#Mitsuri Kanroji x reader

[faintrustle]

[amphibiahawks321]

M!Reader : .....

Makio : .....

[Y/N thought 💭]

Why is this happening...

[Makio thought 💭]

Why is this happening...

[Tengen is seen lifting makio overhead effortlessly–While shouting motivations at Mitsuri... Who is doing squats while lifting Y/N effortlessly]

[Makio and Y/N both have blank, unbothered expressions...]

Tengen : That's it, Kanroji! Make it flamboyant!

[Mitsuri who's panting... Slightly]

Mitsuri : R-Right!! I won’t lose to Lord Tengen!

[Mitsuri squats with you perfectly balanced across her shoulders]

Mitsuri : A-Are you doing okay, Y/N? I do not want to make you feel any discomfort!

M!Reader : ...You’re literally lifting me like I’m a feather, I think i should be asking if my weight makes it too easy...

[anqelically]

THE MOMENT THEY WANTED TO MARRY YOU

FEATURING. sanemi shinazugawa, giyuu tomioka, obanai iguro & mitsuri kanroji

WARNINGS. gn!reader, fluff, comfort, hcs in drabble form, reader and iguro are naked (no nsfw), hints to iguro’s past

NAVI | KNY MASTERLIST

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA realized he wanted to marry you one day when he came home late at night to find you asleep at the dining table, apparently waiting for him. after the loss of most of his family, the shinazugawa brothers had moved into your home after you offered. you lost your mother to an illness not too long after, making it only you three who inhabited the tiny home.

you always cared for sanemi, and sanemi had always cared for you. so when you learned of his nightly activities, it worried you. sometimes he’d come home with torn clothes, and other days sanemi returned with fresh wounds. if you hadn’t fallen asleep by then, you’d dress his wounds tenderly. it wasn’t any better after joining the demon slayer corps.

the thought of him putting himself in danger like that gnawed at your stomach the first few weeks. but then time passed, and you no longer feared as much. there was always a possibility of losing sanemi, but he proved himself to be strong, both physically and in drive. though, you always prayed for his safety.

your upper body leaned on the low table, chest rising and falling as sanemi approached. the meal you set for him had grown cold a long time ago, but he’ll eat it regardless. first, the boy was going to carry you to your futon. though, the sight of a sleeping genya, whose head rested on your thigh, made him pause.

in his sleep, the young boy clung to your figure. and it was no wonder you only supported your head on the table with one arm, the other one rested on genya’s back. it must’ve been uncomfortable for you, yet you remained in that position for hours, awake or not.

the first one sanemi carried to their respective futon was genya. he was much heavier than before, the older boy thought. he was glad that genya was growing properly, especially with how much you fed him. the black-haired boy loved your cooking so much he almost always ate nearly half of it.

sanemi eventually carried your slouched form to your futon. he set you down gently before placing your blanket over the lower half of your body. you got warm easily, so sanemi knew it would be best to not cover you completely.

the moonlight shone on your sleeping figure as sanemi brushed your stray hairs away from your face. his eyes traveled from you to the cold plate on the table. always so caring, you were. his gaze then landed on genya, who you always treated as your own brother.

sanemi, despite the many things he has yet to comprehend, was sure of one thing— his love for you. the two of you were still teenagers, but he was sure of his feelings. as his fingers traveled from your forehead to your cheek, cupping your face lightly, there was only a single thought that occupied his mind.

one day, in a world free of demons, he’d take your hand and ask you to be his.

it was when you were crying in his arms that GIYUU TOMIOKA knew that he wanted your hand in marriage. although he was skilled, he was rendered unconscious during a mission after slaying two demons with tricky demon blood arts. although he was only unconscious from night till the next afternoon, you couldn’t help but worry.

you were no demon slayer, so the thought of your partner being bedridden had scared you. you rushed to his bedside when giyuu’s crow informed you of his state. and as you sat by his sleeping form, the little butterfly estate girls told you that although he was littered with cuts, none of them were deep.

part of you always believed that giyuu was invincible. even though you knew he was the highest rank in the demon slayer corps, he never came home with worrying injuries. a few small cuts here and there were all treated by you before the two of you fell into bed.

seeing giyuu’s bare torso covered in white patches reminded you that giyuu was not invincible, and even someone skilled like him was vulnerable to injury.

compared to the corps members that already died before giyuu was assigned the mission, he was barely harmed. but since you didn’t see it that way, he saw the tears that brimmed your eyes after he woke up. your hug was gentle as if you’d hurt him if you squeezed him tight.

giyuu snaked his arms around your waist as you cried and told him how you worried for him. your words, even your tears alone spoke volumes about how much you cared for him. the black-haired man held you tighter, knowing that he cared for you just as much, and one day hoped to show you by proposing with a ring fit only for you.

you and OBANAI IGURO were lying bare in bed the moment he realized he wanted to marry you. it was late at night and the two of you had your limbs tangled together underneath a thick blanket, skin-to-skin for half an hour in near darkness. the muted moonlight that shone through the shoji door was only enough to outline the other’s figure.

obanai’s skin burned beneath your smooth fingers, the gentle touch scorching his very being. you always had that effect on him, especially when he was most vulnerable to you, when he was bare.

your fingers brushed the skin of his cheeks, lightly touching the part of his face that he always kept bandaged up. your fingers ran over the bumpy skin once more before you cupped his cheeks, pressing your forehead to his.

there were a few nights you’d spend like this. though, it was always so dark. you wanted to see your lover in full, but knowing how he felt about it, you never forced him to. after all, it had taken you some time to get used to the reminder of your own past; the large scar that ran from your chest to your belly button.

you laid your head back onto your pillow before you asked him if it was okay to light up a candle although you expected him to politely decline. instead, he hesitated before saying you could. after you asked once more to be sure, the black-haired man decided to light the candle for you.

his face, illuminated by the candlelight, turned towards you. obanai watched as you crawled towards him and sat on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. you told him that his beauty never failed to make you awe as he snaked his hands onto your hips.

you smiled at him lovingly before you laid your head in the crook of his neck, finding comfort in your position. he tucked back a piece of your hair before resting his cheek atop your head. obanai thought someone as tainted as him didn’t deserve such love from you, someone so pure. however, you wandered into his arms with no argument, embracing his being. obanai was sure that when the time was right, he’d marry you under your favorite cherry blossom tree.

the two of you were having brunch when MITSURI KANROJI realized she wanted to marry you one day. being the absolute bundle of joy she was, mitsuri was excited about the brunch the two of you planned days before. you’d be coming over to her estate, so the woman made sure to have lots of food prepared.

you arrived at mitsuri’s estate earlier than planned with a tray of sakura mochi you made just for her. although she ushered you to the dining room while she rushed the rest of her cooking and baking outside, you couldn’t help but wonder what was taking her so long. and when you realized it was because mitsuri was running all over the place to pay attention to everything she was cooking at once, you opted to help her.

you smiled at the love hashira, telling her she didn’t have to do all of this by herself, especially since she was providing for their meal. with a blossoming pink dusted across her cheeks, mitsuri thanked you and the two of you finished soon enough.

with everything set on the table, the two of you dug in. mitsuri babbled about her recent adventures like always, and you listened with a small smile on your face. from the moment you met, mitsuri was always so bright. the happiness she had always oozed out of her being and spread onto you, though you’ve never minded it.

while you found yourself lost in admiring her, another blush made its way onto mitsuri’s cheeks. your fond stare nearly made her heart melt when she noticed it. setting down her bowl, she felt her heart race against her chest as a certain thought crossed her mind.

you seemed to have caught yourself and quickly coughed before eating some of the fluffy pancakes she had made, commenting on how good they tasted. mitsuri giggled before she grinned endearingly. if you got married one day, then maybe the happiness of sharing a single meal would continue forever. truthfully, she wished that day would come soon.

NOTE. i was so into sanemi’s coming up with the other 3’s was a bit difficult 😓 sorry it’s a bit ooc (imo) this is my warm up dw

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𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐂𝐒

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : kyojuro rengoku, tengen uzui & wives, poly obamitsu, tanjiro kamado, inosuke hashibira, zenitsu agatsuma.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : sfw, gn!reader, big spoon coded reader cus i said so, wholesome fluff, cuddling n snuggling, polyamory (tengen & obamitsu's parts), kamaboko trio aged up as per usual.

𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔

— A teddy bear in the shape of a man and enthusiastic to be used as one! As a Hashira, Kyojuro is often kept away for days and weeks at a time, so he makes the most of every moment you spend together.

— Kyojuro's not happy unless he's got his arms full of his favorite person, so you can expect him to seek you out the moment he arrives home.

— If you’re a civilian and he finds you in the kitchen, he’ll drape himself over you from behind, nuzzling his face into your neck and lavishing it with smiling kisses, rugged hands settling on your hips.

— Kyojuro wants to be cuddled to sleep and truly can’t bear to be parted from you, no matter how swelteringly hot it gets in the summer months. And if he has obligations, he tries to wake up a little early so he can have a few minutes of cuddle time with you before he’s whisked away. You don’t even have to be awake for it, he just wants to hold you for a little while <3

— He started out as a big spoon but converted into a little spoon when he discovered what it felt like to be properly held. He’s no more content than he is when he’s got his back pressed to your chest and you’ve curled yourself around his broad frame. 

— He likes it best when you rub his belly when his eyes are too big for his stomach, always easing a bit of the discomfort <3

— Kyojuro is comfy to lay on, with two perfect pillows for you to rest your head on (his pecs <3). His muscles are quite soft when relaxed, and the way his heart stutters when your cheek rests on it is so cute.

— Kyojuro feels safe in your presence so he’s very prone to falling asleep on your shoulder or with his head in your lap. With his workload and inconsistent sleep schedule, he’s often a cuddle session away from nodding off. Particularly so when you start playing with his flaxen hair, it’s like his off-switch 🤭

— He’s a bit of an oversized lapdog and’ll climb into your lap every chance he gets. As far as he’s concerned, that’s his seat. It looks funny to outsiders if he’s bigger than you, but he hardly cares, all too eager to get all comfy in your lap and tell you about his day.

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈 & 𝐖𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒

— Big, tough man too cool to cuddle? No sir. Tengen is a touchy lover and raises a brow when you try to sit anywhere other than his lap, like why aren't you in your assigned seat? 🤨

— Pulls you flush against his side every chance he gets, wrapping a heavy arm around your shoulders. You often get a companion wet kiss to the cheek to boot just to see you scrunch your face up and wipe his spit off your cheek >:(

— His wives are just like him– Suma especially who practically hangs off of you with those big doe eyes, clinging onto your arm during outings as a group. Between Tengen and Suma, your hands will never be lonely and you'll certainly never be cold. Those two are space heaters and can't keep their hands off their partners to save their lives.

— Makio is easily flustered by affection but ultimately craves it, even if getting her to admit it is like pulling teeth. A hopeless romantic at heart <3 She’s a big spoon and overheats easily, so she prefers to linger on the edges of the cuddle piles. She’ll smack your thigh if you move around too much with an annoyed grumble. She can be such a meanie sometimes 😔

— Hinatsuru doesn’t mind holding or being held, she just wants to be close to you. Though generally more soft-spoken than Makio, Tengen, and Suma, her affectionate touch translates her love for her partners so clearly. Often rubs soothing circles over your back, rests a comforting hand on your arm, and pets your hair while you cuddle.

— Tengen likes to talk when you cuddle, prattling on about his or your day while rubbing your side or back mindlessly. Most times, he talks you to sleep or vice versa, considering what a busy guy he is before retirement. Sometimes you’ll get caught up in deep conversations about your past lives, silly theories, or ping-pong flirtatious banter until you can barely keep your eyes open.

— Tengen likes it most when you and the wives crawl right on top of him, all to eager to be living furniture for his beautiful spouses while you all gossip and giggle to each other.

𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐈 𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 & 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐈

— Dare I say the clingiest partners ever?

— Obanai hesitates where as Mitsuri openly throws herself into your arms at every opportunity. Just be patient and take things slow and he'll follow Mitsuri's example. It’s a subtle shift, maybe he leans his head on your shoulder to test the waters, unable to meet your eyes. He melts if you wrap an arm around his shoulders and rub his arm, eyelids drooping as he relaxes further against you.

— Mitsuri is a cuddle bug in every sense of the word, like a tiny, purring kitty rubbing its body against your legs when you come near. You swear she chirps like one too, especially when her affections are met with a head pat or tender kiss.

— Obanai won’t say it, but he likes it when he’s in the middle, tucked safely between his two favorite people. The three of you spend many long hours this way, just relaxing in each other's embrace before your obligations call you away from the cuddle puddle– with no shortage of complaints from your lovers (Obanai’s longing wistful look as you go is just as painful as Mitsuri’s whines)

— Their clinginess only worsens as your relationship progresses, I’m afraid 💀 Obanai has a death grip comparable to a boa constrictor, especially when he’s in a deep sleep.

— I have a vivid image in my mind of Mitsuri having to use her insane strength to pry his arms off of you and scooch herself in your place so you can pee in the middle of the night, barely able to stifle her giggles. (Obanai is very much this meme)

𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎

— Touch starved but doesn’t know it, and is also unintentionally touchy. Until he isn’t. Until his touches seem all too intentional, never without meaning.

— Cuddling with you is one of his favorite activities and he’ll even schedule official cuddle time if you let him, so you never go without the comfort of one another’s arms for long. He’ll even decline plans if it’s the wrong time of day…

“Sorry, I’d love to, but it’s almost four and I always cuddle with my partner around that time.”

— And no it’s not negotiable. What if he was late, or missed it and hurt your feelings? No no, he’s far too considerate for that.

— Besides, he misses cuddle time the most when he’s out in the field, miles away from your warm embrace. You can tell he’s missing you in the letters he sends home, commenting about how it “ sure is cold out here,” though the longer he goes without the less subtle he is, rephrasing how he misses you in every paragraph. Can you really blame him? He truly adores you so it’s hard to be away from you :((

— Prefers to be the little spoon but ultimately will be happy no matter how you’re cuddling. (I expand on little spoon Tanjiro in this post <3)

𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀

— Instinctually touchy and yet so unused to cuddling. Inosuke doesn’t know much about positive affectionate touch so he tends to squirm out of hugs and gets a little anxious when you hold him still too long, much like a dog would. He asks you what you’re doing, voice a little softer than normal, cheeks a little pink beneath his mask.

“Cuddling you?” you reply, equally confused by his reaction as he is to your affection.  “Well stop it. It feels weird,” he huffs, and you comply, albeit a bit disheartened. You can’t help but be curious about his rejection, so you push past the sudden awkwardness of the moment to inquire about it. “Feels weird how?” “I don’t know! It just does!” he snaps defensively, a little frustrated, an emotion you can’t help but mirror. But then you relax, reminding yourself to be understanding. It must show on your face though, because he follows you around until he’s sure you aren’t mad at him. Your understanding nature is something he’s still getting used to as well.

— Take it slow with him if you can help it, form positive associations with touch, and then try again another time and he’ll be more receptive <3 REALLY receptive after a while, like before you know it you’ve got a stage 10 clinger on your hands 😭 

— Especially if you start sleeping together, cus he likes to cover you with his whole body as his way of protecting you while you’re in a vulnerable state.

— However, he will get bitchy if he catches you taking naps without him there to cuddle up to you. Like just say you don’t love him 😔 You’ll wonder why he’s giving you dirty looks and the cold shoulder all day, yeah it’s cus you didn’t immediately come find him to nap. Traitor.

— He associates cuddling with sleep so he’s prone to nodding off, and if you guide his head to rest on your chest and massage his scalp? He’s dead to the world, snoring and everything.

𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀

— You cannot pry this man off of you and I mean it. He was clinging to you before you were even an item, often to your leg, your kimono, your hand, wherever he can reach. If you reciprocate once, he’ll keep coming back for more of it. So touch starved it’s pitiable, and he’s smart enough to know that looking pathetic earns him sympathy.

— That said, he’s taken aback if you initiate cuddling, almost unable to fathom being desired. It’s only then that he gets a little shy, chuckling nervously as you take him into your arms. Doesn’t know what to do with himself.

— Zenitsu isn’t picky about how you cuddle, just that you’re touching in every way possible. Tangles his legs with yours, wriggles as close as humanly possible, and holds your clothing in an iron grip.

— Oftentimes he looks so blissed out when he’s wrapped up in your embrace, eyes half-lidded or drooping with sudden sleepiness. You’re just so comfortable, and comforting, and beautiful and aaaa before he knows it he’s muttering all these things to you.

You awaken slowly to a considerable weight on your chest, squinting with your eyes closed you feel around blindly and find the familiar shape of your husband sprawled out on top of you. You sigh, recognizing his snores and a smile tugs at your lips despite it being tough to breathe. Your palm rests on his back, bunching in the thick fabric of his hoari. Your eyes finally crack open, the morning light illuminating your fully-dressed partner. Must’ve been a long night, you mused to yourself, able to picture a half-asleep Zenitsu stumbling into bed so clearly in your mind. Though even his unconscious alter-ego tended to seek you out. You turn, shifting Zenitsu onto his side. He stirs, but only slightly, immediately tucking his head under your chin with a grunt. “Don’t go,” he murmurs in his sleep, most likely to a dream version of you and a fondness warms your chest. “Stay.”

[hxney-lemcn]

Beauty marks were said to be the remnants of where your past lover kissed you the most. It was a lovely idea, that someone had loved you so reverently in the past that it managed to leave an imprint as dots that littered your skin. And how lucky were you? To have someone in this lifetime love you just as, if not more devotedly. Lips connecting imaginary lines as they silently vowed to kiss each and every mark that was scattered across you.

