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Obanai Iguro x Male y/n
You were a demon, one that didn't show fear, and had no regrets. You hated company, and you hated people that got close to people you trusted, or people that broke the rules. You might have been a demon, but you trained yourself to object human blood, and instead you take animals, which does the same affect, and surprisingly there was rare blooded animals as well, and you've consumed 2, which leads to 2 hundred. You also kill and eat demons to make the demon slayers job a little easier. You glanced the sun from a tinted window in a restraint. You were well known around here and a lot of people new you were a demon. People trusted you ,a nd you did the same. Though there were some nay-sayers, you didn't let that stop you. You were the guardian of this village and never will you let any being hurt your friends. The waiter came up to you and smiled, "Hello Y/n nice to see you again, what may I get you?", she giggled. You smiled back, and faced her and away from the window, "I'll like a normal White chocolate coffee", you asked. She tilted her head, "Why do you drink coffee? I thought it doesn't fill you?", you assumed. You sigh, "It doesn't, I just like the taste", you pat her hand that was leaning on the table. She blushes, "I under-stand, sir", she stuttered while walking away as fast as possible. You were a sign of beauty, and a lot of people had little crushed on you, but you didn't really care about them, since there was only one man for you. You were only interest in men, and she knew that, yet she couldn't help but hope. You pulled out a photo of a childhood friend, that lived in a family of all females. He said that he didn't like it their and that he ran away but soon catch by what seemed like his mother. Though you didn't know him all that well, you spent around 4 mouths together before he was taken back.
3 hours Later
News of another demon in your village catch your attention. You moved to the news paper and growled, and if you knew what this growl was like to other humans, you'll be scared of yourself. You walk to the edge of the village and see something move. I draw my long sharp unbreakable nails reaching the ground. I get into my stance, "Who's out there, I swear if your the demon that's killed two of my beloved villager, I will end you with much torcher. Though any demons could regenerate, your nails had the same effect as a demon slayers sword, so you were able to kill them with ease. You moved forward, and...
SLASH. Your ear was chopped of in an instant. You jump back dogdeing the next attack that was going to follow. You sharpen your nails, "Listen here, I will not let you pass this point you deserving demo-", you got knocked back into another tree. Their was a man with a black a white Kimono, in a stripe pattern. You tilted your head, "Oh? Are you apart of the demon slayer corps? I haven't met a slayer yet. Nice to mee-", he slashed you again, but missed. He had hatred in his eyes and it looked like he wanted to kill you. You understood and took a deep breath, "Please stop, there is a rule standing that the demons of my kind should not be harmed in this village/ hey, stop trying to attack me and listen you rule breaking punk", you move forward with amerce speed deactivating your demon ability and just cut his arm, "You sir need to take a chill pilll and read the instruction, we are both trying to defeat the demon that's killing my people, so let's work together and -", this guy wasn't giving up on killing you. You sighed and used your second demon technique and chopped the side of his neck but using the speed of light, "I warned you didn't I?", you picked him up bridal style and carried him to the nursing home to help him get back from a cut and a chop to the neck, while you went out and consumed some more old animal from the farm. You were right in the middle of eating some chicken, but you found the demon and decided to eat him instead. (Don't do battle scenes to well)
5 hours later.
You got back to then nursery and saw the man from before, but before you could walk up to him you say the young girl talking to him, "Sorry about our little demon sir. He might seem like a normal demon, but trust me he's as loving as any human, though he is quite stuck up. He's never eaten a human, and instead he feeds off the demons or the old animals from the farm. It's been this way for 4 year now, and I say 99% of people like him, and sometimes more says then one", she says winking. You never really knew you were that important, but it was nice to know people liked you. She continued, "He also is like our own little demon slay-", she sees you in the corner of her eye and flusters up, "S-sorry, I d-didn't know y-you were there. Sorry~", she stuttered from embarrassment. You sighed, "It's fine, I know all this already", you said while looking at the demon slayer, "And by the way, I've already killed the demon that's been killing my people, so when your ready you can leave, but if you want to stay, then that’s your choice. I was going to walk out but something grabbed my hand. I turn back to see a blue and yellow eyed man, “I didn’t really get to see your face before, what’s with the mask?”
"If what your saying is true then I need proof", he said with a stern tone. You sigh walking over to the nurse, and gently lift her arm, "May I?", you asked so politely.
"Of course", he blushed. You lifted her arm and pieced her her skin gently. You took the blood and rubbed it on your nose and mouth. You look back at the snake boy and smirk, "I'm amuse to blood, in fact I find human blood disgusting"
"But... It seems like you need to come with me", he demanded. What the hell is this guy on about?
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"Kabuamaru! You can't bite my patients!"
Yan! Possessive! Obanai x Nurse! Reader
(Reader works at the Butterfly Mansion)
Obanai is the type of yandere who will observe you from afar, he does not take action
However, in this scenario, let's say he does
He isn't as needy as Sanemi, thankfully, but he does like your attention
He is really insecure about his face, and hasn't even let you see it, but he lets you change him and take care of his wounds and stuff
He's not one for physical affection, he's more of a gift-giver and words-of-affirmation person
You can't count how many times he's given you small gifts
If Obanai is resting in the Butterfly Mansion, he'll give you Kabumaru and says something along the "So he can watch over you" when in reality it's Kabuamaru can scare off trashy patients
Kabuamaru has bitten a guy who got too comfortable with you
Obanai stands firm in his belief that his snake did the right thing
He hates females, as you know (But if you are female or identify as female you are the exception, but for now, you are gender-neutral)
He can only stand you and Shinobu taking care of him because he gets sick at anyone else
Obanai is ranked as the second hardest pillar to talk to, so whenever he's around you, not many get close
"Kabuamaru! You can't bite my patients!"
He chuckled for the rest of the day when his snake bit a 'trashy male' as he called it
You, however, did not find it funny
"Obanai, that wasn't funny, he could've gotten seriously hurt."
"I'm just protecting you, and he deserved it for committing the crime of daring to piss me off, and trying to flirt with you. That trash is lucky that's all I did."
"You are so lucky I love you."
He only hummed in response, but Kabu slid onto your shoulder, and rubbed his head against your cheek, showing its affection.
You knew what that meant
"Love you too, Oba."
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Obanai x Mitsuri x You !!
(Obanai and Mitsuri were head over heels for each other, and everyone knew that, but what was keeping them from getting together? The answer for that was you, you were a hashira along with the both of them, specifically the (first) insect hashira, they both admired your beauty for a while until they both finally got together and came up with a plan where all of you were happy with one another)
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“Mitsuri and obanai have been eyeing each other ever since they met each other. I’m surprised not one of them have made a move yet” shinobu said as she worked on making more refills of her medicine.
You hummed as you listened to her ramble on what the lastest tea was, you were always the one having to listen to shinobu whenever she had some news to tell someone.
You let out a deep breath, “I can never get enough of your ramblings” you chuckled slightly at the of your sentence, shinobu smiled, “I’m glad”.
“I have to go now shinobu, see you later” the black haired woman hummed a goodbye as she heard your footsteps grow faint.
It was a lovely afternoon, the sun shined brightly and the birds chirped songs like no other. You couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the garden.
You stepped down to admire the flowers that began to bloom, the buds slowly exposing their soft, new peddles. While admiring the flowers, something caught your eye.
You turned your head to side, trying to figure out what could’ve been the thing that caught your eye, pink and green hair was the first thing you saw. Then, as you looked more into what the thing was, you connected eye contact with gorgeous green eyes.
As soon as the person saw that you caught onto them, they dashed away. You were about to call out to them but it was too late, they were probably too far gone to hear you.
You sighed deeply but decided to continue admire the various different flowers growing.
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After a long, hard mission. You were left to walk back to the mansion, you breathed heavily as you dragged your body across the dirt road.
As you were dragging yourself you noticed a familiar white and black striped haori appeared in the corner of your eye, you turned your head to find one of your fellow hashira. Obanai.
You grew excited as you finally saw a familiar face, “obanai!” You called out, which happened to scare obanai a bit, the black haired man turned around to see you jogging over to him.
He quickly turned around but didn’t walk away and instead waited for you to catch up to him. “Obanai! Did we seriously have our missions so close to one another?! That’s so cool!”
You went on to ramble on whatever you decided to ramble on about. You turned to obanai, unlike whenever he was around anyone else (other than mitsuri), he was actually listening to you. Taking in the information that you provided him and took it into mind.
Obanai noticed your staring and quickly shielded his intensely red face, his snake following his exact movements.
You giggled “I appreciate you actually listening to my rambling iguro” you said with a sweet smile.“No problem..” obanai replied softly, still hiding his face.
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A couple days went by, nothing out of the ordinary happened while doing so. You continued doing your missions and continued just being you.
On one particular day, you were helping aoi with the chores around the butterfly mansion. “Y/n~! A certain someone came around to see you!” Your sister’s voice called out to you. You excused yourself from aoi and jogged over to where shinobu was.
Shinobu gave you a sly grin and walked off, showing the “certain someone” she was talking about.
Mitsuri’s gorgeous green eyes met yours, she quickly pushed an envelope onto your chest and ran off. You were kind’ve taken aback by how quick she ran off.
You opened the envelope to read that you were asked to meet obanai and mitsuri next to the cherry blossom near the stream in the garden by the time the sun was at its lowest while setting.
You looked up and saw the sun slowly turn the blue sky into a bright warm orange color with mixes of other colors.
You made your way over to the stream, wondering what you were invited for. You finally made it to see both obanai and mitsuri talking to one another.
Obanai caught your appearance and tapped mitsuri, making her look at you. Once you grew more near you saw that they were both flushed with a bright red color on their face.
“You.. asked to see me..?” You asked, obanai and mitsuri shared a looked and quickly looked back at you, nodding simultaneously. “So, what happened?”
Mitsuri coward behind obanai, smacking the back of his shoulder and whisper-yelling “tell him!”. Obanai reluctantly stepped forward and opened his mouth.
“Me and mitsuri talked about this and.. we were wondering if.. you’d.. like.. to.. date us.. both..?” Obanai said as he looked at the ground. You could hear his embarrassment in asking such a request.
You smiled softly, “why of course~!” You said as you interlocked fingers with obanai with one hand and interlocked fingers with mitsuri with the other.
“I’ll gladly be with the both of you~” you said smoothly, mitsuri’s eyes grew bright as she leaped onto you, hugging you with her arms around your neck. You took obanai by the waist and pulled him close to you too.
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OH EM GEE GUESS WHO DECIDED TO WRITE AFTER 4 MONTHS!!!!!!?????????
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(KNY) YANDERE PLATONIC! KOKUSHIBO x SISTER READER: You, Shibou. I, Kokoro (CHAPTER FIVE)
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CHAPTER FIVE: "These explanations are valid. But it should be known if the same day a friend of the desperate hasn't spoken to him with an indifferent tone.."
Mourning is the expression of grief after someone died. There are several types of mourning with an example being Chronic Grief.
Symptoms for this kind of grief can include extreme feelings of hopelessness, A sense of disbelief and a loss of meaning. All of which can lead to severe clinical depression or thoughts of self harm and even suicide.
The song of sparrows and swallows danced through the summer breeze, All sat nestled within the vegetation as they hummed their melody.
The soft sunlight shone down upon the shrine, Giving a blessing of quiet light to the abundance of blossoming flowers nearby. [F/N] blinked once, Trying to figure out whether what she was seeing was a mirage or reality.
Was this the afterlife? It certainly felt like it as the gentle warmth caressed her skin, A calm embrace that pacified her worries. It felt peaceful, Something so tranquil that she couldn't help but melt into the porch she was perched on.
She felt the heat of the wood as she laid against it, Like a firm hand cupping her cheek as she basked in the sunlight. Her worries quickly dissolving into nothing at the touch.
Afterlife.. Why did she mistake her everyday as the Afterlife? How did it even come up in the first place? [F/N] had no idea. She huffed lightly, Only mildly confused as she nuzzled further into the comfort of the timber.
She took a moment to take it all in. The rustle of the leaves, The cicadas in the bushes, The clear sapphire skies looking over her. It was beautiful, A serene little world all to herself, It was paradise.
Life was nice, It was simple and tranquil. She tended to the crops, To the shrine and the wellbeing of the forest. And after she was done with that she could spend her day roaming around with the wildlife, Spending time with her brothers and watching them train.
It was good.
"[F/N]..!"
She heard her name called out to her, And without a second thought or any bodily control [F/N] jolted up from her lying position to look across the courtyard.
"Lying on the porch again? You're gonna get sunburn if you keep doing that.."
[F/N] watched her older brother, Michikatsu, Slowly make his way over to her. He had a single hand on the hilt of his sword while the other was wiping the training sweat from off his brow, A light smile playing on his face as he did.
"Michi-Nii! You're back!" [F/N] exclaimed as she hopped up from the porch, Quickly dusted herself off before running over to him and jumping into his arms so swiftly that it made him stumble back a bit.
"Ah! [F/N], You need to be more careful.. You could of knocked me over." Michikatsu scolded, Yet the warmth playing in both his eyes as he held her up told [F/N] all she needed to know.
"As if! You're too tough for that." [F/N] grinned as she looked down on her older brother.
Michikatsu shook his head lightly
"You really give me too much credit sometimes.." Michikatsu remarked as he brought his gaze away from her, His smile was still there yet [F/N] could see the slight quirk.
She reached over and held his shoulder, The touch bringing him back to his senses as he looked right back at [F/N].
"You don't give yourself enough credit, You're able to train for hours at a time and not even get tired. I'd definetly consider that tough!" [F/N] said, The smile evident in her voice as she said so.
Michikatsu frowned
"I hear you saying things like that all the time to Yorichii, You know? I appreciate your words but.." Michikatsu trailed off from his sentence, The venomous undertone spiking in concentration at the mention of his twin.
[F/N] squeezed his shoulder.
"…But Yori-nii doesn't train for hours at a time, Does he? I mean all my words to him, I really do but if I am being honest.." [F/N] paused as she lowered her voice. "You've got drive to be strong. It's really admirable, You know? Yori-nii may be strong and such but honestly, You have the passion to do it.. It's you who I look up to." [F/N] admitted.
A nervous giggle followed her words, Like she was slightly embarrassed by the fact she was actually able to confess it to him.
Michikatsu seemed shocked as he heard this, The light in his blank eyed stare seemed to spark up like wood to friction as he looked up at his sister. The grip on her grew only a smidge tighter as he smiled.
"You.. You really mean that?" Michikatsu asked.
[F/N] beamed back at him, An expression that almost seemed as warm as the sun as she looked back at him.
"Of course I mean it! You're my-" [F/N] cut herself off suddenly, Her words dying on her tongue. The happy grin slowly dissolving into a puzzled frown.
"[F/N]?" Michikatsu asked as he noticed the grip on his shoulder loosen, Then eventually fall to her side.
"You're my.." [F/N] mumbled. Michikatsu set her down onto the ground, Her feet lightly touching the smoothed dirt as she stood there quietly.
Michikatsu went down onto a single knee to level his eyes with her far-off ones.
"[F/N].. Are you alright?" He asked, Eyes searching for the answer as he watched her brows knit together. Her stare returning to him as her visage contorted into a slightly alarmed expression.
