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ponderingmoonlight · 3 months

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Giyuu Tomioka stopping you from killing Nezuko with his own methods

Pairing: Giyuu x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,6k

Synopsis: When you were assigned to assist Shinobu and your former master and secret crush Giyuu, you never imagined to find him saving a demon. How is he supposed to stop you from fulfilling your duty, from hating him?

Warnings: hurt to comfort, Giyuu is...well, Giyuu. As always in my kny fics, I'm using some ai pics so if this doesn't sit right with you don't go any further, not 100% proofread, let me know what you think <3

“I will assist the young slayers in this area. Are you okay with aiding Tomioka?”

Your heart skips a beat by the sheer sound of his name. The man who trained you so well that you’d be a hashira if he wasn’t still stronger than you. The man with the ocean blue eyes, the calmest composure, who never talks much but always finds the right words.

Giyuu Tomioka, the men you fell hopelessly in love with a long time ago.

“I am”, you reply, concentrated on his smell that hangs in the air.

He ran down here just like you do now. Where is he? Is he alright? Hopefully no one was hurt.

“I thought so”, Shinobu replies with a kind smile.

It’s not a secret to any hashira anymore how you feel for the water pillar. Maybe it’s because you share the same breathing style, maybe it’s the fact that he knows how to tame down your pounding heart, to give you the calmness you need in these turbulent times.

“Take care of yourself, I’m sure you’ll do great!”

With that, the insect pillar disappears into the other direction of the forest, leaving you alone with your pounding heartbeat and the stinging smell of blood that hangs in the air. You grip the handle of your sword tighter, dash forward a little faster. You can do this. After all, Giyuu Tomioka was a great teacher.

He didn’t prepare you for the scene that lays itself out in front of your eyes, though. A demon lying on the floor along with a boy, just inches away. Him, bending over them. If it stretches out its hand, if it hits him with full force… Out of instinct, you pick up your pace, race towards him as fast as you can. You need to save him, need to kill that demon, you-

You can’t believe your eyes. The blade of your sword crushes into another one. Not the claws of a demon, not the katana of the boy lying on the floor.

It’s Giyuu’s sword.

You glide through the air elegantly, eyes meeting his ocean blue orbs that don’t show anything but calmness. Is he…protecting them?

“I’m begging you to spare them.”

You can’t believe your ears, the urgent tone in his voice so unusual that you can’t help but stop in your tracks. Is this really Giyuu? The man who taught you to kill every demon on your way? The man who never hesitates, who does his duty without thinking twice? Right now, he positioned himself between you and both of them, his sword ready to dodge your attack all over again.

“She’s a demon”, you clarify, eyes wandering to the girl who lays on the floor and eyes you sceptically.

No, this isn’t right. You can’t just stand here and do nothing. Without replying to his words, you dash forward again just the way he taught you.

Only to get greeted by his blade again.

He grabs your arm gently and pulls you closer with a swift motion of his trained body. You hold your breath, heart pounding out of your chest all over again. Giyuu being so close to you, Giyuu protecting a demon…

“What has gotten into you?”, you breathe out.

Oh, how lovely your haori sparkles in the down-going sun, how gorgeous your eyes gleam only inches away from his own face. Will he ever get enough from simply looking at you, from studying every inch of your colourful orbs? You really learned how to handle your sword well, the elegant movements of your body surpassing his own.

No. He shakes his head ever so slightly. This is not the right time to ponder about your gorgeous appearance. After all, you’re standing right in from of him, your eyes reflecting the distress he caused by protecting Kamado Tanjiro and his sister from your blade. Would you understand? After all these times he taught you not to spare a single demon, the countless nights he encouraged you to behead them. It is too much to ask you for mercy now?

“You need to spare them.”

Your world is turned upside down, orbs eyeing him up and down in sheer disbelief. This doesn’t sound like the man you know at all. Is this a cruel trick, the power of the demon, maybe? As if he’s able to read your thoughts, he lets his sword fall into the discoloured snow and cups your cheek gently.

“We both know I can’t.”

He allows his eyes to rest for a moment, to think about what he’ll do next really careful. One glimpse into your determined orbs shows that you won’t give in, that you are too skilled and smart to simply follow his pleas. No, he has to find another way, he-

“Can you move?”

His heart stings in agony just by thinking what he’s about to do next.

“Make yourself move even if you can’t move.”

But he has to. If there’s the slightest chance Tanjiro’s sister can be healed, he needs to path their way.

“Take your sister and run.”

Even if it means betraying you. You, his first tsugoko. You, the woman he loves in secret.

“Tomioka-san…Sorry for the trouble, thank you very much!”

You can’t believe your ears, widen eyes watching in horror as the boy grabs the demon’s hand and sprints away.

“Giyuu…”

Your whole body feels numb, mind desperately trying to process what just happened. Your master, the water pillar…A traitor?

“This…This is against the Corps rules…”, you mumble.

He grabs your other hand as well, forces your sword into the snow right next to his.

“It was never my attention to betray you, (y/n). But I can’t allow you to kill that demon. We need to give them a chance.”

“She’s a demon!”, you shout, arms fighting against the sheer force of his grip only to fall into the cold snow violently.

You can’t hold back the tears that start to sting in your eyes anymore. No, this isn’t only about the sheer fact that he spared a demon. It’s about the fact that he betrayed you, that he still doesn’t share the reason why he saved them.

“I thought you trust me. I thought you…care more about me.”

It kills him from the inside, the way you look up at him with all that grief in your eyes getting reflected in the moonlight. Giyuu can only imagine how you must feel, how it has to look in your gorgeous orbs.

“I care about you more than anything else, (y/n). But still, I can’t allow you to kill that demon. Not her.”

“Do you know her? Is that the reason why you don’t want to see her die?”

You hate the pity tone in your voice, the struck of jealousy that fires your anger all over again. You lift yourself off the ground and storm towards him, grabbing his haori tightly.

“I gave it all up for you. I worked hard to become the demon slayer you always imagined me to be, I did everything I could to stay by your side, I…I always longed for you to love me back, Giyuu Tomioka. Only for you to break your own rules, to lie into my face!”, you shout at him, shaking him violently before you are able to stop yourself.

“I thought you’d feel the same way but apparently, I’m nothing but a fool.”

“But I do.”

Before you’re able to shake him again, he grabs your wrists firmly and pulls you closer, the heat radiating from your body becoming unbearable to ignore.

“You’re right, you don’t deserve that I’m lying to your face. I should have told you about them a long time ago, should have been honest with you. The truth is, I fail to understand myself why that demon didn’t kill the boy yet. Master Urukodaki…He himself told me that she is under control and does not pose a threat. If there is the slightest chance she’ll turn into a human again I need to protect them both. He is special, (y/n).”

Everything is too much. His sudden outburst, the fact that there’s still a demon out there, Shinobu who told you over and over to not spare a single one of them.

“I can’t”, you cry out.

