• In all honesty Giyuu stopped working 
• The tea cup he’d brought to his lips spilling tea in his lap as you panic 
• It’s only until your by his side looking worried that he comes back down to earth 
• As you help clean up, he holds your hand a gentle look in his eyes that causes you to pause 
• In a voice that somehow ends up thick with emotion but controlled at the same time he asks, “Are you sure?”
• Watching you smile and nod brings tears to his eyes 
• He hugs you, body shaking as he cries 
• Nuzzling into your hair as you trace shapes into his back, tears building up in your own eyes at Giyuu’s reaction
• When he pulls back, tears still falling but a smile so gentle and warm curls and melts his once guarded face 
•  Giyuu kisses you

• HYPED, REALLY HYPED 
• He’s so happy when you tell him those words
• With a happy smile he twirls you around, bring you into a warm hug before kissing you so deeply and lovingly that you almost lose your breath
• Kyojuro laughs, he laughs so loudly and happily that Senjuro comes in to check if everything’s ok
• Senjuro almost starts crying when Kyojuro and you tell him - happy of course - a “I’m going to be an uncle!” getting shouted before he’s running to the kitchen to make something spectacular 
• Kyojuro smothers you with kisses 
• Instantly makes sure you have everything, all the comforts he can provide 
• He runs around the house with vigor to make sure nothing can harm you even accidently - already taking note of pointy corners and potential tripping hazards that could cause harm later if they weren’t moved or covered 
• Every so often he’ll come back round after moving things to give you kisses and hugs
• Its quite comical how easily his excitement infects the whole house - even your father-in-law Shinjuro was happy once being told - making it 
• He’s already writing letters to the other pillars and to Ubuyashiki-sama about the wonderful news 

• It takes a moment for it to properly sink in 
• He hears you saying those words and it kinda goes in one ear and out the other 
• A smile - so warm and gentle - breaks the rough scowl he usual wears though once it properly sinks in
• He rests his hand against your stomach, having a profound sense of worry and contentment + love all at the same time 
• You watch as those emotions swirl around in his eyes, before saying his name with gentleness catching his attention once again and speaking words of reassurance - “It’s ok Sanemi, our child will be happy” you said with a smile, hand overlapping his as it rested on your stomach “We’ll be great parents”
• He swallows back tears, adam’s apple bobbing softly as his smile becomes bigger a “Damn right we are” slipping out from between his lips
• Obviously Sanemi feels so happy about you being pregnant but the small nagging fear of turning into his dad is still a problem that hangs-on in the back of his mind - even after your first reassurances 

• A small “Ah” leaves his lips the first time you say it
• Your both coming back from a mission, muscles aching as you travel towards one of the wisteria houses - the other wives waiting for both of you to return home safe and sound - and you’ve said it like a passing comment about the weather as you’ve reached the wisteria house’s doors
• Another “AH!” leaves his lips, this time louder and more surprised, stopping him in his path to look at you as the words finally register
• Hands suddenly pointing at you - almost accusingly - as Uzui lets out another “AHHH!”
• “HOW FLAMBOYANT!!” 
• Gets hyped 
• Like, really hyped - and why shouldn’t he be? Your baring his child 
• Doesn’t leave your side 
•  Literally follows you around the estate in a proud and protective haze - abit like an eager guard dog 
• Just goes one about how flamboyant you and the baby are and how happy he is all the way until you go to bed
• Of course just as your on the cusp of sleep your poked awake 
• “You let me throw you at demons (Y/N)…” and while Uzui’s tone is calm there’s irritation in his eyes 
• You nod, trying to get some sleep, eyes closing before your rudely poked in the tit
• “You let me throw you at demons (Y/N)…” it was his pause that got you giggling though “Your pregnant (Y/N)! Don’t laugh! That’s not very flamboyant of you!!”

• He pauses
• Frozen so perfectly that you could have mistaken him for a statue or painting - in fact the only way you knew he wasn’t a statue was the almost comical way he blinked 
• his hands having dropped the bandages - the one’s he usually wore around his mouth - having only just taken them off
• Kaburamaru poking his cheek gently to get him to move
• For a moment its one of those where you think that he’s not happy about it
• Until of course he’s clasping both of your hands between his, shaking slightly - but with strength - as he asks if your being serious, a very blank but serious expression that had tints of nervous
• When you nod, a small “Yes..”  and in response Iguro nods back with confidence - the type of confidence that a drunk man has just before their about to fail a Breathalyzer test - and then without warning blacks out 
• After 5 minutes he comes back round with a very panicked you fanning him with loose paper and a glass of water at the ready  
• Of course after spending a couple of minutes cooling down and actually registering that holy shit, he’s gonna be a dad, Iguro - much like Giyuu’s reaction - starts crying 
• Iguro, through happy tears, murmurs praises and promises 

