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Maiden Of The Moon
Maiden of the Moon
What if Kokushibo had a pupil, whom he taught the original Moon Breathing before he deserted the Demon Slayer Corps?
Mochizuki Yua was born only for these reasons: To become a Hashira and make her family a respected one in the Demon Slayer Corps.
But if you only live for the expectations of others, who are YOU truly?
What will it take to find yourself?
A long, hard journey awaits.
The song Yua sings is the first opening from Demon Slayer Gurenge by Liisa. I thought it would be nice to have the opening as a real song in my fanfiction. ^^
Also, I Googled how long a rib takes to heal it's six weeks!
I don't know if the Mangaka intended to have the boys and Nezuko really for that long in the Wistaria Mansion since after EP 14 in EP 15 they were already healed up and it seemed to only have taken a few days.
That's why I decided to make a little slice-of-life chapter for these six weeks. Building foundation for relationships, future plot points, and etc.
I hope you will like it!
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Chapter 5: Songs so sweet and sorrow
Do you know the feeling when your body slowly wakes up? When the dream you had still clung to you and you start to feel your body again as hearing comes back.
This moment before fully being awake, when all seems so real and unreal at the same time?
Tanjiro was currently in this state.
A part of him knew he was waking up, another still was in the dream about the happy days he had with his family. Before blood and death and the pain of being left behind only Nezuko as the anchor to this world.
While he was like this he heard a soft and beautiful voice sing.
“Finally, you've given me
A reason to be strong
And we'll stand
Hand in hand
Till the end
As my body's shaking
The future is out there waiting
For me to grasp the light
That's trembling just like my hand
I gotta keep it safe from fading
That's all that I want”
He never heard a song like that. It touched something deep in his heart like whoever sang understood what he was going through.
“The subtle scent of midnight
I spent all thirty nights
I glare up at the stars
Staring into the sky
The path I see before me
I know only I can change it
That's all that I need
Finally, you've given me
A reason to be strong
And we'll stand
Hand in hand
Till the end”
Being strong, going hand and hand, till the end…it fit him and Nezuko so much. Tanjiro wanted to become stronger to protect Nezuko, to one day turn her back into a human. They decide to stay together, whatever may come, holding each other's hands tight.
He felt how a tear slipped down his closed eye.
“As my body's shaking
The future is out there waiting
For me to grasp the light
That's trembling just like my hand
I gotta keep it safe from fading
That's all that I want
The subtle scent of midnight
I spent all thirty nights
I glare up at the stars
Staring into the sky
The path I see before me
I know only I can change it
That's all that I need”
Slowly he opened his eyes, starting to wake up. The red-haired boy wanted to know who sang so breathtakingly heartfully.
What he saw first was Zenitsu, sitting up from his futon, his knees up and his arms around them, while his head rested on them. He stared with formal heart eyes into the corner of the room where Yua and Nezuko had slept.
After yesterday, when Tanjiro had explained to his fellow Slayers, his and Nezuko’s story, Yua had taken Nezuko without a second thought under her wing.
The older girl pulled out a fifth futon from the closet, put it beside her, and told them that his sister should sleep in a bed and not in her box.
Then Yua proceeds to dress Nezuko into one of the kimonos of the Wistaria Mansion, of course in the bathroom, and even put his sister's hair in a side braid, since apparently if you have long hair it’s best to braid it before going to sleep.
Tanjiro was happy that Nezuko liked the attention she received from the older girl. He swore his sister even purred at Yua at one point before they all settled down for the night.
Now in the morning he follow Zenitsu’s line of sight and saw Nezuko happily humming along, while Yua was behind her combing her hair.
It took a few seconds before Tanjiro realized the amazing singer was Yua.
A little surprised sound came out of his mouth, then suddenly a hand, Zenitsus, clapped over his mouth and hissed in his ear: “Don’t ruin this moment! I never heard such angelic singing and humming! Nezuko-Chan and Yua-Senpai are divine beings and we shall humbly listen to their singing!”
Not like Tanjiro wanted to interrupt, he just was surprised. When Nezuko was still human, she liked to sing while she worked on her needlework. It was amazing hearing the voice of his sister again.
Yua-Senpai was what surprised him.
From what he had learned of her and smelled…she was tough and rough, yet was loving and gentle to younger ones.
Singing so heartbreakingly beautiful, with such a melodious and soft voice…it nearly didn’t fit her.
