#au in which shinobu is some kind of princess

[heyiwrotesomethings]

so i just reread your shinomitsu royal au post (which is still amazing btw) and i got to the part when Shinobu talks about the old suitor that told Mitsuri she ate too much. i was just curious on how the interaction would go now that Mitsuri shows Shinobu is a female. like what would happen if they actually did end up running into the old suitor now?

thank you!!

The Unseemly Suitor

ShinoMitsu Royalty AU Addendum

A/N: Hi, I’m glad you enjoyed my work! Sorry this took so long. I bet you were probably expecting kind of a one note answer, but I liked the premise so I used it to expand the universe a bit. I hope you like it! If anyone’s interested in where I have Mitsuri’s siblings in terms of age, it’s Taiyo 15ish, Akimitsu 9, Kazuhiko and Shoma are 6 and Haruhi is 4. Warning: The old suitor is a real asshole and makes awful comments to Mitsuri about her habits and appearance. I blocked off the worst of it with, ‘~~~’ Take care of yourselves! First installment HERE if you are interested! Word Count:~7,000

“There we are, very dapper, Princess.”

“Thank you Nezuko. You did a wonderful job.” Shinobu praised the young seamstress while adjusting the cuff of her sleeve.

“Yes, you look incredible my dear!” Mitsuri chimed in from where she had been lounging nearby. It took everything she had not to pounce on Shinobu right then and there.

The young royal couple had been invited to Prince Muichiro’s 14th birthday party and Shinobu had just gotten a suit tailored for the occasion. She no longer had to concern herself with keeping her gender a secret, but she really did enjoy the fit of a well made suit when she felt like it. Mitsuri also very clearly liked it when she wore them as well. A nice bonus.

“Princess Mitsuri, your turn for last adjustments.” Nezuko called.

Shinobu stepped off of the stool and offered Mitsuri a chivalrous hand so that she may step up in her place. With a teasing smirk, she kissed her wife’s hand and went to sit where Mitsuri had moments ago.

Mitsuri blushed, a goofy grin free of self-consciousness bloomed across her face. As Nezuko worked on her dress, she had to try really hard not to hum and sway. She was really looking forward to the party. She liked Prince Muichiro a lot and she hadn’t gotten to see him since before the war with Muzan started. Then there would be the food and the dancing of course. She was really looking forward to dancing with Shinobu. It would be their first time doing so at a major even like this. It was sure to be a great party!

“Princess,” Nezuko giggled, “you’re wiggling again.”

“Ah, sorry!”

Shinobu chuckled behind her hand and Mitsuri caught her eye in the mirror and in a very unlady like manner that would have her mother and Hinatsuru hanging their heads, she stuck her tongue out at her.

When Nezuko finished with Mitsuri’s dress, the couple thanked her again and began the walk down to the main foyer to wait for the rest of the Kanroji’s to come down to the carriages.

“Are you excited, Shinobu?” Mitsuri asked as she spun around Shinobu as she walked through the hallway.

“I don’t think I could ever be as excited as you.” Shinobu smiled warmly. “I’m actually not much of a party person.”

“Hmm, I want to act all surprised and affronted, but you are definitely a quiet night in type.”

“I can handle a soirée every now and then. It isn’t as if I’m antisocial. It’s just that some of the people who show up to these events are… jackasses.”

“Shinobu!” Mitsuri smacked Shinobu’s arm and tried very hard not to laugh along with her. “I hope you keep that language to yourself tonight, really. We have to make a good impression.”

“You’re right of course, but you know it’s true. It’ll be worse not knowing who anyone is, but everyone will know me.”

“I know, but I’ll be by your side the whole time. Once our allies see that the Kochou’s truly mean no harm, that will open up a lot of doors.”

Though the Kochou’s and the Kanroji’s had put aside their differences and united, the smaller nation allies each side held were still weary of the previously opposing super powers and their doors remained closed to them. In a way, Prince Muichiro’s birthday also served as a way for Shinobu to represent the Kochou’s and their good intentions. In other words, the event was like any other royal function. It served as a front for several intersecting businesses transactions, tradings and politics.

“I’ll tell you who someone is if they feel brave enough to approach, but you just have to remember that people are going to be focusing more on your actions than words tonight.” Mitsuri said, absently straightening the collar of Shinobu’s jacket.

“Now you know that’s definitely not true, otherwise you would let me say, ‘jackass’.”

Another smack at Shinobu’s chest, a bit harder than the last.

“How did I end up with such a cheeky wife?” Mitsuri pouted in a playful manner.

“It’s a bit of a long story. I doubt we have the time.” Shinobu grinned.

“Ah, sorry for the wait, darlings. Some people didn’t want to get into their party clothes.” Queen Kanroji said, giving her sons a pointed look.

“They’re itchy!” Akimitsu whined.

“Too poofy!” Kazuhiko grumbled, pulling at his shirt.

“And hot!” Shoma added.

“I think I look cool. I’m like Shinobu.” Taiyo said as he stood proudly and struck a dramatic pose.

“I want to wear a suit too!” Haruhi exclaimed, struggling to pick up her skirts and walked down the stairs at the same time.

“When it’s your birthday you can where whatever you want.” The Queen waved, slightly exasperated. She grabbed hold of Shoma and re-buttoned his shirt before he could fully slip out of it. “Dear!” She called, raising her voice in the hopes her husband would hear her, “if you could come down and help me with this, I would be most grateful.”

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” King Kanroji grumbled. He took the stairs two at a time and scooped up Kazuhiko and Shoma before they could run away. “You two are riding with your mother and I.”

The youngest brothers grumbled unhappily while Akimitsu tried fruitlessly to scratch a specific spot on his back that he could not reach. Taiyo helped him out, while at the same time looking over at Shinobu like she was the most fascinating person in the world. Haruhi bounded up to Mitsuri and begged her sister to pick her up which she did happily.

The family split between the two carriages and began the journey to Tokito’s castle. While the Queen and King had a hell of a time trying to keep Kazuhiko and Shoma in line, Shinobu and Mitsuri had an enjoyable ride with Akimitsu, Taiyo and Haruhi. They played I spy as they made their way down the mountain. Although Akimitsu would still occasionally complain about the itchiness of his shirt, his older brother was able to convince him to stay clothed fairly easily while asking Shinobu a bunch of questions about medicine advancements in her home kingdom.

