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darkkny · 1 year

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Isochronism

Kyoujurou Rengoku x Reader x Tengen Uzui.

Warning: Yandere behavior. Dark content. Reader uses she/her pronouns, and is being described as “Girl.”

DISCLAIMER: I, in no way, condone yandere’s or the behavior that follows. This is purely a work of fiction and does not reflect any of my personal values or morals. Thank you.

Run.

RUN!

Don’t stop running, even if your legs give out, get up and run again.

You chanted this desperately as you tore threw the village, dodging frightened villagers and jumping over small carts and even children. You were desperate. He wouldn’t hurt them, but there was no telling what he’d do to you if he caught you. Once you believed that he would never hurt you, as he would only treat you with the utmost gentleness and respect. He’d softly grab your hand and press a chaste kiss to the palm of it. He never kissed the top of it. You remember jokingly asking him about it, and he got quiet. Noticing the seeming drop in his mood, you tried to change the subject, but he stopped you. Looking you dead in your eyes, the seriousness in his eyes and voice made your pulse quicken. He looked down at your hand, still in his. “I’ve kissed past partners on the top of their hands,” he rubbed your palm with his thumb. “This is our thing though. This is reserved for you only, and it always will be.” You remember not really knowing how to react or what to say. He smiled at you, and you returned it. You remembered how special it made you feel, how loved.

Things were different now, and you couldn’t help but think of the word love as you turned a corner. It left a bitter taste in your mouth. Perhaps love existed, and perhaps, you experienced it with him at one point. However, that point has long passed, and it would never come back. He’s already done too much. The blood, the unusual dead look on his face, the strange glow in his eyes. That look in his eyes, that was the scariest part. You’ve had your fair share of watching people become mutilated. You’ve had your fair share of blood, and deadpan faces. Not with him, he was never like that. He was never so cold. He literally RADIATED heat. It was…. terrifying. You focused on the entrance of the village, the silhouette of a very tall man stood in the center. It was too tall to be Kyoujurou, which made your heart sing for joy. Seeing Kyoujurou would be too much for you. He’s not him, not who he was. Not who he really is.

No. You stopped that thought as soon as it popped into your mind. No, Kyoujurou was probably always like that. You just never noticed until it had come to a boiling point, and he spilled over. Shaking your head, you push for the entrance despite your screaming legs. The figure turned to look at you with surprise and you noticed it to be Tengen Uzui. A long-time friend of yours and Kyoujurou’s. You stopped dead in your tracks as his eyes fell on you. You knew you were in pretty bad shape, scratches and cuts on your hands, feet, and face from when you fell trying to climb over the wall surrounding the Flame Estate. Trying to get away from Kyoujurou.

You looked around warily, ready to run in case the fiery-headed man showed his face. Uzui covered the distance quickly and approached you with an overly concerned face. “(Y/N)? What happened to you? What’s going on?” He grabbed your hand lifting your arms to check the bruises and cuts covering them and your legs. “I-I… I don’t even k-know T-Tengen. Kyou… Kyoujurou is d-different. He did something b-bad… bad. He did something bad, Tengen,” you sobbed, struggling to breathe. He let go of your arms and pulled your face into his hands, “(Y/N), Darling, breathe. In and out.” He gently rubbed a cut on your cheek with his thumb as he looked at your face. You nodded shakily and took deep breaths. You glanced up at him with bloodshot eyes and he smiled softly at you. He nodded slowly and took your hand. “Hey, let’s get you out of here. I’ll walk you back to the Flame Estate and I’ll talk to Kyoujurou myself. I’ll give him a stern talking to for scaring you like this. Totally unflashy of him.” Your eyes widened and you dug your heels into the ground in panic. He looked back at you with a surprised and questioning glance. Your breathing had spiked up again and you were violently shaking your head. He held his hands out in front of you, “Okay… Okay, It’s okay. You can come home with me instead.” You breathed deeply just like he had instructed before and slowly nodded. Your face was glued to the ground in shame. “Hey, there’s no need to be shy or ashamed. We’re going to figure this out, Okay? Let’s get you back to my estate and then we can talk,” he lifted your head so that you were looking directly at him. “Good girl now let’s go,” he ended with a kiss on your forehead before grabbing your hand and heading out of the village.

By the time the two of you had made it to his estate, the night had fallen. You glanced around quickly. You were terrified. Kyoujurou could come out of those dark woods at ANY time, and you wouldn’t know until it was too late. Tengen must’ve noticed your skittishness as he held you closer to him before looking around himself. The two of you walked onto the engawa and he turned to you. “When we get in here, I’m going to show you where the hot springs are, and we’ll get you clean.” You looked up at him and nodded, “Okay, Tengen. Thank you.” Your voice was quiet and hoarse. He smiled softly and opened the door before pushing you in slowly with his hand before looking around once more and following you.

Tengen’s wives ran into the room, excited to greet their husband. They stopped once they say you and concern flashed in their eyes before they all hurried over to you. “(Y/N), oh my goodness, what happened to you,” Hinatsuru looked you over. Makio and Suma sharing frightened expressions behind her. “I-I had a fight with Kyoujurou, a really bad fight. No, he didn’t hurt me. It’s just a difficult situation,” you smiled at them sadly. They looked at each other with an emotion you couldn’t catch. Tengen stepped forward, “Hey girls, could y’all get some food for me and (Y/N)?” All four of them shared a look before they nodded and walked away to the kitchen. He smiled at you, “Okay, (Y/N). Wait right here real quick.” Before you could retaliate, he was gone after the girls. You looked around the room nervously. Even though you knew you were safe, you were still shaken up. You jumped as Tengen suddenly appeared beside you with soap, washcloths, and towels. He smiled at you comfortingly before grabbing your hand, “Come now, Let’s get you clean.”

Your fear heightened when he led you back outside to a lit path behind his mansion heading into the woods. Your hand tightened around his and he gave yours a comforting squeeze, “You’re safe. I promise.” You nodded and the two of you continued. Eventually you came to a gate with walls. He opened the gate and led you inside. A hot spring stood in the middle of the ground lit up by bright lights. He closed the gate behind the two of you and pulled you to the edge of the hot spring, where he turned around to allow you to undress yourself. You were nervous, of course because you were still scared, but also because you were about to take a bath with Uzui, which you had never done. Your mind went dark as you imagined how Kyoujurou would react if he found you here, naked, and alone with Tengen. You shook the thought from your head and stepped into the warm water. Immediately your body relaxed, and your muscles screamed with relief. Once your entire body, up to below your shoulders, was submerged in the water, you turned to Tengen. “O-okay, you can turn around now.” He nodded and turned around while smiling at you. The two of you stood still as the water around. He smirked, “I mean, if you want to watch me undress, just say that.” You gasped as a blush fought its way to your face and you looked away, shamefully. He chuckled and undressed before climbing into the water beside you.

Smiling, he grabbed the washcloths and soap. He dipped the cloth into the water before lathering soap on it and beckoning for you to come to him. You hesitantly complied and made your way to him. He motioned for you to turn around and you did. Laying the cloth across your right shoulder, he gently scrubbed the dirt and sweat from your skin. Gliding the cloth slowly over your shoulder, he moved to the nape of your neck before moving it to your other shoulder. You sighed as he washed the dirt from your upper back before he dropped to clean the rest of your back. Turning you around, he gently washed your face, making sure to be extra soft with your cuts. His eyes moved from looking down at your cheek to make contact with yours which caused a blush to spread on your cheeks. He smiled and brought the washcloth to your neck and collar bone, cleaning them. Your breath hitched as he moved the soapy cloth to your breasts. He glanced up at you, asking for permission. You hesitated before nodding. Gently, he moved the cloth over your right breast, scrubbing softly, before doing the same for the left one. He grabbed your hand and set the cloth in your hand.

“I’ll let you do the rest,” he smiled encouragingly. You nodded and turned to wash the rest of your body while he washed his. After washing your tummy, arms, legs, and nether regions you turned back to him, ringing out the soap in the cloth. He was finishing by the time you had set the cloth aside and he did the same thing. He held his arms out and you complied, approaching him, and allowing yourself to be held by him. He rubbed your now wet hair soothingly and your nervousness disappeared. You pushed your face into his neck and smiled. The warmth of the water, his soothing motions, and the exhaustion from the day caused sleepiness to creep in your bones and weigh your eyelids down. Tengen noticed your exhaustion and chuckled, “okay, time to get out. Let’s get some food.”

You, Tengen, and his wives sat crisscrossed across from each other quietly eating the meal they had prepared. Your eyes were heavy, and you kept dozing off. Hinatsuru and Tengen would nudge you followed by a soft, “Finish your food, and then we’ll all go to bed.” You’d nod and refocus on your food. Suma looked nervous, as if she wanted to say something, but Makio would shoot her a very harsh look. There was an air to the table that made you uncomfortable as if you had done something wrong. After dinner, the five of you all piled on Tengen’s enormous bed, after they insisted on you sleeping with them. Soon all five of you were sound asleep.

Opening your eyes, you cursed at the nagging feeling plaguing your bladder. You groan and try to slip from Tengen’s very tight grip. He mumbles and squeezes you tighter, putting pressure on your bladder. You wince and try once more, eventually squirming out of his grip. Crawling down to the foot of the bed, you swing your legs over and sigh. Tengen’s tired voice whispers from behind, “(Y/N), what are you doing?” You turn your head to look at him, “I really have to pee, Tengen.” He chuckled and removed the cover before standing up at walking over to you. “Okay, I’ll come with you.”

You nodded and followed him out of the room, and he showed you to the bathroom. You thanked him and entered the room before closing the door behind you. After you closed the door, you lit the lantern in the bathroom. Like lightning a hand slapped itself over your mouth and you screamed. The sound was muffled, and you struggled against the hot body behind you. You knew the heat; you knew the smell of his skin. You even knew the sound of his breathing. “If you promise not to scream, I’ll remove my hand, my love.” His voice was soft and attractive, just as it had always been. “Do you understand?” You whimpered and stayed quiet. He sighed. “Do you underSTAND?!” His voice turned aggressive as he pushed your head back harshly. You sobbed as tears fell down your face. You winced and cried as warm liquid dripped down your leg. His voice softened once more, “Oh, you poor thing.” He used his other hand to grab yours and he pushed you out of the bathroom. “(Y/N)? Oh, Kyoujurou, you’re here.” Tengen walked out from the kitchen. “You weren’t supposed to be here until the morning.”

Kyoujurou chuckled brightly, “Well, you know, I couldn’t stay away from my beautiful flame. She’s the light of my life, everything has been so dull since I let her leave. Running straight to your loving arms, Tengen.” Tears fell freely from your eyes as you stared at Tengen in disbelief and betrayal. He avoided your eyes and Kyoujurou removed his hand from your mouth. You sobbed and closed your eyes, wishing the world would just go away. Kyoujurou spun you around and pulled you in for a kiss. You struggled against his body and cried. Tengen sped over and ripped you away from the other hashira. “Kyoujurou, treat her with respect. That’s why we’re in this situation, well, that and you’re extremely messy.” He turned to you and pushed your hair behind your ear. You shut your eyes and turned your head away from him. He sighed and grabbed your hand, “It’s okay, Darling. Let’s go get you another bath.” Kyoujurou growled, “another bath? Meaning you saw her… naked?” His eyes were narrowed, and you shied from him. Tengen flashed him an angry look and wrapped his arms around her. Kyoujurou huffed and followed the two of you out to the springs.

“Okay, (Y/N), why don’t you go ahead and get those soiled clothes off?” You hesitantly nodded before stripping your clothes off and instantly dipping into the water, uncomfortable from two set of eyes following your frame. Both men followed suit and waded through the water towards you. You instinctively backed away from both men. Tengen stopped and looked at you with a guilty expression. Kyoujurou, however, did not stop and he reached his hand out in a comforting way. “Darling, My Love. Please, I’ve missed you so much. Every minute I’ve been apart from you has been like a year of agony for me. I love you so much, and I’m so sorry that I scared you. Please, just take my hand.” You stared at his hand before slowly but hesitantly laying yours in his. He brought the palm to his lips, pressing a chaste kiss to it. You whimper softly, as he pulls you into him with a sigh. The hair on your neck stood on end as he rubbed your head. You looked up at Tengen, frightened and sad. His face still held guilt and he waded over to the two of you. He kissed your swollen lips gently before leaning to whisper in your ear.

“I’m so sorry, My Darling. We both love you too much to let you go.”

Your mouth dropped open, “Tengen…. loves me?” Suddenly, realizations flashed across your mind and several things started to make sense. The looks he would give you, the smiles he would flash at you, how gentle he is, how loving he is, the pet names. It all made sense, everything you brushed off and pushed out of your mind. You looked back through your memories of the three of you together, and you saw it. The looks Tengen and Kyoujurou shared, the hushed whispers. You didn’t know how to feel. It was almost as if you had not processed any of what he said.

Tengen was staring at you with an expectant look. He closed his eyes and let out a quiet sigh before leaning away from you. “I must go, as my wives may be wondering where we are. I’ll be back later.” Panic struck your body, and you thrashed in Kyoujurou’s strong hold. “N-NO, Tengen don’t leave me here. Please, I’m begging you. Please, don’t go.” Kyoujurou’s arms gripped you tighter and you winced. “He could kill me. He could kill me.” Tengen stopped and looked down before flashing you an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, My Darling. I promise, I will be back.” Nausea welled up in your throat as he flashed a stern look at Kyoujurou, “Do NOT do anything rash, Kyoujurou. I will know, and I will do something about it, and you will NOT like it.” Kyoujurou growled softly and you whimpered, choking back bile. Tengen nodded at you and climbed out of the pool of water, leaving soon after.

“Darling… you know I won’t hurt you, right?” Kyoujurou’s voice was right in your ear, and you nodded your head in pure fear. He pulled away and held your shoulders in his hand, his grip still tight. “That’s a good girl,” his hand made its way for your face, rubbing the skin softly, “I’ve missed you more than anything before.” You kept your gaze off of his face. He moved your face gently, “Please look at me, My Love.” Slowly, you looked up at his face, shaking violently. “There she is. My beautiful flame. My entire reason for being. Without you, I lose the hope and spark of my life. Everything I am, everything I will be, everything I have done, is for you.” He moved his face to rest his forehead on yours gingerly. Your breath hitched and panic filled your mind. “He’s so close. He smells so good; His voice sends tingles down my spine. I hate him. I hate him so much. Hate him. Hate him, hate him, hate him.” Your eyes darted around, and you wished your mind would shut up. You were terrified of him, and yet, your heart still yearned for him. Your body still craved his touch. He was your first and only love. How could you ever hate him?

