Author Note:
Sorry again for the late update, feel free to come at me with pitchforks in the comments :D. I kinda had a mental breakdown(prefer not to talk about it) but my friends helped me through it so if you guys are reading this thank you :). It's been 2 weeks omg sorry- (Side note: Nothing much happens this chapter and its kinda boring and short(it's less than 1000 words :cries:))
Warnings:
Lots of self-deprecating thoughts.
You sigh and sit down. The two children still looked traumatised; sweating, trembling, crying. They were obviously close with their brother, and you understood how scary it would be. To watch someone you knew and loved, taken away. Not being able to do anything at all, except shake in fear. Knowing that maybe, you could've at least tried to do something.
O̸̯̗̺̫̗̙̘̗̊̿̉̈́̿̂̕̚d̸̨̡̜̻͌̈́̄͊̉͒́̌͘d̶̡̖̪̖̺̗͉̅̍͆l̵̖͋̈́͝ÿ̴̖͎͕̺́́̓ ̶̠͇̪̆̓͗̾͑̓́e̵̮̮̫̣͖̻̝̓͑͑͝n̴̜̞̠̣̣̗̻̪͕̣̎̓̍͒o̸̡̖͓͍̮͇͖̒͋́̽͑͌͊̅̌̀u̴̟̰̮̤̓̅̈́̆̓̂̂̒̈͛͜g̸̡̙̺͚̭̯̫̭̃͜h̵̻̮͚̄,̶̣̠͔̍͌̈̆ ̵̻̳͍̪͙͎̗̰͛̒͑̓́̅͌͘͜͠y̵̦̳̺̔̈́̔̍̓̈́̿̈́́͒o̶̡̢̧͓̥͙̰̼̦͐̉̆̀̆̇̊̔͊͜͝u̷̩̯͓̝̐̇͋ ̶̤̠̦̥͒̄́̂́̏̚f̵̭͝ȩ̶̝̣̿l̶̡̹̠̪̱̈̄̀̋̊̀̍̊͝t̵̬̎̐ ̴͍̳͎͗̕ã̴̡̳̙͎̺ ̷̨̹̲͎̹͍̤̠͐͛͊͝s̵̙̥̟͎̭̈́̾͌͂̾̇̕é̷̘̤̙̟͋̎̑͠n̴̻̔̎̉̀͆͆̕͜͠s̸̢͕̥͔̣̯̆̆̓̑̉͂͆͘͠ͅͅè̵͉̳̮͇̩̪ ̴̢͓̦̥͖͈̝̋̊͐́͋͋̀̾̎̕o̶̹̺͖͎͓̞̣̲̰͎͒̀͗̊f̸͙̜̗͕̤̘̪̥̓͛̉́͒̏̔͘͝ ̵̝̞̘̼̬̹̂̈͘͝è̸̼͓͉̫͕̈́́͗ͅm̵̢͙̖̩͙͂p̸̨̡͚̦̞̫͑̾͗̔͊̄͐́̆͋a̶̢͕̘̱̭̥̖͔̹̗͊t̴̮̫̹͇͚̬̫̹̰́͐̓͋̔͠͝ḫ̸̣͓̠̑̐̊y̶͇̽̾͌̆͒̔́.̴̛̞̭̻̯̈́̆́͒̅͊̄͘͠
Tanjiro had left Nezuko here with you, in case anything happened. In an enclosed area such as the house, you figured it'd also be quite difficult to manoeuvre gracefully with a box strapped to his back. Tanjiro was strong - carrying the box everywhere - but if the hallways were narrow(and they were, you could see the hallways through the open doors), it would be hard to do anything. Tanjiro also cared deeply for Nezuko's safety - she was his sister, after all - and maybe your safety too.
How dare you think that. He doesn't care at all.
He knows not to rely on you to protect children.
He knows you're weak.
Why must these voices haunt me?
Pathetic.
S̸̡͇͓͉̼̹͍̓̊̈́t̴̺̝̰̞̂̾̾̈́̑̕͘ǒ̴͈̖̻͍̦͔͇̬p̶̡͉̙̎̔̆̅͆̂̿̎͝.̵̯͗.̴̨̳̻̦͇͙͙̺̠͚͗͐́̀̆͂͝.̵̤̪͓̭̎̈́͐̂ͅ
W̵̢̹̜͚̤̭̘̽͂͜͠ͅȆ̴̝̩͘Ā̵͍̪̝̗̔́̆̾̚K̶̛̲͇̫̣͈̗̟̒̓̀̌.̷̼̲̎̀͐̎̌̋̚
STOP!!Ṉ̴̀̀̔́͊̀͠͝O̸̲̠͖̯̅͛̒̎̆̆̾̑̂ ̸̙͔̯̙̟̖͎̦̳̟͊͒͑̏̅O̴̢͖̼͍̱̮̥̜̰͝Ǹ̶̦̤͎̏̀͠E̸̛͙͚̠͂̌̓̊͛̅́̅ͅ ̸̳̤̲̭͐L̵̢̜͚̟̹͉̲̉͗̂͠ͅI̷̢̡͈͓̺̩̖̳͖̒̀͊̂ͅK̶̭̯̯̦̙͉͎̀͗̄̓̐͠ͅȨ̶̪̜̘̐̈́̃͜S̷͍̱̫͚̼̰̝̉͌̈̅̓ ̴̡̜͔͚̫̳̰͇̹̠̃Ÿ̷̡̧̧̗̺̭̗̝̇̾̆͜O̴̭̼̩̣͊́͂̾̔Ṵ̴̮̪̹̝̔̒́̀͋́̚.̷͚͔̰̇̽͒͋ͅ
NO-!!...
Focus on your current task.
"Ah, um," you say softly, directing their attention to you, "you don't have to worry... Tanjiro and Zenitsu will be strong enough to save your brother. Nez- Uh, the box and I will be able to protect you both. You'll all be safe, so please don't worry." They're still trembling and crying, but you think that maybe they've calmed down a little bit.
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Lucid Dreams [Demon Slayer]
Fanfiction[Demon Slayer / Kimetsu no Yaiba] [Female Reader-Insert] You must always give everyone a chance, no matter what they've done or how much you hate them. Why? It makes this dark world just a tad bit brighter.