Kyojuro:

How the Hashiras would help their s/o when they self harm;

Pairing: Hashira x reader

Content warning: HEAVY HEAVY TOPIC OF SELF HARM, reader almost committed (unintentionally), shower scene (actually so slight; has ZERO sexual involvement, and neck and chest kissing (again ZERO sexual involvement.)

Word count: 3.2k words

Readers sex: Female

Summary: how each hashira would react to their s/o self harming.

This is a request for @aftongiulien!

Babies, you are soo fucking loved, please remember that. This update has a lot of things that can be triggering if you have a past with self harm. Please read with caution, writing this wasn’t the easiest thing, so I wouldn’t imagine it’s any easier to read. Please, please, please read with caution and remember that you are all so fucking loved. If you EVER need anyone to speak to, I am more than open to speak with any one of you about anything. I may be a stranger, but every single one of you matter to me, I appreciate and love all of you <3

Masterslist-

Kyojuro:

Would clean you up

Would confidently reassure you of your worth.

You have been feeling overwhelmed recently; you boyfriend has been busy, you have been alone, and you’ve been not feeling your worth.

You don’t know what’s overcame you, you were preparing food for the two of you, when you got an urge you haven’t got in years.. you wanted to cut..

You walked into your shared room and went to your case that you kept you blade in; you never got rid of it for some odd reason…

You went into the bathroom, and slid down the door staring at the razor. You just sat there looking at it for a little; you weren’t sure if you actually wanted to go through with this.

You opened your leg and began to make 5 horizontal lines on your inner thigh, you used a small amount of force, but it still broke your skin.

You cleaned the blade, then sat it on the counter. You then sat on the toilet seat, opening your legs so you could see. You began to cry quietly as you tried to stop the bleeding.

Kyojuro had just gotten home from work, he saw the dinner on the table, but he didn’t see you. He smiled as he walked into the room, seeing the bathroom door shut. He opened the door and walked in to see you crying with your leg bleeding. He looked at the counter seeing the razor, then he looked at you.

“What’s wrong dear?” He spoke softly as he grabbed the wraps and ointment from under the counter, he crouched down infront of you. He began to softly apply the ointment, you gasped quietly. He looked up at you with sorrow in his eyes, he wrapped your leg tight (he has done this before, he knows how you like it.) before placing soft kisses on you thigh. “I’m sorry Kyojuro… I just didn’t feel good enough…” you whispered feeling tears stream down your face as you looked him into the eyes. He sighed placing his hand on your neck, placing a soft kiss on your lips feeling tears form in his eyes, “it’s okay dear… no more please…” he whispered once the two of you pulled away.

You nodded you head sniffling, “I won’t.. i promise..” you whispered. He smiled at you standing up, “let’s go in the bed dear.” You nodded, as you felt him left you, and place you in the bed gently. He then turned to go into the bathroom, he sighed as he grabbed the razor on the counter.

He threw the razor in the trash, before walking out the room to go in the kitchen. He grabbed both of your food and drinks, walking back to the room. He placed your food and drink on the table, before kissing you the head.

“You’re so worth it baby, never leave me.”

Tengen:

Would rush to save you

Would comfort you, while giving you love.

(Suicide attempt) not intentionally

Your family didn’t give a shit about you, so when Tengen came and asked if you could be his wife, they gave you away with zero hesitation. He could tell you were being mistreated, he wanted to save you.

It’s been a year since, you have worked in the corps since. You are very reserved and kind, so when the wives want tengens attention, you don’t care to stop them. Tengen gave you your own room, knowing that you would be more comfortable there.

Tengen and the wives went out earlier, so you were all alone. You have always self harmed; you have so many scars from yourself. Today was rough, so you turned to the only thing you ever knew…

The cold metal somewhat soothed you, when it went across your upper arm. You used a little more force than you wanted, so you had to hurry up and stop the apparent bleeding. You dropped the razor and rushed out of your room to the bathroom holding your arm.

When you were in the hallway, the door swung open. You immediately heard tengen’s voice boomed through the small house you owned. You rushed to get to the bathroom, but it was too late. “Love..?” Tengen spoke looking at you down the hallway.

You turned to face him, with blood running down your arm and in between your fingers. “Oh love..” was all you heard before everything went black.

Tengen rushed to you, picking you up. He ran out the door without further words, he ran to the butterfly mansion faster than he ever has. The whole time he couldn’t help but wonder, why you couldn’t talk to them… he loved you so much, it would kill him if you died…

You slowly regained consciousness on the run there, “Tengen..?” You rasped out. He looked down at you with a smile, “you’re going to be okay babe..” he spoke as he ran faster.

When you got to the butterfly mansion, shinobu fixed you up, with a sad look on her face. Tengen sat beside you holding onto your hand rubbing circles in your hand, he would feel himself get sadder at each wince and hiss that came from you.

When shinobu was done he slid a bed that was beside you to push the two of your beds together, he grabbed a blanket that was left in the room, and laid beside you placing the blanket on the two of you.

