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-ˋˏ ༻demons༺ ˎˊ- kny x reader

✰“hey, __, what do you think a world without demons would be like?” a Taisho era vs. Present au, (a random idea I had)

✰additional tags: kny hashira’s x reader, gn! reader, mentions of death, mentions of blood, reader or character death, (depending on the character), not proof read for mistakes, spoilers for the infinity castle arc!!

✰character order: Tomioka Giyuu, Obanai Iguro, Shinazugawa Sanemi, Tokito Muichiro, (only included the characters I had idea’s for :)

“it’s all for you, everything i do. i tell you all the time, heaven is a place on earth with you.” -Lana Del Rey

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˚ʚtomioka giyuuɞ˚ | ˚ʚbefore the battleɞ˚

❥giyuu didn’t know how to respond to such a question. A world without demons? Half of him always remained hopeful, even if it didn’t seem like it. He wanted to believe muzan’s rein would come to and end. The other half couldn’t help but believe that something bad and irreversible would happen during the planned battle with Muzan. The one all the demon slayers had been preparing for.

♥“a world without demons seems peaceful. And it’d be even better with you by my side.” Giyuu muttered, answering your question. You felt his hand squeeze yours gently as the two of you continued laying comfortably in his estate, resting on a futon together as you played with his hair using your free hand.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚduring the battleɞ˚

❥giyuu had a horrible feeling before the battle. The two of you had accidentally parted ways while making your way into the infinity castle. Tomioka found himself going against upper three alongside tanjiro. You ended up going against upper two. Before you knew it, you found yourself pushing Kanao from getting killed by upper two. You took her place. Just as she was about to get killed, you took her place. Upper three had passed away soon after. Before he knew it, his kasugai crow came, announcing your death while protecting the insect Hashira’s young tsugoku. It was her you. You chose yourself.

♥he found himself frozen in place the moment your name fell out of the crows mouth. It hurt more than the wounds covering every last inch of his body. He did it yet again. He failed to protect another person he cared so deeply for. He failed to protect the love of his life. And he knew this horrible feeling wouldn’t just stay now, in the moment. He knew it would stick with him forever.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚa new lifeɞ˚

❥giyuu didn’t fully comprehend the feeling he felt whenever he saw you. You had simply been so beautiful. It sounded corny to say he was a teacher that fell for another teacher. But it was the truth. In fact, it had been love at first sight. Something he truly never believed in. Until he met you. He himself felt a deep connection to you. As if he had met you before. He knew it all must be silly, though.

♥even before he knew much about you, even when he had first met you, giyuu had felt he’d known you all his life. You had somehow felt the exact same way. Giyuu’s love for you only grew from there. Whenever he was with you he felt truly alive. He felt he’d have to protect you with his own life if anything were to happen to you. And he gladly would. Something felt wrong about you being in any danger. A feeling his past self knew all too well.

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˚ʚiguro obanaiɞ˚ | ˚ʚbefore the battleɞ˚

❥obanai remains confused at your question. A world without demons had seemed like such a non-existent world despite him becoming a demon slayer to get rid of them. It all seemed unlikely. At least, he couldn’t see himself living in a world like that. Only if you were there with him would it then all make sense.

♥iguro soon found himself smiling under his mask at your enthusiastic face, thinking of a demon-less world yourself. The idea seemed foreign, sure, but it was worth believing. “I don’t care if demons exist or not. As long as you exist I’m fine.” Obanai finally replied after his long thought process. Your face turned a light shade of red at his words. You found yourself burying your face into the crook of his neck as he gently hugged you.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚduring the battleɞ˚

❥obanai and you fighting side by side was something the two of you had both grown used to. Neither of you at all believed it was the last time you would fight together. It was a deadly situation. But becoming a demon slayer meant sacrificing your life for others. And as a hashira, the statement held much more meaning. You didn’t want this to be the end. You wanted to leave happily with the serpent pillar in this lifetime, though that was obviously not going to happen. No matter how hard you wished.

