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-ˋˏ ༻demons༺ ˎˊ- kny x reader

✰“hey, __, what do you think a world without demons would be like?” a Taisho era vs. Present au, (a random idea I had)

✰additional tags: kny hashira’s x reader, gn! reader, mentions of death, mentions of blood, reader or character death, (depending on the character), not proof read for mistakes, spoilers for the infinity castle arc!!

✰character order: Tomioka Giyuu, Obanai Iguro, Shinazugawa Sanemi, Tokito Muichiro, (only included the characters I had idea’s for :)

“it’s all for you, everything i do. i tell you all the time, heaven is a place on earth with you.” -Lana Del Rey

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˚ʚtomioka giyuuɞ˚ | ˚ʚbefore the battleɞ˚

❥giyuu didn’t know how to respond to such a question. A world without demons? Half of him always remained hopeful, even if it didn’t seem like it. He wanted to believe muzan’s rein would come to and end. The other half couldn’t help but believe that something bad and irreversible would happen during the planned battle with Muzan. The one all the demon slayers had been preparing for.

♥“a world without demons seems peaceful. And it’d be even better with you by my side.” Giyuu muttered, answering your question. You felt his hand squeeze yours gently as the two of you continued laying comfortably in his estate, resting on a futon together as you played with his hair using your free hand.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚduring the battleɞ˚

❥giyuu had a horrible feeling before the battle. The two of you had accidentally parted ways while making your way into the infinity castle. Tomioka found himself going against upper three alongside tanjiro. You ended up going against upper two. Before you knew it, you found yourself pushing Kanao from getting killed by upper two. You took her place. Just as she was about to get killed, you took her place. Upper three had passed away soon after. Before he knew it, his kasugai crow came, announcing your death while protecting the insect Hashira’s young tsugoku. It was her you. You chose yourself.

♥he found himself frozen in place the moment your name fell out of the crows mouth. It hurt more than the wounds covering every last inch of his body. He did it yet again. He failed to protect another person he cared so deeply for. He failed to protect the love of his life. And he knew this horrible feeling wouldn’t just stay now, in the moment. He knew it would stick with him forever.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚa new lifeɞ˚

❥giyuu didn’t fully comprehend the feeling he felt whenever he saw you. You had simply been so beautiful. It sounded corny to say he was a teacher that fell for another teacher. But it was the truth. In fact, it had been love at first sight. Something he truly never believed in. Until he met you. He himself felt a deep connection to you. As if he had met you before. He knew it all must be silly, though.

♥even before he knew much about you, even when he had first met you, giyuu had felt he’d known you all his life. You had somehow felt the exact same way. Giyuu’s love for you only grew from there. Whenever he was with you he felt truly alive. He felt he’d have to protect you with his own life if anything were to happen to you. And he gladly would. Something felt wrong about you being in any danger. A feeling his past self knew all too well.

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˚ʚiguro obanaiɞ˚ | ˚ʚbefore the battleɞ˚

❥obanai remains confused at your question. A world without demons had seemed like such a non-existent world despite him becoming a demon slayer to get rid of them. It all seemed unlikely. At least, he couldn’t see himself living in a world like that. Only if you were there with him would it then all make sense.

♥iguro soon found himself smiling under his mask at your enthusiastic face, thinking of a demon-less world yourself. The idea seemed foreign, sure, but it was worth believing. “I don’t care if demons exist or not. As long as you exist I’m fine.” Obanai finally replied after his long thought process. Your face turned a light shade of red at his words. You found yourself burying your face into the crook of his neck as he gently hugged you.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚduring the battleɞ˚

❥obanai and you fighting side by side was something the two of you had both grown used to. Neither of you at all believed it was the last time you would fight together. It was a deadly situation. But becoming a demon slayer meant sacrificing your life for others. And as a hashira, the statement held much more meaning. You didn’t want this to be the end. You wanted to leave happily with the serpent pillar in this lifetime, though that was obviously not going to happen. No matter how hard you wished.

♥obanai had a tight hold on your body. You had both been slowly slipping out of consciousness. You were both to die soon. Yet he held you with so much strength. He muttered apologies to you as tears flowed out of his eyes. Tear after tear. “my love . . . it’s not your fault. I’m glad that I can at least be in your arms one last time.” You could hear his choked sobs. You heard one last, “I love you” come from his mouth before you fell lifeless, him soon passing away as well.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚa new lifeɞ˚

❥obanai fell for you fast. And he hated it. He hated how much he loved and cared for you. Especially how protective he was with you. But you had been just the same. Obanai felt something around you he’d never felt with anyone else before. He felt as if he’s known you since forever. In reality, he first met you when he took the position as a teacher in the kimetsu high school. If anything, he wishes he met you sooner.

♥he doesn’t know why, but it’s holding you in his arms that he loves and enjoys the most. It feels phenomenal. And it’s the way you care for him he also enjoy. You never judge him for his mask, or his harsh personality. You treat him with such kindness. And some words you say to him feel so familiar, bringing an odd feeling to him. He never hates the feeling.

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˚ʚshinazugawa sanemiɞ˚ | ˚ʚbefore the battleɞ˚

❥sanemi had seen the question as foolish, even though he knew it wasn’t meant to be. The demon slayer corps was there to ensure the end of demons. But he soon noticed the unhopeful look in your eyes as the question slipped out or your mouth. “I’m sure we’ll kill Kibutsuji. Together.” Sanemi reassured you as you only gave him a nod.

