REVISED PART OF THAT ONE STORY LIKE I THINK THIS WAS ACTUALLY MY OLDEST STORY FROM LIKE 2020 😭😭 it was in DESPERATE need of tlc and revision bc it was actually lk bad like who let me think it was okay 😞 ANYWAYS, this one shud be better so enjoy 🤭🤭
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As the sun rose high into the pale blue sky, the heat beaming down in rivers of golden ichor, you found yourself lounging on the porch veranda wistfully entertained by a... certain someone. Sweaty burgundy hair caught the sunlight to shimmer each strand in a fiery glow, his ivory skin dappled with scars from many tribulations evenly illuminated by the sun. Glistening sweat poured down his temples and exposed neck, traversing even further to spill over his bare chest and abdomen to pool in his v-line. His taut muscles flexed and strained as he trained, biceps moving to bring his sword up, down, and to the side in graceful hypnotizing movements. His features were cast in a focused expression, paying attention to just how his body moved and how air filled his lungs to extort energy throughout his veins. A light flush dusted his cheeks, and even from your seat on the steps, you could hear the breathless huffs and exhales from his hard work.
It was all so... mesmerizing, you couldn't take your eyes away in fear of missing how his lips would part or the tense of his abdominal muscles. The way the pale scars contorted to accomodate a movement had your cheeks flushing slightly as well. He was simply divine-- so strong. You wondered how his arms would flex should he hold you, or how the veins of his hands would protrude when traveling over your body in deliberate ways. They were thoughts that lost you in desirous daydreams, enough to distract you from an approaching figure-- his approaching figure.
You barely snapped out of your trace when he was mere feet away from you. Surprised, you quickly glanced up at him. He had run a hand through his hair, chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. The slight airy puffs rose a flush to cover your visage, but maybe you could blame that on the heat right? Not the fact it was him causing you to short-circuit-- to take a couple seconds to respond to his greeting? Eventually, a muttered "hi" quietly reached his ears.
Tanjiro Kamado thought your behavior was quite peculiar. But he figured it was possibly a demon attribute unknown to him. Ever since he found you on that dark fateful night, he noticed more mannerisms that reminded him of that time. How you'd steel yourself from attention, denying help or the prospect of a protected future in pure fear. How you seemed to have overwhelmed yourself to the sheer idea of losing any initial sense of humanity, even if you had no urges to consume flesh and blood that could attest to that future even being plausible. You were unique, a breakthrough... a ray of light.
A light for a better future, a cure for the effects of demonism-- the motivator behind why he worked and trained everyday. So that he could protect people like you; innocent individuals unluckily subject to evil. You should be living a happy, healthy life-- able to bask in the sun and feel its rays kiss your face. Instead, you had to shield away shrouded in shadows. It saddened him; he just wanted to see you smile.
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FanfictionTanjiro x fem reader :) most of these are/will be explicit and one shots sooo... there will be some fluff too! Thanks for reading! <33