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peachdues · 9 months
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okay so I KNOW I already have a ton on my WIP plate. I know, I promise.
BUT HEAR ME OUT.
Okay, one of the things I’ve been doing as a form of self-care during bar prep has been watching trash reality TV (which I never used to do), and a show that I’ve really enjoyed is Netflix’s Love is Blind.
Which has me thinking: what if, at some point in the future, I did a Love is Blind AU featuring the Hashira?
I’m having so much fun imagining it like:
Giyuu, who hates talking, is forced to try and get to know someone through pure conversation because he can’t see them.
Tengen, who walks out of the pods with not one, not two, but three fiancés (and the men hate him for it)
Rengoku, who has like half the women thirsting after him because he’s just so kind and such a pleasure to talk to
Sanemi, who was dragged into this by his friends, takes the strategy of “snark them all away” because he’s baby and can’t let anyone in until he meets his absolute match on the other side of the pod.
Obanai, who has always struggled with dating due to his difficult past, falls helplessly in love with the bubbly, talkative, and popular Mitsuri, and he struggles with the idea of seeing her in person, because what if she’s disgusted by him?? (She’s not, she nearly knocks him over tackling him with a hug and a kiss when they meet)
The only problem is that I can’t necessarily pair them up with one another, so I’d have to add in a reader character or OCs, which can be hit or miss with people.
I wanna do this so bad, help.
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kanzakiyotsuya09 · 1 year
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My kny oc 💓
Name Kanzaki Yotsuya
Age 16
Favourite colour back Purple red
hashira
Demon slayer oc
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suja-janee · 14 days
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Redraw of my obamitsu kiddos 🐍💕
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rougepancake · 9 months
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hello! can I request aged up genya x f reader. where Reader was talking to someone that genya hates, and he becomes possessive. NSFW please!
Of course!!
JEALOUSY
Ft. Genya Shinazugawa
—} Marie’s 500 follower event
Warnings: Sexually explicit content under cut. Minors and ageless blogs dni. Rough sex, upset Genya (tee hee), mentions of overstimulation.
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“You know how I feel about him.” He growls in your ear, pushing your face further into your pillow. His pace is relentless, hitting every spot just right and just hard enough to make you scream.
“I-I know!” You reach back and grab at one of his wrists, holding on for dear life. “I was- aH- I wasn’t thinking-!” You’re totally out of breath, your eyes rolling back into your head as you feel, yet another, orgasm wash over you.
“Oh I can help you with that.” He snarls as the tip of his cock hits your cervix. Suddenly, he stops thrusting, pressing his chest to your back in silence. Only the sound of you catching your breath can be heard, as well as your racing heart.
It’s awkward, and just when you think he’s shown you some mercy, he flips you over so he can see your face. He gives you a soft smile as he wipes away your tears, his touch ten times gentler than it was seconds ago. It was like he became a whole new person.
“It’s okay, love.” His voice was soft, smooth, as if he wanted you to know he was being genuine. “I understand that you weren’t thinking, and I forgive you.” He draws his hips back slowly, pulling out of you.
“Wait r-really?”
“No.”
You definitely weren’t going to be able to walk properly tomorrow.
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sunandflame · 8 months
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I was again trapped in my very personal Pinterest hell when I saw this beauty here and now I can't stop thinking about an AU where Kyojuro is a photographer.
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Because just imagine how he takes pictures of a building or something of his interest on a open street and suddenly you appear in front of his lenses and the only thing he can do is lower his camera and just look at you with his own eyes just to confirm himself that he is not dreaming or hallucinating. You are legit an angel with your white summer dress that flows in the wind. He stands there perplex for a second and baths in your beauty before the noises of the street hit him again. And before he lost sight of you, he takes his camera and makes pictures of you. How you walked along the street and before he could even realize it, he was following you.
And you were not only beautiful from the outside, but also on the inside. He saw how you knelt down to caress some stray kitten, that begged for your love. How you searched for a coin in your purse to give it to the people in need. Always with a smile on your lips.
