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The Fox and the Sun
Demon and Demon Slayer in one? A paradox, but you were the living proof. For two good centuries, you served the Demon Slayer Corps as the Fox-Hashira, only in your mind your revenge against the Demon King, who had made you a demon. It took a kind boy with the sun in his soul to remind yourself of your humanity. Fox-Demon!ReaderXTanjiro Kamado
The first part of the prolog is written in the third person, then we switch to the second pov.
I wanted to separate so the past of the reader from the present.
Happy reading now.
Prolog: The Tale of the Good Demon
Long ago there lived a young maiden.
She was as beautiful, as she was kind, loved by her family and neighbors.
Some said that she had something godlike in her, that made her this way.
Of course, such shining light attracted the darkness.
The Demon King himself set his eyes on the young maiden.
One day he come into her home, killing anyone but her.
Turning her into a demon with fox-like features, ears, and a tail.
Kitsune he called her from this day and the young maiden was practically forced to obey him.
But even if she had to kill humans, even if she ate them, she searched for a way to escape this cursed existence.
She still was as pure in her heart as she was in her human life. Any death and harm she caused made her feel disgusted and hated by herself.
Years passed and the young maiden now only known as Kitsune became stronger.
So strong, that the power the Demon King had over her, vanished.
Finally, she could break free from his control and run into the night.
Now free, but still a demon, Kitsune didn’t know what to do.
She roomed the lands of Japan in search to give her life a purpose.
It wasn’t until she stumbled upon an old shrine where the fox goddess Inari was prayed to, that she found it.
Kitsune protected the Miko’s that lived there from evil men, who wanted to steal the treasures of the shrine.
She killed any last of them and the Miko’s thought she was a godsend by Inari herself.
They begged her to stay and Kitsune become their protector.
Life had again a meaning, a purpose.
Again years passed and anybody started to call her Inari, the good demon.
The protector of humankind.
This reached even the head of the Demon Slayer corps.
He came to the shrine with two of his strongest Hashiras.
With humility, he begged that Inari should join them. Become a Demon Slayer and help them against the Demon King.
Inari was unsure.
She lived a good life as the shrine’s proctor.
But the Miko’s encouraged her to go with the Demon Slayers.
Often she had talked to them about how she wanted to make the Demon King pay for what he did to her family, to her…this was a chance do to so.
So Inari joined the Demon Slayer Corps and became a Hashira.
To this day it is said that the young woman with whisker marks on her cheeks with an orange haori is the good demon Inari.
But these are of course only rumours.
It’s a story that gets told in Demon Slayer circles because the family Inari always has a woman as Hashira, nothing more.
Or that’s what you want to make all believe…
Trying to remember your human life…was difficult.
Every year that passed in this cursed demonic existence, you forgot more about your family and yourself.
The smell of your mother’s favorite perfume, your father’s loud laugh, grandmother’s swift hands at needlework, grandfather’s voice which sang you to sleep.
Like fog in the sunlight, it slowly vanished.
You signed and looked up at the sun.
After two centuries you finally could walk on sunny days again. It had been an amazing feeling. Like you have got a bit of your humanity back.
That’s when you heard a well know voice and found yourself with an armful of bubbly pink-green-haired Hashira.
“Mitsuri-Chan.”, you greeted her. “Nice to see you again.”
The Love Hashira greeted you back and then formally smashed your face into her bosom.
You tried your hardest not to turn into a tomato.
Technically you were older than her, but mentally and physically you were still seventeen years old. It sucked to be stuck in eternal puberty!
One of the reasons you so wanted to put Muzan’s stupid face on a stake and then spit on it.
“You look so cute today!”, she complimented you. “I like your new uniform.”
You only changed your stockings, since, like Mitsuri, you wore a skirt, but your friend got easily excited.
One of the reasons you found her so cute.
“So what are you doing here Mitsuri-Chan?”
Here been the house of Oyakata-Sama, where your Hashira’s mostly got your missions.
“Where you called by Oyakata-Sama too?”
“No, I just came from a mission. I think Shinobu-Chan and Tomioka-Kun were called here, like you Inari-Chan.”
“Oh joy, Tomioka.”, you deadpanned, which made Mitsuri giggle.
Nothing against the Water Hashira, but being around him made you more depressed than you already are. At least Shinobu would go on his nerves, which was always fun to watch.
Not for the first time you thought about just throwing these two idiots in a room and throwing the key away. Their sexual tension was annoying.
Humans and their relationships…were you like this when you were human once?
You couldn’t remember.
Hell, you have even forgotten your own name, that’s why anyone called you Inari.
Muzan had fucked you up well.
Anyway, you and Mitsuri said goodbye to each other, since you needed to go to the master and she needed to rest.
You enter the main room in the mansion, Shinobu and Tomioka were already sitting before the master.
You gave a deep bow and excused yourself for being late.
Oyakata-Sama just invited you to sit with them.
Pointly you ignored Tomioka’s disappointed stare and shared a quick hand squeeze with Shinobu.
Your master had exhausted kasugai crow in his lap.
“You did well to return.”, he cooed to the bird. “So, most of my children have been slaughtered? We might find the Twelve Kizuki there, then. It seems I’ll have to send in some Hashiras. Giyuu. Shinobu. Inari.”
For a second you wonder if it would be one of your old "friends".
Netherless you and your Hashira colleagues agreed with the master order.
“If only humans and demons could get along. Like we do with Inari-Chan.”, mussed Shinobu. “Don’t you agree, Tomioka?”
“Impossible… as long as demons eat humans.”
“I haven’t eaten a human in a good 50 years.”, you reminded all, but mostly Tomioka.
“You are strange and old, that’s why.”
“Did you just call me a hag?! I may look seventeen, but I’m still your senpai!”
“Ara, ara, Inari-Chan, don’t listen to Tomioka, you are still as beautiful and young as we first meet.”
Yeah, good that Shinobu was there or you would use your Katana on Tomioka.
Prick.
Good looking.
But a prick!
The master told you to go to Mount Natagumo and prepare yourself for anything.
Later, you would muse about how you didn’t had expect THAT what you encounter on the mountain.
No one could have prepared you for this.
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The Fox and the Sun
Demon and Demon Slayer in one? A paradox, but you were the living proof. For two good centuries, you served the Demon Slayer Corps as the Fox-Hashira, only in your mind your revenge against the Demon King, who had made you a demon. It took a kind boy with the sun in his soul to remind yourself of your humanity. Fox-Demon!ReaderXTanjiro Kamado
I gave the Spider Family a big sister so Reader-Chan had to fight someone. Hope you all are okay with that.
Now on with the story.
Chapter 1: The Fox Hashira
When you and your two Hashira colleagues arrived on Mt. Natagumo you found slaughter Demon Slayers everywhere.
After smelling this much blood, the familiar hunger in you came up. You gulped down the excessive saliva, ignoring your demonic instincts.
You weren’t anymore the monster Kitsune. The one who slaughters whole villages for human flesh.
For a good 50 years now, you could survive only on blood from volunteers.
Didn’t stop Tomioka to give you a worried glance, while Shinobu took your hand.
“All good?”, she whispered. “I have a blood bag with me in any case.”
You squeezed her hand.
“I would appreciate it.”
You didn’t want to risk anything. Better have a full belly to be on the safer side.
Wordless Shinobu handed you the blood bag and you started right away to drink it.
Ah, B negative.
Tasty.
Tactful both Tomioka and Shinobu let you drink in peace, not commenting on it, while they talked with each other. Well, Shinobu talked and Tomioka just stared at the dead bodies.
“Were you acquainted with any of them?”, the female Hashira wondered. “There don’t seem to be any survivors around here. We were advised that several rookie Mizunoto had joined the battle, but they might be dead by now, don’t you think?”
“As soon as Inari-San is done, we go.”, answered her Tomioka simply.
You gulped down the last bit of blood and nodded.
“Let’s go.”
You three started to run through the forest.
“Isn’t the moon lovely?”, asked Shinobu.
She and her small talk.
You humored her. “Indeed.”
You could see how she smiled at you.
“Since we’ve been given this joint mission, let’s try to get along.”, she directed her next words to Tomioka.
You and her got along without problems.
Since you joined the Demon Slayer Corps you had been friends with the family Kocho. You remember holding Shinobu as a little baby in your arms, while…while you gave Kanae a piggyback ride.
No matter how many deaths you witnessed, it always hurt to lose people.
And in your long life, you had lost a lot of beloved people.
Tomioka answered Shinobu with a simple: “I’m only here to slay some demons.”
“How callous of you!”, she tutted then turned to you two. “All right, then, let’s split up here. I shall proceed from the west.”
“I will take the north.”, you offered.
The only male agreed and you all were off to your directions.
Soon you found yourself in a clearing, which made you wrinkle your nose in disgust.
These were once human bodies, but they were melted like ice cream in the hot summer sun.
Thankful you weren’t that distracted by the rotten smell and scene before you because you clearly heard how someone tried to spit on you.
No kidding.
In an elegant flick-flack, you jumped to safety, drawing your Katana.
“Ara, ara, little human, stay still, it won’t hurt much.”, promised a female voice.
It was a young woman with white hair in an elegant bun. She wore a pretty white kimono with some red details. Her face was painted with red circles.
A lower demon.
Spider.
You smelled it in the air around her.
One of your Blood Demon Arts was transformation, like the Kitsune from folklore. Besides the whisker marks on your cheek, you appeared to anyone completely human. Nothing gave away your demonic existence.
Only a high-ranking Upper Moon and Muzan self could see through your illusion.
“Mmh, you are a cute one.”, cooed the Spider-Demon. “Sadly I have to kill you.”
Her cheeks became round and she spits at you a fountain that could only be poison.
You were more than ready for her.
Total concentration! Fox-Breathing! Third Form! Up and About!
It seemed like you vanished on the spot, only to appear over her, on your side two copies of yourself. The first copy slashed her from left to right, the second from right to left and you slashed her neck.
The demon was dead before she realized what happened.
Calmy you sheeted your Katana, watching how she dissolved in million pieces.
This wasn’t the Lower Moon of this mountain.
So you kept on searching.
On your search, you found Demon Slayer comrades imprisoned in spider webs and even in giant balls of spider threads. You cut through all and saved their lives.
You order the freed prisoners to wait for the Kakushi and kept searching for the Lower Moon.
That’s when you heard one of the kasugai crows calling loudly: “Tanjiro and the demon Nezuko are to be taken back to headquarters alive!”
Shocked you stopped and stared at the crow flying over your head.
Did you hear right?!
“Tanjiro, dressed in a checkered haori, with a scar on his forehead! Nezuko, a female demon with a bamboo muzzle! Bring them back! Bring them back!”
You did!
What could this all mean?!
You didn’t think and let your instinct wash over you.
In one second you were running on two human legs in the next you took the form of a fox as big as a horse, racing through the forest to find this demon named Nezuko.
Was she like you?
Why else would they keep a demon alive?
You run as fast as you could, soon reaching a familiar girl with a side ponytail and a butterfly clip in her hair.
You transformed back into your human form, reaching her.
“Kanao-Chan.”, you called and she turned to you. You could now see over what she had been crouching.
It looked like a little pretty girl with a bamboo muzzle.
That must be Nezuko, the description of her and what you smelled told you all.
Kanao made a deep bow.
“Inari-Sama.”
You patted her head and once again asked her to drop this. You know Kanao since she was a little girl, she didn’t need to bow before you and give you the Sama title.
You told Kanao you would take over now and she should help with the Kakushi.
Of course, she did as she was told, so you could crouch down to Nezuko’s level.
She had wonderful pink eyes, looking at you in curiosity. Her little nose moved, she smelled the air, then gave you a surprised look.
No…she couldn’t tell?
Could she?
“Do you know…I’m like you?”, you asked her quietly.
Nezuko gave you a tiny nod, making cute noises.
Gosh, she was adorable.
“Come. Can I pick you up and then let’s find your brother.”, you cooed at her sweetly.
Like a toddler, she raised her arms and you place her on your hip.
Strange.
She felt warm.
Like a sunray.
That was untypical for a demon.
Nezuko was really like you it seemed.
Together you picked up a wooden box in which, Nezuko crawled in after the sun began to rise.
So she still wasn’t immune to sunlight.
You wonder for how long she had been a demon.
“Inari-Sama, Inari-Sama!”, voices called for you.
It was two Kakushi, one had a boy with a scar and checkered haori over his shoulder.
“This must be the brother of my little demon friend in the box.”, you mussed.
The boy had a soft but handsome face. You really liked his hair color. Dark red was something unique.
Also, you felt warm coming from him. Warm like the sun.
He was as strange as his sister.
Human didn’t feel so warm to you, but the presence of the boy seemed to nearly burn you.
Curious, simply curious.
It was now fully morning and you stand beside Mitsuri and the other Hashira around the sleeping Tanjiro in the Demon Slayer Headquarters.
Goto from the Kabushi tried to wake him up. Not gently mind you. He seemed one step away from kicking the young boys behind.