All of Mitsuri’s siblings loved Shinobu. They thought Prince Shinobu was nice and they were happy that he treated their big sister well. When they learned that the Prince was actually a Princess after protecting their sister so valiantly, they became absolutely smitten. It wasn’t uncommon for Shinobu to make her way around the castle with a handful of Kanroji siblings trailing behind her.

“We’re here~!” Mitsuri warbled, looking out the window. Akimitsu and Taiyo swarmed the window, leaving no space for Haruhi to see. She pouted until Mitsuri picked her up and showed her what layer outside. Shinobu stayed put and watched the siblings squabble contently. It made her wish that she could have let Kanae and Kanao come too.

“I can’t see anything!” Haruhi whined. “It’s too foggy!”

“A thick cloud of mist always blankets the forest around Tokito Castle. It’s a great natural defense against outsiders.” Mitsuri explained.

“The humidity always messes up my hair.” Taiyo sighed, running his fingers through his hair, “it’s already frizzing.”

“You still look great, don’t worry. In fact you look cuter.” Mitsuri teased, reaching over to ruffle his hair and laughing when he batted her away, using Shinobu as a shield.

The carriage slowed and came to a halt. The footman came and opened the door, assisting everyone out of the carriage. The family merged between the two carriages and went over formalities once more.

“Your mother, siblings and I will be introduced first. Then you two, as the new couple and next in line to the crown, will be introduced separately.” King Kanroji reminded Mitsuri who nodded.

“Don’t worry papa, we got this!” She winked, slipping her arm through Shinobu’s.

“We will be on our best behavior.” Shinobu agreed.

“It’s not your behavior that concerns us.” Queen Kanroji piped up worriedly, “There will be a lot of eyes on you tonight. Be prepared for some… not so friendly looks.”

“Pay those old biddies no mind, ladies.” King Kanroji said, pulling Shoma back to his side before he could run to the muddy puddles further down the road. “Just have fun tonight.”

“Will do!” Mitsuri grinned.

Mitsuri and Shinobu waited at the front entrance as the rest of the family was introduced, the light, warmth and quiet rumblings of conversation from within feeding into the evening air.

“If you ever need to disappear for a bit, let me know.” Mitsuri whispered. “There is a lovely garden in the courtyard, a pretty fountain too.”

“Sounds romantic.” Shinobu whispered back, “I think you will drag me off before the night is through regardless.”

“Mayhaps…”

“Now introducing, the successors of the Kanroji crown, Princess Mitsuri Kanroji-Kochou and… Princess Shinobu Kanroji-Kochou.” The announcer cleared his throat awkwardly and the rumble of conversation died. It was so quiet that the couple could hear their footsteps resonate with each step.

Mitsuri and Shinobu didn’t let the silence intimidate them and walked through the parted crowd to where Prince Tokito sat in a regal chair on a raised platform at the opposite end of the ballroom.

“Good evening Prince Muichiro and happy birthday! It is very good to see you again. I hope you have been well.” Mitsuri curtsied, presenting the young Prince with her and Shinobu’s gift.

Muichiro blinked slowly like a cat before nodding. “Thank you,” he murmured distractedly, “was I supposed to bring something too?”

“Just yourself, Prince Muichiro.” Mitsuri smiled, pulling Shinobu to stand more directly in the boy’s line of sight. “This is my wife, Princess Shinobu, of the Kochou Family.”

Muichiro’s head tilted with muted interest and his eyes locked onto Shinobu’s.

“Kochou?”

“Yes,” Shinobu bowed, “a pleasure to meet you Prince Muichiro. Thank you for extending the invitation to me as well.”

“Hm, it doesn’t matter to me. It was just a whim. I had forgotten until now.” He shrugged.

“I see, well, my gratitude still stands.” Shinobu replied without pause.

“We will see you around young Prince, I hope you enjoy your party!” Mitsuri said, earning another disinterested hum from the boy. Then she guided Shinobu back off of the platform and towards her parents.

“He’s certainly… something.” Shinobu whispered.

“He’s a sweet boy. His mind just tends to wander. I think it’s related to an accident he had when he was younger.” Mitsuri informed.

“We do have great doctors back home. If things work out tonight, maybe his parents would let them take a look at him.” Shinobu was already going through a few hypotheses in her mind as they reconnected with the rest of the family.

“So far so good.” Taiyo shrugged. “No pitchforks at least.”

“Taiyo…” Queen Kanroji hushed her eldest son.

“I’m only trying to lighten up the mood. Everybody is so quiet. I thought this was supposed to be a party.”

“Well, let’s make it look more like one then!” Kazuhiko grinned and began flailing his body around in a way that looked more like he was having an attack than dancing.

“Yeah, yeah!” Shoma joined his brother, looking just as ridiculous. It didn’t take long for Akimitsu to join in as well.

They certainly didn’t share the same affinity for it as their older sister, or even Taiyo. Haruhi, the youngest and not one to be left out, began to wiggle along.

“Children, please.” Queen Kanroji sighed tiredly.

“Ah, rest easy darling. Come, help me greet a few dignitaries and tie a few loose ends so we can join in on some real fun.” King Kanroji took his wife’s hand and walked into the crowd that had began conversing again, but their eyes still lingered on the outsider in their midst.

Mitsuri obstructed Shinobu’s view and offered her hand for a dance which she happily took. They danced while her siblings danced around them and partners switched hands numerous times until they had tired themselves out.

“I’ll see about getting us some drinks.” Shinobu offered.

The Kanroji siblings were all sitting at their assigned table in various states of fatigue. Little Haruhi had already fallen asleep on Mitsuri’s lap and the brothers were still panting and sweating from their erratic moves.

“I’ll come with you.”

Before Mitsuri could hand off Haruhi to Taiyo, Shinobu dissuaded her.

“I’ll be quick. Sit tight.” She touched her shoulder and then was off.

When she got to the banquet table, she perused the drinks for the nonalcoholic options which was more difficult than it should have been. There was a healthy smattering of children besides the Kanroji’s there. The water and fruit juices shouldn’t have been set so close to the champagne and alcoholic punches in her opinion.

As she scoured the table, she felt a presence approach her from behind and turned with a smile, expecting to find Mitsuri or Taiyo coming to help her, but instead she found a young man she was not aquatinted with sidle up beside her at the table. He was a plain man, dark hair, tall, taller than Shinobu anyway. He smiled down at her and though he hadn’t said a word yet, Shinobu felt immediately condescended.

