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[kyoten19]

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[dreaisgrayte]

First Kisses With the Hashira

Includes: Gyomei Himijima, Tengen Uzui, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Obanai Iguro, Giyuu Tomioka, Kyojuro Rengoku, Mitsuri Kanroji, Shinobu Kocho Synopsis: What would your first kiss with the Hashira be like? {I did not include Muichiro even though this was mainly fluff} warnings: kisses! so many kisses! A little suggestive in some parts, but only if you squint, very wholesome and fluffy!

Gyomei Himejima

Gyomei is super tall, so you practically had to – with red cheeks – ask him to bend down so you could kiss him

When you managed to place your lips on his Gyomei was pleased to find how gentle you were

Gyomei found himself selfishly thinking for once

He lifts you onto the table, trapping you with a muscled arm on either side of your thighs. He groans as your lips work against his. Gyomei might not be able to see, but he could feel right where you wanted him to be. He was leaning over you, his massive back completely obscuring you from view. “You are making me break concentration.” He finally mutters out, his eyes squeezed shut. “You are dangerous YN,” He pauses, opening up his glazed white eyes to meet yours. He knew exactly where you were even without sight. “The way my heart beats in my chest for you… is dangerous.”

Tengen Uzui

Tengen thinks you’re joking at first, clapping you on the back like one of his pals with a loud guffaw while you both sit at a table.

He realizes he's made a grave mistake only after your bottom lip starts to tremble.

Your cheeks are flushed and tears are running down your face.

Tengen leans into your eyesight, an apologetic grin making his face scrunch hilariously. You roll your eyes and huff out a laugh. “There’s my girl,” Tengen’s grin widens, then after a small beat, his brows furrow. “Are you sure?” He’s asking you so gently and in a way like he’s unsure of himself. You nod and that’s all the conformation Uzui needs before he’s cupping your face, guiding your mouths together in a sweet, yet passionate kiss. His face twitches with emotion when you part, a small gasp escaping your lips as you peer into his conflicted magenta eyes. Did he not enjoy it? “I think my wife count just went up,” He states with all the seriousness in the world present on his face. You burst out laughing and hit his shoulder.

“You do not mean that!” You giggle, but he shakes his head and rolls his lips into his mouth. He hums, looking at you with possessive intent. 

“No, I do.”

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Sanemi had just finished a mission, dragging himself through the gates of his main mansion. 

When he sees you, in a tiny lilac-colored apron his brain nearly short-circuits. 

You were so cute – too cute in fact – it was going to kill him one day. 

You shyly presented him with a batch of fresh red bean mochi, twiddling your thumbs as he gawked at the ensemble. 

Sanemi sets the plate down, walking toward you until your back is flush against a wall. You nervously glance around, trying to decipher if this was going to be the last thing you ever saw. “Thank you,” His voice is gruff, but his face floods with a deep pink color. He’s covering his face with the back of his arm and you suddenly wish this was the last thing you’d ever see. 

You can’t help yourself as you slowly reach out to grab the back of his neck and pull him into a sweet kiss. He licks at your lips and a smile forms against your mouth. “You taste like red bean mochi,” He smirks. 

“You took a while.”

Obanai Iguro

Obanai was somewhat preoccupied with training as you yelled out his name

He came running up next to you, his head tilted in question as to what you wanted

You quickly peck Obanai on the area of his mask where his mouth should be, stumbling back in amazement that you went through with it. Obanai is equally as shocked, his brows raised and his body stiff. You’re about to turn and leave when he catches your wrist. “Oh no you don’t,” He tuts, yanking you back into his arms. “I think you forgot something.” He pulls down the top edge of his mask until his lips and a bit of his scars are revealed. You revel in how beautiful this man is as he leans down to kiss you deeply. 

Giyuu Tomioka

Giyuu was reading a book with adept concentration. You were slightly annoyed by the fact you came all the way here just to be ignored by this man.

So you crawl over his lap, grab the edge of the book, push it down, and lean over to kiss him

When you break away from this kiss Giyuu’s face is a stark contrast to the once pale skin. His deep blue eyes are wide, lips parted as a trail of spit still connects your mouth to his. He sets his book down – the thought of reading lost to the thought of doing that again with you. His fingertips gingerly touch the skin of his lips once, like he believes it to be a figment of his imagination. “Can we… can we do that again?” He asks, excitedly leaning toward you. 

You roll your eyes and laugh, pushing at his face. “Oh so now you want to pay attention to me?”

Kyojuro Rengoku

Kyojuro is all over the place

He’s the one that first leans into you with too much force, bonking your foreheads together

He’s nervous, excited, and in love. To you that’s all that mattered

Kyojuro rests his forehead against yours, breathing heavier than usual. “YN, can I kiss you again?” He pleads, yearning to make the first kissing experience the two of you share as perfect as possible. You laugh brightly, pecking both of his cheeks and the tip of his nose before nodding your head. Kyojuro couldn’t think about anything else except how lucky he must be to have you in his life. He slowly brings his lips to yours, pressing into you ever so slowly as to not rush like last time. It’s a fiery hot kiss only seconds after the tantalizing brush of his lips. 

Mitsuri Kanroji

Mitsuri didn’t know how to react when you explained that kissing her was something you’d enjoy

She thought you were stunning, prettier than here even – which you had to shut down right away

Mitsuri hadn’t given much thought to acting on her attraction to you, but just hearing you utter the words made her whole mind swim

She’s going into one of her overthinking episodes, squealing about how you shouldn’t kiss her because then she’d want to hold your hand and go on dates with you and-

You grab the sides of her face, bringing your lips to hers. The kiss is mildly awkward at first because Mitsuri is too stunned to move, but once she melts into your embrace and your bodies move in tandem, it turns into something beautiful. Her lips are soft and remind you of eating a strawberry. You’re the one to part ways first, leaving her breathless as she maintains eye contact with your lips. “I think I’d like to do that again…” She blurts. 

Shinobu Kocho

Shinobu was tactful and precise about when you two would bump into each other

She planned the perfect time to finally ask you to share in some intimacy with her

So when you popped up at the Butterfly Mansion battered from a training session, you could say you threw more than a wrench in her plans

Shinobu’s bright eyes widen when she sees you limping inside the infirmary. “Y-YN?” She assesses the situation, rushing to gather material to dress your bruises. You don’t have to say much before she’s rubbing salve into your shoulders and down your back. Her hands and cold, but they feel wonderful as she works the sap into your muscles. “What did you get yourself into?” She grunts from behind. You chuckle softly, wincing at the ache spreading across your stomach. You don’t know what takes over your mind, but you lean back into Shinobu. She’s surprised but adjusts to hold you regardless. “What am I going to do with you?” She sighs.

“Put me out of my misery?” You suggest, earning a jab from her into your sore ribcage. You groan but then a sly smirk works its way onto your lips. “I think for being such a good patient I deserve a reward.” You tease. What you don’t expect is Shinobu to purse her lips and while her cheeks fade to a pink she leans down to kiss your lips. 

“Is that good enough?” She huffs, glancing away. 

“I’m not sure, I was kind of hoping for some mochi,” You giggle. Shinobu glares at you. “On second thought, it appears there would be nothing sweeter than another few thousand kisses from you…” That’s all it takes for Shinobu’s lips to be back on yours. A sweet, simple, and lovely kiss. If it weren’t for the way she worked the salve into your muscles, you might’ve mistaken her kisses to be what healed you the next day.  

[reticent-writer]

hellooooo

i was wondering if you could do rengoku headcanons where the reader (gn and child, age 4-7) is kinda like giyu (quiet, doesn't talk much, introvert, etc) but extremely clingy and doesn't know how to talk to people other than rengoku?

(plus meeting giyu if possible, making him the readers second dad maybe)

ofc you dont have too :3

love your writings!!

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ thank you ❤

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"Y/n it's time to wake up." Rengoku gently shook you awake with the quietest voice he could muster.

You started to stir as he picked you up and brought you to the common room for breakfast.

Half awake, you tried to not fall face first into your food.

"Kyojuro that child of ours clearly isn't ready for the day." Your grandfather said as he sat you on his lap to feed you.

Contrary to popular belief shinjuro is soft when it comes to you.

"Sorry father I should've woken them up sooner." He said with the widest grin he could muster. Seeing his father handle his child with such care was enough to make his heart burst.

"Yeah you should have."

You are your father were going to a get together at tengens house. You didn't know weather to be excited or nervous.

Walking up to the estate you hide behind your fathers leg as he goes up to tengen.

"Ah Rengoku so glad you could make it and who might this little one be." Tengen knelt down to your height as your father stepped out from in front you.

You looked up at rengoku expecting him to say something but instead he urged you to.

"Hi, my name is Y/n." You said so quickly and quietly that he could barely hear you, even with him being the sound hashira.

"Nice to meet you Y/n. I'm the flamboyant sound hashira, tengen Uzui." He introduced himself as his wives came behind him and did the same.

"I'm hinasturu, his wife."

"Makio, is second wife."

"I'm Suma, his last wife."

It was clear that you had no idea how to respond and it was only making you more nervous.

Thank goodness Rengoku's eyes we're still functional as he noticed your worried face and picked you up to meet the others.

"Good job little one. You did just as we practiced, I'm so proud of you."

He ruffled your hair as you giggled.

"Both child and father souls as pure as snow." gyomei praised the both of you as you approached.

"Thank you gyomei. It is nice to see you on this fine day."

"Hello." You smiled not knowing that he couldn't see.

After a brief conversation that you weren't paying attention to your father moved on to another group of people.

You recognized two of them. Shinobu and mitsuri but there were three men you didn't know.

"Ah the happy family, how are you both." Shinobu say and rengoku handed you off to her.

You didn't mind.

'We are doing fine. I thought today was a great day for all of you to meet my child."

You waved as they all said there hellos.

You were never one for talking especially when it's people you don't know so you quietly listened until shinobu but you down and let your roam.

You were starting to get hungry and spotted a table with all kinds of food. But you were interested in the onigiri and sweet potatoes.

Walking up to the table you realize it's much higher than you expected but you weren't going to give up when you were so close to what you wanted.

You tried climbing. Fail.

You tried pulled on the cloth. Fail

You were about to stack things to reach before you were stopped but the water hashira.

"Do you want some food. " he said.

You nodded and pointed to onigiri and sweet potatoes which he provided. He got some for himself too.

"Your rengoku's kid right." He said.

You nodded.

"I'm giyuu tomioka. Nice to meet you."

"Nice too meet you too."

The both of ate in silence. But it wasn't awkward. You felt like you can talk about anything with him, and so you did.

The rest of the day you spent around giyuu he answered any question you had about anything.

He reminded you of your dad. So kind.

"Y/N IT'S TIME TO GO." Rengoku called.

You turned to giyuu and tanked him as you ran off to go home.

.

That night you wouldn't stop talking about the great day you had.

Rengoku was glad that you were getting out of your comfort zone and talking to new people.

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[megantrancyfanfics]

Better than me? Kyojuro Rengoku x female reader smut

Warning: public sex, jealous sex, overstimulation, fingering, teasing, pet names, creampie.

Tags: @animupiglett

Notes: once again, Rengoku is rotting my brain so you’re getting more content I’m sorry this rut might be over soon but who knows

Enjoy ❤️‍🔥

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When Mitsuri suggested for all the hashira’s to go to a mixed bathhouse together, everyone was joyous about it. After all, it would be a relaxation trip; meaning no crows were to interfere unless it’s absolutely an emergency.

The thing that feared you, was it being mixed. You and the flame hashira have been flirting back and forth for a while, with no understanding of what he wants. Is it all just fun to him? Or is the flirting meaningful?

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“Aww c’mon now y/n don’t be so shy!” Mitsuri exclaimed taking out her final braid.

“How are you so confident Mitsuri..?”

“It’s simple, I just don’t care what others think about my body, because at the end of the day it’s my body. I’m not here to please anyone but myself. Plus if anyone does dare to say something mean to me Obanai will kill them” she says with a giggle.

“Just flirt if it feels right.” Mitsuri continued with another giggle before grabbing your wrist and dragging you out of the changing room before you had the chance to grab a towel to cover yourself.

Rengoku, Giyuu, obanai, shinobu, And Tengen we’re already in the bath. The loud slaps of both yours and Mitsuri’s bare feet alerted the ones already in.

“This is gonna be so fun!” She giggles letting go of your wrist and jumping into the spring before going over to Obanai, Giyuu and shinobu.

You felt 2 pairs of eyes on you: both Rengoku and Tengen were staring at you like a predator laying eyes on its prey.

“My my y/n! Who knew you were hiding that Divine body under that baggy uniform!” Tengen said as you walked into the water, his eyes roaming your body.

‘Just flirt when the time feels right’ Mitsuri’s voice rang through your mind as you took a seat beside tengen.

“Oh? Divine enough to become a fourth wife?” You ask flirtily, making Tengen chuckle.

“Maybe, suma as been wanting an addition to the family.” He says with a wink. “If it does happen, I’ll make sure to treat you good.” He says huskily.

You playfully fanned your face and let out a quick “oh my~” before looking at Rengoku. His gaze and expression dark, only for it to snap back into its usual happy go lucky expression.

Rengoku let’s out a laugh. “My my! Tengen I do believe you’re allowing a problem to grow under the water!”

Both you and Tengen blank stared at the flame hashira, you being the first to catch on. Your body jolted as your face turned red. “Oh goodness! I did not mean for that to happen!” You exclaim moving over to sit beside Rengoku.

Tengen’s cheeks turned a shade of pink as he slid farther into the water. “ ‘s fine..I didn’t mean for that to happen either..I hope it doesn’t effect us.” You quickly shook your head no, before the three of you moved off of the subject at hand to talk about random missions and demons. Before long 2 hours had passed, merely all of the hashira had left to reside back in the hotel besides the 3 of you.

“Well, it’s been so flashy to talk to the two of you, but this hot water has me over cooked!” Tengen says with a laugh standing up, making you advert your gaze elsewhere.

“You two better not spend too much longer in here or else you’ll pass out.”

“Right! But it’s also good training to endure the heat!” Rengoku exclaims as Tengen leaves the spring to grab a towel. A quick “yeah yeah” leaving his mouth as he went to the changing rooms.

“So, you didn’t want to take a peek at tengen’s dick when he stood up?” Rengoku asked quietly and darkly, making you look at him.

“What?”

