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#hashibira inosuke x reader
tothemeadow · 1 year
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can you make a dream of mine come true? its where the trio are on a mission during the mission they get hit with a lust demon art. when they are done with the mission they are drooling for y/n. they all want you at the same time. and you need to try to treat them without them killing you.
goddamn anonnie this is so TASTY 😫
'three's a crowd' / Kamaboko Trio x Reader
warnings: NSFW, mild gore, mild dubcon, oral sex, fingering, handjobs, three on one action, all the fuggin mayonaise
words: 3,961
notes: aged up characters, AFAB reader/female bits, they/their pronouns
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“Continue west! West! Almost there!” the Kasugai squawks overhead.
“We get it, you damn crow!” Inosuke yells back. “I oughta cook you already!”
“Inosuke,” Tanjiro quips, “focus.”
Grumbling, Inosuke ceases his verbal attack at the bird and turns his attention to the path before him. Zenitsu, on the other hand, snickers to himself.
Once again, the three make their way to whatever destination calls them; demons are everywhere, ready to pounce at any time. One must keep moving if they’re part of the corps. This time, though, rather than going single, Tanjiro’s Kasugai crow collected the three of them, informing the trio of a rampant demon terrorizing a town and its surroundings.
It wouldn’t be the first (or last) time that a demon goes on mass killing sprees, but to have so many victims in a short amount of time… It’s troubling, to say the least. Knowing that it’s eating more than well is enough to raise concerns, and it would be a foolish decision to let a single person walk towards their death. Having three people should make the task easier – hopefully.
They’ve discussed what little details fellow crows managed to compile – all the victims seem to be male, none of them dropping under the age of 16. Other than that, well… that’s for the trio to figure out.
Before too long, the crow gives a final squawk and takes an abrupt turn, soaring away from the group. Up ahead, silhouettes of houses break through the expanse of orange sky. At long last, they’ve finally made it to their destination. However, as the sun continues to set and night creeps closer, they’ll have to come with a plan – and fast.
“Kamado Tanjiro!” another Kasugai crow calls out.
The three look to the sky as the crow flies towards them from the direction of the town.
“Waiting for you, yes! Preparations are underway!”
“Guys, hey! Over here!” another new voice shouts.
On the outskirts of town, you wave the other three down, your free hand cupping the side of your mouth. The Kasugai crow circles back around and heads back towards you, seemingly leading the way. The three boys slow their running to a jog as they come closer to you, surprise written on their faces. As far as they were concerned, nobody else was assigned to this mission.
Tanjiro calls out your name as they draw even closer still, a smile spreading itself across his face. “What are you doing here?”
“Backup, apparently,” you say without missing a beat. “I was nearby when I was summoned.”
Zenitsu, appearing absolutely ecstatic to see you, hastily cuts the others off before they have a chance to speak. “It’s great to see you,” he gushes, face heating up. “How have you been?”
Inosuke makes a gagging noise. You can’t see his face beneath the mask, but you can tell its scrunched up in disgust. “Can you not think with your dick for once?”
Zenitsu impatiently swats at him, his ponytail swinging from the sheer force of the movement. “Says you, you muscle-brained idiot! You’re the one who humps tree hollows when no one’s looking!”
Tanjiro facepalms.
Surprisingly, you laugh. “It’s good to see that you boys haven’t changed much.” The mirth disappears from your face as your expression darkens. “Still… You’ve been updated as to what’s been going on lately, right?”
Nodding, Tanjiro steps another closer to you, ignoring the bickering two behind him. “Disappearances, yeah. Any bodies been found?”
“That’s not what I’m quite sure of yet. If the demon doesn’t have some sort of domain they can pull their prey into, they must be directing the men to some lair.”
Hearing you specifically say men makes a shiver run down Tanjiro’s spine. Hell, if anything goes wrong, his friends – himself included – could be in big, big trouble.
You continue. “It’s odd that they’re targeting such a select group of people. Do you think it could be a female demon?”
“I wouldn’t push away the thought, although it’s not the exact reason yet.”
“I say we use this dumbass as bait,” Zenitsu snips. He squeals as Inosuke takes him in a headlock.
“Whatever it is we’re dealing with, I wanna kill it!” Inosuke exclaims in his ever so charming brash way of his. He cackles, his thick arms squeezing tighter around Zenitsu’s neck.
“Night’s approaching. Come on, we’ve got to get ready,” you say. You snap your fingers at Inosuke. “Let him go. He’s not going to be much use to us if you kill him, no?”
Grumbling, Inosuke does as told and finally lets Zenitsu go. Zenitsu collapses onto his knees, sputtering and clutching at his throat. “You… asshole…!”
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“You’ve… got to be kidding me.”
The cavern is relatively 6 meters wide, 10 meters tall; it’s not deep, rather a shallow divot in the forest walls amongst the rocks piling into a mountain. What’s surprising, though, is the number of bodies hanging from the ceiling. Bodies is a pretty giving word – you meant to say skeletons.
Each of them is upside down, arms extended past their heads. The bones are picked nearly clean, their white sheen telling you that they’re relatively fresh. The cavern doesn’t smell of spoiled meat or blood, so it most likely means that the demon at hand stripped them bare before attaching them to the roof of the cave.
To your side, Zenitsu shakes, bottom lip quivering in a way that seems like it’s vibrating. His knees clack together as a pathetic whimper escapes his throat.
Inosuke scratches the back of his head. “At least they’re not suffering, right?”
“Inosuke,” Tanjiro snaps.
“It has to be nearby,” you interject, quickly discouraging any potential argument. “Demons just don’t leave their… collection out for anyone to grab.”
Zenitsu hastily shakes his head. “Hell no. I’m not sticking around long enough to find out!”
“WhY nOt?”
Zenitsu screams; he leaps into your arms, hands linking together behind your neck. Within a few paces from his previous spot, a grotesque demon stares at your group, head cocked at an unnatural angle. Black, stringy hair falls in its face, its eyes nothing more than empty sockets. The body resembles a mantis, the prickles on its forearms dripping with what you presume is a poison.
How fun.
The demon’s lips draw back in a snarl, jagged teeth gleaming in the low light. It seems to be glaring right at you. “LeT hIm Go.” The voice is no better than dragging nails down a chalkboard. You can’t help but wince.
If this thing is going to try to kill you, it wouldn’t hurt to ask for some basic information, no? Shifting your weight, you turn so that Zenitsu is sheltered behind you, your chin tucked over your shoulder. “And why would I do that exactly, hmm? It doesn’t seem like you’re very hospitable to your guests.”
“Please just tell us,” Tanjiro’s voice rings out, yet it sounds muffled. Looking over, you’re met with the sight of him clutching a hand over his nose, expression scrunched in disgust. Instinctively, you whiff at the air, but there’s nothing worth noting. Odd.
The demon’s face jerks in Tanjiro’s direction. “MaLe. NiNeTeEn. DeLiCiOuS.”
You huff. “What about me?” If your previous hypothesis is correct, then the demon should show a preference for the guys in your group…
Once again, the demon snarls at you. “FeMaLe.”
Bingo.
“Inosuke, now!” you yell.
The demon swivels its head around just in time to see Inosuke leaping at it, dual blades extending in graceful arcs towards its neck. It screeches as it barely dodges, the sharp, uneven edges catching the flesh of its jugular. Blood spews from the wound, a blackish red that is far from a human’s.
Setting Zenitsu down (he’s already passed out, who knew?) you draw your own blade. Tanjiro’s already ahead of you, charging at the demon at a speed naked to the untrained eye. Soon, the three men and you are taking turns swinging at the demon’s fleshy neck, attacks bouncing off each other in a dizzying rhythm. Blood and poison fly in fat droplets each time a hit lands; whether either is harmful, you don’t know. Blood already speckles your face and uniform, yet you don’t feel any pain or discomfort.
The fight continues into the wee hours of the night; it’s been a while since the fight left the cave, migrating into the woods instead. While your group makes use of the branches and the sturdy trunks, the demon does the same. A sweep of the hind legs sends you flying, your body crashing through the surrounding branches and other foliage. A sharp gasp breaks free as your spine makes contact with the rough bark of a tree. Your vision swims, but the bloodcurdling scream emitting from the demon has your ears perking and hairs standing on end.
As your vision clears, silence sets in. It’s still a few hours before dawn cracks and the forest properly wakes up. The usual trill of bugs fills the atmosphere, broken by the slight haggard breath here and there. With a groan, you draw yourself to a stand and waddle over to where the other three stand. Your blade slips into your sheath with a clean schlink – the sound of a job well done.
“Is everyone alright?” you croak. Thankfully, your eyes have long adjusted to the near nonexistent lighting, so you’re able to locate the others fairly well.
Inosuke grumbles and promptly throws himself onto the ground, limbs spread eagle. Zenitsu is sitting against a tree, his head cradled in his hands. Neither reaction is cause for concern (not usually, anyway), but Tanjiro… Tanjiro looks ill. You notice his nostrils flare whenever you draw closer.
“Tanjiro?”
“Fucking hell!” Inosuke yells. “Can’t you say anything else than his name for once?”
Your brows furrow together. “Inosuke, what are you going on about now?”
Zenitsu groans from his spot.
Gods, are all of them sick? Did the demon’s poison have more of an effect than you originally thought?
Slowly, Zenitsu picks himself off the ground and shuffles over. His arms sling themselves around you again, but it’s different than before. His touch feels different. You jump in place as he buries his face in the crook of your neck and inhales deeply.
“Oi! You son of a bitch!” Inosuke yells again. Foliage and twigs crunch under him as he scrambles to get up, entire body flexing angrily as he reaches for Zenitsu. “Off!”
You send a pleading look towards Tanjiro. Surely he would have an idea of what’s going on, right?
Right??
Still, Tanjiro refuses to say anything. His eyes are glued to yours, his jaw slack. He hastily wipes at his gaping lips and chin, yet it does nothing to hide the sheen of saliva sticking to his skin. A soft thunk brings your attention back to the two crowding around you; Inosuke has abandoned his boar head, the poor thing looking almost lonely on the ground. He openly lavishes your neck, tongue licking fat stripes against the skin.
A firm shove to the chest sends Inosuke falling straight onto his ass. You cup the side of your neck, completely scandalized. He doesn’t seem deterred by your rejection – if anything, it makes his eyes glow hungrily through the dark, a small growl rumbling in his throat.
Something hard pokes into your hip. You flash a wild look at Zenitsu. He merely looks back at you with a pleading gaze, his bottom lip tucked behind his teeth.
You swallow heavily. “Guys,” you start slowly, carefully, “we can get you to a Wisteria House or the Butterfly Mansion. I need you to keep your heads on straight. Breathe.”
“Please,” Zenitsu murmurs.
…Fuck.
Just like with Inosuke, you shove Zenitsu away. However, instead of staying there and lecturing them, you abruptly turn on your heel and run. It’s a ridiculous idea, you’re well aware of that, but the more distance you put between yourself and the three men, the better. Whatever was in that demon’s poison, it’s clearly messing with their psyches. You need time to think up a plan – and fast.
Trees fly by in a hazy blur as you make your escape. As you scale up a trunk, you hear not-so-distant shouts of your name echoing. From there, you jump from limb to limb, movements sleek and well-practiced. When was the last time you were chased like this? It had to have been a few years, at least, not since you were a fresh corps member.
It hits you before you see it; the sheer force of the collision rips the air from your lungs. Flashes of yellow fill your peripheral and a panicked word rings throughout your brain. Thunder.
Fortunately, Zenitsu has enough sense not to let you fall to the forest floor. He lands squarely on his feet with you held tightly in his arms. Both Tanjiro and Inosuke appear not a second later, and it’s only then that you realize that they’re all drenched in sweat.
Tanjiro says your name; he sounds pained, yet sweet. Guilt swims in the depths of his eyes, but another emotion lays over it heavily. It’s a look you’ve seen in Tengen’s eyes when he’s with his wives, or when Obanai is staring longingly at Mitsuri. You begin to squirm in Zenitsu’s hold, but his arms only tighten around you.
It’s hard to say who attacks first. One moment, you’re watching Tanjiro with a bated breath; the next, you’re on your back, staring up at three different faces. There’s a pair of rough hands tugging away at your haori, the buttons of your uniform. Goosebumps erupt over your skin once cool air caresses it, but then those very hands are fondling your breasts.
“Wait- No-“ you stammer.
A squeak breaks from your throat as your nipples are yanked on, calloused thumbs rolling them into stiff peaks. Zenitsu swears under his breath, his eyes glued to your chest. Inosuke looks just as lost, his gaze a million miles away. Tanjiro flashes you a timid smile.
“Please, just… Bear with us,” he tells you. Leaning down, he skims his lips against your temple. He breathes your name. “We’ll take care of you. I promise.”
A mouth latches around a nipple, eliciting a sharp breath from you. “What… What happened to you guys…?”
“That damned demon sprayed something at us,” Inosuke slurs. It sounds like his mouth is full.
Zenitsu promptly pushes Tanjiro’s head away and descends, his lips capturing yours. Your mind stalls as he pushes his tongue inside, a moan following soon after. You’re aware of Zenitsu’s stories of “wooing” women (to which degree you believe him is relatively low) and his general berating of Tanjiro and Inosuke’s lack of skills, but this… Well, it appears that he lives up to those stories.
You never thought you’d catch yourself kissing Zenitsu (if tongue and teeth equal as such) but it feels good. Still, this is wrong. These boys are your friends, and they’re under the influence of some Demon Art. That itself is odd, considering the effects of one die off as soon as the demon is killed. This poison had to be of some outside nature; possibly a concoction that the demon created itself?
Tanjiro busies himself with stroking your hair and the skin he can reach. He’s steadily breathing in your scent, little murmurs of appreciation and groans filling your ear. Inosuke suckles on your breast, teeth gnawing on your nipple until it’s flushed and swollen. Your lips are in a similar state once Zenitsu finally pulls away.
“I want to eat you,” Zenitsu says. The wicked flicker in his eyes tells you that he’s being completely serious.
You shuffle to sit up, but Tanjiro pushes you back down by your shoulders, smile apologetic but eyes the same as Zenitsu’s. “Wait, wait, wait- You’re not going to kill me, are you?”
“I get why that bastard strung all those guys up,” Inosuke grunts.
Your eyes go wide.
A silent agreement passes between the three and there goes Zenitsu’s hands again, undoing your belt and yanking your hakama down. Tanjiro hisses at the scent of your gathering arousal; it’s clear that your traitorous body enjoyed their attention a bit too much. Your fundoshi gets pealed away and your thighs instinctively clench together, wanting to hide your precious core from their hungry eyes.
