#:;obanai.iguro

[maaarshieee]

⎯⎯ ୨ 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 ୧ ⎯⎯

➢ Gɪʏᴜᴜ Tᴏᴍɪᴏᴋᴀ, Kʏᴏᴊᴜʀᴏ Rᴇɴɢᴏᴋᴜ, Mᴜɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ Tᴏᴋɪᴛᴏ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ), Mɪᴛsᴜʀɪ Kᴀɴᴊᴏʀɪ, Oʙᴀɴᴀɪ Iɢᴜʀᴏ, Sᴀɴᴇᴍɪ Sʜɪɴᴀᴢᴜɢᴀᴡᴀ, Sʜɪɴᴏʙᴜ Kᴏᴄʜᴏ & Tᴇɴɢᴇɴ Uᴢᴜɪ x M!Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➢ Mᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

a/n - i dont feel good so i decided to cope with writing. writing for csm now too because everyone is so fucking horny. you do you obvs but i dont like how when i check tags and literally all nsfw,, anyways titled "quite the opposite" hope you like this collection of drabbles. i don't prohibit fem aligned accs interaction just... don't fetishize mlm relationships. listened to eric cartman's ver of poker face while writing. good music.

↬ cw: canon typical angst (slight, mostly just fluff), injuries, reader's a bit older around late 20's.

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Everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps knew about him. Known as "The Hashira who refused to retire", he worked for Kagaya Ubuyashiki for twelve years. Famous for defeating a vast number of Lowermoon demons, as well as clashing against Uppermoon demons more than once. And every time he did, he always came back alive. He watched the downfall of multiple slayers and hashiras alike, survived unreal horrors for almost a decade, and yet he persisted in continuing his job. Despite the multiple scars that littered his body, severed arm, and blind eye, he remained one of the strongest Hashira ever to exist.

People assumed his distant and quiet attitude was due to his experience as a Hashira. He was strict and terrifying when training slayers and was rather uptight and dismissive when it comes to casual conversations. Either way, he's always so respectful and polite to his peers. So, more often than not, curious slayers ask his significant other; "How do you even get along with him?" They'd always tell them how he's quite the opposite...

Just, how so?

Giyuu never expected this when he got himself into a relationship with him. He was literally quite the opposite of how Shinobu described him.

The moment Giyuu give him the clear to be physically affectionate to him, he was quite literally all over him. His hand loves to roam his skin whenever he's close to him. It starts from caressing his cheek, tracing down to his jawline, then to his neck while giving it small, loving kisses, then to his chest. He always has a hand on Giyuu, no matter where they are.

On missions, at their shared estate, or casually walking outside, his hand is either on his shoulder, the small of his back, or holding his. Giyuu also didn't take him to be the clingy type.

"...We have to get up, dear..." Giyuu sighed for the nth time that morning, wriggling from his grasp. For a man with only one arm left, Giyuu struggled to get out of his hold. "We have work to do..." Yet, despite his words, his own arms clung around him, gripping his kimono and burying his face against his chest.

Letting out a small yawn, he just rested his chin on top of his head, his voice making his chest rumble lightly. "5 more minutes..." He responded, half asleep. Giyuu sighed once more, his hand playing with his hair. "You said that 30 minutes ago..."

He blinked, a little more awake, but proceeded to close his eyes and ignore the sunlight that was seeping into their room. "Well, how come you haven't pushed me off?" He teased, a small smile etching his features, "You're a lot stronger than this."

Giyuu sighed against his skin, embarrassed. It only earned a small chuckle from him.

No one has made him feel so treasured in his life before. He was so loving, understanding, and patient with him. He wasn't exactly talkative, but he always talks to Giyuu, especially behind closed doors. From stories about when he was a fresh slayer, how his day has been, or nothing of relevance at all, Giyuu always listens.

Because he talks to him, spends time with him, cares for him, and loves him. Waking up in the morning wasn't a chore anymore when he has him by his side. Even during his darkest times, when he cried and felt like he didn't deserve to be alive, he would always stay by his side. Holding him, whispering sweet nothings in his ear as he comforted him.

Giyuu has never been so vulnerable in front of someone.

"Let's stay like this for a little bit," He says, pressing kisses against his forehead. Giyuu could only let out a grunt, pulling him closer. His face flushed when he heard him let out a small laugh, pulling the blanket back up to cover them.

"I'll take that as a yes?"

"...Let's just tell Oyakata-sama you're aging."

"Wh- I'm not that old!" He huffed humorously, shaking his head. He doesn't miss the small, pretty smile on Giyuu's lips.

"You should quit drinking, Rengoku-san."

