#demon slayer fanfiction

[kaicubus]

Hidden in the Trees | Karaku

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warnings ✩° : 18+ smut, cunnilingus, a pinch of degrading, mostly praise, demon sex, size difference, overstimulation!receiving, some masochism!receiving, consensual sex, cursing.

pairing ✩° : karaku x fem hashira!reader

premise ✩°  : after escaping the fourth upper moon hantengu, you find yourself running into a forest with what seems to have no exit. with no other way to go, you're forced to face the strangest of the demon clones, the pleasure demon.

word count ✩° : 4.2k

authors note ✩° : yippee another one down!! 2/4 look out for the rest...trying to get them all down in a timely fashion plz bear with me!!

©kaicubus do not steal

part one here!

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Was this the same demon from before? There was no way. The demon standing in front of you looked pleasant. Still, demon like, with thick veins pumping cold blood around his eyes and a plum-like color darkening his under eyes and forehead. What irked you most was that this clearly was one of Hantengu’s clones, but it looked nothing like who you saw before. This one, was attractive, almost, with a much more muscular built and tall stature. Now, he looks like a worthy opponent, all in all which terrifies you. Was he really the same demon who was crawling on the ground before?

You shift your feet into an instinctive kill mode, feet planted firm into the ground below, your movements making crunching noises against the plethora of dry leaves. You gain awareness of all the trees surrounding you two, the green of their lushness flurrying down. It’s an uncanny sort of feeling. For some reason, even when faced with one of the most powerful ranked demons, the setting around you was eerily calm. Not just the way the leaves fall slowly and the wind just barley picks up, but the demon who stands before you seems like he has already won the battle that hasn’t even started yet.

You stare at the green eyed demon with a murderous glint in your eyes and thinly pressed lips, mentally preparing for the worst. But, instead, the worst doesn’t happen. Rather than harvesting your life, you hear a lowly chuckle almost gurgle out of the demon’s throat, paired with a loud thumping noise start to approach you, slow enough to notice the horrible sinking feeling in your gut but too fast for you to do anything about it. With every step closer, the demon’s smile grows, watching as you move backwards right into the thick trunk of a tree.

You look back, then back at him, feeling a cold sweat start to form on your brow, mostly from confusion as to why this demon is so calm. He doesn't even look like a demon, and certainly doesn't look human. With your shoulders square, you back into the tree even more and hold your sword further in front of you, not being able to hide your shakes as the shirtless figure is now standing over you.

As the shadow of the night leak through the thick foliage of the trees above, the dark markings on this clone’s face make him even more spine chilling. He’s so close,

“And you thought I wouldn't catch up. You managed to lose me back there.” The demon speaks, holding his square shoulders up low, almost relaxed like. “I’ve fought humans before, but, I didn't think anyone could ever outrun me. I’m impressed. You have my attention.”

Have his attention? In what world would you ever want his attention? You wanted to scream at him, rip his head off with your bear hands, end this, and go home, but the demon in front of you clearly isn't taking you seriously.

“Is this a game to you?!” Your shoulders tense, anger piquing as you grip onto your sword handle more.

“To me, of course. But to you, it might be a bit more scarier than a game.” The demon in front of you draws his claws up to your chin and raises your face up to his unmatched, demonic height. The dark emerald green color fills your vision and that’s when you finally realize which clone of Hantengu’s he is.

“Karaku.” You mutter under your breath. Karaku, the demon clone who possesses the pleasure emotion of his host. You always thought that out of all the emotions Hantengu could have, pleasure was surely the weirdest one. That said, you didn’t know what you were up against, in fact the thought alone of what pleasure entailed made you nearly weep with all the gruesome feelings imaginable. But you hold your ground.

Karaku smiles slowly at you, his head tilting down and even closer to you, nearly enough to kiss you. Despite what you think, there’s no seemingly malicious bone in his body. Yet at least.

“That’s right. You know who I am. That’s good. Now, could I ask what a demon slayer like you is doing alone? And with no sword, that’s kind of like your whole thing right? You wave around a sword and slice my head off, right?” Karaku shifts his hand onto his face, curling his cold fingers on his cheek, “With no sword...and clearly no ability to actually fight me. You’re useless. Right? That makes this fun.”

You look down at your sword, confused, but suddenly feel a harsh gust of wind blow your way, knocking you off your feet.

There’s only a second from that to the moment where your back hits the ground and your sword is thrown out of your hand. Upon impact, you close your eyes and throw your crossed arms over your face, fear stinging your senses, before you open your eyes again to see the demon directly on top of you. The demonic look in his eyes is enough to make you shriek, just before he lunges down with his mouth open.

With a grunt, you kick the center of his chest, only managing to blow enough air to thrust his charcoal black hair off his shoulders. Your efforts amuse the sick entity, reflecting in a cynical grin accompanied by a squinted smile of the demon. Still, you grit your teeth and continue pushing on his firm, muscular chest. The least you can do is try to survive as long as you can before someone finds you. Surely anyone can recognize you're gone and will come search for you. Right?

“Was that supposed to hurt?” Karaku chuckles hoarsely, “Because it was more pleasant than I expected. Maybe I am stronger than I thought. That’s nice.” His smile deepens. “Don’t you realize how easy it is for me to overpower you, and kill you? I could tear you open, drain your blood, and eat your flesh in seconds. And you think a measly kick can stop me?”

With his hand straddling your ankle, you mentally curse at the undeniable realization that you can’t even get out from his grasp.

“Say, I never caught your name. What was it, hashira?”

Your eyes quickly glance down at his position, how his legs are properly situated between your trembling thighs, ankles quivering at the demon above you, yet he remains calm and stares, waiting for your response.

So you swallow all your anxiety and answer. “Y/n. My name is Y/n.”

“You’ve come to kill me? Right?” Karaku inches closer, revealing his elongated teeth poking out from his warm lips. A chill runs down your spine. He’s already thinking of eating me. “Hey, right?”

“Yes!” You grit your teeth and remind him who has a foot pressed against him, shoving the bottom of your shoe into him harder. Karaku doesn’t pay any mind to it though. He knows you’re trying to gain the upper hand, it’s a game he knows all too well. But he’s tired of fighting, and for once he deserves a break from killing and eating human flesh. Well, not entirely the second one. Being the most relaxed clone of Hantengu, it’s easy for Karaku to analyze situation and step back when he needs to. He feels no sympathy for his victims, yet the experiences they give him fulfill him so much more than any killing could. Even if sometimes he can kill two birds with one stone.

Your eyes dart around his face. You can’t even tell what he’s thinking with such a relaxed expression. But Karaku quickly reaches for the inner side of your ankle and tugs you closer to him.

“You know...” Karaku says, just barley above a whisper, “A hashira shouldn't be so worked up meeting me. Wouldn't wanna worry your pretty head, I’m just a big scary demon is all. I don’t want to hurt you.” His hands skitter up your ankle all the way to your thigh, rubbing methodically in wide circles just to avoid suspicion. With a tainted grin, Karaku’s hand travels up your skirt, pushing the pleated fabric out of the way. Before you can protest or kick him further, it finally clicks in your mind that you had no safety shorts or shorts at all protecting under your skirt. As the demon corps uniform protocol calls for, all you have on is your skirt and your panties underneath, which in this moment serves as a great disadvantage to your dignity.

Quickly, you buckle your knees together, making a quick bucking sound from your kneecaps clashing, followed by a small wince after. This in turn, piques Karaku’s interest and the devilish grin you've grown so fond of returns once again.

“Of all the things...” Karaku says giddily, “Of all the things you choose to protect. That’s, your main concern? What are you hiding from me, puny hashira?”

You feel your throat close. Just as you’d hoped to keep your life by protecting yourself, you’d failed to distract him from possibly the most insignificant worry you had suddenly realized. Now he was intrigued and now there was no way out of his curiosity.

Karaku’s claws move up your skirt further, now not pulling you into his chest, but rather peeling back the fabric akin to selfishly unwrapping a present not meant for him, revealing a pair of tight, white underwear. The best part?

There’s a wet spot smack center in the middle, all for Karaku to see and instantly take notice in. When his eyes dart to your entrance, you feel your soul leave your body. There’s no denying the attraction you’d felt to Karaku before, but you never would’ve guessed that it resulted in this. Still, you hold your breath and stare up at him, knees now separated and your face dripping with sweat. Karaku on the other hand, parts his lips, revealing his elongated canines and a raised brow, perplexed yet interested. He lets out a soft chuckle as his rough hands turn soft with feather like touches around your waist.

“Hm, that’s strange.” Karaku says, eyes widening owlishly with curiosity, “I haven’t even done anything…and yet…” he prods a finger forward and touches lightly on the front of your underwear, pressing down on the darkened wet spot growing larger by the second. You look away shamefully and mumble incoherently under your breath, too embarrassed to look the demon in his green eyes as his smile widens from ear to pointed ear. “You’re wet right here. That means you like me, huh?”

“W-Wait—” You stare helplessly at Karaku rubs his thumb over your clothed pussy, swirling the slick underneath the thin layer of cotton. Instinctively, your hips jerk forward and you find yourself gasping for air, not out of fear, but out of pleasure. It’s strange, but Karaku only smiles, his expression turning almost lovingly as he leans forward and closes the gap between you both. With his lips on yours, you feel his tongue push past your locked teeth and glide right under yours, licking every surface of your mouth.

“Mm! Mhh!” You squeeze your eyes tighter and attempt to grab hold of his wrist, failing in the process and only making the position more intimate as Karaku lowers his position onto you. When he breaks the kiss, it doesn't take long before his hungry and curious lips find another curve of your body to settle on, marking his territory all the way down to your chest, unbuttoning your uniform with his teeth, and to your skirt, where he tears that off too, and finally settling right in between your plush, doughy thighs. All the way, your breathing deepens, skin glowing red at this point, not sure what he’ll do next.

“We don’t need all those anymore, I need to see your lovely figure for me to be satisfied. Doesn’t the air feel nice, Y/n?” The demon strokes your sides with the tip of his claws, tracing lines into your untouched skin. His mind reels at your warmness, the way your blood rushes inside your body, and how he gets to feel and experience it all up close. Emerald green shimmers into your glossy eyes, and his silky, raven hair makes his demonic appearance all the more alluring, especially in such a delirious state.

“M-Mhm...” A breathy whine spills from your throat as soon as you feel his cheek press against the side of your inner thigh, his tongue soon following. You hadn't noticed it before, but now looking at it, you notice how the top of his tongue spells ‘pleasure’ in kanji.

Warm lips press against the side of your inner thigh, prying your legs open for the demon’s viewing, gently spreading your exposed cunt to him more and more. Every bone in your body tells you to stop him and kill him in fear of enjoying this too much, and yet, you watch him discover the most vulnerable part of you up close.

As if he can read your mind, Karaku looks back up to you and smirks, “Aren’t you going to tell me to stop? I don’t sense any displeasure coming from you, puny human, does that mean you want me to keep going?” Karaku says lowly, awaiting your answer.

“N-No...I-I don’t, I don’t want you to stop...” You say without thinking. That was all he needed to continue, and before you could get an understanding of what you just said, Karaku’s mouth finds your entrance and latches onto you very quickly.

You hadn’t even noticed he’d taken off your underwear a while back until you feel the heat of his branded tongue graze on the surface of your cunt, spooking you just a bit before your shoulders soften and your neck loses its structure.

Using his puckered lips, Karaku presses a soft kiss against your entrance, at first lightly. He kisses again, and again, until his welcoming kisses become more passionate and messy, all introductory formality being lost in his simmering curiosity. He’d never ate pussy before, though you could hardly tell, so naturally he’s very attentive to catering to your needs, looking up at you every chance he gets or as soon as he feels you twitch.

“H-Hah...wait just a minute...” You push your palm to his forehead to stop him, but stop instantly as Karaku presses your legs together, resulting in pushing himself further into you. The heated oral muscle greets you again, as well as the head rushing feeling of pure ecstasy. An ecstasy you're too ashamed of admitting you like.

“I’ve never tasted anything like this before.” Karaku says in between licks, “It’s so warm, and pleasant. I can’t help but wonder, isn't there a way to get more wet stuff out of here?” He purrs. Answering his own question, Karaku lowers his head and closes his eyes just enough so that only the tops of his lashes can be seen. You stifle out a struggled moan and shudder, hands curling into your messy clothes beneath you. Karaku continues to greet your dewy folds with his curved tongue, licking down on your sex and gathering up all the slick he can harvest on his tongue.

“A-Agh...W-Why don’t you just k-kill me? That’s far less embarrassing than—thIS!” You throw your head forward shamefully as Karaku’s tongue plunges deeper inside you, almost as if he’s telling you to stop talking. “K-Karaku!” Making a loud slurping noise, the demon pulls away and pants puffs of hot air onto your cunt, admiring the sheer glossiness it now has.

“You taste so good…delicious.” Karaku’s words are muffled as his mouth returns to your heat, pressing his branded tongue flat on your drooling pussy. Even if you tried moving away from him, it was no use. His fingers are practically embedded into your flesh, sharp claw-like fingernails drilling you and nearly drawing blood. You can hardly focus at the pain as Karaku licks bold stripes along your center, occasionally flicking the tip of his tongue faster than anything you’ve felt in your life. There was certainly no way to stop him.

“Karaku!” You whine, hips bucking in every which direction imaginable, “Karaku p-please!” It didn’t matter if you came once, twice, or even three times, with the speed of which he’s going, it’ll be impossible to pry him off your clit. That, and he just doesn’t want to.

“Is the puny hashira begging for me? Me? Oh, that makes me so fucking happy.” Karaku flashes his emerald green eyes back up at you, peeking up from in between your legs. “And I thought I’d never hear the words ‘please’ come out of your mouth. I guess I’ll take ‘p-please’ mh~!” Even though it’s wrong, even if this moment is frowned upon by any sane person, you can’t help but feel butterflies swarm inside the deepest parts of you, reminding you that no other person—or entity for that matter—has made you feel such pleasure. A red hue floods to your cheeks and you lean your head back, unable to withstand more than a seconds of eye contact.

