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plvuii · 4 months
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Pt. 2: Witty banter with Muichiro
The end of Muichiro's [heated] training session with you.
As the training session came to a close with the setting sun casting a warm glow over the field, Muichiro re-sheathed his sword, maintaining his usual composed demeanor.
"You've improved," he stated flatly, though there was an almost imperceptible softness in his eyes.
Brushing off a strand of hair, you stepped closer, a playful smile on your lips. "Maybe I'm just trying to impress a certain Hashira."
Muichiro's expression flickered momentarily, a hint of amusement in his otherwise stoic face. "Impress? You could try harder."
"Oh? And what would it take to impress Muichiro Tokito?" you asked, your tone light but curious.
For a moment, he seemed to consider your question. "Strength, skill, and maybe... a bit of charm," he finally said, his voice as cold as ever, but with a trace of teasing.
"You might find I have all three in abundance," you replied confidently, stepping back and preparing to leave.
Muichiro watched you for a moment, then turned to walk away. "Perhaps. We'll see if that's true," he said over his shoulder, leaving you with a soft blush warming your cheeks and a sense of accomplishment.
Is this how you make a part two... multiple months later???
Witty banter with Muichiro 
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Muichiro and you engage in a verbal battle before diving into daily training.
Muichiro was leaning against a tree, waiting, when his eyes latched onto the approaching figure. Right on time, he thought. A playful smirk played on his lips as he started to greet you: "Well, well, look who it is. Are you here to grace me with your presence today?"
You matched his playful tone, smirking in response. "Oh, I see someone's in a confident mood today. Should I be flattered?"
Raising an eyebrow, Muichiro remarked, "Flattery doesn't suit you, but I must admit, you do have a certain charm about you."
You took a step closer, your voice dripping with teasing allure. "Is that so? Maybe I should use my charm to distract you in our training session."
Muichiro's smirk grew wider. "Oh, is that your strategy now? Trying to throw me off balance?"
Undeterred, you leaned in, your voice low and seductive. "Well, it wouldn't be fair if I didn't use every advantage I have, would it?"
Closing the distance, Muichiro leaned in, their faces mere inches apart. "Advantage or not, I have a feeling you'll be the one getting distracted."
You met his challenge with a playful glint in your eyes. "We'll see about that, Tokito. I can be quite focused when I want to be."
Muichiro's laughed, eyes sparkling. "I look forward to finding out, my dear."
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plvuii · 8 months
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Betting against Muichiro
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You bet against Muichiro’s speed, and your fellow Hashira challenges back.  
The Demon Slayer Corps headquarters was bustling with activity as the Hashiras gathered for their weekly meeting. As usual, you found yourself standing next to Muichiro, exchanging playful banter.
"You know, Muichiro, you might be a Hashira, but I bet I could outrun you in a race," you said, a mischievous glint in your eyes.
Muichiro raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a faint smile. "Is that so?" he replied, shifting his eyes to yours in a deadlock.
You grinned, not backing down from the challenge. "Absolutely. I've seen you in action, and while you're incredibly fast with your Breath of Mist, I think I have a chance," you said, emphasizing the last part with a playful poke to his chest.
"Well, we'll see about that," Muichiro said in a whisper, leaning close to you, his face mere inches from yours.
Your heart raced, and you swallowed nervously, the close proximity to Muichiro making your breath catch in your throat. The playful atmosphere had shifted into something charged with unspoken emotions.
As you and Muichiro continued to gaze at each other, the other Hashiras had taken notice. They watched the exchange unfold with wide eyes, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected intimacy between you two.
"Muichiro is getting bold," Giyuu muttered to Sanemi, who only shrugged in response.
"It seems they have quite the connection," Shinobu whispered to Mitsuri, who nodded excitedly in agreement.
The air around you crackled with anticipation, and though your teasing words had sparked this moment, you found yourself lost in the depth of Muichiro's gaze. There was something about the way he looked at you that made your heart flutter and your cheeks flush.
"Maybe we should, uh, get back to training," you finally managed to say, breaking the intense eye contact.
Muichiro straightened, a small smile still playing on his lips. "Of course," he replied, the teasing tone still present in his voice—but the moment was not forgotten.
Neither had the other Hashiras forgotten. They exchanged knowing looks with each other, remembering all of the stolen glances and shared moments of quietude you two had together when both thought no one else was looking.
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plvuii · 9 months
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Kissing Mui's Chapped Lips
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You offer Muichiro chapstick—and (surprise!) a little something else.
You couldn't help but notice Muichiro's lips, slightly chapped from the dry air. They appeared dry and in need of some care. A small smile tugged at the corner of your lips as you reached into your pocket, retrieving a small tube of lip balm.
"Muichiro, your lips look a bit dry. Here, let me help," you said, holding out the tube.
He blinked, momentarily caught off guard by your words. The sight of you, offering a solution to a simple problem, warmed his heart. With a gentle nod, he accepted the lip balm, silently appreciating your thoughtfulness.
Unscrewing the cap, Muichiro applied a small amount of the balm to his lips, feeling the cool and soothing sensation immediately. As he finished, he met your gaze, gratitude evident in his eyes.
"Thank you," he whispered softly, his voice barely audible.
You smiled warmly, a tinge of pink dusting your cheeks. The tender moment between the two of you felt almost ethereal. As you gazed at Muichiro, an overwhelming wave of affection washed over you, prompting a courageous decision.
Leaning in, you closed the distance between you, your eyes fluttering shut. Your lips brushed gently against his, conveying a depth of emotion that words couldn't capture. It was a tender and sweet kiss, a testament to the unspoken connection that had blossomed between you.