“I mean come on you flirted with my best friend in front of me! I’m rather shocked you didn’t wanna sneak a peek. Didn’t he say he’d treat you good? You should have snuck a peek at what he was talking about.”

“Now where is this coming from? Don’t tell me the flame hashira is jealous of a silly little flirt!” You coo playfully making Rengoku huff.

“Is it just a mere silly flirt when you’re flirting with me?” He gets close to your face, your lips inches from touching as he lowers his voice. “Because it certainly isn’t when I’m flirting with you, my dear y/n.” He says so quietly if he wasn’t as close as he was you wouldn’t hear it. He captures your lips with his, the kiss slow, sensual, you were able to feel the love Rengoku was wanting you to feel from that kiss.

When you pulled away, you locked eyes with him. “It’s not silly flirting when I flirt with you, Rengoku. I have deep feelings for you.” That’s all Rengoku needed to hear. Before you knew it, you were pulled onto Rengoku’s lap, your legs resting against the sides of his thighs as he slid his hand down to your pussy. Two fingers instantly started to rub your clit.

“Mm. That’s what I’ve been wanting to hear.” He coos before kissing down your neck until his lips latch onto your nipple, his fingers quickly turning you on, so much so you couldn’t help but to roll your hips to gain more friction. When your release started to build up, Rengoku stopped toying with your nipples and leaving little love marks around your chest, and slowed down his pace.

When you were about to protest, a gasp left your mouth when 2 of his long fingers entered your cunt.

“Aww if you’re already looking this fucked out and satisfied maybe I don’t need to make you mine in another way than just asking you out.” He says darkly, slowly pumping his fingers in and out of your cunt, before finding your g-spot when you arched you back and let out a whine. Rengoku quickly slapped his hand over your mouth before quickening his pace, abusing your g-spot. He felt your legs starting to shake and your pussy tighten.

“Now we can’t be getting caught unless you don’t want to feel that sweet release I know you’re so desperately close to receiving. Be a good girl and be super quiet for me. Once we get back home I’ll have you screaming for me ok?” With that, you were sent overboard, your orgasm washed over you, legs shaking even after you were coming off your high. You were embarrassed though, as Rengoku pulled out his fingers, and removed his hand from your mouth to place them on your hips, you were still horny and craving something to be inside of you. You moved closer to rengoku’s cock, once on top you couldn’t help but to roll your hips, letting out a satisfied “mm” when having something rubbing against your clit.

“My, someone’s eager.” He coos, surprising you when he rolls his hips. “Even though you just finished you want more?”

“Yes please I want it so bad, I’ve been wanting this for so long, I’ve been craving you. I want you Rengoku.”

A small smirk was on his lips as you felt his cock slip into your cunt. A soft moan escaped while biting your bottom lip. His movements started off slow, experimenting with each thrust before tightening his grip on your hips, eyes locked with yours.

“Remember to keep quiet.” He says before ramming into you so hard you start to see stars. Your hands rest on his shoulders, nails digging into them.

Dirty praises were murmured into your ears, but to be quite honest you couldn’t make it out all of your attention was drawn to your limit that quickly approached.

“Oh my stars, you’re tightening down on me so much.” He groaned out. “Do you think Tengen would be able to treat you better than me? Better than how I’m making you feel right now?” He asks, his hot breath tickling your neck before closing his mouth around your sweet spot to abuse it.

“N-no way..you’re making me feel so good kyo. I wouldn’t want anyone to even try to make me feel like this.” You moaned out, earning a satisfied mm from the man.

The man pulled away from your neck, his head falling backwards as his thrusts became sloppy. “Y/n you feel so good.”

“I’m so close” you whined, making Rengoku lock eyes with you. “Me too.”

“I want you to cum inside me Rengoku.”

“A-are you sure?” He stuttered out, you could tell he was fighting back his orgasm. With a nod of your head, both of you reached your peak.

Rengoku helped both of you ride out your highs before helping you off his cock and out of the hot spring.

“My Rengoku, I didn’t see you as someone who would be down to do such a naughty thing in a public place.” You say with a wink before capturing his lips with yours before pulling away.

Rengoku chuckled. “This place is meant for relaxing after all, dear y/n. Now go clean up. I wouldn’t want you making a mess and leaving evidence of what we did. I’ll wait for you so we can walk to our rooms together.”

End

Sorry for disappearing and coming back with such a crappy fanfic I promise I’ll be writing a better one soon! I hope y’all are doing well

[mystwrites]

Tickle Fight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ATTAAAAACCCKKKK!!!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[forsworned]

could I pls request the hashiras w/ a sensitive s/o ( they get upset easily etc . ) and how they’d react to someone accidentally saying something that made them cry ??

gender neutral reader if possible

if you don’t wanna write for all the hashira , feel free to pick your favourites or something , I don’t really mind tbh

thank you in advance ! ! ! have a wonderful day / noon / night 💞

a/n: thank you for requesting again!! this was lowkey hella hard to do dude so i'm really sorry for how long this took. i managed to get all the hashira in and kept it pg obviously for muichiro since he is underage but i left him as is. i was legit brain dead writing this but here you go!

𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕜𝕠 𝕜𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕛𝕦𝕣𝕠𝕦 ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

He doesn't take well to it, but he also understands that the fellow Demon Slayer was only trying to give you constructive criticism. Kyoujurou would scramble at first not knowing how to react since it was the first time he'd ever seen you so distraught. But then he'd finally recollect himself and dismiss the slayer and get back to you.

But just as he finally got himself together you'd throw yourself in his arms and blubber like a baby. Which again would have him flustered at first, but he'd soon chuckle and hold your face in his hands. A chaste kiss on your forehead that would cease your weeping.

"You know, my little flame, you're quite cute when you cry."

You looked up from his tear soaked uniform to his blazing eyes, gazing down at you lovingly. It sent your heart racing and you could no longer look at him. So you did what any other person would do if they were madly in love Kyo and couldn't look him in the eyes. You buried your face back into his chest while the heat rushed to your cheeks. The sound of laughter escaping his lips once more as you smiled against his damp uniform.

𝕘𝕚𝕪𝕦𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕠𝕜𝕒 ₍ᐢ ̥ ͉ ̥ᐢ₎

He doesn't exactly think it through, just does. So in one swoop motion he'd carry you out of there and gave the fellow slayer any icy glare that had them shivering to their core. You'd be shocked at how quickly he'd get you out of that situation and he'd stop at an isolated area for you guys to be alone.

"U-um, Giyuu?" You'd stutter, as you rubbed your eyelids and looked at him with eyes are big as saucers.

"Are you alright?" His stunning cerculean blue gaze was piercing through your heart.

"Y-yeah. You can put me down now." His face automatically vermillion with agitation at the realization of you being in his arms. He firmly planted you on the ground and turned away to avoid looking at you. You laughed at how cute he looked when becomes embarrassed and slipped your arms around him from behind as you buried your face in his back.

"Thank you, my love."

𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕟 𝕦𝕫𝕦𝕚 ₍ᐢ ̥ ̮ ̥ᐢ₎ *:･。

"Eh?! Why are you crying [name]?"

It wasn't the first time he'd see you crying, but he was very perplexed by the sight in front of him. He didn't think much of it when the lower rank demon slayer was simply advising you to be more careful on the next mission. His ruby glare burred holes into the back of their heads.

"Why the hell did you make them cry for? It's not very flamboyant of you." He was menancing to say the least. It caused the demon slayer to stammer on his words until you spoke up rubbing at your eyes.

"It's not their fault, Tengen. I just get emotional. You know this." You sniffled as you tried your best to regain your composure. A soft 'tch' left his lips before he carried you on his shoulder which gave rise to a squeal from you.

"Put me down!"

He smacked your bottom and chuckled devilishly.

"Nah, I think we're gonna change that whiney mood of yours right up!"

𝕠𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕚 𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕠 U ´꓃ ` U

He doesn't waste anytime elbowing the person into the ground. Not only for just talking to you, but making you cry?! Oh, buddy. You're in for the beating of a lifetime.

"Obanai!" You exclaimed. Your tear stained face contorted into worry as you watched the now pummeled slayer knock out cold.

"That'll teach him. I'll make sure he never sees the light of day the next time he even looks in your direction." He sneered at them and then looked at you with gentle eyes. "Are you alright?"

You nodded as he dabbed away at your face and caressed you cheek.

"Alright, let's go then."

He stated before getting up and taking your hand in his as he dragged you away from the scene.

"Wait! Shouldn't we help him?" You were glad that Obanai cared that much about you, but he really shouldn't just go around attacking people like that and leaving them unconscious.

"No, Shinobu will take care of that eyesore."

𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕓𝕦 𝕜𝕠𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕦 Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

"You must have a death wish."

The tone in her voice was so venomous yet sickly sweet it almost could've been enough to kill you. The nerve in her temple popping out as the demon slayer who was unfortunate enough to accidentally make you cry shuddered in fear.

"Shinobuuu." You whined. "Please leave them alone. They didn't mean any harm!"

Her eyes went soft when she saw you in your distressed state and then back to her vicious glare when it was back on them. "Run along now."

Her voice still even, yet scary. The demon slayer bowed quickly before escaping leaving you two alone. Shinobu sighed as she caressed your cheek.

"You're so delicate, sometimes." Your shoulders slumped at her words. It wasn't for long because Shinobu decided to plant a kiss on your nose and giggled. "Ara, ara, [name]-chan. You're still my sweet butterfly."

Shinobu didn't show much PDA, but when she did it made your heart implode and she was absolutely, 1000% aware of this.

𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕚 𝕜𝕒𝕟𝕣𝕠𝕛𝕚 ʕ♡˙ᴥ˙♡ʔ

Her face would get all puffed up and red as she watched you cry from a few feet away, that is until you started to hug the person that was causing the "commotion".

"I hope you find peace." You said softly as you pulled away. The person thanked you and bowed with tears in their eyes before stepping away.

"[Name], are you okay?!" Mitsuri exclaimed as she hugged you with all her might. You had to tap out for her to let go. She noticed this and you gasped for air as she apologized endlessly.

"I'm okay, Mitsuri. Their family was attacked by demons and I managed to save one member and they just came to thank me in person." You vigorously swabbed at your eyes with your sleeves before smiling again at your lovely wife. Mitsuri didn't realize her strength and sometimes that would lead to her infamous death hugs.

"Oh, [name]! You are so heroic!" She squeaked with joy as she squeezed you again, this time with less agnozing pressure. You hugged her back as you laid your head on her shoulder and thanked God your partner was as lovely as she was.

𝕘𝕪𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕚 𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 ₍ᐢ｡ ˬ ｡ᐢ₎

His towering height alone was enough to have the culprit who made you cry shaking in their boots. Gyomei would simply ignore that he sent that person pissing themselves and would lift you in his arms as he dabbed away at your tears with his hankerchief.

"Dont cry, my flower. They're not worth your precious tears." He'd murmur against the apple of your cheek as he kissed it. This would instantly boost your mood and have you throwing your arms around him and squeezing him tight. You'd plant the biggest kiss on his cheek causing him to blush.

"Thank you, Gyo."

𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕚 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕫𝕦𝕘𝕒𝕨𝕒 ʕ； •`ᴥ•´ʔ

Anger. Kind of a no brainer. He'd go off on the person who made you cry and in return would make them cry and run far, far away. He'd comfort you by giving you a nice, bear hug and kiss on the top of your forehead whilst asking if you were ok. You'd end up laughing with tears still in your eyes and obviously this would puzzle him.

"What are you laughing about?"

"You just scared the bejeezus out of that guy and sent him crying!"

He'd chuckle and bring you back in for another warm hug and your face would nuzzle the crook of his neck.

"I'll send anyone crying for you."

𝕞𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕠 𝕥𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕥𝕠 ₍ᐢ ̥ ̞ ̥ᐢ₎ ♥

Much like when he showed his distain towards Tanjiro when he interrupted Oyakata-sama. He would be watching from a distance, and fiercely flick pebbles at a scary fast velocity that was deadly enough to pierce a hole through the person who dared to talk down to you. But, of course, he held back since it was only a mere human but it was enough to send them to groveling on their knees.

You'd wipe your tears away and turn in the direction it came from to see Muichiro smiling at you while tossing a pebble up and down in hand. He was always watching over you.

[oopsitszuli]

Reactions to their crush kissing their cheek (Sfw, GN!Reader)

Authors note: Sorry of Giyuu seems out of character, I’m not the best at writing him. Also Uzui isn’t married to his three wives in his headcanons.

Warnings: none!

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Ft: Mitsuri, Tengen, Giyuu, Shinobu

Mitsuri Kanroji:

* You and Mitsuri met while volunteering at an animal shelter and you two both immediately hit it off.

* Turns out you two had lots in common and you both started hanging out a lot.

* One day, you two were getting lunch at your local cafe when mitsuri started to talk about wanting to open her own restaurant.

[ “Well why don’t you? You’re an amazing chef!” You smiled brightly before taking a sip of the drink you ordered.

“Because it’s a lot of legal work and a lot of money! Plus I don’t think anyone would fully support me if i did.” She frowned a bit ]

* you sighed softly before standing up slightly and leaning across the empty table, you placed a quick kiss on her cheek and smiled

[ “I’ll support you! No matter what.” ]

* Immediately a huge smile and blush erupts across her face

* After a moment of hesitation she stands up and hugs you to the best of her abilities with the table in the way.

* You chuckle softly before placing a kiss on her forehead

[ “Then it’s decided! Once i get my restaurant open that’s where I’ll take you on a date!” She said proudly which had you blushing in response.

“That sounds lovely mitsy.” You smiled softly. ]

Tengen Uzui:

* You were a medic at the butterfly estate and had met the sound Hashira after he had sustained a decent sized wound on his back, since Shinobu Wasn’t around and aoi was busy you were the one assigned to take care of him.

* Luckily, he was really nice! Kind of a flirt but still very kind to you.

* A few days after he had left the butterfly estate, he returned with another injury and requested for you to patch it up.

* The same cycle continued for around a month and during that time you two got very close.

* Around the time he came back to the estate for the third time in a span of a week you started to get a little more suspicious then you already were.

[ “How come you keep getting injured so much all of a sudden?! You used to never get injured this much!” You scolded him while wrapping a cut on his forearm with bandages.

“Oh- um. I guess I’ve just been getting reckless.” He said in the most unconvincing manner.

“Reckless my ass. You don’t have to lie to me Uzui.” You raised your eyebrow as he let out a deep sigh.

