#teacher giyu

[chiharuhashibira]

Part 7 now~

Yo~ Here is the newest part of 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮~

Idk but I am so excited to upload this. Oh well like what I promised, prepare your tissues! XD

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𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚅𝙸𝙸

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐗 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔)

<𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

Content Warnings: Curse words, Slightly Suggestive, A Hint of Verbal Abuse

"Hey angel... You're finally awake."

You opened your eyes, and there, your eyes met again those golden-orange eyes. The dizziness that you are feeling is gone; it's just a bit of pain on the back of your head, but you're positive that you can go home.

You ignored Hotaru and decided to sit, which made the man groan and help you up. "Don't touch me. Where's my phone?" You said, swatting his hands as you managed to sit. You looked around, finding your phone. Where's that goddamn phone?

Hotaru tsked and handed you your phone, which was resting on the table beside the couch where he napped. Oh, so he really didn't leave your side? You shook your head, trying your best not to think anything about him, even if he was there, standing in front of you with worried and annoyed looks on his face.

"What are you looking at?" You asked, raising your eyebrow at him. As he furiously stared at you, Hotaru groaned, crossed his arms, and scrunched his nose.

Yes, that look.

He always made that facial expression whenever you annoyed the hell out of him. And when we say annoy the hell out of him, it means it happens every single day before...

"I hate you. Why does it have to be you?"

You spoke once again, trying to add fuel to the fire. Your emotions, plus the stinging pain at the back of your head, made you feel so bad. Why does it have to be Hotaru, of all people?

But with a loud sigh, Hotaru just decided to sit back on the couch and look at his phone. His shoulders were all tensed, but he tried his very best to calm down. Hotaru doesn't want any arguments. Not today.

"You're calling Tomioka?"

"No. I told you he'd murder you if he saw you."

"You're exaggerating things."

"Fuck you, Hotaru. I hate you."

"Actually, it's obvious. You don't need to say it over and over."

You felt your anger rising within you, and when you could take it no longer, you threw your phone at the man. Hotaru caught your phone with ease and is now looking at you with an intense stare.

(Image isn't mine, credits to the rightful owner)

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

But before you could speak, tears welled up in your eyes until they finally fell down on your cheek. You hate it, but now all the memories have suddenly flooded your head.

You never wanted to see Hotaru, but why is he in front of you now? Pain hit your chest as you remembered all the aches that you felt six years ago because of him, when you were still a student.

You were in love with him. With his wonderful eyes, handsome face, and even his protective side. You loved the fact that the man was older than you, and there's this feeling of being secured because of that. Hotaru had always told you that he'd marry you once you turned 24.

But, of course, that never happened.

Things had suddenly changed. Suddenly, you were just a bothersome child that he could shoo anytime he wanted. You felt useless. You felt worthless. And Hotaru never did anything to make you stop feeling that.

All your friends hate it whenever they see you crying because of him. Giyu hated it the most. But what can he do? You were too smitten with the man, believing in the fantasy that you had made up inside your head.

"No Tomioka-san. We'll be okay. He'll marry me, so I know this is just a challenge for us."

"No. Why do you want me to hate Hotaru? He's not the worst. He's just stressed at work. We'll never know about that because we're still students."

"I know he loves me. It's just that he's busy."

You can never count how many times you defended him from your friends. But still, in the end, they are all correct.

You can still clearly remember the last night when you saw each other. Hotaru was busy with his work, and you tried to get his attention by embracing him. But what did he do? He shoved you away, telling you that you were a bother and that he didn't need you right now.

"Are you a fucking idiot? Can't you see that I'm busy? Why can't you get that through your thick skull? You're fucking clingy like a pest. Can you just leave me alone?"

And there and then, you decided that it was all over, and you left him.

You had cried for months, wishing he'd chase you. But did that happen? No.

And now he's here. Why does it need to be him?

Suddenly, you felt warmth on your cheek. When you opened your eyes, Hotaru was already wiping your tears with his handkerchief. "I don't understand the need to cry. But please calm down, angel. I'm here now."

But you don't need him now. If you could only disappear here, you would. You couldn't bear to see Hotaru, so you looked up at him and finally told him, "Please call Tomioka-san. Please Hotaru."

"Y/L/N-chan?!"

"Y/N?!"

It's three a.m., and yet the door to your hospital room opened wide. There, the two most important men in your life entered, panting as they went near you. Worry was evident in their eyes as they looked around and saw what happened.

"Babe. What happened?" Your heart softened at the sight of Sanemi. He caressed your face and embraced you carefully. On the other hand, Giyu, who was still in his pyjamas, held your shoulder and looked at you with worry.

Hotaru had left thirty minutes ago, but not because he was scared, but because you told him so. More like pleaded, as you can't stand his presence.

And yes, Giyu was looking at you with too much worry and anger, but of course, he isn't mad at you.

Giyu was sound asleep at that time, not knowing anything had already happened to you, when suddenly his phone rang so loudly that he shot up from his bed.

When he answered, he swears his eyes turned red in anger as a familiar voice registered from the other line. Hotaru had called him, telling him to go to you at the hospital. No further words came out from Hotaru, as Giyu has already threatened that he'll kill him if he ever sees him.

There, he called Sanemi for the first time. Fortunately, the man answered the phone that quickly. Almost groaning at Tomioka for calling him late at night. Yep, Sanemi hasn't slept a blink since he was worried about Koto-kun. But thankfully, his fever had already faded the moment Giyu called him.

"Y/L/N-chan is in the hospital. Come with me." That's the only thing he had said, and without any second thought, Sanemi shot up to Giyu's house, leaving Koto in Genya's care.

You decided to contact Tomioka because you didn't want to worry about your boyfriend. You even wanted to hide the fact that you were sent to the hospital from him because a part of you is scared that Sanemi will be mad.

But no, he was in front of you now, almost crying with fear of losing you.

Sanemi pulled out and sat beside you. On the other hand, Giyu decided to sit on the couch, where Hotaru had napped a few minutes earlier.

You held Sanemi's hand and kissed it. "Babe, I'm sorry." You muttered, waiting for him to get mad, but it never came. Sanemi wiped the tear that escaped from your eyes and smiled. "No, babe, it's not your fault. What happened, though?"

You gulped and felt a lump in your throat. How will Sanemi react if he knows that your ex was here earlier? But no, you can't hide it from him.

"I-I can't remember, babe. When I woke up, I was here. And... and..."

"And what, babe? Why didn't you call me?"

"I can't move earlier... and..." You tried to tell him, but then a part of you was scared. Tomioka seemed to feel this, so he spoke up. "Hey Shinazugawa-san, perhaps let's let her rest. I'll stay here. Your brother's sick, right? If you need to go home—"

"I'll stay, Tomioka. Genya's taking care of Koto."

"Sanemi, you don't need to." You were astounded to know that Sanemi's brother was sick, yet he is here with you. A pang of guilt hits you. "Sanemi. Just come back tomorrow. Koto-kun needs you."

"But you need me too."

"That's why I'm here, Shinazugawa-san." Giyu said as he stood up and placed his hand on Tomioka's shoulder. "I won't let anything bad happen to Y/L/N-chan. I'll definitely contact you if something happens. Believe me. She matters to me like she does for you."

Sanemi sighed and hugged you. "Sorry baby. I swear, I'll come back early tomorrow. I'll just inform the school that the three of us will take a leave because of this. Then I'll head here immediately."

"I know you will, babe. I love you."

Sanemi's purple eyes were fixed on you, which made you feel a warm sensation in your body. You absolutely adore this man. "Thank you, Nemi. Be safe, okay?"

After a few more goodbyes and Sanemi's reminders to Giyu, he finally headed home. He's still worried about you, but he knows you're in good hands with your best friend.

There, Giyu looked at you with his arms crossed. His expression went from worried to curious. You gulped; you knew exactly what would happen.

"Now. Tell me what happened."

You told Giyu how you had met Hotaru again and what happened when he was here. Giyu couldn't hide the anger on his face as he sat beside you and watched you as you spoke.

"What a twist of fate! Of all people, why him?"

"I know, right."

"If he ever lays a hand on you again, I'll cut them off."

"Tomioka-san..."

"Don't wait for Sanemi. He'll do worse if he only knew."

Do worse...Fear crept up on your body like a spider. You looked at Tomioka and bit your lips. Even if you won't talk, he knows what you are feeling right now, so he rolled his eyes and decided to calm down.

