“your Nose Is Running Again.”
“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.
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Hii I totally understand if writing this isn’t really your thing-
but I don’t see a lotta Dimple love when it comes to fics and I’d really love to see maybe some Dimple comforting reader- or at least trying his best to?
It could be regular Dimple or security guard!Dimple :)
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Today felt like the worst day of your life.
First you woke up late for school, then you nearly got hit by truck-kun and dropped your lunch.
When you got to school there was a pop quiz in (worst subject). After the series of unfortunate events you met up with your friend mob for lunch.
Mob was nice enough to share his lunch with you when dimple showed up.
Like him you had powers and you could see the floating green orb.
"Wow what's up with you. You look like a tornado hit ya." Dimple said as you scoffed and didn't reply.
Seeing your reaction, dimple knew something was actually wrong.
"See you later mob, I'm gonna head to class early." You said not waiting you a reply as you walked away.
Dimple followed you. For the rest of the day he was like a guardian angel.
In class although you ignored him he gave you the right answers when the teacher called on you
He stole gave you money when you realized you were low on cash
He hyped you up for literally taking a step forward
and more
he got you to smile and laugh for the rest of the day until you were back at home.
Although dimple doesn't get a lot of recognition he does a lot for you and your thankful.
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what if the hashiras meeting a Reader who's a special half demon his mother was turned but died during childbirth and Reader gained all the powers of a demon with none of the weaknesses and now he hunts demons
So sorry for the wait. I have not forgotten about the other requests but I did forget they were on this account so that's my bad😔.
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You walked the earth as a normal human. The sunlight didn't effect you, the need for human flesh didn't either, but your eyes we're a dead giveaway.
They shine with a (e/c) gleam that screamed 'demon'.
You grew up in a house with your father. He was a demon but he never acted like one aside from the need for blood. The village saw your father as dangerous but you were just a child in their eyes.
On night you father lost all humanity he had and massacred most of the village. You had never seen an actual demon but seeing your father, you started to grasp why everyone was so weary of him.
You watched as they killed him. He reached out for you but you just stood there. Watching with tears in your eyes.
The few that survived decided it was better if you left. They didn't want to to take the chance of you turning too.
'Being alone isn't so bad' you lied to yourself. It was torture, you took your emotions out on every demon you saw. Weather it be anger, sadness, jealousy, it didn't matter.
'We should've killed you when found out what you were'
'Your a monster'
'You never belonged here'
Their voices haunted you, but you couldn't blame them. They were scared. You were too.
You never wanted to be a demon, so you did everything in your power to act human.
Unfortunately you were found out by the butterfly hashira when a lower rank saw you take a heavy hit.
She was pleasant to be around even when she knew you were a demon. When she confronted you about it you told her everything you knew about your demon counterpart.
Your blood demon art.
First Phase: Pain killer (passive)
it allows anyone or any demon around you to feel the pain what you feel until your pain stops. It activates whe
Second Phase: breaking point (active)
While your aponent is in pain and you've regenerated you can absorb their energy and use it against them. If they are demons you can copy their demon art, if they are slayers you can copy their style if you use a sword.
You agreed to tell the rest if the hashira.
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You were escorted by a kokushi to be put on trail for your life.
"Are you sure it's a demon. It can stay in the sun without consequence." A slayer sitting high in a tree with a snake said as you arrived with the kokushi.
"Yes sir, he can regenerate and doesn't die from normal attacks on him." The kokushi bowed to them. "But his-" they weren't able to finish as you were grabbed away very roughly by the wind hashira.
He held you by your hair and put his sword to your throat.
"Let's see it.”
“WAIT DON’T-” You screamed as he cut your head off. They all watch as your head disintegrates and your body falls lifeless.
After a few minutes your body starts to regenerate, excruciating sounds similar to screaming can be heard for miles as your blood demon art activates.
The first to be affected by it was Mitsuri and Tengen, they both cover their ears in pain, soon the rest follows. The pain was similar to getting your head ripped off nerve by nerve.
The sound doesn’t effect Kyojuro as much as the other seeing as he busted his eardrums but even with busted eardrums he felt the pain.
when your head was fully regenerated the sound stopped and you panted with your head down in exhaustion. Looking up from the ground you see the hashira with their hand still covering their ears. You didn’t even notice Kagaya and his children sit on the engawa completely unbothered by what happened.
“My children what has happened.” He said.
'It didn't effect them?' you thought to yourself.
“I’m sorry sir I tried to warn master sanemi about Y/n’s blood demon art." The kokushi bowed many times to master kagaya.