• Bursts into tears straight away 
• Scoops you up so your resting on his forearms, tears streaming down his face as praise and “Thank yous” fall past his lips
• It almost brings you to tears with how happy and lovingly gentle he is
• Gyomei had always been soft and gentle with you but after hearing those words - “Gyomei, I’m pregnant” - makes him 10x more gentle with you
• He just holds you so gently 
• Holding your form so carefully against his own 
• Gyomei spends so much time making sure your resting and comfortable - it doesn’t matter that you’ve only just found out yourself and are only a couple of weeks
• It’s a very important and private matter for the next couple weeks, nobody finds out or even knows until both of you are ready to tell 
• Of course when you both do tell its at the end of a meeting 
• Gyomei constantly has a gentle smile on his face
• His hands constantly brush against you as a small protective way to make sure your ok
• Overall just so happy - he still cries sometimes with happiness 

• Confused to begin with
• He just kind of nods along with your words while watching the clouds roll by the first time you told him - absent mindedly stroking your knuckles - as your talking through things 
• To be absolutely honest your words don’t really sink in until two weeks later when he’s speaking with Tanjirou who’s talking about Kanao being pregnant and then just kinda blurts out “Oh, (Y/N)’s pregnant……wait” - of course Tanjirou’s stood there congratulating him and getting excited at the kids being so close together in age while Tokito’s having a crisis because you guys are only 20 and you’ve been married for 2 years so to him it feels abit early 
• It’s one of those were he feels overwhelmed to begin with, mind quickly flitting from one thing to another before settling on how happy you sounded when you told him the first time - because even if it took awhile to register Tokito always made sure to memorize whatever he could about you even subconsciously 
• Tokito comes home with a furrowed brow and a confused happiness from deep in his chest 
• Asks for you to repeat the words you’d said two weeks earlier before you can even say “Welcome home!” 
• You do in a very confused manner 
• Light kisses are placed all over your face and Tokito thanks you for the news, a faint smile on his lips

for confessions kyojuro would least expect them. he doesn’t expect anyone to be so upfront with him, partly because he knows people shy away from his seemingly “aggressive nature”. he’s not aggressive, he promises, he’s just very enthusiastic. it scares off most of the younger/lower rank demon slayers—he knows. but you seemed to become a different case for him. which he liked. he enjoyed you running up to him whenever you two would meet, eyes sparkling with pure joy, and face bright with a smile on it. it made his heart soar. every piece of him tingled with glee at the sight of you.

was this what a crush was?

yes.

so when you approached him during the annual firework festival…kyojuro knew what to expect. you would definitely come to greet him, like always. he stood in front of the bonfire, loving the sound of the firewood crackling and the warmth of the flames. he hopes he could become like the flames some day. the sound of your geta running up to him slowed down and he was a bit confused. maybe he was mistaken. maybe you were running up to tomioka-san or the kamado child behind him. but what he heard next had him frozen as if he was in ice.

“i like you. i like you so very much, that i waited until today tell you. so please kami-sama, please let rengoku-san turn around and accept me.”

what? could you run that by him again?

turning around slowly, the male laughed at you. you felt your heart bleed almost. he was…laughing? did he think you were funny? were you joking in his mind? feeling embarrassment hang over your head, you wanted to disappear right at that moment. how could you be so foolish to confess to the other? but that wasn’t the case. kyojuro was laughing in shock, awkwardness, and awe. you liked him? you wanted him? you wanted him! the him that everyone seems to be cautious around emotionally, the him the makes people tremble from his enthusiasm…and the him that was utterly in love with you. his eyebrows furrowed soon after, noticing the way your mood had dropped. your head hung low, and as he stepped forward, you stepped back.

“f…forget what i said, hahaha!” you raised your head and laughed, eyes filled to the brim with tears as you tried to make it all seem like a joke.

kyojuro’s heart snapped in half.

“the other demon slayers were going around saying this rumor! like if you s-stood in the person you like’s shadow and confessed them they’d turn around and…and…” you lost your train of thought as kyojuro came close to you, holding your cheek gently as you spoke to him.

“and?…go on (y/n).” his voice echoed in your mind and you looked away from his eyes, feeling suddenly flustered.

“and they would then accept your feelings…” your voice was tiny, but kyojuro smiled softly.

“i’ve turned around, is that too short of an answer for you?” the flame hashira teased, and you could only stare at him.

pressing his warm lips to yours, you could feel yourself melting. it felt like being kissed by the sun, something warm, fresh, and oh-so-comfortable you could stay within it all day long. the other pulled away first, giving you a kind smile.

what a dream love was.

this man would honestly be a mess if you confessed first.

and you’d probably do it in an odd manner too that’d have him in confusion.

after a hashira meeting you all would disperse, walking around and minding your own—but you. you had this all planned out. you had to do it today. mustering up the courage for months, it was a promise made to yourself that you would definitely confess. he would not even notice you coming near him until you’re directly in front of him, giving the poor male a shock. stepping back a few feet, sanemi would honestly be weirded out.

were you okay? why’re you invading his personal space? but—it was you to be this weird—so he didn’t question it. you maintained your silence, just boring holes into his soul with your stare.

after waving a hand in your face, you regained yourself. a smile came across your face as you held the man’s scarred hands gently. you pressed them against your face, earning the looks of all of your fellow hashira around you.

