Sonorous Abyss AKA Sonor | 18+ | He/They/It | LGBT+ | Teratophilia Friendly | Requests Open: Male & Gender-Neutral Readers Only | May your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep. |
⋆ For the sake of ease, the following rules apply to the first three options. For those seeking Matchups, you’ll find the link here.
✧ 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲:
Pregnancy
Incest
Pedophilia
NSFW Oneshots (Headcanons are fine)
X Female Reader
Female Reader Matchups
Character x Character (if it’s the main focus of the fic. characters in a relationship for the sake of an x reader prompt is fine.)
Character x OC
✧ 𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲:
⋆ This blog is dedicated to Male and Gender Neutral Readers, as they commonly have less content catered to them. As such, I do not do female specific reader posts for the sake of consistency. This goes for both my main fic posts (headcanons, oneshots, multishots, etc) as it does my Matchups.
⋆ Gender Neutral requests may/may not end up tagged with female reader tags because they’re meant for all audience enjoyment regardless of gender, so sorry for any immediate confusion this raises!
⋆ Female Reader requests will (generally) be ignored for going against the rules. Rare exceptions may apply.
⋆ Anyone can submit a gender neutral request.
✧ 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿:
Character x Reader
Oc x Reader
Character x Trans Reader
Oc x Trans Reader
⋆ This applies to both Platonic and Romantic pairings.
⋆ This blog is trans friendly, and I’ll try and do my best for any trans specific reader posts to make sure they’re up to par/accurate if at all possible, with acknowledgment that every trans person’s experience is different and generally unique to them.
✧ 𝗧𝘆𝗽𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗜'𝗺 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲:
Fluff
Angst
Hurt/Comfort
Yandere
etc.
✧ 𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀 𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿:
Bnha (MHA)
Demon Slayer (KNY)
Jujutsu Kaisen (JJK)
Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss
Miraculous Ladybug
Star Wars
Hunter x Hunter (HxH)
Twisted Wonderland (TWST)
Genshin Impact
Sk8
Rise of The Guardians (ROTG)
BG3
etc
✧ 𝗜𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗡𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁:
The following is what I prefer to have as a basis for a request of the following types:
Headcanons
Oneshots
Multishots
⋆ For rules and information regarding Matchups, please refer to my Matchup Rules Post.
Basic:
Character: Whatever the name of your desired character is; characters for pairings should always be specified by name, ideally whatever is most recognizable for them.
Fandom: Specifying the fandom is optional, but mentioning it directly can help narrow characters with more common names down. If you’re attempting to have a reader’s personality based off another character not from my fandom list please specify fandom just in case.
Reader Type: I request that you always specify whether the request is for a male or gender neutral reader and/or the pronouns preferred for the specific request, to which I shall adhere (trans/genderfluid reader would fall under an optional addition here).
Format: Do you want the post to be a list of headcanons? A oneshot? etc.
Scenario/Specifics: This covers any additional information you desire about a character. Things like occupation, history, critical details for the character interactions, etc.
⋆ Reminder: These rules are not for Matchups. Matchup Rules can be found here.
✧ 𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀:
Temporarily Closed (Presently Working on Backlog)
⋆ Note: This is a blog, not a job. I do this in my free time, and I can promise that I’ll try to get to any and all requests (that don’t break the rules) as soon as possible, but I do things on the side so I can’t guarantee they’ll be finished immediately. So sorry to anyone who doesn’t get theirs in a timely fashion. I thank you all for your patience and support, and hope your day is as pleasant as the ocean’s abyss is deep. ❥
⋆ Edit: Anonymous asks are acceptable.
I’m a Taurus and I’m a demiromantic bisexual man. And I’m an INTP.
I’m 5’5 but always wear boots to make me taller. I have short fluffy black hair that always falls in my face. I’ve never gotten a straight answer for what my eye color is but a lot of people have said they look yellow and I take that as a compliment (and not a sign of liver failure). I have random freckles, moles, and lots of scars on my hands specifically because i tend to be a little reckless with using my bare hands. I also have an RBF. My voice is on the deeper side and usually stays monotone. When I’m real passionate my southern accent does come out though.
I usually have a punk style but it can tend to fade into flannel and old jeans when I’m feeling lazier. I listen to music religiously and all the time, I listen to basically any music. I don’t have a favorite color but I primarily wear black or duller colors.
I have anxiety but that just makes me quiet and look mean. I am always down to fight someone but I will try to be reasonable first. I’m pretty sarcastic and my humor can be either harsh or really stupid. I think Deadpool is hilarious if that tells you anything abt my humor. I love horror and costume making. I also love technology, art, nature, and space. I draw a lot and play electric guitar. I also love filmmaking/editing and writing. I’ve been told I don’t show enough emotion or I have a lack of empathy but I think it’s just my RBF and that I process things slowly. Most of my friends refer to me as the “fucked up cool uncle” bcc I’m really chill.
Sorry if this is rlly long! I threw in whatever you might need! Ty too man ur work is great
AN: No worries! In fact, this was more than plenty! Hope you enjoy the Rex matchup.
Mildly intimidating, quiet, but with a messed up sense of humor? You're absolutely one of the 501st's favorites to work with once you get to know each other.
When you met Rex, the relationship would have been strictly professional- at least in the field, considering that both of you had a rather professional disposition, and were fairly task-oriented.
Your yellowed eyes would have rung alarm bells, at first. Especially if you were a force user; just about every Sith apprentice or lord they went against while serving in the 501st was yellow-eyed, but that wariness would have been quickly dissuaded with some basic explanations and practical experience with him side-by-side on the battlefield.
Despite any initial wariness or concern, your presence wouldn't have halted their banter with each other in the slightest; Rex and his boys have had a long-lasting relationship full of chaos, a true brotherhood. Anyone who thinks that they'd stop messing with each other whenever they could get a jab in just because someone who comes off stiff is in the vicinity is deluded.
He and the boys in white may have toned it down at the start, sure, keeping it to when you weren't around, but they wouldn't have cut it off entirely. Something would slip around you now and again, usually when things were a tad more lax, and the boys weren't actively engaged in combat.
This became progressively more true the longer you got to know they boys, and the more they got a feel for your personality.
Then one day, someone cracked a joke while you were around Rex to test the waters, and you jumped in without hesitation. That's what sold it for them.
The second they knew you would play along, it was full-send. They messed with you just as much as you did them, and it was great.
Rex and the rest of the 501st would gradually begin to clue you in on their banter, seeing if you'd bite, and getting a kick out of it when you were the first to initiate.
Given your 'fucked up cool uncle' demeanor, odds are you'd have ended up reeling in the boys a bit at times without being asked, while still being cool about it, and Rex would have appreciated the help. Especially since he's a captain for a large part of the war. Being able to be more casual with his brothers and not have to be on their tails was nice.
The man needed the help. Believe me.
Regarding your appearance, Rex would have been largely curious about your scarred hands, ever since he first met you- much like the rest of the 501st- but he would have staved off asking about them until you got closer.
When he does finally cave to the curiosity, he would have been extremely respectful about how he asked. He and his brothers got scars all the time, some small some large, and not all of them had pleasant memories after all.
The face he made when he found out that it was just because you were positively reckless when doing menial tasks and such with your hands was palpable, and priceless.
He never looked at you handling a blaster the same. Any time you mishandle one on or off the field you're in for a concerned, yet playful lecture. That lecture would get progressively more brash depending on how stupid what you were doing was- and force forbid you injured yourself.
Have no doubts that Rex will be the one to bandage your hands if/when Jessie isn't around, even if being the medic isn't his thing.
That said, speaking of being on the field? Nothing was going to stop Rex and you from having an ongoing contest every time you were deployed together.
Clanker counts are an absolute must, and you best bet he's stolen a kill from you and flashed you a positively vile smirk before resuming his work.
Heaven forbid you steal one of his kills. The first time you did, his expression of mock offense was picture-worthy.
It gets so competitive that you both start making bets, like 'loser has to buy the other a drink back at 79's' or 'loser has to clean the barracks'. Silly stuff like that.
Eventually, some of the boys get on it too, betting credits and spare rations amongst themselves on who they think is going to get the highest kill count of the both of you.
Some of the boys make it a mission to compete with you all, beyond the betting, in an attempt to win this cheeky little game of yours. One can imagine exactly how that goes.
Capture the blasters. Enough said.
In terms of other things that one can catch the Captain red-handed in? There's a few.
Rex finds a great deal of amusement in making you get worked up/excited over little things, with the sole intent of having your southern twang come out because he finds it cute.
Furthermore, he finds your style rather intriguing and thinks that the general punk aesthetic suits you, even if it's not something he'd usually go for, given that he's so used to the uniform regulations he and the clones generally have to conform to.
He finds extra amusement in the boots you wear and doesn't miss the opportunity to make a playful jab at how they made you look taller. And how short you are without them.
Has tried to convince you to wear more blue in your punk attire strictly because it'd match his and the boy's paint of the 501st, when you're out and about.
Rex secretly enjoys looming about whenever you're engaging in any of your creative hobbies, just to see what you're doing. Mostly so he can give you shit for it, affectionately.
Sometimes he'll tease or make quips about it. If it's anything involving knives, needles, etc- you know he's about because he doesn't want you to add to your scar collection.
Double-checks that you understood the information he gives you properly, because knowing damn well that you process things slowly sometimes. Sometimes triple if safety is concerned.
He's your menace.
At least you know the menace is mutual.
AN: I'll be honest, I forgot how long this was sitting here waiting for editing while I had all my drafts up, but I'm glad I got to finish it- even if it was on the shorter side. Sorry for the delay.
As always, May your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep.
For those of you who are new around here? I take requests. You can find my general rules here. For Matchups specifically? You can find those rules here.
Hi!!! Can I have a match up if you’re still doing them please?
I’m gender-fluid and pansexual
I’m about 5’1 and pretty muscular
I have a buzzed head and deep brown eyes with full lips and small nose
I love drawing, playing horror games, watching people draw, making stuff with clay, going outside and hiking!
I’m pretty introverted, I only hang with certain people that I’m comfy with and have trust issues. I have a hard time telling people no sometimes but I love standing up to people when they hurt others.
I’m a Pacifist and hate conflict, I also hate loud noises and bright lights.
I would prefer from clone wars and bad batch!
(Pro-nouns any)
Have an amazing day and thank you!!!
AN: Sorry for the delay, my friend, I hope your day has been amazing as well! This matchup I have in store for you may seem a little unorthodox at first, but it was certainly a joy to write.
