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theshinazugawaslut · 3 months
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You're sitting next to Sanemi during the Hashira meetings — honestly, you're holding your breath, because nobody wants to smell a room of sweaty men but, sadly, you can't hold your breath forever.
You're expected to be met with the usual smell of sweat, not going to judge, but instead you inhale the aroma of matcha and... ohagi? It's coming from the man next to you who looks as serious as ever.
Matcha. Ohagi. From the most fearsome man you know.
"You smell nice," you blurt out when everyone stands up to leave. Sanemi turns around to look at you, face serious but his cheeks tint pink.
"You too," he murmurs and he can feel himself grow nervous as you walk beside him.
Ever since, Sanemi has now gotten used to your terrible habit of leaning over to sniff him whenever you see each other — it's funny, honestly, you just suddenly sniffing his haori.
"How do you keep the smell of blood out your haori so well?" you ask.
"I... wash them very well... with my own hands," he mutters.
"Oh, I'll have you wash my haori too one day," you says absentmindedly.
And Sanemi finds that the idea doesn't sound too bad.
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101-blueberry-101 · 2 years
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The Day I Almost Lost You
Sanemi x Wife reader angst
𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: : demons, violence, swearing, manga spoilers
ℝ𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕: No
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I lay there in bed replaying the thoughts of what had happened last night. My husband the wind Pillar for the demon slayer corpse, also known as Sanemi Shinizugawa, was badly hurt in a fight against upper moon 1.
he was leaving to go patrol when he found something on the ground. That's when there was a loud booming noise. I was so scared for him.
"EMERGENCY SUMMONS!! EMERGENCY SUMMONS!! AN ATTACK ON UBUYASHIKI MANSION! AN ATTACK ON UBUYASHIKI MANSION!!"
"n-no" it cant be.
"STAY HERE!!" Sanemi ran towards the mansion as I prayed to the budahs for his good fortune.
"please no, please don't take him away from me" I prayed over and over again until all of a sudden there was a loud boom.
"no" it came out barely a whisper from my lips. I wanted so badly to run to him, but i knew better than to run out into his world of demons.
"SANEMI!" I ran to get to the butterfly mansion, I didn't care that it was 6 in the morning, I needed to make sure he was ok.
"Shinazuawa-san, n-no running in the halls please" it was Kanao. she's been speaking a lot more lately, that's a good sign.
"s-sorry, but do you know where Sanemi is" she pointed down the hall. "second door on your right".
when I got here I expected to find Sanemi sleeping just like all the other patients, instead I found him getting up and trying to walk to goodness knows where.
"Sanemi! w-what are you doing!" I ran over to his side. "Sanemi you need to rest" he didn't listen but instead he grabbed my hand and forced me out of the way, making me squeal from the sudden rough movement.
"out of my way" 'what?' Sanemi was never like this with you, maybe when you first met him, but slowly he opened up to me, he's normally really sweet and gentle.
"n-no' I was scared, I hadn't seen this side of him in a long time. "you need to rest, whatever your trying to do it can wait" I said this time with a bit more confidence, but his grip only got tighter.
"This can't wait! I need to get to him!" he yelled as I cowered in fear. "so get out of my fucking way!" I let go as he stomped off.
"sorry y/n-san, he's just a bit sad a the moment" I whipped my tears away and turned towards who was talking.
"Gyuu. sorry did we wake you?" he stared at me with a small smile.
"no, I was talking to him earlier, he was telling me what happened with Uppermoon 1" 'what' he fought an uppermoon.
"w-what happened" I asked scared to find out what really happened.
"there were 3 others with him. Himajima, Muichiro and...Genya" he paused. "y/n... he was the only one that made it out alive in that battle"
"no"
"I need to find Sanemi". i cant believe that happened to him. when he was a child he watched his whole family get murdered by his mother, all of them except one, Genya. Genya had blamed him for their mothers death, yes he killed her but she was a demon.
Sanemi was so excited to find his brother, always looking for him. but that he joined the demon slayer corpse and he neglected his brother. knowing that he didnt make up with his brother before he died, i knew exactly where sanemi would be.
