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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: "𝐏ﾒ𝐧𝐤?! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬ᝰ.ᐟ"

Hantengu clones x Fem!Reader [Smut]

Greetings, my fellow goofies simps! So, this is a smut series idea I came up with when I was chatting up Sekido on c.ai and I thought, 'Why not make this into a fun series?' and boom, this happened. This right here, is a short A/N and all the info you need about what my little series is before you begin.

Warnings for this series: Dom!Reader, Sub!Character(s), Riding, Dubious Consent, Pegging, Anal Penetration/Sex, Anal Fingering, Rough Sex(?), Fellatio, Strap-on Dildo, Bondage(?), Hair-pulling, Cockwarming, Praise-Degradation (mostly praise), Masochism, Spanking, Choking, Somnophilia, Dacryphila, Humiliation (heavy on this), Public Sex.

May be subjective to change.

Now, I as a writer, absolutely HATE having to add features for the reader because first of all, I don't know what they look like, I only go with features similar to mine but I only go so far. That being said, reader is a non-human creature and as tall – or at least similar – as a certain vampire lady (Alcina Dimetrescu) because I said you're dom and you're tall.

Reader's key feature + 'important' fact: 2.9 metres/9'5 ft (shrunken 1.98/6'5ft later on) dommy mommy, you're a foreigner from the Hanoverian era which is also during the Edo Period (choose your nationality, idgaf abt what you choose, I'm Italian).

This is the first time I'm experiencing with such interesting kinks but the best part is, I have so many scenarios running in my mind 😈😈. The worst part is, I'm sick, So I prolly won't be doing much. This was just me cooking up something so y'all can be sated. 😋

That was all you needed to know. Without further ado, happy reading (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

Episodes:

I. Sekido - "Make me."

II. Karaku - "Smile For the Camera!"

II. Aizetsu - "Sleep Tight."

IV. Urogi - "Laughter is the Best Medicine."

Titles are subjective to change because I suck at making them + episode list may be subjective to change in case I want to add an extra episode.

"It's your turn to clean the house, Sekido." Karaku taunted Sekido for the sixth time today as Urogi giggled in the background. Aizetsu sighed as he waited at the door for his two counterparts while Sekido fumed silently. "Yes, Karaku, I am aware." Sekido huffed, surprisingly enough, he wasn't as explosive and has been as explosive as he usually is known to be ever since the sudden disappearance of their wife. His clones noticed this and of course and began teasing until he made it clear to them that he was furious at her sudden departure. It's a been a whole century and she had said not a word. Most of them assumed she was dead, but Hantengu, Sekido, Urogi and Zohakuten refuse to accept that. She could be alive. So, as a sort of coping mechanism, they keep her massive house and the many portraits she cherishes tidy for her until she returns. Until then, they continued to wait. Sekido wasn't too angry about the fact that it was his turn to stay home and clean the house. Much as he also wished to experience another day of exterminating Demon Slayers, he also preferred the peace and quiet the desolate mansion provided and liked to admire the centuries old portraits of her.

The three clones eventually stopped stalling and teasing and went their way, leaving Sekido alone in the mansion. As usual, it was quiet and desolate. Despite the bright lights that shone from the chandelier, without his wife, it seemed as if no light would ever brighten the darkness he has found himself in her absence. Why did she leave and so suddenly too? Without a single word and simply went radio silent. Is that her way of saying that she didn't them anymore? Was that it? If that were the case, he'd be extremely offended. He is the Upper Moon Four! The fourth strongest of his race! Who did she think she was to leave him and his clones and in such a disrespectful manner too! However, no matter how many times that answer came to mind, he refused to believe she'd leave them simply because she fell out of love with them. They were way too in love with her and her with them, so what could've caused this? ["Where are you, wife...? Return to our arms, I beg of you... It's been too long. Where have you gone? Why have you forsaken us?"] The demon pondered as he admired one of the many portraits of his wife. She appeared very young in the portrait. Beautiful smile, gorgeous deep emerald gown, hair styled in such a foreign way yet so beautifully. He sighed at the thoughts of her before continuing on with cleaning up the house, thoughts riddled with her, her wellbeing and where she could possibly be.

【𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐩 . . .】

"That was fun!" "Of course it was! We killed slayers and got ourselves some food!" Karaku and Urogi cackled in joy and amusement at their successful mission as they dragged a bunch of bodies with them along the dirt path while Aizetsu remained silent and brooding. "You think the house will be clean before we arrive?" Urogi inquired with a half serious tone. "Of course it will. Unlike you two, Sekido doesn't wait until the last moment to get things finished." Aizetsu huffed at the rather stupid question causing both clones to giggle. "Jeez, ever since she left, you and Sekido have been nothing but moody!" Karaku laughed before giving Urogi a nudge. "Dont act like either of you aren't bothered by her absence either. I've seen how you two leave and search for entertainment elsewhere. You're barely ever inside." Aizetsu's answer managed to shut them up quickly as they knew he was right. All four clones were deeply bothered by their wife's sudden departure and had their own ways of coping with her absence. To especially Karaku and Urogi, this mere century felt like an eternity to them. Where was she? For the rest of the walk home, all three clones were silent, the usually energetic clones silent and not as mouthy or teasing. When they arrived home, Karaku and Urogi both entered by slamming the doors open, making a bunch of noise in the process just for the fun of it.

"Honey I'm home!" Karaku yelled obnoxiously with a loud laugh. He had initially expected no answer since it was Sekido usually he was in the library reading, however... "Welcome home, darling." All three of them freeze at that all too familiar voice coming from atop the grand staircase before immediately snapping their gazes to the person the voice belonged to. Their wife. She was home. Their monstrously tall wife stop atop the staircase with her signature sweet smile as Sekido stood next to her, surprisingly silent. "I've missed you..." The tall woman cooed with her arms slightly outstretched as inviting them to embrace her. Karaku and Urogi certainly got the message and quite literally jumped at her while Aizetsu stood there in disbelief. "Sweet thing..." "Lovebird!" Both clones called out in joy and relief as they hugged her tightly, forgetting their own strength and too focused on the fact that they are holding their wife again. Shortly after, Aizetsu joined though had be coaxed into her arms due to the fact that he thought he'd been dreaming. They all expressed their frustrations and asked various questions as to why she left so suddenly. Being the patient woman she is, Y/N picked up all three of them before giving them the long-awaited explanation.

"I'm so sorry I left so suddenly and on our anniversary too. However, something came up and I couldn't stay even a moment longer... You would've gotten hurt and I didn't want that." They wanted more than a simple 'I left to protect you', they wanted to know why she left for a whole goddamn century. She understood their anger and frustration (if they can even feel that) but didn't react with irritation. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She eyed the three whining clones smugly yet her smile remained ever so sweet and for a moment or two her eyes switched to Sekido, who was surprised when she suddenly made eye contact with him before he averting his gaze with an irritated huff and remained silent. The others were surprised as to why he wasn't yelling his lungs out at her and complained that he was fine with her being gone for a century but... "Are you serious right now?! She left us for a century and your saying nothing?!" She knew exactly why he wasn't being the sharp-tongued individual he usually is... Sekido remained quiet before he walking away, likely to retreat in his room for the coming day, leaving his smug wife with his younger selves...

【𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨 . . .】

Sekido was outside, maintaining her quite literally magical flowers she used from time to time when he suddenly hears a twig snap. He immediately summoned his khakkhara, prepared to electrocute any demon or Demon Slayer that may have found this house. "Sekido! My darling!" Sekido froze when he heard her voice. He gripped his khakkhara even tighter in case this were some illusion until she stepped out of the shadows like a goddess in disguise, though not entirely in her case. His darling wife whom he hasn't seen or heard from in for an entire century. "After all this time, you're still alive..." He mumbles out in shock, looking over her body more than once to see if she were real or not. "How are you, dear?" How was he? How was HE? The question made his jaws clench in pure and unbridled anger. How was HE?! Was she really asking him that? And the mere fact that she acted so carefree as if she hadnt abandoned him made him feel homicidal. "How dare you try to speak to me in such a manner! As if you care about my existence!" Sekido retorts furiously as his grip on the khakkhara tightens. "You left me—us for a century, then, you come back as if nothing happened and ask me HOW I FEEL?!" The lack of reaction from her infuriated her even more. It hit the right nerve and for the first time, he felt punching his woman.

