Things that altered my brain chemistry in the Infinity Castle movie - "Akaza returns"
- Gyomei carrying the responsibility for the Master's plan alone because no other Hashira would have accepted it.
- Muichiro remembering Kagaya staying next to him when he was hurt and calling him his father with tears in his eyes (he s only a child)
- How clearly we could hear Shinobu's bones break and her lungs filling up with blood.
- Kanae's voice when she ordered her to get up.
- Zenitsu waiting just a bit before using his 7th form, hoping that Kaigaku would at least regret what he did. Hoping to catch a glimpse of the brother he respected in him before killing him.
- Zenitsu calling him "Aniki" (older brother) and apologizing before taking his head.
- "Zenitsu, you are my pride and joy"
- Kanao's bloodcurdling scream when she saw Shinobu dead, limp in Douma's arms.
- Akaza's entrance and Tanjiro sensing his presence before actually seeing him.
- Giyuu managing to catch Tanjiro just before he hit the floor and died.
- "you'll have to get through me first before you kill Tanjiro !"
- Shinobu showing how angry she actually was after so much time wearing the same smile on her face
- Muichiro and Gyomei cutting through entire buildings of the Infinity Castle together.
- the lower ranked demon slayers grouping around the Hashira to clear their path to Uppermoon demons and Muzan himself.
- Kiriya taking charge of the Corps, and Kagaya guiding him gently with his spirit
- Kiriya not allowing his sister not even one second of grieving when her eyes filled with tears. There was no time for it then.
- everyone having a role to play together - even the crows, the retired Hashira and the Kakushi.
- Giyuu dragging Akaza through multiple buildings of the Infinity Castle even before awakening his mark
- Giyuu immediately forcing himself up to his feet again, after being dragged to hell and back, when Akaza tried to turn to Tanjiro and kill him.
- Even while Tanjiro was passed out, Giyuu using the last of his strength to attack and take full on hits from Akaza so he didn't have the chance to step closer to him.
- "Don't die, Giyuu..." (his crow pleading with him at the end messed me up the worst)
- Tanjiro tearing up when he heard the news of Shinobu's death.
- Muichiro asking Gyomei about the Master first thing after falling into the castle.
- Obanai immediately telling Mitsuri to calm down and to hold hands so they don't separate when they fall.
- Hakuji's scream when he saw Keizo and Koyuki dead.
- His promise to protect Koyuki and then the next frame being him hugging her dead body to his chest while crying.
- Akaza saying "i have to kill that useless person" , then killing himself and refusing to let his body regenerate. He was begging for death by that point.
- Koyuki choosing to go to hell with him. Calling him "my dear" the way a wife calls her husband.
- Giyuu immediately trying to reach Tanjiro after the battle, but finally collapsing next to him perched on his sword.
- Tanjiro's father using the Hinokami Kagura (his version of it) to kill the bear before it got to their family.
- Tanjiro's eyes lighting up like Yoriichi's when he finally unlocked the See-through world.
- Obanai telling Mitsuri they were going to do the same after hearing Giyuu and Tanjiro defeated Uppermoon 3, both of them not knowing what was actually next.
- even if he hated him, Obanai thinking "congratulations, Tomioka," after hearing he survived and won the battle.
- Murata actually insisting that Yushiro take good care of Zenitsu, even while being spooked by him being a demon.
- seeing the difference between the rudimentary Water Breathing tehnique used by Murata and the actual mastered tehnique used by Giyuu (and Tanjiro).
- Giyuu taking the full hits for Tanjiro when not even "Dead Calm" could fully work anymore.
- Tanjiro saving Giyuu just as he almost died the same way Rengoku did - with Akaza's fist through his torso.
- Giyuu, who didn't think he was worthy before, being called the strongest Water Hashira he has ever encountered by Akaza. (He was fully locked in)
- even if Tanjiro was as strong as a Hashira by that point, the way they depicted how Giyuu was still more experienced and syncronized to Tanjiro's attacks perfectly, like guiding him.
- the way they also depicted the difference between lower ranked slayers, who needed groups of 4-5 to defeat regular demons, and Hashira-level slayers, who could oneshot higher ranked ones.
- Shinobu's sobs when Kanae finally died in her arms.
- "Why couldn't I be taller ?"
- Douma toying with Shinobu before her final attack (that took even him by surprise.)
- Giyuu refusing to talk to Akaza and refusing to give him his name - contrast from Rengoku who presented himself from the beginning and stated his position and name. Giyuu ain't playing with those demons (he's so shady)
- Genya searching for his brother the moment he fell into the castle.
- how small Muichiro looked next to Gyomei.
- how horrifying and dire the situation looks throughout the castle, and how all the Hashira put their life on the line to try and keep the other slayers from dying as much as they could.
The next two movies are gonna be 10x worse and i m not ready.
This was the best movie i have ever seen, the best animation i have ever encountered and the hardest cry i ve ever had in a cinema before. Thank you, Ufotable, thank you to the author.
A/n: So these aren’t really head canons, just scenes. I thought that would be better for this. I have been wanting to write this since I got this request. I don’t think I’m super funny, so I rewrote some scenes a few times and writing for each Hashira is a lot but, I love doing it and I had SOOO much fun with this. I hope it makes you laugh. I apologize for the delay!