Nearly.
Tanjiro had smelled the deep and strong insecurity in Yua-Senpai and the overwhelming smell of lostness.
She was complicated.
Maybe he could catch a moment today with her to talk and understand her better.
The midnight blue-haired beauty finished her singing and combing Nezuko’s hair.
“All done Nezuko-Chan.”, she said to her, fixing the elaborate braid she had made. “Now you are even prettier!”
The demon girl let out a cute squeal, touching her pretty braid in wonder. Then she turned and hugged the older girl.
Yua chuckled at this affectionate gesture, hugging the younger girl back.
“These two are so lovely!”, signed Zenitsu dreamily. “The most beautiful woman on this Earth.”
"Agatsuma, your words mean nothing to me."
Tanjiro could formally see the imagery giant boulder with Rejected written on it that falls on Zenitsu.
The blond cried out in sadness.
"Your voice is beautiful Yua-Senpai. It's something to be proud of.", told her Tanjiro honestly.
She made a little bow in his direction.
"Your words honor me, Kamado-San."
"That's so unfair!", wailed Zenitsu with tears streaming down his cheeks. "Why do you accept Tanjiro's compliment and not mine?!"
"Because Kamado-San doesn't try to get into my pants, Agatsuma.", deadpanned Yua, giving the cooing Nezuko head pats.
For that, Zenitsu got the major side eye from Tanjiro. He could smell that his new friend didn't have the purest thoughts.
The blond just wailed more and fell down on his futon.
Inosuke was the only one sleeping through all the noise.
The group of four Demon Slayers and a demon had created a rhythm in the days they stayed in the Wisteria Mansion to heal from their wounds.
Yua and Nezuko were always the first to wake up. Both girls took a bath together, then while Yua sang she combed Nezuko’s hair, giving her a new pretty hairstyle every day.
Zenitsu woke up from the singing, listening to it and still admiring both beautiful young women in their company.
Tanjiro was the next to wake up and always made sure to tell his sister how pretty she looked and complimented Yua's singing.
Inosuke was always the last to wake up, then they would have breakfast and try somehow to pass the day.
Was it telling each other stories from their childhoods or about their works as Demon Slayers.
Hisa was so nice to even give them a few board games and it was a struggle to help Inosuke to understand what board games where good for and why they were played.
In the Wisteria Mansion was a little library, so they read also. Yua even tried teaching Inosuke the basics. Even when the wild boy didn't want to, she just grabbed him by his ear and made him repeat the Hiragana Alphabet. Tanjiro tried to help too but with a more gentle approach.
One night while they enjoyed dinner Zenitsu joked that Yua was like the father of their group, while Tanjiro was the mother.
This made Tanjiro blush a little and then even more as the young woman just said: "I would marry Kamado, hell even Hashibira, before I would consider going on a date with you, Agatsuma!"
Zenitsu’s wails could be heard from Kilometers, meanwhile, Inosuke asked them what the heck marriage was and they spent the rest of the night explaining it to him.
The wild boy took this as a chance to rile up Zenitsu the following days more to remind him that the older lady would rather have him than even consider Zenitsu for a second.
Tanjiro and Yua had to break them apart, only Nezuko seemed to giggle cutely at the scene before her.
When all was calm again Yua deadpanned just at Tanjiro and said: "Our kids are terrors, husband."
Something like a squeak comes out of Tanjiro, his cheeks changing color. He wondered how the older girl could just say things like that without embarrassment.
It was only her smell that indicated that she was just messing around and didn't see him as her spouse.
The red-haired boy didn't get why he felt disappointed.
When they all felt better they started to help around the Mansion aka. Yua and Tanjiro had to force Inosuke to help around.
Currently Tanjiro was hanging up the wet clothes with Yua and realized that they finally where alone for a moment.
This was the chance to get her to know better.
"Yua-Senpai, can I ask you something?", he began.
"Sure, Kamado-San what is it?"
"I don't want to cross any border.", he assured her. "It's just been on my mind these last few weeks."
"You can tell me Kamado-San I can see from your Aura you have only pure intentions."
"Right…forgot that for a second…also, Yua-Senpai when you told us you wanted to be a Hashira…why did you smell so much of grief and sadness and anger?"
This stopped the young woman from her task to hang up the wet clothes.
Tanjiro smelled anxiety from her. Oh no, he didn't want to trouble her!
