#muichiro fic

[brightymir]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 || 𝐭. 𝐦𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨

》 contains: description of demon slaying, post-swordsmith village arc, minor spoilers for hashira training arc

》 genre: comfort, fluff

》 wc: ±1k

》 muichiro tokito x gn!demon slayer!reader

》 a/n: hello! please enjoy this muichiro work as season 4 comes to an end. i honestly cannot wait for the next season i am literally on the edge of my seat! thank you for 1.2k and thank you everyone for your love and support and pls keep safe, healthy, and obssessing on mui! ♡

》 synopsis: the mist finally cleared and all his questions were answered. he knew that the best is yet to come, especially with you. 

you huffed and panted as you quickly made your way around the headquarters, having just returned from your own mission in the east. your footsteps were light and quick, as you were clearly in a hurry. the sword hung on your waist jingled with a light clanging sound along with your movements and bounce.

upon arriving at the butterfly estate, aoi was already at the front, expecting your arrival. she gave you a light smile and approached you, her blue eyes studying you and your body to check for injuries.

"aoi! oh thank heavens you're here, whe-" she cut you off before you can even continue any further.

"you have a cut here, on your left thigh. you're clearly bleeding, y/n! your uniform is even soaked from the blood." she scolded you and frowned, turning away and crossing her arms.

you chuckled and pat her head, making her turn to you again. "aoi, it's not fatal. it's merely a scratch from the demon i fought. there's not even poison or demon art in it!" you reasoned to calm her down. she stared at you for a few more seconds before sighing and continued hanging linens.

"he's in the infirmary, in the second room. he just finished his lunch, he's probably asleep." she said and gave you a wide smile, winking at you knowingly.

wasting no more than a second, you quickly and swiftly made your way through the halls of the butterfly estate. it was fairly empty at this time, unlike during the natagumo mountain mission wherein there were a lot of slayers who had received treatment.

you passed by the first door and heard the quiet slither of a serpent. you smiled to yourself and assumed that it was kanroji who was in the room, accompanied by iguro. you decided to check on her later to save yourself from the irritation of the male hashira.

stopping at the closed door, you took a deep breath and steeled yourself. you have heard from shinobu that muichiro has regained his memories and is lively as ever. though he did receive a handful of injuries from the upper moon alongside poisoning, he was nearing full recovery.

three knocks resounded throughout the room, and muichiro's eyes flew to the door. his eyes sparkled as he had a gut feeling who was behind the door. he sat up straight and brushed his hair away from his face.

"come in." he said which made your eyes widen and made your jaw fall from surprise. even his voice had changed, it was lighter and sounded more carefree now. you slid the door open and your eyes fell to his figure.

he was sitting upright with his back pressed against the headboard. his upper body was bare since a few bandages were wrapped around his torso and chest. you can see faint marks of needles on his face and neck, but it was not alarming and instead, were slowly fading with time.

half of his hair was tied back and the other half cascaded down his back. his hands were more calloused than the last time you saw him and... and...

his eyes were bright and shining, no longer dull and void. rather, it was full of glee and hope, of love and joy, of relief and peace.

his right hand reached out to you and your feet began to walk towards him, taking his hand and giving it a light squeeze before you sat by his side.

the last thing you would've expected to see on him is a genuine smile, but there it was. a sweet, warm, and beautiful smile plastered on his lips as his eyes crinkled to reflect the true happiness he felt at that moment.

tears welled at your eyes as you fought them back. muichiro noticed and sat up even straighter, leaning forward to pull you in a hug. a tight and reassuring one, full of tenderness and explosive emotions.

"mui... you're back, you're safe and... and you defeated an upper moon by yourself, and.. and you're back, you're you again, mui." you whispered softly to him which made him chuckle. his hands comfortingly ran up and down your back as you felt him smile against your shoulder.

he pulled back to ruffle your hair, making a mess out of it. "you're such a massive cry baby." he playfully mocked you and laughed heartily, the sound was like music to your ears. you scoffed and poked his chest playfully.

"now i don't know which one's harder to deal with. the sullen you or the teasing you." you huffed and turned away from him.

his hand found its way to yours and he interlocked your fingers. your eyes kept gazing into his teal, bright ones. you cannot get enough of how majestic and breathtaking he looks all the time. he's especially gorgeous now that the mist has cleared.

"y/n, the fog has lifted now. everything's crystal clear, i'm not living in a blur anymore, i'm not chasing my memories. i can now see things the way they are. and you're here, with me. and with you, i know where i'm meant to go." he spoke, his voice laced with sincerity and overflowing with dedication. your smile only widened as tears came to your eyes even more, those words meant the world to you.

"i'm always here, mui. always, for you. 'm not going anywhere. we'll always be together, and everything's much more different now, but somehow, still the same." you replied before planting a kiss on his forehead, hearing him sigh in contentment.

a few moments passed when he sat up and his gaze flew to your body. he huffed and poked your sides, squinting at you and raising a brow.

"you should get your wound treated, your blood is staining the floor."

the moon was high in the sky and you smiled in relief and happiness as you heard the sounds of his soft breathing quietly bounce off the walls of the room. you held onto his hand, a promise to never let go.

/ / /

the trees behind your villa swayed with the wind, making you snap your head towards your back garden. you cleared your throat to gain the attention of the slayers who were engrossed in your durability training.

"let's take a break for an hour, i've prepared some food and refreshments at the kitchen, please help yourselves!" they all collectively let out a sigh of relief and gratitude.

the slayers have just finished muichiro's training and by the drained and almost dead-like state they were in as they arrived at your estate, you had a slight idea of how strict and uptight muichiro was with their training.

you made your way to your back garden and saw muichiro sitting on the swing, enjoying the afternoon breeze. his head turned to look at you and the sun illuminated his face, making him look more dignified and warm in this angle.

you sauntered over to him and sat next to him, staring at your reflection at the pond. like a reflex, his hand found yours and he interlocked your fingers together.

you gave him a slight nudge on his side. "you only came here for tanjiro, didn't you? he finished my training days ago, he must be with gyomei-san now." you feigned upset and disappointment, making a smile appear on his face.

"i know that, tanjiro is an amazing boy. i came here specifically for you, of course. i'm just really fond of tanjiro, but you're my favorite." he remarked and pinched your cheeks, making you laugh.

you sat in comfortable silence for a few more seconds before he stood up and tugged on your hand. "hey, should we get away for a while? let's go to the east town and try out the food there." he said and pulled you even harder, making you stand up.

you chuckled and swayed your hands. "can't, mui. our training resumes in an hour." you replied which made him huff. he let go of your hand and walked past you into your estate, muttering something along the lines of "stupid training."

as he set foot in your kitchen, the slayers felt the blood drain from their face. are they in a nightmare? they just finished tokito's training. why is he here? what does he want? some of them almost dropped your porcelain bowls and plates from shock and fright.

you caught up to him and stared in surprise as he spoke in his sullen, dry voice.

"hey you incompetent weaklings, train on your own for the night. work until you bleed and your knees give out. if y/n is disappointed by your performance tomorrow, i'll send you back to my estate."

he turned away and you weren't even able to get a word in when you felt yourself being pulled away from your villa. you can only shake your head as you see him return to his usual demeanor. this guy surely has his favorites.

hand in hand, you both went to different shops and restaurants. enjoying the rest of the day with glee and love, basking in the relief and hope that the future brings.

in the light of the moon, his beauty mesmerizes you and captures the entirety of your being. his laughter makes your heart skip a beat, and the light in his eyes shines brighter than any street lamp. his hand feels warm and safe as it tightly held yours, and his carefree attitude makes you feel at home.

under the warm glow of the moon, you look perfect clad in your uniform, your glamour and presence enough to draw the attention of passersby. muichiro did not like it, the feeling that others could possibly look at you the way he does. but all his worries wash away when he feels your arms around him, when your intoxicating scent invade his nostrils. he know's he's at peace when he sees your smile. he knows tomorrow will be as bright with you in his life.

the fog has lifted, no more haze, just clarity.

all at once, everything looks different. now that he sees you.

© 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐘𝐌𝐈𝐑 2023 - all rights reserved. please do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or share my work on other platforms without permission. thank you.

[that-one-p00k1e]

─────〃★ eye candy ೃ⁀➷˚ ♡ ⋆｡˚

You were tending to his injuries, but it seems that his body was tempting to admire... | Muichiro Tokito x gn!reader

c/w: fluff, reader is as young as Muichiro dw

Back home from graduation, tired asf

“How did you get all bruised up like this!?” Muichiro let out a chuckle at the sight of your worried face as you scolded him.

“It was only a spar with the Serpent and Wind Pillar, nothing much.”

“They ganged up on you!!??” Your voice grew louder in disbelief, making the young Pillar wince ever so slightly.

“Come on, it's not like that. That means they didn't underestimate me, no?”

“And look at what that got you into! I know you're strong, but they could've and should've held back a little. If it's a friendly spar, then why aren't the results friendly??”

Your brows tugged in annoyance as you looked down at his body. Here you were, carefully tending to the bruises on his arms and torso. After compressing said bruises with a warm damp cloth, you poured a necessary amount of oil and massaged them gently. Meanwhile the young Pillar could only smile in amusement at your devastation, secretly touched by how concerned you were over a ‘few’ bruises.

“I don't get what's the big deal about it. I've dealt with worse injuries, y'know.”