You cried. You cried and cried until your eyes couldn’t cry anymore. You cried until the only thing left was the hitch in your breathing and your whole being felt numb. And Kyoujurou? Well, he was simply delighted that you had stopped struggling.

It made everything easier for him.

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urarakasdiary · 2 years

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yandere!Tengen Uzui x reader

a like would really help!💗 requests open

He met you when he was rescuing you from a demon. You were so pretty, so fragile and scared to the brim. He just saved you from a lower moon.

you made him more desperate for you when you ran up to him in tears hugging him, and thanking him a million times. no one had ever done that and he would be lying if he said he wasn't obsessed with you.

he offered you to take you with him, where you would be safe from the demons that lurked in the night. also to keep you close to him but he doesn't mention that.

of course you blindly agree, you were not in a good state of your mind. you could have almost died. he took you to his mansion where you met his wives, he held you tight the whole trip- bride-style. you almost feel asleep in his big bulky arms which made the hashira melt.

Suma, his wife was jealous at first. was not after he explained what happened to you. They took care of you and gave you food, and a nice and cozy room to stay in. how you wish you could stay here forever but that wish would turn into a nightmare soon.

when you asked to leave that's when the yandere trait began, at first they were "supportive" but it was clear they didn't want you to leave. So you stayed, how much could you do to pay back the person who saved your life?

the second time you asked, you asked Uzui only since he was the one who brought you here. He quickly disagreed now he was starting to piss you off, you argued back to him saying you have a right to leave, and stormed back into the room they gave you, and started packing everything they had bought for you.

Tengen rushed to your room and aggressively grabbed your wrist, restraining you from moving. It's no joke when a hashira grabs someone aggressively especially when they have big muscley arms.

you screamed at him to let go but he just wouldn't budge. and then he slapped you making your poor self faint, only if you would agree to stay with them.

after you woke up the memories of what happened came back like a tidal wave and you suddenly grew terrified of your once savior. You would spend most of your time with the three wives. You were a massive help to them in household work even if you weren't that good at them it would be useful when they went out on missions.

It's been a couple of months since the incident and you've been oddly quiet almost seeming as if you lost all the confidence in yourself and your soul to be lost somewhere. In reality, you've been collecting all the strength and bravery in you these couple of months to go and ask Uzui to leave again.

and when you did ask him, you did it in front of his wives surely he wouldn't hit you in front of them, right? wrong. All four of them had grown fond and addicted to you it would be impossible for them to let go. They looked pissed when they heard those words leave those mouths of yours.

Tengen stood up grabbing you on the shoulders he looked angry. Rage filled his eyes, he pushed you back you tried your best to balance yourself but you stood no chance against the strong hashira. you fell backward, now scared for your life. what the hell had you done? Suddenly you regret everything, you should have just let the demon thing eat you.

Hina walked over to you- more like sprinted, and sat on your waist you tried to procrastinate but it was useless.

Uzui and his two wives came up to you, and he sat down horrifying you. tears threatened to fall out of your eyes. Tengen reached for your hand, you let him grab it you had absolutely zero stamina to fight against them right now. He had his left hand on your wrist while his right hand was grabbing your index finger.

Without you even realizing he bent your index finger backward then another one, then another one. And he only stopped when he had broken 3 fingers from both of your hands You were crying, screaming losing all the air inside your lungs. Hina stood up letting you catch your breath.

All three of them spoke at the same time, "you won't leave us now will you"

lost motivation also cringe (there will be part two if this actually gets some activity)

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yandere-romanticaa · 2 years

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The mission was a simple but difficult one - pry out as much information about the demon as possible while regularly reporting back to Lord Tengen. Hina, Makio and Suma were confident and competent individuals who could easily carry their own weight and fullfil all of their tasks, especially if their beloved husband requested them to do so. They managed to successfully infiltrate their target locations but things quickly went south, and it's not for the reason you'd might think.

Tengen suddenly started getting a few extra details in his reports and he did not know how to feel about it. It was centered around an individual known as (y/n) and all three of his wives were absolutely smitten to say the least. Being the proud man that he was Tengen naturally did not initially respond well to these news - Suma was the first one who started to dedicate whole letters to (y/n), a humble cleaner that went from house to house all day, every day, just to make ends meet. Suma was enchanted by (y/n)'s kindness and begged Tengen to meet (y/n) as soon as possible! Soon enough Makio started to sing her own praises as all of her reports had an entire section dedicated to (y/n). At first it was sort of an attempt to convince Tengen that (y/n) was being targeted by the demon but the mighty demon slayer would simply laugh as he read her papers, knowing full well that Makio was also under (y/n)'s spell. It was only a matter of time until Hina too started to talk about (y/n), how impressed she was with their will and determination but she (along with the other two of course) expressed much concern about (y/n) and their well being - (y/n) is so kind and naive, Lord Tengen can we please do something about this?

And who was he to deny his wives requests? Besides, he himself was far too curious about this individual by this point, it felt as though he knew (y/n) personally with how much his wives were writing.

The mission was going to come first, that was a given.

But having (y/n) to focus on the side was a surprising treat to say the least.

Poor Tengen was worried sick about his sposes and he immediately went out to scout for (y/n), hoping that they could maybe give him some solid information while also finally checking them out himself.

Tengen liked what he saw.

After this mission was done, would it really be that bad to bring (y/n) back with them all? His wives would obviously be thrilled by the news and Tengen himself had started to become rather fond of cute little (y/n).

Screw it, what's the harm? It's not like (y/n) was in the position to deny!

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animeyanderelover · 1 year

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Yandere Tengen Uzui Hcs ! Please

It feels good to be able to write more. Also, I naturally included his wives in here.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, overprotective behavior, threats, warnings, death

Yandere Uzui Tengen Hc’s

🎶Tengen is an individual who doesn't hesitate at all to approach you as soon as he has gained an interest in you, he's never been the shy type to begin with. There's no way to avoid the exuberant male either, even if you end up hiding he always seems to find you somehow. Very pushy to get to know you better, he almost always hangs around you and invites you over so you can meet his three wives. Tengen is possessive and protective so no wonder he rarely leaves you alone. Confident in his abilities and the skills of his wives, he is pretty sure that he can protect his precious darling better than the average person ever could, especially considering demons that might lurk around in every corner. He's not delusional though, he still knows that there are people far more talented than him and sometimes he might doubt himself but he rarely shows this whilst with you. It's his problem and not yours after all.

🎶Very affectionate and touchy, there is rarely a day where he doesn't flirt with you. He's a bit of a tease so especially if his s/o is the shy and bashful type, he'll love to tease and swoon over their flustered reaction which only encourages him to continue. Always has some sort of skinship with you, either by having an arm around your shoulder or holding your hand. He likes to show off what is his after all, especially to bring a certain point across in front of special people. Stalking is only done when there is no other way for him to be with you since Tengen adores your presence. Despite his expressive behavior, he's also quite shrewd and a good observer so he is quick to notice if something is bothering you in which case he can be a bit pushy until you tell him. The type to tell his darling to let him handle everything that might trouble them and ignore their protests with that boisterous attitude of his.

🎶He's tall and good-looking so some simply decide to avoid you since they are either scared of his height or realize how attractive the man next to you is, not to mention his arm that is tightly wrapped around you. The Hashira enjoys taking his darling outside and he also is confident enough that the normal person would think twice before approaching you with him, and often his wives, as your company. If someone does have the nerves, he uses his height to tower over them and pull his darling even closer against him though that smile of his doesn't disappear. It turns more cocky though, especially when he notices that his tactic to intimidate someone works. If someone is not confident from the get-go, he tells them in such bluntness that they shouldn't try if they're insecure and if someone is confident and doesn't give up, he ends up making them feel somehow inferior with his skills. If you show interest in someone, he might be a bit huffy since he doesn't understand what on them is better than on him yet that energetic behavior of his never disappears, at least not when you're there.

🎶That exuberant attitude of his disappears when he's in a serious mode and is a rather scary switch. He's very protective over his precious darling after all, makes sure that all demons that are sighted near their village are quickly taken care of so they don't have to worry about anything. When he threatens someone, he does it initially with the same smile of his though there is something crooked going on with it since it doesn't reach his eyes and his voice is a few octaves deeper as he silently threatens someone to stay away. He's a Demon Slayer so his job is it to save humans yet sometimes he has to wonder if there aren't exceptions. Everyone who hurts you or treats you rudely without remorse is only scum in his eyes as well as in the eyes of his wives. All three don't shy away from threatening someone, Makio by far the most impulsive one from the four. Such warnings are most of the time enough but who knows, someone might end up being poisoned are unfortunately killed by a demon if they don't listen.

🎶You don't know how but somehow he manages to make you move in with his wives and once you're inside that house, you aren't going to leave it anymore. Unless one of them accompanies you that is. The household is a bit chaotic since sometimes a small argument erupts who gets to spend time with you but Tengen, Hinatsuru, Makio and Suma always manage to make up and spend time together with you. The problem is that all of them seem way too adament to dote on you to the point where you feel like they don't trust you with anything. Hinatsuru is the most understanding one so she would arrange you to help them somehow so you don't feel completely useless. If you mention to Tengen that you want to leave them, he brushes it off with a slight laugh and a nudge against your forehead, chiding you for such a bad joke. You'll notice that his grip on you tightens if you should continue though before he pulls you flush against his chest and mumbles in a lower tone that you're home, where you belong to.

🎶Congratulations for not only having him but his three lovely wives adoring you too. It's like his obsession is infectious or something like this since they adore you just as much as Tengen does. All of them take care of you together. He's rarely mad with you, most of the time he just chides you like a little child when you throw a tantrum which might only serve to infuriate you further since you feel like he doesn't take you seriously. Once he ends up becoming a bit scary, you're just as quick to feel frightened though. Very touchy, he smothers you with affection, all of them are in some way suffocating though, Hinatsuru is the least overbearing. Boasts in front of others about how sweet, precious and lovely you are. You don't have to worry about anything, he'll take care of it for you together with his wives! You just have to deal with him since he is incredibly time-consuming, never wants to leave you alone when he isn't on missions.

#yandere demon slayer #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #yandere tengen #yandere uzui tengen

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theextratreefairy · 1 year

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Can I please request the first valentines prompt (🌹) with yandere tengen uzui? I love how you write him

🌹Perhaps if you behave properly, I'll plan a special date warnings: Yandere themes, kidnapped reader who is chained, the wives are yanderes as well, obsessive behavoir, forced feeding, violence if you squint, reader has doubts because who wouldn't if they were kidnapped, start of stockholm syndrome, unhealthy relathionship dynamics yandere Uzui Tengen x gn reader x yandere Makio, Suma, Hinatsuru

Hi! Thank you so much for the compliment, and of course you can <3, I added the wives because I love those four as yandere's together. This may or may not be my favorite prompt, so don't be afraid to reuse that prompt in any ask <3

Reader couldn't move, couldn't scream, couldn't run away, so what could they do? A small rebellion in the form of fasting, or simply not eating. "N/n, please, eat something." Suma begged as they were holding a bowl of ramen, Reader was facing Suma laying on the shared futon . "Hina made you your favorite."

"I'm not hungry." Reader knew that ignoring Suma would lead to arguments, and they really didn't have the energy for that. But it seemed that their passiveness set off Suma today.

She started to cry and sob as Reader turned around so that they wouldn't have to face Suma, lately they started to feel guilty when Suma would cry. They were slowly falling in love with Tengen and his wives and they hated it.

"Makio!" Suma shouted as she sobbed, Makio was the one Reader feared the most besides Tengen. After all, she had no problem in restorting to violence if it got Reader to eat.

"What's wrong, Suma?" Makio questioned as she rushed into the room. But when she saw the full bowl of ramen, she knew enough. "Reader doesn't want to eat! And Hina made their favorite! Spicy Ramen! Tengen-san doesn't even let them eat this!" Suma rambled. "I'm just not hungry." Reader piped up, trying to calm the situation. "My stomach hurts."

This caused Makio to scoff. "That's because you haven't been eating." Reader started to roll on their back. "Maybe." they replied, they knew what would happen next. Makio sat down next to Reader's head and pulled them up. "Give me the bowl, Suma." Suma was still sobbing and it was starting to annoy Makio. when she recieved the bowl she said: "Go help Hina get the house ready for Tengen's arrival."

When Suma left, Makio started feeding Reader forcefully. "If you don't eat now, I will get Tengen-san to feed you and you will get extra time with your past punishment." It was enough for Reader to obey, they hated the chain around their ankle. "Small bites, please."

Makio nodded and started to feed them slowly, after a while the bowl was completely empty. And right on que Tengen walked in. "Tengen-san, Reader ate the whole bowl." Makio commented when she saw the look on her husband's face. "Such a good darling." Tengen muttered, mentioning to Makio to hand them over. "Did you enjoy the food?" Hinatsuru questioned as she walked in to collect the bowl, Suma clingy to her co-wife. "Yes, it was delicious Hinatsuru."

Reader never used any of their nicknames, it was a way to distant themselves from them, another form of rebellion. Yet one that always goes unpunished. "Hina, Makio, Suma, please leave us alone for a while." Perhaps that ends today.

"Don't be too harsh on them, Tengen." Hinatsuru whispered in his ear. Tengen was holding Reader close to his heart, his body completely covering Reader's form. When the three women left, Tengen sighed. "I heard from Suma that you are having difficulties adapting when I'm not here."

"Suma isn't giving me time to adapt." A chuckle left Tengens mouth. "We both know, that isn't true, my dear."

"Well, maybe you shold take me out more." Reader mumbled. Tengen didn't like this His hold became tighter and his face hardened, until an idea popped up.

