Ah, Here We Go, Demon!Tanjirou From Chapter 201…

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Anime/Manga: Kimetsu no Yaiba Pairing: Genya/fem!Reader Additional tags: violence and blood;  a   n    g     s      t A/N: my brain: There’s not enough Genya content so go make some– A/N 2: me to myself: Why would you hurt Genya like this, heartless monster?

Summary:

You trust him, you really do. The only person you never trust is yourself. Maybe that’s why his eyes are painted with grief and self-blame.

     The demon screeches horribly as your [color] blade detaches one of its arms with a clean slice. You nimbly dodge the counterattack it launches against you, jumping out of harm’s way until you find yourself landing beside Genya. He is quick to fire off two shots at the demon, taking out both of its legs in an instant. Your fellow Demon Slayer is quick to follow-through with a swing of his own nichirin blade, taking the demon’s head and ending one fight before the two of you can proceed to the next.

     The second demon makes itself known mere seconds after the first one disintegrates into ashes, and you and Genya are back to fighting for your lives before either of you can check on each other for any injuries.

     You lunge forward, blade at the ready, and you swipe at the demon’s neck. Before the color-changing steel can meet its mark, however, the demon’s body dissolved like a vanishing mirage, leaving you open as you try to stop the downward swing of your sword.

     “[Name]!” You hear Genya shout, and you feel an arm looping around your waist before you are carried off to safety. The sound of gunshot makes your ears ring, and Genya has already set you on your feet before you can react.

     “Are you okay?” he asks you, lavender eyes shining with worry as he risks a glance at you. The demon is cackling somewhere up in the trees, boasting of its Blood Demon Art. You find yourself losing the interest to care for a bit, your focus fixed on stopping the telltale blush from spreading on your cheeks at your companion’s display of speed and strength.

      It’s never your intention to fall for Genya, really. But when this cruel world spares you some of its kindness by crossing your paths with the kindest boy you’ve ever known, how can you deny your own heart of its desires?

      After this one, you remind yourself, I’ll tell him. He deserves to know – he deserves to be loved. 

     Genya signals for you to attack, and you follow your heart with a fearsome cry as the demon unleashes an attack of its own. You use the second form of your Breath Style to parry, successfully taking one of the demon’s arms but not enough to reach its neck. You are blindsided, however, when the demon activates its Blood Demon Art yet again and sends you hurtling through the undergrowth with a pained cry.

     You can hear Genya shout your name before rushing off to pick up where you left off. Something gets tossed where you lay, and dread fills your stomach when you see that it’s Genya’s gun.

     You will yourself to stand despite the pain lancing down your chest. You may have bruised or broken some of your ribs, but you’d be damned if you let anything bad happen to Genya.

     You breathe in, sending oxygen to your limbs, and leap into the air while unleashing the fourth form of your Breath Style. The demon dodges, and you stagger on your feet when you land, leaving you open again.

     “[Name]!” Genya yells at you, a determined look on his handsome face. “Please trust me!”

     The sudden exclamation confuses you, and he is already standing in front of you – ready to shield you with his body – before you can even ask him why.

    You trust Genya. Even with your life. You have told him this before, half-jokingly but he knows that you mean it. So why is he–

     The kindest, most human boy you’ve ever have the pleasure of meeting is ready to get hurt – to die for you – just to shield you from the pain your common enemy is about to inflict on you.

     No.

     Time slows as you watch the demon grin maliciously, solidifying only its arm as gravity brings it ever closer to you and Genya.

     You don’t know what Genya is planning, what goes in his mind as he stands in front of you, arms spread to shield as much of you as he can.

     You trust Genya. Even with your life. But if there is someone whom you never fully trust, it’s yourself.

      You are not and will never be prepared to see the person you love the most getting skewered by a demon’s razor-sharp claws. You’ll never be prepared to see him bleed for you. You trust Genya, yes, but you don’t trust yourself – how you’d react and how you’d feel if he ever gets hurt. You know full well what your job as Demon Slayers entailed, but it’s as if you’d known that you’ll fall for your colleague.

     Time bounces back to its normal tempo as you knock Genya to the side with your full strength. Red splashes on your vision as the demon swings its arm like a blade, your sword clattering on the ground along with something wet – covered with the sleeve of a haori and the Demon Slayer Corps’ uniform.

