#sanemi also killed their father FUCK WITH ME

[tanjir0se]

Is the world ready for my Sanemi conspiracy theory? Should I include it in Love Me Mercilessly? Is it time for me to speak my truth?

[kyokutsu-sama]

Headcanons| They protecting you from someone who's messing with you

Characthers: Sanemi, Kyojuro, Tengen, Hotaru, Akaza

A/n: I remember making one of these for the Bleach characters and I decided to make one for KNY too. How to be loved by a protective man like them😮‍💨

Tw: a lot of swearing, violence

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Sanemi :

I think it's no surprise that he's overprotective and jealous. And when it comes to you, he can't help but show this side of him. When he goes somewhere with you, his hand is always on your waist. He also likes to put his arm around your shoulders. Sanemi just wants to make it clear to everyone there that you're not alone. One time you were walking to his house when you crossed paths with Maeda (the pervert who was, unfortunately, in charge of sewing the uniforms). And also the one that Sanemi made him piss his pants out of fear. "Y/n, it's really nice to see you. I'm glad I saw you, I wanted to ask if you wouldn't like to wear a new uniform?" He suggested but you already knew what he used to do and you just shook your head "No, mine is still good. Besides, I already have someone to sew my uniforms." "But seriously, I can make you a wonderful one." He took a few steps towards you trying to shorten the distance and you shivered a little, feeling insecure around him. "You just need to give me the one you have and I'll make you a new model." "I already said no, I don't want it and now get out of the way, I need to go because I have things to do." You tried to get out of there but he stood in front of you, preventing you from passing "But why didn't you just--" He was about to finish his sentence when a loud, authoritative voice appeared and pushed him to the ground "What the fuck is your problem, you freak?! Are you fucking deaf or something, huh? Didn't you hear what she said? She said a fucking no, don't you understand or do you want me to explain it to you better with my punches?" Sanemi said, with clenched fists ready to beat the shit out of him and you looked at him, surprised that he had appeared so suddenly The kakushi turned to see the hashira's mad face, his bulging veins and his bangs slightly disheveled. He was really scary when he was out of his mind. "Nemi, please, there's no need for this. I think he already got it." You held his arms, trying to calm him down, but he insisted on giving him one last warning "I've already warned you once about this shit, but now I'm going to warn you for the second and last time." He left your side and lifted him off the ground, holding him by the collar with just one hand. Maeda was shaking in his boots in fear of Sanemi. "If you ever mess with my girlfriend or another girl again, I'll cut your head off like I do to demons, you understood, you piece of shit?" Sanemi yelled at him "Yes, yes please, I do. Don't kill me, please!" The man begged and Sanemi threw him to the ground again, watching him cower in fear "Get the fuck out of my sight." The hashira ordered, and the man disappeared in seconds You looked at Sanemi, and he turned to you, with a softer look now. He didn't want you to be afraid of him for acting so aggressively. He did not want to be like his father in any way. "Did he do something to you?" "No, he was just saying he wanted to make me a uniform, but I refused. I know what he was going to do." "Good, I don't want to see that stupid pervert near my girl." Sanemi said, hugging you that made you feel safer and calmer now "You scare me more than the demons when your mad, you know?" You joked and he pulled away to look at your face "I'm just protecting what's mine. I didn't want to scare you, but you know that guy gets on my nerves." "I know, I know, my love." You hugged him

Kyojuro:

Our beloved Kyojuro is a cinnamon roll for everyone, but he is also fair and protective of everyone around him. Especially you, his wife. He's not the jealous type, but when he sees someone crossing the line, he can intervene without having to make a scene. One time, you were going out to dinner, since this man is always hungry because his stomach has no bottom. Once inside the restaurant, you two were talking when you started to notice a man at the next table behind Kyojuro, was staring at you. At first, it didn't bother you, but it only got worse when he started making suggestive expressions at you and even signs, which made your blood boil. Kyojuro only realized it when he got up to go to the bathroom but you held his hand, stopping him. "Is everything okay, honey?" He asked, sitting down again, seeing you with an uncomfortable look "Kyo, that guy in the back is staring at me and it's making me uncomfortable with some of the gestures he's making." You explained and he changed his expression to a more serious one, which was unusual for a man full of joy like him He was a very good person, but messing with the people he loves. That's crossing his boundaries. Kyojuro looked back and saw the man turn his face away, pretending he wasn't doing anything. "Don't worry, my dear. I'll take care of it." Kyojuro held your hand and smiled at you before getting up The flame Hashira went to the table of the man who was alone and placed both hands on the table, bringing his face closer to the man who had been caught off guard by Kyojuro's intimidating presence. Kyojuro was not at all happy with his disgusting attitude. "My friend, my wife didn't like your disgusting attitude and neither did I, so I'm going to be direct with my words. Either you stop looking and making those gestures now or I'm going to have to take action and put an end to this in a way that neither you nor I will like, do you understand?" He warned with his eyes wide open in the man's direction, showing that he had no problem ending it right then The man was so flustered by the warning and by his nerves due to the intense gaze of the Flame Hashira that he almost fainted on the spot. He really regretted doing that in that moment. "I-l'm sorry, p-please, I don't even know what went through my head. I apologize to your girlfriend and to you for this. I'm leaving now, I won't cause any more problems. Please, I'm so sorry for this." The guy said completely shaking in fear and with his hands raised in surrender "Well, I also think you should leave, you've already ruined our night enough." Kyojuro said and the man ended up leaving the place You were sitting and smiling at your man's courage for protecting you and for having dealt so well with that idiot without having to make a scene. "See? It's already settled. He left and won't mess with you anymore, my dear." Kyojuro said, approaching the table and smiling at you "I really appreciate that. You're amazing, love." "Anything for you." He winked. "Well, I'm going to the bathroom, but you know, if anyone else here messes with you, scream and I'll come running." He warned and you laughed "You're an idiot, Kyo." "Your idiot."

