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Trying for a Baby - Kyojuro Rengoku

cw: breeding kink

Rengoku tries extra hard tonight following a conversation with Tengen.

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"So," Tengen raised the patterned glass before him to his lips, taking a sip. His eyes moved from the table, up to his friend. "How are you and y/n?" He questioned, placing the glass back down after taking the shot. His fellow hashira's smile faded a little, understanding what he'd been implying with the somewhat vague inquiry. Rengoku thought over the past few months the pair of you'd shared, trying to create a family. Each month, your bleed would come, signalling your failure. Since the night of your wedding, you were yet to conceive the child you had both so desperately wanted.

"No baby yet." Your husband had replied, looking to the floor. His usual happy-go-lucky aura had dissipated when mentioning this topic. He was a little worried you wouldn't end up having a family, but tried to set these thoughts aside when with his friend. The two of you had of course spoken of this more than a few times, but Rengoku didn't like to lay concerns on you, as he'd understood your uneasiness had been as deep as his own.  "Do you have any advice?" Kyōjurō asked his friend, hoping perhaps Tengen would have some sort of miracle guidance- the man had three women to please, he'd had to know something of use. "Well, are you fucking her enough?" Tengen probed, though the answer should have been obvious.  "We have plenty of sex." Rengoku lost faith in whatever Tengen could offer, and in the conversation at hand. 

Tengen had noticed as Rengoku sank back in the chair he'd been seated on, usual bright and flamboyant eyes faded with concern.  "What positions are you using?" He quizzed, in attempts to come to a solution. Rengoku had been more focused on the bartender polishing glasses behind the bar, getting ready to close up within the next half hour. The pair of you had moved into the area shortly before your wedding, Uzui and himself sharing drinks in the establishment frequently post-mission, in celebration of their feats. 

"The usual; missionary, doggy, spooning..." He trailed off. Rengoku realised his own patience growing thin with the situation. He wanted to return home and take you now, having another try. Surely, he'd be successful soon. The thought of you baring his children brought him joy, after-all.  "You want your load to stay inside for longer, so I would suggest being on top, and raising her hips. Stop it from coming out for a while - that should higher your chances of fertilization." 

Your husband pictured doing this to you while on his way back home, warm from the sake the pair had drank. Tengen would probably be returning home around the time he was, Rengoku wondered whether the other male had also shared the lustful thoughts he'd been having with his own wives. 

You were in your room drying yourself after bathing when Rengoku had returned, slightly disheveled from his day and the few drinks he'd had. His shirt had already been partially unbuttoned, chest peeking from beneath. His body was beautiful, as you'd always told him, often tracing over the definition in his stomach, and the few scars he'd had. Each time he'd come home with cuts, you'd dress them immediately, always treating him well. Your genuine love and admiration for Kyōjurō was something he'd appreciated, and tried to reciprocate regularly. 

"Did you have a nice time?" You asked, pulling your damp hair back to wrap into a loose ponytail. Your skin was clean, smelling fresh from the soap you'd purchased at the market a few days before. Mitsuri had insisted on taking you shopping, though a lot of it had been for lingerie she'd recommended for use in your endeavors.  "Yes." Rengoku traced the remaining buttons, undoing them slowly. You'd already expected what was to come - it had been your routine for months now. He'd return home, and the pair of you would make your attempts at impregnation. 

Walking to you, Kyōjurō wrapped a finger around the fold in the towel you'd worn over yourself, pulling it undone. The male stared over your body, admiring the woman he'd come to love. The fire in his eyes ignited at the sight of you completely exposed to him, imagining the ways in which he'd take you tonight. One perk to the failure had been the drastic increase in your sex lives, and the openness you'd had to trying new things, or coming home with new toys to use. You'd kept it alive for each other, despite the undertones of why you'd been in this predicament. 

He'd pushed you backward, and you'd managed to make your way backward to rest your head on the pillows before he'd placed his lips over your body, placing kisses on the small of your neck. Rengoku licked and bit at the skin over your collarbones, before pulling back and moving his gaze to your face. Your cheeks burned with embarrassment as he'd appeared to be looking over your expression, wondering why he'd spent so much time staring. His hand moved upward, behind your head, pulling the pillows from under you. You looked at him in confusion , stifling a laugh, unaware of his intentions. 

Your questions were answered as he used a hand to lift your hips upward, placing the cushions beneath you.  "Tengen suggested raising your hips." He'd explained to you, cheeks flushing over as he'd realised his actions hadn't been that of normalcy. You'd given him a smile, going along with his sweet attempts for success. 

He'd removed his own clothing, straddling you once more. The two of your mouths moved in sync against one another, being familiar with how the other's habits. You'd been aware of how your partner had enjoyed the way your tongue felt on his, often groaning into the kiss when you'd introduced your own. Tonight, you could taste the alcohol on his mouth, as well as feeling the tipsiness through his body language. His kisses were sloppy, your spit mixing together, a mess forming between you. Rengoku pulled back, a string connecting the two of your lips. His hair was messy, lips tinted and eyelids half closed, in a trance with how good you'd felt pressed against him. 

He placed kisses down your torso, before using the extra salivation he'd had from sharing with you to lube up his own cock. He didn't take much time to push himself into you, the comforting sensation of your walls hugging around him tightly. A soft groan left his lips as he'd pushed in deeper, hands steadying himself by gripping onto your hips. Your eyes fluttered at the feeling of his cock stuffing you, his movements of skin against yours causing you to bite a lip, moaning as you felt your core tighten. Your husband found his rhythm, breathing heavily as he used you to milk himself.  "You make m' feel so close, angel." Rengoku groaned, his dick twitching. You attempted to focus on his face, knowing the expression he'd had while pounding into your pussy was always so beautiful.  "I want your cum, 'goku." You'd moaned so sweetly for him, as he'd been bottoming out. His theory was to get as close to your cervix as possible before filling you with all he'd had, hoping that there'd be no option but pregnancy from his attempts. 

"I'm gonna get you pregnant." Rengoku's haze deepened, orgasm within reach. "I want your stomach swollen with my child." Your husband's words shocked you - himself bending forward to attach his lips to your ear. "I'll keep filling you up until nothing more fits inside you." The way he'd spoken to you had been unlike him, but through the daze, the thoughts had pushed himself over the edge, pushing as far into you as he was able to, coating your insides in his seed. "I'm going to get you pregnant over and over, you'll be constantly carrying my children. I won't give you any fucking breaks." 

His high fizzled out, his hands moving from your hips to hold your legs in the air. After removing his cock from your abused walls, he inserted his fingers inside you.  "W-what are you doing?" You'd questioned, still basking in the comments he'd just given.  "Nothing can go to waste, my love." Renogku had been adamant on his seed remaining inside you, until he was ready to fill you once more. 

#demon slayer smut #rengoku smut #rengoku x reader #kinktober #demon slayer oneshots #kyojuro rengoku

[colourstreakgryffin]

Random Hashira Post #4

Massive shoutout to the darling, @kindestwalkingmentalbreakdown for the scenario! All credit goes to her!

Hotel Vacation with the Hashira

Uzui Tengen

- Good luck keeping control of Tengen after he shoots off to the bar

- He becomes way too wild as he is waving his arms around and walking off, drunk out of his mind but laughing at the same time

- Tengen is very child-like in the hotel. He’s interested in everything he sees

- It may seem like Tengen is a regular at hotel but he actually is not. This would be his first trip to a hotel

- And he already loves it dearly! He got to help tune the DJ booth with the head DJ and he was thrilled

- Smooth talks the female bartenders and/or waitresses into flirting with each other. It’s harmless fun

Himejima Gyomei

- Once again, the caretaker/take-chargist of the Hashira

- He paid for the deluxe hotel experience(which includes the restaurant, the pool and etc.) and takes care of their belongings in their big-ass hotel room

- Gyomei smiles through the chaos. Unless something is going on that he needs to break up, he’ll be chilling and keeping a ear out for the nine whilst most likely reading

- He experiences gratitude very openly whilst attending the activities with the Hashira. He’ll make sure the staff know he is grateful

- Gyomei goes to bed a lot early then the rest of the Hashira and sleeps like a rock. You won’t be able to move him nor wake him up until next morning

- Enjoys the tours. The outside tours to nearby villages, sunset tours and more. Just hearing a soft-voiced staff tell him about the sights he can’t see, calms him down

Tomioka Giyuu

- Unless Shinobu quite literally drags him across the floor, Giyuu will spend all his time in the hotel room on his designated bed

- He’ll probably catch up on sleep or simply read. At least, he’ll be alone

- He isn’t hyped for socialisation so he’s dead quiet for the entire activity experience. He may respond to the staff and that’s it

- Would rather eat alone but is forced to be with the group at the restaurant by Shinobu

- Believe it or not but Giyuu goes to the Spa pretty much everyday during the Hashira’s vacation. It’s quiet, it’s warm and he gets free relaxing messages. He’s all for it

Kocho Shinobu

- Shinobu finds the hotel amusing all over. It’s interesting, she’ll join in

- Shinobu is a wine lady. She’ll go to the bar when she is bored and pick out a glass or two of red wine to finally enjoy the night

- The type to pick out a very specific dish on the breakfast bar/restaurant menu and refuse to have anything else. She’s picky as fuck

- Why waste this fun experience? Shinobu partakes in all the designated hotel activities and personally buys more since she does actually enjoy them(alongside Mitsuri and Kyojuro)

- Shinobu stocks up on self-care products from the hotel’s stores for her mansion and ends up falling in love with the uniquely shaped soaps she finds

Iguro Obanai

- Simply follows Mitsuri everywhere. He believes he is a lot safer with her in this new environment

