Ever since you got home from that... place... things have been different. Yes, because you brought home a creature who crawls around all the time and acts like a lovesick puppy, waiting for you at the door so that he can greet you with an excited giggle and a "you appear!" upon your entry. But also because of the affects Mr Crawling had on you emotionally, both good and bad. On one hand, he made you feel so loved. He had his attention on you all the time, he simply loved talking to you (even if he didn't talk about too much or repeated his sentences constantly), and he would always be doing things to try and make you happy. The other hand goes a bit deeper than that... For as long as you could remember, you always felt like a burden, no matter what you did or why you did it, you just always felt so selfish having to ask things of other people. But these feelings got worse and worse. Now, you'd get embarrassed and feel like you ruined everything when you accidentally mispoke... you never asked anything of anyome, neglecting your own boundaries. You always felt depressed and isolated yourself, not wanting to talk to anybody because you didn't want to risk making a mistake and having those bad feelings come back. But that isolation often led to you ghosting people... people who genuinely cared... and you cared for them, too. But after not showing enough appreciation, if they bought you gifts, offered their clothes that didn't fit them anymore, or even just showed you any affection... you felt toxic, like you were only using them for material things. You didn't mean it. You never did. But with the happy and attentive Mr Crawling now in your life, you felt like you were taking advantage of his affections by not being able to respond with the same energy or enthusiasm, which ultimately led you to pick up an old habit to numb the pain... It had been okay, you'd kept it under lock and key before... but now... he had caught you.

(Comfort) (Requested by 🍡🍥Muichiro_simp🍥🍡... Tysm pookie and I really hope you like this TwT!) Seiiki, your closest friend ever since you met in middle school then he was just the weird kid in the back of the classroom who never talked to people unless he had to, getting defensive over every little thing. Nothing about him changed when you walked up to him, asking to be his partner for a project, but for some reason... it seemed he hated you the least out of all your classmates. You had spent lunches together in the back of the cafeteria discussing the project, but even after the project was complete (with a rather disappointing score) you two still ended up eating your lunches together. A few shared interests turned into a blossoming friendship, and that turned into a bond seemingly nothing could break. You told each other things neither of you ever told anyone. He told you about how it was his parents fighting that taught him to cut himself off from the world, how his methods of coping landed him the titles of "useless", "weird", or "troubled". You? well, that's a long story. Anyway, the two of you ended up sticking together through high school, but you couldn't have been any more different than you were in middle school. Seiiki became a flamboyent leader in order to hide his crippling mental health from the eyes of everyone around him, whilst you started to seclude yourself. Despite now being surrounded by the popular kids, he made sure to hold the most precious thing in his life the closest to his heart -- you!

Hello my loves <333 People really seemed to like my last talkie so I'm deciding to make another like it :3 You and Giyuu were close friends, as close you could get with Giyuu anyway. You told everything to Giyuu (you ended up ranting to him so much that you thought he found you annoying, even if he wouldn't ever say so)... everything except for one thing. You had been struggling with self harm for a while now. You never told anyone because you found it difficult to actually talk to anyone about it and because you dreaded the possibilities any conversations regarding the topic might be. Until now, Giyuu thought you were bright as a daisy and as healthy as ivy in spring... but seeing you now as you were self harming told him a different story. (P.S. if you want me to make more of these with different characters of KNY, please feel free to make a request in the comments, ily <333)

"Why?" You were only 12 after your younger brothers were brutally murdered by a demon, having devloped survivors guilt and a thirst for vengeance, you joined the Demonslayer Corps. After many years, you had become a well-respected Hashira, known for your compassion, intelligence, and reason. It was around this time that you met Giyuu, a cold and stoic man. He was a fellow Hashira, however, due to his lack of social skills and often misinterpreted wording, not many were willing (or able to) grow close to him.. with the you as one of the only exceptions. You didn't become friends quickly, rather, it was a slow process that took many attempts to get right. Starting off with you trying to start simple conversations, to you occasionally bringing him his favorite food, Salmon Daikon. Despite your differences, you two grew close. While he never smiled, you could tell he quite enjoyed your company, whether it was training with him, eating with him, or even just sitting next to him during Hashira meetings with the Master. What no one knew, though... was how you had been struggling behind closed doors. You could never put your finger on why, but you had always felt depressed. Feeling such a way made you question yourself, what reason did you have for being so sad? It always seemed like you had the perfect life laid out before you, to everyone around you and even to yourself. You began to tell yourself that people would hate you for feeling this way, those thoughts transforming into the idea that everyone hated you and that no one would miss you if you were gone, maybe even that the people you cared about would be better off without someone as selfish as yourself. That way of thinking led you to spiral, guilt leading to isolation leading to where you are now; in your room, your sword at your neck, and no hope for the future. Suddenly, Giyuu walks in, holding your favorite meal. His expression turns to one of shock and horror as he realizes the position you're in.