"Perhaps if you behave properly, I'll plan a special date."

not my best work, but hey it's something

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Hey y’all, I’m back. So a little update on life, I took a much longer break than anticipated because of some problems in my home life. As I’m sure some of you saw, several members of my immediate family have returned to rehab. I hope this is the last time me and my family have to go through this again. Regardless of the situation I have spent time at hospitals and rehab centers writing! So therefore I present to the second part of the Uzui vs Kyojuro fic. I hope you all enjoy and have a wonderful evening/night/morning/day/afternoon.

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Warnings: Yandere themes, @buse, neglect, torture, isolation, blood, gore, graphic descriptions, non con, smut, drugging, kidnapping, assault, (etc.)

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The quiet breeze swayed your legs while you sat on the sturdy branch of the tree. You watched as the clouds appeared and changed shape as they continued their voyage across the endless ocean of sky. Sighing deeply, you turned and slid off the branch onto the soft grass below. You landed with a thud and walked back to your new home, the Tengen estate.

Soon the house would be adorned with glorious flowers and lanterns; all the hashira in attendance along with friends of Uzui. The wedding would be beautiful no doubt. But something inside weighed heavy on your heart.

Isn’t this what you wanted?

You wanted Uzui, you wanted him to chase you and he finally had you.

Now you would be married to him.

This is what you wanted, right?

The thoughts and questions never failed to plague your mind. And now that you had all the time in the world due to Tengen requiring that you retire from the corps, you had nothing better than to sit with your unrelenting contemplation.

Tengen noticed the change in your demeanor after he ordered that you retire, so you spent your days at the estate. You were not allowed outside of the grounds alone, not allowed to speak to slayers; especially the hashira, and not allowed into town without the other three accompanying you.

Tengen knew long before you would figure out that you wanted to be free, therefore he would ensure that while you stewed over your internal struggle that you wouldn’t escape. Even when you came to that realization yourself.

He took it upon himself to return your uniform and sword, he so graciously let you swing it one last time till it returned to its maker. And had it not been for your acceptance of this union, the gesture would have enraged you. Yet you calmly swung your katana before sheathing it for the last time; you pressed the handle to your head and whispered a soft thank you before handing it to Tengen. You noticed his almost gleeful expression as you handed him your entire world.

Now without your sword and uniform, you couldn’t deny the feeling of not knowing who you were. Before you had been a child, an orphan who saw the only world she knew, destroyed. Then you were a fearsome warrior and a hero to the people around you.

But who were you now?

A wife?

A faithful servant?

Within a week your life and aspirations were snatched from you and now you belonged to Tengen. You would be an obedient wife, who was at his beck and call.

These thoughts stewed inside you and burned your soul.

‘He trapped me…he stole me…he stole my life!’ Your mind screamed.

Tears filled the brim of your eyes, threatening to overflow. You dropped to your knees and wrapped your arms around yourself. The most sorrowful cries left your mouth, your body shook and shuddered as the feelings of pain and shock rippled through your heart.

Hearing the commotion Suma, Hinatsuru, and Makio ran out the house. They saw you crumpled on the ground, your fist slamming on the grass. All three ran to you and huddled around, all the while asking you what was the matter.

“(Y/n), what’s wrong, tell us?” Suma cried as she hugged you tightly.

The anger boiled inside you, and the three girls only made things worse. How could they love this life, how could they be so okay? They knew what was going to happen to you, they even planned to take you themselves!

Your hands held your weight, as your legs were tucked underneath you. Your head hung low and your eyes focused on the grass below you. Silently you sniffled and wiped your tears on the back of your hand.

“Come on, let’s get up.” Hinatsuru said in a beautifully calm voice. Her smooth hands wrapped underneath your arm in an attempt to lift you from the ground.

Your anger surged through your veins and pulled your muscles tight. When you felt the slight pull of Hinatsuru’s hands you jumped and ripped your arm from Hinatsuru’s grasp. All three of the women looked at you confused and concerned.

“(Y/n)...is-is everything alright?” Makio asked, tilting her head; her eyes full of sympathy.

“I want out…” You said just below a whisper.

“What is it?” Makio asked.

“I want out…I want out! I want out! I’m getting out of here!” You screamed as you pushed through the group of girls and fled into the woods. Instantly the girls gave chase.

Your bare feet pounded against the earth, your muscles burned from a lack of training. You could hear 3 sets of footsteps following close behind but still you continued.

You ducked and dodged in between trees, narrowly avoided low hanging branches; the grasp of your pursuers getting farther away.

Your mind pondered as to what you would do next, should you hide, should you fight, should you continue to flee. You knew that hiding would be futile as they would find you soon after, and if you kept running you would surely falter; your feet were already covered in scrapes and blisters.

But to fight? Your heart cringed at the thought.

You did love them, truly you did. The memories shared between the four of you never failed to put a smile on your face but still you wanted your freedom. They always treated you with the same respect they gave Tengen, just like him you were a hashira, and mighty one at that.

‘And Tengen…’ You thought to yourself.

Tengen always loved you so tenderly, he held you softly and spoke the most wonderful praises. He did love you, you could see the way he beamed seeing you along with Hinatsuru, Makio, and Suma. He smiled so brightly when you would greet him or embrace him or kiss him. He would even don a slight blush accompanied by his devilish grin when you would pleasure him. It wasn’t a lie that he melted your heart, and you melted his.

Did you love him? Suppose you did love him, that only made this situation that much more complicated.

But you knew that deep down in your heart you did not love the things he did to you. The things he arranged to have you.

As you ran deeper into the woods, your pace began to slacken until you were at a slow walk. You had run straight into a clearing, one that looked like it had been visited often. A pile of burned wood sat in the middle, to the left of the ashes was a canvas tarp. It had been disturbed and seemed as if it had been used the previous night. You also noticed large footprints in the surrounding dirt, it was a big shoe, in fact it looked as if the print matched those of the shoes that were issued to the slayers.

‘A slayer was camping here?’ You thought to yourself as you inspected the site more closely; footfall charging towards you.

‘A man? Was this Tengen’s spot?’ You questioned again, hoping the trees would whisper the answer into your ear. Before another thought could be formed three sets of arms wrapped around your body and drug you backwards. Your feet were lifted from the ground and arms restrained. You watched as you were carried out of the clearing back towards your prison, the glimpse of the campsite disappearing behind the towering trees.

‘Why did I stop?’

‘Why?...’

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Under strict orders of Tengen’s, you were not to leave the room. If you did you were to be guarded by at least two of the wives till he made his return. Then he would deal with you himself.

As of two days ago, you sat in a spare room guarded at all times. For the first several hours you would kick and scream to be let out. You would put holes through the walls and try to rip doors directly off the hinges, because of this all the three women tied your arms and feet together. Much to their dismay, you freed yourself and continued your assault on your room.

Finally Hinatsuru had enough. After you had successfully punched a hole through the wooden door that held you, she approached the room. She watched cautiously as you would pace back and forth in front of the door like a caged animal.

“Let me out, Hinatsuru. I’m tired of playing around. I'm leaving, whether you let me or not.” You said watching her through the splintered wood.

“I’d like to see you try.” She giggled quietly.

Only by acting on pure emotion you sprung into action and began to hammer your hands into the door. It shook violently with each blow, the wood groaned as it continued to be torn apart.

You used every fiber of your being to break the door, to destroy it, to hurt something as much as you were hurting. While you ruthlessly slammed against the door; your knuckles poured blood, and tears streamed down your cheeks.

You just wanted to go home, to return to your old life. Why didn’t they understand that? Didn’t they want you to be happy? Maybe if they let you go now then you all could forget about this and laugh later on?

Your thoughts ran wild as you tried to reason with yourself as to how this situation could be resolved where both sides could still be okay.

You hated this, you hated all of this but yet you still loved them. You still wanted their company and to have moments like you did before. You wanted to love them you truly did but they left you with no choice, you were going to leave and you didn’t care if you took the whole house down in the process.

Your beating against the door proved successful when you mangled fist shot straight through to the other side of the door again.

Instantly, Hinatsuru grabbed a hold of your arm and pulled it even further through the hole. Before you could pull yourself back from her grasp, a sharp pinch on your tricep made you stop. You peered around the cracks and saw Hinatsuru remove a needle from your arm. As soon as you realized what had happened, your body began to feel heavy and slow. Your muscles flinched as you tried to steady yourself, but now your balance was slowed as well. Next your eyes began to fall and your head seemed to be filled with rocks. Your arms sagged and your feet drug against the floor as you desperately tried to stay awake and keep from tumbling over. Your attempts were in vain as you soon fell to the ground in a mumbling heap. Your last sight was that of the girls hovering over you, this time they held shackles and chains above you.

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Why is it so bright…

Is that…the sun…

You found yourself in a meadow. Beautiful orange, red, and yellow flowers danced amongst the tall grass in the breeze. You took in the scenery, it was beautiful, all too beautiful. The sky even seemed as if it were from a painting, massive clouds soared across it like a fleet of battleships headed back home. The sun gave the clouds a soft yellowish hue that only magnified their size. While you continued to observe this wonderful scene around you, the breeze that once swayed the grass, blew past you and lifted your (h/c) hair from your shoulders. It was warm, yet refreshing and on the air the sweetest scent of the earth could be found.

Your temporary peace was replaced with curiosity when you gazed upon the pasture and saw a figure standing far away.

So far away in fact, you could barely make them out. Your eyes strained as you tried to distinguish them.

You rose from your seated position and started to walk towards them, you parted the sea of foliage in pursuit of your answer. As you approached the figure they turned to you. You stopped and watched, hoping that whoever was on the other side of the meadow intended no harm. The two of you stood staring at one another; entirely still as the wind blew around you.

Then the figure started to walk in the opposite direction.

“Wait! Stop! Who are you? Where am I? Hey wait!” You yelled as the figure was disappearing from you. Struggling to find good footing you chased after them hoping to get close enough to catch a glimpse. You trampled through the grass, flowers and other plants gripped your haori.

You stopped, this was the first time you had noticed what you were wearing. You looked down to see you wore your slayer uniform, it was pristine and freshly washed. You also wore your haori, just as beautiful it was the day you got it, and your hands were covered in your jewelry; rings on every finger.

Your attention was pulled from your old clothes by the wind blowing harder. You looked up to see the clouds had come together and formed a ginormous grey mass that hovered above you. It was rippling and churning as the wind blew violently now. Then sharp specks of rain stung your face as you watched in awe of this giant storm that had appeared from thin air, you shielded your face in an effort to not continue getting hit. When all of a sudden an ear shattering boom came from the storm. You looked up once again but this time to see spidering red electricity spark and pop across the massive cloud. It shocked and shuddered the earth as it made its way closer.

Without thinking about the mysterious figure or how you had gotten here, you ran to take cover. You topped the hill at an alarming fast speed and saw what appeared to be a collection of trees not far away. Hiding amongst trees brought their own dangers with storms but it was the only cover you had. Hurriedly you ran down the hill and into the mouth of the woods.

Once under the protection of the wilderness, you stopped to take a minute to catch your breath. You hadn’t ran like that in quite a while. You scanned the trees and took note that it didn’t seem that many people frequented these woods as the trees seemed very old and untouched. All except for a thin path that led deeper inside. Cautiously you walked down the path as the thunder rolled behind you.

At the end of the path you found a clearing, it was a perfect circle and held the same flowers that littered the meadow. It was beautiful, even the sky past the tops of the trees was blue and calm.

Your eyes found another sight, the figure from before. Except they stood with their back towards you. You took notice of their clothes, sandals, black pants, and a white haori with a fiery pattern? The recognition was immediate.

“Rengokusan?!” You yelled but Kyojuro didn’t move.

You inched closer and called again,

“Rengokusan? It’s me (Y/n)!”

His wild yellow mane flowed gently around his broad shoulders.

“Rengokusan, is that you? Are you ok?” You called once again and approached even closer now.

You watched for a reaction, he didn’t move when you called his name.

Then you saw his shoulders begin to slouch and his hands shot to his face. The sounds of true despair followed. The most sorrowful weeps halted you in your tracks, you watched as Kyojuro’s body crumpled and he fell to the ground.

“Rengokusan!” You ran over to him and dropped to your knees. His eyes overflowed with tears and his face clenched with agony. This man who was always so strong, so jovial, so encouraging now kneeled on the ground while his hands desperately tried to wipe away his flood of tears.

“Kyojuro it’s me, I’m here I promise!” You said as you gripped his shoulder. Still he continued to cry, not even acknowledging your existence. He set his hands on the grass away from his eyes to steady himself, when he did, you noticed a letter sitting in front of his knees. It was the one Tengen sent out to the hashira announcing your wedding, it was tear soaked and crumpled.

Then Kyojuro spoke.

“Why? Why did I let this happen? (Y/n) was so close.”’ Then more tears burst from his eyes and he seemed to sink lower into himself as his hands quickly made their way back up to his face.

You had let go of him now, your hands trembled as you watched this horrible scene play out in front of you. Kyojuro was on his knees begging for you and there wasn’t anything you could do except watch.

The sky began to blacken, the storm had grown stronger and closer. The wind is now swaying both you and Kyojuro as it blows hard and fast. You looked to the sky and sharp rain speckled your face once again, the clouds boiled and rumbled while archs of bright red lightning snapped across the mass.

Then you turned to Kyojuro. Still paralyzed from heartache, he kneeled and sobbed even more uncontrollably.

You ran back to him, and clutched him from behind. His back heaved from the ragged breaths he was inhaling.

“It’s not safe here, we need to go!” You pleaded and yet he remained. Your arms wrapped tightly around his torso, he continued to sob even as the rain started to pour.

“Kyojuro please!” You screamed, the storm now relenting its strength upon you both.

The sky turned from grey to red in an instant. Everything seemed to slow as you watched as the sparkling red tip of lightning made contact with Kyojuro’s back. You saw how the lightning spread from muscles to veins to nerves in a fraction of a millisecond. His entire body clenched from the electricity and tips of his hair caught fire. It was terrifying, terrible, and horrible but you couldn’t pull your eyes away.

Then the pop of electricity and the shaking of the earth followed next. You were flung from Kyojuro and landed several feet away. His body laid limp on the ground before you, smoke rose above him.

“Kyojuro!”

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The sound of a heavy door being closed jolted you awake. Immediately you jumped and scanned the room. Instead of being in the midst of a violent storm, you were in your room at the Tengen estate chained together and gagged. You looked to where the noise that had awoken you came from, Uzui stood next to the badly battered door and was examining it closely.

