head, which had sprouted arms and leaped at him. The demon's head chomps down on the metal blade of the hatchet and grips Tanjiro by the shoulders where he digs his nails in.

Tanjiro grits his teeth, looking back to see his sister being kicked around. As he shouts her name again, Sumiko goes running to her rescue. The body roughly grabs Nezuko by the shoulder just as Sumiko jumps on it's back. She scratches and bites at it's skin, but it does little damage to the body and only makes it twists and flail widly.

"Dummy! Don't try to be the hero!" Y/n yells as she gets up and begins to run over to them whilst Nezuko smacks the demon's hand away and lands a kick to the body's side. Alas, it tanks the kick and grabs her ankle. It digs it's claws into the skin of her ankle before reaching back with it's other hand and grabbing Sumiko by the collar of her haori, tossing her away as if she weighed nothing. She goes hurdling into Y/n and the two go tumbling back and to the ground while Nezuko ends up getting thrown into the forest with the demon's body jumping after her.

"No!" Tanjiro yells, but his attention is diverted as the demon's head begins to wrap himself around Tanjiro's hatchet using it's hair, "What's the deal with this guy?" The demon's hair grows even more and slowly wraps around Tanjiro's wrist, "I don't have time for this. I gotta save Nezuko!"

Suddenly, Tanjiro grabs fistfuls of green strands and throws his head back, "Out of my way!" He yells. Slamming his head into the demon's with a force powerful enough to cause a large dent and his eyes twitch every which way.

"This kid.." Tanjiro grabs him by the hair again and yanks him in, "His head is..as hard as a rock!" With another painful headbutt, the demon is completely discombobulated. Tanjiro waste no time to grab the handle of his hatchet and toss it. The demon, still attached to the hatchet, goes spinning until the blade catches in a tree, prefectly trapping the head in place.

As the head grumbles incomprehensible words to himself, Tanjiro turns to Y/n and Sumiko, "I'm going after Nezuko, watch the head in case it tries to escape," Y/n opens her mouth to respond, but before she can get her words out, Tanjiro runs off. To her surprise, Sumiko gets up and runs after him.

"Sumiko! What do you think you're doing?" Y/n staggers to her feet. She glances over at the demon head and they lock eyes. She then turns back towards the forest and grits her teeth, "'Dammit.."

She runs after Sumiko and Tanjiro, her regret already beginning to build as she enters the dark forest..

"Nezuko! Where are you?" Panting and sweating, Tanjiro looks around in a frenzy, his eyes scanning everything left and right in a hast as he tries to spot his sister in the darkness. Nezuko's nowhere to be found. He decides to sprint further into the forest.

Weaving around trees and through bushes, he finally spots Nezuko and the demon's body in a clearing. He watches as the body kicks her to the ground and he immediately speeds up his pace.

"Nezuko!" He yells, before letting out a drawled out shout at the headless demon body, "Stop it..!" When he's finally close enough, Tanjiro tackles the demon. The force causes the two to go flying..right off the edge. As the ground disappears from under him, revealing the large drop below, Tanjiro's heart drops to his stomach.

As a yell falls from his lips, his descent is quickly cut short. Two hands reach to grab the back of his clothes and his body halts in it's descent to the bottom, leaving him dangling over the edge. The demon's body slips through Tanjiro's grasp and hurdles to the ground where it lands neck-first on the rocky floor. It jolts as if it's been struck by lightning and shivers before finally falling limp.

Tanjiro cranes his neck to look up at his savior and sees both Nezuko and Sumiko. The two together pull him up and he lets out breaths of relief just as Y/n arrives..

"What happened? Where's the demon's body?" She asks upon seeing Nezuko safe. Tanjiro, heart racing and still panting, says in a choked voice, "Down there.." He points over the edge and Y/n walks over and peers over, spotting the motionless body at the bottom.

"I almost fell over the edge myself if it weren't for Nezuko and Sumiko catching me," Tanjiro says. Y/n looks back at them, her eyes lingering on Sumiko, a feeling foreboding unease forming at the pit of her stomach..

"Is that so.."

Metal slides against wood as the small knife is pulled from it's scabbard. Tanjiro takes a small step forward, knife in hand and his dark, red eyes trained on the demon's head before him.

