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mysicklove · 11 months

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𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐒

With: Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Kyojuro Rengoku, Tengen Uzui, and Giyuu Tomioka

Warnings: Fem/AFAB! coded throughout, but some of them can be read as gn! oral (m! recieving), crying, mommy kink, overstimulation, tit sucking, mentions of toy use, hand jobs, edging, sensory deprivation, feather use, leg humping,

A/N: I wrote this really poorly. well.

𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎

- Puppy boy istg.

- Listens so so well. But struggles when you tell him you’re going to focus on him only. He just wants to make you feel good too :(

- Heavy eye contact. He wants to make it as intimate as possible. So, he is pawing at your hand the entire night.

- The second your voice turns into a purr, he’s hard. It’s like a switch, the second he hears it, he swears he begins to feel more light, excited that he doesn’t have to think anymore. He will get taken care of.

- Clenches his teeth and groans more than moans. But when you overstimulate him he’s full-on whimpering, tears in his eyes while he tries to move away from your hold

- Fav position is missionary. Likes it when you trace your fingers on his face. That or eating you out. He gets hard just by hearing your noises.

- Best punishment would be to make it the least intimate as you can. Like not looking at him, not praising him, just simply fucking him. Rough, quick, fucking that makes him so confused. He would cry and beg for you just to talk to him, and to please slow down!

“Hand. Hand, please!” He croaks, his back arching as he sweeps his own hand across the bed, searching for it.

You obey without hesitation and he locks his hand into yours, gripping it fiercely. You pull away from his cock, red and twitching in your mouth. “Shh, Tan, relax my love. Want you to feel good.”

You begin to pepper his thighs with soft kisses, and small bite marks. He preens at the feeling and his thumb rubs the back of your hand. “Sorry. Feels so good. Love you so much,” He murmurs, craning his head to look down toward you. His eyes are hazy and he wears a small smile.

You smile at him and press a kiss on the tip. His breath catches and he flinches. “I love you too. Now try to stay still, yeah?” He nods frantically, and your mouth returns to his cock.

His legs tremble as you take him fully and he has to hold back from bucking up into your mouth. Hes trying his best even if it’s so hard to do. He just can't disobey your rules.

𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀

- This man makes me go feral istg

- type of man who begs and begs for your to touch him, but when you do he shivers and twitches because it’s wayyy too much for him

- MOMMY KINK!!! Wants to be taken care of so badly, wants to be “mama’s good boy.”

- Gets turned when you begin to trace your finger over his clothed body. You can’t do it in public, because almost instantly he becomes a desperate, begging mess.

- Mostly cries and whines. Every touch on his oversensitive body makes him cry and shake.

- Lovesss sucking on your tits while you stroke him. He gets less embarrassed about his cries when they are muffled into your skin. the tears are not hidden at all.

- Literally sobs and clings to you the second you mention a punishment. But overstimulation tears him apart with his already sensitive body. It’s honestly hard to do it because he is squirming away, crying, and begging you to stop.

- He doesn’t get punished very often.

Zenitsu scrambles into your lap the second you call, playing with his fingers nervously, a small smile creeping up on his face. Your hand makes his way to his boxers and he jumps when feels your touch, head falling on your shoulder. “Do you want mommy to touch you, Zenistu?”

“P-Please mama. Want it, want it so badly,” He mumbles into your neck, while he tries not to move so much when you begin to trace the outline of his cock.

“Were you a good boy for me?”

He pulls away instantly, nodding his head frantically. “Was good all day! Please!” His eyes begin to water, and you wipe away the loose tears.

“Such a crybaby.” You tease, and he nods his head, pout on his face, as he sniffles. “You wanna suck on my tits?” You say, while pulling his cock out of his boxers. He shivers at the cold air but nods, already trying to tear your shirt off.

“So needy.” You coo and he whines, turning red in the face, but still trying to get to your breasts.

𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀

- Such a pretty boy, but god he is a lot of work

- Not necessarily brat-taming, it’s just that he seems to never calm down. Gets so worked up over everything.

- Its either he’s a maniac or he is so deep in the subspace he can barely talk

- Use toys!!! Get him off a couple of times beforehand and he should be a lot more manageable.

- Would never admit it, but when you command him to do things it turns him on. The second he hears your scolding he gets so jittery.

- Huge praise kink, but cmon we already knew this. Loves when you compliment everything about him

- Really into kissing. He was horrible at it in the beginning, but you’ve trained him well. So his fav would prov be when you ride him, while he sits back on the headboard. It works well for both of you bc he can easily kiss you, and you have more control over the pace. (you have revoked his opportunities of setting the pace, he goes way too hard)

- Tries to hold back his moans, but after you praise him enough he lets them slip by. They are lower and gruffer in the beginning but as you progress they get higher in pitch.

- Punishments would be humiliation biased. Put him in frilly outfits or simply just degrade him and he’s begging for forgiveness so quickly.

“Quicker, underling!” He manages out, the tips of his ears burning, and his breaths coming out in heavy pants as you continue to ride him. You have stopped him from bucking up into you multiple times now.

Your eyes flash toward him in a warning. “Inosuke.”

He gulps and looks away while continuing to gently hold on to your hips as he lets you continue your administrations. “...Sorry.” He mumbles, blushing from the effect of your stare.

His hands begin to twitch on your hips and he has to hold back from digging his fingers into them.

You peck his lips, “‘S okay. F-Feel so good Inosuke. Doing such a good job holding back!”

The feral grin appears, even with the blush coating his skin. “Of course! G-Give me a kiss. Oh. I-I deserve an award!” His eyes threaten to roll back when you begin to grind on his lap. But of course, you oblige, as you press your lips to his.

His laughs turn into long drawn-out breathes.

𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔

- ANOTHER PUPPY BOY

- But unlike Tanjiro it’s sometimes hard for him to listen. He wants to, but he also really really wants you but sometimes it’s just so hard to obey

- Lots of rope play because his body likes to jerk sporadically at touches. Always gets so embarrassed and apologizes so much.

- He gives you so many pet names it’s adorable

- So so so polite. Everything is “yes please.” and “thank you so much!” even if you are punishing him :( he just savors every touch.

- Kissing his neck is what immediately gets him hard. He always flushes bright red, before gripping at his pants, half whining, half whispering your name.

- Def is a moaner. Not super loud, but he loves to show you how good you make him feel. Def very vocal in telling exactly how everything feels. Makes it very easy to find his pleasure points lol

- Lovesss praise oh my god he gets so happy it’s so cute

- Really likes it when you jerk him off while he’s on all fours. Makes him tremble and push his face into the bed while trying to fuck your hand

- Doesn’t get punished very often but when he does it’s edging. He really struggles on holding back, so if you edge him a couple of times he loses all coherent thoughts. His body is just jerking upward, searching desperately for your hands.

- Poor baby

“Thank you! Thank you!” He chants into the pillows as his hips begin to move forward, looking for your half-closed hand. The second he finds it he groans and drills himself into it. You smile when you hear the noises fall from his mouth combined with the lewd squelching noises from the lube on your hand.

“My Kyo, always so polite. Does it feel good, love?” His head slams into the pillow with the intensity of the nod and you hold back a giggle. He was always so enthusiastic.

“Feels so good! So good! T-Thank you so much!” The words begin to come out more frantically when he feels your hand moving back to meet his thrusts, making the pleasure more intense.

Suddenly you pull away, and Rengokus continues to thrust into the air, still searching for your hand. A frustrated whine falls from his lips and he turns back toward you, trying his best not to pout while his cock is still throbbing. “Don’t you think you should earn the privilege of fucking my hand, Kyo?”

You watch him try to hold back a whine. His hands clutch at the sheets and his eyebrows are all furrowed. But still, he manages to smile for you, and says, “Of course!”

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈

- King.

- A bit of a pillow princess in bed or a teasing piece of shit. No in-between.

- Leans up against the headboard, smirking down at you, while he is completely bare. Just loves to flaunt his body for you.

- Speaking of his body, he is SOOO sensitive. I’ve said this before but he literally can cum from just you playing with his nipples. I’ve seen multiple ppl talk about him with nipple piercings, and that is even better.

- So yes, use his body to the best of your ability because with all his talk, in a matter of seconds, he turns into a squirmy mess trying to tear away from your merciless hands.

- Tie him up!!! Very very good way to get him to shut up. Plus ropes just look so pretty on his skin.

- Tries to get you mad. Enjoys punishments. Loves how much attention he gets when you put him in his place. But it’s strange, cause he is not necessarily a brat. So he goes out of his way to get in trouble

- Hate to say it, but one time he was really pissing you off, so you slapped the shit out of him. He got so unbelievably hard, and his face turned so red. It was cute really, if you weren’t so mad at him.

- Since he gets punished so often, he’s a beggar. Pleads and cries tear at his throat, as he trembles. If it gets too far the moaning and whines turn into hiccuped sobs.

- He has many different punishments, but the one that you use when is really bad is sensory deprivation. Tie him up, put a gag on him, cover his ears, and put a mask on him, and just begin to ever so gently either rub your finger on his cock, or use a feather to toy at his sensitive nipples. He’s gone after only five minutes of your teasing.

- Definitely have to have tons of nonverbal safe words and heavy aftercare!!!

His body jerks against the restraints again. Every time he seems so close to tearing the ropes, but nevertheless, he still remains trapped. You sit on his lap, watching with a smug smile at the sight in front of you. Muffled whines come through the gag, and you frown at the tears streaming down his face.

But you ignore them and grab the feather once again. This time placing brushing it against the head of his cock. He jumps again, pulling at the rope, and you giggle.

He was so sensitive in the first place, but now with all of his other senses gone, all he can do is sit there and wait for your touch. But all of it was so teasing, it made him lose his mind.

You mouth begins to leave kisses along his stomach and continue up to his chest. He whimpers when he knows exactly what’s going to happen. You press your mouth to one of his nipples and his back arches, a muffled scream tearing through him. He’s shaking his head back and forth, trying so hard to tear your mouth off of him.

You bring your hand up to the other nipple and he squirms so immensely that you almost got knocked off of him. You watch his cock begin to twitch, and his cries begin to pick up. And after such little time, he cums only from his nipples. Of course, the orgasm viciously tears through him, and he’s sobbing into the gag, but still, he did so well for you!

𝐆𝐈𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐎𝐊𝐀

- Another pretty boy!! I would love to ruin his stoic face. Instead, stain it with tears and have his mouth hang open adorably.

- It was so hard to bring up sex, let alone have it, so it took a lot of work to shape this man.

- Originally would just sit completely still while you jerked him off, closing his eyes like he was in pain, and you’re like ??? You like it right? And he looks at you so confused, like yeah of course he does

- Didn’t know he was supposed to make noise. He shut his eyes and gripped the sheets to try to focus on trying not to make a sound.

- Once you encouraged moans, oh god this man gets so loud. Moans so loud, and throws his head back so dramatically, he could be a porn star.

- Ive said this before but he has the prettiest pink cock and his nipples match it perfectly. Makes you want to put hickeys all over it.

- Gets turned on at like the worst possible times. It’s really cute, but you’ll be explaining a mission to him, and out of the blue, he’ll be like “Im hard.” and begins to drag your hand to his cock. .

- Like i said, moans alot and loud. When he gets super close to his orgasm, his moans begin to turn into chants. “Oh god. Oh fuck. Im going to cum. Fuck. fuck. Please!” it's quite cute how delirious he gets when he chases an orgasm. Has the prettiest orgasm face.

- Would stare at you with the most disgusted look if you even mentioned the word punishment. Does not get why anyone would want to do something they don’t like.

- That being said he hates (loves) it when he has to get himself off. Make himself jerk off in front of you and then right when he is going to cum tell him to move his hands and he always pulls away so quickly, sitting there while his hands tremble and thighs squeeze together. Or tell him to hump your leg and he gets so adorably whiny.

“Giyuu Im doing something right now,” You sigh, not looking at the man who just crawled into your lap—trying to ignore the feeling of his hard-on moving against your thigh as he tries to hump you.

