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Inosuke looks so breedable here

I WINโ€”โ€”-

I WINโ€”โ€”-

Finally happy enough with this one to post it! Just in time to celebrate the Hashira training movie release!! Iโ€™m so stoked to go later!!

I Did It Twice To See If I Would Get The Same But- (thanks For The Tag)
I Did It Twice To See If I Would Get The Same But- (thanks For The Tag)

I did it twice to see if I would get the same but- (thanks for the tag)

No Pressure Tags: @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi @ziuxliey @ahashiraswife
What is your Demon Slayer Breathing Style?
Quotev
A short quiz with semi-long answers. Please don't take this too seriously as I'm still not that good at making quizzes. Thank you and enjoy

No pressure tags: @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi @ziuxliey @ahashiraswife

@animangacreators Graveyard Challenge Character Death You Didnโ€™t See Coming - Rengoku Kyojurou (kimetsu
@animangacreators Graveyard Challenge Character Death You Didnโ€™t See Coming - Rengoku Kyojurou (kimetsu
@animangacreators Graveyard Challenge Character Death You Didnโ€™t See Coming - Rengoku Kyojurou (kimetsu

@animangacreators graveyard challenge character death you didnโ€™t see coming - rengoku kyojurou (kimetsu no yaiba)

Back From The Dead To Post A Pretty Boy

back from the dead to post a pretty boy<3 tried a new rendering style w this one n i am in lovee

Definitely not reposting for later

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Yours, Always

summary: Jinx asks you an important question, with the stars as witness

Pairing: Jinx x Fem!reader

Wordcount: 2k

Authors note: Even tough I feel like shit, writing somehow helps me work trough my emotions. I have another like 3 ideas on how this can go, so definitely keep an eye out for more versions.

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Yours, Always

The stars above feel closer than ever, twinkling brightly over the city. You lie side by side with Jinx on a soft, worn blanket, wrapped up in each other as if thereโ€™s no one else in the world. Sheโ€™s lying on her back, one arm stretched out, and youโ€™re nestled into her side, one arm crossing her stomach, resting your head on her shoulder. Her fingers are softly tracing patterns on your arm, the touch light but grounding, as if she wants to memorize every part of you.

She pulls you closer, her arm shifting so it wraps fully around your shoulders, drawing you against her. Her cheek rests on top of your head, and you can feel the rise and fall of her chest with every steady breath. The cool night air settles around you, but her warmth, the way she holds you, feels like home.

With a soft sigh, Jinx shifts slightly, guiding you to lie even closer to her, your bodies pressed together. You look up, meeting her eyes, and she smilesโ€”a gentle, vulnerable smile thatโ€™s just for you. She reaches up, her hand brushing a stray strand of hair from your face, letting her fingers linger as they trace the outline of your cheek.

โ€œI donโ€™t reallyโ€ฆ do this,โ€ she says quietly, her voice almost a whisper against the stillness of the night. โ€œBut I guessโ€ฆ I like having you here. Likeโ€ฆ a lot.โ€

You smile, snuggling deeper into her embrace, and she responds by shifting so youโ€™re both facing each other, wrapped up in each otherโ€™s arms. Her fingers drift to the small of your back, holding you close, her forehead resting against yours.

โ€œCanโ€™t believe Iโ€™m getting all mushy,โ€ she says, a soft laugh escaping her. But thereโ€™s no hint of her usual bravado. Just the gentle way her thumb strokes your back, the way her legs tangle with yours, drawing you closer than you thought possible.

โ€œMaybe mushy isnโ€™t so bad,โ€ you murmur, letting your fingers glide along her shoulder. The warmth of her breath on your cheek sends a flutter through your chest as she tilts her head, pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to your lips. Itโ€™s soft, sweet, and says more than words ever could.

She pulls back just enough to look at you, her purple eyes holding a tenderness thatโ€™s rare, almost fragile. โ€œStay here with me, just like this,โ€ she whispers, her voice a promise as her arms tighten around you.

