#my kyojuro writing

[vampcubus]

Sighhh, just Kyojuro falling asleep on you and waking up all confused ❤︎

Kyojuro awakens to fingers in his hair, cheek squished cutely against your soft tummy. He fades in and out of consciousness, blissed out by the gentle raking of your fingers over his scalp. Your affectionate scratching almost lulls him right back to sleep. He blinks his eyes rapidly to prevent himself from doing so, lifting his head from your belly to peer up at you.

You can’t help but grin at his confused expression, still half-asleep and processing his surroundings. You even get a peek of dried drool on his cheek.

“Welcome back to the land of the living, my love,” you giggle softly, heart skipping when his face brightens at the sight of you.

“How long was I asleep?” the flaxen-haired man hums questioningly before his lips part widely with a yawn.

“Hour or two. I wasn’t really counting,” you replied, fingers slipping from his bicolored hair as he sits upright to stretch. He tucks his legs underneath himself as he does so, wavering slightly in his sleepy state.

“My apologies, it wasn’t my intention to doze off on you like that-” he starts but you’re quick to silence him with a finger over his lips.

“It’s cute. I liked it,” you assured him. “you can sleep some more if you’d like. I’ll watch over you.”

His eyes soften and his lips pull into a sheepish grin beneath your fingertip.

“Thank you, but no, I think I’ve slept through enough of our date!” Kyojuro laughs heartily, taking a hold of your wrist and folding your index finger down so he can kiss your knuckles. “Now let’s spend more time together!”

You gasp as you’re abruptly pulled to your feet and only giggle as you’re tugged along, nearly tripping over yourself as you’re led from the tree you’d been resting underneath.

#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes #just needed to get this out of my system 😌 #kyojuro rengoku x reader #rengoku x reader #kyoujurou rengoku x reader #kyojuro x reader #kny x reader #kny imagines

[doumadono]

Vowed to avenge - Akaza x Reader

Warnings: smut w/o plot, dirty talk, vaginal sex, praise kink Synopsis: the search for the Upper Moon Three takes an intense and steamy turn Requested by: @warringwarrioridiot - I sincerely hope that this fic meets your expectations and brings you enjoyment

MASTERLIST

You had been searching for Akaza for months. Ever since he killed your dear friend Kyojuro Rengoku, you had made it your mission to track down the demon responsible for his death. It wasn't an easy task. Akaza was a powerful demon, and he had a knack for hiding in plain sight. He was known for his immense strength, speed, and tactical intellect. His presence alone struck fear in the hearts of those who dared to cross his path.

You scoured every corner of the country, following any lead that came your way. You spent sleepless nights studying maps and consulting with other members of the Demon Slayer Corps. As the months passed, your frustration grew. You felt as if you were getting nowhere, and you couldn't help but wonder if your search was in vain. But you couldn't give up. Not when Kyojuro's death weighed so heavily on your heart.

You were a unique individual, to say the least. Standing at just under 5,2 feet tall, your curly hair was your most defining physical feature. It was wild and untamable, much like your personality. As the tsuguko of Mitsuri Kanroji, you had a fierce and confrontational demeanor that often put others off. Your short temper and abrasive nature were infamous among your peers in the Demon Slayer Corps. You had a sharp tongue and were never afraid to speak your mind, even if it meant ruffling a few feathers. You were a force to be reckoned with, and you knew it. But underneath your tough interior was a deep sense of pride and loyalty. You were fiercely dedicated to your cause and your comrades, and you would do anything to protect them. Your heart was as big as your personality, and those who were lucky enough to get close to you knew that your tough interior was just a defense mechanism. Despite your abrasive nature, you had a certain charm that drew people in. Your confidence and fearlessness were contagious, and you always had a way of making people feel seen and heard. You had a gift for connecting with others, even if it meant calling them out on their faults.

Ultimately, after what felt like an eternity, you got a lead. A demon had been spotted in an abandoned, desolate dojo, and it was said to be Akaza. You didn't waste any time. You gathered your weapons and set off to the dojo, determined to confront the demon who had caused you so much pain.

You finally found his lair, an abandoned, desolate dojo in the mountains. The wind howled as you walked towards the entrance, clutching your sword tightly. You took a deep breath and entered the dojo. As you entered the demon's lair, you couldn't help but feel a shiver run down your spine. You knew the danger that awaited you, but you were ready to face it. You were a warrior, a fierce one. The air was thick with the smell of blood and death. Your heart raced as you overheard footsteps approaching.

As you turned around, your heart began to race. You could feel the sweat on your palms and the hair on the back of your neck standing up. But to your surprise, there was no one there. Just darkness. You tried to take a step forward, but your legs felt heavy, as if they were glued to the ground. The darkness seemed to swallow you whole, and you could barely see your hand in front of your face. Suddenly, you heard a whisper, but you couldn't tell where it was coming from. It was a soft, almost melodic voice, and it sent chills down your spine.

"I expected you to arrive sooner, considering your position as a tsuguko of a Hashira," a voice said.

You could feel your hands shaking with rage, but you refused to give in to his taunts. You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. "You talk too much, demon!" You spat back, your voice laced with venom. "I'm not here to exchange words with you. I'm here to avenge Kyojuro's death."

You suddenly saw a figure emerging from the shadows. As he drew closer, you could make out his features in the dim light. The first thing that caught your eye was the glinting of his eyes in the dim light of the moon that filtered through the cracked windows, piercing and golden. His skin was porcelain white, his sharp angular features seemingly chiseled from marble. His hair short and pink. His muscular frame adorned with tattoos that snaked their way up his arms and down his chest, like serpents coiled around his body. As he walked towards you, his movements were graceful yet menacing, like a predator stalking its prey. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as he drew closer, his powerful aura filling the room.

Akaza's grin only grew wider. "Ah, yes. The flame Hashira. He was a worthy opponent, but in the end, he was no match for me."

You felt a surge of anger at the mention of Kyojuro's name. You raised your sword, ready to attack. "Don't you dare mention Kyojuro," you utered, your words dripping with venom. "Your words are nothing but malice, a cruel mockery of a man who gave his life to protect others, demon!"

You leaped into action, unsheathing your nichirin sword with a swift movement. You charged towards him, intent on taking him down and avenging your fallen friend.

Akaza merely stood there, watching you with a bemused expression on his face; he was completely unconcerned about your attack.

You swung your sword in a wide arc, aiming for his midsection, but Akaza sidestepped effortlessly, moving with the grace of a dancer. His movements were fluid and precise, like he was merely playing a game with you.

You gritted your teeth, frustration boiling within you as he dodged every attack with ease. You knew that he was toying with you, but you couldn't help but feel impressed by his skill. Finally, you saw an opening and struck, your sword connecting with Akaza's shoulder. A sizzling sound filled the air as the demon slayer sword burned through his flesh, leaving a deep gash in its wake.

Akaza stumbled back, a look of surprise and admiration on his face. "Ah, you have some skills indeed, little slayer!"

You didn't respond, still in the midst of battle. Akaza's wounds were already beginning to heal, and you knew you had to keep moving if you wanted to have any chance of defeating him.

The two of you clashed again and again. You felt your heart racing in your chest, the adrenaline coursing through your veins. Despite the danger and the pain, there was a thrill in the fight that you couldn't deny. It was as if you were meant to be here, facing off against this powerful enemy.

As the fight wore on, you could feel your strength beginning to wane. You knew that you couldn't keep this up forever. But just as you thought all was lost, you landed a decisive blow, your sword piercing through Akaza's chest.

He gasped in surprise, his eyes wide with shock, bu within blink of an eye, his wounds began to heal, the flesh knitting itself back together before your eyes. Akaza chuckled, rolling his head back a little. "I must admit, I'm impressed. You're a fierce warrior, I like that, and your loyalty to your friend is admirable. You also have quite the bratty attitude, don't you?" He inquired, his voice low and smooth. "I must admit, I find it rather endearing."

You bristled at his words, feeling a surge of indignation at his condescension. But before you could retort, he continued.

"Although, I must ask, were you not taught to speak with more respect?" He chuckled, his tone lightly chiding. "After all, you are the tsuguko of a Hashira. One would expect you to comport yourself with a bit more decorum."

You gritted your teeth, fighting back the urge to snap at him. Akaza's words were like a thorn in your side, reminding you of your own failings and insecurities. But you refused to let him see your weakness. Gasping for air, you spat through clenched teeth, "I don't need to respect a demon who preys on the innocent," your words sharp and biting. "And I certainly don't need your approval, demon!"

As much as you hated him, there was something about Akaza that seemed a little intoxicating. The way he carried himself in, his wry smirks and words, it was all so beguiling. It was almost as if his presence alone was enough to make you feel weak in the knees. It was confusing, this feeling of being drawn to your enemy, but you couldn't ignore it, no matter how hard you tried. As Akaza stood before you, his tattoos glinting in the moonlight and his haori flowing gently in the breeze, you found yourself studying his features with a mix of fascination and revulsion.

Akaza's eyes roamed over you, taking in your appearance with a predatory gaze. For a moment, you braced yourself for his next attack, but instead, he surprised you by complimenting you. "You know, for someone with such a bratty attitude, you certainly carry yourself well," he said, his lips curling up in a smirk.

Your eyes narrowed in suspicion, but you couldn't deny the thrill of satisfaction that ran through you at his words - did the moment trigger your praise kink?

"And your nichirin sword," he continued, nodding toward the weapon in your hand. "The shade of dark pink suits you. It's a nice touch, for such a beautiful girl like you, dear… Oh! Where are my manners? I've been so focused on our little conversation that I forgot to ask, what's your name?"

There was no way you were going to reveal your identity to the enemy. "I'm not telling you my name," you refused firmly, gripping your nichirin sword tightly.

Akaza's eyes still glittered with amusement. "You're really a brat. It's amusing. I like a little fire in my opponents, especially when they're as pretty and little as you."

Despite your best efforts to maintain your composure, you couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement at his words. It was as if he could see something in you that others couldn't, a hidden strength that you had yet to fully tap into. You felt yourself standing a little taller, a little more assured in your abilities.

"I must say, you are quite a sight too," Akaza mused, his voice low and smooth. "That shade of dark pink on your haori suits you well, and the way you carry your nichirin sword shows a level of confidence and skill that is rare to see in someone so young, especially a woman."

You could feel your cheeks heat up, and you couldn't help but feel flattered. You shook your head, trying to clear your mind of the pleasant feeling that had come over you. You knew that you couldn't let yourself be distracted by Akaza's words or his alluring presence. You needed to focus on the fight at hand. Gritting your teeth, you lifted your nichirin sword once more, steeling yourself for the next round of battle. Despite the exhaustion that was creeping into your limbs, you refused to give up. You were a Demon Slayer, trained to face even the most formidable foes with courage and determination.

Akaza watched you, his eyes gleaming with interest. There was a sense of amusement in his gaze, as if he found your stubbornness amusing. "You are quite the fighter," he commented, his voice lilting. "It's almost a shame that we have to be enemies." Akaza stepped closer, his eyes never leaving yours.

You could feel the intensity of his gaze, and you couldn't help but feel a tingle run down your spine. You stumbled backwards, your heart pounding in your chest, as Akaza seemed to move impossibly fast, standing right in front of you in the blink of an eye. You felt your back press against the rough wooden wall of the dojo, trapping you in place. Your face flushed with crimson, not only due to exhaustion from the fight, but also because of Akaza's proximity - his breath was fanning the side of your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You could feel your heart racing as he leaned in closer, his lips just inches away from yours. You could feel the heat of his body against yours. "Go to hell, Akaza," you spat out after regaining your composure.

Out of nowhere, Akaza leant in and crushed his lips against yours. The suddenness of the action took you by surprise, but as soon as his lips met yours, you felt a spark of electricity coursing through your body. As he kissed you, you couldn't help but moan with pleasure. You had never felt anything like this before, and you knew that you were hooked. With every touch and every kiss, you felt yourself falling deeper and deeper under demon's spell.

As the kiss deepened, you could feel his hands moving to your waist, pulling you closer to him. As the kiss with Akaza intensified, you began to lose your grip on your sword. Your attention was completely consumed by the passion of the moment, and you forgot that you were even holding a weapon. The sword slipped from your hand and clattered to the ground, but neither of you paid it any mind. Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, he pulled away, leaving you breathless and wanting more. You opened your eyes to find him staring at you intensely, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and adoration. He brushed a lock of your curly hair out of your flushed face. "You really are a good girl, aren't you?"

Akaza placed his hands on your hips and pulled you towards him, causing your breath to catch in surprise. Your body flushed with warmth and your stomach dropped as you looked up at him with wide eyes, clearly conveying your shock. However, you didn't pull away from him, instead instinctively placing one hand on his bicep and the other on his bare chest. Your mind raced with confusion and disbelief. This couldn't be happening, could it?

You stood there, lost in the moment as your lips locked with Akaza's in a heated make-out session. As you kissed, you felt a growing bulge between his legs pressing against your thigh. His hands roamed from your hips, one of them gripping your small, perky rear while the other trailed up your side. His thumb brushed tantalizingly under your breast, sending shivers of anticipation through your body. Several times you felt the urge to reach down, into his buggy pants, and take hold of his cock, but you lacked the confidence to do so.

He slightly pushed away from you, looking at you with complete certainty. You could see the earnestness in his eyes as he commanded, "Take off your panties, but leave the skirt on," and began to remove his pants.

Without much of hesitation, you reached under your skirt and slid your panties down to the ground, feeling the cold night air on your now-bare pussy; you could already feel the wetness within. The slightest friction of removing your panties sent a wave of pleasure through your body.

He slid his pants off, revealing his rock-hard erection. "Here, kneel here and suck it for me, sweet girl without a name."

