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Shinobu Kocho

Everything and anything will annoy or anger her

She’s incredibly passive aggressive, so much so that it becomes very hard to know if she’s being genuine or not

She’s bad at communication, and does not share what she’s feeling openly

Sometimes it feels like you can do nothing right, for she won’t tell you if something hurts her feelings or rubs her the wrong way

She simply leaves the situation and lets it marinate in your mind

Vulnerability with someone is just so strange to her, it’s a concept that’s not even in her mind

So it takes her a long time to ever open up to you

And she doesn’t like feeling weak or unsure of what’s going on in any given situation

Kyojuro Rengoku

Similar to Giyuu, there’s an insecurity that bubbles in his chest

But it’s not that he feels like he’s not worth you, it’s just that he strives to be perfect in every way

He’s an overachiever in every sense of the word, and he pushes himself to his absolute limit to be the absolute best for you

In a way, it becomes incredibly overwhelming

Not only that, but it makes you feel like you aren’t going above and beyond like he always is

He holds himself to the highest possible expectations, which is simply the way he was raised

To live up to his mother’s wishes, by being the eldest son, to not disappoint his father

It all comes into account with him

Gyomei Himejima

Gyomei is extremely driven and pushes towards his goals in a way that may be destructive to himself or you

Not that he’s not cautious—but if there is a mission in sight he will stop at nothing to achieve it

He’s also extremely overprotective

Not only is he over protective, but he places your needs and wants before his own

That on paper seems like a good thing, but it comes back to hurt him in the end

He will place you on a sort of pedestal

He’s very caring and takes your feelings into a count, but he won’t believe his feelings are of any importance

If something is upsetting him, if something harms his pride, he will not come to you and communicate it

He doesn’t want you to ever feel guilt or like you’ve done something wrong

He believes that is the only way to keep the peace between the two of you.

Uzui Tengen

Uzui does not like vulnerability or being open with you

Perhaps it’s the way he was raised as a shinobi, but I also think it’s because of his pride and flamboyance

Becoming a weaker version of himself would injure the pride he has for himself

His flashiness becomes more and more of a performance than it is just expressive

When it comes to anytime he’s in a bad mood, there is absolutely nothing you can do about it

He will not become vulnerable in any way, especially not to you, who is someone he holds to a high status

Mitsuri Kanroji

Mitsuri has been practically rejected by everyone who had mattered, so there’s a deep fear that you will be the same

She’s terribly afraid that she’s too much for you

So she’ll water down reactions, the way she acts, how openly loving she is towards you

There’s forever a fear that you’ll up and leave her

So she’s incredibly insecure

Which, isn’t a bad thing, it’s alright to be insecure

But it gets to the point where it rises doubt in your relationship

Does she have no trust in you?

She’ll reassure you that it’s not the case, but sometimes that’s really how it feels

Iguro Obanai

Because of Iguro’s past, he is absolutely uncomfortable with affection

Not just physical, but vocal too

Physical is way worse, though. Anything more than hand holding is a lot for him

And he becomes very abrasive if you cross that line

I just don’t think he’s ever learned how to handle it, or how to accept that it isn’t vile

His past is always present in his mind, and his fight or flight activates any time it occurs

He either lashes out because of it or completely shuts down, both interactions differing depending on how intimate the action is

Again, it doesn’t inherently mean sexual intimacy, though that too is very off limits

Tokito Muichiro

Muichiro is very young, and not only that, but he doesn’t know how to handle a relationship

He is very detached as a person, but also emotionally detached

He will not treat you differently than anyone else, or at least, that’s how it feels sometimes

It will more than likely make you feel like he either doesn’t care for you, or he doesn’t see you as a significant other

That couldn’t be further from the truth in his mind—but that is how it comes across

I do think, unlike some of the others, there are genuine moments of vulnerability with him

