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settingmyheartablaze · 4 months

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You were no slayer.

It was the reason your husband, Sanemi, watched over you like a hawk each time you went out. Whether it be to the market, your friend’s home, or even just a stroll for some fresh air — if you walked out the doors of his estate, he was right beside you — no exceptions. He had always fussed over you like that, insisting that there was no such thing as too careful. It was almost comical, seeing how it was such a stark contrast to his exterior demeanor of cold-hearted ruthlessness. His worrisome disposition had taken countless hours of sleep from him, and you weren’t sure he’d ever be able to leave your side to attend his missions if not for his younger brother, Genya.

Not long after you had married Sanemi, Genya had quickly become quite fond of you. Anytime Sanemi was out on a mission, the young boy found himself regularly checking in on you. It was the only time Sanemi reluctantly acknowledged his younger brother’s status as a slayer — he’d never admit it (mostly out of frustration at his own limits), but he was secretly grateful that the young boy was there for you when he couldn’t be. It had become an unspoken agreement between the two of them, a silent neutrality: If Sanemi was away on mission, Genya would visit to see if you needed anything at all, even if just company to escort you around. The brothers adored you far more than you knew, and it seemed that devotion was strong enough for them to put aside their differences, but only when it came to you.

It hurt you that they weren’t on speaking terms, but you were incredibly grateful that Genya still came to see you from time to time, even if it was only when his brother was away — it gave you some way of checking up on him. The young boy viewed you almost like a mother, bashfully coming by to tell you of his accomplishments and help you around the home. Despite Sanemi’s insistence that he wanted nothing to do with him, you knew he was glad for it too from the way he’d leave just a bit too much ohagi for one person prepared at the table when he left for a mission. It was endearing, they way the two of them practically hid behind you to show their care for each other.

This strange little routine had become your norm, and today was no exception. Sanemi had been away on a mission for the last two weeks, making Genya your faithful companion. The two of you were now heading back from the market, warmly chatting away as the young boy carried each of your groceries in tow.

“Genya, really, let me help carry them!” You insisted.

“Not a chance! I’m super strong, so it’s not trouble. Besides, we needed a lot more than usual today, since I’ll be leaving too…” The boy’s voice faltered, a look of worry taking over his expression.

It wasn’t often, but every now and then, typically when your husband had been assigned a longer mission, there would be a brief window where the both of them were out. When this would happen, the both of them insisted on stockpiling the home with everything you could possibly need in hopes of minimizing your trips outside the estate. It made you sad the way you could see the boys sick with worry each time they had to leave you alone, so you always made sure to adhere to Sanemi’s only request he had ever made of you:

Never leave the estate when you’re alone.

While it may have seemed overnparanoid, the spike in recent demon activity had left him in a constant state of stress when leaving you. The man, while somewhat callous to others, had never been anything but kind, gentle, and adoring to you. You had him practically wrapped around your finger, and it was no secret. He spoiled you rotten at each chance he got, so the least you could do to ease his mind was comply with the one thing he asked of you. After all, it was only because he couldn’t bear the thought of you being harmed. His mind could only run rampant with the imagined horrors of what could happen to you if nobody was there to protect you.

Looking back at the boy next to you, it seems the same dark thoughts plagued his own mind. How could they not, after the things they had been through — the things they had lost.

You placed a hand gently on Genya’s arm, giving him a bright smile.

“Don’t worry. I have everything I need thanks to you, and I’ll be right in the house. I’m just lucky I have such a sweet little brother who makes sure I’m safe and sound — and is strong enough to carry all my groceries!”

The boy flushed, a happy smile relaxing his face at hearing such kind words. With the constant rejection he faced from his brother, you never denied him the chance to receive even an ounce of affection from you, showering him with your praise. Then, the boy’s eyes lit up with an idea.

“I know! Why don’t I buy you that fabric you liked from the store down the road? That way you can have something fun to do while we’re away!”

The boy surged ahead of you, excited by the opportunity to do something for you.

“You’ve got to get going soon, and don’t be spending your money on me! Get yourself a treat instead.”

“But Y/N-san, you’ve been needing a new kimono! And now that I defeated an upper rank, I got promoted so I’m making lots of money!” He declared with a cheeky grin. “Come on, we’ll be quick!”

After a defeated argument with the young slayer, you had arrived at home right at dusk with a harvest of groceries, fabrics, and anything else you could have possibly needed. He had quickly helped you put away your things and was now standing at the gates as you were seeing him off.

“It gets cold at night up the mountains, so keep this tight.” Your voice was firm but full of love as you fussed over the the boy’s clothes. He had a loving smile on his face, seemingly touched by your mother-henning.

“I’ll be alright, Y/N-san. You take care too okay?”

“I will. For all we know Sanemi could be back any day now, so I’m sure I won’t be alone for too long.”

“I know…but if anything happens, just send us a crow. I’ll come right away, and Aniki will too!”

“I know you would, but don’t worry about me. You should worry about coming home without a scratch. I’ll make your favorite dinner when you return.”

After a few more affectionate words of encouragement, you saw Genya’s figure trail off into the distance as you said your goodbyes. You were incredibly proud of how far he had come, but couldn’t help but worry a bit yourself each time he was off. You scoffed to yourself, rolling your eyes.

Those boys — they sit there worried sick about me while they’re off fighting man-eating monsters.

Despite their ridiculous double standard, you adored them with your whole heart, praying for a safe return each time they headed out into the unknown.

Now settled into the evening, you made quick work of preparing dinner, cleaning the home, and taking care of any other miscellaneous chores that you had been wanting to get done. Because of Sanemi’s nocturnal working hours, he oftentimes slept throughout most of the day which had inevitably caused you to turn to a nocturnal schedule yourself, despite his many protests. He wanted you to have a healthy sleep schedule and enjoy the light of day, but you insisted you were much happier staying up with him to enjoy his company. You had always been a night-owl anyway, at least you also got to spend the evenings with your beloved when he was home that way, too.

Satisfied with your work, you excitedly pattered over to the bag of fabrics that Genya had purchased for you. Your heart swelled at the boy’s kindness, touched he had always been so eager to do such nice things for you.

I’ll need to use some of this to make him a winter coat. He can’t just keep wearing that slayer uniform alone. Sanemi, too.

Satisfied with the idea, you took your supplies and sat by the fire, basking in its warmth and contentedly humming as you began your project, the flickering light pouring over your cozy makeshift workspace.

You weren’t sure how long you had been sitting there threading away, lost in the intent focus of your crafting. You had always enjoyed making clothes, especially for the boys. It was a way you could give something back to them, as they were constantly out there risking their lives for ordinary people like you. Even further, you knew those two desperately needed someone to take care of them every once in awhile. You stretched, letting out a satisfied groan as you glanced at the now smoldering embers of the once blazing fire.

Goodness, it must be an ungodly hour.

You rose, striding over to the door to peek outside at the moon’s location in attempt to see the time. It was a nifty trick that Sanemi had taught you one night as the two of you sat huddled together, your body nestled against him and curled in between his legs on the roof as you looked at the stars. You supposed it was an incredibly useful skill to have a slayer, where you were constantly counting down the hours to dawn. The memory brought a smile to your face, suddenly feeling that familiar longing for your husband to come home so you could be right back in his warm and comforting embrace.

It was just after three in the morning. You really had been working for awhile. You heard a crow squeak behind you from in the house, causing you to jump in your own skin.

You turned with a laugh, walking over to the bird on his post and scratched under his chin.

“I’m sorry. I’ve kept you up too, haven’t I?”

You weren’t sure where Sanemi had gotten his hands on one of the crows meant for slayers, let alone trained it to follow your every move, but you supposed it was just another of the many things your husband worked for tirelessly in order to keep you safe.

The bird boomed a loud squawk again, almost as if he was alarmed.

“What’s wrong?” You cocked your head in confusion, as the behavior was incredibly unusual for your typically relaxed companion. You turned to the door that was still slid wide open to the outside, carrying a cold draft that swayed the forest outside right into your home.

“Oh, right. The door.”

You turned, heading over to slide it closed. The bird began a furious barrage of cries once more.

“I know, I know, It’s cold! I’m going, don’t worry!”

You had just begun to slide the door shut when you heard it — the faintest snap of a branch. Your hearing had always been good. You used to sit by that very entrance and crane for the sound of Sanemi’s footsteps trudging home. However, this sound was much different. It was a sound that was trying to stay hidden.

Every part of you stilled.

Now, the only things you could hear were the wind rustling through the trees, and your own heartbeat thundering in your ears.

The wave of dread that coursed through your body on instinct confirmed to you exactly what situation you were in.

Sure enough, you saw them. Those eyes.

Glowing a horrid red, they stared right at you as their figure crept closer. You met their gaze, unmoving in shock. Then, the monster let out a horrifying laugh that nearly made you black out.

I need to stay calm. A single second could be the difference between me surviving and —

The idea of even finishing the thought made your heart stop. This was real, which meant you needed to think fast.

When looking back on this moment, you would remember it all in slow motion. It felt like time itself had frozen, giving you the milliseconds you needed to act. In an instant, your hand reached for the sachet hanging just by the doorway while you simultaneously cried out to the bird behind you.

“Go!” You shrieked, thrashing the sachet down below you. The second it hit the floor, an explosion of lilac smoke burst into the room. Despite the dense smog that had erupted all around you, the crow flew out the window immediately on your command, faster than a bolt of lightning.

Please, God. Let him make it to them.

The terror coursing through your body felt toxic; Your breaths were erratic and your whole body was trembling as you spun on your heels to make a bolt for your room. You couldn’t see a thing, but you were hoping your that meant your predator couldn’t either. You had the advantage of knowing the layout of the house like the back of your hand — you could only hope the smoke screen would work long enough to get you the head start. Just when you had made it past the kitchen, you ripped the tablecloth off, scattering it and its contents to the floor in an attempt to distract the demon. Just when you made it to the hallway, the monster flung in through the doorway, crashing straight towards the kitchen and smashing into the cabinets, falling for the decoy. You heard the demon cry out in a rage as the shattered furniture and dishes flew everywhere, but you didn’t falter.

