That's fair, he doesn't show a lot of people that side of him I guess. He's kind of got this "I'm awesome, fight me" thing going all the time instead, and it makes me a little sad 'cause he's actually really sweet but nobody believes me.
[Tanjiro maybe you're just special because you're just about the only person he's sweet toward??]
No I definitely think that's more like step like... a lot more than one. I don't really know how to gauge how many steps there are in this kind of thing. But... thank you, for your encouragement.
maybe one day ill get to see him in a different light but for now he is the boy that terrorised me and several other people on my first day here with a sandwich does he do that often? more importantly does he terrorise YOU with sandwiches???
theres either a lot of steps or none at all but i dont know where this fits... but maybe i dont need to idk youre so welcome! anything for you honey! you need anything at all and ive got your back 10000%
Terrorized you with a sandwich... I really wish I could say I was surprised. I'm sorry, regardless. I hope one day he'll show you he's not always a terror. Just... probably 75% of always.
Me either, honestly. Fits probably somewhere along the line of "I've been intimate with my best friend who was also raised by wild boars", and about how much sense that makes to most people. I've gotta like... make you something. Dinner maybe?
aw its okay ive been terrorised by much worse men with much worse than a sandwich i can handle a boy and a blt!
[raised by wild boars... the boar head makes so much more sense now, but also, less sense? god, inosuke, you crazy, confusing mystery man.]
we can make it make sense! might take some time but itl all come together no way! dont worry about anything like that. we can order take-out and celebrate tho... we can drink to your success and enjoy a nest!
[He's going to tease Inosuke so much about this now. BLT... Does he not know what bacon is??? No, no he does not. He takes a bit to respond because he actually has to collect himself from cracking up laughing.]
Milly-san I'm only seventeen, I don't think I'm supposed to be drinking by the age laws here.
thats the perfect age to get in some trouble! youll be fine as long as you stick with me riiiiiight? not to peer pressure you or anything though you do what you want! im just trying to have a good time with you and toast to your bravery
[and possibly present him with a "congrats on the sex" cake.]
[He weighs the options of agreeing and disagreeing, folding his arms over his chest and puffing out his cheeks. You know what? Why not. He'd saved the world, restored his sister, been turned into a demon, lost an eye and an arm, he could totally handle some drinks!]
Well, I mean, you've got a point? I guess I'd rather figure it out with somebody I know is safe than get mixed up at a party like a lot of modern kids talk about. I'm an absolute wuss about group gatherings so that seems like a really terrible plan for me in general, though. Can I pick up takeout or something on the way?
[Narrator Voice: He absolutely could not handle some drinks.]
i would never let anything bad happen to you tanjiro pinky swear! youre totally safe with me... safer than going to a party too. people sometimes put awful things in your drinks and make the party less than fun for sure but ill protect you and youll see exactly what im doing the whole time! no tricks! no games! just what you want
(yes you can pick up takeout but you better choose something good!)
[He looks kind of mortified by people putting things in other people's drinks at parties. Now he will never go to a party, but that's fine. Who needs 'em, with friends like Milly?]
I trust you, Milly-san. :)
But, oh, no pressure! You don't have any allergies, do you?
That sounds painful and very dangerous for your health, actually! Please don't go into cardiac arrest over me, I can barely use a cellphone I don't think me trying to use those defib... shocky things for people's hearts, would go well.
["Shocky things for people's hearts".]
[He's already on his way to go find food for them though, and pauses to chuckle at her picture of her sprawled amongst their little inside joke of nested bedding.]
[And it's probably less than thirty minutes before he's bumping into her doorbell with his forehead because his hands (and arms) are full-- he couldn't decide what to get, so he's shown up with a pizza, two plastic bags from different takeout places, and a bag on each arm with different sorts of drinks. Help him.]
[oh, he's killing her, actually. she might need a shocky thing for her heart if he's not careful. (except he is all the time, looking out for everyone no matter what. that's what's going to do her in.)]
ur a smart guy im sure you can figure out how to use a shocky thing if needed! but better if we DONT need it right? :)
[she wonders what he's going to pick up for them as she tidies up the space for him. she should've figured everything, though, as that's what he's holding when he arrives at her door. immediately, she rushes to help him in, grabbing bags from his arms to place them on the countertop.]
