#writingnight

I could definitely relate to this on all levels

( 1k. words)

Mitsuri

Mitsuri can’t get enough of you; you are the most adorable thing ever, even when you are telling her off it just looks nice. Like 9 out of 10 times she’s fawning over you and sometimes it feels like a bit much, but she knows your limits.

Mitsuri’s biggest display of affection is physical touch, regardless of where she is. She often has to have her hands on you somehow, running her fingers through your hair or resting her palm on your shoulder, she’ll caress your face soothingly in a crowd of one hundred without a care in the world. Your hands were hers; she toyed with them constantly, tracing the lines of your palm, grazing her nails against the skin or passing her thumb over the back whenever she could get a hold of them- this became something that brought you both comfort.

That was in public though, in the privacy of your homes MItsuri would up the wattage of her touch. On nights she could, she’d drag you to bed earlier then usual only to smoother you benneth her weight. Her hands would leisurely trail the length of your limbs and over your hips in a way that didn’t feel sexual (most of the time), but to confirm that you are here and real in her life. She commits every dip and curve to memory, grateful that she’s the only one who gets to see it, to be yours.

Foul comments from others NEVER go well with her, she didn’t even give them the chance. The only time someone had ever attempted to be rude to you was the only time because Mitsuri too it upon herself to sweetly tell them to ‘Fuck off’; Mitsuri rarly used foul language. You’d confide in her your biggest insecurities and she’d listen intently, not saying a word until she knew your were done, “Y/n you don’t have to do things alone if you don’t want to because I’m here and I think you’re breathtakingly beautiful in all ways” she’d place a passionate kiss to your temple, snuggling into you.

Giyuu:

Giyuu wasn’t very physical, yet his presence was always felt beside you; With him it was a matter of the small things. When he spoke with you, his tone carried the faintest trace of bliss and his eyes a glint of raw affection reserved only for you.

In a way different then most, he too would always have you close, though his affection didn’t come in the form of touch. He left you gifts, things he felt were a necessity, like leaving fruits and sweets (a healthy balance he feels) in the kitchen counter for you to grab or leaving a cup of water on your bed side on morning’s he left early. Sometimes he’ll even leave little notes of encouragement like “Do well today”, even if they are simple and straightforward they made your day better.

It's been said before and will be said again: Giyuu lives for height difference. Can’t reach something off the top shelf? Don’t worry, Giyuu is already reaching over you to grab whatever it is. Mistaken for a large gremlin? Yes, you are his feisty little girlfriend and he couldn’t be happier. It bothers him immensely when someone makes a snid, double-handed comment about your stature, he finds it difficult to restrain himself. “Wow, I’m impressed that someone like you has survived this long” some blonde bastard mocked, looking down  with a cocky smirk Giyuu would pay to wipe away with his fist. “She is your superior and ranked more impressively than you are, so I suggest watching your tongue” Giyuu seethed.

Bonus: On nights when he is soft and vulnerable around you, he will compare hand sizes with you. Holding up your palms together to measure the difference in finger length, sliding them together to press tender kisses to each knuckle.

Tanjiro:

Tanjiro would see your build as nothing more than something to fawn over, void of any imperfections. He’d pay you compliments and coo over the slightest thing you do, hyping your outfits anytime you dress out of uniform.

Tanjiro is that boyfriend who pinches your cheeks and when you whine to him that it hurts, he’d simply release them, cupping each in his hands lovingly, “You’re just too cute I can’t help it”. A bonus he finds is that you are the perfect size to ride his back when you are tired; he lives to feel you resting against him, sleeping soundly as he carries you home safely.

If there is one thing you must understand about Tanjiro is that underneath all his niceties is a man and men are men after all. Out in the world, he is very respectful of you, blushing at the slightest touches and making sure to give you a healthy amount of space. Now in the comfort of your home, things are slightly different. While the respect is still present, his hands are no longer stuck at his sides, instead they are wandering the wonders that are your curves. He’ll have you lay on the couch as his fingers roam over each delicious dip, leaving goosebumps in the wake of his leisure finger tracing your form. Every so often he leaves a kiss here and there, so feather-light that it feels closer to the warm breeze that blows on a summer's afternoon.