“Open up,” Zenitsu breathes. He wiggles his way in between your legs and pries your thighs apart. Three sets of eyes focus on your puffy lower lips, at the sheen of arousal coating them. Embarrassment floods your face. “Beautiful,” Zenitsu openly moans.
You’re left completely speechless as Zenitsu ducks down, mouth latching onto your pussy. With a jolt, you shout his name, heart beating furiously against your ribcage. You’re genuinely worried it’ll try leaping from your chest and run away into the night. It takes a moment for your brain to catch up with what’s exactly happening; Zenitsu laps at your insides with purposeful movements, his nose held stiff to your clit.
“Move over,” Inosuke barks. He grabs a hold of Zenitsu’s haori and yanks him away, quickly taking his spot and raking his teeth against your sensitive flesh. You try to jerk away from him, but he wraps his strong arms around your thighs, holding you in place as he works you open with his tongue. He’s not as skilled as Zenitsu, but he makes it up with sheer enthusiasm.
Tanjiro takes your hand in his, his lips skimming your knuckles. It’s comforting, but you know he’s going to be wanting something from you as well. He directs your hand to his crotch; something hot meets your hand and Tanjiro shudders. Your eyes drop from his face, the sight of your fingers wrapped around his heavy cock causing something to stir in your gut.
Inosuke groans as your slick pours into his mouth, his hips pressed firmly to the ground. Zenitsu follows in Tanjiro’s footsteps and comes to your other side; your hand soon finds his own cock, precum leaking from the flushed tip.
Shit, this is really happening. If you go through with this, will the poison’s effects wear off? Will you be able to look at the trio the same ever again?
You tentatively squeeze both cocks and the delightful sound of deep groans fill your ears.
All doubts disappear.
Frankly, you’re not even sure how you’re supposed to go about this, but you still give it your best shot. The precum oozing from their cockheads make the slide of your hands easier, much to their satisfaction. Inosuke’s mouth is still hot on your drooling pussy, his eyes fixated on your parted lips and hooded eyes. Plush lips latch around your clit as two fingers breach your fluttering hole; a whorish moan erupts from your lips, and the cocks in either hand twitch at the sound.
“Make them cum,” Zenitsu tells Inosuke. “Gods dammit, Inosuke, make them cum.”
You aren’t sure if it’s his filthy words, Inosuke’s mouth, or the precum coating your hands, but that tight little knot in your lower stomach snaps and then you’re practically gushing all over Inosuke’s fingers. Wicked panting fills the air as Inosuke sits up, his pupils blown to hell.
“I want it,” he growls, his fingers digging into the muscle of your thigh.
Tanjiro speaks your name again, sounding absolutely wrecked. “Can you- Do you think you can take us all at once?”
Your pussy flutters at his words. You never thought you’d hear Tanjiro, sweet, sweet Tanjiro, say something so filthy. It suddenly feels too hard to swallow correctly. “H-How?” You hate how your voice cracks.
“Winner gets their mouth,” Zenitsu husks.
What?
Much to your surprise, the three engage in some oddly horny round of rock-paper-scissors. You’ve got be fucking kidding me.
Tanjiro makes a sound of excitement when he wins. How he manages to still be so precious at a time like this is beyond you. Still, you let the guys rearrange your positions into something more… workable. Now, your knees are digging into the ground below you, haunches tucked below as you stare up at the other three. Zenitsu licks his lips as he slowly grinds his aching cock into your fist. Inosuke doesn’t seem too pleased at losing to Tanjiro of all people, but he is pleased that your hand is stroking his thick cock.
Tanjiro’s face is scrunched. Although his cock is thick and flushed a pretty shade of red, hesitation still pulls at him. Zenitsu notices his inner turmoil and brings a hand to the back of your head.
“Pretty thing, open your mouth nice and wide, okay? Make sure your teeth are covered,” he urges.
Inosuke releases a guttural fuck as your jaw falls open, cute little pink tongue beckoning Tanjiro. Biting his lip, Tanjiro focuses on your pretty mouth. Precum pearls at his tip and runs down his shaft; he’s practically begging to have his cock in your mouth, even though he hasn’t said anything.
“Is this okay?” Tanjiro says through grit teeth.
You slowly nod your head.
A hiss passes through those clenched teeth as Tanjiro eases his hips forward, hand directing his cock towards your mouth. Your eyes fall shut as the weight settles on your tongue. Musk and salt fill your senses; it’s nothing like you’ve ever experienced, yet you find yourself enjoying the stretch of your jaw, the silken girth pressing further into your mouth.
Allowing Tanjiro fall into a rhythm, you keep your breathing steady and focus on the cocks in your hands. They feel the same as Tanjiro’s, all hot and hard and soft at the same time. A chorus of moans is music to your ears. There are murmurs of your name, sweet pet names, yet there’s always that choke of a curse word and a slight thrust of the hips.
The tip of Tanjiro’s cock hits the back of your throat and you cough. He pauses his movements, hand caressing your throat; he’s ever so patient, even as he’s leaking down your throat and saying your name like a prayer. He pushes in just the slightest bit, and then he growls as he feels the bulge of his cock in your throat. Now, you’re well used to Inosuke growling, but the way Tanjiro does it has your pussy dripping.
You’re nothing more than a toy, some pathetic thing to let them get their kicks. You feel so used, chin, lips, and hands covered in slick precum, your pussy weeping onto the ground below you. Opening your eyes, you take your time to look at each and every single one of the boys. There’s another fuck! and Inosuke’s cumming all over your fist, some of it even splashing onto your cheek. The sight triggers a domino effect of some sort; Zenitsu shoots his own load, spilling all over your hand and whining piteously. Tanjiro is only a few moments behind, his hand clenching around your throat as he empties his spend into your mouth.
Tanjiro pulls away and sinks to his knees, words gentler than before as he rubs his thumbs across your cheekbones. He kisses you softly, and the stark difference in behavior nearly has you dizzy. Zenitsu’s panicking about something, voice shrill as he cries out his apologies. Inosuke merely gives a what?
“Thank you,” Tanjiro whispers against your mouth. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
“Wait, does this mean you’re cured?” you croak. Zenitsu squeaks when you look at him.
“Yeah,” Tanjiro tells you. He begins to give a little smile, but then his nostrils flare and he glances down between you two. A bright blush spreads across his handsome face. “You… Would you like our help?”
You lick your lips. “Yes.”
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pairings: tanjiro x reader, inosuke x reader, zenitsu x reader
a/n: there will be a part two... but switched! you saving them!
warnings: POSSIBLE SPOILERS! also mentions of death in inosuke's (reader has to do what tanjiro did to wake up on the mugen train)
part two!
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tanjiro kamado
you try to brace yourself as you're thrown against a tree. it hurts, but you have to keep going. you think of the bright smile that always inspires you when you need it. the smile of your best friend. you take in a deep breath in, trying to control your total concentration, as you reflect on where you are at, and how you would rather be back at the butterfly mansion with your friends, who haven't finished healing yet.
you lift yourself up just in time to deflect the blood demon art of the spider sister, who almost captured you in her web ball. you fling yourself to the side, and when you jump up, prepared for the next attack, she's gone.
strange. you look around you at all of your surroundings, hoping that she won't pop out from behind the trees. your power, besides your breathing, is in your strength, so unfortunately, you lack any power of being able to sense where your opponent is by smell, audio, or some weird beasty sense thing that inosuke possesses.
you still and close your eyes, trying to focus on listening, when you hear something above you. something isn't right about this.
you are able to jump to the side just as the monster leaps where you were. this thing is massive, with a godawful spider face. not only is it creepy, but it scares you enough that you hide behind a tree, trying to think of a plan. that's when you remember tanjiro again.
last week, the two of you were eating breakfast at the butterfly mansion. you were sitting next to each other, chatting and occasionally laughing at inosuke devouring his onigiri. you turn to focus back on your conversation about tanjrio's "hinokami kagura", and how impressive it is.
"you truly are amazing, tanjiro! not even the hashira can perform two breathing techniques!" you gush, trying to imagine yourself doing the same. "you must feel so powerful!"
tanjiro scratches at his neck, trying to push down the raging blush that had formed on his face. "it's really not that impressive! I'm sure you could do the same if you really tried."
"oh, don't be ridiculous. i'm not near close enough to your level. and don't be modest either! just don't forget about me when you become a hashira," you say, with a little joke at the end.
tanjiro grabs your hands and stares at you a little too intensely. you feel a little startled. "don't say that about yourself! you are an incredible swordsman and i constantly want to be like you."
you blink, unsure what to make of the fervent compliments. you open your mouth, but before you can respond, he continues.
"you inspire me with your strength. you never give up and that is what's truly amazing!" you swear you can see little puffs of steam coming out of his ears.
"uh..."
"so don't underestimate yourself!"
you blink for a moment, trying to find your composure. and you don't know what else to do but laugh.
"well, alright then!" you give him a huge smile and hug him tight. "thank you, tanjiro," you whisper into his ear. he just hugged you tighter to his body. what you missed seeing was the very pointed look given to him by zenitsu.
you brace yourself and make a move from behind the tree, rushing at the creature who was looking for you in the opposite direction. activating your first breathing form, you aim at the giant's arm, hoping to buy some time while he is regenerating. but your sword doesn't cut through. instead, he flings you a couple meters back. you land harshly on the ground, and you wince when you feel your ribs crack. you take a deep breath in, desperately hoping for an idea to get you out of this mess.
the monster roars, destroying trees in his path as he searches for you. "LEAVE MY FAMILY ALONE."
some hell of a family, you think, as you roll out of the way to escape a tree from crushing you. you rush at the monster again, this time aiming for his neck with your sixth breathing form, but to no avail. your sword still doesn't go through.
you can see the monster's hand coming towards you. you're going to die. there's no way you can move out of the way without breaking your sword, and you won't be able to survive without it. think! you desperately rack your brain for ideas, but it's too late.
you close your eyes as the hand comes to you, but you never feel the impact. you quickly open your eyes to see a checkered haori blocking the monster's head.
"tanjiro!"
"y/n! i was so worried when we arrived and saw all of the bodies!" the hand shakes the two of you off, and tanjiro holds you close as you both fall to the ground. he's quick to jump to his feet, but you're still a little sore from your earlier exchanges with the tree. he gives you a charming smile as he helps you off the ground. "i'm so glad you are alright."
you jump up to give him a tight hug, trying to fight off the nerves of your near-death experience.
"gonpachiro! are you going to help me out or keep flirting?" you cough as he glances over at inosuke trying to saw his way through the monster's arm.
before you can react, he presses a quick kiss to your forehead before running to help. "stay alive, ok!" he yells, "i have to confess something after the battle!"
you allow yourself one bashful smile before lunging into the fight, helping your future bf and one weird boar.
inosuke hashibira
you gasp for air as you're being held down by the neck by the train's appendage. you try to break free, but your sword is just out of reach and the tentacle thing is just too slimy to really grab hold of it. with one hand, you try to free your neck, and with the other hand, you strain for your sword. the appendage lifts you a bit and slams you back down, making something in your arm snap. you try to scream, but nothing comes out. your vision starts getting a little blurry, and black starts creeping around the edges.
what should you do? before you can do anything, a big eye pops out and blinks at you.
when you open your eyes, you have to adjust, because it suddenly got very bright. you sit up off the ground, looking around for the train, but you don't see anything. you do recognize this dirt path you are on though.
you lift yourself up and start along the path until you come across... the butterfly mansion? something wasn't right. you were supposed to be helping tanjiro and inosuke with the train demon.
just then you heard a cackle coming from inside the building. how is inosuke here? you also heard a scream coming from the inside. you sprint to the sound, and throw the doors open to see your little sibling cowering behind your parents, who were in a protective stance and looking up at the ceiling. on the ceiling was inosuke, crawling around like a weirdo.
"mom? dad?" how were they here? their deaths were the reason you became a demon slayer in the first place. tears start pouring down your cheeks as you run towards your beloved family. you stay there, hugging them for what seems like hours. your parents were very confused, but accepted the affection nontheless. your sibling was giggling at how stupid you looked, but you could care less, because at least they were alive.
maybe this whole slayer thing was just a bad dream. BAM. you jerk your head to see inosuke had come down from the ceiling. how did you forget? so the slayer thing was not just a dream. so what the hell is happening?
inosuke walks up to you and grabs your hand. "come on, y/n! let's go train." he walks you outside and into the woods.
"inosuke, i think something is wrong. we were fighting a demon and then we ended up back here. do you know anything?" he steps back and lifts his mask up, letting it fall to the ground.
"what the hell are you talking about?" he starts towards you, backing you into a tree. you put your hands to his chest, looking into his eyes.
"this is not the time to fight right now! i'm being serious-" you are silenced when he puts his finger to your lips, cocks his head and looks at you.
"the fuck are you yappin' about? you know the training thing is just a ruse." he puts his hands on your side and squeezes, making you gasp. he lays his head into the crook of your neck and gives you a small little bite, in which you grab onto his shoulders in shock. "we do this all the time."
Y/N!
you push inosuke back and look around. you grab onto his shoulder and gently shake it.
"didn't you hear that?" he just snorts. "hear what?"
Y/N!
"there it is again! someone is calling my name!" inosuke shakes his head and pushes against you once more, arms circling your waist. he starts to leave kisses up your neck, which causes you to let out a little whine. this was a little dream of yours that you kept a secret so no one would find out about your little crush.
pause.
A DREAM! of course!
"i've got to get out of here." inosuke lifts his head up.
"what?"
"you don't understand. this is a dream! the real you needs me right now." you run around the woods, searching for the demon that put you to sleep. if you kill it, you might be able to get out. how else would you wake up?
you slow to a stop, realizing the demon isn't in the dream with you. dream inosuke pokes your back. "what are you doing?"
you turn to him, unsure of what you're about to do. you reach to his waist and grab one of his swords.
"i'm sorry." you whisper, terrified. you bring the sword up to your neck. what if you're wrong? what if there are repercussions from the dream in reality. what if you actually died?
you push your hand up again the blade, ready, when a hand grabs your wrist. you look up into his beautiful face, which looked miserable.
"don't you want to be with me?" you almost drop the sword from your neck. you raise your hand to dream inosuke's face.
"it's all i've ever wanted, since we met. that's why i have to do this. to be with the real you." you pull your wrist free and scream, and with a twist of the blade, everything goes dark.
you wake up and take a deep breath. you can feel the wind from the roof of the train, and you realize it worked. you look over to see the appendage that was holding you wither into dust on the ground.