♥no matter how much shinazugawa had assured you, that sinking feeling in your stomach wouldn’t leave. As a hashira, you were e tasked with helping other demon slayers train. You didn’t mind it at all until slowly, the demon slayers began bringing up the battle with Muzan more often. Every time the battle was mentioned, your stomach sank and your mood dropped. But you didn’t understand why. Sanemi told you everything was going to be okay. So you tried to remain hopeful.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚduring the battleɞ˚

❥sanemi had lost his little brother. You and Genya had been the only two people he had left. And yet Genya had died. And it broke his heart. But he made sure he would find you and let nothing bad happen to you. His Kasugai crow was nowhere to be seen so he didn’t receive any news about you. In a way, it didn’t matter. He was too late but he didn’t know that.

♥they had defeated muzan. They saved Tanjiro. And although sanemi hadn’t seen you since you both had parted ways to fight different opponents, he still searched frantically for you, expecting for you to show up. But you didn’t. Tears brimmed his eyes but he refused to accept it. Until he felt a hand on his left shoulder. He turned his head in that direction and saw Giyuu, who silently crying while shaking his head. You had fought by giyuu. But you had suffered with multiple injuries after taking the fall so many times. It resulted in blood loss.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚa new lifeɞ˚

❥sanemi, when he first met you, felt as if he had been complete. Like a missing part of him had been restored. He didn’t know what the feeling was and he didn’t know how to explain it. It was as if something that had been taken from him was given back and presented right in front of him. He had fallen for you. And he had fallen hard. It seemed unusual for such a person like himself to suffer from love at first sight. Yet it happened. But it didn’t matter. You loved him just as he loved you.

♥you had an affect on him that he didn’t at all understand. That in reality, no one understood. He had treated you so differently from anyone else and always had a look of admiration in his eyes whenever he was with you. He never raised his voice at you as he did everybody else. He loved you. And he didn’t ever want to lose you. Not again.

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˚ʚtokito muichiroɞ˚ | ˚ʚbefore the battleɞ˚

❥muichiro often said random things when laying on the soft grass with you while cloud gazing. He had asked you what you thought of when it came to a world without demons. It was on odd question that you thought of for a short while. Muichiro brought his attention off the clouds and over to you. “I’m sure it’s a world of we can see soon.” Muichiro answered himself with a smile noticing you didn’t know what to say. You smiled back at him.

♥the mist pillar soon found his hand make its way towards your own. You gladly held his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. It wasn’t worth over thinking the upcoming battle with muzan. It was better to accept the heartwarming moments happening now. But sooner or later, you’d both have to accept those moments are soon coming to an end.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚduring the battleɞ˚

❥muichiro certainly didn’t expect to encounter upper moon one. Yet there he was, fighting by your side, just the two of you. It seemed hopeless. You were both covered with fatal injuries. Even when Genya had came to help, nothing seemed to work. Before you knew it, the stone pillar and the wind pillar came as well. But it was too late. Both you and Muichiro were sitting together on the floor as he hugged you tightly, knowing you would die before him. He didn’t want this to happen. He was fine with dying. But he didn’t want you to die.

♥you had begun crying while in his arms as the other three continued fighting. Muichiro repeatedly muttered about how much he loved you, his hold on you getting tighter by the second. “I’ll adore you and cherish you forever, y/n. Just as I did in this life. No matter what I’ll always love you.” Before you knew it, the two of you had slipped into an unconscious state. Gyomei soon walked over, placing his bloody green haori over your two bodies, tears leaving his eyes as he wished you both to rest peacefully.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. ˚ʚa new lifeɞ˚

❥muichiro at first didn’t know much about you. At least he didn’t think he did. Yet when he spoke to you for the first time in one of his classes, he was convinced he knew you since the beginning of time. Your voice soothed him and everything about you was so mesmerizing. He didn’t often cling to others. But then he met you and found himself by your side all the time, no matter what.

♥with only a few days of knowing you, he fell for you. Surprisingly even his brother found himself growing fond of your company. He enjoyed how happy you made Muichiro. Muichiro being with you was a drastic change. Like a lost puppy following you every single place you go, and not at all wanting you to be away from you. He kept his promise. He’ll love you in every life he lives.

a/n: kinda felt like a writing some angst mixed with fluff. I don’t really do well with angst so I hope this was good. Anyways, some taisho secrets! ⇩

Taisho Secret with Giyuu: shinobu soon caught onto your relationship with giyuu and she began teasing him, saying that with how protective he is of you, she’s sure you were lovers in your past life.

Taisho Secret with Obanai: you and him got married when you still teaching in the high school. Once the students found out, they called you two the parents of the school.

Taisho Secret with Sanemi: after yours and his brothers death, sanemi suffered from depression and every night found himself thinking of you two. He hung pictures of you all over his estate as a way of grieving.

Taisho Secret with Muichiro: your body, along with Muichiro’s, was never found. But despite being lost in the infinity castle, your body remained together.

Hi ^^

I saw your most recent post, so I’m here to make a request! I couldn’t find a request info page so I hope that this is general enough. Could you do the hashiras comforting a s/o who often doesn’t sleep well and/or suffers from a lot of nightmares? My sleep schedule is utterly wrecked rn :,)

Also remember to drink water <3

HIYA! I ABSOLUTELY ADORED THIS ASK BUT I HAVENT WATCHED THAT FAR INTK DEMON SLAYER AND DIDNT REALLY REMEMBER THEIR PERSONALITIES NSKLABEJDJDNDJF

I had to do some research but i managed! :D

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Hashira x Insomniac!Reader Headcanons

Tengen

He would definately wake up in the middle of the night in your shared bed that accommodates Tengen and his other three wives

You definately all sleep together and you like to cuddle with the girls whenever you can since they're your wives too

You're sweating and shifting around in your sleep awkwardly and the guy can't help but voice a little "ah-" as he sees you kìck the sheets away

Within the next five minutes your devoted husband and wives are doting on you and getting you some water to drink while gently waking you up

