Im In Tears

Hey! I love this series and I was wondering if I could get tagged when you post the next part? No rush but if you could then thank you! I’m going to go and read some of the other stuff you have now. Bye have a good day!

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ, thank you so much for reading. I glad you like it. I'll be sure to tag you. I hope you have a good day too❤

Alastor angst sorta

it started as angst then spiraled

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You were Alastor's assistant when you were alive

You helped him run the radio show

The two of you became good friends, then eventually more

He would always walk you to your house as there were a lot of missing person reports in your area

You had no idea that he was the cause

Until you saw him kill someone

You tried to pretend like you didn't see anything and acted as normal as possible but Alastor caught on

He slowly got the truth out of you and once he did he killed you

Your death was the reason he got caught and sentenced to death

You both met in hell

You panicked and tried to avoid him but he stayed close to you even while broadcasting his carnage

He could tell that in hell you were a fish out of water so he proposed a deal

He would give you enough power to protect yourself from anyone and everyone that tried to harm you in exchange for your soul

"Why are you following me?" You ask as you got away from the public eye so you could talk to him.

"I just want to have a little chat, my dear. We used to be quite close after all." He smiled

"That was a long time ago." You groaned as you hugged yourself to give some type of comfort.

"Exactly, in all my days I never would've thought that you, of all people, would end up with humanities worst. Whatever did you do, my dear." Alastor said as he approached you.

"That is none of your concern."

"Oh, but it is a sweetheart such as yourself doesn't deserve this place but looks can be deceiving." He sang as he wrapped an arm around your waist and lead you down a side walk.

"I can't think of anything bad that you could have done to end up here and I'm just dying to know."

His prying eyes stared into yours, it was making you uncomfortable. You removed his hand from your waist and walked beside him.

"Why would I tell you? You're the reason I'm here in the first place." You said. You couldn't believe how wide his smile grew.

"I did not kill you because I wanted to. In fact, it was your death that led to mine." He leaned close to your ear and whispered, "You meant that much to me, my dear." The sound of static filled your ears. His confession surprised you, it reminded you of your relationship when you were alive.

"I killed my parents." You confessed, and the static stopped abruptly.

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I wonder though. Since I saw your Giyuu with adopted child fiction. I would love headcanons if Giyuu had introduced the child to the pillars

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Giyuu has never been so nervous for s meeting before. Some how word got out that Giyuu had a child and everyone got curious.

Shinobu was teasing him about having a wife or a girlfriend but he shot that down and said he found you

That opened a new can of worms that made everyone think he kidnapped you so they demanded to meet you

At the meeting kagaya wasn't there yet and all the hashira surrounded you and giyuu, bombarding you with questions

Even Sanemi asked a question although it was a bit backhanded but still

You shrunk back into your fathers arms, he hugged you securely making sure you knew it was okay

Luckily they got the memo and backed off a bit (expect for Mitsuri who found you absolutely adorable)

When Kagaya got there he congratulated giyuu on his recent fatherhood (secretly wishing he could still see)

"I'm proud of you, Y/n. I know you were scared but you didn't run away good job." Giyuu praised you as he got you ready for bed.

The day had really tired you out, you talked a lot to the hashira much to giyuu's surprise. He could tell you enjoyed yourself.

"Thank you papa, I had fun, I wanna go to every meeting" You were falling asleep while talking

"I know." Giyuu chuckled. "Good night." He tucked you in and kissed your forehead before going to bed.

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❝𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞: 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧❞

Mizu x Reader - Reader in this fic is of some sort of mixed or foreign descent, but this can also be interpreted as having any trait that would make them a pariah of sorts. Warning, not proofread lol. All spur of the moment.

When you found the blue eyed stranger laying bloody on a lonely street, you took her in. You keep her warm, fed, and with mends on her wounds. Mizu knows well that there are sacrifices to be made on her path. She doesn't know just how much they can sting.

Mizu can't quite pinpoint the most irritating part of the pain. The ache of broken bones, the sting of stabs and slices, the consistent ringing in her head; everything hurts, and she supposes that like every other injury, it's all par for the course. Small price to pay for revenge. She knew she'd have to rest at some point, but she didn't expect to be incapacitated, edging on consciousness for days. Every now and then there's a sensation like coolness on her forehead, or water at her lips.