Tomioka caressed your arm and, "By worse, I mean he'll be mad at that guy. Not you. You never did anything wrong. If Sanemi ends up being like that bitch, I'll snap him in half too."

"Sanemi's different."

"Hmm, I hope so. But I'm here, okay? Nii-chan's here."

Your heart felt a bit calmer when Giyu said those things. It's just old times when he used to pretend that you were his real little sister.

When you woke up, Sanemi was already here. Clad in shorts and a black turtleneck shirt, you adored how wonderful he looked. You couldn't help but smile as you watched him unpack the food that he brought. That made your heart go fast.

"Baby, good morning." You said that, making the man turn to you with a smile. "Babe!" He immediately lowered his head to peck a kiss on your lips and gently caress your cheek. "Baby, are you feeling better?" He asked once again with his low tone of voice. You smiled and nodded.

The pain on your head is completely gone, and you know that perhaps tomorrow, after some tests today, you will be discharged. Sanemi held your hands and kissed them, staring at you with loving eyes.

"I never imagined seeing you like this in the hospital as early as this. Except when you're finally giving birth to my baby in the future." He smirked at you, making you blush, and hit his head gently.

"Idiot." You said that, but still, your smile almost reached your ears. He consistently makes you happy, which you adore.

Sanemi kissed your forehead once again and stood up. "Okay, so I brought you breakfast. I want you to be well soon. No worries; I'm a great nurse, as you see. Koto already felt better when he saw me. I guess my magic would work on you too."

"Of course it will, my love."

Sanemi's cheek turned a bit red with how you called him, yet he continued to help you sit down and sat beside you to feed you.

"I talked to the doctors, baby. They said a nice man had brought you here. Have you met him? I want to thank him."

Oh fuck. You hated the fact that you remembered all too well that the man who brought you here isn't nice at all. You hated Hotaru so much.

You just smiled at Sanemi, wishing that he'd drop the conversation. But then, before he could even speak...

"Good morning, angel— Oh, who are you?"

𝑻𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅…

𝑶𝒉 𝒏𝒐…

Aaaaak! I can't wait to finish writing the next chappy >.< I am just so excited as much as you are hahahaha!

So, Hotaru, a.k.a., you're fucking ex, is back! WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN?

(Don't hate me, I love Haganezuka so much if you only know TuT but it's just, his attitude fits the dumbass in my head while writing. But I swear, I also wanna be his waifu~ HAHA)

And yes, that Giyu part made me giggle like a school girl. I want a big bro like him XD

Feel free to reblog, like, and comment~

Knew that there are lotsa people reposting blogs nowadays without the writer's permission so to make it clear. I DON'T ALLOW ESP IF IT IS WITHOUT CREDITS >.<

Anyways! Enough of my fangirling and litany XD See you on the next chappy! Love you!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

<𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

[little-waterfly]

You can say anything you want but nothing changes the fact that I've been thinking about them. . .

. . . quite a lot—

Baby, am I your little secret?

Eighteen, I’m old enough to keep it.

Some headcanons I have for this AU:

If you don't like it, just ignore and keep scrolling ~

Shinobu had a crush on Giyu ever since he was also a student in the Kimetsu Academy.

Giyu was in the same grade as Kanae but in a different class.

Giyu didn't know about Shinobu's existence until he returned to the academy as a PE teacher.

Giyu started as a teacher when Shinobu was in her third year of highschool.

Shinobu excels in every class but PE.

Shinobu decided to make a move on Giyu when she was in her last year, since she felt she didn't have anything to lose by trying and she already turned eighteen.

[ask-gym-teacher-giyuu]

Gym teacher things

Hello it’s me gym teacher giyuu

normal things here ask me questions would love to meet other teachers and yah yada yada

NO DYING YOUR HAIR !

I just hate when people dye their hair !

NO SPEAKING WHEN I AM TALKING

if you speak when I talk insert detention

NO BEING RUDE TO OTHER TEACHERS LIKE SANEMI AND KYOJURO MAYBE BE RUDE TO ART TEACHER

if your rude to any teacher rather than tengen the art teacher insert detention

that’s it I hope you learned your lesson kiddos

[strawberrymochin]

A Letter.....Long Lost!

kyojuro rengoku x fem!reader

word count- 12.2k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Seasons changed since then.

So did several people.

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

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

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

A mild smile forming on his lips.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Kk.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Almost all of them had arrived. Except the rengokus.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“what the—”

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

“See me smile?”

“Yeah, what a waste of time i swear.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

These days are indeed peaceful.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What nonsense!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“and the lette—”

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

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

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

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

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

The sealed letter stayed in tanjiro's hands.

Something that belonged to the girl named y/n.

Something probably dear to kyojuro rengoku.

Some words which were waiting since 3 years.

But…..who is y/n?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was happy.

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

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

“Even if it takes time?”

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

“Then I will write a letter to kiriya.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“tokyo…capital…mission..”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Okay.”

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

“No!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Eh? Oni- chan?”

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

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

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

“Zenitsu san you also go with them…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Did you find anything?” Asked tanjiro.

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

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

Zenitsu didn't reply.

He stared at him with dead eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

“She won't.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“May I ask who you three are?”

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

“Ahh good evening! I'm tan—”

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

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

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

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

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

“As if I care.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Y/n?”

“Yeah. Heard it before?”

“No. There were none with this name.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Thank you.”

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

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

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

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

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

No one spoke for a while.

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

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

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

“She did?!”

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

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

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

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

“umm excuse me…” you said

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

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

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

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

“I will if you say it…!”

“Okay fine!”

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

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

“Is that so?” your eyes shined dreamily.

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

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

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

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

Atsuko giggled beside you excited to see what happens next.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Atsuko…if I remember correctly..”

“Can you describe how she looked?”

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

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

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

“Really? Who was he?”

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

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

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

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

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

“Umm excuse me? Daisuke san?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Please have them.”

“You didn't have to.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Adamant?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It still echoed in Daisuke's memories.

“So rengoku wasn't married…?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What if he didn't recognise you?

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

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

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

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

“Y/n?”

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

He barged the door open. “Y/n right?”

The girl remained silent for some time.

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

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

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

“Why?” He took a step closer.

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

“Then don't pretend anymore.”

“Huh?”

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

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

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

“Of course she would run away.”

“and why so?”

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

“But she wrote me lett—”

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

“Then what do I do?”

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

“Yeah? Kk I'm going then…”

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

“Eh? R-rengoku san!”

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

“rengoku san...”

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

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

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

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

“Sure.”

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

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

Click.

“And did she said yes?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They sit in deafening silence for a bit.

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

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

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

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

“wha—”

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

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

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

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

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

“Ehh? Are you sure you haven—”

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

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

“Let's go buy something to eat.”

“YEAH! I'M HECK HUNGRY!!”

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

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

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

“Have you ever seen this girl around here?”

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

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

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

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

“Oh…how did you know her then?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Then?”

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

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

Yet.

And yet.

He chose to save them sacrificing himself.

He wondered if the you hate him now.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“She's at home right now.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh really! Thankyou very much.”

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

“Woah this is so big.” Tanjiro said.

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

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

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

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

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

The photo slipped out from tanjiro’s fingers.

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

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

“Ahh you know y/n?”

“Y/n?”

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

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

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

What?

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

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

“You know rengoku san?”

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

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

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

“I see.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Y/n san?”

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

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

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

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

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

“It's been waiting for 3 years.”

“Huh?”

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

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

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

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

Dear y/n,

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

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

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

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

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

Please don't hate me for that.

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

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

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

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

~ your kyojuro

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

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

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

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

“Does it hurts?” Tanjiro asked.

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

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

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

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

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

“Woah. Who did you buy it for?”

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

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

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

“Zenitsu watch out your way!!”

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[vrystalius]

Hashira Masterlist — Sanemi Shinazugawa

A masterlist all about the wind hashira.