As you knelt before him, you ached to feel him inside you. The anticipation was making you feel like just the slightest touch on your clit would send you over the edge. You wrapped your hand around his erected shaft, taking it in your mouth and sensually tracing your lips up and down its length. With each soft touch of your lips, you could feel his member twitch in your hand. After a few tantalizing moments of teasing, you took a deep breath and wrapped your lips around the tip, gradually sliding it into your mouth.

A muffled groan escaped from Akaza's lips as he savored the sensation. "You're doing so well, cockslut," he praised, his voice laced with desire.

As he praised you, your body responded with a shiver and a moan. You felt his cock twitch in your mouth, and the sound of his pleasure only spurred you on. You took him deeper, swirling your tongue around him, and he let out a guttural groan. Your own arousal was building with every passing second. With your other hand, you tenderly cradled his balls and softly kneaded them, eliciting another muted moan from him. As you continued to lavish his cock with your mouth and hands for the next few minutes, you eventually tasted the tangy precum that indicated your skilled efforts.

"Just like that, slut. Show me how good you can be. Suck my cock," the demon slipped his hands into your curly hair, tugging it from time to time. "Oh, come on, I know you can do better than that. Open that pretty mouth of yours wider. Just like that, doll, just like that," Akaza held your head still and started bucking his hips back and forth, face-fucking you.

Akaza's praises directed to you made you shiver in pleasure, your kink kicking in hard. You started drooling, saliva was dripping down on your uniform from the corners of your mouth. Hearing him call you a "good girl" and praising your obedience sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of arousal at his words. It was as if his praise was the ultimate reward, and you would do anything to earn it. The way he looked down at you with admiration and lust only fueled your desire to please him even more.

He changed his mind about how to finish things. He motioned for you to stop and stand up, then stepped closer and pressed you against the wall again. Akaza lifted you up, cupping both hands under your ass, and you instinctively wrapped one leg around his hip for support. With your pussy pressed against his thigh, he whispered into your ear, "Show me how wet you are. Let me feel it. Oh, yes. That's it. You're such a good, naughty thing, aren't you, nameless girl?"

As his thigh rubbed against your wetness, you couldn't help but moan softly. His order to keep stroking him only added to the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. You obediently resumed stroking his hard length, feeling it throb under your touch.

"You're so good at this," Akaza murmured, his voice laced with appreciation. "So obedient and willing to please." As he continued to grind against you, you could feel your breathing becoming shallower and more ragged. The pleasure was becoming almost unbearable, and you knew that you were close to the edge.

Finally, looking right in your Y/E/C eyes, he whispered, "Do you want my cock yet? I want to hear you say it. Do you want to feel me inside your little, slick cunt?"

"Yes, please," you whispered, barely moving your lips.

With that, Akaza lined himself with your entrance and thrusted forward.

As he pushed into you, you couldn't help but gasp at the overwhelming sensation. Your body eagerly welcomed him, and you could feel yourself becoming even wetter with each thrust. The pleasure rippled through your body, making you arch your back and bite down on your lip to stifle a moan. There was no resistance as he slid in deeper, filling you completely.

Akaza praised as he took your hand and guided it to your clit. "Be a good, little slut you are and play with that pretty slit." He didn't have to say twice. Akaza watched you intently, his eyes fixed on your hand as it worked its magic on your clit. He continued to thrust into you, each one timed perfectly with your finger movements. "That's it, sweet girl," he murmured, his breath hot against your ear. "You look so beautiful when you're pleasuring yourself."

Your body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure. The combination of his cock inside you and your fingers on your clit was almost too much to bear. You felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. "Akaza," your voice barely above a whisper as you chanted his name. "Harder! Oh my! Harder, I said, you fucking demon!"

He responded by picking up the pace, driving into you harder and faster. His fingers dug into your hips through the fabric of your short skirt as he held you close, his lips brushing against your neck. "Cum for me, little slut," he urged. "Let go and give in to the pleasure."

With one final thrust, you felt your orgasm wash over you. Your body tensed and you cried out his name, your fingers still working furiously on your clit. Akaza held you tightly as you rode out your orgasm, his own release imminent. Finally, with a low growl, he came inside you, filling you with his hot seed.

As the two of you came down from your highs, Akaza pulled out of you and gently set you down on your feet. "Well, well, just look at you, little tsuguko. You're brimming with my seed, your body all flushed from the things I did to you. Such a naughty little slut. What would your fellow slayers say if they found out you let a demon take you like this?" Akaza teased, running the tip of his tongue along his lips curved in a wry grin as he kept jerking his cock, last drops of his cum falling on the wooden floor.

As you finally regained your composure, a wave of realization hit you like a ton of bricks. What had you done? You had just let Akaza fuck you, using your body for his own pleasure. Your mind raced with thoughts of guilt and shame. You couldn't believe you had allowed yourself to be used like that. But at the same time, a part of you couldn't deny the intense pleasure that had come with it. You couldn't deny the way his praises and commands had made you shiver with excitement. It was a confusing mix of emotions, and you weren't quite sure how to process it all. After picking your panties from the dusted floor, and quickly putting them on, you adjusted your uniform, and looked over at Akaza, who was still standing there with a satisfied look on his face, improving his pants. "You must have cast a spell on me! It's impossible that I did all of that on my own will!" You pouted, your voice lingering with anger.

Akaza looked at you with a cocked eyebrow and the corners of his lips curled in a smirk, "I have not manipulated you in any way. Your thoughts and actions have been guided by your own desires, little one. You're to blame." After watching you for a moment, Akaza decided to turn around and leave the dojo, but before he could take a single step, he heard your voice.

"I'm not finished with you yet, demon. You're not going anywhere."

Akaza turned around, glancing over his shoulder to find you standing there, your Nichirin sword tightly gripped in your hands. He could sense the determination emanating from you, and he knew you were ready for another round of fighting.

"Ah, I thought we were both past the fighting stage," Akaza pointed out, tilting his head to the side, looking at you with a mischievous grin.

"The real fighting has only just begun, demon. But don't worry, I'm ready for it. Are you?" With your sword raised, you stood ready to keep fighting, even if it meant battling for eternity to emerge victorious.

#akaza smut #akaza x reader #akaza z reader smut #akaza x you #akaza x y/n #upper moon three #kny akaza #kny smut #kny x reader #demon slayer reader #demon slayer x reader #rengoku kyojuro #my writing #request completed

[satrs]

Hi hii 👋👋👋 I was wondering if you could write a Rengoku x reader nsfw.

(Ngl, I had no clue who to pick from demon slayer. I was in the mood for one of em lmao)

Try me

SYNOPSIS; He comes home late with you already deep in the world of dreams. But oh, how he missed you.

FEATURING; rengoku kyojiro x fem!reader

TAGS; NSFW CONTENT. MDNI! Somnophilia(readers consent beforehand). Nicknames(pretty, baby, pretty girl). use of toys. Oral(fem receiving). Praise(fem! Receiving). Overstim(?). Dirty talk.

WORDCOUNT;1.0kish

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+!

It was unusual for Rengoku to come home this late, even though you knew how demanding his job was. So when you woke up in the morning alone in bed again, him already headed off to work, you could already tell how bad of a mood you would have for the rest of the day.

Rengoku himself was no dummy and knew that himself too. So to save you from having a bad mood and give his dear love the pleasure she deserves, he had an idea.

A slight pout tugged on his lips once he walked into the bedroom with you on the bed, peacefully sleeping your troubles away. “Aw. Already asleep, huh.”

He walked up to your side, sitting on the edge of the bed, careful to not wake you as his fingers softly caressed your cheek, admiring your face. “My pretty girl”, he said, placing a kiss on your temple.

“Too tired to wait for me, hm? But I missed you all day, what a meanie.” He joked mostly to himself, light chuckle escaping his lips.

But his mood soon switched once he noticed your clothing - only dressed in an (his) oversized shirt and not to mention no panties.

His surprise only grew as he caught a slight glance of a vibrating device at the nightstand. He hummed in surprise, taking the device in hand as an idea came to his head.

A small smirk played itself on his features as he swiftly threw the sheets from your body, hand sneaking to your thigh to carefully spread your legs and oh, what a sight to see.

“All wet from thinking about me? Bet my pretty baby has some dirty dream right now.” Bingo.

His big orbs shot up to your face once his fingers ghosted over your exposed cunt, shallow breath audible from you.

“I wouldn’t mind waking up with you between my legs, you know. Great way to start the day.”

Your past voice played in his head, grin right back on his face. A great way to help you start the next morning indeed.

His lips ghosted over your aroused cunt as he did an experimental lick to your plumb bundle, increasing his movements once he noticed a change in your breathing.

He moved the toy to your entrance, sliding it through your arousal in a teasing manner, chuckle leaving his lips as you bucked your hips up into his touch. “So cute.”

It didn’t take long for him to turn the device on, pushing it past your entrance as an eager moan from you followed, hips grinding down onto the toy.

He was growing impatient, eager to wake you up and properly hear you, mouth latching back onto your clit as he harshly sucked on it, waking you up with his next flick against your bundle of nerves, groaning against your heat.

“Look who’s awake.” He chuckled once a loud yelp escaped your lips, movement of his hands showing no sign of stopping as he replaced his mouth with his thumb, drawing firm circles to your clit.

Your eyes still heavy with sleep as you cried out for his name, earning a consent hum in return. “I’m here, pretty. Missed me that much that you couldn’t even wait for me?”

You whined, the last bit of sleep leaving your body as he increased the vibrator to its highest volume, thighs clenching around his head. “Dirty fucking girl.”

You mesmerized him - eyes not daring to leave your face, inspecting every expression and sound you made for him. "Missed you so much, Ren'." He chuckled at your trembling voice, his lips planting a soft kiss right on top of your rose. "Missed my pretty baby too", he mumbled before occupinging his lips with your plumb clit again.

Your head flung back, voice almost hoarse from the sounds he was pulling out of you, hips bucking up as you felt yourself nearing your release. "Ren', I'm-" You cut yourself off with a loud moan, Your hands firmly tugging at his colorful locs.

He hummed, your orgasm crystal clear to you with all of his movements speeding up, sparkling and big orbs staring at your face. "Look at me." The demandment in his voice caused you to look right into his eyes, struggling to keep your eyes on him once your knot snapped, an overwhelming wave of euphoria washing over you.

"I said look at me." He warned you with a slap to your gushing cunt, your eyes rolling back in place, whimpering as he rode you through your high. "Just like that."

He drank up every last bit of your juices, earning a yelp from you as he groaned into your overstimulated cunt, vibrator long forgotten somewhere on the floor.

Ready for the real thing?" He blurted out, eyes sparkling in adoration as he rose to his kness, rough hands harshly coming down to the back of your thighs, folding them over your chest while he struggled with the zipper of his pants, desperate to free his painfully hard cock from its cage.

Your eyes widdened at his rather rhetorical question, mouth opening to protest, only to be cut off by a mewl from you as you felt his heavy shaft hit your overused cunt, hips bucking up in overstimulation. "Ren wait, I-"

"Shhh, pretty. You can take me, right? Right? " He inquired impatiently, lining his length to your fluttering entrance, his head hanging low and mouth agape once he felt your walls tighten around his angry mushroom head, his eyes closed in concentration.

"Already sucking me in like that", he muttered under his breath, eyes low-lidded while he observed the way your walls desperately tried to suck more of his cock in, his dick shining in your essence.

"Pussy missed me just as bad as you did, huh?"

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#my work 𓆩⟡𓆪 #lec writes!۵ #demon slayer smut #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer #kny smut #rengoku smut #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku kny #rengoku kyōjurō #rengoku kyoujurou x reader

[loloslaystheday]

Spark

pairing: rengoku kyojuro x f!wife!reader

prompt: kyojuro's excited to welcome his little girl into the family, but he never expected the emotions to hit so hard.

note: i was so unsure how to name this and i spent like 30 mins thinking of the pairing😭 im supposed to be sleeping bc i have testing tomorrow but oh well🤷🏾‍♀️

kyojuro never even thought of getting married. well... he never really even thought about it until he met you,. but to him,marriage was it.

when you asked him about having kids that was the first time he ever thought about it. he didn't really care about carrying on the family name, he had a brother and just cared about being with you.

but he would never deny his wife, who gave him everything he ever asked for, this one thing that she asked for.

he was ecstatic when you came to him with the good news; you were pregnant. he didn’t mind taking care of you at all until you had the baby. whatever you asked for he got, no questions asked.

and when the day finally came to welcome their little bundle of joy into the world, and he saw her face, and he held her in his arms, he didn’t know how hard the moment would hit him. she looked so small compared to him and it choked him up.

before he knew it, tears streamed down his face despite his fond and loving smile.

“she looks just like you.” he sniffs. you smile back at him, grabbing his free hand and squeezing it firmly.

she made small whimpers and shifted a bit. her little nose twitched with the ragged breaths and she couldn’t sit still in his arms.

he looked back up at you now. “thank you.”

you scoffed and rolled your eyes with a small laugh.

“she’s a momma’s girl.” you winked at kyojuro. “think ill be the favorite.”

“well, you are my favorite.”

“ah, so she gets it from you?” he nodded. you laughed, kissing his hand before leaning against it. “i love you.”

“i love you more.”

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"Tanjiro-san. Brother. Please watch over me."

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[petitelepus]

Could you do a Yandere Alpha Kyojuro Rengoku X Omega Reader? Maybe he could save her from getting assaulted and then claims her for himself type of thing? A breading kink and smut scene would be nice…Anyway thank you for all you do and no pressure at all to do this one! Have a nice day!

An Omega as Demon Slayer? Unheard of! While watching you, Kyojuro catches you getting into Heat and being assaulted by some Alphas so he comes to your rescue.

You're thankful, but obviously in Heat, Kyojuro decides to use the situation to his advantage and pleasure both you and him, but in the end, his feelings and obsession get the better of him.

WARNINGS: Omegaverse, Female Reader, Omega Reader, Yandere Kyojuro, Alpha Kyojuro, Attempted Assault, Kyojuro Saves Readere, SMUT, Breeding Kink, Manipulation, Stalking

PART 1 - PART 2

Kyojuro knew you were an Omega.

