#genya shinazugawa headcanon

[chiharuhashibira]

Sorry for not specifying what I wanted in the genya/kaigaku x chubby reader request, I wanted the nsfw part with aged up genya, sorry for the misunderstanding

Oh that's okay! XD

I'll just give this a quick write as it would just be a short drabble/continuation of 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒍𝒍.

Thank you for re-asking!

MDNI

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒍𝒍 - 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑰𝑰

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐝-𝐔𝐩 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚, & 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Content Warnings: Curse Words/NSFW/18+

❥ But eventually, Genya would wake you up at night by kissing your neck. He will usually do that by rubbing his manhood against you. And with that, you will usually give him sleepy kisses while caressing his body.

❥ His quick hands would often slide you out of your clothes as he ravaged your curvy body with his hands. He delights in making you moan as he lecherously touches you slowly. But of course, it wouldn't end with that.

❥ Genya would often make you lie on your stomach as he put his hard cock inside of you. Yes, he would moan in your ear as his cock hardened further in time with the rhythm of your hips.

❥ As much as Genya loves you, he still stops himself from cumming inside of you. He wants to see you swallow it all. He loves seeing your body and your facial expression as he looks inside your mouth.

❥ By kissing your body, he will give you the greatest orgasm of your life. Love bites, trailing down as he eats you out. You would often pull his hair, and he loves that. So, not just once, but he often makes you cough three times with just his mouth.

❥ After you make love, Genya will wipe your body and cuddle with you while both of you are still naked. He would tell you how much he loves you and how beautiful you are to him. And with that, like before, he'll be the one who sleeps first, with you looking at him and realising how lucky you are to have him.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈!

Your first request was long overdue on my inbox so I prio-ed this to make it up to you~ UwU

More stories will come!

Thanks!

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

[hauntedfoxhut]

DEMON SLAYER HEADCANON

Genya meeting a friendly oni (and falling in love)

GN! reader

- You was walking, inside the dark forest, which wasn’t that dark because of the snow, the winter has arrived, and was tough.

- but suddenly you hear step behind the trees, the smell of meat made you search for that animal, but then you see a human… holding a sword?? And a gun??

- right on sight you hide behind a tree, but you can hear him running to reach you.

- you sat on the snow hiding from him… but he found you.

- He pointed his gun to your head, but he crashed… he froze, now he’s blushing??

- you start to beg, “Please don’t kill me, I don’t eat humans I swear, I would never eat someone!!”

-… but he just stand there holding his gun with the cheeks getting ever more red

- so you stand up, move his hand away from you, and he finally says something “you… beautiful…”

- and now your cheeks are getting red

- after a couple hours of chitchatting he hold your hand, look at your eyes and say “can I meet you again, same place tomorrow?”

- and you can’t deny, look at that cutie face!!!! He’s too cute to be ignored, so you meet him tomorrow and again and again

- after meeting after all this time he decided to take you out, just like Nezuko and Tanjiro, fighting against mean demons

-but now it’s your choice, would you go with him?

[gyutarowritings]

You wake up in the middle of the night to frantic shuffling beside you. The sound of sobs hit your ears and the grip around you tightens.

You wrap your arms around your lover. Comforting them like they had done to you.

Sanemi, Gyutaro, Genya, Obanai, Giyuu, Akaza

[komoboko]

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝

ft: tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, inosuke hashibira, kanao tsuyuri, genya shinazugawa

Genlas canon I’m ufotable so what if I made a kny oc bcs of genya 🗣️ ・ignore how half of these are about sleep

# tanjiro ! ☆

TANJIRO is such a sweetheart, he really is. But when it comes to sticking to a schedule, he does not make any shortcut or excuses to what will happen. Whatever the schedule says goes no ifs ands or buts. Thankfully he only uses a morning routine anyways.

He had heard from both Rengoku and Mitsuri that having a morning schedule is very good to prepare you for the day. So tanjiro has one to! He tries to get you to follow the routine along with him but you would rather stay in bed instead..

The moment the sun begins to rise is the time Tanjiro wakes up as well. It’s almost as if his body had a set in clock to wake him up. He already gets himself up before he comes and “pesters” you, who is still sound asleep when he’s ready to start the day. Tanjiro only pokes your cheek trying to get you to wake up.

You only groan turning your body over as you already know what he’s waking you up for. “Tanjiro I don’t even think the sun is up yet..” you mumble putting a pillow over your head. Tanjiro only silently laughs before replying “That doesn’t mean we can’t wake up either, if we don’t go fast we’re going to miss our time to train before leaving!” He only flashes a beaming smile, you wished to see that smile in your dreams right now instead.

# zenitsu ! ☆

If he had to be honest ZENITSU is unironically really clumsy. Sometimes he’s doing it to get a laugh out of you, but other times he’s genuinely falling. He can’t help it! It used to be something that happened every now and then but it’s almost become more of a habit of his now.

Even if everybody knows he really is just clumsy, if your around without fail he’ll try to play it off like it was on purpose. If your around and he’s already mid fall he’s going to try and stick the landing to make it seem like he was being funny and just doing it on purpose. Other times when it’s too late to cover up his mistake he tries to cover it up with a cheesy pick up line.

You’re only sharpening your sword, admiring the peace until it’s disrupted once again. You can hear a very familiar voice chanting your name as the voice only grows closer and closer. You turn around to see zenitsu rushing towards you after turning a corner, and from what you can tell he has a couple of flowers in his hand.

It’s only when he gets closer is when he somehow manages to trip on whatever was in his path. He comes tumbling towards you as you rush to his aid only to see him quickly put a rose in his mouth. He stares at you with a prideful gaze as you bite back a laugh. You can’t hold it in anymore once he screams howling something along the lines of “THE ROSE POKED ME!!”

# inosuke ! ☆

Sleeping around INOSUKE is no fun at all. He normally has a lot of energy so staying up late is a given, if you manage to actually fall asleep before he does your lucky. If he even manages to get tired and get close to a bed you’re doomed.

When inosuke is asleep there is nothing that is going to wake him up except himself. He is stone cold asleep meaning whatever he does do in his asleep is a complete ball game to deal with. It’s obvious that he is going to be uncomfortably loud, but he really handsy and not in the romantic way at all..

You groan on the edge of the bed as the cold air breezes against you, an hour before you were very much comfortable in the bed, alone at least. The moment inosuke toppled into bed was when everything came to an end. He took all the blankets for himself, he sprawled out taking up most of the space, and did this all while asleep already.

Not to mention the fact he was almost louder than when kyojuro when he’s talking whenever he snores. Every other moment the room rattles with how loud he is. To the point where you get so fed up you grab the one pillow you can find and move to sleep on the couch. It was much easier falling asleep on the couch, the only problem is when you woke up you find inosuke still completely asleep on top of you.