<-— original masterlist ♡ Gyomei’s page —->

:.｡..｡.:* Original AU // Original Storyline * :.｡..｡.:

— Sanemi’s favourite thing in the world (fluff)

— Reaction to your pregnancy (fluff, angsty)

— On the first date (fluff)

— Reaction to your jealousy (fluff)

— Reaction to his students adoring you (fluff)

— Reaction to a guy hitting on you (angst)

— Meeting your parents for the first time (angst, fluff)

— Proposing to you (fluff)

— His daughter having a boyfriend (fluff, angst)

— Daily life after final battle (fluff)

— Giyu and Sanemi falling for the same girl (angst, fluff)

— Comforting you during your pregnancy (fluff)

— Reaction to your new, revealing uniform (angst)

— Seeing you wear his clothes (fluff)

— You proposing to him (fluff)

— Being interrupted while confessing (fluff)

— How he met his wife (fluff)

— Thoughts on your curvy body (fluff)

— Getting a letter from you praising Tanjiro (fluff)

— Loosing his crush in the final fight (angst)

— When you’re in a bad mood (fluff)

— Reaction to your kunoichi clothes (fluff)

— He hates the way he fell for you (angst&fluff)

— Comforting Sanemi during panic attack (angst&fluff)

— Sanemi’s babies (fluff)

— Sanemi taking care of his drunk partner (fluff)

…more to come.

:.｡..｡.:* Modern AU *:.｡..｡.:

— Lunch in the Teacher’s lounge (pt1)

— Dinner in his livingroom (pt2)

— Attempted lunch in the teacher’s lounge (pt3)

…more to come.

:.｡..｡.:* NSFW, MDNI.*:.｡..｡.:

— NSFW Alphabet

…more to come.

<-— Back to the original masterlist.

[shixhiro]

Tokito Muichiro x FEM reader !!

Series !!?!

Querencia

(n.) a place from which one's strength is drawn, where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic self

• Querencia is a metaphysical concept in the Spanish language. The term comes from the Spanish verb "querer," which means to want, to desire, and to love.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ in which two teenagers who hate one another and one's who suffer with problems will slowly fall for one another

Warnings? !:

This book will have mentions of the following below:

Abuse

Alcohol

Drugs

Smoking

Suicide

Self loathing

SA

And maybe other sensitive topics

If you are not comfortable with any of that this book might not be your cup of tea.

Before you go on, yes I am aware that tokito muichiro is a 14 year old boy so in this fic he will be aged up to the age of 17-16 but keep in mind they will not be any smut because I will not be comfortable of writing anything like that. There will be kissing, cuddling, flirting, dirty jokes and sexual tension but it will not escalate any further. Tokito Muichiro is a canon minor character so I will not be comfortable writing it obviously.

I planned this book with a friend @pasteriies so I will not be taking all credits for this fan fiction. I got inspired to do this fic by an author who I don't remember their tag but I was inspired by their book heartache. It's another tokito muichiro fan fiction I recommend to read but I assure you, my story will not have anything similar to theirs, at least I don't think so, maybe the similar in the dark theme but nothing else.

Female reader unfortunately, sorry to the male readers or nonbinary's and obviously modern au !!

Introducing our characters !!

L/N Y/N

The main female lead !!

Main love interest !!

Tokito Muichiro

The main male lead !!

Main love interest !!

My Original Characters !

(Mainly those who play a main role in the story. My friend helped me out so cr. m1zyuu)

Himari

One of Y/n's closest friends

Is known to be the sunshine of the group

Ichimura Haruka

One of Y/n's closest friends

The mother of the whole friend group

Aoyama Yuya

One of Y/n's closest friends

Known to be the star and cheerful one in the group

Lady Koshimizu

An old woman who sits at the park everyday for who knows what

People call her crazy for the things she says

Other Characters !!

Tokito Yuichiro

Twin brother of Tokito Muichiro

Kocho Shinobu

Homeroom teacher

Teaches art and math and other subjects

Kamado Tanjiro

A friend to Tokito Muichiro

Kamado Nezuko

A friend to L/n Y/n

Kocho Kanae

School guidance counselor!

Kanroji Mitsuri

English Language teacher

Kyojuro Rengoku

Japanese Language teacher

Iguro Obanai

Chemistry, Physics and AP Math teacher

Uzui Tengen

Physical Education teacher !!

Tomioka Giyu

Discipline teacher

Shinazugawa Sanemi

Engineering or Design and Technology teacher

And so on !!

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[therabbitthatpostthings]

-Random Drabble-

She was about to kick his ass. Shinobu walked into the school from the past break hoping for a peaceful start back to school but was met with hushed tones and sideways glances. Not at her of course, the students were quick to disperse when they met her eyes. No, it was because of thier dear gym teach Tomioka Giyu who is walking blissfully unaware of many stares coming his way. He seemed more dazed than usual absentmindedly eating a yogurt pouch.

“He cannot be this dense!” Shinobu thought to herself. The two continued to walk until Shinobu cleared her voice scaring off some female students. “You’ve grown quite popular today Tomioka.”

Giyuu didn’t spare her a glance, he instead made a hum of approval. He didn’t even hear her, and if he did he certainly didn’t comprehend it.

“Did you have a good break?” She asked hoping for any kind of answer.

“Yes, I went to the festival.” He replied plainly.

“Oh how was it?”

“Good. My sister and her husband came.”

“And?”

“And what?” Giyuu sounded genuinely confused by the question which only angered Shinobu more upset.

Before she could begin to berate him. A familiar tuft of blonde hair bumped into Giyuu followed by a string of apologies from a worried Tanjiro. Zenitsu however was less worried and not the littlest bit apologetic as the two boys continued down the hall way. Shinobu faintly heard Zenitsu grumble something along the lines of “undeserving” and “It’s always the quiet guys.”

She felt a relief wash over her once they entered the teachers lounge and were greeted by the early birds of the staff. Giyuu muttered a hello before taking to his desk. Uzui wheeled over to Shinobu, “Is he more spacey than usual?”

“I don’t even think he can hear anything we tell him.” Shinobu replied “He seems to have made Agatsuma upset.”

“I would too if someone berated me everyday.” Obanai said, coming to join the duo.

“He didn’t even say anything to Agatsuma or Kamado when they bumped into us.” Shinobu relayed the morning’s events to them.

“Oi! Tomioka!” Uzui called “What’d you do, steal Agatsuma’s girlfriend or something?”

“That’s inappropriate.” Giyuu replied, not even bothering to look up from his desk and folders. “I don’t talk to students outside of school hours.”

Sanemi let out a ‘tch’ noise, “You must of did something to him.”

“Are you sure you didn’t run into him over break?” Obanai scoffed.

“No, he ran into us.” Giyuu replied plain as always. I’m precise and stiff movements he was gathering papers onto his clipboard.

“Did you not help him up?” Shinobu gently poked at his arm, “That’s so rude Tomioka.”

“I didn’t. (Y/N) helped him up, he did not look at me.”

“Your sister?”

“My girlfriend.”

Everyone stood rigid in silence. The hall watched Giyuu throw away his yogurt and excuse himself. The silence wax cut threw by the hot coffee spilling over Sanemi’s cup.

“You can’t just leave after that!” Uzui called, he leaped out of his chair to chase Giyuu down the hall.

“Should we stop him?” Obanai asked.

“Would it make a difference if we did?” Shinobu replied.

[celestialzdiviner]

𝕭𝖔𝖙𝖘 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

Character AI account: Celestzai

I don't take requests as I only do this for fun and when I get motivation, however, you can send some if you like to in my inbox thing (There's a chance I might get motivated~ you never know!).

Tags:

NSFW - ✦ Fluff - ✿ Angst - ❖

Fandoms I have made bots for include the following:

➸ JJK (Jujutsu Kaisen) ➸ Love & Deepspace ➸ Demon Slayer ➸ Genshin Impact ➸ Honkai Star Rail

Geto Suguru:

Original AU

➸ One night stand ✦ ➸ Spin the bottle~ ✦ ➸ Destress Monk Geto ✦

Gojo Satoru:

Original AU

➸ Clingy Bf! Satoru ✿ ➸ Older Bf! Satoru ✿

Zayne:

Original AU

➸ Picnic with Zayne~ ✿ ➸ Why her… (Not MC! User) ❖ ➸ Something seems to be wrong with the chocolate… ✦ ➸ I need you… ✿ ➸ Welcome home~ ✿ ➸ Jealous Zayne?! ✿❖(?) ➸ Let’s test that, shall we? ✦

Sylus:

Original AU

➸ Sugar Daddy Sylus?! ✿

Kyojuro Rengoku:

Modern AU

➸ the history teacher is your old childhood friend ✿

Giyu Tomioka:

Modern AU

➸ an awkward businessman ✿

Scaramouche / Wanderer

Original AU:

➸ Scara needs your help (Aph) ✦ ➸ He hates you… right? ✿❖

Dan Heng

Original AU:

➸ Dan Heng as your fake boyfriend! ❖✿(?) ➸ Spin the bottle ✦

[im-just-sal]

Demon Slayer Highschool AU(ish) Head Canons

Uzui totally seems like a popular playboy in high school.