♥obanai had a tight hold on your body. You had both been slowly slipping out of consciousness. You were both to die soon. Yet he held you with so much strength. He muttered apologies to you as tears flowed out of his eyes. Tear after tear. “my love . . . it’s not your fault. I’m glad that I can at least be in your arms one last time.” You could hear his choked sobs. You heard one last, “I love you” come from his mouth before you fell lifeless, him soon passing away as well.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚa new lifeɞ˚

❥obanai fell for you fast. And he hated it. He hated how much he loved and cared for you. Especially how protective he was with you. But you had been just the same. Obanai felt something around you he’d never felt with anyone else before. He felt as if he’s known you since forever. In reality, he first met you when he took the position as a teacher in the kimetsu high school. If anything, he wishes he met you sooner.

♥he doesn’t know why, but it’s holding you in his arms that he loves and enjoys the most. It feels phenomenal. And it’s the way you care for him he also enjoy. You never judge him for his mask, or his harsh personality. You treat him with such kindness. And some words you say to him feel so familiar, bringing an odd feeling to him. He never hates the feeling.

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˚ʚshinazugawa sanemiɞ˚ | ˚ʚbefore the battleɞ˚

❥sanemi had seen the question as foolish, even though he knew it wasn’t meant to be. The demon slayer corps was there to ensure the end of demons. But he soon noticed the unhopeful look in your eyes as the question slipped out or your mouth. “I’m sure we’ll kill Kibutsuji. Together.” Sanemi reassured you as you only gave him a nod.

♥no matter how much shinazugawa had assured you, that sinking feeling in your stomach wouldn’t leave. As a hashira, you were e tasked with helping other demon slayers train. You didn’t mind it at all until slowly, the demon slayers began bringing up the battle with Muzan more often. Every time the battle was mentioned, your stomach sank and your mood dropped. But you didn’t understand why. Sanemi told you everything was going to be okay. So you tried to remain hopeful.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚduring the battleɞ˚

❥sanemi had lost his little brother. You and Genya had been the only two people he had left. And yet Genya had died. And it broke his heart. But he made sure he would find you and let nothing bad happen to you. His Kasugai crow was nowhere to be seen so he didn’t receive any news about you. In a way, it didn’t matter. He was too late but he didn’t know that.

♥they had defeated muzan. They saved Tanjiro. And although sanemi hadn’t seen you since you both had parted ways to fight different opponents, he still searched frantically for you, expecting for you to show up. But you didn’t. Tears brimmed his eyes but he refused to accept it. Until he felt a hand on his left shoulder. He turned his head in that direction and saw Giyuu, who silently crying while shaking his head. You had fought by giyuu. But you had suffered with multiple injuries after taking the fall so many times. It resulted in blood loss.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚa new lifeɞ˚

❥sanemi, when he first met you, felt as if he had been complete. Like a missing part of him had been restored. He didn’t know what the feeling was and he didn’t know how to explain it. It was as if something that had been taken from him was given back and presented right in front of him. He had fallen for you. And he had fallen hard. It seemed unusual for such a person like himself to suffer from love at first sight. Yet it happened. But it didn’t matter. You loved him just as he loved you.

♥you had an affect on him that he didn’t at all understand. That in reality, no one understood. He had treated you so differently from anyone else and always had a look of admiration in his eyes whenever he was with you. He never raised his voice at you as he did everybody else. He loved you. And he didn’t ever want to lose you. Not again.

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˚ʚtokito muichiroɞ˚ | ˚ʚbefore the battleɞ˚

❥muichiro often said random things when laying on the soft grass with you while cloud gazing. He had asked you what you thought of when it came to a world without demons. It was on odd question that you thought of for a short while. Muichiro brought his attention off the clouds and over to you. “I’m sure it’s a world of we can see soon.” Muichiro answered himself with a smile noticing you didn’t know what to say. You smiled back at him.