"I.. I don't know.. Who are you?" [F/N] exclaimed, Her stance stumbled back. Her breath growing heavy as she felt the world around her darken, The sun burning so bright before seemed to melt away into a endless black void.
"[F/N]" Her name sounded so distorted when he spoke now, As she looked back at him she could see that it wasn't just the sun that was melting.
It was his face too.
Like melting wax his features turned into sludge. His nose, Eyes and mouth all dripped down and fell into a puddle on the ground, Which started pulling them both in like quicksand.
[F/N] screamed.
She tried to pull away once his molten arm lunged out for hers, Yet she was too slow. His rapidly deteriorating limb locking onto hers, Yanking her forward off her feet and into his grasp.
[F/N] cried even louder, Tears starting to rush out of her ducts as she felt the sludge touch her skin.
He kept making noises as he pulled her in, Strangled and choked wails like he was in pain. Like his vocal chords were mangled and severed inside his throat. [F/N] struggled, She flailed about in his hold. Kicked, Punched, Hit, Anything. Anything at all to get out of the sludge starting to envelop her whole.
It latched onto her legs, Onto her arms and her mid-section. It was like it was desperate, Like it's life depended on bringing her as close as possible.
What was happening? Why was the entire world that seemed so tranquil before turn into a candle wax nightmare? The entire world seemed to follow suit of the monster intent on consuming her, Dripping away and mixing together like a raindrops on a window.
Her screams mixed into the dissolving world too, Sounds combining with the shrill cries of the monster as she felt the nigh-boiling heat of his molten flesh grasp onto her face. [F/N] felt her own skin start to bubble.
Then eventually, She felt herself start to melt.
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Her body jolted like skin to an exposed wire, Eyes shooting open as she gasped for air.
She felt her lungs rapidly expand then decrease, A cold sweat running down her back as she tried to gather her racing thoughts.
[F/N]'s body felt like it had been frozen to the touch, Both with the sheer temperature of the chilling room and the stiffness of her unthawed limbs. They felt so numb, The only feeling was the minute aching of her joints so far spread that it was like she hadn't moved in weeks.
What happened? [F/N] gripped the side of her head, A throbbing pain in her frontal lobe pulsated as she groaned in pain. It made it hard to recollect herself, To remember what could of happened.
Her spare hand felt around, Vision still a tad blurry as her fingers met the soft touch of thick fabric.
[F/N] tried to blink away the fuzz in her sight as she continued to feel around, It was the cotton bedding of a futon.
She groaned, Finally piecing together enough parts of the puzzle to come to terms of what happened.
[F/N] had fallen asleep, She had another nightmare.
[F/N] sighed. A tired yet tad annoyed exhale of air escaped her lungs as her body stilled onto the futon like a rolling coin, The soft mattress feeling like delicate silk on her skin as she relaxed.
Her memories, They came back to her like a heeling dog. [F/N] recalled the fight with Uppermoon one, Her fatal injuries, The destruction of her shrine.. She felt her heart jolt at the thought of it.
The walls which sheltered her through thick and thin, The ruined hallways that held such talkative life and the ceilings that housed the injured and maimed.. All destroyed within a single night.
The thought of it disgusted [F/N], During the fight she hadn't thought much of it- The raw adrenaline being a distraction to it's fall. She calmed down rather quickly however.
The fight with the Uppermoon, Her injuries, The shrine's destruction. It wasn't real, It couldn't be.
Because she was currently lying in her bedroom.
It was dark, [F/N] could barely see a foot in front of her due to the poor lack of lighting. Despite it however she could make out the basic shapes of furniture lying within the shadows. The closet, The dresser and the tatami mats lain out were all there, Just like they've always been.
The shoji door's that let in only a crack of periwinkle light, The several statues of worship scattered about, Everything she owned, They were here.
It all must of been a dream, Her bedroom was destroyed along with the rest of the shrine so it was completely impossible to be lying down on her futon right now.
[F/N] felt a low frustration rise in her throat. These nightmares were getting out of hand. It was easier when it was the blizzard, Then she knew what to expect, She knew what she was getting into despite how horrid it would be.
Now? Dreams involving "Uppermoon one", Both the melting flesh and the shrine invasion were so much worse. They changed every time, She had no idea what was coming, Had no preparation at all.
The latter was particularly worse. Mitsuri's face, Her hysterical begging for [F/N] not to go, It burned into her mind like a branding. Not to mention the finality of her death only to wake up and find out it was just a nightmare.
[F/N] thought she finally got it over with, She supposed not however, The shrine was proof of that.
Though these dreams had to be a sign, But of what?
[F/N] stretched her arms slightly, Trying to wear off the numbness in her joints as she tried to haul her upper body into a sitting position, Only to yelp out in pain and fall back into the silky mattress.
A sharp pain feeling appeared in her abdomen once she tried to get up, It felt like a dozen knives stabbing into her, Twisting and turning within her guts.
[F/N] groaned, Her hands reaching down to the point of pain only to come to touch with what felt like bandage dressing.
Her eyes widened, Needing to confirm this information she quickly shoved off the covers protecting her from the cold draft. And sure enough, She was right.
Wrapped tightly yet carefully across her abdomen were thick bandages, Wrapped entirely around the front to her back.
Small splotches of red seemed to stain parts of the dressing, One's that made [F/N]'s jaw drop agape as she peered down at her core.
What.. What does this mean..?
Her dream.. In her dream she was fatally wounded, She had finally died.. All due to deep injury inflicted on her. It had to be a dream though, She was in her shrine of course!
But it was here, The dressing was covering the exact place she had been struck.
[F/N] planted both hands on each side of her and with great effort she slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position, Careful not to trigger the pain.
Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead as she finally sat up. She was simply dressed in an oversized Jinbei, Sleep clothing that seemed too big for her stature yet stayed comfortable draped on it anyways.
She breathed in and out. What was happening? The shrine around her started to seem more distorted than it did before. Furniture seeming bigger or smaller than she remembered, Things misplaced.
All of it just starting to seem.. off.
It was her shrine but.. Something was wrong. Something very wrong.
The feeling creeping up her spine didn't help either. An uncomfortable dread climbing up her back and drenching her in sweat, A feeling that felt like she was being watched.
Her open maw snapped shut. Her body growing rigid in place, The eyes like that of a gorgons.
Something was watching her
From her peripherals, She could see six glowing amber eyes were watching her from within the darkness.
They were piercing. Even though she only dared to see through the corners of her vision she could tell how intense their gaze was, How they seemed to be looking right through her, Glaring right into her soul.
She felt her hands start to tremble. Her mouth growing dry as her thoughts felt like they were going a thousand miles per minute, Racing to find a solution.
The eyes.. There eyes were looking at her.. What was she going to do? What could she do?
[F/N] had no time to think as they started to move.
The six glowing points shifted and moved within the shadows like fireflies. [F/N] could only make out the general shape of the being as it morphed within the darkness into what looked like a standing position.
[F/N] didn't need to have another thought, She knew who it was. It was the man from her 'dreams'.
Uppermoon one.
In her dream or at least what she thought was a dream he seemed much less.. Imposing. It's not to say he wasn't, He certainly was but it was easily ignorable due to the heat of the moment and [F/N]'s own desires.
But now as his frightening form emerged from the dark corners, His sinister prescence nigh-radiating from his figure she could only turn her head over in horror to meet his hellish visage staring right back at her.
This was the man from her dreams. The man in the blizzard, This was him.
The image of his open mouth ready to bite down, Body lunging for her. Teeth digging into the flesh of her arm. All of it flashed in her mind in rapid motion. How could she be so stupid to not figure it out?
This was what Inari was warning her about.
"You're awake.." His voice sent a freezing chill through her system, Her heart feeling like it was restarting inside of her chest as her breathing grew ragged.
Her mask. Where was her mask?
[F/N]'s fight or flight activated. Her fighter instincts finally kicking in as her hand shot out to where her mask usually sat, Hidden within her haori.
But she came up empty, Her hand only touching the side of her jinbei.
Her mask was nowhere in sight.
"I've been waiting so long.. For you to awaken.." Uppermoon one rasped. He took careful calculated steps towards her, A steady pace that moved him closer to [F/N] ever so slowly.
What was he going to do to her? She couldn't fight back, Her mask..
She was completely useless without her mask. It was the source of her body strength, The one she was most used to fighting in.
Her body now was too frail, Not to mention the large gash in her abdomen.
She was helpless.
The only thing she could do was back away on the futon, Pushing herself as far into the corner as she could. Get as much distance between him and her as she eyed him up and down, Waiting for his next move.
"W-What do you want.. How am I here..?" Her voice was filled with defensive malice, Yet it shook under the weight of the situation. Her terror seeping through it all.
Kokushibo didn't falter in his stride as he approached her. The room was dark, The only thing illuminated was his eyes as he stopped in front of the futon. Staring down at her shrunken form.
His eyes narrowed as he looked at her, His knee's crouching down so he was as close to her level as possible.
[F/N] felt like a sitting duck under him. His hand reached out, Light from his eyes shining off his claws.
She clenched her eyes shut, Not wanting to know wha-
A cold palm touched the side of her cheek, A chilling sensation that felt like dry ice on her skin, So much so that it almost felt a scorching fire.
"Open your eyes.. I want to see them.." He commanded. Out of fear she did what he said and gazed up at him.
She looked upon his face, Her eyes locked onto his that looked down at her with such an odd emotion, Such a strange way his bloodshot eyes seemed so calm. A way that disturbed her down to her very core.
His palm was cupping her cheek, Claws careful not to graze her as his thumb rubbed gently over her skin. Eyes searching for something before a small uncanny smile appeared on his face looking so unnatural on him, Showing off the row of sharp teeth settled in his maw.
"You're here.. You're really here.. The gods have given you back to me after all these centuries.." He mumbled under his breath as his thumb rubbed the outline of her cheekbones.
[F/N] didn't understand, Mind like tangled threads as she spoke out once again.
"W-Where am I.. Why.. W-Why am I alive?" She cried. Tears brimming on the ledge of her eyes as she shied away from his sickening touch, Not for long however as his hand just gripped the side of her face harder, Keeping her in place.
Kokushibo shook his head lightly.
"You are frightened.. It is understandable.. You have woken up with an injury and most assumedly a headache.. I do sincerely apologise for that.. But I ask you to calm down.. You are safe now.." He spoke, His tone trying its best to mimic a comforting tone while [F/N] didn't believe his words for a single second.
She swallowed down the sheer terror in her throat.
"A-Answer me.. W-Why am I here.. Alive?" [F/N] repeated.
Kokushibo only caressed the side of her cheek, His face filled up with thought as he began to speak.
"..It is a rather silly question.. Why you are here should already be obvious to you.. And alive..? You are lucky I was able to provide first aid.. Otherwise.." He trailed off, The last of his words going unspoken as his smile dropped.
[F/N] took the chance to speak, A small slither of vigour still left in her as she did.
"It's not obvious at all.. Explain it to me, I-I should be dead.. I should.. Why am I alive, Where am I.. What do you plan on doing with me?" She looked back up at him with the steadiest expression she could muster, One of which he completely ignored in favour of his stare turning.. Miffed.
"You.. You should be aware of why you are here.. Do you not recognise me, Little one?" Kokushibo asked. His demeanour started to shift to a more recognisable aura, Something serious. More dark in the hum of his voice.
"I-I.." She recognised him alright. His face was burned into her vision every time she blinked. Met his eyes every time she slumbered, But judging by the tone of his voice.. That wasn't the right answer.
"No.." [F/N] said, Shaking her head as she watched his frown contort into a scowl. One which she shrunk back into the corner at as he dropped the hand cupping her cheek, Letting it fall to his side.
"I.. No.. You said my name.. You called me by my nickname, The one you always used.. You remember, Don't you?" Kokushibo's voice, The serious tone was still there, Permeating his voice yet the lilt undertone of a pleading man, Desperate and confused radiated within his voice.
[F/N] sharpened her jaw, She had no idea what he was talking about. He spoke as if he knew her, Like she was an old friend yet she couldn't recall ever knowing him.
"I.. I don't know your name.. I-I.. I don't know who you are.." [F/N] replied.
Her words seemed to trigger something within him, His scowl growing more angry as he backed away from the futon. [F/N] watched on as he turned his back to her, His body going completely still, Almost disturbingly so as he just stood there without making a single move.
[F/N] took a deep breath in, One she didn't know she needed as she tried to steady the beating of her drumming heart. The sweat dripped down her face freely, She needed to make a move.
Quietly swinging her legs over the side of the futon she placed them down onto the wooden floorboards, All while eyeing the demon a few feet away from her like an ticking bomb.
[F/N] softly got up from the futon. The pain in her abdomen diluted down, The shock before had caused it to seem worse than it already was. It was bad, But she could work with it, She always had.
She placed another foot down in front of her, The wooden boards were old, She needed to be careful as she quietly circled around him. Trying her best not to alert him to her movements as she went.
[F/N]'s stretched out hand eventually felt the wood of the shoji door, The one letting bioluminescent light through the single crack it made. Feeling around she caught her fingers on the edge.
She carefully slid it open, Though it didn't matter as the careful light illuminating from the other side flooded into the room like a rising sun over a dead night. Snapping Kokushibo out of whatever trance he had been in and jerk his head over to her position.
"You..!"
[F/N] didn't wait to hear what he had to say, Her feet moved for her as she took off into the hallway at the first alarm raised.
She ran throughout the hall barefoot, The sole of her foot feeling the sharp splinters digging into her like porcupine hide as she went. It didn't matter in the slightest though, Not the pain stabbing into her soles or the warped caricature of her shrine's hallways as she sprinted through past the old tapestries and near-ancient support beams.
Is he following me? Where's the exit? Run now, Think later she chided. [F/N] didn't stop for a second to look around or listen out for the possibility of heavy footsteps following her as she went. Her mind was dead-set on escape.
She sharply turned round corners, Fumbled her way through the winding hallways as she finally reached a set of creaked cedar stairs.
[F/N] took no time in descending them, Each step slightly bending under her quick motions as she got to the bottom.
Despite the warped mimicry of her shrine, Walls and hallways worn out and minimized, [F/N] could still navigate it with a finesse that left her fast on her feet.
Her internal GPS carried her feet and guided her along. In front of her was the main shrine doors, Two wide cedarwood doorframes with windows that let in a bluish-green light into the shadow blessed pathway.
This was it. She was going to get out, It was only a few more seconds until she reached her salvation. Her exit from this live-nightmare, Such a thought that made her pace quicken. Heart thudding so hard she felt like it would explode.
[F/N] reached out her steady hands, Reaching the door she slammed her hands down and shoved them wide open to where the courtyard should be.
Rushing out int-
[F/N] stride shuddered in its steps. The once determined sprint fizzled out into a walk, Then she stopped completely in her tracks all together.
Her eyes widened, Irises shaking in their sclera as she felt her knees start to wobble.
W-What.. What does this.. Where..
In front of her wasn't the courtyard. No.. It wasn't the courtyard at all.
Standing before her was an infinite sea, An endless dark plane that seemed to stretch on forever. There was no end. Up, Left, Right.. All of it was an infinite expanse in all directions. A fast breeze blew out from nowhere at all, Hitting her face and snapping her out of the horrified trance she was stuck in.