"I'll take that as a 'your absence has soured my mood greatly'." The giant woman chuckles softly as she shakes her head only causing Sekido to get angrier. He was about to yell once more when he was suddenly picked up by her and effortlessly too a soft he weighed no less than a feather, her grip on his body firm to prevent him from kicking and thrashing. "What are you—?!" He was cut off when his face was suddenly pampered with many kisses, including his neck. "I'm so sorry, darling, but something came up. Something that would have put you in danger." But Sekido wouldn't take that for an answer. He grunted in frustration as he tried his hardest to escape her iron grip but she wouldn't let go of him, continuing her pampering. "Let me go, you ha—" Sekido was cut off when he was lightly slapped across his face before quickly being pampered once more. "Still you smell and taste so delicious..." She purred softly, inhaling his scent and licking his neck softly, also enjoying the fact that Sekido can't do much against her. She loves teasing him the most. Sekido on the other hand, was too angry to be emotionally effected by her affection and grit his teeth in anger. "Shut up...! Shut up, you shameless b—" At this point, her affection had turned into something more suggestive how she licked and sucked lightly on his neck before she caught herself and dropped him on purpose.

With his lightspeed reflexes, Sekido caught himself before glaring daggers at his wife. "Oops! My bad! I forgot we were still outside." The woman laughed heartily, placing a hand on her hips as she looked down at him. "Are you happy now?" Sekido replied to her question with a scoff and simply that he despised her which partially he did, but not nearly enough to want her gone again. He could not live through that again. "If you hate me so much, I could always leave again." She teased just to get a reaction out of him. Sekido, however, froze and his scowl softened subtly, barely noticeable. "I will follow you to the deepest depths of hell and drag you back to back into our arms whether you like it or not." The demon declared with not a hint of amusement in his voice. Only calm rage. "Charmed." And yet even after all of that, she is not the least bit fazed, only charmed. Charmed to know that her dear husbands would go so far just for her to remain in their loving arms. Sekido only huffed in irritation at her response, crossing his arms and turning his head away from her. "Don't worry, darling. I will give you a proper explanation soon." Before Sekido could answer, he was once again picked up and pampered by her. "Though, perhaps you'll probably forget about the explanation entirely after I'm done with you..." His mischievous wife added on as she walked into her mansion carrying her husband in the bridal carry.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what exactly she was going to do and Sekido had realised what she was going to do to him when she teleported into her home walked leisurely all the way to her long bedroom. She laid him down on his back before standing up properly and shrinking in size until she had the height of a normal man taller than average. Sekido eyed her, still glaring at her but clearly flustered, at least to her. To any normal human, he would've looked like a demon ready to massacre one's entire family, but to his wife, her always angry husband was being submissive, a fact she knew he hated. She crawled on top of him, slowly closed in one his face and before he could back away, she pressed her lips onto his, locking him into a kiss. She was surprised he didn't back away, especially when her hands began to feel him up. One of her hands quickly found their way behind his back and began untying his obi as the other continued to feel him up, especially near his legs and waist. "I'm surprised you're not fighting back..." "Shut up." His bellicostic behaviour never failed to make her laugh, especially when it came to such intimate moments where he's in the submissive position.