He had his eyes on you the moment you had passed the Final Selection and became an official Demon Slayer. You had guts, he admitted that any day, but as Omega you were at a disadvantage.

It was a miracle that you had made it into the corps, given your status that you were so desperately trying to hide with medical herbs, but even you couldn't fight against Heat when its time would eventually come. It was just a matter of time before the herbs would betray you and reveal your status as Omega to anyone with a good nose.

Or to any healthy Alpha, there was, like Kyojuro himself.

He wasn't sure when he fell for you. Maybe when you had gotten your Nichirin sword and had watched eyes wide how it changed color. Or how you eagerly rushed to save people attacked by Demons. Or how you just enjoyed tea with some Dango on your day off.

Truly, you were gentle and so kind to people and ruthless against Demons. What was there not to love in you?

Was Kyojuro stalking you? Maybe a little, but did it matter? Either way, he knew he had to get you before anyone else could. Despite standing out with his wild hair and loud voice, he could be surprisingly quiet and nimble when he wanted to be.

The night was setting and you were still out doing God knows what, but Kyojuro knew you were visiting a local apothecary for those herbs that helped you to hide your Omega status and prevent you from going into Heat.

But you were too late and your scent and pheromones were flaring. Kyojuro almost drooled when he got a whiff of your scent. You smelled so sweet, so tasty, you made him almost drool.

So he had to follow you, to keep you safe. Every Demon Slayer and Demon knew that Omega in Heat would be the most delicious treat there was, rivaling Marechi's blood.

You had no doubt sought cover from this village, to keep yourself far away from any possible Demons that might roam the woods and such... But you had poorly prepared to face the Alphas that resided in cities, towns, and villages.

On your way to buy medicine, you run into three random men, but Kyojuro could smell all the way from his hiding spot that they were Alphas also.

"Hey there beautiful." One of the men greeted you, "What is a beauty like you doing alone this late at night?"

"Oh, I'm just... Getting stuff." You replied meekly as you tried to sidestep the men, but one immediately grabbed you by your upper arm, "You smell good. Are you perhaps getting in Heat?"

"N- no-!" You shook your head, but you couldn't fool anyone. They were civilians and it went against the Demon Slayer corps to hurt innocent people... But these people had no pure thoughts in their minds as they ganged up on you.

"Is that a sword?" One guy asked but before you could reply, another guy snatched your sword from your hips.

"G- give it back!" You cried out as you tried to retrieve your Nichirin sword, but one of the guys grabbed you while the one with your sword took out your sword from its sheath and held it in his hands.

"This is so cool, I've never held a sword before!" The guy laughed and you frowned as you tried to break free from the man's hold, "Give it back!"

"Or what?" The guy with your sword laughed as he pointed your own sword at you, "If you act nice and let us help you with that Heat of yours then maybe we will give your sword back!"

"N- no-!" You shook your head as the men closed in on you and-!

"And what is happening in here?!" Kyojuro snapped and the men and you were startled by his loud shouting. When had he gotten behind you guys?

The man holding you tightened his hold to the point your arms almost hurt and the guy with your sword pointed it at the Flame Hashira, "G- get lost! We saw the Omega first!" 

"That's not something you should play so carelessly with!" Kyojuro exclaimed and the third man looked at his pal with the sword, "Just kill this clown!"

"L- Lord Rengoku!" You cried out and the Flame Hashira's smile tightened as he heard you call out for him. You sounded so sweet and breathless, he could only imagine how you sounded when fucked silly and repeating his name like a mantra.

Kyojuro's mother taught him to use his strength to help the weak... And you were certainly the weak one here.

The guy holding your sword raised the weapon high above his head as he ran at the Hashira, but Kyojuro quickly pulled his katana out and easily blocked the attack and actually disarmed the man and knocked him on his ass on the ground.

Your sword clattered on the ground and the three Alphas looked at Kyojuro with their eyes wide in shock and fear. He was smiling, but his smile was anything but genuine.

"You were saying?"

"Shit!" The men cursed as they let go of you and ran away with their tails between their legs. Talk about sad and weak Alphas.

Kyojuro picked up your sword and its sheat and handed them back to you, "Here you go, young miss."

"L- Lord Rengoku!" You stuttered as you put your sword away and bowed in respect, "T- thank you for helping me..."

"It was my duty." Kyojuro appeared calm and unaffected by your sweet scent, but the truth was that he was nearly drooling.

"I can smell that you are about to enter Heat!" He exclaimed, much to your horror.

"Ah, please, don't tell anyone in the Corps...!" You desperately begged him, "If anyone finds out that I'm an Omega they will kick me out of the Corps!"

"You do know that having an Omega fighting Demons is riskier than Alpha or Beta fighting them?"

"I..." You hung your head sadly, "I know, but this is all I'm good for..."

How sad, truly so sad... But Kyojuro saw a chance there.

"Do not worry, I won't tell anyone." He said with a smile and you raised your head and smiled so thankfully at him, "Oh, thank you, thank you so much-!"

"But I do insist that you let me help you with your Heat!"

"Ah-!" You felt your eyes widen in shock and something twisting in your tummy. Arousal? You frowned as you wondered what to do or say, but Kyojuro knew, "Shall we head somewhere more private? I doubt dark streets are the best place to discuss this?"

"Yes, you're right." You nodded and turned, "I have a room in this inn..."

"Hm!" The man nodded, "Lead the way, young lady!"

The two of you walked down the streets until you came to this small inn held by an older lady who didn't even spare a glance at the two of you as you made your way upstairs to where your room was.

Once in your room and behind closed doors, you could really smell how the Flame Hashira smelled and you almost swooned, your tummy aching for Alpha's seeds...

Kyojuro smelled like warm spices, cinnamon, star anise, and such. It was a comforting smell and you could feel yourself relaxing as you both put your swords down and sat down... But you were fidgeting nervously on your seat and it didn't go unnoticed by the man.

"I want to let you know that I won't touch you if you don't want me to," Kyojuro said, but inside he was just thinking about how to win over your trust...

But you already trusted him. He was a Hashira! The strongest protector of the weak there was and whether you liked it or not, he had saved you and now he was unselfishly offering his help to you.

"Will you... Will you really keep my secret?" You asked and Kyojuro's smile widened as he nodded, "I give you my word!" 

"Th- then..." You started to undo the buttons of your uniform and Kyojuro watched intensely as you undressed, feeling his cock reacting to your sweet scent, beauty, and your fertile state...! Soon enough you were bare before him, just in your underwear and your scent was stronger than ever before.

"Please help me, my Lord...?" You asked sweetly and Kyojuro nodded as he almost ripped his clothes off, he was that fast! You yelped as you saw him only in his underwear and how muscly he was and how good he smelled... It made your body want him more and he wanted you just as badly if not worse.

Kyojuro moved closer to you as you both settled on the futon and he gently grasped your chin, "I'm going to kiss you now. Is that okay with you?"

You nodded, but the man shook his head as he smiled, "I need your verbal consent."

You blushed as you nodded and whispered, "Yes, please..."

The Hashira smiled as he leaned down and kissed you gently... But there was a fight going on inside him between lust and common sense. He wanted to take you there and now, but he needed to have your consent and permission. Otherwise, he would just be one of the bad guys who tried to take you by force.

The kiss was sensual and you sighed against his lips as your eyes closed. Kyojuro smiled as he gently swept the tip of his tongue against your lips and he could feel your whole body shiver underneath him as you granted him access to your mouth.

The kiss deepened and you both got more and more aroused to the point that it felt like both of your skins were burning. In the heat of the moment, Kyojuro grabbed your breast and you yelped against his mouth. 

"Oh! I'm not hurting you, am I?" He asked and you shook your head because it felt good, scarily good to have him grope and massage your aching and sore breasts.

"N- no, feels good...!" You whimpered, "Please play with my breasts more...?"

Oh God, you were so erotic without even trying. Kyojuro smiled as he leaned to kiss you again and this time he grabbed both of your breasts and fondled them all he wanted. You moaned needily as your hands wrapped around the back of his head and gently pulled on his hair.

Kyojuro groaned and his right hand let go of your breast so it could travel down your body and between your legs. Your panties were absolutely drenched with sweet-smelling slick and it made his mouth water. He had to have a taste...!

"May I taste you...?" He asked and you nodded, your face flushed bright red, "Yes."

Kyojuro smiled as he quickly kissed your forehead and then descended down your body until his head was between your thighs. From this spot, the man could smell you better than ever before and he eagerly pulled your panties off before hosting your legs over his shoulders.

"L- Lord Rengoku-!"

"Call me Kyojuro." The Hashira ordered and you nodded, "Kyojuro... No one has ever..."

"Have you done this ever before?" Kyojuro asked and you shook your head, "Never..."

The man couldn't help but smile proudly. So he was going to be your first? That meant no one else had done this to you? What an honor! 

"Then, please let me make you feel good," He nodded as he gave your sex a long lick, using his tongue to collect your slick and he swallowed it all down his throat. By God, you were so tasty!

"TASTY!" Kyojuro exclaimed and you blushed but before you could protest he buried his face into your sex and ate you out like a starving man.

"Kyojuro, Kyojuro!" You repeated his name like he had imagined and it was even better hearing it for real than imagining it. It fed the fire inside him and the hardness in his underwear.

Slowly, the man slid his index finger inside you, followed by a second one and you gasped out loud.

"Is it too much? Have you had sex before, my little Omega?" Kyojuro asked. Hearing him use your title like that made your tight sex clench on his fingers.

"No... Alpha, I need you..." You gasped as he pushed a third finger inside and twisted them. Kyojuro was filled with pride. He was going to be your first one in everything!

"Just a second, my little Omega... Just hold on a little longer...!" The Flame Hashira said as he pulled his fingers out and slipped his underwear off so he could lube his cock with your slick. He wanted to lick his fingers clean and taste more of you, but as your first one, he had to make sure he was properly prepared to take your first time.

Kyojuro was at the edge of his patience, his cock rock hard and leaking precum. He yearned to be inside you so badly, he could barely wait any longer. So he climbed up and settled between your legs, his cock resting on top of your sex.

Your eyes widened as you saw just how big he was, but instead of fear, you felt arousal burn inside you. You needed him and you needed him that very second!

"Alpha, please...!" You reached for your thighs with your hands and spread them wide open for him, "Take me...!"

There went every inch of patience Kyojuro had left. The man growled as he positioned the tip of his cock with your entrance and with his thorough preparations and your generous amount of slick, he slid inside you with no resistance.

But God, you were so tight, so hot and so wet...! Kyojuro had little patience left and he used it on holding still so you could get used to his girth... But it looked like he didn't need to do so.

"Alpha, move, please...?" You begged and who was he to deny pleasure from his little Omega? The Hashira pulled almost all the way out before snapping his hips forward, burying himself immediately as deep in you as he just possibly could.

"Kyojuro!" You cried out his name as you threw your head back and the man growled as he grabbed your hips and started to fuck you with everything he had.

As a Hashira, Kyojuro was talented when it came to breathing techniques, managing to balance his breathing so he wouldn't grow out of breath while fucking you. It also prevented him from coming before his time, but you weren't making it easy with you crying in pleasure and the erotic sounds you were making.

He kept fucking you and you both lost the idea of what time it was. It might have been half an hour or 1 hour, you couldn't tell, but you could tell that you were both enjoying it. And then your sex started making these squelching sounds and you were horrified.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" You cried out as you wiped a tear running down your face, "I don't mean to-!"

"Shh, it's completely normal," Kyojuro hushed you as he reached for your face with this clean hand and brushed a tear from the other side of your face, "You're making me feel so good, my little Omega."

"M- me too..." You nodded, "I'm feeling so good...!"

God, you were erotic, and as far as Kyojuro understood, you weren't realizing just how sexy you were being. Kyojuro never wanted to let you go...! As your first one, he turned possessive. He didn't want to let anyone touch you, taste you, or feel you like he was doing! He could feel his knot getting ready to expand as he neared his release.

He wanted to keep you all to himself, lock you away from the rest of the world, and keep you in his manor, where you would be taken care of like a Princess. All you would have to do was to make him feel good and give him as many pups as his heart desired.

Wait, pups? Was he thinking clearly or were the pheromones messing with his head? But the more he thought about it the more he liked the idea of you and him continuing the Rengoku line. You were a beauty and while you weren't talented at slaying Demons, that didn't mean you couldn't be a wonderful mother.

He wanted to mark you, bite that juncture between your neck and shoulder, and make you his and only his... But before he could do that, he needed to get your permission. If you didn't want it and you ended up carrying pups, then you might take your anger out on his and your unborn or just-born pups.

"Become my mate...!" Kyojuro growled suddenly and you blinked in shock as you looked up at him, "I- what-?"

"Be mine...! I'll give you a home, a safe space where your every need is granted and we can have all the pups you want...!"

"But slaying Demons-!"

"You won't do no such thing...!" The Hashira grunted, "As my mate, it's my duty to protect you and our future!"

You were speechless. You had become a Slayer to fill the void in you, but you saw light in Kyojuro. Maybe he could fill that void for you?

You imagined life as Flame Hashira's mate and you could see the little ones you and he could create together, running around, playing, laughing, crying, and living their life without fear.

The idea of pups made you moan and your sex tightened in need around Kyojuro's cock. You wanted-! No, you needed his cum inside you...!

"Please...?" You begged as you moved your hair out of the way and exposed your neck to the Alpha. Kyojuro growled and he leaned down to gently nuzzle and lick your neck, preparing you for the bite. It would sting, so he had to do it as you came to distract you from the pain.

"Are you going to be a good Omega and cum for me?" He asked and you nodded desperately as you were spiraling towards your release, "Yes, coming-!"

Kyojuro growled as he thrust his cock into you, his knot flaring and locking you two together as he and you both came. You wailed in pleasure and the man took his chance and bit down on your neck, drawing blood as he marked you as his own.

