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I need a second part istg🤭

Your choice series

Sanemi Shinazugawa x Y/N (Fem reader)

-slight spoilers- fluff--very quickly written--

(--This is sanemi after the fight with Muzan! I feel his character changed to a more kinder soul-- )

Just a little back story-

You were sold by your family for the hope of marrying a demon slayer but since Muzan has been defeated you have been set free. To make your own choices.

This story bounces off my other story with Kyojuro "Your choice" one shot just different scenario.

You were sold by your family. They were promised if no slayer claimed you they would still be paid monthly. If a slayer claimed you ,she would be welcomed into the family of what ever slayer and your family again would be taken care of. It was a win win but you were the only loser here. And here your story starts .

Your choice

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It was over.. The fight was over..Muzan had been killed

"Ladies," There was a brief pause before the madam of the house finished. "You are all free to go back to your families." There was silence after the finished sentence. No other explanation was needed to be told to the women before a frenzy ensued.

Women running around with their the trains of fabric from their kimonos dragging behind them as murmurs exploded. Sounds of their delicate feet slamming hard against the wooden floors as they rushed. Rushed to pack and leave. You stood up slowly from the floor as your eyes focused on all the woman's faces.

They had joyous expressions some were even crying and sobbing. This meant that the women no longer had to be forced into a marriage with the slayers. You however did not care. How could you? You had no family to head back to anyways. A letter weeks before this event of Muzan dying had been sent to you. In it an apology written from your home village stating with words

"Your choice if you wish to stay."

And so you decided to stay but now. Now there was nothing for you. You bring your arms into the sleeves of your kimono as you walk ever so slowly towards the entrance of this mansion you had been entrapped in for months. The rush of women still around you as the feeling of dread collected within your chest. Where would you go now? You had the money of course. As it had been told your family had been getting paid for you each month but now did it matter? You were alone with no family to lean on.

As you walk over the threshold of the mansions door way you feel your body still at the scene before you. A sea of slayers waiting in the court yard . You had never seen so many in one place before. They were always away on missions. Your eyes squinting slightly as you eyed them closely. Many of them were on their knees begging ,grasping on the kimonos, for some of the women to reconsider in taking their hand for marriage.

But some of the women held their head high as they passed through the crowd of slayers. They didn't have to follow the rules anymore. It was evident why these slayers had shown up. They must have known that this deal that been going for years would be disbanded today. They wanted to take one more stab at finding a wife.

And of course they had no other choices outside the demon slayer society no sane family ,that were not involved with deal, with daughters wanted them to be tainted. And as you took in more of the colorful haired slayers you also took in the messing limbs ,the ghostly looks that haunted their faces.

You take a deep breathe as you walk from the steps of the mansion making your way through the crowds. As soon as your foot is placed on the court yard they pounced on you falling to their knees.

"Please, wait I can provide I promise!"

"Ma'am please I have to bring a wife back for my family."

"W-Wait please!"

But You kept your gaze forward trying to drain out the out cries of these poor young men clinging onto your kimono. They seemed like lost children reaching for their mother for attention. You pulled the bottom of your kimono from their grasp as you kept walking with the crowd of women leaving the court yard. You take notice that some of the women did stop. You watched as the women who stopped took the hands of those men accepting their marriage proposal.

You followed the other women who where leaving the only thing on your mind. "Your choice" . Finally out the compound. Finally out of the court yard. The dirt road and the forest being the only thing in your sight. This was it. What life would you make for yourself now?

"Did you see that guy?"

"What guy?"

"The guy over there. He's been there on all morning bowed lowly to the ground."

You turn to the other women speaking . Two women together gossiping and pointing to a direction down the road. It peeked your interest and since you had nothing else to go for you. "Where? "You asked without thinking.

Both women jump at your question startled that you had been listening into their conversation. One of the women gave her a look of indifference. "I'd be careful ever since they disbanded this little deal with slayers they've been acting like hungry wolves." She spoke with a huff but then gave the directions of where this bowing man would be.

Then without another thought you walked down the dirt road towards the direction they had explained to you. Your hands stayed in your kimono sleeves. The thoughts of today still swirling in your mind as the images of those slayers begging for a wife flashed.

Your mind lost in thought as the welcoming breeze and birds singing distracted you. You felt a your balance go off as your legs bumped into a lone log below you. A gasp from below you surprised you! A log gasping!

You quickly catch yourself as you take a step back bringing your gaze down to the dirt floor and catch a glance. A glance at the bowing white haired man. He of course like the women described had his forehead to the floor. His knees touching the ground and his hands placed near his bowed head. There was silence between the two. You didn't know how to react. The feeling of wanting to touch his shoulder and ask if he was okay but he hadn't brought his eyes up either.

"E-Excuse me?" You softly spoke ending the deafening silence.