“Impressive! When the girls told me that you managed to put holes through the door and almost escaped I didn’t believe them.” Uzui said as he nonchalantly strolled across the room admiring the scrapes, dents, holes, and all around damage you did.

“Impressive indeed, but not flashy in the sense that you were trying to leave me.” He said as he turned towards you. His white hair flowing around his handsome features. He wore a red yukata, his face absent of his usual makeup and jewels.

Tengen strolled towards you and bent down, so close you could feel his hot breath against your skin.

“Am I not fulfilling my role as a husband, (Y/n)?” He asked with his signature smirk, his eyes glazed over your restrained form. You only stared at him and silently tried to squeeze out of the tight cuffs around your wrist. Your mouth was stuffed with fabric.

“I can only assume that since you attempted to escape that you want to leave us. Can you tell me why?” He asked.

After a short time of him eyeing you, he reached behind your head and untied your homemade gag.

“I’ll ask again, why do you want to leave, (Y/n)?” He asked as he crouched in front of you and wiped the spit that had spilled onto your chin.

“I want to go home, Tengen. I don’t want to get married anymore, I-” you said before the thought of Kyojuro stopped you.

You knew it was a dream, still it was horrible to see Rengoku in such anguish. You felt the need to get to him burning inside your heart, but you couldn’t let anyone else know as that would bring troubles all their own.

Regardless, you had to find him. You had to make sure he was okay even if he wasn’t.

Even if your dream had been conjured out of your own lustful and arrogant mind, you had to know he was okay.

“Finish.” Uzui said in a threatening tone.

“What?” You asked looking back into his eyes.

“Finish what you were saying.” His words were like stone, they sent a feeling of dread through you.

“I already told you, I want to go home! I don’t want to marry you, I want to return to my old life!” You yelled in his face.

The quietest wisps of anger flashed through his eyes. He took a deep breath and stood up.

“Unfortunately, that’s not going to happen. You accepted my marriage proposal, and your things have been returned Master Ubuyashiki. He wished us well on our new future together.”

He continued,

“But because you defied my rules, attempted to escape, destroyed part of our home, and scared Hinatsuru, Suma, and Makio, I have no choice but to punish you.”

Then he bent down once more.

“You will learn not to defy me.” He spoke into the shell of your ear. Goosebumps rose on your skin.

“Remember just who you belong to.” He whispered one last time before getting up and walking towards the mangled door.

“You will stay in here for another couple days, and when I think you’ve had enough the girls will come clean you. Then we can start on your real punishment.” Tengen said as he reached for the door knob.

Before Tengen could open the door and walk out he turned to you one last time and said,

“Oh and one more thing, Kyojuro seemed overjoyed at the news of our wedding! In fact I think he shed a few tears.”

Uzui wore a sinister grin as he left you alone to stay in the dark.

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Time lost all meaning while you were locked inside the room.

The only way you knew it was day and night was by the sound of Tengen and the girls rustling and talking. Then at night things would return to being deathly silent, only the sounds of your own breathing and the flow of your blood to keep you occupied.

But as the days passed you took notice of how your senses began to heighten. You could easily distinguish everyone’s voice, footsteps and even breaths.

Hinatsuru walked with a purpose, her steps confident and prideful.

Makio walked with vigor, her steps were strong and powerful.

Suma was cautious and clumsy.

The hardest to detect were that of Tengen’s, they were quiet, almost indistinguishable. Still you found that even when he visited your room late at night the floor boards would ever so silently give under his weight.

He visited you often, and although he said nothing to you, you knew he was there. Observing through the cracked door every night.

“Don’t you think (Y/n) has been in there long enough?” Your ears perked at the sudden sound of conversation.

“It’s been days, Makio!” The shrill voice that spoke had to have been that of Suma’s.

“You know the rules, Suma. We have to wait until Lord Tengen is ready.” The voice of Makio replied in return.

‘Brilliant…’ You thought to yourself, impressed by your new skills.

You have been the topic of many conversations among the four lately. Mostly between the girls as to how long Tengen was going to keep you confined, but Tengen brought you up himself the other night to Hinatsuru. He had asked what she thinks you will be like when he finally lets you out. Hinatsuru replied that she thinks your “attitude” will have improved greatly, and you will be more willing to live a life of comfort under the protection of Tengen. She also mentioned that you would cling to Tengen and beg him to love you as fear is a powerful aphrodisiac. You heard Tengen’s breathy laugh as a response. No doubt that the idea of you throwing yourself on him was a pleasant one in his mind.

Not a moment too soon after the conversation between Suma and Makio did you hear Hinatsuru’s voice, she brought good news.

“Lord Tengen has decided that (Y/n) will be let out tomorrow. Although I don’t think they would harm anyone, nor have the strength to, we need to keep our guard up just in case. Don’t get too close, and don’t let your eyes off them. The chances for escape are high if they get loose.” Hinatsuru said, addressing the two other girls.

“What do we need to do?” Makio asked.

“All three of us will handle them tomorrow. They will be cleaned and dressed, then Lord Tengen would like to spend some time alone with them. As of right now Lord Tengen thinks it best if they have some water.” Hinatsuru finished.

“Yes!” Replied both Suma and Makio.

You heard Suma and Makio run outside to fetch some water from the well, your body couldn’t help but shudder at the thought of water. You were so thirsty, your throat tight and coarse from the lack of moisture. And tomorrow, you would have your chains removed.

It was nice to think you’d be able to be comfortable again.

Unfortunately you wouldn’t be able to rest for quite some time as this was only the beginning of your perils. Maybe not tomorrow and maybe not the next day, but you would escape. Anyone that stood in your way would face your wrath tenfold, spilling blood was not ideal but it would not become an obstacle. Even if that meant the blood of Lord Tengen himself.

Several minutes passed and then you heard the pattering of excited feet approach your door. All went quiet before the door gently opened, and in walked Suma with a tall cup of water.

The light from outside the room illuminated your body, you sat with your back against the wall, arms and legs chained tightly together.

Suma gasped seeing the state you were, dirty and covered in your own dried blood. You looked up her squinting as your eyes were not used to brightness.

“Um, I-I brought you some water!” She chirped, cup in her hand lightly shook as she trembled.

“Lord Tengen said you can come out tomorrow, and uh-he said you need to drink something too!” Her voice unsteady as she approached you cautiously.

You watched as she got closer, the whole while she shivered and shook because of your appearance. She knelt down and placed the cup in front of your feet.

You looked up at her again, tears were starting to rise in her eyes.

“Do I frighten you, Suma?” You asked in a horridly raspy voice. Suma seemed to flinch at your sudden question, because since Hinatsuru drugged and chained you, you had not uttered a word.

“N-no! You don’t!” She replied with a quiver in her voice.

“I love you, Suma.” You said as you reached for the cup and brought it to your mouth.

The clear cool liquid ran down your throat with ease. It was a glorious rain after a drought, never in your life had you experienced such pleasure from such a simple thing. As you continued to drink your body began to rehydrate and come back to life. Your muscles would stop cramping and maybe you could rest better that night.

You set the cup back at the end of your feet and returned to leaning your back against the wooden wall. Soon you would become nauseous from the amount of water you just consumed and how quickly. It would take everything in you not to vomit.

Suma quickly snatched the cup from the floor and fled back to the entrance. She turned and looked at you with tears rolling down her cheeks.

“I-I love you too.”

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Morning came and you sat patiently awaiting your release. First Tengen arose in the morning, then Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru followed. A short conversation was had which ended with Tengen announcing his departure, he would be back that evening and he expects to see you ready. The girls agreed and wished him well as he left.

After a bit of chatting all three of the girls approached your room. Hinatsuru opened the door to which Makio and Suma walked in first. Hinatsuru followed behind and then walked in front of the girls.

“We are going to unchain you. If you resist or try to run you’ll receive another sedative. It is in your best interest that we ask you not to give us any trouble.” Hinatsuru said with a hint of compassion in her voice. Although at times she seemed indifferent with you, you knew she loved you, otherwise you wouldn’t be in this situation.

She signaled to Suma and Makio, both went to either side of you and began to fiddle with your cuffs around your wrist. Hinatsuru knelt in front of you and unchained your ankles.

They freed you from your heavy chains and they let you be as you stretched and rubbed the raw spots that had formed because of them. After your muscles had gotten accustomed to not being restrained, Suma and Makio helped you off the floor. You balanced on unsteady legs, they were weak and sore. Even standing proved to be strenuous.

One step at a time the four of you shuffled into the bathroom, Suma and Makio held you up by either arm. In the bathroom, the large tub steamed with warm water and the scent of lavender filled the room.

You caught sight of yourself in the reflection of the water and my were you ghastly! Your skin pale with a slight grey hue. Your eyes sunken and purple. Your hair was an unruly mess. Your wrist and ankles were littered with bruises, some of which evolved into festering sores. Not to mention your hands still bore the injuries you sustained from punching through the door.

You laughed hoarsely and smiled.

“Easy on the eyes, am I not?” You asked while you continued to look at your reflection.

The room went deathly silent, then a stifled giggle escaped Suma’s lips. A second after Makio snorted and Hinatsuru squeaked. Hearing their reaction warmed your heart, it was nice that you were able to have a tender moment. Even if it were the last.

Gently you submerged yourself in the tub and took in the ecstasy that was from laying in warm water. Your aching body turned to mush as you sank further down. The girls let you relax for a bit before they washed your body and hair. You couldn’t deny that it felt heavenly being so clean again, and being pampered like you were made it that much better.

After you were thoroughly washed, the girls helped you out of the tub and assisted in drying you off. Then you were dressed in the silkiest yukata, it was a pale green with iris printed all along the sleeves. This was a luxury piece of clothing, such things you never got used to was the amount of high valued items Tengen purchased and dressed you in. You examined it closely.

“Is this new?” You asked Hinatsuru, to which she glanced over and realized you were talking about the yukata.

“Hmm? Oh yes, Tengen bought it not long after he came home. He thinks the color would look good on you.” She replied nonchalantly as she painted your toenails. The white paint matched those of the iris on your yukata.

“When will Tengen be home?” You questioned further.

She without looking answered,

“Soon.”

You left the conversation at that and waited patiently for your nails to dry.

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You were washed, scrubbed, dressed, and brushed. At that moment you looked like a new person and you felt like a new person. You didn’t feel like your old self, instead now you felt as if you had grown and matured. To your credit the past few days had been quite stressful to say the least. But now you relaxed and sat comfortably on the floor, with a small cup of tea in your hands. You knew tonight was long from over, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t enjoy a peaceful moment when the chance presented itself.

Hours filled with light conversation and the consumption of tea were ended by the sound of the shoji door being slid open. Hinatsuru, Makio, and Suma stood from their seated positions and went to greet Tengen. You stayed seated in the living room and awaited instruction. Greetings were had and Tengen spoke with the girls. You chose not to listen as you were far too enthralled by the jasmine tea Hinatsuru had prepared for you.

What captured your attention was that of Suma and Makio barreling through the hall and back into the living room. Suma squealed and jumped joyfully as she stood in the doorway.

“(Y/n)! Tengen says he will need to speak with you in a few minutes!” She yelled cheerfully. You looked up at her and smiled.

‘This is far too painful’. You thought to yourself as you watched her elated actions. Painful in the sense that once this evening came, things would never be the same. And part of you mourned the loss of those previous times. You were happy with them at one time, but now things had changed and so had you. Part of yourself even blamed this situation on your own actions, maybe if you hadn’t acted so coy. Maybe if you just had been honest with yourself, you wouldn’t be here. Wouldn’t be here and cause all of the heartache you were about to.

You chanted a small prayer in your mind. One Gyomie Himejima taught you to call upon devas from the heavens to protect those you love.

Then Hinatsuru appeared from the hallway, she walked in and held open her hand. You reached up and clasped your hand around hers, together the two of you walked down and to the bedroom. You already assumed he would be waiting for you behind the paper door, still the whole strangeness of it all made you anxious.

Hinatsuru turned to you and smiled, in her eyes you saw the faintest bit of forgiveness. She seemed like she already knew how tonight was going to end, but she forgave you. Deep down inside she knew that you weren’t going to stay, they only made your spirit stronger from the way they had treated you.

She slid the door open, and ushered you inside. She closed the door and then you heard her sigh as she walked down the hall, into the living room.

You turned around and your eyes fell upon Tengen. He stood in the corner of the room lighting the lanterns that hung from the ceiling.

He wore only a thin tunic and his hair was pulled into its usual style. You had forgotten how massive Tengen actually was, you watched as he turned from the lanterns and walked towards you, his size alone made your throat tighten with anxiety. He stopped in front of you. His hand slipped under your chin and titled your head upwards. You looked at him with soft (e/c) eyes, his were full of excitement.

“You have no idea of how much I missed you.” Tengen whispered while your eyes were still locked. He bent down and captured your lips in his, his hand snuck around your back and pushed you into his embrace. Although your nerves were on edge and you could feel your heart pounding you kissed him back. You let him move you while he passionately embraced you, your hands on his muscular chest.

His kisses trailed from lips down your neck, he groaned when he felt you lean into him for more.

“Am I pleasing you, (Y/n)?” He asked, placing sloppy kisses all around your collarbone. His hands began to wander your body. You couldn’t deny his touch, it melted you. You moaned breathlessly when his hands found your waist, he wasn’t meaning to grip you so hard but his lust took over.

Soon you were on your back with Tengen snugly positioned in between your legs. He held your head up with his left hand, with his right he gripped your waist and lifted it slightly to meet his. He drug his clothed length up and down your slit. So sinfully he rutted his hips into you. Your body caved to the pleasure and an all too familiar coil began to tighten in your abdomen.

“Tengen, please-ah, keep going.” You moaned.

“That’s it, tell me how good I’m making you feel. Tell me how much you love me.” He said through heavy breathes as he quickened his pace.

“Fuck-you’re making me feel so good.” You replied feeling the coil tighten even more.

Then just as he started, he sat up and you whined from the sudden loss of friction.

“Don’t think you are getting off so easily, your punishment has only just begun.” He said as he removed his yukata.

He lowered himself back over you now, his lips connected with the soft flesh of your neck. As he did, his hands ran the length of your body. They stopped and cupped your breast harshly.