You felt no pain, only pleasure as your womb was filled with his cum and the Heat, the need in you was sated. Kyojuro licked your blood off and looked at you, feeling a little worried when he saw the marks that tears had left on your cheeks.

"Are you alright, my little Omega?" He asked as he gently wiped the evidence of tears away with his hands and you nodded shakily, "Felt... Felt so good..." You weren't able to fully speak, too drunk on pleasure to focus on forming proper words.

You were exhausted so you quickly fell into deep sleep. Kyojuro chuckled as he kissed your sweaty forehead and then he rested his head on your soft breasts.

With some good fucking and some luck, one of these days your breasts would be filled with nutritious milk meant to feed the two of your pups. If Kyojuro asked nicely, maybe you would give him a taste also?

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[peachdues]

If you write for fandom in any capacity on here (or elsewhere) —

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[sapphickocho]

Oiran Rengoku Kyojuro au

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Chapter 3 of The Flames Of The Ember Haired Courtesan you can read it here.

This a little illustration practice I did, and of course my muse was Rengoku. This is from my canon divergent fanfic, where Kyojuro survives (as he should) and goes undercover as a courtesan. You can read the summary here.

I also had to some Inking with it, and this was the final piece;

So if your interested, feel free to check out my fanfic and comment if you want me to smile for the rest of the day.

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[certifiedjaeger]

↳ Rengoku x Fem Reader

Word Count: 3.3K

Warnings: 18+ content, oral sex (both male/female receiving), unprotected sex, creampie 🥧, rengoku may or may not eat you out after cumming inside of you lol……

Notes: Hi, I wrote this really fast and it’s not really edited that well so bear with me lol 🤭 anyways! this is a little piece about taking Rengoku’s virginity after Tengen desperately asked you to help out his friend. Enjoy!

For years now, you’ve heard tales of the great feats of the Flame Hashira. You’ve heard stories of how strong, how determined, how brave and noble he is. You’ve heard it all – You’re no stranger to the hero that is Kyojurou Rengoku.

He is something that legends are made of.

Which is why when a certain overzealous husband of your friend, Makio, approached you the other day in the hopes of helping out a certain golden-haired hero in the *ahem* intimacy department… you almost couldn’t believe it.

How can somebody as amazing as him have never indulged in such pleasures before? How on earth could he be so inexperienced? How could he have never even been touched by another at all? Surely, he has women throwing themselves at him all the time, surely he has had many offers from those wishing to be his lover, many desperate souls trying to claw their way to his immaculate body. It was too hard to believe that that wasn’t the case.

But, it appears that it is. Well, at least, according to Tengen.

You aren’t a desperate soul, but you are smart. You’ve heard of his charm and good looks. You’ve heard of how handsome the Flame Hashira is. Which is why you had eagerly accepted Tengen’s offer when he came to you with his request. Honestly, it would have been ridiculous to turn down such an opportunity.

But would he be shy? Would he be eager? Boring? Awkward? Rude? You wondered as you waited on the plush bed of the spare bedroom in Tengen’s villa several days later.

~~~

“Uzui, you are a good friend! And I have always trusted you! But I have to admit… I’m not so sure about this,” Rengoku speaks in his usually eager voice, only a hint of unease infiltrating it, as the two men walk down the lengthy hallway. “I will not tolerate anybody doing anything that they don’t want to do.”

“Oh come on, you’re way too old to have never felt a woman’s touch before. You’re a Hashira, for crying out loud, it’s embarrassing,” the bigger gentleman cries out dramatically, making Rengoku look around to double check that they are, in fact, alone. “Plus, nobody’s making her do anything that she doesn’t want to do. She was more than happy to accept your offer on my behalf,” he smiles deviously.

“I never requested anything from anybody – this was your own doing,” Rengoku reminds his pushy friend.

“Look, you’ll be thanking me later, so just go along with it. Get off of your high horse and quit being the noble Flame Hashira for at least an hour or so, ‘kay?” Tengen stops in front of the door where you await his inexperienced friend. “Actually… you probably won’t even last that long,” Tengen snickers.

~~~

It all happened so fast. A couple of minutes ago, Rengoku was walking down the hallway with his friend and now, he’s sitting on the edge of a bed, watching as a beautiful woman he has never seen before kneels in between his legs.

You’re so confident in your movements that it almost takes his breath away. You’re so sure of yourself as you take his pants off of him, as you touch him. You’re so lovely, so beautiful, so self-assured, that all he can manage to do is to sit there and let you do whatever you want with him.

“Is this okay?” You ask, wrapping your hand around his length as he rids himself of his top.

“Y-yes!” He tries to remain his normal, cheerful self but can feel his resolve slowly slipping away with every small movement of your fingers.

“Good to know,” you smile slightly, licking your lips as you do so. “And how about this?” You hold his length tightly and move your hand up toward the tip of his already hard cock.

“Y-yeah,” he breathes out, his voice wavering in its normal enthusiastic tone as he watches you intently.

“And how about…this?” You ask through feigned innocence.

His hips buck up as your thumb grazes his slit. His eager nod confirms that yes, that is definitely okay, too. The look on his face gives you the feeling that you could do just about anything to him and he would be more than happy about it. Your smile widens – you realize this is going to be a lot of fun.

Some precum appears at the top of his flushed tip and knowing that this will most likely be okay, as well, you decided to lean forward and give it a little kitten lick. His breath catches in his throat and his eyes daze over a bit as he feels his body somehow tense and relax at the same time. He’s never had anybody touch him like this before. He has hardly ever touched himself like this before. And now here you are, sucking on the tip of his cock, swirling your tongue around it as you push more of his length into your warm mouth. You take all of him in as your nose hits the soft gold and red curls near his skin, and he swears that you may actually be an angel.

He’s never imagined anything feeling this good before. He’s never imagined experiencing anything this heavenly before in his life. His hips start to buck up again, his hips mindlessly beginning to pick up the pace as he starts to rut his cock into your mouth. He shuts his eyes and lets the pleasure your mouth grants him take over.

But it isn’t enough. He wants more, he needs more.

He pulls you off of his now throbbing cock and looks at you for a moment, a wild fire settling in his eyes as he stares deeply into your own.

With arms shaky with desire, he still manages to be gentle as he helps you up and meekly moves your body toward the bed. He hopes you’ll get the hint since he doesn’t know if he has the courage at this moment to ask you for what he wants.

But he knows exactly what he wants.

He’s had urges for years now. He’s thought of this moment for so long, but it had always seemed like some far away dream that would never actually happen. But now that you’re here, so willing and so happy to please, he feels that he needs to take his chance now. He needs to grab onto this opportunity and let his body do what it had been screaming at him to do all of these years.

You lay down on the bed, but that isn’t enough for him. He turns you around on your stomach silently and raises your hips into the air, and of course, you happily oblige the pent-up man. He stares in wonder as you drip from your core. His cock twitches and he swears that he never knew it was possible to feel so much lust in his veins.

He steps forward and places his large hands on your hips, his cock leading the way as it nears the one place it desperately wants to be. Just a few more inches and he would finally know what it feels like to be seated deep inside of somebody. The thing he’s spent so long imagining, the one thing he scolded himself for thinking about when he knew that he should have been focusing on training or bettering his skills.

But he’s only human, after all. And he can only control his urges so much. His hand during the late hours of the night every couple of weeks or so could never truly suffice. And now that you’re here, warm and dripping and ready to be filled–by him of all people–he feels that he may be dreaming again.

“I-Is this… okay?” He somehow manages to get out through eager, hushed breaths. It’s odd, he thinks. He’s normally very confident and cheerful. But you have done something to him. He feels desperation flood his veins, he feels it fill every part of his body.

“I’m waiting,” you respond in a sing-songy voice, wiggling your hips a bit.

He swallows dryly and moves closer. One more inch and his tip would know what it feels like to touch another person’s wet heat. His cock that had only ever been covered by his hand would be surrounded by your warmth, it would be covered in your slick. And that thought alone makes his cock twitch, his length slightly bobbing from the movement. His fingers dig deeper into your skin and he pushes forward.

The tip of his cock inches into your heat and he lets out a shallow breath. It’s tight. And it’s so… warm. He stills for a second before slowly moving in all of the way, stopping only when his pelvic bone meets the soft flesh of your ass.

It’s nothing like what he imagined. It’s infinitely better.

The muscles in his arms tense and his hands hold the sides of your hips tighter. He closes his eyes and takes a moment to relish this feeling, to try and memorize how heavenly it feels to have part of his body engulfed in another person’s soft warmth. He’s never felt so comfortable in all of his life before. The softest beds and the warmest clothes could never compare to how it feels being fully seated in you.

Releasing one last breath, he opens his eyes and they are a wild sight. He’s had a small taste, and now he knows that his body needs more. He swiftly pulls away from your body, his cock almost falling out before he then pushes himself back in. Heated tingles run along his length and a small groan slips from his lips. He does it again. And again. And again. And then, all of a sudden, he isn’t able to stop. This feeling is too much.

His lower abdomen tenses with every fast thrust of his hips, his cock driving in and out of you as if with a mind of its own. He now understands all of the comments, all of the jokes, all of the talk about why people enjoy sex so much. Tengen had always been going on and on about it. He would try not to listen because of how lewd it was, but would fail every time. He never understood.

But now he does.

He’s always considered himself to be a kind, well-mannered man. But it’s as though he’s become somebody else. It’s as though something wild inside of him has taken over. Something ingrained into his very being–something fiery and passionate–has come to take you. It has come to make you lay down and be submissive to him. It has come to make you his.

He feels like a beast as he mounts you and repeatedly drives his cock in and out of you; as though he were an animal and his primal instincts have taken over. Something inside of him is telling him that he needs to do this to you. Something inside of him is blinding him and filling his head with a haze, telling him that he needs to put a healthy amount of his cum deep inside of you.

He always wants to feel like this. He always wants to feel like this. He always wants to feel like–

An explosive pleasure suddenly takes over and he feels his cum drain from his body and shoot out from his tip. His hands desperately hold on to your hips as his cock twitches, shooting warm spurts of cum deep inside of you.

He lets out one last lengthy groan, feeling the pleasure begin to dissolve, before opening his eyes and taking in his surroundings. His heavy breathing fills the otherwise quiet room and he feels himself beginning to regain his composure. What had just happened to him, he wonders. He definitely wasn’t himself.

“Well, that was fast,” you speak up, distracting him from his thoughts.

“I’m sorry, my lady?” He knits his brows together as he continues to breathe heavy.

“I had wondered what this would be like and it was just fast, is all,” you look back at him, feeling his cum begin to drip out of you as he reluctantly pulls out.

“I-I’m sorry. Was that not pleasurable for you, too?” Worry tinges his voice as he looks at you with concern in his eyes.

“No, it definitely was. It just takes a bit longer for me to reach my peak, that’s all. Don’t worry,” you smile at him, hoping to calm his nerves a bit.

“Well… how can I assist you in… reaching your… “peak”?” He asks innocently and you raise your brow at him.

“You really have never pleasured a lady before, have you? It’s no easy feat, you know,” the corner of your mouth lifts into a small smirk as you tease him.

“I can assure you that I’m a fast learner,” he replies genuinely as his breathing begins to calm a bit, his earnest tone and eager expression now warming your heart. “If you are willing to show me, I am willing to learn. Not only that, I’ll go above and beyond your expectations,” he says excitedly with a smile.

“You sure you can keep that promise?” You raise a brow at him.

“Ha, of course! I have slayed many demons, I have overcome many obstacles! Surely, I can do this.”

“Okay… then I want you to clean me up,” you turn around and lay on your back, spreading your legs for him to see the mess that he’s made. He stares at your heat, his fiery eyes staring unabashedly. “With your tongue, that is.”

He whips his head up and stares into your eyes, his mouth opening as he questions whether he heard you correctly or not. “With my…? Wouldn’t you prefer a soft cloth?” He questions.

“It’ll feel better with your tongue,” you reach a hand down slowly and begin to smear his pearly cum all over your folds, watching as he stares at your movements, a small blush appearing on his face as he blinks and nods his head slowly.

“Y-yes, okay,” he kneels down on the bed, eyes never tearing from your heat. “If that is what you wish.”

He inches his face closer to your heat, looking at the mess and feeling almost a bit guilty at the state that he’s left you in. He moves his head a bit closer before pausing and looking up at you, almost as though waiting for you to say it was okay.

“Go ahead,” you say. “Please.”

He hears slight anticipation in your voice and he wonders if this is how he would help you reach your “peak”. He leans in and gives a tentative lick up your folds. Some of his cum, as well as your slick, gathers on his tongue and he swallows, brows knitting together as he tries to decipher the taste. He’s never tasted anything like it before, but all he knows is that he likes it. He gives another lick and then another and then another–

And then he hears a moan escape your lips.

He pauses his movements and his head shoots up, his eyes widening as he realizes you like the feeling of him licking you like this.

“Why’d you stop?” You look down at him, pouting.

“This feels good to you?” He questions with genuine curiosity.

“Yes! Now please continue,” you pout again, reaching your hand down and taking a fistful of his hair, gently pushing him toward your heat.

“Haha! What a feisty one, you are!” He exclaims with amusement before happily giving you what you desire.

He pushes his tongue against your folds with more pressure this time, using his strong muscle to swipe upward with more strength and feeling encouraged when he hears you moan above him again.

“Yes, just like that– and pay more attention to the part at the top,” you direct him with eyes closed, feeling heat begin to pool in your lower abdomen again.

But then he stops.

“Why at the top, if I may ask?” He questions and you sigh.

“Because that is where my clit is.”

“Clit?”

“Wow, you really don’t know anything, do you?” You mumble under your breath, hoping that he doesn’t hear it. “Yes, this,” you say louder, grabbing one of his fingers and placing it to your clit, “this little thing right here, it feels really good when you give it lots of attention, okay?”