“what an amusing sight.” the sound hashira replied, rubbing his chin in interest.

“sanemi-kun.” your soft voice called to him, earning a blush from the male.

“whadd’ya want? got attention from everyone for your stupid request.” he mumbled, staring at the way your eyes didn’t lose their glow.

“i was wondering if you wanted my confession today. i’ve been waiting to tell you how much i like you for quite a while now. if it isn’t too much trouble, may i tell you of how it first-“

“that’s enough. you’re tryna tell me you like me, right? like some silly crush?” the other spat, and you nodded your head.

“yes, indeed! i’m absolutely in love you with you.” you answered, chuckling when his blush only deepened.

“a-alright, alright. i get it. i accept it, okay? now beat it. i’ve got places to be.” the male responded, feeling his heart do a backflip.

you walked away after that, literally skipping away. stopping in front of the mist hashira, you handed the younger a piece of candy as you two began a conversation. sanemi watched you intently, smiling softly to himself. his heart felt warm. it felt loved. and to receive it all from you just took the cake.

sanemi would find you to be his healing.

he’d come home from tough missions to an empty hole. he doesn’t live with anyone. he rejects genya anytime that they see one another so he stays alone. it allowed him to wallow in shame and self-hate without interruptions. you change that. after meeting you, there is something to come home to. and it’s you. he slides open the door to see you sitting at the table, waiting for him to come and eat with you. your hands lay on your lap, eyes casted downwards. sanemi would almost always release a breath of relief.

you’re here.

you’re alive.

his hands seemed to tremble whenever you were around, and it’d scare him wholeheartedly. knowing that you loved him with his whole heart scared him. he wanted to run away at every moment you held him in your arms, pressing his face against your heart. your heart beat softly, it felt weak. were you okay? hed always want to take you to a doctor to receive treatment but you’d reassure him. you weren’t sick—you were calm and content.

he comes home from his last night in the butterfly mansion, entering his home with tears in his eyes. he was gone for too long. you must’ve run away. you needed better. you deserved better. but still, he saw you sitting at your same spot. the noise of the door sliding open had you on your feet, and you ran into the male’s arms. jumping into the air, sanemi caught you. nothing felt better.

tears were falling endlessly down your cheeks as you babbled on and on about how you missed him and how you were so scared. you were trembling and he wanted to know why. are you okay? would you like something? but you shook your head, holding his face in your hands.

“nothing but you.” was all you said and it had sanemi in tears.

he loves you so much. you’re all he needs. healing. was this healing? he doesn’t know what it’s supposed to be like. but trust me, you’d be his healer.

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when you asked TANJIRO for a kiss, he was more than ecstatic and happy to kiss you.

though, the poor baby was super nervous and hesitant as well. what if it went wrong? what if he messed things up?

he began overthinking, growing more and more nervous the closer you got to him. eventually, you had to grab his hands and reassure him that it was okay.

after much convincing and battling himself, tanjiro finally just went for it.

it was one of the cutest kisses ever bro. he was so shy about it— but after easing into it, he seemed to loosen up a bit.

[depending on your height,] he got up on his tippy toes/bent down so it was easier for your lips to connect. (or none of that if you’re around the same height <3)

very shaky hands.

when you guys finally pulled away, his face was so red, his eyes alight with excitement. it seemed like he couldn’t stay still, bouncing on the heels of his feet.

“y/n, that was amazing! can we do it again?”

kisses you with more confidence and eagerness.

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when you asked INOSUKE for a kiss, he was lowkey confused at first.

“a kiss? what’s that? is that your way OF CHALLENGING ME?”

you then began to explain to him what a ‘kiss’ was.

he was curious asf to try it out after that, but he seemed too shy to initiate it.

“inosuke, it’s okay! relax, here, i’ll show you—”

for some reason, THAT got him fired up. “WHAT? NO, I’LL DO IT FIRST!”

grabs your face and pulls you into a questionable(?) kiss.

he clearly had no clue what he was doing, but you found the effort adorable.

he ends up liking them a lot, and will find discreet ways to get you to kiss him again.

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when you asked ZENITSU for a kiss, he thought you were joking at first.

“what? you.. you want to KISS ME?”

when you tell him you’re 100% serious, he grew all flustered, his face and ears turning bright red.

“no one has ever wanted to kiss me before.. you’re serious?”

he was SUPER anxious about it, too.