You flew into your bedroom, practically leaping over the bed to Sanemi’s cabinet. It was a slim chance, but every now and then, Sanemi would have a spare sword in there that was needing to be polished or repaired. It was far from ideal, but it seemed like your only option.

Please.

Flinging the door open, you practically sobbed in relief to see one resting there. Reaching for it without a moments notice, you unsheathed it, the pure adrenaline taking over.

You can do this. You’ve watched him, all this time.

You had watched him, all those years, training day in and day out. It had always amazed you, seeing his God-given strength and ability. You couldn’t count the amount of times you sat on the engawa, enraptured by his every move in wonder.

That’s right. You’ve seen it a hundred times. All you need is one good hit.

His movements flashed in your mind - without even realizing it, your love for him had committed each of them to memory. Now, you just had to give it all you were worth and hope that you had even a fraction of his strength. You took a deep breath, tears welling in your eyes.

Be with me, love. Please, lend me your strength, even if it’s only for a moment.

You could hear the demon’s blind rampage getting closer. It was crying out, as if it was in pain.

The wisteria smoke — it’s working. This it it. The only window I’ll get.

Gripping the hilt of Sanemi’s katana, you charged out into the hallway, finding the demon writhing on the floor. With every ounce of strength you had, you ran forward, raising the sword high.

Right in the very moment you were going to swing down, the demon met your eyes in alarm.

No!

The blow came so fast, you weren’t even sure you felt the initial impact. Its leg came flying up and hitting you square in the chest, sending you flying into the wall. The force was so abrupt you flew right threw it, crashing back into the demolished area that was once your kitchen. Gasping for air, the sword fell from your hand as blood spurted out of your mouth.

Get up. You have to get up.

Turning over quickly, you crawled to your feet, desperately trying to run away. Not a second later, you felt the kick again, launching you into the air. Then, a claw gripped your shoulder, slamming you back down into the ground.

You shrieked at the searing pain of your chest being practically ripped open, your blood spraying everywhere. The floorboards beneath you split open from the pressure of your landing.

“You damn bitch! I’m going to rip you apart!” The demon roared furiously.

You could barely breathe. Blood was everywhere, pooling around your body like a lake.

I can’t do this.

You heaved, rendered completely immobile. With a cry of pain, you realized that it was over. You were going to die. For a split second, you contemplated giving up — letting the demon end it quickly. Then, they flashed into your mind.

The two boys you loved most in the world, returning to their home torn apart and your remains splattered along the walls.

No. I have to do this. I have to live.

You weren’t sure what overtook you in that moment. Maybe it was adrenaline. Maybe it was the years of watching Sanemi’s breathing techniques, maybe it was sheer desperation. Wherever that miraculous source of strength came from, it had you on your feet, reaching for the demon’s neck. With a cry of pure rage, you ripped the demon down to the floor, pinning it down beneath you. Your hands flew to its arms that thrashed beneath you. The scream in your face was so loud you were sure it had ruptured your ear drums. And yet, you didn’t let go.

I can’t leave them.

A racked sob left your body as you fought to keep the monster beneath you, your muscles screaming at the unbearable pain, tears fueling your desperation.

I won’t leave them.

You were running out of strength. You were sure the only reason you were even remotely capable of holding it down was due to the smoke that was now slowly fading away. You could feel the demon’s force getting stronger beneath you, your own stamina quickly fading. The panic overtook you once more. Pressing down, you let out a horrid scream as you used the last of your energy to slam it back down beneath you.

At the sound of your scream, you heard a thundered rattle in the distance. The force was so intense that you could feel the ground shake beneath you. Your head lurched up in shock, trying to see what could have possibly made such a sound.

Please, God, don’t tell me there’s another!

Before you could even finish looking up, a white flash streaked across your vision — a pair of arms barreled into you so fast you thought you had hallucinated.

In an instant, you were flying across the room, locked in Sanemi’s grasp. He had moved so quickly that the two of you went flying through one of the only remaining walls to the house. He turned his body towards it to brace the impact, completely shielding you from the wreckage as the two of you crashed to the dirt outside.

In all your life, you hadn’t seen anything move that fast. You weren’t even sure it really happened until you felt the pressure of his arms locking you into his shuddering chest in the night air. At the register of his presence, you let out a choked gasp.

“Sanemi?”

You were gulping for air at this point, barely able to make out his name between your desperate and now gurgled heaves. Ripping his body back to meet your gaze, he was practically screaming at you..

“Where are you hurt?!” There were tears streaming down his face, and his whole body was violently shaking as he his hands roughly ran along your body, desperately searching for the source of the blood. You weren’t even able to respond before he had spotted it himself, ripping off his haori to try and cover the wound. You weren’t sure if the awful sound escaping his lips was hyperventilating or sobbing, but seeing him so shaken up stunned you. Not once in your life had you seen him so manic. You desperately wanted to console him, but your mind was still fixated on the threat in the house.

“The demon—” You rasped, but not before the sound of gunfire rattled from the house. Your eyes strained over Sanemi’s shoulder to see Genya blowing the demon’s head off in a blind rage. In that moment, your emotions overwhelmed you, and you began to sob.

They came.

Sanemi was fighting his own cries as he desperately tried to calm you.

“I’m right here, don’t cry! I’m so sorry but try to breathe, I need you to calm down, okay? You need to relax your body so I can stop the bleeding! I’m gonna fix this!” He was holding you so tightly, pressing down on your shoulder to staunch the bleeding.

“Y/N!” Genya came barreling towards the two of you, but froze at seeing the shape you were in. He gasped in horror, tears pooling in his eyes. He only broke his terrorized trance at the sound of Sanemi’s shout.

“Genya! Get Shinobu now!” Before Sanemi had even finished the words, the boy had turned and taken off towards the mansion.

You knew it must have been bad, otherwise Sanemi would have carried you there himself. He looked borderline rabid, scanning your body over and over for something else he could do. He leaned down, pressing dozens of fevered kisses to your face between desperate murmurs of assurance.

“I’m gonna fix this okay? Genya’s getting Shinobu and you’re gonna be just fine. Just stay with me okay? I need you to stay with me.” His former screaming had become soft whimpers, and now his voice was hoarse and broken.

You took a shuddered breath, willing yourself to speak.

“I-I’m so sorry— I tried my best, but the house, everything is gone —”

He wouldn’t even let you finish the sentence, interrupting you with a furious cry.

“Don’t you dare apologize to me! I don’t give a damn about the house! I—” He stopped, too choked up to finish the sentence. Pulling you even closer, his voice trembled as he continued. In a strange way, you almost found his hot-headed temper a comfort after seeing him so afraid.

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t here sooner.” He sounded furious with himself, and you you gently shook your head.

“You came just in time. I was getting quite tired.” You tried to make light of the situation, which only caused your husband to let out a strange sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob.

His hands were wiping the tears from your cheeks, although you weren’t even sure if they were yours or his.

In the distance, you heard shouting. The muffled voices became more clear, and before you knew it, you had been surrounded by frantic kakushi as Shinobu flew to your side. The hashira looked appalled as she took in your condition, the bewilderment evident on her face. She gave Sanemi a worried look, and the man froze in fear.

“She’ll live. She has to. She put up too much of a fight to die now! Please!” You knew you really must have been about to die, because not once in your life had you ever heard your husband say the word ‘please’ to one of his fellow slayers.

Crouching down, the woman listened to your breathing. Snapping up, she began barking orders.

“Her lungs are pierced! We need to move quickly, she won’t even be conscious much longer. Get me…”

You couldn’t make out much else, your vision going blurred and the world suddenly becoming rather quiet. The last thing you remembered was your husbands trembling lips on your forehead murmuring sobbed prayers.

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It was the feeling of the sun on your face that finally woke you. Letting your eyes adjust to the light, you blearily blinked, bringing you hands up to rub them. However, one if your hands was locked in place. Looking down, you saw your husband passed out in a chair beside your bed, clinging to you.

I must be at the mansion.

You sighed softly, taking a moment to bask in the utter peace you felt.

I’m alive.

You heard a soft snore from the other side of the room, causing you to look over in surprise. Genya was sprawled awkwardly between two chairs the had seemingly made into a makeshift bed, his body contorted in an attempt to curl into them.

Beside him on the floor was a bouquet of your favorite flowers — ones that the boys knew only grew in a particular valley by your home.

You froze, taking in the scene before you. Before you knew it, tears trickled down your face, completely overwhelmed once again by the swell in your chest.

I made it back to them.

Footsteps rounded the corner past your room, and Shinobu entered swiftly, carrying a tray of what looked to be different medicines. As she looked over at you, her face went slack. The tray she was holding collapsed to the floor, her own eyes filling with tears. The sound jolted Sanemi and Genya awake, their head snapping up in unison.

You weren’t sure who spoke first, the three of them immediately up and fussing over you in snorted sobs of relief. Shinobu checked your vitals as Sanemi’s head hit the mattress with a relieved sob. Genya was at your side in an instant.

“Are you all right?” He sniffed, and all you wanted was to take the sweet boy into your arms for a hug.

“Yes—” Your voice wobbled, the tears unable to stop. Seeing them made the boy’s eyes flash with worry.

“Why are you crying? Are you in pain?”

You shook your head, rubbing your eyes.

“No, I’m just so happy I woke up.” You wept. Sanemi took your hand, kissing it over and over.

You turned to shinobu who was feverishly checking over you.

“Thank you so much,” You whispered. “I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for all of you.”

The woman shook her head firmly, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“No. You’re here because you’re strong. We only made it to you because you kept fighting. Never forget that.”

You were stunned by her words. The people you were luckily enough to call your family were your heroes — they fought tirelessly to protect the world from such evil, and never in your life did you ever imagine that one day, someone would see you the way you saw them — strong.

You were no slayer, but that day, you learned you never needed to be. You had everything you needed to be strong long before you ever gripped that sword.

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xxsabitoxx · 1 year

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Now that the Shinazugawa babies have been animated I feel like I can talk about them more freely without risk of spoiling others. So, here comes May’s tsunami of big bro Sanemi HCs.

Since his mom (Shizu) is always working, Sanemi took it upon himself to learn how to do his little sisters’ hair.

