Demon slayer x Reader one shots

Mitsuri

Mitsuri Kanroji, the Hashira of Love, was known throughout the Demon Slayer Corps for her unwavering positivity and compassion. However, her heart held a secret longing that she dared not speak of, even to her closest friends. That longing was for you, a fellow Demon Slayer with whom she had shared numerous battles and quiet moments.

One chilly evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and hues of pink and orange painted the sky, you found yourself sitting alone by the campfire. Thoughts of your past and the losses you had suffered weighed heavily on your mind. The flickering flames seemed to mimic the turmoil within you.

Mitsuri, her vibrant pink hair illuminated by the firelight, approached with a gentle smile. "Y/N, mind if I join you?"

You glanced up, surprised but not unwelcoming. "Sure, Mitsuri. Have a seat."

She settled beside you, her warmth radiating like the fire between you. "It's a beautiful sunset, isn't it?"

You nodded, not trusting your voice to respond. Silence settled between you, comfortable and soothing.

"You know," Mitsuri began softly, her gaze fixed on the horizon, "I used to find comfort in the setting sun. No matter how tough the day had been, it always gave me hope that there's a new beginning waiting."

Her words resonated with you, and a sense of kinship formed. "I feel the same way."

Mitsuri turned to you, her large green eyes filled with understanding. "Y/N, we've been through so much together. The battles we've fought, the victories we've achieved. But I sense there's something you're carrying that's preventing you from finding that new beginning."

Your throat tightened, and you looked away, fearing that your emotions might betray you.

Mitsuri's hand found yours, her touch soft and comforting. "You don't have to face it alone, you know. Whatever it is, I'm here for you."

Tears welled up in your eyes, the dam finally breaking. The pain you had locked away spilled out, and Mitsuri was there to catch every drop. She pulled you into a warm embrace, offering solace and understanding without a single word.

As your sobs subsided, Mitsuri held you at arm's length, her thumbs gently wiping away your tears. "You're not alone in this, Y/N. Lean on me whenever you need to."

In that moment, with the campfire crackling and the stars beginning to twinkle overhead, you felt a connection that transcended words. The walls you had built around your heart began to crumble, and you found the strength to share your burdens, knowing that Mitsuri would stand by your side.

Days turned into weeks, and your bond with Mitsuri only deepened. Her infectious positivity began to seep into your heart, and the weight of your past losses became a little easier to bear. Together, you faced demons both literal and emotional, supporting each other in the heat of battle and in the quiet moments afterward.

One evening, as the moon shone brightly in the sky, Mitsuri took your hand and led you away from the campfire. "There's something I want to show you."

Curious, you followed her through the moonlit forest until you reached a small clearing. In the center was a vibrant bed of crimson flowers, their petals glowing softly in the moonlight.

"These are Mitsuri Flowers," she explained, her voice barely above a whisper. "Legend has it that they bloom where strong emotions are shared. I've spent a lot of time here, pouring my feelings into these flowers."

As you looked around, you noticed that the entire clearing was filled with these beautiful blossoms, each one a testament to Mitsuri's emotions.

She turned to you, her gaze sincere. "Y/N, I want you to know that you've become a part of these flowers too. Every smile, every tear, every moment we've shared is here."

Touched beyond words, you pulled Mitsuri into a heartfelt hug. "Thank you, Mitsuri. For being here, for understanding me."

Mitsuri hugged you back, her warmth and the soft rustling of the flowers creating a cocoon of comfort. "We're in this together, Y/N. No matter what comes our way, we'll face it together."

In that moonlit clearing, surrounded by Mitsuri Flowers and embraced by Mitsuri herself, you found a sense of belonging and a newfound hope. The crimson blossoms whispered tales of love and resilience, a testament to the bond that had formed between you – a bond that could weather any storm.