Tanjiro Sun Breathing Novels & Stories

Fight the hand that’s trailing down my abdomen and into the band of my pants. My best friend’s fingers greet my slick slower lips, whipping lightning through my system as Hiro turns the simple art of breathing into the most complex equation in existence. I don’t know which end is up. Can’t process anything he’s saying, let alone that I’m holding on to the back of his neck while his free hand collars mine.

When I'm in the process of hyperventilating, Elliot takes my hand in his own, providing me with the courage that I need right now. “Look at me, Willow.” His soothing voice calms me down. “Look at me closely and copy my breathing pattern, alright?” Unknowingly, I nod my head. I didn't know I was breathing fast, too fast for my own good. Elliot breathes in sharply, gesturing to me to follow his action. I listen to him and try my best to follow him, breathing in sharply. When he breathes out, I do the same. In a few seconds, I realise my breathing pattern has come back to normal, all this while I don't take my eyes off of him.

He drags me into a hug, giving me a chance to pull away if I want. I threw myself into his arms, openly sobbing as I desperately tried to remember how to breathe. He ran his massive hands over my waist-long hair, releasing it from its now misshapen ponytail and sweeping it away from my face. “Breath, in through your nose, out through your mouth, that’s it. Breathe with me now, love.” He holds me close and breathes with me until my tears have dried, and my breathing is even.

Ashera added. Rose was a user of the Emotionless Sutra, Daisy’s mental technique was Mermaid’s Breath, and Sunflower’s mental technique was called Kirin’s Light. “Now that you mention it, what is Mane’s identity?” Sunflower asked with a stern expression on her face. That was something she was really interested in. Daisy’s ears perked up slightly hearing Sunflower’s question. She obviously wanted to know this too. “Not yet,” Ashera shook her head and denied Sunflower’s request. “Why not?” Sunflower questioned.

- Sunny using the first position of drunken style, sunny raise his dagger along with it like a flood of memory the steps and technique rush to memories of Sunny though it hurts so much he never interrupts his focus. Following the movement in his memories, he imitates it though it was not perfect but the Gigante don’t have spare time for him and smash its palm towards him? Sunny moves to the right but suddenly stop, and like flowing water he changed his direction to the left bag! Sunny successfully dodge the attack from the space between its finger

Javan quietly takes Addison’s hand and places it on his own chest, over his own heart. “Copy me.” Javan’s calm voice speaks. “In for 3, hold for 2 and out for 4, copy me.” Addison does. For several moments she keeps her eyes closed as she copies Javan’s deep breathes. Once her breathing is under control Addison opens her eyes, but she doesn’t meet Javan’s.

><><><><>~♥♥~<><><><>< "Breathe. Breathe. Breathe, Amaury. Why the heck aren't you breathing?!... Hold on... you're breathing, you're just not getting this right!". He scolded himself. His problems had been resurfacing lately and they were really getting to him.

Just as the darkness threatened to consume him, a firm hand grabbed his arm and yanked him upward. The surface broke with a gasp, Alex choking and coughing as water poured from his lungs. His throat burned, tears streaming down his face as he struggled to stay afloat. “Breathe!” a voice commanded sharply, cutting through his haze of confusion. Alex turned, still coughing, and saw Tanaka treading water beside him. The older wolf’s expression was calm but intense. “Focus, Alex,” Tanaka urged. “Just breathe.” Alex sucked in a shaky breath, his lungs stinging with every inhale. “What… what’s happening?” he managed between coughs.

“Fine. Focus.” The condensed light pulsed once, then settled. It felt heavier now, like holding something with real weight. My arms shook with the effort. “How long?” I asked through clenched teeth. Storm checked the position of the sun. “Ten breaths.” “That’s insane.” “You’re on six.” I couldn't help but curse under my breath at this but I held on. Sweat dripped down my spine, and my vision was practically blurring at the edges. The light tugged against me, testing my grip, but I didn't let it spill.