“BUT WHAT IF I MESS IT UP? WHAT IF ITS NOT GOOD AT ALL AND YOU LEAVE ME FOR SOMEONE WHO CAN KISS YOU BETTER?”

you had to reassure him over and over again that you would never leave him just over a kiss.

eventually calming down a little, he makes the first move and cups your cheeks, pulling you in for the kiss.

kind of awkward, but after a bit, he grew more confident in the kiss, cupping the back of your neck to get a better hold on you.

ends up LOVING it. of course, he pulled away still apologizing and feeling incredibly self conscious; but he definitely begged for more kisses from you from then on out.

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when you asked RENGOKU for a kiss, he was a bit startled by the request.

“a kiss?” he’d repeat the question, but you could see the grin forming on his lips.

“WHY, OF COURSE!! IF IT IS WHAT YOU DESIRE!” not like he’d admit that that was what he wanted as well.

he’s super stoked and eager to kiss you, but he doesn’t want to scare you off. he wants you to be as comfortable as possible.

he’ll run a hand through your hair, constantly pointing out things he loves about you, complimenting you over and over again.

finally, he’d pull you in for a slow and tender kiss, yet there was a yearning in it as well, as if he never wanted it to end.

there wasn’t any rush— it was just slow and passionate, almost soothing in a way.

finally, when you’d need air, he’d pull away, eyes and cheeks glowing, that huge grin of his getting even wider.

“WOW, Y/N! THAT WAS WONDERFUL! LET ME KISS YOU AGAIN!”

gets constant pecks from you bc he simply can’t get enough of you.

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when you asked MITSURI for a kiss, she was already ready to kiss you all over.

“oh, why didn’t you ask me sooner, angel? i would LOVE to kiss you!”

despite wanting to kiss you, she also wanted to make sure you were comfortable, giving you reassurances.

she pecked your forehead and cheeks a BUNCH before she finally placed a light kiss on your lips, as if testing the waters.

after realizing you were completely alright with it, she went for it, squishing your cheeks as she gave you a more passionate kiss on the lips, leaving you dazed once she pulled away.

she had a way of leaving you wanting more kisses; that was for sure.

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when you asked GIYUU for a kiss, he was definitely taken aback and caught off guard.

he wasn’t used to being asked to be kissed. not many people usually talked to him, after all.

not until you came along, that was.

he was very quiet when you asked— which led you to believe he didn’t want to, so you apologized profusely, trying to clear the awkward air that you may have caused.

but, without a word, he grabbed ahold of your wrist, pulling you closer and connecting your lips.

you were too dumbfounded to react, feeling your cheeks and ears burn bright red from the sudden action.

he’d pull away, his hands tucking themselves back by his sides before looking away, though you could catch a glimpse of his pink tinted cheeks.

“i hope that answered your question.”

i think you both would be amazing as a pair.

he would genuinely take care of you, looking after you the same way you look after others. he’d be like a key to you, opening the pocket of your heart. you’d be scared that he entered into the deepest part of your emotions, but as the person he is—it’s all so weird and warm at the same time. tanjiro had the ability to make you feel so loved and appreciated. you yearn for him as he does for you.

he especially appreciates your physical touch towards him. if he comes back from a long mission, he’d be shy about going to you at first. but after a few times the male would collapse straight in front of you and give you a sheepish smile. there you both would laugh slightly and he’d scoot in to have you hold him. leaning into his your touch, tanjiro would visibly melt at the feeling of being in your hold.

you both would care for nezuko equally. initially being wary of the idea of someone else caring for his sibling besides himself, he immediately trusted you to care for her. and you were great at it. nezuko loves to be on your lap while tanjiro would train throughout the night. seeing the image of you nurturing and caring for a small nezuko would have his heart racing. it’s giving him images of your life with him in the future.

“(y/n)! come with me!” tanjiro would exclaim excitedly, taking your hand within his own.

you’d look up curiously, searching for anything in his eyes. no, there’s no sign of mischief. sighing with a smile, you let the demon slayer take you by the hand and lead you outside. there he led you to the nearest river, where the sound of water streaming was especially serene at night. he sat you down and took a seat beside you. tanjiro’s head leaned onto your shoulder, and you gave your lover a smile.

“why here? we could’ve seen the stars from home.” you’d question, looking to the other curiously.

“just because. i like the way the moonlight shines on you here. it makes you look unreal.” he’d answer, cheeks pink but tone sincere.

mans hella in love w u.

staying in was a good idea for kyojuro. he enjoyed being in the confined space of his home, as long as he was besides you. honestly he’d just go with whatever you’d want—mainly because you’re all he wants. as his spouse, he found himself just following you aimlessly around on his off days, always just wanting to be by you. since you both had limited time together, every second counted. the hashira always made sure you look lengthy rests in between doing work just so he could have some quality time with you.

you, of course, still had to get your chores done. and it was cute having a person always willing to help you. senjuro would take the day off, his brother taking his place instead. anything you’d turn around for, kyojuro would be immediately on his feet, getting it himself. he knew the faster he gave everything to you, the faster he’d be able to spend time with you. i mean, even being in the kitchen with you was splendid to him. he loved to see the domestic sight of you both as a married couple.

