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xxsabitoxx · 1 year
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Now that the Shinazugawa babies have been animated I feel like I can talk about them more freely without risk of spoiling others. So, here comes May’s tsunami of big bro Sanemi HCs.
Since his mom (Shizu) is always working, Sanemi took it upon himself to learn how to do his little sisters’ hair.
Sumi and Teiko learned how to do their hair themselves forever ago but preferred when Sanemi would do it for them. They always requested that he did their hair in the same style as their mom’s
Sanemi and Genya took it upon themselves to bathe their little siblings in order to take some of the work load of their mom’s shoulders
Sanemi is actually a great cook because he would often cook for his little siblings and his mom.
While Sanemi cooked, Genya would try his hardest to do the laundry but he would struggle to get some of the larger items on the line and need Sanemi’s help
Sanemi often stood up to his abusive father, trying to get his attention off of his small mother and little siblings. He was convinced he could deal with the man’s rage and survive while his mother and siblings may not.
These attempts were often futile because Shizu couldn’t stand to see her oldest son trying to protect her. She was the mother, it was her duty protect her children. It destroyed her any time Sanemi tried to intervene.
Sanemi would often stay up until his mother fell asleep, which was a rare occurrence. The woman slept at most for two hours before going back to her daily routine.
But on nights where he managed to stay awake longer than her, he’d cuddle up to her under the blankets and fall asleep listening to her heartbeat (he’s a mama’s boy)
Sanemi learned to sew, that way he could repair the little clothes he and his siblings had. Which meant his mother wouldn’t stress about getting them new clothes and save more money.
When his father died, he was relieved. He knew the role he needed to take on, but it wasn’t as daunting because he knew Genya would be right there with him. Their live would be easier with that man out of the pictures
I’m a twisted way, Sanemi hopes he would receive his father’s strength. Not to hurt those he loved, rather protect them from any evil.
Similar to how Nezuko would carry Rokuta in a wrap, Sanemi would carry Koto the same way.
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mintartem · 5 months
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“Mother will always love and protect you, Genya. Happy birthday, my son”
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thedemises · 5 months
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note!...  sanemi might be out of character bc i haven't written for kny for a long time (my writing has gotten slightly awful since then) and most of the plot doesn't match up(?) right..  this is kind of a draft??? since I written it last minute bc I don't want this idea to slip from my head. also angst and spoilers for the demon slayer: kimetsu no yaiba manga!!
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━━ .  RELIGIOUS。s. sanemi oneshot!!
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sanemi shinazugawa was never a religious person.
in present time, he doesn't usually pray every night—he doesn't have the time to pray because he knows. he knows God won't listen to his prayers any way, he knows fate won't change for him.
then once again, after that incident, he goes on his knees—scarred hands clasped together—and prays again. he prays, that he won't lose another cared person again.
it was his last pray—two nights before the day his best friend, masachika, died by the hands of a lower moon demon. and when he prayed again (for the last time, he thought, it'd be the last pray), was when the day before tomorrow for the battle, and he prayed that you and genya would be alive after the fight against muzan kibutsuji, the demon king.
the aftermath of it, he decides to go on his kness—and he prays—he prays again. sanemi just can't afford another vengeful God to take any more of his loved ones from him again. not after they took his former best friend, his younger brother, and— you. you.
and he lost you, too.
he lost you, like genya and masachika. like the master and his mother. like everyone he knew deeply, he loved and cared for you like no other.
alas, the Gods took you away.
and again, he prays. with the deaths of his loved ones lingering in his mind.
he can almost feel the firm yet soft touch of yours, the familial caress on his head from his mother and master oyakata, his little siblings' grasps on around his arms, the ghostly arms of genya hugging his body, and masachika placing a hand on his broad shoulder.
when sanemi opens his eyes, nothing is around him. it was just him, in the graveyard, kneeled before your grave beside masachika's. genya's was no wheere to be seen, as his body had disappeared in the battlefield.
he looks—seeing the grand master's grave, and with a sad gaze in his normally aggressive eyes, one could almost miss the tear that slips and falls with a silent drip as rain begins to pour.
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© thedemises 2023. all rights reserved.  ━━  school rooftop by hisohkah, WMD; with a mourning dove's call (+ raining sounds).