You're not sure what you did to deserve this all consuming love, but you were sure to give it back, after all, you wanted to make sure new marks dotted their skin in their next life.

⸻ Link (loz), Sidon, Malleus Draconia, Kalim Al-Asim, Jade Leech, Rook Hunt, Silver Vanrouge, Toge Inumaki, Yuji Itadori, Utahime Iori, Kento Nanami, Mitsuri Kanroji, Kyojuro Rengoku, Tamayo, Yoriichi Tsugikuni, Tanjiro Kamado, Boothill, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Natasha, Himeko, Hanya, Argenti, Jiaoqiu, Sunday

If you liked this go read this fic by @maopll that explores this idea as well!

[drluvsick]

Hashiras x super cheerful excited golden retriever girlfriend PLSPSLSPSLPSLPSLS🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Reader is sunny , always smiling , laughing , extroverted , very strangely optimistic ^_^

𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 — 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐬

hashiras with a sunny, optimistic s/o. 📝 ik the ask called for fem! reader but this can be read gn! as well. GOOSH I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO DO… ALSO i knew that if i just did this regularly for everyone it’d start becoming repetitive in each one, so i put them into categories first and then wrote down what might be different with each hashira— hence why some entries are pretty short. SORRY AGAIN!!

word count : 1.3k+

𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙄𝙉𝙂 . . . 𝘚𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘈𝘠 𝘉𝘌𝘚𝘛 — 𝘚𝘜𝘙𝘍𝘈𝘊𝘌𝘚

MATCHES your energy perfectly. absolutely loves the positive vibes, it makes their entire day and they live for it.

— rengoku, mitsuri, tengen (mostly)

FINDS it refreshing. the corps needs more people like you to make the negative energies of demon slaying wash away. may not completely match your energy, but it makes them happy no doubt to see you spreading that positivity (it’ll rub off on them soon enough if it hasn’t already).

— shinobu, obanai, gyomei

FOUND you annoying at first. absolutely thought you were stupid. though, in the end, they fell anyways without meaning to— soon finding your positivity and shining personality charming.

— sanemi

TREATS you like an any other day person they’d react with on a daily basis until you start spending more and more time with them, congrats! you’ve invaded their hearts.

— giyu, muichiro

𝐆𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐈 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀

— you distract him from everything. you’re always so bright and happy that whenever he’s around you he can’t help but smile and forget all his worries and stresses.

— he likes that this is your true personality, not just some act.

— definitely falls further in love when you defend him from other slayers who question his capabilities as hashira due to his lack of sight.

— AND HE WILL DEFEND YOU whenever he senses that you’re sad because of another person. he cannot stand to hear you feel upset. it’s one of the rare times he’s passively aggressive towards someone, he simply just cares for you so much.

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈

— finds you interesting. and when he spots an interesting person, you best believe he’s going to investigate.

— loves talking to you about nothing in particular, whether you’re leading or he’s leading the conversation it’s bound to be a unique and enlightening chat.

— ABSOLUTELY bedazzles you with some of his flashy items so that you’re positively shining in and out.

— sometimes when he’s just down in the dumps he may find your positivity annoying and will voice it, but he always backtracks when he sees your smile go a fraction lower.

𝐆𝐈𝐘𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐎𝐊𝐀

— this is a trope. it’s called extrovert x introvert. it’s also another trope called yapper x listener.

— you will spout out a whole paragraph or two about something and he’ll just give you a few nods to show he’s paying attention, maybe voicing his opinions once in a while with just a few words. but he’s definitely listening, after all, he loves hearing you speak.

— you go from just another person in his life to something way different, someone who recognizes him for something and doesn’t shun him like the others.

— he thinks that maybe—with you being a “look on the bright side,” kind of person—you’ll be able to see him from an angle that practically no one takes the time to see for themselves.

— he lets you hug him whenever you’re happy, but at the same time he hopes that you don’t hear his heart going a mile a second.

𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐈 𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

— it’s funny, really; how fast his memories from way back when go to rest whenever you’re nearby, how immediate the thoughts of his scars disappear as you come into view.

— he admires your consistency to stay positive among the lifelong struggles in this job as a demon slayer.

— showed his scars to you early on after you convinced him that looks alone wouldn’t change your opinions on him. he’s so glad he did, because after some much needed pep talking he’s absolutely ecstatic. he can breathe easier around you now, taking off the bandages whenever he likes because you’re just that much of a comfort to him.

— possessive & protective, if someone’s making you sad they are DEAD MEAT. HIDE

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀

— fell so hard. and he didn’t even notice it! that smooth road from hating you to loving you never crossed any speed bumps that let him figure it out, it just hit him one day.

— “you can’t find positivity in everything. you’re bound to wake up to reality somewhere along this line of work.” sanemi said this to help himself so that he’d never be so hurt by your eventual sad expressions from who knows what. the only thing it succeeded in doing was convince you to prove him wrong.

— has the prettiest color on his face when he blushes at you complimenting or being enthusiastic at spending time with him, even if you’re enthusiastic at spending time with every hashira.

— it’s funny cuz he’ll just go from being so aggressive and mean towards you to just one day out of the blue being unusually gentle and kind. you bet he’ll be the first one to beat up whoever makes you cry or help you with your problems, because even if this man doesn’t see it, he is absolutely WHIPPED.

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎

— he just wants to hug you every time you’re around (and he does, with your consent of course)!

— two golden retrievers running around with no leashes and no restraints. everyone should be terrified

— he’s happy that there’s someone in the corps he can really talk to for days on end about anything if he’s ever looking for positive outlooks. someone who sees his point of views and matches his overly optimistic nature.

— gets a lil jealous when you’re like this around tengen but we shall not elaborate as he’s stomped those feelings down long ago

𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐈

— LOVES your energy SO MUCH. it makes her feel all warm and fuzzy inside when you talk and laugh around her; she feels wanted.

— your hype girl. she will absolutely cheer for you whenever you need it and she’ll squeal when you pay her back with hugs or compliments.

— she never seems to need any words or comfort from you whenever she’s sad, because every time you walk in her point of view she immediately lights up and her mood does a whole switch.

— clicked easily with you when you first got introduced, definitely love at first sight for her.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐔 𝐊𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐎

— she’s surprised at first at how happy you could be in this line of profession, but soon after spending some more time with you she understands. you’ve given her a new reason to be happy everyday and she cherishes her genuine happiness closely.

— she refrains from teasing you as she does with giyu, because unlike with him she can’t stand to see your smile break even a little bit.

— likes the positive role model you present to her patients, encouraging them that everything was going to be okay and uplifting all the moods of all the people you speak with in her estate.

— eventually her own smiles will mirror your unfeigned ones over time. she thanks you heavily for that.

𝐌𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐎

— aloof with you as he does with most others at first. doesn’t understand the point and why you want to spend time with him so much—why it’d bring you so much joy to be around him.

— eventually he learns to tolerate it which leads to his days feeling unusually empty without you. he subconsciously asks for more missions with you with reasons that don’t fully make sense, but they’re more believable than “i don’t want to be apart from them.”

— and then when he regains his memories and the fog from his head is lifted; he’s absolutely smiling every time you’re around. he still dazes out of conversations once in a while, but that’s only because he’s busy looking at you.

— he comes to full terms with himself and hugs you a lot (to the point where he’d been called clingy by tengen a few times). he’s so, so happy with you and hopes you never fall to the line of work that you both reside in.

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[guillotinesandroses]

HIII so i had like a cool idea right what if we get like individual hashira reactions to an ex hashira reader than turned into a demon and feels bad for it and find that the reader has been following them around cause they miss them but has to keep their distance and will avoid interaction at all costs until they’re cornered

so how we feeling guys 👅

Note: Feeling good! :] This can be read as platonic or romantic.

Contains: Hurt/Comfort (Giyuu, Mitsuri, Shinobu, Tengen, Kanae), Hurt No Comfort (Sanemi, Obanai, Kyojuro, Muichiro, Gyomei)

Editing related notes: Sanemi's bit is missing one part, I accidentally left in an author note placeholder because I was sleepy 💀 That's what the asterisks signify.

Those Unwanted Wisps

Giyuu Tomioka

> Your disappearance has haunted him for months by now. The mission you parted for was not meant to be difficult; it was supposed to be just another common check in to murders potentially related to demons. However, later reports hinted towards Upper Moon activity in that area. Although your body is yet to be recovered, Giyuu has found himself preparing for the worst. Sorrow sweeps over him in calm, cold waves, and he wishes the memories would stop crashing through him. 

> You saw past his aloof personality, being the only Hashira to bother with actively seeking him out. Neither his equanimity nor silence deterred you. The occasional sarcastic remarks never annoyed you, if anything you were entertained by them, and thus to his delight, you grew quite close. Over time, Giyuu found himself admiring you, the way you knew your limitations and shamelessly admitted to your faults. You were bright and bold and selfless, so much so that the depths of his soul may as well have been pierced by the rays of your light. 

> His expression twitches in a sudden burst of pain, the casual grip on his sword tightens. It would not have been like you to carelessly throw your life away. If you were alive you would have returned by now and apologized for causing worry, only to rush straight onto the next mission. Lately, like a tidal wave, Giyuu has been tearing into his enemies with quiet, careless rage. All because he knows you are gone. 

> To make matters worse, a strange presence has been following him as of late. The phantom stalks him through the trees, and part of him wonders if it may be your spirit chasing after him. Those thoughts are swiftly shaken off, Giyuu cannot afford to ignore the possibility of a demon just because he got sentimental. He grasps the pendant hidden beneath his uniform, a gift for him, you said, the aquamarine reminded you of his eyes. Allowing them to flutter shut for merely a second, Giyuu hopes holding onto the present will keep him stable as he finally snaps to face his stalker. 

> His eyes shoot wide open anyway, mouth parted as he finally gazes upon the creature's form. Your face, your complexion, your clothes, even your sword- the figure holds all of them. However, everything that made you yourself has been warped and his stare sharpens. This is without a doubt a demons doing. Giyuu readies his sword, more than eager to tear this crude illusion apart, but the being's reaction forces him to pause. 

> Although accompanied by a swift movement, your blade blocks his passively. Please, you plead of him to speak with you first. Torn between rage to cut down the creature for impersonating you and rushing to hold you, Giyuu's face betrays him as it twists in a surge of grief. It reverts back to its usual stone cold form as he demands an explanation. In spite of his disbelief, Giyuu can tell the demon is genuine when claiming to be you; the rumors of an Upper Moon having been in the area were true, and you were turned against your will. 

> His gaze drifts downwards to the damp grass, hand flinching against the hilt of his katana. Responsibility clashes against every memory he has tried to drown. Playing tsume shogi and talking late into the night, sharing rare smiles and eating fish together- everything Giyuu has tried to stifle crashes over him once more. His chest constricts as if his lungs were filled with water instead of air, but he knows now is not the time for distractions. He breathes in and forces himself to relax his shoulders. Face as emotionless as ever, Giyuu asks if you have ever devoured a human. 

> You deny it, and he knows it is the truth. Although still hurt and furious towards whichever monster made you this way, Giyuu approaches you as a friend. Wordlessly, he embraces you like the tides embrace the moon. Hands firmly pressed against your back as you return the gesture, he swears to make this right. Even if he needs to violated the Demon Slayer Corps' code of conduct, he will keep you safe. 

> Selfish as it may be, Giyuu cannot afford to lose another loved one. Your absence already left an abyss in his heart, and as wrong as it is, a sense of relief washed over him even as he saw your demonic form. Though a twisted visage, a warped reflection on the surface of water, it was still you, it is still you. His hold tightens, eyes half-lidded, actions speaking the words he could never say. 

> Giyuu was not there to aid you when you needed him most. Guilt claws in his chest at the thought, and it likely forever will keep doing so. He has never been good enough to save those who have always had his back. However, you are still alive, in his arms, speaking as the person you always have been. Although it is a horrifying and terrible turnout of events, Giyuu holds on tighter and decides this is his second chance. He could not save you then but he will protect you now even if it puts him at risk, and even if it means protecting your humanity instead. 

Mitsuri Kanjori

> She has tried her best to remain positive. Each day Mitsuri waits by the porch of your mansion, a box of handmade sweets in her lap. Daydreaming of all the topics she will get to catch up with you on, the Love Hashira kicks her feet back and forth as the hours pass by. Sometimes she falls asleep leaning against a pillar, sometimes she has to leave with a wistful sigh. No matter what it is that forces Mitsuri to leave, she has been eating her meals all alone. 

> There is no way she could accept someone as powerful, wonderful and beautiful could be out of her life just like that. In spite of Iguro's careful attempts at reasoning with her, Mitsuri likes to think you simply found someone to love wherever you disappeared. That person must be very important and in dire need of help! Ah, how truly selfless and radiant you are! Hopefully you will be back soon to visit. 

> Deep down, she knows this is all only wishful thinking. Mitsuri is not childish enough to believe everything went so perfectly for you, but she is not willing to accept your departure just yet either. Many of her colleagues have passed, and their deaths have left her trembling in anger and sadness. However, as someone so many depend on, she cannot afford to be distracted. Even if this is the first time someone so close to her has met the kind of horrible end many in this line of work do, she must keep her head on straight. 

> Besides, your body has not even been recovered yet! You could totally be alive! Mitsuri will ignore the ghostly presence following her around, it has got to be just her mind playing tricks on her. Ghosts very likely do exist, but that is not your spirit behind her, nope! See, she will prove it right here and now! 

> Mitsuri spins around with her green eyes barely peeled open, only to let out a loud gasp. Before her stands the very person she has missed so much. Sure, you look like you were hiding and now are hesitating, but there is no need to be shy! Mitsuri cries out your name and rushes towards you with her arms spread out. You both fall to the ground as she giggles in delight upon seeing you alive and well, but you spare no reaction to what should have been the air getting forced out of your lungs. 

> The silence shocks her and she apologizes for tackling you as her giggles die down. Soon Mitsuri pulls herself up by her arms to hover above you, cheerful tone replaced by worry. You avert your gaze as she scans you over for injuries, only for her breath to catch in her throat. The cute parts of your pretty face have become tainted by demonic features! You are still rather attractive though... but that is beside the point! 

> Panicking, Mitsuri rubs her eyes frantically and hopes it will make those demonic bits go away. When this does not work, she pleads you to tell her what happened. This is still you, it has to be! You have not eaten or killed any humans, the you Mitsuri knows would never do that. She believes you with her whole heart when you say you have not, and embraces you the same way she always has, like all the love in the world is hers to give. 

> Sweet like honey and warm like spring, her heart envelops yours. It is as if everything will be alright, just because Mitsuri loves you. Slowly, your shoulders go slack as your hands settle over her back as well. Mitsuri promises she sees you the same way she always has, and will invite you out to eat even though you need no food anymore. Maybe you will finally join her in taking care of her bees now that your skin is more durable and heals easier!

> That earns a short burst of laughter from you and she giggles as well. Through some sort of miracle, you retained your whole consciousness in spite of your transformation. Mitsuri refuses to let an opportunity like this slip past her. Her friend is back and the Demon Slayer Corps has a cooperative reference for demon studying. The studying part is only if you agree, of course! 

Mitsuri just needs an excuse to get everyone on board with keeping you around still. They all have good reasons for hating demons and she does not want anyone to get hurt. However, she cares about you far too much to allow you to simply be executed Besides, you have not even harmed a single human! Those months apart were nothing but pangs of hurt slashing through her heartstrings. Now that she finally has you back, she is never letting you go. 

Obanai Iguro

> The days muddle into a blur as he wraps himself up in work. Obanai curses himself for not having taken those rumors seriously. One Hashira was not enough, that is the only reason why you could have been gone for so long. He does not allow himself to grow close to people often, not that many are worth his time to begin with. However, through your persistence in befriending him, he grew to see your strengths. 

> Embarrassingly soon into knowing you, Obanai had to admit it. You are an ideal demon slayer. The rules and etiquette of the organization are engraved into your very bones. Not a shred of mercy lurks in your body, no sympathy at all wasted on those undeserving of it. Even so, you remain humble and lively, so assured in your cause and comrades that you speak eagerly of what you will do when the time comes that demons are no more. 

> Although he regarded your optimism as foolish at first, Obanai grew to respect it over time. In fact, it is how every slayer should function. The finish line is in sight, the Demon King will fall. Therefore, all energy should be expended towards training and working for that destination, that future. These weaklings the Corps has become infested with are all stagnant and cowardly, but now he finds himself wishing you would have shown more care for your own limits. 

> If he could, he would find you and coil around you, keeping you beside him at all times. The number of people he cares for has been at an all time low for years now. The more Obanai thinks of it, the more grief and hatred slither within him like his veins. Even if only for a while, the way your sights were locked onto the future made him wonder if even someone as filthy as him could move forward. In spite of your own struggles, which you never attempted to mask, all you ever said was that the past is dead and gone, only today is worth considering... but today, you are gone. 

> The bandages over his mouth shift with his subtle grimace, eyes narrowed. There is no way he can move on from your death. Obanai has never had much to himself, has not had the chance to lose something so valuable. Now he knows how to hold on, but it is far too late. So, to turn his shortcomings into something of value, he snarls and decides to finally deal with the creature he knows has been following him since your disappearance, close enough at last to prevent it from slipping away. 

> He whips himself around, only to freeze. You stand before him, face devoid of life. At first Obanai cannot believe what he sees, then forcefully steadies himself. Demanding an explanation with a threat, it surprises him when you speak calmly. Your fate was even worse than he thought; you lost and became a demon. 

