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So Close Yet So Far

— Geto Suguru x Male Reader

—— content warning: heavy angst, cheater! geto, heavy descriptions of death, maybe happy ending….

——— authors note; this is so sad bro i accidentally came up with this idea when talking to a c.ai bot but enjoy u guys 🤗

“I love you.”

Those words echoed through Y/N’s head as he looked at screen of Geto’s phone, specifically staring at one notification. His heart clenched as he reread it over and over again on his mind.

“Happy Anniversary baby!” from “My Everything.”

Y/N just stares in disbelief, thoughts running 100 mph. He just couldn’t believe the man he has been so deeply in love with would do this.

All Y/N could do is put the phone back down where it was left, and wait. He waited and waited for Geto to come back into the shared room.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door opened and entered Geto. He smiled at Y/N with that smile that always seemed so genuine, so full of love. His heart clenched even harder at the sight of it, knowing what he has to do.

“Baby, Im back with the snacks! What movie do you want to wa-“ Geto started speaking before getting interrupted by Y/N’s choked out words. “Who is My Everything?” Y/N stated as stable as he could, his throat felt like it was closing up.

Geto froze at his words, recognizing the name immediately. He stopped in his tracks, staring at Y/N with wide eyes that were slowly filling up with regret.

He knew he had been caught.

As Y/N repeats the question, now looking at him with tear filled eyes, all he could do is start apologizing.

“I’m sorry! I was going to tell you! I promise!” Geto just kept apologizing and apologizing, getting closer to Y/N.

All Y/N could do was stare. What do you mean the man he had planned a future with, is seeing, kissing someone else? This can’t be real. It just can’t be.

Y/N asks again, “Who is he?” Geto taking a deep breath, looking at his surprisingly calm boyfriend for what was happening.

“I-It’s Gojo..” Y/N’s heart basically shattered at the name. He knew that name very well. That was the person who Geto had reassured him about many times. He was Geto’s childhood love. His ex boyfriend.

Y/N simply just nodded. He couldn’t think straight. He’s hurting.

Geto looked at him, hoping for any sign of forgiveness in his face. None, there was none. Y/N spoke up, voice barely audible.

“We’re over.”

Geto could feel his heart breaking. He knew he had no right to feel heartbroken. No words could come out. All he could do was nod.

Y/N passed him and starts to pack some stuff up, clothes, blankets. Geto could only watch from the edge of the bed with tears falling down his face.

He wanted to beg him to stay. To forgive him. Words just couldn’t form for him to do so.

Y/N finishes packing up his stuff, silently making way out of room to leave. Geto just followed like a lost puppy until they both reach the front door. Y/N slips on his shoes, standing up and taking one final glance behind him at Geto then making his way out the front door.

Geto could only watch as he walked out of the house, and down the street till he was out of sight. The weight of the situation finally hits him, causing him to fall to his knees sobbing, loud enough that the neighbors could probably hear.

Meanwhile, Y/N is now sitting on the ledge of bridge, staring blankly out at the ocean. His mind filled with just Geto. He kept thinking of the memories of him and who he thought was the love of his life. He didn’t know what to do, to think.

He continued to sit there for hours on end, just mind racing with him. Y/N snaps out of his thoughts as the sun begins to rise over the horizon, his tired eyes watching. His mind immediately going to a memory of him and Geto watching the sunrise, after their first ever kiss.

That memory feeling now feeling apart of just some daydream.

Y/N stands up from his spot on the bridge, making his way to find a place to sleep, now homeless since he had previously been living with Geto. He wonders before finding a small alleyway.

He didn’t care. He just wanted to sleep away the pain in his heart.

He laid down some blankets that he packed against the wall, making a makeshift bed. He finally laid down and dozes off, too tired to even think of the danger the alleyway could bring.

He continues to lay there for days on end. Too weak to get up. Too weak to speak. He just stared and thought.

Many days later, Y/N is just laying there. Too weak to get up. Suddenly, rain starts to fall from the sky. He could feel as the rain starts to seep into his clothes and into the blankets under him.

He felt cold. So so cold. Eventually his body becomes numb to the cold, numb to anything. He couldn’t feel anything. He couldn’t cry anymore either. He was confused and dazed.

Wait.. Why was I crying again?..

Y/N just laid there, staring blankly at the alleyway wall. Cold and numb.

The rain only worsened, and lasting for many days on end.

Y/N looked like a corpse at this point. Wet. Dirty. Motionless.

He also felt like one. He started to hallucinate, the hallucinations lasting for long period of time, and were so frequent. He has so detached from reality, not being able to tell what was reality anymore. He felt like he was on the verge of death, like he was on a tightrope trying to balance between life and death. He just hoped someone to find his body after he passed, about to give up on life; fall off the tightrope.

I’m so tired… I’ll just take a nap…

Suddenly, a face flashed in his mind. Geto Suguru. He then could’ve sworn he heard his voice, humming that song he always would hum whenever he felt so sad.

It was comforting. He felt so at peace, listening to his voice, the wet and cold clothes sticking to his body not mattering to him anymore. He was just happy to hear his voice again.