"genya's grave" although genya hadn't yet been burried Sanemi still went to where he would be.
"..." sanemi sat there un moving. 'just give him a minute.. he needs a bit of time'
after 2 hours the sun was finally at its highest peek. "he uhh, he looked so sad, when he left" sanemi spoke, it was clear that he'd been crying just by the sound of his voice.
"sanemi" I knelt down to his side and hugged him as he cried some more.
it was hard, just hearing him cry made me want to cry, he's never been so vulnerable with me before.
"hey, its ok, shhh" i rocked him back and forth for twenty minutes before he finally calmed down.
"sorry for being harsh earlier" he said getting up
"its ok just wish you would've talked to me"
"I will, thank you"
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kingkatsuki · 2 months
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Something about Sanemi falling for a woman stuck in a loveless arranged marriage. A marriage arranged for honour, chosen by a respectable samurai that you should be thankful for. The perfect joining of houses, and the perfect way to give him an heir to extend his bloodline. You should be honoured to be handpicked, picked out of an array of noble women all biting at his hand to be the chosen one.
How lucky you are.
The first time you meet Sanemi it’s accidental, running into him while you’re out in the entertainment district with your husband. Walking through the lantern lit streets as musicians and street peformers bask in the glow, the festival in full swing as you mostly keep your head down. Stopping when your husband stops to gawk at the local Oiran is paraded through, standing in his shadow as you feel someone knock into your back.
Turning to see a man with striking white hair that only seems to burn in the flickering lantern light, almost casting an ethereal glow over him as you see the scars that cross his face. The crowded streets more difficult to navigate now as the crowds part like the Red Sea for the courtesan procession. He doesn’t utter an apology, but you can see his lavender eyes staring at you, focused on the darkened bruise against your cheekbone that you’d attempted to cover up earlier that day.
You find yourself muttering your own apology, even though it wasn’t your fault as the man continues to stare. Lips curling into a snarl as he disappears back into the sea of people, but his face is still at the forefront of your mind.
Sanemi would never admit that he keeps looking for you that night, even when he should be searching for the demon that’s terrorising the streets and kidnapping women. Unable to forget the fear that flashed through your face when you met his gaze. Sanemi is used to people fearing him, his job combined with his hostile attitude enough to strike fear into even the boldest men. But there was something about the look you gave him, as though expecting the force of an assault, that had him thinking about you. Remembering the swollen bruise against your cheek as he thought about how it had happened.
And so he finds himself watching you, following you as he notices the way your husbands palm curls around your forearm and grips hard. Tugging you after him as Sanemi feels his hand curl into a fist as his blunt nails dig into his palm, jaw locked as he reminds himself why he’s here.
And I haven’t decided how you actually get together, but picture him remembering you a few days or a week later. This time without your husband in tow as you walk through the quiet streets in the early hours of the morning, glad your husband has left to fight so you can have some time to yourself. Your husband who has come to resent you because after all these months of marriage you still haven’t become pregnant. The expectation of a son weighs heavy, and each night he reminds you how useless and broken you are for not taking his seed and giving him what he wants.
Sanemi finds himself falling hard and fast, wanting nothing more than to protect you— and he’s convinced he’d do anything to do it. And he tells you that perhaps you’re not the one that’s broken, when it’s only ever your husband that you’ve laid with— and that simply not bearing him children does not make you useless.
But then part of me thinks he wouldn’t even allow you to go back to him? Like that’s the kind of shit he wouldn’t deal with after watching it happen to his mother and I sigh.
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loloslaystheday · 5 months
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Me and My Husband
pairing: sanemi shinazugawa x fem!reader
prompt: he’s scared of leaving you alone because of the demon slayer mark rules. it’s caused a lot of arguments, but even still, you’re staying with him for as long as you can.
note: this lil picture thing is stupid but it’s also cute so yeahhhh🫰🏾 blame my terrible editing skills
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“sanemi?” you call, padding around the house in search of your husband.
he’d been distant lately and you found it weird.
did you do something wrong?
but you turned the corner and there he was, suddenly sat on the couch with his head in his hands.