Setting: KNY universe
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MDNI 18+
Cw: NSFW, smut, restraint, dominance, submission, interrupted sexual activity, rough sex, choking, group sex, accidental voyuerism.
Giyuu Tomioka
You're pinned against the wall of his quiet estate, Giyuu's usual reserved manner is replaced by a raw need as his lips crash against yours. His calloused hands grip your hips, pulling you flush against his growing cock.
“I've wanted this since I first saw you," he murmurs against your neck, his voice rough with desire.
He tears your bottoms down, fingers sliding between your thighs to find you already wet for him. He tugs down his pants and grabs your legs to wrap them around his waist. With one hand he lines himself up with your entrance.
Then—
Pure, sweet, bright eyed, Tanjiro walks in, with Nezuko on his back. "Mr. Giyuu!”
Giyuu immediately lets go of you, you fall to the floor with a thud, he barely pulls up his pants in time.
“I have a—“ Tanjiro freezes, eyes wide as he takes in the compromising position.
There’s a beat. A very long one.
Giyuu stares back at him, face completely blank, ears slowly turning red.
“We are—Training,” Giyuu says flatly, scratching the back of his neck.
Tanjiro nods too fast. “Y-YES SIR. VERY ADVANCED TRAINING. I SEE THAT NOW.” He spins on his heel so hard Nezuko is probably getting whiplash in her box. He marches straight back out the door. “I’LL—COME BACK IN….SEVERAL HOURS—MAYBE TOMORROW!”
The door slams.
You’re still on the floor, heart racing.
Giyuu exhales, drags a hand down his face, and without looking at you mutters, “This is why I live alone.”
From outside, Tanjiro’s voice echoes faintly: “I DID NOT SEE ANYTHING.”
Giyuu shuts his eyes.
“…I’m moving.”
Kyojuro Rengoku
“You truly burn so bright…it takes my breath away!” Kyojuro says as he carries you from his front door to his bedroom.
He lays you down gently before tearing down your bottoms. Then he’s diving between your legs, wasting no time. His tongue working with the same passionate energy he brings to battle. "So sweet for me,” he moans against your core, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through you.
You grab his hair and pull him closer, “Kyo—don’t stop!” You moan loudly.
He’s just about to insert a finger when—
“Boy! Kyojuro! What the hell is all this—“ The former Flame Hashira, Shinjuro Rengoku, the father of the man between your legs, stops mid-sentence, face flushing with anger and embarrassment.
There’s a split second of stunned silence.
Kyojuro looks up from your thighs, bright as ever, completely unbothered. “AH! Father! Wonderful!”
You choke on air. Shinjuro scoffs.
“This is NOT wonderful,” Shinjuro snaps, turning sharply away and jabbing a finger at the wall.
“And you?” His fiery gaze turns to you. “Clothes. On. NOW.”
You hurriedly reach for your pants and can’t find them. You settle on covering yourself with Kyojuro’s haori that’s lying at your feet.
You clear your throat and look back at Shinjuro, who is giving you a death glare.
“It’s nice to meet you! It is truly an honor!” You nervously exclaim, trying to ignore the whole situation.
Kyojuro springs to his feet with military enthusiasm. “I apologize for the—SURPRISE TRAINING SESSION!”
“THAT IS NOT TRAINING,” Shinjuro roars.
From the hallway, Senjuro’s small voice pipes up, deeply confused: “Is everything okay…?”
“NO,” Shinjuro bellows back. “EVERYTHING IS NOT OKAY.”
Kyojuro leans down toward you, whispering with a grin far too cheerful for the situation, “We will…resume later.”
You hear Shinjuro grab a bottle off a table, muttering as he storms out, “I need a drink. Several. And I’m burning this house down.”
The front door slams.
Kyojuro beams at you anyway. “Well! That could have gone worse!”
Tengen Uzui
Tengen strips you, his three wives watching with amusement. He's always believed in sharing pleasures, and tonight you're the center of attention.
"Let's make this unforgettable," he purrs, his large hands exploring every curve as his wives join in.
Suma's giggling, Makio's whispering in your ear, and Hinatsuru's gentle laughter fills the room.
Just as Tengen aligns himself to enter you, the door slides open and his best friend Kyojuro stands there, face turning beet red, it almost matches his hair.
"Uzui? I was told to—“ He stammers backward.
“I—THIS IS NOT—I APOLOGIZE—“ Kyojuro stutters.
He trips over his own feet trying to retreat, arms flailing, nearly taking the door off its track before disappearing down the hallway.
There’s a stunned silence.
Suma bursts into laughter, doubling over. “HE SAW EVERYTHING!”
Makio snorts. “The Flame Hashira just combusted.”
Hinatsuru calmly reaches over and slides the door shut and locks it. “He won’t be back.”
Tengen throws his head back and laughs, loud and unapologetic. “HA! Now that is what I call an unforgettable entrance.” He grins down at you, utterly unfazed. “Don’t worry—he’ll recover. Eventually.”
From somewhere far away, Kyojuro’s voice echoes faintly:
“I WILL NEVER OPEN A DOOR AGAIN.”
Obanai Iguro
"Such a disobedient pet," Obanai murmurs, his tongue flicking against your neck as he restrains your wrists with his hands. You’re lying completely exposed on his futon. His serpent-like nature extends to his preferences in the bedroom. He likes dominance, control. It’s how he claims you.
