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I wonder though. Since I saw your Giyuu with adopted child fiction. I would love headcanons if Giyuu had introduced the child to the pillars
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Giyuu has never been so nervous for s meeting before. Some how word got out that Giyuu had a child and everyone got curious.
Shinobu was teasing him about having a wife or a girlfriend but he shot that down and said he found you
That opened a new can of worms that made everyone think he kidnapped you so they demanded to meet you
At the meeting kagaya wasn't there yet and all the hashira surrounded you and giyuu, bombarding you with questions
Even Sanemi asked a question although it was a bit backhanded but still
You shrunk back into your fathers arms, he hugged you securely making sure you knew it was okay
Luckily they got the memo and backed off a bit (expect for Mitsuri who found you absolutely adorable)
When Kagaya got there he congratulated giyuu on his recent fatherhood (secretly wishing he could still see)
"I'm proud of you, Y/n. I know you were scared but you didn't run away good job." Giyuu praised you as he got you ready for bed.
The day had really tired you out, you talked a lot to the hashira much to giyuu's surprise. He could tell you enjoyed yourself.
"Thank you papa, I had fun, I wanna go to every meeting" You were falling asleep while talking
"I know." Giyuu chuckled. "Good night." He tucked you in and kissed your forehead before going to bed.
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Hello! Could I have a Muzan x child (around 4-5 years old) reader? Maybe a scenario where the 2 of them have to go visit their human family and the child doesn’t want to go because it’s boring or something like that! Maybe they throw a tantrum but then they still have to go!
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"I don't wanna go."
"To bad, get ready."
"NO!"
"Y/N!"
You stormed off before he could catch you. Muzan was seizing with anger. He is in a constant battle with you to see his other family.
He doesn't like leaving you in the castle cause you cause a lot of trouble.
He followed you to your room where you slammed the door in his face. He had half a mind to break it down.
"Y/n come out. Now." He said sternly, you, however, gain interest in your mountain of toys that he spoils you with.
"I'll count to three. If you don't come out you'll be in big trouble."
Now this would be scary to any other demon but to you it's just one of his empty threats.
"One"
"Two" he grabbed the door nob.
"Three" the door swung open. He walked in and grabbed your shoes that were near the door and walked over to you.
You started to tear up. He's never been mean to you, it was clear to him in that moment that he was turning you into a brat.
He knelt in front you and started to put on your shoes. You started to kick and scream.
"My patience with you is gone. You are going weather you like it or not." He grabbed one of your legs and tried to put your shoe on.
"No its boring." You kicked the show off.
"How? You have a little sister to play with." He said between gritted teeth.
"Shes a crybaby." You continued to kick.
He was over it. He picked you up without your shoes on and walked out of the castle.
The demons who were lucky enough to watch the whole thing go down quickly got back to whatever they were doing when Muzan walked past.
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Arriving at your other house your 'mother' ran up to you in worry.
"Oh dear, Y/n what wrong? Where are their shoes" She cooed while drying your tears.
You shoved you face into your fathers shoulder.
"They've been difficult today, they'll be fine once they take a nap."
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Hey how about the Hashira meeting Demon reader who has the same personality and abilities as Kiriko from Overwatch 2. If you don’t know who she is, then I’ll gladly explain. Kiriko is a ninja healer who uses kunai and is aided by a kitsune spirit. She can create protection suzu as well as healing ofuda to her allies. Kiriko is cheeky and full of life with a cheek styled humor and is not afraid of teasing others despite how intimidating they might be. She has youthful energy and intelligence making her extremely personable. If anyone sass or disrespects her, she makes a comeback. Like the fox spirit, she is a trickster but while being a lighthearted trickster, she has a strong moral compass and believes in taking care of those around her and is a natural leader. Also, she has a sweet tooth.
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Rengoku
Loves your help and enthusiasm
He can be reckless at times and to have someone to heal him is a life saver
If you went with him on the train and watched the lady throw a bun at him you'd chew her out
Tengen
His wives adore you (how could they not)
NFL he kinda jealous from all the attention you take away from him
Sanemi
Contant arguing
only Kagaya can shut the both of you up
He thinks he hates you but did down he knows if something happened to you he would be devastated
Obanai
It's was hard talking to him at first
The two of you only every agreed on one thing
'Mitsuri is an Angel'
Giyuu
You speak for him (in a good way of course)
If he doesn't know what to say or how to say it you say it for him
He is forever thank you it
Muichirou
He finally gets to be a kid with a friend
You tease each other constantly
to anyone else it looks like you are fighting but it's just harmless bickering
Shinobu
if you think you get along with her... you don't
She can freely express her emotions with you
She tolerates you cause you help with the injured but she does genuinely like your help
Mitsuri
If anyone says bad mouths her they'll have to deal with you. Point. Blank. Period.
The two of you always go to different bakers before and after missions
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“This punishment is not working…”
(Source)
(Fatui Adopt Kaeya AU) - The sanest convo between Kaeya and Dottore ever
Based on this
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀recovery, nanami kento
the shibuya incident shook the sorcery world (and japan) drastically and nanami kento is slowly transitioning back into the world. the dreadful feeling of not being able to help the youth he worked to protect sits heavy in his mind as his scarred hands tremble to do simple tasks. but nothing causes his stomach to twists in the most horrendous knots until he have to face his five year old daughter and the world again with his new battle scars. but as a good wife
♔ ˖ ✧ — general warnings: female reader, her/she pronouns, female anatomy described, black reader written in mind, physical descriptors, canon verse but also a what if nanami survive au, jjk spoilers, established relationship (reader and nanami are married), mentions of ptsd, mentions of scars and burn scars, cane usage, mentions of therapy, reader and nanami have a daughter named yu, same reader & nanami from family affairs series, first half is told in 2nd/reader pov & other half in nanami’s pov // smut warnings: cowgirl/riding position, breasts play, pet name usage (baby), finger sucking, praise kink, // word count: 4.4k, minors dni.
OCTOBER 31ST WAS A DAY THAT CHANGED YOUR LIFE DRASTICALLY. You remembered dropping your five-year-old daughter Yu off with a friend after an emergency call for many sorcerers to the Shibuya district. You remembered kissing both sides of your daughter’s cheeks because whenever her father wasn’t with you to drop her off, he always told you to make sure you gave her as many kisses as he would give her until she was a giggling mess begging for you to stop. You recalled how your fingertips were imprinted with the fragrance of blood despite you wearing latex gloves the whole time—with the number of deaths you marked down, perhaps that scent just was in your mind. You remembered having a drag of your first cigarette (complementary of Shoko) after the long day of horror—you hated it. You thought it would ease your growing anxiety when you didn’t know where your husband was at. You recalled how you noticed Shoko’s whole demeanor changed as her quick strides towards you seemingly were used to push you further away from seeing the horror that was soon displayed in your view.
You remembered how disoriented you felt. You couldn’t keep much food down and practically slept at the hospital. You just didn’t feel like yourself—but who would when they knew that the events at Shibuya had nearly killed their loved one? It broke your heart lying to your own daughter. Your tongue stinging, even uttering out the words that mommy and daddy had to take a work trip and will return as soon as possible. Your daughter thought you were away at work, but here you were, staring at the monitor in Nanami’s room beep. You didn’t want to lose him; you didn’t know what to do without him. You didn’t know what Yu would be without him, she was such a Daddy’s girl, and it would crush your soul for her first love to be taken away from her.
