•Tanjiro☑
•Zenitsu☑
•Sanemi☑

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𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶:

You layed down on your bed, closing your eyes. 'I swear, I really hate school...'

.

You squirmed uncomfortably as your bed suddenly felt rough and hard. Chilly wind blowing against your skin, you reached down to grabbed your comforter and raise it to your neck but the said warm blanket is nowhere within your reach.

You groaned, turning in your sleep. You forced your eyes open, a blurry of trees greeting your sight. You blinked a few times before laying on your side, still half-asleep.

Crack.

Your eyes snapped open widely from the suspicious sound, a ragged breathing hightening your senses. You tried to open your eyes the least and continue to pretend asleep.

Until you saw a shadow tower over you. One with unusual built and it's hair is in an suspicious movement, not even coordinating with wind breeze the least bit, it looks like as if their hair has its own life.

What made it more scary is how sharp the edges of it's locks.

You saw the strange movement of the locks raising in the air as if preparing to attack you. You immediately shot up scrambling to get on your feet steadily.

"HELPPPP!!" You drawled, your voice cracking in desperation as your pants echoed through the foggy woods.

In the amidst of your running, a muscular silhoutte calmly walking from your left came in sight.

"RUNN! RUN, MISTER!" You called out to him. His fiery eyes gazed at you in shock before landing on the demon behind you. His gaze narrowed, his teeths gritting as he dashed and drawed his sword, the demon's head falling off on the ground with a loud thud.

Your legs wobbled beneath, your feminine form stumbling towards a tree for support. You press a hand against your abdomen, your innards feelings sick from the horrifying sight.
Not just simply horrifying, it's disgusting. Horribly, terrifyingly, gruesome.

Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, a hand grasped your neck from behind, a warm breathing (as if coming from the dead) hit your nape.

"Food." A low raspy voice cooed from behind.

The man from earlier stopped kicking the deteriorating body and snapped his head towards your direction.

"The hell?" He muttered under his breath before his hands find its way onto the sheathed sword by his waist.

The grip around your neck tighten as the demon leaned towards you closer. You craned your neck to the side to see the said creature, five of it's arms are on the tree while the other one grasp your neck. It wasn't the arms that scares you, it's the way its neck twisted unnaturally as if it doesn't have any bones to begin with.

A huge blast of wind hit your face causing you to shut your eyes tightly. It feels like you would've been blown away but somehow, you were not.

Silence passed by before footsteps approached you from behind, a rough calloused hand pat your back harshly causing you to stumble foward.

You turned around to face the man from earlier, another deteriorating body and a cut tree.

The man earlier with white hair leaned down to your face, his face showing a combination of confusion and annoyance.

"What kind of fucking clothes are you wearing?" He grumbled under his breath, his eyes trailing to end of your pyjamas which is a checkered short and shirt barely covering your lower abdomen.

If you were in a normal state, you would've given a snarky remark but you were too petrified to move.

Not by the demons anymore, but by the unusually attractive face of Mr.Eyebrowless man.

✎❒: Sanemi is sooo loved! His scenario is sooo longggg!

𝗧𝗮𝗻𝗷𝗶𝗿𝗼:

Your life exactly isn't that good. You didn't have a family, to make it short you are an orphan. So you didn't really mind suddenly time travelling without your own knowledge.

In this time period, you made friends and is finally acknowledge. But the most thing you like is: you found love with a protective, nice and attractive demon slayer.

"Like this, you put the one not included earlier and the one below together and then repeat the cycle." You told Zenitsu as you decided to braid Nezuko's hair and suddenly, he and Inosuke passed by and the ✨king of the mountains✨ wanted to be the most handsome being in the world, in short he wanted his hair braided too.

"This...?" Zenitsu hesitated to ask, Inosuke's hair in a mess as the locks helplessly tangled.

You laughed at them two while tying Nezuko's hair finally done. "Take it easy, Zenitsu. You'll get it soon."

"What's with all the commotion?" Suddenly the door opened revealing the a boy with maroon colored hair.

The girl with a bamboo muzzle turned her head to her brother spreading her arms.

"Yes, yes. You look good, Nezuko." Tanjiro smiled at the girl patting her head.

"What about me?" You pouted pointing towards yourself.

Tanjiro turned his head towards you before chuckling. "You always look good." He complimented, smiling at you lovingly.

But your exchange didn't last long when:

"WHAT ABOUT ME?! THE KING OF MOUNTAINS, THE STRONGEST OF ALL.!" Inosuke whined, putting his boar mask on again and grabbed Tanjiro by the shoulders, continuously shaking him.

"O-of course, you l-look good too Inosuke." Tanjiro light headedly replied as his head spins in circle because of Inosuke's actions.

Zenitsu:

You sat in your room with shoulders drooped. Well, at least your room here, or a room the owner of this house in the red district gave you.

You appeared here after an accident while on your way from your concert as a solo idol.

Of course, the head of some house that literally sell women or use them to entertain guests sexually. Which is, as far as you can remember, an obstruction of justice.

But, what is your choice?

Having transported yourself somehow in the past in an accident. And of all places, the red district. A place where every centimeter of the land, the buildings or simply anything or even anyone is dangerous.

Dangerous to the point there are two heads laying on the ground, slowly deteriorating as they argue.

You lay on the ground, in the arms of the blonde boy who saved your life. You shakily hold still onto his haori as he grunts painfully, finally after waking up in his slumber-fighting (lol) the pain in his body starts making its very worst appearance.

"I'm going to be resting on the bed for months again, I guess..." Zenitsu layed limply against the debris that had fallen over him and Inosuke earlier, you, still shaken up because of the gruesome fought that have played right before your eyes.

Nezuko tugged at his brother's checkered green and black haori. The older Kamado glance at her sister before noticing the trembling girl within his blonde friend's arms.

"Zenitsu, who's that?" Tanjiro gestured to the girl that his friend  is hugging which seemed to bring Zenitsu to full consciousness. Tanjiro stepped closer to you and leaned down to your height. "Miss, are you hurt anywhere?"

Zenitsu's back relaxed as flowers floated around his head as he leaned back and blushes furiously. "O-oh, it's the pretty girl from the house that self-obssessed hashira sold me to. Hello~"

Your mind went blank as you stared at the simp infront of you. Was he really the cool guy who saved you earlier? Nontheless, you are grateful.

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