He mumbles out, “I’m hard” with a small dramatic whine to try to get you to pay attention.

“I can feel it, baby,” You say, still not looking at him. At this, he pouts and rests his forehead against your shoulder.

“Wanna cum. Please fuck me.”

“Not now.” He whines loud and prominent and it spurs on his frantic humping. Takes it upon himself to cum by himself if you were being so mean. Casually glancing at him when his face begins to turn all red when he starts to peel off his clothes until he is bare on your lap.

Gets so into the thigh humping, not even realizing he’s mumbling things like, “Yes. More, cmon. Gotta go harder!” and you just sit there trying to coo while he slowly loses himself on your thigh. It doesn’t help that he is so loud. How are you supposed to work when his high-pitched moans are directly in your ear? And the second you help him push his hips forward to better grind on you, he’s a goner. Lost in his own world, while the cutest noises fall from his lips.

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an-idyllic-novelist · 5 months

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Anubis with fem!giyuu!reader scenario

Anubis: The childish Egyptian god of funerary and subsequent guide to the underworld. Extremely energetic and tends to shift from annoyed to elation, depending on whether things will go his way or not. He’s also a fighter, and it’s been so long since he’s fought anyone that could almost match him in agility and hand to hand combat.

His nickname is Nubby, courtesy of the Norse God Loki.

Anubis with Giyuu!reader:

Acts like a puppy when he’s around the Water Hashira, always eagerly welcoming her home with a big grin and bone crushing hug, followed by being smothered with wet, sloppy smooches.

His love language includes quality time, cuddling, and sparring matches.

"C'mon, [First Name]! Round two!" The god exclaimed giddily, swaying from side to side as he watched the Water Hashira shuffle her feet, adjusting the grip on her sword, the tip of the blade pointed at him.

"...We've already had three of them, Anubis. Do you not want to try the sweet buns Nezuko has made? Tanjiro said this is the first meal she has cooked since her transformation into a demon." She furrowed her brow at him. "Unless...you'd rather skip snack time with them?"

Anubis' ears perked up, and all of sudden he darted past Giyuu!reader and towards the Water Hashira's estate with delight. He then looked back at his stunned lover.

"Why didn’t you say so earlier?! C'mon, or I'll eat all of them and there won't be any left!"

"...You'd still save some for me, anyway." Giyuu!reader murmured, placing her sword back inside the scabbard and followed after the Egyptian god, mentally praying that the kitchen won't be too much of a mess to clean later.

He will transition into feral mode if he sees his beloved covered from head to toe in injuries and did not get medical treatment. He will drag her to Shinobu’s office if he has to.

He loves to play with Nezuko and Tanjiro. Will give them head-pats and rub his scent on their bodies so no one will dare to mess with Giyuu!reader’s wards.

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ch3rriiii-bunn · 7 months

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【❝】 October is everybody's favorite kink month♡

【𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞】: I'm actually so hyped for kinktober OMGGGGGG!!! This is my first kinktober, so I hope yall enjoy the ideas I have in mind!!!

𝕭𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖈𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖇𝖊 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖔𝖋...

【𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻】: Female reader is heavily implied for every fanfic and will be mentioned in the tags. Please be respectful!

【18+】: ANYONE 17 AND UNDER DO NOT INTERACT. All fanfics will be 18!

【➡】: Mutuals and 18+ followers with age clearly stated in bio can be tagged. Just comment if you wanna be tagged

【𝓦𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓸𝓷𝓮】

01- Brat taming/Degrading with Shinjurō

02- Roleplay/knifeplay with Karaku

03- Mirror sex with Akaza

04- Orgasm control/toys with Shinobu

05- Orgasm denial with Maiko

06- Overstimulation/Praising with Giyuu

07- Monster fucking with final form Kokushibo

【𝓦𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓽𝔀𝓸】

08- Gorehole with the Hashira men (Muichiro NOT included)

09- Boob job with Aizetsu

10- iceplay with Douma

11- Breeding with Haganezuka

12- Size kink with Gyomei

13- Manhandling with Sanemi

14- 3some with Tamayo & Nakime

【𝓦𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮】

15- Dacryphilia with Kanamori

16- Dress up/cloths swap with Hantengus clones

17- blow job with Tengen

18- Public sex with Enmu

19- Filming with Hinatsuru

20- Nipple play with Suma

21- Punishment with Kagaya

【𝓦𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓻】

22- Mask kink with Iguro

23- Handjob with Rengoku

24- Blindfold with Muzan

25- Excessive cum with Aizetsu

26- Hair pulling/pussy eating with Yoriichi

27- Body worship with kanamori

28- Dumbification with Mitsuri

【𝓛𝓪𝓼𝓽 3 𝓭𝓪𝔂𝓼】

29- Fem dom with female Muzan

30- Pegging with Sekido

31- Anal with Urogi

【♡】: Thank you and I hope you enjoyed this Kinktober!!!

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angelic-dew · 11 months

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You've bren writing for kny lately, can I get some giyu smut w/ a fem! Reader by chance? I barely see smut on your page.. so...

Pretty please? 🥹🥲

˚₊‧꒰ soft touches.☆ ꒱ ‧₊˚ . !

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🌊 ୧・author's note; Honestly, I don't post smut unless requested because well- I'm shy about it; I was originally busy doing the 200+ special but I can squeeze this in. ask and you shall receive basically.

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🪐 ୧・pairing; Giyu Tomioka x AFAB Reader! (she/her pronouns)

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🫧 ୧・word count + summary; 2121 words. + after a long mission, you help your beloved relax for he is tensed, however, he decides to put you first, as usual, because your needs come before his.

✧༉‧₊˚୨ ✖ ୧・trigger warnings; smut, suggestive words, first time sex, teasing, and grammatical errors. if you are sensitive towards these topics, please dni. Btw this is 18+ content, please don't interact minors. proofread

It was by common knowledge that you and Tomioka have been together for some time already. Things weren't moving too slow nor too fast which was a steady and suitable pace for the both of you. Truly, you didn't want to rush Giyu for you knew he was a very distant and busy person in general; not to mention the fact that he wasn't even used to this type of treatment from the early stages of his life. But it is true, you loved him with all of your being.

He was sent on a mission for a few days. As much as it hurt you deeply to watch the love of your life leave you and possibly not return was heart-wrenching, however, Tomioka was a fighter, he was stronger than most, you knew he would return safe and sound. You didn't cry, you were the polar opposite. Instead of having the icy hands of fear consuming your every move, you chose to look at it in a positive aspect of it. (Name) knew her partner more than she knew herself, after all, he was hers and she was his, she loved him and she swore it to be true.

Days upon days she awaited his arrival, waiting ever so patiently and rather enthusiastically for her partner's return. Waves of pure excitement flooded her innocent mind as she waited and pined for him to come back to her once more. His breath-taking face was solely engrained in her mind for it was him all she thought about during this time. Elation was practically flowing through her veins as she waited like a good little puppy dog for it's owner; how sweet was she?

♡

Then the day came, he returned back to his beloved (Name).

"Giyu! Giyu!" exclaimed a teary-eyed (Name) as she darted across their shared estate to hug her beloved who looked like he hadn't attained at least one single scratch. Capturing him within her warm, tight and of course comforting embrace, Tomioka relaxed his once tense shoulders and a soft sigh of relief escaped from underneath his pale lips. With little to no expression plastered along his face, he hugged his beautiful beloved (Name) back tightly, almost too tight.

Nuzzling his face into (Name's) shoulder a bit, he kept it there and snuggled up to her a tad bit further than before, cherishing this short moment sincerely. "I missed you, dear," Tomioka uttered as he wished he could stay in your loving embrace for all eternity. It made him develop a sense of comfort.

Peace. Love. For him to finally be at ease.

You watched how Giyu was clearly stressed from his duties, it was evident just by his expressions alone and by his touch; he was stiff and tense. A sudden idea popped into your mind which was straying away from all innocence at this point in time.

Soft glistens of mischief were seen captured within your eyes as you brought one of your hands closer to his face, cupping his soft cheek gently before leaning in to whisper, "Mmm- Darling, you know, I could help you relax, I can tell you're pretty tense. Would having some 'fun' change that?" you coaxed teasingly into his ear, playfulness lacing your voice as you nibbled on his earlobe slightly. You were taking a risk, you surely didn't know if he wasn't ready or not, but you took a shot at it.

His azure-blue eyes widened just at how bold your words were and was taken aback by it all. After all, you two haven't done anything since getting together, but there's a first time for everything. An uneasy silence loomed through the air aimlessly before he spoke up quietly, "I could use a snack about now," as if he completely ignored your words.

Confused and a bit embarrassed, you questioned him, "What do you mean? Like some Mochi?" in an attempt to cover up all trace of your shame. Amused, he replied back to your comment, "No, how about I show you what I mean, darling." He removed his face from the crook of your neck and got himself out of your embrace. You raised an eyebrow, curious about what he is implying but before you even think, he has picked you up bridal style, being very careful with you. As if you were a piece of fragile glass or porcelain.

He carried you to your shared bedroom in the estate, plopping your body carefully onto the once-lonely bed after closing the door behind you two, with a simple swift nudge of it. He licks his lips a bit; leaning down close to your ear, he speaks softly almost like a whisper, "You said let's have some 'fun', I'll show you my definition of 'fun'." At this point in time, a cherry-red blush has now crept itself onto your cheeks, tinting them with the rosy colour just from his words meeting your ears. Causing you to melt inside almost instantly.

Gradually, he leaned down and placed his soft, tender touch on to your waistline, running his fingertips playfully around the delicate fabric of the bow of your yukata ever so gently, before untying the fabric. Allowing him to peel away the other parts of fabric hiding your wonderful figure. Now, Tomioka was certainly not expecting this, his eyes widened and his own red blush tinted his face deeply, the colour was very much visible. As he trailed his eyes along your dazzling physique.

Soaking up every inch of your body with just a few looks. However, he did wish for those pesky undergarments of yours to not be in the way of this. They simply had no use for what he had planned.

"Now, let me get my snack," he spoke up coldly, hints of playfulness still looming through his words. He took his hands and slowly stripped away your underwear, letting it rest neatly on the floor beneath you both. Now, your bare cunt was exposed for him to see, and it was his sight alone. How exciting was that for him? Carefully, he leaned down and took off his haori, letting it fall to the floor to accompany your items of clothing.

Giyu placed a firm hand on your inner thighs, stroking them ever so slowly, light yet lingering touches remaining there as he leaned in. Glancing up towards your angelic face; his gaze softens as he looks at you for confirmation. You nod, you wanted this, after all, you needed to feel him. Know what it's like to be one with him. To please him. To know how it feels to have your first time with the love of your life.

He nods his head back in response to you, his baby blues skimming long your red cheeks, a slight grin cracking on his face as he does so. Shifting his attention back down, he takes in the sight of your raw pussy wholly. Knowing that it is for sure his. He couldn't be happier. As his face eventually met your entrance, oh boy, he was on cloud nine.

Taking his middle and index finger, and slowly rubbed your clit teasingly, watching as your slimy, runny pre-cum gathered and clustered on his fingers as he does so, practically making you wet and tremble from under his very touch. Licking his fingers proudly of every singular ounce of your rich, sweet, gooey pre-cum, he looked down at your lewd face and exposed body. "Now that's a tasty snack, I would like more though," he said, how greedy to say the least.

Without uttering another word, he placed his hands gently on your plush thighs and held your legs up slowly yet tenderly, taking his time to gaze upon your beautiful figure sprawled out messily beneath him, he leaned down. Tomioka licked his lips once more, saliva thinly covering his lips. In doing that, he brought you to heaven on earth. His moist, hungry tongue worked magic and created miracles as it worked every individual spot in your tight, narrow entrance. Even managing to force itself within the slimy walls of your cunt at times. You being a completely drenched, gooey mess made it easier for him to slip in and toy with.

Sucking a bit and trailing his tongue along your sensitive area repeatedly. Rapidly. Eagerly. There was just too much overwhelmingly sweet goodness stored within you; how could he resist? His tongue was ecstatic with your flavor, it was nearly sickening that you could taste so delightful - better than any fruit, beverage, or candy. A one-of-a-kind taste he had all to himself.

