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Still at that “I wanna get back into writing for this blog and I think about it everyday” mindset but stuck at the “too depressed to write and when I do write it’s not the event requests” stage

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I want to get back into writing again but for some reason this demon slayer event (can we still call it that? Has been.... months...) is just. blocking the write-y bits of my brain

Edit: mental + physical I llness can suck my ass :<

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I need to name the event drabbles(?) from now on! I think the lack of name for them is rather turning off for readers

Then again, I’m bad at naming things 🥺

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  Gyūtarō x Fem!Reader~

As requested by @tomurastrashpanda​! Thank you for the request and your patience with me! I’m so sorry it took so long ;;~;; i’m not sure if this is really fluffy enough so please let me know if you’d like me to rewrite it! i am sorry!

Find the event post here.

Warnings: technically none; reader is an oiran but it’s mentioned only vaguely-- there is no reference to adult themes other than the existence of the oiran profession itself

Words: 884

You. You, you, you.

Gyūtarō, by some construed and jumbled calculation, found himself enraptured with you. A human. A teeny, puny, annoyingly mortal human. How?

Through the eyes of his dear sister he saw you for the first time.

At the Oiran Dōchū, the parading of the oiran through the Entertainment District, he saw you.

Poor, distraught little you.

Your eyes were reddened, and your eyelids were puffy as mochi, your cheeks stained with dried tears and your lips trembling. You were a pitiful sight, less so revolting and more so adorable to the ugly, bloodthirsty Upper Rank Six demon. Dumbfounded by the throbbing hole in his chest, Gyūtarō fell disgusted with himself at first. After all, he still had Ume Daki to give his adoration and care. How dare he think of spending his time on a mere human?

Despite his initial impression that you were meek and pathetic, you rose the ranks of a different house. You had the beauty for it, certainly, and he was certain human men would gravitate toward that adorable, graceful flair you had about you, just as he did. You had more freedom than one would expect; freedom you would have to fight for.

Gyūtarō often found himself admiring you from a distance. You seemed so delicate on the outside, and you were far too cute to be seen with a monstrosity like himself; so, he couldn’t bear to approach you and risk rejection.

There was once you almost caught him admiring you from the street below your balcony. He was covered head to toe to conceal his marks and inhuman body. And then there was another time you succeeded.

With a sweet smile, you tilted your head at him. Bewildered, Gyūtarō pointed to his nose in question. You appeared to giggle – he heard you despite the clamour and clatter of the crowd around him thanks to his heightened senses – and beckoned him to come forward. He almost chose to flee, but decided that no, no, he would be a slave to your flair and beauty no longer. If anything, he’d kill you and let Daki consume your flesh just to be rid of this curse he couldn’t name.

But he can’t bring himself to.

“You needn’t hide from me,” you graciously yet sweetly scold, now sitting across from him in your quarters. “Please, be at comfort. Remove your coverings.”

“I’m ugly,” he finds himself saying. “You don’t want to see me.”

You had him under some spell, you must’ve! Something to make him so honest and human!

The corners of your lips upturn dearly, your eyes crinkling in response to your sweet grin. “Aren’t we all, in some ways?” you ponder.

“No! Not you!” Gyūtarō refutes without meaning to, the words blurting from his lips almost unwillingly.

You appear surprised to him, your eyes widening a little and your lips falling open slightly before your little smile returns. “What’s your name, lovely?” you ask liltingly.

“Gyūtarō.”

“Gyūtarō, why do you hide?”

Gyūtarō makes a face at you from underneath the coverings. “I’m ugly, I told you. You don’t wanna look at me.”

“Gyūtarō, why do you hide from me?” you repeat.

“I told you.”

You shake your head at him, though. “My dear, why do hide yourself from me?”

“Huh?”

You scoot closer to him, and even as he leans away, you lean toward him. “I see those eyes more often than not, my love,” you whisper, voice so sweet and kind. “They’re beautiful eyes, I think. I understand them to be quite lovely actually. What I don’t understand is why their lids hide them away so often when I gaze upon them.”

Oh. Oh, he was smitten with you, wasn’t he? The mere fact that your pulse still beat in his ears said so. If it wasn’t you, if it hadn’t been you challenging him in such a way, those lips would have been sliced off and the eyes gouged out. But no, it was you, and so they weren’t.

“You’ve come here. You must have some desire to reveal yourself.”

In due time, maybe, he’d reveal himself in his entirety to you. He was a naughty demon, after all, and you were the naïve human. Bit by bit, he decides, he’ll show himself to you, taking away bit by bit his disguise. For you. And you only.

