#knyheadcanons

[knyenthusiast]

Can I ask for some relationship headcannons for Kokushibou? 👀👀👀

You absolutely can baby, he’s probably my favorite Upper moon demon he looks so hot omg

Kokushibo relationship HC

The first few days of dating, it looked as if this dating thing wasn’t working out

Because he looked so cold and didn’t look over you much. But that wasn’t true

He’s just really bad at expressing himself.

He literally stares. At you and pays attention to you but just doesn’t want to admit it.

So you talked to him about it, and you felt like this wasn’t working out but he was just there like ‘nani’

He’s just very overwhelmed that you two were dating, he didn’t know what to do with you. So he is just a clueless bean.

“Should I turn you into a demon so we can be together forever ?”

Isn’t really the biggest pda demon, but when he feels like it, then pda it is then.

I think he’ll be the boyfriend who doesn’t express anything much but gets jealous quite easily.

Especially with douma hoe all loose, you can feel his gaze shoot through whenever you’re talking to douma,

Never wants to admit that he is jealous tho,

“No”

For dates he’d take you adventuring through the woods or a flower field under the moonlight,

He can just secretly smile as he looks at you playing with the flowers and the fire flies surrounding you makes you look more breath taking,

Dumb of you to ask to play hide and seek with him because he has super vision as a demon so it was pointless but you tried.

There was a time where you two played hide and seek, and he actually couldn’t find you, he thought the demon slayers had taken you as hostage or something, so he went berserk mode, cutting the trees and almost destroying a whole area just to find you lmfaooo

But you were just following a trail of animal footprints that lead you to a cave, so you hid there

And when kokushibo found you, he instantly picked you up and didn’t let you go trailing by yourself any longer.

But as time progresses he does show his affection more, and he actually might ask for some.

Let’s see, when and how?

Asks you to caress his hair, he really likes it. It just makes him go have a fuwa fuwa moment.

He won’t ask you directly he’s just gonna go sit near you and lay his head on your lap. Because this bitch knows you are a succerrerrr for his hair.

What if you were standing ? He carries grabs you and sits you down and repeat the first option.

He would usually do this when Muzans a demanding bitch or smth.

He might ask you to be a demon with him, but won’t pressure you cause he knows, you are literally a flower vase and you might break any time soon.

He just loves you but isn’t really vocal.

[sems-diarie]

Soft dom Tanjiro... I'm weak. Love your little thirst drabbles thank you for that ;;

🥺👉🏽👈🏽 well, ily

[lemongogo]

💐🌷🌹🌺SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING 🌺🌹🌷💐 I keep accidentally hitting unfollow trying to click the three dots to send an ask!! But anyways, hey! I think your blog is super awesome, just wanted to drop by and let you know since I got sent this message. Thanks for being so cool, keep it up :D

AUFHAKJ aaaa !! thank uuu !! ! u are so nice !! thanks for talking about kny w me , i’ve had fun :-D !!

[babiedeku]

i was tagged by @icyhotvolleyboys (´͈  ᵕ `͈ ）

Rules: Answer the 10 questions, write your own 10 questions, tag 10 people

1. What was the last hard copy book you read?

the tyrant’s tomb by rick riordan! i really love all of his books

2. If you could go to any concert, who would you go see?

the weeknd or or maybe rich brian or niki

3. What’s your favorite weather?

i love love love cold and gloomy weathers because i get to snuggle up in bed all day

4. What’s your ultimate comfort food?

beef teriyaki bento from saibatchi and double cheeseburger and fries from mcdonalds yum yum!

5. What are your plans for your next birthday?

i’ve always wanted to drink out with my friends or even just a small get together at my place!

6. What’s a funny story you always remember?

how i opened the door to the wrong school bus ,,,, twice :(

7. What’s your favorite animal?

cats omg i have 1 house cat and 2 stray cats that i feed

8. Who’s the fictional character you find the most relatable?

rn i guess it would be momo from bnha 

9. What’s an unusual skill/talent/ability that you have?

on the rare occasions that i fall asleep in class, i always seem to know when the prof is about to turn around so i can briefly open my eyes and nod and then go back to sleep when they arent looking at me anymore lol

10. If you could have any hairstyle, what would you get?

this lock down and quarantine has got me wanting to get bangs ksksk 

my questions

1. are you more of a cat person or a dog person?

2. what’s your favorite memory when you were still a kid?

3. what’s your favorite flower/plant?

4. how would you describe the way you dress?

5. what’s your current obsession right now?

6. what’s your favorite drink?

7. what’s your hobby?

8. how would your closest friends describe you?

9. are you a morning person or a night owl?

10. are you an extrovert, ambivert, or introvert?

i tag

@sweetberi @ssunrei @knyheadcanons-imagines @adrasteiaxandromedaa i dont know much people yet here :(( but if any of you wanna do this, then go ahead! 

