#kochou shinobu x reader

[haganezukasmask]

Butterfly Poison

Fandom: Demon Slayer Pairing: Kocho Shinobu/Female Reader Rating: Explicit Warnings: Smut, almost pwp, Shinobu might be ooc, no beta Word count: 5,895 (long!) AO3 link » You and Shinobu take care of each other after a mission

Being a demon slayer is not an easy job; no one would say otherwise. Whether it’s the grueling work hours, the constant traveling or having to put your life on the line night after night, it’s enough to take a toll on even the strongest members of the Corps.

While you would agree that some days you longed for an easier, less backbreaking job, you also had to admit that there were some great benefits to your line of work. You got free food and accommodations as you explored your way through Japan. You got to sleep in regularly (true, this was usually the only time you could sleep, but still). You got a little animal companion that hung out with you when off duty. And you got a cool sword! Pretty nice perks, all things considered.

But most importantly, you got to meet new people constantly. The relationships and memories you had created during your years working for the organization were more valuable to you than any other perks or moral reasons for doing what you did. And one relationship you valued above all others was the one you had forged with the Insect Hashira herself.

The two of you had crossed paths many times during your work for the Corps., and a mutual affinity (and attraction) towards each other had made you come together very quickly.

Time and time again, you found yourselves taking care of the other’s body. Shinobu would patch you up every time you limped up to the Butterfly Mansion after a particularly difficult mission, and you would always make sure to express your gratitude and return her care in other ways.

Tonight was one of such nights, as you laid on one of the Mansion’s rooms after a three day mission, your pajamas and underwear long discarded and with an equally naked Shinobu in your bed. Her knees dug into the pillow by the sides of your head as she straddled your face, your mouth lavishing her sex and eliciting the most delicious sounds out of her.

“A-ah...fuck-!”

You smirked as you felt the last strands of Shinobu’s composure begin to snap. Gripping her hips gently to keep her in place, you ran your tongue against her inner folds in lazy patterns, steadily bringing it closer and closer to her clit. Your lover, impatient as she always was in these situations, moaned in frustration and grabbed a handful of your hair, gently holding your head in place so she could better position herself against your mouth – only for your tongue to go still once it found itself against her nub. The sudden stop in movement was enough to make her look down with a frown and see your smiling eyes peeking at her from between her legs.

“Patience, dear~,” you cooed, peppering kisses on her inner thighs.

She huffed, grinding on your face to get you to put your mouth on her again. You easily dodged her attempts, to her growing frustration and your amusement.

She huffed again. “You know I’m not very pat—aah!”

Her complaint was cut off as you gave her clit a long lick with the flat of your tongue, finally willing to grant her release. As much as you loved tormenting her and having your head between her thighs, she had already been waiting long enough…and your neck was starting to get sore.

Once your mouth started moving, Shinobu began to gently rock her hips against you, fearing that any sudden movement would result in you stopping again. When she settled on a rhythm that she liked, you took your time in exploring her body, running your hands up her thighs, ass and back, massaging the supple flesh as your tongue ran circles against her.

Her movements quickly became shorter and more forceful, and you felt her thighs begin to spasm around you. You looked up when you heard her speak through the delicious moans and whimpers filling the air.

“___, I-ah…I’m—!"

Her head and body rolled back as a wave of pleasure went through her, the sight sending another surge of heat to your own sex. Running your hands up her stomach and waist, your mouth found her clit again, giving it a few small circles with the tip of your tongue before fully wrapping your lips around it. Shinobu gave a lurch forward, one hand holding the bedframe for dear life and the other flying to her mouth to try to stifle the onset of moans she knew were coming.

Your hands found her breasts and gave the plush mounds a gentle squeeze, rolling the nipples between your fingers and pulling them, mimicking the rhythm your mouth had on her clit. Shinobu’s moans rang across the empty room despite the hand over her mouth, her hips rolling against you in a frenzy. With one last suck on her clit and a light shake of your head, her body went rigid and curled forward as her climax finally washed over her. You felt her thighs squeeze your face and caressed her hips, slowing your mouth to a stop as you allowed her to ride the last waves of her orgasm.

With a final shuddering breath, she straightened her back and pushed back the strands of hair clinging to her face. Releasing her death grip on the headboard, she moved off your face on wobbly thighs, watching you wipe the wetness off your mouth with a grin.

She huffed. “…Y-you look too p-pleased with yourself…”

You smiled.

“You don’t look pleased enough, Lady Kocho,” you gave her a look of fake concern, batting your lashes, “Should I try again?”

She gave you an icy look that drew a giggle out of you and moved to rest her head lightly against your shoulder as she steadied her breath.

You closed your eyes and reveled in the peaceful stillness, feeling her fingers stroke the soft, bare skin over your stomach and returning the gesture on her inner thigh. The late-night breeze rustling through the garden, the distant sound of a wind chime and Shinobu’s gentle breathing next to you were calming enough to almost lull you to sleep. If only your line of work allowed for more nights like this… But of course, it didn’t.

A moment later you felt Shinobu stir beside you. “How’s your leg?”

You shifted to look at your calf, the white bandage around it being the only thing covering any part of your body.

The latest wound you’d received during one of your demon-slaying assignments was healing remarkably quickly, now hurting little more than your pride. Not only had it been embarrassing enough to be hurt by slipping and slicing your leg open on a rock rather than by the demon you’d been after, your beloved Hashira had come to your party’s rescue with an army of kakushi and made such a fuss over you that you weren’t sure you’d ever live it down. Thankfully, she had taken it upon herself to personally nurse you back to health – and she had certainly gone above and beyond.

“Fine,” you bent your knee and stretched your leg as if to prove it, “Can’t feel the sting anymore.”

“Hmm…”

She seemed to consider your answer as her index finger drew circles across your skin absentmindedly. She spoke a moment later, turning her head up to look at you.

“Are you tired?”

You blinked. Tired? An odd question, considering she had been the one catching her breath from riding your face two minutes ago. You shook your head and she gave you one of her fear-inducing smiles – the ones that sent servants running for cover and made you squirm in anticipation.

“Good…I want to try something.”

Without further explanation, she slid off the bed and scurried silently to the lab on the other side of the bedroom door. A moment later, she emerged holding something wrapped in cloth and a small glass bottle filled with a clear lilac liquid. The light of the only lamp in the room made the glass shine in a small rainbow and the liquid inside seemed to glow.

Shinobu set the cloth on the bedside table and laid back next to you, holding the bottle and swirling its contents around. The movement transfixed you.

“What is that?”

She smiled, though your eyes were still glued to the mysterious liquid.

“Something I’ve been working on…”

She lifted the stopper and its scent suddenly drifted towards you. It was sweet and floral, with a slight bitterness that made it quite pleasant.

Shinobu spilled a drop of it on her index finger and brought it up to your cupid’s bow, spreading it through the center of your lips. The little that fell into your mouth was bittersweet, and you could swear you were becoming addicted to the scent. A few seconds after the liquid touched your lips, you began to feel them heat up and prickle, as if tiny needles were slightly poking your skin.

Shinobu smiled at your sudden wide eyes and surprised expression before giving your lips a soft kiss.

“Do you like it?” she purred and nuzzled your nose with her own. You nodded, pulling her in for a longer, deeper kiss, the feeling heightened thanks to the concoction on your lips. She smiled again before slipping her tongue into your gasping mouth, making you moan.

Shinobu pressed herself against your side, her breasts against your own and legs intertwined, slightly pushing yours open. Her hand slithered down your thighs, fingers soon sliding over your slick opening and drawing a moan. The sound was cut seconds later as you pulled your mouth away from hers in surprise.

“Shinobu-”

 “Shh…” she cooed at your sight panic.

Somewhere along your little make-out session she had covered her fingers with the strange liquid and spread it all over your sex; you had been so wet from having Shinobu sit on your face earlier that you didn’t notice until you felt your clit prickling in the same way your lips were. You hissed as Shinobu’s fingers swept over it again, circling it gently as she kissed down your neck.

“Does that feel good~?”

“Y-yes!”

Two of her fingers slid inside you, covering your walls with the same prickling and heating sensation, making you squirm in pleasure. Her fingers worked in and out of you in a steady pace as her other hand explored your body, caressing and groping along the way.

“…You’re so pretty like this, ___...” her hand squeezed one of your breasts softly, bending down to take your nipple into her mouth and suck on it gently. You gave her a content little moan which made her smile around you, almost feline-like.

Pleased with your reaction, she moved on to the other breast, fingers still moving tirelessly and drawing what she considered to be the most beautiful sounds out of you. Your sighs and moans filled the room, joined by Shinobu’s occasional giggles and hums of appreciation. But above all, you could hear the sound of your lover’s fingers moving in and out of your drenched, dripping pussy – it was obscene and a bit embarrassing, but damn if it didn’t turn you on even more.

Leaning back to examine her work, Shinobu’s thumb pressed against your clit and gave a gentle little flick upwards. The movement cut your breathing short with a gasp as your back arched slightly off the bed, pleasure exploding across your nerves. When her thumb moved again, you released a loud moan, rolling your hips in time with the circles she rubbed on you.

As your pleasure grew, you felt her picking up the pace, which you matched easily in your desperation to find release. Whatever she had used on you made you extremely sensitive to every touch and movement, down to the slightest flick of her wrist. You felt yourself rising higher and higher, closer to your limit as your breaths became shorter and your sounds more desperate.

You knew you were only seconds away when Shinobu removed her hand from you. Your eyes, squeezed shut in anticipation moments before, flew open to look at her and received a serene smile in return.

“W-wha-”

Shinobu moved between your legs, spreading them slightly further apart to make room for herself.

“Patience, dear~,” she cooed with a smirk.

You should have known…

You gave an exasperated sigh, breathing steadying a bit. As frustrated as you were, your lungs were pleased to get a full breath in again.

Shinobu’s hand ran up your slit again before bringing it up to her face. You could see your slick covering it as she stuck one of her fingers into her mouth and sucked it clean with a little moan of approval. The sight was enough to make you clench.

She leaned forward and pressed a second finger to your lips, slipping it into your mouth without any resistance. You sucked on her finger while holding her stare, and you could see something flicker in her eyes at the sight.

Taking hold of your legs, Shinobu bent her head to lay kisses and nibbles over the inside of your thighs, inching closer to your core painfully slowly. Trying to ground yourself, your hands ran over her silky hair, caressing and pushing the (for once) unbound locks away from her face. She smiled and gave your hand a quick kiss as it passed her face before returning her mouth to your thigh. The small act of intimacy made you smile.

Whether it was due to your sweet gesture or her not being very patient like she had said, Shinobu only gave your thighs a few extra kisses before lowering her mouth to your sex, sticking her tongue out to give a tentative lick. Your hips jumped at the contact, to her amusement.

Lowering herself fully on the bed, her mouth worked over your slit, tongue pressing a long, firm lick up towards your clit, which she flicked with the tip. The small, brief contact was enough to make your moans start up again, your pussy already worked up and oversensitive.

Shinobu’s mouth felt like magic as she ran her tongue over your folds and into your opening, sucking and kissing in a way that had you seeing stars. Her hands moved over your legs, kneading the soft flesh and bringing them up over her shoulders. She then let her hands roam your body in the same way yours had done; up your sides, over your stomach, taking hold of your breasts and giving them a nice squeeze.

You could feel yourself lose control of your body as the pleasure began to mount once again. As much as you tried to keep your thighs from crushing Shinobu’s head, it was getting harder and harder to stop them clenching shut. Your hands, desperate for something to hold on to, moved from gripping the bedframe behind you to balling into the sheets, tangling in Shinobu’s hair, both pulling on it slightly and pressing her face closer to you, moved up to knead your breasts and then tangling into your own hair. Your hips were buckling hard enough to make Shinobu place a firm hand on your lower stomach to keep you in place as her mouth sped up, making you spasm.

You had tried to keep your noises in check at some point, but it had proven useless and you were seconds away from howling like a woman possessed. Your throat couldn’t keep up with all the stimulation your pussy was receiving, and most moans were cut in awful gasps and grunts that sounded terrible to your ears, but which Shinobu seemed to appreciate. Your breathing was starting to hitch again, and you knew if you didn’t get release soon you were going to go insane.

Gathering every ounce of concentration you could muster, your hands pulled Shinobu’s hair away from her face again as you spoke in a shaky voice.

