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A Sudden Confession (Kyojuro x Reader SMUT)

Requested! I kinda got carried away 🧍 feedback is always appreciated!

CW: mentions of injury, female reader, dom Rengoku, 1620 words, 18+

"Come on! Harder! I know you've got it in you!" Rengoku yells, motivating you to do better. Your lungs burn, each time you swallow your throat dries up immediately, and legs shake, threatening to give in. You raise your bokken again, only for it to drop from your hands. “I can’t anymore,” you huff. Sinking to the floor you stare at the sky, watching the clouds eclipse the sun. Rengoku hovers over you, blocking your view. You close your eyes hoping that he’d leave you alone for just a few moments more. “Get up Y/N, we still need to work on your breathing,” he says, outstretching a hand to help you stand. Reluctantly you reach out, his hand gripping yours with almost impossible strength. You fly up to your feet unexpectedly, stumbling into his arms. “Careful there,'' he says, almost laughing at his caused clumsiness.

He’s peculiar. At times it seems like he pushes you too far on purpose, but he always helps you recover and start again. His fit arms hold you close to his body. Seeing his face that close, he’s actually quite handsome.

"Ready to go again?" he asks, reaching for your bokken. You sit on the floor again and pout. "Rengoku please, I'm tired! Let's try again tomorrow." He sighs and takes a seat next to you. "Your breathing has gotten better since last time. What you really need to work on is controlling your breath as you strike. You tend to let it all out as soon as your sword hits the target, making your impact quite weak," he lectures. You nod and take your bokken from him. “I know, we’ll work on that tomorrow. Thanks Rengoku!” You run off, a sudden burst of energy inspiring you to get home as soon as possible. Rengoku watches as you trip over nothing, laughing and shaking his head.

The next day, you meet Rengoku at the bottom of Sagiri Mountain. Prepared for another excruciating lesson, you fix your sword to your belt. Rengoku watches as you check over your sword for any scratches. It was so shiny and new when you first got it, you almost didn’t want to use it. You knew you had to at some point, and Haganezuka would kill you if you didn’t. “We can go to the Swordsmith village to sharpen it later if you want,” Rengoku says. You nod, picking up your bag and putting it on your shoulders. “Let’s go, I wanna be back in time to catch Granny Hisa’s onigiri,” you say, making your way to the mountain trail. Your passive determination makes Rengoku chuckle.

You’re a good way up the mountain, not exactly halfway yet when Regoku’s crow caws. Your crow follows behind it, landing on your head. “Head southwest to the forest below the mountain. There’s a demon headed toward a nearby village.” “Y/N, join Rengoku and assist him any way you can,” your crow speaks softly. Looking at each other, you and Rengoku nod, dashing down to the end of the path.

Rengoku notices that you’re not out of breath when you reach the exit. “Good work Y/N, keep controlling your breathing,” he compliments. You glance at him; his side profile is serious and focused. A branch almost trips you but you catch yourself and continue running.

The moon is hidden by tall trees, making it difficult to see. “This way,” Regoku says while grabbing your arm, leading you to the demon. When you’re finally face to face with the creature you unsheathe your sword. But something’s not right, it’s just a kid? Why would two demon slayers need to take on this mission, let alone a pillar? It turns around, baring its fangs. When you don’t move it lunges at you. “Y/N strike now!” Rengoku yells, holding his sword with two hands. You can’t move, thinking about how young the creature is, how horrible its life must've been. Your sword raises to end its misery, but it’s too late. One of its claws drag down the side of your face and lodges into your cheek before it breaks off. Rengoku jumps into action, “Third Form: Blazing Universe!” He swings his sword downward as you fall back, decapitating the demon.

You bring a hand up to your face in disbelief. Rengoku rushes to your side, bringing a hand behind your head. “Ok, just lean back, you'll be fine. Use your breathing to stop the bleeding,” he says, trying to calm you. The claw in your cheek disintegrates, making the wound open even more. Rengoku rips a piece of cloth from his uniform, wiping your cheek. Your breathing evens out as you focus on him. He’s concentrating on cleaning your cheek, lightly tapping at the edges of the wound. His eyes meet yours, interrupting your breathing. “You need to steady your breaths and focus on the bleeding, or else this is gonna leave a nasty scar on your beautiful face,” he says smoothly. You take this as your chance. “Rengoku?” “Hm?” “In case I don't make it, I just wanted to say that… I think I’m in love with you.” He looks down at you again and grins. “Let's get you cleaned up and we’ll talk about it, ok?” You look away dejected.

“Are you hurt anywhere else?” he asks, skimming over your body. “I don't think so,” you answer, moving to get up. A sharp pain radiates from your collarbone and you lay back down. “Ah, my shoulder must’ve dislocated” “Let me take a look, may I?” You nod and look away as Rengoku unbuttons your uniform. He exposes your torso and checks your shoulder. “Yeah it’s definitely not where it’s supposed to be. I need you to bite down on something before I reset it,” he says, looking around for something to use. “Just take my belt,” you offer. He looks down and starts unbuckling your belt. Folding it, he sits it in your mouth before positioning himself to pull your arm. “Ok, on the count of three I’ll do it. One. Two.” He yanks your arm out of the position it was in and snaps it back into the socket. Your scream is muffled, covered by the belt. After waiting a few seconds, Rengoku pries the belt from your teeth. “Are you ok now?” he asks, gently cradling your face. “I thought you said on three! Not two!” you cry. He lets out a low chuckle, still holding your face. You both realize the position you’re in: your bra-clad chest exposed, pants sliding down showing your underwear, Rengoku hovering over you, so close to your face. He bends down to press his lips to yours.

