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@brazensouls
this account isn’t dead i’m just a bit slow here &&. my other accs as well.
😏 pretty sexy of me to make this acc and forget about it
solarbreath:
“Mmhm! I’m so excited! Let’s go, let’s go!” There’s nothing quite like food that gets him going. Without even thinking about it, Tanjirou moves his hand and takes Genya’s, forming a tight grip with every intention of taking the lead. The spot he has in mind is a little far off in a hidey-hole that could be easily missed if one didn’t look closely enough. “Seriously, it might seem as if I’m exaggerating, but these bowls are ginormous. I’ve never seen anything like them before. I guess that’s city life for you, huh?”
❝ ah --- well, i’m used to the city life, more or less. ❞ crowds used to bother him, but gradually he got accustomed to all the people and noises. it was easy when you had an older brother to hold your hand and help you all the time. now, he’s more independent getting about these days, but that isn’t always a bad thing. as they walk together, hands adjoined, there’s still some distance set between them ( as that’s what genya is comfortable with ) but when he’s with tanjirou he finds himself wanting to get out his comfort zone. sheepishly, he musters all the nonchalance he can and inches closer to him while they stroll. yeah, completely casual. ❝ but! i guess that’s what happens when you’re a country bumpkin, huh? it ... must of been tough to adjust, was it? ❞
nooo don’t like that n.sfw post 🙈
SEXUAL TRAITS ( 18+ ).
TAGGED BY: this was in my drafts in forever i forgot. TAGGING: who’s ever muse is horny today ig.
BOLDED is ❛ yes ❜ italics is ❛ conditional ❜ or ❛ partner-dependent . ❜ struck through is ❛ wtf is wrong with all of you . ❜
madestars:
“Your presence will be sun in winter,”
— Alfred Lord Tennyson, from “To The Rev. F. D. Maurice,” published c. 1855
trickyhearts:
pre-established relationship hearts!
❤️send to have a romantic ship with my muse 🖤send to have a toxic ship with my muse 💛send to have a platonic ship with my muse 💚send to have a friends with benefits ship with my muse 💙send to have a partnership with my muse 💜send to have a love/hate relationship with my muse 💖send to have a past romance with my muse 💔send for a slow burn romance with my muse 💕send to have a family type relationship with my muse
✿ Sanemi & Toshiro!!
RELATIONSHIP MEME - accepting !
( bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see. )
FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ toshiro ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other .
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / high school sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other .
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other .
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other .
they’re not available ( yet ) but i plan to add muichiro and akaza in the future!
wieldblood:
His joy brings her joy and she leans into him, a clawed hand gripping his arm, “I’m h-happy, onii-chan.”
stepping into the sunlight was only the beginning. tanjirou knew had he made promises long overdue, but he’s confident that one day they’ll finally get their lives back on track. through hell and back he does everything for her, and in a heartbeat he’d repeat it all over again just to assure her safety. ❝ me too, nezuko. i’m happy too. ❞ lips curl into a softer smile, his hand coming up to pat her head affectionately. ❝ since you’re able, would you like to take a stroll around the estate with me? ❞
A very pitiful Senjuro and his good-for-nothing dad.
wieldbrave:
kyojuro quickly learned, not long after ascending to the highest rank in the demon slaying corps, that his duties as a pillar often require him to be away from home for long periods of time. while he has no regrets or complaints regarding his chosen line of work, there are days where he catches himself missing the comfort of his own futon, the familiar creaky floorboards underfoot and, of course, his family.
it’s been months since he last visited his family home. time and time again, he’d make plans with his younger brother, only for them to be regretfully put on hold as a new mission beckoned him back out onto the battlefield. this time, however, he swears things will be different. he even goes as far as to put in a formal request with oyakata - sama, apologising profusely for his selfishness as he asks for a few days to visit his family before his next mission. he leaves the demon slayer headquarters a mere hour later, graciously granted an entire week with which to do as he pleases. after scrawling out a hurried letter informing his younger brother of his imminent return and sending it on ahead with his crow, he sets out with a notable spring in his step.
the sun has begun to set when kyojuro finally arrives at his family estate, the sky streaked with brilliant shades of reds and oranges. he passed through the local market on his way to buy a few things, which ended up delaying his journey a little longer than he’d expected, but now he stands before his childhood home, trying to decipher the strange amalgamation of emotions swirling behind his ribs. satisfaction. apprehension. relief. wistfulness. he wonders how much has happened in his absence.
there has been little change in his father’s demeanour since he was appointed as the new flame pillar, despite kyojuro’s hope that it might spark something within his once passionate heart — hopelessness surrounds him like a thick, choking fog, so dense that not even the brightest rays of sunlight can pierce it. try as he might, kyojuro has reluctantly come to accept that it’ll take more than his success as a pillar to release his father from the unwavering grip of depression. his younger brother, at least, seems to be faring much better, if their constant exchanging of letters is anything to go by. despite how difficult it must be for him, young senjuro has adapted to the abrupt changes in his life with a grace that kyojuro is unfathomably proud of him for. he only wishes their father could see just how brilliantly his youngest son is growing.
until their father is ready to open his eyes to the world again, kyojuro vows to support and bolster his younger brother, no matter the path he chooses to tread.
with a reaffirming nod, kyojuro opens the sliding door and steps inside his family home with a quiet announcement of his return, unsurprised to find his younger brother waiting on the other side. his earlier restlessness melts away, replaced with an all too familiar fondness as he gazes down at senjuro’s youthful features.
