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Tengen x teen reader

I didn't really like the last one

You had a habit of following your father and for the most part he found it cute until it became a problem and you kept following him to the hashira meetings.

And guess where you followed him today.

A hashira meeting.

More specifically when a demon slayer was caught protecting his demon sister.

You hid behind the side of the building out of site but you could hear most of everything.

You heard so commotion and peaked around the corner to see giyuu standing a few feet away from you and the slayer on the ground with sanemi in front of him.

'Did he just hit sanemi' you were shocked. In the time you had know Sanemi he beat you in every fight but this kid took him down with his hands behind his back.

"What are you doing here Y/n." You heard giyuu whisper next to you making you realize how you far you had hovered over to get a better look of what happened.

Making a strange noise you hid back behind the corner. "Promise not to tell dad, I followed him cause I heard what happened." You wisphered back grabbing the building.

"I think its to late for that."

Your heart dropped. You looked to the hashira immediately making eye contact with your father.

He held no emotion while looking at you.

Fight or flight

Definitely flight.

You knew he couldn't leave just yet so you had a head start. You ran all the way home when you were a

"Y/n why are you so out of breath?" Huffing you looked up at your mother, Makio. You tried getting around her but she stopped you.

'Dang it.' You thought knowing she was gonna scold you.

"Hope you weren't following your father again." You could only stare still trying to catch your breath. "I-"

You were cut off when a hand on your shoulder was placed on your shoulder.

"He did."

'Shit'

"Hi dad." You quickly turn around greeting him with a smile and a shakey wave.

A once mad face spread into a big slime. "You have followed be and I barely noticed. Your getting better my son, who know maybe you can accompany me on future missions." And laughed slapping your shoulder repeatedly.

"Oh great now we have to worry about him sneaking out." Makio signed resting a hand on her hip.

"Come now, he still need more training to completely elude me." He laughed.

Makio lead him inside, leaving you standing there in your thoughts.

'(Open for your input.)'

"Well don't just stand there Mr. Ninja. Dinners ready." Makio said peeking around the corner with hinasturu and Suma snickering at the new nickname.

'That went better than expected.'

kaeya being everybodys big brother :)! plus him with his own

@starl0versz - maybe like he's real daughter getting reincarnated and he somehow found her and tries to turn her to a demon or something.

@rudralovesbtsandanime - maybe about how Muzan feels when his real daughter leave him

@moonymoons-blog - And her getting what he wanted most: conquering the sun or the "blue spider lily", and him repenting and trying to win his daughter back, and the upper moons kind of strange since they liked the girl and didn't like the way he was with her it would be very interesting

@reijixia13

@n0tmentallystable

part 1

demon slayer masterlist

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It's been hundreds of years and you've been reincarnated so many times that you lost count but you remember everything.

You find yourself wondering around in Japan's Taisho Era.

You watched as the times became more modern. Everything changed but you.

You tried not to interact with people if you didn't have to but one day you saw a boy running, in your direction, down a mountain with a girl on his back, she was injured.

As the boy got closer to you there was a very distinct smell that filled your nostrils.

It was Muzan's scent.

The smell was still so familiar even after centuries.

You followed the scent, going in the opposite direction of the boy. It didn't take you long to find the source.

"Excuse me?" You whispered lower than you meant to but he still heard you.

Muzan whipped his head around.

"Y/n?" His voice had grown deeper and his eyes held a bit of emotion that you almost recognized as your dad.

"You know who I am?"

Muzan walked toward and when he was close enough he pulled you into a hug.

"Of course I do. How could I forget my own child?"

"You acted as if I was an afterthought while you pretended to be human with another family. Another Child."

"I missed you so much."

"Whatever"

You hugged him back.

ALT END

Muzan whipped his head around.

"Y/n, my sweet sweet little girl." He engulfed you in a hug, you tried to pull away but he was too strong. "I did everything I sought out to but it brought me no satisfaction, I realized you were the reason I wanted to do anything at all. I did everything for you but got lost along the way."

He held you as he poured his heart out but you weren't listening. You were still mad, the hundreds of years that have passed only made your anger fester.

"So what do you want me to do about it now. I felt abandoned, I tried to talk to you but you were always in a bad mood."

"I sor-"

"It's to late for that."

"Please let me be a father again."

By this point your eyes were watering but you wouldn't dare cry in front of him.

"How?"

"You could be a demon again, we can look for the blue spider lily together this time. I promise things will be different."