♥the mist pillar soon found his hand make its way towards your own. You gladly held his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. It wasn’t worth over thinking the upcoming battle with muzan. It was better to accept the heartwarming moments happening now. But sooner or later, you’d both have to accept those moments are soon coming to an end.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚduring the battleɞ˚

❥muichiro certainly didn’t expect to encounter upper moon one. Yet there he was, fighting by your side, just the two of you. It seemed hopeless. You were both covered with fatal injuries. Even when Genya had came to help, nothing seemed to work. Before you knew it, the stone pillar and the wind pillar came as well. But it was too late. Both you and Muichiro were sitting together on the floor as he hugged you tightly, knowing you would die before him. He didn’t want this to happen. He was fine with dying. But he didn’t want you to die.

♥you had begun crying while in his arms as the other three continued fighting. Muichiro repeatedly muttered about how much he loved you, his hold on you getting tighter by the second. “I’ll adore you and cherish you forever, y/n. Just as I did in this life. No matter what I’ll always love you.” Before you knew it, the two of you had slipped into an unconscious state. Gyomei soon walked over, placing his bloody green haori over your two bodies, tears leaving his eyes as he wished you both to rest peacefully.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚa new lifeɞ˚

❥muichiro at first didn’t know much about you. At least he didn’t think he did. Yet when he spoke to you for the first time in one of his classes, he was convinced he knew you since the beginning of time. Your voice soothed him and everything about you was so mesmerizing. He didn’t often cling to others. But then he met you and found himself by your side all the time, no matter what.

♥with only a few days of knowing you, he fell for you. Surprisingly even his brother found himself growing fond of your company. He enjoyed how happy you made Muichiro. Muichiro being with you was a drastic change. Like a lost puppy following you every single place you go, and not at all wanting you to be away from you. He kept his promise. He’ll love you in every life he lives.

a/n: kinda felt like a writing some angst mixed with fluff. I don’t really do well with angst so I hope this was good. Anyways, some taisho secrets! ⇩

Taisho Secret with Giyuu: shinobu soon caught onto your relationship with giyuu and she began teasing him, saying that with how protective he is of you, she’s sure you were lovers in your past life.

Taisho Secret with Obanai: you and him got married when you still teaching in the high school. Once the students found out, they called you two the parents of the school.

Taisho Secret with Sanemi: after yours and his brothers death, sanemi suffered from depression and every night found himself thinking of you two. He hung pictures of you all over his estate as a way of grieving.

Taisho Secret with Muichiro: your body, along with Muichiro’s, was never found. But despite being lost in the infinity castle, your body remained together.

𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗧 | 𝗺𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝗸𝗶𝘁𝗼

having you face the toughest battles during your period, the only thing you needed is your boyfriend, muichiro.

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: muichiro tokito x afab!reader

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁: pure fluff, you and mui are aged up!, this is a headcanon on how he would be if his s/o is having their period tbh, self-indulgent, mentions of blood, alternate universe (modern), muichiro being the light of your world & the best boyfriend.

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 1,250

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: currently having the worse period i’ve experienced in my whole life :,( been getting a lot of comfort in muichiro lately too, so i wrote this to make me feel better :) enjoy! <3

This whole thing is a misery.

Every corner of your room is in a pit of darkness.

Curtains closed, lights are off, door is locked.

To say that you’re in pain is just an understatement.

You’re in a state of agony.

Your blood was already draining out of your body, making you pale and weak. You couldn’t even move on your bed without feeling blood gushing out.

As if that wasn’t enough suffering, you feel too nauseous and sick to even do anything.

Have you eaten? Crossed out.

Have you freshen up? Crossed out.

Do you feel like vomiting? Check.

Do you feel every part of your body is sore? Check.

The immense wave of pain of your period cramps was your last straw. You were sure enough that you are dying.

You grunt in pain, moving your hand from hugging your pillow, to clutching your stomach.

Until you heard a knock on your door…

“Hey, are you in there?”

You couldn’t even answer. The pain from your cramps was overwhelming your whole body.

You heard the knock again. There was a pause for a moment, then you hear him talk, again.

“I’m coming in”

You hear the twist of the doorknob, followed by the creaks of your door being opened—then closed.

“It took me a while to get all the things you needed, sorry.”

You lift your head from your pillow to look at him.

Your eyes are slightly blinded as the lights are already opened but then there here he was, standing near your bed, holding paper bags with what it seems like it’s filled with necessities.

