Yoriichi/Kokushibo Relationship Headcanons

Yoriichi/Kokushibo relationship headcanons

Warnings: None

Summary: my headcanons for both of the Tsugikuni twins, involving their s/o ofc.

Intertwined twins, comparable to night and day.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni:

● Yoriichi is a quiet but loving man.

● He believes that actions speak louder than words.

● On the mornings that Yoriichi is present, you awaken to breakfast in bed.

● Each part of the meal is carefully made with traces of love.

● To Yoriichi, your heaven-sent, and he’ll do anything he can to show you that.

● He tends to spend most of his time with you.

● Yoriichi is willing to do anything you’d like, as long as you're pleased.

● He doesn’t express his love for you very much verbally.

● When he does, his words are beautifully constructed and well thought out.

● Your protection is ensured 24/7.

● Yoriichi wouldn’t possibly let anything happen to you.

● If Yoriichi can’t protect you, nothing can.

● He doesn’t mind what you choose for the two of you to do during the day.

● Do you wish to stay home? He’s taking care of your every need.

● Want to go out? He knows the perfect spot for a quiet picnic.

● He also enjoys when you take care of him and plan things as well.

● Sometimes all he needs is a little pampering.

● Every night, you're in his arms.

● Yoriichi won’t admit it, but he has a fear of the worst happening to you deep down inside.

● His guard is lowered when sleeping, and because of this, he needs to feel you at night.

● If you don’t want to cuddle, that’s fine, but please at least let him hold your hand.

● Yoriichi will die for you, and that’s a fact.

● No man can love you like Yoriichi can.

Kokushibo

● Similar to Yoriichi, Kokushibo is a quiet man.

● He enjoys sitting with you in silence.

● Your silent presence is enough for him to keep going.

● Kokushibo cares a lot about your well-being.

● He even feels iffy about letting you cook sometimes.

● When you get hurt, Kokushibo’s words can be very brutal, but he still loves you, hepromises.

● Don’t let his intimidating looks fool you.

● Even a man like him can fall head over heels.

● Kokushibo tends to have a hard time expressing his love for you.

● He tries his best, though.

● Some days you’ll be surprised with fresh flowers, but don’t mention it to him; he doesn’t like speaking about such things.

● Believe it or not, he enjoys cooking and is very skilled at it.

● Kokushibo likes to cook for you most nights as a token of his appreciation for you.

● If you compliment his cooking, his love for you immediately deepens.

● During the night, you both start out facing each other but not touching.

● As the hours go on, he’ll wrap you in his arms.

● Good luck escaping his strong hold each morning; it’s impossible.

● Around the upper moons, not much PDA is shown, but he made sure that everyone knew you were his, especially Douma.

● Nobody dares test Kokushibo or meddle with things that are his.

● He could take care of a problem in the blink of an eye.

● You were more than safe around him.

● Although being with Kokushibo can get hard at times, he loves you with his entire being.

● Kokushibo will be yours forever and always.

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ex-convict geto who stays home with the kids while you’re at work. no one wants to hire him after he’s released so he stays home and takes care of things while you’re earning, and for a guy who spent a good time in prison, he’s surprisingly gentle with his hands—they braid hair and make snacks and fold laundry and tuck the blanket under the chins of his daughters. he’s done a lot of bad things, but he’s turned over a new leaf. cause his girls need him—and you? you need him too

Beautiful artwork!!!

Redraw of a post I did last year!

I always hated the old one so this feels a bit refreshing to do even if it’s not completely the way I’d like it to be.

𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧 ☆ 𝙮𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞 𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙞

☆ ──── 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 : this is for one my faves @stxrryemxlys congrats on graduating, so here is a grad gift for u!! even tho it lowkey became hella self indulgent fmenferj

☆ ──── 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) : long flashback?, sensual themes??

The nights that he would leave for days and sometimes even weeks at a time to tend to slaying demons would leave you irrevocably lonely. Your heart yearned for him to come back home so you would find yourself restless. In fact, so restless that you would toss and turn in your bed until you threw the covers off of your body followed by a  frustrated huff. The light of the moon was cold and unforgiving. It opposed the warmth and welcome of the sun. Your sun. His smile, his voice and the way few but tenderhearted words would fall from his lips. You wanted nothing more than to see him at that moment.

Soon you found yourself getting out of bed and slipping on your shoes. You grabbed one of  the wisteria incense that endlessly burned from your porch as you walked barefoot across the path that led to the edge of town. Thankfully there was no wind to blow out your incense, but even if it had it would burn long enough for you to get home safely. The sound of water trickling was getting louder and louder as you headed down the moonlit path. 

