𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑
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God of Demons ᴷⁿʸ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ by LuvPhrogs
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Demon Slayer x male - "ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕤 (𝕞/𝕟) 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘?!" -ℤ𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕤𝕦
" 𝗔𝘀 𝗮 𝗛𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮... " • Demon Slayer X Male Reader by alxedo
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( L/n ) ( Y/n ), also known as the Winter Hashira, is the second strongest to the Stone Hashira. By his name, he uses ice-like breathing techniques that comes up to 8 forms. Just like the winter, he can be cold and harsh when the situation needed it. His words sting, his glares are dangerous, looking at his face alone could frightened so many even the other Hashiras themselves. And that's what ( Y/n ) wanted, for people to leave him alone, to not disrupt the peace around him, the quiet surrounding not mixed with their annoying voices. That's all he could ever wish for. This story is just about ( Y/n )'s daily life as a Hashira, nothing special. Love interest? No, he doesn't have one. Any particular hobby? Possibly drawing but then his answer would definitely be no. Favourite food? Could be sushi, though he'd think it's a stupid question. Best friend? Not sure, probably not. Favourite Hashira? No one. ( Y/n ) is a strange person, indeed. But I'm sure that throughout his battles and experiences in this story, you'll begin to know more about him and his reasons for being this cold hearted, toxic man. Story by: BeccaMia251
𝙠𝙣𝙮, 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 by _yyunaa_
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There was something awfully great about her. That made them want to protect her at all costs. There was something awfully pleasant about her, That they feel at ease when she was around them. There was something about her. That made them decide that she was their favorite.
𝙠𝙣𝙮, 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 by _yyunaa_
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"How about you? What do you want?" It was always the same question he asked her over and over again. But each time he asked, he was greeted with just a smile as she walked away. He wanted her to feel that she has the right to live her own life. He wanted her to know, that he truly loves her as much as he did for his other wives. But she always walked away, never voicing out what she wanted.