Tengen:

As flashy as ever, Tengen is always ready to protect his wives. And any idiot who messes with them will have to deal with him. He would never share his wives with anyone, much less with someone who has no extravagance whatsoever. One night, you, Tengen and the other three wives were going out to the club to enjoy his night off. It wasn't every day that this man had days off, so they had to be well spent, and here you were. There were a lot of people together having fun too. Some were drinking, others were dancing, you and Makio decided to go to the dance floor after getting some drinks while the Suma and Hinatsuru stayed with Tengen by the drinks counter. But the sound hashira always kept his eyes on the two of you, even from afar. You and Makio were having fun when an idiot came up to you two (probably already drunk) and started wanting to dance with you, but you both frowned at him like🤨 "So, how about I join in and dance with you, beautiful girls?" He said laughing. "With bodies like that, it would be a waste to just watch." "And with a dirty, shit-filled mouth like yours, it would be a waste to just watch without wanting to punch it" Makio bite back, before throwing the drink in his face. "Get a life, you pervert!" "Bitch, you're going to pay for---" Just as the man was going to raise his hand to her, Tengen appeared with the other two and grabbed his wrist, scaring the man just by his presence since the Hashira was much taller than him "Messing with other people's wives isn't flashy, you know? Besides, I doubt they'd want anything to do with a jerk like you and so you know, those four girls you see here are all mine, so get lost." Tengen pushed the man away and laughed at him, mockingly "Well, it looks like the mood has been ruined now." Makio crossed her arms "Yeah." You agreed "Don't worry, girls. There's no shortage of clubs on this street out there. Why not go to another one? The night is just beginning." Tengen suggested "And what if another crazy guy messes with us?" You asked, and he gave you a little smile "Don't worry, my dear, I'll make sure they know their proper places. I always promise to watch your back, that's what I'm doing, right?" He kissed your forehead and caressed your cheek. "Okay, let's go have fun somewhere else, my dear wives."

Akaza:

Our Akaza is the true protector of ladies (he has my respect for that.) If he sees someone messing with you or trying something, heads will roll and blood will flow. He broke Douma's jaw many times and even ripped off his limbs just because he simply mentioned your name. "Akaza-dono, why are you always so violent?" Douma smiled at him even after he had ripped off one of his arms "Say her name again and I'll rip your head off." Akaza threatened with a dark look That threat applied not only to the demons around him but also to the humans on the surface you walked on. Anyone who laid a finger on you could be considered a dead man. One time you were walking home late and as a precaution you looked back and saw a man chasing you who seemed suspicious. "Don't you think it's too late to be out here alone, girl?" The man said and you stopped for a moment, turning to him. "You know that a lot of bad things could happen to you on your way home." The man said with a scary smile, he seemed to be drunk by the way he slowly staggered towards you

You took a few steps back until you decided to run away from him. The man managed to grab your wrist and you looked back scared of the individual.

"Let me go now!" You pulled your wrist and pushed him back but it didn't stopped him "Don't you understand yet? I'm not going to let you run a--"The guy didn't have a chance to finish his sentence when a strong, calloused fist passed through him and separated his head from his neck. A fist that worked like a knife so sharp that it cut just by looking at it. You screamed when you saw the agonizing scene of the man's head on the ground and his neck forming a pool of blood. You were shaking so much and so scared that you didn't even realize it was Akaza who was there. For a moment he felt guilty for having used so much violence in front of you but there was no other choice. He would never let anyone hurt you. He couldn't contain himself, that bloodthirst and anger at seeing you in danger consumed him and he wouldn't let it go unnoticed. He couldn't let someone smile at the expense of your suffering. He came closer and knelt down next to you, who were sitting on the floor and curled up. His hand passed over your head, stroking your hair, and you shivered when you felt that touch. A touch as soft as velvet, it didn't even seem like those hands could kill so quickly and in such a bloodthirsty way. You looked up slightly and saw his golden eyes meeting yours. Eyes that were only generous to you. "Y/n? It's me, you don't need to be afraid, it's okay, I'm right here." He said as he lightly held your forearms and extended them to wrap them around him, trying to pull you into a hug and you gave in. "He didn't hurt you, did he?" "Akaza, I was so scared..." You cried and sobbed, hugging him tightly, feeling your heart slowly slow down on his strong arms. "He didn't hurt me thanks to you." You showed up at the right time, my love." You smiled, kissing his cheek and he gave a little smile. "I'll always be on time to protect you, always." He said, hugging you tightly."No one will mess with you as long as I live."

Hotaru:

Hotaru is our boy with anger issues and I can only imagine him forging an entire sword from scratch just to stab the guy who messed with you. Hotaru, the man you are... He may even be a brute most of the time but deep down you know that he has a little warmth in his heart that he only shows to you. You were walking through the swordsmiths village and ended up passing by a group of blacksmiths who were talking but whose eyes flew to you when you passed. One of them who was there had been following you for a few days, sending you a few flirtations or even winking at you when he saw you and he was also the same one who at that moment saw an opportunity to go and talk to you once again. Wrong choice... "Hey cutie, how are you?" He said and you rolled your eyes seeing his idiotic look "It would be better if you stopped showing up in my way and let me move on."You crossed your arms, looking at him "Why are you so cold? come on, be nicer." He said, putting a hand on your shoulder and you slapped him that made him back away "Get out of my way." You ordered but the idiot just laughed "Oh you have attitude, let's see if--" As soon as he approached you again, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder and he looked back finding a man taller and stronger than him. And he wasn't happy at all, which you could see even under the mask. "My sword broke during the process..." Hotaru began by saying. "Then, when I tried to make a new one, it didn't turn out as I expected and I had to start over from scratch." He continued. "My hands hurt and my sweat is still dripping, it's unbearably hot inside the forge because of the fire, my calluses are getting worse, my blades aren't sharp enough and when I tried to sharpen them, I cut myself a few times..." There were small cuts on his fingers and hands that were still open, which emphasized his speech. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows showing his strong forearms and the veins wanting to pop out as his voice got deeper and angrier due to the fact that his work day had been a mess and for seeing him messing with you. "And now, as if that wasn't enough, I come across an idiot like you messing with what's mine. I'm definitely going to kill you." Hotaru declared, taking out several knives at the same time and scaring the man, making him run far away Anyone would run from a very angry Haganezuka. But you just laughed at the scene of him scaring the man and even his friends far away from you. After the scene, he came back and went to you, who was still in the same place waiting for him. He took off his mask and you could see a slight embarrassed look. That was always how he looked when he took it off and had to look at you. He became more vulnerable. "You did a good job scaring them away. That guy was like a stubborn mosquito that's been messing with me for the past few days." You said, holding his injured hands. "But now I think we should see those hands, don't you think? Those calluses and wounds need to be treated."

"Only after I make my swor--." He objected but you put a finger on his lips, silencing him "You're going to come home with me now and I'll take care of this, understand?" You said and he narrowed his eyes at you, wanting to slice you up at that moment for making him give in "Fine, let's go then, you annoying thing."

"But you the annoying thing here, don't you? Otherwise you wouldn't have done all that, right?" You joked and he turned his face away, feeling his own blush "I only did it because... You are..." " 'You are...' " "You are my love and I can't let other guys mess with you." He confessed and you couldn't help but find it cute of him "Wow, you're getting better with words every day. At least you are not being rude like always." "Shut up." "Okay, I shouldn't have said anything." You laughed

[kozmicmizuu]

oh my god, this stupid headcanon WILL NOT LEAVE ME ALONE (medium/psychic giyuu)

so here’s some silly/not so silly things with this headcanon

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Sanemi, venting to the worst person possible (iguro): I’m sure my mother and siblings are resting in the afterlife, and hopefully my father is in hell

Iguro: real, anyways- me and Mitsuri had the best time-

Meanwhile, with Giyuu: Awwwh thank you Ms. Shinazugawa, no need for the compliments, i just gave you some lilies..

