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What if hiroshi managed to save y/n and they escape but giyuu has another family 🤭

Awww... That makes me sad :(

Hiroshi had run away when he was ten years old, he was going to save his mother!

But... In a forest, he was attacked by a demon but luckily he was rescued just in time by Shinobu!

Shinobu recognized his eyes, the same ones that the man who killed her older sister had.

She had pointed her blade at him, about to behead him before she was surprised at him falling on his knees, his forehead touching the ground.

"Thank you! Please! Please teach me the ways of the demon slayer!"

Shinobu tilted her head as she smiled. "I see... You have the eyes of that demon... Who are you?"

Hiroshi looked up with tears in his eyes. "Th-That demon...? D-Douma!?" He asked.

"Exactly that one..." She said as she gripped her blade's handle.

Hiroshi began to cry before he wiped his tears. "He... He stole my mother... He took her from her family! He forced her to have me! Please! I want to be a demon slayer! A strong one! So I can save her!" He cried out.

Shinobu paused before she slowly put her blade away. "Very well..."

~~~~~~

It had been three years since then, Hiroshi trained and trained, finally becoming a demon slayer! And against Shinobu’s orders....

He went back.... He went back for you....

He walked into the temple as he looked around, his palms sweaty as he looked around. It was quiet.... To quiet..

He slowly opened the door to your room as his eyes widened. There you were... “M-Mother...” He mumbled.

You looked up from your arms before you looked over. “H-Hiroshi..” You whispered. “Hiroshi!” You cried as you stood up and hugged him.

Hiroshi hugged you back as he teared up before he paused as he looked down. 

A baby...

A baby was in your arms...

No.... Another child had been forced onto you.

“Where is he!?” Your son demanded as he looked around.

“He’s in an uppermoon meeting... Hiroshi... He’d easily overpower you..” You said softly.

“So.... He’s gone?” He asked as your nodded your head.

That was when... Your son grabbed your son picked you up and ran.

~~~~~

You were surprised at your son’s newfound strength. He used to be such a shy little thing... Now he was your savior. 

When he arrived at the mansion, he was immediately scolded by Shinobu for going on his own but the moment she saw you. It was all forgotten.

“Shinobu.... How’s... How’s Giyuu doing...?” You asked softly as Shinobu examined you and the baby.

Shinobu paused before smiling sadly at you. “He got married to a widow with children...”

You paused before you looked down. “I see....” You whispered.

You shouldn’t have expected him to wait on you....

“But he’ll be very glad you returned safely.” Shinobu said with a smile as you nodded.

Hiroshi heard the conversation as he paused, he had seen this.... Giyuu Tomioka once... When he had come here to heal.