"You’re all mine," he says as one of his hands wraps around your throat, the other still holding your wrists above your head, his lips trail down from your cheek and find your sensitive nipples.
You tug on his black hair to pull him up. You’re so desperate. You need him. You don’t want to be tortured.
His mismatched eyes meet yours, his grip on your throat tightens. “No. Remember how you didn’t listen to me? Remember your attitude? You’re going to beg for it.”
He shifts but doesn’t release his grip on your throat or wrists. He starts grinding against you, slowly and deliberately, while you beg and whimper for his cock.
Then…Mitsuri bursts in. "Iguro! I brought you—!” Her eyes widen as she takes in the scene.
There’s a full second where no one breathes.
Obanai’s grip loosens immediately like he’s been electrocuted. His eyes go wide but not with lust, with terror. “Kanroji—this is not—“
Mitsuri blinks once.
“Iguro—STOP!” she yelps, dropping everything and shoving Obanai off you with surprising strength.
Obanai hits the floor in a tangle of limbs and haori, hissing. “WHAT—KANROJI?!”
You blink, stunned, unable to form words.
Obanai stares up at the ceiling, equally shocked.
Mitsuri immediately kneels beside you, hands fluttering. “Are you okay?! He looked like he was hurting you! Iguro, you can’t just—just—choke people like that!”
“I WAS NOT HURTING ANYONE,” Obanai snaps, mortified, sitting up too fast. His face is entirely red beneath the bandages. He breathes slowly. “That was…consensual. Mutually agreed upon. Entirely—“
He gestures vaguely and finally gives up. “…Not violent.”
Mitsuri processes his words.
“Oh.”
Her face turns pink.
Then pinker.
Until it’s almost a deep red.
“OH.”
She slowly covers her face with both hands. “I—I—thought—you looked upset and I just—pushed you… oh Iguro, I’m so sorry!”
Obanai groans and drags a hand through his hair.
Silence stretches.
Mitsuri peeks through her fingers, glances between you, then Obanai, then back at you.
Her voice drops to a tiny, hopeful mumble.
“Um. If—if everyone is okay and I misunderstood and this was, um…on purpose…it seems…fun.”
“Yeah it…um…it is.” Obanai says, slowly and furrows his brows at Mitsuri in confusion.
“Maybe I could join?” She whispers shyly.
You look at Obanai.
Obanai looks at you.
You both nod.
And then you’re pulling Mitsuri towards the futon.
Sanemi Shinazugawa
"Fucking finally," Sanemi growls as he practically rips your clothes off and pushes you onto his futon. His rough handling sending thrills through you.
He's always been intense, yet gentle. But that gentleness is gone, replaced by pure sexual frustration. It’s been weeks since you’ve had any sexual contact.
He pins you beneath his muscular frame. "You have no idea how badly I've wanted you," he says, his scarred hands gripping your thighs and pulling you towards him, hard enough to leave marks.
He shoves down his pants and lines himself up with your entrance. He slowly thrusts into you and once you adjust, he’s fucking you into the futon with a punishing force.
Suddenly, Genya opens the door. "Nemi? I can’t find—“
All three of you freeze.
Sanemi reacts on pure instinct.
“OUT.” He yells.
He lunges for the nearest blanket, flinging it over you so fast it nearly knocks the air out of your lungs, then whips around, his veins bulging. “GET OUT. TURN AROUND. WHY ARE YOU IN MY ROOM.”
Genya’s eyes go wide. “I—sorry— I didn’t—“
“DO NOT FINISH THAT SENTENCE,” Sanemi roars, grabbing a pillow and hurling it at the door as Genya scrambles backward down the hall.
“I DIDN’T SEE ANYTHING,” Genya yells, sprinting away. “I wish I was blind.” He mutters to himself.
Sanemi hurries to the door and slams it shut.
He stands there, chest heaving, hair wild, hands clenched.
“I’m disowning him,” he mutters.
“He didn’t mean to—“ you try to diffuse the situation but Sanemi cuts in.
“Are you okay?” He asks, walking towards you.
“Yeah…I’m okay. Are you though?”
“I’ll be better once we actually get to fuck.” He groans, plopping onto the futon next you.
Gyomei Himejima
"Beautiful," Gyomei whispers against your skin, his massive frame hovering over you with surprising gentleness.
Despite his size and strength, he's tender in his lovemaking, his large hands exploring your body with reverence.
"I will cherish this moment," he says, his beads clicking softly as he moves.
He's just entering you slowly when—
Muichiro decides to stop by for a visit.
He slides the door open without knocking. “Gyomei, I was wondering if you—“
Silence.
Muichiro stares.
Gyomei freezes like he’s been struck by lightning.
The prayer beads stop clicking.
“Ah,” Muichiro says. “So this is what you’re doing.”
Gyomei immediately recoils, hauling himself back like he’s been burned. He scrambles for a blanket, covering you both with frantic gentleness. “I am sorry!” He booms, voice echoing through the estate. “This was not meant for anyone to see.”
Muichiro tilts his head. “…Should I come back later?”
Muichiro considers his words. “Okay.” He turns to leave, then stops, glancing back. “Is this why you’ve been smiling more?”
Gyomei’s face goes red. He presses his palms together. “Please forget everything you have perceived.”
Muichiro nods. “I will not.” Then, helpfully, adds, “You left the door unlocked.”
He slides it shut behind him.