“Ah-fuck, Tengen!” You moaned, his lips moved from your neck and latched on your nipple. You could hear his groans as he teased you even harder.

“That’s it baby, call my name. Let me hear how good I’m making you feel.” Tengen said, his voice full of lust.

You watched as he pinned your arms above your head with only a singular hand. With his other he untied the knot that held your yukata together.

“After tonight, I won’t ever have to remind you about who you belong to. Maybe if you behave, I’ll let you cum.” Tengen said as ripped the yukata the rest of the way off. You were completely bare now, and Tengen smiled wildly as his fingers began to trace the outside of your soaked underwear.

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Your body ached and your vision was hazy. Your cheek stuck to Tengen’s sweaty skin as his chest heaved. You desperately tried to catch your breath as well, you were so spent after the things Tengen put you through. He used and filled you up for hours, the insides of your legs were sensitive and sticky. He degraded you with his words while he ruthlessly pounded into you, in the same breath he worshiped you.

“Dirty fucking slut, look at you, so fucking desperate for this dick…Shit, you take me so well, so fucking tight.” He said as his cock was nestled deep inside your hole.

But now he laid breathlessly on the bed with his arms wrapped firmly around your naked body. He pressed soft kisses against your head.

This evening was exciting, and even more pleasurable. Unfortunately, this charade had gone on long enough, and it is time for you to leave. You wish you could lay here just a little while longer and pretend that everything is alright. But you know deep down inside it’s not and it never will be; you’d never truly be happy like this.

‘If only things had been different.’ You thought to yourself as you sat up and straddled Tengen’s hips. He looked at you with the most loving eyes. His thumb rubbed the soft skin of your thigh. His gentle actions broke your heart.

“Lord Tengen?” You said looking down at him with your bright smile and bubbly voice.

“Yes, my love?” He asked as he continued to touch you tenderly.

“Would it be alright if I went to get some water from the kitchen?” You asked eagerly.

He smiled and sighed.

“Although I’d much rather keep you here in bed with me, I know you are probably exhausted at this point. Find Suma and Makio first. Then I want all four of you to come to bed.” He said as he admired your naked form sitting in his lap.

You stood up and scanned the room for something to wear, then you spotted his yukata he had worn several hours before. You walked over to it and picked it up from the floor.

“Can I wear your yukata, Lord Tengen? Pretty please!” You begged in the softest voice you could.

He chuckled as he watched you wrap yourself with the fabric.

“Be careful, it’s long on you.” He said before nodding his head.

You thanked him and excused yourself from the room.

Your nerves were on fire now. This was the beginning of the end. The end of this horrible nightmare. After tonight you’d be able to go home, and more importantly to Kyojuro.

During the days you spent in isolation, Kyojuro was the only thought on your mind. His words, his actions, his smile, you thought of all of it. At the beginning, you had only thought of Kyojuro as a close friend, but with time locked away and only your mind to keep you company, you realized that Kyojuro loved you all along. He was so desperate for your attention yet you were oblivious to his nature. While locked away you realized your love for him too, and it only grew stronger by hour.

‘I’ll be there soon, Kyojuro.’ You thought as you entered the kitchen.

Their Makio and Suma sat talking.

You walked towards the bucket that held the water that came from the well. The bucket had been emptied to make tea and now sat dry.

“Makio, Suma, would you help me go outside and get some water?” You asked to which they both obliged.

Together you three walked from inside, out on to the engawa, and down the steps to the well.

“Thank you, I really appreciate you two coming to help me.” You said as you stood next to Suma.

“Of course, (Y/n)!” Suma replied.

“Here let me get it, the bucket gets heavy.” Makio replied. You handed her the pail and returned to standing next to Suma.

Makio tied the loose rope to the metal handle of the bucket, then she slowly lowered it into the well. After a couple minutes she pulled it back up. She had been right, the bucket was awfully heavy as her arms were straining to pull it back up.

Once back at the top of the well, she lifted it over the edge onto the grass beside it.

Immediately you chimed in.

“Hey, I’ll carry it inside. I think it’ll do me some good to get my muscles back in shape!”

Makio backed up and watched you lift it from the ground. Water sloshed out of either side.

“Makio you were right! This is heavy!” You said, and as Makio turned to reply you threw the entirety of water in the bucket at her face. Instantly, you ripped the rope from the handle, wrapped it around both of your fists and threw your arms over Suma’s head.

When Makio cleared her eyes of water, she was met with a terrifying sight. You stood behind Suma with the rope placed tightly against her neck.

“I want both of you to listen to me very carefully.” You said with a deathly serious tone. Makio froze and watched as Suma began to cry and tremble. Her fingers wrapped against the rope so she could breathe.

“Suma, you know I love you, right?” You asked her. She nodded quickly as tears streaked down her face.

“And I never want to hurt you, right?” You asked her again, and she nodded.

“If you listen to my instructions, and do exactly what I tell you then I won’t hurt you, understand?” You replied and she nodded once again. You placed a soft kiss on her cheek; she began to sob.

“Makio, I want you to go get me Tengen’s swords. And don’t alert Hinatsuru or Tengen.” You said to her and she immediately ran inside.

You stood outside and tried to comfort Suma the best you could, yet she continued to shiver and sob.

Seconds later Makio returned with swords in hand, her eyes wide and her face anxious.

“Set them in front of Suma’s feet.” You ordered coldly. Makio obediently set them in front of Suma, to which you bent down and retrieved them.

Now armed with swords you replaced the rope that was held around Suma’s throat, with a blade. When Suma felt the sharp edge press very lightly into her skin she began to scream.

Not a second passed by before Tengen and Hinatsuru were on the engawa. Their eyes wide as they watched your movements, only after a few terrifying seconds did they regain the ability to speak.

“(Y/n), wha-what are you doing?” Hinatsuru asked as her hands subconsciously brought themselves up to cover her mouth in shock. Her voice sounded fragile and weak.

“Nobody moves!” You yelled and placed the blade closer into Suma’s neck.

“Oh no! Tengen!” Hinatsuru yelled. She turned to Tengen who wore only his undergarments. The shock of it all rendered him speechless and he leaned against the door frame to support his weight. Hinatsuru ran to him and began to cry into his chest. Makio stood frozen in fear as she watched you and Suma slowly retreat further into the yard.

“Nobody moves off of that engawa till you see Suma return. Failure to comply with these demands will result in the spilling of her blood.” You said as you crept back further. Suma coughed and wailed.

“Please, please just do what (Y/n) asks! Please!” She called out to them. And still they stood frozen.

You continued walking backwards till you were several meters into the woods that surround the Tengen estate.

“Shhhh, shh, Suma, hey it’s okay.” You said to her as you removed the sword from her neck. A thin red line showed where it had been resting, she was inconsolably. She reminded you of a small child, the way her hands covered her eyes and she seemed cower into herself as she cried. The sight tore your heart in two, you quickly wrapped your arms around her. She buried her head in your chest and hugged you back.

“Suma…wait 10 minutes after I leave and then go back home. It's best that you plead with them not to follow me.” You said.

You rested your chin on top of her head and ran your hand over her hair.

“I wish things had been different.” You spoke as you broke away from her. You placed one final kiss on her forehead before you left and sprinted deep into the woods.

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Your feet pounded against the earth, your muscles tore, your lungs burned. Your entire body felt as if we’re going to collapse at any moment but you pushed on. You focused your breathing, your muscles exerted as much power as they possibly could.

‘Kyojuro..’ your mind whispered.

Your knees faltered and your feet bled.

‘Kyojuro…’

Your vision blurred and your breaths were shallow.

‘Kyojuro…’

The trees blended together and the landscape distorted.

‘Kyojuro…’

You ran until you couldn’t anymore, and when you couldn’t run you crawled. And when you crawled the skin on your hands and knees gave way, a trail of fresh blood followed behind you.

Lights appeared in the distance. They were that of a large home; his home.

You used the last bit of strength your body could muster to stand. You intended to finish the last stretch of your journey walking, you stumbled forward and drug your injured feet through the dirt, one in front of the other.

You limped all the way to the front gates, there your body gave in and you fell to the ground muttering out Kyojuro’s name before ultimately passing out.

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The sound of birds and the smell of fresh tea roused from your slumber. It wasn’t until you heard the clattering of glasses did you fully wake. You jumped out of bed with a gasp and looked around you. You laid in a futon in the corner of a large room, you looked to see a startled much smaller version of Kyojuro standing some feet away holding a tray of cups. You looked down to see you were covered in medical wrappings from head to toe, you were perhaps a bit more injured than you first thought.

“You must Senjuro, right? Kyojuro’s little brother?” You asked and the young boy only nodded nervously.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, I’m sorry we had to meet in such unpleasant circumstances, nevertheless, allow me to introduce myself, I’m (Y/n).” You said as you extended your hand and smiled brightly. Senjuro’s face fell from nervous to concerned in an instant.

“Ah! (Y/n)! My brother said you aren’t supposed to get up, you are too hurt! Lay back down!” Senjuro yelled as he hurriedly shoved back into your bed.

“Oh I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to worry you! Hey speaking of your brother. Where is he right now?” You asked.

Senjuro scooted beside you and began inspecting your bandages in case they needed to be redressed. He shook his head and replied,

“Um, I’m not sure exactly. Last night dad came inside and said there was a dead person laying in the yard. Kyojuro went out and then brought you inside, then he dressed your wounds. After that he mumbled about having to go take care of something and that he would be back before tomorrow evening.” Senjuro said as he gently rewrapped your wrist.

“Oh, I see…” You replied.

Then as if on cue the memories flooded back into your mind. You had collapsed in front of the Rengoku estate, Shinjuro Rengoku had your fall and came to inspect. There he found you laying face down in the dirt while your wounds bled profusely. He came in and told Kyojuro of the situation. Next thing you remembered was Kyojuro's blissful tears as he carried you inside. From that point, he washed your wounds and dressed them tenderly. He whispered words of love and how he knew you too were going to be reunited once again. Then a more troubling memory resurfaced. It’s was faded and hard to remember, but you could distantly recall Kyojuro’s voice,

“My darling spiderlily, now that I have you, I’ll never lose you again…”

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 1 year

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Could you do the reaction of yanderes hashiras when they see the male reader vomiting in disgust/rejection after the hashiras kissed him?

Rejecting The Hashira’s Kiss | Yandere Kimetsu no Yaiba X Male Reader

Whether it was a misread moment or just someone having the audacity to put their lips against yours; they are met with a solid rejection. Even if you refuse them they have no plans to stop their pursuit. All this is just a minor obstacle…yep…just..a little pothole in the road of your love:

Rengoku Kyojuro

He doesn’t ask

He just goes right in

Catching you off guard as he firmly kisses your unmoving lips

“BLEGH! Ew what’s your problem?! Kyojuro!?”

“I DID IT FOR GOOD FORTUNE!”

“Good Fortune my foot! Don’t go kissing people who don’t want to be kissed!”

He’s not discouraged at all

in fact, this only spurs him to try harder to gain your affection

Or hopefully shooing of any one else who’s interested

He doesn’t bother licking his lips but I certainly see him putting his lips up to different things to…compare

“THIS MELON IS COLD NOT AT ALL LIKE (Y/N)’S LIPS. WHICH ARE WARM! AND SOFT! AND IRRESISTABLE!”

“Sir, are you going to pay for the fruit or not?”

Shinobu Kocho

Is probably tending to you after a mission

And she just can’t help herself

You were just looking so cute with your broken arms

So she just went for it

“Ew um can you not.”

She stares blankly at you

Before doing it again

“What are you going to do? Stop me?”

She’s going to spend the rest of your stay showing you how little you can do in comparison to her

And how powerless you are to defy her medicinal ‘ailments’

Leaving you bedridden for however long she pleases

Seating herself on your waist too weak to buck her off

“Don’t think for a moment you can stop me, you are mine and I’ll have what I want of you when I want it.”

Uzui Tengen

Flamboyant as ever he’s not one to hide his emotions

Or what he wishes to do

So when he goes for the kiss he kisses deep

Completely disregarding the world’s take on social customs

“I’ll be flamboyantly missing you on my mission, farewell my gem.”

The kiss is deep and while you may pull away he’s keeping a firm hold on your waist

Letting his fingers graze against your butt

When you pull away to spit Tengen makes a note of it

And will dive back into capturing your lips

“Don’t let any of me my sparkling saliva out of your mouth, otherwise I’ll have to punish you~!”

Sanemi Shinazugawa

It takes a lot to hype himself up to do this

Despite being as prickly as he is

he blushes and gets week in the knees around you

So when he moves fast to kiss you he’s embarrassed when your lips curl in disgust

“Ewww…that was so gross.”

He’s so hurt

But that sadness morphs to anger

And when demons don’t cut it

He’s fighting you

“WHEN SOMEONE GIVES YOU A KISS, YOU KISS THEM BACK!”

Mitsuri Kanroji

Love is her element

So of course, she’s going to kiss you as soon as she feels like the mood’s been set

When you reject her, she is reminded of all the times such a thing has happened before

“Oh…you didn’t like that…huh?”

She’s hurt so so hurt

But her tears are so pretty

So perfect you’ll cave

That is if her guard snake doesn’t come for you first

“Y-you’re s-sorry..hm..i-i’ll definitely feel better if you give me a kiss though…please?”

Obanai Iguro

He’s hesitant to even come near you

Often preferring to watch you from afar

He usually thinks he’s lesser than you

A monster in every right that is protecting his beauty in the shadows

So he’ll wait until your sleeping or so high on medicine that you can’t recognize him

“Y-yuck..”

“...I am sorry.”

So crestfallen he probably won’t talk to you out of embarrassment despite you’re actual cluelessness

“Kabumaru love is cruel..isn’t it?”

Giyuu Tomioka

Nobody likes him anyway

And when he’s shoulders deep in his obsession for you he stops caring

He no longer lets being likable by anyone stop him from what he wants

“-ick! Eww, I can’t believe you–”

“I can hardly resist you (Y/n), even if you hate me.”

Nothing’s off the table

But he pretty much is willing to do whatever it takes

He’s witnessed so many die at the hands of demons

He doesn’t care how you feel

That will not be your fate

“It doesn’t matter what you think of me. I’m not letting you free.”

