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meowzfordayz · 2 years ago

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relationship headcanons

Author’s Note: m’a tad rusty writing non-Modern-au heh. 😅

relationship hcs

Agatsuma Zenitsu x Reader, Kamado Tanjirou x Reader, Kanroji Mitsuri x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Sabito x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader

Word Count: ~3,800

CW: explicit language, mild sexual content, traumatic references

Emergency Request Fulfilled: If it's okay, can I request dating headcanons for Tanjiro, Kanao, Zenitsu and Mitsuri

Suggestion Fulfilled: Could you do Sabito, giyuu, Kyojuro, And Mitsuri relationship hcs? Just how would they be in a relationship, how you headcannon them to be.

~faqs~

VERY clingy

“Zenitsu, you know you can’t sleep here.”

Meanwhile, he’s fake snoring atop your kakebuton

“Seriously.”

*cue extra loud fake snoring*

“It’s,” voice lowering as your face warms, “Indecent.”

“So marry me,” he mumbles, not entirely conscious, “Then it won’t be indecent.”

😃😃😃

“... Zenitsu.”

“Hm?”

“That wasn’t my point,” at all you tack on silently

😴😴😴 <— he’s back to pretending

*sigh*

“If you want to sleep here, then fine.”

Zenitsu sits up immediately, eyes wide, cheeks burning, already scooting over to make room for you

“-I’ll just go sleep in your room.”

☹️☹️☹️ <— sad boi

11/10 a worrywart

Circles under your eyes?

He’s offering you cucumber slices, patting his lap, insisting you lie down for a nap Right! Now!

Bruises on your skin?

He’s jutting accusing fingers at each and every one, “Where did this come from?!” and, “You promised you’d be careful!!” and, “Does it hurt? I can kiss it better!” and, “If a demon did this, then I’ll kill them, again!!!!!”

Bc Zenitsu would never accidentally insult you by implying that you couldn’t do your job right the first time

Well, half right

Minus points for getting bruised injured 😡

Tears in your eyes?!

He’s pressing kisses to your eyelids before you can blink

Thumbs smoothing your eyebrows

Forehead pressing warmly against yours

And no, he does not give a single fuck about whether you’re in private or public

Constantly bragging about you… emphasis on C O N S T AN T L Y

“Nice effort Inosuke, but [y/n] would be faster.” 🤗

“Admirable attempt Tanjirou, but [y/n] would be more efficient.” 😁

“Thanks for the meal Aoi, but [y/n]’s cooking is even more flavorful.” 😋

“Uzui-sama, did you know [y/n] is flashier than you?” 💀

Zenitsu doesn’t mean to pick fights 🙃

—Bless Uzui Tengen for not obliterating him right then and there 🥴

He’s just obsessed w/ you 😌

The softest boyfriend

Obvi not his muscles 😏

—Sry not sry, I’m a sucker for Tanjirou’s abs 🥰

But his voice?

Tanjirou def has a talking-to-my-partner voice, and then his normal voice 😂

As well as a talking-about-my-partner-to-others voice, which is somewhere in between

The pressure of his touch?

He always embraces, caresses, jostles you w/ the perfect firmness

Enveloping, steady hugs when he’s missed you; delicate, attentive fingers stroking your cheek as you wake up; playful, almost-too-strong nudges while you walk in the rain together (apologizing profusely after he inevitably shoves you into a puddle 😬)

How gently, honestly, his gaze settles on you?

—HOW DO I EVEN DESCRIBE THIS?! 😭

It’s The Look™

The Look™ where it’s hard to discern if he’s melting, or you’re melting, prompting lovey-dovey-gagging noises from Inosuke and/or Zenitsu

The Look™ that flashes across your vision before you fall asleep every night, moonlight’s chill a little warmer as you smile faintly

The Look™ of relief as you blink up at him, cradled tenderly to his chest, blood sticky on your clothes, “[y/n]!” as pain wracks your body, “You’re badly injured,” ignoring your feeble, lighthearted eye roll, Well duh on the tip of your tongue, “Don’t talk, I’ve got you,” The Look™ returning in full force, “I’m here.”

A lil dumb clueless, in an endearing way ofc ☺️

110% took ~forever for your relationship to officially start, bc he could’ve sworn you simply considered him a friend

Like, he unintentionally friendzoned himself 😶

😔 <— Tanjirou, sad that he would never get to share the butterflies in his stomach w/ you

😒 <— you, contemplating extreme measures, bc apparently calling your time together dates wasn’t clear enough

“You’re moping, Monjiro,” Inosuke grunts

“Moping? I’m fine!” 😁💔

“Bad date?” Zenitsu asks, nodding sympathetically

“No?” Tanjirou’s head tilts, “I always enjoy my time with [y/n].”