Even just looking at you turned Karaku on. More than he’d like to admit. The sight of your head thrown back, mouth hung open, hair tangled and messy from the previous encounter, and now your ripped black and white uniform hanging off your shoulders, exposing your chest all to him. He relished in it all. Mostly, the feeling of being absolutely buried in your pussy, his nose poking the hood of your clit each ravenous grunt he makes to get closer to you.

Your eyes roll back as Karaku extends his tongue to fully show the kanji that says, ‘pleasure’ and presses it flat against your entrance, making a ‘slop’ sound before ravishing your wetness. Again and again, Karaku slurps at your cunt, using his huge, calloused hands to move your waist and body up and down on his mouth. One wrong move and he would surely scrape his teeth against your sensitive flesh. Unintentionally. Still, that didn't stop you from wiggling closer to him, pushing your wet pussy further into his mouth.

“Just relax,” Karaku giggles, “You like it, huh? Makes you feel good~” He slurs, ears perking up at all the soft whimpers flowing out of you, “Good girl, just like that, open wider for me.”

“H-Hngh! Karaku—NGH!” You groan breathlessly and press your legs together onto the sides of his face. His pointed ears poke into the insides of your thighs and you can’t help but want more of it. There was no way where you would have ever predicted that inhuman features like pointed ears, prodding canine teeth, and horns would ever make you feel anything other than hatred. But Karaku makes you forget it all.

You feel yourself getting hotter as Karaku doesn’t look away from you, the kanji in his eyes burning into yours, not moving an inch since when he started. There was no telling what he was thinking in his head, but the thought of all of it was making your mind go brainlessly numb.

With another bold lick, Karaku flutters his tongue in the pool of your juices, drawing a string of saliva and cum from your entrance and looking at you with a completely feral expression. “You don’t let up, do you?” He chuckles, “C’mere, puny hashira. Be a good human for me and let me taste you again, yeah? You’re so pretty...I can’t help myself, I’m getting so excited.” Karaku hums in amusement.

“Ah, hah, ah! Karaku-uh!” Your cunt continues to pulsate, growing wetter each time he suckles on your folds, wanting so desperately to please you and hear his name fall harder this time from your lips. A hashira, getting fucked out by a demon. Your mind runs rampant. All the sounds you make are practically drowned out by Karaku’s attention on your clit, gradually fucking you on his tongue and nudging his fangs against your velvet entrance, reminding him that you’re not like him and sooner or later you’re going to burst. He smiles at the thought.

A hand flies to his head and bumps into his horns, finally something to grab onto, and you suddenly get a rush of sanity back and cling onto the boney material with all your might. While it’s just to push him back for even just a second, Karaku takes the opportunity to gasp for air, now giving you a chance to look at him in all his clouded glory. His lips are red and shiny from your arousal, mouth slightly open and puffing out a mixture of his own breath and the scent of suffocating sex on his branded tongue. You can tell he’s not thinking of anything else but finding new ways to satisfy you by the hazy look in his eyes. The color almost matches the leaves above. Fitting.

“Karaku, j-just slow down before I—” The words die on your tongue as soon as Karaku pushes back your hold on his horns and dives in between your legs once more.

Like he’s getting high off the taste, his tongue laps again at your sex, squishing your sensitive flesh down with every messy lick he makes.

You begin to wail as Karaku pushes his tongue deeper inside of you, easily finding your sweet spot and abusing it with all his strength and stamina. The warm touch of his tongue along with his now rose-wet lips pressing against your entrance draws out more lewd sounds from you.

Trying to breathe, Karaku doesn’t let up and only continues to swirl his tongue on your soaked cunt, occasionally dipping into your pussy to taste you deeper. “Mm, more more more.” He chants into you. As soon as your knees start to buckle in pure ecstasy, Karaku holds them apart and opens more of your legs to suck more and more, driving you practically insane.

By now, you're too dazed to even realize how much Karaku had done, and how much of a mess you are now. So focused on the acute surges of pleasure running through your body with every little curl of his tongue or slurp of his wet lips on yours. What once was a soft, sheepish voice soon became a high-pitched cry in a matter of seconds. Pleasure rolls through your body with the overwhelming knowledge that you could sense your own high.

It almost doesn't feel real. At the hands, or rather, mouth of a demon, it just doesn't feel right. But it feels too fucking good to ignore. Karaku is completely engulfed in the taste of you, sucking on your clit harder now, with his claws biting into the plushness of your thighs to be closer to him, just to fill the insatiable hunger he possesses. “Karaku!” His name comes out as a warning, trying not to give in, “K-hh! Wait wait wait! Karaku I-N-NGH!” Just then, you jerk your head back, no longer wishing to hold back anymore, and allow his name to run freely, “Karaku! H-Hngh!” When his name leaves your lips, so does all the built up pleasure inside your body, and as if a bolt of lightning stroked inside of you, you feel the rush begin to surge. Keeping his eyes on you, you feel the demon smile widely as he quickens his pace, licking up all the wetness from leaking out of his reach.

“That’s good,” Karaku purrs and kisses your clit, not planning on stopping you from cumming all over his tongue, “Keep going...don’t stop, puny hashira.” When he pulls away, not going too far, you're met with the bitter cold of the night, hips instantly shivering from the loss of his touch.

Coating the inner walls of your thighs, and even trickling down to the fabric of your uniform placed under you, Karaku watches as arousal spills out from you, all from just his tongue. The sticky, almost briney, fluid pools on your pinkish, glistening folds, making your heart leap out of your chest as you gasp in short breaths of air. Karaku laughs at the warmth leaking onto his finger and taps the softness of your clit, amused by the tiny jerks and twitches of you and your hips, trying to ride out the aftermath of your climax. “Ah...ah...ah...” You groan and roll your hips back.

“You’re so pretty, Y/n. I wish you came here sooner. Instead of being a demon hunter, you could’ve came here to me and I’d eat this pussy out all the time.” He says, cupping the outside of your thigh. “Wouldn't that be nice...being here with me, right?” He flashes a curious look at you, to which you can’t help but look away in shame anymore. His nose, lips, and chin are all soaked in your juices, and even if he doesn’t seem to mind and even likes it, you can’t shake the feeling that he was able to do so much for you.

Your heavy lidded eyes look up at him, panting uncontrollably, “Karaku...I’m so tired...” your words make the demon freeze, but very quickly turn into a wide smile. He does his best to lick all the cum off his face, even using his fingers to suck off your arousal, laughing a bit at your blissed out expression. Instead of leaving you behind, Karaku sits up with you in his arms, planting a tender kiss on your forehead before leaving your clothes in the dirt.

“Come on, don’t fall asleep now. We still have much to do, puny hashira. I can’t wait to experience new things with you.”

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TENGEN UZUI X WIVES X PREGNANT!READER !!

Cake!

Notes: s/n means 'sons name'

"Don't you dare move a muscle (name)!" Tengen, your husband called. He has been keeping his eyes on you for the past 8 months, especially since you were expecting in a few days. You didn't cook like you always did with hinatsuru, your co-wife, and cooking for others seemed like it was her and your kinda thing.

Hinatsuru told you to lay down and not to stand to hurt your 'poor legs.'

"Hina, what are you making for dinner? Im kinda cravin- argh-" "(name), are you okay?" "(NAME)!" your co-wife called you in alarm, suma, asking if you were okay, even though it was painfully obvious that you were indeed not okay since your hand was gripping on tightly onto the couch and sweat dripping down your temple.

"I'll call tengen! TENGEN!!!" suma screamed, but then got hit on the head by your co-wife, makio, and told her to stop yelling and to just go get him. Tengen, his presence known as the 'Sound Hashira/Pillar' had heard your grunt of pain from a mile away and has been running down the stairs quickly.

"U-uhm guys? I-I think.." you stammered. It was happening. You were gonna give birth to you, tengen and your wives baby. Tengen put his arms under your legs and his other arm on your back. "Girls, I have to take her to the butterfly estate, quickly." He said, his voice wavering in slight worry for what your about to go through. He sent his flashy, fast, and serious crow to the butterfly estate, notifying his presence. He was deadly fast, almost flying to the estate.

"Tengen!" You groaned. "Yes yes I know my dear, we're almost there, just a minute and then we'll be there!" He said, his legs moving faster than he's ever did before. He stayed true to his word because you two did arrive less then a minute later, the doors slammed open, shinobu's lavender eyes searching for something, and that something is you and tengen. As soon as she saw you, she called the other nurses working there and they rushed into the room they prepared for you. The pain was bad, you were groaning non stop, and tengen hated seeing you in pain. He'd do anything to spare you some pain.

He bit his lip nervously, they took you out of his arms and laid you down onto the bed. You clutched tengens hand tightly, slightly prepared for what's about to happen.

"Just a few more pushes (name)!" Shinobu said, it was so overwhelming for you. You yelled, screamed out in pain. "Push (name)! You can do it!" "You can do it honey! Just keep going!" All the yelling stopped and for a second, it was quiet. But the silence ended with a baby crying loudly. You groaned out in relief.

"It's a... boy!" Shinobu announced, everyone cheered in the room while you mentally cheered, too exhausted to even speak, nevermind a cheer. "I'll go wash him now and give you some time alone." She said, smiling eith her eyes closed. You two nodded before all the nurses left the room, one asking if you needed anything just to call.

You were exhausted, but you opened your eyes again and looked at tengen, his face showed love. His eyes glimmered with tears, his mouth pointing upwards showing his gorgeous white teeth. His thumb gliding over your knuckles softly. His fuchsia eyes looking- no, admiring your face. He took his other hand and wiped away your tears.

"You did amazing, my love." He mumbled, which made you have a silly smile on your face. Shinobu came back with your baby washed, him sleeping soundly. You softly gasped at the small baby, although you never seen him until now, you've always loved him. And your sure you and tengen and your co wives do too.

Talking about them, someone knocked on the door three heads popping out of the door once tengen said that they could come in.

"(Name)!!!!" Suma cried, your sure she cried more tears then you did. Makio slapped her arm and she yelped and ran to tengen. Hinatsuru calmly walked over to you and sat on the edge of the bed, her violet eyes filling with tears once she saw him. The sight of you in a hospital gown (don't ask me how you got in it) and the newborn in your arms just made her tear up. Suma and Makio walked over to you and also took in the sight. Suma tried to hold in her cries while makio teared up. Suma laid down next to you cuddling to your side.

"Tengen." "Yes my dear? Do you need anything?" Tengen got up, ready to go out and ask the nurse to whatever you wished.

"Do you wanna hold him first?" That question shocked him, it made his legs weak. He nodded firmly before taking his trembling legs and over to you where you were lying. Your wives had moved out of the way, watching the most important moment of their lives happening before them. Tengen reached his arms out, and you placed your son into his arms. He brought him over more closer to him.

"Hey little guy.." He cooed. "So this is the little troublemaker that has been making my wife distressed huh?" He scolded in a whisper way. He looked up at his wives, they already knowing what they mean. Hinatsuru was first, he placed him into her arms, and he started waking up.

"Hes got your eyes, tengen." Hinatsuru mumbled and Tengen grinned. "Well of course, he's my boy after all." he bragged and you laughed. Tengen looked over at you. Suma was next, and she cooed and cooed over him. "Awhhh!! Just look how big and adorable his eyes look! Kyaa!!" She squealed. And last but not least, was makio. He started playing with her fingers. Suma was beside her and looking closely at his face. Big mistake. He then poked her eye with his small finger, making suma recoil. "I like him!" Makio grinned, and suma sulked.

Then tengen looked over at you. "Dear, you should rest, your exhausted." He mumbled and kissed the side of your head. You nodded before drifting off into a deep slumber.

TIMESKIP!

Your son, s/n, was 2 years old today, so you and your wives started decorating the house before tengen and your son came back. Hinatsuru was a few months pregnant, so she couldn't do much, but you and your wives were still very appreciative of her effort.

The plan was that tengen would take s/n out in the town and do some fun stuff with him for a few hours and then you and your co wives would decorate and make the cake.

"oi! Suma! Your doing that wrong dumby! You aren't supposed to put that in yet!" Makio scolded suma and hit her on the head, which made suma cry out in pain. "Ladies, please stop yelling, hina is sleeping." You said, you took the role of hinatsuru on trying to get them to stop messing.

Suma clutched onto your arm. "(Name) (name) (name)!!!! MAKIO'S BULLING ME!!" she squealed. You just patted her head and told them that the cake needed to be in the oven now. You and makio started decorating the cake while suma did some touches to the house decoration.

You heard some ringing, sort of like beads clashing together. But to your relief, it wasn't tengen, it was his crow. "Message from tengen uzui! Ahem.. I am on my way home with s/n! I know as soon as I enter our flashy home, it's gonna be even flashier! S/n is very excited!" The crow read aloud. As soon as you heard that he's coming home, your mind started a small panic and you rushed into making the writing for the cake.

The front door opened. And s/n looked about in darkness and hung onto tengens neck. Tengen entered the kitchen and turned on the lights, and him and s/n got a fright because you, suma, makio and hinatsuru were hiding behind the counter. Makio and you laughed at their reaction.

"Yayayayaya! This cake is delicious! I love cake, I love cake, I love cake.." suma sang and it seemed like s/n seemed to catch on because..

"Cake!" He squealed. Silence. You all stared at him in shock. "C..Cake?" You mumbled and teared up. You then rook s/n to your side and started smiling as teared rolled down goir cheeks. "He said his first word! He said it!" You weeped. You were happy but then a tad bit sad that he didn't say mama first.

S/n smiled and giggled. "Cake Cake cake cake cake!" He ranted and you all laughed. Tengen went close to your ear. "Wanna make another one?" He whispered silently and grinned, making you all red. "OI I HEARD THAT!" suma and makio screamed. "Hey hey hey! I was joking!" But was he really? He glanced over at you and winked, yep, he definitely was not joking.

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[leakyweep]

Being Pregnant with Rengoku’s Baby Headcanons <3

So, Rengoku is already very protective and passionate when it comes to you. 

Being pregnant makes it about 10,000 times worse.

Every morning, he’s up before the sun, waiting for you to wake up from your morning sickness. He puts a cushion where your knees go in front of the toilet, patting and rubbing your back softly and whispering,

“It’s okay, love. Let it out. I’m here for you.”

He already has tea and a warm blanket ready for you as you head back to bed. 

