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Sanemi x Kanae SaneKana biceps muscle headlock happy Kanae

Sanemi x Kanae SaneKana biceps muscle headlock happy Kanae

Boyfriend’s biceps 💪🏼
#さねカナ #sanekana

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old sanekana art 🍃🌸

#鬼滅の刃 ##demonslayer #kny #sanemi #kanae #sanekana

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There's something inherently wrong about the way she allows him to touch her. The callouses on his fingertips rough on the soft velvet of her skin. He feels like a brewing storm come to uproot her garden. All jittery nerves and a whole lot of anger, bringing with him grey clouds and a thunderous heart that just doesn't know how to stop feeling. And a mind that doesn't know where to direct any of it.

There's something inherently wrong about the way she allows him to touch her. The callouses on his fingertips rough on the soft velvet of her skin. He feels like a brewing storm come to uproot her garden. All jittery nerves and a whole lot of anger, bringing with him grey clouds and a thunderous heart that just doesn't know how to stop feeling. And a mind that doesn't know where to direct any of it.

Breath of Flowers in the Wind

Summary: A small moment of vulnerability.

Or Sanemi is hurt and Kanae hurts with him.

AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/74727576

#demonslayer #kimetsunoyaiba #sanekana #sanemi #kanae

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🩸🌺🩸

Doodle

#sanekana

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Kiss her on the mouth!

#sanekana #mitsukana #doukana

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Image shows a digital drawing of Kanae Kocho and Sanemi Shinazugawa from the back view. They are sitting at a porch and embracing each other. The Background shows the night sky, a fence and a tree with leaves falling on the grass.

Image shows a digital drawing of Kanae Kocho and Sanemi Shinazugawa from the back view. They are sitting at a porch and embracing each other. The Background shows the night sky, a fence and a tree with leaves falling on the grass.

Day 3: Cuddling 🌸🍃
#sanekanaweek2025

#kny #鬼滅の刃 #不死川実弥
#胡蝶カナエ #sanemi #kanae
#sanekana

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Image shows a digital drawing of Sanemi Shinazugawa and Kanae Kocho from Demon Slayer. Sanemi is shown carrying a tray of macha and ohagi while Kanae is sitting at the table. Both are smiling and blushing.

Image shows a digital drawing of Sanemi Shinazugawa and Kanae Kocho from Demon Slayer. Sanemi is shown carrying a tray of macha and ohagi while Kanae is sitting at the table. Both are smiling and blushing.

Day 2: Love Language 🍃🌸
#sanekanaweek2025

#kny #鬼滅の刃 #不死川実弥
#胡蝶カナエ #sanemi #kanae
#sanekana

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#sanekanaweek2025 Day 4: Angst 🥀
#sanekana #KNY

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Image shows a digital drawing of Sanemi Shinazugawa holding Kanae Kocho's hand while turning his head away. Kanae is looking at Sanemi and has her hand over her mouth. Both are blushing.

Image shows a digital drawing of Sanemi Shinazugawa holding Kanae Kocho's hand while turning his head away. Kanae is looking at Sanemi and has her hand over her mouth. Both are blushing.

Catching up on #sanekanaweek2025 !
Day 1: Confession 🍃🌸🍃🌸

#kny #鬼滅の刃 #不死川実弥
#胡蝶カナエ #sanemi #kanae
#sanekana

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#sanekanaweek2025 Day 1: First Sight 🍃🩷
#sanekana #KNY

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“It's silly to say out loud. To end suffering is the only goal I seek.”

They carried him in just before sunrise; unconscious on dear Goto’s back. The kakushi’s eyes were solemn. Quietly resigned to the fates many slayers faced. Fates the kakushi are only too familiar with. They had set off on this mission with two. Only one returns. Rough rasping breaths with blood dried all over his cold skin. They place his body in the center of one of the medical beds. Most of the major injuries already cleaned and bandaged with care but still bleeding through the many layers of gauze. He’s become adept at coagulating his own blood, even unconscious like this. But Kanae remembers a time when blood flowed from his wounds like water. The red spilling sluggishly over his skin, and under it - leaving mottled red bruises on his too pale skin. Hemophilia, according to her Western textbooks. A rare blood disease on top of his marechi. She still doesn’t know how he’d survived so long. Cursed to live, he would say

“It's silly to say out loud. To end suffering is the only goal I seek.” They carried him in just before sunrise; unconscious on dear Goto’s back. The kakushi’s eyes were solemn. Quietly resigned to the fates many slayers faced. Fates the kakushi are only too familiar with. They had set off on this mission with two. Only one returns. Rough rasping breaths with blood dried all over his cold skin. They place his body in the center of one of the medical beds. Most of the major injuries already cleaned and bandaged with care but still bleeding through the many layers of gauze. He’s become adept at coagulating his own blood, even unconscious like this. But Kanae remembers a time when blood flowed from his wounds like water. The red spilling sluggishly over his skin, and under it - leaving mottled red bruises on his too pale skin. Hemophilia, according to her Western textbooks. A rare blood disease on top of his marechi. She still doesn’t know how he’d survived so long. Cursed to live, he would say

To End Suffering

AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/71513866

In which I attempt to write Kanae as an actual medical practitioner

Gonna be watching the movie in an hour and I wanted to post this before then

#demonslayer #sanekana #sanemi #kanae

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You cannot force him she reminds herself for every day that he crawls out of bed looking for new ways to get himself killed. He doesn't want to be healed and she cannot force him.