“Princess Shinobu, wow, a pleasure meeting you. You look lovely tonight. I can’t imagine just how many necks you’d snap in a dress.” He chuckled, taking a glass of champagne from the table.

Shinobu made a mental comment about how she could probably snap a neck right now, before putting on her best diplomatic smile and greeted the man.

“I thank you good sir, you flatter me, truly. Forgive me, but I’m still unfamiliar with the nobility on this side of the boarder. I hope you don’t find it horribly rude of me to ask for your name?” Wow, she spoke without an inkling of bite. Kanae would be proud.

“Oh, no trouble at all I assure you. I am Viscount Junichi Ibara. I was really hoping for a word with you actually, about your older sister?”

If Shinobu’s guard wasn’t up before, it sure as hell was now.

“Oh, what about her?” She asked, her faux smile sharp.

“I realize that there are still tensions between the allies of your homeland and ours. Forgive me if I come off as a little uncouth for that is certainly not my intention, but is Princess Kanae involved in any serious courtship? I think it might be a good idea to take a page out of your book and make more connections, if you know what I mean?” Junichi chuckled, taking a sip of champagne.

“She is spoken for I’m afraid. Apologies.” Shinobu deserved an award at this point. Had she had home field advantage, this man would already be crying in the fetal position and Giyuu or Gyomei would have thrown him out. Unfortunately, here she had to be on her absolute best behavior.

“Ah, a shame. May I inquire as to whom stole her heart?”

This man. Shinobu sighed inwardly. It was no secret back home that Kanae’s guard, Sanemi Shinazugawa, was soft on her and Kanae very much liked him. They weren’t officially together per se, but everyone was waiting for the man to finally make a move, especially now that Shinobu had a happy marriage of her own. He was rough and battle hardened in appearance, but he had compassion beneath it all.

It was uncommon and generally frowned upon for royals to marry below their status, but far be it of Shinobu to act ashamed of her sister’s choice of partnership.

“He is not of any royal standing, Viscount, but he his noble in every other sense of the word.” She answered smartly, gathering the last of the fruit juice flutes between her fingers, uncaring of how gauche she might have appeared.

“True love, is it?” He laughed, “Seems childish when there’s a kingdom to rule in her future. I heard you have a younger sister as well. Just how young is she?”

Shinobu gripped the glass flutes almost hard enough to crack them. Still, her smile persisted. “Too young for you I’m afraid. Excuse me, I must be on my way.” She turned on the man and walked back to the table, shoulders tense.

Taiyo met her half way, as he seemed to have been looking for her. He took three of the glasses in into his hands and gave her a concerned look.

“Everything good? Mitsu was getting worried about you.”

“Yes, I’m fine. Let’s get back to the table.” Shinobu didn’t see a need to sound any alarms over some sleazy, power hungry Viscount. She doubted she would have to deal with him again anytime soon, but she was definitely putting him in her mental shit list should their paths cross again.

“There you are, I was getting worried you know. No one was giving you a hard time, right?” Mitsuri asked, giving Shinobu a look very similar to the one her brother had given her just moments ago.

Shinobu sat beside her, and handed sleepy Haruhi a glass of juice, making sure she didn’t spill on Mitsuri as she drank.

“No, nothing I couldn’t handle. You needn’t worry. I’ll tell you about it when we go home if you’d like.”

“I would like.” Mitsuri nodded. She would drop it for now. It was smarter to avoid conflict at this point when the allies were still wary.

She relaxed after a few minutes, laughing along with Shinobu and Taiyo at the dumb jokes Shoma and Kazuhiko made. A bit later, she noticed how hungry all of that dancing had made her and passed Haruhi off to Shinobu so that she could peruse the banquet table with her brothers.

“Want me to get you anything?”

“I’d like a little something, please. Haruhi? Do want anything?” Shinobu asked the small girl in her lap. Poor girl looked as exhausted as Shinobu felt. It was way past her bedtime.

She rose her head from Shinobu’s shoulder and said, “Cheese.” before pouting and flopping back face down to avoid the brightness of the room.

“Got it.” Mitsuri giggled. “I’ll be right back.”

She walked up to the long table of goodies with her brothers and they all dispersed to different sections looking ravenous. Mitsuri hummed to herself as she piled food onto a plate. She noticed the drink table and went to grab a couple more glasses, reaching past the man who seemed to take up the whole table.

“Pardon my reach.” She said politely. She almost dropped her plate when the man turned around with an inquisitive brow raised. His cheeks flushed from how much champagne he had drank.

“Well, well, Princess Mitsuri Kanroji.” Junichi looked over her body, his lip curled with displeasure though he managed to sound almost cordial when he spoke. “Look at you, a married woman and me, still a bachelor. Now that’s irony if I’ve ever seen it.”

Why was he invited here?

“Viscount,” Mitsuri greeted stiffly. She reached for a couple flutes of fruit juice and Junichi scoffed, making Mitsuri blush with shame.

~~~

“I see nothing much has changed.” He said, the disgust in his tone seeping through. “Still a glutton and you didn’t re-dye your hair black like I recommended to cover up that gaudy pink. I don’t know how Princess Shinobu could stand something so unseemly. Though I suppose, she hadn’t a choice in the matter. Arranged marriage and all.” He said, tutting sympathetically in the direction of the Kanroji table. “Poor thing. With dainty looks like that she could have done so much better than you.”

“I will not have you speak to me in such a manner.” Mitsuri swallowed nervously. His words hurt badly, but she knew Shinobu’s love for her was true. She wouldn’t let Junichi be anything more than a bad memory. “You are far out of line for a man so far below on the chain of command.”

Junichi cackled, swiping another glass of champagne. “Grown a backbone have we?” Then his smile disappeared and he drew in close, making Mitsuri flinch. She felt a little woozy as the scent of alcohol came off of his breath in waves. “You’re trembling you know.”

He withdrew, but not nearly as far as Mitsuri would have liked. “Allow me to do you a favor, Princess,” he took the plate of food from Mitsuri’s hand and placed it behind her on the banquet table, “have something a little lighter. Wouldn’t want your war issued spouse to grow tired of you, wouldn’t we?”

~~~

Mitsuri pushed past Junichi and walked away briskly, fighting back the tears bubbling past her ducts and blurring her vision. She didn’t even hear Kazuhiko and Shoma call out to her from the dessert end of the table as she escaped to the courtyard.