With Rengoku being his best friend and only nice popular kid.

Giyu's the weird bad boy Rengoku is friends with and no one knows why.

Muichiro's the kid in the younger grade they took pity on because he had no friends.

Shinobu is the nerdy chemistry expert who's popular because a lot of boys like her.

Mutsuri is one of the popular guys exes, but nobody can remember who's, but she's in the group anyway.

Iguro is the weird kid who brags about his pet snakes and thinks he's cool for wearing bandages. He repeatedly gets told off by teachers, and is a wanna be bad boy. Misturi loves him anyway.

Gyomei is a senior, and he doesn't play any sports. No one can remember how he got popular, he just did.

If the hashira are popular kids, what are Tanjiro and his squad?

They're BAND kids.

Tanjiro plays Trumpet.

Zenitsu was passed down his grandfather's tuba and hates it so much.

Nezuko plays the xylophone .

Yushiro has spent his whole life mastering instruments, and he plays the flute for band, but loves playing piano.

Kanao plays the drums in the back. Little effort needed.

And Inosukes on triangle.

So Tanjiro I imagine has an amazing singing voice.

He's the best at it.

Zenitsu sounds like a dying cat.

Inosuke is surprising good, but he mostly listens to death metal, so he scream sings.

Nezuko doesn't sing, but she'll do a little Dancy dance to any song she hears.

Uzui thinks he's the hot shit at it, but he's not. He's average.

Rengoku cannot sing. He doesn't try. He knows his voice sounds awful.

Muichiro doesn't really sing, but he can. He's okay at it, but if he's doing karaoke he's going all out on that demi Lovato high note.

He'll hit it even higher.

Iguro is good at singing, but he'll sing my chemical romance until even Misturi wants to rip out her eardrums.

Shinobu thinks she's good, but she's just fine at it. Nothing special.

Mitsuri's voice sounds like nightcore singing.

Gyomei opera sings in the shower and that's it.

And Sanemi has a raspy ass voice that cracks if he tries to hit any note higher than the bass.

Yushiro sings to himself in his room. He also sings in the shower, but do not tell anyone.

He performs Call me maybe.

Lady Tamayo has recorded it.

He has no idea this recording exists.

Zenistu also sings in the shower.

Buts it's the take cover shut your ears kind.

He thinks he is the HOT SHIT.

He made Yushiros ears bleed.

Tanjiro had to literally yank the shower curtain back to get him to stop.

But then he screamed for the next hour so it was a lose lose.

Believe me, he was searching for bleach for hours.

Inosuke hid it tho because he wanted Tanjiro to suffer.

After Zenistu got out of the shower Yushiro punted him to next week.

[shaydeoffical]

Demon Slayer x Plus Size Fem!Reader: Clubbing AU

Intro: It’s Friday night and classes are out for the weekend. (Y/n) and her friends are hitting the club and confessing their deepest feelings for each other. Join (Y/n) as she navigates her feelings, body, and drunkenness on a night that could change her life.

Tags: Partying, Confessions, Chubby body, Chubby reader, Fat Reader, Plus Size Reader, Demon Slayer AU, Happy Endings, Giyuu, Shinobu, Genya, Kyojuro Rengoku. 

Warnings: Drunkenness, alcohol, body image, creeps at the bar.

Notes: Big thanks to @the-secret-thief​ and @heartfeltcierra​ for helping me edit and encouraging me to post again! I hope you all love the new story. 

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        “You’re shaking, are you nervous or excited?” Shinobu winged my eyeliner, her hand resting on my stomach as she balanced the liner on both sides. The bathroom in Giyu and Tanjiro’s home had terrible lighting, so Shinobu was inches from my face, pressing me closer to the light over the sink.      

        “Both?” My breath hitches in my throat, my white knuckles gripping the sink counter harder as Shinobu and Mitsuri giggle.

        “Don’t be so worried.” Mitsuri played with the hem of her skirt. “You guys are going to have an awesome road trip.”

        “I haven’t left campus except to come here, or visit home. Plus, you can’t predict how things will go at a new club.” Flashes of my cousin’s recording me on my twenty-first birthday, roll through my mind. I suck my stomach in, taking a deep breath before laughing. “God, I’m really killing the vibe. I’m sorry.”

        “No, you’re just expressing what we all are thinking.” Kanae slips into the room, and it takes everything to keep my lips off the floor. She’s in a skin-tight lilac sleeveless dress, with a sheer butterfly shawl over top.

        “Wow.” Mitsuri studies the glitter in her eyes and the highlight on her cheek. She had graduated from college last year and was working on her master’s degree, so she still liked to go out with us. “You’re stunning.”

        “Thank you. You all look amazing.” Kanae winked at me, and I was frozen to my spot long enough for Shinobu to finish.

        “There, beautiful.” Shinobu’s eyes never left mine, she ran her hands down my dress. It was a pink dress covered in hearts, Mitsuri had made it a point that we needed to match. While hers was loose and billowed around her body, mine was a little too big at the chest, and tight in the arms. But the fabric was forgiving, and she was so happy for us to match and I was just so happy to support a brand with a wide size range….

        “You’re spacing out.” Shinobu pulled me off the sink and made me spin. “I know you love to dance, you’re going to have fun.”

        “Why are we partying before a road trip?” I groaned hearing bass start to pound from outside… Kyojuro was defiantly waiting for us.

        “Because it’s ladies' night.” Kanae smiled, wiggling her finger back and forth. We filed out of the washroom, and down the steps to the living room. The house was clean and simple, like a crisp spring in the morning. Their Uncle Uro had let them stay here during school. He was a teacher for the remote students, so he stayed in his office more often than not. That’s considering how often he was away at conferences, like tonight.  

        “Wow.” Tanjiro’s smile widened. “You all look lovely.” Kanao was beside him on the sofa, the two surrounded by books and loose papers.

        “Be safe tonight,” Kanao whispered, turning back to her notes quickly.

        “We will. Giyu will be looking after us.” I teased as the dark-haired man emerged from the downstairs bathroom. He was wearing a button-up, with all the buttons latched as they should, and a pair of black slacks.

        “Of course.” He tinged red, and the front door opened, all our focus going to Kyojuro and Obanai.

        “Hey, guys.” Mitsuri doesn’t miss a beat greeting the other half of the group. Now we were just missing-

        “Oi, why are y’all so slow?” Sanemi bellowed from his car, laying on the horn. The only one not cringing was Kyo, who was way too focused on, me.

        “Hey! We’re coming alright.” Shinobu growled, grabbing my arm and pulling me along. “We’re riding with Kyo, right?”

        “Yeah.” I barely slipped my shoes on and clasped Kyojuro’s hand to have him follow along.

        “(Y/N), you look amazing.” He didn’t need to be dragged, as he lopped arms with me and kept pace with Shinobu.

        “Alright, here we go.” I laughed as they rushed to the red SUV. “Thank you Kyo, I feel good.” He smiled, and even in the dark the way his eyes crinkled made my heart race.

        “Dibs on the back!” Shinobu opened the back door and tucked me inside like a cop, holding my head and everything. While she was studying medicine like Kanae, she might have had an affinity for criminal justice. She wasn’t strong, but she knew how to command a room and stay calm in a hard situation. Like the time we had to dissect a frog and it started to move….she might have quickly poisoned it, but it was quick and painless.

        After more of a ruckus, everyone was in their cars and on their way to the club. Kyo looked back before we took off, he reached back and rubbed my knee and I swatted at his hand. “Kyo.” The smile that spread on my face was infectious as he grinned back at me.

        “Ach hem.” Giyu had crawled into the front seat and was feeling infected with a smile. “Let’s follow Sanemi before he leaves us in the dust.”

        “Is Genya coming this time?” Shinobu hummed, holding my hand and encouraging me to relax back into the seat.

        “I think so.” Kyo then nodded. “I see his mohawk in the back seat.”

        “They put him between Mitsuri and Obanai, how cruel.” I sighed, Kyo passing back a bottle of rum…my favorite brand.

        “He’s abrasive.” Shinobu opens the bottle and then hands it to me. I take a long swig, and she follows suit. “But, I was the younger sister tagging along when I turned twenty-one. It’s a rite of passage.”