The room is silent.
Gyomei exhales slowly, then bows his head toward you, mortified beyond words.
“I will be praying for forgiveness for the rest of my life.”
Mitsuri Kanroji
"Oh, I'm so excited!" Mitsuri squeals as she tackles you onto her futon, her strength surprising as she pins you beneath her.
"You're just so cute…and so hot…I’m going to melt!" she says, planting kisses at your neck and shoulders.
Her pink hair brushes against your skin as she undresses you with immense enthusiasm.
Just as she's about to start touching you with practiced ease, Shinobu slides the door open. "Kanroji—“ Shinobu’s eyes widen slightly before she smirks. "My, my, quite the workout."
Mitsuri freezes like she’s been caught mid-crime.
“Eep!”
She launches herself off you in a flurry of pink hair and limbs, immediately trying, and failing, to cover you with a blanket. “Kocho! I—I was just! We were—“
Shinobu raises a brow, smile sharp and delighted. “Stretching?” she offers sweetly.
Mitsuri’s face goes crimson. “NO—! I mean—YES—! But also—“
You barely have time to sit up before Mitsuri’s already spiraling, her hands flapping. “I didn’t mean to—I mean I did—but I thought you were coming over tomorrow—and I forgot to lock the door!”
Shinobu chuckles softly. “Relax. I’m not here to scold.” Her eyes flick between the two of you. “Honestly, I’m impressed. That position takes stamina.”
Mitsuri squeaks and dives face-first into a pillow. “I’M GOING TO PASS AWAY.”
Shinobu turns to you, utterly composed. “Just… hydrate.” Then she slides the door shut again, pausing only to add, “And maybe next time…lock it.”
Mitsuri lifts her head slowly, hair a mess, eyes wide. “Do you think she’s going to tell anyone?”
From the other side of the door, Shinobu’s voice floats back, sing-song sweet:
“Oh, absolutely.”
Mitsuri screams into the pillow.
Shinobu Kocho
"Are you nervous?" Shinobu asks sweetly, though her eyes hold a dangerous glint as she ties your wrists with purple silk.
She's always enjoyed mixing pleasure with a bit of pain, her small frame betraying her dominant nature.
“Don't worry," she purrs, trailing her fingernails down your stomach, "I'll make it hurt so good."
She's just teasing you with a small trail of kisses on your neck.
Then—
A soft voice.
“I—?" Kanao’s expression remains shocked as she takes in the scene, simply waiting for instruction.
Shinobu freezes.
Completely.
The silk goes slack.
“Um,” Shinobu says lightly, a beat too late.
She clears her throat, smile snapping into place like armor. In one smooth motion, she unties your wrists, drops a blanket over you, and straightens her haori. “Kanao, this is not what it looks like.”
Kanao blinks once. “It appears to be exactly what it looks like.”
Shinobu winces.
“Medical,” Shinobu tries. “Stress relief. Very advanced. You wouldn’t understand.”
Kanao nods, turns on her heel, and slides the door shut with surgical precision.
Three seconds pass.
Shinobu exhales slowly, pressing two fingers to her temple. Her smile is still there, but it’s cracked. “Well,” she says sweetly, looking at you, “that was deeply humiliating.”
Request: Can you please do something to the male pillars and being with a soft, mitsuri kind of nice fem reader on a mission with them? The reader is very shy and soft and cute, but they see the reader choking and even beheading a demon with their thick thighs alone. If not, then it's okay and you can ignore this! Much love!
Pairing: Tengen x Reader, Obanai x Reader, Kyojuro x Reader, Sanemi x Reader, Giyuu x Reader, Gyomei x Reader
Content Warning: None, demons getting smothered by your thighs(?)
Tengen:
• He's immediately fond of you. You're one of the nicest people currently working for the Demon Slayer Corps. While you maybe don't have the most flashy looks, he can certainly vouch for your personality.
• Tengen loves nice people and his wives can only agree. When he first brought you to his estate, they were just as smitten as him. You perfectly fit into their family dynamic, which automatically had then integrate you into their lives.
• The shock came when Tengen joined a mission with you. He only knew you as the sweet Demon Slayer working under him, you weren't even a hashira. With how nervous you often appeared, he believed your skills were mediocre.
• Who would've expected a sweet person like you would absolutely smother a demon's neck between your legs, having the monster choke out in panic.
• He couldn't even help, because he would hurt you in the process. So he stood there, reduced to watching, seeing you pull out a xiphos and slicing the demon's neck straight off.
• The demon disappears, only for you to stand there with those big eyes, asking if you did good. Of course you did, though that was.. definitely different from what he expected.
Obanai:
• He didn't trust you at first. You were surprisingly happy for this kind of occupation. How can you smile at him everyday when you kill dozens of demons at night?
• But oh- the way you smile at him... He could ignore it the first few times and even for a couple months, but you wouldn't give up. Smiling and talking just wasn't enough for you, was it?
• He couldn't stop himself from thinking about you when he knew that you wanted to know him better so eagerly.
• When you finally had a mission with him, he was truthfully quite excited to spend some time with you. He thought it would maybe spark a closer relationship.
• Truth be told, he didn't want you to be helpless, but he would enjoy showing off his strength too.
• His eyes went wide when he saw you breaking a demon's neck with only your thighs. You didn't stop there either, breaking it's neck repeatedly whenever it regenerated. And when you had twisted the enemy's neck enough, you broke it straight of it's body.