> Handing over your weapon to him, you offer a faint smile, telling him to give it to a slayer he deems worthy of it. Obanai grasps it in his hands, then stares at you with wide eyes as you ask him to end you. That is what he should do, what would be natural to do in spite of your intact consciousness and memory. The past flashes through his eyes and he falters. Sharing poems, watching shows of artistry together, sparring, and walking beneath the silence of the stars- no, how is he meant to let it all slip away from him? 

> His hands tremble over his sword. He should not hesitate, he should not waver. This is his duty as a demon slayer. Church bells seem to toll in the distance as you wait with half-lidded eyes, reflections of tired grief and wasted dreams. Tears prick at the corners of his own, and Obanai knows if he allows himself to dwell on this, he will never go through with it. 

> The cut is sharp, fast, and clean, like the bite of a gaboon viper. He stops right before you, stumbling in the position his strike landed on. A bittersweet and grateful smile grazes over your lips as you mutter a thank you. Your head falls off from your shoulders before your body collapses. Obanai stands still as the skin flakes, cracks, and disintegrates, but you are not a shedding snake. No new skin will peek out from beneath after the old one is gone. 

> Soon, whatever remained of your corpse is gone. Obanai's stoic expression falters, eyes squinted with unshed tears, face scrunched in despair. Everything about demonkind is utterly unforgivable, but even after becoming one you remained true to yourself, offering up your life rather than clinging to that mangled form of existence. No matter what you have told him about the act of moving on before, he will never forget you. The future you had hoped for may have been robbed from your deserving hands but he will ensure your dream will come true nonetheless- even if you will not be there to see it. 

Sanemi Shinazugawa

> He is not the type to sit still when something is bothering him. He is the wind that picks up and rises to a hurricane, which shows in the way he searches for you. All of his patrols are directed near the area you were meant to visit, but nothing turns up. Wrenching off the head of demon after demon, Sanemi still comes up empty handed. Frustration rages inside him, and that storm is what he tries to focus on rather than the fear floating in like dark clouds before rain. 

> Someone with your level of power would not have fallen to some measly demon. Sanemi refuses to accept that as even a possibility, anyone who says it is so can run off and die for all he cares. You are still alive, he just needs to find you. Only after seeing your corpse would he even consider the thought. He mulls over what you will do together once he finds you instead. 

> One of his beetles gave birth recently. Sanemi knows you would enjoy seeing the little ones grow and change over time. Once you recover from whatever has kept you from him for this long, he wants to spar again. Nothing thrills him more than testing which one of you will come out on top, strengths matched. Maybe he will even take some time to cook for you, depending on how bad your condition is. 

**

> All he needs to do is find you, but he keeps getting distracted by the burning feeling that someone is watching him. For the entire duration of his search operation he has been catching glimpses of a shadowy figure and hearing the creaking of branches. Each time he has tried to confront the creature, it has slipped away from him. Since the noises only follow him at nighttime, the thing is undoubtedly a demon, a particularly fast one. For whatever reason all it has done so far is following him, but tonight Sanemi would dig out the truth from the demon itself. 

> He set up a trap and although the demon narrowly avoids it, Sanemi finally gets a look at his stalker. His eyes fly wide as they settle among a figure that looks eerily like you. Sword raised, he scowls and strikes. The figure parries on instinct, form an exact replica of your breathing technique. Jumping back, Sanemi slices his arm and grins, deceivingly offering to give the creature some of his rare, valuable blood in exchange for answers. 

> The demon licks its lips on reflex, then shuts its eyes and shakes its head. When it speaks, its voice is a carbon copy of yours. Sanemi freezes as the creature, the one he has been looking for, explains what happened. An Upper Moon turned you into a demon, but you have continued your duties in spite of your ongoing metamorphosis. However, your hunger has been growing stronger with each passing day. Although you want to keep going, you are not sure how long your self-restraint can last. 

> This is a transformation neither one of you wants to see through. Sanemi grits his teeth, eyes squinted in pure frustration. He wants to cry and scream, he blames himself for letting you go alone. There is already so much loss he has endured. He knows he must do this, but dammit he does not want to! Steeling his resolve as he blinks the fog out from his eyes, for the first time in his career, Sanemi presses the blade gently against a demon's throat.

> One swift, clean slice, and he hopes he did not cause you any pain. His hands tremble and he drops his sword, rushing to hold your crumbling body. Sanemi's breath shakes as he buries his head into your shoulder. A quiet mumble leaves your lips. You would have liked to stay with him, just a little longer. 

> Tears roll down his face in fat streaks as he grits his teeth. When the final remnants of your body disintegrate, Sanemi slams his fists into the ground. Uncaring of the rocks and branches that tear into his skin, he lets his red, marechi blood pour out. Even so, the pain is not enough to distract him as rage tears him to shreds from the inside out. Fist grasping at his uniform, chest burning with wrath, he swears to eradicate every single demon in this world, all in your name. 

Gyomei Himejima

> Each morning and every night, he prays for your safety. He fulfills his duties and sticks to his routines as devotedly as always. However, his days feel undoubtedly emptier. Without you to contrast his easily shaken soul, Gyomei has found himself weeping even more than usual. Calm and comforting, your presence was steady as the earth beneath his feet. 

> He longs for the soulful talks you shared, the distinct echo of your voice and every intonation of your words. Even the quiet moments, relaxing in a field of damp grass and flowers filled him with peace. His flute lays dormant within his robes, waiting for someone eager to hear it be played. Of course with Gyomei being the strongest Hashira, many would be honored to watch him do anything. However, he cares not for empty praise. What he misses are the deep, detailed insights to the melodies he would play. 

> Gyomei trusts you to be honest with him. That was why when you said the mission would not be a problem, he let you go alone. It was meant to be nothing but a routine check-up on rumors. Those do not often lead to battle at all, and if they do, it is nothing a Hashira could not take care of. However, your absence can only mean one thing; the situation's severity was vastly underestimated. 

> Only an Upper Moon could have kept you for so long, could have killed you. Still, Gyomei has committed himself to finding you. As unwavering as steel, he searches for your kind voice and familiar heartbeat. Each disaster has you have endured has only proven your true nature as determined and brave. Although being in the Demon Slayer Corps means there is no guarantee of tomorrow, he hopes to meet you once more in one of his future days. 

> However, one peculiar thing has been distracting Gyomei from his tasks as of late. A presence stalks him through the trees, fast enough to flee before he can face them. It owns the footsteps and aura of a demon, yet its heart beats with purity. It is a demon indeed, but one that has never taken the life of a human being. Such a strange thing warrants an explanation, which he shall finally get tonight. 

> As he faces the demon, however, he pauses, unconsciously lowering his weapons. There is no mistake when your voice gently breaks through the silence, you are this demon. His pale eyes are quick to start shedding tears; this is why you have been gone. Gyomei understands when you reveal why you did not come to face him immediately. Allowing oneself to die is against the very nature of any living being. 

> These past few months, you have been tying up loose ends and ensuring his safety. Now that you are done, there is no reason to stay in this world as such a hideous monster. Although you have held in your hunger for now, that could change at any moment. Gyomei loathes that you are right. His heart breaks as you lower yourself to the ground, to your knees, the back of your neck open to him. 

> If there ever was anyone you would have liked to be beheaded by, it would have been him. You know he would give you a graceful death. Salty tears slide down his face, brows furrowing in pain. Gyomei commends your resolve; you retained your humanity, even until the bitter end. Mumbling a quiet prayer, he does his best to keep his voice from wavering, blessing your soul. Although your body may have failed you and yielded to the demon blood forced upon you, he assures you will die as a human in spirit, your dignity intact. 

> Your heartbeat thrums in your neck, veins and nerves tensing in anticipation. Raising his axe like an executioner, Gyomei knows he cannot listen to this for much longer. Your head severs from your body in such a quick flash, you feel nothing at all. It all fades to black as he kneels before your fading corpse. He remains seated in the silence for a long while. 

> The blood burning away from his large hands stings as it goes. Hurting living beings is hell. Ending the life of someone so close to him... infernal flames may as well be reaching for him from below. Even so, Gyomei will not let those get to him. Your sacrifices will never be forgotten, not as long as he lives, and in your next life, you will be reunited. 

Muichiro Tokito

> Something is missing, he can tell. Pangs of emptiness run through him but he does not know why. At times Muichiro wonders if that something may be someone. That guy with blonde... or was it red hair, asked him about someone earlier. The name that loud stranger mentioned sounded familiar, but he can only connect a blurry face to it. 

> Muichiro finds items that bring up quiet whispers of the past. A painted birthday card rests on his nightstand, that smudged name written in the back with a personalized message to him. Your thoughts seem kind, and your handwriting is pleasant on the eyes. On top of his drawer are a couple of origami, but much more sloppily made than his. That makes sense, in one of your letters you thanked him for teaching you. Hm, he should find this person... maybe tomorrow. 

> Although each day he wakes up having forgotten, everything in his daily life to leads him back to you, whoever you may be. Muichiro should not care, emotions of this nature should not distract him from his duties. However, he finds himself more and more troubled with each passing day. Knowing of this only due to his notebook, yet another thing brought upon him through your influence, he decides to get this over with and reach out to you. 

> Someone scolds him again for forgetting a meeting, then sighs in exasperation. The lower ranked slayer, a kinoto, complains about a Hashira needing another by his side, how inefficient this is. Though the evident dislike towards him slides past him like fog through trees, his eyes narrow on instinct when the slayer questions your bond with him. With cold and cutting words, Muichiro harshly tears the slayer to shreds. By the end of it, the insignificant moron shakily apologizes and hurries off. 

> If all the other proof was not enough, this confirms it; whoever you were, you were someone important to him. He needs to find you, but as he tries to figure out where you could be, Muichiro notices a figure following him from behind the trees. Oh, he mentioned this in his notebook too... or maybe it is more of a diary now that he thinks of it. Anyway, he turns around fast and faces the one following him. 

> Part of his mind clears upon seeing your face. Ah, this is the one who has been haunting him, physically and mentally. Well, a demon is a demon and therefore should be slain. Muichiro takes a stance and a deep breath, mist gathering as he readies his blade. However, an intense squeeze of his heart freezes him in place. 

> At first Muichiro wonders if it is a Blood Demon Art at play, but that is quickly ruled out. His body forced him to stop as if hurting you was inherently wrong, against his very nature. At first it frustrates him, then he gasps, eyes soon glossed over. For a moment all of it shrouds his senses, overpowering the fog. Your fingers brushing through his hair, struggling to fold paper with an embarrassed smile, playfully competitive games of shogi- all of that and more flows back into the forefront of his mind. 

> No, he cannot kill you. He could never kill you, let go of someone like you. Never have you berated or looked down upon him for his forgetfulness. Your endless patience engraved you into his dazed mind. At times Muichiro even found himself laughing with you under clear skies. 

> A sheer layer of water shrouds his vision as he shudders. Your gentle hands brush the soft tears from his eyes as a quiet sob escapes his trembling lips. The hollow wrath plaguing all that he is takes a side role as horrible grief sets in, suppressed emotions rushing in like a tsunami from a broken floodgate. All Muichiro recalls from these upcoming moments are your familiar voice telling him it is fine and comforting hands wrapping his own around the blade. The rest is a blur that he can never remember, but Muichiro can recall a horrifying, soul-crushing pain, so maybe it would be better for him to remain ignorant. 

> Time seems to pass by as it always has the moment he wakes up in the morning. Not even thunderstorms have kept him up, yet something strange kept him from falling asleep last night. Muichiro cannot quite put his finger on why that is, nor why his normally good appetite is gone as well. Though most importantly of all, as he wanders through the mist with his head in the clouds, he wonders why he his heart sounds so empty again. All he knows for sure is that the persistent rage within his soul, it has grown tenfold as of yesterday. 

Shinobu Kocho

> She has grown used to the silence. The heaviness that settles soon after a loved one has passed, brought out by the tapping of a deathwatch beetle. Hatred boils within her, fluttering with sharp edges and bleeding cuts. The smile on her painted lips remains ever-present, but it grows tighter, even more maintained. Shinobu's words turn into jagged scalpels, though passive-aggressive derision can only alleviate pain so much. 

> With each passing day her frustration grows as no news reach her. Although Shinobu remains composed on the surface, those who know her better can pick up on how she clenches her jaw or taps on the paper when she writes. If only her body had grown strong like her sister's. The tip of her pencil breaks at the thought and she curses her fragile, dainty form. Alone, Shinobu drops her smile and allows her expression to warp into a grimace, deep in turmoil as she trembles in anger, tears running down her reddened face. 

> By the time only her lashes are damp with her grief anymore, Shinobu has successfully forced down her emotions. A practiced mask settles over her features, certainly eerie to any outsider. She must remain focused, she needs to push forward. Wisteria poison pumps through her veins, lethal to any demon yet she injects more. One way or another, she will be useful. 

> Even if it is against her late sister's wishes, she cannot bottle her wrath without taking action. Remembering the innocent lives lost- her parents, her only sibling, her apprentices, their families- there is no way Shinobu could ever live a normal life. Helping to defeat the demons is the least she could do, and even as she gives it her all, she wishes she could do so much more. Though even her all is never enough, Shinobu will at least make way for the true saviors that will come, all those stronger than her. Her eyes reflect only hollowness as she watches her goldfish flounder in its tank.

> So unburdened by life, Shinobu wonders if she herself would have been happier taking to the oceans rather than the dark sky like her little friend. However, that is not the fate meant for her. She knows that on her patrols, she knows it when dealing with the side effects of her own poison. Perhaps she truly will fill herself up with her own venom, she hums alone, wholly uncaring of the habits that will inevitably lead to her doom. However, even in this somewhat distracted state, she notices the figure trailing her. 

> Shinobu appears behind the demon with the stealth of a ninja, whispering sweet vitriol into its ear as always. The monster remains strangely still as she trails a manicured hand down its cold cheek. Something about this seems eerily familiar. Her eyes widen before she freezes. You are the one who stands before her, you with sharp teeth, discolored claws, and an unnatural stare. 

> She knows she should embed her sword into your flesh. To follow her vows, she should sink this blade into your guts and let the poison flow through you. However, Shinobu does not. Memories flash between her violet eyes. Your carefree laughs, feeble attempts to stifle your fear when telling ghost stories together, even cooking with the Love Hashira- all of her love crashes over her. 

> Although her sister's wish never made sense to her before, Shinobu understands it better than ever now. Stepping back, she allows you to explain yourself. When you reveal the gory details of your battle, she recalls what she always has known. The road of happiness lies upon a thin sheet of glass. In spite of all her wishes and effort, she could not stop you from falling beneath your feet. 

> A frown falls to her lips, facial muscles straining not to show more emotion. Taking in a deep breath, Shinobu steadies herself as you speak of your own future, offering to have yourself be slain willingly. She is swift to reject your suggestion, tone firm and decisive. You have retained your humanity despite your transformation, and that is far more valuable than gold, rarer than the Wind Pillar's blood. This is something that must be studied. 

> Shinobu does not let you argue, her decision is final. As the chief executive of the Demon Slayer Corps' medical and scientific research department, she more than has the authority to do this. All of this talk of experiments is nothing but a front though. Shinobu cannot handle any more grief, even this scare was far too much for her. Even if you are a demon now, she has you back and won't be letting go; creating a cure for you is her utmost priority now. 

Kyojuro Rengoku

> The sun has risen and fallen far too many times in your absence. As Kyojuro pushes on forward, he does his best to ignore the dread flickering in his chest. In moments of doubt such as these, he truly is grateful for having embraced the way of the ancient swordsmen. He enjoys every meal as his last, lives each passing day like he will die tomorrow. So far he has survived, but that does not mean no endings will come to pass him by. 

> Nothing lasts forever, such is the fleeting beauty of all things mortal. He knows what your absence means and as he closes his eyes, he recalls your face. Like Kyojuro does with all that he loves, he has pressed its visage into his memory. Your bright eyes, tired yet hopeful smile, every pretty crease and bump and scar- any moment he gets to do so, Kyojuro makes sure he remembers each and every one of them. If he knew how to paint he could recreate yours with no reference, and perhaps he should commission an art piece just to be safe. 

> Though as much as he tries to remain focused on the present and what he still has, his thoughts trail to their old paths. He turns to you with a smile as he watches a dance performance to see your mesmerized eyes, only to come face to face with no one. The expression remains as a shallow reflection of its original self as Kyojuro tries to enjoy the show on its own. He finds himself always trying to seek you out, to ask you about food and flowers and anything he has not heard you express your opinion on. Everything about life is short-lived, and in spite of his best efforts he still did not get to know you as well as he would have liked to. 

> People continue to greet him with grins and enthusiasm to which he responds as he always has, only to wish you would be there to welcome his presence with the same delight. The apricot sky seems to be taunting him, Kyojuro thinks but shakes the idea off fast. How rude of him to insult such a beautiful sight. Wherever you are, he is sure you would have loved the visual. He hopes the sunsets are just as beautiful there, and that you have the best paintbrushes at your disposal, the smoothest of canvases. 

> Even if the rest of the world were to forget you, he would keep it all in mind. Your determination and hard work, persistence in spite of struggle, the meaningful passion your words always exuded, they would all remain in his burning heart. Above all, Kyojuro would keep your love the closest to his chest, your innate need to shield others. Truly, you lived and died as true warrior, fulfilling your duties with honorable grace and dedication. If he could, he would sit beside the flame of your memory for the rest of the evening but alas, life simply does not work in such a generous way. 