Finally, he woke up, staring in utter confusion at you all.
“Bummer. I heard he was a Demon Slayer with a demon in tow, so I was looking forward to seeing someone more flamboyant…”, trailed off Tengen. “But that’s one drab-looking dude, huh?”
“Yes! And now, we’ll put this boy on trial! I see!”, said Rengoku.
Mitsuri was holding into one of your arms. You swore you could hear her think how beautiful this all was with Tanjiro protecting his demon sister.
Still confused Tanjiro tried to sit up, asking who you guys were, only for Goto to push him back down again.
“Don’t open your mouth just yet, you moron! Just who do you think is standing before you?!”, scolded the Kakushi. “You’re in the presence of the Hashiras!”
You could clearly see how Tanjiro had no idea what a Hashira was. He must be for a short time a Demon Slayer.
Shinobu stepped forward to give the lost boy at least some answers: “This is the Demon Slayers’ headquarters. And you’re about to be put on trial… Kamado Tanjiro-Kun.”
You formally tasted his desperation in the air.
“Before we start the trial, why don’t you explain the crime you’ve comm –“
“There’s no need for a trial!”, interrupted Rengoku Shinobu. “Protecting a demon is a clear violation of the code! We’re within our rights to deal with him on our own! We’re going to behead him along with the demon!”
“In that case, I’ll be glad to decapitate him flamboyantly. I’ll show you the most flamboyant blood spray you’ll ever see. I’m talking max flamboyance.”, boosted Tengen himself up.
Mitsuri gripped harder your arm, whispering: “Inari-Chan, can’t you do something? For you was made an exception, why not for this boy and his sister too?”
“I’m thinking…”, you whisper back.
The truth was you weren’t sure if you could pull Rank on anybody before they turned Tanjiro and his sister into sliced pieces of meat.
Yes, you were the oldest.
Yes, you were the strongest.
But you weren’t Oyakata-Sama. He called the shots.
While you were having your little crisis Himejima pitied Tanjiro, Tokitou was lost in his own thoughts and Tanjiro self seemed to look for Nezuko, which in turn made Goto angry, since the boy didn’t give you all the respect you earned.
Himejima, Rengoku, and Uzui were ready to just kill Tanjiro there and now.
Okay, you needed to say something.
You clapped your hands loudly so that all turned to you.
“We are not going to kill the boy and his sister.”, you told them. “Yes, technically he broke the rules, but it wouldn’t be the first time the Demon Slayer Corps made an exception. We shall wait for Oyakata-Sama’s decision. So if one of you tries to harm them, I gonna pull Rank on all of you and beat your asses until next week understood?!”
Your Hashira colleagues mumbled all together a yes senpai, while Tanjiro looked at you in aww.
You did your best not to turn red under his pretty red eyes. Red eyes normally meant evil, yet his red was so pretty and soft that you wanted to dive in.
You stopped your train of thoughts alone. No, more than friendship with humans would break your heart. You can’t forget that.
That’s when Tanjiro called where Nezuko was and the names of his friends.
But the only one responding to him was Iguro, chilling like always on the tree with his snake Kaburamaru: “Forget that. What will we do with Tomioka?”
Automatically you all turned to the Water Pillar, who was standing alone a few meters away from you.
“Seeing him there without any restraints is giving me a headache. Based on what Kochou told us, Tomioka is just as guilty of breaking Corps rules.”, reminded Iguro. “How will we deal with him? How should we make him take responsibility? What kind of lesson should we teach him? Don’t you have anything to say, Tomioka?”
Tomioka, of course, said nothing. Shinobu meant that this wasn’t important right now, since he did come back here without the need to use force and she was more interested why Tanjiro had a demon with him, even if it’s against the rules.
The young boy tried to explain, yet thanks to his wounds only coughs came out of his mouth. You smelled a bit of blood in the air.
Tanjiro needs healing, not an interrogation, yet you couldn’t do anything right now.
At least Shinobu gave him some water with painkillers in it. After he took a good sip, Tanjiro told you how his whole family had been slaughtered by a demon, leaving only him and his transformed sister behind. He swore up and down that she never hurt and never would hurt a human.
You formally felt how all Hashira’s looked at you. You know, they wanted you to talk with him.
If Nezuko was any bit like you, you were the best to talk to Tanjiro.
“She never tasted human flesh?”, you asked. “Never? Not even blood?”
“No! She uses sleep to regain her energy!”
“Absurd.”, Obonai shook his head. “Even Inari-Senpai needs to drink blood and she is over two centuries old! If she’s family, no wonder you’re defending her. I can’t trust a single word you’re saying. I, for one, don’t believe you.”
Tanjiro blinked confused, while you all tried not to facepalm.
Awesome Obonai!
Just tell a not Hashira straight away that a demon is in the Ranks of the Hashira.
The snake Hashira realized that he probably thought out aloud and seemed to blush under his bandages.
“Forgive me…”, he called ashamed of himself over to you.
You waved your hand.
What was done was done.
Now you heard Tanjiro gasp for air.
“You…you are a demon? But you smell nothing like one!”
“Are you implying I smell bad?”, you shoot back angrily, which made nearly everyone laugh, and Tanjiro stutters.
“N-No! Y-You smell nice, human!”
“Nice safe, boy.”, cackled Tengen and you hit him with your elbow in his stomach.
The sound Hashira nearly toppled over.
“Tengen-Kun, shut it or I’m telling on your wives.”, you said with a fake sweet smile.
He gave you a thumbs up. Good, he still knew where his place was.
You decide to kneel with Shinobu before Tanjiro.
“Kamado Tanjiro.”, you began. “I’m since two centuries a part of the Demon Slayer Corps and lived before that a century as a "normal" demon. For 50 years I haven’t eaten human flesh and I’m happy with blood. Yet you claim your sister never ever had either. How long has she been a demon?”
“T-Two years, ma’am.”
“Do you see the problem here, my colleagues have with your narrative? I’m a good demon too, I fight against my own kind for humanity, yet it took me decades to be there where I am now and your sister, so young, already managed?”
“I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true! Please if you really are a demon, you must have smelled something different on Nezuko.”
Before you could answer you heard Shinazugawa’s voice: “Well, well, I see you have some fun brewing here. Is that the moron Slayer who has a demon with him? What the hell are you trying to pull here?”
Shinobu and you stood up and face your follow Hashira.
“What are you doing with Nezuko’s box?”, you demanded to know.
“Shinazugawa, please don’t act out of line.”, added Shinobu.
Of course, he didn’t listen and mocked Tanjiro.
“What did you say about that demon, kid? That she can fight as a Demon Slayer to protect humans? She is not Inari-Senpai with over 100 years of experience and even our senpai still needs blood to survive. Do you know what we call that? A total delusion, you moron!”
Then he gets his katana out and steps Nezuko through the box! You feel how your canines grow and a growl comes out of your mouth. Shinobu grips you by the shoulders so you don’t tackle Shinazugawa to the ground.
You were biased, you know that.
You already liked Nezuko, you felt a connection to her. There weren’t many good demons like you and her. Seeing her getting hurt by one of your Hashira colleagues made the demon in you come out.
Luckily for you, Tanjiro freacking headbutted Shinazugawa and took the box from him. It showed how much he really loved his sister. He didn’t care who hurt her, he would make them pay twice for it.
You stopped growling and your canines shrunk back.
For now, you were calm again.
You hoped Oyakata-Sama would soon arrive, this meeting was a powder kettle ready to explode!
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The Fox and the Sun
Demon and Demon Slayer in one? A paradox, but you were the living proof. For two good centuries, you served the Demon Slayer Corps as the Fox-Hashira, only in your mind your revenge against the Demon King, who had made you a demon. It took a kind boy with the sun in his soul to remind yourself of your humanity. Fox-Demon!ReaderXTanjiro Kamado
Chapter 2: Good or Bad?
Your prayers were been answered.
Two of the Master’s daughters, you think it’s Nichika and Hinaki, announce the arrival of Oyakata-Sama.
With the help of his daughters, he was led to the edge of the veranda, while he greeted you all calmly and welcoming, being glad that you all were fine.
All Hashira’s got in line and kneeled before him.
You saw how Shinazugawa formally smashed poor Tanjiro’s face into the dirt so that he kneeled also.
You suppressed a growl.
The boy didn’t deserve this treatment.
“I am pleased to see you in good health as well, Master.”, greeted the white-haired Hashira. “I fervently pray for your continued good fortune.”
“Thank you, Sanemi.”
“If I may, Master… Before we start the Hashira Meeting, would you mind enlightening us about this swordsman, Tanjiro Kamado, accompanied by a demon?”
The master gave you all an apologetic smile. “Right. I apologize for startling you all. But first, before I tell you my decision on this matter…Inari-San, can you please tell us all your story?”
Not only you blinked surprised, but your Hashira colleagues and Tanjiro let out also surprised sounds.
“I think we all need a refresher and young Tanjiro can benefit from hearing it.”, added Oyakata-Sama.
You nodded, an order was an order, even if you did wonder why you should tell your story and began: “It happened exactly 340 years ago. I was a normal seventeen year old girl living my life. Then one night, all changed for me. The Demon King killed my family and turned me into a demon. I became like the Kitsune from our folktales, I was powerful, even so young. Kibutsuji called me his crown jewel. His best creation. For a good 100 years, I was under his rule. I…I killed and eat lots of people, sometimes whole villages. I know it was wrong, but my bloodlust was so strong. But slowly over the years, I regained more of my humanity. I got so strong that I finally could flee from Kibutsuji. I roomed this land, only eating humans who were considered monsters. Murders, rapists, pedophiles. I felt I did something good. Then one day I stumbled over an old shrine where the fox goddess Inari was worshipped. The Miko’s who lived there were old and frail. It didn’t stop robbers to enter the sanctuary and trying to steal the treasures. I protected the woman, killing the man. The Miko’s thought of me as a godsend by Inari herself, begging me to stay with them, which a did for a few years. Then one day the Master of the Demon Slayer Corps of that time and two of his strongest Hashira appeared. The Master begged that I joined their cause, which I did since I want to personal put Kibutsuji’s head on a stake. It was not simple to be accepted by the other Hashira’s. I still needed to eat human flesh to survive, the sun still burned me. It took nearly 100 years till I was so respected in the Corps that no one doubted my devotion. I saw a lot of Masters and Hashiras come and go, helped to raise future Demon Slayers, and worked on myself to reign more of my humanity. For a good 50 years now, I only need blood to survive, which comes from volunteers. 10 years ago I managed to finally master the ability to walk in the sun. I came a long way from Kibutsuji pet monster Kitsune to now being the proud Hashira Inari. And that’s my story.”
“I want you all to remember Inari-San story.”, advised Oyakata-Sama. “My Ancestor saw the potential of having a good demon on our side. Like how I see potential in Tanjiro and Nezuko Kamado. Both will be Demon Slayer and I want you to accept my decision.”
It was so silent you could hear a needle drop.
Curious you glanced at the other Hashira’s. A lot seemed to struggle with this decision, but they also KNOW you for ages, some of them you babysit as children, they knew a demon could be good and control themselves.
On the other hand, this was you and Nezuko they didn’t know.
Himejima found first his words: “Even if it’s what you desire, Master, I cannot agree to it. Inari-Sama is a special case, a rarity. She has more than one lifetime of experience and self-control on her side than the young demon girl.”
“I’m flamboyantly opposed as well!”, agreed Tengen. “Inari-Senpai was once one of the twelve Kizuki, she is different from other demons. I can’t see another demon being like her.”
“I shall do whatever it is you wish, Oyakata-Sama!”, said Mitsuri.
At least one was for Nezuko and Tanjiro.
“I’m fine either way… I’m going to forget soon, anyway.”, deadpanned Tokitou.
Another one on their side, maybe? Well, better than nothing.
“I won’t trust them. I won’t trust them.”, hissed Iguro formally. “In the first place, I loathe demons. It was hard enough to come to respect Inari-Senpai and trust her. And she has centuries of self-control under her belt.”
“Although I respect you with all my heart, that’s an incomprehensible notion, Master! I oppose it with everything I’ve got! Inari-Senpai is the only demon we can trust.”, proclaimed Rengoku.
“The Demon Slayer Corps’ mission is to annihilate demons.”, reminded Shinazugawa you all. “I request that you penalize both Kamado and Tomioka!”
Oyakata-Sama turned to you.
“Inari-San, you are on both sides. Tell me…what do you think about Kamado Nezuko.”
You licked your lips, carefully selecting the words you wanted to say.
“Kamado Nezuko…is different. That is clear. She could detect that I’m a demon, even if I was using my Blood Demon Art. She could smell it on me.”
You formally felt how the other Hashira were losing their shit after that revelation. No one besides Muzan or an Upper Moon should have this power.
You continued.
“She didn’t react hostile at me, let me even pick her up and carry her. Nezuko is intelligent, she doesn’t seem to have any bloodlust. I think…she is more like me than we think…no she is even better than me if she really doesn’t need human flesh or blood to survive.”
“Your conclusion, Inari-San?”
