#obamitsu fluff

[six-eyed-samurai]

Basically this was based off art by @sm0lb3tch (so credits again to them) and here we're going to make ObaMitsu canon, give the Kamado siblings new parents, give Muzan an aneurysm trying to find Nezuko when her whole family is a bunch of Hashira and as you can probably guess - deep breath - FOUND FAMILY TROPE.

Obviously in order for Obanai and Mitsuri to be the ones saving Tanjiro and Nezuko that fateful day we'd need to have them on the mission instead of Giyuu. For the sake of this theory Kagaya has assigned Mitsuri to accompany Giyuu, causing a very jealous and fuming Obanai to request (demand) to go in Tomioka’s place instead. Whether or not Kagaya is actually a shipper is up to you, but for whatever reason he says yes and Obanai proceeds to leave for the mission with Mitsuri a day or two earlier because he doesn't want Giyuu to argue with the decision when he finds out (he wouldn't) and wants some extra time with a certain pink haired crush. Mitsuri doesn't mind, she's more than happy a dear friend is accompanying her, after all!

When they reach the village Mitsuri’s a little embarrassed that she ordered so many helpings that the ramen store owner had to go out and buy more charcoal for the stove from the seller outside and Obanai's rather put out that the inn is too full for the both of them, not wanting Mitsuri to go camp out in the cold like she had suggested. Even more put out, in fact, with all the attention she's showering the charcoal seller, gushing about how he reminds her of her own brother and how hardworking he was to be doing this for his family - some idiot kid named Tanjiro something. At this point Obanai is having an existential crisis torn between disliking Tanjiro because Mitsuri's so nice to him (even feeding him a bite like in the Hashira Training Arc) and being nice to Tanjiro as well because whatever makes Mitsuri happy, makes him a happy camper. So he just settles for cold indifference.

(Yes, Tanjiro knows he's mad but doesn't realize that Obanai is mad AT HIM).

Anyways when Mitsuri expresses their problem of having nowhere to stay Tanjiro excitedly chirps that his family would be more than happy to have them over. Mitsuri, not wanting to be a bother, tries to refuse but Tanjiro insists so they compromise by letting her pay.

Then Obanai insists on paying but anyways-

We all know what happens from here so I won't go into too many details lest I bore you (small note that Tanjiro does not stay at his neighbour’s house this time and the timing is a little different to fit) but even Obanai felt terrible when they arrived and Tanjiro found his family shredded and dead. Since none of them realized Nezuko was a demon, Mitsuri helped Tanjiro begin carrying her down the mountain in order to seek help.

However the moment the truth was revealed Obanai immediately wanted to kill Nezuko despite Tanjiro’s pleas. Chaos ensues as is canon until an unsure-on-what-to-do Mitsuri finally succeeds in separating them when Nezuko suddenly defends her elder brother.

Mitsuri pleads for Obanai to reconsider, backed up by Tanjiro who says there's another demon's scent in the house so it wasn't Nezuko, at the very least take Nezuko to Oyakata-sama? If it was anyone else Obanai would have probably shoved aside to stab the demon, but since it was Mitsuri asking after all and as much as he hated to admit it he knew what it was like to have your entire family killed in such a bloody manner - so he agreed and we all know how the Hashira meeting went down.

I think I better clear up some points here, so because we have no very convincing letter from Lawyer Urokodaki to back Nezuko up we'll have Mitsuri testify that despite Obanai attacking her Nezuko made no attempt to eat him and only did a little to protect Tanjiro as well as a very grudging witness of a Serpent Pillar and why am I writing this like a court case-

Here's another important factor to how Nezuko gets off. In canon everyone dislikes (some of them at any rate) Giyuu and were very eager to have him punished and Nezuko killed, but here we have Mitsuri and Obanai as the defendants- uh, Hashira involved. Mitsuri is popular, so I feel like this would make everyone else more sympathetic to letting Nezuko live or just consider it. Obanai, not as much, but seeing how as Sanemi was the main aggressor in the canon events, I imagine he’d be pretty reluctant to throw his friend to the wolves as much as he hates demons. Also the journey to the Ubuyashiki House and summoning all Hashira would’ve taken time: time that would prove that Nezuko sleeps instead of consuming humans.

So, Nezuko and Tanjiro get off but Kagaya requests that they both become slayers to prove themselves and yadda yadda yadda. The catch is, he’s assigning Mitsuri and Obanai to do it.

(Once again we know not if Kagaya is secretly a shipper, but he said it was because a Hashira would be able to protect them both better and I don’t think any cultivator would want them.)

Mitsuri is ecstatic! Having the Kamado siblings live with her in the Love Estate is like having her younger siblings around again! You best believe this woman is treating them to six course meals (she eats twelve), shopping trips and really loves it when they come into her room for a sleepover to the point Nezuko and Tanjiro are faking reasons to just go in. A few “nightmares”, nothing much~~

Obanai, on the other hand…he’s definitely pissed off. Extremely so. But he wouldn’t disobey Kagaya and so grudgingly agrees to train Tanjiro. He’s as harsh as he was in canon, but I think at some point Obanai isn’t going to stay petty and jealous forever, and eventually warm up to Tanjiro and Nezuko’s sunny nature, probably after realizing Mitsuri just sees Tanjiro as a brother, Nezuko isn’t stealing ALL her attention, they could still hang out together alone and those precious moments he got to spend with Mitsuri a lot more.

”Aw, Obanai, that’s so sweet of you!” Mitsuri clapped her hands together, beaming at him. “I had no idea you cared about Nezuko so much!”

“…yeah, well, don’t mention it.” Thankfully his bandages covered his reddening face as he put away the wooden swords. What was Mitsuri so excited about? All he had done was to drape his haori on the sleeping demon when she suddenly dozed off in the midst of watching yet another brutal training session between him and her brother - a brother who was now being forced to run twenty laps around the Estate for even mentioning his actions.

“I know, but I can’t help it! You’re really a softie inside no matter what you say to Tanjiro!”

“What? Since when?!”

Mitsuri laughed at Obanai’s shocked expression. “Like yesterday! Tanjiro’s food was cold but he didn’t want to make a fuss at the restaurant but you went and demanded another plate, or when Nezuko shrunk and hid in my house you came over just to help us find her. Then it turned out she got stuck in one of the cupboards and you helped dig her out. Plus you’re always so nice to me too, like when you got me the socks, or offer to pay every time we go out to eat-”

“Okay! Okay! I get it, please stop, Kanroji…” Kaburamaru hissed reassuringly as Obanai quickly turned away from Mitsuri to hide his red face.