"May I gaze upon you." He requested his tone of voice making you jump slightly in place. His voice sounded so rough even if he had spoken with such a soft tone. "Y-Yes, that is fine." You answer confused slightly at the request. He quickly lifts his head still bowing lowly. You jump back an inch at his sudden movement . His movement reminded you of a bunny coming up after eating hay.

Those pale purple pupils focused on you. You were finally able to take a glance at this mans face. What had he been through for him to have so many scars. "I am Sanemi former hashira of the wind, and looking for a wife." He stated fast with his intentions.

You couldn't help but let a sigh escape your lips of course he was. "O-okay but why are you here and not at the court yard with the others?" You asked the former slayer. His wide gaze did a couple of blinks before looking away. "If it is meant to be then I will find one without begging." He responded with a nod of his head.

"And you women deserve all the respect of having a choice of who your husband should be." He finished bringing those pale purple pupils back to you. A choice. Your choice. You felt a sudden tremor cross your lips before you bend over grasping a hand over your lips to stifle your giggles.

The former hashira sat up slowly bringing his bottom upon his legs as he starred at you. "Did I say something funny, uh." He countered this statement his tone of voice clipped. You pause standing straight up a warm smile upon your lips.

"N-No I just believe my life has been nothing but fortunate. Being able to make a choices for myself is something new to me! " You respond as your eyes dragged away from Sanemi. Your thoughts going over the months of being in that mansion thinking about the times you had to meet and greet with a slayer. Wondering if they would choose you. Those days were very bleak .....

"Um" He hummed catching your attention. His purple gaze focused downward at the dirt floor he brought one of his scarred arms behind his head as his fingers glided through his white hair. Then he brought that pale purple pupils back to you. "So?" He ventured holding your gaze. "Oh" You responded.

A choice.

You lift your kimono slightly up as you kneel in front of him. You go to touch his right hand but he brings it back quickly hiding it under his thigh. "I" He pauses making you bring your attention to his face. His eyes flickered quickly to the left as he brought his other hand down from behind his head bringing it out to you.

"Sanemi, remember i get to make the choices here." You addressed with an almost whisper. His purple wide eyed gaze fell back on you before nodding. A hint of pink crossing his pale scarred face. He dropped his arm down his left hand resting on his thigh as he ever slowly brought out his right hand.

You bring your gaze down to his right hand and soon realized why he had hide it so quickly. His right hand was bandaged but that wasn't what caught you off guard. Your fingers carefully slide across his hand as you flipped his palm upward. Sanemi was messing two fingers. "The last girl that walked by screamed." He revealed. You turned his palm downward intaking the image before you.

"Well her loss then." You uttered as you brought your gaze to his. Your head tilted slightly as a warm smile came upon your face. Sanemi retracted his hand from your grasp leaving an empty space between you two.

A single brow raised in question as a question lingered on your lips. But you were silenced as a firm hold snaked its way around your waist pulling you close. And before you could respond further you felt the warmth of his chest on your front as you were pulled upward from the floor with him.

"W-What are you doing?!" You asked your heart beating so harshly against your chest with excitement. Your eyes landed on his purple gaze his expression was so warm. "My brother died. " He responds pausing as he still kept you in that close hug. His grip around you tightening slightly. "And I want to make sure the dream, I wished so hard for him, will come to light." Sanemi whispered . You feet were dangling as they lightly kicked his legs.

"S-Sanemi what was that dream?" You asked softly as your gaze couldn't leave his face. The way he was smiling down at you made your heart skip a beat... If that were possible. He leaned closer almost as if you were going to kiss but his cheek brushed along side yours. His hot breathe tickling your earlobe. "I want to find a wife and make children. As many as she will allow," Sanemi whispers with a hint of a chuckle in his voice. Your hands find your way to his clothed chest gripping it slightly as you melt in his arms.

"I-I" You started but you were so tongue tied.

"I wanted my brother to live this dream but I suppose since I'm the only one here still. I guess I will take that dream and make it my own." He interrupts you. He places you back on your feet before him his warm gaze never wavering. You look up at him your heart beating so fast.

"So, what do ya think?" He asked his purple gaze focused on you. His right hand brushed along your cheek along your jaw line.

"The choice is yours."

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Well I hoped you guys liked this!! Thank you for reading!

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nutella-andstrawberry · 8 months

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Regulus Black coffee shop AU

It was stupid, Merlin why did it all have to be this way? Maybe he shouldn't do it... no he had to, he was the only one that knew and no one would believe him... a death eater.

Walking trough the muggle village, Regulus was having a war with himself and really wondering what to do with the information he had been walking around with for about a year now, probably longer.

He finally graduated Hogwarts about two months ago and was now trying to escape his parents for a while, having grown really sick of them and their mindset.