Obviously he gives you a relaxing massage because it wouldn't be very flamboyant of him not to

When he notices your sleep pattern deteriorating over the next few days he starts becoming very protective of you, kind of like a glorified guard dog

He's understanding though, and lets you use some of his makeup to cover the dark circles in order to look "more flamboyant!" And you appreciate the gesture. He knows when to help you with your problem and not to reprimand you for something out of your control

He definately makes tea with the other wives to help you sleep better

When you're tired on the way back from a mission he is more than willing to give you a piggyback ride, and his firm grip on your leg is enough to assure you that you're safe and won't fall

He absolutely refuses to bother you when you actually do manage to sleep, guarding you like always and making sure that you get every ounce of sleep that you can

Sanemi

He would most definately watch in silence as one night you stay up through the entire night, confronting you about it when he gets really concerned

Sleepless nights aren't uncommon in their profession sometimes, but your bags look bad and you look like you just rolled out of the grave

His concern looks more like anger and confusion, but you manage to talk it out with him, and the second he realises that you've been having nightmare after nightmare has him reeling

How come he didn't know about this before? How come you didn't tell him? What happened?

He's definately angry with himself but you don't understand why, it's just some bad sleep

Rest assured he is cuddling you closer every night, holding you close to him and letting you trace your fingers along his scars until you fall asleep

He also doesn't mention the teas and the hot water bottle that he got for you

And apparrently he doesn't know shit about the stuffed animal that appared on the bed a day after you told him

On days where the exhaustion gets especially bad and you collapse, he takes off his jacket and wraps you in it, his eyebrows furrowing in concern while he holds you up bridal style, ready to carry you to bed now and reprimand you for being reckless later

As you're asleep and there's noone there to bare witness, he lets his head rest on your shoulder, letting your perfume run through his nose and nuzzling your neck like an affectionate cat would headbutt it's owner

Mitsuri

When she wakes up to find you with your head nestled into her breasts and your eyes open, complimanted by dark bags, she's immediately fawning and worrying about you

She's so adorable. She's got heart eyes for you and everything

She would definately pet and stroke your hair like you're some kind of cat and would pull you closer to coddle you

Any time she sees that you're up late despite being tired or in need of a break she comes up behind you and cuddles her chest to your back, pressing her arms around you and resting her chin on your shoulder

Confesses her love to you every ten seconds becaise she's obsessed with her lover, and puts you to bed on a regular basis after that

Of course she tucks you in as well

She makes the bed around you, lets you relax, and leaves to make you tea, and it makes your soul sing

She absolutely adores you, and is willing to remind you of that by letting you use her lap like a pillow and putting little braids in your hair

This happens out in the open as well, if you're in need of a quick power-nap, and on a few occasions she's shown Shinobu the cute braids she does, and lets her teach her even more styles to use on your hair

As a result of this you've acquired many a butterfly themed hair clip or band, and their serene, but somehow simultaneously mischievous smiles are one of your favourite sights to wake up to now

Kyojuro

He is absolutely infatuated with you

When you start developing strange and worrying sleeping habits he is incredibly quick to catch on and recognise the problem

The man is very transparrent about his worry for you no matter how strong you are or how well you can take care of yourself

He doesn't even mind how stubborn you are in regards to talking about it because he knows that if something was seriously wrong you would tell him without a doubt

But when he's giving you soft praise and passionate cuddles and kisses after waking you up from a particularly harsh night terror, you're all the more grateful to have him supporting you

Would definately rub your back in small circles and put effort into giving you a relaxing massage to help relieve muscle pain and tension

As you both sit in the dark it still does nothing to hide his beaming smile that he still directs to you, and you suddenly feel that much better, despite having been worried about inconveniencing or annoying him with your problems

He's there with you to support and help you out when you get flashbacks or especially triggering dreams, holding you with strong and sturdy arms and stroking your hair

And when you end up curling up in his lap in exhaustion, he only smiles and puts out the light, braiding your hair while he watches over you

Muichiro

When you admit to him that you've had trouble sleeping, he is initially very confused

He really does try his best not to zone out as you talk to him though, which is something you always appreciate from him. He shows that he's at least trying to keep up

As you speak he stares straight into your soul, though, which is always a little unnerving, but he's an absolutely amazing listener and drops everything for you once he realises something is wrong. Even if it does take about three to five working days for him to realise anything

With that being said, it does take a while for your words to actually dawn on him

I'm talking, like, the next day

Now it makes sense why you've been coming to bed late and waking up even later

When he fully processes the fact that he might be able to actually help you, he's putting less caffeine in your teas and going on more expeditions to hunt demons in order to successfully tire you out

That idea was courtesy of Shinobu, whom he'd asked for help

He usually doesn't really talk to any of the other Hashiras if he doesn't have to, but he went out of his comfort zone just for you

When you both end up asleep together he cuddles into your chest, using your breasts as pillows and curling up around you like a tired cat

Gyomei

Although he's blind, he still notices the difference in your movement and the altered way that you shift your weight around him, almost as if you feel like you're heavier

He's pretty quick to pick up on the sloppy movement and the exhaustion tugging at your limbs just from your aura, and immediately there are tears running down his face as he cries for you, praying for your wellbeing

On the plus side, his mountain-like form is the perfect resting place when you want a quick nap

His muscles are huge, but not as rock hard as you would think they are until he flexes, making them the perfect resting spot for your head

Improvised cushion

You're not sure whether he's crying because you just called him a cushion, or because he's happy that you're comfortable, but for the sake of your sanity, you assume it's the latter

He's as cuddly as a teddy bear and the second you wake up from a nightmare you immediately know that you're safe because he's got his arms wrapped around you, dwarfing you in comparison

He stays up with you sometimes if you're really strugggling to get to sleep because he doesn't want you to be alone

and when you stay awake through an entire night he pulls you aside and lets you doze off in the safety of his arms. He radiates warmth as well, and he considers it a beautiful boding moment when you sleep on him

He thinks that when you sleep on him, you're letting him be in control when you're at your most vulnerable, and he cries every time he thinks about it

He cries for you when you tell him about your nightmares as well, showing you his sympathy through his tears and resting your foreheads together

Obanai

He tries not to make you aware of how much he cares for you because it's a little embarrassing for him, but he notices immidiately when something is off about you

The first time the nightmares really affect you that badly you look a mess in the morning, your hair is greasy and knotted and your eyes are drooping shut, circled by dark bags

He listens a little more intently to you that day and hangs around a little longer, his touches lingering longer as well as he debates on whether to talk to you about it or not.

