#tanjiro kamado angst

[midnightwriter21]

Open Wound ~ (Tanjiro x Reader Angst)

characters: fem!reader x tanjiro, tanjiro x kanao, zenitsu, shinobu (mentioned), aoi (mentioned)

warnings: angst, injury, unrequited love

AN: if u read this i'm gonna apologize in advance because this. is HEARTWRENCHING for me to read. and i'm the one that wrote it.

This is it.

The day that you are going to finally confess.

It all started with an open wound.

You have admired Tanjiro since the day you two met in the infirmary at the butterfly mansion. Both of you having just returned from missions, and sporting wounds severe enough to land an extended stay in your hospital beds. He insisted that Shinobu and Aoi tend to your injuries before they tended to his. From that day on, your relationship began and continued to progress. Creating a deep friendship first based off of swapping stories of past missions, your shared distaste for the taste and smell of the medication, and your rehabilitation training. Then, after being discharged from the infirmary, your wounds closed and healed, being sent on several missions together, meeting his strange friends, meeting his sister, and so on.

Somewhere along the way, the friendship you shared progressed into something more.

Friendly pats on the shoulder after a successful mission turned into launching yourself at him for a warm hug filled with relief.

Happy smiles and loud excited greetings turned into shy glances and a blushing face.

Wishing him good luck before he left for a mission turned into biting your nails and almost ripping your hair out because you're filled with worry.

The feelings you've developed for Tanjiro Kamado are so overwhelming that you might explode.

Which is why you are walking through the butterfly mansion in search of him. Coming across Zenitsu, you inquire about Tanjiro's whereabouts.

"He's in the garden right now but he's wit-"

You cut him off, "Thanks Zenitsu!"

And your feet are moving. When you get to the door leading to the garden, you stop. Nerves racking your very soul. You take a deep breath to calm yourself, before opening the door and stepping outside.

You see him.

You see him and you freeze. The blood in your body turns to ice. Your feet refuse to move. Your voice is stuck in your throat. You can't breathe, your lungs refuse to expand. You are suffocating.

Zenitsu bursts through the door behind you. The slam of the wood seemingly echoing throughout the yard.

"Y/N don't look!"

But it's seconds too late. The image is seared into your brain. You're sure that if you closed your eyes you'd still be able to see it.

Tanjiro and Kanao pull away from each other at the sound of Zenitsu's voice. Even from where you're standing, such a long distance away, you're able to notice the labored breathing and kiss swollen lips that they both sport.

When Tanjiro sees your frozen form, his eyes widen, and he opens his mouth to speak. To explain.

But before he gets the chance to utter even a syllable, you're gone. As you run from the scene, Zenitsu hears a sound not unlike the shatter of glass. And he can only assume that its your heart.

[giyubabe]

Silly thing before I go to sleep

[pxob]

angel eyes

Genya Shinazugawa x Fem!Reader

Word count: 5524

Category: Enemies to lovers, slow burn romance, angst and fluff.

Warnings: Manga spoilers (if you squint), mentions of death, blood and injury and swearing.

Prologue 

Kanae-sama and Shinobu-sama had taken you in as a child after a demon attack had brutally slaughtered your parents. From that day on, you harboured a deep resentment towards the foul creatures that had caused so much pain and suffering, not just to you but to countless others as well.

Despite the trauma you had endured, your gratitude towards the Kocho family never wavered. They had taken you in, provided you with a loving home, and helped you heal from the devastating loss of your parents. 

While Kanao was timid and obedient, you were more like a replica of Kanae-sama's personality - kind, loving, and easy-going, except when it came to your deep-seated resentment towards demons. 

Your bond with Kanae-sama was as tight as any sibling relationship could be. Shinobu-sama recognised your deep connection with her biological sister and would even let her strict personality slip around you. From dawn until dusk, you trained with Kanae-sama and shared meals with her every evening. You were inseparable, to the point where Shinobu-sama had to physically intervene to separate the two of you. 

Until she died at the hands of Upper Moon 2. The news spread like wildfire, and you threw yourself into training with tireless resolve, determined to become the Tsuguko that Kanae-sama had hoped for. 

Kanao and Shinobu-sama were worried about you day and night, and despite Kanao's silent presence, she never left your side. She was aware of the hole in your heart that may never be filled again after Kanae-sama's death. 

A part of you, gone. 

“You’re not going to like this,” Aoi said as a way of greeting. She was standing at the sliding door of yours and Shinobu-sama’s research room. 

“Aoi-chan,” you looked up at her from your microscope. “What are you unhappy about now?” You teased. 

“Oh, it’s not me who's going to be unhappy,” Aoi said, giving you a knowing smile. You raised an eyebrow in curiosity as you heard a pair of unfamiliar footsteps approaching. 

Aoi stepped aside and introduced you to the boy. "This is Shinobu-sama's Tsuguko," she said, "She'll be giving you frequent check-ups, so please treat her with respect." Her words dripped with venom as she added, "And if you don't, I'll poison your medication." 

The boy stood in the same spot where Aoi had been moments before, his impressive height looming over her. He donned the uniform of a demon slayer, and his muscular physique strained against the tight sleeves. As you observed him closely, you couldn't help but count the numerous scars that littered his body. 

You also couldn't help but notice the unruly, unevenly cut hair on his head that resembled a rooster's comb. 

“You’re fucken kiddin’ me,” were his first words. 

You smiled in realisation, remembering clearly where you first met this boy.

Upon reaching the mountain top, you both were met with the discord of yelling and bodies shifting aggressively on the cobblestone path. 

“This is for starin’ at me, ya yellow-headed freak,” the boy shouted as he grabbed the other young boy by his yellow kimono. 

The examinees were scattered, murmuring, yet none intervened. 

“I WASN’T STARING AT YOU!” He shrieked. 

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what would happen next. 

“Ya were, dickwad,” the boy replied, his fist raised menacingly. 

Without hesitation, you swiftly made your way towards the boy, grabbing his wrist tightly. 

“It’s rude to assault strangers,” you said calmly, a smile plastered onto your face. 

"The fuck," he said aggressively as he tried to retract his wrist from your grasp, you tightened your grip even more. 

The yellow-haired boy fled the moment he saw an opening, tears streaming down his cheeks as he trembled uncontrollably. 

“Let go, bitch,” he spat out, face turning red. 

Kanao took a step toward him, a silent threat emanating from her. 

“It’s okay, Kanao,” you said kindly, “Some people are unfortunate to not have been taught basic manners.” 

The bystanders began to chuckle lightly. 

"One day, I hope he learns to be kind," you said, twisting his wrist firmly. "Otherwise, his attitude will be the death of him." You then took hold of his elbow, manoeuvring it into a lock and guided him towards the ground. 

A resonating thump followed as he hollered below you. 

“YOU FUCKEN BITCH I’LL SLAUGHTER YOU!” 

“Your attitude has not changed since then it seems,” you stood, slowly walking towards him. 

He had grown an incredible amount in the short time since you last saw him, a clear indication of Himejima's rigorous training regimen and, most likely, his constant consumption of demon flesh. 

"Thank you for bringing him here, Aoi-chan," you said, the boy was staring back at you with a bewildered expression. "You may go now," you added, dismissing Aoi with a nod of your head. 

“Please come in,” you said, turning and leading the way towards the working desk, where there were two chairs on opposite sides of the table. “Please take a seat,” you gestured towards one of the chairs, noticing that the boy was still standing by the door. 

"I'm not coming in," he declares, looking down the hallway, averting his gaze. 

"Why is that? I won't bite," you joke with a friendly smile. But the boy remains rooted to the spot. 

“What’s your name?” you asked politely. 

“None of your business,” he snapped back. 

“Okay, none of your business,” he scoffed at that. “I’m going to be putting my valuable time and efforts into you-” 

“That was your choice,” he cut you off rudely.

Classic 

“Himejina-san informed me all about your case,” You walked towards the cabinet, situated on the far side of the room, where you stored all sorts of medicinal concoctions. Your gaze scanned the shelves, searching for the specific one you needed, after a few moments of searching, you finally found the right vial and walked back towards him. 

As you approached him, you noticed he was watching you every step of the way. You held out the vial and said, "I've created this specifically for your special case. It's designed to help mitigate any extraneous effects that may arise." 

The boy's eyes narrowed sceptically as he glanced back and forth between you and the vial. He hesitated before finally speaking up, "What if you poisoned this shit?" 

"Don't worry," you said. "It's completely safe.” 

He took the vial and inspected it closely. "Should you ever feel overwhelmed with the powers of the demons you consume, this should help ease it," you explained. "I recommend that you drink a tablespoon every half day and come back to me every week to check in on your progress." 

You took a step back from him and flashed a teasing smile. "And maybe then, you'll finally feel comfortable enough to share your name with me!" 

His face contorted into an irked expression, and he turned to walk away upon hearing your comment. As he strode down the hallway, you noticed him tuck the vial into his pocket and observed his ears turning red. 

A few days later, a group of three new demon slayers arrived at the Butterfly Mansion and were granted the privilege of staying there. You recognised each one of them from the mountain top of the final selection. Among them was the yellow-haired boy named Zenitsu, who seemed to recognise you even more. He took a considerable liking to you, constantly fawning whenever he catches sight of you. 

But what surprised everyone was the presence of a demon among them. It was unprecedented to have a demon among the ranks of the demon slayers; however, despite this, you have taken a liking in investigating the demon named Nezuko. 

Kanae-sama had a goal of eventually living in peace with demons. If Kanae-sama were here, she would have loved Nezuko, a sweet young girl who can easily be seen as a younger sister figure to almost anyone. 

“Zenitsu-san, your drool is creating a puddle on the ground,” you said as you were training. 

He sighed dreamily, “You’re so radiant, etherial, powerful-” 

You promptly resumed your training as Zenitsu's words started to sound like white noise. 

As he continued to ogle over you, another presence approached the training grounds. He stopped immediately upon seeing you training, his eyes scanning over your movements with interest. 

He watched as you effortlessly destroyed every single bamboo target with just a few swings of your Nichirin blade. Your movements were so swift and precise, as if you were dancing through the air. He couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy and spite as he watched you move with such ease and grace. 

He wondered how many hours of practice and dedication it must have taken to reach such a level of skill. 

He could tell that you had been a Tsuguko for quite some time, likely honing your skills through rigorous training and practice. If you continued at this pace, he couldn't help but wonder if you might become a Hashira in a matter of months. And what was even more impressive was that you would be the second youngest among the Hashira, which made your potential all the more remarkable. 

The thought of someone else reaching such a high level of skill and potential while he remained stagnant infuriated him. It stung even more because he had always wanted to impress his brother, the only person he ever truly wanted to please. But seeing your abilities, he couldn't help but feel like he would never be good enough in his brother's eyes. 

You turned around, a smirk spreading across your face as beads of sweat rolled down your serene complexion. "Oh, didn’t see you there," you said with a chuckle. "I'm glad you came back."

Zenitsu's eyes snapped to where you were now looking and he yelped, "SCARY MAN!" 

The boy turned to face Zenitsu and said, "Piss off, creep.” 

His words made Zenitsu run to where his other two companions were within the mansion. 

You headed towards the engawa, where a carafe of water was waiting for you. As you walked away, he couldn't help but survey the damage you had done to all of your targets. It was clear that you had accomplished it all without using any specific techniques, leaving him in awe. "How did you do that?" he blurted out. 

As you finished gulping the water, swiping the rouge droplets from your chin you asked, “Do what?” 

He pointed towards the targets, now reduced to mere fragments joining with the dirt on the ground. 

You let out a small laugh, "How did I do it without using any breathing technique?" You walked towards his side, "You're quite observant. How about you tell me your name and I'll teach you a thing or two?" You teased. 

"Genya Shinazugawa," he replied straight to the point. 

You grinned and said, "I meditate for an hour every morning and night." 

He looked at you with disbelief and asked, "Ya kidding, right?" He visibly deflated and continued, "Ya tellin’ me you sit on your ass and breathe for two hours a day? That's fucken ridiculous," his tone laced with disdain. 

"You'll understand one day," you replied, a hint of amusement in your voice, and then pivoted on your heel. "Let's start your check-up, Genya-san." 

“Take off your shirt,” you instructed. 

Genya stuttered in surprise, “What?” 

As you reached for the stethoscope from the table drawer, you said, "I need to listen to your lungs and heart for any defects.” 

“Oh.” 

Respecting Genya's privacy, you continued facing the opposite direction as he removed his upper layers. You could hear the rustling of clothes and then the sound of them falling to the floor. Once you sensed that he had finished, you turned around to face him. 

You couldn't help but marvel at his physique. At his age, he was unbelievably ripped with muscles and scars that seemed to accentuate his sculpted form, as if he was crafted from the finest quality marble. You rubbed your eyes, pretending as if something had gotten into them and then looked at him, only to find that he was already staring back at you. 

“Please have a seat,” you gestured towards the chair beside the table. 

He complied, appearing to be more cooperative than before. You pulled a stool in front of him and noticed him tense up, every muscle in his body taut. 

You clenched your jaw, put on the earpieces, and carefully placed the stethoscope on his left pectoral, listening to the booming beat of his heart.

 "Why is your heart beating so quickly, Genya-san?" You prodded, looking up at him through your lashes. 

"Drank tea," he replied too quickly. 

As you removed the stethoscope from his pectoral and stood up, you noticed that he was staring out the window. 

"Are you nervous, Genya-san?" you asked, trying to provoke a response. 

He snapped his eyes toward you. "Fuck no," he said, his voice tense. 

You towered over him as he remained seated in the chair, observing the way his jaw clenched and unclenched and his hands balled up in fists. Maintaining eye contact, you slowly walked around to his back and brought the stethoscope above his scapula. 

“Genya-san,” you said softly. 

"What?" he said sharply. 

"Your lungs aren't expanding and contracting properly," you pointed out, a clear indication that he was holding his breath. "I'm going to need you to take some deep breaths for me."

Reluctantly, he complied and you listened carefully to his breathing. His lungs seemed to be contracting more than they should for someone at rest. 

You took a step back and removed the stethoscope, gaping at the size of his back. Quickly, you shook your head, trying to clear the improper thoughts that had crept into your mind. 

He hastily gathered the clothes lying on the floor and put them on. “Has the medicine been helpful to you in any way?” you asked. 

He responded with a grunt. 

“I need you to respond verbally, Genya-san,” you insisted. 

“Yes,” he snapped. 

"Very well," you said, making your way to the table and focusing on the array of ingredients on your shelves, trying to regain your composure. 

"You're healthy. I'll just need you to avoid drinking tea before our next check-up," you concluded. 

You heard the sound of the door sliding opening. "Please close the door on your way out," you said delicately, not turning around to face him. He did exactly that, saying nothing but walking out of the room. You swore under your breath. 

As he sped down the hallway, his mind raced and his heart pounded with a sense of urgency. 

He knew he couldn't deal with you anymore. The thought of being trapped within four walls with you made his stomach leap, a clear indication of disgust.

Your soft spoken voice, loving eyes and kind touches had a way of making him feel at ease. He couldn't help but notice how you treated everyone with kindness, even those who mistreated you. It was intoxicating and he couldn't comprehend how someone could be so selfless. 

Your angel eyes saw good in many evil, it was something that both repulsed and charmed him at the same time. He couldn't understand how you could be so forgiving and compassionate, yet he found himself drawn to it like a moth to a flame. 

As he rushed out of the mansion, he bumped into a red-headed boy, barely registering his presence. The boy yelled something after him, but all Genya could think of was getting away from you. He needed to breathe, to clear his head, because the more he allowed himself to be drawn towards you, the more his carefully constructed plan to reach his brother began to crumble. 

He knew he couldn't afford to let himself catch feelings for you. It would only make things more complicated and could jeopardise everything he had worked so hard for. But the more he thought about you, the more he found himself unable to resist your angelic nature. 

Genya's frustration boiled over as he ran his hands through his hair, yanking on his locks in anger. "FUCK!" he shouted, lashing out and kicking a nearby rock, sending it careening into the trees. 

