Miscommunication, Part 2

I find myself thinking about Kokushibo and his family a lot. His wife and children, I mean.

Him abandoning them was wrong, but at the same time, I can't entirely blame him. It was clearly an arranged marriage and one that he wasn't happy in. Even though he described it as "peaceful", he also followed that up with "boring." For someone like Kokushibo, who's entire passion is swordsmanship and improving himself, I can see how that would ultimately lead to a feeling of discontent and listlessness.

However; my sympathy also extends naturally to his wife and children. Just like him, they were forced into a situation they also had little choice in. Kokushibo's wife was arranged to him, just as he was to her. The children didn't ask to be born. In the panel depicting Kokushibo leaving, it's easy to tell that they did love him. His wife looks devastated while his eldest tries to run after him, reaching out to grab his leg or his hand to keep him from leaving.

I see many discussions surrounding Kokushibo and his feelings towards his family, but ultimately I feel the situation is more complicated than one or the other. I don't think he hated them, nor do I think he truly loved them. He felt shackled, perhaps even resentful of his circumstances, but he did ultimately express regret at having abandoned them.

Kokushibo likely had more complicated feelings, perhaps more than he understood or was willing to admit. Having two children with a woman, one who was visibly devastated by his departure, and having his eldest child try to stop him from leaving seems to me like a pretty good indicator that, while he was with them, Kokushibo was a fairly good husband and father.

They loved him. I think Kokushibo had at least some fondness for them, too. Not enough to stay, not enough to consider his wife his "true love", but enough to treat them kindly while he was with them and to feel regret for his actions upon his death.

I do find myself wondering how his wife and children coped after his death. Financially they were probably fine, but emotionally is another thing. His wife probably had to live with the knowledge that the man she loved, or at least tried to love, didn't return the feelings. At least, not enough to prevent the final outcome.

His eldest would grow up with bittersweet memories and confused feelings. He would remember the excitement he'd felt when he was small and his father came back from his most recent mission, or the memories of Kokushibo holding him or promising to teach him how to wield a sword, all of that muddied by the pain and resentment of being left behind, of hearing his mother crying in despair.

His youngest would forever have a void in his heart. Never having had memories of his father, but longing to have known him and subsequently feeling guilty for longing for the man who abandoned them. Did they ever ask their mother or elder brother, or were they too scared to prod at old wounds?

Did they ever fully pick up the pieces? Did Kokushibo ever think of them, as a Slayer or as a Demon? I suppose we'll never know.

𝐈 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔…

I JUST CAN'T STOP LOVING YOU...(even if I try to.)

Pairing : Kokushibo x gn! reader

CONTENT WARNING ❃ : Intimacy ; explicit words ; overall cuteness ; NSWF

Kokushibo was the best companion you could ever wish for , under his stoic mask and cold personality, indoors, he was the most loving person you had ever seen. You had the chance to witness things that none of the other fellow moons and Muzan even got to catch a glimpse of. Yet something was amiss.... the way he looks at you , the way his six spider-like eyes gently fall upon you at the slightest movements of yours. The way he held you like you were pure crystal, as if, if held too tight you could crumble under his palms. He had this way of making your heart beat. With him, life felt easy , secure , calm if not magical , his kisses like petals , his touch so tender yet firm and needy , that's all you could ever dream of and oh gosh his smile...but so then..why did he seem so against intimacy ? Or at least that's what you thought , you both had been seeing each other for quite the years already , so why is he so...reluctant abt it ? Perhaps unsure would be the word. He never said it out loud , but it showed subtly : whenever a body part of yours showed he'd be the first to notice ,no matter how small and cover it at the speed of light. He would always redirect conversations whenever the topic hints to explicit matters , he would deny you showering together repeating that you need your privacy and he shall give it to you , always finding excuses over excuses , but at what cost ? All you wanted was to pass the gap , to be closer both emotionally and physically to your forever lover , you wanted to feel that love , feel him pour his love in the closest way two persons could be , you wanted to hear him say sweet nothings as you two were beautifuly intertwined in each other presence and love. You wanted to touch , to feel , to try...You never straight out asked him for intimacy , perhaps you were unsure too , abt his reaction or thoughts about it , perhaps scared that all the love will go away Does he find it gross ? Perhaps demons don't engage in those activities ? Yet silly of you to never have tried to ask , not even once...until today :