“Sh-shinobu, I’m—nng! …p-please darl-”

A moan cut your pleading short, but she understood. With a last lick to your folds, her tongue attacked your clit as her eyes locked with yours. Once she was sure she had your attention, her lips wrapped around the nub and she hummed, sending vibrations to the depths of your being. With a suck and light shake of her head, your orgasm exploded, making the world around you disappear. You felt your legs tense up and heard an ungodly sound come out of your mouth as your head fell backwards into the plush pillow, mind dizzy with pleasure and lack of oxygen.

As your breathing steadied and your body relaxed, you felt Shinobu’s mouth move away from you slowly. The puff of air on your sensitive clit as she caught her breath was too much for you to handle, and your legs reluctantly moved to give her room to sit up. She licked her lips and wiped at the wetness on her cheeks and chin delicately, always the lady even in these situations.

She watched your disheveled figure as you recovered, panting and moaning still, limbs sticking out limply, hair a mess. She settled beside you again, fingers gently brushing stray hairs away from your face and laying a kiss on your temple.

“Are you alright?”

“I-” a whimper cut through you as you tried to talk.

While the rest of your body had slowly come down from the explosion of your orgasm, you felt your pussy still clenching and spasming in what you originally thought were aftershocks, but which refused to die down several seconds later.

“Shinobu, what-” a little moan interrupted you again, “w-what did you give me…”

She hummed as she watched you squirm beneath her.

“It’s a solution I’ve been working on that targets nerve receptors, making them extremely sensitive. I’m hoping to develop it into a new kind of poison against demons…But it’s harmless to humans,” she added with a smile, seeing your eyes widen at the mention of poison. “Our physiologies are different, after all…”

“And how-” you squirmed again “ho-w long does it l-ast?”

“Not too long…a few hours, maybe.”

You felt your eyes trying to pop out of your head. “Hours?!”

“Mmhmm…” she leaned to place kisses all over your face. “That’s why I asked if you were tired…”

“Kocho!” what you intended to sound like a reprimand came out in a moan as you felt your sex spasm and heat up once again. You clenched your thighs together trying to get some friction, your eyes squeezing at the feeling. It was a fraction of a second before you felt Shinobu’s thigh slip between your own. Her lips ghosted over your ear.

“Do you want my help, ___?” she whispered before biting your earlobe playfully.

You felt every nerve in your body light up in pleasure and slight annoyance at your lover, and considered denying her for a second, but the feeling between your legs was quick to kill your pride as you could start to feel your juices dripping out of you.

“…yes.”

“What’s that?”

You grunted. “Please help me, Shinobu…”

She moved above you to grab whatever she had laid on the bedside table, making your legs spread wider than before. The sight of you, completely exposed and needy for her, made her reconsider and settle back to take in the sight better.

You looked at her questioningly through lidded eyes as she ran her hands up your body again, setting off goosebumps. Taking hold of your spread legs, she pushed them slightly further apart, settling one of her own above yours and bringing you closer to her. The movement was enough to make you rise slightly off the bed.

“Shino-”

“Shh…it’ll be fine…”

Somewhat eased by her serene smile, you watched intently as she brought her pussy down to your own. The contact set off sparks in both of you, and your moans rang out almost in unison. Your arms failed you and you collapsed back on the bed as Shinobu moved her hips gently, trying to position herself better. Your poor clit, swollen and still sensitive, throbbed and made your hips jump into Shinobu with more force than you intended, making her hiss. As an apology, your hands reached out to smooth over any stretch of skin they landed on, caressing her waist and the curve of her thigh as she began to rock her hips against you.

There was little you could do besides trying to make sure your hips didn’t hurt Shinobu and letting out every moan and whimper your body wanted to make. The feeling was just too much. You could feel yourself clenching at emptiness every time Shinobu’s clit rubbed against yours. She moved at a steady pace, holding your thigh against her to use as an anchor. Every thrust against you made her breasts bounce and her eyes flutter shut, moans of pleasure mixing with your name.

Your excessive wetness, mixing with Shinobu’s own made an even more lewd sound than before, and you could soon feel it dripping down your legs and onto the bed. The sounds you were both making and the sight of her so lost in pleasure made your already weak hold on your nerves give out. A second orgasm took over you faster than it ever had, your hips picking up speed before coming to a shaky stop as a moan raked through you. Shinobu’s hips moved feverishly against you a few more times before her own climax made her tense up and release a moan that echoed across the empty room.

Body on fire, you watched in a haze as Shinobu slowly moved away from you and caught her breath. While her breathing seemed to be going back to normal quickly, you struggled to stop gasping for air as your pussy clenched again. Even in your state, curiosity got the better of you, and you focused all your energy into forming what you hoped would be a coherent sentence.

“Sh-shino-” a gasp that was starting to resemble a normal breath interrupted you. “D-does that t-thing work on you-u?”

It took a second for her to grasp what you meant, but understanding quickly took over.

“No, it doesn’t spread once it’s dry. I have to work on that…”

Your brain could only wonder what the hell she meant by dry when you were wetter than you’ve ever been in your life, but you nodded all the same as she hovered above you. Her hands moved ever so gently over your sides, careful not to be too rough on your heated skin. She placed soft kisses over your face, only kissing you fully when she felt your breathing even out. You returned the kiss while running your hands slowly across her back, finding comfort in the feeling of her small frame above yours.

You kissed for what felt like hours, but the poison made you lose all sense of time, so who could say. Your breathing had somewhat evened out when Shinobu pulled away. With some relief (and maybe a bit of pride) you noticed that she looked as disheveled and fucked-out as you felt. She placed a hand over your chest, where it rose and fell as you focused on breathing.

“How do you feel?”

Just as a “Fine” was about to cross your lips, you felt another jolt of heat run through your sex and whined in desperation. How could your pussy be ready to go again after two explosive orgasms when the rest of your body had barely been able to recover in between? You could barely feel your legs and your head felt light, all your nerves were on fire and your lungs – God, your lungs. Even with your extensive demon-slaying breathing training, Shinobu had managed to turn you into a limp, exhausted heap that could only stop panting long enough to form a semi coherent sentence.

“…Still horny,” you looked at Shinobu with what you meant to be an angry glance, but which you knew probably looked pathetic. “How am I still horny?”

Shinobu hummed and removed her hand from your chest after a while. “Don’t worry, __,” she placed a soft kiss on your lips. “We can fix that…”

“Shino-”

Your protest was cut short as she pulled away and a cold gust of air ran over your suddenly exposed sex, making a shudder run through your body. You panted as Shinobu sat back between your legs, gently running her hands over your thighs as she seemed to examine you.

“Do you want to try something else?”

As much as the rest of you wanted to decline, the heat on your lower lips had slowly been increasing again, in no small part thanks to Shinobu’s hands slowly inching closer to them. As her fingers began to massage your inner thighs more firmly you felt your pussy start to clench and drip again, as if it was begging her to try something, anything else, to relieve it. Against your better judgement you felt yourself nod.

Shinobu’s hand moved forward and gently spread your lips further with her thumbs, earning a sigh from you. She hummed and released you when she seemed satisfied with what she saw, and moved to retrieve whatever was on the bedside table. She held the object with both hands and paused, looking at you until your muddled head managed to focus on her. She spoke once she was sure she had your attention.

“I’ve been wanting to use this for a while, but…” her brows furrowed as she seemed to examine you again with what you could only think of as concern. She shook her head lightly as she carefully unwrapped the parcel. “Well…tell me if you don’t want to use it now…”

Your eyes widened as she revealed the contents of the cloth. In her small, delicate hands sat a dark, shiny wooden dildo. While not extremely realistic, the wood had been carved into a slight upward curve and had a larger, rounded head that caught the light of the table lamp and gleamed. Your pussy seemed to jump at the sight of it. At the end of the lacquered phallus was a larger, flat base with wide cloth straps, and understanding dawned on you.

Your mind began to wander. Who would have thought that the refined Lady Kocho had such interests… Although you, of all people, shouldn’t be surprised by these things, you couldn’t help but wonder if you had had any influence on her. She had never mentioned wanting to try toys or anything else, yet she had already hit you with the world’s most powerful aphrodisiac-lube and now she wanted to fuck you for the third time with a strap on, all on the same night. Your eyes fixed on it again. It looked like very good craftsmanship, and therefore expensive – maybe even custom-made. How had Shinobu acquired it? She certainly had the means to get her hands on anything she wanted, but you couldn’t imagine her ordering a strap on dildo in person any more than you could imagine her sending a servant to do it…

Shinobu seemed to take your reflective pause as hesitation and began to wrap the dildo in the cloth again.

“…if you don’t want to use-”

“Yes.”

Shinobu looked surprised by your quick response, but not nearly as surprised as you were yourself. Maybe this poison had some mind-altering side effects, because you were clearly not thinking straight – right now what your brain wanted didn’t matter as much as what your pussy wanted, and your pussy wanted Shinobu’s wooden dildo.

“I want you to use it,” you said in case she was waiting for clarification.

She seemed to examine you yet again, and you tried to look as composed as you could, even if you could feel your wetness drip towards the bed again. With a small “Alright” she began to place the straps around her hips, and you felt your breath catch in anticipation.

Once she was comfortable with the way it sat on her, she leaned towards you. Gently spreading you with one thumb, she grabbed the base of the dildo and ran the tip slowly up and down your folds, making you shiver. She did it again and again, entranced by how your wetness quickly covered the tip. A moan from you broke her concentration as the tip flicked over your clit and made you jump. Seeing that you were clearly wet enough she looked at you again.

“Are you ready?”

You nodded at her before focusing your gaze on the dark tip of the dildo. With one last brush over your folds, Shinobu lined the tip with your entrance and thrusted forward slowly. You sighed heavily as the cold lacquered wood easily dipped past your lips and began to stretch your walls, the dark length quickly disappearing inside you. The feeling of fullness consumed you, and your eyes rolled back as something in you seemed to relax.

Giving you a chance to get used to the feeling, Shinobu’s hands soothed your skin before settling on your waist to gently hold onto you. Her eyes locked with yours and once she received a nod from you she began to pull her hips back. With the first stroke, you let out the loudest moan you’d ever heard from your own mouth.

“Oh fuck, Shinobu!”

If you thought you’d been overstimulated before, you were clearly mistaken. Every nerve in your body seemed to have moved to your sex – you could barely feel anything else. The effort you had made all night to keep your volume in check went out the window as Shinobu drove the dildo in and out of you again and again. The friction as your walls clenched around the length was delicious, the round head hit you just right and made your eyes roll back, legs slack around Shinobu’s.

As your entire concentration was on the tension mounting from toy sliding in and out of you, you saw Shinobu pick up your legs and stretch them up, so that they rested against her frame. The angle made the dildo slide in deeper than before, and the first stroke in this new position made you cry out your lover’s name. With another small, feline smile Shinobu slightly picked up the pace, the sound of her hips slapping against you and your juices squelching around the toy filling the room.

Your moans and cries were probably loud enough to wake up all the servants and slayers staying at the Butterfly Mansion, but what could you do? You felt like you no longer had any control of your body; the poison Shinobu had given you had only made you capable of being aroused and doing anything necessary to find your release without giving a damn about any consequences. You only wished you were somewhere more secluded, somewhere where you didn’t have to suffer the servants’ eyes avoiding your gaze when the morning came. Somewhere where you could use that godforsaken poison on Shinobu and fuck her with the strap on, where you could draw out of her all the moans and lewd noises she was drawing out of you.

A thrust brought you back to reality, as your pussy clenched violently – a sign you knew too well. The feeling inside you and the sight of Shinobu’s body moving and her look of concentration when fucking you was enough to draw you over the edge quickly, the third and strongest orgasm of the night slamming into you with more force than you anticipated. With a final cry, you collapsed on the bed as your pussy clenched around the dildo, Shinobu having slowed down but not fully stopped yet. Your mind swam as she finally stopped and caught her breath, carefully laying your legs back on the bed, where they stayed as limp as before. Placing a steadying hand on your hip, she slowly pulled back, taking the dildo out of you. The sight of it covered in your arousal seemed to satisfy her. She undid the straps around her hips and gently laid it on the ground by the bed before leaning over to check on you.

“__...are you alright?”

You felt her fingers pushing strands of your hair away from your face as she inspected you as she would a patient. Your body, moments ago only focused on your climax, was now devoted to regulating your breathing, and in your daze you could barely pay attention to Shinobu, let alone answer her. At her concerned face, you managed a weak nod to let her know that if you weren’t completely alright now, you would be. Satisfied with your answer, she moved away from you and off the bed.

Over your own labored breathing and the crickets in the yard, you could faintly hear running water coming from Shinobu’s lab. Your mind focused on it and drowsiness began to slowly make its way into your addled brain. You held onto it with purpose, hoping to doze off before your body had time to get aroused again. You never thought you’d say it, but your body had had as many orgasms as it could handle for one night.