“Got it!” He exclaims before leaning down and passionately sucking on your clit, making you cry out loudly. The sudden strong sensation is like being knocked backwards, and even though it’s a surprise, god, it’s a welcome one. You can feel how close you are and you swear that if he stopped now to ask another question, you would scream. But he doesn’t. No, he pulls your clit into his mouth and gives it several little heated licks, sucking and licking and giving it extra attention just like you had instructed him to.

“Yes! Now put two fingers inside of me,” you eagerly cry out. “Just like you did with your cock, move them just like you did before,” your voice sounds strained as you begin to feel delirious from the overwhelming pleasure of his tongue.

Thankfully, he does just as he’s told without questioning why and positions his fingers at your entrance, pushing them in just as he had earlier with his cock. He drives them in and out of you; the motion coupled with his tongue’s movements making your body feel on fire. He feels amused and excited as he hears eager sounds leave your lips, your hips beginning to move around as he continues doing exactly what you had told him to do.

“Keep going,” you yell desperately. “Don’t you dare stop,” you groan loudly. “Keep going, keep going, keep going–”

You cry out, feeling something inside of you snap as your veins flood with white-hot pleasure, his strong tongue and thick fingers working together to send a wave of electricity throughout your body. You let it wash over you. You relish in the feeling. You try to memorize every sensation from his tongue and every movement of his fingers before the pleasure starts to dissolve in your veins and you begin to come down from your high.

It seems that he’s taken your instructions too literally, however, as he continues his feverish movements, not catching on to the fact that he was now starting to overstimulate you.

“That’s–ahh!–that’s enough, Rengoku,” you pull at his hair lightly. “No more!” You plead as he effectively stops and looks up at you with brows knitted together.

“Does it not feel good anymore? Am I doing something wrong?” He asks worriedly.

“No, no,” you say through heavy breaths. “That felt really good. But continuing after you reach your peak can sometimes feel like too much,” you say through exhausted lips, falling back to the mattress as you try to catch your breath.

After a few moments, you hear his familiar earnest voice speak out, “So, I did good then?”

“Yes,” you sigh dreamily. “You did very good.”

“So then, we can perhaps continue after you’ve had some time to recover?” He asks eagerly. You knit your brows together at his words before looking over at him.

“Continue?”

You look from the happy smile on his face down to his cock that’s already fully hard again, precum beginning to dribble down the length of it as he sits on his haunches.

“Oh,” you comment, feeling a pang of warmth hit you again as you take in the sight. “Yeah,” you breathe out, “yeah, we can continue.”

#kyojuro smut #rengoku smut #kyojuro rengoku imagines #rengoku imagines #kyojuro rengoku oneshot #rengoku oneshot #kyojuro rengoku fic #rengoku fic #rengoku x reader #rengoku x you #rengoku x y/n #demon slayer smut #demon slayer fic #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x you #rengoku kyoujurou x reader #rengoku kyoujuro smut #rengoku kyojuro smut #my writing

[potofstewie]

this entered my head and I can't get it out but plssss this is killing me this is shitty but idc rn

Just imagine this with me,

Soft pants are leaving your plump, spit covered lips. Your hands are on his heaving chest, steadying you after the immense orgasm you've gone through. With a deep, soft chuckle, he sits up slowly and presses you closer to him by the waist. Hair strands are sticking to his forehead as he drinks in your tired yet blissed out expression. You're lowkey annoyed because there's a shit eating grin on his delectable face, as if he won a bet of some sort. With another husky chuckle, he rests his chin on your chest and looks up at you, mesmerizing eyes peering into your own. He places a soft kiss on your chest, and mutters a low

good job, baby.

#shinjuro x reader #kyojuro x reader #nicolas brown x reader #worick x reader #eren x reader #jean kirstein x reader #connie x reader #tengen x reader #sanemi x reader #itto x reader #lmao im not in the genshin comm #but after seeing what my moots write abt him #i feel like he fits the bill #stew’s smut stew #original stew

[vampcubus]

Thinkin' about cat hybrid!kyojuro who purrs and purrs and purrs when you’re around, a constant contented noise that gets louder when you’re touching. It’s a rumbly purr that vibrates his whole chest when he pulls you in close for a tight hug, nuzzling his warm cheek against yours affectionately <3

#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes #catboys my beloved #kyojuro rengoku x reader #cat hybrid kyojuro #catboy kyojuro

[lokh]

me forgetting that their entire sordid tale exists only in my notebook =') a demon kyo sketch. at the end of it all, having remembered everything, they have to convince each other to live

also bonus kyojuro

#it will never ever be written. but god. the notes on this thing. #sometimes i think maybe i should just write it even if its just a glorified outline #did i sketch this to avoid one million other things. maybe so. #i was thinking it would be nice if i tried sketching more lol #rengoku kyojuro #renkaza #oh my god. i forgot i had kyojuro muted LMAO was trying to figure out if i should even tag it #art #demon slayer #kny #akaren #also i know kyojuro is taller than akaza. shhh. its only by a little #and hes crumpled forward. shhhhhhhh

[callmemrskenway]

Okay I know I said I’d write these eventually but I’ll probably just write drabbles for them: Can you please do some headcanons on the Hashiras of your choice reacting to their civilian s/o being injured by a demon? THANK YOU I LOVE YOU-

I love you too, Ioanna♡

Characters: Uzui, Rengoku, Obanai, Mitsuri, and Shinobu!

Tengen Uzui:

- For a brief moment that cocky exterior fades when he sees you, his eyes widen and his smirk falls but then he grits his teeth and his fists clench around his swords handles.

- He fights them off for a bit but not to kill, just to get them away from you and he orders his wives to get you to safety which they were going to do anyways because, um, DUH, THEY LOVE YOU.

- Suma is sobbing and begging you not to die, Makio is telling her to SHUT UP AND HELP, and Hina is the one that's holding you assuring you that you'll be okay.

- But back to Tengen, whose absolutely PISSED OFF. The moment you're safe, he then gives the demon the scariest goddamn glare ever and the demon realizes that they have FUCKED UP SEVERLY.

- He doesn't hold back during this fight at all and things get a bit more flashy. And by "Flashy" I mean "he brutally slaughters the bastard in cold blood because NO ONE lays a hand on his lovers, especially YOU."

- He wants the demon to feel pain but he also wraps the battle up quickly because he wants to check in on you as soon as possible. It's a bit of a hard call so he just casually lands a few brutal hits here and there before he finishes them off.

- And then he's hauling ass back to you four where he finds you asleep in Hina's lap, Suma cuddled up to your side with a tear streaked face from crying, and Makio holding your hand as she looks at Tengen as they inform him that they've managed to undo some of the damage but that they should bring you to the butterfly estate.

- He feels a lot of guilt in his heart as he sits next to you by your bed and he's there when you wake up, his wives give him alone time because he's feeling really guilty that you got hurt because of him and that the only person who can ease that guilt is you. And you do, as you kiss him and tell him that it wasn't his fault and praise him on how he flashily he defended you, which makes him smile.

- He praises you for being pretty flashy yourself, after all, not just anyone can survive a demon attack and if anything, it makes him even prouder that he's one of your lovers.

Kyojuro Rengoku:

- Rengoku wouldn't take his lover with him on a mission but I can imagine that it happens during what should've been a harmless patrol when suddenly a demon attacks and he wasn't prepared for it.

- He wasn't fast enough to react ans he regrets it because the memory plays in his head in slow motion as he watched the demon give you one brutal injury. However he gets over the shock quickly and realizes he has to protect you.

- First priority would be getting you to safety or just trying to kill the demon as fast as possible depending on how bad the injury is. If its super bad, he will try to lure the demon away from you or run with you in his arms to place you somewhere away from the demon.

- Would focus on making the demon's death quick as possible and after he's finished, he's picking you up and taking you to the Butterfly estate.

- No but him putting his Haori on you or ripping a part of it so he can tie it over your wound and cover it up is just something thats actually so precious to me. If you weren't in agonizing pain, you'd giggle over how romantic the situation is.

- HE DOES NOT LEAVE YOUR SIDE. He waits for Kanae's diagnosis for you and insists that he stay with you until you wake up. He also feels a lot of guilt, wondering how he could possibly let something like this happen to you out of all people. Yeah, it a surprise attack but he's fully convinced he should've been prepared or noticed the demon earlier.

- Holds your hand the entire night too🥺 More importantly, he's got two fingers on your pulse just because it kinda relaxes him. He trusts the medical professionals in the Butterfly estate but it makes him relax a little when he feels it.

- When you wake up, you notice your fingers intertwined with Rengoku's and he's kinda dozing but then you start moving in your bed to sit up, it wakes him up immediately and his eyes are on you as he smiles brightly at you and gets excited, "You're okay!"

- Golden retriever energy, is so thrilled that you're alright but from now on, he's a bit hesitant to let you go on night patrols with him.

Obanai Iguro:

- This man is protective as fuck and when you get hurt, he makes sure he hurts the demon 10x worse. You gotta feel bad for the demon because Obanai is already merciless to demons but this dude becomes straight up malicious as he makes the demon pay for what they did.

- Kaburamaru has to remind him that you're injured and that's when he realizes he has to finish up quickly. The minute he's done, he goes from big scary demon slayer to concerned boyfriend.

- He apologizes to you as he takes you to the butterfly estate, for putting you in a position to be hurt and for losing a control of himself during his battle with the demon.

- He will visit you as often as possible but he realizes that he can't let this happen again and starts training even harder so he can prevent this from happening in the future. He cares for very few people so with that being said, he'd rather die than let you get hurt.

- This also kinda intensifies his self-loathing as well. He already thought he was unworthy to be with someone like you but he prided himself on his abilities to protect you but this incident makes really makes him relapse for a bit.

- Either Kaburamaru was watching over you whenever Obanai was training but if he was on missions, he'd have Mitsuri watch over and inform him of when you wake up. So the first thing you see is Mitsuri's smiling face and when you ask her where Obanai is, she informs you of Obanai's behavior and now you're concerned.

- Regardless if you find him yourself or if Mitsuri runs to find him, he's apologizing for how unworthy he was to be your lover and feels horrible for what happened and that he'll make sure it never happens again.

- You tell him that he is more than worthy of your love and you kiss him reassuringly on his cheek, which makes him a little flustered but your words also just...make him so happy to hear that even when he failed to protect you, you still loved him.

- This doesn't mean he stops giving himself a harder training regimen and you're definetly gonna need to tell him to chill out and go easy on himself. Also, all demons should be very wary of him in future because this only makes his hatred for demons grow.

Mitsuri Kanroji:

- She's shocked and she's horrified when she sees your injury. When she sees the demon about to strike you, she slices its arm off and quickly grabs you to take you somewhere safe before she can face off with the demon.

- No but this girl can be absolutely vicious when she fights and while she isn't cruel or too overly violent, she is ashamed to admit that her emotions did take over for a while.

- As the love Hashira and as a person in general, Mitsuri has always loved with her heart of hearts but the love she has with you is what she's been looking for her entire life so she absolutely refuses to lose that with you.

- Insistent on helping with your recovery as well. Whatever the nurses or Kanae need her to do, she's do it. And unless she's getting in the way or if it's posing a serious threat, she also stubbornly refuses to leave you.

- NO BUT HER LOOKING AT YOU AS YOU LAY IN BED AS YOUR INJURED AND she's sitting next to you and she feels guilty so she leans over and gives you a "feel better kiss" on your cheek and that's when you wake up and it furthers her belief that you and her were meant to be true loves.

- Will make and prepare meals for you too. As you recover and if you let her, she will 100% absolutely feed you and pamper you the entire time. After every mission or training session, she's spending time with you and your recovery.

- Of course she feels bad for what happens but she can't change the past but she can use this to learn how to better protect you in the future. But yes, she's more focused on getting you back to being healthy and helping you recover.

- If YOU feel guilty for being "useless" she's quick to hold you and reassure you that you should never think of yourself like that and that she's just happy you're alive!

Shinobu Kocho:

- Oh my, this simply just won't do! She looks surprised at first but then she gives the demon a smile, a very chilling and foreboding smile that just radiates bloodlust and murderous intent.

- Her happiness was taken from her before and she'll absolutely be damned if she let's demons take it from her again. So she enters battle with the same easy going smile but her words express the hatred and the amount of anger and rage she feels towards the vile creature.

- When she's done with it, she's quick to treat you and take care of you. Honestly because she's already so well versed in medicine she's very sweet to you but as she does what has to be done to heal you, she just gently caresses your face and her smile fades a little bit as guilt eats at her heart.

- When you wake up, she's smiling once more but she's more attentive with your needs. She doesn't tease you as much for a while, unless she's having to spoonfeed you because she thinks your face is very cute all red and shy like that~

- Sees to all your needs herself, checking you over, making note on your injuries that you sustained and that you're feeling better.

- She also insists on staying with you overnight and when you feel a little better, then she'll take you back to her room where she can better provide for you there and be a bit more openly affectionate.

- At night, you can feel her arms wrap you a bit closer to her as she sleeps, as if she's having a bad dream of you being taken from her.

- She never explicitly shows she's guilty or says so but you can tell that on some level she blames herself a little. Like obviously the DEMON is the one who did this but she can't help but wonder what she could've done to prevent this.

#FIRST TIME WRITING FOR THEM so sorry if they seem a bit ooc- #BUT YEAH THESE ARE LIKE MY FAVS. #And yeah I wanted to make Rengoku's extra special for you Ioanna♡ #BUT I HIPE YOU ENJOY. #mitsuri kanroji #tengen uzui #rengoku kyojuro #kocho shinobu #obanai iguro #Mitsuri x reader #mitsuri kanroji x reader #tengen x reader #tengen x wives x reader #rengoku x reader #kny rengoku #Obanai iguro x reader #iguro x reader #Shinobu x reader #shinobu kocho x reader #Demon slayer x reader #kny x reader

[qtarosimp]

Kyo is an old man when it comes to tech

#kny #uzuren #rengoku kyojuro #uzui tengen #rengoku senjuro #my writing #threadfic

[petitelepus]

FOX’S WEDDING, PART 1

KITSUNE!RENGUKO KYOJURO X FEM!READER

Summary: Things happen and you end up living in a manga cafe when you are offered a new home and an exciting new housemate. You end up making a contract with the interspecies program and that changes your life forever. Good or bad? Let’s find out.

