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stellar-constellations · 8 months

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"My Wife..."

Forgetful! Fem! Wife! (Y/N) x Husband! Tanjirou

Modern AU!

Tanjirou's POV!

My wife is very forgetful.

“Love, did you remember to take the tea off the stove?” I questioned.

“Did I w- OH! The tea!” she gasped, standing up from the couch and rushing to the kitchen. “Darn it!” I heard her shout.

“Burnt?” I questioned, walking into the kitchen.

“Burnt…” she sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry. We can make a new batch. This time, let’s set a timer.” I smiled.

“Okay.” She smiled, perking up a little.

I walked out of the kitchen and back into the living room, continuing to watch the TV. Soon, she came back and laid down on the couch, placing her legs on top of my lap as she clinged onto my arm.

Another thirty minutes into the movie I questioned. “When will that timer go off?”

“Ah! I forgot to set the timer!” she whined, hopping off the couch and rushing to the kitchen. “Ha!” she exclaimed. “Not burnt!”

Sometimes, her forgetfulness is concerning.

“Do you think you might have some disorder or condition?” I questioned.

“A disorder? Condition? For what?” she smiled, looking at me confused.

“Your forgetfulness?” I questioned.

“Ah! No way! It runs in the family, my great grandma couldn’t remember things either!” she spoke.

“Oh, okay then.” I sighed, glad it wasn’t anything serious.

My nose picked up the smell of burnt cookies and I spoke. “Hey. You did set a timer for those cookies… right?” I questioned.

“Darn it!” she huffed, immediately turning around and rushing into the kitchen.

Though sometimes, her forgetfulness is endearing.

“My love, I bought you your favorite pastry!” she spoke, opening and closing the front door as she set the grocery bags on the table.

“Oh, really? You didn’t have to!” I smiled, grabbing the bags and helping her put them away.

“Here!” she beamed, reaching into the bag and giving me a pack of sugar cookies.

“Ah. I appreciate your gift, but these are Nezuko’s favorite cookies.” I smiled.

Sugar cookies are too dry for my taste...

“I knew I was doing something wrong!” she whined.

“Don’t worry! Nezuko will enjoy them!” I smiled reassuringly.

“Then… are these perhaps not your second favorite?” she spoke shyly, lifting a package of chocolate chip cookies up to hide her embarrassed face.

“Those are my first favorite.” I chuckled, reaching and grabbing the package from her hands. “Thank you, dear.” I sighed happily, kissing her cheek as she smiled flusteredly.

“Yes! I’m not a shitty wife!” she spoke, fist-bumping air.

Other times, her forgetfulness could be a bit of a hassle.

“Ah, honey! You were supposed to be ready twenty minutes go! I’ve been waiting in the car!” I exclaimed, shocked to see her lying down on our bed.

“I was?” she questioned.

“Yes! We have to hurry and get a gift and party supplies since you forgot to get them when you shopping yesterday and I texted you what we needed.” I smiled nervously, eying the time.

“Ah! Sorry! I’ll hurry!” she exclaimed, sitting up and gently placing down her stuffed bunny before running to the closet.

Other times, her forgetfulness is quite helpful.

“Oh! You didn’t tell Nezuko that we couldn’t make it to the festival, did you? I was able to get the day off from my boss!” I spoke, running into the kitchen as she was cleaning.

“I was supposed to do what?” she questioned.

“Oh, thank goodness.” I sighed, relieved as I walked over and patted her head.

“Eh?” she questioned, confused on what I’m thanking her for but enjoying the affection nonetheless.

But despite all of the miniature problems it’s caused, it’s one of the charming things about her.

“I forgot what your favorite color was and I didn’t want to ask you since it’ll ruin the surprise, so I bought them in every color.” She admitted, smiling shyly as she carried 20 different stuffed bears into our bedroom.

“Oh! Thank you so much, darling—but you could’ve just asked.” I smiled gratefully, taking them from her hands.

“I know… but I really didn’t want to disappoint you.” She muttered. “If I had the money, you deserve all of the stuffed animals in the world!” she declared, then raced out of the room and back with a red heart-shaped box. “Chocolates too!”

“Thank you very much, love.” I smiled, kissing her cheek as her eyes widen, heat spreading on her face as she smiled flustered.

Even though stuffed animals are more of her thing, it’s still very endearing and adorable. I thought.

However, even though she forgets a lot of small things, she’s never forgotten about me or things she considers important.

“Tanji! Guess what?” she questioned immediately as I stepped through the front door, coming back from work.

“Yes, dear?” I questioned.

“This time I remember to set out meat to defrost, so I made your favorite!” she beamed, almost mispronouncing a word or two, but I could understand her as she was just too excited to form her words. “And I also cleaned up everywhere! And I also got you flowers! And—“ she stopped her enthusiastic ramble “Aw, darn! I forgot I wasn’t supposed to tell you that part!”

“You got me flowers?” I questioned, smiling as I felt my face heat up.

“Yeah. I got you asters and red carnations…” she muttered, sad she ruined the surprise.

“It’s okay. I bet they’re as gorgeous as you.” I smiled, patting her head.

She smiled, raising her head. “I got them because they mean undying love and admiration!”

“And because my hair is red, according to you.” I teased.