And as you lie there, wrapped up in each other, you feel like the whole world could fade away, and you wouldnโ€™t mind one bit. Because in this moment, under the stars, in her armsโ€”everything is perfect.

The night feels endless and comforting as you lie together, wrapped in the warmth of each other and the blanket beneath you. You notice the subtle change in Jinxโ€”her fingers tracing over your arm in a slower, almost hesitant way, and the way her gaze keeps drifting up to the stars, then back to you, like sheโ€™s working up the nerve to say something.

She pulls you even closer, her forehead resting against yours, and you feel her breath hitch, as if sheโ€™s caught off guard by the depth of her own emotions. Her usual playful grin is absent, replaced by a softer, almost shy smile as she holds you, her fingers brushing up and down your back.

โ€œCan I tell you something?โ€ she asks, her voice softer than youโ€™ve ever heard it. She doesnโ€™t wait for your answer, like sheโ€™s afraid sheโ€™ll lose her courage if she does. โ€œBeing with youโ€ฆ it makes me feel like thereโ€™s this whole side of me I didnโ€™t know I had. Like I finally found a place I donโ€™t wanna run from.โ€

Her fingers pause, holding tightly to you as her eyes search yours, as if looking for reassurance. โ€œI know I donโ€™t usually get all sappy,โ€ she mumbles, a nervous laugh escaping her, โ€œbut with youโ€ฆ itโ€™s different. I feelโ€ฆ I donโ€™t know.โ€ She looks away for a second, biting her lip, and you can see a hint of red on her cheeks.

You smile, reaching up to touch her face, and she leans into your touch, closing her eyes as if letting herself savor this moment. When she opens them again, thereโ€™s something deeper there, a flicker of nervous anticipation that makes your heart skip.

โ€œI guessโ€ฆ I just wanna keep you around,โ€ she says, her words coming out quickly, almost stumbling over each other. Her hand fidgets on your arm, tracing slow circles as if sheโ€™s trying to calm herself down. โ€œI meanโ€ฆ forever, if youโ€™d want that. But, uh, you know, no pressureโ€ฆโ€

She lets out a breathy laugh, her face flushed as she glances away, clearly flustered. โ€œIโ€™ve justโ€ฆ Iโ€™ve never felt like this before,โ€ she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. Her fingers tighten around yours, grounding herself in your touch. โ€œAnd I donโ€™t ever want it to end.โ€

You feel your chest swell, warmth spreading through you as her words settle in. You squeeze her hand in reassurance, your thumb brushing over her knuckles, watching as she relaxes slightly, a hint of her usual grin returning as she pulls you closer.

The peaceful night air shifts as you feel Jinxโ€™s arms tighten around you. Her fingers have stopped their gentle tracing, and she lets out a shaky breath. She pulls back, glancing at you with wide eyes filled with something between excitement and nerves. Youโ€™ve seen Jinx look a lot of waysโ€”confident, mischievous, boldโ€”but this look is new. Almost vulnerable.

โ€œC-can youโ€ฆ stand up for a sec?โ€ she stammers, her voice catching slightly as she untangles herself from you, her hands lingering on your arms as if to steady herself.

Confused, but intrigued, you sit up and get to your feet. She follows, but instead of standing fully, she settles down onto one knee, looking up at you, her cheeks flushed and her fingers visibly trembling as she reaches into her pocket.

And then she pulls out a ring box, snapping it open to reveal a diamond ring that sparkles in the faint light from the city belowโ€”a ring so big and brilliant that it almost catches your breath.

Your mind goes blank for a moment, your heart racing as you process whatโ€™s unfolding in front of you. Your hand instinctively moves to cover your mouth, and you feel a wave of warmth rush through you, as if every beat of your heart is echoing, saying yes, yes, yesย  This is Jinx, on one knee, her eyes searching yours with a mixture of hope and uncertainty that makes your chest tighten with pure emotion.