Nanami was strong. He pushed through. He wouldn’t be the same, but he pushed through. It was quite a journey of physical therapy, support groups, and even him deciding to stay at a hotel for a while, fearing how his daughter would react to seeing him like that. It took him two weeks and your constant encouragement until he finally decided to return home. Even when he decided to let his daughter see him eventually, you still basked in silence in the car, waiting until he was comfortable. Although your daughter wasn’t home yet, Nanami hadn’t stepped foot into your shared home in what seemed like a year—when it only had been a couple of months. The words of what he would say to his daughter swirl around his mind like a carnival carousel curling around. He had to do this. He couldn’t avoid being in his daughter’s life because of the triggering aftermath of Shibuya.
He refused to give Mahito that much power over him.
“I’m just afraid of how she’ll react.” Nanami lets out a sigh as he packs up his clothes. His scarred hands trembled as he folded his clothes to put them in his suitcase neatly. Nowadays, it takes him longer than usual to do simple tasks like buttoning his shirt, and he now attempts to fold his clothes.
“Our daughter is extraordinary; she’ll understand what we do when we explain it to her fully.” You grabbed Nanami’s trembling hands to get his full attention. “We told ourselves that we want her to enjoy her youth. We’ll protect her just so she can do that, but she‘s growing and becoming more curious—we can’t shelter her from a life that she could soon be interested in pursuing.”
You watched as Nanami’s lips formed a straight line. He couldn’t argue against your words because they were true. His daughter was five. It was no point to stir her away from the lifestyle her parents (and a good portion of people she interacted with) were so familiar with, especially when she could possibly already see the ghoulish creatures that haunted his nightmares when he closed his eyes.
“You’re still her father, Ken,” You mumbled as your eyes glanced up at him. “No matter how you look right now, she will still know it’s you because of this.” Your index finger pokes his chest where his heart is.
During some moments within the day, you watched Nanami do simple tasks around the house as the two of you were waiting for you to have to pick up Yu from your friend’s house. Deciding to do what you guys usually do on a bright Sunday morning: clean the house. Your eyes couldn’t help but shine in worry seeing his right-hand shudder while he tried to do something like help you cut up vegetables for dinner. You knew this took a toll on him because cooking dinner together was your thing. A form of love language created when you first started dating blossomed into a tradition—it was just something you two did together. Even after long days of work and raising a very bright personality five-year-old—you two always met in the kitchen, whipping up dinner together and sharing subtle kisses here and there.
Your lips parted to ask if he needed help, but it was as if he read your mind—Nanami shook his head as he continued to cut the vegetables. This time he had a better grip on the knife and was doing it perfectly. If you looked closer, you could even see a twinkle in his eye at him being able to do such a task. Your lips curve into a small smile before you return to doing what you were doing. The two of you moved in sync in the kitchen as if you were competitors in a cooking show—managing to finish dinner and set the table just in time for you to have to pick up Yu. You kissed Nanami’s cheek, mumbling about how you’ll be back as soon as possible. Your friend only lived about fifteen minutes away and didn’t mind dropping Yu off, but you felt it was best for you to talk to her first.
You hated to admit that you were afraid of how Yu would react at the sight of her father—especially considering that you never went into detail about what you two do. She knows you’re a doctor and heal people, but that was it. She had no clue about curses, cursed energy—any of that. Was it wrong to shield her from that, considering that her parents would die? Maybe. But you and Nanami wanted to do everything to protect her youth and her ability to be young. When you picked Yu up, you couldn’t help but smile, seeing her bright smile as she skipped out of your friend’s house with her belongings in one hand and taiyaki. She hugged your leg as you opened the car door, rambling about her adventures with your friend. You helped her in her booster seat and strapped her in before climbing back into the car and returning home. Your mind is running with thoughts of telling your daughter that her father was back from the work trip, but he got hurt. He didn’t look like the last time she saw him.
“Yu, we have to talk.” You said while stopping at the red light. You look in the rearview mirror, watching her snack on the sweet treat. Mentally, you’re cursing your friend for giving her sweets so close to dinnertime—but maybe that would help her process the burdening news.
She glances at you with a smile. A toothless one because Nanami lost one of her front teeth after biting an apple while she was going. Another moment Nanami has missed. You broke eye contact with her to continue to drive, and you could even see the familiar driveway of your home.
“Is daddy finally coming back?” Yu asked. You could hear her kicking her feet, and you simply sighed.
You were turning into the driveway and parking the car. You unbuckled your seat so you could turn to look at her. Her curious expression looked rather adorable with the taiyaki crumbs on them. You knew you couldn’t lie to her. Ignoring her question, you exited the car and helped her out. You figured it would be better to be closer to her when you dropped the colossal bomb that could alter how she sees her father. Closing the car door and kneeling to her height, “Sweetie, I need to tell you something about your father.”
Yu’s head tilted in confusion, and her eyes shone with curiosity and fear. Your hands would give her a comforting squeeze, tugging the coils out her face that fell out of the red headband Yuji brought her on one of his free days from being a sorcerer student.
“Daddy got hurt badly at work.” You tried to explain, but your voice seemed to crack in the back of your throat as you tried not to cry. This hurt.
“Your dad was hurt really bad, and I just wanted to let you know that you must take it easy on him. He’s still your dad, who will protect you no matter what.” You rubbed your thumb against her cheek brushing away any crumbs off her face.
Yu only give you a nod. The five-year-old had to comprehend that something happened so quickly that she didn’t even know if she should be asking more questions. She was one curious kid that always had a question about something. You opened the front door holding onto Yu’s hand, and the house seemed too quiet other than the sounds from the dining room. You glance down at Yu and lead her to the kitchen; you can’t help but chuckle at the sight.
Nanami set the table slowly; he didn’t even notice that two of his favorite girls had returned. You felt Yu grip your hand harder at the sight as you cleared your throat to get his attention just in time as he set the last place at the table. When he looked up and saw the two of you, you gave him a reassuring smile. It was okay. It was a huge step, but it was okay. The skin on the right side of his body was bare and burnt and could be considered quite distracting to people who walked by him when he went to physical therapy. His mangled scars traveled up from the side of his face and down to his foot. His right eye was covered with a black eye patch as he stared at his wife and Yu.
Yu’s mouth gasped open as she clutched to your pants leg. You didn’t want to nudge her forward; you were aching to know what was running through your daughter’s mind. Yu’s eyes seemed to be eyeing Nanami, who was standing before them. Nanami feared what his daughter would do and how she would react. He was afraid that his daughter wouldn’t recognize him due to the permanent scars he now had on his body. His palms grew sweaty at the silence in the kitchen. He still remembered the conversation you two had before all of this. He couldn’t shutter away in fear in a situation like this, and it was something Mahito would want.
Yu finally detached herself from your pants, dropping the snack she once was eating and running to hug her father’s leg. The sight shocked you as you watched Nanami lift her in his arms and pull her close. Yu’s small arms wrapped around Nanami’s neck as she started to cry. Your eyes began to burn with your tears, quickly going to swipe them away before you became an emotional wreck. You were happy to see her show that emotion to you and Nanami.
Yu lifts from the crook of Nanami’s neck to say through sniffles, “Daddy, I can’t believe you’re a pirate now.”
You chuckled at her statement before speaking, “How about you two go get cleaned up, and I’ll put the food on the table.”
Nanami put Yu down, and he extended his hand for her to take so she could lead him to the bathroom so they could get ready for dinner. A warm feeling overwhelmed your heart watching Yu drag him away, but she did it so gently, considering that Nanami still used a cane to help him walk better to his destination. You let them get cleaned up while you cleaned up the snack your daughter dropped and finished setting the table.
Dinner felt like a nostalgic feeling—a nice nostalgic feeling that made you smile so hard. Yu was telling you about all the adventures she went on while you were away, from going to the countryside with Nanami’s parents to going to a pig cafe with your friend. She had so many stories to tell that she must have been holding in to tell the two of you.