She snapped her head down to the ground she was standing on. What should of been the smooth dirt of the courtyard was instead a wide rickety dock, One that seemed just as endless as the void, Branches of the dock stretching out like tree roots around the shrine connecting and ending seemingly at random.
This.. This couldn't be real… This must be another dream, It had to be! It appeared like a lovecraftian-esque pocket dimension, Nothing from the real world, Nothing from reality at all.
Her palms were clammy. [F/N] took a few wearied steps, Disbelief shown in her eyes as she felt the heel of her foot land on nothing.
She yelped out, Quickly backing up onto the dock as she peered over the edge.
It was an aquamarine sea. The one that the dock's structure ventured deep down into the depths of, Blurring out in the faint turquoise glow rising up from the foaming aqua. Gumussevri, The light it emitted being the only source within the infinity surrounding them.
This didn't make sense.. It couldn't.. How could it? [F/N] felt the glimmer of hope extinguish under the seafoam waves of the water below. How could she ever hope to escape..?
[F/N] felt the slow depression of the dock before she heard the footsteps. Heavy, Slow and stoic as she felt the doors behind her shut gently, That being the thing bringing her attention as she turned around.
Kokushibo was only a couple metres away from her. [F/N] felt her eye twitch, That's why he didn't run after her.. That's why he didn't catch her a soon as she stepped foot out of the room.
He knew she had nowhere else to run.
"[F/N].. I am offended.. Why would you try to get away from me..? You.. You must remember me.. You must. You said my name, It's undeniable proof.." He accused, Standing in a complete stance.
His eyes pierced into her like javelins, Sharp and scrutinizing yet it still held that strange quality of desperation. It made her shiver and that in turn made his frown sharpen. How he knew her first name didn't matter to her in that moment, She only opened her mouth ready for a rebuttal.
[F/N] breathed. She had gotten this far.
"I've told you, I don't know your name nor do I know how you know mine. I don't know who you are and I certainly don't know what you want with me.. Whoever you think I am, I am obviously not." [F/N] argued. She bared her teeth, Trying to steady her jaw.
Kokushibo shook his head. He took a single step towards her and in response she took several more back.
"[F/N].. You have been asleep for a few weeks.. I suppose I should of predicted your confusion but.." He paused
"Maybe it's possible that you don't recall.." He muttered. A few weeks?! She had been asleep for several weeks, Assumedly healing under the care of this cold monster standing in front of her acting friendly as it could.
She'd lament over it later though, What mattered was here and now. And right now he was starting to aggravate her.
[F/N] clenched her fist. How stubborn could he be? She didn't know him, Had only seen him as warnings in dreams yet he acted as if they had known each other for decades. He was completely delusional and to spite all the terror she was feeling in this moment, It pissed [F/N] off.
"Then if you do not remember.. Let me refresh your memory, Little one.." Kokushibo said.
"My name is Kokushibo.. I hold the highest rank within the twelve moons, Sitting at Upperrank one.." He started.
"Though.. You should be recognising me as Michikatsu Tsugikuni.. Your older brother.." Kokushibo announced, His eyes staring down onto her, Closely examining her facial expression. Waiting intently for her reaction.
[F/N] stilled. Her body growing rigid as if she was fixed to the dock by nails.
"..I'm sorry.. What?" She asked. Her eyes blinking rapidly as she looked up at him in disbelief.
"..I am your big brother.. And you are my little sister.." He repeated so clearly yet his voice seemed incoherent to her ears. [F/N] swallowed a lump in her throat, If she thought he was delusional before he now looked completely insane to her now.
He was a demon.. An Uppermoon, He must of been hundreds of years old at the very least yet here he was claiming to be her sibling? It didn't add up, He looked at her like she was meant to understand but she couldn't find a single puzzle piece that fit.
"Impossible.. You're hundreds of years old and I have absolutely no older siblings.."
Kokushibo breathed out, The carbon dioxide showing in the chill-raising air as he took another step forward towards her. This time, [F/N] didn't move back.
"Impossible, Yes.. I thought the same thing once I saw you again.. You died near enough five hundred years ago yet there you were.. Bleeding out within the rubble of your desecrated shrine.. For centuries I grieved for you.." He lamented. A sudden pain crossing him as he seemed to recall something deep within him.
He was spouting sheer madness. He was the one who took her here against her own wishes and nursed her back to physical health, It made her heart writhe around inside her and this time she couldn't bite her tongue.
"I-I am not your sister, We are not related in any way… I don't know how goddamn delusional you need to be to think as such! You are a demon, Not my brother.. I want you to piss off and leave me alone, You fucking monster!" [F/N] cried. The terrified tone only an afterthought suddenly grew back into the forefront of her mind as she watched him close.
As soon as the word monster rolled off her tongue his body stilled, His expression going blank as he stared down at her with an unrecognisable expression. It disturbed her right down to her stomach, Even more so when she felt the heat.
"You.. You will not speak to me like that, Little one.." He said through gritted teeth. [F/N] felt her body raise up into that state of flight or fight once more, His soul radiating such a boiling hot heat that [F/N] could feel it in her bones.
It was obvious he was trying to hold back his anger, Yet it spilled out of the brims of his expression. The twitch of his fingers and the glare he gave her, She could tell and it utterly horrified her.
"As your older brother and the last remaining head of our clan.. You will treat me with respect.. It doesn't matter if you're confused or have.. forgotten entirely.. You address me in proper honorifics like a good younger sister should." Kokushibo hissed. Venom near dripping off every word as he started approaching her trembling form.
His footsteps were slow, Drawing out every step as he finally loomed over her. Shadow cast over him as [F/N] looked up at him, Body aching for her to run.
Whatever façade of cold comfort he put up was completely shattered now, His eyes brimming with malice and his fingers itching the reach for the hilt of his sword. Itching to strike her down.
"I've been praying for this day for centuries.. For the wish that you would come back to me.. You said you would never leave me again, And I fully intend to hold you to your promise.. You cannot run.. So come back here now and I will forget this little mistake.. If you do not, I assure your time here will be much more.. Nightmarish.." He commanded lowly. Slowly moving towards her
"..No matter how far you go I will always be right behind you.. You will not escape me."
But that didn't mean she wasn't willing to try.
Her legs moved before she could comprehend she was. Quickly turning around and sprinting off down the dock in her nightwear and splotched dressing as she cried out in sheer utter helplessness.
Kokushibo paused as he watched her go. He didn't bother run after her, He knew she wouldn't get far.
As [F/N] carefully navigated throughout the labyrinth of docks she could hear his quiet voice call after her, Echoing through the void and seeping through her as she ran.
"Tire yourself out all you want.. Run as long and as far as you like but you will never be able to leave me.. Not again. When you come back.. Do not expect to be treated with such affection that I have offered you thus far.. Not until you stop with this stupid rebellious phase of yours.."
Though [F/N] could barely hear him, As his silhouette shrunk further and further into the vastness of the void.
All until he disappeared completely
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Knock! Knock! Knock!
Three soft and precise knocks hit against the thin cut of the rosewood door.
Sounds of quiet shuffling could be heard from within the house, Settling of cups and screeching of chairs as footsteps started to move their way over to the closed entrance.
The door slid open only a peep, Only enough for the weathered face of a middle-aged man to careen his head over to get a good look out past it.
"Hello..?"
"Hello there!" A polite and cheery voice spoke out to him, One that sounded exaggerated and overly-friendly compared to his quiet yet cordial tone. The girl the voice belonged to smiled lightly and clasped her hands together.
"My name is Shinobu Kocho from the Demon Slayer Corps, If I am not mistaken.. This is the Kanroji household is it not?" Shinobu asked. Glassy orchid eyes staring into the ones of the older mans, His own softened at her introduction as he nodded.
"Ah.. Yes. You two must be my daughter's colleague's." He said. The slightly cracked open door slid ajar, His shoulders softening and a small welcoming smile grew onto his aged face as he looked at the two slayers.
Shinobu, A woman of short stature similar to that of a mantis. She held an eternal far off gaze that seemed clouded with the salesman smile plastered onto her face like concrete. Her butterfly haori and short tied hair danced in the wind as he looked over at the other man behind her.
"Greetings.." Was all the other slayer said as he lightly bowed down to him.
Despite being taller than his colleague, He was still rather short. He had a mop of choppy black hair that looked overgrown as it covered his shadowed his face well, That and along with the bandages he used as a mask made his features nigh hidden. The only thing peeking out from over the mask was mismatched eyes.
"Ah, You must have more manners then that!" Shinobu exclaimed lightly as she giggled it off.
"I apologise for my friend here.. This is my co-worker Iguro Obanai. And yes, We're here to see Mitsuri-chan about recent events I'm sure you've been informed of?" Shinobu inquired, Tilting her head to the side while Obanai muttered something under his breath and swept his head to the side.
Mr. Kanroji nodded, His smile only dropping an inch.
"Yes.. I'm aware. You two better come in then." He nodded as he stepped a side, Raising an arm to welcome them into his abode.
Shinobu smiled and thanked him as she made her way inside, Iguro following closely behind her as they entered the livingroom.
It was a cosy little room, It was homely and warm yet had enough room for a large family to move around in comfortably. It was beautifully decorated, Clean-cut furniture and masterfully painted moving doors.
It was a rather large family home, The inner walls of the house being compiled of entirely open shoji-doors revealing the wide open plan of the entire building.
"It's a nice home you have.." Iguro muttered as he made his way to the middle of the room.
"Thank you. Me and my wife are both rather house-proud.." He chuckled lightly "It's been easier to take care of since the little ones have grown bigger and gotten much more responsible. I love them all, But do they make mess I'd tell you.."
Shinobu airily laughed along with him.
"Yes! I have a few little girls who I provide for back home with me, Children are quite troublemakers aren't they?" Shinobu replied as she turned to the man.
"Aha! Isn't that the truth.." He smiled. "Though unfortunately we aren't here to talk about our kids.."
"No, Unfortunately not." Iguro confirmed, Nodding his head lightly as he started talking.
"It's about The Shrine Invasion Incident that occurred a few weeks ago, We're here to talk to Mitsuri-san about what happened when she was there and get her statement. About both the demon that attacked and the.. Casualties" Iguro explained.
Mr. Kanroji sighed.
"Yes. You're referring to [F/N], Right?" He asked.
Shinobu nodded.
"Correct. I understand that [F/N] was very close to Mitsuri-chan.. That and along with Fujimori-san of course." She said. As she did she slid a quick wink over to Mr. Kanroji and subtly signalled towards Iguro, Who didn't notice a thing.
Mr. Kanroji paused before nodding back.
"Right. Come, We can discuss this while we walk" He said. Beckoning them with his hand and turning his back and starting to walk at a leisurely pace out of the livingroom. Both slayers nodded and followed after him.
"So, Can you recall what happened when she came home?" Shinobu asked him as she trailed behind.
"Yes. It was in the early morning.. Both me and my wife were barely awake when we heard the banging on the door. When we opened it she just ran into my arms, She was hysterical and we could barely make a word out of what happened.. It was a painful sight to see.." He explained, Shaking his head.
"Ah.. I see" Shinobu said. "I'm aware that you and your wife were also quite familiar with [F/N]?"
Mr. Kanroji smiled once again yet it held none of that bright attitude he had before, It was instead blocked by a dark cloud hanging over him like a noose.
"Right.. Mitsuri and [F/N] were basically inseparable back when they were young, So much so that she was over at our place most of the time. [F/N] didn't have the best home life you see, Not that she had much of one to begin with but.. She stayed over so often, Helped out with chores and played with the younger kids so much that at points I even considered her my own. And I'm pretty sure my wife did too"
Mr. Kanroji tried to play off the sombre undertone in his voice with a light-hearted giggle, Yet it was futile under the heaviness of his bleak voice.
"It was horrible when the news came to light. We both were broken up by her.. Choice of actions. But Mitsuri.. She just.. She just broke down entirely." He said. Shinobu's eyes narrowed in confusion.
Choice of actions, What he meant alluded her.
Before she could question it however he stopped at a closed door, A rarity amongst the open ones spread about the walls of the house. He turned around and looked at them with a serious expression.
"Alright then, This is it." He started as he looked down at the both of them
"Please, When you go in try to be gentle when speaking with her. Don't try to overwhelm her or make any sudden noises.. She's not in the best mental state right now." He said quietly, Nigh-whisper as he waited for their answer.
"Understood." They both said in unison.
Mr. Kanroji nodded before turning back to the door.
Raising a single fist he lightly knocked at the paper shoji door. He smiled a best as he could as he spoke.
"Pumpkin? Are you awake..?" He called out.
…
There was no answer.
Iguro shifted around uncomfortably in his stance. Mitsuri Kanroji, The woman he loved and cared for.. She wasn't anything like this. He knew her well. He knew she loved to eat, He knew the way her lip quirked when she was confused and he certainly knew she was a light sleeper.
Anything could wake her. A sneeze or the drop of a pin, Anything at all. And it was certain that she would definetly wake at the light knock on her door. For her not to answer was concerning at best.
Mr. Kanroji tried once more.
"Your friends from work are here to see you.. It's about a few weeks ago.." He called out once more though this time you could hear the audible shake in his speech.
…
"Come in.."
A weak voice called out from behind the door, It was so quiet that you could barely hear it. Both Shinobu and Iguro took a glance at each other before Mr. Kanroji grabbed onto the handle and slowly slid the door open.
It was dark. That was the first thought that entered their heads as they finally saw the inside to the room, Their sole source of vision being the new light from the other side flooding in only a crack to reveal only the bare shapes of furniture inside.
"I'll leave you two to it.." Mr. Kanroji whispered as he stood behind the open door, Nodding towards the room.
"Thank you.." Shinobu replied lowly as she took the first few steps in, Iguro following closely behind as she slowly entered the abyss that was Mitsuri's room.
From what they could make out, It looked more like a guest room than it did an actual room. The source of light was the window which was meant to be open, Instead it was locked and bolted shut tight leaving their environment hard to navigate.
CLANK!
Iguro's foot hit against something on the floor, Looking down he gagged slightly.
It was a small plate of food. It looked to be a normal meal consisting of pork cutlets and a side of omurice. Though on closer inspection Iguro spied the signs of mould starting to gather up on the meat from most likely a day or two, It hadn't been touched at all.
Iguro swallowed down his bubbling concerns and tried to ignore the smell as he stepped around it.
Both Shinobu and Iguro moved towards the centrepiece of the room of which being a large futon. Growing closer they could see the shapes of several duvets and pillows scattered amongst it, Reminiscent of a crows nest from the built up barrier around the lump poking out from under one of the duvets.
Shinobu kept up her smile, Though as she moved it started to look more strained and forced like one you'd see on an advertisement or billboard.
They finally reached the futon. Both Shinobu and Iguro shuffled around the side, Avoiding scattered clothes and stray furniture as they tried to get a better look.
They could barely see anything at all, Both from the lack of light and the duvet covering the girl below it. The only thing they could make out was only the upper half of her face sticking out from under it, Lime irises staring up at both of them.
Iguro bit his tongue. He backed up a bit as his hands reached out for the window-shutters. Eyes not taken off of Mitsuri's as he opened it up, Letting the late-morning light fill the dark void of the room.
Once the sunlight bounced off the walls of the room, Shinobu's smile quickly switched down to a frown while Iguro's shoulders tensed up.