Unfortunately, it seemed you wouldn’t be so lucky; while the rest of your body had calmed down, you felt a familiar prickling begin again, and the frustration finally brought tears to your eyes.

“Please, not again…” you clenched your legs together, which somehow made it worse. Something between a moan and a sob slid past your lips as you writhed on the bed. “Not again, please, please-”

“It’s alright, __.”

You looked up to see Shinobu standing over you with another cloth in her hand. You gave her a pleading look as she moved to spread your legs.

“Shinobu, please-”

“Shh…”

She spread your legs with little resistance and ran a cold, wet towel gently over your sex, cleaning all the mess you’d made and instantly cooling your nerves. She then ran it across the inside of your thighs, cleaning any leftover stickiness. Whether it was the water or the cold, you felt the heating and prickling melt away almost instantly and released an enormous sigh of relief.

As sleep was about to finally take you, you felt Shinobu climb into bed beside you wrapped in a soft nightgown. You moved to make space for her and she settled next to you, careful not to be too rough on your overheated skin. You gave her a tired smile, which she returned.

“Did you like my experiment?”

“Mmhmm…”

You nodded weakly and she moved down to give you a soft peck on the lips.

“But don’t ever do that without warning me again…”

She laughed and toyed with some strands of your hair. “I won’t, I promise.”

“Hmm…” You hummed contently and closed your eyes again as she ran her fingers through your hair.

You still wanted to interrogate her on her sudden interest in phallic bedroom toys and how to acquire them, but your body was finally ready to give into rest, so you let it go for now. There would be time to confront her tomorrow, when she couldn’t use your sleepiness to avoid answering. And more importantly, there would be plenty of time to plan how to enact your revenge.

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[mxxstiq]

hi, hello, guess who’s alive

Maddy has revived me with her STUNNING spider!shinobu art (linked here). so naturally, having just watched ATSV i really wanted to write something. so here we go (i’m a little rusty, bare with me)

y/s/n = your spider name!

y/n = your name!

Shinobu had been watching you for a few days now. you were her top suspect in a string of crimes that had been happening all over Tokyo. this criminal, by the name of y/s/n, had been committing crimes dressed in their own spider suit. As she perched atop your building, she hummed softly, watching your window closely. then, she saw the movement. and sure enough, there you were, creeping out of your window as you pull your mask down. you swing forward as shinobu quietly pursues you. just as you swing your arm forward to thwip, your body is entangled in someone else’s web.

“shit” you mumble. “my my, someone’s got a foul mouth on them”

your body is pinned against the side of a building; arms, legs, torso restrained by silky purple hued webbing. a body hovers over yours, pinning you further. “now, i’d like to chat with you, y/s/n, if you’re not to busy that is~”

now now now, listen. i was brainstorming names that shinobus spidersona would be and i kid you not, i couldn’t think of ANYTHING GOOD. what like butterfly-spider? spider-fly? poison-spider? spider-wisteria?? NOTHING i tell you, NOTHING.

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[knybits]

THE HATING GAME — 4

PAIRING —

↳ kochou shinobu x reader

SUMMARY —

↳ Geniuses within the same field yet rivals within each other’s eyes, your colleagues wonder when the sexual tension will break so that you two will become the department’s powerhouse couple so that they can enter you two into the couples contest against the other departments. Some things might have to be done by force.

WARNINGS —

↳ cursing 

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Shinobu is one more car ride away from giving you a lobotomy. 

Sure, you’re dutiful to your responsibilities, but the rest of the department is slowly starting to question the relationship. She can tell by the way they blink in confusion when the two of you split up upon entering the lab. They see how quick you are to take your hand back the minute you think no one is looking. 

They can also tell by the way they pull up next to your car at a red light, and there’s music blasting so loud there’s no way you two can hold a conversation. You look disinterested on the road, but Shinobu’s patience is pulled so thin that they can tell she’s pissed even though she smiles in the passenger seat. 

When her friends ask her if everything’s okay, Shinobu would laugh lightly and wave them off, claiming that everything is just peachy (though her fist is clenched by her side and is a perfect imitation of the Arthur meme.) 

The first date over the weekend was fine. 

But that’s it. 

Just fine. 

Pick up at 5, have dinner at 6, watch a movie at 8, drop off at 10. 

No words were exchanged and the only time you two spoke was when you came face to face with someone from college. Painted smiles and palms burning because holding hands with Shinobu meant death. 

The car ride back to her apartment was loud (you two fought for who gets to control the radio station.) And when she stepped out of the car, she knocked on the window. Thinking she forgot something, you rolled the window down only for her to lean in with a smile before she said, “What, no goodbye kiss?” You stared at her blankly before rolling the car window up and slowly pulling out of the driveway. 

She didn’t appreciate how you flipped her the bird as you left. 

In the past week, you’ve gotten good at misdirection. Or, you hope you’re good. 

When people walk up to you to ask about Shinobu, you steer clear of the topic. Araceli is starting to give you weird looks and she’ll kick your shin under the table whenever you say, “Nevermind that,” because Shinobu is not a ‘ithat.’ 

“If you don’t start treating Shinobu better then I’ll snatch her right up,” Araceli warns and a big part of you wants to yell “g o f o r i t.” Araceli can tell that Shinobu wants to strangle you for being so cold and distant. 

At this rate, her plan as well as the rest of the department’s will crumble like ash and she’ll do anything for $7,000 (the reward money continues to go up every few days.) On days where Araceli decides to just walk around campus and talk to her peers, they ask how Shinobu and (Y/n) are doing, and Araceli will give them a thumbs up. 

She might have to give them a thumbs down next time. 

Araceli groans to herself when she watches you split from Shinobu the second you two walk into the lab, and her brain quickly wracks up a plan to save this nightmare of a relationship. 

“Hey. Shinobu!” Araceli smiles widely at the woman, who turns her head to give her undivided attention. “Why don’t you come over to (F/n) and I’s apartment after lab today?” 

You head whips to your best friend at the speed of lightning and you beg Shinobu with your eyes to say “no.” But of course (cue a shitty impression of Shinobu’s high pitched voice) “I’m not that nice,” and Shinobu graciously accepts. 

“Oh fuck me,” you grumble, and Shinobu passes by you before whispering, “Been there done that,” under her breath. You damn near throw a beaker at her but Araceli holds you back, yelling something about abuse. 

The rest of your time in the lab goes uneventfully, much to your pleasure. Rama helps Shinobu, paging through her thick bound notebook with eyes boggling at what she wants to try in the near future. You think you hear him mumble something about an illegal substance, but you try not to pay it any mind since Shinobu doing dangerous things isn’t a surprise. 

But in the final few minutes before you’re done with today’s progress in your experiment, Araceli breaks your concentration and you fumble with a beaker. 

Eyes turn to you and everyone holds their breath at the sound of a loud clinking, but nothing shatters and that’s the best case scenario. Unfortunately, the substance in the beaker spills onto your coat sleeves and you click your tongue in annoyance. 

“Oh my god we need to call an ambulance,” Araceli grabs you, but you yank your hold from her grasp with a roll of your eyes. 

“It’s just water, chill,” you reassure her and she continues to apologize. Anything else and you might have died, but you haven’t had the chance to handle anything too dangerous yet. Araceli can rest easy knowing that you aren’t too interested in performing too many life threatening experiments. 

At the tapping of heeled shoes, you raise a brow when Shinobu holds out a handkerchief to you. It’s not common for someone to just have a handkerchief on them, so you can only assume that Shinobu is either super prepared for everything (typical) or handkerchiefs are normal in Japan (respectable.) 

Either way, you stare at the cloth in her hands warily and she sees your distrust. Shinobu huffs in annoyance, shoulders bunching together as she forces the handkerchief into your hands with a roll of her eyes. 

“Just take it,” she sighs out, and you begrudgingly thank her for her service. 

Araceli takes her time to stare at the two of you with patient eyes, and a soft smile crosses her lips as the thought that this might actually work out crosses her mind. 

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“I don’t know like don’t break the sink and throw your shit on the couch I guess.” 

Nevermind. 

Shinobu chucks her bag at you instead (“sorry my hand slipped”) and Araceli covers her ears when you start yelling, and then Shinobu starts attacking you with just as much bite (though with the amount of control that Shinobu holds over her tone of voice, Araceli has to admit that she’s much more scared of Shinobu than you.) 

In Shinobu’s eyes, the apartment is… plain, to say the least. 

There isn’t much evidence that you really live in the apartment. It all feels like Araceli, and when Shinobu glances into what she assumes is your room, she can’t pick up an ounce of life in it. It’s unnaturally cold, and she continues on her way to the bathroom. 

You’re fully aware of how drab the apartment is too. Within the 10 minutes of shame that was you scrambling to dress yourself after that one night stand you took notice of how well decorated Shinobu’s apartment was. 

It irks you how she might as well be an interior designer too. 

True to her daily butterfly clip, the theme is purple with little butterfly decorations spread around. It’s a dainty look and you have to pay attention to detail to notice the small butterfly theme. Lilac purple sheets and greenery with wisteria flowers hanging in the kitchen to give a breath of life to the room.

There’s a big, round, gold framed antique mirror hanging near the entrance way that practically screams “I’m a boss ass bitch,” which would explain where Shinobu gets her confidence from. And when you fell into the bathroom to snatch your underwear back you saw bottles and sprays of multiple skincare products. 

 She’s meticulous in everything that she does and her apartment goes to show for that. The only sign of student life that you can see from Shinobu is her lab coat hanging from a (rather elaborate) coat hanger near the doorway. 

But other than that, it just looks like an apartment fit for a queen. 

Your own apartment, on the other hand, has a fucking bunsen burner in the kitchen. And sometimes you boil hot water for your cup ramen with it. Araceli hates the way you live, but as your childhood friend she puts up with the most. 

“Hey, do you want some coffee or something? I’m heating up the burner!” You call out, struggling to click the lighter one (it’s 2 years old and you don’t want to spend the time going to the store to buy another one.) 

When Shinobu doesn’t say anything you furrow your brows in confusion, and Araceli shrugs from her spot on the couch when you give her a look. You decide to give up on the burner (lighter won’t do its fucking job anyway) and instead slink down the hallway, cracking doors open to see where she’s gone. 

At the end of the hallway, you find your door open the tiniest bit, a sliver of a golden ray from the setting sun peaking through. The blood rushes from your face when you realize where Shinobu is, and you’re quick to open the door. 

There she stands, big doe eyes wide with wonder at the way the gold medal in her hand shines. You click your tongue at the sight of the medal and Shinobu finally snaps out of her trance, glazed eyes clearing and processing the words engraved on the back of the medal. 

“Fuck, I forgot to throw that one away,” you snatch the medal from her hands and Shinobu blinks in surprise. Not by your brash and rude actions- she’s used to your asshole-ish tendencies now- but what the medal commemorates you for. 

“Most outstanding athlete award?” Shinobu mumbles out, pondering over the idea. 

Truth be told, Shinobu can’t even imagine you kicking a soccer ball. She can’t see you jumping to dunk a basketball. Hell, she can barely imagine you running a solid mile. 

In the few years she has known you, the closest thing to physical activity that she has seen out of you was when you were running late for a class freshman year and power walked across the lawn (and even then you were late.)   

Shinobu actually found the medal within a packed box in the corner of your room, dusty and sun bleached after years of being left untouched. Almost like an unburied treasure right before anyone’s eyes to see, but forgotten for a reason unknown. 

She sees other trophies and plaques in the box, thrown in with a few awards broken due to lack of care. And yet, they still glow proudly, but the look on your face seems ashamed to be basked in its light. 

“Uh, yeah, I dunno I fucked around with sports in high school I guess,” you play off, tossing the medal back into the box. Shinobu winces when she hears a rather aggressive clanking noise and she’s afraid that something broke, but you seem like you could care less. 

“Why don’t you take care of these more? There’s so many! Surely you have something in here you’re proud of,” she huffs, crouching down to rummage through the box. She tries not to pay attention to the two silverfish she just saw scuttling around at the bottom. 

There’s “Best Scholar” award and “First Place Tennis Champion” and “First Place Debate Team.” Shinobu finds a two-tiered soccer championship trophy that’s been broken in half to make space in the box, and she learns that you speak fluent enough Spanish to have won some speech contest. 

All this hard work and dedication stored away in a tiny box, and Shinobu’s heart twists to see the state you’re in today. Because you could care less of a shit about hard work and dedication, and you care more about just looking smart with no effort. 

In all honesty, you’re kinda just… there. 

