Kny Tanjirou - Blog Posts
Okay, so this is a little thing that I just thought of about Demon Slayer. And I'm just going to kind of glaze over everyone's trauma in this post because, let's face it, about 99.9% of those characters have an immense amount of trauma.
Okay, so if a human eats another human after some time, they'll most likely go insane if they keep doing it, especially if they eat the brain( don't ask me why I know this) but what if the reason why a good portion of demons is not most go insane is because they ate human like the actual flesh. Because whether you want to admit it or not demons were once human. While demon like lady tamayo and yushiro don't go insane really because they just drink the blood, not eat the flesh. And what if the reason why genya ( I know that it could just be the way he is or have another mental issues but this is just a thought with my insomnia kind of kicking my ass) keeps changing like personalities is because he is eating demons that have been eating humans kind of like in the case of if a human eats another animal that has been eating humans kind of like those few cases where pigs ate humans and then people ate those pigs kind of go a little mental ( I like to look up some weird stuff and one of my favorite book series is the Asylum confessions that are based off of true stories and one of them talks about this killer that would feed his victims to the pigs and then eat those pigs and him and his boys kind of went insane well not really but mental it's a good series I do recommend) so what if they went truly insane because they ate humans and the reason genya switches personalities so quickly is because he's affected by that. And what if that is why Tanjiro actually is a bit more merciful with some demons it could also be he's just a very kind heart which he is but he can smell that they're sick as well as them being demons. It has been confirmed that he can smell like sickness and death on people, so why couldn't he be on demons. And what if little spoiler here when he and his dad went and killed that bear that was killing villagers he smelled a sickness on the animal like he smelt it wasn't right and what if in his travels he was able to piece together that the bear kind of had the same smell as the demons that it was sick from ingesting human.
I know that I'm pretty sure somebody else has thought about this. I'm most likely not the first I just thought this was kind of a weird thing and it's also that was kind of cool how it kind of plays into that I don't know if it was intentional or not but it's kind of cool. Please add your own thoughts if you like
Demon Slayer AU where everything is the same except Yoriichi is a ghost.
He’s corporal/people can see him, he can change his appearance from when he was a kid to when he was old.
He follows Tanjiro around. They met sometime before the Hashira Training Arc for sure, but how early depends on what the writer decides. Has he been there since pre-canon? Or did he show up after the Entertainment District Arc (would honestly make most sense since Tanjiro didn’t know about Sun Breathing until after Mugen Train, but again this is an AU).
He meets Muichiro, and after it clicks that he’s Michikatsu’s descendant Yoriichi follows him around too, eager to be close with the family he could never have.
Depending on when they met, Yoriichi could help Muichiro recover is missing memories earlier than in canon.
Other things about/to include in the AU:
Kamaboko Squad centric (Tanjiro, Nezuko, Inosuke, Zenitsu, Kanao, Genya, AND Aoi and Senjuro)
each member gets a one-on-one interaction with him at some point, which will add to their own personal character growth
Whether or not Yoriichi can physically interact with others is up to the writer
making him able to fight demons seems kinda OP, so unless the writer can find a way to make it make sense about how he can maybe don’t do that
maybe he can exude enough strength to stun demons, but not fully kill them
can he pick things up, or do they just pass through him?
He helps train Tanjiro, making him more proficient in Sun Breathing
this can give Tanjiro more time to hone is Water Breathing. It always irked me that Tanjiro didn’t practice Water Breathing as much when he discovered Sun Breathing (don’t quote me on that, I get my info from TikToks and reaction videos. But why learn two breathing styles and not increase your skill in both?)
this can allow a Giyuu training session in the Hashira Training Arc that we didn’t get to see
Expanding on Yoriichi changing his age: I feel like the older he presents himself, the more power he would have. So when he’s fighting, he’s somewhere between his 20s and 80s. However, because this takes up a lot of energy, when he’s not fighting he’s typically in the form of himself as a child or in his teens
whether or not his mentality/maturity is affected when he’s at different ages is up to the writer so long as it’s not portrayed in an erotic/kinky way
Yoriichi can give tips to the Hashiras that those in the Sengoku Era used (information always has the potential to be forgotten, so maybe there were some tricks that were forgotten about?)
can provide more information about Muzan and his weaknesses, since he was the only swordsman who came close to killing the Demon King
Interactions with Lady Tamayo and Yushiro!