He cherished this flavor and this wasn't even the best part, his mind was absolutely racing with the thought of you releasing your warm juices in his mouth. He only imagined how that by itself could taste. It was as if he could imagine it dancing happily on his tastebuds; with a refreshing flavor that he could never grow weary of.

Giyu's mind was completely far from innocence now but he couldn't help it. His tongue began growing more impatient by the passing moment; his slimy friend briskly moved along your flaps and overlapped them. Sweet, soft cries of pleasure and pleased, quiet hums emanated from underneath your filthy lips, heavy, sharp breaths soon to follow after.

That's what he wanted, those adorable sounds to come from you. He craved hearing those sounds like an utter animal, however, he wasn't yet done with you. As he knows, self-control and patience are key, and why not have some fun while doing it?

Tomioka gradually removed his face from your gooey hole, even if it hurt him to get away from that flavor for only a moment. He looked at your naked body in awe while a small smile unnoticeably crept along his face. "This is such a sweet treat, never knew it was cherry-flavored," he said under his breath.

You were confused, 'Cherry?' you thought yet you remained quiet. That same blush never dying on your face, that explained it.

He gripped your thighs further, only earning a whine from you as he nudged his face back in, this time going for your thighs. Starting with which was once small kitten licks turned into ravenous sucking and nibbling of your plush flesh. You weren't complaining, it felt absolutely amazing, as he nibbled and took in the inviting taste of you. He nearly got more occupied with his current task.

At least, he decorated your legs nicely with various dark hickeys and love bites. Several small bruises make their appearance on your figure as well.

He grinned broadly, satisfied with his work before getting back to work with your gooey hole. His greedy little tongue had its way with your folds, lapping and rubbing itself within every crevice it could muster. Wanting for your taste so, so badly. You just had to give it to him. So why not help? You took your left hand and applied pressure to the top of his raven black locks, allowing for his tongue to go deeper within your pussy from this bold action.

He liked this.

He continued with what he was doing, his slimy tongue buried deep within your warm insides was like heaven. As you gripped the delicate sheets beneath both of you, you bucked your hips upwards. The fabric you were holding onto helped you do so as you repeated this process - your hand still firmly gripping his hair. Letting him truly have a good taste of what you really are.

The lewd yet melodic, pleasureful moans and cries flowed into Giyu's ears. Sounds of satisfaction and contentment. And he caused all of this. He alone made you this moaning mess that couldn've barely contained yourself. Truly, he was proud.

For what felt like very few minutes, it was an utter pleasure. Time truly goes by when you're caught up in such fun. You finally came within him, and the substance was even better than he imagined. It flowed along his tongue ever so nicely as he had himself a field day drinking away every single drop until there was nothing left but his saliva thinly coating your entire clit.

As he was busy with that you were attempting to catch your breath. Getting even the slightest bit of air within you was crucial. You can't help but not recall what just happened. You took away your hand from his head and loosened your grip on the sheets as he licked away the last drop and looked proudly at his work.

That was the end, right? But did you know he was suppressing his needs all this time? Maybe you two should switch roles.

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k-koriikorner · 7 months

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DAY 1 - OVERSTIMULATION

kinktober 2023. - masterlist |

warnings. - gn! reader,, overstim,, sub/dom dynamics,, cowgirl,, kinda short sorry it's a warm up, messy and semi-rough

♠︎giyuu tomioka...

The feeling of cool lips against your warm, supple neck drew jolts of ecstasy through your body. With equally cool hands holding onto your plush sides for dear life. ,, just on more, can you do that for me baby?,,

He released a low whine, burying his unusually cold nose deeper into the shadows of your neck. He wanted to, he really did, he'd love nothing more than to please you, the person who'd made him feel pleasure past the boundaries he'd never thought possible.

The weight of your touch against his awaiting skin brings him to such highs that his normally collected mind slips into a state of pure bliss, unaware of the world around him. Forgetting about his role as a Demon Slayer and everything else except your warm, supple body against his skin, and the warm tight entrance you greet his aching member with.

The feel of your warm canal, milking him dry of everything he has, one after the other you pulled an orgasm from him and he let you. He let you take whatever you wanted from him, the thought of his reward motivating him. ,,I can't... I ca- I can't do it anymore,,

,,You can baby, I know you can just give me one more,, Bending down to press your warm, plump lips against his flushed skin before stroking him with your tight canal. Those sweet sounds you were chasing after fell from his pink lips, seemingly growing in volume and pitch.

,,My whiny baby,, I know, I know just gimme one more and we can rest after that, okay?,,

He shook his head no, those navy blue locks of hair shifting between the pillow he rested on but with him not using the safe word you knew that he was just as eager as you to milk his last orgasm. Giyuu began to slowly move his hips upward, trying to match you slow sensual pace. His slender cock, warm to the touch, pumped into your entrance more excitable than a few seconds ago.

The six inches of his member reached the depths of your canal, brushing against that forbidden button, making your head throw back in pure unfiltered bliss. You released a cry as Giyuu continued to abuse this spot, his pace picking up despite the over stimulation he was experiencing. His main drive now being to witness you release more of those delicious sounds and become just as whiny and cockdrunk as he was pussydrunk.

Sticky hips connected over and over as you met his thrusts, whispers of his name fell from your lips as you experienced a high. A familiar feeling coursed through your lower body, familiar but just as delicious as all those times before. Giyuu's voice grew more needy, his thrusts becoming ever more intense, abusing your insides till it almost hurt. A more delirious moan sounded from your voice as he pushed deeper than ever before. His name falling from your lips as a prayer, calling onto him, driving him closer over the edge.

You looked down towards your mess of a husband, half-lidded ocean blue eyes locked onto your vibrant ones that were just as heavy. Giyuu tilted his head upwards, silent question for a kiss. You obliged lowering down to his level before locking your plump lips with is his. You both swallowed each other's noises, open mouth kisses not being nearly enough to block out either of your whines. Giyuu released your lips in a fit of exhaustion, a small glistening string connecting you two. You giggled at his fucked out expression as he became a babbling mess.

,, 'M gonna cum, 'M gonna cum- Mama please lemme, please-,, Giyuu cut himself off with a loud whine, your sloppy thrusts connected with his hips harder than earlier. You gaze down towards your hips and notice the absolute mess inbetween your legs. Clear wetness from your repeated climaxes and his orgasms had built up between your two to form a puddle beneath you. Giyuu look down as well to see the absolute mess you'd both became, that had been his final straw as he threw his head back in pure ecstasy and he released his last load for tonight.

A surprised, but ecstatic expression crossed your face as you milked his cock for the seventh time, but your reaction was short lived as your face soon morphed into one of pure pleasure as you reached your high. You and Giyuu pulled eachother a little closer as your hole gushed with your mixed juices, being filled to the brim. Heavy pants filled the room as you both settled down from your passion, and soon a small giggle left your lips before Giyuu silenced you by locking your lips once again.

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mamayan · 8 months

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Don’t Cry: Part 2

Yandere Giyuu Tomioka x Fem! Reader

I love him so much~

Don’t Cry: Part 1

TW: Yandere themes•NSFW•Lying Giyuu•Slight Violence•Vanilla Sex•Sweet Submissive Giyuu•Fem! Reader•Implied Virginity Loss

I’ve been spelling his damn name wrong and I only realized when I read it in Hiragana and was like “cool cool, I gotta edit my other works of him now!”

Tags: @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi @sunandflame @giyuuzas

Once you’d bathed, courtesy of the sweet little girls who aided you earlier, you were promptly put to bed in clean clothes. Your swordsman sitting beside the bed, staring off into space but it was having a human presence which comforted you. The small bed didn’t allow for more than one body, but inwardly you cringed at the urge to drag him into it with you despite how close you’d need to be with him. It might also be because you’d need to be so close. Confusion and embarrassment swirled within you, your mind racing despite your body beginning to give into fatigue. Your eyes were heavy, struggling to stay awake long enough to sort the complicated emotions waring inside of you.

“Giyuu…” your voice was a little hoarse as you whispered his name.

“Yes?” His head turned and looked over at you, demeanor relaxed and confident, his eyes speaking more words than his lips.

Are you alright? You imagined him wanting to ask, but he likely already knew the answer was no. You didn’t ask the multitude of questions you had, because now you weren’t sure you even truly wanted to know. Instead, you asked for something simple.

“Will you hold my hand?” and he watched as your own soft one slipped from beneath the blanket. His eyes were darker in the dimly lit room, cast over by the red glow of the lamp and making his gaze nearly like the bottom of the sea. Black. His skin even paler in contrast.

His hand gingerly moved before it enveloped yours. Larger, warmer, and much rougher than your own. It was like you could safely breathe again with the contact, your tense muscles and knotting insides loosening as you squeezed his hand. He gave one back, looking at you with a half lidded gaze, and for a moment you were struck with envy because how had you never noticed his lashes were so long and thick? He was prettier than he ought to be, but it certainly didn’t lessen the masculine appeal. You briefly remembered, before he’d become twisted and abducted you, a time you’d seen him like a friend. You were more outgoing than him, more willing to speak up and initiate, and in this subtle moment of stillness, you asked a question which seemed both probable and ridiculous.

“Do you like me?” it felt wrong to speak too loudly.

You carefully observed his impassive expression. Giyuu didn’t tell you much nor did his face show how he felt, but his actions were pages in a story itself. He told you through weeks of bringing your favorite foods to you. He told you through small gifts and trinkets. He told you through acts of service and time spent beside you. It just didn’t make any sense. You were certainly the most horrendous creature when he’d taken you prisoner, snide and cruel with your tongue and even cruder with your disdainful actions of dumping hard prepared meals to the ground and stomping them. He was patient though, and while the weeks of isolation occasionally drove you to the brink of madness, you realize it must’ve not been intentional if he’d left to perform his obligations to the people. His burden so heavy and lifted alone.

“Hn,” he nodded, a noise of affirmation which shocked you silly. You truly didn’t expect an actual answer. Possibly just a look, which would leave you micro-analyzing it until you could somewhat satisfy yourself with an answer which proved plausible.

“Why…?” This wasn’t a self deprecating question, you weren’t asking as if you didn’t know your own lovability, but because you never let yourself be as such. Even when you’d first met and the relationship was forming, you’d never left any question that you’d not been looking for a lover. Your actions and words keeping a firm divide between you and everyone else. Especially Giyuu.

So why? Why form the attachment? Why look closer? Why want?

Why save me…? But those words were left unspoken.

His grip tightened around your hand, not painfully, but enough that you realized you weren’t looking at him anymore. Your eyes focused on the edge of the bed. You glanced back up, into those vast pools you wondered if someday might drown you in the sorrow they held.

His lips parted, pausing for a moment, but his brows furrowed and he seemed to have to force the words out.

“Because it’s you,” he murmured, somber tone not letting you become irritated at his vague response, letting him finish instead. “It’s you who reached your hand out first… who was there for me even if you didn’t notice I was suffering…” you hung on every word like a hook to keep you tethered to world around you.

“It was you who told me to live.” His expression changed, looking much like the tragedy he sealed within those dark blue orbs, and it was filled with a kind of loathing.

“Even though I’m weak—,” you wanted to tell him he’s wrong, “-and the people closest to me died while I lived on,” it’s not your fault but the words died in your throat, “—you told me to live.” His eyes were harder, more convicted and less overflowing with the loathing you realized was towards himself.

You didn’t remember telling him such words, maybe it was when you’d found him injured, marks adorning him with what you now realized marked his path on an endless journey of pain and loneliness.

You’d go crazy too. You’d do reckless and self destructive things as well.

You weren’t sure where it came from, fear perhaps? A desperation to believe in him with finally enough evidence to convince yourself it’s not wrong? Whatever the case, carefully you lifted your torso up, the blanket falling off your shoulders as you used your grip on him as leverage to pull him close. Your free hand dug into the fabric of his clothes, clean despite a battle that shook your entire world, as you tugged until he relented and leaned close so you could kiss him.

