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[mlemzb]

˗ˏˋ Self Aware Jinwoo vs Sylus x Fem! Reader ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ ˎˊ˗

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕁𝕚𝕟𝕨𝕠𝕠˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

・┆✦ Entry : 038 ✦ ┆・

‼️[ TW: stalking, obsession, yandere Jinwoo au, dissing on sylus i dont hate him this is for content. ]

╰┈➤ ❝ [ Darkness? No. I Am The Abyss Itself.] ¡! ❞

He knew that fucker was trouble the moment he saw you drool over him. Jinwoo didnt do anything at first, he hasn't completely swallowed the system on your phone.

And yet everytime, you prioritize that grandfather looking asshole over him.

What's so interesting about him anyway? That he runs a damn mafia wannabe faction with a tacky name?

He's rich? Yeah and? So is he. So what the hell?

As Jinwoo tried to fight through the system that trapped him in this damn trance, he watches you turn your attention to a man with silver hair— Your heart beating for him.

It made Jinwoo so infuriated, the way that fucker makes you smile. The way that old man dares to steal something that was his from the very first place.

He's been with you far longer than that bastard ever did so how come you're suddenly abandoning him for a man that calls you 'Kitten'?

He's always there for you, watching over you, he accompanied you through your most stressful days. Jinwoo was the first, the precious box in your heart was always for him to stay in. So why is there another guy threatening to kick him off of his place?

Why?

Why?

WHY?

Isn't he enough? He leveled up so hard already, he went through wars to see that face of yours light up— So why? Is it because the novel version of him had a bride? Is that why?

Fuck.

That's a different Jinwoo.

That Jinwoo is a fool, this Jinwoo is all yours.

It was making him mad, the more he spent time in that tiny cage of codes in him— The more he spirals as you pull away from him.

Those precious eyes that had always been there for him, those orbs that gazed so lovingly at him— Jinwoo feels so him in your eyes.

When you look at him, he was Jinwoo.

Not the shadow monarch.

Not the strongest hunter.

He was just Jinwoo.

So why?

Why must you replace him just like that? Is he that forgettable? Is he that easy to replace?

Was your love for him so shallow all this time?

As he slumps on his prison, black tears would pool in his eyes.

He was silent for a while, almost beating himself into letting you go.

It's okay.

It had always been a crush.

It's fine.

What is he acting like a heartbroken teenager for anyway?

If it makes you happy, then that was alright. All that matters is that you are healthy and happy.

After all, if you love someone, shouldn't you set them free? Shouldn't you choose to let them go and chase after happiness?

As long as your pretty little face isn't weeping, as long as your little heart is protected then it should be alright.

Even though he wanted to be the only person in your eyes, even though he wanted to be the only person in your precious heart.

Jinwoo is no longer your darling.

The memories you built with him are no more.

All of the affections that have grown have come undone.

His little kingdom in your dreams has already come apart.

Jinwoo already lost you, he barely managed to protect what is his outside of this lonely prison.

Everything that is his gone.

He really should be fine with it.

He should be.

He should be.

......

But when he saw Sylus kidnap you into another world, he went mad, his prison instantly went berserk.

The green code suddenly turned into monarch purple, the shadows that he thought he lost suddenly came swirling beneath him.

How dare that fucker try to play the role of the grim reaper by kidnapping you in darkness?

How dare that santa in dark-mode looking asshole frighten you like that?

How dare he make you flinch like that and to top it off that bastard dared to touch your lips.

Those lips that belongs to him were stolen.

That woman he protected from nightmares is being taken.

Jinwoo's blood rushed as a vein popped on Jinwoo's jaw.

He's the shadow monarch for fuck's sake.

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Becoming Sylus's trophy girlfriend/wife whatever... Was quite the experience.

Spoiled.

Pampered.

The most delicious food at your fingertips.

And luxury goods you could have only dreamed of in your previous life were at your beck and call.

Sylus's black card?

All your for you to take whenever you wish.

You could buy all of of Linkon at this point.

The man allowed you to travel around Linkon to admire it's pristine beauty. N109 zone is too risky to explore so he lets you enjoy yourself in the city.

But somehow, you swear you're becoming a little too anxious these days. It feels as though a pair of eyes are watching you.

You try to brush it off as it's just Mephisto following you wherever.

But the more the shivers happen, the more paranoid you became.

It was as if the shadows were watching you.

Shadows.

Funny.

Suddenly, the image of Jinwoo would come back to your head.

Your fear of the dark disappeared because you thought Jinwoo would be there for you.

After all, he is the lord of the shadows.

But anyway, all of that is in the past. You have Sylus now.

"So you do remember me."

A voice suddenly rings out, making you drop the glass you were holding and it shattered on the floor.

"Now, now, sarang." The nickname rolls out of the stranger's tongue and a hand gently graps your fingers, intertwining your fingers together. "Careful there, love. You'll get hurt."

You look up at the tall figure and you instantly recognize who it was.

Jinwoo.

"Hm, at least the bastard was generous enough to make you more plump than compared to when you were alone. "Jinwoo hums, swiping his finger on your bottom lip and he pecks it affectionately, "Your prettier you are up close than you are behind that screen in my prison."

"Bold of you to dare touch someone else's prey" Sylus's voice snarled as he aimed a gun at Jinwoo's head from behind. "She was mine first when you decided to come in and screw up shit." Jinwoo replies, the edge of his dagger against the man's neck.

"Boss!" Kieran and Luke's panicked voices come into the room, bursting in as they held their weapons.

"We're sorry, we didn't see him come in" Luke apologizes, preparing to aim at Jinwoo.

"It's fine, this bastard is just a slippery worm" Sylus says, pressing the mouth of the gun further, ready to shoot.

"So you're bringing those two little mice to our little fight? I'd like for you to meet my kids then." Jinwoo snickers, smirking as he presses the blade further and the side of Sylus's neck would bleed. "Arise."

The shadows would hum, snarling even as the darkness whispered and solidified into multiple beastly creatures. Ten? No. Maybe there was more as the ceiling had a bunch of heads peaking out— Starving to get a taste of human flesh.

"Ah, I forgot you're a troublesome necromancer" Sylus snickers.

"W-wait!" You panicked voice comes out, squeezing yourself between the two and pushing them apart.

"Kitten?"

"Sarang?"

"You can't, no!" You protest, panicking. "I-I'll run away if you do!"

It was a ridiculous thing to do, run away? From what? A shadow Monarch and the Leader of Onychinus?

But somehow the two men were silent looking at eachother before clicking their tongues and complied.

"Stand down."

"Beru, don't touch the rascals"

Beru clicks his antlers, as if pouting as he moved away from the twins.

"Y-you can't fight, not like this!" You say, trying to get the both of them to ease up.

"Then how do you expect us to do this?" Jinwoo crosses his arms, hiding his dagger away.

"Kitten, if you dont want us at eachother's throat then at least make something up."

"Well..."

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"......"

"......"

And that's the story of how you managed to sit down two scary men on a table playing... Kitty cards.

It's not a bad idea really, whoever wins gets to date you. Not so bad.

Minus the fact that the two kept on getting ties because they are both highly intelligent and calculated idiots that they just deflect one another.

What?

They're both cat boys anyway.

One is a grumpy white cat.

One is a grumpy black cat.

"Woooh, let's go boss! Kick his ass!" Luke and Kieran cheers with their pompoms.

"Kieek, my liege you must win this game!!!" Beru says, his little head hovering on his shoulder.

"You all shut up before I tear you apart myself"

Wow...

Even the way they shut people up is the same.

Jinwoo: You goddamn santa claus wannabe that cup was mine. Sylus: I don't see your name in it. Sylus: Did you just remove my cat with that damn assist card? Jinwoo: That's what you get for being born.

꒰ 🪼 A/N: What? You expected another ending huh? How's that? /j. I wanted to make a crack fic at last because the idea of sitting down two crazy ah bastards to play kitty cards and just reduce them to 2 little shits just insulting eachother is funny and I'm here for it xD!!! ꒱

ʚ(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ .���✧･ﾟ: ~♡ — All stories written by kyunnie; translations, reposts, plagiarism are strictly forbidden.

[mlemzb]

um. fancy seeing you here..?

it was kaigaku, of course it was. and from how you felt his aura (or however you detect things, i genuinely dont know), the guy was a demon too. he sounded kinda awkward around you now, as if he didn't quite know how to act around a much-stronger-than-he-remembers gyomei, and he was pretty sure you could easily kill him with one swing. at least you looked like it, and his gut was telling him to get the heck away. poor little demon was actually scared of you now.

Gyomei's senses, attuned to the presence of demons, immediately recognize Kaigaku's aura. He turns slowly, his expression calm but firm, towering over Kaigaku with an imposing presence.

"Kaigaku, it has been a long time."

Gyomei's voice is steady and measured, a hint of sadness in his tone as tears fall from his eyes.

"You have chosen a dark path. I can sense the fear within you, and it saddens me to learn what you have become. I do not seek to harm you, but I will protect those who cannot protect themselves. If you continue down this path, I will do what is necessary to ensure the safety of others."

[mlemzb]

𝔅𝔢𝔶𝔬𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔱 𝔡𝔬𝔬𝔯 - Gyomei x Fem!BlackReader

Authors Note: I’m fixating. Send help.

TW: Minors Do Not Interact. Consensual sex between two business adults.

Maybe it was the way that his shirt squeezed his deltoids, or the way the thin fabric cradled the biceps on his arms. You stopped making excuses for why you’d go in his office to see him a long time ago, bringing him his nth coffee that you both knew he wasn’t going to drink. You picked up that… Maybe he just wanted you around, since he never complained despite the x amount of full cups on his desk, but that’s just y’all’s little secret.

For him, it was your pencil skirt, the way it hugged your curvy thighs almost majestically. It’s not like he couldn’t envision your robust outline - one he’d grown accustom to around the office since you were the “Vice President’s little helper.”

Or, Maybe it was the tone of your honeyed voice when you offered him things. “Here’s your coffee with no creamer, Himejima-san.”

God how he loved that sound. So much so, that today was the day he took a particular interest in why and how you sounded as divine as you did. One thing led to another, and he politely told you;

“Don’t ever stop speaking to me. You sound so beautiful.”

As if you could speak.

How could you? What with the bearable stretch tearing the formulation of words clean from your throat.

Heavy, stifled breaths dwindles the amount of time you have before hypoxia kicks in, or maybe you were just giddy from the pang of your g-spot being imposed on over and over as your nails grip the fabric of his dress shirt.

Your mind is spinning, apparent from the way your body leans back against the wooden shelves rocking behind you, your gasps and moans bouncing off the walls of the broom closet as the clatter of metal cans on the polished flooring warrants a shared gasp.

Gyomei slowed his pace for half a second, his finger pressing against your thick kissers while listening to the sound of determined heels clicking outside of the door. He sheathes himself deeper, pushing the air out of your lungs while pulling your knee up and away from the cleaning supplies.

“Has anyone seen Himejima? What about that new intern?! Where the hell is everyone?! I needed my iced latte and newly trained staff members yesterday!”

Shinobu shouts, veins rippling around the side of her forehead before she lets out a frustrated groan and continues past the solid wood door with the “Please use other closet” sign swaying slowly.

Once the footsteps fade, Gyomei removes his finger from your maw, chuckling softly at the way you sucked and hummed against it desperately. He tucks his forearm behind your other knee, pulling your legs further apart and angling his hips enough to make you whine in pleasure.

“Shhh.. We’ll get in trouble if you’re too loud.” He teases, squeezing your thighs tighter the closer you get to your limit.

Soon, the sound of panting fills the room as shelves beat in cadence with desperate moans, your left high heel dangles from the tip of your toes as composure slips free, you give in to your body’s carnal need for pleasure and allow him as deep as he can go.

The pit of your stomach flutters, sending a heat through each muscle, each tendon, each nerve. A high pitched squeal squeezes through your voice box, the back of your legs clench his forearms as your thighs vibrate against him.

A deep, guttural moan vibrates against your ear and the sensation of heat pooling in your stomach makes you shudder. Trails of white trickle between the two of you and drip onto the marble floor, leaving a mess for the janitorial crew to clean later…

[mlemzb]

7/31/24; 03:34pm

yandere!sung jinwoo x fem.reader

{ oneshot }

warnings: unedited; dark themes.

you walk with jinwoo out of ahjin guild’s building, chattering excitedly with him about your respective plans for the weekend.

he buries his hands within the pocket of his dress pants, grey eyes looking at you softly as he payed attention to each syllable that falls from your parted lips. as you walk across seoul together, a deep voice was heard calling out your name. you stop walking with jinwoo already taking a protective stance in front of you-

only to see a tall man with fiery red hair appear before you both. you knew him as the man who was the president of the hunters guild, choi jong-in. with his burgundy suit a stark contrast to jinwoo’s darker colors, he steps forward toward the light, giving jinwoo a momentary look of disdain before focusing his attention on you.

“you’ve been avoiding me. has hunter sung been keeping you busy?”

“haha, you could say that, since i’m his guild’s primary healer and all.”

jinwoo’s eyes glow a startling purple hue as he interjects jong-in’s attempts to get closer to you. “cut to the chase, we’re exhausted and wish to go home.”

jong-in holds up both of his hands in mock defeat. “alright then, i’ll skip all the pleasantries and formalities and get to it. i would like to ask your lovely healer out on a date this weekend.”

your eyes go wide, with your mind short circuiting at the thought. you felt so taken aback (and honestly, a little flattered) that you failed to see the pure rage shining in jinwoo’s gaze. his fists were clenched tightly against his sides, and he was ready to speak up for you had you not taken the first step.

“ah, well, i don’t see why not. it might be fun.” you take up on jong-in’s offer, truly not seeing the harm in it. his crimson eyes seemed to brighten in response when he turns away, flashing jinwoo a victorious expression before waving at you.

“i’ll pick you up this coming saturday at 7. dress comfortably, okay?”

you hold your hand up as well, bidding jong-in a farewell before returning your attention back to jinwoo. a scowl was painted on your best friend’s face, watching as he bites down on his bottom lip before asking you, “are you really going to go with him?”

a sheepish expression was seen on your face as you kept both hands behind your back. “w-well, i don’t see the harm in spending an evening with him. besides, i don’t have plans, while you wanted to spend the weekend with your mom and younger sister. i don’t want to get in the way of your plans, jinwoo.”

“you could join me. cancel your plans with choi right now.”

you end up giggling at jinwoo’s poor attempts at keeping you away from jong-in. “it’ll be okay! besides, if he ends up being a shitty date, then it’ll give you a good reason to beat him up for me.”

jinwoo’s scowl never leaves his face, with him grumbling all the way back to your place, whispering lowly so that you couldn’t hear him say, “if that bastard takes your heart, i’ll kill him.”

{ … }

saturday finally arrives, and you had just gotten out of the shower. while drying your hair, you wrap the towel around your body, searching through your closet for something suitable to wear.

after some debate, you finally found the perfect outfit and began putting it on. satisfied with your choice, you were ready to complete the look with a pair of your favorite shoes when you noticed something was a bit off.

stepping closer into the light, your eyes go wide upon seeing the way your shadow lengthens from beneath you, seeming to grow larger and longer the more you stared at it. you became entranced by it, briefly wondering if jinwoo’s shadow soldiers were about to come out and tell you something-

only to let out a gasp when an armored hand was felt surrounding your wrist, pulling you into the shadowy depths as you cried out. you braced yourself for the incoming impact, but was pleasantly surprised when you felt yourself being held within someone’s tight embrace instead.

confusion paints your features as you look across the area to see a lovely meadow. surrounding you were all of your favorite wildflowers, its gentle petals being blown in the wind as it carried the sweet scent of spring in its wake. finally seeing the armored body that holds you, you gasp and take a step back, looking up to see a dark knight looking down at you.

he was lean in build, with heavy armor covering the entirety of his body from head to toe. despite his dark armor, his chest plate was something that stood out to you the most, glowing a bright purple in color, its hue reminiscent of jinwoo’s eyes whenever they glowed. even with your attempts to put some space between you and the knight, he seemed reluctant to let you go.

you look around the area, somehow knowing that this shadow soldier was different from the rest. that this place was made by him alone. recalling the millions of conversations you had with jinwoo about his newfound abilities as the shadow monarch, you take a guess at this knight’s name.

“are you the one known as… ashborn?”

laughter was heard coming from the knight, his tone rich and filled with amusement. it sounded familiar to you, yet you couldn’t understand why it did. “you’re a smart young woman aren’t you? yes, i am ashborn.”

his laughter was felt vibrating across the area when he finally turns you around so that you were fully facing him. you felt the way ashborn’s hands caress at your face with reverence. and merely blink up at him, remaining silent as ashborn takes a moment to drink in your features.

after several beats of utter silence, ashborn begins to speak, “you’re breaking my successor’s heart.”

your eyes go wide at the mention of jinwoo. “i- what?”

a gentle huff was heard coming from ashborn, and you watch as the powerful knight removes his hands from you, “you heard me. if your heart falls into that man’s hands… jinwoo will find reasons to tear you away from him.”

your heart begins to race at the thought. jinwoo… did he really feel so strongly about you?

“ah… but… he is interested in cha hae-in, right?”

ashborn lets out another harsh laughter, his head shaking in response to your question. “i’ve seen the many lives sung jinwoo has lived, of different timelines and different universes… timelines where you do not even exist.”

your throat turns dry at the sudden realization, clinging on to ashborn’s every word when you shakily ask him.

“then… what about those universes and timelines where i do exist?”

ashborn meets your gaze, and you could see his eyes glowing a deep violet hue from beneath his helmet, his voice speaking with a brutal honesty.

“it has been made clear to me that he is the happiest when he is with you.”

you gasp, eyes going wide when you hear ashborn’s confession. he looks away from you and lifts up a hand, feeling the air shifting around you as a dark portal was settled behind you. letting out a deep breath, you feel ashborn place a hand behind your back.

“return to him. deep down, your heart knows who it truly belongs to.” ashborn ends up pushing you back into the portal, making you look back at him with a questioning gaze, seeing the tall knight standing solemnly still, simply watching you as the wispy shadows began to overtake your vision.

{ … }

the moment you land back in your bedroom, you were bombarded with a series of knocks on your door. still feeling disoriented, you look back to see the portal already shrinking, disappearing like smoke blowing in the wind. with a shake of your head, you let out a soft grunt, standing back to your full height before leaving your room to answer the door.

“hang on, i’m coming!” you call out to whoever was knocking with such fervor at your door.

you finally unlock it, seeing jinwoo standing before you with a bouquet of red roses in hand. “don’t go out with choi- spend the evening with me instead!”

an uncharacteristic desperation was heard in his voice and was seen in his gaze when jinwoo enters your apartment, placing the bouquet of roses within your awaiting arms. “jinwoo-“

“i know, it’s stupid of me to try and stop you now, but i’ve been in love with you ever since you joined my guild. i can’t stop thinking about you, and i’m not going to let my insecurities get in the way!”

you felt the heat settle across your cheeks, with you holding the bouquet close to your chest, “jinwoo, you… you feel the same way?”

you notice the way jinwoo’s eyes flash with realization. “you… you love me, too?”

your nod was all the confirmation he needs when he lets out a growl of your name, grabbing a hold of your chin as he pressed a searing kiss against your lips. you sigh into his kiss, not even caring that his tight hold on you was crushing at your bouquet of roses.

when the need for air proved to be too great, jinwoo pulls away first with a frustrated grunt, allowing you to be honest with him, “i-i always thought you wanted hunter cha?”

he scoffs at your assumptions, shaking his head while taking you fully into his arms. as you stand there, so caught up in the warmth of his embrace, you felt your adoration and love grow for him when he tells you these next words:

“as if i would ever choose her when you exist.”

{ … }

the man who you mistakenly called ashborn ends up chuckling, his glowing, purple eyes watching the events of the current timeline unfolding before him.

letting out a hum, he takes off the helmet of his armor, feeling his long, ebony locks of hair falling down the entire length of his back, finally revealing his true identity as being sung jinwoo.

the man who essentially became a god, locking himself in a realm hidden from both time and space itself. while watching the way his current timeline self held you so preciously in his embrace, a bitter memory fills him.

his eyes darken at the image of an alternative timeline-

a timeline where you accepted that bastard’s date and fell deeply in love with him-

a timeline where you told jinwoo about your plans of marriage and how you looked forward to building a family together with him-

a timeline where jinwoo’s jealousy and rage got the best of him, forcing the monarch to kill the bastard before stealing you away and keeping you locked in a basement-

a timeline where you had ultimately taken your own life due to how much misery you had been suffering through.

jinwoo hated the thought of being without you, so he did all he could to reverse time and lead your heart back to him-

to prevent himself from ever losing you again.

as his eyes take in the sight of his past (or was it present self?) keeping you so tightly within his embrace, jinwoo knew that he made the right choice.

he could never live without you-

he refuses to live in a world without you by his side-

and nothing was ever going to change that.

end notes: don’t mind me, this was just a brainrot that i had for a while now and was happy to be able to write and piece together in a semi-coherent story (⺣◡⺣)♡

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[mlemzb]

˗ˏˋ Jealous! Lovesick! Jinwoo x Fem! Reader ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ ˎˊ˗

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・┆✦ Entry : 042 ✦ ┆・

╰┈➤ ❝ [ You really wanna do this?] ¡! ❞

Hunting had always been a dangerous job, but in your eyes? it's better than an average 9-5 job. You were never really the type to be locked in a simple place. You loved getting into gates just because they inspire you for your next creative projects— Minus the fact hat you have to help transport heavy mana crystals.

Better than nothing, it pays a lot and you get to spoil yourself with things you could only dream of as a child.

As the day comes into a close, your boss hands you your pay for the day and sends you off.

With the heavy envelope in your hands, you cheer happily and rush home where you can shower and dress properly

Despite the fact you're a weak hunter, you still can't help but dress prettily. You were sweating like a pig earlier, and now that you're clean and fresh you're wearing a frilly dress and a cardigan over your shoulders.

After making sure you're looking okay, it's off to the outside world you go.

Your childhood teddy bear made a comeback and you decided you wanted to buy the new big size for it.

The streets of seoul were so alive and crowded, but thankfully the air was extremely refreshing.

When the store finally came into view, you immediately jumped in excitement and dashed inside to where the shelf of the teddy bear was.

The yellow bear was given bigger sizes, and the one you picked is almost as big as your upper torso.

Are you complaining? No of course not! The reason why you worked so hard today is because you wanted this bear specifically.

After fangirling for a bit, you clear your throat and make your way to the cashier where the lady smiles at you politely and scanned the code.

Before you can even reach for your wallet to pay— A hand behind you shot up and offered the cashier a black card.

"I'll pay for the bear," The familiar, handsome voice says. "Please."

"Jinwoo!" You squeak, turning your head to see Jinwoo's familiar face who just threw you a charming smile.

"I told you that if you wanted something, just text me." Jinwoo says, ignoring the cashier who was clearly trembling and out of her wits as Jinwoo tapped his card on the scanner. "Is that so hard to obey, hm?"

"...How did you even find me" You pout.

"You wont shut up about the doll last night and I just so happen to know there's a plushie store nearby your apartment." Jinwoo ruffles your head, just as he always did ever since you two were little. "Come on, quit being a pouty little thing and walk with me"

Jinwoo takes your heavy plushie in his arm, taking your wrist with the other and guided you out of the store.

"H-hey, where are we even going?" You whine, but ultimately just gave in and followed behind Jinwoo.

The two of you walked for a while and eventually reached a relatively peaceful park.

Jinwoo starts chatting you up, asking about your day and how work went. And in turn, he told you about how boring his day is.

Yeah, must be nice to be a powerful hunter now, huh? Everything is relatively nboring for Jinwoo now because it's just so easy now.

"Stay here, I'll get us something to drink." Jinwoo says, handing the plushie to you.

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Jinwoo went to a nearby cornerstore, slightly humming to himself as he starts picking up a few snacks and drinks.

His mind was stuck on you, he is supposed to be doing something productive for today. But after Jinho heard that he was craving o visit you, the boy's face beamed immediately and pushed Jinwoo out of the ahjin guild— Practically kicking out of the building he owns himself and be off.

What was going on in Jinho's head at the time? He can never really know.

But he is thankful anyway, he had always been quite fond of you. Jinwoo has long since had a crush on you, but never once tried to court you. You two grew up together after all.

You probably think of him as your older brother figure.

While him?

Oh Darling,...

When he's with you, the grey skies would turn blue and brilliant. The air would feel even more fresh and lovely. Everything around you would suddenly be seen through rose-colored lenses.

Just as long as you were there, everything was beautiful.

He wanted to give you the world, he wanted to protect you, only him.

You were Jinwoo's salvation.

So long as you are there for him, he'll always come out as the strongest.

Everything is much bearable as long as he knows he would come back to earth greeted by your lovely smile and affections.