The next time it happens he is significantly worried and ends up questioning you with the same monotonous voice, yet with a tinge of worry to it

As he pries every last detail from you, he makes the decision to stay with you and help so that you don't feel so exhausted and worn to the bone anymore

It works like a charm because he's strict about your diet and your excorcise habits that aren't helping you. No more coffee or lounging around for you broke your heart

He cuddles tight when you sleep though, and even his snake curls up around you both as you feel his firm grip on you even in your sleep

He provides you with a back massage as he lays next to you when you start to drift off, and when you wake up the next day he rests his forehead against yours as if to say good morning

There is no way that any one else knows about this because he refuses to tell anyone and cusses them out with a sneer if they make any comments

He does like to sit in the trees with your back against his chest though, and he uses this opportunity to let you vent about your nightmares

He might not have a lot of advice to give you, and he seems relatively apathetic on the outside, but he lets you know he cares with his small gestures of affection and the occasional "i love you" when he feels it hasn't been said enough

Giyu

He starts to get very cuddly as soon as he notices you starting to get fidgety

Every time you let out an especially loud whimper or you start moving a little too much, he's quick to wrap his arms around your waist and hoist you up

You'll be kicking and crying and all of a sudden he's no longer spooning you, he's sitting up on the bed with you in his lap, cuddled against him

He always likes to put his hand against the back of your head and push it into his chest, letting you cry into his arms and not saying a word except for a whispered "'s okay. I love you"

He holds your hand in your sleep and tries not to wake you up, instead opting to try soothing your nightmare so that you don't end up sleep deprived

Blue eyes stay trained on your now relaxed expression as he basically pets you, that same longing stare on his face but with just a touch more love and adoration in his eyes

All this big baby wants is to hold you

And he sleeps like an absolute baby when he's with you

He's also probably started noticing that you've been having strange sleeping habits before you did yourself

He's already gone to Shinobu for advice since if anyone knew about this kind of thing it would probably be her

He doesn't like to let her know that he's following her advice to the T, but she already knows. He can't hide from her. She'll do anything to protect you two

Shinobu

Her expression barely even faulters as you admit to her that you've been experiencing sleep problems lately

She only gives you a serene, sympathetic smile, staying awefully quiet

"Oh, i see..."

In reality she's just thinking over in great detail every single thing she could possibly do to help you out

Is a hundred percent making you drinks with sleep stimulants and feeding you medicine with your food, herbal teas are served to you every day for the next week and you can't help but sweatdrop as she provides you with every kind of drug or medicine possible that could help you sleep easier

Is she stying to knock out a horse?? Damn those teas are strong-...

She lets you talk to her about your nightmares, which have already started to impact your daily life in the form of flashbacks and paranoia. She's an amazing listener

She is more than willing to sing to you and oh. my. god.

Her voice puts you right to sleep sometimes

She's often seen sitting at the butterfly estate on the decking with you next to her, your head resting on her shoulder and her head resting on top of yours

Obviously she's playing with your hair like you're some kind of dress up doll - you would have to use all ten fingers and probably some of your toes to count the amount of times you've woken up with a new hairstyle or some kind of butterfly accessory in your hair

You wouldn't have it any other way, though. Who wouldn't want to wake up feeling glam??

When you take a nap on her chest she will always tease you after

"are they soft?" "you sure looked comfortable"

May I request Giyuu and his s/o having a meal after finishing a mission together? I love the food as metaphor for love trope.

Of course you may! I actually studied up on how to narrate food as a metaphor for love with the dishes getting more complicated and sweeter to reflect the love for Giyuu and symbolise reader giving her skill and time and effort to Giyuu , and when he gets invited over the food becomes known as something only he and the ones closest to her can can have jskdknfjjd I acc worked hard on this pls I hope you like it lol

Masterlist <3

𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥

You get up earlier than Giyuu does in the morning, in your own part of the butterfly estate to make you both a meal to start off your day before your mission. You have no clue if he's awake yet, but you're supposed to meet him at the front of the estate in a half hour.

You take the time to make pancakes for the man you fell in love with, taking extra care to make them as perfectly golden-brown as possible. Food has always been your language, so as you told the pancakes and place a couple of fruits into the little pots a delighted smile settles across your face. The breakfast for today is sweet, freshly made with love from the finest ingredients of the estate. As the sky adopts an orange, dusty pink hue and the sun comes out you pack your bag and put on your haori.

Your blush almost matches the pinkish hue of the horizon as you see your blue eyed friend, though he means much more to you than just that.

With a gentle smile, well manicured hands reach out to hand an unsuspecting demon slayer a pot of well made breakfast, and your heart soars at the feeling of providing him with a home made meal. You take special delight when you see usually stoic, apathetic eyes widen with surprise and confusion as he reaches to take the food, setting your stomach ablaze with his quiet thanks.