Before you can even ask him for things, he’s there. It’s honestly kinda scary and you think he may have ESP. There’s no way he knew your cravings that well... but he did. This man is very intelligent, and a trained demon slayer. He can come back with what you wanted to eat quicker than you could say his name. 

As you move further along and start to voice your anxieties about birth, he’s instantly holding you, stroking your hair, listening to everything you have to say with earnest. He always says the kindest things.

“I may not know what it will feel like, my darling, but I promise i will listen to everything you say and be here for you any way I can. That is my duty as a husband, and my desire as your soulmate.”

You instantly start crying from hormones as he smiles softly, continuing to hold you and whisper sweet things in your ear. 

At night, he helps your aching back by holding up your belly for a few minutes at a time. He also LOVES LOVES LOVES talking to his baby through your belly. IT’S SO CUTE.

He contemplates everything about the baby with you, whether it be their personality or their looks. He knows they will be as beautiful as you, he assures you every time. 

“Perhaps my ancestors will pass down my fiery hair..!” You two laugh, promising to let your child eat as much spicy shrimp tempura as they want. 

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[animekpopsimp]

The Upper Moons With A Demon Child Reader (Platonic)

Kokushibo

Kokushibo often doesn't interact with any other demons, as long as they're useful to Muzan

But when it comes to you, he does take a slight interest in you

He tells himself it's just because you're so young, even younger than Daki

But deep down, he starts to have a weird feeling inside of him

He finds himself spending more time with you, and the other upper moons start to notice as well

Kokushibo doesn't say much, but he silently grows fond of you, no that he would ever admit that out loud

He'll offer to train with you on occasion, which he secretly enjoys

You grow fond of him, seeing him as a father figure

He even believes that you could become an upper moon someday

Douma

When he first meets you, Douma is very enthusiastic

He acts very childishly most of the time, but around you, it's ten times worse

He quickly befriends you, often taking you to his domain

He'll even share food with you, saying you're so cute that you deserve it

He kind of treats you as a younger sibling, and though you're weary of him at first you slowly grow close to him

He encourages you to get stronger, excited to see you become an upper moon like him

Douma keeps a close eye on you when he can, and though he won't say it out loud, he is worried about your safety

He's even killed demon slayers who had been targeting you once without you noticing

He may be eccentric, but Dauma genuinely wants to see you excel

Akaza

Akaza is surprised to meet you

He knew Daki was young when she became a demon, but you were even younger

You instantly take a liking to him, and he does as well

He likes to fight, and you love sparing with him as well

He kind of adopts you as his younger sister

He and Douma often fight over who gets to spend time with you, which only makes Akaza like him less

He tries to get you to stay away from Douma, but can't really stop you most of the time

Akaza always encourages you to grow stronger

He's very sweet around you

Gyutaro/Daki

Daki finds you adorable

She finds herself wanting to protect you like her brother does for her

She'll sit with you and do your hair and makeup, she just loves spending time with you

Gyutaro is hesitant at first, but he grows close to you with encouragement from his sister

They both feel the need to protect you since you remind them of themselves when they were younger

You often visit the entertainment district to spend time with them

Daki will even share food with you

They basically adopt you as part of their family

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[your-local-baguette]

Funny moments as sanemi's wife

Warnings: not proofread, cursing and more. Fem!reader, proceed at your own risk. Sexual reference

Your daughter was sitting on your lap while sanemi was sitting next to you. The other hashiras conversing, a high pitched voice suddenly interrupted the conversation " mommy, what's a hooker ?" Everybody froze, your five year old looked up at you curiously. You looked at your husband with a forced smile. He side-eyed you "what ?" Your eye twitched "you're not safe when we're getting home" he looked at you "as if you could hurt me-" "don't play with fire shinaguzawa"

'shit' sanemi said in his head, if you calling him sanemi is bad then shinaguzawa....

He swore to never provoke you ever again.

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You felt a palm on your butt, your head made a slow turn towards your husband who gave it a slap. You blinked slowly at him, you didn't even have the ghost of a smile on your face. You flipped him off and walked away.

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You started coughing a little "my throat is sore.." you in said a quiet voice. Sanemi glanced at you "sucked my dick too much last night ?" Your mouth was slightly agape, while some other hashira were looking (muichiro isn't here) the ghost of a smirk was quick to disappear from your face. "Weren't you moaning like a bitch last night ?" The conversation ended and sanemi was grumpy at you the rest of the day. "Get a taste of your own medicine" you said rolling your eyes playfully.

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I'm back in my demon slayer phase lol.

If you want more crack like this you can always suggest scenarios.

Love u byye!

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[plvuii]

Witty banter with Muichiro 

Muichiro and you engage in a verbal battle before diving into daily training.

Muichiro was leaning against a tree, waiting, when his eyes latched onto the approaching figure. Right on time, he thought. A playful smirk played on his lips as he started to greet you: "Well, well, look who it is. Are you here to grace me with your presence today?"

You matched his playful tone, smirking in response. "Oh, I see someone's in a confident mood today. Should I be flattered?"

Raising an eyebrow, Muichiro remarked, "Flattery doesn't suit you, but I must admit, you do have a certain charm about you."

You took a step closer, your voice dripping with teasing allure. "Is that so? Maybe I should use my charm to distract you in our training session."

Muichiro's smirk grew wider. "Oh, is that your strategy now? Trying to throw me off balance?"

Undeterred, you leaned in, your voice low and seductive. "Well, it wouldn't be fair if I didn't use every advantage I have, would it?"

Closing the distance, Muichiro leaned in, their faces mere inches apart. "Advantage or not, I have a feeling you'll be the one getting distracted."

You met his challenge with a playful glint in your eyes. "We'll see about that, Tokito. I can be quite focused when I want to be."

Muichiro's laughed, eyes sparkling. "I look forward to finding out, my dear."

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[system-to-the-madness]

Cherry Blossom Naps 🌸 Tomioka Giyū x Reader

Pairing: Tomioka Giyū x Reader (can be read as any gender, no pronouns used) Genre: fluff Word Count: 1 626 Summary: after a a night of fighting demons, you and Tomioka find shelter

Sakura Festival Masterlist - Masterlist

Freezing cold rain dripped into your face, feeling like a thousand needles pricking your skin and blurring your vision. Your clothes were drenched, not just from the cold spring rain, but also sweat from the battle you had fought in the night. Now, through thick covers of rain heavy clouds, the sky began brightening, announcing the sunrise to not be long away.

"Over here!"

Your companion's voice carried over the drumming rain, and lifting your gaze, you found Tomioka heading straight to what looked like an abandoned shed. Well, less a shed than a roof held up by four wooden beams, but considering it was only raining and not storming, it should be enough for now. A sigh of relief brushed past your lips at the prospect of shelter, and quickly you hurried after the fellow demon slayer.

By the time you stepped underneath the roof, he had already thrown off his haori and crouched down beside an old fireplace in the middle of the area.

"The wood's dry," he mumbled, his voice filled with silent surprise. Indeed, the shelter seemed in surprisingly good shape. The roof wasn’t leaking and a stack of wood close to the fireplace seemed old but completely untouched by the weather.

Walking past the fireplace, you glanced out from underneath the roof at the other side. Before you opened a small garden, a stretch of grass, sprinkled with blooming cherry trees. Their blossoms seemed to glow in the twilight of the approaching morning, the rain glittering on their leaves like stars.

"What's wrong?" Tomioka had noticed you freezing at the edge of the small room, and alarmed, he quickly came up behind you, his hand already on the handle of his katana.

"It's beautiful," you breathed, momentarily even forgetting how cold you were.

Tomioka only hummed in agreement before turning back around, slightly annoyed to have been disturbed by such an unimportant thing as trees.

"Let's get a fire going," he mumbled instead, leaving you standing. You watched the rain tear at the petals another few moments before you pulled away from the sight and helped Tomioka with the fire.

It didn’t take you long to get the fire to a good size, not so big as that it would eat up unnecessarily big amounts of wood, but still big enough to warm you up and dry your haoris, which you had hung up on long sticks by the fire.

You had sat down a while ago, a safe distance away from Tomioka, your eyes fixed on the cherry trees in the rain, while you let your mind wander. It had not been the first time that you had been sent out on a mission with him, but somehow it felt as if your relationship was shifting with each time you met. It would have been a lie to claim you were not curious about the quiet Demon Slayer… although curious might be a strange word to use. Interested in him? Maybe… attracted even?

You shook your head slightly, watching as the pouring rain turned into a slight drizzle. It was foolish to think about him this way. Not only because he was a demon slayer and he faced death in the form of sharp demon teeth and long claws each night. Tomioka was one of the most skilled demon slayers you knew. You didn’t doubt he would survive for a long time. It was more because, well, because he was Tomioka. You had never met anyone else who was as quiet and grumpy as him. Holding conversations with him was hard since he hardly talked more than one or two sentences in one go. But the few times when he had, your conversations had stretched several hours, making you admire the young man even more than before. While his quietness caused other demon slayers to make fun of him and even mock him, you had been lucky to have gotten more insight into his character by now, understanding that inside he was angry and sad at and about the world. You wished you could help him, make him feel better somehow, but unless he let you in, which he hardly ever did, there was only so much you could do. And if he didn’t want to let you in, how was there ever to be a relationship other than that of work colleagues between you?

A tickling at the side of your face alarmed you to the fact that someone – Tomioka – was staring at you. Resisting the urge to turn to him, you kept your eyes focused on the trees. The clouds were still not finished with the downpour, although they had reduced it to a fine spray of morning rain, and a soft breeze had picked up, breaking them apart so the first beams of light could flicker through. It bounced off the rain drops on the pink petals of the cherry blossoms, looking like a thousand crystals glimmering in the light. You smiled at the sight, continuing to ignore Tomioka’s insistent staring. If each night fighting gruesome demons could end in a peaceful scenery like the one before you now… you certainly wouldn’t complain.

The fire flickered a little, and at your side Tomioka moved to grab his haori before he added more wood to the fire, making it lick up higher into the air as you continued watching the garden. The spray of rain continued, but the ground seemed to warm up, as soft white fog began lifting off the grass blades. It wasn’t hard to imagine a wood god, or a tree spirit to walk through the thin fog now, their paws glimmering with raindrops but still leaving no traces in the grass.

You startled as suddenly something touched your shoulder. Irritated you looked up to find Tomioka had grabbed your sleeve softly between his thumb and index finger. When your eyes met his ocean blue ones, he gently tucked at the fabric, making you furrow your brows. It was careful motion, as he tucked again, no force put into it, rather an invitation. Following it, you scooted a little closer to him, and closer again, when he kept tucking, until you were sitting side by side with him, close enough for your legs to touch.

Wordlessly he wrapped his haori first over your shoulders, then over his, the fabric barely big enough for both of you to fit. It had already dried next to the fire and only when you had sat for a few minutes, uncertain what to make of that sudden display of intimacy, you realized how cold you had gotten from the rain, and how nice the haori warmed you. But what was even warmer than the Haori, was Tomioka by your side. He felt almost like a living furnace as he sat still, almost stiffly by your side. You wanted to look over to him, wanted to see his expression, but something stopped you. Instead, you looked out over the garden again, trying to commit the sight of the beautiful blooming trees to your memory.

You were not sure when it had happened, but you startled when you felt your head lull to the side. Had you dozed off? Taking a deep breath, you were trying to sit up straight again, when suddenly Tomioka reached his hand up, gently guiding your head to rest against his shoulder, where you almost would have rested it before waking up again.

“You need to rest,” he whispered, his voice sounding deep and soothing from where it rumbled in his chest. “Sleep a little.”

You let him pull your head against his shoulder, feeling the stubborn hair of his tickle your face, which refused to be bound back by his hairband. Reaching up you brushed it aside enough to not be disturbed by it anymore before closing your eyes again. You had always struggled falling asleep in the company of other slayers, but something about Tomioka made it almost too easy to doze off. Maybe because you trusted him. You had almost fallen asleep again when a sudden thought stirred you back awake.

“Tomioka?”

He hummed to signal you that he was listening.

“Why are you doing this?”

He was quiet for a moment, hesitating to answer as if he were scared to get reprimanded, but then he said: “Because I’m not good with words. And I don’t know how else to show I care about you.”

Not opening your eyes, you furrowed your brows. “Why would you care about me?”

“’cause I like you. I hope that’s okay.”

His words didn’t fully process in your sleepy mind. Or maybe they did, they just didn’t trigger the same excited reaction they would have triggered had you been fully awake.

“Hm,” you hummed in response, “I like you too.”

And before Giyū could sort his thoughts out to answer to that sudden confession, your breaths were evening out and you had fallen asleep.

Giyū carefully turned his head, stealing a glance at your face and tucked his haori in place over your shoulders before he carefully rested his cheek against your hair. So you liked him too, huh? It felt like this was the first good news in a long time. It also meant you’d have to talk about this in more detail as soon as both of you were awake enough to do so. Maybe he’d finally find a way to convey his feelings to you then, like he had wanted to do for so long already. Giyū suppressed a yawn, and smiled to himself, taking a last glance at the cherry blossoms in the garden before he too closed his eyes and fell asleep to the feeling of you safely resting on his shoulder.

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[demon-slayer-chaos]

so

uhm

uh

akaza yandere?

but like

obsessive yandere?

like?

really obsessive yandere?

ruh roh?

oopsies?

*doesn't have to be pure minded either 🧍🏻‍♀️*

"A Demons Love" Yandere!Akaza x reader.

Hehehe I finally got off my ass and wrote this after it sitting in my drafts for literally a whole year.

Triggers: Yandere Themes, obsession, kidnapping, Akaza low key is out of character ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITING HIM LEAVE ME ALONE 😭. I DON'T CONDONE ANY OF THESE ACTIONS THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION.

Characters in this: Akaza

Requested: Yes

🔓 Requests are closed as of now🔓

Link to rules

Masterlist coming soon...

🏮- Oh dear, poor you. Dealing with an upper moon? How unfortunate.

🏮- Akaza's obsession started when he saw you taking a lonely night walk near your house. He wasn't out to kill anyone, he originally intended to just enjoy the moons light and the gentle nighttime breeze. Then he saw you.