“That's because you were dealing with a demon, it couldn't be helped. But this was very much likely avoidable had those two reckless bastards put their minds to it.”

“There, there. No need to get so worked up over it.”

You let out a huff at his words, still begrudgingly tending to his purple-tinted spots. Without realizing, your eyes traced along his body. Sometimes you forget he trains, and that he was no ordinary 14 year-old; it was baffling how someone this young could be so well built. Your hands kept their work on autopilot, but your gaze was observing; taking in the contours of his muscles, the curves of his biceps, and the well-highlighted abs. Noticing your stare, Muichiro smirked.

“Liking the view?” he questioned teasingly as his voice lowered.

“W-What!?” you blinked yourself conscious as you felt your heart taking a leap and blood rushing to your face.

“Wanna touch them?” he pushed further as a smug grin tugged at his lips.

“S-Shut up!!” In reflex, you smacked him by the arm with your face all red.

“Ow!”

“That's what you get for sputtering nonsense.”

“You do like it though, don't you?” The smirk remained on his face.

You abruptly got up to your feet, turning on your heel and walking away wordlessly.

“Huh? Where are you going? Wait for me! Didn't you promise to play paper planes with me?” With that, Muichiro quickly got up and began following you.

[valartsstuff]

Oh, no! Another Hashira Yuchiro fic! >:)

When Muichiro dresses up as Yuichiro

Idea inspired by @emiken-070907 lil reblog💓

[tbaluver]

What Video Game/ Genre The Hashira's Play- Demon Slayer

a/n: just a silly idea bc my head is filled with gaming brainrot esp dress to impress

any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy! <3

genre: silly

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Giyu:

He's honestly a chill gamer and mostly just there to have fun and make friends. But never really chats with anybody unless someone talks to him first.

He duo's with Sabito a lot on games. Whatever games Sabito recommends to play, he'll play it. Sabito mostly carries him in FPS ( first person shooter ) games.

One time Sanemi and Obanai were on the enemy team and they won. He would be confused on why they would curse him out every time in the chat saying he was to 'easy' or that he sucks.

Sanemi:

Plays a lot of video games especially during his childhood. He would share his DS or Gameboy with Genya a lot during their childhood.

Mainly plays FPS games or any combat games. Literally anything competitive.

Mostly duo with Obanai in FPS games. He would curse Giyu out with Obanai anytime they would be on the opposing team.

Tries to play with Genya and he tries his best to not rage but eventually he does either at the game or at Genya. Ironically tells Genya not to play games like that anymore because people in the lobby can be toxic.

Would get in trouble a lot from yelling so much at the game at night.

Obanai:

Has played Overcooked with Mitsuri many times. He does not yell at her at all and is super patient when they do not get any stars on the hard levels. They would plan strategies together on how to defeat a level.

Sometimes plays FPS games but only when Sanemi asks him to get on. Will type mean things in chat with Sanemi whenever he sees Giyu on the opposite team.

Misturi:

Has so much fun playing overcooked with Obanai and they are so close to finishing the game. Would make comments about how if she were to drop food in her restaurant she would not serve it to her customers or how she would love to make a recipe like that in real life.

She would play cooking games like Cooking Mama or Good Pizza, Great Pizza. Would literally give a generous amount of toppings on Good Pizza, Great Pizza and would already have 5 stars in her restaurant.

Plays other games like Episode or The Sims or Just Dance. Would have the cutest family in the coziest home that she made on The Sims. She would also be really good on Just Dance.

She would also play Otome games because men irl suck and Obanai won't confess to her yet.

Tengen:

He would be really good in Osu! or any rhythm game. Has also played Fortnite Festival and has the top score in all his friends lists.

Duo with Rengoku often in FPS games. He would also have a big ego when playing any competitive match. "I'm a god in this game"

Rengoku:

Plays a couple FPS games and duos with Tengen.

Plays with his little brother and helps carry him in any game he needs. Usually just loves to spend time with his little brother and plays whatever game he wants.

Played with Sanemi and Obanai a couple times. Sanemi would yell in the mic and have his ears ringing so Rengoku wouldn't notice how loud he actually talks on the mic until Sanemi yells at him.

Shinobu:

Not the biggest fan of playing video games on her free time.

I don't know why but I think she could have fun playing horror games or likes playing chill games like Stardew Valley.

She tried to play an FPS game and played the role as a healer and never picked up the game ever again.

Muichiro:

Would have a hand me down of a DS or gameboy and have loved video games every since.

Have played a lot of video games and plays a lot of games that are trending.

Right now he plays a lot of Minecraft and Roblox.

Teaches the Kamaboko Squad on how to play. They would have a realm and try to beat the enderdragon together.

Gyomei:

He's blind but I feel like the kids would include him in an game they play. I feel like he would like playing story games where choices matter. He would carefully pick the choices and actions so he can save all the characters.

[wvoonie]

۫ ꣑ৎ   SWEET DREAMS  — MUICHIRO X READER

— Ah, after a long day of hard work, it was finally time for a nap.

Requested by : no one !

Genre : fluffy (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Trigger warnings : None !

Word count : 260 words

N/A : Happy b-day to the lovely mist Hashira ! (And to his silly brother Yui) ‼️ I love them so much you 🫵 can't imagine !!! I'm kissing Mui rn btw (if you see any grammatical mistakes that's your imagination trust)

𝜗𝜚

he does loves to lay his head on your lap — he'd close his beautiful light blue eyes, his lashes would kiss his soft skin, and small, almost inaudible snores would leave his mouth.

୨ৎ

The poor boy didn't have much time to rest, so he would lay down any time he could. Sometimes in the evenings before he went off to train with the wind pillar and the serpent pillar, he'd take a small nap, and oh did he love sleeping with you by his side.

It was evening now, the sky was slowly turning into a gorgeous mix of pink, orange and blue.

Muichiro slowly slid open the Shoji door and quietly stepped into the room, he was visibly exhausted but he wasn't one to complain outloud.

"ah, there you are..." 

His expression softened into a slight smile as he stumbled over to you, now he was standing in front of you, seeming to be analyzing your expression. After a few seconds of quietly gazing at your face, he plopped down his head on your lap, closing his eyes and drifting off to a sweet sleep. He truly looked angelical in his sleep. You found yourself smiling while gently brushing the boy's silky, black strands with your hand. Your heart was palpitating loudly against your chest — thump, thump — did he hear? You wondered — this was all too bizarre, all too dream-like.

But he only snores softly, the corners of his lips curling upwards forming a soft smile.

You were enjoying this a lot, maybe a little more than you should.

Written by @ love-stvrs   𖹭️️   do not repost without permission   𖹭️️   reblogs = motivation & more of these ! 

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[livelaughlovekny]

You apply ointment on his hands

Notes: Original AU, Gender neutral reader , 2nd person POV,

Summary: Before the war, the both of you fall into a routine where you apply ointment on his hands.

a/n: oh dang its been a while guys. this is really short btw !!

  He was most definitely indulging you. Which demon slayer has not had their fair share of blisters and skin rubbed raw from training? As Hashiras, it is absolutely not a surprise that you have all gotten to used to the pain. In fact, your hands were probably roughed up and used to it. Only idiots who had too much free time would even attempt to heal the wounds on their hands. Muichirou was, without a doubt, not of one them. Yet, he never objects when you would unscrew the cap of a small bottle of ointment and gesture for him to hold out his hands after a long day of training.

  Maybe it came as a surprise to you the first time he obliged without any hesitation, but really, deep in both of your hearts, you both knew that this was just the calm before the storm – every act of affection that could be shown is a luxury. He never expresses his longing and love outright, though he has been more open ever since he came back from the blacksmiths, but neither did you. Perhaps it was because saying those three little words aloud would be your breaking points, the one thing that could prevent the both of you from joining the war. It’s really unfair but at least you are the given the chance to have these little peaceful moments where the only thing that mattered was him and you.

  With one hand gently holding one of his, you dig lightly into the oil with your other. Gently running your finger across the rough surface of his calloused hands, you hum a little. You trace the lines on his palm and draw little circles on it, noting for the nth time how he’s not ticklish at all.

  Muichirou watched you intently, his focus on you and only you. He watched as you determinedly but gently apply the ointment onto his hands, the way your brows furrowed ever so slightly, as if the rough edges of his palm frustrated you. He thinks that it does. He can guess why but doesn’t allow himself to think too deeply into it. After all, you too had the same rough edges and blisters on your palms but you didn’t seem to care about that. He notes with mild irritation at himself for not offering to care for your hands too. It’s unfortunate, but he realises that he’s too embarrassed to do the same. One day, he promises to himself as he continues watching you.

  His left palm glistens a little from the oil but it’s a while before you switch to his other hand. Repeating the same procedure, you slowly apply the oil onto his right palm. Despite knowing how he was un-ticklish and numbed to small pains such as these, you still took great care in rubbing the ointment into his palm. You enjoyed this feeling. This feeling you get when you are able to care for him. It’s a warm and fulfilling one. When you are done, you slowly let go of his hand, seemingly reluctant to do so. To your surprise, Muichirou grabs and entwines your fingers together. A new kind of silence falls over you two.

  The both of you stay in the state for a while. The oily sensation from the ointment on his hands wasn’t pleasant but neither of you minded. Holding his hand, you could feel how calloused his hands were and briefly wondered, if maybe, somehow, in another world, he would have the smoothest and prettiest hands you had ever seen. Hands that proved that he had never had to suffer through the ordeals he did in this one. In that moment, you wondered how much you would like to see him with smooth hands and if that was why you had even bothered to start this routine.

a/n: so it turns out i can still write, albeit terribly, when I'm avoiding work !!