Today was the day of another weekly checkup. 

You were prepared, steeling yourself to remain professional and composed despite the tension that lingered between you. 

As you waited for Genya's arrival, you reviewed your notes and made sure everything was in order. Despite trying to remain composed, you couldn't help but feel a tinge of anxiety in the pit of your stomach. 

It was a little late, later than he had previously arrived. You tried to push the feeling aside, reminding yourself that anything could have delayed him and it was better to wait patiently. 

The sun had already set and the night stars were becoming prominent outside your window. 

"Where is he?" you muttered to yourself, glancing at the clock on the wall. 

You couldn't help but wonder if he was deliberately avoiding the appointment, perhaps because of his stubborn nature or his reluctance to be confined in the medical room. 

So be it, Genya. 

Despite trying to distract yourself with training, your thoughts kept wandering back to Genya. It had been several days since you last saw him, and you couldn't help but wonder where he was and what he was doing. 

But you pushed those thoughts aside and focused on your role as a mentor to Tanjiro, Inosuke, and Zenitsu. You spent long hours helping them hone their skills and improve their techniques. Tanjiro, in particular, showed remarkable progress and you couldn't help but feel proud of him. 

"Tanjiro-san, you're improving at an astonishing rate!" You praised him. 

"It's all thanks to everyone here, including you," he replied with a grin. 

One of the things that made you happiest was being able to help others. You had a big heart and always went out of your way to offer assistance, even when it wasn't necessary. Seeing others improve and achieve their goals gave you a sense of fulfilment that was hard to describe. 

"You too Inosuke-san, well done!" You gave his arm a genuine squeeze, acknowledging his effort. 

Inosuke mumbled something behind his mask, but you could sense the delight in his tone. 

Zenitsu, on the other hand, couldn't help but interject. 

"But what about me,” he whined. "Am I improving too?" 

"Well, Zenitsu-san, you're definitely...trying," you said diplomatically. 

Zenitsu pouted, clearly hoping for more praise, but you knew he had a lot of work to do before he could truly become a skilled demon slayer. 

Despite his flaws, however, you couldn't help but feel a soft spot for him. You looked around the training grounds and realised you needed to get back to your research. 

"I'll leave you all to your training," with a wave goodbye, you turned and walked away while they bowed in response. 

As you strode, you heard the sound of yelling and pleading coming from inside the mansion.

Your curiosity piqued, you quickened your pace and soon noticed droplets of blood on the hardwood floor. Your hand instinctively reached for the hilt of your sword. 

Running, you followed the trails of blood and desperate cries, your heart racing with fear and anticipation. Finally, you skidded to a stop, frozen at the sight before you. 

Genya had always been aware of the risks that came with being a demon slayer. But this particular demon had been stronger than he had anticipated and had managed to inflict injuries that were more severe than he was used to.

Genya relied on consuming the flesh of other demons to heal his own wounds, but this time he had not been successful in consuming a single thing from the demon. This lack of regeneration made the wounds even more excruciating and difficult to deal with. 

Despite the pain, his first thought was to find you, the medical expert who could treat his injuries. He knew that he needed your help to heal and get back on his feet. With that in mind, he had managed to make his way to the mansion, gritting his teeth through the pain as he focused on reaching you. 

Naho, Kiyo, and Sumi trembled in fear as Genya strode through the gates of the Butterfly Mansion, paying no heed to his open wounds. 

He was stubborn to reach you. He trusted only you to treat him or even touch him. 

Blood dripped from his wounds, leaving a trail on the floorboards of the mansion as he made his way towards your office. He ignored the cries of the three girls, driven solely by the hunger to reach you. 

“You’re dripping blood on the floor, please stop!” Naho begged. 

“Let us help you, Genya-sama, it will only get worse!” Kiyo added. 

“Shut up,” he snarled. He didn't mean to sound so hostile, but he needed to reach you without distractions. 

The sound of the girls’ screams echoed in Genya’s ears as he shoved his way towards your office, ignoring the pain that shot through his body with every step. 

His hand left bloody smears on the door as he pushed it open, desperate to find you. But when he stumbled into the room, he found it empty. 

His vision was blurry, and he was seeing spots, the pain almost unbearable. He staggered backwards, using the wall to steady himself as he tried to call out for you. 

Suddenly, he heard the skid of someone stopping behind the three girls who were still screaming in terror. He turned his head, his eyes fixing on you as you stood there with your hand on the hilt of your sword. 

You were frozen in place, clearly shocked by the bloody and battered figure of him. 

“Genya Shinazugawa!” You gasped in shock, your hand instinctively flying to cover your mouth. 

You gently moved Sumi out of the way to reach him. As you got closer, you saw the bloody handprints on the door and the exhaustion on Genya's face. Your heart sank at the sight of his injuries. 

“Please prepare the first aid materials in the infirmary,” you commanded the three girls, they ran quickly. 

"Genya, what happened?" You asked, your voice trembling with concern as you took a closer look at him. 

“Demon,” he said softly. “In a lotta pain,” he added. 

You nodded, your mind already racing with what needed to be done. "Let’s get you cleaned up,” you said. 

You gently took Genya's hand and led him towards the infirmary, careful not to aggravate his wounds. Despite the excruciating pain he must have been experiencing, he stiffened at the sudden contact. You noticed this and quickly dropped your hand, apologising, "Sorry, I should have asked." 

Genya grabbed your hand and held it tightly. "No," he said, "I liked it." 

Your eyes widened at his bold statement, and a blush crept onto your face. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you led him into the infirmary.

After a few hours of tending to Genya's wounds, he finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a deep slumber. 

You sat by his bedside, watching over him as he slept. As you gazed at him, you noticed how peaceful he looked, with his breathing slow and steady. 

With your heightened senses, you slowly turned to catch a glimpse of a white-haired man standing silently by the door. 

He lifted his index finger to his lips, signalling for you to stay quiet. 

You nodded in understanding, still surprised by his unexpected arrival. 

He sat himself softly on Genya's bed and pressed a kiss onto his forehead. Your eyes widened as you pieced together the resemblance between the two of them. 

Sanemi Shinazugawa left a kiss on his brother's forehead. 

After Sanemi finished looking at his brother, satisfied with the amount of care given to him, he walked towards you and whispered in your ear, “Thank you.” He then walked out of the room. 

The next morning, you decided to bring breakfast to Genya, wanting to compensate for his sore body with a meal served in bed. As you entered the room, you found him sitting up and staring out of the window, watching the lush trees dance in the fresh air. 

"Good morning," you greeted him with a beautiful smile, holding a tray of food in your hands. 

"Mornin’," he grumbled, his voice still heavy with sleep. 

You couldn't help but feel a little flustered at the sound of his voice. 

"I brought you some food," you said, making your way to him. "May I sit?" you gestured towards the bed. 

"Feel free," he replied softly. 

You sat down next to him and placed the food on his lap, pouring a glass of water from his side table. Genya was about to grab a spoonful of food for himself, but you gave him a warning glance. 

"What?" he looked confused. 

You took the spoon from his fingers and guided it to his mouth, feeding him yourself. 

His face turned bright red as he promptly covered it with his large hand, grabbing your wrist. "I can feed myself," he whispered. 

"I know," you replied with a teasing smile. "But I can't help enjoy seeing you blush.” 

He stared at you intently, as if searching for something in your eyes. 

“You need to eat, Genya-san,” you reminded him. 

He opened his mouth and you brought the spoonful of food towards him. He gratefully accepted it and sighed in satisfaction after swallowing it. Then, you brought the glass of water to his cracked lips. 

Water escaped from his mouth and dribbled down his chin. You quickly wiped it away with your thumb, but as soon as your skin made contact with his, you felt a jolt run through you. You looked up at him and noticed that his eyes had clouded over and his ears were red. 

"I'M SO JEALOUS!" Zenitsu exclaimed loudly. 

"Shut up!" Inosuke swatted Zenitsu’s head. 

Genya turned his attention to the door, where Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Tanjiro were peeking in. 

"Get. The. Fuck. Out!" Genya bellowed, his patience clearly wearing thin.

"Nezuko-chan," you said while sitting on the engawa, gently smoothing out her hair. She was lying on your lap as the two of you basked in the moonlight. 

She let out an enthusiastic hum, and her small hands reached up to grasp yours, nuzzling her cheek against your palm. 

The gesture made your heart swell with warmth, and you couldn't help but think that this is how Kanae-sama must have felt when you were younger. 

You chuckled softly as you noticed Genya’s attempting to spy on the two of you from the hallways of the mansion. "Ganya-san thinks I can't see him spying on us," you said with amusement. 

He made his presence even more obvious by speaking up, "Ya know you got a demon on your lap, right?" he said. 

"I am most aware," you smiled at him. 

The moonlight highlighted your features even more, making you look ethereal. 

"Why do you smile," he asked, his curiosity piqued. "When you feel so angry all the time?" 

His sudden analysis caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but feel a little surprised. 

Nezuko gazed up at you, her eyes full of curiosity and admiration. You couldn't help but think of Kanae-sama and how she used to play with your hair in the same way you were now with Nezuko. 

Genya's words had stirred up memories of Kanae-sama and the pain of her loss came flooding back. Your throat started to tighten, and tears welled up in your eyes. "Fuck," Genya was taken aback by your sudden change in attitude.

Nezuko's sudden embrace took you by surprise. You cried hard on her shoulder, the memories of Kanae-sama and the pain of losing her flooded back to you. Your tears wet her kimono, but she didn't seem to mind. It was as if she understood your pain, despite being a demon. 

Genya watched with a mixture of confusion and concern. He had never seen this side of you before, and it made him realise how little he knew about you. He always saw you as the kind-hearted person with a beautiful smile on your face, always ready to help anyone in need. 

It was difficult for him to see you in so much pain, and he didn't know how to comfort you. 

He hesitantly placed a hand on your head, and you made a muffled sound of surprise from the sudden touch. You turned around and looked at him through your wet lashes, tears still running down your cheeks. 

“I got you,” he said, looking you in the eyes and giving you soft smile. 

He sat down next to you, allowing his shoulder to touch yours. You felt a flutter in your chest at the contact and didn't dare move, afraid the moment might end. 

You looked down to check on Nezuko, she had fallen asleep in your embrace.

Genya's took your hand in his, it was so warm in yours as he ran his thumb along your knuckles. 

You leaned your head on his shoulder, enjoying the feeling of being close to him as you both gazed up at the night sky. 

“The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” You asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

Genya shifted slightly, looking down at you. "Yeah," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "So beautiful."

Two months had passed since Genya started his frequent check-ups, and your relationship had blossomed into something beautiful. You found comfort and joy in each other's company, and Genya seemed to have found a sense of purpose being around you. 

On this particular day, the two of you were sitting on the engawa, overlooking the stunning garden of the butterfly mansion. The fragrant scent of flowers wafted through the air, and the gentle rustling of leaves added to the serene atmosphere. 

You had previously mentioned to Genya that you would meditate for two hours a day, and he had expressed interest in joining you. 

Sitting in silence, Genya found it increasingly difficult to stay still. His legs were losing feeling, his nose was itching, and he was just so close yet so far from you. It was pissing him off that he couldn't hold your hand, kiss your forehead, or have you play with his hair. 

As he tried to resist the urge to sneeze, Genya's nose continued to twitch uncontrollably. He was growing increasingly uncomfortable sitting in silence next to you, struggling to maintain stillness during meditation. He wanted nothing more than to hold your hand, feel the warmth of your touch, or have you play with his hair. But he knew that any movement on his part would break the stillness of the moment. 

Despite his discomfort, he refused to touch his nose. He had noticed that you had an amazing sense of spatial awareness, and he didn't want to risk breaking the peaceful atmosphere with even the slightest movement. So, he tried to hold on as long as possible, hoping the sneeze would subside on its own. 

It did not, it only got worst. 

He slowly opened one eye, feeling a bit apprehensive about disturbing your meditation, but then he couldn't resist the urge to steal a glance at you. However, he quickly regretted it when he realised that you were already staring back at him, a small smile on your face. 

"Have you been starin’ at me all this fucken time?" he snarled. 

"Yep," you chirped. 

"You little-" Genya was about to say something but you jumped up, giggling, and ran towards the garden. 

As you both tumbled to the grass, laughter filled the air. You could feel the soft blades of grass tickling your skin as Genya playfully pinned you down, his weight making it impossible for you to move. You looked up at him, his chest heaving from the chase, his eyes burning with mischief. 

You playfully pouted, pretending to be upset that Genya had caught you, but your smile gave you away. 

Genya couldn't help but notice the pout on your lips, and his eyes flickered back and forth between your eyes and mouth. He hesitated for a moment, unsure whether he should make a move, but before he could do anything, you took the initiative. 

You pulled him towards you and pressed your lips against his. 

He was frozen at first, hands grabbing chunks of grass in an attempt to restrict himself, but he couldn't resist your allure. You whispered his name, which undid him, and he responded by deepening the kiss. 

As the kiss broke, both of you were left breathless. Genya looked into your eyes, his gaze intense and filled with emotion. Without a word, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you, while he pulled you onto his lap. 

For a few moments, both of you remained entranced in each other's presence, the world around you fading away as your hearts beat as one. 

[rekreku]

hi hi <3 i absolutely love your writing. i saw that your requests are open!! if you’re comfortable with it, i was wondering if i am able to request zenitsu, tanjiro, and inosuke from demon slayer with a s/o!reader who gets severely injured during a mission with them? it’s okay if you’re not comfortable with doing this! thank you though :)

in harm’s way.

various demon slayer characters x gn! reader

type: angst

prompt: in which your boyfriend finds you severely injured.

note: thank you so much for the rq, sweetheart! <3 i love these three sm!! again, im sorry for being mia for over uhh (checks watch) a long time now! :’) i don’t have a set schedule and school has been kicking my ass. but i see everyone’s requests and i will get to them, i promise! <3

characters include: tanjiro, inosuke, and zenitsu.

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the first thing TANJIRO does when he sees you’re injured is scream out your name.

he stops whatever he’s doing to get you out of the middle of the fight, making sure nothing else can hurt you.

he keeps you close to his body, as if trying to keep you warm with his body heat.

he’s panicking, not sure what to do. he peppers your face in kisses, telling you that you’ll be okay and that you’re going to get the proper treatment you need soon.

inside, he blames himself for letting you get hurt; though, he’s not going to tell you that, but he will be apologizing over and over under his breath.

he gets you to a safe space and promises you he’ll be right back, continuing to kiss your face, using it as a way to calm himself down.

he gives you his kimono to stop as much bleeding as possible before returning to the battlefield.

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the first thing INOSUKE does when he sees you severely injured is stop everything he’s doing.

of course, that’s easier said than done, considering how passionate he is about fighting.

however, he’ll rush to your side, crying out your name and telling you to get up; he’d be extremely confused as to why you weren’t really responding.

and then, when he sees your wounds, he’ll go crazy. he’ll start mindlessly attacking the demons left and right, too blinded by his fury.

afterwards, he’ll take you somewhere safe, unsure of how to help.

he’ll ask tanjiro for help; which is a shocker anyway, considering how much he likes to take care of things himself, but he wants you safe and protected.

he’d feel lowkey extremely guilty, pinning it on himself for not protecting you or being your shield like he swore he would be.

he’ll stay by your side as much as he’s able before he has to leave for more missions.

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the first thing ZENITSU does when he sees you’re severely injured is cry hysterically.

he wants to make sure you’re okay, reaching for you and immediately dragging you out of harm’s way.

he’s probably swearing under his breath about not being able to be there to protect you, calling himself a coward.

he’d cry to tanjiro and inosuke, unable to fully get enough air to breathe properly, causing him to let out choked sobs.

he’d refuse to let go of you for even a minute, even if you were being examined.

he’d gently run his hand through your hair when you’re laying in his lap, whimpering soft words to you, practically pleading for you to keep fighting until they get help.