🏮- He saw your figure and got interested, he started watching you out of curiosity. He knew that most humans wouldn't take a random walk at night, people weren't stupid, they knew demons existed. So it was an uncommon sight.

🏮- Before long, he felt a deep longing for a connection he has never experienced before. He knew he had a past love, but nobody had struct him as hard as you did. Seeing your beautiful hair seemed to always be shining in the moonlight, the way your eyes stood out, something about you hoping first sight made the upper moon fall hard.

🏮- His desire for closeness and attachment leads him down a dark path.

🏮- Despite his twisted feelings, Akaza maintains a facade of respect and courtesy towards you. He believes that treating you with kindness will make you reciprocate his affections.

🏮- His nightly watches soon became small talk between the two of you, which soon became conversations, eventually the two of you befriended each other. You weren't scared of him, and he wasn't going to harm you.

🏮- The two of you took regular walk, and you found out more about each other. Akaza always remembered these conversations, especially with little details.

🏮- One night you talk about your favorite flowers, the next morning you have them at your door step. One night you mention your favorite food? It's in your kitchen that morning, freshly made. Have a book you've been eyeing recently at a shop? You have it now. All because of him

🏮-This friendship comes at a cost however, Akaza becomes possessive and jealous, unable to bear the thought of anyone else having even the slightest influence on you. Only he should be able to see that gorgeous smile, or hear that beautiful laugh!

🏮- This possessiveness may manifest in subtle ways, such as monitoring your activities or keeping tabs on your relationships.

🏮- He struggles with his internal conflict between his violent tendencies and his desire to keep you safe. His actions might range from intense outbursts of rage to tender moments of care and protection. But he'd never show that side to you.

He waited so patiently every night to see you, what was taking so long?

The moonlight bathed the quiet courtyard, casting eerie shadows upon the stone walls. Akaza's eyes scanned around in the dark, waiting for you. Searching like a hunter finding it's prey, except there was no malicious intentions with him. He simply wanted to go on his nightly walk with you once more, it was a habit he squeezed into his schedule after god knows how long. He had a plead and beg for Muzan to allow a bit of free time for him to enjoy with you. Normally if you didn't feel good or an emergency happened he wouldn't be upset about missing such a small activity, if anything he'd still find you and watch over you. But tonight nothing changed, except your presence was absent.

He waited patiently for you in the dark, he was slowly getting more and more upset. Were you skipping out on the walk? He didn't know, until his eyes fixated upon you, his object of obsession, as you went about your evening routine. He saw your figure with a few others walking down the same path the two of you take every night.

Your gentle laughter echoed through the night air as you conversed with a group of friends. Akaza's heart skipped a beat, a twinge of jealousy piercing his chest. How dare they bask in your light, sharing the joy that should be his alone? He felt his nails digging into his palms as he watched, seeing that you went out with friends. Normally he'd know about such an event and wouldn't care too much, but it was clearly last minute.

As the night deepened, the group dispersed, leaving you alone in the tranquil courtyard. Akaza seized the opportunity, emerging from the shadows with a smile carefully painted across his face. His voice, though soft and gentle, carried a subtle undercurrent of possession.

"Ah, my dearest," he murmured, stepping forward, his eyes ablaze with fervent adoration. "How fortunate I am to witness your radiance under the moon's embrace."

You turned to face him, surprise flickering across your features. The unfamiliar intensity in his gaze momentarily gave you pause, but you dismissed it as a trick of the moonlight. "Akaza, you startled me," you said, offering a small smile.

"Forgive me, my love," he replied, his voice tinged with a blend of remorse and delight. "I couldn't resist the urge to be near you, to inhale the sweet fragrance of your existence." Akaza's words dripped with an unnerving possessiveness, yet his demeanor remained oddly respectful. He stepped closer, his presence enveloping you, suffocating yet comforting. A predatory glimmer danced in his eyes, his obsession transparent. He then gently, yet tightly grabbed your wrist, pulling you into his chest.

"Your laughter, your every breath—it belongs to me," he whispered, his voice dripping with longing and madness. "No one else can understand your worth, your essence, as deeply as I do."

As the fear trickled down your spine, you took a step back, a cautious glimmer in your eyes. "Akaza, you're scaring me," you spoke softly, attempting to reason with the man who stood before you, his desire veering dangerously into obsession.

A twisted smile curved Akaza's lips as he raised a hand, his fingers gently caressing your cheek. "Oh, my dear, do not fear. I am merely taking what rightfully belongs to me," he declared, his voice laced with a chilling conviction. Before you could react, a sudden surge of strength coursed through his body, his hand swiftly closing around your wrist. Panic flooded your senses as you realized you were unable to break free from his grasp, his supernatural strength overpowering your every attempt.

As you struggled, your heart pounded against your ribcage, the realization of your predicament sinking in. Akaza, the one you once considered a friend, had crossed the threshold of obsession, becoming a captor of your very being. With a smooth, calculated motion, Akaza pulled you closer, his grip unyielding. "My love, I cannot bear the thought of you being apart from me any longer."

A twisted, feverish gleam filled Akaza's eyes as he whispered, his voice a chilling mix of possessiveness and delusion. "In my arms, you shall remain forever, my precious treasure. No one else shall have you. No one else deserves you."

Terror surged through your veins as you realized the depth of Akaza's obsession, his determination to keep you confined to his twisted world. You fought against his hold, desperate for freedom, but his grip only tightened, his fingers digging into your skin. With a sharp, predatory grin, Akaza hoisted you over his shoulder effortlessly, your struggles rendered futile against his supernatural strength. He carried you away, his steps quick and purposeful, leaving the moonlit courtyard and venturing into the depths of the night.

Your voice trembled as you pleaded with him, your words laced with desperation. "Akaza, please... Let me go. This isn't love. This is captivity."

Akaza's laughter echoed through the empty streets, a chilling melody that sent shivers down your spine. "Love, my dearest, is a fickle thing. It can be gentle, yes, but it can also be possessive and consuming. I am consumed by my love for you, and I shall protect you from the world that seeks to take you away."

As he carried you further into the shadows, your heart sank. You were trapped, at the mercy of a demon's warped affection. The world outside grew distant, and the future appeared bleak. In the depths of Akaza's twisted love, you could only hope for a sliver of light to guide you back to freedom.

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[kittencomicslol]

!Upper moon reader x !Human Gyutaro headcannons

RAHHH MY FIRST THINGY!!

Requested by @be-wildering , I hope you like it!!

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Notes

I know the word ‘obsessive’ can sometimes be correlated with yanderes or something toxic (which I don’t write) but I’m just gonna snag it as the whole overly protective and very concerned reader. Obsessive habits n stuff to make sure he’s okay but nothing that’s actually toxic or gross 👍🧈

Also sorry I had no idea how to specify the reader was an upper moon and not just a demon in most of the writing because Gyutaro didn’t really know anything about demon hierarchies when he was human so whoppsiies

Also I know the whole ‘oh well demon killing someone for their lover is technically yandere’ but in this context I think it makes more sense and it’s fine, especially considering Gyutaro does the same thing to people who get in his way. My writing I can do what I want; not like the reader is killing Gyutaros loved ones, just annoying humans who are making him struggle. No plot was specified so I tried to work up something. It’s not perfect, But what the hell. Also, Ume mentions; love Ume she’s so cute ❤️❤️

TWS!!

-Mentions of gore (duhh demon reader DUHH)

•Gyutaro was always a crude man, only caring for his little sister.

•Nobody wanted to interact with him, and the feeling was mutual

•His work as a debt collector got dirty, and it wasn’t a long shot to say that Gyutaro had killed a few people. Due to this he wasn’t to startled by gore or murder

•Except for the night he met you

•One of his ‘clients’ hadn’t been meeting up at planned times and didn’t pay up. Gyutaro was gonna go collect his debt and do what he did best

•But when he broke into the man’s house and found you on top of him eating what remained after you mauled his body, Gyutaro felt like he was about to pass out.

•You had been hungry; you just wanted a snack. You didn’t expect to have another human walk in.

•You considered eating or killing him, but looking at how skinny he was and the poor condition he lived in you felt pity instead.

•You were a demon but you don’t hate humans. You just didn’t really care for them.

•But something about Gyutaro interested you. The way he lived in constant struggle, his strange deformed body, those little birthmarks.. it was just something you had never seen before.

•You weren’t just gonna let him stand there though.

• ‘What are you doing here?’ You asked firmly as you looked back at the disheveled man that stood before you in shock. He quickly responded; visibly fearful of your presence. He had seen many strong people before, he had hurt many people before. Some people considered him fearless. But seeing a demon in front of him was too much. ‘I— I work as a debt collector, man.. I came here to collect my fair share of this old man’s money..’ he responded, though his voice was shaky and he was clearly startled. ‘Hm..’ you pondered for a moment. You usually didn’t take interest in humans but this man in particular you were rather interested in. You looked over the man’s ripped up body, looking in his pockets yet finding no money on him. You let out a little huff and turned back to the man standing before you, licking the blood off of your lips. ‘He doesn’t have any on him. You’ll need to go look around the house. Just don’t interrupt me.’

•You didn’t need to tell him twice.

•Before he left he paused. He didn’t ever say thank you but, you had technically just gotten him more money then he was gonna get.. and even though you were a demon you didn’t kill him. He figured he should thank you. So he did.

•It wouldn’t be the last time you ran into him. Yoshiwara was an easy place to hunt. A lot of rich humans usually went on trips that required them to walk through the dirty poor streets of the Rashomon riverbank. And while they were there they had nobody left to protect them; no big city surrounding them that would cause a demon to hesitate on an attack.

•Over time you and Gyutaro ran into each other frequently. He wasn’t a threat; and he clearly wasn’t reporting you to demon slayers. So you grew rather fond of the man.

•You would give him little things the humans you killed had, such as cleaner clothes, food, and especially money. He appreciated it.

•It was odd to him. The fact a demon; a creature that was fueled off of hate and violence was kinder to him than his own kind. But he wasn’t one to complain about it.

•At first he was annoyed; finding your charity to be a form of pity. He hated being looked down on, he could look after himself. But he wasn’t stupid.

•Getting mad at and arguing with a man eating demons because they were helping instead of eating you? Yea no thanks. He stuck with doing his best to be polite.

•He didn’t want to die; he had to live. He needed to take care and provide for Ume. That was his goal; that was his job. And if leeching off of a demon was how he did it, then so be it.

•You two began to start chatting instead of just having this weird transaction. Afterall you two had known each other a year by now.

•Gyutaro sort of trusted you. He was still worried this was some form of manipulation and you were gonna end up hurting him or Ume. But you never did.. not even after a year. So he was willing to be more open.

•He would explain what he needed sometimes; he would rant as well. His rants were quite often. About how people should be more grateful for what they have and how most humans were horrible.

•You found his passion about the topic endearing; and you found his love for Ume adorable.

•And you made sure damn well he knew how much you liked him. It was rambling sometimes; and Gyutato didn’t believe it at first. But even when he didn’t express his feelings he really did cherish it.

•You made sure other demons left Gyutaro and his sister alone.

•Most demons knew you were an upper moon and respected your wishes without question, but if one was too cocky you had no quarrels with finding a way to ensure they would get burnt to a crisp in the sun

•Of course Gyutaro sometimes hadd issues with rude people or clients; but thankfully they either all went missing or for some reason became much more willing to work with him.

•He thinks he knows why. Not like he actually really cared. If he found out you were the reason; he would thank you. It’s not like he cared about other humans anyways.

•You never offered to turn him into a demon because you knew his loyalties remained with his little sister. You respected him so you wouldn’t tear him away from her.

•What started to make him like you even more was when you gave gifts for Ume as well.

•Ume loved you. At first she was obviously terrified, hiding behind her big brother and crying. But over time you grew on her.

•You gave her gifts and helped her big brother. Even if you were scary; Gyutaro explained the situation.

•Ume's entire world was based on Gyutaro and she trusted him with her life. So she trusted you too.

•‘Brother likes you? Oh well I guess I do too’ type attitude.

•Sometimes your nagging about him needing to be careful was a little annoying; but he was glad you cared. He never mind if you killed a man who upset him considering he did the exact same thing when someone upset him.

•He was already afraid of contact with other humans; so working up to be able to be more close with you was hard. He has horrible trust issues and the fact you had big teeth and claws didn’t make him any calmer.

•He doesn’t like being seen as little or weak. He wants to be seen as who he is; not demeaned or babied. So when you respected that his trust formed a bit more.

•Gyutaro honestly never could really do more than a hug or hand holding for a while. But when winters rolled around he would let you help keep him and Ume warm at night.

•The bond you had with those two was special. So when you stopped seeing them three years after spending a lot of time with them; you were rightfully worried.

•But soon enough you discovered what happened. How they nearly died. And how Douma had turned them both into demons.

•Now there was nothing that could tear the three of you apart. And they didn’t have to struggle as much anymore.

•You were glad.

•You would be lying if you didn’t admit to helping the two climb up the ranks; but you also understood that even without you the siblings were very powerful.

•As a demon, Gyutaro had changed slightly. He definitely became more violent. You were worried it might ruin the bond you two had and now that you didn’t give them anything anymore wouldn’t want to see you.

•But thankfully; that wasn’t the outcome. Over time with work you two worked on becoming even closer than you already were. He was more comfortable with opening up now, and even more comfortable with the idea of snuggling.

•You definitely didn’t plan on the two becoming demons; but you definitely weren’t complaining.

#demon slayer #gyutaro #demonslayer #gyutaro demon slayer #kimestu no yaiba #kny #gyutaro x reader #I love gyutaro #human gyutaro #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #kny fanfic #demon slayer fanfiction #gyutaro shabana #i love gyutaro i love him sooo #gyutaro x you #fanfiction #gyutaro brainrot

[mikakou2]

To Be Eaten Out (Karaku x Fem!Reader)

Hantengu, one of the Twelve Kizuki, and the Upper Rank Four. He was definitely a dangerous threat to the land where people yearn to live.

You have heard from other people that Muichiro slit Hantengu's head apart, though you haven't heard much from that. Not that you care for a moment, because you were searching for a different demon. Besides, the upper demon slayers can handle a demon like that.