🤨 + 🤨 = Inosuke looking at Zenitsu, looking at Inosuke, looking at Zenitsu: Do we tell him?

“Tanjirou,” Zenitsu begins slowly, “Do you know what a date is?”

“I think so…?”

“It means you’re hanging out,” huffing impatiently as Tanjirou’s eyebrows express greater confusion, “Romantically.”

“Romantically?” Tanjirou murmurs, mostly to himself

“Even I knew that!” Inosuke declares, smirking proudly

Amazing space heater

—I’ve hc/wrote about this before, and I’ll hc/write about it again 🔥

Tanjirou’s toasty

From holding your hand(s) to walking w/ you snuggled into his side

He does his best to keep the shivers away ❄️

When you’re by yourselves/among close companions, he’ll happily offer you his lap, a piggyback ride, or the occasional kiss to whichever part of your face appears coldest (usually your nose)

His not-so-guilty pleasure is when you get paired on missions, and he gets to sleep w/ you

Not sex necessarily, but the intimate tangle of your limbs seeking his heat, cool fingertips raising goosebumps on his skin as you cling to his shoulders, his arms, his torso, his hips

“Do you mind?” you’d asked once, sensitive to his nearly invisible flinch as your freezing lips kissed his delightfully warm neck

“Not at all,” he’d immediately assured you, sincerity bright and soothing, “I like this,” a beat, and then a shy whisper, “I like you.”

—... I may’ve been a tad ambitious w/ how I formatted these hcs overall, but oh well 🤪

Queen of Snacks

For you, and for herself

Hanger isn’t ~the greatest thing in the world 🥴

Not to mention she feels guilty every time you buy her food

Which, obvi you’re willing to do

But at the very least, “Let me pay you back?” 🥺 “Please, honey?”

Her puppy eyes do not work on you

You’d rather hear her laugh than her stomach grumble

Besides, you felt hungry too, so two birds w/ one stone 😋😋

Point being, packing multiple snacks on her person becomes second nature

Loving you is first, btw 🥰

*insert intrusive thought about Mitsuri hiding candies between her breasts* 😏

Not to be repetitive (about food), but: who needs a stereotypical man when they have Mitsuri ????? 😌

—Yes, my partner finishes my leftovers, and yes, I’d be more than happy to have my partner AND Mitsuri finishing my leftovers 😉

When you’re celebrating a successful mission aka eating out together, you have free rein to try literally whatever catches your eye on the menu

Knowing nothing’ll go to waste takes the pressure off feeling gluttonous, and you get to fully appreciate the luxury of a night out on the town

Somewhat of a tangent, but if you have any allergies/eating restrictions, Mitsuri does not forget

If you’re anxious about ordering/informing staff, then she’s got your back

Will repeat herself until she’s 1,000% sure the kitchen understands

And gosh forbid if anyone fucks up

Or hospitalizes you

#riperoni you and the establishment 🙃

Gives THE BEST massages

While she’s a natural w/ firmer styles 💪

She can absolutely put you to sleep w/ the most calming, gentle rub

Stamina through the roof; will massage you for hrs if you fall asleep/forget to ask her to stop

Yk when you ask your partner for a shoulder massage, and they last ~2 mins? Mitsuri would never 😤

Has learned a ton of techniques from various village healers

And has quite the collection of lotions and oils

If you have sensitive skin? She’s got something for you

If you have a fave scent? She’s got something for you

If you’d rather be the masseuse? She’s got 0 complaints

—Now imagine Mitsuri massaging your neck + shoulders after a long session of writing fanfiction… 😍😂

Lowkey hoarder, but only w/ things relating to you

Kyojuro’s sentimental

Beneath his confident, steady demeanor rests a softer, more pliant layer

He doesn’t strip down to this layer too often, but stores his favorite memories and mementos within it

You take up most of its storage

+ Senjuro & Ruka 🥺

From a spontaneously commissioned portrait (he’d thoughtfully left to find + buy lunch—then proceeded to feed you—while you sat ~mostly still for almost 3 hrs) 🎨

To the exact pitch of your laughter, weight of your footsteps, and feeling of your lips when you’ve been away from each other for more than week

He cherishes both physical and mental reminders and keepsakes of your brilliance

If you write him letters, then he will and does store them in a box

That he not-so-subtly got you to paint for him

“My love?”