“If I say it’s red, it’s officially red!” she huffed.

“Of course, dear.” I smiled.

My wife may be very forgetful and clumsy, but I love her to the moon and back because of it.

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tsugikvni · 10 months

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─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *. A Connected Bond: ☽ Daybreak and First Light .* :☆ﾟ. ───

•❅───✧❅ kimetsu no yaiba ✦ s3 ep11 ❅✧───❅•

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tanjirosjuliet · 1 year

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GN! Reader walking away from tanjiro

Tanjiro: I'll let you bite Zenitsu when he asks a random girl to marry him

GN! Reader:

LMAOOO 💀

#tanjiro x reader #tanjiro x y/n #tanjiro kamado x reader #tanjirou #tanjiro x you

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watchforstars · 10 months

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I swear they have a whole non-verbal conversation through these head tilts (*´-`) (･.･)

#demon slayer #kimitsu no yaiba #demon slayer nezuko #nezuko kamado #tokito yuichiro #tanjirou #knyedit #kny #kny spoilers #tanjiro kamado #demon slayer tanjiro

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justanothercloudinthesky · 1 year

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Demon Slayer: Ideal Types

Fluff/HC

Characters: Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke

These turned into more character analysis than necessarily ideal types, cause I genuinely think that none of these three would be very picky. They're littered with faults, like everyone else. But I hope it's an enjoyable read and an accurate headcanon!

Tanjiro Kamado:

Tanjiro needs someone with a resilient level of integrity. Tanjiro is incredibly intelligent, especially emotionally, and clearly cares about his family and his future, despite how it might turn out for him.I believe that he'd really require someone with an equal level of integrity, who wouldn't be upset with his passion but would indulge him in their own as well. One thing that sticks out to me is that Tanjiro isn't exclusively positive emotions all the time, he's furious at Muzan, He gets annoyed at Zenitsu, He gets mad at Inosuke. Even so, he manages his emotions well, journaling while on the mountain, speaking out when things aren't right, and using his understanding to help those around him. I actually think that he'd do well with someone who's very sensitive or struggles emotionally. Also... side note, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it, Tanjiro is literally... a hill-billy. He'd do well to find someone street smart or the boy gonna get robbed-

Zenitsu Agatsuma:

Oh boy, here we go: I think that he really needs someone who will give him unconditional love, and who's maybe more reserved than reactive. I think he'd value loyalty to a great deal, first out of insecurity then as he grew as a person, it would root more in respect for his partner. I don't think he'd be picky about interests, but he's a sucker for their attention, so I think he's up for most things, (maybe with a bit of complaining) I personally believe that Zenitsu gets more hate than he deserves, please hear me out. Zenitsu is in a constant state of anxiety for approval. Given his upbringing and the tough love he was shown, I think that he really doesn't know how to properly express that he needs support. He doesn't want to die, and he does NOT want to die single, alone. I'll be honest, I believe that we all have parts of ourselves which we wish were different, and Zenitsu's get displayed for comic relief (and it is very funny).

Inosuke Hashibira:

I'll be honest, Inosuke has been the hardest one to write for thus far, but I'll try my very best! I genuinely think that romance might not bloom the way it does for many other characters I write for. I think it would be respect, and simply sticking with each other. Inosuke would crave praise, especially if his partner was brutally honest when giving it. He'd want someone he can respect, and who can genuinely respect him, despite his arrogance. I do think that it could work well, but it would be challenging to get through walls, and pushing will only hurt the relationship. Give him a solid rock, and soon enough walls begin to break down .Surprisingly similar to Zenitsu, Inosuke is shown to crave attention and praise from those around him, but their techniques are polar opposites. I genuinely think that the people they'd fall for would be at least to some degree similar. Inosuke would need someone who's consistently there. The boy was raised by boars (according to the wiki), and is often shown to be extremely protective of his friends.

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its-freaking-jordan · 1 year

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Sugoii!!! Ur witting is so kawaii💕💕💕💕

Can you make one for nezuko x fem reader??? 🥺🙏

Sure! I’ll make this a bit short tho ^^

Kamado siblings(Nezuko)x fem reader! Fluff

Star Gazing

You and Nezuko were both outside the Butterfly mansion, star gazing. Tanjiro had fell asleep on your right side with Nezuko on your left. You were happy that you’ve met the two siblings, they gave you hope, especially Nezuko. Regardless if she cannot speak properly, she still gave hints for you to not give up.Example she heard Tanjiro trying to engorge you to keep training, but you kept saying “I can’t”. You fell to your knees almost crying because you kept doubting yourself. Nezuko did hear this all happening, she managed to get between you and Tanjiro which was followed by her head butting you. It did hurt badly, but she put her small hands on your head, in a caring manner, after a few minutes she hugged you, bringing her big brother into the hug too. You truly didn’t deserve these two… You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Nezuko, muffling through her muzzle. “Mph Mph..” You looked at her confused, she could’ve asked you for anything and, you wouldn’t have known.”Huh…” Tilting your head slightly, you still have no clue. Nezuko was slightly annoyed herself. She took your hand and placed it on her head, asking for headpats. You made an “O” shape with your mouth and chuckled to yourself. You gladly gave the little Demon girl her headpats that she wanted. Not much time later, she fell asleep with your hand on her head still. What were you going to do with them?.