“you scared me.” you say, a coy grin on your face.
“sorry.” he utters in his gruff voice. you notice he seemed a bit off.
“is something wrong?” you ask as you trail over. taking a seat beside him on the couch, you take his hand in yours to try and reassure him about whatever’s going on.
he glanced at you. a soft look glossed over his eyes the moment he saw you and for some reason he couldn’t hold back his tears.
tears? from sanemi? you’d never seen him cry before.
“nemi…” you muttered, kissing his knuckle and running his back with your free hand. “what’s wrong?”
he leaned into your shoulder, his hair tickling your chin.
“i’m selfish.” he says simply.
you manage to hold in your laughter as you ask, “and how is that?”
“in four… no, three years, i’m going to leave you and…” he sighs deeply, wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging you close. so close that you could feel the love he had for you. “and our kid. i don’t want to leave you to raise them by yourself.” he whimpered.
you felt terrible hearing him cry like this. it was such a rare thing, you thought it’d never happen ever again.
ever…
and suddenly, you started crying.
“he won’t even know who i am!” Sanemi choked out.
you pet his hair down.
“yes he will. i’ll make sure of it. tell him everything there is to know about you, like how much you loved him and how much you cared.” you try to assure. but the reality sunk into you.
you only had 3 years left together? that wasn’t nearly enough time. and the days only seemed to pass by quicker and quicker every year, and in a flash it’d be 2 years and then…
you just wished that somehow the rule didn’t apply now that muzan was gone and you could raise your son together.
“sanemi, i love you.” you say. and in that moment you think you meant it more than any other time you’d said it.
“i love you too.” he responds near instantly.
and no matter what, you’d make sure that your son would know how much his father loved him and you and how he’d sacrifice the world to save him.
because at least in that lifetime, you were sticking together.
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ta-ni-ya · 3 months
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New official art of Sanemi incoming!!!
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*chokes* his waist- his muscles—
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Why tf is he so hot for?! 👀 look at my man guys I’m a simp 🥰🫶🏻
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I can stare at this whole day
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navajja · 11 months
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Please consider this Sanemi
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I'm not sure about his design yet 🤔
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tropicreme · 1 year
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lesbiansanemi · 10 months
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Rereading your kny role reversal au for funsies and I find it hilarious that Mitsuri has all the scary dog privilege in the world but her own bubbliness powers right through that
Mitsuri really decided to marry Shinobu, Obanai, and Sanemi, and not only does her cheerful kindness outshine their, frankly impressive, combined asshole-ery, but she also managed to be the scariest fucking demon out of the four of them despite that, and ya know, I love that for her
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lychniis · 2 years
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― JONQUIL AND VISCARIA. 
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sanemi shinazaguwa x afab ! reader.
“i’ll give you attention / desire” + “will you dance with me?” + fluff.
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WARNING(S) : contains spoilers for the end of the demon slayer manga, some suggestive content ( it's just one implied line tbh ), mentions of some dead people and not dead people, but it's mostly fluffy times here. reader is afab but no gendered terms or indicators are used.
# main masterlist | flos anthalogy masterlist
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“DANCE WITH ME.”
Sanemi had to pull a double take to see if you were serious. Your unflinching gaze — that same one that was dipped in bubbling excitement — gave away that you were.
( His first thought was a very apprehensive ‘oh no, what’re you panning’. His eye might have twitched a little as well. It might have. )
“You want me to dance with you…?” He repeats, with a hint of incredulity as he dusts his hands free of any dirt, the words sitting on his tongue with an unfamiliar weight ( like onigiri with foreign fillings ). “Are you serious?”
“Yes.” You don’t blink. He feels a little unsettled.
Sanemi glances to the side, then down at his filthy clothes, then at your filthy clothes with a raised brow ( gardening was something he found himself enjoying with you these days; and you always liked the extra set of hands helping you out ). “Now?” you nod, bouncing on your heel impatiently. 