“You can call me Mitsuri, you know?” Mitsuri suddenly yanked him into a crushing hug excitedly, oblivious to Obanai’s flustered state. “Kyaaaaaaah! I’m so glad Oyakata-sama assigned us both together to train and take care of Tanjiro and Nezuko! I’ve gotten to spend so much time with my favorite Hashira - uh, wait, that’s Shinobu…so male Hashira! - and you’re actually really good with kids! I think you’ll be an amazing dad if we ever have our own kids one day!”

Silence.

“…I’MSOSORRYI’LLGOCRAWLINTOAHOLETOHIDENOW-”

“….that’s…a…nice….thought…”

“AAH, OBANAI, I MADE YOU FAINT I’M SO SORRY-”

Well, you can pretty much guess how they got together after that.

Because I’m a human and at the end of the day I’m lazy I will not elaborate and instead let your imagination run wild with how exactly they officially confessed after that night, broke it to the Kamado siblings and the rest of the Hashira and the messy details I can’t think of right now. I will, however, talk a bit more on how it changes the storyline.

Obanai eventually moves into Mitsuri’s Estate, shortly before the Final Selection (they celebrate with pancakes when Tanjiro comes back safely by the way; Obanai had a hell of a day trying to calm Mitsuri after she couldn’t stop crying worried that Tanjiro would be eaten. Now that I think of it, this might cause them both to go lodge a complaint on how the Final Selection is being run, because how exactly sending kids off to certain doom constitute as teaching? They should’ve done some other tests, one where they could monitor and guide where they did wrong and y’know, NOT MAKE ANOTHER GIYUU? (Sorry, I’m getting off track)).

There won’t be much variation for the beginning of the storyline, save for the fact Tanjiro and Nezuko have a home to return to in between for Mitsuri to cheer that they made it back and spoil while Obanai berates them for taking so long and fixes their ruined haori (I have like this idea that Obanai struggles with love language so he mainly sticks to small gestures like gifts revolving around clothes because you’ll use them every day and I dunno, if he was stuck in that cage in a house full of women he might’ve picked up a bit of sewing and figure out how to fix the holes in his loved ones’ haori?) as well as Tanjiro’s relationships with the Hashira change:

Obanai and Mitsuri aside, a major difference would be Giyuu. Tanjiro would not be developing a bond with him in this theory and honestly I feel like he would be the one to heavily advise against allowing Nezuko to live, therefore creating an enemy in Tanjiro. It doesn’t really help that’s he’s a loner whose words really don’t make sense to anyone and Obanai hates his guts, so it’ll take longer for Tanjiro to crack open his backstory and he would probably treat Giyuu like how he behaved to Sanemi in the Training Arc - “It’s okay! I don’t acknowledge you either since you didn’t want Nezuko to live.”

I’ll just skim through the rest of the Hashira before we move on. Shinobu, Rengoku, Sanemi and Muichiro would be a heck lot closer to Tanjiro and Nezuko since the four of them are on good terms with their adoptive parents, hence the Kamados would be seeing Shinobu a lot more often, cry harder at Rengoku’s death, soften Sanemi (perhaps fix his relationship with Genya?) and transform Muichiro into the silly boy we love earlier.

Do note, however, in this theory Tanjiro has mastered not one but TWO Breathing Styles and I’m sure he would then pick up Total Concentration Breathing a lot faster, so he’s definitely even more powerful in this universe. The same would apply for Nezuko, though in the sense that her physical prowess is better having been trained by two Hashira because even Mitsuri and Obanai can’t do anything about Blood Demon Art. Although, at the end of the storyline Tanjiro still learns Sun Breathing/Hinokami Kagura.

Another thing to be noted is that while I said MUCH variation that doesn’t mean there won’t be any subtle ones in Mitsuri and Obanai’s behavior and personality. I can’t really think of much for Mitsuri, other than the fact she’ll be more motherly and stuff, and probably really ecstatic that she’s finally achieved her dream of finding someone who’ll love her unconditionally and a family. I can see Tanjiro and Nezuko being really popular with her siblings as well.

For Obanai there’s a much bigger gap, as he’ll definitely mellow out and be less snarky. You know those gruff, serious dads who don’t show emotions or love easily but if you make a dumb crayon drawing from kindergarten he hasn’t taken it down from the fridge since and if some bully even implied you’re stupid they’re a goner because he’s there? Something like that for Obanai, I guess. Basically he’d be a lot less sarcastic and cutting with others and not as jealous because he knows Mitsuri is his and well…he’s not gonna admit it but he’s actually very touched when Tanjiro said he’s really glad he’s his new dad (Uncle Sanemi and Godbrother Muichiro anyone-).

BUT BUT BUT the big difference arrives on Mount Natagumo: home of Rui.

Instead of Giyuu and Shinobu arriving it’s ObaMitsu because what parent doesn’t worry about their kids, especially when they hear it’s a Lower Moon. So in this case it’s Mitsuri off to go save Zenitsu with Nezuko, whom Tanjiro had ordered to go help their surrogate mom navigate the crazy mountain and find Spider Sister, although Mitsuri is going to kill her with a lot more compassion…and leave Tanjiro to attempt to get Obanai off from stepping on the remains of Rui.

Okay, serious question, do you think Obanai would stomp on them more to be petty-

(DON’T KILL ME, I’M SORRY, I LOVE RUI AS MUCH AS THE NEXT PERSON, IF NOT MORE.)

Back to the storyline, this time round the reason Tanjiro and Nezuko are taken to yet another Hashira meeting is due to being able to celebrate the success of having finally slain one of the Twelve Kizuki. They still will go to the Butterfly Mansion, of course, most probably because their adoptive parents have missions of their own and honestly do you really trust them to be your doctor?

Anyways, aside from the little differences like it’s Mitsuri who brings her adoptive kids to the Swordsmith Village and Obanai going to the Entertainment District to go pick up his kids it’s all yadda yadda yadda, so we can pretty much guess what happens next, therefore I’ll jump straight to the two endings/outcomes that would be changed because of this theory. Depending on your mood today you can read the Bad Ending or jump straight to the Good Ending and don’t say I didn’t warn you <333 (I gotta go hide before you hunt me for the Bad Ending, ta!).