- He has NEVER been in a hotel before in his life so he is a bit overwhelmed by the sights

- Obanai brings Kaburamaru to the hotel’s deluxe activities, and will fight with the staff if they demand he has to bring the snowy serpent back to his room

- Mitsuri goes to the breakfast bar? Obanai is deciding that he needs a second breakfast. Mitsuri goes to the pool? Obanai is carrying a bag of her belongings to watch over. Mitsuri is simply looking over the balcony? Obanai is next to her on the nearby chair with a book

- On his own, he kinda just tags along as he isn’t really interested in the experience. It’s a place to sleep, eat and waste his time but that doesn’t mean he won’t join in

- Obanai is the type to read a put-off book whilst at one of the hotel’s experiences, either the restaurant or the pool

- Obanai will not get in the pool with the rest of the Hashira. He doesn’t feel comfortable. Too many random people are around

- But he’ll go shopping for Mitsuri

Shinazugawa Sanemi

- Okay? This is a hotel. It’s not like Sanemi is really awed nor cares

- He has seen plenty of hotels in his life(mayhaps because he had to provide Genya with a place to sleep more than once)

- He does really enjoy the hotel’s restaurant food and plays in the bowling arena section every single day

- Sanemi is rarely in the Hashira’s hotel room. He is always out and exploring the hotel

- He even stays up late. Sanemi is one of the two last Hashira to hit the hay(other is Tengen)

- Don’t be surprised if Sanemi somehow ends up finding Tengen and dragging him back to the Hashira

- He goes to the Hotel’s little gift shop and buys a gift for Genya but shush, he won’t let the Hashira know that

Kanroji Mitsuri

- Loves attending the live music events. She sings alongside the band, even if she doesn’t know the lyrics

- Mitsuri orders so much food that the poor waiters need the Hashira’s help with carrying the plates

- Is the type to talk to the strangers in the elevator. She wants to make friends with everybody

- Mitsuri hates the cold so she goes to ask for extra blankets very embarrassedly and to express her thank-you, manually goes to clean them in the laundry mat before she leaves the hotel

- She sometimes worries about bed bugs and asks the Hashira about it. Eventually, Gyomei has to move the bed and Obanai to thoroughly check the sheets to ease her worries

- Mitsuri is so excited for the next day everytime that she gets up insanely early and then wakes up Obanai so they can go out

Tokito Muichiro

- Somebody put this boy on a leash. He’ll wonder off and never be findable

- Creates the stress for the Hashira. He won’t just stay in one spot

- The staff regularly enter the Hashira’s room to give them back Muichiro

- He is kinda plain about the whole experience. What’s he suppose to think? Ya. It’s a tall building with movies, food and beds

- Talking about the movies. Let Muichiro watch something at the hotel’s cinema and then he’ll stay put for AGES

- Don’t ask how it works. None of the Hashira know. Muichiro goes from bored and uninterested to willing and calm all because he watched one movie

- He takes almost ten minutes to process the Hashira are doing a activity(like the pool, restaurant or the child friendly board games) and then goes along with a lot of questions

Rengoku Kyojuro

- “GREETINGS, DEAR SIR/MA’AM!” Kyojuro yell-asks how the staff are when he sees one. He is curious how their day has been

- He loves the food tours. Everybody may look at him when he calls out ‘Umai’ but it’s free, delicious food. Kyojuro feels obligated to express his gratitude

- Kyojuro swipes the Hashira’s pillows on their beds and creates a nest out of pillows on his bed at random. It’s pretty cute

- He’ll do absolutely every activity the hotel offers. He wants to make the experience the most fun humanely possible(he brings Mitsuri along since she’s the same)

- Kyojuro becomes one-time friends with random people at the hotel’s restaurant, whilst waiting for his food, he talks to the nearby table. He bonds well with the family’s kids

- He goes to get his hair styled at the hotel’s hair salon and his hairstylist compliments his hair for the colour. Then he goes on a 30 minute rant about the history of his family’s flame-coloured hair

- Kyojuro is the type to collect dirty dishes/laundry himself and bring it to staff before he leaves the area

- Overall, Kyojuro will leave a very positive review of his time at the hotel and even suggest it to Senjuro and Shinjuro

If it’s not obvious, my creative juices are a little stuck on this scenario but hope it’s okay

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #anime and manga #kny hashira #kny imagines #iguro obanai #obanai iguro #kanroji mitsuri #mitsuri kanroji #himejima gyomei #gyomei himejima #kocho shinobu #shinobu kocho #shinazugawa sanemi #sanemi shinazugawa #tokito muichiro #muichiro tokito #tomioka giyuu #giyuu tomioka #uzui tengen #tengen uzui

[tothemeadow]

Commissioned by anonymous

Rengoku Shinjuro x (Male) Reader

With a life full of hardships and never truly knowing "peace", maybe it's about time for Shinjuro to truly let go.

warnings: NSFW, Shinjuro's alcoholism and depression, hair pulling, some humiliation, lol he's a bottom, age gap

notes: just some angst and Shinjuro getting it up the butt, modern AU where demons are still a thing, written from a past tense and then in present

words: 2.1k

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Rengoku Shinjuro, by all means, is not the soft, compliant type.

No, throughout his years, it’s always been Rengoku, do this or Rengoku, do that. Hailing from such a prestigious family, he’s never been granted a true taste of freedom, a true taste of himself. Ever since he was young, he’s been subjected to harsh training and grueling lectures of how terrible the real world is. For centuries, the Rengoku name has been a stone in the demon slaying world, and – quite literally – a pillar for others to look up to.

His personality became sour as thus. He was lucky enough to score himself such an incredible wife (at least that’s what the others whispered behind his back). Even more, that very wife bore two heirs. The Rengoku bloodline has never given birth to females; they always relied on outside sources to keep that pure bloodline flowing, to keep the locks of flames and sunburst eyes carrying from generation to generation.

Shinjuro should’ve been happy. He had a beautiful wife, a set of boys, was alive.

But.

And that’s what it is, the but that comes with everything in life.

He would never grow to know true peace. His sons, also born in this cruel, cruel world, wouldn’t be able to dream of it. They are Rengoku’s, after all, and they’d be damned if they didn’t carry on the tradition of their ancestors.

His bitterness only grew when Ruka, his beloved, passed. His sorrows could only be drowned out by limitless booze, the pain in his heart much too suffocating for him to bear. It didn’t take long after that for him to rid himself of the Flame Hashira title and close himself in from the world. He was no longer Rengoku Shinjuro, whoever the hell that even was. He was only the husk of a man, the pathetic wick left behind from a burned-out candle.

Drinking became Shinjuro’s new passion. The bottle became his best friend. His fist rarely became lonely, knuckles long gone white from the ceaseless clasp. Both of his sons became strangers, struggling to withstand the man their father had become. The eldest, Kyojuro, eventually took his brother away, the two of them moving in with Uzui-sama, the smug bastard.

Things had never been easy. Not when he was a child, and certainly not when he grew into adulthood.

The strong pillar of a man became nothing more than a pile of rubble.

It began with a single drink and a prolonged stare.

Shinjuro (unsurprisingly) frequented many bars, usually too stir-crazy to stick with one for too long. It was only when he found a hole-in-the-wall that he finally settled, decided that this was it.

He’d spent too many nights staring into the bottom of empty glasses, wondering if he would pass out in the bathroom and never get up again. Perhaps someone would start a fight and try to swing a stool at his head – no, that wouldn’t work, he’d been beaten up by too many god-forbidden creatures for a stool to do any real damage.

Needless to say, when the bartender silently placed another glass of his go-to before him, Shinjuro was surprised. Normally, he would signal for another round with a grunt or a slew of drunken words. The bartender only gave him half a smile, his head jerking to the other side of the bar. Shinjuro’s eyes merely followed, a strong brow quirking up his forehead.

Hah.

You were just some punk ass kid, most likely the same age as his son. Granted, he kept his hair long, but that was about it when it came to feminine qualities. Thick hair, though blond, covered the entirety of his arms and chest, and his face was in a constant stage of stubble. Shinjuro knew he wasn’t a looker. Why had you looked at him from everyone else in the bar, he couldn’t possibly fathom. He figured it had to deal with the dim lighting.

But no, you took that glance as the greenlight and hopped from your stool, scurrying your way to where Shinjuro sat. You gave a simple May I?, body hesitant and eyes hopeful. Frankly, Shinjuro couldn’t care. A free drink was a free drink and if he was lucky enough, he would forget all about this encounter anyway.

Or so he hoped.

He wasn’t sure how it happened. One moment, you were trying to crack jokes and butter him up with saccharine words; the next, he was flat on his back on his mattress, in his home, with you in between his legs. Your pants were hot and heavy in his ear, lips skimming the stubble adorning his jaw as your cock pounded in and out of him.

Shinjuro would never.

He wasn’t the kind to lay dormant and let others take control of the reins. He was a Rengoku, for fuck’s sake. He used to be a goddamn Hashira. He’s a man, not some broken down little whore who’s prying for attention or money or-

And then he came, all hot and thick, coating his abs in a sticky feeling he’s not used to. His mind cleared, heartbeat shuddered, back ached – he’s not cut out for this shit.

But.

It’s always the fucking buts that come with life.

A good lay is a good lay, and god knew how long it’s been since Shinjuro had one of those.

Getting drunk is all that mattered, no matter the method.

­“I need you to relax, love,” you breathe into his ear.

A shiver ripples down Shinjuro’s spine. A shaky sigh graces the air as he snuggles further into the pillow. Splayed out on his stomach, Shinjuro’s completely at your mercy; you straddle his behind, hands slick with oil as they rub and dig into the many knots throughout his back. Unlike you, Shinjuro is bare naked. Your clothed groin grinds into the split of his cheeks, just barely a chub.