"No, never again." You then turn around and start to walk away he grabbed your hand but you yanked your hand out of his grasp.

"Goodbye, dad."

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nanami kento x reader | drabble

coney island. where did my lover go?

"𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲."

ᰔ pairing. husband nanami x wife reader (f)

ᰔ summary. you're sitting on a bench in coney island, the place you and nanami met all those years ago, to talk about where your relationship went wrong. heavily inspired by the song "coney island" by taylor swift from her album 'evermore'

ᰔ warnings/tags. some pretty heavy angst. mention of blood/wounds.

ᰔ word count. 1.3k

a/n. hellooo i just had an itching to write something angsty, and i came up with something while listening to music. hope you enjoy :')

you're sitting on a bench in coney island, wondering why nanami hasn't arrived by your side yet.

pulling back the sleeve of your blouse, you glance at your watch. the evening has settled in, and it was well past the time the two of you had agreed to meet. here, where everything began all those years ago. this place, where your soul has been left to bleed dry.

it was nanami who told you not to feed the ducks any bread. before you knew him, that was all you would do. white milk bread, torn apart into pieces, tossed into the pond in front of this bench for the quacking ducks to feed on with delight. but nanami told you that's not right. he told you that the ducks cannot digest the bread the same way that you and him do. you can relate to the ducks today, unable to absorb and understand the pain within you, and in a blink of an eye, that pain takes a seat next to you.

"hello, sweetheart," nanami says, voice soft as it always is. his familiar stature is beside you in your periphery.

your eyes flicker to your watch once more. "you're late, ken."

"i know," is all he says. "forgive me?"

you do.

"i thought you were lost somewhere," you tell him, the thought sending a shiver through you. or perhaps it was the cold.

"i wasn't lost. i could never be lost, coming to this place," he assures. you glance at the skin on his hands. he looks pale, like he hasn't seen the sun in days.

you still wonder if he's lost. you wonder if that man you loved was still out there somewhere, simply wandering, trying to find his way back to you. but the disappointment is palpable, and when you close your eyes tight, the chill of the air once again bites through your bones to silence all your hope.

"i looked for you everywhere. do you know that?" you say to him. "at the park entry, across the field. by the church. i even walked by the merry-go. and i cried when i couldn't see you standing there to watch me on the blue pegasus."

from the corner of your eye, you see him turn his head to glance at you. you can see he's wearing a grey suit, the same one he wore exactly one year ago today. the one you said goodbye to him in. "it's been a long time, love. i'd wish you would let those memories go."

"we were supposed to be married forever," you barely whisper, glancing down at your ring still adorning your left hand. your eyes flicker to his hand, and the absence of the silver promise on his finger makes your soul sulk. "you've moved on from me, haven't you?"

nanami rubs his left finger with his thumb, like the sensation of the ring was a phantom limb. "i have. and i want you to move on from me as well. one day, you'll be too old to care. so don't spend another moment of your youth thinking about me."

your youth was him, from the day you met him on this bench. sprawled across it on a warm summer tuesday, reading your paperback of les misérables that had a worn out spine, gust of wind peeling a sticky note away from the page and delivering it to the front of this tall, handsome man that was walking by. he had bent down to pick it up for you, and curiously chose to read it first before handing it back. 'to love or have loved, that is enough' it said, one of your favorite quotes from the book. you didn't know what it meant at the time, but you knew what it meant now.

"were we just fools, ken?" you ask him out of nowhere. "if i had tried harder, could we have still been together? if i had let you know what it takes to be by my side, would you have still chosen to fall in love with me in the first place? how can i shake the thought that this was all a mistake?"

he shifts in his seat beside you. you still can't brave yourself to look at him. you haven't looked him in the eyes once this entire time. and you register that there's no heat from his body, leaving you feeling barren and cold.

"i would've loved you in any lifetime. there is nothing you could have done that would've kept me away," he tells you.

"so then you'll haunt me in every lifetime, too?" you ask. "a universe away from here, i'll still see your face everywhere i go?"

"no. i agreed to meet you here today to tell you that it's finally time for you to forget. those dreams of ours, of suburban holidays and tiny fingers, they can belong to someone else," he says to you, "they should belong to someone else."

you shake your head, feeling tears prickle in your eyes. christmas, winter snow, the oaky warmth of the fireplace. fresh spring air, wildflower blossoms, trees turned lush and new. salty air, summer breeze, mist of sprinklers over brown grass and skin. but by the time autumn came, there was nothing left but heartache.