# kanao ! ☆

A lot of people don’t realize that KANAO can be unusually blunt. Around you she feels more open to speak her mind about something and without realizing it. Her words can come out much more harsh than she had originally intended it.

When she’s around you she’s much more careful at watching her tongue, as she obviously does not wish to hurt your feelings. Which she is really good at!! But if you ask for honest criticism she can’t say that she won’t hold back even on you.

You stare at kanao’s paper as she continues to sketch the treeline in the window Infront of the both of you. You’re impressed by her eye for art and even wonder if she could give you some tips as well. It’s not like you haven’t been practicing after all! “Kanao? Would you mind giving me some tips on how to improve my drawing? Honest criticism please.” You ask the girl as she turns to you. Kanao stares down at your drawing seeing what she believes is a samurai down on your paper.

She looks up back at you taking a deep breath before saying, “well your drawing isn’t near accurate to what time period I assume you’re going for. The proportions are off, the armor plates aren’t in the right place, the blade is incorrect, the legs aren’t even or balance the upper body.” Your jaw drops as kanao only looks back at you putting a hand on your shoulder. “I could help you if you like.” She hopes this would make up for shock she put on your face

# genya ! ☆

While GENYA can normally keep things together, there are times where he doesn’t keep track how long he has been a demon. It’s rare considering he normally on a mission for this to ever really happen, but it doesn’t mean it hasn’t.

The mission had gone well to say the least but everything had gone on for so long. Task after task, minute after minute Genya had become more weary and more irritable. By the time he was actually released he couldn’t care about anything except going to bed. On the plus side it would mean he could see your face as well.

When he finally made it to the inn you to we’re staying at he didn’t think twice about immediately moving towards the bedrooms. He failed to see his reflection or acknowledge how loud his footsteps were moving around the house. You groggily open your eyes startled awake by the incoming noise, you don’t remember anybody staying with you. Not until a shadow peers through the doorway.

You turn around to see yellow eyes stand out from the dark hallway. They pierce menacingly almost into the room your in, slowly creeping closer in the dark. Naturally you scream but your surprised when the figure screams to. It stumbles around the room until it can see its own reflection. It’s only then when you realize it’s just genya who didn’t even realize he was a demon himself. He only mumbles out a small “ohh..” before climbing into bed to try and trying to apologize to you..

[josyuss]

crown for the conqueror! 🌺🌺🌺

[yoonkles]

my favorite headcanon ever is tomioka somehow becoming an older brother figure to the children in the demon corps

like here’s this pitiful ultra quiet wet dog looking guy whose trudging around the world like it hates him. and. and then there are like eight kids half his size wilingly trailing behind him like baby ducklings in a pond, staring up at him with wide sparkling eyes

idk theres just something so special to me about older parental/brother figure x the children he unwillingly adopts trope UGHBDNAKNS

[peachdues]

Do you think, the first time Sanemi gets a wrinkle, he feels relieved? Do you think that he secretly looks forward to each new one that etches itself into his face, not because he’s grateful to age when no one else he loves could, but because it means his scars finally begin to disappear, too indistinguishable from the lines that the years carved into his skin? Do you think he’s happy to see the monster he’d turned himself into, fade?

Or, do you think he mourns the loss of his scars, these things he spent so much of his youth despising, and yet are his last connection not just to his mother but to Genya? The last tangible remnant of a time when, no matter how much he denounced the existence of his little brother, he still had one, and the matching scars across their cheeks was proof — proof of Genya’s existence, proof of Sanemi’s love. The loss of his scars is just another reminder that he could not save Genya from the fate he tried so desperately to spare him of. Sanemi’s scars fade into the tapestry of wrinkled, age-worn skin just as the memory of Genya and Shizu and all his friends and family fade, with no one left to mourn them but him.

@homo-homini-lupus-est-1701 your scars meta forever living rent free in my head

[gamblersdoll]

Sanemi or Genya getting stupidly flushed and horny around you because of your uniform (it’s basically Mitsuri’s uniform) 🙏🏻

sanemi does actually get horny from seeing you borrow mitsuris’ uniform, he has to just separate himself from the situation in order to not ruin hers. but he does ride your ass later, growling about the fact hes going to fucking kill the tailors later.

becomes so mean when you actually lay down in it, seeing your breasts spill to the sides and how your cleavage makes you look so much more comfortable.

but genya? he cant help it. he has to drag you away and tell you off, saying

“why– why would you wear that now?! you know how much you do to me— do.. you want to try something?” he stammers, feeling like such a pervert for staring too long.. and he cant even touch you, because its not your uniform.

[midnightwriter21]

demon slayer hcs: the hashira men w/ a demon!SO that’s immune to sunlight pt2

characters: fem!reader x sanemi

warnings: blood, injuries, language, angst

pt. 1 w rengoku and giyuu HERE

SANEMI

this poor man can just never be happy huh

now i find it very hard to believe that sanemi would be with a regular civilian

he’s gotta know that his SO is able to take care of themself

SO

ur a slayer and you guys are paired up on a mission together

there were reports of several low ranking demons being sighted in a town

so Sanemi decides to split up and to meet back up when the sun begins to rise

when you don’t show up at the meeting place he knows something is very very wrong

tears through the town looking for you

and he finds you alright

laying in a pool of your own blood

haori torn to shreds

sword broken

he doesn’t even walk toward you

he’s frozen

his blood has literally gone cold

stands there staring at your broken body until the kakushi arrive

when they do they quickly realize that you are alive and sanemi snatches your limp body from them and SPRINTS to the butterfly mansion

he hands you off to Shinobu who gets to work immediately

he waits there for her to give him an update

and boy does she

you? a demon?

his sweet loving girlfriend is a demon?

it can’t be true. you were laying in the sun.

he tells shinobu this and she says that she’ll have to do some more testing when you wake up

it’s 3 days later when you finally do wake up

and when you do you’re greeted with 2 low ranking slayers pointing their swords at your neck

of course they had to keep you guarded in case you woke up and needed a snack

the human kind

screaming for shinobu she rushes into the room

she sends the slayers out and quickly explains what has happened to you

you ask for sanemi

and your heart breaks when she tells you that he hasn’t visited

not once since she told him what you had become

a few more days pass with shinobu running a bunch of tests

she concludes that you’re somehow immune to the sun and that you don’t have an appetite for humans

and still no sign of sanemi

he hasn’t responded to any of your letters either

when shinobu releases you from her care you head to sanemi’s estate

when you knock on his door he opens, looks at you

and then slams it right back in your face

so you leave

as the weeks pass you throw urself into training with Nezuko who you’ve become friends with

but other than to train you don’t leave your estate

you have locked yourself away from the world

believing that sanemi hates you because of what you are

a monster

it’s not until Genya visits you and sees how pitiful you look that something is done