He couldn't even say sorry, as Yua hissed in fake anger, to hide her anxiety: "Kamado get your nose checked. I don’t feel like this about becoming a Hashira. It's an honor my family was skipped over for centuries, even with us being the strongest Slayers! It’s my duty and I'm proud to be the one to finally reach this goal!"
Maybe she could tell herself these lies, but the red-haired boy smelled the utter despair.
"Yua-Senpai, I see us as friends. I can smell your true feelings. It hurts me to see you in such anguish…did anybody ever ask you if you wanted to walk the path of a Demon Slayer?", he asked her, trying to keep his tears at bay.
The seventeen-year-old girl just stared straight ahead, still as a statue, a single tear rolling down her cheek.
"No…no one asked me.", she admitted in a broken voice. "But that’s not important, I have a duty to my family."
"But what about you?"
"Enough, Kamado, let’s never talk about this again."
With this, she turned and left him alone with the chore.
Yua knew she was being a coward, yet she couldn't handle Tanjiro's pure concern for her.
He was the first who ever asked her if she wanted to be a Demon Slayer.
She couldn't handle it.
Him and his gentle and kind Aura. It was a temptation to just…hug him, telling him all her worries.
He reminded her of Kioko, her mother.
This was not good.
It could lead her astray from her way to becoming a Hashira, to finally be accepted by her grandfather and the whole Demon Slayer Corps.
She had a duty. That's why she was born into this world.
To clean the name of Mochizuki from the sins of their forefathers.
Nothing else could matter.
Not even herself.
She was an instrument.
"The only wish I have left in this world is that you find your happiness in life, my blossom."
The last words of her mother, before her sickness killed her, came to Yua.
Her mother was like Tanjiro, a gentle soul who loved her and her father with a fiery passion.
Mother had fought tooth and nail against her grandfather. Kioko had wanted her to decide if she became a Demon Slayer or not…but after learning she was the only one who could use Moon Breathing it had been a lost fight.
But the midnight blue-haired girl remembered how often her mother would hold her, when she cried from the wounds in training, her Aura gently catching her.
Another tear escaped Yua, which she brushed away fast.
Tanjiro was dangerous. He would be easy to love, that was clear.
And love was the last thing Yua needed in her life.
Love wouldn't get her closer to being a Hashira.
Better stomp this seed before it could blossom.
So for the next few days, Yua kept her distance from Tanjiro.
Oh she would talk to him and they would rile in Zenitsu and Inosuke, but she did her hardest to not be alone with the redhead. She still took care of Nezuko, because she liked the demon girl. It was easier to love her since it was completely platonic.
Anyway even if she stayed distant from him, Tanjiro's words didn't leave her brain. It was a hard fight to ignore them.
More often than not Yua wished Sayoko would be here. She needed her cousin to bitch about the situation she was in. Sayoko would surely have an idea to fix this.
It was a mess.
So days and days pass, they healed, and they get back on their feet.
Soon it would be time for a new mission.
Hopefully, this would make Yua forget this emotional mess she was in.
One could only hope.
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The Fox and the Sun
Demon and Demon Slayer in one? A paradox, but you were the living proof. For two good centuries, you served the Demon Slayer Corps as the Fox-Hashira, only in your mind your revenge against the Demon King, who had made you a demon. It took a kind boy with the sun in his soul to remind yourself of your humanity. Fox-Demon!ReaderXTanjiro Kamado
I always forget to tell, but I made a drawing of how I image the reader aka. Inari, of course in the end you decide what to look like, but I just wanted to give you an idea.
Here is the link: https://www.deviantart.com/empressofthesun/art/Reader-The-Fox-Hashira-971290363
Chapter 3: Foxes and Butterflies
One good thing about living as long as you did, was that you collected a lot of money in your time as Demon Slayer.
80 years ago you bought this beautiful Mansion with a big garden. It was located in the same neighborhood as the Butterfly Mansion.
Humming a little melody under your breath you worked in your grand and beautiful garden. Butterflies and bees fly around, and birds chirping their songs.
It was an oasis of serenity.
You put the sunflowers in the basket beside you and then stood up. Cracking you spin, letting out a relaxed breath.
You were grateful for any day in the sun you could spend. Since you got immunity from it your cursed existence as a demon was more tolerable.
You could pretend more that you were human. Forgotten for a while all the gruesome things you have done in your long life.
Yet you could never truly forget.