His eyes fell on a small coffee shop on the corner of the street and after a bit of hesitation, he decided to head inside, having some Muggle money in his pockets anyway.

When he walked inside, a small bell that hung at the door made a dinging sound. There where a few customers but no one behind the counter.

Suddenly a girl stumbled out of a door which Regulus assumed let to the kitchen. "Well to bad, I'm not getting ze groceries either, I did it yesterday, zo that will be a you problem, Amber!" The girl said to someone still on the other side of the door.

Her eyes fell on Regulus who was awkwardly standing there and she smiled. "Oh, 'ello there, 'ow can I 'elp you?" She smiled, Regulus noticed she had a French accent. He blinked at her for a moment, she was absolutely beautiful, but he quickly scolded himself mentally.

"Oh, Uhm, could I have a coffee?" He asked and she nodded. "Yes, of course, just a normal coffee?" She questioned. "Yes, just black, no sugar no milk." He nodded. "Alright, and your name?" She looked up at him.

"Regulus." He said and she smiled and wrote it down. "That's R-e-g-u-l-u-s? Like the star?" She spelled and he nodded. "Yeah." He said, a bit amused, yet hiding it from the girl.

"Alright, take a seat, I'll call you when it's done." She said and walked to the espresso machine. He went to sit down and just looked around, mostly at her. She also helped two girls that came in and sat down two tables away from him.

She was incredibly beautiful, it was almost unnatural, though he didn't want to stare, not wanting to look like a creep.

"Regulus!" She called his name and he stood up, walking over to get his coffee, muttering a quick thanks before walking back to his seat and sitting down.

After a while, he stood up and walked over to the counter, putting the empty cup in the trash. "Can I pay?" He asked and she smiled at him. "Yes of course, that will be 2 pounds please." She said and he fished in his pocket and handed her the money.

"All good, thank you, have a great day." She gave him a genuine smile and he nodded and left.

A few days later, Regulus found himself back again. She looked up at the sound of the bell as she had been leaning against the counter, a book in her hand.

"Goodmorning." Greeted and he gave a small nod. "One black coffee, please." He said and she nodded. "Coming right up, Regulus, was it?" She smiled his eyebrows rose slightly and she quickly cast her eyes down. "Yes." He just said and she smiled, he couldn't help but give her the smallest smile back.

He sat down at the same table he sat at the first time and listened as she made the coffee. "Regulus!" He heard his name and stood up, getting the coffee. "Thanks." He said and she gave him a small smile.

She watched as he sat back down and then went into the kitchens with a big smile. "Oh god, what happened for you to have such a big smile on your face?" Amber, her best friend, asked. "You know that one cute guy I talked about Monday?" She asked and Amber nodded.

"Yeah, you mean 'the pretty boy' as you called him?" She asked and was met with nods and smiles. "Yes! 'e is back, sitting at the same spot by the window." She said.

"Oh, please, Y/n, don't let it be like the last one, he was a complete asshole." She said as she stood up to check the boy out. "Well- zis one's cute, but 'e doesn't show much emotion." She shrugged and Amber gave her a look and they walked out together.

There, Amber looked at the boy sitting by the window, silently sipping his coffee. "Okay, maybe you are right." She said as she looked away again. Luckily just in time as Regulus looked over to see what they where up to.

Not much later, he came up to pay and Y/n helped him. He smiled at her when he left and she felt butterflies in her stomach.

Regulus found himself at the shop at least two times a week, he had eventually figured out that the girl was the owner and was running things mostly on her own but had three other employees and worked on Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays. The first two always alone.

"Black coffee?" She smiled when he came in and he nodded, trying his best not to smile. "Yeah." He said. "And I suppose it's still Regulus?" She let out a small giggle at her own joke. He couldn't help but smile. "Yes, still Regulus."

She smiled as she wrote the name down on the cup, even though she would remember anyway. "And what about you?" He asked, surprised at his own boldness. "Hm?" She hummed and looked up. "What's your name?" He tilted his head to the side slightly.

"Oh, it's Y/n." She told him and then put the cup down. "This'll come right up." She said and he nodded and sat down at his usual seat.

It went as always, she called his name, he went to get it, drank it while reading or thinking and then came up to pay.

The next time he went, she smiled and already grabbed a cup, putting his name down. "Morning." She greeted. "Goodmorning." He said and sat at the chair at the counter and her eyebrows rose. "New place?" She asked as the coffee poured into the cup.

He smiled at her, it was the best smile she had seen so far and she felt her stomach flutter. "I'd like to get to know the person always so kind to get my coffee ready." He said and she smiled, biting her lip slightly and turned away as she grabbed to coffee and gave it to him.

"I am always in for a little chat." She said, sitting on the other side of the counter in front of him. "So, you're from France?" He asked and she nodded. "Yes, what gave it away?" Questioned seeming s bit surprised.