Sumi and Teiko learned how to do their hair themselves forever ago but preferred when Sanemi would do it for them. They always requested that he did their hair in the same style as their mom’s

Sanemi and Genya took it upon themselves to bathe their little siblings in order to take some of the work load of their mom’s shoulders

Sanemi is actually a great cook because he would often cook for his little siblings and his mom.

While Sanemi cooked, Genya would try his hardest to do the laundry but he would struggle to get some of the larger items on the line and need Sanemi’s help

Sanemi often stood up to his abusive father, trying to get his attention off of his small mother and little siblings. He was convinced he could deal with the man’s rage and survive while his mother and siblings may not.

These attempts were often futile because Shizu couldn’t stand to see her oldest son trying to protect her. She was the mother, it was her duty protect her children. It destroyed her any time Sanemi tried to intervene.

Sanemi would often stay up until his mother fell asleep, which was a rare occurrence. The woman slept at most for two hours before going back to her daily routine.

But on nights where he managed to stay awake longer than her, he’d cuddle up to her under the blankets and fall asleep listening to her heartbeat (he’s a mama’s boy)

Sanemi learned to sew, that way he could repair the little clothes he and his siblings had. Which meant his mother wouldn’t stress about getting them new clothes and save more money.

When his father died, he was relieved. He knew the role he needed to take on, but it wasn’t as daunting because he knew Genya would be right there with him. Their live would be easier with that man out of the pictures

I’m a twisted way, Sanemi hopes he would receive his father’s strength. Not to hurt those he loved, rather protect them from any evil.

Similar to how Nezuko would carry Rokuta in a wrap, Sanemi would carry Koto the same way.

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reticent-writer · 1 year

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Hi Can I Order An Angst Where The Hashira's Father Figure Is Very Sick And About To Die How Would They Deal With This Loss?

An: for the fathers I go with their occupation from other fics.

Mitsuri's ff is a Baker. Giyuu and Rengoku's is a retired hashira. Shinobu's is a doctor. Obanai, muichirou, sanemi and tengen are people from their past.

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Rengoku

After retiring you had become bed ridden.

The mark took it's toll on you but that wasn't going to stop you from celebrating your last birthday.

You gather the rengoku's and had a small party. You wanted no one to cry, so they didn't.

After the party was over you went into your room for your final night. You wrote letters to everyone you knew saying goodbye.

Tengen

It started off as a small fever that unfortunately got worse.

It was constant ups and downs. Some days you could walk around others you were bedridden. You could barely lift a finger of those days.

Sanemi

He used to distance himself from you but when he heard you were sick he moved you to his house.

He spent everyday he could with you. He even got along with genya in front of you.

When you passed he drowned himself in work. Not stopping to breathe.

It was a sad sight to see.

Obanai

You were his rock. When he herd you were sick he couldn't believe it.

You who had helped him at his lowest.

Now it was his turn to help you.

He did the best he could till you suddenly died.

Once again he still couldn't believe it.

Gyomei

Being blind, gyomei couldn't see that you were sick but he knew that something was wrong.

You never told him cause you didn't want to worry him. That's how it became serious.

You did go to shinobu but your illness wasn't detectable in its early stages. By the time she knew what was wrong it was too late.

Muichirou

He tries to get you up and moving every day, and everyday you have to explain to him that your body it slowing down.

He knew but he wanted to act like he didn't. Everyday it was the same routine.

You told him, he would help in anyway he could then he would go on missions.

When you died he cried in private nearly everyday.

Your memory of his fading with each day.

Giyuu

This happened before giyuu became a hashira.

You were the hashira of (element) and you had gained a demon mark at the age of 20.

You told him he could be the next water hashira and to meet a teacher on top of a mountain.

He spent most his days with you.

On your 25th birthday he made you a cake.

He watch you stop breathing that night.

In the morning he set off towards the mountain.

Shinobu

She knew before you knew but that didn't change the fact that she couldn't help you.

She sat by your bed everyday just to talk.

It took a big toll on her focus, she constantly thought about your illness and how to help you.

In the end you told her there was nothing that could be done and to stop worrying over it.

You died peacefully in your sleep.

Mitsuri

She came back from a mission to your bakery being closed with a framed picture of you place neatly with flowers surrounding it.

She didn't know what to think.

One minute you were there to wish her well then when she came back you were gone.

She still went by your shop before every mission.

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chee-shep · 7 months

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hi idk if you accept something along the lines of one shots

it’s in regards to your teen pregnancy Drabble but can I please request a plot that goes something along the lines of sanemi finding out on the 6th month of y/n pregnancy and scolding genya, and whether he rejects or accepts it, it’s up to you.

But I thank you again for reading my message.😊❤️🤞🏼✨

Ah, thank you for the request! Sorry it took so long to do! I wasn't to sure how to make Sanemi in this one, but I think his attitude is alright. I can see Sanemi being upset with Genya, but I don't think he can be too angry with a pregnant woman XD

“This is more exhausting than I thought it’d be.” You said as you sat down on the engawa of the butterfly mansion. You were six months into your pregnancy with Genya and were starting to feel the weight of it all, literally and physically. You’d always been a hard worker, always on the move and doing everything you could. But now, carrying this baby meant you couldn’t do that anymore.

You eagerly turned your head when you heard footsteps, thinking Genya had returned so he could accompany you for your next check-up with Shinobu, but it wasn’t him. Walking down the engawa was a white haired man, covered in scars with lavender eyes. It took you a moment to realize that this might be Genya’s older brother.

You hadn’t seen Samei before, only having a description from Genya. Despite all the scary things you’ve heard from core members about the Wind Hashira, Genya’s description was always different. He always described how they were as children, along with his regret for lashing out at the time of their mother’s death.

While meeting your partner’s family would usually be considered a normal, or even a wonderful, occasion you weren’t so sure about it. The irritated look on Sanemi’s face made it clear to you that if there was a good time to introduce yourself, now was not that time. As he turned into the mansion and walked away, you felt yourself relax a bit.

But that relaxation was short lived as you heard a voice call out.

“(Y/N)!”

Turning your head you saw Genya coming towards you, a little battered from his last battle but happy to see you. He rushed over, helping you stand up before embracing you. During the hug you debated if you should ask about Sanemi. Should you mention that you think you saw him? As you mind raced, Genya took notice. “Hey, are you okay?”

Deciding that now wasn't a good time for a family reunion, you shook your head and smiled at him. “I’m fine, Genya, just feeling a little tired.” You said as he kissed your forehead, looking a bit relieved after hearing your excuse. After taking your hand the two of you walked to find Shinobu, aware that the Wind Hashira was watching the two of you from a distance.

The check-up with Shinobu was routine, making sure that the way you felt was normal, along with the advice that it’d be best if you didn’t find out if the baby would inherit Genya’s demon consumption abilities. As the check-up concluded Shinobu made a strange comment, “You’re doing fine (Y/N), but it seems you two have a visitor waiting. Are you coming in, Shinazugawa?”

Genya stiffened up as Shinobu got up and left the room. And since she had called Sanemi out for eavesdropping, he didn’t have much of a choice to at least make some kind of interaction. Telling himself to keep it brief, he stepped into the room with a stern look as he stared down Genya, not focusing too much on you.

Sanemi’s stern expression hid his internal conflict. While he was happy his little found love and that he was going to become an uncle, he couldn’t help but feel a bit frusterated. Maybe he had been hoping Genya would have been a bit more responsible, but this was a 16 year old after all, and he could help but wonder if he had been around more maybe this wouldn’t be happening with him so young.

He couldn’t really be too mad at you since well… he wouldn’t want to make the only person his little brother had so close to feel like she’d made a mistake about being with him. While Genya and Sanemi’s interactions could usually be described as tense and verbally rough, but right now Sanemi could only bite his tongue. You were pregnant and he didn’t want to cause too much stress and make a scene.

Genya knew that another attempt to reconcile wouldn’t be good right now since he could tell how nervous you were. Trying to remain as relaxed as possible he introduced you to Sanemi, mentioning that you had three months left.

Sanemi didn’t say much, nodding everytime Genya went into more detail, the conversation lasting longer than you thought. Genya gave Sanemi the chance to speak, but he seemed to keep his mouth shut. His emotions left him feeling torn, and so there was only one line he could get out without taking it too far, “You two should’ve been a bit more carefull.”

And with that, Sanemi turned around, heading for the door to leave. As he was leaving you couldn’t help but ask, “Won’t you come back and say hello to the baby after it’s born?” It probably wasn’t a good thing to ask, and you had no idea what the hell compelled you to ask. Genya tensed up as you asked that, looking at you out the corner of his eye as if you were crazy.

But the response the white haired hot-head gave surprised you both…

“I’ll think about it.”

It’s been a while since I’ve written a drabble/one shot. I accidentally started writing like I do with Character AI a few times XD

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #genya x y/n #genya x reader #genya x you #genya shinazugawa x reader #genya shinazugawa x y/n #genya shinazugawa x you #genya drabble #genya one shot

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budsofrose · 11 months

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Putting stickers on their things, just a thought…

This is when they got reincarnated btw! Im still going to refer to their orig names as to not bring confusion.

Sanemi and Genya would notice their police batons had gone missing, searching for it in their office only for it to not be found. Coming home they realized their batons were on your bed, but it was modified.

It had hello kitty stickers on it, spongebob, random pastries, food, you name it. How’d you even get it without them knowing? They have no clue.

It took them hours of trying to peel it off and remove the sticky residue before having to ask for a replacement. They both sigh in defeat at the couch, sore fingers soaked in bowls of cool and warm water, easing the pain just a little.

You had to have a stern talking to, but for now their fingers need a break from all the sticker peeling.

Gyomei not even noticing it as he continues on his day. His caretaker id covering up his name with stickers of all kinds from the kids were given.

But Gyomei never leaves his items unattended, at work ofcourse. At home he’d place it in one spot every day as a routine in order for him to not lose it all around the house.

There was something a bit off as he put on his id, but regardless he had to get to work. Only to be approached by one of the kids in the daycare asking why his id got the most famous cartoon mascot on it.

At the end of the day he feels his id around with his nails and sure enough he can feel something peeling. He asks how you even got ahold of the stickers, and you explain that he brought some home one day and you decided to spice his id up.