Shinobu was in the middle of suppressing a yawn when the twins ran up to her with chocolate covered cheeks.

“Sugar high, boys?” She smiled. That would be a lot to deal with until they crashed.

“Little big sis Shinobu,” Kazuhiko panted.

Shinobu rolled her eyes. She still wasn’t a fan of their chosen way of addressing her, but it was better than some of the other things they came up with.

“Yes?”

“Big sis Mitsuri, she got sad!” Shoma said.

“What…?” Shinobu turned her head to look over the length of the banquet table, her heart picked up in speed as no familiar pink hair caught her eye.

“She went outside. What do we do?” They asked her together.

“Stay with Haruhi and tell Taiyo and Akimitsu where I’ve gone. I’m going to go after Mitsuri.” Shinobu pushed two chairs together and laid Haruhi down, then she maneuvered through the party guests, ignoring every look they gave her. Only thoughts of Mitsuri had her full attention as she stepped out into the courtyard.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long to find her wife. She was sitting with her back to her on the edge of a grand fountain, her head in her hands, shoulders shaking. If not for the sound of running water Shinobu was sure she would hear her crying and a fire hot rage was then ignited in her heart.

“My love, what is wrong? What happened?” Shinobu cooed, by her side in an instant. She pulled Mitsuri’s head to rest against her chest and rocked her. Her blunt fingernails scratched comfortingly against Mitsuri’s shuddering back as she cried in Shinobu’s arms.

Who did this? Who do I need to make pay?

“Shi- Shinobu!” Mitsuri hiccuped. “I tried. I tried but he kept be- being awful, just like before. I couldn’t stand up to him. Even, even after all the things you told me I couldn’t, I caaaaan’t!” She wailed into Shinobu’s shoulder.

“Who, sweetheart, tell me who it is. What happened?” Shinobu said before wincing and thinking better of it. She wasn’t going to get anywhere with Mitsuri upset like this. The hunt could start later. Right now, Mitsuri needed her. “Never mind that right now darling, just breath with me. I’ve got you, I love you so so much. All I need you to do is breath and ground yourself.”

Mitsuri held her tighter and Shinobu grunted with effort to pull Mitsuri to sit between her thighs in a sidesaddle-like manner and continued to rock her.

“Focus on the sound of my voice. The feel of my clothes and skin against yours, the smell of my perfume… breathe with me, Mitsuri.

Mitsuri’s breaths were stuttered between sobs, but as Shinobu encouraged her, eventually she managed to stop crying, though she still hiccuped from every so often. Shinobu kissed the side of her head and offered Mitsuri her handkerchief, which the other girl blew into with the intensity of an elephant. Shinobu kissed her head again and rubbed soothing patterns over Mitsuri’s back.

Some time later, Mitsuri had gone mostly silent and Shinobu attempted to talk to her about what had hurt her so badly.

“‘Nobu,” Mitsuri sniffled, “do you remember when we talked about a suitor I used to court?”

“He’s here?” Shinobu seethed. She didn’t have to think about it hard. Mitsuri nodded against her shoulder. “Who is he, what does he look like? You have to tell me, my love.”

“I can’t. I don’t want any trouble.” She refused, hiccuping again.

“Trouble is already here. I’m not going to sit here knowing that someone in the next room over disrespected my wife and brought her to tears. I simply cannot, Mitsuri. Impressions be damned, if I cannot defend you I do not care how many doors I’ll slam shut.”

“But, Shinobu…”

“There is not a person in that room who’s opinion means more to me than you. May it be disappointing if your allies still don’t trust my family, yes, but I simply care about you more. My mother would understand. There will be more events. Give me his name.”

Mitsuri bit her lip and chewed on it. She really didn’t want to have this all fall apart because of the Viscount, but an unfamiliar part of her also wanted Shinobu to make him pay.

“If I tell you, whatever you do. Could you try to do it discreetly?” She asked.

“I would rather castrate him before the whole ballroom for all to see, but I can do discreet if that is what my Princess wishes.” Shinobu relented. As long as she got the name, as long as she could pass judgment on the man, she would do whatever Mitsuri asked.

“Shinobu, your language, please.”

“‘M sorry love. Go on, please.”

Mitsuri drew in a deep breath, and exhaled shakily. “His name is Junichi Ibara.”

“The Viscount.” Shinobu’s veins felt like they had magma running through them.

Mitsuri pulled back from Shinobu’s chest to look her in the eye. “How do you know that?”

“He stopped me at the drinks table.” Shinobu said, trying hard not to clench her teeth as she spoke. “He asked me about the likelihood of courting either of my sisters, that bastard. I’ll kill him!”

“Shinobu, you can’t!” Mitsuri had no doubt in her mind that Shinobu could and would kill a man if she saw fit and there wasn’t a man alive who deserved it more, but she couldn’t have her wife beheaded for killing a noble man, no matter how much he may have deserved it.

“It’s horrible enough what he has done to you, but he has the audacity to ask me to introduce my sisters to him? Kanae can handle herself, but Kanao? The thought of him even looking at her makes me furious!”

“And I’m right there with you,” Mitsuri assured. “I love your sisters. I don’t want anyone to get hurt. I want, I just want him to leave. Can we make him leave somehow and never come back?”

Shinobu stared hard at the bushes surrounding the perimeter of the courtyard, deep in thought. Then suddenly as she stared at the blooms, an idea began to take shape.

“Well, if murder via mountain cliff is off of the table, perhaps I can do something a little more creative.” Shinobu pondered, swiping stray tears from Mitsuri’s cheeks.

“What are you planning to do?”

“First, we’re going to enjoy the sanctity of the courtyard as you had hoped we would,” she cupped some water from the fountain into her hand and gently rubbed at the salty tear tracts that ran through Mitsuri’s make-up, “then, when we feel more like ourselves again, I’ll tell you what I have in mind.”

Mitsuri closed her eyes and rested her forehead against Shinobu’s. She almost started crying again when Shinobu began reminding her of all the things she loved about her between sweet kisses and gentle touches. Gradually, Shinobu’s words became more playful as did her ticklish touches and kisses, making Mitsuri laugh in the unrestrained way Shinobu loved.

Mitsuri slid out of Shinobu’s hold and stood, only a little wobbly. She could still hear the music playing inside so she pulled Shinobu up with her and they slow danced together around the fountain, a light breeze would occasionally blow through and spritz them with water, making Mitsuri shiver. Shinobu took off her suit jacket and draped it over Mitsuri’s shoulders before they continued on.

