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this empty street feels so empty (it's quiet, just like my heart) by sakuyamons
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
30 Oct 2019
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“...The little ones are asking.” Aoi knows it, she had known the moment she didn’t see Shinobu enter with the other Hashira, but it had to be asked. Because even with losing their parents, Sumi, Naho and Kiyo are too young to understand “They’re asking where Shinobu is.”
Aoi is no stranger to tragedy. None of the butterfly girls are.
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24 Apr 2026
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Someone knocked on the door. Part of Aoi half-expected it to be Shinobu, bloody and worn from battle. Or maybe Rengoku, a sunny smile on his face as he brought a message. Or half a dozen other people whose ghosts still lingered in the Butterfly Estate.
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24 Apr 2026
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wilting flowers by simply_salt_y
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
22 Jan 2022
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Soft light eyes, soft jawline, delicate steady hands.
Delicate, delicate, delicate. Like a wilting flower, or a small bug, the ones that exist to be crushed under someone’s foot without a second thought. Once they’re gone, people forget the insect was there at all.a dumb drabble on shinobu's anger and the people she hates and envies and loves
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24 Apr 2026
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Shinobu had always been the person Aoi sought when she was in trouble, or needed help, or felt sad. Shinobu was the beautiful butterfly who had taken her and the other girls in, the one who people thanked with tears in their eyes for saving them or healing them.
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23 Apr 2026
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She sighed and shifted her gaze to the lantern on the desk, its artificial glow casting harsh light onto her skin. It was too bright, too revealing. Every flaw, every pore, every mark she wished she could erase stared back at her from the mirror. Her fingers absently traced the edges of the vanity, cold and worn beneath her touch. The image staring back at her was almost unrecognizable now. How long had it been since she had felt at peace looking at her own reflection?
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23 Apr 2026