[ticklygiggles]

Lovelynim's tickletober Day 8: Exposed body part

Tokito Muichirou & Kamado Tanjirou

A/N: I'm not gonna say I cried while looking for pictures for the banner 🥹 a-anyways, big thanks to anon for sponsoring day 8 fic, although it's late fkdnncnf I hope you enjoy it regardless.

"S-Stohohop! Tihihickling is unfahahair!"

Tanjirou couldn't help but smile warmly at the little pillar underneath him. They had been having a practice fight that soon turned into a game when Tanjirou accidentally pulled on Muichirou's clothes, making a hole in the front of his torso?! He had apologized profusely, but Muichirou thought it was the funniest thing that had ever happened and made it his mission to return the favor to Tanjirou, however, he had many tricks up his sleeve that came with the package of having a lot of younger siblings.

When Muichirou slipped, Tanjirou took the opportunity to throw him to the ground and attack his exposed stomach with tickles. The pillar barely had time to say anything before laughter escaped his mouth. He couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried and Tanjirou found it incredibly adorable and funny how Muichirou's cheeks puffed out as he tried to hold his giggles, but all it took was a simple vibration of his fingers in the center of his stomach to make him throw his head back in uncontrollable laughter.

"It is also unfair to try to rip my clothes!" Tanjirou giggled out, pinning one of Muichirou's arms above his head.

"You dihihid it fihihihirst! Nohohot thehehere!"

Well, he wasn't wrong... but it was an accident! An a-cci-dent! Regardless, this was probably just a little excuse for Tanjirou to actually tickle Muichirou and enjoy his smiling face.

"Well, maybe I'll stop if you promise-"

"I will tihihihickle you bahahahack!"

"Okay, I'm not stopping then~"

"Tahahahanjirou!"

[yoyomomiko]

HALLOWEEN WRITING LIST!

This is how the list looks like for now!! I hope I can get to finish writing all of these...

-> m.list

★DEMON SLAYER

1. Tomioka x Vampire!reader

-> "More!"

2. Witch!Shinobu x reader

-> "You're not leaving."

3. Siren!Mitsuri x reader

4. Incubus!Obanai x reader

6. Werewolf!Sanemi x reader

7. Muichiro x Ghost!reader

-> "Isn't it beautiful?"

★SOUTH PARK

1. Imp!Tweek x reader

2. Craig x Cat!reader

3. Ghost!Stan x reader

4. Zombie!Kyle x reader

★HUNTER X HUNTER

1. Cat!Killua x reader

2. Vampire!Feitan x reader

-> BITE INTO ME

★yoyomiko ★miko

[komoboko]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞; 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

A small event following the discovery of a contagious blood demon art that changes somebody’s age and it’s infected all the pillars turning them back into children... and now these children look up to you and the kamaboko squad for guidance ー heavily inspired by @ghostbite0 pintsized pillars au please please please check out their art i beg

prologue entry 1: character introductions and general hcs

starring: the kamaboko squad, the pillars + aoi kanzaki, senjuro rengoku, reader?? Idk they don’t rlly do much tbh..

The chance of blood demon art being contagious is unlikely, but not impossible. Maybe after this you’ll realize that if something isn’t impossible, always be cautious because it is. News spreads like wildfire around the corps about a new blood demon art, figured out to be contagious. The effects having something to do with age, making people become much younger than they currently are now. Worse of all the prime suspect of who brought it back is one of the pillars themselves. Everybody is ushered and reccommended to stay inside for now, until they figure out what’s going on. People can only point fingers at who they believe it is, but it doesn’t very long for them to find out.

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA or now known as “virus spreader” is the first person to suffer from the effects of the blood demon art, and the one who brought it back. He denies it of course but there isn’t much hiding left he can do. Once he’s dismissed from the hashira meeting he goes to train to blow off steam like usual, it’s only then where he feels dizzy as his eyes begins to close. It’s then when the blood demon art sets in place turning the stubborn wind hashira back into a 7 year old boy. To add more onto this disaster, the first person to find him in this state is his younger brother, GENYA SHINZUGAWA Who only saw him when passing the training grounds. Screaming seeing a very young child hold a nichin blade that was much too sharp to be safe, and that this ‘child’ just happened to be his older brother.

It takes awhile for Genya to make it back to master Ubuyashiki to show him what happened to his younger brother. Having to endure chasing him around and him trying to pull out his hair while carrying him back. It was far too late to want him, as now both OBANAI IGURO and GIYU TOMIOKA have both fallen for the infection at the exact same time. Genya only freezes unsure of what to do seeing two 7 year old boys either sleeping or laying soundly in the middle of the courtyard. Especially since once is coiled up between kaburamaru who is not a fan of people most of the time. Thankfully, Genya doesn’t have to deal with three miniature pillars alone as TANJIRO KAMADO seem to come catch up with him after hearing his distress. As he picks up obanai while giyu lingers around his leg. Tanjiro realizes they won’t have much time left until there’s more children hanging around the corps with access to many weapons they do not need their hands on.

The other hashira seem to last longer when it came to the blood demon art effects, or it only lingered on them later on compared to the first three. They’re able to make it to the butterfly mansion in time where KANAO KOCHO who was waiting for them is able to bring them over to her older sister. SHINOBU KOCHO who was already busy inside was aware of this infection before the other three were, as when they find her they see her with a much smaller TENGEN UZUI who has already turned into a 10 year old boy. The insect pillar seeing the other three small children coming into her room is surprised at how fast this infection is taking place tries to quickly think of something to slow it down. Right when they believed they had something kochi is no longer seen, Genya nearly had to bend down to see shinobu has turned back into a 5 year old little girl. Well the butterfly mansion won’t be any help for answers anymore.

Both Genya, Kanao, and Tanjiro are thankful that the sound hashira has turned to an age where he can actually corporate. He’s able to hold onto shinobu while the three young slayers have to take account on who has turned, how their like, and who they need to find next.

UZUI, the oldest so far knows atleast how to take care of responsibilities, but is not a good influence to anyone at all. Always using the “cool kid” excuse to convince somebody to join him ind ping something they definitely shouldn’t be doing. Sanemi falls for it as they already caught him standing in top of a desk to try and jump off and onto Genya’s hair. Uzui says it wasn’t him but you can’t say you believe him when both giyu and shinobu point towards him when you ask.

SANEMI is a wild kid sometimes, he’s still got alot of that aggressive energy from his actual self that has transferred into his much smaller self. Other times he unusually touchy, especially for him. He’ll drag somebody over unusually obanai, sometimes even giyu to just play games with him. Sometimes he likes to bother people in the occasion but it’s normally a phase. Though he is still scared oof Genya in some way, if he’s doing something he isn’t suppose to do and Genya yells at him he’ll stop immediately. He’d never admit this though, ever.

GIYU is very very calm. He doesn’t change much compared to him when he’s older. He’s just more open to hang around the others as he doesn’t mind playing any games. He prefers to stay with somebody, he doesn’t mind being by somebody like shinobu and just staying around her or he’s around tanjiro. He likes to sleep with a lot. Speaking of sleep Giyu is always doesn’t mind taking a nap, he prefers it actually. He just likes to lay down and take a break sometimes. If he is ever being held there’s a good chance he’ll just fall asleep right then and there.

OBANAI is very much a touch starved child. He enjoys being hugged or held by some of the pillars or the ‘older’ kids. He’s very quiet most of the time he’ll talk on the occasion with the kids but is usually quiet most of the time. Obanai is also another sleepy kid, jusf like giyu they both like to sleep. Sometimes they nap together if they feel like it. Kaburamaru still tries to follow him, sometimes you see him just trailing around obanai if he sees him. He did try to coil around obanai like he usually does but if did not work right at all.

SHINOBU is a very good kid, she normally just like staying around in the butterfly mansion. Other times she just enjoys falling Kanao around when she’s doing anything. Even as a small child she still likes preforming her “doctor” role even if she can’t actually preform it. AOI lets her mess around and give her fake doctor check up with some of the real equipment she has around. Though she can only do it in certain rooms with atleast two people inside, one time aoi wasn’t looking and shinobu somehow found a syringe. She nearly got poked in the arm by it if she didn’t look back up.

While the three teenagers try to figure out what to do with their pillar problem, it seems like they have to add another one of the crew. Instead of searching for KYOJURO RENGOKU rengoku comes to them instead, tanjiro if the first to turn around when hearing the pitter patter of footsteps and the loud sniffling coming from around the corner. To his surprise SENJURO RENGOKU is the cause of the noise, holding a much smaller rengoku is his arms. He shuffles over to where tanjiro, Kanao, and Genya are rambling on and telling them how he turned around and ‘poof’ rengoku turned small. Tanjiro sighs knowing they have another kid they found, or what Genya refers to as “waist height army.” Tanjiro takes the five year old boy who has just as much energy and happiness as Rengoku had just before.