"what if i asked for your forgiveness?" you say. your hands play with the bag of white bread in your lap. you thought he would scold you for it, for not remembering the wellbeing of the ducks, but truthfully you had simply forgotten. because it was like you were the version of yourself before meeting him, and you needed him to save you again.

"there's nothing to forgive," he replies. his voice is hoarse, like he's running out of air to breathe as the sun begins to set over the horizon. like this time spent together was something bought, not gifted.

"i'm sorry," you say, because you felt like you needed to say those words. "i'm sorry for how mean i was to you the last time we spoke. i don't know what got over me, but i really wish you had just stayed." your eyes prick with tears as you stare down at your lap. "i wish you weren't so quick to leave my side, even though i told you to go."

nanami places a hand over yours. you finally notice the scars and open cuts, fresh with blood. "i know, darling. as much as it troubled me to leave, i didn't want to stay and hurt you anymore."

you felt suffocated. "if i could turn back time, i would. i would go back to that moment, last week. and i would tell you to stay, so that i could've had you for the rest of a lifetime."

his thumb runs circles over the skin of your hand, but the movement is rigid and stiff. "was it last week?"

"it was." you're not mistaken, but he will try to convince you otherwise.

"i don't think so, darling."

"it was last week."

"it's been much longer than that. fifty-two fold longer."

yes. today was the anniversary. of when you buried him in the grey suit that he wears right now.

"you see my face wherever you go, hm?" nanami says to you as the tears begin to freely flow down your face. "well, when i got into the accident, the last sight that flashed before me was your face. i'm happy. i'm so happy that the last person i thought of was you."

blinking, wet drops falling onto his pale hand in your lap. "you should've stayed," you whisper. "that night, you should've just stayed with me. i would've said sorry, and i would've loved you forever."

you're sitting on a bench in coney island, wondering where your lover went. because when the sun dips underneath the horizon, his hand disappears from your lap, and you finally turn your head to look at him. but he's gone.

and when you blink the blur of salty tears from your eyes, you realize you were never sitting on that bench, waiting for him. you were standing in front of his gravestone, hoping that he'll talk to you again someday.

a/n. gege would love this one

Captured

'God dammit. Fathers gonna kill me'

You tried to keep your composer. Throughout the meeting you sat nervously next to Ubuyashiki as the hashira asked you questions.

Even with simple questions they seems to study your answers. It made your nerves worse.

'Never show your fear on your face'

You tried to remember what your father told you when facing people but sitting in front of the hashira like this you couldnt help but be nervous.

'Daughter of the demon king. I wonder if they want to kill me. WELL OBVIOUSLY THEY DO. THEY ARE. DEMON. SLAYERS.' You sweat dropped just thinking about it but your face stayed deadpanned looking around trying not to make eye contact with anyone.

"As a demon and the daughter of Muzan, I am quite disturbed to see her not restrained." The voice belonged to who you knew as the butterfly hashira.

"She is not hostile, I see no need for someone who poses no threat -" Ubuyashiki started but you quickly interrupted.

"If you see fit you can." You interrupted raising your wrists and bowing your head a little to hide your flushed out face.

'Fuck. I hope they don't tie too tight. Me and my big mouth.'

You felt a hand start a your shoulder and move down to your hands pushing them down into your lap.

"No need for that. Now if no one has anymore questions. Shinobu I would like you to take her."

The one you now knew as shinobu bowed and said, "yes sir". Leaning up the two of you made eye contact, she had her trademark smile while you tried to smile back but it looked so out of place it made 3 of the others laugh. (I'll let you choose)

The rest of the meeting you spaced out while trying not to openly freak out.

As the meeting ended, saying your goodbye to Ubuyashiki you walked away following shinobu.

It was a peaceful walk in the middle of the night

Making it to the butterfly estate she finally introduced herself.

"I'm Shinobu Kochi, and this is the Butterfly estate. I'll set up a room for your and in the morning I'll have you meet someone." She said as she started leading you to a spare room. In the room were three little girls cleaning, covering the window, and setting up a futon.

"Alright, this will do." Shinobu said with a clap getting their attention.

They all lined up, bowed and shuffled out the room leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Time skip

Around thirty minutes into you being by yourself there was racket in the room next door breaking you from your thoughts.