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sarcastic-kaz · 5 months
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no but this discord chain abt the shinazugawa kids names
(lost the other convo but awhile ago i also explained sanemi & genyas names (sanemis "mi" and genyas "ya" are the same, meaning "all the more". the sane means "loyal" and the "gen" means "mysterious", which fits both their characters perfectly)
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soldez · 2 years
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sir i smoked your pupy up in a blunt. because he is so small
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aglostick · 9 months
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Chapters: 1/26 Fandom: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death Relationships: Shinazugawa Genya & Shinazugawa Sumi, Shinazugawa Sanemi & Shinazugawa Sumi, Shinazugawa Genya & Shinazugawa Sanemi, Hinatsuru/Makio/Suma/Uzui Tengen Characters: Shinazugawa Sumi, Shinazugawa Genya, Shinazugawa Sanemi, Shinazugawa Family (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Uzui Tengen, Hinatsuru (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Makio (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Suma (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Tsuyuri Kanao, Kamado Tanjirou, Kamado Nezuko, Tokitou Muichirou, Kanroji Mitsuri, Kanzaki Aoi (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Agatsuma Zenitsu, Hashibira Inosuke, Yushiro (Kimetsu no Yaiba), Demon Slayer Corps Ensemble (Kimetsu no Yaiba), minor OCs for plot purposes Additional Tags: characters are tagged roughly in order of relevance, Canon Rewrite, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Not Canon Compliant, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Canon-Typical Violence, Past Child Abuse, Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified, yes i wrote a "they live" au for someone with five seconds of screentime, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Family Bonding, Mostly Gen, Dysfunctional Family, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Family Issues, Family Feels, Developing Friendships, Sibling Bonding, Sibling Love, Survivor Guilt, no beta we die like shizu hiroshi teiko shuya and koto Series: Part 1 of Sumi Shinazugawa Lives AU Summary:
The smell of antiseptic greeted her as she regained consciousness. Soft blankets, hard mattress. Her hair tugged free of her ribbon and splayed out beneath her. Dull, throbbing pain in her abdomen.
Sumi Shinazugawa opened her eyes and found herself in a hospital bed.
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aglostick-art · 9 months
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"You'll be okay."
Okay Tumblr people will need some context for this.
Three years ago I started writing a "what if another Shinazugawa sibling survived" story and it fundamentally changed the course of my life. It's been a good year for Sumi. She got her five seconds of canon screentime, an official color scheme, my drive to write came back. I've been rewriting the fic this past few months since my skills as a writer have grown, and it's about 90% complete now. I'll start posting it August 27, with weekly chapters every Sunday.
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attractthecrows · 2 years
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Hey Sanemi, Genya, good news: your little sisters survived!
Bad news though, they’re a little apeshit
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queentheweeb · 1 year
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Drag me to Hell
Sanemi was content with dying, Muzan was gone. He was going to be at peace. Until he saw them.
A/N: Spoilers for the ending of Demon Slayer. I decided to make Shizu (Sanemi's mom) and his father both abusive and assholes. Yes, I know that sweet woman wasn't but for the sake of the story, she was
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When Sanemi had fallen unconscious once Muzan burned to a crisp he knew he wasn't going to be waking up ever again. He was okay with that. Most of the Hashira had died if not all of them. He wasn't sure. He was positive though that all of his family was dead so what was the point of him even being alive? He was 21 and had the mark, he would only be alive for another 4 years so it's not like he would have missed much. He stood up looking around in the void hearing the sounds of laughter and as if they appeared out of thin air he saw all his siblings giggling. Laughing. Loving life. He stood there watching them play in the afterlife. He thought about his life. He lost them all so young thanks to that bitch who got herself turned into a demon. He was glad that he had the chance to kill her, even if he was barely strong enough. She and that man tormented him and his siblings even though he used to take the brunt of it. He knew they both were going to hell. He was going to make sure of that. He had one wish and that was to be strong enough to torment them back in hell.
"Well, look what the cat dragged back here. Finally realized you're too much of an eye sore to accomplish anything." He didn't turn around wanting to burn the scene of his siblings frolicking and finally being safe, free, and happy together. He shed a tear knowing he won't be able to join them. He shed another tear for the life he never got a chance to experience or have. He shed a third tear for not being selfish enough to get rid of his mother at the same time his dad died. That was the last of his tears. He would shed no more. He had shed enough fighting this demon war.
"You got wax in your ears, you fucking little shit. Your mother was talking to your worthless ass." He took a deep breath not wanting to turn around. He had a feeling in his heart that his wish was going to be granted but, he just needed to stare at his siblings for a little longer. Remember them. He knew that once his wish was granted he will not remember them as much as he wants to. It almost makes him cry again but, all he can do is pray his final sacrifice won't be in vain and he can reunite with at least one of them in the next life. Even if they are not siblings.