Mitsuri and Obanai would be visited by you occasionally at their restaurant. Bringing them cute gifts from wherever you went that day that reminded you of them.

Occasionally youd bring food or any type of snacks for the two, only this time you brought them stickers, since most of the foods and snacks were either way out of the budget, or not worth buying.

Mitsuri thought it was cute, but Obanai couldnt really care less, as long as she was happy. Though, as soon as Obanai left you and Mitsuri unsupervised, you both decided to have a bit of fun.

Sticking the stickers to one another and giggling like fools, putting it on random places one another couldnt reach without another person having to help remove.

It was all fun in games until they started to fall off and onto the wooden floor boards. Obanai coming back shortly, seeing you twi giggling while he quietly fumes at how the hell is he going to get the stickers off the floor.

Needless to say you and Mitsuri got scolded, ofcourse she got off easy, being scolded lovingly while you weren’t. You had to spend the rest of the visit finding ways to get it off the floor while mitsuri looked up solutions on google.

Woah, writing a second time? Golly me, dont expect this to be a common occurrence im just really bored… I couldnt really remember anyone else that was an adult in the reincarnation, so lmk if you remember any!

#demon slayer #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #sanemi shinaguzawa #genya #genya shinazugawa #sanemi #mitsuri kanroji #obanai iguro #imagines #random thoughts #gyomei himejima #kny himejima #mitsuri x obanai

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kyousei-a · 2 years

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@frcstie ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ: “You’re lying. You’re fucking lying!” Sanemi screams. He sounds like a child, crying over some toy he wasn’t allowed to get. But, it’s not that. He’s staring at his little brother, or what is said to be him. “My fucking brother died! With the rest of ‘em.” The rest of his family, all dead because of his quirk. “You sayin’ you’re him? I’ll fucking kill you.” // unprompted

❝I-It’s me, ‘Nemi! I promise!❞ Genya cries out, stammered voice warbled slightly by the set of small speakers in his helmet.

This was supposed to be a routine patrol in Snipe’s district, the end of Genya’s first year in Shiketsu Academy marked with his Provisional License and a short work study with a hero who could help him. — But such things never seem to go to plan around Genya.

A commotion had gained his attention two streets over and it had been his duty to investigate as a Hero-in-Training. His arrival had sent him face to face with someone he hadn’t seen in close to ten years: his brother. Sanemi was covered in more scars than Genya could count now, the massive X spanning across his open chest a warning to anyone who dared to come closer, but he was still undoubtedly his Nemi.

It’s understandable that Genya wouldn’t be recognized, not like this. He is covered head to toe in UV-blocking fabric, even his voice different from the decade they spent apart. Was this it? Was he going to lose Sanemi all over again? His hands shake in their gloves as he holds them out to show he meant to harm and had no weapons. Katana and twin shotguns sit at his lower back, guns loaded. He was somewhat aware of how Sanemi’s quirk worked, but that was so long ago. Was he quick enough to... Was he strong-willed enough to...?

Shuddered exhale leaves him. His heart pounds in his chest so loudly it feels like the only thing he can hear. ❝I... I-I know, ‘Nemi...❞ What can he do? What, if anything, will Sanemi listen to now? ❝Your name is Shinazugawa Sanemi, and your birthday is November 29th. You have six siblings... Hiroshi, Sumi, Teiko, Koto, Shuya and... a-and me.❞

Slowly his hands move to grip the sides of his helmet, each action he made deliberate and conscious to not further anger Sanemi. This was a risk, more than a risk. This was a death sentence for someone who can’t use their quirk in the daylight, the sun directly above him in the midst of afternoon. Helm is pulled off and dropped onto the asphalt with a clatter. He doesn’t even check to see if the visor cracked, though it sounds like it did.

There. His face. This should convince him, right? He feels exposed in the sun, his hands still up in a way that left him defenseless if Sanemi decided to use that blade to his advantage. This had to work. He didn’t have any other options.

❝You... You have me! You have me still, ‘Nemi. Please listen. I’m not lying, I swear it!❞

#frcstie #ic. ɢᴇɴʏᴀ #verse. ɢᴇɴʏᴀ | ʙɴʜᴀ → you can’t help what your heart has longed for.#answered.#this made me smad.#i need food now because i'm so smad.

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mysaldate · 4 years

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hii! in honour of valentine's day, can you please give me some pick up lines the demons/demon slayers would say✌🥺 have a good day btww!

I’m terribly sorry for getting to you this late! There’s a lot of characters and as you all know, I was on a bit of an unwilling hiatus lately. Hopefully, I will be able to make up for the wait with this. Some of them will have more than one pick up line, some of them will even have serious ones since I felt like it would be better that way than to just meme my way through.

Demons and Demon Slayers Pick up Lines

Demons

Muzan: Not only would I kill for you but I would die for you all the same.Or: Do you prefer men or women? I just want to know how to boost my chances with you.

Kokushibou: My eyes are only on you.Or: My blood art is called Flesh sword. Want me to impale you?

Douma: I’ve been guiding people to paradise my whole life but only now did I finally find my own.Or: You’re lucky I’m not hungry because you sure are a snack!

Akaza: You should get a tattoo like me because you just stole my heart.Or: Wanna play basketball? Your hands can be the basket and I’ll give you the balls.

Hantengu: Every last bit of me likes you. Including the one that hates everyone.Or: I’d ask you out but you would most likely say no so I’ll just sit here and cry over a bottle of vodka and a whole chocolate cake. If you change your mind, I’ll share with you.

Nakime: I can make you fall for me in more ways than one.

Gyokko: Something’s fishy – you’re not dating me yet!Or: Wanna hold hands? I’ve got six of them!

Daki: Most humans are disgusting but you’re not so bad.

Gyutaro: The benefit of dating me is you would never have to worry about anyone wanting to steal me away from you.

Kaigaku: (before we get to him, here, have my exact thought process)

Kaigaku: You thought your first kiss would be Zenitsu but it was I, Kaigaku!Or: I’m gonna eat your peaches like no one has before.

Enmu: I’d like to drive my train in your station tonight.Or: Let’s see... This is like a dream for me. To die by your hand in person. And I so enjoyed hearing the other demons’ last gasps! I feel so blessed! Because I love to see others in despair and agony. Because it’s like a dream come true for me. I thank you for leaving me for last! (that was a pick-up line and you cannot convince me otherwise)

Rokuro: I was meaning to ask you out but then I realized how incredibly stupid that would be. I’ll leave you alone forever now.

Wakuraba: Damn, I’m losing my head over you.

Mukago: I accidentally bought two tickets to a scary movie so I’m looking for a cuddle partner right now. You interested?

Rui: Let’s play house. I could be your boyfriend.

Kamanue: Sure, it’s easy for you to say you can do better but what am I supposed to do when I want the best?

Sister Spider demon: My thread may be smooth as silk but good luck getting out of it once you’re tied to my bed.

Brother Spider demon: You know, my poison isn’t the only thing I can fill you with.

Father Spider demon: (Honestly, I have no idea. He isn’t exactly well-spoken. My best guess is he would just throw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and take you with him.)

Mother Spider demon: I hope you like bad girls because I am bad at everything!

Kyogai: They say you can’t write what you don’t know. Would you like to help me write the most romantic story ever?

Susamaru: Even if you say no, I will hug you with all my eight limbs like a giant spider until you go out with me.Or: I’d let you play with my balls any day.

Yahaba: If you don’t come to me on your own, I can simply make you, you know?

Swamp demon: We’re a package deal of everything you may ever need – the voice of reason, the voice of emotion and the voice that will break your enemies’ eardrums.

Hand demon: Ever heard of kitsune udon? Would you like me to make some for you?

Temple demon: I ain’t no saint but damn do I pray you’re single!

Tamayo: Eternity is a curse but by your side, I wouldn’t mind staying cursed forever.Or: If I weren’t already obsessed with ruining the life of another person, you would be on top of my list.

Yushiro: Lady Tamayo might have competition in you soon, you better watch out.

Nezuko: It doesn’t matter if the sun doesn’t burn me because your smile is much brighter anyway!

Demon Slayers

Yoriichi: I couldn’t slay Muzan but you, I am quite sure I can.

Jiggoro: It may be hard and it may be painful but after this hellish training is completed, our garden will be magnificent!

Urokodaki: I’m very good with children. Some of them even lived beyond their sixteenth birthday.

Shinjuro: At least if you marry me, you’ll get two great sons to compensate.

Uzui: I’m opening up the applications for my fourth wife position. Interested?

Himejima: Though I lived in a temple, I am not exactly a monk. I have made no celibacy promise.

Kyojuro: Darling, you set my heart ablaze!Or: Would you like to see my crimson red blade?

Obanai: Are you a snake charmer, because I sure am charmed.

Mitsuri: In the name of love, please go out with me!

Muichiro: I lost my phone number. Could I get yours?

Shinobu: You believe in female supremacy? Good.

Kanae: Let’s start as friends and maybe we can work our way up? Let’s work hard!

Genya: You know, demons aren’t the only thing I can eat really well.

Tanjiro: You smell really nice. Would you mind if I got a taste as well?

Sanemi: I will not share my ohagi with you but that doesn’t mean I don’t care, ok? Just so we’re clear.

Giyuu: As the water pillar, I know a lot about making people wet. Especially with tears.

Zenitsu: PLEASE MARRY ME OR I’LL DIE ALONE!Or: Do you like bad boys? No? Oh, thank goodness!

Inosuke: Among the boars, I would sing for you and give you lots of hugs and attention. Will you let me try even though you’re human?

Kanao: The coin told me to say yes to whatever request you may have. Pick wisely.Or: I was told to follow my heart. And it lead me to you.

Murata: I’m a completely average guy but sometimes that’s better than someone special, right?

Aoi: I may be frail but I can handle brats like you just like you deserve – with lots of love and strict training routine.