Known to be at the top of the class but unwilling to help your peers. Only there for the bare minimum or work required and not an ounce of interest shown towards extracurricular (Shinobu’s in four clubs and even she thinks that’s overkill.) 

The final straw for her is when she sees a thick paper certificate, complete with a golden seal and an extravagant blue bow. It’s coffee stained a little and it’s been ripped in half, but there’s tape holding it together. It’s written proof that you took an international test for chemistry (Shinobu remembers entering this competition herself) and you actually won. 

You beat Shinobu Kochou. 

You beat the whole world. 

“Wh- Why?! What happened?! Why did you just... Give up?!” 

You shrug, hands tucked into your pockets with a bored look on your face. But just by looking at you the reality sets in for Shinobu and suddenly the way you act makes sense. 

Because, “I dunno… When I started college I kinda fell out of love with the world and everything in it.” 

You turn away from her dropped jaw and glossy eyes. There’s a weight on your chest that reminds you of everything you’re doing wrong. And now your enemy knows your most stupid secret. 

Shinobu can’t help but feel sorry for you. 

She sees a burnt out flame sputtering, barely glowing with life and being consumed by the dark. Inky black against a half hearted orange. The only time this flame seems to spark is when you have to gather yourself to enter a verbal fight with Shinobu, and she’s a fool to see how that’s all that’s left for you. 

Her eyes cast its way back down to the box, and her nimble fingers gently fold the flaps back in on themselves. She’s not particularly fond of this treasure. 

So Shinobu decides to do what she does best. 

“Let me make you dinner tonight,” she smiles up at you from her place on the floor. 

Your head whips to face your fake partner before you can even stop yourself from saying, “Ew. No. Why. You’re gonna poison me.” 

And then she laughs. 

Like, actually laughs. 

It’s the first you’ve heard her laugh this genuinely before, her eyes closed and more than just a small chuckle. This laugh echoes throughout your cold room and makes a home in it, a warm laugh that makes you feel like you’ve eaten butterflies. 

“No,” her laugh slowly dies down and she stands with grace, “but as a witch I’ll cast a spell so that you can start loving the world back. And we’ll start with my mean omelet rice,” Shinobu pumps and arm up, patting whatever imaginary bicep she has before skipping out of the room. 

And now there’s another thing you hate about Shinobu Kochou. 

Although this one is an indirect hate. 

Still hate, though. 

Anyway, you hate how you can’t fight the stupid grin off your face right now. 

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#shinobu #kochou shinobu #shinobu kochou #shinobu kocho #kocho shinobu #kochou shinobu x reader #shinobu x reader #kocho shinobu x reader #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

[char-chats]

Stress Relief

Shinobu x Female Reader

CW : F!ngering, 0rgasm, and Teasing

"[Name] could you be a dear and give these herbs to Aoi I still have some paperwork to fill out" Shinobu said as she handed you a small brown box you shook you head happily as you took the box. You loved helping Shinobu out it not only made things easier for her you just love her so much too. you walk down the big butterfly estate to deliver the box to then eagerly return to Shinobus office thinking she might have another errand for you to run. You were correct she gave you at least another nine errands to do from going to a town over to deliver medicine to giving injured demon slayers the right medicine . A couple of hours have gone by and you've completed all your given tasks it was dusk now and it was cold you couldn't wait to go home and rest with Shinobu ,surely you weren't going to rest alone? ."Hey I'm done with all of the things you told me to do! " you said in a cheery tone "Thank you so much my love you have been a really big help today" Shinobu spoke as she kept writing you peered over her shoulder to see the packet that she was currently working on to then look at the stack of paperwork sitting neatly beside her *Yeah that couldn't be me* you thought. You continued to look around her office when you spotted a herb called 'stress' maybe Shinobu could use that. "Hey you should take a break you've been working really hard today, you deserve it-" she quickly shut that idea down "No my love I want to finish this tonight and-" she was caught off by your face. You were making a upset face how could she say no she looked at you then her stack of papers then said "Let me finish this section then we can do what ever you'd like" your face lit up "Yay! Thank you!" You cheered as you gave her a quick hug from behind while waking out you happily said "I'll get the bath ready so we can relax!" With that you took the herbs without Shinobu knowing and walked to your shared home.

Everything HAD to be perfect you lit some candles you even had put some bubbles and of course the herbs it smelled rather sweet but soothing like roses. All you had to do was wait. When Shinobu got home you took her hand as you guided her to the semi-big tub with all the sweet decorations you put up. She smiled a genuine smile and gave you kiss "I love you so much, I love it" you both then took off your clothes and slipped into the tub with Shinobus back to the tub and you sitting in between with your back against her chest and your head resting near her neck everything was perfect. Shinobu lightly kissed your ear from behind and whispered "let me show you how much I love and appreciate you" her right hand then wondered to your right breast pinching the nipple and massaging it lightly while her other hand started to rub your clit with two fingers. You felt shiver up your spine your body felt more sensitive why? "S-Shinobu we are suppose to be relaxing n-not stressing~" you said breathing heavily trying to hold back moans , she pinched your nipple harder "I know but you are my stress reliever, hearing your moans, cries and pleads make me less stressed" she whispered in your ear massaging your clit faster circles. "Ah! ~ feels g-good" your whole body felt like it was so sensitive every touch she made made you want to cum. "Your so cute" she chuckled. You then brought your right hand to her arm pawing and tugging at it "S-stop nobu ah~" "Why don't we add two fingers, you can take it right?" She said sweetly you nodded moaning loudly "Good girl"

She parted your lips and pushed two fingers in with her right hand now playing with your left breast "Ahhh~" she began thrusting her fingers in and out of you, your back arching in pleasure "Nobu! Ah Y-yeah good!~" you cried. "Let's add third finger" you shook your head "N-no I'm gonna c-cum" Shinobu then grabbed your face with the hand that was massaging your breast to make you look at her "You better or else. . " you just nodded your head. You could feel your body melt into her hand as she slid in a third finger she than took her right hand and start to massage your clit while roughly thrusting her fingers in you. You griped her arms "N-Nobu c-can't- " you gasped as she hit you good-spot "Right t-there fuck!" You cried with tears streaming down your face it was to much. "You like that my love? Let's give you so more then." She said sweetly in your ear she continued to thrusting her fingers in you while rubbing your sensitive clit you could feel yourself at your breaking point ; your legs started to shake and your mind started to go blank "N-Nobu AH! ~" You arched your back as you let your orgasm out , your legs were shaking uncontrollably and your eyes rolled to the back of your head in pure pleasure with your grip on Shinobus arms tighten. When you finally caught your breath and able to speak Shinobu said "Your so cute I love it when you make that cute orgasm face" you looked away in embarrassment "shush" she kissed your cheek "Maybe you shouldn't take stuff off my shelf without asking, then maybe you wouldn't be so sensitive" she teased your face got bright red "I don't know what your talking about!" She giggled then kissed your cheek again "yeah, I'm sure you know what in talking about. " tonight was perfect

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[c4ndyst0r3fics]

Demon Slayer Masterlist|Hashira|

Giyuu Tomioka

Nothing here

Shinbou Kocho

Nothing here

Obanai Iguro

none yet…

Mitsuri Kanroji

Nothing here

Muichiro Tokito

None yet..

Tengen Uzui

None yet..

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Nothing here

Gyomei Himejima

Nothing yet

Rengoku Kyojuro

None here

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[gelus-ugs]

Hi !! I don’t know if you’re taking requests rn, sorry in advance if you aren’t ^_^

Could you do hcs of Hashiras if you try to flirt with them, but you’re an awkward, shy type of person? (+they like you back)

When you try to flirt with the Hashira

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Shy/Awkward reader

Prompt: You had been crushing on ___ the moment you became a Hashira, the feeling only growing deeper the more you got to know them. A friend you had met through the Demon Slayer Corps caught onto this and encouraged you to say something, giving you countless ideas. You eventually gave in, deciding to go with a pickup line they recommended. Why? Hell if you knew, but it was worth a try..right?

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Gyomei Himejima

“You must be a hell of a thief, because you managed to steal my heart the moment I met you”

Gyomei blinked in utter confusion

Were you flirting with him?

Gyomei turned to you - and although he couldn’t see, he could practically feel the embarrassment and regret coming from you

Gyomei smiled, taking your hand and kissing the back of it

“Well, I have no intentions of giving it back”

Sanemi Shinazugawa

“I was wondering if you’re an artist because you’re so good at drawing me in”

Sanemi froze, turning to face you in disbelief

There’s no way someone like you was openly flirting

You immediately apologized, quickly turning on your heel and leaving

You got two steps in before Sanemi grabbed your wrist, turning you around and pulling you back

The two of you were suddenly close, Sanemi’s breath fanning over your neck

“Where are you going? I haven’t signed my artwork yet”

Obanai Iguro

“Do you have a map? I just got lost in your eyes”

Obanai turned to face you with wide eyes

Due to their difference in color, Obanai’s eyes were an insecurity of his

His face began to turn red as he hid behind his hand

“Thank you…your eyes are beautiful, too”

Mitsuri Kanroji

“When I look in your eyes, I see a very kind soul”

Mitsuri squealed

She knew that it was out of your nature to flirt, and she saw how you were a tad bit uncomfortable, so she found you downright adorable

Mitsuri immediately pulled you into a hug, continuously squealing about how cute you were

You won over her heart

Kyōjurō Rengoku

“No wonder the sky is gray, all the color is in your eyes”

Rengoku stared at you with wide eyes, surprised that you were openly flirting

Being his usual self - Rengoku began to laugh

You took it the wrong way and immediately began to regret what you said, wishing that the ground would swallow you whole

Rengoku noticed your shift in mood and paused his laughter, placing his hand on your shoulder

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. I wasn’t making fun of you, I was laughing because you were so adorable”

Rengoku gently kissed your cheek, pulling away and smiling at you,

“I’m afraid that you’re the one with the color in your eyes”

Muichiro Tokito

“There must be something wrong with my eyes - I can’t seem to take them off of you”

Muichiro blankly stared at you, trying to process what you had said

You began to fidget with your fingers, feeling as if Muichiro didn’t like what you said

After a moment of silence, Muichiro grabbed your hand and smiled,

“Who says you have to take them off of me?”

Shinobu Kocho

“Do you happen to have a Band-Aid? I scraped my knees falling for you”

Shinobu automatically began to reach for a band-aid before she paused, realizing that you were flirting with her

She turned to face you, gently smiling

“Well then, looks like we’re going to have to kiss those scrapes better, huh?”

Tengen Uzui

“So, aside from taking my breath away, what do you do for a living?”

Tengen immediately turned to face you, his jaw agape

“Are you flirting with me?!”

Intimidated by his loudness, you slowly nodded as you avoided eye contact

Tengen placed a finger under your chin and tilted your head up,

“I like it, how flashy. And, to answer your question…”

Tengen leaned in closer, his breath tickling your ear,

“It looks like I’m doing you for a living”

Giyu Tomioka

“Your eyes are like the ocean; I could swim in them all day”

Giyu blinked in confusion as he stared at you for a few minutes

“Were you…flirting with me?”

You began to feel embarrassed as you shyly nodded

“Well, if it were you…”

Giyu paused, kissing your forehead,

“I’d let you swim in my eyes forever”

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[kurooandkenmasslut]

They are so adorable :,)

Reblog if you use or see!!

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[heyiwrotesomethings]

Okay, I think my request is weird? I don't know haha. It's my first time doing this😔

The other day I imagined a reader being a demon who saved a little girl from her own abusive family and the reader tries to find a home for the little girl, but she couldn't, so she ends up adopting her.

But, after some time, Shinobu Kocho finds the demon and, of course, tries to kill attack the reader, but the reader doesn't attack back. Anyway, when she was going to kill the demon, the little girl stopped her. Shinobu didn't understand what was going on.

Anyway, when Shinobu understands what kind of relationship the demon has with the kid, she decides to protect them (with the excuse of protecting the kid, actually, because she didn't trust the demon at all) and eventually falls in love with the demon.

Sorry, first time doing this haha! I love your writing!

A Home

Shinobu Kochou x She/Her Demon Reader

A/N: Not a weird request, it was cute! Sorry for the lack of updates y’all, idk what’s wrong with me. I just don’t have the energy. Here’s one thing at least. Sorry if it seems too jumpy/fast between breaks, it was getting longer than what I’d prefer to do these days. Hope you enjoy, thanks for reading, and thank you all for being patient with me! Word Count: ~4,750

“That’s right, Sachiko, go on.” (Y/n) ushered the young child towards the lantern lit house. “Go knock on the door.”

The little girl took a few cautious steps further along the path to the house before looking back at (Y/n), unsure.

