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komoboko · 27 days

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𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

genya shinazugawa x gn!reader

this is sooo bad but i needed to ramble something at least so i can actually write something good soon

Genya does not have a crush on you.

No matter what anybody says he does not have a crush on you. Nope, not possible, never happened. He just appreciates your skill set as a slayer that’s all. He’s just admiring one of his comrades in the line of duty. When you catch his eyes drifting towards you, a longing look in his eyes that scream anything but platonic just ignore it. You’re just getting no signals because Genya doesn’t have a crush on you.

When you ask to train with Genya he accepts with little hesitation. Not because he wants to spend more time with you. Or because he’s missed your presence and doesn’t have it in him to ask himself. It couldn’t be that. Genya accepted because he needed some more help training himself. You’re a tough slayer and you can help him improve his skills. Nothing more than that obviously because he’s almost positive he doesn’t like you.

When Gyomei consults him about his change in behavior, Genya immediately doubts the accusations. Even with his disagreement Gyomei still suggests ways Genya could court and approach you. He was hesitant but still pursed and ended up using all of Gyomei’s recommendations to get closer to you. It’s not because he likes you, he’s just doing it because Gyomei told him to, duh. No, his face doesn’t turn red when he’s nearby you, nor does he lower his tone and his general attitude so you can see him in a better light. What are you talking about?

Genya who spends long nights staring up at the ceiling or the sky and his mind wanders off to you. Either to things you’ve done today if you saw him, or maybe something your planning on doing with him. Maybe he’s thinking about the last time you two hung out that wasn’t related to training. Maybe he’s thinking about something more, and just maybe it’s because he likes you. Just a little bit.

Poor boy who ends up apologizing to you after he ignored you or became to brash when you were around. He wasn’t trying to push you away he was just trying to process what he was feeling in the first place. Poor Genya who’s guilty and tries to improve on handling his little “problem” and not taking it out on you. It’s nearly given people whiplash by how much Genya changes when he is around you. Maybe it’s because people are noticing that Genya does like you, at least a little bit.

Genya who confronts you during a random nights and goes on a ramble expressing what he’s been feeling. All his emotions and his thoughts that were pent flying being able to spill out, thanks to Gyomei’s encouragement. Once he finally manages to get to the point he can’t seem to maintain eye contact until he hears you response of approval. His once embarrassed expression changes to one that looks dumbfounded but you can see the happiness crack through quickly.

Even when somebody ask again Genya answers the same, but everybody can tell it’s a bit different. Genya does not like you. In truth Genya adores you. He loves you with his heart and in his mind that goes beyond the boundaries of just liking you. As you deserved much more than that in his mind.

#@.komoboko writes #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #kny #x reader #fluff #headcanon #kny fluff #genya shinazugawa #Genya #genya x reader #genya shinazugawa x reader #kny genya #this is so bad I’m crying bruh #ooc

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xxsugarbones · 6 months

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-as a kite 🪁

-just 🍃smoking🍃 with your fave character

cw- implied afab!reader but no terms used, heavily implied plus size reader, dr*g usage (weed), brief mention of oral (reader rec.), brief mention of p in v, shotgunning at the end

wc - 1.1k

|| an - hello!! this is my first post so pls be nice because i am terrified of posting this lmfao. very clearly inspired by the fact that i am currently high as a kite and these are just my cheeky little delulu ramblings 😭 This is obviously very self indulgent because all i can every think about doing while high is these kinds of scenarios 😮‍💨

pls enjoy!!

Lately I’ve been thinking about smoking with my faves- or even just getting high with them in general. Whether it be edibles, smoking joints, or smoking cones.

But to be very specific, instead of having edibles or smoking a joint, you two are sharing a bong. Short, but slender, the perfect little “pocket rocket” as you liked to call it. Perfect for travelling, and for moments like these, so he doesn’t burn himself too easily.

He’s got you straddling his lap, one of your hands holding the bong up to your lips and the other resting just atop his wrist, holding him still. One of his own hands held the lighter to the cone piece, allowing you to take the deep inhale, while the other made sure to keep your loose hair pushed back with two fingers, almost cupping your face in the process. He could feel the heat from the lighter on the thin skin of his wrist, but he paid no mind to it, instead watching the way the thick white smoke filled the chamber. You almost finished the entirety of the pull but had to pull back just towards the end, eyes closed and head quickly throwing back. Thick, rolling ‘o’ shaped puffs of smoke were blown from your mouth, and he watched them rise up, rolling for a good few seconds before they slowly dispersed.

