I feel bad for requesting something considering how busy you are with all the art. There’s absolutely no rush for you to do this and I encourage you to wait until you get all the art done before you even think about this.
Can you do TanjMilo angst to fluff where maybe they get into a lil argument about Milo constantly overworking herself? She’s never told him about how Sanemi treats her and overworks her when they train together and she forces herself to overwork herself just because she wants Sanemi’s approval as an older, more experienced hashira. Maybe Tanjiro catches this happening one day and right as he goes to help Milo passes out?
You can ignore this if you want to:) there’s no rush for you to get this done and if you don’t want to do it just let me know!:3 I love you Kimmie! Take care of yourself!<33
A/N: Hey, don’t feel bad! I feel bad because you had to wait so long to get this— thank you for your patience Larz! And thank you hun for the detailed request— (pls ignore the awkward beginning, and the fact I made Sanemi real dislikeable-)
Also, I know, I’m so creative with the names for this fics 🤩
Edit: I’ve just realized I have forgotten the argument you asked for, I am so so sorry, please let me know if you want me to add it (Me? Lazy? Never-)
It was a nice peaceful day for Tanjiro Kamado.
Well, it was peaceful for the most part. Milo had informed him that she was training with the wind hashira today. Now, normally this wouldn’t be that big of a deal, except for the hashira’s very aggressive and violent behavior. Tanjiro knew he’d be pushing Milo further than she could go. He always did. Not only did he feel frustration and anger at Shinazugawa, he also felt concern for Milo. He knew that she wouldn’t defend herself from the scary man, and that worried him.
Shinazugawa’s harsh words would also often affect her way of thinking. She would often push herself to train harder, even when she was training by herself, which always resulted in her getting violently sick. Then she’d feel guilty for having someone care for her and being out of commission.
Tanjiro felt frustrated because he needed her to see that she was good enough as is. That she didn’t need Shinazugawa’s approval to be a good hashira. He was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he hadn’t realized he had arrived at the Suzuki estate. Because he was there so often, the few kakushi that were actually there didn’t bat an eye at his presence. He slipped past them with a small bow of the head and made his way to the back garden, a small plate of food in hand.
He didn’t hear any yelling from the wind hashira, had their training ended early? He cautiously listened for any noise. None. Not even the swing of a sword. He then sniffed for a scent. Shinazugawa’s wretched smell was absent, so at least there was that.
His relief was cut short when he finally reached the normally serene and calming garden. His eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. His hands forgot he was supposed to be holding something and glass shattered on the stone below him as he saw Milo’s unconscious body laying on the pebbly ground.
He rushed towards her in a panicked frenzy. His first instinct was to check for a pulse. Phew, there was one. He quickly got to work in picking her up. He carried the unconscious girl bridal style all the way to her small room. He laid her down on the futon and rushed for a washcloth. Once he got the washcloth, he ran it under cold water and went to drape it over her burning forehead. He had no idea how long she had been out like that for, but the idea she’d been outside under the beaming sun for hours upset him greatly.
Tanjiro always loved being around her. But now, he felt a sense of urgency to be with her 24/7. How could Shinazugawa have just left her there? What if she got heat stroke! His thoughts were, once again, interrupted when he heard a small, weak voice calling out to him.
“T-Tanji…? W-Why aren’t I outside? I-I’m supposed to be training-!”
Tanjiro placed a hand over hers and gave her a sympathetic smile.
“Angel, you need rest. I don’t want you getting sick. Nor do I want you to pass out again.”
Milo started to protest, but Tanjiro shushed her with a finger over her lips.
“Before you even start, you’re not any less competent because you don’t live up to Shinazugawa’s unrealistic standards. You’re perfect the way you are, I don’t need you to be any better than you already are. No one does. And I can promise you that we all prefer a happy healthy Milo over a Milo who is draining herself.”
Milo started to tear up. She didn’t think she deserved such loving and comforting words. But she knew better than to deny them. She sat up shakily and buried her face in his shoulder.
“T-Thank you, Tanji. Thank you for loving me so much.”
Tanjiro smiled and returned her hug.
“Of course Angel, now please rest.”
A/N: kshdjdbdjsbdj they’re so cute, I love TanjMilo (I got the name right this time 😎) once again, I apologize you had to wait almost two weeks for this. I hope it was worth the wait! (I’d love to see/read Milo’s reaction to this btw, only if you’re up for it tho :3)