It was a calm afternoon , both of you were in your quarters inside the Infinite Castle , though your chambers were quite isolated from the rest of the apartments , a secluded place of serenity and away from the cruel demon world that lurked in the shadows. Being human , Kokushibo protects you with every fiber of his being , meaning he doesn't want you to be any close to demon activities. But there you were , sharing the same bed , Kokushibo was reading next to you , his six ethereal eyes seeming to dance across the pages of whatever ancient book he was reading. You looked up at him , your mind still spiraling about his constant "denial" of intimacy. As your eyes locked. You didn't have to say anything , he knew , he knows , he sees it in your eyes , something is wrong. His eyes always did that thing , slowly squinting at you as if silently saying "What's wrong ?" , yet it was also his way of simply studying you , you were used to it by now.

"I'm okay..just thinking" , you replied knowing no matter how many words came out of your mouth , he always sees right through you.

"No. You're clearly not , you seem uneasy. What is it you're thinking about ?" , he says as his eyes peer into yours now. He scooted almost imperceptibly closer to you , his attention now solely on you.

Yet you remained silent. You were scared , unsure , overthinking , what if he never sees you the same way after asking what has been bothering you ? Seeing your panic , he didn't hesitate and immediately , gently placed you on his lap , holding you securely in his arms , gently rearranging himself for your comfort. He was gently patting your back , his eyes never leaving your face , your eyes to be more precised , eyes are the portal to the soul : this way he could know what were you truly thinking of and read through you. He started gently combing your hair , never once breaking eye contact still. A gentle kiss to your temple and here you were giving yourself out , the intensity of your emotions just made you blurt it out , no filter , no sugarcoating :

" W..WHY DON'T YOU WANT INTIMACY WITH ME HUH !!! Am I not desirable enough ? Do I..do I not please you enough ? Why..then why you-" No, he didn't cut you off , you cut yourself off , seeing his reaction. His hand gently caressing you back had already stopped moving long ago , his eyes were widened , his body stiff , his face like a deer caught in deer lights. A small tint of blush peppering his cheeks yet it disappeared the moment you spotted it. The scene was quite humoristic and you would probably be laughing your ass off if the situation wasn't that serious at the moment lol.

"Y..You want intimacy from me..?" , he was shocked by himself , shocked by this revelation and did he just..stutter ? His heart did like a whole 360 , if it wasn't for his image he wouldn't be fighting against his own body trying not to blush. He tried to process your words , but there he was just looking at you with widened eyes , oh dear how can a man be this clueless , were the hints not hinting enough ?

All you could do was shyly nod , you couldn't bring yourself to say another word. He was baffled , as if he had just heard the date of the end of the world. This state of shock lasted so long it felt like forever.

"I...w..why ?" he said while looking away , his eyes shyly darting to the side. Was the man in front of you really the Supreme Moon ? His shy side was more than endearing , you didn't see it often , but whenever it did happen it was the cutest thing ever.

"What do you mean..why ? I don't know why..I just..that's how it is okay ? Is it not what couples do ? Is it not another way to show..our love...?" That line hit him like a truck , of course it was , and he knew it. In fact he had always been wanting it , no craving it even , showering you with his love , being as close as possible , feel your skin close to his , he wanted it all , so why..?