After untying his obi, she opened up his kimono and stared—ogled him which made him to cross his arms and turn his head away, scoffing and gruming beneath his breath. She didn't like that. "Oh no, no. Don't hide." His wife was quick to pull his arms away and pin them beside his head much to his irritation as she began her ogling once more. "I don't hide from anyone!" (u sure?) Sekido snapped back as he began to squirm, trying to get her to let go of his arms. The vexed demon then saw the smugness in the eyes of his wife as she then seated herself on his lap, ceasing all of his movement. "Get off of me—" He was cut off by a passionate kiss which trailed all the way down from his neck to his neck before she spoke in a teasing yet seductive tone. "You won't be saying that once I get started with you..." She gave him no time to react as her lips once again made their way to kiss neck, licking and sucking all of his sensitive spots as her hands held onto his hips firmly. "D-Damn you...!" Sekido managed to growl out before quickly growing quiet at the pleasuring feeling of all the sensitive spots om his neck getting stimulated. "Keep whining for me, darling." His wife whispered into his ear sensually as one of her hands slowly slipped down and rested between his legs. Sekido's breath hitched when he felt the warmth of her hand on his cold skin, crimson eyes quickly looking down before landing on hers. "Y/N—" "Sh, sh... It's been a century, dear. Let it happen..." Sekido didn't fight back because despite his feisty behaviour, he wanted this. He wanted her and he wasn't going to let this opportunity slip. "... Fine." "I know." And hated that. He hated that she knew that her touch got him all hot and bothered. The way her fingers tracing his muscles got him all sensitive and the way her hand fondled his manhood got him harder than his neck. But that was the fun part in all of this and he knew that too. Though, as far as was aware, this would be a long few hours...

I also have a taglist now (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡:

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I feel like both canon and swapped Akaza would share the same anger even with each others Doumas because its the same dumbass no matter what, just the difference of a cult

lmfao yeahh…doesnt matter how he is akaza just doesnt like douma its facts!

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megafaggot19292292939203939 · 13 days

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Bro was NOT having a good time.

[Genya + Aizetsu]

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megafaggot19292292939203939 · 14 days

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Shit posting

This is for my human AU

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megafaggot19292292939203939 · 28 days

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"WE GOT ASSIGNED TO GO ON A MISSION TOGETHER! ISN'T THIS EXCITING?"

drew a fake screenshot! took me forever but I like how it turned out :J

#op PLEASE turn on the boop o meter #i want to boop you

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megafaggot19292292939203939 · 29 days

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Stalker!Sekido x gn! reader

i should be writing requests but i don’t have the energy to do all of them right now so you guys get this

warnings: you guys know the drill by now ☠️, crazy bs, stalking, self harm, manipulation

Sekido had first saw you in his class. He was intstantly memorized by your obvious beauty.

Other people noticed it too.

It infuriated him. You were his and his only. You just didn’t know it.

He was so obsessed with you, going home at night and mewling out your name as his body shook violently.

The second that Karaku even talked to you, he snapped. Sekido never thought he would lose it so badly that night. He never realized how obsessed he was with you.

That night, Karaku never talked to you again and it completely scared Urogi and Aizetsu away from you.

But you went up to Karaku and them anyways, not talking to Sekido. The anger fueled in his stomach. Why wouldn’t you talk to him?!

You never talked to Sekido because you didn’t know him. Aizetsu, Urogi and Karaku had talked you before. You didn’t know his obsession with you.

Whenever you had went up to the brothers, the looked terrifed of you. You were confused.

“Did I do something, guys?” You had a smile on your face. Karaku was all beaten up, a black eyes forming on his face. You assumed that him and Sekido had gotten into another fight. You knew a good gist of their home life.

“Oh! Karaku! Come here, you poor thing.” You frown, looking at that cuts and bruises all over his body and he immediately backed away from you.

“Sorry, (Y/N)…It’s, uh, nothing. Don’t stress.” He tried to reassure you but your attention was focused on something else. A very angry gaze behind Karaku. Those red eyes boring into the back of Karaku’s head. Those gorgeous, red eyes.

You never realized how beautiful Sekido really was, even if he had a bit of a temper.

You remember watching him at the archery tournament, the way his hair was in a messy bun, baby hairs and bangs framing that gorgeous, tanned face, the way his veins bulged out of his arms, the concentration on his face.

Or the way he got heated during the debate team. God, it was hot to watch him lose it. But he also was physically hurting his brothers. So you glared at him while you cleaned up Karaku’s cuts and scrapes.