“Of course! I can teach you if you’d like!” you add, holding up your hands. “The westerners have one called the waltz…I had a teacher who taught it to me when I was younger…” you trail off, shyly smiling at him.
A gruff grumble was all you get in response. “I don’t dance.” he states, his tone coming across as a little more curt as opposed to the awkward fussiness he takes on around you ( if fussiness was the right way to describe it. Exasperation was more on point given what a feisty firecracker you. You’re lucky he loves you ). You hardly seemed to care, poking his arm. He utters your name with a hint of frustration. “I don't.”
“Why not?” you tease. “You scared of loosening up a little?” wiggling your fingers with a wide grin, you continued your poking assault on his arm. A childish attempt, Sanemi thinks. Then why the fuck were his lips tugging up at the corners? The victory that shone in your eyes means you must have seen it too and Sanemi knew that he could never deny you these moments of domesticity ( he liked them just as much as you did, to be honest. It feels like normalcy and stability ).
Ah, curse him and his weakness.
“Fine.” Sanemi finally relents, taking your hands. “I hope I step on your toes.”
Playfully tugging him closer, you only wrinkle your nose and snicker. “Works for me either way. That means I get to have you fuss over me for the next few days.”
He looks just a little startled when you say that. “I won’t actually break them, you know — I was just joking.”
“I know, ‘nemi, I know.”
Right.
Sanemi hopes his embarrassed blush wasn’t too obvious. You guide his hands gently, one coming to rest on your hip while the other clasped yours, fingers netting together. The position was vaguely familiar, during those moments of quiet intimacy, during cold nights when you were both sharing a blanket and a fire. Your hand would find his scarred one.
( And sometimes, it was when your back was pressed against the futon mat, his hold pinning you down with ease and your keening rang in his ears. )
The tiny bits of nervousness he felt soon dissipated. Then the two of you start to dance. 
Sanemi wasn’t new to waltzing. Rengoku told him about it as well ( he came from a well off family too, like you did. While the flame hashira hardly had the time in his schedule to indulge himself frequently, he spoke of the usual rich-people pastimes ), but it was different, hearing it from word of mouth and actually acting it out.
The movements were slower, far more fluid and graceful and rhythmic. Sanemi’s reflexes were always chaotic and harsh, a testament to his wind breathing technique. Being asked to partake in a dance routine so…elegant felt akin to asking a hurricane to completely change its course and not wreak havoc where it passed over.
“You need to be more gentle, ‘nemi.” Genya would tell him, his wide eyed gaze crinkling at the corners. Sanemi would just laugh and pat his head in response ( those were simpler times where childhood innocence, no matter how weathered down it was, was something he still held close ). The memory made his stomach turn with a mix of bittersweetness and lingering grief. Gentle, he tells himself. Be gentle.
Sanemi does not know how to be gentle — he had too many rough edges, too many years spent fighting and killing and fighting to know how to be, but he tries to. He thinks of Kanae or Mitsuri or Giyu and Tengen, people who knew how to be kind in their own ways. He thinks about Rengoku and his reliance. He thinks about Genya and the smile that reached his eyes.
Sanemi tries to be gentle.
“Relax.” your soothing voice snaps him out of his thoughts and it makes it a little easier. He takes a few clumsy steps, then a few more. You were patient, if not a bit amused, and you were clear enough with your instructions for him to slowly ease himself into the swaying. “That’s it! You’re doing pretty well.”
Sanemi looks at you, at the sun caught in your hair and the smell of earth and flowers that clung to you. Perhaps the years have finally weathered him down, he thinks. Perhaps Muzan’s death did make him weak and stagnant. 
He dips his head down and kisses you. He kisses you again and again and again until you’re both breathless. Sanemi kisses you with fervor and with passion and with tenderness and chaste affection.
The waltzing ceases as he leads you back inside the house and to his pleasant surprise, you were laughing. 