“kyojuro, why don’t you go sit with father?” you’d suggest, turning around to look for the daikon.

your husband gave you the thinly sliced vegetable, smiling as he handed off to you. you didn’t fail to notice the way his cheeks slightly pinked at the slight touch of your hands against his own.

“no, it’s okay! i…” he paused, sitting up straight in the seat he had taken in the kitchen, “i’d like to spend all day with you. if that’s alright, my love.”

you felt your cheeks heat up, laughing softly. turning back to look at the male, his cheeks immediately reddened, finding the sight of you giving him a bright smile absolutely adoring.

“of course it is, kyojuro.” you’d laugh, allowing the male to join you.

“may i taste the dinner?” he’d request, eyes boring holes into your soul.

you stood your ground, shaking your head. no, he couldn’t. because when he did he’d just continue to “taste test” it until half of your dinner was gone. seeing you shake your head, it was almost as if some of his hair went down, and it dropped in sadness. sighing in defeat, you ruffled the male’s locks. a spoon was balanced in your free hand. holding it to the male’s mouth, your husband took a sip of your broth.

“ah, how about the meat? am i allowed to test it for you?” he’d be on his feet, next to you.

and so that’s why dinner was a bit short tonight.

okay tengen hates the idea of spending the night in. he prefers to always go out and do something. your husband insists on spending the day out with all of his wives, but you tended to stay behind. the three other girls noticed this, finding it upsetting that you were home alone. someone needed to stay back and watch it, and you, a demon slayer wouldn’t mind. the girls would still go on ahead, tengen leaving with them. but tonight…it was a little different.

it’s been exactly four years since you married the male. he wanted to leave the clan by then, but you had come along and he for some reason couldn’t let you be married off to some other random male. it hurt his heart to see others touch you, tainting you. and so he married you. then he left the clan. four years clean of his dirty connections, and four years of knowing you. you tended to stay quiet, joining the others on special occasions sometimes, but preferring to be by yourself. tengen didn’t understand you, despite being with you almost all the time.

“girls,” he announced, calling over his three wives.

the three women, makio, suma, and hinatsuru all came to his room. you must’ve been out fetching something in the city for dinner. but that was good. he sat down on the tatami mats, crossing his legs. the girls sat across from him, waiting for him to speak.

“we’re staying in tonight. you girls take over dinner and arrangements for tonight, okay? i..” he rubbed the back of his sheepishly, giving his wives a soft smile, “i wanna make tonight flamboyant for ‘er.”

“yes!” all three of them exclaimed, scrambling onto their feet excitedly to make tonight special.

and the result ended up you being back inside due to the huge mess that had occurred. apparently the girls sent you out so that they could take over, and suma messed up the rice cakes which resulted in makio hitting the poor girl. at the same time hinatsuru happened to bump into the two arguing wives, spilling the soup everywhere and ruining the meal. so you rolled up your sleeves and took over, cooking.

“you’re not coming in tonight? the girls already brought in something from town, you don’t need to cook dinner.” tengen softly spoke to you, watching you sweep the ground of bits of vegetables and grains of rice everywhere.

“no, please go ahead without me. i’ll be needing to finish this all-“ you turned around to see the male looming over you, his head hung low.

holding the broom close to your chest, you gave your husband a wary look. was he…okay? gently poking the male with your finger, his hand gently took it into his own. he caressed the smaller hand, mesmerized that they have gone hard due to intense training, cooking, and cleaning.

“i wanted to spend tonight flamboyantly. it seems as if you’ve forgotten what’s today, no?” his voice was barely above a whisper, and you felt shocked that he looked almost…defeated.

“it’s been four years since i’ve been brought into the family,” you bowed onto the ground, “thank you for taking-“

“get up already. i don’t want that.” tengen’s voice became annoyed, pulling you up with slight force.

“then shall i make you a meal?” you suggested, maintaining your gaze downwards.

“no. (y/n)- what’s your problem? i don’t know if it’s me but—i just wanted us to spend today together, with the girls. are you not my wife? are you not someone that i’m allowed to be with on these important occasions? what are you, a maid?” his voice was laced with anger now, and you turned around.