Glancing over his shoulder, Shinjuro catches the quick glint of the band encircling your finger. Heart leaping to his throat, his insides squeeze as water gathers in his eyes (it might be because of the particularly deep knot you’re pressing at, but still.)

The universe… finally decided he deserved a break.

After that fateful encounter that night (and the back-breaking sex), you somehow… got into Shinjuro’s good graces. You made breakfast for him the next morning, rubbed his sore muscles, joked about his bedhead and morning breath… It was so domestic. It had been too long since another soul had graced his home, and it was almost too overwhelming…

A date led to another, sex became a regular thing, and Shinjuro found that he enjoyed letting loose and having someone else take hold of the reins. There wasn’t any Rengoku, do this! screaming in his ears, only your gentle tone telling him to take it deeper and praising him for being such a good boy.

It didn’t take long for you to ask for his hand in marriage. For one, Shinjuro never dreamed of remarrying, much less to a person of the same sex. Two, for that someone to be just as kind and gentle as Ruka was, only to totally switch sides behind closed doors, was something else entirely. Shinjuro never pictured himself as the type to be physically or romantically involved with another man, but life had other plans.

“You’re tensing up,” you murmur, your voice stirring him away from his thoughts. You place a kiss to his spine. “What are you thinking about?”

What did I do to deserve this?

It’s not like Shinjuro is a kind man. He did his job, put another generation of Rengoku’s into the world, then sank into a depressed stupor full of alcohol when he couldn’t find the will to live anymore. So what did the universe see in him? What did you see in him?

“Shinjuro, answer me.” Your voice, although soft, carries a harsh undertone.

“I’m a piece of shit,” Shinjuro grunts. It’s all too easy to see your displeased expression in his peripheral.

“We’ve talked about this,” you tell him.

And yeah, you did. He came clean about his trauma, about the demons plaguing the world, his dead wife, his estranged sons. You had some daddy issues of your own (surprise). The two of you were floating in dead space, drifting with the passing days. It was sort of a miracle when you two met.

“I know,” is all Shinjuro says, the words dissipating into a sigh.

Scooching off from his bottom, you easily push the muscular, hairy thighs apart and settle in between. Slicking up your thumb with more oil, you press the digit between his cheeks, slowly caressing the pursed hole.

“Obviously, we have to go over it again,” you tell him. “Tell me why I love you.”

Heat floods to Shinjuro’s face. Mind you, he never blushes. He stares hard at the wall across from him, thankful for the pillow smooshing the other side of his face. He knows he should answer. Last time he disobeyed, you bent him over your knee like a bratty child and spanked him until the skin matched the red in his hair. He almost craves for you to be rough with him, to put him in his place.

“I’m the father you always wanted to fuck.” It’s a poor attempt at a joke. Humor has never been Shinjuro’s strong suit. He does, however, receive a light swat against his behind in warning.

“Horrible answer. Try again.”

He grunts when you grasp onto a meaty asscheek, your hand roughly kneading it. Your thumb barely presses against his hole.

“Brat,” Shinjuro mutters. How ironic. If anyone is the brat in this relationship, it’s him. “Husband loves my physique, the hair on my chest, my ass-“ he wiggles his butt as he says this, “-and how I’m such a good boy.”

You reply with a snort. “Wouldn’t kill you to indulge me a little…”

A groan gets bit short when you abruptly grasp onto the loose strands of blond hair and yank. Shinjuro’s head cranes backwards, his neck screaming from the effort. Hot kisses land on his spine, the thumb encircling his hole dipping in slightly. Easing out and in, you tease him slowly, relishing in his heavy breaths and foggy eyes.

His cock stirs; Shinjuro wastes no time grinding it into the mattress, knees and hips raising to meet your touch. Hardened nipples graze the sheets, his heavy tits heaving with each ragged pant. It takes practically no effort anymore to get him stirred up, to have him hungry for your cock.

“My big, muscular boy,” you say, teeth skimming along the line of his spine, “so desperate to be fucked like a whore. Is this what a fall from grace looks like? To be on your hands and knees, waiting for someone to belittle you and make you theirs?”

Your dominance is unlike anything Shinjuro has ever seen. Usually, you’re all soft words and warm hands, willing to help him with anything. A perfect little househusband, you told him once, a giggle hanging from your lips. Someone to be there when you need them most.

But this…. This is something else.

You grope at the muscles of his back, his ass, his tits – you leave nothing untouched, besides his cock. A hand keeps his hips steady as you slip your cock inside, the hot resistance clasping down in a vice-like grip. Shinjuro moans weakly into the pillow, precum leaking from his neglected cock. You waste no time pulling back and snapping your hips into him, cock plunging in to the hilt. Your balls slap heavily against his ass, fingers moving from spreading his cheeks further apart to pulling at his hair.

“Mine,” you hiss into his ear, but then follow up with a quick kiss. “So soft, compliant… What a spectacle you are. I bet no one would ever have guessed that the former Flame Hashira would like getting cock so much…”

Blood thunders in his ears. With a slight whimper, Shinjuro buries his face in the pillow, shame and arousal making his skin simmer and cock leak like a faucet.

“Ah, ah, ah, honey, don’t hide your face, it’s just us here,” you say, tone switching to something buttery smooth and sweet. Your actions clearly contradict your words; you snatch his head back with a firm grasp, fingernails grazing against his skull. Your cockhead attacks his prostate with a deadly precision. Soon, Shinjuro is nearly sobbing, mouth lax and fingers clenching onto the sheets.

You fuck him to completion, his eyes rolling back in his skull as his balls pull tight and he cums in several long, drawn-out spurts. Your hands easily reach around his chest and clutch onto his pebbled nipples, your lips finding the side of his neck.

He expects you to finish inside him and leave it at that, but…

As he learned long ago, there are always buts.

You never get to let him know what that but is.

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer x reader #rengoku shinjuro #rengoku shinjuro x reader #kny smut #commission #male reader

[meowzfordayz]

drinks at the bar, dance in the dark

Author’s Note: procrastinate writing by writing? #procrastinate writing by writing

drinks at the bar, dance in the dark

Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader, Uzui Tengen x Reader

Word Count: ~1,700

CW: alcohol, Fem!Reader, mild sexual content

Song Inspo: Can I Kiss You? by Dahl

~faqs~

Isn’t a huge drinker

Nonetheless, enjoys the pleasant ambience of a drink or two

Doesn’t mind sitting at the bar of a restaurant if the main dining area is full

The type to make overly enthusiastic small talk with the bartender

Also the type to order whatever you order

Isn’t a huge drinker = relies on your expertise

“I’m literally not an expert though?”

“That is fine! I believe in you!”

…

“Thanks?”

“I will have whatever she is having!” Kyojuro smiles brightly, cocktail menu untouched.

“So two Flaming Gorillas,” the bartender nods.

“Pardon-” Two what?

“You don’t want a Flaming Gorilla?” How are they saying that with a straight face? “She ordered a Flaming Gorilla. Would you like something else?” the bartender offers, not unkindly. Possibly noticing your failing attempt to hide your giggles.

“Oh no, a Flaming Gorilla sounds delicious!”

“It’s peppermint and coffee technically peppermint schnapps, Kahlua (coffee liquor), and Bacardi, but you don’t want to confuse him,” you take ~some pity on him.

“Exactly!” he exclaims, “Delicious!”

Shaking their head amusedly, the bartender nods again, “Of course.”

As soon as they turn around, Kyojuro stares at you. He suspects you’re up to something, but he can’t pinpoint what exactly. Sure Flaming Gorilla is an… odd, name, but its flavor profile is intriguing — certainly not displeasurable?

“Love,” he’s hesitant, fearful of accidentally offending you.

“Hm, Kyo?” you grin a little too widely (not that he doesn’t adore your wide grins!), eyes twinkling, equal parts mesmerizing and terrifying.

“Why did you order a Flaming Gorilla?”

You snort, “I like mint.”

“And coffee?” he feels like he’s catching on…

“And coffee,” you wink.

Oh “You’re teasing me,” Kyojuro states, tone neutral. Suspicious. 

“Only a bit,” you poke his shoulder, giggles finally escaping as your face scrunches happily.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” he’s still staring, rare flicker in his gaze as he watches how beautifully, perfectly, you celebrate your success, adorable hiccups jostling your body, “Love?”

“Y-yeah?” you barely manage to gasp, on the verge of clutching your chest as unabashed laughter threatens to burst.

“First, I am happy that I can provide such entertainment for you,” he chuckles fondly, voice lowering to a calm, assured tone, “And second, I believe you are forgetting how unyielding I can be when I tease back.”

Hates the bar

Hates how loud it is

Hates how dirty it is

Hates how overpriced it is

Hates the sleazy patrons

Hates the inattentive bartenders

Maybe he just hasn’t gone to the right bar? 

HOWEVER

You getting ready to go to the bar?

Yeah

He loves that a lot

“Red or black?” you hold up two dresses for Sanemi — who’s lying on the bed, feet dangling off the end, head propped contently on a few of your Annoyingly puffy damn it throw pillows.

“Red,” because he adores how vibrantly—deeply—it accentuates your figure.

“Shoes?”

“Heels,” because your legs are one of the only distractions he willingly tolerates, “But not too high,” because he cares about your comfort. Although sometimes he chooses High knowing he’ll get to carry you once your feet begin hurting. It’s a delicate balance: obnoxious PDA versus the smug, tender satisfaction of holding you.

“You’re not even dressed yet,” your brows furrowing pointedly, “Why are you still in bed?”

“Because I’m helping you,” he states matter-of-factly, sly glint barely restrained, “And because I can get dressed in about two minutes.”