His eyes travel down to your hips before he looks back at your face. The bleeding stopped, and you're not in much pain anymore. He goes for another kiss, but this time more intense. You lean up and kiss him back to show him you're interested in going further, but he pushes you down. “Relax, I’ll do everything. I don't want you to injure your arm again,” he says while undoing his belt. You watch as his proficient fingers unloop his belt from the buckle, then swiftly unbutton his pants. He stops, sliding his hand under your underwear. You take a deep breath, not expecting him to be so forward. He moves his fingers along your slit before spreading the lips, gathering some of the slick and spreading it around your sex. Your legs open wider involuntarily, wanting him to do more.

Rengoku tugs your pants down to your ankles, letting one leg slip out completely. He kneels between your knees and rubs your thighs, his fingers still wet from earlier. “Does anything hurt?” he asks. You shake your head and he smiles again. “I’m so glad you're not in pain. Allow me to be a little rough, ok?” He peels your underwear down to your knees and pushes your legs up, putting them on his shoulders. His tip teases at your entrance, slipping away every time he pushes. He takes his shaft in his hand and guides himself into you. A grunt leaves both of you as he starts moving. One of his arms holds your legs against him, the other moves from your hips to your waist. His movements get harsher, making you moan louder. “Oh- haah, you're bigger than I expected” you whisper. His brows furrowed together, hips thrusting into yours with long, sharp movements. Your breasts bounce with each of his thrusts, making him stare at them. He reaches a hand up to push your bra up, exposing your chest completely. His hand gropes at a breast while his hips work.

“Do you like that?” he grunts. “Yes, yes, I love it, I love it so much!” Your high approaches as your walls flutter against Rengoku. “How can you, ngh- grip me with such strength, yet still feel like- haah, silk?” he questions rhetorically. You’re moaning and crying under him as you rock your hips up against his, pushing him further to the edge. His hips jerk sporadically as he releases inside of you. He moves his hand in circles around your breast before bringing it to your knees. As his lips press soft kisses to your legs, he slips out of you.

He fixes your bra and pulls your underwear back up. After he buttons your shirt, he ties your belt into a sling for the walk home. You button your pants and catch him staring at you. “What? Is there something on my face? Other than the obvious,” you joke. He gently smiles at your joke, placing his hand on your knee again.

“Ready to go again?”

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if i had to watch this bottle of water get cuckolded then so do you

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Daddy Kinks - Greedling

Greedling x Reader

Part three of the Daddy Kinks series.

           (Y/n) liked to think of herself as a calm, passive person. She didn’t like confrontations, she didn’t like fighting. She would rather relax in the shade than romp in the sun. It took a lot to push her over the edge, and she was very patient. She liked to smile and to laugh, and she was an excellent soundboard for people wanting to talk.

           But even someone with the patience of a saint had their limits, and they really don’t joke about the saying the quiet ones were always the ones to watch out for. Once (Y/n)’s temper was finally riled, it was wise to run and pray she didn’t find you.

           And Greedling was very, very thankful he was not on the receiving end of the woman’s wrath. He actually had to step back and reassess everything he knew about her. The terrified, green-haired homunculus she was currently beating into the ground was trying his best to scramble out of her reach, screeching for Gluttony to stop staring like an idiot and help him.

           He knew she had some fighting skill—her capability of keeping up with him made that clear. But he’d never actually seen her fight. She was just always so…docile.

           ‘Clearly not as docile as we originally thought,’ Ling muttered in the back of his mind, and Greedling had to agree. ‘…still, it’s kind of hot.’

           ‘I am not even going to address that.’ He pause in his thought process. ‘Well…at least not right now.’

           ‘Ha! I knew you had a thing for her!’

           ‘And you don’t, brat? Shut up and keep your dirty thoughts to yourself for now. I’d rather not get hit by her.’ The avaricious homunculus winced a little when the enraged woman drove one of her daggers into Envy’s spine. Greedling finally got into motion when Gluttony finally got his small brain to process the situation and moved to try and eat (Y/n).

Weiterlesen

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Yeah it’s not like they can do that now.

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:/

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This is heroniewithoutashell’s post. Sorry for the confusion this isn’t mine i just found it on google and thought i’d put it on tumblr. (Sorry if it didn’t tag your namebut im pretty sure everyone that follows me follows your blog.)

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oh snap

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disney animation → ladies reading their men for filth

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this happened at Least once

Team Greed Masterpost

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@aseuki was kind enough to link me to @phantomrose96‘s ‘Devil’s nest gang adopts Nina’ fic so naturally instead of thinking of something cute my immediate reaction is this shitpost

#letninasayfuck2018

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bit of a continuation of that last post- it still bothers me to no end that the homunculi supposedly can’t use alchemy when we have Father in the basement transmuting without moving and all his kids running around constantly defying the rules of both physics and god

Additional Team Greed Doodles:  x x x x x x 

Bonus:

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I don’t think there’s a much more awkward situation to find yourself in than “eternally underaged”

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only love and respect for MY king

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