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Ty for the reply!! Please take your time with requests!! I was just hoping for fluff headcanons for maybe Muichiro, Mitsuri and Genya to celebrate the new season? Maybe what lazy mornings with them is like? :D

Ofc babes! I will definitely get to that sooner due to you providing who you want! I hope to get it out to you soon! Thank you so much for your patience and support💕

I'm very Sorry to bother you,but,do you write self harm comfort or does that bother you? Sorry to sound rude, but before i make a request i want to be sure not to bother you

You’re good love, go ahead. Thank you so much for asking first <3

Are request open?

They are!

PART 3 WOULD BE LOVELY!! TAKE YOUR TIME MY DEAR

Ouuuu, I’d love to! Making sure; this is for shinobu, right?

may i request a part 2 of this but with the hashira??

Sure love!

I have a confession to make- and I don't know you so-

I don't like shinobu

😭

IM SORRY

Also reason why giyuu gyomei and misturi are the best hashira

Spares nezuko

Doesnt assault a child (*cough cough* obani *cough cough* sanemi)

Is hot asf

His haori. That's it that's the reason.

Long hair

Blue eyes

All body inclusive breathing style

Has tragic backstory

doesn't assault children

Prays for the children ⬆️

Is sad for tanjiro and nezuko

I giniminasorus which means he's a freaking teddy bear

Has some rocking ass prayer beads

Is very respectful

Doesn't act happy about killing a little boys sister

Genya

Doesn't hurt the children

Has a scar kink (proly idk she be lookin at Sanemis scars a little funky ykwhatimsayin?)

Obeys the masters wishes to not kill nezuko

Is a sweetheart

Managed to withstand rengokus training

Obani is a simp for her so theoretically she could stop him from doing stuff and make him her errand boy

Has a cat

Developed a new breathing style that's literally love

#I'mnotsorry😫

Won’t take the slander;

•She’s had the biggest disadvantage to becoming a hashira, and still did.

•she’s determined

•she’s smart

•purple eyes.

•dead sister

•very kind (unless you a demon☺️)

•wears a butterfly clip

•is definitely a sub (just like me fr)

Anywayssss I rest my case

Seven deadly sins;

Our maid (Arthur and Gilthunder) (fluff)

Best Part;

Pairing: Hotaru Haganezuka x reader

Content warning: Degrading, threatening w/ a knife, and physical alteration (both are very brief)

Word count: 629 words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: Hotaru hears locals bashing you.

This is a request for @ultravioletqueen!

I hope you enjoy!

Honestly want to make more about Hotaru..

Masterlist

You live in the hidden swords village, you grew up there with you family. Your family has been known for making knifes, and smaller weapons to fight with. They’ve always believed that the small things matter just as much as the big things, you’ve mastered their techniques and you are among the best in your family.

Though your husband Hotaru praises your work, many make fun of your work. You can’t pretend to not know what’s being said, because they make it very obvious. Your husband doesn’t see it because he is always focused on you when he’s not working, but let me tell you when he first heard it.. it wasn’t good.

You and Hotaru are walking to go get some of his dango, when you heard a couple of men make fun of you as you walked by. “Look at that scum.. I’d be ashamed if I ever dedicated my time to something as stupid as knife making.” One of the man chucked, “I know! The smaller things don’t mean shit compared to the swords.” The other laughed. “She should be glad she has such a skillful husband, otherwise-“

The man was cut short by Hotaru grabbing the collar of his shirt, “what were you saying about my wife?” He asked glaring at the man. The man, obviously shocked, was speechless. You ran over to your husband and grabbed his toned arm, “Taru.. it’s okay..” you whispered looking at your husband through your mask.

He shook his head as he pulled out one of your best knifes, when you made your best knife you gifted it to the man, and put it the man’s throat. “If i ever hear you or any other person in the damn village speak about my wife like that ever again, I won’t stop.” He growled as he pressed the knife into his neck slightly.

The man shook while shouting, “okay! I understand!” You pulled your mask on your forehead as you pleaded with your husband, “Please! Stop! It’s not that serious Taru!” You shouted as you pulled the man’s arm.

