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WHAT A FUCKING TREAT PLS THIS WAS AMAAZING I LOVE YOUUU<333

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a/n: look i love writing but bae i wrote this for you @kingkyoujurou !! you’ve been having a bad day and i wanted to make u feel better HAHAHA HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY MY BESTIE !! this isn’t for u EXTRAS BUT U CAN READ IT IF U WANT 😒 (just kidding) also i’m sorry if this is rushed i tried so HARD to get this done asap because i wanted to make h smile and i tried to make it romantic but i’m ass 😭 + female reader

MINORS DNI. DARK CONTENT (LOWKEY) AHEAD.

“You shouldn’t have played that game, (y/n).” Gyomei stood behind you, his large hands taking a hold of your waist.

You wore your 16ARLINGTON Esteli Corset Satin Gown for the evening, the dressing hugging your body in just the right places for your lover to see. And of course every other man at the dinner party. Everyone’s eyes were on you tonight. You looked exquisite. You looked ethereal. You also were on the job. Being a part of the mafia meant that you had to sometimes sacrifice your dignity to get what you wanted. Of course, you were the Don’s bride, and his overprotectiveness was what led others not to know of your position. So you just did your job. You played it cool, went around the enemy and got what you wanted. Sometimes information verbally you would listen to, record as it’s being said, then pass off the message to one of Gyomei’s familia.

So tonight, you did your job. Your husband was, of course, reluctant to send you off, but you insisted. ‘Someone has to go undercover,’ you hummed, and kissed the male on the lips before making your way into the party. You came on the arm of Shinazugawa Sanemi, an assassin for the Mono no Aware, the group that Gyomei led. You made your way to a random table, sweet talking the guests and assimilating yourself into the group. Sanemi eventually left your arm, leaving the room to explore the mansion for any secrets of their mission. And so, you made yourself cozy. You did casual, feminine, elite flirting. You’d lean your head back and laugh, exposing your neck and clavicles for all the men at the table to gawk at. Other times you’d lean on a male, pretending to be a bit tipsy, and run your hand up one of the enemy’s thighs. And once you finally made a good impression, you’d innocently bat your eyes and ask a simple question:

“Am I going to get hurt tonight?”

No man could resist that. The male urge to protect would overcome them as they’d lean towards you and reassure you. Men were pigs. Drunk pigs. They’d forget their senses after one too many drinks and expose everything to an innocent bystander. Or so they thought. You did this for every table you made your way to. You’d play your act, and get whatever you wanted. Some men were easier than others, and you could feel the hands of the idiots on your bum when they were “being sneaky”. A pretty smile would come across your features after each man, and little did you know, your husband watched from behind the scenes. His eyebrow twitched watching you flirt. Yes, this was your job, but as your husband? He wanted to begin the massacre right then and there. Leaning over the table, you felt a warm hand grab onto your bum. Senses flaring, you jolted back, letting out a quiet yelp. Twisting your head in the assailant’s direction, it was none other than him.

The Don.

A pretty smile came across your features and you tilted your head playfully. Oh, so this was who you were assigned to find…amusing. How amusing! Who would’ve thought he was going to just walk right up to you! You wrapped your arms around the male’s neck, feeling his nose graze across the smooth skin of your neck. Little kisses were peppered along the skin, and you felt the Don lift you onto the table. A fake squeal left your lips, pretending to relish in the feeling of his rough hands against your arms. Disgusting. He felt disgusting. You wanted your husband’s touch right away. No one could ever make you feel as good as your husband. Your cheeks felt warm after thinking about him. Maybe you should treat him tonight.

“Mmm…I’ve heard that you’ve been treating everyone tonight. What about me? Tell me, troia.” You felt bile grow in the back of your throat.

A slut? Did this man just call you a slut? Furrowing your eyebrows for a split second, you felt it dissipate quickly. Right, (y/n). Play your act. Leaning your head in towards the stranger, you bumped your noses together gently. The male smirked from your actions, knowing what they were insinuating. You just had to lead him to the back where Sanemi was. Right. And then the brawl would begin. Right. So why was this man now carrying you to the head table? You couldn’t know for Hell’s sake. There, at the head of the table, the male sat you on his lap. You lay across the male’s thighs comfortably, placing a small smile on your lips. Come on, be pretty (y/n).

“Boys, I think we’ve found the precious Materno of our troupe. Tell us your name, beautiful.” Everyone’s eyes were on you now. You only sat in silence, wondering why this man was pulling such an idea on you.

“My name is King. My name is Kin-g.” The phrase rolled off your tongue naturally.