It's on day three that she becomes lucid enough to realize someone's taking care of her. Her distrustful brain is immediately sounding alarms, but her body can do little to react in such a broken state. Mizu can do nothing but lie silent and weak on this futon, sipping medicines and soups when it's brought to her mouth and being patched, cut for cut, wound for wound.

The first thing she notices about you, her caretaker, is your eyes - eyes brimming with concern and care, eyes that catch every weakness of her flesh and seek to heal. She hears your whispers of "poor thing" and "I'll get you healed up in no time". And being Mizu, her first thought is...

"Why?"

She hadn't meant to say it out loud, but she doesn't rush to take it back. Why are you, a stranger, so willing to take care of her? Why are you expending your resources on a broken thing, a mistake that any other sane person would let rot in the street where they found it?

You only smile at her, and in such a way that makes her heart race. Gentle, patient, tentative. She doesn't like it one bit, the way it pulls at doors she's kept locked for years. Her eyes focus, taking in what you look like as you stand and ready yourself to leave the room.

"I don't need your pity!" She manages to choke out. It has you stopping your tracks.

"It's," she coughs, sputtering on words, "It's because you're just like me, isn't it? You're different. A monster."

The look on your face is one of mild amusement, an eyebrow raised and corners of your lips upturned. She's not sure if it's that or the confidence in your next words that makes her cheeks heat up.

"I am not a monster. Neither are you."

And you're gone, leaving her to deal with the weight you've left in her chest.

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The days turn into weeks, the weeks into months. With so many parts impaired, it'd only make sense that healing would take this long. Most of all, it's your endless patience that surprises Mizu. When she reopens a wound by carelessly trying to train despite your cautions, you're there patching it up. When she expresses her frustration with not being able to take up the sword yet, you're there reassuring her that it'll all be fine in time. You're kind when she's haughty and sarcastic (which makes her feel guilty, and thus even more indignant), and this extends to others as well. She often sees you helping children or neighbors, anyone in need. You're loved in this town.

It makes her a bit irritated, seeing your kindness bestowed on others. At first she thinks it's because she sees weakness in your actions. Then she thinks it's jealousy - why are you, someone who would otherwise be an outcast like herself, so beloved by your town? How come it didn't turn out this way for her? But when she sees you cooking enough for the both of you and the family next door, stirring slowly as the food steams, she thinks to herself, god, she's even patient when she's cooking. And then it hits her.

She is jealous, but not in the way she thought. In the way that yearns for your priority, that seeks to be the only recipient of your sweet manners and loving nature.

It doesn't help that you've grown close, too close for her liking. There have been nights spent in each other's company, saying nothing but gazing at stars. There have been conversations in which you've both laughed, some in which you cried. Mizu's mind can't help but remind her that this isn't safe; the last time she opened her heart up, it returned battered.

But this - you - feel safe. You dedicated nearly three months to healing her body, all the while you had been patching up wounds the eye can't see.

"I'm leaving," she says meekly on a warm evening, the two of you sat in a field of grass overlooking your village. You look to her and she only stares forward. You suppose it's better than her leaving without telling you, but the pain is no lesser because of the thought.

You take a deep breath and exhale before answering, "I had a feeling."

There's a long silence between the two of you. It's your turn to watch the sun setting over the trees as Mizu looks at your expression, the hints of sadness in her eyes.

"Do you... do you really have to? You are welcome here, you know. You'll always have a home here with me."

The words have Mizu choking up and suppressing the sudden and unnerving urge to cry. What you've done to her in three months still astounds her.

"I do. You know I do. I was always going to have to leave."

Mizu is caught by another urge, the urge to take those words back when she sees streams on your cheeks. You sniffle and hiccup, and it's so much less pleasant than your usual smiling disposition. It hurts in the way no blade ever could.

The sun is disappearing, and she wills herself to stand. If she doesn't, she might never go. She turns to leave and you stand as well. She stops in her tracks when you tug on her sleeve. She faces you and you slowly, carefully bring a hand to the side of her cheek. When she doesn't flinch away, you lean in close. Your lips meet in a kiss that conveys words that neither of you have the power to say.

You pull back after a moment, your forehead pressed to hers and your eyes closed. Your voice is quiet, almost inaudible when you say your goodbye.

"Break my heart once by leaving. Do not break it again by dying."

She turns and leaves while your eyes are still closed. You open them to an empty field, your palm still wet with her tears.