A young love blossoms between the two of you, entwining your fates together, and every time you provide him with a carefully made meal, each one usually more complicated than the last, he can't help but fall for you and your gentle, giving nature. He likes to show you respect and his own kind of love as he eats each meal no matter how full he is.

At the end of the day, when the mission is long finished and the report has been made and turned in, you insist that Giyuu come to the butterfly estate for you to cook for him, and of course he accepts.

You roast some sweet boar meat and season it generously, peeling some potatoes to make it a more filling meal. You boil the pot and keep an eye on the meat as you speak with Giyuu about the mission, and tell him how cool he looked when he got in the last hit on the demon. Wide, bright eyes sparkle at the memory as you praise him, not noticing when his cheeks tint a little and his lips perk into a small smile.

The two of you eat delicious, perfectly cooked steak in comfortable silence before Giyuu breaks it with a quiet question.

"Do you usually cook like this for people? Where did you learn?"

His curiosity counts as a win in your books, and you gently correct him before telling him about where you learned to cook, as well as what food means to you. Growing up, you'd lived in poverty, and sometimes have to go without food, and if you were given a lunch it was the most treasured gift you could get. Every time you would go on a hunt and find food for the family it was met with a hug and a kiss from each member, and the sight of happy, joyful faces on that of your parents and your younger siblings.

Since then, the delighted feeling of providing something so important and necessary has stuck with you, and gift giving, especially with food has become a natural habit ever since you could get your hands on the ingredients.

You explain all of this, and how the members of the estate have taught you every recipe they know.

"I only cook for you, Giyuu..."

The look on his face tells you that he wasn't expecting that answer, but he appreciated it more, an expression of pleasant surprise and adoration tugging at his brow.

He really is in love with you.

Silent bonds ✿

Giyuu x female!reader

WC: 2412

Not edited, I wrote this in like 30 minutes :P originally wrote in 3rd person but I changed it half way thru and tried editing it. It moves pretty quick ngl my bad

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The dense forest was eerily silent as Giyuu moved through the underbrush, his senses alert for any sign of danger. He was on a solo mission, tracking a demon that had been terrorizing a nearby village. His katana, polished to a gleaming edge, hung at his side, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a twig snapping. He froze, every muscle tensed, as he scanned the area. Out of the shadows stepped a young woman, your eyes wide with fear but determined. You held a weapon that looked too heavy for your frame, yet you gripped it with practiced ease.

“Who are you?” Giyuu demanded, his voice low and steady.

“Y/N,” you replied, your voice firm despite your obvious fear. “I’m here to hunt the demon.”

Giyuu raised an eyebrow. “This is a dangerous mission. You should go back.”

Your eyes flashed with defiance. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m a Demon Slayer, too.”

The statement hung between the two of you, a challenge and a declaration. Giyuu studied you for a moment longer before nodding curtly. “Fine. But stay close.”

You moved through the forest in silence, their senses attuned to the slightest sound. As the hours passed, Giyuu found himself stealing glances at you. You were different from the other Demon Slayers he had worked with. There was a fire in your eyes, a determination that mirrored his own.

When the two of you finally found the demon, it was a fierce battle. You fought with a grace and ferocity that took Giyuu by surprise. You moved in perfect sync, your attacks coordinated as if you had trained together for years. When the demon finally fell, you stood side by side, panting and covered in blood, but victorious.

“Not bad,” Giyuu said, a hint of a smile playing at his lips.

You grinned, wiping the sweat from your brow. “You weren’t too bad yourself.”

As you made your way back to the village, Giyuu felt something he hadn’t felt in a long time: hope. Maybe, just maybe, he had found someone he could trust, someone who understood the burden he carried.

Weeks turned into months, and Giyuu and you found yourselves partnered on more missions. You trained together, fought together, and shared stories of your pasts during the quiet moments. Giyuu learned that you had lost your family to demons, a tragedy that had fueled your determination to become a Demon Slayer. Your pain mirrored his own, creating a bond that grew stronger with each passing day.

One evening, after a particularly grueling mission, you sat by a campfire, the flames casting flickering shadows on your faces. You looked at Giyuu, your eyes reflecting the firelight. “Why do you do it, Giyuu? Why do you keep fighting?”

Giyuu stared into the flames, his mind drifting back to the horrors he had witnessed. “Because I have to. Because if I don’t, who will?”

You nodded, understanding the unspoken words. You reached out and placed your hand on his, a simple gesture that spoke volumes. “You’re not alone, Giyuu. We’ll fight together.”

Giyuu looked at you, his heart swelling with an emotion he couldn’t quite name. For so long, he had been alone, burdened by the weight of his duty. But now, with you by his side, he felt a glimmer of something he had long thought lost: hope.

As the fire crackled and the stars twinkled overhead, Giyuu allowed himself to dream of a future where you could find peace, where you could be more than just warriors. But deep down, he knew that the road ahead would be fraught with danger and heartache.

Yet, for the first time in years, he was willing to take that risk.

The missions continued, each one more dangerous than the last. But no matter how dire the situation, Giyuu and you faced it together. Your bond grew stronger, your trust unshakable. You moved like shadows, a perfect team in the face of darkness.

But it wasn’t just your skills that brought you closer. It was the quiet moments, the stolen glances, the shared smiles. It was the way your laughter could break through Giyuu’s stoic exterior, the way your touch could calm his restless heart.

One night, as you rested in a small village after a particularly brutal battle, Giyuu found himself unable to sleep. He stepped outside, the cool night air a welcome relief. To his surprise, he found you sitting on a bench, gazing up at the stars.

“Couldn’t sleep?” you asked, your voice soft.

Giyuu shook his head, sitting down beside you. “Too many thoughts.”

You nodded, leaning your head against his shoulder. “Me too.”

You sat in comfortable silence, the night wrapping around them like a blanket. Giyuu’s heart raced, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. He had never been good with words, never knew how to express what he felt. But with you, it was different. You made him want to try.