One knows not to cross Tanjiro because when they do, they regret it big time. When someone says something that even resembles an insult, he is on them instantly. His face, dripping in a venomous smile that matches his murderous gaze, is in front their’s in seconds, his unwavering voice challenging, “What did you say? I don’t think I heard you right”. All in all, he is the #1 protective boyfriend.

I can’t have pets cuz of my allergies and this made me so happy! Will be posting the rest tmr!

( 506 words) “What is that” Giyuu’s cool voice echoed throughout the empty room, the mysterious bundle in your arms fussing about. “Well, we want kids don’t we?” you started, Giyuu’s eyes doubled in size as he interrupted, “Y/n you did not kidnap a baby”. “What? No dummy” you laughed, standing to your full height, the bundle cradled to your chest, “I figured we should start smaller” you unfolded the blanket to reveal the smallest kitten Giyuu had ever laid his eyes on, it had glassy green orbs that swallowed its tiny face and glossy black fur. “So no baby?” he needed reassurance, “No Giyuu, no baby”. Giyuu exhaled a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, only to stiffen once more as it dawned on him, “He’s yours?”

“I was hoping he could be ours” you sheepishly answered, digging your toe into the carpet. Giyuu stared down the ‘threatening’ animal, assessing all the scenarios this cat could cause. Images of torn up furniture, soiled rugs, and copious amounts of cat hair littering his very soul reflected back at him from those damn beady green eyes. Giyuu opened his mouth, dubious of this new ‘child’, when he reached your orbs so full of hope and want that he could almost physically feel it. “Fine, we can keep him” his sigh of defeat was lost in your cheers, “She has me wrapped around her little finger.”

Giyuu watched skeptically from the kitchen table as you rolled around the floor with the fur ball like a kid, cooing and purring along with the animal. “I don’t find the appeal” Giyuu deadpanned, sipping his tea gingerly. “He’ll grow on you, I promise” you patted Giyuu’s head sweetly, before placing a quick kiss. “I’ve got to go grocery shopping so please keep the kitty alive” you asked, grabbing your things to leave. Giyuu didn’t say anything as he stood, but words weren’t necessary for his blue eyes said it all, “You’re leaving me alone to tend to this living being? Are you crazy?”

“You’ll be fine!” you called before closing the door. Let the fun begin.

Giyuu squatted in front of the lounging cat, studying its tiny tummy as it breathed. The black cat stretched, releasing an adorable yawn that Giyuu wanted desperately to find repulsive. He hobbled on his four little paws to the ball of Giyuu’s knee, begging to be picked up. “Oh, umm ok” Giyuu nervously picked up the kitten, laying it down gently on his thighs; its body curled in on-itself and Giyuu hesitated before running his rough fingers through the cats fur, low mewls pouring from the animal as it fell asleep. Maybe he isn’t so bad after all.

You returned to silence, your boyfriend and new pet nowhere to be found. “Giyuu?” you called placing the produce in your kitchen. You stifled the giggle that threatened to break the silence as you found the two sleeping on the floor, his large hand protectively holding the small thing to his chest. “I knew you’d come around, you softy”

Happy Writing Night! What better way to start then with angst :)

( 600 words)

Inosuke:

Inosuke is persistent; no was never an answer. Once he realized that your sticky sweet smile that dripped like honey made his heart chase and leap, he declared you his girl for the taking. However, he quickly realized that was easier said than done.

His first attempts of showing affection were just as loud as he was, sharing his food (something that stunned you entirely) and performing large displays of contact. Once, he picked you off the ground and threw you over his shoulder spontaneously, running wildly between trees and around the estate. It was fun, you’ll admit, and in the moment the hearty laughs that spilled freely from your friendly smile may have sent the wrong message.