But they are still very very rare

Sanemi Shinuzugawa

Sanemi has sort of made you his outlet

He takes out his frustrations and anger onto you and expects you to take it

Although you know he doesn’t really mean most of the things he says

It’s really hard not to take it personally

I don’t believe it comes from a place of hatred or dislike, no, quite the opposite

I believe it comes from a place of deeply rooted fear

He cares about you too much to lose you, if he keeps his distance, perhaps the ache would be softer if such a terrible thing were to ever happen

However, when you do in fact begin to distance yourself because of how abrasive he is

He regrets every moment

Giyuu’s sword arm throbbed after he slumped against the rubble of what used to be a building

The kakushi were hauling Tanjiro off, the sun was blazing down whoever was still alive

He reached for his sword, but a splitting pain shocked his shoulder, he tried flexing his fingers but—

The pain in his right arm was so relevant and real that he clearly forgot it was ripped clean out of its socket

He sighed as his head slumped, his one good ear still muffling the sounds around him.

It wasn’t until he saw the flash of a certain haori that he suddenly felt rejuvenated

He was certain—no, he was devastatingly sure that you had left this world

That’s what his luck always gives him, he’s always failed to protect the ones he cares about

But there you were, with injuries of your own, but your eyes held life in them, your chest rose and fell with breath

He used whatever remaining strength he had to get to his weak legs

It took longer than he’d ever like to admit, but despite the situation his body and yours was in, he truly didn’t care

“Y/N—“ he rasped out as he slung his left arm around your neck, feeling the warmth of your body alongside the sun

This was it

This was the life Sabito and Urokodaki wanted for him

This was the life he couldn’t give to so many people

A life where there’s no fear, no fighting, and no monsters that thrive at night

He believed himself weak, and even if you were speaking to him, he couldn’t hear you with how badly his ears were ringing

But he knew he was sobbing into your shoulder, because finally, he was with you

And that’s all he wanted

Sanemi Shinazugawa

With the little strength Sanemi had left, he used it to grip the deep violet vest that belonged to Genya

He felt virtually nothing as the kakushi wrapped bandages around his abdomen

“Don’t..make it..so damn..tight..” he huffed towards them, but he could hardly hear himself over the constant ringing in his ears

There’s a part of him that hates just laying here, but that’s all his body is allowing him to do

And what’s worse than the vest he was gripping was the fact that he couldn’t remember if you were dead or not

Did a crow scream your name? He was so busy with Kokushibo and Muzan that he had blocked out all other things

He almost made himself sick thinking about it, but that was all that was running through his mind

In the time of your death, he wasn’t even paying attention to it

And then he begins to hallucinate, if things couldn’t get any worse

He sees your body being laid next to his, with injuries he hadn’t seen you have before

He stared at you through blurry eyes for a long while until he realized you weren’t in fact dead

And he couldn’t tell if his vision was blurry due to damage or due to the many tears that were sliding down his face but oh well

With the hand closest to you he reached out and gripped the nearest clothing on you he could find, trying to tug at it

Whatever came out of his mouth was incoherent

But all he could think about was how he’d much rather Genya be here instead of him, for Genya would weep and smile like an idiot because you were alive

Or perhaps, somewhere, his little brother is happiest knowing the two people he loves most are okay

Uzui Tengen

Uzui has been listening to the crows all night and all morning

It’s like he hasn’t breathed since he last said his farewells to you

And what he didn’t find flashy at all was how final those goodbyes sounded

And how unfair would it be for him to sit her idly while you might be out there bleeding out, or worse

When the spark of day finally rose and the crows were screeching that Muzan was dead, he practically sprinted to the scene

He saw familiar faces on stretchers, and he just prayed that the ones with their eyes closed were simply that way due to exhaustion

He wouldn’t know how to function if you were one of the ones with your eyes permanently closed

He thinks of how devastated Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru would be

He thinks of them, because if he thinks about himself he’ll drive himself crazy—

He sees a flash of skin that he knows all too well

Before he knows it he’s by your side, checking the injuries and definitely getting in the kakushi’s way

But HE gets on THEM for being in HIS way

He keeps promising you things frantically

How he’s going to make sure you get the best meals, the flashiest clothes, he’ll help you bathe in the nicest hot spring he can find

Tengen isn’t a desperate person, he simply works towards what he wants

But never had he ever felt such relief

He’d rather relive the moments in which he was embarrassingly dying over and over again than ever wait in the unknown to know if you’re alright

Just let him pester you like a nagging mother

A flash of your haori, the glint of your blade, anything

He never in a thousand years believed the end of demon kind would be so reachable

He could almost feel the wisps of liberation at his fingertips

But would it be liberation if you didn’t make it?