“And I lost my tooth.” She grins at the two of you as she lets her tongue glides across the place where one of her teeth once was.
“I’m sure the tooth fairy came and visited you,” Nanami adds.
“Yeah,” Yu placed her fork down to dig into her pockets, and she pulled out her yen bills. “Then I also made a new friend at school.”
“You’re one social butterfly,” You said aloud, sipping your water.
“He’s so nice but has an ugly imaginary friend.” Yu shoved her mouth with vegetables leaving both Nanami, and yourself stunned at her words.
“Sweetheart, it’s not very nice to call someone ugly. Even if it’s an imaginary friend.” Nanami glances at his daughter, who lets out a familiar dramatic sigh he has heard from you.
The blonde-haired male tends to forget that his daughter had a carbon copy of your personality. He watches as she pushes her vegetables around her plate before speaking again, “It’s just his imaginary friend who makes weird noises, and it looks like they make my friend unhappy.” Yu explained
Nanami’s head tilts in curiosity, hearing his daughter describe something he was acquainted with. His hold on the fork tightened as he realized what his child was describing, and his stomach formed the most monstrous knots. He took a sip of water as he watched you grab hold of his hand and give it a nice squeeze.
“How long have you been seeing this imaginary friend?” You asked.
“Hm, since Monday,” Yu admitted.
“How about we invite your friend over? Hm?” Nanami asked.
“Really?” Yu questioned excitedly.
You made eye contact with Nanami. You didn’t want him to push himself so much that he was uncomfortable. “Are you sure about that?” You questioned as you collected Yu’s plate in front of her.
“It’s okay.” Nanami gives you a grin. “We’ll just have to ask the little guy's parents, that’s all.”
Dinner continued with laughs and stories. Yu was so excited just to see her two parents together again. She couldn’t stop discussing everything she wanted to show you and Nanami. Even as you wrapped up dinner and told her to get ready for bed—she begged Nanami to help her. Due to Nanami being the girl dad he was, he couldn’t resist that charming smile and the puppy dog eyes Yu gave him when she wanted her way.
“I’ll meet you in our room when I’m done. Make sure she brushes her teeth.” You smile as Nanami pecks your lips and watches him disappear towards the stairs with your energetic daughter.
NANAMI’S FINGERS GRASPED AT THE FLUFFY PINK TEDDY BEAR AFTER HE HAD TUCKED YU IN. Nanami Kento hasn't done this in months. He hadn't tucked his daughter in and placed a soft kiss upon her forehead in months, and the feeling felt so foreign to him even though he had held her so close when she was only a tiny baby. Or the fact that he witnessed her take first steps towards not him or his lovely wife Y/N, but freakin’ Gojo. Then Nanami couldn’t forget holding her hand as he walked into her first dance class.
Yu looked at him as if he was the whole world—as if he was her protector and knight in the fairytale world that she dreamt about. Now, the guilt and the harsh stab in his heart hit him that he possibly wasn’t strong enough to protect her however he wanted. How can he protect something he promised to protect when she was just a baby now that his scarred hands shook doing simple tasks like tying his shoes, and when he closed his eyes, his nightmares were filled with him.
“Daddy?” Yu broke the blonde-haired male out of his thoughts as she looked at him. “Where’d you go? Mommy said you went away for work.”
He sits on her bed, and his weight causes the mattress to sink. He felt that question was coming; she just didn’t feel comfortable asking just yet. “Yes, I did. I just got hurt while doing so,” His lips form a reassuring grin that he hopes she will return.
Instead, her chocolate brown hues only lit up in curiosity. It was a look he had seen in Y/N’s eyes many times when he stepped into the medical room at the Kyoto school. Yu snuggles closer to the teddy bear in her arms before asking, “Does it hurt? Mommy can make you feel better with her mommy powers, or Auntie Shoko can help you..” She then flashes Nanami a smile, and it just hits Nanami that his little girl was missing one of her front teeth.
She extended her hand, and Nanami’s scarred one held on to it. He watched her small thumb rub against his hand with a small smile. “I missed you, Daddy.” Her eyes start to water, and the waterworks begin.
He cradles her in his arms so tightly, similar to when she was only a tiny baby in his arms years ago. Nanami didn’t want to let go. He held onto his daughter until she fell asleep with dried tears staining her cheeks. When he tucked her in tightly with her favorite stuffed teddy bear next to her, he placed a kiss on her forehead.
“I will protect you forever, no matter what, princess.”
After those words, he knew she probably wouldn’t remember, he turned off her room light. The only thing that illuminated Yu's room was a nightlight plugged up near her bed while Nanami closed the door just a bit for it to be cracked.
Nanami settled in bed after showering. With one of his favorite books in his hand, he didn’t even notice that Y/N had skipped into the room after checking on Yu one last time before bed. The oversized Star Trek shirt that once was owned by Nanami hugged your figure, and with each step, you took to climb into bed—Nanami could get a glance at the cup of your butt.
Y/N climbed into bed, and Nanami expected her to snuggle up close to him like she usually does when he reads before bed. She’ll always tell him how comforting his voice is when he reads aloud to her. Subtle jokes about how he could have been a speech coach or something instead of fighting curses. He wished his life was as simple as that. Instead of being scouted to go to a school to fight curses, he would have lived an everyday life. He would meet Y/N in a hospital in another life because now that he’s been married to her for years, he couldn’t fathom another life where she wasn’t a part of it.
Nanami’s chocolate brown hues scanned over the words of the book he was wearing as he felt the weight of Y/N climbing on top of him. Her tummy was now supporting his book as she glanced down at him, and when his eyes finally looked up from his book—his lips formed a crescent moon-shaped smile at the sight. She hadn’t wrapped her hair yet, so her kinky coils were sprawled all over her head like a golden crown.
“I missed you, you know? I missed this.” She says as her teeth grind against the plump lower lip.
Nanami folded the corner of the page; he stopped reading and closed the book. He placed the book on the oak-colored nightstand, and his hands found comfort on Y/N’s waist. “Me too.” He answered truthfully.
“I can tell, Ken,” Y/N says lowly as her hips rock against Nanami’s bulge, which displays how much he had missed his wife since his months of being away.
His fingers tiptoed up the shirt, but he soon snatched his scarred hand away in embarrassment. The insecure feeling of his rough and tainted fingers caressing something so soft as his face grows red. Y/N’s eyebrows raised in confusion because he didn’t want to touch her. She didn’t take offense to it, considering that she knew this was something Nanami would have to get used to. That half of his body was permanent with scars that she would help him love.Y/N tugged her shirt over her head, tossing it on the floor. Her hand grasped Nanami’s scarred one and she kissed his knuckles before placing his hand on one of her breasts.
“It’s okay. I want your touch. I crave your touch.” Y/N says. She guided Nanami’s hand up and down her soft brown skin before she began to rock her hips again. She knew Nanami was enjoying because, through the curls that fell in her face with each rock of her hips, she saw how his chocolate brown eyes lit up. “And I can tell you’re craving my touch also. You’ve missed me so much, didn’t you?”
Nanami’s words were so caught up in his throat that he didn’t even know how to respond. His mind couldn’t focus on everything all at once because he wanted to do so much for Y/N. His scarred index and middle finger rolled her nipples in between them, gaining a moan from her, and it hit him hard at how much he missed this. He missed seeing how Y/N’s eyes fluttered close in pure bliss when he touched and kissed her. He’s so eager to get out of his boxers that he didn’t even catch the way she had some shit-eating grin on her face.
But it was another thing that Nanami adored. He adored seeing that expression on Y/N’s face when he finally slid in. The way she would chew on her lower lip to muffle a moan when he had only slipped his tip inside her. Which only would cause Nanami to finally shove his cock further inside her just to hear her yelp out his name and have that dreamy expression on her face.