You smiled as you recalled the memory of meeting him for the first time here. 

You were gathering fish from the river and he had been standing at the edge watching as the scales of the colorful trout danced in the light of the sun. Your breath had caught at the sight of the handsome man in front of you. He wore his hair long in a high ponytail that lifted in the summer breeze. His maroon gaze soon on you and your heart thrummed against your chest.

“The trout here are quite vibrant. I’ve never seen anything like it.” His voice was deep and rich, though his tone was cheery and a hint of aloof. 

“Oh–yes! They are also quite tasty when you cook them just right.” You stammered nearly as hard as your heart did. “Would you care to join me in catching some?”

You glanced away from a moment feeling his intense gaze on you. Your cheeks warmed as you continued on your incessant blabbering. “I cook them quite well.”

You stole a glance and a small smile had graced his attractive visage. “I would like that a lot.”

Gutting and cooking the fish wasn’t the hard part, catching them, however, was. 

“Ah! I caught one!” Yoriichi exclaimed with a stunted look on his usually stoic face. He hadn’t felt such joy in a long time. The fish wriggled within his grasp and he showcased his first catch to you.

You clasped your hands together and beamed at him as he struggled to keep the fish in his hands. 

“Great catch!” 

Fwwp!

The trout had completely slipped out of his hand and plopped back into the river and Yoriichi’s face was unmoving. He was completely hampered by what had just occurred that he hadn’t even known how to react. 

You couldn’t help but giggle at the fleeting happiness of his first catch. His face softened at your melodious laughter and suddenly he felt embarrassed at how excited he had become over something so menial. 

“How childish of me.” He laughed, peering down at himself. 

His rolled up sleeves and hakama were completely soaked, but his resolve was strong.

“I will catch this trout.” The look of determination on his face was enough to make you stop laughing and get serious with him.

“I’ll teach you a trick to catching a fish and not having it slip from your grasp.” You said as you rolled your sleeves and cuffed your pants and padded across the running river right alongside his form.

While he had his eyes trained to kill demons, your eyes and hands had been trained to be an expert at catching fish. 

“You ready your stance and wait for the perfect moment…Gotcha!” You exclaimed in triumph as you held the fish and quickly dropped it in the bucket. 

When you peered up for a moment, you caught a glimpse of Yoriichi’s eyes that sparkled at you in curiosity and admiration. “That is truly amazing! Please teach me how to achieve this level of mastery.”

You rubbed the back of your neck as you gave him a sheepish grin. “It’s nothing special, really. Just something I was taught by the village elders.”

Yoriichi and you went back to catching fish as you continued to converse. 

“Did you not have parents growing up?” He asked. It wasn't a rude question, just something you never really spoke openly about. 

You shook your head as you watched Yoriichi raise his hand to attempt to catch a fish, but it was all in vain as he caught nothing but water. He shook the water off of his hand and you softly chuckled at his failed venture. 

“Damn.” He mumbled to himself.

“That was close. Try again.” You said. A small pause as you recollected your thoughts before answering. “No, I was an orphan for as long as I can remember. The village elders looked after me and taught me all the skills I know today. Honest work for honest pay. I’ve never traveled farther than the next town over.”

“I see.” He observed the water rippling beneath both of your ankles. “I think they did a great job raising you. You really know how to catch fish.”

You peered up at him and his smile was warm and enchanting. So young and full of life.

“I’ll show you how I cook ‘em, too.” You beamed at him.

“I didn’t know one could make trout taste so tender and flavorful.” He hummed in content as he savored every bite.

Your chin sat on your palm as you watched him take mouthfuls of rice and pieces of food stick to the sides of his mouth. It had occurred to you that this man hadn’t known how incredibly stunning he was. Not only in physical beauty, but his boyish and nonchalant attitude was charming as hell. Well, charming as hell to you. 

“Aren’t you going to eat…” His head turned to the side before blinking back several times. “I never asked for your name. How rude of me.”

“You can call me [name].” You felt warmth rush to your cheeks when he looked at you. He was so endearing without even realizing it. 

“[name], that’s an interesting name.” He seemed to be pensive for a moment as he nibbled at his trout. 

You chuckled as you waited for him to reveal his name to you. He glanced up at you confused as to why you were looking at him for some sort of answer. 

“And your name?” You giggled at him. He blinked a couple of times as he registered your words. 

“You can call me, Yoriichi.” He finally said as he placed down his bowl in front of you and bowed. “Thank you for the meal, [name].”

“Oh, no need for that. We’re practically the same age.” You waved him off. 