Regardless of how you meet this man first, he's always the same: excitable, happy, and just a tad oblivious.
Wrecker isn't always the most in tune with his volume; Frankly, he's always at least a level louder than he probably should be, indoors or outdoors. That said, it's never intentional, and just a sign of his enthusiasm.
Even though he doesn't have the greatest control, I still see you getting closer to each other, even if it has to be a gradual process, with you having to take a step away from time to time to decompress from the overstimulation due to just how loud he can be. He might not fully understand what's going on, but he cares, and he's absolutely trying his best to accommodate once he puts two and two together.
On days that you just can't with the galaxy, perhaps the ship is humming just a bit too loud, or a mission takes you into a cantina with bright lights and a tone-deaf band playing their instruments loud enough to make your ears ring, Wrecker's there, keeping an eye on you and trying to help.
Wrecker is the kind of man to straight-up cover your ears, thinking it may be useful, even if it isn't always effective, and if you're alone after, on the ship or in the barracks drawing? You can bet that he's sitting there hovering, trying to guess what it is you're making.
He isn't always on point with those guesses.
That said, if he knows you're overstimulated, or just trying to collect yourself after a stressful day when you are on the ship, he's going to try and be as silent as possible, even in the most comedic way possible.
That includes hitting his head on the bunk as he sits down next to you, loudly exclaiming in pain, and then immediately following it with a whispered "SORRY", with him and trying to be quiet again.
...That said, Wrecker isn't exactly great at whispering.
If you encourage him, he will certainly attempt to draw with you. His drawings aren't particularly the greatest, but he tries, he loves it, and he loves it when you watch him too. Especially with any level of vested interest.
He 100% has attempted to draw what you were drawing before by looking not-so-discreetly over your shoulder and thinking he's being stealthy about it. He wasn't subtle in the slightest, but it was adorable, and it got some of the boys to chuckle as they watched it happen.
Would give you piggyback rides, and just pick you up and set you on his shoulder for fun.
He'd also do this to give you a better view as well, knowing that he and his brothers all were at least a foot or so taller than you.
You can also expect to be picked up as he runs away from explosions with the team, even if you're able to keep up. He doesn't want you to be in reach of the blast (especially because they're notoriously loud as hell).
Expect his hand to mess with your buzzed head often. He figured out it feels fun once after attempting a reassuring pat on the head and now it's just pure gold to him. Plus, you probably won't threaten to kill him unlike another clone with short hair he knows.... probably.
Recognizes you're a pacifist, given time, and respects it when you stand up to others. In fact, he likes seeing you get that riled up on behalf of others, even if he wished you'd have the confidence to do so for yourself.
That said he's probably going to be the one to step up first in a lot of situations- and frankly, probably situations that don't require him to do it in the first place- engaging in violence so you don't have to, and as he'll excuse "Because it's fun."
Sure, he gets joy out of it. Especially if he gets to blow something- or someone- up in the process. But that doesn't mean he doesn't go into it without good intentions.
Has absolutely slammed a clanker into the wall because it tried to sneak up on you during a mission, or dared to target you in general. Said clanker's head was later used to terrorize Crosshair.
Be glad you enjoy the outdoors, because if Wrecker can drag you in on any of the batcher's missions, he will, and the terrain they're expected to travel regularly isn't always the most pleasant. They're a fairly efficient and mobile group, and the occasional "hike" is to be expected.
On the topic of missions, he's absolutely tried to con you into finding a way to tag along with them when you weren't already assigned to them because he wants you both to quote, "blow stuff up together."
He does this even knowing your dislike of conflict because in his eyes there's nothing quite like bonding over exploding clankers.
Not always the most useful with advice. Anticipate many facepalms in the wake of this goofy man.
If there's anything you can look forward to, it's that Wrecker has the best cuddles. Enough said.
He's sulked several times because he thinks he upset you by being too loud. This is something several of his brothers can attest to.
Overall he's very much a beefy, violent himbo that does his best to show interest in what you like and be a little quieter because he likes you, and it's ultimately adorable as shit.
AN: Ahhh, I love Wrecker with a burning passion, and I'm glad that you sent in a request. Something about the idea of him meeting someone and just being so enamored that he tries to please them despite normally being the very antithesis of who'd they'd find nice to be around is positively adorable, and I simply couldn't resist. Hope you enjoyed! May your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep!
Also, it's been a while since I've seen bad batch, and I may be a little behind, so if anything here is off I profusely apologize and might edit later. XD
For those of you who are new around here? I take requests. You can find my rules here.
The following is what usually helps me with getting ideas for my matchups. After some trial and error, I've condensed them into the following:
⋆ This is based on what people have given me in the past, more or less.
⋆ Required Information will have a blue star (⋆) next to it. The rest is optional but preferred.
⋆ Conditions may be subject to change.
⋆ Fandom - So I know the fandom you're requesting for. If the fandom has multiple timelines/eras/shows, specify the part of the timeline/show it comes from (Ex: "Star Wars" would become "Star Wars, The Clone Wars" or "Star Wars: Bad Batch")
⋆ Gender Preference - This can be a preference or lack thereof, generally for Romantic matchups.
⋆ Platonic VS Romantic - Must be one or the other for the sake of tone easier. Anything that isn't romantic will fall under platonic for the sake of ease.
⋆ Gender Identity/Pronouns - helps me categorize the fics via tags and know whether to make any potential pet names/things more masc/fem/gender neutral in descriptions.
⋆ Star Sign/Personality Type/Enneagram - I'm not picky but having at least one of the three helps with matchups based more on personalities.
Physical Profile - Self-explanatory, but most people tend to give me a little blurb about what they look like/their build. Sometimes helps with cute stuff with matchups. Not required, but if I can find a way to clue it in, I will.
⋆ Love Language(s) - Helps me know what to focus on, and figure out matches based on whos. Listing Least and Most Favorites can help as well.
⋆ Perceived by Others - Also self-explanatory. I tend to separate how people come off to others from how they see themselves to help with setting them up with the character, and what they may have first thought of them.
⋆ Self-Image/Description - How you describe yourself as a person. Not to be confused with a physical profile, though in some situations there may be overlap.
Hobbies - Ironically one of the most repetitive in my inserts, and something I've come to not really need as much as other details. Can make for cute little blurbs, but I don't consider it necessary to match you up with another person.
Likes/Dislikes - Self-explanatory. Can be vague, or detailed. Minor things you (do/don't) appreciate, pet peeves, the like.
Clothing Preference - Like hobbies and other things, not wholly necessary. Sometimes I can see characters getting a kick out of style, sometimes not. It comes down to circumstance, really, and this is here simply because it doesn't quite fit in the physical profile, but people still like to share their style with me occasionally so I dignify it with its own category.
Type - This can be in personality or an inclination towards gender, age range, or certain appearance, I don't much mind. Added at a friend's recommendation.
Other - Any information you wish to provide that doesn't fit in the prior categories. This can even be scenario information, since I'll often hypothesize how I think people meet, you could even specify the context of the matchup. (Examples: A Jedi in "Star Wars the Clone Wars", a Miraculous Holder in "Miraculous Ladybug", or a Diasomnia Student in "Twisted Wonderland".
✧ 𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀:
Temporarily Closed (Presently Working on Backlog)
⋆ Note: This is a blog, not a job. I do this in my free time, and I can promise that I’ll try to get to any and all requests (that don’t break the rules) as soon as possible, but I do things on the side so I can’t guarantee they’ll be finished immediately. I thank you all for your patience and hope your day is as pleasant as the ocean’s abyss is deep. ❥
⋆ Edit: Anonymous asks are acceptable.
Looking for something other than matchups? Find my Request Rules here!
It's come to my attention that you all seem really fond of the matchup series I've been doing, where people submit details about themselves, and then I, in turn, pair them up with a character in a specific fandom! It's been a lot of fun!
That said? There have been some delays and confusion, and I thought I'd address it all in one fell swoop before getting back to work on my asks.
Over the months I've been doing this, the following has occurred regularly:
Requesters don't provide enough information for me to suitably match them up with a character.
Requesters don't specify the nature of their matchup and/or their preferred pronouns.
Requesters submit a request that violates the rules of my matchup requests.
Requesters provide the right information but worry that they are missing things.
etc.
Ultimately? This has led me to the conclusion that my Request Rules post needs a thorough overhaul.
As such, you should expect to see the following within the foreseeable future:
The Request Rules page will be revised, and the Matchup's category under that section will be removed entirely.
A Matchup Rules post will be made, with a ruleset more specifically tailored to that series overall.
A set of criteria will be found under said Matchup Rules post, so any future requesters will know exactly what information I'm looking for when making said matchups!
Though significantly less urgent, a Completed Matchup post may be made with links to the original works, sorted by character and fandom. However, I may resort to making a Completed Works page instead, to reduce clutter.
Regarding the Delays!
So, the funny thing about me is that when it comes to writing?
I cannot manage to focus on one thing for the life of me.
I'll write- like- five different fics, matchups, and headcannon requests at the same time, and it gets delightfully messy. I'll take a break for an hour, and then won't know which to focus most of my attention on. Then I'll find myself unable to focus on any of them at all. Delightful cycle.
Even better when I assign more than one person a character for matchups and those details end up cross-streaming, but we don't talk about that.
I am... so sorry.
Soooo, Matchups!
I can say with absolute confidence that I am in the midst of having three finished.
One is in the final revision stage at the time I'm writing this.
Three have their custom banners created (soon to be four) including the already completed matchup.
Two are at least halfway done, one bordering on completion.
Officially? I hope to get at least one more done today, so I have something to post over the next few days!
...Or, if I get impatient, just be able to post them both today. Cause you know... I roll like that.
Regardless, you should see at least one get posted within the next 24 hours or so, assuming I don't get caught up finishing my other drafts/rules posts.
As always, I thank you all for your support! May your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep!
Hey! It's Out of pocket anon back again, just wanted to thank you for doing my electro hashira x Rengoku request!
-out of pocket anon
No problem, Out of Pocket Anon. It's always a pleasure doing requests for you! <3
If you ever have any other requests, I'm more than happy to fulfill them in the future.
And as always, may your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep.
hiya first time sending an ask, love your work btw
you know in the electro hashira reader fic it says
“M/N actually took on at least two known Tsugokus in the pursuit of eternity. The eldest is currently missing and presumed dead by the corps,”
what if the reader found their eldest student and it turns out that they were turned into a demon, how would they react?
𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗲, 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗿𝗼 𝗛𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 - 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗥𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘁
An: Greetings, Anon! I've been absolutely giddy ever since you sent this ask in, thanks for following the story so closely, and being intrigued enough to ask! I'm more than happy to tell you about it!
Happy holidays, by the way! Hope the season has gone well for you!
Warnings: Angst, minor gore
The first thing that overcomes M/N when they see the haunting form of their tsugoku haunched before them, consuming human flesh, is rage.
The second thing that overcomes him is an overwhelming feeling of regret.
It’s a vile thing, a sinking sensation deep within his gut that claws away at him, taking root anywhere and everywhere it can find purchase. His body grows cold, fingers almost numb on the hilt of his sword from how hard he gripped it, the large, billowing sleeves of his uniform obscuring the subtle shake of his arm as he’s forced to make a debilitating choice.
His Tsugoku, his first tsugoku, looked up at him with eyes that almost seemed to glow in the moonlight.
He was just like how they remembered him. The same softness in his cheeks, the same hardness in his gaze- but there was a blankness too. Like the former slayer was looking directly at him and seeing nothing; It was like he was a piece of glass before the demon’s harsh eyes, utterly transparent, and ultimately worthless. Something to be shattered.
And it stung.
The eldest tsugoku looked at him without any recognition at all.
It almost made him laugh. Such a sick, twisted turn of fate, that after all this time of mourning and sacrificing, of all the demons he’d slayed in his apprentice’s name, and the successor he’d trained to take his place to avenge him… that he was alive... Living off the flesh mankind, feasting like a dog.
And yet, somehow? M/N felt deep within his soul that he deserved it. That he was to blame.
He watched the demon stand, tattered haori blowing in the wind as it wiped the blood off its face with his sleeve- the same one he’d worn when they’d been separated in the forest. The same one that he’d worn during the last mission they went on together. The same Haori he’d gifted him when he took him in as one of his own, decorated with the blood of who knows how many humans.
He deserved this.
He remembered it all. Remembered it vividly. A nest full of demons, far too many to handle alone- far too many to handle with a mere tsugoku. They’d been called to investigate an area because of multiple sightings nearby- odd since demons rarely flocked together- especially as they got stronger. They were territorial. But these not only managed to defy that preconceived notion, but they were enough to give most slayers a challenge. So he’d come there, intent on teaching his tsugoku a lesson and furthering their training...
They couldn’t handle it.
He sent out his beloved crow to get reinforcements, damn near dragging the young man with him as they fled, taking out the occasional demon that got a bit too close. Like his tsugoku in the present day, the boy then was stubborn. He thought the world of the electro hashira and thought they could take the vile things if they just stuck together and stood their ground. He was wrong.
He deserved this.
His tsugoku trusted him with his life. M/N trusted him to follow him.
He couldn’t keep an eye on the boy the whole time. If he was going to plow a safe path through the hoard to get them both out alive, he would have to keep his eyes peeled for demons. He cut them down one by one, the sound of faint footsteps behind him his only solace reminding him that the boy was safe. The rhythmic sound of heads and bodies dropping resounded through the desolate forest, blood roaring in his ears, heart thumping in his chest as he relied on desperation, determination, hatred, and adrenaline to get him through. Perhaps… too much hatred.
He deserved this.
He didn’t know when it happened, but he’d gotten a crystalline realization, crisp as the freshly fallen snow he trudged through that there was one less pair of footsteps following behind him.
He deserved this.
He skids to a stop, breathing incredibly loud in the eerily quiet air as he whips his head around, gripping the hilt of his sword so hard that his knuckles turn white. There was no one. A sea of trees, the occasional pool of bloodstained snow as the corpses of demons gradually began to break down and float away in the breeze, like ash. But no one was there.
He deserved this.
The smart thing to do is run. He knows this. But as his blood boils with rage he needs to know for certain if he’s still alive. If he can be saved. Despite what the other members of the corps, his fellow hashira, thought of him, he wasn’t heartless.
He sprints back into the fray, searching the snow for where the footprints staved off. He looks around desperately. Where is he? Where is the boy?
His Tsugoku?
He deserved this.
He came to a stop before a pool of blood. Too much blood for a human to survive losing, he thinks. It was there in the dead center that lay a depression in the snow where a body had been, and a torn piece of the haori he’d once given to the student he trusted with his life...
And with a heavy heart, he’d walked into the center, picked up the fabric, turned on his heel, and left.
He deserved this.
A flash of metal to his right brings the Hashira back to his senses, and he tore himself away from his pain and regret, extending a hand in front of the culprit to stop them from going any further. The slayer paused in her tracks with a fiery rage in her heart, a scowl so deep that it chilled most to their very cores. M/N’s current Tsugoku, the most fervent follower of his ideology, couldn’t stand the fact that he, of all people, told her to stop.
“Why do you hesitate?” She hissed, words, laced with poison as he stared out at the form of his former tsugoku-turned-demon.
His first, and biggest, regret.
M/N watched as it eyed them up and down, accessing their strengths… and their weakness.
He hadn’t drawn his sword yet.
He knew very well why she was angry with him. There were very few she’d listen to in this world when it came to demons, and she, perhaps, was even more stubborn than he had ever been. Demons were a plague, he’d taught her, that needed to be eradicated no matter the cost. They were a slayer of man, hurting innocent humans who did not deserve the tragedy wrought upon them by monsters that lurk in the night. And to this day, he felt the very same. There hadn’t been any exceptions, not even for younger members of the corps, fledglings, who’d been turned in the past that he’d been forced to put down...
No. Not forced. He delighted in their demise too much to call it that.
But this time…
His face twisted in his own scowl as he took a step forward in the snow, arm still outstretched, before he reached for the hilt of his sword and unsheathed it with a determination he’d never had before.
As much as he wanted to deny it, he’d seen proof that demons could be good, or at the very least rendered docile enough not to bring harm to humankind, through the young boy known as Tanjiro Kamado, and his young sister Nezuko. That very boy had dared to stand before him, before his peers, before the master himself and proclaim that he was going to find a cure for his sister and turn her human once and for all.
And for the sake of all things good in this world, he hoped it was true.
“I’ll handle this.” He said calmly, shifting into stance as he prepared to take on the demon that was once his student. And begrudgingly, his Tsugoku sheathed her sword and complied. After all, if he had ordained to take on the flesh-eating monster himself, then that meant he did not grow weak. That he had not turned his back on their code. That he was not a traitor. And even if she didn’t like it or understand, that would have to be good enough for now.
And in the seconds right before his first tsugoku dared to take on the charge, he uttered something to him no slayer ever expected to pass through his lips in this lifetime.
“You’re coming with me, whether you like it or not.”
And the sounds of their battle were quickly engulfed by the fridged winds.
AN: Thanks again for this ask, friend, and I hope that you enjoyed!
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So, Headcannons for a big brother tanjiro with a GN little sibling reader! Bonus if reader is also a demon like Nezuko and when they got out of the box when sanemi kinda stabbed them both they just gave an exact copy of Tanjiro's disgusted face.
AN: I'm so sorry for taking so long to do this but I love this concept istg. It gives me life. Thanks again for the brilliant ask, and I hope you're having a wonderful holiday season!
Warnings: None.
The day that devastation fell upon the Kamado family was a grim one. Of all of the children, only Nezuko and G/N managed to survive, and it came at an otherworldly cost. For reasons unbeknownst to them at the time, the two siblings had been turned into demons at the whim of Muzan, both of which were later discovered by Giyuu to be anomalies among their kind.
Never before had the Hashira witnessed not one, but two demons protecting a human, let alone when freshly turned. Both were suffering greatly, and yet? They stood between him and Tanjiro, arms spread protectively in such a way that only one message could be sent.
Don't. Touch. My brother.
And in that moment..? Giyuu made a decision that changed their lives forever.
Nezuko and G/N spent a long time sleeping after running into Urokodaki, refusing to wake over the entire duration of Tanjiro's training. With his only two living relatives being turned, and at this point, neither showing any sign of waking? Tanjiro had double the stress pushing him forward. His two younger siblings needed him, and he couldn’t give up, for their sakes.
By the time Tanjiro made it back from Final Selection, Nezuko and G/N had awoken, greeting him with a bone-crushing hug. Everyone had missed each other a great deal.
No time was wasted in informing Tanjiro that Nezuko was hypnotized into seeing all humans as her family, but it was to the boy’s great surprise that after extensive testing, G/N was not given the same treatment. The reason being, as Urokodaki saw it, G/N proved to be less.. volatile when it came to their urges. While Nezuko was prone to the temptation to bite and drool the very second they were exposed to the scent of blood or flesh, G/N inexplicably did not have the same level of desire she did. That said, for the sake of obscuring their canines, they were still required to wear a half-mask around anyone who was not in on their secret.
Should it come to pass that G/N found themselves to be more impulsive and violent, however, it was deemed that they would be hypnotized the same in hopes of returning them to a more docile state.
Where Nezuko remained rather content and docile regardless of who she was around, with her mind addled so that she thought she was constantly around loved ones, G/N retained traits reflecting their older brother’s general protective and loving demeanor, completely aware of how dire their situation was and how small their family had become. The territorial nature of a demon that might otherwise have been reserved for territory or prey, as it were, was instead manifested in a desire to protect their loved ones at all costs.
Due to there being two of them, the box that Tanjiro had to have made (much like the basket they were carried in originally) was a bit wider than it was in the original canon, designed to occupy the both of them side by side during the day in their smaller forms.
Like Nezuko, G/N doesn't speak much- to the degree they're more or less considered mute- but of the two they are more likely to communicate in gestures more conclusive than grunts.
It took a long while for it to happen, but after a few months of traveling together G/N managed to call out Tanjiro’s name, and he nearly sobbed.
Any time the two were alone and out of the sun, Tanjiro would sit across from them, beaming, arms outstretched, and attempting to get them to say his name from then on, or anything else they could manage.
This has led to a few interesting interactions between G/N and Tanjiro where G/N has either said someone else's name just to mess with him or made some comment about one of the others Tanjiro's spent time around that caught him off guard and even caused him to laugh.
Both G/N and Tanjiro had to ward Zenitsu away from Nezuko in the world's most obnoxious form of keepaway after Zenitsu met them. This usually ends in G/N or Tanjiro tackling or restraining him, whilst the other stands between both parties with their arms outstretched in defense (ironically mimicking what happened with the siblings and Giyuu, but in a far more comical manner)
Zenitsu has been clotheslined by the two on several occasions. Needless to say, the two demons and their human friends and family have an interesting relationship.