"I..do too. Very much at that.." , he stopped himself realizing how needy his words sounded. He quickly looked back in your eyes before shyly looking away again as if intimidate by your gaze now , or perhaps embarrassed by his own whole love struck behavior. He sighed , resigned to be honest , eyes locked back on yours with a newfound determination in them :

""I love you , adore you even..I don't have the words to describe what I feel for you , it goes beyond words. he gently put his hands on your hips, stabilizing you and him , grounding himself in. You're more than desirable , more than beautiful. I apologize for my foolishness , for being scared , for not knowing how to communicate how much I wanted that..closeness..too. The truth is..I'm afraid , afraid of hurting you , not doing it right..not loving you right. Afraid of not being enough to please you. I just can't stop loving you , and the last thing I desire is for that love of mine to overwhelm you. So only if..only if it's not too late, may I..""

Your breath hitched , how cruel of him to not let you process his words first , how cruel of him to have that angel carved-like face , these earnest eyes that felt like the moon itself looking at you..no he didn't let you process it all , not before he finally asked :

"May I..make love to you , tonight ? Will you let me ? Will you let me love you properly ?" , his heart was beating so fast , his body stiff as if bracing himself for the most outrageous denial or any sign of repulse from you.

"You may..."

He gently lowered you down on the bed , both of your hearts beating uncontrollably , both unsure , yet both deeply in love with each other.

He climbed on top of you , careful not to crush you , but close enough your lips were centimeters away from each other. One kiss. Two kisses. A third one and here you were , your legs already curling around his sides which made his hips stutter for a moment as he just started almost imperceptibly grinding against you , slowly , gently but most of all with love. He poured all his love into those kisses , between each , there you were smiling to each other. Sometimes nervous laughs would slip in before making out again , it wasn't rough nor brutal , it was gentle , tentative and sensual.

The night had fallen already , the moon casting its glow through the window as if winking at this beautiful union. Candles were lighted , the atmosphere - romantic , the clothes - off already. It was the first time seeing each other bodies bare and your heart stuttered and his too. Your touches were tentative at first , muscles twitching at every touch, gentle caresses to ease both your hearts. He was really careful and attune to every of your facial expressions , at the smallest twitch of eyebrow he would stop all movements , silently ask for permission over and over again to make sure you were comfortable and enjoying it as much as he was.

"Beautiful...you're simply beautiful" he said in awe, his eyes seeming hypnotized by the sight before him. He was gentle with his caresses gently kissing your lips , your cheeks , your neck all while gently rubbing against you , careful not to go too fast too soon. He would gently caress your body at every shiver of yours , reassuring you that no matter how far you've gone , you can stop it all at any moment.

Then with a last gentle loving kiss, he discovered your world , careful not to shatter it. You gasped. He gasped. Both of you paused. Tears rolled down, but not from pain , but from joy , from reunion. The slight discomfort was there yes , but the love overpowered it all. You two looked like a silly mess , both crying at how pure and loving it felt , you exchanged kisses , pressed against each other. He whispered sweet nothings to you , his voice barely audible from that overwhelming yet beautiful love he felt for you at this moment. He held you securely in his arms and just when you gave him the green light , there he was gently thrusting into you , each thrusts with a bit more love every time. His sounds , your sounds , his love , your love , his body , yours...all of it were intertwined in that very moment and neither of you wished for it to stop.

"I can't get enough of you...I..I just can't stop loving you.."

The night is gonna be very long 👀...

Doma , that snitching b*tch , hum hm..well.. tattler that he is , told Muzan after overhearing by mistake the moans sounds that came out of that indeed secluded space of the Castle.. However, he's the one that got scolded and punished by Muzan for , I quote :

"So you come here in my sacred office , pestering me with foolish and unimportant matters ? Is that right ? "

-Muzan

⋆˚✿˖° Heyy there wow like just wow I didn't even know I was capable of writing things like that 😭😭 I did say in a previous post that I wouldn't do nswf yet I wanted to give it a try for you guys so I hope you guys liked it !! I tried to keep it as subtle as I could and not really get into deep details but I hope it was pleasant to read still ! And pleaseee I loveee y'all comments so don't be scared to comment your thoughts on it !! Also I'll say it again , not as an excuse ,but as for you guys to go easy on me lol english is not my first language so there might quite the mistakes in my posts and my way of phrasing things may be wrong too and I'm really REALLY sorry I try my best to correct them ! xoxo ⋆˚✿˖°

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ONE-SHOT

Urogi has a breeding kink, male demon reader. In here the fur in Urogi's legs are pants.