“Ooh, nice ones, baby. Think they’re the best ones you’ve done so far.” He praised, moving the hand from your hair down your neck, running it gently along your torso and hip, until letting it come to rest on your thigh to keep you steady. Which turned out to be a good move, because a few seconds later you moved the hand from his wrist, tucking your mouth into your elbow and coughing. He chuckled, shaking his head and taking the bong from you, setting it to the side and raising his hand to carefully help rub over your chest to try and soothe the burning feeling with his warm palm. The coughing fit lasts for a few seconds, before you can finally relax, letting out a shaky sigh. You opened your eyes, little tears from how rough the fit was wetting the corner of your bloodshot eyes, and a sheepish little smile pulling your lips upwards. He laughed and just how high you actually looked.

“Oh honey.” He cooed, reaching for the little bottle of water he’d kept by his side just in case. He slipped it into your hands, and you thanked him sweetly, unscrewing the cap and taking a sip. He watched your throat bob ever so slightly as you swallowed the water, and he hummed out a lazy “no worries” in response. He watched you fully relax again, screwing the cap back on and setting it back down and your sides.

“Y’feelin’ better now?” He cooed, his hand sliding down the centre of your chest, making your cheeks flush at the intimate touch, and smoothing it down your stomach, your muscles twitching a little at the almost ghostly touches. You weren’t ticklish, but that particular spot, just above your pubic bone, the soft pudge of your stomach was sensitive to his touch. He enjoyed the feeling of the flesh subtly twitch under the palm of his hand, and it always made your breath shudder at the same time.

“Y-Yeah. I’m good.” You breathed, just watching his eyes take in your slightly dopey expression. He chuckled, carefully grabbing your jaw and pulling your face forward towards his own. You angled yourself down so he could connect your lips in a sweet kiss. You cooed against his lips, your hands gently cupping the sides of his neck to keep him close to you. A few soft kisses ended up turning into a slow make out session, your arms thrown around his neck, a hand carefully tangled into the roots of his hair at the back of his neck, nails scratching nicely along his scalp, while his hands rest on your ass, squeezing and very occasionally smacking the thinly covered flesh over your little pyjama shorts. His tongue lapped slowly at yours before carefully pulling it into his own mouth, giving it a little suckle that made you whimper against his lips. He returned it with a chuckle, letting your tongue go after one last gentle lick of his own against the tip, and you pulled back for air, panting. He reached up, using the palm of his hand to carefully swipe away some combined spit that had dribbled from the corner of your mouth. He looked cocky- he always looked cocky when you were like this, flustered and needy, just for him. It meant he could play with you just how he liked, and hell, you were not complaining. Sometimes he would lay you on your back, head between your thighs and licking and sucking you like you were the sweetest treat on earth, your sensitive body writhing under his ministrations while he had his fill. Or he’d have you on your hands and knees, face pushed into the pillows and your back arched, kneeling behind you and fucking you absolutely dumb until you had forgotten your own name, and could only recite his like a mantra. And you loved every single second of it.

But as you whined when he didn’t move for a moment, he simply reached over for the bong, plucking it back up once again and carefully tucking it into your hand again, and snatching up the lighter off the couch cushion. He smirked at your slightly surprised expression.

“Aren’t you gonna have any, baby?” You questioned softly. He hushed you, watching you slot your lips into the glass, and sparked the lighter up again, watching you once again inhale, the smoke rising quickly into your mouth, and into your lungs.

“‘s fine, I’ll have some after you finish yours, pretty. Just thought you could use a top-up.” He taunted, eyes half lidded and seductive. You pulled the remainder of the cone with relative ease, pulling back from the bong and once again leaning down, holding the smoke in your mouth, until you were close enough to softly blow it onto his face. He wanted to tease, so could you. He let out a sound between a sneer and a purr, quickly nearing his lips to yours as he inhaled the smoke you blew into his face.

“Little minx.” He growled, smacking your ass again, making you jump, then giggle, blowing him a kiss.