He peered up at you in surprise. “What is your age?”

“I’m twenty years of age.”

A ghost of a smile now on his lips. “I guess we are the same age then.”

He glanced into the crackling fire between the both of you and then to the sun that was beginning to dip below the horizon. “I should get going.”

“W-wait!” You suddenly said as you grasped on the sleeve of his haori.

 He looked from your hand that was grasping the still damp fabric to you whose eyes were big and glistening with a yearning for company. The company of a man that could possibly fulfill the void where your heart was supposed to be. 

“You should stay.” You murmured. 

He didn’t say anything for a moment as he glanced down at you. His face was unreadable as he analyzed your features and tried to read the expression on your face. Yoriichii never faced a situation like this before. You, a woman, who had taught him how to catch and cook trout in the span of a day. You, a woman, who pleaded for his company. 

Should you have had any semblance of shame? Yes, maybe. But the thought of never seeing this man ever again. A stranger who had just happened to be passing through town and never to cross paths in the near or distant future suddenly filled you with the emptiness that you were always left with scared you.

“You know, since it’s dark out and demons are out and about.” You quickly said feeling hot in the face. It was more than apparent that he was a demon slayer. From the sword that he proudly wore on his waist to the kimono that hung around his form.

“Do you know how to fend for yourself against demons?” He suddenly asked.

You thought about his words for a moment before shaking your head. 

“Then I will stay until I teach you how to.” And there was that smile again. That smile that you found yourself yearning for every day since that occurrence. 

And he kept his promise. Yoriichi would sleep a few feet away from you and wake you at dawn with the intention of honing your skills to the fullest extent. He wore you down to your bones, but his encouraging words and sincerity had pushed you to be the quick witted and instinctual warrior that he promised he would make out of you. 

He would fondly watch you as you practiced every move of his and soon he had moved on to  teaching you his breaths.

Your eyes sparkled in delight as he had showcased only a single technique and yet it mesmerized you as flames ignited from his blade and then to his form. He was literally his own sun. His techniques were a form of a fatal dance to the death and that only further entranced you. 

“It may look intimidating, but I know you can do it, [name]. After all, my work won’t be done until you master it.” His form towered over you as you peered up at him. 

If anything, he hadn’t even planned on teaching you any breathing techniques as that had been outside of the realm of what he thought you were capable of. But after watching you these past several months, mastering technique after technique he had gained a guilty indulgence toward you.

In no time, you had conquered every breath that he had laid out for you and soon you were a shining star next to your sun. Yoriichi had found himself not able to separate himself from you. He wanted only to spend all his days being in your company, hearing the sound of your laughter and the incoherent mumblings in your sleep as he tucked you into bed. Soon he had learned to cook trout almost just as good as you if not better and you were waking up to meals made by him without even having asked. 

“Yoriichi, can you head down to the market and grab some potatoes and a pound of rice? We seem to have run out already.” You called out from inside as he sharpened his blade on the porch. 

He frowned. “By myself?” 

You poked your head out the doorway. “What was that?”

“You want me to go alone?” He asked again, not feeling embarrassed by his question. 

It delighted you to see that pout on his face. “Well, I’m busy trying to clean the floors. I just think it would be more productive if you went and got food while I was here cleaning.” 

“It would be quicker if I just helped you and then we headed off together.” He was persistent as hell when it came to these sorts of things.

He was guilty of being overfond of your presence, but he welcomed it. He didn’t want to be without you and that much he knew. 

"[name], it’s too cold for you to be out here with nothing but your yukata on.” His voice suddenly filled the air and you felt your body go frigid. 

It had just occurred to you that your toes and fingers were going numb, but you hadn’t cared about that. He was finally here. Yoriichi had stood tall in front of your form and soon you had found yourself throwing your arms around his shoulders. 

His body went rigid for a moment as he had felt shocked by your unexpected intimate gesture. Your quiet sobs were muffled by the fabric of his haori and you clung onto his tightly with no thoughts of ever letting go. His scent was just as you had remembered. Woodsy and musky from his travels and scintillas of wisteria adhered to the fabric on his figure. You missed every bit of him and you couldn’t even hold yourself back from clutching onto him. 

His firm hand found the small of your back and he sighed. “Let’s get inside.”

“Carry me.” You murmured against his chest. 

He quietly obliged and soon you were lifted from the ground and you couldn’t find the courage to look at him as he carried you in his arms with ease. 

There was only one other time that he had carried you this way and that was when you had sprained your ankle in the river trying to catch a trout and you were unable to get up on your own. He never scolded you, only softly speaking to you as he tended to your injury. You whimpered in pain and he never hushed you. He simply bandaged it and stayed by your side and became almost annoyingly dotting. 