“Oyakata-Sama, if this is all right with you…I would take responsibility for Nezuko and Tanjiro Kamado. I’m even ready to put my life on the line. If Nezuko will eat a single human, then you can kill me with her. I won’t fight.”
That made all Hashira really lose their nerves.
“Inari-Chan, no!”, screamed Mitsure, tears in her eyes.
“Senpai, that’s crazy, we can’t lose you!”, shouted Rengoku.
You know he had a soft spot for you. When his father was a Hashira and he was a young boy, you would often play with him and even babysit him. You are pretty sure you even changed some diapers of his.
“Inari-Senpai, that’s dumb and so not like you. You really want to put your life at stake for another demon?”, wonder Obanai.
Before it really could get out of control Oyakata-Sama wanted you all to hear this letter from the former Water Hashira and your old friend Sakonji Urokodaki.
Hinaki read aloud how Tanjiro should be allowed to be accompanied by his demon sister. That Nezuko had resilient mental strength and has not lost her human emotions. Even in a starved state, she never devoured humans, and this has held true more than two years later. Although the situation seems somewhat far-fetched, it is an indisputable fact. Then came the bomb in which your old friend, Tomioka, and even Tanjiro promised to commit ritual suicide, if Nezuko should kill a human.
As you promised a few minutes ago. All right, you said they could kill you too, but it was the same thing in a way.
Your nose tickled with the salty fragrance of tears. Tanjiro was crying silent and thankful tears. He seemed so glad and relieved that at least three people were on his and Nezuko’s side.
He was a good young man, you felt it.
“So what if they commit ritual suicide and Inari-Senpai lets us kill her?”, growled Shinazugawa. “If you want to die, then rot for all I care! It’s no guarantee! Not by a long shot!”
Rengoku wanted to say something, probably agreeing with him, but you calmly turned to Shinazugawa and said ice-cold: “And yet you trust me?”
“W-What?”
“Kamado Nezuko has never devoured human flesh, where I, I eat and killed more than a thousand, and still to this day I need blood. She is better than me, yet you and anybody else can’t wait for to decapitate her and her brother who loves her so dearly and would do anything for her.”, you scolded.
Nearly everyone looked ashmead.
They were based, they knew that.
Was it because they grow up with you as a parental/sisterly figure or you earned their trust.
They weren’t thinking rationally, but with their emotions, and they were in chaos.
Only Tanjiro looked at you like…you were a divine being, coming to Earth to help him and his sister.
You fought off a blush and pointedly didn’t look in his direction. These dark red eyes with heartful tears in them were too much to handle.
“The fact is that Nezuko has refrained from devouring humans for more than two years, and also that there are three people and one demon risking their lives for her.”, sums up Oyakata-Sama. “To reject this notion, those who reject it must offer an even more convincing argument.”
Shinazugawa gave an angry grumble.
“Do you all have the will to do so?”
No one said anything, and that’s when Oyakata-Sama let the next bomb drop: “Also, there’s something I’d like to relay to you, my children. Tanjiro here has met Kibutsuji.”
You Hashiras being shocked was the understatement of the century.
Your chin meets the floor. Tanjiro meet the fucking asshole and lived?
What?!
“No, impossible!”, yelled Tengen. “After Inari-Senpai joined us 200 years ago no one has ever crossed paths with him?!”
“Is the bastard still high and mighty as ever? I hope you didn’t battle him. He probably has a new hidey-hole, did you see it?”, you shoot your questions at him, like bullets from a pistol.
The others shoot their own question at him, like what he looked liked, what his powers were, and so on.
Poor Tanjiro was clearly overwhelmed with you all shouting questions at him so Oyakata-Sama called you all to order.
“Kibutsuji has sent pursuers after Tanjiro. Though his purpose may simply be to silence him, now that Kibutsuji’s given himself away for the first time, I don’t want to let go. I also believe something’s happening to Nezuko that Kibutsuji never saw coming. Not unlikely with what happened with Inari-San. One of his own Upper Moon betraying him must have shocked him, even if it was so long ago. Can you try to understand?”
Boarheaded Shinazugawa refused to understand the Masters reasons. He was so fixed in his mindset that all demons needed to be killed, that he couldn’t see another way. Not that you could blame him, after what he experienced as a child.
Then he actually slices his arm to let the blood drop on Nezuko’s box to coax her out!
Good thing you weren’t hungry or else you would probably start sucking.
Of course, Nezuko comes not out, hello sunlight, which Obanai reminds Sanemi, and the white-haired Hashira jumps into the mansion and then again stabs Nezuko through the box.
That’s when you see red.
One second you look human, the next your whisker marks get deeper, your hair turns orange, fox ears and a tail grow and you know your eyes turn red.
With a growl you jump between Sanemi and Nezuko’s box, holding in an iron grip his Katana.
“That’s enough, Sanemi! As your Senpai I say: Stand down!”, you growl in your demonic voice.
It’s deeper more animalist than your human one.
This all took place in a few seconds, so of course, all are like statues and don’t know what to do.
They know not to cross you when you show your true self. You were a one-woman army, worth a thousand Demon Slayers.
Nonetheless, Sanemi gets his bearing back.
“Senpai, you would face off against one of your comrades for a demon?!”
“She is an innocent being, I won’t let you egg her on. You practically play with fire here!”
“Innocent being?! That’s a demon and I just want to prove to you all how dangerous she really is!”
That’s when you all hear how the box opens. Growling, with saliva running down her muzzle Nezuko stands up from it.
Fast she grips your arm and puts you behind her.
What is she…?
“What is happening?”, ask Oyataka-Sama his daughters.
“The younger demon seems to protect Inari-Sama. She put herself between Inari-Sama and Shinazugawa-Sama.”, responds Hinaki.
So you aren’t imagining things.
“Come on demon attack me.”, taunts her Sanemi. “You didn’t like me yelling at one of your kind and you want my blood. Show everyone your true self.”
It seems like an eternity passes, but Nezuko just turns away from Sanemi and hugs you.
You feel her shaking in your arms, she is fighting against her bloodlust, but she is winning.
“Good girl.”, you coo at her, hugging her back. “You are a good girl.”
Again the Master asks what happened and both his daughter tell him what transpired.
“So now, it’s been proven that Nezuko won’t attack humans, right?”, declares Oyakata-Sama.
Well, no one can argue anymore.
In the end, Tanjiro and Nezuko were now accepted as Demon Slayers and their quest was to defeat the Twelve Kizuki and the Demon King himself.
Tanjiro promised that they would do their best.
Then Shinobu pointed out that he needed medical attention, so the Kakushi arrived to take Tanjiro and Nezuko.
You helped Nezuko back into her box, giving her forehead a kiss and a promise that you would see her soon. She made cute agreeing noises at you.
Never seeing how Tanjiro looked at you, a fox-demon, been so kind and good to his sister, filling his heart with new emotions.
After the Kamado’s Siblings were gone with the Kakushi, the Hashira Meeting could take place.
You switched back into your human form and follow after the other to the meeting room.
Oyakata-Sama with his two daughters by his side sits before you. The room was dark only illuminated with lamps and you all sit in seiza before him.
You talked about how the quality of the Demon Slayer has gone bad, how this era changed so much, and how the Demon King let this chaos happen with his Lower Moon to hide his traces.
The Master let all, besides you, go, with the words that you were the best Demon Slayer since the Feudal Era.
You expected a scolding for acting out of line today, showing your true self, and commanding Sanemi, but the Master just wanted your honest opinion.
You were the oldest, you have seen death and life come and go.
Was the way the Demon Slayer Corps took the right one?
You only said this.
“Oyakata-Sama. I think we found valuable assets in Tanjiro and Nezuko Kamado. These two are something special. They are full…of sunlight. And sunlight is the best against demons.”
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The Fox and the Sun
Demon and Demon Slayer in one? A paradox, but you were the living proof. For two good centuries, you served the Demon Slayer Corps as the Fox-Hashira, only in your mind your revenge against the Demon King, who had made you a demon. It took a kind boy with the sun in his soul to remind yourself of your humanity. Fox-Demon!ReaderXTanjiro Kamado
I always forget to tell, but I made a drawing of how I image the reader aka. Inari, of course in the end you decide what to look like, but I just wanted to give you an idea.
Here is the link: https://www.deviantart.com/empressofthesun/art/Reader-The-Fox-Hashira-971290363
Chapter 3: Foxes and Butterflies
One good thing about living as long as you did, was that you collected a lot of money in your time as Demon Slayer.
80 years ago you bought this beautiful Mansion with a big garden. It was located in the same neighborhood as the Butterfly Mansion.
Humming a little melody under your breath you worked in your grand and beautiful garden. Butterflies and bees fly around, and birds chirping their songs.
It was an oasis of serenity.
You put the sunflowers in the basket beside you and then stood up. Cracking you spin, letting out a relaxed breath.
You were grateful for any day in the sun you could spend. Since you got immunity from it your cursed existence as a demon was more tolerable.
You could pretend more that you were human. Forgotten for a while all the gruesome things you have done in your long life.
Yet you could never truly forget.
The hunger for flesh and blood in you was strong.
You put a hand on your stomach and picked up your basket full of sunflowers.
Time to go over to the Butterfly Mansion and get your weekly blood supply from Shinobu.
Still humming you enter your mansion, going to your bedroom. You needed to change your dirty work kimono into something more presentable.
You didn’t know why…but you had the urge to look extra pretty today.
It was totally not because you could meet Tanjiro in the Butterfly Mansion and wanted to make a good impression on him.
No.
Perish that thought.
Anyway, you took a bath, styled your hair into an elaborate bun with a pretty cherry blossom hairclip, and put your white kimono with cherry blossoms and red Obi on.
When you also sprayed some perfume on yourself, you had to admit you were going beyond, what one did, when one visited a friend.
You looked ready for a date.
You made a grimace in the mirror.
Okay…maybe you wanted to impress Tanjiro. The boy hadn’t left your thoughts or more his eyes, these pretty red orbs, haunted you any waking hour.
This was not good.
You couldn’t start something with a human.
Casual flings were more your style, but this somehow, strangely felt more powerful.
You shook your head and took your basket of sunflowers.
Enough.
You just wanted to look pretty.
Nothing more.
And if Tanjiro blushed seeing you and got shy, you would eat it up but do nothing about it.
With that in mind, you made your way to Butterfly Mansion. You knocked and after a few seconds, Shinubo herself opened the door.
“Inari-Chan, good afternoon!”
“Good afternoon, Shinobu-Chan! May I enter?”
“Of course, of course, here for your blood supply.”
You nodded.
Shinobu smiled and lead you to her Examination Room/Office. There she gave you in another basket your blood bags, while you handed her one of your sunflowers.
This made your friend happy and she promised to find a vase as soon as possible.
You made a bit of small talk till Shinobu rightfully pointed out: “Ara, Ara, Inari-Chan, you look ready to go on a date who is the lucky man? Or woman?”
“I just felt like dressing up.”, you mumbled fighting your blush. “How are the Kamado Siblings?”
You didn’t like the knowing glint in the Insect Hashira’s eyes.
“Oh Tanjiro already started rehabilitation training and Nezuko sleeps most times of the day. Their friends Agatsuma Zenitsu and Hashibira Inosuke are healing as well and I’m sure Inosuke can join soon Tanjiro.”
“Oh, that’s good. Do you mind, if I look after Nezuko for a second and maybe greet the girls?”
Of course, this was okay and Shinobu lead you to Nezuko’s room before she return to her office with a cheeky wink in your direction. You stuck out your tongue at her.
Little brat!
You knocked at the door, calling out to Nezuko that you would be coming in. The room was dark, but you could see clearly.
Night Vision was only one of the perks of being practically half-fox.
Nezuko Box stand in the middle of the room, slowly it opened and the younger demon picked out her head, making a cute sound.
“Hello Nezuko-Chan.”, you cooed, stepping closer to her. “It’s me, Inari. I wanted to see how you were doing.”
She was now fully out of the box. Cute, she was as tall as a child and made grappy hands in your direction.
You had more of a lifetime experience with babies, toddlers, and children to know what she wanted.
So you picked her up and twirled her around.
Her pretty laugh could warm even the coldest heart, you were sure.
“All good with you baby girl?”
Nezuko made an agreeing sound, hugging your neck.
“The girls treat you nice?”
You stopped spinning and sat down with her on the bed. She nodded cutely.
“Ah, that’s good. Your brother is okay too?”
She made an adorable coo noise in agreement.
Aww, you could just eat her up. Precious baby girl.
You kissed her forehead, which made her giggle. Then you hugged her closer to yourself and swayed back and forth.
Nezuko cooed again, snuggling closer to you and seeming to enjoy greatly the affection you gave her.
You started to tell her random things, while she answered back in coo or giggles.
You don’t know how much time passed, just sitting with her, telling her nothing and all, but you found yourself laying with her on the bed, stroking her hair. Nezuko was nodding off and with a yawn, you decide to take a quick nap as well.
It was comforting to be in her presence.