Giyuu: also please leave Mr. Shinazugawa, you are really not making anyone here comfortable- don’t start yelling at me motherfu-

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Some random ass ghost, basically bothering Giyuu: You’re family’s in hell lol

Giyuu: i would say kill yourself but you already did that so….

random ghost: FUCK YOU

Giyuu: you wish you could tap this ass bitch, now leave me alone

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Giyuu: Sabito- leave the hashiras alone! i can feel how damn nervous they are from like 2 miles away

Sabito: nah- it’s funny! seeing japans best defense against demons so scared and nervous is hilarious!

Giyuu: oh my gods…. just- tone it down, okay? like don’t be so tough on em

Sabito: aughhhh fine, only cause you said so… but- how do you explain what i just did to the Wind Hashira’s estate..?

Giyuu: what the fuck did you do

Sabito: uuhhh… i might’ve like, trashed the place, leave his stove on, let his dogs out and may or may not have broken a window or two…?

Giyuu: … if the demons or this damn job don’t kill me, it’s going to be you that kills me

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this was some tiny content of this AU??? headcanon?? idk but i’d consider this an AU then but i did have fun writing this fr fr

[myreygn]

very important additions from @kanawolf! (i love people who write banger tags and finish them with "anyway")

because yes?? i agree that kyojuro probably never got to find out which- lucky for sanemi. you say he wouldn't have gotten physical and i'm not a rengoku expert but girl idk idk he might have.

but let's just assume he does find out, because as you said his words would be lethal. even more so because sanemi respects him:

but also because he knows that kyojuro is right. there's no version of this story in which he isn't the bad guy. no version of this story in which his actions aren't despicable, no version in which they're justifiable in any way. and that's easy to forget and lie to yourself about inside your own head, especially considering how detached sanemi is from healthy relationships as a whole, but having someone else debunk all that stuff out loud? ouf. that's the definition of humbling.

and i just know that if this conversation ever were to happen it would escalate. because what is sanemi gonna do if he feels cornered and called out and judged? bingo, lash out. i promise you, he's unable to explain his reasoning in a way other people could understand and even if he was, kyojuro wouldn't understand because that is the one person you're supposed to protect above everyone else, that is the one unforgivable thing. and sanemi knows that and everything inside of him screams "YOU'RE RIGHT, YOU'RE RIGHT, YOU'RE RIGHT" and yet all he can muster up is more anger directed at the wrong person.

now you mentioned tengen at the end and i gotta say i find that very interesting from two angles.

angle one: tengen is an older brother just like sanemi and he killed his siblings. that is something he will never be able to forgive himself for and to even think that sanemi is causing his brother this much pain on purpose would drive him up the wall. you think you saw him off the rails during the entertainment district arc? think again, there's more where that came from.

angle two, which is honestly even more interesting to me: if anyone knows about the fear of becoming your father it's tengen. i feel like this aspect is not as strong or at least not as much in focus with kyojuro; kyojuro still loves the version of his father he used to know and still craves his approval until the day he dies, meanwhile tengen just. fucking hates his dad. it's explicitly stated that one of his main motivators that drove him to become the person he is was that he didn't want to be like his father and brother.

i actually love how present that is in the way he copes with his trauma and how it shaped his entire personality. my father is a cruel, cold and rageful man? alright, let me be a fun guy who makes people laugh! my father ran a rigid hierarchy where he just wanted to control me? okay i'm just gonna be a god of festivals then, because festivals are chaotic and wild and no one tells a god what to do! my father treated his wife like objects and breeding machines? well fuck him, i'm gonna worship the ground my wives walk on!

and in a way tengen lives inside his own world too, this shiny fun bubble he made for himself in which he's a god and life is all about flashiness but tengen isn't lonely. he has a family he can turn to and who can keep him grounded in case he needs it. sanemi doesn't and he will never admit that he's becoming his father because that guy was just an abusive piece of shit. not me though. i'm doing this to protect my brother.

so a (possibly post canon?) talk between them would be so interesting?? have tengen be mad, have him go full rage mode at sanemi - and have sanemi not lash out in return. have him go really quiet, have him get eaten up from the inside with guilt - "YOU'RE RIGHT, YOU'RE RIGHT, YOU'RE RIGHT - why didn't genya see it?" heck, give him a breakdown for all i care, give him any reason to spill the beans about his dad and then have tengen speak. some fucking. facts.

because tengen gets it. tengen gets this fear of being like this horrible man and he gets the desperate attempts to escape from the behavior patterns and worldviews that were beaten into your head from a very young age. he did escape, yes, but is there really so much shame in sanemi not managing to escape when tengen had his wives alongside him and sanemi had no one? this is not an excuse of his behavior, of course not, but honestly i think tengen might be the only one who'd be able to understand, and if only a little bit.

and because of that he'd be able to truly knock some sense into sanemi, make him see that him doing the same things his father did weren't gonna be excusable just because he thought he had a reason. that is what sanemi needs to realize because that is where he went into the wrong direction: never ever is wanting to protect someone an excuse or any sort of justification for abuse. and tengen might be able to get that into his head, even though sanemi's stubborn and broken and hurting but honestly, if anyone can deal with that, it's also tengen.

do you ever think about how sanemi's animosity towards tanjiro makes so much sense from a narrative perspective because tanjiro is literally everything sanemi isn't?

both of them lose their fathers at a very young age, only that sanemi's father was a horrible abusive jerk who inflicted severe trauma upon his entire family while tanjiro's father was the coolest guy around whose lessons continue to motivate tanjiro and impact his life in a positive way.

both of them have to deal with a beloved family member turning into a demon, only that sanemi ends up killing his mother and has to come to terms with the fact that although she became a monster he still killed his mother while tanjiro manages to guide his sister through her monstrosity and finds ways to help her keep her humanity in tact.

both of them lose their families with only one younger sibling remaining, only that sanemi and genya get separated and estranged while tanjiro and nezuko never lose their close relationship.