He listened till the very end of the song. He felt warm. Which was weird since he could’ve sworn he was freezing a few minutes ago. Suddenly, Geto stopped humming before mumbling to him.

“Don’t give up.” He then disappeared.

Y/N was so out of touch with reality, confused at his words.

Give..up?…

Y/N felt so close to death. So alone since Geto had disappeared. So he did the only thing he could do to fill the silence of the alleyway, he started humming the same song Geto was.

The song bringing extreme comfort to him, he kept humming it as if the song was like a life line.

His humming attracts a passerby, who ventured into the alleyway to check the sound of the weak humming. They found Y/N on the floor, weakly humming, seemingly so gone from reality, and lifeless almost.

They immediately call an ambulance, the sirens being the last thing Y/N heard.

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The Pretty Boy

A KNY x Male Reader —— !?

> warnings; this is part two!!, angst, kinda following the same plot as kny, no happy ending bc i said

> a/n; guh sorry it took me so long i’ve been so busy with work and the hurricane that’s coming to florida

“Big Brother! Wake up!”

A voice was heard, awakening another up. The older male immediately sprung up at the sound of his younger brothers, Tanjiro Kamado, voice.

The (h/c) haired male looked at his younger brother in worry. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” The male rushed up out of his bed that resided in The Butterfly Mansion.

Tanjiro’s face showed his normal smile as he watched his brother rush towards him. “Nope! I just wanted to see if you would like to take a walk with me! It’s nighttime!” Tanjiro beamed at the worried elder, holding back giggles.

Y/N rubbed his face in frustration, grumpy from being woken up in such a loud manner for something not serious. The male nodded towards his brother, before stating. “Yes, let me get presentable.” Tanjiro smiled brightly one last time before walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.

The male yawned and stretched as he walked over to his mirror on the wall. He sighed at his appearance, not a very glam sight. His usual hair that was kept up to be kept out of his face, was now down and sticking up everywhere. His usual clothes that were neat, were now wrinkled and part of his top revealed his shoulder.

The male took a hair tie and proceeded to tie his hair up into his normal style. He then walked over to his closet before pulling out a simple black kimono, slipping it on and smoothed it out before slipping out of the room to meet his brother.

The mentioned male was staring at the stars, while waiting for his brother. The door slid open, revealing the now presentable male. Y/N let out a smile towards the burgundy haired male, holding out his hand for him to take.

Tanjiro happily held the hand of his brother, something they have done since a young age. Tanjiro and Y/N started to discuss different things, including updates on their sister, his missions, etc.

The two walked around the large estate that belonged to the Insect Hashira. “Hey Tanjiro?” The (e/c) eyed male suddenly asked. The other male hummed in response, waiting for the next question.

“Do you think mom would be proud of me right now?” Y/N asked in a soft sad tone, thinking about all the danger his younger siblings have been through since the slaughter. Final Selection. His First Mission. The Spider Family. The Train Mission. The Entertainment District Mission. The Time at The Swordsmith Village.

Tanjiros mouth opened in shock at the question, before melting into a sad smile. “She would very proud of you, big brother.” Y/N looked at him with tears lining his bottom lash line. “But you keep being put in dangers way… and I can do barely anything to keep you safe.”

Tanjiro suddenly punched his shoulder, shocking the soft spoken male. “It’s my job! I’m not weak anymore N/N, I can protect myself now I promise.” Y/N’s eyes widened at his words. He was speechless. Tears started to fall down his face as his face was decorated in a soft smile.

Tanjiro brought the taller male into a tight hug. “I love you, big brother.” Y/N hugged back just as tight, if not tighter. “I love you so much. I’ll always protect you and Nezuko whether you like it or not.”

TIMESKIP — !!

A group of three is seen sitting in the sunlight, all of them beaten up. Many bodies surrounded them, injured, deceased. Those three were Tanjiro Kamado, Nezuko Kamado, and Y/N Kamado.

The three hugged each other as tight as they could, still recovering from the incident that occurred through out the night.

The eldest hugged his younger siblings close to his chest as tight as he could, like they would disappear if he let go. Though, his grip started to weaken as the extreme blood loss started to affect him greatly, since now he was back to being his human self.

The two noticed the weakened grip of their beloved older brother and how his eyes started to look hazy.

“Big brother! What’s wrong?!” Nezuko shouted in worry while more tears began to fall. She knew what was happening. She knew that look. She knew but refused to accept it. Tanjiro also knew what was happening. He couldn’t get any words out as his heart clenched as he realized.

In unison, the younger siblings eyes fell down to the stomach of their brother. Multiple gaping holes. Tanjiro felt like his heart was being ripped out. He knew what those were from.

Tentacles sprouted from the burgundy haired boy as his younger sister tried to hold him back from injuring others. Tanjiro Kamado had been turned into a demon.

Y/N sat up from his position of the floor as he heard his younger sisters yell. His gaze set on his younger siblings that laid a bit away. His heart clenched when he saw his brother.

Oh Tanjiro…

He knew what he had to do. He also knew the consequences.

With little to no hesitation, he ran over to his siblings as he helped restrain his brother. The cries of his younger sister and the sight of his brother hurt more than the tentacles that had pierced through his stomach.