What would he do if that cawing crow screamed of your demise?

Would any of this be worth it?

He tries to focus on the task at hand: find Muzan. Protect Tanjiro. That’s what you would have reminded him to do.

So he grits his teeth and holds his composure tight

He knows of your strength and capability, so he’s very aware that you can hold your own

But if he loses you, if you die before the world finally knows nighttime without the constant threats of demons

He doesn’t know if he’ll be able to live in such a world

So he’ll fight until his body won’t allow him anymore

For the world that you deserve

Shinobu Kocho

The moment she was separated from you, a blaze of fury bubbled in her chest cavity

It almost made her sick, as if she could taste bile on her tongue

But she swallowed her anger, focused on one goal and one goal only

To kill the bastard demon that killed Kanae

But something was nagging her, there was something about your absence that made her incredibly on edge

If you perished, if you were devoured, if you somehow died in the hands of an upper moon…how would she know?

Would it be like Kanae, where she learns from the piercing cries of a kasugai crow when it’s much too late?

She approaches this ornate temple that’s surrounded by unrippling water and she can feel in her gut that an upper moon resides here

She thinks deeply about her own weakness, how she would be much better off supporting and fighting alongside you

If she’s being honest with herself, she doesn’t know if her poison will even be effective against an upper moon

And if that hypothesis of failure is true, what then?

Her promise to you to keep herself safe, to come out of this fight alive would be broken.

But at the same time, if she dies in pursuit of killing an upper moon, in pursuit of a safer world for you and her younger sisters to live in

A death so noble wouldn’t be frowned upon

She tells herself those words in your voice, just to convince herself they’re true

Tengen Uzui

As he sits and guards the Ubuyashiki manor, there are two voices clashing in his mind

One tells him this is an honor

As an honorable and strong Shinobi, he and Shinjuro Rengoku are the last defenses if things go terribly wrong and not according to plan

The other argues that this was the only position he was useful in, because he is useless otherwise

Both losing a limb and half of his sight, he would be hopeless helping the others destroy Muzan

Hopeless..helping you

There’s nothing he can do but sit and wait

Which, luckily, is an art that he would say he has mastered

But it was a new sensation entirely when his imagination bombarded his mind with thoughts of your demise

Especially because, if such a terrible thing were to happen, he would be powerless to do anything

He would simply have to sit and wait.

And what torture would that be?

His fingers twitch as his eye gazes down towards his blade

He should be taking action, going off to find you and fight by your side nobly

But no

What he’s forced to do is sit and wait.

He resides beside the father of the man he trusted most, waiting for the hellacious creator of all demons to come crawling out of his hole in the ground

Hopefully you are heroically behind him, your blade forcing him to the sun

That’s how he desires to see you next

But again, all he can do is sit and wait and pray to gods that never seem to listen

Gyomei Himejima

Gyomei’s spiked flail and axe rampage through demons endlessly

He’s aware that Muzan is trying to overwhelm them, to tire out their bodies to make them weaker when they finally find him

He uses his acute senses to navigate such a complex labyrinth that’s always changing

He is very driven, and his tears streak down his face as he rushes forward and onward

He tries not to let his mind wander, for he knows better than anyone that one slip could mean creating a sink hole in this plan

However, the sound of your voice keeps infiltrating his ears

He swore long ago to you that you and him would create a world where you could live freely and comfortably

He knows how capable you are of being on your own, but what if something catches you off guard?

