purr269962

[purr269962]

Hii💕

I saw your tsukishima fic and I am invested to say the least! Would you be open to write more oneshots for him? If yes, maybe the beginning of their relationship and how his teammembers/friends reacted?

Tyyy and have a nice day/night!

YES OF COURSEEEEEE

‘meeting his teammates’

-masterlist-

661 words

feels strange not writing abt genya for once BUT HERE WE ARE i hope you enjoy!

also super short i’m so sorry

you had been dating tsukishima for about two weeks now. you knew he played volleyball, only really knowing yamaguchi yourself.

it was a chilly fall day when the dismissal bell rang. you packed your bag and slung it over your shoulder, noticing how your boyfriend left one of his notebooks on his desk. you look around for yamaguchi, but he already left.

you hum and think about where he could be, getting an uneasy feeling in your stomach when you realize he’s at practice.

you’d never met any of his other teammates, only knowing that they’re apparently very annoying from how tsukishima talks about them.

maybe you could just give it back to him tomorrow? no… he needs it for his homework tonight. could you just give it to him after practice? no.. you didn’t feel like waiting.

you finally sigh and start your way towards the gym.

—

*slam!*

“nice hinata!” tanaka barks

hinata beams and rubs his tingly palm against his cheek.

“you’re a weirdo.” tsukishima mutters, facing the net

“i like the way it makes my hand feel! like it’s on fire or something!”

“what the hell?—“

you peer into the gym, biting the inside of your cheek. you’ve seen these people before. you had a class with the orange haired one… until he got moved into a lower one after two days.

you jump when a girl appears by the door. “looking for someone?” her voice is smooth

“uhh.. yeah- tsukishima—“

“KIYOKOOOOOO!!~~” a voice sings out and stops once he lays his eyes on you.

it’s a short boy with brown hair and a blonde streak in the front. his eyes widen impossibly large. “WHOS THAT?” he shouts, making everyone turn their attention to you.

even tsukishima. he looks like he just got punched in the stomach when he sees you in the doorway with his notebook.

“hey tsukki isn’t that your notebook?” yamaguchi says kindly before shutting up when he sees tsukishimas terrified face

a bald-headed boy and the short one from before bound up to you behind kiyoko

“who’re you?” the bald one

“you’re cute!” the short one says

“leave her alone” tsukishima wriggles his way between the two, shoving them out of the way before he blocks everyone’s view of you with his tall stature

“you forgot this” you hold it out and he takes it

“…thanks…” his face is red and it’s clear he’s embarrassed

“why are you guys not going through the drill??” a tall third year with brown hair comes up with a furious look on his face

“can you guys just mind your business?” tsukki snaps, turning his head to look at them.

they all piece it together. his red face and ears, your bag having a keychain that they’ve seen on his before, the tension.

“IS THAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND???!” hinata squeals and everyone goes nuts

“girlfriend?!”

“hah! didn’t know you had it in you buddy!” a clap to tsukishimas shoulder

“aw she’s cute too!”

as everyone interrogates him, you spot yamaguchi and wave shyly. he waves back with a smile.

“how long?”

“how did she fall for such a dense guy like tsukishima, huh??”

a long, loud whistle, silences everyone

“what the hell is going on?” the coach in his tracksuit stomps over

“tsukishima has a girlfriend!” sugawara puts his hands on the tall boys shoulders

“…” coach ukai’s face is utterly dumbfounded “so? get back to your drills! our scrimmage with nekoma is in three days!” he lifts the whistle to blow it again before everyone groans in protest, already walking back to the court

tsukishima adjusts his grip on the notebook before looking back at you “see. annoying.”

“i can see that now. sorry for interrupting..”

“it’s- whatever. i’ll text you when practice is over.”

you nod

“and thanks” he nods his head and turns around before jogging to his bag.

“bye kei!” you call out and he tenses

“SHE SAID HIS FIRST NAME!!!” everyone shrieks out

[purr269962]

Heyaa, I really really love ur genya fics they are deliciously good!!!

If u find the time would u maybe write a continuation of reader meeting his family ? Where it's obviously a bit different from the first one, maybe reader and genya are at his house and his mother is leaving so they have to kinda babysit? (Maybe also some sanemi crumbs 👀)

If not it's totally fine and I'm happy to read anything you post

♡

yess ofc!! i love sprinkling in sanemi whenever i can. thank you so much and i hope you enjoy!!

‘babysitting his family’

-masterlist-

modern

2.1k words

i honestly don’t know how to babysit bc i’m the youngest so i’m sorry if this isn’t very accurate

you were sitting at your desk in your room about to do your summer homework after pushing it off for two months. you sigh and open your laptop just to slam it the second you hear your phone chime. you walk to your bed with your phone, flopping onto your stomach and tapping on the notification, grinning when you see it’s from genya.

genya: wanna come over?

i need help

you: what

you furrow your brows and the your text is marked with ‘read’

you: gen?

genya: come over now pls i need your help w something

you: like what

genya: bro just pls

you sigh and get up from your bed, pulling on a random jacket and grabbing your keys, typing out on your phone with one hand as you call out to your parents that you’re leaving

“where are you going?” your mom calls from the kitchen

“…” you’re too focused on texting him back that you didn’t hear her.

“(name)!”

“what??” you shout as you send the text

you: coming rn

“where are you going?” she repeats louder

“genyas!” you roll your eyes, grabbing the front door handle

“oh! tell his mom i said hi!” her tone is immediately kinder and you scoff

“‘kay. bye!” you walk out the door, swinging your keys around your finger.

you reread the texts as you walk to your car, shaking your head before starting it and taking off.

—

you knock on the door and his mom pulls it open, her eyes lighting up when she sees you

“ah, (name)!” she lets you in and pulls you in for a warm hug, kissing your cheek.

“is everything okay? genya texted me and-“

“oh im so glad you guys will watch the little ones for me!” she cups your face

you furrow your brows in confusion before realizing genya tricked you. and now you’re trapped.

“haha.. yeah! no problem!” just then you see genya appear behind his mom with a sheepish expression

“i’ll only be gone for a few hours. a lot of kids means a lot of groceries, yknow?” she pats your face before grabbing her purse and keys

“don’t be afraid to text me if anything goes wrong! bye now!” she waves before leaving the house.

once the door closes you snap your head to genya

“i’m sorr—“

“i thought something was wrong! you just wanted me to help babysit??” you furrow your brows

“it’s usually easy! sanemi’s usually in charge but he’s working later tonight so…” he looks down. “it’ll be fun. i swear.”

you sigh and gently punch his arm “you’re annoying.”

just then you hear sumi and shuya all chant your name like a prayer when they spot you.

—

you’ve decided to just all just hang out in the living room until dinner time. koto playing with his toys on the floor, sumi and shuya playing with their action figures and barbies together on the coffee table, and teiko sits on the couch with her phone while hiroshi listens to music in his headphones with his forearm covering his eyes. you and genya sit on the couch, the tv playing as background noise as you talk.

“(name)! play barbies with me!!” sumi cries out suddenly “shuya isn’t playing girly enough!”

“well you’re not playing boy-ly enough!” he shoots back, making her whine and shove a barbie doll into your hands before you can protest.

you sigh and slide off the couch to sit on the floor at the coffee table.

“what’re we playing?” you ask

“barbie princess mermaid vampires!” she cheers and you snort

“that’s dumb, sumi.” teiko says, blowing a bubble with her gum before popping it between her teeth, tapping away on her phone

“you’re dumb!” she spits back before her bottom lip quivers and she runs into your arms, softly crying.

“hey hey! it’s okay… we can play barbie princess… uhhh—“

“barbie princess mermaid vampires??” she finishes your sentence and looks up with glossy eyes and you nod reluctantly.

genya watches and snickers to himself before taking to scold the twins for throwing pillows at each other.

—

once dinner time rolls around you help out genya in the kitchen

“the twins are both picky eaters, and the other three will eat pretty much anything. koto does struggle with chewing sometimes so i say we give him something more mushy…” he rambles on as he looks through the fridge

“can we have ice cream for dinner, genya?” shuya pleads with puppy dog eyes

“no.”

“waaa! you’re mean!!”

“you gotta eat real food like mom says!” genya shuts the fridge and goes to open the freezer to see if there’s anything he can just toss into the air fryer

“popsicles!!” shuya begs

“no, shuya!”

shuya huffs out and whines, stomping his little feet back to the living room.

“teiko! hiroshi! set the table!” genya calls out and they don’t answer.

“(name), can you get them please?” he turns to you, looking exhausted and you pat his puffed cheek

“i can set the table, gen”

“they need to learn how to do it—“

“let me take care of it, yeah? you focus on getting dinner together”

he goes silent and turns back to the freezer as you leave the kitchen to go to the living room where the twins are sitting on the couch

“hey guys” you lean in the doorway and they both look up, hiroshi taking his headphones off

“wanna help me set the table?” you ask softly

they both grumble before hiroshi stands. “fine..”

“i will too” teiko hops up and together the three of you set the table up

“so sanemi usually takes care of you guys?” you say as you set out napkins and silverware.

“yeah. he’s usually way meaner so i think we’re all just taking advantage of the fact that genya doesn’t know what he’s doing” hiroshi snorts and teiko kicks his leg

“dude! why’re you telling her? she’s gonna tell genya—“

“i won’t. i will say though… he’s doing his best.”

“did he rope you into this?” teiko crosses her arms

“maybe. that’s not the point though…” you respond, caught.

“he just wanted someone else to play dolls with sumi” she chuckles. “she always makes him put on his ‘girl voice’.”

“really??” you all laugh together

“you probably think we’re a mess, huh?” hiroshi sighs as he wipes down the table.

“a mess?”

“loud… crowded… i dunno.”

“i never said that”

“probably thought it” teiko adds

“it’s different from my house for sure. i like spending time with you guys though. and playing dolls i guess…” you scratch your cheek

“you think you and genya are gonna have a lot of kids?” teiko blurts out suddenly

“wha—?!“

“dinner!!” genya shouts throughout the house, making an army of little footsteps pitter pattering from the living room to the dining room.

he walks in with his hands full of plates as his siblings crowd around him, taking their respective dish. he sets down kotos on the table for him before hoisting the little boy up and sitting him down, patting his buzzed head with his palm which is nearly the same size.

as everyone starts chowing down on their food, genya nods you over into the kitchen. you follow

“chef genya?” you tease and he scoffs, grabbing a tub of ice cream from the freezer

“for us” he clarifies before grabbing a spoon and handing it to you.

you both sit on the kitchen counter and feast on the ice cream as his siblings eat in the room adjacent. you consume it quick enough that you toss the empty tub away before his siblings start coming into the kitchen with their dirty dishes, setting them in the sink.