#kny #demon slayer #tanjirou #Nezuko #nezuko x reader #tanjiro x reader #kny x fem reader #demon slayer x female reader #anime #fem reader #fluff

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demonslayers-dreamscapes · 7 months

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🍃💖Tanjiro headcannons 🍃💖

Tanjiro was dreading this day he was letting you do a mission on your own ( or so you thought ) the moment you went to the town to handle a demon he told he went to go investigate a forest ( had to pretend to sneeze to hide his lying face ) he silently sat on roof tops watching you handle the mission well until something happened

You were fighting a demon until he had a friend who jabbing you in the side with a paralyzing poison as you fell and boy did these demons disappear quick it was a flash before Tanjiro picked you up in full parent mode taking you to nearest place with medicine

You slowly woke feeling a wet towel to your head and Tanjiro brushing your hair softly with a brush and nezuko sleeping beside you curled up you honestly thought it was a dream from how much love you felt until you sneezed causing great pain to your side letting out a wail which caused nezuko to squeak that then caused Tanjiro to nearly fall backwards from shock accidentally hitting zenitsu in the face with the hair brush “ oh god im so sorry zenitsu!! “ he worried as inosuke snorted and laughed falling to the floor

When night felt you heard a small whisper to your ear which honestly could of healed any wound you had “ y/n i always be with my dearest i love you like the rising sun i shall always greet you every drawn and every dusk i shall make sure you safe to sleep soundly “ Tanjiro truly was your angel

#kimetsu no yaiba imagine #demon slayer imagine #kimetsu tanjiro #tanjiro fluff #tanjirou #tanjiro kamado #demon slayer tanjiro #tanjiro x you #tanjiro x reader #tanjiro kny #tanjiro kimetsu no yaiba

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multifandomenjoyerr · 8 months

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Tanjiro Kamado Agere hcs

Not sorry that I was inspired by "Urfavisagere" and I'd be hecked If I didn't write something about it! He'd definitely be a trauma caregiver— (if not, a flip at that)

Tanjirou as a caregiver!

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→ 🍊 ← : forehead kisses! He loves doing that ALOT. He also loves to hug you from behind, loving the reactions he gets

→ 🍊 ← : he gives you his food if you finish yours and you're still hungry:(

→ 🍊 ← : he's experienced at caregiving for people! Mainly picking it up when he takes care of his sister (and in general being the older brother to them) so he's definitely not bad at it

→ 🍊 ← : older brother caregiver vibes prove me wrong

→ 🍊 ← : matching outfits!! He'd love that idea, and he'd definitely do it too

→ 🍊 ← : he made a custom pacifier for you! Though it didn't turn out the best.. he put his soul and energy to it! So at least he tried..?

→ 🍊 ← : cuddles you when you guys are asleep together. He keeps a firm hand on your stomach/back/whatever so you could feel safe at night. Sometimes he falls asleep with you in his arms

→ 🍊 ← : extremely patient, and if you have troubles with words he'll help you spell it out!

→ 🍊 ← : "buddy/sweetheart" his number one petnames for ya

→ 🍊 ← : (if you have hair) he loves to make it for you! Style it, curl it, or just play with it if you let him

→ 🍊 ← : he doesn't have specific nicknames slash petnames he prefers you call him, so call him anything you want and he'd go along with it

→ 🍊 ← : works best with nonverbal/semiverbal littles! Like I said, he's patient so there's no rush to get your point across with him

→ 🍊 ← : he cries a lot, and have frequent crying episodes so he'd just draw with you to help himself feel better

→ 🍊 ← : oh, what am I kidding? He'd most likely be happy if you were in the same room as him anyhow

→ 🍊 ← : he's so overprotective oh my goodness- not in a way that is "okay dude back off" but the type of overprotectiveness is that he worries for you. Wether that be you being babysat by someone else, you're outside without him or in a situation where he physically can't be there for you

→ 🍊 ← : so more often than not, he always ends up crying when you aren't by his side ( poor boy worries alot:( )

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inbestigator · 1 year

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Demon Slayer: To The Swordsmith Village

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer season 3 #kimetsu no yaiba: katanakaji no sato hen #demon slayer tanjiro #tanjirou #tanjiro kamado #zenitsu agatsuma #zenitsu #inosuke hashiriba #inosuke #to the swordsmith village

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knysource · 10 months

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#kimetsu no yaiba #knyedit #*ours #*gif #*rissa #gifset #kamado tanjirou #tanjirou #fyanimegifs

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doubledgesword-2 · 2 years

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The Girl in the Grass Bully! Muzan x Reader (Modern Au)

It's been a while, I'm not taking requests at the moment until I gather enough muse to finish the ones in my inbox. In the meantime enjoy this lemongrass tea!

WARNINGS: drugging, sort of kidnapping, non con kissing ( nothing else happens)

“Who did it, hm? Who did this to you Tanjiro?”

“It’s ok, I’m alright, Y/N please”

If you don’t tell me who did this to you I will find out and after I beat them I’ll beat you. Who did this?”

Tanjiro let out a heavy sigh and you nodded sarcastically.

“Ok” you stormed off away from the group, Zenitsu holding back inosuke trying to go and fight with you.