Time seemed to stand still as the world melted away, leaving only the warmth and softness of the moment. The kiss was brief, but it held a world of meaning. When you pulled away, a mix of surprise and realization danced in Muichiro's eyes.
"Y/N," he murmured, his voice barely audible above the soft breeze. "I... I care deeply for you."
You took a moment to catch your breath, a shy smile gracing your lips. "I care for you too, Muichiro. More than words can express."
A sense of tranquility settled over the both of you, knowing that the bond you shared had deepened in that intimate exchange. Hand in hand, you walked back down the hillside, feeling the weight of the world lifted off your shoulders.
And as you walked side by side, the memory of that sweet kiss remained etched in your hearts, a symbol of the love that had blossomed between two kindred souls.
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plvuii · 9 months
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Witty banter with Muichiro 
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Muichiro and you engage in a verbal battle before diving into daily training.
Muichiro was leaning against a tree, waiting, when his eyes latched onto the approaching figure. Right on time, he thought. A playful smirk played on his lips as he started to greet you: "Well, well, look who it is. Are you here to grace me with your presence today?"
You matched his playful tone, smirking in response. "Oh, I see someone's in a confident mood today. Should I be flattered?"
Raising an eyebrow, Muichiro remarked, "Flattery doesn't suit you, but I must admit, you do have a certain charm about you."
You took a step closer, your voice dripping with teasing allure. "Is that so? Maybe I should use my charm to distract you in our training session."
Muichiro's smirk grew wider. "Oh, is that your strategy now? Trying to throw me off balance?"
Undeterred, you leaned in, your voice low and seductive. "Well, it wouldn't be fair if I didn't use every advantage I have, would it?"
Closing the distance, Muichiro leaned in, their faces mere inches apart. "Advantage or not, I have a feeling you'll be the one getting distracted."
You met his challenge with a playful glint in your eyes. "We'll see about that, Tokito. I can be quite focused when I want to be."
Muichiro's laughed, eyes sparkling. "I look forward to finding out, my dear."
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plvuii · 9 months
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Muichiro finds you sleeping
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Muichiro covers you in his jacket after he finds you asleep. 
It was a chilly evening, and the stars shone brightly in the clear night sky. Muichiro was patrolling the headquarters, making sure everything was in order before he retired to his quarters for the night. As he made his way through the halls, he noticed a familiar presence in the distance.
Curious, he followed the faint sound of breathing until he reached a quiet corner of the building. There, tucked away beneath the soft glow of a lantern, lay you, fast asleep. Your peaceful slumber made you look like an angel, and a small smile crept onto Muichiro's lips.
He couldn't help but feel a gentle rush of affection as he watched over you. Your presence always had a calming effect on him, and seeing you so at ease brought warmth to his heart. As a breeze swept through the hallway, he noticed you shiver slightly in your sleep.
Instinctively, Muichiro slipped off his jacket, gently draping it over your sleeping form. He made sure it covered you snugly, ensuring you would stay warm throughout the night. His touch was delicate, and he couldn't help but admire how adorable you looked, wrapped in his jacket.
"Cute," he whispered quietly—words meant only for himself.
He stood there for a moment longer, captivated by the soft glow of the lantern that cast a warm hue on your features, highlighting your innocence and vulnerability. 
With one last gaze, he turned to leave. A soft smile graced his lips as he walked away. 
You awoke the next morning, yawning as you prepared to face the day. As you shifted to get up, you realized something was wrapped around you—Muichiro's jacket. Your flushed, realizing what he had done for you.
You then folded the jacket neatly and carried it with you as you got ready. The thought of him covering you with his jacket would linger in your mind, distracting you for the rest of the day. 
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plvuii · 10 months
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Can you please write something along the lines of cuddling with Muichiro? It can be HCs, Scenarios, really anything ((:
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Muichiro helps you unwind.
The long day had taken its toll on you, leaving you feeling weary and drained. As you sat on the couch, a tired yawn escaped your lips, a clear sign of your exhaustion. Sensing your weariness, Muichiro, who was sitting beside you, turned his gaze towards you, concern evident in his eyes.
"Come here," he softly spoke, his voice gentle yet comforting. "Rest your head on my lap. It might help you relax."
A smile tugged at the corners of your lips at his suggestion. It sounded like a dream come true. You shifted your position, carefully resting your head on Muichiro's lap, feeling the gentle support of his thigh against your neck. Instantly, you were enveloped in a sense of security and warmth, as if his mere presence could chase away the weariness that had settled in your bones.
Muichiro's touch was like a feather, tracing delicate patterns through your hair. His fingers moved with a soothing rhythm, creating a sensation that lulled you into a state of tranquility. The gentle strokes seemed to erase the tensions of the day, replacing them with a sense of calm.
"Are you comfortable?" Muichiro's voice reached your ears, carrying with it a genuine concern.
A soft sigh escaped your lips, the weight of the day slowly dissipating. "Yes, very... thank you, Muichiro—this feels amazing."
Muichiro's touch continued, his fingers seamlessly moving through your hair, threading through the strands with care. He leaned back against the couch, offering you a sense of stability and support. His presence alone was enough to ease your troubled mind, and you couldn't help but feel grateful for his unwavering kindness.
"You've been working so hard lately," Muichiro spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "You deserve this moment of relaxation. Let yourself unwind."
A contented smile played on your lips as you felt the truth in his words. Muichiro's understanding of your efforts and the acknowledgment of your dedication warmed your heart. But it was his presence, his willingness to offer solace in the simplest of gestures, that made the moment truly special.
"Having you here with me makes it even better," you murmured, your voice filled with gratitude and affection. "Just knowing I have your support... it means everything to me."
