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[mitsutakas]

Can I have tanjiro and Mikey with a fashionable girlfriend? Always dressed up no matter what. Sometimes dressed a bit strangely tbh. Gets comments from strangers both good and bad. If she can’t afford a piece of clothing she likes she sews it herself. Ect thank you 💕

✧  01.   —   A LA MODE!

hi nonny! this is soo me-coded. we love a fashionable y/n! this insert is female. hope you enjoy!

summary mikey and tanjiro with a SLAY reader....i needed this in my life i needed to materialize this thought

content fluff, maybe mention of cat-calling in both, but not very graphic. safe to read!

✧ 1.1 —   MANJIRO 'MIKEY' SANO

It’s no secret that Mikey ‘I put on whatever I see’ Sano has little to no idea on what fashion entails. He’s always been simple in that regard - whatever is clean works, the only criteria he has followed all his life is for his clothes not to be too stuffy in case he needs to fight.

That is why you form such a funny antithesis. You, with your chunky high heels and matching bags, razor-sharp color choice and flashy outfits, and him; plain old sweater and skinny jeans (much to your dismay!) with maybe an acceptable choice on shoes. (you can’t really go that wrong with them)

It has never bothered Mikey. He likes watching you transform every day, he’s excited to see if you’ll be dressed like a supermodel or a library worker, and never fails to let you know that he loves every version of your wardrobe. In his own, ignorant way: He tries. If you want proper fashion advice, he’d redirect you to Mitsuya.

Speaking of, it’s not rare for you to have a three-person meetup. You and Mitsuya share a passion for clothes, and also for lightening the money load, so sewing your own pieces is more a mutual hobby than it is a nuisance.

+++ Still, on days where your friend can’t come, you always have Mikey to keep you company while you tatter away on your sewing machine. In between naps and curious questions (‘half-loop stitch? what's that?’, ‘what are you ironing the collar for?’) making that silk shirt you saw on Pinterest became a fun date with him.

You are a fashionista, and you accept the attention your title may bring. It’s not shocking for you to be the target of both compliments and remarks, and whether they slide off your back or not, there’s no need to even think about it. Your boyfriend will jump at the slightest affront, and then fix their mistake by telling you how that neon top does, in fact, not make you look like a clown, but like ‘that one super cool protagonist from the manga I’m reading with Takemitchy that I showed you last week’.

—   —   —   —   —  

‘’s pretty cool.’ He mumbles it with no regard. Mikey’s already waiting, leaning by the door while you put on your gloss. You look back at him absent-mindedly. ‘What is?’ 

He raises his hands to gesture vaguely around his eyes. ‘the red thing on your eyes. makes them pop out, like, bam!” You infer he’s talking about your eyeshadow. 

‘It’s a reference to you.’ It was his favorite color, fitting for his birthday. You suppressed a smile for the sake of applying your gloss correctly. 

He gleamed a boyish smile as you stood up, and you could feel him move immediately, like a dog that’s been sitting still for too long. With a last look at your vanity (fringe is in place, mascara’s dry and ready), you walk with him to the door. You can only think whether the Babu's helmet will ruin your braid or not. You miss his mumbling in the process. 

‘That’s why it looks so nice.’

✧ 1.2 —   TANJIRO KAMADO

As opposed to the blonde, Tanjiro does have a slightly more refined sense of style - maybe Nezuko’s influence, or because he’s got a proper head on his shoulders most of the time. He doesn’t apply it to himself (his haori is ravaged from use), but it serves as nice reassurance whenever you decide to change it up.

From your color choice to the tailoring in the sleeves - Tanjiro has an eye for your fits alone. He doesn’t think of how this raindrop pattern would look good on Zenitsu or Shinobu: He only thinks about how it makes your eyes pop, or how it subtly enhances your waist. In that sense, he only has a fashion sense when it comes to you. 

More often than not, the comments you receive as a (rare and revered) Demon Slayer are thirsty at best and predatory at worst. ‘Come ‘ere, pretty!’ is as common as your name, low whistles sound like the bark of a dog. No matter, though; even if you know you could roundhouse them at any moment, there’s a warm comfort in knowing that your boyfriend is sending them a vicious glare their way. 

+++ Hate is more common from the Corps itself. ‘How will you fight in such heels? Won’t that skirt fly up quickly? It looks a little too tight.’ You can’t do anything but fight it, but you always seem to prove them wrong. Your high status is more than enough proof of your skill! 

Sewing is actually an incredibly sought-after skill in the Slayer Corps. Whether you patch people’s uniforms up for a quick coin, or do it only for your own pleasure, be aware that Tanjiro will be absolutely smitten with your ability.

+++ Don’t even think of making him or Nezuko a replacement haori. He might actually cry on the spot - I headcanon him as a very ‘acts of service’ kind of partner, so anything to lighten the burden softens him quickly. (Especially if his sister or friends are involved!)

—   —   —   —   —  

‘Look in the basket, Tanjiro!’ Your excitement betrays all secretism, and the red-head smiles with a sliver of anticipation. He reaches for it rather quickly, and you can’t help but gear yourself to offer your reasoning the moment the gift is revealed.