“I feel a lot better now.” Mitsuri murmured.

“I’m glad. I wish I could say I’ve cooled off, but I’m still furious. However,” Shinobu reached out and plucked a blossom from one of the nearby bushes, “with this, I think we will have a lot more fun tonight.”

“That’s not going to poison him, is it? Everyone will expect you if something like that happens.” Mitsuri warned.

“Not in the traditional sense of the word, no. A little of this crushed up into some champagne will give us a fine reaction. With all of the drinking he has seemed to be partaking in tonight, I doubt anyone would try to pin anything on me. Especially if we have a little help making this run more smoothly.”

“Help from who?”

Shinobu waved at someone behind Mitsuri’s head and she turned around to see Taiyo and Akimitsu jogging over to them.

“What’s happened? The twins were having a fit.” Taiyo said when he got close enough.

“You okay?” Akimitsu asked, noting his sister’s puffy eyes with concern.

“I’ll be okay. I’m upset because Junichi is here being awful. Shinobu helped me and I’m feeling better now.”

“Junichi Ibara?” Taiyo’s mouth flew wide open, and his eyebrows furrowed in anger. “I hate that guy! What did he say to you this time? I’ll punch him so hard his head will spin!”

“I’ll spit on him.” Akimitsu nodded resolutely.

“No outward shows of violence today unfortunately,” Shinobu spoke before Mitsuri could, “however, we will make him sorry if you could get me a glass of champagne, a spoon, and a bowl that would be helpful. Also, a plate of food for your sister. She must be starving.”

“Are we about to do some crazy Kochou revenge science right now? I’m here for it!” Taiyo grinned. “Come on, let’s do this.”

“Be back soon.” Akimitsu waved and jogged after his older brother.

“You just made my brothers accomplices…”

“All for a good cause. Besides, you saw how excited they looked. It would be a crime not to.”

The boys came back in a matter of minutes with the requested items and watched Shinobu work with exhilaration and fascination. Mitsuri preened on Shinobu’s behalf as she ate and listened to her brothers compliment her wife’s skills.

Shinobu explained every step, filling the bowl with a smidge of champagne, to tossing a couple petals and crushing them beneath the spoon, to finally letting it sit for a few minutes before pouring the milky colored champagne back into the glass. With a couple of stirs, it looked almost normal. She then washed the shriveled petals out of the bowl using the fountain and picked up the champagne flute and nodded to herself.

“This should be satisfactory.”

“What’s gonna happen, Shinobu? Will it be gross?” Taiyo asked, practically bouncing in his seat.

“Oh, it will be disgusting and absolutely humiliating for sure.” She smirked. “We just need to make sure he will drink it.”

“Easy. Have you seen that asshat?”

“Taiyo!” Mitsuri scolded. “Where did you learn to talk like that?”

Shinobu gave him a look behind Mitsuri, a finger raised against her lips.

“I’m not a baby anymore Mitsu. I know stuff.” He answered with a shrug. He wouldn’t throw Shinobu under the carriage like that.

“You are too a baby! My sweet baby brother, watch your language!” Mitsuri pouted.

“I’m taller than you.”

“Baby! Boy!” Mitsuri poked him twice in the chest.

“I won’t say swears, Mitsu Prime.” Akimitsu spoke up, looking away from the spider web that had caught his attention while Shinobu was working.

“I knew I could count on you Mitsu Two!” She hugged him tight enough to make him squirm a bit and Taiyo struck his tongue out at them.

“As sweet as this is, I better give the Viscount his drink before the night is through.” Shinobu stood up, glass in hand. “Go back to the table. This shouldn’t take long.”

“Shinobu, are you sure you want to do this alone?” Mitsuri certainly didn’t want Shinobu to be left alone with that venomous man, but her wife had an affinity for dealing with all sorts of toxins. She was sure she would be fine. It was just a matter of whether Junichi would swallow the champagne or have the flute broken over his smug face.

“I won’t be long darling. Go check on the twins. They’ve been unsupervised for far too long. Haruhi is probably still sleeping, or at least trying to.” Shinobu kissed the top of Mitsuri’s head and made her way back into the ballroom.

Mitsuri, though nervous, watched Shinobu go. Taiyo took her hand and brought her to her feet.

“Come on, I want a front row seat.” He grinned, pulling her along with Akimitsu trailing close behind them.

It wasn’t difficult for Shinobu to lock onto the Viscount. The pathetic man was still loitering alone at the drink table, looking visibly drunk. It made her blood boil. He thought he could judge and ridicule her wife for living a more healthy life and loving herself while he couldn’t even pace his alcohol consumption at a fourteen year old’s birthday party?

He happened to sense her approach and turned to her, the scowl on his face melted into a cocky grin. Shinobu never wanted to punch someone’s teeth out more in her life.

“Ah, Princess. Glad to see you again. ‘Been letting loose I see.” He slurred a bit, gesturing towards Shinobu’s fitted white dress shirt. Mitsuri still had her jacket.

“It is a party, is it not?” She casually placed the champagne on the table.

“That it is. You know,” he began, taking a step closer, “I couldn’t help but empathize with you all night.”

“Really.” Shinobu’s tone obviously changed to reflect how she really felt about the man, but he was too absorbed in himself to notice her ire.

“But of course. It may surprise you, but I used to court Princess Mitsuri some time ago. I thought I’d try to see it through, but I couldn’t stand her. I’m sure you can understand why,” he took the champagne flute into his hand, already forgetting that it had been in Shinobu’s possession first, and took a heavy sip, “I don’t envy your position.” He chuckled.

“Have a good night, Viscount.” Shinobu said curtly. She had never found it more difficult to walk away than in that moment, but her mission had been successful. He would be paying for his transgressions soon enough.

“That was fast.”

Mitsuri turned her head, relieved to find Shinobu stalking towards their table. She had been afraid to watch and had Taiyo give her a play by play of what was going down.

“Sit back and enjoy the show in…” Shinobu looked at the grand gold clock, then turned back, “about fifteen minutes.”

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Mitsuri’s heart was pounding. She had never done something so vindictive before. It was so against her nature and yet, she was surprised to find she didn’t feel bad in the slightest. This was exhilarating!