• The blush that crept up his face was luckily hidden behind his bandages, but his heart was beating wildly. He had planned to show you his skills, but now he saw you kill a demon without any weapons. You looked up at him with that cheeky smile, clearly proud of your achievement.
Kyojuro:
• The first time he met you was when you two joined hands for a mission. You already stood near a local inn, happily waving at the approaching hashira.
• The sun was still standing tall, leading you both to search for a fitting place to eat. It couldn't hurt to fill your stomach before fighting for your life.
• The way his heartbeat picked up upon hearing you giggle at his eating antics was.. surprising to say the least. He had seen a fair share of people ignore him when eating because it annoyed them.
• And the way you handled the demon had him in even more awe. You were truly phenomenal, quite literally beheading the demon with the strength in your lower body.
• When everything was over he grasped your hands, having you squirm from embarrassment and surprise. You couldn't believe that a hashira spoke to you so earnestly.
• Kyojuro was surprised by his actions too, but he needed to show his admiration. You had potential, enough to have him basically blurt out how he wanted you as his tsuguko.
Sanemi:
• You were annoying. God, he couldn't believe that he got paired up with you. Your personality wasn't anything new, which is exactly why he didn't look forward to his upcoming mission.
• You were cheerie, cheerie enough to have him groan out in frustration every few minutes. Why did every darn thing have you react so strongly?
• He certainly didn't hate you — that seemed excessive — but he'd rather keep his distance. Much to his surprise, exactly the mission he dreaded most changed his opinion on you.
• The demon you've both fought had been more than frustrating. Whenever it wasn't in immediate contact to solid substances, it could shift through thin air.
• While he fought with the demon, you jumped at the monster from behind, knocking it over with the sheer force of your attack. The demon crashed onto the ground hard, the weight of your body holding it down and stopping it from changing positions.
• He was shocked, seeing your legs press the demon into the ground, hand grabbing it's hair and keeping it's head pressed into the dirt. Now you just needed to behead the demon with your blade, but— Where was your damn sword?!
• "Shinazugawa, your weapon!" You called, making the man move. His knee hit the ground next to you, his blade slashing through the demon's neck, careful not to cut your thighs in the process.
• The demon dissolved right in front of your eyes, but Sanemi didn't relax. His irritated gaze fixated on you. "Where's your sword?!"
•"Sword? I don't have one—" "Then what the hell are you doing when no one else is there?!" He nearly screamed now, standing up and brushing the dirt of his uniform.
• "What do you mean? I just tear their neck's off?" He seemed even more shocked now. Following your gaze, he realized you didn't talk about your hands.
• Your fingers brushed over your thighs, trying to wipe the blood away. He averted his gaze, not wanting to seem immodest by staring at the plush flesh for too long.
• Killing demons with your legs alone? Now you certainly had his interest.
Giyuu:
• One might think with his naturally quiet personality, he would dislike people that seem like the complete opposite of him.
• To everyone's surprise he doesn't hate you. In fact, he enjoys your company greatly. Since most members of the Demon Slayer Corps try to avoid him, it's refreshing to have someone by his side.
• You often visit him when you're nearby. You talk to him regularly, filling the void when he can't seem to hold a proper conversation. The thought seemed foreign, but he considered you someone precious.
• The news of joining you on a mission brought the faintest smile to his lips, glad that it was you he could spend time with. He would probably mess up once or twice, maybe do something embarrassing, but it would be worth it.
• He already knew fulfilling the mission wouldn't be a problem, but — since you weren't a hashira — he was almost sure it would be thanks to him.
• Just like predicted, your victory was trouble-free, but entirely different from what he'd expected. Instead of his sword slicing through the demon's neck effortlessly, you had the monster trapped between your thighs. The unhealthy crack coming from your direction, had him on alert.
• Truth be told, he could only suspect what happened next. Seeing how abnormally the demon's head had deformed, he was sure you had crushed it's skull. As if that wasn't enough, you twisted the demon's head off right after.
• "Are you.. are you okay?" He asked, his bewildered gaze stuck on your legs. It was hard to believe that flesh — especially looking as soft as yours — could break bones that easily.
• You chuckled in response, your cheeks heating up from the bashfulness slowly filling your body. "It's— I'm not the best with, you know, the sword. But this— I can do this and it's just—"
• "..Truly impressive. I should've noticed sooner, but it's seldom I ask question about your life, I suppose—" He seemed almost in awe, speaking much more than he usually would. The other hashira would've been shocked.
• "It's okay, I don't mind." The smile you bestowed upon him was sweet enough to have his eyes soften slightly. "I talk a lot, but you always listen to me. I appreciate it."
• "...You could visit me sometime in my estate. I would like.. to spend more time with you." Did that count as a date, I wonder?
Gyomei:
• There is nothing in the world that could make him hate you. You're an earnest, hardworking and nice person. He cherished these character traits greatly, which had you two naturally close.
• Furthermore, he had heard that you proudly owned multiple cats. When he finally mentioned it, you were cheerful about the matter. "Do you want to see them? I'm sure they'd like you!" Yes, of course he would love to see your cats.
• Just like you had expected, your cats enjoyed his company. They must've sensed his good intentions, willingly sneaking near him, the meows of your dearest companions filling the room.