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semicielo · 4 years

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Hey can I request HC of Tanjiro, Inosuke, Giyuu, Sanemi to a super affectionate chubby s/o (likes to give hugs, back hugs, kisses etc) and is kind hearted, sweet and goofy but when in battle becomes super strong fierce and badass! Thank you in advance:)

Headcanons of Tanjirou - Inosuke - Giyuu and Sanemi x chubby Reader

⇢ A/N: 👁👄👁hello I finally wrote this

Genre: fluff

Pairing: Tanjirou x Reader - Giyuu x Reader - Inosuke x Reader - Sanemi x Reader

･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

KAMADO TANJIROU

The purest couple on earth, they were both kind, sweet and helpful with everyone, the difference was that (y/n) was really affectionate.

The first time they meet was in the mountains for the slayer test, he was amazed to see the cute, chubby and gentle face person being one of the strongest over there.

Second time they meet (y/n) helped him and Nezuko, how can he not love them? They helped his beloved sister, without caring if she was a demon.

Nezuko also loved his s/o, she always hold them hand, having the small Nezuko between them.

(y/n) and his sister were the most special beings in his life, carrying always a picture of them, and sending letters with their crowns.

“Tanjirou~!!” He loves to hear them every time he came back from a mission, his s/o run towards them to hug (y/n) and kiss their cheeks, “I missed you Tanjirou~” “I missed you too (y/n)” and rubbed his cheek against (y/n)’s.

(y/n) helps Tanjirou training, even though her some fight moves to help him improve, after a good training session, and shower, they were ready for a cuddling session

He likes to give gifts to his s/o, but for (y/n) their favorite gift was a kiss from their beloved Tanjirou, it’s needles to say that they were 100% into PDA.

If his s/o hugs him he would hug them back the same with kisses and holding hands, he was so in love (y/n) and after all the things that he has been through, he felt true happiness.

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HASHIBIRA INOSUKE

He doesn’t care about how you look, actually the thing that make him fall for you was your strong facet.

When he saw his s/o fight for the first time he was impressed, excited and amazed “Fight with me now (y/n)!! Let’s see who wins!!”

Their first date started as training dates, to become real ones “what about if after training we have a walk?” “After my mission, do you want to eat at the city?”

He was confused about the affection, so he tried to pissed (y/n) like he once did with Tanjirou, the result, a total fail, (y/n) gave him the sweetest smile ever and gave him some of their food “are you still hungry? We can share”

Surprise hugs, hugs from behind were a must, his s/o really like to surprise him, but it wasn’t like that, “eh? Why aren’t you surprise?” He answers “I can smell you! I know it’s you, I won this encounter”

He is really competitive, but really soft, without knowing what affection is Inosuke’s s/o was willing to teach him how to show love.

“This is a kiss on the cheek” and they kissed him, “I love you so I want to show that to you” “oh” so he kisses (y/n) nose and hugs them, “a kiss on the nos” “nose” he repeated “nose”

His favorite thing that his s/o teach him, apart from martial arts, was to cuddle, he called them soft hugs, “because you are soft, like a pillow, you are my pillow!”

Cute pecks, let’s go slow, he’s still learning.

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TOMIOKA GIYUU

He couldn’t care less about physical appearance, if his (s/o) was chubby or not, it really doesn’t matter, what he cares about is their mental connection, like their feelings for each other.

For Giyuu his s/o was the most perfect being on earth, a beautiful heart, loyal and strong,

(y/n) was really strong, and that make him want to become stronger to protect them, “but I want to protect you Giyuu” “and I want to be able to protect you too (y/n)”

Their bedtime routine was (y/n) caressing Giyuu’s black hair and gently massaging his scalp, then a goodnight kiss.

They had silent moments, they sitting in front of the lake of his state, his s/o leaning against his chest and playing with his fingers, sometimes kissing his chin, Giyuu’s deep blue eyes met with (y/n)’s, “your eyes are pretty (y/n)” “yours too!”

Giyuu wanted to be all his life with his s/o, he wanted to get marry with them and have family together, he told them once, he was caressing (y/n)’s cheek and told them “when all of this ends, will you marry me?”, with their face blushed (y/n) hug him and answered “how can you ask me that with that expressionless face” they laugh “of course I’ll marry you”

Shinobu enjoys to tease them, the lovey-dovey couple didn’t care if someone saw them hugging or kissing it was more initiated by (y/n) they were always hugging Giyuu, or always holding hands.

Giyuu looked at their hands holding and smile, the times that (y/n) saw that cute smile they yell out of excitement, and look at him with heart eyes.

Hug him, kiss him, give all the love that this men deserves.

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SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI

Sanemi was pissed at (y/n) goofy actitud, he firmly believed that all the new recruits were more useless, so when he saw the chubby being been clingy, soft and annoying to the others he thought they was a failure.

But he was wrong, he was on a mission with the silly (y/n), they even bring ohagi “Genya told me you love ohagi so I bring some to eat” they were kind, annoyingly kind.

Then time to fight came, and Sanemi was shocked, (y/n) really know how to fight, it was like a professional master, like a veteran at the art of swords, he misjudged them.

“Oh the ohagi’s are fine! Let’s eat!”

They started to train together, (y/n) was a worthy opponent, at the beginning it was also training, until (y/n) started with small talks.

(y/n) was really kind with everyone and everything, time make them become friends to being a couple, and his s/o was the most clingy and affectionate person ever.

Back hugs, front hugs, kisses everywhere in every place, even if Sanemi wasn’t into public PDA he couldn’t say no to his s/o.

They couldn’t walk without his cute s/o hugging his arm.

And he couldn’t go to a mission without them giving him a kiss on his lips and then a tight hug, Sanemi learned how to be affective with (y/n) too, he liked to carry them and sleep together, they bring him peace to his life.

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the-mu-in-muichirou · 4 years

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Recovery

@rareship-kny-2020

Day 1- Looking After

Pairing- SaneKana

Word Count: 1,495

(ha, let’s hope I can finish this week. Probably will do different pairings each day.)

“What do you mean I can’t slay demons?” Sanemi growled, struggling to remove the retrains that kept him tied to the bed.

“You’re in bad shape Shinazugawa-San! We wouldn’t want you to get more injured. It’s for your own good!” Kochou cheerily explained that as if it would help his situation.

“Fucking untie me! I don’t have time for this ‘recovery’ shit! I’ll be fine!” Sanemi tried to explain to the flowery sunshine in front of him. She just smiled at him giving him no response.

He didn’t have time for this shit! He could be using this time for something more useful but no matter how much he struggled he couldn’t move. Sanemi sighed, he wasn’t getting out of this anytime soon. Maybe if he was complacent she would remove the rope, that would be his chance at escape.

“Alright, I’ll stay here and ‘recover’. Just remove the stupid rope. It feels suffocating.” Sanemi said, watching Kochou. She didn’t move for a while, her face staying the same until she gave a nod.

“Alright! We wouldn’t want you to worsen your wounds! Oyakata-Sama did give the order to have you rest. You wouldn’t want to go against him. Right, Shinazugawa-San?” Kochou spoke while undoing the restraints. Well, at least he could move now. That didn’t help the fact that now he was bound by an order Oyakata-Sama gave.

He didn’t have to listen, but it would be disrespectful if he didn’t. Sanemi didn’t want to do that, it would make him feel worse if he did that. Sanemi could do this, he could heal up by himself and get back to hunting demons in no time.

Groaning he rolled over, at least this couldn’t get worse. He could have some peace, for now.

“Oh and Shinazugawa-San? I’ll be the one looking after you. Shinobu is a bit busy training.” Kochou smiled at him and he regrets his previous statement.

It just got worse.

~~~~~

He wants to shoot whatever god he offended. Sanemi has been stuck listening to Kochou talk nonsense for the past hour.

You would expect a pillar to be doing some more convenient shit but no. Here she is babbling about an orphan? What the hell?

He frankly doesn’t care but won’t voice his opinion anymore. Last time he did Kochou’s face turned all sad and it did things to him watching her face fall. He quickly amended it by saying he was joking, he doesn’t think that’ll work a second time.

Sanemi did not want to be the cause for invoking Kochou’s little sister’s wrath. The little shit was way too overprotective over her older sister. Not that he had any right to say that, considering he’s the same with Genya.

“Shinazugawa-San!” Kochou yelled in his ear, giggling as he flinched from the sudden noise.

“You’ll have to drink this.” She handed over a cup filled with a dark green liquid. His nose scrunched in disgust, he didn’t like medicine. Taking the cup he sniffed it and glared at it.

“It’s not poison.”

“It might as well be with the way this shit smells.” Sanemi bit out holding the cup at a distance. He didn’t want to drink it. He preferred to stay injured.

“Shinazugawa-San, stop being difficult and drink it.” Kochou huffed, was she frustrated?

“If I drink it will you leave me alone ?”

“Yes.”

Staring at the evil liquid in front of him he frowned. Well, if it’s poison it will put him out of his misery for good.

He brought the cup closer to his lips and downed in one go, the feeling of the cool liquid soothing his throat. He gave her the cup and laid down the aftertaste of it on his tongue.

Disgusting.

“Good job!” Kochou voiced, he almost wanted to do something so he could deny it. Instead, he closed his eyes and dozed off to sleep.

~~~~~

By the third day, it was routine to have Kochou come in and talk to him and then leave after he ate or drank something.

It seems she hasn’t gotten any new missions recently and he found that strange.

When he asked her if she was busy she would reply with something along the lines of ‘Shinazugawa-San, are you worried about me? I’ll make sure to stay right by your side then !’, and offer no other explanation.

It bothered him that she wouldn’t give him a straight reply. She talked about everything and anything except what he wanted to know. It bugged him for some reason. It had also recently started bugging him how she would disappear for a long time now.

He frowned thinking that he might’ve just been tired from everything.

He didn’t mind her company as much anymore. Kochou genuinely seemed to care about him, well she cared about everyone but this felt different somehow. Her talking would put him to sleep sometimes, it was soothing. Sanemi would never admit but it was nice to have someone around him.

He looked at the door, she should be arriving soon.

On cue, the door opened and a Kochou walked in, just not the one he was expecting. He pushed the disappointment far away as he stared at the younger one. This one had a frown set on her face and glared at everything as it bothered her very being.

“Where’s Kochou?”

“None of your business,” the younger brat said in disdain.

Alright, Kochou would just have to forgive him if something happened to her younger sister for having that mouth on her.

