Reader’s gender and age isn’t stated but reader is older than Tanjiro and Nezuko, thinking about 18 years old
Dynamic with the siblings
They adore you, absolutely worships the ground you walk on
Remember Tanjiro’s Mr. Giyuu? That’s both of them with you
They’re your little ducklings 🥰
Both of them are relatively clingy, but Nezuko is definitely more open about it than Tanjiro
You absolutely have to force him to relax and rest, especially when he bends over backwards to help everyone
Both of them like to sneak into your bed and lay there with you, just like they did before Muzan came
They’re your #1 supporters for life
Nezuko loves to turn into her toddler form and just be held by you
Tanjiro just holds your hand a lot, still remembering that he’s a child too. He can take a break
Dynamic with Kamaboko squad + Kanao and Genya
Sooo you’re the squads’ big sibling
You have to deal with their shenanigans that may or may not get a normal person killed
But good thing none of you are normal people
Inosuke wants to fight you for “leader”
Zenitsu begs you to tell him everything about Nezuko when she was a child
Genya gets so flustered around you and tries to push you away, but you really remind him of ‘Nemi before everything happened so he won’t fight back for long
Kanao was definitely the one to recognize the older sibling affection you have and silently asks for it like a puppy just begging with wide eyes
Dynamics with hashira
Mitsuri absolutely eats up all of the older sibling affection, she’s the eldest sibling herself but she wouldn’t mind experiencing being the younger sibling for a change
Shinobu really gets taken back to a time where Kanae was alive, it’s bittersweet for her but will never ask you to stop
Big brother giyuu finally gets a break.. wrong. He gets adopted into the sibling dynamics. He has no say
Obanai most likely doesn’t like you at all, but since you’re older he does tolerate you
Muichiro is adopted. Not by your choice. By his.
Kyojuro honestly asks you to watch over his younger brother for a bit since he certainly doesn’t want him alone in the house with his father
Gyomei is just very happy to be in the presence of a pure and loving sibling relationship from both sides
Tengen insists for you to be his student since your younger brother and his friends are so impressive
Sanemi mellows down with you, it’s honestly kinda scary but you make him nostalgic for a time before
Taisho era secret:
I heard that Muzan screamed when he saw you because he thought you were the first user of sun breathing
Demon Slayer Characters React to Drunk Y/N Complaining About Not Having a Boyfriend (While Being Married to Them)
I thought this would be sorta funny...
🌸 Hashira
🔹 Giyuu Tomioka → Blinks. “But… I’m your husband.” Watches as you dramatically flop onto the counter, groaning about how unfair life is. Giyuu, completely lost, gently pats your head and mumbles, “Did you forget?” You grab his haori and whine, “But everyone ELSE has one!” He sighs, picks you up, and places you on his lap. “I’m literally right here.” When you wake up sober, he’s staring at you expectantly, waiting for an apology.
🔹 Sanemi Shinazugawa → Nearly chokes on his drink. “Huh?! The hell did you just say?!” Stands there, completely baffled, as you cry into your ramen about how you’re “so lonely.” He yanks your face up and growls, “You’re married to ME, idiot!” If you keep whining, he’ll grab your face and kiss you aggressively just to shut you up. “Say that again, I dare you.” The next morning, you wake up to him giving you the silent treatment.
🔹 Kyojuro Rengoku → BURSTS OUT LAUGHING. “AH! MY LOVE, HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ME?!” Immediately picks you up and spins you around in his arms while declaring, “Fear not, for I shall be your boyfriend and husband both!” He’ll then spend the next hour showering you with compliments until you’re giggling again. The next morning, he teases you endlessly about it.
🔹 Tengen Uzui → “Oh? You don’t have a boyfriend? What a tragedy!” Smirks and plays along, even pulling out a fake tear. His wives giggle in the background as he dramatically sighs, “If only there were a dazzling, flashy man who would devote himself to you~” Eventually, he cups your face and whispers, “Oh wait. That’s ME.” The next morning, his wives keep reminding you of your ‘crisis’ just to fluster you.
🔹 Muichiro Tokito → Completely deadpan. “You’re married to me.” Watches as you dramatically sob into your drink. “You literally have a ring on your finger.” He tilts his head. “Do I not count?” You mumble, “You don’t count ‘cause you’re too perfect.” He pauses, blushes a little, then sighs. “You’re so dumb when you’re drunk.” Carries you to bed but secretly enjoys the attention.
🔹 Mitsuri Kanroji → GASPS. “OH NOOO, MY LOVE!!” Immediately cuddles you and reassures you that you’re the most loved person in the world. “I’LL BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND AND BOYFRIEND IF YOU WANT!!” She even makes a whole list of reasons why you’re adored. The next day, she excitedly asks if you remember her ‘love speech.’
🔹 Obanai Iguro → “...Are you serious?” Looks completely betrayed. You keep whining, not noticing how his grip on his cup tightens. “You’re MARRIED to me. How the hell do you not have a boyfriend?” When you drunkenly say, “You’re my husband, not my boyfriend,” he stares at you like you’ve committed a crime. Kaburamaru hisses in agreement. The next morning, he ignores you until you apologize properly.
🔹 Gyomei Himejima → Soft sigh. “I see.” Gently wipes your tears as you ramble about being ‘unloved.’ Then, with zero hesitation, he pulls you into his lap and starts listing all the ways he cherishes you. “You are loved beyond measure.” The next day, he reminds you that even in your drunkest moments, he will always reassure you.