You walked down the halls cutting through the crowds of students like a hot knife through butter. Then you spotted him. Muzan, kibutsuji Muzan. With a scoff and a growl under your breath you made your way to him and the small group of idiots he called followers.

“He tried to stand up, to me? Pl-“ he felt a light tap on his shoulder. Annoyed at the interruption he turned slightly but couldn’t even see you as your fist connected with his jaw.

Caught off guard Muzan stumbled backward. His group of friends were about to engage you and you were ready but he signaled them back.

Swiping at the red spot where he was hit, Muzan straightened up and glared at you.

You were so mad you were almost hyperventilating. Your tense and easy stance told him you wouldn’t back down just like the idiot he beat up not too long ago.

“You come near Tanjiro again, and a bruised jaw would be the least of your troubles. Do you understand?”

He raised a fine eyebrow judging your speech between stupidity or bravery. No matter the outcome he has to admit you had guts. He was the richest kid in the school and quite handsome. Everyone said yes to him even the teachers. He was by far the smartest and would beat into submission anyone who tried to rise above him. He had to be the perfect man.

“Are you deaf? I thought I just punched your jaw, or is your perfect brain still computing the words?”

He scoffed and smirked at you. “So, the brat had a girlfriend. What boyfriend lets his girl defend him”

“You don’t strike me as the smartest person in this hallway right now. I asked you a question I thought answering was what you were good at. Besides, what I am to Tanjiro is irrelevant. I could be his damn mother for all you care. Stay. Away.”

You turned to leave. “And what if I don’t?” He taunted.

You didn’t even turned just side glanced at him with your iciest glare, “Keep coming and you’ll find out.”

With that you kept walking leaving a smug Muzan behind. He was intrigued.

That was the first time you had caught his eyes directly. But no matter to him you were easy. If you were really that brats girlfriend then he wouldn’t have no trouble at all getting you all to himself like another conquest.

He huffed in amusement.

“Do you want us to take care of her?” Kokushibo asked behind Muzan.

“Let her be. I’ll take care of her myself” That was a promise.

You on the other hand went about your merry way to Tanjiro and your friends. After patching him up, you walked him and his sister to their dorm. The three of you have lived next to each other and have been childhood friends. You were there when his father sadly died, when his single mother had Nezuko and your parents helped her with everything they needed. So when he started getting bullied by a spoiled rich kid, you jumped in front of him and stood up to the guy and his group of good for nothing brats. You hated to see the amusement and gleam of sick excitement they got from beating those lesser than themselves.

Everything had been going smoothly, you had all started your first year in college and thought you were past these stupid castes and bullies. But it turns out college made it worse. You had all protected each other’s backs and those who were smaller and weaker. That is until the spoiled rich kid transferred and all hell broke loose. In front of the professors and RAs Muzan kibutsuji was the perfect gentleman, smartest student and the most diligent of all. But when the classroom doors closed, his aura shifted and he made 180 turn to his personality. With his red cold eyes and constant scowl he owned the place. Girls were always on him, left and right, but he swore he had a beautiful girlfriend, one he most certainly was cheating on with the pretty girl in his gang.

Bit by bit he started “recruiting” people to his masses, until he had a group of 7 assholes who benefited from his money and influence. Of course he was no idiot, and the people in his group were diligent and precise, not like him, but he believed they could be.

Your group of lone rangers were the only ones tough enough who could stand up to him and his goons. Not to mention the occasional upperclassman who was willing to help.

After decking his jaw, you turned a bit paranoid at the prospect of what they might do to you if they found you alone in the halls. So you all stuck together and waited for each other’s classes to be done to walk back to the dorms.

But that evening Tanjiro was called to work an extra shift on account of the person getting sick, Zenitsu had a date with Nezuko and Inosuke had to stay behind at the library with Rengoku for an extra help session with his math class.

You were alone on every front.

But you kept on an air of indifference and pure idiotic bravery as you exited the library with Inosuke’s screams in the background. You held two big tomes from your history, rolling your shoulders back in discomfort. It had been a hellish week and you were ready to lay down on your bed the minute you reached the dorms.

Your eyes saw the flicker of movement in your peripheral vision yet you kept walking as if you hadn’t seen anything at all. You reach the bus station and side glance the two guys who had been following you all this time. You had never seen them around campus and they didn’t look like Kibutsuji’s goons for friends. Still they reached the bus stop and were lingering around you. You kept a serious face, brows almost scrunched up in anger at the absurdity of the situation, while pretending you didn’t notice how one of the guys went close behind you. Your hands gripped the tomes as if they were your only lifeline.

Suddenly you felt the shift in the air as the guy made an attempt to hug you from behind. Your hand swung one tome hitting the guy in the face. You stood on the bench and kicked the other one square in the chest. Your hand swung again hitting the first guy with your remaining tome as you jumped over and ran.

You weren’t a runner but the adrenaline pumping through you was making you go faster than you had ever run before.

Your chest and side hurt from not breathing right but the footfalls behind you were a telltale of what would happen if you slowed down for even a second. Up ahead there was an nterception and as you placed one foot on the white pedestrian lights, the light turned red and the cars proceed to pass. Your hands turned to fists and you turned down another way close to the passing cars.