Genya storms to his brothers home

the ground practically shaking under his steps

Genya literally slaps some sense into Sanemi

like actually slaps the shit outta him

Genya is the only person that could get away with something like that other than you lol

not 10 minutes after genya left your home you get a very hesitant knock on your door

you don’t answer

so Sanemi takes it upon himself to walk in

and he finds you sitting on the floor staring at the wall with a blank look on your face

he sets a gentle hand on your shoulder and you don’t react

you don’t move a muscle

you don’t even blink

it’s as if you’re in a trance

he takes in the dark circles under your eyes

and the frown that looks like it’s permanently stretched across your face

and the guilt hits him full force

kneeling next to you and pulling you into his lap

he buries his face into your hair

and he cries

“i’m so fucking sorry”

“if i didn’t decide to split up this wouldn’t have happened”

“it’s my fucking fault”

and then he feels you pull away from him

his eyes are still closed with tears slipping down his face

and then a small cold hand is wiping the tears from his face

“you left me” you say

and his eyes shoot open

to see you with tears in your eyes

he looks away

“i can’t look at you knowing that this is my fault” he says in between cries

“why are you here now?” you ask

he pulls you back into his chest and say

“Genya told me how you’ve been acting and I can’t stand knowing that you’re unhappy”

you push yourself closer to him and say

“if you want me to be happy, then stay”

he takes a deep breath

“i’ll stay”

[anime-fan-05]

Can you do a headcanon of Tanjiro, Inosuke, Zenitsu, Genya, pillars (only Giyuu, Rengoku, Muichiro and Sanemi), upper moons (only Kokushibo, Doma, Akaza and Gyutaro) and Yoriichi's reaction when you call him "handsome"? You can divide it into several parts if you want.

Thank you!

Kimetsu no Yaiba ~Calling them 'handsome' 1st part~

Manga/anime: Kimetsu no Yaiba

Warnings: nothing

I decided to divide the headcanon into three parts: 2nd part and 3rd part are here.

K. Tanjiro

He'll blush a lot and be agitated: his entire face and the tips of his ears will be red

He won't know exactly how to react because that was the first time you had told him he was handsome

In the end, he'll hug you tightly and then he will kiss you on your forehead

"Y-you are beautiful too, sweetheart."

You made his day with this statement

A. Zenitsu

He'll faint, literally

When he wakes up, he'll blush and try to return the compliment, but he won't be able to because he'll stutter too much

"Y-you a-a-are p-pretty t-t-too."

He might even start crying, since no one had ever called him that

For the next few days he won't be able to stop thinking about it: your words will repeat in his mind and he won't be able to help but blush every time he thinks about it

H. Inosuke

He won't know exactly how to react

He'll have the same reactions he has when Tanjiro gives him some compliment (~fuwa fuwa~)

His face will be bright red and he won't understand why

He'll think you want to fight him and this is a way to distract him

"Aahhhh! What are you doing, woman?! You want to fight?!"

S. Genya

You broke him: he'll blush so much he'll almost faint

He'll try to return the compliment, but only broken sentences and stammers will come out of his mouth

"Genya, are you ok?" "Y-yes! Y-you a-are p-pretty t-too."

Afterwards, he'll want to run away and, if you follow him, you'll find him all red and trembling

He'll never forget your words

T. Yoriichi

It'll be the first time you see the slightest smile and blush on this stoic man's face

He'll gently caress your cheek and kiss you for a few seconds

This was the first time someone told him he was handsome, so he'll think he should return the compliment

"You're more beautiful, my love."

Now you'll be the one blushing

💮 Rules 💮 Masterlist 💮

[chiharuhashibira]

Are you taking nsfw request? Because i wanted to request nsfw and sfw headcanons of genya and kaigaku with a shy chubby s/o,but if u dont make nsfw request keep it sfw,its okay if you dont do this request

Hewooo Anon!

Sowwy it took me too long to write this! There are just lotsa WIPS. Yep! I'm taking NSFW requests but, I'm just not comfy writing for minor Genya XD I mean, I love him, yes haha!

And you haven't specified if you want him aged up so, Imma keep his part completely SFW. With Kaigaku, hmm maybe a bit NSFW~

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒍𝒍

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚, 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐮, & 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Content Warnings: Curse Words/NSFW/18+ on Kaigaku's Part

MDNI!

🌸𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂🌸

❥ Genya would never tease you. He would rather die than do that to you, as he knows what it's like to be degraded.

❥ Genya loves kissing your chubby cheeks and telling you that you look so cute with them. He also likes to kiss your tummy as much as he wants to lay on your thighs. He says it is comfortable. He loves your curvy body. You will often blush when he does this, as he is very touchy. Sometimes, when he is feeling playful, Genya will pinch your cheeks and tickle your side. He likes seeing you smile while blushing madly for him.

❥ The sweetest thing Genya will do is surprise you with chocolates, and after tasting them, he will steal a kiss from your lips. You would blush at this gesture, as Genya would tell you the taste of the chocolate, saying it's sweeter now.

❥ There are times that you will feel insecure, so Genya will make sure to assure you that you are the most beautiful lady in his eyes. He kisses your forehead and gives you a warm embrace, comforting you. He would never want you to feel bad, especially when it's about your body, as you are beautiful as you are.

❥ Your bonding moment with him is cuddling. Genya doesn't really like to eat, so he just makes sure to give you cuddles. As you can see, he is touch-starved, so you can't blame him for his clinginess. He would often whisper lots of I love you in your ear and would also be the first one to fall asleep in your arms.

🌸𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒌𝒖🌸

❥ Kaigaku will sometimes tease you, but not to the point where you'll feel sad. He would often pinch your sides and tell you that he wanted to lay on you. But then, if ever his jokes got to you, the man would soften up and give you all the positive words that you never thought you'd hear from him.

❥ He loves pinching your cheeks while kissing your lips playfully. He also loves caressing your curves and kissing the stretchmarks on your tummy and thighs. Kaigaku always says you look beautiful with them, and he loves them.

❥ The sweetest thing he'll do is join you at the bath and steal kisses from you. Yes, he likes seeing you without clothes, as he finds all your curves so beautiful. He would often wash your hair, sometimes even your body. He loves touching you so much.

❥ When you are feeling insecure, he will immediately drop his crazy facade and embrace you tightly. He would tell you not to listen to others and would always remind you not to compare yourself with other people, as you are definitely more beautiful for him. "You're a goddess." He will always say this and then kiss you, causing you to blush so badly.

❥ Bonding would be memorable as he really likes joining you on showers...

❥ After washing you, his touches would turn lewd. Kaigaku loves sliding his hand to touch you more. He enjoys playing with your nipples while pressing his hard cock on your back. He would tell you how he wants to kiss them, and yes, he would go in front of you and suck on your nipples, making you moan out loud. Kaigaku is the type of guy who will mark you. He'll leave a trail of love bites as he goes down on you to eat you out. He will bend you over and fuck you so hard that you will shout in pleasure. 

