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New writing style, New ocs to base the readers off of... n e ways, this thing is due for a rewrite. Go follow me because I need validation! (Rewrite is in the works... or already posted, idk.)

Insert...

"Determination."
KNY x Demon!Reader
REWRITE!!

Oh, God, oh, God, oh, god... This wasn't supposed to happen!!

What happened to coming home to the smell of rice cooking and meat crackling on the pan? The sight of the younger brothers helping where they could. The sweet, pure presence of his sisters making paper cranes with patterned papers?

Tanjiro Kamado's mind races as he struggles to hold onto his sister's body. "Y/n..." He gasps, his warm breath creating a fog that leaves his mouth.

(He and his siblings pretend to be dragons with their foggy breaths. He captures the princess, the others try to save her from him. The big, bad dragon. Those days are over now.)

"Please.. hang on just a bit longer...!" He gasps. She was lying there, unconscious in Nezuko's arms. Their bodies were the only ones that held a semblance of warmth.. Nezuko's grasp was still snug around Y/n's bloody, torn haori and kimono. The elder sister's haori covered the younger's crimson-stained s/t (skin-toned) skin.

Nezuko's eyes cracked open at the sound of Tanjiro's feet falling against the snowy floor. However, it was his strangled screams that awoke her painfully. He knelt down in front of the second-eldest Kamado child. Nazuko exhales, only mustering the strength to uncover the haori covering Y/n's h/l (hair length) h/c (hair color) hair.

Her eyes drifted shut, and Tanjiro knew what he needed to do.

Nezuko, I'm... Tears fall down Tanjiro's rosy cheeks. His being is forever stained with the sight of his dead family. I'm so sorry..!!

Tanjiro nearly trips over his own feet. Y/n... don't die! He prays to no one in particular, but at the same time, is praying to anyone. Please, don't die on me! Your big brother will save you, no matter what!

...

"Hey, hey, aniki!!" Shouts an excited voice. Y/n's h/c head of hair peeps from the side of the road. She's carrying a bucket of water and is bundled up for the cold weather. Nezuko appears behind her with Rokuta snoozing away on her back.

"Check it out!" Chirps Y/n, handing Tanjiro a smooth, heart-shaped rock. "Waow!" Tanjiro gasps, holding the precious stone in his hands. "Aneki told me it's a "love rock"! It'll keep you safe forever and ever, okay?" She asks. Tanjiro smiles brightly at his younger sister, who beams right back at him. Nezuko joins them.

"Hey, onii-chan," She greets lightly, "We were just on the way home. Be safe, alright?" She asks. Tanjiro nods. "Mhm! I'll see you all tonight, okay?" He asks, patting Rokuta's and Y/n's heads gently.

The 12 year old, bubbly sister waves bye with one hand. "Okay, I'm taking the water to Mommy now. Byee!" She farewells. "Sayonara!" Tanjiro bids lovingly to Y/n as she dutifully brings the bucket to their mother. Nezuko's smile turns melancholy. The two tweens face each other, but one face is more melancholy. "She hides it well, but she misses Father just as much as the rest of us. She's staying strong for Hanako and Takeo and Shigeru and Rokuta..."

Tanjiro places a hand on Nezuko's shoulder. "We all grieve differently, Nezuko," He says, his tone reassuring, "She'll ask for help when she needs it.. She's smart." He says. Nezuko's face lifts. "Thanks, onii-chan," She grins, "Everyone follows where you go, after all. She's just like you. Hard-headed and all..." She jokes lightly to herself. Tanjiro's smile softens.

"See you later!" Nezuko chirps, double checking that Rokuta was secure on her back.

Tanjiro nods and he leaves to sell charcoal to the villagers down the mountain.

...

Tanjiro's lungs sting. His muscles ache. But most of all, his heart wails.

If I can get her to a doctor, maybe I'll have time to save Nezuko as well! God, please, let me save my sisters... he prays, his breathing sharp.

Y/n's fingers twitch.

Just hang in there, Y/n!

Tanjiro's brain falls into a blank. He and his sister begin to fall, and he's half sure he's broken something when he hears a sickening TCHKK!! He double-checks his everything, but nothing hurts.. It's a good thing I fell safely... the snow cushioned my body, but if I had fallen on my neck or wrist wrong.. His thoughts are cut short when he spots his sister's sillouhette in the distance.