That same expression she had on her face right now that Nanami’s cock was inside of her. A look of affection that the retired sorcerer missed so much. His hand grasped her waist, guiding Y/N’s hips in a pleasurable, rhythmic pace for both of them. Y/N props her hand on Nanami’s chest to help her balance upon riding him. Moans trembled out her mouth with each roll of her hips, and she had only had Nanami on her mind. It was quite strange how he could plague her brain like a catchy summer tune. That was just the type of spell he had on her.
Nanami tried his best to thrust upward just to hit the spot that had Y/N speaking one of the languages she knew, but it had only taken a toll on his body, and Y/N noticed immediately.
“I got it, Ken. Just relax.” Y/N’S leaning down, kissing at the corner of his lips (specifically the side that’s decorated with burn marks and soon his lips as she cocked to bounce upon his cock. “I know you want to ensure I’m getting more out of this than you.” She adds.
“Y/N…” Nanami breathed out. “I just want to make—”
His words were cut off by her, “Make sure I orgasm; when do you not make me orgasm?” She glances down at him.
“Can I take care of you for once? Hm?” She asked that question with a roll of her hips for each word and syllable that left that pretty mouth of hers.
And Nanami’s brain turned into mush, his face got so hot, and his balls grew heavier. The only answer he could give to Y/N was, “Fuck.”
“Good answer.” She cockily responds before her hand reaches at the headboard to help her ride him some more.
The mess built between their naked bodies was driving Nanami insane but in a good way. After months of being touch-deprived due to surgeries and physical therapy, he needed this. He relaxed under Y/N; he let her take control until he could feel himself about to cum.
“I’m about to—Shit,” Nanami uttered. Before he could say anything else, Y/N could feel the thick ropes of cum shooting inside of her. She’s leaning down, capturing his lips upon his and slowly grinding against him to ensure his cum stays inside of her.
When the kiss broke apart, Nanami looked up at his wife as if he had hearts in his eyes. “I fuckin’ love you.”
“I love you too,” Y/N giggles through her subtle pants.
With the Star Trek shirt back on Y/N’s body, which was now stained with the scent of Nanami and sweat, she glances over at her husband, who is sincerely thinking about something. She hoped he still wasn’t thinking about the scars on his body. “What’s on your mind?” She glances up at him through her eyelashes.
“Yu can see curses now.” Nanami looked at his wife. “She’s only five.” He adds with a sigh.
Y/N hated to admit that her assumptions of what their daughter told them during dinner were accurate. She felt like Yu was too young to see them and finally realized that her world was much different than her friends in class. But Yu had two amazing parents. Two parents would guide her through this. Due to Nanami being the wonderful husband he was, it was as if he read Y/N’s mind.
With a sly grin and a quick, playful peck on the tip of Y/N’s nose, he says, “We’ll guide her through it, though.”
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“your nose is running again.”
you shoot a glare at alhaitham’s reflection in your vanity, swiping at your nose and clearing your throat a few times before croaking, “it is not.”
“tch.” he has the audacity to look unimpressed with your lie, fiddling with the collar of the nice shirt you’d practically wrestled him into for tonight. “this happens every year, i don’t know why you keep trying to deny it.”
“there’s nothing to deny, because i’m a doctor and we don’t—” you pause, face scrunching when you feel a sneeze trying to fight its way out of your system. “— get sick.”
so what if your throat was scratchy and your entire face felt hot with sinus pressure? one could claim it was allergies, not sickness.
taking a seat to pull on his shoes, alhaitham only scoffs disbelievingly at you. he’s acting so smug, and maybe that’s because last week you’d ignored his warning about how cold nighttime in the desert got. or maybe because you refused to take the vitamin c tablets he put beside your coffee each morning because their texture was like that of chalk.
before he can open his mouth and say these things, the sneeze you’d been fighting takes you by surprise. you immediately turn away and lift your elbow, sneezing into it not once, not twice, but five times in quick succession.
(okay, so maybe you were feeling a little under the weather.)
you turn away from the dresser with a sharp look in your eye, just daring him to let slip the i told you so that always seemed to be sitting on the tip of his tongue.
instead, you feel his fingers tugging at the laces of your dress and his lips pressing softly against your forehead. (too warm, you swear he murmurs.)
“we don’t have to go if you aren’t feeling well. nilou will understand. do you really want to be fighting a cold while you’re surrounded by a group of your friends—”
“our friends,” you correct with a sniffle.
he ignores you. “who are going to make you—”
“make us.”
“—endure cake and small talk?”
you roll your eyes. for someone so fearsome, your husband really could be quite dramatic, brought to his knees by something as simple as cake and small talk.
“we missed her performance last month because we were stuck with work, so we’re not missing her birthday.” you turn around to shove lightly at his shoulder. “and don’t think you can use my cold as an excuse to get out of this party.”
alhaitham pulls back to look down at you with an irritating combination of a scoff and a smirk on his lips. “ah, so you finally admit that you have a cold? maybe if you’d taken the vitamin c for your immunity like someone suggested...”
“those supplements taste like shit, haitham,” you cough, expression pinching as you recall the disgusting tablets that you’ve called ‘not as good as the real thing.’ “the only vitamin c i like is in those mondstadt imported sunsettias...”
“you’re like a child,” he scolds. “now get undressed and back in bed before—”
“undressed?” you question, swatting his hands away from your dress. “i’m going to the party.”
“no, you’re not.”
“what if i—”
“no.”
“but darling—”
“sorry, love, but you’re not going anywhere tonight,” he decides, ignoring your quiet grumbles of protest. “i know you don’t get sick often, but when you do it hits you pretty hard.”
he leaves the room briefly at that, returning with something sitting in his palm.
you shake your head, holding your hands out to keep him back. “no. no! that stuff is worse than the vitamin c.”
“huh, if you’d taken that, then maybe you could have avoided this.” he hums, unscrewing the lid and letting that disgustingly sweet, syrupy scent flood the room. it was so potent that even you clogged sinuses could pick it up. “perhaps, doctor, one of these years you’ll learn to take your own advice. or perhaps listen to your husband’s…”
you lean backwards when he reaches for your chin. “haitham, if you make me drink that i will call the general mahamatra on you.”
“go ahead, he doesn’t scare me.”
he tries again, only for you to side-step his hand. “take your damn medicine!”
“you’re not supposed to yell at a sick person!”
“i’m not yelling. i’m simply insisting because you are being childish.”
maybe you were being childish, but that medicine was just so damn gross. “can i at least go down and say hi to everyone?” you try. “it’s been so long since i’ve seen them all.”
“fine, but only for ten minutes. and you have to take your medicine first.”
“but it always makes me sleepy,” you argue. “then you’ll be there enduring cake and small talk all by yourself.”
“it’s a birthday party, not a war. i think i’ll survive.”
you scowl at him, snatching the bottle and taking a gulp of the bitter liquid. “yeah, yeah. just wait until a drunk kaveh gets his hands on you and i’m not there to save you.”
the medicine starts taking effect almost instantly. you make it eleven minutes on your own feet before you’re clinging to alhaitham’s arm and leaning heavily into his side, nose still leaking and throat still tickling.
by then, all it takes is a single, ‘you don’t look too well’ from tighnari to convince alhaitham to drag you up into nilou’s spare room and into bed.
too disoriented and drowsy to argue anymore, you thank him dazedly and reach out to pat his cheek before letting your eyes drift shut.
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you’re not too sure how long it’s been when you wakes, but when you pry your tired eyes open, there’s a tray of steaming food on your bedside table. the room is glowing and warm, the source being the flickering candle that alhaithm is reading his book under
he glances up when you shift in bed, closing his book. “feeling better?”