“You’re the reason I take so long,” you huff.

“I appreciate you listening to my opinions,” he smiles nonchalantly, poorly feigning oblivion.

“Are we actually going to make it to the bar this time?” you roll your eyes, dresses tossed aside in mock defeat as you walk toward the bed.

“Not if you never get dressed.”

I’m totally going to wipe that grin off your stupid face you hum cheerfully, eyes narrowing as you rest your thighs against the mattress.

“I’m not getting dressed until you get up,” you declare, hands reaching subtly, teasingly, for his chest.

“Then I guess we aren’t making it to the bar,” your hands don’t go unnoticed as Sanemi’s stare sharpens.

Anticipation. Enthrallment. Seduction.

“We’re not?” you pout coyly, fingertips ghosting across his pectorals, relishing the crisp attraction of his perfectly ironed shirt. This man irons everything because he enjoys being responsible for later dishevelment. Every wrinkle, every crease, is evidence of his—of your—desire.

A low groan vibrates under your fingertips, slender fingers wrapping gently, demandingly, around your wrists, guiding you impatiently, hungry, to plush lips.

“Absolutely not.”

You’re inclined to agree as Sanemi sucks on the tip of your index finger, tongue hot and delicate; nuzzles into your palm, warm breaths erratic and vulnerable; nips at your pulse, melting your resolve as he mouths at your goosebumps; kisses along your knuckles, licking between them, grazing, torturous ministrations; grinning triumphantly as you cave. Sanemi’s grin: 1. You: 0.

Goes to the bar because you want to go

And he wants to go wherever you go (within reason, of course — he isn’t codependent!)

Not exactly nervous

More so overstimulated

Who knew there were so many kinds of rum? as he eyes the shelves of liquor behind the bar And whiskey? fingertips digging gently into your hip, grounding himself Why is that green?

Trusts you to order for him

He’s the DD (designated driver) anyway

But you always encourage him to try new things (i.e. new drinks), and he always ends up enjoying whatever you introduce him to

Is constantly struck by the tenderness and intimacy of how well you know him — of how well you gauge his tastes, likes, dislikes

“We could’ve made these at home,” you smile softly, tone playful even as your gaze prods.

You’re tucked against a wall at a tiny, round high table, stools facing each other, condensed droplets lazily sliding down the sides of your glasses, coasters damp and sticky.

“You just want to continue curating our liquor cabinet,” he deflects your concern, returning his own gaze Please don’t let my social anxiety me ruin your evening.

“True,” you giggle, licking cutely at the sugar rim of your drink, “And I also want you to be comfortable.”

Deflection’s always futile when it comes to your intuition.

“I’m very comfortable,” he declares, taking a dramatic swig of his drink, winking exaggeratedly afterwards.

“Well now I’m uncomfortable,” you grin widely, cheeks flushed as you roll your eyes fondly, “That was quite un-Giyuu-esque.”

“I’m a little uncomfortable,” he shrugs, regretting the sharp tang at the back of his throat, doing his best to refrain from wincing, “But you want to be here,” his voice lightens, affection tempering the alcohol’s burn, “And I want to be with you.”

“I want to be with you too,” you chuckle quietly How am I this lucky?

“There’s no place I’d rather be,” he reassures you, stare unwavering, the surrounding din ebbing from his focus, sapphire glint locked only—solely—on you.

“Except for at home in bed asleep with me as your big spoon,” you smirk knowingly, laughter bubbling in your chest at Giyuu’s immediate, affronted expression. “Let’s just finish these drinks, okay?”

“Are you sure?”

Because I will stay here until they turn the lights on his dedication—devotion—evident in the way he searches the warmth of your offer. Ensuring its sincerity. Ensuring you’re happy. If that’s what you want?

“I’m one hundred percent sure,” you nod.

And suddenly, Giyuu realizes all over again that you might be sure about more than just leaving the bar with him. You might be—you are—sure about him. 

He’s immediately intrigued by your perfectly fine thank you very much lonely silhouette, elbows perched neatly on the bartop, legs crossing and uncrossing as you sip slowly—steadily—on your drink

Decides he’d like to get your number, and maybe even your name

Puffs into his hand first to make sure his breath smells ~divine

Shakes out his hair (countless people have told him he looks better with his hair down), then puts it in a bun (countless people have also told him he looks better with his hair up), aaand then shakes it out again

Notices your mindful posture

Okay, so, no cliche pickup line(s)

Inhales, exhales

Confident strides!

“Is this seat taken?” large hands enter your peripheral, suave smoothness cutting through your wistful bored daydreaming.

“No,” you raise an unimpressed eyebrow, gesturing vaguely to the empty barstool, not bothering to glance over, “Does it look taken?”

“Um,” Tengen chuckles awkwardly, wishing you’d just look at him and his pretty face, “No?”

“So are you going to sit?” you snort.

“I feel like you don’t want me to,” he retorts, only slightly irked because he knows you’d be instantly smitten if you’d just look at him.

“I don’t care either way,” you shrug, “It’s a bar.”

“You sound thrilled that it’s a bar,” he mutters, settling beside you despite his sarcasm, eager to see the color of your eyes.

“I’d rather be home with a lover, but I’m lacking one of those two things,” you drawl bluntly, faint smirk tugging at the corner of your mouth Which is why I’m here, obviously and unfortunately.

“What kind of lover?” he asks softly, “Just for tonight?” leaning closer.

For whatever reason, you don’t recoil, caught off guard by the pleasant trace of sweet grass and warm amber meandering languidly from the collar of his shirt to your scrunched nose. Somehow, nothing about this man is overpowering or underwhelming. Curiosity seeps into your disinterest; the tips of your ears hot when you tilt your glass to finish your drink; searing, insatiable sensation licking from your clavicle to your throat to your jaw. You know he’s watching—devouring—you.

“For as many nights as he deserves,” you murmur, “As many nights as he can earn.”

“Look at me,” he’s gentle interlaced with promising — interlaced with tantalizing, “Let me look at you.”

“Haven’t you been doing that this whole-” your intended quip falters as you swallow thickly Such large hands, “This whole time?”

You look at him.

#hashira x reader #preferences #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #shinazugawa sanemi #sanemi x reader #tomioka giyuu #giyuu x reader #uzui tengen #tengen x reader

[bastardblvd]

my babygirl Tengen Uzui is a stripper and Makio, Hinatsuru, and Suma are waitresses at the same club <3 in fact all of the hashira should work at that strip club. Gyomei and Sanemi are bouncers. Mitsuri is a stripper and Obanai is her personal bodyguard. Shinobu and Giyuu are the managers. Rengoku and Muichiro are also strippers <3

aj i would even go as far as challenging you by saying obanai is the stripper and mitsuri is his bodyguard. like he has the whole slithery snake thing going on and she can beat ass

BUT MAKIO HINA AND SUMA AS WAITRESSES FEELS SO SPOT ON LIKE THEY ARE THE BARTENDERS !!!!!

#tengen is the main event #stepdaddy merc #transchainsawman #repeat offenders

[mjtheartist04]

Are any other Demon slayer characters in your Riding Hood AU?? 👀👀

OFC! We got a few of them in the au✨👀🤭 (you mean our au☝️)

We got Tanjiro Kamado who is a young wood seller! Who sells and carves wood! 🪵

we have Mitsuri Kanroji who has her own bakery shop with Nezuko Kamado working beside her and helping her with the BEST pastries you can ever eat✨ (which rika tends to drop by most of the time, to buy herself some of those delicious sweet homemade pastries…and maybe buy some for a special someone.👀)

We then have Tengen Uzui and his wives with their own tailor shop! He sells the flashiest jewelry you will ever lay eyes on✨ and His wives make the clothing for the village (that’s where rika had gotten her earrings, and his wives had also made her the beautiful crimson red cloak!)

We also got Kyojuro Rengoku! A handsome owl eyed bartender, with such a bright loud personality! Lady’s can’t get enough😮‍💨

And then there’s also the beautiful Lady Tamayo who is a doctor with her assistants Yushiro and Shinobu kocho. Shinobu creates the medicine for lady tamayo and her patients, and yushiro is there to help with anything in need for the both of them.

#I wanna do more! #but I’m still tryna figure out for the rest of the characters😗 #so this is all I have for now!😉 #eee this was so fun! #thank you for the ask boo😚💖 #OUR AU REMEMBER #OUR AU🫵🫵🫵 #ask #mj answers #red riding hood au

[milkyybuns]

Strawberry Margarita

(Bartender!Uzui Tengen x Reader)

Characters: Uzui Tengen, afab!Reader

Contains: NSFW (MDNI), dialogue, plot, excessive drinking, one-sided infatuation, masturbation, super naïve and innocent reader, modern AU, crack but that's just my writing style at this point

Synopsis: Working at a bar in downtown Tokyo meant Uzui has seen it all, but he has never seen someone as out of place as you. He takes you home after you pass out from drinking. Nothing happens between you but he can't stop thinking about your adorable, innocent eyes.

Word Count: 1.8k

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a/n: Been dying to write modern AU for Tengen, I feel like he would be a very cool n flashy bartender. This fic is a cocktail of crack, fluff, smut, angst and romance, don’t say I didn’t warn you. The focus is on Tengen's POV, enjoy!

tagging: @novaresque (scroll down for the smut you whore), @awaruna2

comment/msg/ask to join the tengen fucker tag list 💖

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(Tengen's thoughts are in italics)

9:00pm

Another Saturday night. As usual, Bar Wisteria was packed with loud 20-somethings abuzz with chatter. Tengen didn't really care for these patrons, the kind who couldn't even tell the difference between vodka and nail polish remover. He did however, enjoy performing various flashy tricks with the bottles and lighting towers of flaming shots. He was humming to himself and clearing the bar of discarded glasses when you walked in.