"you done taking your little nap? we got a demon to kill!" you smile at the taunting voice coming from behind you. you turn and jump into his arms.
"h-hey!" you lift his mask to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"thank you for waking me up," you say, before running off to where tanjiro was calling your name. inosuke follows behind you, very glad the mask is covering the redness of his face.
zenitsu agatsuma
there is no way you are making it out of this one alive, unless you hear the drum again. there are two demons making their way to you in this moving house. you aren't skilled enough to taken on two demons by yourself. so you are holding out that the drum will beat again soon, so that the rooms will shift. the first demon crawls closer and lashes it's tongue at you. you swipe at it, and the tip falls off, spraying blood over your uniform. while the first demon sprawls backwards in pain, the second lunges at you, and just as you swing your sword at it's neck, the drum shifts the rooms around.
you fall through the air in this new room, but land on something solid. you look down to see zenitsu under you.
"oh my goodness!" you hug him tight, thankful to see his face instead of another demon. while you're too busy with your relief, he's focused on your legs on either side of his waist. pervert.
his euphoria ends quickly, however, when you hoist yourself up and introduce yourself to the kid he is with. shoichi, the little boy, is so relieved that another slayer joined them, so he didn't have to put up with zenitsu's tantrums by himself.
while he is introducing himself, zenitsu sits up and screams. you turn, shielding the boy behind you, when you spot the tongue demon making it's way toward the three of you.
you all run to the nearest room and while you hope for another drum, you know you won't be so lucky this time, so you focus your attention on the door, hoping to be able to ambush the demon when he enters the room.
"no, no, no, no, no. please wake up." you turn to see zenitsu passed out on the floor.
"shoichi, i need you to get him to the wall if you can." then you turn your attention to the approaching demon, whose tongue had already regenerated. the tongue lashes out at you once more, but faster this time. you knew you wouldn't have time to cut it off, so you settle for deflecting it.
but the force of his tongue was too strong, and you were thrown backwards, hitting the wall and roughly falling to the ground. you crawl back over to zenitsu and shoichi, praying the drum sounds again.
you go to stand up to face the demon again when a soft hand pushes you back. you look up to see zenitsu and are surprised. wasn't he just passed out?
you see him get into position and hear a faint, "thunder breathing, first form". you blink and the demon is dead.
zenitsu sways for a second before falling back to the ground. you rush over to make sure he's ok to discover he's... STILL ASLEEP?
he jerks awake and squeals when he see's the demon's body disintegrating. he latches onto your torso and shamelessly hides his face into your skin.
"y/n-chaaaaan, you saved me! thank you thank you thank you!"
you look over at shoichi who just shrugs. with a small laugh, you lean over and press a kiss to zenitsu's head.
"let's try to get out of here, yeah?"
"AHHH y/n-chaaaaaan! let's get married!"
a/n: SORRRRRY i am so tired and so i rushed zenitsu's, but i hope it's still good! i'll try to finish the part two tomorrow (with a special surprise drabble!)
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nenchainzz · 1 year
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𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟗: 𝐈𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐚 + 𝐕𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦/𝐄𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦
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Inosuke Hashibira x f!reader
Word Count: 1.0k
Warnings: aged-up character, some dry humping, nipple play, pet names (baby and sexy girl), hickies, vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, vaginal sex, some biting, possessiveness, and creampie
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You and Inosuke are no strangers to camping outside. It’s something all Demon Slayers have to do at some point. So, you didn’t mind it so much, and Inosuke always feels more comfortable in the wilderness anyway.
The two of you don’t have a tent, so you must sleep on a large cloth with makeshift pillows. It’s not the most comfortable, but it works. Inosuke always holds you close while you sleep, so you’ll stay warm and tonight is no exception. Inosuke hugs you from behind with your backside pressed up against him. As you look into the dark woods in your line of sight, you feel Inosuke’s cock begin to tent within his pants. Inosuke can’t help but grind into your ass with his hard cock.
“Baby,” he whines. He grinds more into you, formulating his intentions. You look at him by turning around slightly.
“Inosuke,” you say. “We can’t do this here. We’re out in the wilderness. What if someone catches us?”
“There’s nobody,” he’s getting desperate for you now. “And if there is, we’ll give ‘em a good show.” Your face heats up. He moves his hands, reaches under your shirt, and cups your breasts. He waits for you to tell him to stop completely; if you do, he will immediately drop the subject. You moan at the feeling of his hands on you, how his calloused hands envelop your soft, supple breasts. You lean into his touch, wanting more of him. He presses kisses against the back of your neck, making you shudder under his touch. Inosuke grabs your shirt and pulls it off of you.
He shifts himself, so he’s on top of you now, and you lay on your back to face him.
“You’re so fuckin’ sexy, baby,” he compliments. You look away from him after getting more flustered. He chuckles and grabs your face to look at him again. “Don’t look away from me, sexy girl. I want to see your face when I fuck you.”
He kisses your neck again and begins to suck deep purple marks on it, ensuring you’re his. While he works your neck, his hands find your pants, and he starts pulling them off of you. He breaks away from your neck as he slides your pants down and off your body. He leaves you only in your panties, and he eyes you hungrily, looking at your figure. He swiftly pulls off his own clothing leaving his underwear on.
Inosuke trails his hands down your body and squeezes and caresses every inch he feels. He reaches your panties and moves them aside so your wet cunt can be exposed to him. You’re so wet already, and he’s barely touched you.
“You’re already so fuckin’ wet,” he says. You whimper for his touch, and he smirks. “Getting impatient, are we? Well, lemme help you then.” He moves his fingers and begins to rub your clit. You whine from the new friction, and he adds two fingers into your hole. He scissors his fingers within and watches your throw gets thrown back, and your eyes begin to roll back. He loves how responsive and sensitive you are. He thrusts his fingers in faster, curling them to hit your sweet spot.
“Ah! Mm! Nosuke,” you moan. “Don’t stop!” You arch your back when you feel yourself tighten around him as your orgasm builds. As Inosuke watches you, he uses his free hand to palm his hard pained cock that wants to be in you so badly. Inosuke feels your pussy tighten around his fingers, so he continues his fingers’ pace. You cry out his name as you cream on his fingers.
Inosuke slowly pulls his fingers out of you and inspects the creamed fingers. He begins to lick his fingers clean, wanting to taste your orgasm on his tongue.
“You always taste so good when I make you cum,” he compliments. You look at his cock that is begging to be freed.
“Nosuke,” you whine as you begin to tease his clothed cock.
“Baby, fuck, I need you,” he says. He practically tears off your panties and his underwear and positions himself at your pussy. He pushes himself with a deep groan. You moan at the feeling of his cock filling you up. He grabs your thighs and pushes them out to the sides of your body, so he has complete access to your cunt.
When Inosuke bottoms out, he quickly pulls out of you and slams himself back in again. He squeezes your thighs tightly as he begins to thrust into you sharply. His cock slides in and out of you with ease as he grunts from each thrust. You cry below him, grab his shoulders, and begin marking them up with your nails. He leans down to kiss you as you both moan into each other’s mouths. He kisses your jaw and begins to bite your neck and shoulder while he still rails into you.
“You feel so fuckin’ good, baby,” he whispers. “So good and warm. And all mine.”
“All y-yours, Nosuke,” you pant.
“Yeah, all fuckin’ mine,” whispers again. His hips snap into yours faster, and your nails dig even further into Inosuke’s back. He groans from the feeling of your nails on his skin, and you feel yourself begin to clamp down on Inosuke’s cock. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me, baby.”
“Ah!” you cry. Inosuke notices that you’re getting close again, so he continues to rail into you chasing your orgasm. You tighten around his cock, and your moans become louder and higher pitched.
“Cum, baby,” Inosuke says. You feel yourself let go and cream on his cock. Inosuke smirks as his thrusts continue into you. He loves that he’s the only person who can make you cum.
Inosuke’s cock begins to twitch within, and his thrusts become erratic.
“Shit, ‘m cumming,” he says. “Gonna cum in you, baby.” He snaps his hips into you once more before his cum spills into you. The both of you breathe heavily together while smiling. Inosuke then proceeds to cover your face in kisses that tickle you. “I love you,” Inosuke repeats in between kisses. You start giggling from his sweetness.
“I love you too, Nosuke,” you say as you look into his green eyes. Inosuke pulls out of you slowly and admires his cum in you.
“You always look so beautiful with my cum in you, baby,” Inosuke says. “So, make sure it stays in.”
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4izawas · 2 years
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— 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ; 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐨, 𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐚, 𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐚.
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𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 !! — the nights had grown long and cold, and what better way to warm up after two weeks of hunting demons without a break than the four of you curling into one another next to the fire hidden by trees?
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 !! — tanjiro kamado/f!reader, inosuke hashibira/f!reader, zenitsu agatsuma/f!reader.
𝐰𝐜 !! — 3.25k.
𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 !! — nsfw ; minors dni.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 !! — canon noncompliant, long haired zenitsu, long haired tanjiro, long haired inosuke, demon slayer!reader, forest sex, polyamory, previously established relationship, biting, licking, kissing, mxm, fxm, fxmxmxm, hair pulling, begging, growling, competition play, domesticity mentions.
— 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 !!
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“Are we almost home yet? I’m tired.”
After hours of walking together after a less than stellar hunt for demons that ended with all four of them bruised and banged up, you all were finally going home. The two demons that turned out to be a nest of at least thirty plus the two strongest ones had kicked their asses for a good hour or so before you had finally managed to send her blade through the neck of the male nest leader. The female demon had followed her partner in death thanks to Zenitsu’s quick movements, and the panicked scurrying from the other demons at the sight of their leaders’ bodies lying decapitated made it more than easy for the four of you to kill the rest of them and set out for home. 
“Inosuke, you and I both know that you know the woods around our house like the back of your hand — does this look like the wooded area that surrounds our house?” Tanjiro’s voice, usually so soft and easy, was sharp and annoyed, and he didn’t even look back at the man carrying his boar’s head under his arm. Of course, it wasn’t like he was wrong — he’d caught sight of Inosuke chasing you through the trees, oftentimes with both of you naked and always with Inosuke’s long hair whipping behind him, more than he could ever remember as he did yardwork or hung up laundry; Inosuke had also made sure to learn the lay of the land after they moved there and while they built their house so he’d know every possible place to look if someone got lost. 
“Yeah, Inosuke, don’t be dumb,” Zenitsu mutters, still clutching a hand to his aching ribs. Already put out by how Tanjiro had responded, Inosuke lets out a low growl and lunges at him, and the pair both drop what they’re holding and tussle around on the ground while arguing. Zenitsu’s long hair, normally put together in a blocky braid, is messed up immediately as he’s slammed into the forest floor while he wrestles with his lover. Tanjiro groans then drops his own gear and joins them, initially trying to pull them apart but eventually getting so annoyed once his own long hair ( that you had taken special care to put together into a bun ) was ruined that he can’t help but join in, snarling soft-handed insults that get thrown back in his face. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence, the three men arguing and/or wrestling each other, and they weren’t actually trying to hurt each other, but it still annoyed the fourth member of their relationship all the same. 
“All three of you, stop it!” you finally snarled, making the three freeze in place from their spots on the ground. Dirt is smeared over their clothes and faces, and Inosuke’s boar’s head mask is laying discarded about a foot away from them. “We’re all fucking tired, this hunt was shitty, so let’s set up camp for the night and finish the trek back tomorrow. Don’t take your feelings out on each other like a bunch of children.” The three men each had the common decency to look ashamed and didn’t say another word for a while, even after you had decided on a nice spot of flat ground to set up camp in. Tanjiro just quietly started a fire and tended to it in between setting up the area they were going to sleep in while Zenitsu went to get water from the creek he’d heard nearby, Inosuke hunted whatever animals he felt like eating meat from, and you unpacked what few vegetables the four of you had left to prepare for a less than perfect dinner. 
Before long everyone had come back from their respective duties, Zenitsu with more than enough water and Inosuke with a buck slung over his shoulders, and everyone had sat down to prepare what they could. Zenitsu began boiling the water that he’d brought back, and Tanjiro began peeling whatever vegetables you placed in front of him while you chose from the herbs and seasonings that you’d managed to gather over the past few weeks and Inosuke began dutifully skinning the buck he’d killed, his fingers rummaging through the soft underbelly and pulling out the innards with a seasoned understanding of how the dirty job worked. All of this was done in silence save the natural sounds of the forest, the crackling of the fire, and the bubbling of the water in the pot atop it; normally the silence would be broken by the four of them happily conversing, but the two weeks the four of them had spent together had worn them all down, it seemed. 
The silence continues in an almost overbearing way until you’re surprised by the feeling of a big, callused hand slipping its way beneath the waistband of your pants, carefully teasing your clothed pussy until a small wet spot soaked through the fabric enough for the man behind you to feel it. His fingers hooked around your panties and swiftly met your hot pussy, not hesitating for a second before plunging into your wet heat. You let out a cry at the feeling of being filled, and the heavy growl behind you is the only thing you need to hear to know just who was teasing you like this. 
Inosuke’s thick fingers curl teasingly against your insides, and you can hear him chuckling as your breathing gets short and shaky, your hips rolling into his touch as he pulls you closer and closer to orgasm. The work-roughened pads of his fingers dance across the sensitive spot hidden inside you. “Fuck, fuck, fuck — ‘Nosuke, please, ‘m gonna cum-!” you whine, and he just laughs quietly behind you. 
“That’s the plan,” he says, kissing gently at your pulse point and sucking at a sensitive spot on your neck as you grind down into his touch. 
“F-Fuck, yes, yes! C-Cumming!” you moan, nearly grabbing the hot rim of the pot before he stops you and holds you tight against himself as your body trembles and shakes through your climax. 
“Inosuke, wait until we get home instead of getting even dirtier in the woods,” Tanjiro chides through a smile, interrupting the ‘moment’ while watching with slightly dilated pupils as Inosuke brings his glistening hand up to his mouth and begins to lick your cum from his fingertips. 
“Sorry, was hungry’nd didn't wanna wait,” he grins, and Tanjiro’s cheeks redden slightly and his pupils dilate more; he can smell the scent of his female lover’s arousal and cum seeping through the silk cloth of her panties as she shakily stirred the venison stew that she’d hastily thrown together, and his cock ached in his pants at the thought of getting home and fucking her until neither of them could walk. The smell of precum leaking into both Inosuke and Zenitsu’s underwear on either side of him gets him harder in his own pants, and he digs his teeth into his bottom lip. Later, he thinks to himself as the flavour dots of blood that welled up once he bit down hard enough exploded against his taste buds, I can wait until later.