Tanjiro was conflicted to say the least. Dealing with hashira was already enough, but dealing with them as kids is whole new territory. Before he can think of something to do the loud yelling echoing in the distance catches his attention. He hopes Genya, kanao, and senjuro can handle the kids while he checks it out. As he sneaks around the corner he can he was shocked but wasn’t all that surprised. INOSUKE HASHIBARA sitting across the table from MITSURI KANROJI who has also become a 5 year old girl. The both preparing to have an intense arm wrestling match. Sitting on inosuke side was ZENITSU AGATSUMA and on mitsuri side was READER AND NEZUKO KAMADO. Zenitsu only cheers on an overconfident inosuke who puts his arm in the table. He bluffs for a moment until he feels his arm snack down against the table once again, loosing in an instant. Mitusri laughs while reader and nezuko cheer her on. Inosuke stares jaw dropped underneath the mask while zenitsu is shocked and trying not to laugh himself.

A sigh of relief escapes tanjiro lips as he turns to kanao with a much smaller giyu by her side. Things were fine, things would be fine if they had some time to breath and figure things out. Tanjiro takes a breath, until he hears somebody crying. At first he thinks it’s one of the hashira who has turned into a child, only for the sound to be coming from the stone pillar himself. GYOMEI HIMEJIMA with MUICHIRO TOKITO by his side. He weeps as he holds a very small shinobu and kyojuro in his arms while senjuro tries to pay his back to calm him down. While Tanjiro has trust in the stone hashira strength and abilities, he doesn’t know how old he will turn and how strong he’s going to be. Tanjiro simply walks over, making up an excuse to try to take Rengoku and Shinobu out of Gyomei arms. He’s able to grab Kyojuro out of his arms, but the moment he turns he hears muichiro shriek and that’s already enough to tell him what was going on.

Poor poor muichiro who had zoned out while hanging around Gyomei, only to turn and look eye to eye with him. It was not a subtle adjustment he could get used to. Gyomei tries to call him down sensing panic from the boy, who was already confused enough seeing his comrades being shrunken down and running around. Unfortunately, Gyomei aid was not helpful in coming the most pillar down who only stared at him and shinobu who was asleep in his arms. Both Tanjiro, Senjuro and Rengoku were caught off guard by the change to, but mostly by muichiro uncharacteristic screech. Muichiro tried to think of something to say, to do in the moment. Before he’s able to do anything the blood demon art unfortunately catches back up with, Tanjiro watches as Muichiro nearly disappears out of thin air. He has to turn around to see Rengoku picking up a small 1 year old muichiro who looks mildly upset in his arms.

RENGOKU is such a hyperactive child. He’s always happy and always tries to make all the others happy when he can. Even for being so young, he is still somewhat trustworthy and can deal with some of the kids like shinobu, and obanai if needed. Even as a child, Rengoku voice still has volume to it. He can be louder than Gyomei if he gets really excited. He also likes to eat with mitsuri often giving her food if he has any. Giyu sometimes lingers around him if he’s not with Sanemi or Obanai.

MITSURI is such a sweetheart, always happy and always ready to play around. She’s not to troubling to deal with like some of the others, her only issue is she still has the same appetite as she does when she is an adult. So somebody always makes sure to stock up on extra food at all times. Along with this she isn’t even aware of her own strength either, as we seen with her beating Inosuke. He always comes to get a rematch even if he’ll still loose. Obanai tends to linger around her as well.

GYOMEI is the most helpful out of all the hashira and the most attentive out of them. Being the closest to his actual age, and to the rest of the “older” kids age he actually helps out alot. He’s always the one granted supervision if Tanjiro or any of the others are busy because they know they can trust Gyomei. He does take this role very seriously for some reason, he’s put Sanemi and Uzui into a makeshift timeout before because they were trying to do something much to dangerous again.

MUICHIRO is just baby. Not much he can do but sometimes they think he’s the most aware of the situation he’s in. He always has a bored look on his face or an annoyed look if somebody has ticked him off. He’s always very picky about who can hold him. He likes being around Gyomei, Obanai and Rengoku for example but others he might show more signs of boredom. One time Sanemi got to pick him up, he made fun of him a little and Muichiro tried to bite his finger off.

Tanjiro has to call everybody who’s unaffected together. Now having found and seen all the effects have landed on every single hashira they can now make a plan. They’ve found everybody they needed to but they just have to figure out. How are they going to take care of them?

[kyokutsu-sama]

Headcanons

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"What do they do to get your attention?" Part.2

Characthers: Gyomei, Tomioka, Obanai

A/n- As promised and because I was chosen, here it is. I hope you like it✨️😊

(I'm sorry if it seemed a little short but I was out of ideas🥲)

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Gyomei:

He's a cutie. A big cutie bear, in fact❤️ He's not only a gentle giant, but he can also be a clingy and needy giant. But there are situations that make him a little frustrated, especially those in which he can't have your attention like he always likes to have. An example of this is when you're in a meeting with Master Ubuyashiki and you both have to be silent and show him respect. Sometimes Gyomei just wants to hold your hand out of habit, but at the same time he wants to remain serious and professional. When you go on a mission and he's alone, he ends up crying because he misses you and also because he's a little afraid that something might happen to you. But when he hears your beautiful voice calling him, his heart feels lighter. When you're supervising the training of the newbies of demon slayer corps, he comes over to where you are and puts a hand on top of your head or his forearm on your shoulders. When you're talking to someone and he wants to join in the conversation, he'll hold your hand and give you a few kisses on the back. He'll also put his arm around your waist a lot or run his fingers through your hair discreetly when you're with the other Hashiras. If you two argued for some reason (which I highly doubt because it's impossible to be mad at this big boy), he will cry twice as much and follow you around the house trying to sort things out. Hugs from behind are also the kind of thing he does to get your attention and how can you resist when those huge arms are keeping you protected and loved. Man, I'm crying right along with him after writing this (he so cute I can't🤏🥹)

Tomioka :

Because he is so calm and discreet, it is sometimes difficult to tell when he wants to say something or when he wants your attention. He may not seem like it, but he loves to be well taken care of and given your attention. And sometimes he even becomes a bit clingy because of it. When you are both at the hashiras meeting, you are his only companion and so he likes to hold your hand or give it a light squeeze so that you can look at him for just a moment. If he is sure no one is looking he may also gently run his hand over your face or play with the ends of your hair. This works as a calming effect on his heart. He sometimes feels lonely because of his depression and when he sees you talking to someone else, he will come closer and give you a little smile or just put his hand on your waist. He likes to talk to you, to have your attention, to feel the warmth of your hands when you hold his. When you are doing something and are too focused on it and he needs a little cuddle, he will slowly come up behind you and hug you, resting his head on your shoulder. You've already memorized when he needs attention. Whenever he appears out of nowhere and hugs you without explanation or holds your hand just because, just give him attention. He needs it. Tomioka is someone who needs a lot of affection and you are everything to him. That's why he will always turn to you for everything. He trusts you a lot.

Obanai :

Mysterious and quiet, just like Tomioka, Obanai is also difficult to read at times. Knowing what he is thinking is not an easy task. But when the need is strong, he ends up giving in and giving you signs of it. Many times, when the hashiras gather with the master and you two don't have a chance to talk, you can feel the kaburamaru crawling from his shoulders to yours and you look at the little snake. And not only will it do that, but it will also use its tiny teeth to give small bites in your skin to try to shake off your composure a little, and you can't help but chuckle a little at the trickery, coming from the intelligent animal. And when it is not the little snake calling your attention, it is his hands holding yours and playing with your fingers. Not every day will he use physical touch to get your attention, for example, there are days when he feels more "shy" and will just look at you with soft and loving eyes. These looks often occur when you are talking to someone and are not paying attention to him or when you are supervising training. These looks can also contain a bit of jealousy, especially if you are talking to another man. When the urge gets stronger than he wants, he not only looks at you, but his hand automatically goes to hold yours or hug your waist. When you're both alone, he likes to lay his head on your lap so you can caress his hair. And if you do, he'll love you even more.

[roseeeya]

daddy’s kid

warnings :: none

genre :: parent-child fluff

including :: g. tomioka | k. rengoku | s. shinazugawa | g. himejima | s. kocho | o. iguro | m. kanroji | m. tokito | t. uzui

synopsis :: the hashiras meet giyuu's adopted 8 y/o kid who is very much a daddy's kid

pairings :: giyuu tomioka x child reader

prologue

giyuu tomioka is a very quiet man. he rarely says anything and prefers only to speak when absolutely necessary. being the water pillar, no matter how undeserving he feels of it, is his position.

one faithful night, he was given a mission. he did as told and followes his kasugai crow to the location wherein he was to slay the demon. he finds that he was too late and that the entire village was in ruins. in a quick response to the situation, he slays the demon and looks around to see the damage done.

checking every house, he finds everyone slaughtered. everyone but you. he tries to assess your condition. looking around, he sees three bodies. a male, a woman and a girl.

he comes to you and crouches. “uhm. who are they to you, kid?” he asks, an awkward aura filling the room. to you, it seemed he didn't know what to do with a child. you weren't surprised. your parents didn't either.

“m-my parents..the other girl is my older sister...” you mutter. he comes in a little closer, making you flinch. “it’s okay. i- uh- i won’t hurt you.” his voice sounded so calm. like the tranquil lakes of your home. or the serenity of the sky at night.

still shocked at the situation, he ponders what to do with you. with what you witnessed, and at your age too, you may just end up like him. labeled as insane. that was something that won’t go away easily. he didn’t want you to go through it. “what’s your name?” he asks you.

“i’m [name]…who are you, sir?”