Kyojuro feeling weirdly drawn to you and he did not realize how many pictures he had made of you until your head turns directly to him, noticing that he was taking pictures of you. But you were not angry, you gave him a smile and waved which took him so by surprise that he nearly drops his camera.
And while he catches his camera in an awkward and embarrassing way you were already on your way to him. Should he flee or wait for you? He was not sure, but he knew he was running hot as a flush increased on his cheek.
EDIT: Here is part 2
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yepperoniro · 10 months
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Three in the morning idea...
Alpha Hashiras x Omega Reader x Kamado Gang???
Did I add yandere? because, yeah, it has to be Yandere.
Master notes that the population of Demon Slayer Corp members keep getting weaker, and the Hashira's are on edge. So he figures let's solve both problems at once. He sends out Kakushi to locate a prime omega in their early 20 or late teens. That would be you.
You wake up in a strange, extremely fanciful manner with more questions than answers. But it all goes downhill because you felt your heat kicking in. You unintentionally follow the scent of alpha, which leads you to a room full of 6 unmated alphas, a mated pair, and one prime alpha - the Hashira.
You, in a shock, run off to the nearest building where you find solstice in a group of betas named Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Kanao, and Inosuke.
Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Kanao are all Platonic Yandere and want to protect you from being forcibly marked by one of the alphas.
Prime Alpha Tengen: Who has three omega wives already but could always use a prime omega wife.
Alpha Obanai and Alpha Mitsuri: Who are a mated pair and are looking for an omega to use as an incubator.
Alpha Kyojuro: Who wants nothing more than to find a mate and start a family.
Alpha Giyuu: Who has little interest in mating... until you come around and force him into his rut.
Alpha Sanemi: Who is the same as Giyuu. The only difference is that he plans on claiming you the second he sensed you.
Alpha Shinobu: Who is infuriated that her beta sister is banning her from getting herself an omega.
Alpha Gyomei: Who wants to shield you from all of the world's cruelties by marking you. For your protection, of course.
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otaku553 · 10 months
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A certain first encounter
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loloslaystheday · 2 months
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Spark
pairing: rengoku kyojuro x f!wife!reader
prompt: kyojuro's excited to welcome his little girl into the family, but he never expected the emotions to hit so hard.
note: i was so unsure how to name this and i spent like 30 mins thinking of the pairing😭 im supposed to be sleeping bc i have testing tomorrow but oh well🤷🏾‍♀️
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kyojuro never even thought of getting married. well... he never really even thought about it until he met you,. but to him,marriage was it.
when you asked him about having kids that was the first time he ever thought about it. he didn't really care about carrying on the family name, he had a brother and just cared about being with you.
but he would never deny his wife, who gave him everything he ever asked for, this one thing that she asked for.
he was ecstatic when you came to him with the good news; you were pregnant. he didn’t mind taking care of you at all until you had the baby. whatever you asked for he got, no questions asked.
and when the day finally came to welcome their little bundle of joy into the world, and he saw her face, and he held her in his arms, he didn’t know how hard the moment would hit him. she looked so small compared to him and it choked him up.
before he knew it, tears streamed down his face despite his fond and loving smile.
“she looks just like you.” he sniffs. you smile back at him, grabbing his free hand and squeezing it firmly.
she made small whimpers and shifted a bit. her little nose twitched with the ragged breaths and she couldn’t sit still in his arms.
he looked back up at you now. “thank you.”
you scoffed and rolled your eyes with a small laugh.
“she’s a momma’s girl.” you winked at kyojuro. “think ill be the favorite.”
“well, you are my favorite.”
“ah, so she gets it from you?” he nodded. you laughed, kissing his hand before leaning against it. “i love you.”
“i love you more.”
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reineydraws · 4 months
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pokemon trainer kyo + his rapidash 🔥
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scrimblyscrorblo · 4 months
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I think Sanemi would be so nervous and displaying all those good manners the moment Urokodaki walks in the room
Giyuu is me in a crowd, I too would wanna leave
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channnel · 7 months
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Someone's in trouble~
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spkyart · 7 months
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GENTANWEEK 2023
day 1: ice cream shop!