Yeah. 😩

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ask-chachamaru-kny · 1 year

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On this momentous day, genya got to

•eat a tree

•yeet a tree

#eat and yeet #yeat if you will #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #spoilers #kny s3 ep10 #demon slayer s3 episode 10 #kimetsu no yaiba season 3 episode 10 #kny spoilers #swordsmith village arc #demon slayer spoilers #kimetsu no yaiba spoilers #out of character #ooc #genya shinazugawa #shinazugawa genya

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nimmie-nugget · 10 months

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I felt evil, so eat some angst!!! 😆

I’m gonna kms what is this😭

Muichiro=Blue

[Name]=Pink

Enjoy! <3

Can be taken as platonic or romantic, more on the platonic side tho

Hints of [Name] being Mui’s tsugoku

Warnings: Self harm, Muichiro remembers you😱

Demon Slayer Masterlist

Muichiro finds you self harming

A sob echoed in the room, “I’m so worthless..!” As you continued to slash your arms with your sword. “I can’t believe I disappointed him!” You’ve been so clumsy all day, bumping and breaking things on accident and all the blame went to Muichiro. You remember the disappointed look on his face as your sobs echoed through the mist estate.

You heard some creaking and you looked towards the shoji only to be met with a shocked expression. “Tokito-san I-“ you tried to say something only to be embraced in a hug, “Why?..Why would you do this to yourself?!” He says with a slight hint of anger, you were a bit shocked to say the least, it was very out of character for him to say something like this.

You unable to utter a word, broke down in his arms. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” “Hey..calm down..deep breaths, deep breaths…” you did as he told and you eventually calmed down, blood got over his uniform but he didn’t seem to mind it and he took out what seemed to be bandages. You’ve also noticed his facial expression reverted back to the usual but you can see a saddening glint in his eyes.

“Do you care to explain why your doing this?” He asked calmly as he wrapped the bandages around your arm, you sniffled “I’m sorry! I kept messing things up and all the blame went to you!” you said with a shaky tone, “people blamed me? Hm..I must have forgot” you closed your eyes and took deep breaths and by the time you opened them Muichiro was already done.

“You won’t train tomorrow, i’ll also send a letter to Oyakata-sama to let him know not to give you any missions until you’ve healed.” “Tokito-san, I’m sorry but I must refuse-“ “you dare try to disobey a hashira?” You sigh knowing no matter what you say he won’t listen. “..alright” you mumbled. “Good. I have a futon set up in my room, you’ll be sleeping with me today.” “Tokito-san! I am truly greatful for this but I would not like to disrespect your privacy-“ he gave you a look which instantly shut you up.

“it’s Muichiro to you.” “Now get moving or do I have to carry you?” He said bluntly, you were left flustered thinking about it and you were brought back to reality as Muichiro flicked your forehead.

Muichiro tugged on your hand as he tightly held it “let’s go.” “Tokit- Muichiro-san! What about the mess?!” You looked down at the floor as it was a pool of your own blood “the kakushi’s will clean it.” Before you let out a word of protest Muichiro was already dragging you to his room, you sighed but also let out a small smile knowing your relationship with the hashira seemed to have gotten stronger.

Doesn’t really sound like angst but ok-

I’m sorry if he was ooc btw😞

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hypocriticaltypwriter · 8 months

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✯𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐠 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟?✯

Notes: So like... @mjtheartist04's Little Red Riding AU, amiright??? 👀 This is just a little gift for my pookie 😚🫶🏻 gotta say this one's pulling me out of a writers block, so thanks for having such a clever dream, 'Jay!! 🩶❤️🩶

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"I don't believe in fairytales, Genya." Rika stated with a mear shrug, her eyes leaving the young innkeeper as she glances back at the picture etched into the aged paper of a wolf, baring its large teeth at a little girl cowering against a tree deep into dark woods. She closes the burgundy leather clad book, setting it back down atop the dark oak front desk that Genya had tapping his finger against, the tapping in sync with his anxious leg bobbing, causing small whines to leave the old floorboards.

He only grunts in response, his jaw taught as he almost seemed to be grinding his teeth behind his tight lips. It wasn't new to Rika about his behavior, but something about it of all nights felt... Off.

"What? Don't believe in the Big, Bad Wolf?" Genya stated - almost genuine, and Rika would have considered it so if it weren't for the slightly raising of his brows that implicated his comment was supposed to be taken with humor.

Rika returned it with a grin splaying across her lips, bringing a hand up to the end of her crimson colored hood, tugging at it like one would tipping a hat, the action causing some of her Prussian hair to fall at her shoulders from where it had been hidden behind the vibrant fabric. "If that were true, I wouldn't have a job, now would I?" She strides across the room, not leaving Genya's train of eyesight - both not daring to break it just yet.