And so he starts now, in this moment. He removes the hood of his cloak whilst leaving the face covering.

Your eyes widen in shock for a moment, for a moment long enough to allow Gyūtarō to look way from you. But then your smile is back, even sweeter than before, and he senses it. You crawl even closer still toward him, stopping with your knees against his.

“May I?” you ask innocently.

“What?”

With a giggle at his cluelessness, you slowly reach – so as to not question his guard – to cup his covered face with your palms, then pulling his forehead towards you and placing a gentle peck to his forehead.

You retreat and he stares at you in awe. And so you do it again. And once more. Gyūtarō even finds himself leaning into your touch.

You smile at him, rubbing at what little of his cheeks are exposed.

“Perhaps we ought to have tea?”

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hello.

I am so happy i found your blog, i love what you write. I spent an entire one and a half hours re-reading the blue hour AU over and over, because it’s literally great. Its great how much effort you put into it, its not common for me to find something like this on tumblr, which, the effort totally paid off and i love this goddamn series(I’m not sure what to call it,,). I’ll also take this opportunity to say,

wtf i just love your jjk stuff💀💀 like dude i just found my new favorite blog oml

sorry if this is like, weird🥲🥲 i just dont find alot of blogs i like on tumblr and i just love your stuff man.

hi!! so, i've read this ask, roughly, a dozen times because it makes me so happy!! thank you so, so much <3 thank you for enjoying blue hour. so much :>

also no! not weird at all. i really appreciate your feedback!! and encourage you to send more like this to writers. we appreciate asks/comments like this dearly <3

i'm so happy you enjoy blue hour. and my blog so much; it means a lot. please know that i intend to continue blue hour. even if updates a re slow ;;;; i am sorry for that

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I JJUST READ ALL OF YOUR BNHA JJK FICS IN ONE GO. I love all of it so much 😭❤️ you're really talented 👏👏

waa, thank you so much ;;v;; i'm so happy you enjoyed them! i'm sorry i've been so inactive and unable to give you more content :<

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Rengoku x Reader Birthday Surprise!

As requested by anoni! I enjoyed writing this, even though it got much longer than I wanted, haha.

Find the event post here.

Words: 1379

Weeks.

You’ve been preparing for this moment, for weeks.

For weeks you’ve been covertly purchasing ingredients, trying various recipes gathered from old ladies around town, practicing the method of tea brewing (and finding quality leaves), and subsequently failing at it all until you succeeded. It was little Senjurō’s idea, but the weight of actually making it happen fell on you, not only as an adult but a freer person in general; the boy’s father kept him under his thumb at all times, and so Senjurō had little realm to roam, save for an approved visit on occasion to your humble abode—escorted by your beloved, of course.

You hear that very man outside, laughing and making merry with customers and being friendly with the innkeep for which you worked. Kyōjurō was always welcome at your place of work; there was never a soul that came through which didn’t get along with him, and your boss, the owner and inkeep, didn’t mind his lingering around – that is, unless he distracted you from your duties, which tended to happen on occasion.

Grinning at Senjurō, you nod at the boy, who is as nervous as he is excited and thrilled to bits. He wanted very much to do this for his big brother, to make the occasion special to showcase just how special Kyōjurō himself is. His grin is wider than yours.

You can hear your love ask about your whereabouts, wondering if you were stuck in the stuffy kitchen that you called your place of work.

He approaches the shoji door, before you see it slide to the side and reveal Kyōjurō himself.

Senjurō jumps in place alongside you, and you both shout “Happy birthday!” in unison excitedly, pulling a look of sheer surprise out of your lover, who pauses halfway into the room.

“Oh!”

His little brother rushes to him and runs right into Kyōjurō, barreling into him in a tight hug. Kyōjurō wraps an arm around his shoulders in reciprocation whilst still looking at you with shock, seemingly stunned into actual silence (you broke him!). He takes in the small array of wagashi and tea, noting the tasteful arrangement of it all. You’ve obviously put a lot of thought into it. He wanted to marry you on the spot, but there was no way he could admit that aloud.

“I’m glad you’re back safe,” you say, wringing your hands together. It’s been a good while since you’ve seen your beloved, and you’ve missed him dearly. It feels like it’s been so long that you almost don’t know how to act around him anymore! You open your mouth to say more but elect not to. Your relationship is still new, after all.

“Ahh…”

It appears Kyōjurō is having the same dilemma, compounded by the fact that you’ve surprised him with a birthday celebration.

“Hey, big brother!” Senjurō breaks the silence, pulling away from his elder and grabbing his wrist before tugging him to the set up you put together. “Y/n-nee made all these by herself! Isn’t she an amazing cook?”