Once they all began traveling together at night, G/N would habitually slip out of the box to walk hand-in-hand with Tanjiro, if they knew they could get away with it, or simply just walk at his side. This was both because they missed doing so, as they used to hold hands rather frequently back when they were both human and because they wanted to give Nezuko the extra room to move within the box.
This worked in their favor, as even when passing through small settlements (masked, of course), no one suspected something was amiss, and they could freely interact in public without worrying or drawing too much attention.
Evidently, over time it became impossible to keep the corps from finding out about Nezuko and G/N. Shinobu still gave pursuit in the forest, and Giyuu still attempted to buy them time, with both demons leaping out of the box and attempting to flee, the two keeping close together and protecting each other from the demon slayer whenever she got too close, taking turns until it was game over and they were forced to return with their brother and the rest of the corps.
The two remained in the box during the whole excursion with Tanjiro meeting the hashiras, Nezuko using this time more to rest whilst G/N spent it observing from between the cracks and listening closely to what was going on around them. There was notable shaking from the box as they attempted to escape the more distressed their brother had become, the urge to go out and protect having to be actively suppressed because sunlight encompassed the box in its entirety, and the fact that they knew what was at risk.
When both siblings got impaled, it was a stressful endeavor for both of them, having to draw on prior reserves to heal the wounds although neither of them was allowed to feast on human flesh. Said healing was visible along with the accompanying discomfort on G/N’s face when they were finally allowed to emerge in the shade, flesh knitting together apparently visible from the torn holes in their clothes.
G/N notably put themselves between Nezuko and Sanemi, who seemed intent on provoking both of them for some ulterior motive- which G/N assumed was to prove their hostility or something of that nature. Given that Sanemi was known to have marechi blood, resisting the urge to feast after he cleaves into his flesh with his sword was an absolute pain. It was like putting a beautiful steak before a starving man and expecting him not to eat… and yet? Nezuko turned her head before him, drooling, and G/N just stared on, much to the surprise of just about every hashira present.
Enraged by this, seeing Tanjiro’s other demon of a sibling refusing to show any signs of malice as they should rightfully be showing, as a monster, he reached forth to test his luck with the hand attached to his bleeding arm and snatched the mask it used to hide its face….
Revealing, much to the unfortunate amusement of any member of the corps present to witness Tanjiro when he’d smelled or tasted something utterly unpleasant… a damn near exact copy of the slayer’s infamous disgusted face…
And if that wasn’t already so comical? Nezuko’s expression also mimicked her elder brother’s, even impeded by the bamboo muzzle she bore.
The resulting look on the wind hashira’s faces was utterly histerical.
And any resolve that some of them had when G/N had the audacity to pull out a rag hidden in their haori and thrust it in Sanemi’s direction as if to tell him to clean the vile liquid off his blade shattered.
After all, who could take that seriously? Especially when Sanemi’s reaction was so incredulous that if it weren’t for the Boss interfering in this whole mess, he might’ve tried to behead them right then and there.
AN: Goodness, it's been a while since I've written anything like this. I hope the general execution communicated the images that have been stirring in my brain ever since this was first suggested to me, and that you all enjoyed. This was a long one.
In other news, Merry Christmas Eve to you all, and happy holidays! May your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep.
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I really liked the electro Hashira request I sent in a while ago, I forgot to turn notifications on so I only now read it! Super cool!!
Here take a request!
Here take a GN demon reader who really likes Daki(platonically) because they think she's super pretty and if they're long lost sister is super pretty, than Daki must be they're sister! And Daki just doesn't care because it's a massive ego boost 💀💀
-out of pocket anon
𝗗𝗮𝗸𝗶 𝘅 𝗚𝗡! 𝗦𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 (𝗣𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰)
AN: Nice to hear from you again Out of Pocket Anon! Glad to hear you enjoyed the post(s). They were a joy to write! Hope you like this next one just as much. (Sorry for taking so long to send this one in! Things got busy on my end.)
D/N doesn't recall much from their time before they were a demon, but what little they do recall is having a sister. Younger or older? They aren't quite sure. But they do know that when they were together? She was the prettiest thing they'd ever seen, and they could spend hours just admiring and doting on her.
But... She was lost...
And D/N was determined to find her- even if it meant they must get stronger in order to do so.
When they'd met Daki, for the first time, they were wandering through the entertainment district, disguised as a human, on a hunt for a familiar face. For someone that they might recognize. There were many pretty ladies there, sure. Women with various kinds of intentions.
But... Daki was different.
Those random women were human, but... she was something more... Someone breathtaking.
Just like D/N's sister.
And if they were a demon... their sister must be one too, right?
... Honestly?
The first time D/N referred to Daki as their sister? It had been an amusing experience. After all, Daki already had Gyutaro, and D/N most certainly wasn't him.
Who was this random, lower-rank demon who had the audacity to declare one of the upper moon duo their kin? They were lucky she was patient that day, patient enough to hear them out as to why they were so certain they were related.
So when she finds out that the reason they're so insistent is that D/N's sister was super pretty, and they thought Daki was pretty enough that they had to be one and the same? She couldn't resist.
After all, she's not above gaslighting someone naive if it means boosting her ego.
From that point onward, I like to think the two steadily got closer.
For once, Daki had someone else who was willing to dote on her in a familial sense, when Gyutaro wasn't around to do so himself.
Speaking of Gyutaro, I feel like he'd have mixed feelings over D/N trying to get so close- openly opposing the notion of them being related until Daki asked him not to in private. After all, this silly little demon was treating her well, and she wanted them to keep thinking that they were related. And if Gyutaro kept denying it? There was a chance that the demon might become discouraged and realize Daki wasn't their sister after all.
And Gyutaro? He was well known for wanting to keep his sister happy, even if it occasionally got in the way of his own goals.
So, he kept quiet about it. That didn't stop him from getting incredibly jealous at times- There are certain points where he bogarts Daki from D/N so they can have 'brother and sister bonding time' as he claims, but the truth is he just wants to keep her from them- But he does stop verbally protesting whenever he hears D/N refer to Daki as their sister, or Daki referring to D/N as their sibling when talking to the humans.
Of the siblings, Daki and D/N are definitely closer to each other than D/N and Gyutaro are, and they're both fine with that. D/N didn't remember having a brother, but that didn't matter to them. They had their sister back, and that made them happy enough.
I like to picture D/N and Daki together in private, the former brushing the latter's hair and helping her get ready for her day. Doing her makeup. Little things like that.
D/N being extra doting because in their eyes, they just got their sister back and they had what felt like years of lost time to make up for. Constantly complimenting her, unintentionally feeding her ego. Apologizing for taking so long to find her.
And Daki is just reveling in this attention.
Does she care about the fact that she's absolutely using this poor demon, whose sister is who knows where? No. Not at all. Their real sister could be dead for all she cares (and at this rate? She probably is). She had no intention of going back on this little charade of hers.
The demon doesn't know and doesn't care. So why should she?
For all intents and purposes, Daki does treat them like a sibling- be it for her own amusement or for the fact that over time, she does gradually grow to consider them part of the family.
That said, I feel like this familial love is also, to a partial degree, conditional. She's definitely a lot kinder when D/N is buttering her up, and odds are they both are having D/N train and prove themselves because as a sibling of upper moon 6, they should be able to take care of themselves, right?
They couldn't have their dear sibling getting offed by some meager demon slayer, after all, especially if that demon slayer wasn't even a Hashira.
That just wouldn't do.
That said, by this point, D/N's been a demon long enough that I doubt that they exactly mind. What's a couple of human lives lost and some stringent combat training if it keeps their dear sister happy? She's strong on her own, and if they have any hope of keeping her safe and sound, they have to get closer to her level.
AN: It's been a hot minute since I've watched the arc with Daki and Gyutaro so sorry if this seems off, might go back to edit it later. Either way, I loved this idea. The idea of the reader just having these cute little moments with Daki absolutely warms my soul. Though I may or may not have had to suppress the urge to write in some angst as well... Possibly.
Nonetheless, may your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep.
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You should give me a star wars matchup :) you already know my ass lmaooooooooo dm me if you want specifics
AN: You've got it darlin~! I present to you, Crosshair.
To say that this relationship is a slow burn is an understatement.
Crosshair is a bit of a grouch by nature. One known for his biting remarks and astute observations, but he's a recluse nonetheless.
The only way I see you meeting is on a job. Sure, there's a very slim chance that you might've caught him and the boys on a trip to 79s, but the real development came when you both were forced to work together.
Whether you were some sort of Jedi, senator, or even some offset of clones- it doesn't matter. He tolerated you at first, but that was about it.
Your penchant for cheeky, albeit well-mannered teasing likely was the cause of this. He saw it similar to how he'd put up with Wrecker and his habit of invading his personal space with droid heads.
Something he could live with.
This was until you started joining in when he was teasing the regs.
Considering the fact that the batch and the regs don't particularly get along, per se- well, certain groups of them at least- he found the fact that you'd pipe in and play off his words rather amusing.
Never until that moment did he think that you'd ever grow on him.
As for you with him, it'd be quite the same. He wouldn't be the friendliest man in the batch when you first met him. The others- Wrecker, Tech, Echo, Hunter- Hell, even Omega would've all been fairly quick to befriend you. They're all rather amicable and understanding, if not kind.
But Crosshair? He's stubborn.
This means that you would've fallen victim to at least a few remarks, assuming you didn't have enough of a reputation to keep him at bay, to start with.
At a certain point, you both annoying each other became somewhat of a game.
The two of you stayed up to keep watch one night, sitting in silence, save for the rare instances you'd stop to discuss details of the mission come morning. Playful bickering ensued, but you kept it quiet so the others could sleep, eyes focused on the fire in front of you.
You both kept an eye on each other during these times. Half for the sake of the mission, half for a myriad of reasons that neither of you would dare to admit to each other.
For him, it'd have started out as wariness. Making sure you weren't a threat to his brothers, as well as keeping an eye out for any material he might be able to use later. It wouldn't do to be underprepared if you were to attempt to tease him, after all.
That gradually evolved into curiosity.
He observed as you'd pick up souvenirs on the planets you'd traverse together, pocketing all manner of glass, wood, and rocks you harvested from the outdoors when you thought the batchers weren't looking.