"You should retire," Shinjuro shot back, taking a swig of his sake. "You look horrible compared to the last time I saw you." Anyone who could see this interaction between the ex-coworkers, people would assume he would take offense to Shinjuro's words, but all he did was let out a wholehearted laugh, slapping his knee.

As it turns out, the two of them knew each other quite well. It was the first time in years since Kyojuro and Senjuro see a small glimmer of life in their father's eyes. Shinjuro huffed, pouring his guest a cup of sake. He seemed more sober than usual, which surprised the brothers. "Just because I quit didn't mean you can get with my son,"

Kyojuro flushed when his father mentioned that, coughing on his fist and instead focused on eating his dinner. Kyojuro could feel his sudden wave of nervousness beside him, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "That wasn't my intention... It just happened, I suppose."

"Don't give me that bullshit!" Shinjuro slammed his fist against the table, making the brothers flinch but all he did was smile, patting the retired Hashira's back whilst he discreetly passed the sake to Senjuro to hide it. Oh, he was definitely drunk now, so he took action. "Now now, I swear it wasn't. How about you get some rest for tonight?"

He shot Kyojuro a look of reassurance before leading Shinjuro to his room, letting the man grumble at you while you continued to softly speak to him, carrying his weight.

That was quite the opposite of what he expected how his first dinner with his family, with him, included. Kyojuro expected indifference from his father, especially when they were ex-coworkers. He expected him to be distant, or uncomfortable throughout the whole dinner.

He was nothing but helpful. He got along with Senjuro so well, despite meeting for the first time. The boy was intimidated at first, never seeing a man as scarred and tall as him, but when he offered to help in the kitchen? Senjuro grew comfortable around him almost instantly. He was very careful in the kitchen, aware of his size and Senjuro, plus his cooking was really good so the young boy learned a lot from the veteran cook.

All the while, Kyojuro just fell harder for him. He didn't expect him to be so affectionate when they first got into a relationship, maybe even more than him. But seeing him get along with his family so well? It made a warm feeling blossom in his chest, a wide grin on his face.

Kyojuro could see how much he cares for all of them. Helping Senjuro with his chores, talking to Shinjuro as if the two of them were equals, and loving Kyojuro despite everything. He has never seen his family like this in a long time, and he just knows he would be just fantastic once they make their own family.

"Thinking about it again?" He mumbled, pressing a small kiss on Kyojuro's temple. He couldn't deny it, face flushing and laughing lightly. He could always tell what was going through his head.

"Of course! You'd made a good father, it's just in your nature!" It was his turn to get flustered, not meeting his eyes but keeping his hand on his cheek, caressing it.

Kyojuro's heart stuttered when he saw his expression and was about to refute his previous statement, but stopped himself when he pressed his forehead against Kyojuro's, smiling tenderly at his lover.

"Alright, I've always wanted to start a family, even more so now that I'm with you."

↬ platonic/familial

Out of all the Hashiras Muichiro spent time with, moments with him were more memorable than the rest.

Sat in front of a koi pond, watching the clouds go by, hands folded neatly on his lap. He listened to him hum a soft tune as he brushed Muichiro's long hair. It became one of their favorite activity when both of them are free. He liked the feeling of his hands playing with his hair, especially when he tied his hair in different hairstyles.

Muichiro enjoys it when he braids his hair. He was very gentle, despite his big, scarred hands. It was practiced as if he's done this a hundred times before. Muichiro can faintly remember the first time he asked him to tie his hair, so perhaps he's done it so much before him.

"Are you hungry?" He asks, voice quiet and gentle, like the winds blowing through his hair, "You forgot to eat lunch." Muichiro blinked, slowly nodding his head.

"Really?" He frowned, clutching his uniform. "Sorry..." He only let out a soft chuckle, a big hand patting his head. Muichiro just huffed, pushing his hand away. "Don't apologize, you can't help it." He says as he got up from behind him, holding out a hand for him to take.

"I can make you lunch before the meeting." Muichiro's eyes brightened, taking his hand and allowing himself to be pulled up. At that, his stomach rumbled loudly, which made his cheeks burn up. "...Your cooking is something I can't forget."

He gave him a small smile, lightly pinching his cheek. Muichiro could only groan in annoyance but didn't push him away. It was rare to see the oldest Hashira smile. It was bright as the sun, shining amongst the fog that clouded his mind. He wanted to remember it. "Is that so? I'm honored." He gives out a small laugh, bringing a smile to Muichiro's face.

Muichiro always feel like he could rely on him. Safe; is what he feels whenever he's with him. The youngest Hashira was glad that he, a man that had seen horrors for a decade now, kept treating the people close to him very compassionately. Muichiro wanted to call him something sort of a familial term because it just feels right.

He's too embarrassed to do so, though. But he knows he needn't because he looks at him as if he was his own child anyways.

