𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 | sukuna deals with the loss of his older sibling, his hero.
𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗘 | angst
𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗦 / 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 | blood, death (if i forgot anything please let me know and i’ll add it!)
𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘 | the setting for majority of this fic is going to be during the heian period since that’s when sukuna was defeated (or so i’ve read) :)
𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧 | 1.9k
𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 | 𝗝𝗝𝗞 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 | 𝗡𝗔𝗩
[ circa 853 ]
“…and if you ever show your faces here again I swear to God even your mothers won’t recognize you by the time I’m done with you!”
A loud sigh escaped your lips as you stepped back into your home. You listened as the footsteps and voices of the adolescents gradually got quieter and quieter, turning back to face the boy who sat before you with scrapes and bruises and watery-eyes. You knelt down in front of him, taking a clean white cloth and dipping it in a bowl of water that sat beside you.
“Why do you insist on picking fights with other people, Sukuna?” you asked, voice much more gentle than it had been just a few moments ago as you began to dab the cloth onto the small wounds that littered his skin. The boy stayed silent, avoiding your gaze and sniffling occasionally. “These boys were much older than you, you should have called me to come deal with it-”
“I don’t always need you to come to my rescue,” he snapped, his voice quivering although you could tell he was trying to overpower it with assertiveness. “I can fight those guys off too, you know. You don’t have to do it for me.”
“Then why don’t you?”
Sukuna went silent at your words, wincing occasionally as the cold liquid touched his raw skin. Despite the obvious tension surrounding the two of you, neither one made a move to leave once you’d finished tending to the scrapes and cuts that had been etched onto his otherwise smooth skin.
Sukuna looked down, fiddling with his hands in his lap in silence. He knew you were right, that he couldn’t hold up in a fight—especially when it was almost always against boys twice his size.
Sukuna sniffled once again, searching for the reassurance that he so desperately needed. “I-I’ve seen you protect those kids in the marketplace,” he said timidly. “The way you yell at the merchants for slapping their wrists when they steal, when you buy them food even though we don’t have much money to spend.”
Tears began to fall from his eyes onto the fabric of his pants, his hands shaking in his lap.
“Why? Why do you insist on being so kind when these people are so undeserving of it?” Sukuna’s voice was evident with confusion, along with an emotion you couldn’t quite decipher. “Why, y/n?”
His curious eyes met yours, the raw, child-like innocence that his gaze held almost too much to bear. Every time he left your home, Sukuna was always met with hatred, bitterness, evil. It was such a disgusting contrast to your kindness—purity, even. He saw that even you had your limits, though. He would always look on in awe as you took on men twice your size using nothing but your words, but would turn those same severe words into kind, reassuring ones to anyone else.
You looked at him for a moment, assessing your next words in your head; Although he was young, you never beat around the bush when you spoke to him. Perhaps it was witnessing the death of your parents that forced him to grow up far too quickly, or maybe it was seeing the dark circles under your eyes begin to deepen, hearing you muffle your cries into your pillow at night. Whatever it was, Sukuna knew he had to step up, that he couldn’t be the weak younger brother you’d had prior to the death of your parents.
“People in this world are evil, Sukuna,” you began slowly, evenly. “This world is evil. You’ll understand more when you get older, I’m sure, but just because people are horrible doesn’t mean you have to be.”
Sukuna looked puzzled at your words, opening his mouth to ask more questions. You put your hand up to tell him just wait, continuing your mini-speech.
“These people…they’re like cattle, they have a herd mentality, just because they see evil in others they think they have to be evil themselves. If everyone thinks that exact same way, do you think the situation will get any better?” Sukuna shook his head, eyes wide with focus as he took in your every word. “Exactly.”
“You can’t let these people get the better of you, Sukuna,” you continued. “If they do, you’re just going to become one of them: mindless cattle just following the herd.” You sat up a little straighter. “Now, just because I said all this doesn’t mean you can let people walk all over you. I want you to be kind, but you have to know your boundaries, and when someone crosses those boundaries you let ‘em have it—preferably without getting physically violent, but if it comes to that then it comes to that.”
You looked down at your brother’s wide, curious eyes, sighing softly as you took his hands.
“I don’t want you to let people walk all over you, Sukuna, you have to learn to stand up for yourself.”
Sukuna nodded slowly, taking in your words, pondering them. He looked down at his hands, closing his eyes tightly.
“I’m sorry, y/n,” he mumbled, his words bringing a frown to your lips.
“What are you apologizing for?” you asked, brushing his hair out of his face with your fingers.
“I worry you, don’t I? When I get into these fights, when I come home hurt, I worry you.”
You sighed, upset at seeing the pained look on Sukuna’s face.
“Of course you worry me, I’m worried about you all the time. You’re my little brother, Sukuna, it’s my job to worry about you.”
“But-”
“Sukuna.”
You flashed him a reassuring smile, the sight calming his nerves if even just a little bit.