He gripped his haori before he walked off to find Giyuu.

~~~~~

Upon finding Giyuu, he paused as he stopped in the alleyway. He narrowed his eyes as he heard the conversation.

“Moron! My daughter said she wanted the blue one! Why did you get her the pink!?” The woman asked as Giyuu just stared at her.

“Nothing?! You’re going to say nothing?! You’ll never be my children’s father at the point!” The woman nagged before storming away.

“It’s rude to eavesdrop...” Giyuu said as he looked over to the alleyway.

Hiroshi’s eyes widened a bit before he hesitatingly stepped out, only to be met with a punch which Giyuu quickly caught. 

“How dare you?! My mother was suffering at his hands and all you could do was marry someone else when she loved you!?” Hiroshi asked as he narrowed his eyes at him.

 “I don’t know your mother...” Giyuu said as he turned to walk away.

The name Hirosh said next... Made Giyuu stop in his tracks.

“Kocho! Kocho Y/N is my mother! And your fiancee!!” Hiroshi cried out as Giyuu quickly turned his head, taking in what he said.

Suffering.... He said you had been suffering... If that was the case... Then the child before him... Had been forced on you.

“Where is she...?”

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This is part two of how the hashiras react to scars on the reader. I’m having a lot of writing this series and I hope y’all are enjoying it as well. Friday should be when I post the part three. Please let me know if y’all have any suggestion or requests my inbox is wide open. Criticism/tips are welcome! Please enjoy!

warnings: angst, scars, depression, negative self talk, isolation, trauma, (etc.)

How the Pillars react to scars

Part Two: Giyu Tomioka

The reader is a hashira and they have scars all over their body from previous battles. Sometimes they feel insecure about them and the hashira are here to make them feel better!

Reference:

(y/b/t) - your breathing technique.

(H/c) - hair color.

GN reader

Giyu (platonic):

At times you were very quiet , of course this isn’t to say you couldn’t be loud and outgoing, but more often than not you were reserved. Because of this Giyu found it most comfortable to be around you over anyone else.

During meetings or missions the either of you could be found standing beside one another oftentimes not saying a word.

Although the two of you were quiet, you exchanged pleasant words with the other from time to time.

In fact, the first time you had met was the first time you had spoken.

After being introduced by the master you chose to stand next to him of all people. You could tell he was shy by the way he cautiously looked at you from the side.

“You are Tomioka the water pillar?” You asked without taking your gaze off the master as he was gently led back into the building.

“Yes.” Was all Giyu said not looking at you either .

“It’s an honor to meet you Tomiokasan. I hope to speak with you more often.” You replied before turning and walking towards the rest of the hashira. He said nothing but nodded in agreement.

As you walked away he noticed something about your gait. It was a bit unsteady, it appeared you were limping. He didn’t do much except take notice at the time, but after encountering you more frequently he realized that it was permanent. The slight limp wasn’t the only thing he noticed.

One morning after a particularly intense battle with an upper moon demon, you went to the creek to wash your wounds. As you rolled the legs of your torn pants up he saw not only new wounds but previous ones that had been healed. Jagged scars covered your legs both the front and the back.

Soon enough he mustered the courage to ask you when it was that you had acquired them.

“(Y/n), how did you get those scars?” He asked as he pointed to your legs, he was turned towards you but hadn’t met your eyes.

“And the limp, as well.”

You looked down, sighed deeply and returned facing ahead of you.

“ I got them the first time I ever encountered a demon. It was the night my brother was eaten, and it had intended on eating me as well.” You said bluntly. If it was anyone other than Tomioka, you’d anticipate a harsh word that followed after your explanation. Instead he nodded and asked,

“Was that why you became a slayer?” He now turned to look at you. He was hesitant to question further as he could tell the memories of this were painful.

Little did he know that the memories were not what had been so painful, it was your appearance. You’d hoped neither he or the rest of the hashira would notice your limp and scars. That had been wishful thinking considering how observant they were. But Tomioka was the most gentle in his approach, Shinobu saw the way you walked and immediately suggested you return to the butterfly estate so your issue could be analyzed. You explained that since that attack you had limped and probably would for the rest of your life. Her only reply was questioning whether or not you’d be at a disadvantage when fighting other demons. Those words cut deep; you spent so much time proving yourself capable, proving that you weren’t weak. Having a fellow hashira question your ability to fight had been a huge blow to your confidence.

“Yes. I intend on getting revenge for my brother and everyone else who has been killed by demons.” You said, secretly adding yourself to the list. That night, the demon had taken more than the only loved one you had left, but it also took away the ability of people to depend on you or trust you to handle yourself in difficult situations.

“You fight well.” Giyu said as he stiffly put his hand on your shoulder.

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Giyu (romantic):

Yours and Giyu’s relationship had sprouted from good company. Giyu enjoyed being in your presence, it was almost therapeutic to him. Soon he found himself addicted to being with you, just being next to you set his mind at ease.

Your relationship was taken slowly per the both of yours’ tendency towards silence. In fact the progression from a platonic to romantic relationship had been strenuous. Giyu had felt differently towards you for a while before anything had been done about it. But his feelings did not go unnoticed, you saw the way he would stare at you, the way he made any and all excuses to get close to you. It filled your heart with joy watching him blush slightly when you would pat him on the thigh or squeeze his hand.

It all came to a head one morning at the butterfly estate. You were recovering from a recent mission both you and Giyu had been assigned to, it hadn’t been a particularly strong demon but what it lacked in strength it made up for in technique. The demon had gotten the jump on both of you several times, but once it noticed that you were weaker on one leg it had gone out of its way to land every blow to your knee. You felt defeated. Regardless that demon died that night you still felt as if you were the one who had lost. If it wasn’t for Giyu, you would have been killed. Because of your feeling of humiliation, you ignored Giyu and went out of your way to avoid him. You couldn’t bear to look him in the eyes after your last performance together. In your heart you felt Shinobu had been right to question your strength, you were a danger to yourself and others. You felt you didn’t deserve the honor of being a hashira.

Your behavior hurt Giyu, you weren’t walking with him anymore, you weren’t eating with him, he couldn’t even get you to sit with him. He racked his brain searching for what it was he did wrong. Has he upset you? Did he say something wrong? Maybe he made you uncomfortable? He didn’t know and every possibility was torturing him. He couldn’t take this anymore, he decided he was going to find you and confront you. Maybe if you told him what he did wrong he could make it right.

You walked aimlessly through the estate, winter was now in full swing so the ground was covered in a light layer of snow. You watched the snow drift in the wind. The cool breeze sent a shiver down your spine.

After asking around, Giyu found you standing in the snow. Your (h/c) hair being blown by the wind. He sighed and thought you looked beautiful; he compared this scene to painting.

“(Y/n)”. He spoke softly, almost as if not to disturb you.

The sudden call of your name had caught you off guard. You turned to look and saw a downhearted Giyu, he appeared tired and miserable. A sharp jab of guilt hit you in your heart when you saw the state of his being.

“I’m sorry.” He said, dropping his head so as not to meet your gaze. Tears formed on the corners of your eyes, you couldn’t hold back any longer. You quietly began to sob.

Hearing your soft sniffles, Giyu looked up to find you with your head in your hands desperately trying to wipe your tears away. Hurriedly he ran to you and wrapped his arms around your back.

“(Y/n), I’m so-“ he spoke before you interjected loudly.

“It’s not your fault! I’m not upset with you Giyu!”

“I don’t un-“

“I’m sorry I’m so weak! If it wasn’t for you I would have died! How am I supposed to protect anyone if I can’t even protect myself?” You screamed trying to hold back your flood of tears.

Giyu’s heart broke when he heard you say this. He hadn’t realized that you had been so ashamed of yourself, he pulled you closer. Pushing your head into his chest he spoke,

“You would have done the same for me.”

Together you stood embracing one another as the snow whirled around you. Later that night he convinced you to stay in his room with him, for the entirety of the evening he held you close, never getting out of his reach again.

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How to Tame a Bitch (pt.1)

You smiled before you patted your brother’s head. “You have everything?” You asked as you tilted your head.

“[Name]-channnnn!! Why don’t you just come with me?!” Zenitsu asked as he teared up and grabbed your hands.

You huffed before bonking his head. “Zeni!! I can’t! I’m not slayer!” You said as you shook your head. 

Zenitsu sniffed before he hugged you tightly as your eyes widened. “Stay safe... And I’ll try to come back...” He said as he held you close.

You paused before you smiled and nodded your head. “I’ll be safe.” You said as you tilted your head.