It was a beautiful pseudonym. King meant to be the leader of everyone, the one who can kiss the heavens. The Kin- in king also meant gold. You were a golden king. Gyomei gave you that nickname with a beautiful smile on his face. You will never forget that day. It was the day of your first mission, and the male made it to be ten times more memorable than it needed to be. Of course, you both assassinated the corrupt Shogun together, but nonetheless, you also had your first kiss then. Blinking rapidly, you snapped out of your daze. The Don held a glass in front of you expectantly, almost waiting for you to take it. Taking a stand, you took the glass of champagne with ease.

“To our Materno, the eternal moonlight for the Orbitano troupe!” Everyone cheered, and at that moment you decided to take your chance.

Spinning to face the leader of the Orbitano, your eyes widened as the male pulled you in for a kiss. Lips crashed against one another, and you played along. Only for a little bit. Only you’d play this game for a little bit. Because otherwise, otherwise, this was the worst moment of your life. The male pulled away with a pleased smile, feeling himself bloom with bliss knowing he had you all to himself. You kept your eyes downcast, remembering everything that your husband had taught you. This was awful, this male had the audacity to just kiss you as if it was nothing? You felt your eyebrow twitch, and you grabbed the wine glass placed on the table behind you. Taking the neck of the bottle into your hand, you broke it across the Don’s head. He hit the chair with a thud, and everyone immediately grabbed their guns out in an instant.

Before you could even blink, a slender pair of arms grabbed you into their hold. You realized what you had done, cheeks warm with annoyance and excitement. Looking at your savior, you saw it was none other than Iguro Obanai, the other assassin of the group. A smile came across your features and you noticed that he had one as well from the way his mask curled up slightly. Looking back at the commotion below you two, you saw Tomioka Giyuu, Kanroji Mitsuri, Shinazugawa Sanemi, and Rengoku Kyojuro on the field. They were fighting against the hundred plus people there. Your companions had their swords out, wielding the weapons with ease and cutting through the numerous bullets and attacks coming their way. Obanai dropped you off into a room, where you stared at him with bug eyes.

“Sorry (y/n)-sama. Gyomei-sama said he needs to talk with you.” You knew what those words meant.

The door shut with a soft click, and you knew that the door was now locked. Looking over your shoulder, you didn’t see anyone there. The room was beautiful. It was high up in the city, and you could see people walking like tiny ants hundreds of feet below. If you looked tangential to yourself, there were other people within their apartments. The city life was beautiful at night. The moon shone beautifully and added onto the pretty city lights. You failed to notice your husband’s steps behind you, but as soon as you did—it was too late. His large hands gripped at your waist, pulling you back into his warm chest. You leaned your head back against the familiar warmth and scent, but noticed that his grip wasn’t that friendly as you wished it to be.

“You shouldn’t have played that game, (y/n).” His tone was dangerously low, and you could tell that it meant more than silly affections.

“E-eh?! What game, Gyomei-kun? I was just doing my job, as I promised.” You answered, feeling the male’s hands only trail lower, gripping your hips.

“Don’t play dumb. You know what you did,” his lips moved to your ear, “and you know I hate it when my precious wife acts dumb to me.”

You swallowed hard. He was being serious now. No, you weren’t afraid. Not even one bit. Because whenever Gyomei acted like this, something great always ensued. Turning in the male’s arms, you wrapped your arms around his neck. You could faintly hear the commotion going on outside, but that didn’t stop you from doing your next actions. Leaning up on your toes, you pressed a soft kiss against your husband’s lips. He didn’t move, not even smile. Gyomei stayed as stiff as a board from your kiss. You felt your embarrassment grow slightly. But you knew how to win. It’s how you always won for the both of you. Grabbing your lover’s face within your hands, you tilted his head to meet eyes with you. Smiling prettily up at your spouse, he only stared at you with an agitated look. Your precious Gyomei was still upset.

“Gyomei-kun…Gyomei-kun.” You called him softly, and you knew that his gaze was on you now. “Won’t you be a good husband and stop being mad at me?”

“I don’t fall for your tricks like those men you were sharing yourself with.” His voice was icy, but you could hear the way it was slightly restrained.

“Oh, what a pity…how can I make it up to you…ah! How about this,” you moved your lips to the male’s ear, “how about I let you use me however you want?” You bit gently onto his earlobe gently.

That took the cake for your husband. An almost animalistic growl left his throat as he crashed his lips against yours. Erase. He’ll erase that bastard’s lips off of yours. He’ll make sure that you know nothing but him. You whined into the kiss. It was life consuming. It was heavenly. You were lifted off the ground from the force of it. You felt Gyomei’s tongue prod in between your lips, making sure to devour every inch of your mouth. He was good at this. Good at making you feel like nothing but a tool. He pulled away after a minute or so, staring at your already disheveled form with a pleased look on his face.

“You see, my bella ragazzo, there’s no one in this world who could ever make you look like this. So stupid, so dumb, yet so beautful at the same time. But I think you seem to forget that, don’t you think so?” His voice was laced with mockery, but all you could do was nod.