You should feel wrong. You don’t.

His lips are thin but soft, and he’s pliant as you essentially manhandle him to lean completely over you. His elbows now braced on either side of you as you snake your arms around his neck and let the scary world fade away. You weren’t the sort to hide behind a man and cower, and tomorrow you’d put up a brave front despite the cowardice and fear that has beholden you, but for now you let him drape over you. His presence such a comfort you can’t seem to recall a time it hadn’t been. There was a time, but it wasn’t rising to ruin the moment.

Neither was Giyuu, who was albeit visibly startled, but obediently giving you control as you tested different pressure with your lips.

He seemed to finally find his bearing though, as he broke the kiss and pulled up just enough to connect your eyes again. He was flushed, cheeks warm as he shyly regarded you.

“Is this for comfort or…?” he was hesitant and a look of guilt perhaps flashed through his gaze, but it warmed you further and caused the itch in your chest to spread as you tightened your hold on him to prevent escape.

Not like he was making even the barest attempt.

“Because…” he looked at you with his full attention.

“Because it’s you…” and it was enough. His eyes widening a fraction before you leaned up again to kiss him, this time with more passion. Giyuu didn’t speak or express himself much, but his actions did. This time, your actions spoke, as your fingers moved up his neck and into his hair. He made a noise, deep in his throat, but you were too focused on the softness of his hair. The fluffy thick strands easily allowing you a grip as you gently tugged.

He kissed you back harder, and while it felt a bit awkward, you felt even more desperate to touch him. You’d heard hushed gossip before, the acts between lovers, and you experimented as you licked his bottom lip. The shiver which wracked his body not slipping from your notice as you did it again, and then nipped.

“You…” he sounded slightly breathless, but his narrowing gaze telling as you teased him. You were merciful, as you finally slipped your tongue into his willing mouth, and this time he moaned. The shiver went up your spine this time, the noises he made going straight to your core as your grip in his hair and around his neck increased fractionally. It was odd and sensational all at once. His tongue not as aggressive or dominant as yours but still responsive and eager as he kissed you back, his hands still perfectly where he left them.

It was you exploring him. Hands softly trailing down his back, before moving over his shoulders and chest, the hard plains of his body undeniable.

This was not cold and stoic Giyuu, cruelly leaving you all alone. This was warm and responsive Giyuu relinquishing to your desires as you eagerly arched your back to press closer to him even as a zap of pain shot up your ankle.

It was easy to ignore as your body heated up, fingers gripping and tugging as you pushed his haori off his shoulders.

He pulled back fully, having partially fallen out of his chair and onto you at this point, taking his haori off completely and setting it gently in the chair as he fully climbed above you to settle. Silent and balmy, his eyes without a single ripple in the sea they held in their depths. His black uniform, one which you realized matched everyone else’s, was rumpled and creased from your pulling at the fabric.

You let your hands wander, up his forearms, over his collarbone where his hair was spilling out of the tie he used to keep it back, and around his neck. He didn’t stop you or pull away, as you let his pulse beat beneath your hands and for a moment, you felt like you held his heart between your fingers.

“I hated you…” you confessed softly, and while you felt more than saw him flinch, he didn’t move or speak besides that.

“I thought you were crazy, cruel for taking me without permission and even crueler when you’d leave me alone for so long but…” your eyes flicked up to meet his, pooling with guilt and sadness. “Giyuu, do you think we could start over differently?” Your hands roamed the smooth skin of his neck up to to cup his jaw. His lips were set into a firm line, dark gaze serious as it locks with your own.

He seems to melt in your hands, his eyes nearly closing completely as he leans a little weight into you. He resembled a cat momentarily, those upturned eyes a bit sharper when not fully open.

“I would be grateful… to love you not so shamefully.” Your heart nearly stopped at such a confession.

He said love… not like.

Did you love him? It felt difficult to breathe, as you answered yourself easily.

No. You didn’t love him. In truth, there was a deeper part of you terrified of him, because he possessed strength and skills which rendered you pathetically at his mercy. If he were weaker, you’d have escaped him long ago. No, you didn’t love him, but when he let you do as you pleased with him… well, you certainly liked him like this. Pretty and obedient to what you wanted. Relaxed and languid like a juggle cat, silent and graceful but watching.

As you pressed yourself up against him, whispering in his ear your request, he didn’t hesitate with you. Gentle as always, he switched your positions, careful of your injured foot as he settled you atop of him. You got to look down on him now, the light shifting to brighten his features and ease the sharp lines and shadows which cast him in a dangerous atmosphere.

He looked… harmless like this. As if he hadn’t slaughtered a demon like one might swat a fly.

You knew logically you shouldn’t be doing this. As your hands move over his chest, more intent on removing clothing than anything else though. Deftly popping buttons and opening up his top, a smooth pale chest revealing itself to your eyes.

Your brain cried that you were simply touch starved, shocked and slightly traumatized from the events of the last day, and completely run by hormones and pent up frustration.

You were not thinking with your brain tonight though, not as your eyes drank in the sight of the beautiful male beneath you. His flushed skin, heavy breathing and somewhat shy gaze was enough to have you feeling ravenous.

“Sit up,” you murmur softly, pleased as he listens, letting you remove his top and push him back down, climbing a bit higher to return your lips to his. He’s littered in old scars, some more silvery and healed than others, his body refined by tightly corded muscles which had no give. He was harder than steel yet incredibly soft where he wasn’t marred by either training or demons. You kissed him deeper and with more meaning now, and as you cupped his cheek to turn his head, you delighted in the husky groan he released as you licked and sucked at his neck. His shiver leading you to an especially sensitive area, where you mercilessly left your mark.

As you sat back on him more fully, aware of the dull throb of your ankle and grateful for the extra medicine you’d been given, you take him in. He’s more covered in softly sucked bruises and little bite marks than scars anymore, unable to hide the reddened skin as he looks up at you patiently, docile gaze betrayed by the death grip he has on the bed sheet. Visibly struggling not to touch you too.

It wound you up tighter.

“You can’t touch me until I tell you to.” He hadn’t and likely would not even if you didn’t vocalize it, but he didn’t miss the teasing glint in your eyes. His smile indulgent and contagious as he nods, staying perfectly still as you loosen your robes and allow the top to slip away and reveal your upper body. Giyuu took a sharp intake of breath, lips parting as you allow him to take you in.

Less embarrassed by his reverent eyes.

“So pretty…” his praise further emboldened you, as you teased him further by touching yourself. Your hands dragging up your stomach and to your breasts, where you lightly rolled your nipples as they hardened. He wasn’t blinking. The once cool room becoming much, much warmer with you both radiating heat and unrepressed lust. You moved gently down his body, cautious with your own as you settled your center directly over his erection still covered by his pants.

“Ngh,” he huffs, his head digging into the pillow as you grind down, clothes and friction your ally as you murmur in pleasure.

“Feel good Giyuu?” You’d abandoned your teasing show in favor of chasing the ache building inside you. You could tease him later, maybe tie his wrists and see how confident you became as you made him beg for you, but you wanted more now.

“It does, you do,” he quickly affirmed, his eyes a bit hazy as they look up at you. Your image reflected almost like a mirror through his glassy eyes. He couldn’t help bucking up from beneath you, putting a little more pressure and it earned him the gift of hearing you moan.

The first trickles of pleasure addicting as he did it again.

“Stop.” He stilled, looking a bit startled and cautious before you smiled in reassurance. Although it wasn’t comfortable and your muscles were stiff and achy, you held your weight off of him so you could work at the tie keeping his pants up. “I’ll do it.” You assured as you caught his hand move to help out of the corner of your eye.

“Hn,” he quickly set his hand back where it was, though his punishing grip on the sheet returned.

You didn’t love him, but if he stayed like this beneath you, it wasn’t difficult to imagine such a day would come sooner rather than later.

Your previous interactions always wrong because you never took lead and it was painfully obvious now that he was waiting on that. The only lead he ever took was taking you, and the reason being your safety above all else was difficult to hate.

He took your nonverbal cue to lift his hips, letting you drag his opened pants down along with his undergarment.

His cock was just about as pretty as him you noted. Your body slightly trembling as your arousal spiked, hand confidently gripping him in your fist as he jolted and choked on a moan.

“Ah,” he grit his teeth, your grip not very tight but it was the sensitivity of his cock which heightened the sensation of having you touch him.

“So pretty Giyuu, am I hurting you?” Your tone nearly purred as he takes you in.

He didn’t say it out aloud. He didn’t say a lot of things out loud, but this was the most animated he’d ever seen you. Gaze hungry and full of want and it was directed at him. Your teasing smile and soft hands were all for him in this moment. He felt like he was floating, as you began a steady pump, plump little tongue darting out to wet your lips and he felt mildly shameful as a whine left him. The image in his mind filthy as he struggled to stay still like you’d told him. To not touch you even though you looked so soft and he was damned because he wanted to hold you close.

You’d never been so forward with him, and it solidified every action he took as right, because this felt too wonderful to be wrong.

He was sweating, struggling to think and if he wasn’t so good at controlling his breathing, he would’ve came already.

His lips quivered but his watery gaze would not look away as you slid your fingers up his cock, following the velvety skin and slight curve of it, and only dancing the tips over the head of his cock before falling down over a vein which had his muscles locking painfully to stay still.

His face was even redder holding the noises in.

“Do you like when I touch you Giyuu?” You whispered to him like lovers might exchange secrets.

He shook, stoic facade gone and replaced by a young man terribly desperate for more and entirely unsure how to get it.

“Hn, y-yes, but—,” he couldn’t speak and not let out the moans and loud puffs of air escaping his lungs. He truly couldn’t look away at you smeared his precum over his cock and used it as lubricant to better stroke him.

“But…?” You drawled, head tilted cutely and he was mildly baffled by how calm and steady you looked now. Like the roles were entirely reversed, and it set his heart pounding aggressively within the confines of his chest. He felt nervous but excited, because despite all else, your eyes were on him. Your hands were on him. You were quite literally on top of him. He couldn’t want for much else.

Your hand stopped moving, and he could care less of shame or embarrassment as he whined pathetically. He was nearly tearing holes into the mattress.

“Please,” he choked, nearly dying in relief when your hand once again moved only to stop again. His heels dug into the bed.

“Please what Giyuu? You need to use your words right now.” He felt this might’ve been revenge, for all the times he’d been unable to answer you in the past, but now if he didn’t answer then there were consequences. Like your hands not being on him.

Words seemed a lot easier when given an ultimatum.

“Please don’t stop touching my cock and please don’t stop touching me,” it was said in pure desperation and with such conviction it startled you. Your pretty eyes widening, and Giyuu felt flooded with emotion as you became even more vibrant above him. Your smile so lovely it would’ve dropped him to his knees if he were standing.

The smile he was always so desperate to protect and keep entirely to himself. He’d given up long ago on the notion of letting you go. He couldn’t. Not then and especially not now as you tightened your grip and began stoking him again.

He truly lost it when you lewdly spit down onto him, slicking his cock up further until an audible squelch filled the small medical room as you pumped him closer to his finish.

“Such a pretty cock, it really matches you Giyuu. Look, your face is as red as the tip,” he couldn’t stop himself.

“Please let me cum, I need—fuck, ah, please,” his scrunched up features lovely, and you couldn’t help tightening your grip as you grinned.

“Okay Giyuu, go ahead, make a mess.”

Your permission and actions had his hot cum flooding from the tip and coating your hand and himself. The raw pleasure leaving him shaking and lost as he moaned and panted, eyes widening almost panicked because your hand was still moving.

“—!, wait, please—,” he almost broke and touched you, to grip your wrist and remove it from him as the pleasure became borderline painful.

“No, you can come again.” The firm way you spoke made him squirm, gritting his teeth as his face twisted and he really did come again because it was too much. His hiss of pleasure and pain delirious as his eyes shut to block any further stimuli. He came less, but still his seed seeped out and over, you released his cock and watched a pearly bead slide slowly down his shaft as it lay against his abdomen now. Smearing his own release on his stomach.

His eyes were teary, tired, and so precious.