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They were warm now, all curled up together in the grass and leaves. Inosuke ran as hot as a small furnace like always, and even though he wasn’t as cold as he could have been Tanjiro found himself taking part in the drowsy tumble to try and press close to him where he lay in the middle of the sleep pile that the four of you always found yourselves in, whether at home in the massive custom bed that Zenitsu himself had had commissioned in the city closest to where you all lived; it fit you all easily with more than enough room to spare, and you all had your set spots in it, but when you were all out in the wilds for work sleep was essentially a free for all for best spot, just like tonight had been. You and Zenitsu had both gotten closest to Inosuke tonight, with you taking the warmest spot by sandwiching yourself between both Inosuke and Tanjiro himself, and it eased Tanjiro’s mind knowing that you were safely sheltered by both his and one of his other lovers’ bodies, and through easing his mind it eased him into a deep, comfortable sleep. 
An hour or so later he blinks the sleep out of his eyes wearily, both exhausted and confused as to what had woken him up. Your chest was pressed to his with your back comfortably against Inosuke’s with the other man snoring away with one of his arms thrown over Zenitsu’s waist. The moon is high in the night sky, swimming amongst a sea of stars and  signalling that he was supposed to be sleeping, but he tiredly peers into the darkness in fear that some unknown threat had awoken him. 
Instead he’s shocked fully awake by the sound of you whining and the feeling of you palming him through his underwear, your knowing fingers playing with his hardened bulge in ways that only you knew how. He bucks up into your touch instinctively, his eyes squeezing shut as you teasingly rub your thumb over his sensitive cockhead through the cloth of his underwear, and he moans softly. He gets a giggle in return and his eyes shoot open as you sit up and began pulling at the waist of his pants. Staring at you in the dark, he can see the way your eyes glitter in the moonlight and he gets lost in them as he lifts his hips and helps you get his pants down, his thick cock springing free and slapping wetly against his toned stomach. His hands find their way onto your hips and settle there as you straddle him and line your entrance up with his length, and he faintly laughs on the inside as he remembers how he’d told himself to wait. 
I guess it’s technically later, he thinks right before you sink down onto him, taking him all and completely wiping out his thought process as his eyes widen from the feeling of his aching length being surrounded by your wet heat. His immediate reaction is to sit up and throw one thick arm around your waist while holding himself up with the other as your happy sigh fills the cool hair in the form of a soft white puff; rocking against him at first, you begin to easily bounce on his cock and throw your arms around his shoulders, holding him close and whimpering against his neck as his tip rubs along your sweet spot with each bounce. 
A sudden jolt rouses Zenitsu from his deep sleep, the blonde brushing his long, messy bangs up and out of his eyes while he looks over his shoulder to see what one earth had woken him. His eyes widen and he tenses up when he sees the way you’re gripping onto Tanjiro’s shoulders and him to your waist, the thick muscles of his lover’s thighs tensing and rippling almost hypnotically as he takes control and thrusts up into your body. Tanjiro’s deep groans fill the air and soft cries fall from your lips, muffled by his shoulder when you gently bite into it to keep from being too loud, and Zenitsu shakily palms at his own bulge for some sense of relief when he hears the borderline beast-like growl that falls from Tanjiro’s mouth through clenched teeth at the feeling of your own digging into his shoulder. 
He watches for a bit longer, mentally debating over whether or not he was willing to interrupt them to join in before the ache in his underwear beneath the blanket he was sharing with Inosuke makes the decision for him. Before he’s even really aware of what he’s doing he’s already by where you and Tanjiro are grinding together, kicking his underwear from where they’d tangled around his ankles and letting his thick cock slap against your lips, poking gently against your tongue when it hits right as you cry out. Your eyes widen and your tongue instinctively swirls around his sensitive cockhead as he whimpers and thrusts shakily into your mouth, all while Tanjiro nips his way across your heaving chest and collarbones. The three of you more or less collapse into a mess of limps, scratches, kisses and bites, groaning loudly without a care in the world thanks to the fact that all three of you knew the only other person in these woods was Inosuke, who was sleeping a little bit aways from you all — or was, considering the blanket was now crumpled up into a tiny tangled mess at the foot of the little nest the four of you had been sleeping in. 
Your shrill shriek echoes through the woods, muffled by Zenitsu’s length as he greedily rolls his hips up into your face, his balls slapping hard enough to sting as they strike against your chin as Tanjiro fucks up into you slower and Inosuke begins tonguing at your asshole through a deep chuckle while one handedly opening a bottle of oil, his other hand holding one of your asscheeks apart from the other so he could bury his face between them. Once the top of the bottle of oil pops off and goes flying somewhere into the nearby trees and he decides he’s tasted enough of you, he coats two of his fingers in the oil and begins teasingly prodding at your asshole, careful to follow Tanjiro’s manic thrusts so he didn’t hurt you. With a groan, Tanjiro’s thrusts stutter to a stop, giving Inosuke the chance he was waiting for to properly stretch your hole.
“So much for waiting ‘til we got home, huh?” he asks teasingly, aggressively scissoring his fingers in your ass and making you wail into the root of Zenitsu’s cock as the blond continues fucking your face. 
Tanjiro shrugs, a blush heating up his cheeks. “Just hurry up and stick your cock in her,” he mumbles, and she whimpers around Zenitsu’s pulsing length; he was close, you could tell, and it only made you clench around Tanjiro’s cock, because you wanted his heavy load to slide down your throat, wanted to roll the thick cream around in your mouth. Tanjiro growled at the feeling, and as Inosuke spread even more oil along his own cock he said, “If you don’t fucking do it now, you won’t get to at all.”
“Fine, fine — hypocrite,” Inosuke grumbles, pressing the fat head of his slicked up cock against your twitching asshole before carefully pressing it inside, your eyes widening at the feeling of such a full pressure inside — and he wasn’t even all the way in yet!
One of Inosuke’s callus-roughened hands palms and squeezes at her ass as he pushes his length all the way to the hilt inside her, and then he rears a hand back and sends it crashing down across her asscheeks. A high pitch squeal is muffled by Zenitsu’s cock, and he moans shakily as the vibrations travel up his sensitive flesh. 
“F-Fuck — fuck, yes!” he grunts, the speed of his thrusts quickening as he approaches orgasm, and the sight below him of his two boyfriends and his girlfriend all roiling together in a moaning, fucking mess gets to him. He withdraws from her mouth and fists his spit-slicked cock feverishly, his cheeks burning with exertion as he lowly rambles, “Gonna cum — oh fuck, oh gods, oh fuck! So good, so hot — baby!” 
You close your eyes and open your mouth just in time for three shots of cum to land inside while the rest splatters across your face, dripping down your foreheads and cheeks like hot, thick rain. A hot tongue licks up a line of Zenitsu’s trickling cum from your face before a hand turns your face into a searing open-mouthed kiss that makes the ever-present knot in your tummy tighten that much more, and gentle thumbs wipe away the cum on your eyelids so you can open your eyes again. You lay your eyes on Inosuke, who currently has his tongue in your mouth, and your tongues toy around with Zenitsu’s cum while the blond drops to his knees and nips at a moaninn Tanjiro’s jawline, the man you were riding gripping Zenitsu’s chin and turning him to face him before kissing him as well. Your body, Inosuke’s, and Tanjiro’s still roll together heatedly, with Zenitsu’s quick fingers pinching and scratching at whatever sensitive spots they could reach. 
As you and Inosuke both swallow down an even share of the cum you’d caught in your mouth, Zenitsu breaks apart from Tanjiro so he can kiss you, his mouth and cheeks hot from the excitement the four of you were sharing. Inosuke and Tanjiro both lean over you so they can kiss as well, and you whine into your kiss with Zenitsu as the two men still buried inside you pick up the pace. 
You wail into Zenitsu’s mouth, faintly thinking about pouting as he kisses you harder, then screech as Inosuke and Tanjiro’s formerly opposing thrusts get so messy that they sync up. You scream and moan into Zenitsu’s mouth until you pull away by throwing your head back with a desperate cry, and he latches his mouth onto Inosuke’s neck and begins to suck at a sensitive spot there, making your beast of a man cry out for the first time rather than grunt and whisper out how good it felt. He shoots a hand back from where it had rested on your hip, and he closes it tightly around Zenitsu’s cock, jerking it hard despite how sensitive he knew the blond was. Zenitsu fell against his back with a cry, and Inosuke laughed breathily as his thrusts grew even sloppier than before. He could feel his balls drawing up, and he fought the urge to let his eyes cross, unlike Tanjiro who was more than willing to let his own roll back in his head as he came with a loud cry. 
The feeling of Tanjiro filling you up with cum and Inosuke continuing to fuck you with the stamina of  some rabid beast is what finally sets you off, and you cum with a strangled moan. Your noises, mixed with Tanjiro’s groans and Zenitsu’s high pitched cries, echo through the trees, startling some birds and no doubt sending other game running through the brush. Your pussy clenches around Tanjiro’s length, milking it of all the cum it could spare, and as he pulls out so he can watch the flood of his cum follow Inosuke lets out a hoarse roar and fills up your ass, the feeling of Tanjiro’s twitching dick sliding along the sensitive underside of his own through the thin layer of flesh between your ass and pussy being too much.
His orgasm also lets him lose control of his grip, which tightens exponentially around Zenitsu’s cock and triggers the blond’s second orgasm; he cries out as his hot cum splatters across all of your bodies before collapsing into the pile of limbs and teeth, tiredly allowing you to weakly nibble at his ear as you’re all ushered back to the area where you were supposed to be sleeping. 
It’s still late. The moon is still high and surrounded by stars. And the four of you still have quite the trek to make before you reach home. 
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𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟑 ; 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐱. 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © { 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 } 𝐛𝐲 𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐂. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.
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The Prettiest Girl in the World (Hashibira Inosuke x Reader)
Warnings: Fluff, reader flirts with Inosuke, takes place during the Entertainment District Arc. 
Synopsis: You talk to the strange little girl at the Ogimoto House, entranced by her beauty. 
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You helped around the Ogimoto House by tidying the living spaces, providing aid in the kitchens, and making sure that any and all trivial chores were done on time. Most days were spent in utter tedium, but you had friends in the House that traded gossip with you, broke bread with you, and made you laugh at the funniest and the most perverted jokes. One fine morning, someone told you that there was a girl who had been brought in the night before. Like most of the inhabitants of the house, you were curious, but not too intrigued. A few weeks ago, there had been another worker to aid you in the upkeep, but they weren’t anything special. This one, though…
The first time you saw her face, you could have worn that you were staring into the angelic, purebred features of the next oiran of Ogimoto House. Anyone else who saw her would easily agree. After all, her face was soft and untouched by hard work; her hair, while choppy and uneven, was a shade of inky midnight with a dash of blue; and those eyes of hers were wide and radiant with innocence. Some of the higher ranked members of the house even said that as long as the newcomer was able to keep up with chores and follow in the current oiran’s footsteps, perhaps she could be just as beautiful. 
Inoko was her name and you wanted to know her better. 
Over the next few days after her arrival, you tried desperately to share a few words with her. Often, you tried to approach her while waxing the floors or preparing the next meal, but she never spoke a word to you. At first, you were stunned and put off by her abrasive behavior. You just wanted to be friends, but why was she acting so cold? Even her mannerisms juxtaposed her gentle features: she would often shove past you as if she was always on the search for something or stomp just a little too loud whenever she was passing by. 
It wasn’t until one of the ladies told you that Inoko was likely mute or deaf—maybe even both. 
Well, that was just fine!
You could talk to Inoko, make her feel welcome, and she didn’t have to say a word if she didn’t want to! 
It’s just that all of the courtesans in the house were already great friends with each other and even the apprentices tended to stick together. You weren’t meant for the life of entertainment, and as a servant that barely registered on anyone’s radar, you didn’t have many people to talk to. Since Inoko was new and wasn’t very yielding to the rules of this place, she made a name for herself as someone who didn’t like to be bothered. Most would even say that she would rather be alone instead of ingratiating herself to her superiors. 
She was strange, but you could work with strange. 
You would greet her in the mornings, give her a few pieces of candy, and try to strike up a conversation. Sometimes, she would grunt in assent or express other sentiments with her eyes. Other times (and this was more often), she would gobble up the candy and then hurry out the room. Despite the lack of propriety, you found it hilarious, almost charming at how fast she tried to get herself out of situations. 
She really didn’t want to be here, did she?
“Hey, I’ll give you these sweets if you stay here for ten minutes, okay?” You held up a specially embroidered sachet that you had snatched from one of the courtesan-in-training’s rooms. Guilt never registered because you could have sworn that some of the girls here knew that you liked sweets and would purposely leave them unattended whenever they went about their business.
Inoko tried to swiftly grab one of the sachets, but you pulled back just as quickly. A few days ago, you tried pulling off this same trick, but her reflexes were fast. Today, it seemed like you were either in luck or Inoko was intrigued by what you had to say. Judging by the huff that emitted from her soft lips, you supposed it might have been a mixture of both. 
“No stealing!” You wagged a finger in front of her as you suppress a grin in satisfaction. There was just something enticing about making her annoyed because her eyes would twitch and she would mumble something under her breath, but you felt safe with her. There was this sense of safety that you couldn’t find with anyone else, and for that reason, you wanted to talk to her more. 
You pointed to a spot on the tatami mat next to you, hoping that your smile was inviting and that she wasn’t in a hurry to finish her chores. With the threat of losing candy, she sat down, albeit stiffly. The way she looked at you, you knew that she was thinking “Well, I’m sitting here, what now?”
“Okay, so did you hear about the oiran from Tokito House?”
And on and on you would ask questions or make observations about the goings on in the Entertainment District. Every once in a while, you would glance at her from the corner of your eye. You knew that you could be quite the blabbermouth, but she didn’t tire from your rambling. Instead, she affixed you with a curiosity that you could ascribe to a young child. It was likely that she didn’t understand what you were talking about, or maybe she didn’t care, but she stayed there. And listened. 
Some days you couldn’t find her, but if you did, she was usually running about her, ears to the wall as if listening for something. You were amused and you tried questioning her, but she just rolled her eyes or moved you to the side (gently, you noticed, at least compared to how she treated the other residents) and ran away again. 
She was perplexing.
And you told her so.
She grunted a little in response, her lips smacking against a candy that a western tourist had given you the night prior. He was a strange man, with his bright blond hair and green eyes, but he was kind and he treated one of the courtesans pretty well if her faint blush was anything to go by. 