[spoilers below the cut]

both of them have to deal with their younger sibling being a demon (one way or the other), only that sanemi's hatred towards demons as a whole makes it impossible for him to look at genya the same way while tanjiro loves his sister all the same, no matter if she's demon or human.

both of them try to protect their younger siblings from danger, only that sanemi can't think of anything but straight up abuse to try and push genya away which remains unsuccessful while tanjiro and nezuko work together well during fights and tanjiro still manages to keep her safe.

both of them fight with the goal to keep their siblings alive, only that genya dies and leaves sanemi with a ton of guilt and regret while tanjiro and nezuko get their happy ending.

both of them are thrown into the conflict between demons and humans out of nowhere, only that sanemi spends a considerable amount of time on his own, killing demons without any assistance while tanjiro gets sent of with a hashira recommendation letter to urokodaki's where he receives a proper training and finds a new home and family.

both of them find companions along the way and form meaningful relationships with them, only that masachika dies young with sanemi being unable to protect him while tanjiro, zenitsu and inosuke stay together through everything and manage to survive even the final battle.

and a lot of this is meta knowledge, a lot of this is information that sanemi doesn't have about tanjiro. but he does have some of it and i think it's enough knowledge for me to put up this theory: sanemi envies tanjiro. because both of them went through unspeakable trauma and grief, both of them lost people close to them, both of them had to deal with similar situations.

and yet tanjiro is kind. he's friendly and good, people trust him, people love to befriend them and he inspires them wherever he goes while sanemi is bitter and nasty and simply incapable of forming and maintaining these connections in the way tanjiro is because who'd want to be friends with a cruel jerk right? and tanjiro loves to take lonely people under his wing, but not even he is willing to forgive sanemi for most of the story and i can only imagine how that must sting because no one wants to be lonely and yet sanemi can't even blame him. he wouldn't forgive himself either.

[holychocopie]

Bodyguard!Sanemi x Reader - Part 1

Going shopping with Bodyguard!Sanemi

Author’s notes : Sorry it’s been a wee while. I have been working on other projects at the same time (a multichapter fanfic, a couple of collabs, etc. All the good stuff!). Anywho… I already published the intro to this Bodyguard!Sanemi x F!Reader HCs series, and now here is part 1. Thank you to all of you who liked it, this is pure motivation for me. If you enjoy this series, please like and reblog, that will help a lot giving this series more visibility on the platform. Also go check @mari-the-bimbo 's amazing Bodyguard!Megumi series, it's absolutely amazing! Warnings: F!Reader, swearing because it’s Sanemi, Minors DNI (just to be safe) Word count: 2390

Intro - Part 2 - Masterlist

Going shopping for the first time with Bodyguard!Sanemi

🤍 It has been a few days since Bodyguard!Sanemi had started working for your family as your personal security detail and things haven’t been easy. This guy was absolutely everywhere, following you like a damn shadow: he had your detailed schedule from the moment you wake up to the moment you fall asleep, which made it pretty much impossible for you to even just take a stroll in the garden on your own.

🤍 You had texted your other rich friends who you knew also had been assigned a 24/7 surveillance, to complain about it. Some had taken the opportunity to vent as well – « so invasive, so overwhelming, so unfair, etc. » - but others had a more chilled approach. They had told you’d get used to it and that, at some point, your bodyguard would become a part of your decor, like a piece of furniture or a silent and well-trained little watchdog. You just had to be a bit patient at the beginning. While you appreciated that they tried to lift your spirit, you didn’t like the idea that, like them, you would end up losing your empathy to the point of considering another human being as nothing more than a chair or a clothes rack.

🤍 Still, you didn’t like having Bodyguard!Sanemi around. He was definitely not as bad as you had imagined a bodyguard would be, because as long as you were responsible and did not put yourself in a situation of danger, he mostly let you be. But the dude was killing your vibe!

🤍 It was like Bodyguard!Sanemi had two moods only and randomly switched from one to the other: the ‘can’t be fucked with life right now’ mood, and the ‘don’t even look in my general direction or I’ll kill you’ mood. Not that you would want to engage into a conversation with him anyway.

🤍 You also couldn’t help but remember how poorly he treated you on the day you two were formally introduced. Damn jerk!!

🤍 So, you had decided to go ahead with Plan B: getting Bodyguard!Sanemi fired asap. And for that, there was only one way! You had to show to your father how unreliable and useless Sanemi was, and that you could be trusted because you were a mature young woman who was always careful and responsible. And today would be the perfect opportunity! A full day of shopping at the mall and shops in Shibuya.

🤍 Plan B, step 1: Act as usual! You started off with a casual visit to a few of your favourite shops, the sales assistants rushing to help you since they knew you were likely to spend a lot. You made sure to behave as usual, keeping up with your bitchiness, so nothing would give you away and you could easily shift the blame on Bodyguard!Sanemi later on. You had be above any suspicion.

🤍 Step 2: Get Bodyguard!Sanemi to relax! At first, he chose to stay standing in a corner of the shop from where he could both keep an eye on you and have a good view over the area: he would always find the perfect spot to be able to intervene quickly in case anything happened. He was good at his job, that you couldn’t deny, so you had to set things in motion in order to make him fault – or at least make it look like he did. You had to make him feel at ease, even just a tad bit, so eventually he wouldn’t be so alert.

🤍 Acting as ‘friendly’ as possible without being too obvious, you suggested he sat by the changing room instead. “Since I’m gonna be spending most my time in there anyway,” you had argued.

🤍 It must have made sense to him in a way, because when you opened the curtain to ask for a different size, you found him manspreading on the small couch by the huge mirror. He did seem a bit more relaxed already.

🤍 Step 3: Get Bodyguard!Sanemi distracted! You were no cat-walk model, but you were proud of your womanly attributes and charms. And he was in for a show! Outfit after outfit – from the cute bustier dress that showed off your curves, to the mini skirt and crop top combo that didn’t leave much room to imagination, the tight skinny jeans and sheer white shirt, to the deep red bikini with push-up bra… The idea was to overwhelm his brain with crazy-hot images of you. If you managed to catch most of his attention, he’d likely try to compensate by forcing himself to look around more often to keep track of everything and everyone in the shop. You wanted to wear him out.

🤍 Eventually, after five long hours of intense shopping, you could feel that his attention was starting to spread thin. He had done great at pretending to not watch you model for him, but you knew when you has a man's attention. And you had his for sure.

🤍 Between you, the many bags of stuff you had bought so far, the other patrons coming in and out of the shops, the passers-by when you walked from one place to another, Bodyguard!Sanemi was getting more irritable and less patient.

🤍 Step 4: Slip away! It only lasted a few seconds… But eventually the perfect opportunity rose, in the shape of a random customer at Sephora who approached Bodyguard!Sanemi, thinking he was working there as a security guard. You didn’t stick around to see or hear him kindly tell the lady to fuck off – you simply knew he did. And by the time she was gone, so were you. You had conveniently ‘forgotten’ your phone on the Anastasia Beverly Hills shelf – a meager sacrifice that you were willing to make, most of your stuff was saved on your cloud anyway – then you had quickly escaped.

🤍 You could see him from your hiding spot about 50 metres away, searching for you in the thick weekend crowd, a pissed off scowl on his face.

🤍 To stay coherent with Step 1, you decided to stay close by, yet out of his sight. It had to look like he had lost you, and not the other way around. You had it all well planned: you went into a shop that you were very unlikely to buy from, so Sanemi wouldn’t think of looking for you in there at first. Then when – or if – he’d find you, you’d pull your Get-Out-Off-Jail-Free card by pretending you were looking for a gift or something. The closest boutique that matched the description was... a sex-shop. Urgh. Typically your luck.