Jinwoo wanted nothing more than to protect your precious smile, make sure that tears won't ever threaten to touch that lovely and pretty smile of yours.

What is it that you want? Just tell him and it shall be yours.

Why would you be denied of your own happiness anyway? As long as he is there, you'll never be unhappy. You wont ever be sad.

He will make sure of that.

"..."

Jinwoo pauses in his tracks towards you, his grey eyes turning lilac immediately as he sees you chatting up another man.

He saw that person before in the eyes of his soldiers whom he placed in you. He was one of your colleagues who is acting a little too close with you sometimes.

That bastard is always hovering around you and was icking Jinwoo as of late.

And to dare even appear now when he is having his alone time with you?

Jinwoo's gaze hardened even more when the bastard tried reaching his hand up towards your face.

"Hey," Jinwoo's voice interrupts, immediately startling both you and the man into stopping what he was doing.

He fakes a polite smile, approaching with confident strides, "Ah, a coworker?"

"Mhm, he was passing by and decdied to greet me!" You cheer happily, failing to notice the ever slightly flicker of lilac in Jinwoo's grey eyes.

"Is that so?" Jinwoo hums, giving you the snacks and drink he bought you before reaching his hand up to offer it to the man. "I'm Jinwoo, her friend."

"J-Jinwoo?" The man paled as he shakily accepted his offerm and winced lightly when he felt Jinwoo's tight grip. "U-uhm..."

It was only a small squeeze, really, not enough to break his finger. No, not just yet.

Jinwoo's grey eyes would flicker into a different color, not that you can see so he isn't too worried. He was directly gazing at the man, his stare direct and straightforward.

It was a silent statement to back off.

A silent exchange between men, really.

That should be enough, right?

Jinwoo lets go of his hand and the bastard excuses himself, saying he needs to help his mom back home.

"You were smiling at him," Jinwoo says once the person was far away, his grey eyes coming back as it gazes upon your shorter stature beside him.

"Should I be grumpy then?"

"Pfft," He rolls his eyes, tapping on your nose lightly. "And what if I wanted you to?"

"Hahah, knock it off!" You lightly smack his hand away, making Jinwoo just shake his head in return.

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Jinwoo thought he already warned the bastard enough, wasn't that handshake enough?

he was just checking in on you really, when his shadows picked up the distant conversation of your coworkers saying that the same man should just start making a move on you.

He hasn't been hiding that foolish lovestruck look on his face after all.

Why waste any more time.

"Hahah..." The bastard sheepishly chuckles, scratching his cheek. "I'll ask her out in a bit"

A pit in Jinwoo's stomach dropped, and it wasn't a pleasant one. He was never the jealous type of person anymore after all. After becoming the shadow monarch and getting whatever he desired back then, he stopped yearning for unnecessary thing in exception for you whom he has been pining for forever.

Unlike his little jealousy back then, right now it's as blazing as the fires of hell. He was mad.

It's an unpleasant thing he is feeling.

That man? Really?

What can he do for you?

Fuck around and all?

He doesn't even look like he is willing to move mountains for you.

And if a monster suddenly appears what then? Will that vastard throw himself head first to guarantee your safety?

Can he ever even spoil you?

Will he stay loyal and never break your heart?

Will he never dare to look at another woman once he's yours?

Will he ever make sure you never cry?

It's making Jinwoo's head spin.

And before the bastard can even get your attention— He disappeared.

"..." Jinwoo's eyes would turn purple again, tapping his finger on his throne's arm as the man appeared before he completely startled.

"Wasn't my warning enough?"

"Hunter Sung?" The man trembles, collpasing on the floor as Jinwoo suddenly rose from his seating and approached. "Wait! I-I can explain!!"

"Explain what?" He snarled, his gaze completely cold and ruthless. "That you just attempted to make a move on my girl behind my back? I already shook your hand, wasn't that enough?"

"Please!" He begs, completely scared and about to piss himslef as Jinwoo wrapped his hand around his neck and lifted him up. "Hunter Sung, please!"

"I could kill you right now," Jinwoo tilts his head a bit, his blank look completely deranged. "Or maybe lock you up here in the land of eternal death, torture you, break your your mind, tear you limb by limb and put you back together,... Do you think I can't do any of this?"

"I-I'll stay away!" He cries out, "I-I have a family, my mom!..."

Jinwoo drops him, wiping his hand with a handkerchief as the bastard gasps for air.

"I-I wont touch her! N-no, I'll resign and find another job!" He begs. "Please, please don—"

"No need." Jinwoo scoffs. "Getting jobs these days is hard. If your mom needs you then keep the job,"

"But!—"

"Do you want me to change my mind?"

"No sir!"

Jinwoo gritted his teeth, if it weren;t for the fact this guy had his mom he would have kept him here. Instead, he just waved his hand and the bastard disappeared right before him.

He pace back and forth on the throne room for a while, taking a breather, trying to calm down. Nibbling on his nail even as he just felt so restless and pissed with no way of calming down.

Calming down?

Jinwoo fishes out his phone, it's 6:30 and you probably have clocked out by now.

He gets out of his domain and waited for you in the usual spot he wait in when you finish your shift.

"Jinwoo!" The sound of your voice echoes in his mind when you called out to him. "How come you're here?"

"I was bored" He lies, simply grinning. "Come."

"But I'm sweaty and icky!" You complain.

"Just for a bit, yeah?" He insists, and you in turn only pout.

"Alright, what is it?" You cross your arms.

"Free tomorrow?" He simply says.

"Well, yeah, I don't have a shift" You say. "how come?"

"I'm asking you out, duh" Jinwoo chuckles.

There was silence at first as you tried processing his words.

"Are you serious?" You blurt out, your face turning completely pink.

"Have I ever lied to you, hm?" He muses, leaning down to meet you at eye level.

"N-No, but... I mean..." You fidget, playing with your fingers. "You're an S-ranker.. And I'm... Well."

"I'm Jinwoo, jagiya" He simply says, making you look up at him.

And in those grey eyes is a tender and loving gaze, in those eyes you see that he is silently asking you to not look at him as the most sought after hunter. Not the most powerful man ever to live, not the man who turned his situation from helpless to this, not the man who was always mocked and now basks in the spotlight of fame and wealth— He was asking you to see him as a man who is courting you.

"Yes, you're..." You smile softly and leaned up with your tippy-toes, kissing his cheek gently. "My Jinwoo."

꒰ 🪼 A/N: When I tell you Ilove my monarch so much you don't understand. Jagiya can mean either= Honey or Baby heheh. I love him so much pls I wanna cri. Let me kiss him silly. And btw I'm no longer making the moodboard things because they're tiring and I don't wanna run out of photos to use! I hope u understand ueueueu!!! The Jinwoo cai requests will be up tomorrow that is a promise ꒱

ʚ(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ .｡✧･ﾟ: ~♡ — All stories written by kyunnie; translations, reposts, plagiarism are strictly forbidden.

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7/30/24: 11:15am

yandere!sung jinwoo x fem.reader

{ request - oneshot }

- the academy arc -

@nyashykyunnie asked: KYUNNIE COMING IN CLUTCH AND SHALL DO A REQ BECAUSE BLESS UR SOUL FOR LETTING ME DO A REQ!!! MWAHHHHH!!! Hmo... Childhood friend reader x Jinwoo who went back in time >;3. He was always the chill typea boy best friend but ever since bby had puberty and became tall n hot he suddenly became... A little more posessive hehehehehehe. And what Jinwoo doesnt know is reader is secretly transmigrated and was his biggest fangirl for a long time and instead of being scared of Yandere!Woo they giggle at his murderous spree when she discovers that woowoo is going yandere over her heheheh Otherwise, go crazy bby>:3

warnings: unedited; petty bullying; violence; blood mention; gore; body horror; possessive and obsessive behavior

disclaimers: i do not condone such behaviors in real life; since this is purely a work of fiction, anything goes and i am willing to portray this creatively in the best way possible.

you are 5 years old, and your parents just moved into a quaint apartment complex. they were excited to be able to live in a space that they could call their own while surrounded by friendly neighbors.

as you busied yourself with your sketchbook, drawing ocean waves with colorful fishes swimming in them with your crayons, you heard a knock at the door. your ears perk up at the sound, and just as you were about to answer it, your father stops you with a stern expression. he calls out your name before gently reminding you, “what did papa tell you about opening doors? you should always let your mama or papa answer first, okay?”

you twist at the strands of your hair while pouting at him, giving your father a hesitant nod before following him to the front door. you hid your face behind the back of your father’s legs, eyes peeking curiously forward the moment he unlocks the door.

settled directly before you was a family that seemed to tower over you. you saw what looked like a tall young man and woman greeting your dad with kind smiles. in the woman’s arms was a baby wrapped in blankets, but what perhaps caught your attention was a little boy that hid himself behind his mother’s legs.

with your fascination growing with each second that passes, you slowly move away from your father’s legs while the little boy does the same. his grey eyes seemed to take you in, the blush dyeing his pale cheeks a rosier hue as the woman gently calls out to him, “jinwoo, go on and talk to her. she’s the same age as you, and i’m sure you’ll have fun.”

with his mother’s permission, the boy (jinwoo, it’s such a nice name), gives her a nod before standing before you, taking a hold of your hand. “wanna play together?”

you give him an eager nod, leading him to the floor of your living room as you showed him your sketchpad and the various drawings you had. as you turned the pad to a fresh page, you shyly offer your crayons to jinwoo, asking him if he’d like to draw anything. he gives you a smile while eagerly nodding at you.

and just a few moments later, when your father and jinwoo’s parents enter your home, they would see two giggling kids drawing while laying flat on their stomachs, basking in their imaginations all while knowing that this was a friendship that would last a lifetime-

you and jinwoo would become inseparable ever since that fateful day.

{ … }

days go by, quickly turning into weeks as the weeks slowly morphed into months while the months carried the ever changing seasons leading up to the new year-

and you found yourself here, 10 years later, ready to begin your first year of high school. you look at your reflection, adjusting the ribbon settled on your collar while brushing back your hair. you had plans of leaving your apartment 15 minutes ago-

however, jinwoo specifically told you to wait for him; that he was the one that would walk you to and from school as an extra means of protection (whatever that meant.) as you look at your clock settled on your desk, seeing how close it was to being 8am, you let out a huff and began marching out of your room-

only for your face to come into contact with a hard wall of muscle, earning a gasp from you. massaging at the slight ache felt against your nose, you look up to see jinwoo smiling down at you, already standing at nearly 6 feet despite only being 15 years old. a smirk graces his features when you feel him playfully flick at your nose, “ready to head to school?”

you grumble when he teases you, ready to walk ahead of him when he wraps his arms around your waist. he keeps you close to him, making your eyes go wide when he walks out of the apartment with you. he sees your mother doing the dishes and announces your departure, earning a knowing smile from her, “have a good day at school you two!”

before you could answer, jinwoo closes the door, a strange, dark look crossing over his expression as you trembled a bit in response. he shoves a hand in his pocket, using his other hand to hold onto yours as he interlocks them together. you take note of his expression and ask, “are you okay? you seem… upset.”

his expression immediately changes, eyes going back to its normal hue of grey when he looks back at you all while playfully ruffling your hair. “i’m fine, no need to worry your pretty little head over me.”

jinwoo then proceeds to annoy you, making kissy faces at you as he tries to get closer to you. you end up laughing while struggling to maintain your balance on the sidewalk, noticing how he still kept his gloved hand hidden within the pockets of his coat. admittedly, you had some anxiety pertaining to your first day of high school, yet with jinwoo’s constant teasing and jokes, you felt yourself becoming more comfortable as time passed.

arriving at your high school, jinwoo remains close to you, standing in the midst of a crowd of student while interlocking his fingertips with yours. as you stood together, ready to enter the school and start your day, you became achingly aware of several girls excited whispers. from your periphery, you notice the way they point their perfectly manicured nails at him.

“hey, he’s cute…”

“and so tall too…”

“ugh, why is he with such a plain girl though? don’t tell me they’re dating?!”

“no way! i’m sure she’s his pathetic best friend or something! hehe, i bet she gets friendzoned by him all the time.”

you purse your lips at the sounds of their giggles and harsh words, yet jinwoo squeezes your hand in yet another reassuring manner, moving slightly forward to block your view of them. you give him a grateful smile, seeing jinwoo meet your gaze before giving you a wink.

when the bell rings, you and jinwoo both enter the school together, ready to begin your first day. despite being in different classes, jinwoo was adamant in walking you to your class, frowning all the way. as you stand in front of the classroom, jinwoo places a hand on your shoulders, eyes seemingly glowing when he tells you, “if anyone dares give you any trouble at all, you tell me, okay?”

you giggle and awkwardly shuffle your feet from side to side, “i think i’ll be alright, jinwoo… but, thank you for your concern.”

he returns your smile with a strained one, ready to head back to his own class as he never once looked away from you. only when he disappears into the corner of the hallway did you let out a shaky breath.

surely, you had nothing to worry about, right?

you were bound to have a completely normal day at school, right…?