As if in trance you grab your sword again, sprint down the soft snowy ground in the direction of the boy and the demon. What are you supposed to do? Kill them, spare them, talk to them? That girl is a demon, she needs to get killed. But all the sings Giyuu said, that look on his face. You can’t ignore what he sees in them, the words of none other than master Urukodaki haunting you down. Maybe he is right. But still, she’s a demon, you’re a demon slayer, it’s your destiny to-

You land on the ground softly.

“Please don’t run away from me.”

Suddenly it feels even harder to breathe, your lungs getting pressed into the ground without any mercy. Was it another demon, an attack from behind? Your eyes dart upwards, searching for hold in the dim moonlight.

Only to get greeted by Gyiuu Tomioka’s ocean blue eyes.

“Stay.”

“I…can’t”, you press out, arms fighting against his larger frame.

He lays on top of you, his arms pinning you down onto the ground while the sheer weight of his body keeps you in place. You might be strong, a skilled demon slayer.

But he’s still Giyuu Tomioka.

“You lied to me! You played with me! Shin…Shinobu-san is here too! When she finds out what you did, that you helped a demon…Don’t you know that you might die!?”

It becomes more than urgent to you. None of this is about the fact that he helped a demon, that you fail to understand why he feels sympathy for that poor boy. It’s about the risk of losing Giyuu, his potential end as a pillar and his whole life. No other hashira will understand why he acted the way he did. And if Kagaya-sama thinks the same…You swallow away the big lump that forms in your throat, blink away the tears that threaten to fall again.

You can’t afford to lose him.

Instead of answering, Giyuu just stares down at you, gets lost in the ocean of your eyes. Oh, he always pondered about the fact how well water breathing suits you. With your movements being flowy like waves and your eyes reflecting the ocean itself, it wouldn’t be hard for him to stare at you all day. You are magnificent, so kind that the world doesn’t deserve you, well-liked by everyone else. Why is it him you’re staring at, why do you even care about the fact that he might die? It shouldn’t bother you, shouldn’t hit you the way it does.

“I love you!”, you finally cry into the night.

The unspoken words between both of you, the stinging true always present but never talked about. You love him with all your heart, with all you have.

And the thought of losing him kills you from the inside.

Gyiuu can’t believe his ears, still staring at you without even flinching. You…love him? A gorgeous girl like you who turns heads on a regular basis, so skilled that you’re even able to outstand Kyojuro’s training. Why would you love a man like him who has nothing to offer? Even if it makes his usual calm heart flutter in sheer excitement, even if he wants nothing more than closing the gap between your faces and get a taste of your lips, he stays right in place.

“Don’t worry about me. I will not escape my punishment.”

You let out your shaky breath, mind not able to process his words while your heart already shatters into a million tiny pieces.

“BUT I CARE!”

You grab his haori tightly, knuckles standing out white while you stare up at his unwavering eyes.

“I care about you! I don’t want you to die because of something like this, I don’t want to lose you!”

He should let go of you, should stand up and walk away. You don’t deserve the pain he puts you through, you never did.

But instead, his hands cup your cheeks gently. Instead, he leans down, closer and closer to your gorgeous face.

Instead, he presses his lips against yours.

You forget how to exist for a second. Is this…is this really happening? Gyiuu Tomioka laying on top of you, his firm body pressed against yours. Giyuu Tomioka, kissing you oh so gently. You feel like fainting and flying at the same time, as good as never before while a wave of stomach flutter hits you with full force.

How many times did you imagine in secret how it must feel to have him so close? All these countless nights you pondered about the feeling of his lips, how it must be to hug him. And now all of this is happening all at once.

“Now, what do we have here? Aren’t both of you supposed to kill the demon who just run away?”

He lets go faster than you’re able to react, his hand stretched out in order to help you off the ground.

“Shinobu-san”, you breathe out in sheer horror.

Your hands start trembling, glossy eyes darting towards her. How long is she here? What did she hear? Your stomach drops to the ground. Please, she didn’t hear about the stinging fact that Giyuu helped that demon, she didn’t-“

“Is it true that you wanted to spare this demon, Tomioka?”

You swallow hard, vision getting blurry. As much as you adore Shinobu with all your heart, you know as good as she does that helping a demon is strictly against the Corps rules. And even though you weren’t strong enough to stop him, from reporting his resistance.

Shinobu will.

He doesn’t answer. Instead, he blankly stares at her, body positioning itself in front of her and you.

“(y/n), were you also involved into this? I thought you are a better demon slayer than that. You even have the chance to be a hashira! What a shame-“

“Stop”, Giyuu interrupts her.

“She tried to stop me multiple times.”

“Giyuu”, you mutter under your breath.

“Is that so? Well, isn’t the word of your crush enough to stop you? Aren’t you aware of what awaits you?”

You watch in horror as she storms towards him, her sword ready to hit him.

“So you’re really serious about saving a demon? So serious that you’re not only risking your life, but (y/n)’s as well?”

Their blades clash into each other over and over.

“Please stop, it’s not what you think!”, you desperately try to interrupt.

“I am not risking (y/n)’s life”, he clarifies.

“Oh, but you do? How are we supposed to know she didn’t help you? After all, everybody knows how close you are!”

You can’t escape the blush that creeps up your face immediately.

“T-that’s…n-not true!”

“And because (y/n) is important to me, I’d never put her life into danger.”

“I have a message from headquarters! Bring them back! Bring them back! Tanjiro, dressed in a checkered haori, with a scar on his forehead! Nezuko, a demon girl with a bamboo muzzle! Bring them back! Bring them back!”

Without another word, Shinobu puts her sword in her sheath and starts walking away. Oh, this is bad. Absolutely bad. Getting sent to the headquarters means only one thing…

“Don’t worry too much.”

Giyuu grabs your hand firmly, his eyes captivate you in an instant.

“I won’t allow anyone to hurt you.”

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lanisim · 5 months

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Rengoku's hair

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krikidilly · 3 months

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Never take a cookie from a mouse... (sugar glider?)

Extra!:

GAYYY GAYASSSS!!

#give a mouse a cookie and she will fall deeply in love its simple math really #demon slayer #kimestu no yaiba #shinomitsu #shinobu kocho #mitsuri kanroji #giyu tomioka #my art #defenders au #borrowers au #gettimg called out by giyu has to be the worst feeling. shes never gonna recover from that #btw her shirt is like a muscle shirt so her lil fur wings dont get squished!!

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maz1e · 10 months

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content: sanegiyuu, two gay men, ooc.. also I may or may not owe my friend a kunikida smutfic but I was too lazy to make one now it's 2am and I made sanegiyuu lol ALSO ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT minors dni, read at your own risk.