🌓 Upper Moons & Muzan
🔹 Kokushibo → Silent for an entire minute. Stares at you as if you just grew another head. “You… do not have a boyfriend?” Watches you dramatically throw yourself onto the table. “Impossible.” Finally, he exhales deeply and pulls you against his chest. “You are MY wife. That is beyond a mere boyfriend.” The next day, he reminds you that your ‘foolish drunken words’ made him question your intelligence.
🔹 Douma → GASPS SO LOUDLY. “OH, HOW COULD THIS BE?!” Dramatically grabs you and cradles you while fake-crying. “HOW COULD YOUR BOYFRIEND ABANDON YOU LIKE THIS?!” Then he kisses your forehead. “Oh wait, that’s me~” He spends the next hour teasing you, calling himself your ‘brand-new’ boyfriend.
🔹 Akaza → “WHAT?!” Nearly falls out of his chair. “You—you don’t—Y/N, I’M RIGHT HERE!!” If you keep complaining, he grabs your face and forces you to look at him. “I’M YOUR BOYFRIEND. YOUR HUSBAND. SAY IT.” When you refuse, he gets pouty and hugs you from behind, sulking. The next morning, he’s grumpy until you remind him he’s your favorite.
🔹 Muzan Kibutsuji → Does not move. “Excuse me?” Raises an eyebrow as you drunkenly cry into your soup. Watches you go on and on about being ‘so single.’ Finally, he tilts your chin up, smirking. “Would you like me to find you a new boyfriend, then?” (Translation: Say yes, and you die.) The next day, you wake up to him watching you. “Say it again. I dare you.”
🎴 Main Three + Genya
🔹 Tanjiro Kamado → SO CONFUSED. “But Y/N… I’m right here?” When you keep whining, he gently takes your hand and kisses your wedding ring. “Does this not mean anything?” He patiently waits for you to realize before wrapping you in a warm hug.
🔹 Zenitsu Agatsuma → STARTS WAILING EVEN LOUDER THAN YOU. “YOU DON’T HAVE A BOYFRIEND?! BUT YOU HAVE ME!!!!” Literally grabs your hands and shakes you. “DO I MEAN NOTHING TO YOU??” Probably ends up crying with you. The next morning, he reminds you dramatically of your betrayal.
🔹 Inosuke Hashibira → “WHAT?!” Looks around like he’s about to fight someone. “WHO STOLE MY GIRL?!” When you say, “No one, I just don’t have a boyfriend,” he snarls, “I’M YOUR BOYFRIEND, DUMBASS!!” (Is ready to throw hands with the air.) The next day, he’s grumpy and demands an apology.
🔹 Genya Shinazugawa → COMPLETELY SHORT CIRCUITS. “H-HUH?! BUT WE’RE M-M-MARRIED???” Face turns BRIGHT red. When you keep whining, he stammers, “B-But I thought—D-Does this mean nothing to you?!” When you wake up, he’s still sulking. “So… do you still think you don’t have a boyfriend?”
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.
𓂃⋆.˚ ( kny ) "shut up, mom!" prank on kny men part 2 !
⤷ ゛tanjiro, inosuke, zenitsu, douma, kokushibo, gyutaro, akaza ˎˊ˗
tw yelling (as part of the prank), threatening to
harm genitals, threats of violence, actual physical violence
part one here
masterlists
────────────────── kamado tanjiro
It takes a little self-motivation to go through with it, unsure of how your husband will react to it. But, you go ahead and tell your daughter to complete one chore or another - you don’t actually need her to do anything. She completed her chores hours ago when Tanjiro was at work.
“Shut up, mom!”
There’s the sound of breath hitching from across the room, a little distance away from where you’re lounging on the couch. Your daughter glances at you after saying her line, anticipating the worst. She sees the way Tanjiro’s shoulders tense and the deceptive calmness with which he places his book down and turns away from the bookshelf, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose.
“What was that?” he asks smoothly, approaching the two of you. “Am I hard of hearing or did you have a bad day?”
Your daughter swallows thickly and huffs out a breath through her nose. “I’m just t-tired of her nagging!” she manages, failing to loosen her tongue and not stutter in the face of her father. “She always wants me to do something!”
Tanjiro nods and sits on the couch, motioning with a finger for her to follow and take the empty loveseat in front of him. “Why do you think that is, the nagging and insistence?”
You’re hoping he’s not convinced that you nag - he’d have another thing coming.
Your daughter takes the seat as instructed. She only manages to maintain eye contact with Tanjiro for a few seconds before she averts her gaze and looks at you instead. Understandably, she looks awkward and unsettled by the whole prank - regardless of the fact that she was the one who saw it on her social media feed and suggested that you two do it.
“Hm?” Tanjiro prompts.
She blinks and shrugs, a half-hearted answer of someone who doesn’t feel like their words can do them justice in the present situation.
Tanjiro’s brows furrow at that. “Aside from the hours she spent pushing you out of her body, your mother is the one making sure that the money I bring in goes towards every hot meal you eat and each warm blanket you use. She is the one utilising my money to make sure that everyone in this household is happy and needs for nothing.”
She nods, still not able to articulate herself from the tension weighing her down.
“Do you think your reaction was appropriate, then? Considering your mother’s care and effort in everything she does for us - for you?”
She shakes her head. “No, dad. I’m sorry.”
Tanjiro mimics her movement and glances at her, then you pointedly.
She takes the hint and turns to you again. “I’m sorry, mom. I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that.”
