I Have Two People Here Who I Really Like And One Of Them Noticed Me And I Got Really ExCITED AIDJZKSJDS

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

Summary:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

     No.

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

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

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

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

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

     “[Name]!”

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

–

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

     Ah, I’m horrible.

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a little bit of rain won’t stop the flame hashira!!

inosuke: just found out my mom wasnt my real mom

zenitsu: you mean your mom the boar?

the demon slayer corps

kindness is a strenght

a small tanjirou animation 💮 I love this boy so much he’s so kind and pure… and I had a lot of fun making this! I read the manga a few days ago, what an emotional rollercoaster ahhh ;;

Trust

Zombie apocalypse x demon slayer

Just imagine

And then suffer. >:)

I’m debating one-shot or multiple parts.

But who should the reader be with? Or just all of them—

[Kimetsu No Yaiba]

[Sanemi x Reader]

[One-Shot]

[Warning: Swears and Nudity]

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Sanemi had been working a lot recently. As the CEO of the company he worked at, he would always be out and about with meetings or doing paperwork at his work place. [Name] was getting so lonely since he was always at work. She understood and didn’t get in his way, however, it was becoming a daily routine that she couldn’t stand. Sanemi would wake up extremely early in the morning to shower, then to leave for work. He wouldn’t get home until she fell asleep.

However, for [Name], today was different. Sanemi was given a short vacation, meaning he would stay home for a few days. Much to her delight, he would only have at home meetings in the first couple days and he would be good to go for the rest of his break.

It was third day of his suppose break and he was still locked up in his office, doing paperwork. [Name] frowned as she stared at the closed door from where she was sitting.

Sanemi promised her that after he finished his work, he would sit and watch a movie with her. He’s been an hour late so far to their little movie date; in their own home. She could hear Sanemi arguing with one of his business partners in there.

Or maybe a few.

She could hear the words ‘flamboyant’ and Shinobu’s passive aggressiveness towards Giyuu. It sounded like he was in a conference meeting with his fellow pillars.

“Burn in hell, Giyuu!”

The sudden outburst was nothing new. Every time he had to do those sorts of calls, he would be swearing someone out. Unless his main boss was in the call, he would be more quiet.

Most of the time.

She couldn’t help but softly groan. She leaned against the headrest of her couch, pulling out her phone to scroll through social media.

Something caught her interest.

It was a video of a woman recording herself.

“Okay guys, I’m going to walk in as my boyfriend is playing video games~”

[Name] spotted a towel being thrown on the floor and watched as the woman walked in her boyfriend playing his games. [Name] giggled as the man had to do a double take until his jaw dropped.

She pressed her hand to her lips and thought for a moment.

I wonder how Sanemi would react if I did this...

Fuck it.

She tossed her phone on the couch and made her way into their bedroom. After stripping to nothing, she strutted her way towards Sanemi’s office with her bra in hand.

She quietly opened the door, a dumb smile residing on her face. When she walked in, Sanemi was in the corner of the room, his eyes trained on the screen in front of him.

It nearly offended her how he didn’t look up immediately since she was right in front of him.

(She was out of view of his webcam)

She walked towards him and bent over to rest her arm on the desk. For a moment, Sanemi had reached forward, grabbing her hand. Not once, had he still looked away from the laptop as he rubbed his thumb against the back of her hand.

He mumbled under his breath, which seems that he was reading something; a document. She stared at his face a moment. He looked so concentrated, yet annoyed. He clicked his tongue. With his other hand on the mouse, he clicked away from the document to reveal the online meeting he was in.

[Name] looked to see that it was all of the pillars, excluding Kagaya Ubuyashiki. She glanced at Sanemi.

“The proposition’s alright. I think it would be better and easier if we invested our stocks with the organizations in Kyoto instead.” Sanemi said as he rested his cheek against his hand, while still holding [Name]’s.

“If only that was easier...” She heard Giyuu’s voice trailed off.

Sanemi stiffened and slammed his fist onto his desk,”What was that, shitass?”

“Nothing.” Giyuu replied.

[Name] couldn’t help but giggle.

“Eh? Was that [Name]? Tell her she’s so pretty and I miss her!” Mitsuri cooed. [Name] peered onto the screen, seeing the Sakura-haired woman wave her hands to the screen.

She waved her hand and poked her head into the view of Sanemi’s view cam.

“[Name]! Looking flamboyant as ever! You should visit me and my wives sometime! Suma was always such a big fan of all the desserts you made!” [Name] skimped the faces to see Uzui in the middle of the screen.

She smiled,”I love too! Maybe you guys can come over for dinner!”

“The hell they will.” Sanemi murmured.

[Name] whacked him.

His only response back was an eye roll.

For a moment, [Name] forgot that she was naked in his office. It was a bigger surprise that Sanemi didn’t notice yet, since he was so engrossed in his work.

Time to wrap this conference up.

“I’ll leave you guys to finish up the meeting.” [Name] said, as she stood up. She heard a few murmurs of byes and looked at Sanemi. Sanemi was glancing at other paperwork that was on his desk.

Is this man serious?

[Name] felt a bit ticked off. Then, she remembered the bra that she held in her hand. With a faint hum, she held it above his head and dropped it onto his lap.

That snapped Sanemi from his focused trance to look at it. He looked confused why her bra was thrown at him.

“[Name], what are you—....”

When he looked up, he froze. He had to do a double take.

Then stared, his jaw dropped,”Holy shit...”

[Name] wanted to burst into laughter because of how he reacted. It was rare to see him caught off guard so quick.

“Sanemi? Is there something wrong?” Rengoku’s voice rang from the audio. Sanemi snapped out and glanced down at his computer.

“I have to go now. I have urgent business.” He ended the call and closed his laptop.

He slammed his hands onto his desk and shot up.

“[Name], what kind of shit did you just pull...”

She made her way out of his office,”Why don’t you come here and find out.”

Sanemi loosened his tie as he followed her,”I think I rather teach you a lesson for walking in my meeting like that.”

i want a baby, pillars edition ;

shinobu:

mitsuri:

sanemi:

giyuu:

kyoujurou:

tengen:

obanai:

gyoumei: