#gyomei himejima x male reader

[sleep-0-deprived]

Gyomei Himejima x Male Reader who's a demon who was rehabilitated by Tamayo and one day met Gyomei and it was like love at first sight? And M/N has like a rope/belt like power similar to Daki's? And they wanna experiment with that?🤭

Experiments~ (Gyomei Himijima x demon male reader)~ ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა

WC:. 2.2k

Tags binding, praises riding, no protection, soft sex (firm believer in Gyomei being a gentle giant), anal sex, size differences, belly bulging, creampies ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა

A/N I’ve never written for a blind character so please excuse any errors! Sorry it took so long to write I hope you enjoy though <33

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You were a demon. You favored Nezuko and Tamayo in the fact you didn’t follow nor submit to Muzan’s cruel plans and you still kept contact with your human side. That was what led you to meeting lady Tamayo and by default she managed to rehabilitate you over time. You eventually make yourself known to the core, wanting to help the greater cause by fighting against muzan and his demons with them.

The demon slayer corp didn’t trust you at all at first, I mean why would a demon of high status, no- one of Muzan’s most loyal switch sides and come to them and offer himself over?…well you did and master thought the only person fit to handle and keep tabs on you was none other than the stone Hashira Gyomei.

You were forced to stay in the stone estate with Gyomei, and occasionally Genya when he stopped by. Genya was more accepting of you than Gyomei at first being that Genya’s fighting style was him temporarily turning into a demon he was understanding

Genya was more open to the thought not all demons were bad. Gyomei on the other hand was still skeptical keeping his senses strong listening to you at night walking around the estate.

Gyomei would sense your blood demon art at night, he’d expect you to sneak off maybe hunt for food or run back to your master but you never did. You would use your blood demon art to grab things doing the most laziest things with them like opening doors grabbing a pillow that was too far out of reach,

he could tell what you were doing by the sounds of your belts and pillows ruffling. The large man might not have any sight but his other senses were heightened in every way.

Slowly over the months he’d ease his guard and stop holding his body ready like you were about to betray the core, he’d even swoon for you almost when he first heard your voice it made him question if you were really a demon because you sounded just like an angel to him.

Sadly your scent betrayed you showing to him you really were the demon that did such horrific crimes. The rehabilitation brought you close to Gyomei, and you spent most of your days together in the empty estate.

Present day the two of you have been together going close to a month and shockingly you two do have sex, one might think a religious and traditional man like Gyomei would wait for sex until marriage but nothing about his relationship with you was traditional I mean you were a demon and the two of you were both men but he didn’t seem to care.

“I’m bored Gyo?” You’d grumble all sprawled around in his lap like you were a king on a tanned flesh throne “must you lay like that on me [name]?” He’d sigh just reaching one hand down firm on your hip, his voice holding no true disdain having you in his lap

“yes I must!…and you know we could always pass time in other ways Gyomei?” You’d lean close standing on your knees in his lap now leaning into his ear whispering using your thumb to wipe the tears running down his cheeks with his eyes open glossed over as always unblinking and pale white.

“Always insisting sinful things to me, you really can be a from [name] pulling me into temptations with your binds..”his slightly red beneath his skin tracing his hands to your waistband with you straddling his lap in his room of the stone estate.

“Speaking of my binds….wanna use mine on you when you’re stretching me out. Bind you against me skin to skin while I ride you” you speak shamelessly nearly confident in his lap but he was totally flabbergasted, his body tense you could see red on the tips of his ears with a few hot tears pricking back down his cheek right where your thumb pressed wiping his cheek off again.

His large hands felt your pants around tracing and guiding them to the zipper making due with his lack of sight while you on the other hand let go of his cheek taking your hand down to his pants undoing his fly as he sits under you. With your belts coming out of your back wrapping around his waistband pulling them off softly before turning to blades cutting his boxers up to get his cock out

“you are such an eager demon [name]” his voice rang in the cool night of the estate with his cock hard pressed to his shirt with a pearl like bead of pre cum sitting on his tip, clearly sensitive pulsing eager for touch— which you were happy to give.

“You’re eager too Gyomei, don’t bother telling me different I feel it” you murmur retracting your binds for a moment to Scoot closer lifting your shirt over your head with your cock springing free when he can finally get your boxers off.

You crawl further in his lap sitting down on his cock with it pressed between your cheeks reaching above your crack making a sticky mess in your laps

“always feel so good, boy” he groans grabbing your hips with his teary eyes white and wide as always grinding his cock between your cheeks easily lifting you around like a boy toy in his lap making your binds react wrapping around his back tearing through his haori leaving marks in his skin unintentionally.

“Shit- didn’t mean to Gyo—“ you let out a sharp gasp hushed by him taking one hand off your hip keeping you firmly pressed to his cock reaching his hand up to the back of your head and shoving your face upwards leaning down eagerly kissing you into silence “it’s fine, not worried about it [name]”

He murmurs his tongue pushing past your lips into your mouth running against your cheeks pressing to your tongue making you huff using your binds to fully get his haori and shirt off with the sound of his golden buttons hitting the floor with your chest pressed to his leaving your cock weeping between your thighs pressing all leaky between your stomachs.

“Prep me already gyo..” you muffle out guiding his hand off your hip pulling your mouth off of his panting trying to catch your breadth before shoving two of his fingers down your throat “so warm baby” he speaks his teary face all red and flushed at the lewdly of what was happening with him only being sad his prayer beads weren’t around we hike his cock throbs between your cheeks producing more precum.

“I’m going, be patient or you aren’t getting anything but your own fingers” he finally broke away with a string of saliva his voice booming making a shiver run down your spine pouting pressing more to him feeling his large hand snake out of your mouth using the hand on your hip to lift you off his lap enough to push one finger inside you.

“Hm, you can’t do that to me” you shriek a little panicking with your rim puckering staying still in attempt to adjust to the feeling looking up at the blind Hashira with your binds all sharp and from wrapped around his muscular back holding his larger body to yours while your jaw slacks a little feeling him thrusting his finger in and out massaging your walls curling against your prostate before trying to prod his second finger in you.

“I can, and I will if you don’t get it together in my lap” he hums now scissoring your rim open using the mix of spit on his fingers and precum from where his cock rested between your cheeks to open you up. His fingers rub against your bundle of nerves building up a hot pit in your stomach and you think he knew that too because right as your cock perked up against his stomach he pulled his fingers back out.

“Want you to cum from me, need to know my cock was what pushed you over” his hands trail lifting you up by your hips making your binds lose grip on his back with your hands holding his muscular shoulders while he nudges his cock head against your rim. “Feels like you’re ripping me in half Gyo~” your air fled your lungs leaving you exhaling harshly feeling a burn shoot through your body but any tears quickly heal from your regeneration sealing yourself around him bottoming out inside you leaving a outline in your stomach.

“I bet you look so beautiful sitting on me like this, wish I could see your body. I’d kiss it up in every way” his large arms move on your body grabbing around your waist holding you slowly starting to jerk his hips upwards from beneath you making your rim stretch further and engulf his full length feeling his balls pressed firmly to your cheeks while you dig your nails into his shoulders straddling his large lap.

“I- know you would gyo-mei~” you squeak out, your muscles tensing reaching forward kissing him nearly eating his face off moving your lips against his slipping your hand off his shoulder wrapping around the back of his neck with your binds all slithered around the two of you holding you two skin to skin. His hands hold onto hour hips bouncing you in time with his movements with your thighs on either sides of his hips filling the room with small plap’s of your asscheeks smushing to his balls getting stretched with your cock bobbing back and forth tapping your stomach with your tip an angry red.

“Mh- [name] you’re clenching me so tight, boy” a soft strained sigh leaves his lips starting to pick his pace up holding your hips down firmly groaning against your lips pulling back only to suck in air before smushing his lips back on yours rutting his hips upwards driving into you with his cock stretching you out, his veins dragging along your inner walls while you hold your arms around his neck pulling your mouth off his and shoving his face in your pecs gripping his black hair.

“Just suck em” you moan your Adam’s apple bobbing like your cock while your binds dig at the skin in his back leaving marks from how tight you hold him to you. Gyomei’s cock pushing and nudging into your sweet spot over and over practically bullying your prostate making you feel its pulse while his face buries into your pecs biting at one of your nipples rotating between sucking and biting with his tears dampening your s/c skin.

“I can tell you’re getting close [name], you’re clenching up more- cum for me baby” he murmurs pressing sloppy kisses over your perked up buds holding your hips tighter making the bulge in your tummy bigger feeling a burning pain build up inside you from being fucked and spread open on him so long. One hand in Gyomei’s hair and the other holding his shoulder firm rocking your hips downwards into his thrusts trying your hardest to feel him deeper and deeper inside you with your belts tightening even more erupting a moan from the larger man.

“Oh fuck-oh I’m gonna—! I’m cumming~!” You mewl out shoving his face in your pecs harder arching your back up straight with your hips rolling erratically clenching and clamping as tight as you can around him breaking his skin with your other hand digging nails in his shoulder with your cock stiffening nearly jumping forward shooting sperm in its own groaning dropping your head forward on top of his when your cock shots a final rope of cum onto his stomach.

“That’s a good boy, gonna make me cum won’t you?” His chin resting on your rib cage blowing on your sensitive peaks rocking his hips forwards into you slowing down going in deeper and longer thrusts trying to let your rim milk him while he hits his own climax, the muscles under your hand tensing up letting you know the fire in his loin is bursting hot feeling the first spurt enter you making you shiver your eyes half lidded getting filled up.

“So warm” you coo out in his lap feeling your bulging tummy bloat up some with your binds slowly loosing around him letting him go as they retract back inside your back with your regeneration healing up your once broken skin. “Did I go over board [name]?.. how are you feeling?” He’d murmur lifting his head from your chest with a serious expression on his face needing to hear your verbal words not being able to see your reaction.

His tears flow freely down his cheeks making you sigh in his lap reaching your hand up from his hair and off his shoulder wiping his cheeks mumbling “I’m great Gyo, you were great.” Leaning in with a kiss on his cheek sitting still on his cock letting out a little hiss when you lift yourself off his cock feeling his semen slipping from your now loosened rim leaving your cheeks all slick when he grabs your waist and lays back pulling you right on top of his chest holding you laying on his mat in his personal bedroom of the stone estate letting you pull a blanket up.

“In the morning I’ll make sure to draw you a bath inside the estate, I know your beautiful skin is sensitive to the sunlight” he spoke in a soft tone to you holding you to him in a comfortingly tight regard rubbing at the back of your head and if it wasn’t for you being a demon he’d personally take you to the saunas but he knew that wasn’t possible with your inability to stand in the sun, doesn’t mean he still won’t give you the great aftercare you deserve.

[kunikuyu]

"A reward for someone so good." Hashira Series!

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Gyomei Himejima x Male! Reader

Warnings: Minors DNI, NSFW, read as afab reader, size kink, "calm" sex, faint, belly bulge, Himejima has feelings for the reader.

Summary: Pillar training has begun, much to your delight. Of course, as a hard-working and strong person, you can handle any challenge. Even if it's fighting a hashira. And in a way, they all see some value in you, and want to reward you for it.

You decided you would trust Sanemi (in which case, you were too tired to try and cut the ropes). You slept on the floor of that room and were woken up by someone mumbling while untying you.

"Ah, you finally decided to wake up? Lazy bastard." And you just shrug. If Sanemi wasn't going to untie you, you'd probably stay there until you gathered the strength to do it yourself.

Shinazugawa finally lets you go, but you can't walk at the moment. "..." He stares at you, hoping you'll get up soon. "You haven't realized my situation yet, have you?"

"I won't carry you in my arms, don't you dare ask."

....

You didn't even have to ask. He picked you up willingly and covered you with his haori (which only covered the bottom part due to your height). Fortunately, no one saw you in this situation.

Sanemi carries you to the room and offers you new clothes, next to a hot bath since you were covered in blood. He seems to want to apologize for being too rough last night, but he's too proud for that.

This is how he shows that in a way, he cares for you. Genya came to see you after your shower, and he seemed very curious to know why you disappeared last night and are now in Sanemi's room. You just laugh softly.

After some small talk and some things about the upcoming training and about Gyomei, Genya and Sanemi accompany you to the gate. You were already more recovered, and could probably get to Gyomei's training area with ease.

Genya says goodbye to you with a handshake and quickly leaves. Sanemi would finally apologize to you. "... Sorry for yesterday." "It's okay. Just make sure you don't leave me tied up next time." And so, you walked away while following your crow.

"Wait... WILL THERE BE A NEXT TIME?!" The older Shinazugawa screams and tries to reach you, but trips on a rock and ends up falling.

......

You finally arrived at Gyomei's training area. The few people who made it past Sanemi's training looked washed up. Himejima's training was very heavy, just like Genya said.

A hand subtly touches your shoulder, and you immediately recognize who the person is. "Himejima-san!" You smile, and the man almost twice your height smiles back. You weren't exactly short, but Gyomei was almost a tree, he was so tall.

"[Name], long time I haven't seen you. Namu." He says, voice deep as he rubs his hands together. The bulging veins on his arms made you blush softly. Maybe you have a thing for muscular men. And speaking of which, you've done a lot of missions together. It was almost a trio. Genya, Gyomei and you (since Tomioka stayed away from you in the past).

For a few seconds you wondered how Himejima knew it was you. But he's like a bear, his senses are extremely keen. "So, what's the training like?" Even though you already had an idea, you still wanted to be sure of what you were going to face.

"Your training is unique, please follow me. Namu."

.....

You obey the Hashira, and soon, you arrive at his mansion. It was very similar to all the others, except it felt more warm and comfortable. "Please sit."

Gyomei takes you to the farthest corner of the house, and sits in front of you. The difference in size was brutal even when he was sitting down.

He holds your hand gently and sighs, preparing to say something unusual. "Sr. [Name], I would like you to have sex with me. Not only that, but I propose that this be your test of strength." He was so straight to the point that it scared you.

Okay, you knew that was his personality. But it was on a much higher level. Seeing that you didn't answer him, but didn't move away either, he continues what he was saying. "On every mission we've done, I've felt something for you that I never thought I'd feel for a man. You are kind and pure, despite your personality being somewhat eccentric."

You had no words for it. You were normally the one praising people, and now you were being praised in such a kind way. You just squeeze Himejima's hand, as your body moves closer to him.

"...I accept this training, Himejima-san."

.....

He takes off all of his necklaces, and starts to unbuckle his belt. Before he even took off his pants, you noticed that his cock was already hard as a rock.

And when he took off his pants, you almost fainted. Seriously, your blood pressure has really dropped. That thing was huge, probably 44 centimeters. That wasn't even humanly possible! Now you're not sure if you agree with this training.

Himejima senses your concern, and quickly reassures you. "If you can't take it, I won't force you." And you just make a mumble of "ok"

He takes off his pants, and pats his hand gently on his thigh, to signal that he was ready. You quickly take off your pants too, and crawl until you are face to face with that monstrosity. It was quite heavy, and his balls felt swollen, as if it were waiting to release their load.

You try to sit on Gyomei's lap, placing the man's cock in your pussy. But it was almost an impossible task, it was too big. Only the head had entered and you already felt full. He throws his head back and lets out some low, hoarse moans, already feeling pleasure just from having contact with your body.

Little by little, you get used to the new sensation, and Gyomei's cock starts to slide inside you. Soon, (almost) everything was inside you, and you were already sitting on Gyomei's lap. He let out much louder, but still discreet, moans as he hugged your body. Your belly was swollen, and you could be sure that that bulge was the perfect shape of Gyomei's cock.

You massage that bulge and squeeze gently, making you and the other man moan again. He didn't seem to care if you weren't moving, he just wanted contact with you.

But you wanted to move, you wanted to go after your own pleasure. And so, you began to lightly move back and forth, riding the taller man. He starts to sigh deeply and moan some meaningless words, while you bite your mouth to keep from screaming. Every slightest movement you make makes his member hit your sweet spot.

Until he decides to help you with your movements. His hands held your ass, and without any difficulty, he made you move up and down gently on his slippery cock. That was as far as you could go without moaning loudly.

You just put your hand over your mouth to keep from screaming while he fucks you. "H-Himejima...Ah!~" It's all you can say, because you were almost screaming.

And this goes on for a few minutes. He makes calm movements with his body as he reaches the deepest point he could reach. You were already close to passing out, it was too much to handle and every time he hit your sweet spot, you could feel your blood pressure dropping.

"... [Name]-san... I feel like I'm about to..." You widen your eyes, already understanding what he meant. And it only took a few seconds for him to release his load inside you. As soon as his cum hit your deepest point in a warm jet, you passed out.

There was a lot of cum, it was even leaking and causing a bigger swelling in your belly. He notices your body going limp, and pulls you off his dick. He wasn't that experienced in having sex, but he felt like he shouldn't have such extreme concern, just take care of you and your body while you were passed out.

And so he does, giving you a bath, putting on clean clothes and lying next to you in bed, hugging you in a bear hug.

He was really happy with everything that happened. He really likes you, and sex only confirmed his feelings.

Bonus lines!

"I really love you, [Name]-san. We should get married, I want you to be my husband."

"... I see..."

[muriel-lover]

Emperor!Gyomei x Fighter!M!Reader Part Two!!

Warnings: Intimate actions, slight dirty talk

The summer nights wind was cold. [Name] rested his head on the balcony railing. The stone was cold and rough. He trailed his finger along the edge of the stone railing

The sound of the door opening and closing didn’t effect [Name]. The deep and heavy footsteps behind him grew in volume as familiar hands wrapped around [Name’s] waist.

Goymeis deep voice right next to [Name’s] ear as he spoke is a slow and sultry tone. “What are you doing out here? You will get cold.” Gyomei said pulling [Name] closer to his warm covered body.

“It’s beautiful this time of night isn’t it?” [Name] said dismissing Gyomeis concerns. Gyomeis head perked up and let his gaze fall onto the empire. The lights still burning and shining this late at night.

“It really is.” Gyomei’s gaze then fell back down to his lover. The way [Name’s] lips were parted slightly, oh how his hair was a bit messy from the days work. And how his buttons have been unbuttoned.

“You must have a knack for that.” Gyomei said his gaze never leaving [Name’s] face.

“What do you mean by that?” [Name] asked looking up at Gyomei with confusion and wonder in his eyes

“For finding beauty in anything.” Gyomei said before placing a soft kiss on [Name’s] cheek. The touch of Gyomei’s lips left a tingling on [Name’s] cheek. Almost like a burning fire..

[Name] slowly let his hand wander to his cheek and pressed his fingers where the tingle was, where Gyomei’s lips were.

“What’s wrong?” Gyomei asked his eyebrows furrowing in worry.

“Nothing. It felt nice.” [Name] gave a warm smile and placed his hand on gyomeis chest.

Gyomei’s hand moved on top of [Name’s]. Gyomei’s face was full of happiness and joy. He squeezed [Name’s] hand, not too much. But just enough to get his point across.

“Your hands are getting cold, let’s go inside.” Gyomei said placing his hand on the lower back of [Name] and slowly walking them back inside.

[Name] turned around to face Gyomei once the door of the balcony shut. “Gyomei?” He asked.

Gyomei tilted his head in confusion almost encouraging his to keep going. “We have been lovers for a long time, about a few weeks.” Gyomei nodded along with each word.

“And I would like to know when we are going to have intercorse.” Gyomei had a flushed expression. Normally [Name] was bold and up front but he never expected him to do this.

“[Name]…we’ve talked about this. I’m 3 times your size. Are you sure you could handle it?” Gyomei leaned closer to [Name] placing a hand on his cheek.

“Gyomei. I’m not a child. I’ve fought 100 men in my life time. I can handle it.” [Name] said placing his much smaller hand on top of gyomesi

Gyomeis second finger plunged in. [Name] moaned loudly into the pillow. His eyes were the only thing not stuffed into the pillow.

Gyomei slowly moved his fingers the alluring feeling of the warm walls just pulsating around him. Sucking in his fingers and begging them to just stay. His thick, warm, and slick fingers moving around just made [Name’s] legs tremble.

[Name] had his knees supporting his body, his hips up in the air, while his hands gripped the pillow and his mouth was latched onto the pillow. Gyomei was right behind him watching how his body would shiver every time he thrusted his fingers in, [Name’s] walls tightening around him.

Gyomei could feel his own pleasure building up. His cock was hard and uncomfortable but he couldn’t bring himself to hurt [Name]. “Just a little longer.” Gyomei muttered to himself.

“How are you doing?” Gyomei asked stopping his movements so [Name] could really speak.

“M’good!” [Name] said popping his mouth off the pillow and looking back at Gyomei. His cheeks red and drool on his chin.

Gyomei felt this demon like desire. He desire to ruin the boy in front of him. Make him whimper and moan while he continues to fill him to the brim with his cock.

Gyomei’s eyes darkened with a thick layer of lust. He sat straighter as he took off his robe and pants. Leaving gyomei with a white shirt they flowed around his muscular build.

[Name] gasped as he saw how large gyomei was. The way it twitched in anticipation, the way it moved closer and closer. [Name] could feel the body heat pulsing off of Gyomei.

“I’ll try and make this not hurt. Please relax.” Gyomei said before slowly moving his dick into the another man’s hole. [Name] gripped onto the pillow. His eyes rolling back as he felt the filling of his entire bottom. It was like he was numb everywhere else except from that tingling feeling in his ass.

“Are you alright dear?” Gyomei asked running his hand up and down [Name’s] back. Shivers ran down [Name’s] spine, he was all too sensitive in this moment.

“Just give me a minute to adjust.” [Name] said while his walls pulsed and tightened around Gyomei’s cock. Gyomei grunted as he replied “how ever long you need. I will wait.”

Gyomei kissed the back of [Name] while touching his sides so lovingly. Holding this young man like he was glass. Trying to distract himself from the immense pleasure warming his cock.

“You can move now.” [Name] said quietly, but just enough to please Gyomei’s lingering desire. Gyomei gripped each side of [Name’s] hips and slowly pulling his own hips back before moving back in again, slowly.

[Name] shook under gyomeis size. This was his first time having intercorse with a man. Of course it was going to intense even more so with a man the size of Gyomei. So it was out of the question of walking tomorrow.

Gyomei groaned lowly, throwing his head back as his speed picked up just a tad. The feeling was mutual as [Name] would moan into the pillow. The faces he was making were just so embarrassing he begged Gyomei to do it like this.

He always thought that Gyomei would be disgusted by his faces. Maybe Gyomei would think his face when he came would be so ugly he would banish him from the castle. But neither of them could think.

Gyomei tightened his grip as he began as nice rhythm. The sounds of slapping skin. Gyomei’s huge balls hitting the [Name’s]. [Name] shot up as he moaned, his own hips moving back towards Gyomei.

Gyomei leaned down while he continued to move. “Dear, let me see your handsome face.” Gyomei placed a hand on [Name’s] face. Pulling them into a soft kiss. [Name] moaned as he continued to feel the amazing feeling of Gyomei pounding and filling up his ass.

[Name] reluctantly moved. Not because he really wanted to. But because he was so drunk off this lust he couldn’t find in his right mind why he wouldn’t want to move to face gyomei.

Gyomei smiled as he saw his lover sprawled out in front of him. Hard because of him, blushing because of him. It could only turn Gyomei on more.

Gyomei started to thrust in again. Watching [Name’s] face intently to make sure what he really like. Gyomei pushed himself deep in and saw how [Name] shook and convulsed. The way his head flew back and how his hands shook as they reached out for Gyomei’s.

Gyomei intertwined his fingers with [Name’s] smaller ones. [Name’s] half lidded eyes looked at Gyomei’s lustful expression. [Name] was getting closer by the second. He tightened his grip as his back arched when he felt a warm sensation from his stomach.

The room was filled with wet sounds, moans and groans, and the sound of two men panting as the became one. As they both reached their high and slowly came down from it they were both met with the comfort of the person they loved being beside them.

Gyomei picked up the tired boy and brought him them both to the bath room. Now this bathroom had a huge tub. I mean it would make sense for an emperor who was 7 feet tall and around 300 hundred pounds to have a huge tub.

Gyomei slowly filled up the tub with [Name] in it. Making sure it was just right. “Is it nice?” Gyomei asked to [Name] who was by the way half asleep.

[Name] nodded as the tub was now filled. Gyomei got in with him and scrubbed his back. [Name] was slowly waking up but was still very tired from all of that.

Gyomeis thick hand rubbing soapy suds all over [Name] while [Name] was having a hard time staying awake. His eyes fluttering open every time he let them close for too long.

The spring flowers were coming in. The pink and white flowers bloomed in the castles garden. [Name’s] heels clicked against the stone wall way of the garden.

This was his favorite part of the castle. It was serene and calm. it gave him a sense of peace, the way the birds and squirrels would be in harmony with each other.

There was no room for hate in the garden. Most of the times no one was there unless there was a party so most of the time [Name] got to enjoy the garden by himself.

He would enjoy how when the wind picked up and it would send petals flowing down and into his hair. A smile would grow on his lips, running his hands though his hair and grabbing the petals and just looking at them.

The hands he once killed hundreds of innocent men now are holding soft and beautiful flowers. He now cared for the little things in life, like feeding the ducks every afternoon and watching the river that flowed so bubbly in the garden.

This was life. If [Name] could he would sleep in the garden. Being surround by the worlds pretty flowers and trees and animals was what he dreamed about. But gyomei said it was dangerous to stay outside in the cold weather.

[Name] was standing in the gazebo of the garden staring at the rustling trees and how more and more beautiful petals are scattered across the stone walk way. He sighed as he rested his head on his hand.

He could hear small pitter patter foot steps approaching. He turned his head to see too little girls and they seemed to be nervous. [Name] gave them a warm smile and he turned his whole body around.

“You do it!” The older one of the two said. Mind you they are both very young. About five and three.

The youngest looked at [Name] and pulled and very badly made flower crown from behind. [Name] smiled happily as he crouched down near the girls.

“This is just beautiful. Did you make that?” [Name] said alternating his voice to be a tad higher. He saw people do it to babies before.

The youngest nodded as they pushed it forward to [Name]. “For me?” He asked pointing to his chest

The older one spoke up. “We saw you in the garden and we made it for you. Olivia said you looked like a prince.”

The youngest one gave a sour look to her sister as she replied. “No I didn’t!” [Name] squashed the squabble before it started

“Now now. The gift is very lovely and I’m pleased you think of me as a prince.” [Name] slowly leaned his head down so Olivia could place it on his head.

Olivia giggled as she placed on his head making sure it was on. It was a tad too big and leaned on the right side too far but to [Name] it was just lovely.

“It’s perfect.” [Name] smiled at Olivia. “Now if your Olivia what is your name?” [Name] asked to the older of the two sisters.

“My name is Daphne.” Daphne said putting her hand on her chest and closing her eyes.

“Are you two princesses?” [Name] asked standing up the flower crown still on his hair moving around.

“Mhm!” Olivia said holding up her hands to be picked up.

[Name] chuckled as he picked them both up one of each side of his hips. “Well princesses. What should we do today?”

[Name] started to walk around the stone walk way as they began to describe what princesses they were and what kingdom they ruled. In a pretend way obviously.

“[Name]!” A deep voice, a deep familiar voice yelled out. [Name] turned with a smile as he saw Gyomei.

A sweet smile formed on [Name’s] lips causing them to curl up and show off his teeth. The image of it was permanently sewn into Gyomei’s mind. The image of [Name] holding two girls on his hips. And smiling so proudly like they were his own two girls.

That moment right there made gyomei want to marry [Name].

The sound of over a thousand people in a room was intense. The over lapping sound was like a million tiny hammers hitting a screw.

The chatter was quickly silenced by the sound of a piano. The soft and sweet sounds and tones that filled the room as a door opened. [Name] adorned in golds and white silks important from china.

Hand sewn and cut just for him. as he walked down the aisle, occasionally glancing at the many followers who have come today to see him and gyomei be wed.

[Name] gripped the flowers hand picked in his hands. Gyomei himself picked them this morning, or atleast that’s what the servents said.

Gyomei gulped hard. The sight of [Name] adorned in white and only the finest of jewels. It was a feast for your eyes. Gyomei being the sensitive man was already flowing tears.

He was just too happy to finally marry a man who loved him. A man who was kind and not all his past set him to be.