The sun warmed your back as you climbed up the mountain. Under your snowboots, the snow made a satisfied crunching noise.
Your love told you, that he would come to visit you in the village, yet it burned terribly been away from him.
You couldn’t wait till you finally would be married.
You reached the small hut, his family called their home, greeting warmly your future in-laws, as his mother told you, he was off chopping firewood.
You thanked her, walking up to your beloved.
His pretty dark red hair shone in the sunlight.
Been cheeky, you put your hands on his eyes and asked who it was.
You heard him laugh, pretending to think, till he said your name.
For this, you gave him a kiss on the cheek.
He turned around and you were lost in his otherwordly red eyes.
He smiled that soft smile that only was reserved for you, hugging you to himself.
A happy sign left you.
You could stay forever like this…
“Inari-Sama?”
Someone called you.
Sleepy you opened your eyes, yawing loudly.
Huh, what a strange dream you had. You wonder what that meant.
“Inari-Sama, is anything all right with you?”
Finally, you were awake enough to understand what was going on.
You were in Nezuko’s room in the Butterfly Mansion. The younger demon gripping your kimono, still asleep beside you in the bed and Tanjiro was standing beside it.
…Tanjiro?!
You couldn’t help but blush, careful to not disturb Nezuko, you sat up to greet him.
“Oh hello Tanjiro-Kun, you are finished with your rehabilitation training that is good.”
“Yes, I wanted to see after Nezuko. I’m surprised but happy to see you Inari-Sama.”, he told you shyly. Gosh, he was adorable! “I couldn’t thank you for how you stood up for us before the other Hashira and that you protected Nezuko. Thank you.”
He bowed, and you wave it away, saying it was nothing and to please drop the Sama. You were fine with Inari.
The smile Tanjiro gave you should be illegal.
To not turn into a puddle of goo under his feet, you stroked Nezuko’s beautiful hair. The younger demon cooed in her sleep.
“It makes me happy, seeing Nezuko like this. She likes you very much Inari-San.”, told you Tanjiro, while he stroked his sister’s cheek.
“I like her very much too…it’s nice to have met another good demon like me. You can imagine my existence is really lonely.”, you admitted, fixing your bun.
So much to look ready for a date. Your hair was a catastrophe.
Tanjiro gave you such a heartful look, that you swore your heart stood still for a second. It was like he understood you.
“I’m sorry, Inari-San, but I’m also happy that you are here. I think it does Nezuko good having around another good demon.”
“Mmh, yeah.”
You looked at each other shyly with blushing cheeks.
Suddenly Nezuko sat up and would have hit your chin if you didn’t dodge.
“Oh, you are awake Nezuko!”, said Tanjiro happy.
His sister made now grappy hands at him and he took her in his arms.
Your heart was a pool of goo, seeing the two siblings interact with each other.
The older brother told his sister about his day, while she made cute noise in understanding.
You wished you had a camera to immortalize this sweet moment forever.
Sadly it was probably time to go for you. You still wanted to check on the girls.
So you stand up, fixing your kimono.
“I will leave you now.”, you told the Kamado siblings. Both looked devasted. “I still haven’t checked up on Kanao, Aoi, and the little girls. I didn’t mean to fall asleep with Nezuko.”
“Oh, if you must…It was nice seeing you Inari-San.”
Nezuko made something like a wail, reaching her hands out to you. You took her from Tanjiro’s arms, hugging her and kissing her chubby cheeks.
“Don’t worry, Kit, I will visit soon. Be a good sister for your brother.”
The younger demon cooed in agreement, as you put her down on the floor.
You took your basket and gave her a sunflower.
“This is for you.”
She made a happy sound, hugging the flower to herself.
“You are really kind, Inari-San.”
You gave Tanjiro a tiny smile, giving him also a sunflower. He blushed crimson red, staring at it in confusion and then at you.
“A sweet boy like you deserves a flower also.”
Where you flirting?
Probably.
Before you made more of a fool out of yourself you said your goodbye to the Kamado siblings and searched for Kanao, Aoi, and the girls.
Only Nezuko saw how her brother was red like a tomato, touching the sunflower like a precious thing, with a lovestruck smile on his face.
You were back home drinking a blood bag, while you read a book.
You should be sleeping, but the nap you took with Nezuko, had left you wide awake.
Not that you slept a lot.
You slept because you could, not because you needed it.
Your record was five hours per day.
Slurping the blood down, you wonder about the strange dream you had.
You never really dreamed.
And when you did it was a chaotic mess with no sense, yet this dream had been so clear, like a memory.
But you didn’t understand it for the life of you.
The boy you dreamed about, who had looked so much like Tanjiro, yet didn’t at the same time, was a mystery.
You never had seen him in your life.
Or at least you don’t remember it.
It was frustrating to have forgotten so much about your human life! Not for the first time you cursed out the Demon King.
One day, you would make him pay for all he did to you and your family.
Someday soon, hopefully.
You didn’t know if you could make it another century with Muzan still free to do as he pleased.
But maybe with Tanjiro and Nezuko on your side, it was finally time to end him.
Who knows?
You hoped with all your heart that this way you were going….you wouldn’t lose any more beloved people.
Yet you know deep down that it would be impossible. Some people would probably die if they faced Muzan.
You put your book on the night table and then began to pray.
“Goddess Inari, please help and guide us. Protect us in this war that will soon happen. Take my life for the life of my beloved people. Better me than them.”
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The Fox and the Sun Index
Demon and Demon Slayer in one? A paradox, but you were the living proof. For two good centuries, you served the Demon Slayer Corps as the Fox-Hashira, only in your mind your revenge against the Demon King, who had made you a demon. It took a kind boy with the sun in his soul to remind yourself of your humanity. Fox-Demon!ReaderXTanjiro Kamado
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Imagine:
Making Tanjiro Kamado your personal plaything.
(Title: "Love Is Blind")
Plot summary: you are something... Not from this world. A being of love, and of hate. He cannot resist your charm, and eventually he doesn't want to. He is your plaything now. Always and forever. (Romantic).
This Contains: drug-like themes (giving). Forced feelings of love (giving). Mental and emotional manipulation (giving). Murder (giving). Capture (giving). Worship (receiving).
Note: Meant to be bigger, but never got around finishing it+ I still haven't finished demon slayer, only watched a bit of it. Found in the old drafts! Seeing how finished Tanjiro's part was, I figured I'd post it! Maybe I'll make moooore if I ever finish demon slayer on Netflix ;D. Anyways, enjoy this while I try and finish some request stuff. Heavily inspired by the works of @koinotame and @minkmousesworld annnnnd just, me wanting to write an Aphrodite-like, Dom S/O-
There was something.... Alarming about you. Something otherworldly.
It was your beauty, your divine appearance.
You captivated the masses, making man and woman alike victims to your appeal. Hundreds of people would come just to have a mere glance at your visage, and each one would fall madly in love soon after.
But it wasn't all just skin-deep. Your personality was just as radiant.
Kind, affectionate, and completely irresistible. If people didn't fall for you at just a simple look, then a single conversation would have them all wrapped under your finger.
Of course, there was an ugly side to you. Everyone is flawed, even you. But they could be excused. So what if you're outrageously jealous when others challenge your glamour or take away the attention? So what if you're incredibly spiteful to the point you would have your worshippers beat, whip, and burn whoever did offend you? So what if you can be murderously insecure? Doesn't everyone have their moments? Their bad days? Of course they do, it's human. They all forgive you in one way or another.
They worship the ground you walk on. Though, you don't allow your feet to be tainted by the earth often. Instead, you are carried in a palanquin fit only for an emperor. Your word is law, your action is their command. You truly are an anomaly, especially when so little is known about you. They do not know where you've come from. They do not know why you seem so displaced and above them. They do not know how you can perform unearthly miracles with a simple flick of your wrist. And they do not care to ask, for they are happily content so long as they can worship you. So long as they can love you.
So imagine the despair you caused when you finally took someone as your personal plaything. Someone that was not any of them. But who are they to oppose your choice? And who is your beloved to oppose you either? They won't allow them to change their mind.
Not like you'll allow him to anyway.
He doesn't seem to remember anything from his past. It's all.... Fuzzy and blurred.
But he remembers when he first met you, how could he ever forget it? Your appearance may of caught his eye, but it was your kindness that really captured his heart.
You were so sweet to him, so kind and gentle, how couldn't he fall so deeply in love with you? Sure, it may of been a little alarming how quickly he got attached to you, but that just proves how amazing you are!
Likes to take care of you, though he can't really do much that hasn't already been done by your line of endless worshippers.
But he still tries, doing other things for you instead. He's so cute when he brings you something to eat in the morning, or when he cleans around your room (seeing that that's the only place your followers can't enter). Acts of service is his greatest love language. He wants to do everything for you, make you comfortable and content like you've made him. He's so cute, isn't he?
He also tries to help the community, helping them out in any way he can. This gets him some favour among your people, which after awhile turns into acceptance. They now welcome him with open arms.
Tanjiro tries to steer you away when he notices the thick air of jealousy forming around you whenever someone touches him in a way you don't like, or says things in a tone a bit too suggestive for your liking. He knows how you get, how quickly you are to anger, and he does an amazing job at calming you down; feeding you attention and reassurance that he is never going anywhere. That he loves you, and only you.
He does get a little jealous from time to time too, seeing so many people touching you and everything. It triggers something in him, something that wants him to isolate the both of you, somewhere far away where only you two exist; where you both can start your lives together, raise some children together, have a beautiful family far away from these people.
Like in the mountains.
But that's just an instinct for... Some reason.
D-don't misunderstand! He's in awe with how progressive, thriving and safe your village is! He just.... Wants to be able to provide for you himself. Alone. Together.
He's also very amazed whenever you perform a 'miracle', conjuring long fields of fruits and vegetables for your people to devour, and animals for them to butcher. He asks you questions about it, how on earth can you do these sorts of things! But, you only giggle and pinch his cheek, leaving him flustered and red in the face.
He really likes the times where you two can just be at peace with one another, happily relaxing in each others' arms and mindlessly asking questions to each other (though it's mostly him who gets questioned). You two can simply be by yourselves here, enjoying a warm meal he made and each others' presence. It's so domestic, and it leaves him in bliss.
There are days where he.... Wonders. About his past. He knows he should remember things, but he just.... Can't... Familiar places, familiar faces, familiar smells all bring nothing back for him. He can't remember from before he met you.
You won't let him
He has.... Glimpses, sometimes, where he manages to recall faint remnants of something. Or in this case today, someone. Someone who.... He swears he remembers.
He.... He had a sword right? Yes, a sword....why does he have a sword? What purpose would he need a sword for? He doesn't think he was a samurai... But that sword meant something... And the uniform! They signified something, didn't they?
..he was a demon slayer.. he was a demon slayer! Yes, he remembers that! He trained to become a demon slayer, to protect others from being hunted down by demons! But there was also another reason he can't recall
Images flash in his head, blurry and hardly possible to decipher. There are blanks and gaps in between them, but something nostalgic and melancholic clings to them, and he can hear a faint, feminine voice..
He had a sister, right?....yes, a sister... What was her name..? He... He can't remember. He can't remember what his sister's name is. He can't remember what she looks like. But he remembers that he has to protect her. That he has to cure her. Yes.... Yes, he remembers..
He remembers!
He remembers...
And he tries to escape. But something is stopping him. Something inside of him.... It doesn't want him to leave this place. It doesn't want him to leave this room.
It doesn't want him to leave you.
Every step he gets closer to that door, a little piece of his heart begins to break. By the time he's halfway through the room, he's crying, and his body is shaking, and it's getting harder to keep moving forward.
He's betraying you, he shouldn't be doing this... after everything you've given him... B-but his sister... She needs him. He has to do this. He has to get to her. He has to go!
No, he doesn't.
He's collapsed just at the entrance, sobbing and breathing uncontrollably. His whole body is shaking by now, and he feels so awful and horrible.
When you've returned, Tanjiro is hyperventilating, fat orbs of tears rolling down his face. It makes you pity him almost, even when he was just about to leave you behind.
What a lovesick puppy..
And what is a better cure for heartbreak, then love? You kneel down to his level, scoop his handsome face in your hands, and gently rub your cheek into his; leaving little kisses and hums along his trembling skin.
He grips onto your clothing, a small piece of himself telling him to throw you on the ground and get away, that something with you isn't right, but the rest is begging him to hold onto you, cling to you; engulf you in his arms as he weeps uncontrollably.
He's trying to say something, though it's hard to understand, but you can definitely hear a few 'i'm sorry's from his incoherent rambling. Ugh, it hurts to see him like this.
But you suppose he deserves this, trying to run away and everything. His heart is too big for his own good, and now it's cracked in multiple ways. He should be thankful for your attachment to him, for your mercy, because many before weren't often so lucky.
Afterwards, you begin to melt his mind further. Being around you is similar to a drug, you're something that makes Tanjiro feel happy and content with his new life here. Overtime, his mind slips, and day by day he is forgetting everything of his life.