“It’s alright,” you say calmly, smiling. “It’s just a prank, after all.”
Tanjiro makes a choked sound. “What?”
“Yeah,” you and your daughter say simultaneously.
He sighs and pulls his glasses off, placing them on the coffee table. The sparkle in his eye returns and he huffs out a laugh at your giddy expression.
────────────────── hashibara inosuke
"Shut up, mom!"
Inosuke whips around to face the source of the voice, his expression a mix of confusion and anger. His daughter is staring straight at him, a challenging look in her eyes - a reflection of her father's.
"Hah? What did you say?"
Glancing at your husband, you feign dejection and sigh heavily. "This is what I get for trying, I guess," you mumble, inhaling through your nose to snuff out the laugh in your throat.
Inosuke shakes his head. "Nah, you listen to me," he grunts, pointing a finger at his own daughter. "That crap isn't allowed here. You get me? What, you think your mom asks you to do things just to be a pain in the ass?"
Pursing her lips, your daughter nods.
Inosuke laughs at that, incredulously. "Have you lost it, kid?"
When she doesn't respond, he grabs her shoulders and pushes her (gently, mind you) upstairs, towards her bedroom. You take care to follow after them discreetly, softening your steps even as you walk on the plush carpets. If your life was more novel, your ears would have already perked up like a bunny's at Inosuke's disciplinary tone.
"I'm talking to you here because I can't be angry at you without your mother hitting me," he says plainly, standing before his daughter who is sat on the edge of her bed.
She snorts out a laugh, failing to catch herself. Inosuke grunts and bends down so that he is eye-level with her.
"If I hear you speak that way again - especially to my wife - you're not getting food for a month."
She gapes at that. "Wha—c'mon! It's not that serious!"
"What?" he practically shouts.
"Nevermind, you're completely right," she mumbles, quick to avert her gaze and be completely conformist. "Sorry, dad. I won't do it again."
He eyes her carefully, raising a brow when she stares at him. It goes like that for about thirty seconds before he nods his head and awkwardly points towards her bedroom door. "Uh, that's all. Apologise to your mother."
The door swings open. She looks over her shoulder and yells, "it's a prank!" before darting out the room and rushing downstairs, giggling like a child.
You sigh, laughing under your breath. Inosuke stands frozen, as if slapped. He has that dumbfounded look on his face that makes your breathy laugh turn loud.
"Were you eavesdropping, woman?"
"Obviously."
"Damn you."
────────────────── agatsuma zenitsu
After asking him to clean his room, your son yells, "shut up, mom!" It is after he yells that does Zenitsu finally sit up straight on the couch, his ears twitching in sync with his right eye.
"Did he just...?" he mutters, turning to you as if to confirm whether or not you heard the same. You nod, resting your chin on your palm.
"Unfortunately. Seems he needs to be dealt with, hm?"
Zenitsu locks in. His wife just got disrespected and she's clearly upset. He must step up and defend her honour, even against his own son.
He stomps over to the teenager and crowds his space, raising a brow. When he says nothing, his son glances at you. "Did you... need something, dad?" he asks quietly, awkwardly.
Zenitsu grabs him by the ear and brings him closer, his breath hot against the side of his face. "If you ever talk to her like that again, I'm going to cut your balls off."
"W-what?"
He gets all up in his face then, grip still tight on the boy's ear. "Did I stutter, boy?"
Said boy shakes his head. "No, sir. You've made yourself very c-clear."
You move forward and nod, satisfied with Zenitsu's reaction. But just when you're about to tell him it's a prank, he grabs your son by his head and turns him to you. The younger man yelps in surprise, startled by the subtle pain in his neck at the forceful movement.
"Apologise."
"I was going to—"
"Ah!" he cuts him off. "Nothing but an apology."
Your son smiles sheepishly. "Sorry, mom."
With a devilish grin, you pull your son out of his father's tight grip and pet his hair. "How many times do you think he's going to fall for these?" you ask the teen, seeing his eyes sparkle with mischief reflecting yours.
"Fall for what?" Zenitsu looks between the two of you, now rather unsettled by your sudden companionship.
You ignore him and walk back into the kitchen with your son in tow. "Hot chocolate?" you suggest, to which he nods eagerly.
"Wha—honey! What did you mean by that? Am I missing something?"
Ignored - again. He only finds out about it all the next morning.
────────────────── douma
Douma's smile was always plastered on, sometimes toothy, other times flat and unamused. Whatever its condition, it was deceptive. To you, not so much anymore. You'd had trouble decoding him initially, wondering if the man you were in love with was to remain an enigma, but you gradually found bits and pieces of him to memorise.
That comforted you - knowing your husband a little better than anyone else did. You had a right to!
'Anyone else' was unfortunately inclusive of your son. He was your pride and joy, and while he had an amazing relationship with his father, he tended to confide in you when needing a straight answer that wasn't glossed over with subtle threats and almost menacing humour.
The best way about this was to not leave your son's side, even when he yelled, "shut up, mom!" He falls silent then and waits for something - anything - to happen.
A few silent seconds pass and you're almost encouraged to ease the tension in your body. Only when you exhale on the sixth second does Douma suddenly flicker into existence before you. That freaky teleportation of his was enough to knock your son's heart back into his throat.
"Is that a protective stance?" he asks you, laughing softly at the way you and your son stand side-by-side, arms pressed together. Douma strokes a hand down your hair. "Silly girl. Why are you protecting him? Do you know what I'm going to do to him?"
You deadpan. "Nothing, even if I weren't right here."