“You did so good,” your praise and sugary tone filled him with warmth.

His answer filled you similarly, “Thank you.” His voice a little hoarse. His gratitude open and honest as you leaned over him to kiss him again. Softer and sweeter than your earlier teasing and overstimulation.

You could feel him hardening again beneath you, twitching as you swirled your tongue languidly with his own, pulling back occasionally and adoring how quickly he followed.

It made your subconscious relax, to have this man submitting for you.

You didn’t touch him, instead carefully leaning on one arm and using the free one to untie your robes completely and let them slip off your waist. Leaving you as naked as him.

You didn’t let him look, too lost in exploring his mouth and breathing him in. His minty scent more muted after mixing with his sweat and making him have a deeper woodsy quality to it.

Your hand, still sticky with his cum, moved to lightly trace over your clit. The spark of pleasure sharper as you moaned into the kiss, Giyuu’s own groan following as he realized what you were doing.

He broke the kiss this time, but his face was so desperate and eager as he begged.

“Let me, please, I want to touch you too—,” you cut him off.

“No.” You smirked, loving how enthralled he looked as he watched you touch and tease yourself. You were already so wet, just from making him feel good and fall apart for you. The low wet noises of you running your fingers through your folds and testing a finger inside your hole clearly audible thanks to his good hearing. Watching was different though, as you stuffed yourself with two fingers, despite his own being wider and longer.

It took him a moment to realize which hand you used.

“Fuck,” he nearly snarled, face scrunched in a look of both agony and euphoria.

“Do you like seeing me use your cum to finger myself?” Your throat felt tight, the lewd act turning you on further as he seemed to struggle.

“You’re so beautiful, fuck, I need to touch you please,” he didn’t say aloud that he also wanted to cum inside you too. A small part of him nervous it’d drive you into denying him to further to make him beg more. “I want to feel you now, so use me…please,” your steady movements inside your pussy stopping as you considered his offer. An idea formed.

“Give me your hand,” you ordered, and his right was in your awaiting palm in an instant. You gripped his wrist, drawing his hand to your wet heat and smiling even as you moaned and shivered, his gaze too focused on your directions.

You let him slip in one finger, and then another, sighing into the stretch and rocking your hips forward.

“Can you stay still?” You asked.

He nodded, though most of his focus was elsewhere as he relished the feeling of your tight hot walls pulsing around his fingers and squeezing.

You less bounced and more rolled, letting his long fingers touch and reach where you previously could not, as your free hand moved to your clit. You moaned freely, not mindful in the least because your room was so far removed from the the rest of the mansion it hardly mattered. It felt so good, and when his fingers shifted just a little to curl more comfortably, they hit the perfect spot that had your toes curling on your uninjured foot. “Oh, Giyuu, don’t move,” you felt close, your own fingers playing with your clit and hastening your release.

You came hard, your head thrown back as your hips shook.

Giyuu’s hand was soaked in your release, fingers still obediently inside you and still as you came down from your high.

The pleasure slightly washed by pain, your ankle throbbing but you couldn’t bring yourself to stop. Not when everything felt right like this. Giyuu was similarly mesmerized, your figure above him riding through your orgasm and the way your cunt clamped and spasmed around his fingers making him even hotter. He wanted to feel that around his cock too.

“My love,” his saccharine words caught your focus, heavy eyes tiredly but kindly regarding him. That was everything to him, the festering wound in his heart from all your previous rejections seeming to heal with just that look. “May I…? Please, I want to be inside—ah,” you either took mercy or lost patience, not entirely sure. You wrapped a hand around his cock and easily lined yourself up, his blue eyes widening as you let yourself sink down.

Giyuu doesn’t have a cock which instills fear or disappointment. Though much thicker than than he is impressively long, he still stretched you almost painfully as you took him inside of you. You panted, taking each inch slowly as your sweat slid down the curve of your spine and cooled. Despite the pinch and mild initial discomfort, the image of Giyuu beneath you looking ruined made it all worth it. He seemed to be both suffering and ascending, muscles taunt and he finally did tear the sheet.

“Fuck so tight, ngh,” he nearly bit his tongue when his tip touched the farthest point inside of you, kissing your cervix gently. His voice pitched higher than normal, almost boyish in quality as he fought to keep his eyes open and on you. He didn’t want to look away, to miss the way your own face scrunched and struggled for a moment. Then you settled and stilled, gooey walls encasing his cock like a hot vice and driving him wild.

“Please please, I need—,” he would’ve given you his damn life if you asked for it at this point. When a few warm tears finally escaped their pools, you chuckled and reached out to wipe them away.

“Okay, you can—mm, you can touch me now.” It was nearly amusing how relieved he appeared. His normally impassive expression so far removed from this man now. He was extremely expressive it seemed, when he was being overwhelmed with pleasure.

His hands were tentative as they ghosted over your outer thighs, the clammy feel of his palms adorable when he finally used pressure to hold on to your hips.

He didn’t do anything further than let his hands slide over your skin, over your stomach and up to your breasts where he mimicked how you touched yourself earlier. It had you bearing down and making him moan and twitch beneath you. It felt better, the sensation of being so full no longer as alien as you tested with a roll of your hips.

It earned you both a shock of pleasure, your moan deeper than his own.

You did it again, before finally using what little strength you hand in your legs to lift and sink down onto him.

“You’re so deep Giyuu,” you still had energy to look victorious though. Pride sparkling on your face as you grinned, looking too cheeky and lovely for your own good.

You set a very slow rhythm, not out of choice but more because it was all you could offer. Giyuu didn’t seem to mind, his flushed cheeks and reddened eyes looking directly up at you as you moved. The sticky and warm wet mess coating you both from your releases making the glide smooth and painless.

It dried a bit on your inner thighs and cooled on his heavy balls as you moaned and used his chest as leverage to lean your weight onto him. Your shaky movements slowing further as you lost your breath. It felt amazing now, but frustration mounted the harder it seemed to become to chase your release. Your body too exhausted and weakened to contribute as you liked.

You shouldn’t have been as shocked as you were when he spoke. “Can I move too please my love?” He wasn’t looking for control, but to ease the furrow in your brow as you trembled from muscle failure. You nodded in relief, moaning happily as his hips shifted to hit even deeper and began to buck beneath you. He didn’t ground you further to him though, despite being tempted to do so. His hands on your hips shifted to lightly rest on your ass and no more. He still kept the languid pace you’d originally set, and you cried out as the tension inside of you grew higher. You did your best to move with him, expressing how pleased you were with small kisses across his chest and neck, moving to finally take his lips as one hand tangled in his hair again.

The light wet noises of your bodies moving echoed, the sloppy kiss you shared matching in intensity as you breathed and relished in his choked whines and gasps.

“You feel so good…” he murmured against your lips, cock twitching and aching to spill inside you, barely holding off release to feel you tighten and come apart too. “Please, I’m close, may I…?” His voice husky.

“Giyuu too, your cock is so warm and thick. Do you want to cum inside me?” He moaned, burying his face in your neck as you giggled and gasped when his tip hit a new spot inside you. “Oh yes, right there—,” you ground down to force him harder into the spongey area, his breathing getting deeper and more strained as he worked to move his cock in that spot exactly how you wanted it. “Fuck, love, I can’t— please let me cum,” he was close to crying again, really and truly ready to sob because it hurt to hold off.

“Harder, so good for me Giyuu, not yet—I’m close,” your praise made his head dizzy, but when you said you were close and finally did come, he nearly passed out because he forgot to breathe. Hot tears spilling again as he bit his lip hard enough to draw blood.

“Yes,” you moaned long and loud, “—go ahead and cum, that’s it, fill me up baby,” you weren’t sure where this side of you came from. Whether it was innate or because he seemed to crave it, it hardly mattered. You encouraged him as you came apart, feeling his cock twitch and pulse as he whined and let go at last.

White hot pleasure flooded you both, but you more literally as he came inside and his hips stuttered up into you even deeper. His pubic bone and hair digging into the sensitive skin of your clit and driving your pleasure higher.

You collapsed against him, limp on his chest as he caught his breath and came back to earth.

Giyuu noted you were completely asleep. Breathing even and your features relaxed.

He allowed himself to hold you close for a few minutes, basking in the heaven of having you willingly in his arms.

His hand coming up to trace your jaw and cheek, then your nose and lips. His smile so real and genuine as he looked at you.

You were cleaned up thoroughly, a warm clean cloth used to get you both semi-decent as he redressed you carefully. You didn’t even stir.

He felt mildly guilty he kept you awake like this, but too happy with what occurred to feel much else. Once he’d cleaned up, ignoring the holes he created in the fabric of the bed, he placed you once more on his chest to sleep, his hand moving over your head to pet your hair down as listen and feel your heart beat against his own.

He’d done something terrible to you again, but really, he couldn’t muster up the same feelings of guilt he once felt in the past.

Your ankle would heal, and the priest was a necessary evil. You were safe in his arms now, weren’t you?

#Demon Slayer #Giyuu Tomioka smut #KNY Giyuu smut #18+#Yandere Giyuu Tomioka #Sub! Giyuu Tomioka #Fem! Reader x Giyuu Tomioka #yandere Giyuu x reader #x reader #kimestu no yaiba #kny Giyuu Tomioka #kny yandere #water hashira #part 2 #I finally spelled his name right

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muikyow · 11 months

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Hi I was wondering if you could make a demon slayer Hashira how they would react to reader with raven (Rachel Roth) powers?

Hashiras react to a reader with Raven Powers

A/N: I just opened my profile now, I just saw this, sorry it took me so long to do this

Warnings: English Errors, Sanemi, Gyomei, Uzui (I don't write for them), Rengoku (I'm out of ideas)are not included, Gn Reader??

Shinobu Kocho

You can't hide it her, she will literally look you in the eye deep in your soul because she knows you're hiding something.

She will always look at you like that, making you uncomfortable until you tell her, She won't be surprised when you tell about your powers, she'll just look at you with a "it's okay" look.

Eventually, he'll ask for a sample of your cells to find out what's "special" about you.

Mitsuri Kanroji

She will show admiration by saying that was born with an incredible gift.

She already admired you before, now she admires you more, eventually if someone talks badly about you calling you a "monster" she will scold you, she doesn't want you to go through the same thing she went through

If you do missions together, in the middle of fights she will end up getting distracted by seeing your magic

Giyuu Tomioka

"Ok" that's his reaction, he was surprised but doesn't seem to show it he said "You were born with something special, if you were born with a gift you need to strengthen it, right?"

It doesn't matter, it didn't affect your relationship.

Muichiro Tokito

He isn't surprised when he finds out you couldn't even wield a nichirim blade.

Eventually, if he ends up seeing objects floating by dark magic, he'll think he's a demon.

When he realizes it's you, he scolds you saying you shouldn't use your powers for your own good.

Obanai Iguro

Asks a bunch of useless questions about your powers.

Him seems interested, if you tease him about it he will retaliate with sarcasm.

Eventually he just watches you and fixes it in his mind away from you.

#demon slayer x reader #headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba #gn reader #female reader #fem reader #male reader #muichiro x reader #shinobu x reader #mitsuri x reader #obanai iguro #giyuu tomioka #hashiras #headcannons

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smut-slut69 · 9 months

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I'm delulu, but like for Tomioka this time

“Tomioka please let me cum” You whined, leg shaking on the floor.

Your boyfriend smiled, lazily stroking his cock to the image of you in front of him. Tomioka always thought you were the most gorgeous girl in the world. But there was never a time you looked prettier than when you were beneath him like this. Legs twitching with the biggest dildo you had trapped inside of you, pussy leaking all over the floor as a vibrator stimulated your pretty little clit, and arms bound behind your back with a silky blue ribbon.

“Is that my name baby girl?” He asked, laughing at the pathetic whimper you let out when he turned down the vibrator to a lower setting.

“Oh fuck Daddy, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, please, please let me cum” you begged.

“Hmm” Tomioka pondered, “Do you really deserve to cum baby girl,” he said, turning the vibrator up higher making you squirt, tears running down your face when he turned it down again.