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nya w a.. mullet? original thought was gonna be a wolfcut but it looks more mullet-y now to me. anyway demon slayer crossover shit
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rougepancake · 10 months
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CAN YOU DO THE (adult) FEMALE DEMON SLAYER CHARACTERS WITH 86, GENRE SMUT OBVI🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
It’s pride month u better accept
OH OH OH YES 💪💪
Prompt 86- “Don’t be shy now, sit on my face.”
Ft. Kocho Shinobu, Mitsuri Kanroji, Hinatsuru Makio & Suma, Lady Tamayo
Warnings: Cunnilingus, Oral (f!receiving) (duh-), duh con, first time in Mitsuri’s, weird demon hormones in Tamayo’s, Afab!Reader (no real pronouns used, just female anatomy). Mdni, I will block you if you do. Also not proofread because I’m too silly for them rules.
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KOCHO SHINOBU
“Oh I don’t know Kocho, now’s not the time and I’m really not feeling tha-“
“Love, I don’t really care.” Shinobu smiled, her hands neatly folded in her lap as she sat across from you. She looked so unnecessarily calm, which meant she was planning something. “You’re a horrible liar anyways, so just let me relieve your stress already.”
“Kocho.” You said sternly, your lips forming in a pout. This argument had been going on for roughly an hour, where Shinobu would bring up the idea of eating you out and you’d decline because you’d ‘had a long day’.
But Shinobu was right- you were a terrible liar.
While you had missed her while she was away, Shinobu had the tendency to get a little… carried away.
“Y/n…” She returned your serious stare, getting up and slowly moving to where you sat on the couch. Slowly and teasingly, she pulled off her butterfly haori and began to unbutton her corps uniform. She leaned back and propped herself up on her elbows, her hair falling down into her face making her look ten times sexier than usual.
“Dear god Kocho.” You rolled your eyes, your face flushed as you began to strip yourself of your clothes. “You’re relentless.”
“Can you blame me?” She whispered seductively, her eyes taking in every inch of your body. “I’ve missed you so much love.”
You scoffed and crossed your arms over your chest stubbornly, pouting at her slightly. “You see this? You’re so mean to me.” You cracked a smile and slowly crawled over to her.
“Hush and hurry up.” She reached out and put her hands on your waist, her grip harsh. You huffed and placed your thighs on either side of her face, hesitant to sit down fully. Her hands moved from your waist to your thighs, forcing you to put your weight on her.
“Don’t be shy love, sit on my face.” She smirked into your skin and buried herself in your cunt.
MITSURI KANROJI
She brought it up a while back, explaining shyly how she wanted to sit on your face and have you taste her that way. But she was incredibly nervous since she wasn’t exactly petite, and while it sounds far fetched, she was worried about you suffocating or something.
“So about you sitting on my face.” You stated bluntly as she crawled into your shared bed. Mitsuri’s face flushed a bright shade of red and she swallowed thickly, avoiding your gaze and sitting on the edge of the bed.
“O-Oh you want to do that…?” She nervously ran a hand through her hair, internally cursing herself for being so nervous at the thought.
You rolled over onto your side, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. She slowly looked over at you, giving you an anxious smile.
“We don’t have to if you don-“
“I want to.” She interrupted, turning quickly to look you in your eyes, her face mere inches away from your own.
You chuckled and rolled onto your back, pulling her close to you.
“Well don’t be a stranger darling, sit on my face.” You placed your hands on her thighs and helped her put her weight onto you.
Oh boy was she glad she suggested that.
HINATSURU, MAKIO, & SUMA
Oh they’re evil. All three of them. They gang up on you while Tengen is away for business (demon slaying ain’t easy folks), since you’re their favorite little housemaid.
Makio is the most cruel though, and she sure does love picking on you. Watching you do your job just isn’t enough for her, and she likes to sneak up behind you and wrap her arms around you, her body grinding up against yours as she whispers the WORST things into your ear.
If anything, she’s the one that wants you the most out of the three.