Muichiro grabbed hold of his hand, eliciting a raised brow from the older man but Muichiro kept a blank face. He just let out a silent chuckle, gently squeezing his hand. "I'll make your favorite, is that okay?"

Muichiro squeezed back, nodding his head enthusiastically. "Okay."

He treated him differently like everyone else, quite the opposite if you will. He was a gentle reminder. Of his everyday life, of who he truly is, a child, and of his duties.

He was the end of her.

Everything she dreamt in a man, all of them fell on him. Mitsuri was in love. He was strong, fearsome in battle, and one of the most powerful Hashiras known to date. People both feared and admired him, but his scarred face, tall figure, and big body didn't scare her the slightest.

She genuinely wanted to get to know him better! He was distant, but also looked rather lonely. And with her friendliness and determination, she was rewarded with the fruit of her labor; a side of him that only a few ever got to experience. A side that was quite the opposite of how he looked like!

"What are you talking about?" He frowned, staring at her in disbelief. Mitsuri bit her bottom lip, avoiding his gaze, heart pounding against her chest. Gosh, he's so cute when he looks at her like that! "Is someone badmouthing you? Who? I'll deal with them-"

Mitsuri cut him off, shaking her head with a shaky smile on her lips and flustered face. "N-no! It's just... the lovers I had in the past... Well, they d-disliked my hair and stuff..." She explained, hands playing with one of her braids nervously. Now he was just confused, hand reaching for her round cheeks. She held back a sob, leaning against his touch and pressing her body against his. "They don't like how s-strong I am and... I'm so scared that... you think so too..."

He leaned down, kissing away the tears that rolled down her cheeks and caressing her pretty face. "How foolish of them to think like that of you when you're the prettiest women I've ever laid my eyes on," He whispered in her ear, making her shudder and grip his haori. She became flustered, stumbling over her words but he didn't give her time to respond.

"I love how your hair goes from pink to green, I love your light green eyes that remind me of matcha, the moles on your cheeks, your personality, and how strong you are." With each spoken devotion, he tells her, he presses a kiss on her plump lips, leaving her panting as a smile crept on her face.

"Mitsuri Kanjori, I love you just the way you are. You are beautiful and unique. Those men pushed you aside because they didn't see how much of a wonderful person you are." He wiped the stray tears that continued to fall, but his shoulders sagged in relief when he heard her let out a small giggle. Capturing her lips once more in a kiss, longer and more passionate, Mitsuri's arms wrapped around his shoulders.

He was everything that Misturi dreamt of ever since she joined the Demon Slayer Corps. Strong, someone who made her feel safe and protected, but also someone who made her feel loved. Someone who accepted her for who she truly is. He was a very sweet guy, she doesn't understand why rumors about him being unpleasant spread in the first place!

"I understand why you were worried but..." He muttered once he pulled away, panting lightly, "I feel lucky to have you... Especially when I look like this..." He sheepishly smiled.

Mitsuri could only hug him tight, eyes sparkling in adoration.

"What are you talking about? You're the most handsome man I've ever laid my eyes on!"

Similar to him, he had scars. More than Obanai had. However, he never tried to cover them. He wore them with pride, a great reminder of all the treacherous battles he fought against demons. His scars showed his strength, screaming 'I survived!'. He was quite the opposite of him, in a sense.

Obanai envied him sometimes, but that envy is immediately chased away by him.

"Do they still hurt?" He asked, concern evident in his eyes. His thumb traced the scars that stretched up to his cheeks, hissing a little when throbbed. His hand flinched away, but Obanai grabbed his wrist, keeping it pressed against his skin. "Let me..." His fingers slowly began to lightly knead against his skin, massaging his scar.

It was the first time he's shown him his scars and frankly, he was quite nervous. He shouldn't be when he had more than Obanai did, but he was. His scars made him look terrifying, and they always reminded him of that damn demon.

But the moment he took off the bandages on his mouth, he looked at him differently than he expected. It wasn't pitying, nor disgust, it was understanding. Accepting. Loving. Relieved, that he trusted him enough to show his scars to him. It made his heart skip a beat.

And now that he was massaging his aching scars, he was experiencing bliss. For a moment, he had forgotten the pain the scars brought to him and only felt the soothing touches against them. It was a first for him to feel at ease with someone seeing his unmasked self. His true self.

"What about yours?" Obanai's gaze rested upon him, eyeing the multiple scars that littered across his face, glancing at the scarred limb of your amputated arm. Obanai's hands slowly trailed up to his face, doing the same soothing rolls of his fingers against his scars.

He let out a pleased sigh and smiled at Obanai. "Well, not anymore." He chuckled, pressing light kisses on his scars, one on his left and another on his right. Obanai couldn't help but sigh as well, heat creeping up to his neck.