As [Name] joined Gyomei in the alter. The officiant began to speak. His voice old and dignified, “On this day we join Himajima Gyomei and [Name] [Last Name]. It was just yesterday when these two lovers met. Not really, but now they shall grow into the fine flowers they are meant to be. You shall walk together with your hand in hand through dark and light. In hopes of this fine day you shall stay onto the end of your time. Have you prepared vows?” He darts his eyes to Gyomei and [Name]

Gyomei went first. “My dearest, [Name]. I have known you for years and it felt like only yesterday I saw you. I remember your first day with me and how it was a little funny seeing you get used to the castle. But over time I have loved you, I have cherished you. For me you are my sun. There is a light that shines bright when I see you almost blinding me. Everytime I see your smile it was almost like I am a little boy again. Even though we have been together for some time now, I have a crush on you. My stomach gets filled with butterflies and when dress up when we have dinners I felt my palms sweat. Through in sickness and in health I promise to be by your side. I love you, [Name]”

[Name] had fresh and coming tears flowing down his cheeks as Gyomei spoke so kindly about him. He had loved Gyomei with his whole heart and it almost felt like someone stabbed his heart in that moment. The person who stabbed it? Cupid. [Name] could not explain just how much in love he was with Gyomei at the moment.

[Name] cleared his throat and began his portion. “Gyomei. Never in my life did I believe I would live in such comfort and happiness. Since I was young my life was a grey mess. There was no much luck in my life. Since birth I was fighting for another day. And then I got to meet you. Never in a million years would I imagine you would have taken a liking to me. And I struggled for a longer time trying to wrap my brain around you loving me. Because“ [Name] began to choke on his own words covering his mouth and trying to calm himself down.

“Because I could have never expected someone so loving and kind to care about me. And to you I am forever in your debt for your kindness. And I will follow you to the ends of the earth through sickness and in health. I love you gyomei.” Now both of them were in tears. I think I can see some people in the crowd sharing some tears as well.

The officiant cleared his throat as he was finishing up. “Do you gyomei take [Name] to be your husband?”

“I do.”

“And do you [Name] take this man to be your husband?”

“I do.”

“You may now kiss the groom.”

[Name] launched into Gyomei’s arms as they both kissed passionately. The crowd erupted in applause and cheer. [Name] slowly pulled away from Gyomei’s lips and smiled at him. Wiping away a few stray tears that still lingered.

[Name] the smiled as he looked over at the crowd of women waiting for him to throw his bouquet. He smirked as he turned around and threw it. Women chased after it until it was revealed Olivia caught it.

We heard some “awe” and maybe a few jealous glares but who cares. Gyomei and [Name] finally got their happy ending. The once cold and lonely emperor now had his husband. And the once blood thirsty and animalistic fighter now could rest easy. As they now were together…

Hey guys author here! Sorry again if this took so long I have the worst attention span ever. Also I’m too lazy to fix any spelling errors, if you find any tell me and I will fix it. But I hope you guys are having a great day. :~) also someone was really wanting a part two so whoever you were (I don’t remember their @) but I hope you enjoyed this personally. Okay buh bye now!

[bgunphoenix]

𝕿𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 ⌞𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛⌝

This is a more relaxed chapter after all that chaos at the mugen train! 

While it is shorter than the last one I hope you all like it  (｡T ω T｡)

Wattpad Chapter

Last Chapter

TANJIRO’S POV

When the kakushi arrived, I could smell the fear reeking off of them, like they had never seen someone injured like that. Rengoku stayed by his side till the kakushi ran towards the butterfly manor at an incredible speed.

“Do not worry Kamado boy! Y/n is going to be fine, the kakushi will make sure of it!” Rengoku walked back to us but his hands were trembling, like he was almost saying it to himself and not us…

“Rengoku-san! He will be fine, I know it!” I hope so…

3rd PERSON POV

“TANJIRO!” Zenitsu ran to his friend and tackled him to the ground “I ALREADY HELPED NEZUKO BUT I WAS SO SCARED!”

“I WANT TO TACKLE MONJIRO TO THE GROUND” Inosuke joined the pile on the dirt while Tanjiro laid there, almost passed out

“How’s your injury doing, young Kamado?” Rengoku pulled Tanjiro out of the pile and checked on him “I believe you also need to leave for the butterfly manor, you should have it checked!”

“Oh, thank you Rengoku-san! I will!” Tanjiro nodded as he went to check on the box where his sister rested. “You must be tired Nezuko, you did a great job back there” He could smell the tiredness of his sister, she had done an excellent job along with Zenitsu back in the train.

Tanjiro tried to grab the box but the sharp pain on his side stopped him, he was still injured after all, Zenitsu and Kyojuro approached him from the back while the kakushi helped people all around them “Young Kamado, do not strain yourself, I will help to carry your sister’s box while Agatsuma helps you! He told me about her actions and how she helped the passengers!”

As Rengoku placed the box on his back, Zenitsu grabbed Tanjiro and carried him on his back. “I believe in your little sister, I accept her as a member of the demon slayer corps, while I was making my way towards the front of the train, I saw her bleeding as she protected the people inside of the train, Anyone who risks their lives to save humans from demons is a rightful member of the demon slayer corps, no other opinion matters!”

Tanjiro’s eyes drowned in tears as he hugged Zenitsu “Thank you Rengoku-san! I’m in debt with you!”, “Tanjiro! Stop choking me or I’ll drop you!” Zenitsu’s face was almost purple while saying that.

Inosuke ran up to them while holding what was left of a katana “HEY! YOU MASKED PEOPLE DROPPED THIS!” He stopped next to Kyojuro and extended his hand, on it was a Tsuba, a butterfly one reinforced with gold along the edges “It’s from the weapon of the fox! He seemed like he cared about it so I grabbed it when the masked people left it behind!”

Zenitsu approached while Tanjiro looked at the object, it was the tsuba of L/n’s katana, it looked like a butterfly. He had seen a similar one but he couldn’t remember where…

“Keep it with you till we reach the butterfly manor, then we can leave it by his bedside, well done boar boy!” Rengoku head patted Inosuke and kept walking while looking at the tsuba ‘I have seen a similar one, it was the pin that Kocho’s sister used to wear, I wonder if it’s a coincidence!’

Aoi was sitting on the engawa with Kanao, they were relaxing after saying goodbye to all the demon slayers who had gone back to their missions, Sumi, Kiyo and Naho were playing with a temari on the patio, Shinobu was in her office working on various medicines, it seemed like a peaceful day for them, not a single slayer needed tending nor any of them had any chores to do.