And here you are, standing in their shared bedroom in front of her, dressed fully in uniform while she lays down onto the futon, smirking as you make eye contact. She motions you forward and suddenly the other wives come in, gently pushing you forward.
They keep saying that they’ll take good care of you, and it’s not like you’re worried about I then hurting you… you’re just incredibly anxious. You’ve never been intimate with someone like this before, since you’ve been working as long as you remember, you haven’t really had time for any of that.
“Do you want us to help you undress..?” Hinatsuru whispered sweetly, giving you a soft smile as you stood over Makio’s nude form.
“No. The maid outfit stays on.” Makio interrupted, and Suma chuckled quietly behind you. Her hands snaked their way up to behind your knees, pushing slightly so your knees would buckle and you would land on her.
She pushed your panties aside as the other two draped their arms around you, giggling here and there.
“There’s no need to be shy, just sit on my face already.” Makio gripped your thighs and pulled you down, and you moaned loudly as she began to eat you out like you were her last meal.
Hinatsuru and Suma’s hands trailed along your body, looking for your sensitive spots as you rode Makio’s face.
It was pure bliss.
LADY TAMAYO
“Tamayo? Is that you?” You carefully turned on the light, revealing the figure in your doorway.
She looked rough, her hair messy and her chest heaving slightly. Without a word, she walked over to you and crawled onto your bed. Her eyes refused to look anywhere but yours as she got closer, and you noticed that her face was flushed slightly.
Could she be sick?
No she doesn’t get sick…
“Y/n, my love.” She panted weakly, desperation shining in her eyes. “I need to feel you.” Tamayo smiled up at you, her body lowering down onto your bed as she awaited you.
You offered her a kind smile and went to take off her kimono, but she stopped you, her eyes shining seriously.
“No. I need to taste you.” She was incredibly straightforward, her fingers beckoning you to come closer. “I want you to sit on my face. Full force. I need you.” She sounded incredibly out of breath, and that’s when you realized that she must be in some form of heat.
“Are you su-“
“I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t sure.” She retorted, her fingers twitching as if she wanted nothing more than to tear your clothes from your body and ravish you. “Now.” Her lips curled into a small smirk. “Don’t be shy. Get over here and sit on my face already.”
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sunandflame · 6 months
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Ok hear me out....
Rengoku
But all he says is Umai
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I know and read that some people might find it cringe when he shouts his Umai, but gosh I actually fell in love with him with his first umai shout, so I am totally digging this 😂
So let's create following scenario:
What if Umai is the only word in his vocabulary? (don’t think too logically here and just imagine a crazy blood demon art, alright?)
Imagine then the different tones he would say it. Not him shouting it like we know, but the different vocal nuances. When he has a question and goes: “Umai?”
Or if he gets angry and is all broody, his voice grumbling in that deep timber. “Umai…!”
Or when he hears you giggling because his soft kisses tickled you and he also chuckles out his “Umai”
Or when suddenly his kisses travel down your body, making you whimper, and whispering at each lick and kiss a soft and seductive “Umai~”
crossposted on AO3
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akazzzaa · 1 month
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Unrequited love - The deception of desire
Log 0- Kibitsuji Muzan
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This is a series of one shots I plan on writing, the link to the master list is here. Please let me know if there is a character you would like me to write and I will add it to my list!
Summary- Muzan Kibutsuji isnt a very lovely husband.
Genre- ANGST- These will all have angst in them.
Warnings- Manipulation/ dark themes/ mentions of physical abuse/ slight gore
The entertainment district. Busy streets, colourful lanterns, plenty of people, plenty of food. As he strolled through the vibrant city, Muzan's crimson eyes flickered with curiosity, observing the humans as they reviled in their pleasures. The scent of sake and the sound of laughter filled the air, but beneath it all, he could smell the fear and desperation. Despite the vibrant atmosphere around him, he remained detached.
As he moved through the crowds, his sharp senses heightened. He couldn't help but notice the fragile humans around him. Their fleeting lives seemed insignificant in comparison to his immortal existence. He relished in the fear that emanated from them.