“Mui…”

You try to stand up from you bed with the remaining strength you have. Muichiro put down all the paper bags on your bedside table, proceeding to help you sit on your bed.

“Sorry, I messaged you knowing you were out.” You said to him with worn out voice, in which he only gave you a peck on the forehead in response.

“Drink some water first, you look dehydrated…”

He went back to the table to unpack all the things he has gotten for you.

Truth be told, you get a little worried during times like this. Knowing your boyfriend, he tends to forget things most of the time.

With his forgetful persona, you sometimes wonder how he still manage to always know what to do when you are in a state like this.

Like how he remembers the meals you want…

“Here… This was your craving a week ago, but eat up, you look paler.”

How he remembers all the things you prefer…

“I’ve bought you pads… Without the wings, since that brings you discomfort.”

How he remembers the things that would make you feel better…

“I also got you painkillers and hot compress, these would make you feel at ease.”

Or how he even remembers all the things you love…

“Oh, and here’s a bag full of your favorite snacks, too. Eat as much as you’d like.”

Gestures of Muichiro like this really makes you question it.

Maybe because having done this before, he already knows what to do?

Not that you complain, no.

You really do appreciate every little thing he does and all the things he brought for you.

But that’s not what you need right now.

“Muichiro.”

You called out his name, which made him halt from unpacking. He looks at you with that wondering gleam in his eyes, as if waiting for a reason on why you just called him.

Giving him a faint smile, you pat the empty space besides you.

“Cuddles, please?”

He let out an airy ‘huh’ as his mouth went slightly agape. He put down the chocolate pocky he was just about to show you, then right away went under the covers with you, obliging your request.

You immediately hugged him the moment he was on your bed, snuggling your face on his chest.

Laying on his top, you feel his hand rubbing circles on your back, while the other playing with your hair.

“Missed you all day, Mui.”

You hum at the amount of comfort he’s giving you right now. Definitely an infinite times better than what you were feeling earlier.

“Sorry it took me some time to get here. I wanted to ensure I got everything right for you.”

He feels you smiling at his chest, then gently shaking your head to reassure him that you didn’t mind at all.

“How are you feeling now?” He asked.

“Better than ever, now that you’re here” You hugged him a little more tightly.

“Sure? You look so fatigued earlier when I entered your room.”

Then, you look up to him with a frown.

You sure do have the tendencies to change emotions quickly during your period. Muichiro couldn’t believe that. He just felt you smile, then the next second you look like you’re about to shed tears.

He was right. You can feel your mouth trembling and eyes a little watery. Mood swings are still part of your suffering. Unfortunately, you both have to deal with it.

Then you completely broke out in front of him.

“Everything was so painful! My head hurts so much, my thighs are so sore I can’t move, I could feel the vomit right in my throat, and it felt like I got punched with a hammer with these cramps! I could feel my soul giving up and dying, you know?”

You sob out to him.

He adjusted the position you two were in. You, now laying on your side, being cradled by him.

All he could do was listen to your little rants how you loathe this period week, not knowing what to reply anyway. So, he just hushed you in between sobs, wiping the tears that are falling from your eyes.

You stopped crying, “Ugh… I hate having my period…” burying your face back on his chest out of frustration.

He caress the back of your head, massaging it. You can hear the sound of his heartbeat, bringing comfort enough to close your eyes.

The both of you were like this for some moments, until he taps your shoulder.

“We should get up now, you need to eat to regain strength. I’ll help you tidy up too.”

Muichiro tried to squirm from your hug, in attempts to get up, which only made you tighten the hug once more, not wanting to let go of him.

He taps your shoulder again. Making his voice much more softer for you, “We need to get you freshen up, love. You’re such in a messy state, I can’t bear to se-“

“Can we just stay like this for a little more, please?”

All it took was one plead, and he didn’t waste any time giving in to your request.

He hugged you tightly back, and you entangle your legs with his, getting comfortable on bed with him.