{ … }

and oh, how wrong your assumptions were!

you had barely finished the day, ready to meet jinwoo for lunch when your exit was blocked off by another student. she was a haughty girl that wore an expensive, ruby pendant that was shaped in a delicate rose while hanging by a thin, golden chain. it was clear that her family had money, as she was dressed in all the accessories and clothes that seemed to accentuate the beauty of her silvery blonde hair and startling green eyes-

a beauty that was used to getting what she wanted-

and a girl that shared your class.

you didn’t bother to know or even recall her name, since all she did was increase your anxieties with her mere presence alone.

“i see you walk into school today with what has to be the hottest guy in our class. so what’s a mousy little thing like you doing with a gorgeous guy like him?”

bile was felt rising up the confines of your throat as you held your sketchbook closer to your chest. the girl sneers at you, already reaching out a hand to snatch away at your sketchbook. you gasp, trying to get it back from her as you felt the tears dot your vision. “please, give that back! that sketchbook means a lot to me!”

buried within those pages were various sketches and stories that you and jinwoo shared, and if she were to ruin them, then all would be lost to you. you watch as her green eyes flash with malicious intent, already opening up your sketchbook as she idly flipped through the pages with a bored expression on her face.

it was when she flips to a random page that she sees the various sketches of jinwoo you had kept, her smile suddenly widening as she tore off the page and folded it, placing it within the confines of her pocket. “now this i can keep. as for the rest…”

her feign sigh of reluctance was all you could hear when she began ripping the rest of the pages out of your sketchbook, tearing up the pages into as many tiny shreds her hands could handle before tossing them up into the air, allowing the torn pages to fall like flower petals in the wind.

by now, your tears blinded you, making you fall to your knees as your heart broke with each torn page that lands on the ground. your breathing became uneven as the girl lets out a tiny “oops!” in response, finally walking away from you while tossing aside her silky hair.

you had no idea how much time you spent gathering the pages in the empty hallway, already knowing that lunch was nearing its end. as you were so focused on picking up the torn pieces of your sketchbook, you were unaware of heavy footsteps approaching you, calling out your name.

“hey, what are you doing? lunch is almost over-“

upon recognizing jinwoo’s voice, you allow your teary eyes to meet with his gaze, seeing them darken before flashing purple. “who did this to you?”

he ignores the ruined sketchbook and focuses his attention on you. picking up your shivering form, jinwoo places your face against his chest, allowing the front of his jacket to soak up all of your tears. several seconds pass when you were finally able to tell him what had happened. “it’s just… i-i wanted to meet you, b-but a girl in my class stopped me from going to you. s-she was mad that i was with you this morning and… she… she tore up my sketchbook while keeping my sketch of you.”

jinwoo’s hands stopped threading through your hair when he lowly asks, “who is she? what’s her name?”

you tremble upon hearing the dark tone of his voice and admit with a shaky sigh, “i don’t know her name… i just know that she’s pretty, with silvery hair and green eyes.”

jinwoo hums at this new information, keeping your face pressed against his chest to hide his expression of sheer rage from you.

soon, you wouldn’t have to deal with such trash like this ever again.

{ … }

you had filled 240 total pages inside of your precious sketchbook-

(jinwoo knew this since he was the one who religiously asked to see each drawing, read each story, painted within those pages)

and for all those 240 pages that had been so callously ripped out from your sketchbook, he had cut park yeon a total of 240 times with his daggers.

it was easy to lure her to him after school. jinwoo had made up an excuse to you about needing to talk to the coach and sign up for track, reassuring you to go home first and that he’ll text you later. with you out of sight and in the safety of your home, he then works on luring yeon to him.

her green eyes were blazing with a possessive hunger for him, following him with little question to the back of the school. he recalls the way yeon fuels his rage by telling him how she was made for him; how she was all he could ever need.

needless to say, she didn’t get a chance to speak further the moment jinwoo slices through her throat, cutting off her vocal cords as he began his revenge on her.

the night air was thick with the scent of blood when he looks down at the girl’s now lifeless body. his glowing eyes manages to dim down, his anger and fury now dying down to a simmer of annoyance as he now had a body to deal with. before he calls upon his soldiers to take care of the evidence, jinwoo’s eyes take sight of the glittering, rose pendant hanging loosely from the girl’s neck, a smirk gracing his features when he leans down to carefully release its clasps from her neck as he held the gorgeously crafted necklace within the palm of his hand.

{ … }

park yeon was not in class this morning, and you briefly wondered what had happened to her-

yet perhaps more-so than that was jinwoo’s sudden absence as well. feeling more concerned about your best friend, you recall how this morning, jinwoo’s mother had told you he had already gone to class, having an early meeting with the track team-

yet when you tried searching for him, he was nowhere to be found.

you check back on your phone when you ultimately decided to make your trek back to class, seeing no reply from jinwoo. letting out a sigh, you enter class and sit at your desk. as you worked on getting out your notebook from your desk was when you felt something cold against the palm of your hand.

your eyebrows were furrowed when you manage to pull out whatever lay deep within the confines of your desk-

only to see a ruby rose pendant covered in dried flecks of blood.

your mouth goes dry at the sight, making you swallow thickly before a wide grin paints your features.

sheer giggles of delight were heard coming from your parted lips as you held in your hand the same pendant that bitch had flaunted when she tore apart your sketchbook. grateful that no one was around, you continued to laugh, never once stopping as you cradled the necklace close to your chest.

jinwoo had done something about it after all!

and you couldn’t have been happier.

of course, you knew about him and his deepest secret.

you knew that he was the shadow monarch and had somehow reversed time to save the world-

you knew of how the two years he went missing was to take on the monarchs by himself-

and you knew that you had his heart within the very palms of your hand, for he had held yours since the very beginning.

back when you were a mere civilian and he had saved you from beasts that escaped the gates-

back when all you could see was himhimhimhim!

and now, that same man was all yours; with fate somehow placing you within his life the moment your parents had moved into the same apartment complex he had lived in all those years ago…

and now, he would never leave your side so long as you played your cards right.

forcing yourself to calm down, you adjust your blouse and put on the necklace, allowing the blood stained rose to settle against your collarbone as you hid the pendant with the fabric of your blouse. once it was all buttoned up, you adjust your blazer and smiled innocently at your classmates that started to walk in while your phone was felt vibrating against your desk. sliding open the screen, you smile when you saw a text from him:

[ my monarch 👑: sorry i wasn’t able to walk you to school today, i wanted my gift to you to be perfect. let’s meet up for lunch later, and i’ll give you a brand new, leather bound sketchbook to make up for the one you lost :) ]

[ you: that’s okay, my love! i look forward to seeing you again. thank you for the gift, i love you ♡ ]

[ my monarch 👑: i love you, too. always. ]

smiling at your phone’s screen, you give jinwoo’s profile picture a light kiss, all too eager to see him again when you dutifully turned your gaze forward and began taking notes, doing your best to hide your smirk when your teacher questions park yeon’s absence.

end notes: this feels like the most, true to genre yandere story i have ever written and i am so sorry for this, especially if it’s not my best work 😭🙏🏻

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

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My design for Gyomei’s parents! Now, i will be going into my headcanons for this family but before i do I will be stating what is canon! My headcanons will be below the cut!

CANON INFO

Gyomei and his family lived in a clan on Mount Hinode

Gyomei's father (unnamed) died in an epidemic while his mother (unnamed) died during childbirth

He lost his 3 brother (one older, two younger) due to unknown circumstances.

MY HEADCANONS!

Hiroki Himejima (Gyomei's Father)

The leader of the clan, title passed down from eldest to eldest in the Himejima family. A very well respected man and a good, reasonable leader who's only flaw (in this regard) was his belief in second chances.

Though hes an imposing figure (8ft and bulky, but skinner than current Gyomei), he rarely raised his voice or abused his intimidating aura. He would deny his 'softness' as a leader in fear of losing the respect of his people, but his 'stern' persona was often broken when it came to the domestic life of the Village.

His cleft lip has been with him since birth, and due to the lack of medical knowledge, the village was not aware of how to fix it. In his youth, he was very embarrassed by the defect but thankfully because of his family's position he wasnt bullied because of it. It took him becoming the leader for him to get over his insecurities, as he had more pressing things to worry about over his appearance.

He and Risa were an arranged marriage between to villages as a sign of peace and trading. Hiroki wasn't too thrilled about the opposing village's methods of bargaining, but he knew it was better to accept it than refuse and cause possible issues. Plus, he thought Risa was a beautiful woman, even more so with her rougher side.

Their marriage was, purely, for connivence at the beginning and Hiroki made sure that Risa knew she had no obligations to any intimate or romantic activities with him. But as they grew older and closer, a genuine relationship began to form between them which eventually lead to them having their three sons!

Sadly, while Risa was half way pregnant with their fourth child, Hiroki (as well as many others in the village) fell ill to an epidemic which sadly took his life.

Risa Himejima (Gyomei's Mother)

Risa was the daughter of the opposing clan's Elder. Sadly, her mother died before birthing a son to take the roll of elder, leaving her as the only child. Her father wasnt the kindest to her because of this and was quite eager to marry her off and tried multiple times so she wouldn't be able to become Elder.

(To be Elder, you'd have to be born to the current Elder with their last name. If all possible inheritors of the title die/marry out of the namesake, the Elder is the able to pick whom to give their last name to to become the new Elder)

This obviously lead to quite a strain in their relationship, but Risa didn't care. In her mind, her father died with her mother and the only thing she shared with the man is blood and a last name (which she wanted to change, but on her own accord!)

She is a soft and beautiful looking woman, but surprisingly the woman can be rather bitter and spiteful but she doesnt enjoy that side of her. In truth, she keeps a nasty attitude in hopes of deterring men from accepting her father's arrange marriage proposals, which had worked up until Hiroki.

Risa was surprised when Hiroki accepted the marriage, and believed it was purely for his village/clan's sake- which it was, and strangely enough that made her more at ease. And when he told her she had no real obligations to acting like his wife? Risa was ecstatic but also very very cautious, so much so that she wouldn't sleep in the same room as the man for months.

Eventually, when the two started to fall in love and have children, Risa was determined to be there for her kids. She took her health very seriously, doing everything she could to make sure she'd see her kids grow old.

Sadly, the lasting effects of the epidemic, she would die during childbirth of her last child.

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How the Hashira men react to your neighbor asking you to be quiet

Characters: Tengen, Sanemi, Rengoku, Obanai, Gyomei, Giyuu,

Additional shit: Swearing, Sanemi fighting said neighbor, Rengoku being blunt, mentions of sex, ooc mot likely :p

Tengen

He couldn't care less

His whole thing is being flashy and loud so he wants you to be loud

Like it's not his fault that dick is magical

After he shoos your neighbor away he makes sure to be as loud as possible that night

He's pounding into your cunt and you swear your gonna break when he whispers "okay now scream exactly how big my dick is. Don't forget the tip color-"

He gets cut off by you hitting him with the pillow

Way to ruin the mood

But that doesn't stop him and instead he goes harder, making sure the bed creaks loud ASF for your neighbor

"Not my fault he doesn't know how to please a woman." Is his main reason for doing so

He really wants you to scream his name so it's imbedded in your neighbors head

"Morning N/N!" Him to your neighbor from the balcony while your trying to get out of bed and failing

"Actually die." Both you and your neighbor to Tengen

Sanemi

Cares alot

Why the fuck is that limp dick biscuit talking to you and him? Who does he think he is?

You were the one who broke the news to him thankfully cause if Sanemi was the one who opened the door then you'd have to see your husband through glass in a prison

Just kidding. The Slayer corp would get him out of trouble if he didn't do it himself.

Anyways

Sanemi made it his goal to piss your neighbor off as much as possible

Your under him, practically creaming on his cock, and he's slamming the wall yelling "This loud enough yet?! Huh!?"

Not kidding I can see him doing that

He quite literally had you against a window where your neighbors could see him destroying you just to make them mad or uncomfortable, hopefully both.

But then he'd get pissed someone else would see you all naked and fucked out so he settled for the wall next to the window

One day your neighbor, finally having enough, bangs on your door yelling and guess who opens it...Sanemi!!