Fluffy moments! Slice of Life, Found Family, all the tropes! Let him be the father to the Kamaboko Squad that they never had/lost (let him have the chance to be the father he never got to be)
Lots of interactions with Genya (is my favoritism showing?)
bonding over being the younger brother
bonding over their endless love for their older brothers
bonding over their older brothers who do so much to hurt them, but they just can’t stop admiring them
Let Yoriichi give Sanemi a talking to
yes, I understand why Sanemi acted towards Genya the way he did. He wanted to protect him, keep him out of danger. However. Good intentions DO NOT give you a free pass on bad actions.
the way that Sanemi treated Genya was cruel and frankly unacceptable; he could’ve gone about it in a much more mature manner
Interactions with Giyuu and Yoriichi!!
mostly bc Giyuu is my fav Hashira, but I notice a lot of similarities between them
Maybe Yoriichi can provide information about Kokushibo/Uppermoon 1?
Yoriichi has the flute that Michikatsu gave him with him in his ghost form
Additional weaknesses up to the writer (this goes for powers too)
Kamaboko Squad showing Yoriichi present-day things
A mix of fluff, angst, etc.
rating is up to the author
ANY SHIP is welcome so long as it is:
legal
not a pro-ship
treated respectfully/with some level of understanding
^^continuing from this, it doesn’t matter if you include SaneKane, SaneGiyuu, ShinoGiyuu, ShinoMitsu, SaneMitsu, ObaGiyuu, UzuRen, or any other pairing, polyamorous included. It doesn’t matter if there’s no ships at all. Everyone has there own preferences, and it’s up to both the reader and the writer to be respectful about it
This is all I’ve come up with for now! I’ll most likely come back and add more at some point, but if you have any ideas or suggestions let me know too!
If you end up using this idea, credit me with my Tumblr, and if you want to as well my AO3 which can be found in my profile :)
This is basically how that scene went right
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The Cosmos Complete
A Shooting Star (Tanjiro x Reader) Pt2 Masterlist
This is the finale part of my Shooting Star series, this doesn't exactly follow the true ending for Demon Slayer but, I wanted a little angst in there. Swearing, killing, blood, fighting, death.. all that good stuff. So a fast forward to the final battle.
"TANJIRO!" Y/n shrieked watching as her husband slowly morphed into something he hated, loathed, and swore to end... with rushed steps, she took in the scene in front of her, her brother pinned under the demon, the way Tanjiro bared his fangs at his masks man. It was all so much, so much to handle in such a short amount of time. Having just lost the only sister figure she ever had, didn't even get to say a true goodbye! What was once her elegant and delicate bow is now safely in the hands of Kanoe. 'No no!' She didn't want to see another demon break her heart, not after the monster that took Shinobu's life! The same monster that had treated her mother so gently. It hurt, she hated him now but, she couldn't help the softest bit of heartbreak that flooded through her as his colored eye slowly lost their vibrant shade and how his smirk dropped as realization truly settled in. God, she felt like vomiting! For the first time, she was truly fearful. The castle reeked of death... 'Oh Tanjiro,' she couldn't help but worry for her lover's nose, how sensitive it was... That damaged castle took Friends, family... and now lovers, right out of her grasp. It was as if her world was crumbling around her... her cosmos imploding again, destroying it the same way it was created... with a bang.