After the events that transpired on the cliff, everyone had returned to the temple. The demon was still suspended against the tree, unconscious. Y/n had made the suggestion to destroy it since it was too dangerous to leave it until sunrise. The person who took upon the heavy task however, was debatably the softest of the group; Tanjiro.

As he stands before the green-haired monster with the knife in hand, he seems hesitant. Teeth clenched as he takes the smallest steps towards the tree, "I wonder if there's tons of demons out there," He finds himself thinking.

"This demon doesn't have the same scent as the one who attacked my home, even so.." The rhythm of his chest as it rises and falls seems to pick up in pace and his haggard breaths seem to get louder with each passing second, "..Even so, I gotta finish it off. Otherwise, it'll attack and kill more people.."

Skeptical hues watch the boy heave and narrow at him when a few more seconds pass and nothing happens. At this rate, the sun will come up before he does anything. That wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing, but if it wakes up before that happens and manages to free itself..

"Let me do it," Y/n offers, beginning to outstretch her hand to him when Tanjiro immediately follows with rejection, "No! I- I can do this.."

Do it. Can he do this? His breathing gets quicker and shorter the more he thinks about, "I can do this. I gotta do this.. Do it," Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it. All he has to do is--

A rough hand grips his shoulder. Tanjiro shoulders tense upon contact. That hand didn't feel like any of the girls', he thinks. His breath hitching as he spin around to see—!

..A..goblin mask?

"You can't finish it off with that weapon," The masked man said, his voice grating and amplified by the depth of his voice, making it sound like a statue being dragged against concrete.

"I couldn't hear his footsteps at all.." Y/n stares at the masked man with wide eyes, too focused on her revelation to notice that her little sister had moved in front of her and Nezuko, her eyes narrowed and her arms outstretched in front of them as if to keep them separated from him.

"H- How can I finish him off?" Tanjiro dares to ask, jumping a little when the man suddenly raises his voice, "Don't ask me! You have a brain for a reason, don't you?" He tells him. Y/n was tempted to intervene. And she tries to do just that.

"Who—!" She begins only to immediate be silenced by the man's raised voice, "Don't get involved. He needs to figure this out himself," Y/n's focus had long shifted from the demon stuck to the tree. She was much more concerned with who this man was. Why did he seem so familiar? Has she seen that mask before?

Then Tanjiro suddenly walks away. She blinks and her eyes follow him, watching as he walks over to a nearby tree, grabs a rather large rock with both hands, and walks back over to them with the obvious intent of curshing the head completely.

But can he do it? As he stands before the demon's head again, he only manages to take a few steps towards it before freezing. He stares it down, cold sweat rolling down his face and damp brows scunching as his breathing slowly picks up again and his hands begin to tremble, "To crush his skull completely, I'd have to beat his head in multiple times. It'll hurt him a lot, he'll suffer greatly.. Isn't there any other way? Is it possible to kill him in one blow?" He bites his lip, eyes darkened with his rising guilt. The masked man watches in silence, taking in Tanjiro's scent..

"This kid isn't going to cut it. He's facing a demon who's likely killed hundreds, and yet, a scent of guilt clings to him. He shows empathy for even a demon. He isn't going to make it, Giyu.."

Suddenly, the demon regains consciousness. His eyes snap open, small pupils beginning to dart around. He looks down at his hands and then his body—or more like his lack of a lower body. Finally, he looks up and notices Tanjiro and he grits his teeth and swats at him, yelling, "You bastard, I'll kill ya'! I swear, when I get free, I'll devour ya'!"

As threat after threat falls from his toothy mouth, the morning rays begin to peak through the trees, stealing Tanjiro's attention completely as he turns his head to look a the sight of the sun rising in the horizen, "I faltered for too long.."

As the gentle rays slowly light up the area, the demon holds his arms up; a feeble attempt at protection that's quickly proven to be futile because as soon as those soft rays creep up and touch his paled, gray skin, it sets an intense fire to it that spreads all over in a blink of an eye. The demon lets out a painful screech and in an instant, he's gone. Cindered and burned to ash and swept away in the wind. Tanjiro drops the rock as his hand shoots up to cover his agape mouth, his eyes widening in horror.