A fleeting, gentle smile curved Muichiro's lips, his eyes meeting yours in a shared understanding. He continued his ministrations, the soft touch of his fingers creating a soothing melody against your scalp. The world around you faded into insignificance, leaving only the two of you in a cocoon of tranquility.
In that intimate silence, the only sound that resonated was the comforting beat of your intertwined hearts. The rhythm spoke volumes, a testament to the bond you shared—a bond that transcended words, a connection that offered solace in moments of vulnerability.
And so, you remained there, cradled in Muichiro's lap, his touch providing solace and his presence bringing a sense of peace.
ahhh thank you for this request :DD i know it’s been weeks but at some point i… lost this request? and suddenly found it again... tumblr is weird and also won’t let me comment reply to anything 😭😭 but thank you to all of the comments,, i appreciate them 💜💜
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plvuii · 10 months
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Jealousy, jealousy—is following Muichiro
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Muichiro is jealous of your and Sanemi’s bond. 
Muichiro sat at the edge of a rocky cliff, his legs dangling freely over the abyss below. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a soft glow upon the land. He didn’t have a mission tonight, but his mind was preoccupied.
You had been spending more time with the other Hashiras lately, particularly with Sanemi. They often trained together and had formed a close bond. Muichiro couldn't deny the pang of jealousy that shot through his heart whenever he saw you laughing with Sanemi or sharing intense training sessions.
As the wind whispered through the trees, Muichiro couldn't help but wonder if he was being irrational. He and you were not in a romantic relationship, and you were free to spend time with whomever you chose. Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that he wanted to be the one by your side, sharing those moments with you.
Lost in his thoughts, Muichiro failed to notice your arrival until you sat down beside him, breaking the silence. "Hey, Tokito. Mind if I join you?" you asked, your voice filled with warmth.
He forced a smile and shook his head. "Nope. You’re welcome to be here."
You glanced at him, sensing the slight tension in his voice. "Is everything alright, Muichiro? You seem a bit off tonight."
He hesitated, unsure if he should voice his concerns. But ultimately, his desire for honesty won over. "I've been feeling... confused, I suppose," he admitted, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.
Your eyebrows furrowed in surprise. "Confused? What do you mean, Tokito?"
Muichiro took a deep breath, his hands gripping the edge of the cliff. "I've noticed you spending more time with Sanemi. Training together, laughing together... and it hurts. I don't understand why, but it does."
You turned to face him fully, concern etched on your face. "Muichiro, you have to understand that Sanemi and I are just friends. We train together because we have similar strengths and can help each other improve. But it doesn't change my feelings for you."
Muichiro's heart skipped a beat at your words. "My feelings for you…” he trailed off. “I want to be the one who makes you laugh, who trains by your side, who spends time with you."
A gentle smile formed on your lips, and you reached out to place a hand on his. "Muichiro, I didn't realize how much this was affecting you. I value our bond more than anything. You're the one I turn to when I need support, the one who understands me in ways no one else does."
The weight on Muichiro's chest began to lift, replaced by a warmth spreading through his veins. He turned to face you, his eyes meeting yours. "You mean that?"
"I do," you replied sincerely. "You've always held a special place in my heart, Muichiro. I may spend time with others, but it doesn't change how much I care for you."
Muichiro's grip on the cliff's edge relaxed as a sense of relief washed over him. He reached out and intertwined his fingers with yours, cherishing the connection. "Thank you for understanding, and for being patient with me."
You leaned in closer, your shoulder brushing against his. "Always, Muichiro."
A sense of peace settled over them both as they sat side by side, the moonlight illuminating their intertwined hands.
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plvuii · 10 months
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Archenemies in a Hashira Meeting: Muichiro
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OOC: Muichiro and his fellow Hashira—you—argue over everything; but at the end of the day, you're the only constant in his forgetful mind.
The Hashira meeting was in full swing, with the pillars gathered together to discuss important matters concerning the Demon Slayer Corps. Muichiro sat in his designated spot, his gaze drifting aimlessly around the room as his mind wandered. He was known for being cold and distant, often lost in his own thoughts. Today was no different, except for one thing—a constant source of irritation that always seemed to find its way into his thoughts.
That source was you.
You were a fellow Demon Slayer, always arguing and disagreeing with Muichiro. It seemed like whenever the two of you were in the same room, tension filled the air. There was something about your presence that grated on his nerves, yet he couldn't deny that you lingered in his mind. Your words, your face, your appearance, and your mannerisms—it all stayed with him long after your arguments ended.
As the meeting progressed, the discussions became more intense. Different opinions clashed, and tensions ran high. Muichiro found himself engaged in a heated debate with one of the other pillars. His arguments were logical and calculated, but deep down, he knew he was merely going through the motions. His thoughts kept drifting back to you, wondering how you would counter his points, and how you would challenge his beliefs.
Suddenly, you spoke up, your voice cutting through the room like a sharp blade. "That's absurd! Your proposal completely overlooks the reality of our situation. We need a more strategic approach, one that takes into account the strengths and weaknesses of both the demons and the Demon Slayers!"
Muichiro's attention snapped back to the present, his eyes narrowing as he focused on you. The intensity in your words and the fire in your eyes drew him in. He found himself captivated by your passion, even if it was directed against him. The way you stood your ground, unyielding and determined, sparked something within him.
"Are you suggesting we throw caution to the wind and risk the lives of our comrades?" Muichiro retorted, his voice laced with his usual coldness. "You seem to forget that the demons we face are not to be underestimated. We must prioritize our own survival."