“You scared the shit out of me love..” he whispered looking over at you. “I’m so sorry Tengen.. that’s the last thing I wanted…” you spoke as you turned your back to him; feeling ashamed in your actions.

“It’s fine babe, just don’t do it again please..” he whispered as he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you closer.

“You mean the world to me, you’re not allowed to die.”

Shinobu:

Would slightly lecture you

Would feel ashamed for not realizing.

You haven’t always had a self harm issue, honestly it didn’t cross your mind until you accidentally cut yourself trying to repair injured members of the demon slayer corp. that one cut was the beginning of hell…

Shinobu has yet to find out about your issue, but you’re good at hiding it. You only do it when you feel pain, but it’s becoming more frequent. Shinobu was treating a patient, so you decided to use your bathroom for the first time.

After placing a few lines on your upper arms, you sat the razor down content. You began to try to clean yourself up, but shinobu already opened the door and saw what happened.

She stood there with wide eyes before gently grabbing your wrist, she pulled you all the way to medical room. She sat you on a bed as she began to examine and clean your new cuts, she felt her heart shatter noticing all the previous cuts. She was ashamed.. how could she be so oblivious…

She has yet to confess her feelings for you, so this all took you by surprise. “You shouldn’t be doing this to yourself..” she spoke calmly, as she began to wrap your left arm. “I know… I don’t know why I can’t stop..” you whispered looking down.

When she was done wrapping your right arm she lifted your head so your eyes met, “please stop doing this to yourself… if not for yourself… f-for me..” she stuttered slightly, feeling vulnerable. You felt tears stream down your face as you nodded your head, she leaned down and connected your lips for the first time; fireworks is an understatement.

“As long as your mine, you won’t do this to yourself, I refuse to allow it.”

Gyomei:

Would cry and pray for you

Would carry you to shinobu and stay by your side the whole time.

Would kiss your scars

Gyomei has always been hesitant to let people in, but you changed that. You loved the man since you felt his presence. You have a heightened sense for auras, his was so kind, you felt drawn to him immediately.

Though gyomei can’t see, he is fully able to tell when something is wrong, especially when it comes to your cutting. He has helped you before, each time he cries, prays, and kisses your scars. You hurting yourself, hurts him.

You were going through another episode, you’ve been working so hard recently, that you began to beat yourself up when things didn’t pan out how you expected. You had already cut, you were cleaning your scars, while crying as quietly as possible, trying not to alert the sleeping man.

“Another episode love?” He asked as he wondered into the bathroom with you, you sighed sniffling, “yes..” he walked right to you and began to finish the job for you. He began to wrap your arm, gently. “What happened love? What’s going on in that pretty head of yours.” He spoke as he continued wrapping.

“I just get so upset with my mistakes.. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it…” you whispered looking down feeling more tears stream down your face. He kisses your wrapped scars before coming up to kiss you, “you are going to make mistakes beautiful, it’s only human nature. Don’t harm yourself over something that can be fixed, we will fix it together tomorrow, okay?” He spoke before gently placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“Okay Mei.. can we go back to bed..” you whispered wrapping your arm around his neck. He chucked before lifting you up to take you to the bed, he laid you gently in the bed before he came behind you. He stroked your scars as he held you until you fell asleep.

“Please Buddha.. protect her.” (Not sure if that’s how the prayers work, I’m trying😭)

Mitsuri:

Would cry and cuddle you

Would take extra precaution with wrapping your arm.

Mitsuri has always been known to a caring and loving girl, when she met you that only amplified. When she laid eyes on you she knew you were the one she wanted to be with for the rest of her life, and honestly you felt the same.

She doesn’t know about your history with self harm, growing up with Urokodaki, you were an orphan. You watched your family get picked off slowly by other clans, they all died trying to protect you. You get flashbacks and sometimes you feel like you shouldn’t have been the one that survived.

You were in the bathroom with tears streaming down your face as you went on to you 6th line on your skin, you were so caught up in the act that you didn’t even notice Mitsuri walk in.

What she saw made her heart drop; she has never felt so broken. “Baby! Please stop! Put it down!” She sobbed as she ran over to you, you gasped dropping the blade at the sudden noise. You looked up at her with wide eyes as she picked up the blade and ran away with it, when she came back she had bandage wraps and ointment to help your cute heal.

She sobbed as she was sure to be extra careful when she was cleaning and wrapping your arm, “you’re so delicate love… your arms.. your skin is too beautiful to be damaged like this…” she spoke as she placed her hand on your cheek feeling tears stream down her face.

You felt tears come down your own face as you leaned down to kiss the woman, she helped you strip of your clothes, then strip of her own. She turned the shower on to warm water, as she pulled your wrap back off, so it didn’t get wet.

She pulled you in the shower and just held you for a while, seeing that was extremely scary for her.. she just needed to feel you alive.. You placed soft kisses on her upper chest and neck trying to soothe the girl, “I’m so sorry you had to see that baby… I won’t do it ever again..” you spoke in between kisses.