He'd take note of the many hours you spent, looking up at the night sky or staring out into the galaxy through the glass of the cockpit. The way you'd seem to naturally gravitate to the shade when outdoors, and how you'd always appeared to be more at ease when they infiltrated bases during the cooler months.
He observed from the sidelines as you talked to Hunter and the others about tattoos, and who the best person would be to get them from as he polished his gun.
Crosshair would pretend he didn't notice when you followed up that conversation a few days later with a brand new tattoo, catching sight of it when part of your outfit pulled back to reveal it, newly wrapped, with you too busy petting a puppy you found to even notice.
He took note of your dislikes too.
The way you would complain about the overwhelming heat on some of the warmer planets you'd visit, the dark hues of the armor you bore not helping you in the slightest.
The way you blanched when you realized some of the cuisine he and the boys were eating was much too spicy for you to handle, immediately regretting all your life choices after you tried it and he and some of the other batchers jumped on the opportunity to tease you. Meanwhile, Hunter was the one to offer you some milk to help.
How you almost always chose to operate on the backlines with him, instead of going headfirst into the loud, blaring chaos of battle with the others.
Oh, he noticed.
Crosshair would never admit it. But he did.
He didn't know why he did. How you managed to grow on him so much over the time you'd operated together. It wasn't supposed to be that way... and yet...
You were one of the few people he enjoyed being around.
The way you two could go from teasing each other relentlessly to intimidating people with just a glance was an amusing sight to behold.
Terrifying for those who didn't know you.
They'd assume that you both were glaring and clearly not fond of them, but the truth would often be far from it.
You and Crosshair spending some time alone after a rough mission, cuddled up and basking in each other's company, enjoying the silence.
It took him longer than he'd care to admit to realize just how he really felt.
You're laying back in a hospital bed, bacta applied to your wounds in the sterile, white room that was the medbay after an infiltration mission. You all had succeeded, but it had come at a terrible cost.
He'd have avoided going with his brothers unless they dragged him along, and yet, he'd find himself hovering by the medbay doors whenever he was alone. Wondering if you were okay.
He blamed himself.
Had he been quicker, had his shot been more accurate- even if just by a centimeter, you would've been fine.
And so he found himself wandering in, watching your sleeping form as you recovered, holding your hand.
... And threatening you to keep your mouth shut when he realized you'd been awake the entire time.
You just smiled, teasing him all the same.
And it was then that he realized how much he'd fallen for you.
AN: I might've gotten carried away-
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Can i maybe get a xiao or tsukasa male reader x hashiras if your doing requests or dont mind T_T
Hashiras x Male! Xiao Reader
AN: Thank you for the request Swivy! I'm not sure what format you wanted the post in or who Tsukasa is so I settled for the Xiao reader concept and some of the Hashira that I'm more familiar with!
Request: Yes
Summary: Rengoku, Tengen, Sanemi, and Shinobu's thoughts on a male reader with Xiao's general attitude/Personality. Reader uses some derivative of wind breathing because Xiao and Anemo go hand-in-hand.
Warnings: N/A
Kyojuro Rengoku
Does not understand M/N at all, but doesn't let it phase him either.
What do you mean you want to stay away from the other demon slayers? Karmic Dept? Such nonsense! Just come with him and you'll make friends in no time at all! Kyojuro knows just how to help!
He met M/N by pure happenstance, passing through a village shortly after nightfall. The H/C-haired man was dueling with a demon not too far from the outskirts- and doing just fine by the Hashira's standards.
M/N ripped through the sick creature with clear and concise strikes, showcasing great skill in his breathing form as he jumped around the demon he was fighting, dodging attacks and almost seeming to dance in the air as he counterattacked, leaving gashes quicker than the beast could regenerate. Then, with one swipe? It was over. The head was sent toppling to the ground, and the body along with it.
Rengoku could only beam at him and clap as he approached, congratulating M/N on a job well done. He didn't notice the apprehension in his body language at all as he set his hand on the smaller man's shoulder, a giant grin on his face.
He'd already been impressed at the show of strength from such a young-looking member of the force, but to learn that this was the 5th demon he'd had to deal with in the past few days? The sheer dedication was astounding.
M/N did not appreciate this in the slightest and was blunt in stating so. Rengoku might've toned down on the physical contact that made him uncomfortable but didn't do the same for his volume or enthusiasm, much to his subordinate's chagrin.
This kept up well into the future as M/N climbed the ranks, with the Hashira asking about his exploits and how his missions had been going.
More than a few times he ended up comparing his breathing style to Sanemi's thanks to the wind aspect, which M/N could quite frankly do without. Couldn't the kind and energetic blond just leave him alone? He didn't want his karma to rub off on him. For demon slayers, dying was an occupational hazard. He'd hate to see such a skilled swordsman perish because he got too close.
Their relationship appeared to get better once the blond discovered M/N's love for almond tofu, which he proceeded to use to bribe him into coming out to eat with him. Things slowly progressed from there, and M/N became fairly comfortable with hanging out with Rengoku. He even stopped protesting! How shocking!
Missions with him were even more interesting, considering their respective fighting styles. By the time their bond of trust had developed, Kyojuro needed only to say his name and M/N would be at his side, hand on the hilt of his blade and ready to shed some blood.
Loyalty and consistency, as it appears, seem to go a long way. Even if his loud voice does tend to hurt his ears.
Tengen Uzui
Tengen... well let's just say he also had a favorable impression of M/N thanks to his fighting techniques.
Leaping into the air and plunging down, striking his enemy with such determination and impeccable form? Dodging quickly and dashing about like he weighed nothing at all? He had to say that his fighting style wasn't half bad. Even a tad flashy.
Of course, there's no way he could ever hope to rival a god such as himself, though... if he were to become his tsugoku...
Not in a million years. Or at least, that's the attitude M/N is rolling with. If Rengoku seemed pushy before, Tengen was going to be an entirely different story.
Rengoku... well... He means well, even if things don't register immediately. The Sound Hashira though? You could tell him to put you down when he's got you over his shoulder and he wouldn't hesitate to not follow that request. He's a whole different level of deliberate stubbornness.
Of course, it's not like he doesn't have his sweet side. He can be downright delightful if you get to know him in the right circumstances. It's just that M/N was never particularly interested in getting to know said sweet side.
Every moment spent in close contact with that man he either witnessed or experienced something disturbing against his will... not that his sense of disturbing was particularly normal, anyway.
For that reason (among several others) the man, though good at killing demons, tends to get on M/N's nerves.
M/N prefers to keep things more on the business side with Tengen. He has an immense respect for the technique and skill he harnesses with his blades in the war against demons. He's an impeccable Hashira, and a reliable comrade to fight alongside. In fact, it's not just him that's impressive. His wives are as well. And- his...mice?
Don't get M/N started on the mice.
They certainly have personality, but they're just one thing on the list of things he didn't know he didn't want to see until he saw them.
How did he even get them that buff?
What is he feeding them?
Is it edible?
Is it almond tofu?
He was hesitant about the wives (and their more affectionate and kind nature) until he tasted their cooking. M/N didn't know something could rival his favorite dish until he had it. Food is also how Tengen bribes him into staying around.
M/N tries to avoid these occasions as much as physically possible, despite how much the food tempts him. Uzui's wives were good people, and he didn't want to risk tainting them with his karma.
Uzui was debatable. He wouldn't mind seeing the man get knocked around by a demon just a little bit in combat to make up for the times he tried to get M/N to embrace a flashier lifestyle. But his wives? Nah.
Sure, they're perfectly capable of self-defense and would put up a good fight against him... but still. Too precious.
Sanemi Shinazugawa
No.
Absolutely not.
Don't get me wrong, Sanemi is strong as hell and good at killing demons, and they might have similar mindsets on things in a certain respect- *cough cough* demons being horrendous creatures that must be dealt with *cough cough*- but the firey ball of anger is just too unpleasant to be around.
Quite frankly Sanemi returns the sentiment.
As cold, distant, and aloof as M/N is, Sanemi isn't looking to befriend him in the slightest, and the same goes in the other direction.
Just because they're wind users and operate in the same corps doesn't mean they need to be buddy-buddy, and they are cool keeping their distance.
M/N is more or less neutral in Sanemi's respect. He'd take almost any other Hashira over him if they were in it for the long haul in terms of missions. In public it's always going to be strictly professional. Very much a "respect is there, but no feelings are attached" type of scenario.
Until M/N climbs the ranks and get's Hashira status, Sanemi is just a capable superior and a benchmark to surpass.
I wouldn't say the respect is returned, but eh. Does it really matter?
Kocho Shinobu
She's by far one of the only Hashira he's comfortable around.
While the others on this list are generally too physically or emotionally present or looking for connection, it's just so easy to be around Kocho and keep things how he's comfortable with them being.
She's level-headed, quiet, clear, and concise, impeccable in the medical field, is well accomplished in a fairly unique style of combat in comparison to the other Hashira, and so much more.
She doesn't need size or brute force to earn others' respect, fear, or admiration. She's just uniquely her... and disturbingly intimidating, in an uncanny valley sort of way.
M/N is of the opinion that if he had to work under any of the Hashira, or at least work with any of the Hashira, she'd be the one he'd want to work under. He trusts her judgment.
Given his occupation, he's likely gotten injured and had to deal with her and those working under her plenty of times as he perfected his combat style, so he knows better than to disobey the doctor's orders.
He doesn't need to look at her face to understand her intent and genuine feelings. He just knows.
Shinobu, I feel, doesn't exactly dislike him either. She's dealt with enough "interesting" types that I get the feeling she can read him fairly well too.
Streamlined. Respect. Loyalty. And Communication.
That is their bond in a nutshell.
They both also have an amusing habit of just.. popping up out of nowhere and startling people, so I think she's gotten a laugh out of that.
Patients have now become aware of the fact that if you're at her place, you now have to watch out for more than just the doc.
I like to think of this place as M/N's Wangshu Inn equivalent. Just a place he chills out playing distant from other people, waiting for the next orders from the top.
M/N also has impeccable hearing, which makes it much easier for him to appear when called.
He's more than likely been ordered to help with rehabilitation training for patients during the times he stays around too long. He doesn't offer up many objections.
AN: If you made it this far, I hope you enjoyed it! Apologies if I didn't get all the Hashira you might have wanted. I hope I did this somewhat justice?
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Hi! Can I get a Star Wars MxM pairing? Here's a bit about me if it helps!