[sqquidzz]

How would kny characters hurt you in an argument?

Includes: Tanjiro Kamado, Kyojuro Rengoku, Giyuu Tomioka, Sanemi Shinazugawa

A/N: Hello readers! This is an idea I got from a hc post on here, I'm not sure who made it but I give credit to them for this hc idea. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

KAMADO TANJIRO:

I feel like most arguments would start becaude of Tanjiro's protectiveness of his friends

He would probably start scolding you for doing something he thought was reckless while fighting a demon

Especially if Nezuko we're to be the one to save you and get injured, he would probably be pissed off

Tanjiro is the type of person to bottle his emotions up, so he really just snapped at you

He seems like the person who yells and cries during an argument

He would bring up the fact that you had jumped into danger without thinking, calling you selfish for thinking only about the battle and not of your friends

If someone had gotten injured protecting you, like Nezuko, she wouldn't be able to say anything since she was healing and unable to stick up for you

You would just be too shocked to even say anything to defend yourself, along with everyone else, since no one has seen Tanjiro like this before

Once he finishes, he simply excuses himself quietly, saying that he's tired from dealing with this

Bonus!

Zenitsu would immediately rush to your side to comfort you as tears spilled down your cheeks

This would be especially hard if you had past problems with arguments and yelling

RENGOKU KYOJURO:

Now Rengoku seems like a type of person to be less of a yelling type at the beginning, but slowly builds up his anger to the point that he starts yelling

Usually the arguments are about how Shinjuro treats Rengoku and Senjuro, with Rengoku insisting that he can convince his father to be better

You try to tell him that Rengoku should ask for help to deal with his father, but Rengoku stubbornly disagrees

His demeanor during arguments is different, his eyes looking darker and it seems like he loses his friendly glow

When Rengoku argues back, he usually uses something your sensitive about, like if you had a bad relationship with your parents

He would claims that he's at least trying to fix his relationship with his dad, hitting you hard and causing you to go speechless

rengoku usually just stomps away from the fight when he's done saying his mind, leaving you teary eyes and with a broken heart

TOMIOKA GIYUU:

Giyuu always wants to avoid arguing as much as possible, always shutting you down when you want to talk about some problems

This causes you to get frustrated and start bombarding him with questions, like why is he avoiding their problems

Giyuu seems like the type of person to talk more than yell, but his voice is still strained as if he's holding back from yelling at you

Giyuu knows exactly where to hit you to make it hurt, taunting you about problems that you could never solve

His words would go to the point that he makes you burst out crying and run out of the room

He immediately regrets whatever he said in the argument, and ends up going to bed alone, covering himself in the sheets as tears of regret slide down his face

Bonus!

Giyuu wouldn't be able to face you for a few days after the a t in fear of hurting you again with his words

It takes a lot of reassurance from you to get him outside again

SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI:

Sanemi is the type of dude yo go all out during arguments, yelling and screaming at you, even sometimes going as far as you throw things into the ground in rage

You both seem like you're at each other's necks, not backing down from proving your side right

Sanemi seems like the type of person to call you degrading names, such as coward, selfish, etc.

You try to stay calm at first, but you have yo resort to yelling to get your point across

Sanemi is usually arguing to you about staying out of his and Genya's relationship, saying that it is non of your business

You end up running out of breath before he does, simply listening to him yell at you for a few more minutes before he storms out the room and slams the door

By the time he's gone, tears are already streaming down your face, breathless and tired from screaming your lungs out as you collapse to your knees, sobbing

[wineyoungie]

BEAUTIFUL BOY! ( demon slayer )

( with ) gyutaro

( summary ) you’re a demon slayer, but even you can’t help but notice the unique beauty of the blood thirsty demon in front of you.

CONTENT WARNINGS!

gn reader. mentions of blood. death. starvation.

you were on your back, clutching your head in pain. the blood was oozing out of the various wounds that had been inflicted across your pale body. your eyes were fluttering, the throbbing in your chest was making you weaker by the minute and soon you gave in to the desire to sleep.

it was an almost useless ability. you being able to see into creature’s pasts, human or not. though, most of the time it gave you leverage over most demons.

your feet scraped against the rocky ground, searching for the demon’s past self. the sound of gasping women caught your attention as you turned the corner. the small rocks fell from their hands as a boy faced them, smiling wide. his teeth were rotting, a sign that starvation controlled his body.

he was short, his cheeks and torso sunken in. his hair was matted and dandruff riddled. extravagant beauty was something that did not grace him.

the women turned, with their hands covering their mouths and noses, and ran away from the boy. you saw nothing terrifying or disgusting about him. so why did they run? he was just a human trying to survive the harshness of the world.

it was cruel how many people turned their noses up at the sight of him. it saddened you to your core. humans had always been the worst creatures in your opinion. always the ones to start wars and destroy the planet. though you took a vow to protect human life, it didn’t make you worship the ground they walked on.

you continued following him through his life, watching him and his sister grow. it seemed that his sister had given him a reason to endure the cruelty around him, gave him a reason to survive. but his reason was ripped away from him. you understood him.

it was beautifully sad.

your eyes opened, seeing the demon standing above you with a grin adorning his features. you could smell the blood lust dripping off of him. fear struck you suddenly as his face inched closer to yours.

“your friends will not defeat me,” he croaked, his hand clawed at his throat. it was almost scary, the way his stomach dipped in, his hip bones extremely prominent.

“and neither will you!” a scratchy laugh escaped from the back of his throat. he seemed excited to be able to take your life, most demons did. it was nothing new to you. you just stared at him.

as you looked closer, the similarities between him and his human self were astounding. he was still such a beautiful creature. that wouldn’t change for you. the things he had endured during his childhood would seem to make any reasonable person insane.

you’ve never been scared of dying, the thought of finally being with your family comforted you instead. you knew your end was coming and you shed no ounce of fear.

“you’re beautiful ya’know,” the words spilled from your mouth before you could even think.

“in my next life, i pray to the heavens that i will be gifted with even half of your strength!”

it was sad, the way he looked at you as though no one has ever uttered kind words to him. his devilish grin turned into a sad smile as he fell to his knees beside you. the blood sickles he once held, dropped beside him.

he began to cry.

ironic, isn’t it? the demon that was once so willing to kill you without mercy, was now kneeling beside you, crying his heart out. the pain that he felt was such a pungent scent. his years of existing were nothing sweet, and you felt it too. it was such a painful feeling.

you could tell your wounds were fatal, but at the moment all you could do was focus on him.

the way his body shook as he sobbed was an incredibly depressing sight to be witnessing. it caused your heart to overwhelmingly ache. you reached your hand out, softly cupping his jaw.

“you are beautiful gyutaro,” a sigh left your lips as your injuries continued to weaken you. the gash on your chest stung badly and your broken ankle wasn’t any better.

the demon in front of you didn’t seem as put together as he once had. the emotions of his past leaked from his pores and it made tears slip from your own eyes too.

you heard tanjiro yelling out your name as he rose from the ground, noticing the demon so close to you.

you were not alarmed.

“i will not survive my injuries, please have mercy on me and make the pain stop. i beg of you!” your voice was extremely weak. it was almost pitiful.

he bowed his head, showing that he respected you and your wishes. his hands reached for his sickles once more, and as he rose his arms above his head, a single sentence slipped from him.

“you’re beautiful too,”

[herwritingartcowboy]

Could I request the kny trio reacting to their. S/O dying while protecting them ?? Any gender is fine ^^

A/n:

Fandom: Demon Slayer

Character(s): Tanjirou Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuna, Inosuke Hashibira

Warning(s): Mention Of Blood, Death

Readers Gender: Gn

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Tanjirou ~

He thought the fight was over as he was checking on Nezuko making sure she was okay. But while his back was turned his back just for a moment but a demon took this opportunity to attack but instead of striking him the demon impaled someone else.

You saw the demon coming as you tried to call out to your boyfriend but he couldn't hear you so you rushed over. You got in front of him as you felt the demon stab you through your stomach. But you took your sword and sliced the head of the demom. Tanjirou turned around eyes wide seeing you just done beheading the demon. You were about to fall back but before you could hit the ground Tanjirou caught you.

Tanjirou's eyes started to tear up as he noticed you covered in your own blood. Tanjirou kept telling you that you will be okay, mostly telling himself. You cupped Tanjirou's cheek in your hand telling him that everything will be okay. Tanjirou told you to save your energy. But you both know you wouldn't make it.

You begged Tanjirou to live for you and to get rid of the demons. Tanjirou promised he would be holding you tighter. Soon Tanjirou stopped seeing your chest rise as you took your final breath. There he broke down yelling on how the world can take another one of his loved ones.

Tanjirou tried to stay positive for Nezuko but when he was alone he cried. He missed your scent, to him you smelled like a beautiful spring day.

Tanjirou trained harder wanting to make this place where you can be proud of. Tanjirou misses you everyday he knows you will never come back. But he does hope that you two will be together in the after life.

Zenitsu ~

You were killed protecting him during the battle with a demon. Zenitsu had never felt this pain before the only person who didn't see him as weak or worthless was only to be killed. After the battle his cries can be heard from miles. He kept shaking you hoping that you were just sleeping but you are never going to wake up, he couldn't even hear your heart beat anymore. That day no matter what time Zenitsu would cry as he just lost the most beautiful person in the world.

Zenitsu never felt more weak in his life, he thought that maybe if he was stronger you would still be here. Just like Tanjirou he was training hard hoping to get stronger to get revenge on the demons who took you away from him. Zenitsu hopes that he will see you again, always dreaming of you. He hoped that in the after life he can hold you again and tell you how much he loves you.

Inosuke ~

You both were separated during battle. But once you were killing a demon you went to go fine Inosuke hoping he was okay but you found him struggling with a demon. When you came close the demon took notice of you and went to attack you. Inosuke tried to go and help but he was having trouble getting up. But while he was struggling you were too. As you were fighting off you turned to call out for Inosuke but in the split second you felt a sharp object impale you thought your chest. Inosuke rushed over attacking the demon making sure it died. He walked over to you telling you to get up and that the demon was dead but you didn't answer him. Inosuke went over to you trying to listen to your heartbeat but you were silent and cold not warm. It started to sink into him that you were gone but Inosuke was stubborn enough to hold onto you not wanting to let go of you, he didn't even get to say goodbye. He would fight anyone who got close to you.

For a long time Inosuke was more aggressive as you were the only reason he was calm. It took a couple of talking with Zenitsu and Tanjirou to know that you wouldn't want him to be like this. Inosuke did his best to be happy but he missed you every day. Inosuke hoped that one day you will be right by him petting his hair and telling him everything will be alright.

[harrys-sunflower-bakery]

What if I told you I love you? (Giyuu Tomioka x Reader)

Hiii I hope y'all are doing well! I wanted to write something for my favorite Hasira, so here's a fanfic for Mr. Tomioka. Hope you enjoy <3

Summary: You are in love with the Water pillar but you managed to convince yourself he's in love with someone else. So how does your story end up when he almost dies while on a mission with you?

Warnings: Swearing, angst, a little bit of gore/ description of blood, mentions of death, Shinobu being mean (I love her I promise, it was for plot purposes)

I look down at my sweating palms as I walk to the hashira meeting, anxious to see Giyuu again. The last interaction between the two of us had been a bit more than a month before today, I missed him dearly. When I get to the mansion, I see the rest of the hashira chatting while waiting for the master, my eyes scan over the yard and see Giyuu sitting to the side on one of the picnic chairs located in a corner of the courtyard. A smile graces my face as I make my way over to him. His face stays in its usual emotionless resting position, not that I mind, I’ve always found him beautiful no matter what his facial expression is.

“Hi Tomioka! I missed you, how are you?” I smile brightly at the Water Pillar, he looks up and his lips twitch ever so slightly. I almost got a reaction, it’s progress!

“I’m okay, you?” He murmured softly, glancing at me.

“I’m good, I’ve just been lonely without you and the others while on that mission. It was fun to see other parts of the country though! There was this one place I think you would love, it was a whole field covered in cherry blossoms, it was so beautiful…” I trail off at the end seeing his zoned-out look. My gaze follows his to the other hashira, only to be met with Shinobu’s smiling face while she’s chatting with Mitsuri. My attention moves back to Giyuu who looks mesmerized by the one and only Shinobu Kocho.

I frown slightly, feeling jealousy bubbling up in my stomach, I catch yourself before acting on it though. “I’m going to go say hi to the others, excuse me. It’s nice seeing you again Giyuu” I nod to him before walking over to the rest of the hashira saying hi and hugging the pillars you were close to: Rengoku, Tengen, and Muichiro. “Hey, you three, you been behaved?” I asked jokingly while pulling each of them in a hug.

“I have been good as always my friend!” Rengoku answers in his usual peppy tone making me smile at him.

Uzui steps closer and takes my hand in his and lifts it up to his lips before placing a kiss over my knuckles, “Much better now that my future fourth wife is back after a month. We missed you,” he teases before pulling me into a gentle hug.

“Y/N?” Muichiro asks as if suddenly remembering me, his reaction makes me smile and pull him into a hug. Muichiro was living with me for a few years now as the master didn’t want him to stay alone with his amnesia as well as the fact that he’s still a child. He was staying with Tengen the last month though and I missed him a lot. We have a very good relationship, but it can be a bit hard seeing him not remember me sometimes. Not that I mind, at the end of the day I’ll always be willing to help him remember me.

“Hey there Kiddo, how have you been?” I asked while ruffling his hair.

“I’m okay, I’m glad you’re back,” he answered before hugging me again making me grin at the teen.

“I’m glad too, buddy.”

“Hello, my children, glad to see you all here, healthy and intact,” we kneel in front of the master as soon as we realise that he’s arrived, and I greet him.

“Hello Master, it is good to see you in good health.” We all keep our heads down waiting for him to address us again. I could hear Mitsuri mumble something about her wanting to be the one to greet the master making me only look down more.

“Thank you, my child. Now as for why I have brought you here, as you all know Y/N has been away this past month on a mission to try and get more information on the upper ranks of the Twelve Kizuki. She has found some information about a suspicious number of demons in Tokyo, we suspect one of the demon moons is behind it. So, the reason I have gathered you all here my children is to ask for two volunteers to go with Y/N to infiltrate the city and take down the demon. So, my children, could two of you join her?” he speaks gently as always but in such a way that made everyone know there was no arguing, not that any of you would.

After a few minutes of silence, Giyuu spoke softly as usual, “I will go with her if you’ll allow me Master,” he was still in a kneeling position, his voice filled with respect for our leader.

“You may go if you wish to do so my child,” Master Kagaya answered him with a smile, “anyone else?”

“I will go, Master,” Muichiro spoke from next to me making me look at him with a frown.

“Very well then, Y/N do you have any objections to your partners?”

“I- Master forgive me for not agreeing, but I do not think it wise to bring Muichiro with. I understand that he is powerful and that he is a Pillar like the rest of us, but he is still a child. And he is under my protection, I do not want him to get hurt,” I speak my concerns.

“I understand your views and I respect them, but as you said Muichiro is a hashira just like the rest of you and he has taken down a member of the upper moons before, so I think it would be good to take him with you and Giyuu.”

I sigh slightly still not liking the idea but agreeing nevertheless, not wanting to go against the master’s wishes. “Yes, master.”

The meeting ended a while after and I was saying goodbye to Kyojuro and Tengen, “Take care of yourselves please,” I said looking at the two men towering over me.

“We should be the ones saying that to you, cupcake,” Uzui answers before pulling me into a hug.

“I’ll try my best,” I smile up at the sound pillar holding onto his bicep before turning to Kyojuro and giving him a hug as well. After goodbyes, the two of them walk away while talking and I look around for my two teammates and find them both sitting in silence waiting for me so we could get our orders from Master Kagaya. I walk over to them and get their attention.

“You two ready?” I ask standing in front of them now making the two Hashira look up at me for a second before nodding their heads, the three of us then walk to the master.

Here we go.