He dropped the man as pulled your mask back down, “let’s go dear.” He grabbed your hand and laced his hands with you, squeezing your hand softly. “I’m sorry I lost my cool.. I can’t stand hearing them speak poorly about you..” he spoke looking down at his hand in yours.

“It’s okay.. it’s really not that serious babe..” you spoke as you swung the two of your hands back and forth. He stopped in his tracks, pulling you back to face him.

He pulled his mask up, looking at you. “I won’t ever let anyone speak poorly about you, you’re nothing less than a queen and I refuse to allow others to speak about you like that.” You felt tears fill your eyes as you lifted your own mask, you got on your tippy toes and places a kiss on the man’s lips. The two of you have shared many kisses throughout your relationship, but each kiss feels like the first time.

“Don’t cry beautiful, let’s go get some dango! It’ll cheer you up!” The man spoke as he pulled the both of your masks down, running toward the dango store. You giggled as you allowed the man to pull you along with him, you loved him more than he’d ever know.

When the two of you arrived at the dango store you ordered his favorite and went on your way, “let’s go home now, we got the dango.” He spoke with a smile under his mask while walking. “I’m sorry if I ruined your day…” you whispered feeling insecure about what happened earlier that day.

“How can you ruin my day, when you’re the best part of it.”

(Okay, this is mad short, so it’s possible I’ll come back and touch this one up.)

Hello, I wanted to make a request, about some headcanon of kyojuro, tengen and muichiro (would you mind including the other hashira?) with a reader who is a geisha/maiko (a traditional Japanese artist that she entertains at parties or banquets and is NOT to be confused with prostitution or an oiran) and that she has to deal with annoying foreign clients who think she is a prostitute and the hashira become protective.

Sorry for so much request

Do you have any preference on who the other hashira is? And okie! It sounds fun! It will ofc have a delay, but I’m off next week for like 3 days in a row and I plan to work on all those days to catch up!

Don’t apologize for requesting; you make my life easier, I love requests!

How the demons react to their kids being kidnapped;

Pairing: Akaza and Muzan x Hashira reader

Content warning: swearing, fighting, and obviously kids getting kidnapped.

Word count: 1.2k words

Readers sex: Female

This is a request for @ladymoney-smut

Masterlist

Sorry that one is longer than the other!

Akaza-

Akaza looked at your newborn baby in awe, he never thought that this would happen.. him, with a baby of his own, as a demon..

His baby girl just became the light of his life and he had no intentions of letting her go. He looked at you, the mother of his child, with love.

He promised from this moment on; he would protect the both of you, no matter what the cost.

-

You and your daughter were in the front yard of your isolated home; you were chasing her, admiring her beauty.

She had long pink hair, identical to her father, with purple eyelashes that were stunning. She was the perfect mix of the two of you, and you wanted the world for her.

You retired from the demon slayer corps long before you met Akaza; you didn’t feel obligated to notify anyone of your child. You had nobody important left to tell, you knew Muzan would know, but you didn’t care.

Muzan deeply feared you, you were a descendant of moon breathing, and you were damn good at it. You could’ve killed Akaza the moment you saw him, you choose not to.

You and your daughter sat on the soft blanket placed on the ground, you smiled at her before pulling out her favorite food for her to eat.

She giggled thanking you, before digging in. You smiled watching your daughter, she loved the earth, but above all, she loved food.

It’s been a while since your sixth sense has spiked, but for some odd reason it did. You grabbed the knife in your picnic basket, quick to turn toward the person coming at you with dangerous speed, protecting your daughter.

“You should die!” The white haired man shouted furiously, you raised an eyebrow, before turning to your daughter.

You leaned in to hug her, “Baby, I need you to run, run to daddy and tell him that mommy is going to the corps..” you whispered in her ear before placing a soft kiss on her forehead. “Run just like mommy and daddy taught you..” you whispered before turning back to face two of the hashira sent.

“We won’t make this hard; just give her to us.” Shinobu spoke with the grin she always held on her face, you chuckled before turning your knife to face your wrist, “Never.”

You got in a fighting stance, ready to kill anyone who wanted to steal you child. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Sanemi asked.