🤍 You really didn’t feel comfortable in there at all, not because it was a sex-shop – after all, you had visited a couple in Paris and London when hanging out with European influencers. This one, though located in Shibuya, was nothing like that; in Europe they had felt more chic and glamourous, compared to this shabby rat hole. The atmosphere here felt cheap, and the clientele seemed unsavoury. Yet, you had to go along with your plan, so you started to stroll from one aisle to the other, browsing random items with faked interest.

🤍 Naturally, you caught the attention of a few people, with your tailored outfit, Louboutin shoes, and shopping bags branded Louis Vuitton and Prada. You definitely stuck out like a sore thumb.

🤍 “Hey, has anyone ever told you that you are absolutely beautiful?” It was a very creepy looking 40-or-so year-old guy wearing a cheap suit. As he was approaching you, he added: “You have a very well proportionated silhouette and very glowy, healthy skin. I’m actually a casting director and we’re looking for young women like you for our next movie…”

🤍 You quickly stopped paying attention to his bla-bla. You knew he wasn’t really a casting director, but more likely just a recruiter for some dodgy modelling agency, or a random hentai dude hiring for porn movies. And you were not interested in starting an Idol career or featuring in a sex tape, like the infamous Paris Hilton and Kim Kardashian. “Thanks for your offer, but I'll pass,” you answered as politely as you felt inclined to.

🤍 Alas, the guy wasn’t letting go that easily. “It’s the kind of career that brings instant fame, you know. With a body like yours, I’m positive that you wouldn’t have trouble signing more contracts after that!” “Cool story, but like I said, I’m good,” you said as you started to walk away to a different part of the shop.

🤍 He must have not appreciated that you tried to shrug him off and felt offended by your lack of manners, because he grabbed your arm and held you back forcefully. “You know, it’s not very polite to turn your back to an elder when they’re talking to you, young lady! I wasn’t finished—”

🤍 “I think you were.” You nearly didn’t recognise Bodyguard!Sanemi’s voice when he talked, his tone low and menacing as he dropped a very heavy hand on the so-called director’s shoulder.

🤍 If he could shoot lasers from his eyes, his glare would have set the other guy on fire. The two men were about the same height, but Sanemi’s aura was so imposing, it felt like he was towering him. He wasn’t directing his cold angered stare at you, but you still shivered in fear, as if your survival instinct had suddenly kicked in.

🤍 Of course, the ‘director’ didn’t even try to argue and took off immediately.

🤍 And now, Sanemi’s glare was on you. You gulped.

🤍 “You slippery little shit,” he growled as he grabbed you by the arm to lead you out of the sex-shop.

🤍 “Hey!” you tried to argue. “I was shopping here!” He stopped as you were about to pass the doors and looked at you defiantly. “Oh yeah? My bad! What were you about to buy?” Unfortunately, that’s the moment your brain decided to go blue screen/boot in safe mode. You were struggling to come up with an excuse, that stupid hentai guy had completely ruined your flow! So out of panic, you grabbed the first item you could reach for.

🤍 Handcuffs. Fuck!

🤍 Sanemi snickered evilly. “Well, well, how kind! Exactly what I needed!”

🤍 Half an hour later… You were still shopping. Sanemi had insisted you visited all the shops you wanted to see because he “won’t put up with another day of this shit anytime soon.” So here you were, struggling to try on stuff with your right hand cuffed to your bodyguard’s left hand. He was standing by the changing room, his arm through the curtain up to the elbow to give your movements some slack.

🤍 But because he was a real douche, he would randomly pull, making you stumble on your feet or miss a button… And every time you’d glance out of the changing room to give him a nasty look, he’d smirk at you provocatively. The nerve of this guy, challenging you! Mocking you! Aaaargh!

🤍 Eventually, once you were done spending money, he texted the chauffeur and you went back to the car. Still attached.

🤍 Walking through the mall like that attracted curious glances and murmurs. You felt the red creep up to your cheeks and ears – from both embarrassment and anger – while he walked casually through the crowd like he owned the damn place.

🤍 Even in the car he refused to remove the cuffs. He was gonna make your humiliation total!

🤍 Of course, needless to say that Plan B had backfired horribly! Most of the house staff witnessed the walk of shame that Bodyguard!Sanemi made you take through the estate as he led you to your father’s office. He didn’t give a single fuck that he might be interrupting some important meeting when he barged in, without knocking, pulling you behind. But surprisingly, your father didn’t tell him off.

🤍 “As expected, you tried to lose your security detail,” your dad said disappointedly after Sanemi had summed up what had happened and why the two of you were cuffed. “You know it’s for your protection and my peace of mind, but you still stubbornly try to defy me.” You tried to defend yourself with your well-prepared arguments: “I thought he was still following me when I left,” “I didn’t do anything wrong, I was just browsing in a nearby shop,” “I misplaced my phone by mistake while swatching some makeup, that’s all,” and so on… But he didn’t believe any of your bullshit and even gave a friendly tap on Sanemi’s shoulder, silently praising him for doing a great job today.

🤍 No matter the humiliation Sanemi put you through! Nor his poor behaviour after that, bordering harassment! Argh, you were so angry!

🤍 Now not only Sanemi had proved himself worthy of your father’s trust and demonstrated just how good he was at his job, but you also somehow convinced your dad that you couldn’t be trusted, and that the around-the-clock bodyguard was an absolute necessity! Guess I’ll need a Plan C, now…

🤍 Sanemi walked you to your room, your wrists still linked by the metallic bracelets. Only once in front of your door did he uncuff you.

🤍 “How did you find me without my phone to track me?” you eventually asked as curiosity took over. He smirked, then brought a steady hand to your chest. The tip of his finger barely brushed against the side of your breast as he pointed at the metal wire of your bra just by your armpit. You blushed furiously, half freaking out – half only (!). What the fuck is he trying to do????

🤍 “I bugged your undies.”

🤍 WHAT!!??

🤍 Before he left you so you could get ready for dinner, he handed you your phone. Not without a mocking grin.

🤍 Now lying on your bed, finally alone, you sighed. Sanemi was a cunning adversary, and you had made the mistake to underestimate how resourceful he was. Time for Plan C!

BONUS: Can you imagine Sanemi asking the maid on laundry duty to bring your underwears to his bedroom before she folds them and put them back in your drawers... Holding onto them while sewing the tracking devices at night, with an evil grin as he just know that his hard work will definitely pay one day 😅

[oh-katsuki]

I AM A RABID DOG. ABSOLUTELY RABID. I WANT THEM SO MUCH!