“Nee-San said to drink this and eat that after.” The younger Kochou said placing food and that horrible drink beside him before turning to leave.

“Brat, I asked where she is!” Sanemi grunted, watching as Kochou’s sister stopped and turned to look at him.

“Ask Nee-San when she comes back if you care so much.” She replied leaving before he could say anything.

Is this how Genya acts? He hopes not, it would probably piss a ton of people off.

Turning to the food and drink in front of him he sighed. Sanemi still swears that green medicine shit is poison.

~~~~~

Sanemi had finally recovered according to the Kochou brat and he could leave whenever he wanted. He was thankful for that, if he had to spend any more time around with the younger Kochou he would have to apologize to the older Kochou for not having a sister anymore.

Sanemi frowned thinking about the older Kochou for a bit. She hadn’t returned for the rest of his recovery and it bothered him.

Every time he asked the younger one she would ignore him or tell him to ask her older sister as if she were around.

Sighing, he gathered his belongings and got ready to leave before he encountered the younger Kochou again.

Kochou was a pillar so no matter what happened she would be fine. He had to believe that or else Sanemi’s chest would get this weird weight settling into it.

Kochou seemed to be happy around him and next thing he knew he got a little angry insect buzzing at him in annoyance.

Next time he saw her, he would ask what happened. For now, he had to go and be the wind pillar he was.

Finishing up he walked towards the exit to finally leave. Sanemi couldn’t wait to go out and relive all the tension that had been gathering in his stay.

Opening the door he saw two Kakushi carrying someone. He wouldn’t have cared if they weren’t carrying the person that had been on his mind for a while.

Staring at Kochou his heart clenched and his lungs lurched for air. She was badly injured, blood streamed down her delicate face dripping down onto her uniform.

Whatever fucker did this would pay if she hasn’t taken care of them already.

Moving towards the Kakushi he took her from their grasp.

“Shinazugawa-Sama?” They questioned, looking hesitant to ask anymore.

“I’ll take her.” Was all Sanemi said as he carried her away to the infirmary ward where he just escaped.

Sanemi has known Kochou was small but holding her confirmed it. He doesn’t think he’ll be letting go anytime soon. He’ll even battle the butterfly brat for it.

He laid Kochou down on the nearest bed when he finally reached the infirmary ward. Sanemi looked her over, frowning. He’ll have to go fetch Kochou’s sister. Sanemi just hopes they won’t argue... again.

He turned to leave when a hand grabbed onto his own. Sanemi looked down to face Kochou awake.

“Shinazugawa-San? It seems like I’ll be in your care now, huh.” Kochou smiled tiredly.

Sanemi sighed, “I’ll look after you, you’ll be better than fucking ever.”

Kochou giggled, closing her eyes once more. “I’ll leave it to you then. Sanemi-San.”

Sanemi froze hearing his name coming from Koch-Kanae’s mouth. It didn’t sound bad.

“Guess I’ll be seeing you recover this time, Kanae,” Sanemi replied watching Kanae fall asleep.

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angrykarin666 · 4 years

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GenZen Week Oneshot!

Day 7 - Free day/AU

Pokemon trainer AU

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Zenitsu was more or less used to Tanjirou dragging them into more trouble than he personally bargained for on their journey as Pokemon trainers since meeting the fire and water type trainer. At the beginning the blonde was just happy to finally have a friend, rival, and travel partner all in one boy with red tinted eyes and hair… Now, after months of living with said boy’s nature as a trouble magnet the electric and sound based trainer was more resigned to his fate.

And hey, at least with Tanjirou he had company? In the boy, his pokemon, and his ever expanding list of rivals turned friends that they would routinely bump into along the road.

Like Genya.

Genya Shinazugawa was a tall and intense punk girl, with a scar on her face and her black hair cut into a wild mullet-hawk. Her pokemon were primarily dark types and those that could use projectile attacks, to match her own skills as a sharpshooter and aggressive appearance. The fact that came as the most surprising to Zenitsu was that Genya was the younger sister and (if she succeeds at her dream) successor of sorts to their region’s Wind Gym Leader, Sanemi.

The pair’s scary first impression and ferocity in battle certainly proved their relation to any who heard of it. Far better than Zenitsu did with his older brother Kaigaku, who’d taken over their Grandfather’s Thunder Gym recently. Most laughed when they compared the blonde to his brother.

Zenitsu didn’t really blame them, he knew he and his team were far from threatening to look at.

Jangmo-o and Noibat would be intimidating once they evolved, being dragon types and all, but… Well. That probably wasn’t happening anytime soon with how skittish and non-confrontational the blonde teen was. It really didn’t help that both lines evolved later than most pokemon too.

Emolga, Whismur, and Yamper were more cute and cuddly than anything. And while the Galvantula it came from and the circumstances that led to him owning a Joltik was and will forever be one of the craziest and most horrifying experiences of the thunder trainer’s life, Joltik himself was a tiny and affectionate little ball of fluff.

Genya meanwhile had her Drizzile or Morgrim out with her more often than not, who were strong and cool looking. She also used a Poochyena, Galarian Zigzagoon, Cacturne, and - to round things out nicely - a Deino. How she lost a battle against Tanjirou with that beast of a team the blonde will never know.

Just like he was baffled by her joining them on their journey, empathizing with him over the redhead’s trouble drawing tendencies and odd bouts of confusion at strange things, and eventually asking him out on a date.

How he’d caught a girl like her’s attention is beyond Zenitsu, but he’ll accept fortune when it comes to him - rare though that is. Genya is that rare blend of scary and adorable - like her team’s pokemon really - that he just can’t resist but was too shy to ask out himself. Having her ask him out was a blessing that he was all to glad to receive.

Even if he has no clue why she likes him so much in the first place.

A month into their dating, after meeting up with Tanjirou’s rival/boyfriend Inosuke and being asked about their relationship, Zenitsu gets an answer to this question from Genya herself. (Though it’s spoken to and for the wild Emboar of a trainer.) “Why wouldn’t I like Zenitsu? He’s thoughtful and cute, adorable really. Like his pokemon.”

The comparison makes him blush.

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Zenitsu is an electric/sound based trainer and Genya is a dark/sharp-shooter based trainer. Genya is also a girl in this one because why not?

I actually really like this AU so I might flesh it out more later.

#genzenweek2020 #genya shinazugawa #genya #zenitsu #zenitsu agatsuma #female genya #genzen #pokemon trainer AU #free day #AU #dark type #electric type

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hino-kami-imagine · 4 years

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Part 1: (my request got super long somehow) Hello~ May I request a soft Sanemi x childhood friend reader? She used to be sickly when they were younger but now that they’ve grown up, she’s gotten stronger and also fights demons, but he hasn’t lost the habit of coddling her and looking out for her? A super cute couple, she calms him down and he proteccs her. Maybe he’s pacing around, anxiously waiting for her to come back from her first solo mission?

Part 2: Perhaps even a before and after? Like a scene from when they were young and he’s taking care of her and then timeskip to him worrying? Or maybe just headcannons of this progression? I have too many ideas 😰 Thank you! （＾◇＾）

Hey! I loved this request so I did it right away! Sanemi deserves more love, he is my baby! 💞

It was usual to see little Sanemi taking care of little Y/N. The two of them met when Sanemi went to buy something for his siblings and mother to help her, it just happens that Y/N was out of her house with pretty bad health. She has been weak since little and her parents didn't take good care of her viewing her as a disappointment.

The boy took careful steps towards Y/N, not wanting to scared her or something.

The girl felt a presence in front of her, looking up at who it was, she meets Sanemi's eyes who were looking down at her. They stayed looking at each other for a while. The one who cut the silence was the white-haired boy.

"What's your name? You don't look so well..."

The girl notice that his tone was different at what his face showed. It was gentle and she could feel a hint of worry in his voice even for a person that he didn't know.

"Y/N..." she was interrupted by a coughing fit that didn't let her talk anymore.

Sanemi just looked at her, he felt guilty. He has a family that takes care of him when sick. Even if it isn't perfect. His siblings and mother love him. Looking at this girl he felt like he needs to help her. It was like one of his little siblings was sick and imagining that scenario made him felt terrible.

So Sanemi helps her. He gives her something to eat and something to drink and hydrate herself.

Y/N just looked at him, and then at the things he gave her. She never received help from anyone. People looked at her and kept walking. So with tears in her eyes, she thanked him.

"It's nothing... See you around."

And he kept his word. He made a routine to always walk in the direction where she was, every day giving her something to eat and something to drink. He didn't have medicine to give her and even if it wasn't his fault, he always apologized to her. Y/N just smiled at him whenever he apologized about it, telling him that what he gave her was enough.

This went for months. Y/N started to feel better and told Sanemi. He was happy for her but inside he felt scared 'what if something bad happens to her?' 'what if she gets sick again?' so he stayed by her side. He became more protective of her, like a bodyguard.

Until the unthinkable happens. Sanemi's mom turned into a demon and he had to kill her. His sibling where dead. He was left alone with only Genya who he protected. But Genya left him too, mad that he killed his mother. So he was left alone.

Y/N found him alone and stayed by Sanemi's side.

They became demon slayers together side by side. Sanemi always went in missions with her, being extremely protective of Y/N. Even more than when they were kids. Y/N didn't get sick that often now, becoming stronger and taking a place as a pillar beside Sanemi.

Today, all the pillars were in a meeting with Oyakata-sama. Sanemi was beside Y/N. Now that the two were a couple Sanemi thought that Oyakata-sama would send them in more missions together but his idea was smashed in this meeting.

In the end, the leader of the Corps told Y/N to stay behind.

"Yes Oyakata-sama?" Y/N bowed to him in respect.

"You can lift your head Y/N." he gives her a reassuring smile. "I need you to go on a mission alone. I know that this is too sudden but I know that you have the ability to do it. And I think that if you go with someone else, they're going to slow you down."

The girl stayed silent for a while. "I'll do it. Count on m-"

The two were interrupted by the door opening. There it was Sanemi with a worried look in his face.

"I'm sorry for entering so suddenly Oyakata-sama but I would like to go with Y/N in this mission." Sanemi bowed but stood up right away looking at his leader.