Suddenly there was a honk and a door opened.

“Get in” the man screamed. Your frantic eyes didn’t even glanced up to see who it was and you jumped into salvation closing the door behind you as the car sped away.

You panted and hyperventilated until a hand came down on your shoulder making you jump.

“Eeek!”

“I didn’t think I would see the day when you would look this scare” the teasing deep voice brought you back and your eyes looked up to meet two crimson orbs. Muzan.

You gasped hands reaching the door out of instinct.

“Hey, don’t be rude, I just saved your pathetic life from whatever it was you were doing back there,” His hand motioned you nonchalantly.

“Just leave me here I’ll be fine” you didn’t like the idea of sharing oxygen with the man you threatened two weeks ago.

“Why? So that you can get murdered and then the blame will fall on me? I don’t think so. I’ll drop you off at your dorm after I make sure your fine and nothing can be blamed on me. I have an image to maintain, after all. Besides whoever was running with you might know where you live. Did that ever cross your brilliantly stupid mind, hmm? You can come with me to my penthouse and after sometime I’ll drop you off.”

You had opened and closed your mouth like a gaping fish while he talked. Unable to find a flaw in his argument, you opted to stay quiet in a silent agreement. The worst thing was that his argument had the perfect amount of logic to make sense and deter you from doing anything stupid.

“Fine” you grumbled looking out the window.

“Lovely. Now don’t move and don’t speak, I can smell your sweat from here and it’s not pleasant” you turned beet red and wanted to beat him but he was holding the wheel of a moving vehicle.

After a couple of minutes you had reach his apartment complex, the place looked uninhabited from the outside but the lighted windows gave it away. Muzan led you into the lavish lobby like a gentleman insisting on holding your arm on his. The place looked straight out of a rich vintage magazine, all decorated with black marble and gold indents everywhere. Even the bellman knew him and gave him a smug look that made you scoff. You weren’t one of his conquests and couldn’t believe he didn’t correct the man.

The elevator took the two of you all the way up to his penthouse. Luxury couldn’t begin to describe the amount of wealth he had and how he displayed it. The place was big, decorated to look as expensive as it was, sparing nothing to the imagination.

Yet there were no servants around like you had been expecting. There was no one but the two of you.

“Where’s the entourage of servants willing to cater to your every need?” You had asked, tone voicing actual confusion as you sat down on his leather sofa.

He chuckled “Well as presumptuous as that sounded, I might as well satiate your stupid curiosity. I’m independent and can actually make my own food and all.” He answered sarcastically handling you a glass of water with a cynical smile.

“I see” you eyed him suspiciously but your parched throat couldn’t bear any longer and the water looked fine so you gulped it down in one sitting almost asking for more.

“Now in what pathetic little problems have you entangled yourself in to be chased like that, was it that you threatened someone else beating your boyfriend?” Muzan sat in front of you, smiling at your white knuckles gripping the glass hard.

“Actually, I was minding my own business and they were…going to grab me” you whispered the last part and with it came crashing down the weight of your exhaustion. It was now that you realized the real danger you had been in and how close you came to be a victim of whatever sick games these people were playing.

Your hand stopped gripping the glass as you set it on your lap looking at it as if it was the most interesting thing in the room.

“They tried to gr-grab me. I-I don’t know w-why- how? I-I don’t know what was going o-on” Muzan saw the shaking of your muscles and his eyes softened for a moment.

“You’re safe here” he said, the tone of his voice was the softest you had ever heard “How about you take a shower and I’ll get something started, hmm? I believe that would be the best thing to do now, what would you like?” You were flabbergasted and were doubting you had actually gotten in the car with Muzan. The Muzan Kibutsuji who had made Tanjiro’ and your’s childhood a nightmare. The Muzan who had bothered you even now in college and you were sure he had transferred just to make your life harder.

The same one who had given you a big pair of pajamas and underwear, telling you to not ask questions as he ushered you into the lavish bathroom to shower. The one that asked you what you would like to eat and was ready to prepare it.

You were pondering everything under the warm spray of water on your back.

After dressing up and patting your hair dry you walked slowly towards the kitchen, footfalls masked by the sound of the extractor.

“You did well, yes. But need I remind you I only asked you to scare her away not traumatize her… Are you telling me I’m wrong? I was quite clear with what I asked of your pathetic existence” Your blood froze and you were retreating back to the bathroom, eyes trained on the light of the kitchen.

Your back collided with a strong chest and before you could even gasp there was a pinch on your neck. You huffed, hand coming to hold the spot on your neck as you slowly turned to see a pair of rainbow eyes gleam with the kitchen light like prism rainbows. The blond gave you a small wave giggling as your eyes flickered between consciousness and limbo and your frame was tilting to the side.

“Cute” was the last thing you heard before succumbing.

Douma held your body close to his, sniffing your hair freshly washed. He couldn’t help admire your sleeping self in his arms: it was almost as if you belonged there.

“Douma” a deep voice called from the end of the hall making him look up.

‘Muzan-sama!” He replied in delight “You gave all of us the needles just in case and she had heard you…” he explained

“Douma” Muzan called once more glaring at the blond’s grip on your frame, his eyes then flickered to his rainbow ones and he softened his features “You’ve done well. Come you can share meal with me. Take her to my room.”