His life as a demon slayer? What do you mean? Why would he be a demon slayer? This village is perfectly safe. His sister? You must be mistaken, he doesn't have a sister. His friends? Well, they're all here, silly! His family? He already has a family, with his beloved Y/N.
When all is said and done, Tanjiro is rendered the perfect husband. He maintains his kindness, his hardworking nature, his compassion and his friendliness. But now he is so much more loving, and submissive, and doting towards you. As he should, for you are his spouse now. And both of you couldn't be happier, you're sure.
And if his little sister and friends were to ever appear? To try and take your puppy away? Well, your devotees will take care of them swiftly. They trained themselves to be your unstoppable armies.
And if they fail. You can always intervene... And nobody in this world wants that.
“hold still!” —
SYP — self care night w ur sweet bf!
GEN. — fluff, crack
WARN. — gn!reader, male characters
REQ. — “Hi! Can I mayb request a skincare or spa day for any blue lock characters? If you don’t except this req, that’s totally fine! Thanks anyway!!!”
NOTES. — omg xyae!!! you finally posted!! no need for the applause guys 🙄🙄 also, i know some characters like reo, childe, kaeya etc would already know about skincare but we’re gna ignore that kay 😛
“stop moving!”
“i can’t help it, you’re smothering my face with this — this cleanser stuff!”
you sigh in mock annoyance, reaching your clean fingers to adjust the frog headband sitting on his hairline.
“do you do this everyday?” he tilts his head, squinting his eyes when you continue rubbing the product on his cheeks.
you hum in agreement, “its a way of taking care of your skin. you know, getting it to clear up.”
“my skin’s just fine. i just wash it with soap and not this — ‘hydrating cleanser’ stuff,” he rolls his eyes, using his fingers to air quote.
“how the hell do you have such nice skin when you wash it with hand soap?” you deadpan.
“genetics? i don’t really know,” he shrugs, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning into your gentle touch.
you hum. “ok, go wash this off,” you trail off, turning your back and grabbing the masks and serums. “so we can start with these!” you beam.
his eyebrow twitches.
“what’s that for?” he cocks a brow, pointing at the small package on your lap. “you’ll see in a sec,” you smile, tearing it open.
walking over, you adjust his cute sanrio headband again before gently placing the face mask on his face. he shivers but before he could open his mouth to complain or make some sassy quip, you slap a lip mask on his face.
that was 30 minutes ago.
now you’re stuck on the floor with a sleepy man twice your size, quite literally squeezing the life out of you.
“babe, we were supposed to take the masks off like 10 minutes ago,” you sighed, patting his head. you hear him grumble, mumbling incoherently.
“i’ll do it then, stay still,” you smiled softly, reaching for your mask and then his masks. “tilt your head back a bit.” he complies and you reach for the serum bottles.
applying a small drop of serum on his forehead and cheeks, you take notice of how his eyebrows furrow slightly at the cold liquid.
“it’s a lil cold,” you chuckle, kissing his forehead before spreading the serum all over his face.
he hums sleepily, voice breaking softly as his eyes flutter close.
it’s quiet for a while, before..
SLAP!
“oww!” he yelps, eyes flying open as he sits up hastily. “why are you slapping me?” he manages to get out in between slaps. you hum, “it helps your skin to absorb the product better.”
he side eyes you.
you hear him groan. ignoring it, you continue with your skincare routine. “ugh!” he groans, way louder and more exaggerated. you feel your eyebrow twitch.
by the time you chose to stop ignoring his whining, he’d already kicked the blankets off the bed.
“what do you want? i already finished your skincare so just go to bed,” you sigh, reaching for your eye cream.
“yea but when are you gonna finish?” he asks softly. ‘i can’t sleep without you.’
you smile at him through the vanity mirror.
“baby, just one more thing alright?” the sleeping mask you reach for clatters on the table softly. “five more minutes. can you wait for me, hon?”
he hums tiredly, standing up and making his way behind you.
he kneels down, wrapping his arms gently but securely around your waist and rests his head on your back. “hurry up, w’na hold you so bad.”
your heart flutters and your movements stutter. you gulp, patting the product into your pink cheeks.
you both slept horribly that night since he fell asleep holding you and you couldn’t drag his heavy ass to bed.
— (bllk) NAGI, sae, REO, rin (genshin) KAEYA, CHILDE, xiao, venti, ITTO (star rail) sampo, JING YUAN (haikyuu) SUNA, tsuki, KENMA, KUROO (KNY) TANJIRO, giyu, sanemi (assclass) KARMA, ISOGAI () YOUR FAVES
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Can you do a headcanon of Tanjiro, Inosuke, Zenitsu, Genya, pillars (only Giyuu, Rengoku, Muichiro and Sanemi), upper moons (only Kokushibo, Doma, Akaza and Gyutaro) and Yoriichi's reaction when you call him "handsome"? You can divide it into several parts if you want.
Thank you!
Kimetsu no Yaiba ~Calling them 'handsome' 1st part~
Manga/anime: Kimetsu no Yaiba
Warnings: nothing
I decided to divide the headcanon into three parts: 2nd part and 3rd part are here.
K. Tanjiro
He'll blush a lot and be agitated: his entire face and the tips of his ears will be red
He won't know exactly how to react because that was the first time you had told him he was handsome
In the end, he'll hug you tightly and then he will kiss you on your forehead
"Y-you are beautiful too, sweetheart."
You made his day with this statement
A. Zenitsu
He'll faint, literally
When he wakes up, he'll blush and try to return the compliment, but he won't be able to because he'll stutter too much
"Y-you a-a-are p-pretty t-t-too."
He might even start crying, since no one had ever called him that
For the next few days he won't be able to stop thinking about it: your words will repeat in his mind and he won't be able to help but blush every time he thinks about it
H. Inosuke
He won't know exactly how to react
He'll have the same reactions he has when Tanjiro gives him some compliment (~fuwa fuwa~)
His face will be bright red and he won't understand why
He'll think you want to fight him and this is a way to distract him
"Aahhhh! What are you doing, woman?! You want to fight?!"
S. Genya
You broke him: he'll blush so much he'll almost faint
He'll try to return the compliment, but only broken sentences and stammers will come out of his mouth
"Genya, are you ok?" "Y-yes! Y-you a-are p-pretty t-too."
Afterwards, he'll want to run away and, if you follow him, you'll find him all red and trembling
He'll never forget your words
T. Yoriichi
It'll be the first time you see the slightest smile and blush on this stoic man's face
He'll gently caress your cheek and kiss you for a few seconds
This was the first time someone told him he was handsome, so he'll think he should return the compliment
"You're more beautiful, my love."
Now you'll be the one blushing
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can you do a headcanon of tanjiro, giyuu, kyojuro, sanemi and muichiro's reacting to reader calling them by their name?
arigatou!
Kimetsu no Yaiba ~Calling them by their first name 1st part~
Manga/anime: Kimetsu no Yaiba
Warnings: nothing
(Y/N): your name
Obanai and Tengen's headcanons are here.
K. Tanjiro
At first he won't even realize how you called him: he's used to his friends calling him by his first name
After about two minutes, however, he'll understand what you said
He'll blush deeply and smile sweetly, and he'll asks you: "How did you call me? N-not I mind, you can keep calling me that all you want!"
If you call him by his last name after that day, he'll pout and think you didn't call him because of what he said to you that day
"Can you still call me Tanjiro? I-I didn't want you to stop calling me by my name when I told you that time!"
T. Giyuu
Like Tanjiro, he won't immediately understand you called him by name, so he'll pretend nothing happened and continue doing what he was doing
Nevertheless, after a few minutes he'll realize it
A light dusting of pink will cover his usually pale cheeks and a small smile will make its way onto his face
All day he'll think about you and how his name came from your lips
If you call him by his last name after that day, he'll fear he's done something wrong ("Did I do something wrong? Why did you call me Tomioka and not Giyuu?")
R. Kyojuro
The smile perpetually present on his face will widen even more and an adorable blush will paint his cheeks
If you two are fighting a demon, I feel sorry for him, because Kyojuro will kill him with a huge flame due to what you told him
"Since you call me Kyojuro, can I call you (Y/N)?"
He'll remember that for a very long time, and, every time he thinks about it, he'll blush slightly and his smile will widen
If you call him by his last name after that day, his smile will diminish slightly and he'll think you're angry
S. Sanemi
He'll freez, paralyzed: Sanemi.exe has stopped working; press a button to restart
After he recovers, he'll turn his head away so you won't see how much he'll be blushing
"Are you blushing, SA-NE-MI?" "No! Shut up!"
A huge sense of pride and possession will grow in him and, from that moment on, he'll be more protective of you than he's ever been
If you call him by his last name after that day, he'll ignore you ("Shinazugawa?" "Who are you talking to? I'm Sanemi, not Shinazugawa.")
T. Muichiro
He'll continue to do what he was doing all day, not realizing how you called him
The next day, when you call him by his name again, he'll understand it
Immediately after realizing this, he'll also freeze for a few seconds and his cheeks will turn slightly pink
He'll be distracted more than usual all day thinking about you
If you call him by his last name after that day, he won't notice at first, but then he'll stare at you intently until you start calling him by his name again
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can you please do headcanons or a scenario with tanjiro, akaza, kokushibo and male mitsuri and shinobu where reader falls asleep in their arms/against them
Kimetsu no Yaiba ~Falling asleep on them~
Manga/anime: Kimetsu no Yaiba
Warnings: nothing
(Y/N): your name
Male Shinobu: 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. Male Mitsuri: 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5.
K. Tanjiro
He'll remain still as soon as he feels your head on his shoulder; to not wake you he'll even try to hold his breath so you don't move an inch!
He'll immediately go into "protective boyfriend mode" and start to concentrate himself on being able to sense if someone is coming close to you to disturb your sleep
In fact, if someone approaches, he'll try to make sure they don't make any noise: if they're Zenitsu or Inosuke, he'll shout at them in a whisper to be quiet; if instead it's someone else, he'll speak much more kindly
At some point, he may even rest his head on yours and doze a little, but his senses will always remain alert to any danger
When you wake up, he'll smile sweetly at you and ask you how you slept ("Well woken up, my love! Did you sleep well?")
K. Shinobu
His mouth will open a little, forming a cute o, after feeling your head fall onto his shoulder
If he's preparing one of his poisons or medicines, he'll make you rest your head on his lap and he'll continue doing what he was doing, occasionally running his hands through your hair and looking at you softly
However, if someone finds you two in that position, he'll be very embarrassed and he'll stutter, looking for excuses to justify your position
Instead, if you're in a public place, without much thought he'll take you as a bride and go to your home to put you in your futon, and he'll lie down next to you
So, when you wake up, you'll find him either sleeping next to you or looking at you lovingly and gently caressing your face or cuddling you
K. Mitsuri
He'll have to hold back the scream he's about to let out to avoid waking you up
Awwwwww, (Y/N)-chan is sleeping on my lap, how cute! It'll be all he can think about
He'll be too tempted to play, squeeze and pull your cheeks, but he won't do so since he doesn't want to wake you up and make you angry because of your sudden awakening
He'll try to stay still, but soon he'll start playing, combing and braiding your hair gently, so as not to wake you, all the while cooing at your cuteness (seriously, anyone who walks by him, if you're in public places, will think he's some weird harasser, but he won't care)
If he's called by his crow for a mission, he'll make an adorable pout, crossing his arms and muttering he doesn't want to get away from you
Kokushibo
He'll probably notice almost immediately you're asleep due to your breath, so he'll take you by the waist and drag you so you'll be sitting comfortably on his lap
That way he can meditate, you can rest comfortably with your head against his shoulder, protected by his body from any danger
He's able to stay in the same position he's in for hours, so he'll stay that way until you wake up, unless Muzan calls him
In fact, if he demands his presence, he'll gently -so as not to wake you up- whisper to you a short apology, pick you up and take you to your home (or to Infinity Castle if you live there), and then he'll go to his lord
If Muzan doesn't call him, instead, when you wake up, you'll find him next to you silently watching over you ("Koku? Did you stay here the whole time?" "Yes...")
Akaza
It'll take him about a minute to process you've fallen asleep on him, but he'll recover to position you better in his arms, with his face very slightly flushed
He'll be so happy for your gesture because you'll be showing yourself to him in one of the most vulnerable human moments, and for him that's a great proof of trust
He'll look at your beautiful sleeping face and think about you two, wondering how someone like him ended up engaged to you, until you wake up
He'll pray and plead with all the deities he can think of not to be summoned by Muzan for a mission or a meeting with the other Kizuki (Demon Moons), so that you won't have to wake up
In fact, he'll want that moment of peace to last as long as possible
If you didn't know, futon is the traditional mattress of Japanese culture; it's entirely made of cotton, rigid, thin and rollable. Until the 1900s, the Japanese slept there instead of in bed.
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Hello, it’s me again. Sorry about not checking the characters out. for the platonic, continuation of "Sign of friendship, scenarios could it be Muichiro, Genya and Tanjiro?