Y/N had a surprising look in her face. She didn't know that Sanemi could be this overprotective. She knew that he was protective of her but to this level? Even so, she smiled. Remembering a little their childhood together and all the things that they have done together.

"I'm sorry Sanemi but as I said to Y/N, it's better if she goes alone."

After making Sanemi understand that he couldn't go, the couple left and went to their state. Y/N lived in the same state as him even if she had a different element.

"You sure that you don't want me to go with you?"

She could feel his worry in his voice, she smiled at that. Giving his hand a squeeze of reassurance.

"I'll be fine Sanemi. Don't worry too much."

"How can I not worry brat. We always go together. And now you have to go alone to kill so fucking demon? Bullshit." huffing out his answer.

"Hey. I'll be back in a blink of an eye! Or are you scared of sleeping alone?"

"Hah?! No! I can sleep alone, what the hell!? I'm worry about you!"

Y/N laughed while Sanemi kept screaming beside her. She was used to his attitude. The pillars always asked her how she can keep up with him but she just smiled at them.

The next day, Sanemi woke up alone. Y/N had already left for the mission. She left him breakfast and a note that said that the mission would last no more than four days.

Even with that information, Sanemi was still worried about her. He did his routine of everyday like always but the thought of something happening to her was always present in his mind.

And it was like this for three days. After three days Y/N came back home. Sanemi was just chilling, like never, in their shared room when suddenly he heard the door open and someone letting out a lot of courses.

Making his way to the front door, Sanemi saw his girlfriend, she was smiling at him but his attention was in all the wounds in her body.

"Dumbass! You're full of wounds!" taking fast steps towards her, he was able to catch her when she started falling. Taking her in his arms, he took her to their room and started to help her with her wounds and injuries.

While he did it, she told him about her mission. He was proud of her. He remembered how Y/N was when they first met and looking at her now, he was amazed at the wonderful woman beside him. Would he tell her that he thinks that she is stronger than him? Hell no.

#demon slayer imagines #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba imagines #kny headcanons #kny x reader #kny imagines #kny sanemi #kny scenarios #kny spoilers #kimetsu no yaiba sanemi #demon slayer sanemi #sanemi x reader #demon slayer shinazugawa #shinazugawa sanemi #Shinazugawa Sanemi x reader

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dudeandduchess · 4 years

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Love Her [Shinazugawa Sanemi x F!Reader] Chapter 1

Rating: Slight NSFW Characters: Shinazugawa Sanemi x Former Pillar F!Reader Chapters: 3/5 Summary: Opposites really do attract, but that sentiment ran deeper than weird quirks and personality clashes for Sanemi and his lover. This is a collection of short stories depicting Sanemi’s life with the woman with whom his life began and ended. Word Count: 1,946 Tags: Smut, Making Out, Awkward Sexual Situations, Genya is a Cockblock, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Soft Sanemi (More tags to be added soon.)

***Slight NSFW***

Warning: This chapter has a short, mildly graphic description of a wound that was inflicted on the Reader.

“What do you think you’re doing here with that thing, (Y/n)?” Judging by his tone alone, Shinazugawa Sanemi sounded furious. Yet his lover knew better.

She returned his harsh words with a smile, as well as two pats against his chest when she passed him by. The fluffy dog at her heels followed her into the house, needing no commands as he made a beeline towards the kitchen; with the little bell around his neck tinkling with every step he made.

“I’ve missed you, Sanemi,” (Y/n) admitted with the sweetest of smiles, as she turned to look at her lover— who still stood by the front door. “I hope you missed me, too.”

“Shut up,” The Wind Hashira snapped; though there was no real heat in his voice. He then slammed the shoji shut, before marching over to (Y/n) and cupping her face in his hands.

Instead of getting scared, the shorter woman merely batted her eyelashes at him. It was a move so alluring that he couldn’t resist the temptation to mess her up.

So he did.

In one fell swoop, he had leaned down to roughly slant his lips against hers. Even going as far as to nip at her bottom lip, when she wouldn’t open her mouth.

His kiss was hot and demanding, and he absolutely loved the fact that (Y/n) gave as good as she got. She didn’t shy away from his heavy approach, instead she returned his kisses with the same enthusiasm that she received.

Her hands made their way to his chest, where her fingers traced the raised skin of his scars. And the action didn’t fail to elicit her desired result: a throaty moan from her gruff lover.

(Y/n) then slipped her tongue inside her lover’s mouth; playing with Sanemi’s before urging him to finally explore her mouth.

“(Y/n)-nee-chan, can I give Taro some oha- sorry!”

The couple pulled away from each other at the panicked shout from Genya, Sanemi’s younger brother. Their faces were flushed, and their lips were kiss-swollen, which had both of them averting their gazes from the young man.

Taro’s telltale bell rang in the air, while his feet padded lightly across the wooden floor, as he made his way back to where his mistress was. (Y/n) then looked up at her companion, then sighed heavily when she saw the remnants of ohagi around his muzzle.

“I think it’s too late to ask now, Genya-kun,” The sole female in the room answered with a light laugh. She then cast a glance over at her lover, only to see him barely restraining his anger towards her dog. “Sorry, Sanemi. I’ll make more ohagi for you, okay?”

“This wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t bring that damn dog,” The Wind Hashira snapped irately, all while glaring at the white fluff ball that was Taro. Out of all the people who knew (Y/n)’s dog, he was the only one who managed to get mad at the adorable creature.

(Y/n)’s lips pulled up at the corners in a gentle smile and, instead of getting mad at Sanemi, she nodded in acquiescence. He was right, after all. And it wasn’t that he hated her dog; Sanemi’s initial reactions to everything were always anger and irritation, and the (h/c) haired woman understood that. “I’m sorry, Sanemi. He won’t do it again.”

“Damn right he won’t, because he’s not allowed in the kitchen. Forever, (Y/n).” As if understanding Sanemi’s words, Taro let out a quiet whine that made all three pairs of eyes snap towards him.

“Sorry, Taro, ‘Nemi said-” Before (Y/n) could finish, her lover cut through her one-sided conversation with her dog.

“Fine. As long as he doesn’t fucking eat what isn’t given to him,” The Wind Hashira snapped irately, as he crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his gaze at the white fluff ball by his feet.

He didn’t dislike (Y/n)’s dog; in fact, he was grateful to it, because it was the one who had saved her life a year ago. Taro was the one who had called him to save (Y/n).

He’d thought that he was going to lose her, after that lower moon demon had managed to attack her from behind. The bastard had already plunged its hand into (Y/n)’s chest, before he managed to get there and cut its head off.

It had taken a long time for her to heal from the extent of the damage on her lungs but, thankfully, she recovered nicely. Although, she was forbidden to use any of her breathing techniques after that; because putting pressure on her damaged lungs could injure her gravely.

And so, with the loss of her breathing techniques also entailed her resignation from being a Hashira. No matter how much she wanted to keep serving Oyakata-sama, she couldn’t do it anymore.

And so, she had to make a compromise to become a trainer for the Demon Slaying Corps. She was tasked with training the existing Slayers, as well as screening new applicants.

While it wasn’t a very physically taxing job, it was a challenging one; as she couldn’t demonstrate how to properly utilize the Breath of Lightning. As it was, she was trying to branch out a much easier form of breath— one that wouldn’t put too much strain on her lungs. But she hasn’t been fortunate enough to discover anything to help her resume active duty.

“No more snacking, Taro. You heard ‘Nemi,” (Y/n) chided her dog with a warm smile on her face. And, in response, Taro yipped, before excitedly turning in a circle— as if to agree with his mistress’ words.

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“We should go to the hot springs soon. You need to relax once in a while.” (Y/n)’s soft words cut through the comfortable silence that wrapped around her and Sanemi. Her right hand kept raking through his hair, while her left one laid flat against his chest— feeling his steady heartbeat thrumming beneath her fingers.

Sanemi, from where his head laid on his lover’s lap, opened his eyes to look up at the only woman who made his heart race. And, judging by the slight smile that lit up her features, she had felt how his heartbeat had sped up.

He couldn’t help it; it was an instantaneous reaction to her.

He would never admit it to her, but she was his entire world; everything began and ended with her. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

After spending the majority of his life being strong for his family, most especially Genya, it was a breath of fresh air when he had met (Y/n). With her, he didn’t have to keep up the tough and infallible façade. He could be vulnerable with her and, most notably, he could rely on her to be his constant source of support.

She allowed him to vent his frustrations, and rely on her; not because she felt sorry for him, nor thought that he was a charity case, but because she loved him tremendously.

(Y/n) always heard him out and allowed him to come to conclusions himself. She never forced him to believe in something, instead she would patiently explain things to him and wait for him to figure things out on his own; that gave him the freedom to think for himself, while also taking her points into consideration.

She didn’t coddle him, nor did she hover over his shoulder like an overbearing lover. The short woman trusted that Sanemi would always try his best to come back to her. And he loved that about her.

Sanemi loved many things about (Y/n); so many that it would probably take him a day and a half to enumerate all of them.

(Y/n) was the balm to his soul that he had wanted and needed for a long time.

He just regretted not acting on his feelings sooner. Had he done so, they would have been officially together for five years already, instead of two. But, as she always told him, time was nothing but a social construct; it was something that humans invented to constrain themselves to a routine, or a deadline.

Yes, she was a free-spirited thinker; which was the exact opposite of Sanemi.

For all of her good qualities though, the one thing that got on his nerves was her tendency to defy him at almost every turn. She didn’t stand for anyone’s bullshit, most of all his bullshit.

Sanemi had thought that, what with her being the prestigious daughter of a kyūdojo owner, she would have been meek and acquiescent. Her kind nature had also led him to believe that she needed constant protection, even from himself, but he was wrong with that assumption.

(Y/n) could shoot people down with her mere words. She was never unkind or unjust, but she did have a barbed tongue.

Even Iguro— the Snake Hashira— didn’t dare cross her, because he knew that she could ruin his meticulously built self-esteem in one fell swoop.

She was that tenacious.