Sanemi's other hand discreetly finds its way to Giyuu's waist, his touch sending shivers down his spine. He explores every inch of Giyuu's mouth, savoring the taste and the intoxicating sensation of their closeness. Their bodies press against each other, the heat between them undeniable. Sanemi's hips subtly grind against Giyuu's, a silent invitation for more. His desire burns hot, and he can feel the telltale throb of his arousal against Giyuu's leg. Lost in their heated embrace, Sanemi breaks the kiss momentarily, his breath heavy and his voice dripping with desire. "You feel so good, Giyuu..” He teases him with his lingering touches as he gently guides Giyuu to sit down, Sanemi stands before him, his eyes fixed on him with a hunger that cannot be contained. Slowly, he begins to unbutton his shirt, revealing the taut muscles underneath, the smooth expanse of his chest. As the shirt falls to the ground, he moves closer, his hands caressing Giyuu's shoulders, tracing the lines of his collarbone. Leaning down, Sanemi presses his lips against Giyuu's neck, leaving a trail of soft, tantalizing kisses along his skin. His hands roam lower, gliding over the contours of Giyuu's body, exploring every dip and curve. With each touch, his desire intensifies, his need for Giyuu growing stronger. His fingertips brush against the waistband of Giyuu's pants, teasingly undoing the button and drawing the zipper down. He slips his hand inside, his touch feather-light against the sensitive skin of Giyuu's abdomen. "You're so beautiful," Sanemi whispers, his voice filled with a mix of reverence and desire. "I want to worship every inch of you."

#(＞。☆)kny #sanemi shinaguzawa #sanegiyuu #sanemi smut #sanemi shinazugawa #kny giyuu #giyuu tomioka #kny smut #kny #sanemi #kimestu no yaiba #kny tomioka #giyuu smut #giyu smut #tomioka smut

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amberkoyuki · 1 month

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Is this fate?

Warnings: describing what animals look like eating other animals/humans (dunno how else to say it), F!Reader,

Fantasy AU

Star of the show: 𝑮𝒊𝒚𝒖𝒖 𝑻𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒐𝒌𝒂

(image not owned by me)

Today was a time you were allowed off the territory to get food. You a rabbit were known to prey to most animals. Living in the enchanted Forest wasn't easy. Your kind tended to Get chased but predators such as humans that could shoot you with arrows, werewolves that could dig into you with their sharp claws, Coyotes that could tear into you with their mouth, Fox's that could trick you into becoming their dinner, dwarf hydras that could swallow you whole. You got distracted not sensing that you were entering werewolf territory. Picking berries from bushes. The berries had such a strong scent.. Like an over scented perfume/cologne. Werewolves were on of your worst enemies.

the rabbit heard footsteps.. There were several. The rabbit began running as fast as you could. They had spotted you and began chasing you. You saw arrows firing at the bunny and she merely dogged.

You felt a shiver go up your spine. This was a fight or flight situation. And you chose flight. You ran into the thick forest. You didn't make it far before something grabbed you by the neck and pinned you against a Hyperion tree. It was one of the largest tree's in the forest. The basket of food that you had spent the entire day picking was spilled over the floor. You quickly stared at the figure. He was a terrifying werewolf. His fangs already had blood on them. A body behind him. His eyes looking you up and down.. He moved his hand from your neck to your hands pinned above you.

"what's a sweet little bunny doing here on werewolf Territory." he spoke in a cold tone. "P—please.. I-I'll do anything.. I'll even become your mate..!" You spoke in a fearful tone. You had no other choice unless you wanted to die. .

“Mate!?” He exclaimed. It was almost like something came over him once he heard that.. something feral and wild and instinctual. His grip holding onto you got tighter, his gaze becoming intense and feral. After a while he turned velvet at the thought of having you. You baring his kids..

”Did you say.. mate..?”

"Y — yes.. I did"

“You would be my mate?~” His tail suddenly swayed slowly like a snake in the grass. His grip only getting tighter.

“You realize what that involves with a werewolf?”

"No..— nothing at all.."

An arrow shot at you both. Giyuu's eyes fell dark. He was annoyed at someone ruining such a moment for him. He let go of you and growled. Claws as sharp as a knife were poking out of his hands. Lunging at the human and ripping his insides out.. The human's guts were all around werewolf was eating the humans insides

The wolf turned back to the rabbit "do you want some" she looked at the dead body in disgust.. rabbits don't eat meat so she found it disgusting

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The dark fur wolf finally finished eating. Most of the human's organs were gone.. It disgusted you to the core. How could any animal eat something like that..

"Let's head back to the rest of my pack." The werewolf grabbed rabbit's hand and they began walking towards his den.. She'd never seen a pack nor been near one.

"The forest is dangerous so be careful." He instinctively rubbed his thumb against her hand

"how old are you."

"20.."

Giyuu looked shocked. You look younger than you actually are. "wow.."

"I'm 21.."

It took you a few seconds to process what he meant by wow.." Why is that shocking?" her face hardens. " Do I really not look 20?" Now that you thought about it rabbits tend to look younger than they are.. It really never crossed your mind due to being around rabbits your entire life

Mist began creeping up on them. It was late now.. Your parents would be worrying about you. You loved them. Would you really leave them for a mate.

The rabbit felt so tired to where you completely stopped moving. Giyuu glanced at you in confusion. "Are you alright..?" he rubbed the back of your hair lifting you up. You were as light as a feather to him.

"you know.. I never got your name.." He kept walking but looking at you while moving.. You were too tired to answer him.. Your body felt too comfortable to even move an an inch. Sleep was crawling upon you and you could feel it..

"Y/N.." it came out so speedily that Giyuu could tell they shouldn't have any more conversation. He didn't want to disturb you. Kissing your forehead softly and letting you relax was all he could do for now.

Getting to the next would take a while due to the territory Being so big, big enough for all the wolves too stay together. Giyuu's feet softly padded across the overgrown path. He could hear the other animals hiding from him with nothing but soft whimpers. They were afraid he'd eat them.

It smelt like rain just hitting the surface of earth. It was a relaxing sense. He didn't know why but he relaxes to this scent. He kinds forgot you were there and started humming a soft tune.. Your eyes widened when he began humming. It was angelic, how could he hide such a perfect voice..

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The cave shape was strange.. Inside of the mountain was normal but the sheer size was abnormal. It began as one tunnel which led to a center circle where others tunnels branch off from it. Giyuu was walking down a tunnel that led to a room.. Made of the softest material he could find for a bed.. Piled up in a circle. You'd never been in a wolves den

"sorry.. If it's a bit messy." He said it so gingerly.. Like he was embarrassed about the room being such a mess. She didn't mind honestly. Her room was more of a mess than this back at home.

He gently placed you on the pile of soft materials it took you a moment to realize it was made of animal hides. Humans and wolves killed animals and used them like this.. You could never imagine yourself eating another animal. It made your stomach turn..

You heard other's coming towards the room "Tomioka-san! Your finally home!" A boy with Burgundy hair began running towards giyuu. He had an unfaltering smile on his face. He looked to be a demon.. Was this a diverse pack? Because you'd seen a witch earlier

"Tomioka-san who's this..?"

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kurooandkenmasslut · 9 months

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"Ah shit, I'm so sorry! It's all over your shirt, I'm sorry-" "it's fine." Peeling your eyes off his chest where an obvious brown coffee stain laid, you finally looked up this strangers eyes, his gaze turning into yours.

"d-do I know you?" You stuttered, you couldn't help but to feel like you've known him for years. Odd. His eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if he tried to recognise you. He was quite attractive may you say, his blue tracksuit suited him well.

"I.. I don't know." He mumbled. You shook your head quickly, focusing on the problem at hand.