“i’ll help with dishes” you stand behind genya and wrap your arms around his torso before scooching next to him and dousing the plates and silverware in dish soap

as you both hum to yourself and chat while washing the dishes you hear the front door open, a thumping footstep inside making it clear who it was

“nemi?” genya calls out and he walks into the kitchen

“you guys eat?” sanemi asks, leaning his body against the doorway

“uh-huh” genya nods you both look back.

“hi sanemi” you smile politely and he scrunches his face up

“why’re you here?”

“helping babysit” you nod to genya and he huffs

“are you gonna leave soon?” he crosses his arms

“nemi-“ genya pleads for some mercy

“i was just gonna head out whenever your mom gets back..”

sanemi shuffles, realizing how he may have come across. “you can stay. i don’t care. makes me not have to do anything” he shrugs

there’s an awkward silence before he leaves “i’ll be in my room” he mutters as he walks out

genya shakes his head as you both finish up dishes, feeling a tug on his shorts leg

���genya…?” koto says in his little voice

“what’s up bud?” he rests his hand on the kids head

“popsicleeeeee…” he rests his head on genya’s leg, which reaches just above his knee

you smile to yourself and grab two, crouching down in front of koto and offering them out to him. “give one of these to shuya, yeah?”

he takes them in his chubby hands and giggles happily

“what do you say?” genya nudges him with his foot

“thank you”

“you know her name, don’t you?”

“thank you, (name)” he says shyly, swaying side to side before running off

“you’re good with them.” you stand

“so are you” he smiles

“this is fun”

“so you’re glad i tricked you into doing this?” he smiles

“i’m annoyed you tricked me, but i’m glad i did this”

“sorry again” he takes your shoulders and pulls you in, resting his chin on top of your head

“this is really stressful though..” you sigh heavily “i don’t know how your mom does this everyday including you and sanemi”

“7 kids too much?” he hums, squeezing you tight

“a little…” you pause “teiko asked if we were gonna have that many kids one day”

he tenses. “she’s such an idiot..” he curses under his breath and you chuckle

“i say four at most” you shrug and pull back “sumi wanted to give me a makeover after dinner so… yeah.” you say before walking out, leaving him dumbfounded in the middle of the kitchen

—

sumi tries putting ponytails and braids into your hair, putting her butterfly clips and bows into your hair before she takes a random lipgloss and eyeshadow pallet (most likely from her moms makeup bag) and applies it to your face

“now you look ultra pretty!” she beams

“you think genya will agree?” you question, leaning in to look in the mirror, putting on your best poker face

“he always says you’re pretty!” she says it like it’s nothing, putting away the makeup

you blush.

“genyaaaaa!” she shouts out.

he comes in with shuya on his back and koto in his arms, a small smile crooking his lips when he sees you

“do i look pretty?” you turn around, flipping your hair

“uhhh- yeah. uh-huh” he sets the two boys down and comes over to you “who did this?”

“me duh!!” sumi crosses her arms

“ohh! wow- so pretty!” genya presses his fist to his mouth, trying not to laugh

“hey” sanemi’s voice from the doorway makes all of you jump and turn around “moms on her way home and she wants us to help carry—“ he trails off when he sees you. “what the hell happened to you?”

“what?” sumi frowns

“you look like you got socked in the face.” he scoffs and sumi whimpers softly before bawling her eyes out.

—

after another bit of hanging out and playing toys with the little ones, genyas mom finally gets home and pulls into the driveway. you, genya, and sanemi stand on the porch, ready to help.

your face is now wiped clean, although your eyelids a bit stained.

“hi!” their mom hops out of the car and comes up to you guys, although it seems like she’s only really talking to you. “everything go alright?”

“yep!” you smile

“alright. well you don’t have to help with the groceries so you can head out if you’d like”

“oh.. okay! thanks so much for having me over—“

“wait!!” five voices whine out from the threshold of the house “you’re leaving??”

“yeah? she doesn’t live here yknow” genya mumbles

they all whine and step onto the porch. “can we have a sleepover then??”

“uh….” you’re hesitant

they all look to their mother, pleading with wide eyes before their mother chuckles

“you guys are gonna tire her out. it’s her choice, not mine.” she crosses her arms, patting sanemi on the back as he moves off of the porch to retrieve the groceries, not wanting to be included in this discussion.

“um. i mean- i guess i can spend the night if it’s okay with your mom—“

“YAYYYYY!!!!”

[purr269962]

Not a request but take all the time you need! I've been reading your Genya oneshots and i really like them, but don't feel pressured to publish them or any other oneshots immediately

Burn out is not a fun thing to experience and if you need to take a longer break its okay

Sorry if i sound exaggerated, because you're already taking a break and i don't know you, i just wanted to say that, in case you're really burned out and feel you have to recover as soon as possible

Also sorry for the long message and probable bad english, it's not my first language

this is so sweet thank you so much!!

i’ll post the babysitting oneshot sometime today. but i think since im going to be a lot busier in august ill just start going towards posting one everyday or every other day. but of course ill keep you guys updated, and ill try not to just vanish without an explanation.

STAY TUNED I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!

[purr269962]

UPDATE:

tomorrow i’m not gonna post any new oneshots cause i lowkey need to touch grass and stuff. also bc i feel like my writing has been slacking lately because i rush when i write (if you couldn’t tell with my most recent ones..)

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WORKS IN PROGRESS: (that i’ll post on friday or over the weekend)

genya x reader: babysitting his siblings

tsukishima x reader: meeting his teammates

genya x reader: watching a horror movie

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i’m still taking requests so keep sending them in if you think of anything!! i’ll get to them as soon as possible

i LOVE all 17 of you guys and your support is what has been making me so active. i love bringing your little scenarios to life and it makes me so happy that you guys enjoy reading them as much as i enjoy writing them! i literally look forward to checking my inbox everyday and fangirling over your guys’s genius ideas 🩷🩷🩷

[purr269962]

Your writing style is so hihihihighwjshqiohiwhsis, in a very good way

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! ive lowkey been getting nervous bc my writing lately but this is so reassuring so thank you!!

[purr269962]

Maybe smth about Genya and the reader doing smth fun during the summer? Like camping or going to the beach…

FANK YOU!!!💕

coming right up!! decided to go w the beach cause i personally don’t like camping lol but i hope you enjoy!

‘beach’

-masterlist-

modern

1.9k words

note: i think it’s kinda funny that all of my requests come in whenever it’s night in my time so i always just wake up to stuff in my inbox. idk if it’s always the same person requesting but if not, it’s just a funny coincidence idk. NOT THAT I DONT LIKE IT i literally look forward to waking up and seeing my inbox filled with requests every morning now

(also can you tell i’m getting burnt out from how ass the pacing is)

it was a warm summer day.. so you decided to head to your nearest beach with your friends and boyfriend.

“look at those waves!” inosuke shouted, pointing a strong finger as the waves crashed onto the shore. he was probably five seconds away from full sprinting into them if it wasn’t for aoi holding onto him by the elbow.

“wait a second! you need to put on your sunscreen, remember?” she scolded and inosuke scoffed

“i don’t need sunscreen! my skin doesn’t get burnt!”

“you’re gonna get skin cancer one day!” she adds

“i’m immune!” he spits, probably not even knowing what that is before he wriggles out of her grip and zooms to the ocean

“hey-! you’re gonna regret it, inosuke!” she shouts after him but he probably can’t hear her over his excited cackling

“should we lay our towels here?” tanjiro was holding all of the supplies and beach bags. “it’s perfectly in the sun!”

you all agree and start setting out your stuff. you lay down your (fav color) towel next to genyas purple one. next to you, aoi lays out her light blue towel and inosukes darker blue one for him. then tanjiro lays out his green checkered towel and nezuko and kanao put down their purple and pink towels. finally zenitsu claims his spot next to nezuko with his orange and yellow towel with white triangles.

“where’s the sunscreen?” kanao asks tanjiro and he pulls out a bag solely for sunscreens.

there’s the spray kind, lotion kind, chapstick with spf, and face sunscreen. and multiples of each fill the bag to the top. everyone fishes out their personal preference and starts putting on their sunscreen.

“i’ll get your face gen” you say, taking the sunblock for him and he sighs

“i can do it, (name)—“

“you never get your face good enough. now cmere” you sit down on your towel and he sits across from you with a huff

you lean forward and delicately rub it all over his face, not missing a single spot. you take another glob and spread a thick coat over his scar.

“you want me to get your back?” you hum and he nods, turning around and pulling off his baggy tee in one swift movement.

you take a bottle of spf 50 and spray it all over his back, making him flinch at the sudden cold contact. you mutter soft apologies before you set it aside and rub it into his back, making sure you get the back of his neck and behind his ears, which he always seems to forget about.

he turns back around and grabs the bottle next “your turn”

you don’t even bother to protest as you take your coverup off and turn around. he starts doing the same to you, making sure he gets under the straps to your swim suit. he then rubs his palms on your shoulders and down your arms

“i got it from here gen-“

his hands still “oh. right.”

he stands and watches you apply the rest of your sunscreen, watching at how the sunscreen makings your skin glow beautifully in the sun, how your swim suit matches and flatters you in every way

“can i help you?” you peer up at him through your eyelashes and he short circuits

“no…” he looks away

“nezukoooo! i can help you put on sunscreen!”

“that’s okay! tanjiro already helped me!” she stands with kanao and aoi, walking away as they make their way over to the shore, making zenitsu deflate like a balloon.

“wanna swim?” you look at genya and take his hand and lead him to the water before he can even answer

the three other girls sit with their toes in the water, chatting. inosuke is punching and fighting the waves, shouting in victory as he jumps over them. zenitsu and tanjiro stay by the towels to watch the stuff and are writing things in the sand. you and genya emerge into the water together and float around.

after about an hour everyone meets up again at the towels and starts eating the sandwiches tanjiro packed for everyone.

you all sit and chat together, speaking about your summer plans

“nezuko and i are gonna take up more shifts at the bakery over the summer” tanjiro says

“i’m leaving in a few weeks to be a counselor at a summer camp” zenitsu sighs, it definitely not being his idea.

“im just volunteering for service hours” aoi shrugs

“interning at a pet clinic” kanao says in a shy voice, tanjiro looking at her proudly

“nothing? i’m gonna be living in the trees!!” inosuke howls with laughter, making everyone laugh awkwardly

“i’ll probably just be babysitting my little siblings all summer, i don’t have much else to do” genya says as he chews (foreshadowing to next oneshot???)

you finish off with saying your own plans, everyone nodding along before there’s a comfortable silence as you all eat your food.

before long, inosuke gets energized and begins digging in the sand.