The room was much more of a mess than first thought to be. The odd scattered clothing or two turned out to be more like piles.
Uneaten meals more rotten than before were also placed about, Some on furniture, Some on the floor.
But what really put off the two was the girl they called a friend, Lying curled up in a fetal position within the bedding.
Now that the light hit her face she flinched back from the sudden exposure, Eyes clenching closed to prevent the sudden light hitting her pupils flood in. Both of them noticed the swollen red under her eyes and her stuffy nose, To which she sniffled lightly every so often.
"Mitsuri-chan.." Shinobu mumbled, Her face a practiced sympathy as she took another step forward towards the futon. She stopped however when the sudden movement of Mitsuri cut her off, Mitsuri hauling herself out from under the covers and up into a sitting position
"I.. Sorry about that.. Comfortable position and all.." Mitsuri giggled lightly. Yet the sound never quite reached her bloodshot eyes.
Coupled with the greasy tangle that was her hair and the rather shaky smile she held it was obvious to see her true self in that moment.
Iguro took his turn to take a step forward.
"Mitsuri-san.. I.." He felt the words caught on his tongue once he looked down upon the painful expression of the girl in front of him. Despite lying in bed it looked like she hadn't slept for days, Weeks even.
"Y-You're here about a few weeks ago right? Were you able to look at the ruins..? F-Find anything?" Mitsuri's voice shook more than her ear to ear smile, It wasn't liked Shinobu's perfectly perfected one. No, It was instead like an unknowingly widowed wife in the ER room lobby, Waiting in ignorant bliss for what she assumed was just a cut.
Both Iguro and Shinobu shared another glance at one and other. Both having a silent conversation between the two before Shinobu turned her head back around to face Mitsuri.
"Well.. We were able to get a report back from the ruins of the shrine.." Shinobu started. Reaching within her butterfly haori she pulled out a small piece of folded paper.
Starting to unfold it she peered down and started to read.
"Lets see here.. There were more injuries than casualties.. Seventy two severely injured and thirty four deaths. Majority of the casualties being Kakushi and Lower ranked slayers.." Shinobu read out, Eyes scanning down the list.
Mitsuri slowly nodded.
"T-That's unfortunate.. I hope their families are doing okay.." Mitsuri replied softly, The first glint of genuine concern showing from behind her eyes.
"But.. Erm.." She started again.
Shinobu nodded, Sad smile painted. Mitsuri didn't have to finish her words for Shinobu to know what she meant.
"Yes.. About [F/N] and Fujimori.." The mention of the names caught Mitsuri's attention immediately, Her head perking up to give her undying regard as the glint in her eyes burned back up.
Shinobu's nose twitched, Body stiffening ever so slightly.
"..We weren't able to recover any bodies.."
The light in Mitsuri's irises started to grow, Yet it wasn't from the hope or finality of the news. Instead it was the reflection off the water starting to grow at the rims of her eyes.
Shinobu took in a deep breath and continued.
"The only trace was of Fujimori.. Which was a pool of blood located near the back of the shrine." Shinobu shook her head, Trying not to focus on Mitsuri as she continued.
"Our leading theory is that.. Well.. Fujimori was most likely eaten by the demon in question.. There was nothing left of him.." Shinobu whispered, Yet within the confines of the room it sounded like an reverberated scream to Mitsuri's ears.
And that's what broke the dam.
Mitsuri let out a quiet cry, Her shaky smile still spread wide across her face as the tears in her eyes flooded over. Rolling down her cheeks and dripping onto her lap as choked noises escaped her hoarse throat.
"Mitsuri-san-!"
Iguro instantly went into action at the first sound of her cries, He quickly moved over to her side, Sitting down next to her and placing a hand on her shoulder. Which was quickly dismissed by Mitsuri.
"D-Don't touch me.. Just, Please.. N-Not now.." Mitsuri wept. Iguro quickly obliged, Moving away from her on the bed as she planted her face into her palms. Shinobu looked on as she put the paper away, Eyes filled with pity.
"I.. I-I can't believe this.. I.. Why didn't I recognise the signs.. I.. D-Doesn't she remember our promise..?" She whispered. Her nails digging into her skin as she looked through the cracks of her fingers, Eyes staring off into the distance of the floor.
"She..? What do you mean by signs..?" Iguro asked lightly.
Mitsuri withdrew her face from her hands to look up at Obanai. Her eyes meeting the mismatch of his with a disbelieving gaze, Like his tongue spoke of heresy to her very own religion.
Her pained voice spoke out once again.
"F-Fujimori.. [F/N].. They.. They're the same person.. And I.." Mitsuri whispered.
Iguro's eyes widened to that of circles, He shook his head adamantly and responded quick to her.
"No.. That's impossible. Fujimori and [F/N] look completely different, How could they be the same?" Iguro asked. His soft voice was still present yet there was an edge to it, A sharp confusion and bafflement at her words.
Mitsuri didn't listen to him, It was like he wasn't even there.
"I-I knew it was there.. I really did but I just.. I-I just ignored them.. If I had tried just a little harder.. I-If I just.." Mitsuri's voice seemed to break down into children's babble, Ranting off under her breath about this and that Iguro just couldn't understand.
He took a step closer.
"Mitsuri.. Please, Tell me what you mean.." Iguro asked softly. He lowered down onto a single knee to match her eye level, Pleading silently with her to tell him.
Mitsuri mumbled something so quiet, So incomprehensible that neither Iguro nor Shinobu could hear.
"What did you say..?"
Mitsuri's lip quivered. Bloodshot eyes staring back at him with that disfigured smile still on her face. Her voice only turning up a single notch as they were finally able to make out what she said.
"[F/N].. S-She killed herself."
Shinobu's frown sharpened into a tight-lipped grimace. Iguro's brows furrowed, His bandaged mask concealing his parted lips, Information still processing in his mind.
"I-If I just tried a little harder.. If I just made sure she was okay, Said hello or just.. Just ask her what was wrong.. S-She would've still been here with me.. I.. I did this.. I-I shouldn't of let go of her hand, I shouldn't of let go.."
Mitsuri's gaze was Far-off as she stared back into the vivid face of [F/N] appearing in her mind. The blank eyes so dull like she was nothing more than a caricature of her true self, The tried and true smile, The angle of her nose and the dimensions of her face.
All of it she tried so hard to cling onto. Grasping desperately at the memory, Begging with whatever god was up there. Pleading with whatever was listening that she wouldn't forget her face.
Yet as she continued to imagine her face, It faded further and further away from her grasp. Already blurring into a distant memory along with the warmth of her hand drifting away from her palms.
Iguro looked back at her. His heart felt like it was twisting and turning inside him, Hurting at the sight of the woman he held so close to it.
The new information felt so unsolved in his mind, He doubted it. Yet the raw grief that was coming from Mitsuri in front of him made it seem so real. Yet, He needed to question it once more.
Though before he could, He felt a small tap on his shoulder. Looking up only to come face to face with Shinobu.
"Iguro-san.. I think you should go wait outside." Shinobu said. Her voice suddenly serious, A side of which was barely shown through her friendly disguise.
He looked back at her and she stared back down at him with an unwavering gaze.
Iguro nodded slowly before getting up from his kneeling position. As he quietly moved out of the room he took only a single glance back at the two of them, All before opening the door and exiting the room.
As soon as the door slid shut Shinobu made her move, Head turning towards Mitsuri who looked up at her with the gaze of a wounded animal.
"Mitsuri-san.. These are massive claims, I don't mean to be insensitive but could you explain to me what happened? According to reports you were rather hysterical, Both from the handmaiden escorting you out and the various people you asked about [F/N]'s whereabouts." Shinobu asked. Voice levelled and calm, Her friendly self back up with a small smile to contrast her words.
Mitsuri didn't waste anytime for a shaky hand to extend out behind her towards her pillow, Reaching under it she carefully fished out a worn piece of paper. It was folded several times and looked rather worn from first sights.
Shinobu carefully plucked it out of her hands once it was offered. Carefully unfolding the flaps she held it in her hands and started to read.
Mitsuri sat there uncomfortably on the bed despite the mountain of pillows and blankets surrounding her. She had stopped crying at this point but by no means did that make her okay.
Her form was trembling as if she was in the middle of a hailing blizzard. She felt as if she wasn't in her body, Like she was just looking through the vision of someone else entirely while she was just a spectator within her own mind.
Shinobu's glassy eyes scanned over the paper, Carefully reading over every line with upmost delicacy as her gaze descended downwards.
She reached the bottom, The finality of the signature registering in her mind.
Shinobu was quiet.
But after a moment, She let out a single sigh.
"I see.. Well.. That's unfortunate.." Was all she said. She refolded up the paper in her hands and sitting it down on the windowsill.
Suddenly brought back into her own body, Mitsuri's head snapped over to look up at Shinobu. Her mouth going agape along with her eyes as she looked up in disbelief.
"..Is that all you have to say?" Mitsuri asked. [F/N]'s note, Her very last words written down onto a carefully made parchment. The story of her life, The words she could never express to anyone aloud yet scribed down with her entire heart and soul put onto this single letter.
And Shinobu just shook it off, Like it was absolutely nothing.
"Well.. It's an unfortunate turn of events, Taking one's life always is. Though I do have to admit I never saw it coming.." Shinobu said, That same tone of plain apathy dripped off every syllable and hit Mitsuri like acid as she stood up.
"H-How could you?" Mitsuri gawked. Her unstable footsteps numb from hours of not walking as she took a few steps toward Shinobu.
"[F/N] was your friend too.. You're the only other Hashira who ever knew about the truth.. She.. S-She trusted you.." Mitsuri exclaimed, Her previous cries starting to boil and hiss into a rising anger as her face twisted into an ugly expression.
Shinobu's shoulders raised as she looked back at her, The anger on Mitsuri being a completely foreign view. She wasn't even acting like herself anymore, [F/N] really meant that much to her..
"Yes.. She did." Shinobu agreed "I'm not trying to say-"
"You don't need to say anything, Y-You're making it clear enough!" Mitsuri butted in. Her arms raising to hug her self as she feverishly shook her head, Trying to keep herself calm.
"T-This isn't just my fault.. This is yours too. This is everyone's fault.." Mitsuri heaved. Her breathing picked up speed as her overgrown nails dug into her elbows, Backing up a bit as she did.
"Mitsuri-san.. You're not yourself right now, You're still in the grieving process. You don't mean what you're saying.." Shinobu said.
Mitsuri looked back up at her, Sheer rage burning inside her eyes like infernoes
"H-How many of the Hashira actually liked [F/N]..? How many of them insulted her every time she was late to a meeting? How many snide looks.. How many nasty comments, Shinobu? T-Tell me.. How many?" Mitsuri choked out. Shinobu could feel the strain as it did.
"I.. I don't kn-"
"How many?!" Mitsuri yelled, Her voice shaking the very walls of the room she was in. Quickly turning away from Shinobu, Her hands grasped both sides of her head catching strands of messy hair in-between them.
"[F/N] never harboured any true resentment towards anyone! S-She may not of been on time or handled her duties well but she cared for every last one of us, A-And the only thing she got in return was scorn.." Mitsuri at this point broke down into strangled sobs. She hugged herself tighter as Shinobu could only watch her.
"G-Get out.. Y-You did this, We both did.. But.. Y-You don't even care at all…" Mitsuri ordered. Turning her back on Shinobu as she tried to reach out a hand to her.
"Mitsu-"
"GET OUT!" Mitsuri screamed, Turning back to Shinobu with a high-pitched wail as it faded back into soft cries. Mitsuri fell back onto her bed, Pulling her knees up to her chest and pressing her face into them.
Shinobu didn't need to be told twice. She turned her back and walked away towards the door.
However she stopped once her hand gripped onto the handle.
"Mitsuri-san.. Just for the record, I may not show it but I do care for [F/N].. She really was my friend and trusted comrade. I don't mean to be indifferent.. I am not at all.. I.. I really will miss her a lot. Me and the rest of the Hashira may not have favoured her at points, But she was still apart of our ranks and was our comrade.. We.. We all grieve in our own ways.. And I promise you.. One day, We will get vengeance on the demon who did this.. We'll avenge her, I promise you."
That was all Shinobu said. Mitsuri lifted her head from her shins but she couldn't see Shinobu's expression. Her back to hers, Mitsuri could only see her high shoulders shake and the grip on the sliding door tighten.
But it faded almost immediately. Shinobu slid the door open and stepped out.
Closing it over and walking away.
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Heavy yet light footsteps hit the rickety wood in quick succession, Each step taking no time to waste as [F/N] kept running faster and faster along the spiderweb docks.
[F/N] had to plan her movements in advance, The dock was hard to navigate with branches ending at random and others looping straight back around in the opposite direction. If she wasn't careful she could be thrown overboard at any moment, And she didn't want to find out whether the bioluminescent water was safe or not.
It felt like she had been running for hours, The infinite sky showing no sign of an end or exit in sight. But [F/N] knew it had to of only been half an hour or so, Otherwise she would of already collapsed.
Kokushibo was nowhere to be seen. Once [F/N] had taken off running she thought he would be dead on her tail, Chasing her down for even daring to leave whatever he had planned for her.
"My name is Kokushibo.. I hold the highest rank within the twelve moons, Sitting at upperrank one.. Though.. You should be recognising me as Michikatsu Tsugikuni.. Your older brother.."
Was he delusional? Out of his mind? Or could he be manipulating her with some so-crazy-it-works method. Michikatsu Tsugikuni, The name meant absolutely nothing at all. Her older brother he called himself, There was simply no way in hell that could of been true.
He was a centuries old demon, Whatever parents gave birth to him would of died a good long while ago. It was impossible that they could've been related but..
"Impossible, Yes.. I thought the same thing once I saw you again.. You died near enough five hundred years ago yet there you were.. Bleeding out within the rubble of your desecrated shrine.."
Maybe, Just maybe she shared some resemblance to the sister he had as a human. And maybe she shared the same first name as she did. And when he saw said resemblance, Somehow in his mind he had decided that they were the same person and then decided to spare and kidnap her away to this cold hell.
Even then that was baffling on its own.
[F/N] had saw from first hand experience how a demon would rip apart its own siblings, Parents or children just for another meal. Demon's had no sentimental attachment to much of anything, Especially not people.
So why? Why would he do this, Kidnap her away and try to feign an act of familiarity with her? Demons don't do that, They don't think that way. [F/N] swallowed back a lump in her throat.
How much did his sister mean to him? Was she really that important that he would still hold affection towards her?
But either way he wasn't anywhere at all.
No noises, Glimpses or auras. Nothing.
She had no time to dwell on it, She chided herself for getting distracted over a demon. Run now think later. The prospect of escaping whatever pocket dimension she had been siphoned to was vivid in her mind, A yearning feeling brought back to the primal desire for survival as she kept going and going.
Her abdomen hurt too, Every time she moved it felt like a needle jabbing into her side. She tried her best to ignore the pain however, She couldn't let it stop her now, Not since she got this far.
But then it hit her.
Why was she trying so hard to escape?
Her sprint faltered only a little as the thought crossed through her mind. Her lip upturned. Why was she trying so hard?
[F/N] wanted to die. She wanted to find an end for months, To get it over and done with and get out of everyone's way. To stop being such a stain on the Hashira and a burden on the corps. She had no use, No worth or redeemable qualities.
