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megantrancyfanfics · 2 years

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Don’t look at me | Giyuu Tomioka x Female Reader smut

Warning: choking, hickies, fingering, Cunnilingus, overstimulation, DOM Giyuu, pet name used: “love”, cream pie.

Minors and ageless blogs DNI

Notes: this picture makes me feel some type of way and I wanted to share it with y’all too. Credit to whoever made it!

Enjoy🌊

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Giyuu had been away for a few days on a mission, it has been the longest mission he was sent out on since the two of you got together. The day he came home, it was storming. The rain was coming down hard, soft thunder made sound through your quiet home. You had been curled up on the couch, watching it rain when the door slid open, revealing your love completely drenched.

“Ah! Giyuu!” You exclaimed excitedly with a gasp, running over to your beloved boyfriend and hugging him, not minding that your clothes were now getting wet.

“Y/n..” Giyuu huskily said, that made you look up at him before you could even process what was happening. The only thing you processed was your back hitting the wall, the pictures of you and Giyuu hanging on the wall made a thump sound, giyuu’s hand gently squeezing the sides of your neck. “Please..forgive my rudeness my love I just can’t handle it anymore..I’ve missed you so much..more than I can explain..” he starts before leaning down and capturing your lips with his. The kiss started out passionate, but once Giyuu moved his hand away from your neck, to under your shirt to play with your breasts, the kiss deepened. His tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. You could feel how desperate he was to touch every inch of you.

He pulled away, only to kiss down your jawline to your sweet spot on your neck, once he found it, he pulled on your nipple, making you let out a moan. “Your moans are always as beautiful as you are” he mumbles against your skin before going back to leaving a beautiful little hickey on your skin. Once he’s satisfied with his hickey, he moves onto the other side of your neck. His hand leaving your breast and traveling down to your pants, and sliding into both your pants and your panties. He pulled away from your neck, only to lock eyes with yours as he slid 2 fingers into your already wet cunt.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your skull as you threw your head back, mouth agape to let out another sweet moan. “Oh my god.” You whined.

“You’re so tight.” He said curling his fingers upwards to hit that spot that makes you see stars. You hold onto his wrist as moans escape your puffy lips. “You can hold onto my wrist as much as you want but I’m not stopping until you cum on my fingers.” He huskily says, scissoring his fingers into you, making your chest rise and fall faster than normal as your peak comes close.

“G-giyuu..” you moan out, trying to warn him that your about to cum. He bite his lip. “Don’t say my name like that you know what your voice does to me.”

As you go to say his name again, you tighten your grip onto his wrist as your orgasm washes over you. Giyuu’s fingers instantly being coated in your slick. He pulled them out, only to quickly clean them with his tongue. He grabbed your hand and quickly walked to your shared bedroom. Both his and your clothes ripped off the second you two stepped foot into the room. He softly threw you onto the bed, only to quickly crawl in between your legs. He once again locked eyes with you as he kitten licked your puffy clit.

Your legs shook, still sensitive from your previous orgasm. Giyuu wanted nothing more than to overstimulate you. His tongue going back and forth from your cunt to your clit, only to suck on your clit most of the time, making you cream.

Your thighs tight around giyuu’s face as he slurps up your cream before sucking hour clit once again. Your legs shake as you tighten your grip in the water hashira’s messy raven hair. “I’m going to cum” you manage to whine out between moans. In response, Giyuu only shoved his face more into your cunt, this time humming to add vibrations. With a gasp you came, Giyuu happily licked it up before standing up, and rubbing his cock between your slick folds.

Oh how it turned him on and fascinated him how wet you got for him. Your slick covering even a little bit of your thighs. Your cunt white with your cream mixed with giyuu’s precum. At times like these he hates having a sensitive tip, once he shoved it into your warm, wet, gummy tight walls, he let out a moan, already wanting to fill you up with his seed.

“Oh Giyuu” you moaned out, locking eyes with his. You felt his cock twitch inside of you, his face flushed red. If Giyuu didn’t feel like he could cum over your tight cunt, the sight in front of him made him want to. You laid in front of him, nipples perky, cheeks red, little droplets of sweat littered your skin. Your body trembled from being over sensitive, and your face showed how fucked out you were, along with how much pleasure you were feeling with his thick, veiny cock stretching your tight pussy out in the best way.

Giyuu pulled almost entirely out, only leaving his swollen angry mushroom tip inside, before roughly shoving his whole cock back inside, making both of you moan. His thrust were on the slower side, as he focused more on how deep he could go. “D-don’t look at me like that..don’t say my n-name like that you know what you do to me a-and I want to savor this moment” he said between grunts.

His pace began to speed up, making you leave rings of white cream on his cock before eventually completely coating his entire cock and balls with your cream. Your eyes traveled down to his abdomen that was completely coated in your slick.

“Giyuu you feel so fucking good oh Giyuu I want you to fill me up with your cum I want all of it please”

You watched Giyuu bite his lip before folding you into the mating press, his cock bullying the tip of your cervix.

Neither of you could warn the other as your orgasms washed over the two of you faster than either of you anticipated.

Giyuu’s cock twitching inside of you before he pulled out. Flipping you onto your side.

He captured your lips again before pulling back, his eyes going down to your cunt to watch a mixture of yours and his cum leaking out. Giyuu quickly pushed it back in with his once again hard cock. You let out a tired moan.

“Forgive me my love, but I’m not done yet. I want you to milk my cock.”

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Sorry for it being kinda short I hope y’all still enjoy 💙

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the-head-ancho-chilli · 1 year

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The Hashira and their Sense of Humor

Apologies for the hiatus! A lot has happened over the last couple of months and I'm finally getting some of them (somewhat) resolved through therapy and A LOT of patience with myself. So here's a post that I written back in October that brings me so much joy! Thank you all for your patience ^^

Word count: 2k~

Mitsuri Kanroji

You know those types of people who want to tell you a really funny story but they need to stop laughing first?

And they've been laughing for the past fifteen minutes?

Yeah that's Mitsuri

I'm not entirely sure what to categorize this either than comedic storytelling

She could probably be a standup comedian too, she has some good stories to tell

But Mitsuri is really in her element when when someone else is telling a mildly amusing story

She will just keep adding onto it to somehow make it even more funnier than it was originally intended

Misturi could make an inside joke between you guys too, she is the designated funny friend of the Hashira

I also feel like she sometimes makes self-deprecating jokes, but not on any serious topics

Like she enjoys poking fun at the fact that she's still single

For an example, Mitsuri and Shinobu could be making an order at a restaurant for lunch

By the time Mitsuri finishes her first round of food and hands the dishes to the waiter, she accidentally drops them causing all the plates and bowls to shatter all over the floor

She tries to help clean up but the staff insists that she shouldn't worry about it

Sitting back down with Shinobu, cheeks red from embarrassment, Mitsuri will crack an awkward smile and say "Yeah, this is why I'm still single!"

Obanai Iguro

Obanai is the most sarcastic motherfucker on this list

I feel like his number one policy is "Don't ask me stupid questions"

He's already annoyed like 70% of the time, just don't annoy him even more

But then again...

"Hey Obanai, did you lose this?" "No I was just playing hide and seek with an inanimate object for fun, YES I fucking dropped it"

"You look really tired, are you doing okay?" "Hell yeah, nothing says healthy like eye bags as dark as my hair"

"Can I pet your snake?" "Yeah you just gotta let him nibble you first but don't worry, he's only venomous"

Usually he's kinda rude about it but he does have his nice moments

"Hey Obanai, can you pass me that?" Obanai will just say no but hand and just hand it to you anyways

Some people just don't understand sarcasm all the time and that's when he kinda runs into some trouble

Obanai and Kyojuro were walking to a meeting together, but Obanai had forgotten his jacket AND haori

It was quite chilly outside too, so poor Obanai was shivering while trying to keep Kaburamaru warm

Kyojuro asked Obanai "My friend, winter is coming! Aren't you cold?"

Obanai deadpanned and said "Of course not, I'm just practicing my acting. Glad to see that my shivering is that convincing"

"How interesting! Maybe you should audition for a play at the theatre!"

Obanai's annoyance kept him warm for the rest of the day

Tengen Uzui

Quite an obvious statement, but Tengen’s humor mainly comprises of sex jokes and innuendos

The man has three wives, of course he would find that shit funny

Like he will be in the middle of a meeting, and everyone will line up to receive some gifts from Kagaya

He will say "Come in a straight line, my students"

Tengen will chuckle and say "That's what she said"

Tengen is also the type to be "gay with the homies" and loves to embarrass Sanemi and Obanai by making jokes about being in love or hooking up with them

He chooses specifically those two because it felt awkward to make the jokes to Gyomei

Tengen once spent forty-five minutes explaining to Kyojuro that he didn't actually want to buy him dinner after Kyojuro gave him a genuinely offended look to the highest degree

"How deceitful of you, Tengen"

He pretty much wrote off saying jokes like that to Kyojuro following that incident, but he really can't help himself sometimes

I don't think that Tengen solely has generic innuendos he uses on everyone, he likes testing what SPECIFIC category of sex jokes makes people uncomfortable

Like if Giyu goes to the bathroom, Tengen will saunter up with a finger gun on his chin and ask "Pissing all by yourself, handsome?"

Everyone is throwing their shoes at him

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Of course this sadistic bastard likes slapstick, what we’re you thinking?

He may be good at holding in a laugh, but you can still see that stupid smirk on his face if anyone stumbles

One time Tengen's six foot ass fell face first while running late to a meeting

Sanemi actually struggled to keep his composure that day, he had to bite his lips together to hide the uncontrollable grin on his face

People getting smacked upside the head, tripping others, people getting violently angry, Sanemi loves it all

He refuses to admit that Zenitsu is funny

Now a regular civilian is one thing, but children getting roughed up is another

there was a particular incident where Sanemi had come across some kids swinging on a tree branch near a market he occasionally visited

This week ass branch definitely didn't have the strength to hold up any of those kids

So Sanemi did what any sane person would, and stuck around to watch this disaster happen

Well unfortunately for this one child, the branch snapped mid-swing and fell right on their face

And there was Sanemi, a hand over his stomach from laughing at these dumb kids

He didn't even stop to help them or anything, just calmed down from laughing so hard and walked away to continue shopping

Shinobu Kocho

An absolute queen of insult humor

Even Sanemi can’t beat Shinobu at her best

Do you even think she would stick with the basic ass jokes? Of course not

She can be an absolute menace if she really wants to

Shinobu is just tired of everyone's shit, and she can get even more exhausted from putting on that smile nearly as much as Kyojuro

She just can't keep up

Which brings me to my main point, which is that Shinobu's funny side usually comes out in rants or vents with the people closest to her

She and Mitsuri both express their humor by storytelling, Shinobu's just originates more from anger an annoyance rather than an effort to be entertaining

Regardless of who Shinobu's around, everyone can tell that when she walks through the door with steam coming out of her ears, everyone's gonna be laughing their asses off

As anyone can agree if they've worked in any form of customer service, there are some days where you are so damn close to breaking your cool

When Tengen got placed in the Butterfly Estate's infirmary, Shinobu was actually going to kill a patient instead of saving them for once

Like this man was just demanding shit and teasing his friend left and right, and Aoi had never been so afraid of her mentor in her entire life

Aoi tried to calm her down, "Sticks and stones Shinobu, don't let him get to you!"