While they were all waiting, King and Queen Kanroji came back from their rounds and sat at the table, blissfully unaware of the events that had transpired in their absence.

“Ah,” King Kanroji groaned as he sat down, “Bedtime shouldn’t be a struggle tonight.” He chuckled.

“Everything running smoothly, darlings?” Queen Kanroji asked, settling Haruhi on her lap.

“We had a bit of a hiccup, but we’ve settled it.” Mitsuri answered carefully.

“Oh, what happ—“

“Good Heavens!”

“Watch it, you oaf!”

The Kanroji table turned to the commotion and saw Junichi stumbling in the middle of the ballroom. He had just thrown up at the feet of Marchioness Koyuki and her husband Marquess Hakuji.

“M-my apologiiiiblegh!” He threw up again, prompting the Marquess to pull his wife out of the line of fire.

“Pull yourself together man! Have you no shame?” The Marquess yelled, aghast.

“He’s been drinking all night.” Another noble man piped up.

“Yet he wonders how he has yet to find a bride.” A few woman giggle and jeer.

“Remind me not to invite him to any of my functions.”

“Remind me, to reject his pathetic proposal to court my daughter.”

“Disgusting!”

“Insulting!”

“How unseemly!”

The ballroom threw insult upon insult at the man as he stumbled and waddled out of the castle. He threw up once more in the bushes and screamed at his coachman to prepare his carriage.

“Was… was that Viscount Junichi Ibara?” King Kanroji blinked slowly, processing, before breaking out into hearty laughter. “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out!” He snickered after he had calmed down a bit.

“Why was he walking like that?” Taiyo was also struggling to breathe at this point. He sat with his forehead resting against the table to try to quell his laughter.

“You may not want to think about it too hard.” Shinobu answered, swirling a leftover flute of juice between her fingers.

“Shinobu?” Queen Kanroji looked at her questioningly. Shinobu gave the Queen a chagrined smile and a shrug before bringing her attention anywhere else.

“Oh, what have you children been up to?” The Queen sighed, a hand upon her forehead in an attempt to stem her oncoming headache. She smacked her husband’s arm when he clapped Shinobu on the back, the laughter coming back in full force. Even Mitsuri had hid her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking as she attempted to keep her laughter at bay.

“Kenji, do not encourage them!” The Queen huffed. “Everyone stop, they’re going to know we had something to do with this if you keep screeching like mules!”

“Oh, lighten up Aika. This party needed a little pick-me-up. You know he needed to be brought down a few pegs. He had this coming for years.” He stood up and clapped Shinobu’s back again with a loud, hollow thump that had the poor girl wincing. “Now I’m going to get my daughter-in-law a stiff drink to celebrate!”

Queen Kanroji, hid her eyes under her hand and sighed again.

“Is it really too much to ask for some subtly? Need I remind you what the point of tonight was? I’m only trying to keep Shinobu out of prison for poisoning a dignitary.”

“And no one appreciates that more than me, momma. Thank you.” Mitsuri kissed her mother’s cheek. “We should definitely go home now.

“Yes, yes. Please say good night to the Prince on your father’s and my behalf. Then come right outside.” The Queen said already pushing her boys towards the door before heading over to the drink table with Haruhi drooling on her shoulder to drag her husband out by his metaphorical ear.

“I’ve never seen your mother look so cross.” Shinobu commented. “It’s rather unsettling.”

“You don’t even know. The scariest is when she gets quiet.” Mitsuri shivered.

“Oh really? It’s the same with my mother.”

“I’m not surprised. Your mom is very nice to me and I’m still scared of her.”

They chuckled quietly and approached Prince Muichiro who was still sitting upon his throne with the same zoned out expression. Mitsuri curtsied and Shinobu bowed, Muichiro gave them a slight nod of acknowledgment.

“My family is preparing to take their leave. Again, thank you very much for inviting us. We had a wonderful time. I hope you’ll consider coming to my sister’s birthday celebration next month.”

“If I remember, sure.”

“We will send an official invitation in a few weeks. Don’t worry.” Mitsuri assured.

Then Muichiro’s eyes fell to Shinobu, who gave a boy a polite smile.

“I saw what you did.”

“H-hu-hu-huh? What?” Mitsuri laughed awkwardly, “Saw what? Who?”

Shinobu held her poker face, though she was caught off guard. Perhaps this boy was more observant then he let on. Certainly a dangerous adversary for those who took him at face value.

Prince Muichiro ignored Mitsuri and held Shinobu’s gaze. He tilted his head to the side appraisingly for a minute before nodding and leaning back in his chair.

“I like you, you’re like a swallow.”

“Ah, thank you.” Shinobu was not entirely sure what she had in common with the bird mentioned, but she would take it in stride if it meant the young Prince wouldn’t sell her out.

“Safe travels.” Muichiro waved the couple off and went back to seemingly staring off into space.

“Wahhh! That was so scary!” Mitsuri gasped, pulling Shinobu’s jacket closer to her in the cold night air.

“I’ll admit I was already planning on how I would decorate my cell.” Shinobu joked.

“That’s not funny, Shinobu!” Mitsuri whined.

“I know, I’m sorry.” Shinobu rose up on her toes to kiss Mitsuri’s cheek. “Let’s go home. I’m exhausted.”

“Me too. I’ve never been more tired in my life.”

Shinobu cooed at Mitsuri sympathetically and wrapped her arm around her waist as they walked to their carriages. Taiyo and Akimitsu greeted them with excited grins and detailed the last few minutes before the Viscount tore out into the night.

On the way home, they laughed together about how Junichi had stumbled into a thistle bush and had fallen into the mud before crawling into his carriage and slamming the door on his ankle. Safe to say he wouldn’t be showing his face in public for awhile.

While the carriages ascended the familiar mountain terrain, Shinobu stoked Mitsuri’s hair as she slept with her head on her lap. She pondered how she would share the story with her family or even if she should. Perhaps it would be a good idea to keep it between herself, the Kanroji Family, and Prince Muichiro for now.

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a song of the sea (additional notes)

a mess of notes/comments/ideas/expansion on my day 3 fic for giyushinoweek, a song of the sea. :)

- the original idea was to base shinobu off of a stonefish, due to those being one of the most venomous fish in the world, and also their use of spines and stings to administer that venom. They’re not the prettiest fish--maybe a lionfish or something would be more appropriate (lionfish being my second choice) but the lethal spines of the stonefish appealed to me more as shinobu’s weapon, due to her sword/fighting style in canon. i also didn’t do that much research, so if i were to expand the fic i’d probably look into it at least a little more haha.