• When he joined you on a mission for the first time, he was confused to say the least. Of course he didn't see what had happened, but he could definitely tell the difference between a breathing demon and thin air. However, without having heard the familiar slash or crush of a weapon, he couldn't help but be confused.
• "Did the demon flee?" He asked, lowering his axe. You shook your head before verbally answering. "No, I beheaded it."
• "You beheaded it?" "Yes, just a few moments ago." Your mellow voice threw him off even more, slowly putting his weapon away.
• "Forgive my insolence, but I did not hear you slicing through the demon's head." "Oh, no! You've got it all wrong!" Gyomei grows silent, rubbing his hands together as if it would help him find the answer.
• "I crushed it's head open and broke it off." You chuckled, the vile description having you slightly embarrassed. You didn't want to sound like a madman. "..With your hands?"
• "No, no, I fight with my legs only!" You chime in. He quietly listens, hearing your feet move around the ground, as if you were reevaluating your stance.
• "I have really strong legs.. I've got them from my dad, I guess!" You admit, his body slowly relaxing again. He seemed less confused now, a faint smile forming on his face.
• From spending so much time with you, he could already tell how flustered you had become. He steps towards you, inviting you to follow him back home.
• "If you do not mind, I would love to hear more about your fighting style." A bright smile formed on your face. You couldn't say no to such a kind offer.
Additional shit: Swearing, Sanemi fighting said neighbor, Rengoku being blunt, mentions of sex, ooc mot likely :p
Tengen
He couldn't care less
His whole thing is being flashy and loud so he wants you to be loud
Like it's not his fault that dick is magical
After he shoos your neighbor away he makes sure to be as loud as possible that night
He's pounding into your cunt and you swear your gonna break when he whispers "okay now scream exactly how big my dick is. Don't forget the tip color-"
He gets cut off by you hitting him with the pillow
Way to ruin the mood
But that doesn't stop him and instead he goes harder, making sure the bed creaks loud ASF for your neighbor
"Not my fault he doesn't know how to please a woman." Is his main reason for doing so
He really wants you to scream his name so it's imbedded in your neighbors head
"Morning N/N!" Him to your neighbor from the balcony while your trying to get out of bed and failing
"Actually die." Both you and your neighbor to Tengen
Sanemi
Cares alot
Why the fuck is that limp dick biscuit talking to you and him? Who does he think he is?
You were the one who broke the news to him thankfully cause if Sanemi was the one who opened the door then you'd have to see your husband through glass in a prison
Just kidding. The Slayer corp would get him out of trouble if he didn't do it himself.
Anyways
Sanemi made it his goal to piss your neighbor off as much as possible
Your under him, practically creaming on his cock, and he's slamming the wall yelling "This loud enough yet?! Huh!?"
Not kidding I can see him doing that
He quite literally had you against a window where your neighbors could see him destroying you just to make them mad or uncomfortable, hopefully both.
But then he'd get pissed someone else would see you all naked and fucked out so he settled for the wall next to the window
One day your neighbor, finally having enough, bangs on your door yelling and guess who opens it...Sanemi!!
Good Lord was he waiting for this
It took one punch and the guy was out
Kinda what happens when you put a normal dude against a guy who kills demons for a living
Rengoku
He's a good neutral between caring and not caring
Like he doesn't wanna make your neighbors mad but he also loves hearing your screams
So he tries to keep you quiet during sex but fails since he gets to into it to give a fuck
The next days his loud ass voice wakes you up
"IM SORRY FOR MAKING INCREDIBLE LOVE TO MY WIFE!" He's not being sarcastic thats his genuine apology
Your facepalming and you want to die when you see your neighbor and she can't look at you
"PERHAPS SHES MAD BECAUSE HER HUSBAND CANNOT PLEASE HER!" Rengoku says casually and you know she can hear you from outside in her garden
"Inside voices!" You place your hands over his mouth to try and shut him up.
It works for a bit before he's yelling again
You love your husband but holy shit you wish he would speak normally sometimes
He's actually quiet in bed though
So your the problem (real)
Obanai
I'm not an Obanai fan so forgive me for how bad his section will be
Obanai is a quiet mf, and you're not even that loud
It's your neighbor who was the problem
A little old man whose hearing aids apparently had the power of 67 suns
You and Obanai found this out when he was outside training and your neighbor came over
He was so sweet and polite and even chuckled at Obanai's redness
Obanai cared at first but got over it
You? You make sure to not make a PEEP in bed
Okay that pisses Obanai off but he understands your reasons
At least make a gasp or sum cause he's over here like "Wait does this feel good? Can she feel it? Did I forget where the clit is?"
Brother is STRESSING
Then you cum and he's like "ah"
Then he's like "Did you take it?"
You have to keep yourself from murdering him cause how tf would you fake squirting
Gyomei
Babe I'm not gonna lie, you're a screamer
Gyomei is built like a house and your telling me your just gonna whine and whimper?
NO
Your over here crying and screaming into his chest, neck, the pillow, anything.
And Gyomei loves it!
He can't see your reactions so hearing and feeling them let's him know he's doing good
Gyomei isn't loud but he's not quiet
He'll grunt and moan and praise you, but he's not gonna cry out.