"The accent, and I heard you mention it to your friend once." He said. "You where eavesdropping on our conversation?" Asked narrowing her eyes. "I- what, no no, uh- I uh..." he stammered.

She chuckled. "I'm joking, it is quite alright, it is 'ard to miss, but I really wanted a coffee shop like this and was a bit done with my parents zo I moved here." She shrugged.

"And you? Are you from around 'ere?" She asked and he nodded. "I live in a neighbourhood nearby, quite boring really." He shrugged. "I'd love the be as bold and run away from home." He sighed and she laughed.

"Difficult parents, also?" She asked and he nodded. "Yeah, it was a bit better when my brother was there, but he ran away years ago, I haven't spoken much to him since." He admitted. "Why don't you run away? When I did it felt amazing." She tried to encourage.

"I can't, it's just- it's difficult." He sighed. "I understand, but 'ey, you can always sit 'ere and be away from them." She smiled and he looked at her, them locking eyes. "Exactly what I've been doing, it's a really nice place you have here." He looked around and she gave him the biggest smile.

"Yes! I know right! I love it so much, I can't believe this dream finally came true!" She seemed so happy as she said it, it was almost contagious and he felt a weird feeling in his stomach, he had never felt it before.

The bell dinged and a man with a suit walked in, seemingly in a hurry.

"You, lady, I need one coffee and a latte." He pointed at her and she rose her eyebrows. "Sure, takeaway?" She asked and he rolled his eyes. "Obviously." He said and she smiled, though Regulus saw how annoyed she was.

"Alright, and on what name?" She asked politely. "None of your business, now hurry up, I need to go." He said and she sighed, just staring the coffee machine.

She was steaming the milk and put it in a large cup, then waited, staring at it. "What are you doing, hurry up! You're just standing there." He complained.

"I have to wait for the milk to be ready." She said and he slammed a fist on the counter. "I don't care, hurry up!" He said and her head snapped towards him.

"Listen 'ere, I am just doing my job, so either you stand zere and shut the fuck up or you leave my shop right now because I do not tolerate zis bad behaviour you 'ave, zo what iz it? Keep acting like a child or be an actual grown up?" She snapped at him with a strong French accent and his mouth hung opened for a moment looking like he wanted to say something, but he stepped back with his jaw clenched.

She finished the coffee and put it in front of him. "That will be 4,75." She said in a bitter voice. He gave her the money and then stomped out.

"Muggles." Regulus muttered when he had left. "What?" She seemed shocked and he quickly shook his head. "Nothing."

He continued to come and sit at the counter multiple times a week, but he just couldn't get that feeling out of him, he had no idea what it was.

One evening, he still saw the lights on and went inside. "Are you still open?" He asked and she looked up. "I already closed, but come in if you want." She invited and he walked in with a smile.

"Busy day?" He asked and she nodded. "Yeah, I 'ad to call in Amber at one point because it was to much for me alone." She told him. "But we 'andled it, I missed you this week, normally you are 'ere Monday." She said as she put some clean plates in a cupboard.

"Yeah, I was... busy." He said, remembering the death eater meeting he had attended, already sick at what there had been shared about some Muggle families.

"I see, you want a coffee?" She said as she already grabbed a cup. "Oh, sure." He nodded and sat down at the counter.

She made it and set it down next to her for a moment, wanting to grab a spoon but she accidentally knocked the cup over.

"Oh, Merlin!" She said and quickly put it up and grabbed a dish cloth. "Excuse me?" Regulus' eyes widened at her words. She looked over at him. "Oh, sorry, I will make you a new one." She said.

"No, not that, what did you just say?" He asked and she seemed to process and then it hit her. She put a hand over her mouth. "Oh Merlin." She said as she realised. "Wait no- shit." She murmured.

"Sorry, I don't know why I say that." She said and kept sweeping the counter.

"Tell me, Y/n, what is your partronus?" He dared to ask and her mouth fell open as she stared at him in shock. "A butterfly." She said and he let out a small laugh in surprise. "I wasn't expecting such a turn of events." He chuckled.

"BeauxBatons?" He asked and she nodded. "Hogwarts?" She asked him and he nodded. "Yeah, Slytherin, if you where wondering." He said and she chuckled. "Doesn't surprise me one bit." She said.

"When I tell you that you are no doubt a hufflepuff." He said and she giggled. "My friends at school told me the same." She admitted.

"Tell me, Y/n, do you have Veela blood?" He asked and she nodded. "Yes, how'd you know?" She asked and looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes. "It explains why you're so incredibly beautiful." He said and she blushed as she kept wiping the already clean counter.

"Are you flustered?" He teased and the blush grew. "Shut it." She mumbled making him grin.

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