She may of killed a thousand of their kind, She may of been given the title of being the strongest Hashira but that name weighed down on her shoulders like steel blocks.
It wasn't a title, It was an expectation.
And [F/N] couldn't live up to it, She didn't even want to live at all. So why was she running? Why didn't she throw herself into the docks or go back to slaughterhouse behind her? Why was her body so insistent on continuing?
Because.. Because.. She wanted to die, Not be tortured.
That's the reason. If she was here then it was obvious she was wanted alive, If she did try to throw herself off then whose to say Kokushibo wouldn't be watching her right now and prevent her from doing so?
If she was here he might be wanting information, The location of the Ubuyashiki estate. This entire 'dead little sister' thing was just a manipulation tactic to get it out of her! And once he realised she wasn't falling for it he'd resort to more violent methods.
Yes, That's the reason.
Turning around another dock and searching for a path she stared out into the open distance of a void. Her heart burned, There had to be an escape. She was so tired, She felt like she was going to collapse any second.
And that's when she saw it.
In the distance, Staring off into the vastness of the void she could make out a vague shape settled amongst the darkness.
Her eyes sparked up, Lit aflame as she spied her saving grace, The light at the end of the tunnel. Something had finally changed after running for so long.
Her pace picked up along with her breathing, Her breaths turning into light wheezes under her normal rhythm as she took far strides.
Sweat beads dripped down from her brow and stained her jinbei, Everything burned. Muscles ached but she kept moving forwards, Kept going faster and faster towards the building in the distance, Getting closer and closer.
Keep going, Almost there.. I can do this- I can escap-!
[F/N] stopped in her tracks.
Her sprint jittered down until she was completely still, Fixed on place to the dock as she stared up towards the building, One now looming over her like a guillotine.
It.. It was her shrine.
Towering over her was the behind of the shrine, The other side from which she came from. The walls, tiles, Wooden frames and the closed shut windows. Her eyes scanned over it in disbelief, The realisation crashing into her.
She had done a full circle, She had just came back from the way she came.
T-This can't be true.. How could this be-!
[F/N] felt her heart fall into her stomach along with her knee's collapsing to the ground, Finally giving out from exhaustion as her eyes were still locked on the shrine.
Her knees hit the wooden docks, Splinters digging into her bare shins as she felt all hope leave her body. She had been running for so long, The docks didn't loop or go in a circle, If it did she would of known.
But how was she back here? How?
Heart drumming faster in her chest her head felt light and airy as if she was thousands of feet in the air. Nausea creeping up her throat and unsettling her stomach even more than it already was. As she felt herself fade, She had only one thought.
How.. How is this fair?
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Kokushibo walked slowly down the wooden step-way of the shrine it surrounded.
Taking a few careful steps down the stairway he felt the weight of it depress under him, Reaching the bottom he peered over from the corner he stood next to.
He watched the body of his younger sister collapse onto the dock, Her chest raising and lowering rapidly as if she was starved of air. Her hair was a mess along with her clothing and general appearance.
It was nothing he didn't expect however. He knew she would tire herself out eventually, Run until she couldn't and fall down onto the ground. He knew it would happen, And he couldn't help but feel a sense of catharsis out of it.
He stalked up towards her, All until he was staring down at her defeated form in front of him. Kneeling down with her neck exposed, Easily cut and easy to wring at any given moment.
In any other scenario this would of been a sort of guilty pleasure, The way life was held within his hands felt so electrifying. He never took time on making people grovel before him, He never saw the need to.
He was after strength, To stay eternally strong forever. Not to make insignificant and weak human beings bow down to him.
But he couldn't deny the way he dictated human life with the edge of his blade felt great. And it tasted even better once he bit into their throats, Tearing out their jugular giving them no time to scream as the sweet nectar of their blood hit his tongue.
It was empowering. But, It was different in this scenario.
He didn't feel any sense of power over the girl in front of him, Not the way he usually would anyways. As he looked over her broken form the only thing that he felt was.. Pity.
"Are you done now..? Have you tired yourself out..?" Kokushibo asked in that usual monotone voice. He sounded as if he didn't care, As if his sister lying stray on the dock meant absolutely nothing to him. But he knew that wasn't the case.
[F/N] didn't answer, It seemed as if she had fainted.
Again, It was predictable. She had just woken up after sustaining injury and had used all her energy to try and run away, Only to collapse right back at the place she had tried to escape from.
Kokushibo gritted his teeth slightly. This wasn't how he thought this was going to go.
He assumed that she remembered him. Throughout the time he had taken her, Cared for her wound and nursed her back to health he had heard murmurs from within her sleep. Places, Memories and names only she should of known was what she mumbled in her unconscious state.
He assumed that as soon as she had awoken she would remember him, Feel just as elated as he was at their reunion.
But now he knew that wasn't the case, And if he was being honest? It made him angry.
Kokushibo kneeled down. Reaching his arms out he scooped up her limp body into his arms to settle her within them.
He got up and examined her face, Her eyes and her hair. Every angle and dimension of her face he surveyed left and right. This was her, Everything just lined up too perfectly not to be.
Same name, Same face and Haori. Not to mention that she spoke his name once.
Kokushibo held onto her tighter as he started to walk away with her in his arms. He moved up the stairway careful not to drop her. He moved quickly yet steadily towards the entrance of the shrine.
Entering the building and shutting the door behind him with his foot and made his way up to the second floor where her bedroom was located.
Once he got there he slid open the shoji door, Letting the aquamarine flood the shadows of her room as he walked towards her futon.
Setting her down onto the mattress and tucking her in the duvet with the utmost care, He looked at her once more.
Kokushibo was angry. He truly was livid. The mere fact that she didn't even remember him angered him, Even more so once she called him a monster. He loathed the way he felt his heart wretch in that moment.
Yet he couldn't bring himself to hate her. A part of him wanted to dispose of her, To get rid of her entirely. She was a weakness, Something Kokushibo just could not afford.
But the much larger, Louder part of him detested this with all he had. As the thought of killing her entered his mind he felt disgusted, Horrified at the mere imagining of her being harmed.
She was the only person who ever loved him more than Yorichii. The one person who saw him for himself instead of his brother, She admired him. She loved him. How could he bring himself to hurt her?
Kokushibo took in a deep breath, The anger kept at bay as he smiled lightly at her unconscious state.
Even if she didn't remember him, That doesn't mean she won't in due time. The pieces of the puzzle were already there, They were just waiting to be solved is all. Even if she had some 'new life' or whatever may have happened to her. Maybe.. No.. It didn't matter, She was here. That's what mattered.
He breathed out once more. 'Her new life', It felt so wrong as he thought about it. Kokushibo found her as a Hashira of all things, One he had struck down as a man like a god to a heretic.
Gods, He had questions. He had so many questions.
How was she here back with him? How did she become an entirely different person while fighting him? Where did she learn or how would he get her to remember him? Hundreds of questions rushed through his head. Possibilities and chances.
He tucked a small strand of hair behind her ear. He had many questions, And he'll get answers eventually when she was awake.
His little sister was finally brought back to him. The one who died in his arms and the one he would never let go of again. She'll learn to accept her fate here, Understand she has nowhere to run. She'll understand her place was here with him, Her big brother.
He'd crush whatever rebellious phase she was going through, Whatever disobedient little chapter of life she was going through right now. Insulting him, Running away..
He breathed out, Trying to keep away the bloodlust at the thought of her escaping.
She was safe now, And that's all that matters.
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𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬! ― 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨
includes ;; obanai iguro x gn!reader
synopsis ;; a mix of birthday related shenanigans + and relationship imagines with our favorite boy ♡
content ;; Slight MANGA SPOILERS included at the end of the chapter! (They are labeled dw!) fluff, bit of angst from iguro, tons of fun
a/n ;; thankfully completed these on his b-day! hope you all like these! (forgive me if i update these later! love yall!)
hates his birthday- completely. utterly.
always forgets its his birthday, and not even on purpose.
doesn't like surprise parties or big celebrations. (hates, is a better word) they make him uneasy and so uncomfortable.
if he hears a rumor going around that someone is planning something for him : he will simply not show up. (and no, you are no exception so don't get your hopes up)
if anything: he'd allow something small- it'd be strictly un-birthday related, and between you and him.
and you know what? everyone being so silly and loud towards him today actually makes him laugh (he pretends he was coughing)
but other people also like to acknowledge him on a particular september day by bringing him gifts and wishing him well through cards or letters!
again, he doesn't see the point, but now he has all this stuff so. . .
but like i said, it doesn't stop others from getting him stuff! ( us included amirite guys? )
THE HASHIRA are among those who's gifts he'd even slightly acknowledge.
doesn't open them, with the exception of some gifts (yours included), but lets the others sit forgotten for awhile.
( like giyuu or tanjiro's gifts would physically start collecting dust )
but. . . he thinks of those little tokens for a while, and after a month or two he'll come back to them and let his curiosity take over.
Uzui gives him the most gaudy un-useful thing in the world. Mitsuri would gift him something she made (like food) and you know obanai would choke it all down even if he wasn't even hungry. Rengoku is actually one of the few that respect Obanai's wishes, and instead of getting him anything, he hunts him down and wishes him well in person (very loudly)!
kaburamaru (his snake) comforts him by coiling around his shoulders a little tighter, messing up obanai's hair if he feels his master is being a little too unfair to people today
silently loves the letters and cards he gets.
the first crows to bring them on his birthday actually get him thinking. . . maybe its not too bad. then he's a little flattered someone actually went out of their way to acknowledge him.
keeps the specials ones tucked into his haori. and the words really stick to him.
in some scenarios: he'd use his birthday as an excuse to get away with somethings.
(i personally could imagine him stretching this out to dangerous levels. what could birthday privilege really get him? he'd like to find out)
from then on is scheming.
like how many times could he ask for a birthday kiss before you're straight up sick of him? (this man is about to find out the exact answer)
❛ you said it yourself, its my birthday. i can do whatever i want❜
or
❛ i don't have to, its my birthday❜
His thoughts on:
Balloons? When they pop they scare kaburamaru (and he thinks they're too silly and childish) So. . . yeah. . . no.
Cake? Prefers savory things and typically won't waste his appetite.
Gifts? Don't waste your time or money.
but really, he does treasure the things he's given, especially when its meaningful or truly heartfelt.
BELOW THE CUT: slight manga spoilers
birthday stuff included- he basically despises the idea of being celebrated
especially if its because of his birth.
because of his family, it literally becomes a day of horrible reminders.
and honestly, the combination of his birthday, and all these people coming up to him, and all these gifts both overwhelm him with thoughts of his family and distract him from it.
would definitely have a good, unbothered, godly sleep at the end of the day. he can just get over his birthday and be at peace for a bit.
but. . . you, mitsuri, the other hashira. . . he thanks you all silently for being there. for him.
needs to lay with you for a long while.
even if it is his birthday, he'd prefer and prioritize you above all else.
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hi (again) i just read through your fluff February event and I'm amazed.
can I get 18 with obanai and male of gn reader where obanai comes back for a really bad mission and he's really beat so reader cleans and baths him.
he's so underrated it hurts :(((
obanai my baby boy💋😍
Washing off
Pairing: Obanai X gn!reader
Genre: fluff
Warnings: tiny bit of guilt in here and a mention of a kids death.
Summary: obanai comes home pretty messed up so you take responsibility for him,
A/N: oh my golly gosh, I have not posted in what has felt like EONS. Please have my forgiveness🙇🏽♀️ I've had no motivation for the past idk months maybe😭 and @tanjiros-whispers has been tring to help me (thank you sm darling😭😭)
!!!Reader can either be read as gender neutral or male!!!
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Sliding the door open, Obanai stepped into his estate. "I'm home!" He called out shrugging his haori and chucked it on the chair near him.
Undoing his bandages, he screws his face up at the amount of marks and dirt on his body. Sighing, he throws his old mask away and puts Kaburamaru on his branch in the living room.
"good boy Kaburamaru, stay here" he praised the snake as it wrapped around the bark.
Your footsteps quickened from the washing line to the house when you heard your husband call out.
Obanai has been away for more than two weeks causing you to stress and miss him. Of course you knew how strong he was but I still pined your heart knowing that at any moment an upper moon could come and kill him.
Quickly opening the door, you speed walk towards the front of the house. Turning on your heels your faced with a very dirty and worn down Iguro.
"oh my god, are you alright!?" Your excitement wearing off and worry coming making its way up your spine.
"oh darling, I'm fine. I missed you" he replied pulling you in for a strong embrace. Obanai slipped his hand on your lower back and shoulder blades before placing his head in the crook of your neck.
You held onto him as a smile broke out onto your lips. Sighing you pull away and place you hands on his cheeks.
"I'll get a bath running, how's that sound love?" You said while tracing his scars. "Sound amazing, this dirt and craps really bugging me"
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Sinking into the warm water, obanai leans back onto your chest as you continue to scrub his skin.
His legs and chest weren't as bad as his arms and face, small cuts and patches of dried blood stained his skins as you try to get it off.
"is this blood yours?" You ask, still focused on cleaning him. "No, I couldn't get there in time. It was a kid, around 3 or 4, his mother was hysterical, hitting and blaming me for his death. I still feel horrible that I cou-" "don't blame yourself Iguro, you did everything in your power to get there, if it was up to you he would still be alive."
Obanai let out a deep sigh and continued to talk relishing in the feeling of his body on yours and how gentle you are at looking after him.
"your right, I just, well I don't know. I just feel guilty that all. I feel like that after anyone dies on my hands" he says. A frown grew on your face while you wrapped your arms around his body pulling him even closer to you.
"well, I know I can't do anything about how you feel about it but if you need to take you know im right here" you say before kissing his head and squeezing him just a little tighter.
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Bye idk what this is. But school finally back in yaaaaay😒😒
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Hashira group chat:
Sanemi: I have tell you guys something…
Mitsuri: What is it sanemi?
Sanemi: I-
M/n: You finally got a rabies check thank god 🫢
Obanai: Cuz if not…we gonna have to make you >:) painfully this time 😈
Sanemi: i don’t have rabies?
Mitsuri: not to be rude but….I think you kinda do :(
Sanemi: WHY
Muichiro: Do you not see…. your actions…… it’s foul 😟
Tengen: Yeah…
Rengoku: TENGEN YOU HAVE TO GET ONE TO YOU KNOW☺️!!!!!
Tengen: WHAT?!?!
Tengen: WHY WHAT DID I DO?!?
Giyuu: your to……….. ✨𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑦✨ it’s annoying. And stop asking me to be your husband…pls I beg of you.
Shinobu: and yesterday sanemi was crawling in my wall yelling at me because he didn’t want to get his rabies shot 💉.
Sanemi: …
Tengen: at-
Shinobu: and tengen don’t think I forgot that aoi situation.
Shinobu: sleep with three eyes open.
M/n: THREE🫢
Tengen: HOW AM I GOING TO DO THAT I DONT HAVE THREE EYES
Shinobu: WELL YOU BETTER TRY AND GROW A THIRD EYE 👁
Obanai: oh and giyuu about those thigh picks👁 🕵🏻
Giyuu: hold on…🙃
(Everyone except for gyomei & muichiro): 🤨
Toji: can you send it here?😉
Gojo:😉
Sanemi: WHO THE HELL ARE YA’LL????