Is that what love was?

Yoriichi never liked to think too much of it. He hadn’t exactly familiarized himself with the concept of it, but then again he would simply brush off any compliments made to him by women who flock to him. He didn’t understand why. Why did he treat you like you were a wife he was coming home to and accompanied on trips to the market, racing downhills with and down the halls to see who could finish cleaning their side of the floor first with?

“Yoriichi.” Your voice was barely above a whisper. 

He peered down at you for a moment hearing the neediness in your voice. Warmth blossomed to his cheeks as he got a better look at you. Your eyes were hazy with lust and longing. Or maybe he was mistaking it for some other emotion that he couldn’t quite pinpoint in that moment. 

“Yoriichi.” A small whine emitted from your lips as half covered your eyes with your forearm. 

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he observed the way your lips glistened in the moonlight and the way your eyes fluttered up at him. 

“Yes, [name].” His voice shook to his and your surprise.

You bit your lip and he was in anticipation of your next words. “I want you.”

His heart stammered at your words. “Want me to what?”

Your hand tugged at his haori. “ I want you–and me…”

You struggled to find the right words to put together for him to get it without you having to actually say it. 

“Do you love me, [name]?” It was so sudden. Nothing that you would ever expect him to ever ask you. No, not ever in a million years had you imagined him asking you something like this.

“And if I said yes?” 

He didn’t skip a beat. “We should get married.”

You felt your heart pound against your chest at his words. “M-married?!”

A small sigh escaped his lips as he felt a tad embarrassed at his own choice of words. “If that’s alright with you. I’ve come to realize I want to stay by your side until the day I die and if there is an afterlife I want you to be there with me then as well.”

You felt your eyes well up with tears at his sweet words. Yoriichi was hardly a romantic. He never really spoke about his feelings. He was a man of the moment and honestly this proposal suited more than anything else.

“Why are you crying?” His tone was brimming with concern as he wiped your tears away. 

He gently set you down on your futon and rubbed your eyes as you sat up. 

“Because–I–I don’t know. I just feel emotional right now. I never thought you would ask me to marry you.” You whimpered as you tried catch your breath.

His expression softened as he looked at you. He wanted to take care of you until he no longer could and lay with you every night and wake up with you every morning and the only way to say all of that was to ask you just that. To marry him.

“Well, do you accept?” He asked, scooting toward your form.

“How could I not?” You sniffled. 

A rare toothy grin spread across his boyish features as he dabbed away at your tears. “Good. Because then we can do husband and wife things.”

You sat upright at his words and your sniffles came to a stop as you felt your cheeks warm. “Like what kind of husband and wife things?”

His voice was low and soft as he spoke. “Like the things you want me to do to you right now.”

His fingers brushed away the stray hairs that covered your face and felt yourself hold your breath as he did. 

“Let’s do it tomorrow.” And he wasn’t kidding either.

“Tomorrow?!” You exclaimed. “I don’t even have a dress for the ceremony let alone someone to officiate it!”

“Mmm.” He thought for a moment as he leaned against his palms. “I guess you’re right about that.” 

“How about a week from today?” 

“A week?! Yoriichi! You’re insane!” But you felt joy and laughter bubble from your throat. You couldn’t help but feel elated at the fact that he wanted to spend eternity with you.

“That should be enough, right?” He inquired, cocking his head to the side.

“I mean–I guess so.” You became pensive as you searched your mind for anyone who would be willing to sew you up a dress.

“Ah, I just remembered. An older lady from the village not too far from here said that if I ever found someone I wanted to marry, she would make them a dress at no cost.” He bumped his fist to his palm.

“And why does she owe you that?” Your curiosity was piqued.

“I saved her children from getting eaten by demons.”

“Ah, of course. Always the classic I-saved-your-children-from-flesh-eating-demons-so-I-owe-you-a-wedding-dress scenario.”

“What do you mean?” 

You shook your head and laughed. “Nothing. If she can get a dress done by the end of the week that would be…”

"That would be perfect.” He finished as he gave you a softer smile and put his calloused hand on top of yours.

His maroon gaze was intense yet playful as he gazed down at you and it made your heart nearly jump out of your chest. 

“Then I can fulfill my duties as a husband to you.”

‘FAMILY’ REUNION

Douma, Akaza, Kokushibo

In which Y/n sees everyone again after a long time. Based on the scene in the infinity castle. Fem! Reader

cw: nothing really, our boys here have a soft spot for y/n, suggestive if you squint really hard, reader is upper rank 2 and everyone else is pushed down a rank except for Kokushibo

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"Where's my Y/n-chan~", Douma whined, looking around the infinity castle.