You scoffed, your expression unyielding. "Survival is important, but if we don't take risks and fight with everything we have, we'll never achieve victory. We can't cower in fear forever, Tokito."
His name rolled off your tongue with a mixture of annoyance and familiarity. Muichiro's eyes widened slightly, caught off guard by the way you addressed him. He felt a strange tug within his chest, a mix of irritation and intrigue. You were the only one who dared to challenge him so openly, who refused to back down in the face of his cold demeanor.
The meeting continued, but Muichiro found himself engaged in a silent battle with you. Each argument, each disagreement, only fueled the tension between you. And yet, with each passing meeting, that tension began to change.
One evening, after a particularly heated exchange, you both found yourselves alone in the courtyard, the moon casting a gentle glow upon you. The air crackled with unresolved tension, the silence between you heavy with unspoken words.
"You're infuriating, you know that?" Muichiro finally spoke, his voice tinged with frustration. "You challenge everything I say, and it's maddening."
A smirk danced upon your lips as you stepped closer. "You're not so easy to deal with either. Always forgetting things, lost in your own world."
His gaze locked with yours, and for a moment, the world seemed to fade away. “I don’t get it,” he said, aggravated. “No matter how much I try to forget you, you linger in my thoughts—constantly."
There was a brief pause, the tension between you becoming almost palpable. Then, with a mixture of determination and hesitation, you closed the remaining distance between you. 
“Ditto,” you said, smirking. “Good to know I wind you up as much as you do me”
Your hand reached out, fingers lightly brushing against his. Muichiro's breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest.
"You annoy me to no end..." he whispered. 
"But maybe we were meant to be," you finished, voice barely audible.
And at that moment, as the moon bathed you both in its gentle light, Muichiro felt something shift within him. The enemies-to-lovers arc had taken root, and the cold, distant Hashira found warmth in the most unexpected of places—your presence.
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plvuii · 10 months
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An assassination with Muichiro
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AU: You and Muichiro are sent on a mission to kill the queen—can you two carry it out?
As the moon cast its pale glow over the ancient castle, Muichiro and you stood side by side, cloaked in the darkness of night. Dressed in your sleek, all-black assassin attire with matching hoods and masks to conceal your faces, you prepared to embark on a mission to bring down a corrupt queen.
"Alright, ___," Muichiro began, his voice calm and composed, "we need to devise a plan to infiltrate and eliminate the queen. We can't afford any mistakes."
You narrowed your eyes beneath your mask, the tension between you two palpable. "I've studied the castle layout extensively," you replied, your voice firm. "I suggest we take the eastern corridor, where the guards are less vigilant."
Muichiro tilted his head, a hint of skepticism in his eyes. "Hm, I believe the western corridor would be a better option. The guards there may be more alert, but it offers a quicker route to the queen’s chambers."
A smirk tugged at your lips. "Quicker, yes, but also riskier. The eastern corridor has fewer patrols and a hidden passage that leads straight to the queen's quarters."
Muichiro crossed his arms, a playful glint in his azure eyes. "If we encounter any guards along the way, I trust you can handle them?"
You raised an eyebrow, matching his confident demeanor. "Of course. But don't forget, Muichiro, I've seen you fight. Your swordsmanship is impressive, but I'd hate for you to slow me down."
A mischievous grin spread across Muichiro's face. "Oh, is that a challenge? We'll see who can clear the path faster, ___."
With a silent nod, the two of you moved in sync, seamlessly navigating through the castle's labyrinthine corridors. Each step was calculated, and every decision was made with precision.
As you neared the hidden passage, a group of guards blocked your path. Without missing a beat, you sprang into action, your agile movements leaving the guards disarmed and incapacitated in mere moments.
Muichiro observed your skill with a mixture of admiration and amusement. "Impressive, ___," he remarked, his tone carrying a hint of awe. "You certainly live up to your reputation."
You smirked, relishing in his acknowledgment. "Told you I could handle it. Now, let's continue."
Together, you pressed forward, your senses sharp and instincts honed. The air was thick with tension as you approached the queen's chambers, the final destination of your mission.
Muichiro unsheathed his sword, his grip steady and resolute. "This is it, ___," he murmured, his voice low but filled with determination. "Stay focused, and we'll end this tyrant's reign."
As you stepped into the queen's chambers, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation. The queen turned, her eyes widening in disbelief as she realized the threat before her.
With a single swift motion, Muichiro lunged forward, his blade slicing through the air with deadly precision. The clash of steel echoed through the room as you engaged the queen's guards, skillfully dispatching them one by one.
Finally, the room fell silent, save for the heavy breathing of the defeated queen. Muichiro's sword rested against the queen's throat, his eyes cold and unyielding.
"Your reign ends here," Muichiro declared, his voice carrying a mix of triumph and justice. "May your sins be forgotten, buried within the shadows of your demise."
You watched as the queen's eyes filled with fear and realization, her grip on power slipping away. Justice had been served, and the queendom would now breathe freely.
As you and Muichiro sheathed your weapons, the weight of your accomplishment settled upon you. The mission was successful, and your partnership had proven formidable.
Muichiro turned to you, a faint smile playing at his lips. "Well, ___," he said, his voice tinged with pride, "we make quite the deadly duo, don't we?"
You chuckled, your heart pounding with adrenaline. "Indeed we do, Muichiro. It seems we're a force to be reckoned with."
With a shared sense of accomplishment, you both disappeared into the night, leaving behind the echoes of a fallen queen and a queendom reborn.
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plvuii · 10 months
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Your first kiss with Muichiro
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On a date, you find the courage to finally kiss him; he tastes like his favorite food: simmered radish wrapped in sweet miso.