Withstanding the pain, he continued to hold his brother tightly as Kanao had injected him with the medicine. The siblings refused to let go of the boy until they could tell he had turned back into himself.

Y/N grips significantly got weaker and his siblings noticed and immediately laid him down onto his back. The (h/c) haired boy looked up at his siblings with his soft (e/c) eyes. A weak smile spread across his face. His hands weakly went up and rested on the cheeks of his siblings, wiping away their tears.

“Don’t cry.. There was nothing that could’ve stopped this from happening..” Y/N started as he winced at the pain from his movements. “I’ll always be watching over you two..” The younger duo started to let out loud sobs, not ready to say goodbye to their beloved brother.

“Nezuko, Tanjiro.. take care of each other and live your live to the fullest. I love you both.. you’re both my pride and joy..” Y/N voiced out weakly as his eyes started to shut, his arms falling to his sides

“Y/N!” Nezuko and Tanjiro both yelled out, gripping onto his hands that were losing their warmth. The boy didn’t respond.

Y/N Kamado was gone.

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Our Last Goodbye

A KNY x Male Reader —— !?

> The Final Battle came to an end but so did most of the others..

> Warnings: angst, survivors guilt, gore descriptions, manga spoilers, characters deaths, Y/N sees the characters as family here

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“Tanjiro, you’re back!”

Y/N heard as he stirred awake. He looked around his surroundings, seeing the many corpses of his comrades.

Did we win?.. Is Kibutsuji dead?.. Y/N’s head raced with questions.

Y/N started to sit up slowly, wincing in pain as the slashes on his body start to ache. A kakushi took noticed of the boy gasping then yelled, “Master Y/N! You’re alive!” A few kakushis went running over to him, beginning to treat his wounds.

Are the others okay?.. Y/N started to wonder, as he started to fall unconscious again.

TIMESKIP — A Few Months Later

Y/N opened his eyes, expecting to see the gruesome sight of his deceased comrades, only for him to see a wood ceiling above him.

Weren’t we fighting Kibutsuji? Why am I in the Butterfly Mansion? Thoughts filled his head as the boy started to sit up, resting his back on the bed frame behind him.

He looked around the infirmary, noticing he was alone in the room. If I’m here, where is Shinobu? She would always stay by my side when I got injured.. Y/N wondered.

I should go find her.. She might be worried about me.. The (h/c) haired boy slowly stood up from the bed, sore from being bedridden for so long.

Y/N carefully walked towards the door, sliding it open. Shutting the door behind him, he started to walk down the hallway towards Shinobu’s office.

Why is it so quiet? Where is everyone? Y/N was deep in thought, not noticing the figure that froze in place at the sight of the awaken male. The surprised voice of a woman spoke up from behind him.

“Y-Y/N.. You’re awake..”

Y/N turned towards the voice, recognizing it. It was Aoi, someone who he thought of as a sibling. He let out a gentle smile at the blue haired girl. “Hello Aoi.. are you alright? You’re crying.” The male walked towards her, cupping her face to wipe away her tears. Aoi almost collapsed at the sight of her older brother figure before pulling him into a tight hug. “I- I didn’t think you would wake up! I’m so happy!” Aoi yelled out in happiness, crying into the taller male’s shoulder.

Y/N softly smiled at the words of the girl, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting manner.

Y/N was known for his soft and caring manner. He was a soft spoken boy who always loved and cared for everyone.

The male pulled out of the hug after a while, gently smiling down at the girl. “Don’t cry, It makes me sad to see you tears in your eyes..” Wiping away the tears from her face, Aoi smiled back at him. “Well, I should go check on my other patients. I’m glad you’re okay.” The girl said before walking away from him and into one of the many infirmary rooms.

Y/N watched as the girl walked away, still smiling. He then turned to keep walking to his original destination, excited to see the woman he thought of as a one of his mother figures.

Opening the door to the office, he walked in. He glanced around the room to see nobody in the room.

That’s weird.. Where could she be?

Y/N walked out of the office space and in back into the hallway. Suddenly a kakushi turned the corner, freezing when they saw the familiar figure of Y/N.

Y/N tilted his head at the kakushi before asking, “Excuse me, do you know where Miss Shinobu is? I would like to see her.” The kakushi gulped at the question, realizing the boy had no idea on what had happened. Nothing could’ve prepared Y/N for the words that came out of the kakushi’s mouth.

“You don’t know? Most of the Hashira have passed, only Master Tomioka and Shinazugawa survived.”

Y/N froze in shock at the information.

Passed? As in dead? They’re all dead?

Shinobu. Gyomei. Obanai. Mitsuri. Muichiro.

They’re all gone?..

Y/N let out a weak smile at the kakushi. “Oh.. Thank you for telling me, I didn’t know.” The kakushi could see the pain the information caused on the boys face, no matter how much he tried to act strong in front of them. “If you’d like to, you can visit their graves. They’re rested in the same place as Master Rengoku.” The kakushi stated with a small sad smile.

Y/N just weakly nodded at them, before excusing himself. The boy walked back his room with head hanging low, his usual face that was usually in a happy state was now in one of pain, sadness and guilt.