Unbeknownst to you, Muichiro kept reminding himself that he would write down a note on this in his little memo containing all about you—your favorites, what you love, what you dislike, and so on—in his phone, as he shower you with affection.

The voices in his head over and over reminding him that in some situations…

All you needed was his presence.

You and Muichiro snuggled longer than “a little more”.

But both of you paid no mind and said nothing about it.

After all, his warmth is a better comfort than any painkillers nor hot compress.

© withered-primrose, 2024

muichiro who's hobby is paper planes

...who takes his time to teach you how to make paper planes while having a small smile

...who also accepts your challenges of plane throwing

...who occasionally let's you win to see you smile but also makes you lose to see you pout

....who also spends time with you by folding different papers

...who likes gifting you all his different new paper foldings

...who also likes cloud gazing and spends most of his time doing it when not busy

...who invites you to cloud gaze with him

"What's that?" you asked, tilting your head curiously, looking at the boy sitting in front of you.

muichiro didn't say anything, hand outstretched and eyes looking at you expectingly.

you glanced down at his hand, resting in his palm was a small (f/c) paper crane. "for you." he said once you reached out to collect the crane.

"It's so cute!" you gushed, holding the paper crane up. A small smile graced muichiro's face as he watched you admire the paper crane.

you leaned forward, placing a small kiss on his cheek, "thank you," you said bashfully, watching muichiro's face turn surprised, red dusting his cheeks.

"what are you doing?" sleepy teal eyes peered at you from your lap. you hummed not saying anything.

your fingers continued to maneuver his hair, a braid slowly forming.

muichiro watched you. There was a serene look on your face as your fingers glided through his strands.

once the braid was finished you reached into a basket next to you and pulled out a flower.

Carefully you weaved the flower into the braid.

Once you finishes you pulled out another flower and repeat the process until the singular braid was full of different colored flowers.

"There, pretty flowers for a pretty boy." you smiled down at the boy in your lap.

Intertwined souls ✿

soulmate au mini series

multiple x female!reader

Navigation

Status: on going / HIATUS

Tanjiro x Color Blind

↳in a world where nobody can see color until they meet their soulmate, tanjiro is devastated thinking he will never meet his soulmate with demons still alive. That's until quick eye contact with a village girl.

Kanao x Red String

↳as long as kanao could remember, a small red string was tied to her pinky finger. A string only she could see, but a string of hope.

Giyuu x thoughts

↳Giyuu was used to hearing the million different thoughts racing through his mind at every hour. That was until it suddenly went dead silent.

Shinobu x Physical Sensation

↳random sharp pains and pinches became a normal part of shinobu's daily life for as long as she could remember. Who knew they were caused by the cute and clumsy demon slayer who was in and out of her clinic.

Sanemi x Hot/Cold

↳sanemi was used to feeling icy cold, it was a normal feeling ever since he was a child. Now he has to deal with being scorching hot after saving a mere village girl.

Rengoku x Countdown

↳the clock was supposed to keep going down, why is it not going down?

Mitsuri x Dreams

↳time to sleep was one of mitsuri's favorite things. Once she slipped out of the real world and into the safety of sleep, waiting for her would be her lover, waiting with open arms.

Muichiro x Matching Symbols

↳a small dot, no bigger than a small pebble, was place on muichiro's wrist. He knew what it was, his father explained it to him as a young child that would be how he met his soulmate, look for the matching symbol and placement.

Obanai x Heterochromia

↳obanai had unique eyes, one yellow and one (e/c). Now he's staring at the colors of the same mismatched eyes.

Muichiro is such a cute lover.

He gets a little jealous when you interact with the kakushi or slayers. He doesn't like your attention being divided or solely on someone who isn't him.

He adores you deeply, a little shy, but enjoys your company as his fellow hashira.

He likes to ask you to join him in different activities when you both have free time. He grabs your hand a gently pulls you along as he decides if he wants to fly paper planes or watch the clouds drift.

He folds planes just for you that match your favorite color and pattern. Honestly, he doesn't make them to fly but rather for you to keep. He'll make two of the same planes, one to fly and one to keep.

cloud watching is definitely more of a relaxing activity. One to wind down after missions. The clouds drift across the sky slowly, occasionally forming things that one of you would point out to the other.