Under the evening sky, a gentle breeze rustled through the trees as Muichiro and you found yourselves alone in a quiet garden. The moon's soft glow illuminated your surroundings, creating an atmosphere of tranquility. As you walked hand in hand, your fingers interlaced with his, a comfortable silence enveloped the air.
Muichiro's eyes roamed over the blooming sakura tree, its delicate petals falling like confetti around you. He turned to you, a small smile playing on his lips. "Isn't it beautiful?" he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
You nodded, gazing at the ethereal scene. "It's like a dream," you replied, your voice soft and filled with awe. "I'm glad you brought me here, Muichiro."
His grip tightened gently, a silent reassurance. "I wanted to share this moment with you," he confessed, his voice tinged with vulnerability.
As you reached a small bench beneath the sakura tree, you settled down together, side by side. The fragrant scent of the flowers enveloped you, adding to the enchantment of the evening. Muichiro's hand brushed against yours, his touch sending a shiver down your spine.
Feeling a surge of courage, you turned to him, your eyes meeting. Your heart pounded in your chest, a mix of nervousness and anticipation. "Muichiro," you whispered, your voice filled with a mixture of vulnerability and longing, "there's something I've been wanting to do."
He tilted his head, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. "What is it?" he asked, his voice gentle and inviting.
Taking a deep breath, you leaned in closer, your lips inching toward his. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach as a rush of emotions washed over you. This moment held so much meaning, a chance to express your deepest desires. "I want to taste what you taste," you confessed, your voice barely audible.
A flicker of surprise crossed Muichiro's face before a tender smile graced his lips. "Alright," he replied, his voice laced with anticipation.
Closing the distance between you, your lips met in a soft, lingering kiss. He tasted like simmered radish dressed with sweet miso danced on your tongue, a delightful combination of flavors that spoke of his preferences and his essence.
As you pulled back, a warmth spread through your being, a blend of affection and connection. Muichiro's eyes bore into yours, a mixture of tenderness and gratitude shining within them. Your heart swelled with a profound sense of love, an overwhelming emotion that took your breath away. "You taste like serenity," he whispered, his voice carrying the weight of his emotions.
A smile tugged at your lips, your heart melting at his words. "And you taste like the sweetness of my dreams," you replied, your voice brimming with sincerity.
Leaning against each other, you stayed there, immersed in the beauty of the moment. The sakura petals continued to fall around you, creating a delicate symphony of nature's grace. Unspoken promises of love and devotion filled the air, binding you together in an unbreakable bond.
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plvuii · 10 months
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Cloud-gazing with Muichiro
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You and Muichiro go on a date to cloud-gaze—enjoying each other’s company.
You found yourself lying on a soft blanket, gazing up at the vast expanse of the sky. Beside you, Muichiro sat, his presence a comforting anchor in the sea of clouds.
"Look at that one," you said, pointing to a fluffy cloud that resembled a bunny. "It's so adorable."
Muichiro followed your gaze, a soft smile gracing his lips. "Ah, I see it. It does look like a bunny."
You both spent the afternoon cloud-gazing, your fingers intertwined as you pointed out different shapes and imagined whimsical stories. It was a simple activity, but in Muichiro's company, it felt like pure bliss.
As you shifted your position to get a better view of a particularly fluffy cloud, you noticed Muichiro's hand subtly nudging yours. His touch sent a jolt of warmth through your entire being, igniting a flurry of butterflies in your stomach.
"Hey, come with me," Muichiro said, his voice gentle yet filled with excitement.
You nodded, curiosity dancing in your eyes, and let him lead you by the hand. His touch was warm and comforting, his grip steady and reassuring. It felt as though his hand held the key to a world of enchantment.
He led you to a small clearing nestled amidst a cluster of trees, where a soft breeze rustled the leaves above. The sunlight filtered through the branches, casting dappled patterns on the ground. It was a perfect spot for what Muichiro had in mind.
"I've always loved this place," he confessed, his voice filled with a hint of nostalgia. "It's my secret getaway, a haven where I can find peace and serenity."
You looked around, taking in the tranquil surroundings. "I can see why. It's absolutely beautiful."
Muichiro released your hand and settled onto the grass, patting the spot beside him. "Join me, ___. Let's lie down and continue cloud-gazing."
You nestled yourself beside him, the closeness filling you with a sense of warmth and contentment. Together, you resumed your shared activity, pointing out clouds and engaging in playful debates over their shapes.
As the sun began its descent, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Muichiro turned to you, his eyes filled with a mixture of admiration and tenderness.
"I'm grateful to have found you," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "Moments like these make me appreciate the beauty of life even more."
A soft blush warmed your cheeks as you met his gaze. "I feel the same way, Muichiro. Being here with you, it's like finding a piece of paradise."
He reached out, his hand cupping your cheek, his touch feather-light. "You are my paradise, ___."
Your heart skipped a beat, overwhelmed by the affectionate words and the sincerity behind them. 
As the sun set, you lay there together, hand in hand, knowing that no matter what the future held, your love would always be as vast and boundless as the sky above.
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plvuii · 10 months
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You run into Muichiro
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An accidental meet-up with Muichiro leads to an unexpecting, but pleasant date. 
The crowded city streets bustled with activity as people hurriedly went about their day. As you hummed to yourself, you found yourself walking with purpose, lost in your own thoughts…
Without warning, you felt a solid impact, your body crashing into someone else. Startled, you looked up, your eyes meeting a pair of captivating azure orbs. Time seemed to stand still as you took in the sight before you. He was tall and slender, with tousled raven-ombréd-aqua hair that framed his face, and his features were delicate yet sharp. He had an air of mystery and tranquility that drew you in.