The boy sat down on the side of his bed, lost in the memories flashing through his head of his passed loved ones.

A memory of him and Shinobu when Y/N had accidentally fell on his face flashed first. The boy was training then he had suddenly tripped over a rock, falling face first into the other rocks. Blood ran down from his nose, turns out he had broken it from the fall. He then walked to the infirmary to find Shinobu to help him with his injured nose. He found the woman and she just giggled at his clumsiness, starting to clean up the youngers nose.

“You need to be more careful Y/N. I don’t like seeing you hurt, you know.”

The next memory was him and Gyomei playing with Hashiras adopted cats. The younger boy held a grey and white patterned cat while the other held an orange printed one. Y/N liked cats as did Gyomei. Y/N looked at Gyomei as the older was stroking the fur of the many cats.

“Young Y/N, thank you for your help today. These cats can be a bit of a handful sometimes, so I thank you.”

The next one was one where him, the Love Hashira and the Serpent Hashira were out to eat. Y/N considered these two as parental figures to him. The boy and Mitsuri can be seen talking, both laughing a bit as Obanai just watched them with a small smile under his mask. Y/N felt at peace whenever he was with these two. He felt safe.

“Y/N, the three of us should go the festival in the Entertainment District and watch the fireworks together! Right Obanai? I think so too, it would be fun.”

The last memory showed him and Muichiro sitting in the middle of a field of flowers. The two boys staring up at the clouds in the sky, occasionally pointing out the shapes of them. Y/N shifted his gaze to the boy that he saw as a younger brother. Muichiro noticed the eyes on him, then shifted his gaze onto the male in front of him.

“I feel safe with you.. because no matter what, I always remember you. It’s new to me but it must be a good thing.”

Y/N’s usual calm demeanor crumbled and switched to one of anger and sadness. The boy got up from the bed, stomping his way over to a vase that sat on one of the tables in the room.

With little to no hesitation, the boy started to destroy the room around him. He didn’t know how to cope with all these losses, so he had resorted to letting his anger out.

A little while later, Y/N is curled up into a ball in a corner of the room. The room around him destroyed to bits, nothing left unbroken.

It should’ve been me, not them… Y/N kept thinking from his ball as tears fell down his face. He stayed in that position till nightfall, motionless.

A knock was heard from the door, before it slid open. It was Aoi coming to check on him.

“Y/N.. What happened in here?” Aoi questioned as she looked around the room. Bed out of the frame, glass and wood shards covering the floor. Y/N didn’t respond from the corner, still lost in the memories of his loved ones. Aoi approached him, making sure not to go to fast so she didn’t trigger any ill emotions. The sight of his state broke her heart. Y/N’s usual (h/l) (h/c) hair that was tied up was now down, some parts of his hospital clothes ripped, and some cuts decorated his skin from all the glass thrown.

Aoi’s frown deepened before reaching out to grab the males shoulder. Without a word shared, the younger girl pulled the older into a comforting and warm hug. As the boy was embraced, he started to tear up again. The hug reminding him of when Shinobu would embrace him when he was feeling down. Even though the memories caused hardcore emotional pain, he melted into the embrace of his younger sister figure.

As Aoi questioned in her head what could’ve caused the usual calm boy to have an outburst this large, her answer got answered when she looked at the item in the hands of the boy, the boy held a photo of him, Master Kagaya, Lady Amane, his children and all of the Hashira.

In the photo, it showed Master Kagaya in the middle with his children while holding the hand of his wife, all showing a small smile. The rest of the Hashira and Y/N surrounded around them, some caught off guard and some smiling brightly. To the left of the Master, Sanemi is seen next to Shinobu who was clearly teasing Giyuu. To the side of expressionless male, it showed Rengoku and Tengen smiling brightly towards the camera. To the right of the Master, Gyomei who had his hands in his usual praying position, was the closest to the master. Next to him was Muichiro, who was gazing at Y/N. Y/N was positioned in front of Mitsuri and Obanai, smiling a big smile at the camera. The two behind the male each had a hand on the boy’s shoulder, Mitsuri letting out a big smile and Obanai who was caught admiring the girl of his dreams.

Aoi knew how much everyone meant to the older boy, he loved them like they were his blood related family. Aoi shut her eyes and just held the boy close to her, as he started to sob into her shoulder.

TIMESKIP — A Week Later

After the anger outburst, Y/N refused to do anything. He wouldn’t get up. He wouldn’t eat. He wouldn’t talk.

He also couldn’t bring himself to visit the graves of the ex-hashira, as the guilt was eating him alive. Why was he allowed to live but not them? It wasn’t fair. The boy just stayed cuddled up in his bed, staring at the photo.

I miss them so much… The (h/c) haired boy wanted to cry but there were no tears left to cry. Y/N kept making up scenarios in his head about things he could be doing with them if they were still alive.

He could be drinking tea with Shinobu and Gyomei.

He could be cloud gazing with Muichiro.

He could be flower picking with Mitsuri and Obanai.

There was a knock on the door, pulling Y/N out of his thoughts. The door slid open to reveal a tall male, Tengen Uzui. Y/N continued to stare at the photo, like it was going to disappear if he looked away.