❥ As noisy as you are, Kaigaku loves to moan out loud, not caring if someone hears your lovemaking. "Fuck yes!" He loves to say this as he pegs your brains out.

❥ He loves cumming inside of you. He would still not pull out after that and ask you for rounds two and three. Yes, his stamina at sex really astounds you, but of course, you have no complaints as you love it so bad.

❥ After you showered with him, he would carry you to the bed and wipe your body with his towel. Kaigaku will dress you up after he's done fixing himself and will lay beside you, caressing your curves while kissing your lips. Sometimes, a round four happens, but why now? You want him so bad.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈!

Did my best to make it GN~ Hope you like it!

See you on my other fics~ UwU

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐥 - 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈

[cozymoko]

Kamaboko boys reaction to, "I love you."

This includes: Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Genya Shinazugawa

Pairing: All x Gender neutral reader

WARNING(S): none

HASHIRA VERSION KNY MASTERLIST

TANJIRO KAMADO

He smiled kindly, sneaking a peek at you through his dark, thick lashes. A field of unkempt sakura blooms blossomed along his round cheeks, tingeing them a faint pink. BA-THUMP! BA-THUMP! BA-THUMP! His heart cried out. Your words left him uneasy, embarrassed even, as they lightly tickled his chest. Despite his wishes, he could not speak for he was grinning far too wide to do so.

Training that evening proved to be quite the challenge for the young slayer as vivid pictures of you had obscured his mind, slowly but surely eating away at his concentration. Your words rang through his head like a silver bell, loud and persisting, furthering his desire to see you —touch you— He's getting red just thinking about it!

“T…Thank you for loving me. I really don't deserve you sometimes.” He whispered, leaning into your shoulder. “I love you too.” Tanjiro pressed a light kiss to your cheek, using his free hand to gently grip your unoccupied shoulder. A cheery laugh had escaped you at his chastity, nearly sending his heart into another frenzy. And to no one's surprise, you were enjoying every bit of it.

ZENITSU AGATSUMA

Oh my, you've made the poor thing faint. Stumbling over his words much like any other sweet adolescent. His fair skin held a warmth much like the sun, if not putting it to shame. Even with his lack of consciousness, that same lovesick grin had never fled his lips. Oh, and be a dear and close his mouth. We wouldn't want him to swallow any pesky flies, would we?

Upon his return from the land of dreams, Zenitsu was distraught. His body rested against the plush cushions of your futon with you seated by his side. He watches you gently rest a damp cloth on his burning skin, humming a feeble tune to occupy the silence. Zenitsu cleared his throat in hopes of "cooly" responding to your confession, but as you'd expect, he fails miserably.

“I-I love you too!!” He shouted, clasping your hands to his chest. “Wait, no — I love you more than anything!” You gently push him back towards the futon, tucking him beneath the sheets once more before lightly caressing his rosy cheeks. To him, words simply cannot convey his feelings for you. They are far too complex to describe. He's happy and he sure as hell wants you to know that.

INOSUKE HASHIBIRA

“Eh? The hell is that!?” Of course, he's confused, why wouldn't he be? Don't take it to heart, you expected this after all. (growing up in the wild does that to you.) Nonetheless, you can't help but feel a little bit annoyed by his statement. Just how clueless could he possibly be and why did you care about him so much? Two questions that you decided to indulge in another time.

Once you walked away, Insouke was quick to find Tanjiro and ask what this "love" thing was, seeing as you were so reluctant to tell him. At first, he finds it rather silly. Why do people use those words as a term of endearment anyways? He can just show you how much he cares! But with further convincing from Tanjiro, Inosuke shoves his inquiries to the side...for now.

“I ‘luove’ you, or whatever you said, too.” You gave him the most deadpan expression, using that moment to take in the immediate panic dancing across his gentle features. A snort slipped past your lips as you snaked your arms around his perfectly thin waist. At that point, you didn't know what you hated more, his obliviousness or his pretty face.

GENYA SHINAZUGAWA

“What...what'd you say?” He grimaced at the harshness of his tone as it was not his intention. He turned away from you, brushing his nose with the pad of his thumb in sheer hope of masking his embarrassment. But it didn't. You were able to spot the deep red creeping up the back of his neck to the tips of his ears. Scooting a bit closer to him, you rest your head on his back, rendering him stiff. But at that moment, you just didn't care.

Being as ill-mannered as he is, Genya hadn't expected anyone who didn't share the same blood to genuinely care for him. The boy has natural bitch repellent unbeaten in his DNA so surely even you are aware of the reasoning behind his insecurities. But, I suppose that makes him charming in a very questionable sense.

“You aren't too bad yourself...” which roughly translates to “I love you too so please don't take this the wrong way.” Genya needs as much love as he can get, though he refuses to admit it. As his partner you should go with your gut when dealing with him — if you think he needs comfort, a hug, then just do it — because at times, you seek to understand his emotions better than himself.

[n0n-sen-se]

💌 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐫. . .

includes ;; genya, muichiro content ;; pure fluff. a/n ;; stresstember eh? the perfect time to indulge in some adorable escapism! (´｡• ◡ •｡`) ♡

☆☆☆ # genya shinazugawa !

genya regularly receives check-ups at the Butterfly Mansion, thus you tend to bump into him a ton!

this is where things start to take a turn. . . he stops getting so angry and quick to shut you down. . . and instead, he starts watching you train a little more, keeping idle tabs on your schedule, daydreaming of you when he should be focusing on training. . .

then it hits him:

he's got a crush ?!

to this boy love literally feels lethal.

he can't function. at all. he's unable to stand or talk to you for more than a few seconds without becoming flustered and wracked with nerves.

so loving you from afar is the simplest-easiest option.

he stares a ton, and tries hard not to get caught.

daydreams when he shouldn't- and at the worst times- you can only get punched in the face while training so many times before you start to wonder if having a crush is really worth it.

i'm pretty sure anyone could see the reason this quick-tempered boy suddenly turns shy when he's around you.

and he hates admitting it. (what is he supposed to do? he's never been in love before?)

there are times when he's 100% undoubtably sure that you're busy- or far, far away from the scene of the crime. . . he'll sneak into your room (after double checking that the coast is clear, again) he'll leave a few wildflowers next to your nightstand.

just the thought that he's showing romantic affection towards you has his heart palpitating. . . even if it is, technically indirect.

has him paranoid as hell, like somehow even after all his precautions, you'll just know it was him. if you suspect him, or bring it up, he'll vehemently deny everything.