If it meant being fucked stupid, then yeah, you were the most forgetful person in the universe.

His arms took a hold of you wrapping your legs around his waist as he leaned you against the window. Of course, in order to have your legs around his waist completely, the male had to rip your dress. Your designer dress. But did you care? Not even in the slightest. Your husband’s lips moved to your neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin there. It smelled like men. Other men. He couldn’t stand it. Gyomei bared his teeth at the spot where it truly smelt like another man. With a quick move, he bit down into your neck. You let out a choked sound, toes curling as his teeth eventually unlatched from your neck. Kissing the bruising site, you felt your mind become fuzzy from the treatment you were receiving. Has it been that long? You almost seemed to forget how well this man knew your body.

“Strip.” Was his command to you, and so you followed.

You unzipped your dress with ease, wearing nothing but lace black panties underneath. You were met with your husband’s eyebrow being raised. Heat grew on your face as you stuttered trying to explain yourself. Of course you weren’t wearing a bra because the dress was strapless. But you also could have worn a strapless bra—you only seemed to make things a little worse. There was no time to explain, your husband began to do his work. His lips moved around your neck and collarbones, littering the skin in different bite marks and bruises. His hands were another story, though. His rough, cold hands took a hold of your breasts, squeezing them comfortably. His thumb flicked over your raised nipple. It elicited a moan from your lips. Again. Another moan. The male knew what he was doing to you. The other breast was receiving a massage. His hands worked in circular motion, pinching and twisting your nipple with great vigor. That alone made you shiver, and eventually come.

You saw stars for a split moment, and your body jolted with ecstasy. Gyomei’s ministrations stopped, and he just stared at your quivering form. That’s right. He’s the only one who could do this to you. His hand reached down to your panties, where his fingers felt them to be soaking wet. Pressing a fond kiss to the top of your forehead, you lurched forward at the feelings of his digits entering into your slicked entrance. They stretched you perfectly, and you welcomed him in with a slight clench to his fingers. Gyomei tsked at your behavior, grabbing a hold of your chin between your fingers, before tilting your head up to make eye contact with him.

“You’ve already come once, and here you are, holding on to my fingers already? You really are a dirty girl, (y/n).” Your husband teased, watching you babble in an attempt to create an excuse for yourself, yet by the way he thrusted his fingers in and out of you—you couldn’t put out much.

“G—Gyomei-kun…G-gyomei-kun feels t-...the best…!” You panted out, watching the male unzip his slacks.

The male was large. Of course he’d be. With his large size and physical build, there was no way in hell that your lover wouldn’t be big down there. You noticed that he released your chin, letting your head loll to the side as he stroked his length with ease. It was already erect, and ready to be put inside of you. Did he want to tease you more? You still were coming down from your high. It’s not like he cared at the moment. Yes, he loved you. And he cared for you. But seeing you play around with those men sent him into overdrive. Not to mention it has been a while since he’s even touched you…his cock ached with need. Right. He needs you. Pressing his girth to your entrance, you let out a pleased whine.

“Let’s show the neighbors what you really are.” The male hummed, placing you on the ground to turn you around.

Your naked form met eyes with the city you just had been admiring. Everyone’s eyes were on you. More like it felt like that. You felt a heat coil at the bottom of your stomach. In one swift movement, Gyomei slipped his entire length into you. Whining at the feeling, you were pressed against the glass window. It was cold, and you could feel your nipples become erect once again. It’s not like you had time to settle in his cock. As soon as you were finally becoming okay with the stretch, the male pulled out and thrusted himself back in. A choked sound left your lips at the force of his strength. It felt…perfect. You missed it. The rough love your husband gave was beyond words. Of course, you both had romantic sex that was filled with affection, but this was on another level. There was something about Himejima Gyomei using his raw strength against you that made you so aroused. Maybe it was the fact that he actually could snap you in half from the force of his thrust. Who knows.

“Ahn—!” You moaned, skin slapping the glass with each thrust.

You opened your eyes to see the eyes of everyone on you. Even the eyes of heaven stared at you being fucked into bliss. The eyes were judging, they were intrigued, they wanted to be you or be him. But you didn’t care. The entire city could watch you yet nothing could ever want you to change this moment. Gyomei didn’t feel his climax come until you began to go through your second orgasm of the night. Your walls constricted against him, and it felt as if it was his time to climax as well. With one final deep thrust into your womb, you felt the male come inside of you. A warmth blossomed in your stomach with the feeling of sleep and fatigue over taking you.

Opening your eyes, you saw that you were in your home, tucked into a warm blanket. Looking around you, you saw your husband alongside his eight trusted workers. They all looked at you with glowing eyes, and you blinked in utter confusion. Mitsuri ran through the crowd, hugging your first as Gyomei chuckled at the sight. Everyone made their way to hug you, Mucihiro’s small hand touching your exposed stomach carefully.