Shinazugana Sanemi has been made a pillar!

Sorai returns this time with the news and neither of them can ignore it any longer. Shinazugawa Sanemi has been made a pillar and the master awaits his appearance.

“Sanemi,” she grabs him by the arm as he passes by. “You're not ready.”
“I'll be fine,” he grunts. But he doesn't shake her off.
“The bleeding hasn't stopped-“
“So what?”
“So wh-” frustration leaking from her voice. “You can't fight demons if you're dead.”
He is silent.
“That is what you want isn't it? That's why you followed Masachika to this life?”
His silence is always louder here.
“You know you can rest here. Until you can stand on your own two feet, rest here.”
She sighs and moves on.
 
Sanemi doesn't want to be healed. Kanae must force him.

You cannot force him she reminds herself for every day that he crawls out of bed looking for new ways to get himself killed. He doesn't want to be healed and she cannot force him. Shinazugana Sanemi has been made a pillar! Sorai returns this time with the news and neither of them can ignore it any longer. Shinazugawa Sanemi has been made a pillar and the master awaits his appearance. “Sanemi,” she grabs him by the arm as he passes by. “You're not ready.” “I'll be fine,” he grunts. But he doesn't shake her off. “The bleeding hasn't stopped-“ “So what?” “So wh-” frustration leaking from her voice. “You can't fight demons if you're dead.” He is silent. “That is what you want isn't it? That's why you followed Masachika to this life?” His silence is always louder here. “You know you can rest here. Until you can stand on your own two feet, rest here.” She sighs and moves on. Sanemi doesn't want to be healed. Kanae must force him.

The sound of wooden swords echo in the dead of her estate. Every hit thumps out the messy rhythm of their hearts. Every step inches closer to certain death. The dance of the shinigami echoed in their fight against demons. But who is the demon this time?

Her motions, arranged like a bouquet, are graceful. Forms of mercy in every swing. She’s holding back, he knows. Has seen her fight with every ounce of her body. She shouldn't. He's numb. Can barely feel the cuts on his skin. The bruises in his bones. She shouldn't care how many times she hits him. How many stitches it tears open. Shouldn’t care how bruised his heart already is. What’s one more injury in the multitude of pain? His movements are too wild. Too predictable. Leaving himself open to her attacks.
And there she is with a single jab to his bandaged throat. Swift and precise. His breath catches, coughing out blood. The burning tears first come from his struggling gasps. Air unable to enter his broken throat. 
“Get up. You wanted a fight. So fight.”
The aching tears come next from frustration. From his weakness. From his lack. He spits and hacks out blood from his long damaged throat. He doesn’t yield. Never yields. It’s something she hates about him, always fighting, never stopping to live for himself even for just a moment. He’ll never yield. Sanemi would rather die with his sword in hand.

And perhaps there is admiration there too. In the stubborn way he refuses to loose. In the stubborn way he protects them with nothing more than a sword and his convictions. Because she does the same. Her sword would snap in twain before she ever gives up. Her body, taken to its limits before she quits this life.

The sound of wooden swords echo in the dead of her estate. Every hit thumps out the messy rhythm of their hearts. Every step inches closer to certain death. The dance of the shinigami echoed in their fight against demons. But who is the demon this time? Her motions, arranged like a bouquet, are graceful. Forms of mercy in every swing. She’s holding back, he knows. Has seen her fight with every ounce of her body. She shouldn't. He's numb. Can barely feel the cuts on his skin. The bruises in his bones. She shouldn't care how many times she hits him. How many stitches it tears open. Shouldn’t care how bruised his heart already is. What’s one more injury in the multitude of pain? His movements are too wild. Too predictable. Leaving himself open to her attacks. And there she is with a single jab to his bandaged throat. Swift and precise. His breath catches, coughing out blood. The burning tears first come from his struggling gasps. Air unable to enter his broken throat. “Get up. You wanted a fight. So fight.” The aching tears come next from frustration. From his weakness. From his lack. He spits and hacks out blood from his long damaged throat. He doesn’t yield. Never yields. It’s something she hates about him, always fighting, never stopping to live for himself even for just a moment. He’ll never yield. Sanemi would rather die with his sword in hand. And perhaps there is admiration there too. In the stubborn way he refuses to loose. In the stubborn way he protects them with nothing more than a sword and his convictions. Because she does the same. Her sword would snap in twain before she ever gives up. Her body, taken to its limits before she quits this life.

Yeah... not gonna be able to post to AO3 until tomorrow due to maintenance (since apparently I cant read) so here's a snippet of what I was gonna post

#sanemi #kanae #sanekana

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Two arospecs fall in lov- domestic bliss

I fully set out to write Kanae as allo but my aro brain said no

#kny #sanekana #sanemi #kanae

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สาวเหนือเขาสู้กลับ หนุ่มใต้เอาไงต่อครับ

( #giyuushino #กิชิ #sanekana #ซาเนคานา #obamitsu #โอบามิตสึ #uzuitengen #tengenwives )

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I decided to open my platonic hanahaki AUs and it turns out I havent touched them since Valentines Day

#demonslayer #sanekana #saneren #rensane #Digimon #tominagaryo #momozukatakuma

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Happy birthday Sanemi! 🙊
#Sanekana #Sanemi #Kanae
www.patreon.com/posts/sanemi...

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