"KAMADO!" Inosuke screamed, his blue tips soaked red and his mask had been stripped long ago... his tears were evident, slowly falling down the curve of his bruised cheek as he struggled against the force of his friend... his brother. "BROTHER PLEASE!" no matter how much he screamed, yelled, and cried... nothing was reaching him. He didn't want to... neither did but, but reality slowly started to fall on the twins. The realization that the extermination of demons... was at their fingertips... but could they pay the price that was being demanded. "Y-y/n," his voice was broken, a plea to his sister, desperation hanging off each syllable. He needed her guidance, her brains! What was the answer? She had always been the smart one! The one to save them, she would always save them... right?
"Inosuke," She watched as his sword slowly began to bend under the sheer strength of Tanjiro... 'We have to'... "WE HAVE TO!" She screamed, tears pouring down, panic truly setting in, Never in her life had her sword felt so heavy... her deer skull so suffocating... and her wedding ring burned as if begging her. She knew... He knew... They had to kill him... His best friend... Her husband... Their Sun. With tight, deep, breaths, time slowed around them. She took slow steps, the mear feet becoming miles as she moved. Watching as Inosuke switched their positions, pinning Tanjiro down and struggling to keep him there. He was only half fighting him, she could tell how badly he wanted to give in, save his friend... but who was he to not fulfill his wishes...
"Y-y/n," He muttered, moving his stare so her could clearly see his twin, watching as her deer skull fell to the ground... a sickening crack followed as it bounced, once, twice before settling. With her face on clear display, the agony, the distress, the sadness. Why her? Why must it be her? The cosmos shouldn't have to destroy her own Sun, lose, or extinguish the very light that illuminates her. Oh, how lonely it is... being the strongest, what burdens does a God truly carry? To look into the eyes of a monster... for reassurance... for a safe haven where she could truly love a mortal. "I-I can't," Inosuke muttered, his defensive hold faltering... "I'm Sorry..." He groaned softly, allowing the claws of Tanjiro to sink into his skin, the searing pain...
"NO!" Screaming, she reacted before thinking, slamming into the demon and forcing him off her brother. Putting quite a bit of distance between them, Running her hand through Inosuke's hair, panicking at his unconscious state. Making sure she could still see the Dmeon out of the corner of her eye, "Inosuke?" She slid her hand to his neck, searching for his pulse... hesitating... her heart dropping when she felt nothing. Moving and adjusted his body, trying to get a read, just to see if his heart still pumped. "Brother?" She whimpered softly, the relief she felt as the subtle thump... thump... hammered against her fingertips. "Okay... Okay..." Steading her own heartbeat, she took a stand, protective in front of him.
Tanjiro stood, his body morphed ever so slightly... Still looking like himself... his soft face, his gentle smile... his sweet scent... how sickening. The only distinctive difference stood within his eyes... They weren't the kind and sparkling ones they were before entering the castle... No, they were sharp, mean... aggressive. She refused to look away from them... as they stood as the only reminder of what had been done... "My Love," She muttered, adjusting her Stance to strike... "Do not fear," She whispered, her grip on her swords tightening, "I shall follow you soon,"
With quick speed, she struck him, but she was taken aback by his own speed... She should have expected it... shame on her to think that the blood of the demon god was not superior to hers. He had blocked her with ease, his stance unwavering. His own attack followed shortly after, causing her to be sent flying... crashing into the ground with a crack before skidding to a stop, blood smearing as she did so. "AKA," She stilled for a moment, sitting to catch her pained breath before bouncing up and attacking again. Clashing back and forth, each swing a little weaker than the last, her stamina draining faster, from the battles before to this one now... she had spilled much blood. She refused to pull away though, her eyes refusing to leave him... knowing if she did so she'd die in seconds. "I HAVE TO!" Unsure of who she was yelling at, herself? or the soul that was once her lover, "TANJIRO!" She moved, her movements quicker than before, now carrying an intent to kill. Each step she took left swirls of colors and stars. Left then right quick, intentional... deadly.