Warnings: Breeding kink, Anal sex, Cannibalism, Predatory-animalistic behavior, Mentioned egg-laying, Mentioned m-preg (no actual m-preg).

You know you got lucky, really lucky, out there.

When he turned you into a demon you lost all your memories, but you knew you loved birds. While you don't really have many bird-like features, just some feathers that you could control as your demon blood art, it was something hard to miss.

You can remeber having some singing for you at your arm-reach at sunrise, maybe you owned some as pets, but that is your only human memory. But look what you found as a demon.

Your feathers are not weapons, it's more a sensoring type of ability, so the buddha's damn second you found a Hashira that managed to get near you unnoticed even with the feathers spread to sense threats, you should have died. But the Upper Moon Four was around, deemed a bigger thread, and decapitated. The Hashira was talented, thank heavens you didn't got to face him, and managed to decapitate the anger clone, Sekido, after he came out, and the pleasure clone, Kakaru, let himself being decapitated for fun, bringing out Aizetsu, the sorrow clone, and Urogi, the joy clone. It seems you were the first demon with feathers he has seen for a while, since he, who has wings and talons, took a big interest for you instantly.

You remember wanting to grab his wings, they looked so majestic and soft that it made your insticts to take and touch clash with the ones that told you to fear Upper Moon Four. Urogi did not share those reservations and instantly grabbed your feathers without even asking, and caressimg his face with them. "They are even softer than mine! I'm going to keep some, ok?" You did not tell him that you could locate him if he did, or that you could feel his touch through the feathers.

You can always feel and find him, whenever he separates from the other clones, you know. And you chase.

"Oh, you've come to see me again!" He doesn't worry about this, he knows he can destroy you easily, and he enjoys your presence (the pun intended, he adores bad puns). "What you got there? Gimme!" To rush up here you had to eat, to not waste time you just grabbed a random human in your way. What was this guy doing just standing in front of his house (was it even his, at this point) beyond midnight is not of your business, just that he was around and you needed to eat to gain speed. Urogi takes the body off your hands and sits crooked over it to start eating, tearing the flesh with his talons and fangs.

"Hish lag sar fullo fats, "he puts more into his mouth without swallowing first" t'sh sho tashte an greeshy!" [His legs are full of fats, it's so tasty and greasy!] His manners are not better than the ones of a wild animal, you can't help but shake with some disgust as some of the chewed flesh falls off the side of his lips as he opens his mouth to add an eyeball to the mix. You laugh it off. "Try to swallow your food, Birdie. It's not like you're going to feed chicks with that." He finally swallows before grining at you, taunting, he opens his wings as he stands up, with them he looks a lot bigger. The intimidating gesture doesn't let you move as he gets closer, his face just a breath away from yours.

"Why, would you like to see me feeding lil' chicks? Don't lie, I have seen the way you look at me, as if you wanted to have mine." Your face heats up as he wounds your pride with that confession, so you feel the need to answer something. That is the reason you came with a comeback you didn't even think through. "Oh no, if anything you would be the one laying eggs, Bird Boy." You both paralyze the second you finish that sentence. What the FUCK did you just said to one of the fifth strongest demons?

Again, you are very lucky, maybe you have a second demon blood art that gives you that much luck, because Urogi just laughs with a blushing face and uncomfortable smile, looking around without making eye contact. "I-I think Sekido is calling, so...... yeah. Good egg- I mean TALK! GOOD TALK!" He basically yeets himself into the sky, he flies really fast he got out of your sight in 7 seconds, only to come back and pass over you, that is where the rest of the clones are. But you survived.