“Ok fine. I feel like I need an excuse to come see you.” ]

* You blushed at his answer but quickly a soft smile spread across your face as you chuckled lightly.

* He looked at you with a look of confusion when you chuckled, did you think he was joking?

[ “I’m being serious.” He said again after you only responded with a chuckle. ]

* You finished wrapping his arm then you faced him, you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek and smiled after you pulled away.

[ “I know you are. But you don’t need an excuse to come visit me, I like spending time with you.” You said softly]

* It took him a moment to process what you said but once he did he smirked and leaned his face in closer to yours.

[ “Oh really? Does that mean you find me pleasing to look at?” He said smugly.

“Don’t push it Uzui.” You giggled softly while you felt a light blush rise to your cheeks. ]

Giyuu Tomioka:

* Giyuu was hard to get close too. You’ll be the first to admit that.

* But somehow, through sheer persistence and understanding, you managed to break through his rough outer walls and get close to the water Hashira.

* He was quiet and didn’t show much emotions but in the moments you had alone with him he was completely diffrent, smiling softly and taking to you about many different things.

* Somehow, despite giyuus rough facade, you ended up catching feelings for him and unbeknownst to you he had developed the biggest crush on you.

* And one day you were walking through the garden at your estate when Giyuu appeared from the front yard.

[ “Hello [Name] I hope I’m not intruding.” He said softly while walking over to you, you turned to look at him as he approached you.

“You’re never intruding.” You responded with a bright smile on your face]

* You two talked for a while and suddenly Giyuu got on to the topic of wanting to spend more time together.

[ “I want to spend more time with you.....you make me happy.” He said softly, almost whispering. ]

* You blushed at his remark before getting an idea, and while he wasn’t paying full attention you leaned in and placed a quick peck on his cheek.

[ “Id like to spend more time with you as well...and I feel the same, being around you makes me very happy.” You replied after pulling away from him ]

* a blush quickly spread across giyuus face and a soft smile broke across his lips as he pulled you in to a hug.

[ “Well then how about the two of us go to dinner together tonight....just us?” ]

Shinobu Kocho:

* You and Shinobu both joined the Hashira ranks around the same time and got close due to you being newer members.

* You two quickly became amazing friends and spent a lot of time together.

* Currently you were being admitted to the butterfly estate after sustaining a pretty nasty cut on your side.

[ “I told you that you needed to start being more careful.” Shinobu scolded you while starting to patch up your wound.

“I know.....and I’m sorry. But at least the wound isn’t that bad!” You responded, only earning a displeased look from Shinobu. ]

* she finished patching your wound and once she was done she looked up at you with a worried look on her face.

[ “You need to promise me that you’ll actually start to be more careful... I couldn’t imagine what I would do if I lost you.” she said softly while playing with her hands. ]

* You could feel a blush spread across your face and to the best of your abilities you leaned up and placed a quick kiss on her cheek before laying back down on the hospital bed.

[ “I promise I’ll be more careful.” You said softly before taking her hand in yours ]

* she blushed and smiled before bringing your hand up to her lips and placing a gentle kiss on your knuckles.

[ “You better be good at keeping promises.” She giggled softly ]

[toxiccluvvv]

Sweet (2);

Pairing: Tengen Uzui x You

Content warning: swearing

Word count: 737 words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: Tengen takes you on your first date <3.

This is a request for @unsuretater-simp

Masterslist-

{I can make a part 3! I enjoy this little scenario that I made-}

Tengen was beyond excited for the date you had planned for Friday night, he was so excited even his students saw a change.

“Okay class, I want you to draw what you perceive to be beautiful.” He spoke with a smile, already knowing what he wanted to draw. As his students began to sketch out their drawings, Tengen began to sketch you.

You had a very busy week, so the week flew by. Your brothers have been grilling you about the man who you’re going on a date with, Tengen hasn’t been in this week, so they couldn’t see him.

“You know we meeting him before you leave right?” Your brother spoke from beside you, you simply giggle ignoring him. It was almost time for Tengen to be here and you had to get ready.

You put on your favorite Haori, while letting your hair fall on your shoulders. You were so excited, you’ve never been asked out before, especially someone so attractive.

When you heard your doorbell ring, you rushed down the stairs. When you opened the door you were at a loss for words, he looks absolutely handsome. He was wearing his hair down, he was wearing a long red Haori, with earrings. To say he looked good was an understatement.

Tengen thought you looked breathtaking, you were wearing a thigh length (f/c) Haori, your hair was down, and you were wearing light makeup. He noticed someone come from behind you before he could greet you.

“Are you the boy who’s going to be taking her out?” The man from behind her spoke with his arms crossed. Tengen smiled before responding, “I am! My names Tengen Uzui! It’s nice to meet you!”

“I’m (y/n)’s brother, it’s a pleasure. Treat her well.” He spoke before walking away, you blushed, slightly embarrassed.

“Well… we can go now..” you spoke, grabbing your sandals and your bag, closing the door as you stepped out. “You look beautiful.” Tengen spoke from behind you as he held his hand out for you to hold. You blushed looking down at the ground, “thank you, you don’t look bad yourself..”

The two of you drove to the school first, “I know you may be a little confused, but you just gotta follow me.” He chuckled lacing his hands with yours as he walked in the school.

The two of you walked to the art room, he unlocked the door, and turned on the lights. All around the room he had his students art on display with the drawing of you in the middle, “I had my students draw what they perceived as beautiful, I drew you.” You turned around with tears in your eyes; you’ve never had anyone do such things for you.

“Tengen… it’s so beautiful.” You spoke with a blush before wrapping your arms around his neck. He smiled wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. “I only drew the assignment.” He chucked.

The two of you left with your picture, and drove to your real date. You both went to a music festival, Tengen loved to listen to music, so he thought it would be a fun date.

The two of you danced, ate food, and spent the whole night together. You knew you were growing feelings for the man, you loved being around him, and you loved his energy. At the end of the nights they started fireworks.

Tengen admired you looking up at the flashy sky, “I had an amazing night with you.” Tengen spoke squeezing your hand lightly.

You smiled at him, “so did I, you’re amazing.” You giggled, genuinely feeling on top of the world. “You’re the amazing one, you’re so beautiful.” He smiled turning to face you. You blushed looking down, he chuckled before lifting your head. “May I kiss you?” He whispered leaning in closer, all you could do is nod your head, as you began to lean in too.

When the two of your lips met your stomach erupted with butterflies, you never wanted this feeling to end. The two of you remained that way a few moments before the two of you broke apart, “your kissing skills are flamboyant.” He spoke with a small chuckle, you giggled as you felt a blush spread across your cheeks. “You’re not to bad yourself.”

Your first day with Tengen was fucking amazing, so much so he asked for another one.

[shinobusupremecy]

Hey! May I request Yandere Shinobu with Muichiro younger sister (Muichiro is 18 here)? She is kind of like her older brother She barely remembers people and likes to sit in the rain! She also uses the same breathing style as him! She's not a hashira yet but she's trying to be one! Can this also be headcanons?

(you can add this if you want but she also dies to the same demon that her brother dies from)

Yandere Shinobu x Muichiro’s little sister hcs

A/N: Okay I don’t know if I should write this romaticlly since Muichiro is 18 here and the reader is younger than him so I don’t know if I should make her a few months younger than Muichiro but I will do that. So the reader is 18 too and two months younger than Muichiro.

Art credits: https://www.deviantart.com/eiimeii/art/demon-slayer-shinobu-kochou-fanart-841199857

🦋- The first thing Shinobu noticed about you was that you were like your brother. You were forgetful and quiet.

🦋- Even if no one told her that you and Muichiro were siblings she could put two and two together.

🦋- She met you first at a pillar meeting. Muichiro decided to bring you to a pillar meeting to introduce you. 

🦋- Mitsuri thought you were cute, Gyomei could tell you were strong so he prayed for you, Sanemi, Giyu and Obani didn’t care that much and thought you were okay, Kyojuro got excited about you, same with Tengen but you constantly forgot about Tengen whenever he tried to talk to you so that kinda pissed him off. 

🦋- You wanted to become a pillar and many of the pillars believed that you could become one.

🦋- One time you got injuried and had to be sent off to the butterfly estate. Shinobu took care of you and she liked you alot. Whenever it was raining Shinobu would always find you sitting on the ground letting the rain fall on you. 

🦋- You loved sitting in the rain since it was relaxing for you. Shinobu found it a bit odd at first but she doesn’t judge. 

🦋- “What are you doing here sitting in the rain? You know you will get very dirty if you sit like that” You only turned to her and tilted your head at her. “Who are you?” Shinobu sighed out but giggled a bit. “You’re just like your brother”. 

🦋- Since you were forgetful Shinobu always had to remind you who she is or what you had to do and so on. Shinobu wanted you to remember her so she introduced herself everytime you asked. 

🦋- Still you forgot so she decided to do diffrent stuff that would make you remember her like taking you to wisteria trees or giving you tea whenever you sat in the rain. She even drew a picture of herself and put her name on it so whenever you saw her you remeberd her name. 

🦋- She was happy knowing her and Muichiro were like the only people that you rembered. 

🦋- Shinobu developed a crush on you and you did the same. You didn’t know this feeling only that it would appear when she was with you. 

🦋- Shinobu confessed to you and you two became a thing.

🦋- Shinobu didn’t have to concern herself much that you were gonna leave her since like said her and your own brother were the only people you rembered. 

Huge manga spoilers below here.

🦋- Muichiro got his memories back before you which lead to him and Shinobu trying to regain your memories. 

🦋- You noticed that Muichiro was acting alot happier and didn’t forget stuff so easily which you found odd but you shrugged it off. 

🦋- Shinobu didn’t know if it was possibe for you and Muichro to get your memories back but when Muichiro got his memories back she was certain that you could regain your memories too. 

🦋- You actually got your memories back thanks to Muichiro and Shinobu.  

🦋- Shinobu was afraid that you would leave Shinobu since you could rember people now and you might not like her so much anymore. 

🦋- But you never showed any sign of you wanting to leave Shinobu so her worry eased. 

🦋- When you got your memory back, your dates became more romantic instead of a one sided date since now you also actually talked back more. 

🦋- That also lead to your first kiss and you two kissed more often. 

🦋- Sadly Muzan existed and you all got trapped in his infinaty fortress. 

🦋- You and Shinobu looked for each other but when Shinobu saw Douma she decided to deal with him first.

🦋- When you learned that Shinobu died you became devestated. She was there for you and loved you even if you were forgetful. She had the patience of a saint and you were always grateful for that. 

🦋- Letting your rage tumble over you foguht harder against upper moon 1 Kokushibo but sadly he got a nasty hit on you which lead to your death. 

🦋- After the fight you and Muichiro both closed your eyes letting your souls wander to heaven. 

🦋- If Shinobu did survive however and you didn’t she would be depressed for probably the rest of her life. She lost her parents, sister and now you.

🦋- She thought her rage would end when she avenged her sister but when you died her rage returned. 

🦋- Plus there weren’t any demons anymore she could take out her rage on so she would isolate herself not talking to anyone. She has simply lost too much. There’s only so much a human being can take. 

A/N:Okay I’m aware I was all over the place with the last headcannons but please bear with that and it got pretty dark. And thank you for requesting this was fun to write! 

[tothemeadow]

A New Year’s gift from me to you!

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Prologue | Chapter One

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“Not interested.”

All it takes is those two words, two dreadful words, and Kyojuro’s groaning in disappointment. Tapping his fingers against the chair’s arms, he pushes his lips out in a pout. Giyuu merely rolls his eyes at him, gaze flicking back to whatever is displayed on the computer’s screen.

It had only been a mere suggestion, nothing more. Go out, get some drinks, maybe find someone to take home. Lord knows how much Giyuu needs to get laid; the guy’s stress is palpable, and Kyojuro wants to help his friends however he can. Maybe all it takes is to get his dick sucked, nice and fucking hard. And, if he plays his cards right, have someone clinging onto his arm by the end of the night.

Kyojuro isn’t an idiot, nor is he blind. Giyuu is beautiful, looking like he stepped right out of the pages of some goddamn fairy tale. Hell, even his bank account is real pretty, every single zero making it even more dazzling. What he means is that Giyuu can have anybody if he truly wanted to. The problem is, however, is that a sack of potatoes has more charisma than the poor man. Giyuu isn’t much of a social butterfly, unlike Kyojuro.

It kind of sucks.

“Aw, come on, man,” Kyojuro groans, “let me take you for a night out. You need some time to sit back and relax. Let someone else take care of you.”

“You’re being awfully persistent about this.”

“That’s because I want what’s best for you, duh. You run some bigshot company and need me to explain that to you? What was the point of you traveling overseas for university if you don’t put that knowledge to use?”

With a sigh, Giyuu turns away from his computer and rests his elbows on his desk. Like the rest of his office, it’s a solid piece of modern, expensive style. The wood gleams with the rays of sunlight pouring in through the windows, looking almost too neat to be believable. There’s not a speck of dust in sight. It’s not the first time Kyojuro’s visited Giyuu’s office, but it always amazes him just how clean and immaculate the space is. It really reflects its owner, his simple yet sleek style.

“Kyojuro,” Giyuu starts, threading his fingers together, “you literally told me you wanted me to take someone home.”

At that, Kyojuro smiles. “And what’s your point? You go to some Ivy League school and not partake in some parties? No keg stands? Beer pong? Fucking the brains out of some busty blonde?”

“Not everyone is a certified sex symbol,” Giyuu states coolly. “You don’t see my face on the cover of magazines advertising an article about some upcoming film where I blow everyone to bits and take a dame to bed.”

“Ohohoho, somebody’s getting frisky, I see. That is a sign, my dear friend. You need to get your dick wet and pronto.”

“Don’t belittle me.”

Raising his hands in mock self-defense, Kyojuro flashes Giyuu a knowing smirk. “You’re only proving my point. And if you don’t want to meet somebody random, why not let me hit up someone I know? I can set you up.”

Giyuu scoffs. “No thanks.”

“Oooo, what about Mitsuri or Shinobu-“

“Don’t ever suggest that,” Giyuu hisses. His entire face scrunches, much like he just tasted something incredibly sour.

Bursting into a fit of laughter, Kyojuro leans forward in his seat, hands gripping onto his sides. “Shit, man, I forget how funny you can be sometimes!” Wiping away at his eyes, he sits back, a spare giggle or two escaping from his lips. “Speaking of Mitsuri… I guess she really hit it off with Idris’ girl’s friend.”