“what’re you even looking for?” zenitsu scoffs and then gets a ball of wet sand to the face

“oh i know! we should make a sand castle!!” tanjiro lights up and everyone agrees

“hell yeah! for the kingdom of inosuke hashibira!” he pumps a fist into the air and no one says anything

you all begin forming together a castle with random buckets you guys found. inosuke was in charge of digging a hole around it to later put water in, zenitsu was in charge of shaping the castle itself, the three girls’s jobs were doing the finer details, and tanjiros job was using his phone for a reference picture.

after about an hour and a half, it was the most extravagant castle on the whole beach.

“something’s missing…” nezuko hums before she grins happily “seashells!”

“(name), genya, you go find some. you guys have just been standing there watching us do all the hard work!” aoi waves you two off.

not that you complained.

you guys wander off in search of seashells, a bucket in your hands as you throw in whatever treasures you find in the sand

“what about this one?” he holds a funky looking shell up

“sure” you shrug

you chat randomly as you walk along the shore together, the soft waves occasionally hitting your feet. you point out kids doing stupid stuff, reminding you both of genyas siblings, people completely red from sunburn, and cute couples like yourselves enjoying their time together. the sun soon starts to set below the horizon, making you both get completely distracted by the glow casted onto the beach. while you’re completely immersed in finding the perfect shells, genya takes out his phone and discreetly snaps candid pictures of you, the golden glow of the setting sun making you shimmer. the way your hair blows in the evening wind, your concentrated face, everything. it swells his nervous heart and turns it into sudden confidence.

he tucks his phone away when you turn back around with a beautiful conch in your palm. “look how pretty!” you beam

he smiles and takes it from your hand, studying it with his eyes “i think i know something prettier”

“huh?” you frown, thinking you’ve found the perfect shell

“you.” he grins and places the shell in the bucket with all of the other ones

“ew genya!” you whine, laughing, and nudge him back

he snickers, his face flushed “what?”

“you’re gross” you dip your feet into the water and kick it, splashing his shins

“you’re pretty.”

“genya stop!” you roll your eyes playfully and start walking away before you feel his hand wrapped around your wrist, tugging you towards him

you bump into him and he takes his other hand and places it on the back of your head, kissing your forehead.

“what’s gotten into you huh? weirdo…” you blush and he just smiles dumbly at you

“nothin’.” he shrugs simply, watching you with awe as you find more shells, filling the bucket to the brim

“you think we should go back now? it’s almost dark…” you realize suddenly and he agrees, resting his hand on your lower back as you take the journey back to where you all were building the castle

“i almost forgot what we were even doing. imagine if just kept walking.” you joke and he huffs softly

“probably wouldn’t even notice we’re gone”

“or they just don’t care anymore. i feel like every time we hang out with them we just eventually sneak away and do our own thing. they’re used to it” you shrug as you switch the bucket to your other arm after it gets sore from the heaviness.

“want me to carry that?” he looks down at your wrist with a dent from where the handle to the bucket was

“i got it- hey!” he swoops it from your hand before you can even answer, resting it in the crook of his elbow

you walk in a comfortable silence, the waves crashing softly and the seagulls squawking above. the beach is practically empty now from how late it’s getting, making the walk much more intimate.

“i love you, yknow?” genya peers at you

“i know, gen. i love you too.” you bump him with your hip. “where’s all of this coming from anyway, huh?”

he chuckles and bumps your hip back. “i dunno.” he looks down at his feet as he walks, shyness setting back in once you tell him you love him back

once you get closer, you can hear distant shouting and loud voices. you both look at each other and listen more carefully. a sharp cackle makes you clock it. inosuke.

“what do you think he did now?” genya sighs, shaking his head

you finally see them in your view, the castle completely gone.

“what the hell?” you both say and pick up your pace

aoi turns and sees your silhouettes, calling out “guys?! where have you two been?” she starts running over, making everyone else look over

“where’d the castle go?” you question when she finally stands in front of you guys, out of breath

“there was—“ she wheezes “—a seagull… on top of it…” she takes a deep breath

“and inosuke tried to catch it.” she says with a harsh huff

“oh.” you and genya both say

“long story short we’re packing up now. you guys have been gone for-like-ever!”

you two look at each other and shrug, making aoi groan out and walk to where you guys had previously laid out your towels, now all rolled up and tucked under tanjiros arms.

“there you guys are!” he sighs “i was worried you guys got lost or something!”

“GAAAAAHHH!!! MY SKIN FEELS WEIRD!!” inosuke cries out, his hands squeezing his shoulders.

everyone looks over to him and gasps when they see how he’s literally RED. he removes his hands, white prints being left from where they were before.

“i told you, you idiot!” aoi scolds

zenitsu snickers and comes up behind inosuke, slapping him hard on his burnt back, making him cry out

“YOU WANNA FIGHT??” inosuke snaps his head around, zenitsus smug look disappearing immediately.

he shrieks when inosuke lunges at him, running away as inosuke chases him with his hands reached out

you all laugh at how zenitsus loud screams slowly fade out as they run out of sight.

—

once you get home that night, you can feel how tender your skin is from being out in the sun all day. you take a warm shower, washing away the greasy feel of the sunscreen, and put on a moisturizing lotion afterward.

you settle into bed, about to fall asleep with the sound of the ocean still in your head before your phone buzzes. curious, you lift your head and open your phone. genya texted you all of the pictures he took of you

[felt like a crime not sharing these with you… you look too pretty]

[purr269962]

Could you maybe write smth for genya and the reader at a school festival 👀

I feel like im submitting too many asks so dont feel pressured to do this at all ANDJDNNS

you’re doing great LOVE YAA

LITERALLY KEEP THEM COMING I DONT MIND AT ALL!! I DONT KNOW VERY MUCH ABT SCHOOL FESTIVALS SO I JUST BASED IT OFF OF ONES IVE BEEN TO. I HOPE YOU ENJOY LOVE YA TOO

‘festival’

-masterlist-

modern

1.6k words

it was the day of your schools annual festival, and what better way to spend it than with your boyfriend and closest friends?

you got ready with your friends aoi and kanao at your house, putting on your festival tshirts the school gave you to represent. you had planned meeting up with genya and his friends once you got there.

“does my hair look okay?” aoi tightens her pigtails, putting her clips on them as she does everyday.

“looks the same as it always does” you say as you focus on the mirror, putting on your mascara with precision

“well yeah- but does it look weird from the back?” she turns her head around

you peer at her. “your hair looks good, aoi, why are you—OW!” you yelp as you poke your eye with the mascara wand

“okay! i’m just making sure!” she sighs and takes a comb, making sure her hair looks perfectly shiny with no strays.

kanao sits in the corner twiddling her thumbs, having been ready for thirty minutes now.

—

you finally get to the school campus and are all wowed by the bright lights, colorful and flashing.

“mr. uzui really put his all into the decorations” you remark

“as usual…” aoi snorts

the three of you wait by the school gates for genya and his friends, who are running late. you text genya asking where he is just as a loud shout makes you all jump. you look up along with kanao and aoi to see inosuke barreling through the crowd towards you.

“inosuke! slow down!” tanjiro pleads as he follows close behind, leading his little sister by the hand.

he bounds up to aoi “they have corn dogs!”

“okay?” she quirks a brow “what? you want one?”

inosukes eyes go big. aoi sighs.

you smile at their little moment before you feel a large hand wrap around your arm, you turn and of course, it’s genya.

“there you are!” you slide your hands up his arms to wrap them around him, kissing his cheek

“sorry we’re late… inosuke wasn’t putting on his class shirt…” he rests his hands on your lower back, fighting back the blush creeping up his neck.

“that’s okay. i saw some of the games and food stands… they look really good.” you run your hands back down his arm before holding his hand

“food?!” inosuke snaps his head at you and you laugh

“where’s zenitsu?” you question suddenly at the lack of girly giggling.

“oh! he’s in the band performance tonight!” (band kid zenitsu forever) tanjiro smiles and inosuke cackles.

—

after walking around as a group for a bit, you’re all interested in a game where you have to throw a ball at a stack of cans. if you knock them all over, you win a prize. inosuke itches to play as you all wait in line.

“i’m not very good at throwing” you hum and genya looks over at you

“i can throw for you” he says before realizing how silly it sounds and he clears his throat

“hey! it’s muichiro!” tanjiro points out the boy at the front of the line, effortlessly nailing the cans with one throw.

he turns at the sound of the familiar voice, big blue eyes lighting up, “hi tanjiro!” he walks to where you guys are

“oh- muichiro, i think you’re supposed to get your prize..” tanjiro chuckles sheepishly and he just blinks in response before looking back to the girl working the booth.

she’s holding out a rabbit stuffed animal. muichiro then looks back and shrugs, “i don’t need it.” and walks away.

you gasp softly at the sight of the plushie.

“that one’s really cute!” you say as tanjiro receives the prize and hands it to nezuko, making her beam with joy.

“you like that one?” genya looks down at you and you nod up to him.

he then steps up to the counter and takes a ball. with a short exhale he throws the ball and knocks all the cans over. not that it surprises you… it’s what you expected honestly. he is in the shooting club after all. it’s still entertaining nonetheless. you all clap and inosuke looks offended at how easy genya won.

genya takes the bunny and puts it into your arms with a huff and red ears

“thank you” you hold the stuffed animal tight and go on your tip toes to kiss his cheek. he scoffs and looks away.

inosuke jumps to the counter next and takes the ball, hurling it towards the stack and making the cans fly in all different directions with a loud clank.

—

after getting some treats and walking around a little longer, it was time for the band performance zenitsu was apparently in. you all go to the field and stand at the fence as the band gets into formation

“there he is!” tanjiro points and you all follow his finger.

inosuke and aoi snort at the sight of zenitsu with a tuba. he nearly struggles to carry it as it’s practically half the size of him.

the song starts and the band starts marching as they play. zenitsus face already red. kanao, tanjiro, and nezuko watch with an impressed look on their faces as inosuke and aoi murmur to each other and snicker. you and genya stand behind them and watch.

“whys he actually kind of good?” genya mutters and you elbow his side.

you watch the band play for another few minutes, and it slowly starts feeling like it’s never gonna end

“you wanna go?” he whispers to you, lowering his head.

you look back and forth from his face to the field, then to your friends in front of you. they’re too focused on the band to notice if you were to leave.

“yeah” you nod and he sweeps you both away from the audience, going back to walking around the courtyard.

“he looked like he was gonna pass out” you stifle a laugh

he doesn’t answer you look at him glancing at a photo booth

“wanna do that?” you tug on his sleeve and he snaps back to reality and looks at you.

