"The pain of losing you is something I will never recover from. I am begging you, please pull back," he pleaded, his voice hoarse and desperate. Tears brimmed in the corners of his eyes, and with his heart on his sleeve, he made yet another attempt at securing her safety. She couldn't hold his gaze, for the anguish clouding his fuchsia coloured eyes struck her with immeasurable grief. She wanted to respect his wishes, she wanted to turn back and let him handle the battle, she wanted to stay alive for him. But looking out at the demons goading them with their presumptuous remarks, Y/N found herself rooted in place by a force much stronger than her desires. She was suffocating in dread with the fear of losing another person she loves.

it started when all might turned down his dreams of becoming a hero due to rational reason, so he decided to take the advice of his ex best friend to go roof top diving but was stopped by someone who offered him a way of becoming a hero by giving him an artificial quirk. it is as they say when one door close another door opens, but in izuku's case an artificial door. follow this young hero in training as he goes on his every day life fighting villain using his new found artificial quirk as drama and shenanigans is sure to ensue. -- "why..., why did you kiss my sister". he said in a lifeless tone. "wait, it was an accident, I swear this wasn't supposed to happen". izuku tried to defend himself. "you freaking kissed my sister!!". he raised his voice. "I...I". izuku tried to say something but nothing was coming out. "why...". he said in a broken manner. "why her, what did you see in her. I've like you since the sports festival..., so then, why her". izuku's face went pale, his voice failed him. he steps closer to izuku but he involuntarily moves away from him. izuku watched in shock as he began to tog on his hair before removing it. long back length hair flowed downward. izuku was stunned with the only words able to leave his mouth being, " y-you've been a girl all this time". he or, rather she smiled at him. "I've always wanted to show you this". I don't own my hero academia or the cover used in this story.

𝓶𝓾𝔃𝓪𝓷 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ❝Lift your head (Y/N), ❞ he said smoothly. You looked up to see him staring down at you with a slight smirk. ❝Are you sure you're not starting something you can't finish?❞ -- to kibutsuji, time is like a ticking bomb. he's sick. he's been sick from the moment he was born and he knows he doesn't have much time left. it's at this point in his life, that his relationship with a certain woman begins to blossom. despite the fact that his time is almost up, she wants to stay by his side regardless and his heart begins to soften to her. this woman makes such a lasting impression on him that he decides she belongs to him and only him. "I wish I could stay by your side forever," you told him. "Forever? You mean eternity?" he asked. He continued staring at you blankly until finally, his lip curved upwards, "I like the sound of that." ⤷in which Muzan will never let you go.

You who was born with a red scarlet-like eyes are abandoned by your parents in the age of 9, thinking that you will just become a threat to their life. You're walking and traveling to different towns to find some food or to get some help, however, because of having a demon-like eyes, no one wants to help you instead they'll just ignore you. One day, a man found you lying on the ground unconscious because of the tiredness and hunger. He treats you like his own family and as the time passed by, you treated him as one too. He taught you on how to fight using combat skills and by using a sword, to protect yourself in the near future. He found out that you are a special demon that can conquer the sun but instead of leaving you behind, he still cared for you like no one else. You having a unique combat skills and dwelling using a sword to fight against demons have reached the leader of the demon slayer corps, Ubuyashiki Kagaya. He invited you to become one of the demon slayers and to fight the demons by their side, not knowing that you are actually a demon yourself. And this is how your life began to change. DICLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS AND THE IMAGES THAT YOU WILL SEE WITHIN THE STORY THUS, IT BELONGS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNERS. PLEASE ENJOY, VOTE, AND COMMENT ABOUT THE STORY! THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING ONE SO DON'T GET UR HOPES UP TOO MUCH! >~<

Please know my actions are not motivated by envy I too have a 𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙔 This death will be 𝘼𝙍𝙏 The people will speak of this day from near and afar This event will be history And I'll be great too I don't want what you have I wanna be 𝙔𝙊𝙐 --- You've been alive for so many years, ever since the Heian Era. You were a human daughter, an older sister, and a wife. Then you were a demon of a dead and cursed family, an older sister of the Demon King, and the ex-wife of an adulterous King of Curses. When at your lowest, your brother offered you a position in his hierarchy as the Duchess of Demons; not as powerful as him but demands the same amount of respect and more power than the other demons in existence. But after some time, you thought to yourself... "What am I doing? I'm doing all of this... because I was angry at being cheated on? By someone I thought would love me? This... this isn't right." After that epiphany, you turned over a new leaf and teamed up with the Demon Slayers only a few months before the final battle. A century later, it's now 2018/the Reiwa Era, the friends you made back then have already passed away, you are the only thing of what remains of the Demon Slayer history. You have made peace with yourself and have moved on, made new friends to call family, new foods, new styles of life, and so much more. You even moved on from your old feelings of that pathetic excuse of a husband and glad you have nothing left of him. That is, until something happens.

