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blue-bird-kny · 3 years
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Writing night!! Can we maybe get a Mitsuri, Giyu and Tanjiro with an s/o whose baby faced/short but is still rather thick/curvy? Maybe she's bit insecure or bothered by comments made towards her about it? (I suffer/deal with this so it would mean a lot qwq, thank you!!)
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.
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