Warnings: None

A/N: Female Reader, Kitsune Kyojuro, Kitsune Senjuro, Kitsune Rengoku, Monster Musume!AU

PART 1 II PART 2 II PART 3 II PART 4 II PART 5 II PART 6 II PART 7 II PART 8 II PART 9 II PART 10 II PART 11 II PART 12 II PART 13 II PART 14 II PART 15 II PART 16 II PART 17 II PART 18 II PART 19

"You can't stay here anymore."

You blinked as the words settled in. Your roommate and her boyfriend, or rather fiance had asked you to come out of your own room and have a chat with them. You were all sitting on the kitchen table, you on one side and they on the other side.

"W-what?" You stuttered, not believing what you were hearing. Weren't you the one that invited her to live with you in the apartment that the two of you shared until her boyfriend moved in also? "W-why!?"

"We have been talking..." The man looked at your roommate and then you, "That this place isn't big enough for four."

"Are you taking someone in? Without asking from me?" You asked and they nodded. You admit that you got mad, but you calmed down the second you saw your roommate hold her stomach and her fiance set a hand on top of hers.

"Are you guys...?" You swallowed, "Are you having a baby?"

"We wanted to make things work, but there is just no room for all of us." The fiance explained and he sounded sincere as was the frown on his face.

"We assure you, we didn't plan any of this!" Your roommate cried out, but then she looked at her stomach and a kind gentle smile rose to her lips, "But this baby is a blessing and we want to have it."

"Ah..." You blinked before nodding, "I understand... You do what you have to do..."

You really did understand. Babies took a lot of space and time. You couldn't be mad at them for planning their and their baby's future together. There just wasn't any room for you in those plans.

"I'm sorry, but we need space for the baby." Your roommate looked genuinely sorry and her fiance frowned, "Can't you go live with your parents until you find a new place?"

You shook your head. That wasn't possible, you had sworn that you would never return there. Not that you had a bad relationship with your parents, but when you had moved out and made it your goal to live as an independent adult, your father said he was proud of you. Just what kind of a disappointment you would be if you returned home with your tail between your leg? No, you couldn't risk it.

"We will rent a space for your stuff until you find a place to live."

"It's the least we can do."

"I see..." You nodded, "Thank you, I'll try to find a new place to live quickly. When do you need me out?"

The two of them glanced at each other and you frowned. That wasn't a good look. Your friend looked back at you, "I'm sorry, but my parents are coming tomorrow to the city and we would hate to put them in some hotel when they want to get to know their future son-in-law."

So they wanted you out today or tomorrow tops. Your disappointment must have shown because the boyfriend quickly added, "We, no, I will help you with your stuff starting now! I don't want the future mother of my child to worry or exhaust herself."

"Oh babe, you're so sweet." The two of them smiled lovingly at each other before they pecked each other on the lips. You nodded but you weren't feeling as hopeful and positive about the future as they were...

~~~~~

You quickly found out that finding a new place to live proved to be a lot harder when you were seeking one alone. You went to see many apartments but you soon found out that even if the place appeared to be perfect, the rent certainly wasn't for your small and empty wallet.

You couldn't even afford a place to stay at, or not at least one with a decent bed. No, you had to resort to staying in a manga cafe when the day would come to an end and night came. It wasn't the comfiest place, but the reclining chair was your bed now and the tiny cube room where you stayed was your temporary home.

It wasn't that expensive, but your savings were running low, eating pre-heated meals weren't exactly healthy and the worst was that no one wanted to hire a homeless person.

You slurped your cup noodles and sighed as you went through some pages on the computer. You had multiple tabs open, some being about open job offers and others about possible apartments. So far you hadn't gotten even one invite to a job interview...

"Fuck my life..." You groaned as you went to close a website, but then a new ad popped up. Thinking that it was probably spam or some commercial, you moved to close it but then it caught your attention.

'NEED A JOB OR A PLACE TO STAY? WANT TO MEET NEW PEOPLE? CLICK THE LINK IN BIO!'

That sounded almost too good to be true. You were about to close the site when suddenly there was a knock on the door behind you.

"Yes?" You called and the voice replied, "Your coffee miss?"

"Ah, yes, come on in." You said and the door opened and a young waitress came from behind the door with your coffee.

"Here you go- Oh, what's this?" She took a look at the computer screen and you panicked, fearing that she would think that you were using their computers to download something bad or worst, illegal.

"Shit, I didn't click it so there shouldn't be any viruses-!"

"No, I don't mean anything bad. I was just taken aback since my friend's cousin got that same invite. Apparently, it's about this new government's Interspecies Exchange Bill. You know, the people who, excuse my language, are related to fantasy creatures?" She said with a light smile, "They clicked the link and apparently it changed their life for the better!"

You blinked. You had heard of them.

In the past governments used to hide these humanoid species from the world but now for one reason or another, they were now starting to live among you humans. You had seen a few during the last year and while you admit, they were cool, you were never brave enough to befriend one.

You glanced at the ad and then at the young waitress. "Honestly, it sounds too good to be true." You said a little sadly because you knew that luck never favored you.

"You never know if you don't try." She smiled as she handed you your coffee and closed the door behind her. You sipped your bean juice as you took a look at the ad.

You never know if you don't try, huh? Fine, you took the bait.

You clicked the ad and a brand new website popped up, welcoming you for a new beginning, asking for your current information, and backgrounds alongside a recent picture of yourself. Talk about suspicious, this could have been a scam or worse... But on closer inspection, they didn't ask anything that could be actually used against you.

"Fine, I'll bite the bait." You nodded as you started to fill in your information and chose the most recent and decent picture of yourself from your phone. Once you had filled out the whole application you hit SENT and smiled by yourself.

"As if this helps..." You muttered as you took a sip of your lukewarm coffee and that is when you heard a bing from your phone, signaling that you had gotten a e-mail. Okay, now you were confused. You used the computer to log onto your e-mail and saw a new message there dedicated to you. Confused, you clicked the message and saw that you had been selected for an interview!

"Already!?" You gasped. You looked at the message and it appeared to be legit and not just some scam. You looked at the message and there was a phone number you were expected to call if you chose to proceed with the selection progress.

You quickly reached for your phone that was resting on a charger by the computer, and input the number but before you called you took a deep breath. You could do this. If you failed then at least you tried. So you hit the call button and put the phone by your ear.

"Hello?"

~~~~~

You swallowed nervously as you looked at your phone. 10 minutes time. You were on your way to the cafe where the man you had talked with on the phone had instructed you to go if you wanted to learn more about the job or possible home you were looking for.

You had put on your best shirt and pants, a classic combo, and some makeup, but you left the perfume out because the man on the phone had asked you to come without any. You felt beautiful and you didn't look homeless so you were winning so far!

Your phone's GPS peeped, letting you know that you had arrived at your destination. You looked up and blinked.

This was a cat cafe. You looked at the info the man had given and you were right, it was this cat cafe. It was certainly different to have an interview in such a quirky place. Shrugging, you stepped inside and you were greeted by dozens of curious little meows. You couldn't help but smile at the sight of cute kitties that came to greet you.

"Good day, ma'am!" Came a peppy voice and you turned to look and you felt your eyes widen. A real cat girl came to greet you, with a human body but with cat ears and a tail. It was the first time you had seen a demi- or pseudohuman up so close.

"Table for one?" She asked happily, and you actually panicked lightly, "Uh, actually, I'm meeting someone!"

"Oh, you're the new girl?"

New girl? Oh God, please don't let this be some sort of trick to turn you into a prostitute! The panic must have been clear on your face because the cat girl giggled, "Please do not worry. Just leave your shoes here and follow me."

You nodded and did as she told you to, following her into deeper parts of the cafe. You took quick notice that everyone working there were demihumans, but no one seemed to mind. No, they all loved it, asking for pictures with the waiters and waitresses.

"Ah, there you are." Came a man's voice and you turned to look and saw a young wearing a suit and sunglasses even inside the cafe. He must have been the man you had spoken on the phone with. He motioned you to sit down and you did as he asked you to.

"We talked over the phone. My name is Smith and you were...?"

You told him your name and the man smiled as he nodded, "Yes, just as was written in your info."

Just like magic, the man pulled a little stack of papers from thin air and looked at them over, "According to these papers you filled out, you're currently jobless and homeless. Is that correct?"

Ouch, he went right to the sore spots. You nodded, "Yes, sir, but I'm young and eager to work for my salary or home."

"I can see that, you're only 20 and already so mature." He smiled as he put the papers down on the table. "We did a little backup check just in case. A daughter, youngest out of three siblings, graduated and moved on your own with the little savings you had? That must haven't been easy."

You were stunned that they had managed to get so much information with very little you offered to them, but despite your info, the man smiled, "But my, you're clean as a whistle. No drugs or any other suspicious substance, not a single note from the police, not even a traffic ticket. I must say, I'm impressed."

"Thank you, sir."

"In fact, I think we are done here."

Huh? Done so soon? But you barely even talked with each other, didn't he have any questions or anything he wanted to ask from you?

You were so stunned that you nearly missed the paper and pencil he slid to you. You blinked and looked at the paper and then the man, "What is this?"

"This my dear is a contract that you dedicate yourself to the interspecies program. I assure you, we take good care of you as you work for the company. We will provide you with a place to live in, money for food, and everyday life necessities, taken that you will be sharing the house with a member of the non-human liminal species or as called, extra-species."

"Extra-species?" You blinked, "Like the people who work here?"

"Yes," The man in the suit nodded, "This is just one of our many agencies that employes extra-species."

"I see..." You nodded. You had nothing against living with someone else, heck, you lived with your ex-roommate for a year and a half before her boyfriend came into the picture. You bet you could live with someone who was a little different as long as they were kind to you!

You smiled, determination filling you as you grabbed the pencil and wrote your name down, sealing your fate. You looked at the man and smiled, "When can I start?"

"Marvelous, I admire your enthusiasm," He nodded as he took the paper and got up on his feet, you copying him, and he offered his hand to you. "Allow me to be the first one to welcome you aboard the program."

You were honestly so happy, you shook his hand and gave him the most excited smile you could muster, "Thank you for this chance sir, I won't let you down!"

"I trust in that." He nodded and once the two of you pulled your hands back, he reached for his jacket's pocket and pulled out a card that he handed to you. "Meet me at this place tomorrow at 1 pm. You will be housed immediately with your matching new roommate."

"Ah, my stuff, it's all in-!"

"Do not worry, the moving men will fetch your belongings from the storage unit." Mister Smith said and you blinked in surprise, "How did you-?"