“You don’t have to worry about me, okay?” You pulled the smaller boy into a hug, careful not to aggravate any of his raw skin. “My first priority is keeping you safe, and if you’re safe then I have absolutely nothing else to worry about.”
Sukuna nodded slowly, relaxing as he accepted your embrace.
“Okay, y/n. If you say so.”
[ circa 860 ]
Silence.
It was unusual, Sukuna coming home, calling your name, only to be returned with the deafening absence of sound. What was even more unusual, however, was the fact that the front door was in shambles, the rest of your house in chaos.
He called out once more, met once again with nothing. Sukuna felt his heart begin to race as he quickly kicked his shoes off, stepping carefully around the knocked over vases and splintered wood. His calls became more fervent, more terrified, although they came to a halt all too quickly as he stepped into the back room of your home, letting the wooden crate full of vegetables he had forgotten he was holding fall to the ground with a crash.
You were there, laying on the ground, covered in your own blood.
Sukuna cautiously approached your body, not fully registering what he was seeing; you were dead.
He vaguely remembered hearing talk around your village of a group of curses ravaging houses and taking lives around the area, but never in a million years did he think you would be caught up in that mess.
As he dropped to his knees before you, not caring that his white clothes were slowly staining with your blood, he remembered how he’d brushed you off after you’d told him to steer clear of any potential danger from the angry curses, how you insisted that although there were many skilled Jujutsu Sorcerers lived in your area, he still had to look out for himself.
Where were your precious Jujutsu Sorcerers now?
Sukuna felt his hands become wet—soaked—with blood as he carefully lifted your body up into his lap, your lifeless, vacant eyes staring back at him. He could hear your voice ricochet against the walls of his mind, the words almost taunting him now;
“I’ll be fine, Sukuna. Don’t worry about me.”
Your body was still warm, if he had come back just a few minutes earlier he could have saved you.
People began to gather at the gaping hole that was once your front door, surveying the chaotic scene yet doing absolutely nothing to help. That’s all these people did—they would watch, they would observe, they would gossip, but in the end they would do nothing about it. In the end, all you could become was a cautionary tale to not stay home alone with curses on the prowl, that you would just become another passing story that parents would tell their naughty children at night to scare them straight.
You had been nothing but kind—too kind—to these people, why had nobody come to your aid?
Sukuna didn’t realize when he’d begin to yell, scream for you, thinking that maybe if he called to you enough you would be miraculously filled with life once again.
His wish, of course, did not come true.
Sukuna looked back at the large group of people that had now gathered at the front of the house, whispering and murmuring amongst themselves about the sight before them. They immediately went silent upon seeing Sukuna’s face, though, red and hot and angry.
He looked down at your face, bringing his bloodied fingers up to gently close your eyes.
As Sukuna gingerly laid your body back down on the ground and stood, turning his head to look at the growing crowd of onlookers, he swore to himself that he would make these people pay.
[ june 2018 ]
“Itadori, you idiot! Stop!”
Both you and Megumi looked on in horror as Ryomen Sukuna’s finger, a special-grade cursed object, was eaten by a boy you’d met just hours ago.
The curse before you was obliterated, you and Megumi sharing a look as a guttural laugh rang out through the air.
There stood Ryomen Sukuna in all his terrifying glory.
He turned to face the two of you, and as soon as he laid eyes on you his expression immediately fell.
“y/…n?”
Your eyes widened as you grabbed Megumi’s wrist in a state of panic, side-eyeing him as you refused to take your eyes off of The King of Curses.
“H-how does he know my name?”
Your voice, it had been centuries since he’d heard your voice.
He took one step forward, to which you and Megumi took three steps back, the black-haired boy standing slightly in front of you since you’d been injured by your previous fight.
Sukuna didn’t know what he was feeling—grief? Confusion? Longing? Longing for the comforting embrace of an older sibling, for something.
He didn’t realize how long he was standing there, reliving that fateful event that had happened so many years ago, the incident that made him who he was; Your face, expressionless, and the blood—so much blood.
Sukuna was barely present for the rest of the night’s events; his cocky attitude remained, of course, during his ten-second fight with Gojo, but his mind was clouded with thoughts of you. The look of disgust, hatred that coated your features at the sight of him made his stomach turn. Perhaps that’s why he couldn’t fully take over Itadori’s body, that or he was still too weak. He didn’t want to ponder it any longer.
From that day on, every moment you spent with Itadori and as time spent with Sukuna, and although each time you looked at him you were quite honestly appalled, Sukuna didn’t care—every moment he saw your face was a constant reminder of who you were to him.
He knew you’d have hated the person—the thing he’d become, that you never would have forgiven him for the things he’d done; his vendetta against the Jujutsu Sorcerers you’d had so much respect for, the same ones who had let you die.
Couldn’t you see that he had done all of this for you?
men with the illest resting bitch face and large physique combo, which always scares children away. though in actuality he's the most down to earth guy, who bonds with children as his job— working at a daycare.