Inosuke understood this as you feeling the same way he did, misunderstanding your good-natured sentiment for acceptance. So it came as an embarrassing surprise when you absolutely dodged the fat kiss he was trying to place on your lips. “W-What are you doing?!” you yelped, shoving the boorish man off. “Isn’t this what boyfriends and girlfriends do?” he scratched his head, genuinely confused. Your eyes furrowed, “Inosuke we aren’t dating, we’re really good friends, that's all” you spoke calmly not wanting to make the man feel bad.

Still, Inosuke tried everything in hopes you’d change your mind, as if you were confused, but the heart can only wait so long and eventually his lusty flame curtled into fury. Inosuke didn’t take rejection lightly, going to the extent of brooding about and ignoring you out of spite. You were hurt by his actions and all your other friends could sense the tension, but you just couldn’t feel it in your heart to be upset with him. Give it time though, he will get over it and you.

In the future, when you fell in love with another, he’d assume the ‘best friend/ big brother’ role, threatening them for your sake- he’d only want the best for you.

Tanjiro:

You would not even notice that Tanjiro had a crush on you. He was a kind gentleman to everyone he came across, so why would you think you were special? Tanjiro spent months throwing you hopeful glances and never running out of kind things to say, complimenting all the most minor things you did.  

He’d help in any way he could too, whether it was carrying heavy objects or being there for you when you were having a bad day-especially then.

Tanjiro became your pillar, someone who you could be vulnerable around without being judged and Tanjiro cherished those moments. Not that he wanted you to feel depressed, but the idea that you trusted him more than any of the others made his heart stutter and his cheeks warm. “You’re beautiful”

Tanjiro worked up the courage to confess his feelings for you and was crushed when you didn’t reciprocate them. “Tanjiro, I’m so sorry. You’re my best friend and I love you, just… not like that” his wobbly smile, couldn’t hide his bleary orbs as he spoke genuinely, “Its okay Y/n, I’m okay.” He meant it, he could never be upset with you.

You promised to still stay friends after and for the most part you did. Growing into adults who’ve faced the unimaginable, sticking together through thick and thin. Eventually, you built a family of your own, never forgetting your friends from youth. Tanjiro couldn’t be happier that your partner made you incredibly happy or couldn’t help the incredible love he felt towards your children, but with his  unwavering love came that pesky voice in Tanjiro’s heart, that foreboding “What If?”

I do love these lol! Thank you for participating and I hope you enjoy it:) ~Amanda

Let’s get this started!

Inosuke:

Names? pft it is a well known fact that Inosuke himself struggles with remembering names so it’s almost like you two were a match made in heaven. 

When you first got together, it became a game amongst your friends to see what hilarious mispronounced names you would come up for each other. “Let’s see what they call each other today”

“Oi! (mispronounced name) c’mere!” Inosuke collard from across the room, “Who are you talking about fur-man?!” you retorted in frustration.

The longer you two dated, the easier it became to remember each others names. The first time he correctly called your name during an intense battle you were touched, so you made an effort to call him by his name more often hoping to see the softer side of your man.

Of course, you still kept held onto some of your favorite nicknames you’d came up with like “fur-man” or “Blue haired baby” 

Also, just because you remember each others names doesn't mean everyone else is safe from you horrible nicknames. Together, you and Insouke became the perfect duo who came up with nicknames far from your friends real names, eventually forgetting them and coming up with new ones. 

Genya:

At first this pisses him the fuck off, “How could I fall in love with an airhead?!” “Awe you love me?” cue a now broken Genya because he just confessed something so openly.

As time passes, Genya just learns to accept the fact that you’ll always refer to him with wacky nicknames, but deep down it sorta bothers him. I mean you are dating him, shouldn’t you remember his name at least?

“Oh come on you over-grown puppy! lets go and cuddle or something I’m tired” you whined pulling on his sleeve. He groaned in annoyance, “Could you please just call me by my name? Damn sometimes those weird names are annoying” your arms dropped by your side in embarrassment as your gaze drifted towards the floor. “I’ve committed you name to memory, It’s just that everyone else calls you by your name so I wanted something that only I called you, sorry Genya” you sheepishly explained unsure of how to fix the situations. 

