Ice and fire Frost and ember Not destined for each other "... So for what are you still fighting?" "The Last Hope of Khaenri'ah." A voice from the dark shadows of the trees. Deep, unhurried. Kaeya whirled to face the trees. "How screwed Khaenri'ah must be... to send a person like you as their 'last hope'?" And from the shadows, out stepped a man with golden hair and an eyepatch over his blue eyes, "hello, Kaeya, it's been a long time." The man smiled, and it was a small, sad smile. - - - - - Spanish Translation @AshleytheHedgehog723 I tried my best [Started: 13 February 2021] [Ended: 21 August 2022] #1 incomplete [29 Dec] #1 kaeluc #1 luckae #1 angstwithsadending #2 not completed #9 characterdeath - - - - - -bit of cursing -any hater vs shipper arguements that get overheated will be deleted Now Kaeluc haters I understand: brothers and all but regardless of how many hate comments you're not changing my mind... I respect your opinions and so please do the same to mine, why trigger a fight for something so minor? Thanks y'all, hope you enjoy ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧

Modern Au ( kinda yandere muzan x tanjiro) To protect people from demons the government had started an academy especially to train demon slayers. Tanjiro kamado enrolled into this school like every normal person but his fate led him to a certain red eyed teacher who made his heart pound. who exactly is this teacher. Warning This story is kinda inspired by deven deadly sins and contains 13+ stuff so pls innocent cute buns leave at once. I can't stop myself from writing mutan so here we go.

"Tanjiro.. if you want to save your big sister Nezuko, become one of us." The man in front of him mused as he lifted his chin up with the tip of his finger. The only thing he could do in that moment was nod as his body began to shake in fear at the anticipation of what this demon would do to him. "Goodbye Tanjiro." He whispered under his breath, touching the boy's forehead. After he chanted a incantation, the red-headed boy feel unconscious, resting in the demon's arms. Nobody would ever know that that same boy would never return. Neither as himself, or as a human.