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❪⠀🎬⠀❫ AINE SPEAKS ;;
requested by @sanemisfav. thank you for ordering a bouquet!
i hope you enjoyed this piece ( i personally find it a guilty pleasure writing post infinity castle arc sanemi as the gruff, awkward and emotionally constipated but 'hey i'm genuinely trying and i love you very much' kind of guy.
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© lychniis 2022. do no plagiarize, repost or rework this piece.
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propertyofhog · 1 year
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MORE DOODLES.
LOVE IT. EAT THEM. YEAHHHH
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theshinazugawaslut · 1 month
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Sanemi thinks he's really fucking slick when you both have a mission together one night and he links pinkies with you, dragging you along, claiming it's so that your ditzy ass doesn't get lost despite it being you who often tells him he might be going the wrong way.
He's not grabbing your entire hand (even though he wants to) so he smugly smiles to himself, thinking he has you fooled.
There's no way she knows I like her.
It's been obvious to you for awhile now, you're just waiting for him to propose already.
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giogionanii132 · 10 months
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Introduction!
Hello! My name is Mevin! But I like to go by Mev.
I really like anime and drawing! Archery is my favourite sport!
My top anime’s are:
JJBA
Demon slayer
Hellsing
My hobbies are:
Drawing ofc!!
Listening to music (I like mitski)
Reading!
My top games are:
Enstars!!music
Honkai impact 3rd
Honkai star rail
I would like to post my oc drawings on this blog and try writing for the first time!
This is the end of the introduction and I hope we will meet again soon!!
(Pls be friends with me)
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kleftiko · 10 months
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❦ GIYUU X PREGNANT!READER
cw: none, this is fluff, fem!reader
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"you have a wife?!" sanemi yelled.
"you’re lying." obanai mumbled. "that’s sad."
"tomioka, how sweet!" mitsuri called.
giyuu’s eyes narrowed at rengoku, the bright man just smiled innocently.
"i had no idea they didn’t know," he sheepishly said.
as soon as giyuu got back from his mission, the flame hashira informed him that his wife was in the butterfly mansion. something had happened, and she needed to be taken to shinobu. unfortunately, rengoku wasn’t known for being quite—blasted eardrums will do that to a person—so the other hashira in the perimeter got to hear (for the first time) that not only was giyuu NOT single, he was MARRIED.
they ended up following him through the halls, pestering him with questions until they reached the room you stayed in. your husband ignored them like usual, the only thing on his mind being your well being.
his nerves were calmed, however, immediately upon seeing you laying in bed, a smile on your face as you chatted with shinobu.
"how are you feeling?" giyuu’s tone was soft as he blocked you from the prying eyes of the other hashira in the doorway. he made his way towards your side.
"tired." you smiled at him, letting your husband hold your hand and run his thumb over your fingers. "shinobu said it was a false contraction."
"it was caused by stress," your friend’s calming voice said. "makes sense, tomioka, anyone married to you would be on edge."
your husband just grumbled at his friend as you giggled. he then helped you sit up in bed, the blankets falling off to reveal your pregnant stomach to the small audience watching.
"you had sex?!" sanemi screamed.
oblivious to the small mass of people staring at you, sanemi’s outburst startled you, causing you to grab onto your husband’s haori. he instinctively pulled you close, his soft look switching to a death glare towards the doorway.
"hush!" giyuu seethed at him, finally giving attention to the posse. "she’s nine months pregnant; shut up."
although listening and lowering his voice, sanemi didn’t let his question go unanswered. "you’re not a virgin?"
"go away," giyuu deadpanned. "all of you, go away. now."
"it’s okay, darling," you tried to soothe him. "maybe you should introduce me to your friends."
you felt him tense up at that. he didn’t let go of your hand, and he only moved half a step away from you (half of them still couldn’t see you), and he spoke with a monotone voice. "this is my wife, y/n. she’s pregnant with our first child."
the was no verbal reaction from the onlookers, just looks of disbelief from the four of them. it felt like you were an animal in the zoo with the way they were all staring dumbfounded at you.
it took a couple minutes for shinobu and rengoku to get the others out, leaving you and giyuu alone in the room. as soon as the door closed, your husband grabbed your face and peppered kisses all over it, causing you to giggle. he took a seat on the edge of the bed to be closer to you.