Tengen only snickered

Ooooo, she lost her shit

"Sticks and stones may break my bones but PLEASE. FUCK. OFF"

Angy Shinobu is best Shinobu

Kyojuro Rengoku

Look me in the eyes and tell me Kyojuro doesn’t like puns

I know you can't do it

He will howl with laughter nearly every time you tell him a pun

"Hey Kyo, you're never gonna believe it! Remember my friend with a bakery? Well it just burned down!"

At first he'll show genuine concern, politely shouting "How unfortunate!"

"Don't worry about it, his business is toast"

Give him a minute...

"Ahahaha! Good one!"

Not only does he like being told puns, but if he has a good opportunity to tell a well timed pun he will not stop giggling until he tells it

One time you, Tengen, Mitsuri, and Kyojuro were all trying to decide where to eat after a long day of work

At one point Tengen suggested hotpot, even offering to take you all to one that Makio and Suma liked

Kyojuro tried muffling his laughing, but his attention was redirected when you asked him what he thought of the idea

Finally able to cease his giggles, Kyojuro proudly shouted "SOUPER"

It doesn't matter if you find the joke funny or not, Kyojuro's laughter is so contagious that you're dying at the silly pun

What a fucking dork <3

Giyu Tomioka

If there was a form of comedy that’s applicable at any given moment, Giyu would use it on a daily basis

Luckily for him, Giyu discovered it very quicky and refuses to let the tactic go

That's right, Giyu is physically incapable of stopping himself from making a "your mom" joke

Everyone can blame Obanai for that one

Quite literally at any opportunity, Giyu will mutter the phrase under his breath

Unfortunately, because it has become such an unconscious thing for Giyu, this bad habit of his ends up kicking his ass at the worst of times

with all due respect to Giyu's efforts, it just makes him unintentionally funny

in an awkward way

Giyu visited one of his favourite restaurants on his day off, the waiter asked "Is there anything else you would like, sir?" after giving his order

Now Giyu didn't mean it, he really didn't

It just slipped out of his mouth so easily

"Your mom"

Let me tell you, the silence was absolutely deafening

After the two stared at each other in mutual confusion, Giyu just wordlessly left due to the sheer embarrassment and awkwardness he had caused

He tried to go back, truly, Giyu made the effort and walked through the door

But he made uncomfortable eye contact with that same waiter and walked out

He hasn't gone back to that restaurant since ;,)

Gyomei Himijima

I have already established in my Gyomei Headcannons post that Gyomei is the dad friend of the Hashira (go check out that post if you haven’t btw ^^)

So of course he's going to make dad jokes, everyone saw this coming

God forbid you ever complain around him, he will see it as an opportunity (usually)

"Man, I'm really hungry" Gyomei will hand you a bento box and say "Hi hungry, I'm prepared

He is THAT GUY that makes "I haven't seen you since last year!" jokes

Every single year without fail

Shockingly, Gyomei and Kyojuro will bond over their mutual love for super corny jokes

One time while training Genya, Gyomei asked him "Child, what is long and sticky?"

Genya paused his routine to think for a moment, slightly disturbed by the question

"I don't know what you- fresh mochi?" Gyomei shook his head

Genya made a claw gesture with his hands, knowing Gyomei couldn't see it

"No idea, what's long and sticky?"

Gyomei gave a small, sly smile before responding

"A stick, little one"

To be honest, Gyomei's jokes do annoy some of the Hashira whenever he makes them (mainly Shinobu, Obanai and Tengen)

Normally because he's so calm about it

Tengen usually is one to lose his temper over it though

"You really got a joke for about everything, huh?" "Indeed I do, Tengen. I even have one about construction"

Tengen's eye will twitch as he taunts Gyomei "Oh yeah? Well let's hear it then!"

"I'm afraid I can't, my friend. I'm still working on it"

Kyojuro's laugh echoes throughout the meeting as Tengen realizes he most definitely walked into that one

Muichiro Tokito

His sense of humor is weird

That’s all I have, anything that Muichiro finds funny is actually kinda strange

He does this thing where he will go in with a fistbump, but change it to a high five last second

Muichiro can do it the other way around too, but regardless it results in this silly fist-five thing that makes him chuckle

He's a little bit of a devious child so his sense of humor kinda comes from whatever will annoy the other Hashira

Sometimes he will sit in the middle of a meeting and just blow raspberries while spacing out a little

It annoys the fuck out of Sanemi and Obanai because Muichiro's spit gets EVERYWHERE

Even Giyu thinks that kid comes with his own splash zone

He's not one for pranks per say, but he likes reaping a bit of terror amongst the other Hashira

One time Muichiro stole Tengen's red eyeliner one weekend purely for entertainment

the next day when everyone showed up to the meeting, people got to witness a very distressed Tengen

Holding up Sanemi and Obanai midair by the collar of their shirts, Tengen interrogated the both of them where they hid his shockingly expensive liner

Of course no one would suspect the slobbering kid, who was inconspicuously blowing raspberries

Had anyone asked Muichiro if he saw Tengen's liner, Muichiro would turn to the fuming man and giggle

Secretly, Aoi is Muichiro's unknowing accomplice in these scenarios

"Here Aoi, could you hold this for a while?" "Uhh, sure? What is it for?" "Hmm? Oh nothing..."

Don't underestimate this little shit

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Hey y’all! Hope you liked this post, it was such a pleasure to write it ^^

I’m hoping that now I’ll be able to write more for this blog now that I have more time, and I have more posts lined up in the future :)

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lizzyluedudes · 9 months

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I did the color wheel challenge and decided to draw all the hashira from demon slayer!

#color wheel challenge #my art #art #digital art #fanart #demon slayer fanart #rengoku kyojuro #tengen uzui #gyomei himejima #sanemi shinaguzawa #muichiro tokito #giyuu tomioka #shinobu kocho #obanai iguro #mitsuri kanroji fanart #demon slayer hashira

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peachdues · 9 months

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I Want You, I Need You (NSFW)

Requested for Sanemi x Y/N • Rengoku x Y/N • Giyuu x Y/N by @stuckinthewrongworld

Come get your food, you skanks.

CW: explicit sexual content for all three. Sanemi is princess slut in this. Rengoku is an angy boy (some mild hate-fucking). Giyuu is emotional. Condoms are non-existent, cre @ mpies all around. Exhibitionism in Sanemi’s (more like public sex), and hurt/comfort in Giyuu’s. MDNI. Read below the cut.

Reblogs, tags, and comments always appreciated! Love you all 🍑🌸🤍

Sanemi

Sanemi Shinazugawa hated quickies with a passion. He much preferred to have his girlfriend spread out over his chosen piece of furniture, completely at his mercy, where he was free to take as much time with her as he wanted, thank you very much.

But then his girlfriend had strode into his apartment wearing that fucking dress for his office’s charity gala, the satin one that clung to every dip and curve of her just fucking right, and Sanemi’s mouth had gone dry.

Even an hour after arriving, Sanemi is still struggling to conceal the hardness in his tuxedo pants that grows ever more demanding with every passing second.

It doesn’t help that half the men and women in his office keep eyeing Y/N like she was a goddamn meal and they haven’t eaten in days.

Y/N certainly hadn’t fucking helped his predicament when she’d slid past him to grab a drink from the bar, only for her ass to brush against his stiffening length. She’d frozen for a moment, surprised at just how tightly wound her boyfriend had been, but then the little succubus had ground the supple curve of her ass back against him once, and Sanemi nearly came in his pants.

One look at her devilish smirk had him closing his hand around her wrist and practically tugging her through the throng of his subordinates and co-workers gathered at the museum, to find somewhere — anywhere — private where he could give it right back to her.

Sanemi had found such a secluded corner in the back of coatcheck, and had wasted no time in pushing Y/N up against the farthest wall from the entrance and shoving the long skirt of her dress aside. He’d been pleased that the one she’d selected to wear that evening had a daring little slit that went nearly to her thigh — it’d made pulling that scrap of lace she called a thong to the side all the easier.

“D’you want me, baby?” He’d snarled in her ear as he shoved his fingers between her thighs to run them over her damp slit, pleased that she was just as turned on as he.

Y/N’s eyes were wide with lust, and she let out the sexiest fucking high-pitched mewl ever to grace Sanemi’s ears, nodding enthusiastically.

“Good,” he’d growled, fumbling with the opening of his tuxedo pants as he shoved them down just far enough to release his fully erect length, red and leaking in demand as he brought it against her slick, euphoric heat. “‘Cuz I fuckin’ need you.”

And that was how the couple found themselves in the back of the museum’s coat room, tucked behind the last rack of fancy coats and scarves, Y/N pressed against the wall and her thong pulled to the side while Sanemi thrust savagely up into her.

It was true, he hated quickies — but something about the thought of taking Y/N to a secluded corner and fucking her senseless while the threat of being caught loomed, made Sanemi’s cock even harder than it already was, plunging in and out of her satiny heat.

And given the lewd squelching of Y/N’s cunt as his cock drives in and out of her at record pace, it seemed his girlfriend would be inclined to agree with him; this was fucking hot.

“Your pussy is so fuckin’ perfect,” Sanemi grunts in her ear as he pushes her thigh back firmly against the wall they’re braced against. “And all wet for me.”

Y/N’s hands greedily roam the planes of his torso, concealed beneath his tuxedo shirt. She opens her mouth to respond when the motion-sensor hall light outside of the coat room clicks on, voices of museum patrons not too far away.

The voices draw nearer as Sanemi’s thrusts grow sloppier and Y/N clenches tighter around him. Her pretty lips fall open in a perfect “o” and Sanemi knows she’s about to start making those high-pitched, breathy moans she always makes just before she cums.

As much as it pains him, he frees his hand from its grip under her thigh and closes it over her mouth, stifling the sounds as they begin to bubble up her throat.

But that hand had been keeping her leg pinned to the wall, and Y/N is too fucked out of her mind to keep it up herself. Her foot comes to rest back on the floor, leg wobbling precariously in her strappy heels as she tries to hold herself upright.

Unfortunately for Sanemi, their new position now causes Y/N’s succulent cunt to clench him even tighter, and Sanemi knows he’s only a few pumps away from unloading into her warmth, and those damnable voices are still getting closer.

Of fucking course they chose to duck behind the rack that housed the coat this particular guest needed right fucking then.

Sanemi brings his lips to the back of the hand he has covering Y/N’s mouth, his teeth breaking his skin as he bites down in an effort to keep his groans in check. The sight, is apparently too overwhelming for Y/N, because suddenly the walls of her velvety cunt are spasming around him, and the only part of her eyes Sanemi can see are the whites as they roll back into her head with the force of her orgasm.

Her legs quiver beneath him and the vibration sends Sanemi hurtling over the edge, his eyes squeezing tight as his cock spurts within Y/N’s honeyed core.

“Ah, here we are, ticket 1915! For Mr. Ubayashiki!” The coat check attendant chirps.

Sanemi’s eyes fly open at the name. The coat rack he’d taken Y/N behind was not just any coat rack.

No. It was the rack for his fucking boss. And now, his boss and the poor attendant, who most certainly is not being paid enough for his services, are about to be exposed to Sanemi Shinazugawa’s bare ass while he’s in the middle of unloading inside his girlfriend.