“MISS SHINOBU, WE BRING YOU A PATIENT, PLEASE HELP US!” At least three kakushi had shouted when Aoi and Kanao rushed to see what was happening, Shinobu catched up to them and told them to prepare the surgery room.

‘Did Tanjiro and his friends get injured while on mission?, this guys never lear-’ Aoi saw a body covered by a sheet, the kakushi were covered in blood while helping the man on the stretcher, Shinobu was already helping him while Kanao was stopping the bleeding on one of his legs.

“Aoi! I need you to bring me anaesthetic now! Bring new towels and gloves!” Aoi nodded and ran to get what Shinobu asked for, the kakushi were assisting the two slayers as they tried to save Y/n’s life.

KYOJURO’S POV

When we arrived to the butterfly manor, I was told to put Kamado Nezuko’s box on a room with no windows for the kakushi to take care of her, Agatsuma and Hashibira were put in a different room for a minor check up while Kamado and me were on the same room being attended by the kakushi 

“Pardon me, Goto-san but have you heard anything about a man that came before us? deeply wounded?” Tanjiro was talking to one of the kakushi that were attending him.

“Him? He’s still in surgery with Kocho-sama, her tsuguko and the rest of the medical staff, apparently he is in bad condition, the other kakushi that have seen him have told me that is a miracle that the man is alive, with so much blood loss” Goto looked at the bandages on Kamado’s abdomen and placed the tray with medical supplies on the nearby table.

He’s still in surgery 3 hours later, the uppermoon said something about broken bones and ribs, but he still fought as if it didn’t happen. Was it really that bad?

 ‘You have more than 10 ribs broken, the muscles on your left leg are torn to shreds, your left arm is sprained, you are bleeding internally, all of that is irreparable’

I still remember looking at him while he fought, it was like staring at a god surrounded by light, I was paralysed by how radiant he looked, I couldn’t even help him while he was coughing his own blood, what kind of Hashira am I?

“Rengoku-san? Is something on your mind?” Young Kamado was looking at me with a concerned expression, was he able to read me based on my face?

“No! Do not fret yourself Young Kamado” I had to quickly change the topic because it looked like he was about to ask again “You were talking about a dance that your father used to perform, perhaps it is mentioned on the Flame Hashira records! I still maintain my offer about becoming my apprentice, we can go to my state and train while we look for it!”

That seemed to work, Kamado rested on his bed while I looked at the roof of the room, I should have helped him while he fought that upper moon, I’m in debt for his help on the mission, that still leaves room for questioning, he’s not a demon slayer but he wields a nichirin weapon with ease, at the level of a hashira nonetheless.

3rd PERSON POV

It took Shinobu and her assistants 5 hours of surgery to stabilise Y/n, as soon as the surgery ended they moved him to a private room on the west wing of the state, and the kakushi on duty cleaned the operation room while everyone rested, The insect hashira told her assistants that Y/n probably wouldn’t wake up in the foreseeable future, the blood loss would have killed anyone else but that was what intrigued the hashira.

Shinobu looked at the blood sample under her microscope ‘This is most certainly interesting, the red cell count on all the samples I’ve analysed are off the charts, maybe it’s because of a disease or a disorder but I would need to ask him for information’

On the records of the demon slayers that she had there wasn’t a single mention of the man she just performed surgery on. He wasn’t a demon slayer yet the kakushi had told her he had held his ground against an upper moon.

‘I should call Tanjiro and his friends to hear what they know about him, Rengoku as well’ Shinobu placed the rest of the blood samples on a high shelf and went to walk to the young demon slayers.

With a swift movement, a raven snuck on the room to take the blood samples the hashira had taken, ‘Heika-sama had ordered to retrieve any possession of master L/n from this state’ 

Miroku grabbed the little bottles with his claws and snuck off to the general headquarters ‘Master L/n is going to need medicine if he wants to wake up soon, I will ask for it once I arrive to the headquarters’

The state became quieter by the minute, Kyojuro had gotten up from his bed and began to walk around in hope of finding Shinobu or her helpers, he needed to know what had happened to Y/n and he was going to find out about him sooner or later.

“Rengoku-san, you should be resting” Shinobu was at the end of the hallway, looking at him with a stern face, she was in her demon slayer uniform, maybe she was preparing for a mission. 

“Kocho-san! I was wondering where is the man who came before us? Is he here?” Kyojuro walked up to her and began to look around, he needed to know what had happened to him, maybe they had sent him to a local hospital, taking into account that he wasn't a demon slayer. 

“I was going to look for you, we have a meeting along with the other hashira, we need to discuss about this man, there is something that doesn’t feel right about this situation” Shinobu held a clipboard and switched the pages as she spoke.

“Then we must be going! I will help you with whatever info I can provide you!” The two hashiras walked to a nearby part of the state, a different small building that served as a meeting place, the rest of the hashiras were supposed to be there already as Shinobu had told Kyojuro, they hadn’t tell anyone else about the meeting, wanting to resolve the issue before telling the master so they wouldn’t burden him.

“Rengoku! How is your injury doing?” Tengen stood up from his seat and walked up to Kyojuro, they began to talk to each other while Shinobu placed the clipboard on the table.

Sanemi sat next to Iguro and they were talking about sword forms. Muichiro was staring into a ginkgo leaf he had picked on his way here. Mitsuri was talking with Gyomei about cats.

And Giyuu sat alone not talking with anyone.

Shinobu sat down and began to talk, everyone fell silent and listened “Recently, a demon had appeared on the mugen train, several slayers were sent to that place and they died so Oyakata-sama sent Rengoku-san along with 3 other slayers, including Tanjiro-kun and his sister, The demon had a sleep related demon art and put everyone to sleep, after he woke up Kamado-san tried to fight the demon and was interrupted and saved by a man, who later slayer the demon and saved Tanjiro-kun and his friends, then a confrontation between an upper moon and the man, who almost dies and was saved by Rengoku-san, is this correct?” Everyone stared into the table as she spoke, an upper moon appeared out of nowhere and almost 200 people died were it not for a random man.