(whenever he leaves flower btw, it'll be up to a week before he works up the courage to bring another bunch, and in between he tries to garner the courage to talk to you. . . without success)

he'd actually get pretty comfortable with this scenario, and eventually saves up enough to produce a small vase to hold all the flowers.

and it feels like the biggest step yet!

its a painfully simple pot, and he feels he could do better, but he's tied a woven red string around the neck to help. . . at least a little.

you know. . . in the future he could tie notes to it. the thought has his ears burning red hot, and he flees the scene just as quickly.

☆☆☆ # muichiro tokito !

honestly, it doesn't fully occur to him that he is a secret admirer at first.

he just one day happens to notice you because you caught his eye. nothing in particular, there was just something. . . bright about your presence.

your eyes? your smile? who could really say. all he knows is that your very interesting to look at when you're around.

even your voice catches his attention, like the sound of bells to his ears. its calming and also so alluring? how are you able to charm him like this?

the couple times you caught him staring he looked away quickly, then he starts wondering why he's afraid of being caught?

that's when the idea of an idea starts to form in his head.

a crush!

honestly, i think he'd smile to himself at the thought. its all very confusing and all very new and exciting!

he'd stare a ton and try to be subtle. . . but then fail at that too. (at this point he's just standing beside a tree rather than behind it?)

muichiro gifts you things that remind him of you: things that are eye-catching and interesting to him.

. . . something that holds his attention as much as you do. . .

mostly things he's found, like the shiniest shells or rocks, broken ornaments or porcelain he's found. the best would probably be a tiny pearl he. . . acquired.

instructs his crow to deliver them to you, which in turn means you get hit in the head with said object- you don't need a more obvious clue to know that his crow hates. your. guts. (don't worry she's just a little jealous)

at first, he completely forgets that he's sent anything to you at all.

until he see's you holding them and it all connects.

silently hopes you to make the connection too. and i don't think he'd mind being caught at all. (its kind of like a fun game he's playing, that subsequently causes the faintest blush to appear across the bridge of his nose)

thinks about you maybe a bit too much, and starts to get excited at the prospect of being in love or a relationship! what would it be like to hold your hand, or even have all of your attention for once? (now he's just smiling up at the clouds like an adorable idiot)

if he writes anything (a note?) its just doodles and drawings he's done that he then hands over to his crow to deliver.

actually very fond of leaving you snacks too. . . or straight up offering to share while (innocently) asking you what ❛all those things in your hands❜ are.

[komoboko]

𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

genya shinazugawa x gn!reader

this is sooo bad but i needed to ramble something at least so i can actually write something good soon

Genya does not have a crush on you.

No matter what anybody says he does not have a crush on you. Nope, not possible, never happened. He just appreciates your skill set as a slayer that’s all. He’s just admiring one of his comrades in the line of duty. When you catch his eyes drifting towards you, a longing look in his eyes that scream anything but platonic just ignore it. You’re just getting no signals because Genya doesn’t have a crush on you.

When you ask to train with Genya he accepts with little hesitation. Not because he wants to spend more time with you. Or because he’s missed your presence and doesn’t have it in him to ask himself. It couldn’t be that. Genya accepted because he needed some more help training himself. You’re a tough slayer and you can help him improve his skills. Nothing more than that obviously because he’s almost positive he doesn’t like you.

When Gyomei consults him about his change in behavior, Genya immediately doubts the accusations. Even with his disagreement Gyomei still suggests ways Genya could court and approach you. He was hesitant but still pursed and ended up using all of Gyomei’s recommendations to get closer to you. It’s not because he likes you, he’s just doing it because Gyomei told him to, duh. No, his face doesn’t turn red when he’s nearby you, nor does he lower his tone and his general attitude so you can see him in a better light. What are you talking about?

Genya who spends long nights staring up at the ceiling or the sky and his mind wanders off to you. Either to things you’ve done today if you saw him, or maybe something your planning on doing with him. Maybe he’s thinking about the last time you two hung out that wasn’t related to training. Maybe he’s thinking about something more, and just maybe it’s because he likes you. Just a little bit.

Poor boy who ends up apologizing to you after he ignored you or became to brash when you were around. He wasn’t trying to push you away he was just trying to process what he was feeling in the first place. Poor Genya who’s guilty and tries to improve on handling his little “problem” and not taking it out on you. It’s nearly given people whiplash by how much Genya changes when he is around you. Maybe it’s because people are noticing that Genya does like you, at least a little bit.

Genya who confronts you during a random nights and goes on a ramble expressing what he’s been feeling. All his emotions and his thoughts that were pent flying being able to spill out, thanks to Gyomei’s encouragement. Once he finally manages to get to the point he can’t seem to maintain eye contact until he hears you response of approval. His once embarrassed expression changes to one that looks dumbfounded but you can see the happiness crack through quickly.

Even when somebody ask again Genya answers the same, but everybody can tell it’s a bit different. Genya does not like you. In truth Genya adores you. He loves you with his heart and in his mind that goes beyond the boundaries of just liking you. As you deserved much more than that in his mind.

[sluttysanemi]

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

GENYA SHINAZUGAWA

a/n: ok this is sort of clunky ‘n all over the place but whatevaa. indulge in genya bein’ the teenage boy he is:((

c/w: non-sexual nudity, brief description of injury.

You and Genya travel together through the barren woods, beneath the moonlit sky. The trees are twisted and gnarled, with branches resembling skeletal fingers. The air is dense with the aroma of moist earth and decay, contributing to the forest's ominous aura. 

The air periodically whistles about, among the distant chirping of crickets.

Upon concluding your session of patrol, you revert to your allocated, shared cabin. 

However, as consequence of your negligence within combat, a fresh, piercing wound emerged across your stomach, concealed beneath your palm. Blood seeps through your fingertips and coats your apparel in a rich crimson. 

You reflect serenely on your circumstance. You are reluctant, and perhaps humiliated to share your condition, but you consider it as the best approach. Overlooking the wound may result in infection. 

You spoke. 

“Sorry, I– bruised myself.”, you murmured. “Is there a river we could stop by? Jus’ to clean it.”

Genya seems troubled, frowning towards you. His eyes narrow as he evaluates your statement. 

“What? Yeah… we can. There’s a riverbank, just over there.” He countered, diverting their path to a nearby stream.

– 

As you drew near, the gurgle of running water broke the calm of the woodland.

Genya sits upon a smooth, broad stone near to the river's side.

You observe the crystal-like stream. The water rushes slowly across polished boulders, reflecting the moonlight in a vibrant array of colours.

Your fingers curl to your uniform, gradually lifting it upwards. You reveal the slender, freshly carved wound across your abdomen. Blood trickles along your flesh.

Genya averts his vision, appearing bashful and flustered as he observes the delicate skin of your abdomen. Attempting to preserve his composure. 

Eventually, he perceives the long, newly formed injury. He grimaces

“Shit…”, he cursed, his brows furrowing. “How’d you get that?”

You direct your glance to him, flushing faintly in shame. 

