Thoma X Child Reader

hellooooo

i was wondering if you could do rengoku headcanons where the reader (gn and child, age 4-7) is kinda like giyu (quiet, doesn't talk much, introvert, etc) but extremely clingy and doesn't know how to talk to people other than rengoku?

(plus meeting giyu if possible, making him the readers second dad maybe)

ofc you dont have too :3

love your writings!!

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"Y/n it's time to wake up." Rengoku gently shook you awake with the quietest voice he could muster.

You started to stir as he picked you up and brought you to the common room for breakfast.

Half awake, you tried to not fall face first into your food.

"Kyojuro that child of ours clearly isn't ready for the day." Your grandfather said as he sat you on his lap to feed you.

Contrary to popular belief shinjuro is soft when it comes to you.

"Sorry father I should've woken them up sooner." He said with the widest grin he could muster. Seeing his father handle his child with such care was enough to make his heart burst.

"Yeah you should have."

You are your father were going to a get together at tengens house. You didn't know weather to be excited or nervous.

Walking up to the estate you hide behind your fathers leg as he goes up to tengen.

"Ah Rengoku so glad you could make it and who might this little one be." Tengen knelt down to your height as your father stepped out from in front you.

You looked up at rengoku expecting him to say something but instead he urged you to.

"Hi, my name is Y/n." You said so quickly and quietly that he could barely hear you, even with him being the sound hashira.

"Nice to meet you Y/n. I'm the flamboyant sound hashira, tengen Uzui." He introduced himself as his wives came behind him and did the same.

"I'm hinasturu, his wife."

"Makio, is second wife."

"I'm Suma, his last wife."

It was clear that you had no idea how to respond and it was only making you more nervous.

Thank goodness Rengoku's eyes we're still functional as he noticed your worried face and picked you up to meet the others.

"Good job little one. You did just as we practiced, I'm so proud of you."

He ruffled your hair as you giggled.

"Both child and father souls as pure as snow." gyomei praised the both of you as you approached.

"Thank you gyomei. It is nice to see you on this fine day."

"Hello." You smiled not knowing that he couldn't see.

After a brief conversation that you weren't paying attention to your father moved on to another group of people.

You recognized two of them. Shinobu and mitsuri but there were three men you didn't know.

"Ah the happy family, how are you both." Shinobu say and rengoku handed you off to her.

You didn't mind.

'We are doing fine. I thought today was a great day for all of you to meet my child."

You waved as they all said there hellos.

You were never one for talking especially when it's people you don't know so you quietly listened until shinobu but you down and let your roam.

You were starting to get hungry and spotted a table with all kinds of food. But you were interested in the onigiri and sweet potatoes.

Walking up to the table you realize it's much higher than you expected but you weren't going to give up when you were so close to what you wanted.

You tried climbing. Fail.

You tried pulled on the cloth. Fail

You were about to stack things to reach before you were stopped but the water hashira.

"Do you want some food. " he said.

You nodded and pointed to onigiri and sweet potatoes which he provided. He got some for himself too.

"Your rengoku's kid right." He said.

You nodded.

"I'm giyuu tomioka. Nice to meet you."

"Nice too meet you too."

The both of ate in silence. But it wasn't awkward. You felt like you can talk about anything with him, and so you did.

The rest of the day you spent around giyuu he answered any question you had about anything.

He reminded you of your dad. So kind.

"Y/N IT'S TIME TO GO." Rengoku called.

You turned to giyuu and tanked him as you ran off to go home.

.

That night you wouldn't stop talking about the great day you had.

Rengoku was glad that you were getting out of your comfort zone and talking to new people.

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can you do a silco x reader where he takes powder in 🥳

"Vi is a strong girl for her age" you mumbled standing next to Silco as Vi fought against men twice her age and size to protect Vander, " And loyal." You added as sevika pushed off the wall she was on ready to join the fight but Silco stopped her.

"Ready to rise to the surface." He said to the boy that previously had his head down. Handing him a glass of simmer.