"Thank you," He whispered, fingers delicately trailing his scar.

Obanai faintly smiled, chasing the warmth of his hand. "Thank you too,"

He was the calm, gentle wind that caresses your skin on a cool, cloudy day, while Sanemi was the chaotic, frenetic winds that make you tumble on a stormy night. Quite the opposite of him, and just what he needed in his life.

He was balance. The one who knew Sanemi deep inside, maybe even more than he knew himself.

"Rough day?" He whispers quietly to Sanemi whilst he raked his fingers through his hair, shifting his legs slightly to make his lap more comfortable for Sanemi to lie on. He could only nod his head to him, a tired sigh escaping his lips. "One of those days?" He nodded again, closing his eyes.

"Alright love, just rest." He brushed the hairs on his forehead, calloused but tender fingertips traced the scars on his face lovingly. He always told Sanemi how much he adored his scars, it made him feel so proud deep inside, that despite the struggles he went through, he was still here. Alive and fighting.

Sanemi wanted to say the same to him. He had far more scars than he'd ever seen on a person. So many disabilities and yet he strives for a better future where demons are eradicated and everyone is at peace. He never got the chance to say those words, but he knew he could tell just by the look in Sanemi's eyes. He thanked him for that night, and Sanemi's face turned red.

His touch against the sensitive skin sent shivers down his spine, earning another sigh from him. This time, it was a pleased one, as Sanemi's hands reached for his. "I've got you, okay?" He murmurs, voice so deep and soft that it's slowly lulling him to sleep.

People rumored him to be a terrifying and unpleasant man. Rumors were just rumors though, because he's more gentle than the light rains on cloudy days, more gentle than the soft tunes of birds singing in the morning. He treated Sanemi as if he were the most vulnerable thing in the world. And while he despised it at first, he never knew how much he craved such affection.

He was the calm to Sanemi's storm.

"Dislocated jaw, concussion, broken arm," Shinobu listed all the injuries he acquired from his last mission, brow twitching in irritation. He could hear the exasperation in her voice, a small smile forming on his lips despite his poor condition, "Sprained ankle, bruises in multiple parts of your body, a few broken ribs— why are you up?"

Shinobu looked away from him to read through his diagnosis, so why was he sitting up from his bed the moment she turns back to him? Her smile wavered as she held back the urge to scold him further when he stood up, slightly wobbling towards her.

"M'fine," He says, leaning down to look at her properly, eyes softening as his hand stiffly reached for her face, smoothing the creases that formed between her brows while pressing featherlight kisses under her eyes, right on the apple of her cheeks. "I could barely feel the pain."

Shinobu sighed, both from frustration and contentment. She let the smile fall from her lips and just leaned against his warm touch. Pressing her hands on his chest, she gently pushed him back. It forced him to walk backward until he reached the bed, sitting back down.

"Stupid," She grumbled under her breath, standing on her tiptoes to inch closer to his waiting lips, her heart beating faster hand she felt his arm wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to him. "You should've avoided fighting that Uppermoon."

Pink dusted her cheeks when she saw the amused glimmer in his eye, tilting his head and letting their lips brush against each other, but not quite kissing yet. The grip she had on his kimono tightened, shooting him a glare for his teasing. All he could do was chuckle. "Sorry butterfly, Akaza says he's bored."

Shinobu scoffed, "You even know that demon's name?" Before she could complain further, or scold him for being reckless, he closed the gap between them, stealing Shinobu's breath away. His kisses were always so gentle and full of love. He kissed her as if it was his last, always pulling her close to him. It always made her weak in the knees.

"Don't worry, dear," He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, smile widening when he saw her flushed face and the glare he grew to love, "I'll make it up to you."

She rolled her eyes at that, pushing him down on the bed, and forcing him to lie down. Grabbing the forgotten clipboard on the ground, she walked to the cart near his bed to get his medicine. "Start by listening to your doctor's orders." It only made him chuckle, nodding obediently.

He was quite the opposite of how people perceived him. Herself included.

It always makes her heart tremble whenever he smiles at her. It's always so genuine, and beautiful, similar to the smiles from multiple famous paintings she's seen. She's blessed to be one of the only few people to see this side of him. Unlike hers, it was cold and a mask. She once thought that by letting him see her true self, one she had forgotten herself ever since her sister died, he would dislike her. But she proved him wrong, loving her even more.

He was the only one who could see her frowns, and she was the only one who could see his smiles.

↬ wives included

Tengen never regretted for a single second adding him to his big family.

He gets along flamboyantly with his wives, maybe even more than himself. Even so, all Tengen could feel was pure joy and adoration when he sees him amongst his wives. The three of them showed him the ropes of their daily lives in their estate and slowly but surely, he's grown accustomed to it.