“Y/N,” he began, his voice barely above a whisper. “I… I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

You lifted her head, her eyes searching his. “Giyuu…”

He took a deep breath, his heart pounding. “You’ve become… everything to me. I never thought I could feel this way, not after everything that’s happened. But with you, I feel like there’s hope. Like maybe, we can find happiness.”

Tears glistened in your eyes as you cupped his face in your hands. “Giyuu, I feel the same. You’ve given me strength, a reason to keep fighting. I'm in love with you.”

The words hung between you two, a promise and a plea. Giyuu’s heart soared, his fears melting away. He leaned in, your lips meeting in a gentle kiss, sealing your unspoken vows.

In that moment, beneath the stars, you found solace in each other’s arms. You knew that the road ahead would be perilous, but for the first time, you faced it together, united by a love that burned brighter than the darkest night.

As your love blossomed, so did the dangers you faced. The demons grew stronger, their attacks more vicious. Giyuu and you fought tirelessly, your bond a beacon of light in the encroaching darkness. But with each battle, the stakes grew higher, and the shadows of doubt began to creep in.

One evening, after a particularly harrowing mission, Giyuu found himself plagued by nightmares. He awoke in a cold sweat, his heart racing. You were beside him in an instant, your touch soothing his frayed nerves.

“Giyuu, what’s wrong?” you asked, voice filled with concern.

He shook his head, unable to find the words. The fear of losing you, of watching you fall in battle, gnawed at his soul. He had lost so much already; the thought of losing you was unbearable.

You took his hand, your grip firm. “Giyuu, we’ll get through this. Together. I promise.”

But the doubts lingered, festering in the back of his mind. Each mission became a test of his resolve, each close call a reminder of the fragility of their existence. He began to question his ability to protect you, to keep you safe in a world teeming with darkness.

One night, as you prepared for another mission, Giyuu’s fears reached a boiling point. “Y/N, maybe you should sit this one out,” he said, his voice strained.

You looked at him, hurt flashing in your eyes. “Why would you say that? We’re a team.”

“I just… I don’t want to lose you,” he confessed, his voice breaking.

You stepped closer, eyes fierce. “And I don’t want to lose you either, Giyuu. But we can’t live in fear. We have to fight, for each other and for those who can’t.”

Giyuu’s heart ached at your words. You were right, but the fear still lingered, a shadow that refused to be dispelled. He pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly. “Promise me you’ll be careful,” he whispered.

“I promise,” you replied, voice muffled against his chest. “And you promise me the same.”

“I promise,” he vowed, his heart heavy with the weight of his fears.

As you set out on your mission, Giyuu couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to change, that the shadows were closing in. But with you by his side, he knew he had to stay strong, to fight for the future you both dreamed of.

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The battles grew fiercer, the demons more relentless. Each mission pushed Giyuu and you to your limits, testing your strength and your bond. You fought with everything you had, driven by a shared determination to protect each other and the world you cherished.

But the constant strain began to take its toll. Giyuu’s nightmares grew more frequent, his fears more consuming. He became withdrawn, his silence a barrier that even you struggled to breach.

One night, after a particularly brutal mission, Giyuu sat alone by the fire, staring into the dancing flames. You approached him, heart heavy with worry. You had seen the toll the battles were taking on him, the way his eyes had lost their spark, the shadows that haunted his every step.

"Giyuu," you called softly, sitting beside him. "Talk to me. Please."

He looked at you, his expression pained. "I can't keep doing this, Y/N. I can't keep watching you risk your life every day. It’s tearing me apart."

You reached out, taking his hand in yours. "We're in this together, Giyuu. We always have been. You’re not alone in this."

Giyuu shook his head, pulling his hand away. "But I am. Every time we fight, I feel like I’m losing a part of myself. And I can’t bear the thought of losing you."

Your eyes filled with tears. "Giyuu, I love you. We can get through this, but not if you keep shutting me out. We have to face our fears together."

He turned away, the weight of his fears pressing down on him. "Maybe it's better if you go. Find a place where you can be safe."

Your heart broke at his words, but you refused to give up. "I’m not leaving you, Giyuu. Not now, not ever. We promised to fight together, remember?"

Giyuu stood up, his emotions a storm raging inside him. "I can't do this anymore, Y/N. I can’t keep putting you in danger. It’s killing me."

You rose to your feet, determination burning in your eyes. "Then fight for us, Giyuu. Fight for the future we want. Don’t let fear win."

He looked at you, his heart torn. "I’m sorry," he whispered, turning away.

The days passed in a blur of missions and battles, the strain between Giyuu and you growing with each passing day. Despite your love, the fear and doubt gnawed at your bond, threatening to tear you apart.

Then came the mission that would change everything. A powerful demon had surfaced, one that required the combined strength of multiple Demon Slayers. Giyuu and you were called upon, your skills and teamwork vital to the success of the mission.

As you prepared for the battle, Giyuu felt a sense of foreboding, a gnawing fear that this might be your last fight together. He watched you as you readied your gear, your determination unwavering despite the tension between them.

"Y/N," he said, his voice breaking. "If something happens, I want you to know that I love you. I always have."

You looked at him, eyes softening. "I love you too, Giyuu. We’ll get through this. Together."

The battle was fierce, the demon more powerful than any you had faced before. You fought with everything you had, your movements a symphony of skill and determination. But the demon was relentless, its attacks deadly and precise.

In the midst of the chaos, Giyuu saw the demon targeting you. His heart stopped, fear gripping him. He rushed to your side, narrowly missing protecting you.

The demon’s claws tore through your side, the pain blinding. You fell to the ground, vision blurring. Giyuu's scream echoed in your ears, his voice filled with anguish.