Muichiro and Giyuu follow me in silence as we make our way to the train station, we finally see the lights in the distance and I turn to them, “Okay, so you both know that the corps isn’t exactly… legal according to the government, so we’ll have to hide our swords from the train staff. So if you don’t mind giving them to me for a moment I can get them safely on the train.”

They look at me and nod before handing the two nichirin blades over to me. We finished our walk and found seats, I took out the swords and handed each to the two boys sitting in the compartment with me. Muichiro sits next to me and rests his head on my shoulder, “you okay Buddy?” I ask before bringing my hand up to smooth out his hair.

He nods softly before deciding to talk “I am, I just missed you,” he answers before slowly starting to drift off eventually falling asleep with his head against my shoulder making me smile.

“He really cares about you,” I hear a voice speak from across where I was sitting. I look up at Giyuu as he looks at us with his usual expression on his face with a hint of something I can’t quite catch in his eyes.

“I guess, I care about him too,” I smile at he boy sleeping, his face peaceful, not an ounce of worry on his face. “I care about you too, you know,” my words fall out of my mouth before I can process them. I look up at Giyuu and smile at him, he was always so quiet so I didn’t expect him to answer me, but to my surprise he did.

“Why?” he asked, a slight look of confusion on his face.

“Why what? Why do I care about you?” he nods making me frown, “because you’re my friend Tomioka, you were always nice to me when I first joined the corps, even before I became a hashira,” I take a breath wondering if I should say what I want to. All logic got thrown out the window when I look into his deep blue eyes. “Do you remember the first time we met Giyuu?”

He nods, his brows furrowing slightly as if wondering why I’m bringing this up “Yeah? Why?”

I smile “Do you remember your reaction to seeing me in Mr. Urukodaki’s house? You looked so surprised to see someone there. Your facial expression was priceless, as if you couldn’t believe your eyes. And then Mr. Urukodaki started teasing you about picking up your jaw. After a while you came in and ate with us and fell asleep,” I smile looking at the boy sleeping next to me before looking back up at Giyuu. “And then a few hours later when I couldn’t sleep you came to sit with me outside to look at the moon.” I look out the window to see the moon shining in the night sky. “Looking at you that night, the moon lighting up your face, I didn’t ever see anything as beautiful as you were that night. I care about you because you’re a kind person, you’re a hard worker, you’re funny, and so very stubborn. I care about you because you care for others with such a deep part of you that you don’t even realise it. But to be honest, I don’t care about you…” I contemplate my words, my pause and words making Giyuu frown. “I- I love you Giyuu.”

He looks at me in shock for a moment before blinking several times, his mouth opens and closes a few times before keeping his lips sealed making me speak again “I- Giyuu, you… you don’t have to say anything. I just- I wanted to let you know how I feel. Don’t let what I told you make you feel like you need to return my feelings, I just thought I should tell you.” I say quickly before looking away, “I think you should get some sleep now, tomorrow’s a long day. I’m a light sleeper so we don’t need to take turns staying up, you can sleep, I’ll wake up if there’s a problem.”

Giyuu looks at me for a few seconds before nodding and turning  to the side to rest his head on the wall of the train compartment. He falls asleep in a few minutes and his breaths slowly even out.

I watch him a bit before turning my gaze to the window and watch the moon as we pass by the trees, the moon truly is beautiful, isn’t it?

The next day we got to our destination, I sneak our swords off the train and grab my luggage. Giyuu, Muichiro and I walk through the streets of Tokyo and find a place to stay. I speak to the clerk and pay him for the room. The man shows us our room and I thank him before closing the door and turning to the boys. “He seems nice,” I say smiling, “You two should get settled, we need to start investigating the area where the demon attacks happened a few days ago and the area surrounding the house.”

 The boys grab their things and place them to the side of the room. I start up a conversation with Muichiro while we unpack. Giyuu just focused on his things while staying silent, only replying with a hum of agreement when you asked him something.

Maybe I messed up, my feelings should have remained a secret, an unspoken words that bonded you to him without it being returned. There has been a tension between us the whole day and I hate it, he hasn’t really spoken, not that he every really does, but this time it seemed more forced than his natural quietness he usually has. He has something he wants to say, but he’s trying not to.

“So, what’s up with you two?” Muichiro asks.

His questions makes me bink a few times, the words still being processed. Muichiro may be a kid with memory difficulties, but he’s one smart kid. I sometimes wish he would be a bit more oblivious to these things, but that’s never happening. “Nothing happened, why would you think something happened?”

“I can sense it,” he replied sticking out his tongue making me laugh and ruffle his hair.

“Well stop sensing it, everything will be fine,” I say smiling at him. We take a few more minutes to unpack our things and we leave to the area we need to investigate.

Once we get to the house we make our way inside, the bottom level seems normal, a clean corridor with a table and ornaments. A kitchen to the right of the hallway, a common area on the left and then a staircase straight ahead.

“Do you want us to split up?” I could hear Giyuu ask, speaking for the first time today making you turn to him.

“No, I think it’s best we stay together, we don’t know what we’ll find.”

“Okay then,” he answered before following me and Muichiro upstairs. We take slow steps to the top floor. Once we enter the hall I gasp and cover Muichiro’s eyes and I see Giyuu’s eyes widen ever so slightly. I regain my composure and look at the scene infront of us. The doors were smashed over, broken into numerous pieces, the grey walls were drenched in dark red stains, the floor covered in it as well. In between the blood splatters are several scratch marks spitting the wallpaper.

I look at the scene and move my gaze over to Giyuu, his eyes meet mine, a slight look of terror and sadness filled his eyes. I lean over to Muichiro while still covering his eyes. “You know I’ve seen worse right?” he mumbles.

“Mui, now’s not the time. I know you’ve seen worse but that still doesn’t mean that you should see this,” I said before pulling out a piece of material out of my pocket and tie it around Muichiro’s eyes.

“Oh c’mon,” he pouts, making me roll my eyes before holding onto his shoulders ushering him forward.

“Just keep that on please, I’ll help you around,” I say softly before guiding him to Giyuu to stand there. “Giyuu, can you please just stay here with him? I want to make sure the rooms are safe before you two go in.”

Giyuu stands there for a few seconds before speaking, “I think I should go check it out, you stay here with Tokito,” he spoke with a little more emotion in his voice than usual. I open my mouth to object but he does something I never would have thought, he smiles at me, and with that he walks into the room. I stand there with Muichiro for a few minutes and wait for Giyuu to call us or come out of the room. After about five minutes he hasn’t left the room making me take Mui’s hand and pulling him behind me to go look for Giyuu.

As we step in the doorway, I hear a yelp and a thud making me run into the room as fast as I can, “Mui, take off the material. You need to move alone now,”

“Finally!” He exclaims before ripping it off and letting go of my hand. I stop and look around the room to see any sign of Giyuu but fail to find any. I hear a soft grunt from above us and look up only to see Giyuu trapped in a sort of wool trap stuck to the celling while being choked by a thick rope like crochet part of the trap.

“Mui, stay vigilant, they have to be dangerous in order to have a Blood demon art such as this,” I say before removing my Katana from its sheath and holding it defensively. Right after I hold my katana in my hands, I see a figure move across the room and I move into a defensive position. “Tokito, can you try and free Tomioka? I don’t know if he can breathe in that thing.”

The mist pillar responds with an “Okay” before jumping up and slicing the crochet trap making Giyuu fall to the floor. “I got him down, he looks badly hurt though,” Mui told me softly before checking his pulse “He’s still got a pulse though so that’s good.”

I look at the demon feeling anger bubble up my stomach, how dare they hurt the man I love? How fucking dare they hurt the kind man that risks his own life every day for the sake of others? “You’re a fucking coward, hiding on the other side of the room in a shadow. Show yourself bastard!” I yell into the area I saw the demon. I look into the darkness before I see something jumping towards me.

I dodge the attack quickly and swing my blade as I turn around, I use the momentum in from my turn and let the force of it fall into the blade as I aim for the demon’s neck. In a second the demon’s neck rolls to the ground and the body stands there for a while before turning to ash. As soon as the body and head disappear, I run over to the boys.

“Mui we need to get him out of here and to Shinobu as soon as possible,” I said looking over his wounds, he was without air for a while so I’m afraid it might have affected him more than it looks.

I move his body and pick him up before telling Muichiro to follow me as we make our way out of the house. “Shouldn’t we wait for the Kakushi?”

“Giyuu may die if we don’t get him to someone who can help, so I don’t give a shit about the kakushi right now, I’m getting him to Shinobu’s!” I snap at him immediately regretting it afterwards as he flinches. “I’m sorry Mui, I didn’t mean to yell, I’m just scared. Can we go?” I apologize and he nods before following me. We both start running in the direction of the Butterfly Mansion with Giyuu unconscious on my back.

Please Giyuu, please be okay.

I look over at Giyuu in the infirmary bed, his breaths even and face in a peaceful rest. He looks so beautiful. He’s been like this for two weeks, the damage was worse than I originally thought, Shinobu said that if I didn’t start running when I did he would be dead right now.

I’ve been here with him since we got to the mansion, only ever leaving when I started to smell bad and needed a shower. Right now, I was starting to fall asleep in the chair next to his bed, I move my arm a little to hold his hand and I fall asleep. After a few hours I feel a soft squeeze to my hand causing me to wake up.

I look over at Giyuu, his eyes start to flutter making my eyes widen in shock. “Shinobu! Aoi! Tanjiro! Someone!” I yell out the door before turning my attention to Giyuu again, “Please wake up Giyuu, Please wake up,” I murmur as I hold his hand to my lips. After his eyes flutter a few more times they open.

“Oh my gods, yes! You’re awake! Oh, thank goodness!” I cry before standing up and pulling him in for a hug. “I’m so glad you’re okay, you scared the shit out of me. Please don’t ever do that to me again.”

“I’m sorry what happened?-“ he gets cut off by Aoi and Tanjiro running in while Shinobu comes walking in casually, pissing me off. Could she at least pretend to care?

“Mr. Tomioka! You’re awake, thank goodness!” Tanjiro exclaims while running over to the bed.

“Oh, you’re awake Tomioka,” she says with her usual empty smile rubbing me the wrong way. Why am I getting so angry. “You’d think a Hashira wouldn’t get caught so easily by a lower rank demon, you’re lucky the River an Mist hashira were there.” As soon as she finished her one sided conversation my patience snaps.

“Your friend almost died and all you can say is ‘your awake’ and insult him for being attacked while trying to make sure it was safe for his team to enter? What the fuck is wrong with you?” I spit angerly.

“I think we should leave,” Aoi said to Tanjiro before the two of them leave.

“Are you jealous that he looks at me more than he looks at you Y/N?” Shinobu asks teasingly.

“You bitch-“ I move to pounce on her only to be caught by Giyuu still holding onto my hand.

“Please don’t fight like I’m not here. Y/n it’s okay, it’s just her way of speaking.” Giyuu says softly looking up at me.

“It’s not okay Giyuu! She treats you like trash and you always just say “It’s okay” but its not okay Giyuu! It’s not okay that you fell in love with someone who can’t even show a small amount of happiness that you’re okay after you almost died, that’s not good for you-“ I get cut off by Giyuu’s lips on my own.

The moment is short but it fills me with so much joy, the one thing I’ve wanted most for years is now finally happening. His lips are as soft as they look, they are gentle against my own. I wish we could always stay like this. But I pull away before letting my mind wander.

“I- what was that for?” I stutter.

“To get you to give me a chance to speak. I don’t have feelings for Shinobu. I don’t know what gave you that impression, but I only have feelings for you. You’re the only person I’m interested in, Shinobu is just a friend,” Giyuu replies softly holding my face in his hand.

“I think I’ll take my leave now,” Shinobu mutters before leaving the room smiling at the two of us, she planned this didn’t she?

“You… you really have feelings for me?” I ask softly, my face turning into a slight frown as tears pool in my eyes.

“How could I not? You’re wonderful, I love you, I can’t tell you why, or how. But I love you and I know I wouldn’t change that for anything.” He smiles at me, like actually smiles. His eyes wrinkle at the edges as his lips lift in an expression of happiness.

“I love you too,” I smile back at him with teary eyes. “Can I please kiss you?”

“Of course, you can,” he answers before pulling me in for a kiss. “I’m so happy that I finally got to do that.”

“Me too, Giyuu, me too.” I kiss him again and move to lay next to him on the bed, warmth washing over me as I fall asleep.

[grapefives]

SILENT HEARTS | HC

tanjiro x fem!reader

angst + character death + grieving + crying + animal abuse + violence

“finally!” he exasperates as he plops himself down on the futon.

the other two are quarreling around somewhere, nezuko in her box, he smiles to himself.

the day had been rough, he’s so tired but he won’t dare close his eyes until you swing by to bid him goodnight like you usually do.

but it’s getting late. too late.

he’ll wait, like he usually does. and he’ll smile he hears your footsteps and he’ll giggle at the kiss you’d press on his forehead or cheek or lips.. or everywhere

he rolls around, trying to think on anything and everything to stay awake.

as usual, he thinks of you or his family. sometimes both. he likes to imagine how they would love you if they were alive.

after too much time passes by, he realizes inosuke and zenitsu have fallen quiet. he still smells them on the porch, so he gets up, hoping this will serve as a distraction while you arrive.

but as soon as he exits the room, he smells zenitsu’s overwhelming sadness. his initial thought was that inosuke got too aggressive again.

but

he senses another wave of sadness… coming from inosuke…

and as he gets closer to the porch, he hears zenitsu’s cries and inosuke’s sniffling, there’s some grunting there too.

“guys? what’s wrong?”

inosuke gets heated, “WHAT’S WRONG IS THAT THIS STUPID BIRD IS SAYING-“

“y/n l/n has been killed in her mission!” the crow squawks weakly, tanjiro’s eyes widen firstly in horror from how hurt the bird appears, to the news of his lover. dead.

“STUPID SHIT!” inosuke kicks the crow

the crow squawks and lands by tanjiro’s feet.

tanjiro stares at it, it smells sad.

you’ve always had a cute relationship with your crow. it was weird seeing anyone get along with them, since they’re so set on being messengers and whatnot.

he get down on his knees, trembling hands picking up the poor crow.

“how did she die?” he asks, hollow and broken. his eyes are staring at the creature but they feel so blank, like the rest of his body.

“in… a mission-“

“how,” he repeats again, aggression surprising everyone. “did she die?”

the crow squawks weakly, “the enemy was a lower moon demon.”

tanjiro tenses. his eyes go wide. his blood runs cold.

“right after you separated to your mission, we were attacked.” the crow squawks, “she fought with everything she had… but she was no match.”

and that was the end.

tanjiro… tanjiro could only scream and cry, hugging the crow and begging it to tell him it’s not true.

y/n… his sweet, sweet y/n.

he remembers how happy you were after the four of you finished your two missions. as soon as the sun set, you were given mission after mission.

after the second, you had to part ways.

he gave you a hug and a kiss on the forehead. he subtly sniffed you, loving your scent. it was something you always teased him about.

he remembers how you hugged him back, almost afraid you could lose him.

but you didn’t know it was going to be the other way.

he can only imagine how brave you were trying to be. he can only imagine how scared you must have been when you were starting to lose.

“NOO!” he screams once more, “Y/N!” he calls, hoping you would appear and tell him he’s having a nightmare.

why? why?

“WHY!?” he sobs.

first he loses his family. then, his sister is turned into a demon.

and just when he finds you. just when he decides he really loves you. that the two of you could form a family once the war is over.

just then does the world turn against him once more.

he doesn’t know how long he cried, nor how he got into bed. he must have blacked out.

his throat is killing him.

neither zenitsu or inosuke are with him.

your crow. is long gone.

but his puffy, red eyes caoture something when he turns

his head to the side.

your. kimono.

your scent is still embedded into it.

with trembling hands he grabs it. he pulls it close to his face, taking a deep breath of your scent.

and once more, he bursts into tears.