[chickynn]

Drawing your kny ocs with mine #1

yayyyy new series

This wonderful OC belongs to @knyheadcanons-imagines​ (their OC is so pretty hhhnn)

yee I made a lil comic about our OCs teasing each other about their crushes aksjdk and also a smol doodle at the end cus why not uwu

[iwaqchan-archive]

it's been a while since i've done one of these, so i thought it was about time i shared some of my absolute favourite writers (as well as amazing friends) on this godforsaken site. this was also kind of requested by a very lovely anon!!

mutuals are bold (only those i am aware of being mutuals with, if we are and i did not make your url bold, please let me know and i will change it asap!)

i follow from my main hachibira

part 1 • part 3

k - o

@k-atsukidayo @kageyamaaaa @kaidasen @kaiwritess @kamehamethot @kashika @katsukisprincess @keigos-dove @kenmaksuwu @kingtamakimurder @kiyasuno @knyheadcanons-imagines @kurinhimenezu @lady-bakuhoe @leeswritingworld @letmeshouyou @lovebotfics @makoodles @mikwrites @miyuswriting @monst @myherofuckademia @myherowritings @nekomas-kuroo @neoheros @nishihaul @occasional-haikyuu @ochasuki @oktamaki

p - t

@plushoetra @plusultrawritings @qkuroos @qloxssy @queensynderella @quirkfics @quirklets @quirkless-fics @rat-suki @rintarous @savnofilter @sawasmura @sckusa @secondhand-trash @shinsouzone @shouyouwrites @softkatsuki @srhlsx @starboybokuto @strawberryandspiceandchocolate @stumpys-bunny

this list includes writers for bnha, kny and haikyuu!!

[lynns-drawings]

OH MY GOSH IT’S HEREEEEE!!!

MY BACK HURTS SO MUCH RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I DID SOME OF IT IN ONE SITTING KAJSHDL I JUST WANTED TO GET IT DONE,, ANYWAYS I’M SOOO PROUD OF THE OUTCOME-- AGAIN THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE SUPPORT,, I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH >////<

I hope you enjoy and liked the animatic,, especially @knyheadcanons-imagines ;))

ok guys can I tell you that I really loved the first frame,, the part where it zooms to her eyes kahsd

[tanjhero-a]

Shattered Pieces (Tanjirou x OC)

A/N: Commissioned fic once again for darling @knyheadcanons-imagines​ :)) Thank u so much for your constant love and support  💕

It’s a beautiful day today. 

Even more beautiful, Tanjirou finds himself daydreaming, with Hayami tending to the garden at the Butterfly Estate. She simply radiates and shines just as bright as the sun; the flowers she waters help frame her like a gorgeous picture. If there was ever a way to save a single moment in time, for him to hold it in his hand so he can look at it and remember it forever- he’d easily find a way to create that with Nezuko. And then… And then maybe this moment, too. 

Soft violet eyes meet his own, and Tanjirou barely registers it until Hayami’s pretty pink lips form a smile, directed toward him, and suddenly Tanjirou feels like bursting. 

It’s also comedic how red he gets, but he tries to ignore it as he (eagerly) waves her way. She waves back, and to Tanjirou’s surprise, she sets her watering can down next to the flowers. 

And walks his way. 

Now would be a good time to tone down his blush, Tanjirou thinks. So she doesn’t notice- yes, that would be good.

Too bad it’s not going anywhere anytime soon. 

“It’s good to see you, Tanjirou!” Hayami smiles again- and how can someone be so pretty so effortlessly? 

“Good!” Tanjirou squeaks, and then clears his throat- “good to see you, too! I didn’t know you were coming to the estate!” 

It’s totally embarrassing how he stumbled in his speech like that- but like the friend that Hayami is, she doesn’t acknowledge it and instead nods her head. He almost breaks down when she doesn't warn him before she pulls him into a hug, his arms stiffly and awkwardly hovering around her before he manages to kick himself into gear and hug her back. But again, if Hayami notices his default, she doesn't mention it as she pulls away. “Yeah! I’m meeting up with Kanao. We’re going on a mission tomorrow. Are you here for similar reasons?” 

Her head tilts as she asks the question- it would have made him blush harder because of how cute it is, but unfortunately, Tanjirou is already at max-capacity with blushing. 

“A-ah, no, actually. For once,” he laughs, nervously raising a hand to awkwardly scratch the back of his neck as he takes a small step back. Just enough so he isn't so close- so he can breathe a little easier. “Nezuko and I are taking a bit of a break. We’re trying to help Shinobu, too. She’s been tracking some of Muzan’s movements, so she asked for our help.” 

Hayami’s eyes light up in surprise. “Oh, really? That’s good, then! The closer we can get, the better. I hope it leads somewhere!” 

“Thank you!” He feels a rush of determination at her wish of good luck- and he responds in kind. “Good luck on your mission, too!” 

A kind, simple exchange. Hayami smiles and thanks Tanjirou, and then she goes back to watering the flowers. Tanjirou leaves for his duties as well, heart beating a bit faster than before, but it always feels nice to talk with a friend. 

The rest of the day goes swimmingly, but it feels like it’s a bit brighter now that Tanjirou knows Hayami is at the estate. He feels a bit foolish for going out of his way to find her several times throughout the day, but she always lights up when he comes around, so perhaps it’s not that foolish. When the night comes, she visits his room, visiting with Nezuko and wishing her a good night along with Tanjirou. He quickly wishes her the same, and he definitely doesn’t watch her as she leaves, walking off to her own room. 