"Can I pay you to get that cleaned? Or can I at least buy you a coffee? My treat." "Oh um, sure. I'm not busy at the moment, I'm on my break." and so, you headed towards the nearest cafe.

"I believe I didn't introduce myself, I'm Y/n L/n. You?" You smiled. A few seconds turning into a minute. The curves of your lips drooped down a bit, your smile turning into an awkward one.

"Tomioka Giyuu." The name rang bells in your head, remembering a man saying that exact name, but in a different outfit. He had a black top and trousers, a sword in his white belt. He had a green and red haori over his shoulders. He wore his mid-length black hair in a messed low ponytail. You couldn't see his face, which was very weird to you.

Meanwhile Giyuu had the same flash of thoughts run through his mind as well. Soft pink tainted lips smiled up at him. Her hair was half-up-half-down, a cherry blossom pin in her silky hair. Her (f/c) kimono swaying in the soft breeze. Her smooth skin wrapped around his neck. The cherry blossom petals dancing around them. His hand was on her waist.

You shook your head, getting the thought out of your head.

You two talked and talked, getting served the coffee you mentioned, and the pastry you requested. Him drinking the coffee and you munching on the pastry.

That was when Tomioka looked at his watch.

"Ah, my break is almost over, since you know, I'm a pe teacher." He spoke. "Oh, I understand. I'm almost finished with my break as well, I have to get back to my patients. Here, let me give you my number." You said, finding a piece of paper and pen, writing down your number with hurried fingers. The thought of making him late because of you caused your fingers to write faster.

"Call me. I would love to hang out more often, Tomioka-san!" You said, giving a warm smile. Handing over the paper onto his, your hand and his connected felt like an electric shock. You stared at him with slightly widened eyes, confused on why you had the urge to kiss him. Craving to touch him again. What was with you today? You must be coming up with something...

"Giyuu." "Pardon?" "Call me Giyuu." "Oh! Call me Y/n then." Giyuu nodded, putting the paper in his pocket to keep it secure. You both bid your goodbyes. Looking at your watch, you sighed. You got up and grabbed your things, paying at the register and leaving the cafe with the bell ringing.

Leaving the hospital with a small sigh, you started to walk to your car and drive home. But you realised you needed some stuff to cook for your dinner tonight. It wasn't that far of a walk anyway. Your heels clicked on the ground as you looked at the sky with it's colors. The scenery always made you calm somehow. Looking forward again, you realised you were heading to a school.

'Must of taken the wrong turn, I guess.' You thought, turning your back. But something was trying to call you back to the school for some reason. You turned your head to look at the school again. There was three boys and a girl outside of the school. There was a blonde hair boy who stood out though.

"I'm telling you! That's the woman who that monster went with to the cafe! Tanjiro!!! You believe me right?! Kyaaaa!!! He's so match for her! He's so ugly and he keeps telling me to dye my hair! While she looks like an angel sent from heaven!! But you're still cute Nezuko-Chan!~" The boy screamed, and you only raised a brow. They seemed familiar. What a weird day this was.

Suddenly, the boy came running up to you, grabbing your hands into his.

"Is it true?! Did you go to the cafe with... Him?!"

"Excuse me? Who's him?" You asked, but two other boys came up behind him and you hoped to the lord above he wasn't like this blonde boy.

"ARGHHH!!!" "Zenitsu?! Let go of the poor woman! And so what if she went with Tomioka-san? It's none of your business!" "Tomioka? As in, Tomioka Giyuu?" "Ah yes! I'm sorry, but you look really familiar! Do I know you? My name is Tanjiro Kamado! This is my sister, Nezuko Kamado!" "Mhhm!" "And this is Zenitsu Agatsuma and Inosuke Hashibira!"

You looked at the four of them. The names and their faces seemed really familiar, and you just couldn't put your finger on where you seen them.

"DO YOU WANNA FIGHT?!" "Inosuke! Stop asking people that! You just got out of recovery after Gyomei-san hit you for being too loud!" "Psh... Shut it Canjiro Kamaboko..." You raised a brow at his behaviour. Today was a really weird day.

"I'm not sure if we have met. I'm Y/n L/n by the way. I-" "EEEEEK! IT'S THE MONSTER AGAIN TANJIRO! HE'S GONNA HIT ME FOR NOT DYING MY HAIR BLACK!!"

You turned to the right to see Tomioka Giyuu, fur rowing his brow at he three boys.

"Didn't I tell you to dye your hair black." Giyuu glared and Zenitsu was visibly shaken and hiding behind Tanjiro.

"Ah! Giyuu-san. Hello!" You greeted. Giyuu gave you a small wave.

"I hope these boys weren't causing you trouble? Especially this blonde one." "H-HEY! I DIDN'T!!" "Zenitsu, yes you are."

"I'M NOT CAUSING YOU TROUBLE AM I?!?!" Zenitsu screamed in your face, clutching on your hands way too hard.

"Oh uh, not really." You said nervously, still trying to get your hands out of Zenitsu's hard grip. He was gritting his teeth and was all up in your face, so you kicked his stomach, making him fly across the air.

"Sorry!" "Don't be. He's annoying." "HAHAHA! LOOK AT MONITSU FLYING LIKE A BIRD!! HAHAHAHAHA!" "Inosuke! Stop laughing! Zenitsu are you okay?!" "Mhmm!"

"Is that your students?" You asked, finally alone with Giyuu. "Yeah, they're a handful of loud children. The Kamado siblings is the most bearable ones." Giyuu said seriously, making you laugh at his tone. After you calmed down, you stared in his blue eyes. They caught you in a trance.

You unconsciously took a step closer to him, another and another. Until you were a few inches away from his face.

Suddenly, the memories, the times you spent together, the time you spent with your love until his last breath came rushing back. You knew this was him. He was back in your life. After waiting for him until you grew old. You knew that your heart belongs to Giyuu Tomioka only.

"Giyuu.. Do you remember...?" "Yes... Y/n... I do." He whispered. The memories came back to him as well. The times you two spent together as a couple, the time he spent with you until his last breath, the time his heart was still beating when he was close to you.

"I'm, I'm back..." He murmered, tears running down his cheeks. Giyuu Tomioka, the stern teacher and Water Hashira, cried? In everyone elses eyes, this was unbelievable! But in your eyes, this was normal. Sometimes, Giyuu would come home and just stress and salty tears come out of his eyes of not being worthy enough to be a hashira, and how he doesn't deserve to stand next to them. Only Sabito could, he said. You knew that wasn't true. Giyuu earned his role as a hashira, he saved hundreds of lives.

You cried as well, forever grateful the gods above has blessed you with your lover. This time, you weren't letting him slip from your fingers.

You kissed him, hard. You brought your arms around his neck and his hands placed on your waist. You and him smiled in the kiss.

You broke the kiss, and you two were just grateful to be in each others embrace.

(Pink is tengen, Orange is Kyojuro, Purple is Shinobu, Pink & Green is Mitsuri, Red is Obanai, Black is Gyomei & Green is Sanemi!)