Muichiro Tokito- Remember

Warnings: Angst Sandwich! Canon typical violence

Angst-Fluff-ANGST

I had an urge to write this thought

Welp this has been in my drafts for months figured I might as well post it

Sort of part 2

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You loved Muichiro and Muichiro loved you. Every moment you two could, you spent together, hand in hand, everywhere. Anyone who knew either of you knew that where one of you was the other was sure to follow. Everyday was blissful. Pure, kind, and sweet.

You’d always get flowers and candy from him, always your favorites and you’d give him his favorites. He was so sweet and kind, never forgetting a thing about you. Oh, how in love you two were.

Until it happened. Yuichiro died. He was killed, by a demon. Muichiro’s memories were gone. He didn’t remember anything or anyone, not even you. You tried to remind him. Oh, how you tried. He didn’t know you, and he simply didn’t care.

Then you were separated. Muichiro went off to kill demons, not even sparing you a goodbye. Then again, perhaps you were the one foolish enough to wish for a goodbye from the boy who didn’t even know you.

You had decided then what you were going to do. Maybe it was a suicide mission, or perhaps it was a foolish desire to see him again, at least once. You had chosen to join the demon slayer corps.

It was two years before you saw Muichiro again. You spent days and hours just training, you survived the final selection, killing every demon that passed your path. You let your sadness and rage consume you, ruthlessly killing any demon.

By the time you became a hashira you had killed well over one hundred demons, but you refused to become a hashira until you’d taken down at least one of the twelve kizuki. Then the day came. You encountered the Lower Moon 6 and after a tough battle you came out on top, though you had some permanent scars down your arm.

Now finally, finally, to the delight of Ubayaka-sama, you had decided to become a hashira.

All the Hashira were present for your initiation ceremony, many were wary, for they had heard stories from the ones who were partnered with you on your missions. How you’re ruthless in killing demons yet so very kind off the battlefield.

Once you reached the ceremony, to your surprise, Muichiro was there. A hashira, how were you even surprised, you’d expect nothing less from your Muichiro. Not that he was yours anymore.

Everyone was kind and welcoming in their own way, surprisingly enough to everyone you became fast friends with Sanemi, well, as close as you could get to being friends with Sanemi anyways. Muichiro was a different story

Muichiro was always spacing out and he would forget things. He still adored looking at the clouds, often he’d steal you away from your training to gaze at the sky with him, that was all before of course.

He didn’t remember you, which stung more than you thought.

Walking around the hashira compound you thought on what to do. You were unsure of whether you should remind Mui of who you were or if you should leave him alone.

Lost in thought, you didn’t notice the boy in front of you. Pausing your stride only, when you had run into Muichiro.

“Oh! Sorry!” You said to Muichiro, apologetically.

“It’s alright,” he responded his tone soft, like he was here, but he wasn’t. He reached his hand forward towards you, not noticing the look of shock on your face. “You have a leaf in your hair”.

You tried to calm your heart as Muichiro plucked a leaf out of your hair. You weren’t sure what your poor heart had expected, or why it was beating so very fast.

After that, you and Muichiro would somehow end up seeing each other often. May it be in the halls or simply around the compound, you’d end up running into each other all the time. Maybe that’s why you made such a foolish decision. Maybe that’s why you decided, that you would try to win his heart, once again.

Whenever you’d see Muichiro now, you’d give him his favorite snacks or maybe his favorite flowers. You’d think of him on your missions and bring him back little trinkets from wherever you went.

Perhaps that’s how Muichiro came to like you again too. Secretly he enjoyed receiving your little gifts, enjoyed the attention. He actively sought you out, never admitting to it of course.

He’d be around you when he didn’t have a mission, following and waiting for whatever you had to say to him next. He’d watch the clouds with you when you two just felt like being lazy. He’d let you play with his hair when you were feeling down, adoring the way you’d smile when you were done styling it.