“‘m not leaking anymore,” you shrugs, rubbing at the tip of your nose. “how long was i out for?”
“a little over two hours,” he answers, taking a seat at your bedside and pressing a hand to your forehead. “you’re not as warm as before. the medicine must be working.”
“yeah, well i still feel gross,” you mutter, not wanting to give that disgusting concoction too much credit.
“you look it, too.”
“the akademiya scribe,” you mutter, swinging your legs over the edge of the bed. “charming as ever.”
he scoffs at that, scooping up the tray of food in one hand and offering you his other. “charming enough that the amurta darshan’s sage took my last name.”
“well, don’t let it get to your head,” you huff, taking his hand and letting him pull you to your feet. his thumb strokes your wedding band as he guides you to sit on a fur rug positioned in front of the fire. “pretty hard to say no to a guy that practically begs you to marry him.”
“it was not begging—”
“haitham, dearest, that’s exactly what it was.”
you burst into a fit of giggles when he tells you to save it, his cheeks turning pink at the memory. your laughter quickly dissolves into a series of coughs, to which alhaitham pounds you on the back a little harder than necessary.
“alright, you had your fun,” he murmurs, picking up a bowl of soup. “you need to eat something. i made your favourite,” he dips the spoon into the bowl. “i already picked out the cabbage,” he adds when you open your mouth to complain.
unable to deny the slight rumble of your stomach, you reach for the spoon in his hand, pouting when he pulls it away. “i can feed myself,” you protest, voice hoarse from your coughing fit.
“the last time i let you feed yourself when you were sick, you sneezed and ended up throwing a spoonful of soup in my face,” he reminds you, the grim look on his face making it seem as if you’d stabbed him with the spoon instead. “open up.”
you narrow your eyes at the spoonful of soup. “it’s red,” you state. the original colour of recipe was a warm, almost translucent gold.
“good to know your eyes are still working.”
“haitham,” you groan. “you know i don’t handle spice as well as you.”
“it’ll help clear up your sinuses,” he reasons, though there’s something teasing twitching at the corner of his lips.
your body is wracked by another series of sneezes, each one stronger than the last, making him laugh.
“are you sure you’re done?” he teases, handing you a tissue.
“a good husband would just say, bless you,” you pout, blowing your nose and weakly tossing the soiled tissue at him.
defeated by a clogged nose and a smug husband, you reluctantly open your mouth and let him spoon-feed you the eye-wateringly spicy soup. it slides down your throat like fire, and it…kind of does help with your sinuses and throat.
you’d never admit that, though. it’s a new low you’ve discovered, a doctor taking medical advice from a semiotics major.
the universe always finds ways to keep us humble.
when the bowl is half-empty and alhaitham is convinced you’ve eaten enough, he sets the bowl aside and wraps a blanket around your shoulders before he goes. your eyes are drooping again, the result of a warm blanket enveloping you and a satisfied stomach.
he returns with a glass of water and a cool washcloth, gently pressing it to your forehead before situating himself behind you. “need anything else?”
letting yourself relax against his chest, you shake your head. his arms are warm around you, the steady sound of his heart and the soothing light of the candle slowly lulling you to sleep once more.
“shouldn’t you get back to the party?” you murmur sleepily. but you’re already snuggling against him, hands curling greedily into the soft material of his shirt to keep him close.
“not particularly. i’ve already greeted nilou and done my share of…small talk,” he explains quietly. his small sigh is heavy, his posture deflating slightly. it wasn’t that he disliked your shared friends or their company, it was just that his social battery ran out faster than others, and without you there to keep him afloat? two hours was more than enough for him.
“besides, i can’t exactly relax if i know that you’re up here positively suffering.”
“you’re teasing me, but fine, i’ll let you stay.”
no medicine or soup could do to you what a warm blanket and your annoying, teasing husband could for you, anyway.
How about the hashira meeting Male Reader who's a demon similar to Sun Wukong from Journey to the West he likes to play pranks and fight with strong people and carries a staff that can grow and shrink he also has monkey features and can make clones of himself and is immortal they find out when they cut his head off only for another one to pop out
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You a demon. Like an actual demon, not made from a flower but a true demon. You don't eat people usually, you don't burn in the sun either. You do your own thing.
You said you would help the demon slayers cause muzan is "giving real demons a bad name", but who said you were going to be 100℅ cooperative.
Rengoku
You train with him a lot
he liked that fact that your fighting style is so unpredictable it keeps him on his toes
He doesn't even have to worry about you dying cause you come regenerate
just don't play a prank on him
Tengen
Loves the fact that you March to the beat of your own drum
also love pulling pranks on people with you but if you play a prank on him or his wives it will take a long time for him to forgive you
Sanemi
You play a lot of pranks on him just piss him off
calls you 'monkie boy' which you hate
Obanai
Your main victim for all your pranks
he wishes he could kill you
he has tried but you come back just to laugh at him
When you go on missions with him Kaburamaru sometimes coils around your staff
Giyuu
You go on missions with him a lot
His calm demeanor balance your wild and unpredictable personality (like Tang Sanzang)
Muichirou
pranking kind right here
you have an idea and he is already putting it in motion
When you go on missions with him you usually shrink down and stay on his shoulder hoping he would forget about you so you could scare him later (it never works)
Shinobu
You are most well behaved around her, even helping her prepare medicine and gather materials, sometimes using your powers
You were her taste tester for poisons and medicines
they wouldn't kill you so why not
Mitsuri
You love training with her
No matter how hard you try she is the one person who can beat you
her headlocks are deadly but you didn't want to hurt her trying to break free so you waited until she let go
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Could you write how jjk would react to Male Reader being the host of the ghost Rider and that the ghost Rider has unlimited power when fully unleashed and the host is the built in safety limiting it's power
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"Domain Expansion: Ghost Rider" You said. You been itching for a reason to use it.
Your domain isn't complete but it's what you wanted to try seeing as, under Gojo's guidance, you improved a lot and thought it was a good chance.
The curse you were up against had no chance to begin with, it didn't even last a second.
"As cool as always Y/n" Gojo said from the sidelines.
With Gojo he was always amazed to see your domain expansion. blue fire everywhere and of course a flaming samuri on top a horse for you to control.
"Thank you gojo, can we go back now I'm really tired." You yawned, resting your eyes.
Domain expansion takes alot out of you, especially for someone who is harboring a curse on the level of Sukana's full power and it wasn't even a complete Domain.
You don't know when or how but when you opened your eyes you were in your room.
'I'm freaking starving.' you thought as you got up you walked out of your room.
(idk how the dorms look)
"Good morning Y/n. It's been 2 days, the 3 stooges were starting to get worried." Gojo said completely stretched out on a couch in the common area.
"is that so." You walked pass him and into a little kitchen to the fridge. It was empty.
'damn.'
"Gojo can you -" "Y/N" Yuji interrupted jumping on you. You fell to the floor with him.
"He just woke up. Are you trying to put him in another coma?" Nobara scold as she pulled him off you. Megumi helped you up.
"Maybe not open an incomplete domain next time you may not wake up." He said, it was clear he probably was worried the most.
"Why so cynical Gumi, he's alive isn't he and it's so cool to his curse in action." Gojo gushed over you as his lazy ass finally got up.
"Why don't we catch Y/n up over lunch. I'm sure he's hungry." Gojo put his arms around you and Megumi, leading you out the school with Yuji and Nobara in toe.