BAD ENDING:

Notice how not once did I say that Obanai and Mitsuri ever got married though?

Bwhahaha. Now I am. And you’re not going to like it.

Obanai had the ring (helped picked out by Nezuko). He had the plans (dinner made by Tanjiro; Shinobu would be babysitting the kids that night). He wanted it to be memorable when he would finally ask Mitsuri to allow him the privilege of becoming a Kanroji and probably officiate the adoption of Tanjiro and Nezuko.

But it all got shoved aside when they had to do the Hashira Training. Obanai slowly regrets waiting that long, but while he’s not an optimistic person in general he hopes that afterwards he’ll get the chance when everything is so perfectly in order. Of course Muzan took one look and thought “absolutely not” - and deposits them all into the Infinity Castle.

So it’s only in their dying moments that Obanai confesses. He can’t even put a ring on her, because she’s lost her arms.

Mitsuri said yes and asks if they’re reborn would he still marry her?

He says yes. At least they die happy. Unable to be pulled apart even in their last moments.

(Tanjiro and Nezuko ensure to carve a love poem into their headstones and bury them in wedding clothes, so at least they can be together in death.)

GOOD ENDING:

Now that Obanai and Mitsuri have SOMETHING to live here they’ll live on in this theory. Mitsuri armless and Obanai totally blind, but hey, with diligent kids like Tanjiro and Nezuko they would be well taken care of no matter what, rebuilding their family slowly.

Eventually Obanai and Mitsuri are blessed with their own kids! Five, if I remember what happened in canon, so because I’m self-indulgent let’s simultaneously rebuild the Kamado family and combine the OC children I originally made for them. Nezuko’s delighted to receive two twin younger sisters and a baby one, spending majority of her time with them doing their hair or just playing dolls (Zenitsu steaming mad because they keep stealing her attention and don’t like him). Tanjiro feels like he’s got his own siblings back again with the Kanroji’s two rowdy boys who often beg him to teach them swordsmanship and perform the Hinokami Kagura. Does Obanai gift them all tiny snakelings? Absolutely. Does any of them inherit Mitsuri’s hair? One or two, but Mitsuri’s sakura mochi is a family recipe now (I’d like to think Kotetsu somehow managed to forge a pair of mechanical arms for her).

Oh, imagine Mitsuri and Obanai at Tanjiro/Kanao and Nezuko/Zenitsu’s weddings! Mitsuri would be amazing mother-in-law for anyone and you bet your ass that she helped plan the best wedding possible for them, welcoming Kanao and Zenitsu happily into the family and perhaps being a little embarrassing for the newlyweds because she’s asking when they plan to have children or a honeymoon - sorry, she can’t help it, she’s just so excited! Obanai dislikes Zenitsu INTENSELY (he dislikes all boys near his girls, but Zenitsu the most funny enough) and makes it VERY known with glares and snide remarks; he likes Kanao better though, so he’d probably tell Tanjiro to treat her right or he’ll give him a walloping blind or not.

AND WHEN THE KIDS COME-

(exhales, clears throat, reminds myself that other people are watching) So I hope YOU cried, because I did. And I’m not totally cruel, alright! So for funsies here’s an extra snippet in which Mitsuri and Obanai reincarnate as the godparents of Tanjiro and Nezuko’s descendants:

“Are you-” The man ran his hand through his already unruly ponytail again. “Are you actually stupid? You better be. You have to be. You can’t possibly not be.”

“I’M SORRY! I REALLY AM! I DIDN’T MEAN TO POUR IN SALT INSTEAD OF SUGAR! TOKO, HELP ME!” Yoshiteru was a snotty, emotional mess as always, even more highly strung when faced with his godfather Obanai’s cold rage…especially after he made a mess of himself as usual.

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE STILL ASKING ME FOR HELP AFTER THAT!” Toko smacked her brother upside on the hand. “Don’t even associate with me right now! The cake must be disgusting, and Tojuro can only distract Sumihiko for so long before he comes to the restaurant!”

Obanai pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out another exasperated sigh. “We’re going to have to start all over again; Yoshiteru, get out of the kitchen and if I see you so much as pop your head by the door or so help me-”

“Hey, hey, Obanai, you don’t have to be so harsh! It was a genuine mistake after all!”

The pink-haired woman pulled her husband into a quick hug, pressing a quick peck to his temple that left him tomato red under his face mask. Kanata followed from behind, holding a tray of fresh baked goods and obviously bewildered by what was happening.

“Mitsuri - I told you I could handle this - you need to rest-”

“What, sit back and do nothing for my godson’s birthday?” Mitsuri pouted, rubbing her swollen belly. “I’m sure baby wants to help as well!”

“SEE? IT’S NOT SO BAD!” Yoshiteru hollered, desperately trying to escape his sister’s glowering. “Tojuro’s good, he’ll probably keep Sumihiko occupied for a really long time!”

“Oh my god, just get out of the kitchen and go help Mom and Dad set up the restaurant for his birthday party or something!” Toko gave him a powerful kick out the door.

“HEY! Aren’t the Agatsuma girls supposed to be sweet and gentle? You’re a monster!”

“A monster who can bake a cake without creating disasters!” Obanai barked.

Mitsuri laughed. Obanai could never get enough of that sound. “You’re going to be a great dad…”

“…thank you…you’ll…you’ll be a great mom…too…”

“Sorry to interrupt Iguro-san fainting again but Tojuro just called and said Sumihiko is coming back,” Kanata said matter-of-factly, shutting off his pinging phone.

“WHAT?! TOJURO THE TRAITOR-”

Yoshiteru seemed to have awakened Obanai from his near faint. “What did I say about coming back into the kitchen?!”