“You can do it, they’re nice people. You’ll be happy here.” She continued to coach her from the bushes.

This pattern continued a couple more times until the little girl made it to the front door.

“Good job, sweetheart! Now just knock on the door like we practiced…”

Sachiko looked at (Y/n) over her shoulder, her eyes were big and her bottom lip wobbled.

“Go on…” (Y/n) nodded, smiling reassuringly.

Finally Sachiko knocked timidly on the door, patchy blanket clutched against her little body, and (Y/n) released a sigh of relief when her sharp ears picked up on a stirring within the house.

“Onee-san?” Sachiko’s voice quivered stepping away from the door when she saw (Y/n) slinking back into the woods.

“It’s time to part ways, you’ll be happy and well taken care of here.” (Y/n) could hear a familiar hitch in Sachiko’s breathing, hear her little girl’s heart speed up fearfully, and that could only mean one thing… “No, nonono, no tears sweetheart, please? Not again.”

But it was too late, Sachiko started sobbing. (Y/n) tried her best to comfort her from afar while also attempting to direct her back to the house.

“What’s going on out here?” A concerned man slid the door open fast, making a loud clacking noise that only made Sachiko cry louder, running away from the man and in the direction of the woods, the direction of (Y/n).

“Who is it dear?” The man’s wife joined him at the door, lantern in hand. She aimed the lantern’s light into the woods and caught sight of the little girl running right into the arms of what appeared to her to be a monster. A humanoid beast with curved horns and sharp teeth, reflective, piercing eyes.

The woman shrieked, flinging the lantern away and grabbing her husband by the collar, practically dragging him back into the house, slamming the door shut. (Y/n) could hear the sound of heavy furniture dragging across the floor inside and she sighed deeply.

“Alright, alright… come here.” She picked up the sobbing girl, tears and snot immediately staining her neck and shoulder, little fingers clutching her for dear life.

“You were gonna try and leave me again!” Sachiko wailed as (Y/n) carried her through the forest.

“It’s for your own good, Sachiko. I’m only trying to do what’s best for you.”

“No!”

(Y/n) sighed again. This had been her seventh attempt at re-homing Sachiko since she rescued the little girl from her abusive home. It was no easy task vetting out potential families looking as fearsome as she did. One would think the little girl would leap at the chance of a normal, loving family, but no, she always came running back to the demon each time.

“It’s not safe for you to be with me, Sachiko. Don’t you want the certainty of a roof over your head, food, medicine… to be able to play with other kids on a sunny day?” (Y/n) beseeched the girl each time to see reason, but each time, Sachiko refused.

“I like sleeping outside with you. You gave me a name and you give me lots of food and hugs and you scare all the bad things away. You’re all I need, Onee-san.”

(Y/n)’s heart clenched an the sweet sentiment, but this was no environment for a child to grow up in. She’d have to search for another viable family and try again, but for now, she would need to find a yet another suitable place for Sachiko to sleep and for her to avoid the morning sun.

“Besides, medicine is icky!” Sachiko grumbled.

An exhausted chuckle left (Y/n)’s lips and they carried on, eventually finding a cave. (Y/n) scoped it out for any dangerous creatures before bringing Sachiko inside. She then used the remaining darkness to gather a bunch of leaves, sticks and even a few fish from the stream.

She made a little bed from the leaves topped with the raggedy blanket she had snatched for Sachiko a couple months ago. It had been brand new at the time, but between the weather and the traveling, it had seen better days. Sachiko adamantly refused (Y/n)’s attempts to get her a new one, however.

(Y/n) then made a little fire, cooking the fish over the flames. After awhile, she carefully inspected one, gently fanning it to cool it off before handing it off to Sachiko.

“Careful, it’s still a little hot.”

“Yummy, fish again!”

(Y/n) felt a bolt of shame strike through her body despite Sachiko’s genuine excitement.

“We’ll be in the city in a couple of days and I’ll get you all kinds of good food, alright?”

“Onee-san is gonna steal again.” Sachiko more so stating a fact than asking a question. She took another bite of the crispy fish.

“N-no! Stealing is bad! What I’m doing is just… really long-term borrowing! Yeah!”

“Oh, okay.” Sachiko said, not at all bothered.

(Y/n) felt awful for lying, but she was trying her best to instill good values in the poor girl whilst also keeping her alive. It wasn’t like she had money, and she certainly wasn’t going to be getting any job offers looking the way that she did. Stealing was the only viable option.

When Sachiko finished her fish, she curled up on her leafy bed and (Y/n) tucked her within the raggedy blanket. The demon recited a little bedtime story that she had made up. It was one of Sachiko’s favorites. Before she could finish, the little girl fell asleep and (Y/n) spent most of the day that followed watching over her, making sure she didn’t seem too cold or uncomfortable.

***

“Yes… Yes! everything I need is right here.” The demon whispered to herself over her bag of stolen goods. They had been caught in an unexpected rain a few nights ago and Sachiko had gotten sick. (Y/n) had fretted over whether or not she could leave the little girl alone or not, but the fever Sachiko had was growing more concerning by the hour, so the demon finally decided to slip out of the cave one night as the little girl slept fitfully. She covered the cave’s entrance and left for the nearest village as fast as she could and broke into a general store.

She filled a bag to the brim with medicines, foods and drinks and slunk back out of the dark store’s open window and ran off into the night as quick as her feet could carry her.

“Almost there, hang on just a little longer.”

She ran, unaware of her pursuer sailing through the trees above until—

A foot was planted squarely between her shoulder blades, the force causing her to tumble to the ground, her bag of stolen goods scattered across the forest floor in front of her. She tried to scrambled to her knees to start shoveling everything back into the canvas bag, but the foot between her shoulders doubled down its force and another foot planted itself squarely on her lower back.

“I thought I sensed a demon in the area.” A pleasant sounding voice stated from above. “But what is all this here now?”

Shinobu’s eyes scanned the array of items splayed over the ground and felt an extra tick of annoyance rise within her. If she wasn’t already putting all of her body weight on the demon, she’d add a bit more pressure.

“Food, water, medicine… what could a demon possibly need such things for? You creatures always manage to find new ways to surprise me. It’s not enough to slaughter humans, must you also feel the need to waste perfectly good food and medication?”

(Y/n) tilted her head to the side, breath hitching when when she saw the point of a blade resting dangerously close to her eye. Above her, backlit by the moon, she saw a woman wearing a seemingly neutral smile, though (Y/n) could sense the terrifying aura she gave off. Then she caught sight of the gold buttons, the durable dark clothing she wore, white collar and welt pocket. She imagined if she could check, she would also see that the kanji for ‘extermination’ would be written upon the back of the woman’s uniform. (Y/n) had done well to avoid demon slayers until now and as her luck would have it, she had been found by a Hashira of all people.

“No, wait,” (Y/n) pleaded. “There is somewhere I have to be. There is a little girl who desperately needs that medicine. If you would let me show you—”

“Oh, one of those demons, are you?” Shinobu interrupted. “I always find the demons who toy with peoples’ lives for longer than necessary to be the most detestable. But I’m feeling surprisingly generous tonight, so if you tell me where this little girl is, I’ll use one of my more ‘gentle’ poisons on you.”

“She’s in a cave not too far from here, maybe half a kilometer at most, eastward, by the stream. I covered the entrance with woven sticks and leaves.” (Y/n) shared, voice shaking, “Please just… just make sure she’s well taken care of.” She closed her eyes tight. Was this really it? It was all happening so fast.

“Thank you for being so forthcoming, how admirable.” Shinobu praised, thought it did not feel sincere to (Y/n) in the slightest. “Now, to ensure you aren’t lying, I’ll be poisoning you within an inch of your life. If I do find this girl you speak of, then I shall make my swift return to finish you off, alright?”

(Y/n) took in a shaky breath, shutting her eyes tightly as she waited for the strike. She prayed Sachiko would not see whatever may be left of her after this…

With a fanciful flourish of her sword, Shinobu took aim at the back of the demon’s neck and—

“Onee-san!”

A shrill voice wailed, freezing Shinobu’s very blood in her veins, causing her to hesitate. The hesitation giving Sachiko enough time to half run, half stumble over to the scene and cover the back of (Y/n)’s head and neck with her whole body.

Defiant, teary eyes glared up at Shinobu as if she were the root of all evil.

“Stop bullying my Onee-san!” Sachiko punched Shinobu in the knee with enough force to make Shinobu at least wince and take one foot off of (Y/n)’s back. “You mean old ugly hag!”

Shinobu blinked, her neutral smile twitched ever so slightly.

“Sachiko!” (Y/n) gasped, forgetting all about her pending execution, “You can’t say things like that!”

“I don’t care!” Sachiko wailed, “She’s—“ Sachiko broke into an awful coughing fit.

“Sachiko!” (Y/n) tried to get up on impulse.

“Don’t move, or you won’t live another second.” Shinobu warned the demon before putting her attention back on the little girl, her other foot finally leaving (Y/n)’s back. “Come here, let me see you.”

“No!” Sachiko refused, still kneeling protectively over (Y/n).

“Listen here, little one. I don’t know what this demon has told you, but you are not safe with her.”

“Uh uh! If I didn’t meet Onee-san, I’d still be getting hits and rumbly tummies and bad sleeps! —Hey!”

Shinobu put the back of her hand on Sachiko’s forehead, more focused on checking the girl over than listening to her rebuttals.

“You’re burning up.” She murmured with concern, the she turned a glare onto (Y/n). “These cheap remedies aren’t going to do her any good. She needs a doctor, fortunately I am more than qualified. Come little one,” Shinobu opened her arms to pick Sachiko up, putting on her best motherly smile, “I’ll take you to my home and make you feel much better.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you! No touch!”

“Just— ah!”

Sachiko bit Shinobu’s hand and the Hashira held her indented palm to her chest, a string of expletives griping the edge of her tongue for dear life.

“Enough! That’s enough foolishness!” Shinobu nearly hissed once she had recovered enough of her mask to not cuss out a child. “Demon, stand. Now.”

(Y/n) found it in her best interest to quickly clamber to her feet, but not so quickly as to earn cause for impalement.

“Obviously the child’s life comes first. I will do everything I can to save her, and if that means working with you, then so be it. Carry her and follow me. Just remember that I’m much faster than you. Try anything, move one toe out of line, and you’re done, understand?”

“Yes, ma’am!” (Y/n) squeaked. “Come here, sweetheart.” She picked up Sachiko and the girl squirmed in her arms.

“No! We can’t go! Stranger danger, Onee-san! You said never go somewhere with a stranger!”

“Yes, but—“

“Kochou Shinobu.” The Hashira introduced herself. “And I’ve gathered your name is Sachiko, correct? We are strangers no more.”

“Shinobu… bu… boo! Boo!” Sachiko jeered.

“I’m sorry.” (Y/n) apologized to Shinobu in a strained whisper.

“Just start moving.”

(Y/n) looked back at the toppled bag of goods, “What about—“

“Time is of the essence. Keep up.”

And so the demon ran beside the Hashira, both focusing on the same goal.

***

They were cutting it very close, making it to the Butterfly Estate just before dawn. Sachiko had passed out in (Y/n)’s arms along the way so no fuss was made when (Y/n) was made to hand her over to Shinobu.

(Y/n) was then sequestered to a room in the furthest corner of the the estate by another butterfly girl with a white cloak. Another demon slayer to make sure she didn’t step out of line while Shinobu was tending to Sachiko, (Y/n) would have to guess. Only guess because her attempts to create small talk with the girl were met with silence.

A few hours past before Shinobu decided to come to the room with an update and (Y/n) had to stop herself from running up to her, grabbing her by the arms, and begging for all of the details.

“Her fever broke and she’s stable. She’ll be fine as long as she rests.”

“Oh,” (Y/n) put a hand on her chest, unshed tears shinning in her eyes, “thank you so much. I don’t know what I would have done without your help. I’m so glad you found us.”

“That would be the first time a demon has ever said that to me.” Shinobu said, seemingly unmoved by (Y/n)’s emotional display.

“Can I see her?”

“Absolutely not.” Shinobu shook her head. “We have a lot to discuss, you and I.”

The combined intense stares of Shinobu and Kanao made (Y/n) shudder involuntarily.

Oh Sachiko, I have found a safe haven, a home, for you, but for me, these are quite dire straits…

***

After hours of intensive questioning, Shinobu was finally interrupted by Aoi knocking on the door. Kanao let her in and the exasperation on the girl’s face was visible to all.

“Our new arrival is awake and currently screaming her lungs out. We’re doing everything we can just short of sedating her, Shinobu-sama, but she won’t calm unless her demands are met.”