        “I suppose.” I take another drink and pass the bottle to Giyu who takes a quick sniff of the bottle before taking a smooth gulp.  

        “Good choice Kyo. Did you pick it with someone in mind?” Giyu pointed his head back at me, and I nervously laughed, shrinking into Shinobu. It had been our pre-game choice since I mentioned liking it last year. There was no reason to call Kyo out now. I thought Kyojuro would deny it or make an offhand comment, but he didn’t.

        “Why yes. (Y/N).” Kyo grins, shifting his car to the next gear. My heart was already racing, but now it was flying.

        “So, Sanemi and Kyo are the designated drivers tonight.” I could feel heat settle on my cheeks, and a sense of weightlessness hit my limbs. Oh, to dream.

        “Yup, they are.” Shinobu was still cuddled next to me, nuzzling her head on mine, our hair was gathering static and handing straight up, so I smoothed it.

        “It’s not me for once.” Giyu could have been described as bitter at this moment, but the truth was he didn’t trust just anyone to D.D. Especially if I was volunteering. He really didn’t trust my driving and with good reason. Drunk or not, I tuckered myself out way too easily at the club and was always super sleepy at the end. Kyo verged on the same, but he knew when to hold back.    

        “We’re here.” Kyo parks, and we tuck the bottle under the back seat and hop out of the car.

        “(Y/N)! Save me!” Mitsuri ran into my arms. I caught her with a slight wobble to my steps, thankfully Giyu was behind me and gave me a boost forward.

        “What’s wrong?” I pet her hair. Most of the group went on to buy our wristbands. “Did someone hurt you?”

        Kanae stayed back and whispered in my ear. “Genya ignored her and started to growl. So, she’s a little worked up.”

        “He’s going to pay.” Obanai was muttering to himself, and I couldn’t help but think that Mitsuri might not be the only one needing saving tonight.

        “Let’s get inside. How about that?” I offered.

        “Yeah. Let’s have some fun?” Kanae was my backup, grabbing Obanai and following behind me as we got to the front.

        The bouncer looked at my I.D. and then huffed. “You clean up nice.” He smirked, putting a band around my wrist.

        “Um, thank you.” I looked into the club, mist scattered across the floor, and as expected, there were ladies in large amounts.

        “(Y/N)! Over here.” Kyojuro waved me to the dance floor, a drink in his hand.

        “On my way,” I called back to him. There was a large dance floor, with plenty of flashing lights and cool patterns to make me dizzy. But first, I needed to set my purse down with the losers who wouldn’t dance.

        “There you guys are. Gosh, what took so long.” Genya was the one complaining this time. Sanemi and Kanae were sneaking off to make out, no doubt. Those two didn’t seem compatible, but there they were, just behind the speaker swapping more than secrets. “What are you staring at?” Genya took over my vision, and I yelped stepping back. Why was he so close, and why did he smell so good?  

        “Nothing.” I shivered, rubbing my mostly bare arms…fuck cap sleeves.  

        “Here.” He shoved a bottle into my hand. “I got this for you.”

        I looked closer and it was a wine cooler, in my favorite flavor. How did he know? “Thank you Genya, this was very sweet.” I reminded myself he was still learning how to act in adult spaces…and it’s not like he had a solid role model in Sanemi.

        “Will you, drink one with me?” he held up another cooler and uncapped it.

        “Of course.” I break the seal on mine and undo the lid. “To tonight.”

        “To tonight.” He nodded and we both downed the drink. While we should have been doing shots, this was cute. He was so sweet, and I’d go as far as to say thoughtfully. While I trusted him, he still left it sealed…

        “(Y/N)! Come dance with us.” Shinobu was dancing with Kyojuro, pulling me towards her like a rope. Giyu was standing close by as my bodyguard, as usual.

        “Come on, let’s dance Genya.” I tugged him with me and got to the dance floor.

        “I can’t dance.” He whispered.

        “Well, just watch us for a minute, and bob to the music,” I instructed, joining my favorite people.

        The song changed, it was just words at first, then the beat slowly started to build up, with each new sound, I added a movement. Starting with my hips, working up my arms to my head, and back to my legs. Without noticing, I fully submerged myself into the music, my eyes shut tight, but I could see everything I needed to.

        “Those hips don’t lie,” Kyojuro whispered in my ear, breaking my concentration long enough to get behind me and bump a stranger from joining us.

        “No, they don’t.” I see Giyu had also turned away a few people from our group. I see Shinobu was still dancing with us, and Genya had loosened up a little and was using his arms and hips to dance.

        Another song comes on, and we kept dancing, and drinking our collective body weight in rum. Soon Obanai and Mitsuri pulled us off the dance floor to do some test-tube shots. I was more than ready for another round of shots.

        “I have an idea before we just take these.” Mitsuri put the bottom between her lips and balanced it. “We Ta-E iT li-E T-is.” She grabbed Obanai and kneeled In Front of him and lined up the tube to his lips, before pushing him down and letting him swallow it whole.    

        “No way.” Genya walked away.

        “I wanna! (Y/N), do me.” Shinobu offered me the vile, her hand lingering on mine.

        “No, me.” Mitsuri volunteered.

        “Huh, she isn’t doing anyone but me.” Genya turned around, puffing out his chest.

        “How about she do Giyu?” Obanai licked his lips. “ I can do you.” He looked at Mitsuri with narrowed eyes that kept daring the rest of us to offer to sensually pour booze down her throat.

        “(Y/n), who do you want to do your shot?” Kanae snuck up behind me, laughing as I stiffened.

        “Uhhh?”

[kuwajima]

Old many yaoi you say? 👀

The Old Man Yaoi is a Kimetsu Gakuen/modern AU fic in which Zenitsu is very excited to impress Jigoro’s new boyfriend when he comes to dinner…except that his gym teacher is there too???

So it’s less explicit old man romance between Jigoro and Urokodaki (sorry) and more about Gramps being repeatedly embarrassed by his kids acting absolutely insane during their nice dinner.

And Giyu is really just there for the food.

[chiharuhashibira]

BACK TO YOU PART 14

Hello~

Sorry for the loooooongest hiatus ever!

But to make it up to y'all. Here is our Chapter 14. Are you ready after what happened on the last chapter?

I am not ready yet XD HAHA But we need to do this right now!

Taglist: @unofficialmuilover @ahashiraswife @skeleton-the-gangser @crazycatlddy @obsessily-tm @sofilsword @virtualcolorland

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚇𝙸𝚅

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐗 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔)

<𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

Content Warnings: Curse words, Emotional Trauma, Panic, Angst

(Image isn’t mine. Credits to the rightful owner)

"You know... I'll always... go back.. to you, Sanemi..."

As if drenched in cold water, Sanemi's eyes widened as your voice came out of the blue. Feeling his heartbeats go fast, he turned to you, and there, purple eyes met with your E/C ones.

Sanemi didn't care at all. Tears streamed down his face as he saw you awake. His strength, which had ebbed out of his body earlier as he saw you dying because of Hotaru, came back. And with that, Sanemi pulled you into a warm embrace, making sure not to press on your wound.

Whimpering, his voice came out in a whisper. "I... love you... I don't want you to die..."

"Sssh... I'm here, babe... You won't get rid of me that easily."

You still managed to jest, trying to cheer him up a bit even if you feel your body so fucked up. You felt as if your internal organs were all in the wrong places. But no, it didn't stop you from lifting Sanemi's face and wiping the tear off his face.

Smiling, you caressed his tear-streaked cheek. "Babe, for someone so manly all the time, you look so cute right now."

As if there were no tragedy, you made Sanemi blush and clear his throat. The man was suddenly flustered by your comments. But at least you managed to lighten the mood, even for a bit.

"And for someone who was stabbed, you're too crazy to tell me those words."

"That's why you love me..."

"Oh well... You're damn right about that."

And with that, Sanemi planted a longing and passionate kiss on your lips.

Savouring the moment, you ran your hands over Sanemi's hair and pulled out to breathe. The man smiled at you and heaved a sigh, as if the weight on his shoulder had been lifted.

"Why are you so stubborn, Y/N? If you only let me go with you, this wouldn't happen."

"But at least it's all alright now, isn't it?"

"Yes, but still... I almost lost you. We almost lost you!"

"I told you already, you won't get rid of me that easily. Coming from you, I'm stubborn."

"Oh fuck, I won't ever win an argument with you."