“i am not your spouse, i’m not…i’m not one of them.” you whispered, continuing your work.

you knew you weren’t one of them. continuing your work, you left the male speechless. you picked up all for he accumulated dirt, tossing it into a bin to throw out. then, with one las look towards tengen, you left outside to throw out the scraps.

marriage itself was very sacred to him. he was in shock when you even brought up the topic, because he assumed most people were afraid of his physique and demeanor, but you reassured him that you loved him anyways. he was your love, and nothing would ever possibly change that. so once he stared to his fellow hashira that he was getting married they all just gawked at him for a minute or two.

it was ubuyashiki who first congratulated him, saying that many blessings were to come in his stead. uzui and rengoku followed next, patting their friend on the back to show they’re so happy for him while the rest cheered him on. your wedding went by smoothly and earned him one of the happiest moments of his life.

i think you’d honestly be a housewife/husband. you’d stay at home and take care of the cleaning and dishes and all that meticulous stuff because he IS a hashira who’s out everyday working to protect you. he’d constantly keep his attention on your familial home, making sure that you’re always safe within the confined space.

“gyomei-kun! i told you i’m okay now, i don’t need another inspection of the home!” you exclaimed, trying to push the large man out for his mission.

you could barely even shove him due to his size. he stood still, tilting his head downwards to gaze at you. raising a hand, the male pat your head affectionately, pulling you into a hug shortly after. hugs from your husband were amazing. warm, loving, and long. he could keep you in his pocket all day long if he wanted to.

there’d be a lot of downtime for you two. times where you both engage in doing different things, but being in the same room together is the most pleasant part of it all. sometimes you’d visit him while training with snacks and drinks in your hands to give to him. he’d be grateful, the two of you treat genya like your child anyways and give him meals whenever he’s had a good training day or a bad one. yes, shinazugawa genya is your child.

he wouldn’t be too keen on dates though, i feel. i think he’d be so awkward and stiff while you two are out getting mochi together, his hands staying folded in front of him as you are bouncing next to him from delight. you’d notice that he’s feeling off so you’d try to feed him, only for the mochi to touch his lips and fall onto the ground. that’s when you caught the yellow flag and decided to take the rest of the pieces home. of course, on the way back you comforted him and told him you were happy that you both went out to eat together—which he was so happy to hear that he cried.

(it’s not like he’s not always crying anyways…)

otherwise i think he’d be rarely home ngl. he takes care of the master and manages to train a lot of students which takes up a lot of time. you both have you nights together and he makes sure to enjoy every second with you. but in the day you just cook, clean, and go out to spend time out with friends while he trains and supervises young demon slayers.

he’s a clingy husband too when he’s home. just attached to your side, following you around the home like a lost puppy as you try to still do your chores for the day. like you’d be sweeping and he’d be all up next to you, just standing there. it’ll obviously annoy you after a while, and you’d tell him to stay in the living room as you cleaned and cooked. he got many cuddles after that for being still. he’s the stone hashira for a reason.

it’s okay, you love each other dearly though. being with him is living with a giant bear who just yearns for your affection and adoration.

this became completely self-indulgent i’m so sorry..

kyojuro would be adorable in a marriage. he’d admit it right before the end of a hashira meeting, proudly exclaiming that he was to be we’d in a few days and that everyone was invited. the problem was that no one even knew he was seeing someone or that he he was capable of loving someone romantically while being a demon slayer. but he was, he’s just that versatile.

the male didn’t fail to surprise everyone at his wedding either. showcasing his lover had everyone in awe, their beauty was just so outstanding. the kamabokko squad was especially happy, having a big sister to take care of them when in danger. and his own brother, senjurou, would live having you home with him. since he ends up doing all the familial work, you intervene and allow him to live that childhood he deserves. his father is a little rough around the edges when it comes to you, but you two eventually made up.

kyojuro would be a loving husband. open with his emotions and always ready to give you his all. it’s in his personality to give his one-hundred percent, but with you he makes sure it’s his two-hundred percent. whenever he’s home, you’d both be in your room, basking in the morning light together. after that you’d prepare his breakfast, feeding him a traditional meal where he’d just enjoy the food with his whole heart. your food always makes his heart warm and eyes light up.

on days off you spend the day just talking about the times we’re you couldn’t meet. he’d excitedly talk about his missions and you’d talk about your daily duties which would make him so interested. he’d respect you a lot. you spend everyday doing the same cycle, yet you’re so comfortable and satisfied with your life. it makes his heart swell to see you look happy. you both would then go in a date in the afternoon, spending time together.

his idea of a date would just to sit by a river and enjoy the scenery, where you talked about your memories with him and the funnier moments of your life growing up. the man would listen to it all, he finds it amazing how you lived your life so different from his own. despite never being home, the male is entirely dedicated to you. he spends almost all his missions thinking about you and how he needs to become stronger in order to come home to you!

“i’m home!” kyojuro would exclaim, laughing happily at the sight of his brother running up to him.

he’d hug the young male, holding him in his arms for a bit longer. his father even came out to greet him, giving him a long stare before walking off. the male knew his father meant well. but there was no you. he waited, and waited, and waited a bit more…but you didn’t come to greet him. looking down at senjurou with a risen eyebrow, the smaller only pointed inside the house, where kyojuro ran inside.

you were just cooking dinner, wearing an apron and sleeves rolled up. the sound of footsteps running towards you gave you the chills, grabbing the nearest pot and swinging it in the direction of the entity coming near you. you gasped once you saw it was kyojuro, wincing at the way the pot just hit him across the head. your husband would fall into the ground, laughing at what had just occurred.