[sapphickocho]

Thinking about how Uzui had to watch everyone he cared about die before him. First 3 of his siblings die during there fathers harsh shinobi training, then six he killed himself during a deathmatch where all of them were masked. Then Kyojuro died next, and the rest of the hashira except Sanemi and Giyuu during a battle he couldn't participate and help them in. Then of course Sanemi and Giyuu do die on the same year and four years later Tanjiro, someone he grew closer with also succumbs to death way too young.

Thats why Tengen's line of "Just how many lives do you think ive let slip through my fingers?" hits so hard because his life is just death. Everyone he loves is bound to die and he cant do anything about it.

So I made a little list of hcs on how he copes;

What uzui does at each of his friends graves;

Rengoku; He often has a picnic beside his grave, bringing along his wives and having a feast with all of kyojuros favorite foods, like sweet potatoes and bento boxes. He is the hashiras grave he visits the most and often talks to it and updates him on how life is going.

Shinobu: He brings the flashiest flowers he finds and brings them to her every year because it reminds him of both her and Kanae.

Muichiro: It is hard for him to visits his grave, especially when he sees it adorned with a picture of him and his twin brother when he was younger. But he makes sure to see it every year, and gives him a little gift, like a folded paper crane since he knew he like origami. He feels guilty that he didn't fight in the battle when muichiro, the youngest pillar, did.

Mitsuri: Like everyone else still alive, they visits her grave annually on her birthday and bring mochis to celebrate because it was her favorite food. However when everyone else dies, he makes sure to keep up the tradition with Nezuko.

Iguro Obanai: When he visits his grave he always teases him about how he's doing with Mitsuri in the afterlife. After that he sits down and talks about his snake Kaburamaru and updates him about his daily life.

Gyomei: He prays at his grave. Not that he particularly agrees with it or is religious, he just knows that Gyomei would appreciate it.

Sanemi: He visits both of the Shinazugawa brothers on the same day, since they are both buried next to each other. He tells him that he misses him because he knows Sanemi will be pissed by the sappiness and also because in truth, he does.

Giyuu: He usually sits down and talks for hours to him about how everyone is doing, whats going on and other mindless useless things. he knows that Giyuu doesn't like to talk so just like when he was alive, he can just sit and listen and enjoy the company.

Tanjiro: He always bows to Tanjiro's grave and thanks him, for saving his wives and being a friend for all those years. he tells him about Nezuko and Kanao and tells them that they all miss him very much.

Makio, Suma, Hinatsuru: When they all die before he does, he curses the gods for keeping him alive. He makes sure to have there graves next to his estate and sits next to there graves for hours until sundown. Sometime he even sleeps next to them.

I am not sure his wives dying before him is canon but Ive heard it from multiple people so I will assume so. Either way, Uzui's life is too tragic and I just cant get over it. He can never protect the people he loves the most. That man deserves a break from all the death and hug from all of his wives (+rengoku.) But it seems like Gotouge had different plans.

[midnightwriter21]

demon slayer hcs: tanjiro kamado x reader masterlist

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Tanjiro as a Boyfriend

Tanjiro meeting Soulmate!Reader

[iheartzgenya]

Enough for you.

Sanemi x F! Reader / Genya x F! Reader

TW: Violence, cheating on partner, suggestive themes, hurt reader. The reader (you) can read aura's, Happy ending.

Genya has grown a bit from his shyness of girls. He can speak to them now. It's just when they like hug him or touch him he gets a little nervous.

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In this AU Genya is 20, Sanemi is 24 and you are 21 or 22 which ever one you prefer.

It was the week of our anniversary, I had already prepared the charade of gifts hidden inside a spare closet in our home.

Recently, Sanemi had been acting really off, distant. Well maybe not so recently.. it had been going on for weeks now! Maybe it was a mission that he had gone through that pissed him off.. but his last mission was a long time ago and he asked for a break to train his new tsugoku.. I met her, she seemed really nice! We had even planned a time to go out for a girls day, she had me invite Mitsuri and Shinobu, though.. Don't get me wrong I love them! But I know Shinobu wants to know who the girl is at first, Mitsuri too.

I carried the golden band of jewelry I bought Sanemi, I had been away on many missions so I could save up for this gift, it was pure gold and polished to perfection I knew it had caught his eye while we were out on mission one time. We had walked passed the store with the band of jewelry shining brightly in the side of there window.

His eyes beamed when he looked at it. I wondered why, but I got it regardless.

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As I slide open the door to our home I saw Sanemi sitting quietly on a mat near the porch outside, I smiled. I'm finally home,

"I'm home Nemi!" I spoke but no reply.. did he not hear me?

I ignored it and went to our room and hid the last part of his gift inside the closet, now finally his present was fulfilled.. I walked back out.

"Sanemi?" No response. I started to get a bit angry.

I walked closer "Sanemi can you hea-"

"Where have you been." I paused at his harsh voice but answered anyway,

"Out. I've been out on missions you know this.."

He grit his teeth and stood up, his aura was dark.. I couldn't read it like I normally could.. What's wrong with him? I was normally used to his rudeness but it was different this time, something was wrong.

"Your always out, you have been for the past weeks! Why are you distancing yourself, What the hell did I do?" He started to yell, as did I.

"You didn't do anything, What are you on about this time.. I'm not trying to distance myself!"

As the yelling went on I could see what he was getting at, see. Sanemi had attachment issues all though he would never ever say it aloud he has problems when he gets closer with people he grows attached, said me.

He thought I was cheating on him..

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"Quit the corps." I paused, excuse me?

"No. I don't get why your getting like this but I am not quitting the corps. Sanemi you should trust me, were dating after all?"

"Exactly, were dating! That doesn't mean anything! You could still use your place of work as an excuse to go on ahead and cheat on me! That's why you should quit! You know I can support both of us.."

I can't believe he would say that, discarding our relationship as it was nothing! Even if I was Cheating I could still cheat with or without work so what was the point! To keep me safe? I can handle myself, I'm not weak.

"I'm not quitting, my decision is final! Y'know what I'm going out I need air," I paused "away from you." I started to walk away from him, I could hear his heavy breathing even as I was walking away. He turned around and sat back down, I could tell he was annoyed.

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I walked down the trail, looking up into the dark night. The stars were out and it was a beautiful full moon. Usually you couldn't see this from where Sanemi and me lived because of all the lights surrounding our home..

Sanemi.

I thought, maybe I should go back now. I think he just needed some time? I started to get a bad feeling pooling in my stomach, he still probably doesn't want to talk when we get back.

I thought back to the argument, that was the most we interacted in months.. he's been so distance, why the sudden change? The more I got consumed in my thoughts, the more I forgot about the trail Infront of me, the more I forgot about my surroundings.

Before I knew it I had collided right into someone. I almost fell to the ground before I felt there hands sturdy me. I shook my head and looked at the face that stared back into mine, great.. His brother. Genya's face dusted pink, he looked shock to see me out here this late. He placed his hands off of me and spoke,

"Y/n why are you out here so late? Is Nemi here too?" Genya looked around, but no sight of Sanemi.

"you shouldn't be out here. It's late and you don't even have your sword.." Genya stared at my waistband, noting I wasn't dressed in my uniform which explains that I didn't come from work.

Genya was roughly taller than his brother, he had scars as well maybe not as many as Sanemi but they still adorned his body. His hair was in a mohawk and was a dark jet black.

Completely opposite from Sanemi. Although their eyes were the same saying it was inevitable that they were brothers. Both had rough exteriors.

I dusted myself off, "Sorry for bumping into ya Gen. I wasn't watching where I was going. But I'm okay, no need to worry." I smiled slightly.

"Okay.. uhm, where's Sanemi shouldn't he be with you?"

Oh.. I looked up at him and rubbed my neck sheepishly. Should I tell him about the fight? I know he was his brother but Sanemi barely ever talked to him.. Whatever.

"Oh, uhm we had gotten into a fight.. I just needed some fresh air."

Genya frowned at that. He sighed, "I'm sorry about that.. is there anything I can do?" No there wasn't, it was already said and done..

"Not really.." I paused "But it's fine it was just a little fight, he'll get over it." Is what I told him. I was telling it to myself too. It didn't seem 'little'.

This was probably the longest conversation I've ever had with Genya.. We've never really talked that much, only a couple "Hello"(s) or "How was your day?"

Genya stood there but then he perked his head up at an idea.

"It's impolite to leave you here out in the dark.." he cleared his throat, "So how about I walked you home?.. I mean Nemi probably wouldn't like it if I left you here.." Genya rambled on trying to justify his statement to walk me home, I let out a chuckle. Genya paused.

"Wait, are you laughing at me?" He blushed embarrassed..

I smiled, "Genya, it would be my honor for you to walk me home.." I teased.

"oh shut up." Genya shoed me away but I just kept teasing him. Eventually I stopped and we started to walk to my place talking along the way. We both rambled and listened. It was actually an eventful day.. or night. Genya turned out to be a lot nicer than I expected him to be. Being born from a naturally hot headed family and all.

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We made it too my door, I looked back at Genya.. it was super late. I knew Sanemi wouldn't like Genya here but I don't want him to be walking back this late.

"Hey, how about you spend the night?.. We have a guest room!" Genya's eyes widened,

"are you sure it wouldn't cause any problems?.. I wouldn't want to cause anything between you and my brother."

I smiled, "Of course not. I'm sure Sanemi wouldn't mind." Genya nodded at that and we entered my house.

It was dark inside, and absolutely silent, expect for the music booming from Sanemi and mines room. What was he on about? Maybe he's just taking a shower he usually booms music during that.

"Hey, I'm gonna go see Sanemi and talk it out.. uhm the guest room is that way" I pointed towards the hallway besides our kitchen. Genya nodded.

"let me know if you need anything."

Genya nodded, "Goodnight, y/n"

I smiled, "Goodnight, Gen."

I walked towards our room the music growing louder and louder, then I started to hear werid noises it sounded like someone was struggling.. What the hell? Is Sanemi ok?! I burst into the room only too see a scene that made me freeze.. it all happened so fast..

Sanemi was on top of his Tsugoku, kissing her I watched at his tongue explored her mouth as he humped himself against her.. she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back like I used too..

"What.. what the Fuck?" My fists grew into balls.

Sanemi freezes and he quickly pushes himself off his Tsugoku. He wipes his mouth that was eagerly stained with lipstick. His Tsugoku layed against the wall panting.. he surely took her breath away.. jealously bubbled inside me, is this why he had been distancing himself? Of course it was.. I was just to stupid to even notice anything.

"Babe.. it's not what-" my eyes well up, how could he do this. He swore he would never become like his old man, getting into fights with me, cheating on his partner.

His Tsugoku licks her lips, her face red with blush. I can feel my stomach practically rolling at the scene unfolding before me.

"I was only gone for a few hours!! And I see you all pent up against your Tsugoku! God knows what the hell her name is?! What is wrong with you!" I screamed at him.

"Rin." His Tsugoku spoke.. "my name is Rin." That's right, I forgot her name was Rin, Rin Gamaki. But I don't even give a fuck. I could care less.

I turned to her, "I could care less what your fucking name is. You knew, but you still went for my boyfriend like he was yours all along. Your just another tramp. Shinobu was right -"

"Don't. Don't fucking pull that shit." Sanemi says sternly. His gaze fixated on me, his face was hard and gave me a look of hatred.

"Couldn't you have taken a fucking hint. I didn't need you. I don't fucking need you. I haven't been talking to you, to let you down slowly.. but it seems your still so fucking oblivious to even notice!"

I shouted back at him, he didn't just stop there and before I knew it I was crying, a lot. Sanemi always made this stupid promise to never hurt me. Some empty oath that was to him. It didn't mean anything anymore.

Sanemi continued to spew insults like it was just words bouncing off his tongue, it wasn't even like he knew me. Like I was just a stranger to him.

I felt someone step Infront of me, there aura felt warm, inviting.. I looked up to see Genya. His hand faltered Infront of me, he stood in a protective stance. Sanemi suddenly went quiet..

"That's enough.." Genya paused.. "You don't speak to her like that, like she was nothing too you. That's horrible and honestly your acting just like..-" Genya stopped himself from going any further.

"just like what?" Sanemi sounded weak just for a second. He knew what Genya ment. As did I.

Genya didn't let the words fall from his tongue like I had, 'our father' is what he was thinking, what we were all thinking. He spoke again,

"Who even are you. The Sanemi I knew wouldn't do this shit. The Sanemi I knew swore he wouldn't even think of this."

"Don't act like you Fucking know me. You were barely even there. Where did you even come from, Or did y/n invite you in because she was bored of me too?"

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That's when I spoke up too,

"you wanna know where I've fucking been. I'll tell you where I've fucking been." I walked over to the spare closet in our bedroom and slammed it open and with one swift move I used my arm and slid all the gifts out. Sanemi watched,

"I've been out working. Working so we could have a good anniversary. Working so you could have some new things because you always are breaking them while fighting. Or fucking because obviously that's why you've been gone. Or what your doing while I'm gone."

Sanemi stood in place, his eyes landed on the Golden band on the ground. The band that reminded him of his mother's golden earrings. His lip trembled. That jewelry was the exact brand his mother used as well..

Genya's face showed a feeling of sympathy. He knew I was working hard, I told him on the way here.

Genya frowned and walked towards me pulling me away from the scene, I walked solemnly next to him, tears still flowing from my eyes.

As I walked away I saw Sanemi's act falter staring at the gifts on the ground. It means nothing now, so why does he even care their meaningless if the person who gave them to you doesn't mean anything to you. I'm just another woman after all. That's all I meant to him.

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A few months later.. (5 months)

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I had started to live with Genya, he didn't mind at all, at least that's what he told me. I hope he doesn't mind. I take care of the place though, I clean, cook and take care of everything. I might as well show my gratitude..

But everything felt so, werid. He was Sanemi's brother after all.. the man whom cheated on me. Genya said that he didn't care if he was related to him I still deserved someone's help, whether that be him or someone else.

I actually haven't seen Genya talk to Sanemi at all. I have been ignoring him since the incident and from what I've heard, he's falling apart.. Good. I felt bad of course but a little part of me knew he deserved it. He was falling behind in work and his Tsugoku was still as needy as ever. God, I hate her so much she's such a pain in my ass.

I mean you would think that she would at least be a decent person and leave you alone. But no, she was always bitter and acted like she was better because Sanemi chose her. I didn't care, it's what I'll always tell myself. It's been months since then, I wanted to be over it. But no matter how hard I try I always circle back to the same memory.. At least Genya was there, he always was..

Everytime I came home sad or upset he'll somehow always be there, even when he was on missions! I would get letters,

"Are you alright Y/n?"

"Just checking in"

"I'll be home soon don't worry."

He always looked out for me since then, he was a very sweet man. Opposite from his brother, he hasn't touched a girl in his life, it was a bit comical but I wouldn't mind being that first girl for him.

Maybe 3 months after that incident.. I started to have feelings for him, he was always there.. like I said. He was a sweet person after all. I wished he had feelings for me but I just have never seen it, it hurt. But I think I could live with being just friends with him, it was enough.

Currently, I had just gotten home from a mission. Genya and I were sending letter's back and forth no wonder this mission took forever I was just so distracted. My face heated up thinking about him. God what kind of person am I falling for my ex boyfriends brother.. is that bad? It sounds bad.

I sighed, walking through the door I quickly take my shoes off. I'm so tired, and dirty.. I definitely need a bath.. I ran my hands through my hair,

"Y/n? Your home?" I heard that sweet voice I quickly walked in the direction of it.

"Genya?.. You're off your mission too? I thought you said in your letter that it would take a few more days.."

Genya smiled, noting that I had remembered that detail.

"Ah, well my mission came to an end quickly actually.. I thought it would take longer.. that demon was rather hard to catch." He chuckled lightly.

I smiled and mended my hands together in front of me, "Well I'm glad it's over. I heard it was a higher ranked mission. I was a bit worried.. Are you hurt at all?"

He perked his head up at that and shook his head, "No, just a little bit on my shoulder.. I kinda got thrown into a wall.." he spoke a bit embarrassed.