You and your friend were waiting by the forest, watching your friend slice some trees apart. You sat on a log while brandishing your sword.

"Hey, aren't you gonna train with me today?" Your friend asked with a whiny expression. "I thought we went here to train!"

"I'm still exhausted from yesterday. It's not everyday that the city was in shambles because of the Hantengu release." You replied with an exhausted expression. "Or is it everyday...?"

"Do you have a screw loose on your head...?" Your friend asked and sighed. "Well, whatever. If you're exhausted, just rest there." They said and continued to slash trees.

"... Hey, you do know that if you keep slashing trees, you're gonna lead to deforestation, right?" You deadpanned. How inconvenient for your friend to not think about that.

"Hmm..." Your friend hummed. "Don't care. I mean, the world's practically corrupted anyway."

"You should care. Otherwise, we'll die for God's sake." You added in a firmer tone than before.

"Don't be so tight on yourself! Just relax there. Tomorrow, we have so much to do. Like, um... Visit the yakisoba shop? Or probably train more?" Your friend smiled as they rested on the hilt of their sword.

"That's dangerous. Don't do that." You sighed. "I'm gonna close my eyes for a while..."

"Yeah, you do you." Your friend nodded, and wandered further in the woods.

You laid on the log and slept. You dreamt of a world that wasn't so corrupted by demons and having to be a demon slayer against your will...

Well, all that matters is you're doing this for your own sake, and your family's sake.

You were dreaming so much, dreaming of everything and you wanted.

Possibly a boyfriend...?

However, your dream was immediately interrupted as you heard your friend's scream. You jolted up and immediately unsheathed your sword, running towards the direction of your friend's screams and pleas.

You then widened your eyes to see a muscular body, headless. Your friend panted as they held their sword.

"What are you doing?! Leave already!" Your friend yelled, however, it didn't take long for the body to regenerate.

The body regenerated a head. It was a gruesome sight to see, but the person was quite handsome. He had greenish eyes, and as you read the words on their eyes, you felt your heart drop.

Upper four.

"Isn't this exciting, man?" The man yelled with a smug grin while holding your friend's wrists, and your friend yelled in pain as the man forcefully cracked your friend's hands. "You're gonna prove your strength to the pretty girl over there! Unless I prove myself first."

You were breathless and terrified. This man had his head cut off and had it regenerated easily without raising a finger. The man wrapped his rough hands around your friend's neck. "Hey, girl. If you do what I say, I'll let your friend go."

"Don't listen to him! If you get included with Karaku, you'll-"

Without a second thought, Karaku held your friends neck tighter, his nails digging in his flesh. Your friend panicked, and so did you.

"Let them go!" You said, putting your sword infront. "Fine, I'll take up your offer. Whatever it is. Slit my throat, offer my head to the wells, I don't care. Just let them be."

Karaku, the Hantengu clone, let out a haughty laugh. He then had a smug grin on his face. "How amusing. What a determined girl!" He said, letting go of your friend. Your friend fell on the floor, panting for air.

You rushed to your friend as they had their wrists broken. "Shit, I'll get you back, don't worry-"

Suddenly, you were raised up from the ground. It was Karaku, holding the back of your uniform to raise you up.

"You're a strong, independent young woman, aren't you? No wonder this friend of yours is trying to preserve your beauty," Karaku smiled, raising you up like a child admiring their doll. "I'm gonna mess you up a little."

You widened your eyes as Karaku jumped up highly, making you grip onto his back. "Hey! What are you trying to do?! Get me back there! My friend's gonna die!"

"Your friend's gonna rot and die for all I care. Atleast I've gotten myself fresh meat today." Karaku smirked as he held the back of your head, holding you close to his shoulder as his other arm was around your waist.

He landed on a house, somewhat an abandoned traditional Minka house. He opened the sliding door and placed you in the middle of the room, that had a mattress on top.

You were quite conflicted on how to act to this. However, you definitely knew you SHOULDN'T be aroused after being dragged by a stranger to a house. And an abandoned house infact. And that you should be aware that this stranger is a demon that is an upper four.

"What do you want? Are you gonna open up my organs and play with them?" You said in annoyance. "Do it. I don't care anymore."

"Oh? How eager. How did you know that I was gonna play with your organs?" Karaku said with a grim smile as he went near you. "You know which organ, don't you?"

His hand was on your chest, and you gulped. "My heart?" You mumbled as he started to run his finger on your chest.

"Oh- nice guess. Hmm," He hummed, staring at your chest.

"Hmph. Karaku is your name, huh? I don't like your name." You said and crossed your arms, so that his finger would get off.

"Hm... You're correct. What a brilliant lady you are~ Also, you'll learn to like my name soon." He said with a cheeky grin. "What's your name?"

"It's Y/N." You mumbled. Karaku grabbed your waist and pulled you close.

"Your name is as pretty as you are," He sighed happily. "and, your uniform's quite a tease, is it? It enhances and wraps around your boobs better." He said, rubbing your chest.

"What the- stop playing around!" You said, pushing his hands away. "Anyways, aren't you gonna kill me?"

"Kill?" Karaku asked with a shocked expression, and smiled again. "Why would I kill you? You're a pretty woman."

"Ha? Then what do you even mean when you said you'd play with my organs? What, are you gonna gut me alive?" You said with a furrowed expression.

"The way you think is so endearing. Aren't you such an intelligent woman?" He smiled and went lower, until he was infront of your skirt. He raised your skirt and lowered your panties, making you shocked.

"I'm talking about this kinda organ." He said, sliding his fingers on your wet pussy. "Oh, man. You're soaked. And your lips down here look as fresh as yours up there," He gasped in excitement. His tongue then landed on your clit and started to move.

His tongue lapped fastly, making you moan loudly. "Karaku...!" You moaned, holding onto his head. "Stop that...! This isn't what we promised!" You yelled.

You saw Karaku's head pop up from between your thighs, his tongue out that was dripping with your liquids. "But we didn't promise anything." He said, removing your skirt completely.

He removed your panties as well and spread your legs. "Y/N, cooperate with me, will you?" He said, holding your inner thighs. "Spread them more."

This was getting frustrating. However, you wanted to feel something... For the past few days, you were exhausted and anxious because of expeditions.

You gulped and spread your legs more, and Karaku licked his lips. "Perfect..." He whispered in a low, sultry tone.

He then used his index finger and middle finger to open up your pussy more, exposing your sensitive folds. "I wonder what will happen if I'll apply my power on you~?" He whispered, then placed his other hand's index finger on your pussy. His index finger then produced a gentle wind, softly seducing your clit.

You moaned, arching your back. Your hands gripped onto the mattress as if there was no tomorrow, as you yelled out Karaku's name. "Gah... It feels so weird...~" You whimpered, as Karaku smiled.

"You're so pretty..." Karaku whispered, then went closer. "Hold me instead. Yell out my name until you can't even handle your own vocal cords."

As he said those words, he guided your arms to wrap around him. "There, don't be so uptight." He added, kissing your cheek.

You held onto him as your legs twitched as his finger produced more wind energy to pleasure you.

"I want to slide it inside." Karaku whispered to you ear, before gently sucking on your earlobe. "Can I?"

You were hesitant, but nodded nevertheless. "Please do..." You begged. Karaku smirked. Just earlier, you wished to die and sacrifice yourself. But now, it seems that you've submitted to this clone.

"Alright, it's coming in~" He said, inserting his middle finger inside. You moaned louder as usual. It was way different when you pleasured yourself, as his finger was longer and thicker than yours.

"Woah, it slid in so easily with no lube! How interesting, did you get yourself prepped up?" Karaku panted in ecstasy as he kissed your neck. "Did you spread your pussy like this and start fingering yourself before the expedition~?" He added with a sultry gaze, thrusting the finger in and out.

"Karaku!" You moaned out, your grip around his neck tightening. "I-It's too much, I think I'm gonna cum already...!" You added, however, Karaku shut you up by pressing his lips to yours.

The two of you had a pleasant make out session, with his tongue exploring the insides of your mouth thoroughly, as if he had been waiting for this moment his whole life.

As this continued, his fingers continued to thrust in and out. The pace increased further, making you moan into his mouth.

He pulled away and grinned. "I actually lied," He said, pulling out his finger.

"H-Huh? I was just about to cum..." You frowned. Karaku then went close to your ear.

"Remember when I said I'm gonna mess you up a little?" He whispered. "I guess I lied to myself as well." He added.

He then pulled out his cock, and it was large than you expected from him. He positioned himself infront of your pussy as he held your legs.

"I'm gonna mess you up until you can't even fucking remember your name." He said while licking his lips. "I'll mess you up until all you can think of is taking my big cock."

He then pressed his forehead against yours as he rubbed his tip against your slit, and you could see him panting heavily.

"Can you handle it for me, Y/N?" He asked, wanting consent from you first.

Obviously, with that face of his, you weren't the one to decline. You wrapped your arms around his neck once more and spread your legs.

"Just fuck me already," You said with a smile. "I want you inside of me, Karaku. Please. All of your dick."

With the green light, Karaku's eyes shined in delight. He then held your thighs.

"You said it yourself, Y/N! Well done! You're such a good girl!" He said, his left hand holding your cheek. "Might as well reward you for being such an obedient girl~"

And without waiting for more talk, he entered your pussy. Of course, the two of you moaned loudly. Karaku panted heavily while biting down to your shoulder.

"Karaku, Karaku...!" You moaned out his name, holding his back. "It feels so big and slippery...!"

"Probably because your pussy is so slippery and wet~" He grinned, holding your hips tighter. "And I'm not even all in yet."

You moaned and groaned as he started to move. You felt your eyes roll back as you arched your back more. Karaku embraced you as he thrusted in slowly.

"I've never had a pussy like this before... Fuck..." He groaned out, kissing your neck. "Tell me, have you been showing your pussy to other people? Have you, Y/N?" He grinned, licking your lips.

"Fuck... So big..." You whined out, covering your face in ecstasy. "I haven't... Karaku... You're the only one..."

Karaku's grin appeared again in pleasure. "You're such a good girl for saying what I want to hear~" He said, and went deeper. "That guy you were talking to earlier probably had a small dick, huh? Don't worry, I'll make you feel how good it is to have a real man inside you."

Karaku pushed further inside until he was balls deep inside you. You quivered underneath him, and he held your wrists.

"Don't cover your face, Y/N," He said as he catched his breath. "I want to see your beautiful face while I fuck your pussy hard."

He then raised your legs and thrusted deeper, making you curse. "Fuck...! It feels so good~!" You yelled out. All you could saw were curse words, due to how slurred your brain was as a response to the pleasure.

"Yeah? You love my big cock inside you, hm? You wouldn't think of anyone else other than me?" He asked as he started sucking on your boobs. "I won't let you cum from someone else's dick."

"I won't... Anymore..." You panted, holding onto his black, long hair. "I promise I'll only cum for you...~"

Those words of yours immediately turned on Karaku, and he held your thighs. "The way your words entices me," He said, and thrusted deeper. "makes me want to fuck you until you pass out!"

You gasped in ecstasy as all of his length slid out and slid inside roughly. You couldn't even think about how you were having sex with a demon. All you could think of was swallowing his big cock. "Kakeru, I'm gonna cum soon...!" You whimpered, holding onto his shoulders as he kissed your cheek and licked your ear.

"I'm gonna cum too," He groaned as his pace went harder than ever. "Let's cum together~"

You felt his cock throb inside your pussy, and you widened your eyes. He shot his load inside of you as you came on his cock, and the room was filled with slurred moans and sloppy noises.

The sloppy, wet noises died down as you two started to make out again. You loved how his tongue felt, and how skilled it was. You pulled him closer by holding his cheeks.

"Fuck, Y/N... If you continue on doing that, I might end up falling for you..." Kakeru said, licking your lips.

"Ngh... That was so exhausting," You said, catching your breath as you laid down. Your arm was hovering over your face to block out the light.

Karaku whined as you were about to sleep. "Come on, one more round... Please...? I'll lick on your pussy until you cum, I promise." He added, kissing your lips.

Now that sounded like a great deal.

"You promise?" You asked as you sat up.

"I promise," He replied, sitting up as well. You could see his cock still up, as if it didn't shoot it's load inside you. "Darling, suck my dick for me."

It was so tempting, that you can't even refuse. You've never imagined going as far to sucking someone's cock.

You got between his thighs, and he guided you properly, his hand on the back of your head gently. "Just position yourself there, and suck on the tip." He said, holding your chin. "Come on now... I feel like I'm gonna cum from seeing your face."

Without slacking off, you started to suck on his tip. He moaned as he caressed the back of your head. "Fuck... Just like that, baby. Go deeper." He added, pulling your head deeper gently. "Shit, I promised to only finger her... But that's just a lie again," He thought while caressing your head.

You started to bob your head up and down in a medium pace, and he groaned. You wanted to make it feel better for him, so you started to give him a boob job AND a blowjob.

"Fuck, Y/N...! This feels so good...!" He moaned out, holding the sides of your head. Without thinking, he started to fuck your mouth.

The wet and sloppy noises came back as he was fucking your mouth like there was no tomorrow. You felt his cock throb again. "Fuck, Y/N... I'm gonna cum..."

You pulled out from his cock just in time as he came. He panted heavily as you did as well, and he smiled to see his cum all over your face.

"That felt amazing, sweetheart~" He said, then pushed you down again on the bed. "Might as well fuck all of your holes, right?"

He turned you over and positioned you into a doggy style potion. "Wait, Karaku, I just came-!" You said, but Karaku has definitely lost his mind now. He shoved his cock in your ass, and you moaned loudly.

Karaku let out a smug chuckle. "You like it from the back too, hun?" He asked as he kissed your nape. "I'll make you my personal cum dumpster, Y/N~"

Karaku's nails digged deep on your hips as he started to thrust into your ass. Since you gave him a wet blowjob, it slid in perfectly.

"Ah~! Karaku, Karaku...! Your cock feels so good...!" You moaned out, pushing your hips cloder towards Karaku. "Go wild on me and fuck me like you intended to!"

Karaku had an amazed look and grinned. He had already made you submit to the point you begged and ordered him around. "My lady, you're so persistent~ But I'll grant your wish!" He said, and started to thrust faster.