In a last-ditch, desperate attempt to preserve what remains of his tattered dignity, Sanemi blindly grabs a handful of coats and shoved them forward, praying to whatever gods there might be that Mr. Ubyashiki’s is near the front.

Whether by dumb luck or divine intervention, the coat check attendant does not need to dig too far in the rack to find Mr. Ubayashiki’s coat. The footsteps pad away and both Sanemi and Y/N look to one another and exhale against his hand, relaxing in relief.

Sanemi waits until the coat check attendant flips the light of the room off before he dares to pull out.

“Shit, sorry,” Sanemi tries to brush a bead of his cum that accidentally drops onto the side of Y/N’s dress as his seed begins to trickle down her thighs. His softened cock still hanging out of his pants, Sanemi grabs a small handkerchief from his pocket and reaches between his girlfriend’s quivering legs to wipe away the excess, before fixing her thong. “You okay?”

Y/N nods, a delicate blush on her cheeks as Sanemi tucks himself back into his pants. Her hands flutter up to her hair, smoothing it down before she gasps, fingers flying to her lips.

“How’s my lipstick?” Y/N worries, grabbing his hand and forcing Sanemi to look closely at that sinful mouth of hers.

The outline of her lips still has traces of red that is slightly smudged, but the pillowy softness of her lips are her natural color.

In other words, Y/N looks as though she’d just been thoroughly kissed.

“Oh no,” Y/N’s eyes widen as mortification begins to settle over her.

But Sanemi came prepared.

“Ah, ah,” he tuts, reaching into the pocket of his pants to withdraw the small black tube containing his girlfriend’s chosen lip color for the evening. He feels a smug sense of pride at the way her shoulders visibly relax, a relieved smile spreading across her lips.

Y/N moves to take her lipstick from his hand, but Sanemi pulls it back, a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as Y/N furrows her eyebrows at him in question.

“Part your lips for me, darlin’,” he murmurs, and his pride multiplies at the way Y/N’s cheeks turn pink, her eyes darting from the hand clutching the tube and back to him.

Slowly, Y/N’s sensual lips part, and Sanemi uses his free hand to grip her gently — but possessively — under her chin to hold her still. Still holding the lipstick in his hand, he leans in and slants his mouth over hers, his tongue darting quickly between her relaxed lips to stroke her own. He feels himself begin to harden once more at the soft, surprised gasp that he swallows as his tongue licks the roof of her mouth before he pulls away once more.

Seamlessly, Sanemi pops the lid of her lipstick off with the same hand he holds it with, and brings the rouge to her mouth, gently patting the pigment against her still-parted lips as he’d seen her do countless times before.

Y/N’s eyes never leave his face, and though Sanemi is fixated entirely on her mouth, he knows that were he to look, he would see the same renewed heat for him in her gaze as he feels stirring in his blood.

Fuck, he loves her. He thinks he should marry her.

Finally, Sanemi steps back, satisfied with his job, closes the tube, and slips it back into his pocket.

“You’re fuckin’ gorgeous,” Sanemi shakes his head, hand reaching to take hers gently in his as he leads her back to the main floor of the museum. “Thank god you’re wearin’ white.”

Y/N squeezes the fingers interlaced with hers and Sanemi looks back to see that glint in her eye — the one that means trouble for him.

“When we get home — payback.” She promises, and Sanemi nearly hauls her ass out of the gala right then, knowing that “payback” meant Y/N would be tying his arms and legs to the posts of his bed and riding him ten ways to Sunday.

Just as the two cross the threshold back into the main gallery, Sanemi slips his hand against her ass and squeezes, roughly. “Bring it on, baby.” He taunts.

This time, it’s Y/N who turns on her heel, grabs his arm, and tugs him behind her, Sanemi smiling with abandon the whole way to the car.

Rengoku

“I don’t know what you want, Rengoku.” Y/N’s voice was hard, even as her eyes stung with the burn of unshed tears. “You’re a riddle I can’t figure out how to decipher, and I’m done trying.”

With that, Y/N turned away and made to leave his apartment for good. She was tired — so very tired of never being his priority; of him choosing anyone and anything but her. Whether it was his father, his brother, his job, his friends, or those boys he mentored, Y/N had grown tired of being relegated to the bottom of Rengoku’s list. He’d exhausted all of her resources, always stringing her along with lofty promises that he cared for her, that she was important to him, and yet she never found herself being used as anything but a last resort.

He wouldn’t even commit to dating her, for God’s sake. And so, she was done.

She’d just managed to wrench the front door open when a large hand shot past her head and slammed it shut once more. Y/N’s mouth opened in indignation, ready to curse the man at her back, but his other hand closed around her upper arm, whipping her back around before his mouth slams down over hers, angry and desperate.

She didn’t kiss him back at first, her thoughts too jumbled and her heart too angry, but Rengoku’s fire had always raged too hot, had always consumed everyone and everything that crossed his path. Y/N was no different; she’d burned for him from the start.

And so, Y/N finds herself giving in to his fervid lips and roaming hands, the anger they both felt charging the air around them, adding a further level of heat to their combustible romance.

“I want you,” Rengoku growls against her neck, as he makes quick work removing her sweater, and then her dress, the heat of his hands branding her bare skin, marking her as his. “I want you.”

Y/N only moans in response, any coherent thought left in her head dissolving as Rengoku’s teeth nip across her breasts, as he pushes her up against the door she’d tried to leave out of — tried to leave him.

Y/N’s hands are greedy as she unbuckles Rengoku’s belt and fumbles with the button of his trousers. She heaves a wanton sigh when her fingers slip past the fabric and connect with the thatch of coarse hair and heated steel within, his cock heavy and throbbing in her hand. Rengoku’s deep groan has her wetness dampening her underwear, and the two tear the last shreds of fabric from the other, frantic to feel.

“I want you.” He repeats, again and again.

Rengoku hauls her up against the door, and her legs wrap easily around his hips because this is a waltz they’ve danced so many times before. He does not bother to use his fingers to prepare her, far too enraptured in his own desire to wait to sheathe himself within her any longer.

“I want you,” his teeth nip at her bottom lip, demanding she open up to him, as his tip presses against her throbbing entrance. “And I fucking need you, Y/N.”

As his tongue slides into her waiting mouth, Rengoku buries his cock within her, and Y/N doesn’t care if she will always be his last resort, not if he’ll keep fucking her like this.

His hips ruthlessly snap in and out of her and fuck, she loves it, loves the way he knows how to fuck her just right so that she’s a whimpering, moaning mess. She loves him. He is pounding melody into her that only he knows, her spine digging into the hard surface of his front door which rattles in its setting. Vaguely, Y/N is aware that everyone on the street can probably hear the way she screams his name, can hear his animalistic snarls and grunts and moans as he whispers how fucking perfect she is and how good she feels clenching around him.

“Stay,” he beseeches her, in between the sharp, thrusts of his cock into her heat, so deep that she fears he will be able to imprint himself on her very soul. “Stay. With me.”

Y/N’s legs tighten around his hips as Rengoku’s hand shoves between their bodies to connect with her aching clit. It only takes him one, two circles and a gentle press of his thumb to have Y/N coming apart around him, giving herself fully into his relentless fire that she knows, deep in her heart, she will never escape.

“You’re mine,” Rengoku growls in her ear, her release coating his groin and making the sounds of his skin slapping against hers wetter, more obscene. “Say it.”

Y/N only cries out, her cunt a sloppy mess as the thrust of Rengoku’s hips into her grow more forceful as his release nears.

“Say it,” beneath his possessive snarl is the edge of desperation, as though he knows she already has one foot out the door that he now fucks her against.

“Y-yours,” she says feebly. “I’m yours, ah, Rengoku.”

Her oath is all Rengoku needs to unleash his seed within her, his hips giving one last mighty slam up before stilling, a loud, deep groan of her name reverberating in her ears as he presses his body flush against hers.

She wishes she could regret it, but she’s long-since resigned herself to the whim of her heart.

And so, Y/N stays.

Giyuu

Y/N finds that sleep evades her most nights.

At least, such is the case here, at the end of her life.

When she was eighteen, twenty-five had seemed so very far away; almost intangible. Not real, not attainable.

At the time, she’d not given it much thought. The Star Hashira had no ties, no bonds, that’d survived until the sun rose and they emerged victorious. So when that silvery, six-pointed star appeared right between her brow, she’d not mourned her fate. After all, it hadn’t even been certain they would win at all.

She’d lost consciousness before Tanjiro had temporarily become a Demon himself, and she woke up a month later with most of her friends dead. Of the Hashira who’s fought, only three survived — herself, and the Wind and Water Pillars.

She’d respected both of them, though she’d not been particularly close to either. But shared trauma can form bonds just as sure as any other experience, and so, she’d grown close with both men upon their respective reawakenings.

Sanemi’d grown to be a close older brother-figure, a steadfast and warm presence in her life, even if he still bore traces of that occasional hot-headedness. But his mark had claimed him three years prior, and with him, he’d taken half of her remaining heart.

The other half, however, belonged to the raven-haired man sleeping soundly beside her in their futon, beautiful and serene.

Though, it wouldn’t be fair to say that he’d come to possess the entire half of her heart — he now shared it with the sleeping toddler in the next room, the spitting image of her father, though she’d inherited Y/N’s eyes.

By some miracle, Giyuu’s mark hadn’t activated even during that final battle, meaning that he’d passed his 25th birthday with ease, welcoming their first — and now, only — child shortly after.

They hadn’t been close at the time Y/N’s mark appeared, nor had he’d noticed during that final battle, given how light and delicate that cursed star had been.

It was perhaps selfish of her to not tell him her fate, but then again, she hadn’t meant to fall in love with him.

Y/N rolled over in their blankets to face her sleeping husband. He lay on his back, head tilted towards her, with the most peaceful expression upon his lovey face. He was as bare as she, though she’d recently taken to wearing his haori after they’d finished their more physical activities, Y/N claiming that she’d desired nothing more than to be enveloped by his scent.

That’d been true — but moreso because she wanted to etch the smell of home into every cell within her. It was why she’d spent so many mornings with her nose buried in her daughter’s hair, as she held her close.

Perhaps the gods would be kind enough to allow her to take these treasured mementos with her to the afterlife, when death came to call in its debt.

How could they have imagined the price of their victory?

Y/N could feel the panic within her begin to bubble and churn, as the deadline on her life drew ever closer — now, a mere two months away. If she could not get the howl of her despair to quiet, she’d risk waking Giyuu and causing him to worry. He is already beginning to stir, his Hashira-trained instincts responding to her palpable restlessness.

But Y/N knows how to conceal her anguish. She lifts her hand to gently caress the side of her dearly beloved’s face, who grunted in response to her touch. Slowly, she let her hand trail downward, fingers tracing teasingly along elegant slope of his nose, to the sensual pout of his lips.

As she grazes his lower lips, Giyuu, barely conscious, presses gentle kisses against her fingertips, and Y/N nearly dissolves into tears.

Still, she lets her hand continue to trace along the well-traveled plains of his body. Her fingers brush against the edge of the blanket draped over his lower hips letting them linger teasingly.

“Y/N,” Giyuu’s voice is rough with sleep, but the corded muscles of his abdomen flex beneath her touch.

“I want you,” Y/N breathes as her hand slipped beneath the covers of their futon to grip his growing hardness. She leans over and brushes her lips against the hollow of his throat, and let her tongue trail teasingly down his sternum.