"What the fuck, you're going to stand there the whole day? You're dead and you're not going back and you're sure as hell not going with them. You're wasting your time staring at them." He took one final deep breath not blinking as he felt a shift and his body change. During the change, he ignored his parent's repeated insults and just focused on his siblings. They couldn't see him but, he could see them. He is glad that they cannot see him, they cannot see what he becomes, what he chose to become to get revenge. Especially Genya. He would be very sad and disappointed to see him this way and that was something that he could not accept as the eldest.
"What the fuck are you." He finally turned slowly around as his new form took place. His final wish. His ultimate sacrifice. To become the one thing he hated the most and killed more than any human alive besides maybe Gyomei. A demon. He had two large horns in the front and two smaller ones on the back of his head. His eyes slit a vibrant purple, wild white hair to his waist, pointed ears, pale skin, claws, and a foot taller than his human height. He towered over both of them as saliva dripped from his mouth. He had a smile that could split his face in two as he vibrated in excitement. This was the first time he has ever seen them scared and he was soaking it in.
"I am hell." With one leap he had pressed his hands into their chest sending the three of them flying backward straight to the depths of hell. He couldn't help but grin just a bit sharper seeing and feeling the flames lick at his skin. His final coherent thought was of his siblings smiling and laughing. Finally free. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I had thought about that scene in chapter 200 when Sanemi sees his family in the afterlife and wanted to make a quick drabble of my own twist to it! Hope it was to your liking.
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ninapi · 11 months
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┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺╚══ Wind Pillar ╝
Premise: Days in the life of the Shinazugawa household, based on my previous story (link here).
Word Count: 3263
Note: This was requested by the lovely @yourlocalangie, “little family moments in the shinazugawa household with the reader and their children.” 🫶🏻
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A typical day in the Shinazugawa household started very early in the morning. Even before the sun got a chance to go out, Sanemi, his wife and the children would be on their way down the mountain with a cart full of goodies.
Over the years the farm had grown quite a bit.
Mia and her husband had babies and now your chicken coop is full to the brim with lovely birds and delicious eggs for your family and the towns people.
The milk from your farm was considered the hottest item in the market, getting a consistent queue of customers since very early in the morning, creating a high demand.
After an intense morning of sales, the Shinazugawa family heads back to their farm for a well deserved home cooked meal.
The afternoons were particularly busy, since they would all go to the market together, the rest of the work had to be done after lunch.
"Sanehiko, you're on milk duty, make sure they at least fill two of the big jugs."
"On it father." Sanehiko, the eldest of the lot was the most invested in the family business. He learned from his mother from a very young age how to tend the animals and get the milk from the cows, being the best at it in the family. He thoroughly enjoys working on the fields as well, always looking for a way to help with the crops and making sure everything was in order, out of all of them he was the most responsible and down to earth, being the eldest had a big impact in his way of living, much like young Sanemi he is constantly thinking of the wellbeing of his family and does his best to support his parents.
"Genma, you're in charge of picking the best tomatoes to sell tomorrow. Water your mother's herbs when you're done."
"Yes father!" Genma was the sweetest of them all, always wanting to please his mother and father alike. Sanemi was forever jealous at the fact that he was a momma's boy, he reminds him so much of Genya he wishes he would look up to him the way his brother used to do, but his mother is softer and prettier, of course anyone would choose her instead, he would do too.
"Remi, help your mother separate the black from the red berries and put them in the different baskets. If you behave, I might show you the third form." His only daughter was the closest to him, she inherited his spirit and even if she's not even three yet she begs her father to teach her his wind breathing techniques, days he decides to indulge her even the tiniest bit are the happiest around the house.
"(Y/N) you concentrate on the marmalade and watching Senri, I'll take care of the rest there is to do around in the fields and pick up the eggs." reaching over for your husband, you placed a soft kiss to his lips, nodding at his instructions. You were still very much pregnant and doing more than that would be harsh on your body. Patting your bum lovingly, he rolled his sleeves up and headed back to work.
"Mma this!" Remi was diligently following her father's instructions, pulling a berry that wasn’t ripe out and showing it to you in her tiny hand. "Good eye, baby. Let's put those a side ok? We don't want the marmalade to be sour." happily she set it on a plate and continued with her designated job.
No day was the same. Having a farm gave the kids the opportunity to be active and learn from their parents skills that would be useful in the future. Sanemi made sure to rotate them around the tasks, he wanted his children to grow as strong as he was and as smart as their mother, he wanted nothing but the best for them.