Gyomei Himejima

He can’t see your beauty which he cries about often

But thanks to his lack of sight you let him feel your face

“If only for my mind’s eye, may I?”

“Yeah Gyomei no problem.”

It’s his dirty little pleasure

Curious about your figure

He holds you steady holding your shoulders

And he accidentally let’s his lips brush against your own

He gets the message when you pull away

He knows it’s probably out of disgust, but he can delude himself into thinking it was out of embarrassment

And that let’s him smile in his lonesome

“My apologies was that your lips?”

Muichiro Tokito

He thinks being the young kid he is, you won’t mind

When he jumps up to give you a kiss

And when you recoil asking him what that was about

He’ll wistfully sigh because you didn’t react the way he wantedyou to

“Don’t friends kiss each other before they leave.”

He feigns ignorance as he mulls upon your rejection

He figures he’s got time to convince you he’s worthy of your kisses

And then he forgets

Aiming for a kiss again with some other excuse to pursue his little crush on you

“I think of you like a brother…don’t family kiss each other?”

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yandere-kokeshi · 9 months

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Hello, can I order the Headcanon Yandere Uzui with a Gn reader who loves his boobs and who always sticks her face in his chest and massages, touches and sucks his nipples But who is ashamed to confess for fear of being thought that the S/O is a pervert.

In a scenario where he kidnaps his S/O who, instead of freaking out, stares at his boobs and asks if he can touch them.

I think he would be the type to go shirtless just to have his S/O touching him constantly.

Warnings: yandere behavior and nsfw

A/N: I got confused by this so I decided to do headcanons. Ty for the request <3

He actually enjoys this way too much.

Uzui loves how naughty you can be, especially when he wakes up in the morning or does a workout in the backyard; he really finds your reactions to be very adorable, the way your eyes just follow him around as he does daily tasks.

Not only does he purposely wear tight clothing, but he makes sure to always bear his chest around. He loves admiring the way you shuffle behind him and ask if you can touch his chest, to which you never have to ask permission for.

Speaking of permission, Uzui has given you all the nodding on touching him whenever you want. Anytime of the day, evening or night, you can reach over and grab his

Definitely teases on how perverted you can be. But he means no harm, Uzui loves how dirty-minded you are. Something he and you both have in common.

As for your worries of being ashamed of being dirty-minded or having the fear he’ll be grossed out, he always assures you that he’s always known – and that he doesn’t mind one bit.

Will ask you questions regarding his chest, asking if he should get nipple piercings or wear certain clothing that make his nipples hard. Regardless of your opinion, one day, he will show up at the house with aching nipple-piercings, teasing you the minute he steps into the home: “Wait until it’s healed than you can suck like a good ol’ whore.”

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i-cant-sing · 2 years

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If this is a sensitive topic I totally understand and you don’t have to write it, but if you can, how would Uzui and his wives react to reader trying to unalive themselves upon seeing them again? Basically choosing death over being around them? Would that finally make them understand how terribly they behaved? Would it encourage them to change their ways? Bc if no they might as well just be psychos instead of yanderes

Let's set the scene:

You were probably supposedto be sleeping their room, and Uzui was away on a mission and his wives were busy with house chores. So they didn't notice you getting up and sneaking a knife away from the kitchen.

Uzui wasn't supposed to come home early, but he wanted to surprise his girls. Now imagine the moment he walks in on you holding a knife to your neck.

"Y/N!" His yell scares you, making you drop the knife as his his wives come rushing in.

You tremble as he walks towards you, and you're too afraid to look at him.

"What the hell do you think you were doing?" Uzui snarls, making you further cower away from him. "EXPLAIN YOURSELF!"

"I- I- I dont know- just- I didn't think-" you yelped as he grabbed you by the scruff your neck and shook you.

"You didn't think what?! That I wouldn't catch you trying to kill yourself?!" His wives gasped.at the revelation. Is that- is that why you had the knife?

You wept. "I- I'm sorry- d-dad- please-"

"Oh you will be sorry. I'll make sure of it." Uzui promised as he began dragging you out of your room and down.

Now there's 2 ways this could play out:

The first scenario is that Uzui drags you down the basement, the place where'd your gotten your first whipping. And honestly, Uzui and his wives hoped that it would've been your last. Guess not.

Uzui ties you up again, but instead of your feet this time, it's your hands that are whipped. And girl, that's like 100× more painful.

The three wives know they can't do anything to stop Uzui, so they just stay outside the basement, heart beating the more you scream. He alternates between using his leather belt and a coarse bamboo stick with thorns to flog your hands and arms.

Uzui doesn't stop whipping your hands until the skin breaks, and blood starts pouring. When he picks you up and carries you out of the basement, you're beyond exhausted, tears and sweat dripping off your body, and his wives can only watch in horror at the condition of your hands.

The wives clean you up and they try to comfort you, console you but at the same time, admonish you for trying to hurt yourself.

When they bring you upto their room, Uzui is already there with herbal medicines and bandages. He takes you from them, and you whine as he settles you in his lap, grabbing your elbows as he holds them outwards towards his wives.

They begin applying the ointments and dressings to your swollen and beaten hands, and all you can do is hiss and whimper and cry as Uzui continues to scold you for your actions.

Poor reader can't use her hands for months onwards, and having to rely on her dad and mamas for everything- eating, showering, etc. They keep an even closer eye on you now, breathing down your neck every second of the day, intentionally ignoring the way you stiffen up and cower away from them.

(Now this was the 1st scenario, the easier punishment.) The next scenario is this:

Uzui would drag you out of the house and he makes you start digging a grave. You looked to the side, and you saw he'd brought a dead body in a bag, and you realised that Uzui was gonna make you dig that guy's grave and make you bury him. Shit.

You're crying pathetically as Uzui yells at you to hurry up. Once you've dug deep enough, Uzui makes you drag the coffin from the shed and place if in the grave. You're about to bring the body as well when Uzui narrows his eyes at you and gives you another command.

"Get in the coffin."

"What?"

Uzui pushes you towards the coffin in the grave.

"Get in the fucking coffin." Hw pushes you in it when you don't move. You start wailing and trying to get out when he begins closing it on you. "Stop moving!"

"Dad- daddy, please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I won't do it again-"

"You wanted to die, didn't you? Well, here you fucking go." And with that, Uzui slammed the coffin shut and you began screaming for his forgiveness. Outside, you could hear the wives crying and begging Uzui to not do this, but he shut them up with a glare.

You began hyperventilating when you heard the dirt being thrown on the coffin- he was burying you alive!

You beg and cry for him to let you out, you cry out for your mamas to help you, but no one answers. You scratch your nails against the coffin, try to bust it open, but you can't. It's too heavy, or maybe you're just too weak.

Your voice dies down after a few hours and you realise that they've truly abandoned you. You start losing yourself, sanity starts withering away, and you become almost catatonic after accepting your fate.

Unbeknownst to you, there is a pipe connected to the coffin to supply air to you, and while you think they've abandoned you, Uzui is sitting on the porch, watching your grave. His wives wanted to sit with him too, but he knew they'd pester him to let you out, so he told them to stay inside.

After a whole day and a half, Uzui finally digs you out. You're still in your catatonia because your brain still is in survival mode of being buried alive. However, after a few hours, your brain finally realises its out of the grave and you find yourself in a cuddle pile with the wives and Uzui.

Uzui looks at you and he smiles when he sees the light back in your eyes. You're back to reality. You hug him, out of fear as you apologise for your behaviour, promising you'll be a good girl from now on. All Uzui can do is kiss your forehead and pat your hair, telling you he knows.

He knew you're angel deep down, he just need you to go through this... intense punishment to bring that sweet, submissive aura out of you.

He just hopes you've buried all your rebellion down there. If not, he might have to bury you for longer next time.

Ooh but can you imagine ghost papa Yoriichi and Mama Muzan finding out that their child was BURIED ALIVE???????

#yandere uzui #yandere uzui tengen #yandere kny #yandere demon slayer #yandere tanjiro #yandere tanjiro kamado #yandere yoriichi #yandere muzan #uzui hinatsuru #kimetsu uzui #uzui tengen x reader #uzui makio

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❝ TROPHY WIFE ❞ — yandere!uzui tengen/wives + you're his first wife

SYNOPSIS: suppose you're uzui tengen's very first wife, the one that slipped through the cracks of your unwanted arranged marriage with him. along with your disappearance went his heart, and now you must bear the consequences of a man who loves his wife far beyond her understanding—so much so that he would kill for her, die for her, and do anything to make her stay. — navi.

WORD COUNT: 5.7k

NOTES: mdni! (cw: non-con) this is an arranged/forced marriage au. it's meant to be one-sided. it took me quite literally forever to finish this lol ,,

PAIRING: yandere!uzui tengen x wife!reader

CHARACTERS: uzui tengen (19-23), reader (18-22), suma (19), makio (20), hinatsuru (21)

I. TO BE WED

imagine being uzui tengen's very first wife.

your hand in marriage was promised to him by your parents, who owned a tax-collecting business that was often the target of hostility from the impoverished people of your hometown. tengen routinely passed through your village on demon slayer business, so your parents could always rest assured knowing he would take care of the violent stragglers that sometimes loitered outside.

ironically being poor themselves, they had little to offer the hashira as payment for his noble duties; well, that "little" didn't exclude you of course, their only daughter who's failed to find a husband far past the age of when other girls were normally wed. you're still young, fertile, and moderately attractive, but your strong disinterest in potential suitors often drove any chances of a wealthy marriage away.

however, after being introduced to tengen, the man you'll be forced to marry out of obligation, you begin to regret being so stubborn after all.

admittedly, tengen found you to be pretty plain at first. you're poor so you can't exactly dress flashy, and you come from a no-name family with little legacy. your parents swore up and down on your domestic efficiency—hardworking, great cook, a tame disposition—and, well, at least you're kind of cute, too. tengen is intrigued by your potential the most.

your parents force you to do whatever you can to get close to him. the truth is, though, you don't really have to do anything with the way he seeks you out himself. he often shows up at your door asking for you, and your parents have no qualms about dragging you out of your room to make you go out with him.

he takes you to the nicer parts of town and pays for dinner or buys you flowers and little trinkets from the shop vendors that line the streets. it doesn't help that the elderly people running the stands egg you on, saying things like "what a lovely young couple" or "your children would be so beautiful!" tengen simply smiles with ease, accepting their praise as if it's second nature. you get rather embarrassed by his shameless indulgence.

there's small talk but you find it incredibly stifling. tengen does a majority of the dialoguing but most of the time your dates get interrupted by his kasugai crow, who squawks at him whenever a demon shows up nearby. he always looks annoyed and promises to make it up to you, leaning down to pat your head like you're his pet dog or something. you hate it and him too, probably.

"i'll be back before you know it, darling," his smile is charming but not to you. "you'll stay right here for me, won't you?"

regardless of your somewhat obvious hesitance to accept his advances, tengen gets attached to you like it was meant to be. the idea of having a pretty little housewife for him to come home to after his draining missions becomes increasingly attractive, and the more time he spends with you, the more he sees the appeal of your being. it must be a miracle that no man has taken you as his wife yet; surely you were saving yourself for a man like him.

unfortunately, though, you don't want to marry tengen.

an arranged marriage? it's simply not the kind of life you envision for yourself. you aren't willing to bet the rest of your days on a man whom you have a slim chance of falling in love with, all for the sake of financial security. but what else can you do? your parents already made it very clear they would disown you if you refuse, and tengen is pressuring you to your death with his sweet words and annoyingly thoughtful presents. you're stuck.

eventually, the incessant nagging from your parents and weeks of endless courting from tengen sway you so sooner. you fold like a cheap hand fan and succumb to your fate, to a future you knew from the very beginning that you would come to despise.

he's the only suitor you have at this point. it's not like you have a choice. and the one choice you do have just so happens to be him, a man who is the nearest thing to a perfect match as you're ever gonna get. you should be happy. thankful. he'll give you the world if you just give him a chance.

at least, that's what he told you.

II. THE SOUND HASHIRA

your parents are so happy to send you off.

they're completely honored that their letdown of an only daughter is finally getting married—to a well-known and wealthy shinobi at that. it's the only time they've shown any pride in you, yet it really only leaves a bitter taste in your mouth.

after your brief introduction to the head of tengen's clan, everything moves so quickly. just a couple weeks later, you're already signing a marriage contract in which you and tengen become official newlyweds. and before you know it, you're packing what little belongings you have to your name and moving in with him, begrudgingly and regretfully so.

the day you arrive, he shows you around his overwhelmingly gigantic residence; the courtyard full of cherry blossoms and koi ponds, the huge kitchen, and the bedroom where he'll eventually fully claim you. there's lots of other rooms too, but they're either empty or reserved for his weapons and training gear. he tries to hide it but he's obviously so over the moon that you're his wife now. he doesn't even notice your misery through his elated delusion of love.

in hindsight, you didn't realize how difficult it can be to share a space with someone you hardly know. you find everything awkward but tengen doesn't, like always. to him, you're so obedient and polite— such a good girl. you take whatever he gives you; kisses, hugs, subtle gropes here and there, and all of his sweet compliments and gifts. you don't argue with him or raise your voice, you fret over his injuries and make his favorite foods. you're observant, collected, and mature.

he didn't have a type before he met you—you're all he can ask for in a woman, really.

tengen is unexpectedly romantic. he constantly boasts about his strength and fighting skills in order to impress you, and he never stops mouthing off about how he'll prioritize you over himself. he puts consistent effort in getting to know you: what you like, don't like, your favorite color, and any other inkling of your personality that he can manage to wrestle out of you. he seems to have gotten the impression that you're shy or something.

flowers are a constant and you're spoiled with fancy, expensive kimonos and jewelry. had you married tengen under literally any other circumstance, you'd find his advances on you endearing but, unfortunately, he just comes off as clingy and unbearable. any woman would die to be in your place yet you can't even find it in you to want to be in your own place.

what do you think of him, though? well, he's handsome, you'll give him that. you don't deny the appeal of his good looks and flashy, fitted clothing. he's strong, established, and knows what he wants. despite your obvious distaste towards his gifts and grandiose personality, it's not to say you're ungrateful that the man you're stuck with is exceedingly well-off and capable of protecting you. you can't say he's a bad guy.

however, he's a moron.

he fell for you fast. a couple months have already passed since coming to live in his residence. tengen requests to have picnics whenever you go with him to visit his siblings' graves on his off days. of course you have no reason to refuse; as much as you dislike him, you're not heartless. they're important days, so you swallow your pride and pack a bento spread you know he'll like.

tengen will confide in you about the memories of his late siblings, his parents, and his life before becoming a hashira. it's a depressing and heavy weight to shoulder, but you still play your role of the loving, supportive wife with your lingering touches and comforting words. you use these outings as opportunities to gain his trust by being vulnerable.

except, this time, the effect you seem to have on tengen is magnified to the point of no return.

he pulls you into his lap and you're suddenly flush against his rock hard chest, trapped in a suffocating hug. you don't know what prompted his sudden affection; perhaps it was the warm atmosphere you crafted or the intimacy of the moment, but the way tengen holds you so close is telling. he's about to say something you've been dreading since the day you met him.