The poor boy looked at it like a crack addict looks at crack after trying to go sober. You felt bad but there was nothing you could do, the damage had already been done.

You watched as a shakily popped open the bottle and drank it. Crushing it in his hand as his whole body started to mutate into a body builder of steroids.

You turn your attention back over to Vi who had just knocked out the last fighter on the walkway.

You close yours eyes as she rushes towards the beast.

Voice interrupt your attempt to not watch a child get murdered.

"Silco let her go. This is between you and me." You look over to see Vander and Mylo. Mylo was trying his best to set him free.

"You had your chance." Silco yells back as Vi's body being thrown to is in your vision.

All you could do is stand there watching.

You stand with the Nation of Zaun.

You stand with your husband.

But its hard to stay standing when you watch a child give her all to protect her family, crawling to cling to life for her family.

Vi closes the door before the mutation could get to it.

The beast bang on the door and for what feeling like hours nothing happens.

But then the beast stops banging on the door and looks to his side. A little cymbal monkey waddles in emitting a strange blue light.

It stops a little ways away from the mutant.

You lean against the rail squinting to get a better look.

It goes in to bang it cymbals together.

The explosion caught you off guard but Sevika was quick on her feet pushing both you and Silco out of the way but unfortunately she lost her arm and you couldn't feel your legs from the knee down. (sponge bob guy "MY LEGS")

You landed next to Sevika barely awake enough to hear Silco say kill them. Then you black out.

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You wake up to rain falling on your face and the high pitched cries of a child.

"She left me.... She is not my sister anymore." You open your eyes to see little power clinging onto Silco and Vander's body a few feet away.

"Not as loyal as I thought i guess." You croak out causing the person that was holding you to hmm in agreement.

Silco goes to hug the girl while muttering, "Its okay. We'll show them. We will show them all."

And with that little Powder joined the nation of Zaun and your life.

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Hope you like it(￣∇￣)

i forgot i wrote this but i love it

can I request a Uzui tsuguko reader seeing Uzui like a love/hate brotherly figure? And how Uzui would deal with the 25 years age limit after they take their place as a hashira and awake a mark??

sorry my english sucks 🤡

Sorry posts are taking so long a family member is very sick. I was so close to crying while writing this.

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"Hey, your forms wrong... again. " Tengen commented as he sat on the engawa eating sweet potatoes that Rengoku brought over for you.

key words: For You.

"Show me then instead of being an asshole and watching. Your supposed to be teaching me aren't you?" You sassed back, dropping your sword to take a break. Looking over to him you take notice of what he's eating.

"HEY THOSE ARE MINE." You took off in a sprint to get to him.

Tengen ran into the house with you hot on his tail.

Makio stopped the both of you and scolded you like children and when she was done she made you both face the wall and sitting in the corner.

This happened often before tengen retired and you took his place.

The first mission you went on you encountered and lower moon and gained your mark. (let's say muzan didn't kill them after Rui died)

Tengen was devastated, he practically forced you to retire

So we're Hina, Suma and Makio

You were 20

They made sure your last 5 years were the best of your life

When you turned 24 Suma cried a lot, Makio fussed less and Hina... Was Hina

Tengen talked to you for as long as he could everyday

The wanted you to know that you were loved up until you final moments

The day on your 25th birthday you woke up to the 4 of them surrounding you, each with smiles on their faces.

"Happy birthday" they said in unison.

'Ok not creepy at all' you thought to yourself as you try and sit up but your body felt heavier than usual. Must be the effects of the mark.

Makio and Suma are closest to you and held you up.

"Thank you. So what's on today's agenda?"

"Nothing much seems like your not up to it anyway." Tengen could hear the way your bones ached as you moved.

The day moved by quickly, too quickly for Tengens liking.

You ate, you laughed, you cried and now it was time to go to sleep.

Walking to your room you knew you were walking to your death bed. It felt weird but with the Uzui family behind you it felt comforting.