End... :<
*I got this idea from a Tik Tok account I don’t remember the name but once I find it I will put it here 👇🏼
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I want to make a request of the angst type, basically Sanemi, rengoku, obanai and muzan with a terminally ill reader, who on his deathbed the reader assures them that the years he spent with them were the best of his life, that he lived happy with them the time they were together and that they don't need to be afraid of having another partner after his death because he just wants them to be happy,I'm in mood for pain today
Note: Gotta love angst from time to time. I think you can tell when I start to get a bit lazy-
Character(s): Sanemi, Rengoku, Obanai, Muzan
Type of reader: M!Reader
Category: Angst
Warning(s): Mentions of death & death
Edited; ❌
Muzan hated the thought of you dying and never wanted to think about it at all
That was until you were diagnosed with a sickness that wasn't curable
He was shocked and instantly did everything he could to try and get you better
Muzan even wanted to turn you into a demon, but you declined and told him you wanted to die as a human
He understood your wish
Muzan stood outside the room you were in.
Just from where he stood he could hear the beeping sounds of machines. He exhaled before opening the door and the sight that his eyes were bestowed upon broke ever heart he had. Seeing you hooked up to so many machines that were barely keeping you alive had hurt him deeply.
Your attention was brought onto him before a weak smile formed on your lips. He sat next to you bed and held your hand with a tight grip, but not too tight to hurt you. "How are you, Y/n?" Muzan asked, he carefully rubbed his thumb against the back of your hand.
"I'm fine, but are you alright?" You asked him as you stared into his plum red eyes. He stared back into yours that barely showed any signs of life. "Don't worry about me dear, worry about yourself." Muzan said as he held your hand close to his lips and pressed a soft kiss on it making you weakly laugh. Silence took over the room as you stared at the ceiling before breaking it. "I'm going to die soon, Muzan." You said to him, making his eyes widen.
"What?" "When I die, I want you to move on and love someone else, alright? The years I've spent by your side were the best years I've ever had. I don't want you to be afraid when you chose to have another partner-" "What nonsense!!" Muzan shouted, startling you.
"You're the only one for me. You're the only one who understands me. I can't lose you...not now..." He muttered. "I know sweetheart, I know... You too are the only one who understands me as well. But I want you to be happy, 'kay?" You told him as held his hand close to your lips and pressed a kiss onto it before placing both yours and his hands back to your side.
Your facial expressions had become more relaxed and that when the heart monitor flatline. "Y/n...?" Muzan said as he waved a hand over your face. You didn't respond or moved.
He swallowed any saliva he had in his mouth and rested his head on your chest where he could already feel your body become cold.
After Kanae died, he thought he wouldn't find another person he'd love
But than you came and brought so much joy into his life
He cherished every moment you two spent together
Sanemi even thought this was God giving him another chance in life
Oh how he was wrong
“Terminally ill?! What the fuck do you mean he’s terminally ill?!!”
Sanemi shouted at Shinobu as he slammed his fist against the wall.
"It may have been a sickness that ran in his family, but there's nothing we can do about it, Sanemi-San. It's best if he spends his last moments with you." Shinobu said as patted his shoulder and walked out the room leave you two alone. Sanemi stared at you.
You were hooked to a bunch of IV tubes and machines that showed you were already so close to death. He quietly walked up to your sleeping figure and sat down to the left of you. Sanemi carefully held your hand with his hand which woke you up. "Sanemi?" You crooked, your voice was dry and tired like.
"I'm here, don't worry." Sanemi hushed you as he kissed your cheek. You gripped his hand as tight as you could which really wasn't much. Tears had already started to fill up your eyes. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry I can't stay with you any longer.." You sobbed out causing a pang to Sanemi's heart. "It's not your fault Y/n.
None of this is your fault." Sanemi spoke, his tone gentle to soothe you the best he could as he brushed away your tears. "Sanemi..." You began getting his attention.
"What is it?" "I want you to know, the years we've spent together were the best years ever and I couldn't ask for more. I lived happily because I was with you, but now that my time with you has been cut short, I want you to find someone else to love once I die.." You told him making his eyes wide. He was in shock and disbelief you would even say that to him. Sanemi couldn't even imagine being with anyone else but you.
"What the fuck are you talking about? I don't want to be with anyone besides you!" Sanemi shouted as he held your hand with both of his hands. "I know, I know. But you have to let go sooner or later Sanemi. I'm not even a woman so I can't do much for you to act like this." You cried out. Sanemi sighed and brushed the strands of hair from your face.
"I never cared for that and neither should you. I will always and I mean always love you." Sanemi said making a soft smile form on your face. "I'm glad...so so glad..." You mumbled and closed your eyes. You heart monitor had flatline the moment you closed your eyes making him panic.
"Y/n..! Hey wake up!! Stop fucking with me Y/n and wake up!!" Sanemi shouted as he shook you body but got no response. "Shinobu!!" Sanemi shouted and the door quickly burst open revealing Shinobu and a couple of the helpers who tried their best to bring you back, but it was already too late. "He's passed on, Sanemi..." Shinobu said.
Those three words were Sanemi's last straw before he broke down and cried with his head laid down on your stomach.
Never once in Rengoku's life has he met someone like you
You would match his energy and never commented on loud he spoke
You were perfect
The two of you dated for a year before he proposed to you and that when your relationship took a turn for the better
That was until the two of you were walking and he had coughed up blood
“So…you’re sick?”
Rengoku asked his voice low as to not give you a headache. "Mhm. Shinobu said I won't live for much longer, so I wanted to spend my time with you if you don't mind." You told Rengoku who looked so sad and hurt.
"I don't mind one bit." Rengoku told you and kissed your lips. He never thought about death when it came to you, he even thought the two of you would grow old together. What a silly dream he had. Rengoku held your hand gently as he rubbed his thumb on the back of your hand. The two of you sat in silence before you broke it.
"Rengoku, the years I've spent with you were the happiest years of my life and I couldn't ask for more. You made me so happy when you would express how you felt and never hid it. I'm very grateful you decided to stay by my side this long, but I think it's time for you to let go." You told him, making his eyes widen.
"What? What do you mean 'let go'?" Rengoku asked perking up a bit. "I want you to find another partner to love. I want you to cherish them, share laughs with them...take care of them.." You said, your voice cracking as tears began to form in your eyes.
"...And love them just as much as you loved me, okay?" You sniffled and placed a hand on Rengoku's cheek. "But...I don't want to do that. I want to stay with you." Rengoku crooked as he leaned into your touch that he adored so much. "I know, but you have to move on, for me at least." You motioned him to bring his head to your chest and he did. He could hear your heartbeat becoming fainter and fainter.
"There's only so much time I have left to spend with you." "I don't care if there's only such little time you have left. Once you die, I'll find you. No matter how many times I'm reincarnated I'll always look for you." Rengoku told you as he held your body close. "If that's what you want dear." You said and placed a hand on his head.
Eventually your heart stopped beating, but Rengoku didn't let you go like the stubborn man he was.
He was never the kind of guy to speak most of the time, so you carried the conversation
Eventually seeing how you spent almost all of your time with him made him kind of happy
Obanai wanted to see where this relationship would lead to so after some time he asked you out and you accepted
One thing led to another and before you knew it the two of you were married and lived happily for years
That all ended when you started having heart problems that became worse over time
“He’s going to get better, right?” Obanai asked Shinbou who sighed and shook her head no.
"With the way his heart is beating, he doesn't have much longer till he passes." Shinobu told him and left you two alone. Obanai stared down at your weak form. You were much lighter than before and you looked close to a skeleton.
He swore if he hugged you too hard you'd break right in his hands. "Y/n..." He mumbled. It took you a couple seconds to wake up before you were met with his beautiful eyes. "Obanai.." You smiled, it was a warm smile that you always showed him. You held out your hand and he took it without hesitation.
"What's wrong with your heart?" Obanai questioned and you placed your other hand where your heart was. "I don't know, but I can feel it becoming weaker with each beat." You mumbled, a saddened look had spread across your face. "I want you to know something." You began perking Obanai's interests.
"That is?" "I want you to know I loved and cherished all those years we've spent together. The great ones and even the bad ones. I'll always cherish those. I know you will too, but I don't want you to be afraid to fall in love with another person-" "What nonsense are you sprouting now, Y/n? You're the only one for me and nobody else can change that." Obanai expressed, his face slightly crunched up when you said that.
"What makes you think I'd fall in-" You had sat yourself up a little and grabbed Obanai by his cheeks and pinched them. "Stop being so stubborn and just listen for once! I feel the same way you do, but there's only so much I can do." You said, finally getting him to stop talking.
"Nothing will change my feelings for you once I die, 'kay? Now listen to what I told you and don't you dare argue with me." You huffed and released his cheeks before laying back down.
Obanai was a bit taken back from what you did, but he couldn't argue with you at all. "I love you, alright?" You said with a smile. "I love you to-" Before he could finish his sentence your heart monitor had flatline signalling you had passed. His grip on your hand tightened as he stood in silence.
Obanai could even feel your hand grow much colder than it was before.
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Could you do the reaction of yanderes hashiras when they see the male reader vomiting in disgust/rejection after the hashiras kissed him?
Rejecting The Hashira’s Kiss | Yandere Kimetsu no Yaiba X Male Reader
Whether it was a misread moment or just someone having the audacity to put their lips against yours; they are met with a solid rejection. Even if you refuse them they have no plans to stop their pursuit. All this is just a minor obstacle…yep…just..a little pothole in the road of your love:
Rengoku Kyojuro
He doesn’t ask
He just goes right in
Catching you off guard as he firmly kisses your unmoving lips
“BLEGH! Ew what’s your problem?! Kyojuro!?”
“I DID IT FOR GOOD FORTUNE!”
“Good Fortune my foot! Don’t go kissing people who don’t want to be kissed!”
He’s not discouraged at all
in fact, this only spurs him to try harder to gain your affection
Or hopefully shooing of any one else who’s interested
He doesn’t bother licking his lips but I certainly see him putting his lips up to different things to…compare
“THIS MELON IS COLD NOT AT ALL LIKE (Y/N)’S LIPS. WHICH ARE WARM! AND SOFT! AND IRRESISTABLE!”
“Sir, are you going to pay for the fruit or not?”
Shinobu Kocho
Is probably tending to you after a mission
And she just can’t help herself
You were just looking so cute with your broken arms
So she just went for it
“Ew um can you not.”
She stares blankly at you
Before doing it again
“What are you going to do? Stop me?”
She’s going to spend the rest of your stay showing you how little you can do in comparison to her
And how powerless you are to defy her medicinal ‘ailments’
Leaving you bedridden for however long she pleases
Seating herself on your waist too weak to buck her off
“Don’t think for a moment you can stop me, you are mine and I’ll have what I want of you when I want it.”
Uzui Tengen
Flamboyant as ever he’s not one to hide his emotions
Or what he wishes to do
So when he goes for the kiss he kisses deep
Completely disregarding the world’s take on social customs
“I’ll be flamboyantly missing you on my mission, farewell my gem.”
The kiss is deep and while you may pull away he’s keeping a firm hold on your waist
Letting his fingers graze against your butt
When you pull away to spit Tengen makes a note of it
And will dive back into capturing your lips
“Don’t let any of me my sparkling saliva out of your mouth, otherwise I’ll have to punish you~!”
Sanemi Shinazugawa
It takes a lot to hype himself up to do this
Despite being as prickly as he is
he blushes and gets week in the knees around you
So when he moves fast to kiss you he’s embarrassed when your lips curl in disgust
“Ewww…that was so gross.”
He’s so hurt
But that sadness morphs to anger
And when demons don’t cut it
He’s fighting you
“WHEN SOMEONE GIVES YOU A KISS, YOU KISS THEM BACK!”
Mitsuri Kanroji
Love is her element
So of course, she’s going to kiss you as soon as she feels like the mood’s been set
When you reject her, she is reminded of all the times such a thing has happened before
“Oh…you didn’t like that…huh?”
She’s hurt so so hurt
But her tears are so pretty
So perfect you’ll cave
That is if her guard snake doesn’t come for you first
“Y-you’re s-sorry..hm..i-i’ll definitely feel better if you give me a kiss though…please?”
Obanai Iguro
He’s hesitant to even come near you
Often preferring to watch you from afar
He usually thinks he’s lesser than you
A monster in every right that is protecting his beauty in the shadows
So he’ll wait until your sleeping or so high on medicine that you can’t recognize him
“Y-yuck..”
“...I am sorry.”
So crestfallen he probably won’t talk to you out of embarrassment despite you’re actual cluelessness
“Kabumaru love is cruel..isn’t it?”
Giyuu Tomioka
Nobody likes him anyway
And when he’s shoulders deep in his obsession for you he stops caring
He no longer lets being likable by anyone stop him from what he wants
“-ick! Eww, I can’t believe you–”
“I can hardly resist you (Y/n), even if you hate me.”
Nothing’s off the table
But he pretty much is willing to do whatever it takes
He’s witnessed so many die at the hands of demons
He doesn’t care how you feel
That will not be your fate
“It doesn’t matter what you think of me. I’m not letting you free.”
Gyomei Himejima
He can’t see your beauty which he cries about often
But thanks to his lack of sight you let him feel your face
“If only for my mind’s eye, may I?”
“Yeah Gyomei no problem.”
It’s his dirty little pleasure
Curious about your figure
He holds you steady holding your shoulders
And he accidentally let’s his lips brush against your own
He gets the message when you pull away
He knows it’s probably out of disgust, but he can delude himself into thinking it was out of embarrassment
And that let’s him smile in his lonesome
“My apologies was that your lips?”
Muichiro Tokito
He thinks being the young kid he is, you won’t mind
When he jumps up to give you a kiss
And when you recoil asking him what that was about
He’ll wistfully sigh because you didn’t react the way he wantedyou to
“Don’t friends kiss each other before they leave.”
He feigns ignorance as he mulls upon your rejection
He figures he’s got time to convince you he’s worthy of your kisses
And then he forgets
Aiming for a kiss again with some other excuse to pursue his little crush on you
“I think of you like a brother…don’t family kiss each other?”
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Hello! I enjoyed the two pillars and Kagaya reacting to Kagaya's son giving them friendship bracelets, May I request Sanemi, Obanai and Tengen react to receiving a friendship bracelet as well? Thank you!
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In all honesty, I didn't expect so many people liking that one so much, but damn, I'm happy you do
Demon Slayer Masterlist
I hope this is what you wanted & you enjoy reading!
Sign of friendship #1
Sign of friendship #3
Obanai Iguro x male! reader
Sanemi Shinazugawa x male! reader
Tengen Uzui x male! reader
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Sign of friendship #2
(Y/N) Ubuyashiki was known to be a little, gentle and kind bundle of sunshine. His bright personality could make anyone forget all the gruesome parts of the world at least for a little while, giving them an opportunity to rest and lower their guard.
That’s why everyone was so fond of him, especially the hashira and his father Kagaya.
(Y/N) would often play around the whole place, wether it’d be at his father’s side or wherever one of the hashira’s were training, eating or meditating. The boy truly loved every single one of them. They made him feel safe and secure.
So, one day, he decided to let them know in a special way.