-giyu is what others in the fic call “sea-touched”; the abilities of those called at such kind of vary, but essentially they all have superior water-related abilities of some kind. giyu has especially good navigation skills and is very good at predicting currents and whatnot. he lives alone by the sea and makes his living as a fisherman and being hired onto bigger ships for his abilities. 

-sabito and makomo are alive, but live far away for some reason. urokodaki taught giyu, but is also no longer around (physically, he’s not dead) for some reason too. hadn’t thought this part out that much, even though i’m like, convinced they’re alive here haha. another vein might be that sabito and makomo are also merpeople, hence why giyu lives alone. 

-in the same vein of canon, kanao doesn’t speak very much due to trauma, and so she doesn’t use her natural abilities that much. 

-the natural abilities of the mermaids/sirens refer to their voice; despite physical combat (which shinobu and kanao are very skilled at) in relation to what kind of mermaid they are, their voices are extremely powerful and can distort the sea and the weather. their voices can lure, and also kill, if the intent is there. this would need more exploration of mechanics and probably something to temper the OP-ness of it. i was also playing with the idea of consequences of using the voice for deeds like what shinobu did--severe interference and destruction. didn’t really have time to fully delve into that possibility.

-oyakata-sama lives in a large house/mansion extremely close to the sea, like he has a private dock kind of thing. he helps when shinobu/mermaids in general come onto land, his family has been sea-touched and particular friends of the sea for generations, and they’ve always assisted in these supernatural affairs. he and his family are also why shinobu is able to integrate fairly easily, to an extent, into human society. he and his family teach her a bunch of things. they’re like....what’s the word....bridgekeepers between the two worlds?? that’s not the word, but you get it.

-kanae is dead in this au, killed by humans. i guess there’s a lowkey parallel of humans in this fic vs the demons in canon. buuuut since shinobu offers giyu her protection, i was thinking the reason why the sister don’t hate humans entirely is because kanae had been friends or in love with a human, but was found out by other humans who had more malicious intentions for her. another vein, in a much more expanded setting, would be that shinobu does hate humans and does hate giyu at first and is far more grudging about offering her protection, but he did save kanao, and so it’s much more of a slow burn.

-if i were to be completely self indulgent, i think it’d be neat if like, shinobu/the sisters were mermaid princesses haha. this also might be why there aren’t really consequences to her using her abilities??

-regardless, the sisters would be the last of their clan/school/type, and they are of the more powerful, if not most powerful, mermaids/sea creatures. 

-if you’ve read xxxholic by CLAMP, ideally the protection that shinobu offers would play out like the smaller, episodic stories there, where people come to get their wish granted but it ends up being granted in like...not a way they expect. this would be why shinobu says that giyu may come to regret protection from one such as her; being a mermaid, and a particularly powerful one, she doesn’t have the same values (those i suppose she’d be aware of them, via interaction with oyakata-sama) and perhaps, a certain lack of control over the way protection is granted. like, “magic does not follow the same constraints” kind of thing. although i did really one at least one really dramatic scene where people come to bully/attack/kill giyu because of the wealth he’s accumulating, and shinobu appears and like. rips them apart and it’s really dramatic and kind of gory lmao. the deep sea isn’t a kind place, and shinobu is.....protective. 

-also ideally is that this fic would kind of play out like a grimm fairy tale style wise? i kind of didn’t want to run with the threads of like...giyu and shinobu falling in love and one becoming entirely human or mer, or “the little mermaid” esque story where shinobu has to give up her voice to be on land, or the one where she’s captured and kept in a tank and interacted with that way before she’s freed somehow, etc. (all of these are good, i just didn’t want to write them LOL) i guess i wanted more of a coexistence kind of thing? i want there to be a cool exciting dramatic plot, but like, i don’t actually have one. i guess this would end up being like, my usual giyushino bonding exploration except mermaid AU LMAOOOOO

-shinobu appears and goes into town with giyu sometimes. she’s not exactly fascinated by human culture, but she finds it interesting enough. maybe she also begins to sell remedies and stuff, in accordance with her canon doctor position. sea secrets. people probably assume that this mysterious girl has also become giyu’s mysterious wife. (they’re kind of baffled and sort of like, talk around it, so giyu is oblivious to the assumption until much much later. shinobu catches on faster than he does.)

-i think mermaid aus are another thing, like soulmate aus, that i love reading but like, don’t actually want to write myself LMFAO

-wow a lot of this is shinobu focused. again. i just love her ;__;

-that’s all i got for now if for some reason you want to hear more of this.......send me an ask i guess LMAO for something i came up with really quickly to work with the prompt there were a lot of things i considered and wanted as backstory........but i really doubt that i’m going to write this au out in full.......it’s too long in my head for the way i want it to build up and i just..........don’t have the willpower for that................

#author's notes #uhhhh not gonna tag this with the usual tags cos i'm gonna link it to the fic post #why did i decide on a mermaid au?????????

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oh traveler, take heed (additional notes)

some extra notes for my giyushinoweek day 8 fic, oh traveler, take heed! i wrote that one in one shot last night, so it’s like, extra-hastily written haha. somehow i still ended up thinking of a bunch of background info though??

the general idea for the roles were as follows:

-Shinobu as the Butterfly Witch. She turned out to be a little bit like Rui (the spider demon) ability-wise, re: combat ability with threads/spidersilk in what i wrote. But!! she’s more of an “insect-witch” and draws her ability from various bugs and insects, so i suppose her array of physical combat would stem to like, poisoned needles/darts/knives, or some kind of created piercing weapon via magic. she wouldn’t have a sword in this au, but the combat portion of her magic would still draw from her Breath style. she’s a master at general healing and poisons, but also an expert on curses and hexes and suchlike. originally i kind of wanted her to have this exaggerated, not-so-good reputation, more befitting of a scary witch kind of thing, but in the end it’s more mixed. some will find her kind, some will find her cruel. again, i wanted to draw from CLAMP’s xxxholic, or necromancer by soga shina, where requesting help from shinobu is sort of like...”be careful what you wish for, as the results will not always be what you expect.” sometimes, curses are in place for a reason, or sometimes, what one person sees as a curse another sees as a blessing. the price that shinobu extracts is because she uses that “value” or “energy” to combat the curse/hex/illness/whatever. it is not often that she keeps the price, itself. ailments that she can cure with herbs and whatnot she’ll dispense for free--she has no need for money, since she’s still a princess. but magic of her particular kind has a price, and cannot/should not be used so easily. 