The hunger for flesh and blood in you was strong.
You put a hand on your stomach and picked up your basket full of sunflowers.
Time to go over to the Butterfly Mansion and get your weekly blood supply from Shinobu.
Still humming you enter your mansion, going to your bedroom. You needed to change your dirty work kimono into something more presentable.
You didn’t know why…but you had the urge to look extra pretty today.
It was totally not because you could meet Tanjiro in the Butterfly Mansion and wanted to make a good impression on him.
No.
Perish that thought.
Anyway, you took a bath, styled your hair into an elaborate bun with a pretty cherry blossom hairclip, and put your white kimono with cherry blossoms and red Obi on.
When you also sprayed some perfume on yourself, you had to admit you were going beyond, what one did, when one visited a friend.
You looked ready for a date.
You made a grimace in the mirror.
Okay…maybe you wanted to impress Tanjiro. The boy hadn’t left your thoughts or more his eyes, these pretty red orbs, haunted you any waking hour.
This was not good.
You couldn’t start something with a human.
Casual flings were more your style, but this somehow, strangely felt more powerful.
You shook your head and took your basket of sunflowers.
Enough.
You just wanted to look pretty.
Nothing more.
And if Tanjiro blushed seeing you and got shy, you would eat it up but do nothing about it.
With that in mind, you made your way to Butterfly Mansion. You knocked and after a few seconds, Shinubo herself opened the door.
“Inari-Chan, good afternoon!”
“Good afternoon, Shinobu-Chan! May I enter?”
“Of course, of course, here for your blood supply.”
You nodded.
Shinobu smiled and lead you to her Examination Room/Office. There she gave you in another basket your blood bags, while you handed her one of your sunflowers.
This made your friend happy and she promised to find a vase as soon as possible.
You made a bit of small talk till Shinobu rightfully pointed out: “Ara, Ara, Inari-Chan, you look ready to go on a date who is the lucky man? Or woman?”
“I just felt like dressing up.”, you mumbled fighting your blush. “How are the Kamado Siblings?”
You didn’t like the knowing glint in the Insect Hashira’s eyes.
“Oh Tanjiro already started rehabilitation training and Nezuko sleeps most times of the day. Their friends Agatsuma Zenitsu and Hashibira Inosuke are healing as well and I’m sure Inosuke can join soon Tanjiro.”
“Oh, that’s good. Do you mind, if I look after Nezuko for a second and maybe greet the girls?”
Of course, this was okay and Shinobu lead you to Nezuko’s room before she return to her office with a cheeky wink in your direction. You stuck out your tongue at her.
Little brat!
You knocked at the door, calling out to Nezuko that you would be coming in. The room was dark, but you could see clearly.
Night Vision was only one of the perks of being practically half-fox.
Nezuko Box stand in the middle of the room, slowly it opened and the younger demon picked out her head, making a cute sound.
“Hello Nezuko-Chan.”, you cooed, stepping closer to her. “It’s me, Inari. I wanted to see how you were doing.”
She was now fully out of the box. Cute, she was as tall as a child and made grappy hands in your direction.
You had more of a lifetime experience with babies, toddlers, and children to know what she wanted.
So you picked her up and twirled her around.
Her pretty laugh could warm even the coldest heart, you were sure.
“All good with you baby girl?”
Nezuko made an agreeing sound, hugging your neck.
“The girls treat you nice?”
You stopped spinning and sat down with her on the bed. She nodded cutely.
“Ah, that’s good. Your brother is okay too?”
She made an adorable coo noise in agreement.
Aww, you could just eat her up. Precious baby girl.
You kissed her forehead, which made her giggle. Then you hugged her closer to yourself and swayed back and forth.
Nezuko cooed again, snuggling closer to you and seeming to enjoy greatly the affection you gave her.
You started to tell her random things, while she answered back in coo or giggles.
You don’t know how much time passed, just sitting with her, telling her nothing and all, but you found yourself laying with her on the bed, stroking her hair. Nezuko was nodding off and with a yawn, you decide to take a quick nap as well.
It was comforting to be in her presence.
The sun warmed your back as you climbed up the mountain. Under your snowboots, the snow made a satisfied crunching noise.
Your love told you, that he would come to visit you in the village, yet it burned terribly been away from him.
You couldn’t wait till you finally would be married.
You reached the small hut, his family called their home, greeting warmly your future in-laws, as his mother told you, he was off chopping firewood.