"To say The Big Bad Wolf would be insinuating the folks around this village believe we're dealing with a Werewolf problem which, of course, is ridiculous." Rika says, Genya tilting his head ever so slightly, eyes squitning just a tad, as though he wasn't curious by the theory, but almost offended.

"Even then, the problem is as obvious as finding the difference between water and wine." Rika gives a lopsided grin, leaning a window at the front of the dimly lit inn.

"Sheep and other wildlife disappearing or found mangled is a simple conclusion: it's just a pack of hungry wolves - actual wolves, I mean. And they just need to be relocated or taken care of."

She turns to the window, using two of her fingers to pry open the dark fusia curtains, just enough to take a peek outside and see her horse chewing at a few weeds that had crept from a few floorboards beneath near the stone streets. For some reason, she didn't feel comfortable on the idea of leaving him out there any longer, wanting to get him to a stable soon before the sun had fully set in only a few minutes.

"Look at that moon... It's beautiful tonight." Rika spoke, her voice a little softer now, dual colored eyes trained on the full pale beauty in the night sky, glistening against her iris’s of blue and pink. "Wven in the dark of night, something about their always being a light, even behind murky clouds... It makes you feel safe, doesn't it?"

"Funny." Genya spits bitterly, his voice breathy and muttered - but Rika caught the venom, almost feeling as though it was aimed at her. "It's funny what the moon does to people." He finishes after a second of silence, now seeing he had Rika’s attention.

Genya's execcent tapping against the counter came to a halt as his nail dug into the carvings, making a small squeaking noise at the traction of his nail splintering into it. He pulls away from it, trudging toward where Rika once was, eyes trained on the book, his buckled boots dragging across the floor, making a noise that didn't bring comfort to Rika, her brows furrowing.

"For most, it brings comfort, a feeling of safety," he picked it up, flipping through the pages, his fingers skimming along the assorted jumble of paragraphs and such, matched with pictures and depictions- his dark eyes lingering on a picture of a man, almost in aogny as his body began to morph into a clawed, fanged, yellow-eyed beast.

"For others, it's a curse, an omen, a warning... For people like me." He snaps the book shut with a feirce 'crack!' As the pages collided shut once more- earning a little flinch from Rika, who had now forgotten her attention on the sky outside, and kept her cautious gaze on the man in front of her.

"Genya... You're scaring me." She speaks, her voice faltering ever so slightly to prove that point, but she still kept her ground, finding her hand slowly making its way toward the hilt of her weapon, hidden behind her cloak.

"I know." Genya bluntly confirms, finally standing to his full height instead of hunched over the table. Something about him made him almost look taller now. "I can hear your panicked breathing."

The statement had already set enough alarm bells off in Rika’s head, enough for her to start backing away from her close friend- which she immediately regretted, cause Genya must've taken it as a challenge, and with each step she took backwards, he took a step forward.

"What good ears you have." Rika would have said it in a sarcastic dry tone if it weren't for the tremor in her voice, keeping her vocals to a mere mumble.

The pit in her stomach grew deeper and steeper with each step, unable to tear her eyes from Genya, almost in fear that if she did, he'd take that chance and jump at her. Hell. She didn't even want to blink. She felt so... Hunted.

"The better to hear your pretty little heart racing with."

In that moment, watching the cautious steps he took, the way his body almost hunched like an animal hiding in bushes and trees, his eyes trained and laser focused, not a sound coming from him other than his voice. He was like an animal stalking.

And she was prey.

"I can see it too. See your heart pounding in your ribcage... I can see it all." His eyes were like empty sockets, nothing but a blazing gold in place of iris’s that put the dim candlelight in the Inn to shame.

"W-what good eyes you have." Again, Rika stated, and with each one, she was beginning to see a side of Genya she knew she wasn't supposed to see. As a matter of fact, one she was supposed to ever find out about.

"The better to gaze at that face of yours morph into fear." Genya explained almost subtly, like it was passing conversation, his voice low and quiet - different from his usual behavior and mannerism. Rika didn't like it. This wasn't Genya. This wasn't her Genya.

It only took one final step before Rika felt the sensation of the wall, and the pit in her stomach formed so large that she was surprised it hadn't swallowed her whole. The beating in her chest started to sound louder, thundering in her ears so hard in almost hurt. The grip on her weapon stayed firm- but that's where it stayed, her body almost frozen with fear and defeat, leaving her unable to draw put and ready herself for the ever coming attack.