"i love you." tengen confesses, nuzzling his face into your neck and sighing as if he'd just released the weight of the world off of his shoulders.

you knew it. it's the first time he's ever said it to you and you'll never forget the wave of nausea that hit you as you glanced up to see him staring back at you expectantly. your heart is pumping out of your chest and your face is flustered—not because you're flattered but because you're ashamed. you feel his hands squeeze your shoulders, almost like a warning, and his grip begins to feel claustrophobic after your prolonged silence.

you have no choice but to reciprocate.

"...I love you too." your voice is quiet, hesitant, and tengen gently teases you about being shy when you refuse to look at him anymore. he's not right but it's true that lying invokes shame.

he almost seems overwhelmed by your response, as if he hadn't just nonverbally threatened it out of you. you don't dare to sneak even a glance at him. he tightens his embrace around you and goes back to burying his face abashedly into your neck, mumbling sweet words against your skin. his body wraps around you like a vice, trapping you in the prison that is his dreadful existence.

you decide, in that very moment, that there was nothing in the world you wanted to do more than run away.

III. A DIRE MISTAKE

one fateful day, you catch wind of the news that tengen is being assigned on a mission quite far away, somewhere down in the southwest.

you're so lucked out that you thought it was a trap at first—a ploy to catch you in your undying desire to leave your husband for good. but when the day of departure arrives and tengen peppers your face with last minute kisses, you know for sure that there's no chance he's caught on to your resentment towards him, nor the plan of escape you've been devising all along.

your eyes are teary when tengen releases you from the last of his spine-crushing hugs and he cooes at your cute crying face. honestly, you're tearing up out of joy because your one and only chance to escape has literally fallen into your lap in a pleated handbasket, but you'll let him believe otherwise. you at least owe him the courtesy.

you already know you don't stand a chance against tengen, at least physically. he can overpower you like nothing and he's so tall that he towers over you, constantly caging you between those muscled arms of his. there's almost nothing you could do against a man like him—well, unless you count poisoning, but you were above murder when it came to getting what you wanted.

as soon as tengen passes through the looming gates of the residence and disappears down the winding road, you scramble to gather a few belongings before making your way out through the back. there's a twinge of fear that grips your gut but you press on, determined to put as much space between you and that wretched place you were expected to call home.

the moment you escaped, you flipped your identity. chopped your hair off, powdered your face in white make-up, and wore headscarves wherever you went. you fled as far as your feet would take you, only stopping to rest in a small village when your aching body could take you no further. you hardly spoke to anyone and left nothing behind that could possibly be traced back to you or be used to pursue you.

it's obvious you can't go back to your parents; they hated you when you lived with them, and they'd hate you more if you returned. they'd sell you out to tengen in two seconds flat, then ruthlessly shame you for running away from a marriage you wanted no part in. the only option left for you is to create a new life for yourself somewhere far, far away.

and that's exactly what you do. you find a little town on the outskirts of the red light district, where business is booming and it's easy to disguise yourself beneath the constant foot traffic. you go undercover as a seamstress, working in a homely tailor shop under the supervision of the owners, who are a kind older couple that are quick to regard of you as one of their own.

time marches on and the jarring memories of tengen do as well. you makes friends with the regulars that come by the store often. you've learned the valuable trade of mending clothing and sewing traditional patterns. you've even developed a crush on one of the men that come by often to repair his work uniform.

your life is finally the way you've always wanted it to be.

meanwhile, tengen copes—barely. days pass. weeks. months. you're still yet to be found, even with the help of all the hashira and the shinobi of his clan. it's as if you disappeared off the face of the planet. he's completely devastated. did you run away because he was gone for so long? were you feeling neglected? did you just want his attention? surely you wouldn't just up and leave when he'd been so loving; he truly couldn't think of anything that would prompt such an extreme reaction.

as expected, he doesn't come up with a justification for your disappearance. how could he? you could be dead by now with the amount of demon uprisings that have been happening lately. or you could even be halfway across the world right now, laughing at how easily you had fooled him. eventually, his sadness melts into anger. you may be gone now, but it won't be for long.

wherever you are, he'll find you.

IV. 'TIL DEATH DO HIM PART

in the following years, tengen's next three wives are chosen specifically by the head of his clan.

and, in the head of the clan's words: "the sound hashira's decision-making must be incredibly poor if he chose a wife who would dare flee from him." the statement only fans the flames of his growing wrath for you.

however, his new wives—suma, makio, and hinatsuru—are all beautiful and talented kunoichi who admire him to their very cores. as ungrateful as it sounds, there isn't a day where tengen wishes one of them were you. they've worked so hard to try and fill the gaping hole in his existence that was left by you, but it hasn't really been working. he needs you.

they're kind, caring, nurturing and most of all, strong. they've trained all their lives to be kunoichi. he knows he shouldn't complain but they just don't cook like you, look like you... aren't you. of course he loves them, but he could never forget the way his heart shattered the day he returned home to find you nowhere in sight. your disappearance left him in utter shambles. did you ever think about that when you left? you're so unbelievably selfish—is that the kind of woman you turned out to be?

his wives constantly question his lovesick behavior. tengen never hides anything from them; in fact, he'll sometimes go on long, borderline maniacal rambles about "the wife who got away." to suma, makio, and hinatsuru, you're an enigma that's broken the heart of their husband, and they're not sure what it was about you that makes him act this way. jealousy sparks—if there's a way to get you back to make tengen happy, they would do it, but maybe you're better off gone after all.

and it's not like tengen didn't search for you. oh no, he looked everywhere within reason. his duties as a hashira kept him chained to his missions near the demon slayers' headquarters, but that never stopped him from interrogating people when he got the chance. any woman that looked even remotely similar to you was sure to be stopped in the middle of the street for further investigation.

master kagaya is exceedingly understanding of the situation, and he bears obvious concern for his beloved sound hashira. while he's sympathetic of the loss of his wife—it's no matter to be taken lightly, of course—tengen must first be loyal to his occupation as a hashira, and that means going on missions in spite of his mourning.

and his newest missions leads him to the red light district.

so tengen goes. he knows his place when it comes to master kagaya, so he has no reason or authority to deny orders. regardless, it's a harrowing and tedious task. drunk concubines practically throw themselves into tengen's arms as he strolls past the many underground sex clubs that line the filthy streets. he has zero interest in any of the debauchery that goes on here, and he especially feels nothing when shoving them away from him with excessive force.

he scours the area for anyplace that looks decent enough to step foot in, as well as a place where he won't get immediately harassed by ran through harlots. turning down a quieter side street where some storefronts have been shuttered, he happens upon a small seamstress shop sandwiched between two restaurants that look as if they've closed early for the evening.

shrugging, tengen wearily thinks it's as good of a place as any to begin his intel gathering on the upper moons' whereabouts. he saunters towards the front entrance and a young woman dressed in traditional geisha wear passes him on the sparsely populated road, her wooden sandals clacking against the ground. he can't help but think her hair looked similar to yours and his heart twists painfully in his chest.

tengen seems to be constantly haunted by the thought of you, forming an obsession in his mind that won't go away until he has you back. until he knows your safe, with him, just like you were meant to be. until he sees you.

no, literally, tengen sees you, right in front of him.

through the window of the upscale seamstress shop, he sees you conversing with a man at the front counter, laughing heartily at a joke he must have made. tengen quickly crouches beneath the display window to spy on you, his heart pounding out of his chest at the events that are currently unfolding. he must be mistaken.

he peeks above the lip of the window to catch a glance and, sure enough, it is you. you're alive and well, almost glowing beneath the low, intimate lighting inside the shop.

he finally found you! he can't believe it. the grin that's stretching across his face is so broad. he'd recognize your face anywhere, even if it's caked in geisha makeup and your hair elaborately styled. you’re beautiful and he’s captivated by your beauty just as he was the day that he met you.

he's so unbelievably ecstatic with the way his hands are clamming up, his feet shuffling in the dirt and...

what?

creeping over the ledge of the display window once again, tengen's eyes immediately grow dark. there's a man there. talking to you. his wife.

in the midst of your conversation, your eyes absently float over to the window. it's there that your gaze clashes with his, and a blood-curdling look of terror overtakes your features. is that… tengen?

there's a shift in the air. what happens next, tengen doesn't recall, but when he comes to there's blood on his hands and your hair is bundled up in his fist as he drags you past the threshold the of the shop’s entrance. he looks over his shoulder and on the floor, spread eagle, lies the man without his head. the scene is gruesome.

he killed him.

tengen looks down at you with a solemn gaze. for some reason, he doesn't even care. the emotions running through him are almost too much to bear. do you know how much your disappearance has destroyed him? do you know how much he's suffered because of you? do you even care?

he doesn't understand why you're crying. it seems like you were happy enough to whore around with other men in his absence. the thought drives him to the brink of insanity. how much longer do you plan on humiliating him?

there's too much to be said. tengen's mouth is agape and he's so upset at you that he can't find the right words to express himself. instead, he collapses to the floor beside you and embraces you in his longing arms. he smells your hair and feels how your body shrinks against his—it's all exactly how it used to be. it's exactly as he remembered, as he dreamed of.

and now, as tengen scoops you up into his arms to take you back home, another dream of his will be fulfilled tonight. he knows exactly what kind of punishment is befit for you.

V. A JUST PUNISHMENT — (NSFW: NON-CON)

"tengen-sama! you're ba-"

a woman with colored bangs and a ponytail attempts to greet tengen as he enters, but she's cut off by not only the expression on his face but also the strange, disheveled woman he's hauling behind him.

he drags you across the cold, laminated wood floors into the bedroom by your hair and peels the delicate, silken layers of your yukata back, exposing soft flesh and ample curves. tengen is so starved of your touch—of your voice, your scent, you. he'll make you pay for what you put him through. he'll make you stay this time.

you can't even fight back. you're so afraid of what's going to happen that your body refuses to move, to speak. and even if you could, there was no way you would win against a hashira, of all people.

tengen starts by pushing you to your knees. when his hands begin the hasty work of undoing the belt of his kimono, you already know where this is going and it makes your stomach churn in volatile sickness. he eagerly slides his under pants down and from the top of its elastic band springs his semi-hard cock, which nearly hits you in the face. you gasp at the sheer size of it; that is not gonna fit inside of you.

"don't look at me like that, [name]. clearly i was too lenient with you back then. i should've disciplined you..." he trails off as he stares into your pleading eyes. he smiles but, in it, is no mercy.

"c'mon, baby. you'll be a good girl and open your mouth for me, won't you?"

you refuse. no, you wouldn't even dream of it. you've never done anything sexual with a man before and you certainly aren't going to wi—

tengen suddenly reaches down and grabs ahold of your now tangled hair with one of his large hands. it takes barely any pressure before your mouth is pried open by the force of his fingers alone, and his now engorged cock head is being stuffed into your warm, unyielding mouth.

you can only let out a choked cry at the vile intrusion.

"that's it, baby, good girl.." he praises, stroking your head with his thumb as he slowly inches his pulsing cock down your throat.

your screams are completely muffled. tengen begins to pick up the pace, letting your drool be the lubricant that allows his giant dick to slide in and out of your tight throat. it hurts so bad that you try to bite down and free yourself from this act of vulgarity, but tengen doesn't allow it. he instead tugs your head back by the grip he has on your hair, forces his cock all the way in, and holds you there until you decide to behave yourself.

you can hardly breath. lewd, wet noises fill the room as tengen gags you almost to the point of unconsciousness. the vibrations from your screaming must have been making him feel good, though, because it takes just a few minutes before he's shuddering in orgasm as he bottoms out and cums, which you have no choice but to swallow.

he pulls out of your mouth and you're mortified, but even more so when you see how he's still hard. his cock is covered in a thick layer of your saliva and his cum drips onto your exposed chest in globs that make you cringe in disgust. you think you're going to throw up.

and you almost do, if it weren't for tengen picking you up from under your arms and tossing you onto the plush bedding. your legs are forced open and tengen slides his twitching cock against your pussy, slowly and teasingly. you begin to fight against him but he easily pins you down long enough to push his fat cock head into your tight pussy.

tengen pounds you into the plush cushion of the futon all night long. you've given up struggling and crying, only mewling in pain as the brutish man stretches your virgin pussy wide. he ruthlessly kneads your breasts with his calloused palms and overstimulates your clit with his fingers until you cream and squirt repeatedly all over his dick. you can do nothing but lay there as he roughly moves your body into various positions and fills your womb with his seed—there's no way you won't be pregnant after this.

all the pent up rage that tengen was forced to weather after your disappearance is released in that very room. he sounds like a crazy man with the way he lapses in and out of fits of rage where he's cursing at you with his hands around your throat, then slipping into pleasure induced "i love you's" as he dumps yet another load of cum deep inside of you.