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Not me putting people I barely know in my masterlists cause I grew attached to them way too quickly. Soooooo— big OOC warning in Genya‘s and Muichiro‘s parts, only skimmed through their wikis
Demon Slayer Masterlist
I hope this is what you wanted & you enjoy reading!
Tips are very welcome!
Genya Shinazugawa x male! reader
Muichiro Tokito x male! reader
Tanjiro Kamado x male! reader
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Sign of friendship #1
Sign of friendship #2
Sign of friendship #3
(Y/N) Ubuyashiki was known to be a little, gentle and kind bundle of sunshine. His bright personality could make anyone forget all the gruesome parts of the world at least for a little while, giving them an opportunity to rest and lower their guard.
That’s why everyone was so fond of him, especially the hashira and his father Kagaya. (Y/N) would often play around the whole place, wether it’d be at his father’s side or wherever one of the hashira’s were training, eating or meditating. The boy truly loved every single one of them. They made him feel safe and secure.
So, one day, he decided to let them know in a special way.
Genya did not understand why one of Ubuyashiki‘s children was so attached to the hashira and insisted on spending time with them, more so that he grew attached to him as well. He was not even qualified to be a regular Tsugoku due to his inability to use breaths, so it couldn‘t be rank- or power-related. “I just like you.“, the reply didn‘t settle down any of his confusion, actually fueled it even furhter, but he decided not to press the subject. There were more important things to attend to, and knowing how respected the oldest son was among the entire circle of high-ranked demon slayers, including his own brother, he deemed it unwise to do anything to possibly upset the boy. Especially after handling his sister the way he did at the final selection.
The young Demon Slayer sat on one of the hospital beds in the Butterfly Estate, he just went through a check up, but due to an injury on his leg, he wasn‘t dismissed yet. So there he sat as he waited to be treated. He could hear hurried footsteps coming closer, and Genya sat up straight, thinking it was one of the girls again. His suspicion proofed to be wrong though as a young boy hurried into the room instead, “Genya!“, the boy‘s smile was bright enough to light up the room, that was for sure. A nod as a greeting seemed to be enough for (Y/N) to jump onto the mattress next to him.
“Hey, are you okay? You‘re coming here very often!“ Right, (Y/N) didn‘t know of the demon-eating-habit of his, “Just a small wound.“ The boy pouted in return, worried. And for a moment Genya thought he was caught in his little lie, until (Y/N)‘s smile returned, “Clumsy, Genya. I got just the right thing for you!“ And next thing he knew, there was a bracelet dangling in front of his face. The design seemed familiar…Right, it was the exact same one (Y/N) wore around his small wrist.
“This will keep you save! Because! It‘s a friendship bracelet, and thus a sign of our friendship!“
The teen had only time to blink in response as his hand was grabbed and the jewelry secured around his wrist. Slowly, but surely a certain warmth spread around Genya‘s body, tinting his ears a soft red. It felt comfortable and welcoming, it made him wonder if his bond to the boy was stronger than he thought.
Muichiro sat beside (Y/N), looking into the sky from his position on the wooden porch while the younger one fiddled with something. What was it again? He glanced to his side, eyeing the items in the child‘s grasp. Oh, right. (Y/N) was making a bracelet for him. His gaze shifted to his own hand, laying lazily across (Y/N)‘s leg. So (Y/N) could check if the bracelet still fit. Yes, that was it.
Muichiro watched the boy attach pieces of paper to the string before putting more beads on it. He watched, but didn‘t really acknowledge what he was seeing, quick to zone out once again. (Y/N) didn‘t mind the lack of actual interaction between the two, left a lot of room for him to hum softly to himself as he worked. Checking the size of the jewelry one last time, he grinned widely, making quick work with the clip to close it secure around the hashira‘s wrist.
“Muichiro!“, the boy giggled, tugging on his hand to get his attention, “Look, look!“
The hashira blinked, giving a small hum of acknowledgment. He held up his wrist to his eye-level. The paper seemed impractical; his first impression. “The sign of our ultimate friendship!“, (Y/N) spoke up again with enthusiasm, “You can write things you forget on the paper so you don‘t forget them!“ “Oh.“
Tanjiro halted in his step as someone shouted for his name. “Ah, (Y/N)! What is it?“, he watched him run towards him in a hurry, immediately kneeling down to the boys level once he reached him, wide eyed with slight worry. Holding a hand on (Y/N)‘s shoulder, he waited for him to catch his breath. “Phuuu….hah…Tanjirooooooo…“, (Y/N) whined, clutching on the teen‘s haori, pulling and pushing at it with clear frustration, “You‘re going already?“
The sad look on the younger one‘s face made Tanjiro sigh out, a sad smile forming on his lips, “Yes, our help is needed.“, for a moment, he looked back to Inosuke and Zenitsu who were calling for him to hurry. He used his other hand to rub (Y/N)‘s head in a soothing manner, like a big brother would, “I‘m sure we‘ll see each other again soon.“
That, however didn‘t seem to be enough, as the boy shook his head in protest, “We‘ll definitely see each other again! Because-“, he pulled out a bracelet, which, by the looks of it, was made in quite a hurry, “Because with this we are bound to meet again often, as it is a sign of our friendship!“ Tanjiro couldn‘t help but coo at the other, taking the bracelet and slipping it on, before taking both the boy‘s hands in his, “That‘s right. And when we meet again, I‘ll make one just like this for you too, to seal our bond even further.“
PLEASE PLEASE tanjiro comforting to reader having a panic attack
Awwww
‘a comforting boy’ / Kamado T. x Reader
Tanjiro is literally the sweetest boy to exist oh my god
he knows how it feels to be plagued by panic and anxiety, so he’s quick to help you whenever you’re going through one
he’ll hold you close, comb his fingers through your hair (if he can), rub your back, etc.
“Hey, focus on me, okay? I’m right here. I will never leave you.”
will genuinely make you laugh or smile; whether it’s some funny story or one he came up with on the spot, he is not stopping until you’ve calmed down
if you’re crying, he’s wiping your tears away with his thumbs
distracts you from whatever’s bothering you! he’ll show you tricks, play patty cake, or just act like a simple idiot to make you laugh
“Breathe with me, (y/n). In and out, in and out, yeah, just like that! You’re doing a great job!”
gives the best hugs 🥺
holds you to his chest so you can hear his heartbeat
if it’s somebody who’s causing you to be like this, he’s going to kick the shit out of them tbh
presses his forehead against yours and makes you stare into his eyes
“I’ll protect you forever and always.”
his smile alone is enough to make your darkest days brighter and ohhhhhhh-
need ur attention asap —
SYP — w characters who i think are actually really clingy (secretly or not)
GEN. — fluff
WARN. — gn!reader, clingy characs, pda, sickening couple activities
REQ. — “do you do carlos madrigal x reader.. if yes, could I get one?? i can’t really find any recent ones now and I love your works! if not, that’s completely fine!!! xx”
NOTES. — im literally so bad at sticking to one character 😭 im glad u love my works, have a good day lovely <33
thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of ur love <3
ur clingy bf! who can’t stop clinging onto you like a koala.
ur clingy bf! who loves back hugging you and discovering different cuddle positions.
ur clingy bf! who shows up to your door at random times with a bouquet of your fav flowers.
ur clingy bf! who has a secret obsession with the sweet taste of your lips.
ur clingy bf! who encourages you to play the chapstick game, a new excuse to kiss you over and over. (he doesn’t even make an effort to guess the flavour..)
ur clingy bf! who pulls you away at any social event to kiss you breathless.
ur clingy bf! who stares at you with a subtle pout as his friends drag him away to do god knows what.
ur clingy bf! who basically uses his status to go see you instead of doing what he should be.
ur clingy bf! who refuses to remove his arms around you in the morning, leading you to quite literally limp around with him attached to your hip.
ur clingy bf! who tries to act stoic in public but his facade crumbles in 5 minutes and his hands are back on your waist.
ur clingy bf! who has a habit of rubbing your noses together.
ur clingy bf! who carries you all different styles and doesn’t care about your protests.
ur clingy bf! who always cradles your face so gently whenever you’re ranting and just stares at you with heart eyes and a big, silly smile on his lips.
ur clingy bf! who pulls you back to his chest when you get even a centimetre farther from him.
ur clingy bf! who gives you another bottle of his perfume to spray on your clothes so you smell like him when you go out.
ur clingy bf! who’s always there for receiving and giving affection, especially on hard days.
ur clingy bf! who’d rather die than leave the comfort of your arms wrapped around him, his safe place.
ur clingy bf! who loves you so much that he has to remind you how amazing you are literally every 10 minutes.
ur clingy bf! who send you those care-packages every month filled with all of your favourite things, skincare, games, books etc.
ur clingy bf! who always matches with you in real life and in every game you two own. (no such thing as u playing a game that he doesnt play)
ur clingy bf! who’s always loud asf whenever he sees you. (mf sprints to u to give u a hug)
ur clingy bf! who calls you every single term of endearment, even the weirdest ones.
ur clingy bf! who definitely unironically calls you his pookie wookie farting glitter boo boo bear. (he says it so seriously too..)
ur clingy bf! who wont let you pay for anything and spoils you with everything he can get his hands on.
ur clingy bf! who would and will give the world to you.
thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of u <3
bonus!! —
the sound of the iphone alarm rings throughout the bedroom. a mix of deep, raspy groans and soft whining fill the room, replacing said irritating noise.
you reach to tap the ‘snooze’ button but a hand grabs your arm. he stretches a hand out to hit it instead but missed 5 times before effectively shutting it off. he groans, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face into your chest.
“babe, get up. you’re too fat, you’re suffocating me.”
“‘s too early to get up, stop squirming,” he reaches a hand up to your face, trying to cover your mouth before you slap it away.
you wriggle in his grasp before stopping, surrendering to his warmth.
“morning, my sweet waffle with honey, maple syrup and berries on top.”
there was a good few seconds of silence to make you realise he’s not joking and genuinely calls you that.
upon imaging the image of waffles in your mind, the idea obviously makes your stomach grumble. you wanted to get up and make some but forgot about the tired guy on your chest.
with a loud groan, you drag him with you out of bed. you can definitely hear his quiet giggles as he brings the blanket with him, perched on his shoulders while you drag him around.
bonus #2!! —
“i got it, i got it!”
“baby, let me pay for it!” you strain out, struggling against his tight embrace. you can feel the vibrations of his chest behind you as he captures your arms in one hand and tries to put the money in the machine with the other.
you squeal when you free your hands from his vice grip and he tickles you to prevent sticking your money in.
“babe, babe stop! i wanna pay, its my turn.”
“i got it, don’t worry. im not gonna let you pay, ill cover it,” he laughs, taking the cash from your hands and slipping it back into your wallet.
at this point, you’re thrashing around in his grasp, not harsh enough to hurt him though. he has his arms hooked under your shoulders to prevent you from moving forward.
“please, let me pay! i got it, its fine!” he protests through his own laughter.
you throw your head back on his shoulder, giggling while trying to free yourself from his grip. he leans downwards and presses several kisses to your face, successfully stopping your movements.
he paid for you again. hey, at least you tried, right?
— (bllk) NAGI, sae, REO (genshin) KAEYA, CHILDE (star rail) gepard, JING YUAN, SAMPO (haikyuu) SUNA, tsuki, KENMA, KUROO (KNY) TANJIRO, AKAZA (ENCANTO) carlos, CAMILO (ATSV) miguel, MILES, PAVITR () YOUR FAVES
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“hold still!” —
SYP — self care night w ur sweet bf!
GEN. — fluff, crack
WARN. — gn!reader, male characters
REQ. — “Hi! Can I mayb request a skincare or spa day for any blue lock characters? If you don’t except this req, that’s totally fine! Thanks anyway!!!”
NOTES. — omg xyae!!! you finally posted!! no need for the applause guys 🙄🙄 also, i know some characters like reo, childe, kaeya etc would already know about skincare but we’re gna ignore that kay 😛
“stop moving!”
“i can’t help it, you’re smothering my face with this — this cleanser stuff!”
you sigh in mock annoyance, reaching your clean fingers to adjust the frog headband sitting on his hairline.
“do you do this everyday?” he tilts his head, squinting his eyes when you continue rubbing the product on his cheeks.
you hum in agreement, “its a way of taking care of your skin. you know, getting it to clear up.”
“my skin’s just fine. i just wash it with soap and not this — ‘hydrating cleanser’ stuff,” he rolls his eyes, using his fingers to air quote.
“how the hell do you have such nice skin when you wash it with hand soap?” you deadpan.
“genetics? i don’t really know,” he shrugs, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning into your gentle touch.
you hum. “ok, go wash this off,” you trail off, turning your back and grabbing the masks and serums. “so we can start with these!” you beam.
his eyebrow twitches.
“what’s that for?” he cocks a brow, pointing at the small package on your lap. “you’ll see in a sec,” you smile, tearing it open.
walking over, you adjust his cute sanrio headband again before gently placing the face mask on his face. he shivers but before he could open his mouth to complain or make some sassy quip, you slap a lip mask on his face.
that was 30 minutes ago.
now you’re stuck on the floor with a sleepy man twice your size, quite literally squeezing the life out of you.