And now, finally unable to escape, she watched helplessly as Genya got closer - painfully slow in doing so, as if he was enjoying the sight as she realized she was cornered and unable to run. Not this time.

His lips curled into something sinister, all teeth and no smile, suddenly, pearly white fangs on display, prodding from his dark gums, his jaw tense and causing the muscles along his neck and collarbone to strain.

"W... What big teeth you have." Rika swallowed thickly, her throat feeling suddenly dry, her body both hot and cold as a sweat begins forming on the back of her neck, and a chill slithers up her spine, like daggers drawing into her skin. Her face was hot, and she thanked heaven above it was too dark to see the red shade her skin had began to become.

At this point, Genya is already too close for comfort. His now clawed hands were splayed out at each side of her face, his face far enough Rika begin could examine the new features starting to become apparent under the moonlight still creeping through the sliver of opened curtains... But he was close enough she could hear the low growl emiting from his throat with his slow rise and fall of his chest.

Genya opened his mouth as though to finish this little banter of words between them, but he simply laughs, a low, slow laugh, his head lolling to the side as he brings his face close to the side of her own, his almost manelike hair tickling against her tan skin, causing goosebumps to ripple along her shoulder.

He brings his hand down from where it was perched, his knuckle barely brushing against her cheek, the cold meeting her warmth was enough to even make him shudder. Tugging a long strand of her dark hair from where it was hidden behind her pointed ear, playing with the strand between his fingers.

"Now that you believe it," He starts, his voice gravelly and low, animalistic, something she hadn't heard out of him before. "Tell me something, Rika..." His breath was hot against her ear, making her hiss ever so slightly between her teeth, trying to cock back from the feeling, but only making contact with his other arm, caging her in.

"Are you scared of the Big, Bad Wolf?"

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casliveblog · 3 months

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Gyutaro: I have one regret Tanjiro: All the murders? Gyutaro: Oh god no, those were fun as hell

#ooc #Toonami #Demon Slayer

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oemmio · 2 years

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Happy b-day to Genya's dad🎉

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #genya shinazugawa #gyomei himejima #drawing #fan art #this is so ooc #but genya does look like someone is threatening him so i guess its ok

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whirling-fangs · 8 months

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Do you ever like a character so much that you travel 12 000 km across the planet and climb a mountain just to know what their life truly is like?

#mask off / ooc post #this. this is my achievement of a lifetime #i am the Ultimate Inosuke Writer™ now #i couldn't reach the summit because there were thunderstorms and i thought i'd die!!!#i met a local who told me 'the summer was too hot and the mountain gods are angry'#it was truly an adventure #and tomorrow is the last day in japan :(#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny #hashibira inosuke #inosuke hashibira

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thedemises · 6 months

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note!... sanemi might be out of character bc i haven't written for kny for a long time (my writing has gotten slightly awful since then) and most of the plot doesn't match up(?) right.. this is kind of a draft??? since I written it last minute bc I don't want this idea to slip from my head. also angst and spoilers for the demon slayer: kimetsu no yaiba manga!!

━━ . RELIGIOUS。s. sanemi oneshot!!

sanemi shinazugawa was never a religious person.

in present time, he doesn't usually pray every night—he doesn't have the time to pray because he knows. he knows God won't listen to his prayers any way, he knows fate won't change for him.

then once again, after that incident, he goes on his knees—scarred hands clasped together—and prays again. he prays, that he won't lose another cared person again.

it was his last pray—two nights before the day his best friend, masachika, died by the hands of a lower moon demon. and when he prayed again (for the last time, he thought, it'd be the last pray), was when the day before tomorrow for the battle, and he prayed that you and genya would be alive after the fight against muzan kibutsuji, the demon king.

the aftermath of it, he decides to go on his kness—and he prays—he prays again. sanemi just can't afford another vengeful God to take any more of his loved ones from him again. not after they took his former best friend, his younger brother, and— you. you.

and he lost you, too.

he lost you, like genya and masachika. like the master and his mother. like everyone he knew deeply, he loved and cared for you like no other.

alas, the Gods took you away.

and again, he prays. with the deaths of his loved ones lingering in his mind.

he can almost feel the firm yet soft touch of yours, the familial caress on his head from his mother and master oyakata, his little siblings' grasps on around his arms, the ghostly arms of genya hugging his body, and masachika placing a hand on his broad shoulder.

when sanemi opens his eyes, nothing is around him. it was just him, in the graveyard, kneeled before your grave beside masachika's. genya's was no wheere to be seen, as his body had disappeared in the battlefield.

he looks—seeing the grand master's grave, and with a sad gaze in his normally aggressive eyes, one could almost miss the tear that slips and falls with a silent drip as rain begins to pour.