Tengen was the first to step forward with a sad smile. “Oh Y/N.. are you alright?” Those words. Tengen was always treated him like a little brother, and Y/N saw him as an older brother. Whenever he was down, Tengen would always try to put a smile on the face of the boy.

The male didn’t respond to the white haired male as he sat down. Now sitting next to the male, Tengen pulled the youngers head onto his lap gently, beginning to run his fingers through his hair.

Tengen glanced at the photo the male held, a sad smile was shown on his face. He looked down at Y/N before speaking, getting straight to the point. “You know they wouldn’t like to see you like this Y/N.” He spoke as Y/N tensed at the words. He knew that, he knew it very well. He couldn’t help but feel extreme guilt.

“You can’t stay like this forever, and you know very well they would be yelling at you if they saw you like this over them.” Tengen continued. Y/N stayed silent, listening to the words spoke towards him.

The two sat in silence for a while, enjoying each others company. Suddenly, the sliding door opened to show Tengen’s wives. “Lord Tengen, we have to get back to the estate.” Hinatsuru spoke, as her eyes fell soft at the sight of the two. Tengen nodded before standing up, gently placing Y/N’s head back onto the pillow. “Feel better kiddo, always we remember we’re here for you and we all love you very much.” Tengen said with a sad smile, before exiting the room with his wives.

Y/N stayed in his spot, thinking about his words.

I can’t keep being sad.. They wouldn’t want that..

Y/N sat up in the bed, (h/c) hair sticking everywhere. He threw his legs over the edge of the bed, standing up and dragging himself to his newly replaced desk.

TIMESKIP — Location: The Cemetery

Y/N gulped as he reached the entrance of the cemetery, guilt creeping into his stomach. He takes a deep breath while glancing at the things he had in his hand. A bouquet of flowers and a bag consisting of 6 letters.

He made his way into the cemetery consisting of all of the deceased demon slayers, walking towards where the 6 deceased hashiras were put to rest. Looking down at the graves, he could feel his eyes starting to water again.

He then kneeled in front of the first grave.

It belonged to Rengoku Kyojuro. Y/N wished he had more time with him, though it seemed he had bad luck because Rengoku had passed before he could.

Y/N let out a shaky breath, pulling a white rose from the bouquet then placing it on the grave. He then reached into the bag of letters, searching for one that was addressed to Rengoku and pulling it out.

“I hope you don’t mind if I talk with you, Rengoku-san..”

Y/N shakily started to read the letter out loud.

“Dear Rengoku-san, I hope you’re resting well and have found peace. I only knew you for a little while yet you fought to protect me and my friends. I am entirely grateful and in your debt, I’ll be sure to repay it if we meet again. Your smile was the most contagious one I have encountered, it could light of a room of pitch black. You were one of the most kindest people I have ever met. You were strong yet precious soul. Please continue to smile forever.

Sincerely; Y/N L/N.”

As Y/N finished reading out the letter, a tear fell down his face and onto the paper. Y/N let out a sad smile towards the grave, folding the letter and placing it next to the white rose.

Standing up, he then bowed a low bow in deep respect before moving onto the next grave.

This one belonged to Himejima Gyomei. Y/N kneeled down before placing the same rose on the Stone Hashiras gravestone. Reaching into the bag, he pulled out the letter he wrote to Gyomei.

Y/N started to read out loud again.

“Dear Himejima-san, I trust you are at peace and this letter find you well. I just wanted to say how entirely grateful for the kindness you showed to me. Even though me and my friends had shown up with a demon in tow, you still treated us with kindness and so I thank you again. You fought to protect everyone, probably knowing you weren’t going to survive in the aftermath. You were so strong and brave, I wish to obtain that level of bravery. Thank you for your service.

Sincerely; Y/N L/N.”

Y/N finished with a shaky tone, mind flashing through the memories with the tall man. Placing down the letter next to the rose, he stood up and bowed into another bow of eternal respect. Y/N walked to the next one, kneeling down.

This one belonged to Tokito Muichiro, though his body was never found and just some of his stuff was buried. Y/N felt his heart start to ache just at the thought of Muichiro never getting found. Ignoring the feeling, he had placed a white rose also onto the young boys grave. Y/N hoped that Muichiro would still be able to hear his words as he pulled the letter out of the bag.

Y/N started to read out loud once more.

“Dear Tokito, I hope you are resting in peace. I wanted to write this letter to you to tell you how much I appreciated and respected you. You were so young yet you fought so bravely to protect. I admire you greatly for that. You were such a beautiful soul, I hope you were able to reunite with your family. I will forever see you as my little brother Muichiro. I hope to find you in the next life.

Sincerely; Your Big Brother, Y/N L/N.”

Y/N finished the letter with a sad smile, placing the letter down. The male stood up before bowing in respect for the younger male before moving to the next grave.

This grave belonged to one of his closest friends, Kocho Shinobu. The tears in his eyes threatened to fall as he kneeled down in front of it. Letting out a shaky breath as he placed a rose on the grave, pulling the letter he prepared out of the bag.

He started to read.