I laughed, "well.. I'm glad your alright hm?"

"Yea!.."

Slience lingered a bit, of course it wasn't that awkward type of slience it was that type that was oddly comforting in a way.. I started to walk to the bedroom when I heard his voice.

"And what about you?" He paused. "Are you hurt?.." I watched as his hand rubbed his neck nervously.

I smiled again, "I'm alright, thanks for asking Gen." I walked into the bedroom and shut the door behind me.

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I changed into more comfortable clothes, I took a deep breath. I am so glad to be out of those dirty clothes. I felt so gross.. that battle practically drenched me in sweat. I'm glad that bath was enjoyable at least..

I got ready to approach the door and open it but I stopped when I heard someone humming.. Genya was still up? I thought he would be asleep by now.. He's always up early in the morning..

I smiled faintly when I heard the melody he was humming. I hummed a bit too, just in a different room.. it was the melody I used to always hum when I was concentrated or doing something.. I can't believe he memorized it.. I let out a quiet laugh. Before I walked out I thought for a few minutes.. during these passed months he was always so sweet to me unlike his brother and he never once tried to start a fight with me before talking it out.. Why do things have to be so one sided? Maybe he did like me and I was just oblivious.. I blushed lightly and shook my head trying to rid of those thoughts and act naturally.

I walked out of the room and saw Genya sitting in the outside porch.. he was gazing up at the night sky.. looking at the stars..

It was pretty outside.. he looked so lost in thought that he didn't even realize I sat next to him.. The sky was faded into dark purple and blue hues as the stars and the crescent moon was the only source of light..

"Whatcha thinking about?"

Genya snapped out of thought as he heard me speak..

"Oh! Nothing.. just things.."

"That was very descriptive.." I joked lightly.

He let out a laugh and smiled, "Do you remember when we first met?" There was a period of silence before I spoke,

"Yes. It was a night just like this wasn't it? Now that I'm thinking about it.. a lot of the days or nights I've talked to you it always looked the same.." I paused "I guess things never change."

"Yea.." he seemed nervous.. he fumbled with his hands as he thought about what to say next..

"I have to tell you something Y/n.." he sighed softly as he built up some courage.. He sat up and looked at me his eyes showing a hint of bravery, just as he opened his mouth to speak, we heard banging on the door.

I jumped at the sound, it was 11PM at night who could possibly be banging on the door at this time of night.. Genya was startled too,

"Hold on let me get that.." Genya gets up and approached the door. Just as he was about to open it I heard the voice that I never wanted to really hear ever again..

"Genya?.. Can we talk please..?" It was a gruffy, deep voice that belonged to Sanemi.. Never in a thousand years would I believe that Sanemi came to Genya for help..

Genya froze at that voice, it seems he didn't think that Sanemi would talk to him ever again either.. he looked back at me and I quickly went into another room.. Nobody knew that I lived with Genya, especially Sanemi because we didn't know what reaction we would get out of him.. I heard the door open.. I leaned against the closed door of the room I was in silently listening in.

"Nemi? What are you doing here?.." Genya asked. I could tell from his tone that he was nervous..

"Didn't you hear what I said outside the door? I just want to talk.." he sighed.

"Right.." there was a pause.. "about what?.."

I could almost sense the frown that was inflicted upon Sanemi's face. I heard another deep exhale,

"Shit, I don't know what's wrong for wanting to talk to someone. I can't talk to Rin because it's like she doesn't give a shit about my problems."

Another pause of slience occured..

"and whose fault is that.. you did leave Y/n for her y'know.." Genya said barely above a whisper..

"I know! I know that.. Listen I didn't come here to hear your bitch attitude, I came here because your one of the only people that knows what happened that day and y/n won't talk to me.."

Oh I wonder why, asshole. I rolled my eyes.

"Well you did cheat on her.. if someone cheated on me I wouldn't want to talk to them either.. you need to take in her point of view too."

I heard rough steps roam throughout the home,

"weren't you going to marry her or something? What even happened to that.."

I looked down at the ground a bit in shock and sadness.. he was going to marry me? My fists clenched together..

"it's not like it even fucking matters now.. she hates me"

"No shit." Genya joked with some bitterness in his tone. I could tell he was still mad at Sanemi for doing such a thing in the first place.

Suddenly I felt the atmosphere change.. and the tension become almost suffocating.. I could hear clattering in the kitchen almost in a hurry,

"Wait!" Genya yelled.

I heard stomps collect to the porch and that's when I realized the most vital thing that I left out there.

My blade. My nichirin blade.. That's what Genya yelled about.. he yelled so he wouldn't see it.. but he did.

Slience in the air lingered like a band of tension waiting to snap. Until it did,

"What the fuck is this?" Sanemi paused, "This is Y/n's blade. Is.. is she here right now?"

Genya didn't speak I just heard his breathing..

"Listen she just needed somewhere to stay and-" Genya tried to finish before Sanemi interrupted him..

"She has money you idiot! Is this what she wanted? To stay with my brother so she could get back at me?" His tone was aggressive and rough

"No, no you have it all wrong-"

"I don't want to fucking hear it where is she?"

I stayed quiet in the bedroom.. I didn't want their relationship ruined more than it already has been.. it meant a lot to Genya to have his brother back.. sure he cared for me but I think his family matters more he shouldn't throw it all away for me.

I grabbed my things from the drawers and closet.. stuffing them into one big duffle bag that was under I heard footsteps storming towards this room.. I tried to pack faster that was until the door barged open.. hoping it was Genya I turned around..

But if course it was Sanemi.. he stared at me. Frozen in place, looking at the things I had stuffed in a duffle bag.. my messy attire consisting of the pajamas I usually only wore around Sanemi but now I was wearing around Genya..

I stared back at him, I stared at the vein that was twisting out of his forehead.. I stared at the veins trailing up his neck.. his hand fell from the door as he matched towards me.. Genya came in the room,

"Nemi Listen!" Genya yelled. But it was too late Sanemi was staring directly in my eyes our noses almost touching.. his eyes wider than before twitching with blind rage..

His voice was cold and stern, it felt like I was being filled with anxiety..

"Is this what you wanted? To make me mad? To get with my brother so you can have your revenge or whatever the hell you wanted from him or me?" I backed up and shook my head.

"You have it all wrong, Genya and I are just-"

"Friends? Yea okay like I'll believe that shit. Genya done ratted you out as soon as I saw your blade.."

Genya took his shoulder trying to get him to back away from me, Sanemi pushed him away into a nearby wall..

"Get off me. This is between me and her you have no right in this." Sanemi stared back at Genya..

Genya clutched his fists and looked at Sanemi back,

"I think I have a right to know what's gonna happen. I was there the night you cheated on her and I've been with her ever since."

Sanemi's eyes widened and he quickly turned towards Genya,

"You what? Has she been living with you this entire time?!" Sanemi Yelled. Genya looked at me and I nodded I took my chance and grabbed my things quickly making my way to the living room until Sanemi left Genya and stepped in front of me as soon as I made it close to the porch.

"Sanemi we have been broken up for months why do you still care?" I asked.. it's true why did he still care? Even if he thinks he still loves me I don't think I love him. Not anymore.. him coming after me like this was not like him at all.. I thought he was over this.

Genya walked out to the two of us, rubbing his shoulder tenderly I guess Sanemi pushed him into the wall pretty hard..

"She's Right. Why do you still want her? You have Rin.." Genya muttered..

"Because I regret what I did. Jesus fucking Christ I was sorry okay? I didn't realize what I had lost before I had lost it." Sanemi's voice shook as he stepped back.. He sighed and rubbed his face.

"But you getting with Genya was a whole different level of selfishness.. I know I'm a dick. But at least I wouldn't consider doing that."

"oh but it's fine to consider cheating on me after one argument right?" I talked back.

"Because like that wasn't selfish." Sanemi stared at me and furrowed his brow.

"Shut your damn mouth."

Genya walked next to me to ask if I was alright but Sanemi got even more furious after that,

"So your gonna choose her? Over your own fucking blood?" Sanemi clutched his fists..

Slience lingered.. Genya ignored him trying to focus on me.. I could tell it hurt him what Sanemi said.. He froze up for a second before trying to aid to me..

I looked at Sanemi,

"Listen leave Genya out of this you said he shouldn't be in an-" I was cut off by Sanemi throwing a vase at the wall.. I saw it shatter against the wall and shards fly everywhere.. my body covered Genya's and I had a large shard of glass slide against my skin.. cutting it open, blood leaked from my wound.

Genya's eyes widened.. and Sanemi stayed in place shocked that he hurt me.

I could see the anger in his eyes quickly dial down but he still said nothing...

Genya looked over at him, "Get out." Sanemi looked at Genya and spoke, "I didn't mean to I thought-"

"Get out right now Sanemi." Sanemi just looked down disappointed in himself and barged out the door slamming it behind him.

Genya quickly put his attention towards me.. "Fuck.. are you okay Y/n?" He stared at the wound his face twisting a bit in discomfort.

I winced feeling the sharp sting of the cut and Genya sighed he took my hand, blushing lightly to himself,

"Come with me I'll help.." I nodded also blushing a bit too..

Genya brought me to his bathroom making me sit in the edge of the toilet.. he quickly grabbed first aid and disinfectant..

"Hey, this is gonna sting a bit but I need to clean it.." Genya looked at me reassuringly "it'll be over in a second" he took a rag and gently wiped the blood that seeped from my cut and bit my lip..

"I'm sorry that happened.. I can't believe he did that."

Genya poured some disinfectant on the rag and lightly cleaned my wound, I winced. He looked up at me his eyes showing worry and concern as he continued to ramble,

"You alright?" He took the rag off after cleaning it and I nodded lightly.

He continued to take care of my wound carefully and gently as if he touched me too roughly I'd break.

"Don't think about what happened too much okay? I don't uhm need you worrying."

"And I know you still wonder sometimes if you were enough and, you are."

"it's Sanemi and y'know how he is.." Genya looked up at me for a response but I seemed zoned out.. I saw him blush and I raised my brow.. wondering what was making him so flustered.

"Y'know.." he started, I looked at him staring at his jet black mohawk.. and his eyes..

He bit his lip but he continued anyway..

"You deserve someone better Like.." he paused again..

I tilted my head.. I had a feeling what he was going to say and I wanted him to say It.. I started to develop feelings for him too and I was really hoping I wasn't wrong about what he wanted to say.. he finished wrapping my arm in white bandages,

"Like who?"

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"Like me." He muttered.. His cheeks faded into a deep red as well as mine.. Oh my god so it wasn't one sided.. I was just oblivious! I smiled happily and spoke,

"Was that a confession?"

He looked down shyly..

"Uh, I guess so? Yea I uhm I like you." He looked like a shy child at that moment and I giggled lightly..

"I like you too." Genya looked up at me and his face was now a tomato "Say what? Wait can you say that again?.." he scratched the back of his head looking into my eyes anticipating hoping I would say it again..

"I like you too."

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Idk this might've been a bit rushed but this was my first angst Imagine anyway I hope you guys like it!

[tanjirosjuliet]

Lipstick

Pairings - tanjiro x gender neutral reader

Genre - pure fluff.

Warnings - none!

Words - 1.6k+

Reading time - 5 minutes if you're average, 12 minutes if you're slow💀

As night falls, you and Tanjiro find yourselves in the comfort and safety of your shared bedroom. The room is adorned with warm, earthy tones, with a small window allowing the moonlight to softly illuminate the space. The floor is covered with soft, woven mats, and a low table holds a small lantern, casting a gentle glow around the room.

Tanjiro, wearing his customary Demon Slayer uniform, sits on one of the mats, his back against the wall as he gazes at you with a caring smile. He reaches out his hand, inviting you to sit beside him. "Come, y/n, let's take a moment to rest and gather our thoughts after such a long day."

You join him, settling yourself comfortably beside him. The air inside the room feels calm and peaceful, providing a much-needed respite from the heaviness of the day's events. Tanjiro's presence brings a sense of reassurance, offering support and stability in the face of adversity.

He gently wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into a warm embrace. "I'm glad we could find a moment of peace amidst everything that's happened," he murmurs softly, his breath warm against your ear. "Remember to take care of yourself as well, y/n. It's easy to become overwhelmed when we witness such cruelty and suffering. But we must also remember to find strength in our moments of rest."

Tanjiro's comforting words fill the room, creating a soothing atmosphere that envelopes you both. His touch and his presence radiate a sense of protection, reminding you that you're not alone in the midst of these difficulties.

"We'll face the challenges that lie ahead together, y/n," he continues, his voice steady and reassuring. "We'll continue to support each other and never lose sight of the goal that led us here—to bring justice and protect those who cannot protect themselves."

With those words, a sense of determination and resilience fills the air, intertwining with the tranquility of the room. It's a reminder that even in the face of darkness, there is always a flicker of hope to guide the way.

As you and Tanjiro settle down for the night, the weight of the day gradually lifts. You find solace in each other's presence, knowing that you have a companion who will walk beside you on this challenging journey.

You get up and start applying your new red lipstick that Tanjiro bought you the exact day.

Tanjiro blinks in confusion, watching you apply lipstick while preparing for sleep. His eyebrows knit together in a mild perplexity, and he speaks up with a gentle tone. "Uh, y/n, if you don't mind me asking, why are you applying lipstick before going to sleep? Is there a specific reason?"

You stay silent, smiling and saying nothing. Letting Tanjiros curiosity take the best of him.

Curiosity laces his voice, his kind and honest nature shining through. Although he is unsure of the purpose, he respects and values your choices and wishes to understand better. Tanjiro's concern for your well-being and willingness to listen are evident as he patiently waits for your response.

Nezuko, who is resting nearby, looks up from her slumber, tilting her head curiously at the sight. She seems equally puzzled by your nighttime activity.

Awaiting your explanation, Tanjiro's eyes remain fixed on you, his expression a mixture of curiosity and genuine care. He's ready to listen and offer his support, as he always does.

You walk towards the bed where Tanjiro is laying down, still staring at you with visible curiosity.

You lean down and cup Tanjiro's pretty face and then begin to pepper his face with millions of kisses, leaving the trail of your red lipstick all over his face and neck, also giving small love bites on his neck where his moles are.

Tanjiro's eyes widen in surprise as you shower him with kisses, leaving traces of your lipstick on his face and neck. A soft chuckle escapes his lips, his cheeks turning a warm shade of pink. He tries to stifle his laughter, finding your playful affection endearing.

Giggling, he gently cups your face with his hands, returning your affection with a few gentle kisses of his own. His lips leave a trail of warmth against your skin, creating a playful exchange between the two of you.

Nezuko watches with curiosity from her spot, her eyes widening as she observes the affectionate display. Though she cannot express herself verbally, her small smile reflects her happiness for the bond she sees between you and Tanjiro.

Tanjiro's eyes meet yours, filled with warmth and affection, as he whispers, "You always find a way to make me smile, y/n. Even in the most unexpected moments." He leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you for brightening up my day."

His gratitude and appreciation radiate through his words, enveloping the room with a sense of joy and love. In that moment, you both find solace in each other's presence, cherishing the simple moments that strengthen your bond.

As you continue to exchange affectionate gestures, laughter and love fill the air, creating a cherished memory that will stay with you both as you drift off to sleep, embraced by the warmth of each other's love.

As the morning sun gently filters through the room, you and Tanjiro begin to stir from your slumber. However, your peaceful awakening is abruptly interrupted by the high-pitched screams of Zenitsu. His voice rings throughout the house, carrying a mix of excitement and astonishment.

Tanjiro, still groggy from sleep, blinks his eyes open, his mind catching up with the commotion around him. He quickly realizes the reason for Zenitsu's outburst as he touches his face and feels the lingering traces of lipstick marks still adorning his skin.

With a faint blush on his cheeks, Tanjiro glances at you, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He gently nudges you, silently indicating the situation unfolding around you.

Nezuko, who has also woken up, sits up beside you and lets out a small giggle, covering her mouth with her hands. She seems to find the whole scenario amusing.