You thanked her, walking up to your beloved.
His pretty dark red hair shone in the sunlight.
Been cheeky, you put your hands on his eyes and asked who it was.
You heard him laugh, pretending to think, till he said your name.
For this, you gave him a kiss on the cheek.
He turned around and you were lost in his otherwordly red eyes.
He smiled that soft smile that only was reserved for you, hugging you to himself.
A happy sign left you.
You could stay forever like this…
“Inari-Sama?”
Someone called you.
Sleepy you opened your eyes, yawing loudly.
Huh, what a strange dream you had. You wonder what that meant.
“Inari-Sama, is anything all right with you?”
Finally, you were awake enough to understand what was going on.
You were in Nezuko’s room in the Butterfly Mansion. The younger demon gripping your kimono, still asleep beside you in the bed and Tanjiro was standing beside it.
…Tanjiro?!
You couldn’t help but blush, careful to not disturb Nezuko, you sat up to greet him.
“Oh hello Tanjiro-Kun, you are finished with your rehabilitation training that is good.”
“Yes, I wanted to see after Nezuko. I’m surprised but happy to see you Inari-Sama.”, he told you shyly. Gosh, he was adorable! “I couldn’t thank you for how you stood up for us before the other Hashira and that you protected Nezuko. Thank you.”
He bowed, and you wave it away, saying it was nothing and to please drop the Sama. You were fine with Inari.
The smile Tanjiro gave you should be illegal.
To not turn into a puddle of goo under his feet, you stroked Nezuko’s beautiful hair. The younger demon cooed in her sleep.
“It makes me happy, seeing Nezuko like this. She likes you very much Inari-San.”, told you Tanjiro, while he stroked his sister’s cheek.
“I like her very much too…it’s nice to have met another good demon like me. You can imagine my existence is really lonely.”, you admitted, fixing your bun.
So much to look ready for a date. Your hair was a catastrophe.
Tanjiro gave you such a heartful look, that you swore your heart stood still for a second. It was like he understood you.
“I’m sorry, Inari-San, but I’m also happy that you are here. I think it does Nezuko good having around another good demon.”
“Mmh, yeah.”
You looked at each other shyly with blushing cheeks.
Suddenly Nezuko sat up and would have hit your chin if you didn’t dodge.
“Oh, you are awake Nezuko!”, said Tanjiro happy.
His sister made now grappy hands at him and he took her in his arms.
Your heart was a pool of goo, seeing the two siblings interact with each other.
The older brother told his sister about his day, while she made cute noise in understanding.
You wished you had a camera to immortalize this sweet moment forever.
Sadly it was probably time to go for you. You still wanted to check on the girls.
So you stand up, fixing your kimono.
“I will leave you now.”, you told the Kamado siblings. Both looked devasted. “I still haven’t checked up on Kanao, Aoi, and the little girls. I didn’t mean to fall asleep with Nezuko.”
“Oh, if you must…It was nice seeing you Inari-San.”
Nezuko made something like a wail, reaching her hands out to you. You took her from Tanjiro’s arms, hugging her and kissing her chubby cheeks.
“Don’t worry, Kit, I will visit soon. Be a good sister for your brother.”
The younger demon cooed in agreement, as you put her down on the floor.
You took your basket and gave her a sunflower.
“This is for you.”
She made a happy sound, hugging the flower to herself.
“You are really kind, Inari-San.”
You gave Tanjiro a tiny smile, giving him also a sunflower. He blushed crimson red, staring at it in confusion and then at you.
“A sweet boy like you deserves a flower also.”
Where you flirting?
Probably.
Before you made more of a fool out of yourself you said your goodbye to the Kamado siblings and searched for Kanao, Aoi, and the girls.
Only Nezuko saw how her brother was red like a tomato, touching the sunflower like a precious thing, with a lovestruck smile on his face.
You were back home drinking a blood bag, while you read a book.
You should be sleeping, but the nap you took with Nezuko, had left you wide awake.
Not that you slept a lot.
You slept because you could, not because you needed it.
Your record was five hours per day.
Slurping the blood down, you wonder about the strange dream you had.
You never really dreamed.
And when you did it was a chaotic mess with no sense, yet this dream had been so clear, like a memory.
But you didn’t understand it for the life of you.
The boy you dreamed about, who had looked so much like Tanjiro, yet didn’t at the same time, was a mystery.