"i’m so sorry," he said, kissing your lips. "i’m sorry i wasn’t here."
"it’s okay, baby." you let your head rest on his shoulder. "i’m just glad i didn’t give birth."
"i would never forgive myself if i was gone for that." giyuu’s hand ran up and down your back comfortingly.
you sigh in relief, turning your head to place a kiss on his neck.
"well now that you’re here, let’s get this baby out of me."
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midnightwriter21 · 1 year
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demon slayer hcs: the hashira men as boyfriends
characters: tengen, sanemi, giyuu, rengoku, muichiro, obanai
AN: i don’t write for gyomei srry
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TENGEN
- this isn’t just a little fling
-mans doesn’t wanna be ur bf
-he wants to be your HUSBAND
- and he’s gonna make that happen ASAP
- and when y’all get married you’re not just getting a husband
- ur getting 3 wives too
- it’s a package deal
- overprotective!!
- the way he made his wives promise to prioritize their lives over the mission
- my heart was bursting
- carries u around
- when tengen is around ur feet hardly ever touch the floor
- doesn’t matter how big or tall u are
- he’s bigger and taller
-he's big all over if ykyk
-nicknames include: sweetheart, princess, baby
- and don’t think he’s saying those to be cute
- he’s absolutely mocking you
-which brings me to…
- this man teases the HELL out of you
- but with love
- he loves you just as much as he loves his wives
- in his mind ur alrdy married
- and he is NOT letting you go
- or letting any harm come to you as long as he can help it
- 4 lifer fr
- id marry him
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SANEMI
-i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again
-he’d tear it UP
-and i’d let him
- loves you so much
- doesn’t show it in public
- but in private?
- clingy as fUck
- he’s like ur shadow fr
- will follow u around all day
- hands on ur waist
- arm around ur shoulder
- holding ur hand
- he will not let go of u when ur alone
- in public he’s a lot less touchy
- but he will still stand near you
- jealous af
- every slayer knows by now to stay tf away from you or face the wrath of the wind pillar
- you belong to him
- makes sure they know it
- makes sure you know it
-hickey MASTER
-no i will not elaborate
- everybody knows sanemi is a little rough around the edges
- so there are days when it’s hard for him to open up to you
- but he does try
- he’s got a reputation to keep up!
-gotta act tough
-no weaknesses!!
- except for u
-he’s so soft for u he can’t help it
- nicknames: dumbass, idiot, & feather (my personal favorite)
-like i said he is almost always physically connected to u in some way when ur alone
-ignore him? he's throwing u over his shoulder
-he's strong he can manhandle u all over the place
-sheeeeeshhhhh manhandle me however u want sir
-claims ur super light no matter ur size
-hence the nickname "feather"
-i love him
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GIYUU
-ik damn well this man had EVERONE in a chokehold from the first second he showed up
-speaking of chokeholds... ;)
-put me in one pls sir
-anyways
-awkward as fuck
-but he tries for u
-terrible with physical affection
-but we all know he's SOOO touch starved
-you'll have to initiate any type of physical touch
-and make sure he's not uncomfortable
-but really there's nothing he wants more than to touch you
-takes a very long time to say "i love you"
-but can u blame him??
-every good thing the poor man has ever had has been ripped away from him :(
-because of this he's veryyyy protective
-cause he'll be damned if the last person he has that accepts him and loves him for all he is
-is hurt or killed
-100% will die for u without a second thought
-not really a nickname type of guy
-remember he's awkward as hell
-most you'll get is a "-chan" attached to ur name
-and even that is only when y'all are alone
-but still
-even if he doesn't always show it
-you are always on his mind
-he's on a mission and walking through a market?
-he's buying you a hairpin or som
-walking through a forest and sees some flowers?