I'm 5'10, I have dyed blond hair but the roots are black (my natural colour lol.). I usually wear baggy clothes, graphic tees, beanies, funky sunglasses, denim jackets, and converse- I'm also super interested in streetwear. I always have a messenger bag or tote bag on me- both of which are littered with pin badges. I love writing, especially sci-fi or fantasy scripts for films. I have a massive camera collection and I love filming and taking photos of stuff! I'm an ENFP and an Aquarius. My other hobbies include: Skateboarding, analysing film and books, decorating my room and watching video essays! Thanks! :D
AN: I know I just did this man for someone else but the idea of you and Tech together just makes me warm and fuzzy inside, Anon! Hope you enjoy!
I present to you, analysis nights.
No, seriously. If you want to know how you got as close as you both did? It was these, hands down.
You'd sit together in the ship, barracks, mess hall- literally anywhere and just talk- with or without his brothers around.
Tech is a bountiful source of knowledge. If he isn't aware of something, he's a few holopad touches away from finding out. And getting to share this knowledge? With someone who is JUST as passionate as he is? He's in heaven.
Film and story plot analysis? Talking about books? The Bad Batch never allows him to do this. He's chatting with you for hours over just about anything he's come across browsing the holonet. Seeing you just as engaged as he just makes him bubbly inside.
Of course, these sessions don't just consist of him talking. He's sitting next to or across from you, nodding intently as he processes everything you're telling him for minutes to hours at a time.
If you aren't just info dumping to each other over stuff that one of you has heard about and the other hasn't? It's a seemingly endless back-and-forth exchange of ideas and opinions.
As much as you enjoy this time together... the boys know to stay away. Wrecker, Crosshair, Echo, and Hunter know it's time to give you both some privacy as soon as one of you starts piping up about one of your special interests. It's not intentionally spiteful, per se, it's just that when both of you pick up and get going? Getting a word in edgewise is difficult. Especially considering they can't always follow along.
While they're walking away after the first few discussions, they place bets on how long it'll take for you both to realize you have chemistry- if you haven't already, that is.
You can thank Crosshair and Wrecker for this. It wasn't long before everyone committed credits to the pot, though.
Tech finds your style of dress both endearing and interesting- especially when it comes to streetwear and such. There was one occasion where he just sat there analyzing your tote bag, pointing at the individual pins and asking what each of them mean. He makes sure to keep up with any new ones he discovers, and has even brought you some between missions.
I present to you Tech and yourself sitting on his bunk, watching films and video essays on your holopad.
Tech watching you skateboard so easily back at base, a look of mild distrust on his face as he eyes your board- the likes of which you happen to be offering to him with an audible offer to "teach" him how to use it.
Seeing videos of how to do it and doing it yourself are two very different things, he finds that day, as he sits on his ass with Crosshair and the rest of the batch unceremoniously laughing their asses off by the ship.
They wish they could've caught that wipeout on camera, and I'm not convinced at least one of them secretly has.
Tech helping bleach your hair in the washroom as you write scripts on your holopad or scroll through the photos you've taken on your camera, occasionally lifting it up for him to analyze when you find a picture you particularly like.
Tech helping you write by acting as an editor/beta reader for any pieces you're willing to share with him.
Tech seeming particularly shifty one week as he goes about business elsewhere, deliberately avoiding contact with you because it's a well-known fact that he's horrible at lying.
You go about your day mildly concerned at seeing him scurry away into his ship or random rooms to avoid you, only to head back to your room to crash for the night, utterly exhausted.
When you get there, you find a red and black beanie with a skull and holopad emblazoned on the rim resting on your bed with an apology note from Tech, explaining that he'd been attempting to get this as a gift and didn't want to spoil the surprise.
Turns out he wasn't upset he was just being a sappy lover.
Oh- Crosshair won that bet by the way. The others groaned as they paid up while you walked into the ship hand in hand, and Tech looked rather perturbed as they did so. Crosshair just smirked.
AN: Sorry this was a bit on the shorter side, but honestly this is one of the cutest things I've mulled over in a hot minute. Hope you enjoyed!
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Hello, i hope youre doing alright!! May I ask for a Star wars romantic Match up? Thank you in advance if you do<3
I'm masc Non-Binary They/Them & Gay/Queer (male attraction). My Star sign is Leo and I'm INTJ-T if that's of any use.
I have short layered Blood Red hair, but I seem to dye it every month! My fav colors to switch are Red and Baby Blue!! My eyes are rlly dark Brown, almost Black. Im more on the short side (5"0ft/152.4cm) & what people call a baby face.
Minus all that I'm not "mean" but people always assume on first glance that I would fight them(never understood that as im quite shy upon first meet, i prefer to stay with myself), I do have a lot of fighting experience but that's only for when someone swings first. I have some hard anger issues but never take them out on people, at least I try not to, I do enjoy a good argument tho,, i also tyoically yell or curse in german when im mad my friends think its the funniest thing ever. But once you get past most of that I've been discribed as much of a protective father/brother figure by a lot of my friends, I always try to be there for the people im close with, I have the Humor of a little teenager boy dispute the fact it's hard for me to laugh with Alexithymia. (Ex; I giggle at the word balls :")) with Alexithymia I typically have a monotone expression and voice as it's hard for me to express or tell what emotion im feeling.
I LOVE listening to people talk about the simplest things they find interesting, even if it sounds dumb I prefer to listen to those around me speak. I don't like talking due to my Alexithymia and stutter, but I could talk about Space and Science for hours!
My main Hobby is writing, but I enjoy doodling my friends or landscapes!
My style in clothing is much more bright and "loud", I enjoy the kidcore theme of clothing and dress in vibarant colours! My favorite colors are pastels!!
I enjoy background Sound when it's more quiet, vibrants and pastels, reading, and science/math!
I dislike extremely loud sounds, yelling, and crowds!
I've been told my Love Language is quality time and Gift Giving, im afraid of physical touch but also extremely touch starved, I'd like a hug but the idea also scares me lol 😵💫..
I apologize if this was too much or a lot to read, take your time Sonor if you decide to do it!! Have a good day<3
AN: Don't worry about it Anon, it wasn't too much! Had a few potential matches but I figured it'd be safer than sorry to take my time with yours. Hope you don't mind getting someone from the humanoid-adjacent partner pool!
Plo Koon is one of the most down-to-earth living beings you'll ever truly meet and just an overall sweetheart.
Despite the disposition that you appear to portray- that being of someone on the more vocally or physically violent side- Plo could sense your good nature resting underneath. He never once doubted that you were a decent person.
That said, he found it quite curious that you tended to keep to yourself, given the aura you almost seem to give off with the force. I don't imagine that it would take too long for him to put two-and-two together that you were just shy, but the reason for that level of withdrawn attitude would be a question that nags at the edge of his mind.
Unlike other Jedi who would either keep their distance from you entirely or jump right into conversation (or at least try to), he was definitely on the more tactful side when it came to initiating conversations. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, and conversely, didn't want to risk you being lonely either. He sought a healthy balance.
Amusingly enough, the monotonous way in which you speak isn't something that would bother him all too much in the long scheme of things, nor with the lack of expression. Plo is keen when it comes to communication, so if he isn't sure about something there's no doubt that he'd ask for clarification.
Furthermore, when it comes to speech patterns, you're both in a similar boat considering that his speech is slightly unique as well. He thinks about what he says, and there's this draw of emphasis he seems to put on certain syllables and words. It's not so much that he's sluggish as he is slow and deliberate. Fairly refreshing, actually.
As for conversational topics, I imagine that you both would have many things to discuss- common interests or otherwise. He doesn't mind carrying the conversation if it makes you most comfortable, but you'd find that no matter how much you stutter he'd be right at your side, gaze fixated on you and only you as you speak.
He thoroughly enjoys your rants on space, science, and the like that you both share in your free time, finding them both interesting and insightful. Quite a few things you've mentioned have drifted in and out of his mind when he's out on missions, and a fact or two has come in very handy.
Though he's less argumentative than quite a few of his peers, debates between you two are also something that he looks forward to. They can be quite amusing, although not much can quite chalk up to the feeling seeing you curse under your breath in german gives him.
More than likely, he's walked in on you while you were with his men doing so, and at least once you were shouting. The boys in white might not have known exactly what you were saying, but he certainly caught on quick.
Let's just say he got a good chuckle during those excursions.
When you start changing up your look, you'll find he almost immediately notices- especially in regards to your hair. He compliments it frequently. Your style of dress, though quite unlike his own, also interests him. He's done a bit of research in an attempt to locate where the style originated from, to varying levels of success. I don't imagine you'll ever catch him partaking, but he makes sure you know he appreciates the looks you do.
As far as amusement goes, he probably trusts the force to gauge just how pleased you are by certain situations to better get a grasp on your humor. He finds the level of 'immurity', as some would call it, in your tastes amusing... in that it's just another character trait of yours that makes you unique. He also may or may not have tipped off his men so you could have a good time hanging with them, not that he openly stated so. He'd probably tease you a tad if you questioned whether or not he was the culprit.
He finds your 'big brotherly' and 'fatherly' attitude towards those around you quite endearing, especially to those younger than yourself. He's been fairly well known to have a good reputation with the younglings (or at least Ahsoka) and has a similar relationship with her that you have with others, so it's something he understands quite well.
Of the potential suitors in the Jedi Order, he's fairly logical, which means that you are going to have a lot more leeway when it comes to what missions you do and do not go on. While others like Skywalker or Kenobi would have openly objected to you going on more dangerous missions had you been their partner, Plo lets logic take the lead and knows that you're capable of defending yourself.
That said, don't think he'll just let you partake in whatever mission you want whenever, regardless of the danger. You will be debriefed on the situation for your safety if you are going, and when the rare circumstance arises that he 100% does not want to see you on the gunship with him and his men, he isn't really going to be someone you can negotiate with. Not that you can't try- it's just that he'll have an armada of rock-solid arguments that'll be extremely difficult to counter.
He's the type that would rather you avoid violent situations if at all possible but feels much more comfortable knowing that you have legitimate fighting experience under your metaphorical, pastel belt on the off-chance it becomes unavoidable. The safer you are, the more he can focus on his work without worry.
I imagine exchanging feelings was a rather interesting situation for him given his position in the order, but when he did share them with you it was heartfelt and in the comfort of a quiet room, or hallway. Perhaps located by a balcony or window with a view.