-Giyu as the “Grim Reaper”. He was supposed to be more scary!! He’s Sabito’s loyal knight, and also has the ability to lay souls to rest. He’s more in line with a canon demon slayer--that is, in this au he’d be of the few that can kill demons via cutting off their head. (witches can also kill demons!) he’s also of the few that can combat shades, remnants, the undead, and suchlike. to be honest, he takes it upon himself to do the dirty work that sabito would never ask him to do; it’s never anything terribly immoral, as he shares everything with sabito and makomo, but it pains sabito nonetheless that such a thing is necessary. some call giyu the reaper in fear, and some in hope. theoretically, he also has some necromancy abilities, but he’s not actually aware of it yet, and it’s something of a forbidden art. spirits who will willingly do his bidding are one thing, forcing them into a vessel is another. because his ability revolves around death, the common people find him very difficult to be around. it doesn’t help that he’s normally quite taciturn. sabito, giyu, and makomo are childhood friends, but before he met them, giyu was raised more by the dead than the living. (tsutako’s ghost, perhaps?) 

-Sabito as the Fox Prince. sorry, that’s it, i didn’t think any further than that LOL. he has some latent abilities too, but i didn’t think on that long enough to flesh them out. he’s a very good swordsman himself, and is often away from the castle amongst his people. he’s very well liked and has a very strong sense of justice and protecting the weak, and is constantly looking for ways to improve the kingdom. he’s a bit of a workaholic, and relies deeply on makomo and giyu. he kiiinda usurped the throne, but to the relief and benefit of everyone, since before him, it was the hand demon that was sitting on it, who had killed and eaten the previous king and all his family and heirs. he sleeps poorly, hence why makomo says that she hopes he’s at least dreaming well in the fic. (he’s not, unfortunately. the poor boy.)

-Makomo as the Fox Witch. Lady Makomo is the Prince’s companion and assistant in running the kingdom! she also acts as the ambassador to the surrounding kingdoms. she’s also kind of like a shadow operative within the kingdom--like a spy, i guess? her magic is a little unclear, but ranges more on the defensive/communication side. i imagine it extends to foxes also, like she can communicate with them and possibly transform into one. she’s the last line of defense.

-Kanae as the eldest Kochou Princess. Kanae is not quite a witch, more of a seeress or oracle. she tells fairly accurate common fortunes, and has a very good sense of incoming danger. this is also why their small kingdom has remained at peace for so long. she can be a little careless with this ability--shinobu thinks they should have kept it much more hidden. it’s not exactly widespread, but kanae would be safer had she not been so selfless. a more extended fortune-telling would need a more formal ceremony, and so the kochou kingdom will receive requests from high-ranking people on occasion, which the kochou sisters decide together whether or not to take. as such an in-depth telling would drain kanae, taking her days to recover, and so they do not take these requests very often, no matter what they’re offered. kanae’s combat ability affects the mind--she can scramble and distort thoughts if she concentrates, though this can also affect her negatively. she has very strong mental fortitude as a result of her magic. i’d like for her to also have a physical means of defense, so she can probably also swing a sword, haha.

-Kanao as the youngest Kochou Princess. Kanao has some seeress ability, and so is training under kanae, mostly, to hone/develop these. when she was young, she was able to hear voices which were other people’s thoughts. but because she grew up in the slums and no one was really around to explain her abilities to her, she and others believed she was cursed, and she broke under the stress of others’ emotions until she was picked up by kanae and shinobu. kanao was trained by shinobu in combat, and so she’s also kanae’s bodyguard while shinobu is away from the castle, especially when kanae is performing rituals which leaves her defenseless. 

-Doma, as the second prince of demons. There are twelve princes corresponding with the twelve demon moons. i guess there should also be twelve minor princes or nobles, to coincide with the lower moons? anyway. his followers attacked the kochou kingdom once and were repelled, largely by shinobu’s tactics. he’s been in love(?) with her ever since, but has marked her elder sister, because he knows that’s more motivation. 

misc other things:

- the village that shinobu told giyu not to go to--she was, in fact there, releasing the village from a “curse”, but it was one of those things where the releasing the spell was actually more detrimental to the village, but it’s the village’s problem of their own making because they’ve clung to traditions due to malice. the villagers end up being their own undoing, and the “curse” was actually to keep worse things from happening. it’s super vague since i didn’t think that deeply into the actual details of what happened--again, i just wanted that feeling of “be careful of what you wish for” type of thing. 

-i actually wanted shinobu to travel with giyu for a bit before they go to sabito! i wanted something like, giyu takes a small retinue of knights/people from a local village or something while on the search for the butterfly witch, and shinobu slips in and pretends to be one of them (though i was worried her height might give her away lmao). after a side mission is all said and done with, maybe that’s when they all go to the kochou castle, and giyu’s like, “i’m looking for the butterfly witch” and kanae laughs and says “but haven’t you already found her?” and giyu’s like “what?” and kanae’s like “she’s next to you, isn’t she? welcome home, sister.” and shinobu reveals herself and is like “hello. :) thank you kanae, i’m home.” and everyone loses their mind. i love dramatic reveals!! i wanted there to be a dramatic reveal!!!

-the “fox kingdom” (lmao kingdom names are hard and i didn’t actually come up with any proper ones, so i just. vaguely referred around it) and the kochou kingdom are officially allied. sabito saved kanae’s life once, and he and makomo are friends with kanae and shinobu. kanao and giyu were for some reason not present during when this happened LOL. but this is also why makomo tells giyu to search for the butterfly witch. the butterfly witch’s status is not actually public knowledge, hence why makomo tells giyu to go to the kochou kingdom. she would’ve explained more/the fact that the witch is also a princess, but giyu left before she could, lol. 

-originally i was gonna have giyu end up being shinobu’s familiar but then i was like......that’s too much too complicated so he’s just her traveling companion and partner to kill doma lol

hmmmm i guess that’s it for now!! thanks for reading!!

#author's notes #i had shinobu as a witch before i saw the halloween art #but made giyu more grim reapery after i saw the art #originally he was just a knight haha. why do i not make him the cool one when i do aus?? #im shinobu biased i guess