"It only took that much sunlight? No wonder Nezuko's so terrified of it!" And just as that thought crossed his mind, he's finally forced back down to earth. He looks around, no ones standing behind him. Panic shoots through his veins. Where..

"Nezuko?" Is who he first calls out to, only to be met with terrifying silence, "Nezuko?" He calls again, this time more urgently as he slowly stumbles back before he turns and takes off in a full sprint. He runs over to the temple, leaps up the steps, where he's met with—!

..Nezuko's head peaking out from the bamboo basket, the thick blanket he used to cover her before being draped over her head, leaving only her scrunched brows and frowning eyes visible. Sumiko sits beside the basket, closest to the dark corner of the temple. A matching look of discomfort on her face. Her head propped up on her knees which are squeezed together and against her chest with her arms caged around her legs as if she was trying to shrink into herself.

Tanjiro's whole body relaxes. As if a pile of rocks had been lifted off his shoulders, his grin is lazy as a sense of ease overcomes him, "Thank goodness," He finds himself mumbling aloud. And it's only then, when his nervousness falls flat, that he remembers the masked man.

"I wonder where he disappeared to.." He finds himself walking down the wooden steps and over to the side of the hut. The masked man is there, kneeled over handmade graves of dirt. Y/n stands just a little behind him, although she's standing tall and her arms are crossed against her chest.

"So he buried the people who were killed.." Tanjiro walks closer, stopping besides Y/n who takes a glance at him before returning her eyes to the masked man who had begun to stand up.

"I'm Sakonji Urokodaki," He tells them, "I'm assuming you are the ones Giyu Tomioka sent my way."

"Yes! My name is Tanjiro Kamado!" Tanjiro exclaims. He gestures at Y/n, "This is my sister, Y/n!" His hand points left towards the hut, "Our sisters' names are Nezuko and.."

"Tanjiro," Urokodaki's sharp voice cuts his introduction short, "What will you do if your sister devours a human?" The questions flies at him, but he's unable to catch it in time. His eyes widen, so does Y/n's. They both watch him then spin on his heel and walk closer to them, unable to react before a firm smack is landed on Tanjiro's cheek.

If this were any other situation, Y/n would've flew to protect him, fussing up a storm. Alas, as she stares at Tanjiro, watching him raise his hand to his reddening cheek, she takes a small step back, her hands halfway up, not knowing whether to put them up to protect her face in case of a similar event happening to her or to stay at her sides and be ready to run at a moment's notice.

"Too slow! You're too slow at making decisions! That's why you failed to finish off that demon before daybreak!" He shouts, "Do you know why you couldn't answer my question right away?" He asks, "It's because your resolve is too weak!"

"There are two things you should do if your sister devours a human. Kill you sister, then you and everyone else you're traveling with must slit their own bellies and die! That's the gamble you're taking for traveling with your sister who's become a demon!"

"But that must never happen, no matter what! Your sister..taking the life of an innocent person.. That's the one thing that must never happen. Ever!" He turns away from him, "Do you understand what I'm saying?" The question flies at him and this time, Tanjiro's able to ctch it and respond with a resounding, "Yes!"

"All right then. Now, I'm going to test you to see if you're fit to become a member of the Demon Slayer Corps. Carry your sister on your back and follow me—!" Before he can completely finish his sentence, Y/n shouts out, "Me too!"

Both Tanjiro and Urokodaki turn to her, the latter noticing the conflicted look in her eyes quicker than the former, "..Test me too!" She tells the man, "I'll show you better than Tanjiro or anyone else that I'm worthy of becoming a demon slayer!"

"Huh?" Tanjiro stares at her, his eyes wide and sharpened by the shock of her words. Urokodaki's facial expression is unknown due to the red goblin-like mask he wears, "Very well then, grab your sisters and follow me."

The sun's rays were harsh and did nothing but intensify the burning heat in the air. Amidst this uncomfortable air, Tanjiro runs as fast as he can, lungs having long started burning in his chest and face drenched in sweat as he looks on in awe at Urokodaki, who was a ways ahead of him and seemed to be doing completely fine.

"He's so fast! How old is he anyways?" He thought to himself, feeling rather bewildered as he further thought, "And just like earlier, I can't hear his footsteps at all! How is that possible?"