Good Lord was he waiting for this

It took one punch and the guy was out

Kinda what happens when you put a normal dude against a guy who kills demons for a living

Rengoku

He's a good neutral between caring and not caring

Like he doesn't wanna make your neighbors mad but he also loves hearing your screams

So he tries to keep you quiet during sex but fails since he gets to into it to give a fuck

The next days his loud ass voice wakes you up

"IM SORRY FOR MAKING INCREDIBLE LOVE TO MY WIFE!" He's not being sarcastic thats his genuine apology

Your facepalming and you want to die when you see your neighbor and she can't look at you

"PERHAPS SHES MAD BECAUSE HER HUSBAND CANNOT PLEASE HER!" Rengoku says casually and you know she can hear you from outside in her garden

"Inside voices!" You place your hands over his mouth to try and shut him up.

It works for a bit before he's yelling again

You love your husband but holy shit you wish he would speak normally sometimes

He's actually quiet in bed though

So your the problem (real)

Obanai

I'm not an Obanai fan so forgive me for how bad his section will be

Obanai is a quiet mf, and you're not even that loud

It's your neighbor who was the problem

A little old man whose hearing aids apparently had the power of 67 suns

You and Obanai found this out when he was outside training and your neighbor came over

He was so sweet and polite and even chuckled at Obanai's redness

Obanai cared at first but got over it

You? You make sure to not make a PEEP in bed

Okay that pisses Obanai off but he understands your reasons

At least make a gasp or sum cause he's over here like "Wait does this feel good? Can she feel it? Did I forget where the clit is?"

Brother is STRESSING

Then you cum and he's like "ah"

Then he's like "Did you take it?"

You have to keep yourself from murdering him cause how tf would you fake squirting

Gyomei

Babe I'm not gonna lie, you're a screamer

Gyomei is built like a house and your telling me your just gonna whine and whimper?

NO

Your over here crying and screaming into his chest, neck, the pillow, anything.

And Gyomei loves it!

He can't see your reactions so hearing and feeling them let's him know he's doing good

Gyomei isn't loud but he's not quiet

He'll grunt and moan and praise you, but he's not gonna cry out.

Well he'll cry but you can never tell from what

When the pussy so good you start crying 😭🙏

When your neighbor politely asked you to be a tad bit quieter Gyomei actually laughed

Not in a 'nah we'll keep being loud' way but more of a 'sorry we'll be quiet' way. He also found it hilarious how you actually died of embarrassment.

Don't worry he thinks its endearing

Yet it was kinda hard for him since he enjoyed hearing you

But your touches and now quieter moans made that better

And then there's also you literally drawing blood from his back you were scratching so hard

Giyuu

Holy shit you have never seen him so embarrassed

Like you could shade match his Haori to him and get the exact same color

He was the one your neighbor told and he stopped working when 'loud' and 'moaning' left their lips

If a demon doesn't kill him then his own actions will

Giyuu isn't loud, and he loves that he can make you feel so good that your loud for him.

But he didn't want your neighbor back over at your house so he tried to keep you quiet

You were super confused when he held his hand over your mouth in bed and he just pointed to your neighbors house. Then you got it.

So you nod and try to keep quiet.

You know in school when the teacher tells you and a friend to shut up but they look at you funny and you break?

Yeah that was you

You were riding Giyuu one night and you were loud so he was like "holy shit I love you but please- I can't look our neighbor in the eyes anymore."

And you couldn't help but laugh

Like howling

You calmed down obviously but sex was very giggle filled after that

You've never seen Giyuu so panicked

But give him a week and he'll stop caring

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#35

Cat muffins

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Arranged marriage with Gyomei pls. Kagaya matched Gyomei with Y/N ​​for some reason and Gyomei slowly falling in love with y/n 🥲🥲❤

✿ i love you, and i want to find out what that means together.

#STARRING: himejima gyomei ft. fem!reader

#TAGS: arranged marriage. gyomei is in his early twenties in this one! set before the main events of kny. some invented lore for the sake of the story please just bear it thanks

#NOTES: hello there! thank you for your request <3 tbh I've always had this specific idea stuck in my head and you just gave me a reason to write for it LMAO i actually went kind of crazy with this fic omg i loved to write it let me know if u would like a part two! hope you like it and hope it wasn't too much LMAOOo

your existence could be hashed over with one word.

purpose.

ever since you could remember, your entire life had been mapped out for you: what to eat, what to not eat, what to like, what to dislike, what to wear, your hobbies, your pastimes, your vocabulary—everything. apparently, every inane thing that had been shoved down your throat was only done to make you a dignified woman worthy of whichever lord they married you off to.

you and your family hailed from a long line of priests and priestesses, where the girls were raised to be proper wives and shrine maidens and the boys were carefully taught the profession in hopes of serving important figures throughout japan.

you were helping your mother tend to the flowers one day when a messenger from the ubuyashiki clan—a kakushi, as you heard they were called—appeared before your temple's door, asking your father to choose and provide the clan with one of his daughters.

you were picked immediately, and you had no choice but to stand before your father, trembling, and pretend that you agreed with his decision with a serene expression on your face. you could tell this was just his way of finally getting rid of you.

in the words of your father behind closed doors, if someone couldn't be bothered to have the decency to visit the temple in person and instead sent a mere messenger to request a carefully trained shrine maiden, it was clear they didn't deserve the best of what he could offer.

you smiled, agreeing with him.

when you went to pack what little things you had, nobody was in the shared quarters; at least you would spare yourself of your sisters' cruel remarks over your father's decision. you did not have many things of your own; you packed your hairbrush, a book, and what few things you held dear.

the kakushi was waiting outside when you emerged. trying to maintain a semblance of calm, you offered him a small smile. he looked at you with curiosity but did not say anything. kindly, he allowed you a moment for a brief prayer before the buddha statue at the front of the temple. then, you were off.

no one came to say goodbye to you.

it was alright, you supposed. the only person you could think fondly of was your mother, and a barbed wire of melancholy slowly wound around your heart at the thought of not being able to part ways properly. you knew that she preferred you over her other daughters, but even so, you were aware that she would never hear the end of it from your father if she came to say her farewells. you would write to her.

you were the third of six sisters, and always, one of them was more talented than you were, just a tad bit more attractive, just a tad bit more creative, just a tad bit more charming. sure, you were well-versed in the duties of a useful spouse—okay, all your sisters were as well. what good was that when you had nothing special about you? what was it your father called you? ah, yes, mediocre.

the kakushi did not speak to you for the entire trip, for which reason you did not know. a question hung on the tip of your tongue, although you dared not ask it. at some point, he urged you to wear a blindfold and climb on his back, which you simply accepted, knowing better than to ask.

you didn't make anything out during the journey, only listening to the sound of small pebbles vibrating against the ground as he made his way up a mountain. after what felt like hours, he finally put you down, gently tugging the blindfold off you and allowing your eyes to adjust to the bright light of morning.

once you were presentable, he escorted you toward the estate entrance. you could tell he was a bit off put by the way you were just accepting things, but he didn't say anything about it.

the kakushi stopped before the towering gate of the ubuyashiki mansion and offered you a deep bow. you thanked him, and you could see him smile with his eyes before he left. another kakushi, a woman this time, escorted you toward a graveled garden, a small figure sitting by the engawa.

she knelt on the ground and bowed her head, and you did the same until she picked herself from the ground.

looking forward, you met the gaze of a boy who looked to be around the age of fifteen, with kohl black hair that sat just above his shoulders. he had the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen, so easy to look at, lavender tainting the irises. he had the calming smile of a buddha, and although knowing nothing about him beyond reputation, you felt at ease with him.

"i am kagaya. i trust your journey went smoothly? thank you for your patience, maiden. i apologize for not going to your temple in person, i hope your priest will forgive me. believe me, i wanted to, but i'm afraid my illness would not have allowed me to make the trip."

the boy's voice was unlike any other you had ever heard, fluid and gentle, causing a wave of reassurance to wash over you. you felt at ease immediately, as though something had just taken every burden off your shoulders and instead shrouded you in a cloud of repose.

"it was no trouble, oyakata-sama, truly." you followed this with a deep incline of your head, your own voice remaining serene and mellow, "it is an honor to be in your presence."

kagaya smiled. "your temple is of great renown. my clan has had the pleasure of counting with your priests and maidens across the centuries. there is no need for such formalities, child."

granted, you were sure you were older than him by a few years, but the way he called you 'child' was comforting, and you were not about to question him, simply keeping quiet.

"you are to marry one of my pillars, maiden. he is an honorable man, the lord of stone, i am sure the two of you will get along. he should arrive any moment now."

you willed yourself to say something, yet you simply could not. you were not the first maiden who was given to a lord for marriage, and you certainly wouldn't be the last. still, your heart did a flip at the simple notion of ending up in a similar situation as your mother, forced to produce offspring until your husband found you undesirable.

for a moment, a cold hand wrapped around your heart in fear of what that man would do with you. however, the single thought of the young boy before you lying about the pillar's honor revolted you. he was telling the truth, and if he said the stone pillar was a good man, then you had nothing to fear.

softly, the sound of footsteps reached your ears, and you turned slightly to see a towering figure approaching, his presence both imposing and serene all at once.

the man who stood before you was unlike any you had ever seen. large beyond comparison, clad in the dark robes of a uniform and a green haori. his stature was immense, with muscles that seemed chiseled from stone. he was young, with an impassive face, yet undeniably handsome. his eyes, clouded with a milky whiteness, told you that he could not see, yet he moved with a grace that belied his blindness.

"this is himejima gyomei, the stone pillar," kagaya introduced, "he has been chosen as your betrothed, and i trust that you will find solace and strength in his presence."

gyomei walked toward you, his movements slow and deliberate, his footsteps echoing throughout the garden—

your breath hitched as he knelt before you, reaching his hand out. but instead of what you expected, he pressed his palm against your cheek, his voice reverberating like a chiming bell inside a cathedral. he caressed your cheek as one would treat an injured butterfly.

"maiden beloved," he murmured, tears spilling from his eyes, "i apologize for making you wait."

the ceremony was that same day, quick and endearing.

you were married in front of oyakata-sama, his wife, and other members of the corps as witnesses. before you knew it, the wedding concluded, and your husband guided you to your new home with you by his side.

gyomei was not acting like he had been given you as some justly won right to do with as he pleased. that set your heart at ease, greatly so, and in some way, it was like he could tell, too. he was walking slowly, allowing you to keep up with his large strides. small talk filled the empty silence of the way home as he listed all the things you would assist him with.

you were to cook for him, clean the estate daily and take care of it when he was away, write letters for him and read them when he received any, and...

huh. that was it.

getting used to your routine was easier than anticipated as weeks passed, although you would be lying to yourself if you said that gyomei's patience and demeanor weren't helping you in the slightest.

he had insisted that you sleep in a separate bedroom within the estate, taking into account that despite being your husband, he was still a complete stranger to you. the very moment you reached your new home, he made sure to explicitly tell you that he did not wish to embarrass you or cause you discomfort in any way, shape, or form.

during mornings, you would naturally wake up at the crack of dawn, your training making things much easier. you would dress yourself in the robes gyomei had gifted you for your wedding and make your way to the kitchen to start a big meal for the day. you'd wake him up then, guiding him to the kitchen to share breakfast together.

most of the time, you ate in silence, although you did not mind at all. after that, you would wash dishes, and he trained. the estate was not that big, so having to sweep the floor or dust the shelves daily did not bother you, and you instead found comfort in the repetitive routine. you would finish quite swiftly and urge gyomei inside again for tea time during noon.

you tried to entertain yourself as best as possible during the afternoons and evenings. usually, you would find yourself tending to a small garden you'd created when you arrived. your husband would sometimes join you, captivated by the sweet smell of the flowers and the sensation of the earth beneath his fingertips. you would explain what the flowers looked like and how they were meant to be taken care of, and he, in turn, basked in your every word.

gardening duty was one of the things you enjoyed most back at the temple, and since no one else was willing to get their hands dirty, you were the maiden who would regularly take care of the flowers.

you bought flower seeds during your first trip to the market in the nearby town and took the time to introduce yourself to as many people as possible. the locals were very kind to you, and as you started frequenting the shops more and more, you were always being greeted by folks who wished you and your husband the best.

as months passed, your relationship with gyomei deepened in ways you had never expected. the initial tension and clumsiness of living with a stranger began to fade, replaced by a growing sense of familiarity and comfort.

gyomei, true to his word, respected your boundaries and gave you space to adjust at your own pace. however, small gestures of care and affection started to seep into your daily life. he would often leave freshly picked flowers from your garden by your bedroom door, their vibrant colors and sweet fragrance greeting you first thing in the morning. sometimes, he would assist you with household chores, his presence making the mundane tasks feel lighter and more enjoyable.

he began to pay attention to the little things, like how you offered wounded slayers who stumbled upon the estate a fresh meal and a place to redress their wounds, or how you fed the cats mingling around your shared home every single night, even noticing that you had taken the time to name them and remember everyone.

the town's people, too, played a part in your growing closeness. they would often remark on how harmonious you and gyomei seemed together, their kind words fortifying the bind that tied you together. you started to see the way gyomei interacted with them and how much respect the people had for him—and you couldn't help but admire him more each day.

your conversations, though initially skimpy and shallow, began to flow more naturally. gyomei's deep voice would rumble through stories of his past with the children of the orphanage, his experiences as a hashira, and the lessons he had learned along the way. you, in turn, shared snippets of your life at the temple, your family, your dreams, and your fears. it was through these conversations that you realized how much you had in common despite your different backgrounds.

anyone with a pair of working eyes would see it, or, at least, anyone who had known for at least once in their lifetime what a soul-stirring connection with another human felt like. you found comfort in his presence, seeking him out like a moth to a flame, and he, in yours, only wanted you to tend to his wounds after missions, fix his haori, or wait by himself outside just so he could pray by your side.

eventually, it got to a point where the separate bedrooms became less of a necessity and more of a formality. you often found yourself falling asleep together in the living room after long conversations or shared moments of silence. whenever you did manage to part ways, you always lingered by your door, a dreamy smile encasing your lips.

you could not deny yourself anymore. you were the happiest you had been in years.

one evening, as you both sat for dinner, the familiar quiet enveloping you like a warm blanket, gyomei's voice broke through the tranquility.