For once, your quiet presence made you stand out. Your shy demeanour meant you were virtually invisible to the other bar-goers. Being a new face in this well-worn establishment, Tengen noticed you immediately.

Fuchsia eyes quickly scanned your appearance as he took notice of your outfit. A sensible leather jacket, simple jewellery, a little makeup and a flowy dress that had sunflowers on it.

You look like you're in the wrong place sweetheart.

To be honest, you looked more like you should be on a date in Disneyland rather than at a cramped and dimly-lit bar. You didn't seem to be waiting for anyone, instead looking nervously at the sticky floor and clutching to your phone like a lifeline.

"First time?" Tengen asked, wiping the counter clean in one smooth motion.

"M-me?" You said.

"Yes you. What can I do for you?" He replied.

"I would like a drink."

Yeah no shit.

Tengen decided to keep that to himself lest you break out in tears.

"What kind of drink do you want?" He calmly asked.

"I'm not sure..." You said.

"Would you...like a recommendation?"

My patience tonight is outstanding. Good job Tengen.

"Yes please." You mustered up a wry smile and looked up at him. It was only then Tengen notices the streaks of dried tears on your supple cheeks.

"You like sweet drinks?" He asked, feeling a little guilty now.

"I think so? I don't really know what I like. " You replied.

"Hm ok, let's do you a strawberry margarita."

"Sounds good." You nodded. To be honest you weren't really sure what was in a margarita but you think you've heard of them on the TV shows you watch.

"Virgin?" Tengen asked.

"W-what?" You jolted up, face flushing red.

"Virgin. Meaning no alcohol. Did you want it with or without tequila?" Tengen asked.

"Oh sorry. Yes I'd like alcohol in my drink please, that's the whole point of drinking after all.." You laughed awkwardly, somewhat embarrassed.

Tengen ran a lime wedge around the rim of a tall legged glass, the citrus seeping into a cut he didn't know he had. He then rolled it into the salt mixture and set it aside.

You seemed to be staring at the glowing screen of your phone, refreshing the same page with no new notifications.

Tengen tossed the frozen strawberries, tequila, orange liqueur, and lime juice to a blender. As the drink whirred in the machine, he looked at you a little more carefully. Aside from the residue tear streaks on your cheeks, and the obvious tiredness in your expression, you were quite cute, not really his type though.

Not that it mattered.

He poured the ruby red blend into the glasses and garnished it with a strawberry.

"One strawberry margarita for the lady." Tengen placed it on the countertop and slid it towards you.

"Oh wow! It's so pretty! Thank you." You smiled at him, a dimple forming on one cheek.

Cute.

"Blehhh! vath thith thtuff on the wim?" You said, tongue sticking out and face scrunched up.

"Salt." Tengen replied, deadpan.

"Why would you put salt on a drink?" You had finished wiping the salt from your mouth and was busily picking the rest off the rim.

"Hahh? Are you seriously telling me you ordered a margarita without knowing it comes with salt on the rim?" The bartender couldn't believe how utterly clueless you were about one of the most well-known drinks.

"I-I don't know, I've seen people in sitcoms order it and I thought it was sugar or something." You said, face flushed as red as your drink.

Tengen mentally facepalmed.

"What brings you here?" He asked, an attempt to change the topic before he got more frustrated. "No offence but you don't seem like the bar type."

"I had a date, but he stood me up." You said, a sad smile on your face. "It's ok, I'm used to it. Plus he was kinda creepy anyway."

Tengen didn't know why he wanted to punch this guy in the face. You were such a cute little thing, so innocent-looking. His protective instincts kicked in, but then quickly chided himself for thinking such a ridiculous thing about a girl who was no more than a total stranger.

10:00 pm--

You and Tengen talked through the night. He got to know you were into the same music as him, how you were at the end of a long college degree, and that this was your third failed date.

You two talked a lot, given you didn't have anyone else to chat with at the bar. Tengen watched the sadness in your expression gradually disappear. Your eyes sparkled each time you laughed, and he cracked a smile or two as well. You asked him how he became a bartender, and if drink choices really do say a lot about a person.

Customers generally weren't interested in knowing more about Tengen, but you were a good listener.

You'd had a couple more margaritas, without the salt this time, before Tengen decided to cut you off as you were unsurprisingly a total light weight.

"Oi Uzui! Birthday girl on table 7 wants a Flaming Tower." Sanemi yelled at Tengen.

"Yeah coming right up." Tengen replied, a little annoyed at the interruption.

Guess I'm still on the job.

With practised ease, he poured the 24 shots consisting of vodka, tequila and bourbon and placed them on a tray on the countertop.

Shit where's the lighter?

Tengen crouched down to look under the alcohol pumps, but he couldn't find the lighter in it's usual place.

Fuck it must be in the back.

"Oi Uzui! where the fuck are the shots? They're getting on my ass." Sanemi hollered, impatient.

"They're fucking coming, so keep 'em busy won't ya?!" Tengen yelled back. He ran to the storage room behind the toilets, where he found the lighter on a beer crate near the back door.

Gyutaro was probably using it to light his cigs again.

Tengen rushed back to the front. To his absolute horror, you were nearly done slamming back the 24 shots.

"Y/N what the fuck are you doing?" He tried his best not to yell but he was visibly angry.

"Mmnh relaaaax Uzuiii-sannn you are like...sooo loud right now." You smiled lazily and poked his cheek. “Lighten up would ya?” You giggled like a mad woman as he proceeded to lecture you.

"Those were not for you, oh my actual god I was gone for a SECOND and you couldn’t just stay put?" Tengen grabs your wrists and practically drags you to the corner of the room, propping you up on the bar's battered old couch.

"Stay here and sober up, don't drink anymore got it?" Tengen sighed loudly, tightening his ponytail before running back to the bar.

Tengen rushed to repour the shots you drank. He haphazardly stacked them up into a tower and called for Sanemi to serve it up.

"Final-fucking-ly." Sanemi said when he came to the bar counter.

"It's here now isn't it?" Tengen shot back.

It’s gonna be a long night.

Sunday 2:00 am ---

"Oi wake up!" Tengen gently shook you as you slept soundly on the dirty couch, a thin line of drool dangling above your shoulder. Needless to say, this was not your most flattering moment.

It was closing time at the bar and after the flaming shots fiasco, Tengen had completely forgotten about the girl he left on the couch.

Ah shit, she’s so wasted. I can't let her go home like this. And it's too late to call a taxi…

After some quick deliberation in his sleepy mind, Tengen decided to take you home with him. It was his fault for not looking after a customer, letting you get too drunk for your own good.

He did manage to wake you up, but you were in no state to walk safely or answer his questions about where you lived. So he supported your drunken frame and all but lugged you into the backseat of his car.

Sunday 3:00 am ---

Finally time for some goddamn sleep.

Tengen thought as he laid on the futon in his living room while you snored away in his bedroom upstairs.

When he closed his eyes, he wasn’t met by blissful nothingness. Instead, images of your pretty eyes, your cute dimple and your strawberry-stained lips flooded his mind. The way you said his name, even if it was only his last name, was goddamn adorable. Tengen's eyes snapped open.

What the actual fuck?

The silver-haired man didn't understand why he was thinking these things about you. He barely knew you, and no offence but you weren’t even that hot. Like a 7.5 at best.

He decided it was just because it's too fucking late, and every damn part of him was exhausted.

Tengen glared at the bulge in his underwear, his semi-hard cock beckoning him to touch it.

Well I guess not every part of him.

It's ok right? It's not like she'll find out I'm doing this. Unless she comes down stairs and see me touching myself. I wonder how she’d react…

Ugh what am I even thinking? This is gross, and I'm gross. But it’s not gonna go away on it's own...Fuck.

Defeated, Tengen started palming himself through the cotton of his underwear. Closing his eyes again he let his imagination conjure up your timid yet cute expression.

He groaned as he languidly stroked his cock, imagining it was your small hands instead of his wrapping around his shaft. Those cherry-red lips of yours would be so cute pursed around his tip, your pink tongue lapping up his milky precum. Tengen thought about how adorable you would be with your round cheeks full of his cock, how he wanted to press his thumb and forefinger into your dimples and squeeze as he filled your little mouth with his thick cum.

His cock was rock hard by now, it's been a while since he'd gotten this worked up while touching himself and he wasn’t about to stop.

He thought about the pretty sunflower dress you wore, as he imagined bending you over the bar counter, the fabric bunched up to your hips. He wanted to tease his erection against your dripping cunt.

God I bet she‘d beg so sweetly,

He wanted to fuck you until you were a babbling mess, your angelic voice hoarse from screaming his name. He wanted to stretch you with how big he was, so you'd be ruined for any other man in the future.

A couple more hurried strokes and Tengen felt himself near the edge. He slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle the loud moan he let out as he came. His stomach messy with his own sticky seed as he laid there in the dark, panting hard.

Oh what is wrong with me?

Sunday 2:00 pm ---

Another morning, or should I say afternoon?

Tengen's eyes fluttered open as the afternoon sun shone through the living room window.

Wait why am I sleeping on the futon?

Tengen shot up as he remembered the girl he took home from the bar last night. He threw on some track pants before scurrying upstairs to see his bed was empty.

Was it a dream or something?

No it couldn't have been.

Tengen recalled you drinking all the shots, taking you home with him, tucking you into his bed, and... jerking off to those inappropriate thoughts of you. He felt guilty for the last one, but pushed it aside for now.