[luvnami]

mission critical: baby alert! - kanroji mitsuri and iguro obanai

note - 'tan' is a baby-ish way of pronouncing 'chan'. read the other baby alert fics here! more notes at the end

cw - cute baby mitsuri and obanai :3

banner - gakuen babysitters

word count - 1k+

“guro-tan! guro-tan!” mitsuri chirps. 

she chases the black-haired hashira around a low coffee table, giggling all the way. you stand a short distance away with a tray of cookies and juice. 

obanai seems nervous. his blush peeks over the top of his cheeks where his bandages stop, and kaburamaru is even more anxious as the snake slithers to hide in the opening of obanai’s black and white kimono. 

not long after being summoned to shinazugawa’s estate, your kasugai crow had once again cried out for you to depart for the love residence as soon as possible. there, you were greeted with the sight of both the love and snake hashira in their teeny tiny forms. 

thankfully, mitsuri had a housekeeper that usually looked over her precious bees, but you had recruited her in your most dire moment of need to assist you in babysitting. she was currently cooking dinner, which would be ready in a few hours. 

“kanroji, you shouldn’t run around like that. you’re going to fall-” before you can even finish chiding her, you hear a dull ‘fwump’. 

obanai stares. his eyes are blown wide as he stares at mitsuri, who had tripped and fallen face-first into the hardwood floor. kaburamaru peeks out of his kimono and flicks his tongue. 

“kanroji! are you alright?” 

you hurry to set the tray of snacks down and rush over to mitsuri’s side. you help her stand back up, noticing her glassy eyes that are full of tears. there’s a large, red bump on her forehead. it’s almost comical at how swollen it is. 

“kanroji? are you okay? does it hurt?” you soothe, rubbing her back gently. 

mitsuri nods firmly. her small hands fist the material of her kimono, desperate to not cry, especially not in front of obanai – who continues staring at her. you help mitsuri to sit on the nearby sofa. you then brush back her bangs, observing the injury.

“i’m going to go get a cold rag. can you wait here for me, kanroji?” you ask. “iguro, can you wait with her please?”

the little ones look at each other. a thousand thoughts run through obanai’s head as he thinks and thinks and thinks, but ultimately he gives you a resolved nod. you smile. 

“good, i’ll be right back.”

you close the door behind you with a soft click. inside, obanai still stares at mitsuri wordlessly. he wants to say something, but comforting words have never been his strongest point – especially not when he has the vocabulary of a one year old. mitsuri sniffles and swipes at her eyes roughly with the back of her hands. then, kaburamaru realises he must do something to urge obanai on. 

the snake prods at obanai’s cheek, trying to get his attention. he then slithers down his owner’s arm and bites the end of obanai’s sleeve, tugging him closer and closer to the snacks you had left on the table. 

obanai’s eyes light up. it takes him a bit of effort, considering how the table is almost as tall as him and his limbs are short and not the best at stealing snacks, but he puffs his cheeks up and narrows his little eyebrows in determination. 

“hmph!” 

obanai stands on the tip of his toes and reaches out with his stubby fingers, finally managing to flick a little cookie close enough for him to grab. his eyes light up and kaburamaru lets out a hiss of approval.

but now comes the most difficult part – handing the cookie to mitsuri, who had been watching obanai the entire time. she had been distracted enough by him to momentarily forget about the pain and her sniffles had long since fallen quiet. 

obanai turns, clutching the cookie in both hands. he can’t bear to look at mitsuri in her eyes. so he chooses to stick the sweet out and turn his head away from her, heart racing. 

“for me, guro-tan?” mitsuri asks. 

obanai nods, still hiding his face in his shoulder. mitsuri leans forward to grab the cookie and she giggles happily. 

“fank you, guro-tan!” 

she bites into the cookie and giggles even as crumbs fall across her lap. mitsuri kicks her little feet happily. obanai’s face turns red once again and his heart soars, almost too much for him to bear, so he’s relieved when you return to the room with some gauze and medical supplies.

you fuss over mitsuri’s injury and obanai stands close enough to watch you clean and tape a piece of gauze over her forehead, but far enough that he won’t be a bother. kaburamaru flicks the end of his tail satisfactorily. 

the rest of the day goes injury-free, thankfully, and mitsuri eats twice her body weight in omurice that her housekeeper prepared. when you finally settle them down for the night and tuck them into their beds, obanai clings onto the edge of your uniform. 

“hmm? is something the matter?” you crouch down, smoothing back his ruffled hair. 

mitsuri snores away in her own bed. you had decided to put them in separate bedrooms for… well… the impending change that would happen in the morning, but obanai seemed rather reluctant to sleep on his own. perhaps he was scared of the dark? you sit obanai down on his bed and show him the electrical bedside lamp.

“here, i’ll leave this on for you. kaburamaru will be right next to you, so you won’t be alone, alright?” you smile. 

obanai stares at the lamp, mesmerised by its warm light. he gives you a soft “okay”, then lets you tuck him into bed. you can’t help but smile, but that soon fades when you remember how scathing adult obanai could be. with both the babies tucked into bed, you head to your own room and turn in for the night. 

.

“ahhh! iguro, you were so cute!” mitsuri gushes. “you were so small and tiny, and you gave me snacks to calm me down… ahh! you’re the best!”

obanai turns away, clearly embarrassed. you were glad that the morning after had gone smoothly, sufficiently better than waking up to sanemis screaming, anyways. 

“iguro, i’ll bring you some homemade cookies next time! to thank you for today! okay, iguro? okay?”

you watch the two hashiras amble off into the courtyard for their next mission. hopefully you wouldn’t be seeing any more babies soon, though you have an odd feeling that this encounter won’t be the last…

note - which hashira do you want to see next?

[nayrring]

Obanai after getting scolded by mitsuri for mistreating tanjiro during training :

[xxlady-lunaxx]

sanemi never thought he could ever want someone so badly. he would kill to press his lips against giyuu’s, he would live every life if he got to see giyuu in each of them. he was on his knees, praying, wishing, hoping that he might just be enough for giyuu, might have a chance. he took back every time he teased obanai for his infatuation with mitsuri. he understood much more than he wished. this adoration — this pure, torturous want to be the one giyuu loved, to be the one in giyuu’s arms, to be anything for him because somehow, in some way, giyuu was everything for sanemi. he desperately needed him. he needed to be someone important in giyuu’s life. he needed to be in giyuu’s life. just giyuu and sanemi and nobody else.

[mitsvriii]

Attraction

TW’s: angst throughout half of the fic, self-doubting

Pairings: one sided! Obanai Iguro x reader, Obanai Iguro x Mitsuri Kanroji, Giyu Tomioka x reader

Word count: 1.11k (first 1k+ piece!)

A/N: Sorry if characters are ooc, this is my first time writing for them. All images are from the KnY manga.