"ooh what's in the bag?" you inqured, watching him sit the tote bag on top of the table as he grabbed an item out with a wide grin.
"the children painted me a gift." he dumped the rest of the paintings out of the bag to show you all of his lovely paintings.
ushijima, matsun, aone, getou, nanami, atsumu, choso, kirishima, shinsou, miguel ( he stans ftk as well ) + more my brain don't wanna work rn
Hi! If your accepting requests would you mind Writing a thing with tanjiro, zentizu, Inosuke, and Kyoujuro (separate) with a reader who is blind? I have very limited vision, to the point with out my very thick glasses I cant cross a street lol. I'd think it be cute to see our favorite boys help my helpless ass lol.
𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐂𝐒
⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒!┊tanjiro, zenitsu, inosuke, and kyojuro.
⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒!┊sfw, the boys being overprotective.
𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎
— Tanjiro has found the balance between being caring and being overprotective of you. He’ll never make you feel like you’re delicate or dependent. Always asks permission before guiding you around, but has mini-heart attacks when he sees you doing dangerous things without him.
— If you're a slayer in spite of your blindness, he is immensely impressed! Always complimenting your grace and swordsmanship. He wonders if your other senses have heightened to accommodate your lack of vision.
— Tanjiro is determined to make you as happy as possible, keeping tabs on scents, textures, and sounds that make you smile. And gods does he love your smile. He'll do anything to see it.
— His hand is practically glued to yours 24/7 because he doesn't want to lose track of you in crowds... and the warm weight of your palm in his is comforting. Gets a little panicky if he loses track of you, head jerking from left to right, hopping to see above the crowd in search of your familiar face.
— Tanjiro always finds you though, that boy can sniff you out no matter where you wander off to.
— It's kind of funny when he finally does find you, because you don't look concerned at all, just going about your business like nothing was amiss. He'll sigh deeply through his nose and smile, jogging to catch up to you and take your hand in his again.
"There you are, you sure slipped away from me haha..."
— Pls don't wander off like that.
𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀
— Anxiety bf that panics when you're out of his sight for more than two seconds, running around like a madman in search of his "poor helpless partner" (even if you're far from helpless)
"Y/N?? SWEETIE, WHERE ARE YOU?"
"I'm right here, Zenitsu -_-"
— Actually has a knack for predicting accidents and scouting potential hazards, so he'll casually weave you around dangers without missing a beat in conversation. He'll hear you trip and rush in to keep you from falling just in the knick of time. That super speed comes in handy!
— Definitely takes advantage of your blindness to stare lovingly at you 24/7. Being able to stare at his beautiful partner without consequence? It’s too good to pass up.
— Goes from "let me protect you" to "protect me pls" if he finds out that you're a slayer, clinging onto you whenever you have to hunt demons together. As Zenitsu hardens and becomes less cowardly, he's much easier to work with. You two become so in tune with one another's fighting styles that you often get sent on missions as a pair.
— Zenitsu throws sobbing fits when you get sent on different assignments, worrying the whole time you're apart. What if you tripped and he wasn't there to catch you? What if you got lost and couldn't find your way back to him? He'd die alone!
— Your reunions are always teary (mostly him crying and you stand there confused as to why he's so upset) and snuggle-filled.
"I thought you were dead, my love!" he sobs, and your brows raise.
"Your faith in me is sooo inspiring," you sigh, unamused. You pet his hair anyways, letting him cry into your shoulder.
𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀
— I don't think he'd realize you're blind at first, which i think is fucking hilarious. He's always so confused about why you're missing certain cues and showing no reaction to body his language. He's got all up in your face several times just for you to stare at him with a blank expression. Finds you intimidating because of it and backs off immediately.
"(butchered name) is so cool... I CAN'T STAND IT!"
— And then when it clicks that you can't see, he's facepalming so hard. You're not cool you're just blind and can't tell when he's provoking you. No matter, he'll just have to spell it out for you next time.
— If you're a slayer, Inosuke has a great deal of respect for you being able to kick demon butt despite your handicap. Then he thinks you're cool again :)))
— You'll notice that Inosuke holds onto your clothes a lot. Clutches your sleeve and tugs you around, or hangs onto your haori/kimono when you're out and about. He might not seem like the type to be a worry wart, but he is aware that your blindness makes you more vulnerable than others and is determined to be your eyes for you as often as he can. It's an unspoken thing.
— Has some slip-ups where he points at things and says "WOAH LOOK AT THAT!" only to see the strained expression Tanjiro's giving him and your blank one. "Oh right sorry."
— Prepare to be yanked out of the way by the wrist/clothing when danger comes your way. He might not be the most gentle about it, but he doesn't want you to get hurt.
𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔
— Kyojuro is insanely protective of you. Always has an arm locked with yours at all times to guide you around safely, it's subconscious at this point.
— Obviously, he can't always be there to help you since his Hashira work keeps him away for long periods, something he regrets deeply. He reminds you to always be careful when you have to part ways, and makes you promise not to do anything too dangerous while he's away.
