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I will only write romantic fics for characters that are canonically 18+! Don't be weird!

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Fandoms that I am comfortable writing for:

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JoJo's Bizarre Adventure (Parts 1-7)

Demon Slayer (I've read the whole series, so anything is okay!)

Jujutsu Kaisen (Seasons 1 and 2)

Sanemi was not a well-liked man. Anyone who had ever met him could tell you that much, and they could likely tell you exactly why they personally didn't like him either. To say most were shocked to find out he had a significant other would be putting it lightly, even his fellow hashira didn't believe it at first. How could this aggressive, rude and cold man have found someone willing to put up with his behavior?

To be truthful, you never felt you had to "put up" with anything. You were well aware of the way Sanemi had come across to others, and you had seen right through it. From the start you had known that this attitude was a facade he put on to hide that fact that when he had come to the corps he had been little more that a scared, angry young boy, forced to grow up too quickly. Sanemi had never been a stranger to the cruelties of the world, even prior to demons entering his life.

You were able to see right through him because you saw yourself in him, the two of you just had different approaches to how you handled the tragedies that had been forced upon you. Whereas Sanemi pushed people away, unwilling to let anyone in for fear of them being hurt, you embraced those you cared about. You held people tightly, sharing smiles and laughter and joy with anyone who had ever tugged at your heartstrings. You had already lost so much in this life, why would you not try to enjoy these tender moments while you still could?

It had pissed him off. The way you were able to simply brush off his snide remarks, you simply laughed his "fuck offs" and "leave me the hell alones" off and continued to chisel away at the iron fortress he had built up around his heart. Sanemi isn't even sure when it had happened, but your persistence had allowed you to worm your way into his heart, and once he had realized it, he was never going to let you go.

The night he had asked you out is one that you would never forget. Nothing about the night had been particularly notable, you had gone about your usual routine for when neither of you were away on missions. Sparring with each other and then sitting together on the engawa to enjoy a meal as the sun set. It had been a comfortable silence, it usually was with Sanemi, he preferred not to talk while eating. You had been leaned against the wooden pillar behind you, face turned upwards towards the stars beginning to show themselves in the sky.

You were brought back into the moment by Sanemi clearing his throat. Turning towards him, you were shocked to see that he looked uncharacteristically nervous, eyes even wider than normal and ears pink with a blush that had been creeping up his neck.

"Yes, Shinazugawa?" A sly smile on your face, you loved teasing the man, you always found his reactions to be cute, despite what others may think. That typical angry expression took over his face in an instant, before it softened into something you had never seen on him before.

"I hate when you call me that, you know me well enough to call me Sanemi," His gaze met your own, you could tell he was having some sort of internal battle. "I'm not very good with this stuff." He trailed off.

"I know, " You smiled at him, much more sincere this time. "I like you too, Sanemi."

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From that day forward, things had changed with Sanemi. He found himself by your side more often than not, somehow managing to convince Master Ubayashiki that missions that would typically be allocated one hashira to be better suited to having two. He spoke more calmly, and found himself talking about mundane subjects with you simply because he liked to hear your voice.

Sanemi still wasn't great at expressing positive emotions, but he was getting better, even if it was just with you. The man had not grown up with a positive example of a healthy relationship, he was learning everything in the moment. His father was not a good man, that much was true, and Sanemi was determined to never end up like him, and by all accounts, he was doing an excellent job.

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The night the Ubayashiki Estate had been destroyed, the two of you had already been on edge. It was hard not be when you were aware of the battle yet to come.

"I think you should quit the corps." Surely he wasn't being serious, there was no way that your beloved wind hashira had actually just said that to you. Not when he knew how hard you had worked to earn your rank among the pillars, how much you had trained to take down the man that had ripped any possibility of a normal childhood away from you. It was Muzan Kibutsuji's fault that your family was brutalized, left disfigured and partially consumed by the demon that had invaded your home. You were going to be there to see that bastard fall.

"What?" Anger took over you, why the hell would he even think of saying that? "Are you fucking kidding me? I have just as much of a reason to be here as you!"

"I just think it would be best if you sat the rest of this out!" Despite his best efforts, Sanemi found his own voice raising to match yours. "I don't want you to die, okay!?"

"Why are you so sure I'm going to die? Do you think I'm weak or something? Besides, that's a risk each and every member of the corps were aware of from the start!" Frustrated tears were welling up in your eyes, in your heart, you knew he was just worried. He cared too much and that scared him.

BOOM!

The Earth shook under your feet, the sky taken over by a large fire ball from the direction of the Master's estate. The argument slipped from your mind, your hand fell to your sword and you took off towards the source the explosion.

You had barely made it a few strides before a large hand found the back of your haori, stopping you in your tracks. You twisted around to face your lover, rage flaring up and then dying just as quickly when you caught his gaze. He looked so overwhelmed, you had never seen him look so small as in that moment.

"I don't think you're weak, I know you're anything but weak. I'm just scared, okay? Being strong doesn't guarantee survival, you know that. I know you do." His grip loosened as he took a step back.

"Shinazugawa, drop it."