“Mu-chan, why’re you—Shinobu, don’t tell me…?” You came to your realization fairly quickly.

“Yes! Oh, you’re so intelligent you immediately found out! The Don and you are having your first child!” The young woman squealed, and everyone cheered.

You looked at your husband, who only smiled apologetically. Tilting your head up, you kissed him as a means of reassurance. Gyomei smiled into the kiss, knowing his life had just begun.

#gyomeisocialheartsclub #<333333 #mutuals #hanakages

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kinggyomei · 2 years

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happy valentine’s day from ur favorite gyomei enthusiast 🥝🍀💚

#demon slayer #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #gyomeisocialheartsclub #gyomei #gyomei himejima #anime valentines card #valentines card

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kinggyomei · 2 years

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a true king ˉ̞̭(′͈∨‵͈♡)˄̻ ̊

#from my isekai story #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #gyomeisocialheartsclub #gyomei himejima #himejima gyomei #gyomei #demon slayer fan art #kny fan art #gyomei fanart #stone hashira #stone pillar

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kinggyomei · 2 years

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#I CRY #THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL WTF

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heyy! how about some headcanons or a scenario for gyomei falling in love with the reader who's a nurse at the butterfly estate? like, she's super kind and she loves helping others, especially him, she's always the first one to help him with bandages and it's always making him his favorite foods... and since he's blind, when he confesses to her, he ask her to touch her face to feel her features...

however, it's ok if you don't want or don't feel comfortable writing this haha i luv ur blog! ❤

Gyomei with a F!Nurse at the Butterfly Estate

Warning(s): None

Author's Note(s): This is such a cute request, Jnnibot. Also I've noticed that you along with many others like and reblog my posts very often so thank you for that. Enjoy these headcanons.

Gyomei is aware that his Hashira status is intimidating and the fact that he towers over most people doubles it. It’s no surprise that most of the Butterfly girls, aside from Shinobu since she’s a Hashira, think twice before treating him.

Gyomei may not be able to see but the rest of his senses are sharper, particularly his hearing. It isn’t hard for him to notice you, Shinobu’s second-in-command at the estate, being the first and only servant to tend to him each time he comes to the Butterfly estate unless Shinobu is there to oversee his treatments. Gyomei learned to recognize your voice.

Your first few interactions are mostly quiet aside from you advising him on the steps he must take to heal from his injury. Gyomei initially thought you were afraid of him just like any other person, but it’s really because you get so focused on your work, you forget that the silence can be quite awkward.

The first time Gyomei struck up a conversation, you both just kept talking and talking even after you finished treating him. Gyomei began to ask for you to treat him if you were available which you didn’t mind at all since you enjoyed his company. You also made his favorite food each time he visited. Gyomei greatly appreciated all that you do for him.

Eventually, Gyomei realizes he had gained a crush on you. He initially tried to suppress it, but it only grew unbearable, and he knew he had to confess. He specifically waited for when he was given time to rest to pay you a visit. You were both delighted to learn that you felt the same way about each other and that’s when Gyomei asks the question he wanted to ask ever since you became close. “May I feel your face?”

You accepted and he gently drew his hands all over your face (his hand is bigger than your face), creating a mental image in his mind that he references whenever he thinks of you from then on.

#too cute omg!!#gyomeisocialheartsclub

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Gyomei x fem!reader

So we are finally here, sweetheart @themisslili @misslili265 this is my very gift to you. I really hope to have nailed this as well, please enjoy this lovely Gyomei that is head over heels for you <3.

Gyomei x fem!reader (Reacting to a love confession of his darling hugging him from behind)

Warnings: Angst, mentions of blood and some smut. (Super long, sorry for this)

Bonus: @themisslili please listen to this song during the smut part <3: Telepatia by Kali Uchis.

It was a rainy dark night when you had an encounter with a demon for the first time. You were running home late due to the sudden weather change and being overwhelmed with all the unattended chores you did not realize that something was stalking you from the shadows. A stinging pain in your arm brought you to understand the dangerous situation you were in, being completely paralized by fear you still managed to deliver a desperate cry for help.

Your ribcage was throbbing in pain, possibly caused by your deep crying or perhaps a blow given by your attacker. Your desperation increased as you could not glimpse anything nor anybody near you, it must have been the darkest night of your life. Thick tears blurred the little vision you had left as you felt your death coming near, without even being able to say goodbye to your family, they will probably never know what happened to you.

Just as you felt all your strength being drained from your body, pain invaded your left side stand as you reached the floor. There was very little that you could gaze at, but you could definitely tell that the demon was being kept at bay by a shiny Katana. Right after that, a strong flash dazzled you, forcing you to cover your eyes. You felt a very rough embrace, more like a pull, awkwardly trying to get you on your feet, but your legs were miserably failing you and you were numbed by the wound in your arm which was profusely bleeding by now.