Tanjiro opens the basket. A haori pours out, silky and indigo in color, with an excellent stitch that can belong only to you. (in the distance, you are talking about how you think matching haoris for you two would look cute, and how you had leftover materials, and-) For a moment, his world stops, and there are only three things he can feel: the softness of the fabric, a distant stream of words, and an overwhelming, suffocating love for you. 

You are still talking, by the way. ‘It may have been a little invasive. But I- Well, this color really suits you, with your hair color and eyes and all, and, I don’t know. I just wanted to make you something ni- Oof.’

A hug freezes you in place. You can feel the callousness of Tanjiro’s hand in the back of your head, tight, steady, like he’s holding a dream. It feels good. ‘Thank you so much, y/n. I’ll treasure it.’ Until death. Until it’s over. Until it’s just us.

[mitsutakas]

FANDOM MASTERLIST ;;

this pinned post (once i figure out how to!) is a signifier for what fandoms i will write for (hiperfixations will be accentuated! you might get a request done quicker) and which characters are my muses. this does not mean i won’t write for others!

- REQUESTS ARE: OPEN!

ANIMANGA ;;

tokrev (mikey, mitsuya, hakkai)

jjk (megumi, itadori)

haikyuu (any and all)

kny (any and all)

aot (will not write eren)

GAMES ;;

p5 (akira, ryuji)

fe (any game, any character)

loz (link 😡 just link)

genshin impact (any and all)

SHOWS ;;

marvel (andrew!peter, tom!peter)

HP (marauders) (FUCK JKR)

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MIGHT HAVE MORE! I JUST DON’T REMEMBER.

[mitsutakas]

HOPELESSLY DEVOTED...

...how various tr men love !!

includes: manjiro 'mikey' sano, takashi mitsuya, matsuno chifuyu

➠ MANJIRO 'MIKEY' SANO

he loves you quietly. a hum in your ear; uninterrupted, subtle, sweet.

he's felt too much grief to talk his heart out, he's been far too brutal to hold you softly. frankly, he thinks he does not deserve you, and much less for his love to be reciprocated. that is why he curses himself when you hold him - his cheeks burn with your peppermint kisses and his only wish is to scream 'i love you' at the top of his lungs. but he can't; he can't, and he doesn't know why, he finds a workaround solution to his muteness by loving you from the sidelines.

he memorizes your go-to drink at the cute coffee shop you visited with him a week ago. he sends you terribly taken pictures of random objects with a simple 'looks like u' text stuck to them. he takes you on his babu wherever you want. he's got his eye on you in every conflict, leg at the ready for anyone to dare approach you. mikey is at your command. whatever y/n wants, y/n gets - and if not, manjiro will get it for them.

➠ TAKASHI MITSUYA

he loves you tenderly. a ray of sunlight in the morning; warm, bright, sobering.

mitsuya's presence alone is comforting. his gaze is always warm, and with you, it multiplies; it's zealous, loving. an artist gazing at his muse - because to him, you are his greatest artwork, one he never gets tired of looking at, much less so having in his arms. his sisters tease him for looking so lovestruck, hakkai only chuckles idly whenever his gaze drifts across the room (to you) in the middle of a conversation before sheepishly coming back. it's a vintage kind of love, mitsuya's. cliché in the softest way imaginable, stereotypical in the most exquisite way. it's in the way you both don't get tired of it where his talent lies; he loves so easily it's frightening.

he looks at you with hearts for eyes. he tells you your dress looks amazing and then suggests you cinch it with that plastic belt you got the other day. he's got your wardrobe memorized and your body engraved in his mind like a treasure; forever stuck like a burning memory. he offers you a cup of water when you forget to drink, homemade food when you come over after a long night out. not to forget that with his love comes mana and luna's - because takashi's partner is forever embedded in them, and the affection becomes threefold.

➠ MATSUNO CHIFUYU

he loves you fervently. a cold drink on a hot day; invigorating, natural, passionate.

everything he does for you comes from raw, unfiltered and unending devotion. chifuyu is endlessly loyal and hopelessly romantic despite taking his only advice from cheesy shoujo mangas. but you oversee it, because it's endearing (and hilarious) and you can't help but think that he's the best guy in the world - it doesn't matter that he forgot his confession taken from Fullmetal Alchemist, or how he keeps babbling something about an equivalent exchange. it's so, so, so innocently cheesy that you can't help but look at him with a grin. and he melts at that, at your patience, or perhaps for being the only one who didn't tease him for this idea (yet).

he drags you away to the stalls in a festival - he buys matching keychains for the both of you, can't help but slip through the cracks of the 'cool boyfriend' charade and show a wonky smile when you place it in your bag immediately. it's loyal, the way he loves - constantly sending you messages, funny videos, calling you at 3 am for a ride to the beach. it's naive, it's pure; a perennial kind of love that only chifuyu can bring into your life, though if you asked, he'd say it's a love made just for you.