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[mewbell-moved]

                                                 @hanafudah​

                            ONE    BLINK    .    TWO    BLINKS    .    THREE    .    eyes    meet    with    the    stranger    and    there    is    a    long    silence    as    fish    wiggles    and    squirms    in    fangs    ---    buried    into    the    marine    creature    and    hidden    .    arms    flails    ,    fish    being    spit    out    (    canines    hidden    now    by    lips    )    .    ❝    oh    !    ew    !    it    was    still    alive    !    ❞    words    spilled    quickly    from    mouth    ,    hands    fumbling    for    the    fish    before    it    jumped    into    the    campfire    ,    ❝    i    thought    it    died    already    ah    .    .    .    heh    heh    heh    .    .    .    ❞

[9thform]

@hanafudah​   /   sc.

                            “––––you  do  not  need  to  worry  about  me!!”  kyojuro  finds  himself  bellowing. of  course,  the  two  of  them  had  a  close  encounter  with  a  demon  –––  but  that  was  just  a  part  of  the  job!  kyojuro  finds  himself  laughing away,  before  tossing tanjiro  some  gauze, “–––here!  for  your  wounds!”

“–––the  more  you  practice, the  more  easily you  will  able  to  protect not  only  others, but  yourself,  too!”

[hizzashii]

send 🛑 to clean blood off of my muse ☀️ @hanafudah

When Tanjiro had protected him, Yoriichi had reacted in a panic. Of course he would--Yoriichi would have gladly taken the blow had it protected Tanjiro, so it was a bit hypocritical to be too upset, but well...

"Never do that again."

Parental concern wins out by far.

Touch is gentle as he cleans the blood, though Yoriichi's expression is pinched into one of worry. Even if the wound isn't life-threatening, the fact he was hurt at all in the first place--

"Please, I couldn't bear it if something happened to you."

Softer this time, almost a quiet plea for understanding.

[loveshivers]

“  patch + REVERSE ! “  help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound .                   ->   @hanafudah​   ♡  loud  &  deafening  !

     “  tanjiro - kun!  “  a  huff  through  pursed  lips,  a  hand  raising  to  grip  &  hold  his  shoulder  in  place  .  “  please  sit  still,  i  don’t  want  to  accidentally  press  it  too  hard...  “  

     really,  she  may  be  being  a  bit  too  cautious...  she’s  no  stranger  to  patching  her  own  wounds,  but  the  little  slayers  are  too  cute  to  have  too  many  scars!  with  a  sigh,  mitsuri  finishes  cleaning  the  wound,  tongue  sticking  out  in  focus  as  she  carefully  wraps  bandages.  “  there!  please  make  sure  to  keep  it  covered  for  now,  tanjiro - kun!  we  can  check  on  it  again  later,  okay?  ♡  “

[hizzashii]

@hanafudah

Of the time before, the time before he spent his days guarding this place...he couldn't truly recall. Bits and pieces of memories that laid scattered as if caught upon a breeze, always just beyond his reach. As if, no matter how much he tried to reach for them, they were taken to always remain just beyond the grasp of fingers.

All he knew...is that, for whatever reason, he must remain here, this bit of earth once upturned and now grown over with grasses and strange blue flowers the demon never saw elsewhere.

An odd, unplaceable urge, that they too had to be kept hidden away.

So when footsteps approach, the sound of another, and he growls softly--the sound but a warning, as demon he may be, he didn't wish it, to approach and risk harming the other.

Harming humans left such an unpleasant feeling within his stomach, he thought he may be sick.

So it is lingering outside of reach of the blade at the other's hip, pink eyes watching warily for next move.

[hizzashii]

ASSORTED INJURIES MEME ☀️ @hanafudah

“am i going to die?”

"No, no."

Resolute and determined--he couldn't let Tanjiro die here. He would never forgive himself. No, that was too greedy--but it was true. The boy had become like a son to him, Yoriichi only wished him to be protected instead of carrying such weight upon his shoulders, to be happy, surviving the end of this.

Not with Yoriichi tearing fabric for a makeshift tourniquet, something to help stop the bleeding so that they can move. That was more important now--get Tanjiro to safety, to proper medical attention.

At least Yoriichi can see the wound isn't too life-threatening, as long as they move quickly. But to ask such a thing--he still must be frightened. Yoriichi could not fault him, he's so young...

A hand reaches up, brushing Tanjiro's hair from his face in gentle gesture, offering a small smile so that perhaps it could offer him some form of comfort. If Yoriichi can keep his worry off his face, that will reassure, won't it?

"I'm sorry, I know it hurts. But you'll be alright--I won't allow anything to happen to you. We have to make it back to Nezuko and the others."

[hizzashii]

@hanafudah

"You really do push yourself too hard..."

The words are quietly said, and one could even believe Yoriichi hadn't fully intended to say them aloud and was just too focused on the little wound he was cleaning for the other.

Yoriichi could not fault him for it, of course. He never would, but it still made his heart ache to see Tanjiro always the most injured, trying so hard to protect all of those around him. Yoriichi is proud of him, of course, but...there was still a selfish part of himself that had come to view Tanjiro as what he imagines a son would be like.

A soft frown still tugs at Yoriichi's lips, eyes focused on the wound until he must glance away instead of continuing to allow his gaze to see torn blood vessels.

"I'll go with you next time, if you'll just allow me to know so that I may."

Though he quietly realizes as well, that if he does not press...Tanjiro could just as easily write it off as worry no different from another's. And he could be harmed again, when Yoriichi could have protected him.

"...I don't believe I told you of it. I once would have had a family of my own."

They were taken, but Tanjiro and Nezuko--they were here.

[wolfvirago-m]

@hanafudah​  - s.c

“Tanjiro-kun.” Robin greets her junior with warmth, glad to see him again after their last meeting in the cave. This time, it seemed they were headed out for the same mission, deep in the mountains. It feels nostalgic already, bringing a strange sadness to the slayer’s blues.

“You look well. And taller.” She grins easily, leaning forward to get a better look, hands on her hips and moving the green haori around.

“Yep. As I expected. You’re getting taller. You’ll probably be taller than me in no time.” Playfully, she cuffs his arm. “Quit it! As your elder, I need some sort of dignity with my appearances!”