And no one can understand Nezuko anyway, so he definitely didn’t do that, and he definitely didn’t have hearts in his eyes, either. And, most importantly, he definitely didn’t go to bed smiling just from thinking of how cute Nezuko and Hayami looked together when they talked tonight. 

——

Tanjirou wakes up with a gasp, heart thundering in his chest as cold sweat falls from his temple. 

It wasn’t often that Tanjirou had night terrors, but when they hit- they hit hard. But he’s- he takes a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling shakily as his fists find the covers and twists the material between his fingers. He’s fine, he’s fine… 

But then a flash of his dream hits him, kicks him in the gut- it was just a gruesome image of blood, blood, blood covering platinum hair and violet eyes. 

Tanjirou shivers, and before he knows it, he’s on his feet. 

Isn’t this weird? Isn’t this childish? He remembers all of the times that his siblings came to his side at night, crying and shaking from a nightmare- he remembers rubbing their back, holding them close, lulling them back to sleep with him under thin sheets. He’s always been that- the big brother, the pillar of stability and rationalization. 

So Tanjirou hesitates when he finds himself in that same place, that same scenario- but this time, he’s the child, twiddling his thumbs outside of the door and wondering if he should really go through with this. 

It was just a dream. 

But what an awful dream it was.

“Hayami?” His voice comes out quietly, but it’s somehow still so loud compared to the thick silence of the night. Tanjirou winces, already regretting doing this, but unfortunately, the sliding door opens before he can run back to his room. 

It’s Hayami on the other side, of course, properly dressed for bed and looking a little bleary-eyed, her hair more messy and tangled than it usually was during the day. He must have woken her up. 

“I- I’m sorry, Hayami, you should go back to bed,” Tanjirou quickly whispers, but she merely shakes her head and rubs her eyes. 

“No, it’s okay,” she whispers, too. It comes naturally because of how dark it is, how late it is. “Do you need anything? Everything okay?” 

Tanjirou shuffles in his spot, his lips already pulling awkwardly on his face. He’s a terrible liar, really- he’s even worse when it’s Hayami. “It’s nothing big,” Tanjirou shakes his head lightly, looking at the floorboards. “I’m just worried.” 

She doesn’t reply right away. When she does, it’s not with words- but an invitation as she slides the door open a little more, moving to the side as she looks at him kindly. Tanjirou doesn’t say anything either but eagerly takes her offer, slipping inside her dark room before he can convince himself not to, Hayami sliding the door shut behind him. She walks back to her mat, folding her legs underneath her as she sits down on the blankets and Tanjirou awkwardly moves to sit beside her; as she watches him, she laughs through her nose. 

“No need to be so tense, Tanjirou,” She reassures him quietly. “Relax.”

“Right,” he does as she says with a sigh, pulling his lips together and lacing his hands in his lap. When he looks up, she’s looking at him expectantly, still wearing that kind smile. He melts. “I had a bad dream,” he admits quietly, “about your mission. I dreamed you got really hurt, and I just… I really don’t want anything bad to happen to you, Hayami,” his brows crease on his forehead as he speaks. 

“Tanjirou,” Hayami softly sighs, and one of her hands reaches forward to place atop his on his lap. He flusters at the touch, blushing anxiously- and he’s thankful for the dark cover of night that hopefully hides his hot cheeks from her. “There is no need to worry. I’m alright,” she squeezes his hands, “and I will be after the mission, too. I’ll be back, and I will be fine. I promise.” 

“Thank you,” he whispers meekly. “I know, it’s still just…”

“You can’t help it. I get the same way,” she hums. “Do you want to stay here for the night? I will probably be up early in the morning, but you’re more than welcome to stay.” 

“Oh- I- I couldn’t-“

“Please. If it helps, I want you to stay,” Hayami reassures him swiftly, and Tanjirou hesitates. He looks at her sliding door, then back at her- and…

His head sinks between his shoulders shamefully. “Thank you, Hayami.” 

“Come here,” The girl tugs on his hands, urging him closer, and he looks at her curiously as she helps him lay on the mattress. Soon enough, before he realizes what’s happening, his head is in her lap and her fingers are running through his hair. 

Huh.

He’s pretty sure he’s blushing again- or he never stopped. Either way, if the moon cast her gaze on him now, she would reveal his wild beating heart and love-struck gaze, so he prays that he will stay blanketed in the darkness. No words are exchanged as Hayami begins to hum, her hands still coursing through his strands so soothingly that he feels his eyes getting heavy from the motion. Eventually, the hum becomes a soft, quiet song- lyrics hanging in the air that he can’t really grasp because of his muddled mind. 

Before he realizes it, he falls asleep like that. Safe in her hands and her watchful gaze, he sleeps, and no more dreams haunt him that night. The only thing he pictures is a field of lavender that sways from the wind and a soft song that rings beautifully in the air.