“Please don’t ever.. I can’t live without you… who’s gonna buy my mochi.” She pouted as she began to wash both of your bodies.

Giyuu:

Would silently wrap your arm with a stoic face

Would just hug you

Later on would reassure you that he can’t live without you and that you’re the world to him.

Giyuu is known to be reserved, but with you he’s completely different… he is talkative, he is caring, he can even be very affectionate at times. He’s the love of your life, you wouldn’t have it any other way.. you still struggle though.. you still have you personal demons.

When you were little your parents were killed, and the demon that killed them made fun of you. He told you, you would never amount to anything and that you were worthless, it’s stuck with you ever since…

You haven’t cut in so long, but after the mission where Kyojuro died, you had flashbacks. The demon that killed Kyojuro was the demon that killed your parents, he saw you and he remembered all the torment, before he left he was sure to remind you of his words.

Once you got home, you ran to the bathroom of your home and pulled out your blade. You lived alone, so you didn’t have to worry about getting caught. You made a few cuts, feeling relief. You sighed and began to clean your arm, you were too busy cleaning up the blood that you didn’t even notice Giyuu.

He turned you around and sat you down on the toilet, he silently placed the ointment on your wrist before he began to wrap it. He had a stoic face the whole time, you couldn’t tell if he was upset or angry with you.

“I’m sorry..” you whispered when he was done. He simply pulled you up and wrapped his arms around your waist, he said nothing, he just hugged you before stepping out of the room for a moment.

You sighed, feeling tears steam down your face, as you walked to your bed. You crawled under the covers, sobbing silently under the covers. Giyuu came back into the room, and slid under the covers. “I’m sorry I just walked out.. You mean the world to me… I can’t live without you… please never do this to yourself again..” he spoke as he brought your wrist to his mouth so he could place soft kisses on your wrist.

“I love you so much babe”

Sanemi:

Would get slightly angry

Would mutter to himself while cleaning your wounds

Would later give you a lot of affection

Sanemi is known to have a temper, you know you can come to him with everything, but you never knew how he’d react to cutting. You rarely do it, but when you do it can get bad. You’ve tried to not make it a hobby, but when things get rough, there’s not a second thought that goes through your head.

Sanemi was outside training some poor trainees, while you were in the bathroom that the two of you shared. Today was really rough, so you cut all over… you cut both arms and both legs, crying the whole time. It wasn’t enough to make you bleed profusely, but it left a mark..

“Baby..?” Sanemi spoke as he turned the corner. You gasped and tried to cover yourself as you threw away the razor, “why are you bleeding?” He spoke as he pushed you down on the toilet to examine you.

You couldn’t bring yourself to speak, but you didn’t have to, he wasn’t dumb. He huffed before grabbing the correct tools to take care of you, he brought out something to stitch you up with, some of your scars were deep.

After a lot of angry muttering and a lot of precaution, he was done. He got it up and left the room abruptly when he was finished, you stood up to began cleaning up the mess you left behind when he comes back around the corner, “get out here.” He spoke as he went into the bathroom to take your place cleaning the ground.

You walked out to the living room and wrapped a blanket around you, when Sanemi came back he placed you in his lap. “I’m sorry I got so angry.. I can’t stand to see you do this to yourself.. please no more…” he pleaded looking down at you in his chest.

You nodded snuggling your head into his neck,

“I promise.”

Obanai:

Would wrap you arm emotionless

Would comfort you when he was finished; feeling deep sorrow.

Obanai is not new at wrapping up scars; he has his own scar that he hides from everyone daily. When he got with you, you were a very depressed individual. You never knew your worth, because society hated you… you were seen as a monster in your village, you were discriminated against so much..

He has always stayed near you because of this, but one day you had to go back alone.. you were going through your old village to get home; trying to keep a low profile. You almost made it through without any issues, until an middle aged man recognized you from when he was a kid.

“Hey.. it’s that freak! Everyone look who came back to town! Your special hashira found out you were nothing special?” The man spat out as a small crowd began to form around you.

You felt everything at once, so you pushed past the crowd and began running, you ran till you made it all the way home.

When you arrived home you looked at the blade of your knife as you sat on the porch.. you slowly brought the blade across your skin, hissing at the feeling. You went to go again, when an arm reached out and stopped you. He pulled the knife away, and picked you up.

He brought you into the house, and sat you on the kitchen counter. He began to apply ointment being sure to be extra careful, he has yet to say anything, or even have any emotions.

When he was finished wrapping your hand, he walked away from you and began to clean your knife that now had your blood on it. You jumped down and hugged him from behind, “thank you bani..” you whispered.

“Don’t do it again please.. I heard about what happened at the village.. nothing they said was true, and it never will be.” He spoke quietly.

He unwrapped his own wrap around his mouth to place a kiss on your lips,

“You’re so precious to me dear.. never do that again..”