Giyuu’s response is a low growl, as he grabs her by the jaw, pulling her up to kiss her roughly, greedily, before flipping her onto her back and covering her with his body, alive and eager for her after a few gentle caresses.

Her legs part easily to accommodate Giyuu’s hips as they come to a rest against hers, his length brushing against her heated cunt so deliciously that neither can help moaning in unison.

As Giyuu aligns his tip with her entrance, Y/N brings her lips to his throat, teeth nipping at that sensitive spot just above his adam’s apple.

“I need you,” she whispers, and Giyuu slides home in a single, fluid motion, the tendons in his neck tightening in his restraint.

But Y/N does not want him to be restrained. She wants him to feel her love, so that maybe, just maybe, he won’t hate her when the time comes, in a matter of weeks, when she does not awaken beside him.

She hooks her leg around Giyuu’s backside and flips them, her hips dropping effortlessly down his length as she begins to ride him, her husband’s head falling back against his pillow in bliss. His hand comes to rest against her waist, steadying her, though he allows it to wander to her breasts or to squeeze at her ass every so often.

As she increases the pace of her hips, dropping and rolling and grinding against him, so too, does the frequency of the noises which fall from her beloved’s mouth. Y/N savors the breathy moans and whines and grunts that Giyuu makes as he begins to buck up into her, shamelessly chasing his own release.

She loves it when he’s as needy for her as she is for him.

Giyuu’s fingers find that bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs and they swirl and press against her in a way that has her head falling back, his name a prayer on her lips. She wants him to come with her, so she braces her feet flat against their futon, bouncing herself up and down the length of his cock, shiny with her slick, because she knows he likes to watch himself disappear in, and out of her.

The walls of her core tighten around him, and Giyuu finds nirvana first, his head thrown back and a loud moan for her tearing from his throat. The sight leads to her own undoing, with Y/N free-falling off the precipice of her pleasure after him, her cunt seizing around him as though he was her lifeline.

Giyuu has a sleepy smile on his face as his hips roll lazily up into her, his hand coming to stroke the soft part of her belly as he muses that perhaps this time his seed will take again, and they can give their daughter a new sibling.

She doesn’t have the heart to tell him she’s been taking a tea that will prevent that from happening, ever since she’d passed her 24th birthday. It would seem too cruel to risk dying in childbirth, potentially taking their unborn child with her.

In truth, she was secretly glad to have had their precious daughter before Y/N was forced to leave him. Not only was the little girl the beautiful, physical manifestation of her parent’s love, but she would serve as her father’s anchor to life, here.

If that made Y/N selfish and wicked, then so be it. She’d never claimed to be good.

But damn, if she hadn’t hoped for more time.

As she collapses against her husband’s chest, spent and satisfied, as his hand comes up to delicately trace over her spine, she feels the familiar prickle of tears behind her eyelids. She buries her face deeper into her husband’s neck, hoping his scent will steady her as it so often does.

Giyuu murmurs against her forehead how much he loves her, how much he cherishes her and their family, and the tears begin to fall. She hopes she can pass off the droplets gathering on her cheeks as the product of pleasure or happiness, rather than that of the cold despair and bitter sorrow she feels as her end draws near.

But then again, they’d been running on borrowed time anyways.

I hope you enjoyed your weekly addition of slutty-angsty-pain with yours, truly.

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18+ lesbian Drabble Multifandom x Afab reader ,Dom/sub dynamics, squirting, overstimulation, edging

Smacks your ass

She can’t help it when you walk around those tight shorts bending down to pick something up she purposefully dropped. Or even when your wearing a pair of plain jeans they just fit your figure so perfectly so she just smacks your ass. You always yelp a bit surprised. She loves getting the reaction out of you. So when your busy lost in thought riding her strap in reverse cowgirl a simple slap brings it all together. And another until your ass starts to sting she’ll rub you later. But for now she keeps slapping watching your asschecks bounce even more while she increases her pace her hips grounding on your sore ass.

Nami, Mitsuri, Sasha, Piek, Ino, Vanessa

Smacks your pussy

“Come on you can hold out a little longer.” Do it for me will yah,” she begged. But you came anyway squirting on her half sunken fingers. “Seems this pussy can’t behave itself huh.” She slaps your pussy hitting your swollen clit stoping your orgasm mid way. Tears fall from your eyes in defeat your mascara begging to run. “You look so pretty when you cry let’s try that again.” She continues to edge your pussy slapping it anytime you begin to feel relief. If only she found out about this sooner. At least she knew your new routine.

Hange, F.F, Shizuku, Joyelne, Robin, Mey Rin, Anko, Histora, Hina, Yuzuha

Slaps your face

She hit you and it felt like a kiss. “Open your mouth whore.” She demands her palm running across your cheek. You follow her commands opening your mouth to willingly accept her spit. “Damn how desperate could you possibly be?” Hmm that’s what I love about you such a filthy slut huh?” You nodded agreeing. “Answer me.” She slapped you again. “Yes Ma’am I’m everything that you say anything you want,” you smiled. “That’s my girl now suck on this.” She shoved her strap in your mouth.

Yelana, Quanxi, Makima, Shinbou, Temari, Miruko, Mikasa , Mereoleona , Annie, Ymir, Shoko

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┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺╚══ Wind Pillar ╝

Premise: A life without the demon corps was just meaningless. Living with a heavy survivor guilt can really eat someone from the inside. That was until a weak light arrived in the most unexpected way possible, breathing life back into his lungs, making him feel needed once more.

Word Count: 5081

Warning: spoilers, the story takes place after the manga’s original timeline.

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Shinazugawa Sanemi was not the wind pillar anymore, he wasn’t Genya’s older brother anymore either. There was nobody left in this world that needed him.

After losing his family and dedicating his youth to demon hunting, losing the corps was the final blow for him.

Why was he the only one left?

He should have died if not with his family back in the day he should at least have died defending his brother’s life, Genya should be the one alive right now, not him.

What is the point of being alive when everything you care for was now gone?

He wasn’t particularly good at anything else besides demon hunting, getting a regular job and settling down was definitely not his style. He walked around the neighborhood he used to live in when his family was still alive, the thought of moving back into his old house crossed his mind, maybe do some renovations, hopefully he could drown in his good memories until time would come to give out his last breath.

But the house was now taken by an unknown family. A lot of people lost it all to demons and the destruction they brought with them, it wasn’t uncommon to see abandoned houses here and there, it made sense the house was deemed abandoned, they did leave to never come back.

He had nothing left, not even his old house.

Starting fresh could be encouraging to others, but for Sanemi it was torture.

None of the dojos he visited needed new instructors, majority of them were terrified by his looks alone, if a bunch of guys hitting each other for no apparent reason didn’t want him there what type of job was he supposed to get? It’s not like he was well mannered and literate like Tomioka or had a support network like Tanjiro. What’s the point of being the second strongest pillar if the demons were now all gone.

Sanemi’s lunch was now being given to stray ducks as he had no appetite whatsoever, feeding them was more productive than remaining in such a depressing head space, that’s when an orange rolled in between his feet. He didn’t think much of it, maybe someone dropped it while shopping, but then another orange came rolling next, and then three, making him look back in confusion.

A lone cart full of oranges was coming full speed down a hill with no one pushing it. He had to do something otherwise the villagers could get hurt, he saw small children playing around the area not long ago. Running towards it he was able to stop it before anything major happened, only a few oranges were lost, and the cart was still in good shape. A young woman came running in his direction panting for her life, “Thank you so much, good sir. My cart, it was so heavy, I lost control of it on my way home.”

Not trusting your current strength, he kept on holding the cart, still thinking of the kids running around and how exhausted you looked. “Were you heading down hill?”

“Not really, I was actually supposed to go up the hill behind us, but the cart was heavier than I expected, and it wouldn’t listen to me, so it rolled backwards.” Sanemi stared at said hill with a worrisome expression, that was no hill, that was a full-sized mountain. You were small, looked frail, pale even, little cuts and scars littering your hands. There was no way you could take the cart up that mountain, and it was not like he had anything else to do.

Somehow you reminded him of his mother and how they always needed to help her move heavy stuff around and reach tall places, wanting to help you came out naturally from his heart. “Lead the way.”

“Eh? It’s ok, don’t worry about me. I can take it!” your blushy surprised looking face caused him to scoff, turning the cart around and walking up the first hill. “Like hell you can. Now shut up and tell me where to go.”

“How can I tell you where to go if I shut up?” you were doing your best not to grin at his constipated looking scowl, but instead of teasing him further you just walked beside him in silence. The climb up to your house was steep, but he didn’t even sweat, before you noticed you were now at the entrance of your property, all over way too fast.

“Thank you, good sir. You can leave the cart there I will unload the oranges.” you ran into a small shed, bringing a cloth to wrap them up and bring them all inside. If the cart was heavy, the load was even worse. You couldn’t even lift them from the ground, causing Sanemi to heave a deep sigh. “Don’t you have a husband to help you? Or someone else like a father or brothers? There’s no way you can take all those fucking oranges inside unless you take one at a time and that would take a stupid amount of time.” He grabbed the load with one hand, swinging it over his shoulder like if it weighted nothing, waiting for you to open the door to your abode.

“I do not. My entire family was devoured by a wild beast while I was being treated in a hospice, far from here. Once I regained my strength back, they were all gone. My brother was the one who did all the heavy work around here, my mother and I would pick up the harvest and take care of the animals.” you had a pretty large farm, it wasn’t well tended now but it had several crops still growing and remains of what it used to be an area for livestock. “So, I do most of the work now that I’m alone.”

He knows how uncomfortable sympathetic comments are, so he doesn’t address the information gained, “Why do you even need so many oranges?” a loud thump could be heard as he set them on the kitchen floor, making the wooden floor tremble at the weight. “I was thinking of using them to make some marmalade and sell it at the markets, growing crops is harder than I thought, and I still need to eat, so had to figure something out.”

It was somewhat comforting for Sanemi hearing about the struggles of someone with a similar background. You both couldn’t protect your family, both had to worry about an uncertain future ahead of you. Both had things the other didn’t, but it felt good knowing he wasn’t the only one out there with similar problems.

“Do you like marmalade? I got some bread earlier, come sit down. Let me make you some tea, I still need to thank you for your kindness.” he nodded looking around for a place to sit down, the climb and the lack of food were starting to get to him, it sounded like a good idea.

He never thought making marmalade could be as complex, he had nothing better to do so he just looked at you from where he was sitting. Your hands were so small you needed both of them to stir the mix in the pot, it was amusing. The focus you were putting into making the treat, the tip of your tongue poking out passed your lips in concentration, it was all very eye catching. He’s always admire people that are good at cooking, always wanted to make delicious ohagi for himself, but he wasn’t the best with his hands unless it required brutish strength.

Once the marmalade was ready, you brought it to the small table in front of him, setting down a loaf of bread, a knife and two cups of steaming green tea.

Sanemi thinks back of the last time he was able to relax this way, sad thing really, he hadn’t ever since his mother left this world. Thinking of having afternoon tea without a worry in the world, it’s been over a decade since he had the luxury to do just that.

“Is it good? Do you like it? If you don’t, I can bring out something else.” the expectant look in your eyes made him contemplate what was in his mouth. It was sweet and very refreshing, he’s never had orange marmalade before so he couldn’t really compare it to any other, but he definitely didn’t hate it and wouldn’t mind eating some more. “It’s good, I’m sure it will sell well.” happy with his reply, you tried a bit yourself making mental notes of how to improve it even more.