"NO!" he cried, rushing to your side. He fought off the demon with a fury born of desperation, his attacks relentless. When the demon finally fell, he dropped to his knees beside you, his hands trembling.

"Y/N, please," he begged, tears streaming down his face. "Stay with me."

You looked up at him, your vision fading. "I’m sorry," you whispered, your voice weak. "I couldn’t protect you."

Giyuu shook his head, his tears falling onto your face. "You did, Y/N. You always have. I love you."

As your strength slipped away, you reached out, your hand brushing against his cheek. "I love you too, Giyuu. Always."

With a final, shuddering breath, your eyes closed, hand falling limp. Giyuu’s sobs echoed through the battlefield, his heart breaking as he held her close, burying his face into your shoulder.

The rain fell softly, a gentle whisper against the earth. Giyuu stood alone at the edge of the forest, the weight of his loss pressing down on him. Your grave lay before him, a simple marker for a woman who had meant everything to him.

He knelt beside the grave, his tears mingling with the rain. "I miss you, Y/N," he whispered, his voice breaking. "Every day, I miss you."

The pain of your loss was a constant ache, a wound that would never heal. But in his heart, he carried your memory, your love. It was the only thing that gave him strength to keep going.

As he stood, the rain washing over him, Giyuu made a silent vow. He would continue to fight, to honor your memory, to carry on the legacy of the woman he loved. He would face the darkness with the same determination you had shared, knowing that your spirit was with him, always.

With a final, whispered goodbye, Giyuu turned and walked away, the rain falling like tears from the sky. He knew the road ahead would be long and filled with challenges, but he would face it with the strength and courage that you had instilled in him.

For in the shadows, in the quiet moments of solitude, he could still hear your whisper, a reminder that love and hope could never truly be lost.

And so, he carried on, a warrior in a world of darkness, his heart forever bound to the memory of the woman he loved.

"When I get older, I'll marry you."

you were only 13 at the time.

"Do you promise?" you held up your pinky, staring expectedly at the boy in front of you.

"I promise. I promise I'll make you the happiest wife in the world!" he linked his pinky with yours, rosy cheeks and a shy smile.

what your 13 year old self didn't know, was that the promise he made to you would never come true.

Giyuu sat in front of your grave, an abnormally blank expression on his face. This had become his norm for the last several years.

Your death date would come before your wedding date.

~

I'M BACK AFTER LIKE A MONTH OF BEING GONE 😭 this was supposed to be a full fic but I got lazy whoops

〈 loosen up 〉

Sanemi x Reader x Giyu

Note: I can’t stop thinking about this really specific idea.

Additional note: it’s literally been 2 months since I touched this draft & idk where past me was taking it… but the show must go on so here it is.

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In an effort to smooth things over between the two men, Tengen suggested that everyone goes out clubbing. You thought it was kind of ridiculous considering neither Sanemi nor Giyu would ever step foot in such a place. That was… until Shinobu presented it as a challenge, leaving no room for the two men to deny unless they wanted to be known as cowards.

That’s how you ended up here, in the middle of a crowded dance floor, stuck between both men.

The night had started off innocently enough, everyone was dressed accordingly and ready to forget the week’s tension. By the third round of drinks, you’d already lost Mitsuri and Obanai somewhere in the club. Tengen and his wives were off on the dance floor and Shinobu was having some sort of conversation with Kyojuro and Gyomei.

This left you alone with the two feuding men, sending glares to each other over the tops of their liquor. ”you know… it must be fucking exhausting putting this much effort into hating each other.” neither man spoke, instead they everted their gaze to anywhere that wasn’t each other. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think this was sexual tension.” You forced a sip of your drink in order not to laugh.

Both men turned to look at you again with break neck speeds, as if you had just uttered the most asinine statement they had ever heard. Honestly, you may have. “Why the fuck would you say something like that?” Sanemi’s voice was a harsh whisper, yet you were still able to hear him perfectly over the pounding music. “Because you two have so much tension it’s almost unbearable to be around the both of you. I think fucking each other would be more effective than fighting.”

You couldn’t lie, the drinks were making you feel some type of way. But of course you couldn’t let either of them know that. You had caught their attention in the worst way possible, Giyu’s mouth hung open slightly as his eyes shifted between you and Sanemi. “What makes you think i’d ever even kiss him.” You freeze, eyes locking with Sanemi before flicking over to Giyu who’s mouth now hung wide open.

“That’s fucking rude.” Giyu barked back, brows furrowing in genuine offense. Maybe you weren’t the only one feeling a certain way because of the drinks. “I’m un-kissable?” He added after Sanemi didn’t budge. You were waiting for some sort of smart ass remark to follow, instead it was a genuine question. Sanemi’s head tilted, smirking a bit as he spoke. “Well… i imagine you have no skills in that area whatsoever.”

“Are you implying he’s a virgin?” Of course, the drink returned to your lips in effort not to laugh. This time, Sanemi burst out laughing, completely missing the way Giyu’s face was turning red. “I’m not a fucking virgin.” Giyu’s words didn’t really help Sanemi’s laughing, the scar covered man nearly doubled over in his seat.

"When is the last time you fucked someone? huh, Shinazugawa? Tell me how long it's been." You couldn't lie, you'd never seen Giyu that mad. Your eyes shot over to Sanemi, watching the man stop laughing as he slowly straightened. "Last month actually." There was an air of confidence in his posture as Sanemi leaned back, reaching for his drink and bringing it to his lips.

"Last month." you echoed, trying to figure out who the person could have been. It must have been a one night stand because Shinazugawa wasn't actively pursuing anyone as far as you remembered... unless. "Don't tell me it was Kocho's sister!" You had already forgotten about why this conversation had started in the first place. Giyu on the other hand only seemed to be getting more worked up with each passing second he was ignored.