A few weeks later, you and Muichiro were closer than ever. Once he was back from his mission you were thinking of confessing to him again. Your thoughts drifted off to him once again, like they often did when he was gone. Though this time, your crow broke you out of your thoughts. It cawed at you, telling you to report back to Ubayaka-sama for another mission.

You reported back to the demon slayer headquarters, met with a hoard of about 10 demon slayers of the lower ranks. Entering Ubayaka-sama’s room you got down on your knees and payed your respects to him. As he let you rise, he explained the situation, there was an unranked and unreported threat on a peak not far from here and he needed you to go exterminate any demons, the lower ranked slayers were also being sent with you due to a shortage of the higher ranks.

The journey there was short once you had gathered the essentials, the other slayers good company on the way there. Yet you still missed Muichiro, you looked forward to him being back, to spending more time with him. You really did love him.

You reached the small mountain with the others and climbed half way up, pausing immediately. The hairs on your neck stood up straight, something felt wrong, dangerous. Though you had paused, half your group hadn’t, perhaps the ones used to hashira’s doing their own things.

It took only a moment for their bodies to be sliced in half. They didn’t even have a chance to scream. Blood drenched into the ground where they had once stood. Five bright and capable demon slayers, gone in the blink of an eye. Two screamed and tried to run the other direction, their heads were severed from their bodies. All that was left were you and three others, one of whom was hurling into the bushes right next to them.

You had to calm down, you had to focus. As the next one was killed, you spotted it. The weapon of murder. Small quick blades stabbing growing then retracting, slicing through your fellow demon slayers. As the blades retracted, you followed it back, yelling at the remaining two demon slayers to hide behind trees and get shelter. You dodged through the ones being shot out at you. Finally you reached the source, a vaguely humanized demon with six arms and legs made of goo. The blades that killed your comrades grew and retracted from his teeth.

The battle was hard fought, your stamina was running out. You had him, you nearly had him. Your blade was so close to his neck. So why? Why had one of the demon’s blades pierced your flesh, hitting vital organs and twisting on the way out. You were going to die. You were going to die and you wouldn’t be able to protect anyone. You wouldn’t be able to protect Muichiro. Muichiro. You’d miss him.

Just as you’d accepted your fate becoming demon food, a blur of blue and black flashed behind it. A slice and the demon was dead. Muichiro. He was here. He ran to you and held you in his arms. He was warm. Oh so warm.

“Muichiro,” your voice called out weakly, “you’re here. Before I die Mui, I have to tell you”

“Stop talking, it wastes energy. And you’re not going to die.” He cut you off as he wrapped a torn off strip of his haori around your midsection.

“I love you.” You knew you weren’t going to make it out of this so you have to tell him now while you still could. You had loved him as long as you could remember.

Your breaths are shallow and weak. Chest barely rising again. You were going to die. Die because he was a bit too late to save you. Just a minute that’s all it would’ve taken. Suddenly Muichiro remembered, memories of you and him came flooding back to him. Memories he didn’t even know he had.

“Muichiro,” you called again, snapping him out of his reverie. “please don’t forget me”

With that his attention was solely on you again as you bled out. You didn’t open your mouth again. Your eyes glossed over. You didn’t take another breath. You were dead. You had died in his arms. And there was nothing he could do about it.

“I love you too” He said, with tears running down his cheeks. He didn’t tell you that earlier. Why did he never tell you that earlier? Why why why. He had months, ages to tell you. So why now when you were dead and gone. He’d never get to hear your voice, your laugh. He’d never get to see your adoration filled eyes as you looked at him. He’d never get to feel your touch again, your hands playing with your hair softly.

He loves you, he always will. You used your last bit of strength to ask him not to forget you. A waste. After all, what good was his memory if he wasn’t to remember you? Remember you he would, he’d rather die than not.

Muichiro Tokito - Boyfriend Headcanons

In honor of Mui’s birthday, ( i know its late i just accidentally took a nap)

Warnings: None

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- You’re the only one he really remembers and I think thats how he knew he liked you, because you were the one constantly on his mind.