"Woah! You made all this!?" Suma marveled, leaving all four of them in awe. All he did was smile, gesturing enthusiastically for them to sit down. Right in front of them was a table full of grandiose food, all made with love. "Everyone was out, and I had a day off so I decided to cook something special." He explained, cheeks red as he rubbed the back of his neck.

Makio's mouth watered at how good all the food smelled, seating herself next to him with a huge grin on her face. "This all looks so good! Thank you so much!" She nudged his arm with her elbow, a sign of her appreciation.

Hinatsuru had a worried look on her face, sitting next to Makio and glancing at Tengen. "Shouldn't you be resting? That's why Oyakata-sama gave you a rest day... It's not like I don't appreciate though." She says with a gentle smile.

He let out a nervous chuckle, his smile widening when Tengen sat on his other side, fumbling with his fingers. "Ah well, that's not all I did today." His statement elicited raised brows from all four of them whilst they ate, "I did some chores... Cleaning, laundry, you name it."

His three wives and himself all looked at him in shock. "What!? You didn't have to do that!" Suma fretted, a frown evident on her lips. "Yeah! We could've done them all together..." Makio worriedly examined his face for any trace of exhaustion or any sort of pain.

But his smile remained, shyly playing with his kimono. "I... well, it's sort of a thank you for being so accepting of me..." He says, eyes softening when his gaze fell upon them. "Everyone has been so kind and patient to me, I just wanted to return the favor. I was tired, sure, but with all of you in mind, doing chores became quite enjoyable." He chuckled, sipping on his cup of tea.

If someone were to ask Tengen why he liked him when he was so dull and uptight. Well, firstly, he will say that he's quite the opposite of how they view him, then proceed to proudly preach how much of a flamboyant person he was! He was full of color, it was just never expressed to strangers and such. Now that he's one of his lovers, he was lucky enough to see the bundle of colors hidden behind his walls. He played a beautiful, gentle tune, that puts him to ease. All of these, he and his wives have been graced to experience them all.

He never fails to surprise Tengen, a big grin on his face whilst he let out a boisterous laugh. "How sweet of you! Thank you so much, my dear!" He said between laughs, wrapping an arm around you and pressing a kiss on your temple, earning a small giggle from him. His wives felt the same, fawning over him and showering multiple kisses on his face.

His smile was the most beautiful of them all, a part of him that he adored the most. That's why he promised himself to make him smile more as long as he's alive.

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[maaarshieee]

hi ! if possible, i have a request

how would hashira(s, if you want) of your choice react to their s/o sitting on their shoulders/back and, when questioned, saying "im sitting on top of my world!"

➢ Gɪʏᴜᴜ Tᴏᴍɪᴏᴋᴀ, Kʏᴏᴊᴜʀᴏ Rᴇɴɢᴏᴋᴜ & Oʙᴀɴᴀɪ Iɢᴜʀᴏ x Gɴ!Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➢ Mᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

How would they react to their s/o saying "I'm sitting on top of my world!" after sitting on their shoulders/back~?

cw: slightly suggestive on obanai's part, but it's nothing too serious ⚠ honestly if you squint hard enough, its kinda there but its mostly innocent stuff. better safe than sorry though. ⚠

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➢ Gɪʏᴜᴜ

Giyuu was sitting on the engawa, relaxing and sipping on his tea. It was raining, and he really needed a day filled with calmness. Although, the moment of serenity was disturbed by you sneaking up behind him. You weren't unwelcome. In fact, he's been waiting for your company to join him.

He preferred you to be on his side, even if the silence fades into your mindless, random chattering about everything and anything, letting him absorb every single information you have to spill to him without complaints. Listening to you go on and on about anything was one of the most interesting things in his everyday routine.

Watching the rain and cuddling up against each other on the engawa is one of the things the two of you do a lot, only when it rains of course. Both of you enjoy the soothing sounds of raindrops hitting the ground and the roof, the wet smell in the wind, and the slight coldness it brings. The best way to warm up? Cuddling!

Sorry, I really associate giyuu with rain.

Giyuu expected you to sit down beside him and immediately snuggle against him, but you walked and stopped before him. Facing him, you gave him a smile, a mischievous glint in your eyes that he immediately noticed right away. 

Putting down his cup of tea, he looked up at you with a curious gaze, a brow slightly twitched upwards. He doesn't say a word, but you could sense that he's a bit amused at your sudden move. Then, you sat on his lap, straddling him and wrapping your arms around his neck with a grin on your face.

Giyuu let out a small surprised noise at the back of his throat. It's not like the first time you decided to sit on his lap, it was just unexpected because when it rained, you usually just hugged him on his side while watching the rain go on. 