And, the next time you meet Urogi, he's the one that reaches for you. You don't really know what to expect, he is not looking at you, just standing besides you and playing with his hands, blushing. "Hey.... so.... what was your name again?" You tell him, but Urogi still evades your eyes as he blushes harder and scratched the back of his neck. "Y/N.... ok. Yeah, um- about last time.... I kept thinking about it and.... it was hot." What?

He takes a deep breath to gain confidence before grining at you. "And, I know, you like me. A lot. So how about you do me a favor~?" He lunges at you grabbing your shoulders, digging your talons in, making you bleed. Just like that one time, your mouthes are one breath away from each other. He giggles as he lets his tongue out, letting it touch your mouth.

You have no idea if you used to catch birds as human or if your demon insticts are stimulating it, but you can only obey the urge to TAKE. Without thinking you grab Urogi's waist and slam him against a tree. He wraps his legs and wings around you before the impact, making his back recieve fully the hit as your pelvis meets his. This makes him moan as he tears your shoulders as he groans, sounding very close to a moan, and arches his neck. It takes you only seconds to heal as he moves his head over your shoulder "Breed me~".

You feel your dick getting hard with those words, that voice, this position. You keep one hand on his waist while you grope his ass under his clothing. He moves his hips eagerly as he moves his hands to take off your tops. He giggles as he feels your fingers brushing against his entrance, teasing over it. It's already lubricated, though you would need to check if he prepared himself already. "Did you touch yourself here before coming?" You ask softly as you try to insert a finger, it goes in easily, it even feels like it's being sucked in by the wet heat

.

Urogi trembles a bit nervious as he feels you touching his insides under his pants, from the movements of his hips from before that made friction between your pelvis you can feel his dick is getting hard against yours with the clothes in between. "I already told you I kept thinking about it~" he answers cheeky. You take that as an invitation, so you move his pants as he wraps himself closer to you with all his limbs, digging the talons of his hands in your just below you neck and the ones in his feet behind your thighs. "Just like this is fine for now, just give it to me already~"

After leaving some scratches in your legs, ones that heal at the expected speed, Urogi uses his legs and feet to move your clothing off your erection, licking his lips when he feels it against his skin. Both of your hearts begin to race as you line the tip into his ass, pressing without entering. You pause. "Are you ready for me to fuck you, Baby Bird? Ready for me to stuff you full with my seed?"

Urogi bites your shoulder, burrying his face in your skin and almost tearing your bleeding flesh as he moves hil pelvis impatiently. You laugh at as you heal as you spit in one hand and massage your dick to enter smoothly for you too. When your tip starts to slip inside, slowly, Urogi moans against your skin, fangs still deep within, once your member is fully settled inside his hole is that his mouth lets go. "There we go, all inside. Does it feel good?" Urogi just start licking the blood off your shoulder before resting his chin there, panting a bit. Once he gets used to the size of your member he giggles and moves his hips. "I want more, gimme all you've got T/N~".

You thrust hard into him, having all of him clenching around you "Fuckkkk, Urogi. You are so tight and hot..." The sound of your balls hitting his tighs goes along your grunts. Urogi keeps giggling and moaning "Yeah... oh yeah~, just like that mng~ Y/N~" With your hand in his hips you try pounding into different agles, searching for his sweet spot, a really high and loud moan from Urogi is all the signal you need to keep thrusting there. You also start to jerk him off, taking advantage of your demonic strength and his grip in you, never letting his talons off your constantly healing back and legs as you hear him scream. "YESSS~ THERE! Fuckfuckfuck T/N!" He giggles between high moans "Mmmmng~ I want your cum~ ohhgh~ Breed me dumb and pregnant~" He bites you again as you beging to pound harder into him searching for climax, you can feel the smile in his lips. "Shhhit~ you're so hot. You want it in your tummy~? You want me to put a baby inside you?"

You know that as demons, and male ones at that, none of you is fertile, much less can carry a child. But the though of Urogi enjoying so much being so full with you that he is bulging and round-shaped is enough for you to give in into this kink of his. "YESSS fuck YESS~ Gimme argh~ fill me with chicks~...." He keeps moving his hips with you until you cum inside with three loads of hot and thick semen. Urogi arches his back at the first one, scratching you more, he starts giggling with the other two. You start trembling as he moves his wings, making you fall down. "Not enough~ keep your promise and actually fuck me until I look pregnant!"