> The shadow he has been trying to face since your disappearance shows itself at last, and his suspicions are confirmed, it has been you all this time. Your explanation scorches his heart into ash, golden eyes hazed over as he listens. To think all of this could happen in his absence... no, Kyojuro must not dwell on the past. All he can do is ensure the same mistakes will not be made again. Knowing you cannot live any longer, you step closer and carefully wrap your arms around him. 

> Assuring him that it is alright for him to perform his duties, you press your cheek onto his own, leaning into his warmth. You wish to die as human as you possibly can, and only he can grant you that peace. His eyelids droop as he engraves this one last memory of closure into his very bones. Only then does Kyojuro press the blade through your throat. The movement is swift and painless. All he sees is your sad smile and grateful eyes, a heartbreaking and bittersweet display. 

> With a deep breath, Kyojuro sheathes his sword. Not even a single muscle shifts as he watches your body fade to dust. All of those moments have turned to memories now. Being prepared does not make his heart hurt any less. However, this ephemeral nature of life is something he must continue to accept over and over again as a demon slayer. 

> Kyojuro does not cry. Weeping after taking a life would be the most utmost selfish thing to do. Even so, his heart sinks further in his chest with the weight of another lost future. His usual smile is gone, as much as he tries to continue living day by day. Memories are not something he can shake off but he hopes to keep on living for you, dreaming for you. 

Tengen Uzui

> What an unsightly, dull emotion. Grief should be suffered through with elegance, devotion, and promises. He should only kneel before your grave with the humility of a warrior, dedicate himself to carrying your wishes, and vow to never let another one so close to him slip from his grasp. However, that is not all Tengen does. As much as he tries to keep his head held up and his resolve firm, the burdensome weight over his chest tries to pull him down with just as much intent. 

> Truly, Tengen deserves the most heartfelt of apologies from you. What, do you think you can distract him from his duties with no consequence? If you return, that is what he will demand. He knows too well you would only cackle at his request, well-maintained teeth flashing in the sunlight. This would serve as nothing more than a way to bring out more exasperated yelling from him. 

> That was the routine you had fallen into. After years of the same cycle, of teasing and mocking words with no bite at all, it was difficult to slip out of old habits. At a certain point it stopped being bickering caused by genuine dislike, what it had started off as. For a long time, it has been a way to call out each other's flaws. Stumbling in battle, poor manners, forgetfulness- you would tear into another for just about anything. 

> To an outsider your relationship could have easily been mistaken as one built on hatred, but that was far from true. On the occasion you would praise his skill in combat, and Tengen would be gracious enough to commend you for being able to stand beside him. In the end, the jabs became only a way to keep your pride intact. Your bond built itself on mutual respect and genuine enjoyment of one another's company. As infrequently as he would say it, your honesty and confidence were far more than flamboyant enough. 

> You were mind-blowing and outstanding, never struggling to choose in difficult situations. Hard work and dedication were all it took for you to rise to your rightful rank of Hashira. In comparison to you and many of his other peers, Tengen felt like an utter bumbling fool at times. With all the lives he has let slip through his fingers, there is nothing else he could be. Even now he cannot seem to catch that one single demon who has been trailing him. 

> That figure has continued to evade Tengen for months by now, almost mocking him with how it slips away. Frustrated, he finally turns to face that shadow, catching it off guard. With how surprised the figure gets, he can tell he could have easily beheaded it if he had chosen to. However, Tengen is not cowardly enough to do so, no matter what those old fools from his past tried to teach him. Now, seeing your shocked face connected to the demon who has stalked him, he is more than grateful he is not. 

> Despite himself he smirks, teasing you for thinking he could not have noticed you. He is the Sound Hashira, you foolish trash! Your expression of surprise, guilt, and sadness morphs into an annoyed scowl. Still, your voice rings with no bloodlust or threat as you call him a slow, frail old man for failing to catch you. Tengen shouts out a response in faux offense, berating you for being weak enough to get yourself turned into a demon. 

> However, that causes the both of you to pause. The gravity of the situation sets in, silence falling over the empty forest. Tengen adjusts his posture and places his weapons away. You say nothing as he approaches. There was an Upper Moon, is all that you reveal when he stops before you. 

> Tengen does not need to hear anything else. A rare moment of sincerity unveils beneath the quiet stars. The bells on his uniform jingle as he embraces you. His heart hurts as he holds on like you may die the moment he lets go. He swears to fix this with a low, almost desperate tone and somehow, in spite of your doubts, you cannot help but believe him. 

> Above all, selfish as it may be, Tengen values those he cares about. No mission is important enough for him to forsake those he loves. There is far too much he has lost already. The two of you can work this out, he is sure of it. Even if a bitter, tragic end may be all that this will lead to, he promises to see it through with you. 

Kanae Kocho

> The gentle smile on her lips remains as ever-present as it always has been. Her eyes, however, gloss over with a watery sheen, reflecting nothing but pain. Kanae plants white lilies in her garden and brushes a few into her stygian hair. Her grief is silent: dewdrop tears, whispered prayers, and averted gazes. There is much left to do, being left behind is far from an option. 

> As expertly as Kanae hides her wrath, the thorn-covered vines of rage wrap around her heart as well. She is not so different from her peers, no matter how much they marvel at her empathy. The moment you were declared Missing In Action, Kanae swore to personally slay the demon that took you from her. Once a Kocho decides to defeat a demon, she will defeat that demon. When she decides to win, she will win whatever the cost. 

> Perhaps one day there will be a demon she will lose to, forsaking the promise she made with her sisters. That, however, cannot hold her back. Thinking of her own fragile body would only be an excuse. Anything Kanae can do she will, with all her might. So, she pours all of her energy into finding you. 

> Your jokes, banter, and silly smiles bloom in the depths of her mind. Kanae asks around if anyone has seen someone of your description, and remembers all the details herself. Her smile trembles when comes across another dead-end. However, Kanae does not give up, knowing you would never have done so either if she were to disappear. The girls miss you too, and anything she can pull more determination and strength from, Kanae keeps in mind with the utmost clarity. 

> As she searches, she slays the demons from the surrounding area. Being active at nighttime, Kanae picks up on the branches shifting oddly every once in a while as if something abruptly fled from her gaze. Kanae's brows furrow in confusion; this is a phenomenon that has followed her for a while now on her patrols, even in her everyday life. It disappears in daytime, but if a demon were following her, why would it not have attacked by now? Perhaps it is a peculiar way for a demon slayer to approach the situation, but Kanae calls the demon forth from the shadows, saying she only wishes to talk. 

> The hope Kanae has had for a peaceful interaction with a demon shatters and blooms into desperation as she recognizes the figure. Although buried beneath demonic traits, this face still holds all of your pretty features. Kanae knows the answer when she asks if this truly is you. The truth wounds her heart, pruning shears cutting off her dreams of watching you flourish as a human. Even so, she can tell you are starving. 

> Stepping forward, Kanae approaches you with concern in her glossy eyes. Her warm, soft yet calloused fingers gingerly trace your cold features. Kanae's hands settle to cradle your face in a familiar gesture. She used to examine your body for wounds with the same gentleness. Although unnecessary, the act keeps the both of you grounded. 

> Kanae treats you with the same carefulness as before, like handling an orchid. Her observing touches are softer than whispers as she memorizes your new face. Hope swells in her heart once more as the minutes pass by. Time slows down as you cautiously explore your new predicament. Kanae's curious smile grows into one of relief and delight. 

> In spite of the changes in your body, you are fully human by mind. This is wonderful news! Her dream of peacefully coexisting with demons seems more possible than ever. Kanae wishes you would have shown yourself to her earlier, but understands why you had your reservations. Still, she assures you that she will vouch for you when you return to the Demon Slayer Corps, so will the rest of the Butterfly Mansion. 

> Although an unconventional situation, it is also a source of hope for change. It is far too soon to be getting too excited over it, but a sense of happiness flowers in her heart. Kanae does not have to let go and say goodbye for once. Not only do you still live, but offer answers to so many questions everyone has about demons. No matter what happens from now, Kanae has chosen to defend you- and once she decides to do something, that decision is final. 

[lady-ashfade]

Other skin: Yandere!Characters reaction to a female demon slayer landing on you.

Plot: They watch a woman fall on you and her…chest is in full view in front of your eyes, and she flirts with you.

Reader: imagined female but no pronouns.

Notes: I just thought of Tegan and his wives reactions and I got excited, I love jealous yanderes.

Characters: Tengen & Makio, Suma and Hinatsuru, Mitsuri Kanroji, Sanemi Shinazugawa.

Disclaimer: I have not read the manga so most of the reactions are based on the show and fics I have read. So please forgive the inaccuracy.

The place was filled with other demon slayers from all types, sizes and skills that varied from race or religion. It was unlike anything you had seen before and the couple related in that way, this was something special. The lovers watched you closely as soon as you came into view to keep you safe and sound, but let you explore for just a few before wanting to smother you.

So their eyes followed you as you greeted people or looked at the decorations around, even the food tables with happiness in your eyes. They were taking amongst themselves at how cute you looked with such a innocent sparkle in your eyes. But soon they watched you get tackled to the ground unexpectedly, not watching anything else but you so it slipped their sight. The couple rushed over quickly, Tengen was the first to get there.

You groaned at the impact you took and your head ached. Weight pressed on your chest and it made you open you eyes slowly with the pain still in your head. But unlike meeting a face you were meet with a woman’s cleavage in front of you at eye level. Your face heated up quickly and eyes getting wide, you snapped your head up to the woman’s eyes. “Oh? What a lovely expression.” Her lips curled in a smirk as she ran her tongue across the outline, her tone smug and confident.

“Don’t get embarrassed, makes me wanna eat you up.” Her hands pressed harder onto you and you only got more flustered. Her hips sat on yours and everything about what was happening was too much to process.

Suma was terrified at first of how you could have hurt yourself, then as she got closer she saw the woman onto of you. She teared up quickly at how she got to be on top of you, how she pressed into your skin. She cried for her to get off of you. Makio of course was scared of you getting hurt but she was more angry to yell at the person, knowing the others would check you first so she could handle the bitch. But, when she saw your eyes meet her chest…She was pulling out her weapons quickly, how dare the woman take advantage of you? Hinatsuru was of course just like suma, but over all just very scared for you. Had your head took a big hit or how was your back and body? She was in motherly mood. Just like the other girls she got jealous of the woman, her perfect baby must be so scared right now.

Tengen was pissed from the get go, how dare someone crash into somone as fragile as you? Being a harisha he had speed, so he got there first to witness what the woman said. His eyes twitched and he had to refrain himself from slicing the woman’s head off. His aura was filled with rage he looked like a monster. He noticed how she pressed her body closer to you, her hands on your chest, flirted with you and got you shy.

“Come one, tell me your name?” She took her hand off your chest and went to touch your face but her wrist was grabbed in a death grip. Both of you looked up to see tengen looking at her with a smile that sent shivers down your spine. “They are off limits to the likes of you.” He flashed a toothy grin and threw her hand to the side, next thing you knew was being picked up into the air and his arms around you. The woman landed on the ground with a annoyed, “And who are you?”

A gasped left your lips when you saw a fist hit her cheek and quickly took notice it was Makio who punched her. The two other woman pulled her back and screamed it was enough as she tried to go after her. The woman got up quickly and dusted herself off and walked off quickly, leaving all of you behind with a stomp in her step. “Leave it.” Tengen ordered and they stopped and obeyed his orders.

Suma came over and cried about how she was sorry the woman got to close. “She wasn’t even that pretty, how could she touch you like that?” She was so jealous. Makio crosses her arms and slightly yelled at you for looking at her, or how you didn’t try and get away from her. “She was a hag, how could you blush like that? Its pathetic.” She was still fuming at the thought of you looking at another woman. Hinatsuru checked you for bruises or cuts, any signs of harm she could have done to you. “Did she hurt you? What a horrible person, look at you. So shook up, don’t worry she’s gone.”

You couldn’t leave their side the rest of the night, no matter how you tried. It took so long to convince tengen to put you down. They hated not being there for you, it only pushed them closer to taking you away…

Mitsuri hated leaving you alone even for a second, the thought of someone else hurting you or something happening to you. She couldn’t handle the thought. But now she lost you in a crowded market place and she panicked at the lose of your hand in hers, that she forced you to hold, and had no sight of you. Her voice got lost in the sound of so many others, she pushed through the people and looked for you but kept getting pushed back.

This was supposed be a fun day were she could spend every second with you and she wouldn’t look suspicious. She could hold your hand, be close to you, keep you in her sight and blame it on the worry of losing you. But now she saw her mistake on taking you here, she shouldn’t take you on busy days or anywhere this big.

Making it passed the crowd she took a deep breath and searched around for you. When she saw your outfit and a woman on top of you she froze in place. Another woman touching you, sitting on your lap, getting to be so close. It made her see red. She saw you blush at the sight of her chest and wondered if you’d blush like that if it was her.

“Tell me your name cutie.” Her voice sounded so sensual and it only made it worse. Mitsuri was inches away now and glaring at the woman, wanting to tackle her to the ground and away from you. But she smiled like she aways does and appeared next to the woman’s face with a huge smile. “Mind getting off them? I’m sure they don’t appreciate it.” Her cheery tone and smile didn’t match her energy at all, and you knew her well to notice.

“And who are you? This one’s mine?” Mitsuri took a moment of staring at the woman to giggling, making you both confused. “Maybe I didn’t make myself clear, I wasn’t asking.” The weight disappeared off your body as Mitsuri kicked the woman off of you and sent her rolling away. You stared in shook as her expression didn’t change from a sweet one. “This one will never belong to the likes of you.” She pulled you up and gripped ahold of your waist and pulled you close to her.

“I’ll make sure of that..”

He’s always dragging you away from others and doesn’t care what gender they are, if they aren’t him? Then they don’t deserve your time. So it’s hard to get a chance away from him since he doesn’t let you out of sight while he’s around. He sees you as something everyone should want, but you can’t fight them because you’re weak. (Even if you’re a demon slayer or a harisha, he doesn’t care)

He was coming back from a mission and waited for your presence and he looked around the butterfly mansion for you. He missed you in every way, to your smell to your smile and how you made him feel calm but so many other strong emotions. When he opened the door he found something that he couldn’t comprehend. He felt so many things that he stopped working for a minute.

A unknown woman straddling you and her chest in full view in front of your face, her body presses up against you. The look on your face was enough to show that you were embarrassed and flustered, how you tensed up. He is the one to get straight to the point and wouldn’t care who she was. She was coming off of you.

He walked over with the most calm expression and didn’t make a sound, only his footsteps could be heard. You noticed him first and got scarred at his expression. He didn’t say anything as he took a fist full of her hair and dragged her off of you, throwing her to the ground and standing in front of you.

“It’s considered disrespectful to touch something that doesn’t belong to you. They, are mine and I should kill you.” He laughed and got his grin, his fire coming back. “I’ll give you five seconds before you see why harishas are the highest rank.” She run out the door quickly and left without a peep. Then his attention was on you and you got a sick feeling in your stomach.

“Want to tell me what that was about?” He kneeled and got close to your face, “Did she touch you worse then what I saw?” Stuttering you explain what had happened and how it was a accident but he didn’t truly by it. Or he believed your intentions but not hers.

“If I see something like that again you’re getting punished as well,” he took ahold of your chin and yanked you forward. “Understand? No one touches you but me.” You had no choice but to agree.

She was reported dead in a week.

[trafalgarya]

Hashiras x reader who doesn't know how to show emotions.

Plot : The Hashiras (from Demon Slayer (not all of them)) x a stoic, inexpressive reader. Headcanons.

With : Giyuu Tomioka, Muichiro Tokito, Kyojuro Rengoku, Shinobu Kocho, Mitsuri Kanroji.

tw : giyuu's backstory is briefly mentioned. kyojuro's part involves anger and sadness. shinobu's part can be seen as slightly suggestive, but there's nothing explicit.

gn!reader. reader feels emotions just like everyone else, but they're just not too fond of displaying them.

hi ! so, uh, it's been a while. tbh, i completely forgot about tumblr. lots of things (not in a bad way, rest assured) are happening in my life rn, and i hadn't much time to spend time on tumblr. i won't promise you anything about me definitely coming back on tumblr, as i don't want to give you guys any hopes that'll eventually reveal themselves false, but i'll try.

my english has improved a bit, but i'm afraid it's still shitty, so i apologize if what i say isn't always coherent enough.

one last thing : i'll often mentions headcanons about when the both of you are going to bed to sleep together, but of course, these are when the characters in question aren't assigned on a mission.

Giyuu Tomioka

Giyuu himself doesn't like to publicly showcase his emotions, so you being inexpressive as well is kind of a gift for him. Don't make me say what I haven't, though ! He'd love you just as much if you were someone expressive by nature, but you being inexpressive suits him even better, because he knows you'll understand how he feels about this subject.

Both of you being a stoic couple doesn't prevent either of you to show your love for the other, though. You're just... not doing it outside closed doors. Hugs and kisses are at the rendezvous once both of you find yourselves in a quiet place where you know you won't be disturbed.

However, Giyuu isn't too fond of being overwhelmed of affection. Sure, he enjoys feeling the warmth of your body as you lay your head on his chest, his arms wrapped around your waist, and I'll tell you, he even enjoys being the one to lay on your chest. Hearing your heartbeat acknowledges him with the fact that you're still alive and not leaving anytime soon, so he won't be having a mental breakdown about losing one other person he cherishes. He loves the feeling of your hands grasping his, your fingers intertwined together as you enjoy the peacefulness and calmness of that loving moment... That said, I can't really imagine Giyuu being so touch deprived that he'd want affection all day long. He needs a bit of space sometime — not in a "Leave me alone" way, but in an introverted way, if that's the correct word —, and he knows you'll respect it as you're not one to make a scene about such things.