“But I also think that you’re the prettiest girl in the world!” 
Abruptly, Inoko stopped chewing on her candy, eyes comically blown wide. Was this the first time someone had said that to her? All the ladies in the house always complimented her on her apparent beauty… Regardless, you felt both bashful and overjoyed that you were the cause of her speechlessness (even if she never spoke in the first place). 
“That’s right, Inoko! Truly the most beautiful, gorgeous, cute—” Without even thinking about it, you brushed back a lock of her hair (so soft and so luscious!) behind her hair. “—and did I mention—”
Before you could say another word, Inoko snatched the rest of your candies (leaving only one for you) and bounded out of the room and into the hall. That was more than fine by you.
You already somewhat knew that was going to be her reaction.
What you didn’t account for, however, was the bright red blush that decorated her cheeks. 
Oh, you couldn’t help but think, she didn’t expect such compliments. You were going to have such a field day with this. 
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equizona · 1 year
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Hello! Its me again I hope you don't mind me making a request Again, basically some headcanon of what kamaboko squad(zenitsu, tanjiro and inosuke)and genya, are like with a reader who is very chatty and enthusiastic but then becomes quieter and sad when someone (maybe another hunter of demons) tells them that they are a nuisance and that they should learn to shut up, and at some point the reader tells them about this and asks if it really bothers them that I talk so much, thanks in advance.
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⤷ YOU'RE LOVELY
kamaboko squad + genya || demon slayer
gender-neutral reader
masterlist, navigation
ofc! send in as many requests as you want as long as my requests are open, haha
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⤷ KAMADO TANJIROU
He can immediately the depressed and insecure hint clinging to you, and he is very worried. He tries to cheer you up at first and only gets more worried when it doesn't appear to be working.
When you tell him what is bothering you, he is quick to assure you that he loves listening to you talk. He loves your energy, and your enthusiasm is a very nice contrast to his job. He'll tell you that as long as you're happy, you shouldn't listen to what anyone else says, even if it had been him.
⤷ AGATSUMA ZENITSU
He can also tell something is wrong right off the bat, and he doesn't like the change your sound has made, it bothers him immensely. Tries to subtly inquire about what's wrong, when that doesn't work he's likely to just ask straight up what happened.
When you tell him what happened, he's more relived than anything. He thought you were upset with him! That maybe he had done something wrong. He is quick to tell you that you're one of the only sounds he likes listening to, he doesn't want you to change at all!
⤷ HASHIBIRA INOSUKE
He more feels that something is wrong rather than noticing. He doesn't know why you're acting weirdly, he thinks you got hurt at first and tries taking you to Kochou, and doesn't understand when you insist that you're not injured.
He doesn't understand when you tell him what upset you. Why the Hell does you care what some weak, pesty guy has to say to you? He outright tells you that's stupid and that you should go beat that guy up. Though, in his own way of comfort, he offers to do it for you.
⤷ SHINAZUGAWA GENYA
He might not be the best at telling when people are upset, but he catches on rather fast that something is bothering you, which just makes him even more worried. He thinks it's better to be upfront about things so he'll ask you outright if something happened.
He does his best to comfort and assure you that you loves listening to you talk, and that he loves your enthusiasm and energy. He has plenty of insecurities himself, so he takes you to do something fun in hopes of making you feel better.
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kaigarax · 10 months
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A Million Ways
Hashibira Inosuke x Reader
Quote: “Fall in love with someone that understands you without words.”
Simpleton.
Clueless.
Country bumpkin.
Those were the names Inoskue constantly heard while growing up. Rude names they called him but they never really seemed to bother the boy. Sure, he may not have known the meanings of the names but it was never words that cut deep. It was the harsh looks in their eyes and the cold motions as they turned their backs on him.
It constantly sent him into a rage.
Sure, he was different but sometimes it just felt as though no one would ever be able to understand him. That he would forever be unable to connect to others. That he would always be different.
And he tried to not let it bother him.
And it didn’t when he didn’t think about it.
So, Inosuke did things to distract himself. Like becoming a demon slayer.
Not just did it give him a chance to expand his physical prowess and meet individuals much stronger than him but it gave him something to think about. Or rather, it gave him a reason to not think about something.
Of course, one could not always be fighting enemies.
Bodies needed time to rest and recuperate. They needed moments where they could be still and rebuild themselves. Insouke knew that better than anyone else. His own connection with his body allowed him to know his limits. Not to say that he would clearly pass those limits when he wanted to. What was the use of there being such a phrase if one were never to live with those indulgences?
Today though, Inosuke thinks that he might rest.
Close his eyes and feel the breeze sneak in through the window. Maybe listen to that strange melody that’s coming through the open door.
It’s almost pleasant.
You’re the one playing the piano.
The others talk about how skilled you are. Tanjuro gushes and Zinetsu sighs dreamily. The others seem to gather around to listen to you when you play and Insouke isn’t all too sure why. Why would anyone want to listen to such artificial sounds when he they could just head out into the forest and hear the rushing of water and birds singing?
Their songs are much different than yours.
Not tainted with such sadness and confusion.
So different from anything he was used to while growing up.
Now, Insouke isn’t the best when it comes to emotions but he does know that the feeling your music creates isn’t something that people should be feeling all the time. It isn’t pleasant. It makes him feel as though everything is wrong. That there’s nothing else that he can do.
But more than anything, he can feel how lonely you are when you play.
And it reminds him of his own loneliness.
That same loneliness that he’s constantly trying to forget.
A bunny happens to hop past his window at that moment, catching his attention. It’s white and fluffy with a small tail.
Inosuke’s nose twitches playfully.
And then he’s up and atom. His blankets left sprawled across the ground as he jumped up onto the windowsill. Tanjuro, who happens to be sleeping beside him, stirs briefly but doesn't wake up. The bunny, on the other hand, has clearly spotted the quick movements of Inosuke as it scurries away.
Insouke is quick to follow after it. Jumping out the open window and out into the open field.
The bunny ducks under a bush, where it must assume it is safe.
But the great Insouke will not be defeated so easily! As if a measly bush could stop him! He jumps into the bush after the bunny, plummeting flat onto his stomach with a loud thump.
The foolish bunny stares at him briefly, with fear in its eyes at Insouke’s sudden movements.
Of course it would be terrified of him!
He is great after all!
He makes a swat at it but the bunny is much quicker than he anticipated. It manages to just barely slip though his fingertips as it exits on the other side of the bush. Any normal person would have let the bunny go and called it a day. But not Inosuke! Afterall, he’s no quitter. No one gives up that easily.
Instead, he’s on all fours, chasing after the rabbit through the bushes.
There’s a large indent that follows him through the bushes, clearly showing where he has and will likely be. Not that he cares, after all this was made personal when that bunny hopped up to his window in the first place.
Inosuke is a hunter and he will not be beaten by mere prey.
The bunny jolts forward before quickly making a turn to the left.
It has clearly underestimated Inosuke though as the boy on all fours snaps to the side.
It’s quite a sight to behold.
The bunny makes another turn, heading back towards the house.
The fool!
Inosuke crashes after it with haste, quickly catching up.
10 meters.
5 meters.
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And then, when it’s cornered and there’s seemingly no place for it to run it jumps at incredible hights and into an open window.
Insouke, of course, makes his own incredible jump into the room but crashes head first into you!
There’s a tumble and grunt from you as the keys of the piano crash and play a dreadfully out of tune melody. It’s horrible and Inosuke can see you visibly wince. He, on the other hand, is not at all affected by the cacophony of sound. He’d puff his chest out but he’s currently tangled up with you on the ground while the bunny sits peacefully atop the keys of the piano, a smug look on its face.
Insokue growls.
You look up at the boar head wearing boy with a strange look.
He dramatically whips his head towards the bunny.
Your eyes light up in amusement.
Inosuke jumps up, pushing you further into the ground as he lunges towards the bunny. The bunny makes a quick escape, jumping off the piano and through the door leaving Inosuke and you behind.
Inosuke, not wanting to be bested, chases after it, leaving you alone.
He briefly wonders if the piano is broken but doesn't think about it for too long as he runs past a trio of individuals.
He thinks he hears you shit an apology as you pass them, chasing after him. But he doesn't look back. He has a bunny to catch, afterall.
The hallways seem to twist and turn more than before. A maze that only he knows how to navigate. Of course, Inosuke can’t leave the bunny alone now. Not with all those open windows and people heading in and out. His high speed chase would be all for naught if this bunny manages to escape him. And the travesty that would follow if word ever got out that he was bested by a cute white little bunny!
His pride would never be able to recover.
How could he ever call himself a demon slayer if he couldn’t catch one little rabbit?
This is the moment of truth.
Inosuke is inches away from the bunny when you come barreling into him. You come at him from the side and send him tumbling into another room while the bunny is free to escape into the wild.
His anger flares.
How dare you!
When he was inches away!
He pushes you to the side and attempts to stomp away but you’re quick to grab him. Inosuke’s surprised at how strong you are. He obviously knew that you were strong enough to take out a demon but he didn’t think that you’d be strong enough to force him to sit down.
It’s annoying.
And exciting.
He wants to push you down to show he’s clearly much stronger but you quickly let go of him. Instead you press a finger to your lips and hush him silently. You point to the window, and staring at the two of you is that cheeky little bunny. Its puffy white tail seems to shake back and forth in a mocking manner.
Inosuke lunges towards it but you force him back into his chair.
He raises a brow.
You reach into your pocket and pull out an orange shaped fruit.
A carrot, maybe?
Inosuke isn’t too sure. The only thing he’s certain of is that it's food.
Why would you be handing him food right now? He’s not hungry right now. Are you hungry? Are you trying to share your food with him? Is it time to eat or something?
Why in the world are you still holding the carrot!
You hold a hand up as Insouke reaches out for the carrot.
You move both your hands down as if to say ‘slow down’.
Then slowly, you move towards the window. Slowly. Every, so very slowly. The bunny doesn't seem to see you as a threat. Ha! What a foolish creature! But you seem to be just foolish as you don’t lunge towards the bunny when you get close enough. Instead you continue creeping towards it until you’re a smidget away. You hold the carrot in your hand out to the bunny. It sniffs it cautiously before taking a nibble. Its eyes seem to light up as you give it the treat. What a fool you are!
But then… the bunny doesn't move as you slowly scoop it up.
It seems quite content as you carry it towards Inosuke with a smile on your face.
And boy is he ever shocked.
Perhaps you aren’t as fragile as you seem.
You hold the bunny with one hand and use the other to reach into your pocket. You pull out another bright orange carrot. The bunny notices it with a twitch of its nose and is watching you curiously as you gesture for Insouke to come towards you. You move your hand down again signaling for him to slow down.
He supposes that if you managed to get this fat then perhaps you aren’t wrong about this.
You flatten his hands before placing the carrot on it. Then you bring your own hands towards Insouke’s. The bunny stands curiously in your hands, smelling the carrot in Insouke’s before slowly reaching out. It eyes Insouke, clearly not trusting him as easily as it trusted you. Not that you can blame it, after Insouke chased it around the house. Of course, as soon as the bunny starts nibbling, as Insouke knew it would, you gently shove it onto his hands.
Haha!
He is great!
He knew that he would be able to catch a bunny as little as this one! No creature has escaped him before! The bunny doesn't seem all too happy in his hands but settles as it munches on the carrot.
You manage to stifle a giggle as you watch Inosuke and the bunny.
At first Insouke thinks you might be laughing at his expense but the softness in your eyes tells him otherwise.
You’ve always had kind eyes. Just like Tanjuro. You looked at the world as if everything was okay and that everything would get better. Which is why Inosuke was always so confused when he listened to you play music. How could someone so full of life and kindness also have so much loneliness and pain like him? It’s unfair and makes Inosuke want to fight the world for you. No, he will fight the world for you.
But for now, he’ll settle for holding a bunny.
It’s weird. He strangely… doesn't feel as lonely when he’s with you.
Perhaps it's because you know what he’s gone through?
No. That isn’t it.
You seem to notice the change in his expression as you hold your hands out to the bunny and offer Inosuke a smile. His heart warms.
The bunny is quick to leave Insouke’s hands and jump into yours.
Inosuke wonders if this is the last time he’ll see the bunny ever again?
You shrug as you turn back towards the window.
You place your hands near the ground on the other side of the window as the two of you watch the bunny jump away. Insouke smiles back at you, feeling a warm feeling begin to bubble up in his stomach.
Fall in love with someone that understands you without words.
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peachyshojo · 2 years
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white linens
hashibira inosuke x reader
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It was a calmer than usual afternoon at the Butterfly Estate. I’ve been here a little over a month now and am beginning to get comfortable with the environment and work ethic. Shinobu has been a very patient mentor as I explore new techniques in healing and medicine. I’ve been busy with aiding the nearby community with an influenza outbreak. People are now remembering my name and I receive thank you notes frequently from patients I would visit on the rounds. Within the confines of the Estate I’ve always been getting recognition for how quickly I’ve been able to pick up a heavy work load. Aoi and I have became especially close with us sharing living quarters. We were hanging freshly washed linens on the clothes line when all of a sudden we hear a commotion approaching the property of the Estate. A hoard of nurses in white chaotically ran through the main entrance with multiple occupied stretchers. Shinobu, at the tail end of the disturbance, catches my eye, “Y/N, Aoi, report to the ICU immediately.”, she gasped out. With that the linens were left in heaps on the grass.
“These slayers just nearly survived an attack mission against one of Twelve Kizuki. All three are in critical condition, but are expected to survive upon first responder inspection.” Shinobu stated clearly while flipping through some papers and organizing them into files. “Aoi, you are assigned Zenitsu Agatsuma, he’s in room 203… good luck with that one he’s a bit on the emotional side.”, she trailed off as she handed off the patient’s file to Aoi. Shinobu glanced over to me and sighed out, “Now, Y/A, you are assigned the patient in 202, Inosuke Hashibira, I must warn you he is wild, but I trust that you can remain calm under pressure?”. I nodded, though slightly confused with her choice of wording… wild? With no more time to waste I take my file with me and hurry to the second floor infirmary.