— Oftentimes entrusts you with Senjuro, who is more than happy to be your eyes when Kyojuro can't. Though sometimes even his father can be seen guiding you around the house, looking all soft-like, not that you can see the gentle expression on his face. Kyojuro's heart swells in his chest at the sight of his family taking such good care of his partner.
— He'll bite his tongue if you're a slayer, though even you can tell he wants to say something sometimes. It's not that he finds you to be weak, he's just terrified of losing you. Training loads with him will put his heart at ease a little, being able to see firsthand just how capable you are despite being sightless. He really shouldn't be surprised, Gyomei was blind just as you are, and is the strongest of the Hashira.
— Kyojuro is always placing your hands on his face and kissing your palms, grinning from ear to ear when he makes you giggle successfully.
AN: This headcanon wasn't a request, but one that I thought of doing myself, but you can ask for one if you want! <3
Synopsis: You, Y/n, are this character's best friend, what would that be like?
Characters: Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Nezuko Kamado, Genya Shinazugawa, Kanao Tsuyuri and Aoi Kanzaki x Fem! Reader
Warnings: None (?), Fluffy, Not Romantic, Modern! AU
Tanjiro Kamado
— He's nice to most people, that's a fact, but he's even nicer to the people he cares about.
— Tanjiro is happy to see you playing with your younger brothers, he thinks it's the cutest thing in the world when you do Hanako and Nezuko's hair or play board games with Kanata.
— He helps you study, this boy is really smart and knows how to explain well. You are in good hands.
— He is very happy when you help him cook, and if you can't make some part of the recipe he will help you.
— He'll want you to meet his friends, and he'd be happy to see you getting along with them.
— He cares about your well being and feelings, and is always there if you need comfort, this boy is just an angel <3
Zenitsu Agatsuma
— Yes, he is scared and whiny, but he is a loyal friend and loves you <3
— He's smart, but not very good at explaining. He tries his best, but always ends up fumbling a little.
— Very, very affectionate. Zenitsu will hug you whenever he can, he will always walk close to you. You are his best friend after all.
— When he gets sad or scared, Zenitsu will come to you looking for comfort.
— He doesn't much like how Inosuke acts impolitely, and is jealous of Tanjiro and his far too kind treatment of you.
— He is capable of facing his fears for you. As his best friend, you have a special place in his heart.
Inosuke Hashibira
— He is certainly the most restless among you, regardless of whether you are a quiet person or not.
— Always gets you into trouble, which has gotten you a fair amount of scolding.
— Sometimes it ends up being a little impolite, but don't get so mad. He has some difficulty expressing how he feels.
— He'll take you to meet his friends, even if he creates some competitions to get your attention.
— It's not a good help to study, please, if you want some help ask someone else.
— Inosuke is someone fussy and quarrelsome, but a really loyal friend who will be there for you in most situations <3
Nezuko Kamado
— Usually likes your help cooking, whether it's something for an outing or just snacks for the afternoon.
— She is affectionate, she likes to hug you and comb your hair. She always asks Hanako to join in when you're at her house.
— Smart, but not very good at explaining. She can help you understand something when she tries hard.
— She is not a very agitated person, so the girl usually prefers to just talk or play with you.
— Nezuko is sleepy, especially after expending energy, so you end up being the girl's “private pillow” most of the time.
— She's calm, sleepy and all, but can be someone really excited when it comes to making you happy or just being around you <3
Genya Shinazugawa
— The entire Kimetsu Academy wonders how you can be best friends with someone as scary as Genya, but little do they know that the boy is a sweetheart <3
— Even with a frown on his face 90% of the time, Shinazugawa is a true angel to you and always shows his gentler side.
— He is not a genius in subjects that require calculations, like mathematics, but he does his best to be able to help you!
— Sanemi knows you, and even though he is the way he is, he's happy inside that his little brother has a friend.
— The kind of friend who is always there for you, ready to cheer you up in happy times or comfort you in sad ones.
— He introduced you to the Kamaboko Squad, first to Tanjiro because he knew the boy would be kind to you.
Kanao Tsuyuri
— Quiet, very quiet, but she tries to be more open with you and her sisters.
— She's good with botany, and she'll help you plant and care for the flowers if you like it too.
— Tsuyuri really prefers to stay at home, reading a book that interests both of them or watching a movie.
— She's very smart, but average when it comes to explaining, so she ends up asking a few questions.
— She's already introduced you to her friends, although she still feels much more at home when she's with you.
— Kanao is not the best person when it comes to comforting with words or communicating in general, but for you she tries <3
Aoi Kanzaki
— She is certainly the most responsible among you, acting almost like a big sister.
— Intelligent but without much patience to explain, although it is a help.
— The kind of friend who is concerned about your well-being, always ready to give you a hug or a scolding.
— She introduced you to her friends, and she is happy inside to see you talking and having fun with them.
— Not fond of affection, but she makes an exception for you when you're alone.