Part 2

Tags: @imyourbrokenfridge

You knew that it was stupid. To have a crush on the Serpent Hashira of all things. He had the personality of a brick, in the kind words of Muichiro, and was only nice to Mitsuri much to your dismay. But that didn't seem to stop you from trying to get close to him.

You tried to give him bentos, tried to see if he wanted to spar with you, tried to see if he'd like to accompany you to go get some ramen...hell, you even tried to see if he wanted to sit next to you in the pillar meetings. Your tries were all in vain however, as the answer was always the same.

"Mitsuri already gave me one."

"Mitsuri and I are going to spar actually."

"Mitsuri and I already went to get ramen this morning."

"Mitsuri and I are sitting next to each other, as always. Of course you'd forget that."

No matter how many times you heard his answers, they always seemed to hurt. You never gave up though, you always ignored the sympathetic look Shinobu gave you when you went to ask her if you could give Obanai his medicine for his wounds. You ignored the look that Sanemi gave you whenever you chased after Iguro after a meeting. And poor Kyojuro having to grab your wrist and reminding you that Iguro was out with Mitsuri whenever you were searching for him.

It was pathetic to put it bluntly. Chasing after Iguro like he was the only man alive. Uzui himself had even told you it was a lost cause, but you didn't care. Because to you he was one of the prettiest people you've ever seen, his heterochromia eyes and his crow-colored hair that you knew had to be soft was just two of the features that you liked about him. If only they carried over to his personality, though.

You sighed as you shifted on the bench, trying to stop thinking about Iguro. God...why did you have to fall for the guy that already had his eyes set on someone else. And it didn't help that it was Mitsuri either. She was the perfect in your eyes, strong, sweet, beautiful, and social. Obanai must've thought so, too, or else he wouldn't act like a puppy around her.

You knew it wasn't worth it to confess, and if you did it for closure you're positive Obanai would only make you feel worse. He might not look like it at first glance, but his tongue is sharper than his katana and it cuts like it, too. If you were Mitsuri you'd confess faster than your heart could beat. But you weren't and that was the entire problem.

You thought of how everyone was telling you to stop throughout looks and actions the entire time, but you were too lovesick to see it. Kyojuro, Uzui, and Shinobu were persistent on telling you to stop. Muichiro, Samemi, and Gyomei could only sigh as they watched and listen to your conversations...even though you couldn't even call them that. They were just basic greetings and questions, nothing special.

Your brows furrowed in thought when one name didn't come to mind. Giyu didn't ever try to stop you, did he? No..he didn't. In fact, you don't think you've even seen him in the past couple of days. Did he really go away because of how you acted? You wouldn't put it past him, he once left the hashira meeting early because he had to sit next to Sanemi during it.

"Hi."

You snapped out of your thoughts and lifted your head. Speak of the devil, it was Giyu.

"Do you mind if I sit?"

"Oh um, no", you watched as he sat down, holding a bento in his hand. Was he here to comfort you or something?

"You weren't at lunch", Giyu spoke, turning to look at you, "So I brought this for you." He held out the bento for you to take, a pair of chopsticks on top on it, turning his head away shyly.

"Oh, thank you Tomioka-sama", you took the bento and chopsticks from his hands. Opening it you saw that it had your favorite dish in it. How did he know that? You don't remember telling him.

Giyu sat in silence as he watched you eat, scanning your face to see if you liked it. The way you sighed and relaxed seemed that you did. He smiled softly, although it was gone as fast as it had appeared.

"Obanai's an idiot", he spoke, still looking at you.

"What?" you turned to look at him, placing the bento down onto your lap.

"He's an idiot, and has the personality of a brick", Giyu answered, a look of what seemed to be disgust on his face.

Oh, so that's where Muichiro got it from.

"Honestly don't know what Mitsuri sees in him, he's rude to everyone but her", Giyu continued, glancing back at you, "I can't believe he didn't pay any mind to you."

"What do you mean?" You were still confused, you didn't think yourself to be interesting in anyone's eyes.

Giyu sighed before looking at you, a slight pink dusting his cheeks, "You're beautiful and kind...I don't know how anyone couldn't be interested in you."

Your mouth parted into an "o" shape as you stared at Giyu. He wasn't kidding, he thought you were worth someone's time. And did he distance himself from you because he thought that you were interested in Obanai? It would be most likely.

"Tomioka-sama...do you like me?" Although your question was simple, it got Giyu red as he looked away. He nodded his head softly, still avoiding your gaze.

You both stayed silent. You couldn't believe that the stone-faced Water Hashira could get so flustered over someone. You broke the silence.

"How long?"

Giyu turned to look at you slightly, "Four months."

Your eyes widened. Four months? You hadn't even been crushing on Obanai for that long.

"Tomio-Giyu. I think I might like you too."

As bad as it sounded your attention was brought to Giyu first. Then as you adjusted to being the Frost Hashira Obanai came to catch your gaze. Maybe it was something about black-headed people that caught your attention.

"Would you...like to go get some ramen?...To see if you'd like to do it more often?" Giyu asked, his blush fading into a pink.

"I would love to Giyu", you replied with earnest.

Giyu gave a small smile as he got up and reached out his hand, inviting you to take it. And you took it as you both walked, both of your walks a little more energetic.

[silvermarley]

Someone pls gimme the motivation to write a Obamitsu x reader fic 🙏🏻

[sapphickocho]

Obanai who has trouble eating and Mitsuri his wife, who makes the most delicious food for him, never pressures him or anything. She understands what its like. Mitsuri's food is the only food he can eat and he adores it.

[reallypleasanttree]

Mitsuri: One more meeting and then I’m free! 🎉

Obanai: Is it for the humanities fair?

Mitsuri: Yep! I’m only a little nervous  

Obanai: Your boss already approved it, right? So then there’s nothing to worry about. I’m headed into work soon. 

Mitsuri: I’ll see you when you get off 😊

Obanai: Your house?

Mitsuri: Yep! Be sure to bring the magical item for entry 

Obanai:... What?

Mitsuri: Sakura Mochi! I’ve been craving them. 

Obanai: How many? 

Mitsuri: so many!

Obanai: 1 or 2?

Mitsuri: more Please? 🥺

Obanai: Should I bring whatever is leftover at the end of the night?