Amidst Zenitsu's continued exclamations about how lucky Tanjiro is to have someone as lovely as you, Tanjiro tries to suppress his laughter. He reaches for a nearby cloth and begins to wipe the lipstick marks from his face, his cheeks still tinted pink.

"Zenitsu," Tanjiro finally interjects, unable to contain his amusement any longer, "It's not what you think. Y/n was just... expressing their affection. But thank you for the compliments." He grins warmly, clearly entertained by the situation.

Zenitsu's expression shifts from awe to disappointment as he processes Tanjiro's explanation. He pouts for a moment before muttering something about love being unfair and turns to leave, muttering to himself.

"So I was wrong ugh" Zenitsu muttered under his breath.

With the commotion settling down, Tanjiro turns back to you, his smile still lingering. He leans in closer, his voice soft and filled with affection. "I didn't mind the lipstick marks, y/n. It was actually quite sweet. Thank you for showing me your affection in such a unique way."

His gratitude and warmth shine in his eyes as he gazes at you, his hand gently reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from your face. In this lighthearted moment, you both share a silent understanding and a strengthened connection, cherishing the quirks that make your relationship special.

The morning continues, filled with laughter and camaraderie, as you and Tanjiro embark on another day together, ready to face any challenges that may come your way.

Zenitsu's eyes wander over Tanjiros and y/n's neck as he points out the love bites on both Tanjiro's and your neck

"Uhm...did you do something last night?~" Zenitsu tries to tease you and Tanjiro.

A sudden wave of embarrassment washes over both of you. The realization of the visible mark on your skin sends your faces turning crimson, matching the intensity of your blush.

Tanjiro stammers for a moment, searching for words to respond but only managing to utter a faint "Oh." He glances at you, his eyes wide with a mix of surprise and bashfulness.

Nezuko, who had been observing the situation with curiosity, suddenly covers her mouth, trying to stifle a giggle. She looks between the two of you with amusement, realizing the innocence of the situation. But she remains quiet, careful not to intrude further.

Tanjiro clears his throat, his voice coming out slightly shaky. "Uh, y/n, I... um, I didn't realize... But, well, it's okay, I suppose. These things happen, right?" He tries to play it cool despite the deep shade of red on his face.

You nod, feeling your heart race with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. "Yeah, you're right, Tanjiro. These things do happen. We can just... uh, explain it somehow." Your voice trails off, as you too find it challenging to regain composure.

Zenitsu, oblivious to the tension, continues to express his disbelief and admiration, unaware of the embarrassment he's causing. He swoons dramatically, celebrating the fact that love is in the air for the both of you.

As the initial shock wears off, you and Tanjiro exchange a glance, your eyes conveying a silent agreement. You both decide to embrace the love bite as a symbol of your affection, a secret between just the two of you.

Gathering your courage, you reach for Tanjiro's hand, intertwining your fingers with his, silently assuring each other that you will navigate through this embarrassment together.

With a newfound strength, you face Zenitsu, mustering a smile and offering him a grateful nod. While still blushing, you express your gratitude for his support, albeit veiled in embarrassment. Zenitsu, ever the dramatic one, seems satisfied with your response and leaves with a satisfied smile.

As the day continues, you and Tanjiro share stolen glances, the love bite serving as a reminder of the deep connection between you. Although embarrassment remains, a sense of appreciation and tenderness blossoms amidst the blushes and shy smiles.

Together, you navigate through the day, holding each other's hands and finding comfort in the strength of your bond. The love bite becomes a treasured secret, a mark of the love and affection that sets your relationship apart.

And so, with newfound courage and an unspoken promise, you face the world hand in hand, ready to embrace both the joys and challenges that lie ahead, secure in the knowledge that your love for each other will guide you through.

MASTERLIST

[loverofgenya]

３０ ｄａｙｓ ｏｆ Ｐｒｉｄｅ!

Day 6 ; Tanjiro Kamado x Fem!Reader (By Anon)

Hello I hope you're doing well<3......Can I please request a Tanjiro x Fem!reader where Tanjiro just has a huge crush on reader and he is so obvious about it (but doesn't know that he is) but since hes too shy confess, so reader confesses first and everything just gets super fluffy 💝

Tanjiro could only shuffle nervously, the blush on his face increasing with each passing second. The female before him stared in worry at his red face, his eyes darting everywhere.

"Tanjiro? Is eveyrhting ok?" [Name] questioned, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

Not trusting his voice, Tanjiro nodded with a shaky smile. Puffing hier cheeks in annoyance, the female took a step forward and placed a kiss on the males cheek.

"Talk to meeeee! I like you and your voice and it makes me sad to se you all quiet" A frown filed her face as she talked.

Face flushing even more, Tanjiro opened his mouth and stuttered out. "You-You like me!? Like, Like-Like me?"

Giggling at his state, [Name] nodded. "Yes! I like like you! I wanna be your girlfriend!"

Wrapping his arms around the female, Tanjiro squeezed her tight. "I wanna be your boyfriend too!!"

[febuary30thday]

Muichiro Sick HCs

Sorry for being inactive guys, I had a lot of tests, quizzes, and projects to do for the last 2 weeks of school. Since next week is my last week of school, feel free to request things as comments on this post, and I'll see if I can get to them, thank you!

As an apology, have some sick Muichiro HCs in honor of his backstory being released and Swordsmith Village Arc in general. This version of Muichiro HCs is platonic, no yandere, but I'll do a romantic Muichiro HCs soon enough. However before I get to requests, I'll do Sick Mitsuri.

Because of his strict training regime, he can't really accept the fact that he's sick and needs to rest.

He's coughed up blood before while training, and he's fine, so what's a little fever to him?

A lot, actually

His body almost collapses on him because he's been ignoring his fever for so long

Once you heard the news, you rushed over to his house. The Kakushi were taking care of him, but skedaddled when they saw you.

"Cowards. I'm not even that scary."

That was a complete lie, you looked like you were about to murder them, and you holding your katana like you were about to strike only confirmed their opinions

He had a wet towel on his head, and his breathing was heavy

"Muichiro, can you hear me?"

He turns to you, his face blank, despite his heavy breathing

"Of course, you would look at me like that."

He blinks, and his crow starts yelling at you while standing protectively near him to make sure he's okay.

"Relax, Little Miss Sassy, I'm here to care for him because he obviously can't ask for help. *Sigh* I'm going to die early because of you, y'know that? I'm only 17, and I'm never going to get married because you're going to kill me."

You look at him. "If you keep doing this, you're going to die early."

You go make him some soup, and because of his slight hatred of being treated like a child, he ate it himself.

You also gave him so comfier clothes to change into, because he was overheating.

You made sure to call Kocho to take of him, and when she got there, she thanked you for letting her know but when she finished, you stayed by his side for the rest of the day.

He doesn't remember who you are sometime, but he feels happy near you.

He also was very happy you stayed, because it made him happy, like his heart fluttered.

His crow doesn't like you at all, but you don't really care.

Your crow and his crow are always at each other's necks, and it's funny to watch.

"Rest now, Muichiro. You'll need it."

After he got better, you scolded him, but he doesn't listen

He just stuck his tongue out at you

The Hashira think the relationship between you two is cute, and Shinobu frequently teases you about it, using words like "son", and "mother" when talking about you and Muichiro

She asks if you're going to take Nezuko and Tanjiro as your children if you ever get the chance

You denied it

Well, you did end up doing that.

One big traumatized family

Spoiler: When Muichiro dies, you start crying, even while fighting Kokushibo alongside him

You die at the hands of Muzan

Muichiro thinks of you like an elephant. Because of your heavy presence and how loud you are, but how you care for him like he's your son or family in general. Elephants have close bonds with family in general.

[mysicklove-main]

Pairings: Widowed! Fem! Reader x Lovesick! Tanjiro

Word Count: 5.3k

Warnings: Previous Rengoku x Reader, Angst (but also not?)with bitter sweet ending, but def some fluff moments, SEASON 2 SPOILERS, Character death, Pining, Depression, lack of eating, grief, crying, delusion, maybe mental illness?

Summary: Tanjiro has finally won you over. You are finally his, but how is he supposed to respond when you begin to call him by your ex-fiances name?

Tanjiro has so much love to give. He couldn't help it, after the passing of his whole family he needed to transfer it to someone. Nezuko holds a good portion of it, and so do Zenitsu, Inosuke, and his master, and of course the Hashiras, but it was nothing compared to what he felt for you.

You came into his life so suddenly, falling in love with you was so easy. The passion in your voice when you talked of demons, you hated them, but you weren't like all the other slayers. You felt compassion toward them, they suffer so much, and nobody deserves a cruel death. You were kind, even to creatures who didn't deserve it.

You never wanted to be a slayer. You were forced into it when the village of your family was slaughtered. It was your duty, whether you liked it or not. He vowed to extinguish Muzan so that you wouldn't have to fight anymore.

He fell for your personality. So, teasing, knowing just how to make blush and stumble over his words. The perfect mediator between the three of them, knowing what exactly to say to make each and everyone happy. You were so soft-hearted, but fierce, having some sort of sisterly protectiveness over Nezuko.

But you weren't his. Only a couple days of knowing the flame Hashira, you fell, all the while he was healing at the butterfly mansion. He wished he convinced you to train with him there instead of leaving you alone with a high-rank demon slayer. But he couldn't turn back time.

He could understand, Rengoku was stronger than he will ever be. He would be able to end the demon race if you asked him to. He was kind too, and loved by all. The two of you were a great couple.

Even so, envy tore at him. He hated himself for it. He couldn't even be mad at the two of you. He loved you both so much.

Selfishly as he felt, he was glad that the five of you remained on missions together. He didn't know what he would do if you told him that you would stick with Rengoku. He didn't know why you decided to stick with his group, but although he shouldn't, he felt his heart beat faster. He wanted to know if you wanted to stick with him rather than the group. He would never ask.

So here the five of you were, walking east to kill a demon that seemed to be targeting elderly people. You sit on top of Nezukos box, facing behind Tanjiro, kicking your legs out mindlessly. He doesn't mind the extra weight, he says that it helps him with training, but in reality, he likes the idea of supporting you, as silly as it sounds considering you can easily walk.

“It's not fair Tanjiro! Why do you get to carry all the pretty girls? Y/N-chan~do you want to get on my back?” Zenitsu complains pulling on Tanjiros feet. He is now holding three people's body weight, without a sign of distress.

He quickly argues, not wanting to give this up. “Sorry Zenitsu, but I think it's a good idea for Y/N to stick with me so that she can watch our backs.” It was a ridiculous response. No demons are coming to lurk in the day. But Zenitsu just whines and cries, still on the floor being dragged.

You glance down at the blonde. “Wow, Tanjiro, how impressive, being able to carry three people with no sweat.” He blushes and smiles. Another thing he fell for, is how often you complimented him, with no malice intent, simply because you truly believed it.

“It's no big deal, really! I guess the Butterfly Mansion trained me pretty well,” He says, tilting his head back to get a look at you, you grin at him and his eyes light up, before turning back ahead.

Suddenly, his back feels lighter so he turns around. You were gone. He blinks. “Hey! Give me the demon! And the both of you get on my back! I am stronger than the both of you combined!” Inosuke shouts before trying to pick him up. You were perched upon one shoulder, giving the boy a small, cute wave while Zenitsu was being held, much less gently, in his other arm.

“Hey! Inosuke, put them down! Look at Zenitsu, he is obviously uncomfortable,” He scolds all the while you laugh, and Zenitsu cries out, “Save me Tanjiro!”.

“And why should I? I have to prove that I am the strongest demon slayer out there!” The boar continues and you smile softly before jumping off of his shoulder and in front of him.

You tap the snout of his mask playfully. “Sorry Inosuke, but I think that title goes to Kyojuro. I watched him carry five Hashiras with no sweat.” You sigh and stare off whimsically. “I miss him.” Inosuke drops the blonde with a huff but doesn't say anything.

Tanjiro smiles softly, and hurtfully. You called him by his first name. Nobody, other than maybe the other Hashiras calls him that. He knew it was real, but he thought that maybe with this trip it would go back to what things were like before you met the flame wielder. Maybe he could pretend it never happened. He was wrong.

Zenitsu stands up and taps on his shoulder, with a knowing smile. He was always good at picking these things up. Tanjiro smiles back with a small nod, and stares back at you, who was teasing Inosuke and making him even more angry. You wore that smile that lit up the room. He couldn't help but stare.

If only things were different.

You arrive at the town in the late evening and immediately Tanjiro asked the group to split up to track the demon. Zenitsu and Inosuke went left, while you, him, and Nezuko, still in the box, went right.

You didn't have a strong nose like he did, but your eyesight was sharp. It was easy for you to spot demons in the distance, better than a normal person. It made the two of you a good team, while he closed his eyes to track the demon, you could spot any threats approaching. That's exactly what you guys were doing now.

He takes a deep breath, and suddenly he can sense the trail of where the demon was at. Above. They were hopping from rooftop to rooftop snatching up helpless people. “You got it?” You whisper, trying not to throw his focus off balance.

He nods with a small grunt and you nod in return. “They are up on top. I don't…They don't smell that strong, I can kill them, if you want to stay here.” He always asked you this. He knows how much you hate doing this. If he could make it a little easier on you, he would exert himself more.

You reach up to pat his head with a smile, while he refrains from blushing. “My Tanjiro, so kind. You trying to leave me?” You tease and he rapidly shakes his head. This was basically routine for the two of you, but every time it makes his heart pound. My Tanjiro. Even if you were teasing him, he loved when that word fell from your mouth. “Sorry, I can't let you do that. Besides, now that I am engaged to a Hashira, I have to get some training in!”

His world stops. Engaged. You never told him the two of you were engaged. To be wed. He gulps. Did he ever have a chance now? He was spiraling and he misses the way you are frantically yelling his name.

Suddenly, there is the smell of your blood and he is on the floor. He blinks back into reality, to you above him, eyes squinting in pain. His eyes travel to the gash in your shoulder and his eyes widen. “You with me? I was screaming your name! The demon is here!” You had pushed him down and taken the blow of the demon's claws when he went unresponsive.

He lets out a shaky huff, mouth slightly open as the regret seeps in. His eyes go wide as he stares at the large gash, without tended, you could bleed out.

He lets himself look away, and toward the demon who was now licking his blood-soaked claws with delight. He was tall, abnormally skinny, and what he could tell, weak. Like he had only consumed two or three humans. When he catches Tanjiro's stare he grins maliciously. “My my, your girlfriend, tastes fantastic. C'mon, can't I just have another bite?”

You are trembling above him. He feels nauseated at the smell and pissed at the sight ahead of him. He ignores the demon's words and instead takes to helping you. He quickly manages to turn you over and leans you against a wall. He grabs a bandage from his pocket and hands it to you. “Place it on the wound. I have to kill him first before I can apply medicine. You're going to be fine. Completely fine.” He reassures mostly himself because he couldn't bear to think of what would happen if you were not.

You smile at him and guilt continues to pull at his feet. If he wasn't so distracted this would never happen. He should have expected you to say something like that. I mean it wasn't uncommon for people to get married that quickly.

He stands to his feet and glares at the demon, before raising his sword. The creature can't even mumble another insult before his head is cut off.

It makes your eyes widen. You have never seen Tanjiro move so quickly.

He doesn't spare the demon another glance before he is turning back to you. He kneels in front of you, eyes wide and worried. “Are you alright? C'mon, let's get you to an inn.” You nod with a small groan before trying to pick yourself off the floor. “Hey, don't move. I got you, keep the bandage on the wound. It's going to be alright.” He picks you up effortlessly, and sprints toward the closest inn, as you groan into his chest. “I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Can you use total concentration breathing to help with the pain?” You nod and focus on your breathing. Adrenaline was pulsing through his veins as he nearly screamed at the poor old lady that own the place for overnight stays.