But if you did this just to get closer to him then he didn't mind, he could feel more of your warmth pressing against his body this way. When he's past his shock, he wrapped his arms around you with no hesitation, burying his face in your chest. He felt your body shake a little, giggling at his cuteness. 

Curious, he asked; "Is something the matter?" While it's probably nothing too serious or of importance lies, everything you say is important to him, it's unusual of you to suddenly sit on his lap, on a rainy day. He hummed in satisfaction when he felt your fingers stroking his hair and massaging his scalp. 

With a giggle, you whispered; "Nothin', I just wanted to sit on top of my world." In a teasing manner. Oh dear, he's at your mercy at this point. Giyuu blinks at you for a few moments, just holding you close to him. When he finally processed your worlds, he felt light. 

Your world... Oh gods, you love him that much? Enough to call him your world? It immediately becomes his favorite pet name from you. It sounds so sweet and heavenly coming from your voice, and hearing it makes his heart explode. 

He shook slightly against you, burying his face back on your chest and hiding his red face from you. You couldn't help but laugh at his reaction, cooing at his adorableness and stroking his hair. "You okay?" You teasingly asked to which he nodded, mumbling "Let's just cuddle a bit more," Against your skin.

➢ Kʏᴏᴊᴜʀᴏ

Kyojuro was just on his usual patrol, walking through a small city where you were shopping. The sun was setting and you were about to make your way home when you spotted him, talking to one of the vendors selling him multiple bento boxes for his nightly duties.

You were delighted that he was there, meaning you can walk home together. You just hoped he hid his sword as you advised him to since he's patroling in a much more urban area. Nevertheless, you made it your mission to sneak up behind him and surprise him!

Well, he'll probably sense you following him and glance behind him to see it's you, but what got you grinning mischievously is that he wouldn't be able to guess what you're planning inside your head. You also used the fact that it's pretty crowded, so you hoped his sense was a bit distracted.

Once he walked over to a much more secluded part of the city, you pounced on him, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, falling into fits of giggles. 

He knew that you were aware that he knew you were following him, and you didn't care, continuing on with your plan. Thinking it'd be much more fun, he exclaimed; "My, Y/n! What a surprise, I thought you were a demon!" You just rolled your eyes, grinning ear to ear as he grabbed hold of your thighs for support. 

Planting a small, quick kiss on his cheek, his hair tickling your skin as you clung to his back. When he's sure you're all secured and won't fall off from him, he smiled and asked what's the meaning of this, tilting his head to the side a bit. 

Kyojuro doesn't mind you running up to him and jumping at him suddenly. He's rather endeared that you trust him so much that you don't even think twice about your rash decision. Kyojuro makes sure he'll never let you fall and that he'd always catch you! Plus, he loves your tendency to be unexpected at times. Although, he's curious as to why you suddenly jumped at him, in the middle of his patrol!

You just giggled again and then shouted enthusiastically; "I'm sitting on top of my world!" with your fist up high in the air. Kyojuro stopped his tracks as his grin widened even more at your words. He felt his face heat up as he let out a wholehearted laugh, overjoyed. 

Your world, huh? He's so honored! His heart soared as he laughed along with you, more flustered than he anticipated. Yep, he absolutely adores your unexpectedness! He found himself carrying you in his arms or offering you piggyback rides more often, your words carving themselves in his head.

Honestly, whenever it pops up in his head while in the middle of a mission, his fire sparks even more and encourages him to fight harder!

➢ Oʙᴀɴᴀɪ

Obanai was just training outside your estate. The sun was setting and it'll be another hour before he settles for the night since it was one of his days off. He practically feel you staring at his back while he slashed his blade in the air, panting lightly and wiping his sweat a bit. He didn't call you out, you're probably already are that he knows you're watching him.

It's not like you always did, but you always give him a new roll of bandages, a clean towel, and food for both him and Kaburamaru after training, so he's curious when he managed to steal a glance at you and see you're there empty-handed. 

Then it occurred to him that you're an hour early than your usual cue to go over and dote on him. Now that certainly piques his interest, just what were you planning? When Kaburamaru hissed in his ear, a message saying that you're making a move towards him, he lowered his sword and sheathed it, evening his breathing and tugging on his drenched bandages. 

He expected that something was wrong because it wasn't usual of you to step in the middle of his training, so he closed his eyes and waited for your explanation in silence. To others, it may seem he's ignoring you, but after spending so much time with Obanai, the moment he sheathed his sword was an acknowledgment of your sudden intrusion, and the calm look on his face indicated that he isn't upset at all.

But when all he heard was a small 'pardon me' from you and suddenly pressed your body against his back, lifting yourself up and putting weight on him, then wrapped your arms and legs around him, he lost his balance for a bit from shock. He immediately grabbed hold of your thighs and frowned against his bandages.