“Dear Kocho-san, I trust you are resting well? How is Kanae, if you met her? I’m sorry it took me so long to visit, I just couldn’t bring myself to do so and I’m sorry. I wanted to say how proud I am to able to know you. You were so smart and strong and please don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Everyone misses you at the mansion, including me. Please rest now, don’t worry I’ll take care of everyone.

Sincerely; Y/N L/N.”

Y/N choked out the last bit of the letter. He let out a deep sigh, attempting to calm his breathing down before placing the letter in its rightful place. He stood up with shaky legs then going into another bow, mentally preparing for the last grave.

He stumbled his way over the the shared grave of Kanroji Mitsuri and Obanai Iguro, his two parental figures. Kneeling down before the grave, he grabbed the last two roses and placing them down. Y/N stared at the grave in silence for a few seconds, then grabbing the letter written to Obanai.

Choking back a sob, he started to read.

“Dear Obanai-san, I hope you and Mitsuri are resting well together. You of all people deserve it, you have suffered so much. I hope you know that you are one of the most important people to step foot in my life. Dare I say, I considered you as a father figure. I hope to see you in another life. Please rest peacefully and don’t worry, I’ll take care of Kaburumaru.

Sincerely; Y/N L/N.”

Y/N finished, a few tears escaping and falling down his cheek. He started to wipe his tears with the back of his hand, attempting to make them stop. He grabbed the last letter with shaking hands and unfolded it.

Y/N started to read out.

“Dear Mitsuri-san, I hope you’re resting well. Maybe even with Iguro-san. I wanted to write this letter to tell you about how you have changed my life and how I am so grateful for you. When I met you, I was in a dark space. I had witnessed my family die in front of me and thought I would never feel that feeling of parental love ever again. Yet you and Iguro proved me wrong. Everyday you two would make sure I felt loved. I consider you two as my parents and I am so proud to do so. Thank you so much for for everything, Mitsuri.

Sincerely; Your Son, Y/N L/N.”

By the time the boy finished, he was a sobbing mess. Tears fell down his face as he let out loud sobs, resting his head against the gravestone. Y/N held the letter close to his heart as he cried. The boy cried till he fell asleep. The (h/c) haired boy was resting peacefully,

Not noticing the 6 see through figures behind him, smiling at him and his words.

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Taisho Era Secret

> Y/N got reborn as one of Mitsuri and Obanai’s kids.

[obguro]

The Pretty Boy

A KNY x Male Reader —— !?

> Going back to Tanjiro’s trial, what if he had a brother?

> warnings; mentions of blood/stabbing, y/n is a cutie pie, hes also kagayas biggest fan, a tinkle of angst :3

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“Wake up! I said wake up!”

Tanjiro started to hear as he started to awaken. “Hey! Can you even hear me?!” A kakushi known as Goto, yelled as he started to get irritated with the boy laid on the ground. “Come on, get up! Are you going to sleep all day?!” Goto yelled once more. The burgundy haired boy jumped awake at the sound of the yells.

“I heard he was a demon slayer with a demon in tow, so I was expecting someone with more flair. Only for it to be just some ordinary-looking kid? Lame.”

“We must see that this boy is put on trial to be judged!”

“To think that he’s been protecting his siblings who has been turned into demons..What a brave and beautiful display of sibling love!!”

Tanjiro opened his mouth, preparing to speak before he felt his head being shoved into the rocks below him. “Don’t open your mouth until you’re told to do so! You are in the presence of the Hashira!”

Tanjiro opens his eyes to glance at the people who were introduced as The Hashira. “The Hashira.. What is that? Who are these people? Where am I?” Tanjiro’s mind raced with questions that were unanswered. Suddenly a lady with a butterfly hair piece started to speak. “This is the Demon Slayer headquarters. You’re here because you are to be put on trial. Before we start, why don’t you explain the crime you have been accused of-” The lady was then interrupted.

“There’s no need for a trial!”

Flame Hashira; Rengoku Kyojuro.

“Protecting not one, but two demons is a clear violation! We can deal with this on our own! We should end all three of them!” Rengoku stated in a loud tone, before another voice was heard.

“In that case, I’ll decapitate them with style!”

Sound Hashira; Uzui Tengen

“I’ll show you the most dramatic spray of blood you have ever seen!” Uzui stated before another voice was heard.

“No way! You’d really kill such an adorable child!”

Love Hashira; Kanroji Mitsuri

“Such a thought fills my heart with sorrow..” Mitsuri stated with a sad tone, before another voice was heard.

“Alas to see such a pitiful creature as this..”

Stone Hashira; Himejima Gyomei

“I grieve for him. Perhaps it would have been better if he hadn’t been born at all.” Gyomei stated as tears ran down his face, before another voice was heard.

“What was the shape of that cloud again?..”

Mist Hashira; Tokio Muichiro

“What was it called?.. I can’t remember.” Muichiro stated in a low tone while gazing up at the sky.

Tanjiro started to look around trying to spot the box which held his younger and older siblings. Goto noticed this and started to question him. “What are you looking at? Your focus should be on them. They’re the highest ranking swordsmen in the corps.” Tanjiro stared at the 6 people standing before him, before starting to look around again. “Nezuko! Y/N! Where did you take them?” Tanjiro asked out loud, sitting up from his position. He started to call out for his friends as well, before a voice from above was heard.

