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    🏮    -         ❝ would it be alright if i were to just sleep - preferably here? ❞   she pat along the top of his lap. ❝ for - i dunno, ever? ❞

      🏮    -         ‘ hey there good looking. come here often?’ 

Clara struggled  to catch her breath. The stranger’s gesture was surprising, but welcomed. The woman was warm, like a security blanket. If only I could hide here until the monster got bored, she thought. But Clara knew from her studies that that was not the case. That thing had chased  her for a while. It was an endurance predator. If they stood there long enough, it would find them and do heaven knew what to them.

“Yes,” she whimpered, nodding. “But what should we do?”

🏮    -     she was not sure herself what the two should do. thinking more in the advantage of protecting themselves was more someone else’s job rather than her own. she understood the need for herself to take role in a leadership especially when it came to protecting others! this was a role tengen wished to see his wife do, or try to step in when she wasn’t with the others - and with the others gone right now, she was only frozen in fear herself. talking about doing other things .. could she herself do it?

now came the calming breath. the kunoichi needed to think of a way to save their butts and not be a meal for this next demon that hunted the girl down.

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Suma protected her brother and her friends from the Red Light District, so she has no ill will against her. She barely knew the woman outside that mission. But she knows she is BEAUTIFUL and The Sound Hashira respects her and the other wives more than her. This maybe her problem with Genya as well. To be curvier, more feminine. Submissiveness is far from her nature, and she can not afford to be soft due to taking care of Tanjirou all the time. If only Nezuko had the privilege to be pretty and have a man’s attention. 

🌸 → ❝ Suma……❞

         “I wish I looked like you.” 

    🏮    -    washed over by a sea of silence, it made it .. the woman unsure of what she should say next.  the definition of beauty was always that of a tricky topic. each and everyone has their own way of beauty - it was held in all ways. but how did she rely such a ticky topic to one who did not see any beauty in herself? 

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The distant rumbles of thunder didn’t faze the young pillar; however, the femme was another story when she spent the vast majority of this trek whining about the weather conditions. Muichiro couldn’t fathom how he was roped into bringing her along with him, either way the sooner his mission came to a conclusion the sooner he could return to the comforts of silence.

“You’re really noisy; will you PLEASE stop yelling,” Dull intones carried an abrasive twang; however, despite his displeasure of the situation, his expression remained colorless ⸺ devoid of emotion. 

In truth, he didn’t seem to care about her fears; why would he? It seemed pointless in every sense of the word. “I am surprised Uzui-san suggested I bring you along, you seem like an exceedingly ANNOYING brat!” 

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“So do I! What kinda animals do you think we would be? I hope it’s rabbits!” 

🏮    -  ❝   i am not sure if i would make a cute rabbit. perhaps a chipmunk? for myself ..a mouse even?  whaat do you think? ❞

“Safety…?”

When she first learned that her family would be moving to Japan, Clara devoured every book she could about the wildlife. When she learned that they’d be vacationing in the countryside for a few weeks, she was excited to see the creatures up close. When she stayed out a little too late, she learned that there was more to be afraid of in the woods than bears or wild boars.

That thing she saw was too big, had too many arms and too many eyes. It was inhuman, but it could speak like them. And until a moment ago, it was hot on her heels, squealing about how good she would taste once it caught her.

They’d managed to lose it, but for how long?!

“No!” Clara shook her head. “No, we can’t escape from that thing! It’s going to find us! And…and…!”

🏮    -    the girl was more frighten than she was. the visible tears - the shake of the body. she needed to be brave, for the both of them ! at least until lord tengen could find them. but when would that be? when would it be that the two would be found? hopefully not by the remains they would leave !  she thought terribly, as she grasped the others hand tightly. she was a  kunoichi she had to do what was right as apart of the demon slayer community and protect those who were in need of protecting. unfortunately for clara she got stuck with the one wife that was terrified of the dark. ( or more of the sense of what lingered within the dark. ) 

get yourself together, suma. she told herself. calm your heart. she said again - as she glanced up.   ❝ we can and we will escape it!   ❞ she tried to sound her confident but perhaps the shake in her that indicated that she was not confident in her own actions ?? 

but as a precaution - she took a step closer towards the other. her arms wrapped around the woman who was close in the height. she brought her to her and just held her close as this was a way to calm the hard sobs that came from the other. if the demon was close they could hear the whimpers and if she could control it now maybe they had more of a chance of escaping quietly. 