-"i wonder if she'll like these"
-AND HE'S PICKING U A BOUQUET
-ugh soft for bf giyuu
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RENGOKU
-sunshine boy!!!
- epitome of golden retriever boyfriend
-all smiles all the time
-follows u around like lost puppy
-shows off for u
-yk when ur around kids and they're like "watch this" and then they jump and spin a circle lmao
-thats him
-"did you see what i just did?!"
-if u didnt...
-he's doing it again
-wants to impress you so bad
-also you will never have to lift a finger in his presence
-service bf!!
-you need the dishes washed and the floor swept?
-he's on it
-you need help styling ur hair?
-welcome to rengoku's hair salon
-will attempt to dress you in the morning
-and by dress you, i mean he's tugging ur shirt over ur head
-zipping up ur pants
-and tying ur shoes
-brags about you to anyone and everyone
-the other hashira can't have a single conversation with him without him bringing you up somehow
-compliments compliments compliments!!!
-he loves you and isn't afraid to show it
-nicknames from him: my love, my beautiful girl, sweetheart
-constantly confessing his love
-also lowkey speaks poetry for u
-some shit like
-"my light in the darkness, the one who gives me strength, you set my heart ablaze just by allowing me the privilege of seeing your smile"
-ugh he's the sweetest baby
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MUICHIRO
-my airheaded angel baby
-i love him sm stop
-baby boy has a terrible memory
-that we alrdy knew
-but!
-he tries so hard for you
-keeps a little journal with notes and information about you
-so if he forgets he can remind himself over and over
-when he's on missions away from you he reads it so he can think about you to pass the time
-can not and will not remember anniversaries
-unless they're written in that journal
-will pick u flowers
-hope ur not allergic cause he's not gonna remember that
-but it's the thought that counts
-the fact that he's thinking about you at all counts
-you wanna go on a date?
-your dates consist of watching the clouds and taking naps together
-maybe a picnic if ur lucky
-no nicknames from him
-he calls you by your name
-its all he can remember
-he's the cutest
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OBANAI
-like sanemi, he's a lot less affectionate in public
-however, he's not afraid to express his thoughts about you
-at least not to the other hashira
-might not be glued to your side
-but he's got eyes on u at all times
-and someone is talking about you?
-the second he hears ur name leave somebodies mouth
-he's tuned in
-and they better not say anything negative either
-mans turns murderous
-they will wake up to a snake in their bed
-will prob threaten them within an inch of their life
-don't have to worry abt other people while he's around
-cause he's got everything
-and i mean EVERYTHING taken care of
-protective but not pushy
-i feel like obanai trusts you and your ability to handle yourself
-but thats not gonna stop him from watching over you
-you're not drinking enough water?
-here comes obanai with a cup and u better drink it all
-haven't had lunch yet?
-he's sharing his with you. and will force feed u if need be.
-on a mission with him?
-he's not gonna push u behind him or anything
-but nothing is gonna get the chance to bring any harm to you either
-he's got ur back
-he's pretty vanilla with the nicknames
-nothing too crazy
-especially in public
-mostly uses ur first name
-might add a "-chan" in there every once in a while
-when ur alone he'll call you "sweetie"
-acts like a hard ass
-but he's soft for u
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bwabys-scenarios · 2 months
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When Sanemi finally broke the news about having a wife, many of his colleagues seemed almost… worried for the woman. If you had been there, you may have been upset, because they didn’t know the Sanemi you knew.
Your Sanemi spent his nights fighting demons and his days in your arms, covering you in kisses and worshiping the ground you walk in. He was the most gentle a husband could be, holding your hand when you walked down flights of stairs and kissing the top of your head every chance he got.
Every single morning when he came back to you, he had something to show for it. Sometimes it was as simple as a piece of candy he bought while patrolling, or as extravagant as a shiny new hairpin or silk kimono. You would call yourself spoiled, but Sanemi would tsk and say you weren’t pampered nearly enough.
No one knew the gentleness of his hands, the soft caress of his lips like you did. Those hands that had slain so many demons held your hips down ever so gently as he fucked into you, promising that this time he’d give you that baby you so desperately wanted.