By the end of the day they were all tired and ready for bed as early as the sun would set that day.
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Sundays were off. It didn't matter how much work was pending in the farm, how many eggs the chickens lay that morning, how much money they made that week, nothing mattered. Days off were important for the Shinazugawas.
Sanemi didn't get much time to lay around with his youngest since he is always so busy, but Sundays were normally deemed 'Senri day'.
Today though, he had slightly different plans.
You just finished bathing Remi and Senri when you heard Genma squealing like a little piglet.
"Genma get your ass here right now!"
Your husband sounded pissed. He rarely yells at the children, no matter how angry he was.
"Mother!!! Help me!! Father has gone crazy!! MOTHER!!!" his cries for help made you run outside your house, just to see your husband chasing your child around the fields with a sharp knife in his hand.
"Shinazugawa Sanemi. What on earth are you doing?" the child crashed against your leg, hiding behind it. If there was someone who could save him, that would be you.
"Tch." he was forced to stop running by your deep angry mother glare, "I just wanted to give him a haircut, love. Don't know why he's running away like a freak. Did you see him run? How is he faster than me? He's five, this makes no sense."
The four Shinazugawa children took after their father in their physical strengths. Sanehiko could lift a grown pig up since he was four. Genma had super speed, apparently. Remi had his blood thirst and Senri broke Sanehiko's finger when he was just three months old.
You brought Genma up into your arms, looking into his terrified eyes. "What's wrong, baby? Why aren't you letting your father cut your hair? You can't even see of how long it is."
"He....wanted to shave the sides of my head...." the child buried his face on your chest seeking for comfort, this always irritated Sanemi. He understands he is still young and that’s completely normal, but nobody but him and maybe Senri should be allowed to do that. Being jealous of his own children was a new low for the pillar.
"Stop being such a cry baby. I will do it whether you want it or not, I'm your father I do whatever the hell I want."
"Seems like you enjoyed sleeping out by the kitchen, darling." all trace of color drained from Sanemi's face instantly.
"B-babe....let's talk this out, ok? I just wanted to give him a haircut, you know he needs one." and he did, but you didn't like the way he was speaking to the child.
"Why are you shaving his head though? He looks so cute with his long hair." you were peppering soft kisses all over his little face, making him giggle.
By now Sanemi was sitting on the floor beside you, heaving out a long defeated sigh. "My brother...he had his hair like that. I guess I miss him."
"Oh my love...." setting your child down, you embraced your crestfallen husband, kissing the side of his face. "I know you see your brother in Genma, but you gotta remember he's your son and he is just five. Running after him with a knife in your hand isn't considered bonding."
"Father. It’s ok, you can shave my head. I don't like that sad face you're making." he brought Genma into a strong embrace and you all remained like that for a while. He missed Genya dearly, but having you around was more than he deserved.
"Remi too, Remi too!!!" your little girl jumped on Sanemi's back, nuzzling his neck with her little nose.
Sanehiko was holding Senri, confused by the knot of people before him. "What's going on?"
"Just come here, dammit." he settled for leaving Senri in your arms and gently nestle himself on your side, one of his hands holding one of his father's.
The Shinazugawa household was warm and full of understanding.
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After a well deserved break, your husband was now getting into your shared futon ready for a good night sleep.
He loved caressing your enlarged belly, there was nothing he enjoyed more than seeing you carrying his babies, knowing you had a part of him inside of you. He would always fall asleep while tracing patterns on your tummy, face pressed on the side of your neck.
Maybe it was the emotional afternoon your family had, maybe it was the long walk up the hill from the day before. The reason was unknown to you but a sharp pain on your lower half alerted your sleepy husband.
“(Y/N) what’s wrong?”
“Is coming Nemi.” as if on cue, your water broke all over your freshly laundered covers.
“What do you mean is coming? Isn’t it too early? Fuck, what do we do now? Can you wait until I go call the midwife?” he already knew the answer to that question, your body was moving on its own into a good position to deliver the baby.
“Can’t do. We gotta do this on our own, I’ve done it four times already and you’ve been there for every single one of them, we know what to do.”
“Are you out of your fucking mind (Y/N)? What if there’s complications? Senri gave you a hard time.” he was panicking now, removing the covers completely to give you more space, “Hell, you haven’t even finished waving the basket, where is the baby going to sleep?”
“SANEHIKO.” the contractions were heavy, painful, one right after the other, you needed a cool headed person around while your husband hyperventilated in a corner of the room.