Instead of saying anything, Giyuu merely raises an eyebrow. However, he still looks incredibly disinterested.

“Oh, you remember her, don’t you? The one from the party last week? Long legs, nice ass? I think her name was (y/n)?”

At the mention of your name, Giyuu visibly perks up. Heh. Hook, line, and sinker.

“It’s a damn shame, don’t you think? Somebody so fine got nabbed before I even had the chance to make a move,” Kyojuro continues, willing his voice to take on a wistful tone. He sends Giyuu a wink. “She’s a solid ten, don’t you think?”

The movement is so, so subtle, but Kyojuro knows he’s got Giyuu right where he wants him. Giyuu clears his throat, then – a poor attempt at trying to come off as disinterested. “It’s a good thing Mitsuri found someone she likes so much,” he says, completely bypassing the question.

“Mitsuri likes her, alright; likes her even better in bed.”

It takes all of Kyojuro’s willpower not to laugh, it really does. He can practically see the gears turning in Giyuu’s head, the slight tinge of red blooming on the tips of his ears. Jeez, if it takes this much to get Giyuu flustered, then he’d pay to see what would happen if he took Giyuu to a strip club.

“And I’ll tell you what,” he continues, crossing his legs and cocking his head. “Mitsuri’s willing to share her with the rest of us, but only if she wants it.”

“What… What are you talking about? What do you mean by sharing?”

Clicking his tongue in amusement, Kyojuro uncrosses his legs and shuffles forward, just barely sitting on the edge of the chair. “Exactly what it sounds like, Giyuu. Doesn’t that sound nice? Imagine having a pretty thing like that sitting on your lap.”

Again, Giyuu scoffs. “You’re starting to sound like Tengen.”

“But you didn’t say no to what I just put in your head.”

Giyuu grumbles something under his breath, but it’s too low for Kyojuro to understand. No matter; there’s a knock at the door, then, and in pops Giyuu’s personal secretary’s head. A cute boy – Kamado Tanjiro – with honest eyes and a genuine smile. The earrings he wears swings in his lobes. “Tomioka-san, you’re three o’clock appointment is here. Shall I tell them you’re busy?”

“Don’t worry about it, Tanjiro,” Kyojuro says. Drawing himself up to a stand, he smooths out the wrinkles in his pants and salutes Giyuu with two fingers. “Think about what I said, Giyuu. There’s fun to be had.” With a final smirk, he brushes past Tanjiro and leaves.

-

It’s only been a few days since that experience with Mitsuri, but you can already tell that something’s changed. Granted, you still feel a bit odd about the whole situation, but another, darker side of you is pleased. Daki is more than ecstatic to have you as a sugar sister; before, whenever you’d go shopping with her, you’d only help pick out clothing for her since everything was way too damn expensive. Now, though… Now things are different.

“I still can’t believe this is happening,” Daki gushes from where she sits. Perched on a fluffy stool in front of her vanity, she carefully applies a set of false eyelashes. “Like, think of all the fun things we get to do together! Don’t get me wrong, Idris is great, but some of those parties he drags me to can be an absolute bore. If you’re there, well, it’s bound to be more fun! Besides, think of all the yummy treats you’ll get to have…”

From your spot on the couch, you guffaw at your friend’s attempt to hype you up. Carefully, you dip the brush back into the bottle; the nail polish Daki picked out is a shade of pastel pink with pearl undertones. She said Mitsuri really had a thing for pretty pink things, so it was only natural for you to fit that bill, obviously.

“Yes, because stuffing my face with macarons and bubbly is how I want to spend my time,” you say, sarcasm dripping heavily from your words.

“Oh, like you wouldn’t love that,” Daki throws right back at you. “Besides, you wanna be extra sweet for Mitsuri, don’t you? Don’t act like Mitsuri didn’t already have her head stuffed between your legs.”

“Daki!” you shriek. You scramble to catch the bottle of nail polish before it spills all over the place. “Don’t say things like that!”

“Pffft, what for? It’s true, you sneaky bitch! You’ve been glowing ever since your date with her! Did I not tell you that sex with Misturi is the bomb?”

“Okay, okay! You were right!” you exclaim, bursting into round of giggles.

Putting her mascara away, Daki gets up from her spot and moves to where you sit on the couch. Lifting your legs, she slithers in next to you and props your feet on her lap. “Give me that,” she says, taking the nail polish away from you. “Are you and Mitsuri going on a date anytime soon?”

As you nod, a sheepish smile grows on your face. “Yeah – she’s taking me to a theatre tonight, actually. I guess there’s some play she wanted to watch with me.”

“Aww, well isn’t that cute!” Daki chirps, not looking away from the task at hand. “Wait,” she says, suddenly looking up at you, “that means I get to play dress up, right?”

Since being Idris’ sugar baby and all, Daki is no stranger to the luxurious lifestyle and the vast amount of clothes and accessories that comes with. Furthermore, Idris even bought her some swanky apartment, filled with top notch appliances, spacious rooms, and yes, you guessed it – a walk in closet. It’s where you sit now, gazing at the numerous wracks of clothing, the shelves of shoes and purses. It put you in mind of Barbie’s closet, actually, with just how many articles of clothing Daki owns.

You guess you could consider yourself lucky that you and your best friend are the same size. Sure, you’ve shared clothes with each other throughout the years, but once she started her “collection” of designer products, it was game over. You became her personal doll, then, and Daki loved every second of it.

The smile on your face grows at Daki’s excitement. “Who else would I have to pick me out the perfect outfit?” you coo. Daki giggles, then, her green eyes sparkling with mirth.

“Chop, chop,” she says, pushing your feet away and standing up. You take a moment to admire the neatly applied nail polish adorning your toes. “I have the perfect outfit in mind for you, and it’s bound to have Mitsuri drooling all over you!”

“Are you sure about that?” you tease, lolling your head to the side.

Scurrying over to a wrack of dresses (all of which are designer, you’re sure of it), Daki pushes some to the side and grabs one that has you gasping. Powder blue in color, the bustier top and layered tulle skirt almost seem more befitting of a princess rather than yourself. Standing up from the couch, you walk over to her, eager to get a better closer. Lacey pastel flower decorate the top layer of tulle and travel up the bustier, all looking so delicate and sweet. It’s a beautiful dress, that much is for sure.

“I’ll do your hair and makeup, too, okay!” Daki exclaims. She really is too sweet for her own good sometimes.

Later that very evening, you’re sitting in the back of a sleek, luxurious car. Mitsuri sits next to you, looking as perfect as always; with her curled hair pinned high on her head, you’re graced with the elegant slope of her neck, the diamond choker wrapped around her throat. A few curly wisps of pink and green hair frame her face, give her a youthful look. She’s so breathtakingly stunning that it’s leaving your throat dry.

Mitsuri busies herself with messaging someone on her phone – she’s already apologized for letting her work get in the way of your date tonight – but you don’t mind, not when you get to gaze at her lovely being. You’ve already began to familiarize yourself with her brand and the creative looks she specializes in: sultry, elegant, and enough to bring a person to their knees. Perhaps that’s what you tell yourself as your eyes scan over her bare skin; it’s for fashion, of course, not because you’re a shameless pervert.

Still, the choker adorning her throat is a bit too enticing, especially with its delicate chain hanging from its center, nestled between the valley of her voluptuous breasts. Why does she always have to have her cleavage on full display around you? Doesn’t she have any idea how much it makes your brain melt?

“You’re staring,” Mitsuri murmurs, her attention still on her phone. The corners of her mouth curl into a smile. “You’re not distracted, are you, sweets?”

“I’m sorry, Mommy,” you whisper. “It’s not my fault that you’re too pretty.”

A pleasant blush blooms on her face. Sparing a moment to glance at the chauffeur, Mitsuri clicks her screen off and puts her phone back into her purse. “Come here,” she says, her voice dripping with honey. Wrapping an arm around your waist, she pulls you closer, barely brushes her glossed lips against your ear. “You don’t want to start something like that, do you? I don’t want to be rude and ruin the back of this car.”

The giggle in your ear is enough to send shivers down your spine. “What do you mean?”

“What I mean, sweets, is that I don’t want to have someone clean your cum off of this leather.”

You gasp as a wave of heat strikes your very core, wraps around your insides and gives them a good squeeze. “Mommy,” you plead, keeping your voice quiet.

“And your hair and makeup look so nice,” Mitsuri continues. “It’d be a shame to ruin it before you get to show it off.”

Shit, Daki was right. Turns out she knew exactly what she was doing.

“All that matters is that Mommy got to see it,” you purr, leaning more into her warm body. Your eyelashes flutter when her soft breast makes contact with your arm. “It doesn’t matter who else gets to see it.”

The grip around your waist tightens. “(y/n)…”

“Kanroji-san, we’re here,” the chauffeur’s voice suddenly cuts in. It’s enough to snap you back to reality; glancing out the window, you’re greeted with the sight of a brightly lit theatre and a line of patrons waiting at the ticket booth.

“My, my,” Mitsuri says, “looks like it’s going to be a packed house tonight. It’s a good thing I booked some tickets ahead of time, huh?” Turning back to you, she flashes a lovely smile and caresses your cheek. “Have you ever sat in a balcony seat before, darling? You’re going to have a great view.”

“Wait, seriously? Aren’t those super… expensive…?” as you trail off, realization dawns upon you. Of course Mitsuri would buy out some of the most expensive seats in the house – it’s only natural of her to do so. Still, the mere idea of how much they even spent throws your mind in for a loop.

“And your reaction makes it even more special,” Mitsuri purrs. “Come on, let’s go get seated while there’s still time.”

Opening the car door, Mitsuri steps out, and then she promptly turns back to you to help. Linking her arm around yours, she leads you inside the theatre; taking some twists and turns, she leads you up a secluded staircase that, in turn, takes you to the proper balcony. A gasp escapes from your mouth before you can stop it. It’s utterly breathtaking from where you are, the large stage set below you, the sea of people swarming to find their own seats.

“It’s nice, isn’t it?” Mitsuri asks you as she joins you by the ledge. Setting her elbows on the wall, she looks around the theatre, a thoughtful hum vibrating in her throat. “And just think, sweets, that this is all for you.” Turning to you, she perches her chin in a hand. “I’ll show you so many things that you’ll love, darling. It’s the least I can do.”

“Mitsuri,” you murmur. Swallowing thickly, you push back the creeping urge to cry. How did you get so lucky meeting someone so genuinely sweet?

“Hey now,” Mitsuri continues, still using that honeyed tone, “don’t get sappy. If you start to cry, then I’ll start crying as well!”

Beckoning you over, she takes her seat and watches as you take the one next to hers. The balcony itself is small, with enough room only for three seats. And, as far as it seems, you’ll get to spend the entirety of the play alone with Mitsuri, away from wandering eyes. Hands intertwined with hers, the two of you fall into easy conversation and mild flirting to pass the time. Both of you are practically petting each other’s thighs through your dresses when the door opens; snapping hands away from each other, you turn to see who the unexpected newcomer is.

“Giyuu?”

Coming to an abrupt stop at the sound of his name, Giyuu’s eyes widen. Once he sees it’s only you and Mitsuri, he visibly relaxes, his shoulders slumping. “Um… Hello, ladies. I wasn’t expecting to see you here.” Drawing around the corner, he stands awkwardly before the empty seat. He offers a polite bow, but you notice right away that his eyes refuse to meet yours.

“This is certainly a pleasant surprise!” Mitsuri chirps, a dazzling smile spreading on her features.

“Tomioka-san,” you say, trying to put his nerves at ease, “please, sit down. I don’t bite.”

Still, Giyuu refuses to meet your eyes, but he does as you say and takes the seat next to you. It may be the dim light of the theatre, but you swear there’s a faint blush on his cheeks.

Okay, time to try this again. “Tomioka-san… I wanted to thank you for last time. For trying to comfort me when I was so obviously out of place at that party.”

At that, Giyuu clears his throat, and then he finally looks at you. Instead of saying anything, though, he merely grunts and nods his head. You offer him a small smile.

Just as you remember, he’s devastatingly handsome, his gaze a cold, steely blade. On the outside, he seems incredibly intimidating; dark hair, black getup, sharp eyes. You know there’s more than what meets the eye, and Giyuu is the epitome of that very concept. The aura surrounding him is calming, reassuring. You barely know the guy, only met him once, but you already like him.

“My, Giyuu,” Mitsuri speaks up, leaning forward in her seat so she can look around you, “don’t you look nice! I always told you that you would look great in black on black, but you never listen to me! Now look at you! You look like you just came straight off a runway! Don’t you think so, (y/n)?”

Mitsuri has a point, of course. Dressed in a black suit, black button up, and black shoes, Giyuu is the textbook definition of tall, dark, and handsome. He almost seems flustered by Mitsuri’s comment; he looks to you, an unreadable glint in his eyes. Slowly, you nod, humming your agreement.

“I think he looks absolutely dashing,” you say, a small giggle following afterwards.

Giyuu’s eyes drift down, skim across your pretty dress, but you notice the way they linger over the bits of your bare skin. Hastily clearing his throat, his eyes flicker back up, the blush on his cheeks darkening the slightest bit. “You look beautiful,” he murmurs. “That color really suits you.”

With a smile, you look away, trying to ignore the excited thumping of your heart. Unbeknownst to you, Mitsuri sends Giyuu a glare, but then it melts away into a knowing look. Giyuu catches her eyes, and a silent conversation passes between the two of them.

Perhaps you should’ve paid more attention to them. You should’ve noticed Giyuu’s lingering stares, the way Mitsuri’s hand stayed on your thigh the entire time. But no, you were so enraptured by the play on the stage, stuck in a state of constant awe by the performer’s exquisite ways.

It’s about three fourths of the way through when Mitsuri finally places her lips against your ear, her warm breath fanning across the delicate skin. “Sweets, don’t tell me you haven’t noticed, hmm? You’re ruining the experience for Giyuu.” Confused by what she meant, you begin to turn your head to her, but she quickly stops you in your place. “Now, now, don’t make it so obvious. Instead of watching the show, he’s been watching you. I wonder why that is?” She breaks into a low, sultry laugh. You’ve only seen her act this one once, and that was when the two of you…. Well, you know…

“I noticed the way you were looking at him earlier,” Mitsuri continues. “He really is such a pretty man, isn’t he? Especially dressed in all black like that… It’s almost kind of exciting, isn’t it?” Again, she chuckles. “Now, this is entirely up to you, sweets, but I don’t have a problem sharing.”