"I'm so sorry!" you exclaimed, panicking a bit, "I wasn't watching where I was going."
His expression softened, and a gentle smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "No, it's alright. I wasn't paying attention either. We both share the blame."
You couldn't help but notice the soothing quality in his voice, as if his words were a balm for the soul. You extended your hand towards him, a friendly gesture to mend the accidental encounter. "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you."
His hand met yours in a warm, firm grip. "Muichiro," he replied softly, his touch sending a subtle electric pulse through your veins. "Pleasure to meet you, too."
There was an instant connection, an unspoken understanding that made you feel comfortable in his presence. As strangers, you exchanged pleasantries, the conversation flowing effortlessly between you.
"I must admit," you said with a chuckle, "you have the most captivating eyes I've ever seen. It's like looking into a tranquil ocean."
Muichiro's cheeks flushed ever so slightly, his gaze briefly shifting away before meeting yours again. "Thank you. Not many people have complimented my eyes before. Most find them rather distant."
"Well, they're wrong," you insisted, a playful glint in your eyes. "There's a certain depth and calmness in them that is incredibly captivating."
"You have a way with words," Muichiro said, lips quirked, “it’s refreshing.”
The conversation flowed effortlessly, touching on various topics from shared interests to personal experiences. Muichiro spoke with an introspective tone, each word carrying a weight of contemplation and wisdom.
"You know," you began, "I've always found solace in nature. There's something incredibly healing about being surrounded by the beauty of the world."
Muichiro's eyes brightened, a spark of recognition flickering within them. "I feel the same way. The tranquility of nature has always been a refuge for me."
As you walked together, your steps fell into sync, and the city's chaos seemed to fade into the background. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring you together, two souls seeking solace in the midst of the bustling world.
Eventually, the flow of the bustling city called for you to part ways, but the connection lingered. Before bidding farewell, you exchanged contact information, promising to stay in touch and explore the possibility of meeting again.
As you walked away, a smile graced your lips. The encounter may have started as an accidental collision, but it sparked something within you. You couldn't help but wonder what the future held for you and Muichiro, eagerly anticipating the next chapter of your intertwined lives.
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plvuii · 11 months
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I'm so excited you started writing! I can't believe how amazing all your writings have been so far!
Could I ask for Muichiro getting jealous when he sees the reader getting a letter from another Hashira? It could be whoever, but I also really love Obanai so maybe him hehehe.
Please do not rush or burn yourself out ok! Take breaks when you need them!
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A Green-Eyed Hashira: Muichiro Tokito. Muichiro confronts his inner turmoil of jealousy, mustering the courage to express a drop of his true feelings as he watches you receive a letter from the snakey Obanai.
The morning sun bathed the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters in a warm glow, casting a serene ambiance over the bustling courtyard. As you made your way through the familiar paths, a small smile played on your lips. Today, you were expecting a letter from Obanai, a fellow Hashira whose stoic demeanor had intrigued you from the moment you joined the Corps.
Unbeknownst to you, Muichiro had caught a glimpse of the letter as you received it, his keen eyes not missing the familiar handwriting. A pang of jealousy struck his heart, an unfamiliar and unsettling sensation. He had never experienced such emotions before, but the sight of you receiving a letter from another Hashira stirred something deep within him.
As you opened the letter, a soft blush dusted your cheeks, your eyes scanning the words with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. Muichiro couldn't help but steal glances at your reaction from a distance, his gaze clouded with a mixture of worry and jealousy.
Unable to bear the unease any longer, Muichiro approached you, his usual calm demeanor slightly faltering. "___," he called out, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty.
You turned towards him, the letter still clutched in your hand. "Oh, Muichiro! Good morning," you greeted him with a warm smile. "Did you need something?"
Muichiro hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering to the letter before meeting your eyes. "I couldn't help but notice that you received a letter from Obanai," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.
A flicker of surprise crossed your face, followed by understanding. "Oh, this?" you said, holding up the letter. "It's just a friendly correspondence. Obanai and I have been exchanging letters about our experiences as Hashiras."
Muichiro's tense expression softened slightly, his jealousy giving way to a mix of relief and curiosity. "I see... So, it's nothing more than that?"
You shook your head, a reassuring smile playing on your lips. "No, Muichiro. I value our friendship, and I value you. The letters are simply a way for us to share knowledge and support each other as comrades."
Muichiro's shoulders relaxed, a weight lifting off his chest. "I'm glad to hear that," he admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability. "I… was worried that I might lose you to someone like Obanai."
You stepped closer to him, your hand reaching out to gently touch his arm. "Muichiro, you mean a lot to me. Our bond goes beyond letters or friendships with other Hashiras. You're special to me, and no one else can replace that."
A soft blush crept onto Muichiro's cheeks, his gaze meeting yours with a mix of gratitude and affection. "Thank you, ___," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity. "I care about you too—more than I can express."
At that moment, the tension between you dissolved, replaced by a shared understanding and a newfound closeness. Muichiro's jealousy had brought forth his true feelings, and you were grateful for the opportunity to reassure him and strengthen your connection.
With a gentle smile, you reached out and took his hand, intertwining your fingers.
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plvuii · 11 months
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Muichiro asks you to brush his hair
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Once again *HEAVILY* inspired by @theyslaydemons > . <
As a fellow Hashira, you had always admired Muichiro's unique hair from afar, fascinated by its black hue tinged with an ombre aqua at the tips. So when he approached you one day, a hint of nervousness in his eyes, and asked if you would be willing to brush his hair, you couldn't help but feel honored and touched by his trust.