“Hey, hey, can you walk? Can you hear me?” yelled a young man with a scar in his face running from his nose all the way to his right ear. Although he had a very scary expression, you felt that you were safe with him, because it seemed he had been your savior. You tried to mutter a response, but instead you lost the very last conscience you had left.

You woke up the next day at home, with bandages in your arm and your mom dead worried about you. You still did not have any idea of what happened last night, you were even more confused when your dad explained to you that a very angry looking young man brought you home, completely soaked and passed out. You learned from your sister that you have been saved by a demon Slayer called Genya Shinazugawa, never really questioning how him, a stranger to your family, knew where you lived. Aside from that, does demon slayer mean literally someone that slays demons? Was your last night attacker a demon?

You had so many questions and so much to thank your savior, that you decided to deliver him a token of your appreciation. It took you some time to locate him, it was almost impossible to gather information regarding this organization but you finally made it. Apparently he was frequently seen in an abandoned temple very near your home.

You timidly arrived at the place, observing all your surroundings. It was a really peaceful place, it was surrounded by a very tall bamboo forest that created a soft relaxing melody when the wind swung the top section of it. A small flowing river could be found right in the middle of the stone path that guided you to the only person that seemed to be around that place.

He was a very tall, muscular man with black short hair. Since Genya was nowhere to be seen, you decided to leave unannounced in order to avoid interrupting the man that seemed to be going through deep meditation. As your heels changed direction, he softly spoke to you: “Is there something I can assist you with, dear?” He took you by surprise and feeling a little bit embarrassed, you timidly walked to confess the reason for your visit. “Oh, I see. So you are here to see Genya. I am really proud of my Tsugoku. Namu amida butsu!” said the man who introduced himself as Gyomei Himejima as he burst into tears.

You panicked immediately, have you said anything that offended him? You tried to apologize but he interrupted you with a smile: “There is nothing you need to apologize for my dear. Though I feel bad that you were unable to reach Genya, you see, he was sent on a mission that will keep him away for at least a couple of weeks.” Feeling disappointed you answered him: “Well, I guess it can’t be helped. Himejima-san, could you deliver him this when he comes back? I’m really in debt with him”. Gyomei smiled and taking the package from your hands he told you: “Rest assure, dear, I will deliver this to him. Please forgive me, but I’m still feeling bad for making you travel all the way here and not finding what you came looking for. Would you fancy a cup of tea?” he asked sweetly as he stood up from his meditating position.

You had the tastier and warmest tea of all your life, could it be a special blend or was it the company? Gyomei did not seem to be a very talkative type of guy but you definitely inspired him to talk for hours. He answered all the questions you had for Genya and burst into tears when you told him about the night you were attacked. Without noticing it, a beautiful night sky had covered the entire town already.

You excused yourself in order to return home and Gyomei immediately stood up, telling you: “Let me walk you home, dear. I could not stand the idea of you returning alone by night again.” You nodded and when you were finally at home and about to wave him goodbye, he confessed to you: “Dear, I really enjoyed your company this evening…Could I invite you over some other day? Only if you want to, of course” he gave you a very wide and sweet smile. You replied with a very timid “yes”.

Gyomei could barely wait for you to visit him again and for his fortune, you appeared the very next day to brighten up his entire week. For that occasion, with a lot of care, he prepared dinner for you two and very tasty sweets to enjoy with tea. On your next visit, he prepared a place when you could both lay over soft and tender grass. He wanted you to stare at the sunset sky while telling you a story about the bamboo forest that surrounded you both: ”Dear, have you ever heard the story of the forest maiden?”

“I think I have not, Himejima-san” you answered while covertly sliding closer to him. “Let’s see, it is said that this forest is guarded by a strong and kind maiden whose beauty is only rivaled by the moon and the stars. Although she is very cautious about not letting anyone spot her.” He concluded as he rolled over his side to face you directly, feeling his heart race incredibly fast and keeping your body facing up to the sky you answered him: “Oh, I wonder what a maiden like her might look like?”.

Gyomei was holding back the urge to caress your face, he wanted to memorize all the traits of his beautiful maiden. He already knew pretty well your scent and the sound you made when you walked so he was only missing a mental image of your face. He was unsure of how he should ask you for permission to caress your skin, but to his surprise your hand gently reached his fingers, but you remained silent. So he decided to answer you: “Well my dear, I think I have a very good idea of how her skin might feel like” Gyomei clearly sensed how your body tensed up and how fast your heart was beating. You did not speak a word but responded by entwining your fingers with his.

The Rock Pillar felt an electric discharge all over his body at your touch, was this how being in love felt like? He wanted to pull you closer to him, he needed to feel you, cover you with his body, protect you with his embrace and let you know how he felt for you with a very deep kiss.