     “[Name]!”

     Genya’s anguished roar is the last thing you hear before your world turns black.

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     You wake up to the sound of rustling curtains and clinking bottles.

     On your bedside stands the Insect Hashira, Kocho Shinobu, and one of the little girls from the Butterfly Estate – Sumi. The latter is the first to notice you, and she lets out a surprised gasp upon seeing you staring at the ceiling, still sporting a dazed look from the painkillers they must have administered intravenously in your body.

     “Kocho-sama! [Name]-san’s awake!” Sumi exclaims, wringing her hands as the master of the estate turns to look at you with a critical gaze.

     “My, my, indeed she is, Sumi-chan,” Shinobu says, the ever-present smile on her face dimming a little when you notice her glance at something on your right. “I think you should go and tell Genya-kun, no? He’s been waiting all day to see her.”

     Sumi nods and scrambles out of your room. At the mention of Genya’s name, you fight off the medicine’s effects and tilt your head to look at the Hashira, [color] eyes wide with ill-concealed worry.

     “G-Genya-kun,” you croak weakly through your parched throat. “W-Where…?”

     “Oh, he’s safe and unharmed, if that’s what you’re about to ask,” Shinobu replies as she sets a bottle on the bedside table. “You, on the other hand–”

     Thundering footsteps cut off whatever Shinobu is about to comment, and the door is ripped open by a worried Genya with Sumi right behind him. The way your name falls desperately from his lips makes your heart clench with concern. Why does he sound like that? He’s unharmed, isn’t he? And you’re still alive, so–

     “Genya–” you say, only to cut yourself off when you fall back down unceremoniously on the bed with a wince (you’ve forgotten your ribs, darn), your right arm seemingly failing you when you try to prop yourself up–

     That’s when you noticed it. Why Sumi has been fidgeting when you wake up, and the way Shinobu’s smile loses a little of its brightness when she looks at something on your right earlier.

     Your right arm – from your elbow down, to be precise – is missing. Your sword arm has been reduced to a bandaged stump.

     Memories come back rushing to you. The fight with two demons. Genya attempting to shield you with his body after telling asking you to trust him. Knocking him out of harm’s way because you don’t trust yourself, never trusting yourself and how you’d handle it if you see him get hurt – see him bleed and die – for you. The demon cutting off your arm as you pushed Genya down–

     “I’m so sorry!” Genya cries, and your heart hurt seeing those lavender eyes painted with grief and self-blame. “Y-You shouldn’t have– I’m s-sorry for getting you hurt!”

     You notice the way Shinobu is looking between you and Genya, and anxiety fills your stomach with lead.

     “[Name]-chan, do you know how Genya-kun fights demons?”

     “I-I should’ve told you!” Genya stresses before you can even ask, more to himself than to anyone else in the room. “It’s my fault… I shouldn’t have been a coward and just told you…!”

      He eats demons. He eats demons, and he is granted the ability to heal and regenerate as part of his demonic transformation.

     Despite the revelation, however, you never feel like an idiot for sacrificing your dominant hand in your bid to protect him. The only thing you’re angry at yourself for is the fact that you have failed to give Genya your trust when he pleads you for it.

     You trust him, but you never trust yourself. And instead of you paying the price for your lack of faith in yourself, you have burdened Genya with the weight of your injury and what it entails instead – adding more to what he is already carrying in his heart.

     Saying sorry won’t cut it. Not this time – not with this.

     Ah, I’m horrible.

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❦ Sensei || G. Tomioka [ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ] : ɢɪʏᴜᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ [ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs] : sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ┕❥sᴘᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ┕❥ᴛʜɪɢʜ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ ┕❥ᴏʀɢᴀsᴍ ᴅᴇɴɪᴀʟ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ! ɢɪʏᴜᴜ || ᴀᴜ

Dead by Daylight is a game of horror. You must activate five generators in order to be able to escape and win. However, as you do so, you must avoid the killer who prowls on the land, who is looking to spill blood. They too, are trying to escape. However, their ticket out of the game is to hunt and kill to appease the entity who had dragged you into this game. You must do what you can to escape. It includes jumping over walls, looking through chests, and hiding in closets. Do everything you can to win. Don’t let yourself get caught.