His thoughts drifted, "Nezuko, I know this must be uncomfortable for you, but please be patient with me! ..Well, I suppose being patient was all you ever had," A scene begins to play in his mind. Nezuko sits on one of the floors of their home, her damaged kimono in hand, yet he remembers the kind smile on her face clearly..

"You're fixing your kimono again? I guess we'll have to buy you a new one," He remembers himself saying that to her only for her to immediately look back with a raised hand, "No, no! It's fine!" She told him cheerily, "This kimono is my favorite!"

"Besides, I'd rather use that money to get more food to fill our siblings' bellies!"

His heaving becomes just a tad bit worse and his haggard breaths leaving his lips in loud puffs. Tanjiro closes his eyes shut, eyes beginning to well with tears, "I swear to you Nezuko, I'll turn you back into a human. And when I do, I'll buy you a beautiful kimono!"

"I promise, everything I couldn't do for the others, I'll do it all for you!"

In that moment, a small gush of wind gently hits his clothes, and if they weren't already flailing in the wind, that sudden blow of wind would've probably blew his sleeve every which way. His eyes slowly open, his lashes flicking the tears along his waterline and the wind blowing them away and clearing the slight blur in his vision. He catches the sight of the backs of Y/n and Sumiko, the sight of the latter leaving him much more surprised than the former.

Y/n's eyes glance at her little sister where they narrow before their forced back to the road ahead of her. Sumiko doesn't seem to notice the stares from either of them. She seems to be in her own zone; and yet, she seems oddly focused. Her once dim, dead hues glinting with tiny orbs of life. It felt as if her eyes had been replaced altogether.

But no one said a word to her, too focused on not losing sight of the silent man ahead of them who seemed to be increasing the distance between them with every passing moment..

Sweat drips from Tanjiro's forehead and onto the gravel below. He's crouched over, hands on his knees as he pants, sucking in air and relishing in the feeling of it gradually filling his lungs. Sumiko is on the ground, leg kicked up as she also heaves in gusps of air. Y/n stands—a little more composed than the both of them—hands on her hips as her shoulders rise and fall in a steady motion, her panting quiet and controlled.

"N- Now, have I.. Have we.." Tanjiro couldn't barely get his words out from how much his lungs were burning from the torture they just endured. Every word that left him felt like burning fire in his throat and mouth, "..Did we..pass the test?"

Urokodaki—who seemed to be the only one not out of breath—took his time to reply as he neared a small hut and slid the front door open. He grabs a hold of the self-made handwrap on his head and yanks the cloth off in one fell swoop, revealing his short, sliver strands that hid underneath and the thick black band that's tied neatly at the back of his head, keeping his red mask in place.

"The test starts now," He said simply, "We'll be climbing a mountain." Tanjiro could feel his heart drop like a lump in his chest and his face forms into a look of dread. Sumiko, who still has sweat dripping down her face, slowly stands to her feet. Y/n simply looks on, her breathing stablized at this point.

After that, Urokodaki guided Tanjiro to lay Nezuko down in the hut, "I'll make sure to take care of your sister," He told him from where he stood at the door, "Both of them," He specified further. Yet, as those words left his lips, he felt a grip on his sleeve. He looks down and Sumiko's staring up at him, face hardened and her eyes filled with this unknown fire, it was certainly an odd sight that Y/n noticed.

"Hey," She called, "Don't get any funny ideas. You're staying here."

"N- No!" She couldn't believe it, neither could Tanjiro as he whipped his head around to look back where he locks eyes with her starry blues, "..What?" Was what ended up leaving Y/n's lips, her previous sentence having slipped from her mind before it could be said.

"I said, no!" Sumiko repeated loudly, a stark contrast to her actual voice which was soft and delicate, "I'm going too! I want to be a swordsman!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Y/n mumbled, her vexed-sounding voice raised by surprise, although it only made her sound like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. That fact is only proven further when her voice immediately shoots up and becomes more and more aggressive, "You could barely walk until a few weeks ago and you think you can become a swordsman? Give me a fucking—!"

"Very well," Urokodaki's guff voice cut her off smoothly, like flowing water swaying away a pointy rock, "Then the three of you, follow me," He turns on his heel and begins walking away, "Hey, wait!" Y/n yells after him, quickly following pursuit, "What the hell do you think you're doing, old man!"