Teacups were empty, plates clean, it was time for Sanemi to go back to wonder around town, maybe even try to find that one inn he heard about the day before. As he was getting up from his seat heavy rain came pouring down, a loud thunder making you jump. “When it rains this bad around here it takes a while for it to go away; would you like to stay for dinner? Um…sir?”

“Shinazugawa. Shinazugawa Sanemi.”

“Would you like to stay for dinner, Shinazugawa-san? I’m (Y/N) by the way.” he was starting to worry for your well being, you were deliberately letting an unknown man into your house and didn’t even know his name, that was not safe, even without demons around. “Tch, not like I have a choice.”

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The rain was just not stopping, dinner was done for, and it was pitch black outside, the mountain’s treacherous paths were not places to wonder around in a stormy night like this one, “Shinazugawa-san, how about you stay for the night? You can stay in my brother’s room; I can even lend you some of his clothing so you can take a bath.”

A bath, it’s been days since he took one of those, an alluring offer indeed, but somehow the way you were taking the situation didn’t sit right in his stomach, rage was now bubbling inside his chest at your disregard for your own safety.

“Are you dumb or what? Do you not see me as a man? Hell, you do know you shouldn’t bring men you don’t know into your house, right? Specially not at night.” his angry outburst made you giggle, closing the front door shut to make a statement. “You sound like my brother, he used to say things like that to my mother. I do know you though, you’re the very kind young man that helped a woman in need without asking anything in return, I even know your name now.”

“So what? Is not like I couldn’t just do something to you now that it’s dark, it’s just the two of us here in the mountain, no one would hear if something was to happen, nobody would come even if you screamed for help like a damn pig. Don’t do stupid things like that even if you think you know someone, you don’t know a fucking thing about me.” he was shouting at this point, his fists shacking. He was really a kind man, all he wanted was for you to understand how evil the world out there could be, to others it could be overwhelming to have a figure like him shouting so angrily at them but you could see he was just worried.

“I won’t do it again, Shinazugawa-san, I promise. Now please come with me, I will show you where the bath is.” your attitude and gentle smile were infuriating. All he could think of was how his sweet mother got beaten down by his own father and the men he would bring home sometimes for drinks. How she could barely defend her children and would always ended up hurt, how she had no chance whatsoever to fight stronger men. You wouldn’t be able to defend yourself either, you needed some sense put in that head of yours before it was too late.

He pinned you against the bathroom wall, one of his muscular thighs going in between your legs, rendering you useless against his grip, he was glaring down at you in a strangely attractive way triggering many things within you, except fear, “See how easy it is for me if I wanted to hurt your ass? Take me seriously dammit, take every man fucking seriously, you can’t trust someone you don’t know so easily, it will get you killed.” he let go off your wrists roughly, wanting you to learn your lesson, but one of your hands reached for his, “You have a blister. Let me bring a bandage so we can clean it, it was probably the cart, it tends to do that.”

“No, stop. Why are you acting this way? Are you out of your mind? I could have assaulted you just now, open your eyes woman!”

“But you didn’t. You had more than one chance to do as you pleased with me, but you didn’t. Instead, you ate my food, laughed at my jokes, helped me when no one else did. You are a kind man Shinazugawa-san, wether you want to accept it or not. I’m not stupid, I wouldn’t invite someone over to my house if it could do me some harm.”

Sanemi was speechless. You didn’t consider him dangerous? He couldn’t even get a decent job because everyone would look at him like the killer he is. If there was someone dangerous out there it was him, he could kill you without even trying, in seconds, painfully, he was the second strongest in a chain of the strongest people humanity had to offer. There was something off with your view of the world.

“Now, stay still, I’m going to clean it.” his hand has never been held that way before, of course he’s had his wounds tended to, he’s always needing some patching up after his many battles, but your touch was different, it was so gentle, he could feel how you were really worried about him, about his tiny blister hurting with your touch, like if he was as frail as you were. “You gotta make sure the wound is properly cleaned before you apply bandages, look at yourself, all those scars…I bet they were all so painful…you need proper care if you don’t want them to get infected or leave traces. You tell me to take care of myself but wouldn’t look in a mirror first.”

Nobody talks to him like that, specially not females. The girls of the butterfly state were always scared of him and just looking their way would make them run away. The only active women in his life were his mother and sisters, he never had time to mess around with girls or to get his wounds properly taken care of, there were demons out there that needed to be killed and that’s all that mattered to him back then.

“Are you seriously not afraid of me?”

You looked up into his eyes, staring at him in disbelief, his tone was a lot tamer now you could hear the honest confusion lacing his words, “Why would I? You look tough, that’s true. But I am nobody to judge others. My brother also had many scars from taking care of the farm, even several of his toes were missing from when he stepped on a saw by accident, you’re not the only one around with a couple of fingers missing in this violent era. People used to say he was scary, all big and full of scars, skin tanned by the long hours of working in the fields, but he was a gentle man, always took great care of me and my mother. You strike me as the same type, you don’t feel like someone who would hurt the weak, you feel more like someone that protects them.”

Sanemi was left speechless once more as you left for him to enjoy his bath, you made sure the water was warm enough from the outside, blowing on the fire constantly until you heard him come out. He’s never been able to relax this much, he knew demons weren’t a threat anymore but that didn’t only mean he was unemployed, he didn’t think of what that meant fully until now. No demons meant less danger, meant being able to take his time to live life, to breathe, to relax. It was a strange feeling, not having to worry about someone bursting the door open and slaughtering the woman outside, but it was a good kind of strange.

He felt awfully relaxed that night and after years of nightmares, he was finally able to sleep peacefully.

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It’s been three days and the rain just wouldn’t stop. Sanemi had helped you covering the crops so they wouldn’t die out in the rain but there was no sign of it stopping any time soon. It was typhoon season, and it was heavily hitting you this year.

Not only did he help with the crops, but the roof also had holes in it which you two didn’t notice until you woke up to a flooded floor, so he repaired it. Your front door wasn’t safe enough for his liking, so he used his extra time to take care of that as well. He didn’t even notice time was moving this fast and days had gone by. It wasn’t as bad having something to do, keep your mind busy and your body active, regular people life wasn’t as boring and dreadful as he originally thought it was.

There was so much to do around the house that he wondered how you’ve managed to live up here in the mountain by yourself all this time. He got to learn you’ve been living here all alone for a couple of years and you have been doing all you can to not let the farm fall, your determination was admirable and made him question his own future.

“Shinazugawa-san, I enjoy thoroughly having you here, but isn’t your family going to worry? It’s kind of been a while now.” the back of his neck was strangely hot, your comment taking him off guard. He enjoyed the simplicity of the last few days comparing it to the rest of his life, he’s never been able to just sit down and listen to the rain fall on the roof sipping on a hot cup of tea, but he didn’t know you were enjoying it just as much.

“I don’t have a family. They also got killed by a wild beast long time ago, the only brother I had left passed this year, so no, nobody is going to worry about me not returning home, I don’t even have a home.” the stoic look on his face while he was retailing his life tragedy worried you, it’s something he should feel sad for, but he didn’t look sad, he looked angry, and you could understand that feeling, your family was taken away from you in the very same way.

“I bet your brother looked like you.” he wasn’t expecting that, usually people get uncomfortable with the thought of having to empathize with something they can’t understand and start apologizing, but you did go through the same, you stirred the subject around like he usually does when facing the same situation and he was grateful. “Hm, he had less scars than me, was taller, dark hair. But he did kind of look like me.”

“I bet he was kind too.”

“He was.” you were now pouring more tea in his cup, admiring the heavy rainfall through your window. “My brother didn’t look like me at all, he was way kinder, very smart, had the prettiest face I’ve ever seen with beautiful large eyes.” this made Sanemi look at your face, it was difficult to imagine a big muscly guy that looked anything close to the delicate tiny woman in front of him, but then again, he used to see his mother in Genya all the time. “Sounds a lot like you.” blood was flowing at full speed to your cheeks, decorating your lovely face with tinges of reds.

“Sometimes I wish I was the one the beast ate instead of my brother, the farm needs him, he was so good with animals and with the people at the market too, everyone loved him, he was the best of the two of us, it’s a shame really.”

Sanemi was lost in your face, the way your eyes watered at the memory of your brother, the way a soft defeated smile crept on your face signalizing guilt, he felt understood in a very deep level, strangely. “Same. I did all I could to protect my brother, I wanted him to live a normal life, get a wife, have some kids. But he ended up following me around and dying before me anyways. All my efforts were completely useless. I should have died, not him.” his fists were now shaking against the coffee table, veins popping all around his body as a rush of anger and despair rushed through him at the thought of his dying baby brother.

“I’m sure he just wanted to be with his beloved older brother. I used to follow mine around as well, wanted him to teach me how to get milk from the cow and got myself a kick to the face, turns out they get quite stressed if you’re too excited.” the absurdity of it all felt like getting some sort of medication for the illness that consumed his heart, like a serum being injected into his blood stream, cooling his anger down.

“Dumbass.” the sound of your laughter brought new air into the house, a house that is rather quiet all the time was now loud, and it smelled like a proper home.

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After two stormy days more, the sun was finally out. There was a lot of work to do in the fields to fix the damage caused by the storm. Sanemi started working on it as soon as he woke up without even asking you, and it took you both all day, something you thought would take an hour ended up extending throughout the entire day.

He was better at this than he thought he would, you even ended up planting some pumpkin seeds you got from the market a while back upon his suggestion of adding different types off crops. The front of the farm looked like a proper one afterwards bringing a powerful sense of completion to the both of you. It was hard work, but teamwork does really make a difference. And you two made a good team.

The sun was setting, all there was left to do was water the crops and prepare dinner, fresh rice already cooking in a pot inside the house. “Maybe you can grow some berries and do your marmalade using them instead of having to buy oranges, growing orange trees seems like a pain in the ass and there are wild berries in the forest, should be easy to find some and bring them here.” you were giving it serious thought, you’ve never thought about changing the ingredients, you were just replicating the treat your mother used to do for you and your brother when you were little. Being so lost in your head doing ingredient calculations and noting ideas for the recipe, you didn’t see the frog that was comfortably resting on your foot. Once you did though, panic filled your insides, you hated frogs and would always stay as far away as possible from them.

“Shinazugawa-san…there’s…there’s a-“ you looked like you were about to faint so he walked closer to you, spotting the aggressor, “(Y/N) is just a stupid frog, move your foot, it’ll go away on its own.” you shook your head closing your eyes shut, you didn’t want to hurt the poor animal out of your own silly phobia.

Sanemi crouched down to your feet, grabbing the little troublemaker and took it over to the edge of the river near your property. When he came back you were still frozen in place, sweating. “It’s gone now.” You were ridiculous, it was just a tiny frog, you couldn’t even defend yourself against a frog, how were you going to defend yourself against the odds of life. You let out a long-held breath, taking his hands in yours as a token of appreciation, quickly forgetting the hose was in your hand and getting his face completely wet.

“(Y/N)….you little piece of shit….” his face was red, a deep snarl on his face. You threw the hose to the ground and ran for your life, laughing in the process. “I’m so sorry!! Kyaaaaa, how are you this fast!” one step of his was five of yours, he caught up to you in no time and the look on his face was a sight to behold.