Mitsuri: Yes, please! Thank you! I love you! 🤍🖤

Obanai: Love you too. 💚

Mitsuri: 🥰

[giggly-squiggily]

CANDY HERAT EVENT LETS GOOOOOOOO

obanai and mitsuri with puppy love PLEASE (romantic obviously what r u talking abt they’re married and living tgt happily 😊😊)

Slime! *runs over and hugs* I'm happy to hear from you! And heck yeah CANDY HEARTS!!! :D I love Obamitsu so much kajaekjrjkaerjk I've gotcha covered, friend!

Puppy Love- "Where are those giggles I love so much?"

It was rare for Mitsuri to be quiet.

It was even rarer Obanai being the reason for it.

“Mitsuri, please. I said I was sorry.” He pleaded gently to his silent wife, her arms crossed over her chest and her mouth in a stubborn pout. “I’ll buy you more mochi, I promise.”

The offer was tempting- he could see her start to crack. Then she raised her chin, turning away more and giving him her back with a small ‘hmph!’.

To be honest- it was quite cute. Obanai had to hold back from laughing outloud at her mannerisms. Right- fixing his mistake.

“Mitsuri..” He scooted over to her, pulling her back against his chest. Instinctively she settled into him- a sign she wasn’t truly mad. “Forgive me?”

“...Okay.” She gave in, her pout lessening as he kissed her cheek. “I’m holding you to that mochi. I was waiting for it all day!”

“I know, and I’m sorry. I hadn’t realized Kaburamaru developed an appetite for the sort.” He still couldn’t believe his snake managed to polish off the remaining treats! Before he could reassure her again, he saw her lips twitch. Seems the idea tickled her.

Hmm…

“Mitsuri…where are those giggles I love so much?” He cooed in her ear, wasting no time attacking her sides with tickly fingers. Almost immediately his wife jumped, her laughter like bells in his ear. “There they are.”

“Ohoohohobahahahani! Ahehahahaha, wahahahahhait!” She cried, cheeks turning as pink as her hair as she wriggled in his arms. “Yohoohohhou’re tehehehheherribihiihihihle!”

“You don’t mean that.” He kissed her shoulder as he moved to her stomach, nearly taking a headbutt to the nose.

“Oohohohohhof coohohohohouse I dohohohoohhon’t! Ahehahahahhaha, fihihihine, I fihoohohohohorgiihhihive youohohohu! Pleahhahahhase!” At her squeals for mercy, Obanai ceased his tickles. Little did he realize this would be his demise.

“Gotcha!” She twisted, using her strength to pin him down against their shared futon. “You’re gonna get it now, Obi!”

Send me a candy heart and I'll write a dabble for it!

[ehluuhnee]

elusive dream art for @reallypleasanttree 💓

I really love how Obanai thinks of Mitsuri w the sakura petals going about in the wind. I love them sm.

(I do not own copyrights to the song!)

[chizukimp4]

I got pestered to start editing again and here we are woopsies

[rainbowfey]

16 Yes, No, Maybe

@flufftober

Mitsuri paced from the door to the window, peeking out, then back to the door. Thoughts whirled through her head as she nervously bit her lip, wrestling her urge to backtrack. When she heard a soft knock at her door, she almost jumped out of her skin and quickly ran over, ripping the door open.

“Shinobu,” she called out, her voice trembling with relief. “You’re here! I’m so glad to see you, come in.”

And before Shinobu could even greet her, Mitsuri pulled her through the door, closing it behind her. She scurried along the hallway, her heart racing. “Would you like something to eat? Something to drink maybe? How about –“ she bubbled.

“Mitsuri, hold on,” Shinobu interrupted her with a soft laugh. “Can I at least take off my shoes first?”

Mitsuri stopped dead in her tracks and looked down. And indeed, she had dragged Shinobu along the hallway without even giving her the chance to slip out of her shoes. Blushing, she quickly let go of Shinobu’s wrist and nodded. Shinobu smiled at her and took off her shoes, diligently placing them on the shoe rack. Then, she walked back to Mitsuri and looked at her expectantly.

Mitsuri took a deep breath and led her to the living room, calmer this time. She motioned for Shinobu to sit down and while she did, Mitsuri dove into the kitchen and grabbed the plate of Sakura mochi she had prepared. She carefully placed them in front of Shinobu before she ran off again to get two glasses of water. When everything was served, she finally settled down too, sitting across from Shinobu who looked at her curiously.

“You seem nervous,” Shinobu said, tilting her head. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes,” Mitsuri replied quickly before correcting herself. “Well, no. I mean, I don’t know.”

Shinobu’s face took on a concerned expression and she reached for Mitsuri, gently grabbing her hand. “What’s the matter, Mitsuri?” she asked.

Mitsuri looked down at their hands and sighed deeply. Suddenly, she felt a bit embarrassed by the whole situation. Shinobu was a healer and regularly handled badly injured demon slayers, sometimes even fighting for their lives. And here Mitsuri was, stressing about something that had not even happened yet and that certainly was not of any significance. Well, except to her, of course.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled. “It’s not that important.”

Shinobu gently squeezed her hand. “If it’s important to you, it’s important to me too. Please tell me what’s on your mind.”

Mitsuri looked up and a wave of gratitude surged through her body. For quite some time, she had admired Shinobu from a distance, always wishing to get to know her better but their individual duties as Hashira had not given them the chance to do so. But one year ago, Shinobu had surprisingly invited Mitsuri to dinner and since then, they had grown so close that she could not imagine a life without Shinobu as her friend anymore. She smiled at Shinobu and her heart melted when Shinobu returned her smile.

“Thank you,” Mitsuri said softly. She hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. “So, I need your advice on … a situation.”

Shinobu glanced at her curiously before suddenly, a small grin appeared on her face. “Could it be that this situation is wearing … I don’t know, maybe a haori with black and white stripes? Maybe even a bandage covering, hm, half of their face?”

Mitsuri instantly blushed and her face felt hot when Shinobu laughed to herself. “Uh, maybe,” Mitsuri said, avoiding Shinobu’s gaze. Even though she had not yet officially told Shinobu about her feelings, she had the vague inkling that Shinobu might have known even earlier than she had. After all, this was not the first remark about Obanai that Shinobu made to her.