Genya’s heart cracked a little when you said his name, surprised he liked  the way you said his name a lot less than he expected. “Tch- don’t be dumb” he pulled your head into his chest, his cheeks blooming with warmth. He just couldn't stand the obvious hurt on your face, especially since he’s the one that upset you. “Call me whatever you want”

You know this man did whatever you wanted for the rest of the week and happily responded to whatever you called him.

Thank you for your request, I honestly don’t drink but I’m sure I’d be a light weight lol ~Amanda

Inosuke:

When you are sober, you aren’t necessarily an over emotional person, but once a cup or two of sake has entered your system its a completely different story. The first time you got drunk with Inosuke (who could hold his liquor much better), you were a sensitive mess.

“Inosuke” you sniffled “I love you so much. You're so strong and sometimes you can be mean but its okay because I love you so much” you're tears shocked everyone. “Get off me woman!” Inosuke shouted at your form clinging to his arm, allowing you to climb into his lap. 

You buried your head in the crook of his neck, sniffling every so often and mumbling nonsense. Inosuke, who had stopped drink by this point, sat confused “What are you crying about?!” he questioned loudly, causing you to cry again. Panicking, Inosuke held you tighter, patting your arms awkwardly. Eventually, you fell asleep in his arms, clinging to his form.

The next morning, you woke up much later than normal with a pounding headache, “ugh what happened last night” you groaned in pain. Inosuke, who was doing push-up on the other side of the room looked at you with dazed eyes “Something really weird”

Rengoku:

When you friend and fellow Hashira asked you to have a nice ‘girls-night’ with her and Shinobu, you jumped at the idea of having fun. By the end of the night, you may have let go a little too because you were too drunk to walk home alone. 

“Thank you Rengoku-san, She had a lot of fun” Mitsuri laughed at your lazy form lounging on the floor. Your husbands boisterous laugh bellowed throughout the room, grabbing your attention. “She deserved a night off, I'm glad she had fun”

Rengoku bent down to scoop you up in his built arms, “Well hello there handsome~” you flirted. Rengoku chuckled low, waving goodbye to the other two women in the room. 

“You have the most attractive face, anyone ever say that to you” you complimented, your fingers tracing the curve of his jaw. “Yes, my wife says that all the time” he teased, wiggling his ring finger infront of your face. “Oh” you caved, frowning. It was then that you noticed the matching band that was wrapped around your own finger. “I’m your wife?! wow I really won didn’t I” you marveled at the two rings. Rengoku laughed, holding you a bit tighter. 

You fell asleep on the short walk home, lulled by the rocking of Rengoku foot-steps. Rengoku tucked you into bed, caressing your peaceful, sleeping face.

Zenitsu:

You are like two romantic peas in a pod! You two were constantly buying into each others romantic fantasies, whether it was Zenitsu heroically saving you from a demon or the other way around, you both ate it up. 

“Oh Y/n-chan you dropped this!” Zenitsu called from behind. You grinned from ear to ear, turning around dramatically, “Oh thank you Zeni! what would I do without you~” that's all it took for this yellow-haired man to fall into the palm of your hand

“Oh it was nothing Y/n-chan, how could I not be there for my girlfriend~” you both would just enjoy the moment together, caught in your own little worlds.

Tanjiro:

Tanjiro would enjoy your little daydreams like Zenitsu (though not as passionately lol). When he catches you lost in your own thoughts, he quietly comes from behind caressing you hair to grab you attention. 

“What are dreaming about this time?” he asked fondly, your smiling eyes looking up to reach his equally soft pair. “Nothing new, just thinking about  that time you went out of your way to bring me that exotic chocolate home from that mission that one time” you recounted.