What? What was that supposed to mean?

“I know, I know, this is all too sudden, but think about it. He’s a pretty man, wouldn’t you agree? I’m not saying you have to, but wouldn’t it be nice to see him in between your legs?”

This time, you snap your head to her. “Mitsuri!” you whisper-yell, “What the hell are you trying to do?!”

“Don’t act so prudish, sweets,” she purrs, her fingers trailing over your jaw. “Just look at him.” Taking your chin in hand, she directs you to look at Giyuu instead. Only one half of his face is illuminated from the light coming from the stage, but you can see the hungry glint in his eyes. “He’s practically undressing you with his eyes, sweets. How does that make you feel?”

“Tomioka-san…”

“Please don’t consider me lewd,” Giyuu starts, his voice just above a raspy grumble. “But I… I’ve been thinking about you a lot,” he confesses. “It isn’t fair to you of me thinking that way.”

Swallowing thickly, you release a shaky breath. “And what were you thinking, exactly…?”

Closing his eyes, Giyuu takes a moment to collect himself. “I want what you and Mitsuri have.”

On your other side, Mitsuri giggles. “Hear that, darling? Isn’t that so endearing? Giyuu practically just confessed to you!” Leaning in close, she presses her soft breasts against you. “And I’m perfectly okay if you want to say yes. Everyone deserves some happiness, hmm? Don’t be shy, now. Neither of us are foolish.”

This really is all too sudden. You never your night to head in this direction, nevertheless hear Giyuu tell you that he wants what you and Mitsuri have. Does that mean he also wanted to have a certain arrangement between the two of you? It’s not like you’re against it – Giyuu is certainly handsome, after all – but wouldn’t that make you seem desperate?

“If you’re on the fence about it, why don’t you give a go, just for tonight?” Mitsuri suggests. “We can forget all about it if you want. And if you don’t, well… Things should be fun, shouldn’t they?”

“I… I guess.”

“Wonderful. Giyuu, I give you my blessing to make an impression on our sweet little darling here,” Mitsuri purrs. “Don’t mess it up for yourself.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Giyuu grunts. He holds out a hand, then, a silent question displayed on his face. You glance between his face and his hand; your mind is rapidly going in loops, wondering just what he had in mind exactly. Gingerly, you place your hand in his, gasping when he suddenly yanks you up as he stands. “We won’t be gone for long,” he mutters at Mitsuri.

Mitsuri waves a dismissive hand, an uncharacteristic smirk playing on her pretty face. “Take your time. I know that you’ll need it.”

Giyuu pulls you away, leaving a giggling Mitsuri in your wake. The door to the balcony closes with a click that echoes down the silent hallway. Now that you’re completely alone with him, the realization of what this whole ordeal means comes crashing into you. Giyuu is being dead serious about this, and, well, you are too, apparently.

The two of you remain quiet as he pulls you down the hallway, his grip on your hand both gentle yet strong. He stops outside of a bathroom door, glancing both ways before dragging you in; after he’s checked for any potential bystanders in the bathroom, he locks the door. It’s then that you realize that this is the first time seeing him in bright lighting, but damn he looks just as fine. This is the first time that you’ve also stood directly next to him as well. He’s a lot broader than you anticipated, his shoulders tapering into slim hips.

“I meant it when I said it,” he tells you. The sheer sincerity of his voice strikes something deep within you, leaves you rooted to the spot. “This isn’t the way I wanted things to play out, but I uh, had someone put this little idea in the back of my head and it won’t go away.”

“You… really couldn’t stop thinking about me? I’m flattered, Tomioka-san. I didn’t know I left such an impression on you.”

“Heh. You’d be surprised.” Your breath catches in your throat as takes both of your hands in his, his thumbs drawing soothing circles into the skin. “Listen… I’m not… I’m not really good at this thing,” he says, voice low. “Relationships have never really been my forte.”

Ah, so that explains a lot.

“I don’t want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

“I never pegged you for the sweet type,” you tell him.

“It’s called being considerate. I know plenty of people who wouldn’t hesitate to screw someone over.”

“You’re so serious, Tomioka-san. I can… Let me help you relax. That’s what you wanted, right?”

Giyuu hums, pulls you closer. “It’s not too late to turn back, but I really want this,” he murmurs. “Humor me?”

Before you know it, you’re backing up, the back of your thighs colliding with the counter; Giyuu lifts you with ease, setting your ass on the counter, and slipping between your legs. His mouth descends upon yours, touch almost featherlight as he kisses you. You urge him to press harder, your hands abandoning his hold and grabbing onto the lapels of his jacket instead. Giyuu grunts as you pull him even closer; sinking your teeth into his bottom lip, you pull it outward, relishing in the hiss that escapes him.

You shouldn’t be surprised with the way things go; time blurs, yet the moments seem so sharp. The pretty tulle of your skirt gathers around your hips, Giyuu’s strong hands gripping onto your thighs in such a way that it seems like he’s afraid to let you go. His mouth bleeds gold as you take kiss after kiss away from him, tongue sweeping into his mouth and licking away at the insides.

Things only grow more intimate from there; soon enough, you’re unbuttoning his shirt, hands pressing in and drifting across his skin. He’s surprisingly fit, but then again, it only adds to his godly visage. He’s openly moaning into your mouth at this point, hips bucking forward and seeking out that delicious friction. You choke on a moan as his clothed cock drags across your slit. Your panties are beyond ruined at this point, soaked all the way through and leaving a mess on the front of his slacks.

“Mmph – I bet you feel even better inside,” Giyuu breathes. “I want to… I want to see you wrapped around my cock.”

“Yes, Giyuu, yes,” you plead. Frantically, you undo the pants of his slacks, slip your hand inside his boxers.

“Ah, fuck,” he hisses. His hips absentmindedly buck into your touch, a groan rumbling deep in his chest. His voice is so low, so fucking gravelly – it’s wonderful, and fuck if you wouldn’t want to listen to it on loop.

Your insides tighten at the schlick, schlick, schlick noise that fills the bathroom, echoing all around you. Your pussy clenches around nothing, another drop of arousal seeping through your panties. “You said you wanted what I have with Mitsuri, right?” you purr. “Let me… Let me call you Daddy.”

It’s clear that the name causes something to snap inside of him; a growl rips itself from his throat, and his eyes flash with a darker, more animalistic gleam. Urging your hand off of him, he promptly pushes your panties to the side; your body tenses with excitement, your teeth sinking into your lower lip. Giyuu moans as he sheathes his cock inside of you, his hands gripping onto your legs and wrapping them around his slim hips.

“Oh, baby,” he purrs, his hands slamming down on the counter either side of you, effectively caging you in. “Feels so good… so tight…”

“Daddy, come on,” you whine, “we don’t have all night. You wanted this, remember? So fuck me, already. Fuck me like you mean it.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” Giyuu murmurs into your ear. Sliding his hips away, he snaps his cock right back in, your velvety walls eagerly sucking him in. “I plan on doing so much more. You won’t regret it, baby. Not on my watch.”

“Just don’t ruin the dress,” you mutter, placing your lips against the pounding vein in his neck. “It’s not mine and I really don’t feel removing your cum from it.”

Giyuu sucks a breath in through his teeth as you suck a mark into his flesh. “Then I guess I’ll just have to cum inside, huh…?”

“I fucking dare you.”

“That sounds like a challenge, baby. Don’t mind if I do…”

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“Yeah, yeah, yeah, they’ve been gone for a while, now,” Mitsuri says quietly into her phone. “Giyuu really needed to let loose, huh?”

“That sneaky little bastard,” Kyojuro says. He sighs. “And I invited for a night out, too. Dammit. Why does everyone else get to have fun while I don’t?”

Mitsuri giggles. “You’re really that jealous of Giyuu, huh? It’s actually really funny. Maybe I should tell Tengen, just to see what his reaction is like!”

“What, so he can join in on your little ‘arrangement’ you’ve got going on? What about me, huh? I thought we were friends!”

“And we are! If (y/n) wants anything to do with you, that’s entirely up to her. Wait, hold on – the door just opened. Talk to you later, Kyojuro!”

“Wait, Mitsuri-“

Click.

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Hii!! I don't know how much characters you do write in one scenario/hc but maybe can I have giyuu, sanemi and uzui reacting to a foreigner reader? (since in their timeline Japan started to open up to the world I think) how would their reactions be to their different features ♡♡♡

Home Is Where You Are (Headcanon: Giyuu!Sanemi!Tengen x Foreigner!Reader)

Pairing: Giyuu, Sanemi, Uzui (x Foreigner!Reader) Synopsis: Headcanon/scenario for our boys meeting a foreign civilian reader uwu

Tags/warnings: There are brief mentions of stalkers/kidnappers (i swear it’s not what it sounds like, but I’ll put it here just in case), cursing (bc of Sanemi), and poly relationships (bc of Tengen and his wives!!), but apart from that, I don't think there are any.

a/n: waaa thank you so much for requesting anon!! I decided to do all of them and i had fun! but I'm sorry if they’re a bit OOC :(( i got too used to just writing giyuu but I hope I was able to give Sanemi and Tengen some justice :((

anyway, please enjoy <33

Giyuu Tomioka

You two meet at a bustling city (kind of like the one where tanjiro meets muzan). You’re there for business, him on a mission.

He wouldn’t notice that you look different at first—he’s too focused on trailing the demon following you, that he didn’t even realize how creepy he’d look to you

Would definitely be mistaken as a stalker or kidnapper by you

don't get me wrong!! he isn’t, but we all know babie is terrible at communicating uwu

Anyway

The whole night, he’d be trailing you, and to be quite honest, you’re getting really nervous from him following you

You tried losing him in a series of crowds and ducked behind an alleyway to hide. To your relief, he isn’t there when you take a precautionary look back

When you breath out a sigh, there’s a lone figure hidden in the shadows and for a moment you think it's your kidnapper

Oh how wrong you were.

“Look, can you stop following me? If you don’t, I’m reporting you to the police! You’ll regret i—“

“Regret what, missy?” The thing—it’s definitely not human—saunters closer, cornering you in between the walls before you’re hit with the foulest stench of rotten blood mixed with ash and acid when it breaths over your neck. “Having you as my late night meal? You look absolutely exquisite! Different, but… you would probably taste divine with having some foreign blood.”

All you can do is whimper silently as this thing drags a sharp fingernail over the delicate skin of your neck, its finger wrapping around a tad too tight

“Ah, what a delicacy!” It giggles. “Rather than regret, I think I’ll quite enjoy having you as my late. Night. Snack.”

With how frozen your body was, you couldn’t even shut your eyes as the thing moved to bite your flesh off, but a flash of blue made your world crawl in slow motion as your kidnapper (now savior) kicks the thing an impressive distance away before moving to stand in front of you.

The man mutters a quiet “dont look” and you do as told, looking away as you hear the sound of sword slicing through flesh.

When you look back, he’s sheathing his sword and there was no trace of your assailant save for the faint trace of ash and the clothes on the ground

“Are you alright?” He asks, turning to you. “I lost sight of you and that’s probably how it nearly got you. I’m sorry.”

“What just—what was I, who are you…that?” You stutter out, but he seems to understand what you’re asking.

“It was a demon, and I’m a demon hunter. It’s been targeting you and I was following it to take it down.” Normally, you’d call him a lunatic—because who in their right mind would believe in demons?—but the clothes on the floor, the ash in the air, and the thing, the demon that was about to kill you a few moments ago were proof enough.

“Oh. Oh, A… a demon—and a demon hunter. Was… was that why you were following me? Oh my god… I… I thought you were going to kidnap me!” You laugh, a touch too hysterically—the adrenaline was still pumping through your veins and it was making you feel loopy and lightheaded. “But no, I—I’m fine and It’s not your fault. Thank you. For saving me.”

You introduce yourself, and that’s when he really notices that you’re a foreigner because that’s the only time he was able to look at your face and your name sounds really… different. Pretty, but different.

“Are you a foreigner?” Ah, ever so blunt and straight to the point, our giyuu

“No!” You gasp, your tone light and joking, with a faint hint of sarcasm. He looked too cute not to tease. “What possibly gave it away? But jokes aside, yes, I am. I’m settling down here permanently for business.”

He nods a little embarassed, and you two stare at each other for a moment before looking away immediately because both of you think the other is too pretty. Giyuu thinks you’re the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen.

Anyway, he’ll escort you back to your temporary lodging (in fear of another demon, and in hopes to spend a little more time with you), and once you’re safe through the gates, you’ll offer to take him out to grab lunch the next day as a ‘thank you’ meal...maybe as a date—haha…just kidding!!… unless…?

Yeah, it was a date uwu

Now, you two would often take walks in the park after a date (or maybe the walk is already your date), and he would always, without fail, escort you back to your home like a gentleman

walks in the park is now one of your go-to for dates and taking you home after is now a habit

Moving on!!

You want to get to know him, and he wants to get to know you too, but he’s not very good with talking

So when initiating conversation, his questions are short, but are filled with genuine curiosity and you answer back in kind, with your own questions in hand.

Kind of like your own version of 20 questions

Would listen very intently when you talk about your home country, and makes sure he remembers every little thing

Also!! He loves your voice

He especially likes the way you say his name

There’s just that something about your accent that makes him feel all warm and fuzzy, and calmer than lull, his eleventh form—he could just listen to you all day

If you like to sing, he would fall in love all over again when he hears you sing in your language

He treasures the time he spends with you, and adores the time he catches you singing, may it be when you two are just spending time together, or you just doing your thing, babie is happy and filled with love and affection™

Sometimes when he has trouble falling asleep (which is often), just lay down with him and sing him a lullaby from your country and poof, he is out like a light.

The way you sing the words are just so nice and soothing and enchanting, and he loves it—loves you—so much, even if he can’t understand the words.

IN CONCLUSION: he wouldn’t notice that you look different at first (i mean lets face it, his coworkers’ physical features were much different compared to you) but once he does, I don’t think he’d care very much. He loves you for you, and if you’re someone who was born in a different country, it wouldn’t matter because he would still love you and protect you with all his heart.