Now, he didn't mind this at all, especially since you're at his estate and not some public space, Kaburamaru seemed to enjoy your closeness too but he's covered in sweat! He doesn't want to dirty your clothing and bother you with his sticky skin. But you didn't seem to mind, smiling fondly at him as you pushed back his hair, laying your chin on his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" He inquired, turning his head to face your slightly mischievous expression, planting a small kiss on his neck, ignoring the sweat. He shuddered, his heart suddenly beating fast once more. Obanai was honestly lovestruck with you at the moment, especially with the fact that he's sweaty from training, you did not care one bit and chose to hug him. It made his face hot.

Then, you mumbled, "I'm sitting on top of my world, of course." There was a slightly teasing tone in your voice, smiling against his neck. His face, as you expected, turned red, and the grip on your thighs tightened when he was at a loss for words. You laughed at his expression, grinning ear to ear as you plant a kiss on his temple. 

Internally, he's freaking out. Obanai was never the one to be possessive over his lovers, their freedom was just as important as his, but when you claim that he's yours? Your world? He felt his stutter and he almost fell to his knees, suddenly growing weak.

He changes the subject, pointing out the fact that you're now also covered with his sweat, scolding you halfheartedly for suddenly clinging onto him while training. He averted his eyes from you, but you could practically hear his heart beating so damn hard. He's just too damn cute!

"Oh?" You raise a brow, pretending to examine your slightly drenched kimono, "Then let's take a shower together." You teasingly suggested. He almost dropped you.

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✦ HI!! Thank you for dropping by and requesting! Sorry it took a while, but I hope you like this !! :D This one is such a cute concept 🥺💖I had fun writing and brain storming ideas!! I know my account looks scary rn bc it's like, 80% One Piece but I swear, I'm still writing for KNY HUDKNSAD,, Also I hope you don't mind only doing 3 of them, kinda at a loss for the others except for these three, and that you're okay for picking Kyo and Oba for the other 2 >~< If you want another part with the rest of the hashiras, tell me! Sorry this took a bit! Once again, thank you very much! I hope you have a good day/night~!!

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[maaarshieee]

Hello, could you do a scenario where Shinobu, Obanai, and Sanemi find out their non-slayer older sister is dating Giyuu?

➢ Gɪʏᴜᴜ Tᴏᴍɪᴏᴋᴀ x F!Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ Fᴛ. Oʙᴀɴᴀɪ Iɢᴜʀᴏ, Sʜɪɴᴏʙᴜ Kᴏᴄʜᴏ & Sᴀɴᴇᴍɪ Sʜɪɴᴀᴢᴜɢᴀᴡᴀ

➢ Mᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

How would they react to their older sister being in a relationship with Giyuu~?

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➢ Oʙᴀɴᴀɪ

He doesn't like the guy you're dating even though he doesn't know who it is. No matter who you date, he's going to be extremely judgmental towards them. He really just wants the best for you, but he understands you'd be hurt if he kept hating on the guy you're dating.

So he'll put the effort to get to know him more, then judge him even more if he doesn't like how he is. But... you chose him for a reason, so maybe he'll put more effort into other meetings with him.

If it was a slayer, he supposes he can give the guy points for it. The guy may be weak, but he already has a higher capability of protecting you. So if the poor guy was just a low-ranking slayer, he's going to train him (begrudgingly) for your sake. You aren't a slayer after all!

But out of all the people you can get in a relationship with... it had to be Giyuu Tomioka. A fellow Hashira who he hated a lot.

He was so pissed when he found out. It was then he realized you never mentioned his name when you talk about him, just rambling about how he's so sweet, kind, and caring in his own way, even if he was very closed off and shy.

Why do you speak so highly of this guy? Did he do something to you to make you think he's good enough for you???

No. This relationship can not GO ON. Giyuu Tomioka is not someone you should be wasting your time with. Sure, he's a Hashira, but he hates his guts! Plus, didn't you listen to all the rants he had about Giyuu? It should've been clear how horrible it is for you-

OW! Stop pulling on his ear! He may or may not have forgotten he's your younger brother. Whoever you get in a relationship with is NONE of his business. You're older, and you KNOW what you're doing. 

You have no idea why Obanai hates him so much! When you see Giyuu, the first thing that comes to your mind is the word 'cute'.

You'd always try to change his mind towards Giyuu! But he probably just agrees to stop bullying your poor boyfriend for the sake of avoiding being in a room with Giyuu to 'get along' with him outside of Hashira business. 

Don't force it, because it'd lead to Obanai hating on Giyuu even more. He'll just have to trust you and your words about him, but he'd NEVER get along with Giyuu. (Unless they're required to cooperate.)