“She’s positive.” Akaza spoke from behind you, with a murderous aura, glaring at the two hashira who dared to step foot on his property.

“So the hard way.. okay.” Shinobu spoke, jumping toward you. You were quick to kick her back hard, slamming her into a tree. You launched toward Sanemi, with only murder on your mind. You didn’t care, you would do anything for her, and so would Akaza.

“You’re a traitor!” Sanemi yelled at you as he swung his sword. “Love isn’t betrayal; I love my daughter with my life, I will defend her with my life.” You spoke calmly using second form: Pearl Flower Moongazing to deflect his attack.

The man flew back a couple feet from the impact, but got back up, he was so angry for some reason. You couldn’t wrap you head around his anger, but you knew you had to defend your daughter, so figuring him out was irrelevant to you.

You jumped behind the white haired man, hitting him on the back of the neck, knocking him out. You turned to shinobu, blowing some of your homemade crushed spices in her face.

She dropped to the ground suddenly, you smiled at your significant other, before grabbing both of the Hashira’s, dragging them to the demon slayer corps headquarters, where Kagaya resided.

-

When you arrived to where the master and his wife sat, you threw the two hashiras down. “What’s the meaning in this?” You asked sternly, wanting answers.

“It’s nice to hear you again, child. I hear you’ve had a child of your own, and you with a demon, I’d like to meet her.” He spoke calmly with a smile on his face.

“I won’t allow you to keep her, if you wish to meet her, I will bring her here and take her home with me. She isn’t to leave my side.” You spoke calmly, but sternly.

“I’d like that.. and I’d like to meet the demon..” he spoke still calm as ever. “Why?” You asked, genuinely curious as to why the head of the demon slayers would want to meet your demon lover.

“If someone’s dating my daughter, I wish to meet them.”

Muzan-

Muzan smirked at his child, that was a spitting image of him, he giggled creeping up beside you on the bed. The two of them jumped on the bed with a yell, causing you to gasp, shooting up.

“Boys!” You exclaimed, obviously startled. “I’m sorry momma..” your son spoke with a frown, giving you his best puppy dog eyes.

Muzan chuckled before looking at you with a frown, “we’re sorry dear..” you sighed, ruffling your sons hair before stepping out of the bed, going to the restroom.

Muzan opened the door softly, stepping in, “I’m really sorry dear…” he spoke as he walked up to you. He pulled you off the toilet into his embrace, “we won’t do it again.” He spoke with a smile kissing the top of your head.

You nodded in his chest, wanting to stay there forever, you wouldn’t stayed longer if it wasn’t for the sounds of thumping coming from downstairs.

You rushed down stairs, having a terrible feeling about what was happening. When you reached the bottom of the steps you were faced with your son being abducted by your closet friend, she was the master at her trait, and only she knew where you lived.

She turned back to look at you with remorse before continuing to run as fast as she could, Muzan ran from behind you after your friend, but he was stopped by the light beaming from outside.

You ran from behind him chasing your best friend, feeling the betrayal run through your veins. You hair flew in your face, but you didn’t care, the only thoughts you had were of your son.

When you caught up to her, you were in the demon slayer corps headquarters. “You cannot go any further (y/n), you’re a traitor, traitors aren’t allowed.” She spoke coldly

“Give me my son and I’ll leave” you spoke equally as cold as her, “that cannot be done, he is now ours.” She spoke calmly. This set you off to the max.

You pulled out your throwing star in a swift move, before you threw it at the woman. She gasped, but didn’t have time to react. She was struck, which gave you the opportunity to save your son.

You pulled your son out of her embrace and ran, you didn’t care who or what got in your way, you would save this boy no matter what.

-

When you got back home Muzan greeted the both of you in a big hug, with a head kiss on each of your heads. “You are to stay close to us at all times.. we are moving..” he spoke frantically, trying to keep himself calm.

“Honey.. calm down.. we will worry about the later, for now, let’s give our son the love he needs.” You spoke softly looking the man in his piercing red eyes.

He smiled before placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“I don’t know what id do without you.. you keep me sane..”