He quickly pays for the room, before slamming the door shut and setting you on the floor. He quickly sets Nezuko down across the room, trying to leave some breathing room away from the blood. Then he grabs all the medicine he has in his kimono from Ms. Tamayo.

He gently pulls off your kimono, unphased for the first time at the thought of undressing you due to the circumstances. He daps the medicine on and you hiss. His hand flinches at the noise and the guilt comes flooding back gain. “I'm so sorry, Y/N. I don't know what has gotten into me.”

“It's alright. I'm okay. I just really hope this isn't too bad of a wound.” You pause with a wince when he begins to wrap your shoulder. “My crow told me we have a mission with Kyojuro.” He pauses his movements.

“All of us?”

“Yeah. So that you can figure out more about your fire, or whatever breathing you have.” Your response comes out shaky and he tries to stay completely focused. But even so, his mind drifted. He wondered what that was going to be like, watching the two of you actually interact for the first time. He was gone when he found out about your relationship status. In a couple of days, he was going watch someone he is in love with act like an engaged couple to someone else.

He had to take a deep shaky breath as he finished wrapping the wound. “Alright. I finished, does it feel alright?”

Your head falls forward onto his shoulder and he blushes slightly. “Yeah. Feels fine. Thank you.”

His eyes soften and he feels tears begin to form. “Don't cry. I am fine. Just tired,” You mumble into his neck and he wraps his arms around you and does cry softly. His body softly trembles and he feels you use your good arm to wrap his back, trying to soothe him.

The two of you are asleep in one another's arms by the time Inosuke and Zenitsu found you.

Tanjiro hates that he likes Rengoku. He hates that he idolizes him, and looks up to him. He hates that he wants to be like him.

It would be so much easier to hate him. It wouldn't hurt as much.

He watches every interaction between the two of you. Watches the way you giggle as you feed him bento boxes, the way you stick so closely to him, the way you look at him like he is the only person in the room. The way Tanjiro looks at you.

The worst of it though had to be when you needed help. You always used to turn to him, trusting him completely to stop the demon. He didn't need you to be strong, he knew you didn't want to be, he just needed you there. But now, he watches you grip the flame Hashira kimono with wide, fearful, eyes. He could barely stand it, so Zenitsu pulls him away.

He listened to you when you babbled on in his lap about wedding plans. Cringing and having to excuse himself when he saw the way the two of you looked so fondly of one another, the way he kissed you so gently. What Tanjiro has been thinking about since the first day he met you.

You teased Rengoku, the way you used to tease him, but unlike himself, Rengoku knew what to say to make you blush in return.

Envy. He has never felt this until he met the flame Hashira.

Everything that Tanjiro wanted, Rengoku had. The strength, the charisma, the kindness, the technique, and now you. He had wanted to be Rengoku.

The thoughts clouded his mind until the Harishira took his last breath.

You screamed, you sobbed into the bloody body that was never coming back and Tanjiro watched feeling his own tears drip down his face. Heard his own yelling fall from his mouth.

When he heard the soft final speech come out of his mouth, guilt once again pulled at him. This entire time Tanjiro has been lusting after his lover, and still until the end he was kind. He must have known, because when Rengoku whispered, “Take care of her for me. She loves you, you know.” in his ear, the flame Hashira still smiled.

He watches him lean closer and whisper something into your ear. Tears fell and you gripped onto him, how desperately he wants to know what he said to you. But how could he ever ask?

He watches you kiss one last time, and he didn't feel angry, jealous, or hurt, he felt dread. He realized at this point that he would rather watch you get married thousands of times to different men if you didn't have to experience this pain.

But what could he do to stop it? He can't save someone who is already dead.

You became a shell of a person. He understood, he had gone through it. He was patient. They all were.

You didn't speak for the first month. He began to get worried. You would stare far off into the distance, for long periods of time. You didn't eat. He basically had to beg you every meal.

The only time you spoke was when you visited Rengoku's brother and father. You were kind and gentle to the boy and he adored you, even in your broken state. You had that effect on people.

He watched you carefully. He made sure you didn't leave his sight for too long, your scent was so distressed, he didn't know what you would do. Nezuko could sense it too, tears would fall from her eyes when she buried her face into your stomach and chest.

Inosuke was quieter, also grieving, and Zenitsu would refrain from making lustful jokes about you. It was strange, all of it.

The five of you are staying at the butterfly mansion to heal. You lay in bed, way too early to be asleep and Tanjiro comes in bringing a plate full of food. “Afternoon, Y/N. How are you feeling?” He asks softly and you turn toward him with a small, hurt smile.

“I'm okay,” The same answer as usual. He was fine with this answer, some days you would say, “I don't know”. Those were the roughest, the days you wouldn't eat for hours, where you didn't leave the bed. So, he was grateful for “okay”.

“I brought you food. Udon. Zenitsu bought it from the store nearby. It's really good. I think you'll like it.” You stare at the food for a long period of time in silence. “Please eat. For me?”

“Okay.”

He sighs and sits down in front of your body. “Thank you. I'll leave it here, alright?” He pauses to wait for a response. A slight nod. “Okay, great. I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N. Sleep well.”

He stands up, but your soft voice makes him turn around. “Tanjiro, do you want to hear what Kyojuro's last words were to me?” He did, desperately.

“If you are comfortable sharing with me.”

You go quiet for a long time, and Tanjiro thinks that you changed your mind. “You don't have to share, Y/N.”

You shake your head. “He told me that you were in love with me.” It's so quiet that he can barely hear it. His shoulders drop and his eyes widen. He stares unable to move, your glazed eyes keep him pinned. “He told me that I should marry you instead.”

He gulps. Thoughts flood his brain and he opens his mouth to speak, but he can't. He doesn't know what to do. The only thing he could manage to get out was, “W-Why?”

You turn around, staring at the ceiling instead. “You are kind. You can protect me. You are strong. I know why he said it Tanjiro, you are the best option for me.”

His world seems to flip. For months he internally begged for those words to come out, but now he doesn't know what to do. “Is this what you want?” If you are only going to try because Rengoku said so, he would still be happy honestly, but he doesn't want you to suffer.

Silence again. “I don't know. I love him Tanjiro, you know I do.” He ignores the pain in his heart. You turn toward him. “I want to try. I think he is right. I'll be yours. If you'll have me, of course.”

He stumbles forward, and kneels down next to your cot, before grabbing one of your hands. He leans forward in a bow, forehead touching the back of your hand. “I’ll have you. I promise to protect you with my life, Y/N. I won't make that mistake again. I won’t let you get hurt.”

You smile at him and use your other hand to pat his head. You let out a small laugh, and Tanjiro looks up hopeful. This was your first laugh since his passing. “I'm not completely useless Tanjiro, y'know I am a demon slayer.” And you were teasing him. This had to be a good sign.

He nods his head. “Yeah of course! I was just saying, just in case.”

“I know. But Tanjiro…” You drop your hand and he hums, waiting patiently on the floor next to you. “I want to go slow. I just don't think I am going to be in the right headspace for a while. I'm sorry.”

“Of course! I understand completely! Don't feel sorry Y/N, I am willing to wait years if I have to.” You smile softly at him and he presses a soft kiss to your hand before standing up. “Okay, enjoy your meal Y/N! I will be in my room, call me if you need anything.”

When he walks out of the room, he is blushing like a maniac. He walks to his room with wobbly legs, not believing this is real. He knows he shouldn't be thinking like this, especially because you are still so hurt over Rengoku, but he can't help it. He has been waiting for this.

He vows to treat you as well, or maybe even better than the flame Hashira, for Rengoku's last request. And maybe for his own personal needs as well.

You were right, it was a slow process. You guys have been “dating” for a month and there has not been much progress. The two of you haven't even kissed yet.

He wasn't upset about it. If Tanjiro was anything, he was a patient man.

What was more important was your mourning process. He has been with you every single day, on the days that are easier he talks to you about it, and on the days that are harder, he holds you. He tells you how he misses the man too, and he hopes it makes you feel less alone.

He doesn't stop his missions, making one or two-day trips with Zenitsu and Inosuke, leaving Nezuko with you just in case. She provides you with comfort, whenever he comes home late he always finds the two of you curling up next to you.

After a month, you have been leaving the house to go outside. The first time he sees you in broad daylight, he smiles so wide, that you were forced to smile back. “How are you? Are you feeling alright?” He presses and you hold onto his hand. Another thing that the two of you were allowed to do. He loves it.

“I'm doing good.” Not just okay. Good. After two months of grieving, you are beginning to recover. He was unbelievably grateful.

You began to get back into training, with Tanjiro guiding you. You began to eat more and sleep less. You began to laugh and smile again.

And the two of you were doing perfect. He almost passes out the first time you sit on his lap mid-conversation with Inosuke. The boar left the room immediately and you lean your head on Tanjiro's chest and gaze up at him. “Can you sleep next to me tonight? I feel so alone.”

He blushes. “Yeah, of course! Do you want to ask anyone else too?”

“Just you.” He goes silent, wrapping his arms around your frame, and nods. His face is burning up, but by god, he is so unbelievably happy.

That night was the first night you kissed him. It was soft, just a small goodnight peck, but even so, Tanjiro brought his fingers to his lips in pure awe.

He lays in a cot next to yours and stares. He can't help it. He is in awe of the whole situation. He never thought that this would truly happen. He thought this fantasy would remain in his dreams.

But of course, not everything is sunshine and rainbows.

He wakes up in the middle of the night to hear your sobs. Your eyes were closed. You were having a nightmare. “Don't go. Please don't go.” He hears you mumble. He quickly shakes you awake, and your eyes fly open in fear.

This was when everything all began. Maybe if he stopped it earlier it wouldn't have progressed. But how could he if this is what you needed?

You cling onto him, sobbing into his neck. “Kyojuro. Oh, Kyojuro, you're here, you're here. Kyojuro!”

He freezes in place. Were you still dreaming? “No, Y/N, it's Tanjiro,” He says softly near your ear.

The sobs don't stop. You shake your head. “I missed you! How could you leave me all alone!”

He gulps, closing his eyes, as you tremble on him. He hates seeing you like this. You must be dreaming, so he should do what he promised to do. Protect you. “I'm here. I know, I know. I'm sorry Y/N, I didn't mean to leave you. Shhh. You're safe, I'm not going anywhere.”

“Oh, Kyojuro. Kyojuro.” As each name falls from your lips he feels his heart getting stabbed. He holds you tightly, rocking your body back and forth hopefully lulling you to sleep. He can't take much more of it, especially since he thought things were going so well.

You do fall asleep, still clinging on to him and the second he senses your rhythmic breathing he lets the tears fall into the night.

He expected you to have another one of those days when you woke up. The days when you don't leave the bed. But it was quite the opposite, you seemed to be more ecstatic than you were in days. Training with Inosuke, teasing Zenitsu, and hanging off of himself.

Maybe what he did was right. It helped put you to sleep, now you are well rested. It helps with recovery.

“Kyojuro!” Everyone freezes when they hear your calling. You are running toward him back from training, as he sits on the steps of your porch. He stares at you with a blank face when you approach him, slightly panting from the run. You quickly kiss his cheek, and grin at him. He touches the spot with his hand, completely shocked. You have never done that to him. “Tanjiro, why didn't you respond to my call? I know you could hear me!”

He must have heard you wrong. He was thinking about last night too much and it got his mind all strange. “Oh! Sorry, I was a little distracted. What's up, Y/N.”

“Just wanted to say hi to my fiance.” His eyes go wide and he blushes. He grabs the back of his neck nervously.

“O-Oh. Fiance? I assumed we were just….dating.” Of course, he has daydreamed about being your fiance the second you asked to try being in a relationship with him, but he assumed not due to you wanting to take it slow.

You cock your head to the side. “Of course, we are not dating. Do you…not want to be engaged to me anymore?” Your tone drops and he quickly stands up.

He shakes his hands in front of his face. “No! I love being engaged to you!” And just like that, your smile is back. He heaves a sigh of relief and smiles in return.

You pull him down to sit next to you on the steps and cling to his arm. He blushes profusely, due to your proximity, but tries not to squirm. “So, tell me about your flame breathing.”

He furrows his eyebrows and looks down at you. “You mean the discovery of my sun breathing?”

You blink at him and then laugh. “Oh yeah! Silly me, tell me about it.”

He blacks out talking to you about it, the whole time thinking about last night, what he had heard today, and now this. Was he going insane? Was his own jealousy of Rengoku causing this? He doesn't know and doesn't understand it.

But, honestly, he doesn't mind it. Even if he may be going a little crazy, he now has you, and that's all that matters.

Every night you seem to have that dream. You always wake up, cling onto him, and call him “Kyojuro”. He learns quickly that if he plays into the role it makes it end quicker. Besides, he enjoys having your warmth around, and in these moments you finally kiss him. For real, not a peck on the mouth or cheek.

Of course, he has kissed you for real, with you calling him by his real name, but in these moments he swears it's more passionate. Desperate even. He knows what he is doing is wrong and every morning he feels guilty for it, but he can't seem to stop. He loves the fact that he is not the only desperate one in the relationship.

He had tried once, truly. But when he kept denying his identity you would get angry. You would throw anything near you in your half-sleep state and threaten him. The only way to calm you down was to reassure you that he was Kyojuro, and he will always be with you. He never tried to deny you again.

But he was fine with it, in the morning you had no memory of it. Plus, you only accidentally call him that a couple of times. And you always end up calling him “Tanjiro” the next time. So really, it's fine.

You are currently in between one of your missions, and you guys were resting for the night. The last mission had gone well, in fact, you did what he missed so much. You clung to his kimono when a particular demon scared you. It was adorable, and just what he needed to end the creature in a heartbeat.

Now, Tanjiro lays his head in your lap, with his eyes closed and a small smile on his face. You are playing with his hair gently. “I think you should grow your hair out, Tanjiro.”

He opens his eyes and smiles. He pretends it's simply because you like long hair on men, not because of Rengokus' hair. “Hmm? You think so?”

“Yeah. You have such nice hair, Kyo”

He doesn't even flinch now. “It's Tanjiro, Y/N.”

“Hm? Yeah, I know, that's what I said,” You respond with a furrowed brow. He sighs, and nods, knowing best not to argue.

But he doesn't mind it that much. You know who he is really, and that's all that matters.

A couple of weeks go by and it's gotten worse. You call him by Rengoku's first name more than his real name. Now, everyone seems to notice. You guys can't go anywhere without causing some confusion with someone. He tells them his name is Tanjiro and you call him Kyojuro. It's bound to cause confusion.

He brushes it off. Besides being called by Rengoku's first name is a compliment.

Zenitsu and Inosuke have been getting upset at you. You don't understand why. He always saves you from the interrogation from his friends. He is protecting you like he promised both you and Rengoku.

After all of this, the only thing that actually upsets him now is when you call Nezuko, Senjuro. Rengoku's younger brother's name. That was the first fight the two of you had. You denied and denied that you called her that, but he knows you did. He heard the sad growl that slipped from her muzzle.

The two of you ignored one another until you had that dream. Like usual he lets you latch onto him and call him Kyojuro all you want. He kisses you deeply in the night.

You don't call her that as much.

But Tanjiro was fine. He didn't mind it. He had you, and that's all that matters.

“Kyojuro!” You call from across the meadow. A pit stop from your next mission.

He puts on his role in less than a heartbeat. He was so accustomed to it, it was like second nature to respond to Kyojuro, almost as if it was a nickname.

“I'm right here, Y/N!” He yells in response, a grin on his face. You come sprinting over and you jump on him. He twirls you around in a hug and the two of you laugh, foreheads pressed together.

“I love you, Tanjiro,” You murmur. The first time you have called him by his real name in days.

His cheeks flush and he smiles. “I love you too, Y/N. My beautiful wife,” He responds, before pressing his lips onto yours.

You called him his real name in the moments that matter. That's all he needed.

Besides, he was happy. He has what he wanted for so long, you. He would be your ex-fiance for you, the stars or the sun if you wished him to be. He would be whoever you want him to be, as long as you're here with him.