'Finally, some fucking food'
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This is my first JJK post, thank youuuuuuu
Thank you so much
Your welcome. Thank you for being patient and sorry for the mess up
The hashira headcanons with a demon mother reader who is taking care of a human child that her own? Like the reader was pregnant when she was turned into a demon and the hashira finds her saving her child from another demon. Like she has baby or 1 year old toddler
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Rengoku
Feels terrible about your situation
He wants to help but he also wants to do his job
In the end he just can't do it and let's you go
Ever since then, after missions he visits you and your child while the two of you have dinner together
Tengen
"What a dedicated mother"
He saw your deadly blood demon arc in use as you killed the demon and tengen was after cause he had your child
He admired how you were ready to give your life for your childs
If he lets you live, you are like the mother he wished he had
Sanemi
At first he thinks you stole the child and was going it eat it
Once you told him that the baby was yours he didn't believe you and tried to kill you
thank goodness you can protect yourself or else you would be dead
Once he finally believes you he lets you go your way
Obanai
wtf
For the first time he hesitated killing a demon
in the end he was glad he didn't do it
even if he did what was he going to do with the baby
he wished he had a mother who would fight a demon to protect him
Giyuu
He didn't even think about killing you when you were protecting a human child (which he later found out was yours)
After the demon was defeated you and him sat and just talked
it would be really heartbreaking tbh. Seeing a innocent person turn into a demon while they were pregnant was something he wouldn't even think about.
Muichirou
When he saw you jump in front of him he didn't know what to think
"A demon killing another demon?"
But then he saw your child
He forgets that your even a demon sometimes because he mainly sees you caring about your child
Shinobu
another 'wtf'
she thought she had seen it until she met you
She initially thought you were a threat but after all that she checked on you and the baby
although its a bit different she and the butterfly estate accept you with open arms
Mitsuri
She would've offered you to stay at her estate but she was worried someone would find you
She thinks you child is absolutely adorable
She's glad you can fight for you and your child
she wished you didn't have to be a single mom + a demon
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A lot happened this week. My birthday. I got my drivers license, and school is coming to an end. It's all exciting
"thank you so much and like with it so cute. How about Genya just having basically a delinquent type of reader but who very soft with Genya and Genya introducing them to Sanemi and Sanemi have overprotective vibes coming off him" @aliorailrow
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You're not a Hashira. You're not even a demon slayer. You just someone who just happened to fall in love with one.
From the outside it might look like Genya is the "mean" one and you the shy one but actually its the opposite. Most people found that out the hard way.
Genya always spoke positively of his brother and when you met him it was not what you were expecting. He would also compare you to him.
"Sanemi, this is my s/o Y/n. Y/n this is my older brother and wind Hashira Sanemi." Genya introduced the both of you.
Sanemi was intimidating no doubt about it but so were.
It was awkward to say the least. the both of you were just standing there staring at each other not saying anything.
"How old are you" he asked finally breaking the silence.
"16"
"Are you a demon slayer"
"No"
"why"
"Because I don't want to be one."
Sanemi looked you up and down
"mmm... I like them, good job Gen" He said before walking off.
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.
.
"What the hell just happened." You asked.
"I don't know but it seemed well." Genya beamed. You smiled back.
if he was happy you were too.
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Hi I can ask the Hashiras who Adopt an S/o which is almost like a Cruella de Vil who hates Animals Because of a Violent Past. With their Family where the S/O Was Abused by their Family and Their Animals How would they deal with the S/O Trying to Kill an Animal And Make Clothes With Its Skin. How Obanai Could Handle S/O Trying to Kill His Cobra To Make It A Clothing Accessory It would be an interesting scenario.
I have never watched 101 Dalmatians or cruella de Villa so this might be wrong
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Rengoku
You can't tell me this man isn't a animal lover
He is fascinated by your work but can't help feel sorry for the poor things
if you want any specific animal he will haunt day and night for it
Tengen
Loves you entire wardrobe
constantly asks you to make him things, especially fur coats
You love making things for him and the girls
he blames your family for your little habit (he's never even met them)
Obanai
How
Just how did you even manage to get with him
If he sees any snake print he throws it away
he hides Kaburamaru from you
he can barely sleep if you and Kaburamaru are in the same room
you try anything, he will not hesitate, backstory or not
Sanemi
he is disgusted
he watched you once and that was enough
Giyuu
Let's you do you
he won't ask you to make you anything but when you do he loves it. might not where it but he loves it.
Comforts you whenever you get triggered
Muichirou
Forgets you make animals things out of their pelts and only remembers you hating animals
brings you a random animal just to see your reaction but when you take it and turn it into a rug he's surprised
If you tell him your backstory he will try not to bring animals around you anymore
you'll find little notes around his house that say 'no animals in or around house'
Shinobu
Thinks nothing of it
She doesn't like animals anyway so he wouldn't care what you do with them
your backstory furthers her hate for the little creatures
Mitsuri
Loves the product hates the process
if she ever say you kill an animal she'd probably cry
understands why you hate animals but can't bring herself to even dislike them enough even though you said it was alright
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The little heros
i made this back in like 2020 on my old Wattpad account. bnha season 6 got me into the show again and then I remembered this.
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Izumi Midoriya (female)
Sagiri Todoroki (Female)
Misuji and Kisumi Bakugou (male and female)
Arashi Ashido (male)
koichi Jirou (male)
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-Izumi Midoriya-
hair color: black
eye color:dark green
age:4
personality:shy but kind hearted
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Quirk:mind reader
type:emitter
ability: she can read the mind of anyone she made eye contact with unil that person goes to sleep
drawbacks: if used on more than 4 people at one time user can build up headaches and it doesn't stop till every person goes to sleep.
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_states_
power:3/5 C
speed:2/5 D
stamina:4/5 B
intelligence:4/5 B
cooperativeness:4/5 B
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-Sagiri Todoroki-
hair color:white w/t red highlights
eye color:grey
scar:around the neck and right foot. It happened when she first activated her quirk she didn't know how to stop it. fuyumi wrapped her in wet towels and held her until she passed out from the pain.
age:9
personality:laid back and introverted
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Quirk: blue flames + red ice
type: emitter
ability: blue flames can turn extremely cold or hot
drawbacks: easy to lose control and when control is lost user burns themself or get frostbite
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_states_
power:3/5 C
speed:3.5/5 C+
stamina:3/5 C
intelligence:5/5 A
cooperativeness:6/5 A+
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boy girl
-Misuji and Kisumi bakugou-
hair color: both ash blonde
eye color: Misuji has brown eyes while kisumi has red
age:4
personality: Misuji is more docile and laid back while kisumi is hot-headed and more aggressive
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Quirk: Twin Bomber
type:emitter
ability:they can take hits and dish it back 10 times as hard but as explosings. when one takes a hit the other get the power from it and sends it back. usually Misuji takes the hit and Kisumi hit them back. and when they get hit my an inanimate object they can turn that into stored power for themselves(When they fall or something that stores of power for themselves)
drawbacks:N/A
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_states_(Misuji)
power:2/5 D
speed:5/5 A
stamina:5/5 A
intelligence:3/5 C
cooperativeness:5/5 A
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_states_(kisumi)
power:6/5 A+
speed:5/5 A
stamina:3/5 C
intelligence:4/5 B
cooperativeness:2/5 D
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-Arashi Ashido-
hair color:pink
eye color:yellow
Age:4
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Quirk:Dragon
type:mutant
ability:has the appearance and skills of a dragon
drawbacks:unknown
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_states_
power:4/5 B
speed:5/5 A
stamina:2/5 D
intelligence:3/5 C
cooperativeness:4/5 B
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-Koichi Jirou-
hair color:light gold
eye color:black
Age:10
personality:easy going, problem solver, emotional
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Quirk: N/A
type:N/A
ability:N/A
drawbacks:N/A
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_states_
power:2.5/5 D+
speed:3/5 C
stamina:2/5 D
intelligence:3/5 C
cooperativeness:6/5 A+
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If I do doesn't have to follow the story it could just be random scenarios
Ganyu x gn reader that has an obsession with eating flowers. Especially toxic ones. Like they are so pretty, reader can't help but have the urge to eat them.