You giggle at the sweet compliment but wave your hand in a negating fashion. “Oh, Senjurō! You’re too kind. I’m not that great.” You feel your cheeks and the tips of your ears burn from the compliment; the Rengoku family chef was very talented and skilled, and so to have Senjurō praise you so highly was embarrassing.

Snapping back to his usual cheeriness, Kyōjurō rushes over to your makeshift platform and table, gazing over all the sweets. “Don’t sell yourself short!” he tells you. “Residents all over town drool over your cooking! Many come here simply to eat and never lodge!”

“W-well, I-“

“Let’s dig in!”

Defeatedly, you grin wide and nod in agreement before joining him and sitting down across from him. Senjurō happily sits at your right and Kyōjurō’s left. With a hefty “itadakimasu!” and boisterous “thank you!” from your lover, you all begin to dig into your pre-served portions.

After every bite, Kyōjurō belts out a “delicious!” and after a while Senjurō begins to quietly mimic him, mirroring his respected big brother. But you notice Kyōjurō’s boisterousness begins to feel a bit forced. It’s barely noticeable, but being as intuitive as you are, you see it clearly. Senjurō, being much more naiive and caught up in enjoying the sweets, doesn’t appear to pick up on it.

You bite your lip after a mouthful of yōkan, chewing the sweet gellied paste with ease. After a moment’s contemplation and swallowing your bite, you take a sip of your tea and turn to Senjurō. “Senjurō, would you be a dear and do a favour for me?” you ask sweetly.

Always willing to help, Senjurō quickly nods, the mouthful of dango mochi in his mouth preventing him from speaking. He swallows his mouthful and nods again. “Sure! What is it?”

“I hate to interrupt your snacking,” you begin sheepishly, “but I promised Watanabe-obaasan across the road a bit of yōkan this morning and forgot. Could you take it to her for me later?”

Senjurō looks to his brother. “If it’s okay, I’ll bring it out now so I don’t forget and leave for home later.”

Kyōjurō pats the boy on his head aggressively, grinning wide all the while. “Good thinking, Senjurō!” He nods just as aggressively. “Your work ethic and willingness to care for your neighbors is honourable! Go on, then!”

“Thank you! I’ll hurry back!”

As Senjurō leaves, you watch Kyōjurō carry on, enjoying the yōkan very much. You sit nervously for a short moment. You want to say something, but feel it isn’t your place. Your relationship with Kyōjurō is still a fresh one after all. You know him well, though not well enough to pry easily. You don’t realise it, but your facial expression morphs into something anxious and worried, and Kyōjurō notices.

He takes a swig of tea and sets the cup down with a clack. “So!” he says. “I’m sure you have had a lot of patrons to feed and clean up after lately.”

You look off to the side in thought. “Ah, a decent amount, I’d say. Not too much but not too little.”

“That’s good! I don’t want you working too hard! You’re a good, hardworking woman, but don’t neglect yourself!”

“Thank you.”

The air of the room settles a bit as Kyōjurō becomes serious. He seems hesitant in a thoughtful way. “We can talk to one another, you know.” He tilts his head at you just a tad, so very gently. He looks gentle. “Please tell me what’s bothering you.”

“Oh!” Instinctively, you slap your palms to your cheeks, unawares previously of your change in expression – which he read like a book. “I’m so sorry. It’s just- well…” You fidget with your fingers, avoiding eye contact. “You didn’t look as excited as I thought you would.”

“Ah, you saw right through me.”

“Yes.”

Kyōjurō dons a wistful smile. “I didn’t mean to make you sad,” he says. “This is the first time someone has arranged something for me on this day. I’m not sure how to act. No one has ever really put any thought into this before.”

You blink at him, and with a sweeter smile he pats the floor at his side, signaling for you to crawl next to him, and so you do without question. He brushes a clump of sweat-glued hair from your cheek and tucks it behind your ear. You lean into his touch, before he cradles your cheek with his calloused palm. “Don’t misunderstand, love. I’m very happy right now, and I’m the luckiest man around to have you at my side. Being loved like this will just take some getting used to for me.”

“Really? Do you mean that?”

Without a moment’s hesitation, he lays a hand to his chest. “With my heart.”

Lower lip trembling as the thought of Kyōjurō never having been celebrated or honoured this way, you stare up at him with dewy, doey eyes. “Promise me you’ll let me do this every year. Promise me you’ll stay.”

Knowing you meant a much longer stay than this occasion, that you were too shy to ask outright, Kyōjurō leans in and rests his forehead to yours.

“I promise to be at your side forever.”