He’d kiss your temple after you were thoroughly stuffed with cum, then hold you close, tracing his finger along your belly. “That’s where our baby will be, sunshine.”
You couldn’t necessarily blame others for assuming your hulking man of a husband was a brute, he was covered in scars and had a resting bitch face to match, but you can’t judge off of appearance alone. That angry face melted into a content smile every time you held it in your hands, his arms moving to wrap around your waist.
If only they could see him through your eyes, maybe they wouldn’t judge so quickly.
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subbmissivesuccubus · 1 month
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Oh God. You were going to die. This was it. It wasn't demons or Muzan that take you in the end. It was your damn husband and his insatiable lust and stamina.
Lying face down on the bed, you panted against the mattress, your face a mess of tears and sweat, hair sticking to your forehead, eyes rolled up and cheeks painted a bright red. Behind you, tugging at his cock and eager for round...whatever the next number- was your husband.
Maybe you shouldn't have riled him up the way you did. You know how possessive he can be so why on Earth did you purposefully get him jealous by flirting with another man? Oh, right. Because you wanted to get fucked rougher. Well, you got what you wanted and now you're going to die.
You jumped as you felt the familiar sensation of a fat cock press against your entrance, your stuffed cunt instantly begging for mercy. You swore that if he fucked you one more time- made you cum one more time- filled you with his seed even one more time- you'd see the pearly white gates call for you.
You gripped onto the bedsheets and pulled yourself away, your body working on autopilot as your husband had successfully fucked the brain cells out of you. You heard him chuckle as you tried to crawl away, your body feeling like jelly, your arms and legs numb and barely capable of getting you to the edge of the bed before:
A pair of hands grabbed you by the hips and dragged you back, laughing at your whine of protest. Uzui reeled his hand back and smacked you across your already beaten ass before he spread your legs and gave an equally painful spank to your pussy, making you scream. "Now, what made you think that was a smart idea? Try running away again and see what happens."
Obanai lets you think you escaped before he grabbed you by the ankles, ignoring your cries as he pulled you back towards him. He flipped you onto your back like you weighed nothing, making you squeal as he took a nipple between his fingers and twisted, your back arching off the bed. "Are you trying to piss me off even more?"
Just as you reached the edge of the bed, wondering if you could make it, you felt Rengoku press himself against your back and- oh- fuck! He slid right inside you! You gasped as the man pushed his cock in with one fell swoop, taking your breath away as he instantly started moving his hips, preferring to fuck you where you were instead of dragging you back. "Get comfortable, baby. I'm not done with you."
Sanemi caught you the second you tried to move, simply reaching forward to grab a fistful of your hair and pull harshly. You yelped as your neck was forced to snap back, your back arching as your husband pulled at your hair, his other hand looping to the front to grab you by the neck before he leaned towards your ear and growled: "I'm going to give you a choice. I can fuck you here, on the bed, or I chase you and fuck you where I catch you and trust me, I won't be as nice."
Gyomei didn't say anything, even as you got off the bed and onto your wobbly feet. You wondered if you could just leave when he said, in his booming voice: "Are you sure that's what you want to do?" You froze, body trembling. Why was one sentence enough for you to rethink your whole lives decisions? You didn't know what Gyomei meant by it, but you knew it probably wouldn't be fun. With a gulp, you climbed back onto the bed before getting in front of your husband. You spread your legs wide as you lay down in front of him, reaching down to grab at his fat cock and press it against your entrance. The man smiled as he slowly started to sink inside your familiar heat. "Good girl."
Giyuu grabbed you by the legs and pulled you back while also changing his own position. To your horror, you found yourself slung over his knee, a predicament you just experienced an hour before which was why your ass was a bright red already. You started apologizing profusely, kicking your legs like a toddler but your husband simply ignored your pleas and held you down, the task quite easy for him even if one arm of his was free to do the spanking. "It seems one round wasn't enough to discipline you. Guess we have to go again."
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