"It looks like you've had quite the intense training session, Muichiro," you teased, noting the disheveled state of his hair. "But I'd be happy to help you untangle those knots."
Muichiro's gaze met yours, his usual calm demeanor slightly faltering. "Thank you, ___. My hair gets tangled easily, and I thought maybe you could lend a hand."
A warm smile formed on your lips as you reached for the brush. "Of course, Muichiro. Consider it my way of repaying you for all the times you've supported me."
Sitting side by side in a secluded corner of a garden, you carefully held the brush in your hand, feeling a mix of excitement and responsibility. Muichiro's normally stoic expression softened as he looked at you, a hint of vulnerability shining through. He had entrusted you with a task that held significance to him, and you were determined to make it a pleasant experience.
With gentle movements, you started running the brush through his ebony locks, mindful of the tangles that awaited you. Muichiro closed his eyes, his face relaxing as he surrendered to your care.
"You're really good at this," Muichiro murmured, a hint of surprise in his voice. "I never realized how soothing it could be to have someone brush my hair."
You chuckled softly, continuing your careful strokes. "Well, you deserve a moment of relaxation, Muichiro. You work tirelessly for the Demon Slayer Corps, and it's important to take care of yourself."
The soft bristles glided through his hair, untangling the knots with ease. Muichiro let out a contented sigh, his tense muscles gradually easing as you worked your way through his locks. The tingling sensation against his scalp sent a shiver down his spine, a gentle reminder that he wasn't alone in this journey.
"You have an enjoyable touch, ___," Muichiro murmured—repeating his earlier thought—his voice was barely above a whisper. "I never realized how therapeutic brushing one's hair could be."
A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you continued to brush his hair. "It seems like brushing your hair helps you remember, Muichiro."
He blinked, a hint of confusion in his eyes. "Remember what?"
You smiled gently, understanding his tendency to forget. "Remember the soothing sensation, the calmness it brings. Each time you repeat your sentiment, it's like rediscovering the joy all over again."
Muichiro's features relaxed, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. "I suppose you're right. I tend to forget things easily."
You continued the rhythmic motion of the brush, the sound of bristles against hair filling the air. "No need to worry, Muichiro. I'll be here to remind you, to create these peaceful moments whenever you need them."
As you continued to brush his hair, a sense of tranquility enveloped the space around you. The worries and hardships of their world faded into the background, leaving only the two of you in that peaceful moment. It was a testament to the bond forged through battles, a connection that went beyond mere words.
Muichiro's eyes remained closed, his breathing steady. "You have a calming presence, ___. Thank you for always understanding and being there for me."
Your hand stilled for a moment, your heart swelling with gratitude. "We’re comrades, Muichiro. I'm grateful to have you, Muichiro. We're in this together, always."
In that silent understanding, you both found solace. The brush gently glided through his hair one final time before you set it aside, your hand resting on his shoulder, a reassurance of your unwavering support.
As you sat there, basking in the quiet tranquility, you couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of purpose. In this shared moment, you provided Muichiro with more than just a simple hairbrush. You had given him a reminder of his worth, his strength, and the profound connection you shared as fellow warriors.
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plvuii · 11 months
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Hello this is probably a weird request but I do wonder if you make a scenario where while mui and reader are fighting together, the reader has an impulsive thought on biting a demons arm before cutting its head instantly since reader is curious on what they taste like.
Reader did so... their stomach did not handle it very well.
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Muichiro saves you from your *almost fatal* mistake. 
Amid a fierce battle, you fought and weaved through the ranks of demons that stood in your path. The clash of your sword and the sounds of their roars filled the air, creating an atmosphere charged with adrenaline.
As you slashed through one demon after another, you suddenly got knocked over by a rampage of demons. 
Instantly, Muichiro sprang into action, fully aware that this was no longer a practice session, but a matter of life and death. 
A demon had tripped over you, and an impulsive thought crossed your mind—a curiosity about the taste of a demon's flesh—and without a second thought, you sank your teeth into the demon’s arm.
You heard—Seventh Form: Obscuring Clouds—swiftly cutting through all 20 of the demons at once; the demons’ heads crumbled and disappeared before they could drop to the ground. Muichiro dropped down next to you. 
"What were you thinking?" he hissed, concern coating his anger-laced voice.
Regret washed over you as the reality of your impulsive act hit you. You rolled onto your side and spat out the slick, oily bile of the demon. Your stomach churned uncomfortably, as horror and nausea settled within you. 
“It is a wonder you didn’t turn into a demon,” Muichiro said in disgust—but knotted eyebrows revealed his worries—"Are you alright?"
You managed a weak nod, feeling your body fighting the effects of the demon blood. You mumbled an apology, feeling exhaustion and regret take over
"We all have our moments of curiosity," Muichiro reassured. His eyes softened as he placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. "But remember, our focus is on defeating the demons… not eating them,” he trailed off, looking at you.
You looked away from his gaze, a bit bashful and sorrowful. "I- I won’t do it again?” you stammered, hoping to appease.
“You better not," he retorted, chuckling.
You sat still, going deeper into thought: downcast eyes and teeth-abused-lip. If Muichiro hadn’t been there, you would have died… or even worse—transformed into a demon. The latter thought uneased you—you would sooner slit your throat than disappoint your mentor by turning for the worst—and a tear escaped your eye, betraying your distress.
“Hey. Hey.” Muichiro shook your shoulder—slightly—bringing your attention back to him, “Y/N. We all make mistakes, but what matters is that we learn from them.”
You quietly agreed with his words, but stayed in your dazed-state. Muichiro, sensing your unease, got up and offered his hand to you.