Rounding the corner of the hall way I can hear a ruckus coming from… my assigned room. Of course, I thought. The clang of medical supplies being thrown about and the meek pleas of two medic assistances had me rolling my eyes as I slip on my white haori scrubs. As I enter the room, my face nearly misses a chamber pot that was barreling towards my head. “What in the world is going on in here!?” I exclaimed while surveying the room. My eyes are immediately drawn to the huddled mess of two medic assistances hiding under a surgery tarp in the far left corner of the room. Than the room’s most commanding figures caught my eye. He stood atop his disheveled hospital bed with blood dripping down his toned hairy legs on to the white sheets. Following the trail of blood I see a fur pelt that looked as if it was ripped off a fresh beast just mer hours ago. The blood continued upwards and saturated his firm torso, leading directly to a gushing wound situated on the left side of his rib cage. Without another thought I lunge got his thick bicep with a gasp, “You need to lay down you’re loosing so much blood! Please medic, get up and grab some gauze and begin applying pressure! And-“. “LET GO OF ME YOU DUMB WOMAN, I’M THE KING OF THE MOUNTAINS, AND I MUST GET BACK TO THE FIGHT!”, the patients exclaimed as massive hand began to bruise my wrist. I winch but shoot up a fiery glare, “I don’t care who you are, but I know what you will be, DEAD if you don’t lay down NOW!” I demanded. With that I finally caught a glance at his face. These gorgeous jade eyes that were at first erratic and feral looked almost startled into submission. He lowered into a knee, while keeping close eye contact with me until finally succumbing to unconsciousness.
A/N: lemme know what y’all think I haven’t written and posted a fanfic in years lol
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vampcubus · 1 year
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𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐇𝐂𝐒
a/n: i've been fussing over these for weeks just take 'em ;-;
:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : inosuke, tanjiro, zenitsu, kyojuro, and tengen + wives.
:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : sfw, references to marriage and children.
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𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀
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— Inosuke is not used to sleeping with other people, and you can tell he’s never been cuddled either. He tenses up and wriggles away the first time you attempt to spoon him in your sleep.
“You really don’t want to cuddle, Inosuke?” you sighed dejectedly.
“Why would I?!” 
You make a sad face and shuffle back to your own bedroll. With Inosuke’s usual total disregard for personal space, you’d thought he wouldn’t mind if you swooped in for a cuddle. He’s very much like a cat in that regard, he only wanted to be touched on his terms.
There’s a moment of silence before you hear grumbling and shuffling, and the next thing you know he’s pressed to your side, the fur of his mask tickling your chin as he tucks his “face” into the crook of your neck.
— Refuses to sleep any other way after that.
— He’ll act betrayed when you take naps without him when he’s readily available. “You took a nap without me?!” his heart is shattered, how could you?
— God forbid one or both of you are injured and get put in separate rooms because as soon as he wakes, he’s sneaking out to crawl into your bed with you. No amount of scolding from you or Shinobu is gonna keep him away for long.
— Tends to spoon you subconsciously, either slipping a leg between yours or wrapping it around you n holding onto you like a backpack. 
— He moves around a lot in his sleep, so prepare to wake up with a foot in your face or from getting kicked. Especially if he’s having particularly engaging dreams, you may or may not be mistaken for some all-powerful beast for Inosuke to conquer in dreamland.
— Inosuke is so god damn hyper in the morning and it can be a lot, especially since he wants you to be up too so you can start a new day together. It’s hard to keep up with his enthusiasm, and sometimes you just turn over and cover your ears with a pillow to drown him out. Most times that'll get your blankets yoinked, and you’ll be beaten to death (not really) with that same pillow.
“HEY DON’T IGNORE ME! WAKE UP!”
— Though sometimes he can be soft. You’ll wake up to a strange weight on your tummy and find him sitting there, staring at you like a cat waiting for its owner to wake up. And sometimes he’ll just lay back down, covering you with his body and nuzzling his face into your neck. And if you lift a heavy hand to play idly with his hair, he might just fall back asleep again.
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𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎
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— A cuddle bug that wants nothing more than to snuggle up on the futon with you after a long night of demon slaying.
— He’s the type to scoot closer if you move away in your sleep since he will wake up if he doesn’t feel you there anymore.
— Please spoon him. You will not regret it for a moment. He runs warm and is the perfect size for cuddling! Tan sighs so happily when you pull him against you, tucking his head right beneath your chin. Your comforting scent and firm embrace lull him right to sleep.
— Alternatively, he wakes up if he smells your distress, so you’ll never be alone if you have a nightmare. You don’t have to tell him what it was about, but he does insist on staying up with you to comfort you. Even when he’s struggling to keep his eyes open, he’ll pet your head and just talk to you until you’ve calmed down enough to doze off again.
— His duties as the Sun Hashira often keep him away for long periods, and he definitely misses your presence at his side when he stops to rest. It’s simply not the same without the weight of your arm strewn over his waist or the soft sounds of your breathing. He’ll even miss your snoring. That’s why he's always eager to return, all of his worries disintegrating as you gather him in your arms and murmur sweet things to him until he nods off.
— In the summer months, he’ll understand if you don’t want to cuddle, but he’ll want to at least hold your hand. 
— Settling down for the night together is a cherished ritual and he wants to be a part of it. Whether it’s taking pins or accessories out of your hair, or putting it into a protective style for sleeping, he wants to help out. He’s also damn good at giving massages and head rubs, so never be afraid to ask if you need a little more help winding down. That man lives to dote on you.
— Tanjiro rarely has the heart to wake you up early, but he makes you breakfast and leaves notes around your home if he’s gotta run somewhere. He melts into a puddle if he finds you making breakfast early in the morning, domesticity really does it for him.
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— You’ve married a cryptid. I'm so sorry.
— Zenitsu sleepwalks as I’m sure you can imagine. You’ll wake up to him out of bed, standing ominously in the middle of the room.
“Zenitsu honey, come back to bed,” you’d murmur tiredly after the initial shock wears off. Even asleep he bends to your will, crawling back onto the futon to sidle up against you once more. 
— Other times you’ll hear noises coming from the kitchen and find him making a whole meal in his goddamn sleep. Which is quite adorable, but also dangerous like pls you’re going to hurt yourself.
— The times he’s not wandering about, he’s snuggled up to you as close as he can get, face buried in your chest or neck, arms and legs wrapped around you.
— He snores if he’s on his back but it’s soft enough to sleep through.
— Giggles in his sleep if he’s having a good dream (he always says all the best ones are of you ❤︎)
— Zenitsu tends to sleep sprawled out on top of you. Oftentimes he returns from a long day of demon slaying, crawls right on top of you, and crashes for several hours. 
— He’s your weighted blanket <333
— Zenitsu never wants either of you to leave the bed in the mornings. He’ll cling, whine, and plead for “five more minutes.” (but it’s always much longer than that) 
— Sometimes you can coax him to release the death grip around your waist with promises of his favorite breakfast or endless kisses, other times you’ll just have to cope with being late to places.
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— Deep sleeper!! with you anyways. As soon as he’s out, very little will wake him.
— Kyo’s definitely a cuddler! And the best suited for it too since he radiates heat like a furnace. It’s stifling during the summer months, but he truly can’t bear to be parted from you. Sleeping light or nude would be best, not like you’ll have to worry about getting cold when your husband is a literal space heater. 
— He’s an absolute dream during the colder months, and you know he takes full advantage of the weather as an excuse to snuggle every second of the day.
— Mumbles in his sleep every now and then. It’s usually gibberish or a breathy chuckle, but sometimes you can discern whispers of “tasty” and bits and pieces of your name.
— Kyojuro becomes reliant on your presence to sleep over time. It happened so slowly he didn’t realize his dependency until he found himself lying wide awake and restless out in the field. 
— He swore he could fall asleep anywhere before he met you but now… now he needs the sound of your soft snores next to his ear. He needs the feeling of your warm body against his. How was he supposed to sleep without someone there to hog the blanket? or crawl on top of him in the middle of the night when close just wasn’t close enough?
— Worst of all, you aren’t there to pet his hair and whisper sweet nothings to him as he wakes up — it’s those moments he wouldn’t trade for the world. You always treat him with such care, allowing yourself to be held hostage in bed until he also awoke, even when his profession meant his rest stretched on into the afternoon hours.
“The Flame Hashira lives!” you’d sing playfully as he blinks the film of sleep from his eyes, staring up at you with nothing but love and adoration. You’d lean down to kiss his lonely forehead, but not before purring your eagerly awaited utterance of “Good morning, baby.”
His eyes flutter closed as your lips brush over his forehead, grinning so widely his cheeks dimple.
“G’morning, darling flame,” he’d rasp in that rumbly morning voice that makes your cheeks feel warm. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”
— Kyojuro tends to nod off while he’s got his head resting on your lap during dates, especially if you start playing with his hair. He wakes up later to find you’ve also drifted off while sitting up, slumped forward just slightly. Your hair frames your face, the late afternoon sun casting an ethereal glow onto you.
— Napping together is quite a regular occurrence, especially when your duties tend to keep you up during the evening hours. If you’re a slayer too, your sleep schedules match up rather nicely, meaning you’ll be frequently found in a tangle of limbs somewhere.
— If you have children, you’ll often find them knocked out cold with their father. (he’s the type to fall asleep with a baby on his chest) it’s the kind of scene that puts tears in your eyes and makes you sink to your knees. It’s all too tempting to join the cuddle pile with your husband and children.
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— Tengen snores, but not as loud as Suma. The two of them are making harmonies while Makio and Hinatsuru hardly make any noise at all. Though the three of you can all agree you wouldn’t be able to sleep without the sound of your lovers’ snoring after a while.
— They all say goodnight to one another which is very adorable.
“Goodnight Suma.” “Goodnight Hina.” “Goodnight Makio.” “Goodnight Lord Tengen!!” “Goodnight Y/nnnnn~”
It’s back and forth until everyone is accounted for 
— You five sleep in a tangle of limbs, but it’s the coziest cuddle pile you’ll ever sleep in. Tengen’s been married long enough not to be disturbed by shuffling or moving around since sleeping with various other people requires occasional readjusting no matter how you romanticize it.
— Suma usually demands a spot at your side so she can wrap herself around you like a koala. She does drool, but she usually looks so damned cute doing it that you don’t have the heart to move her away from your shoulder. She’s always whispering to you as everyone settles down for bed, and Makio often scolds her for giggling and keeping the others awake. 
— Prepare for those two to bicker over you, oftentimes literally. They’ll hiss and argue whilst they have their arms full of you.
— Hinatsuru sings you lullabies when you just can’t seem to sleep and plays with your hair. Her fingers scratch lovingly over your scalp, smiling as your eyelids droop further under her gentle affections and ethereal voice. You always wake up with a mouthful of her hair, but it’s so worth it.
— Makio gives excellent head rubs when you have a headache, and although she may pretend that you’re a nuisance, you can tell she enjoys taking care of her partners. She’s a big spoon and likes to hold your hand while she sleeps, blushing furiously when you raise her knuckles to your lips.
— Tengen rarely manages to snag you from his wives’ clutches for a spot at your side, but when he does he wraps his entire body around you and nearly smothers you with his heat. He cutely holds things while he sleeps so expect to wake up in a headlock. And if you’re in his clutches when he goes to roll over, you’re getting rolled over as well. It’s a bit disorienting, but he soothes you with an apologetic kiss on your temple if he wakes you.
— Tengen thinks it’s endearing that you try to hold him just like he holds everyone else, even with him being so big. You don’t seem to mind his size, wrapping yourself around him like a backpack and tucking his head under your chin.
— Mornings consist of detangling and lots and lots of kisses!
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wisteriaw0rld · 10 months
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-ˋˏ ༻…oops…༺ ˎˊ- kny x reader
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||synopsis: You’re caught completely off guard when ____ calls you by a pet name/compliments you. Most people wouldn’t get caught off guard by this, but the two of you aren’t even in a relationship yet. It just slipped out of their mouth. ➳ (before the confession scenario) 
||characters: Kamado Tanjiro, Agatsuma Zenitsu, Hashibira Inosuke, Shinazugawa Genya, Tokito Muichiro (separate), (gn! reader), (fluff), (headcanons + oneshot) <3
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“kiss me hard before you go, summertime sadness.” -Lana Del Rey
˚ʚkamado tanjiroɞ˚
♡He’s in love with you, and as his first priority is being a demon slayer to turn Nezuko back into a human, he does the best he could to hide the feelings and/or ignore them.
♡Of course he wants to be with you after this is all over. Actually, he wants to get with you as fast as he could. (But priorities first! …right?)
♡At first, he was embarrassed when he called you, not by your name. Although all that previous embarrassment was quick to wash away after he saw your reaction. Now he just has to hope he doesn’t fall for you even harder.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ 
You hummed silently to yourself while on the very top of the ladder, hanging up colorful decorations all of the butterfly mansion. With the idea from Aoi and Kanao, everyone was decorating the estate as a surprise for Shinobu. It was your job to hang decorations, Aoi to bake, and Kanao to pass out invitations to the Hashira’s.
“Y/n! Be careful!” Tanjiro who had been below you was holding onto the wobbling ladder you were standing on. He had helped you already hang up banners in half the estate. Now there was only the other half to go. And despite you being the one on the top of the latter, Tanjiro seemed to be way more anxious at you being up there.
Your body stretched forward in an attempt to hook up the end of the lavender banner to the other side of the wall. Without realizing, you began to wobble in the slightest, stressing out Tanjiro in fear of you falling.
“Dear, be careful!” You quickly paused your actions. Thankfully, you had already hooked up the end of the banner. You felt your face get hot as you looked down at Tanjiro, checking to see if he had coincidentally called someone else dear. But he had been staring right at you. 
At first, he seemed confused on why you became to flustered out of no where. Until he realized what he said. His own face turned a dark red as he tried to explain himself. But he only became a stuttering mess.
Taisho Secret!: After what happened you tripped off of the ladder in embarrassment and Tanjiro had to catch you, making him blush more.
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˚ʚagatsuma zenitsuɞ˚
♡Let’s be completely honest, he’s head over heels in love with you and not afraid to show it. He calls you pet names all the time. He calls you his love, future lover, and his soulmate. 
♡Sure the first time he called you a cute name and complimented you, you blushed profusely. But eventually, you got used to the pet names.
♡Zenitsu, for one, will never forget the day you got flustered from him calling you a pet name. As for you, you tried your best to forget it at how embarrassing the whole scenario had been.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ 
You laid on the soft futon on the floor, zenitsu’s futon being right beside yours as tanjiro’s was on Zenitsu’s side, Inosuke being on the other end. You had a long night and were mostly just happy you made friends and wouldn’t be alone on your journey as a demon slayer.
However one thing that had made your day seem extra slow and long was one of the boys you met. Zenitsu. He was adorable but he was relentless in trying to get you to be his spouse.