“if you wanna..” he mumbles back and you pull him by his arm into the booth, pulling the curtain closed

“1500 yen?! (like ten usd)” you both exclaim when you see the screen to pay.

you dig around in your cash pouch and only find half. you’d spent most of your money on all of the food. genya gets his own wallet and makes up the rest of the price. you put the money in and the voice tells you how it works before counting down from 3 without any warning.

you both widen your eyes in a panic, thinking of a pose to do before he wraps and arm around you and goes for a soft smile. you follow along and rest your head against his.

*click!*

“ew..” you mumble to yourself at how fake your smile looked and genya chuckles

“3!”

“2!”

you think fast and grip genya’s chin, pressing your lips to his cheek just below his scar.

“1!”

*click!*

it displays the picture for a half second, not even really giving you a chance to look at it before it starts counting down again. this time your chin is being directed to make you look at him, your faces inches apart

“3!”

he touches the tips of your noses together before tilting his head to the side

“2!”

he then leans in and molds his lips against yours, hand lingering gently on your chin. you move to cup his jaw

“1!”

*click!*

you pull back and huff a soft laugh, him mirroring your reaction and wrapping his burly arms around you, resting his cheek on the top of your head. he’s practically drowning you in his arms as he looks to the camera, smiling for the final picture.

“3!”

you then wrap your arms around him back, smiling too.

“2!”

“1!”

*click!*

it then displays all of the pictures in order before the booth resets, jitters for a bit before spitting out two sets of the pictures. you each take your own and look at them properly now

the first picture is a bit stiff and awkward, like a picture your parents would take of you two. the second is much better, you kissing his cheek and his eyes flickering with a tinge of pink on his cheeks. the third, being the best, is of you both kissing. it doesn’t look forced, neither of your eyes squeezed shut, and his hand looks so gentle on your chin as you cup his cheek back. the final picture is the bear hug, and you can only really see your eyes crinkled with a smile as his arms are wrapped tightly around you, his face flushed but relieved.

“these are so cute!” you exclaim and he smiles, taking the panel of pictures and putting it in his wallet as you put yours in your phone case.

all of a sudden the curtain is yanked open by aoi with a crinkled brow

“why’d you guys leave?” tanjiros head appears over her shoulder, nezuko humming in agreement

“you totally missed zenitsu getting whacked in the head with a trumpet!” inosuke cries out

aoi’s eyes flickering to the pictures in your phone case and she raises her eyebrows in amusement

“ohhhh- i see” she says knowingly and giggle as she pulls the curtain shut

a few seconds later a wailing zenitsu complains about his head, making you and genya look at each other and snickering together softly.

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I LUV UR WRITING SMMMMMMM

Never ever stop😋😋😋

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! i’ll literally keep writing till my thumbs fall off

[purr269962]

Thank you so much for all of these writings for Genya ive been rereading them over and over again because im literally obsessed 🫶

could you possibly write about them having a sleepover? Mayhe his siblings crash it hehe

YES i love this idea. and you’re so welcome!!

‘sleepover’

-masterlist-

modern

1.6k words

i love the shinazugawa family more than anything ughhhhhh

you approach genyas door, struggling as you hands are full of bags of candy and other snacks. you resort to knocking on the door with your foot. his little brother, hiroshi, opens the door with a quirked brow before realizing it’s just you. he removes his headphones off of his ears so they hang around his neck.

“oh. hey-“ his eyes finally see the bags and they light up

“oooh! what’s that for?” he opens the door wider to let you in

“genya and i” you respond as you scurry to the dining table and set all the bags down with a relieved sigh.

“who was at the- (NAME)!!” teiko shrieks and dashes toward you, hugging your torso.

you chuckle and pat her back and she sees hiroshi peeking in the bags, bringing her attention to all the treats too.

“what’s this?” she lets you go and snoops around.

you tut, making the twins pause and look at you

“those are for genya and i only” you say, emphasis on the only, putting your hands on your hips

“you guys are seriously gonna finish all this? i doubt it…” they both sigh

“go get your brother, yeah?” you wave your hand to shoo them away

hiroshi grumbles and calls out with his hands cupped around his mouth “GENYAAAAAAAAA. (NAME)’S HEREEEEEE”

there’s no answer.

“probably poopin’” teiko teases and you snort

hiroshi goes to call out again “GENYAAAAAAA—“

“IM COMING! god…!” his voice cracks as he shouts back, soon followed by footsteps thumping down the stairs

he soon appears in the doorway and walks toward you, nudging the twins out of the way with a short curse in hiroshi’s direction

“hi” your boyfriend finally greets you and pulls you into a short hug, pulling back to peck your lips softly, earning a fake gag from the two behind him

“hi. can you help me carry these to your room?” he nods and picks all the bags out without a grunt, nodding towards you to make you follow.

“what’re you guys doing?” teiko crosses her arms

“nothing that includes you” genya spits back and goes up the stairs with you following.

you walk by sanemi’s room, hearing his usual muffled curses at the top of his lungs as he plays video games. you then make it to genya’s room at the end of the hall and step in behind him, closing the door. he sets down the bags on his bed and sorts through them

“i got sour patch kids watermelons, starburst, skittles, other gummies i found… and then a bunch of chocolate candy too. and then i got hot chips and popcorn. oh! and sushi from the corner store we like.”

“how much was all of this?” he looks at you a bit worried

“don’t worry about it” you wave dismissively and he frowns

“whatever.. i found a punch of pillows and blankets…. and i bought those fairy light things you were talking about to put inside the fort… oh and i got my mom to let us use the dining room chairs to hold it up.”

“perfect!—“

there’s soft knocking at the door

“what?” genya calls out and the door cracks open, revealing sumi

“are you guys making a fort?” her little voice says as she steps in

“sumi not now…” genya groans and walks toward the door, making you snicker softly

“i wanna help!” she whines and he effortlessly lifts her up from under her arms and carries her out of the room despite her whiny protests.

her screeching fades out as he walks her back to her own room and quickly retreats and shuts the door

“i told you we should’ve planned this when they weren’t home” genya sighs

“i don’t care if they come in, gen”

“i do. i wanna hang out with you. only you. i see them all the time” he sits on his bed and takes the pillows and blankets off of it, adding to the collection of the others on the floor

“if you say so” you shrug and go to grab a chair and put it in the middle of his room to start building the fort

genya’s in charge of building the fort itself. he puts the chairs into a square as support for when he drapes a blanket over the top for a ceiling. he then takes more blankets and puts them around the sides to make walls, putting the last one as a flap to be the ‘door’. on the inside, your job is to decorate and make the fort cozy. you find a thick comforter in his closet and set it on the floor of the fort to make it more plush. you then take pillows and stuffed animals, lining the walls of the fort to make it like a nest. you put up the lights, finally finishing off the inside with a blanket for you and genya.

“you done?” he comes in the fort with the snacks and his laptop

“you like it?” you look at him expectantly

“yeah. looks good” he fishes through the bags to find the sushi, handing you yours.

he then takes his laptop and pulls up netflix, turning it towards you for you to pick a movie.

you pick something random and sit back against the pillows, and genya settles in at your side as you start eating together.

you’re barely even watching the movie with how you’re both just making fun of it, and then forget about it as you just start talking over it while stuffing your faces.

“one time, tanjiro had inosuke go get these for us, and he got the ones that had wasabi in them”

“oh my god actually?”

“zenitsu threw up everywhere”

you laugh out loud, drowning out the movie and the sudden knocks on the door. when neither of you answer, the door opens. you both finally notice at the sound and genya moves the blanket to see: it’s shuya, koto behind him and clinging to his clothes.

“what do you guys want?” genya groans.

“what’re you guys watching?” shuya asks as he and koto attempt to come in the fort, only to be stopped by genya

“out.” is all he says

“why?” shuya whines and koto juts his bottom lip out in a pout.

“because! you’re not allowed.”

“why?” shuya repeats

“because you’re not! i’m gonna get mom if you don’t get out in 3… 2…”

“moooom!!!” shuya cries out as koto hiccups and starts wailing

genya groans out loud and grabs them both, holding them under his arms like footballs as he gets them out. you can hear the muffled explanation as his mom comes upstairs to see what’s wrong

“he won’t let me in the fort!”

“they keep bothering (name) and i! we’re trying to watch a movie!”

“shuya, sweetheart. leave your brother and (name) alone, okay? and koto, stop crying, it’s okay…”

genya exasperatingly sighs and comes back into the room and into the fort. “gotta start putting a lock on my door…” he huffs and crosses his arms.

“wanna play mario kart?” you say, trying to make him feel better

“my switch is in sanemi’s room…” he mumbles

there’s a pause

“well go get it…?”

he looks at you dumbfounded before sighing heavily and climbing out of the fort and leaving the room with heavy footsteps. you can hear the conversation.

“nemi, can i use the switch for a bit?” his voice is soft, testing the waters.

sanemi scoffs. “no.”

“but you’re not using it—“

“doesn’t matter! go find something else to do”

“but (name) wanted to play mario kart..”

there’s nothing for a second

“give it back before midnight.” is all he says before you hear the door slam.

a few seconds later he comes back in and gets in the fort, switch in hand

“see? that wasn’t so hard” you take a controller off the side and start up the game.

the movie from before plays in the background as you both play a variety of switch games for the next few hours, you completely crushing him in most of them. he brushes it off by saying he let you win.

once you finally get bored of playing video games you sit in the fort talking about whatever, to then scrolling on your phones and occasionally showing each other funny videos before that sparks a new conversation, going back to talking until the cycle repeats.

once the sugar crash hits from all of the candy you ate, you both slump over each other and fall asleep in each others arms.

once it hits midnight on the dot, sanemi stomps over to genya’s room, ready to scold his brother. he walks in and scoffs at the sight of the fort you two built. he rolls his eyes and pulls up the blanket, seeing you both asleep and cuddling. sanemi’s face softens and huffs as he reaches in and grabs the switch, careful to not wake either of you up, leaving the room without lowering the blanket or closing his door.

the next morning you slowly stir awake, making genya wake up too. he holds you tighter and mumbles a gruff, “good morning..”

you both sit up and fully wake up at the sound of a myriad of snoring in the fort. you look around and see all 5 of his younger siblings in the fort. teiko fast asleep with her hand in a bag of chips, hiroshi next to her with crumbs on his face as he holds koto close to him. shuya is sprawled out in front of genya’s laptop, face snoring against the keyboard as it seems like he was playing a random kids game. finally, sumi was hugging genya’s leg.

you bite back a snort as genya’s face burns with rage

“dammit! all of you get out!!”