"You called for me, young master?", Obanai kneeled down infront of his master's son, both out of respect and to be more on eye level with the child. (Y/N) nodded cheerfully, his impatience visible by the way he bobbed up and down on the spot, "I have a very important item to give you, mister Obanai. One you shall keep safe.", he said in feign seriousness.
Obanai tended to take (Y/N) serious, no matter how much his instincts told him it was all meant in a playful manner. He couldn't risk disrespecting the young boy, after all.
So he held out his hands, "Of course." The boy's happy giggle urged the black-haired to listen to his gut feeling more, and play along and only act like he was tasked with protecting a valuable artifact. Obanai wasn't one to be playful, though, so he refused.
He watched (Y/N) pull out something out of his sleeve. Mismatched eyes widened as he realised it was merely a bracelet, clearly handmade. The chriping of the birds around them was all that accompanied the silence between the two for a few long seconds.
Laughing at the older one, (Y/N) let the bracelet fall in Obanai's open palm, "A sign of our friendship!", he cheered, "So don't loose it, hehe."
The hashira inspected the accessory. Upon further inspection he made out two eyes on one of the white beads. The beads were supposed to be a snake, making it's way around in a circle until it met its tail.
"Look! I have a matching one!", the boy held his wrist next to Obanai's hand, which was, indeed adorned by an identical bracelet. The black-haired wasn't sure what the correct response to this act of affection was, so he just slid the bracelet on, "Thank you, young master."
Sadly, (Y/N) missed out on the sight of Obanai gliding his fingers over the head of the snake bracelet with a fond smile under his bandages.
"Hm?", a tug on Sanemi's haori made him stop in his tracks as he was leaving the meet up spot after a hashira meeting, locking eyes with (Y/N) who was grinning up to him. "You are not dismissed yet!", the boy tried to pout, but his smile broke through very clearly.
Sanemi could only nod with lightly furrowed brows while (Y/N) dragged him out of sight of any bystanders in the vicinity.
The hashira wasn't at all worried about anything, he knew the boy was a playfull little one. Someone who loved to drag him along, often to play, which is what Sanemi thought was his mission right then. "I can't stay for long, young master. There is a mission I need to prepare for."
(Y/N) nodded along, promising it wouldn't take even five minutes.
As soon as (Y/N) was satisfied with their location, he let go of the hashira. Giggling to himself, he fished out something out of his pockets, with his back turned to the older one.
He quickly hid both his hands behind his back when he turned around, "Which hand?"
A guessing game? Yeah, Sanemi wasn't really happy about being pulled from his important work for something like this, but he humored him nonetheless, it was his master's son, after all.
"Your left."
Giggling even louder than before, the (Y/HC)-haired revealed his left hand, opening his palm in the process. There was a bracelet with thin, silver beeds, as well as a few pinwheel shaped ones.
"A bracelet?", the man took the item out of the other's hand, inspecting it further.
That's when (Y/N) revealed his other hand from behind his back, holding an identical bracelet in his palm, "As a sign of our friendship!" He urged Sanemi to put it on, like he did himself, grasping both his scarred hands in his own small ones. "Do you like it??", if it weren't for Sanemi's sturdy body, the boy would've made him loose his balance from how hard he was shaking his arms out of excitement.
The silver-haired didn't dare to let a sweat drop roll down his face, "Yes, of course. Thank you, young master."
Satisfied with the older one's answer, (Y/N) let out yet another giggle and went in for a short hug, before disappearing.
Alright. Time to prepare for the upcoming mission.
...After making sure to put this gift somewhere safe and secure.
The hint of a smile was present on Tengen's lips, his eyes closed as he sat on the grass, arms and legs crossed. Someone was approaching, someone small. He could feel their presence, slowly sneaking up on him. And the hashira played along, letting them come closer and closer.
Just to dodge to the side when they went to jump on him, catching them with one arm.
"Eek!", (Y/N) yelped, making Tengen laugh, "Nice try, but there's still plenty of room for improvement." (Y/N) pouted at him halfheartedly, climbing up his arm to wrap his arms around the older one's neck, "You say that, not noticing I succeeded in my mission!", he giggled out.
"Oh?", only then Tengen noticed something shiny on his thigh. He blinked at it, stunned, "Wow. You made more process than I thought!", he sent the boy clinging on him a big grin.
"Is this for me?", he then asked, picking up the accessory and gliding the pad of his thumb over the diamond-like beads. (Y/N) nodded wildly, "I saw the beads and immediately thought of you!" Tengen chuckled, gently shaking of the kid to slide on the bracelet, "It's perfect! So flashy and vibrant! You have a good eye, little one."
(Y/N) giggled happily, as the hashira patted his head, "Thank you! I made a matching one for myself. See? It's a sign of our friendship, you know?", he tugged on his sleeve to show off another bracelet, matching Tengen's.
"A sign of our friendship, huh?", the man smiled fondly at the handmade bracelet around his wrist. He will show off this one for sure.
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𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜.
navigation: about me. m.list. taglist form. kofi.
fandoms i will write for:
bungou stray dogs.
my hero academia.
attack on titan.
jujutsu kaisen.
demon slayer.
danganronpa.
black butler.
trigun.
characters i will write for:
bsd: osamu dazai. chūya nakahara. fyodor dostoevsky. nikolai gogol. sigma. ryūnosuke akutagawa. ranpo edogawa. edgar allan poe. atsushi nakajima.
mha: tomura shigaraki. tōya todoroki (dabi). keigo takami (hawks). kai chisaki (overhaul). shōta aizawa (eraserhead). tamaki amajiki (suneater).
aot: levi ackerman. eren jaeger. hange zoë. reiner braun. armin arlert. porco galliard.
jjk: satoru gojo. suguru geto. ryōmen sukuna. chōsō kamo. yūta okkotsu. fushiguro toji. nanami kento. mahito. higuruma hiromi. kashimo hajime.
ds: obanai iguro. tengen uzui. giyū tomioka. kyōjurō rengoku. muzan kibutsuji. akaza. douma.
dr: nagito komaeda. hajime hinata. izuru kamukura. makoto naegi. junko enoshima. mikan tsumiki.
bb: sebastian michaelis. undertaker. gregory violet. edgar redmond.
t-gun: vash the stampede. millions knives. nicholas d. wolfwood.
general rules:
yes; character x fem!reader. headcanons. sfw. nsfw. threesomes. sub/dom undertones. breeding kink. mommy kink. pegging/strap ons. sex toys in general.
dark content such as aphrodisiacs, cheating, degradation, blood play, corruption kink, yandere themes.
fantasy themes (faerie, mermaid, etc) and canon plot (ie, mha; quirk. bsd; ability. jjk; technique/sukuna's true form. dr; ultimate/talent. ds; breathing styles/demon blood art.)
no; incest. non-con. pedophilia. vore. watersports/scat. weight/body image. pet play. age regression. daddy kink. aged up minors.
maybe; omegaverse (specifically for atsushi and keigo).
general notes; hange zoë will be written afab with they/them pronouns. makoto naegi will be written as strictly submissive. junko enoshima, mikan tsumiki, & nagito komaeda i am willing to write male!reader for.
when requesting, please do include whether it is nsfw/sfw and afab!/gn!/amab! and a lil summary of what'd you like. if including multiple characters, please state which ones from that certain fandom.
i also will write in a last name-honorific format (ie; Dazai-san, Komaeda-kun, Aizawa-sensei (or just sensei), -sama/-chan/-senpai) if you guys prefer that in your request! Just let me know in said request and which honorifics you'd like.
also let me know if there's a specific nick/pet name you'd like for your character. (ie; fedya for fyodor, kolya for nikolai... i won't write the two with these names unless its specifically a fyolai x reader or if you ask for these names.)
keep in mind i write what excites/intrigues me; i need to be super into said request and sometimes my mind doesn't want to cooperate. if i feel as i can't get out the absolute best piece for that certain request, it'll just be a bit shorter than normal. i apologize in advance.
that being said, please give me around two days to a month to get to your request. i promise i am writing them, i just get distracted by life as we all do. as much as i'd like to be chronically online, sadly i am an adult who actually needs to adult.
my requested works vary with word counts, usually 800ish - 8k. anything specifically over 8k - 15k, i would ask you to please visit my ko-fi and commission me for a small amount of money. (still setting it up whoopsie)
i also have other commission requests i will accept (such as oc write ins, rewritten canon scenes with your choice of y/n reader or not, & character's i do not currently write from my listed fandoms including aged up minors).
i do NOT write for character x character works on this blog. i have another blog for that, @raitoclouds!
feel free to ask if anything confuses you!
requests are closed. current request count: ~3.
some other things to note:
i properly tag my main writing posts, but i do not tag my thirsts. (including my taglist, which is specifically for my main writing posts)
i do have the right to refuse a request as i see fit. it's nothing personal, sometimes i'm just not suited for that specific request within my writing. (i do try to write almost every one i get only because i'm determined to expand my writing limits so this is a rare occurence)
i'm a very socially awkward person and am sometimes not good with words (ironic hehe) so if i sound a bit out of sorts when answering an ask, that's why.
feel free to send me an ask with recs! (other people or your own works) i adore reading just as much as i enjoy writing. 🥰
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Iguro Obanai x Male y/n (Chap 2)
I glared at him, “I’m fine where I am thanking you, plus telling people where there going would help too”, you scowled at him. He sighs starting to get annoyed, “My name is Iguro Obanai, and I’m one of the few Hashira, the Serpent Hashira to be exact”, he give me a stern glare and I couldn’t help but laugh/ giggle. I glanced at him and sigh, “I have a village to protect, and I’m not going to abandon my post. That’s known as weak to let your guard down”, I give him a deaf glace and teleport out, leaving him blank. I lean against the light of the moon on the wall next to a cloths store and rub my head trying to make sense of what’s going on, and why was he so concerned about what I can and can’t do. Hashira’s should really mind their own business and stick to what they know best. This is my town, my people, my family, not his or any other demons. I race to my cave outside of the village while passing throw the rivers of the town as the sun was going to rise any second now. I arrive just as the sun hits my arm and I rest up. I grab some lizards and start a fire, to make something scaly for dinner, but for some reason that weird, masked dude ;whatever his name is I forgot; just isn’t leaving my head. I sit there cooking and thinking of his gaze. It reminded me of my childhood friends, and sure it might have shown anger and no jokes, but the inside would always be hurt, but rarely shown, but I shrug it off. I sit there cooking and thinking of him when I see a little white snake slivering in the cover. I smile and grab one of the dead rats from the ground and use my demon techniques to control the rat to make it seem alive, a make it run to the snake which devoured it in on gulp. I smile, since I've always loved snakes. Slowly I eat the crunchy lizard and was going to give the rest to the little but, but then someone grabs my hands, “That’s cannibalism”, and no fucking shit it was Mr, snake. I growl, “Learn to knock will you”, I say while pointing to his nose, “And snakes need what they can to survive, dumb ass", I scowled at him. He tightened his grip which I guess would've broke humans arm since as soon as he did he groaned removing his hand and said, "Forgot your a demon for a second, sorry. Now come with me"
This was the last straw. Fist he comes out of no where and try to attack me, try to take me somewhere, to following me to my bidding place and now he's trying to make me come with him again, "Leave me alone Obanai", I suddenly pause since I remembered something being lost in my mind years ago.
Flash back: (3rd person)
"Who are you", y/n said to the boy hiding in the bushes, "Can you come out please", he asked gently. Little y/n was only 9 at the time and was camping with his father. The young boy stepped out slowly and y/n gasped in shock, "Your mouth, its, it's_
"Ugly, foul, un able to stand. I know all that"
Y/n giggled and gave the boy a hug, "Now, don't be like that, come on smile for me", he asked cheerfully. The boy couldn't refuse y/n with his cheerful smile. He smiled cutely, and showed the unique scar on his face. Y/n gripped the boy face, "The scar makes you look so cool, and you smile is so cute, what's your name?"
"My name is Iguro Obanai, I got this scar from the demon the protects my family and from my family covering my face. I've been in a cage most of my life because I'm meant to be feed to the snake demon once she's ready to eat me"
"That's alright, you can stay with is for now if you like"
"IGURO OBANAI, GET HERE NOW"
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Hey I have a writing request if you don’t mind
Could you do an any male kny character (preferably Tanjiro or Obanai but it really doesn’t matter) x fem!reader who is struggling with her body image? Like she feels like she has too much fat in her stomach, chin, and thighs and cries over it? Angst to comfort type stuff.
It’s totally fine if you are not comfortable in writing stuff like that I’m just struggling with how I look right now and could use some comfort
thank you and have a lovely day :)
awee ofc i will! i’m completely open to doing stuff like this and i hope this helps you feel better!<33
i haven’t written x reader in a while so i’m a bit rusty but i’ll try my best!<3
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Body positivity
(Warning: Insecure body image)
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Tanjiro always knows when something is bothering you.
He can smell your pain from across the butterfly mansion.
Tanjiro softly knocked on your door. “(Y/N)..?” He calls out worriedly when he hears your soft sniffles.
He hears a soft gasp escape your lips then the door opens to show your tear stained face.
Tanjiro gasps and immediately pulls you in for a hug. “My love, what happened?” He asks softly, gently stroking your hair.
You silently cry into his shoulder and he just allows you to cry.
Once you calm down he pulls away just enough to look at you.
“Baby, please tell me what happened. I promise I won’t judge you.” He looks at you with concern and he gently strokes your upper arm with his thumb.
You look down, ashamed. “I don’t like my body..” You mutter softly and Tanjiro’s eyes widen slightly in shock.
“My love.. your body is so beautiful. You’re so beautiful inside and out. You are so much more than your body.” He says softly, pulling you into a tight and loving embrace.
You hug him back tightly, his kind words, along with his soft voice, helped you feel better instantly.
“Thank you, I feel much better now..” You say softly and smile up at him.
He smiles relieved and gently pats your head.
“I love you, (Y/N).” He kisses you on the forehead and you blush slightly.
“I love you too.” You smile softly up at him and you and him go into your patient room to cuddle together.
You and Tanjiro fall asleep in each other’s arms.
~the end~
A/n: I hope you know how beautiful you are anon. I hope this story helps you feel a bit better about yourself!<33
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Could you please do a mitsuri x obanai x male reader when mitsuri and obanai died at the infinity castle?
OFC SHMOOKIMS ∩^ω^∩ !!!
(MAJOR INFINITY CASTLE ARC SPOILERS ALONG WITH A BUNCH OF MENTIONS OF BLOOD/MAJOR INJURIES!!!)
(also I didn’t really know if u meant in the infinity castle where yushiro did that little stunt with nakime or when they actually died so I went with them actually dying, if this wasn’t was u requested I’ll be happy to make a separate post!!)
(Females/fem-aligned r free to interact/read just pls don’t act weird and comment fetishizing stuff in my comments)
Everything hurt.. everything… the feeling was absolutely unbearable.. but.. you had to push through.. for mitsuri.. for obanai.. for everyone..
You dragged yourself into an alley, one of muzans blows had hit you straight on the calf and now the entirety of it was gone. You bled everywhere, the burning sensation making you feel like you were on fire.
You ripped a part of your haori off, tying it above your knee to stop the bleeding. You then hoisted yourself up with the brick wall behind you, making the whole getting up process much easier.
You looked across from you only to see mitsuri and obanai, the two sharing a conversation which led Mitsuri to tears. You hated seeing your dear wife cry.. she was sensitive but to an extent..