And while it was funny to see Iguro skirt around (Y/n) so carefully, (Y/n)’s interactions with Shinobu made for frightening meetings; especially when the two of them didn’t agree on things. It was like watching two smiling pandas taking turns at hitting each other with bamboo.

The vision of (Y/n) as a panda made Sanemi crack a tiny grin, which made the (h/c) haired woman tilt her head in curiosity. “What’s so funny, Sanemi?”

Slowly, the silver-haired Hashira lifted his left hand up and grasped her face in his hands. His fingers gently pressed against her soft cheeks, before proceeding to squish her soft skin twice. “You. As a panda.”

“Am I a cute panda?”

The teasing remark burning on the tip of Sanemi’s tongue died instantly. And, while he silently cursed himself for being so soft around her, the words spilled from his lips, “The cutest.”

(Y/n)’s answering smile was so warm and pure that it made the normally-abrasive man feel all warm inside. Seeing her smile was akin to having the sun’s rays shining down on him; it was warm and wholesome; most of all, he knew that it was good for him.

“Thank you, ‘Nemi,” The smiling woman answered, then continued, “Well, you seem like you would make a very cute tanuki. An angry one, though.”

Sanemi’s eyes widened, before they narrowed into an unamused glare. His eyebrows were furrowed in mild disbelief and, in retaliation, he growled out, “I’ll show you who’s an angry tanuki.”

And that was when he abruptly leaned up to press an angry kiss against (Y/n)’s lips.

Instantaneously, the hand that was still in his hair tightened, while the hand on his chest drifted down to rest against his evident set of sculpted abdominal muscles.

Their kiss progressed to the point where Sanemi had started sucking on (Y/n)’s tongue to tease her, while (Y/n) allowed her left hand to drift lower; low enough to cup her lover’s dick through his pants.

Slowly, the (h/c) haired woman massaged Sanemi’s rapidly hardening erection through the fabric of his trousers, which elicited a throaty groan from his lips. And she was just about to unzip his fly, when the quiet whine from one corner of the room made the couple jump.

Reluctantly, Sanemi pulled away from (Y/n), before sendind a scathing glare towards Taro— who sat upright with a pleading expression on his face. “That damn dog.”

NOTE: Hello, everyone! I'm finally done with this. I'm sorry if it took a while. I was trying to incorporate everyone's suggestions, and this is the best that I could manage for the time being. It was supposed to be heavily smutty for the first chapter, but I decided to make it fluffy and humorous instead. Bc I needed a little more humor in my life. Ahaha.

I hope you guys liked this chapter! Please, if you have any suggestions or requests, feel free to message me. <3

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ketsuyuki-hibana-typed · 5 years

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Hello!!! May i request Genya x reader (Modern DomesticAU) , please????I need fluff for him after reading the scans (இдஇ; )

I NEED THIS TOO, GENYAAA BBY COME BAAAAACK (༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ)

Shinazugawa Genya x Reader (Modern DomesticAU)

Genya and you were in the same university, but he is a third year while you're second year.

He will gently wake you up by shaking your body. If you still not wake up, he pulled your body up slowly and made you sit.

"Wake up." He kissed your droll-covered cheek.

"Mm, morning." You hugged his neck, and put your head on his shoulder, grinned stupidly

"Morning." He smiled and kissed your top head.

Both of you went to bathroom together. Sometimes, you mistook his toothbrush as yours so he usually guided your hand to the right brush and put the toothpaste on top of it too.

"Sleepy..." You use his big arms as your pole, making him as your stand support.

"Me too, but we should hurry today." He wiped the rest of white bubble on your mouth

"Genya, your bedhead." You touched his hair. "Can I comb it?"

"We don't have-"

"Genyaaaa." You pulled and pushed his body.

"Ok, just this once."

"What do you mean just this once. I'm the one who made your hair everyday." You happily tidied up his mohawk hair while he sit down.

Genya helped almost everything with the breakfast.

"2 bacons, and scrambled egg." You murmured while putting them on the plate. "Should I cook for lunch too?"

"We can't make it on time." Genya drank his coffee.

"Oh, how about new ramen booth near uni? We could have lunch together there."

"Sure."

He made sure to look at today's forecast and brings umbrella even though it's sunny day before went out

Always prepared

The train to your uni always cramped at this hour so it's kind of impossible to have a seat.

Genya always drived you to the corner, and made you faced his inner big body, making sure you didn't fall if the train make a sudden movement. Or to prevent any inconvenience that could occurred.

Since you can't reach the ceilling-mounted handles, you hold his hanging arms like a koala

He had to endure this kind of cuteness everyday.

At university, both of you went to the separated class, promised each other to meet at lunch.

Your friends often asked how could you end up together.

"Please don't be mad, but your boyfriend's face is so scary, and those scars too. He looked like Yakuza. Are you sure he didn't-"

"Nope, he's not. He's a baby."

"What-"

You flung and slammed your textbooks onto your table.

"HE'S A BIG BABY." You let out dark aura emitting from your body and smiled to your friends

Your friends shivered and they swore they will never ask this again

Meanwhile, Genya's friends asked him about how he could get such a pretty girlfriend

"Well, I've been with her ever since middle school." Genya sat down. "So, it's not something new."

"But man, really, your girlfriend is such a feast." His friend suddenly popped out.

"... What do you mean."

"I mean bro, you got that delicious body! And the chest too, especially the thighs part. Damn, you're lucky bas-"

Genya suddenly stood up and pulled his collar shirt. His irk mark appeared.

"Once again disrespect her like that, I'll fucking rip your throat."

He shivered from head to toe. "So- Sorry."

This kind of shitty 'judge from the appearance' is always happening

Like, people often misunderstood him as your stalker or raper, because he always walked behind you and looked menacing towards you.

Sometimes, it made you pissed and it's often for you to yell, "LOOK CLOSELY! LOOK AT THIS BABY! DID HE LOOK LIKE HES A BAD GUY?! FUCKING CLEAN YOUR-"

"Okay, okay, stop, calm down." He pulled you out from that place while you continuingly threw profanity. He's the one who apologized to those people.

It drained both of your energy but luckily, supporting each other made you two stronger.

You usually had lunch with him.

Actually, both of you didn't really have time to meet each other on uni because of the tight schedule, so you really maximised and cherished your time with him on lunch.

"I heard these good for women." Genya picked up the bean sprouts from your bowl with his chopsticks.

You shook your head. "The idea of bean sprouts slowly caressing my throat made me want to puke."

"You really hate it huh." He patiently wiped your messy mouth.

On day off, there are no particular place you had to go on date. It's all spontaneously decided

Since it's always spontaneous, he likes to try new place or visiting some old place from your childhood

"Hey, you remember this place?" Genya showed you the map.

"Oh, I remembered. If I recalled, you confess to me here after our study tour. You suddenly doing Kabedon, shoving me flower you randomly picked up from parks and stuttered, saying that you like me."

"Right, I forgot that scene." He banged his head to nearest wall, preventing himself from dying of embarrassment

You probably went to make up section on mall and tried some lipstick, concealer, and perfume on his arms

The reason is simple, because he has long arm. There are so much space on that big arms and he never complained about it

He often used the blue cardigan you gave him on his birthday, especially when dating and eventually sad when he had to say goodbye to the cardigan because it's worn out

"I will buy you one again, so don't make that 'I wanna cry' face." You patted his head.

"But.. it's from you." He looked heartbroken when he put his favourite cardigan out from the wardrobe.

HNNGGGHHHHH STAHP

His brother, Sanemi, usually visited both of you on his day off. Nothing to do, just chillin there.

"You will be a great wife for Genya." He suddenly spouting out facts statement while sipping the juice you gave him

"E-Eh?" You slowly turned your head towards him while blushing, trying to not drop the glass on your hand

"ANIKI, WE RE NOT TALKING ABOUT IT RIGHT NOW." Genya dashed out from his room. Sanemi chuckled from both of your reaction

Since he got flustered easily, it's easy to tease him

You are always careless at home. He often finds you in ... Not so elegant state

You like to take a nap in the kotatsu, sometimes sleep while putting your head on the table, sometimes lying down with kotatsu as your blanket

Apparently, you unconsciously rolled your body out from the kotatsu

The view of you wearing tank top and short pants (which mean showing more skins) while letting your stomach half opened and almost reach your braless breast really tested him

Plus, you carelesely opened your leg wide too, with one hands up and one hand slipped inside your tank top on the breast part

Genya dropped his bag

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. Hold on Genya! Hold your inner beast! Consent! Consent !!

But in the end, this good boi always covered you with blanket and put you properly on the bed.

Genya often spooning you, catches you and fully covered you with his body. In conclusion, he is the walking teddy bear.

Genya likes to bite your nape in random occasion, but mostly when you were cooking. When you asked why, he saw big cats on NatGeo did that and he thinks... It's just his instict to mark you

He always looked at good timing to kiss you. On the sofa, after wake up or when he spooning you with his big body while watching TV.

You already knew his 'Hey, can I kiss you?' gesture. He pulled you into his embrace, and rubbed his cheek onto yours. After that, he sticked his forehead onto yours and looked straight to your eyes.

You gave the permission sign with quick peck on his nose. He smiled and started to bring you into deep kiss.

Shopping for dinner isn't really part of your routines. Sometime you bought all of the ingredients or Genya shops alone. He will just took note from what you need on the food

Or takeouts. Definitely typical for busy university student.

But, bathing together is a must. He likes the skinship, or simply admiring your beautiful figure when you slowly showering yourself.

Sometimes, inside the bathtub, you purposely playing with his fingers and guided them to your lower part

"...please don't test me."

When you really tired and lazy to applied your skincare routine after bath, he's the one who took care of it.

"Hey, don't sleep yet. What comes after the toner?"

"Hngh.... Serum."

"Got it."

He divulged his problem and insecurity to you before sleep, with lower voice right on your ears, almost whispering

He often said that he probably lost you someday and he will never ready when it comes

You always soothing him when he became emotional like this. You assured him that he doesn't have to worry about you.

"I can't live without my big teddy bear." You chuckled while caressing his back. "So, it's impossible for me to leave you."

He didn't say anything but you already knew he didn't need further answer because he seems relaxed and didn't tense his muscle anymore.

He finally sleep in peace

You kissed his forehead and moved towards his chest, hugging him.

Yeah, there is no way you could leave this precious man alone

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