Douma swore he could feel the excitement in every cell of his body.

Muzan had dismissed Douma and the rest of his “friends”, who lived throughout the apartments, after dinner, wanting to be alone for dessert as he called it. He opened the double doors to his room seeing you laying down on his four poster bed, completely oblivious to his red gaze. You had changed into the outfit he had given you but he was sure he could get you to undress if he used enough of his charm. He will never know now.

Muzan straddled you taking off both your shirt and his as he lowered to your neck kissing it and sucking on the skin intentionally leaving marks. He wasn’t planning on doing anything. Just making you think you had given yourself to him willingly to have leverage over your head. The moment his lips touched your skin you squirmed a bit. Muzan continued leaving open mouthed kisses as he moved from one side of your neck to the other.

“…jiro” you quietly moaned. Muzan straightened looking down at you with a raised brow.

He lowered once more kissing and sucking on the spot.

“Tanjiro…” you moaned a little louder making him scoff an incredulous laugh. The circumstances couldn’t be better and he thanked his stars his phone was closed by.

You woke up groggily and with a pounding headache like you had slept too much. You tried to turn on your side but a pair of arms weren’t letting you. With wide eyes you attempted to jump away only landing as far as the border of the bed and letting gravity do the rest.

“You’re awake? Did I not do a proper job this time? I thought you were going to be too satisfied to wake up, isn’t that what you said, dear? you froze.

“W-what?”

“Ahh was the drink too much? I didn’t know you were a lightweight”

“What are y-you talking about? You drugged me, you-your little goon” you stood angry, pointing at him like a toddler explaining why they were right.

Muzan looked at you unimpressed and shirtless holding the covers close to his waist.

“Your blond goon drugged me and you-you planned the whole kidnapping thing, didn’t you?”

“Do you have proof?”

“I heard you in the kitchen, right before you drugged me”

“Tsk, so annoying. Make up your mind was it me or my goon?”

“You know what I mean” your eyes glinted in anger. Muzan removed the covers and stood nonchalantly “And put something on I don’t wanna see t-that” You turned away from him.

“I’m not undressed. You are” you looked down to see you were in your underwear and immediately grabbed the blanket off the bed to cover yourself.

Muzan grabbed his phone and made his way closer to you.

“Step back” you hissed.

“But I need your undivided attention to listen to my proposal?”

“P-proposal?”

“Yes. You see, you threatened me in a crowded hallway surrounded by the majority of students who worship the very ground I step on. When they saw the way you talked to me they thought they could do the same and let’s say some of them are still picking up their teeth from between the community park’s blades of grass” you shuddered, skin prickling with anxiety and fear.

“It was your fault what happened to them, but I couldn’t let that disrespect go unanswered. After all these years you and your little boy toy have always stood in my way no matter what it was I wanted.” Muzan smiled to him himself as if he were reminiscing “Back then I didn’t know what I truly wished for. But now…now I know. So here’s my proposal, I want you to be my girlfriend and distance yourself from your little group of miscreants, in exchange I won’t beat your boyfriend and his friend to an inch of their lives”

“You’re insane” you told him with clenched teeth and tears in your eyes. The grip on the blanket hardened until your knuckles were white and you could feel your nails dig into your palm through the fabric.

“What if I am, darling? What if I am? That’s not the answer. Think harder this is a yes or yes question, dear. Otherwise…” he unlocked his phone and showed it to you, red eyes smugly looking into yours as his thumb pressed play.

“…jiro” You heard yourself moan as Muzan kissed your neck. Your hand went to your mouth in shock. Tears finally sprung from your eyes rolling neatly down the apple of your cheeks.

Muzan chuckled darkly in the video laying down besides you and recording himself as well “it’s amazing what a couple of kisses would do” he then grabbed your chin pulling your face close to his as he kissed your cheek and you whimpered nuzzling him. In the video he eagerly nuzzles back and you two look like big cats.

The video paused.

“I have so many contacts in this phone but….” Muzan clicked a couple of times against the screen of the phone and then showed you once more “I think he would love to see this the most, don’t you think?”

The video was set up to be sent and the sender was none other than Tanjiro himself.

You cried silently and harder as your knees buckled and you fell to the ground. Your hands went to your neck trying to feel the hickies he had left on your skin.

Muzan stepped closer to your shaking form and kneeled in front of you. His fingers came under your chin and he lifted it to meet his eyes.

“Choose” he said firmly.

“I-I’ll…Hah, I-I’ll be your girlfriend” you had sealed the deal with trembling hands.

“Good” your heart felt squeezed but relieved “But just for good measure, I wouldn't want to send the wrong message. After all we just got together” you heard the tap against the screen. Your eyes widened as you saw the message had been sent. Muzan dropped the phone in front of you and you grasped it desperately, trying to undo the message. He stood leaving you frantic and went to the doors of the room.

“Ahh and one more thing, no one needs to know about this deal” he held one finger over his lips in a shushing motion while he smugly looked down on you.

“If anyone asks…you’re taken and I don’t share what’s mine” with that he left you in his room, a mess.