He wasn’t angry, his wet hair was sticking onto his face, and he was laughing. He looked way younger this way and it made you feel relived to see he was having as much fun as you did these days. Your hand reached his face, caressing the droplets of water away, a loving smile gracing your lips. He wasn’t sure when things started heading in this direction but he’s never felt that way before and he didn’t hate it.

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There weren’t more excuses for Sanemi to linger around, the rain was gone, the farm cleaned up from the storm, even the marmalade was ready to be sold. He offered to help you with the cart since it was even heavier now that the load had increased.

The idea was for him to take you downtown and then leave and move on with his life, find a job and a place to stay.

But you didn’t even know how to build the display table in the market and then unloading the cart is faster between two people. Then an old lady asked him for three jars of marmalade and by mid afternoon he was still by your side selling your goods.

“Sir, could I convince you and your wife to trade two of your jars for one of my chickens? I don’t have any money left but I would really like to take some home for my kids.” His what- the cloth he was using to clean the table ended up on the floor at her statement, taking him off-guard, you also didn’t say anything to deny it. “What do you think, dear husband? I think it would be a good idea, we could look around and see if we can find her a mate and get eggs from them.” so you were seriously not just going to ignore it but also go along with it-

“Um, yeah. There’s some spare wood in the shed, I could use that to build them a house.” the lady was now handing him the cage with said chicken, waiting anxiously for the last two jars of goodness to be her own.

“You make such a lovely couple; I wish my husband was as understanding and loving as yours. Thank you, my children and I will be forever in your debt, my youngest is celebrating her birthday today, I wanted to bring something special home.” it somehow warmed both of your hearts, you both think of days when you had a large family and how much fun you had eating delicious treats with your siblings, children laughter filling out every corner. “Thank you for your kind words, we’ll take good care of your chicken. I hope you and the children have a lovely evening!” and just like that the marmalade was officially sold out.

“So where do you think we can find Mia’s future husband?” he wasn’t sure how or when you and him became a ‘we’ but he wasn’t mad at how it sounded like and the intentions behind it. “Did you just name the fucking chicken?” he was used to your silly antics by now but it was still very much amusing to him, your quiet giggles confirming he was right. “I saw someone selling some chickens by the entrance, let’s go see if they have one after cleaning up.”

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Time Skip~

It’s been ten years since Sanemi started coming to this market every morning. He still misses the fun days of demon hunting, but mostly he still misses his brother. Life wasn’t as good to Genya as it was to him, and he still felt guilty from living the life he wanted his brother to have.

Having a permanent stall in the market came with a lot of responsibilities and a lot of hard work, but his strength was put to good use by the smartest person he’s ever met.

“How much for the corn?” Sanemi, who was now cleaning the small worktable looked up to tend his first customer of the day. “If you take two you get one fr- Tomioka???” Giyuu was smirking at him from the other side of the table, a knowing look in his eyes. “That apron looks good on you, Shinazugawa.” Leaving the stall behind, he walked over to his old pillar mate, it’s been years since the last time they saw each other.

“Heard your stupid ass went to live with his old master like a sissy lost baby, near Tanjiro and the gang of brats.”

Some things never change.

“Yeah, it’s been a while, we didn’t even know you were still alive.” the conversation got cut short by a child clinging onto Sanemi’s leg, getting Giyuu’s attention. “Father, mother needs your help unloading the milk crates.”

Crouching down to his size, Giyuu stares into the child's eyes, lost in the memories of his lost friends, painful days of loss came right into his heart, “You look just like your uncle.” patting the child on the head, he smiled, the ghosts of his lost comrades shining behind the toddler. “I know, I was named Genma after uncle, but my hair is like this because of mother, the rest have father’s hair.” As if on cue you came out of the back with a baby tied to your back, an older looking boy than the one before him holding a sleeping girl in his arms. “Nemi, the milk!”

“I see you’ve been busy.” Sanemi’s face was red as a beet, making him grumble insults quietly for his child not to hear.

“I’ll do it in a second, come here, I want you to meet an old friend of mine.” this was the first time any of them had addressed the love-hate relationship they had in the past as friendship, but now being older they both agree that’s what it was. “Tomioka, this is my wife (Y/N)”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you…and your four children…” the smirk on his face was so sly nobody would notice it but Sanemi, it made him want to punch his guts like he would do back in the day when they were younger.

“Is that your wife over there, Tomioka-san? I see you also have a little one, take some of our milk, our kids love it!” The child looked just like him, it was an easy guess. You were doing your best to move around with a child on your back and a swell on your stomach, a promise of another youngster arriving soon. The woman behind Giyuu came holding his son and after a long chat and bunch of laughter they promised to go to your place for dinner soon.

Ten years ago Sanemi thought he had lost it all.

And he did.

But he made a silent promise to Genya after meeting you, he would live as long as he could, never waste the opportunity to live his brother gave him, never let his sacrifice be in vain, he would live for the both of them, he would bring life to this world and protect it the way he couldn’t protect his siblings, he would protect his family until his last breath and once that moment comes and he gets to see him again, he will have many stories to share as they embrace eternity together, as family.

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nymphoheretic · 10 months

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˜”°•.˜”°• Demon Slayer Dick Analysis •°”˜.•°”˜

Human edition

Nymph: I did a shit ton of research to find the perfect color hexes for each shaft and tip. Did height and hand comparisons, even did Human and Demon forms(my own personal Hcs) of each member. Yall better love me for this cause this took a long as time!

Warnings: Like the title says its an analysis of dick, penis, cock and balls. Also cum.

Characters: Gyoumei H. Sanemi S. Giyuu T. Kyoujuro R. Tengen U. Yoriichi T. Hotaru H.

Network: @enchantedforest-network

Hashira:

Gyoumei Himejima: Gyoumei is the tallest of the Hashira. Standing at 7'2. Now, height does not always equate dick size, but I'd be lying if said Gyoumei was not packing. His hands alone are about 7 inches wide when splayed open. So his dick is about 7.6 inches flaccid, but hardens to its full length of 10.7 inches with a 5 inch circumference. The shaft is a pretty flesh tone color(#ffe5c8) and the tip turns a pretty bright pink(#e0adb4) with big breeder balls.

The tip leaks profusely when he gets close to cumming, white rolling down the shaft. Light blue veins runs up the length, but there's a very prominent one that runs along the top of his shaft that rubs along your walls perfectly. When he cums, its so thick and creamy - coats every inch and is sweet on the tongue.

Demon Gyoumei Himejima: Gyoumei as a Demon grows to at least a foot in height making him about 8'2 with a hand span of 9 inches. Meaning his dick is about 8.5 inches flaccid and hardens to 12.3 inches erected with a circumference of 6 inches with a very thick knot that swells to about 7.1 inches to plug up his thick, hot cum.

Sanemi Shinazugawa: Sanemi, our beloved Wind Hashira, stands at 5'10.5. His hands when splayed open reach at about 6 inches across and his dick is about 6.2 inches when flaccid and hardens to his full erected length of 8.3 inches with a circumference of about 3.5 inches. The shaft is darker flesh tone color from the rest of his body(#e1ac96) with an angry dark pink tip(#f1b2b2) with average sized balls that swell when he gets ready to cum.

His tip leaks a decent amount of pre the dribbles out of the slit and there are several thin veins that cover it with a large one that splits off near the base. When he cums, its rich and hot and so creamy and is slightly salty on the tongue.

Demon Sanemi Shinazugawa: Sanemi as a Demon grows to a height of about 6'6 with a hand span of 7 inches. His dick is about 7.3 inches when flaccid, but hardens to its full erected length of 10.6 inches with a circumference of 4.5 inches with an average knot that swells to about 4.8 inches that grows even bigger to about 5.0 once inside to ensure his cum doesn't leak out.

Obanai Iguro: The shortest of the Hashira, standing at 5'3.5 with a hand span of about 5 inches when splayed fully open. When flaccid, his dick is about 4.8 inches and hardens to it full length of 7.4 inches. The thick shaft is a pretty pale pink(#f9ebeb) with a darker pink tip that's almost a reddish(#f06292) with an average girth of about 2.5 inches with perfect round balls that hang close to his body.

His tip doesn't leak that much - it gathers at the slit and sit there collecting in the dip. Thin blue veins create a webbing down the pale shaft and when he cums, its so much. A little thin and milky - slightly bitter on the tongue, too.

Demon Obani Iguro: He stands at a much taller height of 5'8 with a open hand width of 6.2 inches. Demon Obanai has a hemipenis and when flaccid they sit at 5.5 inches that grows to their full erected length of 8.6 inches. Each one has a knot that varies in size. The bigger knot is about 3.6 inches while the smaller one is 2.8 inches thick.

Giyuu Tomioka: Standing at an impressive 5'9.5, his hands when fully splayed open is at about 5.8 inches. Now, he is definitely a grower and not a shower since when flaccid, his dick is only at 4.3 inches, but it grows to a length of 9.5 inches with a slight right curve to the pretty pale pink(#ffd7d7) shaft and the tip flushes to such a pretty dark pink(#efaaaa). Because of its length, its not too girthy at about 2.1 inches in circumference.

His tip is very leaky that even the slightest touch has pre dribbling down the side. And when he cums, its in short, thick splurts that coats everything and tastes very sweet

Demon Giyuu Tomioka: Stands at 6'3 with a hand span of 6.2 inches. His dick when flaccid is at 5.8 inches and grows to its full erected length of 11.2 inches. It's a bit thicker with a circumference of about 3.2 inches but his knot doubles in size at 6.4 inches to ensure that none of his hot seed spills out.

Kyoujuro Rengoku: Kyoujuro stands at 5'10 and his hands when splayed open reach the width of about 5.9 inches across. When flaccid, his dick is about 6.3 and swells to its full erected length of 8.5 inches(I've stated this in my hcs of him and I'm standing by it) with a circumference of 4.2 inches thick. Has two very prominent veins running down the sides with a left curve to the flesh colored shaft( #f0cfc0) and pretty tip the darkens to a rusty pink(#f6baa0).

His tip leaks a decent amount of pre before thick, rich ropes of cum shoot out and coats our walls in a layer of cream. Its also sweet with a hint of bitter saltiness.

Demon Kyoujuro Rengoku: Stands at the intimidating height of 6'5 and when he opens his hand they are 7.3 inches across. When soft, his dick rests at 6.8 inches but grows and swells to 10.8 inches with a girth of about 4.6 inches with a knot that swells to a slightly thicker 5.1 inches to make sure his cum stay in place.

Tengen Uzui: The second tallest of the Hashira, standing at 6'6 with a hand span of about 6.5 inches across. When soft, his dick is at about 7.4 inches but hardens to his full length of 9.2 inches with a girth of about 5.5 inches with heavy breeder balls. The shaft is a flesh tone (#f5e2c2) with a significantly pinker tip(#fad6c0).

While his tip does not leak, it does have a very sensitive veins that run down the side, throbbing when he gets close to cumming. His cum is a bit on the thin side, but he can last for hours and constantly fills you up with so much it drips out of you, but its more salty than it is sweet.

Demon Tengen Uzui: As a Demon Tengen stands at about 7'4 in height with a hand span of 7.1 inches when fully open. When his dick is flaccid, it rest at 8.6 and when fully erect its at 11.6 inches with a thick girth of about 6.2 in circumference with a 6.6 inch thick knot that plugs all his cum inside.

