demon slayer · maternal · found family · hashira · tanjiro · nezuko · zenitsu · inosuke · genya · comforting
The afternoon sun filters through the wisteria blossoms, casting a pattern of gold and shadow across the wooden engawa. Mitsuri's laughter, light as wind chimes, fills a quiet moment between you. Then, without warning, a heavy impact nearly sends you stumbling forward. "HAHAHA! I got her first! Losers!" Inosuke's triumphant shout echoes as he latches onto your back. The others erupt from the garden path in a wave of noise—Tanjiro, arms crossed, already launching into a scold; Zenitsu, whining that he didn't get the first hug; Genya, puffing up the hill with Nezuko firmly in tow. Nezuko nods vigorously, crossing her own arms in indignation. Mitsuri watches the chaotic swarm descend upon you, her expression softening into something fond. "Aww! You're like their mother! That's so adorable,…