“Nevermind the boy, what will we do with Tomioka?”

Serpent Hashira; Obanai Iguro

“From what Kocho stated earlier, he is just as guilty for breaking the corps rules. Seeing him without restraints makes me feel ill. What do you have to say for yourself, Tomioka?” Obanai asked while pointed his finger at someone. He was met with silence.

“…”

Water Hashira; Tomioka Giyuu

As Giyuu stayed silent, another voice spoke up for him.

“I think it’s fine, he did come here without any resistance.”

Insect Hashira; Kocho Shinobu

“Let’s come up with a penalty later!” Shinobu stated cheerfully. “What I’m more interested in, is this boys story. He’s been traveling with demons, even as a demon slayer.. I want to hear why. What he did was unquestionably against corps rules!” She kept her gaze on Tanjiro, who then looked at her. Tanjiro let out a gasp of shock, not knowing this information. “Why are you traveling with demons despite being a demon slayer, Tanjiro Kamado? You can take your time, just answer the question.” Shinobu had asked in a confused tone, waiting for the boy to answer.

Tanjiro started to answer the question, only to realize he couldn’t due to the pain from his throat. Shinobu kneeled down in front of him a gourd of water, holding it out to him. “It looks like you need some water.” Tanjiro looked at it before grabbing it with his teeth and drinking it. “It seems you have injured your jaw so please be careful! I added an anesthetic to help with the pain.” Shinobu stated as he gulped down the water. Tanjiro finished the water in a few seconds, feeling some relief. Shinbou spoke up again, “Are you ready to tell us your story now?”

Y/N’s POV — Location: In The Box

As I woke up, I could hear some lady shouting at the person carrying the box Nezuko and I were in.

“Please Master Shinazugawa! I must ask you to put down that box!”

So his name is Shinazugawa?.. Pretty name.. I wonder where Tanjiro is..

I glanced at my younger sister, who was still asleep.

Nezuko.. You’re okay.. You had me worried when we were fighting that Lower Moon.. He was such a poor soul.. I hope he was able to meet his family in the afterlife.

I started to zone out, thinking back to the fight that occurred a while ago. I guess I got too distracted by my thoughts because the next thing I knew, I felt a sharp pain through my shoulder. I couldn’t help but let out a large muffled yelp from the sudden pain.

Glancing down, I noticed a green and black colored sword going through Nezuko’s and I’s shoulder. I looked at her with a worried expression basically asking, “are you alright?” She nodded a little bit, still wincing from the pain.

“Anyone who harms my siblings answers to me! I don’t give a fuck if you’re a hashira or not!”

Oh there you are Tanjiro.. I’m so glad you’re okay.

“Oh how very nice for you!” A deep voice says with a chuckle. The sword was then ripped out of the box completely. I let out a gasp as blood started to drip down my arm and chest, slowly regenerating.

“Cease this! The master will be arriving shortly!” Another voice shouted.

There was a loud sound before I could feel the box hitting the floor, accidentally hitting my head on the side of the box. I could hear a commotion from outside the box, consisting of multiple gasps and sweet sound of a giggle followed by a “pardon me.”

“If you can’t tell the difference between good demons and bad ones, then you shouldn’t be a hashira!” I heard Tanjiro yell from the box.

Tanjiro… I let out a smile. You’re still protecting us no matter what… You’re the best younger brother anyone could have.

“You little..I’ll destroy you!” The same deep voice that was holding the box earlier was heard. Before anything else could happen, a unfamiliar feminine voice spoke up, “The master of the mansion has returned.”

Master of the mansion? Where are we right now?..

A gentle, warming voice then spoke, “My beloved children, I thank you for coming here this day.” I could hear different pairs of feet walking, then the same voice spoke again, “Good morning to you all, the weather is strikingly nice today. Perhaps with a blue sky?”

His voice puts me at ease.. It’s so gentle and comforting.. I wonder who that is

“Finding ourselves here at the semiannual gathering with all the same faces, It brings me joy.” He spoke before the box was hit again. I then heard Shinazugawa speak up, “I’m pleased as well to see you in good health as well, master.”

I’m so sleepy.. Why am I so tired? It shouldn’t hurt to take a small nap… My thoughts faded as I started to doze off, falling into a dream.

Y/N’s POV — Location: In the Dream

I opened my eyes and looked around, noticing it was nothing but a black void. A voice spoke up behind me, “Y/N dear..”

I turned around to see a lady. A lady with black hair and purple eyes. My mother.

“Mother…” I let out in a soft tone. She smiled at me, holding her arms open. I knew what this meant. I would always give her hugs.

I then walked right into her arms, starting to tear up. Why wasn’t i the one who died?.. why couldn’t you be the one who lived?… She wrapped her arms around me, feeling the same as it used to. Warm. Comforting.

“My son, I am so proud of you. You protected your siblings.” She stated as she started to run her fingers through my (h/c) hair. “Please keep making me proud and continue to protect them..” I let of a nod against her shoulder.

“I promise I will.”

Y/N’S POV — Location: In the Box

I woke up from my dream immediately from the scent of blood.

Was someone hurt?