Sekido’s heart was crushed and shattered into two whenever you glared at him. Sekido didn’t understand what he did wrong. To make you baby his idiotic brother. It’s Karaku’s fault for approaching you.

Sekido finally had enough.

You were so focused on Karaku that you didn’t realize that Sekido had walked over and ripped you away from Karaku. Pure fear was engraved on your face as you stared up at those red eyes. An immense amount of anger in them as his hand tightened around your wrist.

You were frozen in fear for a few seconds because you slapped him harshly across the face, watching shock flash onto his face.

“Let go of me! Are you in your right mind?!”

Those words stabbed Sekido in the stomach and twisted around in his gut. He bit his bottom lip harshly. “(Y/N), I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“Yeah! You sure didn’t! You could’ve hurt me!”

God, the thought of hurting his precious (Y/N) really turned him on. It had his pants bulging and begging for air. You looked up at him so angrily, it made him grow even more possessive over you.

“How can I ever make it up to you? Can I take you out for coffee?” This was his chance. His pants just kept growing tighter and tighter and his heart kept racing. The tips of his ears turning red. He could feel Karaku and them staring at him. He didn’t care if it was in fear or not. He was too focused on his precious (Y/N) considering his offer.

“…Fine. Tomorrow, before school.” You exchanged numbers with him. You didn’t think of the consequences this could have.

The coffee date went fairly well. Sekido was smooth with conversation and compliments. He had done his hair up all pretty for you. It was in an half up, half down. His bangs framed his chiseled face.

He was able to keep you on your toes, leaning forward for more of his talking. Sekido knew exactly how to reel you in towards him. His foot rubbed up against your leg several times which made you squeeze your thighs together.

Sekido’s eyes bored into yours, you were so infatuated with his beautiful eyes. They were narrow, deep, the color was irresistible. The way he looked at you had you squirming in your chair alone.

You didn’t know why this man, who you barely knew, had you already wrapped around his finger. You bit your lip as he talked about debate team. You decided to be bold, returning the bold movement he decided to do. You rubbed your foot up against his leg slowly and you watched his breath hitch. Maybe you liked being in control of such a strong, irresistible man.

He paused in stirring his tea to look at you, his expression had you weak. How could he do this you? Did he cast some kind of spell on you?

“(Y/N)…”

“Sekido.” The way you said his name was so quick and breathless. You wanted him. No, needed him. What the hell did he do to you?

He smirked, revealing those beautiful white fangs. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”

“Am I?”

Sekido wanted to take you right then and there but he had to wait for his plan to work out. He already managed to win you over with his sweet words.

The way your breath hitched whenever he looked at you made him feel extremely powerful. Sekido could only smile as he called the waiter over to pay for the bill.

“Let’s get going, yeah?”

It had been a few months since that incident. You and Sekido weren’t offically together yet but you have been hanging out everyday and getting to know each other.

It didn’t stop from his hands and yours from wandering, exploring each other’s bodies and sharing hot, sloppy kisses. Sekido was happy to have you to himself. Your body fit perfectly with his. The way you moaned out his name stirred something inside him that he never thought he would enjoy.

But somehow, you weren’t completely obsessed with him. You still talked to his brothers.

Maybe because they look like each other but you felt an attraction to his brothers as well. You and Sekido weren’t exactly together so you also took the time to get to know his brothers more. Urogi caught your interest.

Unknowingly to Sekido, you and Urogi were hooking up behind his back.

You couldn’t help it but Urogi’s sweet and loving personality had you wanting more. You wanted to see if he was as sweet and loving in bed. He was not. The amount of hickeys that you had to cover was insane.

Sekido found out. He will always find out.

He found out by going to your own home. He had this habit of going to your house while you were asleep and watching you. Just. Watching you.

Sekido would also steal your underwear from time to time to inhale your remaining scent. Nothing turned him on more than that.

Anyways, he saw you through the crack of your door. Urogi was there. Urogi had lied to him and said that he was at a friend’s house. Maybe he didn’t necessarily lie but still. You were moaning out Urogi’s name and it pissed him off. He almost couldn’t handle it. He had to leave before he killed the both of you.