“...I sort of slacked. That’s all.”, You declared, attempting to explain yourself.

A brief pause.

“It’s… probably best if I undress.”, you began slowly. “Jus’ to let it clear beneath the stream. D’you mind if I?--”

Genya hesitates, biting his tongue. He senses his complexion reddening at the thought, but he encourages himself to remain composed.

“..yeah… sure… Go ahead," he grumbled quietly. 

Your back to him, you cautiously unclothe, discarding the blood-stained uniform from your body. As you let the fabric fall to the ground, an easing sense of relief pours over you.

 You steadily descend beneath the water, the scrape gradually clearing within the stream. The water envelopes you in its dark grasp. 

Genya glances elsewhere awkwardly, attempting to preserve a stern demeanour. His body stiffens as numerous beads of sweat fall along the surface of his skin. His breath caught in his throat.

“Is… the water cold?”, he asks hestitantly, swallowing dryly. 

You cast a glimpse at him, over your shoulder. “Slightly, but it is bearable.”, you reply quietly. “Almost soothing.”

You contemplate a proposal whilst listening to the night's critters. You remarked once more.

“Maybe you’d… like to join me?”, You inquired, peering intently towards him. 

He blinks, his cheeks developing an ominous red. His fingers twitch faintly. 

“...Are– Are you sure?”, He struggles with his speech. He lingers before swallowing, beginning to undress. He folds his uniform and lays it upon a nearby rock. A crisp breeze glides against his exposed skin.

“There’s a small bottle of disinfectant in the pocket of my uniform.”, you briskly recall. “I had bought it just in case. Could you bring it with you?”  , 

“...Yeah,” He responded gently, stepping over to your clothing and retrieving a miniature glass bottle from the pocket.

He approaches you, seating near the shore of the river. The container is in his hand. He glances at you, somewhat hesitant and shy. 

You peer between the glass and his expression. Your cheeks flushed once more. 

“You… wouldn’t mind…”, you whisper, attempting to gather your sentence. “It’s just– if I do it, i’ll be too gentle with myself, ‘n won’t clear it properly.”

His cheeks heat with your query, and the notion of his hands contacting your flesh... His mind is conflicted, yearning to sustain his calm. 

“Y–Yeah… I can do it…”, He responds, seizing the bottle and unscrewing its lid. 

You situate yourself on the river's ledge, exhibiting your wound. The expanse of water below mirrors the moon's fragile light, creating an atmosphere of tranquilly. 

Your fingers tread and trail through the greenery as you observe the firebugs dancing inelegantly. The flickering insects illuminate the gloom, culminating in a captivating show of lucency and movement. The crickets croak idly. 

Genya's gaze is fixed on the wound, staring to it. He raises up the container and spills a small bit of the transparent liquid over his fingertips. The fluid feels frigid on his skin. 

He slowly draws closer to you, shuddering slightly as a cold runs up his spine.

“..This might sting,"  he announced gently. He lays his hand upon your stomach, meticulously caressing and examining the injury. His touch is assertive, his demeanour attentive.

Exhale a hefty, pained breath through your lips, attempting to attain a sense of serenity.

 Your hand skimmed along his bicep. A pleasant warmth brushes against your fingertips.

He feels your touch to his arm, and he promptly peers to your visage, his expression beaming scarlet. Your proximity ignited a surge of emotions in him.   

He’s swift to shift his focus back to the wound, ignoring the sensation of her grasp upon his body. The warmth of your contact lingered on his flesh. 

“Sorry,” He murmurs, as he pours an additional portion of the disinfectant, carefully cleaning the incision. The fragrance of antiseptic permeates the space, merging with the metallic tinge of blood.

Your fingertips trace easing patterns on his back in a bid to divert your focus.

“...’S alright. Thanks for doin’ this.”, you spoke tenderly. 

He bites into his tongue once more, an almost strangled sound emerges from his lips. He tries to retain his poise, but your fingers sketching soft lines upon his body's surface renders it strenuous. His breathing quickens, his chest rising and sinking, putting out a considerable lot of effort to ignore your touch. 

“...Yeah.”, he replied lowly, his voice almost strained. 

Your fingertips continue to trace the crevices of his muscles, brushing his scars. You feel the coarse texture of his skin beneath your fingertips, your expression compassionate.

Genya shudders as your hands skim the ridges  on his skin. He attempts to breathe steadily, but he can feel his composure sliding with each stroke of your fingers. His face is flushed with a deep scarlet, and his eyes are adhered to your open flesh, willfully avoiding your glance.

 He finishes cleansing the wound, gently puncturing the region surrounding the injury. His expression almost relieved. 

Your thumbs glide to his hair, caressing the dark curls. The delicate strands flow through your fingers, and you can feel the warmth of his temple beneath your touch.

“...’S it lookin’ okay?”, You enquire, your chest heaving. 

Genya's gaze flickers to you momentarily before reverting to the body of water.

“Yeah… it’s lookin’ alright.”, he replied, his tone breathier. He took a deep breath, wiping sweat from his brow.

“You got a bandage then? Don’ wanna ruin your work.”, you continued. Your hands lay idly on your lap. 

He nods, reaching over to his pile of garments. “..Yeah, I’ve got one.”, he says, rummaging through his uniform, before retrieving  an unopened roll of fabric bandages. 

You observe quietly, grateful for his attentive care. His presence exudes an appeasing warmth, his mannerisms unusually delicate.

Your gaze trailing to the crystalline ripples of the stream, savouring the serenity of the sight. The calm murmuring of the river soothes every sense.

Genya returns to you, unravelling the roll of gauze and gently encasing it around the wound. His fingers work carefully, taking care not to overtighten the fabric while still ensuring that it stays in place. His knuckles periodically brush against your skin, and his breathing is slow and deliberate, his heart thundering in his chest. The tension between them is apparent, an unspoken connection humming beneath the surface.

As he laboured, you renewed your focus on the numerous scars that adorned his body. The jagged lines and faded marks stood in sharp contrast to the compassion with which he now cared for your wound, exhibiting an element of tenderness that he rarely exhibited.

“..You’re too rough on yourself, y’know. You’ve got too many scars.”, you remarked, sympathetically. 

He pauses for awhile following your comment, his gaze flickering up to your face. He exhales dryly as he continues to carefully wrap the bandage around the wound, his fingers working slower than before. The vicinity is filled with strained silence, punctuated by the erratic sound of fabric being pulled taut.

"..I'm fine.." is all he can say, his voice subdued and raspy.

You pause, observing him keenly. You grasp his hand and trace the scuffed skin. 

“You promise?”, you persisted. 

His breath jerks, your delicate touch renders it onerous to express himself clearly.

 He swallows dryly and nods slightly, his cheeks flushing as he struggles to regulate his heartbeat, which is striking against his chest. He attempts to gather his words.