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piichuu · 11 months

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♡ SELF HATRED - GIYUU TOMIOKA

warnings: insecurities (stretch marks, scars etc), fluff/comfort, gn!reader

word count: 716

you’re all pretty as you are, i hope you don’t forget that <3

“is something wrong?” giyuu steps inside the bedroom while you’re standing in front of the mirror, staring down at the clothes you’re wearing. it’s just something simple such as a pair of sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt, but you’ve just been at home all day after all.

however, your boyfriend speaking causes you to look away from the mirror and towards him instead. he has been away for work the entire day and hasn’t yet gotten to change his clothes. “why are you staring at yourself like that? is there anything wrong with the shirt?” he asks when he notices you glancing towards the mirror again.

you sigh and shake your head, but don’t say anything else as you lay down in bed. it’s getting late and going to sleep now wouldn’t kill you, but giyuu will most definitely not let you sleep without knowing what’s wrong because he knows damn well that something isn’t right.

“then what’s wrong?” he asks, sitting down on the edge of the bed as he looks towards you, not caring about the fact that he’s still in his work clothes that have become rather uncomfortable throughout the day. he just wants to understand, to understand you and your thoughts.

you look up towards the ceiling, not wanting to look at his face as you begin to speak. “i just-i feel ugly. like, everything about me is just…ugly,” you mumble and giyuu tilts his head to the side, indicating that he wants to hear more. “i don’t know how to explain it, but i just look at myself and i just want to cry and destroy every single mirror i see. i feel ashamed going outside. i just wanna hide in bed all day so no one can see me.”

giyuu furrows his eyebrows when hearing all this. has this all gone over his head these past few days? how can he not have noticed the hateful thoughts you’ve had about yourself? he strokes your leg, drawing a few figures over it before he opens his mouth to speak. “i’m sorry,” he says.” “i’m sorry for not noticing sooner.”

you finally look at him, now noticing the somber look on his face as he moves his hand over your leg, trying his best to comfort you. “you shouldn’t feel ashamed, i think you’re the prettiest human to ever exist,” he admits, keeping his eyes on yours so you’ll understand that he’s telling the truth, he’s speaking truly from his heart and there isn’t a single lie in his statement. he really does think you’re the prettiest being to ever walk this earth.

a few tears fill your eyes and without saying a word, you sit up and wrap your arms around him, nuzzling your face into his chest as he pulls you onto his lap to hug you closer. “there isn’t anything about you that is ugly. you’re beautiful, inside and out,” he places a kiss to the top of your head while allowing you to let the tears flow down your cheeks.

“i just hate this feeling so much, i hate always looking at myself and never liking what i see. there’s always something that’s wrong. stretch marks, scars, pimples-“ giyuu shakes his head and shushes you by putting his finger over your lips. “none of that is ugly. it’s natural and those scars you have are only signs of how much of a fighter you are, right?”

he strokes your back. “and one day you’ll see that yourself, but it’ll take time and i will help you all the way through it,” he whispers and you nod, cuddling into him further while hugging him tightly.

“thank you…for being here,” you mumble and he smiles softly, cupping your cheeks so you’ll look up at him. “i’ll always be here, don’t ever worry about that,” he says before giving your forehead a light kiss. “let’s just get some rest now, tomorrow’s a new day.”

you nod as he lays down, still with you in his arms before putting the blanket over the both of you. “i love you so much, so so much,” giyuu whispers and you look at him with a smile finally playing at the corners of your lips. “i love you, giyuu. thank you for looking after me.”

#i hope this isn’t too ooc #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer #demon slayer x you #kimetsu no yaiba #giyuu tomioka #giyuu tomioka x reader #giyuu tomioka fluff #demon slayer fluff #giyuu tomioka x y/n #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #x reader

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picavecalyx · 1 day

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demon slayer my beloved one day I will bring back my meow meow muses

#tw kny #tw demon slayer #ooc.#i mainly wrote kagaya and rui ....#and douma...