They will eat just about any flower.
Oh? What's this? Ganyu, having her little secret flower snack time? Reader is right there, eating flowers with her.
Though, reader probably shouldn't eat that many flowers, considering they're only human, that and the fact that the flowers they do usually eat tend to be poisonous. Teehee
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Ganyu meet you while she was wondering a mountain.
"What are they doing over there? " she muttered to herself as she let curiosity get the better of her.
Before she could make it all the way over to you, you had fallen limp.
Panicked she went to see if you were alright, you had a half eaten flower hanging out of your mouth.
She brought you to bubu pharmacy.
This later became a recurring event.
She'd catch you eating something.
You'd pass out.
Then off to bubu pharmacy you go.
It got to the point where she would have medicine on hand to treat you.
One day she'd find you sitting on the edge of a cliff just... Relaxing. It was weird for her to see you not passed out.
She approached you with caution. She got close enough to see that you were hold I flower.
Twisting it in your fingers as you gazed at the landscape. Almost as if you were in a trance.
"Y/n are you alright?" She said hesitantly.
You looked back at the adeptis.
"I'm fine, ganyu. Just thinking of what reason the gods would make a flower that tastes so good be so deadly." You chuckled.
You patted the space next to you.
"You don't have to stand, come sit, get comfortable."
She sat next to you taking the flower out of your hand.
"Why do you eat them if their bad for you." She asked staring at the flower that could've been your last.
"I got it from you when I was a kid. I saw you eating them so I did to." You gave her a big smile, it kinda made her feel guilty ^_^;
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hellooooo
i was wondering if you could do rengoku headcanons where the reader (gn and child, age 4-7) is kinda like giyu (quiet, doesn't talk much, introvert, etc) but extremely clingy and doesn't know how to talk to people other than rengoku?
(plus meeting giyu if possible, making him the readers second dad maybe)
ofc you dont have too :3
love your writings!!
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"Y/n it's time to wake up." Rengoku gently shook you awake with the quietest voice he could muster.
You started to stir as he picked you up and brought you to the common room for breakfast.
Half awake, you tried to not fall face first into your food.
"Kyojuro that child of ours clearly isn't ready for the day." Your grandfather said as he sat you on his lap to feed you.
Contrary to popular belief shinjuro is soft when it comes to you.
"Sorry father I should've woken them up sooner." He said with the widest grin he could muster. Seeing his father handle his child with such care was enough to make his heart burst.
"Yeah you should have."
You are your father were going to a get together at tengens house. You didn't know weather to be excited or nervous.
Walking up to the estate you hide behind your fathers leg as he goes up to tengen.
"Ah Rengoku so glad you could make it and who might this little one be." Tengen knelt down to your height as your father stepped out from in front you.
You looked up at rengoku expecting him to say something but instead he urged you to.
"Hi, my name is Y/n." You said so quickly and quietly that he could barely hear you, even with him being the sound hashira.
"Nice to meet you Y/n. I'm the flamboyant sound hashira, tengen Uzui." He introduced himself as his wives came behind him and did the same.
"I'm hinasturu, his wife."
"Makio, is second wife."
"I'm Suma, his last wife."
It was clear that you had no idea how to respond and it was only making you more nervous.
Thank goodness Rengoku's eyes we're still functional as he noticed your worried face and picked you up to meet the others.
"Good job little one. You did just as we practiced, I'm so proud of you."
He ruffled your hair as you giggled.
"Both child and father souls as pure as snow." gyomei praised the both of you as you approached.
"Thank you gyomei. It is nice to see you on this fine day."
"Hello." You smiled not knowing that he couldn't see.
After a brief conversation that you weren't paying attention to your father moved on to another group of people.
You recognized two of them. Shinobu and mitsuri but there were three men you didn't know.
"Ah the happy family, how are you both." Shinobu say and rengoku handed you off to her.
You didn't mind.
'We are doing fine. I thought today was a great day for all of you to meet my child."
You waved as they all said there hellos.
You were never one for talking especially when it's people you don't know so you quietly listened until shinobu but you down and let your roam.
You were starting to get hungry and spotted a table with all kinds of food. But you were interested in the onigiri and sweet potatoes.
Walking up to the table you realize it's much higher than you expected but you weren't going to give up when you were so close to what you wanted.
You tried climbing. Fail.
You tried pulled on the cloth. Fail
You were about to stack things to reach before you were stopped but the water hashira.
"Do you want some food. " he said.
You nodded and pointed to onigiri and sweet potatoes which he provided. He got some for himself too.
"Your rengoku's kid right." He said.
You nodded.
"I'm giyuu tomioka. Nice to meet you."
"Nice too meet you too."
The both of ate in silence. But it wasn't awkward. You felt like you can talk about anything with him, and so you did.
The rest of the day you spent around giyuu he answered any question you had about anything.
He reminded you of your dad. So kind.
"Y/N IT'S TIME TO GO." Rengoku called.
You turned to giyuu and tanked him as you ran off to go home.
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That night you wouldn't stop talking about the great day you had.
Rengoku was glad that you were getting out of your comfort zone and talking to new people.
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Hey! I love this series and I was wondering if I could get tagged when you post the next part? No rush but if you could then thank you! I’m going to go and read some of the other stuff you have now. Bye have a good day!
◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ, thank you so much for reading. I glad you like it. I'll be sure to tag you. I hope you have a good day too❤
Giyuu adopting a 3 year old clingy child reader and the pillars reaction to them just popping out of his Haori
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You hated being away from Giyuu And he hated being away from you
"Papa can I come." Your word were muffled has you clung to his leg as he tried to get ready.
"You can if you behave." He said while trying to pry you off of him. He could never say no to you even if he wanted to.
He managed to get you and himself ready barely making it before the meeting started.
Kagaya wasn't there yet but everyone else was. You've meet kagaya when giyuu adopted you. You called him grandpa.
Giyuu held you in a way that you weren't visible unless he moved his haori.
"Papa are we there yet?" You asked getting impatient and heating up.
"Almost"
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He sat down in his usual spot next to tengen.
He sat criss cross with you in the space in between still covered by his haori.
"Giyuu are you alright you look a bit... Tired." The love hashira hesitantly said.
"I'm fine it's just" you popped your head out "I'm not used to being a parent."
Mitsuri instantly fell in love.
"Aww their so adorable. I didn't know you had a wife." She said while taking you from his lap and hugging you.
"I don't their adopted." Giyuu replied bring the water pillar to tears.
"What a kind soul."
Everyone's eyes we're on you as were being held by mitsuri, but you didn't like the attention.
You wiggled out of her arms and wobbled back to Giyuu lap.
"Ah giyuu how could you hide them from us." Shinobu teased but Giyuu didn't care he was to busy thinking about how you chose to come back to him even though you had everyones attention.
You are the best thing to happen to Giyuu.
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Blood demon art: Botanical Garden P1, P2, P3(current), P4, P5, P6
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A few weeks have pasts and you have been bounced around from Hashira to Hashira so the 12 kizuki won't find you and so far its worked.
You liked all of the Hashira but your favorite was Giyuu and Obanai. You liked how Giyuu didn't know how to take care of you so he let you do anything you wanted. Obanai hates you, you know that and love to 'bully' him.
For the next 2 weeks you will be with Rengoku. With Rengoku you felt like an actual child, it made you miss father even more.
currently the flamboyant (in in tengens words) Hashira was picking you up from the butterfly estate.
"Y/n, it's time to go." Rengoku called as you said goodbye to Shinobu who sent you off with a smile.