Your back had been facing zenitsu as you were trying to finally get some sleep. That was until zenitsu snapped you out of your thoughts by poking your back repeatedly. With a small sigh you turned the other way to face Zenitsu.
As every other time you saw him, he had tears in his eyes. “What happened, Zenitsu?” You asked, your eyes half lidded as you just wanted sleep. It took everything in you to not pass out in the middle of your conversation with him.
That conversation had mostly just been him talking to you. But you couldn’t pay attention to a single thing you said. “Love? Are you okay?” Your eyes suddenly widened as you felt yourself blush. 
“AWW! YOU’RE BLUSHING!”
“Zenitsu, Go to sleep!” Tanjiro yelled, throwing a pillow right at the boys head as Inosuke began laughing loudly.
Taisho Secret!: Zenitsu teased you about your flustered state for weeks and wouldn’t drop the topic. He believed even more that you two were meant for each other.
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˚ʚhashibira inosukeɞ˚
♡In a situation like this with him, your most definitely not going to be the embarrassed one, even if it is you that received the compliment.
♡Inosuke has pride. A lot of pride. So the moment he ‘accidentally’ compliments you, his face is secretly burning a bright red. Thankfully his boat mask had been there to cover for him.
♡Getting a compliment from inosuke doesn’t happen very often. Especially when the two of you aren’t even in a relationship together. So you better cherish the moment while you can.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ 
Inosuke calling you strong was just about the only compliment you received from him. And sometimes, it didn’t even seem like a compliment with the way he sounds so sarcastic and whenever he says it. And he also always brings up his own strength in the ‘compliment’ calling himself stronger than you.
And from Inosuke, you never would have expected to get a non-sarcastic compliment. Especially when it comes to your looks. 
You, Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and him all planned on going to a small festival nearby just for the fun of it. And for a break from slaying demons. And as the only thing you wear every day now being the demon slayer uniform, you didn’t think it would hurt to dress up a little.
Being out of the corps uniform felt comforting in a way. Despite still having to bring your katana just in case, it felt nice to feel like a normal person your age.
You walked outside, seeing only inosuke outside, dressed up and out of the usual pants he would wear. But the boar mask remained. You stood beside the boy, waiting for the other two to come. 
“You look pretty..” You heard a Mutter from inosuke, making you shocked. You turned over to the boy with a questioning look on your face.
“Did you-“
“No!” He yelled quickly, crossing his arms. A small blush dusted your cheeks as you moved your arms over to his boar mask to take it off. The moment you did, you noticed his red face making yourself turn red as well.
Taisho Secret!: When Inosuke told you that you looked pretty, Tanjiro heard and brought it up to you during the festival making your face turn pink. Inosuke saw and felt a little jealous but he’ll never admit that.
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˚ʚshinazugawa genyaɞ˚
♡He spoke without thinking. And the very moment it slipped out of his mouth, it took no time for him to turn the darkest shade or red. 
♡You immediately turned a light red but the moment Genya began apologizing for calling you that and assumingely making you uncomfortable, you felt really bad.
♡100% had to assure him multiple times that it was completely fine and you didn’t mine one bit. He stopped apologizing but he was stiff as a board the entire day as he couldn’t shake off what had happened.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ 
You and Genya had both chosen to visit a small lake that day. The two of you were simply in the water, splashing each other and staying afloat.
While not paying attention, you didn’t realize Genya staring at you with a small smile on his face. The moment you saw, your head tilted to the side. You eventually waved your hands in his face to break him out of his small trance.
Although even that didn’t really seem to work.
“Genya?” You asked before moving your hand back to your side.
“You’re so lovely.”
He paused. You paused. His face slowly turned a dark red and so did you. He was quick to put his hands up in defense.
“I’M SORRY!-“
“NO GENYA, DON’T WORRY-“
Taisho Secret!: Genya was ashamed thinking he may have upset you. So when the little lake day ended, he felt super guilty, thinking he made things awkward. Sanemi soon got worried at his brothers embarrassed state but Genya refused to say what was wrong.
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˚ʚtokito muichiroɞ˚
♡Poor Muichiro has horrible memory and everyone knows that. In some cases, having horrible memory can be a good thing, and in other cases, it’s really bad. For obvious reasons, it’s mostly bad.
♡But when this happened, Muichiro had a win win situation. Muichiro cares deeply about you and out of all the Hashira’s, he only ever hangs out with you. For that reason your company means a lot to him, even if neither of you knew it.
♡Mitsuri and Tengen had also both informed Muichiro about his feelings for you. So when he found out he was in love with you, he sort of forgot that he wasn’t dating you. More so with the way you’re both always clingy to each other.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ ˚ 
You walked around the main garden with nothing else to do. Muichiro was practically clinging onto your arm as he too had nothing else to do. Honestly, unexpected visits from him had gotten normal so you never payed much attention to it.
After a while of walking around, you took a small seat on the grass, Muichiro soon after sat right next to you, a blank expression on his face as he put his head on your shoulder.
It was something he always did. It took a while of getting used to it as your face would always flush at first. Now it had been comforting.
“Love, what are you doing tomorrow?” Muichiro asked, gazing up at the sky as his head was still placed on your shoulder.
“I-“ Right when you about to answer, you paused. Your face slowly began turning a light shade of red as you stiffened. Muichiro felt it, soon after bringing his head off your shoulder. He gave you a small head tilt, amused at your reaction.
“Mui..?” You asked, waiting to see if he even realized what he said. With the amused expression, you were sure he did. “You called me-“
“Are we not dating?” His amused expression faltered as he gave you a more genuinely confused one. You blushed more, not sure at what to say.
Taisho Secret!: Since Muichiro never got a direct answer from you, he spent and entire month thinking the two of you were dating and so Mitsuri had to later explain he hadn’t asked you out yet. Maybe that’s why you got so embarrassed when Muichiro told Zenitsu the two of you were dating.
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tothemeadow · 1 year
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Is there anyway you could do a fic with pegging inosuke from Demon Slayer? I've read the one with Tanjiro but I cant seem to find any sub Inosuke fics.
alright, so this is a bit different from how I usually write, but I hope this is still enjoyable!
'breathtaking beauty' / Inosuke x Reader
warnings: NSFW, dominant reader
words: 1,404
notes: aged-up character, imperial AU, concubine Inosuke, no pronouns used but female terminology used, like, once
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The ways of a woman are soft, gentle. A tender touch here, whispers of a flowery nothing, delicate skin flushed and supple. It’s all so delightfully pure, beautifully charismatic. How could one not be persuaded by such luxury, to hold petite frames filled with curves?
To Inosuke, though, he’s far from the feminine charms.
His face carries such particular beauty: a shapely jaw, slender nose, doe eyes with impossibly long lashes. His lips are no different than a rose at full bloom. His hair is soft to the touch and smells of springtime. He’s gorgeous for every explainable reason, yet he lacks the luscious bosom and backside of his counterparts. He’s rather sturdy and chiseled with hard lines corded with muscle. It’d make more sense to model for those risqué novels held in the study – the ones tucked away from wandering eyes, the ones with drawings of men in the throes of passion.
Despite his impeccable looks, his behavior and speech are much to be desired. He’s often told to keep his pretty mouth shut. His deep voice doesn’t match his appearance, not in the slightest. It’s rather funny how his existence is a juxtaposition to itself.
You’re rather particular in the type of employees you take under your wing. The handmaidens and guards aren’t lacking in the attractive department; hell, even the horses in the stables are the most exquisite of the bunch. The concubines living on the estate are no different. Each lady is prettier than the last, the entirety of their numbers more akin to freshly plucked flowers than people bought off the streets or gifted from their fathers.
Naturally, a bigwig such as yourself only wants the best. The other noblemen and women living on the grounds hold no candle to your level of power and authority. No one can argue against you without being humiliated beyond belief; even when you pick up the sword, you are a force to be reckoned with. As the saying goes, the devil is in the details; on your long journey of climbing to the top, you tore others from their pedestals and kicked them while they were down.
Inosuke would be lying if he said he didn’t admire your ruthless ambition. Rather than being someone’s trophy wife or a senator’s arm candy, you chose your own fate. Now, as the governor of the state, you’re only a few steps below the great emperor himself. It’s impressive, to say the least.
It has nothing to do with you handpicking Inosuke off the streets. At the time, he was a bloodsucking leech, working for meager wages to keep the ratty clothes on his back and something hot in his stomach. Even covered in a thick layer of dirt and dust, he stood out from the other street rats; the other concubines even said his eyes were his finest point. Shining like brilliant emeralds, you caught them in the crowd and decided right then and there that you wanted them.
And so, only a couple months later, Inosuke has shed his former shell and lives in a life of luxury.
It beats having to fight others for scraps or doing backbreaking work on the docks. Frankly, Inosuke would rather cut his tongue out then lug another sack of rice. While it’s physically uncapable of carrying future generations (he side eyes a few pregnant concubines as he thinks this), Inosuke does possess certain qualities that makes him stand out from the rest.
He is your favorite, after all.
At first, Inosuke thought this blatant bias was all a show. You had countless people working beneath you, all stunning to the eye and willing to do anything, yet you chose him. Now, Inosuke isn’t the bashful type – hell no. He’ll proudly boast about his special ranking, declare how incredible he is. He’s the all-powerful Inosuke, after all! How dare the other servants and concubines compare themselves to him?
It’s not like he purposely throws his weight around to catch your attention. His big mouth does all the work for him, with or without a careful thought. You just happen to like putting him in his place, that’s all.
Inosuke simply won’t admit that he enjoys it.
You find his boisterous behavior annoying and unsightly. In front of visitors, he is to keep quiet and look pretty. His voice is too deep to sound natural if he raises the pitch or intentionally makes himself sound squeaky. He is to be a good concubine, to make others jealous of how you snatched such a delectable snack off the side of the road.
His high ranking comes with “special treatment.” Like the man-on-man smut novels in the study, you have other ones – more tasteful. (That’s how you describe it, anyway. Inosuke can’t read.) Your preference tends to lean the dominant direction, naturally. Apparently, the power outside the bedroom isn’t enough to make your ego inflate.
The red rope always looks so stunning compared to the fairness of Inosuke’s skin or the brilliance of his eyes. You always take your time, carefully threading each knot into their correct positions. It leaves Inosuke breathless. The blush on his face and the swelling of his cock gives him away long before he voices any pleasure.
He’s so pretty. Those petal lips gasp for breath, red and swollen from the searing kisses you press to them. He pants while your tabi-clad foot massages his cock, your toe catching on the underside of the head. He always makes a mess of himself, precum soaking his thighs and the floormats below. No problem, you tell him. It makes things more exciting.
Inosuke wonders what he did in a previous life to deserve such treatment. He feels safe cradled in your palm, never caring about the fact that you could crush him into fine dust if you truly wished for it. Your words remain soft while your palm is sharp against his skin. The concubine is supposed to be the one whispering such sweet words, yet it’s you who talks to him like you’re softly berating a child.
He’s completely powerless when you use your tongue on him. Whether it’s the wet heat of your mouth encasing his cock or that delicate muscle licking his hole, Inosuke reduces himself to a sweating, panting mess. He truly becomes the whore you took him in to be.
And when you bring out that fine wooden toy, he nearly cries in joy. Of course, you only bring it out when you’ve already made him cum numerous times; he’ll already be wet from your spit and the lavender oil, his cock a drooling mess between his milky thighs. The sight of you strapping the toy to yourself with the leather harness has long since ingrained itself into his brain.
You don’t seem to mind his lack of a pussy. You’re rather obscene with your gentle murmurs, actually. Sometimes, when you’re in the mood, you’ll refer to that tight ring of muscle as the female counterpart, call him your precious princess, and tell him you’ll stuff him so full of seed that he’ll bear a set of triplets. It’s so filthy, so degrading, but Inosuke lives for every second of it.
He’s a crying, shaking mess when you press the dildo into him, your hands tight on his lithe waist. While he doesn’t have a feminine body, he’s still beautiful. You tell him time again and again that he doesn’t need breasts or a weeping pussy to make you want him. It’s even more delightful when ragged moans and whimpers spill from his mouth, each sound piteous.
His walls clench hard around the intruding object, desperate to suck it in further. Gone are his arrogant words; eager pleas of more, more, please! echo in their stead. Inosuke doesn’t mind others listening to his whorish noises or the wet sounds of you fucking him thoroughly – and you don’t either.
Even when he cums for the nth time, you proceed to fuck him, not stopping until he’s a blubbering, slobbering mess. Somehow, Inosuke still retains his ethereal beauty when covered in cum, sweat, and snot. His blissed expression is more breathtaking when you ride him to completion, his body limp yet willing. You’ll coo as you kiss him, telling him how wonderful he is for you.
And yes, while he lacks a female’s undeniable charm, he holds his own for being a perfect little slut.
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noodlesfics · 1 year
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Demon Slayer characters when you kiss for the first time
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Tanjiro
He was very shy when starting the kiss, however, it seemed to flow very naturally between the two of you. Almost like you had been doing this for many years before. He made sure that he had his hands on either side of your face to make you as comfortable as possible. When you broke apart, he gave you a little peck on the nose and voiced his love for you whilst still holding your face.
Zenitsu
Blushing like crazy for the whole thing. Poor boy was a stuttering and blushing mess before, during and after you shared your first kiss. 9/10 chance that he almost faints when you break apart. It's become his new hobby that he likes to indulge in, however, he likes to make sure that each kiss he gives you is very special.
Inosuke
It was a bit awkward and sloppy due to him not having the slightest bit of knowledge on the subject. He kept asking you if he was doing it right and if he was winning, obviously making it a competition. With it being your first together, it was very sweet, enjoying the moment and being close with one another. After this, he has absolutely no sense of PDA and will just kiss you wherever and whenever.
Rengoku
It's very romantic and has you both feeling dizzy after. It was a slow kiss, one that allowed you to appreciate each other and sense each others emotions. He would have an arm around your waist and the other hand cradling your face as he gently kisses you. He knows he's a strong man and he's scared that he might hurt you, therefore meaning that he gives the most gentle and passionate first kiss.
Uzui
He's so smug. He's wanted to do it for so long that he gets a bit carried away and didn't put to much effort into making it special. At first, it was very chaotic as he didn't have a full grasp of his control but he did manage to slow down and hold you close to him. It definitely turned very passionate and he was not afraid if someone were to see you both in such a vulnerable state.