Will you feel flustered if he kissed you now? He was aware that you have not known him for long, but he felt that from that day on he would rather die than having to live without you. You were that rare and extremely beautiful maiden which he was lucky enough to find, who stole his heart and he was in no way planning on letting you go.

Very nervously and out of nowhere you quickly stood up telling him: “Gyo… Himejima-san, I think I will take my leave now, I don’t want to make my parents worry”. Gyomei answered you in a concerned voice: “Of course my dear, let me walk you home”. You tried to convince him to let you walk by yourself, but as expected, under no circumstance he will allow you to leave alone.

The Pillar started to worry if he probably did or said something that made you feel uncomfortable, did he mess up for real? Namu amida butsu, he burst into tears while praying that he had not accidentally hurt your feelings or insulted you. And as you waved him goodbye and entered your house, you felt your heart returning to its normal pace with the widest and warmest smile that was ever drawn in your face.

The next day, Gyomei’s worst fears came true. You did not come to see him, nor the following day, nor the next and so an entire week went by without you. Little did he knew that the very next day of your last date, your father made a comment regarding how the Slayers should not be distracted from his duties under any circumstance and should prioritize its work above all. It was not ill intended, but you felt terribly guilty about this. What if a girl, just like you, had encountered a demon with no one to save her in all these days because of you monopolizing Himejima-san’s evenings?

By that point you were unaware, but Gyomei had fallen in love with you way before the both of you met at the bamboo forest. He remembers the first time he “saw” you, he had just returned from a dead end mission, it went terribly badly, a lot of his comrades lost their lives and he was completely destroyed by this.

And there you appeared, merrily singing and hopping your way to the well he was holding to. When you saw him, you immediately offered him water and help to sit down, he did look way different from that day so you will naturally not be able to recognize him from back then.

Your hands tenderly wrapped improvised bandages on his most visible wounds and assuring you that he was better now you left, leaving a mark imprinted deep in his heart. It was no coincidence that Genya knew who you were and where you lived nor that his training site was close to your home.

He had treasured you for some time now, but he had never had the courage to get closer to you, fearing rejection. He was probably right, he did not wanted you to think that he was a stalker and that is why he respected you and your space above everything else. And then he had you, as you innocently paid him a visit for the first time, being able to hear your voice for the first time in only God knows how long, getting the chance to talk to you and have the honor to treat you with all the love and respect that you deserved.

But now you were gone, but he was not planning to give up on you. Especially not after experiencing what your touch did to his body. He kind of improvised a plan, he will go to look for you at your home and will formally speak to your father to let him know about his intentions of officially courting you because he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. If the idea of you not corresponding him glided to his mind, he brushed it off immediately by remembering the special moment you shared while laid down in the grass.

He was pretty much ready to leave in your house direction when he stopped right on his tracks when he listened to your voice calling from behind: “Himejima-san… I am really sorry” you were panting “I am sorry I have not been able to come to visit you lately, I know that at least I should have told you the reason behind it…” Gyomei's body just froze, you totally took him by surprise. How lucky was he for being able to hear your voice when he was yearning for it so much? But his heart skipped a beat when he felt you embracing him from behind, your arms wrapped around his waist and your forehead resting directly in his back.

“I love you, Gyomei-san” the moment he heard you, he burst out in tears, turning to face you and bending in one knee, he sensed with utter concern that tears were starting to form in your eyes. He gently cupped your cheek with his hand and you immediately started to confess while sobbing: “Oh Gyomei, I am really sorry. I wanted to see you every single day since you told me the story about the forest maiden, but then I felt guilty of how much I was keeping you away from your slayer duties. And I only felt worse when I realized how selfish I was for wanting to spend that much time with you. You have no idea how ashamed I felt.”

Gyomei’s heart melted in that very moment and felt sad at the same time. How could you be so pure and kind? And how could he have let you suffer all that by yourself? He immediately stood up and pulled you the closest to him as possible while telling you: “My love, you have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.” He leaned over to get closer to your face “Y/N, do not ever carry so much on yourself again. Please grant me the honor of being that man that will protect you from everything and anything. To see you crying is the worst pain that can be inflicted to me, my sweet, sweet Y/N…” he placed a lock of your hair away from your face and as you stared into his eyes you kissed him barely standing on your tiptoes.

You threw your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. His contact was timid at the beginning but as it progressed, your tongue started to look for his. Without much of an effort you managed to push him back down all the way to the ground, leaving your entire body resting over his chest and abdomen, your hands travelled down to get a grip of his hips, he twitched at your touch.

He then hesitantly, softly bundled you hair at the back of your head and before proceeding to sliding his other hand to your waist he stopped to ask: “My love, my body desperately yearns the touch of your skin, but I want to be sure that you will allow me through the sanctity of your body.” He awaited your response tenderly stroking your cheek with his thumb. “I do, Gyomei-san. I do want to feel you.” Your face showed an intense blush as he proceeded to kiss you again, but with more intensity.