“She wants to see the demon, I presume.” Shinobu sighed, giving (Y/n) a sideways glance.

“Yes, but she’s also screaming about a blanket.”

“Oh dear,” (Y/n) pressed her hand to her cheek, “I completely forgot about it in the heat of the moment! It’s still in that cave!”

“Supply her with a new one please, Aoi.” Shinobu asked.

“Believe me, we tried, Shinobu-sama, but she tossed all the options we provided her with aside. She won’t accept a new one.”

“That girl…” Shinobu sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“I can go retrieve the blanket.” (Y/n) offered. “I think I could find my way back.”

“Do you honestly believe I would go along with that?”

“You could come with me if you think I’ll run off. Trust me, you’ll want that blanket. I have tried to replace it numerous times, but her persistence and lung capacity is stronger than my will.”

Shinobu stood silent for a moment before sighing quietly. “Very well then…“

***

Once night fell again, Shinobu and (Y/n) set off, (Y/n) still had not been allowed to see Sachiko, they could still hear the girl’s wails as they left the estate.

“If you would have just let her see me, I’m sure she would have calmed down a little…”

Shinobu ignored her and forged onward. Her pride was actually a bit bruised from this whole ordeal. Kids loved her. They flocked to her for comfort. The irony of this single child not only despising her, but also desperately wanting the comfort of a demon, was not the least bit lost on her, and she was not at all happy about it. This has to be some kind of demon art, right? But if that was true, then surely the demon would have tried to pull the same tricks with her, even going as far as to sever whatever hold she had over the child to switch for Shinobu if such a power could only work on one person at a time.

Shinobu pondered deeply until they made it to the cave, (Y/n)’s ‘aha!’ of triumph breaking her out of her thoughts.

“I found it, thank goodness. Gods… it could sure use a wash though.”

Shinobu couldn’t help but agree.

“It looks like it’ll fall apart if washed, however.”

“Yeah…” (Y/n) walked over to a nearby stream and placed the ragged blanket in the water. She then began gently massaging little circles with her knuckles, removing the dirt as carefully as she could. “It just needs a gentle wash. Takes some extra time, but it’ll help keep it from getting worse at least. If only I could sew, but these stupid claws get in the way…” she sighed.

Shinobu watched (Y/n) carefully scrub the dirt from the blanket, finding the contrast between her almost ferocious appearance and her gentle hands bizarre. Why would a demon put so much care into preserving a worn, threadbare blanket for a child?

Shinobu exhales softly through her nose and kneels beside the demon, exhaling quietly when she sees her jump.

“Settle down, you’re fine.” Shinobu took an opposite corner of the blanket and copied (Y/n)’s movements. “Aoi should be able to mend it. It’ll be a patch-job, sure, but at least it’ll hold it all together.”

“That would be wonderful… you don’t need to help me with this if you don’t want to. The water is pretty cold.”

“It’s fine, besides, the sooner this is done, the sooner I can go home and the sooner I can give everyone’s poor ears a break.”

“Right…” (Y/n) gave an awkward chuckle, “Sorry about that. She never really was allowed to have any feelings before so I have a hard time trying to discipline her for bad behavior. She was so timid, I didn’t want to scare her when she was just finally starting to have her own voice, you know?”

Oh, Shinobu could relate to that. When Kanao ran off to Final Selection without telling anyone, Shinobu was beside herself. When Kanao came back safe, she wanted to give her a piece of her mind, but she was also so proud that Kanao had made that choice on her own, that she didn’t really know what to say to the girl.

They finished cleaning the blanket and (Y/n) carried the sopping fabric back to the mansion where occasional wails could still be heard.

“I guess you should take it from here…” (Y/n) said once they were reunited with Kanao, who had taken up sporting a couple of pink ear plugs in their absence.

“No,” Shinobu sighed, “You should come in. Giving her the blanket will only take care of half of the problem. She’s been asking about you nonstop.”

“Really, I can see her? Thank you so much—!”

Shinobu grabbed (Y/n) by a horn and lowered her to her level so they were eye to eye.

“But don’t think that I won’t be watching you very carefully, alright?”

“Uh, uh-huh, yes, I completely understand.” (Y/n) nodded awkwardly with her horn still in Shinobu’s grip. After a moment of studious silence, Shinobu let go and allowed (Y/n) to follow her into the room and almost immediately, Sachiko’s wailing stopped… only to be renewed when she realized that both (Y/n) and her special blanket were okay.

She leapt out of the bed despite various protests and jumped into (Y/n)’s arms.

“Onee-san! I thought you were gone forever!” Sachiko blubbered.

“There there…” (Y/n) tried to shush her, “You need to rest, Sachiko.”

“No! What if when I close my eyes, that mean hag takes you away again?”

“Sachiko…” (Y/n) warned, her eyes flickered to Shinobu in an apologetic manner.

“I won’t be taking her away from you again as long as she behaves herself.” Shinobu chimed in. It was time to start trying to burry the hatchet. Yet make no mistake, at the moment she felt even a twinge of danger from the demon, this tentative peace would be over. She crouched down in front of Sachiko and presented her pinky to her. “You have my word.”

“A pinky promise!” Sachiko gasped, almost looking at Shinobu in a new light. “The hag knows about pinky promises!”

Shinobu’s eye twitched subtly, “Yes… so you understand this is a serious promise I am making.”

“Sachiko,” (Y/n) piped up, “In return, I want you to promise Kocho-san that you will be a polite houseguest. That means no name calling and no screaming when you don’t get your way, understand?”

“But…”

“No buts, it’s time to make up. You have to remember that I’m a scary monster so it only makes sense that Kocho-san would act the way she did.”

Shinobu almost wanted to refute that point. She hardly found (Y/n) scary at all. However, she just wanted to focus on sealing this deal and finally, finally get to go to sleep.

“Okay… fine.” Sachiko pouted, looking Shinobu in the eye again before she hooked their pinkies together, sealing their promises.

***

How could a demon be so sweet and gentle? Shinobu wondered to herself for not the first time since Sachiko and by extension, (Y/n), joined the mansion’s residents several months ago.

Shinobu watched from the herb garden as Sachiko ran back to the shaded engawa, her hands full of dandelions. Sachiko deposited one handful into (Y/n)’s lap, the other on the floor in front of her. Shinobu wondered what they would make, crowns, rings, bracelets, all fair game.

She felt her cheeks warm, not from the gentle sun shining down from above, but from seeing (Y/n)’s fanged smile as she oh so slowly and patiently showed Sachiko how to tie the stems into knots for probably hundredth time since the little yellow weeds began popping up earlier that spring.

Oh to hell with it, weeding the garden could wait. Shinobu surely earned a little break, right? Sachiko already took care of most of it anyway with her dandelion picking. It was a wonder that she managed to find any at all since it seemed that she was always picking them as soon as they would pop up.

“Hello, Kocho-san.” (Y/n) aimed that sweet, fanged smile at her and she felt her knees go a little weak. “We aren’t disturbing your gardening, are we?”

“Not at all, and please, (Y/n), I told you to call me Shinobu, remember?”

“Right, sorry.”

“No need to apologize. Just relax.” Shinobu teased, bumping (Y/n)’s shoulder with her own as they sat side by side. The simple contact made both of their hearts flutter.

“Look what I made!” Sachiko presented Shinobu with a patch of woven dandelions. “I’m gonna give this to Nezuko. It’s a little pillow.”

“That’s very thoughtful, Sachiko.” Shinobu praised, though it was certainly too small a pillow for even Nezuko to use effectivley.

She was fortunate and thankful that Sachiko had forgiven her for their rough beginnings. It took time to really earn her trust and respect, but once Sachiko started feeling comfortable, it was all water under the bridge. Though there were times when she could still be wary of Shinobu’s intentions with her adoptive demon sister. Which admittedly left Shinobu more than a bit chagrined, especially when she was admittedly trying to put the moves on (Y/n) rather than threaten her existence these days.

Fortunately or unfortunately, neither had seemed to catch on to that fact. She would need to step it up.

“And what are you making, (Y/n)?” Shinobu asked, brushing their shoulders together again.

“Oh, um,” (Y/n) finally looked down at her hands. Truthfully, she had been a little too busy trying to steal glances at Shinobu in the garden to really pay attention to what she was doing. Her heart spasmed as she realized she had been putting together a ring during her mindless weaving. “Just a simple ring.” She said, trying her best to sound casual.

“That’s cute, planning on giving it to someone?” Shinobu teased.

“Well…”

“Aw!”

Shinobu and (Y/n)’s attention were brought back to Sachiko, one of her twin buns had unraveled and in her hand was a soft yellow butterfly clip.

“It fell out again.”

“It wouldn’t fall out, if you wouldn’t mess with it.” Shinobu reminded with a smile. She patted her lap and Sachiko quickly sat with her back to Shinobu so she could fix it. “That reminds me…” Shinobu’s eyes slid back to (Y/n)’s face, finding her looking almost guilty, “Where is your clip, (Y/n)? You aren’t wearing it again.”

“You know… it’s just too nice and I’m afraid I’ll break it.”

“You seem plenty gentle when dealing with those dandelions.” Shinobu pointed out.

“Well…”

“You’re a resident of the Butterfly Estate, so you should look the part, don’t you think?”

“It just, it doesn’t look right on me, you know? It’s so pretty and delicate and I’m so… not.” (Y/n) was intimately aware of how frightening she looked to the average person. Horns, claws, fangs and burning eyes… wearing such a pin would look more ironic than a statement of belonging. (Y/n) had not expected Shinobu to look so serious for stating what she thought was the obvious.

“I’m not going to beat around the bush, (Y/n).” Shinobu stated, “You are very pretty, bewitchingly so, and though not physically delicate, I did see you cry over that perfectly healthy kitten that Kanroji-san brought over. On top of that, I picked a color with the intent that it would compliment you. Are you really going to deny me the pleasure of seeing the completed artwork?”

“That wasn’t my intention!” (Y/n) could feel her skin becoming warmer.

“Then go retrieve it.“ Shinobu smiled almost menacingly, softening when watching (Y/n) bolt inside.

(Y/n) came back to the engawa as fast as she could and gave the delicate pin to Shinobu. Sachiko watched thoughtfully as Shinobu placed the pin in such a way that she new (Y/n) would be comfortable and happy with it.

“There, just as pretty as I imagined.” Shinobu smiled. “And you know I’m always right, so it’s obviously true.”

“Yeah…” (Y/n) shared a bashful smile of her own, still staying close to Shinobu even after the pin was secured.

“If you’re gonna kiss, I’m gonna leave.” Sachiko’s nose scrunched up.

“Huh?!” (Y/n) squawked, “Sachiko! Why would you say that? We’re just talking!”

“For now,” Shinobu said mischievously, moving her face closer to (Y/n)’s, “uh oh… I’m getting closer…”

“Ewwww!” Sachiko made a few fake gaging noises as she ran back inside with her handful of dandelions, ignoring (Y/n)’s protests.

“Why did you say that?” The demon’s face buzzed with heat, “She’s going to give the rumor mill around here a field day! Everyone’s going to think that we’re— you know…!”

“I don’t see any issue with a rumor like that.” Shinobu spoke casually, “In fact, it would be even better if it was true. What do you say,” Shinobu leaned in even closer, “will you meet me in the middle?”

(Y/n)’s mouth gaped like a fish for a moment, her eyes flicking between Shinobu’s lips and eyes as if trying to ask if she really meant it before nodding and carefully closing the gap, making sure her fangs didn’t cause too much trouble when their lips finally met.

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Yay, I’m so happy you’re willing to take poly requests! If it’s not too much trouble, could you do sfw and nsfw hcs for shinobu x mitsuri x reader? My thirsty ass will love you forever lol

yeow im doing well! sorry for taking so long mannnn but hear you go!!

— love these girls sm! the relationship is so wholesome, you’ll be living your best life. the communication between the three of you is sooo healthy and fights rarely ever happen. if they do, mitsuri is the one who brings everyone back together (while bawling her eyes out cus she hates fighting). shinobu will be next to calm you two down depending how bad it is.

— mitsuri loves to greet you two with the biggest hugs ever. she’ll take you both into her strong arms and twirl y’all around with a squeal. don’t worry, her grip ain’t really that tight! . . .until her excitement makes her forget how strong she is.