It sent chills up your spine.
The walk to Rengoku's house was mostly silent but you broke it with a question.
"It's been a while and I haven't even seen a demon do you think father doesn't care about me?"
His eyes widened as he thought of an appropriate answer (if they could). It was awkward to say the least.
'Probably should've stayed quiet.' You mentally groaned at the heavy silence.
"Your father strikes me as the strategic type, from what I've heard about him, he might be waiting for the right time. When your father does come for you..."
You drowned out his voice as you felt yourself tearing up. You missed your father, you missed the 12 kizuki. You'd run if you could but you didn't want to worry any of the hashira.
"...BUT I'M SURE HE LOVES AND MISSES YOU DEARLY."
Well, that got your attention.
"lets change the subject. Are you excited to go on a mission with me. We are investigating a train that is said to have a demon on it." He picked you up and threw you into the air making you laugh.
"YEAH."
He took you to his house to get ready. Shinjuro didn't let you in and watched you intensely from the front door.
"ALRIGHT LET'S GO Y/N."
On the way to the train you go. Rengoku was good company, he never treated you any differently because you were a demon. In his eyes you were still a child.
'Oh y/n what have you gotten yourself into.'
You'd recognize that voice from anywhere.
It was your father.
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hihi!
love your writings <3
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Blood demon art: Botanical Garden P1, P2(current), P3, P4, P5, P6
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Akaza had no idea how he was going to get you back and Doma wasn't helping in the slightest (obviously).
"So, Mr. screw-up how are you going to get back the little angel. Muzan seemed pretty pissed that you encouraged his on and only kid to go out and get captured." Doma snickered. He loved watching Akaza get mad especially if he was the reason.
"I DIDN'T 'encourage' THEM, THEY ASKED A QUESTION AND I ANSWERED. HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THEY WERE GOING TO ACTUALLY LEAVE."
Doma laughed at his outburst further angering Akaza to his boiling point. Akaza was mid jump before kokushibo caught him.
"You should focus on getting Y/n back not fighting."
*with y/n*
The kakushi that had found you decided to bring you to Kaguya's estate. You had no concept of time so you had no idea how long it's been since you've been gone.
Surely you father has noticed by now and is on the way to get you.
You were in a bamboo barrel still chained but at least the sun wasnt a threat.
Once you reached you destination you were thrown into a room, you thought you were in by yourself.
"Hello?" You called to not expecting a reply.
"Now who tied a child like that. Poor thing can't even move." A gently voice said. You normally would be shocked but your father taught you all he knew about the hashira.
Shinobu kocho. Butterfly hashira, shes not strong enough to behead a demon but her poison kill them.
She started to unravel you as you took in her features. You've been around demons all your life, it was weird to see such 'different' features.
"What's your name?"
"Y/n kibutsuji." You said as she finished unchaining you.
"Ah you have a monster as a father how is that like?" She asked.
no way she called your father a monster
"f-Father isn't a monster. He's intimidating." You got extremely defensive like you would pounce on her at any second.
If it were any other demon she would've killed you by now but since it was you she thought it was cute.
"Aww did I offend you I'm sorry to break it to you but your father is a monster." This time she said without a smile, looking you dead in the eyes.... She was scary.
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(Fatui Adopt Kaeya AU) Mission report
Reporting to your superior can be different when said superior is your adopted father. Kaeya and Pierro just do their own thing ig
Parade season has finally ended. I have been marching for around 2 weeks and I am so tired.
I'm sorry for that one request that I didn't do yet but I will do it some time soon.
Hey, i hope you're having a good day and taking care of yourself!! i see that the requests are open so i'd like to ask if you could write hc's about our shy boy Mob (Shigeo Kageyama) having a crush and dating a black girl please?
( ✧Д✧) YES!! as a fellow poc I love this
Sorry it took so long
Slight spoilers for s3
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you are a foreigner, but you had no trouble making friends.
For a long time, he had admired you from afar, as he did with Tsubomi
After he got rejected by Tsubomi he had gained self confidence
he started talking more and eventually he became friends with you
He never once overstepped your boundaries, never asked you about your background (like where exactly you were from)
He is very polite and is shy to ask you questions about your hair because he likes the style
Everyone around him could tell he liked you but you were completely oblivious
You danced around your feelings for each other for who knows how long
eventually Mob mustered up the courage to ask you out
"Big brother were you out with y/n again." Ritsu assumed from the love-sick grin on Shigeo's face.
You and Mob just started dating, barely even 2 months in and the two of you couldn't stay away from each other.
"Yeah, we went to the movies." He said while making his way to his room. "Good night."
"Night." He watched his brother go. He happy that his brother's life looks to be going in the right direction.
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In his room Shigeo was on the phone with you. His mom was on the other side of the door, she wasn't trying to eavesdrop but when Shigeo mentioned you, she couldn't help but listen in.
"I had so much fun Shigeo, thank you for Inviting me."
"Anytime Y/n. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Mob."
*click*
"The two of you are just adorable." His mother swooned scaring Mob off his bed.
"Mom!"
The man wonders if anyone knows about the existence of a private property law..
Heyo! Congrats on the 500 followers! Hope you've been doing well!
So haha, small idea for demon slayer, gn reader (demon or human doesn't matter) X shinobu, and they have a really bad habit of chering on their skin. It's so bad that the skin on their hands is basically non exsistant on some parts. (They never chew on their fingers, occasionally the do their thumb but yeah)
:> it's not intentional but it kinda just happens, you can make angst out of it, but I was thinking more just fluff of shinobu taking care of reader, maybe telling them off for biting themself so much.
Again, congrats of the 500
Thank you so much. I hope you have been doing well too.
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"You'll never get better if you don't stop" Shinobu scolded you. "Especially with those nails of yours."
Shinobu was applying an ointment she had just made for you in hopes it would get you to stop. It never did.
You've been like this since you were born.
After she was done applying the ointment, she cut you nails, much to your dismay, you started to feel itchy not even a minute later.
Shinobu was always so kind and gentle no matter how mad she was. She looked out for you, like an older sister. Scolded you like on too.
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"How many times do I have to tell you. Stop it. Your skin is already patched your just making it worse." Once again, she was putting ointment on you and rubbing it in.
You mocked her as she was focused on your arms.
"You could get infected. Do you understand me. Stop it." She pleaded looking deep into your eyes.
"I understand, I'll try not to do it again."
She really wanted you to stop.
You wish you would've listened.
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This continued for about a month. She would scold you while putting ointment on, you would mock her while she wasn't looking, and you'd go on about your day. A few weeks ago, you found that your hands arms and legs were getting worse.
Your usually red and scabbed skin was now blistering with green oozing from it.
Today you decided to ask Shinobu about it.
You went to look for Shinobu, finding her in her medicine room.
"Umm Shinobu do you know what's wrong with my arms." As you were presenting your arms to her you saw how her eyes widened.
She gently grabbed your arms and examined them. She took a deep breath before speaking
"You've got an infection. How long have you had it?"
You shrugged. She took another breath.
of course, she had noticed this for a while now, but she thought it would eventually go away. There is nothing good that comes from getting an infection like you have.
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She watched you closely for the past few days. Your skin got worse. It was starting to affect your way of living.
It was starting to affect your blood and lungs. You could barely breathe.
"Y/n how are you feeling?" Shinobu thought it would be best if you were on bed rest. You were far past treatable.
"I'm alright Shinobu, just hurts to breath." You smiled at her. You saw the sadness in her eyes. You knew what was coming and you knew it was coming soon.
"Thank you for looking out for me Shinobu, sorry I was so stubborn." You laid your head back for give yourself some sort of comfort. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes.
"y/n?"
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"Yn?"
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