#sunconquer

Aw, thank you so much! I think Aizetsu would totally be Santa. Sekido would be forced to dress up as Rudolph!

Nightmares were not new to Tanjiro. They’d been regular since their family’s attack; but he couldn’t deny that they’d increased in frequency since their Mugen Train. It was almost like being shown the dreams had triggered them more frequently; particularly seeing their family slaughtered over and over again. New nightmares had joined the rotation; Nezuko not conquering the sun had been one new one.

It was that particular dream that had Tanjiro shooting up in bed, disorientated that the scent filling his nostrils wasn’t burning flesh. Rather, the scent of the Butterfly Mansion, freshly washed sheets and Nezuko. Turning red orbs to her, he let out a sigh of relief, slumping back a little bit with one hand reaching to double check she’s real; patting the top of her head gently.

@sunconquer liked for a starter from Tengen! (For Tanjiro)

"So you have returned for more training?" Propping his shinai on his shoulder his gaze narrowed in on boy who had fought at his side in the Entertainment District. In truth, when he'd first brought them along he hadn't thought that the three of them would be of much help. They'd only been placeholders for his plan to find his wives and the intel that he needed.

He'd underestimated all three of them.

Slowly, his lips pulled into an almost maniacal grin as he leaned forward and added. "You'd better be more flashy and dedicated than anyone else here."

Standing straight again, he moved, smacking the shinai over the boy's head. "Doge next time."

This was bad, the marechi was trapped as a powerful demon must’ve found him due to his right arm bleeding.

He gulped as he readied his kusarigama, he wasn’t looking to go down easily as he tries to speak to them.

“….listen, I really don’t want to fight nor die here Sir so please…can’t we just talk about this instead?”

Another horrible night traveling alone.

The man-deer silently thought to himself as he wandered the forest, a small squeak emitting from each step of his little hoof feet. It was lonesome, nerve-wrecking, and most of all dangerous. He had no idea who might be out here, but making new friends was always difficult due to his abnormalities.

It was dark, the terrain covered in trees and bushes, but anyone with a bird's eye view could make him out. A toddler-sized boy, covered in golden brown fur. His torso was bare, showing his fluffy body, but he wore maroon colored shorts, a red top hat with a white X in the center, his antlers sticking out from the sides, and a blue backpack which contained any number of medical supplies. A prime target for predatory attacks or marauding bandits. His most noteworthy attribute of all was his blue nose, a trait which only further ostracized him from his own kind.

As the small deer glanced left and right, his walking slowing down to due to the low visibility, he stepped forward once every few seconds, seeming spooked by every rustle of bush and squeak of a bat. The whimpers he quietly made were similar to those of an abused puppy. Little did he know that he wasn't alone on this night. A nearby nocturnal creature of human origin was nearby, likely able to hear the sounds he tried to keep quiet. "Luffy... everyone. Give me strength..."