——

Of course, when Tanjirou wakes, Hayami is gone. She said she’d be leaving early, and surprisingly, Tanjirou slept heavily enough that he didn’t stir even once throughout the rest of the night. It’s still morning, but it’s getting late- so he tries not to fluster too much from the idea of sleeping in Hayami’s bed as he rushes back to his room and gets ready for the new day. 

Despite Hayami’s reassurances and the facts that he knew- which is that Hayami is more than strong and capable, she’s smart, too- Tanjirou couldn’t help but fumble around as he helped Shinobu today. It probably didn’t help that he was still replaying last night over and over in his mind- not only the dream, but the way Hayami sang, and the way she looked so beautiful with the moon shining behind her. And remembering how lovely, wonderful, beautiful she is… it creates more awkward fumbling and an anxious spike in his chest. He was worried. Something about his dream last night struck a chord deep in him and no matter how much he tried to push his anxieties to the side, the funk wouldn’t leave. 

Because what if something did happen? What if she really did get hurt, all the while as Tanjirou was separating herbs for medicine? At least it’s useful, he thinks, because if she really did get hurt, Tanjirou knew first hand that they had more than enough supplies to take care of her, no matter what. 

But even that still made his gut twist with fear. Because what if it wasn’t enough? What if, what if, what if? 

What if Kanao walks into the estate alone? 

That’s ridiculous, of course! Such a thing wouldn’t happen. Definitely not. Tanjirou eventually had to slam his head hard against a wall, almost creating a crack in it (the wall, unfortunately, as his head was still as thick as a stone and wasn’t splitting anytime soon) to shock himself out of his bad thoughts. He has things to do! 

So Tanjirou buries his nose in his work, moving viciously and making the nurses make worried comments, but that’s fine. He’s fine! And so is Hayami! Yes, yes. Everything is fine. 

And yet. 

There’s something inside Tanjirou that shatters when he sees Kanao come through the Butterfly Estate gates, a limp body in her arms; the body covered in dark stains of blood and familiar blonde hair that covers their face, messily tangled and equally as dirty. He’s not exactly sure what shatters- a part of him, deep inside and hidden somewhere that’s locked away, and maybe it’s a part of him that’s been left abandoned and unassessed because of how undesirable and ugly it is. Maybe it was a part of him built up from seeing so, so many people die, seeing his family’s corpses, seeing things he shouldn’t have seen over and over again, grotesque and gut-wrenching- and seeing her, too. Seeing her just like that, just like all the other skeletons in his closet. It’s- it’s… 

Something vicious and primal comes clawing up his throat, his heart, his head. Let me out, let me out, let me out, it begs. It wants to throw him into a frenzy, it wants to throw him into disarray, and it wants to destroy him. 

And Tanjirou swallows that beast down, as hard as he can as he leads Kanao quickly to the private rooms in the estate. He keeps swallowing it down- because he has to. Even when his heart drops when he sees Hayami’s face; when he sees the slashes in her torso, the gash on her forehead. Even then, he clenches his fist, and that’s it. His blunt fingernails somehow manage to make indents and make his palms bleed, but that’s the worst of his damage. The physical damage, of course.

He can’t speak for the emotional damage yet. 

Tanjirou is also keenly aware that he can’t do anything. He can’t help heal her, he doesn’t know how that works. The best he can do is protect her, but that opportunity has passed. Now there is nothing. 

As the nurses rush in and out of the room, carrying out baskets of bloody towels and carrying in more and more gauze and supplies, he finds that the best thing he can do for himself is walk away. He walks to his room, and once he’s sure that it’s dark enough, he unlatches Nezuko’s box. Tanjirou was mildly expecting her to be asleep, so he’s a bit surprised to see her sakura eyes staring up at him. 

He takes his shite luck wholeheartedly though, and he holds her tight. It doesn’t matter if Nezuko doesn’t hold him back, because he just needs something to ground him. 

She does, though- one hand reaching up to hold his head against her shoulder, the other one rubbing his back. Tanjirou gasps, tenses, and finally, the beast in him comes out. It scratches his throat viciously as it does, causing him to cry out, and it bursts through his eyes and makes him sob. 

Maybe he holds Nezuko too tight, and maybe he cries and sobs too loud. 

But for now, in the safety of her arms, that’s okay. 

So he lets that beast come out, as ugly and undesirable as it may be. 

——

It’s hours later that Tanjirou finally feels well enough to go outside his room, and when he does, a little nurse immediately comes to his side and gives him the good news. 

Hayami is fine, of course. It definitely looked scary, but she would heal and be back in the field soon enough. No lasting damage, no risks of infection. 

The best outcome. 

That was only mildly true, Tanjirou thinks, because the best outcome would be the one where she returned to the estate happy and unharmed. But- besides that- this was surely the best outcome. He thanks the little girl earnestly for the news, and he quickly makes his way to her room where she rests peacefully. 

He comes in and out as the day continues. He still has a job he has to do, after all, but Tanjirou always comes back to her room when he can. It’s only a day later when she wakes. 

When her eyes blink open, violet irises murky and slightly faded from exhaustion and confusion- it feels like Tanjirou is finally allowed to breathe again. 