"It's fine, I hope everyone wasn't hurt to badly." He replied looking up at the hashira gripping their head except for Kyojuro.
"WE ARE FINE MASTER." He said enthusiastically making the other groan.
"Please don't yell Kyo, if you couldn't tell the rest of us are in pain." Tengen groaned. Kyojuro chuckled while patting his back over mitsuri's head.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause any trouble." The kokushi helped you up while you talked.
"You didn't. Sanemi is a wild card, you couldn't have known what he was going to do. Now to the problem at hand. What are we going to do with Y/n." He said with his usual smile even though it's a grim topic. "Y/n what is your story."
"I lived in a village until it was attacked by demons. The villager thought it was my fault and kicked me out. I've killed every demon I've come across, I'll never kill or eat humans. My father taught me my morals." You said looking kagaya in the eye.
"Seeing as one demon is among us with no problem I don't see why we can't accept another, especially one who doesn't seem to want to hurt us!" Rengoku exclaimed not as loud this time but still loud enough to make tengen shudder. By now tengen was the only one still in pain.
"A demon is a demon soon enough it will have to eat, who knows who it'll kill." The snake hashira said. You hated the way he refered to you as it instead of a person.
"Well we've seen a demon who is capable of protecting others, I just want to keep a close eye on him." Shinobu said. After she said that it was a moment of pregnant silence before someone decided to speak again.
"I'll vouch for him. I believe we could learn from him. He's half human after all." Shinobu said with a raised hand. Everyone was shocked. "He stayed at the butterfly estate for 2 weeks and hasn't shown any signs of demon tendencies. In fact he was been a wonderful guest." She said smiling to you.
"Well then does any one object to shinobu monitoring Y/n." Nobody said anything. "Hmm, Y/n will be under the watchful of shinobu."
You life is now in shinobu's hands.
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Life with Shinobu was like a breath of fresh air. She taught you how to wield a sword properly, how to treat wound, and how to make medicine and poison.
Now you were an official demon slayer.
You fell off my radar unfortunately, but I remembered! Hope you'll do well this year. 🍀
I know these last few months have been hard but I'm trying to get back into writing. I hope you're doing well this year too
kaeya being everybodys big brother :)! plus him with his own
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❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝗇𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗋𝗌. (𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍)
{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗆𝖺𝗃𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁. }
Soo I read somewhere that old war nurses were told to never show their negative emotions when the soldiers were dying sooo lemme present to you…
Izuku who bursts through your door, hand barely covering the fist sized hole overtaking his abdomen, splotches of blood paints his deathly paling face and as he tries to speak a spurt of blood leaves his mouth and he coughs.
You frantically led him towards your couch, he’s been like this for too long he doesn’t have much time left and you know this, but mentally your brain isn’t ready.
You’re trying to calm yourself and check him out, then you hear him speak. “‘M sorry bout the mess was ‘posed t’ come home earlier.” A trail of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, he doesn’t have much time left you try to remind yourself putting on an act as you both sit on the couch.
Your eyes glossy, lips slightly trembling as you clear your throat, he doesn’t need to see you like this. “A-ah y-yea baby it’s fine, you came back home. That’s all that matters.”
He softly smiles and you mimic him, your tear ducts filling. “O-oh d-did you get a c-chance to make dinner?” He coughs violently, your eyes widened at the amount of blood that now covers his scarred, busted palm. “Sorry love b-but I-im feeling kinda sleepy.”
His eyes have lost their shine, the tears now flood down your face silently, your lips managed a mangled smile, he really doesn’t have much time left. He looks up still coherent enough to see your tears.
“Why’re ya c-crying love?” You shook your head from side to side kissing his forehead a few tears falling on him. “‘M just happy you’re home baby.” A mix of a laugh sob left your mouth as he mutters a soft ‘oh.’
You can tell he’s getting weaker, his arms laid by his side and he felt heavier, you cradled his head kissing his cheek, you see him try to form a smile. You don’t mind the burgundy/crimson liquid leading from the front door, pooling on the couch as you situated his nearly lifeless body on the couch, his head in your lap he let out a sound of comfort looking up at your smile, his face feels so heavy to him but he’s sure he’s smiling back.
“You’re so pretty…I love you.” You struggle to choke back a sob as more tears fell. “T-thank you baby I love you too. U-um how bout you t-take a nap I’ll w-wake you when dinner’s ready h-hmm? H-how that sound?”
He feels you kiss his lips feeling himself fading as he tries to nod he lets a soft ‘okay’ letting out a sigh of relief as he’s finally able to rest his heavy burning eyes.
Five minutes of shock passes through you and you tremble and wail, your now cold lover dead in your lap, a perspicuously faint smile on his face.
𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅
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Hi I can order a Hc for Father's Day, for the Hashiras, how would they celebrate this date with their father?
An: for some fathers I go with their occupation from other fics.
Mitsuri's ff is a Baker.
Giyuu and Rengoku's is a retired hashira.
Shinobu's is a doctor.
Obanai, muichirou, sanemi and tengen are people from their past.
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Obanai
Doesn't know what you'll like so he gets you food that mitsuri suggested
Kaburamaru stays around your neck all day
You also get a super rare hug
It lasts for about 30 seconds before he pulls away
Although he doesn't show it he really care
Muichirou
He forgot.
Which you didn't mind cause he was really sorry about it.
You both go out to eat a day after fathers day
Something is always better than nothing
On the chance that he does remember your so proud of him
Mitsuri
Tries to bake for you
You end up helping her bake
Turns into a tradition
You both bake together then eat it
Sometimes rengoku comes with a gift
Shinobu
Gets you to take break from work (for less than a day cause you won't allow it for to long)
Gets Aoi, kanae and the girls to get you a gift
You don't care what it is because you'll like it anyway
Probably one of the only times she's called you dad
Makes your heart melt
Tengen
Him and his wives prepare a big feast
"A flamboyant dinner for a flamboyant father" in his words
You are spoiled
Fathers day is more of a fathers weekend
Brings out his finest sake
Giyuu
He cleans/sharpens your now dull blade
If there is anything you want, you don't even have to ask cause he already has it
He's not the best with talking (An: me neither bud🥲) but his actions speak louder than words
Rengoku
The Rengoku's and you would be sat around a table eating, drinking(not Senjuro of course), and just talking
It was a bit awkward at first
But year after year it got more comfortable
Sanemi
Might be the one day when genya and sanemi are getting along
They both do whatever you ask with little to no back talk
They both cook while you try and keep the kitchen clean
Your proud of them for trying to do something together for fathers day (even if it turned into a disaster) and you make sure they know it
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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
◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ I'm glad you liked it
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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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CouldI was looking at your other account and I liked the headcanons of the father figure(kny)and I wanted to ask for one. the father who is someone more sentimental but his face is stoic. It's like you see him from afar and you feel that he's rude until you talk to him and he talks to you very happy and with a big smile. Thank u for this
An: for the fathers I go with their occupation from other fics.
Mitsuri's ff is a Baker. Giyuu and Rengoku's is a retired hashira. Shinobu's is a doctor. Obanai, muichirou, sanemi and tengen are people from their past.
Some of them takes place during the training arc
Demon slayer masterlist
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Tengen thinks that your intimidating aura is flashy
Makio is similar to Tengen but she wised you had the attitude to match your face
Suma makes you laugh a lot and doesn't understand how anyone can even think you could be rude
Hina thinks you're the sweetest man she's met
Hashira training is harsh and Tengen was working the young slayers to the bone. You were helping Hina, Makio and Suma cook/distribute the food.
As you made your way around passing out food, the chatter died down. You didn't notice but what you did notice was Tanjiro talking in a group.
His eyes beamed when they met yours. You walked over making the boys shiver away from you.
"L/n is nice to see you again."
"You to Tanjiro." You gave him a soft smile, "Would you like some more."
"Yes, please." He offered his bowl.
"Y/n yours supposed to be working not talking." Tengen called out to you. You ignored him and turned to the trainies aroudn you.
"Did you boys eat your fill?"
They all nodded and you said your goodbyes. as you were walking away you heard the boys quietly bumbard Tanjiro with questions.
"How are you not scared of him?
"You talk so causally with him, I'm jelous."
"How'd you get him to smile?"
You laughed to yourself.
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I can see Kyojuro practicing smiling with you so that, in his words, it becomes natural
Ubuyashiki jokes about you getting your unfriendly vibes from being around Shinjuro
Senjuro doesn't think you're intimidating but he's bias
You Senjuro and Kyojuro were at the market buying things for dinner. It's always nice to get out of the house every once in a while and the villagers are very kind, especially since the Rengoku family is known slayers.
On this particular outing a group of kids (5 or 6 of them) were playing around the food booths. As Senjuro was picking out ripe fruit you watched as one of the smaller kids stopped playing and went to the closest stand, coincidentally the one you were at, and attempt to grab as much as they could.
You stopped them by grabbing anything and leaned down to their height.
"You and your friends have a nice distraction but stealing isn't okay so how about we pay for this huh." You tried to smile like Kyojuro taught you but it made you the kid cry instead.