'Y/n' She watched as his body froze... leaving the perfect opening for her to strike. It was as if for a moment he was battling himself, allowing her the perfect setup to kill.
"I LOVE YOU!" Screaming, she swung her sword down harshly, aiming for his neck... 'My beautiful Husband...' Her eyes drifted... oh how they drifted... Trailing from his eyes to his smile. One that she had woken up to so many times... so gentle... loving. Then to his hair, once she'd run her hands through it, so soft and fluffy.. never neat. And Finally, she landed on his wedding band... displayed his soul devotion to her and her alone... "Oh, My dear hus AKA!" She fucked up... pulling her final blow, so lost in the memories, so lost in what wasn't there anymore... the most amature move... the move of falling in love, leaving her wide open.
"AGH!" She screamed as his claws dug deep into her side, blood pooling in her throat before forcing its way out with a harsh cough. She Clawed at his hands, trying to get them to release her but they didn't budge, losing her strength and will to fight as her vision slowly faded into black.
Tanjiro lay within an endless pool of his own blood, trapped somewhere within his own soul. Ignorant to the battle happening outside this mindscape. "Y/n?" He muttered, consensus slowly coming to him, "My wife," squinting as he slowly opened his eyes, staring into the deep black night... lost of her cosmic light. He could hear her... her sobbing, her desperate cries for him... "Y-y/n," He whimpered softly, hearing her screaming in agony. "Y/N!"
Suddenly, he felt a strong hand take hold of his leg, the cold scales of a snake gently kissing his skin. Tracing further up he felt 2 delicate hands, one strong and firm but the other soft but precise. The soft sounds of beads hitting against one another, as a large hand palmed his upper back thrusting him upwards, soon many followed, cradling his body and lifting him higher and higher. Towards that sky that was slowly gaining stars....no not stars' hands. They were reaching for him! Trying to grasp his... the final hand took hold of his head... pushing him up as far as he could, but it wasn't enough... he stood the slightest bit out of reach!
"TANJIRO!" he hadn't been able to move, think, or speak... but the loud voice shattered whatever glaze had covered his mind. He watched as a hand reached through, with every inch of color kissing the sky, rippling with hues of pinks, blues, and purples. Catching the slightest shine of a ring that delicately decorated its finger. For once, he felt the tug to reach for it, felt the need to grasp it. Slowly, his hand moved, gently taking hold of it, closing the remaining distance that stood between them. "You Got This!, We Got This!" He felt the grip tighten as his palm was flushed against theirs, "I GOT YOU!" The voice echoed before harshly yanking him up into the sky, eyes squinting as the dark sky slowly faded into light.
"NO TANJIRO DON'T LEAVE ME" Muzan watched as his only chance was driven away, his face paling as the boy slowly created the sun, taking his rightful spot within the cosmos. "NO!" Then he found the same hands Tanjiro had... thought these had much different indents. "No!" He struggled against them, "No NO," Screaming as they held him steady, the sun now fully displayed in the sky. "NOOO!" And Muzan realized... Tanjiro did the smartest thing any man could do... He fell in love.
"TANJIRO!" With a stark shock, he sat up harshly, headbutting whoever was leaning over him, "Aka! Fuck!" His eyes darted, searching for her...
Her voice, her look... her sent, it was all he needed before crashing his lips into hers, pulling her close as he deepened the kiss. Cautions of both his and her own wounds... pulling away only because a mop of bright yellow hair crashed into his left side, then a much daintier figure into his right... and to top it all off a strong form pressed against his back, holding all of them close together. He couldn't help the sob he let out, the relief of being safely surrounded by his universe, his comet, his stars... his moon, and right there in front, tucked into his chest, rested his cosmos. "I'm Back..." He muttered, sinking deeper into the embrace.
"WE WON!" Man, what a life to live... one that was war-filled but love-filled just the same... and what a privilege to be blessed with the continuation of it.