I can see Giyuu enjoying to read in your presence. He'd especially love it if both of you were lying on your double-sized bed, wrapped in each other's arms as he's holding a book for you both to read as you readjusted your position to make yourself more comfortable on his chest. That'd kind of be your dates, I guess ? I mean, Giyuu isn't someone to willingly go outside and take long walks at night.

You're the type of couple to either have deep, philosophical talks at night, rambling about your lives or something intriguing that happened during the day, or the type of couple to stay silent even when you're together, just silently enjoying the other one's presence and the amount of joy they're bringing to your life, no in-between.

If you're the second type of couple, however, that doesn't mean you'll never talk at all. If there happens to be a problem within your relationship, as mature adults, you'll talk through it and find solutions together. Neither of you will leave until you've both found a solution. Giyuu wouldn't mind doing compromises for your relationship to work better — he's not risking losing you just like he did with Sabito, Makomo and Tsutako — and so would you. Despite not showing him at all times, you love him with all your heart, and you know it's reciprocal.

Overall, you being stoic suits Giyuu just fine, and he loves it even better. He knows you won't question his lack of emotions on his face at any times, and that's probably what's keeping him in your relationship. Outside of his undying love for you, of course. He's undeniably the best one to go to if you want some calm and peacefulness.

Muichiro Tokito

Despite his age, Muichiro is a mature boy, and he knows better than to question whether your lack of expression is due to the fact that you're growing tired of him — which you clearly aren't, quite the opposite actually —, because he's in the same situation as you are. Just like everyone else, he's able to grow attached to someone, to cling onto them, just like he can feel joy, sadness, anger, etc.

He knows you're mainly showing your love physically, and privately, and he respects that. Not that he isn't too fond of PDA, but he doesn't crave it, and so do you. So, just like with Giyuu, you both keep your love within closed doors.

However, unlike Giyuu, Muichiro is much more clingy. Whenever he can, he'll go on and hold your hand, immediately intertwining his fingers with yours, he'll stand on his toes and kiss one of your cheeks, having the satisfaction of bringing a faint blush to the inexpressive being you are, he'll snuggle in your arms and rest his head on your chest, immediately closing his eyes to appreciate your warmth the best he can, he'll play with your hair after asking you if you were okay with it... You got it, he's quite the clingy boy.

Speaking of hair. If you have long hair, he'll gladly brush them and style them for you. Just know, he especially love braiding your hair, he thinks it looks good and cute on you. However, if you have short hair, he'll ask you to brush his instead. He's gifted with natural, long, beautiful hair and he knows it, and he wants to keep them maintained. As you do so, he'll probably sit on your lap, crossing his legs as he hums a melody, trying his best not to move too much so as not to complicate you the task at hand. When you're done, he'll reward you with a small kiss on the lips and a warm smile.

When it's time for you to go to bed, you already know he's clinging onto you as if it was the last thing he'll ever do. You're usually spooning. He doesn't mind being the big spoon, but he usually prefers being the little spoon. It just brings him a sense of comfort, he can't explain why exactly, but all he knows is that he loves it. He'll wrap his arms around your waist, snuggling his face in the crook of your neck to smell your scent. It relaxes him and helps him to go to sleep.

You're often training together. As a Hashira, he acknowledges his strength, and he'll go easy on you. The last thing he'd want to do is to hurt you. In that case, he'd act more as a teacher for you, helping you with moves you're struggling with. However, if you're strong enough to keep up with him — first of all, he'd be proud of having such a strong S/O, and that'll make him relax about knowing you can protect yourself — but ultimately, he won't hold back as much as he was planning to. He'll still do his best not to hurt you, but he'll be having fun training with you. It brings him a strange sense of pride and satisfaction knowing that he can freely showcase his strength while you're keeping up with him.

Overall, one of the best Hashiras to be inexpressive with. He's someone understanding, but that said, it doesn't mean he'd hold back at all. You're his and he's yours, so why restraining himself when it comes to showering you with affection ?

Kyojuro Rengoku

Well... He's the complete opposite of you. That man is full of energy and always seen with a smile on his face. He's loud and always up for a challenge, while you're... well... usually quiet and stoic. But, in his eyes, that's what makes your charm !

He's completely respectful of your boundaries. If you don't want to do something he wants to do, then be sure he won't do it. Despite how hard it would be for him to not do it, he's putting your health and well-being before his own needs. Don't want a hug ? That's fine, he can settle for your presence instead ? Don't want to go outside ? He's just as fine staying at home with you ! Don't want to cook ? Just rest in bed, he'll take care of everything !

You got it, he's very respectul of your boundaries and doesn't want to pressure you into anything that could make you uncomfortable. That's the last thing he'd want to do, to make you uncomfortable.

Whenever you need some calm, some relief or simply to talk, you can count on him ! The moment you appear to be sad or angry, he's already sitting next to you. He'll gently rest his hand on your shoulder, or your thigh if that's okay with you, and he'll ask you what's wrong, and if you want to talk about it. He'll wrap a warm arm around your neck, bringing you closer to him, and he'll run a hand through your hair, putting you at ease the best he can. He's someone quite skilled with his words, he'll always find the right words to comfort you, and he'll be careful with his choice of words. He doesn't want to accidently say something that'll make you feel worse than before.

When it's time to go to bed, he'll sneak in the blankets and wait for you to get ready as well. Just know, he's a man who usually sleeps without a top, his torso and strong, muscled, well traced arms displayed, for your eyes's pleasure. If you don't want to cuddle, be sure he'll at least kiss you on the lips. If you want to, however, he WILL cuddle. He's not missing the opportunity ! He likes to be the big spoon, it brings him a sense of protection knowing that you entrust him enough to let him carry you in his arms in such an intimate way. He isn't someone to fall asleep so quickly, so he'll admire the peaceful look on your face as you're deeply asleep, wandering how such a beauty could have fallen in love with him, someone who's so different from you.

When you both are going out, he's always having an arm wrapped around your waist. Not to display affection or to show to everyone that you're his, but to protect you. He knows you can protect yourself, but he's an overthinker, and wants to make sure you're always by his side. You never know what could happen, especially in public places, so he makes sure to at least have an arm wrapped around your waist.

Overall, Kyojuro is someone very understanding and respectful of your boundaries who'll make sure to protect you at all cases. He loves you very much and is always there for you. Probably the best one if you're feeling down, as he's the most skilled one with his words.

Shinobu Kocho

That woman is such a tease. If you agreed to be in a relationship with her, you also silently agreed to be made fun of at all times. Not in a mean way, of course, she just likes to tease like no one ever did.

You kind of remind her of Giyuu, that's probably one of the reason she's "bullying" you at least as much as she does to Giyuu, if not even more. With a playful smile on her face, she'll often do remarks about how you're not smiling enough, and how pretty you would look for her if you had a smile on your face. She's probably the one who leaves you all blushing and flustered the most out there, although you're usually not used to blush and be unsettled that much. You kind of hate her for that, but oh how you love it as well. Kind of like a love-hate relationship.

On a more serious tone, she's always reminding you that it's all for fun. She doesn't want you broken and saddened because of her playful personality. If it ever made you uncomfortable, she'd immediately notice it and stop her remarks. She'll feel remorseful, although not showing it. She doesn't want you to know that.

As the insect Hashira, she possesses lots of medical and pharmaceutical knowledge to make up for her lack of physical strenght — although that doesn't mean she's physically weak, she's actually pretty strong, her physical strenght is simply not enough to cut down a demon's neck —, she's the best one to go to whenever you feel sick. Whether you've returned of a mission and you're full or bruises and cuts, you're having a fever or a simple headache, she has all the best medicines already prepared for you. It won't take much before she finds the medicine she's searching for, and she'll immediately administer it on you. If your case is serious, she'll make sure you're lying on a bed and moving only for the necessary. And trust me when I say that if she has to tie you up on the bed for you to stop moving, she'll do it. She always has some... accessories ready for these cases.

As one of the doctor of the Demon Slayer Corps, she's often busy healing slayers and creating medicines. However, if you need to talk to her about something important, she'll make sure to talk to you while doing the task she's assigned. If she's healing a slayer, you both will talk standing up while she's doing her job. However, if she's producing some medicines, which often happens in her personal office, she'll grab a chair for you to sit. Whether the medicine needs constant attention or not, she'll prioritize you first and will be sure not to make you feel ignored. Although she may not always look at you in the eyes because of whatever she's doing, she's attentive and listening to you, and you know it.

Despite her petite figure, she's not one to underestimate. If, for some reasons, you decide to tease her back and acting bratty on her, may the Lord forgive you, because she won't be holding back. She'll remind you of your place and punish you suitably to how much of a brat you've been. She's not afraid to use radical solutions to get what she wants — as long as you've given your consent of course — and to prove to you that her height doesn't mean shit. It might be publicly, also reminding to everyone that she's not a woman to mess with, or it can be in a private setting, where you won't get disturbed. Rest assured, though, she won't hurt you... much.

Sadly, you're often sleeping alone. As I mentioned before, she's a doctor, and is often busy working on medicines or injured slayers. Even though she's sneaking into the bed at night and you both ultimately sleep together, you rarely fall asleep together. If that's hurting you at any point, she'll find a solution, whether it's to stop working for the night to sleep with you, or to bring you to her office, letting you sleep on her lap as she keeps working, she'll make sure to find a solution not to make you feel abandoned and neglected.

One thing she loves to do with you, even going as far as making it a daily thing, is having breakfast with you. Whether she has slept or not, she'll make sure to take ten to twenty minutes each morning to have breakfast with you. It is a must in your relationship, and you're happy with it, as she's probably the one out of the other Hashiras you'll see the less. She'll ask you if you've slept well, how was your night, etc. If you're not a morning person, she'll just restrain herself from talking that much, but she at least wants you to be there with her.

Overall, she's the best Hashira to go to if you feel sick. She's a busy woman but she makes sure to fulfill her duty of keep the relationship healthy and maintained as your girlfriend. She's not one to mess with, so as long as you respect her, you're fine. She's making sure you know she loves you very much and wants to keep you in her life for a long-term relationship, she doesn't like short relationships where y'all break up over a small argument, she's a mature woman who's talking through everything and makes sure to find a solution while doing her best at work.

Mitsuri Kanroji

Do I really need to specify she's the complete opposite of you ? Even worse than Kyojuro, she's a cheerful and happy being who always showcases her emotions. Rare are the moments where she isn't seen with a smile on her face. The difference between the both of you is so obvious that people can't help but ask how did you two ended up together.

Your lack of expression doesn't bother her in the slightest ; Trust me, she'll make up for the both of you, as the emotional person she is. She finds your lack of expression charming, cute and hot at once. She loves this side of you, seeing you so calm and unbothered makes her heart melt. All she wants to do is to pamper you and shower you in hugs and kisses. But if you aren't too fond of it, that's okay too ! She'll make up with other things she knows you tolerate, such as hand holding, words of affirmation or buying you gifts, often food.

Just like Shinobu, having breakfast with her is a must... except it's not only breakfast. In fact, she wants to spend the three dinners a day with you, she'll find herself all saddened and upset when she can't spend even one dinner with you. She wants to be by your side at all times, even though she knows it isn't always possible and is more of an utopic desire of hers.

She knows you're not talkative, and that's fine by her. Just like for your emotions, she'll make up for the both of you. She's the yapper to your listener. She'll often talk for hours and hours about her life, her day, about that one stray cat she crossed paths with on her way to a restaurant and how she couldn't resist the temptation to caress him, about that new, young and prodigious slayer called Tanjiro she sympathizes with, etc. Sometimes, she's afraid she's talking too much, but you assure her she's not, and in fact, you love listening to her.

Obanai was jealous of you at first, but eventually he realized you were treating Mitsuri well enough after lots of conversations with Mitsuri herself, so he kind of gave up on the idea of seducing Mitsuri and entrusted you with bringing her the joy she deserves to have. Be wary, however — if he hears ONE bad thing you did to Mitsuri, he'll knock your ass, going on and on about how she deserves to be treated like a princess and all. But Mitsuri often gets in his way, stopping him before he goes too far. Eventually, he stopped loving her, realizing you were the one who got her heart, and started acting just a little bit more friendly towards you.

When it's time to go to bed, she's often the one lying in the it first, tired of her day. Yup, whether she has done something or not, that's what makes it funny. When it's your turn to sneak under the blankets, she'll immediately snuggle to you, it goes from simply hugging you to spooning you — she doesn't mind being the little one or the big one, it's honestly up to you — to lying on top of you and resting her head in the crook of your neck. She'll whisper a weak "I love youuu" before quickly falling asleep. She's a quick sleeper, unlike her master Kyojuro, so you're often the one finding yourself admiring her angelic traits as she's peacefully sleeping next to/on top of you.

Overall, the sweetest Hashira to be in a relationship with. She's the one to go to if you need affection and for a sunshine to invade your life.

[aritsukemo]

Your 25th Birthday | Multiple Characters

Characters: Obanai Iguro, Mitsuri Kanroji, Shinobu Kocho, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Kyojuro Rengoku, Zenitsu Agatsuma, and Kanae Kocho

Warnings: Angsty themes ahead! Takes place after the canonical events of Demon Slayer but in an au where the characters who died survive! Reader is crippled in a few of these ( Kyojuro's s/o especially has been through hell and is heavily implied to be paralyzed from the waist down. There are also implications that she's been burned, cut up, etc. ) so read at your own risk!

Summary: It's the night before their marked!s/o's 25th birthday! How do they spend it with them? 🤔

A/N: I wrote this scenario over on Wattpad for a special and I really liked how it came out so I wanted to share some of my favorite parts over here on Tumblr! Hope you enjoy it! 😁

"Do you think we'll meet each other in every life?" The question was whispered out in the dead of night as you sat on the engawa of your estate. Obanai sat next to you, being used for both support and a source of comfort. You watched the stars twinkle in the sky, a forgone look in your eyes that he's never seen before. It was unnerving to him since it felt like he was staring at a breathing corpse..

 "Of course. If that's what you want, I'll find you in every life," He answered to which you hummed, your expression unchanging from the one of unsettling contentment.

 "What if something happens to prevent us from being together?" You muttered grimly despite the smile painted on your face. Obanai was quicker answering this time around, "Nothing would prevent me from being with you. Nothing."

 "Even if I'm a total jerk?" You questioned. He answers, "Even if you're a total jerk."

 "Even if we're on opposite sides of the world?" You continued. He answers, "Even if we're on opposite sides of the world."

 "Even if I turned into a man-eating demon and tried to eat you?" And then he pauses. You giggle at him despite the bad taste the lack of answer gives you and mutter out a soft, "Sorry. That was mean of me to ask. Forget—"

 "Even.." This time, you pause. Your head bobbing back to look up at him and those marvelous mismatched eyes of his. He's already looking at you by that time. He's been doing so the entire time, never once glancing at the night sky since the two of you sat down.

He continues, "..Even if you turned into a man-eating demon and tried to eat me," He says, "I can't promise that we would be together in that life, but in the afterlife, I'd do everything in my power to make you the happiest person in the world."

You hadn't realized it until he moved his hand from your waist and started rubbing at your cheeks that you had started crying. Even when you did realize it, you didn't do anything besides let the tears fall because even if you wanted to wipe away the tears, you had long lost feeling in your arms to do so.

In the end, you smother your face into his haori, not caring that you suddenly felt the cool scales of Kaburamaru as he wrapped himself snugly—but not too tightly—around your neck.

 "Thank you.." You sniveled as your tears wet his shoulder, "Thank you so much for loving me, Obanai.." 

 "Thank you for allowing me to love you, Y/n," He said back as he let you stain his shoulder with your tears.

"Awh, don't cry, pretty girl.. Not over me," You cooed as your fingers ran through the pink of Mitsuri's hair. She was hunched over on the bedside, face in your lap and her fat, wet tears dripping down her stained cheeks—passing the moles under her eyes that you love to kiss—and splashing onto your kimono.

She had worked so hard trying to mentally prepare herself for tonight, but when she entered the room and saw your tired, smiling face staring back at her, she broke down.

There was still so much she wanted to do with you! So many dates she wanted to take you on! So many foods she wanted to cook and try with you! So many firsts she still hasn't been able to take from you and so many firsts you haven't had the time to take from her! So many memories she still wanted to make with you!

Why can't she be given just a little more time with her sweetheart? She gets that this sacrifice was a necessary one and she wouldn't be here otherwise if it weren't for you pushing yourself the extra mile and saving her, but she can't help the sinking feeling of regret that drags her heart down to her stomach by a chain of sorrow at the thought of you leaving..

 "I- I'm..so sorry.." She managed to say between sobs, "I'm.. I'm sorry...I.."

 "Sorry for what, honey?' You asked her in a tender tone, "You haven't done anything wrong."

 "I.. I.." She takes a moment, unable to form a proper sentence without choking on her own sobs, "I'm sorry for being such a horrible wife!" Now, you certainly weren't expecting that out of all things..

Your brows furrow as your hand stills in her hair, "You aren't a bad wife, honey," You said, trying your best to sound firm despite the slight tremor in your voice from exhaustion.

 "Yes, I am!" She wailed, "I haven't been able to do anything for you! You.. You were always the one caring for me and I haven't been able to fulfill any of your needs or do anything you should be proud of!"

 "Hey, hey, hey," You shushed, "Look at me..please," And she listens immediately like a puppy at your beck and call. She lifts her head, her big green eyes puffy and filled to the brim with tears despite the constant stream that flows down her pink, warmed cheeks.