His thrusts only sent you to euphoria as your hands gripped the mattress tightly. You've never felt this much pleasure, so it was overwhelming. "I'm gonna cum, Karaku...! I'm... Cumming...!"

"Me too... Fuck... Let's cum together, Y/N~" He grinned and bit your nape, leaving a hickey.

The two of them then moaned together as they came together. You felt so full of his cum, but when did that matter? All that matters was that you felt so good and dominated by this demon, to the point you can't even handle it anymore.

You passed out on the mattress, and Karaku smiled. "She passed out after I filled her up. How cute~" He said, turning her over. He started to kiss her neck that had a mole. "Beautiful women always have lots of moles. Do you know that, Y/N?" He asked, even though he's fully aware of you being passed out. "Fuck, I love her." He thought to himself, as he kissed your moles. "I love you. I love you, Y/N." He repeated, until he went low infront of your pussy again.

"It's so full of your cum..." He said with a grin and started to lick your pussy again. He tasted your juices, and it was obvious that he was obsessed. His tongue lapped your clit over and over, until your pussy was cleaned.

He looked at his side to see your panties. "Your panties have precum on them. I should have fucked you infront of your friend~" He hummer, and smelt your panties. "Fuck, that smells great... The smell of a horny virgin..." He grinned.

He put the panties aside and pulled out a blanket. He laid beside you after he gave you the blanket.

"I wanted this to be a fingering session, then an one night stand... But with that face of yours, I don't think I'd want to fuck someone else that doesn't have your face." He whispered to your ear and then sucked on your boobs.

"I've fallen inlove with you, Y/N."

(I have no idea who Karaku is but I wrote this anw, if there are incorrect sentences and false information according to lore/mischaracterization, spare me T-T)

#karaku #demon slayer fanfiction #demon slayer fanfic #karaku x reader #hantengu clones #fanfiction #smut #kinda fluff #demon slayer

[kaicubus]

Listen to the Rage Call | Sekido

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warnings ✩° : 18+ smut, face fucking, blow job, heavy cursing, manhandling, degrading, mentions of murder, size difference, mind breaking, fucking a demon, brat taming, consensual, bit of fluff at the end.

pairing ✩° : sekido x fem hashira!reader

premise ✩° : after escaping the fourth upper moon hantengu, you find yourself running up a mountain just to live to see another day. Unluckily, the clone that emerges from hantengu is the most angry one, who won’t let up.

word count ✩° : 4.4k

authors note ✩° : working on my smut writing skills, lmk how i did please!! anyways look for the next one soon to come...

©kaicubus do not steal

part one here!

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Was this the same demon from before? There was no way. The demon standing in front of you looked angry. Angrier than usual. Too angry for the other demon to be capable of even feeling. His red eyes were far more worse than blood shot, appearing to be pools of endless, de-oxygenated blood. Was it really the same demon who was crawling on the ground before?

You stare up at the demon, eyes darting all over his body. His intimidating height paired with his obviously strong build makes your head reel. If he really wanted to, he could snap you like a twig. At this rate, staring at him, you're convinced it’ll agitate him more, so you avert your eyes and back away.

It only takes a second before the demon suddenly appears right in front of you, pushing you back with a demonic force of lightning, forcing you down on your knees to try and cushion your fall.

If there was one thing you were known for as a nameless hashira, it was your ability to out run a demon. You were quick with your feet, and that came in handy right when you looked right into the demon’s piercing red eyes. Your heart drops and you look up quickly, grunting at the force of your landing, and dodging the demons next attack. Huffing and puffing, you run backwards, keeping your eyes on him as his seemingly endless stamina only brings him closer to you when he runs. At all times, he’s only two feet away, but you keep running. Nothing matters more than living right now. But looking at him felt like death.

You weave back and forth, jumping over and below his electric attacks and try your best to swing at him with your nichirin blade, only managing to trim the frayed edges of his wavy, dusky locks. The demon roars angrily and speeds up, now one foot away from you. Your heart pounds inside your throat.

You don’t even notice, but in the midst of his chase, you two have seemed to have ended up right on the rocky platform of a flat area of one of te tallest mountains surrounding Hantengu’s lair. Only then, when you realize, do you stop running to catch your breath. Without breaking eye contact, you draw your sword and grip onto the handle, ready to face him head on. Now, the demon looks at you this time. It doesn’t take more than a second for him to get pissed off once again, making him roar out in rage.

The sound of his demonic cry causes you to fall back and hit the ground, landing right on your knees and on a few sharp pebbles. You wince, but inevitably you try to stand up.

It’s no use. He roars again and the force is enough to keep you on the ground this time.

As soon as you hit the ground, you close your eyes on impact, but when you open them, the tall, looming figure towers over you like a skyscraper, invading your vision. A really, angry skyscraper. In a panic, you pull out your sword and try to make use of it. Your shaky hands tremble more as a flash of burning, crimson red flashes at you, causing you to drop your sword. You barely have time to think before the figure lifts it’s foot and stomps directly on top of your sword, snapping it in half like a wooden pencil. That’s when it hits you.

This demon is going to kill you. You don’t even have a chance. You’re going to die. You’re not ready to die.

Preparing for the worse, you close your eyes again, in fear of what you’ll see when the moonlight casting above reveals what hideous monster will have the pleasure of taking your life. But instead, nothing happens.

Your brow quivers at the lack of anything coming your way, so you open your eyes to see your opponent standing only a few feet away from you. Just as you’d feared, he was strong. Built almost as if he were carved from sealed oak wood by Muzan himself, everything from his wide, protruding horns down to his thick calves had ‘killer demon’ written all over them. You don’t look away from the demon’s raven-like hair and instead lock eyes with him, his carnelian colored orbs staring directly into yours, eyelids pulled back into a furious squint along with a curved lip and crinkled chin. His frown makes all the hair on your body stand. For some reason, not all of it was from fear.

Without a sword to defend yourself, you resort to a rock, throwing it at the demon pathetically. It hits his knee, only managing to bounce back to you as if it were made of rubber in comparison to his stocky build.

“Are you fucking kidding me.” The demon says, “You're fucking joking. YOU! They sent YOU of all people to kill ME? HA! Holy shit.” His voice booms louder than anything you've ever heard before, piercing through the sound barrier as he leans his head forward in disbelief, “You're the one who found me, ran away from me, and is now challenging me with a fucking broken sword? Now what? Just like your sword, you'll break and be replaced. So what’s the use?”

“W-Who’re you supposed you be?” Your voice trembles uncontrollably.

“Who...who am I? WHO AM I?” The demon growls and steps forward, “I, am the demon who’s going to kill the hashira standing helplessly on her knees in front of me. You have no right to belittle me with your meaningless questions.”

“I meant, your name. Asshole.”

The demon and pauses, eyes squinting and looking directly at you. His angered expression only heightening as the thought of his name being unknown plagues his mind. “Sekido.” He sighs and steam hisses out from his nose, resembling an angry bull as he looks down at you, “You came all this way to find me, right? How could you not know my fucking name?!” Sekido stomps the bottom of his zori into the mountain’s surface, shaking the ground beneath the both of you. Rocks rumble upwards and jiggle in the air for a moment before he slams his foot back down, letting them crash against the rest of the stone.

Suddenly, an idea pops into your mind and you confidently move towards him.

“Don’t blame me if no one knows your insignificant name. Maybe I don’t know you and you certainly don't know me and what I’m capable of.”

Sekido’s eye twitches, “And who are you supposed to be, brat?”

“Y/n. Nice to meet you.” You smile.

“I hate useless humans who waste my time, but most importantly I hate meaningless humans who insult me. I’ll make your death quick so I don’t have to deal with your jokes.”

If you played your cards right, purposefully pushing Sekido into anger with childlike taunts would distract him enough so you can behead him. It could work, but it also has a possibility of severely backfiring and making your death come sooner, but without a sword to defend yourself, you were left with one option and that was being a brat. After all, he constantly looks like he’s on the verge of being blown over, so a small insult would definitely do the trick. “Who said I was joking? You really are like that weak one I killed before. Hantengu. You really are his clone, huh? Like a child, stomping when someone points out one of your obvious flaws.”

"Obvious flaws?” Sekido huffs again, blowing even more steam out of his nose, “You're one to talk! Look at you! You're just a stupid human! And don’t compare me to that scum! He’s worthless and nothing like me, no where near as powerful as me!”

You laugh, “A stupid human? What are you, four? Give me a better insult and maybe I’ll think of something good to say about you.” It was working. “I can’t really find anything. I mean, you're talking about how I’m meaningless, when clearly, no one has really bothered to find you, have they? You’re just a hot headed low class demon, who’s getting pissed off because I don’t know him.”

“SHUT UP!” Sekido scowls and closes the distance between you, “Humans like you are really the worst. Demon slayer my ass, the only thing you have is just a really big fucking mouth. Maybe I need to shut that up for you.”

“Huh?” You blink and let your shoulders down. That’s when Sekido steps forward, closer than ever, and grins. The shadows of his face only make him look scarier. There’s a pause between the look he gives you that runs a shiver down your spine and when his claw-like fingers stab into the side of his waist.

Without saying another word, Sekido pulls down his hakima pants down past his hips and you watch his dick spring out in front of you. He’s a demon, but his dick is no doubt human. Veins run up and down his shaft, decorating the sides of his length with ridges and lines. Your eyes bulge owlishly at size of his length. Of course, Sekido was huge. He towers over you so easily, but you can’t help but be a little shocked at how his height transferred to the size of his cock, especially with the slight curve it has.

“U-Uh...this is not what I expected...when you said you were going to shut my mouth for me...” You swallow and blink up at him, “I thought you meant like...slicing my throat or something.”

“Do you know how inconvenient that is? Killing you is more tedious. Then again, I would really hate if you got out of this without a good enough punishment for wasting my fucking time. Don’t think for a second I didn’t notice what you were trying to do. You think I’m stupid huh? Is that it?” Sekido huffs, “Unless you want to be killed, you’ll do what you wanted, yeah?”

Left with no other choice, you give him the nod of your approval and glance up at the demon’s length, just another reminder of what you've gotten yourself into. You gulp your nervousness down. There’s no way that much of him can fit inside your mouth; if you don’t die from his demonic strength alone, you're sure to see the light from the sheer girth of Sekido’s cock. Beads of sweat pool at the pores on your nose and between your brows, sitting helplessly and just staring at it. Before you even have a good idea on what’s really happening, your hand moves on its own and reaches for the base of it, bobbing his cock down closer to your face or at least down to your level. You can feel your mouth start to open, not ignoring how the silence between you grows louder and louder, the only other sound being your pounding heart bounce around your chest, jumping to your throat.

You kittenishly lick the head of his cock, collecting the small drop of precum on your tongue and swallowing, not wanting to over do it. He actually tastes better than you would've expected. He’s warm too. Like a furnace against your flat tongue, he instantly warms you up from the coldness of the stone pressing into your kneecaps and legs.

If he was going to stay quiet and still, you thought, maybe you can actually see yourself enjoying this. He’s not putting up a fight, after all, and neither are you.

You open your mouth and lick again, flicking your tongue over the slit of his head. Using your hands, you start pumping your fists around his member and open your mouth wide enough to engulf his width. 

Despite all your intimate efforts, the demon shows no remorse and makes a disappointed, gruff sound, “Is that all you got? Stupid human, can’t even suck my dick right.“ Sekido scoffs angrily. You flash an annoyed ‘really?’ look at him, mouth stuffed with his long cock, already doing more than you'd bargained for. He doesn't give you time to react and instead, grabs the back of your head and shoves you down forward. The sudden change in strength causes you to cough, removing all air from your lungs and being quickly replaced by more of Sekido’s cock. The demon harnesses his claws deep onto the roots of your hair and bobs your head over his rigid cock, taking it upon himself to face fuck you furiously.

“You try to get out of death by trying to be a brat, when you don’t even know what the fuck you’re doing in the first place. If you’re going to do it, do it right and I wouldn't have to do all the work here.” Sekido says with a elongated frown, tilting his head down, pointing his horns down at you. You can feel his anger in the form of his grip on your head grow larger as he shoves you down to take more of him.

“MMH!” You instinctively think to pull away, now losing your breath quicker than ever, but you don’t. Instead, you struggle to take his cock as it hits the back of your throat, pumping down and inside of you. Embarrassment darkens your face as you start to realize that you actually quite enjoy his roughness—his man handling—and how fast he’s fucking his shaft into your mouth. You glance up at Sekido, meeting his furious closed eyes and arched frown, as he groans violently.

“Hah...That’s more my speed.” Sekido’s chest heaves. He uses his knuckles to pull at your hair again, reminding you of his claws well tangled into your hair, tightening his grip and making you wince out in pleasure. The pressure sends your mind reeling as quick, ‘schlk!’ noises make their way out of your mouth and whatever space Sekido’s cock doesn't fill. A bit of saliva leaks out of the corners of your lips and gives you the mobility of taking more of him, gulping down his member down. It doesn’t even matter how messy you look right now, you're convinced it’s his goal anyways. Your face is entirely red now. Red with embarrassment, red with the strain his hand has in your hair, and red with the glow of Sekido’s glare. He’s practically emitting the color.

“You’re so pathetic. Look at you. Can’t even take my cock in your fucking mouth, can you? How sad is that? Open more.” Sekido jeers angrily, bucking his hips forward to bury himself deeper in your throat. Every snap of his hips sends your body convulsing harder, your legs trembling now with nothing but pure arousal, the space in between them starting to pool with slick.

You gag when he pushes you further down his curved cock, forced to swallow more of his length to even get a chance to breathe. Even with calming down and loosening your jaw, he’s still so big. Tears collect on your lashes when you try to keep out, yet still loving the head reeling feeling of how he’s basically using your mouth like a sleeve for his own pleasure. It’s fucked up, but you don’t care.

Sekido pushes your head down as far as possible, watching your nose press against the front of his pelvis and holds you down until your throat begins to tighten, desperate for release and a chance to breathe. True to his nature, Sekido doesn't let up. With the upper hand he has, Sekido continues to slam his cock into your mouth again and again, relishing in the burning ecstasy the wetness of your tongue provides. He grunts deeper and more animalistcally with each thrust, chasing his release as he jerks into you furiously.