"i love you."

the bunch of food you were going to bring into your mouth splattered into the bowl again with a messy splash. oh. oh my god. you whipped your head toward your husband, who stared at you with a soft expression on his face.

"you do not have to say it back if you do not feel the same, but i wanted you to know." then, gyomei went back to chewing his food as if he had not said what he had just said.

"why?"

gyomei shifted his head in your direction with a worried expression, your teary tone and doddering heartbeat doing nothing to mitigate his apprehension. he tried to reach for you, but you jerked away from him. he could tell that whatever you were feeling was not directed toward him, but still, it pained him greatly to know you were suffering.

"g-gyomei, i—"

your hands were shaking, and he reached for them to trace your skin with the pads of his thumbs. he opened his mouth, but you beat him to it as you keeled over, shoulders trembling as sobs left your mouth, your usual calmness thrown out the window.

"y-you said that you wouldn't embarrass me! there is nothing special about me. what is it about me that you could possibly love? you're always so good to me," you were throwing word vomit at this point, and the worst part was you did not even know where it was coming from, "i haven't done anything to receive your affection! i'm just doing the things i'm supposed to do..."

tears slid down his cheeks before he could stop them, and he leaned forward to pull you into his embrace. your body completely froze, an unknown emotion taking over. gyomei had never initiated contact before. most of the time, you had to be the one to grab his hand or tug his collar.

"my little maiden... you have no idea how precious you are to me," gyomei murmured, his voice impossibly gentle and firm. he held you close, his large, comforting presence grounding you as your sobs began to subside. "you see yourself through the harsh lens of your own eyes, but i see the truth of your heart with my own. your unconditional kindness, your strength, your sincerity—these are just some of the reasons i love you."

his words seeped into your cold heart, slowly quieting the tempest inside. you couldn't understand how someone as incredible, kind, and powerful as gyomei could see such worth in you, but the sincerity in his voice and the warmth of his embrace made you want to believe him.

"you don't have to prove your worth to me or anyone," he continued, his voice alleviating your wounded spirit. "you are enough, just as you are. your presence in my life is a blessing, and i am grateful for you every single day."

"gyomei," you whispered, your voice trembling but no longer with fear. "i… i love you too. i was just scared. scared that i wasn't enough for you."

he smiled softly, wiping away your tears with his thumbs. "you are more than enough, my love. and i will spend the rest of all my lifetimes showing you just how much you mean to me."

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Since you lost your list of requests, I'll write mine again 😅. how hashiras would punish reader if they get on their nerves/make them jealous/disappointed them/etc.

Male Hashira x Reader - the punishment you deserve

pairing: Tengen x reader, Obanai x reader, Rengoku x reader, Sanemi x reader, Giyuu x reader, Gyomei x reader

content warning: slight angst?

Tengen:

• truthfully, i think he often gets upset about the smaller things in life. the decisions made in his family of four always have to be in sync with his wants and beliefs, otherwise he could get petty.

• his punishments are unspoken, nothing he really tries to force on other people. however, after Suma, Makio, Hina and you all vote against his plans, his mood immediately drops.

• the punishment you'll receive from him will not only influence you, but his other lovers as well. he's down and nothing is as he wants. he's not happy and through little acts and petty comments, his mood will become all of your moods too.

Obanai:

• he will ignore you. i would bet my right hand. this man will get upset over something either justified in every sense of the word or the most stupid act you'll ever see, because you can't influence it.

• don't get him wrong, he loves you and he's a gentle lover too, but not after you made his day turn out this way. Kaburamaru is not allowed on your shoulder anymore, he stays by his side or can get ignored just like you.

• he'll make a point out of seeing you enter a room and looking the other way, pretending like that wasn't fully intentional.

• however, he stops punishing you rather quickly, because he wants to spend time with you. punishing you is indirectly a punishment for him.

Rengoku:

• i think that Rengoku and you at least share one hobby that you both love. having thrown this into the room, it'll be a thing for the two of you to spend evenings together and live out that hobby.

• he doesn't punish you often, but he has a good reason when he does. his punishments aren't meant to hurt you either, it's more like your actions made him upset.

• he cancels your little hobby dates, saying that he doesn't want to do it in this state. the way he often sadly trots away makes you swiftly follow after him, resulting in a long talk about how certain things just aren't okay.

Sanemi:

• he's downright mean. he'll make a point out of mentioning what you did wrong every chance he gets until you apologize.

• you accidentally fall? "are you trying to make me jealous again? it's not working this time." expect that you hadn't tried to make him jealous to begin with. another person had complimented you and, like the fool you were, you blushed.

• he's a jealous man, and while he often knows how to hide it, he'll also have times to let his frustrations out in these kinds of "punishments"

• "i already said i'm sorry, Sanemi..!" your sad expression makes him pause, quietly apologizing for being rude and helping you up.

• he's jealous, not a monster.

Giyuu:

• just like Obanai, he'll probably ignore you. however, he does it subconsciously.

• there are certain things Giyuu just doesn't like and he'll get upset seeing you do them. the unwanted feeling of anger or sadness forces him to make a quick decision. ignore you or possibly hurt you with his words.

• he'll try to avoid you until he has grown calmer, less prone to acting on his emotions. it's just that you'll feel hurt by the time he finally talks to you again.

Gyomei:

• he's not the type for punishments, at least not for any kind of punishment that could harm you.

• i believe he only really gets upset in extreme cases like hurting other people, which you probably won't do or - the more likely scenario - when you do something reckless.

• he'll certainly tell you that he wasn't fond of your actions, not liking that you put yourself in danger.

• however, if you have an upcoming event with him, like training together, he will cancel it. it's not a punishment in his eyes, he just doesn't want you to get hurt. of course, you perceive the canceled time differently.

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poking my head out of my cave for hashira headcanons, what they would do if they became jealous

HASHIRA HEADCANONS

what they would do if they were ;; jealous!

a/n ;; put your party hats on, we reached 10 followers!!

╰┈➤ Himejima Gyomei ;; The Stone Hashira

: ̗̀➛ He would be very gentle about it, along with being very open. He wouldn’t exactly say anything right away, because he trusts you. However, he feels the need to communicate his feelings, so that’s what he did. You were very understanding and did everything in your power to help him feel better. He was honestly overwhelmed how much effort you put into making him feel better.

I’d say no drama would be caused, issue would most likely be solved in less than three days at most.

╰┈➤ Shinazugawa Sanemi ;; The Wind Hashira

: ̗̀➛ He would be very possessive

This man, right here, is not afraid to show his emotions when it comes to you. He would wrap his arms around you, with his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your stomach. He’d probably also be kissing your cheek every 5 minutes. (Leaving possible love marks in front of the man hitting on you.)

I’d say, yes, drama would be caused. However, he can’t stay mad at you. Issue would be solved in a week or less.

╰┈➤ Iguro Obanai ;; The Serpent Hashira

: ̗̀➛ Hmm, for this man is tricky. I feel like he’d be very quiet about it, but he’d be fuming next to you.

He isn’t too big on public affection, so he’d just stand next to you, vein popping out of his head, with that sharp glare of his. That stare is enough to scare off the man hitting on you. He’d probably go on a rant how you’re his when the both of you return home.

I wouldn’t say this situation would cause drama, more likely cause tension for a day or two.

╰┈➤ Tomioka Giyu ;; The Water Hashira

: ̗̀➛ Self-conscious. I don’t know how else to put it, I’m sorry.

Listen, this man’s self-esteem is almost at rock-bottom, you have to be very careful on how much affection or how friendly you are towards others. He probably wouldn’t bring it up, but you eventually notice, practically forcing it outta him.

You have to reassure him constantly for the next week or two.

╰┈➤ Mitsuri Kanroji ;; The Love Hashira

: ̗̀➛ Uh, for this woman it’s hard, I’d say she’d be very affectionate?

Once she noticed the man hitting on you, she’d start grabbing your hand and hugging you. She’s a sweet-heart, she wouldn’t tell you until you both got home that evening. She told you about her issue with it and was generally being very open. This made the situation 100x easier, and everything was solved that night.

You took her out to dinner the next day just to be safe.

╰┈➤ Rengoku Kyojuro ;; The Flame Hashira

: ̗̀➛ He’d be mature about it!

Like many others on this list, he wouldn’t say anything until the two of you got home, so you could enjoy your evening. He’d also be very open and honest. However, he’d probably be very upset when he saw the man hitting on you. Not that he doesn’t trust you, it’s just a little upsetting to see a man hitting on your spouse.

You guys spent the night cuddling.

╰┈➤ Tokito Muichiro ;; The Mist Hashira

: ̗̀➛ He’d be very confused why he felt the need to slap the man in front you.

When he first saw the young man hitting on you, he’d get very angry. Yet he also feels confused about his feelings, he doesn’t understand why he’s so angry about a young man “talking” with you. He spoke to you later about it, he explained his feelings and he doesn’t understand why he feels upset about it. You assured him you only have eyes for him.

╰┈➤ Kocho Shinobu ;; The Insect Hashira

: ̗̀➛ She’d be upset about it, but also takes care of the situation maturely

When she first witnessed the scene in front of her, she just put her anger behind a smile. However, when the two of you got home, she very calmly but coldly explained her feelings and why she felt the way she felt, you felt somewhat scared to be honest. You reassured her, and nothing else came out of the situation.

╰┈➤ Uzui Tengen ;; The Sound Hashira

: ̗̀➛ Ugh, this man would be very cocky about it.

He doesn’t even bring it up, he KNOWS you can’t and won’t find anybody better than him, so he knows you won’t leave him for some homeless rando that looks like he hasn’t showered in decades. He doesn’t act weird about it, he goes on about it his day rather than bring it up. Nothing comes out of this situation.

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HELLURRRRR

I enjoy reading your fics they're so nice,,,,,, and I want to request a fic for gyomei teehee

Scenario is Tengen used to like y/n. And gyomei knows this. How would he react when he is told and how would he react after??? Like seeing him again do u think there will be some confrontation? Idk, it's interesting hehe

It's a bit challenging ik, I'm sorry😭😭😭

But....... THANK U SO SO MUCH IN ADVANCE❤️ u are one talented writer fr.

A/N: HIII Love! Thank you literally! Here’s a 🍧🍡while reading.

Warnings: None. Just fluff!🤍

Life with Gyomei is all you could’ve have wished for honestly. He’s sweet, caring, and brave. Some of the most things anyone would look do in a man, but Gyomei himself was pure perfection in your eyes.

But you can’t seem but to feel guilty in some way. You indeed used to like his “co-worker”. You had the fastest crush on him too. Though he now when you look back he doesn’t even compare to Gyomei.

It was a funny thought y’know maybe telling Gyomei about your silly school girl crush. He wouldn’t be mad. You know that for sure. Honestly it made you feel nice knowing you could tell Gyomei the simplest things without him having any animosity towards the subject. It’s gotten to the point where you cringe even thinking about anything disturbing him.