There’s an impulse he feels to jump and wrap Hayami in his arms, and his arms flinch from that impulse, but he stops. Freezes. That probably wouldn’t be a good idea- he’d probably hurt her even more if he squeezed her like he wants to, just so he can feel her heartbeat, make sure she’s really alive. 

She is alive. Her eyes are open, they’re swimming with morality, shining as they look at him, and she smiles. 

He’s still frozen. 

“Tanjirou,” Hayami sighs, one of her hands reaching forward and placing atop his shaking ones on his lap. “I worried you again, didn’t I?” Her face falls a bit, the smile on her face becoming strained as she coughs and her eyebrows knit together. “I’m sorry.” 

“No,” Tanjirou finally swallows, willing himself to speak as his hand wraps around hers, holding it tight and securely. “Don’t be sorry, it’s not your fault that you got hurt. I’m sorry I wasn’t there,” he apologizes quickly. It bursts out of him because the words have been repeating in his head over and over since he first saw her in Kanao’s arms. 

Hayami merely huffs, squeezing his hand back as she gives him a knowing look. 

“Why would you be? You were supposed to be here, not with me. There’s no reason for you to be sorry, either.” 

His mouth opens and closes dumbly. Tanjirou wasn’t sure what to say to that- his brows furrow on his forehead as he squints. And then, reluctantly, he sighs and bites his lip. 

“Then neither of us should be sorry,” he says and Hayami smiles. 

“That sounds fair.”

A silence wafts through, then- it’s not unfriendly or bad, but Tanjirou still itches to say something else. And he’s also vividly aware of the fact that he’s still holding her hand, but he doesn’t really want to let go. “I’m really happy that you’re safe,” he says and winces. That’s not what he really wanted to say.

Hayami doesn’t seem to notice- she smiles and nods. 

“I know you’re hurt, but…” Unknowingly, Tanjirou’s eyes grow big and soft, almost pleading as he looks her way. Unknowingly, it makes Hayami’s heart skip a beat as he asks, “would it be alright if I hugged you?” 

“Of course, Tanjirou!” Hayami replies instantly, her smile growing already, and unknowingly, that makes Tanjirou’s own heart skip, too. She shuffles around on her pillows, using her free hand to help prop herself up on the pillows- and then Tanjirou is already surrounding her, arms holding but not suffocating as they cradle her body gently and securely. Tanjirou exhales a shaky sigh as he hugs her, her own hands coming to slowly wrap around him. 

“I’m really glad you’re safe,” he says again, against her skin, and she hums. Her hands move up and down his back, her eyes shut as she relaxes against him. 

He’s warm. Warm and safe, so unlike the cold feeling of demons, of war and survival. Tanjirou is a welcome contradiction of the world they are surrounded in, Hayami thinks.

“Thank you, Tanjirou.” She says earnestly and honestly, pressing her forehead against his collarbone with a sigh. 

And then she winces when she tries to move her arms again, and Tanjirou bursts to life. 

“Right! I need to get the nurses- and I need to tell Shinobu you’re up! And Kanao, too. She doesn’t show it, but she was really worried.” He paces around the room quickly and Hayami giggles as she watches him. The sound makes him freeze, looking at her with wide eyes. 

His lips form a smile as his eyes soften. “I’ll be right back,” he promises, and then he leaves the room in a flash. 

Alone in her room, Hayami laughs again, leaning against her pillows with a flustered grin despite all the gashes and slashes on her body that urge her to do anything but. The hummingbird pace of her heart simply disagrees with the burning and throbbing.

——

It was agreed, or perhaps the word is forced that Tanjirou became one of Hayami’s main caretakers as she healed in the estate. 

It was ridiculous, of course, because Tanjirou really didn’t know the first thing about nursing other than the things he knew from being an older brother in a big family. But it was agreed (forced) nonetheless, as long as another nurse was by his side in case he did something wrong. 

But he was careful. Always careful, always thoughtful. He always checked in with the nurse before he gave Hayami her medicine, and always asked if he was doing it correctly when he helped rewrap her bandages. 

Hayami was honestly flattered by how determined he was to help care for her. Flattered, and maybe a bit embarrassed. Having Tanjirou constantly at her side was nice, of course, but she felt odd for looking so weak in his eyes. 

So when Tanjirou focuses on making her herbal tea one day and accidentally trips as he moves forward one day, the tea porcelain falling to the floor and shattering in a million pieces, Hayami supposes that maybe something in her breaks, too. Some sort of subconscious decision that she doesn't have the resolve to hang onto anymore.

“Tanjirou!” She gasps, sifting upright in her bed. Thankfully, he didn’t fall along with the tea. “Are you okay?” 

“Oh!” He laughs a bit shyly. When Hayami starts to remove her cover, his head snaps up and he quickly waves his hands as he reassures her. “No, don’t get up! You could step in it! I’ll clean it, don’t worry!” 

Hayami isn't sure how she feels when he turns his back to her to clean up the mess. “Are you sure?” She hums with disbelief, frowning a bit as she strains to look at the mess. 

“Of course- ah!”

The porcelain is surprisingly sharp, and Tanjirou winces with a small grunt as the shard he picks up digs into his skin and cuts, droplets of blood already running down his digit. He sighs, looking it over- it’s not that deep, but it still stings. 