"who's she?" "I do not know! I have seen her working in the hospital though!" "Ara Ara?~ Tomioka-San has a girlfriend?" "Kyaaa! This is so cute! True love exists! I wish someone could hold me like that!" "I could..." "I wish Tomioka and his lover well and a happy relationship." "Ew. Love is disgusting." "I heard you like Kanae so shut up angry Pomeranian!" "Shinazugawa-san! You like my sister, eh? I'll see you in my office." "You fucking dipshit, now look what you've done." "HAHAHA!"

"Is that your friends?" "I guess..."

You smiled, finishing the story of how you met and married Giyuu.

"That was a boring story." "H-Hey! No it wasn't! Your just mean and grumpy!" "Shut it Tsugoku! I'll rip that bow of your head!" "You're so immature." "Settle down now children! Can you two set the table before papa gets home?" "Okay mama!" "Mama's girl..." "Sabito! Get your bum off your iPad and help your sister set the table!" "Or what?-"

"Sabito." You glared, having your wooden spoon in hand. He trembled a bit before speeding to help Tsugoku with the table.

"I'm home!" "'Yuu! Your home! How was work?" You asked as he walked towards you. "It was okay, same old." He said, kissing your cheek.

"Papa your home!" "Papa!" Tsugoku's and Sabito's voice yelled, jumping up on him. He laughed at this.

"Hello my dears. How was school?" Giyuu asked, and they both responded with a 'Good!' before sitting at the dinner table. You placed the dinner down on the table, letting them pick their portions.

"Let's eat!"

The end 🫶🏻

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censoredhysteria · 19 days

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would love for him to take care of my wounds.

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demosuo · 1 year

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The Snow Melted (Giyuu Tomioka x Reader)

pt: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Word count: 4k

The day finally came. After two days of rest and care, Fuyuhito would start training you. He showed you through the course he wanted you to complete, making you lead the way back down to observe how you went. He put you through plenty of physically straining exercises that left your body aching and in pain. He showed you different breathing techniques you needed to completely master before even attempting to perform any snow forms. He showed you how to properly on to your sword, how to hold it for specific forms, and how to wield it.

Any time the two of you would spar, he would knock you down to the ground, watching how quickly you would get back up to have another swing at him. He would always show you how to position yourself, watching you copy him.

Never once has he laid his hands on you, it didn’t feel necessary unless you specifically asked him for help. The only times he did was to ruffle your hair to mess it up, or to help you get off the ground.

“Your form is off. You’re leaving too many open spots for me to attack.”

“How about this then!”

“Wrong.”

“Alright… How about now!”

“Wrong again.”

“What about this!”

“Now you’re just playing around, focus!”

Months and months passed as he kept training you. Every time he felt it was starting to get too easy for you, he would make things more difficult. The time it took you to get through the course became faster and faster, maybe you’d be able to beat his former students' record soon.

Your instincts have grown sharp, dodging all of his traps that he would change, and set up every morning. Your stamina clearly increased as you were able to withstand the amount of exercise without needing as many breaks as before.

“You must remember this, dear snowflake. Never let your anger or sadness get the best of you during battle. It will suffocate you.” He stood above you, watching you get worked up over getting knocked down for the nth time. “It will fill up your lungs. It will feel like you are being crushed by layers of heavy snow. I’ve watched enough of my previous students nearly kill themselves over a simple spar.” You looked up at him from the ground, wincing as you felt dirt get into your scratches.

“I never want to hear anything about you losing yourself in battle nor do I want to witness it. Do you understand?” His voice was firm and blunt. You held your hand out to him, grunting as he helped you back onto your feet.

“Understood.”

“I will continue to warn you about your emotions if need be, but I should not have to. I expect you to take this seriously, as it does involve your life. You can let out your emotion after the battle is over.” His eyes were furrowed, never once leaving yours.

“I understand, Fuyuhito. I will do everything I can to keep my emotions at bay.” You replied, returning the same seriousness in your tone as his. His body relaxed, his gaze softening with the satisfaction of your reply.

“Good. Let’s work on your forms. There has been a significant improvement lately. Show me all six forms.”

Day and night, day and night, it finally came to the day of final selection. You were able to master all six forms of snow breathing. He could try and be difficult and try to nitpick everything but there was nothing for him to point out. He was proud. The former snow hashira was feeling confident enough to send you away to the test. After two and a half years of training and preparation, you were going to prove to him, and to yourself that you can defend yourself. With confidence, with no second thoughts, and without hesitation.

“Before you go,” He turned around to face you, holding a light blue and white gradient haori and a nichirin sword. “Please, take these with you.”

“Are… Are you sure?” He nodded, watching you carefully take the sword and attach it to your belt. You took off your old haori, putting on the new one. You took the sword out of its sheath, admiring how beautiful it looked. The haori was a beautiful white-to-baby blue gradient with small faded snowflakes printed into the blue. The ends were carefully cut to make them look like the arms of a snowflake, it was like nothing you’d ever seen before.

“Now you really look like a demon slayer.” He chuckled. He placed his hand on your back, guiding you out of the place you called home. “Are you ready?”

“I am. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me, Fuyuhito.” You gave him a smile, and he returned one to you. Before you could take another step forward, one that would not have him by your side, he grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him.

“Please, (Y/N). Come back to me alive.” He spoke in a voice that was just above a whisper as he held his arms tightly around you. He didn't want to let you go. He wanted to be selfish and try to come up with an excuse to keep you back longer. He wasn’t sure if you were going to come back alive or have a crow tell him that you didn’t make it. But he knew he couldn’t keep you behind because of his worries. You needed this step for your journey.

“Of course, I will. When I come back, I want a big dinner where we can eat as much as we want! Alright?” He let out a hum of agreement before you wrapped your arms around him, holding him as tightly as he was to you.

He finally managed to bring himself to let go, keeping his eyes trained on you as you trudged away in the direction of the final selection.

“I will be back, that’s a promise! So wait for me! I’ll be back soon, father!” You gave him one final wave before putting your attention towards the path.

“She called me father…” A fond smile crawled onto his lips. He felt like he accomplished a long, hard mission, it filled him with pride. “She called me father!”

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You walked through the tunnel of wisteria trees, feeling the nerves build up inside of you. Only this time, it wasn’t because you were anxious, it was because you were excited.

As you entered the open area, you glanced around at your surroundings, looking at all the different people who have showed up for this test. Some looked like they already wanted to turn back, and some looked as if they were better than everyone here, some looked like they were about to burst into tears.

There were probably around twenty or more people here. A pair of eyes landed on you, followed by one more. One of them made their way towards you, feeling bad that you looked excluded from everything.

“Hey! I’m Sabito, what’s your name?” A voice called out to you, snapping you out of your trance. You turned to look at the owner of the voice. He had peach-coloured hair and wore a green kimono, patterned with a geometric hexagon design of yellow and a darker green.

“This is Tomioka!” The smaller boy peeked out from behind his friend, giving you a small wave. Although he was timid, his eyes glistened with curiosity, it almost seemed as if he wanted to say something. He’s cute.

“I’m (Y/N), are you guys feeling nervous?” You tried to continue the conversation, not expecting anyone to walk up to you.