“So, let’s just say you’re right,” Mitsuri hesitantly continued, “and let’s assume that I have decided to … ask someone out on a date. How would I go about that?” Shinobu’s eyes widened and her face lit up. Her voice lost all of the tender teasing when she leaned closer. “For real, Mitsuri? You’re finally going to ask Obanai on a date? That’s wonderful!”

Mitsuri stared at the ground and her shoulders sank down. “I thought about it,” she quietly admitted. “But I don’t know whether I should do it. What if he says no?”

For a moment, the room fell silent and when she reluctantly looked up, she saw an entirely bewildered expression on Shinobu’s face. “Are you kidding me?” she asked. “Mitsuri, this man has fallen so hard for you. Why on earth would he say no?”

Mitsuri blushed and nervously wrung her hands. “Maybe he doesn’t like me that way,” she said quietly. “I just don’t think I’m brave enough to go up to him and ask him.”

Shinobu eyed her pensively before she suddenly nodded. “Well, then you’re just not going to do that.”

Mitsuri looked up in surprise. That was not the reaction she had expected, especially not from Shinobu. But then, it started to make sense. Shinobu wanted to spare her heart and that was why her advice was to not ask him out and –

“Mitsuri,” Shinobu said softly. “I’m not trying to say you shouldn’t ask him out. But you don’t have to do it face to face if you’re not ready for that yet. I have an idea what you could do instead!”

A weight fell off Mitsuri’s heart and when she leaned in curiously, Shinobu’s eyes took on a mischievous sparkle.

Mitsuri gathered all of her courage, took a deep breath and then carefully peered around the corner of the building. She sighed in relief when she saw at least a dozen demon slayers training with their katana while a slender silhouette watched them attentively. To her luck, Obanai was sitting on the edge of the well in the middle of the open space, facing away from her. The only chance he would spot her was if he noticed her from the corner of his eye. But since he was entirely focused on his trainees, this did not seem likely to her. When she was sure he had not noticed her, she turned her attention to Kaburamaru who had loosely wrapped his body around Obanai’s shoulders as usual. She cursed silently. Of course, this came as no surprise but she had hoped to catch one of the rare moments where the snake was slithering around on the ground alone.

Mitsuri straightened her shoulders and came up with a plan. She waited for a moment until the sounds of the training demon slayers grew louder, then she whistled softly. And as she had hoped, Kaburamaru’s small head turned around, searching for the source of the sound, while Obanai still watched the demon slayers. Kaburamaru’s tongue flicked as he gathered the scents from the air around him – and suddenly, his head shot up and he met her gaze with his red eyes.

Mitsuri smiled at Kaburamaru and made a small gesture with her hand, hoping that the snake would understand, before she quickly dove back into the shadow of the building shielding her from Obanai’s view, should he turn around. She sat down against the wall, her heart beating rapidly in her chest while she waited for Kaburamaru or Obanai to show up.

It took less than a minute before she heard a soft rustling. Curiously, she looked down only to see a small head peeking around the corner. “Kaburamaru!” she said excitedly and the snake flicked its tongue happily before slithering towards her.

Mitsuri held her hand out and Kaburamaru wrapped around her arm as if hugging her. When he had found a comfortable position, he looked up at her curiously, his eyes shining like rubies. While Mitsuri did not have the same bond with him that Obanai had, she knew enough about Kaburamaru to know that he was perfectly able to understand her. And for the most part, she had also learned to interpret his behavior so that it sometimes felt like they could actually talk to each other.

“I need your help, Kaburamaru,” she said quietly and the snake tilted its head, listening attentively. “I’d like to … uh, I want to ask Obanai something but I can’t do it in person.”

Kaburamaru hissed softly and she blushed before reluctantly saying, “I’d like to ask him on a date.”

At those words, Kaburamaru perked up, hissing excitedly. He nudged her with his small head and she had to laugh at his enthusiasm. “I guess that means I have your approval,” she said with a smile and Kaburamaru moved his head in a small but firm nod. “But I’m not brave enough to ask him in person. Shinobu had an idea and I’d like to do it that way. Do you think you could deliver Obanai a note from me?”

While asking, she pulled a small piece of paper from her pocket that she had curled up into a little scroll. Kaburamaru eyed it curiously and then nodded again. He gave her a soft nudge before slithering down to the ground again, looking at her expectantly. She chuckled and carefully placed the scroll on his back so that it looked like a tiny backpack. She pulled a thin pink ribbon from her pocket and gently tied the scroll to Kaburamaru’s back while he held perfectly still, watching her attentively. When she was done, she leaned down and looked at him slightly worried. “Is this okay or is it too heavy? I can take it off if you’re not comfortable!”

Kaburamaru tilted his head as if to say ‘I’m stronger than you think’ and dodged her hand when she already reached for the ribbon. His hiss sounded amused when he touched her hand with his head tenderly. Then, he slithered away quickly as if he did not want to give her the chance to change her mind. And when she watched the tip of his tail vanish between the blades of grass around the corner, her heart started beating faster again. Now, she did not have the chance to backtrack anymore. Now, it all lied with Kaburamaru as her small messenger.

Mitsuri’s palms started feeling sweaty when she crept closer to the corner again, fighting her urge to whirl around and run away so that she did not have to see Obanai’s reaction to her message. But then again, she wanted nothing more than to see his face when he read the note and this desire was even stronger. Her heart thundering in her chest, she peered around the corner again just in time to see Kaburamaru reaching the well.

Obanai turned around just a little bit and she could see the surprise in his eyes when he noticed the scroll on Kaburamaru’s back. He held his hand out and gently picked Kaburamaru up. When he had carefully untied the ribbon and taken the message, he placed Kaburamaru on his shoulder again where the snake snuggled up against his cheek, looking down at the paper in Obanai’s hand curiously. Mitsuri saw the bandage covering Obanai’s mouth moving but over the noises of the training demon slayers she could not make out what he was saying.

Mitsuri’s breath came shallow when she watched with wide eyes how Obanai slowly unfolded the scroll, a concentrated expression on his face. His eyes flickered from one side to the other when he read the words she and Shinobu had agreed on. And then, his expression hardened and he furled his brows. Mitsuri’s heart sank when she saw him shaking his head curtly before pulling a pencil from his pocket, scribbling something onto the paper. Even from where she stood, she could see his eyes darkening and his face looked unnaturally stiff when he rolled the paper up again and handed it to Kaburamaru.