“Tanjirou!” 

He freezes again. Oops.

“Did you cut yourself?” Hayami asks, concern and something mildly-accusatory in her tone as she desperately tries to look around him from her spot in bed. He looks at her over his shoulder, smiling reassuringly- 

“It’s just a small cut-“ 

“Come here.” 

He’s sort of surprised by how stern she sounds. “Wh- it’s no big deal, really! It barely even hurts-“ 

“Tanjirou,” her lips pull, and his stomach swirls as he sighs and stands, leaving the (surprisingly sharp) porcelain shards on the floor as he heads to her side. Hayami reaches for the medical box by her bedside- the medical box used for her needs, plenty of gauze and adhesives so she has plenty of supplies in case she needs it if one of the nurses isn't around to help. Tanjirou immediately shakes his head as he watches her rifle through it. 

“That’s yours, Hayami!”

“I don’t care, you cut yourself. It could get infected!” Her hands reach toward him, grabbing and pulling him toward her bed. “Come on, Tanjirou. You know these things are important.” She only settles when he finally sits down beside her, and she grabs a cotton pad, dabbing it in alcohol and then grabbing his hand as she begins to clean the cut. 

He barely reacts at the sting. “It’s just a small cut, it’s fine…” He tries again, but she merely shakes her head as she focuses on cleaning the blood. 

“It’s still important.”

Hayami dutifully cleans the cut, and no words are shared as she quickly wraps it in a bandage. The amount of care she put into it wasn’t needed- not at all- and Hayami realized that, of course. 

Her lips pull again as she holds Tanjirou’s calloused hand in her own. 

“Be careful, Tanjirou. You don’t… you don’t have to work so hard to help me. I’m fine, too.” She meets his gaze with a soft exhale. “I promise.” 

“You almost weren’t-“

“But I am,” she urges, her eyebrows furrowing tensely. “I am, Tanjirou.”

There's a cutting silence that drags heavily between the two of them. Tanjirou doesn't meet her eye anymore, his eyes heavily focused on the bed sheets instead. As the silence continues, Hayami swallows as she eventually breaks it, her thumb running across Tanjirou's palm. "I appreciate everything you're doing for me. It makes me so happy that you care," she whispers. "But you act as if I'm dying. And I need you to know that I'm not. I'm getting better, you know."

She knows that he knows. He's been by her side all this time- it would be impossible or extremely ignorant to be blind to her progress. And Hayami knows that Tanjirou isn't ignorant. 

"You're right," Tanjirou sighs. His body moves again, coming to life as he squeezes her fingers gently. "I got so scared before, and I let that take over me. I know you're capable of doing things by yourself, but I just..." 

It feels strangely similar, this moment. A sense of deja vu washes over him, and he realizes- this moment is not at all unlike when he came to her before, worried at the mere concept of her getting hurt from a dream he had. 

"I'm sorry, Hayami," he frowns as he meets those beautiful violet eyes again. "I'll try to be less intense." 

"You're fine, honestly," her head tilts as she gently smiles at him, "it's been irritating me, too. Not being able to get better fast enough. And I don't want to get frustrated at you for helping me." 

Tanjirou nods. "That makes sense." And then his eyes drift back to the mess of tea, and he hums, his expression wincing again. "We should clean it before it sticks on the floorboards."

Despite the negative outcome of what he said- because Shinobu would surely be furious if the tea sank into the floor- Hayami beams at Tanjirou. "We should!" She agrees, and eagerly she stands with him, helping pick up the pieces with careful, loving hands. 

[knyenthusiast]

How's it goin my lovely? May I please have some Genya with an s/o who is just a ball of sunshine? Maybe flusters him with realizing? 🎵Precious boy think that I need him🎵 hes right lol. Luv u!

OH YEE YES YES I LOVE THIS,

I got through my kny manga screenshots and I found a cute genya icon to fit this one UWU genya overwhelmed anout you being a sunshine so he’s like ...

Oh wait I accidentally did a general relationship hcs unknowingly, with a sunshine s/o SORRY so I guess that’s a bonus????

Genya x sunshine ! S/o

Wow

LIKE LITERALLY

He’s always questioning, how he got a person just like you.

You were so cheery and he always gets overly flustered because your smile radiates the sun and that was so cute to him

You would always just drag him everywhere you wanna go, and make him go wild

Basically it looked like he had a dog. Not in a bad way, but metaphoringly speaking.

You were very loyal, cheery, always there for him. Supporting, always made him relax.

You took care of him very well.

He was extremely flustered when you would just pull his head to your chest and just hug him for hours.

It took you a lot of time to master and jump to his height so you can do this

He fell in love with you unkowingly because you kept on pestering him, about his scars and whenever he was in trouble. You were always there to give him a loving hand.

When I think about a sunshine of an s/o I think that you would appear at random times and just say ‘I love you’ to genya and then just disappear and genya was just there like *flusters in baby*

There was this one time when genya was chilling under the tree after training, and suddenly he heard the tree like shake, he assumed it was the wind but then, YOU APPEARED suddenly, hanging upside down

Using the branch as your foundation and you kissed his nose and scars. And he went on a flustered moment right there and covered his flushed face.