(also, just to be safe cause i don't want anyone to @ me, tw: pregnancy/breeding talk!)

and a big thing for me is how, despite loving in their dofferent ways, both Rengoku and Sanemi love just as earnestly and strongly. and if you're pregnant, it manifests in different ways.

Rengoku, when he's not out on a mission, waits on you hand and foot. he's the first to make sure you're eating well and taking care of yourself. he rubs your feet if they're swollen and sore. he massages your back. he's with you during the later parts of your pregnancy, when the contractions you get are bad and you're not sure if it means your labor has started or not. it's in the way he enthusiastically gets his brother involved and tells him that he'll be a young uncle soon. it's in how he tries to do the same with his father, even when he's brushed off. his family - you - mean the world to him, and the way he expresses it is in those moments.

for Sanemi, it's different. he's a bit more aloof by nature, but he's of a mind to take care of things before it becomes a problem. it's a mix between him being away for extended periods of time and him being glued to your side. he's like a shadow, he follows you around - whether he realizes it or not - he seeks you out whenever he has even a minute of free time. his hands are rough and made for killing, so while he's hesitant to touch you, with your guidance he handles you as if you're spun glass. he's constantly asking questions - "are you alright? you're making a face, what's the matter?" he has a more hands-off approach to his family than Rengoku, but his was a life of loss and pain (the scars are proof of that), and at times when he's most vulnerable with you, he confides his worries of making sure his presence as a Hashira doesn't put you or the baby in danger. it's a thin line, but he's fine with walking it.

also i want both of them to break me like a glow stick. i can also see Rengoku being a fan of morning sex - just before he has to leave! or maybe a quickie in the bath? 🥺 and Sanemi loves loves loves to fuck you against the wall. it's quick and rough and dirty, but he'll hold you close. no matter what.

SCREAAAAMMMMS YOURE SO RIGHT!!! (thanks for putting the tw before the thirst!!)

THE MORNING SEX THING??? RENGOKU LIKES FUCKING IN THE MORNING BC YOU LOOK SO PRETTY WHEN YOURE SLEEPY AND MOANING FOR HIM. agh just the slow fuck he gives you im gonna cry. i desire him.

[voidmitsuki]

in my perfect au where nothing goes wrong, iguro obanai gets an arc after the swordsmith village.

idk what they do in it yet, maybe they kill akaza. but, i'd like akaza do be killed by shinjuro and tanjiro — but it wouldn't suit my au, because kyojuro doesn't die, and the whole point of shinjuro fighting akaza is avenging his son — because not only shinjuro would show his strength, since he's a former hashira, probably middle-aged so he still can fight and is maybe stronger than kyojuro, since it's stated that he had more books about the fire breathing AND he was probably trained by his father, while he himself didn't finish kyojuro's training, BUT ALSO, he'd have a proper arc of redemption.

i really like shinjuro despite the way he treated his children. i think he's human. he's a character full of defects, but he turned into this after his wife's death. that makes me think that he was just like kyojuro when he was young. a good, fair and noble man with a heart of gold, looking for justice and honoring the name of the rengoku clan. it makes me depressed to see how he is now. after seeing the way he cried over kyojuro's death, my heart broke. he changed after that. he recognized he was wrong. he deserved an arc of redemption.

but, back to obanai.

his backstory was shown only in the last chapters of the story. such a depressing story that tells us who's obanai and why he is who he is, but it's shown IN THE END (it also shows shinjuro and a little bit of how he was and the way he worked, since he saved obanai).

if he had his own arc, with more details on his backstory, a fight with an upper moon before the sunrise countdown, more people would like him, he would be more understandable, and it would be nice to see more of him and make him like tanjiro like giyu, shinobu, kyojuro, uzui, mitsuri and muichiro, the ones he had already befriended.

maybe he could be with mitsuri in an arc instead of muichiro? because, like, muichiro's fight with gyokko and his moments with kotetsu were fundamental to his character development, so i can't see how to change or replace that, actually everything in that arc requires muichiro's presence.

but i wish obanai and mitsuri were put in a almost death situation before the final battle. because that was the trigger for them to confess. so i can see a thing where they're severely injured and confess, thinking they'll die, but tanjiro and friends can finally kill the enemy and the two of them are rescued. then they survive and fight the final battle too, already as a couple.

i think maybe they fight akaza and tanjiro and his gang fight that upper moon 5 replacement we were robbed? because,,, mrs. gotouge,,, daki and gyutaro were replaced by kaigaku, then he plays a major role in zenitsu's development. hantengu was replaced by nakime and she is the pillar of the infinity castle.

gyokko was replaced by WHO? y'all forgot my boy??? we. deserve. upper moon 5 replacement. even if they're not at the final battle. just a "oh shit another upper moon 5, aND THEY'RE WITH UPPER MOON 3 NOW THE MFS WORK IN DUO" is ok for me.

but UGHHHH. SHINJURO. WE NEED SHINJURO VS AKAZA. so no them vs akaza.

ok, new upper moon 5 being super strong doesn't work, so maybe hantengu's clones are stronger and obanai and mitsuri are the first ones to be knocked out. mitsuri's backstory plays. more hantengu fight, gyokko vs muichiro, etc. later on the fight, they're fucked up, everything is going south, and then obanai and mitsuri show up and obanai's backstory plays.

i think that's ok, finally.

so.

upper moon 6 > uzui

upper moon 5 > muichiro

upper moon 4 > mitsuri and obanai

upper moon 3 > shinjuro, giyuu can show up to help and steal the spotlight since he also needs some fights for such an important character

upper moon 2 > shinobu

upper moon 1 > muichiro, gyomei, sanemi

then hashira training arc is longer and gives more depth to gyomei, sanemi and giyuu. it's already pretty focused on them but it would be nice to see even more.

giyuu. needs. content.

kny wouldn't happen if it wasn't for him, he saved tanjiro and nezuko. he's their big brother, he deserves moments with them. could you imagine? tanjiro comparing his two brothers, kyojuro and giyuu. his sun and his moon.

maybe kyojuro loses an eye and retires like uzui. so shinjuro avenges the fact that his son can't fight anymore or whatever. or just decides to show up in his son's place to help them (and. redemption arc.) and to show tanjiro that he changed after thinking that his boy died.

but that's for another post.

[dudeandduchess]

Pick any characters you want. Now imagine them fucking there s/o doggy style and out of nowhere she said "daddy". The boys think she’s being kinky- nope. They look up and, turns out, her parents came to visit their lil angel (s/o). Bonus: the bois never met her parents before. Hc on how do they behave and please- PLEASE, put tengen as one of the character XD

Oooh, hope you like it, bby. Ahaha. :D

I’ll (most likely) be posting angst for the rest of the day, bbys. Not too sure???

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Kyōjurō, Sanemi, and Tengen: Meet the Parents (NSFW HCs):

Warnings: Spanking, Smut (Turn away if you don’t want to sin). 