“babe, we were supposed to take the masks off like 10 minutes ago,” you sighed, patting his head. you hear him grumble, mumbling incoherently.
“i’ll do it then, stay still,” you smiled softly, reaching for your mask and then his masks. “tilt your head back a bit.” he complies and you reach for the serum bottles.
applying a small drop of serum on his forehead and cheeks, you take notice of how his eyebrows furrow slightly at the cold liquid.
“it’s a lil cold,” you chuckle, kissing his forehead before spreading the serum all over his face.
he hums sleepily, voice breaking softly as his eyes flutter close.
it’s quiet for a while, before..
SLAP!
“oww!” he yelps, eyes flying open as he sits up hastily. “why are you slapping me?” he manages to get out in between slaps. you hum, “it helps your skin to absorb the product better.”
he side eyes you.
you hear him groan. ignoring it, you continue with your skincare routine. “ugh!” he groans, way louder and more exaggerated. you feel your eyebrow twitch.
by the time you chose to stop ignoring his whining, he’d already kicked the blankets off the bed.
“what do you want? i already finished your skincare so just go to bed,” you sigh, reaching for your eye cream.
“yea but when are you gonna finish?” he asks softly. ‘i can’t sleep without you.’
you smile at him through the vanity mirror.
“baby, just one more thing alright?” the sleeping mask you reach for clatters on the table softly. “five more minutes. can you wait for me, hon?”
he hums tiredly, standing up and making his way behind you.
he kneels down, wrapping his arms gently but securely around your waist and rests his head on your back. “hurry up, w’na hold you so bad.”
your heart flutters and your movements stutter. you gulp, patting the product into your pink cheeks.
you both slept horribly that night since he fell asleep holding you and you couldn’t drag his heavy ass to bed.
— (bllk) NAGI, sae, REO, rin (genshin) KAEYA, CHILDE, xiao, venti, ITTO (star rail) sampo, JING YUAN (haikyuu) SUNA, tsuki, OIKAWA, KUROO (KNY) TANJIRO, giyu, sanemi (assclass) KARMA, ISOGAI () YOUR FAVES
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𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐇𝐂𝐒
a/n: overanalyzing kny characters’ love languages, both expressing their love and how they prefer to be loved in return.
⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘! tanjiro, inosuke, kyojuro, and tengen.
⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘! keep in mind these are all my opinion.
❥ 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎
❥ 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄 & 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
— Tanjiro screams acts of service, and you can see it in the way he cares for everyone. Nezuko especially. So it should come as no surprise that his natural way of expressing his love for you is to do things for you. It ranges from small things, like instinctively covering table/furniture edges when you bend down to pick something up so you don’t hurt yourself on them, to quite literally using his body to shield your own from harm in battle.
— Winding down for bed? Let him help you with your skincare routine, applying moisturizing oils to your face with gentle swipes of his fingers over your cheeks. Do you wear your hair in a specific style? Please teach him how so he can do it for you! If he finds you cooking or cleaning up around the house, he always asks if there is anything he could help you with, and hesitates when you insist that there wasn’t.
“Okay, darling if you say so… but come find me if you change your mind?” he sighs, pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek before scurrying off to let you carry on with what you were doing.
— Tanjiro does all sorts of things with you in mind without even thinking about it. Like leaving notes with sweet things and reminders around the house when he’s away for when you wake up. Or offering to cook when you’re too exhausted to, being mindful of the things you prefer to eat, so you enjoy the things he makes ❤︎
— Another crucial piece of his love language is words of affirmation. Tanjiro is never too shy to give praise, especially to his partner, whom he holds in the highest esteem. If you are ever feeling doubtful of your capabilities, he will be sure to put those insecurities to rest with endless reassurance and kind words.
— If you are a slayer like him, he’ll be all but singing your praises after every successful dispatch, complimenting your form, courage, and gracefulness with shining eyes. He can always find a compliment for you without having to think very long or hard about it.
— And though it has little to do with why he’s in love with you, he can’t help but tell you just how beautiful he finds you to be. You truly take his breath away, even when you aren’t dressed up in the slightest. He thinks there’s beauty in your comfortability around him. So even when you just rolled out of bed with your hair a mess and makeup from the previous day smeared across your face, he thinks you’re the loveliest creature to grace the earth.
— Tanjiro always notices when you change things about your appearance, and is sure to comment on every change with his approval.
— New haircut? He’s asking to feel it and telling you how nice it looks on you. Wearing a new outfit? He'll note that it suits you perfectly and hopes you’ll wear it more often. This is especially true when it comes to your scent. Seeing as his sense of smell is so potent, he easily becomes attached to your unique scent. He doesn’t care much for strong perfumes, but if you use a different soap or conditioner, he will notice.
“You smell so good today, my love,” he sighs into the crook of your neck and shoulder as he embraces you from behind, reddish-black hairs tickling you.
❥ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇
— It has to be physical touch. Although he is open to all sorts of ways his partner would express their love for him, their physical affection is by far his favorite way to receive it. He adores your every gentle touch and loving gesture, leaning into every caress, sighing into every kiss, and his eyes fluttering shut at every embrace.
— Your touch grounds and comforts him, bringing him back down to earth when his responsibilities and anxieties pull him into his head. You can tell when those worries are festering, weighing heavily on the man that grew up much too quickly and saw so many horrors so young. Survivor's guilt is brutal, and he rarely has the time to spare to confront how that trauma has affected him psychologically. But that’s where you come in, salving and soothing.
— Your arms have become his sanctuary, holding him upright when he doesn’t have the strength to stand any longer. Your heartbeat against his ear calms him down like nothing else, so he melts when you guide his head to rest atop your heart, softly petting his wine-colored hair and reminding him that you were real- that you weren’t going anywhere.
— Tanjiro adores your hands. He loves the way they feel in his own, tugging him along when you’re out and about together so you don’t lose track of one another. He loves how easily he folds when you rub out all the aches and pains in his body after a long assignment, taking such good care of him.
— He loves the simple touches you think nothing about, like grabbing his waist as you brush past him, leaving him a flustered mess. Or the shapes you trace on his thigh while you’re seated side by side. You may do it mindlessly, but he’s hyper-aware of where your bodies meet, easily distracted by the slightest touches.
— Suffice it to say, he really likes it when you touch him.
❥ 𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀
❥ 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 & 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆
— A toughie, but I’d say he primarily expresses his affection for you through physical touch!
— Inosuke has never been a prude about getting up close and personal, the man does fight people for fun after all. Which ties in with one of his favorite ways to show affection: roughhousing! He gets immense enjoyment out of play fighting with you, whether that be out of boredom or he just wants an excuse to touch you without coming off soft.
— Always touching you mindlessly, like resting an elbow on your head/shoulder, tugging you along by the arm toward fun activities, or leaning over you to pick up something. Doesn’t even think about it when he crawls into your lap or drags you into his own, and just scratches at his head when others act scandalized by his public displays of affection.
— Isn’t above making out with you in front of others so you might have to reign him in, even if he doesn’t entirely understand what the big whoop is about sharing spit with you with an audience. In his mind, that just means others will know you’re his “mate” and to not bother competing, not that anyone could compete with “Mountain God, Inosuke!”
— He definitely does the loving “head bonk” thing that cats do. Oftentimes he doesn’t even bother taking his mask off to do that though, and the fur of his mask is a little scratchy :(((
— Inosuke very much enjoys sparring with you, no matter the gap of power between you. Doesn’t matter if he knows he’ll win or get his ass handed to him, he wants to share his passion with you. And if you’re as enthusiastic about fighting as he is? All the more reason to spend so much time testing one another’s limits and making one another stronger opponents in the process.
— Another part of Inosuke’s love language is gift-giving! oddly enough. He’s very much the “finders keepers” and “if you have it, i want it,” type, but that seems to not apply to you.
— Expect to receive all sorts of odd trinkets, rocks, and shiny things he either finds, steals, or acquires on his assignments. While these things might not seem particularly valuable or significant, they meant something to him. Enough to want to share it with you in hopes it would make you happy too.
— The best part is the way he puffs up with pride after you express your approval of his offering, boasting about how “of course you like it! I, the great Inosuke, went through great trouble to get it for you!” though inside, he’s a little bit nervous when presenting his gifts to you, on the slight chance that you don’t appreciate them.
— The more you praise him for his gifts the more frequent they become, though you might be perplexed by the things that turn up at your doorstep. They’re mostly harmless, aside from the occasional dead animal.
❥ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 & 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄
— His first choice when it comes to receiving your love would be words of affirmation. After all, who wouldn’t like a bit of praise every now and then? But in Inosuke’s case, he thrives off of being reminded of just how amazing you find him to be.
— It’s not hard to find things about him to compliment, he’s a truly incredible slayer, and a fiercely loyal partner.
— Keep the flattering remarks coming! He’s eating them all up! And getting more and more attached to you the more you tell him the things he’s good at.
— He doesn’t much understand compliments on his appearance, nor does he value them as much as your flattery of his physical prowess, but they do have an effect on him.
— As for the quality time part, making an effort to spend time with him is a surefire way to get his heart pumping (though he might not realize that he’s in love with you, just that he likes being around you.)
— Inosuke’s clingy in every sense of the word, trailing close behind wherever you wander off to. He wants to go everywhere with you, so making plans with him in mind or just getting up and tugging him along with you is totally acceptable.
— Inosuke finally understands what Tanjiro and Zenitsu meant when they said that food tastes better when you eat with others. Because his meals just don’t satisfy him like they do when he shares them with you. Sometimes he’ll seek you out just to stuff his face beside you, grinning wolfishly when you scold him for eating too quickly, and making a face when you wipe food off his face (he secretly likes it)
— He wants to be a part of your routine, even if it consists of him just sitting there while you do your hair (do not trust him with it, he will make you look so busted istg 😭) or trying to sneak bites while you cook, only to get his hand smacked.
— Inosuke craves your company, even if you aren’t necessarily interacting. He just wants to have you there.
❥ 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔
❥ 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
— Words of affirmation hands down. Kyojuro is a man of praise and isn’t too shy to lay it on thick with his lovely partner. He honestly can’t shut up about how beautiful, amazing, and talented he finds you to be.
— The other Hashira – and honestly anyone that’ll listen – are constantly updated on the daily Y/n scoop! He just has so much adoration for you welling up inside that it comes spilling out of his smiling lips at every opportunity.
— His compliments aren’t empty either. He’s an honest man, and only says what he believes to be true. And if you expect his flattery to stop at looks, you’d be sorely mistaken. He praises every little thing you do: swordplay, hobbies, crafts, simply existing.
— And if you were ever to make something special just for him? He’s swooning so hard, accepting your gift graciously and telling you just how much he loves it and what a good job you did crafting it! Doesn’t matter how much of an amateur you are, he is waxing poetic about your stick figure like it's the most beautiful artwork he’s ever laid eyes on and keeping it forever.
“My love, this is magnificent! I’ll cherish it and keep it close to me so that I might be reminded of you every time I see it!” Kyojuro announces with a bright smile so wide his cheeks start to hurt. You even swear you see his eyes get a little glossy at the gesture.
— Even when you aren’t doing anything particularly significant, he’s always expressing his undying love for you.
“I adore you, you know that, right?”
“You make me so happy, darling flame.”
“You’re so easy to talk to.”
(LIKE CHILL OUT WITH THAT BEFORE I 🫠)
— Definitely isn’t afraid to say he loves you outright. He’d scream it to the world unashamed if you asked ❤︎
❥ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇
— physical touch physical touch physical touch!!! Though I doubt he realizes it, Kyojuro is devastatingly touch-starved. He lost his mother young, and his father is hardly the type to spare a caring touch for his children. That has an enormous effect on someone, even Kyojuro. So when he first gets a taste of your affections, he’s hooked.
— Wavers and melts into every gentle touch you offer him, looking enraptured at the feeling of your soft hands holding his face so sweetly, so delicately. Pay close enough attention and you might see him get a little teary-eyed, because how did he survive so long without this? He feels brittle beneath your fingertips, threatening to shatter with every featherlight kiss and caress.
— On one of your first dates, you asked if you could feed him and his heart nearly lept out of his chest. He of course indulged you, though he wasn’t prepared for you to cup his face and hold a piece of octopus with your chopsticks to his lips. INSTANT HEART EYES, and a considerable blush on his cheeks as he accepted the bite of food gratefully. Kyojuro’s loud exclamation of “TASTY!” was particularly spirited afterward.
— Kyojuro oddly feels obligated to thank you after you give him affection those first few times.
— Kyojuro’s definitely a hugger, so cling onto him all you like, and he’ll hold onto you just as tightly.
— Cuddles? Yes please! This man is practically glued to you, and refuses to be moved, particularly in the morning.
— Kyojuro isn’t a morning person, and practically needs to be dragged by the ankles out of bed. And that’s if you can pry his arms off of you to begin with. His relationship with waking up improves if you’re soft about it, coaxing him out of bed with plenty of kisses over his face until he can’t pretend to sleep any longer.