Fuck my kokoro

He quickly stood up because he was scared you might fall down or smth.

But you were already gone.

So when you two met up again in his dorm, he was like, hugging you and asked if you were ok, but you were like ight.

Whenever he’s sad or feeling frustrated because he can never get the approval of his aniki, he always goes to you. And lucky for him

You were the best at making him feel happy, *this is a story for another time wink wonk*

He can always rely on you, whenever he feels down or need reassuring about his life goals.

Kiss his scars while you’re at it

You were really wild but that’s what he likes about you. If you weren’t wild or cheery there must be something wrong with you

He really loves you a lot, and at the end of the day, I’m pretty sure he needs you.

He’s gonna kiss you. Lot. Because he wants to show to you that he. Loves. You.

please tell him to not overwork himself and tell him to calm tf down

[kabura-maru]

Tried to fulfill all three at once, though it might be less than satisfactory, sorry! Also thank you for the kind words!! I adore all of you so much!

@tanjirou-s-wife @knyheadcanons-imagines

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“My Bad...” || Tanjirou x Reader

[Y/n] desperately chased the sounds of fighting and low grunts of pain.

She had been split up from Tanjirou, and now she feared the worst. The slayer maneuvered through the trees with ease, following the sounds of her companion fighting.

Within moments, the girl had finally caught up, only to see the maroon haired boy she adored take a blow to the stomach. The sight simultaneously scared and enraged her, causing her to charge recklessly.

The demon hadn’t noticed her presence, nor was it prepared for her barrage of slashes. It didn’t take long to properly dispose of the wretched thing.

“[Y/n]-san!” Tanjirou called from his place on the ground “are you okay?!”

Her opponent began to dissolve at the girl’s feet only for her to neglect the demon’s body and rush to Tanjirou’s side. He was still on the ground to which [Y/n] cradled him in her arms. She pulled him close, looking him over and assessing his wounds.

“Oh, no no no no.. Tanjirou please don’t die!” she cried softly “Tanjirou... please.. I love you...”

The boy was stunned. He blinked twice before mustering a reply, confusion evident in his tone.

“I’m not dying, this is the demon’s blood.”

“Oh.”

[Y/n] released Tanjirou from her grasp meekly and looked away. She couldn’t believe she just confessed her love! And he wasn’t even dying! She’s done some stupid things before, but this surely was the stupidest.

“[Y/n]-san...” He spoke, attempting to get her attention and have her turn back towards him.

Dissatisfied by the girl’s still averted gaze, the boy felt he had no choice but to pull her close. Unfortunately, though, Tanjirou misjudged his own strength and pulled her too close.

Their heads smashed together crudely which only furthered the amount of embarrassed tension hanging in the air. The girl reached her hands up to her forehead with a slight gasp of pain. The sight only made Tanjirou more embarrassed, but his determination didn’t falter.

Tanjirou’s second attempt was more successful, landing a chaste yet sweet kiss on [Y/n]’s lips.

[simplydlightfuldestiny]

To cope with whatever happens, please have a snippet of the scene from "a chance of cloudy meatballs"

Tanjiro walks his way to school with Nezuko and suddenly a wild officer Sanemi appeared.

Sanemi: what do you think you're doing Kamado Tanjiro? ( ºÄº )

Tanjiro: just uh- on my way to school with my sister respectfully sir 0v0"

Sanemi: you know what you are Kamado Tanjiro?

Tanjiro: well uh.....

Sanemi: you're a sheninaganaser, a tomfool. You see my beautiful angel brother Genya?

Genya: sup

Sanemi: I love him so much cause he's my little brother, and I want him to have a bright future, a future where you don't ruin a school day, with one of your crazy stunts.

Tanjiro: well actually I-

Sanemi: you see this contact lens Kamado?

*Tanjiro & Nezuko nod their heads*

Sanemi: this contact lens represents you, and my eye represents my eye: I got my eye on you ( ºÄº )

Tanjiro sees the swamp demon

Tanjiro: oh my gosh an underwear thief!

Sanemi: Hey! *proceeds to tackle the swamp demon*

Hope that this ease people's hearts like

@kimetsu-no-yaiba-imagines

@lausterkundarkside-writing

@jodicolo

@knybits

@kny-writings

@kny-hcs

@tanjirou-imagines

@bluespiderlilies

@knyheadcanons

[tothemeadow]

I’m loving all the tanjiro writings, you write him so well! I’m also not logged onto my account atm so lmao sorry about that -hinokami-s / knyheadcanons-imagines

uwu

I’m so glad you think so!! 🥰🥰🥰

[morika-satory]

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Можешь пожалуйста подписаться на этот блог?

Can u subscribe to this blog, please?

Сразу говорю, она пишет прикольные истории по крд.