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Hi so I was wondering if u could do tanjiro x insomniac or/and depressed reader sleeping hc (mostly fluff) I've been searching high and low and other bl9gs I've tried dnt answer or just ignore it :( so it would be amazing if you can do this but if you can't that's okay too

i’ve got you anonymous don’t you worry

‘sleep troubles’

-masterlist-

canon

1.4k words

note: it’s a bit angsty towards the beginning that might suck bc i usually write fluff so idk… also i’ve never written tanjiro before so i hope i can do this king justice! i hope you enjoy!

it was the late evening. the sun sets and casts an orange glow through the windows and into the room of the butterfly estate. you curl up on your bed, clutching the thin blanket in your hands.

you’d been here all day. rotting away in this bed, and the only time you’d get up is to eat which usually barely consisted of anything from your lack of appetite.

you weren’t injured. at least not anymore.

you had returned from a particularly rough mission a few weeks ago. you’d fallen into a coma with a broken rib and leg. in the battle, you easily could’ve been killed. the sole reason you’re alive today is of the kamado boy that you’ve heard about from other slayers. he appeared out of nowhere, easily decapitating the demon. if he wasn’t there, you’d be dead— and that thought scared you.

you never really understood the depths to being a demon slayer. sure the training was hard, final selection was terrifying, yet you still pushed through. you never usually struggled with missions— the demons being weak enough for you to kill them within a few minutes. this one was different. it was stronger, faster, bigger. the second you arrived to your location you were knocked off of your feet, your leg being broken in the process. then when you’d taken a hard fall, your rib cracked. it then attacked again, slashing your stomach with its claws before launching you into a nearby tree. the rest of the fight was a blur until a fuzzy view of a green and black checkered figure stepped in. then you blacked out.

when you finally woke up from your coma, you took your medicine as ms aoi demanded, ate enough food, and took occasional strolls to the veranda to get some fresh air and sunlight.

you asked aoi a few weeks later about how you got to the estate. she told then told you about tanjiro, repeating his version of what happened.

he was returning from a mission, taking a shortcut through the woods when he smelled a demon nearby. he approached and saw your nearly unconscious body against a tree: stains and tears adorning the front of your uniform, your eyes lifeless, and blood trickling down your chin. the demon as throwing itself toward you, about to strike again when tanjiro stepped in and slashed the demon within seconds, immediately turning around to check on you to realize you’ve passed out. he carried you all the way to butterfly mansion before sunrise.

“if he got there a few seconds later, you wouldn’t have made it! you’re very lucky” ms aoi checks your scratches and for any damage from you hitting your head so hard.

once she says you’re healed up nicely and leaves you slump into the bed, the reality of being a demon slayer hitting you

-you could be dead right now-

-why did you put yourself in this situation?-

-why are you a demon slayer?-

-you’re weak-

-you can’t even handle a lower rank demon?-

thoughts invaded your mind, effecting your everyday life after. you find yourself laying in bed, staring at the ceiling all day. you make excuses for not training, refuse any food the three little girls serve you, and isolate yourself inside. you find yourself wide awake at night, thinking of the alternate way your life could’ve turned out on that day.

what if you did die?

your stomach settles uncomfortable in your body, making you brush your fingers against the deep scars on your abdomen. your eyelids are heavy, yet you can’t seem to sleep whenever you close them. your head throbs during the day, your body constantly weak and drowsy after not sleeping for multiple days. you can barely even sit up whenever you have to eat.

and now wasn’t any different. you were laying there, as you have been, questioning and feeling guilty.

-what a pathetic excuse of a demon slayer-

the door to the room suddenly slides open, making you lift your heavy head to look.

it’s the boy.

“excuse me… are you (name)?” his voice is polite and soft.

you sit up fully, all of a sudden aware of the fact you look like a mess.

“..yes…” you tuck your knees to your chest

“forgive me for coming in at this time, but… i’ve been meaning to come visit you.” he bows his head and steps in, closing the door behind him. “—if you remember who i am, that is..” he scratches the back of his head.

“i do. tanjiro kamado?” you say lowly and he lights up at the fact you do remember

“yes! it’s good to properly meet you. how have you been healing?” he pulls a stray stool next to your bed, sitting down and looking at you with big, kind eyes.

“fine.” you cross your arms over your knees

see can see the dark circles under your tired eyes.

“i apologize again if i was interrupting your sleep-“

“you weren’t.” you say bluntly

“my mother always used to tell me sleep is the most important factor of being your strongest!” he beams and it makes your stomach churn

you say nothing.

“have you.. been sleeping well?” his face is a soft pout, eyes still big with curiosity

you scrunch your face and say nothing again, looking away from him

“no..”

he hums in understanding and stands from the stool, moving to sit at the end of your bed.

“well i’ve brought you something” he begins again, reaching into the cloth strapped across his torso and pulling out a tray of your favorite treats.

you’re surprised he wasn’t judging you. it almost felt as if his reaction was the complete opposite

“how did you—“

“i asked around.” he adjusts a bit timidly, a slight flush on his cheeks

you huff softly

“i should be the one getting you something. you saved my life…”

he waves his hands dismissively. “no need! you should focus on recovering rather than thinking your indebted to me. it’s really no problem!”

he was… so nice..?

“thank you.” you say genuinely and for the first time, you can feel your stomach growl.

you eat a bit of it, before looking up at him. he’s completely staring with a happy expression, glad to see you enjoy the food he got for you.

“you can have some too.. if you want”

he shakes his head. “nope! all yours!”

you chuckle sheepishly before finishing the food and setting the tray on the nightstand.

“thanks again” you can’t remember the last time you’ve eaten a whole meal, or the last time your stomach was satisfyingly full.

he nods, sitting there for a moment before he starts asking you a bunch of questions. when you became a demon slayer, why, how, and everything about your breathing style. he listened with fascinated eyes, watching you closely.

the second you ask him a question back, he starts rambling on and on. about his water breathing, hinokami kagura, how one time he was even able to channel thunder breathing like one of his friends does. and then he got sidetracked and started talking about his friends. a yellow haired boy who was extremely expressive and his other friend who wore a boar mask all the time. he then started talking about his sister who was a demon. the passion in his voice as he talked about his promise to turn her human again warmed your heart. but he didn’t stop there.

the longer he talked and the later into the night it got, you felt your eyelids grow heavy. but for the first time in weeks, you felt them actually closing on their own. not you forcing yourself, it just happened. the unfamiliar feeling of sleeping finally took over you.

the next morning you were awoken by his crow in the window. you jump up and look around to see him still on the end of your bed, sleeping sitting up with his head tilted down. he slowly wakes up and his eyes widen when he sees you.

“oh.. i must’ve fallen asleep..” he scratches his chin as he stands.

“me too…”

you then remember the fact you actually slept last night. you rub your eyes and they don’t feel so strained anymore. you discover drool on the side of your mouth and wipe it before tanjiro sees.

he stretches his arms high above his head with a yawn, bouncing back to his energetic self before turning to you. “do you have any missions today?”

you shake your head

“that’s great! would you like to train with me?” he asks, reaching his hand out to help you out of bed

you take his hand and stand up, and your body doesn’t ache with exhaustion for once. you feel energized almost?

your hand is still in his when you look at him with a soft smile of your own.

“sure”

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Since you mentioned Genyas siblings in your genya hc lost, maybe smth cute with bis siblings- like meeting his family for the first time or other hcs:3 LOVE YA YOURE DOING GREAT

THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH THIS LITERALLY MEANS THE WORLD TO ME

meeting genya’s family

-masterlist-

modern!

1.6k words

btw i’m going to base his family in this off of this pic i found on the demon slayer wiki (below the cut)… if it’s inaccurate just pretend it’s not pls

AND i’m just gonna make up their personalities because i don’t feel like researching the episode with his backstory

you could literally feel your hands shaking and your heart thrumming against your chest as you pulled up to genyas house. you’d been dating for around a month now and a few days ago he said his family wanted to meet you. it’s not like you weren’t ready… he’d met your family many times from much he went to your house. it was mainly the fact he was nervous too.

you’ve heard of his older brother before. the mean, scary, intimidating sanemi shinazugawa. just his utter presence made your skin crawl. genyas told you a handful of his experiences with his brother, and that he doesn’t know how he’ll react when you come over. which is why he warned you to be prepared for anything.

there was also the fact he had 5 younger siblings. there was the twins, teiko and hiroshi: both 14. genya said that they had a bit of an attitude, especially with each other, but overall there was nothing much to worry about. then there was sumi who is 7, and she seemed to be genya’s ‘favorite’. and then shuya who is 6, and finally, koto who is 2. you mentally tried to remember all of their names without having a face to match them with.

you approach his door, using the window next to the door as a mirror as you make sure you look your best. the last thing you want is to make a bad first impression on your boyfriends family. suddenly, the curtain over the window moves and two little eyes peer at you before widening and dashing away. you hear muffled shouts and hollers from inside the house as it seems one of them has alerted everyone of your arrival before you were even able to ring the doorbell.

you stand frozen at the door, the wait feeling like forever before it finally opens to genya, his face looking stressed until he sees you and his gaze softens

“hey..” he breathes out and lets you in, about to hug you before you both realize his entire family is lined up behind him.

his mom grinning proudly, his little siblings giving teasing and knowing smiles, and sanemi just standing there with an unreadable expression.

“welcome to our home, (name). it’s so good to finally meet you!” his mother greets and approaches you, putting her hands on your shoulders to get a good look at you. “my, she’s even prettier than you’ve talked her up to be, genya!”

you flush and genya clears his throat, a low ‘mooom….’ escapes him.

“are you guys not gonna say hi?” his mother looks back with a motherly glare and the kids all crowd around you. his mother walks to the kitchen to go set the table for dinner.

“YOU’re dating GENYA? i’m impressed…” teiko remarks and genya rolls his eyes.

as you look around at all of his younger siblings you completely forget all of their names with how many there really are. 7 kids doesn’t sound like all that many until you see them altogether.

“she’s so pretty!” sumi cries out, running into genya’s arms as he hoists her up onto his back

the three youngest boys, hiroshi, shuya, and koto step back to stand near their oldest brother who stares menacingly. he shoos the boys away before he steps forward with his chin raised. you stand, feeling your legs wobble from how intimidating he looks

“(name), is it?” he says gruffly

“yes.” you squeak out

“sanemi.” he says before turning on his heels and walking away to the dining room.

you give genya a confused look and he just shrugs, seeming surprised himself

“cmon, i think dinners ready” genya takes your hand without thinking, and his sisters raise their eyebrows in amusement.

genya coughs and lets go, instead holding a hand behind your lower back to guide you to the kitchen. as you walk genya shoots a hard glare to his sisters.

once everyone is sat at the table for dinner (after genya scolds his siblings for trying to call dibs to sit next to you) they all say a short prayer together and begin eating.