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Hello!! :D if there are still slots left, i'd like to request dom! Shinobu x fem! Reader nsfw oneshot. Thanks and don't forget to rest and stay hydrated :>

hello! yes, there are still nsfw slots left.

please don't forget also! take care!

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Do you plan on making another sequel for blue hour?

hi. yes, i do.

it's currently at 3k words right now. i've been trying to work on it here and there as i'm able, so rest assured it's in the works.

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Kouchou Shinobu x GN!Reader Fluff

As requested by anoni. I enjoyed writing this!

Find the event post here.

Words: 973

“You’re a little too easy on those kiddos, y/n-san.”

You make a bashful face, rubbing the back of your neck just as bashfully. “They’re still recovering, ya know? I can’t have them overdoing it and retraumatising their wounds.”

You hadn’t thought you were going that easy on them. They’ve complained plenty, at least.

“They’re tough, though,” Shinobu’s voice rings, velvety and lilted, her eyes soft and lips upturned as usual. “If they weren’t, they wouldn’t have made it past Final Selection, yes?”

You watch them closely, a recent batch of young Mizunoto almost fresh out of training. A decent handful of them were sent to the Butterfly Mansion to rest up and recover after a low-level mission gone awry. You were there recovering from your own mission, but being of much higher rank, you were asked to aid in their training and physical rehabilitation.

“Well, I wouldn’t put it that way,” you quietly disagree. ‘Final Selection is only the beginning.’

“If you’re letting them off that easy, let them rest awhile. Take a break yourself.”

You blink. “What?” you turn to her, confused. “Didn’t you just tell me I was going too easy on them?”

She smiles at you, wide, her lashes fluttering delicately like the wings of a butterfly before they fall closed sweetly.

You deadpan at her. “You just want to be the big hero who swooped in and convinced their big bad teacher to give them a break, don’t you?” you drawl.

Shinobu only giggles, proving you completely right. She wanted you to rest, though. Your wounds were much worse than the young whelps’.

You sigh, drooping your shoulders, and call out to your “trainees” to tell them it’s time for a break. They can spend it however they please, you tell them, and they whoop happily, electing to bask in the cool shade and take it easy (and thanking Lady Shinobu on their way).

“I’ve got some tea at the ready for us, if you’re thirsty,” Shinobu chimes.

If you were being honest, hot tea wasn’t all that enticing at the moment. But naturally, you were going to agree. You loved your tea-time with Shinobu. She was always so sweet when it was the two of you – and not just the teasing kind of sweet. Plain, sweet, Shinobu. You loved her dearly. She still gave you plenty of grief, of course.

“Of course.” You nod happily and trail along with her, grinning all the way.

As you sit down, Shinobu pours it out in your respective cups so gracefully, you thought it to be magic. You watched her every move, watching how her fingers graced the teaset, watching how her lips pouted every so slightly in concentration.

“These little sit downs of ours are becoming less and less,” she speaks softly, bringing her cup to her lips as you do the same. She takes a tiny sip. “What with demon activity raising by the minute.”

You begin to frown, but Shinobu sets her cup down and reaches across the platform to flick your forehead.

“Hey!” you yelp.

“You shouldn’t make that face,” she says teasingly, “it’s unsightly and you’ll look like that always-dreary Tomioka-san.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“Besides,” Shinobu takes her cup again, staring wistfully into it, “moments like these give us all the more motivation and desire to come back home to one another; for the other will be lonely without both seats filled, and there will be far too much tea for one person.”

You smile your own longing smile, still holding your cup. “I guess you’re right. It would be rather boring around here without you.”

“And a little too hard on the newbies without you,” she jokes.

“I’m not that lax, Shinobu!” you jump to your own defense, at which she only giggles wildly. She had a knack for teasing people and riling them up. You and Giyuu were her favourite victims, albeit she did bask in embarrassing wounded fellows who came to the mansion.

“That must be true, as much as they grumble about you,” she teases again.

“Wha-?! Do they, really?!”

Shinobu sips her tea, watching you over the rim of her teacup mischievously

“Hey!”

Setting down her teacup, she beams at you, and you know you’re in for it. “You’re so concerned with how they feel about you, y/n.” She cocks her head to the side. “But have you given mind to what your dear, beautiful girlfriend thinks of you?” Lifting a single digit for you to see, she straightens her neck. “I’m not saying you’re a poor lover if you don’t, but it’s always best to be keen to your significant other’s feelings so that you don’t neglect them.”

Heat crawling up your neck, you wave an arm at her, your other hand occupied with putting a finger to your lips. “Don’t say all that so loud, Shinobu! No one knows yet, remember?!”