“Ahh I’m sorry I haven’t gotten you any presents lately” he scratched the back of his head nervously. You couldn't help yourself, lurching forward to squeeze Tanjiro in a loving grip, “You are the sweetest babe, you are more than enough~”.

Inosuke:

Honestly Inosuke wouldn’t find the appeal in your silly fantasies. “If I’m right here, why waste your time making up scenarios about us? Thats just weird” “Oh hush dummy! let me have my moment!” 

If the particular scenario involved him doing some heroic act or him just being manly, he inevitably play into it. “Babe you’re so strong! you took down like 10 demons all alone~” you exaggerated. 

Thank you for your request!~Amanda

Muichiro:

You two are so alike yet so different all at once, it’s one of the reasons why you both get along so well. You weren’t exactly a Hashira, but you worked along side them on many missions, so whenever you lose focus during a meeting, chances are you need someone to reexplain what was said. 

“hey Mui, what happened during the meeting? I totally zoned out and got lost” Muichiro looked up at the sky in thought, before coming to a conclusion “I wasn’t paying attention either, why don’t you ask Mitsuri or Shinobu” 

You are such a free spirt, so bubbly whenever you have time to spend with your boyfriend. “Come on Mui! let’s go pick some flowers, they just bloomed!” Muichiro signed, pretending to not want to leave the comfort of the shade, but in reality he would do anything to see you smile. 

As for being accident prone, Muichiro didn’t think much of it. Whenever you did something stupid like run into a wall or trip over air, he’d simply say “pay attention you idiot”. Although his words were harsh, they never hurt because you knew he was just looking out for you. 

Now if you were to hurt yourself in any serious way, he’d be the first one to help you up. “Do you need me to get Shinobu? I can carry you there?”

Tanjiro:

Tanjiro is always looking out for you, making sure you don't hurt yourself in any serious way. He knows that when you're walking or running or even just standing still, you aren't very perceptive of your surroundings. 

Once, while on a mission in a small town, you were so invested in the scenery that you failed to notice the kiosk right in front of you. “Ow!” you shouted on the floor, rubbing your head trying to sooth the pain “Y/n! are you okay? you have to be more carful” Tanjiro worried from you side. 

“It’s nothing! I’m sorry I wasn’t paying attention!”

The first time you and Tanjiro fought demons together he was afraid you would get hurt, but he was surprised to find that on the battle field you were a completely different person. You’d be stoic and hyper-aware of your surroundings while fighting, but once you were finished you’d return to your happy, aloof self.

Shinobu:

You worked on the Butterfly Estate as an assistant nurse to Aoi. “Listen Y/n don’t touch anything unless it tell you to okay?” Aoi asked, aware of your clumsiness. “Yes ma’am” you agreed, you honestly couldn't trust yourself with any of the precious glass around you.

After some time, Aoi returned with a pot filled with water, “Please CAREFULLY take this outside and get some fresh water” she handed it to you cautiously. Although the bowl was heavy, you didn't have a hard time carrying it. 

“Hello my Love” a sweet voice called from down the hall. Excited to see your girlfriend, you turned to greet her. The force of the turn was too much for the bow to handle, its cool contents pouring all over you, soaking your clothes. “Awww” you complained, already feeling the uncomfortable clothes cling to your frame. Shinobu’s melodious laughter echoed through the room, the infectious sound causing you to laugh as well. 

This one touched me just a lil’ because I come from a HUGE hispanic family and it just made me soft. This was such a nice request, thank you~

Tanjiro:

Family means everything too Tanjiro, so to find someone who feels the same about theirs makes him feel so lucky. Despite the cruel fate his family unfortunately met, he embraces each of your family members and is ecstatic when they do the same for him. And, despite knowing she’s a demon, they happily accept Nezuko too, “We trust Y/n, so we trust you both too” they said.

Sadly you aren’t able to see them very often, but whenever you're even the slightest home sick Tanjiro would be all over you. Asking to hear stories about your many family members. 