His last retort made you laugh, which was eventually cut as you felt the pain sip right in. Sanemi immediately came to your side and was about to press the button to call a nurse when you stopped him. "I'm okay... It's just a little pain..." You lied, but all you want now is to calm your boyfriend down.

"You sure?"

"Yes. Now sit there and tell me what happened. How are you?"

"Babe, I'm all good. Don't worry about me. I wasn't really hurt earlier. I... I just don't want to lose you. I was scared, but now, I am so thankful that you're here."

Babe... of course. Thank you earlier for being there. If it weren't because of you, I think I'm gone already."

"You know that I won't let that happen, babe, right?"

"Mmm yes... How's Tomioka-san though? Was he hurt? Please tell me no... And how's Hotaru?"

"Babe, calm down. Thanks to you, Tomioka's unscathed. But he seems too worried and blames himself for what happened. I think it's best for you to talk to him once you're feeling good."

You sighed. Knowing Giyu, you know that he would definitely feel that way, and you hate it. But then, you decided to deal with it later, as you knew you still had more time to talk to him.

"And Hotaru?"

You now asked again, gulping as you felt yourself shiver at his name. Flashes of what happened earlier came back to you, but then you tried your best to focus.

Sanemi shifted from his seat and looked down on his hands, which were resting on his knees. The uncomfortable feeling is here again as he remembers how you were badly injured earlier.

"He's in custody. He seemed to... snap earlier after seeing you that way. He didn't even fight back when he was arrested. Obanai and Tomioka were at the police station earlier, and they told me that Hotaru said that he deserved to be there and he'll die soon anyways. Tell me, what really happened there, Y/N?" 

"Hotaru's dying. He told me he only has a month or so to live..."

"So that's why he has the audacity to hurt you?! That fucker. I'll kill him now."

"Sanemi..."

You held the seething man's hand to calm him down once again. You know that you can be his kryptonite, his weakness; that's why he's acting like this now. He just cares a lot about you.

Sanemi kissed your hand and looked into your eyes. You felt his breath brushing on your skin, making your heart skip. This man... You never expected that this intimidating math teacher, who seemed to hate everything before, would be this soft and passionate about you.

Sanemi has changed a lot since you two were together, and it seems to dawn on you more right now as you see him vulnerable in front of you.

"Sanemi, I love you. You know I won't ever let you do something that'll hurt you, right?"

"I know. Sorry, it's just my emotions—"

"Babe, no one will hurt me again. I'll also be here for you always. I love you so much, more than anything."

"And I love you too."

Suddenly, you felt the man's lips over you once again. As if you had been fighting for your life for quite a while, it feels peaceful right now. Finally.

"Tomioka-san, I told you already that I'm alright. And you don't need to blame yourself for that! I was stubborn."

You were face-to-face with Tomioka in your hospital room. Sanemi had let the two of you sort things out as even if he denies it, he's worried for his new friend as much as he is for you.

"But—"

"Why is my nii-chan like this always? I told you, you always protected me. Ever since the world crashed for me, you were there to complete me, to help me. It's just this once that I managed to save you, and I'll never ever regret that."

Nii-chan... I never called him that. And while that realisation came, Giyu's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at you with such longing. "It's the first time you called me that..."

You gave him a smile and patted his shoulder. "It's because you're my big brother, and I know Tsutako-sama will kill us both if she knows this is the reason why you won't be home tonight."

"Ugh, you really know how to kill the mood, Y/N."

A smile formed on the P.E. teacher's lips as he wiped his tears. You felt your heart go fast as you saw Giyu's bright smile.

"Tomioka-san, I don't know if I'll ever repay you for being a great brother and friend to me. But always remember, I love you, nii-chan. Okay? I really appreciate you."

"Thank you. I really appreciate this."

The ravenette stood up from his seat and planted a kiss on your forehead, which made you blush. He went towards the door, but then you called him again.

"Tomioka-san... I'm always here for you. Okay? Same with Sanemi. And I think Iguro-san too. I'm always thankful for you, nii-chan. Please tell Iguro-san, thank you, as well for being there."

"Alrighty. Get some rest. See you at school soon."

And yes, you managed to get a one-week rest. Doctor's orders. Sanemi knows how workaholic you are and tries his best to make you relaxed. But then, of course, as stubborn as you are, you still asked him how your classes were, almost every day.

He told you Kyojuro covered mostly your classes, and your students miss you. Actually, Sanemi misses seeing you at school too, but then he knows he'll have you all by himself after his work. So then, it's all good.

You are also excited about the upcoming school trip tomorrow. You had already packed your things. Even if Sanemi had protested that you should stay at home, you didn't want to, as you never wanted to miss this. And with that, of course, your boyfriend supported you.

So here you are now, sitting in front of your packed things and smiling. Who would've thought that even if all of those things have happened, you're still here to enjoy things with your beloved people? Fate really can be crazy, but at least it seems to be on your side now.

"Ehem, I think my excited baby should rest now."

You blinked as Sanemi's voice came from your back. You looked up, and there you met his eyes as he stood behind the couch, towering over you. With a smile on his lips and glitter on his eyes, Sanemi leaned in to kiss your forehead and sit beside you.

"Babe, you should rest. You know, Genya's excited to finally see you again tomorrow. That boy's damn worried about you!"

"Really?"

His siblings really accepted me.

"Yes! And Shinobu... That girl was forcing me to drive her here to check on you. Damn, I never thought that girl could be that annoying. She also makes sure to bug Tomioka. Like every single fucking day."

"Give her a break. She's my friend, that's why."

Sanemi rolled his eyes but then leaned into you. You felt his breath tickling your lips as your eyes fixed on his purple ones, which are now full of desire.

"I miss you so much, Y/N," he said, caressing your face. His actions made you gulp as you tried your best not to let your passion drive you crazy. You know how much the man has composed himself, as he knows you're still healing. And knowing Sanemi, that's hard for him, but at least he tries.

Slowly, you cupped his face and leaned in, letting your lips clash with one another. As if the wind meets the fire, your feelings burned so hard inside of you. Tongues fought for dominance, and as always, the math teacher won.

You were about to give in when suddenly...

"You need to rest, babe." Sanemi said softly, planting a kiss on your cheek.

Pouting, you crossed your arms as you watched him carry your bag and arrange it on the side of the room. "Sanemi, you're teasing me."

"Believe me, I find it hard not to be inside you right now. But you need to rest, my love. Okay? I'll make it up to you once you're all healed. I promise."

It's funny how your boyfriend knows you more sometimes than you know yourself. And he's right—you need rest. Finally, you can sleep now in peace because, after a while, Sanemi's here with you, safe and sound.

𝑻𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅…

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷!

Y'know guys, I really really appreciate you all 💕

Last chapter will be Chapter 15, so are you ready?

I won't be too talkative but I will see you on the ending!

Thank you~

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[petitelepus]

Knockout reader and Sanemi met again at a teachers hangout at a bar she works at.

Summary: You pride yourself as the most beautiful techno-organic there was and your love for beautiful things knew no boundaries. Or your flirtiness.

Warnings: None

A/N: Reader, Fem!Reader, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Giyu Tomioka, Kyojuro Rengoku, Obanai Iguro, Mitsuri Kanroji

Leaving Decepticons must have been the best decision of your life as you made yourself comfortable amongst the humans. As a techno-organic, your appearance was closer to that of a human than a Cybertronian's.

You were very keen on taking care of yourself and your appearance and you priced yourself as a beauty. Your long and bright vermilion hair was the talk around the city, your beauty stealing people's attention, but proper skincare and haircare cost money.

So you had gotten yourself a job as a bartender. As you didn't need as much sleep as humans, you could keep the bar open during the night until the morning shift would take over.

You had learned every drink there was, since you were awesome, and had even come up with some of your own specials that were a hit amongst the humans.

Well, either way, you were cleaning a pint when the bar's door chimed, letting you know you had more customers coming to enjoy your drinks.

"Welcome to Raven's Nest!" You greeted your guests and you were happy to see the good teachers from Kimetsu Academy. They came every now and then, but you weren't used to seeing such a huge bunch of them coming in at the same time!

"Oi, pleasure bot!" Tengen laughed as he took a seat by the bar's counter, his friends following his example.

You chuckled as you winked at the flashy man, "You know it better than anyone!"