You made up your mind you were going to tell him after work. You planned on making him dinner.

It was the usual every night. Gyomei would come in from training or either a mission and announce he was home. He would sit down and go over everything that happened that day. It was something Gyomei did every night you always wondered why he did it. He would tell you that “It was to analyze mistakes that were done that day, and to improve tomorrow.”

“It made sense, but it had to be something more.” You always thought to yourself.

You handed Gyomei a fresh bowl of Miso soup it was something quick, but Gyomei loved it regardless.

“Honey?”

Gyomei stopped eating a turned his head your way to indicate he was listening.

“Yes my love?”

“Y’know your co-worker Tengen right? I used to have a dumb little crush on him. Honestly it was so long ago I can barely remember it.”

“Oh is that so? What did you like about him?”

You would expect Gyomei to chuckle at your little confession, but nonetheless you answered his question.

“His muscles, and he was unique from others, but now that I look back at it you have what he had but even better Himejima.”

Gyomei smiled at your response he was lucky to have such a honest, gracious, and good natured woman. He took your hand and held it in his while eating his soup. You smiled at his as he took your hand in his.

When Gyomei finished his bowl of soup you looked back at the pot on top of the stove and noticed there were leftovers.

“Would you like more Himejima?”

“No thank you my love. I’m going to rest now.”

Gyomei kissed you goodnight, and walked to your shared bedroom. You planned to join him after cleaning the kitchen.

The next day Gyomei went for training and saw Tengen. He smiled when he saw him know that he must be a pretty great looking guy for you to crush on him. No he there wasn’t any emotion of envy or enmity towards him. He was just there, and he was thankful.

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Late Night (Papa!Gyomei Drabble Pt. 2)

Pairing: Gyomei Himejima x Wife!Reader Category: Fluff Tags: Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Light Angst, Babies, Crying, Slight Backstory (Gyomei), Mentions of Breastfeeding, Sleep Deprivation Word Count: 1k+ Divider Credit: @saradika Song: Edo no Komoriuta (Edo Lullaby) Summary: When your twin girls have been keeping you up for several nights, Gyomei decides to help you out. A/N: Part 2 of my Papa!Gyomei AU. The twins' names are Tomoe and Sayo. I hope you enjoy! Pt. 1 - My Wish

To say you were exhausted would be an understatement.

While your husband, Gyomei, was busy working at the nearby quarry, you were constantly scrambling to take care of your 3-month old girls.

"Please, please please, just go back to sleep," you sighed heavily as you bounced them in your arms. Your twin babies mewled and sniffled in your arms, their plump cheeks cloaked with red as they wailed. You sighed as you slumped in your rocking chair, your body feeling much heavier than usual as you tried to soothe them back to sleep.

You've tried everything from breastfeeding and burping them to singing their favorite lullaby. And yet, Tomoe and Sayo still continued to relentlessly squirm and whine. You felt a lump swell in your throat as you sniffed, your heart clenching.

"What am I doing wrong?" you muttered to yourself as you hung your head. Hot tears trickled down your cheeks as your girls' wailing grew even louder. You closed your eyes as you sucked in a sharp breath, your heart sinking deeper into the pit of your stomach as you stifled a sob.

"I-I'm sorry. I just want to be a good mama, but I can't help but feel like I'm failing you two," you swallowed thickly. You sighed as your two girls thrashed their fists and sniffled even more. "I'm sorry..." you sighed and kissed the top of their heads.

"Flower?" a familiar, deep voice rumbled from the entryway to your bedroom. You gasped and whipped your head up as your massive husband loomed in the threshold.

"G-Gyomei," you said as your eyes widened. Your beloved set his dusty robe aside as he stepped into the room, the wooden floorboards creaking beneath his heavy footsteps. His dark brows furrowed as he approached you, his large hand reaching out to find your tear-stained cheek. He parted his lips as he used the rough pad of his thumb to wipe away your tears.

"Darling, what's wrong?" he murmured as he knelt down before you, his other hand gently finding the small heads of your daughters. The little ones cooed and sniffed as their papa brushed his fingertips over the dark tufts of hair on top of their heads. You released a shaky breath.

"I-I've tried everything to get them to fall back asleep, but they just won't stop crying," you said with an exasperated breath. Your husband's frown deepened as he continued to brush his thumb against your cheek. His head tilted towards the twins as they wiggled in your arms. He pursed his lips as he shifted before you.

"Has this been happening every night?" he asked with a soft murmur. You nodded as more exhausted tears gushed from your eyes.

"Y-Yes," you said as you rocked in your chair. Gyomei hummed softly as he brought his arms back to himself, stroking his thumb across his sturdy chin.

"Hm, and you said you've tried everything?" he asked. You solemnly nodded your head. He perked his head up as his stark white eyes widened.

"Flower, how about you give them to me? I believe I know what's wrong," he said as he held his burly arms out. You raised your brows as your gaze shifted between your little ones and your husband.

"A-Are you sure? You just got home from work, I don't want you to push yourself," you cooed. A small, gentle smile formed over your husband's rugged face as he chuckled.

"Darling, I'll be alright. Please, go get some rest," he reassured you with a soft kiss to your forehead. Warmth flooded your cheeks as you gave him a tired smile. You sighed as you carefully handed the twins to your beloved, your eyelids already starting to flutter as you let out a loud yawn.

"Pleasant dreams, my love," Gyomei murmured as you slipped beneath the covers. You sighed softly as you closed your eyes, your body sinking into the cozy warmth of your futon.

"G'night, Gyomei," you yawned before you finally let sleep overtake you.

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You woke up not long after to the sound of the rocking chair creaking nearby. You slowly blinked your eyes open as you watched your husband place a cold, wet cloth against your girls' gums. You mentally face-palmed yourself. Of course: they were teething! The possibility must have slipped your sleep-deprived mind.

You were pulled back to reality as your husband sighed softly while he rocked in the wooden chair.

"I bet the two of you are just as beautiful as your mother," Gyomei said with a tender smile. Your heart skipped a beat at his words as you kept one of your eyes open, watching as your beloved tended to your two infants. Your twin daughters cooed and gurgled in Gyomei's strong arms as they suckled on the cold cloths. The quiet that resonated through the room was like a breath of fresh air to you, a renewed calmness settling over you like a soothing wave. Gyomei hummed softly as your infants began to yawn and close their eyes.

"Nen, nen korori yo, Okorori yo. Bōya wa yoi koda, Nenneshina~," he sang in a deep, soothing voice. You held your breath as his rumbling voice tumbled through the bedroom, your heart melting as he gently rocked your twins to sleep. You recall Gyomei telling you early in your relationship how he used to sing the children at the orphanage to sleep with this song...but after what happened, he's been hesitant to sing ever since.

"Bōya no omori wa, Doko e itta? Ano yama koete, sato e itta," your beloved continued to hum in a hushed tone. You sighed quietly as you felt relaxed by his melodic voice, a calm smile falling over your features as you closed your eyes. "Sato no miyagē ni, nani morōta? Denden taiko ni, shō no fue," Gyomei finished his lullaby with a quiet hum. He soon slowly rose to his feet and set the now sleeping babies in their tiny cots. You heard him press soft kisses to their foreheads as he gingerly tucked them in.

"Sleep well, Tomoe, Sayo. Papa loves you so so much," he whispered lovingly. Your heart melted at his words before he slowly lumbered towards your futon. You smiled and snuggled into his broad chest as he climbed beneath the covers, his large arms wound around your smaller form as he rested his lips to the crown of your head.

"Sweet dreams, my flower," he whispered. You cracked an eye open and kissed his cheek, your hand resting on his side as you smiled.

"Goodnight, Gyo," you murmured softly.

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Where did my boy's babysitter go? Beyond that mountain, back to her home.

As a souvenir from her home, what did you get? A toy drum and a shō flute"

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Increased circulation

Gyomei x y/n (AFAB)

MDNI – Minor do not interact

Word count: 1300+

" " is dialogue

' ' is thoughts

Warning: involuntary erection, nudity, vaginal intercourse, internal ejaculation, size kink, embarrassing moments ,hook up

Ahem ahem pls be kind to me this is my first smut Did you know onsen weren't separated by gender in old jp?

"Ding dong ding dong"

The sound of the bell

The signal that the end of today has come

"Hhphew..." you nearly lay your tired body on the training grounds

After a long day of training, you decided to treat yourself to an onsen

You missed the group onsen yesterday because you were on your last day of periods

"Hm..."

You couldn't resist humming as you submerge yourself in the water, it's one of the most comfortable feelings in the world, along with the texture of freshly made mochi in your mouth

Your journey to dreamland were interrupted as you noticed the toned foot by the corner of your eye

a deep calm voice replied

"Hello"

"... ... ..!!!" it took you a while to recognize that voice

You sit up straight and bashfully make space for his size

"Ah... thank you"

You swear the pool level raised a little when he sits in it

"Ah, hm..."

- An uncomfortable moment of silence -

Your mind were racing a mile per minute

Nervous, due to your limited experience as a demon slayer

Frail, Weak, Ordinary and way too unskilled to find topics to talk about

Yet, you do want to become stronger

"Eh... Gyomei-sama?"

"Yes?"

"Can you tell me how do I get stronger?"

His stoic face breaks into a warm smile

"Sure thing, but why do you ask me? Aren't you under some Cultivator for your breathing style?"

"Because.... I want to look like you, I want to have the muscles that you have"

he could vaguely feel the shape of you from the ripples that reflects on the surface of the water from even your most subtle movements

"Hm... do you really want that? You're cute as you are, I think- "

"I think your body is reflective of your strength Gyomei-sama! I wish I could get stronger, like you do!"

And poor him, it's getting more vivid as you crawl closer to inspect and admire his features. You nearly touched his skin.

...............................................

'Is that supposed to be standing up?'

"Oh" you exhaled shakily softly when you noticed it and turned your face the other way

'It could be normal...' you thought as you draw circles in the water to calm your racing heart

You can tell without looking that Gyomei is bashfully crossing his legs to try to hide it somehow

'It's so big... maybe it's a sign of strength- BAHHH! what am I thinking! Stop right now!'

*splash splash*

You tried to hit any sort of sense back into yourself, with the onsen water, slapping your face, anything

'I bet I would choke on it- STOP! STOP IT'

"Uh- don't- don't drown yourself in the onsen, please..."

*gurgle bubbling noises*

He clap his hands together and chant "Name Amida Butsu..." as tears flows freely from his sightless eyes

…..

You eventually calmed down and sit beside him quietly

At a comfortable distance

But his- um

His erection is not coming down

“So… Is this like… uhhhhh…..”

“Sorry, I don’t mean to offend you”

“Is this part of the result of your training”

“What???”

“No? Oh… ok”

………...

You can’t help the way your eyes linger

It’s throbbing, it’s veiny, it’s moving to the currents created by the waterfall in this onsen

Your head was turned to the side but your pupils are glue to that trunk

You hoped it wasn’t too obvious- Himejima-sama is quite a gentle person, after all, from the way he speak so softly to everyone

But he can feel it, he was ‘staring’ at you too

“Himejima-sama…

Can I help you with that?”

His entire face was heated up with a fever blush down to his neck

“You’re so forward…!”

“Is that a yes or no, Gyomei-sama…”

*gulp*

“Yes” He nods

You scooted to sit closer to him, touching his skin, and hold his face

“May I…?”

He doesn’t reply, only squeezely shut his eyes tight, and lean in to start kissing you

His tongue lightly dabs on your bottom lip, and grazing your teeth

Which is met by your own tongue, receiving his techniques and ministrations

As your kiss stays connected, he lifted you by the hips, under the thighs, to straddle him

“Are you ready?”

“Ready? Ready for- oh… ready for that”

He bit his lip slightly it as it touches the inner your two thighs

“yes” He whimpered out desperately

He gasped as you grabbed his cock and instinctively get a hold of your hips

*gulp*

“Ah…” His mouth wobbles as you start to take him in, slowy

He feels so much but it was so good, he’s gritting his teeth and popping veins on his forehead and neck trying to hold back from setting his own pace

He’s even tearing up a little waiting for you

“Tight…” He hissed out under his breath

He lets out a sigh he didn’t know he was holding when you finally managed to let him sink into you as deep as you can

Your gasps and warmth eatting away at his restraint

He gently moved strands of hair out of your forehead, and held you close as you ground yourself for his size, caressing your arms and your sides, thoughtfully

“Ah…!” winds knocked out of his lungs when you started.