As Muzan continued his stroll, his attention was unexpectedly drawn to a vibrant flower stand nestled in the crowds. Intrigued, he approached, his curiosity piqued by the array of blooms from all corners of the world, their intoxicating scents mingling with the scent of the humans around.
At the stand, he found himself face to face with a young woman whose beauty was as captivating as the flowers she tended. Her eyes sparkled with warmth and innocence, a stark contrast to him. Yet, beneath her cheerful demeanour, he sensed a hint of something else.
"Welcome, sir," she greeted him with a sweet smile "Is there something specific you're looking for today?"
He could sense the faint pulse of fear that quickened her heartbeat in his presence. It was a reaction he had grown accustomed to.
"Surprisingly, I find myself drawn to your flowers," he replied, his voice smooth and velvety. "I was not aware such beauty existed in this world."
The woman's smile widened, and she gestured toward the colourful blooms that surrounded them. "Each of these flowers has its own story, its own unique beauty," she explained. "They come from all around the world." Muzan's gaze lingered on the delicate petal. For a fleeting moment, he felt a sense of wonder and appreciation for the beauty that surrounded him. But the moment passed quickly. With a faint smirk, he reached out to pluck a single flower from its stem, his fingers brushing against the soft petals with a touch as gentle as a whisper
"Perhaps I shall take this as a reminder of the fleeting beauty of this world," he mused, "Thank you, my dear."
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Several nights passed, and Muzan found himself inexplicably drawn back to the flower stand in the entertainment district. You had every flower there, except the one he needed.
"Welcome back," she greeted him warmly, her smile lighting up her face. "It's good to see you again."
Muzan inclined his head in acknowledgment, a rare gesture from someone so accustomed to command. "I could not resist the lure of your flowers," he admitted. The woman laughed softly, "I'm glad to hear that," she replied. "Is there something in particular you're looking for today?"
Muzan hesitated for a moment, "I... I wished to see you again," The woman's smile widened, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, here I am," she said, a hint of mischief in her voice. "What can I do for you?"
Muzan took a step closer, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that made her heart flutter. "I find myself... intrigued by you," he confessed, his voice low and husky. "I wish to know more about the woman behind the flowers."
The woman's laughter faded, replaced by a look of curiosity and uncertainty. "I'm just a simple florist," she said softly. "There's not much to know."
But Muzan needed to get close. He reached out to gently brush a stray lock of hair from her face, his touch as tender.
"You are anything but simple," he murmured, his voice filled with a fake warmth. "And I would very much like to get to know you better."
For a moment, the woman seemed to hesitate, her gaze flickering between Muzan's intense stare and the darkness that surrounded them. But then, with a smile that lit up the night, she nodded her head in agreement.
"I would like that," she said softly. "I would like that very much."
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"Tell me, woman," Muzan snapped impatiently, his voice dripping with disdain. "Have you heard of the blue spider lily?" His hand, tangled inti her hair, pulling her up to meet his sharp gaze, red eyes burning into hers.
The woman's brow furrowed in confusion "I-I'm sorry, sir," she stammered, her voice trembling. "I'm not familiar with that flower."
Muzan's eyes narrowed dangerously as he pulled her hair tighter, his towering figure casting a shadow over the woman. "You ignorant fool!" he spat, his voice laced with venom. "How dare you not know of such a crucial flower? Its your fucking job to know these things! You are nothing but a useless, pathetic human!"
The woman recoiled at his words, her teary eyes wide with fear as she struggled to comprehend the sudden change in Muzan's demeanour. She had never seen him like this before—so full of rage.
"I-I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice barely above a whimper. "I didn't mean to—"
But before she could finish her sentence, Muzan lashed out with a cruel laugh, he let go of her hair and kicked her to the ground, breaking bones and rapturing organs, causing her to bleed out. "Pathetic," he sneered. "You are nothing but a worthless insect, unworthy of my attention."
With that, Muzan turned on his heel and stormed away, leaving the woman trembling in his wake. As she watched him disappear into the night.
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