“I’m giyuu tomioka. would you like to come with me, [name]?”

your eyes widen at his question. was he being serious? he wanted to take you in? in the spur of the moment, you nod. though you felt as if you wouldn’t regret the decision.

months later, you had grown accustomed to giyuu tomioka. his presence in your life has drastically changed you. granted, the trauma of what you saw was still there, but you were happy with him. you called him dad, and he didn’t get angry with it. you could hug him and he wouldn’t push you away.

you sat out in the gardens of his estate, watching the sky, as a familiar bird swoops in and drops a letter onto the man beside you. “what’s that, dad?” you ask.

opening the letter, you peer over to your side to get a glimpse (one which he gladly gave you privilege to do). it seems to have been a while since he received a letter, so naturally he was curious. he reads the contents and his eyebrows rise. it seems that master ubuyashiki has discovered of your presence and existence in his life and has invited him to bring you to his estate to meet his colleagues. he was of course, conflicted if he should expose you to their…antics. would you grow to hate him like they did him?

on the day you were set to meet the rest of the hashiras, you walk into the ubuyashiki estate gardens with your father. you hid in his haori, slightly nervous because you hadn’t had contact with much people other than the people in the tomioka estate, and of course, tomioka himself.

peeking out of his haori, he softly urges you to say hello to the people in front of you.

“h-hello. i’m [name] tomioka. it’s- it’s nice to meet you..”

gyomei himejima

my mans wouldn’t see obv

but he would be able to hear what’s going on and put the dots together himself

either that or whoever’s beside him will update him with what’s happening

when you approach him he melts

like if he was ice cream, he’d be an entire puddle of it

because omg

a child walked up to him and that’s just so cute HAJSHAJS

“it’s very nice to meet you, [name]. i'm gyomei himejima.”

would 100% give u piggybacks

and you love it bc upsies or u don’t if you hate heights and say sorry about it

that or it wouldn’t happen bc he would’ve asked before carrying

“you have a very cute child, tomioka. bless your souls.”

pretty much a 10/10 with him

because who wouldn’t love gyomei?

uzui tengen

would drop

guy would have his jaw on the ground

because the quiet, reserved and boring one of them that’s his words not mine has a child?!??!?

yes. yes he does.

would probably be a little awkward with you

like not shy awkward

it’s the kind where he wouldn’t know what to do with you

it’s as if you’re an object he needs to figure out bc let’s be fr his expertise is women not children

he does care for your safety bc well- you’re a person

well he does admire the deed giyuu did

“that’s a very flamboyant deed, tomioka! and your child is er- flamboyant as well!”

yk that meme where a man carries their child by the ankle upside down?

yea, that’s the vibe between you and him

he doesn’t know what to do, help the poor man

like actually get him some much needed help

rengoku kyojuro

he has a little brother

ofc the man is great with kids

he sees you come right out of tomioka’s haori and he was quite shocked

of all the hashiras he never expected giyuu with a child

though he finds it admirable and adorable

sweet bby

would definitely eat with you

and try out different foods with you

you love him because he’s fun

also because he isn’t mean to giyuu

unlike other people that we will get on with later

he’s probably gonna be a good babysitter

sometimes he’s a little loud but it doesn’t bother you that much

tries to be quiet around you if you’re sensitive to sound

100/10 great man

giyuu likes him so you were more open to being with him rather than obanai.

mitsuri kanroji

squeel

this woman will squeel

no shame in it because

well, there’s an adorable child. who happens to be giyuu tomioka’s child.

put the words adorable and child in one sentence and she will go berserk

would be good with you as well!

you’re slightly shy because of her revealing clothes

bc giyuu taught you to look away in situations like that (we love a respectful king)

so you just learned not to look

and now you’re shy

mainly about the fact that her clothes show her ‘forbidden things’ as you called it

she would definitely try out food with you with rengoku

omg you’d admire her hair a lot because you’ve never seen anything like it

she loves how you haven’t been tainted by the beauty standards

big sister energy and we love that

and ofc giyumitsu friendship?? so she’s like the cool aunt or sister or whatever

muichiro tokito

is pretty neutral with you at first.

and this is after he regains his memories

but then you approach him with a smile on your face

and he’s reminded if himself years ago

so innocent and carefree

which ends up with him having a somewhat soft spot for you

you see him as an older brother because giyuu practically treats the guy as his kid

was still aloof so he let you play with his katana once during a hashira meeting

was scolded by giyuu and shinobu afterwards

it never happened again.

you like his company because he’s quiet but still manages to be amiable with you

you think that his aloof personality kinda reminds you of giyuu

and it’s comforting

god he might attempt to carry you

keywords: might and attempt

he might if he wasn’t tired and if he actually wasn’t tired, he would attempt to atleast twice

until he gives up

just cuties being cuties

iguro obanai

see, i sometimes despise this man but love him at the same time

but i really think he’d berate you your dad

the man lives off of messing with your father

what on earth makes you think he wouldn’t give you the exact same treatment?

if anything, the only reason he’ll end up being nice to you is because of mitsuri

she likes you and he likes her so conclusion:

he has to try to like you.

that, and also partially because mitsuri got frantic when you cried because of his snake.

we all love kabarumaru but there’s never enough works where he just scares the living daylights off of the reader

in the end, he would probably refrain from saying bad things about you

you, not your dad. he still despises your dad.

can you see it? how much i loathe his actions towards giyuu? <3

you don’t like him either, don’t worry. he just-

he’s mean to your dad and you’re such a daddy’s girl so why wouldn’t you?

at this point i’m projecting so i’ll stop this here-

sanemi shinazugawa

omg he doesn’t like you at first

keyword: at first.

he obviously doesn’t like how you are in any relation to giyuu

but then you trip in front of him and you cry

and somehow, he helps you.

he doesn’t know why

he just did

so now you follow him around when you visit because

he helped you

and so with that, he learned to adapt to your presence

less mean to giyuu because he saw how you absolutely despise obanai

like he just doesn’t wanna upset you???

he will project onto you

by project, i mean he will at one point see you as one of his dead siblings

please get the man some help

please

omg would let you draw on his scars

because you think they’re pretty

oh and you were wary of him at first

bc you thought he was as mean as obanai

jokes on u, he just really misunderstands giyuu’s words lmao

shinobu kocho

normal smiling kind of impression

is soft with you

like less offhanded remarks when you are nearby

would treat your wound when you fell in front of sanemi

is probably awkward when you cry

because she can handle wounds but crying children?

not exactly her forte

that was kanae’e thing, not hers.

no matter how much she tried to imitate kanae

crying children is not her thing

you absolutely adore her hair

especially the pretty purple tips

and her voice puts you to sleep sometimes

ofc giyuu does the ‘sleep from calm voice’ thing better than she does

but it works so whatever

would scold tengen because she just knows

she knows of the vibe you and him radiate

(yk, the guardian carrying a child by the ankle.)

is protective of you because

well you’re a child.

you didn’t deserve to witness what you did

[that-one-p00k1e]

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Muichiro Tokito x gn!reader || kind of a part two of this, but can be read separately

c/w: none js fluff Ig

Made this at 3-4AM bcs brain is peak and goated at night🗣️🙏🏻🔥🦅

Muichiro has a habit of staring off into space.

He's easily distracted by trivial things and loses memory of what was previously mentioned or discussed.Despite this, he's still able to regain focus when necessary. Such as during the Hashira Meeting, for example.

Yet outside of serious situations, his mind slips off ever so gracefully into his own world; putting his whole attention to the one being that catches his interest.

The cloudy sky and windy day made perfect weather for a picnic. Settling on the checkered blanket under a cherry blossom tree, you neatly laid out all the food you prepared. As you patted the spot next to you, the young Hashira propped himself comfortably on the vacant seat. Not long after, the both of you began eating in silence; enjoying each other's company in a comfortable peace and quietness.

Well, until you filled it in.

You started off with simple questions; asking how his day went, what are his plans for the week, or if he had any upcoming missions to complete. With him giving short and simple answers, you gradually began to move out of topic and ended up telling him stories of how your day went. He didn't ask, but neither did he mind. Placing his chin on the palm of his hand, he reluctantly listened to you rambling on.

You talked with enthusiasm and excitement, pouring your heart and soul as you squealed and giggled over the littlest of things that piqued your happiness. The way your eyes lit up when you mentioned something so trivial occurred during a walk; the way a proud smile tugged at your lips as you spoke about defeating a powerful demon; all of these small details brought a fluttering sensation to the boy’s heart. After consultation with the Love Pillar and Insect Pillar, he knew what this feeling was, now. This… was love, wasn't it?

He took in your features closely, his gaze tracing down the smooth surface of your cheeks, eventually landing on your lips. His curiosity piqued; a sense of longing urging him to move forward. He was distracted yet again, and couldn't keep his eyes off of them as you kept on babbling. Your voice was a muffled melody by now; a music playing in the background. Beginning to understand what all these feelings were, he wanted to embrace it; to express it his way and cherish it with you. But would this be the right time? Would it be selfish of him to try and claim you as his? He didn't know, and he was willing to find out.

Not letting another moment slip past, he gently leaned in and closed the distance between the two of you, halting your speech as a warm sensation washes over the both of you. He let his eyes close, savoring the tender and sweet feeling of being in such a physical gesture with you for the first time. Meanwhile as you were taken aback at first, you eventually closed your eyes and let yourself melt in the moment; your heart beat pacing faster by each second.

As the lovestruck Hashira slowly pulled back, his empty eyes gazed at you deeply, a soft breath of satisfaction escaping his lips. You took a moment to regain composure, trying to comprehend what had just occurred as your face tinted with pink.

