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Omg I luv your pfp 😭☝🏻

OMG TY TY ❤️

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Yeah, "baby" is cute, but what about "my enchantress"?

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The way I'd let this sweet man ############################################### is ridiculous.

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My c.ai is not working and I'm crying. Actually tears are running down my cheeks rn and it's not from pleasure 😔🤞

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HII!! I saw that you accept requests and I realized I never requested a fic to anyone so I thought it'd be cool to do it Idk if you accept writing trans characters, if you don't it's completely fine!! If you do, could you please write a genya x trans male reader?? It can be a oneshot, headcannons or scenarios, i dont really care, feel free to write how you feel its best!! Also dont mind if i said something kinda weird 😭😭 english isnt my first language

Hi!! I'm so sorry that I didn't answer your post on time. Ofc I do trans reader! Genya may be a little out of character for this because I only watched the new season with him in it but I'll try my best!!

Genya with Trans reader! (He/him pronouns) warnings! Swearing (i think?), mentions of Transphobia [ only a little bit], comfort, fluff.

Headcanons!

-first off, I feel like Genya would be pretty protective over you but would be the sweetest when you two are alone.

-if anyone dares to say something bad about you being trans or anything.. they have another thing coming.

"What did you just say about him!? Apologize right now!!"

-he'd be angry but then later he would ask how you were doing when you two where alone.

"Hey, I'm sorry about what thar person said earlier. Nobody should ever say things like that to you or anyone else. You mean so much to me.. I'm always here if you need to talk about anything."

-he would give you that sweet smile he did at the end of the season (yk the one)

-he would give you the best hugs fr. (No joke) they would be so comforting to you.

-if you were also a demon slayer, he would make sure to protect you on missions.

-now, he wouldn't want you to be scared when he bites the demons or eats them or when he turns into one. (He kind does I'm not sure how to explain it.)

"Hey, it's fine! It's me!"

-he would say if you were scared.

-if you weren't a demon slayer, he would visit you often when he wasn't on missions

I hope you enjoyed this, it's my first time writing headcanons!

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GOD DAMN. WHY DO THE BAD GUYS GOTTA BE SO FINE?

LIKE WOOF WOOF

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I need them BOTH (same time)

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Yall please request fic!! I write for demon slayer, basically any character. (I haven't read the manga but I'm planning too) I have watched all the seasons so far, and I know a little bit of things.

Ik willing to write anything, angst, fluff, smut (only adults, I'm not aging Characters up) and you can request certain backstories for the fic. I will write for literally anybody in demon slayer that's in the anime rn, so no kaigaku bc I haven't seen him yet

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These are all very hot characters and they are all opposites 😻😻😻

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What inspires you to write, cause l've read your content and its literally amazing. Especially the one with Muzan😭❤️

I literally just do it for me, I don't see a good fic that satisfies me and I just make it, not for anyone else and I can write how I want. It's more enjoyable that way!

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HES IS FINE OMFG WOOF WOOF

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Real

KNY Incorrect quotes#51 Baby wants milk

Michikatsu: Aww!~ aren't they so sweet Brother? such cute little cheek*squishing your face*

Yoriichi*laughs* yes~, they have such a baby face~ *boops your nose*

Kakushi!Y/n: breastfeed me then 🤨

Michikatsu*smirks looking you*Oh?~

Yoriichi*Flustured,looking at you* i-i-

Kakushi!Y/n: googoo gaga b!txh 🤨

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My perfect love for all these years.

(Muzan x insecure!fem!reader)

(Reminder that it might not be good bc it's like 11pm when in writing and I haven't written in a while, I'm mainly writing for me bc I need this scenario, I was inspired at the snow part by another writter but I can't find their name. I'll stop rambling LMAO)

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A thousand years ago, in the Heian Era.

Muzan and me where and arranged marriage. He was sick and I proved my wifely duties by helping him with whatever he needed, even though there were servants that could help, he seemed to not take his temper out on me, after we officially married, I fell for him quickly, I wasn't ready for his fate, that's why I helped him and forced him to take his medicine. Sometimes I really had to convince him.

"You need to take this." I have the bowl in my hand, filled with his medication from his "lousy doctor". "I refuse, it never does anything, that doctor just wants to see me die at this point." That broke my heart at his words, I wasn't ready to accept it. "Please.. you need to take this. Don't speak like that." I frown as he try and reason with him, I almost felt tears in my eyes. I loved him, I knew the medicine wouldn't help but I could always hope. "Absolutely not, him not taking that disgusting medicine." He told me, him sitting on his futon, panting as the sickness was getting worse. I couldn't stand to see him like this. "If you don't take this medicine I'm going to force you to, or you could just take the medicine. Please, muzan, I love you, I can't see you like this." It was true, I loved him so much that he felt he didn't deserve this. He hesitantly grabbed the bowl from my hands and drank every drop, he didn't like seeing his wife sad, especially at the thought of losing him. He gave up hope but, he would try, for his wife. "There, now leave, you insufferable woman." He said, placing the wooden bowl in the space between us. I slightly smiled at his comment, he meant "I love you" and I knew it. I grabbed the bowl and put it back onto my lap, my hands on either side as I sand up. "Thank you, for finally listening." I smile sweetly at him before walking away. I can see his eye roll to the side as he watches me leave, he never wants me to actually leave but he never tells me to come back.