You look up from your half written mission report, smiling faintly, “Hm, Kyo?”

“Could you paint this for me?” box eagerly displayed in his palms

Blinking, you squint at the item, “Huh?”

“Please?”

“... of course,” confusion splayed across on your face, even as you willingly accept his request, box placed gently on the corner of your desk, a warm kiss pressed to your hair

“Thank you.”

Runs a tight ship when it comes to housekeeping

If you don’t wash a dish quickly enough? He’s on it

If your laundry begins piling up? He’s on it

If you can see dust, dirt, or debris on the floor? You can’t 🤨

Kyojuro doesn’t mean to interrupt your autonomy, nor imply that you’re slacking

But he’s just go-go-going

And if you’re not up to par, then he’ll take your turn for you

Ofc, if you communicate otherwise, then he’s respectful of your needs

And if your housekeeping standards drastically differ, then he’s never resentful

But living together = many compromises 😅

Unless you’re just as tidy as him, and “just as tidy” = sweeping the entire house multiple times per day 🧹

Kyojuro Away on a Mission = Brace Yourself for a Cleaning Storm When He Returns

He’s assured you repeatedly that It’s me, not you, so you don’t take it personally anymore

But sometimes you fuck w/ him

“Kyo, you missed a spot!” pointing frantically at the kitchen counter

“WHERE?!!!”

“Kidding.” 😃

(dw, he’s well natured about it 😆)

Early riser, and LOUD

—Usually, I read fanfics w/ Kyo hced as a considerate early riser; I’ve def hced him this way myself too

—But for the fun of going against the grain, I present to you: inconsiderate-early-riser-Kyo

Don’t feel like waking up w/ the sun?

Too. Fucking. Bad. 💀

Oh he tries to be quiet — it breaks his heart a lil every time he accidentally rouses you

But if the kakebuton’s sprawled, then he simply can’t resist attempting to retuck you in

And if you’re drooling, then he simply can’t resist wiping your face w/ his thumb

And if you’re looking especially precious (aka 24/7), then he simply can’t resist kissing your forehead, your nose, your cheeks

Maybe you’re a deep sleeper, and those actions wouldn’t wake you

But how about his earsplitting screeches when he stretches + yawns? Plural screeches, bc 1 stretch + yawn isn’t ever enough

Again: he tries to keep quiet, but then he feels like he might explode, and out spills the EEEEYAAAAAAAAHOOOO 🥱🥱🥱

Kinda like trying to resist yawning after watching someone else yawn — very! Difficult!

You’re generally ¾ asleep, so it’s not too bothersome

But some mornings, I just wanted to sleep in 😭 is evident in how your eyes narrow, unintelligible grumble building in your chest

“I am so sorry!” 😖

“Go away,” you pout, grumpily avoiding his apologetic gaze

Depending on his pending duties, he’ll either graciously exit the bedroom (to go grunt and yell and sweat aka train in the yard), or set aside his typical routine to cuddle you back to sleep — and then wait until you’re ready to start your day

—Disclaimer that I haven’t read the manga, so my understanding of Sabito’s pretty limited 😅

A bickerer

Bickerer as in, Sabito constantly teases you, picks “fights” w/ you, and is generally A Nuisance™

He knows and respects your limits, ofc, but randomly tugging your earlobe, ~accidentally pushing you into a bush, and other such shenanigans are just too fun to resist 😃

Pardon my straying from Taisho Era aka canon for a sec, but in Modern Au he’d be the type to ask you all of the controversial questions

You’re about to drift off to sleep, and he’s like, “So, my darling, is cereal a soup?”

His worst habit is “arguing” w/ you mid demon fight 💀

Obvi he keeps his mouth shut if it’s a stronger demon—he doesn’t actually want to distract you or put you in harm’s way—but if it’s a relatively weaker demon?

He’ll start a vigorous debate about how Water Breathing is clearly superior to your own style

And if you also use Water Breathing?

“Sabito, I literally use Water Breathing!” 😐

“Okaaay, but Water Breathing is still superior.” 😌

Doesn’t matter if you decapitate the demon before he does

“I dealt more total damage than you.”

“But I struck the killing blow.” 😐

“It’s the journey that matters, not the destination.” 😌

Balances his competitiveness w/ praise

If you’re alone, then hell yeah he’s besting your ass 😎

But if you’re training/fighting w/ others?