You had felt awful the moment the words had left your mouth, but right now, you had a duty to fulfill. You had made it back to the Ubayashiki Estate in record time. Just in time to see your fellow hashira rushing a man with dark hair, stood in the middle of the rubble of what was once your master's home. You didn't even think, drawing your blade, you readied yourself to strike the Lord of Demons himself.

Closing in on him, the sound of a biwa filled the air, and you were falling. You had made eye contact with your lover just as you dropped into the unknown, all you felt was dread.

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Sanemi found himself sat on his knees with his hands folded in his lap inside this infinite castle Muzan had brought him into. His master was dead. His lover was pissed at him and now they had been separated by a sea of lowly demons. What if he never got the chance to talk things out with them? Tears had made their way down his cheeks as he attempted to process the unfathomable situation he had found himself in. Every single person he had left, every one he cared about, was about to put their life on the line.

A demon had charged at him, its head hitting the ground as quickly as the wind hashira's sword had been drawn. One demon quickly turned into dozens, and Sanemi had no time to work through his feelings. If he wanted to make things right with his lover, he would simply have to fight his way out.

"There's no end to you low lives huh?" Standing upright, the man looked out on the steadily growing number of beasts before him. "That's just fine by me, I'll kill all of you."

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You had found yourself landing alongside Shinobu's tsuguko, Kanao. The young girl was desperate to find the insect hashira, you had never seen so much emotion from the typically reserved teen. You had vowed to stick together through the night, you would help her find Shinobu while fulfilling your duty and working your way towards the upper rank demons and Muzan himself.

To say you had been stunned when you had stumbled into that room that contained Upper Rank Two would be putting it lightly. The blond demon had stared back at the two of you, the look on his face making your stomach turn as Shinobu's half-absorbed body was clutched to his chest. Rage was building up once more, yet another person you cared about killed by one of these creatures. Just how many of your friends would face the same fate come sunrise? Would you? Would Sanemi?

Oh Sanemi, your beloved 'Nemi. Why did you brush him off like that? Why couldn't you just talk things out? You knew he didn't mean anything by the comment, you weren't sure why it had bothered you so much. You had been separated in the middle of an argument, and now what if you never worked things out? What if?

You couldn't yourself spiral like this. There was an upper rank stood right in front of you, and you weren't about to let Kanao face him alone. Speaking of Kanao, why hadn't she struck yet? She had pulled back after Shinobu had made some sort of hand gesture in her direction before she had been fully absorbed, what did it mean? You weren't positive, but it seems Kanao knew, and whatever it was, you had a feeling it would be beneficial in this battle.

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"CAW! CAW! ATTENTION! SHINOU KOCHO IS DEAD! SHE FOUGHT VALIANTLY AGAINST UPPER TWO, BUT WAS DEFEATED! KANAO, INOSUKE, Y/N NOW FACE UPPER TWO IN HER PLACE!"

Sanemi's heart raced at the crow's announcement, a new found fire had been lit under him, he had never felt so determined in his life. He would kill every single demon himself if he had to. He would make his way to his lover, they would make it out of here, everything would be okay.

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Fuck.

The fight against Upper One had not gone to plan. The loss of Muichiro had hurt, yes, but having to watch his baby brother turn to ash in front of his eyes, fading to nothing like he was no better than the very demons that had put them in this situation in the first place, that was a pain that was indescribable. Genya, only sixteen and desperate for his big brother's approval, cut to pieces and left bleeding on the ground, crying out for comfort from the man that was supposed to protect him. Sanemi wasn't sure he could go on, how was he supposed to? He had failed another one of his siblings, the one he had tried so hard to keep safe. He felt hopeless.

"CAW! CAW! UPPER TWO HAS FALLEN! KANAO, INOSUKE, Y/N HAVE DEFEATED UPPER TWO! CAW! CAW!"

Right. He had to keep moving. Keep fighting. Keep killing.

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The night had been grueling. Time and time again, you had been pushed past your limit and stood back up, refusing to give in. Even when you had seen your lover again while facing Muzan you couldn't bring yourself to feel relieved. The fight was far from over.

Sunrise had not come soon enough, so many of your friends had not made it through the night, and seeing the way Sanemi had been laying on the ground, wounded and breath shallow, you weren't positive he had either. You had made your way to his side, swaying on your feet and stumbling towards him as the kakushi urged you to sit. You had lost so much blood, you needed immediate medical attention. You didn't care, it could wait until you had checked on your 'Nemi.

You fell to your knees at his side, hands grasping his uninjured one as the kakushi worked around you. Only when his eyes cracked open did you let out the breath you had been holding in. His gaze was soft as he looked you over, taking in your tired and wounded form. Even in the state he was in he still mustered up the strength to speak.

"You idiot, let them patch your wounds." That was all it took to push you over the edge, you found yourself sobbing, head dropping to rest against the man's shoulder. His scarred arm moved on instinct, gripping you as tightly as he could as his own tears began flowing once more.

"I love you. I love you so much." You choked out, shoulders shaking as your hands gripped at his tattered uniform.