“Yes, mother?” the child had already gone to bed, but was still awake thankfully, coming to your aid instantly.
“The baby is coming my love, you know what to do right?” the child nodded making his way over to the kitchen, returning not long after with clean cloths and water.
“Take Senri, we need his basket. Remember, don’t come out of the room until I go look for you, no matter what you hear. This goes for the rest of the gang too, keep an eye on all of them.” Sanemi’s anxiety driven self was finally grasping reality, just in time.
It was now just the two of you in your room. The same room you and your brother were born in, the same room where your four children came to this world. “We can do this, love.” Sanemi held your hand as tight as he could getting in between your legs as you started pushing your fifth child out. Thankfully there were no complications, the child came out fast and with minimal effort, more than ready to come out and meet her family.
Sanemi was ecstatic when he saw his baby girl for the first time as the adrenaline rush was finally settling down. He somehow thought he’d have another boy; it was a pleasant surprise. He was so into it that even forgot he had to clip the cord, almost dragging you out with him when he pulled the baby close to his chest. She looked just like you, his beautiful little treasure.
After cleaning you and the baby, Sanemi set the child on his son’s basket, wrapped into a little cocoon where she slept peacefully tired of the whole adventure.
“How are you feeling, baby? You did such a good job. You’re a pro at this now you have my respect I could never do that, specially not now that I saw it so up close, that shit's not for the weak. I knew I picked the right wife.” this made you giggle, pulling your husband in for cuddles. You probably needed space but all you wanted was to be in his arms.
“I feel less heavy. A bit sore though.” he was rubbing circles onto the side of your hip trying his best to relieve the pain even if it was just a little.
“Do you want me to call the kids in? I can take Sae to them so you can rest some more.”
“Yeah, I don’t think I can handle Remi jumping on me right now.” you both chuckled, staring dreamily into each other’s eyes.
The children were overwhelmed with how cute their little sister was, Genma was particularly over the moon as he wasn’t the only one with dark hair any longer.
Sanemi explained to the kids that their mother needed to rest just like when Senri was born, they needed to behave, be gentle and stay out of troubles. But even after his father’s speech, Genma managed to sneak out of the room quietly and was now kneeling by your side.
“Mother, is your belly ok? Do you need belly rubs?” his sweet little voice was music to your ears, his gentle nature was truly a gift.
“I would love that, sweetie. But does your father know you’re here?” the child swallowed hard seemingly nervous but opted for ignoring the question and go straight to work, gently massaging your sore belly. “I will go to bed in a bit, just thought you might need belly rubs.” he looked like a little delinquent now that his father styled his hair with such a fashion forward design, it was the cutest thing in this world.
“Thank you, baby. You’re the best.” sitting up slightly, you gave your toddler a good night kiss, sending him his way before anyone noticed.
Sanemi noticed of course, but he didn’t say anything, he knew his son, he was probably just making sure his mother was still alive after the deafening screams heard all over the house during the birthing process.
He took Sae back to your room, leaving Senri to share his eldest brother bedding arrangements for the night to give you some extra time to finish the second basket the next day.
Finally going back to your side, Sanemi nearly collapsed on top of you, proud of the evening accomplishments but as tired as one can be, it never even crossed his mind he would help deliver his own child, it was an insane experience. “So how does it feel being the father of five children?” teasing your man was fun, especially when he was this tired, he gets way softer.
“Makes me want to put another one inside of that delicious looking-“
“SANEMI!” he bursts out laughing, burying his face on your hair.
“Just saying... Feels pretty good though. You know I come from a very large family, it feels great having all this tiny loud brats running around, makes me feel complete. You’ve given me so much…”
You were dozing off on his chest, placing a kiss on it before closing your eyes, “I would give you the world, my love.”
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Being a parent to five children was not easy.
The age gap wasn’t as helpful now a days. When Genma was born Sanehiko was already old enough to understand what was happening. But having three children in a row was taking a toll both physically and mentally on you and your husband.
Remi was difficult to handle, always so full of energy. Senri was still just a little baby but was currently learning how to walk on his own, accidents following his every step. And Sae was milking the life out of you, her appetite was like no other.
You were tired and so was Sanemi.
Even the market stall had to go on a little break, this didn’t happen when Senri was born. He’s always been a quiet baby, would sleep most of his day. But Sae was always hungry and would constantly ask to be fed.