From there, he guided you to a secluded spot, away from the scene of bloodshet. He sat you down gently, ensuring your comfort as he retrieved a small canteen from his belongings.
"Here," he offered, "it might help settle your stomach."
You accepted gratefully, the cool liquid soothing your parched throat. As you took a few sips, Muichiro watched you with a soft smile, his gaze filled with warmth and understanding.
"You're strong, you know," he said, his voice laced with admiration. "It takes courage to admit our mistakes and learn from them."
A blush crept onto your cheeks as his words filled you with a sense of warmth. "Thank you, Muichiro," you replied, feeling a sense of gratitude for his unwavering support.
Muichiro reached out, his hand gently brushing against yours. "We're a team, remember? As your mentor, it’s my duty to guide you through these challenges, teach you how to learn from your mistakes, and witness your growth into a stronger slayer."
You nodded, a renewed sense of determination filling your heart. With Muichiro by your side, you knew you could overcome any obstacle.
In that moment, the event faded into the background, you found solace in his presence. The bond between you deepened, fortified by trust, understanding, and the unwavering support that Muichiro provided.
And so, with renewed strength and a heart filled with gratitude, you and Muichiro continued your journey together, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
OMG... only a few hours in and there's already a request > . < thank you!! i hope this satisfies your imagination (but a disclaimer again that ik my work is lowk highk trash so uhm... don't judge it too harshly LOLLL) enjoy :DD
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plvuii · 11 months
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(づ๑•ᴗ•๑)づ♡
[intro]
smidge update: hi...
inspo from: @theyslaydemons
requests: go ahead 🤗
a secret lil' cookie recipe 🤭
[masterlist]
Falling for Muichiro... literally
RQ: Muichiro saves you from your *almost fatal* mistake
Muichiro asks you to brush his hair
RQ: Green-eyed Hashira: Muichiro Tokito
You run into Muichiro
Cloud-gazing with Muichiro
Your first kiss with Muichiro
An assassination with Muichiro
Archenemies in a Hashira meeting: Muichiro
Jealousy, jealousy—is following Muichiro
RQ: Cuddling: Muichiro x Reader
Muichiro finds you sleeping
Witty banter with Muichiro & RQ: Part 2
Kissing Mui's chapped lips
Betting against Muichiro
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plvuii · 11 months
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Falling for Muichiro... Literally
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Inspired by @theyslaydemons, you and Muichiro train as Hashiras... until you fall for him—but literally.
Warnings: All Muichiro stories will be aged up 18+
As Hashiras, training sessions were an integral part of everyday life. On this particular day, you and Muichiro found yourselves engaged in an intense sparring match, honing your skills under the clouded skies and chilled winds.
As the training session progressed, you and Muichiro faced off, exchanging swift strikes and evasive maneuvers. The air crackled with energy as the clash of swords echoed throughout the training grounds. Your movements were synchronized, a dance of strength and agility.
Amidst the flurry of action, a moment of miscalculation occurred. In a swift twist of fate, you lost your balance, your body toppling forward in an ungraceful tumble. Time seemed to slow as you realized you were hurtling straight toward Muichiro.
In a split second, you braced yourself for an impact, but to your surprise, Muichiro reacted with lightning-fast reflexes. With a quick shift of his body, he effortlessly caught you, his arms wrapping protectively around you.
The world spun around you as you found yourself cradled in his strong embrace. Your breath caught, your heart racing from the sudden closeness. Muichiro's face was just inches away, his gaze locked with yours, a mix of surprise and concern reflecting in his eyes.
For a brief moment, you both remained frozen, the air heavy with tension. Time seemed to still as the warmth of his body seeped into you, his pounding heartbeat resonating through your chest. It was an intimate closeness you had never experienced before.
"Are you alright?" Muichiro murmured.
You nodded, your voice shaky. "Yes, thank you. I- I didn't expect that."
Muichiro's grip loosened slightly, allowing you to regain your balance. As he carefully set you back on your feet, he looked away. A blush adorned his cheeks, matching the rosy hue on your own.
"(Y/N), I hope I didn’t step over any boundaries... catching you like that," he said, voice lilted with regret.
You placed a hand on his arm, reassuring him. "Muichiro, you didn't overstep anything. Don’t worry about it—I’m grateful you caught me."
A flicker of relief crossed his face, and he let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.
In that instant, your eyes locked, and you shivered. Both sets of eyes were open and longing—your moment of vulnerability and trust—etching a deeper bond between you two. 
Gathering your courage, you took a step close. "Muichiro… I- I don’t know how to say this but... I like you. A lot," you said, your hot breath brushing his lips.
His eyes widened, shock mingling with a tint of hope; but then he shut his eyes. "What…" he strained.
A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips. "Muichiro, Muichiro, Muichiro,” you teased, quietly laughing.
He breathed in—trying to calm himself—as he slowly opened his eyes.
“Isn’t it obvious?” you continued. “Sped-up breaths, heightened heart rate, and crimson-tinted cheeks… can’t you tell me what these signs mean?” A mix of anticipation and adrenaline coursed through your veins.
"Testing me now, aren’t you?" he growled, drawing you in by the waist. Everything about him sent shivers down your spine. 
Eyes wide, you nodded slowly. "Mui…" you moaned.
He laughed gently at your desperation and closed the distance between you. Lips met lips in a yearning, needful bliss. 
You melted into his embrace, savoring the Hashira’s taste and warmth. 
When you finally pulled away, breathless and flushed, Muichiro smirked and pulled you close in his arms. "I'm grateful to have you, (Y/N)," he murmured in your ears.
You tucked your head in his neck, hugging him tighter. 
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