"God, you are insatiable." You groan in response, Urogi just giggles again as he starts to ride you, still moaning, scratching and talking about being bred. You last less this time due being more stimulated, but he doesn't seem to mind as he keeps up the pace. You turn both of you around to corner him, back against the ground, by the sixth round and use all your strengh. You can feel part of your cum is leaking out of his insides as you thrust, there is a small bulge in his stomach. The talons and fangs keep you in place as you move your pelvis back and forward, Urogi begins to babble at the stimulation. "I'm shooo full it argh~ makes me shoo happy~ Imma cum~ lemme cum plssss~". You thrust as fast and hard as your body lets you, not caring of the bruises you are leaving in Urogi as you grab him and pound into him, they heal in less than a second so thay are hard to notice. "C-C'mon c-can you feel the chicks, b-b-baby bird? Fuck, you are so stuffed argh.... L-look your.... your pregnant.... tummy...."

He does look down, only to bite you hard as he trembles, tighens up and cums into your chest with two full loads, the liquid sticking to your skin as you cum for the last time. You both are panting as you fall down over the Upper Moon, you have to admit he tired you up a bit, but it was worth it. You only have some few seconds to get ready and move inside the cave Urogi found you near by before the sunrise. You have to help him, he is a bit complicated by the state he is in, but still cuddles with you once you are safe. "We need to do this again some time T/N, don't you think? Don't you ever deny me the joy of feeling so full."

There is something in his tone.... it's a threat, you don't want to think what would he do if you rejected him. But.... you don't need to. "I've got you, baby bird." You answer as you cuddle back.

You are indeed very lucky.

Demon Slayers with a Foreign Reader

This was requested by @ruiroku, sorry it took so long, hope you enjoy.

Check out my other works here: Masterlist.

I have two ideas for a foreign reader. From what I was able to find, Demon Slayers take place during the Taisho period (1912-1926). This was around the time Japan opened back up to Western influence after previously cutting themselves off from the rest of the world. Because of this, I could image the reader coming to Japan for many different reasons.

The best idea I had was reader being a doctor/nurse who is studying Japanese medical practices or teaching western medical practices (keep in mind that when I say "western" I don't necessary mean American/European. I just mean literally anything to the West, which is a lot of places, as to keep the readers original home vague).

Either way, throughout your time in Japan, you got to learn a lot about Japanese culture and practices, and overall enjoyed your stay there. Over time, however, you began to notice strange happenings and disappearances, especially the weaker patients you would take care of.

You made the assumption that your patients were simply succumbing to their illnesses, but whenever you checked up on their families, they claimed that they had just disappeared. This lead you on a wild goose chaise to find your missing patients, since you knew how venerable they were.

All this led you to be cornered by a hungry demon, who was enraged at your attempts of finding your patients. He was right about to kill you before you were saved by a very...eccentric looking man, to say the least. In one fell swoop, he chopped the demons head off, saving you from a very painful death.

The man, who you figured out was named Rengoku, was very loud, and talked very fast. So, it was hard for you to translate what he was saying. He assumed you were in shock, so lowered himself down to your level, and explained slowly he would be taking you with him to get your wounds treated. It didn't take long before you passed out.

This was how you became acquainted with the Demon Slayers. After your wounds were treated, you came to the realization that your former patients were killed, and it hurt very much. You felt like you weren't doing your job as a doctor and failed their loved ones. It took a toll on your mental health, Shinobu recommending that you stay until you feel better both mentally and physically.

The Demon Slayers Headquarters is surprisingly cozy, even with the many intense figures there. Shinobu is the one who you spend most of your time with, since she takes it upon herself to treat your wounds personally. She takes very good care of you, and you're intensely grateful, but sometimes you can feel a little overwhelmed with how strangely focused she is on you and your wellbeing. Though, she does offer to teach you a thing or two about medicines that can treat demon related injuries.