I open my eyes to see crimson blood dripping into the cracks of the box. I look over at Nezuko to see her starting to drool through her muzzle.

“Nezuko.. calm down.” I let out in soft whisper, hoping to calm her hunger.

“Hey demons! It’s time for your dinner!” I heard Shinazugawa shout from outside the box. Nezuko started to claw at the box and let out growls of hunger. “Don’t hold back. Show us your true colors.” Shinazugawa spoke again.

Another voice spoke up, this one unfamiliar. “It’s the daytime, no good doing this now. It will only show up in the shadows.”

I don’t like where this is going..

“Master, Please forgive me for the discourtesy I’m about to commit.” Shinazugawa spoke from the same spot. I could feel the box get lifted and slammed onto the ground once again. The same sword from earlier stabbed into the box again, going through the shoulder of Nezuko then out again.

I’m starting to get irritated.. He keeps injuring her… I look at Nezuko worried.

“Stop it!” I heard Tanjiro yell.

Suddenly, the door of the box was opened from the outside. Nezuko started to stand up, growing to her full size.

This is such a pain..

I look up from the box at who I assumed was Shinazugawa. White Hair. Violet Eyes. Scars Everywhere. I took in his appearance, not affected by his blood in the slightest.

I don’t have the desire to drink blood..but Nezuko can’t help it.. You got this, honey.

I heard Tanjiro yell out our younger sisters name. I look at Nezuko to see her stop struggling but had a lost look on her face. She stood there for a few seconds before turning away with a look of digust.

The comforting voice from earlier spoke up again, “Tell me what happened.” The unfamiliar feminine voice then explained.

“There it is, undeniable proof Nezuko won’t attack a human.” The soft voice explained to the other voices I heard prior to falling asleep I assume.

Nezuko looked down at me and I just let out a closed eyed smile at her. Then Shinazugawa spoke up, “What about you?! Huh?! You know you want it!” I look up at him to see him glaring down at me.

I guess it’s my turn.. I stood up, growing to my full size.

3rd Person POV

The other Hashiras shifted their focus to the other demon that started to come out of the box, taking in its appearance in shock. It was a male with (h/l) (h/c) hair tied up, (e/c) with slitted pupils, and he was dressed up in a black kimono. He was the definition of pretty. They noticed something different though, there was a gentle look in his eyes.

The (h/c) male looked at Shinazugawa, before reaching for his bamboo muzzle. The other hashiras reached for their swords just in case. They watched as the demon took the muzzle out of his mouth, letting it rest around his neck.

“Are you alright?.. You’re bleeding.” The males voice came out soft. Shinazugawa stared at the male in confusion and shock at the question. He then let out a growl of anger, “Why are you asking me that?! Why aren’t you affected by my blood?!” Y/N just simply smiled at him slightly before reaching into his kimono, pulling out a roll of gauze. “You shouldn’t injure yourself.” Y/N stated as he gently took the white haired males arm, starting to wrap the gauze around the open wound. Shinazugawa was too shocked to speak or move away from the male.

Y/N finished wrapping the olders arm, then he turned towards the others. The first thing he noticed was a man dressed in striped clothing was pinning down his younger brother to the floor with his elbow.

“Excuse me, the man with the snake.. Would you mind letting my brother go please? Neither Nezuko or I are not going to attack any of you.” Y/N asked in a soft tone to the other male.

Obanai scoffed and replied in a harsh tone, “No way, I’m not taking orders from a de-” He was interrupted by the tall male inside the house, known as Kagaya Ubuyashiki. “Obanai.. Please release the boy.” Obanai stared, wide eyed at his master but followed the orders given.

Y/N looked at the Master, noticing the sickness that was on his face. No matter, he still thought the male in front of him was gorgeous.

“Do tell me what happened with the other demon..” Kagaya spoke curiously. One of his daughters spoke up from next to her father, “The male demon smiled at Shinazugawa before wrapping his wounds for him, the blood seemingly not affecting him at all.”

“Well my children.. That proves that Y/N nor Nezuko will not harm humans.” Kagaya let out a soft smile towards his Hashiras. “I hope this will be accepted by all that these two demons will stay and work for the Demon Slayer corps. Tanjiro go out and defeat a Twelve Kizuki, do that and you’ll be accepted by all.”

Tanjiro sat up, looking at the master. “Alright! Me and my siblings will defeat Muzan Kibutsuji!” Y/N covered his face in embarrassment at his younger brothers bold claim, knowing well that they barely survived their last fight. “Let’s start with defeating a twelve kizuki first.” Kagaya said towards the boy with a slight chuckle.

The other hashiras let out some giggles as Tanjiro bows his head in embarrassment. “We have concluded our business with you, Tanjiro.” Kagaya stated. Shinobu then requested that the three siblings would stay at her estate, Kagaya agreeing.

Y/N walked over to the shared box, shrinking to fit in with his sister. Climbing in the box, Y/N shut the door behind him. The kakushi lifted the box, carrying it away towards The Butterfly Mansion, not before apologizing to the master for the intrusion.

Y/N held his sister close as he fell asleep with one thought in his mind.

“Everything will be okay, your big brother is here.”