Jinx swallows hard, her voice a little shaky, and for a second, itโ€™s like sheโ€™s struggling to find the words. โ€œIโ€ฆ I know Iโ€™m not perfect. Iโ€™m reckless and a littleโ€ฆ well, a lot chaotic. And I probably drive you insane half the time. But when Iโ€™m with you, I donโ€™t want to be anywhere else.โ€

A soft, amazed laugh slips from you, but you donโ€™t dare interrupt. Youโ€™re transfixed, every nerve ending attuned to her, to the way her thumb brushes over the diamond, grounding herself as she looks back up with those bright blue eyes, filled with more emotion than youโ€™ve ever seen in them.

โ€œI want this. Us. Forever.โ€ Her voice steadies, her usual confidence returning as she looks up at you with a grin thatโ€™s all Jinxโ€”playful, intense, and utterly devoted. โ€œSo, what do you say? Wanna make all my future trouble your problem, officially?โ€

Her question hangs in the air, and for a moment, the world seems to stop. The stars, the city lights belowโ€”theyโ€™re all background noise to the look on her face, hopeful and nervous, her heart wide open in a way she rarely shows.ย 

Your vision blurs as tears prick your eyes, and as you meet her gaze, you know thereโ€™s only one answer youโ€™d ever give her.

Your heart feels like it might burst as you stare down at her, your mind racing to keep up with the whirlwind of emotions. There she is, Jinx, the wild, unpredictable force that turned your world upside down, now kneeling in front of you with an earnest, almost desperate look in her eyes.

She lets out a breathy laugh, scratching the back of her neck, her fingers still gripping the ring box. โ€œYouโ€™re really quietโ€ฆ Donโ€™t leave me hanging here, or I might actually combust,โ€ she says, flashing that familiar grin, though thereโ€™s a tremor to it, like sheโ€™s more vulnerable than sheโ€™s ever been.

You drop to your knees in front of her, taking her hands in yours. She stiffens in surprise, her cheeks flushed, but she doesnโ€™t pull away. Instead, she watches you with a mix of relief and excitement, her lips parting slightly as you bring your hand to her cheek, brushing your thumb along her skin.

โ€œYes,โ€ you breathe, and her face lights up, her eyes widening as the word sinks in. โ€œYes, I want everything with you, Jinx. Your trouble, your chaos, your everything.โ€

For a second, sheโ€™s stunned into silence, and then sheโ€™s laughing, a sound so bright and joyous that it fills the night air around you. She slides the ring onto your finger, her hands trembling a little as she presses a kiss to your knuckles, her lips soft and lingering.

โ€œI canโ€™t believe you said yes,โ€ she whispers, pulling you into her arms as she tumbles back onto the blanket, bringing you down with her in a mess of tangled limbs and laughter. She holds you close, burying her face in your neck, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on your back as if grounding herself in this moment.

Her voice softens, barely audible against your skin. โ€œYou know, I never thought Iโ€™d be lucky enough to find someone whoโ€™d want me like this,โ€ she admits, her voice thick with emotion. โ€œBut youโ€ฆ youโ€™re everything.โ€

You pull back to look at her, your fingers brushing through her hair as you lean down to kiss her, slow and deep. Her arms tighten around you, pulling you even closer as if she never wants to let go.

As you lie together, wrapped in each other, the city below fades away, leaving only the two of you, and a new promise that stretches as endless as the stars above.

You pull back slightly, feeling a grin tug at the corners of your mouth as you look into her wide, sparkling eyes. Her fingers are still tracing along your back, but you reach into your own pocket, heart pounding as you remember the surprise youโ€™d been carrying with you, waiting for the right momentโ€”hoping, somehow, sheโ€™d want the same.

โ€œActuallyโ€ฆ I have something for you too,โ€ you say softly, pulling out a small ring box and popping it open to reveal the ring youโ€™d picked out for her.