When you finally look up at him, eyes previously sealed shut with tears of ache, you see the rage demon grinning ear to ear, his red eyes flashing that same carnelian hue down at you through thin slits. You want to say something, anything to make him slow down, but it’s no use. Not even muffled groans or whimpers can make Sekido stop, instead they only make him go faster.

“Maybe you'll think twice before coming here and wasting my time, right human?” He gathers your hair in a balled fist and tugs your hair back, giving you a minute to breathe. You don’t even realize it when your head tosses itself back on instinct, coughing and gasping for air as you look up at him with drool and beads of sweat rolling down your face. Pleased for a little bit, Sekido’s lowly chuckles make you tremble, and only then do you realize that you need more of him.

“S-Sekido, what are you doing?” You shift closer to his legs and go back to pawing for his throbbing cock, soaked with your saliva.

“What? Do you want something?” His lip curls in annoyance, “Tch. Hard to believe you already miss me. Did you already get addicted to me or something?" His question makes you squirm out of how right he really is.

You don't even have the means to think, all you do is palm your way to your knees and go to reach for his dick again, practically hearing its screams to have it inside your mouth again. Or maybe that’s just you. Sekido notices your attempt and bats your hands away and shoves your head back, forcing you to look up at him and at the dark sky above. You’d forgotten what true night looks like for the time being, having only the darkness of your closed eyelids to stare at.

“The hell are you trying to do to me?” Sekido stretches you back and arches his pointed brows, “What ever it is you want, it’s not working and I’m not going to give it to you. It’s my life you want, right?” He bends down and lifts your chin up sharply, meeting his blood shot eyes with yours, “Hah? That’s it right?“

You shake your head. Unable to speak, you reach your hand out and feel your chest jump in response to his close proximity.

“I want you.” The words leave your rose-wet lips, more quickly than you’d hoped, but your message gets across regardless. With a laugh, Sekido steps back and clutches the base of his cock, pointing the twitching member at you with his head.

“That’s what I wanted to hear. Feels good to have you not piss me off, right human? How do you feel now that you want this demon cock inside you?” He growls and smacks the stickiness of your saliva and his cum onto your bottom lip, “Answer right and I’ll give you what you want.”

Without hesitation, your voice slurs, “Feels so good. It feels so so so good, Seki...”

Pleased with your answer, he lifts his cock to your lips and enters slowly, allowing you to take him in all, agonizingly slow, forcing you to realize how much you want this, how much you love the taste of his dick inside of your mouth and just how full it makes you feel. You just can’t get enough. He wants you to realize that. That there's nothing better than him. The moment doesn't last too long though, Sekido gets impatient and parts your lips further with his width and buries himself back into you, his rightful place. You can’t help but mumble happily, closing your eyes and letting your hands rest on your empty lap.

It doesn’t take long before you relearn the motions around Sekido’s member and start to feel around all again, tongue licking all around the bulging veins of his warm cock. You swallow every bit of him down, feeling the demon tense up every now and then from how comfortable you've adjusted your throat to become, not even minding him snapping his hips against you. Little groans and half-breaths escape Sekido’s mouth, much to his displeasure, as he finds himself quickly start to tremble. The last thing he wants is for anyone to hear him in a vulnerable state, because to him, it’s shameful to indulge in the pleasure he’s being given. But how can he resist? The softness of your hot, pink tongue, warm walls of your mouth and tightness of your throat squeezing him dry, a deadly combination for a demon like him.

“Fuuuuck, yeah, just like that...” Sekido feeds off the sight of you, admiring your scraggly hair and bliss ridden expression, biting down on the corner of his lip so hard that he draws blood, just enough.

You pull back just a little and join your hand to the excess length of his cock as you start to pump up and down on his well drenched member. Focusing on his head mostly, your mouth encloses on the tip as you suckle on the firm, yet surprisingly smooth flesh and swirl the underside of your tongue on his sensitivity. “S-Shit, ah, right there. There! Fuck!” His hips start to convulse, overwhelmed with the little pressure you suck on his tip, now practically back down with your mouth half way down his cock, “That’s it...that’s what I want. Fuck you feel so good, hashira.” Sekido groans and curls his body down closer to yours, “Fuck!”

Your mouth softens around his shaft, swallowing to earn more room to take his size. It doesn’t take long before your head starts to spin even more, quickly getting dizzy off the feeling of Sekido thrashing into you with no remorse for someone like you. The weight of his hand crashes down on the top of your head and suddenly your mouth is ripped away from Sekido’s length, forcing you to look at it eye to eye. You stare at the seemingly blushed tip of his cock and feel your chest burn with a trembling sense of euphoria taking over any sensible thought you had left in your head. The stickiness of the tip of his head makes your throat buzz and you throw yourself back onto it, licking and slurping it back into its rightful place.

“That’s right, you can’t get enough can you? You can’t think with my fucking cock inside your pretty mouth, huh?” Sekido edges on, getting drunk off of the ‘glup’ sounds you make oh so perfectly for him. He bends down slightly and rests his palm on the side of your face, allowing you to open your eyes and look at him. But his softness only lasts for a second before he’s gripping tightly onto your cheeks, forcibly protruding your lips out.

“It pisses me off that you're so good at this. To think someones had you before me, infuriates me. Who else has had you before? Another hashira? A childhood friend? I’ll kill them so that I’m the only one who gets to have you.” He roars, now angrier than ever. With his anger taking over his senses, Sekido engulfs himself further into you, causing you to choke on his cock and gag on it. His pupils fill with the same red in the rest of his eyes and he groans again, his speed accelerating. You try to breathe through your nose, but it’s hard when Sekido won’t let you even do that. You squeeze your eyes shut and manage to suck harder, which seems to slow him down just a bit.

“Fuck!“ He groans and his cock starts to pulsate in your mouth. You look up at him again only to see him struggling. He laughs and throws his head back, “Fuck! Human, your mouth is so friggin’ tight. No wonder why you're so good, you've had practice haven't you? Just tell me who and I’ll devour them. I want you too—fuck! You're the only one I want, understand?!”

“Nngh~! Ahn...Ahh...Seki...” Your voice vibrates around his cock. When you thought it would never happen, it does. Sekido finally reaches his high and groans out loudly, gritting his teeth and letting out struggled grunts that escape through his sealed fangs in intervals.

“S-Shit! G-Gah!” He groans and leans his head back, releasing everything into you. Squeezing your eyes to the darkest black they’ve been, you feel Sekido’s hot cum spurt all the way to the back of your throat, filling you up within seconds. As he continues to shudder and hold onto you for support, he huffs hot air down onto your face, claws clenching harder and harder, practically biting into your scalp. You too take the opportunity to pant for air, guzzling down all of his sticky fluids right down to your stomach, instantly becoming full and warm-bellied.

“So messy. So fucking filthy.” Sekido grins, “That’s right, be a good slut and drink it all.”

Without a second thought, you close your eyes as tears of pleasure seep out and roll down your plump cheeks, and manage to guzzle down every single drop of Sekido’s essence without any leaking. The hot liquid only continues to spurt into your mouth, emptying his frustration all into you without letting up. So you continue swallowing, only occasionally coughing, until finally Sekido’s cock releases itself from your mouth. Heat instantly emerges from your throat and his member, twitching slightly from the attention it’s received. You peer up at Sekido, awaiting his reaction, and to your surprise, he looks less angry than before. Almost content with your work.

“H-Hah...that’s the first time you did something right tonight.” He tenderly pushes back your hair and smooths down all of the fly aways, mixing droplets of sweat down the roots of your hair. “If only you could see your face.” You stare up at Sekido with heavy eyes, a thin layer of tears sloshing around to the side which in turn, reveals slightly wet eyelashes clumped together.

You mumble incoherently and hug the black fabric that’s strapped around Sekido’s legs, rubbing your face on him in a daze. The demon scoffs and picks you up from his feet and holds you close to his chest, bridal style.

“Let’s get you cleaned up. It’s annoying how dirty you are. Come along now, stupid human.”

“Call me by my name, Sekido.” You huff deeply and hug the demon close.

He rolls his eyes and shakes his head, his scraggly raven-black hair swishing across his horns, “Never. Stupid human. Not as long as I have you.”

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I can be a better boyfriend than him

Based off this song by Dove Cameron

(Shinobu running to steal your girl)

Fem!Reader x Shinobu Kocho, slight Fem!Reader x Sanemi Shinazugawa (but not for long😏)

Modern AU!

Sanemi is a terrible boyfriend. He’s far more interested in his games and parties than you. One night, he drags you to a party to show you off as his “hot piece of ass” before abandoning you to go drink himself half to death. A mutual friend of yours sees Sanemi treat you like garbage and offers to be your “date.” Only, Shinobu has seen you quite often on campus and can’t imagine why you stick with Sanemi when he just uses you. Shinobu makes her move to steal you from him.

Content: oral and fingering (reader receiving), toys, hickies, body worship, multiple orgasms, cheating

🔞NSFW Content Below the Cut! 18+ Only! Minors DNI!🔞

With Sanemi’s hand on your hip, he pulled you with into the house you’ve never been to. He assures you that he knows the owner, who also happened to be the host of the raging party no doubt upsetting the neighbors. Pulsing music pierced the night air as he opened the front door like he owned the place himself. You recognized some of the partygoers from the college campus, even a handful of the freshmen. At least one of the new meats, as Sanemi called them, were roped into chugging contests with actual alcohol. Cigarette smoke, Mary Jane, and Axe body spray was pungent in the air. There was so much of it that you had a migraine just after stepping in with your boyfriend. You recognized Tengen slumped on the couch surrounded by his three girlfriends. The surprising part wasn’t that he was able to juggle all three of them, it was that they all knew about the other and were happy to share him, and each other if the rumors were true. 

Sanemi guided you along passing the odd four-person romance and into the kitchen. There, four of Sanemi’s teammates on the football team were making small talk. Each had a red Solo cup in hand or a beer bottle. At least in the kitchen, a littler further away from the pounding music, you could hear yourself think. 

“Ah! Sanemi! You made it. I was just about send the search party to look for you! Oh!  And who’s this?” Kyojuro was the brash blonde with red tips like fire. From what you’ve heard, he’s loud and little eccentric, but kind-hearted. 

Sanemi tugged you closer to him as if you weren’t already standing directly next to him. His calloused fingers squeezed you harder, possessively. 

“This is my girlfriend, Y/N,” Sanemi answered before you had the chance to answer for yourself. 

“You? Managed to pick up a girl with your attitude? Color me surprised.” This came from Obanai, the most eccentric of the lot. He had a thing for snakes and despite his own venomous personality, he managed to score dating the head cheerleader Mitsuri Kanroji. The fact that he was talking about Sanemi getting a girlfriend when he had his own personality issues was more than a touch ironic.

“Play nice, Obanai. We wouldn’t want to scare off Y/N before Sanemi gets the chance!” Kyojuro laughed. 

“Fuck you,” Sanemi growled. 

In the other room, a small crowd chanted “Drink, drink, drink!” followed by muffled cheers and laughter. You couldn’t tell if whoever won the chugging contest won or was currently puking their guts out on the carpet. Either way, you didn’t have a way of checking on them for yourself. Sanemi’s hand remained tight on your hip as if he was afraid of you disappearing into thin air. You ignored his hand and politely accepted a drink Kyojuro made. It was a cocktail for lightweights; he probably didn’t want to make Sanemi’s girlfriend drunk at her first college party. You stood at Sanemi’s side, fighting the urge to dig out your phone from your purse and appear rude in front of his friends. You listened to their small talk, to their locker room stories, and discussions about the next big game. Sanemi squeezed your hip when he mentioned about bringing his good luck charm next time. 

“Hey, I got the pool table set up in the basement. Anybody want to play with me?” Asked Kyojuro. 

All agreed, even Sanemi. You weren’t expected to follow into the basement, but that didn’t stop Sanemi from pulling you onto the counter and kissing you hard. 

“Oi, Sanemi! I thought you were joining us?” Asked Kyojuro. 

“I’ll be right fucking there! Just give me a minute!” Sanemi shouted over the music. He turned his attention back to you. “Don’t let any fucker lay a finger on you while I'm gone, kay?” He pressed his hand up your skirt and between your legs, fingers grazing your clit. “Be a good girl for me and I’ll reward you real nice when we get home, okay?” 

You couldn’t help but shudder under his touch and roll your hips towards his hand. You nodded in acceptance. 

“Good girl.” Sanemi husked. He kissed you hard again, practically making you choking on his tongue. 

He left you breathless when he walked away to join his friends. You remained sitting on the counter. It wasn’t like you knew anyone at the party beyond familiar faces in the cafeteria or campus rumors. Who were you supposed to talk to? The best route for now was to find a cozy corner away from the loudspeakers blasting music and do something on your phone. 

Nearly every room was occupied. You somehow managed to find an armchair in the living room and plopped down. It wasn’t far from the loudspeaker, but you didn’t have any choice. You whipped out your phone and flipped through the same three apps while trying to ignore Tengen making out with one of his girlfriends. It didn’t help matters that anyone who wasn’t kissing Tengen was making out with the other girlfriend. The blatant display of polyamory was pretty much on brand for Tengen, but accidentally glancing up almost...almost...made you wish you were one of them. Which one, you couldn’t tell. Sex with Sanemi was pretty hot, but in public was neither that passionate or affectionate. 

Eventually, the music didn’t bother you as much. It became an annoying background noise you got used to. You flipped through your social media, reading fanfiction, go through a couple rounds of a game, then back to check on your socials. This cycle went on for almost two hours. You rubbed your eyes when the blue screen of your phone became too much for you to handle. It should have been about time for you to leave if you begged him nicely. But, just before you got up from your chair, somebody crossed the room to greet you. It wasn’t somebody from the football team, but you shared a few classes with her: Shinobu Kocho. 

“Are you not having fun?” She asked. 

You shrugged. “I’m not really a party person.” 

“Oh? Well, that’s too bad. I was going to ask you for a dance. You look kinda bored sitting there,” said Shinobu. 

“A dance?” You repeated. 

“Yeah. There’s no harm in that is there? Unless...I’ve made you uncomfortable?” 