Your husband exhales through his nose, then his eyes dart towards his son. His sweet son, the boy who looked too much like him and too little like you; the boy who was too much like him in nature and so unlike you with your warmth and harmless sarcasm.
"If that is what you dream, my sweet," Douma coos at you, "then I shall tell you, here, what I am going to do."
You stare at him, unflinching, so ready to laugh at how seriously your husband is taking this. Your son, on the other hand, is about to wet his pants.
"Those eyes that he so graciously took from me will be popped out, but as I do not look to upset you, I shall only take one. I will allow him to have an eyeball to shed his tears, and so that you may watch as he does,” he says calmly. “That is the extent of my mercy today.”
“Douma,” you say lowly, warningly.
“Oh, do not fret,” he sighs, reaching a hand up to pat his son’s head tenderly, claws scratching against the boy’s scalp ever so slightly. The younger man has to resist the urge to flinch. “I know this is another one of your little jokes.”
“Wha—” you sputter. “How?”
He practically giggles and kisses the back of your hand almost reverently, looking up at you with unrestrained adoration. He doesn’t answer you, but he doesn’t need to. You know how he is, what he’s like. He’s aware of threats before they’re made, whether serious or lighthearted. You’re just glad he managed to pick up on this one and not be blinded by the rage simmering in his chest.
“Do not attempt such foolishness again,” he growls, lips still brushing against your skin but curled as he addresses his son. “Not at the expense of my wife.”
────────────────── kokushibo
So you were scared, to say the least. To execute this meant you had to be on edge the entire time, ready to call it off if things got overwhelming or, quite frankly, fatal. You were more terrified to do this than your son was - he was giddy on the idea that he could enrage his father. Why, you had no real understanding of. You had never suffered the consequences of angering or frustrating him that left the bedroom.
“Sweetie, can you—”
“Shut up, mom!”
You deadpan, turning to your son and lowering your voice into a whisper. “I didn’t even get to finish my line,” you mutter, smacking his arm lightly.
He grins. “He just needs to hear mine for this to work, mom,” he whispers back.
The two of you are out in the garden, tending to the flowers and taking pictures to send to friends and family, when you see a shadow cast over the flowerbed your son is observing. Before he can turn around, a familiar hand grabs the back of his neck and squeezes tightly, using the leverage to pull him up from his knees and to his feet. The teenager coughs and sputters at the sudden pressure.
“Michikatsu!” you gasp, brows furrowed. You launch to your feet and grab your husband’s arm, tugging him away from your son. “Unhand him!”
“It is a shame this boy has not truly taken to being humourous,” Kokushibo says, voice a low timbre in his throat. “This disrespect will not be tolerated.”
When you open your mouth to intervene, your son shakes his head and smiles at you - a wordless “it’s alright. I can handle this.”
“I didn’t—ow—mean it disrespectfully, dad,” he rasps, lightly slapping his father’s hands.
“So you lack sense, too,” the man growls, tightening his grip but turning the boy to face him fully. The teenager swallows thickly at the murderous glint in his father’s eyes. “You are my blood, but I have shed that of my own,” he warns. “You are not exempt from my wrath, boy.”
“I know, dad.”
“You know? I highly doubt that.”
“Michikatsu,” you repeat, now digging your nails into his thick arm. “Release him at once!”
This time, he heeds your command - albeit reluctantly. His mouth twitches when you smack his chest rather roughly. “You will not threaten our son!”
His canines flash when his lip curls up further, making your heart race. “He will not be allowed to speak to you with such insolence. I shall deal with him—”
“It’s a prank,” your son announces, holding his hands up. “Mom can attest to that.”
You huff, frustrated at his eagerness, but nod nonetheless. “We were just trying to test your reaction, dear.”
Kokushibo turns to you then, his thumb urging your chin up so that you may look up at him. “Truly?”
When you nod, he pulls you into his arms carefully, as if handling a porcelain doll. You instinctively relax in his embrace, your head resting on his chest and your arms wrapping around his torso. He doesn’t utter a word, content to hold you and ignore his son’s presence entirely. He is not a heartless man, but in this instance, he will pay no mind to the boy. He wants his wife and only her, preferably in his arms and away from the childish antics of the little devil he calls his son.
────────────────── gyutaro
It doesn’t last long, pranking Gyutaro. It never does. You don’t anticipate that this attempt will be any different.
The moment your daughter yells out the words “shut up,” directed at you, you know to focus and rapidly become aware of your husband walking into the bedroom, his eyes twitching and his nails digging into the skin on his neck.
“Haaah?” he snarls, approaching the two of you with a curious glint in his eye. “Did you finally cough out your last brain cell?”
Your daughter’s jaw drops at that, offended but not truly hurt - only startled by her father’s audacity.
He stalks closer, approaching you first. You smile weakly and grip his arm carefully, rubbing your thumb along the protruding veins. He’s not amused, but there’s a softer sparkle in his gaze as opposed to the initial vengeful glint. You fail to stop your heart from fluttering when he leans over, bony figure hunched over, and kisses your forehead.
More than that, he doesn’t indulge in.
One of his hands whip up and grabs his daughter’s jaw, a movement quicker than you can keep up with. By the time you register what he’s doing, Gyutaro has already placed his thumb on her top front teeth and began applying pressure. She tenses at the threat.
“Shall I use your own teeth to cut your tongue out?” he offers, as if proposing an alternative alongside it.
“Gyutaro!” you startle, landing a death-grip on his wrist and pulling his hand away. “Are you out of your mind?”