His steady stream of insults turn to compliments and encouragement

(to reemphasize: it’s not that he’s mean or ungrateful in private — he’s just the epitome of “teasing/bothering someone bc you like them”, and he will back off if you ask/he can sense that you’re not participating equally in the banter)

You could steal his kill, and he’d grin proudly while scanning you for wounds, chest puffed, eyes glinting 😍

“Did ya guys see that? Isn’t my darling incredible?” twirling you in his arms as soon as he’s certain you’re alright

Also appreciates receiving praise, albeit he’d never admit it aloud

You’re aware most of his boastfulness comes from fear of failure — fear of being able to protect you, or anyone

“Thank you for saving me today,” you murmur, breath warm on his neck, body tangled gently w/ his

“Don’t be so stupid,” he grunts, eyes closed tightly, lungs constricting

Ignoring his gruffness, you smile lightly, the familiar movement against his skin soothing his pulse, “You’re amazing, you know? I suppose sometimes Water Breathing can be superior.”

Harsh laughter wraps around you, his eyes opening as he finally melts into your embrace, voice rough and devoted, “If it saves you, then it’s better than anything.”

Buys you souvenirs while on missions/traveling

Nothing too expensive, gaudy, or impractical

His way of saying I missed you since he’s usually too preoccupied/impatient to write to you

Doesn’t usually care if you regift them, bc sometimes he really wasn’t thinking before buying (i.e. buying something you already owned, something you’d previously mentioned disliking, etc) — he simply had only you on his mind at the time

If he puts genuine consideration into a purchase, then he tells you 🎁

Also lets you know where he’s headed, so you can request specific items that may be difficult to obtain normally

Something to note: he won’t return home until he’s acquired aforementioned specific item(s), which is very sweet 🥺, buuut be careful requesting anything too rare/tricky, bc he’d rather be significantly delayed than come back empty handed

—Whereas I assume you’d prefer he come home sooner rather than later 😝

Protective

Sanemi knows you’re capable of looking out for yourself

But he also knows you shouldn’t have to

You shouldn’t have to go on solo missions, leaving him to ponder whether you’ll return to him whole, if at all

(he recognizes the hypocrisy of this, but dreads the separation and misses you nonetheless)

You shouldn’t have to strip yourself, especially not when your eyes are exhausted, fingers visibly trembling, moonlight so dim you seem to be getting more tangled than undressed

(he knows you dislike falling asleep in your clothes, waking up feeling wrinkled and disheveled)

You shouldn’t have to buy your own meals, change purse unnervingly quiet, muscles strong and determined even as fatigue and hunger are evident in your gait

(he resists forcing his salary on you, instead cooking and delivering meals to your main residence when his duties allow)

You shouldn’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, and although he knows you’ll insist every time that This is what I want, he also knows when you’re too frayed to notice yourself

“Let me do this for you,” are Sanemi’s magic words, uttered soft as his scars shining gently before you, deft fingers navigating through your attire, practiced ease rendering you boneless, his task becoming only slightly harder as you lean fully into his chest

“M’tired,” you whisper, confession cutting shallow across his skin, “Thank you for looking out for me.”

“I can stay,” he murmurs, an intimate gesture, yours to take or leave

Humming drowsily, you nod once, head swaying as his smooth scent envelops you, warm hands guiding you until you’re horizontal, solid body pressed to the curve of your spine

“Thank you,” you mumble, unconsciousness hovering calmly above you

You never hear his You’re welcome, tucked delicate and permanent into your nape, lavender eyes gradually closing as your heartbeat slows to a familiar, restful pace

—... can you tell that I adore him? 😭🤍

The first to piss you off, and the first to apologize

While he can be wonderfully attentive, he can alllso be not-so-wonderfully rude 🙃

A lot of his brashness goes over your head

Not that it doesn’t register, but that you take it in stride bc—to an extent—he is who he is

But he can be condescending, impatient, High & Mighty one moment, An Absolute Child the next, overbearing, snide, dense as fuck, and hopeless as fuck (synonymous, but not the same)

He gets The Important Things™ right, but hell if he isn’t high maintenance 🥴

A lot of him pissing you off is indirect in that he treats you fine, but others… not so much 😬

“Sanemi, that was not okay!” your hands waving in a flurry of exasperation

Raising an eyebrow, he deadpans, “What did I do?”

“You can’t demand a fight to the death just because someone mispronounced my name!”

Smiling dangerously, he shrugs, “I disagree.”

“Sanemi!!!!!”

“Should I apologize?”

Exhaling raggedly, you smack his shoulder, eyes rolling, “We’ve already been kicked out.”

“I’m sorry we didn’t get to finish our lunch.”