— A very kind friend in her own way, taking care of you like a sister, showing her more loving side to you always <3
AN: I hope you enjoyed this post, until next time! <3
Being a swordsmith's wife is a little difficult, but being Haganezuka's s/o is a whole different story.
He not only gets angry easily but also gets hurt just as easily and of course you are the one to take care of him.
Any kind of bruises or cuts annoy him even more than anything else.
Not because they hurt.... Because they interrupt his work!
"God dammit!" Loud, angry voice fill the forge as a not yet finished sword is thrown across the room. "It's not perfect. I will have to start from the beginning," Haganezuka mutters and suddenly stops at the uncomfortable feeling in his palms. After taking one look at his hands, he can tell what was wrong. He didn't even notice the cuts at first, but they indeed were there.
So it was time to see you.
He is snappy when someone else is offering help.
True. Most smiths hate his guts but still he is one of them, so offering help is something normal, but Hotaru truly hates it!
"Hanganezuka? Maybe you need help?" Someone asks.
"NO! Leave me alone!” He growls in return.
Who the hell they think they are to suddenly offer him help?! Are they looking down on him? That's some kind of joke.
He doesn't need it... Not from them at least. After all he has you.
Any other attempt of helping him ends with an argument. In the end, other smiths stop even trying.
You are the first and only person he comes to.
At this point, you are pretty used to your husband returning home with his hands hurt in one way or another. Yet it still somehow gets you off guard when in the middle of the day the door suddenly bursts open, and you see a big man in a weird mask while you simply try to enjoy your tea and a day off!
Him showing up isn’t unusual, but after years with him, you know what it means. You put away your nice, hot tea and get up to get the stuff.
He doesn't wince or whine.
Hotaru is just watching you, maybe frowning once in a while, but you don’t really know because of the mask. He doesn't like how it feels when you take care of his injuries, the burning sensation isn’t his favorite, but your touch is great compensation for the moments of pain.
It soothes the discomfort and immediately makes him feel much better.
Hotaru ALWAYS thanks you.
Each and every time you do this for him, no matter how many times and for how many years. It's a really simple, polite gesture, but it's important for him.
He is fully aware he isn't the best pick for a husband, yet you picked him for some reason, so it would be only fair to show you how grateful he is.
"Thank you," he says after raising his mask to place a kiss on your forehead and then cheek.
Hotaru often thanks God for the mask, because your sweet reaction makes even this angry man blush.
Sometimes you scold him.
You understand his craft is important to him, but some days he takes it too far. Getting his hands all cut and bloody, you can't pat him on the head for that!
"How can you do this to yourself? Love, I admire your work and dedication, but you can't keep it up."
He scoffs at your words. "Someone has to make sure you slayers won't fight with bare hands."
"I know that and thank you for this but working so hard is stupid."
“HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT?!” Hotaru quickly gets defensive.
Scolding sometimes turns into heated arguments between the two of you... Ups...
LET'S REVERSE STUFF A LITTLE
You are a demon slayer, so you make sure the village as well as smiths in it are safe. What means: going against demons, what means: sometimes you get hurt.
Information of you getting hurt is one of few things that pull him away from work.
Yes, he is always deep in his work, but the simple mention of you getting hurt makes him drop everything. He needs to know how bad it is? Are you alive?
So he drops whatever he is doing (even if it means starting from the beginning again) and goes to see you.
If it's possible, he helps you himself.
Haganezuka isn't a master of taking care of others. It's hard for him, but he watched you work so many times, so he follows exactly those patterns.
He cleans your wounds and wraps them carefully, just like you do with him.
Also get ready for a kiss on every wound you have, after all kisses make it all better, right?
If it's not possible, he entrusts you to a person who knows what to do.
But this process is full of yelling and threats.
"You better take good care of her! Or I will deal with you myself! She is my wife, remember that!”
Sometimes even other smiths must hold him in place for the safety of others.
He scolds you as well.
That's another thing you should get ready for. Hotaru is your worried husband, so he has a right to do so when his wife isn’t careful enough.
Right after sweet kisses, he will scold you for getting hurt.
"How could you be so stupid!,” He mutters, annoyed. "You should be more careful. You're a demon slayer, not some child with too sharp toy! Being careful should be your priority!"
"B-But..." You try to argue, but you are quickly cut off by him.
"NO BUTS, Y/N,” He snaps at you. "You need to remember about your own safety. Keep other slayers and villagers safe but remember about your own safety too!"
You just sit there and listen, nodding from time to time. It's obvious your husband is worried, and you won’t argue with that. It was understandable, you do the same when it comes to him.
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In the end, you care about him deeply, and he cares about you even deeper. Each of you try to keep the other safe and provide help and/or comfort whenever it's needed.
It's just a simple proof of how much you love each other, and neither of you is going to complain.
