Relationship: Kamado Tanjiro/Kanzaki Aoi
Summary:
Aoi had considered herself blessed. She had had a pretty house, lovely parents and had been born with a soulmark.
You'll be the happiest woman on the world, her mother told her. And sweet and young Aoi had believed in her words.
But of all the possible scenarios she had imagined on her head, this one had nothing to do with any of them. It was unexpected and scary. And she wasn’t sure if it was welcomed at all.
Why did the demons had to get involved on every single aspect of her life?
I won't fall, she repeated to herself as if it were a mantra. She refused to take the leap.
I really like this ship, though I know it may be a little controversial for the ones who are married to the canon, so be nice and respectful :))
type of photos their grandchildren found hehe
He will warm up to you eventually.
I don't like the feeling of having some kind of cake or mud on ma skin. Neither do I feel like myself, when I use it
Reblog this and add a reason you dont wear make up
I’ll start 😊
There are no ingredients listed nor do make up companies answer to any type of health standards
screen cap redraw from shippuden
The secret wish is to write a fanfic that someone loves so much they make fan art of it, or to create a drawing that someone creates an entire fic based off of it.
tripped
Don't worry she got a new one
Happy valentine's day!!! 🩷🩷🩷
Yaaaay, I'll be happy to have it :DD
So true. My dance teacher of elementary school was killed by her ex-bf back in 2014. He got her pregnant and didn't want to take responsability. So he thought the most logival answer was to kill her. He deserves to rot in hell
it’s terrifying how pregnant women are more likely to die by the hands of a man than by birth complications
Relationship: Kamado Nezuko/Tokitou Muichirou
Summary:
There was something on her that caught his attention. He noted that her hair was dark brown, it flowed down her back into some messy braids. She had the appearance of a child. That thought passed to the background once he noticed that her eyes were locked on his.
His pupil dilated, the fog cleared for a moment. They were pink, and he got the feeling that they should be a little bit more lavender. Like the pebble on his pocket.
“Have we met before?” he blurts. It happened in a small fraction of second, he could swear something alike recognition passed in her eyes. Then she cracked what Tokito supposed was a smile in his direction.
Or
Nezuko and Muichiro met when they were younger.