Mitsuri sank against the wall, her blood rushing in her ears. Her hands started trembling when she realized the full extent of the situation. Shinobu had been wrong, they had erred, Obanai did not like her like that at all. In fact, his expression had looked more like the opposite. And now, Mitsuri had revealed to him what she felt, making herself vulnerable and complicating any joint missions that might come.

Her heart sunk when she heard the soft rustling announcing Kaburamaru’s return. She closed her eyes and reluctantly knelt down. When she opened her eyes again, Kaburamaru looked at her from his ruby eyes and for once, she was glad that he could not show her the pity he probably felt. Her chest tightened when she reached for the paper he now held in his small mouth. Her hands shaking, she slowly unfolded the paper but stopped halfway through when her question appeared.

‘Would you like to go on a date with me?’

The sight of her neat yet excited handwriting made her heart sting and while she knew which of the three squares he had ticked, she did not want to see it black on white. While discussing the plan with Shinobu, Mitsuri had hoped that Obanai would at least choose ‘Maybe’ if he did not instantly tick the square that said ‘Yes’. But only in the darkest corner of her mind had she imagined how she would feel, should he choose ‘No’. And now she knew that it stung even worse than she had anticipated.

A soft nudge made Mitsuri look up. Kaburamaru was still with her, touching her hand with his head, hissing quietly. She sighed and nodded silently before taking a deep breath and unfolding the rest of the paper. She looked up at the sky for a while and then, when she felt ready, she looked down at the paper.

Two squares were empty. The third had a thick cross in its middle and beside it, Obanai had scribbled down a few words. Mitsuri stared down at the paper for a moment before the words started to make sense.

‘Yes’, the box said. And next to it was written, in an elegant handwriting, ‘I’d love to’.

Mitsuri’s head shot up – and she met the gaze out of two eyes, one of them yellow, the other of a beautiful teal color, that looked directly at her. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the bandage moving as Obanai grinned at her, amusement sparkling in his eyes. And then, he winked at her and nodded.

Yes, I’d love to go on a date with you.

[kakushigotofanclub]

Me: I should write a cute wholesome Obamitsu happy ending AU!

My brain: Okay hear me out: it starts with Kaburamaru fucking dying

Me: WTF NO!!

[kny-hcs-that-noone-asked-for]

Mitsuri Kanroji Hcs that no one asked for!

- Pansexual :D

- Has She/Her pronouns but puts She/They in her bio to look cool & aesthetic

- likes to bake and make friendship bracelets for her friends

- Visits Senjuro in her free time

- Has at least 3 cats

- Compliments others in her head, ALL. THE. TIME.

- Her favorite types of tv shows, movies, or books are romance ones

- Probably can’t say caterpillar or synonym correctly

- Uses the 🤗 and 🌸 unironically

- Likes Doing other’s hair :D

- Probably listens to Clairo

- Flusters at any small, kind gesture made towards her

- Ships people with others in her head when bored (or even herself with others ;-;)

- Freckles <3

- Soft hair like Shinobu as well

- Spends a lot of her free time with Nezuko, Shinobu, Tengen, Rengoku, or Obani.

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Obanai hated the phrase ‘I love you.’ It was never spoken with sincerity. ‘I love you,’ as a blade carved through his jaw. ‘Because I love you,’ as he was thrown in the cell once again, vulnerable and attacked. ‘She loves you,’ as ‘she’ drank his blood. Nothing but white lies. Nothing but a sugar coating over a ball of mud, feeding it to him, smiling as he choked. So it took him a while to accept it when Mitsuri told him she loved him.

He trusted her, truly. With all his life. But he couldn’t believe that it was sincere. No doubt, she’d take it back. It was a joke. She would find someone better than him one day, leave him behind. He wouldn’t be anything more than a vague memory in that beautiful mind of hers. Because she was so much more than him—because he could never be truly loved. Right?

But Mitsuri loved him. She said so. She said it with such sincerity. She said it while holding him in her arms, speaking quietly. As if it were their little secret. How much they loved each other. How much she loved him. As if it were just between them, as if they were the only people in the world—as if all her love, all of it, was… all for him. Only for him.

Because she loved him.

Truly.

[technicallypleasant]

Hi!

Do you think you could write some Obamitsu fluff?

Its alright if you can't, tho♡

Sorry that this is late! I got injured, so I couldn't post for a while. :(

I'll still definitely do it, though!

P.S. - The ending of Kny killed me!!! They deserved so much better.

Obanai is definitely a jealous boyfriend. Maybe it's his insecurity about his face... So if Mitsuri ever saw him without it, she'd definitely leave, right? But right now, her facial expressions show everything but disappointment. Her warm smile, accepting eyes... He should be seen as a monster. His scar was only ever a reminder, a reminder of the demon and the cult. He hated it, so he covered it. Why did she... like it?

Her fingers tracing over the scar near his mouth, caring as ever, no trace of fear or anger... just love. But, how'd he get here? Well, that doesn't matter, now. All he cares about is her support. So, when she begins to speak, he feels a little nervous. Will she voice her dislike? Why was she so kind to him? "Obanai, it's so..."

He gulps in anticipation, waiting for her to say she's uncomfortable, or maybe she'd say it's ugly? But he doesn't think Mitsuri would ever do anything hurtful to him. It was kind of comforting. "...Beautiful." She smiled, finishing her sentence at last. It was then that he realized how beautiful she looked. Her green eyes glowed in the morning sun, her long, multicolored hair, her beauty marks, everything about her, so beautiful.

Now, Obanai has always noticed these things, but right now, with her smiling like that at him, making him feel wanted...

He spoke up, voice cracking slightly, "You.. You're not uncomfortable?" Mitsuri knew he was insecure, and due to her kind nature, she'd obviously never lie or hurt anyone. This was no different, except, unlike for anyone else, she truly loved him. They both loved each other, but this moment specifically brought them even closer.

Mitsuri smiled reassuringly at him, letting him know that everything he thought at that moment was true. "Of course not." She confirms, letting him slowly embrace her.

They hugged each other tightly, cuddling until, eventually, they'd have to separate for missions.

Was it rushed?? A little. Oh, and I'm way off my schedule because I had to go to the hospital. I'll try to catch up!!

Anyway, hope you enjoyed it!

That's all, bye!