Rengoku Kyōjurō:

He’d be thrusting all up in his lover; holding on to either side of her hips and slamming his cock deep inside her.

His eyes would be closed as well— reveling in the salacious moans pouring from her lips.

And he, in turn, would be unabashed with letting his own moans and groans fill the room.

He would be so into it that he wouldn’t hear the shoji open.

But he would hear his lover squeak out, “Daddy!”

And that would make him so hot, that his pace would increase.

“Yeah, baby. Let daddy hear you.”

“Kyō! Kyōjurō! S-stop! Stop!” She would yell out in a frantic tone, which would cause his eyes to fly open.

Only to land on two figures that he had only seen on their family portrait.

FLAME HASHIRA? MORE LIKE PANIC HASHIRA. Lmao.

Immediately, he would dive down and cover (Y/n)’s body with his.

All while grinning sheepishly at her parents.

“Hello, oba-san, oji-san. Great day we’re having, right?” Kyōjurō would push past his lips, even though his face felt like it was going to burn off due to so much embarrassment.

And when that doesn’t work, he’ll move on to a different approach.

“Your daughter... I love your daughter very much. Please let me marry her!”

Muscle spasms? That’s what he’s experiencing, only with his mouth.

For the life of him, he could NOT shut the hell up.

“I promise I’ll treat her right. And this... well, we’re just... practicing! Yes, yes, practicing.”

While (Y/n) would just close her eyes and thunk her head against the futon below her.

Because what better way for her lover to meet her parents, than with his dick still inside her, as he talked of marriage and their future plans together.

Yes, they did eventually end up getting married.

And (Y/n)’s parents gave them a couple of door locks for their wedding.

Shinazugawa Sanemi:

Like Kyōjurō, he would be very into it.

He would be moaning, and groaning, and even growling at times.

One hand would be on (Y/n)’s hip, while the other would stay on her right ass cheek and spank her from time to time.

Both of them would be loud in their lovemaking, uncaring of their surroundings.

As they always were.

But then Sanemi felt (Y/n)’s walls tighten around him, just as she cried out breathless cries of his name.

“Sanemi! Sanemi!”

She had been trying to get him to stop, bc she’d heard footsteps coming towards her room.

But he didn’t know that.

He was too absorbed in his own pleasure to pay attention.

“Fuck, (Y/n). Let everyone know who’s fucking that tight cunt of yours.”

“Daddy!”

“Fuck. Yeah. Kinky little slut,” Sanemi would growl, before landing another smack to her ass cheek.

While (Y/n), full of shame and regret, would hide her face in her arms as she came all over her lover’s cock.

But then Sanemi would notice how unresponsive she suddenly was, and he would only realize what had actually transpired at that point.

So, with a furious blush on his cheeks, he would lift a hand up— the same one that just smacked his lover’s ass— and wave awkwardly.

“O-osu!”

shinazugawasanemi.exe has stopped working.

His brain just... stops working.

He doesn’t even try to cover himself or (Y/n).

But he does have the decency to hang his head in shame.

He wanted to get mad at himself for forgetting to lock the shoji, but he couldn’t do that at the moment.

So, he just settled for remaining quiet.

And also, a very soft, “I’m very sorry” which would have melted his lover’s heart— had they been in any other situation.

But they weren’t.

So she was just mad at him.

They didn’t have sex for a week after that, bc either of them always killed the mood by constantly checking to see if they locked the door.

Uzui Tengen:

Since it’s (Y/n)’s week with hers and Makio’s, Suma’s, and Hinatsuru’s husband, they try to make the most of it.

So, sex every moment they could.

Bc sooner or later, Tengen would be summoned for an emergency or a mission briefing at the Demon Slayer headquarters.

Their lovemaking was wild and with abandon; which meant that both of them were solely focused on each other.

So they didn’t hear the shoji open.

Just. NOPE.

(Y/n) wouldn’t have even noticed her parents’ presence, had Tengen not pulled her up to his chest.

Which prompted her mother and father a good view of hers and her husband’s side profile.

Her eyes, which were previously screwed shut, briefly opened.

And she felt like her heart had stopped in her chest.

“Daddy!”

“Oh yeah, you want it like that, huh?” Tengen would ask her.

All while he kept thrusting his hips.

But then he would notice her tense posture and would immediately switch to defensive mode.

Unabashed with his nakedness, he would pull out of her and turn her around in his arms.

Before enveloping her in his embrace.

And only then would he look up and see his in-laws staring at them with abject horror on their faces.

Despite the inappropriateness of it, a laugh would bubble from his lips.

“I... well... hello, okaa-san? Otou-san? What a nice surprise.”

He would try to act like he wasn’t just fucking their daughter a few minutes ago, what with all the charm he poured into his words.

And eventually, he would coax them into closing the door so he and (Y/n) could get dressed.

[tanjir0se]

Hello!! I saw in the tags of a post that youd like more asks, which made me brave enough to send one

Would u mind rambling a bit about your rengiyuu fic(s)? I get excited when I hear that you're working on them but I don't know if you've published any/ any chapters yet?

I hope you're having a nice day!! 🌻

hI THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING AND I AM SO SORRY _(:3 」∠)_

So it AAALLL started with my overlong post-Entertainment District Coping fic I wrote the majority of between episodes 10 and 11 of Entertainment District, trying to find a way for Tanj and the bois to survive the. yknow. Gigantic Poison Explosion.

I wrote Giyuu and Shinobu heading there with an antidote, and Giyuu having to dig around through the rubble to find Tanjiro, half dead. In that I draw comparisons between his relationship with Tanjiro and his relationship with the now-deceased Kyojuro, very different but all leading into the same conclusion: He can't stand to lose anyone else who is as special and just sunshine incarnate as Kyo was. It's told interspersed between Giyuu trying to find/save Tanjiro and my headcanon for Giyuu and Kyo's first meeting, in which Giyuu became a Hashira AFTER Kyo and Kyo was his mentor throughout. Never finished or published it because most of it didn't make sense in canon after Ep 11 came out.

Then I moved onto my Demon!Rengoku bullshit. In this fic that takes place any time post Entertainment District, Rengoku has been posthumously turned into a demon by Douma in an attempt to get close to/kill Tanjiro. Waking up with no memory, no awareness that he's a demon, and nowhere else to go, Kyo wanders to Giyuu's house. Giyuu tries to just end him right then and there but can't work up the nerve, even when Kyo attacks him. Haven't gotten too far, but the gist is that he and Kyo have to team up (with Akaza?? [obviously he'd be fucking PISSED that Douma managed to turn Kyo when he couldn't, so maybe some enemy of my enemy is my friend?]) to figure out who turned him and how to turn him back. Probably my spiciest fic? Demons sexy what can I say. I think I'm pretty good at writing smut but I can literally never work up the nerve so. yknow.