"We have our ways to make your and your new housemate's life easier." He smiled as he lowered his sunglasses enough to wink at you playfully. You nodded, a little unsure, but mostly you were ecstatic. You got a new place to live and you would possibly get a new friend out of your soon-to-be housemate! Oh, you wished she was a kind one.

~~~~~

That night you barely caught any sleep in your reclining chair at the manga cafe. You were so excited yet nervous also. So when the time came for you to pick up everything you had in person and time to leave the cafe for good came, you were feeling enthusiastic.

The staff that you had grown familiar with wished you good luck out there and that if you ever needed, they would have little room ready for you instantly. You almost felt a little sad, but your happiness was stronger than your sadness. You put the address on the card that mister Smith had given to you into your phone and followed your GPS to your new home.

The walk was a little longer than you had anticipated but when you turned around the corner you saw a moving truck and people. Curious, you walked over there and took a look at the house. It was a gorgeous two-story house that was surrounded by thick walls, a gate being the only way in, a dark red roof, and big windows.

"I take you like what you see?"

You let out a short scream as you whipped around and saw mister Smith suddenly standing there behind you. The man chuckled and you gasped, "You scared me!"

"My apologies. I can be light on my feet." He nodded, "You seem to like this house."

"Oh, I was on my way to-!" You were saying when your phone peeped and you quickly glanced at it. It was the GPS, letting you know that you had arrived at your destination. You blinked, slightly confused as you turned to look at the man before you.

"Is this...?" You looked and saw familiar moving boxes being carried inside. Your boxes, from your storage unit, filled with your stuff, such as books and stuff you had collected during the years.

"No way...!" You gasped, "Is this...! My new home?"

"That would be correct." Mister Smith nodded before pulling his jacket's sleeve back so he could take a look at the wristwatch he had there. "It's about 1 pm."

"Yes?" You nodded and he grinned, "Meaning that your new housemate should be here any minute now."

Just as he said that a car pulled by the road, but not just any car but a limousine! Mister Smith smiled, "Aah, just in time."

You watched the limousine driver get out and move to open the passenger's door and you watched eyes wide how the most beautiful- No, the most handsome creature stepped out of the vehicle.

A man. He was wearing an expensive and high-ranking men's kimono and Japanese sandals and he had long bright yellow hair with red streaks akin to flames, but what caught your attention were two large pointed fox ears on the top of his head and 5 fluffiest looking thick fox tails behind him.

As you gawked, the man stepped aside and a boy that looked identical to this man stepped out. Only this boy had only 1 tail.

Finally, mister Smith gently put his hand on your shoulder and stepped ahead towards the two males, taking you to greet them with him. As you came closer, the fox men turned to look at you and smiled.

"Mister Smith!" The 5 tailed man shouted and bowed lightly, "It is an honor to meet you again."

"Pleasure is all mine, my lord," Smith said back as he bowed also and then looked at you. "Allow me to introduce you to lord Rengoku Kyojuro and his younger brother Rengoku Senjuro. They are Kitsunes or as you may know them Nine-Tailed Foxes."

You blinked, stunned to silence by the foxes' eyes as they looked at you. Golden eyes with red pupils, they were magical, no, magnificent.

Mister Smith continued, "Their family has ruled Japan's extra-species, or as they are called, Yokai, over centuries. Now, as we humans all around the world are welcoming extra-species to our everyday life, they are here on behalf of Japan's department."

Aah, you understood. They were here to strengthen the bond between countries and learn more from each other, both humans and extra-species alike.

"It is an honor finally meeting you, my dearest Hime." The older Kitsune bowed to you and you blinked as you registered what he had just called you. A Princess? You blushed as you bowed back and introduced yourself.

The Kitsune, Kyojuro smiled widely and you felt your heart skip a beat as you saw that bright smile of his and his intense stare.

"I must say, my bride really is a gorgeous human!" He suddenly shouted and you stared at him as his words slowly sank in. You blinked before blushing furiously, "W- wait, a bride!?"

"Yes, I chose you as my future wife!" Kyojuro nodded, "To strengthen our bond, we are to be married!"

"Wait, hold on, marriage!? Me!? Shouldn't we get to know each other first or-!?" You turned to look at mister Smith who just smiled at you, "Yes, that is why you will be living together, getting to know each other, and teaching each other about your different worlds."

"W- why?" You asked, "Why like this?"

"Lord Kyojuro and young Senjuro come from a very traditional Japanese mansion in the middle of the forest so all this modern life and western architectural is new for them." Mister Smith explained and you blinked as you turned to look at the Japanese men, no, foxes.

"Allow us to thank you for teaching us the modern ways." The blond man said as he and his little brother bowed to you. You panicked slightly, not used to such gestures and suddenly everything you knew about Japan and its culture came to your aid.

"Ah, the honor is mine, dear lord!" You tried your hardest not to stutter and you made sure to show respect to them by bowing back to them. You were nearly startled out of your skin when the older fox laughed, "Truly, my bride is the cutest!"

While you were stunned, mister Smith laughed and pulled out a debit card, and handed it to you. "Please use this card to pay and provide food, clothes, or anything that our royal guests or you might need. Buy something nice also."

"I..." You swallowed nervously, "Thank you?"

"You're welcome," Smith nodded and turned to look at the Kitsunes standing there and looking at the two of you. "Now, let's get you guys settled, how does that sound? The house is already furnished, all you need are your belongings and maybe go out shopping together?"

"Hm, sounds good to me!" Kyojuro turned to look at his younger brother, Senjuro, "What do you say Senjuro? Would you like to go out with out lovely hostess?"

"Yes, but, uh..."

"Yes, what is it, young lord?" Mister Smith asked kindly.

"I would like to see my new room?" The young boy admitted shyly, "This house is so big and modern, I can't help but wonder how it looks from the inside."

"Please, step inside and get to know the place." Mister Smith said with a smile, "I'll make sure everything is handled properly."

"Hm, shall we go?" Kyojuro looked at his brother who nodded little and then at you with those amazing eyes of his. "Are you ready, my Hime?"

"Y- yes!" You flinched but he didn't say anything about it. He only smiled as the three of you walked past the fence and into the house.

The lobby was huge as you stepped inside and filled with moving boxes. Your boxes, you recognized them. You noticed that the foxes took their sandals off and you copied them, taking your shoes off and pushing them aside.

"My, how many boxes!" Kyojuro exclaimed as he looked around and you blushed, "I'm sorry, they are all mine."

"Do not worry for I don't mind!"

You still felt a little awful. You tried to switch the topic, "Let's look around the downstairs, how does that sound?"

"Good idea!"

So the three of you took in the house, the kitchen, and the huge living room you could see from the kitchen. You had always admired such a design since you liked the open space and the chance of being able to see what happened in the living room.

"This place is huge...!" Senjuro awed and you felt yourself smile as you looked at the awestruck look on the boy's face.

Then there was a toilet and bathroom, utility room, alongside some extra rooms, you thought were for storing or extra bedrooms if needed. The three of you made your way upstairs and looked around, stepping into a magnificent room with a balcony connected to it. The room was spacious but otherwise empty, save for a big bed and some basic furniture.

"Oh, wow...!" Young Senjuro gasped and you smiled as you glanced at him, "Would you like to have this room for yourself?"

"C- can I really have a room this big for myself?" He asked as he looked at you uncertainly and you smiled as you glanced at the older fox, "If it is okay with your brother?"

"Hm!" Kyojuro smiled widely, "Yes, this room is perfect for my little brother!"

"Oh, wow...!" Senjuro gasped as he looked around, running up to a huge bed with snow-white bedsheets, "Is this my bed?"

"If you want it to be?" You tilted your head in slight confusion, "What kind of beds did you have back in Japan?"

"We slept on a futon that was rolled out for the night and off for the day," Kyojuro replied and you nodded, feeling a little stupid. Of course, they came from a traditional Japanese home where futons were normal.

"If you want, you can decorate the room any way you want." You added and for the first time you saw Senjuro smile like a sun, "I would love that! Thank you so much!"

"No worries!" You smiled and you turned to look at the older brother, "Shall we keep looking?"

"Yes!" Kyojuro nodded and the two of you stepped outside, letting Senjuro explore his new room by himself. There was another toilet combined with a bathroom and two other rooms that you and the older fox turned to look at. The two rooms were almost identical, only the other one was directly next to Senjuro's room.

You were looking at the one furthest from the young fox's room and you hummed as you looked around.

"This is a nice room." You thought by yourself, but Kyojuro's fox ears twitched as he heard you murmur quietly.

"Then you should take this room!" The Kitsune shouted and you blinked as you turned to look at him, "Wait, don't you want it?"

"My bride's comfort is my number one priority!" Kyojuro smiled and you blushed at that as you averted your gaze from his bashfully, "Are you certain?"

"Yes! This way I can sleep next to my dear brother's room!" He nodded and you glanced at him, admiring his passion and how he cared for his brother.

"You're a good brother, lord Kyojuro." You smiled and he absolutely beamed in happiness, "Please! Call me Kyojuro! As my bride, you are equal to me!"

Again, with that bride thing! Your blush just grew stronger and you couldn't look at him directly.

"Big brother!" Came Senjuro's voice and you and Kyojuro turned around to see Senjuro run up to you two. "Can we go look around the city?"

"What a splendid idea Senjuro!" The older fox beamed happily as he turned to look at you. "What would my bride suggest we do first?"

"M- me?" You stuttered as you thought about what you guys would need. You took a look at the two foxes and an idea popped up. "Well, we could go and look for more comfortable clothes for you two? Also, I bet the fridge is empty so we could buy something to eat."

"Of course! Clothes and food sound like a good idea!" Kyojuro exclaimed happily, "Just as expected from my brilliant bride!"

"I do have a name." You hummed quietly and he nodded, "And what a beautiful name that is!"

This damn Kitsune didn't know what he was doing to you with his constant flattery, but you didn't sense any ill will. He was truly and genuinely kind to you. Something that you weren't used to. The least you could do was to return his kindness.

"Okay, let's head out. I'll let the moving men know where to put my boxes." You said and both foxes smiled as they followed you downstairs while you were letting the human men know where to put your things, the brothers put their sandals on and waited for you by the door.

"Ready, my bride?" Kyojuro asked as you joined them and slipped your shoes on. "Ready as one can be."

And with that, you left your past life and stepped into a new one.

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Can you rank the hashiras and reasons why?

This ask took way longer than I thought it would, I believe I overthought the question and then it took me a while to really think over the hashira and choose. And putting it into words took longer than I expected.

@plutonianmoons I interpreted this question as who do I rank in terms of favorites and why, if you meant it in another way shoot me another ask and I’ll respond. I’m going to start with the list so that those who don’t want to know my reasons don’t have to go hunting for where their favorite hashira is. 

Kyojuro Rengoku

Uzui Tengen

Mitsuri Kanroji

Muichiro 

Shinobu

Sanemi

Iguro

Giyuu

Gyomei

Kyojuro Rengoku

I feel like this will come as a surprise to absolutely nobody lol. He’s my favorite character after all and probably my favorite of all time. I hopefully have been able to sprinkle my reasoning of why I love Kyojuro so much throughout my posts so I will try not to ramble too much. Though, not repeating myself is kinda impossible haha.  

Kyojuro resonates with me so deeply, and even I don’t fully understand why. One reason I think is because he makes me feel….seen. His struggles and grief and pain, and how it came about, a lot of it I can relate to, it hits very close to home for me. And seeing what he goes through and how he dealt with it, its helped me to see and realize that my own experiences and feelings are valid, and its helped me process things I haven’t been able to, even with years of therapy. He isn’t just a ball of sunshine who hides his pain, that’s such a gloss over. He IS a flame, all his feelings make him burn, his anger, righteous and otherwise, his love of his family, his comrades, of his hobbies, the way he devotes his all into everything he does and how so many of his actions are driven by love and compassion and that that’s what drives him to be so duty-bound. He’s someone like many of us, has gone through grief and pain and so much and because of his situation didn’t get to have it addressed or dealt with, he just figured out how to live with it. I love how he isn’t Mr. Positive, if he is confronted by something negative, by someone’s hurt feelings he addresses it, he validates, and yet he’s not perfect in doing that either, because with some people he can’t address it even though he wants to. I love brave he is, standing up for others but also facing criticism and cynicism and hatred again and again and being so certain of his creed and who he is that he doesn’t let those things infest him, he burns them up immediately. I love how much he loves Ruka, how even though he lost her at such a young age he never resented her but kept her with him always. He thought of her, shared his memories of her, she touched every aspect of who he grew up to be and he never forgot that. I love that even though he is stubborn he isn’t unyielding where it matters. If he makes a snap judgment and realizes it he will change it, will he always? No probably not because just like everyone else that’s going to be different from situation to situation. I love how even though he was told he could never be a Hashira and that he should abandon it, that he didn’t. He worked and worked and worked and he accomplished it. I love how warm and welcoming he is to others, that even though he can sit there stiff as a board he does things that make you know he’s paying attention, the way he invites the Corp member from Mugen Train episode 1 to join him, the way he pats the seat indicating he wants Tanjiro to sit right next to him. The way he gives Senjuro his complete attention and focus when they are talking about emotionally difficult topics. I love how he is honest when he easily could lie to try to spare feelings and yet he is so careful and mindful during those times too. I love how freaking intelligent he is, and that it’s subtle. That it’s not just book intelligence but he’s just actually intelligent. The conversations he has, the way he breaks down what’s going on around him, the choices he makes when he acts. The questions he ponders and asks himself and tries to figure out the answer to. The fact that when Shinjuro told him he didn’t have what it takes to become a Hashira, the way that he thought about that question and pondered it and came to his answer---he could have just got upset and hurt and focused on those feelings, but he didn’t, he delved into it and found his answer. I love his expressions, and I know people joke that sometimes there’s not a thought going on behind his eyes but I disagree, I think he looks like that cause his brain is thinking of so much at once. I love how he has a bunch of shared traits with the other Hashira but in a way that’s uniquely him. I will cut myself off here because if I don’t I’m never gonna stop lol. 

2. Uzui Tengen

One of the reasons I love Tengen is I was so surprised by him, I thought I was going to hate this man’s guts--especially after his introduction to the boys. But instead it was just character beat after character beat of why I would and do like him. You look at him and its like “oh he’s the wild one” but he actually isn’t. He had a lapse of judgment and was rushing when he kidnapped Aoi and wasn’t thinking straight but he also got talked out of taking her pretty easily. I don’t like that he slapped her butt, and I think its still a weird thing for him to do but its in there and I’m sure his wives and Shinobu got on him for that whole incident. But after that we see quickly that he’s one of the responsible ones, and like Kyojuro he really really cares about people and their safety, he sees and acknowledges the boys as boys and does his best to take care of them and watch over them while at the District. Of course, he doesn’t do it perfectly, but he does a pretty damn good job. I love that he actually verbally acknowledges to them that he made mistakes and he put them in danger and owns his poor behavior and decisions. I love that once Zenitsu gets taken he instructs Tanjiro and Inosuke to leave and gives them that important wisdom that surviving isn’t a loss and it isn’t failing. I love that he doesn’t try to shoo the boys off once they are in the fight, he adapts and lets them help him. And even though he lets them stay he consistently is making moves to protect them during the fight and trying to take as much weight off them as he can. He is aware of what the boys’ states are in the midst of the fight and tries to finish things quickly and change the battle to keep them safe. I also love his dynamic with them--he absolutely understands how teenage boys are and how they work and he lets them be boys in his presence without letting them do something terrible. Inosuke gets overwhelmed and starts trying to headbutt people and just rampage in his anxiety? No you don’t boar boy back over here with me. Zenitsu wanders off and starts getting enticed by the women? Boy don’t you even think about going in there I will carry you by the collar through the whole place. His dynamic with Zenitsu is so fun, because they bicker at each other and he teases him like a guy who is 10+ years older than their younger brother would. I love how Tengen truly loves his wives, and that he doesn’t love them all in the same way or show love in the same way to them all. He knows his wives and treats them as his individual partners. I love how calculating but also wild he is in his fighting. His fight with Gyutaro and Daki was such fun to watch. 