 "You are an amazing wife, alright? Marrying you was the best thing to ever happen to me," You told her, putting a slight pause between each word to better emphasize your statement. You used your fingers to urge her to come closer and she complies, inching closer until she's close enough so that you could cup her face.

 "You simply waking up and smiling at me everyday is enough for me. Seeing you happy and healthy is enough for me, do you understand me?" You asked, the shake in your voice getting worse, "You've done everything to satisfy me. If anything, I should apologize to you for not granting your wishes."

What are you talking about? There's no way you seriously think that, right?

 "No! Don't apologize!" Suddenly pushing herself up with her arms, her face suddenly got so close to yours that you had to move your had back so that you two didn't accidentally bump heads, "My wish was to marry someone who'd love me for me.. Wh-.. Who'd love my freakish strength and my weird hair color and my abnormal appetite and you've done that better than anyone ever could!" As she talks, her cool tears drip onto your warm hands and scatter upon contact, "You've made me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world and you've spoiled me at every turn! You've made my life feel like it was worth living, so please—!" She moves forward, wrapping her arms around your neck and putting her tearful face into your shoulder, "Don't downplay your hard work! I can't bear you doing that after you've given so much to me!"

And with that, she crumbles all over again on your shoulder, and to your surprise, you do too. As her grip loosens and she slides down your body, ending with her head at your lap once again and bawling into it, you felt your eyes welling up with tears.

 "Mitsuri.." Your throat began to ache from trying to keep your voice steady as your bottom lip began tremble. You tried to control yourself further by slapping your hand over your mouth to muffle a sob that threatened to slip from your lips, but your tears rolled from your eyes without your permission and down your hand, dripping onto your beloved before you could catch them with your other hand..

In the end, a particularly loud hiccup sounded your defeat and you bowed your head. Your hands sliding over your face as you cried with the former Love Hashira who you are grateful to call your spouse in this life. 

"It's been a while since I've seen that expression on your face," You said as you gazed up at the prettiest woman you've ever laid your eyes on. Her thin brows dipped and wrinkling her smooth, porcelain-like skin just like the thin line she made with her lips, which you notice twitch just a tad at your comment.

She doesn't say anything to retort what you said. Not a witty remark or sarcastic, irritated utterance or a flowery deflection leaving her pink-painted lips. She simply gazes down in silence, her polished thumb rubbing lines into the back skin of your hand in a steady motion. It causes your eyes to frown and otherwise droop as you realize that your simple attempt at relieving the tense atmosphere in the room has failed.

 "Shinobu," You call, "Can you smile for me?" And she listens, her brows lifting just like her lips as they form into that perfect smile that took her years to perfect. Just the sight of it makes you frown.

 "Not like that. I want to see a genuine smile.." You mutter and just like that, her smile drops and her brows knit together once again. This time, though, it's all brought together by the vein flexing on her forehead.

 "How am I suppose to do that when my wife is dying in front of me?" She asks, voice quiet and complimented by a vexed tone. In the past, you always hated when she got mad at you. Seeing her so visibly irked was frightening, even more so when it was directed at you..

But right now, hearing her angry tone and seeing her infuriated expression brought you nothing but comfort and caused your smile to return. She notices it and it pushes her to ask you in an exasperated tone, "How can you do that?"

You blink, confused "Do what?"

 "Smile," She tells you, "You of all people know what's about to happen, but you still smile at me.."

 "What's wrong with that? Can't I smile at the woman I fell head over heels for until I stop breathing?" You egg on and that little nudge is all she needs to be pushed over the edge and for her to explode and for tears of pure frustration to fill her eyes.

 "Stop joking around!" Her voice comes out raised and aggressive, like an angry dog ready to attack someone. She must've realized that, because she grits her teeth and sucks in a breath. Taking a few seconds to collect herself a little before continuing. Her voice was still brimming with anger, but sounding more controlled.

 "You're going to die any minute now. Don't you understand that? You're going to pass away and leave everything behind..you're going to leave me alone here.. You know all of that, yet you still smile at me without a hint of regret or sadness, and I'm sorry, but I can't stand looking at you like that!"

 "Why would I have regrets?" You ask, "I achieved all my goals and did everything I wanted to do in this lifetime. Kibutsuji is dead. There are no more demons terrorizing the innocent. And, I was able to live the rest of my years surrounded by the ones I love and cherish. I even got the bonus of becoming a Kocho and marrying the woman of my dreams," You say, rubbing at your finger as the ring on it flashes in the moonlight that shines down through the singular window in the room, "What's there to regret?"

 "What about the fact that everything is coming to an end? You won't be here to make memories with me or any of your friends or family?" As the tears fall down her cheeks, Shinobu finds herself balling her hands into fists. She despised crying, especially when in the presence of others, but she couldn't control herself. Like an immature little kid, she couldn't control her emotions and her blood boiled all the more because of it.

 "I'll always be here, even if it's not physically," You told her softly and she starts matching your tone, although the agitation in hers is still so apparent.

 "Be serious for one second, Y/n," She snapped, only for you to follow up with, "I've been serious this entire time, love."

 Then her tone raises again, "No, you haven't!" And then it falls again as she lets out an embarrassing choke, "T- There's..no way you have. How could you possibly be fine with this?"

 "Because I know that as long as the people I love are still here to remember me and value that time I spent with them, I'll never truly die.. At least..not in their eyes," You tell her, ignoring the fact that Shinobu is starting to become harder and harder to see by the second.

Shinobu sobs and chokes die down after a while. By that time, your eyelids started feeling like paper weights; unbearably heavy. You tried to play it off by blinking slowly, but your wife caught on quickly. She could tell you were hitting your limit and you thought that'd it make her anger spike again or cause her another breakdown, but neither happened. Instead she surprised you by curling her lips upwards. Her eyes were red from crying and you couldn't see it well, but the corner of her brows twitched. Her cheeks was also stained pink, likely from embarrassment of having broke down in front of someone, even if that someone was her own wife.

To put it frankly, she was a mess with a smile painted over it. But it was genuine and from the heart and that was enough to satisfy you.

The afternoon glow of the sky shone down on you as you stuck your hand, which had a handful of rice in it, out to a dog. Sanemi watched, looking like a little kid experiencing their first crush, as the dog barely hesitated to come closer and begin liking at your hand.

The scene was like a painting come to life. You were all dressed up in an expensive kimono he bought you. Your hair was styled in a way to match your attire and to frame your face, which was powdered in elegant, nice-looking makeup. And, you had a smile on your face as you gave the dog a similar look a mother would give her child while rocking them to sleep in her arms.

That thought reminded him of how he could never bring himself to make you a mother. How he feared that he wouldn't be able to bear the sight of your child, who'd undoubtedly resemble you in some kind of way, after your passing. Or, how he feared he'd accidentally end up just like his monstrous, asshole of a father and you'd stare at him with the same fright in your eyes as his mother did to his father.

He's not cut out to be a dad. Never was. And it's a shame because Sanemi knows you'd make an excellent mother. Thinking about it puts a bad taste in his mouth and in an attempt to rid himself of those thoughts, he huffs out a sigh and runs his fingers through his hair. He can't risk thinking of something so disheartening and make himself sad. You proposed taking a walk around to clear his head of such thoughts after all and he doesn't want your efforts to go to waste.

 "Sanemi," He blinks. How long were you calling his name? He stares at you once again and this time, you're turned and staring over your shoulder at him, who's sat on the steps, your hand now running through the dog's fur. Your smile is still there, but your eyes are dimmed with concern. The sight makes him feel guilty as it dawns on him that he probably worried you.

 "Are you alright?" You asked and he responds to you quickly, "I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

Maybe it was because of how fast he answered you, but you didn't seem convinced. You kept staring at him with a woeful, skeptical look and it broke him, so he rephrases his previous statement, "I was just..thinking about stuff."

 "What kind of stuff?" You asked, your hand leaving the dog's at last and getting up from your crouched position in front of the dog, "Want to talk about it?"

 "No," He replied, but you walked up to him and sat beside him on the steps anyways and he sighs and says, "I promise it's nothing. Today is your day, so let's do something that focuses on you."

He sees your smile widen, and he finds himself unable to keep eye contact with a work of art such as yourself. He looks away from you, the tips of his ears beginning to burn. He then hears that addicting laugh of yours and he feels his heart thrumming in his chest. Gosh, you were going to be the death of him..

 "You're such a sweetheart," No he isn't, was what he wanted to say but decided against it to spare both of you an unnecessary argument. It's a known fact that he's the farthest thing from sweet. That said, when he's in your presence, he can't help but be overly gentle with you. He can't help but touch and caress you as if you were made of priceless gemstones. He can't help but pamper you like you're some kind of princess. That's probably why your perception of him is so skewed compared to others.

You are the only person alive who has that perception of him. You are the only person alive who can set his skin ablaze with something as simple as a poke of your finger. You are the only person alive who'd devote your limited time on making him feel the way you have. You are the only person alive who still saw him a kind light while whispering endearments and kissing him and feeling him years ago when many people around him saw him as a monster.

..And someone so kind, so caring, so compassionate..will no longer be in this world soon. You, who always looked at him like he was the most precious thing in the world will soon perish because you disregarded your own wellbeing during the war and gave your all to bring an end to that abomination named Muzan Kibutsuji.

 "Y/n.." He calls, still not looking at you. You hum, waiting on him to continue. Certainly not expecting him to ask, "Would you be willing to waste another lifetime loving me?"

A silence grew between you two and Sanemi would be lying if he said that it didn't hurt not hearing a response from you. He expected it though.

 "I don't have much to offer you in this life and I wouldn't be surprised if the same goes for the next. I also can't promise I'll act any better. ..Tch, there's a better chance that I'll be more of a prick in my next life—"

 "I would," He grows silent, finally turning his head towards you so that he could look you in the eyes. So that he could scan your facial expression. So that he could find proof that you were lying in your statement just now. But, he doesn't find anything of the sorts and it makes him feel sick—repulsed—at how giddy he feels at the realization that you're dead serious.

 "Although, I don't think it'd be a waste of a life," You continued as an afterthought, taking mind to the way he wraps his fingers around the hand that you are leaning on and being as delicate as always as he peels it away from the ground so that he could hold it in his hand.

 "If you act even a little like you do now in your next life, I wouldn't mind spend all of eternity with you," He brings your hand up to his face, planting a kiss to the back of your hand before he presses the back of your hand to his forehead and tells you..

 "..Thank you for being kind enough..to choose me again."

"You look radiating," He told you. It didn't make your frown turn upside down or even budge as you stared at yourself, sat in a wheelchair; a thick, flowery blanket draped over your legs to keep them warm—not that you could really feel the warmth. Sometime after your 23rd birthday, you stopped feeling the lower half of your body.

 "I used to look radiating," You muttered dryly, your only functional eye moving to scrutinize every little scar and wrinkle that ruined your skin. Looking at them made your frown deepened as well as huff out a loud, long, breathy sigh; one that sounded just as tired as you looked in the mirror..

 "I don't know why you still wanted me after the war. Look at me.."

 "Okay!" Kyojuro said from behind you and just like he's told, his golden, fiery eyes give you a good, long look through the mirror. As the seconds turn into minutes, you find your face heating up. You were ashamed of yourself. Your once smooth skin was littered in painfully permanent cracks, bruises, and blemishes that were caused by mistakes against powerful demons. Your face had more wrinkles than a grandmother despite the fact that you were only in your mid-twenties. Your lips had scars so deep and dark that even the brightest-colored lipstick couldn't hide them.

To put it in simple terms, the sight of yourself made you want to barf.

 "I've did what you wanted," He finally says, "Do you know what I see?"

 "An ugly, disgusting hag?" You finish for him and you hear a gentle, warm laugh from behind you. It makes a wave of embarrassment ride through the ocean of your stomach. You were being laughed at by your husband. It was humiliating, but you didn't blame him. I mean, you were hideous in your eyes. You probably looked a thousand times worse to other people..

 "I see a woman with beautiful eyes that shine like the sun whenever she's happy or proud or upset. A woman who's personality makes me laugh and feel loved and proud. A woman with lips softer than the clouds in the sky even though the words that come out of them usually aren't nearly as fluffy. A woman who's body I always fantasize holding and protecting no matter the attire that covers it. The woman who'd kick me on my butt during a spar and then fret for hours over me getting a tiny cut from chopping vegetables.."

 "Y/n, I know that we don't see the same thing, but if I could give you my sight, I know that even you would grow flush from how absolutely breathtaking you are in my eyes."

 "Stop," You snap, your head hung low, "Stop," You repeat, but your voice sounds more fragile; like glass cracking bit by bit.

 "Stop what?" He crouches down and then slides over so that he's on his knees by your side. His smile is as bright as it was when you first met him all those years ago, "Stop praising my wife?"

 "Yes because your wife looks like a freak of nature! A- A demon! A—!"

 "—A woman who worked hard and gave her all and pushed past her limits so that me, my family, my friends, and the rest of the world could live in peace," He finishes and then continues, "A woman who sacrificed so much to make sure that no one has to suffer by the hands of a demon ever again.." As he spoke, admiration drips into his voice like sweet honey, "A woman I am honored to call my wife; you."

 "Shut up!" You said as you shattered completely, tears filling your eyes without your permission, "Shut up.. Shut up.." You wept.

 "I.. I'm not.." And in that moment, something else broke inside of you and you couldn't utter another word. Tears, snot—everything rolled violently down your face and in a pathetic attempt to hide that sight from the world, both of your hands come up to cover your face. And without missing a beat, Kyojuro, smiling from ear to ear, wraps his big, warm arms around you and encases your frail, upper half..

 "I love you, Y/n. It truly was, and is, an honor to be your husband."

"What am I going to do, Y/n?" He found himself asking as he gazed up at you from where he laid in your lap. He had been, understandably, anxious and upset all day and to prevent him from wallowing in that sadness until your inevitable demise, you asked him to lay his head down in your lap and allow you to stroke his hair.

 "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. My life was a pathetic mess before I met you.." He shamelessly admits, "I'm nothing without you.."

 "I'm positive that you'll be okay," You reassure, or at least, you try to. The look he gives you after you say that makes it clear that your words didn't make him feel better at all.

 "Zenitsu, you may find it hard to believe, but you're a strong person. Why else do you think I'm so calm right now?" You ask, and he doesn't say anything as he's unable to find the right words to refute you. It's a step in the right direction, you think.

 "I think my husband is more than able to fill my place when I'm gone. I know whatever decision he'll make without me will be from the best intentions. He'll be able to keep our family afloat, protected, and feeling loved and that's all I wish for," You continued, hoping to really drive your words into his head and ease his spirit. Alas, you should've known that Zenitsu will always find a way to be pessimistic whenever it came to himself.

 "You overestimate me. I could never replace you," He mumbles, "Compared to you, I'm- Ow!" He sucks in a sharp wince through his teeth and his hand comes up to cover the top of his head which was now in pain. You had landed a firm flick to the center top of his head and to say that it hurt like a bitch would be an understatement.

 "You underestimate yourself," You retort. Your hands peeling his away so that you could gently comb your fingers through that area of his scalp as if to nonverbally apologize. He accepts the apology quickly and his hands go back to fiddling with each other atop his stomach.

 "I just..don't get what you see in me.." He finally confesses, "I'm overjoyed that you were willing to marry me and even have my kids. It's just..I don't see why you'd do that.." And you sigh at him and he sees you shake your head.

 "Hopefully you will eventually.." You say as you lean down. Zenitsu eyes fall close involuntarily and after a moment, he feels you brush aside his hair and press your lips to his forehead. Even when you part from him, he could still feel tingles..

As you straighten your position and gaze down at your husband once again, you can't help but chuckle at the sight of him looking up at you with his face sparkling in a strawberry blush and his pupils glowing with his love for you. There's also the silly look of his bangs being pushed away to reveal the big red kiss-shaped stain in the center that really pulls the sight together.

He looked like an idiot in love, which I guess isn't too far from the truth.

 "My wish is that one day, you'll be able to look in the mirror and see what I've seen for almost an entire decade; a tough, talented, stunning man with a personality like no one I've ever seen and a heart of gold to boot."

 "How are you feeling?" Kanae asked, sitting at your bedside. The question earns a grin from you.

 "However one is supposed to feel when they're about to die," You replied and you notice your girlfriend's expression change to one of realization to a more abashed look.

 "I'm sorry, that was a pointless question.." She mumbled and your shoulders shook a little from you trying to control your laughter.

 "No, no. It's okay, love. You were just trying to make sure I was comfortable," You said before patting the bed, "Now, c'mon. I wanna lay with you one last time."

Her smile drops completely at that. One last time..right. This will be the last time you two will be able to do this..or do anything together. Her teeth grits behind her lips at the thought. She won't be able to spend anymore time with you. No more dates or little walks or tending to the garden together. When you're gone, that'll be the end of all of that..

It's hard to accept, but not accepting it would be immature and that's the last thing she is. And so, although reluctant, she gets up, crawls into bed, and lays by your side. You waste no time in pulling her closer until her chest hits yours and you're able to lean your head into her shoulder.

There's a silence for a while as you simply take the time to breathe in her scent. She always smelled so nice, like the flowers she grows in the garden. It's light, not too potent, but addictively sweet.

 "Man, this sucks," You murmur, "Dying just before the big battle.. How unlucky is that?" She seriously couldn't believe you and she couldn't help but show it on her face for a moment. You were about to die and what you're upset about..is not being able to fight against Kibutsuji? It leaves a bad taste in her mouth knowing that in the end, you're thinking of someone like him instead of..