Gyutaro falling in love with a pregnant S/O - with no husband or whose husband left her - and adopting her child as his? 🥺
I love this idea! I'm already doing a fic where the child is biologically his, but it would definitely be more realistic for Gyutaro to acquire a child through adopting one. Whether he'd actually do that or not is irrelevant, anything can happen in fanfiction >:)
You live in Rashamon. Like most girls in the entertainment district, you did what you could to survive. And, well, that meant doing a lot of unsavory things.
It was an inevitability that you’d end up pregnant, but unlike many women who do in your town of origin, you were determined to give your baby a good life.
You had no idea who the father was, but you had a feeling that he wouldn’t be much help anyway.
You decided to beg for a place in one of the many houses of Yoshiwara, but you were unsurprisingly shot down at the door once you mentioned you were with child. At least, until you arrived at the Kyogoku house.
Much to your surprise, you were given a place in the house in exchange for your services as a house maid. While you weren’t required to take clients, you were expected to work a lot. That included assisting the Oiran with her many dress changings throughout the day.
This is how you’d catch the attention of Gyutaro.
At first, he’d be indifferent to your existence, only occasionally listening in to your conversations with Daki from within her body. You aren’t the first poor girl to tend to his sister, and you most certainly wont be the last.
However, something you mentioned one day would cause him to shift a bit.
You were from Rashamon.
It was a simple response to a prompt from Daki, but the way you said it tugged at a long-forgotten part of his brain.
Soon, he’d ask you questions vicariously through his sister, much to her annoyance.
The more he learned about your situation, the more interested he would become.
Around the 6-month mark of your pregnancy, it was evident that you were becoming unfit to work like how you’ve been doing. So, you were allowed more bedrest.
You absence did not go unnoticed by Gyutaro, who at this point had been technically talking to you for about 3 months through his sister.
He wouldn’t admit it, but he was beginning to care about your progress.
It would frustrate him to no end. To the point where Daki would forcefully eject him for writhing around so much.
“You need to take out this crap somewhere else, brother! Or else I’ll just eat the bitch and say she ran off-“
Oh he didn’t like that.
One stone cold glare was enough to confirm Daki’s suspicions.
She couldn’t believe her brother was beginning to care about a human. How bothersome.
“Fine, go show yourself to her, then. I’m sure she’ll just jump all over you looking like that.”
He’d indignantly storm off to go and vent, but he wasn’t very careful about it because the second he stepped out of the door he bumped right into you.
You’d yelp in surprise and begin to fall, but he’d panic and catch you before you hit the ground.
You’d seen him.
This was bad.
You’d look up at him in surprise, instantly taking notice of the unnatural bodily proportions and eye color. However, you wouldn’t start screaming or try to run away. In fact, you’d stare.
Daki would immediately try to trap you in her belt, as now you’d know too much, but Gyutaro would squash it with his foot in anger and fear.
“Brother! She saw you! I can’t let her just walk away!”
He wouldn’t understand it, but he’d feel this overwhelming urge to protect you.
“Don’t you dare.”
Daki would be pissed. Pissed and betrayed that he’d choose the well-being of a random woman over his own sister. Had these past 100 years meant nothing?!
“What has gotten into you! She’s just a human!”
You’d just be standing awkwardly behind the strange demonic entity that was suddenly hellbent on protecting you from your Oiran, who was supposedly the sister of said demonic entity. You’d think this was some kind of weird fever dream.
“Wh-what’s going on?!”
Gyutaro would snap his gaze to you, the way his face softened sending a strange tingly feeling through your stomach.
Gyutaro, on the other hand, would be extremely conflicted. There’s this pregnant human woman he, for whatever reason, grew attached to, and his beloved sister. Would he be able to make some kind of dynamic work with you two? One where you can co-exist?
He’d pick you up in a panic and bolt down the hall, leaving Daki scrambling to catch him with her Obi. She was too slow, though.
Wouldn’t this be a funny story to tell years from now. Your child’s adoptive father kidnapping you from his own sister. Well, that actually is what happened, but we won’t talk about it very often for Daki’s sake (she’s very embarrassed).
Anyway, back to running away.
He’d run with you like a bat out of hell straight out of Yoshiwara.
You’d, of course, be stressed the hell out, so he’d have to make the supernatural speed part of the escape a short-lived venture.
He’d set you down before pacing around you and mumbling to himself, neurotically scratching at his skin until he bled.
Out of worry, you’d grab his arm to snap him out of it, telling him that it was bad for him. Of course, when he began to actively regenerate before your eyes, you shot your hand back and stared in awe.
“Y-you’re a demon, aren’t you?”
Shit shit shit shit he didn’t know what to do. Perplexingly enough, however, you wouldn’t act scared.
You felt as though this man had good intentions, and… well… he did look a lil’ pretty… okay very pretty.
“Does… does that not freak you out?”
You’d place your hands on your tummy in thought, the sight of which made an unexpected wave of butterflies shoot through his stomach.
“Well… maybe a little… I don’t really know much about them other than they eat people. Although, I feel like if you were going to eat me, you would have done it already…”
He didn’t know if he liked your blind trust in him or not. Of course, HE knew his intentions were not to hurt you, but how would YOU know that?