You snort, poking his cheek, fondness slowly replacing the sharpness in his grin, “Whatever.”

“Are you still hungry?”

“Will you behave?”

“Who knows.”

“SANEMI.”

Forgets how to breathe when you wear something new

Yeah, yeah, he’s a Hashira — he doesn’t literally forget how to breathe

—C’mon, it’s figure of speech 😆🤓

He isn’t shallow either, and prefers you to feel comfortably dressed over anything

But, w/ the life he (and you) leads, there aren’t many opportunities for indulgent clothing

A demon’ll shred your shirt if you’re careless, no matter how fancy ☹️

So getting to see you not in uniform?

🤯🤯🤯

Compliments aren’t his area of expertise

But his uncharacteristic blush is plenty, admiration concealed behind a slew of inappropriate, nervous questions

“Where’d you get that?”

“Why’d you get that?”

“Do y’know how impractical that is?”

“That looks uncomfortable.”

“Do I know you?”

“How much was that?”

“Where’re you going in that?”

“Is-”

“Sanemi.” 🙄

“What?”

“Do I look nice?”

He gulps, practically glaring at you as he mutters, “Nice? You look fucking beautiful,” stepping closer, lowered whisper in his throat, “You’re always beautiful.”

Keeps his promises

A caveat being, ofc, that Giyuu rarely promises anything

But when he does, you trust him

From promising he’ll be beside you when you wake, to promising he isn’t pretending to laugh at your joke, he’s sincere in a melancholy, gentle way

Sometimes he’ll even promise himself

I promise I’ll be on time

I promise I’ll eat dinner

I promise I’ll bandage these wounds

I promise I’ll survive this

… so maybe those are still promises made w/ you in his heart

But if they mean he returns to you intact, then do the semantics really matter? 😅

“I promise to marry you,” he whispers, fixated on the movement beneath your eyelids, wondering what, if, you’re dreaming about, “If that’s what you want, then someday, someday we can share that,” chest heavy, “I promise to protect you,” to not drown or lose myself

Moonlight his only witness as he kisses your forehead, sleep far from his horizon as he ponders the weight of his desire, the frail hope in his promise — his determination to see it through

Not huge on PDA

He may not be the most physically affectionate (in public), but his attraction and commitment to you is unmistakable

Whether you’re wearing his haori; walking on the far side from the road, his body bumping occasionally against yours; or all too aware of his consistent, rhythmic glances — his heart’s anchored to yours

If physical affection is important to you, then he’s content to hold your hand, and won’t shrug you off if you decide to latch lightly onto his arm

“You’re cold.”

“N-no.” 🥶

“We might be waiting a while.”

“That’s f-fine!” 🤧

Giyuu watches you for a moment, blinking snowflakes from his lashes, a quiet sigh swallowed by the winter chill, “Come here.”

Your eyes widen, “A-are you sure?”

“I promise.”

Before he can change his mind—he wasn’t planning on it—you tuck yourself into his stoic heat, satisfied smile revealing your chattering teeth as his arms wrap around your back, chin grazing the top of your head

“Hold me as tightly as you’d like,” he murmurs, worry ebbing from his brow as your trembling gradually subsides, “Stay here.”

Doesn’t believe you’re alive until he can see you w/ his own eyes

—I’m exhausted 😴 (currently 3am for me; been a while since I stayed up late writing a fanfic 🤪)

Keeping tabs on mission timelines isn’t easy, and relying on his gut isn’t Giyuu’s preferred method of communication

But letters can be delayed, or intercepted, so in short: you both try your best

If more than a month passes w/o you running into each other at his estate—or you leaving him a note—then his fear creeps in

And if he receives any news of you being injured, then he’s off to The Butterfly Estate asap 😓

Which, when your injuries are relatively minor, can lead to further miscommunication — you return to his estate while he’s frantically making his way to where he thinks you still are 🤭

However long it takes, the knot in his chest grows tighter and mangled, wisps of your presence stroking the urgency in his legs, running from location to location in search of your laughter

Bc you almost always laugh when he finally finds you—or you find him—relief palpable on his tongue as he kisses you firmly

“You missed me?” you giggle softly, nipping at his bottom lip

“You came back,” is his hushed reply, to me hanging silent between you

“I always want to come back to you,” you assure him, swallowing thickly at the stubborn heartache in his stare, “I love you.”

Touching his nose to yours, he sighs warmly, fear melting with every word spilling alive and well from your mouth, “And I love you.”

—I DID IT !!!!! 🥳 #now to place bets on whether or not I make it to my class(es) tmro aka today 💀