He still thinks you’re the most beautiful girl he’s seen and to this day, he thinks that out of all the men you could have chosen, he is forever lucky that you fell in love with him. Regardless, he thanks the gods everyday that he has you by his side and does his best to make you feel loved and happy.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

You two would meet in a bakery

Sanemi just came from a mission around the city, and he’s looking for a treat when he enters a newly opened bakery. It seemed to be good, he’s seen a lot of people come in and leave with bags full of pastries.

Sanemi is slightly freaking out when they don’t have ohagi

“What do you mean you don’t have Ohagi? It’s a goddamn staple in bakeries!”

Even if his words have a bit of a bite to them, he surprisingly doesn’t make much of a scene, but his ohagi-less tirade is ended when you, the owner of the bakery come by to save your employee

“What’s Ohaki?” You ask, genuine curiosity coloring your voice and your accent.

Did you just?? mispronounce it and didn’t know what it was?? Sanemi is about to give you a piece of his ohagi-less mind, but he pauses, processing how pretty you were in a second before he blushes and lets out a frustrated grumble.

You thought he turned red because of anger, but really he was just flustered uwu

Of course, He would freak, but it’s not as bad as what the others would think. Though he would still proceed take up your time proclaiming the good news of ohagi

You didn’t seem to mind though, in fact you even look more and more interested as he goes on about how good it tastes

“That sounds really good actually,” You hum, trying to imagine how amazing the texture and flavor would go over with your tastebuds.

“Of course it’s fucking good.”

An idea pure as gold, strikes you as you energetically lean back forward and flash him a smile. “Then, you’d have to take me sometime to try it!”

Poor baby is too caught up with his love for ohagi that he immediately agrees and doesn’t even realize that this was a date

“Ha?! What’d you say, lady? Fine! Meet me here tomorrow and I’m taking you out to taste the best ohagi you will EVER have!”

You two meet up at the same time at the same bakery, your face flushed, and Sanemi none the wiser that this was in fact, a date.

He realizes though once he sees you arrive with your face flushed a little red and your clothes a little nicer than what he saw you wear the day before.

In my mind’s eye, he is a tsundere and he will always be a tsundere

So he blushes too, but hides it and says it's because he wants to eat the damn ohagi already!

You end up liking ohagi, and oop Sanemi ends up liking you

The bakery is pretty much your usual meet-up place

Asks about your culture and stuff and buys you some thoughtful gifts that would remind you of your home country, or cute local knick knacks that he thinks you might enjoy

But would definitely pretend that that wasn’t his intention

“Ugh, I accidentally got this, and I would never use something like this so. You have it. Fuckin’ throw it, burn it, use it or whatever, hell, I don’t really care.”

But he does, and you both know it.

Even if his reasoning barely makes any sense (c’mon, how can you accidentally buy something you know you won’t use??), you’re still really thankful when he hands you his “accidental” present for the day and you would show him this really pretty smile. Your eyes are glowing, and your hair is like a halo around your face and—

Sanemi thinks you look like an angel

Once, Sanemi said that you look really really pretty. He was embarrassed, but when he sees your blush darken and smile widen, he decides that it’s worth it and casually tells you every time you meet

When he sees you using his gift, he’d try so hard to hide the wide smile on his face

You get him some stuff too, some little trinkets that remind you of him. Sometimes if you come across ohagi in your many travels, you’ll buy him every flavor and taste it with him once you two meet up.

Down the line, you’d also consider adding Traditional Confectioneries to your menu and bring him in to critique them.

“So? How does that one taste?” A bead of sweat trails down your temple, as you anxiously waited for his feedback. You breathe out a sigh of relief though when his eyes open and his head bobs in affirmation.

“Eh. Texture-wise you nearly got the hang of it. Taste wise? A little too sweet.”

You nod and rush to make some corrections into your little notebook of recipes and make a new batch for him to try. You knew you were close, and damn it all if you weren’t going to perfect this today.

“How about now?” You push him a tray of the new batch, hoping that this would be it.

“Not bad.” Is all he says, and in the Sanemi language you’ve gotten used to these past few months, that means that it was one of the best things he’s ever tasted, and would be the highest form of praise you were ever going to get from him.

You show him a smile that makes his heart beat faster, and move to grab your notebook to write down the final recipe.

Needless to say, the customers—foreign and local alike—love the traditional sweets. Particularly the ohagi—they say it’s the best they’ve ever tasted. You had Sanemi’s high taste to thank for that uwu

He likes to pretend that he’s not soft for you.

But once you two have been together for a while, he’d show you more of his vulnerable side

Sometimes, he’d even braid or play with your unique and pretty hair, just like how he used to do with his younger siblings.

When you cook your favorite dish back in your homeland, he gets pretty addicted to it too (a pretty high bar if you ask me). It is now his second favorite food, and he learns to make it so he could surprise you!!

And while Ohagi may be Sanemi’s number one, when you’re around, you take first place.

Tengen Uzui

He’d be very flamboyant about it

I don't think there any other way for him to approach it really

But i think he’d be taken with you once he sees you

He sees you in the city and doesn’t hesitate to walk up to you and strike a conversation

He immediately notices that you’re not from around here from your looks and your accent just pretty much confirmed it 

You’re just very flamboyant—we’re not just talking about physical appearances here, but there’s just something different about you and the way you carry yourself, that just catches his eye and attention 

But he thinks it just adds your charm and would be very sweet about it!!!

He was so caught up in talking to you that you two don't notice the time pass and now its night

Even if he should really be getting ready to patrol for demons, he offers to take you back home but you decline

“Hey, it's getting late and it’s dangerous to walk alone at night. I can walk you home if you’d like.” Tengen says as he looks at you after noticing how dark it’s gotten.

“Oh, I appreciate the offer, but it’s alright!” You say, touched that he’s worried after meeting you so soon. “It’s just nearby, really and I can handle myself, don’t worry.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, i’ll be fine. Thank you for worrying though.” Tengen stays quiet for a moment until he looks back up to you and speaks. “How about…we meet each other tomorrow? Tomorrow, same time, same place—Just so I know you got home safe.”

You giggle, a little flustered as a light blush dusts your cheeks. “Oh, so like a date?”

“Yeah, like a date.” He flashes you a handsome smile that makes you feel giddy down to your toes.

“Okay. I’ll see you then.”

A few moments after you leave, Tengen’s jaunty walk down the park is interrupted when his crow swoops down to his shoulder and cries out in distress

“Demon is close by! Targets young girls walking alone!”

A chill runs down his spine. His head is running through all the horrible scenarios of you dead on the ground as he runs after the direction you left, hoping that you’re okay and you’re not a target.

He arrives just in time to see you brace yourself from the demon. His blade runs through the neck and he rushes to help you up from the floor after making sure the demon is dead

“Are you hurt? Gods, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know there was a demon around.”

“Oh, so that was a demon?” You seem fine, but Tengen could feel the guilt gnawing at him. For a moment, he forgot that demons existed and was able to forget how dangerous his job was. The least he could do was let you know.

“Yes, it was a demon and I’m a demon hunter. It’s my job to kill demons that hurt innocent humans.” He looks at the ground, but his train of thought is interrupted when he feels a hand on his arm. 

“Hey, look at me. I’m fine, you were just in time.”

“...I’m walking you home.” You don’t argue this time, choosing to thank him and hide your shaking hands. He notices though, and gently grabs one, letting you to lead the way.

You arrive home safe and in one piece when one of you speaks up again

“Hey, about tomorrow, it’s alright if you don’t want to go anymore. I understan—“

“Hush. I’m going, and no demon can stop me.”

“Okay.” The two of you smile at each other, and Tengen feels the warmth from your hand seep into his skin.

When you’re almost through your door, you turn around with determination in your eyes, and ask him to lean down a little.

You still have to go on your tiptoes to reach him, but the look of confusion on his face melts into surprise as you press a chaste kiss on his cheek.

“I um… I’ll see you tomorrow?” A bright blush coats your cheeks as you look up at him from your eyelashes.

“Yeah.”

“Okay, take care.”

“You too. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Tengen notes that your face was burning as you nod and rush to your opened door, throwing him a wave before you shut the door.

As you two date, he’d ask you a lot of questions, ask you for stories, and even asks you to teach him some stuff from your country—cooking, traditions… how one goes about courting, the whole shebang

You find it flamboyant of him that he wants to know you more

You tell him as such and he laughs when he realizes that he’s rubbing off on you

He’s also very protective of you (and his wives uwu)

Don’t get me wrong, he respects you and doesn’t think you’re helpless, but he worries, especially after what happened in your first meeting

If he hasn’t convinced you to live with him (and his wives uwu) yet, he would deck your house out in wisteria charms to ward off them demons.

He’d also tell you to carry a wisteria charm at all times, especially if he’s not around

If he already has his three lovely wives, they would immediately love you and you four would sometimes play dress up. They’d hand you some of their kimonos and you’d give them some of your dresses and you all have fun—Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru would also love playing with your hair and makeup!! Tengen would join in too at times~

If tengen is still single when he meets you, then only the two of you would be the one doing dress up (you cannot convince me that tengen would not play with your hair or makeup)

you’d look very flamboyant either way though and even without the makeup or the fancy dress, Tengen would still find you flamboyantly gorgeous

(Again) if he’s already married with his three wives, he would love seeing the three of you bond with each other

(You and his wives love each other too, so you five are just one big lump of happiness and affection)

Like aaaa his heart feels full when he sees all the women he loves in his life getting along and caring for each other!!

He treats you all equally and showers all of you with his love and attention

Tengen will forever be glad that he met you, and got to you before the demon could, because you added so much love and happiness into his life

A/N: ngl, this was a nightmare to format u—u hope it’s not too difficult to read though!!

this is also the first time i did a headcanon so i hope i did good!! if you have some feedback or got a request, feel free to message me or send me an ask uwu thank you for reading <33

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Yesterday’s Gone (Oneshot)

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku x Hanako Fukushima [OC]

Words: 1,843

Warnings: angst, spoilers for the Mugen Train movie

Notes: Hello! This is my first oneshot I’m posting on here -- it’s based on lyrics from Yesterday’s Gone by Straight Line Stitch. Hanako is my Demon Slayer OC, and she means so much to me. This oneshot is also part of an upcoming book of oneshots about Hanako I have coming out called Beyond the Wisteria Trees. I hope you all enjoy! -

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You lifted me up and fueled my dreams, now yesterday’s gone

The sign of Hanako’s beautiful, obsidian-colored crow flying to her usually meant information for another mission or a letter from a peer -- sometimes even Oyakata himself. Even though Arisu always closely followed Hanako, there were times when the crow would need to deliver and receive messages for the Flower Pillar. Though, the message that Arisu brought her on this particular blue-skied morning was nothing but devastating. 

Hanako was at her mansion -- a large and beautiful home surrounded by several wisteria trees, with a variety of different flowers adorning the soft grass -- doing a bit of gardening. Kyojuro had told her before leaving to board Mugen Train that he would return here after the mission was finished. So, as long as there were no other missions or tasks to complete, Hanako was going to do just that -- wait for her love to return home, safe and sound in her arms. 

A distant caw broke Hanako out of her thoughts about Kyojuro. She looked to the sky, seeing that Arisu was flying overhead, swooping down to greet her. A scroll of parchment was hanging from her beak, and Hanako knew this was one of two things -- it was time for another mission, or simply just a letter from a friend. She sighed, hoping it was the latter.

Arisu landed in front of where Hanako was kneeling on the ground over some sakura flowers. She looked at her crow, seeing that she had a sad look etched upon her little face. After years of being with her, Hanako could easily read her crow’s emotions. Instantly, Hanako felt a twinge of anxiety hit her gut.

Taking the note from Arisu, she unrolled it with nimble fingers. The message laid upon the parchment were the words that Hanako always feared she’d read one day. 

Rengoku Kyojuro, the Flame Pillar, has died.

He was killed in battle against Upper Moon Three.

May his soul find peace in the afterlife.

Hanako had to read the note over several times to grasp exactly what she was reading. Kyojuro... dead? There was no way. Kyojuro was smart, he was strong -- but Upper Moon Three must have been stronger. 

A sob escaped Hanako, the note dropping to the ground as she covered her face with shaking hands. Arisu, seeing her human friend in anguish, let out a soft coo, looking to the ground. 

“It can’t be true,” Hanako sniffled out to no one in particular. “He can’t be gone.”

When I breathe I whisper your name in memory, ‘cause yesterday’s gone

She heard Arisu let out another coo before flapping her wings, setting off towards the sky. Hanako understood -- Arisu had orders and other things to do than sit there and watch her cry. Though, she wished more than ever that there was someone to console her. How would the other Pillars react? Would they feel the same? Or would they only think about it in passing, knowing that this was something they all had signed up for?

Tengen, Mitsuri and Shinobu were always so kind to Kyojuro -- she would see it when they shared meals together at the Corps Mansion. Even the normally quiet Giyu would crack a smile at his optimism every now and then. Hell, everyone loved Kyojuro. There was no way you couldn’t be drawn to someone that resembled sunshine. 

Hanako guessed that she should’ve been thinking that way, too. That was their job as Demon Slayers -- protect those who can’t protect themselves, and die for the cause if necessary. She couldn’t remember exactly how many Demon Slayers (and Pillars in particular) had lost their lives since she joined the Corps. 

Though, for whatever stupid reason she had created in her mind, Hanako never thought that Kyojuro would be one of those to join the number of people killed by demons. The thought only made her cry harder, the tears now coming in a never-ending stream. Tiny tears hit the soil below her, her once beautiful garden becoming melancholy.

With a sniffle and a hand wiping tears away, Hanako looked at the flowers surrounding her -- there were flame azaleas planted in large quantities around her mansion. Hanako kept a large stock of them growing because Kyojuro had told her that it was the flower he liked the best. She fondly remembered the memory of the first spring when she had grown them at her mansion.

It had been a few months after she was officially made a Pillar. Kyojuro was watching her plant flowers, helping out whenever she grew frustrated with something -- like he always did.

“Hanako, what are these?” Kyojuro asked, pointing to a bunch of flaming orange-yellow flowers. “And why do you have so many of them?”

She smiled at him, seeing that the ones he was pointing to were her favorites. “Those are flame azaleas. I like them because they remind me of you.”

He cracked a grin at her words, making Hanako’s heart flutter in happiness. “How so?”

“Well,” she moved over to where a flower had fallen from the stem, picking it up. “It reminds me…” Hanako padded over to where he was sitting. She held the flower up to the side of his face, tucking the short stem that held the petals behind his ear. “...of your hair.”