“so, (name), do you have any siblings? i assume not as many as genya does” his mother begins small talk and you respond, trying to be as polite and charming as you can.

genya bounces his leg under the table nervously, thankful that everything is going good so far

“where did you get your top from? it’s super cute!” teiko rests her chin on her palm

“are you dating genya out of pity?” hiroshi jokes before he gets a hard kick to the shin from genya. you laugh nervously.

you compliment his mothers food and she glows happily.

“im so happy you enjoy it!” you smile back and go back to eating

there’s an occasional scolding towards the youngest that he should be eating his vegetables, a small argument between the twins over how their portion is smaller than the other’s, but it all happens naturally and it doesn’t feel so awkward. it feels like home.

“so (name)…” sanemi hums as he chews his food. “how’s your grades?” he looks up at you between his eyelashes.

“i have all As and one B” you reply cordially

“and the B is in…?” he says rather firmly

you gulp

“just math…” you say not thinking much of it

“oh really?” he sets his fork down and fully looks up at you

you nod nervously

“i got a D on my last math test-“ genya blurts out, directing the attention to him. his brothers chuckle, sisters gasp, mother hums in concern, and sanemi snaps his head towards him.

“you what?!” he nearly shouts, palms flat on the table as he stares at genya

“sanemi!” his mother whispers then mouths a ‘not now’

sanemi looks toward his mom and sighs heavily, sinking back into his chair before poking his food with his chopsticks.

genya shakily sighs next to you, knowing he’s about to get the beat down of his life the second you leave.

“a B in math is excellent, (name).” his mother reaches across the table to pat your hand reassuringly. you nod

“thank you, mrs, shinazugawa. i’ve been receiving tutoring for a while. it’s been paying off id say” you say humbly.

sanemi shoots you a curious glare before huffing, the crinkle in his brow fading.

the rest of dinner goes smoothly and you offer to help clean up and wash dishes, making his little siblings raise their eyebrows proudly, giving genya another look.

you stand side-by-side with his mother over the sink as you both wash dishes together, the muffled bickering from the adjacent room oddly comforting over the scent of dish soap and the warmly scented candle lit on the countertop.

“he’s a shy boy” she begins and you look over

“and a bit aggressive towards his siblings at times…” she shrugs and you huff a short laugh

“…but i’ve never seen him so gentle when talking about someone before”

“you think so?”

“oh i know so. that boy is smitten for you.”

your heart thumps

“i can tell you feel the same” she teases and laughs when she sees you blush

“i couldn’t imagine a better girl for my boy. i do hope you’ll come again soon for dinner” she sets down the last dish on the drying rack before wiping her hands off on her apron

“i’d love to” you dry your own hands with a towel

“MOOOOM! hiroshi’s kicking me!!” shuya wails

“shut up! NO IM NOT!” hiroshi hollers back

genya shuffles into the kitchen, “are you heading home soon?” he asks ironically soft and his mother looks at you

“uh- yeah. my curfew’s 10” you adjust your top.

“that’s alright, sweetheart. we’ll do this again soon anyway, isn’t that right?” she pats your cheek.

“yeah. of course” she guides you to the front door, grabbing your bag for you.

“it was such a pleasure to meet you, (name).” his mother takes your hands in hers

“thank you guys for having me” you look around at genya’s little siblings who thank you for coming’s

“we should go shopping sometime!” teiko says

“me too!” sumi adds

“you’re pretty cool… i guess..” hiroshi mumbles shyly and scratches his cheek

koto clings to your pant leg and shuya stands by, not really comprehending what’s going on.

“move.” sanemis voice grumbles and everyone moves out of the way.

you straighten your posture as he stands before you, looking down the slope of his nose to glare at you with hard eyes

at last he pats a hand to your shoulder

“study hard, kid.” he says lowly with a nod of his head

you nod awkwardly in return before he removes his hand

“i’ll- uh… walk her out.” genya pipes up and puts a hand on your back as you both leave, saying your last byes to everyone on your way out.

you stand on the porch and you both sigh out in relief

“you okay?” he lowers his head to look at you

“i’m great. it was just… a lot. but i had fun” you say genuinely and he sighs again

“good. cause i was about to pass out the entire time…” he chuckles nervously

“ill text you when i get home. thanks for having me over”

“thanks for coming…” he goes to properly bring you in for a hug, soaking up your presence before he pulls back slightly

“did you know you’re the tallest?” you break the quiet and he scoffs

“maybe that’s why sanemi hates me so much” he tilts your chin up before pressing a soft kiss to your lips

when he lifts his head again his eyes flicker behind you and they widen, his face starting to burn red. you turn to see all of his siblings are crowded in the window

“aww!”

“ewww!”

“moooomm!!! they’re kissing!”

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Hii!! Love your writing!! I came here to ask if you could do a genya x reader fic where the reader literally just wants to get married and love on him? Like genya is their precious angel, THANKS AGAIN!! 💛

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

‘precious boy’

-masterlist-

modern

young in love genya and reader

438 words

i’m starting to get low on genya pics so if i start reusing them in the future mind ur business

also sorry this is so short it was a little tricky for me to think of anything lol

you loved your boyfriend genya with all your heart and soul. every little thing he’d do would just make you fall harder. he wasn’t even aware of how he effected you. his awkward stance whenever he was waiting in line to get a treat for you at the cafe, the way he’d smooth down the hairs at the back of his head whenever you complimented him, and the way his face would burn red whenever you kissed his face… which you were currently doing as you were cuddling on your bed

“(name)…” he grumbled in embarrassment as you peppered his face with kisses, pulling back from each one with a dramatic ‘mwah’.

you giggled as you nuzzled your face against his scrunched one, acting as if he doesn’t enjoy it but doesn’t make any attempt to pull away

you finally pull back to catch your breath as you rake your fingers through his soft black waves.

“you’ve been using that conditioner i got you?”

he flushes, looking away before nodding slowly

“aaaand you’re wearing the tshirt i got you” you pinch the fabric of his sleeve and roll it between your fingers.

“it’s just comfy…” he retorts, cursing himself mentally for so obviously being down bad for you.

“it’s very nice on you” you start using your nails as you rub the back of his neck and he visibly melts, mumbling your name in a complaining tone to cover up the fact he doesn’t want you to stop.

he leans his head down to rest against your collarbone, sighing out heavily

“i wish you were here all the time so we could just hang out and cuddle forever” you suddenly start rambling faster than you can think

“yeah?” he hums

“yeah.” you confirm “you should move in… or something…”

he huffs a laugh “move in?”

“uh-huh”

“at 16, huh?”

you now huff softly

“yknow what i mean”

“maybe in a few years. after we graduate” he mumbles as wraps his arms around you

“you’d do that?” you saying knowingly, your heart swelling.

“‘course i would” he finally lifts his head from you and look at you, eyes serious

“and then we’d get married?”

his eyes flicker

“married?” he echos

“well duh” you shrug and a grin spreads across his face.

“yeah… yeah, we’ll be married” he says oh so softly, looking down

“good. i’m not letting go of you” you interlock your hands behind his neck and pull him closer so your foreheads are touching

“i wouldn’t go anyway” he replies

…

“can we practice our kiss for our wedding day then?” you blurt out and he laughs

“sure”

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What are you favorite Genya hcs? 👀

Keep up the good work! But make sure to not push yourself too hard and eat yummy food and drink water :3

thank you so much!!!! you guys are seriously too kind

genya headcannons

-masterlist-

includes genya in general and more relationship hcs

783 words

these are my personal favorites that i made up in my head and that ive seen around in other fics or on social media… i hope you enjoy!

in general hcs:

- i’m literally obsessed with that one fan art of him as a metalhead

- that being said, i imagine him modernly dressing very differently in comparison to his personality

- i like the imagine that his hair isn’t entirely a mohawk. its still short on the sides but not a buzz

- so kinda like a mullet but trust me pls ik it sounds bad

- he dresses in baggy, dark clothing

- jorts, jeans, chunky sneakers, band tees, etc

- tried piercing his ears but sanemi whooped his ass so they closed up

- still a dot in his earlobes from where they were

- has the most beat up converse on earth

- the soles are literally falling off and he duck taped them

- the aglet of one of the laces is torn off so now it’s frayed asf

- literally a thrifting god from the fact he was practically raised on his mom buying him clothes from there

- when he wants to dress comfortably, he’ll just throw on a loose hoodie and sweatpants or basketball shorts

- he doesn’t like the school uniform very much because it has to be fitted

- he had to get his tailored for him because he’s bigger than the other kids his age

- of course to this close friends he’s rude and harsh in a teasing way, and can come across as scary because of his brother’s reputation and his unintentional silent treatment or blunt responses

- in reality he’s just very shy around new people, but it can be interpreted wrong easily.

- he can’t help his rbf!

- ik this is canon but poor guy loves sleeping

- so to add onto that i think he has such a comfy bed and takes pride in how many pillows and blankets he has, specifically the texture and thickness of them

- HATES sherpa, bumpy pillows, velvet

- he’s SOOOOO awkward sometimes it’s painful

- when he’s sitting he kicks his feet back and forth

- cracks his entire body every five minutes

- sharper canines

- uhhh ok idk what else so

relationship hcs:

(if i repeat something i said in my ‘genya as your boyfriend’ hcs im sorry)

- your personal chauffeur

- he’ll take you wherever whenever in his crappy car

- he collects cds which he uses in his car because it’s too old for bluetooth or aux, but it’s homey and perfect to you

- he’d learn how to make a custom cd for you

- his little siblings LOVE you

- asking more about you than him

- and his mom is constantly asking about your wellbeing and if you’re coming over for dinner again

- whenever genya is by himself in his room and sanemi comes in, he’s always like “(name) not here? hm.” like he’s genuinely surprised

- you’re in family photos around the house so you guys know you’re really locked in

- he tends to murmur when speaking to the waitress so you may have to speak up for him

- if you’re the same way he’ll put his nerves aside and speak for you

- you got him a cologne for his birthday once and now it’s all he uses

- before that, he’d literally never wear anything

- you really did the girlfriend effect on him because he used to never really pay too much attention to himself

- he used to not really wear cologne, lotion, chapstick, or sunscreen

- once you stressed at how important sunscreen and moisturizing was, he reluctantly bought some and uses it now

- he’ll never admit that he’s glad you recommend him for it

- loves when you run your finger over his scar

- he can barely even feel it from the thick skin.. he just likes your hands on his face

- going back to the sleeping hc, he’ll fall asleep in literal seconds with you

- he doesn’t even mean to most of the time

- he just feels so relaxed and peaceful around you

- his favorite way to sleep is with his head on your stomach or in the crook of your neck with his hands on your sides

- he chuckles softly whenever your stomach makes weird noises or growls

- his focused face looks so angry

- his lips a pout, his eyebrows furrowed

- you have so many pictures of the faces he makes

- all of his reposts are about you

- he never really sends any videos to you, he’ll usually just show you in person when he sees you next cause he wants to see your reaction

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I also got this cute thought where Genya and the reader have a movie night and end up falling asleep, but then the reader wakes up to find genya lied across their lap or something but he will not wake up/or wakes up and refuses to move

aww this is adorable!! thank you for the request! <3

‘movie night’

-masterlist-

modern

836 words

you were currently watching a movie with your boyfriend, genya. it was a movie you’ve seen a million times and could probably recite just from memory. you rested your head on his strong shoulder, cheek smushed against his sleeve as your eyelids grow heavier and heavier. you try to fight off the sleep as you lift your head.

genya takes notice and adjusts his arm around you, moving from your shoulder to wrapped loosely around your waist, palm flat against your side as he pulls you more snug against him

“tired?” he hums lowly, setting the bowl of popcorn on his lap to the side.

you sleepily shake your head and he smiles softly. he takes his other hand and hooks it under your knees, lifting your legs to rest them on his lap. he then wraps his arms fully around your waist.