They tuck you in to bed and just as you were about to say goodnight Suma jumped on you.

"I-i don't want you to go to sleep Y/n. Stay awake please." She pleaded into your chest.

Makio was second. She couldn't even say anything, she was crying to hard.

Hina and Tengen tried to stand firm but broke at the sight of you crying and hugging them as well.

They couldn't bare to say goodbye that night and instead got their futons to sleep in the same room.

Tengen heard your heart stop.

Alt End

The say if your 25th birthday Tengen noticed you weren't up for breakfast and went to check on you.

*knock knock*

"Y/n.... You up?" He opened the door to see you peacefully sleeping on your side with 4 notes in your hand close to your face, each dressed to the members of the house.

Tengen slowly walked to your bedside and placed a hand on your head. You were cold.

"Y/n" Tengen called in disbelief. "I thought we had 1 more day" He said barely above a whisper.

He stood there until his wife's called for him.

It's a bad a for rain.

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=͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜... 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙮 𝙃𝙤𝙯𝙞𝙚𝙧 [ 𝘼𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙨, 𝙎𝙤𝙡𝙤, 𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣 ]

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AHHH I’m so, so sorry this took so long, school started again and it hit me like a bitch 😭😭

Hope you enjoy this Diluc piece, I definitely didn’t. I also hope I captured the vibe of the song correctly (once again, definitely didn’t) but that’s ok. Sorry if you didn’t want this to be a romance, I tried to keep it a generic as possible in case you didn’t, and finally, thank you for being my first ever request!!

Anyways, enough of my yapping. On with the show.

❝ That I'd be Anywhere that you are That you are ❞

Diluc is busy. Between duties as the infamously dubbed ‘Darknight Hero’, or everyday ones as Master Diluc or Angel Share’s bartender, his schedule is always packed. Regardless of the circumstances, it’s always taken his utmost effort to keep his day running smoothly without fail.

Of course, the universe has other ideas for the pyro user, because the one day all he’s doing is tending to the vineyard, you crash his plans. Quite literally.

You fall out of the sky, landing on one of the empty wooden carts — and thankfully not getting impaled on a fence. It takes a single glance to see the ice encrusted on your feathers, stiffening them up and weighing them down. Work of the Fatui, Diluc’s mind supplies immediately. Scum.

He moves to help — why wouldn’t he lend a hand to those targeted by the same filth he has been? Especially when the issue can be fixed so quickly with his vision and resources?

Unfortunately for him, it’s you that’s the problem.

“Don’t touch me.” You practically snarl and crawl away, wings arching as you tremble from the effort of keeping them extended in what he assumed was an attempt at keeping him at arms — or wings — length.

The action exposes your very human torso and legs, barely covered by a few stray feathers and scraps of surprisingly clean cloth, like a much more respectable hillichurl. But Diluc keeps his eyes on your face, excluding a simple glance for weapons and other injuries.

How strange. His face feels hot— hotter than usual as he meets your piercing gaze.

“I’m not going to—“

“Quiet.”

He’s cut off by your voice, it’s sharp and clipped, but just soothing enough to lull him into silence. If it were nicer words you were saying, perhaps he’d be… hypnotised. In a way.

He takes the brief moment to take you in, eyes flickering to your wings — broken and covered in small holes that can only be from the shards from an icy explosion, and to your eyes — cold and guarded as you stare him down, as if he’s the one who tried to hurt you.

The silence stretches in between the two of you, both locked in a staring contest and neither making a move to break it. It’s almost like you’re both trying to gouge each other’s soul simply by looking.

With more effort than he thought necessary, Diluc gets his mouth to move. “I hardly believe you can order me, when it’s my property you’ve crashed into, while injured.”

Apparently, it was the wrong thing to say.

You practically hiss at him, your wings flaring to full size as you stumble backwards and try to bring yourself back up — to your feet, rather than on your knees.

“I don’t care.” Your voice is almost too hoarse to be heard over the pounding of blood in Diluc’s ears. 