The only way he'd ever give Giyuu a twinge of respect and approval is if he risks his life for you if you're in danger. Maybe then he'd tolerate him a tiny bit more.

➢ Sʜɪɴᴏʙᴜ

She finds out immediately. She doesn't follow you around and watches you like a hawk, but she has ears all over the estate. Aoi, Kanao, Sumi, Naho and Kiyo. Whenever you take patients in and tend to them, by Shinobu's order, they must keep a close observation!

So, she easily found out you were dating Giyuu when he visited the estate and was injured. You spent your time tending to him longer than other patients, talking to him cheerfully all the time and the subtle touches the two of you share. It was so painfully obvious to the 5 observers behind your back. 

What's even more surprising is how talkative (he gives you longer sentences and always entertains your random questions) he is to you, and how often he smiles. Shinobu is glad she's not the one observing, or she would've gagged seeing his smile.

When it was her turn to tend to Giyuu, she'd wrap his bandages rather tightly and gives him indirect threats for no reason. It'd always leave him confused because she doesn't even know about your relationship? It never crossed his mind that she found out somehow. 

But she's very upfront about it to you. She's not really against it, but really? Giyuu? You've literally heard her rant about his attitude, and watched her tease him in front of you. Is he really worth your time? Your effort?

Yes? Fine, she would stop bothering you about it. At first, she'd try to fend off Giyuu if you're too stubborn to love him, but gives up when she sees how happy you are with him. 

It honestly annoys her, but she can't do anything about it. You're her older sister after all. Being with a Hashira isn't so bad. She just hoped it was someone who wasn't socially inept, like Kyojuro.

She's fascinated with how you could make Giyuu react to a lot of things. He's so comfortable with you that he doesn't mind speaking his mind out. Shinobu teases him a lot to get a reaction, but maybe she's been doing the wrong methods.

Either way, she's kinda happy for the two of you after seeing how happier the two of you have been.

It doesn't stop her poking fun at Giyuu though! It's become extra passive-aggressive ever since you started dating.

➢ Sᴀɴᴇᴍɪ

We know how protective Sanemi is, he's very glad you're not a Demon Slayer, but he would've preferred if you went away and have a family of your own, not stay at his estate to make sure he's well and alive. Then again, can he do anything about it since you're his older sister?

He respects you a lot and doesn't meddle in anything you do unless it concerns your safety.

Including this 'boyfriend' you began to talk about to him. Oh? A boyfriend huh? He's already thinking of many different ways to beat the poor guy to a pulp before he even considers getting to know him first! You're his older sister, and he really wants the best for you!

But you talk so highly of him! You're smitten with the guy, and you say time and time again that he's very nice and would never lay a hand on you. It makes Sanemi smile and relaxes a little. He trusts your judgment wholeheartedly. After all, you deserve a guy who makes you happy!

Except... The guy you're dating does not deserve you at all.

GIYUU TOMIOKA!? WHY HIM??

You've never seen him so furious! He's not mad at you, heavens no! He's mad at Giyuu for even thinking of making advances toward you behind his back.

Sanemi gave him a black eye. You scolded him. You were reasonably mad at your younger brother. You thought he'd take it well since you've spoken so highly of Giyuu, but all those facts have been thrown out the window with the mere mention of his name.

You seriously don't understand why they hate him so much. Sanemi apologized to Giyuu (after being scolded by you and lectured by Oyakata-sama when news reached him) and promised you he'd try to get to know him better.

To which he did and soon found out Giyuu's not too bad. He still hates his guts, but after spending time with you and Giyuu, it's clear that he's not looking down on everyone, just as he thought.

He's just... horrible when it comes to people and just, extremely blunt. 

They're very awkward when they're left alone and it's always Sanemi who's trying to make conversation with the poor guy. Giyuu ACTUALLY seems nervous around Sanemi, which surprised him.

Ever since then, his approach toward Giyuu has been 'friendlier' (in Sanemi's terms, he's also horrible toward socializing). You're really happy that they at least get along enough for Sanemi not to get the urge to punch his face out of the blue!

If it makes you happy, Sanemi would do his best to tolerate Giyuu. Now they're kinda friends? Well, they acknowledge each other at best. 

Sanemi, after all, trusts your judgment. 

Although he's ready to kick Giyuu's ass if he ever hurts you.

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✦ ANON WHY DID YOU WANT GIYUU TO DIE YOU PURPOSELY PICKED 3 OF THE HASHIRAS THAT HATES HIS GUTS- over all, you have a small group of protective younger siblings watching Giyuu's every move! I hope you like this anon!! It took a while but this one was pretty fun! If y'all noticed, I'm really tackling easier requests (headanons and short oneshot ideas) so I'm really sorry for that. You have no idea how stressful NOT writing is. Still, I hope everyone has a good day/night!! 

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