Tanjiro stumbles to his feet and runs out the door, following after them, "Y/n! Don't be rude!"

Sumiko stands there for a moment, her eyes looking over and landing on Nezuko's sleeping form. The gaze of hers looked out of place on her usually calm face and her eyes seemed to tell so many unknown things, yet nothing at all. It was peculiar, but still held the fading sense of familiarity with how distant they looked. It was a forgone look that anyone would get lost in trying to figure out. Another moment passes, Sumiko turns and sprints out the door and in the direction the others went, leaving Nezuko to sleep as the sky slowly began to fall to darkness.

The night was loud with ominous chirps of the many bugs and rodents on the mountain. Feet softly crunched down on leaves and grass in an uncordinated rhythm. A fog surrounds the group, making everything around them look faded and dank. Among the group, Tanjiro seemed the most visibly uncomfortable. His brows knitted together on his forehead, his mouth open to suck in as much air as he could.

"I'm so exhausted," He thought to himself, "My legs are starting to buckle. I'm starting to feel dizzy, too.."

Sumiko walked alongside her sister. Y/n would occasionally glance at her, taking in every twinge and twitch her face made from discomfort, yet she never said anything to comfort her as if silently saying, "Hmph, serves you right".

Suddenly, Urokodaki stops in his tracks, making everyone do the same, "Now, from here, go back down to the house at the foot of the mountain," He instructed, before adding in a rather pointed tone, "This time, I won't wait until daybreak!"

And then, he fades away in the fog and disappears completely right before their eyes like some kind of illusion come to life. None of them take it too much to mind though.

"Is that all we have to do?" Tanjiro thought to himself, "I see.. He thinks we might get lost in this thick fog. But, we just have to get back down before daybreak, right?" He begun to smile to himself, a big air of confidence beginning to swirl around him,"This'll be easy! Afterall, I've already memorized Mr. Urokodaki's scent!"

"I hope you're confident in your abilities because no one's going to baby you up here," A snarky comment is made behind him, but it seems that it wasn't directed at him. He looks over his shoulder. Y/n's turned to Sumiko, her arms crossed against her chest as she continues, "If you get hurt then it sucks to be you. And, don't even think of asking either of us to carry or do anything else for you, got it?"

Sumiko simply nods her head.

"Don't worry, this is actually pretty easy," Tanjiro spoke up in which they both look over in his direction, "With my sense of smell, we don't have anything to worry about! Just follow me!"

"Don't be so rash. They're could be— Hey!" Her warning falls upon deaf ears as Tanjiro began running. It seems, however, that her warning was justified because soon after taking off, his foot catches on something. He stumbles before halting completely—a mistake on his part. Tanjiro doesn't even get the chance to look back all the way to look at what he tripped over before rocks smack him in the face. He moves back, eyes widening as the ground beneath his foot sinks in. He hears a cry of his name and before he knew it, he was sent tumbling down sharp rocks and twigs.

When he opened his eyes again, he's met with a blurring sight of the moon shining down on him. He was on his back, his lungs feeling completely and utterly empty and his breathing erratic as blood drips from his head like thin streams of water..

"Oh..I get it now. They're traps laid all around this mountain," Y/n's silhouette appears above him as she crouches and outstretches her hand to him.

"I tried to tell you," She said as she grabbed his wrist and helped him out of the pit, "I doubt it would've been that easy."

"Now, be more carful before you.." In that moment, her foot pushes down on a suspended rope. Her eyes widen and she shoots up. Her head darts around in all directions and then bam! A large log sends her flying.

"Y/n!" Tanjiro cries out as he runs up to her. She sits up, her hand to her bruising head as she spits, a glop of blood shooting out of her mouth instead of clear saliva, "I'm fine. You need to worry about yourself," She tells him and, although he nods his head, he still helps her up.

"Crap. If we keep walking into traps like this, we'll never make it down the mountain by morning!" His shoulders rising and falling seems to quicken, "And besides that, this mountain.." Helpless gasps are heard as Tanjiro breathes in an out, mouth opened wider than before, "The air up here..! It's so much thinner than on the mountain we used to live on!" He grips his chest with one hand as his desperate gasping continues, "That's why I'm getting so dizzy! ..Why didn't I notice before?"