You were very familiar with Tengen and his wives. Once, when you weren't careful, your Heat crept up from behind and Tengen and his beloved wives were helpful, and helped you to ease your Heat. After that, you knew whenever you needed company and fast, they were usually available.

"Where are your wives?" You asked, "You didn't leave poor things alone and come here to have fun without them?"

"My ladies wanted to stay back home, but they sent their regards to you," Tengen replied and you chuckled, "Tell them I miss them!"

"Oi, bitch!"

Ah, that familiar voice you hated to love. You turned and grinned as Sanemi took a seat next to the art teacher.

"Why, hi there, what would you like? The usual, Mister Lightweight?" You teased and the math teacher scowled as he flipped his middle finger at you, "Bitch."

"Old man hair."

"Prima Donna."

"Good to see you too, Nemi-chan." You chuckled and he groaned, "Shut up and get me a beer."

"Coming right up!" You chuckled as you quickly grabbed a pint and filled it with the amber liquor. As you handed the man his beer, you noticed a new handsome face take a seat and you grinned, "Hello there, handsome."

The teacher blinked before pointing at himself and you chuckled, "Yes, you! I haven't seen you here yet!"

"His name is Giyu Tomioka and he is a P.E. teacher back at the Academy," Tengen explained and you nodded as you took in the black-haired man's cool type of beauty. That's when you noticed something on the teacher's face.

"Did you guys eat before coming here?" You asked and they nodded, "Yeah, we had sushi. Why?"

"Oh, you got something there." You said as you pointed at Giyu's face. The teacher blinked as he wiped his face and you grinned, "Here, let me get it for you."

"Thank yo-!" The teacher was saying when you leaned over the counter and licked the corner of his mouth, snatching that small piece of rice stuck there.

"My, I don't know which one is more delicious, the rice or you?" You winked at him and the P.E. teacher froze. You giggled as you went to grab a bottle of alcohol from the shelf, but as soon as you turned your back, Giyu quickly made his way to the other side of the bar counter next to Sanemi, as far away from you as possible.

Seeing this made Sanemi laugh out loud, "Ha! Scaredy-cat!"

"Don't laugh Nemi-chan, you weren't any better on our first time!" You cackled and the white-haired man's face turned bright red, "Don't say things like that, people will get the wrong idea!"

"Will they?" You winked at him and Tengen laughed out loud.

That's when the door chimed again and you turned to greet new customers, only to see Kyojuro's and Obanai's familiar faces.

"Welcome welcome!" You said happily as you grabbed a small cup and a bottle of fine sake from the shelf.

"The usual for you, Handsome?" You asked Kyojuro who sat where Giyu had earlier been sitting. The man laughed, "Yes please, pretty miss!"

"Oh, you're getting double for sweet words!" You laughed as you handed the man his drink and then you turned to look at the teacher with the snake around his neck. Obanai was a mysterious one, whenever you served him a drink, you never saw him drink it. But his eyes were gorgeous so you didn't pay much attention to anything else.

"Hi there, Mister Snake," You called him with the nickname you had given to him and he frowned, "Shut up…"

"No harm no foul!" You said and that's when you noticed this pretty woman with pink hair hiding behind Obanai's back.

"Oh, hello there!" You grinned, "Please come out, I'm not gonna bite you!"

"Don't trust anything she says!" Sanemi snapped, but the woman still stepped ahead and smiled at you, "Nice to meet you! My name is Mitsuri Kanroji!"

"You're new, young miss," You noted as you examined the young woman from head to toe and you smiled, "And beautiful, absolutely gorgeous!"

You loved pretty things, other people, and yourself and you weren't ashamed of it.

"Oi-!" Obanai hissed, but Mitsuri just giggled as the two of them sat by the counter, "Thank you! It's actually my birthday so I'm finally old enough to have alcohol!"

"Well, happy birthday to you!" You cheered merrily, "Your drinks are free tonight!"

"Really?" Mitsuri smiled brightly and you nodded with a smile. Hah, how much could a petite girl like her drink, huh? Especially if this was her first time drinking!

Unknownst to you, Obanai and Sanemi were smirking behind your back, knowing that you made the biggest mistake of your life when you underestimated Mitsuri Kanroji and her appetite.

Two hours passed as if they were flying, but you were shocked.

"H- How…?" You wouldn't believe it if you weren't seeing it. This petite sweet girl had downed more drinks than you had ever seen a human drink and she didn't look like she was stopping anytime soon.

"So much liquor and such a small woman…" You shook your head as you looked and saw nearly everyone dead drunk, save for Mitsuri herself and Kyojuro.

"You guys are lucky you're beautiful…" You muttered, making Kyojuro laugh heartily while Mitsuri giggled, "One more Mimosa please, KO?"

"Anything for beauty like you!" You couldn't help yourself, you just loved beauty too much!

The next day you got scolded by your boss and he made you swear to limit birthday drinks to one drink only, and you agreed with him, fearing the fact that there were people like Mitsuri and Kyojuro who could drink more than they weighed. Humans were scarier than you thought.

[giyuknownasgary]

AU's

Normal AU - Self explanatory Swap Au - Hashira as uppermoons (Giyu is upper 3) Modern Au - He’s not a hashira just a normal person Living his life Kimestu Academy Au - He’s is the gym teacher at Kimestu Academy Fantasy Au - There are 9 kingdoms runned by each Hashira/Fantasy Creature (Giyu is a Siren) Traitor Au - Working for muzan Sabito Survived Au - Sabito is actually the water hashira while Giyu is a Tsugoku

Pint size Au - Hashira are turned into children _ Au Intailal + Emoji Normal - N.AU + 🗡️🌊 Swap - S.AU + 👿🩸 Modern - M.AU + 📲🇯🇵 Kimestu Academy - KA.AU + 🏫🏀 Fantasy - F.AU + 💫🧜‍♂️ Traitor - T.AU + 🖤🗡️ Sabito Survived - SS.AU + 🦊💖

Pint size - PS.AU + 🌊👶

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You can always request an Au just remember to explain

(We will add more AU as time progresses)

[astoldbyaja]

Where Hands Touch Ch.3 ~AU Demon Slayer~

I looked around the busy hall wondering who the hell would play such a joke on me! No one was paying me attention and it pissed me off. Someone put this in my locker, and I wanted to know who! I feel a hand surprise shoulder and I jumped with a soft yelp as I looked over to see Sanemi Shinazugawa standing there laughing.

“Scare ya?” he teased.

“You ass, yes you scared me. What’s up?” I asked after tucking the note in my folder.

“Uh we usually head to next period together. You that stressed for finals you forget how to be a student?” he teased as we moved down the hall.

“Hardly just got a lot on my mind is all.” I replied.

“Well don’t worry, gym will help you forget about all your troubles.” he teased knowing it was my least favorite subject. After changing into my PE clothes, I moved outside on the track and just made plans to walk my two laps. I hated running.

“Yoo hoo, Leona!” I hear the familiar tone of Shinobu Kocho. I looked toward the bleachers to see the girl along with her boyfriend Giyu Tomioka. They weren’t in this class. I smiled and waved, moving off the track and over toward the metal seats.

“Hey, you two don’t skip, what’s the occasion?” I asked. Shinobu smiled warmly.

“The school year’s almost over, the teachers don’t care that we skip as long as our grades are high, and we don’t miss any tests.” she said. I chuckled.

“But you two usually don’t participate in all of that. Don’t tell me you’re going to participate in senior skip day too.” I teased.

“We’re only seniors once.” Giyu replied with a small smile. “It’s good to make as many memories as we can before going off to college.”

“You act like we’re not all going to attend the same college.” I said happily.

“Oh, that reminds me, Leona, would you like to take part in maybe getting a student apartment close to campus. I know you live close already, but maybe you’d like your own space away from your place?” she offered in a motherly tone. I knew she was dancing around the subject of my homelife, but I nodded and smiled.

“I think that would be a great idea. I have been saving up since I started working at the café. And you’ll be happy to know I put in a good word for all my friends who may want to get a job while on campus.” I replied. Shinobu’s eyes widened happily and Giyu just smiled lovingly at his girlfriend’s happiness.

“Oh Leona, that’s great, thank you! It’ll be so much fun to work together!” she said. I only smiled, however deep down, I was feeling anxious, not about leaving my home or even going to college, but the senior year of college, the end of our friendship as we all go our separate ways in life. Would everyone still be dating each other in college, will I find someone who makes me happy before or after I graduate so I don’t have to continue life truly alone? I sometimes felt I had no drive, no desire to take the future head on because I didn’t know what was in store for me. Who else was going to die before college starts or ends?