You hopped on your working leg, making you look a bit goofy but it was whatever. “Y/N!!” Mitsuri yelled out happily, she was happy to see you but you saw in her eyes that she was in despair.
“Y/n.. you must take care of mitsuri while I battle muzan.. okay..? You two are in far worse conditions than me” you looked at obanai as if he had two heads. “You.. you can’t seriously be going out there to fight..! You must stay with us obanai!!” You now saw why mitsuri was crying as you felt warm tears drip down your cheeks.
“I.. I must make sure that muzan’s rain of terror comes to an end.. if I’m able to survive then I surely will come back to the both of you.. but for now you two must stay here with the kakushi” just as obanai was about to leave, you grabbed onto the sleeve of his haori.
“You can’t leave us obanai!! Please.. please don’t leave us..” you saw tears well up in obanai’s eyes, but he quickly blinked them away, gently ripping his sleeve away from you. “I’ll be back.. I promise you that” obanai took the hand he put your wedding ring on, giving it a loving kiss before he ran away.
You and mitsuri tried calling him back to no avail. He was going to defeat muzan and that was that. You held onto mitsuri as she cried into the crook of your neck.
You felt numb.. the pain you were experiencing was now (slightly) gone. You held mitsuri close to your chest, her ear connecting to your chest. Listening to the therapeutic beats of your heart.
You tilted your head to the right, watching as the night slowly turned into the morning. You no longer could hear the constant noise of muzan crazing into the ground/building as your brain was slowly shutting down, as if it was going to take a nap.
You then saw obanai make his way to you and mitsuri, your eyes wasted no time to start welling up with tears. “Obanai.. I’m so happy your back..” you quietly said, a smile grew on your face but was quickly shot down as you saw the state of obanai’s face.
“Obanai! Y-Your eyes!!” You wanted to move but you didn’t want to disturb mitsuri. “I’m fine my love.. are you and mitsuri okay..?” “Yes we are but.. her..” you paused for a bit, choking back tears “her heartbeat is slowing down..”
Obanai hummed, he felt around until his hand landed on yours. He then felt it up and down, wanting to cherish your touch. Kaburamaru slid onto obanai’s arm and began making his way to yours, his scales felt weird to say the least but you never made a big deal of them since you knew how much obanai’s snake meant to him.
Kaburamaru then perched himself around your neck, as if he was trying to give you a big hug (he wasn’t choking you or anything but he was applying a bit of pressure on your neck). You sniffled softly as you then grabbed obanai by the arm and pulled him into a tight hug with mitsuri in the middle.
“Ah… obanai.. your back..” mitsuris eyes fluttered open as she took in his once beautiful face. “Oh my.. obanai..” you saw tears prickling mitsuris eyes, she wanted to hold obanai’s face so bad.. but she couldn’t.
Obanai then took off his haori, draping it over mitsuris poor, cold body. “What a gentleman..” you chuckled as you then transferred mitsuri into iguro’s arms. Letting him be able to hold his love.
He couldn’t see her, but she knew that she was being looked down in love by the snake hashira. “Ah.. I don’t feel any pain so.. I guess I’m dying..” you saw the sparkle in mitsuris eyes slowly dull down.
“I’ll probably die soon too. You’re not alone” obanai held mitsuri closer, her head now pressing against his chest. “No.. don’t die yet.. I’m sorry I wasn’t much use in the fight..” mitsuri then began to cry once more.
“Don’t say that mitsuri..! You definitely did damage to that rotten man, your actions will go down in history..” y/n wrapped his arms around obanai’s and mitsuri. Embracing them in a tight, long hug.
“Please.. don’t leave me.. you two..” you sobbed silently with your head pressed against the middle of iguro’s chest. “Please y/n.. live your life as long as you can.. we may be gone, but remember that we’re always with you..” obanai started. “Yes n/n.. you must live and love without us.. but you’ll be fine.. when we are reborn.. we can all be together.. hand in hand.. and love once more..” Mitsuri said through choked sobbed.
You all held onto each other tightly, until the kakushi came around the corner and finally assisted you.
But when you tried removing yourself from obanai’s grip, you found yourself stuck. Turns out, his grip on you was so tight you ended up with a deep, dark bruise on your waist.
extra ending cs I’m feeling nice (*^ω^*)
You worked with your wife in the kitchen of your brand new diner you, your wife and husband had opened. You three could finally live in completion..
“Ah! It’s.. uh.. OH!! YOSHITERU!!” You called out to the boy across the street. His attention shifted to you, the glint already in his eyes glowing bigger.
“Wanna come over here and have a quick snack before school!?” You called out once more, just as he was about to answer, his face contorted into one of fear. Before he quickly shook his head and quickened his pace towards his school.
“Hm? Why’d he turn down the offer? He always gets a quick bite before going to school!” Mitsuri sounded quite sad, “do you know why he left iguro?” You saw your husband jump a bit before turning around and shaking his head, a bead of sweat slowly running down his temple.
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SOB SOB I LOVE OBAMITSU 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
#obanai x reader#obanai x male reader#mitsuri x reader#mitsuri x male reader#demon slayer x male reader
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Dom.Iguro Obanai x Sub.Virgin.Trans.Fem Reader Lemon - “If You Insist.”
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT THIS IS AN 18+ AREA ONLY
Your POV:
“Hey, (Y/N)?” I hear a soft, male voice ask for my attention, seemingly nervous. “Yes Obanai? What’s up?” I respond, as softly as possible, almost as if talking to a rabbit during a thunderstorm, just trying not to spook it. “I wanted to tell you something important. I know this is cliche as hell, but I love you. I’ve been in love with you ever since you joined the Corps. I just refused to acknowledge that the feeling I was experiencing was love. It is absolutely okay for you not to feel the same as I do, I just need you to know what is on my mind.
You are. Day and night, rain or shine, every little thing in this world reminds me of you. We live such dangerous lives that telling someone something is an urgent task, as you never know if you’ll see them again.” Obanai mutters out, quickly, as though he expects me to yell at him. I tilt my head to the side and I feel the corners of my mouth lifting up, curving my mouth into a smile. “I feel the same. I was here thinking that you hated me.” I say, obviously surprised by his sudden words of affection. He proceeds to grab my arm, holding it gently but firmly, and pulls me toward his chest. He then puts his pointer finger under my chin, and pulls my face up so that my eyes meet his, then he tells me quietly, “Follow me.” My face lights up in a soft shade of pink. He lets go of my chin, then begins to walk down the hallway, entering his room, then upon noticing I hadn’t entered behind him yet, he peeks back out the door, seeing me still standing here, my head tilted to the side, stunned into confusion. He walks back down the hallway, then he picks me up, holding me bridal style, then walks back down the hallway, putting me down on his bed, resting his arms over my head, then he sits up, and pulls the bandages off of his mouth, smirking at me.
“Now, back to where we were in the hallway. If we both reciprocate these feelings of affection, we may as well revel in them. Do I have your permission to show you how I feel?” My eyes widen, and I look down at my skirt, which has now tented in one place, then I say, “Yes, you have my absolute permission. But, I don’t think you want to see what lies beneath the surface, or what lies beneath my clothes. I’m not good enough for you.” He pulls my head up to face him again, locking eyes with me, then captures my lips on his own, both of us moving in sync with one another, our hearts beating as one. He moves around, just to unbutton, then take off his shirt, then he pushes his chest against mine, unbuttoning my shirt, then gently pulling it off my shoulders, laying it on the nightstand beside the bed, then I feel something warm prodding at my bottom lip, in confusion, I make a small noise, in that, opening my mouth slightly, the warm thing entering my mouth, then I figure out that it’s Obanai’s tongue. Our tongues twist together, as he continues to undress himself, until he’s completely nude, then he begins to pull down my skirt, and my undergarments in turn, then he pulls himself back, and off of me, eliciting a quiet groan from me, upset about the loss of contact, as I watch him open his eyes, looking down at my rock hard dick, standing tall and proud, and leaking precum. I watch as he stands up, and walks off to the end of the bed, getting back on it, and now sitting between my legs. He smiles at me, then leans down, quickly taking my whole dick in his mouth. I begin to moan, eliciting a chuckle from him, making me moan louder due to vibration. I can feel myself growing tediously close to the edge, reaching my hands forward, and lacing my hands into his hair, gripping onto it. “Oh~ Obanai~ I’m gonna- Ahh!~” He understands me, then takes me into his mouth again, twisting his tongue around my dick, as I finally cum. He swallows every last drop of it, then he sits up, putting his pointer and middle fingers in my mouth. “Suck.” I understand what he wants me to do, then I do as I have been told. He smiles at me sucking on his fingers, then gently pulls them from my mouth, going back down between my legs, putting his fingers up to my entrance, gently pressing on it, then pushing them in, slowly scissoring, chuckling at the return of my lewd noises.
“I think you’re about ready now, wouldn’t you say?” He asks me, watching me like a hawk for a response. I nod my head excitedly, eager for what’s next. He grins, his beautiful smile stretching from ear to ear. He stands up from between my legs, picks me up, turns me around so my back is to his chest, then he lifts my right leg up with his right arm, then positions his dick at my entrance, gently pushing himself in, slowly bottoming out. The praises and moans falling from my lips are seemingly making Obanai happy, as his dick is twitching inside of me every time I make a noise. He seems content with cockwarming for now. He now has his other arm under my other leg, successfully locking me in a full nelson. “Please, Iguro, move. I can’t take it anymore.” He’s clearly heard me loud and clear, as he’s now picking me up, and slamming my back down on his dick hard. The moans of praise and just general pleasure are filling his ears and mine, and his groans of the same are filling the air, protruding into my head, and my heart. “I’m close, where do you want it?” Iguro whispers into my ear, groans periodically interrupting his speech. “Well, what are my options?” I repeat, moans leaking through my lips, splitting the words that I’m trying to speak. “Inside, outside, in your mouth, on me, or in a specific location on your body. It’s completely up to you.” He says, groans interrupting his speech more often now that he’s close to release. “Inside! Please!” I say, moans coming through more often. ‘As you wish, darling.” He slams himself inside one more time, a warm, sticky feeling invading my hole, while the flood of my orgasm overwhelms my whole body. Obanai keeps himself inside, not wanting to spill any of his delicious love juice. As I open my eyes, I see him using his fingers to gather my cum off of his chest, and he puts his fingers in his mouth, seeming to enjoy the taste. “We can talk together about how to break this to the others in the morning.” He says as I slip into sweet unconsciousness.
If y’all want a part two to this old ass piece, I am more than willing to provide! Let me know what you liked about it, what you perhaps didn’t, and whatever you’d like me to change! Thank you so much for spending time reading this today!
#transgender#transfem#demon slayer x reader#obanai iguro#kny smut#obanai x reader#demon slayer obanai#kny obanai#x reader smut
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Hashira x gn!reader that's usually gentle but beat someone/people who were talking badly about the hashiras
(ah so nezuko)
Reader uses they/them!
(tw: some gore and suggestive language)
"Y/n! Y/n!!"
Mitsuri called from down the hall, she wanted to see her best friend.
She trutted down the hall gracefully, hopping into the room that Y/n was in.
"Oh! Hello Kanroji-san!" Y/n chirped, a soft smile on their face. They waved to Mitsuri.
"Y/n! We get to go on a mission together! Ubuyashiki-sama is sending Iguro-san and Uzui-san with us! We're hunting a pretty powerful demon!"
A hint of excitement flashed in her eyes, a look of determination on her face.
Y/n nodded, following Mitsuri down the hall to find the others.
Obanai was sitting in a tree while Tengen was tying up his hair in preparation for their mission.
"Well well, if it isn't Y/n! You ready for our flashy new mission?"
Tengen nudged Y/n on the shoulder, a wide smile on his face as his whole being seemed to glimmer.
"Isn't eveeything you do flashy, Uzui-san?" Y/n jokes.
Tengen laughed rather proudly, Obanai rolling his eyes as he hops down from his tree branch.
"Will you two take this seriously. This demon has killed dozens, we need to head out as soon as we can."
Obanai glares daggers at the flashy man and the muffin with innocence in their eyes.
"Aw! Don't worry Iguro-san, we'll get there soon!"
In a way, Obanai did appreciate how nice Y/n was to everyone, including him. But he would rather kiss Muzan than admit it.
Y/n giggles a bit, their hands clasped in front of them.
"Speaking of which, he's right, we should definitely head out now!"
Obanai, looks at Mitsuri, blushing under his bandages that she agreed with him.
They all nod, Tengen leading the way as they venture into the forest.
They walked for about a half hour before Y/n asked the dreaded question.
"Are we there yet?" Their eyes were closed and their tongue was sticking out, trying to show how tired they were.
Tengen shushed them, his eyes looking around on alert.
He motioned his hand for them to go forward and spread out a bit, Obanai didn't go far from Mitsuri though.
It was dead quiet until the sound of a twig snapping broke the silence.
Y/n was the cause of this, they squeaked, jumping to the side and clinging to Obanai's haori in fear.
A low growl was heard, followed by a crash of wood. A tree fell, being completely chopped off at the base.
A demon emerges from behind the stump, it's eyes glowing.
The demon was a male, his skin was paper white with black sclera and bright cyan hair that was down to his shoulders. His yukata was bloodstained, his claws as well.
"Well well, what do we have here? Demon hunters?" He growls, a malignant grin on his face.
All four of them drew their swords,
Y/n shaking a bit.
The demon looked down at Mitsuri's sword.
"What the hell is that? A whip? I shouldn't have expected more from a shameless tramp like you, with that your shirt open like that."
He growls, pointing a clawed finger at Mitsuri.
"Sh-shameless tramp?!" Mitsuri was quite offended.
The demon scoffs.
"And what about that one." He points to Obanai. "Why the bandages, you trying to look cool? Maybe learn to cut your hair better."
Obanai's eyes narrowed, he clenched his sword tightly.
Y/n's eyes widened, they started to shake a bit, but not with fear, with wrath.
"You guys are hashiras, aren't you? How pathetic, that tall one looks like he's just for show."
"I'll have you know my three wives and I do a great number of good for the demon slayer corp!" Tengen rushes to his defense.
"Three wives? Three? Wow, you must be desperate to take in three sluts like that."
The demon cackles, all four of the slayers now enraged, but none quite as angry as Y/n.
"Wow, this is a new feeling... Shock without fear. Although it's overshadowed by all this unyielding rage!"
Y/n lets out a gutteral yell, leaping forward and slashing at the demon several times, cutting off one of its arms.
The other hashira watch in shock, they had never seen Y/n like this.
Y/n grabs the hair of the demon and kicks his chest, sending him flying back while affectively ripping his head off with their bare hands.
They were holding the demons head in their hand, panting and trembling with rage.
They drop his head, letting it disintegrate.
They turn around, their eyes once again full of innocence.
"Are you guys okay? You ready to head back now?"
The hashira could do nothing but stare in shock.
"W-wha.. what was that about?!" Mitsuri was rather alarmed.
"Whaaat? I couldn't just let him talk trash about you guys!" Y/n had a somewhat sad look on their face, as if they weren't covered in demon blood.
#demon slayer#kny#asks#mitsuri kanroji#obanai iguro#tengen uzui#yes i made a dragon ball abridged reference#gn reader
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