Geez, you bought out the whole city, huh? [she says with a smile, unbagging items as he is freed from food mountain.]
[Milly no, he would feel terrible. He actually just sticks his tongue out at his phone instead of replying to that last bit, and when she ushers him inside with his mountain of To Go he tsks softly.]
Well, I didn't know what you wanted, so I wanted to make sure I got a variety... [Pizza, probably Chinese, maybe tacos. Plus bottled tea, a few sodas, and a six pack of water. The one thing he knew about alcohol was that you had to drink water while you drank it or things would be Bad.]
[except she's got all her booze out on her kitchen table, which is very different from what he's brought. still, he came prepared, and so did she, and once everything is laid out for them to appraise, she moves to give him a gentle hug, arms slung over his shoulders as she rests her head against his.]
I'm glad you're here— [you thought this was a sweet moment? no. she immediately ruins it with] —Mister Sex-haver.
[He has no idea what he's looking at with the array of booze, and he's definitely intimidated by it, but he trusts Milly (possibly a mistake) enough to not feel specifically threatened. He's still boggling at the smorgasbord when she moves in to hug him, and he immediately responds in kind, though the gesture from him is a little crooked. He can raise his left arm, but whereas his right hand gathers a section of her shirt behind her, his left just kind of bumps uselessly into her side.]
[And of course, then she ruins it by embarrassing him, and he splutters, turning about the same shade of burgundy as his hair.]
[hmm. something feels a little off in this hug. does he not want to give her one? she's wounded. when she pulls away, however, and gives him a once over, she notices something is up with his left hand, and then with his eye. whatmst the fuck is happening. he's wounded?]
Yeah, it is... [she set up the joke so she could tease him mercilessly, but now she's got other things to worry about.] Hey, what happened to you? Is your arm okay? And your eye! Sorry if you're self conscious about it but... I'm worried!
[Whoops, caught. Not like he can really hide it..., He raises his good hand in a placating gesture, laughing quietly.]
Ah, yeah, it's fine. My arm..., is kinda useless, I can't feel it below the elbow, and I can't grip anything with my hand, and I can't see from this eye. But its okay, really! [He's a little self-conscious, but more to the end of fearing he won't be as helpful.]
[he needs a closer inspection, so she touches at his face for a moment, distress slowly working its way into her features, hands moving to grab his damaged arm gingerly, biting at her lip as she examines him.]
Who did this to you. [a question, but said a bit forcefully.] You tell me who did this to you and they'll wish they were never born. [oh, she can't fight, so she's full of shit, but give her a sword and point her in the direction of whoever hurt her boy, and she'll land at least one good hit. just for him.] Tanjiro...
[He laughs, but it's sort of a humorless sound, and he covers her hand with his good one, his expression sort of pained, and definitely a little haunted.]
...you're looking at him. I did it to myself, Milly. [He leaves off the honorific, this time. It's not for a loss of respect, it's... Well, maybe it's because he doesn't use honorifics with those he's closest to. He really wants her to understand this. And it's not a lie, not really-- Muzan may have been the cause of the blows that initially lost him his arm and eye, but he'd been the one to regain them and then destroy their source, rendering them useless.]
[His good hand sitting on hers might be shaking, just a little bit.]
[oh. oh no. she sinks a little, brows furrowed as she holds onto him, taking his good hand in hers for a second before letting go of him to fling herself at him in a tight embrace, sighing heavily into his shoulder.]
Don't you ever do anything like that ever again, you hear me? [she can't, and won't, make him promise that to her, because she knows a man on a mission is difficult to stop, and she's not going to stand between someone and what they need to do, but it feels like he didn't need to hurt himself like that. to lose an arm and an eye... she can't imagine.]
You'll have to tell me how this happened. [pulling away slowly, she leaves her hands on his shoulders, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.] Over a drink, perhaps?
...sorry, I'd do it again in a heartbeat if it meant saving my sister. [But the way he smiles when he says it, maybe Milly will see how happy he is, despite his new handicaps. He keeps right on smiling as she pulls away and suggests a drink, but nods.] The story kind of sucks, and I'm not great at retells, but a drink might help. [He mostly means for her, he has no idea what to expect from drinking, himself. This is going to be disastrous.]