Please can you write the demons meeting Ghost Ronin Male Reader they think his a demon Slayer and put a hole in his chest or something fetal and thinking it's over walks off and hears him laughing and his voice sounding normal then demonic and he looks at them eyes burning blue fire and says "Time to put you to rest" and it ends with them dying or escaping with some burn and some cuts maybe a missing limb and they can't heal themselves

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You were walking around the forest when you ran into...

Akaza

thinks you are a weird-looking demon slayer but doesn't hesitate to fight you

The fight didn't last long and both of you were left panting

He's faster than you and takes his 'final' strike

"Time for you to rest." You say, gripping your sword and forming a steady stance.

Akaza turned around to see you charging at him with your sword engulfed in flames. He just barely dodged.

You let him go. He was too fast.

Daki/Gyutaro

Daki would be cocky and think that one punch was the thing to bring you down

Gyutaro comes out when he hears you laugh

You cut Daki's head off and then went for Gyotaro but he was smarter

"Daki you IDIOT." Gyutaro picked up Daki and ran out of your range.

Douma

He thought you were pretty cool

If you were a demon he'd annoy you with endless questions about yourself

Douma is very unpredictable and caught you off guard that didn't stop you from having a big comeback

"Aww, that's too bad. We could've had so much fun together... Oh well." He turned and walked away.

You rose from the ground, sword in hand.

(An: Call an ambulance. Call an ambulance... but not for me.)

"Time to rest, demon."

"Huh?"

Douma took the most of your attack and ran away with his tail between his legs.

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Hey

Made another drawing of the reader

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I LOVE THIS

This is filling my fantasies. This is amazing

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Think of the children

Vander x reader

when Vander comes back with Powder and Vi

"Are you alright, Are they alright" was the first thing you said to him when he walked into the last drop holding two miserable looking children.

"Just a few cuts and bruises nothing to major." He says while you take the children to go get cleaned up then lay then down in your bed. Going back to Vander you see him sitting at one of the tables with his head in his hand.

'The whole thing on the bridge must've not gone so well.' you thought. You went up behind him and wrapped your arms around his neck giving it small gentle kisses.

He lets out a shaky breath. "So many lives lost. It....It wasn't worth it."

You were at a lost for words. Nothing you could say could seem like a positive in this situation.

"Where'd you find the children." You said softly to kinda get a grasp of what exactly happened on the bridge.

"They were on the bridge looking for their mother... She's dead... They saw her." His voice was raspy and dry. You let go of him in order to get him something to drink.

You went behind the bar. Cleaning a glass to get him some water you felt him wrap his arms around you from behind, hugging you tightly.

"If they have no where else to go I was thinking about keeping them." You smiled at the thought of having to more orphan children in your care.

"I of course would say yes but you'll have to run that by Mylo and claggor."

I was finally able to finish what I think the suit would be like! ❤️

Sorry for the lighting, it’s pretty hard to take a good quality picture with my phone.

I decided that since Lucifer outfit is supposed to be a ringleaders of a circus that Azazel’s would probably be a magician ones. To show his love for magic and the fact that Lucifer probably showed off his magic skills to him in heaven.

The pink and white represent Lucifer, red and black represent Charlie and the Purple is to represent Lilith.

(Also an idea that I can up with is that his witch hat act like a hammer space storage like Marry Poppens bag.)

Hope you like it! I’ll try to do a drawing of him wearing the suit and hat and maybe go for what his heaven appearance was before his fall.

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I like this alot!!!!!!!

it makes him a luci kinda like twins (ring leaders if you will)

my idea for a what if (not a request) for Male Reader x demon Slayer. so Reader is a evolved demon like demons tried experimenting on themselves to become immune to their weaknesses and Reader is the result but he escaped and kills everyone and turns out he can also feed on demons just like humans and turn them into evolved demons like himself and he becomes stronger with every kill and the demon Slayers hear about him and send some to kill him and becomes a one sided slaughter because turns out the experiments made him immune to nearly all demon weaknesses except for the sun so and his rapidly rising up the food chain and becoming a treat to not just the demon Slayers but to muzan as well

if there was a demon reader like that I feel like he would resent everybody. like if anyone got too close, hostile or not he will kill/eat them. He doesn't like demon slayers or demons. If he had the chance he would eat muzan not because he wants the power but because he can. He would build is own army just to spite muzan.

it would've been cool if they had a character like that in the anime.