Bonus:

Yoriichi Tsugikuni: Stands between 6'1-6'2 in height with a hand span of 5.6 inches when splay all the open. He's another grower because when flaccid, his dick is at 4.1 inches but its grows and hardens to a beautiful 10.3 inches with an average girth of about 3.3 inches around. His shaft is such a pretty pale flesh tone(#f2e8ca) with a pinkish (#ffd7d7) tip.

The tip is so sensitive and leaky that the slightly touch has it drooling pre. Hi cum is thick and hot and covers every inch of your walls - a mixture of sweet and salty on the tongue.

Hotaru Haganezuka: Standing somewhere near 5'10 with hands splayed at 5.8 inches open fully. Hotaru's dick is so pretty even when flaccid at 6.2 inches and even prettier when its at is full length of 8.4 inches. The shaft is soft rosy flesh tone(#f8bebe) with and even deep rosy tip(#e0a899). Theres a webbing of thin bluish veins and large pulsing ones on the top of bottom of it.

A moderate leaky tip that collects the pre in he lit before drooling over the side. Rich, thick cum that not too sweet yet not too bitter on the tongue that coats everything in a layer of cream.

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gelus-ugs · 1 year

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The Hashira when they’re jealous

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Prompt: A festival was taking place in a nearby town. You decided to go with ___, figuring that you could use some time off to enjoy yourselves. You decided to temporarily split up, taking interest in different things. While skimming through the different booths, you happened to run into an old friend. You two decided to catch up, not realizing that it seemed as if you were leaving a certain someone behind…

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Gyomei Himejima

I feel like he isn’t jealous per se, but more of feeling left out

He comes up behind you and doesn’t say anything

He doesn’t want to be rude and interrupt your time with your friend, but he doesn’t want to be excluded

You quickly notice him how could you not? he’s a fkin giant 😭 and introduce him to your friend

They talk and get to know each other for a bit before your friend leaves

You two continue to have fun at the festival, hand in hand and not leaving each other for the rest of the time<3

Sanemi Shinazugawa

I just know this man is violent when he’s jealous

He can’t stand how you’re laughing and smiling with your friend. That’s mean to be him

He comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest and glaring daggers at your friend

If looks could kill, your friend would be deceased. gone. straight to the morgue.

Your friend quickly gets the message and leaves

And if for some ungodly reason your friend doesn’t and continues talking to you, Sanemi will straight up haul you over his shoulder and walk away

You don’t even get the chance to say goodbye 😭

He doesn’t leave your side after that

And by that, I mean his arm is stuck around your shoulder/ waist. The moment you need your entire body to do/view something, he is right beside/behind you

Obanai Iguro

He’s feeling a bit left out :((

He comes up to you and hugs you from behind

He doesn’t wanna be rude and interrupt your time with your friend, but he wants you to know that he’s there

You take notice and quickly finish your conversation with your friend, bidding them goodbye

Obanai doesn’t leave your side after that, holding your hand the as they two of you enjoy the rest of the festival

Mitsuri Kanroji

Miss ma’am is on the verge of tears

She’s so conflicted on what to do

Part of her wants to go up to you and just take you away

But she knows that’s rude, so she’s contemplating on just staying in her spot and letting you two talk

You quickly notice her though and part ways with your friend, making your way over to her

She’s super happy that you noticed her

She’s radiating with joy and clings onto you for the rest of the time :))

Kyōjurō Rengoku

Dear god-

This man is going to be SO loud

He comes up behind you, his aura so..overwhelming

He smiles at your friend, but it was more of a threatening smile instead of a warm one..

“Ah, hello, friend! I’m sorry to interrupt, but I hope you don’t mind if my partner and I part ways!”

Before your friend could even reply, Rengoku is dragging you off 💀

He stays with you the entire time after that

Muichiro Tokito

He’s just silent

It takes you a hot minute to even realize that he’s beside you

You notice that he’s staring at your friend..hard

When he realizes that he’s caught your attention, he looks at you, then makes a face of boredom

Like this —> 😐

It’s basically his way of saying that he’s ready to leave 😭

He wants to have fun with you at the festival! But your friend is making it impossible >:(

You quickly wrap up your conversation with your friend before parting ways

Muichiro is very happy, he has a lil smile on his face :)

Shinobu Kocho

Miss ma’am is ruthless

She doesn’t give a. fuck.

Basically same as Rengoku. Just calmer..and scarier

She comes up to you and grabs your arm before oh so sweetly smiling at your friend

“Excuse me, my partner and I were enjoying the festival together. I hope you don’t mind if I take them back”

Your friend is definitely threatened..

If they aren’t, they got some balls 😭

Either way, Shinobu drags you away and is holding your hand/arm the rest of the time to make sure you’re by her side

Tengen Uzui

STOP

This man is EVIL

He comes up to you and your friend

“Hello! I’m Tengen Uzui, the partner of this lovely fellow right here. Who might you be?”

Tengen looks at your friend up and down judgmentally

Your friend introduces themselves, and Tengen just rolls his eyes and mumbles something about how unflashy they are

“Well, nice to meet you. My partner and I are gonna get going. We have the rest of the festival to experience!”

You’re hauled over his shoulder and he’s walking away without another word🧍🏾

Tengen + His wives

Suma is definitely whining and pouting

Makio is on more of the pouty and petty side, like “Since they seem to like their friend so much, they should just be with them”

Makio definitely denies she’s jealous though 💀

Tengen is complaining about how unflashy it is to abandon your partners - despite it being his idea to separate and look at the booths on your own for a bit 😭

Hina is the most reasonable out of everyone - that doesn’t mean she isn’t jealous though

The way you laughed and smiled with your friend ticked them off just a bit

Makio is shushing Suma and telling her to ‘woman up’

Hina is trying to calm the two while Tengen is just..staring at you and your friend

How could you not notice these four with the commotion they’re making?

You split with your friend and make your way over to them

Suma is clinging onto you for dear life, crying into your chest

Makio - being her stubborn self - refuses to even look at you

Tengen is questioning why you took so long with your friend

Hina is apologizing on everyone’s behalf 😭

You’re quickly overwhelmed, and the others notice and let go of their jealousy

You all spend the rest of the time together at the festival :)

Giyu Tomioka

Bruh

He just stares at the two of you from afar

He doesn’t even do anything but mope and stare at you, hoping that you’ll notice him

You eventually feel his gaze and turn to look at him

He’s just staring at you like —> 🧍🏼😐

You bid farewell to your friend before walking to Giyu

He quickly grabs ahold of a piece of your clothing

(I like to hc that instead of holding hands in public, Giyu is someone to hold onto your clothes. Like the sleeve of your top or the hem of your shirt)

You smile and continue enjoying the festival with him<3

#x reader #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer hashira #Gyomei Himejima #Sanemi Shinazugawa #Obanai Iguro #Mitsuri Kanroji #Kyōjurō Rengoku #Muichiro Tokito #Shinobu Kocho #Tengen Uzui #tengen and his wives #Giyu Tomioka

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kakukat-lucky · 2 months

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Muichiro...

I remembered Demon slayer S4 is coming out soon and I decided to draw Muichiro.

Scroll down if you want more info I guess...

The Demon slayer Season 4 aka Hashira Training arc is airing world wide on 23rd of February. I can't wait to watch the S4!

I'm really existed about Genya and Sanemi's dynamic!

#Muichiro #kny muichiro #muichiro tokito #demon slayer muichiro #demon slayer hashira #hashira training arc #mist hashira #kny

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slayfics · 11 months

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Muichiro comforts you after you over hear some gossip.

You were out buying food and supplies for the mansion when you heard a whisper from across the way.

"Hey isn't that the other corps member from our final selection?"

You looked up to see a few demon slayers that you had completed final selection with huddled together whispering and buying supplies as well.

You tried to quickly finish up your transaction with the salesperson to go over and say hi when you overheard the rest of their conversation.

"Yeah, she's gotten super big headed ever since she became the Mist Hashira's Tsuguko and started hanging out with other Hashira's."

You felt your smile completely fall off of your face and felt as though you shrunk inside of yourself. Is that really what the other corps members thought of you? You decided to quickly gather the stuff you bought and head back to the mansion, avoiding them entirely.

Walking back you couldn't help but feel your shoulders slump and you looked down at the floor the whole way home. Being in the demon slayer corps made it hard to have typical friendships, relationships, and human experiences. You often felt saddened by this wanting to have some normal moments in your life outside of slaying demons.

When you saw the group standing across the way you felt excited to run up to them and hi, maybe even shop together but overhearing the gossip felt like a nichirin sword pierced your heart, and the loneliness you already felt amplified.

You made it inside the mansion to see Muichiro already sitting down to eat.

"Hello." He greeted you.

You didn't say anything but set aside the supplies and sat down to join him. You served yourself some food as Muichiro eyed you curiously. It wasn't like you to be the quiet one. Usually that was his job. He noticed your affect was considerably different, slumped shoulders, no eye contact. Something was wrong.

"What is the matter?" He asked.

"Do you think I have a big head?" You asked not looking up but taking small bites of your food.

"No. You have an average size head." Muichiro said, tilting his head to the side in curiosity. You sighed heavily.

"Not like that... It's an expression. I ran into some other corps members I did final selection with and they said I got big headed ever since I became your Tsuguko and started to become friends with other Hashira's."

"I don't think their statements are important." Muichiro said and continued to eat.

"Ok.." You said but you still didn't feel any better. Muichiro noticed your composure stayed small and your usual vibrant energy did not return with his response. He placed down his food and reached over to gently lift your chin up forcing you to look at him.

"I think those demon slayer's are jealous of your progress. You've finished final selection at the same time but have far surpassed their abilities, and they won't ever get stronger if they occupy themselves with trivial matters like gossip. Never hang your head down because of someone's else's opinions. You've trained so hard and you deserve to be proud." He said and brought his hand back down to his lap.

"Thank you Tokito." You said blinking away tears. You felt your shoulders lighten and a smile spread across your face again.

"Now tell me... you're friends with other Hashira's?? Who??" Muichiro asked curiously.

"Don't you go get jealous on my too." You said giggling. "I’m friends with Miss Kanroji of course... and I suppose Iguro since he's always with Kanroji when I see her. Although he'd never admit we're friends."

Muichiro just eyed you as he continued to eat.

"But of course there is no other Hashira I'd rather be spending time with then you." You said smiling. Muichiro looked down at his food but you could have sworn you saw the slightest smile flash on his face.

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ryotono · 1 year

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Hashiras/Pillars reacting to a [Y/N] having three husband's (like uzui, but inverse u got lol)

Ft. Giyuu and Sanemi (I'll probably do more after!)

The reader here is Gender Neutral, Enjoy! ;)

yes I got u 3 hubbies hehe

Satoshi is your calmest husband, the serious one, but kind and patient. He's probably the one who does all the housework while you work as Hashira. (malewife supremacy)

Eiji is your loudest husband, the easily irritable one, but is a crybaby inside. He always offers to accompany you on your travels. (Outside he's: idc Inside he's: pls [y/n] don't leave me)

Ichiro is your most affectionate husband, probably the most emotional one too. He is always the first one to run towards you whenever you come home. ( He and Eiji sometimes cry together because they miss you)

In your last mission, you had to travel north after a report about a demon terrorizing the town, not much later you have been summoned by master Ubuyashiki to a Pillars meeting. Obviously you go without complaining, but you're already missing your husbands, just imagining getting home and being cuddled by the three melt your heart. It's been a long 5 weeks.