You tried to ignore it but with each passing second it got more irritating so you went to check it out.

Get up and walking to the next room you were met with the sense of another demon and slammed open the door.

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"Huh" was all you let out at the site in front you.

The first thing in your line of site was someone with a boar head had a blonde in a choke hold and another boy with

"Hana- hanafuda" you said with a shaky breath

'Fathers biggest threat is a young boy.'

"Y-you're a demon."

You started to step back.

'Beware of the hanafuda earings. The person who bares them is dangerous.' Your father words remained at the back of your head.

You turned to run away when you were tackled by the boar head.

'When did he even move, I just turned around and he was still strangling the boy.'

You used your inhuman strength to your advantage and threw him back into the room and shutting the door, finally making a run for the front door.

But you stopped seeing the sun come up from still in the shadows of the house.

"Hey!" Turning around to see the boy with the hanafuda earings you start to panic but don't show it.

"Your muzan's daughter right." He said causing you to panic internally even more.

"Why does it matter if your going to kill me."

'Fuuuck that's not what I wanted to say at all.'

"I don't want to kill you."

"Ask about my father."

"No"

"Then what."

You could feel the tension as he tried to move closer to you. Seeing as you couldn't go back any father without stepping out of the shadow, you stood there awkwardly.

"Your sent smells so scared and nervous. I just want to talk is all." He said rubbing his hand behind his neck as he was now standing like 2 feet away. "My name is Tanjiro kamado."

"Y/n kibushuji."

'My first friend is a human? Who wears hanafuda earings. Father is really gonna kill me now.'

Muzan with a demon s/o that wants to transition to a different gender (like mtf for example) but doesn't know how. they never felt like the gender they was born with but feel like they'd be happier to be another so badly they ask muzan for help I feel like he would understand, since he can be any form, and any form he takes is attractive (kid muzan is adorable gkfrbgkdfm)

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first things first: You can't hide anything from Muzan. He watches you every day stare at your clothes and yourself in the mirror your shared bedroom

He can tell your are uncomfortable in your own skin and leaves subtle hints that you can wear or do anything that you want

like if your are female but feel present more masculine he will bring your clothes accordingly and vise versa

If your a human he will offer to turn you into a demon and that you can be anything that you want

If your a demon and like to change your form into a male/female he will always say he loves you just the say

If anyone even dares to think about the way you look he'll kill him... just drop dead

No matter what you are or want to be he will love and protect you

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An: I hope this was good. I don't know much about the gender dysphoria but I do understand what it does to people and I hope that whoever reads this that they shouldn't be ashamed of themselves based on what other people think. People can be cruel and there is always going to be a hater but that doesn't mean you have to listen to them

Hydro Dragon, don't cry

Do you still write for TLOK (The Legend of Korra)?

Unfortunately no (◞‸◟ㆀ)ˢᵒʳʳʸ

Could you write something with Alastor and a newbie sinner that is somewhat like the song "Smile like you mean it" but the reader feels done about after the second line and is jzst actively trying to loose Alastor for the rest of the "performance"? And not being lucky with they join in to the "show" only to say "Nah... I'll pass, thanks." at the end.

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"- and that in the end of the tour. WELCOME TO THE HAZBIN HOTEL!" Charlie said enthuziastically as she pulled you into a hug.

"Charlie who are they and where did they come from?" Vaggie asked as she helped you out of charlie's grasp.

"They fell on me like 5 minutes ago. They're fresh in hell and what better of a welcome then this."

"Charlie I don't think you should just take random people just because they are new." Vaggie countered.

"Aw but Vaggie they looked so lost and they said they wanted to make it up to me because they fell on me, So I offered a tour of the hotel."

"Um sorry to interrupt but I think I'm gonna go, I just don't think this place is for me sooooo." You started to walk towards the door when your shoulder was grabbed.

"Don't be shy. Everyone is welcome here." A radio voice sounded in your ear.

He looked anything but friendly and welcoming but everyone else did.

"Relax no ones gonna hurt you hear, may be a song will help." He said before clearing his voice.

You groaned.

This way, good man, we've a deal to make!

He led you further into the hotel ignoring your sour expression

I assure this is a good thing for both our sakes-

You stopped him there, "excuse me but I have no idea what's v going on and you're just confusing me. I don't want to be apart of whatever this is. I want to be left alone. I died like an hour ago man." You explained as you walked out the door leaving everyone stunned.

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