“Is she high?” he rasps, pointing in the general direction of your daughter.
“She’s pranking you. And even if you weren’t, you don’t threaten to cut out her tongue!”
He grunts and turns his head, averting his gaze. “Whatever.”
You sigh and kiss your daughter’s cheek apologetically, ushering her out the room before he decides to give her a stern talking-to instead. Only when the two of you are alone does he move closer and rest his chin on the top of your head, his lips pursed into something that resembles a pout.
“You’re annoying.”
“You’re too protective.”
“One is better than the other,” he mumbles.
You poke him in his ribs and he flinches like an unsettled cat.
────────────────── akaza
“Shut up, mom!” your daughter groans. There was no need to yell, Akaza was in the same room as the two of you. Even if he weren’t, he didn’t need to strain his senses to hear this particular retort.
You hear the beads of his accessories rattle before his breathing, all before you even manage to see him. He appears behind you, trailing a hand down to caress the base of your neck, his thumb stroking the sensitive skin there. His blood heats for a reason aside from anger when your breath hitches, even more so when your lips part as he kisses you.
Your daughter knows to avert her gaze - not because you forbid her from seeing her parents be affectionate. She does it for herself. She doesn’t want to see her parents devouring each other’s faces a few inches away from her.
Except the kiss doesn’t last long and Akaza moves on. He stands behind his daughter now, his eyes darkened but not unkind. When the tension in her shoulders alerts him that she has acknowledged his presence behind her, he rounds the couch and stands in front of her instead.
“D/n. Apologise.”
This is the reaction you expected from him. If there was one thing Akaza wouldn’t do, it was raise his voice or hand at the women in his life. That, you were grateful for, but it didn’t mean you weren’t curious to know if there was raw rage rising in his chest.
“Sorry, mom,” she mumbles.
He nods, satisfied, and that’s all it takes for him to calm down.
You grin at him, so infatuated with the tenderness reserved for those he deemed worthy.
He catches sight of your expression and raises a brow, amused by your unprompted grin. “What is it?”
"You're so protective. It's cute."
He blushes deeply and squeezes his eyes shut in an attempt to control his flustered expression. "It's my job."
"You're cute while doing it."
Instead of leaving the room entirely to cool his face down and calm his racing pulse, he lays his head in your lap and twists his lips oddly to stop his smile.
You never tell him that it was a prank. You want to let him think that he successfully defended you because it fuels him to do it more.
Genre/Warnings: Fluff, NSFW Themes (MDNI). ⚠️All Characters are Aged Up⚠️
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Tanjiro Kamado – The Respectful One
You told Tanjiro about the ban with a serious expression, and his face immediately softened. “Ah… I see. You must have a reason,” he said gently, rubbing the back of his neck. Half because he felt flustered by the topic and half in embarrassment-his own embarrassment in realizing how this ban would be devastating to hom due to how much he wants you all the time.
Tanjiro respected you so much it almost hurt. He never pressed, never complained the next couple of days, though his lingering glances and the way he swallowed hard whenever you touched him gave him away. He almost seemed to hold his breath around you, as if worried that your scent alone would have him break.
Lying side by side one night, he shifted closer but didn’t cross the line.
“I’ll wait as long as you need,” he whispered, voice full of sincerity. “But… please don’t be upset if I look at you like I can’t breathe without you. Because that’s how I feel.” and with that, you crumbled. How could you deny such a respectful and loving man?
Out of everyone, he lasted - painfully long - but every brush of your fingers had him clenching his jaw, fighting back need with pure willpower.
Zenitsu Agatsuma – The Needy One
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO?!” Zenitsu practically wailed, collapsing to his knees the moment you said it. He was prepared to beg till you took it back. He didn't care if he looked pathetic- your touch is what drove him to even function on a daily basis. “Y/n, you’re going to kill me! Do you want me to suffer?!”
The first night of the ban, he clung to your waist like a koala. You were doing the ban for fun, and seeing him break so easily was entertaining.
“You don’t understand, I’ll die! My heart-it’s already breaking-look, look it’s pounding out of my chest!” He pressed your hand to his chest for proof, face red and desperate.
You nudge him off gently with your teasing smile, and he groaned dramatically. “Fine! Fine, I’ll respect it. But just know… if I explode from holding back, it’s your fault!”
Spoiler: he didn’t last even two days before begging enough to make you crumble.
Kyojuro Rengoku – The Honorable Challenger
When you announced the ban, Rengoku slammed his hands on the table and exclaimed: “VERY WELL! If that is your wish, Y/n, I SHALL ENDURE!”. He announced with a bright smile, catching you off guard. He didn't seem the least bit discouraged or bummed out. With his bright grin he promised to abide by the ban.
And he did - loudly, with speeches about perseverance, honor, and “testing the flames of his resolve.” He wore his struggle like a badge, determined to last longer than anyone else could.
But when he thought you were asleep, his voice dropped, a rare softness escaping him. He would press against your back, inhaling your scent as if that was enough sustenance for the meantime.
“Still… it is so difficult not to touch what I love most.” His large hand hovered over your waist, trembling with restraint.
He lasted a long time, but every second was a battle he fought with fiery intensity. And when you lifted the ban, he was handsomely rewarded for his efforts!
Giyuu Tomioka – The Quietly Suffering One
He stiffened once you explained the ban, it sounded like a ban specifically designed and curated to tortoise him, he noted. Giyuu didn’t argue. He simply nodded when you told him, eyes unreadable.