No. Perish the thought, Kanae. Thoughts like that are selfish and infantile. As a demon slayer, you of all people should understand that feeling of discontentment.

 "Forgive me for saying this, but I'm actually glad that you'll have to opt out of this fight," She says and you hum as your interest is peaked, "And why is that? Because you don't want me to get hurt?" You ask and she nods against you.

 "Of course," She says and you huff at how dumb your question was. You then mumble out, "Right.."

Silence envelopes the room once again like an awkward hug. Neither of you knew what to say. There were things you could say, but since you were both trying to avoid sobbing into each others' arms for the rest of the night, neither of you said them aloud. On the other hand, trying to force this half-assed casual conversation doesn't feel the best..

And so, you let out a shaky breath in an attempt to quell your nerves as you whisper to her, "I'm scared, Kanae.. I don't want to die.."

And her grip around you tightens as she whispers back, "I'm scared too. But, it's okay if we're both scared because that means we can comfort each other for the rest of the night,"

You can feel her hands trembling on your thigh and you crane your neck so that you can get a full glance at her smile which poorly covered her nervous expression in the darkness. Seeing it kind of felt like a breath of fresh air..

 "I'd like that.." You said in the end, "I'd like that a lot.."

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

[anime-fan-05]

can you please do headcanons or a scenario with tanjiro, akaza, kokushibo and male mitsuri and shinobu where reader falls asleep in their arms/against them

Kimetsu no Yaiba ~Falling asleep on them~

Manga/anime: Kimetsu no Yaiba

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

Male Shinobu: 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. Male Mitsuri: 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5.

K. Tanjiro

He'll remain still as soon as he feels your head on his shoulder; to not wake you he'll even try to hold his breath so you don't move an inch!

He'll immediately go into "protective boyfriend mode" and start to concentrate himself on being able to sense if someone is coming close to you to disturb your sleep

In fact, if someone approaches, he'll try to make sure they don't make any noise: if they're Zenitsu or Inosuke, he'll shout at them in a whisper to be quiet; if instead it's someone else, he'll speak much more kindly

At some point, he may even rest his head on yours and doze a little, but his senses will always remain alert to any danger

When you wake up, he'll smile sweetly at you and ask you how you slept ("Well woken up, my love! Did you sleep well?")

K. Shinobu

His mouth will open a little, forming a cute o, after feeling your head fall onto his shoulder

If he's preparing one of his poisons or medicines, he'll make you rest your head on his lap and he'll continue doing what he was doing, occasionally running his hands through your hair and looking at you softly

However, if someone finds you two in that position, he'll be very embarrassed and he'll stutter, looking for excuses to justify your position

Instead, if you're in a public place, without much thought he'll take you as a bride and go to your home to put you in your futon, and he'll lie down next to you

So, when you wake up, you'll find him either sleeping next to you or looking at you lovingly and gently caressing your face or cuddling you

K. Mitsuri

He'll have to hold back the scream he's about to let out to avoid waking you up

Awwwwww, (Y/N)-chan is sleeping on my lap, how cute! It'll be all he can think about

He'll be too tempted to play, squeeze and pull your cheeks, but he won't do so since he doesn't want to wake you up and make you angry because of your sudden awakening

He'll try to stay still, but soon he'll start playing, combing and braiding your hair gently, so as not to wake you, all the while cooing at your cuteness (seriously, anyone who walks by him, if you're in public places, will think he's some weird harasser, but he won't care)

If he's called by his crow for a mission, he'll make an adorable pout, crossing his arms and muttering he doesn't want to get away from you

Kokushibo

He'll probably notice almost immediately you're asleep due to your breath, so he'll take you by the waist and drag you so you'll be sitting comfortably on his lap

That way he can meditate, you can rest comfortably with your head against his shoulder, protected by his body from any danger

He's able to stay in the same position he's in for hours, so he'll stay that way until you wake up, unless Muzan calls him

In fact, if he demands his presence, he'll gently -so as not to wake you up- whisper to you a short apology, pick you up and take you to your home (or to Infinity Castle if you live there), and then he'll go to his lord

If Muzan doesn't call him, instead, when you wake up, you'll find him next to you silently watching over you ("Koku? Did you stay here the whole time?" "Yes...")

Akaza

It'll take him about a minute to process you've fallen asleep on him, but he'll recover to position you better in his arms, with his face very slightly flushed

He'll be so happy for your gesture because you'll be showing yourself to him in one of the most vulnerable human moments, and for him that's a great proof of trust

He'll look at your beautiful sleeping face and think about you two, wondering how someone like him ended up engaged to you, until you wake up

He'll pray and plead with all the deities he can think of not to be summoned by Muzan for a mission or a meeting with the other Kizuki (Demon Moons), so that you won't have to wake up

In fact, he'll want that moment of peace to last as long as possible

If you didn't know, futon is the traditional mattress of Japanese culture; it's entirely made of cotton, rigid, thin and rollable. Until the 1900s, the Japanese slept there instead of in bed.

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[Y/N lets out a small sigh, crossing his arms as Mitsuri carries him effortlessly in her arms, a bright smile on her face]

Mitsuri : Chuckles... Aww, you’re so light! I could carry you around all day!

[Y/N blushing red grumbling, while staring up at her while Mitsuri is having the biggest smile on her face]

M!Reader blushing : You say that like it’s a compliment…

Mitsuri : But it is! It just means I can hold you closer and never let go!

[Y/N Sighs, hiding his face in her shoulder, Mitsuri notice this and began giggling]

M!Reader blushing : You’re enjoying this way too much...

Mitsuri : Of course I am! Carrying the person I love? It’s the best feeling in the world!

M!Reader blushing : Sighs... So, when will you stop? It is just a training exercise–

Mitsuri : Oh! Right! This isn't actually a training exercise!

M!Reader blushing : .....

M!Reader blushing : Excuse me–WHAT! Mochi you said you needed something to carry for a training exercise, you've been carrying for half an hour—

Mitsuri : Oh about that, I actually just want to carry and hold you close to me! ^v^

M!Reader blushing : .....

[anqelically]

Hello! :) If you don't mind, I have a request! I would like Giyuu, Sanemi and Mitsuri with a weak partner. Weak as in a poor immune system and too injured to fight.

If your interested in a little extra story to it- maybe the reader was once a slayer but became so weak after fighting an incredibly strong demon!

THEM WITH A S/O IN POOR HEALTH

FEATURING. sanemi shinazugawa, giyuu tomioka & mitsuri kanroji

WARNINGS. gn!reader, comfort(??), hcs in drabble form, reader is weak from past injuries

NAVI | KNY MASTERLIST

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA became more gentle with you after your body weakened. before your current predicament, the two of you were rivals of sorts. you would always challenge each other, whether it was a training match or being the one to slay more demons in a week.

it was the latter situation when you sustained a fatal blow that, somehow, you miraculously survived. it took everything they had, but the girls of the butterfly estate had saved your life. however, when you woke up, you were told that you could no longer be a demon slayer. your body was no longer the same, so you had to be extremely careful and not risk any more injuries.

knowing that being a slayer was all you had going for you, you were devastated. everyone told you it would be okay, but you knew they were only saying that out of pity. the only one you didn’t hear such words from was sanemi. instead, he told you that your injuries would affect the rest of your life, but for as long as you needed, he’d be by your side. for the first time, you shed tears in front of him.

the dynamic between the two of you had switched since then. since you were no longer a demon slayer, neither of you bothered to challenge the other for fun. and instead of your usual banter, sanemi’s words were more carefully chosen, besides his occasional sarcastic remark. to accompany his kinder words, sanemi had also started to care for you during your recovery and all the times when you fell ill.

sanemi held your hand when your stomach pain was too much to handle and even cooked you meals, which he barely did for himself, when you had no other food to eat. this side of sanemi wasn’t just for anyone to see. aware of that, the two of you knew what it meant. you leaned on him, holding his hand for comfort, and he didn’t push you away. it was then that you knew that you’d have his hand to hold whenever you needed it, just like he had promised.

GIYUU TOMIOKA treats you as if you were more fragile than you actually are. although the two of you were once at the same level of strength, ever since you retired as a hashira, he had treated you with the utmost care. giyuu was always gentle with you, but his new way of things was on another level.

the reason for your retirement was also the same reason why giyuu treated you the way he did. after you sustained serious injuries in a fight with an upper moon demon, your body had not been the same. your frame had grown weak, and you could no longer fight like you used to.

you became ill often, and it happened so much that the head of the corps suggested your early retirement. knowing you could not fight in the state you were in, you had agreed with the master and retired early. through all of this, the one to stay by your side was giyuu.

his actions were always louder than words. when you were under the weather, he’d tend to you unless he was assigned a mission, and when that happened, he always made sure that someone else was there to support you. it often ended up being tanjiro, who conveniently happened to have nothing else to do during those times. he also no longer spoke of those missions unless you asked, aware that you liked being a demon slayer since it was a way to save those in need.

and although his care can sometimes be a tad much, you knew that every action came from the depths of giyuu’s heart, which also held the fear that maybe one day he’d lose you. he wasn’t the type to act overbearing, but the fact that he did so much to care for you meant that his actions were of good intent. giyuu tomioka loved you, and no matter what, he would do anything to look after you.

MITSURI KANROJI worries all too often, even if there is nothing to worry about. before the two of you even met, your body was growing weaker with every mission you went on. after a battle with a certain demon, you became so injured that your body still faced the repercussions of the fight after your recovery.

you met mitsuri when the two of you were assigned on a mission together. the mission was a near disaster when your stomach began to twist, and you were in so much pain that you struggled to move. fortunately, mitsuri was strong and was able to finish the mission herself. 

you quit the corps after your mission together while you were recovering in the butterfly estate. mitsuri, being as kind as she was, chose to visit you, even if the time you spent on the mission together was brief. one visit led to the second, the third, next, and so on. mitsuri learned of your physical state after all the time she spent with you and, not to your surprise, was often worried.

if she ever saw you holding a heavy bag of groceries, the hashira would whisk it out of your hands and carry it the rest of the way. mitsuri also made you the best sweet treats, with lots of fruit to balance the sugar out, and made sure to help you get exorcise. though, your workouts together were the most dreadful because of her endless energy, and you often had to remind her you couldn’t move half as well as she did.

all of mitsuri’s actions, frantic or not, brought a smile to your face. although you were still weak, your pain always felt alleviated whenever she was around. standing by her side, you knew that mitsuri was the remedy you’d forever be healed by.

NOTE. ee guess who finally did a request after forever (this was the first one I got after my recent post LOL). i didn't end up mentioning the fact that the readers issues after her injuries had to do with her immune system, but I still hope this is okay 😭 thank you for requesting as always !

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[sleepingdeath-light]

love language hcs ; the adult hashira

requested by ; nobody / self indulgent

fandom(s) ; demon slayer

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; giyuu tomioka, gyomei himejima, kyojuro rengoku, mitsuri kanroji, obanai iguro, sanemi shinazugawa, shinobu kocho, tengen uzui

outline ; “hcs for how each of the hashira show their love”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

giyuu tomioka

trust

having someone trust him and his judgement so wholeheartedly is enough to throw poor giyuu for a loop at first, but once he gets used to it he finds your trust to be both reassuring and anchoring — it’s… nice having someone there who loves him enough to listen, to understand, and to take him at his word without fighting him on it, hesitating, or belittling him for his observations

and, in return, he starts to trust you completely to the point where the only time he’ll question you on something is if it’s wildly out of character for you or if you’re actively being affected by something else (lack of sleep or intoxication for example) — and that trust is borderline unshakeable, just like his love for you

quality time

whether that means having your meals together when he’s home, doing chores in the same room, meditating together, running errands together, talking, or just existing in the same space when there’s nothing to do or speak about, giyuu loves spending time with you — it puts his mind at ease to be able to see you and know that you’re safe, and it gives him the chance to show his fondness for you even when he may struggle to otherwise show or verbalise it

words of affirmation

it’s very easy for giyuu to get into his own head, so having you there to bring him back down to earth by talking to him kindly and assuring him that he’s worthy of love (of your love) is so so important to him — especially if you happen to pair those kind words with some small show of physical affection as well (e.g. playing with his hair or kissing his forehead or temple)

acts of service

sewing up his haori when he comes back with it torn up from an attack, always making his favourite meal when he’s due to come home from a longer mission, making sure he’s taking breaks and not overworking himself, taking over errands and chores on the days where he’s too drained to even get out of bed, etc. — having someone who is determined to take care of him in so many ways is something that giyuu may never truly get used to, but nonetheless your efforts never fail to leave him flustered and deeply appreciative

and rest assured that he returns the favour however he’s able — if you mention wanting to get stronger then he’s offering to train you without a second thought, if you’re craving a specific food then he’s going out to the market to buy it for you, if you’re feeling ill then he’s visiting the butterfly mansion to get you some medicine and not letting you do anything on your own until you recover, and you can guarantee that he’s not letting you go out on any missions if you happen to be overworked or injured (after all, who’s gonna argue with a hashira?)

gyomei himejima

words of affirmation

both giving and receiving, but gyomei is especially liberal about his declarations of affection and general praise when it comes to you and your relationship, with his words varying from blunt to poetic and philosophical at times — but no matter the tone or content of his words, he always does his best to assure you that he adores you and that you’ve nothing to doubt when it comes to your relationship together

physical touch

a soft hand grasping at his bicep, the brush of your lips against his temple or the scar running across his head, the playful tapping of fingertips against the back of his hand, the press of your face against his chest, the weight of your body in his arms… — truly he cannot get enough of your touch and he makes it abundently clear through his words that he truly appreciates every bit of affection you show him, no matter how small or how brief

listening / attentivenesss

gyomei is an extremely attentive and patient person, meaning that you never have to worry about him ignoring or dismissing you whenever you want to talk to him — he’s always willing to take a seat or, if you prefer, walk with you and listen to you speak for however long you want, staying silent and voicing his own thoughts where appropriate

(and if you’ve come for him in search of a solution to some problem instead of just someone to talk to then he’ll do his best to find one for you as soon as he can)

training / sparring

the thought of losing you absolutely horrifies him, so it’s only natural that he goes out of his way to train you so you’re able to hold your own even when he’s not there — and while he does offer you guidance and reassurance during these sparring sessions, he by no means goes easy on you (after all, the goal is to make you stronger and to make sure you can protect yourself, and no enemy is going to go easy on you so he wants to give you the best chance of success)

kyojuro rengoku

words of affirmation

this man lives to shower you in praise and compliments, and will do so (loudly) regardless of whether you’re in public or in private — arguably he’s even more vocal around others because he can’t help but let everyone else know just how wonderful, incredible, etc. of a spouse he has and how much he adores them

will also just declare his love for you (again, loudly) at random because he can’t help himself but verbally remind you of the fact that he’s head over heels for you whenever you do something especially endearing to him… like breathing, for example

acts of service

you need to carry something heavy? what a coincidence he happens to be going the same way, so you might as well let him help out. you’re craving a specific food? what do you know, he went out to the market earlier and managed to snag a few servings worth of it. you’re feeling a bit under the weather? relax and let him handle the housework today, you just focus on feeling better…

it’s all very casual and pretty much second nature to him after spending so long taking care of his sick mother and then his brother and father, but if you go out of your way to return the favour and take care of them all then rengoku will absolutely melt

quality time

he loves spending time with you no matter the activity — whether you’re sitting inside and just relaxing together, cooking something as a team, or going out on a ‘proper’ date, rengoku is just happy that he gets to be there with you on his arm and your voice in his ear

as a hashira there’s no guarantee that he’ll always be able to come home to you, so he treasures every moment by your side just in case it’s the last

food / cooking

one of the first things that rengoku goes out of his way to do when the two of you start courting is to learn the recipes to all your favourite meals, just so he can cook them for you and make you smile — bonus points if you kiss him as thanks, but just being able to see your smile is it’s own reward for him

and if you return the favour, and especially if you cook for him and his baby brother, then he’s going to start planning your wedding damn-near smother you with affection and shower you with expressions of gratitude and appreciation

mitsuri kanroji

physical touch

she’s an extremely affectionate person by nature and always seems to be touching you in one way or another when you’re together — a kiss on your cheek, her head on your shoulder, a hand in your hair, her arm wrapped with yours, her legs laid across your lap, etc. — so having you match her energy would make her feel so very seen and appreciated

especially if that reciprocation involves some shameless pda because it’s important to her that you show that you’re not ashamed of her and your relationship and that you’re happy to show her off — especially after what she went through with her previous failed engagements

gift giving

she keeps each and every gift you give her and they’re all kept in the best condition possible (aside from food items which are, obviously, eaten with glee) — the trinkets are kept on shelves and tables throughout her home and cleaned regularly and carefully, the accessories are stored in her room and worn whenever she gets the chance to go out, the clothes are worn whenever she gets the opportunity (and she’s devastated whenever she tears something on a mission), and the letters you write are all stored with care in a drawer in her room and reread at least once a week

and whenever a mission takes her far from home, she never comes back empty handed — always bringing back something she knows you’ll love (and she’s always correct because mitsuri is a shockingly good gift giver)

words of affirmation

she could spend an entire day listing out everything she loves about you and still not be done as the list seems to grow by the second — and she tells you as such whenever she gets the chance (in between reassurances about how much she loves you, how much she missed you when she was away, how she can’t wait until the two of you can live a normal married life, and so on)

and she gets this adorable flustered look on her face whenever you shower her in compliments — especially if you’re complimenting something about her that she’s been made to feel insecure about (e.g. her appetite, her strength, or her hair colour) because it just makes her feel so very loved

cooking / food

mitsuri loves cooking and she loves you, so the natural thing to do in her eyes is to combine the two and start cooking you your favourite meals whenever she gets the chance to do so (between missions and training and such) — like she will spend weeks at a time workshopping a new recipe before she makes it for you because she only wants you to have the best, and she will absolutely melt if you compliment her cooking

she’s also a big eater and if you decide to learn to make all her favourite foods then this poor woman will turn bright red and get all teary-eyed as she thanks you profusely and very earnestly showers you in praise for being her favourite person, the love of her life, and the most amazing chef ever

obanai iguro

gift giving

obanai wants you to have only the best things in life, and sometimes that means going out of his way to provide them himself — new clothes, nice accessories, your favourite foods, trinkets he thinks you’ll like, and the list goes on and on

he’d gladly spend every penny he has if it meant getting to make you smile at him so beautifully

observation / attention to detail

he’s extremely observant in general, but with you it’s so much more obvious because he seems to know just about everything there is to know about you — from normal things like your favourite flower and season, to things that are harder to notice like the minute changes in your expression and body language when you’re trying to hide your anxiety or when you’re trying to downplay your excitement

he knows you better than himself at this point — and if you were to reciprocate his attention to detail and show off a knowledge about him that rivalled his awareness of you then poor obanai would absolutely melt

protectiveness

the thought of you getting hurt in any way shape or form is enough to make obanai feel physically ill so, needless to say, the serpent hashira would do anything and everything in his power to keep you safe — and that includes threats that are more substantial (like demons or human attackers) to things that threaten your relationship, like potential suitors