Giyuu
He's super shy when you kiss for the first time. However, that doesn't mean that his smile will vanish from his red face. He loved feeling how soft you were and appreciating your presence so close to him. Definitely hugs you after and buries his face into your neck, he's usually very reserved but every time you kiss him, he turns into a completely different person.
Sanemi
It was a bit of a rough kiss at first. Almost like he was trying to prove a point to you or something. But when he was used to the feel of your kissing, he learned to be more gentle with you. When he leaves to do this, kissing is something that you really both enjoy and do a lot more frequently. Your first kiss was a bit of a roller-coaster but it only went uphill form there.
Mitsuri
She definitely giggled a lot. She was so excited to finally kiss you that she was practically screaming! Your first kiss together was really tender and you both loved every second of it. She made sure that it was in a really romantic setting to make you feel more special. Now every time you kiss, she brags about it to everyone else.
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hello again sharty bae, greetings from your favorite :) and least favorite :,( moot, may i pls request a smut ;) fanfic of inosuke x f!reader, any length (that's what she said) thank you!!! take your time and don't stress!
OMG, HEY TEA!! IT'S THE MOOTS OF ALL MOOTS!!
Ofc you can request a smut for Inosuke! Ugh, he's so hot...Anyways, here you go!!
Inosuke Hashibira x Fem!Reader
All characters portrayed are 18+
Word Count: 1.4k
Warnings: Masturbation (male), use of pet names, hickies, slight lactation, oral sex (f!receiving), multiple orgasms, vaginal sex, mating press, breeding kink, mentions of the cervix, and creampie
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Inosuke hadn't seen you in days. Days. It's been torture not seeing your beautiful face, hearing your sweet voice, and tasting your delicious cunt. God, what he wouldn't do to just appear before you and fuck you till you're shaking. But alas, not yet. He's not with you yet.
He's currently spending the night at Hisa's mansion, where other Demon Slayers are. He'd just finished his job and was ready to return to you. It's late, but weirdly he's unable to sleep. Instead, he can only think of you. How your mouth can take him so beautifully. Or how your thighs looked pushed up against your stomach, so his pounds go harder into you.
Inosuke feels himself grow hard under the covers. Fuck. He knows he shouldn't relieve himself now, but all his thoughts are about you, and he can't stop. He reaches down and palms his bulge. He hisses at the contact of his hard cock, getting some friction.
"Fuck it," he says and slightly pulls away his clothing and bedding to reveal his hard cock. He thinks about how you would take his cock into your hands before putting it into your mouth. You always looked so cute and innocent when you did that. He began slowly pumping his cock with his hand and grunting. He pumps himself until his precum starts leaking from his tip. He uses the precum to spread around his dick and imagines your mouth sucking at his cock. He thrusts into his hand and becomes fast and erratic. His grunts became louder, with each thrust becoming higher pitched.
Inosuke's breathing quickens and mixes in with his small moans. He closes his eyes and feels his cock begin to twitch.
"Fuck, Y/N, you take me so well," he breathes. He imagines that you moan around his cock at his words. "You love it when you get praised, huh?" he chuckles slightly and continues his fast thrusts. The precum makes a move even faster.
"Shit, gonna cum," he speaks up. "Wanna do it down your throat." He jerks evermore and finally comes in his palm. At that moment, he decided. He's gonna fuck you as soon as he lays eyes on you.
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You have been expecting Inosuke to come home for some time now. You've been slightly worried for him but excited to see him. It's been a few days since you've seen him, so you've missed him with all your heart.
So, when you see him coming up the way, you run into his arms. Not caring that you're outside without shoes on. You give him a big hug and kiss his cheek. He happily returns the hug and kisses your neck. The sudden intimacy surprises you, but it's certainly welcome.
"Been thinking about you all day," he says into your neck. The tickle of his words makes you giggle. "I can't wait to show you how much I missed you." And with that, he grabs your thighs, wraps them around his waist, and carries you inside your home.
He lays you down on the bed and practically rips away your clothing. Once you're naked, he pounces on you and kisses you. You open your mouth to him and wrap your hands in his hair. When you pull on it, his moans clash with your mouth. He then leaves your mouth and kisses your neck. When he hears you moan, he begins sucking your neck to leave a deep purple mark.
“Missed you too,” you mutter to him. He lifts his head to look down at you.
“You better have,” he says. “No one can fuck you like I can.” He bites down on your neck possessively and licks it after. He then moves down to your chest, wasting no time sucking on your nipple. God, he missed you. He circles his tongue around it as you squirm underneath him. Your moans are just the most beautiful thing. Next, he gives your other nipple the same treatment. He could suck them all day, but he has other plans.
He then goes down to your glistening cunt. All wet and ready for him.
"I missed this," he says and licks your cunt. You moan out from his actions. "Gonna devour you." He drags his tongue along your folds before plunging it inside you. You clutch down at his hair and bring him closer to you. He, in turn, moans into you, making you shake. His tongue swirls around your walls as his nose bumps at your clit.
He uses his fingers to circle your clit as his tongue continues to swirl. Your thighs begin to shake from the stimulation. His pace is unrelenting.
"Keep going, just like that," you moan, and you feel him smile as he continues to circle your clit. Then, he raises his head up to look at you.
"Gonna cum for me, baby?" he taunts. "Give it all to me." Then, he returns to your cunt and readies himself for your orgasm. Your walls begin to close around his tongue, and you feel your orgasm coming.
"Shit, coming!" you call, and you feel your orgasm rip through you. You shake and twitch when you feel him drag his tongue out of you. He raises his head and smirks at you. You can see what's left of your orgasm on his lips and chin.
"You did so well for me, baby," he says to you and leans down to kiss you. You taste yourself on his tongue. He breaks away from the kiss and gives you another smirk. "Now to fuck you."
He wastes no time lining up his cock at your entrance and slowly pushing in. He groans at the feeling of you being wrapped around him. He slowly drags himself in and out of you in the most teasing way possible.
"I-Inosuke," you breathe. "Please..." You trail off.
"Please, what, baby? Use your words," he teases.
"P-Please go faster," you tell him. You hear him chuckle darkly, and he grabs your thighs and pushes them up to your ears. His pace is fast and deep. His hips snap into yours, and the sound of skin slapping against skin envelops the room. Your moans become loud and higher pitched as Inosuke grunts more audibly, trying to keep up his fast pace.
"Fuck, Gonna fill you to the brim with my cum," he declares. "Gonna pump you full of it." The bed underneath slams against the ground loudly as Inosuke's cock begins to kiss your cervix. You begin to feel tears welling up as you continue to be overstimulated.
You feel Inosuke's cock begins to twitch from within you, meaning he's about to cum. He groans lowly as he cums inside you but doesn't slow down his pace. Instead, he thrusts his cum into you at a fast rate. One of Inosuke's hands lets go of your thigh, and he uses his hand to rub your clit again. Your walls begin to clamp down on him, and he hisses at the feeling.
"Fuck, baby, you're squeezing me so tight," he says, rubbing your clit faster. Your eyes roll back, and you feel yourself cum again, but this time on his cock. "Fuck yeah, baby cum on my fucking cock." His hips snap faster, and he removes his hand from your clit and puts it back on your thigh.
"C-Can't take it," you get out.
"Just one more time, baby," he pleads as he continues his rough pace. "Just one more. You can take it. I know you can." You whimper at his words, and he continues to pound into you. He goes harder this time to really get inside you. You clutch at the bedsheets under you as you feel Inosuke's cock begins to twitch within you again.
"Ah! Inosuke," you moan.
"I know, baby, I know," he says and grits his teeth as his load streams into you once again. "F-Fuck." You cover your mouth, so you don't moan out too loud. He fucks his cum into you again before slowly pulling himself out of you. The cum seeping out of you in white threads. He admires the look of his cum in you before he removes his hands from your thighs. You both breathe heavily for a minute before he gets up from the bed and returns with a warm towel to help clean you up.
"I guess you really did miss me," you say as he cleans your thighs.
"You have no idea," he says and kisses your forehead. "I could barely contain myself."
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Things That Might Be Said When You're Going At It With Them || Demon Slayer characters x fem!reader
A/n : Let's see if I can write for Demon Slayer as well 👀
A/n 2 : Of course Muichiro is aged up. I mean we write for Bakugo or Todoroki as long as they are aged up so I don't see why we couldn't for Muichiro 🤷‍♀️
Warnings : Nsfw, penetrative sex, belly bulge, size kink, rough sex, vanilla sex, riding, mention of breeding, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
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Giyuu Tomioka : It's likely that he's so stressed that you end up whispering in his ear "Don't worry about anything my love. Just move those hips and make yourself feel good" to get him to focus on something other than his intrusive thoughts. However, sometimes the situation can be reversed depending on whether his mind is clouded by desires. Once he even said "Is it my breathing style that is making you this wet ?" Bruh the audacity he can have when he drops his inibitions "No you don't need it for that. It's only your doing" you said making him blush while his confidence skyrocketed. Now that he was at ease you were in for a good fuck / lovemaking, depending on how you guys decided to take it.
Obanai Iguro : Despite his shyness, he had managed to navigate a relationship with you. However, the vision he had of his appearance proved to be a challenge to handle. You gently caught his jaw in your hand before saying "You can kiss me Obanai. I don't care about those scars. I have my share too" There was also that time when you were naked in front of each other ready to delve into your deepest passion but before he told you "I've taken the day off and I intend to take my time with you...if you'll allow me" by accepting you didn't know that 4 hours later he'd still be thrusting carefully and sensually into you. Well he is related to snakes so... it can take some time.
Sanemi Shinazugawa : He can be very sweet in bed, but most of the time he ends up gripping your hips with his hands as he violently pounds into you "Hey hey careful there boy I still need to walk tomorrow" and that's when he adds "Or I could carry you all day. I put up with your ass every day that's the same" he would add playfully. But he's not always like that sometimes his voice breaks the successions of groans and moans and he asks in full vulnerability "Can you hold me a little tighter please ?" and in moments like that when he just needs to feel you there, your heart swells with love for him as you tighten your grip on him, grounding him in the current moment.
Tengen Uzui : This guy and his size kink belly. Sometimes he puts his large hand on your tummy just to feel his shaft move inside you "Tengen you're liking this a bit too much" you teased when you felt him throb inside of you just after he felt the slight bulge in your belly. He gave you back his signature wide grin "Of course I like it ! To have a partner who can take me as well as you is... flamboyant !" he said the last word breathlessly. Then he looked at you a little more seriously and caringly "Do you think I could speed it up a bit ?" he really wanted to make sure he wasn't hurting you. You wrapped your legs around him before answering "Go ahead mister show me how flashy you can be" and with that you were sure he wasn't going to hold anything back.
Muichiro Tokito : Even though he used to have memory troubles, there was one thing he never forgot, and that was how to make you feel good. Thanks to physical memory. As his hips worked meticulously to hit that spot over and over again you whined "Please h-honey" he immediately understood from the urgency in your voice and the way you spasmed around him that you were close. He tried to unhook your legs which were wrapped around his waist "Spread your legs Y/n let me rub your clitoris" he said gently. Of course it only took a few seconds for you to obey, knowing that once again he was going to bring you to ecstasy. When he felt you tighten up he asked "Does that feel good ?" and when you only responded with a little whine he pressed on your clit making you buck your hips upwards. He was such a tease sometimes but at the end he always fulfilled the mission he'd set himself.
Tanjiro Kamado : He's so good and soft, it's like making love to a cloud - if that's even possible lmao. You've said to him several times "You know you can go harder Tanjiro I ain't gonna break '' and each time he completes your requests as if that's all he was waiting for. But he's still the most caring person you've ever meet, sometimes a little too much "Y/n is everything all good ? Do you need a break ?A glass of water ?" and sometimes you have to stifle your chuckles or prevent the side eye "You've just put the tip don't worry I can take way more of you" and that's all it takes to get him off to a flying start.
Genya Shinazugawa : Even if he wanted you so much, you don't even know how the heck you managed to get him in your bed. He is so fucking flustered when he's talking to you. So naturally in bed he is more than his usual stuttering mess "Genya please move" you whined. With his voice husky with desire he replied "I-I j-just don't wa-wanna ngh... come y-yet" he knew you wouldn't mind and that he would be able to satisfy you in another way but he had a certain pride in making you come first. So his hand moved down between your two bodies and began to make faster and faster circles on your clit. He grunted as he felt you tighten around him, but with deep breaths he managed to bring you to the brink of orgasm before he pounded into your tight warmth, leading you both to the release you'd been waiting for.
Inosuke Hashibira : The first time was pretty memorable, you remember having to explain to him why you were doing it "Ino it's another way of showing that we love each other. We're not doing it just to create a pack" and he deadpeaned "But one day we'll make one right ?" Bro was just so cute "Sure baby" you said, caressing his cheek as he thrusted gently and carefully into you. "I-I think I understand what you meant" he said bringing a big smile onto your face which he couldn't help but reciprocate.
Zenitsu Agatsuma : Bro is so loud man that's crazy. When you ride him you have to put a pillow on his mouth because the whole Demon Slayer Corps is going to hear how tight you are "Please pretty boy can you tone it down a little. Someone's going to be attracted by all this noise" you slowed your movements to talk to him "But Y/n-chaaaaan you feeel so soooo goooood !!!" he said as loud as ever. If you wanted him to calm down you had to make him feel even better than better, so sex drunk he'd not be able to talk anymore. You put your thumb in his mouth and with your other hand grabbed the base of his cock before squeezing it as you rolled your hips towards his. It wasn't long before his screams were replaced with little squeaks, his hips bucking to meet yours, your thumb securely wrapped between his lips.
Muzan Kibutsuji : You don’t know why and sometimes he tells you it may be because he was another man in a previous life but it doesn’t make it any clearer when he goes “Cause this is thriller, thriller night. And no one's gonna save you. From the beast about to strike” as he fucks you. You just hope he ain’t going to “Heee heee” when he cums. 
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A/n : I hope you guys liked it ! 🍗🍨 Again my requests are open 🌯🍩
A/n 2 : Yes the link in Muzan's part leads to Thriller 😂
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They are so adorable :,)
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midnightwriter21 · 10 months
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demon slayer incorrect quotes pt 5
giyuu: Here's some advice
shinobu: I didn't ask for any
giyuu: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts and you're the only one who talks to me
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tengen: kyojuro and I are having a baby.
tanjiro: That's gre-
tengen, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.
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giyuu: How did none of you hear what I just said?
muichiro: I’ve been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.
tengen: I got distracted about halfway through.
shinobu: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.
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Tanjiro: The best revenge, really, is being nice!
Inosuke: [in the distance] Or murder.
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