~~~~~~

Watching your brother leave,not knowing if he was going to survive. It was frightening...

But yet you were going to be presistent!

Unfortunately.... Kaigaku still hadn’t left... Because his sword had yet to come in so you were stuck with him.

Luckily you had gramps keep you sane! And he even let you pick all the peaches that you wanted!!

You smiled as you plucked a ripe peach from the tree, You took a deep whiff and giggled.

As much as you missed your brother... Having all the peaches you wanted was totally worth it! Plus gramps liked it when you made your desserts with them!

“I can’t believe you’re still here...” You said a voice behind you, killing your joy.

“What do you want Kaigaku?” You asked as you turned your head.

You watched as he walked closer, before he grabbed your wrist and brought your hand up to his mouth, taking a bite... Of YOUR peach!!

You stared at him before you looked away.

How DARE he!? That was YOUR peach!! You were so excited to eat it!!!

What an asshole...

“The only thing you’re good at is picking the good ones.” He said as his face inched closer to yours. “You know... The moment my sword gets here... I’ll be leaving... And I’ll need a pretty wife waiting for me.” He said, a smirk forming on his face.

You paused as you took in what he was saying.

He wanted you.... To be his wife?

After he tormented your poor brother!? 

You gritted your teeth before smashing the peach in his face.

“In your dreams...” You said before you shoved him aside.

“I have to buy things for dinner... Tell gramps I’ll be back later...” You said and walked off.

Yet you failed to notice, the look of hurt and anger on his face.

~~~~~ 

As you were running errands, you heard a noise behind you.

So you hid behind a tree and waited, once you heard it again, you jumped out and kicked that person square in the head.

You looked at them before noticing they didn’t go down.

“Wow! What a kick!” You heard the loud, excited voice say. “Tell me your name!”

You looked at him, a demon slayer!? You kicked a slayer!?

“Ah.... [Name]... Agatsuma [Name]....” You said as you stared up at him.

“Well!! Agatsuma [Name]! You should become my tsuguko!” The flamed headed man said as he looked at you with his bright smile.

You felt blinded with how bright he shone... Wait what did he say...?

“... A tsuguko!?”

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How to Tame a Bitch (Prolouge)

“Any effort spent on you is an absolute waste of time.” 

Was the last thing that came out of Kaigaku’s mouth before he was suddenly kicked off of the rock.

He groaned before he looked up, oh... It was just... Her...

“Oi!! How dare you talk about nii-san that way!? Only I can!” [Name] shouted as she stood on the rock, her hands on her hips, looking down at him.

She always did that... The moment he insulted her brother she was always there to round house him in the face...

Why...

Why was she even being kept around?!

She wasn’t even training! She was just hanging around with her useless brother!!

The only good thing about her was that she was pretty... Nothing else...

He doubted she would even get married with a personality like that.

If only useless Zenitsu had her personality.

“Zeni! Don’t let him talk to you like that!” [Name] scolded as she wiped the peach off his face with her yukata sleeve.

Kaigaku gritted his teeth as he watched.

Why was she like this....?

Why did she make him feel such things...?

He hated the way he wanted to hold her close, stroke her hair, kiss her soft looking lips...

But... 

This was all years ago...

Now he has you wrapped around his finger...

You never act out....

You never speak back...

You just act so...

So obediently... 

How cute...

Your once aggressive nature... 

Gone...

There was nothing left of you except for an empty shell...

An empty shell of what you used to be...

With no one left to save you....