“Alright,” he said flatly, though his ears betrayed a faint pink. He always had a shyness towards the intimate parts of your relationship with him, the topics would get a raise out of him. And now he worries about how it’ll be like to be deprived of such acts.
At first, you thought he didn’t care. But the silence between you at night grew heavy and charged with tension. When you brushed his hand accidentally, his breath hitched so sharply it startled you.
“You make this… difficult,” he admitted quietly one evening, staring at the floor. “But… I don’t want to disrespect you.”
He lasted the longest - painfully quiet, restraining himself to the point of agony - but when the ban ended, the floodgates opened in ways you didn’t expect from him.
Sanemi Shinazugawa – The Testy One
He stopped his training the moment the words came out of your mouth, the dummy hanging by a thread at his brutal regime from earlier. “The hell do you mean, a ban?” Sanemi’s voice was sharp, his scarred brow furrowing. “You think you can just cut me off like that?”
After explaining how you wanted to focus on your own training and needed radio silence for a bit, he reluctantly agreed. However, the glare he threw your way was a strong indication he wasn't going to like it one bit.
He was aggressive about it, not because he didn’t care, but because the frustration burned him alive. He paced, snapped, slammed doors - all thinly veiled reactions to being denied. The other corp members actively avoided him- not that they didn't before- but more so now. No one could breathe near him due to his pent up tension.
One night, he pinned you against the wall after you came back from late night training, lips hovering over yours. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he growled. “Watching me go crazy.”
You only smirked, the rush of seeing such a strong and prideful man crumble was indeed fun to watch, and he cursed under his breath pulling away before he broke the rule.
He lasted… barely. And only because he didn’t want to give you the satisfaction of seeing him crack first.
Obanai Iguro – The One Who Turns It Into a Game
You found him perched on a tree trunk in the middle of his estate as he watched Rengoku and Muichiro spar not too far away. You approach him with a soft smile-a stark contrast to the heavy words you were about to drop on the unsuspecting Hashira. Obanai tilted his head when you announced the ban, mismatched eyes glinting.
“Interesting. So it’s a test of will, then?” You flush, you hadn't expected him to take it so…easily or lightly. You wanted to prank him, but he took your word for it immediately.
Unlike the others, he didn’t complain. Instead, he played it like a game - brushing your skin purposely during meetings, leaning close enough to make your breath hitch when training with you and even whispering filthy things he wanted to do to you. Just to watch you flinch and squirm during Hashira dinners.
“Who will break first?” he murmured one night, voice a silken tease. “You… or me?”
He made it competitive, but his self-control was ironclad. He lasted longer than you expected, and he wore his victory with a smug curl of his lips when you finally gave in first.
Akaza – The Aggressively Needy One
You fiddle nervously as you look for Akaza within the infinity castle, none of the demons were helpful with your search and soon enough Akaza appears in front of you. Saying he smelt and heard your erratic heartbeat. Inhaling deeply you finally tell him what's on your mind.
Akaza blinked at you when you explained the ban. Then he laughed - sharp, incredulous- as if in disbelief that you'd want such a thing.
“You think you can ban me?” His grin widened, fangs flashing. Despite his words, Akaza truly meant it with sincerity. If you didn't want him for a period of time, he would respect it. Treat it as an oath even.
But despite his bravado, Akaza’s need bled through quickly. He crowded you and followed you more often than before, pressed you against walls just to get a close up of your scent, kissed down your neck but never crossed the line.
“Say it’s over. End this stupid rule, please my love…I wont touch you unless you give me your permission” he borderline-whined into your ear.
He lasted longer than Sanemi, but not by much. His impatience made him restless, and every second without you gnawed at him like a fight he couldn’t win.
Douma – The Playful Manipulator
You are seated by his side like a showpiece meant to be admired as his followers came in with their requests and praises for their lord. Once the last member left, you turn to him and speak what's on your mind.
Douma clapped his hands when you announced the ban, eyes sparkling with amusement as you explained your reason and rules.
“Oooh, how fun! A little game of denial~! You’re so adorable when you try to act strict my Treasure~”
The next couple of days were hell as he became a grade A menace. He teased you relentlessly, brushing your hair back during meetings in front of everyone, tracing your lips with his thumb whenever he wanted to-even in front of an annoyed Lord Muzan, pressing his body close just to watch you squirm.
“Y/n, you’re trembling… is it because you miss me?” he purred, feigning innocence.
For him, the ban wasn’t torture - it was entertainment. He made it about you, constantly trying to lure you into breaking your own rules.He lasted, technically… but only because he was having too much fun watching you unravel.
Muzan Kibutsuji – The One Who Cannot Be Denied
You felt your heart drop the moment the words left your lips, Muzan’s eyes narrowed dangerously as he stared into your soul. The vial of blood he was in the middle of inspecting cracked. Not under his grip, but by the sheer intensity of his aura suffocating the room.
“A ban? I can't touch you at all..” His voice was low and venomous. “You think you can deny me?” Muzan was ready to reprimand you, scold you for taking the only thing that made him feel ... .almost human at times. The human contact he craved. But as he saw you tremble, he immediately backed off and promised to follow through.
He had no patience for it. His touch grew possessive as he sought you out. The Demon King went out of his way to cancel meetings and skip killings (his meals) just to get a whiff of you in a close proximity. His presence is oppressive. He hovered constantly, testing your limits.
“You’re mine,” he murmured darkly against your skin. “Every part of you. I’m not a patient man, Y/n….”