He then noticed a small note on the coffee table, the handwriting was hurried but neat. It read:

Dear Uzui-san,

I'm so so sorry about last night, I shouldn't have drank so much and made myself a burden to you. I wanted to apologise in person but I have to go to work now and I don't want to wake you.

Here's my number. Please text me so I can pay you for the shots.

Y/N

Tengen rubbed his temples, unsure what to do with this little piece of paper. He was about to scrunch it up and toss it in the trash, but for whatever reason, he didn’t.

Ugh guess I better have some breakfast before I make any more dumb decisions.

With that, the little piece of paper was tucked away in his pocket.

#is this romance? #one sided #bartender!uzui #bartender au #modern #modern au #modern!au #tengen uzui #uzui x you #tengen x you #tengen x reader #uzui x reader #tengen uzui x you #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #fanfic #fic #imagine #mdni #one sided love #bartender #modern kny #afab reader #fem reader #x reader #slow burn #pining #uzui x y/n #tengen x y/n #alclhol

[bubble4u]

Merrier the more

Summary: Your friend takes you to a new club to check out

There's gonna be a part 2 this fic will be too long

Characters: Uzui tengen , Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru

Pairing: mako x reader, suma x reader, hinatsuru x reader

This fic has: NSFW, polygamous relationships, woman x woman, mentions of drinking

You trusted your friend and while in the midst of getting ready they kept going on and on about this new club they went to recently and you won't lie your curiosity peaked everytime they kept describing the place and top it off "wall to wall fuckable club goers" in their words not yours so fuck it you weren't working this weekend why not go and hook up with a random it's been a hot minute anyways.

When yall arrived it was in a weird area near the back of another building there was no sign or anything to tell you that this was the club but you trusted your friend they knew where it was they wouldn't steer you to danger.

When you walked inside the main entrance the lighting was low but not to the point that you couldn't the bouncer behind a desk she smiled "hello it's 20 for both but we have a special if you show that you don't have underwear on then entrance is free plus 3 free drinks" you froze what the fuck kinda place is this before you could comment you turned to see your friend had already lifted their dress to expose their bare pussy to the bouncer.

Your jaw dropped the bouncer then looked at you waiting to see what you wanted to do you contemplated for a hot minute. You brought enough money for drinks and entrance but, free is free there's nothing better than free you looked at your friend then at the bouncer you sighed reaching under your dress to take off your lace thong and tossed it in your clutch.

The bouncer giggled then handed you two 3 red tickets when yall entered the music was booming, lights were beaming and your friend was right there was no bad looking person here even the bartenders were hot before you two made it to the bar you pulled your friend aside. "where did you find this place" "I applied here for the bouncer position and when I saw what happened inside I figured it would be fun" you were confused you've been to many clubs but none that had showing your body parts as an entrance fee.

"Uzuiiii come on dance with us pleeeease it isn't the same" tengen chuckled as suma clung to him they've only been here for an hour and already she was getting antsy "you three go enjoy yourselves ok I'll join you in a minute" she huffed and walked off with makio and hinatsuru he couldn't help but gaze at his wives how lovely they looked in their outfits each of different taste and style but still complimented one another while he wasn't much of a club goer he couldn't say no to them when they begged to come back to their favorite spot to celebrate his promotion in the VIP section. He just chuckled to himself watching them grind and carasse one another he can't blame the various eyes staring at them and he can't lie to himself he was getting kinda tight in the pants watching them this was gonna be a fun night.

At the bar your friend had already used all three of her tickets you on the other hand weren't trying to get too drunk just yet, plus whoever was making the drinks had a very heavy hand so you babysat your 1st drink a bit as you waited for your friends third free drink you turned to look around and take in the scenery everything seemed like your typical night club but that not wearing underwear to get in for free bit is still slightly bothering you plus you didn't notice it now but towards the back there were two tall buff men standing in front a velvet rope and behind them were a curtain of sorts as you watched you'd see groups of people go in some of just two people and some as big as 6 theyd show off a wristband and the two men would let them in then the groups would disappear behind the big curtain.

"It's a cool isn't it" you looked at your friend confused "the club.... it's cool right" "oh shit ...yeah it is..sorry I was lost in my thoughts for a minute" she slightly giggled "it's ok sorry for that whole thing with the bouncer part if it made you feel uncomfortable-" you waved your hand "it's ok it was interesting but hey that's an extra couple of bucks we didn't have to spend so cheers to that" you both clinked your glasses and took a swig of your drinks. "Why don't we go dance we didn't come all this way to just stand here come on" you nodded and yall two interlocked hands so you wouldn't lose one another while navigating the crowd of bodies to enter the dance floor. You two slowly started dancing until eventually yall got more comfortable and danced more freely feeling the music and just vibing with one another not caring about the outside world.

As tengen ordered another bottle of champagne so his wives would have something to drink when they come back as he peered back down he noticed that they moved from where they were originally he scanned the dance floor and saw that they were now talking to another pair of females and by the looks of it his wives were very much enjoying their conversation.

"I really love your dress!" Suma got your attention you looked around to see if maybe she was talking to someone else but she no she locked eyes with you and when you motioned if she meant you suma nodded and got closer to you and your friend. "I'm sorry but I just wanted to say you look really pretty and that I like your dress" she slightly yelled cause it was hard to hear anyone with how loud the music is "thanks I actually got it online I can show you the place hold on" as you were typing away at your phone you heard two more voices approach. "suma you can't just walk off like that" " yes,please tell us when you're going somewhere we got worried"you looked up to see two more woman had appeared one with duo hair color and one with long black hair that had a beauty mark om her left eye they each were gorgeous you almost forgot what you were doing. "I'm so sorry I got carried away" they both smiled "it's ok as long as your fine that's all that matters" the one with duo hair patted suma head "I'm sorry to cut into you and suma conversation but let me introduce myself my name is hinatsuru uzui" "and I'm makio uzui it's nice to meet yall" you and your freind shook their hands "and I'm suma uzui sorry for catching you off guard" you smiled at the short haired woman "no it's fine it happens".

As you fived talked tengen couldn't help but eye you up and down your outfit was very nice hugged every curve of your body like the dress was made just for you and the way you carried yourself like you knew you were pretty but you also let others shine as well. Ooooo and that dress my how it hugged you nicely also, he couldn't put his finger on it but you had this pull feeling like he wanted to get up and head down there to talk to you he couldn't help but smile as he witnessed his wives having a good time seeing their smiles and laughing along with you and your friend yeah he needed you here. Within in an instant he pulls out his phone an texts hinatsuru telling her to invite you and your friend up to their VIP area when he was done he looked out and witness hinatsuru feel her phone vibrate and pulled it out she looked at it for a bit and tapped makio on the shoulder to show her the message she received and while suma was talking to you makio whispered in her ear suma then stopped her conversation and looked at makio.

"Is everything ok?" Your friend asked hinatsuru nodded "yes, actually my feet are kinda hurting if you want we have a VIP section you two are more than welcome to join us if you want. You looked at your friend who shrugged you agreed and as you grabbed your things makio noticed you still had drink tickets "you can throw those away if you want there's champagne waiting for us" you couldn't be more happier cause the mixed cocktail was starting to taste gross the more you babysat it. As you and your friend followed the trio upstairs you couldn't help but feel this certain feeling the woman had like they had a connection not individually but all together there was this certain safety and love that they gave off it was nice you didn't understand it but it made you happy that you met them.

As you made it to the top where a row of closed off sections were seen you saw suma bolt towards a white haired man who as you witnessed was definitely excited to see her as well he had kissed her for a couple seconds only to make eye contact with the other two women he smiled and gave the other two their shared kisses. It's safe to say you and your friend were caught off guard, you two weren't ones to judge alot of people are in polygamous relationships actually, you thought the three woman were related in a way cause they all shared the same last names you didn't stop to think they were married to one another. Tengen then noticed you and your friend "I'm sorry I'm so rude it's nice to meet you my name is Tengen uzui" you and your friend do a small nod "please, come join us I ordered champagne and I know you two must be tired from being on your feet" you and your friend walk towards the closed off seating area sitting opposite of the 4 person couple.

Tengen was no ordinary man no he stood at 6'6" muscles and all he was built and you can tell he took pride in his appearance from his skin to his hair he looked like he had a better skin care regiment than you could ever imagine he looked well off and not in a "this is my parents money" no he gave off that worked my ass off to get where I am and you'd be lying if you didn't find him attractive. "I'd imagine my wives talked yall two ears off" he started setting everyone's glasses down proceeded to grab the champagne and twisting the cork you were gawking at him not hearing what he had just said your friend noticed and slightly nudged your arm "uhhh yeah no it was cool we were just enjoying each other's time"

He smiled as the cork popped he had poured each glass even you and your freinds "enjoy please also partake in the strawberries also my suma always says champagne taste better with them" you looked and saw that all three woman were drinking and taking bites into the red fruit. You and your friend didn't need to be told twice the strawberries were slightly darker that means they'll be sweeter and they were as you bit it made you giggle they were perfect like specifically hand picked. As you drank your glass you did give suma credit champagne did go well with the strawberries "I'm curious tengen was it?" Your friends curiosity got the better of her "how did all of you meet?" He couldn't help but chuckle a bit he went to go sit back down between his wives "well.. my family is pretty old school very much into arranged marriages and so when they picked several woman for me to choose and I couldn't" he wrapped his arm around makio and suma then kissed makio head "these three made me feel like I didn't have to hide behind anything, they assured me I can be myself, they pushed me when I couldn't and picked me up when I was at my lowest" suma moved to kiss his cheek he looked at her lovingly at her little gesture "and without them I don't think I would be where I am" he looked at all three of his wives holding a few second eye contact when he said this "does that answer your question" he went back to addressing your freind who nodded her face slightly feeling hot you on the other hand everything he said made your heart race you felt a slight flutter on your stomach he wasn't even talking to you but damn did his words make you wish he did .