[she can't say she's pleased with his response at all, but he's smiling, and he hurt himself to save someone he cared about. could she say she'd do the same? it's a question she'll have to mull over later, because for now, she's so focused on tanjiro, shaking her head with an exasperated sigh.] You hero types are so... reckless! I can't stand it. But... I'm proud of you. I don't think that means much coming from me, but I mean it.
[once again, a sweet moment is ruined by her, because as soon as she says that, she lets go of him entirely, and walks over to her table to grab a bottle of vodka, and takes a swig directly from it.] Arms and eyes and hearts and what next... [she's muttering to herself for a moment, but she has a guest. pull it together, milly!] Alright, tell me what kinds of food you like. I'm gonna make you a drink that you'll love!
[He laughs, and the sound is a little rough around the edges, but he recovers quickly enough when she saunters off to take a shot directly from the bottle of vodka. He looks... actually a lot concerned about that, but she's the one that knows what she's doing here, not him.]
[Put on the spot about food, he stands up straighter and stammers for a moment.]
Uuhhm, I like snacks?? A lot, actually, we didn't really have potato chips at home, if it weren't for the Cordis metabolism I would absolutely get fat with the way I eat here. [He looks embarrassed. Also that is pretty entirely not what Milly was asking, but at least he's honest.]
[snacks, right, but mostly potato chips. a sweet boy loves his salt, huh? interesting. she's already trying to figure what drink to make, but decides on a shot of lunatian rum for his first drink. she pours a double for herself and hands him his gently.] Alright, this is going to be easy peasy. Just open up your throat and throw it back, okay? No sipping!
[she clinks her glass against his, and does exactly as she's explained, no chaser necessary. but it might be wise to grab a bottle of water for tanjiro...] Okay, your turn!
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[Tanjiro maybe you're just special because you're just about the only person he's sweet toward??]
No I definitely think that's more like step like... a lot more than one. I don't really know how to gauge how many steps there are in this kind of thing.
But... thank you, for your encouragement.
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does he do that often?
more importantly does he terrorise YOU with sandwiches???
theres either a lot of steps or none at all but i dont know where this fits... but maybe i dont need to idk
youre so welcome! anything for you honey! you need anything at all and ive got your back 10000%
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I really wish I could say I was surprised.
I'm sorry, regardless. I hope one day he'll show you he's not always a terror.
Just... probably 75% of always.
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Fits probably somewhere along the line of "I've been intimate with my best friend who was also raised by wild boars", and about how much sense that makes to most people.
I've gotta like... make you something.
Dinner maybe?
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ive been terrorised by much worse men with much worse than a sandwich
i can handle a boy and a blt!
[raised by wild boars... the boar head makes so much more sense now, but also, less sense? god, inosuke, you crazy, confusing mystery man.]
we can make it make sense! might take some time but itl all come together
no way! dont worry about anything like that. we can order take-out and celebrate tho... we can drink to your success and enjoy a nest!
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Milly-san I'm only seventeen, I don't think I'm supposed to be drinking by the age laws here.
[But he'll probably indulge her anyway.]
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riiiiiight?
not to peer pressure you or anything though
you do what you want! im just trying to have a good time with you and toast to your bravery
[and possibly present him with a "congrats on the sex" cake.]
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Well, I mean, you've got a point?
I guess I'd rather figure it out with somebody I know is safe than get mixed up at a party like a lot of modern kids talk about.
I'm an absolute wuss about group gatherings so that seems like a really terrible plan for me in general, though.
Can I pick up takeout or something on the way?
[Narrator Voice: He absolutely could not handle some drinks.]
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pinky swear!
youre totally safe with me... safer than going to a party too. people sometimes put awful things in your drinks and make the party less than fun for sure
but ill protect you and youll see exactly what im doing the whole time! no tricks! no games! just what you want
(yes you can pick up takeout but you better choose something good!)
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I trust you, Milly-san. :)
But, oh, no pressure!
You don't have any allergies, do you?
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no allergies and no rush!
T H E N E S T is being prepared as we speak ;)
[cue picture of her laying on all her bedthings. again. it's for the nest though]
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["Shocky things for people's hearts".]
[He's already on his way to go find food for them though, and pauses to chuckle at her picture of her sprawled amongst their little inside joke of nested bedding.]
[And it's probably less than thirty minutes before he's bumping into her doorbell with his forehead because his hands (and arms) are full-- he couldn't decide what to get, so he's shown up with a pizza, two plastic bags from different takeout places, and a bag on each arm with different sorts of drinks. Help him.]