You’re in pain, obviously, and the strain of speaking must’ve hurt more than it would’ve done any good. He has to resist the urge to rush over and help. You wouldn’t appreciate it, judging by your reaction to his approach before. Though he admits it was rather… insensitive.

“You are a fool, not to fear me.” You’re swaying when you take a step forward, one of your legs nearly giving out as you drag your legs. “I’ve crushed men under my fingers like they were nothing but ants, hunted them for sport. Torn them apart.”

Diluc doesn’t back down, staying silent in his position as he reaches back, summons his claymore—

And promptly throws it to the side. Out of arm's reach. It’s clear you aren’t going to last much longer, and he’d rather not have his eyes scratched out when you awake.

Your gaze, although slightly hazed over from what Dilic can assume is a concussion, flicker to his blade, then back to him. That same piercing gaze that had him frozen in place moments before, except now it’s more… confused. More wary, as you shift to stand still, no longer trying to make a break for it.

“What are you doing?” There’s a waiver to your voice, and your wings shake slightly, like you’re struggling to hold them up — which you are.

It’s not like there’s immediate trust. You’re still cautious, ready to fight until passing out, but you’re also smart enough to know you won’t last long enough to do real enough damage to escape.

So you’re still as Diluc takes a few steps forward.

“I can help you. Just let me.”

For someone who has fought for their life dozens more times than a normal human could ever wish for, the words come out easily. They’re true in a way, a promise he’s willing to keep. Though the words are much more sincere than usual, a gentle tone he usually never uses, except for—

Your wings fold around yourself, shaking slightly and trembling from the effort. “No.”

But your wings droop and the sound is loud in Diluc’s ears as you stagger forwards again, eyes half lidded. It’s only a few more moments before you collapse, body almost hitting the dirt instead of his arms as a shaky breath rattles your lungs.

He doesn’t hesitate to catch you in his arms, scooping you up bridal style and making sure not to hurt you any more than you already are. He’s careful, almost too cautious, like he’s holding a bomb instead of an injured person.

Despite you being far from human, you’re light. Almost too light, which doesn’t bode well — has it been a while since you’ve been able to eat? Was it just your wings that are heavy and make you seem bulkier?

He knows birds have light bodies to fly, and though you look healthy and human, it could apply to you.

“I don’t trust humans.” You grit out, trying to squirm out of his hold, and Diluc is somehow compelled to agree, even through surprise. Why not monsters? Though, with your wings it’s clear you are one yourself, Diluc has always subconsciously thought of you as more… refined. Perhaps you’re more humanistic than they are.

He ignores how his first thought was more ‘beautiful’.

“Well,” Diluc lets a crude, bitter smirk twist his lips as he looks down at you. “It’s a good thing I’m called an inhuman bastard then.”

“Hurt me and you die.”

Despite the sleep threatening to pull you under, you remain awake as he treats you, intent on making good on your word. But…

He's gentle. Not enthusiastic, nor openly interested in becoming friends, but there’s a subtle tenderness in his hands as he works to gently thaw the ice, so as to not shock your wings.

Some maids come in, trays of steaming, hearty food piled onto the plates. Mond’s finest, you’re sure. They look happy as well, to be of service. As if being at someone’s beck and call was worth celebrating. You don’t understand it.

Diluc assures you that you don’t need to.

“What are you?” He asks absentmindedly as his hand holds a steady flame near the edge of your wing, never extinguishing despite the vapour behind produce from the ice. 

It’s clear Diluc doesn’t mind being in the dark as to your species, but it’s equally obvious to him that you’re fighting to stay awake. So, talking helps. And he’d rather a passé you now, than an aggressive one later.

… and he couldn’t deny the curiousity, not to your origin, but you in general. “I’ve never seen someone half bird before.”

Your shoulders stiffen, teeth clenched together at his question. It takes several seconds for you to decide whether to answer, gaze dropping to your lap as you try to ignore how your cheeks are starting to heat up.