Jinxโ€™s eyes go wide, and then she throws her head back, bursting into laughterโ€”a wild, joyous laugh that seems to echo into the night, filling the rooftop with her energy. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you close as her laughter vibrates against you, her eyes shining with delight.

โ€œOh, youโ€™ve got to be kidding me!โ€ she gasps between laughs, barely able to keep it together as she looks at you, pure happiness radiating from her. โ€œWe really are perfect for each other, arenโ€™t we?โ€

You laugh with her, wrapping your arms around her and burying your face in her shoulder, feeling her warmth and her heartbeat thrumming against yours. She lifts her head, meeting your gaze with a grin thatโ€™s soft yet brimming with excitement. โ€œAlright, show me what youโ€™ve got, babe,โ€ she teases, still laughing.

With hands only slightly less shaky, you slide the ring onto her finger, her laughter turning into a warm, contented smile as she looks down at it. โ€œNow itโ€™s official,โ€ she murmurs, her voice filled with awe as she squeezes your hand, her thumb brushing over the ring. โ€œIโ€™m yours.โ€

And then she pulls you down beside her again, holding you tightly as if afraid to let go, your shared laughter eventually quieting into soft murmurs as the two of you lie tangled together, fingers intertwined, hearts racing, your promises shining just as bright as the stars above.

Hey!

This is my first story on here! Please enjoy and thank you @flametigress for answering my story maker quiz and suggesting this!

I wish I could make this more aesthetically pleasing, but Iโ€™m not sure how to work Tumblr posts (well blogs) that well, so Iโ€™m always open to suggestions/teachings

๏ฟผTYSM ENJOY!

๐Ÿ”ฅ๐“๐–๐ˆ๐ ๐…๐‹๐€๐Œ๐„๐’๐Ÿ”ฅ

Hey!

๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐จ๐ง, ๐œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ, ๐จ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž, ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ (๐˜/๐ง) ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž.

๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐๐ซ๐š๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐จ๐๐ฌ, ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐จ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ง๐š๐ซ๐ฒ. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ ๐š ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ.

๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ž ๐ ๐š๐ณ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ž, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ.

"๐€๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ?" ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ž๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž.

๐ˆ ๐ง๐จ๐๐๐ž๐, ๐ฎ๐ง๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ.๐ˆ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ข๐ญ, ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ง.

๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐›๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฐ๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐ž๐๐ข๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ. ๐€๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ž๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฅ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ฌ, ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐š๐ฆ๐›๐ข๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ.

๐–ฆน๐–ฆน๐–ฆน๐–ฆน๐–ฆน

๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฌ๐œ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ˆ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ.. ๐ข๐ง ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ญ, ๐ˆ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ž๐ž๐ฉ. ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง. ๐Ž๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ฐ๐ž ๐๐ž๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐.

๐–๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ž ๐œ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐›๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž.

"๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ," ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐, ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐›๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ.

(๐˜/๐ง) ๐›๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ž. โ€œ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ."

๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐, ๐š ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž, ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง. "๐˜๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ."

๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐š ๐›๐ž๐š๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ค๐ฌ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ.

๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ž. ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ.

๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ž๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ, ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž, ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ.

๐€๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ, ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ก๐ž๐š๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐, "๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐ˆ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ... ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ...โ€œ

๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐, ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ. โ€œ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž, ๐š๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ."

๐ˆ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ ๐š๐ณ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ, ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐๐๐ฌ, ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ก๐ž๐š๐.

๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž, ๐ˆ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ˆ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž, ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐›๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ.

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๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ @flametigress ๐…๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ:

Romance, demon slayer, two people meeting for the first time, No, fem reader, 500 (word count), a kiss between reader and character, twin flames

Omg this story is such a slay!

I enjoyed writing this (I may or may not have gone over 500 words idk)

If youโ€™d like to see more let me know! The best chance of your ideas getting uploaded is through my quiz (itโ€™s pinned)

TYSM

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