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Trigger Warning: Strong language
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"Baby say uwu."
"UmU!"
"Ghk--!"
*froths*
About fifteen days after the young Kamado girl woke up she had been warming up to you and your scarfed friend, and now you were currently on the floor with your mouth filled with foam, seemingly overdosed by the small demon's utter cuteness.
"Mmh! Mmmhh!" The pink eyed girl whined against her muzzle as she tried to pull you up with her clawed baby hands, eyes almost watery from concern of your faltered figure.
"Nezukoooo! Please be my babyyyy!" You cried whilst opening your arms in an expectant pose with the adorable demoness enthusiastically pouncing on you in a hug, her small form on top of yours as you made noises that notified your uncontrollable adoration.
"The materials for a Nichirin sword can be obtained from a mountain closest to the sun."
You heard an unfamiliar muffled voice from outside the room, making your head perk up and slowly sat up, peeking over the door to see that Tanjirou's welcoming a visitor.
Curiosity bloomed inside you as you looked back to Nezuko and smiled. "I'll be right back, oki Nezuko-chan?" She only wore a disappointed scrunch on her eyebrows before snuggling against you on more time with a hum.
You laughed and patted her head before wrapping her again in her futon before exiting the dark room, looking over at Urokodaki-san and his likewise old-mannered purple haired disciple drinking tea with a drop of sweat on their cheeks, clearly wierded out by the guest's continuous blabbering about something.
Poking your head out the door frame you looked at the guy whose had his back towards you and pointing up towards the sky.
"Hey, Tanji-boy, who's this fabulous lamp shade?" You gestured at the guy with a big straw that had wind chimes dangling down its edges.
Kamado was about to face you with a remark before the guy suddenly faced you two with speed and vigor, the sudden movement and the now visible Hyotokko mask on his face made your hearts jump in surprise. 'Oh shit did I got caught talking smack? '
"A clown mask?!" The boy beside you yelped as the stranger slightly shoved his pointy masked face closer to your faces making you sweat drop.
"Hey, you're a Child of Brightness, aren't you? Now that's what I call lucky." The man mused as he observed the face of the boy with hanafuda earrings whilst slightly tilting his head, the little chimes ringing a pleasant sound at the movement.
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Sworded Hero [Demon Slayer x BNHA!reader]
Aléatoire■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■ "Where in the name of All Might are we?" ■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■ Growing up aspiring to be a hero of her time, will she also accept the task unwillingly bestowed upon her to also be the hero of the past? In am...