It’s not fair, that he can rile you up in a way you’ve never felt before. You’ve always been… distant from other beings. You’re not used to this.

Maybe it’s the fever talking. The sickness has you less than eager to argue.

“A harpy.” You rasp, voice hoarse from the effort of getting the words out. “One who mimics the eagle.”

“I thought so.” He nods, eyes flicking to you before studiously turning back to your icy  feathers. 

“Really?” You scoff, tearing off a piece of chicken with a claw and shoving it in your mouth to keep yourself awake just that little bit longer. “Didn’t think harpies were common in the city of freedom.” Or Teyvat.

“Not harpies.” Diluc corrects softly. He picks up a fork and arranges a bite, holding it up to your mouth when you swallow your previous. “Eagles.”

“You like them?”

“I have one as a…” Diluc struggles to find the right word, his brain suddenly all too focused on the way your lips wrap around the utensil. “A pet, of sorts.”

Your eyes glimmer with something positive for once, whether it’s the carefully prepared food or the mention of another eagle, he doesn’t know. But… well, he’d like for that look to stay for just a little while longer.

“Would you like to meet him?” He chances to ask.

“Yes.” You nod. The speed almost makes you dizzy.

You try to keep the eagerness out of your answer, but that one word comes out in a flurry, more like a plea than an agreement. It’s almost embarrassing, how much you want to see him. The eagle, that is.

You ignore the way Diluc’s lips quirk up, as if he’s trying to hold back a smile. 

You’re soft with the bird, paying Diluc no mind as he continues to heal your wings. It’s barely ten minutes when he’s done— and sure, the meal you were supposed to eat had been fed to (name), and you’ve already succumbed to sleep, but Diluc can’t find it in himself to care.

When you wake, it’s awkward. Humans had always been untrustworthy, and suddenly one shows up and puts that entire worldview on its head.

It’s not as if you suddenly trust all of humanity, you convince yourself, just that this one happens to be an outlier. One who saved you and fixed the one thing that made you able to live as your species.

The next time Diluc visits you, this time holding a tray himself, he’s met with a stammered, awkward apology from a very much healthier harpy. It’s… almost cute.

From then on, your relationship is much better. The status of acquaintances is quickly upgraded to friendship when you sample the food he’s brought you, finally able to appreciate the quality now that you weren’t half dead.

Of course, you’re not made to be kept inside. You go your separate ways not long after, but you pop in occasionally, though without warning, as it’s much more fun to see his surprise when you appear.

From strolls through the vineyard to Diluc neglecting his customers so he can engage in rare conversation with you in Angel Share, it’s rare for the townsfolk to see Diluc so happy and not think ‘where’s the harpy?’ 

Your conversations are sweet, with the common banter and occasional awkward side hugs and chivalrous gestures. So, when Diluc sees you fight, manipulating anemo to your will without the use of a vision, he’s shocked, unable to focus on anything but your agile form expertly manoeuvring through the enemies and striking them down.

When he hears you fight, he doesn’t. Bor does he hear the end of the continuous apologies from you— it’s not your fault you didn’t realise how fragile human ears were. 

“Sorry, sorry.” You say sheepishly, head bowed as you bob up and down on the cart Diluc pushes you on. The exact same one you crushed when you first met. It’s fixed now, and just slightly nicer looking than the rest.

“It’s fine.”

Diluc waves a hand, eyes glancing between you and the road as his voice stays level. Though, on the inside, his head is pounding, blood rushing through his veins until he can hardly focus on anything but the sound of his own heart. 

It rings in his ears like a bell, loud and obnoxious. He’s thankful that no one has seen him yet — who knows what the townspeople would think if they saw their reclusive ‘Darknight Hero’ in such a state.

Then again, his maid (Adelinde) walking in on him getting splashed with grape juice to carefully make a certain bottle of liquor — one you may or may not be currently indulging him — which is also just as humiliating.

He doesn’t exactly do camaraderie.

“If you say so.” You hum, raising a wing to block the sun. A stray feather floats down into his hair, and Diluc silently thinks it would make a good keepsake. “… Thank you, Diluc.”