Your girlfriend makes a feigned sad face, and it’s pitiful. “Are you so ashamed of your dear girlfriend? Would you rather hide-“

“Stoooop!” You halfway leap atop the table and put a palm to her mouth, embarrassed and flushed underneath your skin. “Shinobu,” you whine, “c’mon, stop it!”

She tries to say more, but your hand muffles her words beyond recognition. She feigns surprise, you’re sure of it.

“Goodness,” you breathe, cutting her off. With a sigh and an exasperated look, you lean forward, over the tea, and peck her on the forehead. “There, will that get you to stop?”

She smiles underneath your palm and nods, so you begrudgingly let her go. She remains quiet.

“If you wanted me to kiss that big forehead of yours,” you tease, dishing out some of her medicine, “you should’ve just asked.”

“But where’s the fun in that? I wouldn’t get to see you all riled up otherwise.”

You deadpan at her.

[pa-panda-heroes]

i’m alive, i think

for anyone still waiting on me for this event, please don’t give up!

i have not and i won’t give up either the event or this blog. i know i’ve been very silent lately, and i’m very sorry for that.

this is a little long and very personal, so i’ll write under a cut for anyone who doesn’t want to see something like this.

さらに読む

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@sukunas-play-thing you’re going to make me cry, really! <3 thank you so much for your kind words!! i am so happy to have you here <3

but please, please don’t feel pressured to support this blog or me in that way ;;v;; i would appreciate anyone’s help so, so much but i don’t want anyone feeling pressured or obligated to do anything at all!! i am owed nothing at all and would never want anyone to feel like they have to!! so please don’t feel bad!!! it’s okay, and i will be okay :>

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i’m alive, i think

for anyone still waiting on me for this event, please don’t give up!

i have not and i won’t give up either the event or this blog. i know i’ve been very silent lately, and i’m very sorry for that.

this is a little long and very personal, so i’ll write under a cut for anyone who doesn’t want to see something like this.

truth is, i’ve been struggling drastically with my mental health and home life, and i’ts led me to neglecting my blog and thus the event. the things i enjoy most have taken the hardest hit. everything is a chore, and nothing is enjoyable. to be blunt, i’m depressed.

but nonetheless i plan to keep writing and get back into swing as soon as i can!! writing has always been a major coping mechanism for me, and sharing it with you all has been an honour that i cherish, very much enjoy, and desperately miss.

i should also note that while i am searching for a job so i can move out+ better my mental health, opportunities for me are very slim because of my neverending physical health problems, and as a result, employment is uncertain. so, if anyone is maybe interested and enjoys my work enough, i would like to potentially offer writing commissions/upload a ko-fi link either during or after this event (ideally after).

i don’t really know how any of you feel about this, so any feedback at all is appreciated. i feel bad for considering this after i’ve been so silent and it’s been so long since i’ve regularly posted. i am so sorry.

thank you for taking the time to read my ramblings.

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u are literally the only reason i haven't deleted my tumblr acc yet ily

🥲 youre sweet, I am happy that you enjoy my blog so much hehe

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is your 10th link of the fluffs scenarios of the event already occupied or can i ask?-

Hello there. I apologise, but the last sfw slot was just taken up.

Fear not tho!! As well as this event has done, I’ll very likely be writing for kny after it’s ended and I revamp my theme a bit :>

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Hey :) I'd love to request a sfw Tengen x reader in which she has a giant crush on him but is very intimidated as well so he's usually the one to talk to her and they maybe get slowly closer to each other! Thank you so much ❤️

Hi babes! You sure can! This is cute ^^ I think Tengen is intimidating if you’ve just met him, hehe

That’s the last sfw slot btw 💙

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Hi!! How are you? I saw your demon slayer mini event! Could I request something?

A Doma x Female Reader(you said your not in the manga, but he is in the second season👀) where doma just can’t hurt the reader cause he cares too much about her?

Thank you so much. If this doesn’t work then please let me know! I’ll be sure to request a character that you’ll know😊 and please take your time!❤️

Hello. I am fine. I hope you are well <3

Ah, so unfortunately I’m not sure I can properly write his character, as we get a very little snippet of his personality. If that makes sense? I am just scared that I won’t correctly write him, you know?

Thank you for your request and support regardless, though 🥺 you are sweet.

[pa-panda-heroes]

Hi. I’m... still alive ;;u;;

I still plan to continue the kny event of course.

Please know that even though I have not had the chance to write anything since the last piece, I still am thinking of this event + your requests daily and trying my best to sit down and write

Thank you for your patience. I know it has been a long while.