He instead went to his room, looking at the little shoe box he had sat on his bed.

It contained photos of you, your underwear, used bandaids, used tissues, an old toothbrush and much more. Sekido’s breath was shaky as he felt his skin rip open and blood seep out of his fresh wounds.

Sekido felt the skin on his lip open up. He had busted his lip. How could his (Y/N) do this to him? Surely they will pay for this punishment. They have too. They couldn’t do this to him. He loved them.

The next time you went over to Sekido’s, you were excited. You had missed him and his sweet gentle kisses. No one was over, so you expected your relationship to move forever.

What you didn’t expect was to find him on his bedroom floor with his sleeves rolled to to expose the fresh, bleeding slits on his wrist. His eyes droopy and filled with lust but also anger. It terrifed you to watch the blood leave his wrists and drop onto the ground.

“Look what you did to me, (Y/N).” Those soft words left his lips. “Look what you did…You slept with my brother and now look at what happened. You did this…how could you?” Sekido’s words quickly twisted from soft and sweet to angry and mean. He stood up, you were frozen in fear.

This was not the Sekido you knew. Or did you even know him?

He walked towards you, his words remaining harsh and rude, “You slept with a lowlife like him? He’s using you. He doesn’t like you, (Y/N). I LIKE YOU. Not him! Why him? Why not me? I’m the one who is fucking good for you, you pathetic bitch.” You cry out as he harshly grabbed your chin, making you look at him.

You were panicking but you couldn’t move. You hated to admit that you somehow enjoyed the treatment.

“You are nothing without me. You’re a pathetic slut, waiting around for men like Urogi and Karaku to use you,” He uses his other free hand to stroke your cheek, blood dripping onto your paled face. “I wouldn’t do that to you, (Y/N). You’re mine. You’re fucking mine.” You could have sworn that your chin was bruised. You winced as tears gathered in your eyes.

You felt his hands move from your face to your throat, clenching tightly around your neck. You were losing consciousness as you tried to fight it off. Your hands scrambling to your throat while trying to escape his grasp. You heard him say one final thing.

“And I’ll make sure you don’t ever leave me.”

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megafaggot19292292939203939 · 29 days

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Aizetsu is certainly the more sensitive one of the four, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’s a push over. He’s actually quite demanding if the situation is right, stopping you dead in your tracks with a single glare. You enjoy teasing Aizetsu mostly because you believe he won’t retaliate the way his other halves would. You don’t realize how much you’ve underestimated the somber demon until he finally snaps. Aizetsu has a unique way of getting back at you, one you didn’t quite expect from him.

“What are you—“ he’s pushing you down, the same sad look on his face as he gets you on your back. “I’m getting my revenge. I’m sick of you teasing me… it makes me upset.” You’re surprised and curious, needing to see what type of revenge he had in mind. You knew the demon liked you to an extent, the extent being he wouldn’t purposely bring you any harm. Though he had never hinted at anything deeper. You couldn’t help your surprised yelp as his head lowered towards your covered sex, only a few flimsy garments hiding you from him. “W-what are you…” he sighed, hands easily moving the material off of your body. “I told you already.” He whined loudly “I’m getting my revenge.”

Aizetsu’s idea of revenge works in both of your favors. It isn’t even really a form of revenge in your mind, rather it’s a reward for the teasing you’ve done. Aizetsu’s head is buried between your legs, lavishing your sex with his tongue. Covering you in his saliva as he seemingly tries to consume you. By the noises he’s making, you can’t tell who’s enjoying this experience more. You’d think it would be you considering it was his mouth on your sex. Rather, it seemed to be him, unable to contain his noises as his tongue did wonders on you. “A-Aizetsu…” you wailed as you came for the umpteenth time. He was too delirious to hear your pleas, working you through another orgasm as you begged him for a break.

Aizetsu is intoxicated by your aroma, the scent of your hormones are enough to send him into a frenzy as he consumes you from the inside out. He’s whining, muttering you praise even though this is his attempt at revenge. His hips are rutting into the surface below him, trying to relieve some sort of pressure as you continually turn him on. There is no stopping him when he’s this far gone, so lost in the moment that you fear he may never find his way back out of it. Not that he’s trying to find his way out of it anytime soon.