(this also extends to how he treats you when you’re ill or injured, with obanai sternly refusing to let you do anything on your own until you are completely recovered — so, yeah, enjoy being pampered)

physical touch

this is a love language that he didn’t necessarily realise applies to him until well after the two of you started dating because of just how isolated he’d been in the past, and because of how he viewed himself and his appearance — but once he started being spoiled with your affection (especially your kisses!! to his mouth and scars!!) he damn near became addicted to it

he’s still mostly a bit shy about asking for affection and reassurance of your attraction to him, but if you pay close enough attention to his body language it’s pretty easy to tell when he needs some attention — and it’s incredibly satisfying to watch his whole demeanour soften and his mood lighten after you’ve kissed him stupid for a while

sanemi shinazugawa

quality time

nine times out of ten this translates to the two of you having meals together or you joining in as an observer when he’s sparring, but sanemi does also make an effort to plan out actual ‘dates’ when he’s able — it’s important to him that you know how much he cares for you and enjoys your company, after all, and he’s painfully aware of the fact that softness and vulnerability aren’t really things that he excels at, hence his insistence on spending plenty of quality time together when he’s back at home

listening

he may not look like he’s paying attention when you talk to him, either caught up in his exercises or scarfing down his food, but rest assured that sanemi is listening intently to every single word that you’re saying — and he does try to show it by nodding along, humming at appropriate points, and even interjecting on occasion with insults towards anyone you might be complaining about

and if you happen to mention that you want something specific then you can guarantee that he’ll make sure you get it as soon as he possibly can (all the while vehemently denying the extents of his efforts when you ask)

training / sparring

sanemi wants to make sure that you’re able to protect yourself whenever he’s away because he cannot bear to lose another person he loves, especially not you, so that means that he’s very insistent on being the one to train you — not trusting even any of the other hashira to do it right and not willing to take any chances either way (it’s you were talking about, after all)

and while he’s by no means the sort to go easy on you during training — always pushing you to your limit, not letting you skip out on exercises, etc. — he’s much much kinder to you than he is to other demon slayers and much more patient than he is with his own brother

physical touch

he won’t initiate any physical affection (other than a chaste kiss on the lips before he leaves and after he comes home from a mission), and isn’t the biggest fan of pda, but he also can’t hide just how much he’s affected by your touch — not with how red he gets, how he stumbles over his words, and how he’s unable to look you in the eye or fully fight the smile that’s trying to form on his lips when you tackle-hug him, smother him with kisses, or reach for his hand when you’re walking together

shinobu kocho

honesty / openness

shinobu spends basically all of her time masking her true emotions and hiding her real opinions from her fellow demon slayers, putting forward a facade of blank cheerfulness that borders on maternal at times, but with you she doesn’t feel as compelled to hide — sure she doesn’t particularly enjoy being seen by someone she loves when she’s at her lowest (her most frustrated, her most violent, her most mournful) but she trusts you to understand and be there for her when she needs you to be, so she’ll allow herself to be a bit more… genuine with you once you’re an item

and, equally, she encourages you to be just as open and honest with her because she knows all too well just how easy it can be to hide behind an act and put up a facade to protect yourself — she wants you to know that you can trust and rely on her just as much as she trusts and relies on you, after all

quality time

between her own training, dealing with her understudies, tending to her patients, running her experiments, and going out on missions, shinobu has very little time to just breathe, meaning that most of the time you two are together is spent in the sanctity of her home just… existing in the same space

it’s not extravagant and it’s not particularly exciting, but frankly with the life she lives shinobu has had more than enough excitement and wants nothing more than to just be — especially if that involves being with you in one way or another (sleeping in the same bed, reading in the same room, walking through the garden arm-in-arm, or just talking about anything that comes to mind) because you’re the only thing in her life that truly keeps her sane these days and she can’t imagine not spending her free time with you

banter

sure, softness and traditional flirting both have their place, but for shinobu there’s nothing that beats just messing with and teasing you throughout the day — especially when you bite back with your own remarks that leave her speechless and amused

and while she can get quite mean sometimes, she never truly means a word of what she says and it’s all meant in good fun — plus she’s pretty good and knowing where the line is and avoiding things that need to be avoided

protectiveness

this can sometimes lead to arguments, especially if you’re the reckless sort or just another demon slayer, but shinobu is immensely protective over you and tries to keep you out of the field as much as possible — she cannot bear the thought of losing you like she did her sister, feels sick to her stomach every time you come to her ward injured, and so she does what she can to keep you safe even if that means putting more strain on other slayers in your group

understand that it’s not a matter of distrust, she knows how capable you are and admires your bravery and determination to keep fighting, but she knows that all it takes is one miscalculation for everything to come down and she will do everything in her power to keep you alive and with her

tengen uzui

physical touch

lord tengen is, for better or for worse, a very tactile person which means that he pretty much always has to be touching one of you in some way (i.e. you, hinatsuru, makio, or suma) — and that can mean simple touches like an arm around your shoulders or waist, a hand resting on your hip or thigh, or a kiss somewhere on your face or neck, or something a bit more extreme like him literally picking you up and carrying you around like you weigh less than nothing to him

and if you four decide to return the favour and smother him with affection in return? well then the sound hashira will be in heaven!

words of affirmation

he’s constantly reminding you four about how amazing/hot/flashy/badass you all are and reminding you of how important you are to him, so you’re really not given any room to doubt his feelings for you at all — and if you do happen to go through a bout of insecurity then he and the girls are more than happy to remind you of why you’re a part of their family

flashiness

tengen is dead set on being the flashiest person in any room he’s in, and that extends to how he treats you all as his partners — and this includes ensuring you’re only ever dressed in the finest clothes and covered in the brightest accessories, going out of his way to help boost your confidence until you’re close to his level and way above letting unflashy losers get you down, sparring with you until you’re able to hold your own in a fight in the flashiest way possible, and showering you all in affection so that everyone knows at a glance that the flashy people in front of them are all very much so taken and very much so in love

selfishness / protectiveness

he’s constantly reminding the four of you to be selfish and put yourselves and your safety first because he can’t bear the thought of losing any of you — you’re the loves of his life, after all, and he’d give up his own life in a heartbeat if it meant ensuring the four of you get the chance to go on

and while his protectiveness can go to extreme lengths sometimes (see the whole entertainment district fiasco for an example of that), he does generally trust you all to take care of yourselves and each other in his absence… he’s just also not above stepping in and kicking ass in the flashiest way possible if he even thinks any of you might be in a bit of danger

[rekino2114]

Heyyy your requests were open so I was wondering if you could write Mitsuri Kanroji with prompt 22 (maid outfit plss), if not that's alright too!!

Also, stayy hydrated (:

Mitsuri wearing a maid outfit for you

Pairing:mitsuri kanroji x gn reader

A/n:I assume you meant prompt 25. Also, I made it a bit broader. Also, this came out way fluffier than I expected when I thought about this prompt, but I guess it's because mitsuri is a character that makes everything fluffy. If that makes sense, she's just like that and I adore her

You took a deep breath as you let your muscles relax while continuing to walk towards yours and your girlfriend's estate

You smiled and knocked on the door waiting for mitsuri to answer

"Oh is that you y/n?"

"Yep, I'm back from my mission, can you open?"

"Oh sorry sweetie but can you open? I have a surprise I want you to see~"

You were surprised by that but still opened the door, when you did you immediately blushed at the sight that was in front of you

Mitsuri was looking on the ground blushing, but what caught your attention was that she was wearing a while and pink maid outfit that ironically covered more than her normal uniform but still hugged her curves in all the right ways

When she noticed you enter she blushes even more and bowed lifting her dress

"W-welcome home y/n"

"........mitsuri, why are you wearing that?"

"D-do you not like it?"

You blushed more and scratched your neck

"N-no I love it you look beautiful ,it's just......why?"

"Well you're always so tired when you come back from missions so I thought I should take care of you"

"But don't you always do that?"

"Exactly! And that's why I thought I should do something more.....s-so I asked tengen's wives and they recommended I'd do this for you"

".......o-ok"

"So.....how do I look?"

"Absolutely stunning, but to be honest yo always do"

Mitsuri smiled brightly at your compliment, her cheeks still pink

"Thank you y/n, you look amazing too, how did the mission go?"

"Well, it was nothing crazy the demons weren't that strong-"

"W-wait how rude of me, follow me"

With that she grabbed your hand with strength you knew she had and dragged you toward the kitchen where you saw the food already set up

"You made dinner?"

"Yeah, I hope you like it"

"I'm sure I will"

You went to sit at one of the seats around the table, but mitsuri quickly anticipated you and dragged the seat behind you making it easier for you to sit

"Oh thanks"

"Don't mention it"

You looked at the food and started drooling, you knew mitsuri's cooking was amazing but what made it even better was that she made your favorite food

"This looks delicious love, thank you so much"

"Don't mention it, I'm here to do anything to make you happy"

You smiled again and were about to dig into the delicious food but were stopped by a fork making its way near your mouth, when you looked in front of you you saw mitsuri holding a bite of the meal

"Come on sweetie open up"

"Y-you want to feed me, i guess I shouldn't be surprised you basically always do that"

"Right, plus today I'm your maid, I'm here to serve you and make you happy my love"

"T-thank you"

You opened your mouth as mitsuri continued to feed you bite after bite of the delicious food. It was one of the tastiest things you had ever eaten partly because you could feel the love your girlfriend put into it

"Ah this was delicious thanks so much mitsuri"

"Huh? But you didn't finish it all"

"Well to be honest it's a bit too much for me plus"

You took another fork and held a bit of food to mitsuri's mouth this time

"This is for you"

"E-eh? No wait but I made it for you"

"Come on, mitsuri, I know how hungry you can get, plus I'd feel bad if I didn't do anything for you in exchange"

Mitsuri blushed again touched by your thoughtfulness but smiled really brightly and took a bite of the food

"Hmmm Thank you so much y/n! This is so good, I really did a good job"

"You sure did"

Now it was mitsuri's turn to be fed the food she made while you complimented her on how good it was. when all the food finally finished, you both stayed there for a while, full and satisfied. You looked into each other's eyes before mitsuri gasped, remembering something again

"W-wait I still have one thing to do"

You raised your eyebrow but watched as mitsuri made her way behind you and started putting her hands on your shoulders and massaging them

"A massage?"

"Yep! I was told it's a great way to help your loved ones relax, and I want you to do just that, especially after a mission , just relax, ok y/n?"

"I swear you're the best mitsuri"

"That's because you're the best too, I love you so much"

"I love you too"

Mitsuri continued with her amazing massage. She had given you massages before, and this one felt just as special as the rest of them, her skilled fingers made sure to relieve your shoulders and back of any stress and tension that could be left. It felt like heaven

"I really really love you"

"Hehe, you told me that not even 5 minutes ago silly"

"I know but I just can't help you're just the best girlfriend on the planet and also not a bad maid"

"Thank you, seeing you smile because of me is my greatest pleasure"

Mitsuri stopped her massage and helped you stand up, she smiled at you but gasped a bit

"Y/n! You're still stressed!"

".....how can you tell?"

"It's written all over your face, but don't worry, your girlfriend/maid for the day has a perfect solution, I'm gonna draw a bath and there's gonna be bubbles and bath salts it's gonna be super relaxing"

"Hehe, I can't wait"

You looked into Mitsuri's eyes and presses your lips against her, she quickly melted in the kiss and wrapped her arms around you her soft curves pressing against your chest

When you pulled back she was blushing but looked at you with sparkling eyes and a wide smile it was clear the pure love she felt for you

"OK sweetie I'm gonna start drawing the bath you just relax here"

She kissed you again and started running towards the bathroom while you looked at her with loving eyes too, you were so glad to have her in your life

[rae-writes]

Kny men x stepcest

nsfw || fem!reader || 1k wc

Step Mommy!Mitsuri who’s just so tickled that you’re so sweet to her, even when your father doesn’t treat her that well, so when you sneak up on her one day when she was massaging her aching breasts and envelop one of her nipples in your mouth while one of your hands play with the other, she can’t help but coo at how nice you’re being to Mommy and let you mouth at her for however long you want

Step Mommy!Mitsuri who, when you whine about needing to go shop for new panties, lets you try on some of hers instead. She happily watches you try on her lingerie sets in the comfort of your bedroom and even takes off the set she’s wearing for you to try on too; if you really like it, she’ll let you have it, but only if you let Mommy ride your face

Step Mommy!Mitsuri who’s got you on your back with one of your legs over her shoulder, telling you that it’s okay if she rubs her pussy against yours because your panties are still on, but once you both get so close to cumming, she sneakily pulls your panties to the side and fucks you bare— she says it’s because it feels better like this, though she knows you aren’t really concerned about it from how fucked out you are already

Step Uncle!Gyomei who feels that something’s off when his usual sex doll feels more warm and lifelike, but he just chalks it up to his pent up frustration and continues to pound into the ‘toy’, not realizing it was really you- at least until you start cumming around him, making him jerk his hips and growl at the feel of your convulsing walls. He knows he should pull out and scold you- this was wrong- and yet when you whine and cry and beg him to put his cock back in, he ends up fucking you all night long instead

Step Uncle!Gyomei who smiles whenever you offer to help him walk around -even though he doesn’t actually need help- and willingly lets you lead him in the completely wrong direction. He doesn’t quite know where you’ve taken him, only that his back is pressing against rough brick as your knees hit the ground in front of him. If he were a better man, he’d grab up by the arms, yank you up, and take you home; but he’s not a better man and so he grabs a fistful of your hair and gently guides your mouth along his cock, making sure you keep your gags quiet

Older Step-Brother!Sanemi who lost all of his biological younger siblings, so he’ll be damned if he’s letting your sweet, naive little ass out of his sight— even if that means fingering you in the house’s entrance when you try to walk out of the house in revealing clothing, making you forget all about that ‘date’ you were planning on going to; nobody’s better than your big brother- he’ll show you.

Older Step-Brother!Sanemi who wants to protect you from everything and everyone that could possibly corrupt you and yet he’s helping you grind against his thigh at ungodly hours of the night, all because you couldn’t sleep with that weird, tingly heat pooling inside your stomach. 

Older Step-Brother!Sanemi who’s not really sure who is in the wrong when you wake him up with head the next morning as a thank you for helping you sleep, but when you mumble something about breakfast as you lower your pussy over his mouth before returning to licking at his cock, he decides he just taught you really well like a big brother should.

Little Step-Brother!Giyuu who latches onto you immediately after just the first meeting, falling into the habit of always shadowing you, of always touching you in some way, of always being right. there. He just loves his new older sibling so much and is so happy when you let him sleep in your bed one night- so happy he accidentally starts rubbing himself against your thigh; his embarrassment is washed away by your sweet laugh and the hand that starts stroking his cock, and all he can do is moan and take it when his older sibling tells him they’ll take care of him.

Little Step-Brother!Giyuu who’s always been a little insecure, a little self deprecating, but his attitude always takes a 180 when you let him bury his face in between your thighs and shove his tongue inside you as far as he can. You’ve found out he can’t cry if he’s too focused on making you cry from overstim

Step Daddy!Tengen who cannot stand your bratty attitude and just gets so fed up with you, even if you are grown, that he yanks you by a fistful of your hair straight over his lap and flips your annoyingly short skirt up so he can spank your ass harshly. There are red welts in the shape of his hand by the time he’s done, but as you’re crying and muttering apologies, he decides he’ll be nice and soothe the sting by licking your clit sweetly. 

Step Daddy!Tengen who knows your mom only got with him for his money, though he starts spending all his money on you instead after seeing your shy, sweet smile whenever he gives you something expensive. His favorite thing to give you is lingerie sets; he expects you to be all dolled up and wearing it when he sneaks into your room at night- and if you put on a good show- he’ll show you what he can do with his cock Step Daddy!Tengen who has fucked you everywhere in the house, but his favorite spots are the kitchen counter, the hallway, and his own bedroom— the one he shares with your mother. He likes places with risk because of the thrill it gives him, and because he craves the thought of getting caught with his precious step daughter; he wouldn’t stop fucking you even if you were caught, not until he’d stuffed you full of his cum like he always does