Once you are able to move on your own, you spend a lot of your time with the other Hashira's. Rengoku is very interested in learning about your home country and could listen to you talk about your home all day. He's very childlike in his curiosity for you, often ranting happily about his own interests and dreams as a Hashira. While he is very lighthearted, he does often remind you that you own him for saving you.

Others like Giyu pretend not to care about you and want you to leave as soon as possible. However, when it comes to your safety, they take it very seriously. Being a foreigner, Giyu views you as target for many dangerous people. He often reminds you that you are weak and easy to manipulate, though you don't really hear any malice behind his works, almost like his he genuinely worried about you.

Uzui is pretty intimidating when you first meet him, but you eventually learn not to fear him. You get to know him more and more when you start to patch him up after missions. You don't realize as you begin to open up to him about how you miss your home and family. Uzui doesn't seem to mind though, as he listens to you carefully and even offers advice on how to acclimate better to your new home. He even suggests that you meet his wives some time.

Once the Tanjiro and the gang arrive, the quicky warm up to you. Tanjiro thinks you are the sweetest person ever, and always feels bad when you're forced to take care of him after missions. You honestly remind him of the warmth of a parent that he very much misses. He also loves that Nezuko loves you. Zenitsu also likes you, especially since you are much easier on him, and Inosuke doesn't have that much of an opinion on you, but he doesn't hate you. In fact, he's probably the most interested in your home country since he's lived a pretty secluded life until becoming a demon slayer.

The kids being, well, kids, are very interested in your native culture. Tanjiro is sympathetic and understands that you might miss your home often, so he offers for you to teach him things regarding your culture. He might even learn how to cook native dishes that can remind you of your home. Unlike the others, who want you to forget about your native country, Tanjiro feels bad whenever you talk about missing your family or friends, even though it fills him with jealously.

They are also obsessed with the way you sound speaking your native language since they think it sounds so cool. Some of them like Rengoku might even want to learn, while others are simply content with hearing you talk. They think you're so smart, being able to speak to languages. Even if you're not fluent in Japanese, they're all willing to help you with anything you're struggling with. Though, there are times where they'll bend the truth on what they are saying whenever you're confused, most notably when they're talking about something not so savory.

In conclusion, even once you get better, you're staying with them. The Hashira's are very good at making you feel like you owe them something, and so they abuse that to get you to stay. You don't even notice that you're slowly and slowly forgetting about leaving, as you start to work as a nurse with Shinobu. Even once you get better and can technically leave on your own, you're constantly reminded of how dangerous the world is without your demon slayer friends.

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A/n: I might write a part 2 with the demons, so tell me if you would want that.

you opened a path to reach further heights and you abandoned it ... very weak 𖤐🐰

on “love”

Demon Slayers with a Foreign Reader

This was requested by @ruiroku, sorry it took so long, hope you enjoy.

Check out my other works here: Masterlist.

I have two ideas for a foreign reader. From what I was able to find, Demon Slayers take place during the Taisho period (1912-1926). This was around the time Japan opened back up to Western influence after previously cutting themselves off from the rest of the world. Because of this, I could image the reader coming to Japan for many different reasons.

The best idea I had was reader being a doctor/nurse who is studying Japanese medical practices or teaching western medical practices (keep in mind that when I say "western" I don't necessary mean American/European. I just mean literally anything to the West, which is a lot of places, as to keep the readers original home vague).

Either way, throughout your time in Japan, you got to learn a lot about Japanese culture and practices, and overall enjoyed your stay there. Over time, however, you began to notice strange happenings and disappearances, especially the weaker patients you would take care of.

You made the assumption that your patients were simply succumbing to their illnesses, but whenever you checked up on their families, they claimed that they had just disappeared. This lead you on a wild goose chaise to find your missing patients, since you knew how venerable they were.