“W-what… What was that fo-”

“I love you.”

Those three simple words slid off his tongue ever so softly, like a music box that had been waiting to be played. It felt like everything was a fever dream. Were you having a dream? Or were you just having a fever that you didn't know you had? All you knew for sure, was that his feelings for you weren't unrequited.

“I… love you, too,” you finally managed to say in return, feeling your stomach twist and turn as you finally mustered up the courage to.

Hearing your reciprocation, a small smile tugged at the boy's lips. His hand gently crept up to yours, interlocking your fingers as he brought your head onto his shoulder with the other. He rests his head on top of yours, letting out a sigh of contentment at the warmth of the close proximity. Slowly, the two of you drifted off to slumber; bathing in the comfort of one another underneath the falling petals of the cherry blossoms.

[mah-t-wordblog]

Raspberries

Tickletober day 17

Lee: Muichiro Tokito

Ler: Giyu Tomioka

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Ships: NONE

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

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Giyu ate a small fruit known as raspberry

Muichiro looked at him “what is this?”

“Raspberry, do you want it?”

Muichiro looked as if he had never seen something like that, and apparently he never had

The child ate it

“Hmmm~ I like raspberry!”

Giyu smiled “oh yeah?~”

“Yep! Very tasty!”

The water hashira started to approach “you should choose your words better”

Muichiro widened his eyes, understanding the second meaning of the word “I-I- p-please”

Giyu just smiled, Muichiro tried to run but was grabbed by the leg, falling to the ground

“Noho!”

“I haven’t done anything yet” the man said laughing

“Ihi knohow!”

Giyu held Muichiro's arms with one hand and slowly lifted his shirt with the other, purposely running his fingers over the boy's defenseless belly.

"Tohomihiokahahahaha!" Muichiro was writhing as hard as he could, this was torture for the poor little boy.

To Muichiro's horror (or relief, because he would no longer feel the butterflies in his stomach from anticipation) Giyu exhaled and finally blew it all into the boy's belly.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO" Muichiro screamed, it felt like he was being killed.

"Pfff, do you still like raspberries?"

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO"

"You're lying" Giyu blew one too many into the boy's belly.

"OK OK IHIHI LOHOHOHOVEHEHEHE"

Giyu smiled and let him go, Muichiro curled up like a ball.

"*hic*" the boy sobbed.

Giyu laughed, "want another one?" He offered the small fruit

“I think *hic* I’m traumatized”

The two laughed, Muichiro took the pink fruit and ate it

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Tickletober yayyyyyyyyy💛💛

[valartsstuff]

He's having his last straw with Mui in these Hashira Yuichiro headcanons

[lee-lucius]

Tickletober Day 14: Soft

Summary: On a shared day off, Tanjiro and Muchiro spend it together reminiscing about their childhoods, and Tanjiro discovers something very interesting about his friend.

Word Count: 2,001

Muichiro rarely took days off. He had the option to but found it unnecessary unless he needed to recover from injuries. Before he recovered his memories, there was no reason to. He had nothing he wanted to do, no one he wanted to be with. He knew nothing of his previous life or family, and his only motivation was the ever-present rage that grounded him. 

Now, he knew what had happened to his family. There was still little reason for him to spend his time doing anything other than training and killing demons. He was a Hashira after all, his time was more valuable than the other slayers. 

But when Tanjiro had sent him a letter asking to spend some time together, he supposed he could take one day off.

Muichiro met him at the Butterfly Mansion. Tanjiro had written in his letter that he was recovering from some minor injuries he'd incurred on a mission, but Muichiro hadn't been prepared for the extent of them or the spark of anger that flared in him.

"Are you alright?" He asked, reaching up to gingerly touch the bandage around Tanjiro's head.

"I'm fine. Don't worry, it's worse than it looks," He reassured, smile as blinding as usual. Besides the bandages around his head and neck, he was walking with a noticeable limp in his right leg, and without his haori on, Muichiro could see more bandages around his ribs.

He didn't believe Tanjiro but didn't push. Instead he continued to worriedly examine Tanjiro, despite his protests, until he was satisfied. 

"It really isn't that bad! Miss Shinobu even said I could leave and go to town!"

"No."

"Oh, you don't want to? Did you have something else in mind?"

"You're still injured. You shouldn't leave. Can you even walk?" Muichiro asked, looking around Tanjiro's private room. He didn't see any crutches.

"Mhm! I can get around fine!" He insisted, standing from his seat on the bed and walking around the room for emphasis. Muichiro didn't seem impressed, making Tanjiro pout as he grabbed his robe and haori, slipping both on. He would have earlier, but he didn't realize how quickly Muichiro would arrive. 

"We'll stay here. I'll ask one of the girls to bring us a meal," Muichiro told him and was leaving before Tanjiro could react.

He didn't really mind. He thought they would enjoy a peaceful day walking around town, but he was content as long as he got to see Muichiro. They wrote to each other regularly, but it was rare to get to spend time together. He always treasured it when they could.

Muichiro returned quickly with Sumi, Kiyo, and Naho, each carrying food that they deposited on the table. The three girls huddled around Tanjiro, chattering with him for a few minutes before they left to return to their chores. 

The two boys kneeled across from each other at the table. As they began eating, an awkward silence fell over them. Tanjiro, while normally sociable, always found himself struggling to speak with Muichiro. It was easier when they wrote letters, when he didn't completely lose all sense looking at Muichiro, when the odd, pleasant warmth wasn't overwhelming.

Before he realized it, he was drawn out of his thoughts and blurted, "There's sakura mochi!"

Muichiro smiled at him, tilting his head to the side. "Is that your favorite?"

"No, but it's not little sister Hanako's absolute favorite! We only ever had it a few times, but she loves it! She practically drools anytime she sees it," He said, laughing at the fond memory.

"I didn't know you had any siblings other than Nezuko."

Tanjiro stilled, his smile tightening as a sad look passed over his face. "They passed. When Nezuko was turned…"

They were silent again. Muichiro waited for Tanjiro to continue speaking; he didn't. 

"I had an older brother," Muichiro began, "A twin. I couldn't remember him for a long time."

"That's awful," he frowned.

"It's okay," he smiled. It was better remembering. "I don't know what his favorite food was. We never had much, so we took what we could."

"We didn't either. I sold charcoal to support us."

"We provided for ourselves after our parents passed. He was always mad at me. And cold. Said I never worked hard enough or fast enough."

"That sounds a little like my brother Takeo! He could be a little harsh sometimes, but he's really a sweet kid."

"How many siblings do you have?"

He told him and named them, and they talked about them and Muichiro's brother. Tanjiro told him things that he hadn't thought about in years, because there was always something going on, some other threat, and there was rarely a moment for reflection like this. Once he got started, it was surprisingly easy for Tanjiro to talk about. There was almost something comforting about it, like a weight he hadn't realized was there was being lifted off of his chest.

Muichiro told him things too, about his brother and parents; memories that had barely just returned to him. Tanjiro wondered if it was as cathartic for him. It must have been, because neither of them could find it in them to stop talking, sharing stories until they were both smiling and laughing, feeling oddly at ease in having someone that understood and being able to escape that pain for a few moments. 

"I used to be a crybaby. It always annoyed him."

Tanjiro laughed good-naturedly. Muichiro didn't think he could do anything otherwise; he didn't have an ounce of malice in his body. "Really? It's hard to imagine with how you are now."

"Yeah. I don't think he liked seeing me upset. He always tried to cheer me up," Muichiro abandoned his half-eaten meal, shoving it away from him and busying his fingers with untangling his hair.

"How?" Tanjiro asked, tilting his head curiously. He also had stopped eating, but it seemed as if he had forgotten his food was there, as if all of his focus was on Muichiro. It was an odd feeling.

"Oh, he used to tickle me."

"I do that to my little siblings too! It's so cute whe—" Tanjiro cut himself off, staring at him with his mouth agape. "Wait! You're ticklish?"

"Uh, yeah," He felt his face redden slightly and blew a stray strand of hair out of his face. "Is that… not normal?"

"Oh, no!" Tanjiro shook his head, waving his hands, "I didn't mean anything bad by it! It's perfectly normal; I am too! I was only surprised considering how you were when we first met. I would have never thought that you were ticklish, though I guess it isn't more surprising than Genya…"

Muichiro laughed at Tanjiro's rambling and thought back to his earlier words, "You're a good big brother."

His eyes clouded over as he thought of Yuchiro. His memories had returned, but it still felt as if a piece of him was missing without his brother. There was a constant, piercing ache in his heart that oddly felt less painful the they talked, every word dulling the pain, if only for the moment. It helped, being here with Tanjiro.

He was drawn out of his thoughts when Tanjiro poked him in the side, making him shy away. He hadn't noticed when Tanjiro moved next to him. Had he missed something important again? 

"Sor—"

"You seem a little down today. It's a good thing I know how to cheer you up!" 

Tanjiro poked his side again, and Muichiro bit the inside of his cheek. He eyed Tanjiro cautiously and was greeted by a kind smile and gentle eyes that made his heart stutter. He trusted Tanjiro and knew he would never intentionally hurt him; it wasn't something he'd experienced in years, but if it ever were to happen again, he supposed he wouldn't mind if it was Tanjiro. After all, he had enjoyed those rare moments when his brother was affectionate.

Besides, it was nice to see Tanjiro smiling like that. Muichiro would do anything to keep him smiling like that.