Respect wasn’t in his nature - he was testy, demanding, and made it clear he wouldn’t tolerate being denied for long. You quickly realized that with Muzan, the ban was doomed to fail.
it was exactly 1:03 am when your careful movements had screeched to an abrupt halt, and you swear your heart nearly lurched out of the confines of your chest as a large shadow loomed over you.
you instantly whipped around, mouth stuffed with food, slightly backing up against the refrigerator and glancing up at the man you call your husband— who was solely responsible for the jumpscare.
for a moment, you just stared at him with wide eyes, and he simply stared back. no words exchanged, the peaceful silence of the night replaced by the thumping of your own heartbeat being the only sound. you hastily swallow your food.
"you scared me!" you whisper-shouted, your hand flying up to press against your chest where your heart was still racing erratically.
finally, his expression shifted— his lips curving into a small, sheepish smile; lightly ruffling the back of his hair as he took a small step back.
"... sorry, i didn't mean to scare you."
his voice was thick with sleep, a touch deeper than usual.
your expression softened, the fright from earlier easing up as you gently closed the refrigerator behind you, now the only illumination in the kitchen being the soft golden hued dim light.
"it's fine," you chuckle softly. "my bad, did i wake you up when i got up?"
you did, yes. was that a bad thing? hardly. your husband was just simply too used to having you in his arms as you both slept, safe and sound within his snug and comforting embrace. he always seemed to stir awake whenever he felt you moving away from his arms, just as he did earlier.
he assumed that maybe you had some business to finish in the bathroom, or that you had simply gotten up to fetch yourself a cool glass of water. so when 10 minutes passed with no sign of you coming back to bed, naturally, he was starting to feel the worry creep in. he was a man on a mission to find his wife and bring her back right where she belongs— in his arms, of course.
and now, here he was.
"it's not a big deal," he shook his head. "were you hungry?"
"uhh..."
"want me to make you something?"
"no, no! it's okay, i just woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep for some reason." you finally said, although warmth bloomed in your chest at the way your husband was willing to cook for you in the dead of the night just because his beloved wife had a small craving.
he nodded his head in understanding, the remnants of sleep in his eyes slowly beginning to fade away. you moved away from the refrigerator to walk towards the counter, bringing a glass forward. just before you could reach for the jug, you stilled.
in 2 strides, he had closed the distance. he was standing right behind you now, his broader frame hovering over you— the solidness of his chest almost pressing against your back, as he, too, reached for his glass, while his other hand absentmindedly came up to rest on your waist. your heart skipped a beat at the sudden proximity.
... not that you were complaining.
before you knew it, he was already bringing the glass to his lips. your gaze darted down at your own glass which he had also filled while he was at it.
"well, someone's quiet."
now you were pretty sure he was doing this on purpose now. his hand? still on your waist, his thumb drawing small, featherlight circles over your skin. and the man himself? still standing right behind you, the warmth of his body intertwining with yours.
you could very clearly hear the smirk in his voice.
you huffed, ignoring the way your cheeks warmed up as you gulped down your water.
"you're being awfully flirty for someone who just got up from bed," you shot, finally turning around to face him. and the moment you did? his face was close. too close.
"what, i can't flirt with my own wife whenever i please now?" he raised an eyebrow, leaning down just slightly— his nose lightly brushing against yours in a ticklish, teasing gesture.
you rolled your eyes in response, yet you couldn't help the smile spreading across your lips. you merely hummed, your hands sliding up to wrap around his neck, tugging him down towards you just slightly, and he leaned down instinctively. you placed a soft, fleeting peck on his lips, watching the way his playful expression softened. both of his arms had already found their way towards your waist, gentle and steady.
"give me another kiss, pretty. preferably one that lasts longer."
you giggled, slightly shaking your head. greedy. you reached up again, your lips claiming his in a sweet kiss, slow and unhurried. and he returned the kiss in no less than a second, each movement of his lips against yours speaking like a soft confession of his unwavering love and devotion for you. he pulled you closer towards him, his hold on you tightening— but not uncomfortably. you instantly melted into him, nails gently grazing his scalp.
his lips tilted into the faintest smile in-between the kiss.
you immediately felt it, and smiled too.
that, in turn, made him smile a tad bit wider.
after a moment, you pulled away, lips slightly parted. a soft yet undeniably lovesick smile was present on both of your faces, and the way you two gazed into each other's eyes said more than what words could at that moment.
wordlessly, he began gently swaying with you still between his arms, guiding you into a slow dance. a surprised laugh left your lips, and to him, that itself was the melody for the impromptu dance— your steady breaths mingling with his, shared laughter, stolen kisses and hushed confessions.
perhaps getting caught in the kitchen past midnight wasn't so bad after all.
Gender neutral, not solely angst, bc you guys make up
So technically, angst with comfort... I think
𖤛 TANJIRO
He notices you flinched before you even realize you flinched, and like, he lowers his voice instantly, "I didn't mean to make you scared, I'm really sorry."
He's so sad, like he wants to make it up to you. So bad.
𖤛 ZENITSU
He sees you flinch, and almost immediately, he panics, "Wait, no, no, no, I'm not mad!!" Like he was upset, but now he just feels bad and wants to reassure you.
"You're not scared of me, right?" He'll apologize a million times, dude.
𖤛 INOSUKE
He was probably yelling a bit louder than usual, yk, and he stops instantly and looks at you. "Oh, did I scare you?" And he actually lowers his voice for once.