Turns out, you would just be really good at reading people. It saved your life a lot when you lived in Rashamon, that fact eventually dawning on Gyutaro in the future.
Gyutaro would finally get to genuinely talk to you on that night. And boy did you two talk.
He learned more than he probably should have for you having just met him hours before.
He would learn that you yearned for a little home in the mountains away from Yoshiwara so you could raise your child without the threat of the dangerous men that plagued your childhood. That was why you were working so hard even though you were supposed to be resting.
The more you indulged in his questions, the more he wanted to give you what you wanted. Your resolve to break your familial cycle of sex work and thievery for a life of peace for your baby only deepened his feelings for you. You weren’t pathetic. You weren’t selfish. You deserved more than this place. You deserved what he and his sister never received.
After convincing Daki to not kill you, he’d visit you in your room every night for hours at a time.
Eventually, he’d do it. He’d be unable to ignore that he’d actually fallen in love with you. He was physically unable to hurt you in any way. Intentionally at least. The mere thought of you bleeding or crying for help would send him into a panic attack. It would be quick, awkward even, but he’d grab you by the cheeks and kiss you.
And you’d kiss back. Why wouldn’t you? He’d become a rock in your life before you had even realized it. You were looking forward to his visits. He’d always bring you gifts and food, it was so obvious he was trying to court you.
After he’d confess, he would secretly set off into the night after you fall asleep to work on a special present for you.
What is this present?
Well, he wouldn’t be done with it until right before you were due to give birth, but he managed with a little help from Daki.
He’d blindfold you and gently carry you into the night, not allowing you to peek.
Once he’d arrive at his destination, he’d set you down and ask you to close your eyes, which you would do.
Then, when he’d tell you to open them, you’d burst into tears.
A little house…
It would overlook a beautiful clearing in the forest where a river full of fish would cut through it. It would never flood, because it was on a hill. You’d never go hungry, because the land was fertile. You’d never have to worry about muggers or assaults from creepy men ever again.
You would bawl into his chest and thank him a million times.
You were forever in his debt, but he’d never ask anything of you. Your love was enough for him.
The house was quaint, and you barely got through the little tour he gave you until you reached the nursery.
That’s where you swear you could have fainted.
“You thought about them?”
“Of course.”
“Does… does this mean you….”
You wouldn’t be able to finish before bursting into a fit of sobs again.
cuddling is a given. as a hashira, he's constantly out on dangerous missions so he's extra clingy when he's home with you. cuddling or having you next to him was a given when you're together
do NOT go with this man on festival dates you will lose him. he's too fast and very indecisive because he wants to do and get a little bit of everything. the next time you go together, he holds your hand, but was still hard to keep up with.
"(y/n) they're selling sweet potatoes that way!" "okay wait slow do-" "nevermind look at those fish! do you think we can eat them for dinner?" "what the fuck."
i hc that he doesn't call you pet names. he likes to keep things simple and call you by your first name because why would he? he loves hearing and saying your name already!
was awkward like really awkward in the first few weeks of your relationship. now that you're dating, he can kiss or touch you whenever he wants. but he still doesn't know how to initiate it so sometimes he kinda just stares at you. with that smile. you were a tad bit scared for your life.
"…did i do something wrong or…"
"I WOULD LIKE US TO KISS! RIGHT NOW!"
dumbass. (affectionate)
so yeah to save him the embarrassment you were the one initiating kisses before he started getting real comfortable. and boy did he get real comfortable
speaking of him being embarrassing this man is EMBARRASSINGGG expect nothing less from someone who would shout "yummy!" every bite they'd take of a meal. his regular speaking voice is loud already so whenever you're out and he's professing his love, literally everyone near you can and will hear. you've had your fair share of old people giggling and going "oh my!"
doesn't get jealous or malicious or NOTHIN he's so secure in his relationship. if you argue with him and insult him in the heat of the moment he straight up just goes "you don't mean that! :D" and you're just in disbelief cuz like he's right and hurrrsadjkkfh
he's dealt with one too many scoldings in his life from his father. he'll let you lash out on him for a bit, but he's happy that you two are close enough that he knows he can speak up if you go too far when you're upset at him.
such a safe space, and such a loving and thoughtful boyfriend. tonight you'll make him his favorite meal. his newest mission has something to do with a train, and it's more dangerous than his usual operations. but you'll be ready with freshly made dinner, awaiting his loud greeting and warm cuddles.
- headcanons for how the spiderverse characters sleep when they’re in the same bed as you (spiderverse x gn!reader, fluff)
a/n - ghhhh the spider people have been on my mind lately i love them so much. btw, my requests are open (and so are my commissions), so send me an ask about them!
includes: hobie, miguel, pavitr, miles, & gwen
HOBIE sleeps absolutely chaotically. His arm is thrown over your body, your legs are tangled under the sheets, and there’s a disproportionally large number of blankets covering him. He also talks in his sleep, which is wonderful. In the middle of the night, you just hear mumbles about “no labels…” as you’re trying to settle down.