— Kyojuro wants to hold hands whenever you’re out and about together, whether you’re perusing food stalls, shopping at the market, or finding yourselves in the crowd of a bustling city.
— Play with his flame-colored hair and watch him melt into a puddle. He’s so fond of it that he’ll ask you to brush through it and tie his hair up in his signature half-ponytail most days.
— He finds your fascination with his hands endearing, and can’t stop smiling to himself when you play with them idly.
❥ 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈
❥ 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 & 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄
— Tengen is definitely a gift-giver! He always returns from his assignments with something shiny or expensive to drop into your lap and watch you gush over it.
— He’s always thinking of you and has a habit of buying things that even remotely remind him of you. Though sometimes it seems like he purchases things just cus he thinks they’re flashy, and is a bit perplexed when they don’t seem to have the same effect on you. If you’re someone who prefers more humble gifts, or handmade items, he will adapt. A bit begrudgingly, because he wants to give you nice things, glittery things. Because he thinks you deserve them.
— His whole demeanor changes the moment he sees the way your face lights up when he gifts you something more practical. Pays closer attention to things you actually use when considering future gifts.
— Often gifts you things in hopes that you’ll wear them on your person. Whether it be jewelry he thinks matches your eyes, a bright kimono in a color he just knows would compliment your skin tone, or more… skimpy garments. For his eyes only, of course.
— he also strikes me as an acts of service guy? Tengen will do just about anything to protect you, all too ready to put your life before his own. And though he won’t say it outright, he likes doing things for you. It hardly matters if you’re capable of doing tasks on your own, he wants to do them for you.
— And if you’re not the type to ask for help? He’ll just have to make your life a little harder. Puts your things on high shelves so you have to come looking for him to get them down for you, purchases extra heavy furniture so you have to ask so sweetly if he could move it, and doesn’t let you pay for a damn thing!
— It might be irritating, but he just wants you to need him, even in small ways. That’s what you get for getting involved with a man with an inflated ego that values you above all else.
❥ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
— Quite unsurprisingly words of affirmation. Tell him all the things you like about him, he’s got his chin on his hand and kicking his feet giddily. Has the nerve to ask, “and what else, darling?” As if you won’t go off about how devastatingly attractive he is 🗣
— Pile on the praise, he’s lapping it all up. You’ll have him monologuing at this rate, hardly able to get a word in as he drones on about himself. Honestly, you shouldn’t feed into his ego so much, his head’s already as big as his waist 😒
“You’re so pretty, Lord Tengen,” you’d purr, and he’s fluffing up like a bird, practically oozing with pride at your praise.
“So glad you finally agree!” Tengen laughs, because of course he knows it, but can’t help but get cocky when his lover is forthright with their admiration for him.
— Though if you keep flattering him like that you might get him a little too excited, and he’s even more insufferable when his ego isn’t the only thing swelling.
— Praise beyond his appearance will surprise him, and it’s your secret weapon. Tell him that you feel safe with him, and that he does such a good job of protecting you. Gush about how helpful he is, or how well he treats you, and watch him melt, a bit unsure of what to say for once.
Everything is dark ✿
an installment of the intertwined souls mini series
Tanjiro x female!reader
in a world where nobody can see color until they meet their soulmate, tanjiro is devastated thinking he will never meet his soulmate with demons still alive. That's until quick eye contact with a village girl.
not edited, was too excited to start the series so here's the first installation 😼
Ever since he was a small child, Tanjiro knew the importance of finding his soulmate, his lost other half. His mother would bundle him and his sister up in her lap, explaining the many different types of soulmates in the world.
Tanjiro had a unique soulmate connection. He couldn't see color. He listened to the many stories of the 'colorful' world around him, yet everything appeared to be an array of grays. He asked his father what it meant, to which he smiled and patted the boys head.
"You, my son, are a special case. A very rare connection. When you meet your soulmate, look in their eyes and your world will become colorful."
/
You were born as the only child to your father. Your mother had passed shortly after you were born. The village chased your father out, claiming you killed your mother as a cursed child.However, you were not cursed, simply born with total blindness.
It was extremely rare, and completely unheard of in your small village to be born completely blind. The villagers, fearing the safety of their homes resorted to the belief you were cursed and that you killed your mother.
Your father, a poor farmer, took you and ran. He traveled many days until he found an abandoned house by the edge of a forest. Your father loved you more than anything, he did not believe you to be cursed, only that you did not have the luck of the gods.
As you aged, your father taught you the basics to farming and how to navigate without your eyesight. He also began to explain soulmates to you. He explained to you the many different types of soulmates in the world, even his own with your mother. There was no countdown on your wrist, you didn't hear anyone else's thoughts, you were never freezing, and nobody appeared in your dreams.
Maybe you really were cursed. An unlucky child, even the gods didn't bless you with an eternal lover. That was what you always believed until...
/
"Are you alright?!"
Foolishly, you decided to wonder outside of your home late at night. Your father wasn't home, he left for a nearby village to pick up some things, leaving you alone.
"-iss! Miss?" an unfamiliar male voice called out snapping you back into reality.
"Huh?" you blinked rapidly suddenly able to feel the rush of freezing water around you. Oh, right, you had been startled causing you to trip and land in the stream you were attempting to cross.
You began to move your hands around in the water, attempting to figure out your surroundings after being disorientated. "Here, take my hand." the boy, who sounded no older than you, must have extended his hand out for you.
Picking your hand up out of the water, you extended your hand and attempted to grasp the boys hand. Your hand completely missed his, beginning to fall back towards the water, a hand grasped your wrist.
"Are you alright?" the boy asked again, more concern lacing his tone. Embarrassment began to creep up in you, the boy's hands sliding from your wrist to your hand and pulled you up.
once you regained your balance, you clasped your hands together in thanks. "I thank you for helping me! I cannot see and your assistance was very helpful!" you lifted your head, in what you assumed, was the boys direction.
Weirdly, there was silence. "Sir...?" you called out cautiously. Did he leaves already? No, that was unlikely he was just there-
Warm hands suddenly engulfed your own causing you to jump at the sudden contact. "We're soulmates!" now you were confused, how could he know for sure?
You tilted your head. "Did you not hear me..? I cannot see.. There's no chance we are soulmates."
"My name is Kamado Tanjiro! Before I could not see any color but now that I have looked at your eyes, I can now see color! We have to be soulmates!" Tanjiro exclaimed.
You shook your head, "impossible."
Tanjiro's hands moved from your own to cup your cheeks, forcing you to look in his general direction. "Focus."
You did as told. Now that you mention it, there was a new warmth creeping up in your chest. "Can you feel it?" he asked. You nodded in response, tears pricking your eyes.
"Wait - don't cry!" sobs began to wrack your body, you threw your arms around Tanjiro's shoulders.
"We are soulmates. I didn't think it was possible without my vision. I am believed to be cursed but it seems not to be true!"
Tanjiro simply held you until your sobs died down, "let's get you inside and we can take it from there, alright?" you simply nodded, letting the boy, your fated lover, lead you back inside your home.
“hold still!” —
SYP — self care night w ur sweet bf!
GEN. — fluff, crack
WARN. — gn!reader, male characters
REQ. — “Hi! Can I mayb request a skincare or spa day for any blue lock characters? If you don’t except this req, that’s totally fine! Thanks anyway!!!”
NOTES. — omg xyae!!! you finally posted!! no need for the applause guys 🙄🙄 also, i know some characters like reo, childe, kaeya etc would already know about skincare but we’re gna ignore that kay 😛
“stop moving!”
“i can’t help it, you’re smothering my face with this — this cleanser stuff!”
you sigh in mock annoyance, reaching your clean fingers to adjust the frog headband sitting on his hairline.
“do you do this everyday?” he tilts his head, squinting his eyes when you continue rubbing the product on his cheeks.
you hum in agreement, “its a way of taking care of your skin. you know, getting it to clear up.”
“my skin’s just fine. i just wash it with soap and not this — ‘hydrating cleanser’ stuff,” he rolls his eyes, using his fingers to air quote.
“how the hell do you have such nice skin when you wash it with hand soap?” you deadpan.
“genetics? i don’t really know,” he shrugs, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning into your gentle touch.
you hum. “ok, go wash this off,” you trail off, turning your back and grabbing the masks and serums. “so we can start with these!” you beam.
his eyebrow twitches.
“what’s that for?” he cocks a brow, pointing at the small package on your lap. “you’ll see in a sec,” you smile, tearing it open.
walking over, you adjust his cute sanrio headband again before gently placing the face mask on his face. he shivers but before he could open his mouth to complain or make some sassy quip, you slap a lip mask on his face.
that was 30 minutes ago.
now you’re stuck on the floor with a sleepy man twice your size, quite literally squeezing the life out of you.
“babe, we were supposed to take the masks off like 10 minutes ago,” you sighed, patting his head. you hear him grumble, mumbling incoherently.
“i’ll do it then, stay still,” you smiled softly, reaching for your mask and then his masks. “tilt your head back a bit.” he complies and you reach for the serum bottles.
applying a small drop of serum on his forehead and cheeks, you take notice of how his eyebrows furrow slightly at the cold liquid.
“it’s a lil cold,” you chuckle, kissing his forehead before spreading the serum all over his face.
he hums sleepily, voice breaking softly as his eyes flutter close.
it’s quiet for a while, before..
SLAP!
“oww!” he yelps, eyes flying open as he sits up hastily. “why are you slapping me?” he manages to get out in between slaps. you hum, “it helps your skin to absorb the product better.”
he side eyes you.
you hear him groan. ignoring it, you continue with your skincare routine. “ugh!” he groans, way louder and more exaggerated. you feel your eyebrow twitch.
by the time you chose to stop ignoring his whining, he’d already kicked the blankets off the bed.
“what do you want? i already finished your skincare so just go to bed,” you sigh, reaching for your eye cream.
“yea but when are you gonna finish?” he asks softly. ‘i can’t sleep without you.’
you smile at him through the vanity mirror.
“baby, just one more thing alright?” the sleeping mask you reach for clatters on the table softly. “five more minutes. can you wait for me, hon?”
he hums tiredly, standing up and making his way behind you.
he kneels down, wrapping his arms gently but securely around your waist and rests his head on your back. “hurry up, w’na hold you so bad.”
your heart flutters and your movements stutter. you gulp, patting the product into your pink cheeks.
you both slept horribly that night since he fell asleep holding you and you couldn’t drag his heavy ass to bed.
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Tanjiro, about Y/N: Apparently we’re getting someone new in the group.
Inosuke: Are we stealing them?
Zenitsu: New or used?
Tanjiro: Wonderful responses, both of you.
𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 "𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑"
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑/𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐍: 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 & 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐈
𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒: 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐇𝐄𝐑
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅
You were keeping an eye on Nezuko while Tanjiro was training outside of the butterfly mansion. Your soft hands repeatedly combing Nezuko's hair while she was laying her head on your lap. As you were combing her hair, the shoji doors open. It revealed to be a tired Tanjiro who noticed you then smiled. Nezuko turned her head to the noise.
"Mmm!" Squealed Nezuko. "Ah, Y/n-san! Thanks for looking after Nezuko for me." He smiled and walk towards you and Nezuko. He kneeled to pat her head. "It's no problem Tanjiro-kun. Nezuko is quite easy to look after." You smiled and stood up, preparing to leave. "Still! Thank you so much.. You're one of the people who accepted Nezuko for who she is even though she's a demon. Thank you a lot Nee-san!"
You smiled and turned your heel to the other side but suddenly stopped when his words slowly processed into your head. You slowly turned your head to him. "Huh..?" You looked at him in disbelief, he was still patting Nezuko's head, unaware of his words. "T-Tanjiro?" You mumbled. He looked then smiled at you. "Yes, Y/n-san?"
"I-- did you just.. Um. Hear what you just said?"
"Huh?" He stopped for a moment to ponder. His face slowly turned pink, flushed with embarrasement. "I-I.. Sorry Y/n-san!" He yelled and bowed as an apology. His yell almost startling you, but without a care, you smiled softly. "Its's okay Tanjiro-kun. You can keep calling me that if you want."
You were a hashira, and a good friend of Mitsuri's. You both were eating in a newly opened resturant that was rumored to be one of the best resturants after completing a mission given to you both by Oyakata-sama.
She was happily eating loads of food, while you were staring at her smiling while eating your own. She always viewed you as her big sister and closest friend, telling you all her secrets and everything. She even told you about Obanai. You smiled again, thinking to yourself.
At least she had a piece of hope in this messed up life with demons crawling around looking for their prey. You snapped out of it when she said something unexpected. "Thank you for letting me come with you, Nee-san!!"
Your E/C eyes widened. "Huh?" You muttered in disbelief. Her smile switched to a embarrassed face. "O-oh.. I'm so sorry Y/n! I didn't mean to call you that!" She hid her face in her hands. You were still kind of shocked, but was happy about it anyways.
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