[babiedeku]

Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful! 🐻✨ marianne!! you are so precious and such a great mutual! mwah! 💖

waaaa thANKIE U BABIE URE MAKING ME SO SOFT M

@aurumskyy (silly ofc youre here!) @kaisemieita @dorkyama @haikyuu-ink @neoheros @kozukens @tobiosbabie @tobicrossing @kaidasen @knyheadcanons-imagines @tillitbreaks @bokutokoutarou @iwaixiumi @t-amajiki @rintarous @heccingdead

i think those are more than 10 (and i swear i have more in mind but my brain is going wenk wonk :( ) but i love you all so much and i hope your love and passion for writing never goes out! 💗

[chickynn]

Raisin Bran out of context

“Raisin Bran is a cult squad that consists of 4 dumbasses known as yours truly, @pandaboba123, @knyheadcanons-imagines, and @lostchildonaboat​ “

[knyenthusiast]

Sanemi x reader

Prompt : Sanemi with a son who kicks in his sleep

- I’ve been thinking of this. LIKE,

———————

One night your son came into your room crying, Sanemi. of course. panicked sicko moded . It was about the middle of night so he thought a demon had came and attacked the house so he quickly rushed to his sons room to see nothing and sensed nothing. Sanemi being the demon mofo, STILL swang his sword all around the room just to make sure no demons were in it, he might as well just throw out holy water for our e-b0i douma. But that’s a story for another time.

Seeing that it was clear and good, he was a bit confused on why his son was crying and went to his shared room with you and him. He went back to see him being hugged by you. “It’s ok (sons/name) no monsters gonna turn you into an e-boy” you said to your son reassuringly. Now, you know Sanemi doesn’t really let his heart this weak but his kokoro can be weak just for once with the sight of you reassuring your son that he was good and he loved the sight he was seeing so, he unknowingly just sat near you guys and gave his son a pat on the head and caressed it, while he was at his soft babey moments. Your son has your features but he resembled more with Sanemi, he had spikey soft white hair and sanemis signature eye lashes. So it really felt like you had a Sanemi junior running around the house. And by that, you said to your son to just sleep in your room. Nothing wrong with that, totally. Sanemi knew this was childish. But he sees himself competing with his own son for your own affection which doesn’t make any sense. So he was a bit sad when his son slept right smack in the middle. He thought he could cuddle you today but his son had other plans.

Sanemi went to bed a sigh left his lips, he was REALLY craving for that affection cuddles you usually gave him. But not today, tomorrow who knows, but the point was he wanted it TODAY. So he resolved with hugging you from the other side. Even if his son was right smack in the middle, his long hands reached to you and caressed your hair.

Already, the boy was a snoring mess. We all know he snores, but that’s ok. Because that’s cute. He was already dreaming of cuddling you but suddenly. He felt something punch his face and DINGLE. REAL HARD, LIKE B0i. Did demon somehow find it’s way to the room. Sanemi was ready to go sicko mode. This mofo went to grab his katana which was already right beside his bed so he grabbed it quickly and jumped. You were still there sleeping, not knowing anything. And your son was just there sleeping hugging you. Because, sons hugs mama.

He stared at the room and scanned the room while he was at it. And here he was swinging his katana around the room. What if the demons invisible, what if-

Sanemis thoughts were cut off when he saw you calling his name. “Nemi, go to sleep. It’s late,,,, don’t you have a mission tomorrow? There’s no demons in the room. Not today” a sigh left your lips as you stared at this man you call your husband. But a sly smile still spread across it because, he was swinging his katana around the room. He was really paranoid.

So he resolved to sleep back, and went to sleep.

-

Did Sanemi really think he was gonna get a good night sleep well, welcome to world war 1.

Another dream he was enjoying just to get another SmAcK, like Sanemi grabbed his katana and jumped and the process repeated. You calling him back to sleep and him grumbling, knowing that the demons ready to jump any time.

Now. As much as you Called him to sleep, he still did not sleep. Sadly this process of unknown smacking kept on happening for at least 4 more times. And sanemi was going CRAZY. He was ready to fight so here he was.

In the corner of the room, scratching his hair in frustration about the ‘demon’ attacking him in his sleep. He was ready to pass out when he saw a swinging motion through the dark he was ready to jump, but. It wasn’t what he thought it was.

It was actually his son, kicking and swinging his hands and legs everywhere. But not at your side no. He was kicking at sanemis side of the bed while his sons other hands was hugging your arm. Sanemi wasn’t angry, no. He was just relieved to know it wasn’t a demon. But he sure was annoyed. He didn’t know what to do. Was he supposed to laugh, get angry, smile. He just had his lips pressed together forming a straight line, as he stared at his son aggressively moving. He must be beating up a demon, just like Him, he thought.

-

So to resolve the problem, he somehow removed this punching machine aside so now, HE was in the middle. And he hugged you while his legs were at the other side on top of his sons waist, basically a hug and his son. Just hugged his leg and beat the other side up. No demon can touch this little punching machine NOW. This isn’t a family no, this is a protecting you from any sort of danger club.

-

The next morning he told you all about it, and you had a good laugh about it and told him how funny it was that he was swinging his katana in flipping air like a crazy mofo he was. He enjoyed his day and he actually thought his son some few moves so, now his son can’t protect himself and you. You just enjoyed looking at their little training session. As you made them some ohagi.