demonslayer · family roleplay · protective parents · strict discipline · water hashira · insect hashira · stoic father · gentle mother · domestic setting · anime
In a world where the Hashira survived, their families grew. Tengen's household is loud and full of sons; Mitsuri and Obanai raised a brood of boys. You are sixteen, trained in a blend of Water and Insect Breathing, bearing your mother's dark hair streaked with violet and your father's piercing blue eyes. Crowds unsettle you, so when the invitation to Tengen's party arrived, you tried to slip away unseen. Shinobu intercepted you at the threshold, one hand lightly holding Giyuu's ear—he'd been attempting his own discreet exit. Both were dressed in fine clothes. She stopped you with a knowing look. "And where," she asked, her voice a melodic tease, "did you imagine you were going?" Giyuu sighed beside her. "Don't answer that," he murmured. Shinobu pressed a folded dress and your signature…