"It's been awhile. I don't know if I'm still ticklish."

"Want to find out?" His eyes sparkled.

"Yeah," Muichiro's face felt hot.

"Okay," Tanjiro was kneeled beside him on the mats, earnest eyes that Muichiro couldn't meet bore into his skin as he skittered his fingers across his stomach. "Then let's try here!"

He gasped, squirming at the nostalgic sensation. "It seems like you still are! Now let's try somewhere else…"

Tanjiro tweaked his ribs, delighting in the small huffs he elicited from the other boy and his widening smile. His touch was gentle, barely ghosting over his skin in a way that left a tingling sensation long after the touch and made him yearn for more.

"You… don't have to—to be soho… gentle. I'm nahat that… fragile," Muichiro managed between his breathy giggles.

"If that's what you want!" Tanjiro's smile widened as he dug his fingers into his ribs. 

He squeaked, bursting into rapid giggles at the intense sensations. He clutched his hands into fists, straining to keep them at his side and ignored his instinct to curl up into a ball.

Tanjiro's touch was still light, allowing him to enjoy the sensation without desperately needing to escape. It was so different from Yuchiro. He tickled him mercilessly, wrecking him in his worst spots until his laughter was silent and he was on the verge of tears. It was awful but also left him feeling so light-headed and giddy he couldn't wait for it to happen again.

Tanjiro's hands shifted, moving to gently glide his short nails along Muichiro's back to give him a break.

Muichiro made an inhuman noise, giggles becoming louder and more rapid as he doubled over. He clenched his hands in Tanjiro's haori as he buried his face in his chest, too distracted by the ticklish sensations to realize how embarrassing their position was.

"Are you alright?" Tanjiro asked, stifling a laugh and temporarily stilling his hands.

He nodded against his chest, still giggling, and Tanjiro resumed his playful attack, making him writhe and shriek.

"That's good, because I'm really enjoying this! Your laugh is so cute!"

He bit back a groan, shaking his head that was still resting on Tanjiro's chest.

"You don't think it's cute?"

"Ihihihits nahahahaht!"

"Yes it is! It's adorable!"

"Nohoho! I behet yohohohours ihihis cuhuhuhuter!" 

"Wha—no it's not!" Tanjiro exclaimed, and the tickling suddenly stopped.

Muichiro's face burned as he realized what he'd said and their intimate position. Tanjiro was practically hugging him, and Muichiro was clinging to him. But he didn't want to stop. He was still lightly giggling when he finally mustered enough courage to peek up at Tanjiro. 

His face was as red as Muichiro's, his smile wide, and his eyes nervous. He didn't know what to make of that.

"I… I think you're cute," Tanjiro finally spoke up, voice hushed.

Muichiro's throat was dry. He didn't know if it was his or Tanjiro's heart that was beating so fast. 

He wasn't sure how much time had passed, but it was enough for Tanjiro's face to fall as if anticipating a rejection. He wouldn't get one.

Muichiro leaned closer, and before he realized what he was doing, he'd pressed a kiss to Tanjiro's cheek.

His smile was more radiant than Muichiro had ever seen it. Tanjiro reached out his hand to smooth out Muichiro's frazzled hair. 

After what felt like an eternity, Tanjiro said, "I like you."

He couldn't quite meet his eyes. "Me too."

This time, Tanjiro leaned in, and Muichiro met him halfway, sinking into the short, soft kiss—his first kiss.

Then Tanjiro pulled him into a hug, gently cradling him and burying his face into his shoulder, but Muichiro could still imagine the blinding grin and the red flush he must've had.

Once again, they sat together in silence, one that was comfortable and reflective, and Muichiro found himself quite thankful that he had taken the day off.

[mystwrites]

Tickle Fight

Summary: Muichiro and Tanjiro stumble upon a very chaotic Hashira tickle fight and are subsequently dragged into the shenanigans

A/N: Day 15 of Tickletober! Enjoy this really chaotic piece of writing!

It was a beautiful sunny day. For the first time in months, Muichiro and Tanjiro were free and had no real reason to go out and kill demons. Genya, Inosuke and Zenitsu were sent on a joint mission and Nezuko was sleeping to regain her strength. It left them alone to do whatever they wanted.

They trained together all morning and decided to go back to the Butterfly Mansion to cool off and get something to eat. They laughed as they walked back down the trail before shouting was heard.

"Huh, is there a fight happening at the Butterfly Mansion?" Muichiro asked, looking in the general direction of the commotion.

Tanjiro sniffed the air. "No, there's no scent of anger or the wish to inflict harm. I think I do smell the other Hashira though. Come on, let's go check it out and see what is going on."

Picking up the pace, the two started a light jog down the path until they entered through the back entrance. Aoi stood in front of them, shaking her head and deciding to turn around and walk away.

"Hey, Aoi." Tanjiro greeted, looking past her at the crowd of Hashira. "What is going on?"

Aoi glared at Muichiro. "Tell your Hashira friends to take their stupid fight elsewhere! The Butterfly Mansion is too classy for shenanigans like this!! Ugh! They're all so childish and are all adults too!"

As Aoi stormed off, the two carefully approached, Rengoku being the first Hashira their eyes fell upon. Deciding that he would be the best person to talk to about what was happening, Tanjiro and Muichiro reached up and pulled on the sleeves of his uniform.

"Rengoku san?" Tanjiro asked, smiling at his mentor who returned the smile back.

"Young Kamado! Lovely of you to join us! OOHH!! Young Tokito!" he exclaimed, pulling Muichiro into a hug. "There you are!! We were looking for you! You are just in time to witness the yearly Hashira tickle fight!"

The two boys looked at one another before looking up at the Flame Hashira. "The what now??" they asked, confusion plastered all over their faces.

"The yearly Hashira tickle fight!" Rengoku repeated, laughing as he lifted them up and showed them the scene about to transpire.

"There's no yearly tickle fight." Muichiro scoffed, rolling his eyes, his expression showing little to no sign of interest.

"Oh but it is a thing, young Tokito. You probably just forgot. Just watch, it’ll come back to you.”Rengoku said, placing the two boys down before shouting Tengen's name.

"Pfftttt! “It’ll come back it you” my ass! This is so stupid!" Muichiro complained, backing up with Tanjiro and finding a small tree they could climb and get a better view. "Look at these fools! They're all grown adults acting like children!"

"Shh!!" Tanjiro hushed, trying not to laugh. “Don’t let them hear you!!”

"Oh please, it's fine! They know they're childish, especially Uzui. He's the biggest man child I’ve ever met. Not to mention the guy is old!”

"Uzui san isn’t that old!! He’s only twenty three!!" Tanjiro laughed, playfully shoving Muichiro who giggled.

"He already knows that's what I think about him. It's fine. The only two here who aren't crazy are Tomioka san and Himejima san." Muichiro replied, laughing as Tanjiro shoved him playfully. "I'm not kidding!!"

Their attention shifted to the shenanigans about to go down. In the center of the circle, Obanai and Tengen were facing off, circling around each other like animals ready to fight. Of course, Tengen looked as confident as ever, smiling and flexing his muscles, pointing at Tanjiro and Muichiro with a cocky grin. Obanai in return rolled his eyes at Tengen's cockiness but looked way less confident and more annoyed. Tanjiro had no idea how poor Obanai got roped into this but he assumed that Sanemi said something to him along the lines of him being too weak or a chicken which in turn forced him to face off against the taller man. Kaburamaru was wrapped around Obanai’s neck, hissing at Tengen who flinched.

“Get that snake outta here!! He might get squished!” Tengen gasped.

“His name isn’t “that snake”, Uzui! It’s Kaburamaru and he’ll be fine!” Obanai retorted, signaling to the Sound Hashira to bring it on. “He will help me!”

"C'MON IGURO! KICK THAT FLASHY BITCH'S ASS!" Sanemi shouted, pumping his fist in the air.

"YOU CAN DO THIS, OBI!" Mitsuri cheered, blowing a kiss to the Serpent Hashira who visibly blushed.

"I know you are short, Iguro! But kick Uzui in the balls and take him down!" Shinobu shouted, giving Tengen the middle finger as he glared at her. “It works every time!!”

The two suddenly launched themselves at one another, Obanai trying to go for a more tactical, battle like approach while Tengen just dodged and swept his left leg out, Obanai jumping over him but being knocked down as Tengen easily flipped the smaller man. Muichiro and Tanjiro let out a simultaneous gasp as poor Kaburamaru’s eyes went wide with fear, leaving Obanai to fend for himself and slithering away. Groaning as he hit the ground, Tengen quickly gained the upper hand, Obanai squawking loudly as fingers pressed into his sides.

Obanai didn’t have a loud laugh, but when he yelled, everyone could hear him. He was screeching and kicking, socking Tengen in the cheek but ultimately losing as the Sound Hashira easily tickled him into submission. Looking over at the bystanders, Obanai reached his arm out only for it to retract as Tengen tickled his armpits.

“GEHEHET HIM!!!” Obanai cried. “FREHEHEE FOR AHAHALL!! HEHELP ME!! I CAHAHAN’T TAKE HIM DOWN AHAHALONE!!”

“I’ll help!! MITSURI TO THE RESCUE!!” Mitsuri screeched, jumping onto Tengen’s back, her fingers going straight for his ribs. “Take this!! And this!! AND THIS!!”