When he finally meets your family, he can’t help but feel touched.  “I’ll be right back babe, my mom needs me in the kitchen” you said leaving your boyfriend. He watched your siblings chase each other, the sounds of their laughter filling him with warmth. He was pulled from his little daydream by a small tug on his haori, “Up” your youngest sister pleaded with her small hands in the air. Tanjiro froze, reminded of his siblings as a sad smile graced his lips. He brought the small girl into his arms, cradling her head as she leaned down to rest on his shoulder. He couldn't help but hold onto her a little tighter, tears welling in his eyes. 

“You okay?” you asked gently, your heart swelling at the sight. Tanjiro stayed silent for a moment, he was so overwhelmed by so many emotions, but of all of them, the one he felt the strongest was love. He sniffled “I’m great”

Tanjiro stared at you with adoration, he couldn't wait to start his own family with you. His children would be loved by so many, your family and, although they won’t all be there to show it, his.

Giyuu:

You met Giyuu long after he sadly lost his sister and best friend. They were the only real sense of family he had so when he started dating you, someone with a huge family he didn’t know how to feel. He was nervous and afraid of how they’d react to him. Would they think he wasn’t good enough for their daughter? Would they hate the fact they he sometimes left you alone when on missions? These thoughts plagued him constantly. 

“You know,” you started, feeling the tension in Giyuu’s hand as you two walked to your childhood home, “when I first decided I was going to send myself off to be a Demon Slayer, my family was a little reluctant, but now that they know I have such a talented, strong boyfriend I’m sure they’ll feel a lot better” your attempt at making Giyuu feel better worked, even if it was just a little. Giyuu was grateful for you words, squeezing you hand in a silent ‘thank you’.

Giyuu stiffly greeted your parents, bowing deeply out of respect. “Oh please son there’s no need for that, anyone that makes our daughter that happy doesn’t need to be so formal” your father smiled. “Oh yes! You should just hear the way Y/n gushes over you in her letters-” “Mother!” you interrupted. Giyuu couldn't stop the small quirk of his lips. 

After some small talk, your parents left you two alone to settle in. Giyuu began to relax, your parents and younger sibling all immediately accepted him with a warm embrace; he felt comfortable. 

“I’m back!” a male voice called from the door way, a bag of wood strapped to his shoulder. Ah yes, your infamous older brother. “So this is the guy my little sister is always raving about” he called, his set face causing Giyuu to tense up. “Hey ease up will ya, I’m not a kid...” you started but were interrupted by your brothers stern voice. He gripped Giyuu’s shoulder in a ‘friendly’ manner, “If you ever hurt or fail to protect my sister I will kill you myself”

“I would expect nothing else, but I promise neither of those things will ever happen” Giyuu spoke cooly. Your brother shook his head in approval, moving to bring the wood out back. 

As the night progressed, Giyuu just watched how you interacted with your family, “no wonder she’s always so full of love” he thought happily, “she’s always been surrounded by it”.

Zenitsu:

Zenitsu was a nervous wreck about meeting your family, who wouldn’t be? He wanted their approval, wanted them to accept him as someone worthy of their daughter. That was a touchy subject for him because he felt at times that he didn’t deserve you in his life, so maybe if your family thought he was good enough he’d feel better. 

“Just breath Zeni! My parents already love you since I’m always talking about you to them and my siblings are going to love you just as much!” You comforted the shaking boy next to you before letting yourself in. “We’re here!” you called, “Y/n!” your siblings shout in unison, excited to see their older sister after having missed you for a few weeks. Zenitsu melted as you all pilled on top of one another, creating a heap of laughing children on the floor. 

“You must be Zenitsu” a soft voice called. Zenitsu turned to face a short woman. She looked so much like you, similar face structure and same warm, inviting eyes; this must be your mother. “H-hello nice to meet you” he bowed. “No need to be nervous, my husband and I are so grateful to have you in her life” she said admiring all her children, “You make her so happy” your mothers smile was almost identical to yours. “If my husband tries to give you a hard time, just come and find me” she winks before retreating to finish dinner.