- He definitely went to Kanroji once he realized he likes you and asks what he’s supposed to do now. He was a bit clueless but that’s okay. She probably tells Obanai who tells Sanemi and so on and so forth which is how everyone knows he likes you before you know he likes you.

- Just randomly asks you out one day. Nothing super special about it. He just does it.

- He gives a lot of quality time, but probably also a bit of gift giving

- He brings you back the most random little trinkets from wherever his missions took him, just stuff that reminded him of you or stuff he thought you’d like

- Tries to finish missions as quickly as possible just so he can get back to you and be in your arms

- He loves laying down outside, with his head in your lap as you play with his long hair

- On the topic of his hair, I feel like he’d love it when you play with his hair and wouldn’t mind at all if you were to style it. He wouldn’t even take it out, he’d just walk around in whatever style you decided to put his hair in that day

- I headcanon that Muichiro forgets to take care of his hair after long missions because he’s tired which is totally understandable, but that would lead to a nightly routine where you’d brush his hair before bed every night regardless of whether he had a mission or not

- You two end up acting really domestic like a married couple probably which Muichiro absolutely adores, but it earns you two a little teasing from the other hashiras

- If Muichiro sees you doing something he’ll come up and wrap his arms around you from behind and snuggle his face into the crook of your neck, if you move he does with you, just staying like that till you pry him off of you. If you’re a hashira, this has definitely happened while you were training, leaving a bunch of awkward tsukugos just standing there in front of you.

- Mui’s cuddles are divine and you can’t convince me otherwise

- He’s a sweet little lover boy

Muichiro Tokito - Fading

Can be read as a part 2 to Remember or as a stand-alone

Warnings: Angst. Mentions of canon typical violence. You’re dead, surprise!

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It had been a month since you had died on your mission. A month since Muichiro was just seconds too late to save you. A month since you had died in his arms, telling him that you loved him. And he loved you too, so much. So very much. He still got random memories from time to time, of you and him, from before he had lost his memories. You two were together, laughing, smiling, his hand in yours, fingers intertwined. It was those that he cherishes the most, the ones of you two together happily.

He refused to train any demon slayers that came to him. Only going out on every mission available, to ruthlessly kill all demons he came across. Mercilessly slashing their heads from their necks, killing them slowly and painfully, revenge for your death. He’d kill them all. He’d kill every demon in the world, so you could rest peacefully in your grave.

Once the mission was over, he’d return to your mansion, making sure to clean himself off first, he couldn’t let filth tarnish your beautiful home after all. He hadn’t let them take it away after you died, your home. He made sure all of your things remained untouched, just the way you had left it. Even going so far as to hire a maid to clean it a few times a week so it would be spotless.

Muichiro would curl up in your room, on your bed with one of your haoris. It still held your scent. He’d pretend you were there next to him. He’d pretend it was your arms he was curled up in, not your clothes. He’d pretend you were there, holding him, playing with your hair as you whispered sweet words into his ears, telling him you loved him, and this time giving him a chance to say it back. A chance for him to tell you he loves you, and he means it, from the bottom of his heart.

Many of the others had stopped by, Mitsuri being the most frequent visitor. They had tried to help him get over his heartbreak, over his grief. They had all lost their patience one by one, telling him these things happen, telling him how everyone is hurt by your death but it was time for him to resume his responsibilities, telling him how it was time to let you go. But he couldn’t. He refused to let you go. How could he just let go of someone he loves so dearly? He still hasn’t gone to your grave, refusing to believe you were truly gone from this world.

That’s why he dreads the day when he can no longer remember the sound of your voice, the way your beautiful eyes crinkled as a genuine smile appeared on your face, the way your hair flowed in the gentle wind as the two of you sat together, the way the sound of your laugh was like music to his ears, the way your soft touch warmed his skin and made butterflies erupt in his stomach. He dreads the day when your scent fades from your things and he is no longer able to remember the way your fragrance invaded his senses as he laid his head on your lap, your fingers tangled in his hair.

Muichiro Tokito dreads the day you fade from his memory, there was no reason to live if the light in his life had faded away right before him, with nothing he could do to stop it. Just like the night you died.

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