“you can doze off for a bit. i’ll wake you up when you have to go home, ‘kay?” he lowers his head to look in your lidded eyes.

oh. right.

your parents had placed a curfew of 11pm on you after there were one too many incidents of you accidentally sleeping over at genya’s without notifying them. it was now currently 9:30. if you ‘rested your eyes’ for about thirty minutes that’d give you plenty of time to fully wake up before having to drive home around 10:30. that way you’d make it home around little before 11 due to the sorta long drive.

you grumble, finally succumbing to your sleep as the last thing you feel is genyas warm palms rubbing gently up and down your back.

—

you stir awake, your mouth parched, hair messy. you look around and see that the movie has well ended: a new movie playing, although the movie is already halfway over. you rub your eyes and adjust before you feel a heavy weight on your lap, and two familiar arms wrap tighter around your waist.

you look down and see genyas face smooshed in your lap, snoring heavily. his fingers loosely grip the back of your hoodie.

“genya?” you run your fingers through his thick waves that go down the back of his neck. he stirs but instead sighs out instead of waking up

“genya” you shake his shoulder. nothing.

you groan to yourself before trying to reach for your phone on the coffee table ahead

you strain as you lean forward, your phone just out of reach before he pulls you back.

“i knew you were awake” you scowl and he hums groggily, about to doze off again

“genya!” you try to push his heavy weight off of your lower body. you don’t even know how he maneuvered his way into this situation without waking you up.

he finally groans and sits up, rubbing his sleepy eyes: adorable as always. “what time is it?”

“i was trying to get my phone to figure that out before you yanked me back” you quip before leaning forward and grabbing your phone.

he returns his hands back to your waist, sighing out tiredly into your shoulder just as you’re blinded by the bright screen of your phone. you hiss and turn down the brightness before the numbers are clear as day.

2:19 am.

10 missed calls from mom

6 texts from mom

you tense and genya turns his face to look at the screen. that really seems to wake him up as he shoots up straight

“it’s 2?!” he whispers

“you said you’d wake me up before 11, genya!” you whine, already planning out your funeral.

“i meant to! i guess i fell asleep too. i’m sorry!” he folds his hands and shoves them into his lap, genuinely sorry.

you sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose, not knowing what to do. your parents are definitely asleep by now so there’s no point in calling them at 2 in the morning to explain.

“i can’t just- go home now..” you sigh and set your phone down

“i mean- at least they know you’re here and not kidnapped or something…” he shrugs

you look up at him. “you so did this on purpose”

“did not!” he scoffs and you chuckle

“we’ll figure it out in the morning i guess…” you lay back into the couch cushions again.

“i’ll take the blame for it if your parents try to ground you. swear” he sinks into the cushions as well, leaning towards you

“that’s sweet of you” you reach a hand to cup his cheek

“i mean it. i’ve endured worse beatings from sanemi. i can handle being told ‘you’re grounded’”

“that’s not something to brag about…” you furrow your brows as you both continue chatting away, genya snaking his bulky arms around you again.

eventually the conversation slows, and comes to a stop when instead of genya replying with words, he replies with a snore. taking it as your sign to go back to sleep, you close your eyes and forget all about your troubles in genya’s arms.

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Thank you for making my Genya brainrot 10x worse! hehe

May I request perhaps a cute n fluffy story with genya and the reader on a date? Maybe they go to an amusement park or smth,

I kinda think Genya would actually be scared of a lot of the rides, but would go on them just for the reader

but what you write it totally up to you!

Thank you, your writing has inspired me a lot

ABSOLUTELY im literally obsessed with this

‘amusement park’

-masterlist-

modern

1.2k words

i had so much fun writing this!! thank you for the request!!

it was a hot summer day when you decided to go to the amusement park with your boyfriend, genya. a few days prior when you proposed the idea, he had that one look on his face for a short moment. like that face he gets whenever he’s told he has to get a shot at the doctors office. he hummed to himself before reluctantly agreeing. you just had that glint of excitement in your eyes as you pleaded and he’d feel terrible if he ever said no.

currently you were walking around the giant amusement park, looking in awe at all of the rides.

“which one did you wanna go on first??” he grips your hand extra tight, saying he doesn’t wanna lose you, when in reality it’s just from how nervous he is.

you think for a moment before you’re stopped in your tracks at the sight before you. it’s a roller coaster with loops, a steep drop, and high speeds.

“that one!” you point and his gaze follows your finger, and it looks as if he’s turned to stone once his eyes lay on the coaster.

“t-that one..?” his cracking voice gives him away as he tries to remain calm.

meanwhile, you’re nodding and already dragging him to the back of the line.

“uhh! waitwaitwait! didn’t you say you had to use the bathroom?”

“…no?”

“or- uhh- you said you’re hungry? it’s probably not good to be going on rides with an empty stomach…”

“i feel like it’s the opposite… and i didn’t say that either” you tilt your head, still pulling on his arm.

he swallows hard and his eyes flicker to the coaster just as it’s going down the drop. the screams of the riders echo throughout the park and he shivers.

“you don’t wanna go on this ride?” you ask with a soft frown, no longer pulling him and just holding his arm.

he screams at himself with guilt in his head for ever making you upset.

“i do!” he says before he can even think, his face unsure

“the line is gonna get any shorter, cmon!” you beam once again and start tugging him towards the gates to get in line.

you pass a screen where the wait time is said to be 45 minutes. genya sighs in relief.

for you, who’s excited, the wait is excruciatingly long. fanning yourself from the hot sun, sitting on the railing and staring at the pavement below, and playing mobile games on your phone that barely even work because the service is so terrible.

for genya, the wait couldn’t have been any faster. he relaxed against the railing for not even a second before the line moved up. the more the two of you got closer to the front of the line, the quicker his heart beat.

at last, it was finally time for you two to get on the ride. you pull him on and sit down, putting on your seatbelt and pulling down the lapbar as tight as you can. genya does the same but with trembling fingers.

the amusement park workers make sure everything’s all clear, putting their thumbs up. you turn to face genya, completely unaware of how scared he is

“hey” you nudge him and his eyes peer at you.

you hold out your hand and you can see him visibly relax with how his shoulders lower. he wipes his sweaty palm on his shorts before locking your hands together.

“did you know the drop is 250 feet?”

the coaster jerks forward as it begins to move.

genya chokes on his spit and looks at you with wide eyes. “are you serious?”

you nod ecstatically.

he looks like he’s about to cry.

he looks ahead as the cart starts going up the hill agonizingly slow, the sun beaming down on both of your faces. he can feel every part of his body sweating, especially his hands. he takes a moment to wipe his palm again before holding yours, tighter than before.

you look over at him and are surprised when you see his terrified face staring straight ahead, not looking down.

“you scared, genya?” your voice is soft and you squeeze his hand.

his head snaps toward you and immediately he furrows his brows and shakes his head.

“‘course not” he scoffs while looking away from you again.

you can’t know he’s scared of something so silly like rollercoasters. heights, going upside down, all of it. it’s so scary to him. but the fact you’re practically glowing from how excited you are? he feels weak and embarrassed. he looks down into his lap in shame before looking off to the side outside of the coaster, finally seeing how high up you really are.

with a sharp inhale, he puts on a brave face for the sake of you. he doesn’t want you worrying about him just because he’s scared. what kind of boyfriend would he be to ruin your fun?

the coaster finally makes it to the peak.

the silence from how high up you are is eerie.

he scrunches his face with bravery.

then you drop.

you swear you’ve never heard genya scream like that before.

there’s a list of things throughout your relationship that you’ve both mutually agreed to not speak about. that one time he accidentally hit you in the face with a basketball, making your nose bleed. the other time where he accidentally cut his hair too short and the sides of his mohawk were genuinely bald. and now this. the fact genya screams like a girl on rollercoasters. it’s honestly shocking on how he even manages to scream in such a high pitch with how deep and gruff his voice naturally is. his screeching easily drowns out your own screams of joy as you race down the hill and zoom through every loop. you try to raise your hands up, only for the one in genyas hand to be squished tightly in his, gripping his lapbar like a lifeline. you make do with raising your free hand though, trying not to laugh.

as quickly as the ride starts, it ends as the cart screeches to a halt before slowly rolling back into the station. your hair is tousled, throat hoarse from screaming, even a little dizzy.

but genya? his hair is sticking straight up, his eyes wide, mouth still agape, and his hand still gripping yours. you exit the ride in silence as you walk back to the main area of the park

“you okay?” you stifle a snort as he nods, looking shell-shocked.

“uh-huh” he blinks and regains his composure after a few minutes.

you then begin to start walking to the next ride, just as you pass the booth where it displays the pictures from the ride on the screens above.

you pause and tug on genyas sleeve to look for your picture. he didn’t even remember when that happened.

“oh oh! there!” you howl in laughter at the sight.

your happy face, mouth open, looking effortlessly beautiful as you seem like you’re having the time of your life. genya next to you is a stark contrast. his mouth is open too, but in complete fear. you can barely even tell his expression because his face looks blurry.

“can we buy it?” you hug his arm, cheek pressed against his shoulder, and he whimpers in embarrassment as he fishes for his wallet.