Personally, I picture quality time as one of his love languages, which works quite well for both of you. As for physical touch though? He'd recognize and respect your fear and reserve such contact for moments he was certain you were fine with it. It probably wasn't common during the start of your relationship but became more frequent as you got comfortable over time.
On the notion of fears, Plo is the type to help you with them if at all possible, even if it takes a long time to do so. The long haul doesn't bother him much- not with how long he's lived.
One of Plo's favorite ways to spend quality time with you together is when you're drawing. He finds the process quite enjoyable, and never hesitates to compliment you on your technique. Your skill never ceases to amaze him.
He almost certainly has a drawing you've made of him and/or the boys in his quarters. Likely framed, and either sitting on a desk or mounted on a wall. He makes sure to value any gifts he's given.
Overall it's a very trusting, wholesome relationship and one that doesn't often yield issues. You simply set his heart aflutter.
AN: There are few words to describe this relationship other than "Wholesome." It's not one that drudges up particularly chaotic scenarios in mind, but the sheer stability that comes with a relationship with this man is rather comforting. For those who got this far, I hope you enjoyed!
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Sup! I was wondering if I could request a Star Wars matchup :]
Alrighty so, I’m a 5’5 Biromantic (masc leaning) asexual guy. I have medium long black and purple hair with raccoon tails. I’m really into punk and metal culture, and I love picking up scrap and making it into clothes and accessories. I’m also autistic and I have adhd, so I differ a lot between how social and talkative I am. I play guitar, play board games, sew and draw in my spare time
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A/N: Sorry this took so long Anon, I just couldn't decide how I wanted to do the banner for this one! I hope that this is to your tastes!
I am thoroughly convinced that you both would get along disturbingly well.
Your style and your unique hobbies are certainly what drew him to you. It isn't often that you encounter someone with long black and purple hair- let alone with that and raccoon tails. And turning scrap into accessories? Well, that was just icing on the cake.
Don't get me wrong- Anakin has been around the likes of Padme during her queen and senator days, so he's no stranger to unique and unorthodox hairdos, but the color and length certainly intrigued him, forgoing the style.
Given how frequently he's out in the field? Unless you went out on missions with him regularly, your initial interactions with him would have been once every blue moon or so. Of course, this meant that there were some occasions where he attempted to hang with you on your less social days- something I don't imagine going too well.
The differences in how social you were may have bewildered him at first, but it's more than likely if you didn't tell him about your social battery? Kenobi, Ahsoka, or Rex would have caught on to some degree and let him know that it probably wasn't because he'd done something wrong.
Even though it's known to be against regulations to nab keepsakes from the battlefield (or at the very least it is for clones), I get the feeling he's made a habit of grabbing you scrap metal from the battlefield on missions where he's had time.
More often than not this metal consists of severed droid parts that almost certainly have lightsaber cuts and blaster residue all over them, but hey- it's the thought that counts right?
He'd keep his eye out the following days, weeks, etc. after giving you one of his unique "gifts" to see if he could spot something you may have crafted it into.
He and the 501st make a game of guessing what you might turn his scrap into, and they absolutely keep score of who's gotten it right the most times.
As you got closer and your relationship developed further he 100% would step up his game in the scrap department. And by that I mean he somehow finds stranger and stranger shit to bring back for you.
A motivator, the head of a B1, droid fingers, paneling from destroyed droid carriers- hell, even random pieces of downed starships. His goal is to make sure you never know what he's gonna bring back next, if only so he can see the delighted (or perplexed) look you'll end up giving him as a result.
Of course, if you needed something specific and let him know about it, he'd see to it that he gets it if possible.
It's also a game between his padawan, himself, and the clones to see who can get the desired part first. Because what's a good battle without some friendly competition amirite?
On quiet days while you don't feel like talking so much, he'll hang out with you and listen to your favorite music with you. Furthermore, if you want to show him any drawings or clothes you've made, or even play him a song on your guitar he's absolutely game. Most of the time neither of you will even have to talk, just bask in each other's presence.
On days where you feel more like listening than talking, he'll tell elaborate tales of his self-proclaimed "best moments" on the battlefield and catch you up on what he's been doing while you've been separated. He's also got a stash of amusing tales at Obi-wan, Ahsoka, and the 501st's expense to cheer you up whenever you're feeling down.
Somehow he always finds a way to boost his own ego in the process, but something tells me that you're more than enough to keep Anakin balanced in that regard.
If you make him something you bet he's bragging to his padawan and his men that his significant other made a gift specifically for him and no one else.
Anakin is 100% guilty of messing up your hair or lifting things just out of reach to tease you as you are shorter than him, but he's made up for it in some regards by fetching things for you as well. Namely stuff way too high for you to get without putting yourself in a precarious position.
Talk to him about anything you're interested in and he's over the moon- even if he doesn't quite understand it. You trust him enough to share it with him and that makes it all the more precious.
Anything too out of pocket and you might catch him and Kenobi having a hushed conversation just out of earshot where he's checking with his master to see if he at least knows what you're talking about.
If you call him out on this he'll deny it, and if you catch him in the act he'll try to play it off... and fail spectacularly. Meanwhile, Obi-wan is watching him trip over himself in amusement as he tries to find a half-truth you'll buy to spare him the embarrassment.
He sticks to holovids after that. Can't trust his jedi master as far as he can throw him, apparently.
Ahsoka teases him relentlessly over this.
Anakin doesn't really seem the type to get bent out of shape over anyone being asexual, adhd, or autistic. He's a really chill guy, and to be honest he just takes it all in stride and embraces it as much as physically possible. You're his boyfriend after all, why wouldn't he?
Learns about any and/or all of the above to figure out how to better support you and makes sure your boundaries are laid out and respected.
If you want a funny sight to commit to memory? Have him help you with your hair maintenance. He'd somehow find a way to make dying, bleaching, trimming it, etc. absolutely hilarious. Just him in the bathroom with you on a chair in front of a mirror, desperately trying to figure out what toner is, why certain hair products can and cannot be used shortly after dying, etc. It's fucking brilliant.
He's absolutely tried to con you into dying at least a strand of your hair blue to match him and his squad at least once.
....Okay. More than once. But can you blame him? That'd be bloody adorable.
Just don't dye it orange in response to mess with him, he might cry.
AN: Ah yes, the image of Anakin fumbling with hair dye will forever be ingrained in my brain. For those who got this far, I hope you enjoyed!
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AN: Some sweet innocent soul decided to comment on the last Electro Hashira Post inspired by our resident Out of Pocket Anon, and I'm here to make it everyone's problem. /pos
Warnings: Mild Spoilers for the Mugan Train Incident. The reader takes inspiration from Ei aka the Electro Hashira from Genshin Impact.
𝗔𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗿𝗼 𝗛𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮:
The Electro Hashira had an older sibling that he lost to demons, and following their death he fell into this rather black-and-white frame of thinking, powered by his rage.
In his opinion? All demons were evil, slaughtering and consuming the innocent for often no reason at all. The demon slayers were their just and proper persecutors. A righteous force that did them all mercy. Such atrocities warrant a fate far worse than death, after all.
Even before the existence of the demon slayer corps had come to his attention, M/N had stuck to his vow to do what he could to hunt down and slaughter the being responsible for the death of his sibling, alongside other countless innocents. This hunt led him to witness many atrocities, and he eventually gained an apprenticeship when a demon slayer took note of his prominent inexperience in their line of work.
That is to say, said demon slayer watched as M/N quite literally nearly got himself killed challenging a demon with naught but a rusty handaxe and a kitchen knife (they weren't very successful in their endeavor at first, evidently).
M/N was fairly quick to make a name for himself as a trainee with extreme discipline and determination, going above and beyond to succeed in trials his mentors put him up against. No one form quite seemed to fit him, though, which led to him receiving tutelage from several different practitioners.
He ended up creating a form derivative of thunder breathing (alongside a few others) that felt just right, dubbing it "Electro Breathing". This aggressive and dangerous breathing form (and his stubborn attitude) were what he became known for as he climbed the ranks.
Despite what others might've thought based on how cold and indifferent he seemed, he greatly admired the Hashira as a lower-ranking corps member. They were able to kill upper moons- a feat he could only have dreamt of accomplishing when he started from the bottom. This admiration was hidden by the sometimes harsh critiques he'd give when analyzing their decisions during missions.
He... Well, let's just say that he found some of their techniques a tad too heavy on the flamboyant side. A tad too extra? Yeah, that was an understatement in that aspect.
...
Okay, sometimes he just didn't like their attitudes. Was that a crime?
*cough* *cough* Hypocrite *cough* cough*
Of the Hashira, he got along with Rengoku the most.
That said, he actually respected Shinobu more than his fiery counterpart. Or rather, he respected her sadism.
Something about slowly poisoning a demon to death as opposed to chopping their heads off directly just seemed to speak to him. It was cold- and as he saw it? Well deserved. Needless to say, she was one of the few Hashira he took open criticism from and listened to.
Despite his unseemly attitude, M/N actually took on at least two known Tsugokus in the pursuit of eternity. The eldest is currently missing and presumed dead by the corps, while the youngest is still in his care and just as thick-headed as he is (if not worse). Sometimes he struggles to get her to listen to him. And he's her mentor.
One of the things that disturbs Tanjirou the most about M/N is that he has been known to put an end to those turning into demons without hesitation. It's rumored that he's done it several times, and hasn't flinched once.
He's also someone well-known for putting his subordinates out of their misery when he deems them beyond recovery.
M/N justifies this by declaring it an act of mercy- something that people within the corp have mixed feelings over. At least a few of the deceased are those Shinobu would have liked to at least attempt to have treated before he so promptly took their fates into his hands.
He's one of the few Hashira who routinely takes time out of his demon-hunting schedule to mourn those lost in his pursuit of eternity. Who exactly these 'lost' are is subject to much debate. In reality, he's mourning both his subordinates and the innocents caught in the crossfire of their never-ending war. He does his mourning at his mansion, which he has dubbed his "Plane of Euthymia"
Post-Mugan Train Incident, at least one of the rooms in his house is dedicated to Rengoku, a shrine there in his name. He visits his younger brother from time to time in order to check in and see how he's doing. The boy's pursuits are beyond his understanding, but he does his best to sit and absorb what Senjuro tells him.
As for his feelings about Nezuko and Tanjiro's situation, he was naturally opposed to the entire thing during its first revelation. You could find him nodding along with Rengoku and pitching his own eloquent complaints about the situation.