He tries to comfort you, butttt he makes a note to not be that loud around you anymore.
𖤛 GIYUU
The moment you flinch, his expression drops a bit, and he just shuts up. He doesn't really know what to do, so he backs up a bit to give you space.
"Sorry, I don't want to be someone you fear." He won't really touch you unless you move to him first.
𖤛RENGOKU
He freezes up before looking to you with a gentle look. Then he lowers his voice when he talks to you, "Forgive me; that was unnecessary of me."
He'll only comfort you physically if you let him since he doesn't want to make you scared again.
𖤛 TENGEN
His attitude disappears when he sees you flinch, and he tries to calm himself down before addressing you again. "...I'm sorry, that was really rude of me."
He doesn't keep arguing with you, though, he just tries to calm both of you down
𖤛 SHINOBU
She just freezes mid-sentence before her eyes soften immediately. She's not very used to people flinching at her voice, but she touches your shoulder gently.
"I'm not here to hurt you, I'm sorry if I sounded harsh." And she'll just sit with you until you want to talk.
𖤛 GYOMEI
Idkkk, I can't see him yelling at you... So let's just say you're scared of loud noises, like thunder. Anyways, he sits beside you and talks to you gently.
"There's no danger; I am here." And he means it, of course; he'll always protect you.
𖤛 SANEMI
He's yelling because, I mean, it's Sanemi, but then when he sees you flinch, he shuts up like someone forcibly cut his voice off. And he feels bad. Like, really bad.
"... I wasn't going to touch you." And he turns his head away from you. He feels ashamed the rest of the day.
𖤛 GENYA
He flinches with you because he's on edge from arguing too. When he realizes you're flinching because he's yelling, he lowers his voice and tries to calm down.
"I didn't mean, I wasn't, I mean—" he's a bit lost for words, "I'm never going to hurt you. You know that, right?" He's, like, scared that you thought he would.
𖤛 MITSURI
It genuinely breaks her heart to see you flinch because of her. She rushes to you and wants to hug you but then realizes you probably don't want to be touched.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!!" She reallyyy would like to hug you but won't until you say she can
𖤛 OBANAI
You flinch, and he gets confused by why you're flinching before he reminds himself he was just yelling at you, to which he shuts up. And he moves back a bit to give you space.
"I didn't mean to raise my voice at you." He genuinely feels so bad that he even scared you.
𖤛 MUICHIRO
You flinch, and like, all of his irritation just disappears. And he tries his head and blinks at you, "...did that scare you?" He sits beside you after, not exactly touching you, but giving you the chance to if you want.
He feels bad, so much so, he spends the rest of his week trying to make it up to her.
DEMONS
✬ AKAZA
He freezes up just a bit. He hates the idea of frightening you, someone he cares about at that. His voice also drops instantly to a softer tone
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle or scare you," he tries to speak low so that he doesn't scare you.
✬ DOUMA
He stops and tilts his head slightly at you, as if he's trying to see if you really did just flinch because of him or something else. "Oh... you're scared? Of me?"
He cups your face gently and actually lowers his voice when he speaks to you.
✬ ENMU
He sees you flinch, and he tilts his head at the sight. He's trying to figure out how to approach you really, since you seem to be scared of his tone. "Oh... Did I startle you?"
He keeps his voice lowered around you since he doesn't want to scare you again.
✬ GYUTARO
He sees you flinch, and at first he ignores it before it actually clicks that you were flinching because of him and he shut up instantly and sits down
"I'm not... Gonna hurt ya, ya know?" He looks upset with himself that he even raised his voice at you to begin with.
✬ KOKUSHIBOU
You flinch, and his eyes scan you before he sighs, not because of you but so he can calm himself down so he doesn't scare you again. He doesn't like that thought of scaring you.
"I let myself speak too harshly. I will be more mindful." He looks away, actually ashamed of his own self for once.
✬ MUZAN
You flinch at his tone, and he just goes scarily calm and just looks at you. "Did I frighten you?" And it's an actual question; he lowers his voice a bit at that.
"I'll reframe from raising my voice with you. "For you, he means it, ofc. <3
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✬ YORIICHI
I can't see him yelling at you, ngl, so you just got scared of something loud going off suddenly. But, anyways, he reacts instantly and moves to your side.
"You're safe, it's okay," and he stays beside you in case you want physical touch then. Even if you don't, he'll just sit with you.
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bf!tanjiro who always presses soft kisses to your forehead for absolutely no reason. you could just be sitting near him, staring off into space.
he'll lean over with a kind smile and move the hair away from your forehead before pressing a kiss to it. then when you look at him flustered, he will tilt his head like what he did was normal.
bf!tanjiro who casually does acts of service. maybe it's due to how he was raised, but he just does things without even thinking.
he'll tuck your hair behind your ear when it gets in the way while you're eating, put his haori around you when you shiver even a little bit, and pay for your meals without even blinking.
bf!tanjiro who somehow lights up even more when he notices you. he's already so bright, literally the sun incarnate, yet its like he shines even more when he sees you in his vicinity.
and no matter what he's doing, he'll rush over to you like you haven't seen each other in eons.
bf!tanjiro who always wants to be near you. whenever you're around it's like hes glued to you. it's not even like he's touching you either, he is just constantly standing near you.
even during training! you'll be on the other side of the room and he will slowly but surely inch himself over to you until you both are standing 5 centimeters away from eachother.
bf!tanjiro who is the perfect boyfriend. he's so cute, so respectful, so accepting...everything a partner could ask for.