“kyo-kun! i’m so sorry! i didn’t mean to uh, you know…just clobber you like that…haha…” you trailed off, sheepishly laughing at what you had done.

your husband held your face gently, staring at your with mirth in his eyes. you’d take your apron into hand to wipe the blood from his nose, the two of you laughing at the sudden action. kyojuro would only then hug you tightly, lifting you back onto your feet as he quickly changed into a more casual outfit.

then, for the rest of the day he’d just chill with you. sitting in the kitchen and talking, helping you fix the pot you inconveniently broke, all while being your taste tester. (you’d have to grill him sweet potatoes so he stops eating pieces of the dinner…)

overall he’s like a dream to be with, since he’s so considerate and loving!

a first date with kyojuro would be nice. i think he’d be somewhat confident, but dreading it because it’s something he himself never experienced before. sure, he’s had those young female demon slayers come up to him with confessions—but to him they didn’t matter much. he only worked to slay demons. yet coming along was you, which made everything flip over in his mind. an interest in you caused him to see everything differently.

he had lost his mother as a young age. following his father’s spiraling into alcoholism—the young man didn’t learn much from the older rengoku. he didn’t know how to feel when you made him get all tingly. your subtle touches to his hands and shoulders got him all confused. it shouldn’t have felt that good. it was especially odd when his anger rose whenever you leaned in a bit too close to tengen or gyomei. it was your nature to be kind. he believed so. he mustered the courage to elongate a conversation with you when you both were walking home from a mission together.

“rengoku-san, are you walking me home?” you questioned his actions, hiding a smile behind your hands as his cheeks heated.

“i’m…i am! if you don’t mind of course, i’d like to see you get home safely!” he admitted, watching your smile appear before him.

a fond smile. something that you can only experience firsthand, nothing you could ever read about. that smile on your lips was a signal for him. you liked him. the hashira leaned in, pressing his nose to your forehead. you just blinked at his actions, finding it hard to understand what he was even doing. it cleared up after a while. a kiss. he was kissing your head. trying to hold in your laugh, you pulled away to press a soft chaste kiss to the side of the male’s face.

“if you’d like a longer one,” you started, speaking softly.

“i would!” he exclaimed, face reddening.

laughing, you found his embarrassment endearing. it wasn’t like the male to act out of proportion. but to you it felt heavenly. he was too precious for this world. reaching a hand up, you cupped his cheek gently.

“then maybe we should go out for some dango together.” you suggested, chuckling when he agreed with your idea immediately.

and so that led to your first date.

he didn’t know where to take you for dango. the hashira requested for a day off for the first time in his career. he wanted to spend the whole day indulging into you. he decided to meet with you in front of your house, wearing an old outfit his father had worn growing up. you stepped out of your home, closing the gate quietly, as kyojuro waited for you to turn around. spinning in your outfit, his face slowly lit up seeing you wearing a pretty kimono for the date.

“y…you look amazing!” his words made you flustered, looking away and walking ahead.

trailing behind you, the male started the conversation, talking about how he was so excited to be with you today. you, the whole time were flustered. doesn’t he know that his words are causing your heart to flutter so violently with emotion?

“k-kyojuro-san…” you called out to him, and he abruptly stopped his speaking to stare at you.

“yes, (y/n)-san?” his ears were burning from the sudden first name basis.

“could you…not speak so much about t-this topic?…i feel like my heart can’t take it any longer..” you would whisper, but he’d hear it clear in his ears.

leaning down, the male would press a kiss to your forehead, smiling at you. your heart couldn’t take it any longer? he could die from cute you were. you’re so fascinating. pressing a second kiss against your smooth skin, the hashira let out a soft laugh.

“alright alright. how about we go get some dango?” he put his arm out, and you grasped it gently.

“now could i tell you about how nervous i was?” you’d suggest with a bright smile, starting your rambling as soon as he nodded.

overall i love my husband .

okay i think he’d be like kinda upset that you weren’t going to join the demon slayer corps.

he’d always mention the good things they do for the people while you’re like…ok. but he doesn’t say it to look down on your manner of killing them either—he just wants to spend all day with you as his lover, so you joining the corps would do so. i think he’d constantly praise you for being so strong willed and independent. for people like him, they’ve had to train so much to decapitate the demons but you do it on your own. you weren’t even anyone’s tsuguko, but you managed to learn so much on your own. on your own. that fact would have him absolutely amazed so much that he’d hug you anytime he thought of it. the most cuddly hashira? indeed.

i think that you two would meet when he was out in some sort of large mission. he had to take out a whole house filled with different demons of different strengths and he sensed something odd about the house. panicking, he knew there was a human within them. rushing out ahead of the others, the male searched for you within the premises, and found you fucking obliterating every demon in sight. to say he was in shock would be an understatement.

push came to pull and he dragged you to the butterfly mansion to be taken care of. everyday he made time to visit you and you both bonded over that. it was nice, seeing someone to help another person. if you were strong, you were meant to help others. and so you both ended up talking. you both ended up seeing one another at the same missions—something you made sure to line up with. together you both ended up falling for one another.