Well he'll cry but you can never tell from what
When the pussy so good you start crying 😭🙏
When your neighbor politely asked you to be a tad bit quieter Gyomei actually laughed
Not in a 'nah we'll keep being loud' way but more of a 'sorry we'll be quiet' way. He also found it hilarious how you actually died of embarrassment.
Don't worry he thinks its endearing
Yet it was kinda hard for him since he enjoyed hearing you
But your touches and now quieter moans made that better
And then there's also you literally drawing blood from his back you were scratching so hard
Giyuu
Holy shit you have never seen him so embarrassed
Like you could shade match his Haori to him and get the exact same color
He was the one your neighbor told and he stopped working when 'loud' and 'moaning' left their lips
If a demon doesn't kill him then his own actions will
Giyuu isn't loud, and he loves that he can make you feel so good that your loud for him.
But he didn't want your neighbor back over at your house so he tried to keep you quiet
You were super confused when he held his hand over your mouth in bed and he just pointed to your neighbors house. Then you got it.
So you nod and try to keep quiet.
You know in school when the teacher tells you and a friend to shut up but they look at you funny and you break?
Yeah that was you
You were riding Giyuu one night and you were loud so he was like "holy shit I love you but please- I can't look our neighbor in the eyes anymore."
And you couldn't help but laugh
Like howling
You calmed down obviously but sex was very giggle filled after that
[I didn’t exactly know how to write for the others, but if people really do want them I can make a part 2 including the rest]
KYOJURO RENGOKU
Being the wife or Kyojuro is like being married to the sun itself — while he was both warm and kind, things could still get a little burned.
Kyojuro treats you like you’re his whole world. While he’s a normally joyous person, viewing the world in an optimistic light that even the purest of people would be jealous of, you somehow seem to lighten his mood further.
He has no shame in treating you like royalty, embracing you randomly; before and after missions, during sleep, while you’re preparing dinner. He simply loves you, and he has absolutely no shame in that.
Of course, being a Hashira, Kyojuro has more than enough money to save off on the side. If you want something, you’ve got it. You eyed a hairpin for more than five seconds? It’s already wrapped in a box, being handed to you like an offering. You cooed at a puppy someone was selling randomly, now you’ve got a dog to share between the two of you.
He’d do anything for you, anything and everything.
Overall, Kyojuro is the partner everyone wants and needs. The only downside would be his schedule… where his work often takes him far from you, much to his chagrin. He always lingers longer when disappearing for missions, completing them as quickly as he could — only fuelled by the desire to return to your side, where he could enjoy a feast by your side, relishing in the love of your presence.
IGURO OBANAI
Being the wife of Iguro is a little strange. He’s definitely not as warm as Kyojuro, not by a long shot, but he’s not as cold as some of the others. He’s much like a serpent, in a way, so much so that it’s almost ironic.
Iguro treats you with a careful respect mixed with a gentle touch of love. He doesn’t venture too close, doesn’t let touches linger too long, but he watches over you to make sure nothing terrible comes your way.
Family had never been something he had good relations with. Bloodied horrors mingling with his memories, it was a wonder how you even ended up to such a man, but alas, he was your husband, and you, his wife.
Despite the subtle tension that may linger in the air, Iguro isn’t harsh. He makes sure you’ve got anything you need, makes sure his estate is well guarded, and while you’ve never seen him eat the food you prepare, your dishes are always returned empty, showing his likening towards it.
Iguro is more subtle in his expressions of affection. He might complement you occasionally, address how he thought your hair that day looked nice, how he thought the colour of your kimono complimented your eyes, anything of the sorts. They were small compliments, but he meant every bit of them.
In terms of material affection, Iguro isn’t one for sporadic gifts, more so things that you actually may need. Perhaps your kitchen knives are starting to grow dull — he’ll have a new set made for you specifically. Maybe demon sightings have been spotted too close to the estate, he’ll by you too many wisteria infused items while drawing his patrols tighter to the perimeter.
He isn’t loud, isn’t as pronounced as his flaming counterpart, but he’s certainly there, and he certainly isn’t disappearing.
His flaws would again be his schedule, stuck in the bounds of constantly being away for missions, he tries his best to not be away for too long — his other flaws? Insecurity in his own self. He hates both his appearance and existence, only maybe years into your relationship do you ever see what lay behind the bandages of both his mouth and soul.
GIYUU TOMIOKA
Being the wife of Giyuu is quiet, but not in a bad way. Like a flowing stream, Giyuu embodies the silent elegance of drifting water, and so does his love.
Giyuu would treat you with reverence. He’s never seen himself as anything, so he sees you as everything. Behind his stoic embodiment and harsh gaze lay a softened heart broken by the guilt of being the one who lived.
He lets his hands linger gently, calloused palms carefully ghosting of your own as he gently takes your hands into his own. He’s not exactly shy when it comes to affection, it’s just that he doesn’t want to overstep anything he might not be allowed to cross. You’re his wife, yes, but he still doesn’t know if you truly want him around.
Do you want him to hug you from behind while you cook dinner? Do you want him to hold your hand while he takes you on a walk by the river place near his estate? Do you want him to draw you nearer on the nights he finally has time to spend home? Do you want him to be as close as he wants to be? Do you want him to linger as long as he wants to?
He’s unsure of it all, so he keeps a distance, wanting to get closer, yet unsure of how to.