No, wait. He tells himself, Is that— "Nezuko!!" He calls, adrenaline still rushing through his head. He stands up. "Nezuko, what are you doing?? How are you—" His eyes fall on the second, fallen figure of Y/n. Her neck is bent at an odd angle, her chest no longer rises and falls. Tanjiro's hand flies over his mouth, he feels bile bite at the back of his throat.

His face is pale, and he's almost knocked over when Nezuko leaps at him. However, after a few moment's struggle, he finds himself underneath the weight of his sister, the only thing holding her back was the handle of his hatchet.

She's... a demon!? He almost doesn't want to believe it. In fact, he doesn't even get a chance to. There's a blur of a f/c (favorite color) kimono and a gray and black uroko-patterned haori...

"Y/N??" His shocked voice reverberates through the snowy forest while Y/n and Nezuko brawl on the white floor. Y/n holds back Nezuko by the shoulders. Tanjiro isn't sure what to do— the last thing he wants is to hurt his sisters! There's no way either of them killed our family, there was... there was another— another scent—

DID THEY JUST GROW IN SIZE?? He's unsure if his mind is playing tricks on him, but sure enough, both his sisters are slowly gaining muscle and height.

"Nezuko, stop!" Tanjiro cries, trying to pull her away from their littler sister. "Y/n, Nezuko, please!" He cries (although not nearly as loud as his heart was) for his sisters to stop. "Hang in there, you two, hang in there!!"

His eyes gather with tears. If only I was there to protect you all... If.. If only I could at least help you both!

"Don't turn into a demon!" His grasp around his sister grows tighter. He grunts, pulling harder now. "Hang in there... Hang in there!" He begs. Time seems to slow when something salty meets his nose. His watery red eyes widen to see tears falling from Nezuko's eyes. As they fall on Y/n's cheek, he can see a sheen of unshed tears gathering at the bottom of Y/n's eyes.

Y/n reels back her head into the snow a small bit before flinging it forward. There's the sound of colliding heads, and she just barely notices a presence before Tanjiro tackles the two of them. Nezuko is in front of him, and he has to grasp Y/n in both his arms to prevent her from running.

"Y/n? Y/n, what are you doing?" His back aches from the impact against the tree as the snow falls back towards the ground, melting slowly against his cheeks. A man with blue eyes and black hair stands in front of them.

Who it that? Tanjiro wonders. His eyes widen at his suddent appearance. But more importantly— Why does he have a sword?

"Why are you protecting it?" He wonders before noticing Nezuko's body on the floor. Her chest rises and falls with each even breath. "..There's two." He notices aloud.

Quite frankly, Tanjiro doesn't seem to care. "They're..." He finds his voice catching in his throat. He swallow anxiously. His heart is still racing, it wrenches in unspeakable pain. For a moment, he can see their faces. Nezuko's jingling laughter, Y/n's excited yells.

The memories quickly flee to the back of his mind and he remains focused on the urgent matter at hand. He hugs his sister a bit tighter, his eyebrows furrow. Usually, when he introduces these two With these words, he feels pride. But now, he only feels fear clutching his entire being within its cruel grasp.

...Will this save or seal their fate?

"They're my younger sisters!"

TO BE CONTINUED.

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I'll post the rest later because it's 11:08 and I'm sleepy.

N e ways lemme know what yall think of this new rewrite and who you guys want as love interests (boy or girl; the SAME AGE AS READER.)

Reader is about 12 years when she first turned into a demon, which puts her at 14 during the rest of the first season.

She's bubblier than Tanjiro and Nezuko in the way that she makes you paper cranes or offers you food with a smile, compliment, and a kiss on the cheek.

...In other words, she has the same characteristics as Kanroji; genuine kindness, high-pitched-but-not-utterly-annoying voice, eyes glittering with pure love for every other being, the usual Main Character sort of stuff...

If you have any specific requests during the upcoming arcs, let me know! (INCLUDING BLOOD DEMON ART!)

I'll be skipping the Mugen Train Arc, since Nezuko had little screen time. Don't worry, there will be a summary of how she helped!

There will be a bit of the Red Light District Arc, again, little screen time. (However, Daki v. Nezuko will turn into Daki v. Nezuko & Y/n!! OO YEAH DEMON MARK TIMEEE)

A helluva lot of Y/n screen time during Swordsmith Village Arc, though. Whenever Nezuko is on screen, that's the bare minimum Y/n will get, but I'll probably give her more.