"And that's the story of your Great Great Grandparents," Softly closing the journal, the woman smiled at the awe-struck look her 4 children held on their faces. With gentle hands, she placed the book right back where it belonged. A shelf that was decorated with pictures and memorable items, from the head of a boar, A lighting pattered Haori, a beautiful bamboo stick with a pink bow around it, a fire handle protector that was meant to decorate a sword and a deer skull... "What a life," She giggled, staring at the group photo of a woman who liked not much different from her own daughter, and a man the eerie reflected her nephew's face. They stood stark center, surrounded by friends and family... one claded in the most beautiful white Kimono she'd ever seen and the other a pressed black one to match. Humming, reading the title of the picture, signed by everyone who had attended, "Wedding day, Shinobu, Genya... so many," She smiled, "My... How loved were you?"
(OKAY!!! AGHH HIS WAS AHH Love this chapter so much!!! Love you all!! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL)
She's listening guys dw
Obanai iguro and Tanjiro Kamado
I started watching demon slayer and I love all these children I want to protect them
Well, well. Babygirl hasn't learned
Now she decided to translate and post without permission and without giving the proper credits to the author (@Idilic4)
FIC THIER
A few days ago one of my readers approached me to tell me that one of my fics had been stolen (The long way home-Muinezu fic). They also had the nerve to modify it and add chapters.
So today I woke up to news that the fic had been delated because I claimed it. Yet I felt uneasy so I decided to check this dude's profile just to be sure that my other fic (Of paper planes and braids) regarding the same ship wasn't there, and oh, surprise
THEY STOLE IT TOO! THEY EVEN HAD THE AUDACITY TO CHANGE THE TITLE BELIEVING THAT THAT WOULD BE ENOUGH FOR ME TO NOT TO FIND OUT!
For more context, I'm mainly on Ao3, I initially started on ffnet, but migrated to AO3. I do not have intentions of posting my stories on wattpad, and neither do I consent for my work to be posted or modified over there.
This is the user of the thief. So, if any of you had ever wrote smth for KNY (mainly regarding Muinezu) I would recommend u guys to go verify ur works hadn't been stolen like mines did
Links to the original works
TANAOI- SOULMATE AU
The happiest woman in the world.
Summary:
Aoi had considered herself blessed. She had had a pretty house, lovely parents and had been born with a soulmark. You'll be the happiest woman on the world, her mother told her. And sweet and young Aoi had believed in her words. But of all the possible scenarios she had imagined on her head, this one had nothing to do with any of them. It was unexpected and scary. And she wasn’t sure if it was welcomed at all. Why did the demons had to get involved on every single aspect of her life? I won't fall, she repeated to herself as if it were a mantra. She refused to take the leap. Or Tanjiro is Aoi's soulmate and she doesn't know how to deal with the pressure of it all.
Shinobu had asked her to be in charge of a particular trio of mizunotos found in the Natagumo Mountain. One of them in particular had grown quite an image. According to the news, he was said to have violated the rules, bringing a demon –who he had claimed was his younger sister– along to the battle. The slayer had claimed that she still held humanity, and would be incapable of hurting anyone.
That sounded impossible to her. She had seen demons, and witnessed the cruelty and pain they brought with them. Always full of bloodlust. So she didn’t find it possible to fight along them. But Oyakata sama had given resolution to the situation so it wasn’t her place to judge.
It was deep in the night when she finally approached the room. She opened the door and introduced herself in the room, finally getting sight of the boy who was the protagonist of the rumors of the moment. Given his story, she had expected that boy to be some kind of punk with a strong appearance, but he wasn’t. Despite being deep in sleep, Aoi found that his face and features seemed gentle. It threw her out of balance, it seemed she had judged him very soon.
He had pretty hair, that much she could give him. It looked like some kind of burgundy tone, though it looked darker against the moonlight. And those sure were a pair of flamboyant earrings.
