light.

you gave me a heartbeat.

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a writing blog for nezuko kamado of gotouge's demon slayer. penned by erin. low activity, independent, private. est october 2025. rules beneath the cut...

i will not be interested in writing with you if your blog features muses from certain fandoms such as harry potter, attack on titan, stranger things and so forth. i also ask that anyone who writes or romanticizes pedophilia, incest, rape/dubcon and so forth not to follow me. in general, if i don’t vibe with you, i will block to curate my dash, but it’s rarely ever personal. don’t make it a big deal, please.

i use the beta editor exclusively and cut posts. note that my formatting is very simple and i may not always use icons. please don’t use lightly colored text, more than two or three spaces between words or put fancy fonts in your replies to me. i will gently remind you about this once or twice, but if you continue to ignore me i will softblock. i’m not a high maintenance writing partner, but please reblog ask prompts from the source, cut thread replies and try to ask for my permission before metagaming, even if it’s a small thing. thank you for understanding!

i am tentatively open to shipping. nezuko is about fifteen years-old in her main verse, so i will be highly selective and only ship with characters who are within her age range—so somewhere between fourteen and sixteen. there will be absolutely no sexual content present on this blog. note that any romance will require extensive plotting and good chemistry both ic and ooc!

i do not follow for follow. if i’m following you, that means i’m genuinely interested in both you and the character(s) you write. even if it seems like our source materials may not mesh well, i am always happy to give it a try and i hope that you’ll do the same. that being said, if you don’t think it’ll work out, that’s totally fine! please just softblock me. i intend to extend the same courtesy.

the best way to interact with me is either by plotting with me on discord or sending in an ic ask and continuing it after i answer. i make starter calls every now and then, but these are the most reliable ways of writing with me. if you ever want to discuss a potential dynamic between nezuko and your muse, never hesitate to im me so we can exchange discords or otherwise!

as for the mun... hi, my name is erin. i’m 22, wasian and use he/she pronouns. please expect low/fluctating activity here. thank you for reading!

[pillarflame]

ind. sel. kyōjurō rengoku. by merlin. ♡ or ↺

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oh girl. the update hit this blog.

[tenthousandmusesmaybemore]

oink.

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oink! oink oink!

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meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow.

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reappears...

[weier1104]

[monkbeads]

❝ we are proud to live and die as human beings. don't act like your worthless ideas are supreme and force them on others. ©

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omikuji (fortune telling!)

Nezuko has pulled out a dirty, slightly purple strip of paper from the fortune telling box, reading : [小凶], A bit of bad luck..

Nezuko, your wish will be fulfilled if you push yourself.

In terms of disagreements, the best option is to make up your mind.

A lucky item to carry around would be a/an memento.

oh...

[foundhate]

IN EVERY LIFE I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL KILL YOU, OVER AND OVER AGAIN. unaff. indra otsutsuki of masashi kishimoto's naruto series. written by merlin. sideblog to @jinzoutsuki.

[pillarflame]

meow meow meow meow meow meow

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( ahh )

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nezuko is crouched in the dirt, stone still. upon closer examination, you can see that she’s gazing intently at a snail.

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good morning let's get this bread

[jinzoutsuki]

I  AM  YOU,  AND  YOU  ARE  I.   TOGETHER,  WE  DANCE  OUR  BROTHERLY  DANCE.       ind.  sel.   mitsuki  &  rogu  from  masashi  kishimoto's  naruto  series.   divorced  almost  entirely  from  canon,  rewritten  as  original  characters.   heavily  crossover  &  oc  friendly. 

[koikokyu]

do you like girls who love cats, girls who're super strong, girls who have two-toned hair? do you like girls who eat a lot, have a sweet tooth? do you like girls who're hopeless romantics at their core? well, look no further! #koikokyu is an independent, mutually exclusive, headcanon-based, and manga-influenced rendition of kanroji mitsuri from gotōge koyoharu's kimetsu no yaiba!

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what kind of love are you?

love as a threshold. your love does not ask for much. your love does not take. your love is free, and unquestioned, and here for wherever needs it. when you fall in love, it is as gentle as a breath in the night. it is quiet, and it is effortless. it is tender. if your love was a house, it would readily welcome all who come through. if your love was a hearth, it would warm the hands of whoever stopped by, whether for a day, a month, a year, or forever. when you fall for someone, it is without strings, without conditions, without need. you love for the sake of loving, for the sake of caring for those who need it. you love with a giver’s heart and a giver’s hands and are made so much stronger for it. being loved by you is to always feel at home. your love may not always be well-received by those unprepared to linger, but it is unforgettable all the same.

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your brother must be really proud of you. : )

it’s difficult to hold nezuko’s attention for very long.   in moments of tranquility, her focus wavers quickly and easily, pulled away from reality and into the deeper recesses of her mind.   though she’s surely more lucid than she was when tanjiro first became a demon slayer, keeping herself from retreating into ambiguity is still a struggle.

she can tell that saya has been speaking at her, but she wasn’t fully listening until—

the two words, ‘your brother’ in conjunction always serve to break her out of her stupor without fail, and she looks to the hashira, fully alert.

for a brief pause, she considers the statement.   proud of her?   what for?   she hasn’t accomplished anything notable recently that she can remember—it’s been a rare stretch of peacetime, leaving nezuko to do little else but sleep.   still, the notion delights her.   her brother’s praise and approval, the gentle lilt to his tone when he congratulates her on a job well done, the familiar warmth in his hands when he pats her head—it makes her happy.

she doesn’t know what she’s done now to be proud of, but the suggestion makes something stir with excitement in her heart.   is fushikuro-san proud of her too, then?   nezuko lifts her head a bit higher, expectant, waiting for her hand to touch her head.