He blinks, eyes wide and confused. It’s kind of adorable. “Why the sudden gratitude?”

You shrug, averting your gaze to the sky. If you were to maintain eye contact any longer, shyness would be inevitable. “Just felt like it.” 

“… You don’t need to thank me.”

And he means it. Despite how you had practically barged into his work, injured and distrustful and ready to rip his throat open, he looks forward to your strange, unannounced appearances.

Sometimes he’ll find himself zoning out, wondering if you’re doing well, how your wings are healing up or just staring at the ceiling in his office, contemplating the way your eyes shone as you met his gaze.

You’ve managed to worm your way into his head… and perhaps his heart. One he had thought died with Crepus. 

“From the very bottom of my heart, I thank you too.”

Hiii!! How are you? When you get the chance, can you do a Tanjiro with a s/o with a cute lil baby sibling who just learned to walk (or talk)?. I've just been imagining this for a while 🥺

Anon! I have this exact idea in my notes! The only difference is that Reader and the baby aren't related ;-;

Warnings: Wee bit of angst, mentions of family death

Tanjiro x Gender Neutral!Reader (Baby is male for simplicity’s sake)

Walking through the forest in the darkness of the night. Focusing intently on ensuring that no monsters lurk within the branches, nor in the tall grass that rises up to your calves. You're exhausted, but you continue to move along.

The air is wild, and your sibling lets out a soft whine from the cold. Checking your surroundings, you slowly crouch down and remove your haori.

Hearing a noise, you unsheathe your blade, kneeling over your brother who now lets out a frightened cry.

"It's alright," the redhead assures you, lifting his hands to show you he's no threat, "I'm a Demon Slayer, too."

"Oh. Hello," you say to the boy. His eyes are kind, his palms calloused.

You make your introductions. But the friendly smile he'd greeted you with is wiped from his face when he looks down at your little sibling.

"Why are you travelling with a baby?" he asks.

"I have to. When I returned home from Final Selection, he was the only one left."

Tanjiro watches with wide eyes as you use your haori to swaddle up your brother. His heart drums loudly in his ears, and his mouth goes dry as you cradle him close to yourself, rocking him back and forth to lull him back to sleep.

"But...you know it's dangerous to be travelling alone...especially at night," he points out.

"I just need to make it to the Butterfly Mansion. There, I'll know he'll be safe and loved. We don't have anyone else. But I won't let anything happen to him."

"I'll come with you!" he volunteers, a hand on his chest, "Don't worry! I promise to protect both of you!"

After a little bit of gentle convincing, Tanjiro lets you rest for the first time in days. You fell asleep holding your brother, but you awoke to him babbling to the redhead who happily engaged in quiet conversation with him.

While travelling during the day, he can only handle so much time being cradled in your arms before getting fussy. Tanjiro's happy to hold his hand as you walk together.

“Tan-Tan,” your brother calls out, reaching out with his hands, longing for him to pick him up. Tanjiro happily obliges, and doesn’t mind at all when your brother leaves loving kisses by keeping his open mouth on Tanjiro’s cheek, messily licking it without a care in the world.

The only thing he does mind a little bit is when your brother takes a particular interest in his earrings, playfully giving them a yank just when Tanjiro lets his guard down.

I'd like to think that in the idea where Adam canceled the exterminations because he's uncomfortable/afraid of the idea that Lucifers literally coming after his ass after he said hes gonna fuck him that he had to report this to Sera. Imagine Sera is just stunned/shocked to see Adam bawling his eyes out saying Lucifer wants to fuck him and complete the eden set so he's not going down there anymore

💀

I feel like Sera would be so done with him. Seems like she only tolerates him because he is the first human.

Seeing Adam cry would definitely through her off but hey no more extermination so Charlie is happy only problem left is to stop a uprising in hell.