— i can imagine mitsuri hurriedly setting y’all down and smother you with kisses as an apology. she squeezes your cheeks and peppers your face with wet kisses until she thinks she’s done enough to show how sorry she is. you’re breathless and a little dazed from her love attack and shinobu will sneakily giggle behind her hand. . that’s until it’s her turn. “ oh my. no need, kanroji. i’m quite fine actually, thank you. i’m sure (name) needed it more than me—“ “ i don’t take no for an answer! “ “?!” mitsuri grabs for shinobu and the short woman swiftly moves out of the way with a surprised look on her face before running around with a determined mitsuri on her tail. now you’re the one laughing at the sight before you.

— shinobu is very motherly and looks out for the two of you! Ngl, she’ll be very stressful mother tho. since you and mitsuri are both hashira, she worries about you two a lot. she tends to y’all’s wounds and gives out survival tips. shinobu urges you to keep a medkit because she won’t always be the one to patch y’all up.

— during cuddle sessions, shinobu will be in the middle since she’s so small. and to be honest, she couldn’t be happier. she feels safe and content in between her two lovers, the nightmares she usually gets are swept away and replaced by brighter dreams.

— what you say? feeling left out? aww bby! they will invest all of their attention on you if you feel out of place.

nsfw

— it’s a free for all. you three are more focused on each other’s pleasure to even think about who’s topping or whatever. mitsuri’s sitting on your face, grinding her cunt on your tongue and shinobu’s muffling her throaty moans by passionately kissing her lips.

— though, if one gets too much attention, the other can get jealous. if you’re too busy burying your fingers inside of shinobu, focusing all of your attention on to her, mitsuri will whine and pout. she’ll press her chest against your back, throw her arms around your waist and beg for you to give her some attention. she’s so wet and touch–starved, she wants to be taken care of too. ):

— imagine mitsuri sandwiched between you and shinobu. she’s on your lap, desperately bouncing on your (strap/cock). fat tears runs down her flaring red cheeks, her lime eyes damn near rolling to the back of her head as she chases her climax. you’re telling her to slow down because she’s getting way too much to handle. meanwhile, shinobu encourages her to keep going with a roguish smile, rubbing mitsuri’s puffy clit in a circular motion, overstimulating her even further.

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[misslili265]

Tomioka it's like "I'm gonna poke u 2"

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[mxxstiq]

tw⚠️ blood and drama

might be out of character, idk

here’s a villain shinobu x reader thing

she touched her nose, bringing her hand down after to stare at the blood that now stained her skin. she blinked in confusion before bringing her eyes up slowly to meet yours. you were silent, only your heavy breaths filling the air. your hand fell to your side, aching slightly from the impact of striking her face. she stood there, staring at you. her eyes reflected that of confusion, before twisting to that of betrayal. her actions disgusted you, made you sick to your stomach.

“you’re one fucked up person, Kocho” you spat, your hands shaking with anger as a scowl makes it way onto your face.

she stared back at you, her eyes narrowing before she motioned around to the chaos around you.

“all of this, was for you. i’m doing this, for you. everything i did, was for you…” she said, her voice shaking ever so slightly.

she reaches out towards you, only to have her hand swatted away. she stared at her smacked hand, the blood dripping from her nose reaching her mouth. her eyes slowly moved to look back up at you. her mind raced, shifting between anger and sadness, betrayal and fear, and confusion and heartbreak. she closed her eyes, letting out a deep breath as she stands up straight. she slowly opens her eyes and stares you down, a new fire appearing.

“okay” she says in a low, dark tone.

she turns on her heel and walks away, leaving them standing there, speechless.

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[sonorousabyss]

Can i maybe get a xiao or tsukasa male reader x hashiras if your doing requests or dont mind T_T

Hashiras x Male! Xiao Reader

AN: Thank you for the request Swivy! I'm not sure what format you wanted the post in or who Tsukasa is so I settled for the Xiao reader concept and some of the Hashira that I'm more familiar with!

Request: Yes Summary: Rengoku, Tengen, Sanemi, and Shinobu's thoughts on a male reader with Xiao's general attitude/Personality. Reader uses some derivative of wind breathing because Xiao and Anemo go hand-in-hand. Warnings: N/A

Kyojuro Rengoku

Does not understand M/N at all, but doesn't let it phase him either.

What do you mean you want to stay away from the other demon slayers? Karmic Dept? Such nonsense! Just come with him and you'll make friends in no time at all! Kyojuro knows just how to help!

He met M/N by pure happenstance, passing through a village shortly after nightfall. The H/C-haired man was dueling with a demon not too far from the outskirts- and doing just fine by the Hashira's standards.

M/N ripped through the sick creature with clear and concise strikes, showcasing great skill in his breathing form as he jumped around the demon he was fighting, dodging attacks and almost seeming to dance in the air as he counterattacked, leaving gashes quicker than the beast could regenerate. Then, with one swipe? It was over. The head was sent toppling to the ground, and the body along with it.

Rengoku could only beam at him and clap as he approached, congratulating M/N on a job well done. He didn't notice the apprehension in his body language at all as he set his hand on the smaller man's shoulder, a giant grin on his face.

He'd already been impressed at the show of strength from such a young-looking member of the force, but to learn that this was the 5th demon he'd had to deal with in the past few days? The sheer dedication was astounding.

M/N did not appreciate this in the slightest and was blunt in stating so. Rengoku might've toned down on the physical contact that made him uncomfortable but didn't do the same for his volume or enthusiasm, much to his subordinate's chagrin.

This kept up well into the future as M/N climbed the ranks, with the Hashira asking about his exploits and how his missions had been going.

More than a few times he ended up comparing his breathing style to Sanemi's thanks to the wind aspect, which M/N could quite frankly do without. Couldn't the kind and energetic blond just leave him alone? He didn't want his karma to rub off on him. For demon slayers, dying was an occupational hazard. He'd hate to see such a skilled swordsman perish because he got too close.

Their relationship appeared to get better once the blond discovered M/N's love for almond tofu, which he proceeded to use to bribe him into coming out to eat with him. Things slowly progressed from there, and M/N became fairly comfortable with hanging out with Rengoku. He even stopped protesting! How shocking!

Missions with him were even more interesting, considering their respective fighting styles. By the time their bond of trust had developed, Kyojuro needed only to say his name and M/N would be at his side, hand on the hilt of his blade and ready to shed some blood.

Loyalty and consistency, as it appears, seem to go a long way. Even if his loud voice does tend to hurt his ears.

Tengen Uzui

Tengen... well let's just say he also had a favorable impression of M/N thanks to his fighting techniques.

Leaping into the air and plunging down, striking his enemy with such determination and impeccable form? Dodging quickly and dashing about like he weighed nothing at all? He had to say that his fighting style wasn't half bad. Even a tad flashy.

Of course, there's no way he could ever hope to rival a god such as himself, though... if he were to become his tsugoku...

Not in a million years. Or at least, that's the attitude M/N is rolling with. If Rengoku seemed pushy before, Tengen was going to be an entirely different story.

Rengoku... well... He means well, even if things don't register immediately. The Sound Hashira though? You could tell him to put you down when he's got you over his shoulder and he wouldn't hesitate to not follow that request. He's a whole different level of deliberate stubbornness.

Of course, it's not like he doesn't have his sweet side. He can be downright delightful if you get to know him in the right circumstances. It's just that M/N was never particularly interested in getting to know said sweet side.

Every moment spent in close contact with that man he either witnessed or experienced something disturbing against his will... not that his sense of disturbing was particularly normal, anyway.

For that reason (among several others) the man, though good at killing demons, tends to get on M/N's nerves.

M/N prefers to keep things more on the business side with Tengen. He has an immense respect for the technique and skill he harnesses with his blades in the war against demons. He's an impeccable Hashira, and a reliable comrade to fight alongside. In fact, it's not just him that's impressive. His wives are as well. And- his...mice?

Don't get M/N started on the mice.

They certainly have personality, but they're just one thing on the list of things he didn't know he didn't want to see until he saw them.

How did he even get them that buff?

What is he feeding them?

Is it edible?

Is it almond tofu?

He was hesitant about the wives (and their more affectionate and kind nature) until he tasted their cooking. M/N didn't know something could rival his favorite dish until he had it. Food is also how Tengen bribes him into staying around.

M/N tries to avoid these occasions as much as physically possible, despite how much the food tempts him. Uzui's wives were good people, and he didn't want to risk tainting them with his karma.

Uzui was debatable. He wouldn't mind seeing the man get knocked around by a demon just a little bit in combat to make up for the times he tried to get M/N to embrace a flashier lifestyle. But his wives? Nah.

Sure, they're perfectly capable of self-defense and would put up a good fight against him... but still. Too precious.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

No.

Absolutely not.

Don't get me wrong, Sanemi is strong as hell and good at killing demons, and they might have similar mindsets on things in a certain respect- *cough cough* demons being horrendous creatures that must be dealt with *cough cough*- but the firey ball of anger is just too unpleasant to be around.

Quite frankly Sanemi returns the sentiment.

As cold, distant, and aloof as M/N is, Sanemi isn't looking to befriend him in the slightest, and the same goes in the other direction.

Just because they're wind users and operate in the same corps doesn't mean they need to be buddy-buddy, and they are cool keeping their distance.

M/N is more or less neutral in Sanemi's respect. He'd take almost any other Hashira over him if they were in it for the long haul in terms of missions. In public it's always going to be strictly professional. Very much a "respect is there, but no feelings are attached" type of scenario.

Until M/N climbs the ranks and get's Hashira status, Sanemi is just a capable superior and a benchmark to surpass.

I wouldn't say the respect is returned, but eh. Does it really matter?

Kocho Shinobu

She's by far one of the only Hashira he's comfortable around.

While the others on this list are generally too physically or emotionally present or looking for connection, it's just so easy to be around Kocho and keep things how he's comfortable with them being.

She's level-headed, quiet, clear, and concise, impeccable in the medical field, is well accomplished in a fairly unique style of combat in comparison to the other Hashira, and so much more.

She doesn't need size or brute force to earn others' respect, fear, or admiration. She's just uniquely her... and disturbingly intimidating, in an uncanny valley sort of way.

M/N is of the opinion that if he had to work under any of the Hashira, or at least work with any of the Hashira, she'd be the one he'd want to work under. He trusts her judgment.

Given his occupation, he's likely gotten injured and had to deal with her and those working under her plenty of times as he perfected his combat style, so he knows better than to disobey the doctor's orders.

He doesn't need to look at her face to understand her intent and genuine feelings. He just knows.

Shinobu, I feel, doesn't exactly dislike him either. She's dealt with enough "interesting" types that I get the feeling she can read him fairly well too.

Streamlined. Respect. Loyalty. And Communication.

That is their bond in a nutshell.

They both also have an amusing habit of just.. popping up out of nowhere and startling people, so I think she's gotten a laugh out of that.

Patients have now become aware of the fact that if you're at her place, you now have to watch out for more than just the doc.

I like to think of this place as M/N's Wangshu Inn equivalent. Just a place he chills out playing distant from other people, waiting for the next orders from the top.

M/N also has impeccable hearing, which makes it much easier for him to appear when called.

He's more than likely been ordered to help with rehabilitation training for patients during the times he stays around too long. He doesn't offer up many objections.

AN: If you made it this far, I hope you enjoyed it! Apologies if I didn't get all the Hashira you might have wanted. I hope I did this somewhat justice?

May your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep.

For those who are new here, I take requests. You can find my rules here.

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[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

I’m but a simple human with nothing but gay thoughts! If possible I’m interested in what you think Mitsuri and Shinobu (separately) would be like with fem reader that has nipple piercings?

-Simple human!

Honestly women? Beautiful! Thank you for sending in your gay thoughts (＠＾▽＾＠) I'm always open for having more of 'em!

Alas I'm also queer - I'll leave my sexuality a mystery - so send me more queer/gay thoughts and requests whenever!

But anyway!

Thank you Simple human Anon for sending this in, I hope you don't mind me writing this in a bullet-point format for the headcanons + thoughts i have on this (ˊᗜˋﾉﾉ

I've also given you your own tag just incase you ever want to request again ☆ both as sh-anon and simple human anon.