Tears kept running down your face as you ground harder against the dildo inside of you. “I do Daddy, I’ve been so good, so fucking good, please Daddy, please I’ve been good. It's been hours baby, please let me cum” You cried.

You were right, he had been keeping you on edge for a couple of hours now. Toying with you until you were desperate. He should really give in so you could rest your definite sore muscles, but where was the fun in that?

“I don’t know baby, a good girl wouldn’t have squirted all over my carpet, a good girl would have kept her juices good and safe in that little cunt for me” He explained, “Look at the mess you made baby, I don't think you deserve to cum” he said.

“Please” You begged, looking up at him with your big eyes. “Daddy please, I want it so bad”.

“You wanna squirt over my rug more? Wanna cum all over that big dick in you?”Tomioka questioned.

“So bad Daddy, please, I’ll be so good for you- Fuck!”You screamed as Tomioka turned the vibrator up to its highest setting. You came almost instantly, legs giving out, pushing your dido even farther in you. You swore a second wave hit you as the dildo hit that sensitive part inside of you.

Tomioka’s cock twitched, ropes of cum spurting out, you were a sight to behold. Pussy squirting uncontrollably all over his floor, body convulsing as you went bone still on the floor.

“There you go baby, let it out”

I love being delusional!

#giyuu tomioka x reader smut #giyuu tomioka #tomioka giyū #demon slayer tomioka #hashira #giyuu x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #x black reader #x black fem reader #tomioka x y/n #tomioka x you #tomioka x black reader

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bwabys-scenarios · 10 months

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Can you do a Giyuu Tomioka x Female reader pls? ~S M U T~

Let me help you

Giyuu Tomioka x Fem!Reader

warning: breeding, oral(fem!receiving), also this is really old and rushed, literally just banishing this from my drafts

For the past 4 months Tomioka Giyuu had been a different man.

The hashira began to notice his better mood, and him wanting to leave meetings as soon as possible. When they’d see him in town, he’d be buying flowers, chocolates, or enough food for him and… someone else.

The first to point out the obvious was Gyomei.

“He’s seeing someone.”

He’d said simply once the topic had been brought up among the other hashira.

“I know you’re usually right about these types of things, but Giyuu of all people isn’t seeing someone.”

Shinobu chimed in, crossing her arms with a smug smile on her face. Tengen was quick to agree, leaning against a doorway with a huff.

“I don’t even think he’s capable of hiding something like that from us. None of us has caught a glimpse of those so-called lover.”

Muichiro watched the adults, not really paying much attention. Rengoku cleared his throat.

“Well I think it’s none of our business, and it’s not good to gossip about a fellow hashira.”

Mitsuri puts a hand on his shoulder.

“Mr. Rengoku, you were the one to call us all here to gossip.”

He sighed.

“Yes and I feel terrible, but I am so curious!”

While the hashira argued, Giyuu was on his way back to current in he was staying. In his hand he held a bouquet of flowers, takeout for two, and… someone else’s hand??

“Giyuu, when are you going to tell your friends about me? It’d be easier than us sneaking around like this.”

(Name) looked up at him through her (dark/light) eyelashes. He turned, his cheeks going pink already.

“They’d ask too many questions. Don’t wanna be teased either.”

Giyuu pulled her into their shared room, where he sat down their items.

“Aww, but you like it when I tease you, right Tomi?”

(Name) hugged him from behind, snuggling into the fabric of his hayori.

“Gonna go to the hot spring.”

He rushed out of the room, only stopping to grab his robe and towel. (Name) giggled and followed behind him, making sure to grab their respective soap and hair wash.

——————

Giyuu relaxed into the water, closing his eyes and breathing in slowly. Before he could drift off, he felt someone sink into the water next to him.

“(Name), this is the men’s hot spring, you shouldn’t be here.”

He hadn’t even opened his eyes but knew exactly who was creeping up behind him.

(Name) laughed and wrapped her arms around him, pressing her chest against his back. He tended, cracking his eyes open to send her a curious look.

“Aww, but baby no one’s here. It’ll be closing soon, so why don’t we…”

Her hands traveled down his stomach and her lips kissed his neck.

“(Name).”

He grabbed her wandering hands, putting them back on his chest.

“Someone could see us. If someone even heard us…”

She shushed him with a kiss.

“Baby you’re already hard, why won’t you let me take care of you?”

She wasn’t wrong, just with the feeling of her boobs against his back had gotten him rock hard. He sighed and slowly released her hands, allowing them to travel down his stomach and to his cock.

He lets out a breathy sigh when she begins to slowly stroke his length. Her lips pepper his neck and jawline.

“You’ve been so stressed lately, sweetheart. I’ve barely seen you these last 4 months.”

She ran her thumb over his tip as she talked, taking pride in the way his breathing hitched when she did.

“When you agreed to marry me you knew there’d be times like this, my love. I would rather be with you than slaying demons, you know that.”

She huffed, pulling her hands away and wrapping them around herself.

“Yes, I know that. It’s just…”

Giyuu turned to look at his wife, who had a few stray tears running down her cheeks.

“I just miss you sometimes, that’s all.”

He wiped her tears away and hoisted her up onto the edge of the hot spring.

“Why don’t you let me help you now? I haven’t been taking good enough care of my precious wife.”

He pushes her legs apart and leans forward, placing a kiss on her wet cunt. (Name) let out a content sigh and played with Giyuu’s hair as he dove in,

“Pretty girl. So sweet, all for me.”

He loved watching her come undone on his tongue, her hands pulling at his hair harder than she wanted.

“Giyuu~” she mewled, biting her lip as he shoved too fingers into her cunt. He smiled against her pussy when she arched her hips into his face.

“Feel good, love?”

She could only nod. Usually, Giyuu would pull away and tell her to use her words, but he just wanted to please his neglected wife.

He felt her tighten around his fingers as she came, licking up all her juices before coming up and positioning his hips against hers.

Giyuu pushed in, only stopping to let her get used to him being inside her before pulling out and slamming back in. Her hands clawed at his back, her moans loud.

“Giyuu!! Please!”

“Please what sweetheart?”

He kept a steady pace, kissing her neck.

“F… faster…”

Giyuu couldn’t say no to his cute wife. His pace quickened, moving his hips to hit that special spot, cupping her cheek.

“You’re so pretty, my love. So pretty when you’re underneath me.”

She couldn’t answer, leaning into his touch as he pounded away, pulling her lips to his in a sloppy kiss.

“Cum inside… please.”

He stopped for just a second, his face turning red. She’d never asked for that before.

“You sure?”

“Y… yes! I want it inside! Please!”

He obliged, letting her wrap her legs around his waist as they came together.

The two started to come down from their high. Giyuu helping her down and carrying her into the dressing room. He helped her slip on her robe, wiping his dripping cum from her legs so they could walk back to their room together.

The hashira were even more surprised when Giyuu announced that not only was he married, but that his wife was pregnant a few months later.

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niilue · 2 years

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Drabble of fem reader with giyuu (kny) prompt 11 with dry humping, degradation, and edging

‧₊˚⊹ sub tomioka giyuu x fem!dom reader

prompt: "you’d better be quiet if you don’t want to get caught."

cw: drabble, dom reader, fem reader, dry humping, degradation, edging, giyuu humps in your thigh, this is short :( words: 303 1k event

giyuu was so loud when it came to you. he whined and whimpered so loudly. the black-haired guy became such a mess when it came to you. he couldn't help it.

"you'd better be quiet if you don't want to get caught. giyuu."

tomioka whimpered louder, speeding up the movements he was making on your thigh. his cock was fully erect and his underwear was already all wet.

"no...i can't help it, (name)"

you kissed him trying to quiet his noises but it didn't do much good either.

giyuu kept rubbing himself on you, wanting to let out all his sexual frustration.

"you're a pervert, honey, who knew. you're still needy like all good submissive."

tomioka whined again and again, rubbing next to you wasn't enough.

"do you want me to touch your little friend, baby?"

the black hair nodded, opening his mouth and whimpering yes.

you traced your finger along his wet tip, squeezed his still cloth-covered member.

you began to pull him, jerking him off quickly, watching him as each caress drove him crazy. his mouth opened, letting out air and his lips quivering.

"tell me giyuu, what would you do so that you could cum next to me."

"aaahg, everything, (name), everything..." giyu nodded watching his erect penis whimper and sway over you with every movement he made.

you laughed at the sounds his cock made on you, slapping and letting a little pre-cum come out of it.

the boy's movements on you were frenetic and messy. his hips swayed over you, he did little jumps, all in order to have a better proximity and thrusting over you.

"how desperate you are, all because you want to cum, aaw. pretty slut"

"more, more, i-i need it."

"shut up tomioka. i'm going to keep playing with you until i'm satisfied."

#niilue's 1k event #dom reader #giyuu #sub kny #sub giyuu #demon slayer tomioka #tomioka giyuu #fem!dom reader #kny x smut #demon slayer x smut #dom!reader #fem reader #kny x reader #fem dom reader

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an-idyllic-novelist · 8 months

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Leonidas and Buddha with fem!Giyuu!reader headcanons

Warning(s): RoR manga spoilers up to ch. 78, violence, KNY manga and anime spoilers, strong language from Leonidas and Sanemi, ooc.

Collab work with @deathmetalunicorn1, based on her own headcanons with fem!giyuu!reader and Leonidas. Images of Leonidas and Buddha were provided by @enryegotrip.

So with that being said guys, sit back, relax, and let’s dive into these headcanons! :)

Being a Demon Slayer did not mean to wait on a crow with orders and directions to find the flesh-eating monsters. There was also intel gathering, working closely with the kakushi so that they were not overwhelmed with the number of injured and deceased Slayers, and being pestered by your peers to take an apprentice because you are the only Hashira who doesn’t have one. That isn’t necessarily true, though. You had every intention of taking Tanjiro Kamado as a tsuguko once he was proven to be trustworthy by other Hashra and Lord Ubuyashiki.

He, at the very least, had what it takes to become the Water Hashira. He deserved to be the Water Hashira, more so than a failure like yourself. It makes sense to take Tanjiro and his sister in your care, housing them at the Waster Hashira residence with a room and food. So why was Kocho making a fuss about it? She stayed quiet about it before, and you assumed it was because she despised people who defended demons or disapproved of your decision to make Tanjiro your apprentice. But that shouldn’t be your concern, or Rengoku’s.

Lord Ubuyashiki has allowed these children a chance to prove themselves, and you will not grant the other Hashira an opportunity to hurt them. You’ve lost count how many times a colleague has shown up at your door, and how simply slammed the door in their face.

You weren’t in the mood to hear their excuses then, and still aren’t.

Tanjiro was quick to warm up to you, profusely thanking you for all you’ve done even when you really didn’t do anything. If he and Nezuko were home from a mission, they’d welcome you back with light hugs and a warm meal. You made sure to make extra portions when you were alone, in case they didn’t come back until late at night, or tried to, depending on the crow’s swiftness with a message from the Kamado siblings. Against your better judgment, they became precious to you. You would show no mercy to anyone who would harm them, demon or Demon Slayers.

But that was enough reminiscing. You, Tanjiro, and Nexuko were being sent to investigate a few territories where demons are reported to have been spotted and causing chaos. No one has been killed, though several civilians were injured, two are currently in critical condition at the Butterfly Mansion.

You almost felt sorry for Kocho. Almost.

Leonidas had not been happy lately. Greeks in his domain were being picked off left and right and no one could tell what was going on, except movement from their corner of their eye and that is all the information his men had been able to collect. Damn it all, what else could he do? What would Gorgo do? His heart twisted painfully at the thought of his wife. Because she had not been a warrior, she was not welcomed into Valhalla by side, instead residing in Elysium with other souls. It’d been so long since their separation and he never took another woman to his bed, putting that energy into training his men to be prepared for anything…until now.

When another night-time report came in of yet another incident, Leonidas and his men immediately left camp to investigate. What he and his soldiers hadn’t expected, though, was to stumble upon three scrawny men gorging themselves on lifeless civilians, their hands and everywhere from the waist down covered in blood.