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megafaggot19292292939203939 · 30 days

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What usually triggers baby mode and what were everyone’s reactions the first time it happened? Particularly the other two babies ^^

i was planning on drawing this but i am so. so tired... so i hope this is okay!! tiny 21 trio au my beloved

Sanemi:

usually he goes Baby Mode when his emotions get carried away. 9 times out of 10 its because he's really angry and frustrated about his situation

but he will also go baby mode when he's super happy. Tengen found out he could get him to go Baby Mode via tickling him and playing with him for example

He went Baby Mode for the first time when he accidentally got himself hurt during a 'tantrum.' Sanemi accidentally hit his head, and the second Genya scrambled to make sure he was okay, he began bawling his eyes out and he dropped

Genya was worried, but once Sanemi was cheered up, he was thrilled, because it turns out Baby Sanemi is attached to him

this weirded out Giyuu and Obanai a lot-- the angry Wind Hashira was suddenly a super happy-and-go-lucky baby who drooled all over the place

they were not huge fans of Sanemi trying to play with them, though Giyuu reluctantly joined in-- only to regress into an infant mindset as well. Obanai thought he was in hell

Giyuu:

he’s having a hard time processing the attention and care he’s receiving and he just sort of drops out of nowhere

Obanai and Sanemi, being his number one haters, mock and degrade him for it via baby babble, but thats just because they struggle a LOT with the situation

they are very thrown off when Giyuu starts cooing and attempts to cuddle with them

Sanemi in particular, gets super annoyed because he keeps pawing at his face and trying to play with him

Giyuu keeps calling Obanai "baby" because he's a lot tinier. the Hashira find this hysterical

Giyuu warms up to the transition pretty fast to make things easier. he tends to go Baby Mode more voluntarily and tries to help the other two understand why its useful

Sanemi and Obanai just assume Giyuu is doing this to make himself look high and mighty, and it pisses them off. every time Giyuu goes Baby Mode around them, they spend the first minute being like "what the hell is the matter with you. jerk"

the other Hashira are grateful but a few can’t help themselves from teasing him about it. they all agree hes adorable when he regresses. Shinobu is thriving

Tanjiro and Nezuko adore Giyuu whether he's big or small, but when he's Baby Mode, he's much more willing to be held and snuggled and loved

Urokodaki cries the first time he sees Giyuu in Baby Mode. he loves his son very much

Obanai:

his first Baby Mode directly resulted from Obanai's inability to find Kaburamaru. someone (probably Tengen) makes the mistake of pulling the serpent away from the tiny baby out of fear that Kaburamaru might accidentally hurt him, and when Obanai lost sight of his familiar, he began to quietly weep

nobody noticed his cries at first, but Mitsuri quickly picked up on how curled up the baby was, and how his little body shook in distress. she quickly scooped him up and showered him in affection, not even questioning Obanai's change in mental state

as she fawned over him, the others reunited Kaburamaru with Obanai, and the two clung to each other the whole night

everyone quickly found out Obanai would involuntarily go Baby Mode for several reasons. mainly losing sight of Kaburamaru or when everyone tries to get him fed

Obanai is extremely sensitive and weepy, and the only thing that really cheers him up is words of reassurance combined with snuggles. Giyuu and Sanemi find this pretty ironic. usually Sanemi will just pat the smaller baby's head, but Giyuu will actively crawl over and hug him in an effort to help

when he has trouble eating, Sanemi and Giyuu sympathize with him, since this is a habit Big Obanai has as well. those two can actually eat fruits and mushed up baby food, but Obanai still needs to be bottle-fed (at least in the beginning). to help, the two will also drink from a bottle to show him it's okay

when they are no longer in Baby Mode, Sanemi yells that Obanai owes him. Obanai feels both insulted and shocked

he will also go Baby Mode while being taken care of Mitsuri and Rengoku. its hard not to when they're so genuine and loving

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