“I’m feeling pretty confident, I don’t know about him.” The peach-haired boy chuckled, waving off the annoyed look from his friend. “Hey, what do you say we team up? It’ll make things a lot easier.”

“I appreciate the offer but I will have to say no to it.” You gave Sabito an apologetic look, noticing how Tomioka looked upset about your rejection. “I’m sure I’ll bump into you guys, I want to hear you guys brag about how many demons you’ve killed!” You tried joking around with them, in hopes to lighten up the mood you accidentally bought down. Both of them perked up seconds after, nodding to your comment. They were both so cute.

The three of you continued to chatter, slowly getting more comfortable with each other. Tomioka occasionally peeped in a comment before going back to watching the two of you talk. That sparkle in his eyes never left.

“Good evening.” Two identical girls showed up, both holding lanterns. Both were wearing identical purple kimonos and a wisteria flower hair clip. All the whispers chimed down as everyone put their focus on them. “Tonight you’ve come to the demon slayer corp final selection. Thank you all for being here.” They explained how demons have been caught by demon slayer swordsmen, and have been kept here for this event. For you to pass the final selection, you must survive seven days without any help from outside.

Seven whole days, you can handle this. You’re capable of surviving until the morning after the week, you will get out of this alive and go back to Fuyuhito. Hopefully, after it’s all over, you’ll be able to visit Tanjiro on his charcoal run.

“Now, your trial begins.” The twins said in unison. No one dared to move forward, many having second thoughts upon entering. Taking a deep breath in, you were the first to step forward. Shortly after, everyone else followed suit, entering the area beyond the wisteria’s protection.

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“Snow breathing: Fourth Form - Piercing Blizzard!”

You swing your sword at the two demons coming your way, drawing them in and watching them get sliced in the necks. The demon's body disintegrates into the abyss after a gargle and a screaming from them. You continued to run off in a random direction, hoping to encounter more demons. A grimace fell upon your face as you saw the bodies of unfortunate participants, you stopped at any that you came across. Sending your prayers to them out of respect before resuming your hunt.

The only moment of rest you could get was if you could find a spot in the sun up in the trees. Even then, it was too risky to let your guard down by sleeping. You had to be on guard at all times, who knows if a demon is going to snatch your leg and pull you back down into the shady area? Tonight, thankfully, is the last night. You need to get through this one last night and you’ll be able to go back home, just like you promised to your old man.

“GIYUU!”

Your head snapped in the direction of the voice, immediately recognising the name. You took a sharp turn, quickly sprinting towards the desperate voices. When you arrived, there in front of you was a massive hand demon, Tomioka struggling to stand back up and Sabito trying to keep the attention all on him so his friend could recover. Quickly climbing to the nearest tree, with everything you could muster, you launched yourself off the highest branch.

“Snow breathing: Fifth Form - Six Snow Shards!”

The shards came down at high speeds, slicing the arms before shattering from the impact of the ground. All attention was on you now as you landed on the demon itself. A hand tried to reach out to you with the intent of throwing you off its body. You quickly jumped out of the way, bringing your sword down once more to slice that arm off. You landed in front of the demon, feeling a wave of fear wash over you as you realised just how small you were compared to the monstrosity.

“Awww, aren’t you cute? Here to try and save them are we?” The demon sneered at you. You tighten your grip on your sword, moving your body into an offensive position. You saw Sabito making his way over to Tomioka to check up on him. Sabito helped the injured boy onto his feet, glaring at the demon from the side. You charged towards the demon, dodging the hands and trying to slice as many as you could. You had to get close enough to slice its neck. Were you able to do it? Its neck was thick, with multiple arms covering the base of it and most of its head.

Your breath hitched as you felt a hand lift you, squeezing you with his grip slowly tightening. You couldn’t react quickly enough and now you were panicking. All of the oxygen was being forcefully squeezed out of your lungs and you couldn’t get your arms free from the grip. Just as you were about to call out to one of the boys, a pink flash flew past your sight. At that moment, you felt the oxygen rushing back as you took a deep inhale. You fell onto the ground, your head spinning from the lack of air that was in your body. A hand grabbed onto your wrist, pulling you up and running.

“I need you and Giyuu to distract him as much as you can, I’m going to try and attack him from behind.” You nodded, following his instructions as he let go of your wrist when you were near the black-haired boy.

“You ready?” You looked at his injured form, only hoping that he wouldn’t get any more hurt as this battle continued.

“Yes.” And with that, the two of you charged at him in sync, trying to combine your form. One attacking from the left and one attacking from the right. You pulled him to the side, helping him dodge an attack that came from below. You made eye contact with Sabito, he was waiting for the right chance to strike. Who knows if this will be his only chance or if he’ll have another, it was better not to risk it. Fatigue was slowly starting to push through your bodies, you and Giyuu start to lose momentum.

“Wait a minute, where is the other one–”

“Water breathing: First Form - Water Surface Slash! Tenfold!” Everything was starting to look hopeful until the sound of the sword shattering echoed in the air, it was the only thing you could hear as both you and Tomioka watched the demon laugh at his attempt. A hand came to grab Sabito’s head, gripping it tightly as he struggled to get out.

“SABITO!” The boy next to you yelled, being the first to snap out of the frozen state. He rushed towards the demon, only to come to a halt as he heard a loud snap, multiple cracking noises, and finally a wet thud. Filled with devastation, he instead ran towards his fallen friend, holding him close to his chest. The demon's laugh got louder at the sight, mocking them.

You couldn’t move. You felt something keeping you stuck in your spot even though there was nothing. Sabito had the perfect chance to perform the attack but if his sword shattered trying to cut its neck, there was no way you would be able to do it. You wouldn’t have anyone to distract him as Tomioka looked as if he was about to pass out any moment, you weren’t going to have a chance. You turned to look at the injured boy, locking eyes with him.

Your priority has changed now. It was like something snapped inside of you.

You need to get yourself and Tomioka away from the fight before another life is taken away. You ran towards him, prying him away from his dead friend. His grip slipped off his friend's arm, only now grabbing onto the green and yellow haori. Swiftly but carefully picking him up and running in a random direction. You looked back at the body that once had energy, feeling tears well up.

I’m sorry.

“Wait, we can’t leave him, let me go! We have to go back.” He tried to wriggle out of your grasp. He wanted to avenge his friend this instant.

“He’s dead, Tomioka! You can barely stand up! This isn’t a fight that we can win!” You yelled back, shutting him up in a second. You held onto him tightly, understanding his pain. You kept him close.

You ran until you found yourself giving out near a secluded spot. You pressed your body against him, trying to protect him from hitting the ground because of you. Your breathing was ragged, feeling exhausted from everything that had happened in such a short amount of time.

Fatigue had finally caught up to you but that was the least of your concerns for now. You looked down at Tomioka, noticing his tear-streaked face. He had already passed out but he was still holding tightly onto the haori.

You couldn’t sense any demons around. You finally took this opportunity to relax. These past few days, you have been extremely tense. Not even having a moment to yourself as you would keep bumping into demons or trying to save other participants from one.

