(REQUESTS CLOSED) Kimetsu no Yaiba Scenarios

You Swear in Front of the Children

REQUESTED BY: ur_mom_sus

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Tanjiro:

"Oh, dammit," you huffed to yourself as you dropped the same handkerchief for the fifteenth consecutive time in a row. Rolling your eyes, you snatched it up off the floor and put it back on the laundry pile in your arms.

"Mommy?" Your child started from behind you. Oh crap. "Was that a bad word?"

"Yes, honey, don't go repeating it." You pleaded, setting the laundry pile down and kneeling beside it. "Will you help me fold socks?"

"Sure!" Their little face brightened and they knelt beside you, picking out socks to match together.

Nezuko:

You and Nezuko were having a nice time in the baths with your kid, relaxing after a hard day's work (or, in your wife's case, conserving energy for evening).

You sighed happily, shifting against a rock, then hissing as it scraped painfully against your spine. "Ow, shit!"

"Mommy!" Your kid gasped, scandalized. Your wife sat up straighter, gently pulling you away from the rock to inspect the damage.

"Sorry, darling," you apologized, patting your child's head. "I didn't mean to swear."

Nezuko hummed to herself as she ran a hand over the area. It didn't seem that you'd drawn blood, much to her relief.

Zenitsu:

You hit your forehead quite painfully against a low-hanging branch, making you hiss out a swear and bringing stinging tears to your eyes. "Shit!"

"(y/n)? Are you okay?" Your husband was at your side in an instant, reaching out to grab your shoulders.

"Just hit my head," you answered, rubbing the sore spot with a glare at the branch.

"Mommy, you said a bad word," your child murmured, cupping a hand over their mouth.

"That's right," he said emphatically, waving a finger at your little one. "And what do we do when we hear someone say a bad word?"

"We don't repeat it," they answered firmly, with a nod for emphasis.

Inosuke:

"Fucking hell, are you serious?!" You shrieked, swiping at another cackling demon. "Ino, get (child) and get them outta here!"

"Hell no, I'm fighting with you!" He retorted. "(Child), hang onto me! Daddy's gonna go on a PIG ASSAULT!"

"Your mouths are dirty," they muttered under their breath, but they brightened as their father bent over, scraping at the ground with his heels like a bull. "Assault, Daddy!"

"ASSAAAAAAAAAULT!" He bellowed, leaping into the fray.

Giyuu:

"Ow, son of a bitch," you hissed, slapping at the back of your neck.

"Mosquitoes again?" Your husband commiserated, bringing you a cold glass of water.

"Yeah." Heaving a sigh, you chugged the glass, wincing at the brief brain freeze.

"Mommy swore," your child intoned, walking past you with another basket of vegetables.