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When winter came, he felt bad about not being able to go outside. He was too weak to touch it, feel it on his skin as he stared at it through the door. I walked into where he was, he was sitting on his futon, looking out the door at the white, fluffy snow. "Is something wrong, dear?" I ask him politely. "No, just let me watch the snow." He told me, he didn't even face me. I walked out the door and intot he snow, my socks and bottom of my kimono was covered in snow and I kneel, picking up a pile of the fluffy snow in my hand as I walk fasting over to him. He looked up at me, I bit confused as to why he had a pile of snow infront of him, my hands shivering in cold but I smiled softly. "You can touch it now." I tell him, his weak hand touches the mound of snow in my hands, the small peice he grabbed melted in his hand, between his fingers as water drips down them. He smiled slightly. He kept touching and feeling the snow until it was gone. He still kept that smile on his face as he looked up at me, my hands on my kimono, trying to make them warn as I grip the cloth on me. "Did you enjoy it?" I ask, the smile still on my face "..yes, thank you.." He tells me, he slightly moved to the right of his futon. "Sit down woman." It felt like an order, I sat down next to him as we both watched the snow for hours, silent as we watch it fall.

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I ran into his room one day, a bowl in my hands, I was sure this would work. I had too. "Please, please drink this!" I tell him as a i place the bowl infront of him. "You know it does nothing, right?" He asks me, genuinely confused as to why I was begging him so much to drink the medicine, maybe it was poison. "Please, I have so much hope in this one. Just one last time, muzan, please." I beg him as I slide the bowl towards him a bit. He knew that i would never poison him, but it was a possibility. He accepted the risk and moved to bowl to his lips, he drank it and then placed it in its original place, on the floor. "There." He said to me, looking in my eyes, he didn't feel poisoned, he saw genuine hope in my eyes. Definitely not poison.

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When I was peacefully sleeping on my futon, it was still night when I felt my door open and then close. I force my eyes open and I see muzan, standing infront of me. It seemed his sickness almost disappeared, he had blood on his hands, and his clothes, a small bit on his lips as he looked down at me, he could tell I was a bit shaken, he kneeled infront of me.

"Do not fear, love, I wouldn't hurt you." He tells me, I look into his eyes, the circles where no longer there, replaced with lines that almost looked like slits, his long wavy hair lies free on his shoulders and down his back. "what.. what happened?" I asked him, he medicine seemed to work but, why the blood. Muzan explained what he found out, he was sensitive to the sun, his sickness was gone, he has to feed on human flesh to survive. This all happened when I was asleep? "Would you like to join me on this journey?" He asked, still kneeling as offered. I could only nod.

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The present.

I stayed by his side everyday, him being the strongest person in know, literally. I was his demon "queen". I looked exactly like I did when I was human. He loved me and I loved him. He was the only man I ever loved, however, I didn't feel like a "queen". Queens were beautiful, I was suprised He was even attracted to me back then. I couldn't think these thoughts when he was around, he could read my mind, literally. I only thought them in the mirror, when he was at a meeting or working on a experiment.

Sometimes I would cry looking at myself, not knowing why such a beautiful man would keep me around. We still looked the same as when we were human, small changes like the black of our eyes became slits and he cut his hair, he was beautiful as always. One day, I slipped up.

I was crying over my looks as I was only covered by my undergarments as I sat on the futon, tears running down my face, thoughts spiraling in my mind. I didn't hear when he came into the room, he watched from the door, he didn't read my mind, he felt to sad to do so. Why was she crying? He asked himself as he walked closer, standing to my side as he placed a hand on my shoulder. I flinched at the action, he sat by my side, frowning. I wipe my tears fast as I look at him, shocked that he saw me like this. "What's wrong, my dear?" He asked genuinely, he didn't know what was wrong, he didn't want to read my mind, he would only if I didn't tell him.

"It's nothing, I swear." I say as I look at him, my tear stained cheeks said otherwise. "I don't like when you lie to me. Tell me whats wrong." He said a bit demanding but trying to be as gentle as possible, he had very seen you cry, not once. "I.. I don't feel pretty enough for you, why would you keep me around if I look so, unattractive..?" I ask him as I look into his eyes. His eyes seemed to soften more. "Your the most perfect woman in the world. I wouldn't want anyone to be by my side than you." He told me. I didn't believe him. "Your just saying that because I'm married to you." I shake my Head. "Darling, you should know I don't just 'say stuff.' I mean every word I tell you. Your my perfect love for all these years." He tells me with a straight face. Completely serious. "I... I just don't see what you see in me." I look away again, it broke his heart to see me like this, how long had this been going on? "Look at me. Your body is art, I don't want everyone else's. Your face is absolutely divine, I don't want to see anyone else's. Your mine, and I don't own anything that isn't perfect." He tells me as he grips my hands. Maybe he was right.?

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Ngl muzan pretty fine, might have to start writing fan-fic about em'

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“If I betray you, I betray myself…”

“If I betray him, I betray my country.”

“My country is very dear to me.”

“Dearer than I?”

“No.. no. Not dearer than you.”

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I have never been invited to one but I love weddings, especially when YK that they are gonna fight like every night.

Actually, i take that back. Weddings are kinda weird, a group of people watching 2 people kiss when you know they gonna get freaky later 😦

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I'll sell, I'll sell my heart to you. What's my, what's my, what's my price?" I CANT DO THIS.