All this led you to be cornered by a hungry demon, who was enraged at your attempts of finding your patients. He was right about to kill you before you were saved by a very...eccentric looking man, to say the least. In one fell swoop, he chopped the demons head off, saving you from a very painful death.

The man, who you figured out was named Rengoku, was very loud, and talked very fast. So, it was hard for you to translate what he was saying. He assumed you were in shock, so lowered himself down to your level, and explained slowly he would be taking you with him to get your wounds treated. It didn't take long before you passed out.

This was how you became acquainted with the Demon Slayers. After your wounds were treated, you came to the realization that your former patients were killed, and it hurt very much. You felt like you weren't doing your job as a doctor and failed their loved ones. It took a toll on your mental health, Shinobu recommending that you stay until you feel better both mentally and physically.

The Demon Slayers Headquarters is surprisingly cozy, even with the many intense figures there. Shinobu is the one who you spend most of your time with, since she takes it upon herself to treat your wounds personally. She takes very good care of you, and you're intensely grateful, but sometimes you can feel a little overwhelmed with how strangely focused she is on you and your wellbeing. Though, she does offer to teach you a thing or two about medicines that can treat demon related injuries.

Once you are able to move on your own, you spend a lot of your time with the other Hashira's. Rengoku is very interested in learning about your home country and could listen to you talk about your home all day. He's very childlike in his curiosity for you, often ranting happily about his own interests and dreams as a Hashira. While he is very lighthearted, he does often remind you that you own him for saving you.

Others like Giyu pretend not to care about you and want you to leave as soon as possible. However, when it comes to your safety, they take it very seriously. Being a foreigner, Giyu views you as target for many dangerous people. He often reminds you that you are weak and easy to manipulate, though you don't really hear any malice behind his works, almost like his he genuinely worried about you.

Uzui is pretty intimidating when you first meet him, but you eventually learn not to fear him. You get to know him more and more when you start to patch him up after missions. You don't realize as you begin to open up to him about how you miss your home and family. Uzui doesn't seem to mind though, as he listens to you carefully and even offers advice on how to acclimate better to your new home. He even suggests that you meet his wives some time.

Once the Tanjiro and the gang arrive, the quicky warm up to you. Tanjiro thinks you are the sweetest person ever, and always feels bad when you're forced to take care of him after missions. You honestly remind him of the warmth of a parent that he very much misses. He also loves that Nezuko loves you. Zenitsu also likes you, especially since you are much easier on him, and Inosuke doesn't have that much of an opinion on you, but he doesn't hate you. In fact, he's probably the most interested in your home country since he's lived a pretty secluded life until becoming a demon slayer.

The kids being, well, kids, are very interested in your native culture. Tanjiro is sympathetic and understands that you might miss your home often, so he offers for you to teach him things regarding your culture. He might even learn how to cook native dishes that can remind you of your home. Unlike the others, who want you to forget about your native country, Tanjiro feels bad whenever you talk about missing your family or friends, even though it fills him with jealously.

They are also obsessed with the way you sound speaking your native language since they think it sounds so cool. Some of them like Rengoku might even want to learn, while others are simply content with hearing you talk. They think you're so smart, being able to speak to languages. Even if you're not fluent in Japanese, they're all willing to help you with anything you're struggling with. Though, there are times where they'll bend the truth on what they are saying whenever you're confused, most notably when they're talking about something not so savory.

In conclusion, even once you get better, you're staying with them. The Hashira's are very good at making you feel like you owe them something, and so they abuse that to get you to stay. You don't even notice that you're slowly and slowly forgetting about leaving, as you start to work as a nurse with Shinobu. Even once you get better and can technically leave on your own, you're constantly reminded of how dangerous the world is without your demon slayer friends.

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A/n: I might write a part 2 with the demons, so tell me if you would want that.

Everytime I draw Douma, his hair varies every drawing like I don't have a definite style like FUCK YOU DOUMA I FUCKING HATE YOU AND YOUR STUPID YEE YEE ASS HAIRCUT 👹🤺💩