Following the ask where adam kid sees him die and decides to become general when they're older can I request years later when they're more older they act like Adam with a dash of invader zim? (They're annoying to everyone around them in Heaven and Hell, but for heaven they have high respect for Sera...but they unknowingly annoy her like Zim annoys the tallests)

Part 1

Taglist: @sugerplumig, @yukicandlewolf, @valerie-36, @kira-lovejoy

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"Y/n!"

"Oh uh, what happened?" Sera snapped you out of your thoughts.

"You were telling me what you were going to do about the extermination."

"Oh yeah!" You got excited, "As I was saying, I'm gonna finish what my dad started, We failed because we thought we couldn't be harmed but thanks to MY great leadership skills and battle strats we can win."

"It isn't about winning, Y/n. The sinners are uprising we kill as many of them to stop it."

"Okay so kill as many of them gotcha... starting with Charlies hotel." You muttered the last bit.

"What was that?"

"Nothing ma'am. I won't let you down."

"I know you won't." You were about to dismiss yourself when Emily stopped you.

"NO! Why does the extermination have to continue? We know that sinners can be redemed and-"

"Who says sinners want to be redeemed."

"Sir Pentious-"

"Was a coincidence. He was selfless and sacrificed himself. Do you really think everyone down there is the same? I'm not trying to be rude but grow up, not everyone is as nice as you. The sinners down there will kill you without a second thought."

Sera sighed before standing in-between the both of you.

"Y/n you are dismissed."

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"Hiiii Lute." You ran up behind her and jumped on her back while she was minding her own business. She flipped you over her head and you landed you your back.

*cough cough* Damn Lute *cough cough HAAAAACCK*

"I told you to stop doing that."

"Sorry not sorry." You wheezed.

"What is it now, Y/n?"

"Extermination time." You hopped to your feet and before Lute could react you pulled her into the air and flew to the golden gates. The other exorcists were waiting for you.

"THIS IS FOR ADAM, CHARLIE AND VAGGIE WILL GET WHAT'S COMING FOR THEM!" You riled up, "KILL EVERY CRACK SMOKING COCKSUCKER THAT YOU SEE!"

You opened a portal for them to fly down. The massacre begins.

Your first and only stop was the hotel. You flew straight through the ceiling and landed in the atrium with Lute right behind you.

You heard a collective gasp and chuckled, "Wow... I like what you've done with the place." You spun around as you looked at the place, it really did look a lot better since the last time you've been there. Too bad you were gonna ruin it.

You looked back at the crew and made eye contact with Lucifer.

"Who's too young now bitch." You said through gritted teeth before getting yourself ready to attack.

"Still you." He joked.

Without a second thought, you went straight for him.

Spoiler alert: You lost

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Sign of the Times (2)

part 1 —> here!!

Kyojuro Rengoku x wife!reader

a/n: guys i am so sorry i am so angsty lately and harry styles is also just stuck in my brain!!!! there is a spoiler warning in place and this chapter is a bit short. idk if a part 3 is needed but ive been thinking about this 😭😭😭

word count: <800

we can meet again somewhere, somewhere far away from here

The infinity castle was, well, infinite.

The stories passed down within your family really didn’t depict the magnitude of the situation.

Going into this battle, you had one thing in mind. Well, two things. Your son, who was nestled safely in the company of the former Flame Hashira. The old man grew into an amazing grandfather, after realizing the mistakes he made with his own children.

The other thought was of your husband.

‘What would Kyo say if he were here?’

In all honesty, you wanted nothing more to go home to your son. A living reminder of the beautiful life you once had.

So as you lay on the floor of the Infinity Castle after defeating Muzan, you look up to the ceiling.

You’re sure you can hear Tanjiro calling your name, or maybe it’s Giyuu? Definitely not Sanemi, as you two constantly clash. Then again, you have been getting along lately-

Your thoughts are stopped once you see a figure hovering over you.

The unmistakable yellow-red eyes and corresponding hair.

You blink once, twice, and a third time, yet he is still there.

Surely, you must be dead? Why else would he be here?