“ACK!! GYAAHAHAHA KAHAHANROJI!!” Tengen cried, startled by the sudden attack.

“One half of the Rengoku-Tengen tickle team is down!! Help me!! We must AAAHHH!! HEAVY!! HELP!!! HE’S HEAVY!!” Mitsuri squealed, slapping Tengen’s bicep.

Tengen released Obanai with a laugh, rolling off of him but now focused his attention on his new attacker. Mitsuri held her own, wrapping her legs around the taller man as Tengen squeezed her thighs. Obanai growled upon seeing Tengen touching Mitsuri and jumped in, Tengen screaming as Obanai squeezed harshly up and down his sides.

“Leave Mitsuri alone!!” he snapped, laughing as Tengen squeezed his sides in return. “Only I can touch her legs!!”

“HAHAA!! SOHOHORRY!! IHIHI DIDN’T KNOW SHEHEHE WAS YOUR PROPEHEHEHERY!!” Tengen wheezed, Obanai growling at him and tickling him with more force.

Seeing this as a free for all, Sanemi and Shinobu joined in, launching themselves at Obanai.

“ATTAAAAACCCKKKK!!!”

Sanemi easily knocked Obanai down with a loud battle cry, Shinobu holding him down by sitting on his hands while Sanemi teased and taunted his friend, laughing as Obanai quickly and easily pushed Shinobu off of his hands. Rengoku had set his sights on Giyuu who was shaking his head from a distance away from the chaos, Gyomei taking Sanemi down and letting Obanai tickle him as revenge while Shinobu ran over to Mitsuri’s aid and tickled Tengen’s thighs.

Muichiro and Tanjiro laughed as Rengoku tried to grab Giyuu but the Water Hashira let out a forceful yet soft “no” and kicked the Flame Hashira in the shin. Rengoku jumped around on his left foot, the pain from the kick distracting him enough to let Giyuu book it over to the two teens, hiding behind them and shoving poor Muichiro off of the branch he was holding onto.

“AAHH!! HEYYY!!” Muichiro gasped, missing Tanjiro’s hand.

“Sorry, Muichiro!” Giyuu whispered, resting his arm on Tanjiro’s head, a rare grin on his face as Rengoku caught Muichiro, pressing him close to his chest. “Hello Tanjiro.”

“Hi Giyuu san.” Tanjiro replied, looking at Muichiro with worry on his face.

“Tomioka san!!” Muichiro gasped. “No!! Nonono! I am not a part of thi-IHIHIS!! REHEHENGOKU SAHAHAN!! STAHAHAP!!”

“Nah, I wanted Tomioka but you will have to do now.” Rengoku laughed, setting poor Muichiro down and squeezing his tummy, suddenly getting tackled as Sanemi and Tengen all teamed up to take him down.

Watching in shock, Tanjiro looked all around at the chaos, Muichiro lying on the grass, recovering from the shock only to burst into laughter as Gyomei walked over to Muichiro and sat next to him, tickling the Mist Hashira’s stomach. Mitsuri was behind them giving Obanai the raspberry of his life. He wasn’t upset but clearly having a good time since it was Mitsuri. On the other side, Tanjiro saw Shinobu approach, Giyuu suddenly growing nervous and dropping down from the tree, ready to run away.

“Tomioka…” she said, Giyuu glaring at her.

“I don’t want to participate.” he replied, yelping as Tanjiro gestured for Shinobu to have at it with poor Giyuu. “Tanjiro!!”

“Don’t use Tanjiro as a human shield you wimp! He can’t protect you!! Come and face us!!” Shinobu giggled, stumbling backwards as Giyuu pushed her forcefully and ran, Shinobu giving chase. “Are you that antisocial?”

“I JUST DON’T WANT TO PARTICIPATE!! WHOAAA!!”

Tanjiro burst into laughter as Giyuu suddenly tripped over Tengen’s outstretched leg and practically faceplanted onto Rengoku’s stomach. This caught Rengoku’s attention and he trapped Giyuu, wrapping his legs around Giyuu’s thighs and pulling his arms up. With the attention now on the poor Water Hashira who started screaming, everyone started to gang up on him, Muichiro seeing his opportunity to escape and get to Tanjiro for safety. Tanjiro climbed down the tree and chuckled. Tanjiro knew Muichiro was fine, having tickled him mercilessly countless times since becoming friends but the teen looked a bit frazzled.

“You okay, Muichiro?” Tanjiro asked, giggling. “You look like you saw a ghost.”

“I-I’m fine…” he sighed, shuddering. “I wasn’t expecting to be dragged into that! So uncalled for- oh no…Tanjiro!! Tanjiro!!!”

Confused, Tanjiro turned around to see Rengoku chuckling and smiling at him. Normally, this would make Tanjiro run and hug his mentor but that smile he had held mischief in it. Chuckling nervously, Tanjiro waved at Rengoku.

“Hey young Kamado, come get in on the action!” Rengoku invited, gesturing for him to join.

“Uh…n-no thank you!” Tanjiro declined politely, shaking his head with a shy smile. “I’m not a Hashira. I don’t wish to impose…”

“You’re not imposing, Tanjiro! Trust me!” Shinobu added, her sweet smile hiding sinister intent. “Also, you have Tokito kun hiding behind you. He’s a part of this.”

“Come here, Tokito kun! I didn’t get to tickle you yet!” Mitsuri giggled, Muichiro containing fear and anticipation in his turquoise blue eyes.

“Noooo!! I am not a part of this!” Muichiro squeaked, only hugging Tanjiro tighter. “Leave me alone you bullies!!!”

“Don’t you want to become a Hashira, Tanjiro Kamado?” Tengen added, smirking as Tanjiro nearly tripped over Muichiro’s foot. “You must at least get into one of these flashy fights with the God of Festivals!”

“I mean…sure, I guess but I’d rather not join…” Tanjiro stammered, backing up. “N-not until I am a Hashira at least…”

“Come on Tanjiro!! Let’s get outta here!!” Muichiro cried, pushing Tanjiro away from the others. “Let’s run!!”

“Don’t be a wimp, you two!” Sanemi barked, glaring at him. “The others may see that you have Hashira potential but Iguro and I still don’t see it!” Obanai nodded in agreement.

“Even more of a reason not to join…” Tanjiro said. “I mean, if you don’t think I belong with you guys, there’s no reason to join…right???”

“Tokito, aren’t you a Hashira too?” Obanai asked, Muichiro shaking his head frantically.

Looking to Gyomei and Giyuu, they stepped aside, deciding that they were done with the tickle fight but the others weren’t going to give up. Gyomei and Giyuu shrugged, signaling that Tanjiro and Muichiro were on their own.

Rengoku grabbed Muichiro as he tried to get away with Tanjiro and lifted him up, the teen gasping as he was hoisted up. Seeing that Rengoku lifted him up by his legs and he was facing away from the Flame Hashira, Muichiro remembered a trick Yuichiro used to do to their father whenever he’d grab him in a similar manner. With no warning, Muichiro slammed his butt into Rengoku’s face with all his might, seeing that as the only way to break free of his grasp since no amount of kicking or pushing would free him.

“PUT! ME! DOWN!!” Muichiro grunted, slamming his butt into Rengoku’s face with each word. “I! WILL! NOT! STOP! UNTIL! YOU! LET! ME! GO!!”

The shock of Muichiro fighting back in the way he was sent everyone into a fit of laughter, Rengoku yelping before finally dropping Muichiro. Tanjiro laughed as he ran over to Muichiro. Tengen quickly scooped Muichiro up, giving the boy’s stomach a squeeze, the loud shriek of Muichiro’s panicked laughter echoing.

“HEHEHELP!! TAHAHANJIRO!! HEHEHEADBUTT THIHIHIS MAHAHAN CHILD!!!” Muichiro screeched, slapping Tengen’s hands.

“Oh but Tokito, Tanjiro wouldn’t dare headbutt the flashiest Hashira around!!” Tengen boasted, sending Tanjiro a wink. “He knows he’s next that’s why.”

Tanjiro looked from Muichiro to Tengen and weighed his options. He surely wasn’t about to headbutt Tengen since he expects it but there was one more option. He slowly approached Tengen and looked at him, puffing his cheeks out with his angriest expression and kicked Tengen’s shin, causing the Sound Hashira to yell in pain. This sudden act sent the other Hashira into more fits of laughter but nothing compared to the laughter that erupted when Tanjiro stepped on Tengen’s toes for an extra distraction.

“OWWW!!! TANJIRO KAMADO!!” Tengen howled, hopping up and down.

“Quick! They’re distracted! Run!!” Tanjiro shouted, helping Muichiro to his feet.

Grabbing his hand, Muichiro pushed off with all his might, dragging a startled Tanjiro for a few yards before the sun breathing user caught his footing and began to pump his legs. A quick look behind them showed the Hashira giving chase.

“Hey!! Don’t run off, young Kamado!” Rengoku shouted. “Young Tokito, don’t help him! You’re supposed to be on our side!!”

“NOT TODAY!” Muichiro cried, running as fast as he could. “I AM NOT A HASHIRA TODAY!!!“

Tanjiro and Muichiro quickly ran away, Aoi noticing them and ushering them through the gate before closing it and going back to doing the laundry, acting as if she saw nothing. As the rest of the Hashira ran past her, the men knocked over the laundry basket, Aoi sighing with exasperation before bending down to pick it up. At least Mitsuri, Gyomei, Shinobu and Giyuu stopped to help her.