As it turns out, I never uploaded this on tumblr as I have only ever uploaded this fanart on my Twitter back in 2019 (Specifically on June 28 2019, 7:50 PM)
This was based off from a old 2019 trend which was called Hands-Free Bubble Tea (#手放しタピオカ) also known as the Tapioca Challenge (#タピオカチャレンジ) is a hashtag used for images of people or fictional characters balancing bubble tea or other drinks on their chest while drinking it, in a similar manner to the #TawawaChallenge. Starting in June 2019, the trend has seen significant spread on Japanese Twitter. (Source)
The train ride to your new village was nauseating. Your stomach would roll in anger from looking out of your window at the unfamiliar sights. You had accepted a new position as a medic in the world famous Demon Slayer Corp. The thought of being so far from home was enough to make your heart ache but quickly eased with feelings of excitement from finally freeing yourself to travel outside of your home country. As the train came to a quick halt you braced yourself against the seat, waiting for confirmation that it was okay to stand up.
The announcer came over the radio and spoke in a rushed voice allowing the passengers on board to exit the train. You grabbed your heavy bag from the overhead compartment, throwing it over your shoulder. You make your way towards the crowded exit and follow the pushing people. It was all going well until you found yourself pushed up against a black uniform. The person turned in your direction and revealed his scarred face.
You couldn’t help but stare in awe at him. He was absolutely breathtaking. His eyes met yours briefly before he grunted and mumbled under his breath to you.
“Watch where you’re walking.”
You quickly snapped back into reality at his words. Readjusting yourself and nodding your head to him. You speak curtly in response but loud enough that he could hear you.
“My apologies.”
His head did not turn again and he simply disregarded you, continuing to walk with the flow of the crowd. You sighed as feelings of nervosity crept in and played with the piece of fabric on your shirt. You weren’t going to let this interaction sour your experience of being in a new place. After all, you weren’t going to see him again.
Wrong. The next morning when you made your way to your workplace, you saw that snow white hair. The distinct black uniform that you collided with before on the train. You could have sworn you saw his eyes widen before returning to his original unbothered state. He scoffed in your direction and tried to look anywhere but in your direction as your boss, Master Kagaya would make his way into the center of the courtyard along with his wife and children.
“Welcome, my children. I would like to start today’s meeting by introducing a new face to our team.”
Kagaya would look in your direction, beckoning you to stand up to show yourself to the rest of the crowd which consisted of all of the hashiras who had their eyes fixed on you. You obeyed and stood up stiffly, looking around at the other curious eyes. Kagaya began to speak once more.
“This is Y/N L/N. She is a new medic for our corp. She has came a long way from C/N to work with us.”
He concluded his introduction as you took a seat. The mystery man would be looking at you from afar, studying your features and your body language unbeknownst to you. The meeting soon came to a close and you were assigned to a mission with a man named ‘Sanemi Shinazugawa’. You were to standby while he went to clear a village that had reported demon sightings and treat any wounds that may present themselves which seemed easy enough except you had no idea who anyone was. You were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t realize presence looming over you.
“Get your head out of the clouds and get moving. We are leaving for the village in 5.”
His gruff voice broke you of your thoughts, bringing you back to the present moment. You were face to face with the man from the train and you could finally put a name to his face. Shaking off his cold and rough tone, you prepare for the trip to come.
The train ride was a silent one. Any attempt to chip away at this man’s cold and rough exterior was futile. Every attempt at small talk you made or to get to know his character a little better was ignored or retorted to with a scoff or grunt so you just stuck to the uncomfortable silence. You would glance out of your window, looking at the sights once more and boy were they beautiful. The foliage in combination with the hue of the sky blended together in perfect harmony.
It was like a scene out of your favorite novel. Something that could only be imagined in a photograph or painting. As you felt the train come to a halt, you returned your attention to the task at hand. You wanted to try to come up with a game plan with the man but before you could try to speak, he beat you to it.
“If I need you, I will send my crow for you. Do not come out of this cabin if I do not send for you.”
You swallowed carefully and nodded your head at his once again, harsh tone. He seemed more authoritative now then he once was. You stared at him closely as he exited the cabin, not even daring to look back at you.
For what seemed like hours of silence you sat mindlessly staring off into space. Thinking about what you’ll have for dinner to what attractions you want to see after you get back home. You didn’t even seem to realize that there was a thudding at the door of your cabin. You thought you were hearing things at first but when the thuds increasing in volume, you realized something was trying to break its way in. You grabbed what you could to hinder the assailants movements but all you could find was broomstick that you soon snapped in half to give you a rougher but finer point. You tried to veil yourself from the door but it was no use. The door was thrown, unmasking the culprit.
You felt your body physically repulse at the sight of the demon. Its mouth was practically watering at the sight of you and took no time to rush you. You took the broomstick, shoving it deeply into the demon’s chest which caused it to falter. Ripping it back out of its chest, you decided to make a run for it while the demon regenerated. However the demon caught up to you in no time. This was the end you just knew it. You closed your eyes and accepted what seemed to be your fate. You felt yourself apologizing to Sanemi for being too weak to assist him. How he should have brought another medic with him to tend to his wounds.
“Y/N, look at me.”
A sharp voice broke you from your trance as you felt a pair of warm but sizable hands cup your face. You opened your eyes to see a heaving Sanemi. The demon, or what was left of it was burning away. The threat was gone and, he saved you. His eyes searched you in a panic, holding your face as he tried to catch his breath.
“Did it hurt you? Are you okay?”
You nodded your head to him, putting your own hands over his in a feeble attempt to soothe his nerves. His face that was usually twisted in an unreadable expression now displayed an emotion that you thought he was incapable of.
Fear.
“He didn’t even touch me, I swear. I am okay.”
You spoke to him in a hushed tone, as if the only person that needed to hear you was him. Perhaps it was though, as his arms snaked around your waist to pull you into a tight embrace. You felt his chest rise and fall at a slower pace the longer he hugged you. You returned the hug without a second thought, hushing him and rubbing his back in circles.
“You saved me, Mr. Shinazugawa. Everything is okay, now.”
“Sanemi. Call me Sanemi.”
You smiled at his subtle though firm correction. The seemingly fruitless attempts to get a chip off of his shoulder turned out to bear much fruit. He’d press your fragile frame against the cabin wall, breathing heavily and fanning his hot breath over your eager lips. Without another spoken word, your lips collided and began to have a meaningful conversation. The desperation and passion left you both breathless and pulling away for much needed air.
This was the start to a beautiful relationship. One that you were happy you didn’t quit. For like the wind he breathed, he swept you off your feet and into his awaiting arms.
Day 4 of Mogeko March, the prompt of the day was "Alternate Universe"... i guess a genderbent counts as an AU, right?
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Dia 4 del Mogeko March, la tematica del dia es "Universo Alterno"... supongo que un genderbent cuenta como un AU, cierto?
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WATGBS (and Samekichi/Samemi) by Funamusea