He could not even recognize himself, he was about to lose all his sanity as he was savoring the sweetness of your breath. His right hand gracefully glided down your back in order to gently turn you over for you to be under him. Kindly and slowly, his fingers started to outline your face into his mind. At last, he could finally memorize to heart his magnificent maiden’s appearance and he was absolutely awestruck to find out that his dreams did not do justice to your beauty.

Opening your lower lip with his thumb he told you: “Now I think I have a very good idea of how the forest maiden looks like, my love” and without allowing you to answer him back he pulled you into another kiss grabbing your waist and straightening up, allowing you to completely sit over his crossed legs. Since he was so tall, you had plenty of space to place your legs right beside his hips.

He then sensually slipped a hand under your kimono, caressing the bare skin of your abdomen, although you were the one being pleased, the Stone Pillar mouth was the one filled with soft moans and under breath grunts. He swapped your lips for your neck, making sure that his lips left no uncovered area, going all the way down to your right collarbone. He could not stand it anymore and losing the little sanity he had left, he lewdly licked it at the same time one of his hands softly reached one of your breasts.

You threw your head back in pleasure as you moaned his name: “Gyomei…”, he was softly stimulating your button which started to stiffen as the contact prolonged. And while sliding his free hand all the way down your back, but this time also under your kimono he whispered: “Y/N, my sweet Y/N, your body is the utmost divinity my hands were blessed enough to meet. Tonight I will give myself entirely to you. From now on, you will be the only possessor of my body and heart and so my life will be completely dedicated to you. So please, release me from this torture and let me feel you under me.”

Saying that you were completely flustered was a term that will never fully describe how you felt at that moment. The way he touched you, it was like he had known all your soft spots and how to use them to make you love him even more. Heat was rising in your lower abdomen as you felt his virility growing hasty under the skin tight section of your kimono.

You did not needed to touch to acknowledge his colossal sizing and as if he had sensed your concern he laid you down on your back over the tender grass, and being face to face he tenderly reassured you: ”Be certain my dear, that I will never dare to hurt you in anyway. If you let me, I will guide you through the utmost ecstasy tonight…” He then intertwined your hand with his as he started to get you ready for the culmination of his undying love for you.

You both stayed all night in the forest clear, enjoying the nudity of each other, making love to you with tenderness and passion. That night, as you cuddled closer to Gyomei, he decided to go according to his initial plan. And so he did, the next day early in the morning he paid a visit to your parents alongside you, letting them know that he had the intention of taking you as his wife. Your father was overjoyed when he found out that Gyomei was a high ranked Demon Slayer, he was warmly received by all the members of your family.

That night, resting your head on his shoulder, enjoying a cup of tea with him at your engawa you told him: “Isn’t this our ‘happy forever after’?” He answered you back: “No my love, it is barely the beginning”. He then turned his face to kiss you, both of your lips fusing under the beautiful summer night sky.

#wow bro this is so well written!!#gyomeisocialheartsclub #minors do not interact

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can i get some gyomei relationship headcanons bestie? and a few nsfw ones 👀🧎🏽‍♀️

Ofc bestie anything for the Gyomei lover 🧎‍♀️

Gyomei Himejima

SFW & NSFW head canons

MINORS DNI (there is NSFW in this)

SFW

Although gyomei can’t see, your aura is easily identifiable to him so he’ll always turn around ready to give you a huge hug

His hugs…...OMGGG GIANT BEAR HUGS

We all know how this man cries at random moments, well when he’s around you he doesn’t cry as often cause you make him happy

Although, if he hears you crying, best believe he’s right by your side holding you and trying to find out what happened. He just wants to protect you and hates hearing you cry

Going out on dates, he always holds your hands. He always says that he wants to go wherever you want and will follow you.

The way he holds your hands, it’s a delicate touch and you know it’s so soft because he is a bit afraid that he’ll hurt you if he holds on too tight

When he goes out with you, he’ll always be a gentleman. Whether it be holding doors for you or carrying bags from any shopping trip. HE WON’T EVEN LET YOU PAY FOR ANYTHING!! “I make enough for the both of us, please let me treat you” is what is always said

You always cook his food and he loves it. He can just imagine you running around the kitchen making his favorite meals. Especially right before his missions or patrols

You overhear Gyomei talking to his fellow pillars and you decide to eavesdrop just to hear what he thinks of you. What you hear warms your heart, he’s thankful that you're always there for him. How you truly love him regardless of being blind and that he loves you so much

He always prays that you’ll stay by his side because he truly does care for you and love you

NSFW

He always expresses concerns when you ask him to further the relationship 😉, saying that he doesn’t want you to be hurt

Big dick energy (all that needs to be said lol)