Tanjiro begins running, Y/n does the same, "Will I make it?" Tanjiro thought to himself, "I might pass out before I can reach the bottom. If that happens.." He catches himself glancing over at Y/n and stops himself, "No! I can't get help with this! I gotta do this on my own!"

And then, strands of black and white fly past them. Sumiko's running as fast as she can with no sign of stopping. Her blue hues glow in the moonlight as she snaps hidden ropes completely uncaring, "Sumiko, watch out!" Tanjiro yells as a log swings down her path. His eyes twitch, tempted to close completely so that he wouldn't be forced to bear witness to the little girl getting hurt. Sumiko doesn't slow up, keeping her fast pace.

Just as the log's about to meet her chin, she bends her knees and throws her head back, sliding under the log. Her knees slide roughly against the gravel as another log come flying at her from behind. She curls her body inwards, rolling forward like a ball and the log misses her entirely.

..Unfortunately, when she rolls back onto her feet, her momentum causes has her sliding and she inevitably tumbles. The remainder of the traps she triggered hit her in waves. Rocks fly at her, knocking her in all directions before a hit from an oncoming log has her soaring and sliding face first into the ground. Nevertheless, she recovers quickly and continues her fast and reckless descent down the mountain, her face scratched up and beginning to bleed.

As the logs she avoided loses momentum and comes swaying to a halt, Tanjiro and Y/n run around them, both of their minds clouding like the fog around them.

"Since when did she become so nimble?" Tanjiro asked himself, "Before, she was never this responsive to things. In fact, ever since she woke up from her coma, she always seemed to have this disconnect with not only her surroundings, but her body too. It was to the point we had to help her do even the simplest things like sitting up. The village doctor told us that she'd always be like that..but was he wrong all along?"

Tanjiro shakes his head, "No! I can't think about that right now! I have to focus! I gotta make it back!" And then he slides to a halt. Y/n continues running, not bothering to glance back. Whether that was because she didn't notice or not is unknown.

Closing his eyes, Tanjiro tells himself, "Get your breathing together.. Keep it under control.." Repeating similar thoughts over and over for a moment, eventually his breathing levels out. His chest slows as does his heart. He can finally fill the air entering and leaving his lungs, and although it doesn't feel like much, it manages to calm his mind and body.

"..Sniff out each of those traps!" And slowly, they come to him. The familiar scent he's already grown accustomed to comes at him in all different directions ahead. All it takes is a few whiffs before his eyes shoot open and he takes off again.

He snaps a rope with his foot. It doesn't slow his momentum. He narrowly dodges the incoming log. He slides, slowing himself down to dodge the second one. He stumbles. His foot nearly gets crushed by another log. He's a little spooked but continues running.

The ground suddenly caves in. He nearly falls into another pit but grabs onto the edge and crawls out. He runs and ducks under a rope. He trips on another. He twists the upper half of his body to avoid a log that soars at him. He nearly trips over his own foot upon landing. He pushes himself off a tree to stablize himself again.

He slows his pace again to dodge another log. He takes a flying leap over yet another rope—all while chanting in his head, "I've got this! I've got this!"

"Traps set by human hands leave a distinct smell! Not to mention that a lot of the traps on this path have already been triggered by either Sumiko or Y/n!"

And then, a snap echoes throughout the forest. A hidden stick of bamboo shoots up and catches Tanjiro by the stomach. It swings him up high before harshly slinging him down to the ground. Dust kicks up upon impact. Tanjiro tries his best to resist groaning out as a stinging begins to creep up his back.

"Despite all of that.." He gets back up, and immediately after beginning to run again, bamboo comes down on him on all sides, "That doesn't mean I have it easy! They're still some traps that they avoided and I'm not athletic enough to dodge each and every one of them!"

"But I'm going to make it back no matter what!" He grips onto a tree for support, hauling himself forward. He falls, but he throws himself back up whilst clenching his teeth the whole time, "No matter how much I get hurt, I have to make it back to Nezuko!"

The sound of fire crackling on wood is the distinct sound that is heard in the small hut. A futon has been laid out where Nezuko now peacefully sleeps. Y/n sits against the wall, her face and body littered in dirt and blood as her body aches—a result of her own carelessness.