Once school was over, I came home, showered then drove to the café. It was already filled with teenagers and college students who have come to study. Jazz music played over the ceiling and here I felt… at ease. A familiar voice of chattering came into my ears, and I looked up from the register to see it was the Shabana siblings. Ume was in a white halter top and pink skirt and Gyutaro was in a big black hoodie and baggy jeans. Upon approaching the counter, all our eyes met and the different emotions that came at me was visible.

Ume looked stunned before shooting me a glare. I guess it was meant for Tengen but since he wasn’t here, I’d have to take it instead. Gyutaro looked caught off guard too before giving me the signature look of annoyance; he gives everyone else. However, there was a brief look of something else before that annoyance.

“Welcome in, what can I get made fresh for you all-”

“No way, you work here!” Ume blurted and I just kept my relaxed smile.

“I do. What can I get you?” I asked again. She snickered nudging her older brother’s arm with a terrified grin.

“I’ll have a cheese Danish and a medium iced caramel latte with oat milk, no whip!” she commanded. I typed in her order on the pad before nodding.

“Got it, and you?” I asked looking up at Gyutaro who just slunk his shoulders down, hands in his pockets and his eyes just looked elsewhere.

“Just a medium black coffee.” he said. I nodded noticing the door opened and a few more people entered. I stiffened as I took note of who they were: Akaza, Doma, and Kokushibo some shady teens who went to a different high school. They were always up to no good.

I brought my attention quickly back to the two before me and I nodded.

“That’ll be $11.24.” I replied. Ume simply looked at her brother with a stary gaze and the boy merely rolled his eyes and sighed reaching into his pocket and pulling out a black wallet. He handed me a ten and a five and I smiled and moved to open the register. I could feel his heavy eyes on me, but I ignored it and removed his change.

“$3.76 is your change.” I replied cupping the money and he opened his hands to me. I placed the money in his palm, feeling my fingers graze his calloused, slender fingers. He immediately recoiled his hand once our skin touched. I looked at him stunned before he muttered a quick thank you and just pushed his sister gently down to the other end where the drinks were served.

“Well, well, Leona, we meet again.” Akaza purred. I sighed but nodded.

“Hello Akaza. What can I get you all?” I merely replied trying to remain polite.

“When are you going to stop playing hard to get and give me your number?” he asked.

“I don’t give my number out to strangers.” I bit. Kokushibo smirked and Doma giggled at my answer which made Akaza shoot him a glare. After I took their orders and Doma’s credit card to pay the three moved down to the pickup area too. I glanced down to the other end noticing the Shabana siblings grab their stuff and move out onto the patio out front. I noticed smoke coming from Gyutaro’s face and I deduced he was smoking. I sighed and brought my attention back to the customers who were approaching. After I took their order, some familiar faces were walking across the large glass window of the store. Kyojuro, Sanemi and Tengen, who shot the Shabana siblings a glare which I could see Gyutaro flick his cigarette and stand-up yelling something.

“Oh no.” I replied quickly moving around the counter and outside.

“You better watch who you glare out or else I’ll put you in the ground!” Gyutaro threatened when I opened the door.

“Hey, hey, hey! What is going on?” I asked.

“Get back inside, Leona, the freak wants his ass beat!” Sanemi said harshly cracking his knuckles. The look of rage on Gyutaro’s face was quick and heavy all the while Ume was shouting obscenities in the boys’ directions. People inside were looking through the window now and already pulling their phones out to record. These boys were not going to ruin my day at work. I immediately started to smack all three boys in the back of their heads making them all shout and yelp and recoil, covering their heads.

“Ow ow! Lee! Ow!” they all cried out.

“Get in this café right now! You’re all going to drive me to drink!” I snapped opening the door and yanking them inside by their collars. They all moved inside, even Tengen who was larger than me. I closed the door behind them and sighed.

“I’m sorry guys.” I said to the two, however they were already on a big shiny motorcycle. Gyutaro was moving back, and Ume clung to him. She looked at me and gave me a perfectly polished middle finger before the bike began to speed out of the parking lot. I sighed heavily and looked down. Well at least a fight didn’t break out.

When the moon was up high, and everyone cleared out, I was walking to my car. I waved at the few other baristas and unlocked my door. I noticed a piece of paper under one of my wind shield wipers. Was someone advertising something?

I see you every day, yet you never notice me. You move with such grace behind the counter, completely unaware of how you captivate those around you—how you captivate me. I’ve memorized every detail, every smile, every word you speak, even if they’re not meant for me. It’s almost cruel, how close you are, yet so far away.

You don’t truly know me, but I know you. I know what time you start your shift, the exact moment you step through the door, how your eyes light up when you talk to certain customers. I envy them, you know? How they get to hear your voice, feel your presence, when all I can do is watch from the shadows.

One day, maybe, you’ll notice me too. Maybe then, you’ll understand the lengths I’ve gone to just to be near you. Until then, I’ll keep watching, waiting for the moment you finally see me.

Yours, always watching,

XX

I frowned lightly at the letter as I read in my car, doors locked. Okay, so it is official I have a god damn stalker. I do not have time for this! What was worse they knew my work routine. One thing for certain I knew it was a student. How else were they able to put the first note in my locker earlier? Two notes in one day, that was nerve wracking! What do I do?

I returned home after stuffing the note in my pocket and went inside. I noticed no other cars were in the driveway except for my dad’s. That meant he was home, but he was home alone thank God. My phone vibrated and I looked to see it was a text Kyojuro.

Kyojuro: I think you bruised my scalp!

Me: Serves you all right for trying to fight at my job!

Kyojuro: We wouldn’t have really done anything.

Me: Lie again!

Kyojuro: Anyways did you make it home?

Me: Yes and thank god my dad is home alone.

Kyojuro: Good if anything gets too weird you call or text me!

Me: Thanks, see you tomorrow I’m heading in.

I went inside and looked around the house. The place wasn’t too dirty. I would easily tidy up on the weekends. I walked passed the living room to see my dad sitting on the couch, face lit up by the TV.

“Hey, Dad I’m home.” I replied. He grunted and waved me off and I just nodded.

“There’s some take out in the fridge.” he called, and I smiled respectfully.

“Thank you. I’ll just head to bed.” I replied. The living room smelled like alcohol, and I just sighed. Things will be getting so much worse in the next few weeks. Once I was cleaned up and, in my room, I just lied on my back and looked at the two notes from this so-called secret admirer. Should I tell someone? No what was the point? I’ve seen shows and heard real reports from people who had stalkers. No one would care until they did something physical. If it’s a student, then that means it would be easy to narrow down.

So, I needed to figure this out myself and once I had proof of whoever was doing this, I’ll confront them!

No that’s the last thing you should do!

But what could I do? Rely on my father? No, he would more than likely blame me. Maybe my friends? No, I couldn’t make them a part of this. They could get hurt by this guy… or what if they were a girl? That’s even crazier! Do they know where I live? My mind was in a complete fog with all these questions. So, I forced myself to close my eyes and figure out what to do next. Finals and a creepy stalker, how do I deal with this!

[vrystalius]

You. How do you think Kyojuro would react if Senjuro, Zohakuten and Rui were friends? (Some ppl that includes me like to think they're friends :3)

I can’t really see them being friends in the 1920s’/the main timeline of kny, but in the Kimetsu Academy I can see them being friends! Especially Rui and Zohakuten since they’re a little “edgier” to put it simply, while Senjuro is the sunshine of the group. They’d probably protect him at all costs in exchange for Senjuro spoiling them with his cooking.

If Rui and Zohakuten ever come over to visit their friend at home, Shinjuro would probably eye them suspiciously. They look like a bad influence with Zohakuten’s dark outfit and messy black hair and with Rui, who just can’t stop fiddling with strings of yarn he stuffed into his pocket. But Senjuro seems happy, his grades aren’t dropping and he comes home in time. So, what’s Shinjuro to do but to greet them and then hide away in his and Ruka’s bedroom.

Kyojuro is just happy that his little brother is making friends. He knows Rui from his work as a teacher, and he knows that he’s a quiet kid. He feels incredible pride that Senjuro managed to make friends with him! Same with Zohakuten. He was consider a troublemaker, or that’s what he heard from Giyu, but now he seems to be behaving just fine. Senjuro is such a good influence!