"That can't be THE uzui tengen I see!!" Everyone turned to see a blonde/red haired man approach the group same build as tengen but was shorter. He came around to the side where you and your friend were sitting "well if it isn't the famous kyojuro rengoku how are you doing?" Tengen rose up to give the other male a brief hug " good now that we closed this deal a few colleagues are here with me but they're down stairs in the paradise room" "so you'll be here for a minute or two" the two men laughed in merriment. "Now I see the usual bunch is together but I must say there are two new flowers I haven't seen before, tengen how many more wives must you have? save some for the rest of us" the one called rengoku looked at your friend and you "I'm only kidding it's nice to meet you two I do hope my friend is treating ok?" You two nodded "wonderful!" He was a loud individual "why don't you join us kyojuro if I know what it's like I'm the paradise room your colleagues aren't gonna wann leave anytime soon" tengen motioned for his friend to sit you and your friend scooted down to make room for the other person it didn't go unnoticed by you on how your friend slightly tried to press up against the blonde judging by the way her eyes are looking at him you're guaranteed she's either gonna wanna go home with him or get his number. She gave you a look in response you gave her one back like a telepathic high five kyojuro isn't bad looking if it weren't for you wanting to ride tengen into next week and probably have time with his wives you'd ask kyojuro if any of his colleagues wanted to hang out but, you pushed the thought aside the champagne is giving a little bit of liquid courage so out of nowhere "hey why don't we play kings game?"

You gathered and marked 7 straws 6 are marked with numbers and one marked king all in a cup you jumble them up and have each persob grab a straw with their eyes closed whoever gets king can command a random number or numbers to do any tasks if not they must drink shots of the number they've drawn. "Now remember it's whatever command the king wants and since we're all adults let's have fun" you smiled excited about the party game, you looked down at your straw and saw that you had the number 3 everyone else looked at theirs and samu face light up "I'm king!" Eveyone chuckled at the bob haired woman "hmmm ok number 5 I want you to sit on number 3 lap for the whole night" you're face felt warm when you saw makio get up "ok whose number 3" she looked around until she saw your hand slightly raise she smirked and made her way towards you. You couldn't look her in the face even though she sat pretty and her arms was draped around your neck you couldn't look her in the face she nuzzled up on your neck and place her head on your shoulder "you smell really nice" you felt like you wanted to combust was it always this hot you slightly fanned yourself makio couldn't help but giggle.

You drew again this time you got 2 you couldn't help but peek and see makio got 4 when she noticed you staring then she cuddled closer to you "I'm king" your friend announced "I want 6 and 4 to kiss for 10 secs" you looked at makio who couldn't help but smirk at the challenge when everyone announced their number you stayed silent it was then that you noticed a shadow casted down on the both of you, as you looked you saw tengen "well everyone else isn't 4 is it one of you two?" You shook your head, you raised up your straw to show your number. "My dear makio playing tricks you should've just said you wanted a kiss" you could feel her heart race a bit it didn't help that when their lips met she was still on your lap. You gave them some privacy by averting your eyes but, every now and then your eyes would fall on the couple damn this is a long 10 seconds you looked away again hoping maybe they didn't feel your gaze but when you glanced back at the couple you felt stuck, within that split second you saw tengen look your way eyes locked in on you.

Another round, this time you drew the king you smiled to yourself thinking now what task to assign.While you were busy lost in your train of thoughts, Makio had looked over and noticed your straw. “You’re the king?” You nodded at her question, not quite understanding where she was going with this. “That’s no fun, I was hoping we could do something together.” Damn it, why does she have to say things like that - did she want to send you into cardiac arrest? “Y-yeah, hey.. did you want to help me decide on a task?” Her eyes lit up and sparkles with joy at your request, she found it quite endearing how shy you were. “Ok, how about you get someone to do a lap dance, or even a strip tease?” She smirks, sending you a playful wink. You wrap your arms around her waist, giving her a light squeeze. “That’s a good idea. thank you!!” In return she shot you a genuine smile, before saying she was happy she could help.

"I got king! And I want 6 to give a strip tease or lap dance to 3 for a whole minute" rengoku clapped his hands together "Alright! Whose the lucky person to witness my new moves" your friend nudged him "well, hurry up big guy I got a few ones I don't mind giving you" the cheering grew louder this little exchange made Rengoku get up from where he was sitting to then he came back with random chair in tow everyone knew this was gonna be good he looked at your friend as he patted the seat she didn't need to be told twice and before you could start the timer rengoku was already dancing/grinding to the beat of the song playing throughout the club everyone in the group was whooping, and hollering hyping up regoku even more that he had unbuttoned his shirt. Holy fuck was he built very deeply cut and well-grooved 8 pack he didn't even need to flex rengoku would grab your friends hand to touch up chest making her feel every toned muscle on his body even though he was sweaty your friend didn't care "Alright 30 seconds left make it count it!" rengoku got even more excited he grabbed your friends arms and wrapped them around his neck before he did anything he whispered to her "hold on tight" he picked her up wrapping her legs around his waist your group lost it by that point after rengoku had hoisted your friend up to grinded a bit in mid air your friend decided now was the time to kiss rengoku who in turn deepen the kiss you couldn't help but cheer for her even louder to the point that you're standing up "Alright you two times up" everyone cheering the two on for their performance. As rengoku did a little bow he had placed your friend on his lap nuzzling into her neck to lightly kiss her nape looks like youll be leaving home solo which you're not mad at. After a few more rounds with a few more embarrassing tasks like you having to fish out a dollar from hinatsuru cleavage to having suma give you a hicky which you won't lie you enjoyed as things were calming down to the point that everyone was in their own little world.

Makio still didn't move from her spot on your lap she had leaned back with you in the couch you noticed how comfortable you started feeling it wasn't until you two would then whisper to each other and giggle about things that you realized how relaxed you felt. While in the midst of talking with makio you felt a tap on your shoulder you turned to see your friend who was hand in hand with rengoku as he was on his phone texting "were gonna head down stairs" you waved to her knowing she was probably gonna leave soon "have fun" she then leaned into your ear making sure no one else heard "he said he has a pass for the curtain room" your eyes widen but  before you could say anything your friend was already headed down stairs. What is the deal with that room? Besides the fact that it must be an exclusive thing you didn't notice it until later but everyone even rengoku had those bracelets. Was it like some powerful people cult thing? Oh you hoped not that would mean you'd have to go and save your friend you were already slightly buzzed plus you were sure you couldn't fight that many people you groaned thinking about the endless terrible possibilities makio noticed your sudden change "you ok?" You nodded but then stopped your worrisome thoughts "hey makio" "mhmm" "that bracelet.... is it like a pass or something?" She perked up at your question "something like that, why do you ask?" you cursed yourself hoping you didn't just dig yourself a grave "cause you all have one even rengoku, plus when we were heading up here I saw some groups of people show those bracelets off and then went into that room that's hidden" tengen couldn't help but smirk at your curiosity this must've been your first time here oh this will be fun he thought "well, it's a room yes...but.. well" suma was stumbling over her words trying to figure out a PG way of telling you what's behind the curtain "there's areas in that room, many in fact" tengen announced locking his eyes with you "some where you can be watched, another where you do the watching, then there's one where people can live out fantasies then towards the back theres beds so big at least ten people can fit on one" though slightly vague your curiosity peaked a bit tengen couldn't help but notice this "wanna see?"His question caught you off guard "I'm sorry?" He gestured downstairs "wanna see what's behind the curtain?"

Why did your curiosity get the better of you? why did you open your mouth? You kept asking yourself these questions while waiting in a small line for the curtain room. Hinatsuru noticed your change in demeanor she layer her hand on your shoulder feeling you slightly flinch "hey, its ok if you don't wanna go in hows about we stay out here, we'll go back up to the booth order more drinks or even some food ok? Just the two of us" You slightly calmed down you really didn't wanna damper the mood for everyone plus you've made it this far "no, I'll be ok I am curious and I did bring it up I won't lie i am bit nervous...sorry" she waved you off "no it's ok, this is all new to you" she looked around seeing that no one else was paying attention go you two "I must confess though I was the same when I first came here I was so nervous I made my nose start to bleed" you couldn't help but fund that very cute. To you hinatsuru exudes graceful so to know that she even had moments like nose bleeds due to nerves made you slightly feel better especially since she told you like it was a deep dark secret. You took some deep breathes as you all made your way to the entrance you must remind yourself to repay tengen for your bracelet you for sure know it wasn't cheap considering when you went with him to purchase it there was no discussion of price just tengen pulling out a metal sleek black card that lead to the bracelet aroudn your wrist.

everyone in your group including yourself flashed your bracelets to the bouncer who nodded he unclipped the velvet rope of the entrance as you walked in your nerves started to kick up again which triggered your fight or flight response as if on command Hinatsuru grazed your hand to hold hers "come on I'm right here with you".

Tengen description of what was inside was spot on there were multiple areas with various coming in and out of various rooms. You won't lie this was kinda cool why did you get so nervous just looks like normal rooms as you wondered around like a child in a toy store you saw a room where people were sitting and looking at a window "oh I never took you who was into this" you jumped a bit holding your chest realzing it was only tengen he just smiled at you"im sorry to have scared " you shook your head "you just caught me off guard is all but what is it that you said earlier?"