  ❝  listen to me carefully -.   ❞  the rapid drum of her heart beat thumped so madly within her chest.   ❝  in order for u - us to do this. to make it out of here a - alive. we gotta calm each other down and think carefully what to do.  ❞

“No one asked for your thoughts, keep them to yourself. Your not a real demon slayer, don’t speak to me so formally.” Had to get stronger. Had to be better! Had to be faster…than that brat. Could not slow down, could not stop…had to surpass him and prove that old man wrong. The title was not meant to be shared, it was meant to be his…and his alone. “Fine…whatever.” He stopped. Panting. No matter how hard he tried…he could not grasp the first form. No matter how many times he hit those targets…he was slow. His speed never increased. His aim was always off. How could he do it…how could that weak little brat master this, it didn’t make any sense! As he kept her back to her. If she wasn’t, the wife…of a man he respected and idolized for his strength and speed…he would have thrown her out by now.

“So your talent…is cooking?” What was this! Why was someone like this, married to one of the strongest pillars. Why would you…anchor yourself, to someone as weak and annoying as this woman. As he had to bite down on his bottom lip. It did smell…wonderful, but…everything did in many ways, when you never had someone to offer you such things. When all you had was yourself and the will to survive, to eat, anything scraps of food that you can. To never truly, be full, to always be hungry.

He sighed. As he would lower his sword. He did need…a moment to catch his breathe. He did need a second, to gather himself. To recover his strength and stamina. Whatever. Fine. He will eat with her, but only because of who she was married to.

“Yes…” He was hungry…he was always hungry. As he turned. And walked towards her. His eyes on the ground as he stopped and lowered himself onto his knees. Resting his hands on his lap. As he was already…irritated with how friendly she was, how easily…she just offered such gifts and kindness. Were were…people like her when he needed them. “You are Lord Tengen wife?” As his eyes lingered on the tray. Tempted to take, to eat everything there, but he steadied his hands for a moment and swallowed. He had to…pay her respect, as much as he hated it, as much as she didn’t deserve it, she was…the partner of a man he would stand beside, when he became the thunder pillar.

“Is he excited…that there will soon be another pillar joining his ranks. To lighten his burden?”

🏮    -    there was so much hostility that lingered within his voice. it was the harsh tones that snapped at out her that made her jump a bit. of course the tone was not an inviting one - yet, the soft ‘ fine ’ made her tensed shoulders relax just a tad as she slowly entered the small training dojo only to face the other more when he seemed to have some battle that conflicted his mind at first, but - as he finally gave in towards her request, a sigh of relief escaped her as she held a soft smile along her lips when he came to her and settled right before her, yet he kept his eyes off of of her and on the ground if not the food. 

❝  i wouldn’t really consider cooking my talent. ❞ the woman pipped up when she too taken a seat and placed the tray that she carried in before them.  ❝   i am not terrible at it, but i am not amazing at it either.  ❞

❝ ah - but who is a great cook is hinatsuru!  ❞ she said with her smile growing bigger as she said the name as if he would know the wives of the hashira so simply. her words kept stumbling out of her mouth. if he hadn’t picked up yet, her talent was perhaps being one that either overtalked. a lot. but her smile never fade it’s well off of her face as she spoke highly of her family when she glanced over at him. he had not taken a piece of the onigiri . It made her blink for a moment as she giggled a little and slid the tray over more towards him.  ❝ i am ONE of his wives. ❞   she stated, as the name probably didn’t dawn to him when she stated tengen’s other wife’s name. ❝  there are three of us. ❞ she said lightly.  ❝ - hinatsuru, who i just mentioned as a wonderful cook. makio, and myself. ❞

❝  perhaps you would like to meet them one day? a small warning though, we are a handful. ❞ the kunoichi then smiled as she offered for him to take.  ❝ eat,eat,eat. I didn’t stop your training for you to just stare at the food - or bother you with an uptight conversation.  ❞  the little wife of tengen playfully nudged that other in the arm  ❝ i promise you i am no one of importance - so please. drop some act of formality with me, okie?  ❞

it was then as she then grew silent and looked before her as she examined the training room. she knew this was the room for the lower ranks of slayers to practice their simple sword swinging or just small weight lifting or anything else for indoor training - from the scuffed up walls, the small dents in the floor, this room has seen a lot of damage - till his voice perked back into her ears and made her look over. ❝ excited? ❞ then she somewhat leaned in closer towards him  ❝ are your about to face the hashira trails!? AH! that is definitely some exciting news !  ❞ she said in such loudness. ❝  my lord did not speak of another hashira joining their ranks but i am sure his absolutely thrilled over another fellow companion joining their ranks!  ❞ she nodded her head.  ❝ that explains why you’re training so hard!  ❞

❝ i thought for a moment you were overdoing it. But to hear that sort of news i understand. - but, do you feel like you are over pushing yourself? We don’t want to see you hurt yourself on accident.  ❞

anywho! i did a small wip of yor from a closet cosplay. lol.