Kyojuro gently plucked the flower free, bringing it in front of his face and closely examining it. With his free hand, he grabbed a tuft of his bright red-and-yellow hair, bringing it next to the flower and comparing the two colors. Hanako giggled at the close proximity of the flower to Kyojuro’s face. 

“And they’re bright and beautiful. So, I guess… they just make me think of you,” Hanako finished, voice soft and laced with shyness. 

After a few seconds, he pulled the flower away, one his hugely adorable smiles painting his face. A barely noticeable blush had popped up onto his face, as well. “I think this one is my favorite, too.”

The memory of Kyojuro’s wide, toothy grin made more tears surface. After that day, he would always comment on the flame azaleas around her mansion when he visited. Hanako even brought him a bouquet of them once, making that same cute blush spread across his face as he accepted them. 

But I know I can move on from that cold December rain

Another memory surfaced in Hanako’s mind as she finally got up, brushing away the dirt on her knees. Her hand immediately rested on her sword’s hilt, making her think back to tsuguko training. 

Being his tsuguko, Kyojuro was the one who taught Hanako how to properly fight with her nichirin sword. If she was being honest, Hanako survived the Final Selection out of pure luck -- the trainer she had before Kyojuro did jackshit in training her how to defend herself. Though, she only had to kill two measly demons during her seven days on the mountain. Thank the gods.

Her tsuguko training with Kyojuro was progressing smoothly up until one day -- she was growing frustrated due to the fact that she couldn’t master a technique that he wanted her to get down. 

“I can’t do this!” Hanako exclaimed, agitated beyond belief. The other breathing techniques that Kyojuro had taught her were easy enough, but for whatever reason, this particular one was a pain in the ass. Usually, she wouldn’t be so whiny about not getting a technique down perfectly the first time, but she wanted to impress Kyojuro. 

He stood in front of Hanako with crossed arms, watching his tsuguko grow more and more frustrated. “What do you not understand? Let’s work through it together.”

Hanako looked up at him, and nearly choked, wishing she hadn’t -- he had shed his flame-decorated haori, leaving him in his Demon Slayer uniform. His strong, muscular arms could be seen through the greyish-black fabric. His bright hair was completely pulled back, leaving his sharp jawline open to Hanako’s wandering eyes. 

Damn it. He’s too pretty for me to concentrate.

“I just don’t know why I can’t get this form right,” she explained, running a hand through her hair and looking away from him. I can’t be distracted by you, Kyojuro. “All of the other ones you’ve been teaching me have been simple enough.”

There was a pregnant silence. Hanako could hear the laughter of Gyomei and Sanemi in the background, the soft breeze blowing through wind chimes, and the rustle of the wisteria trees as she stared at the ground. Kyojuro had suggested he train her at the Demon Slayer Corp mansion, wanting her to become familiar with their way of life.

After what felt like an eternity -- but was probably only a few seconds -- Kyojuro let out a deep and hearty laugh. “But that’s the thing, Hanako…”

He began to move behind her, making Hanako wonder exactly what the hell he was doing. Though, when Kyojuro moved behind her, showing her the correct way to hold the nichirin sword, she thanked the gods and Buddha that she was in this moment.

His strong arms were holding hers, placing her hands in the correct position. She felt his chest at her back, his steady breaths tickling the top of her head. Kyojuro was wrapped around her in a hug -- except, they were training, not sharing a fond touch. 

“You don’t have to get it right on the first try,” he finally finished, showing her the proper way to execute the technique she was trying to master. 

“You’ll do great either way. You’ve already impressed me thus far. Just keep at it.”

Hanako knew, in this moment, that she truly loved Kyojuro. He was not just her savior and teacher anymore, no; he was her everything.

Regret filled Hanako at the memory, realizing that she had never properly expressed her feelings for him. Sure, they had discussed having a “talk” after he came back from his mission, but did he really know what she had meant?

Did Kyojuro know that Hanako loved him?

She was positive that everyone else already knew; with the way she looked at him like he was the best, most precious thing this world had to offer, she had been teased relentlessly by Shinobu and Tengen (making Hanako hastily hush them, saying “He might hear you!”).

Hanako glared at the ground, clenching her fists. Easy for you to say, Tengen. You have three wives.

Though, it made Hanako realize something; she could either live her life in regret, knowing that Kyojuro may have never felt the same way…

Or, she could continue to live out his legacy, and hunt down and kill Upper Moon Three. Upon thinking for a few minutes, she nodded to herself in conclusion. It’s what he would’ve wanted. 

Wiping the remaining tears from her face, Hanako composed herself. She looked up to the azure sky.

I’m going to avenge you, my love. Even if it’s the last thing I’ll ever do.

Straight from my heart I wish you could see how I’ve changed

[anochuu]

P.S. 10.05.2020 is Rengoku’s Birthday! So i was thinking to add an additional short oneshot for him! I’ll get back to the other works as soon as possible!

Here’s to my ultimate bae,Cheers! 

⤧Fluff

“SURPRISE!”

Rengoku stood frozen right on the brink of the door where the lights that were turned off earlier are now brightened up bringing the faces he is so familiar with came to his view.

“Happy Birthday Rengoku-san!” They all greeted simultaneously-well,mostly were too loud.

“Woah woah,what's this! I didn't even realised it's my own birthday!”

“Figured that out,so your woman here made sure to drill it inside our heads this morning.” Tengen’s voice drawl from his left.

He blinks then as if to answer his wonder. The crowd in front moves to the sides,allowing him to finally set his eyes on her smaller form with a cake on her hands.She walks forward to approach him in silence,a smile on her face and Rengoku couldn't help but to be awestruck at her.

“I learnt how to make this when you're off the mission since last week; i hope it's to your liking. Look! i even add your favourite sweet potato flavour!”

“(y/n)..” he murmurs her name dreamily,

Her genuine smile widens, the sweetest one yet for him to always witness and count him as the luckiest man on this earth to have someone like her to be his

“Welcome home,Kyōjurō. And happy birthday.”

he was silent for a few seconds more,before a wide grin breaks out as his expression, 

“I'm home my love.”

Bonus Ending:

Rengoku stare at her back who stood by the kitchen counter,still busying herself by washing the dishes by the sink since half an hour ago after everyone left.

He remembers Sanemi had to dragged Tengen’s drunk figure back to his home,of course after multiple more curses for him.   Giyuu is also surprisingly a light drinker because judging the red colour on his face,he looks about to passed out if it weren't for Shinobu to hide the sake away from his sight.

Maybe because of the ruckus she somehow made it big,even Oyakata-sama sent a letter via crow to congratulate his birthday which is more than a privilege he received from him.

He chuckles to himself,gaining the attention from the woman who takes a gander over her shoulder

“What's so funny?”

“Hm? Nothing! i am just simply thinking i am the happiest man alive right now!” Rengoku replied from where he was sitting by the floor near the desk.

“I clearly didn't seen it coming! One minute i was away on a mission,then i came back with the party already waiting for me! It is truly a surprise!” he continue to rambled on,typical him.

But oh how she misses his voice dearly; this house feels too empty whenever he is away for missions especially when his loud and cheerful voice is always the one that enliven the place.

“i'm glad the plan worked,” grinned (y/n),wiping her hands with the towel and that is when Rengoku beckons her to come closer to him.

She obliged happily.He reacher for her hand,pulling her form until she ended up on his lap where she automatically wraps her slender arms around his neck

“Thank you my love,i clearly don't deserve you at all.”

“Are you even listening to yourself? i'm the one who don't deserve you,Kyōjurō.”

“(y/n)?”

“Listen Kyō, you came and approached me in my depressed time;you’re like the sun to my life,you have no idea how thankful i am to look back today that you never gave up on me.” she cradles his face,admiring his handsome and striking features; once in a while her thumb caresses his thick eyebrows lightly

“I love you Rengoku Kyōjurō, and nobody will ever changed my mind.”

He sighs beautifully, as if he had finally found the reason to live on,the reason to become stronger and able to protect the ones he loves and holds dearly

The Flame Pillar runs the back of his calloused fingers across her cheekbone,his turn to admire the beauty she holds;her pair of big doe (e/c) eyes staring into the depth of his heart that seeks for warmth and comfort;for love and passion

“And i love you,(f/n). You're going to regret when i put a ring around your finger!”

She laughs at his sudden outburst, “And why should i?”

“Because you're going to be stuck with me for the rest of your lives!”

“Hmm,” she taps on her own chin, “Doesn't sound like a bad plan.”

He chuckles along with her, “Come here you.” 

Rengoku pulls her to close the space between them,tilting their chins to be meet as a soft and gentle kiss, a fiery ones that they always share full of longing and affections.

(y/n) slips some little giggles between their kisses and mingled breaths when he nuzzles his nose against hers, “That tickles.”

When she pulls away,they flash one another a genuine smile and that made Rengoku palce another peck of kiss on her sweet lips before she slump forward to rest her head on his abroad chest. Obsess with listening to the rhythmic beats of his heart as the proofs he is alive and well,his warmth is right here with her and that's never going to leave even if death do them apart.

While he hums a random lullaby cradling her in his lap,he rocks her side to side ever so lightly;his arms secured around her.   (y/n) couldn't help but to wander her mind to drift off elsewhere,

“I'm sorry Kyōjurō..”

“Hm? whatever you are apologising for,my darling?”

“....I talked to your Father about the birthday surprise for you.But...”

She couldn't continue because her heart breaks for him. Because the former Flame Pillar somehow does not even acknowledge his own son that any parents would die for.   And Rengoku understands that,he takes it all too well that she often cries for him silently if he is just putting a gaily facade to hide his sadness.

“I tried to asked him to come...”

“I know my love,i know.” Rengoku tightens his embrace, placing a kiss on top of her head,

“Your consideration is more than enough for me you know that.Thank you for trying hard for my sake.”

He felt her shook her head,

“The last time i even had them was before my Mother’s death.You reminded me again how it is important to celebrate it with your loved ones.”

Those words were exactly the same as what Senjurō had told her when she first came to his little brother to ask about his consent of throwing a party for him which he cried gleefully at the idea.

Because Kyōjurō deserves it more in this world.

“Then from now on,let's celebrate it together?”

“Of course! Whatever you want,you name it!”

She laughs lightly, “That reminds me, Senjurō seems very comfortable around the trio.”

“You mean Kamado boy and his friends? they do,don't they!” he recalls his little brother having the laugh of his time earlier when Tanjirou is the first one to asked him sit with them.

“Did you see Inosuke gobbles up the whole tempura dishes? it was insane.” she added again,

“Oh oh and Giyuu’s keep on mumbling something about daikon and salmon! It was too cute! I think even Sanemi—”

Rengoku watches her continue,his sunset hues softens so as his heart.

“Someday,you will find yourself a fitting figure to be worthy of holding the Rengoku name in your sake.Someone who will hold your heart as if she was holding her own.”

He remembers his Mother’s words as vividly as her appearance.

Ah,he really doesn't deserve a goddess like her

“..i think in fact Obanai really likes—hmphf!”

Her lips were sealed when the Flame Pillar leans down and started kissing her feverishly,hanging the unspoken words in the air and stole them away.

“Kyōjurō..!” she warned,though blushing to the tips of her ears.

“You can't just kissed me like that!”

“But you’re too adorable! I can't help it!’

She snorted, slapping the side of his arm, “That hurts..” then rubbing the lower of her lip

Rengoku chuckles, one hand went over the back of her waist,ready to lower her down to the floor slowly

“I'm sorry,shall we try again?”

(y/n) laughs, “We shall.”

Upon the view,  his back is eating her but her arms welcome his weight on her,accepting his heat bleeding into her skin. Raking her fingers through his unruly bright yellow locks,twirling them once in a while with her index finger.

“Happy birthday Kyōjurō.” she whispers against his lips.

Maybe tonight,he finally gets what he wants as a gift instead.

Best birthday ever indeed.

Happy Birthday to our sweetest and precious Flame Pillar ♡

I love him so much that it hurts sobs ;; i’d sell my soul to muzan to have him back

[best-bois-of-kny]

A scenario where Uzui and his wives were going to a restaurant and met reader there. Reader was waiting in line, turned around to notice them, and said to themselves "Wow. They're really attractive, I won't ever get to know them." Uzui and his wives thought "Wow. They're really cute. Let's get to know them". Cue all of them surprising reader by talking to them. Even asking them out to eat with them. They were so shocked that they accept the invitation without realising at it. Not that they mind

Aww this one's pretty cute, I do hope you enjoy this qwq

❤ A New Member ❤

You were waiting in line in one of the restaurants in Tokyo. It wasn't a fancy restaurant but you heard the food was delicious and it was affordable for you to eat. The sight and smell of the food inside was enough to make your mouth water.

"Let's all eat in here shall we? I heard the food is flamboyantly good here!" You hear a male voice from behind accompanied by giggles that sounded like a woman. You turn your head to see a tall and muscular man whose head was covered in a jeweled headwrap and 3 women. One whose hair was slicked back into a neat ponytail wearing a diamond spotted kimono, another whose hair was in a messy ponytail wearing a striped kimono, and the last with her hair down wearing a solid black kimono. You smiled as you observed them, 'Wow, they're really attractive… they're all happy with each other too, they must be all together.'

The man caught your stare first before the other women did, your eyes widen and blushed, 'Oh God, they saw me! I must have weirded them out!' You internally screamed, embarrassment took over your face. You heard them whisper behind you, but you could barely hear what they said.

"Cute!" 

"Tengen-san, look!"

"Oh could we invite them?" That's all you can make out, but you weren't sure. You heard the man laugh again, "Well, why not? The more the merrier!" You hear him say. 

You felt a tap on your shoulder, you looked behind to see the same man and the 3 wives. "Hello there gorgeous, is anyone with you?" He asked you with a bright and welcoming smile. Your face heats up a bit, "U-Um, no, not really. Why?" You asked while stuttering. One of the girls approached and placed a hand on your shoulder, "We were wondering if you would like to join us?" She asked, "Yeah, please join us!" Another one said, "If that is okay with you." The third one said.