Leonidas led the charge, swinging his shield and sword but the maggots barely flinched when they touched them. No….when the criminals turned to them with annoyed frowns, the Spartans saw rows of glistening white fangs and slitted amber irises.

These weren’t men. They were monsters who were evenly matched with his men, both in agility and physical strength. All seemed lost until a woman, a boy, and a girl jumped into the fray.

The smaller ones went against two of them while their de facto leader swiftly decapitated the other monster once she had gotten close enough to strike. She was calm, too calm for someone who faced a monster and cleavage spilling out of her…uniform. Or she didn’t give a shit about modesty in a life-or-death situation as she darted towards the others, providing the boy with enough cover to swing his sword across the monster’s neck while the girl held its accomplice by the throat and burned him.

Yes, she fucking set the bastard on fire.

When the monsters disintegrated into ashes, Leonidas all but demanded who the hell they were and what are those things they just killed. The younger ones were startled by his command, but the woman simply blinked owlishly at him, as if she had been asked this question a dozen times.

“That was…a demon.”

“A demon?” Leonidas snarled.

“Yes, that was a demon. It feasts on human flesh and cannot be killed unless it is exposed to sunlight.” She said, sheathing the iridescent blue blade in her hand back into the scabbard hanging from her hip. “We are able to kill them because it is our duty as Demon Slayers.”

….If shit-head gods existed, then he supposed it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch for the idea that demons did exist. But Leonidas did not survive wars on sheer strength or the number of armies under his commands or ‘blessings’ from the gods alone. He was a strategist.

And he did not stop pestering the woman, who only introduced herself as the Water Hashira, until he’d squeezed every bit of information she knew about demons and the sword used to kill them.

But she did not give in to his demands, and would not compromise the organization by telling him about their supplier. There was too much at stake....unless he was willingly to speak to her commander. She cannot guarantee if he will answer him or not, though…it seems he has many people to protect as well.

Leonidas didn’t like it, but if this woman is willingly to arrange a meeting with a complete stranger like himself, he could not allow this opportunity to slip past him. He agreed to the conditions, and watched her and the other Demon Slayers leave, fussing over each like a group of misfit siblings rather than comrades on the battlefield.

The Water Hashira came to personally escort him to Lord Ubuyashiki’s estate a week later. Kneeling outside on the grass near the veranda were the other high-ranking Demon Slayers, the Hashiras. When they stood in front of them, she too kneeled, her head down. Glancing over his shoulder, Leonidas could see the pissed off expressions on everyone’s faces. Suppose in their eyes, the Water Hashira had brought in an outsider to their organization and became the mediator of a meeting that should never have happened.

If Lord Ubuyashiki hadn’t agreed to this, the Water Hashira’s actions might have been considered treason, and she’d be stripped of her rank plus any land she owned. But she was calm, not flinching or back talking to the other soldiers until one of them, a white-haired little prick with scars on his face made a snide comment about ‘being brainwashed by a brat and his demon sister’.

“...Choose your next words carefully, Sanemi, or there won’t be another Wind Hashira among the ranks.”

“Is that a fucking threat, Tomioka?!”

“It will be if you or the others make another attempt to hurt Tanjiro and Nezuko Kamado in my absence.” She said icily. “They are under my care and no harm will befall on them unless Nezuko succumbs to bloodlust. How can we call ourselves the pillars of this organization if we cannot trust them?”

“And how hasn’t your ass been killed yet with that thick head of yours?!” Sanemi barked. “God, you’re always like this, just doing whatever you want -”

“Oi, shithead.” The Spartan turned towards the Wind Hashira. “This woman is the reason my men are still alive. You’ll soon be in the presence of your commanding officer, so heel.”

“THE FUCK YOU JUST SAID, GEEZER?!”

“I said heel, you fucking mongrel.” Lenoidas’ eyes flashed dangerously, his temper about to boil over. “If that’s too hard to understand, shut up. And no talkin’ to a woman like that, got it? Gods, kids these days.”

“You son of -!”

“Sanemi, that is enough.” Tomioka said. “Be silent.”

“[First Name] -”

“Quiet, Kocho. Whatever grievances you have, I will gladly listen to them another time.” As soon as the Water Hashira hissed out those words, Lord Ubuyashiki appeared alongside his children and wife. When the Hashiras tried to voice their complaints in his presence, the scarred man all but silenced them with a finger pressed against his mouth. He then turned to him, apologizing for his children’s behavior and asked him to come inside to talk.

The hours went by quickly, and Leonidas got the answers he wanted. Tomioka, the Water Hashira, whatever her name really was, had been assigned to escort him back to his domain.

“Thank you…for defending me.” She murmured, her eyes looking straight head and face flushed a light shade of pink. “No one…has ever done that for me since I became a Hashira. They…do not like me. And I am…not like them.”

Lenoidas raised an eyebrow. “Anyone in their right mind would defend a hell of a woman like yourself. Honorable, strong, and it’s pretty damned obvious that you love those kids in your unit as if they were your own children. In Sparta, there would be men lined up outside your home asking for a chance to court you with the intention of marriage. Hell, even I would have a hard time fending them all off.”

When he saw the surprised look on her face, Leonidas gritted his teeth. It was obvious to him that her comrades did not think highly of her, and with her current mindset it had no positive impact on her self-esteem.

Looks like they were just fellow Hashira, and nothing more. Assholes. He thought before he sighed, patting her affectionately on the head. “Wanna get a drink with me before we start heading back?” He asked, jabbing a thumb over his shoulder.

[First Name] agreed, and she followed him to a local pub. The Water Hashira hadn’t realized what he did was a pick-up line until he was on his fifth drink, and she was on her third. He didn’t expect her tolerance to be this high for a strong liquor.

“You know this is a date right?”

Her comical reaction to his words made him roar with laughter; [Eye Color] orbs wide, face bright red, and her mouth formed into the shape of an ‘x’ with her drink still in her hand. He grinned at her from the rim of his glass.

Shit, she’s adorable!

Bonus Content:

The Spartans came to enjoy Tanjiro and Nezuko’s company over time, as well as their help in training them. While Tanjiro worked with the men to increase his physical strength and practice his swordsmanship, Nezuko would shrink down to her smallest size and play a nightly game of ‘tag’ with them to help the soldiers’ agility. Piggyback rides were her reward if she won.

Buddha is someone who would rather take care of the demons who were bold enough to try and lay a hand on the humans who followed him. He is the enlightened one, and someone you really shouldn’t mess with.

So imagine his surprise when the little bastards were actually able to keep up with his and his attacks, and without breaking a sweat. He had been minding his own business on a dreary summer morning, relaxing under a bodhi tree when one of the worshippers darted towards him, pleading for help and covered in blood that wasn’t his own. Naturally, he stood up and reassured the sobbing mortal that everything would be fine.

Now, he was using the Six Realms staff and his eyes to parry and attack his opponents, yet these guys still kept getting up from the ground, snarling and glaring at him with bloodthirsty eyes. Huh…how long has it been since he had an opponent, no, opponents like this? Kintoki is probably the only other god he’d be more than happy to trade friendly blows, well, actually, the only one because he hated the other gods.

He was about to activate the Animal Realm: Club of Nirvana and stroke the demon in front of him when all of a sudden, a tiny girl dressed in a pink kimono with a bamboo stalk in her mouth struck the demon down with a single kick, decapitating him swiftly.

The demon’s body collapsed onto the earth, twitching rapidly before clumps of flesh began to sprout from the neck, an enraged face beginning to morph until she stomped on it, her leg glowing a bright vermillion as the regenerating demon howled, flopping and twisting in a vain attempt to get free. In seconds, all that remained was a heap of dark ashes. The girl then looked up at him. Blinking her large pink eyes as if she didn’t do anything special.

Buddha was about to ask the kid who she was when an ear-splitting shriek stopped him. The future flashed in front of him in an instant, and he acted quickly, switching from the Animal Realm to Asura Realm: Shield of Ahimsa to defect crescent-shaped sickles aimed at them. Naturally, the shield didn’t get a scratch and he and the little lady were all right.

“Get down!”

The enlightened one did not need to be told twice, ducking his head as a wild-haired boy in a green checkered haori exhale wisps of bright red-orangish flames before he swung his sword, slicing the demon’s neck and effectively removing its head from the main body. As the demon disintegrated into the same ashy remains as the other one, the boy turned around and looked at him worriedly.

“Are you alright? You’re not hurt, are you?”

Buddha just blinked. “No?” He said. The enlightened one watched the kid’s shoulders sag in relief before he smiled at him, the little lady running towards the boy and hugged him tightly. Ah….brother and sister maybe?

“Nezuko, did you get the demon that was trying to run away?”

Buddha looked over his shoulder, seeing a young woman decked out in a black uniform with gold buttons and a mismatched haori approached them, calm and expressionless. The little one - Nezuko, Buddha presumed, nodded happily with tiny flowers floating over her head. The boy beamed.

“She did, and she’s gotten much better at controlling her Blood Demon Art, Tomioka-san!”

The young woman nodded. “Indeed. Tanjiro, when we return home, we’re going to work more on your Breathing techniques and footwork. You’re still moving based on instinct and waiting until your opponent strikes to make a move. I will not always be here to protect you.” She then looked at him, [Eye Color] irises calm as a lake with the slightest hint of curiosity. “Oh. You’re a god?”

Buddha met her gaze, his teeth clamping down on the lollipop in his mouth that he had forgotten was there the whole time until now. “So what if I am? Got a problem, little lady?”

Tomioka furrowed her brow, head tilting to the side and arms crossed. “Why would I be troubled by someone I just met? As far as I am concerned…you’re not an enemy.” Her voice was cold and detached as she spoke, her stoic expression unchanging even the boy, Tanjiro, glared at him with puffed up cheeks that reminded the enlightened one of a chipmunk. The little one, Nezuko, actually jumped up and grabbed one of his arms, swinging from it with a closed-eyed smile.

What could he say? The kids loved him, and his candy.

He pulled out a cola-flavored lollipop from his robes, handing it to her. Buddha watched Nezuko’s eyes brighten in joy and wonder as she extended an arm toward him, carefully cradling the lollipop in her open palm as if it were a lotus flower. She then hopped down, landing on her feet before running to Tanjiro, making happy, approved noises that were muffled by the bamboo piece in her mouth. Tanjiro chuckled, patting her head as he could see now that this god wasn’t a big bully.

For a split second, the enlightened one saw the barest hint of a smile on the woman’s face before it was wiped away by horror…because the gray clouds in the sky were going away?

Tomioka quickly removed her haori, shielding Nezuko from the sunlight piercing through the clouds and Tanjiro removed a large wooden box from his shoulders, urging Nezuko to get inside as soon as the door opened. Buddha watched in fascination as Nezuko shrunk to the size of a toddler and blitzed inside. Tanjiro locked it up before he shared a relieved look with his teacher.

Buddha felt his lollipop between his lips nearly fall as he saw the flash of Tomioka’s thigh in her uniform, similar to what Tanjiro was wearing, but more form-fitting, showing off the very alluring body that she had been hiding under her haori. He did nothing to correct his gaze as he stared shamelessly at her.

Tanjiro sighed. “Thank you, Tomioka-san. Nezuko and I are both grateful that you’re looking out for us.”

She took her haori back, a small smile stretching across her lips before she stretched a hand and gently rubbed the top of his head just as he had done with his little sister earlier. She then turned her gaze to Buddha, causing the enlightened one to flinch slightly, though not before his own eyes lingered on her chest, her folded arms pushing them up just enough to tease him.

She did not even seem to realize just how sexy she was when she spoke to him. “May I ask you some questions about the demon?”

He grinned, flashing a toothy grin at her. “Anything for the pretty lady~!”

She nodded, not reacting to the slightest at his subtle flirting. “Thank you for your cooperation with us.”

Buddha’s eyelid twitched before he glanced over at Tanjiro, who just shook his head with an exasperated smile. That was when the enlightened one realized, that the Water Hashira he’d come to know as [First Name] Tomioka, was dense as a brick wall.