#fanfic #muzan x you #kimetsu no yaiba muzan x reader #muzan imagines #muzan x reader #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #yandere muzan #demon slayer muzan #lord muzan #muzan kibutsuji #muzan x y/n #kny douma #tanjiro kny #tanjirou

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dailymitsurikanroji · 1 year

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Ready for Kimetsu no Yaiba season 3???

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raidenssblog · 2 years

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With a kid -

Pronouns used- gn

Not reread. If I mess anything/anyones names up dw about it. I'll fix it up.

How I think they would react to finding a child about to be killed by a demon.

Characters include. Tanjiro, Zenitsu, inosuke

Tanjiro---

He'll definitely get you out of harm's way before killing the demon. If he can he will kill the demon at the same time.

Gives you food and tries to find you parents and calm you down, only to stop when you run up to three corpes and try to 'wake them up'.

Tears would build when you ask "w-hy are th-ey not wak-king up?"

He would than grab what he could from the house so that you can have something from your home.

Asks if you have any other family to go to. If not than he'll bring you along back to a butterfly mansion.

Looks after you like a big brother.

When you called him brother for the first time his heart melted.

Zenitsu---

Scared → passes out → saves you

He than proceeds to ask you ALOT of questions.

"where are your parents? Do you live alone? Why was that scary demon here?"

He would definitely shut up if he heard how scared you were. "Hey hey shhh"

Picks you up and tries to not let you looks at the bloody scene behind you guys.

Like tanjiro he would give you food and water before checking if you have any injuries on you body.

Will also take you back to the butterfly mansion so people can take care of you.

When you call him brother he will instantly go "W-WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" Not in a angry way just in a very shocked way.

He feels really bad when you think he got mad at you.

"oh n-no I wasn't mad at you I..I was just surprised you saw me as a brothely figure"

Inosuke

Kills the demon than worries about you. 💀

Nar I'm just playing. He will take out the demon while saving you.

After the demon was killed he would say something along the lines of "now child! thank the great lord Inosuke for saving you!"

When you walk off cryinghe's like bitch what

Sees your mum and how you try to wake her up saying "p-please w-ake up m-m-ommy" and cry harder when she didn't.

His heart kinda drops went you run to him.

"great lord Inosuke will look after you child!"

Feeds you some berries cus we know this man survives off the land when he's out on missions by himself.

Brings you to the butterfly mansion and forces shinobu to 'fix' you.

After you all better he will start to teach you how to fight. Even if your only 6.

Went you called him brother? oh boy... Will think that was a challenge to fight. When tanjiro said you think if him as family he calmed down but he adored you?.

(you know how flowers go around him. Yeah that)

More protective over you and works to help you fight better.

Eg for the flower thing↓

#scenarios #inosuke fluff #tanjirou #oneshots #kny zenitsu #kny x you #x child reader #reader insert #fluff #agnst #demon slayer

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stellar-constellations · 8 months

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"See, I'm the real deal."

Angst to comfort/fluff

Panicked! Retired Hashira! (Y/N) x Dead! Tanjirou

(Y/N) is the retired Celestial Hashira but it doesn't go into detail.

Nezuko is dead in this AU!

(Y/N) isn't from Japan, but their origin is unnamed.

SPOILERS FOR THE END OF THE MANGA! PROCEED WITH CAUTION!

I placed the last box on the floor and sighed, stretching to get rid of all the pressure stored in my limbs.

It’s been two months since the Demon Slayer Corps have officially disbanded after the defeat of Muzan. Though I never officially ranked up, I officially unofficially retired from the Demon Slayer Corps as a Hashira—the Celestial Hashira. Now that there are no more demons to slay, our work is done and we may now live peacefully.

I sat down on the ground, taking in my surroundings before sighing. I traced the pattern of the wood under my hand, closing my eyes and envisioning what this place once was. Young Kamados running around, laughing and enjoying their youth without a care in the world as Mister and Miss Kamado supervise them in the background.

I once lived that life before my innocence and childhood was stolen from me with skinny, protruding hands and sharp, blood-stained teeth. I once roamed the night without a care in the world, admiring the stars and wishing that I’d be able to touch one. At the time, I didn’t know that stars were hot circles of compounded gas, but it was nice to think about the disco balls dancing in the sky.

While Muzan was defeated, we lost others too. Many Hashira, many Demon Slayers, and the last remaining Kamados. The human transformation was too late by the time it could’ve affected Nezuko; her dose wasn’t as strong at Muzan’s. Nezuko died by Muzan's hands, none of us being fast enough to save her, or Tanjirou.

Tanjirou, his body was one of many that couldn’t handle the painful transition of being a demon once absorbing Muzan’s blood. I can still see that day vividly and it haunts my very soul. I was right there on the battlefield, standing, yet injured, as my body weakened from the battle. I figured out quickly that the human transformation dose doesn’t work if you were never able to truly transform into a demon.

I wanted to leave Japan, run away from all the pain I faced here, but I had many reasons that chain me to this place. Japan is where I grew up, it’s where my childhood and family died. It’s also where I met my first and final love; Tanjirou Kamado. There's really no other person to replace him, no matter how much I try.

I reached up and touched one of the hanafuda earrings dangling from my ear. I felt sad being here, I was possibly not allowing him to rest peacefully because of my own selfish wishes, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let go.