You pulled yourself to the closest tree, leaning up against it as you adjusted Giyuu’s head to be resting on your thighs. You tried to drape the green and yellow haori over him as a blanket of some sort. The fight replayed in your head over and over again, you couldn’t get rid of the dreadful noise of a sword shattering, followed by the sound of bones crushing.

“Damn it!” Tears ran down your cheeks, they felt hot against your skin. You wiped them away, trying to focus on your breathing so your crying could come to an end quickly. Every breath you took in came out quicker than the last, you were starting to hyperventilate. It has been so long since you last felt this way and you hated it. You felt movement on your thighs, looking down to see a tearful expression on Giyuu’s face. Have you woken him up?

He managed to push himself up, wiping out the tears that came out. The two of you stared at each other briefly before he was pulled into a tight embrace, you holding him to your chest as you grieved. You didn’t know the two of them at all, so why was it hitting you so hard? He buried his head into your shoulder, finally letting his tears run free, holding onto you tightly as if you were going to disappear on him as well.

“I’m so sorry.” Apologies stuttered out one after another. You felt like you were at fault for Sabito’s death. There was nothing you could have done, you shouldn’t be blaming yourself. The demon was too strong for any of you.

“He’s really…” His voice was hushed. He knew the answer but he was clinging to anything he could to be told his thoughts were wrong. He wasn’t ready to face the truth yet.

“He is…” You tried to keep yourself together, wanting to comfort the poor man. A choked sob escaped his mouth as he let out a heartbreaking cry. Your grip on him tightens, placing a hand on the back of his head as the two of you both mourned. They were so close to passing the trial together, why did it have to be now? How was he supposed to go back to Urokodaki by himself? Will he be equally as upset as him? Would the older man be upset at him?

Who knows how much time had passed? It felt like they were crying for hours. Both were exhausted out of their minds, ready to collapse at any moment. They were able to steady their breath, with the occasional hiccup every so often. Your robe was soaked from his tears and your own. He lifted his head to look at you. Your eyes were bloodshot red but so were his. They felt puffy and dry. You gently placed your hands on the side of his face, tilting his head down to press a small kiss to his forehead before bringing his head back to your shoulder.

“CAW! THE FINAL NIGHT HAS OFFICIALLY ENDED! PLEASE FOLLOW ME TO THE MEETING GROUND! CAW CAW! I REPEAT!”

The calls from the kasugai crow startled the both of you. The sun had just started rising on the horizon. They both made it to the end.

“Are you ready to get up?” You kept your tone low, not wanting to cause another burst of tears. You loosened the grip around him, placing your hands on his shoulders and slowly pulling him away from you. He shook his head, not ready to depart from your warmth just yet. “We’ll give it another minute, we can’t keep the others waiting at the meeting, alright? Try not to fall asleep on me.” He furrowed his brows and nodded, almost as if he was telling you that he wasn’t going to. You could see him fighting the melatonin.

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The two of you walked back, following the crow. His arm was wrapped around your shoulder, your hand holding onto it while the other was around his waist to hold up him. You had tied Sabito’s haori around his waist so he wouldn’t strain his hand by holding it all the way back. It was a slow journey back but you made it. You looked around at the lasting participants, all equally beaten up or injured. There were only six people who had survived the seven nights. How tragic. You could only pray for their safety on their journey back home.

“Welcome back everyone,” the twins from before the trial appeared in front of the group. ”And congratulations. We’re pleased to see you’re safe.” The twins explained how they were going to take their measurements for their official uniform and how the rankings will show and work. The twins clapped in sync, six crows emerging from nowhere before landing on their assigned individual. Everyone let out a noise of shock before trying to familiarise themselves with their crow.

“Please, step forward and pick the ore you wish to have your sword made from.”

They all look the same? Even the colours of the ores were similar. You helped Tomioka up the steps, making sure that wouldn’t trip on any of them.

You grabbed an ore before handing it to the twins. Tomioka followed suit not too long after. You helped him back down the stairs, waiting for what seemed to be a medic group to make their rounds to the two of you to clean your wounds and bandage them up. You let go of him when they came up to you, letting them handle him while one attended to you. You glanced over at the man next to you, his face showed no emotion, and his eyes lost the spark you saw before the trial. They looked dull.

“Will you be alright getting home?” You thanked the person treating you, taking a step towards the slayer. His lips pressed into a line and nodded. Seeing him like this, your heart clenched.

“I’ll be off now, Tomioka. Please get back safely.”

There wasn’t much you could do for him at this very moment. You needed to get home before it got dark, you are in no shape to fight any lurking demons. You gave him one last smile before walking in the direction of your home. You didn’t get too far before feeling a hand wrapped around your wrist, tugging you back.

“Will… Will I get to see you again..?” His grip was tight and shaking. It took a couple of seconds to get over your initial shock. You placed your hand on top of his, hoping that he would look you in the eyes just one more time.

“Of course, you definitely will. I hope we get to work on missions together. Let’s grab something to eat the next time we see each other, okay?” He nodded his head, his grip loosening up. Now it was your turn to hold onto his arm. He lifted his view from the ground to face you with confusion. “Please, look after yourself, Tomioka.” He averted his eyes from yours.

“I’ll try.”

“Good! I’ll see you around then.” You gave him one quick hug before walking away, ready to go home to finally sleep and relax. He stared at your retreating figure until it was out of sight before turning in the opposite direction, making his trip back to his master.

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I'm slowly getting back into writing and this was my first time writing a fight scene, sorry if it was rushed!!

Comments and reblogs are appreciated!

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lustful-literature-anime · 2 years

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Hashira w/ a chubby s/o pt. 1

Chubby readers need love!!!!!

Rengoku, who would combat your insecurities with a loud declaration of "YOUR BODY IS AMAZING! THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU!" It's hard to stay gloomy with his positivity around. If you wanted to get in shape, he'll invite you to his training sessions. If you don't, you could always just watch the handsome Flame Hashira work out. You best believe he'll get you believing your body is perfect the way it is when he's done worshipping you in bed

Misturi, who never shuts up about her perfect her s/o is ( "I can't believe I'm dating you! You're so cute and perfect!") . She's definitely a follower of the mantra "more to love". If you'll allow her, she'll basically cuddle you to death as she grabs at your stomach and thighs. Ofc if you're not comfy with that, she completely understands and will respect your boundaries. She'll take you out to dinner dates and on the inside she hopes you won't feel bad about how much you eat when you're with her. In bed, she'll shower you with compliments and kisses that are downright sweeter than honey

Sanemi, whose harsh words extend to complimenting you. When you're feeling insecure, he'll tell you "you look fine, stop complaining". You know he means well and that he has a hard time expressing his feelings without sounding like the ruthless Wind Hashira everyone knows. In public the most PDA he'll give you is ruffling your hair and wishing you a good day. He's different in bed though. He'll timidly caress your plump body, but not because he's actually timid; it's because he's not used to using his hands for something as delicate as pleasing his s/o.

Giyu, who just really doesn’t see why people make a big deal of people being plus sized. If people bully you, he gets angry of course, but he’s just confused: why do people harass such an amazing person like you just for your size? You help him see his own worth, something he thought he lost long ago. He silently admires your plush body, too shy to say anything in public. In private, however, he whispers all of his desires into your neck as he softly thrusts into you. “you’re perfect...too good for me...” he whimpers as you embrace him and decorate his neck with kisses.