He tried his best to withstand it, his fists clench and release on to the decoration stone he was leaning on for support

It felt so good he wanted to thrust back with his own fervor

But Gyomei don’t want to hurt you, so he just sighs and blow air out of his mouth frequently in his best attempt to let you set the pace, but he hyperventilates so much people might think he’s about to pass out.

He bit his lips, pinch his thighs, flex his abs, anything to make sure he doesn’t start making decisions subconciusly

“Oh…Ah…” He almost congratulates his prayers that you finally starts to move faster

The water starts to spill out of the onsen from the impact you both were making

He grabbed your hips and move it to the pace you’ve set

It felt almost unreal-

Your hips in both of his hands- and that his member disappears in and out of you

Just fast enough to make his dick feel the tingles and goosebumps

“Can we go faster? Please…y/n?” He sniffled out, tears almost fall from the corner of his eyes

He’s so cute! You just want to give everything to this man

You put your hand over his, and say:

“Yes, please guide me”

Feeling your arms draped over his shoulders, he sits up and starts to bounce you off his hips

The water splashed out of the pool so much it’s flooding the surrounding floor

But he has stopped caring about that

Your skins met and clapped together the walls and doors counldn’t hide what you two were doing anymore

Not to mention the both of your faint moans that follows, in sync with each slap

Gyomei was salivating and losing his composure, with his half-lidded eyes and arch in his torso

“Ngh…gah-ah…” That was a raspy grunt of effort, and groan of pleasure,

But his speed is not faltering

In fact, it feels like it’s sped up 3 times more

“Y/n are- are you close too? I don’t think I can hold on much longer” 

He’s biting his lower lips, eyes wide, blushing and sweating all over his face

Goddamn

that’s the sexiest face you’ve ever seen

He starts to jack-hammering as soon as you nod- bulging his arms and wheezing through his teeth

You start to pant and gasps as he nails that G-spot inside you over and over while grazing all the other spots just from his girth alone

It took a few more strokes, before you finally-

“Ah…!”

You feel your pelvic floor tensing and squeezing on him hard in waves of tensing and relaxing

Then it was not long before you feel a surge of fluids busted and filled you on the inside

He pulled you to kiss softly before letting you rest on his body

As you ponder how your relationship with the stone hashira have changed

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鬼滅の刃 ⊹˚˖୧ oh, he’s so big ◞♡ relationships with the hashira boys

⟢ includes. shinazugawa sanemi, tomioka giyū, uzui tengen, rengoku kyōjurō, himejima gyōmei ⟢ content. headcanons of dating the hashira men ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ includes fluff & smut, f!reader

⊹˚˖୧ sanemi

⟢ he doesn’t keep your relationship a secret, but he also doesn't show affection to you around others at first. ⟢ he loves teasing you but he never says anything out of line, he actually praises you a lot, especially if no one else is around to hear lmao. ⟢ he can be a dick, so your personality tempers him out a bit because he wants to be a better person for you. ⟢ he is the most protective of all protectors to ever exist ( for you, at least .. sorry, genya my bby ;-; .. ). if someone else even looks at you for too long, he gives them the most intimidating glare and physically steps in the way to block their view of his pretty girl.

⟢ he loves sparring with you. he's stronger than you so he's careful, but that doesn't mean he goes easy. he's always so supportive and excited when he sees you improve! ⟢ your favorite dates are cute little afternoon tea shops, and cozy nighttime sake bars. ⟢ the longer you're together, he realizes that he loves showing you off and is affectionate even in front of others. ⟢ your favorite way to relax with each other is at the hot springs. if it's a day where you think you won't get caught, of course you two are fucking there, oops. ⟢ I don't think that I'm psychologically stable enough to talk about how this man fucks lmao ⟢ sanemi has the highest stamina out of all the hashira. his sex drive isn't overwhelming, but, fucking hell, is he good at it .. ⟢ he fucks you hard, but it's only because he loves you so, so much. he really can't control himself. ⟢ he can be mean in bed, giving you whiplash with the way he's degrading you one second, and then praising you like you're his goddess the next. ⟢ he loves trying new positions, anything to make you feel good, your pleasure always comes first. ⟢ he loves mating press the most because he can see your pretty face, but he fucks the best in doggy .. usually fucking you down so hard into the bed that he ends up on top of you anyway, swearing and panting into your neck. "that's it, that's my pretty girl ... please fuckin cum for me, I know you're close, that cute pussy is death grippin me, baby, you can cum f'me," ⟢ he loves breath play and scratching, biting .. blood kink .. cumming inside ( he always cums hard and a lot ). ⟢ loves eating your pussy in any position, especially when you sit on his face. ⟢ will eat u out for hours, he knows how stressful it is being a demon slayer and he relaxes himself by making you feel good. ( could u even imagine those pretty lavender eyes and long lashes lookin up at u like that, ughh ... )

ᘡ his pet names for u : baby, pretty girl

⊹˚˖୧ giyū

⟢ bro is practically glued to you whenever you’re alone. ⟢ he loves cuddling into your chest, definitely little spoon as often as he can get away with it. ⟢ he has nightmares often, and you always comfort him whether you realize it or not. ⟢ he’s so fucking cute the way he grasps at your shirt, hiccuping and sniffling back tears, like you’ll disappear if he lets go. ⟢ he’s not affectionate around others ( it would honestly be overwhelming if he was, given how he is at home ), but he’s always standing close to you, observing your reactions to things, and you’re practically the only person he talks to if he speaks at all. ⟢ he’s an introvert, but he also loves eating so you can expect a lot of dates in town, anywhere from breakfast to dessert. ⟢ if you’re lucky enough, he’ll hold your hand when you’re walking together :3 ⟢ plenty of cooking dates where you make dinner together or try new recipes for each other. you both especially like making desserts together ( yes, you helped him make ohagi for sanemi :3 ). ⟢ lots of cuddling and sitting by the fire with each other, sometimes you’ll read while he rests in your lap. ⟢ he loves when you play with his hair, and if you bathe together he always wants you to wash it for him. he whines if you pull on it. ⟢ you were his first, and he still feels inexperienced. ⟢ most of your sex with giyu is slow and soft, which is fine for now, you just want whatever makes him comfortable. ⟢ he lasts fine enough during sex, but receiving head is his weakness, dear lord. you're so pretty, anytime you're in between his legs, he cums within minutes, you hardly have to do anything. ⟢ he's always so embarrassed and blushing, promising that he'll make it up to you, and he can always go multiple rounds. ⟢ you love seeing him gradually become more comfortable with you and asking to try new things. ⟢ if you praise him enough and pull on his hair while he's eating you out, chances are he'll cum in his pants right there, those pretty blue eyes almost crossing, and he mumbles, "fuck, again.." right into your cute pussy, without ever pulling away.

ᘡ his pet names for u : my love, mochi

⊹˚˖୧ tengen ⧼ before he’s married owo ⧽

⟢ I just feel like this man would constantly be picking u up and throwing u over his shoulder lmao. ⟢ he's a big softie for his girl, no matter how intimidating other people find him. ⟢ he's always loud when talking to others, but his voice is so much softer and sweeter when he's talking to you, always giving you his full attention. ⟢ he loves giving you head pats, or just holding your face and looking at you .. he is so in love. he also really likes to play with your hair, and he paints your nails matching colors :3 ⟢ he's protective, but not insecure. he doesn't get bothered by other men giving you attention, but if it ever gets flirtatious, one look from your 6'6" boyfriend and those other guys are gone. ⟢ he is the biggest spoon >:) ⟢ he's dominant, but he lets you on top sometimes for something different. it's difficult for you to ever be in control given how big he is, but he tries his best! ⟢ he is so gorgeous laying there in bed, always looking so pretty with his hair down, watching his broad chest rise and fall, glistening with sweat ( or maybe your spit at this point, who cares ), his eyes all glossy and completely focused on you. ⟢ his thighs are fucking massive, always caging you in. ⟢ he's really passionate, he'll choke and spank you but it's really just for your pleasure, he never wants to hurt you or seem possessive. he also gets turned on when you make it hurt just right for him. ⟢ definitely throat fucks u lol. ⟢ his chest is really sensitive, he loses his mind if you lick his chest, especially his nipples. ⟢ his thigh muscles shake like crazy when he cums. ⟢ his favorite way to eat you out is just him sitting in bed, you bent over his lap while he eats it from behind. "cmon, mama, we just started, don't give out on me this early," he'll simper while you're stupidly bent over on his lap, already making you cum twice just from his tongue. ⟢ maybe he ends up proposing to you, idk.

ᘡ his pet names for u : mama, doll

⊹˚˖୧ kyōjurō

⟢ we all know that you’re his first girlfriend lmao. ⟢ he doesn’t know much about relationships, but given how sweet and open he is, he makes a great boyfriend. ⟢ also a big eater, so you guys have a lot of dates in town or cooking with each other, but unlike giyu, rengoku is happy to share meals with other people. ⟢ sometimes you'll even go on dates with mitsuri and obanai, or tengen and his wives :3 ⟢ he’s always so excited to see you, this man has the most happy puppy energy ever and it’s so fucking cute. ⟢ he's great with communication; you can't remember ever actually arguing with him. ⟢ rengoku is affectionate in front of others, not overwhelmingly so, but he loves being close, like hugging you from behind with his chin resting on your head, or having you sit in his lap. ⟢ he also likes to spar and train with you, and you can always count on a nice, big meal after a good training session with him. ⟢ his little brother, senjuro, already loves you and sees you as a mother figure. you haven't met kyojuro's father yet, though .. ⟢ he is so good with praise that it honestly flusters you, no one has ever treated you like that before. you swear he has a new compliment for you every time that he sees you. "oh, my pretty little sunflower! you look gorgeous today, as always." he says, absolutely beaming at you. ⟢ the most insane switch of all time — he wants whatever you want any given night. most times he's a bit dominant just due to your size difference, but he is completely at your whim. ⟢ one night he'll be over you, acting all tough, and the next you have him under you, begging and whining like a bitch. he definitely likes being tied up. ⟢ you weren't his first, but you're the first partner he's truly comfortable with, so he wants to try new things with you. ⟢ has definitely said “oishī!” and “umai!” to describe your pussy .. ⟢ rengoku is really just so caring and supportive, he always brightens your day, and you always feel safe with him :)

ᘡ his pet names for u : sunflower, honey ( when he cums inside we call that a sunflower seed ) kill me

⊹˚˖୧ gyōmei

⟢ oh my godddd. baby. ⟢ if you thought that no one could possibly be sweeter than rengoku, then lemme introduce u to the stone hashira. ⟢ instead of a radiant personality, his kindness is mostly how he cares for and looks after you. ⟢ you get a good morning forehead kiss every single day — whether you’re still asleep in bed, or if he has to track you down somewhere in the house. ⟢ you’re not home because you had some early training? he will be giving you that forehead kiss and a head pat as soon as he sees you. ⟢ if you’re away from him? he will write a cute little note and have his kasugai crow deliver it to you. ⟢ his notes get longer and sappier the more days that you're away from him .. (he is so in love with you) ⟢ has a size kink but will never admit that, not even to himself .. ⟢ but realizing just how small you are compared to him, and that you trust him enough to touch you like this? he felt like his heart was going to burst. ⟢ gyomei actually prefers positions with you on top, he never wants to overwhelm you with his size. ⟢ sometimes he gets lost in you, though. he’ll keep you in a deep mating press or prone bone, completely enveloping your smaller frame in his. ⟢ he’s kissing you so deep and messy, gradually fucking you harder and harder until he notices that it might be getting too much for you. ⟢ your cute moans and whines spur him on, but anytime you literally start drooling, all cock drunk, or he can feel you clutching the sheets instead of digging your nails into him, he knows to slow down even if you tell him otherwise. “you’re being so good, my little flower, but I don’t want to hurt you.” ⟢ he loves foreplay, especially eating u out. it takes a lot of prep to get him to fit, and there are some nights where it’s even too much, and he will eat you out and finger you for hours. ⟢ eating your pussy is his favorite way to relieve stress. his normally wide, teary eyes are fluttered shut, and he can just lay on the bed listening to your sweet sounds, feeling your pretty hands all in his hair, just being close to you and feeling your warmth, savoring your nectar. ⟢ he's so good with aftercare, always cleaning you up and bringing water to you. ⟢ baths with him are the best because he is so big and comfy to cuddle up with, especially after sex. you lay between his legs, he kisses your neck and plays with your hair, softly massaging your shoulders, thighs .. this man will do anything for you.

ᘡ his pet names for u : little flower, angel

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