“Yeah… yeah, I promise…” He replies, his voice slightly hoarse.

You nod, acknowledging his words. “Okay.”, you whispered, glaring to his flustered expression.

As he concludes wrapping his bandage over your injuries, a sense of serenity emerges. Under the silvery sky, you appreciate the beauty of the present. The subtle rustling of foliage and distant chirping of crickets create an oasis of peace, allowing you to temporarily forget about the discomfort. 

“...Genya?”

His gaze meets yours. He nods subtly, as he listens intently. 

“...I meant what I said. This meant a lot to me.”, you said truthfully.

Genya pauses, his breath caught in his throat. His face rose a deeper shade of red, his entire body trembled and tensed. He briefly looks to you before hurriedly glancing aside and murmuring a response.

“...Y-Yeah..”, he chokes out, before clearing his throat. “...I-I’m glad I could help…”

[settingmyheartablaze]

happy

sanemi x reader

thought I would write a little part two to my previous sanemi fic, as you guys seemed to really like it!!

tag list: @chromateclipse @spellboundead10 @cupcaketeddybehr @jjkamochoso

part one

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With an arm outstretched you silently leaned forward from your bed, your fingers squirming to grasp the crutches that leaned against the wall.

It had been nearly ten days since you’d woken up in the butterfly estate, your body battered and in shambles from your encounter with a demon. You had a broken leg, a deep wound in your shoulder, scratches and bruises from head to toe that were finally starting to fade, and on top of it all a traumatized husband who loomed over your every move demanding bedrest morning, noon, and night.

You adored him for his worry, eternally grateful that he got you everything you asked (and all the things you didn’t even have to ask for). But even with such pampering, you were at the brink of insanity from your cabin fever. All you wanted was to take a saunter around the estate, maybe get some fresh air — and you wanted to do it yourself.

You knew that if you had even opened your mouth to say the word, he’d be there scooping you up and taking you to your favorite spot beneath the blossoming trees. However, you also knew that he was exhausted.

Despite how well Sanemi thought he hid them, you didn’t miss the bags under his eyes growing a more potent violet with each passing day. He spent every minute he had fussing over you. When you begged him to take a break and rest, he outright refused.

I’ll rest when you’re better, he’d say with a finality firmer than death.

Now, it seemed he’d been called away to discuss some reconstruction on the estate (or what was left of it), and he’d assured you he’d be back in no more than an hour. Considering it had taken you at least thirty minutes to even sit upright to the edge of the bed, you were running short on time. You knew he’d be furious to see you trying to stand without aid, or even trying to stand at all, but you needed to try for his sake and yours.

You could practically see the guilt coiling around his neck like a viper, ashamed that he was late to find you that night. You had reassured him until you were blue in the face that he was your hero and did everything he could, but you could see his heart was broken that it happened in the first place. In the fleeting moments that you caught him asleep, it lasted no more than a minute before he jolted awake in alarm, likely reliving the night each time the moon appeared. You’d do anything to see him start to heal from it all, which meant you needed to get back to normal as soon as possible.

Therefore, step one of your plan was reaching those damn crutches.

After another failed attempt, you gripped the edge of the bed with a deep breath, steadying yourself for one more lunge. You leaned again, stretching as far as you could and to your elation, you were just a centimeter from it —

Right as you went for the handle, it was swiped away faster than you could blink. Its unexpected absence nearly made you topple off the bed with a yelp, but not before a strong arm snaked around your waist to catch you.

You didn’t even look up from the floor, your hair fanning around your face in defeat and shielding your sight from the less than pleased husband that held you.

“Funny, I don’t remember you having somewhere to be,” Sanemi said dryly. After placing you down gently back on the bed, he walked the crutches across the room and you reached out in defeat at the now six foot chasm between you and your freedom.

He turned to you with his arms crossed over his chest, and you could see him trying his hardest to look upset with you. Despite the scowl on his face, the gentle tone of his voice gave away his immovable soft spot. “You know you can’t be up and walking by yourself.”

“Says who?” You said stiffly, picking at the threads of your blanket.

“Your broken leg.” He walked over to crouch in front of you with a sigh, taking your hand in his to press a kiss to your knuckles. “We’re only being strict so you’ll get better soon.”

“Weren’t you supposed to be out for an hour anyway,” you grumbled in defeat.

Sanemi scoffed.

“You’re not as slick as you think.” He pinched your nose, and you scrunched up with a smile as his head gestured towards the crutches. “I saw you staring those down before I even left the room.”

“But the sooner I try, the sooner I get better, right?” Your voice was soft, hopeful. After all, you hadn’t exactly been made any promises of a full recovery, and you knew the possibility lingered over the both of you like a storm.

Sanemi did well to mask his apprehension around you, giving nothing but soft whispers of assurance that he didn’t have a doubt in his mind (you knew he was full of it).

Before he could reply, a light voice interrupted in a wry tone.

“In theory, yes. However, I have a sneaky suspicion that if you tried now, you’d overdo it and make yourself worse.” Shinobu glided over, now standing beside Sanemi to aid in his scolding.

You slumped, your cheeks puffing in discontempt as you mumbled in reply. “Some would call it motivated.”

“I take it we had another jailbreak attempt?” Shinobu turned, addressing your husband who gave a nod of dissaproval.

“Maybe I’d have been successful if someone hadn’t snatched it up,” You quipped.

“Or maybe you’d have fallen right on your ass.” Sanemi’s reply was dry, his familiar attitude rearing its head. Much to his distress, you had one just as foul when you were stubborn.

“Guess we’ll have to find out!” Your arms crossed over your chest impudently.

“Or, how about a compromise?” Shinobu cut off the bickering between the two of you with her question, and you turned to look at her as she continued. “I presume your preparations are finished, Shinazugawa?”

He nodded in reply, and your head cocked in confusion. You looked at your husband with a press on your brows. “Preparations? What does she mean?”

Shinobu turned to the entryway where Naho, Kiyo, and Sumo stood excitedly watching. At her cue, the three girls took off giggling down the hallway.

Sanemi interjected, his words teasing, but failing to hide the warmth they held. “If you had just waited one hour for me to come back, maybe you’d have been more excited to hear you’re going home today.”

Your mouth hung open in disbelief as your eyes swelled. You gripped his hand tightly. “You mean it?”

He nodded again with a soft smile, and your upper lip began to quiver.

“That’s if you promise to adhere to our conditions.” Shinobu said firmly.

You nodded fiercely in reply. “Anything!”

“I’ll need to see you three times a week minimum, to make sure you’re still on track, and after I decide you’ve settled enough, we’ll begin your rehabilitation. It will be a slow process, but it’s important you don’t overdo it — it’ll only further delay your progress.”

You drank in her words, eagerly replying. “I understand.”