In the meeting, after master Ubuyashiki appears and y'all bow, everyone starts reporting they missions, and when it was your turn...

The suddenly crash in your left and loud voices, make you silent. Looking in that direction you see your three husbands, Ichigo and Eiji screaming in your direction and Satoshi trying everything to stop them.

Well, that's was unexpected.

- Giyuu was just staring at the floor after reporting, waiting for the meeting finish.

- The loud noise got him scared for a second.

- Looking at the commotion, he noticed three unknown people, and you walking towards them after excusing yourself.

- At first he thought they are you friends or family.

- Seeing you kissing the forehead of the crying one, he thinks that probably your husband and your brothers

- But then you caress the face of one them, and holds the hand of another crying one.

- Giyuu is lost

"Seems you have company [Y/N], who are?" Master Ubuyashiki asks after his daughters describe the scene to him.

"These are my husband master" You answer.

"We apologize for the sudden intrusion master Ubuyashiki, and for the wall"

"Wall?" Giyuu ask himself.

- He notices the huge hole made in the wall by your husbands

- Giyuu is even more lost now, not only did he find out you have THREE husbands, they managed to break down a wall in seconds after hearing your name.

- After the meeting, he ends up finding you and your husbands, Satoshi once more is apologizing for interrupting.

- In the end, Giyuu ends up joining you to eat (Ichigo insist in giving him some Ohagi)

- WHAT THE ACTUAL F*CK?

- Just some strange people invaded the Hashira Meeting AND interrupt Master Ubuyashiki? Sanemi is PISSED.

- After the meeting he goes after you and your husbands.

- He finds you outside the Ubuyashiki mansion talking, you seem to be scolding two of them.

- He walks towards you with heavy steps, and you seem to listen to him.

"Ah, hey Shinazugawa"

"Are you some kind of idiot?"

"What? - You ask"

"Who do you think you are to let these people walking in the Master Mansion?"

"Why do you care? We already apologized to master Ubuyashiki and paid for the broken wall. - You say defending your husbands. One of them growls in Sanemi's direction"

"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT, YOU CAN'T JUST LET THEM COME AND INTERRUPT A MEETING"

- Sanemi started screaming at you, at your husbands and even the rock y'all are near.

- And you four just stay there listing here talking about whatever he's talking. Probably about "your stupidity" and "the stupidity of your husbands" and "and why Eiji shouldn't use an ax to break a wall".

- He is basically screaming about you and your husbands.

"AND THAT'S WHY YOU SHOULDN'T LEAVE-" Your interrupt him, sighing tired.

"Shinazugawa if you want to be the fourth husband, just ask okay?"

- he stops and only stares at you.

- Yup, you broke him.

I've had this idea for a while, it didn't turn out the way I wanted, but I will try again someday ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

And don't worry! I will make another Hashira/Pillars and [Y/N] soon!

Hope you enjoyed! ^^

[English is actually not my first language so I'm sorry for any misspelling or errors I may have done]

#demon slayer headcanons #kimetsu giyuu #giyuu tomioka #tomioka giyū #demon slayer tomioka #sanemi shinazugawa #demon slayer shinazugawa #shinazugawasanemi #water hashira #kny hashira #demon slayer hashira #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kny headcanons #kny x reader

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megantrancyfanfics · 1 year

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Better than me? Kyojuro Rengoku x female reader smut

Warning: public sex, jealous sex, overstimulation, fingering, teasing, pet names, creampie.

Tags: @animupiglett

Notes: once again, Rengoku is rotting my brain so you’re getting more content I’m sorry this rut might be over soon but who knows

Enjoy ❤️‍🔥

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When Mitsuri suggested for all the hashira’s to go to a mixed bathhouse together, everyone was joyous about it. After all, it would be a relaxation trip; meaning no crows were to interfere unless it’s absolutely an emergency.

The thing that feared you, was it being mixed. You and the flame hashira have been flirting back and forth for a while, with no understanding of what he wants. Is it all just fun to him? Or is the flirting meaningful?

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“Aww c’mon now y/n don’t be so shy!” Mitsuri exclaimed taking out her final braid.

“How are you so confident Mitsuri..?”

“It’s simple, I just don’t care what others think about my body, because at the end of the day it’s my body. I’m not here to please anyone but myself. Plus if anyone does dare to say something mean to me Obanai will kill them” she says with a giggle.

“Just flirt if it feels right.” Mitsuri continued with another giggle before grabbing your wrist and dragging you out of the changing room before you had the chance to grab a towel to cover yourself.

Rengoku, Giyuu, obanai, shinobu, And Tengen we’re already in the bath. The loud slaps of both yours and Mitsuri’s bare feet alerted the ones already in.

“This is gonna be so fun!” She giggles letting go of your wrist and jumping into the spring before going over to Obanai, Giyuu and shinobu.

You felt 2 pairs of eyes on you: both Rengoku and Tengen were staring at you like a predator laying eyes on its prey.

“My my y/n! Who knew you were hiding that Divine body under that baggy uniform!” Tengen said as you walked into the water, his eyes roaming your body.

‘Just flirt when the time feels right’ Mitsuri’s voice rang through your mind as you took a seat beside tengen.

“Oh? Divine enough to become a fourth wife?” You ask flirtily, making Tengen chuckle.

“Maybe, suma as been wanting an addition to the family.” He says with a wink. “If it does happen, I’ll make sure to treat you good.” He says huskily.

You playfully fanned your face and let out a quick “oh my~” before looking at Rengoku. His gaze and expression dark, only for it to snap back into its usual happy go lucky expression.

Rengoku let’s out a laugh. “My my! Tengen I do believe you’re allowing a problem to grow under the water!”

Both you and Tengen blank stared at the flame hashira, you being the first to catch on. Your body jolted as your face turned red. “Oh goodness! I did not mean for that to happen!” You exclaim moving over to sit beside Rengoku.

Tengen’s cheeks turned a shade of pink as he slid farther into the water. “ ‘s fine..I didn’t mean for that to happen either..I hope it doesn’t effect us.” You quickly shook your head no, before the three of you moved off of the subject at hand to talk about random missions and demons. Before long 2 hours had passed, merely all of the hashira had left to reside back in the hotel besides the 3 of you.

“Well, it’s been so flashy to talk to the two of you, but this hot water has me over cooked!” Tengen says with a laugh standing up, making you advert your gaze elsewhere.

“You two better not spend too much longer in here or else you’ll pass out.”

“Right! But it’s also good training to endure the heat!” Rengoku exclaims as Tengen leaves the spring to grab a towel. A quick “yeah yeah” leaving his mouth as he went to the changing rooms.

“So, you didn’t want to take a peek at tengen’s dick when he stood up?” Rengoku asked quietly and darkly, making you look at him.

“What?”

“I mean come on you flirted with my best friend in front of me! I’m rather shocked you didn’t wanna sneak a peek. Didn’t he say he’d treat you good? You should have snuck a peek at what he was talking about.”

“Now where is this coming from? Don’t tell me the flame hashira is jealous of a silly little flirt!” You coo playfully making Rengoku huff.

“Is it just a mere silly flirt when you’re flirting with me?” He gets close to your face, your lips inches from touching as he lowers his voice. “Because it certainly isn’t when I’m flirting with you, my dear y/n.” He says so quietly if he wasn’t as close as he was you wouldn’t hear it. He captures your lips with his, the kiss slow, sensual, you were able to feel the love Rengoku was wanting you to feel from that kiss.

When you pulled away, you locked eyes with him. “It’s not silly flirting when I flirt with you, Rengoku. I have deep feelings for you.” That’s all Rengoku needed to hear. Before you knew it, you were pulled onto Rengoku’s lap, your legs resting against the sides of his thighs as he slid his hand down to your pussy. Two fingers instantly started to rub your clit.

“Mm. That’s what I’ve been wanting to hear.” He coos before kissing down your neck until his lips latch onto your nipple, his fingers quickly turning you on, so much so you couldn’t help but to roll your hips to gain more friction. When your release started to build up, Rengoku stopped toying with your nipples and leaving little love marks around your chest, and slowed down his pace.

When you were about to protest, a gasp left your mouth when 2 of his long fingers entered your cunt.

“Aww if you’re already looking this fucked out and satisfied maybe I don’t need to make you mine in another way than just asking you out.” He says darkly, slowly pumping his fingers in and out of your cunt, before finding your g-spot when you arched you back and let out a whine. Rengoku quickly slapped his hand over your mouth before quickening his pace, abusing your g-spot. He felt your legs starting to shake and your pussy tighten.

“Now we can’t be getting caught unless you don’t want to feel that sweet release I know you’re so desperately close to receiving. Be a good girl and be super quiet for me. Once we get back home I’ll have you screaming for me ok?” With that, you were sent overboard, your orgasm washed over you, legs shaking even after you were coming off your high. You were embarrassed though, as Rengoku pulled out his fingers, and removed his hand from your mouth to place them on your hips, you were still horny and craving something to be inside of you. You moved closer to rengoku’s cock, once on top you couldn’t help but to roll your hips, letting out a satisfied “mm” when having something rubbing against your clit.

“My, someone’s eager.” He coos, surprising you when he rolls his hips. “Even though you just finished you want more?”

“Yes please I want it so bad, I’ve been wanting this for so long, I’ve been craving you. I want you Rengoku.”

A small smirk was on his lips as you felt his cock slip into your cunt. A soft moan escaped while biting your bottom lip. His movements started off slow, experimenting with each thrust before tightening his grip on your hips, eyes locked with yours.

“Remember to keep quiet.” He says before ramming into you so hard you start to see stars. Your hands rest on his shoulders, nails digging into them.

Dirty praises were murmured into your ears, but to be quite honest you couldn’t make it out all of your attention was drawn to your limit that quickly approached.

“Oh my stars, you’re tightening down on me so much.” He groaned out. “Do you think Tengen would be able to treat you better than me? Better than how I’m making you feel right now?” He asks, his hot breath tickling your neck before closing his mouth around your sweet spot to abuse it.

“N-no way..you’re making me feel so good kyo. I wouldn’t want anyone to even try to make me feel like this.” You moaned out, earning a satisfied mm from the man.

The man pulled away from your neck, his head falling backwards as his thrusts became sloppy. “Y/n you feel so good.”

“I’m so close” you whined, making Rengoku lock eyes with you. “Me too.”

“I want you to cum inside me Rengoku.”

“A-are you sure?” He stuttered out, you could tell he was fighting back his orgasm. With a nod of your head, both of you reached your peak.

Rengoku helped both of you ride out your highs before helping you off his cock and out of the hot spring.

“My Rengoku, I didn’t see you as someone who would be down to do such a naughty thing in a public place.” You say with a wink before capturing his lips with yours before pulling away.

Rengoku chuckled. “This place is meant for relaxing after all, dear y/n. Now go clean up. I wouldn’t want you making a mess and leaving evidence of what we did. I’ll wait for you so we can walk to our rooms together.”

End

Sorry for disappearing and coming back with such a crappy fanfic I promise I’ll be writing a better one soon! I hope y’all are doing well

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