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BACK TO YOU PART 12

After N years, this chapter is up hahaha!

Been busy with my life lately huhu but here it is~

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𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚇𝙸𝙸

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐗 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔)

<𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

Content Warnings: Curse words, Slightly Suggestive, Verbal Abuse, Emotional Trauma, Panic

(Image isn't mine. Credits to the rightful owner)

You found yourself standing beside your boyfriend in front of his place. Once he rings the bell, Genya opens the door. Things will be more official.

It’s not that you don’t want it, but you are quite scared. No one has done this for you before. It’s obvious that Hotaru has hidden you in his world. You never even expected this moment to happen in your life.

But Sanemi came, and he started changing things in a better way. And you’re thankful for him for that.

Sanemi sensed once more your worries and entwined his hand against yours.

“Babe. Everything will be okay. I promise.”

"Babe?"

Genya blinked in confusion as he stared without any clue at the both of you. You bit your lip, feeling anxious as you imagined the worst, which was Sanemi's family not accepting you.

But then Sanemi let go of your hand and patted his little brother's head. "Let's talk inside, shall we?" He said it calmly, which made Genya smile and enter the house.

Sanemi looked back at you and grabbed your hand once again. "Nothing's going to hurt you here, babe. I'm here." He said once again and slowly led you inside their humble abode.

Wondering eyes were fixed on you, and what makes it more nerve-wracking is that a pair of those eyes is from your own student. Perhaps dating his brother secretly made him mad at you? Or...

"I'm happy that you are dating my brother, Y/N-sensei."

Those words kicked you out of your trance and made you look up to meet Genya's wonderful smile. You bit your lip and looked back at Sanemi, who was sending you that same sweet smile as well. "I told you, babe. Everything will be okay," he assured as he rubbed your back in a circling motion, which definitely soothed your trembling nerves.

The day ended with you meeting all of Sanemi's little siblings. They all loved you, especially Genya, who apparently turned out to be your biggest fan in school.

Now, you find yourself walking along the sidewalk, hand in hand, under the dimming sky. You slowly turned to Sanemi and observed him. His eyes were focused, with a small glimmer from the street light. You also watched how his pinkish cheeks moved as he licked his drying lower lip. He looked so beautiful, and if you only could, you would want to immortalise this moment.

You envied the way the last rays of the sun touched his skin and how the wind caressed him, making his silvery white locks dance. The sound of his breath, the rhythm that it makes—Sanemi will never know how much you wanted to be greedy and keep him for yourself. He'll never know how much you care for him, as words and actions won't be enough to say that.

You love this man, and if you could only stop the world for him, you would have done it by now.

But then, perfection seems to never exist in this world.

As you were passing by a convenient store, there, the painfully familiar golden-orange eyes met with your E/C orbs. The sensation you felt was as if it were two boulders striking each other. The pang of pain in your stomach replaced the peace that you were feeling earlier. It suddenly weakened your knees.

You looked towards Sanemi, whose expression changed to hostile. You grasped his hands tighter and spoke up in an uneasy tone. "Let's go somewhere else, babe."

But then, it was too late; Hotaru was already beside you when you tried to pull Sanemi.

With a smirk on Hotaru's lips, he crossed his arms and greeted the both of you. It was as if he didn't care about the awkward situation that he's starting.

"So, it's nice meeting you after a while. How are you and Shinazugawa-sensei? How's school? How's work?"

You were astonished that he knew some background about Sanemi, even if you made sure not to spill anything. Is it Tomioka-san? No, he won't say anything about the two of you.

With anger building up, you rolled your eyes and didn't answer him. Instead, you pulled the seething Sanemi away.

But then, that didn't stop your boyfriend from swatting your hand and walking back to face Hotaru.

Your anxiety grew deeper as you watched him hold Hotaru by the collar and pin him to the wall. "Sanemi!" You tried to stop him, but then Sanemi swatted your hand again and screamed at Hotaru's face.

"Why the fuck are you here?! Why in the fucking world did you decide to come back to Y/N's life? Dammit! Can't you just fucking disappear on your hole?"

Without thinking, Sanemi punched Hotaru by the nose. His action made you too stunned to speak or move. But then, it seems like Hotaru likes what is happening. He tilted his head to the side, chuckled, and finally spoke up.

"Is this how a teacher should act?"

"Don't use my profession against me, you fucker. You're the one who is harassing Y/N! I'm just protecting her."

You watched in fear as Hotaru turned to you with a dark smile on his face. "So, this is the guy that you replaced me with, Y/N? A savage?"

"Sanemi, let's go, please!"

You shouted as you tugged on Sanemi's sleeve. That seemed to bring him back, and there he let go of Hotaru.

Both of you realised that the crowd was starting to form, so you both walked fast away from Hotaru, who was still smirking as he fixed his shirt and watched you saunter.

"What's that, Sanemi?!"

You said, frustrated, as you sat inside his car. Sanemi face-palmed and punched the steering wheel in anger. "What's what? That fucker really gets to my nerves!" He said, grumbling.

You bit your lip and looked away from him. The feeling of fear suddenly surfaced again. "I'm scared when you're mad," you whispered, and that seemed to stun Sanemi.

You felt a touch on your hand and a squeeze on your thigh. "I'm sorry, babe," Sanemi whispered back, pulling you to kiss your forehead. He held you in that position for a moment, until both of you calmed down.

He started the car, and there you drove back to your flat.

Minutes felt like hours, especially with that silence. Sanemi didn't want to add fuel to the fire, so he just shut up. You, on the other hand, didn't have any energy to talk, so you just looked outside and watched the streetlamps.

You reached your flat, and to your surprise, Tomioka-san and Iguro-san were there, standing and waiting for the both of you.

Since when did these two get close?

You went out of the car with Sanemi by your side. You and Sanemi met Iguro's raised eyebrows as he brought out his phone and played something.

"So, this is a thing now, Sanemi?"

He said those words coldly as both of you watched a seemingly brief flash of that traumatic event that happened earlier at the convenience store.

You turned to Sanemi and saw his eyes widen in surprise and fear. "How did you get that?" He asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at you with apologetic eyes.

Tomioka finally spoke up.

"Hotaru sent this to me, and yes, as the devil he is, it's to blackmail you. So now, what we need to do is fix this mess."

"But how can we do that, Tomioka-san?" You spoke, holding Giyu's hand. The man looked at you with sad eyes and sighed.

"I'll talk to Hotaru. I'm—"

"Don't tell me you're going to make a deal with him, Tomioka?" Sanemi said as he looked at Sanemi with worried eyes.

As harsh as he is, Iguro shook his head. "You should have thought about this before you did that to that bastard."

Iguro's words made Sanemi growl at him. But then, before your boyfriend could speak, you had already done so.

"I'll talk to Hotaru. I believe I can convince him."

"NO!"

Sanemi and Tomioka said it in unison, but that didn't change your mind.

"I'm not pulling anyone of you into this mess. I'm going to fix this, and it's final."

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻-𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽!

I love you all guys 🥹 Really appreciate you reading my fanfics and the sweet sweet messages. I am so grateful for this community 💓

Anyways, see you on the next chapter! I will finish BTY within the year or January 💓

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

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🐉I just thought of tomioka giyuu with a female Malleus Draconia.

🌊They both might be forgotten by everyone else but they have each other to love.

🐉Imagen the hashiras fighting and having a hard time and giyuu is extremely hurt and then it starts to storm heavily (if I was correct the weather gets influenced by Malleus emotions ) and a dragon flys up and defeats the demons and transforms back in her human form to help him heal .

🌊The hashiras thinking she is a demon and trying to kill her a giyuu "for dating a demon " until its revealed that she is dragon princess/Queen that is married to tomioka (making him a Prince/King😊and them being shocked that he became royalty . )

🐉And showing that she is one of the 5 most powerful wizards (imagine her curing ubuyashiki from his illness to show she means no harm. ) and then her and giyuu talking happly about something.

I don’t know if you wanted this as an x reader, so I left it as-is and decided to put gender-bent Malleus and kept it in the third person. Could still be interpreted as an x reader, tho.

Might actually turn this in for a Creative Writing assignment when school is back in session.

Giyu Tomioka

They met when they were both in the forest. She was fairly concerned about her new predicament and decided that the best next step was to explore her surroundings. One never learned anything by staying in the same place. She decided that it was a bit too quiet for her liking and started to sing Once Upon A Dream.

As Giyu was hunting for demons, he heard her lovely voice and went to explore. He was behind a tree when he saw her, twirling around and enchanting the birds and other woodland creatures around her. He was so taken aback by her beauty that he couldn’t do anything besides stare.

He eventually found himself getting closer and closer until he was right next to her. She was startled by his sudden appearance. He bowed down to her, and gently offered her his hand. She, after a lot of hesitation, accepted it and the two began a dance in the midst of the forest. These two had just met, and there was an instant connection.

After a while of just talking and walking through the woods, he felt himself just drawn to the woman by his side. The two walked arm in arm as most married couples do. Eventually, they made it out of the forest and headed to the Ubuyashiki Residence.

Once they had arrived, all the Hashira were completely surprised at what they saw. Giyu with a woman, and a gorgeous one at that?? But, to be fair, they all had their weapons drawn because they saw her horns and assumed that she was a demon.

The lady raised her hand gracefully and held it there. There was a green glow coming from it, and suddenly everyone else found themselves unable to move. Her eyes were glowing a bright green as you moved their weapons out of their hands and levitated them towards you. She then pointed them at everyone who just threatened her.

“That is no way to treat the Crowned Princess of the Valley of Thorns,” She said calmly. You saw an older gentleman being led out of the house. She walked over with Giyu and bowed down, properly greeting herself.

“Well, Your Highness, I do apologize for the inconvenience my other children have brought to you.” He said after a brief pause. The lady asked permission to do something out of goodwill and he granted you permission.

Everyone let out an audible gasp as she had placed her hands upon their master’s face, but they noticed as his eyes went from milky to clear in a few seconds. He looked around and then at her in absolute surprise.

“Why, thank you, my dear. It seems as though you have lifted my curse.” Some of the other Hashira started to tear up as they heard those words leave their master’s mouth. Giyu was in the same state as he looked at him and her in gratitude.

“There is one more thing I would like to discuss with you. I would like to speak to you about my possible engagement to Giyu Tomioka,” she had said aloud. What I haven’t told anyone was that while the couple were walking and talking through the forest, they felt the need to get married as soon as possible.

“Well, if the two of you are absolutely certain, then I see no problem with it. You both have my blessing as well as my willingness to host such an event,” He said to her. The lady took another bow and walked back to Gigi’s arm.

After this interaction, the Hashira ran up to the newly affianced couple. They started to ask many questions about the couple, and the two answered as best as they could. The lady, named Malleyna (or Y/N, if you prefer), told them that she was teleported to this world and was trying to find her way back.

She told them that back in her world, she was one of the top 5 most powerful mages and vowed to help them in their conquest against demons as best as she could. In fact, there was a higher chance of her winning than any of the Hashira had.

Once while you were all in battle, she had turned into a dragon and helped out by distracting the demons as the others attacked from behind. She would never get seriously hurt, but Giyu would still rush over to her after and check her for any deep scratches. They would do that thing where they put their foreheads together and hold it there for a few seconds, telepathically assuring each other that they are alright.

The two had decided that they would hold the wedding ceremony in this world and, if the opportunity presents itself, in her world as well. She assigned Shinobu and Mitsuri as her Maid of Honor and bridesmaid respectively. Giyu appointed Rengoku as his best man and Gyomei as his other groomsman. They hired a Shinto Priest to officiate the wedding.

Shinobu realized that she wouldn’t be able to poke fun at her friend anymore as he’s the Prince of the Valley of Thorns. She was happy for the newlyweds, but damn will she miss poking fun at Giyu for being lonely. Now he has a lover that would stay by his side until death do they part.

That night, Giyu looked at his new wife with such love and adoration in his eyes, and she looked at him with the same amount of warmth. It was as if the two knew each other for many millennia and finally decided to become one. They danced the night away in each other’s arms, both relishing their happily ever after.

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