"Your Y/n?", Akaza clicked his tongue. "She doesn't even like you".

Gyokko nodded to the corner. "She's over there taking a damn nap", he shook his head at her hopelessness. "Upper rank two my ass".

Douma looked at where Gyokko was nodding towards where he saw Y/n, who was sleeping in a fetal position with her hands tucked against her chest.

Douma snickered with a hand up to his mouth. "I know what'll wake her up!".

The blondie approached her and squatted down.

His hand gripped her jaw, gently squeezing her cheeks which caused her mouth to fall open.

He proceeded use his index and middle finger to prod her mouth open before sliding them into her mouth.

Douma giggled as Y/n furrowed her brow as he stuck them all the way to the back of her mouth.

Once Y/n felt his sharp nails graze her throat, he eyes fell wide open, only to be met with Douma's sultry smirk that she knew all to well flashing down at her.

Y/n bit down hard on his two fingers. Really hard. To the point where she bit them off.

"Ouch Y/nn!", Douma frowned albeit his fingers regenerating immediately after.

Y/n sat up and let out a yawn before observing her surroundings. Everyone was here now except Muzan. She stretched her arms up, making her kimono fall off her shoulders a bit.

"You're so mean to me!", Douma sulked.

"Oh my sincerest apologies lord Douma!", she exclaimed, standing up and clasping her two hands together. "I'm not sure what came over me, but I should know my place", she inched towards the man, her chest against his and her eyes locked on his own, a pleading look plastered on her face while Douma looked down at her in amusement.

"I'd do anything for your forgiveness!", a grin slowly grew on her lips as she relaxed her eyebrows. "...Is what you would've wanted me to say, right?".

She laughed and backed away from him, the fact that his smug look was still plastered on his face annoyed her. "I'll leave that to your cult members".

Douma narrowed his eyes. "Got quite a mouth on you, don't you? Someone should teach you what to do with it".

Gyokko scoffed. "I can't even tell if they're flirting or arguing".

Y/n decided it was best to ignore Douma's comment and her eyes brightened upon seeing Akaza.

She enveloped him into a hug that made him unsteady on his feet, a blush immediately coating the apples of his cheeks.

"Akaza! Long time no see”.

Douma folded his arms childishly as Akaza looked at him with an overconfident, smug look as he spat his tongue out. Everyone knew Akaza was her favourite.

Despite this, poor Akaza was still weak to the touch of any woman.

“Oh yeah, I got you a present”, Y/n reached into her kimono, Akaza averting his gaze at anything else he could find.

She lifted his arm from his side and opened up his palm, placing the box into his hand.

“Open it! Open it!”.

When he did just that, he blinked at her. It was a hairpin.

“Are you sure this is for me?”, he sweatdropped.

“Of course it is! It goes with your hair colour so I got it for you”, she took it out of the box and stuck it in his hair.

Akaza smiled sweetly moving to stand behind her smaller figure. He took the hairpin out of his hair and put it in hers.

“I appreciate it but I believe it’ll look better on you”.

“Aw but lord Akaza, it suits you! It really brought out your eyes too~”, Douma burst out into laughter, holding his stomach.

“Don’t piss me off”, Akaza seethed between his clenched teeth. Suddenly, Douma’s bottom part of his face was destroyed by Akaza’s fist.

Douma smiled as his face regenerated. “Whoa! That was some punch! A bit stronger than before, would you say, lord Akaza?”.

*splat*

The same fist Akaza used to hit Douma was severed by Kokushibo.

“Akaza”, he spoke. “You always go too far”.

“lord Kokushibo!”, Y/n bounced happily around him.

Kokushibo turned his head to her and brought his hands up to her chest, fixing her kimono so that it was up over her shoulders again.

“You shouldn’t let your kimono slip down like that, you’re a lady”.

She placed her hands on her hips. “Alright dad”, she mocked before smiling again.

“Aw it’s like a family reunion seeing all of you again!”.

“W-where have you been all this time?”, Hantengu asked.

Y/n hopped onto Kokushibo’s shoulders, patting his head which took the demon’s by surprise at the fact that he was allowing it.

“It’s a secret”, she brought a finger up to her lips.

It was evident that Muzan had arrived when Kokushibo lifted Y/n down and teleported back to where he was sitting originally.

“Family reunion over!”.

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a/n: also the last episode was a damn masterpiece, as an anime only for demon slayer i was genuinely scared nezuko was gonna die 😭