“No it wasn’t Kanae! I’d never!” He was turning red anyways. A scoff caught your attention again, head turning to see Giyu getting up from the table. “Where the hell do you think you’re going?!” You we’re starting to get up as well, not willing to let Giyu leave just as things were getting interesting. “I’m leaving.” Deadpanned, as always. “No the fuck you aren’t, we aren’t done here.” Sanemi was throwing the rest of his drink back as he stood.

Once again, both men were locked in a staring competition. "We aren’t done here? What are you? My fucking dad?” You held in a laugh, eagerly anticipating Sanemi’s response. “What the fuck does that even mean? I’m calling you a fucking pussy for running away from this conversation.” Your eyebrow raised, eyes darting between the two men as you feared the conversation would turn into a brawl rather than the threesome you were secretly hoping for.

“I’m a pussy? What are you, twelve? What kind of insult is that?” You watched a scowl quirk at the corners of Sanemi’s lips. “What is with your stupid ass questions about who I am? Figure yourself the fuck out cause you’re pissing me off.” They were getting closer, so close their chests were nearly touching. “I think the offer to fuck still stands.” You seemed to pull them from their daze. “Better yet! How about we dance, Hmm?”

“Dance?” Sanemi was looking at you as if you sprouted mushrooms from your head. “We’re in a club, we’ll get kicked out if you two start fighting so why don’t we just get… all this pent up energy out on the dance floor instead?” To your shock, Giyu was grabbing your arm and leading you away from Sanemi. That’s where you were now… your back pressed to Sanemi while your front was pressed to Giyu.

“Still angry?” You nearly purred, one hand pressed firmly to Giyu’s chest while your hips swayed with Sanemi’s. “Shush.” Giyu was struggling to maintain eye contact, even in the dark dance floor with only colorful LEDs and lasers to see his face. You couldn’t deny that you liked the feeling of Sanemi’s hands on your waist, his hips swaying with yours as he held you tightly to him. If you weren’t mistaken, you were beginning to feel something a bit…

“Are you really getting off to this, Shinazugawa?” Giyu taunted over the top of your head, smirking as he pulled you just a bit closer to him. “Sure fucking am? Why wouldn’t I?” The man behind you held no shame, even as your face began burning up he continued to gloat. “You’d probably have come by now if our roles were reversed. Y/n needs a man who can last more than thirty seconds… Tomioka.” You groaned, it seems their bickering would never end.

“Is that a fucking challenge?” Giyu’s hands were lowering to where Sanemi held your waist, eyebrow cocking upwards in defiance. “What? To see who can last longer? By all fucking means… so long as you’re okay with it?” Sanemi’s voice was in your ear now, earning a desperate shiver in response. “Oh… why not… just not here… I’d rather it be in someone’s bed.”

When you Wear their Cloths | Hashira’s

Tengen, Gyomei, Giyuu, and Rengoku

Warnings: No warnings (I think)🫧!

Uzui Tengen

• He was about to go on a mission, so he was going to get dressed. That was until he found his arm pieces missing. In a panic, he immediately runs downstairs to three occupied wives.

• He asks his three wives if they’ve seen them. Makio and Hinatsuru replied with a simple no, while Suma snitched on you. “Yea, Y/N told me she wanted to try them on. Check the guest room.”

• He practically ran to find you. As soon as he opens the door, he finds you with your arm out to the front of you, with one of his arm pieces hanging on. You looked at him nervously but still standing your ground.

• “Y/N! Why did you take my arm pieces? That’s not very flamboyant of you.” He didn’t look mad, in fact, if you looked very closely you can see blush on his cheeks. “But might i say, you look so adorable. It doesn’t fit at all!” He added, causing you to throw the pieces at him due to embarrassment.

Gyomei Himejima

• It was around 2 in the morning when Gyomei heard rustling throughout the room. He thought someone broke in and was stealing things, more specifically you.

• He stands up catching you off guard, causing a small whimper to fall out of your lips. “Bean? Are you ok?” He asked as you completely forgot your lovely boyfriend was blind. “Mhmm! I’m fine Gyo.”

• He reached out to you, feeling his haoriaround your small frame. He let out a chuckle and carried you back to bed, allowing you to use it as a blanket. “Go to sleep my little bean.”

Giyuu Tomioka

• You we’re in your room while Giyuu was showering. As boredom took over, you had the brilliant idea to wear his haori. You grab it from the side of the bed and put it on, the sleeves completely covering your hands.

• Unfortunately, you heard the bathroom door open, revealing Giyuu with a towel wrapped around his waist. You turn around nervously to look at the boy, noticing a small blush form on his face, still managing to keep a straight face.

• “Y/N, why are you wearing my haori?” He asked in his monotone voice. To scared to form words, you shrugged your shoulders. “Well, it looks cute on you. You’re so small.” He says bluntly.

• “Shut it.”

Kyojuro Rengoku

• Rengoku and you were watching a movie together. Suddenly all the popcorn ran out, so you decided to make more. As you sat up, you saw Rengoku’s haori on the dining chair. You grab it, wanting to see just how comfortable and warm it is.

• Suddenly, you heard screams. You yelped as it caught you off guard. Kyojuro looked back at you, laughing. Once he opened his eyes they immediately landed on his haori. He stands up, walking towards you with a big grin on his face.

• “My my little flame, i see you found my haori, hmm?” He asked while picking you up. “I’d say. It looks really cute on you. Adorable even.” He whispered in your ear, causing your face to light up. “Why don’t we take you to bed, you seem tired. And since my haori is so big on you, you can use it as a blanket for extra warmth!” He said with his normal enthusiastic tone of voice.