3. Mitsuri Kanroji

I love how Mitsuri allows herself to feel all her feelings, how once she stops pretending to be who and what she isn’t, our Love Hashira wears herself completely on her sleeve. And she isn’t ashamed of it or prideful about it. In her fight against Zohakuten she starts out confidently attacking him, jumps right in there and saves Tanjiro and her character beats are so good, she’s freaked out about how big Zohakuten’s dragons are and yet immediately turns her attention to Tanjiro with a smile, confidence and warmth. She sets him down and tells him to take a break, praises him and tells him she’ll take care of it. When Zohakuten calls her a “shameless tramp” she shows such a genuine reaction of shock and upset and I can’t help but adore how honest she is in showing her feelings and being able to show multiple feelings at once. She isn’t arrogant when confronting Zohakuten that first time, but even then, she doesn’t stay dwelling on the fact that he insults her she is ready to go and move to attack once Zohakuten strikes at her. When the dragons start dodging her and moving faster she doesn’t hide her feelings of nervousness, she shows her panic but she doesn’t stop attacking or give up, she just freaking adapts and keeps going, seriously goes “can I take on this many at once?” AND THEN JUST DOES IT. She gets smacked point blank in the face with a sonic blast and instinctively defends her whole body by tensing it up. I love how her confidence isn’t iron-clad, insults, harsh words and reactions, they all hurt her and she doesn’t ignore them but tries to deal with them the best way she can, even if sometimes its the wrong way like she does when she becomes more reserved after finding out Shinobu’s reason for being a Slayer. I love that instead of being ugly or mean to the person who is ugly or mean to her, she honestly defends herself and feels her feelings without trying to hurt the other person. I love how she wants to have a husband but also wants to help people love themselves and once she becomes a slayer these two things no longer conflict for her. She loves people and trusts that one day she’ll find a good man in the Corp to marry. I love how genuine she is with her acceptance of people. She genuinely accepts Tanjiro and Nezuko and treats Nezuko like a younger sister, hugging her, singing with her, playing with her, and protecting her. The fact that she sheds tears of joy seeing not only that Nezuko is alive but also talking--there’s no doubt she loves these kids. Her love for people as individuals is so strong:  even though Genya is mean to her she wanted to talk to him, when she saves the Village leader and he makes a flirty comment she teasingly chides him. And in both instances she could have gotten really angry but didn’t. Nor does she call Genya names or anything, and she talks about him kindly when he’s brought up later. I love how Mitsuri actually is willing to do the tough things, but isn’t shy about saying how she feels about it. I love how she never actually hated the things that made her different, she always cherished them, but it just took her a little while to reach her full acceptance. I love how much she has in common with Kyojuro and that in some instances you can see it and it doesn’t have to be brought up. Mitsuri reminds me a lot of Sailor Moon’s Usagi and I kind of love that. 

4. Tokito Muichiro

Muichiro is part of my little brother baby trio. Comprised of Muichiro, Genya and Senjuro. I love how well this amnesic child does deadpan humor and yet in the same breath can be so RELENTLESSLY sassy. Like I’m sure Tengen thinks he is the sass master but Muichiro would DEVESTATE HIM. His sass is sharp and clever and our little Mist Hashira knows how to time his humor beats perfectly and in the optimal way to jab his opponent. The way that he’s passive-aggressive while he has amnesia, without meaning to be is also really funny. Karate-chopping Tanjiro, holding his nose to make him wake up, like Muichiro really is going for the fastest route here. 

I also love how fierce he is, like yes Muichiro was taunting Gyokko but he was not messing around in his fighting and you could see it in how he moved. Plus the way that he came at Gyokko from within the mist and then minced him into sushi? So hardcore.

 I adore how he isn’t bitter about having amnesia, like, he could very easily and rightfully be angry and upset and hold those feelings but he doesn’t. Instead, he focuses on trying to remember things but also not let it stress him out if he can’t. I love how truly kind and gentle he is, even when Yuichiro was being mean to him and aggressive, Muichiro didn’t return that. He loved and cared and respected every member of his family. He admired all of them.

I love how his motives to originally become a swordsman were so pure and kind-hearted and that he wanted to help people the way their parents taught them. I love how when he regained his memories he was able to revisit those memories and realize that his brother did love him, that he was worried and scared and just a 10-year old trying to take care of his only remaining family. I admire so much that he was able and willing to think about his past and realize that the way he thought about his brother was wrong and not the truth. His relationship with Tanjiro is so adorable, like hands down Tanjiro is his favorite person and the favoritism and kindness he shows Tanjiro after he gets his memories back is so cute it’s like that aggressive best friend who is nice only to their bestie and just a terror to everyone else. 

5. Shinazugawa Sanemi 

There are so many wonderful, devoted big brothers in Demon Slayer and Sanemi is one of the top for me. We can tell in Genya’s flashbacks that Sanemi was completely committed to his role as provider and caretaker for their family. He loved and respected his mother and he loved his siblings and Genya trying to support him and stand with him back then meant so much to him and you can tell. Even after what happened to their siblings and mother, that devotion stayed, Sanemi just had to go about it differently.

I think the way he acts towards people is understandable although not justified, like many other characters he was completely unaware of demons before his family got slaughtered and unlike Gyomei, Giyuu and Tanjiro his family got slaughtered by his own mother and he killed her not realizing it was her until too late, and then had to deal with the realization that he killed his mother as well as having the brother he fought tooth and nail to protect curse him and things just got worse from there. Yes, Sanemi isn’t the only one who has lost comrades but he is one of the few slayers who has to wonder if a demon showing up is because of him and not the other way around. He never hated Genya for the things he said when their mom died, he was never bitter towards him. He loved him and knew his little brother well enough to know how kind hearted and sensitive Genya was and that’s why he was so harsh because he was so scared of losing Genya too and of Genya going through the traumas he had. Scared enough that he was willing to maim him if it meant getting him out of the Corp. And more than willing to let Genya hate him forever. I mean seriously, think about the mental and emotional will power you’d have to conjure up to be able to look at your younger brother who is pleading to talk to you and make the decision to try and blind him and keep insisting you’re not family. I don’t agree it was the right thing to do but the fact that he could even bring himself to attempt that geez. 

 Not to mention hearing Genya had eaten demon flesh probably scared him because that kind of makes Genya a demon and if he goes out of control someone would have to kill him. I think his rage is understandable, I think his anger initially at Nezuko and Tanjiro is very understandable and it’s shown on his face when he looks down after Nezuko rejects his blood. This demon rejects human flesh, why couldn’t my mom? Why did I have to kill my mom, lose all my siblings and lose my remaining brother, lose my best friend, but this kid gets to keep his sister who is a demon? Would anyone else in his shoes respond differently? I really doubt it. 

 I love how he’s like the unexpected wild child of the Hashira---not completely unexpected I mean look at him--but the fact that he just pulls an Inosuke and just picks fights with people left and right and he really seems to enjoy his fights but he’s also not ignorant about it. He is aware of what’s going on and he is calculating and strategizing and he’s so -adaptive- like Sanemi will try literally anything in battle if he thinks there’s even a hint it might work. The fact that he knows how to be annoying and cocky to his opponent but isn’t arrogant in his fighting (exception being his fights with Giyuu I think) is a refreshing take on this type of character. Sanemi doesn’t think he can beat everybody, he doesn’t think he’s invincible but that’s okay with him because he still wants to try it regardless. And like Muichiro he knows how to push those buttons and he has such fun doing it and honestly, I have so much fun watching him antagonize his opponents. 

6. Obanai Iguro

I love Iguro’s design. I love that he could have just hated people and cursed them because that’s kind of what you’d expect from someone who’s own family treated them the way the Iguro clan did to Obanai. His family sliced open his face, tried to sacrifice him to a demon and then cursed him for surviving when it backfired on them. He had no social interaction until he was friggin 11 with anyone outside of his messed up family. I appreciate how honest he is about his reasons for being a demon slayer. He isn’t doing this to be noble or because its the right thing. He wants to try to purge his family’s tainted blood from himself by killing demons for others, knowing he can never truly purge that blood but at least its -something-. I love how even though he was hurt all for the sake of a snake demon that he doesn’t hate Kabamaru (check spelling) and he treats that precious white snake so well and that Kabamaru isn’t just a decoration but his partner. I appreciate how even though he doesn’t know how to tell Mitsuri he loves her verbally---he’s constantly showing it. Writing letters back and forth with her, sitting with her and just letting her eat as much as she wants, giving her socks that match her eyes because he knew she was uncomfortable at first with her uniform. When she starts trying to explain how she got the Demon Slayer Mark and its all gibberish and he just face palms---not even upset just like “my poor wife she’s doing her best”. The way that he gets jealous of Tanjiro being buddy buddy with Mitsuri is so funny because its so stupid and yet he has Muichiiro’s petty streak, just listing off all the Corp members “crimes” when Tanjiro is like “did these people commit some sort of crime?” I love how he changed his mind about Tanjiro and he was -such- a good battle partner with Tanjiro when it was just the two of them for a bit. The fact that he got right between Tanjiro and Muzan’s Akira-like jaws knowing that would definitely kill him, he didn’t go to pin Muzan he went directly to save Tanjiro from getting swallowed.To me it seemed so clear that in this final battle Iguro accepted Tanjiro and supported him, they worked as a team and Loner Iguro is good at it I can’t wait to see him in the new anime content. 

7. Kocho Shinobu 

Shinobu is also kind of a typical anime girl but I still like her. Short angry girl is a pretty common trope but she does it well. I love that she is biting and vicious with a smile on her face, kind of like what you expect from the stereotypical mean rich girl, but you can tell that’s also not Shinobu because she will -actually- mess you up in a heartbeat. I love that she’s not a “mean girl”, she loves her friends and her butterfly girls and she cares a lot about people and she’s not ashamed of being a “healer”. I love that instead of writing herself off, “I’m small and therefore can’t fight the same as everyone else” she figured out a method that worked for her, and it is probably one of the worst ways a demon can die---it’s definitely the most painful. I love how one way she showed Kanae her love for her was choosing to always smile even though she’s never actually happy. That it’s not forced positivity, and Kanae wasn’t asking that of her. But it was “My sister loved my smile, so I will continue to smile for her.” I love how she is constantly stepping in to show support to the characters. Talking to Kyojuro before he left, confronting Mitsuri about her starving herself once she found out about it, encouraging and showing happiness for Kanao starting to speak up for herself and being a sort of mother figure for Inosuke where she cared for him but was also able to discipline him in a way that no one else really could. I do feel like her best interactions are when she’s with Zenitsu, Douma and Giyuu but it could just be that I find those moments with her to be the most fun and entertaining. 

8. Tokito Giyuu

Giyuu’s is kinda funny because he’s typically the type of anime character who is my favorite in a series but compared to the previous 7, yeah he’s here. I do love that he’s a tried and true introvert, like he is a devoted Hashira but at the same time gives off the Shikamaru vibe of “Gosh I’d rather be at home”. I enjoy that even though he has a bond with Tanjiro that doesn’t like cure him of his introvertness, he still gets overwhelmed by Tanjiro sometimes and is just like “no, not today” and tries to split. I love that that’s not really attempted to get fixed, that’s just how Giyuu is and that’s okay. He still has moments of joy and sass and all the other feelings but there’s no “we need to heal Giyuu” thread in the story besides the side story of everyone trying to get him smile/laugh.  I will always be saddened by the fact that he for the longest time didn’t feel like he was a Hashira and just wrote himself off but I also kind of like how the Hashira weren’t suddenly like, “That’s crazy, we love and accept you Giyuu!” But by the end I feel like he was mostly accepted, particularly by Sanemi which was nice since those two were almost like unspoken rivals it felt like. His scenes with Tanjiro and Shinobu are the best to me, because he obviously cares about Tanjiro a lot while he simultaneously just has no idea what to do with this kid unless he’s fighting alongside him. I  love his dynamic with Shinobu, its not one I usually love a lot but theirs is so much fun and Shinobu really brings out Giyuu’s sass and sarcasm which is fun to see especially with him doing it deadpan. I appreciate Giyuu’s struggle as a character because I feel like its one that a lot of us can relate to and its nice to see him accept and grow comfortable with himself as the story progresses. 

9. Himejima Gyomei

I will probably get a lot of hate for this one, but oh well. Unlike the other Hashira where I do like them on some level, I don’t like Gyomei at all. If you pushed me I guess I would say his extremely impractical weapon? But like, that’s really reaching. I feel like the only reason I don’t immediately forget about him is because he’s massive and is always crying with his hands in prayer stance. He’s a monk but like in name only. Maybe its just because there wasn’t enough time but I can’t think of a single time where Gyomei showed monk behavior besides saying “Namu Amida Butsu” and Genya mentions that the mantra he used fighting the Emotion Demons was something he learned from Gyomei but nothing past that. Even his crying seems to be more of an at-random thing and not a “he’s feeling deep or spiritual emotions”. We never get an explanaton for why he cries all the time and then suddenly doesn’t cry during his fighting and gets all….macho? I guess I would call it. But yeah look at that conversation between him and Tanjiro at the boulder, if those are spiritual teachings they are not good ones…so to me he doesn’t practice what he preaches, but we also aren’t really shown what he believes spiritually. 

My biggest issue with him is his attitude towards children. He was bitter and mistrustful towards children after the demon attack because the TRAUMATIZED FOUR YEAR OLD didn’t express gratitude for him saving her life. Children struggle with expressing gratitude period, especially that young, they definitely aren’t going to be thinking about expressing gratitude after going through watching you bash another adult’s skull in. 

And because of this he believes that children “Are pure and innocent. Weak. They lie easily…are casually cruel…and selfish.” Children are this way unless they are taught correctly, adults are this way even if they ARE taught correctly. Children’s brains aren’t fully developed at four years old, and yeah, Gyomei doesn’t know that science but seeing as he was raising other kids there, he should understand kids better than he does. Children lie easily because at that young of an age the worst thing that can happen to you is getting in trouble, so you lie to avoid it. You have to be taught how to deal with that properly. Children are not “casually cruel”, they don’t understand that their words and actions impact other people’s emotions and feelings the way that adults do they have to be shown and taught it, just like everyone else. That’s not something that just comes from predisposition. Children are selfish? So are adults, and children don’t become selfless unless they are shown and taught it. Gyomei went through this trauma too, so I don’t blame him for his knee jerk reaction being upset at the child, but the fact that afterwards he stayed upset and decided that children are all these things, and staying upset that she didn’t show gratitude? That’s ridiculous.

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