Sanehiko was deemed Senri’s guardian, while Sanemi held onto Remi for dear life majority of the day. The farm still needed to be tended to and you would have to go back to the market soon or the goods would be lost. Genma was tasked as your moral support or how Sanemi liked to call it ‘your servant’, he was in charge of making sure his mother had everything she needed, so he would go on fluffing your pillow every few minutes, bring you water, rub your belly, help you hold his sister while you changed her. He was a big help regardless of what the others said.
“Nii-nii look.” Remi would run over to the house to show her brother the vegetables she picked, the bugs she found, she even brought an egg, her hair littered with feathers making you giggle at the mental image of your husband trying to catch his daughter and chase her out of the coop. She’s always been given easy tasks as she’s still very little, but she was now helping her father with the farm, it made her feel important.
Genma knew she was taunting him, but he was where he wanted to be, there was nothing he’d rather do than to help his mother and new sister to be comfortable and well, he was a man now, the Shinazugawa are strong, he got this under control.
You were dozing off while feeding your daughter, Genma already snoozing on your lap, when you heard tiny feet running in your direction. You could see Remi on Sanemi’s shoulders picking corn in the fields from the window, this could only mean one thing.
“Senri, is that you?” a tiny hand was holding onto the doorframe, supporting his own weight. His brother was supposed to be watching him, but your children all take after their father, you knew Sanehiko wasn’t at fault, it was most likely Senri who sneaked out.
“Come here, my love.” he lets go of the door stumbling clumsily into your arms, “Did you miss me? I sure miss you, my baby boy. It's time for your nap, isn’t it?” he was climbing onto you, stepping on Genma’s hand in the process but very diligently skipping over his newborn sister as if afraid of hurting her.
In under a minute, you could hear your restless son lifting things around the house, scrambling in fear. “Sanehiko, he’s here baby.” a tuft of white hair was now peaking from outside the window, he didn’t want his parents to notice he lost a brother but got caught regardless. He was panting, face covered in sweat, “He disappeared so quickly mother, I swear I just looked to the side for a second and he was gone.”
“I know sweetie, I know. Why don’t you come here and rest with us for a while? We all need a nap.” That was a tempting offering, he was tired that was a fact. Having to look after his little brother, while being constantly awoken at night by a crying baby was a bit too much for a nine-year-old. He nestled on your side, giving you some extra support on the arm that was holding your daughter. Quickly falling asleep like the rest of the gang, face comfortably pressed on your shoulder.
Sanemi had picked up some of your lavender for tea, hopefully that would get you to sleep better. He was about to announce his plan when he saw more than half of his family sprawled on the floor, enjoying an afternoon nap, the sun beams coming through the window were shinning on the beautiful face of his darling wife the love of his life, and his offspring.
His youngest toddler was dozing off on his head, her arms now dangling to the sides of his face. Seems like everyone had the same idea.
He put her down on her eldest brother lap, and she curled on your side immediately, holding Sanehiko’s arm like a pillow. Sanemi went on your other side, cradling you, Genma, and Senri to his chest, letting out a content sigh out and kissing your forehead softly trying not to wake you up.
His life could be chaotic and had been quite challenging over the years, but once he found his happy place, he wouldn’t trade it for anything in this universe, and that was you.
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rockingego · 4 months
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You ever spend too much time on a shitpost and then wonder why you did that
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space2wanders · 3 months
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skullywullypully · 1 year
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Giyuu: Sanemi, last night you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me.
Giyuu: Do it again!
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scrimblyscrorblo · 6 months
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What do you think the former hashira were like? Cuz there has got to be at least one round where they’re mostly women, there has to be I refuse to believe it doesn’t exist
What other branches breathing forms were lost to time?
Did there once exist a water pillar with all the violent rage of an ocean storm balanced out by a more tempered and polite wind pillar (lesbian wives anyone?)
Just imagine somehow summoning their ghosts and they 1: looks oddly similar to giyuu and Sanemi and 2: are disgustingly in love with eachother (I just think it’s be funny
We’re their other breathing forms lost to time? We’re some rediscovered? Was there once anyone who held the same name as “insect” or “most” pillar but it branches off from a completely seperate breathing form? How were they different?
May I please see more thunder hashira please I just I want please the world building I must just the possibilities man
Who were the other pillars who fought alongside Urokodaki and Jigoro and presumably have passed? WHO WERE THEY
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sarcastic-kaz · 5 months
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remembering suddenly that 5/9 hashiras have been accused of murder then giggling
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I want the record to show that I did not know that Sanemi and Genya’s younger brother was named Hiroshi. However, armed with that knowledge I can only begin to wander the wonderful world of Sanemi angst I can make with that.
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