I remembered the flowers I left at the graves. I’ll bring them flowers every week to show my respect and admiration. I didn’t want the Kamado family’s honor to die out, so I bought the old Kamado house. I have no relation to the Kamado family (other than knowing Tanjirou and Nezuko) but I refuse to let their legacy die out. The Kamado clan helped contribute a lot for the future we have now.

I stood up from the ground, deciding I should get to work. The place was clean and spotless, the townspeople honored the Kamado family's death by cleaning the house whenever it got dirty.

I looked at the marks kept on the walls, this was where the childrens’ heights were measured. The kitchen where many delicacies were made. The living space where I'd assume they all gathered to—

Creek

I flipped my head around, drawing my Nichirin immediately in case there was a demon or intruder.

No. No demons. I thought. It’s daylight, and Muzan’s dead.

I decided I should still look around the house, just to make sure. I stalked the rooms carefully, trying to find any source of life that I didn’t bring in. There was nothing.

The house is old, it was probably just that. I thought, sighing as I placed my Nichirin back in its holster. I really need to get this out of my head. Demons don’t exist anymore! I thought, slapping my cheeks to try and get it through my head.

“Demons don’t exist. Demons don’t exist. Demons don’t—“

Creek

My eyes shot open as I looked in front of me. Pinkish-red eyes meet my own. They were eyes I recognized well, too well.

Tanjirou? No, he's dead. This isn't Tanjirou, so it must be a demon.

“Demon!” I blurted out, grabbing my Nichirin.

“W-wait! I’m not a demon!” the demon claimed, his hands waving wildly in the air as he panicked.

“It talks! Well…yeah demons talked but they’re dead! You’re dead! You’re suppose to be dead! Am I dead? What did I do to die? I could’ve sworn I picked up those boxes just a few minutes ago! Am I dead? Am I dreaming?” I panicked too, dropping my sword and jumping around as my brain swarmed for a logical response.

“Am I sleeping? Hallucinating? Death? What is going on?!” I shouted, tears pricking my eyes as I freaked out.

“Hey! (Y/N)! It’s okay!” the demon spoke.

“You’re not Tanjirou! H-he’s dead! Imposter! Imposter!” I screamed, pointing a finger at him.

“I am Tanjirou! I don’t know what happened! I swear!” he exclaimed. “Just calm down and listen to me.” He spoke softly.

I shook my head, not bothering to entertain him.

“Look, focus. I'm real. I’m right here.” the demon spoke.

He walked towards me and grabbed my shoulders, pulling me into a hug.

“See? I’m the real deal…” he muttered.

I stared wide-eyed. I could feel that he was producing heat. I could actually touch him! I wrapped my arms around him, feeling tears pour out of my eyes.

“Don’t you ever scare me again! I was so scared! I thought I lost you!” I cried, hugging him tighter. “I thought I’d never see you again! I thought you were gone for good! I thought I’d never be able to hug you again! Or hear your voice!” I cried out as more tears ran down my face.

“It’s okay now. I’m right here...” He mumbled, tightening his grip on me. “I need you to do something for me, alright?”

I strained my ears to listen closer.

“It’s time for you to wake up.” He spoke.

Wake up? I looked up at him confused.

“Wake up...?” I muttered.

“Wake up.” He smiled softly down at me.

“Wait. N-no... You’re right here, right?” I questioned, feeling more tears threaten to slip.

“Wake up.” He persuaded.

“No!” I screamed, shooting up from the ground.

I looked around quickly, trying to see if Tanjirou was anywhere nearby. It was dark outside, I must've fallen asleep.

“Tanjirou?!” I called out.

I stood up and ran to a candle, clumsy looking around for a lighter before finding one and lighting the candle. The candle helped me at least look around a little, barely seeing four feet in front of me, if lucky.

“(Y/N)?” I turned and saw him.

“Are you real?” I questioned.

“I…think?” he questioned himself, confused as he looked at his hands.

I ran up to him as he stood in the middle of the room confused and touched his face.

“I thought you couldn’t see me?” he questioned.

I ignored him and grabbed his hands, placing them in my own

“But…aren’t you dead?” I questioned.

“I think so; you’re the only one who can see me. I tried to talk to Zenistu, Master Urokodaki, Giyuu, even Inosuke. Anyone before I eventually just gave up. I didn’t know where to go so I just came back here.” He explained.

“Oh no!” I exclaimed. “Did I do this to you?” I questioned, remorseful as I reached my hands up and placed them on his cheeks.

“What do you mean?” he asked, confused.

“Could it be you’re still here because I missed you? Could I have caused you to not rest peacefully?” I questioned as guilt spreaded thought my face.

“I don’t think that’s it. If that was the case, my whole family would still be here if I was alive.” Tanjirou murmured.

“I’m sorry...” I mumbled, pulling him into a hug.

“I’m glad at least you can see me—I was starting to get lonely.” Tanjirou sighed out happily as he hugged back, placing his head on top of mine.

“Does…does that mean I can stay?” I questioned.

“Well…I wasn’t planning on haunting you till you leave this place if that’s what you were thinking.” Tanjirou joked, causing me to laugh. “Besides, I’d want you around more than anyone else.”

“Good. I don’t think I’d be able to leave anyways, not now since you’re here.” I smiled.

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