You were still processing about what just happened, surprised that these people you stared at are now inviting you. With a bashful smile, you replied with, "I-I would like to! Is it really okay for me to join you?" You asked the tall man. He beamed at you  "Of course, my wives saw something in you, so I decided to invite you." He held out his hand, "Shall we?" You giggled at the gesture and took his hand, "We shall!" The wives squealed with joy, excited to have a bite with you.

~~~❤~~~❤~~~❤~~~

You all exchanged your names while waiting for the food to arrive. The white haired man was named Tengen Uzui, Hinatsuri was the one with the diamond spotted kimono, Makio in the striped kimono, and Suma in the black kimono. "So (y/n), do you live here in Tokyo?" Suma asked, to which you shake your head, "No, but I do work here. It's a little far from my hometown but I needed to make money to support my family." You replied. "I see, you must be a very hard worker then." Suma said as she petted your hair lovingly. You blushed again and giggle quietly.

"They're cute aren't they?" Hinatsuru asked her husband, to which he nodded with a grin on his face, "They're absolutely flamboyant!" 

The food then arrived and you all started to eat, talking more about your lives. You learned that Tengen is a demon slayer and his wives are shinobi, "Those must be really dangerous jobs… how are you able to do that?" You asked as you took a bite from your food. "Well, we did it flamboyantly" Tengen said proudly, then he looked at his wives, "But I always make sure that my loved ones are safe first." You smiled, happy to know that even is he seems like a show-off, he's a very caring husband. 

You heard Suma giggle beside you, "What is it?" You asked. "You just have little something there on your cheek" Makio replied as she wiped the mess from your face. "A-ah, t-thank you Makio-san…" you mumbled as your blush deepened, Suma just squealed at your cuteness.

"They make a good spouse, don't you think so?" Hinatsuru asked quietly to Tengen. The man thought about it and grinned. You were an absolute angel in his eyes, both beautiful and gentle. He loves the way you interact with his wives and your smile makes him feel warm. "Hey, (y/n)?" He called out to you, to which you give a questioned hum. Tengen then took your hand into his own, looking at you in the eye, "How would you like to be a part of my family? Just me, Hinatsuru, Makio, and Suma?" He asked, flashing a toothy grin.

Your eyes widen as you can't help but feel bubbly inside, "R-Really?" You questioned, earning a humble laugh from the man, "Of course! You'll be a spectacular, flamboyant spouse!" Tengen beamed, as his wives giggled, "What do you say (y/n)-san?" Hinatsuru asked. Your blush once again rose up to your face, "I-I mean, that would be nice but didn't we just met? And you know, probably get to know each other better?"

Tengen have you a reassuring look, "If that's what you want, then we can build our relationship stronger until our wedding day!" He laughed. "Oh, I can't wait to have more dates with you!" Suma beamed, hugging you from your side, "Especially when we get to shop for your wedding attire." Makio joined in, grinning at you. "E-Eh? W-Wait, you guys!" You tried to protest, but you can't help but feel excited as well. Maybe this would be a nice change in your life.

"It's nice to have a new member to protect and care for, don't you think Tengen-san?" Hinatsuru asked, giggling at the three in front of her. The man nodded, "A new member in my flamboyant family, I like the sound of that!" Tengen beamed, laughing. Oh how he can't wait to choose for your wedding ring one day.

[fifteenskies15]

Hinamatsuri Preparation

(Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader)

Summary: It's Hinamatsuri and You and Kyojuro decide to celebrate this day for your daughter with hope she's going to be a fine woman but while at it you're telling your children how you and him met

Admin's Note: I'm back again with Rengoku contents for you all my lovely Rengoku stans, as per usual, this story is gender neutral, so reader can be either Kyojuro's wife or husband

"Hina-Mat-suri! Hina-Mat-suri! Hina-Mat-suri!"

Your son chanted it happily as he played with the two minister dolls, you giggled at him as you and Kyojuro set up the appliances miniature "You're really in high spirits, aren't you (S/N)?" You asked with a smile as your son, who had Kyojuro's beaming smile, nodded vigorously "Of course I am!! This is celebration for Nee-chan to be a big and strong woman!! I'm so happy! And I get to be the minister in Rengoku castle!!" Your daughter smiled at him as she helped you setting up the dankazari

"Yes you are, (S/N)! You're the greatest minister in Rengoku castle! Everyone came to seek out a wisdom from the wise and strong (S/N)!" Kyojuro said as he lift up your son as he giggled and raise his arms as if he was flying

"Whheeeee!!"

You smiled at the father and son dynamic they shared, it's hard to believe that you got married to Kyojuro, became his wife/husband and have two wonderful children, it's as if it was yesterday you gave birth to/adopt them, and now your daughter (D/N) has grown up into a graceful little girl.

"Mom/dad, where should I put the emperor and empress doll?" (D/N) asked as she show the doll of the o-dairi-sama and o-hina-sama, which looked like you and your husband, "We put it on top, sweetheart" she nodded and try to put them on the top of the platform, but her small and short body were unable to reach it

You chuckled at her "Here, let me help" you lift her up as she put the two dolls on top and carefully adjust it, when it looked right, she smiled in satisfaction "Thanks mom/dad!" You smiled and carefully put her down "You're welcome dear, now let's set up the princesses dolls on the second row" (D/N) smiled and nodded as he took out the princesses dolls

"Ooh, ooh! I wanna set up the minister dolls!!"

"By all means" you smiled and let him set up the two daijin (minister) doll and look at it with a beaming smile on his face "Now minister (S/N) and Senjuro is right where they belong" Kyojuro said as he set up the golden colored byōbu (folding screen) behind the emperor and the princess doll and put on the bombori (paper lantern) on it, Kyojuro backed away for a bit to look at his work.

"It looks good... But I couldn't help but think it's a little plain" you looked at him as you helped (D/N) setting the three princesses dolls, "Hmm, you forget to add the branch from peach blossom tree" Kyojuro then snapped his fingers "So it would seem! No wonder it looks plain, I'm going to get it, so be right back"

As he went to get the required items, you set up the dolls with your children while chatting animatedly

"Thanks for doing this Mom/Dad, you know you don't have to" (D/N) said out of the blue as she help you setting up the musicians doll, you smiled warmly at her "I want to, dear, before you and your dad got married, we thought of doing this when you're born"

"That's right!! We wanna know how you and Dad met!" (S/N) said, his eyes are gleaming with curiosity "Yes mom, we wanna know how you and Dad met! Tell us, please?"

You smiled as pair of innocent big eyes looked at you with such curiosity "Fufu...well I will tell you as we set this platform up"

They nodded as they helped you, you looked so wistful when you remember those days "We usually met each other Everytime we were summoned by Oyakata-sama, some time after that we would talk about so many things and one day he asked me to be his girlfriend/boyfriend!"

"And then?? Did you accept it? Did you became his girlfriend/boyfriend?" (D/N) piped up excitedly "and then you got married and have us right??" (S/N) asked equally excited.

"Nope, I rejected him"

"Huuh??"

You laughed as you looked at their surprised, cute faces "Yes, I rejected him but I had my reason!"

"and that is...?"

"He haven't take me to a date, so how can I possibly become official with him?" You said smiling at your children "But why should he take you to a date first?" You chuckled and caressed their hair lovingly "You'll know when you're grow up"

"Boo!! You're just like dad! He always said that too!" (S/N) said crossing his arms puffed his cheeks "Come on, (S/N) Don't be mad, it's grown up things" his sister say sighing, you chuckled at him and squished his cheeks "Your sister is right, you'll understand soon enough, now then!" You say clapping your hand once and looked at the platforms, every doll is almost place except for the servant dolls.

"We're almost finished, (D/N) go get some Tachibana tree miniature and (S/N) get the sakura tree miniature, I'll set up the dolls and the appliances miniatures"

"Okay mom/dad!"

They scrambled up to get the miniatures, and as if on cue, Kyojuro came with plenty peach blossoms branches "My love! I'm back with the branches!"

"Thank you, Kyojuro, let's set them up now" he nodded and helped you set up the branches on the sides of the dankazari "Careful (name)..." you smiled and nodded at him as you set it up, and as it finished, you and Kyojuro step back a bit to admire the work you did with your children.

"It looks great!"

"It will look amazing when we add the miniature of Sakura and Tachibana tree" you smiled and sighed as Kyojuro look at you, slightly concerned "What's wrong, my dear?"

"It's just...well, I heard somewhere we had to float off those dolls to ward off the evil spirits and misfortune, but I can't just do it, (D/N) really likes this, and I grew fond of those dolls too..."

Kyojuro looked at the array of dolls, there is you and him as the emperor and empress, Mitsuri, Shinobu and (D/N) and the princesses, Himejima, Giyuu, Sanemi, Tengen, and Muichiro as musicians and singer, (S/N) and Senjuro as the ministers and there's Iguro posed as the head servant with other two dolls, he smiled and pull you closer to him

"Dear, who says we have to float them off? We can always keep it, I know that you're not always believed myths about misfortune, so why don't we keep it somewhere instead?"

You looked up at him as he kissed your head "besides, it's still can be used for our future granddaughters and our descendants in so many years to come, you don't want it to come to waste right?"

You smiled at him and nodded "You're right, you're always right..."

Kyojuro laughed wholeheartedly and pressed his forehead against yours "I'm not always right, you know?"

You chuckled at him and give him a sweet and slow kiss.

You're just so lucky to have husband like him...

"Eeewww!!!"

"Mom and Dad/Dad and father share cooties!!"

You and Kyojuro hastily pulled away and to see (S/N) and (D/N) had a disgusted expression on their faces with the miniatures on their hands, you smiled and blushed ta them "Let's just pretend you didn't see that"

Your children just huffed their cheeks and put the miniatures on the bottom row.

You and Kyojuro can faintly hear them say "Grown ups are gross" and "It's gross that they're eating each other faces"

You and Kyojuro can only laugh, your kids then backed up a bit to admire their work "Wow it looks pretty!" (D/N) said on awe, (S/N) nodded vigorously with a beaming smile on his face "There is no cooler castle than Rengoku castle!! Mom/Dad, you and father did a great job!!"

Kyojuro smiled and ruffled his son's hair "No (S/N) WE did a great job together" (S/N) giggled and hugged him, as you and (D/N) looked at the dolls with a smile "Here's to hoping you will grow into a fine woman, (D/N)..." You went on your knees so you could be on her height "And don't forget, one day you will give it to your daughters, granddaughters and your descendants in many years to come"

(D/N) smiled and nodded as she hugged you "I will mom/dad, thanks for this" you hugged her back as Kyojuro and (S/N) joins in, you both share a smile and talk about tomorrow's celebration.

You could say this is the life you could've ask for, living happily with your husband and children...

And you wouldn't trade it with anything else.

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Admin 15: Well there we go, I just hope this will suffice enough, I'm so sorry that this story didn't even make any sense and there's a lot of inaccuracies here, so I'm terribly sorry for the inconveniences

[forsworned]

irl [sanemi]

warnings » none, profanity??

word count »  0.8 k

categories » f/m, m/m, gen, multi

relationships » sanemi shinazugawa x reader, tengen uzui x reader

characters » sanemi, tengen

summary  » sanemi and you follow each other insta and you both like all of each others photos and you finally meet each other in person and you don’t recognize him and he gets really offended

author’s note » something i felt like writing for fun

You don’t spend an immense amount of time on social media but when you do you you’re always looking for that insanely attractive mutual that likes all your pics back. You’ve both had a streak of liking each other’s photos back to back for some months now. Before this had all started, you had saw that one of your friends Tengen had posted a pic with him and he was tagged in it. You were curious, so you tapped on his profile to find that he multiple other mutuals and tons of other really nice photos that included himself and nice nature shots. One picture in particular stood out and it was of him holding the cutest puppy with him brightly smiling into the camera and that’s what sold you.

You hit like and follow immediately after that and not a few minutes later did he return it. So you decided to like another photo and so did he and ever since then you both would like each other’s photos and sometimes even comment on them. It'd usually be silly and flirty tid bits like, “I can’t tell which one’s the view” or “Hey I thought I told you to return my shirt”, which would make all your mutual friends question whether or not you guys were a thing.

“Hey, are you and Sanemi going out or something?” Tengen asked as he sipped on his protein shake. You just laughed and shook your head.

“No, it’s just our thing. We haven’t even met each other in person before.”

“No way, really?” 

“Mhmm.” You hummed as you sipped on your smoothie. Tengen looked like he was registering what you were saying for a moment before he perked up.

“Yo! Long time no see!” Tengen shot up out of his seat to dab up a man you haven’t see before. You watched as they exchanged greetings and then both of them turn to you.

“I’m sure you two know each other.” Tengen said nudging him. 

“Yeah, it’s really nice finally meeting you in person.”

You tilted your head at him wondering where you have seen this man, but your brain was not recognizing him. It was like you did but you didn’t? Your brain was trying to fire signals, but it was failing. 

“Who are you again?”

Both their mouths dropped as they gawked at you. Tengen was the first to speak up. “Are you being serious?”

“I mean, you’re cute.” You tried to save yourself, but you knew by the looks on their faces you were in deep shit. 

Tengen peered at the incredulous expression on his friend’s face, and burst into a fit of laugher. “Oh, my God, [name]! You’re actually serious! That’s actually fucking rich!”

His friend’s face started to contort into embarrassment and irritation all at once. “Do you seriously not recognize me?”

You stared at him for a little bit longer waiting for your brain to start putting the pieces together, and ever so slowly did it start to come together. 

“Oh my God! Samemi!”

“It’s Sanemi.” He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth as Tengen bursted out into another fit of laughter. Oh, now this was just cruel.

“Oh, [name]. You are totally wounding Sanemi’s heart right now you have no idea!”

“Shut the fuck up, idiot.” Sanemi muttered, but Tengen was ignoring him as he sat back down on his seat practically rolling around. You had never felt so bad.

“I am so sorry.” You began and reached out to him to comfort him and oddly he let you.

“You’re lucky, you’re cute.”

You giggled and smiled at him. You were ashamed at the fact that you didn’t initially identify him, but the more you checked him out the cuter and more recognizable he was becoming. His soft silver locks were tousled and the scars that lined his face and arms and peaked out of his chest were stories that were waiting to be told. His body was sculpted and carefully curated by years and years of achieving the perfect workout to keep him looking the way he did.

“You’re drooling, [name].” Tengen teased from the sidelines. 

“Oh, shut up.” You shot him a dirty look before giving Sanemi your full intention. “Well, now, it is nice to meet you, too.”

“Hm, yeah, now you owe me a smoothie.” Sanemi smiled as he slid into the seat next to Tengen. You rub the back of your neck in embarrassment and nodded your head.

“I think that would be best.”