When he finally agrees, let's just say he holds back a lot! He enjoys it a lot but he feels that one thrust into your cunt will penetrate your deepest parts and he’s afraid of you crying

Finally getting comfortable with your bodies, you both discover that your favorite position is you riding him. You can’t get over that sense of having the power although it’s actually Gyomei in power. Gripping your hips harshly (which causes bruising which he never finds out about, you don’t want him to stop) and guiding you up and down

There was a time that gyomei came home crying and for some reason it ended up with you pleasing the man into overstimulation. To the point that those tears turned from sad to erotic

When you ever decide to give him head, it requires not only your mouth (ofc lol) but you need to use both hands since you won’t be able to fit it all in your mouth but you want him to be satisfied

#gyomeisocialheartsclub #minors do not interact

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Why do you simp for gyomei he's not even that interesting?

Hmmmm let's go

Well... The reason is ... just because he is a very interesting character, what was very well developed.

Usually the ones what don't see Gyomei as someone interesting, are the the ones who watched the anime and haven't read the manga yet. So...If you really want to know the answer it will have some spoilers ahead... If not, just go and read the manga, it's all there.... Let's go???

⚠️ Some spoilers bellow...

Gyomei has particularities that enchant me.

He is a such respectful man...

He is extremely strong, the strongest of the pillars, and this is a canon.

He has a serious personality but he is not bitter. And at the same time he can be a teaser, and those who have only seen the anime so far haven't been able to see it in action, so they jump to wrong conclusions.

He is respected by every hashira and tsugukos, including some of the tough-tempered ones who recognize Gyomei as being amazing. Like Inosuke and Sanemi. On the manga Gyomei never needed speak with Sanemi twice, he always showed reverence towards Gyomei.

He was recognized as someone of high caliber even by Kokushibou the top moon one, in the final fight, who said he hadn't encountered a warrior of such stature in over 300 years.

Gyomei is smart and has a strategic mind, he analyzes situations quickly and is a leader by nature, without even need to impose himself.

At the same time, even though he has so much strength he is so gentle and humble. He likes to give from himself to others. He shows his empathy towards others by words and actions.

He fights not because he likes it, just as his incredible background showed, hurting any living creature to him it's like a hell.

He defended a child without having a Nichirin sword to fight the oni, he did it with his own fists, punching the enemy until dawn causing the oni to finally be obliterated by the sunlight.

Gyomei it's a man of few words but when he speaks, his sentences are full of meaning, and he still has a good mood, a funny side of him was showed when he was sarcastic with Kokushibou, what it was saying shit about Gyomei, and Gyomei just mocked him smiling while he was spinning his gun like a yo-yo to the one who was simply the highest ranking oni.

Gyomei's fighting style is based on heavy preparation over the years full of focus and effort, not all the pillars reached their highest potencial, but Gyomei did.

No one teached him how to reach the transparent world, he did by his onw guidance, putting himself under pressure to think how he could use some strategy he hadn't used to win, and suddenly he could see it. Imagine this guy being no bling pff...

Gyomei's Kusarigama weapon could only be used by someone with great intellectual and analytical capacity, as he needs to evaluate the sound to get a sense of his opponent's own space and movements, it shows how smart he is... And I love smart man.

Gyomei is merciful, and the purpose of ending the suffering of those being killed by the oni guides him. He doesn't deviate from it in no moment.

He encouraged Tanjiro when he didn't believe in himself, giving him his acceptance as Hashira being so affectionate, kind and nice.

Gyomei is deep, not superficial, wise, and has great sincerity, in both different ways, in his heart and when speaking to others. He speaks up all whatever it is in his mind. Always in a very clearly way.

In his end, he refused be medicated, because he thought about others what would need more than him. He literally gave all his life for the sake of others. What a noble man!

Gyomei is self-confident, he knows when and how to speak, he hasn't let his past experiences make him question his own worth as a person, he doesn't feel pity of himself.

Gyomei has a strong mentality. We see this in the dialogue he had with Kokushibou... And besides all this...He's a hell of a hottie, he has a handsome design, he's charming and original, he leaves the husbando pattern we see out there.

Everything about him is unique... But in the end it's about preferences...

When you say he's not interesting you're talking about yourself.

And yes, for me Gyomei is one of the best constructed characters in the manga. And all the qualities he possesses make him my favorite... And just to remember he accomplished all of this even being blind.

So Himejima Gyomei is much more than interesting... He is something without a precedent, someone with content, worthy of a handsome 2.20 tall man.

And I don't need to mention that body in contrast to that soft angelic face... I love that man. *melting here*.

I could say more... But it's not necessary, to me... he is the best one...

Bônus by @shinkiyo

Gyomei deserves to be loved 💓

#bro #idk how u can even say that tbh #the projection #pls #gyomei is fucking amazing #gyomeisocialheartsclub #gyomei himejima

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