“gyomei-kun! i…” you scratched the back of your neck nervously, “do you have a mission? tonight?” you asked him with a soft smile, and the male’s smile almost had you melting.

“i do, it’ll be a pleasure to go with you.” he’d answer, resting a hand against your lower back.

y’all should know that these are ALWAYS going to be self-indulgent for my husband.

i think kyojuro would be shocked. he’s someone who’s strong, someone who was chosen to protect others…and you must not be any different. your manner of grace and elegance as you swiped through the towns, killing every demon in sight. you used a simple weapon, a nodachi. it was a nichiirin blade, but the blade was dragging itself over the necks of demons. he was feeling his heart set on fire. you must’ve not been normal. you must’ve been someone that’s chosen too.

after going on your little spree, you wiped the blood that managed to spray itself on your cheek, looking over your shoulder at the sight of the male. giving him an acknowledging wave, you went on your way. kyojuro felt himself panic. he had to talk with you. how’d you even get the blade? running in front of you, you jumped.

“mhm…are you a part of the corps too? your blade is a fine color of blue, you must be a water breath.” he noted, leaning in to stare at you closely.

looking down at your blade, you only tilted your head. so that’s why it was blue. giving a shrug, you minded your own, walking ahead. kyojuro almost choked on his breath, freezing at the sight of you leaving. so he did his best. grabbing onto your hand, he pulled you into his hold, staring at you with his yellow-red eyes. you only stared back, handing the blade to him.

“i got this from a kid who was scared. he couldn’t kill the monster in front of him so i did it. he than ran away and left me with his clothes and blade. i just took the blade, the rest i left at the front of some house he ran to. is that okay?” you spoke fluidly, finishing the conversation as soon as it had started.

the male smelled the scent of human blood on you. he lifted you over his shoulder, laughing when you squirmed in his grip. running off to shinobu’s home, the flame hashira did end up scaring the young female when he walked in looking like he kidnapped a stranger.

as you were treated, kyojuro begged for you to become a part of the corps. which you rejected, claiming you weren’t into the whole thing. he respected your opinion, but a part of him yearned to see you fight all the time. kyojuro ended up taking you with him in his missions. throwing you over his shoulder and going to various demon-infested areas just so the two of you could be together. you found it odd at first, but soon realised that this was his odd way of flirting with you. he, the flame hashira, chose you. out of everyone.

you were flabbergasted. it was an honor, but sort of odd at the same time. you ended up confessing to him first, casually telling him that you liked him—which he was ecstatic to hear about.

“kyojuro.”

“mhm?”

“i like you.”

“mhm! are you serious (y/n)?”

“of course i am, why wouldn’t i be?”

“just making sure. it feels like a dream that you confessed all of a sudden.”

the man would honestly follow you after watching you dice up a lower moon. he’d be very amused, calling you flamboyant over twenty times as you just tried to get away from this weirdo. his wives would follow you as well, approaching you randomly to get you to meet up with their husband. backing away, you actually disappeared off of the face of the planet for a few days.

it wasn’t until you fought another lower moon was where he met you again. taking his hand into yours, the male did not let go until you finished your job. so yeah, you were murking demons with one hand only. boss bitch vibes. and when you were done, up over his shoulder and kidnapped. essentially it was kidnapping but in his terms, you were just “taking a flamboyant ride on his shoulder.”

after he settled you down at the oyakata-sama’s house, he asked the master to allow you to join the corps. you refused. and you also slapped him. how dare he force you into something like this? stomping away back to where you were last seen? you disappeared once again off of the face of the planet. yet this time his wives found you and kidnapped you once again.

you ended up staying at his home for a while. months. months of seeing him every morning, months of eating with his family every day, and months of falling in love with him. he was handsome, gentle, and caring when he wanted to be. you also never called him tengen-sama which took him off course. it was a new experience, and honestly he particularly enjoyed the way your name rolled off of his tongue.

being the man he was—tengen confessed first.

“oi. from now on, you’re living here as my spouse. i’ll plan us a flamboyant wedding after this muzan deal is over, got it?” he’d look down at you, watching your eyes shine slightly.

“oh…okay? i mean,” you turned around, walking alongside hinatsuru. peering over your shoulder to look at the male, you gave the sound hashira a wink, “wasn’t i already your spouse?”

god you were good at making him flustered.