I ALSO have a much more fluffy fic based on the idea of Giyuu being injured in battle, waking up in the butterfly mansion with Kyo having thought he died. Kyo tries to confess that he's realized his love for him but panics last minute and ends up saying he's realized Giyuu never met his brother. Giyuu accepts and they end up on a date that neither really realizes is a date except poor Senjuro, who now kind of has to play matchmaker! Very fluffy and silly and a good break from the darker fics I had been working on.

Annnnd another less overtly Rengiyuu fic as part of my Modern AU in which Giyuu (Kyo's roommate[and they were ROOMMATES]) and Sanemi (over at their apartment because he was bored) find themselves embroiled in the Rengoku family drama after Senjuro and Kyo appear at their apartment, Kyo with a black eye from their father. Explores Giyuu and Sanemi's shared past (dead siblings), Sanemi's relationship with his own father, and my personal thoughts for how Shinjuro and Kyojuro's relationship would have played out A.) If Kyo never died and B.) in a modern setting.

That was interrupted by As the World Caves In (read it here!) and will likely be interrupted by some Everybody Lives AU Secret Relationship bullshit in the future.

*Takes a huge deep breath*

So yeah anyway i loooove being Normal! For real though thank you for asking, I will die on this Ship and will always welcome the opportunity to ramble incoherently about it !!

[dudeandduchess]

Hi! I'm gonna ask for something weird, but can I have Time travel AU with Sanemi and his S/O meeting his mom? I just want her to know that her little boy will find happiness. Hope it's alright? Thank you!

Hello, bby! It’s not weird at all, and it’s quite alright. I hope you like it! I’m so torn between leaving this as it is, and making a second part to finish the story. Oof. D:

My most favorite part while writing this has to be the paradox wherein Sanemi kills his own father. That brain fart of mine actually made me giddy. Ahaha.

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Sanemi x F!S/O: Time Traveling AU (SFW Scenario):

Warnings: Language, Mentions of Abuse, Minor Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Manga Spoilers, Angst

Sanemi felt like cursing, but he couldn’t exactly let the string of curses fly at that moment, as he was too busy gritting his teeth together to keep himself from screaming in pain.

The demon he and (Y/n) had been fighting had such a strange blood art that had landed them back to the past. He didn’t know at what point in time they were at, but it was evident that it was the past, judging by all of the buildings surrounding them.

And the blasted abomination hadn’t bothered to blab about anything except the bare necessities of his blood art: that he had the capability to send them back in time, they would be trapped there forever, and that both of them might die of insanity.

The area was really familiar to him, and a longer look at his surroundings— with added effort of going through his memories— told him that he was back in his old, shitty hometown.

“Fuck,” He finally managed to say through his teeth, just as his arms wrapped themselves tighter around (Y/n)— as if that would protect her from the horrors that she was about to see.

If memory served him right, and if they were in the exact time he thought they were at, then they would be able to encounter Sanemi’s family…

Maybe even a younger Sanemi himself.

“Oh good, you’re alive,” (Y/n) blurted out in relief, as she sagged against her lover’s body completely.

The Wind Hashira grunted and rolled his eyes. “What kind of fucking greeting is that? You want me to die so badly, so you can replace me with some other bastard? Fat chance.”

His pain grew with every word that passed from his lips, but he couldn’t seem to hold back his barbed reply; as it was something that was a minuscule resemblance of normalcy in the clusterfuck that they had been thrown into.

“As if I would even dream of that, Sanemi,” The young woman answered with a light laugh, before pushing herself up onto her hands and knees.

And with a pained grunt, she staggered up onto her feet, before offering her hand to her downed lover.

Sanemi accepted her proffered hand, and pulled himself up, despite the stabbing pain he felt in his right leg. It felt like he had broken something, but there was no time to lament on that; they had to get out of there.

And he was about to grab (Y/n)’s hand, when he heard the loud cries of ‘stop’, ‘mom’, and ‘please’ pierce the calm morning air. They sounded so familiar to him, that he couldn’t bear to ignore the frantic pleas.

He was about to set off towards the sounds of the crying, when (Y/n) grabbed him by the back of his jacket.

“Sanemi…” She began with a frown.

“It’s them, (Y/n). I have to… do something.” The couple stood there for a short while, contemplating whether to push through with their plan to help the ailing family. But when (Y/n) still looked unsure, the Wind Hashira explained further, “We’re here… in my old village. And I just know that it’s them— me— crying out for it to stop.”

(Y/n) knew what had happened during Sanemi’s childhood, and she didn’t know how much she had cried for the child that her lover used to be, but it was against their code of conduct to harm other humans. And she was sure that he was bound to end up doing something to harm his abusive father— one way or another.

He might even end up killing the damn bastard.

And, as the two of them had a silent conversation, the doors to one of the houses slammed open, and a tall, robust man walked out— dragging a frail-looking woman by her hair.

“Stay inside! Close the door! Don’t let anyone inside!” The woman yelled, all while tears ran down her cheeks. She gripped the man’s hands for dear life, yet he showed her no mercy as he dragged her towards the edge of the river.

That caused Sanemi to spring into action. (Y/n) wouldn’t have been able to stop him, even if she tried; not that she would have.

Because, for Sanemi to see his mother suffering under his father’s hand once more triggered something untethered inside him. It made him feel unhinged; not completely in control of himself.

He could feel his rage consuming him entirely, and he made no point to reign his temper in as he drew his sword and took off running towards his bastard of a father.

In one swift movement, he had already run his blade through the imposing man a multitude of times. He wouldn’t have even stopped, had the bastard not fallen into the river that he was initially going to throw his wife in.

“Sanemi?” The delicate woman whispered— almost as if she were in awe— which was understandable. Because right in front of her stood the older version of her son; one that still looked like the child she had left inside the house, yet very different.

The Hashira couldn’t hold back his tears, no matter how hard he tried. He simply got down on his knees— unmindful of the pain lancing through his leg— as he gathered his mother into his arms.

The mother and son pair sat there for the gods knew how long, with both of them clutching tightly to each other while they cried their hearts out.

“I’m so sorry, okaa-san,” Sanemi whispered over and over. “I’m so sorry.”

There was no context in what the Hashira’s apology was about, yet his mother simply petted his hair and murmured reassuring words to him; words saying that it was alright, that there was nothing to be sorry for, and that there was nothing to forgive— because Sanemi could do no wrong.

She simply accepted him as he was— with no need for any explanation as to why he was there and how he came to be in that timeline.

The exchange between the pair in front of her brought tears to (Y/n)’s eyes; and before long, she realized that she was also swiping frantically at the onslaught of her own tears.

However, she froze when two pairs of eyes turned towards her. She hadn’t even realized that they were talking about her— until Sanemi gave her a watery smile, before holding his hand out. And she, in turn, placed her hand in his and squeezed it tightly.

“Okaa-san, I’d like you to meet my wife.”