You were flushed as you tried to get the kid to calm down, their friends came to see what was the problem but when you turned to them with a helpless expression they cautiously apporached you.
You look at the crying child, "There no need to cry." You turn to the group of kids, "and there's no need to steal. Grab whatever you need and I'll pay for it."
At that you and the group of kids went stall to stall buying enough food for them and their families.
One the walk back to the house.
"I think you handled that well. I mean only one kid cried." Kyojuro patted your back.
"ONLY ONE?"
"Its better than all of them crying right?"Senjuro chimed in.
You sighed, "I guess."
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Obanai thinks you have a screw loose
You can act tuff and scary but you're literally a golden retriever
Obanai had just gotten back from eating out with Mitsuri to find you passed out, bleeding from the head while Kakushi fussed over you.
He rushed over to find out what happened but when he saw the look on your face he wanted to walk away.
You had a stupidly wide smile on your face as you held onto a broken tree branch.
"I don't know what happened I went to go make tea when I heard a thud. I'm so sorry Mr. Obanani." They cried but Obanai ignored them.
"What did you do." He questioned.
"I saw that a bird had fallen out of its nest so I put it back but on my way down the branch broke." You confessed still smilling like an idiot.
"Take him to Shinobu." He sighed as he looked up at the tree you fell from to see the mama bird staring back at him.
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I honestly find Sanemi to be nice but in a brutally honest mean way ya know?
Genya likes having you around, especially when Sanemi is around
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Mui doesn't say much about but he would compare you to a sting-ray
You are pretty to look at and harmless as long as no one hits are one nerve that only he can
"Oh Mui, be nice to them they look exhausted." You said, "Just cause Tanjiro isn't here doesn't mean you can bully them." It was the end of the day and the trainers were washing up.
"Its training, They'll be fine if they're strong enough."
You sighed and patted Mui on the back before checking on the trainees.
"Are you boys okay?"
"We're fine, sir."
"Are you sure?"
It looked like a few of them wanted to say something but they decided to keep their mouth shut.
"Then I guess none of you would like these sweets courtesy of the love hashira." You gestured to a cart full of treats. In an instant, they surrounded the cart and ate their fill.
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twins
that's all I have to say
Giyuu was being followed by Tanjiro all day. You were asleep when he burst in your room asking for help.
"Y/n please help me." He shook you awake. You yawn and rolled over, clinging to sleep.
"Good morning, L/n." An enthusiastic voice called from your door causing you to shoot up. Looking over to Giyuu you mouthed 'he's still here' before getting up and opening your door.
"Good morning, forgive me for my appearance I didn't expect you here again." You blocked his view of your room with his body.
"You seem tired, sorry for bothering you."
"Oh, you're never a bother. Here for Giyuu?" You smiled.
"Yeah but I haven't seen him yet."
"Why don't you wait in the front I'm sure He'll show up sooner or later."
"Okay, thank you."
You watched a Tanjiro wobbled to the entrance of the estate. You gently closed your door and turned to giyuu.
"Seriously. You can't just talk to him." Your face dropped.
"He's persistent."
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Shinobu likes that fact that your scary because no one has the balls to aruge with you about treatment
Aoi likes when you come to help for the same reason.
"Oto-san, can you help Aoi in the infirmary?" Shinobu said knocking on your door.
Sighing you stopped what you were doing and got presentable.
"Of course, how many slayers are there?"
"Full house."
"What happened to them?" You gasped as the two of you walked to the infirmary.
"Most of them are from Sanemi and Obanai's training."
"I'm gonna strangle those two." You hissed as you opened the door to the infirmary.
Shinobu is scary all by herself but the two of you together is suffocating.
"Good you're here. Please help." Aoi begged. You laughed as you watched the triplets go around with trays of medicine and got to work.
You handled everything with care and precision, Unfortunately, when you were focused you had an RBF. The trainees knew they were in good hands but they couldn't help but feel nervous around you.
As you said goodnight to everyone you smiled and wished them well.
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Mitsuri had only seen you mad once and that was when she got her uniform
"Y/N I FOUND A STRAY KITTY." Kanroji burst into your bakery with the kitten wrapped in her haori.
"Aw poor thing." You cooed as you wiped your hands on your apron, then took it off. You carefully took the small thing into your arms and brought it to an empty table in the dining area.
The cat was huffing like a dog. It was overheated.
You quickly got it some water in a dish.
As the day went on, you and Kanroji watched over the cat as it slowly gained the strength to walk again.
"So what are you gonna do with it?" She asked as it purred in your lap.
"I'll keep em." You smiled as your patrons watched the adorable scene, silently waiting for you to take their orders. They wouldn't dare say it tho.
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