❝ mm! it’s good to be home! ❞ kyojuro admits with ease, the corners of his lips rising into a warm smile as he lifts a hand to ruffle senjuro’s hair. ❝ my next mission isn’t for another week, so we have plenty of time at our disposal. let us make the most of it! ❞ with a flourish, he reveals a brown paper bag which he’d hidden behind his back before entering, his smile widening as he explains, ❝ i bought all the ingredients to make your favourite dish, as an apology for taking so long to make good on my promise!! shall we cook together, senjuro? ❞
his brother never ceased to amaze him. kyojuro carries optimism bright as the morning sun, rainy days were powerless to extinguish the brilliant flame that shines so valiantly. countless people look up to him and he protects them all under his wing. no matter how far away they are senjuro constantly finds himself inspired by the elder and continues to use his everlasting influence as motivation, especially for the days that aren’t so sunny. on those days senjuro finds himself picking up a pen and paper ( his penmanship has improved drastically over the years ) and writes letters to his elder brother. he doesn’t write about all of his woes, not wanting to worry or trouble him. instead it’s just enough to take the load off his shoulders and even if for a short moment, he feels relief.
numerous times he’s tried to carry that same brilliant light, but sadly senjuro frequently finds himself getting discouraged. with every ounce of his optimism carries shadows of negativity, he knows kyojuro couldn’t be home all the time, and yet his own selfish feelings get in the way despite this understanding. whether it’s from his youth or a lack of resolve is irrelevant, senjuro doesn’t entertain the thought of giving up or staying disheartened for too long. instead, he proudly keeps his head held up high and mans the fort back home --- as best as he can, anyway. most days are spent in solitude as their father tends to shut himself away in his room, a shell of his former, glorious self he remembers very faintly from old memories. the circumstances have lead him to be more independent, albeit they aren’t exactly the best. he doesn’t talk about it much, but loneliness is contagious. often senjuro finds himself stuck with cases of the “ blues ” taking care of everything, with nothing but chores and studies to keep him preoccupied.
so seeing his brother walk through the door after so long has him beaming. the storm clouds in his eyes dissipate and proudly the sunlight breaks through. for today, he’s not a little solider bravely manning the fort.
no, today he’s simply a child --- elated to see his older brother return home.
❝ really? t-they gave you that long? ❞ a whole week? somebody pinch him, this is a dream come true! senjuro smiles jubilantly at the hand tussling his hair around ( a douse of brotherly affection is just the cure he needs ) then, gold eyes sparkle further at yet another surprise. ❝ i’d love too! can we make it right now? or if you prefer to relax a little first, that’s fine too. ❞ honestly speaking, it doesn’t what they choose to do, he’s just happy to have him home.
A cat? So, you’re the one who’s going to deliver this to Miss Tamayo, huh?
solarbreath:
It’s not often that as slayers they get down time and Tanjirou finds that he hasn’t spent as nearly as much time with Genya as he’d like, given that they were friends. He wasn’t sure where Zenitsu and Inosuke had gone off to, but figured that now was as good as time as any to take advantage of being in relative proximity. “We can split up the costs evenly, or even share a bowl. The place I have in mind have really giant bowls! Like, bigger than your head.” Tanjirou pauses for a moment — then rushes to correct himself. “Not that I mean that your head is big! I mean that in general, they’re huge bowls.”
❝ i got it. ❞ lips tug into a frown at the insinuation. if not for that, the comment would’ve most likely gone over his head otherwise. though, he won’t let that sour the mood. ❝ well, if that’s the case we can just split the cost for a giant bowl. ❞ sharing a soba bowl with a friend ... truth be told that’’s a luxury he didn’t think possible to indulge in. genya didn’t have many “ pals ” so it sadly the thought never occurred to him. now he can though, and for a brief moment there’s a faint twinkle seen in his eyes, but it's quick to die out. ❝ you okay with that? ❞
norabuta:
@brazensouls || continued from x.
…. does monjiro not think i can eat this rock? is he trying to start a fight? i’ll show him. inosuke proceeds to hurriedly lift his mask and shove said rock into his mouth. it wasn’t the plain initially but now that kentaro is doubting him he can’t back down.
❝ INOSUKE --- ❞ with razor sharp reflexes tanjirou’s lifts the boars hide over his friend’s head, a stern ( and most above all concerned ) look seen in his eyes, cheeks puffed out disapprovingly. ❝ spit that out right now! it’s not safe! ❞
solarbreath:
“Ahh, okay! Your secret’s safe with me.” Even if Tanjirou didn’t quite understand Genya’s attitude surrounding his departed tooth, he’d go above and beyond to respect his wishes — at the very least. As if tending to some precious piece of jewelry, he tucks the tooth back into his shirt, to keep it hidden out of view, and therefore, safe. From there, he sits next to Genya with the same sunny smile plastered on his face, before making a proposition.
“Do you want to get soba together?”
tanjirou’s smile resembles a ray of light. for reasons unknown it leaves him uneasy at times ( you are a child used to instability, bearing the hardships alone ) though strangely enough, it’s also a comfort. there’s not a trace of fear as he cuts through the clouds so boldly and shines down on him. maybe --- it’s okay to loosen up every once in awhile, let down your guard and enjoy life a little.
❝ soba? ❞ genya blinks, torn from his thoughts. honestly speaking, he can’t remember the last time he had a hot meal that wasn’t at the estate in passing. ❝ uh sure, that sounds fine. i’d have to check how much of my earnings i have left, though. ❞