“No!” You accidentally shout. You cleared your throat and tried again, softer this time. “No, it doesn’t bother me. I came to the party with my...boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend?” Shinobu looked around. “You’re dating Sanemi from the football team, right? I don’t see him anywhere.” 

“He went to shoot some pool with his teammates. I was about to ask him if we could head home already.” 

“Well, would you indulge me in a little dance before you leave?” Asked Shinobu. 

You thought for a moment. Sanemi never said anything about dancing with another girl. He just said, or rather implied, not letting a guy touch you. Which you really wouldn’t be doing. Girls dance with other girls at parties, right? Besides, he might find it hot to catch you dancing innocently with a girl. At least, that’s what you hoped for. Sanemi might not even come upstairs to catch you in the act. He was too busy hanging out with the boys than preventing you from letting Shinobu take your hand.

The dance floor was small and could only occupy four couples at a time. The speakers were dialed down some and played a slow, smooth song, the kind of music only couples danced to. It felt momentarily inappropriate to let Shinobu put your hands on her shoulders and have her hands safely on your waist. Any guilt or shame was swept away with the music. You swayed together at arm’s length apart. Shinobu smiled sweetly at you like she had a dirty secret she wanted to tell only you. Out of the corner of your eyes, you spied the other couples clinging to each other and nuzzling faces into necks. At least one was making out while standing up and swaying side to side to the song. 

When the song ended, there was a pause between music. This gave Shinobu ample opportunity to lean forward and close the gap between you. 

Shinobu whispered in your ear before the music started blasting again, “If you were my girlfriend, I wouldn’t have left you for a minute.”

She slipped away from you and made her way to the stairs. Your eyes followed her until Shinobu stood at the foot of the stairs. She looked back at you expectedly. You gulped and looked around. There was no red-faced boyfriend about to tell you off for letting Shinobu whisper sweet nothings in your ear. Like a moth to the flame, you followed her. Shinobu took your hand and let her lead you to the second floor. She and Kyojuro rented the house together, so it wasn’t weird to have her name a butterfly-decorated placard hanging on a door at the end of the hallway. 

Shinobu’s room was lit by soft light. The music, conversations, and laughter was drowned out when she closed the door. In a moment, you were devouring each other, lips on lips and tongue exploring each other’s mouths. Your hands and hers reached for each other’s clothing and gently pulled them off. Shoes were kicked away and sock peeled off. You landed naked on Shinobu’s bed with your lips glued to hers. You reached up and unclipped her hair, letting it fall past her slender shoulders. Shinobu laid on her side and kissed her way down your body. 

Her lips pressed wet kisses down your throat. Shinobu lightly suckled on your neck, leaving little bruises on your skin. In the moment, Sanemi was so far from your mind that you didn’t tell her to stop. She caressed your breasts rather than roughly grope them in the way Sanemi was wont to do. She kissed and licked your nipples until they were hardened peaks. Her hands ran up and down your waist. Your mind had grown hazy with lust. Goosebumps erupted all over your flesh as one of Shinobu’s hands delved even further south. Her soft hand caressed your waist then your stomach before traveling lower. She gazed into your eyes while her hand paused on your lower belly. 

“May I touch you down there?” Asked Shinobu. 

The words were stuck in your throat. All you could do was enthusiastically nodded. 

Shinobu smiled at your response. Her hand grazed between your legs. Shinobu found that bundle of nerves Sanemi rarely paid attention to and rubbed it  between her fingers. Your back arched off the bed. Shinobu switched her hand’s position and delved two fingers into your warmth and worked your clit with the heel of her palm. 

“My goodness, you’re so wet for me, Y/N. You’re so beautiful like this. Do you know how often I thought about stealing you from him?” Shinobu cooed. 

Her mouth latched onto your breasts while she fucked your pussy with her fingers. Shinobu’s fingers were neither too thick or too skinny. Just right. And they felt smooth rubbing against your walls. Shinobu’s technique was more sophisticated than anything Sanemi could do. After a few minutes, he’d get bored and stick his cock in. Shinobu liked taking her time and getting you to where you wanted to be. You squeezed around her fingers, gushing around them sooner than Sanemi ever could. Shinobu left kisses down your body. She kissed your skin all the way down to the apex of your thighs, which were still slick. 

“May I?” Shinobu looked into your eyes while her head was between your legs. 

Shaking, you nodded your head. 

Shinobu didn’t hesitate lowering her head to your clit and giving it a suckle. By instinct, your hands went to thread Shinobu’s hair around your fingers. You tugged and pulled on it like reins as she worked your pussy. You arched your back off the bed as Shinobu’s fingers delved into your insides once more. The room echoed with the sweet slurping noises Shinobu made with her mouth on your slit. Her tongue made love to your clit until you unraveled over and over again. 

Once she had you panting in her bed and your thighs covered in slick, Shinobu shifted on the bed to reach into her bedside table. From the drawer, she produced a bottle of lube...and a double-ended dildo. You gulped at its size, and understood the bottle of lube. 

“Is it too much? We can stop here if you’re uncomfortable,” said Shinobu. 

“No! Please. Fuck me. I want to feel you against me.” You whimpered. 

Sanemi who? 

Shinobu let you prep the toy yourself. She smiled as you marveled at the toy you’ve never laid eyes on before. It was a long piece of flesh-like pink silicone. The toy was shaped vaguely into a ‘U’ shape with the blunt ends molded into cocks. However, handling the toy in Shinobu’s room with her sitting on the bed with you, men were furthest thing from your mind. You lubed up the tip, stroking it like a real cock before putting the tip to Shinobu’s cunt. You looked into each other’s eyes as she sank down on the toy. Shinobu grabbed the other end and gave it the same treatment. She kissed you when you took in the toy with minimum effort. 

Hands wrapped around your waist as you and Shinobu rocked in time on the toy. She laid sweet kisses on your face, neck, and breasts. You held her back and kissed all the same spots on her porcelain skin. 

“I love you...I love you. I love you.” Shinobu confessed. Her hand slipped between your legs again and played with your clit. 

This time, you returned the favor. Your lips locked on hers as you fucked yourself on the fake dick. Shinobu smelled so sweet. Her skin felt so nice and her hair was fun to play with and tangle your fingers in. She sighed and moaned when you gave it tender pulls as you road together. You ground harder when her fingers played with your more. You matched Shinobu’s movements. The room filled with feminine sighs and moans. You didn’t notice how loud the bed rocked against the wall. The closer the two of you got to reaching the precipice, the tighter Shinobu held onto you. She pulled you into a hug, pressing her breasts against yours the faster she ground against the toy. 

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as pleasure seared down your spine. By a miracle, you and Shinobu moaned as you reached orgasm at the same time. Juices were flowing and the scent of sex filled your lungs. Shinobu pulled the dildo out of your first. Another gush left you sobbing at the toy’s absence. She pulled the other end out of her own body, cleaned and wiped it off, and put on a bathrobe to leave the room. Shinobu left you alone, dazzled and hazy in a puddle of juices on her bed, for a few minutes. She returned with warm, damp cloths to wash each other off. 

Even after all that, Sanemi didn’t appear to be in a hurry to come look for you. You helped Shinobu change the sheets of her bed and crawled under the blankets with her.  Sanemi didn’t come up the stairs to see you snuggled up with Shinobu, completely naked with your clothes discarded all over the floor. Nor would he see the smug look on Shinobu’s face when she kissed your forehead and held you close. 

“I’m going to be a better boyfriend than him,” Shinobu murmured against your hair as you both drifted off to sleep.

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[animekpopsimp]

(Demon Slayer Characters x Little sister reader) You get seriously injured)

Tanjiro

Tanjiro was hesitant about you being part of the demon slayer corpse in the first place

You and Nezuko were the only family he had left and he couldn't stand the thought of losing either of you

However you insisted on joining the corpse alongside him, so he relented

It made him feel a little better knowing he would be with you to keep an eye on you

And at first, things went well

Until you both went up against Rui

The fight was brutal and Tanjiro was doing his best to keep you out of harm's way

To his horror, though, you were caught in one of the demon's attacks, leaving you with a pretty nasty wound

Tanjiro instantly started blaming himself, seeing you in so much pain

You both end up winning against the Lower Moon and being taken for treatment

Finally, you both get to see each other again Tanjiro apologizes for you getting hurt

Of course, you don't blame him

You're just happy that he's ok

Zenitsu

Zenitsu always felt bad that you were keeping an eye on him so he wouldn't get hurt

He was your older brother, he felt as if he was supposed to be the one keeping you safe

Luckily, you hadn't sustained any serious injuries during your time as a demon slayer

That is until you came in contact with a particularly strong demon

Zenitsu wanted to stand next to you and fight, but he was just too scared

So once again, you stepped up, showing no fear

You faced the demon head on, until the monster turned his attention to your brother

You panicked when you noticed this

You quickly took action, taking the hit for him

Zenitsu watched with wide eyes as you were injured getting knocked to the ground, bleeding

Zenitsu got so panicked that he ended up passing out, killing the demon himself

When he woke up and saw you patching yourself up, he started crying

He begged you to forgive him for causing you to get hurt on his behalf

Of course, you didn't blame him

Inosuke

Inosuke is confident that he can keep you safe

He's been doing it for years now, so he doesn't think anything bad could happen

However, he didn't expect a demon to attack out of nowhere

Neither of you were prepared, and being caught off guard you felt the demon's claws dig into your shoulder

Seeing this, Inosuke was pissed

He took care of the demon as fast as he could before running over to you

He yells at you to stay awake, doing what he can to patch up you injury

You do end up passing out from blood loss, which worries your brother

He waits until you wake up, and then yells at you for worrying him

Deep down, you know he cares

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[your-local-baguette]

Some hashiras with a tall reader

Warnings: maybe suggestive idk, not proofread, after the swordsmith village arc.

Giyuu tomioka

He might seem indifferent about it sometimes since he almost never shows any emotions

But when he met you he was kind of surprised, you stood next to him without your heels and were still taller

He admires that trait of yours, you even sometimes lean down from behind on his shoulder

Honestly, i think he really enjoys a tall s/o he protected his whole time as a hashira, makes him feels protected in some way

Giyuu heard your shoes hitting the ground, he recognized your walking pattern by heart, the clacking of your heels...he saw you in the corner of his eye, your taller figure tugged a slight smile on his lips. His gaze lingered on you for a little bit. "Giyuu ? Giyuuu are you there ?" He snapped out of his trance, locking gaze with yours, his head tilted up slightly. "Yea...i'm here" he said quietly, looking away

Sanemi shinaguzawa

He always grumbles when around you, like as if he was intimidated

He isn't, just finds it really hot, trying to hide his blush

He covers it up with aggression

Litterally fucking adores your height ??

Sanemi sounds like a sucker for a taller s/o

Wear heels and you've got him on his knees

He stood in front of you, his arms crossed on his chest, looking up at you with his angry face. You looked down at him, tilting your head slightly, which made him turn his gaze away. A sly smile attached to your lips "what?~ intimidated?" You said to him playfully. "No! Never, you're just really hot- i mean ugly!" You raised an eyebrow at him "aure, whatever you say shortie" you hit the top of his head playfully.

Muichiro tokito

He actually indifferent about it

Tall or short he like you a lot, because you alway come cloud gazing with him

But it does have an effect on him, he does like it

Sometimes he just looks up at you, his mouth slightly parted

Muichiro looking up at you, mouth slightly parted as his hair flows with the wind. "You look pretty" he said, his expression not changing a single bit. "Thank you mui, you're very pretty too" he tilted his head before smiling up at you "your height is very impressive you know.." "really..?" "Yes.." he felt his whole body being engulfed in a hug "thank you...i appreciate it a lot"

Obanai iguro

He was a little impressed with your height but he quickly got used to it due to gyomei existing

Obanai has a smaller figure so you really tower over him

It might seems crazy but he wasn't just impressed but intimidated too at first.

But if kaburamaru likes you, you can't be so bad, can you ?

Yea he fucking started loving you

You pinned him to a wall one day and it looked like a bear next to a bee

"what are you doing" obanai said, his voice laced with venom, he got that tough exterior but soft inside. You didn't let that discourage you and leaned your face closer to his, he froze, he hoped you couldn't hear his heartbeat. He eyed you down for a hot second. You were at least one head and a half taller than him, he felt like a little mouse but it was you so, maybe it was turning him on just a little tiny bit.

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[plvuii]

Betting against Muichiro

You bet against Muichiro’s speed, and your fellow Hashira challenges back.  

The Demon Slayer Corps headquarters was bustling with activity as the Hashiras gathered for their weekly meeting. As usual, you found yourself standing next to Muichiro, exchanging playful banter.

"You know, Muichiro, you might be a Hashira, but I bet I could outrun you in a race," you said, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

Muichiro raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a faint smile. "Is that so?" he replied, shifting his eyes to yours in a deadlock.

You grinned, not backing down from the challenge. "Absolutely. I've seen you in action, and while you're incredibly fast with your Breath of Mist, I think I have a chance," you said, emphasizing the last part with a playful poke to his chest.

"Well, we'll see about that," Muichiro said in a whisper, leaning close to you, his face mere inches from yours.

Your heart raced, and you swallowed nervously, the close proximity to Muichiro making your breath catch in your throat. The playful atmosphere had shifted into something charged with unspoken emotions.

As you and Muichiro continued to gaze at each other, the other Hashiras had taken notice. They watched the exchange unfold with wide eyes, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected intimacy between you two.

"Muichiro is getting bold," Giyuu muttered to Sanemi, who only shrugged in response.

"It seems they have quite the connection," Shinobu whispered to Mitsuri, who nodded excitedly in agreement.

The air around you crackled with anticipation, and though your teasing words had sparked this moment, you found yourself lost in the depth of Muichiro's gaze. There was something about the way he looked at you that made your heart flutter and your cheeks flush.

"Maybe we should, uh, get back to training," you finally managed to say, breaking the intense eye contact.

Muichiro straightened, a small smile still playing on his lips. "Of course," he replied, the teasing tone still present in his voice—but the moment was not forgotten.

Neither had the other Hashiras forgotten. They exchanged knowing looks with each other, remembering all of the stolen glances and shared moments of quietude you two had together when both thought no one else was looking.

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