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ur a smart guy
im sure you can figure out how to use a shocky thing if needed!
but better if we DONT need it right? :)
[she wonders what he's going to pick up for them as she tidies up the space for him. she should've figured everything, though, as that's what he's holding when he arrives at her door. immediately, she rushes to help him in, grabbing bags from his arms to place them on the countertop.]
Geez, you bought out the whole city, huh? [she says with a smile, unbagging items as he is freed from food mountain.]
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Well, I didn't know what you wanted, so I wanted to make sure I got a variety... [Pizza, probably Chinese, maybe tacos. Plus bottled tea, a few sodas, and a six pack of water. The one thing he knew about alcohol was that you had to drink water while you drank it or things would be Bad.]
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[except she's got all her booze out on her kitchen table, which is very different from what he's brought. still, he came prepared, and so did she, and once everything is laid out for them to appraise, she moves to give him a gentle hug, arms slung over his shoulders as she rests her head against his.]
I'm glad you're here— [you thought this was a sweet moment? no. she immediately ruins it with] —Mister Sex-haver.
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[And of course, then she ruins it by embarrassing him, and he splutters, turning about the same shade of burgundy as his hair.]
I-- yes, that's a thing I've had now.
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Yeah, it is... [she set up the joke so she could tease him mercilessly, but now she's got other things to worry about.] Hey, what happened to you? Is your arm okay? And your eye! Sorry if you're self conscious about it but... I'm worried!
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Ah, yeah, it's fine. My arm..., is kinda useless, I can't feel it below the elbow, and I can't grip anything with my hand, and I can't see from this eye. But its okay, really! [He's a little self-conscious, but more to the end of fearing he won't be as helpful.]
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Who did this to you. [a question, but said a bit forcefully.] You tell me who did this to you and they'll wish they were never born. [oh, she can't fight, so she's full of shit, but give her a sword and point her in the direction of whoever hurt her boy, and she'll land at least one good hit. just for him.] Tanjiro...
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...you're looking at him. I did it to myself, Milly. [He leaves off the honorific, this time. It's not for a loss of respect, it's... Well, maybe it's because he doesn't use honorifics with those he's closest to. He really wants her to understand this. And it's not a lie, not really-- Muzan may have been the cause of the blows that initially lost him his arm and eye, but he'd been the one to regain them and then destroy their source, rendering them useless.]
[His good hand sitting on hers might be shaking, just a little bit.]
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Don't you ever do anything like that ever again, you hear me? [she can't, and won't, make him promise that to her, because she knows a man on a mission is difficult to stop, and she's not going to stand between someone and what they need to do, but it feels like he didn't need to hurt himself like that. to lose an arm and an eye... she can't imagine.]
You'll have to tell me how this happened. [pulling away slowly, she leaves her hands on his shoulders, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.] Over a drink, perhaps?
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...sorry, I'd do it again in a heartbeat if it meant saving my sister. [But the way he smiles when he says it, maybe Milly will see how happy he is, despite his new handicaps. He keeps right on smiling as she pulls away and suggests a drink, but nods.] The story kind of sucks, and I'm not great at retells, but a drink might help. [He mostly means for her, he has no idea what to expect from drinking, himself. This is going to be disastrous.]
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[once again, a sweet moment is ruined by her, because as soon as she says that, she lets go of him entirely, and walks over to her table to grab a bottle of vodka, and takes a swig directly from it.] Arms and eyes and hearts and what next... [she's muttering to herself for a moment, but she has a guest. pull it together, milly!] Alright, tell me what kinds of food you like. I'm gonna make you a drink that you'll love!
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[Put on the spot about food, he stands up straighter and stammers for a moment.]
Uuhhm, I like snacks?? A lot, actually, we didn't really have potato chips at home, if it weren't for the Cordis metabolism I would absolutely get fat with the way I eat here. [He looks embarrassed. Also that is pretty entirely not what Milly was asking, but at least he's honest.]
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[she clinks her glass against his, and does exactly as she's explained, no chaser necessary. but it might be wise to grab a bottle of water for tanjiro...] Okay, your turn!
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it's riot punch time :)
good bc tbh tanjiro is already a riot
my fave riot too
he's a good riot.
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