“You’ll also need to be very diligent about your medicine and taking them on time — even the one you despise.”

A grimace soured your expression, the ghost of its flavor still haunting your tongue. “I can agree to that.”

“Lastly, no more attempts at walking. If I hear of so much as a single step being taken outside of your rehab, you’ll find yourself right back in this bed. Am I clear?” She asked.

You picked at your nails meekly in submission. “I suppose, but how will I be able to get around?”

As if on cue, the returning giggles and shouts of the butterfly girls could be heard rounding the corner, and sure enough Sumi and Naho barreled round the corner pushing a wheelchair where Kiyo sat laughing away.

“Ta-da!” They all squealed in unison.

Your eyes widened in surprise. “This is for me?”

Shinobu gave a satisfied mhm-hm. “Made just to order, by your own husband in fact.”

You turned to him, tears beginning to well in your eyes. “Since when could you build woodworks?”

“Since you needed me to.” His hand slid up your calf gently, a habit he’d developed of soothing you when your emotions got the better of you.

You were tempted to break the rules before even leaving your hospital bed if it meant you could leap into his arms.

“Sanemi…” You sniffed, squeezing his hand tightly.

“Why don’t we get you dressed, angel? It’s time to go home.”

You could hardly contain your excitement as Sanemi pushed your chair along the path towards your estate, your mind abuzz with the mere thought of being back inn the comforts of home. You knew the path you two travelled like the back of your hand. It would be seconds before you rounded the corner to the entrance of the estate.

You knew it would likely be different in the wake of its — alterations, but even a single plank of what remained would be enough — it was still home, and you had the only thing in it that mattered carting you down the road.

You were curious to see what would be left, and then a thought occurred to you. You turned your head back to peek up at your husband with a teasing grin on your face.

“You’re quite the little liar, you know. I really believed you when you said you were going to work on rennovations.”

“I prefer thinking of it as surprising, rather than lying to my wife. And it wasn’t a total lie, I have been overseeing some work on the damages.”

“Overseeing?”

You were too distracted now by your husbands words to realize you’d passed through the gate, and it was the elated holler of a familiar warm voice that snapped your head over to its direction.

“She’s home! Y/N is home!” Genya’s glee was heard all the way up from his place on the roof where he seemed to be in the middle of hammering away at some shingles. As he scrambled down the ladder beside him, four more familiar face poked out of the front doors.

“Mrs. Shinazugawa!” Tanjiro greeted you with a wide smile, bounding towards you with Zenitsu, Inosuke and Nezuko in tow.

Now the five young ones were practically charging for you, and Genya had made quick work of sprinting to the front of the pack. As he reached his arms out to tackle you into a hug, he was abruptly stopped by Sanemi’s rough arm forming a formidable barrier in front of you. Genya looked as if the wind had been knocked right out of him and everyone gasped in shock at Sanemi’s instantaneous reaction.

“No roughhousing her,” He warned with a low growl.

Genya tried to cavalierly straighten himself out, but there was no hiding the scarlet that overtook his face in embarrassment. He bowed sharply. “Of course, sorry Aniki!”

“Oh hush, Sanemi. I’m not made of glass.” You held you arms out for Genya with a smile as Sanemi mumbled that you may as well be as far as he was concerned.

Genya hugged you gently, and you could feel the slight tremble in his arms. “I’m so glad you’re home, I was so worried…” He said softly.”

“Well I wasn’t worried one bit — not with such strong, fine slayers looking after me.” You reached a hand up to stroke his cheek, something deep and maternal thrumming inside you. You couldn’t imagine how frightened he’d been hearing the crow’s call of distress — he was only still a boy, and it made you sick to think that for a brief moment, he was afraid he’d lose his family twice.

Phase two of getting both of my boys back in shape — cheer them up.

“Well, now I’m certainly going to need a tour of all your hard work. It looks incredible!”

Genya nodded excitedly, asking his brother if he could take over steering to show you around. Sanemi agreed, claiming he was going to go to the market for the ingredients needed for dinner. With a kiss to your crown and a warning to everyone around you that if a hair on your head was harmed they’d be buried under the house, he was off.

Genya took you through each wing of the estate, the rest of his friends proudly trailing along and presenting each room with showmanship. You gave no less enthusiasm than each room before the last, cheering and clapping with amazed coos. It really did look amazing, and you had no idea when or where they learned to be little architects so quickly.

“I lived in a small cottage in the mountains, so I did a lot of the repairs for the family with the village being too far in the snow,” Tanjiro said warmly in explanation.

You’d all made your way to the kitchen, and it seemed in the time that passed Sanemi had already returned and was setting out all the necessary ingredients. Your eyes widened in shock.

“Do my eyes deceive me, or is my husband about to cook?”

It wasn’t because your husband wasn’t willing — he’d do anything you would ask of him and more. But after the three fires that had to be put out when we went near a pot, you quickly realized why he was better off with a sword. Not that you minded one bit, you were more than happy to do all the cooking and tending to the estate.

It seemed Sanemi knew the outlandish nature of your question as well, and he scoffed.

“Not quite, I’m just the delivery runner.” He haphazardly waved, giving the most respectful addressing to Tanjiro you’d seen so far. “Got what you asked for, brat.”

You turned to Tanjiro in surprise, fighting the tears watering up in your eyes. “You’re going to cook for me?”

He laughed with a blush tinting his cheeks. “We all are! Shinazugawa-san said pork katsu is your favorite!” The other gigged in agreement, scurrying around to the kitchen and listening to Tanjiro delegate their chores (most of them, at least — Inosuke was already stoking the fire too high as Zenitsu shrieked at him).

“You’re going to burn it all down before we even finish!” He hollered, smacking Inosuke upside the ahead. Nezuko stood beside her brother and Genya, happily humming and handing them vegetables to chop.

The sight of at all made your chest tight — it wasn’t often you got to see kids being kids, and you couldn’t recall if you ever got to see such a view in the estate. It seemed the incident had brought Sanemi and Genya closer, as they’d been miraculously improving about their interactions. You really couldn’t even believe they were there at the same time, let alone for extended periods and Genya bringing his friends. Even with the way your husband barked and fussed at them to hold their knives properly and watch the flames, you didn’t miss the affection in his demands. He’d never admit it, but you knew how happy it made him to see his little brother happy and at home, safe.

Despite the horrors of what happened, you wouldn’t trade it for anything if it gave you this moment.

The smile on your face must have been bright, as your husband came over and knelt in front of you with a matching one — softer, but unmistakable. “Are you happy?” He asked softly.

You were broken, bruised, and might never walk again. But none of that seemed to matter right now. Not when the lights were on, the air was warm and thick with a delicious meal, and the room was filled with laughter.

You nodded, bringing your hands up to cup his face and press a gentle kiss to his lips. “I don’t know if I’ve ever been happier.”