Also I'll add abit more later when more stuff comes to mind (￣∀￣) which i hope you don't mind to much

Mitsuri Kanroji & Shinobu Kocho with a FEM! S/O with Nipple piercings - Headcanons:

I think that generically no matter what your appearance is - tall or short, chubby or thin, tattoos or not etc. - she'll absolutely adore you

In her eyes your perfect, even when you point out any flaws that you might have - or think you have - your still perfect in her eyes

Mitsuri loves all of you

That being said, Mitsuri is not prepared for your piercings

She goes beetroot red whenever you flash her your piercings, her voice catches in her throat and she starts stuttering out praises and noises of appreciation

She does tear up slightly cause she's kinda embarrassed how much you affect her - especially at the heat that curls in her tummy when she gets to feel and see your breasts + piercings

She's in awe of how beautiful you are and does get abit carried away with her groping

Doesn't matter what type of nipple jewelry you wear, she always see's beauty in it and it doesn't even matter if its as simple as a normal straight or curved barbell

Although she does like intricate, delicate or jeweled jewelry

Always makes sure that there's clothing that's airy for your piercings as she worries about you accidentally catching them on heavy or scratchy cloth

Gets matching piercings

You do have to help her the first couple of weeks in looking after them, especially with making sure the piercings don't heal to the metal of the nipple-ring

Absolutely loves them

Shinobu just gives me the vibes of someone who likes nipple piercings?? If that makes sense?

Like she finds them pretty and artistic

The piercings accentuate your breasts nicely and honestly her eyes are always drawn to them whenever your changing

She's a simple gal who's in love with you so obviously her eyes go to you - breathe catching in her chest as she blushes

Absolutely goes ape when you surprise her with beautifully intricate nipple shields that are in the shape of butterflies

Oh! Or pretty dangly ones

Cause she's a woman of medicine - and poisons which she'd never use on you of course - she helps look after your piercings (with your consent) and jewelry

Shinobu makes soft soaps so it doesn't irritate your skin when you have to wash your piercings + jewelry

And makes sure that the softest towels are ready for you to pat dry

While she loves your piercings shinobu's not confident enough to get nipple piercings herself, so she'll remain admiring you with yours

Will buy you pretty nipple rings that she thinks will suit you especially ones that only she's gonna be able to see

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[luralunny]

ღ Being Sanemi's best friend. Notes(s)/Warning(s): This was written three years ago... nearly four now. Anyway. Platonic relationship. Reader is gender neutral. Some profanities. A very small pinch of angst (I think). Spoilers for non-manga readers/who have yet to finish reading the manga.

He saved your ass from almost getting slaughtered by a Lower Moon once. You expressed your gratitude to him, multiple times, with your bandaged head bowed low ー and that should be the end of it, just like the many other encounters he has had. But it was not. Ever since that incident, he began to see you more often: once in two months, twice in a week, thrice, almost everyday until it felt like it was a routine to bump into you. He didn't think much about it. The Demon Slayer Corps was a small world to begin with anyways.

Every time he crossed paths with you, you always greeted him with a smile. Sometimes a lighthearted 'good morning,' and a little wave and he returned them with a curt nod of his head each time. 

Sometimes you would trail after him like a lost puppy and he never really understood why. "Oh, I'm going this way, too," you would tell him and he would give you a look and sigh. He never questioned it, just letting you catch up with his long strides and strike up small talk he didn't put much effort to engage in ー he was glad that you didn't seem to mind his lack of response. Still didn't quite get why you would want to spend your time with him but, whatever. He simply assumed that you were being friendly with him because he saved your life.

And from tailing after him like a stray pup, you started asking him if he would like to join you for some sweets at the little tea shop not far away. He refused the first and second time, but accepted the third and never regretted it. The ohagis there became his second favourite, the first always has been the ones made by his mother. Upon discovering his sweet tooth, he saw the teasing look on your face but he shut you up before you could say anything with a glare.

As usual, you did most of the chattering, which wasn't much, to be honest; simply commenting on how the mochis felt a bit hmm that day or how nice the wind was or how you could smell that it would be raining soon. At times Sanemi would let his curiosity surface, asking why you joined the Corps and things mostly related to work. 

(Once, you've asked him if he has siblings and you could see the way his movements almost faltered to a stop. There was a distant look in his eyes. Sad. Lonely. It took him quite a moment before he finally said yes, his voice low. You decided not to ask him further, even though you itched to know more.)

Sanemi grew closer to you then, started growing fond of your presence. He began slowing his pace to match your shorter strides, engaging in your idle chattering despite his harsh and awkward way with words, starting to call you a dumbass ever since you tripped over nothing and fell face first into the ground.

But with that came his fear of losing you just like he lost his mother, his family, Masachika. He didn't want you there in the Corps. Didn't want you to put your life out in danger, didn't want you to wield a sword and slash demons' necks when he could do it for you. When the thought came crashing his mind, he pushed you away. Away from him and his shitty luck and whatever curse he was tied to. Pushed you away like he did to his own brother.

He avoided you, ignored you. Walked straight ahead without sparing a glance, not even turning back despite hearing you call out to his name. In his head he apologized to you countless times. As weeks passed by, he didn't hear of your footsteps following behind him, calling out to him anymore. Although a part of him was relieved that you gave up keeping up to him, it would be a big fat lie to say that he didn't feel sad insideー he smacked such a feeling away, telling himself over and over again that you would be safer without him in your life.

And just when he thought it was over, not even a week after your absence, you came back. Knocking the words out of him as you blocked his path.

("You.. you stupid fuck!" You yelled, letting the rage you've let fueled up the time you were away from him to finally spill. It felt satisfying to curse at him, even though that was not what you had initially planned. To see him looking at you, dumbfounded, before his face started to scrunch up in anger. You cut him off with a hard push to his chest, surprising him with your strength and your courage. If he was going to be bitch, then you were, too. Even if it meant having your head taken for disrespecting a Pillar.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" You barked up at him but you didn't let him answer you. You didn't give him room to speak as you continued spatting about your anger and disappointment towards him. With every word you said, you saw how his eyes changed ー the hurt in them reflecting your own, worse than your own, you almost stopped yourself to say sorry for being angry. It wasn't until you calmed down did you let him speak, and the first thing he did was apologize, his head low as he stared at the ground.)

He had thought that his actions would have drifted you both apart, but contrary to that, he felt closer to you than before. The fear of losing you still lingered in him but he held on to your words whenever he felt like making another stupid decision of pushing you away: "Thank you, but I can take care of myself, you idiot." It didn't make him worried about you any less, but still. 

Bantering with you back and forth like an old married couple had become a norm then. Most of the time, Sanemi would just let you win with an 'I give up..' along with a loud grumble. Perhaps he had rubbed off on you, but it turned out that you were just as stubborn as he was. More than he was. No matter how many times he insisted that he didn't want your assistance, you ignored him. 

"You don't want my help, but you need it. Those are two different things, Shinazugawa," you would fire back and nag about how he shouldn't eat this and that while he was feverish, or how he shouldn't be out and about when his injuries were yet to be healed. Honestly, Sanemi was used to taking care of himself way before he even met you and could actually do absolutely fine without your help, but he kept his mouth zipped and let you be. 

("My, my," came the Insect Pillar's voice when she saw him being lectured by you like a child. Sanemi's scowl did anything but shutting her up. If anything, it only made her more amused. Whenever she saw the both of you at the Butterfly Estate, there would always be that teasing smile on her face.)

Despite your closeness, however, Sanemi still kept a lot of things to himself. He knew that you weren't exactly pleased with him bottling things to himself, but appreciated that you trusted him enough to not say anything about it and let him open up to you at his own pace.

Some nights you sat next to him as he loosened himself up. With a few drinks, it was easier to let his stories flow past his lips. Let both happy and broken memories of his childhood flood back to him. Even then, he didn't let out too muchー not wanting the weight of his burden to trouble you in any sort of way. When he wasn't being nostalgic of his past, Sanemi would be grumbling about 'fuckin' Tomioka,' this and 'fuckin' Tomioka,' that. Whatever did the poor Water Pillar do to make him so frustrated you never knew.

Sanemi wished that he could see his little brother standing next to you when the battle against Muzan ended. Breathing, smiling, and welcoming him home after all the disaster that had occuredー but such a wish was never fulfilled. After paying respects for his late brother, Genya, you both left the Corps, moving ahead towards a new life. You both told each other about your plans, travelling together until you were to part ways.

It was only then did he finally tear down the walls he had built over the years, telling you of his past that you had been trying to put piece to piece together. He told you of how his mother died, how he became a Demon Slayer. Told you about Masachika, and how he wished that he could have protected his brother. When you bursted into tears upon listening to his past, Sanemi reassured you with a pat to your shoulder, a gentle smile on his features.

("No," You said in between sobs, wiping away your tears with the sleeves of your clothes. "I should be the one comforting you, not the other way around!" You tried to argue, still in tears. Sanemi only chuckled at your behaviour, appreciating your thoughts of wanting to comfort him.)

After a few days of travelling, you finally had to take different directions. "Thanks," he held you back, face a little flushed. ".. for everything." He threatened to take back his words immediately when you started laughing at him for being embarrassed ー but of course, he didn't mean it. When you hugged him out of the blue, it took him a moment before he returned the gesture albeit awkwardly. Sanemi watched you as you walked away, waited until he couldn't see the sight of you anymore before he took his own path.

Neither of you met after that, but Sanemi thought of you just as much as he thought of Genya, his family and all his comrades. He prayed that wherever you were, you were safe and happy, living the life you had always wanted. Whenever he felt a fever coming, he would hear your voice nagging at him. Even just the memory of you blabbering had him roll his eyes, shaking his head as he smiled faintly. 

And whenever he ate ohagis, there would always be the bittersweetness of his memories of his mother and his younger siblings, and memories of enjoying them with you. Of course, they were still his favourite food, but it never did taste quite the same when he ate them alone.

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[shinobusupremecy]

Hello, could you do some hc about shinobu x gn reader who's love language is biting?

Like someone's just having a conversation with shinobu and you has appear behind her and *chomp*??

(This part is up to you: )

Would be funny to see what would happen if reader was a demon 💀💀

Like the first time it happens shinobu almost kills reader but she doesnt feel their teeth and there wasn't even a bite mark left behind? It's like their version of a kiss?

Shinobu x gn!demon reader whos love language is biting

a/n: Dropping this off before i resume back to my cave. I am trying to find motivation to fix my post so I can make it clear I am writing genshin women too. The ones I will write for is beidou, ei, yae miko, ninguangg, shenhe, ganyu and mostly the others. Some characters I might not be good at writing like Ninguang or Kequing but I will try my best!!!

I am also trying to work on some of the more older reauest that has just been picking up dust in my inbox, sinceriest apologize!

🦋- Shinobu first thought it was a odd thing, biting their loved ones? Never heard of it.

🦋- First time you did it Shinobu nearly killed you.

🦋- Sitting on a tree doing whatever you saw a short girl stand a few feet with her back turned to you.

🦋- You looked at her and decided she was chompble so being sneaky as you are you just went behind her and chomped. She didn’t notice anything at first before realizing a demonic precens leading to her turning around and trying to stab you with her sword.

🦋- She didn’t really have anything to be pissed about since she didn’t even know you bit her.

🦋- After alot of you trying to convince her that you are a good demon and not getting killed, she stopped trying to kill you and reluctantly you were offered shelter since you looked a bit skinny near starving.

🦋- Strangely enough or not you could consume human food but mostly meat and that did satisfy your hunger but Shinobu still kept a close eye on you.

🦋- Months of you helping out in the mansion, maybe killing other demons and helping the demon slayer corps she trusted you well enough and counted you as a friend.

🦋- When you guys were friends never did you bite her except the first one but she didn’t know. So the first time you did and she actully noticed she thought you had succumbed to your demonic insticts and desire for humans leading to her nearly killing you. After again insisting it is just your way of showing love she just stood there like: ”what-”🧍‍♀️

🦋- After a few times she would probably move away or halfheartedly shove your face away so your teeth doesn’t reach her.

🦋- After you guys got a little more comfortable with your relationship she just let you do it. It was your way to express your love to her, who is she to stop you? She even found it cute sometimes.

🦋- She gave you a warning though not to do it infront of slayers since you are a demon.

🦋- You didn’t listen to her warnings and still bit her even when slayers were around leading to near disastrous misunderstandings.

🦋- Words spread that you are a innocent demon or didn’t eat and kill people so your name was at least cleared. Although that didn’t stop people from being surprised everytime they had a conversation with Shinobu and you just walked behind her and *chomp*

🦋- Shinobu tried to ignore it but she couldn’t for long and just excused herself before trying to chide you. She could never be angry at you for long but she did say that she do not want you to bite her when there are many people around or like in town at evenings and nights.

🦋- Now though Shinobu likes your little love language and think it is a creative strange way of kissing.

🦋- You usally bite her hand, arm or neck like a vampire.

🦋- Sometimes you two could be holding hands and you just take her hand up and chomp. Other times when you two are in the garden and she reaches up to pick an apple you take that oppurtunity to grab her arm and chomp.

🦋- It is at least one chomp a day but Shinobu isn’t complaining. If anyone think you are weird then Shinobu will proudly defend you!

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