The only thing that kept him from intervening (unlike some people) was the Master's will, which he respects above all others. And even then? That was pushing it. A demon? Allowed to live?
Not in his domain, that's for certain.
It was only when Tanjiro began to grow on him during missions that he begrudgingly began to withdraw his opinion, if only because he bore witness to that creature protecting humans.
It's out of what little respect he and the boy have established between each other that he keeps his current Tsugoku as far away from the both of them as physically possible.
Tanjiro has been quoted making note of the fragrance that M/N deliberately wears, and it's so subtle that people thought he was crazy for calling it out in the first place.
The fragrance reminds him of sakura blossoms and (unsurprisingly) wisteria in full bloom, though the former's scent is far more prominent.
He has thrown Inosuke through a wall more than once at the Wisteria House. This is canon. I do not make the rules.
....Shinobu was less than pleased.
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Much like Rengoku, M/N, the Electro Hashira would be passionate and absolute in his ideal. He yearns for a world in which humans can live eternal, without fear of demons feasting on their flesh. They are the enemy, and as such, none should be spared.
Because of this ideal, it is a known fact that he has immense respect for the master, as well as his fellow Hashira- even if the manner in which they conduct themselves is rather... unorthodox... by his standards.
When meetings come about, M/N's very confident in his stances and sticks very close to this ideal. This trait leads to fairly interesting encounters and debates, in which his stubborn insistence can be both a comfort and a thorn in one's side depending on the situation. That said, it can also make him predictable. If facts are twisted in just the right way, it's easy to gain his support, and immensely difficult to get him to change his mind.
Rengoku admires his passion. He sees it as a raging inferno that must be cherished, elegant even as it burns that which stands in its path. That said? He admires the Hashira's curiosity just as much.
When the Electro Hashira eventually does concede to being wrong or misled, his gaze has a tendency to veer outward, looking to others to see just what else he might be missing. This can lead to some very interesting takes while he reconstructs his ideals.
Rengoku is one of the few Hashira who doesn't mind being put together with M/N in missions. His rigidity is something that Rengoku finds easy to work with, despite it being a quality that others tend to dislike. They find common ground easily enough, and when it comes to mission execution? They finish jobs swiftly together. They can be flexible if absolutely necessary, but why differ from the standard protocol if it's effective?
It's no surprise to anyone when they begin sticking close to each other during meetings. With Rengoku's enthusiasm directed to his duties and the Electro Hashira's unwavering attitude, they aren't often on opposing sides of issues.
The Electro and Flame Hashiras tend to cover each other's flanks in verbal discussions as well as battles.
Pile that on top of the sheer experience they have with each other in the field, and it's a recipe for unwavering bonds. They tend to wander into each other's company quite often, sometimes without realizing it.
Both men were likely so focused on their duties that neither noticed the blatant attraction they had toward each other. Conversely, Mitsuri, Tengen, and the boss noticed their chemistry almost immediately.
Virtually any time that one of them tried to bring it up, save for maybe the boss, they were met with denial on both their parts. As far as they were concerned, they were totally just close friends and comrades. Totally.
As far as their relationship goes, Rengoku was the one who began initiating things at first. When the Electro Hashira was sequestered in their "Plane of Euthymia" in mourning of his men and those lost, he went out of his way to visit them, offer his condolences, or invite them out on excursions, work-related or otherwise. Similarly, if he happened to be by a Wisteria House that M/N was staying in while off duty or injured, he would drop by and give his fellow Hashira a visit.
This may originally have proved annoying at first, the Electro Hashira not really appreciating the intrusions in his home, but the Flame Hashira eventually grew on him. One by one he began returning the man the same courtesies, growing increasingly irritable whenever he came back injured from a mission due to being reckless, giving the man an earful. Kyojuro would always laugh heartily, promising to make up for it later.
They grew rather close over their years of service together, patching each other up between missions and supporting each other as they fought through hell and back, both men acting as a safe haven for each other.
While Rengoku was certainly more verbal about how much he treasured these "momentus occasions"- literally just their outings together- the Electro Hashira was a bit more poised and quiet about the matter, showing their appreciation through various nonverbal means of communication. Perhaps something he'd grow to regret in the aftermath of the Mugan Train incident.
AN: Sorry this one took so long, there were so many places I could take this that I didn't know where to start! Hope you enjoy it, and if you want more? You can always feel free to send another request. May your day be as wonderful as the ocean's abyss is deep.
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A/N: It's no problem at all @alittletoobsessedwithclonewars, this was... way... way too much fun.
So long Seppies, better luck next life.
Seriously though. You know how you said you were a menace to society? Yeah. You with Anakin? Take that, and multiply it by cancer.
All semi-references aside, to say that you are chaotic is an understatement. While you both get the job done, you certainly do so in style.
...If by style you mean getting your ship shot, spiraling out of control, crash-landing on a planet, and having to wipe out hoards of droids in order to steal a new one.
You know. The usual.
It's well known on both sides of the war that statistically speaking? When you get Anakin, you're going to be trailing not too far behind.
This is either a good thing... or a bad one. Depends on who's doing the paperwork.
A lot of people just assume that you and the general are close friends, but some people do have their suspicions.
He'd definitely try and drag you on as many missions as possible regardless of your status because it means he can keep an eye on you and keep you safe. He's fairly protective by nature, and it means he gets quality time with his significant other, so to him? It's a win.
That said? I wouldn't be surprised if a few arguments arose between you both because of the missions he doesn't want you going on with him because it's "too dangerous."
We've seen it platonically with Ahsoka, and several times with Padme, so it's safe to say he dislikes when the risk is a little too high for you. If you're capable of protecting yourself it certainly eases his heart a tad- double that if you're force sensitive- but that doesn't stop his anxieties. That said, you'll probably have similar concerns for him, so you'll both have that to look forward to.
Anakin will almost always make a game out of missions with you. He's well known for droid kill count competitions with his padawan- but you make them more entertaining.
Your easy-going nature is something he admires, and before you were together it was definitely something that drew him to you.
He's charismatic by nature, but seeing someone who's fully capable of getting along with him, his padawan, his master, AND his troops is a sight and a half. Talk about a fast pass to earning brownie points.
Mischievous as you are, that gremlin energy was also a major factor in why he liked you. You clicked almost immediately.
Creativity comes in many facets, and whether it's doodling in a sketchbook or... less than orthodox methods of getting things done? He finds it endearing.
Any time he can get alone time with you, he'll take it. Believe me when I say that he'll listen to you ramble about anything for hours. Sometimes the things you come up with absolutely baffle him.
Hope you like cuddling and physical forms of affection, because he certainly does. Messing with your hair, hugs, kisses, the whole nine yards. He gets what he can, and if you think he isn't going to attempt to steal kisses while people aren't looking, you're wrong.
Of course, he'd still respect any boundaries you set in that regard- that's a given. If PDA isn't your thing he'll tone it down, but best know that if that's one of your only gripes about it all he'll be pulling you somewhere private as soon as possible.
100% makes jokes about you being a hazard to society. Hypocrite.
Anakin has stolen your beanie more than once. He doesn't wear it, but he does carry it, and if I had to describe the urge in a nutshell? His obsession with that thing is very much the phenomenon of "If not there to take, why hat?"
If you happen to be shorter than this 6'2, force-sensitive gremlin? Good luck with getting it back because he is not afraid to use your height against you.
Makes you chase him to get it sometimes. He finds it fun. Part of his charm, I suppose.
This was a thing even before you were an item. He stole it in front of Obi-Wan, and the poor man just shook his head and sighed as he watched you book it after him in a desperate attempt to get it back.
He keeps a mental tally of how many times he's kept it from you versus how many you've successfully stolen it back from him. Will argue against you getting a point if he was "distracted" by someone else when you got it, but you and he both know who the winner really was.
Would absolutely adore it if you gave him a keepsake he could wear out on missions when he was away from you. Don't think you'll be conning him into wearing a beanie with his robes anytime soon though.
Has definitely sent one of his boys to give you a gift disguised as something important for a mission, when in reality it was probably something goofy he snagged on one of his trips without you.
This has happened a few times, but I like to think at least one of these 'mystery gifts' was a beanie, or something similar.
If you wear it'll give him a confidence boost that he'll be riding for weeks.
Might need to bully him just a little bit afterward, to knock his ego down a few pegs. /j
Anakin's absolutely enamored with you. He loves giving his beloved boyfriend compliments whenever he can... to the degree that having to disguise the loving nature of them in public mildly annoys him.
He has thought about ditching the order a few times for you, but is also torn because of his sense of duty to his men, the Jedi, and the people of The Republic.
Don't think he won't be planning every aspect of life with you after the war. He will. Both with and without you. It's a hobby of his that helps him get by. He's down to go just about anywhere if it's to live with you, home planet, or otherwise.
Just keep him away from sand. It's course, it's rough, and its irritati-
He's really big on open, honest communication between the both of you, so you're free to talk to him about just about anything without judgment.
Like you though, he does have some anger issues, so you may have to dissuade him from doing anything rash and vice versa. I like to think that you both could balance each other well in this aspect.
But if you both get angry together good luck to anyone on the other side of that charade. By the force-
The theater kid aspect could enter the playing field in a number of ways depending on what role you played in theater- ex: minor actor, major actor, set designer, lighting and sound tech, etc.
The first two could help when it comes to keeping things on the down low so people don't know he isn't breaking the code. Set stuff is tricky but it gives you points in the technical category and any edge you have in that department could come in handy, what can I say?
Maybe for once the Master... at being caught isn't Anakin. Perhaps you've played the role a few times. Who knows?
If that were the case, Anakin would have been mildly grouchy during and after the fact. You? In enemy territory? Without a weapon? Alone? Absolutely not.
He's gotta admit though, you fooling the enemy or executing any successful strategy never ceases to impress him.
He's always so proud. Salty if you're ever at risk, but proud nonetheless.
100% will drop anything to help you with your anxieties, no hesitation. Need something? Wanna talk? Need him to get you away from a place or certain people? You got it. He's head over heels, so if you name it? You've got it.
Y'all are too. Damn. Cute.
A/N: I'm stopping myself here because if I go on for too long, I'll be up all night. I feel like I was only scraping the bottom of the barrel here, but by the force was it fun. I read your request and knew that you and Anakin would click immediately. I felt it in my bones, man. Request again anytime, and let me know if there's anything I missed or something you'd like to hear more about. May the force be with you, and may your day be as wonderful as the ocean's abyss is deep. Thanks for reading.
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