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just wanna if you guys would like to see anything else from me, or if i should just keep grinding out genya fics…

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‘first kiss’

genya shinazugawa x fem!reader

-masterlist-

modern!au

2.3k words

i’m a fein for high school boyfriend genya hes so cute

you and genya had been dating for a few weeks now. it started off as being classmates to close friends. he then built up the courage to ask you on a date with trembling hands and a cracking voice. of course you accepted. after a few more dates, you asked him to be your boyfriend. he was too nervous to ask so you had to take the reigns for that question.

after a few weeks of being together, you can tell he’s not entirely comfortable around you. he’s stiff when you hug him goodbye, cautious when asking you things; like if he can hold your bag for you, and the fact he seems like he doesn’t want to kiss you.

you’ve tried. you really have. after three failed attempts you’ve decided that he just wasn’t ready yet.

the first attempt was after he brought you home from a movie date. you were sitting on the steps to your front porch, chatting about the movie before you checked your phone.

“ah. i should probably go inside…” you try to soften the blow but wince when his face morphs to a soft frown

“oh. yeah” he scratches the back of his head. “didn’t realize how late it was”

“we should do this again sometime” you stand from the steps, and he follows shortly after.

he nods in agreement and he doesn’t appear to look like he’s about to leave, standing there almost expectingly.

“i’ll see you tomorrow” you say and shyly open your arms for a hug and he seems to glitch

he wraps his arms around your waist, hands clenched into fists as to be respectful, and his chin rested on top of your head. it’s silent and a little awkward

“thanks for paying for my ticket.” you hum “and taking me home”

“no problem” his voice is surprisingly soft.

you look up at him and he looks back down at you. the warm glow of your porch light illuminates your features, making you look as mesmerizing as a dream. he lets out a shaky exhale at the sight of you gazing at his face. he then notes how your eyes flicker to his lips. he furrows his eyebrows slightly in confusion, not quite getting it. you then raise yourself on your toes to lean your face towards his. the realization punches him in the gut. his eyes widen as he lets go of you, coughing and clearing his throat in the crook of his elbow.

“you okay?” you immediately feel guilty for being so forward. especially toward him. you’d only been dating for a week at this point!

he nods and finally composes himself, staring at the ground as he mumbles in shame, “i’ll cya tomorrow…” he then turns and steps off your porch to walk to his car, leaving you concerned if you’ve just messed everything up.

later that night you text him and apologize, assuming you made him uncomfortable. he quickly answers and brushes it off, just making up a silly excuse for his coughing fit.

the second attempt was a week later when you were with your friends, hanging out at the park. you and your group of friends were sitting in a circle on a blanket laid across the grass. you were all chatting about everything and anything that came to mind as you just soaked up each others’s presences. all of a sudden aoi felt the need to ask about your new relationship in front of everyone.

“how’s you and genya hmmm???” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows and soon after everyone joined in with curiosity. you keep the answers to a minimum and genya scowls at the boys who ask him similar questions.

“have you guys kissed yet?” zenitsu leans in towards you both and the whole circle goes silent, eyes on the two of you.

you guys look at each other and then back at the group

“not yet…” you begin and the group erupts, except for inosuke digging in his nose.

“what?!”

“really??”

“how come?”

they all exclaim and genya snaps, shutting everyone down with the explanation that the opportunity just hasn’t come up yet. a lie, of course, but it’s just for the sake of them shutting up. the conversation eventually fizzles out and everything goes back to normal.

after hanging out for another hour, you all decide to pack up and head home. you sling your school bag over your shoulder and aoi comes up to you and leans in towards your ear.

“you really haven’t kissed yet? you can tell me, know” she whispers loudly and kanao pops up beside her, nodding along.

“we haven’t. why does it matter? we’re just… taking it slow” you mumble uncomfortably. they both squint.

“are you going to soon?”

“i don’t know! when it happens, it’ll happen. i don’t wanna rush it..”

“you want to though..?”

“aoi!” you groan out “i’ll tell you when it happens. for the time being, stop asking!” you turn around and genyas right there, standing awkwardly.

he definitely heard everything. he’s pretending he didn’t.

“ready to go?” you approach him, pretending you don’t know he’s pretending not to know what you guys were talking about. he nods without a word and you both start walking

you make it to your door, getting deja vu as you stand there in front of each other

“thanks for walking me home” you break the silence and he nods.

you both sway anxiously

“don’t let them get in your head.”

he looks up. “what..?”

“aoi. everyone. they’re just being nosy.” you wave your hand dismissively

“oh.. hah.. that.” he scratches his cheek

“kissing you isn’t like- my priority.”

“huh?” he almost looks offended and you immediately regret your word choice

“i mean!-“ you groan in embarrassment at yourself “-it’s like something i’d like to do… just- it’s not the number one thing i think about…” your explanations gets you nowhere.

you stare at the ground, humiliated, when he chuckles

“i get what you mean.” he reassures you and the tension and awkwardness fades

“good” you sigh out “i’ll see you tomorrow?”

he smiles and nods, going to wrap his arms around you again. since last week, he’s gotten more comfortable with his hugs. his arms are more loosely wrapped around you, but his hands are still in fists. you pull back slightly to look at his face, getting a surge of confidence as you cup his face. like last time, you go on your tip-toes and lean in. although this time, he doesn’t seem to pull away. all of a sudden… you hear a distant pitter patter on the pavement down the sidewalk of your street

“(name)!!!” a high, nastily voice calls out. aoi.

you let go and snap your head towards the sound, seeing the girl

“you left your blanket!” she calls out before she sees the moment she just ruined. she freezes, mortified

“oh my god! i’m sorry!” she takes the rolled up blanket from under her arm and places it on the chair before backing away, finally turning and then speed-walking away.

her footsteps fade out as you and genya look at the rolled up blanket.

“i’ll see you tomorrow” he confirms and leaves.

the most recent time was during a study date at his house, at his dining room table, the weekend before exams. you both sat with your textbooks and papers sprawled out across the tabletop, notes written in chicken scratch.

“i can’t do this!” you groan out, your forehead in your palms.

he rests a gentle hand on your shoulder. “how about we take a break? we’ve been doing this for an hour straight now..”

you take a deep breath and look at him before nodding.

“i’ll make us something to eat” he stands from the table, chair screeching on the floor, and makes his way to the pantry.

you stand as well and grab the grape jelly from the fridge as he searches for the peanut butter and bread. you grip the lid and twist the lid, but it doesn’t budge. you groan and twist harder, catching genyas attention. he chuckles to himself and sets down the bread and peanut butter on the counter, standing by your side and resting a hand on your side

“you need help?”

“no…” you strain as you try to open the jar

“i can get it”

“i got it” you say stubbornly

he takes his other hand and places it on the other side of your waist. you groan and flex your now-sore hand before trying again

“(name)” he stills your wrists with his hands, engulfing them.

you look up with a crease in your brow from the frustration before it immediately vanishes at the sight of his amused face. the way your face changes makes him aware of what he’s doing, and he stills himself before slowly taking the jar from your hands and popping it open without a single grunt. instead of handing it back to you, he sets the open jar down on the counter, turning back to you.

he takes your chin in between his thumb and his pointer finger, tilting your head up to look at him. you’re in a daze as he dips his head down towards you.

“GENYA!” a grating voice rasps out, followed by booming footsteps.

genya releases your chin and stands up straight so fast his back cracks

“yeah?” he turns just as his older brother walks in the kitchen

“why are you not studying your math?!” he demands and he sees the jelly, peanut butter, and bread on the counter. “you’re eating when you could be doing your math??” he looks absolutely dumbfounded

~~

tonight was the night before exams and both of your stress levels were high. you’ve practically done everything you could while studying, and just wanted a breath of fresh air. you both decided to take a late night drive to clear your minds together.

you’re sitting in the passenger seat, genya driving, windows down, and music softly playing on the radio. the chilly night air makes you forget about your exams momentarily and you look over to genya, his face focused on the empty road ahead.

“we should drive to the lookout. that’d be nice” you recommend and his eyes flicker to you before nodding and taking the backstreets to the lookout. it was a place you’d gone with your friends usually, where you could all look across the town, lit up nicely in contrast to the dark sky above.

he parks with his trunk facing the view as he pops the trunk and gets out with you. you both sit on the ledge of the trunk, grabbing a blanket and draping it across the two of you. he wraps an arm around you (something he’s finally able to do without trembling) and you nuzzle into his side.

“this is nice” he says into the night and you hum in agreement

“what do you think you’ll get on math tomorrow?” you look up at him suddenly and his face contorts uncomfortably at the reminder of the exams awaiting you both tomorrow.

“if i get under a 90, im dead…” he chuckles awkwardly, although he’s being serious. his older brother takes his class very seriously, especially when it comes to his little brother.

“if you fail, then i’ll fail on purpose so you aren’t alone” you offer, knowing you’ll probably fail on accident anyway

you both laugh together softly, you still looking up at him.

your faces are glowing from the faraway lights of the town below, eyes looking like they’re glittering as you both look at each other. you sit up slightly to wrap your arms around his neck, and he places his palms on your waist. he gulps nervously and forces his anxiety down. it’s now or never.

he slides his hands to rest on your back as he pulls you in, testing the waters as he brushes the tip of your nose with his. your giggles are airy before he steals your breath in an eager kiss.

goosebumps travel across your whole body from the feeling of his lips finally being on yours. although it isn’t like you imagined. his nerves make him a little too excited as his teeth clash with yours, lips sloppy and at some points you struggle to keep up. his hands grip at the fabric of your shirt on your back as if you’re gonna disappear.

when you finally pull away, you’re both breathless. he leans back on his hands, catching his breath and staring wide-eyed at you. there’s a short pause, crickets chirping in the distance, and your breathes uneven and shaky from the adrenaline.

at last you finally scoff out a laugh, bursting into giggles. he starts laughing himself, grabbing your arm and yanking you towards him. you collapse into his arms, giggling the night away.

~~

the next morning you come to school with a particular glow on your face, an extra skip in your step, and a permanent grin.

“i know you’re not smiling about the math exam today” aoi approaches you on your right with a skeptical look, kanao digging through her neat locker on your left.

“im not” you hum in a high pitch as you grab your textbook and put it in your bag.

suddenly your boyfriend comes up behind you, taking your bag off your shoulder and slinging out over his own. the same dumb and giddy smile on his own face.

“thank you, genya” you put a hand on his arm and he beams back

“ready to fail?” he teases and links his arm with yours

“only with you” you shrug and skip off together, making people give you weird looks at how happy the two of you seem

“weirdos…” aoi mumbles as she goes on her phone while she waits for kanao, who looks wide-eyed into her locker, and who completely understood.