What if the last thing he ever hears from you is the cawing of a forsaken crow screaming that you’re dead?

Perhaps he would find some comfort in it, praying that you went swiftly and without pain-

But he can’t think like that. Not now. Not ever.

Kibutsuji Muzan will die tonight, and every life that’s been taken by his claws will be avenged

Your life will not be among them

It can’t be

He silently takes you in his arms, rubbing loving circles into your back

He kisses your temple, whispering ‘What’s wrong?’ Into your ear

If you shake your head or don’t respond, he’s not going to push you for any more information

If you begin to tell him, he listens diligently, not interrupting you

He rocks you back and forth, hoping he’s helping you in some way

My bro is trying his best 💪

Halsin:

Halsin is easier than the other two because omg he’d be the best at comforting you

Like Gale, he would just scoop you up in his arms and shower you with affection

He’s also a very smooth talker

You need him to distract you? He already has a story to tell you

You need him to whisper loving nothings into your ear? He’s gonna make it his life goal to make your cheeks grow red

He takes your hand in his, placing it atop of his chest, allowing you to feel the soft rise and fall of his breathing

This is something he does often, waiting for you to follow suit

Times like these are precious to him, because it shows him that you feel able to be vulnerable around him

In his eyes, vulnerability is so beautiful, even if it leaves your face tear stained and red

He presses his lips to your temple, lingering for a long moment

He wouldn’t mind staying like this for a while

His thoughts about himself seem to change, his standards seem to change, his love seems to change

He cares so much about you, he cannot help but think he is not worthy

That a cursed, unfaithful man as himself could never even breathe the same air as you

But all of his doubts and worries seem to melt away when you two hold one another underneath the stars

Your fingers lovingly combing through his hair as he rambles on about something he is passionate about

Wether it be a book, his expertise in magic, or Tara (lmao)

Others would shove him off as a show-off, annoying, etc

But you are so willing to hear him go on and on, that he can’t help but love you

His index finger instinctively draws shapes into your back when you hold each other

When he’s cuddled up with you, his worries that today might be his last don’t even cross his mind

He’s more worried about you, how you feel, if you’re comfortable

He doesn’t care if tonight is the last night he shall ever see you

He’d rather die tomorrow than live for an eternity never knowing you

Lae’Zel:

“Chk..I do not take part in worthless acts of intimacy.”

Lae’Zel is not much of a ‘cuddles’ person

Like at all…

She’d rather feel the thrill of battle with you, bathing in the blood of your enemies

Her way of loving is slaughtering anyone who even just looks at you the wrong way

But, if you’re particularly lucky, or especially down

She can’t help but..pity you

In her mind, it’s such a disgusting feeling. This ‘love’ makes her weak, but she cannot run from it no matter how much she tries

The most touch you’ll get from her will only occur in private

A hand perched protectively on your hip or waist

Her head slumped on your shoulder when you’re on watch for the night

acts like this, although small

It means so,so much from her

And she’ll kill you if you go telling Shadowheart about how ‘sweet’ she was being last night

Shadowheart:

“My love…ugh. I’m still not used to calling someone that.”

Shadowheart is lost when it comes to you

Not only is she horribly confused that you of all people would love her

She’s confused as to how she’s supposed to love you

Her entire life, for what she can remember, she’s never been shown comfort or remorse

If she did something wrong, she was punished

She doesn’t remember a single moment in her life when she was loved the way you love her

And although grateful, she feels unworthy

Hugs are common with her, of course in private, but common nonetheless

When she hold you in her arms, the pads of her fingers massage your back lovingly, worried if she lets go, you’ll flee

Let! Her! Play! With! Your! Hair! 🙏🏻

And please play with hers omg

At night, she’ll let her hair down and allow your hands to explore her long, black (or white) locks

Your touch sends shivers down her spine, a feeling she’s not used to, but craves so much

She truly hopes that you’ll never leave her, for now that she has tasted your touch,

She never wants that sensation to leave