“K-Kyo?” You say as you sit up. You look around at the battlefield before you. Destruction is the best way to describe it. Observing the people in the distance who seem to be frozen in time, you turn your head back to your husband, standing there in all his glory.

“Kyojuro? Is this death?”

The man let out a hearty laugh. “No my dear, I’m afraid you aren’t ready for that yet!” You couldn’t stop the tears as they started flowing.

“I want to be ready! I want to be with you again!” Broken sobs come out of your mouth. “I know it’s selfish! I know our son is at home waiting for me! I don’t think I can do it without you, Kyojuro! I-I’m struggling so much and I need you to come back to me! Please come back to me!”

The man kneels forward, and gently places a calloused hand on your cheek. “My gorgeous flame. I understand what you are thinking. Your eyes meet, and for a fleeting moment, everything else seems to vanish. You lean into his hand and savor his warm touch, feeling as if he were really there with you.

“I’m so scared, Kyojuro.”

“Y/N,” you’re shocked by the sudden movement of him pulling you into his chest, “You are the bravest, and strongest fighter that I ever had the pleasure of knowing. You completed our goal, my flame. You kept the fires burning long enough to support your allies. And they are going to need you after this. Our son is going to need you.”

Having your ear up to his chest, you swear you can hear a faint heartbeat. “What about what I need?! You- You left me! Alone!” You began trying to escape his grasp, which only got tighter.

“And I will forever hold that burden, Y/N. It wasn’t an easy decision, but for our son to know his father died protecting others is enough closure for me.”

“Where is my closure?” You say, looking up at your husband. He smiles as he presses a kiss to your forehead. “I’m right here. I needed you to know how proud of you I am. Watching you play with our son and grow as a mother has made me swell with so much pride.” You sniffled into his uniform.

“Y/N. I am so grateful that you are the one to carry on my legacy. You have so much love to give in this world, and I will be waiting for you in the next one.”

Kyojuro finally let go, and stepped away from you.

“Be brave, and be strong. I know you can. And once your time comes, I will be there.”

“Please don’t go yet!” You scream, hand stretching out. He swiftly turns around and pulls your lips to his. His skin is just as warm as you remember it to be, and he rests his forehead on yours.

“It’s time for me to go. But remember my words, Y/N. I’ll always be here for you, even if you can’t see me.”

can i request a high tier demon s/o x redson so like redson has a crush on them and their always in their human form but he found them without it on? have a good day!

I'm sooo sorry for the wait and I hope you have a good day

Requests are open again

I had deja vu about writing this

Red son x demon reader

Fluff

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Macaque is your friend. Macaque knew who you were and thought it was fun to keep it hidden and let everyone assume something that's false.

Everyone thought you were Macaque student and MK's rival even though you never actually fought.

Macaque was right, it was funny watching red son call you a peasant knowing full well that you could defeat him in a second.

Red son on the other hand had fallen for you, luckily for him you liked him back.

Red son had asked you to go out with him. He wasn't specific with anything just that he wanted to go out.

While getting ready you thought of the perfect accessories to where but one piece was missing so you called macaque over to help you look for it.

"What are you looking for again and why should I care." Macaque said obviously not enjoying being called out of the blue for (whatever piece of jewelry).

"I'm looking for (jewelry) and you are my go to so help me." The jewelry in question was part of a set and had some magical presence but in your human form it was hard to sense it.

You were in your demon form so your senses were heighten. It should make it easier to find it right? Wrong.

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An hour passes and you still havent found it.

"Welp, I'm done. You can continue but I'm not gonna waste my time out here anymore." Macaque saying while walking to the door. When he opens it here is met with Red son standing awkwardly.

"She's in her room." He says moving past him not bothered at all.

Red son walked into your apartment, it was very easy to tell which room was room from the commotion coming from it.

He watched in your door away as you in your demon form look for the (jewelry).

Seeing him out of the corner of your eyes you completely freeze subconsciously turning back into your human form.

"H-hey Red son."