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komoboko · 4 months

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May one politely make a request of an Obanai x fem!reader where he's in denial of the fact that he's catching feelings for said lady considering his hatred towards women??(please🙏🏻🙏🏻) And in this case of scenario the reader is like his tsuguko/disciple or smth with a sorta happy-go-lucky personality

SORRY IF THIS WAS TOO SPECIFIC 🥹🥹🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️

𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

Obanai Iguro x fem!tsuguko reader

spoilers for obanai’s past ・Obanai my beloved..

Obanai has yet to ever feel this conflicted before.

Time and time again obanai feels as love is something that should be pushed aside, his occupation already cuts his life short and in his eyes he is tainted already. Undeserving of it.

Adding onto the wound, obanai is not very.. fond of women. After the physical abuse of the all female clan he was born in. He already had started his hatred long ago.

So why does he stare at you with such a longing look in his eyes?

You were only his tsuguko, just somebody training under him to become his next successor. He tried not to get close, well he tried it was really you who was putting in the effort to get to know him. Your determination was always one of your admirable qualities.

Each and every day he really did try to push you away from him, but every time you persisted in trying to get to know the serpent pillar. At one point he gave up on trying to stop your advances as it would only bring more trouble for him compared to you. Once he finally did let you hang around him was when he started noticing more things about you.

You were a positive person to say the least in some ways you reminded him of mitsuri. Always had a determined look during training and always celebrated after getting down with a much harder training session. You had a attractive personality in his mind.

Not to say the additional plus that somehow kaburamaru has taken a liking to you to. If the chance ever comes where kaburamaru isn't with iguro, he'll find the white snake somewhere with you. It's hard to get kaburamaru to like anybody at all, so if his snake actually seems to enjoy your presence then maybe he should try and give you a chance.

But there is no way Obanai liked you. It was just a phase he was going through, something that he would get over and move on. He's probably just impressed by your skills, it must be it. You were a skillful swordsmith after all, he could tell you had so much potential for the future.

The more he attempted to push you away, the more he wanted to actually seek you out. He started getting used to you saying good morning to him and your constant “nagging” presence. He’d always shake off the feeling trying to get ahold of himself, but he would always begin thinking about this another time again.

Oh no, but the serpent pillar was not in love. It just physically impossible. Mathematically impossible as well. He was simply admiring you. Everybody does that obviously. He only wants to understand what your fighting style is.

Obanai could not be in love, this used to be a fact every slayer knows. Now it’s has turned into just words of encouragement for Obanai until he realizes he’s head over heels for you..

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #x reader #fluff #@.komoboko writes #headcanon #kny fluff #obanai iguro #kny obanai #obanai x reader #obanai iguro x reader #grumpy x sunshine #kaburamaru #this is ooc I’m crying

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ask-dancing-fox · 21 days

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~¤▪︎°☆《《Mod: I HEAR WE'RE GETTING SABITO THIS EP LET'S GOOO!!! I'VE WAITED FOR THIS FOR SO LONG I'M COMING OUT OF HIBERNATION!!!》》☆°▪︎¤~

#sabito #demon slayer #sabigiyuu #sabito x giyuu #giyu tomioka #ooc

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anmiruzu · 9 months

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Procrastinating with Senjuro

a/n just a small drabble while i procrastinate on my hw assignment i hate my honors teacher anyways i have no idea if i did his character justice bvfhdj this is why i hate writing dialogue :”D

-218 words-

you sigh as you rest your head on your unfinished papers.

“...y/n”

“hm?” you curiously look up at senjuro. “yeah?”

“you have to at least do something”

“i know, i know, but it’s so boring — y’know, actually, how much have you done, sen?”

“i’m almost done”

you bolt up with surprise evident in your eyes. “you are?!”

“yes, do you want help?”

“please”

senjuro soon finishes his own assignment and switches his attention to you and your work. you continue to quietly grumble not wanting to work on your uninteresting assignment.

he starts to help you with your assignment pointing out areas you can improve on and giving you general tips. as you reach the half-way point, he gently pats your head as a reward.

“you’ve made progress”

“yup, just another half to go” you stretch your arms and yawn as you start to work again.

senjuro smiles as he gently runs his hand through your hair. “do you want to take a break? we’ve been working for quite a while”

“yeah, that sounds nice”

“mhm” senjuro gets up from the tatami mat to head towards the kitchen. “i’ll make you some of your favorite so relax”

“thank you, senjuro”

“of course” he leans down and gives you a small kiss on the nose. “anything for you”

{kimetsu no yaiba masterlist here}

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