// Honestly, I finished the manga and I'm trying to remember things as I go so I'm sorry peeps. \\ Rengoku has a past that you are fairly aware of since you grew up together. Kinda. After you both began to grow to try and achieve a future desired. You unfortunately faced the worst event in your lifetime. Rengoku had already moved elsewhere and during the couple days he's not been in the neighborhood anymore. The worst had happened. Striving to become a demon slayer, you became the enemy without choice. Miserably living your couple of days as a demon. It wasn't until a Hashira found you eventually. When brought to fight a foe that you were under prepared for, you find a familiar face in them. Stuck between wanting to die without another word or saying something. You let it all out regardless if your superior limited your every move. Now what would an old friend do in such a situation now that you guys are way off from a chance of redeeming any bond? The wheel of fate tries to find balance in between a on-going war. A demon with a demon slayer, nonetheless a Hashira at that; this violates code on both sides that were either written or just common sense. When attempting to work it out, you find each other to have a hard time even making it possible. Making the situation worse the longer you bond after lost time. Will your interactions contribute to Rengoku's life greatly and will be so that in your case? Cudos to: Koyoharu Gotouge and Art that I've found on Google for the chapters. *I won't be going back to this 😭 this story can honestly go whichever way for y'all.*

"You know, you weren't supposed to see them." He dropped my arm. "Is that supposed to make me feel better?" He grabbed my other arm, exposing those cuts as well. Bloody bandages fell to the ground and his expression changed. "Is this supposed to make me feel better?!?!?!" He held both my arms in front of me. I could feel his hands shaking. I could hear his voice breaking. He was yelling, but I knew it was a facade. He wasn't angry. He was worried. He was sad. He just doesn't know how to express anything else. "It's fine. Don't worry. I'm okay." He dropped my arms and stepped back a bit, looking down for a few seconds. He yelled in frustration, pushing me to the ground suddenly. I avoided eye contact. "In what world?! What part of your fucked up mind is telling you that this is okay?!?! Because let me fucking tell you right now, if you ever fucking do this to yourself again I swear...." He punched the wall and yelled in frustration, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He paused for a few seconds before speaking again. "Get up." He held out his hand and I took it, standing up shakily. He grabbed my arms again, staring at them sadly. "Again? Why would you hide them again? Why this again?" He pled desperately. "You two." A different voice from across the hallway said, making us both jump a bit. Aizawa walked over to us, looking down at my cuts with slightly widened eyes, then back up at me with a concerned expression. "I need to talk to both of you."

"If you want a quirk, there might be a way for you to do it. Pray for a quirk in the next life and jump off a roof. Maybe then you might be able to become a hero." Bakugo said, as Izuku stared at the boy with an anguished look. The boy would walk down the road as he remembered his life growing up with a religious mother, as she would take him to a church in the city. So as he walks over to the church, he takes the time to really think about what Bakugo had told him to do. And as he enters the Catholic Church, he notices a confession room and makes his way over there, as he sits in there for a moment someone enters on the other side and begins to listen. As soon as Izuku hears the door close on the opposite end he hears a feminine voice that was extremely soft ask him a question. "What do you have to confess young man?" "I-Is it really... a g-good idea... to kill oneself?" Izuku asked, as he started to tear up. "What brings this up young man?" The woman asked, as Izuku started to confess about his anguish, how everything in his life had been completely torturous ever since his Diagnosis culminating in a confession to the woman. "I-I-I wonder if I-I should r-really l-listen to K-K-Kacchan." Izuku said, as the woman starts to feel incredibly sad. That is the summary, I hope you all are happy about what this story will be about!

(⚠️WARNINGS⚠️: This contains a bit of suicidal, as well as self-harming, as well as verbal abuse, as well as discrimination in the beginning. Just in case it's too sensitive for you or any reader that wants to read.) Kayda's POV "You can never be a hero" Was the last thing he said as he shuts the door ready to save the day. Feeling tears fall as I let his words sink in, the room filled with sobs. Why.......why does he not love me? Why does he love the world over me? That's right the Number 1 Hero. I see him on TV and the magazines, or people's clothes and I see his legacy all over everyone's face. His smile brightens the world with hope........... But why can't he smile for me...he's always gone, always never home and never says good morning or good night. All he does is show me what it's like to not have hope. I can never understand why he has this hatred for me. I never asked to be born in this world. I try to keep a smile for him or try to ask for a hug at least... He just shoves me away or ignores I'm here. Then all suddenly she vanished completely to anyone who knew her. But for her, it was a new beginning with a new life and she's going to give it her all to be what she's always wanted to be.....

'That White Ribbon... ... I've seen it somewhere... But where? ... Right, that fugitive demon wears it that Lord Muzan wants, she's... special. ' "Aizetsu! Kill that demon girl, now!!" Aizetsu was snapped out of his thoughts from hearing Sekido yell. "I was already going to do that, so stop yelling at me." His sorrowful voice rang while he held his Yari. You roared as you flew up above them Will you ever be human again? Will you ever escape their love? Or will the pure colored ribbon of your heart be stained in blood? -------------- Small reminder - I do not own Demon Slayer, Koyoharu Gotouge does. - Mature themes, (cursing, violence, dark themes, etc.,)