Giyuu is someone who isn’t the best at communication, not verbally, at least. He doesn’t like talking, that’s something you’ve known since you both first met. He tends to ignore people, not because he wants to offend them, but because he tries to run off of logic rather than emotion. Is there a good reason to talk to them? No? Then sadly, you’re getting ignored.
Yet for you, Giyuu does his best to be more open. While his sentences still remain slightly snappy, sassy, even, he does his best to keep a gentle tone. Overtime, more emotion might start to leak into his voice, maybe his pitch will go up just a tad when he talks to you, or maybe his lips might quirk when you call for him — but between that all, he remains mostly the same.
For material possessions, Giyuu is quite relaxed when it comes to these things. Sometimes he might get you something you mentioned in passing, sometimes he might just get you something simple, like a bouquet he saw that reminded him of you. Just something small, something that’ll let you know he still loves you without him having to say it.
Giyuu’s flaws again lay in his insecurities and his work. Again, Hashira are busy — constantly slaying demons, and he himself isn’t too good at determining his own self worth, which might sometimes get in the way of your relationship. Aside from all of that, he’s a good partner. He’s dedicated, but gentle, and he’s soft but sharp in a way that perfectly contradicts itself.
SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA
Being the wife of Sanemi seemed scary at first, honestly. You’d heard whispers about his mostly unpleasant attitude, about how he was hotheaded and angry at everything — but when you came to know him, you learnt that he could be soft if he wanted too.
Of course, he doesn’t entirely soften for you at first, but he treats you significantly better than he does others. He keeps his fowl mouth to a minimum and lowers his tone of voice, wary of scaring you off. As time passes, and you both grow more comfortable, he grows gentler.
Yes, he’s still sharp around the edges, but he’s calm in the times where it’s just the two of you. His eyes will soften, carefully mingling with your own and his hands will hold yours as if they were the most fragile thing in the world. He cherishes you, and it becomes obvious.
Sanemi, surprisingly, adored physical affection, though, only behind closed doors. He’d let his head lay back on your lap when the days got quiet, your fingers carding through the sporadic tangle that was his ivory hair. At night he’d wrap his arms around you, letting the silence stew like nothing else mattered.
For material gifts, Sanemi was someone who didn’t exactly know how to give gifts, but he still tried his best anyway. You might mention a kimono you saw in passing, and he’d search high and low for it — only to accidentally get the wrong one. The embarrassment was real, and you bet he was spending another eternity returning the previous one to get the right one.
For flaws, Sanemi mainly falters in his anger. His grudges he holds and his unhealthy way of protecting people can sometimes get in the way. He doesn’t know how to act as a shield, so instead he shoves people out of the way and takes the blow without word. Maybe in the future he could learn to properly express his feelings without wrath mingling inside, but until then he’s sort of a ticking time bomb.
Giyuu’s idea of romance is being able to sit in the same room as you in complete comfortable silence without feeling the need to fill up the silence, because that’s just how comfortable the two of you are together
He loves just sitting in silence with you, or just having you watch him while he trains, and he’ll do the same in return. This man will wander his way into the kitchen whenever he can smell you cooking and just watch you. If he’s feeling especially clingy he'll sneak up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist and rest his chin on your shoulder to bury his face in your hair.
He brings you back wisteria infused everything, he even took you to a festival in town and bought you a kimono with wisteria embroidery
When Tanjiro comes to visit with Nezuko in tow for some extra training with ‘Mr Giyuu’, you happily welcome them into the estate. From then on Nezuko is attached to your hip. After Tanjiro helps you with dinner you ask Giyuu to help you with your hair and Nezuko gets jelly so she climbs her way into her brother's lap happily demanding he copy your hairstyle. So the two of you sit side by side, each happily getting pampered by the two demon slayers as you listen to Tanjiro talk about his friends and the progress he’s made in training with Giyuu occasionally offering his own input.
For the next few days you watch as your husband is endlessly pestered by the kamado boy like some old dog, and while at first you are quite amused by his relentlessness, even you admit being woken up at dawn by chirps of “ Mr Giyuu!” is not exactly pleasant. Giyuu has struggled with sleep for as long as you have known him but that morning he looked especially pitiful, the man had large bags under his eyes and his hair was adorably chaotic for how tired he was. Like usual he doesn’t answer Tanjiro’s calls and simply grabs your hips to drag you back under the futon’s blankets once more from where you sat. You’d never complain though. When giyuu’s arms aren’t tensed they make the perfect pillows.You sigh happily once he coils himself around you again and he groans sleepily with a small smile making its way to his lips when you run your fingers through his bedhead. Even as a hashira Giyuu would never say no to his wife’s head scratches.
If he’s lucky sometimes you’ll answer the door for him and make up some excuse for why he can’t come out and train (he falls in love with you a little bit more every time)
In the morning you make sure to make a dozen Tuna Onigiri for training while you teach nezuko how to weave some decorative baskets from some wisteria branches and show her some of the coy in the pond at the back of the estate grounds.
Giyuu gets back from training at sunset and almost crushes you by falling on your shared futon, he mumbles about his day while his lips are pressed against your collarbone. Turns out he was only grumpy because training with Tanjiro meant that he couldn’t see you until nightfall. (he’s just a big baby that loves his wife)
You scatter little kisses all over his face and head for being so brave and socialising
—the next day–
Giyuu (in his head while he’s supposed to be training Tanjiro) “it’s like a reward” dopy smile on his face while daydreaming about you