The Introduction

GASP.

[Name] [Last Name] woke up to her heart pounding in her chest and the thumping in the back of her head. She noticed how she was laying on the ground. Around her were nearly demolished and chipped columns and pieces of walls scattered around her. At a distance, she could see a rundown barn and flickering light posts scattered all over the terrium.

She slowly sat up. No longer in her demon corps uniform, she was clad in a simple grey cardigan and black shorts.

“Where’s my—“ Her hand went to her side, just to meet with nothing,”Sword...”

She stood up,”I guess the best I can do is try and find a way out of here.”

“AH!”

The terrified cry of a male’s voice pierced through the air, causing [Name] to flinch,”What... What was that?” She immediately ran towards the scream. As she grew closer, she could hear a groans of pain of the man who screamed earlier. When she rounded the corner of a column, she gasped.

She saw a man perched up, a hook curved into his shoulder as he was hung up like some sort of decoration. [Name] stared, shock. When the man looked up, his expression was distasteful, yet terrified.

“You fucking bitch, come here and help me down before it comes back!”

For a second, that comment pissed her off. But, she decided to try and pull him down anyways. With a grunt, she managed to lift his lower body upwards to get the hook pulled away from his shoulder. When she set him down, he groaned in pain once more. He started running in a limped gallop. [Name] didn’t know what to do, besides follow him.

“You said something coming back? What’s coming back?” [Name] asked as she trailed behind the man. When the man stopped behind a large rock and crouched behind it. He shoved a first aid kit into her hands.

“Wrap me first.”

[Name] rolled her eyes, pulling out the white rolled banadages and wrapping in around his shoulder. When she finished, she opened her mouth to ask the same question until the man grabbed her arm and yanked her onto the floor,”Shut up.” He murmured.

All of a sudden, the pounding in [Name]’s heart happened again. She felt herself nearly go into a cardiac attack.

What was going on?

Peering over the rock, she saw someone.

No, something.

It looked like a man. He was wearing a valgar, horrid mask that looked old and muddy. Sharp rows of teeth protruded from where his mouth should be. Where his eyes should be were just empty voids. His skin was ash-black and he wore some sort of strange overalls.

There was another girl who was running away from it as it chased her. She was crying and begging for it to leave her alone, but it just kept getting closer. Blood was dripping from her side as she desperately tried to get away.

[Name] stood up to try and help. At least do something.

But the man grabbed her wrist and shook his head,”If you get caught, it’s over for you.”

[Name] glared at him, angered,”I saved your life, why don’t you help me save her, too? You fucking coward!”

The girl cried as the killer slammed her onto the ground. She whined in pain as it picked her up and sling her over it’s shoulder.

[Name] watched as the killer walked towards a hook that was perched on a wooden column. The killer threw the girl onto the hook, making sure she would be held up by the shoulder. Another screech left her lips.

All of a sudden, large branch-like claws wrapped around the girl. One large one went straight for her chest. [Name] watched the girl struggle. Eventually, the girl lost and the claw dug into her stomach.

[Name] felt her heart drop as she watched the poor girl get lifted into the air and disappear. The pounding in her heart stopped as the killer sauntered to a different direction.

“And the entity claims another victim...” the man next to her murmured.

“What... what was that?”

“The entity. The killer around here tries to get us into those hooks. If you’re on there long enough, the entity will try to kill us. You can’t struggle against it for long. Once you give out, you’re dead.” He lifted his hand to point at a large exit that was at a far distance,”You see that, kid? We have to activate a few generators to open it. But, it will take us a little time to actually open the goddamn door.”

“We can’t just fight back?” [Name] asked, eyeing the premises around them. Where did the killer go?

“Fighting back is just wanting to die, you fucking—“

[Name] felt her heard pound once more.

All of a sudden, her vision went into a rush. She saw the killer appear aside of them. Quick to react, she dove passed the killer and made a run for it. When she ran, she heard the screams of the man once more.

She just had to keep running to escape alive.

Or she’ll die trying.

Introduction End

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“Welcome to the game Dead By Daylight, my cute little reader.”

“You will have a chance to be stuck in a game with your loved demon slayer.”

“You will have a choice that will either save your life or get you killed. Your choices will also affect the people who are with you.”

“Good luck and don’t die.”

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