"Oh that I'm surprised i never took you for someone who into this" he aimed his sights on the room but that confused you "tengen it's just people looking into a window what's there to be into?" He couldn't help but chuckle at your innocence that's right this is your first time "oh my dear it's what's inside the window that's got everyone's attention" you were still confused you would look at the room to then look back at him "why not go see what's inside" he suggested. You walked inside trying your best to not disturb anyone even though whatever it is these people are watching was more interesting then you "oh fuck!" As if time had stopped you paused where you were. You heard that correctly right you swear you weren't that drunk "more! Fuck please more!" your eyes felt like they were gonna pop out of your skull as you made eye contact with what is it everyone was watching you noticed a familiar figure one that had told you earlier theyd be in here with a certain blonde.

Your friend was lost in her own world of pleasure you can tell that the only thing on her mind was the dick drilling into her you saw she was holding onto rengoku while he fucked her mid air you couldn't help hut notice some deep scratches adorning his back which also flexed with every thrust you can hear her moaning her head off damn, whatever rengoku was doing it was driving her crazy. You watched in shock that you didn't even notice the other people surrounding them also having sex some were with one person and some were with multiple partners all in various positions all not caring that people were behind the big window watching them. "Isn't it amazing" tengen had made his way next to you letting you take in the scene in front "not caring that everyone can see them at their most vulnerable fucking like two animalsin heat" while he was talking he had shifted your body to straddle one of his muscular thighs still facing forward watching the various people having sex he leaned forward near your ear, pushing you down so that your clothed cunt was soaking even more due to the pressure his breathe was so hot you couldn't help but whimper "are you enjoying this?" You can hear the slight teasing in his question he moved you hips forward a bit and that caused you to grab onto his wrist he can't really be serious. "you know my wives like to go into that room to play and I must say watching them make love is like seeing someone create a master piece everyone sees the end results but never the process I feel like that's the most interesting part" you shivered a bit fuck why were you getting wet by his words. He could tell you were enjoying this cause once he moved you a bit you eventually started moving on your own. Damn,  you looked sexy like this if he had his phone and your consent he'd wanna record you right now stupid no phones behind the curtain rule. Just a bit more you thought you kept moving your hips trying so hard to hurry up and get off "are you gonna cum soon sweetie" you couldn't hold it in anymore you drenched tengens slacks "awww uzui your pants were gonna need to take them for dry cleaning again" you heard three separate high giggles "is she ok" you met with makio chest in front of your face who for someone reason now seemed to have lost her bra you kept staring at her hard nipples that were peaking through her dress "eyes up here baby you can taste them later if you aren't too tired"

@festive @novaresque @mianavs @aasouthteranoswife @danni-k @bontensucker

#uzui tengen #uzui hinatsuru #uzui makio #uzui suma #demon slayer #demon slayer tengen #suma x reader #hinatsuru x reader #demon slayer makio #makio x reader #uzui tengen x reader

[oblxvion]

— WORKS IN PROGRESS

[last updated: 02/26/2022]

*subject to change as inspiration comes !

— high priority

name tba — (eren jaeger x f!reader)

series; enemies to star-crossed lovers, mafia au!

synopsis: the masquerade; a night where everyone from each family gathers in truce. but soon to be ruined by an unknown adversary. you're soon swept up into a world that you're not ready for; full of lies, jealousy, and working with people who you never thought you could.

status: outline in progress

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name tba — (bartender!eren jaeger x f!reader)

synopsis: tba

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date: tba

beautiful nightmare — (rockstar!katsuki bakugou x f!reader)

synopsis: you meet bakugou at a bar, hitting it off immediately and he hands you a ticket to a concert, telling you to bring a friend. unbeknownst to you, he's part of the hot boy band your best friend has been obsessing over.

status: outlining

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lust or love — (douma x f!reader)

synopsis: you come across douma, and instead of you losing your life, douma decides to take you back to the eternal paradise cult where he will stay fascinated and learn more about you. you on the other hand hate him, hate him for taking you away from the ones you loved but soon later, you begin to feel hot n bothered around him.. why is that?

status: outlining

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— low priority

name tba — (tengen uzui x f!reader)

synopsis: tba

status: n/a

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#in my mind! #eden's.navi

[kny-imagines]

GETTING DRUNK HAS FINALLY PAID OFF

(btw i‘m going by german standards, so anyone +16 is gonna be on this list!)

(AND JUST TO BE CLEAR I‘M NOT ENCOURAGING ENDORSING IN ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES, ESPECIALLY IF YOU‘RE A BABY)

giyuu - the emotional drunk

fuck i was going to make some sort of edgy joke until i remembered that drunk giyuu is an edgy joke himself. dear fucking god, please help him. poor boy is gonna be so emotional and cling to anyone that lets him. kind of like a cat when drunk?? but a really sad cat?? but it’s also cute because he turns into a sentimental affectionate boye.. definitely a lightweight though. that type of drunk who uses the bartender as his personal therapist.

sanemi - the naked drunk

can hold his liquor pretty well, but still not the best drinker. also a very chaotic drunk. his body heat already goes crazy high when he‘s sober, so he basically turns into a human heater on steroids when drunk. rips all his shirt off (and if you‘re lucky or unlucky, depending on your preference, there‘s a good chance you‘ll see him naked). it was confirmed that he leaves his shirt open as a tiddie window to show off his abs, it really shouldn‘t be a big surprise he discards clothing altogether when drunk. there‘s a fine line between him turning into a violent beast or a super handsy pervert, so beware..

shinobu - the angry drunk

definitely a lightweight judging by how small she and her bodymass is. a very angry drunk. do you remember pre kanae‘s death shinobu? yeah. that kinda angry. just lets her emotions go wild and use up all the pent up anger she has. probably the closest to actually murdering someone while drunk out of all the pillars. as her s/o or anyone she holds dear to her heart you still have the best chances of calming her down somehow. also the type to fall asleep pretty quickly once she let all her anger out, so you better carry her home dear reader!

rengoku - the happy drunk

and also the big confidence booster! to be honest, his drunk self doesn‘t differ too much from his usual self... maybe it‘s because he‘s always passionate? is somehow even louder than he usually is. yells compliments and encouragements at anyone he sees. zero shame in dancing around with random people. when it comes to alcohol tolerance he‘s right in the middle!! some drinks to get in the mood and even more to dad dance with everyone~~

uzui - the... not safe for minors drunk

god, forgive me for i have sinned, but how else should i put it than bluntly? yeah, you heard it. he‘s a horny drunk. super handsy and touchy-feely, but will leave you alone when you tell him to - he still has some respect! another strong drinker and a big fan of strong alcoholic beverages. i‘m not gonna say more because this is still a wholesome blog, maybe a little bit questionable at worst, but take my words however you will................

himejima - the „sober“ drunk

how to tell that himejima is drunk? you can‘t. to be fair, he is that kinda drunk that gets super philosophical about life and will talk to anyone who listens (or doesn‘t listen.. doesn‘t matter either way, he mostly just talks to himself), but he‘s already super philosophical when sober so no one notices a difference?? he doesn‘t even get a drunk blush?? what is this magic?? was this part of his intense training?? judging by his physique he‘s definitely not a lightweight. not as strong as mitsuri, but still better than most pillars.

mitsuri - the affectionate drunk

surprisingly the strongest drinker out of all the pillars - her alcohol tolerance is NO JOKE. might also be because she eats a fuck ton of food, so it takes a while for the alcohol to finally hit. once it does, no one is gonna be safe from this cuddle bug!! will pull everyone into a bone-crushing hug and schmooch them! you know those posts about wholesome drunk girls? that‘s her. while her sober self just keeps her loving thoughts towards everyone to herself, her drunk self can‘t stop telling everyone how much she loves them and complimenting them!! very wholesome. very cute. you definitely need a drunk mitsuri in your life.

iguro - the clumsy drunk

another lightweight in this list! his face gets super red when drunk and he starts slurring his words, so you‘ll know when he‘s drunk. needs someone to take care of him because he‘s gonna trip and accidentally fling himself out the window and hurt himself. please please save him from his own self.

muichirou - the good boy

sipped on his apple juice and then went straight to bed like the good boy he is. be like muichirou.

muzan - ???

either super aggressive and annoyed or seductive depending on who he‘s with. (take that however you will-) one of those super classy pretentious drinkers. also the type that drinks and drinks and drinks and then suddenly gets hit by the alcohol all at once. when you‘re lucky enough to catch him in a good mood while he‘s drunk he‘s gonna do a free drinks for everyone!! the closest thing you‘ll ever have to normal interaction with him. he doesn‘t drink to forget, but once he drinks he forgets everything that happened while he was drunk. (probably better for both his sanity and all the people who have witnessed this)

#me writing the uzui part: [sweating] am i allowed to write this much sin #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba imagines #kny giyuu #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kny pillars #tomioka giyuu #kny sanemi #shinazugawa sanemi #kny rengoku #rengoku kyoujurou #kny shinobu #shinobu kouchou #kny uzui #uzui tengen #kny muzan #kny himejima #kny muichirou #duck writes #ive almost met all of those drunks before except sanemi shinobu and muzan #most of my friends are like uzui or rengoku #im a mitsuri drunk i believe... also a rengoku drunk?? #ANYWAYS THIS WAS FUN TO DO BUT I DONT ENCOURAGE DRINKING SO DONT CALL THE COPS ON ME

[milkyybuns]

Will ever get to read a second part of Bartender!Uzui Tengen x Reader? It’s one of my favorites! Really wish to read more.

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I'm glad you enjoyed it!

Tbh most unlikely bc I get off on edging my readers and leaving the ending up to their imaginations ;v

#❥feedback.box #❥anons #if i ever think of a cool way to continue it maybe #but i have 100000 new ideas and i rarely go back to do pt2s #also anon idk if the martini emoji is just for fun or you want to be martini anon lmao #also not that it matters to a self indulgent writer like me but #it didnt really do well as a fic so #law of supply n demand yknow