#demon slayer #kimestu no yaiba #demon slayer smut #kimetsu no yaiba smut #kyojuro rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #mitsuri kanroji #sanemi shinaguzawa #kanroji mitsuri #rengoku x reader #sanemi x reader #mitsuri x reader #mitsuri x you #rengoku x you #sanemi x you #giyuu tomioka #tomioka giyuu #giyu x reader #giyu x you

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thewritetofreespeech · 10 months

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Since you do Demon Slayer requests, could I request Tanjirou, Giyuu, and Douma's s/o(s) petting their hair as they start to doze off on their lap?

Demon Slayer men (and 1 demon) + falling asleep in s/o's lap

Tanjiro Kamado

It was, for once, a peaceful night. The fireflies dancing around the garden of Butterfly Mansion, while Tanjirou enjoyed the sweet smell of jasmine in the air.

“What are you doing out here?” Tanjiro perked up when he heard [Y/N]’s voice behind him. Soft, but still able to be heard. “You’ll catch a cold.”

“Oh, I’m ok.” He insisted, with his usual comforting smile. “I was going to head in but….” He looked down at his lap where Nezuko was resting. In her petite form almost fully in his lap as she dozed.

[Y/N] chuckled. “I suppose you’re pinned then. I’ll join you.”

They sat down beside Tanjiro. Both their feet dangling off the edge of the porch as they looked out over the garden. “Hopefully she’ll get up soon. I don’t know what it is but ever time she lays on my lap she goes right to sleep.”

“She trusts you.” Tanjiro looked up and over to [Y/N] curiously. “Plus, I’m sure it’s comfortable. Haven’t you ever taken a nap in someone’s lap before?”

“Oh. No.” He replied. Nervously scratching his cheek. If he had it had been years. Perhaps with his mother, or father, when he was much younger and certainly not a big brother. “I think it would be pretty silly.”

“It’s not silly.” [Y/N] insisted.

They then got up and adjusted so that they were sitting on their ankles behind Tanjiro, and gently patted their lap. “Come on. Try it. This way you won’t bother Nezuko either.” Tanjiro blushed and gulped a little. It was a little embarrassing, being in a position like that. It was also embarrassing on how much he wanted to try it.

Carefully he leaned back until his back was flat against the wood and his head was in their lap. He suddenly realized that the roof over the porch had little butterflies and flowers carved into it. He’d never bothered to look up, so he never noticed. It was comforting, he thought.

Very quickly Tanjiro was asleep as well, dozing off with his sister. Nezuko eventually did wake up, rubbing her eyes with tiny fists, and noticed her brother was asleep. Her big eyes turned to [Y/N], who placed their finger over their mouth in a silent shush. The little demon didn’t say anything in response. She just got up, jumped off the porch with a quiet thud, and went to chase fireflies.

Giyuu Tomioka

A big part of being a member of the Demon Slayer Corps was traveling. Demons and evil never rested, and the ones that caused the most havoc tended to wander. The corps went where they were needed. Which could be any area in Japan.

“Why don’t you get some rest?” [Y/N] asked rhetorically as they and Giyuu bounced along in the back of a wagon. Along with lots of travel came lots of unconventional ways of getting there. Not every mission had a luxury train to get them there.

Giyu grunted, but still sat up with his arms crossed. [Y/N] sighed.

“You’d feel better.” Giyu glanced over at them from the corner of his eye. “I know when you’re tired or upset Giyu. You can’t hide it from me.”

They had been together a long time. Originally partners before they became partners. The little ticks and subtle hints in Giyu’s mood that were often lost on others were an open book to them. One that he should know by now.

“I can't sleep on hay. Makes me itchy.”

[Y/N] smiled softly, then adjusted to make their lap open & free. “Rest here then. No hay or scratchy surfaces. I won’t tell anyone you took a nap on the way.”

Giyu didn’t say anything, but [Y/N] could tell their mind was reeling about it. Eventually, he submitted and laid his head down. “Thanks.”

“Don’t thank me just yet. After you get some sleep it’s my turn.”

There was the faintest hint of a smirk on Giyu’s lips before he eventually fell asleep. Rocked there by the wagon and warm, damp smell of hay around them.

Douma

A big sigh echoed across the room as Douma heaved it out, followed by a yawn. “I’m bored.” Being a cult leader was really rather boring. All he had to do was sit here and listen to people’s problems. And since he didn’t care what happened one way or the other, to the problem or his followers, then there was really no interest to be held in the situation. He just sat here, listening to someone play the shamisen, while people brought him their problems and offerings he wouldn’t eat.

“Where’s [Y/N]?” He asked. Examining one of the many mandarins brought to him as a present, and not having the stomach to even consider eating it, before he tossed it aside. “I haven’t seen them all day.”

“It’s only noon Douma-sama.” The demon growled. He didn’t ask for the time. “But, I will find them. They were helping with the new members earlier today, so they must still be doing that.”

“New people….” To a normal cult leader that would be a good thing, but to Douma it was just another headache.

Sure, more people to choose from when he was selecting his meals, but also more people to listen to. Maybe he should make some sort of decree that the Gods asked for their silent contemplation and meditation so he didn’t have to hear them whine anymore. Yeah, that would probably work.”

“Lord Douma-sama?” The demon perked up when he heard his name and saw [Y/N]. “You wanted to see me?”

“[Y/N]-chan!” He beamed brightly as he perked up in his seat with a big grin. “I did. I wanted to see you because I missed you!”

“I’m flattered Lord Douma-sama.”

The pink in their cheeks and the subtle smell of desire made Douma’s stomach tighten in hunger. But he doesn’t want to eat them. Yet.

Once and a while he would get a favorite. No particular rhyme or reason. He would just decide to keep one of the humans as a pet, more than an hors d'oeuvre. It usually worked out well, as humans were pretty stupid and susceptible to flattery, and he was a master manipulator.

“Come sit by me. I wanted to borrow you for a moment.” [Y/N], of course, instantly came to his side and sat down. The demon giggled a little before he dramatically laid down in their lap. “Ahhhh….that’s better.”

“Is this all you wanted of me, Lord Douma-sama?”

“For now.” He replied. Eyes closed, with a cat ate the canary grin on his face. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“Of course not.” They replied, without question. “I’m happy to be of any service that brings you comfort Lord Douma-sama.”

He can smell a wave of sickly-sweet perfume coming off [Y/N] that he’s come to realize is ‘love’. Douma has never felt it, but he has smelt it before. Bombarded with the scent from his followers. Clinging to those people left behind by their lovers as he devoured one and the other fled for safety. His last favorite had the same smell, but not for him. A ‘mother’s love’ and all that. Not that he believed any of it.

“This will make me happy for now. But if I think of anything else I’ll let you know.”

“Of course Lord Douma-sama.”

The demon yawned and started to doze. Still bored, but at least mildly entertained by his new pillow. He supposed he’d have to find a new favorite soon; since this one was becoming stale and dull. For now though, this was fine.

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