You never had seen him in your life.
Or at least you don’t remember it.
It was frustrating to have forgotten so much about your human life! Not for the first time you cursed out the Demon King.
One day, you would make him pay for all he did to you and your family.
Someday soon, hopefully.
You didn’t know if you could make it another century with Muzan still free to do as he pleased.
But maybe with Tanjiro and Nezuko on your side, it was finally time to end him.
Who knows?
You hoped with all your heart that this way you were going….you wouldn’t lose any more beloved people.
Yet you know deep down that it would be impossible. Some people would probably die if they faced Muzan.
You put your book on the night table and then began to pray.
“Goddess Inari, please help and guide us. Protect us in this war that will soon happen. Take my life for the life of my beloved people. Better me than them.”
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The Fox and the Sun Index
Demon and Demon Slayer in one? A paradox, but you were the living proof. For two good centuries, you served the Demon Slayer Corps as the Fox-Hashira, only in your mind your revenge against the Demon King, who had made you a demon. It took a kind boy with the sun in his soul to remind yourself of your humanity. Fox-Demon!ReaderXTanjiro Kamado
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
The Stick of Truth Index
Codename: Dovahkiin Part 1!
N.K. is angry at her parents. Not only did they move again, no, but they moved into a snowy hicktown named South Park! She was sure she would hate it there, yet surprisingly she gets to participate in the epic RPG the kids play and falls for the human princess and the elf king. Who is friend, who is foe and which side should she choose?
Main Pairing: New Kid/Kenny McCormick/Kyle Broflovski
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Epilogue
Ramble, Ramble, Ramble
I need to get something out of my chest.
I hate sometimes being an author.
Stories that you write with love and put a lot of thought into it get ignored and stories you thought randomly about at 3 a.m. are freacking well-loved, that even after you finish them, they still get comments or likes. *side-eyes Isekai'd as Chloe*
I noted also Reader Insert more loved than stories with OCs, I ask you why? WHY?
For us authors OCs are our kids, why don't you like my child, but as soon it's in the reader's perspective it's hot shit.
Currently, I want to write for Maiden of the Moon because I love my moon bunny Yua, I want to tell her story so much, but besides one person, no one commented on it.
Then we have The Fox and the Sun, which is really Mary-Sue if you think about it, Local Ex-Upper Demon is a Demon Slayer, overpowered, and will date sunshine child Tanjiro more at 11 p.m.
I bet if I made Maiden of the Moon a Reader too it would have been more liked.
What is this hate with OCs?
AN OC IS AN INVENTED CHARACTER OF A FAN AND THEY COULD NEVER DESTROY YOUR SACRED CANON SINCE IT'S A GODDAMN FAN CHARACTER IN A GODDAMN FANFICTION, A STORY WRITTEN BY A FAN WITH ABSOLUT NO POWER OVER THE ANIME/MANGA/MOVIE/TVSHOW/CARTON/COMIC/GAME/ETC.
I'm just...I don't get it!
I always loved OC, because, let's be real, most canon pairings suck, or canon is so stupid in a lot of things and needs someone to call out the bullcrap or canon ended so bad some needs to fix it.
I'm the strange one?
Like I want to really hear why Reader-Inserts can be the most Mary-Sue thing ever and all will eat it up, but a well-thought OC gets hate because they get shipped with a canon character, they change the storyline completely, they are the hero or etc.?
What is the difference?
What?
Also, pro-tip from an author if you love a story.....THEN COMMENT ON IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AUTHORS NEED COMMENTS LIKE FOOD, HOW THE HECK SHOULD WE KNOW YOU LOVE OUR STORY AND WANT MORE IF YOU DON'T TELL US. A LITTLE SMILEY-EMOJI IS ENOUGH. WE ARE AUTHORS WE WILL INTERPRET EVEN INCORRECT KEYSMASH AS SOMETHING POSITIVE.
Well more I don't have to say.
Have a nice day/night!
Obaa-Chan VS Uselessness Index
Sakura Haruno is and was a character who divided the Naruto Fandom. The most common argument against her was that she was useless. Now what one shall do if you are reborn as her? Our elderly MC for sure will do anything, do not be her!
Or:
An 85-year-old granny and Naruto Fan gets reborn into the Shinobi world as Sakura Haruno. Rejected canon and modeled herself after Mitsuri Kanroji from Demon Slayer.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2