"h-how does it feel, my love?" he groans, reaching over to caress your flushed face. "mm, you sound so cute making those noises. lemme hear you scream, darling."

and oh, you sure do scream. for him to stop, to get off of you. that you've had enough. that you hate him. over and over again you scream, you cry, and you struggle, but it does you no good. he only seems to thrust faster the more you beg. is he getting off to your desperation? he must be by the way his cock pulses at any form of physical resistance from you.

you thought it would never end. he's almost insatiable. your tears have long dried up—for the most part, anyway—but the skin on your face feels raw from tengen "lovingly" wiping all your tears and snot away while simultaneously pounding a you-shaped hole into the futon. you feel disgusting. you don't even have the strength to make a sound when he spanks you for the hundredth time, moaning heatedly about how you've been such a bad, bad girl.

when it seems like he's finally spent, he doesn't pull out. instead, he collapses on top of you with his cock still twitching inside your sloppy, ruined cunt while drawing you in for an unreciprocated kiss. he whispers praises in your ear and gently strokes your face, cooing at how much you're trembling against his much larger form.

"i should've done this a long time ago. maybe you wouldn't have left if i dumped my kids into you sooner."

eventually, his softened cock slips out of you and a gush of warmth runs down your legs; you can already feel a soreness settling in your pelvis. tengen sighs contentedly at the sopping squelch that sounds when you snap your legs shut in order to roll as far away from him as possible. he roughly wraps a muscled arm around your waist and pulls you back towards him as soon as he sees your attempt to create distance.

"i missed you so much, darling," tengen mumbles against your skin breathily, offering a soft smile. "did you enjoy your welcome back?"

he's making fun of you. you refuse to even look at him. it's to be expected, really, he can't imagine how bad it must feel to think you actually got away from him as you lay in his arms once again, right where you belong. you need to learn your place; no wife of his will disrespect him like you did ever again. if you have to be an example of that, then so be it—youput this on yourself, after all.

leaving you with a final kiss, he gets up, wraps a towel around his waist, and goes to let his other wives into the room to help clean you up (they've been waiting patiently ever since you showed up, curious about the woman who supposedly "stole tengen's heart," as he put it). you're still naked and exposed with tengen's cum leaking down your thighs but you don't even have the mental capacity to care anymore. all three of the girls look shocked at the state you're in, but they don't comment and rush to get you in the bath.

they're all very pretty, of course. when you emerge from your haze of disorientation, you're left reeling at the fact that tengen had amassed three whole wives in light of your absence. well, not that you have any right to be surprised considering your short lived emotional affair. you're still in mourning over what had happened to him.

regardless of your fragile state, the three women swarm you with questions that prod at your past: who you are, where you're from, and how you met tengen. you don't even have half the mind to reply. you can only stare at your tear-stricken reflection in the soapy water, ready to burst into tears yet again at the horrible predicament you've found yourself in.

what can you do now? sit around and get bred by tengen? rot away in this dreadful house for the rest of your life? the other wives seem to catch onto your unresponsiveness after a couple dozen of their questions go ignored, so they sit quietly and gently wash you clean. they look genuinely worried for you—not that their pity will undo the damage that's already been done.

makio will scrub your back and grumble about how jealous she is while suma and hinatsuru fret over the small bruises that are now beginning to form around your hips from tengen's manhandling. suma washes your hair next, commenting on how beautiful it is, while the other two move onto rinsing the soap from your body. they wrap you up in a fluffy towel when it's over, and a shiver wracks your spine when their hands guide you to another room, down the hall, with a clean bed ready for you to rest in.

you don't really know who they are but since they're dressed like kunoichi, it's obvious that they don't share the same mindset you do, or were forced to be wed to tengen like you were. you can't ask them to help you escape from this hell, not a chance.

even as you lay in the criminally comfortable futon with new silken pajamas, a cup of cold water at your side, and a warm blanket, sleep doesn't find you.

and with tengen around, you're certain it never will.

VI. A HAPPY EVER AFTER (EXTRA)

a few months later, your pregnancy symptoms are in full swing.

tengen is as protective as ever and the other wives have already grown attached to you despite your bitter and unforgiving attitude towards them. you learn quickly that they're all very... obsessive, constantly hovering over you and going to overbearing extremes to make sure you don't do anything that would physically strain yourself in any way.

hinatsuru and makio follow at your heels like guard dogs while suma takes charge of most of the cooking and cleaning. she keeps the peace most of the time and holds makio back when she's attempting to murder hinatsuru over something childish. you're never in the mood to talk to them, however, and they often try to bribe you with your favorite sweets (which is intel that they've gathered from tengen) in order to get you to participate in their activities.

unluckily for you, tengen had decided to completely retire from being a hashira following a particularily harrowing encounter with an upper moon demon (even after you tried to subtly guilt trip him into not doing so). he insisted that you and the baby were "more important." you know that it'd be difficult to escape with the other wives around but to add tengen on top of that makes it surely impossible.

every morning, the dreadful man himself meets the four of you in the kitchen and will beam proudly at the sight of his adorable little harem. he goes down the line and gives affection to each of his wives individually, in the way they prefer, and saves you for last as you're his "greatest prize," or whatever he said. you're just completely exhausted and you resent them all from the deepest depths of your heart. the least you can do is make it obvious.

tengen finds your rebellion adorable. everything about you is and even moreso now than when you left him all those years ago. he'll grab you by the jaw and force you into a quick one-sided kiss, pulling away with that fond smile of his. his fingers ghost over your swelling tummy but his very touch makes you feel so awfully sick. you'll roughly push him away and he's so out of his mind that he attributes your justified anger and moodiness to your "pregnancy hormones." regardless, he's happy. it's you who's going to bear his child. it's you who first said you loved him too. as long as you live, you're bound to him as his wife. nothing can come between a man and the woman he loves; uzui tengen certainly made sure of that, didn't he?

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere tengen x reader #yandere uzui tengen #yandere kny #demon slayer x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #yandere demon slayer x reader #yandere male #uzui tengen

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darkkny · 1 year

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Salutations, darlings. 😈

I know I haven’t wrote for this account in like months, but I just wanted to make an announcement. Requests are open. You can request anything that follows the rules below.

No pedophilia. (Age gaps are welcome as long as both parties are above 18.)

No characters under 18, I will not age up characters.

No nasty kinks (scat, piss, vomit. NO)

NSFW is welcome. (I will welcome Dubcon, however I will be very cautious about non-con, whether I write it will be based on how I am feeling.)

Gore is welcome. (Honestly, if you want something really gory, go ahead. I will try my best. All posts with extreme gore will be marked with a warning.)

All basic Yandere characteristics are welcome!

Teacher/Student and other stuff like that is welcome. (I mean it is DARK fics so)

Cannot request specific characteristics or names for the “reader.” I will not specify anything.

Please make you’re request as detailed as possible. (I KNOW some of y’all want a specific plot, and I welcome that with open arms.) if you want a concept of something, say, “The rest is up to you.” BUT do not get mad if it’s not what you wanted.

Above I said that Gore is welcome, however, I will not write extreme gore against the “reader.”

That’s it for now, BUT if you have something in your request that I am not okay with, I won’t write it

NOW, Darlings, go forth and request. 😈

#yandere demon slayer #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #yandere #yandere rengoku #yandere tengen x reader #yandere uzui tengen #yandere giyuu #yandere sanami #yandere hashira

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lady-ashfade · 9 months

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Other skin: Yandere!Characters reaction to a female demon slayer landing on you.

Plot: They watch a woman fall on you and her…chest is in full view in front of your eyes, and she flirts with you.

Reader: imagined female but no pronouns.

Notes: I just thought of Tegan and his wives reactions and I got excited, I love jealous yanderes.

Characters: Tengen & Makio, Suma and Hinatsuru, Mitsuri Kanroji, Sanemi Shinazugawa.

Disclaimer: I have not read the manga so most of the reactions are based on the show and fics I have read. So please forgive the inaccuracy.

The place was filled with other demon slayers from all types, sizes and skills that varied from race or religion. It was unlike anything you had seen before and the couple related in that way, this was something special. The lovers watched you closely as soon as you came into view to keep you safe and sound, but let you explore for just a few before wanting to smother you.

So their eyes followed you as you greeted people or looked at the decorations around, even the food tables with happiness in your eyes. They were taking amongst themselves at how cute you looked with such a innocent sparkle in your eyes. But soon they watched you get tackled to the ground unexpectedly, not watching anything else but you so it slipped their sight. The couple rushed over quickly, Tengen was the first to get there.

You groaned at the impact you took and your head ached. Weight pressed on your chest and it made you open you eyes slowly with the pain still in your head. But unlike meeting a face you were meet with a woman’s cleavage in front of you at eye level. Your face heated up quickly and eyes getting wide, you snapped your head up to the woman’s eyes. “Oh? What a lovely expression.” Her lips curled in a smirk as she ran her tongue across the outline, her tone smug and confident.

“Don’t get embarrassed, makes me wanna eat you up.” Her hands pressed harder onto you and you only got more flustered. Her hips sat on yours and everything about what was happening was too much to process.

Suma was terrified at first of how you could have hurt yourself, then as she got closer she saw the woman onto of you. She teared up quickly at how she got to be on top of you, how she pressed into your skin. She cried for her to get off of you. Makio of course was scared of you getting hurt but she was more angry to yell at the person, knowing the others would check you first so she could handle the bitch. But, when she saw your eyes meet her chest…She was pulling out her weapons quickly, how dare the woman take advantage of you? Hinatsuru was of course just like suma, but over all just very scared for you. Had your head took a big hit or how was your back and body? She was in motherly mood. Just like the other girls she got jealous of the woman, her perfect baby must be so scared right now.

Tengen was pissed from the get go, how dare someone crash into somone as fragile as you? Being a harisha he had speed, so he got there first to witness what the woman said. His eyes twitched and he had to refrain himself from slicing the woman’s head off. His aura was filled with rage he looked like a monster. He noticed how she pressed her body closer to you, her hands on your chest, flirted with you and got you shy.

“Come one, tell me your name?” She took her hand off your chest and went to touch your face but her wrist was grabbed in a death grip. Both of you looked up to see tengen looking at her with a smile that sent shivers down your spine. “They are off limits to the likes of you.” He flashed a toothy grin and threw her hand to the side, next thing you knew was being picked up into the air and his arms around you. The woman landed on the ground with a annoyed, “And who are you?”

A gasped left your lips when you saw a fist hit her cheek and quickly took notice it was Makio who punched her. The two other woman pulled her back and screamed it was enough as she tried to go after her. The woman got up quickly and dusted herself off and walked off quickly, leaving all of you behind with a stomp in her step. “Leave it.” Tengen ordered and they stopped and obeyed his orders.

Suma came over and cried about how she was sorry the woman got to close. “She wasn’t even that pretty, how could she touch you like that?” She was so jealous. Makio crosses her arms and slightly yelled at you for looking at her, or how you didn’t try and get away from her. “She was a hag, how could you blush like that? Its pathetic.” She was still fuming at the thought of you looking at another woman. Hinatsuru checked you for bruises or cuts, any signs of harm she could have done to you. “Did she hurt you? What a horrible person, look at you. So shook up, don’t worry she’s gone.”

You couldn’t leave their side the rest of the night, no matter how you tried. It took so long to convince tengen to put you down. They hated not being there for you, it only pushed them closer to taking you away…

Mitsuri hated leaving you alone even for a second, the thought of someone else hurting you or something happening to you. She couldn’t handle the thought. But now she lost you in a crowded market place and she panicked at the lose of your hand in hers, that she forced you to hold, and had no sight of you. Her voice got lost in the sound of so many others, she pushed through the people and looked for you but kept getting pushed back.

This was supposed be a fun day were she could spend every second with you and she wouldn’t look suspicious. She could hold your hand, be close to you, keep you in her sight and blame it on the worry of losing you. But now she saw her mistake on taking you here, she shouldn’t take you on busy days or anywhere this big.

Making it passed the crowd she took a deep breath and searched around for you. When she saw your outfit and a woman on top of you she froze in place. Another woman touching you, sitting on your lap, getting to be so close. It made her see red. She saw you blush at the sight of her chest and wondered if you’d blush like that if it was her.

“Tell me your name cutie.” Her voice sounded so sensual and it only made it worse. Mitsuri was inches away now and glaring at the woman, wanting to tackle her to the ground and away from you. But she smiled like she aways does and appeared next to the woman’s face with a huge smile. “Mind getting off them? I’m sure they don’t appreciate it.” Her cheery tone and smile didn’t match her energy at all, and you knew her well to notice.

“And who are you? This one’s mine?” Mitsuri took a moment of staring at the woman to giggling, making you both confused. “Maybe I didn’t make myself clear, I wasn’t asking.” The weight disappeared off your body as Mitsuri kicked the woman off of you and sent her rolling away. You stared in shook as her expression didn’t change from a sweet one. “This one will never belong to the likes of you.” She pulled you up and gripped ahold of your waist and pulled you close to her.

“I’ll make sure of that..”

He’s always dragging you away from others and doesn’t care what gender they are, if they aren’t him? Then they don’t deserve your time. So it’s hard to get a chance away from him since he doesn’t let you out of sight while he’s around. He sees you as something everyone should want, but you can’t fight them because you’re weak. (Even if you’re a demon slayer or a harisha, he doesn’t care)

He was coming back from a mission and waited for your presence and he looked around the butterfly mansion for you. He missed you in every way, to your smell to your smile and how you made him feel calm but so many other strong emotions. When he opened the door he found something that he couldn’t comprehend. He felt so many things that he stopped working for a minute.

A unknown woman straddling you and her chest in full view in front of your face, her body presses up against you. The look on your face was enough to show that you were embarrassed and flustered, how you tensed up. He is the one to get straight to the point and wouldn’t care who she was. She was coming off of you.

He walked over with the most calm expression and didn’t make a sound, only his footsteps could be heard. You noticed him first and got scarred at his expression. He didn’t say anything as he took a fist full of her hair and dragged her off of you, throwing her to the ground and standing in front of you.

“It’s considered disrespectful to touch something that doesn’t belong to you. They, are mine and I should kill you.” He laughed and got his grin, his fire coming back. “I’ll give you five seconds before you see why harishas are the highest rank.” She run out the door quickly and left without a peep. Then his attention was on you and you got a sick feeling in your stomach.

“Want to tell me what that was about?” He kneeled and got close to your face, “Did she touch you worse then what I saw?” Stuttering you explain what had happened and how it was a accident but he didn’t truly by it. Or he believed your intentions but not hers.

“If I see something like that again you’re getting punished as well,” he took ahold of your chin and yanked you forward. “Understand? No one touches you but me.” You had no choice but to agree.

She was reported dead in a week.

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