Most of the time, MIGUEL sleeps like a stone. He doesn’t move, he doesn’t fidget, and sometimes it looks like he isn’t even breathing. You’ve had to check his pulse more than once because you were scared he died in his sleep. When he isn’t frozen, though, he has nightmares. You know they’re happening when he accidentally smacks you in the face, causing you to shake him awake until he can clear his head.
PAVITR sleeps on his side peacefully. Sometimes a little too peacefully, because you’ve caught him with his thumb in his mouth. He swears it’s not a habit and it “just happens sometimes” because he’s super relaxed. Mostly, though, he’s normal. He’s a big fan of facing you when falling asleep because he likes to see your face in the morning.
Almost any time you sleep in the same bed as MILES, he is nervous out of his mind- even if you’ve been together for a long time and have slept side by side before. This manifests into him trying not to touch you accidentally so you don’t feel uncomfortable. He’s fallen off the bed multiple times because of this. After a little bit of the avoidance, though, and knowing you’re okay with it, he likes cuddling and holding you. Don’t expect him to get all into it immediately, though; you’re just so awesome you make him anxious.
GWEN claims that she doesn’t like cuddling, so when you sleep with her, you always fall asleep back to back. When you wake up, however, she’s always snuggled right up next to you. She’s a peaceful sleeper (save for a couple of midnight kicks), so you don’t even know how she ends up touching you. In any case, you absolutely don’t mind.
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: yoriichi may be the strongest demon slayer, but that doesn't mean he shouldn't be looked after. that's why you feed him, bathe him, dress him up like a little doll.. what's that? yoriichi doesn't want it? he doesn't know what he wants. only you know what's good for him.
𝐚/𝐧: i don't really see any yandere readers, so thinking and writing this one out was fun! i hope you enjoy reading this very much more darker imagine lol. might do different types of yanderes with the twins <3
i feel as though this whole yandere thing in general would only work if you had a tight grasp on his brain - if you've been with him long enough to see your seedlings of doubt and worry slowly grow throughout the months or even years you've been with him. to the point that, yoriichi could really only go to you if anything happened, and if he left.. well, who else could he be with? the kamado family? he already left, saying his goodbyes forever. the flame hashira? they barely kept in contact after his exile. his brother? definitely not, you can never let such a monster go near your darling..
at first, all you really had was the most and utter respect for the other swordsman. after all, he was the one who created those breathing techniques, the one who almost slayed the demon king. though, as you two got closer and closer.. you just couldn't help but give him your entire heart, even if you just showed it in other ways. like him, you aren't the most talkative.. it's no wonder why you two worked so well with each other. you two were practically meant to be!
but oh..
oh how much it hurt whenever he would go for days hunting down that monster, how it pained you seeing him so exhausted and stressed. you know that he's pretty much the strongest demon slayer of all time, but still...
you could take care of him just a little, right?
so, slowly, you started doing more things for your darling. it started off small at first, you'd invite him to your home, make him food, plead for him to stay just one night.. then, you'd slowly incorporate more and more things, like bathing and feeding him like a good little doll. after all, you were his one and only, he couldn't refuse such requests from the one person who actually cared about him enough to do all of these things - even if he'd state that he didn't want to do said things.
well, you loved him, and only you know what he needs. and what he needs is for you to coo and take care of him every single day. who actually cares about what he wants?
sure, you'd sometimes sneak some small messages in, saying how he was practically worthless if he wasn't with you as you held his face, how he was such a burden to everyone else but you as you peppered kisses all over his toned body, how much he'd be better off dead if you didn't come in and give him some purpose in life. he really thinks that his purpose in life is to defeat the demon king? who cares about that when he could lay on your chest and have you do everything for him? why is he choosing such a difficult path when he has everything he needs right here?
you did so much for yoriichi, even if he refused at times, even if you sometimes see him almost sob because you went a little too far with your words. he was always such a crybaby - even if tears didn't come out of his eyes, you could always tell by the way he'd wince and look off to the side whenever you told him all of those things. but it's okay, because you love him, because you'd always make it up by cupping his saddened face and saying just how much he meant to you..
but even if he was such an emotional man, he could never, ever hurt you. if that whole thing about you loving him couldn't get through to your darling, you always had other ways of making him listen to you. with just some simple words like "oh, so you don't actually love me?" or "do you want me to leave you forever?", his ruby eyes would widen and he'd quickly give in to your soft praises. that's one of the things you love so much about him, how sweet and considerate he was when it came to your feelings,, even if you were technically in the wrong.
throughout the years, you were the only one who stayed with him throughout everything, the only one who actually cared enough to listen, the only one who actually loved him. and if anyone else somehow did, it could never compare to how you feel about him.
because even if he is the strongest swordsman of all time, it doesn't change the fact that he's just your pathetic little puppy who needs to be taken cared of all of the time. even if he doesn't fully realize it.
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