She checked on the clipboard about his state.
Kamado Tanjiro.
So that was his name, huh?
It seemed he had been pretty beat up. According to the record right on her clipboard, the slayer had gone through multiple cuts, abrasion on face, arms and legs. Sprains all over his body, plus pulled muscles and contusions on his lower jaw.
He has been sleeping since his arrival in the afternoon. He must be tired.
She set down to work and started updating his vitals. And while checking on his temperature she found out that he was going through a fever. Her mind immediately ran through all possible scenarios for that outcome. It was most likely a product of tiredness or an undetected and infected wound.
Embracing her role completely she quickly started to inspect his body in look of the wound according to the information on his registry. The blue eyed girl paid special attention to the abrasion on his face, the one over his cheekbone seemed to be getting nasty. It was shallow, but it covered a good amount of space on his skin, and was starting to get that characteristic yellow color that indicated an upcoming infection.
The moment she posed her hands on his face to treat it the boy reached up and captured her wrist with his hand, holding it and keeping it in place.
"Let go of me!" she found herself saying. Aoi certainly hadn’t expected him launching himself like that and much less couldn't she continue with her job if he kept restricting her movements like that.
"Your hands are cold," he said sluggishly. It was most likely that the fever had fried his brain at that point. Yet at the moment it didn’t matter. Aoi found herself in shock.
He, that boy, had just pronounced the words that were etched on her skin.
Your hands are cold.
She found herself panicking, the desire to flee from there kicking instantly. This wasn't supposed to happen like that.
Before she could react the boy's grip slackened letting go of her wrist, his hand limply falling back to its previous place and his mind slipping back to unconsciousness. Aoi took two steps back, her hands felt clammy and the beating of her heart was right on her ears.
The room felt too small for her, she needed space. Would it be wrong to go and let him like this? She shook her head, he was her patient.
Setting aside her emotions she put on her medical façade and ran in medical mode from there on: accomplishing her task, composing his clothes and tucking him before leaving the room. Her mind and heart a mess.
Why? Why did her soulmate had to be related to the demon slayer corps? There was nothing but suffering on that field. She refused to come to terms with it.
I'm trying to promote ma fic since the views and kudos arent't doing that well and its kinda demotivating, just a little uwu
If you feel curious about the context heres the link to my fic! I'll love to have you there~
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61286977/chapters/156639085
See ya there~
WE ARE HAVING A TANAOI FIC!!!
Relationship: Kamado Tanjiro/Kanzaki Aoi
Summary:
Aoi had considered herself blessed. She had had a pretty house, lovely parents and had been born with a soulmark.
You'll be the happiest woman on the world, her mother told her. And sweet and young Aoi had believed in her words.
But of all the possible scenarios she had imagined on her head, this one had nothing to do with any of them. It was unexpected and scary. And she wasn’t sure if it was welcomed at all.
Why did the demons had to get involved on every single aspect of her life?
I won't fall, she repeated to herself as if it were a mantra. She refused to take the leap.
I really like this ship, though I know it may be a little controversial for the ones who are married to the canon, so be nice and respectful :))
I'm tryinna make internet friends, so don't be shy and leave some comments! Maybe, if you like, pleaseeee!
i was going through my posts and saw this
if yall dont thank me-
if miyano mamoru doesn't play douma, then whats the point?
seeing ppl make fanfics and headcanons about the pillars and its like okay but yall are forgetting someone
MY BABY!!!!
me just waiting for my baby to get animated like
if miyano mamoru doesn't play douma, then whats the point?
I love how Kaburamaru's enjoying with Kamado Siblings and Shinobu
Love this official art sm
I know it's kinda random but KNY has bew official art and it's so precious to me
Also I love how Tanjiro and Muichiro are next to eachother it's so precious (Muitan duo>>>)
My silly pookie bears
That's the same picture, change my mind