Sumiko sits close to her, her knees up to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs to keep them in place. Her appearance matches that of her older sister; roughed up, dried blood and dark marks staining her skin, and dirt all over—especially in her hair. Although, it's more noticeable in certain parts like her scalp, where her white roots had been soiled by the nasty brown mud outside.

Y/n watches silently as Urokodaki gently slides the blanket of the futon up to Nezuko's shoulders before sitting back on his knees. She then glances over at the only window in the room. The deep blues of the night sky had long since began to lighten into a soft perwinkle. The sun will bask it's strong yellow rays onto them soon enough.

"Seems like he's not going to make it after all.." The thought surfaced in Y/n's mind, but it didn't bring her sadness or disappointment. It felt like a much needed rub on her back, firm yet reassuring—damn near comforting. No, the thought of his failure was comforting. In fact, she wished that the brat beside her, and even herself, would've—

Slowly, the door slides open. Tanjiro stands there, breathing out thick, heavy puffs of chilly air and looking just as beat up as Sumiko, if not worse. His bloody brows are scrunched downwards, making the fire in his burgundy pupils pop like the sun that had begun to rise in the sky and transforming it into that gentle morning pink..

"I.. I made it.." He struggled to say, "I..have..returned.." He drops to his knees, utterly drained. He has a grip on the doorframe and he ends up leaning against it entirely before the exhaustion and pain finally takes over and he passes out. Y/n stares, wide eyed. The face she's making could only be explained as one of terror, like she experienced a bad jumpscare. That feeling of comfort had dissipated as soon as her eyes laid on him.

Urokodaki stares at boy, yet his expression is left unknown due to his mask. He thinks back to a few days ago. He remembers the cawing of his crow clearly and the feeling of the smooth paper against his callous fingertips as he read the contents of the letter he had gotten..

"Forgive my abruptness, Mr. Sakonji Urokodaki. I'm sending a boy your way who wants to become a Demon Slayer swordsman. He was brazen enough to attack me unarmed," It read, "His family was slaughtered by a demon, and one of the only surviving members—his younger sister, Nezuko—has become one. However, I have determined that she will not attack humans."

"Like yourself, the boy has a keen sense of smell. Perhaps with that, he'll find a way to break through and become your heir apparent. That being said, I'm asking you to train him."

"I realize that this is a selfish request I'm making, so please, forgive me for asking you to humor me. I hope that you will take good care of yourself in your endeavors regardless of anything else. Yours truly, Giyu Tomioka.."

Urokodaki stands up and walks over to Tanjiro's hunched over form. Sumiko had already made her way over to him and was gently petting his head. When he's close to them, Sumiko looks up, patiently waiting for his next words. And, when they finally came, the feelings felt were different for everyone who heard them.

"Tanjiro Kamado, Y/n Kamado, Sumiko Kamado.. I accept you all as my students."

Author Ari | Hey guys! Before I get on with our Taisho Era Secret for today, I would like to say that if you've made it this far, thank you! Your support is what helps fuel me to make my stories, especially your comments! I truly love seeing what you guys have to say about my works, good and bad! q(≧▽≦q)

Author Ari | Ah—! But I shouldn't start rambling or else certain people will cut me short, hehe.. Anyways, onto our secret for today!

Author Ari | *Leans in & whispers* It might be a little hard to believe, but Y/n once got a marriage proposal from a traveling merchant's son! For a while, he would give her things like expensive hairpins and kimonos every time she came down to the village in an attempt to court her. He eventually gave up after a while though, because she would constantly reject him and sell all the gifts she got.

Author Ari | As for my Author's Note, I'll simply use it this time around to let you guys know of some things. My Author's Notes won't be at the end of every single one of these chapters like the Taisho Era secrets will, but when they do, they'll usually be used to let you guys in on some behind the scenes facts about the making of this book! I hope you're okay with that because I can't wait to share my thought process with you guys!

Author Ari | Okayyyy so I'm starting to get a few glares so I guess it's time to wrap this up! I hope you guys are enjoying this so far, although it's not much yet! (❁'◡'❁)

Author Ari | Next time, chapter three, "Sabito and Makomo"! See ya there! ('▽'ʃ♡ƪ)

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