“Indeed! He saved both me and Young Kamado, were it not for him, I’m sure I would have died!” Rengoku stated as happily as he told what had happened with Y/n, but his smile faltered as he remembered how the man fought against the demon, how he, a hashira, felt paralysed and couldn’t do anything, he couldn’t move and fight the demon.

“It was surprising, the moment I first saw him he managed to sneak right behind me” Kyojuro stared at the table as he remembered it, “Someone managed to sneak behind you?” Tengen stared at his friend with wide open eyes “Yes! It was quite surprising! His footsteps didn’t even make a sound!”, “Well! Isn’t he a flashy man?”  Shinobu stared at the pair, they were straying away from the point, it was infuriating for her.

‘Why even bother about how “flashy” he is?, it isn’t what I needed to talk about with them, there is enough people risking their lives already, people who work in the corps; why should more people risk their lives OUTSIDE of it?, it’s already hard enough to cure injured slayers, now I would need to worry about outside “Hunters?” how many people would die while trying to become slayers or hunters, how many innocents would be left without parents or siblings?’

Mitsuri looked at her girlfriend and discreetly squeezed her hand, they had begun dating a few months ago and she knew when Shinobu was concealing her rage, the way her eye twitched and her hands contracted on her palms, white knuckles and empty eyes and sometimes she would rub the fabric of her haori between her fingers.

“Don't worry Shinobu-Chan” 

“That's what we need to talk about, someone who could match an upper moon 3 and we know nothing of? How would he know about the mission and the demon who was present on the train?” Obanai talked coldly, while it was nice that his friend had not died, the situation seemed highly suspicious. 

“Thank you Iguro-san, while I appreciate your comments Uzui-san, the biggest problem in the room is the “hunters” Rengoku-san spoke about, there are not records on the history of the corps about them, there would be come records of people climbing mount Yoko to get scarlet ore, but there are none” Shinobu grabbed a large object covered with cloth, she untied the cord and placed the object on the table, it was what remained of a katana, the part one would grip along with nichirin shards.

“Red? That is the colour of flame techniques, is it not?” Mitsuri tried to grab one of the shards before Sanemi stopped her.

“Do not touch it, those shards are sharp and something doesn’t seem right” Sanemi spoke bitterly at how Mitsuri was so careless about touching stuff. Every hashira stared at the stained cloth, deep red under every part that was placed on it.

“Yes, indeed! Thank you Shinazugawa-san!” Shinobu put gloves on and grabbed the tsuka along with a few shards “This is no regular flame breathing, Rengoku-san do you remember what breathing style that man used?” 

“Yes! I saw him use a breathing technique I never saw before! He called it blood breathing!”

“That coincides with what Kamado-kun and his friends said, this is no ordinary nichirin blade, the tsuka was modified to fit several compartments, one containing wisteria poison, heavily concentrated. The other two had demon blood and the same blood I was able to take from that man, While I don’t understand the purpose of it, I have called a swordsman to review it and tell us what he thinks about it” The insect hashira opened the tsuka to reveal what she was talking about, all empty but the wood was stained in deep crimson and deep purple.

“Blood and poison?, This guy for sure is flamboyant!” Tengen grabbed some of the shards and began to play with them, “Why would his Katana be broken this way? Normally it would break in big pieces, not in small shards! It seems like an explosion took place inside it!” The shards reminded him about his own nichirin fireworks.

“It did explode from what I recall! It was a form of this breathing, he wedged it on the demon’s head and it exploited, I’m not sure how!” Rengoku recalled the fight again as he tried to explain it to his fellow hashira.

“Kamado-kun wasn’t able to smell any gunpowder from it, therefore the explosion would be caused from another substance” Shinobu recollected the shards the other hashira had taken and placed them back on the cloth “I need everyone’s help to look for information about “demon hunters”, anything you can find is useful,  bring it to me by crow if possible”

The hashira nodded and they left the room, Mitsuri stayed back with her girlfriend “is everything OK Shinobu-chan?”

“I will treat you to sakura mochis to relax, let’s go!” Shinobu nodded and left the room along with her girlfriend, not noticing what was left of the katana being taken away by ravens and a crow.                        ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦✦•······················•✦•······················•✦

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Akaza had to remove all nichirin shards stuck within himself manually as a punishment for failing his mission, Muzan took a special interest in the shards and decided to keep them...

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[loverofgenya]

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Drabble | Himejime Gyomei x M!Reader | Platonic Fluff

The hashira couldn't help but smile at the happy emotion that rolled off of his student in waves. The tiny meows of the kittens fill his ears, mixing with the giggles of [Name].

"They're so tiny" The teen awed, gently caressing the kitten's fur. "They fit perfectly in your hands!"

Humming, Gyomei carefully scratched the kitten's head. "Indeed. All baby animals are small at first"

A snort left the boy's nose, his words sarcastic. "No really? I never knew!"

The male chuckled at his student's normal attitude. These soft and quiet moments were Gyomei's favorite, he'd cherish these times for as long as he lives.

[h2llish]

don't cry don't despair

★ giyu tomioka

nothing here

★ mitsuri kanroji

nothing here

★ obanai iguro

nothing here

★ sanemi shinazugawa

nothing here

★ gyomei himejima

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★ muichiro tokito

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★ shinobu kocho

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★ kyojuro rengoku

nothing here

★ tengen uzui

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do not repost, translate, copy or run my writing through an ai

[okeutocalma]

Gyomei Himejima [ Leitor Mudo ].

— Qual o seu nome? — Gyomei perguntou com uma voz calma, aproximando-se do rosto do menino.

Ele não disse nada; seu rosto ainda era o mesmo. 

“ Ele é fofo...  ”

O hashira pensou antes de corar e se aproximar do oni ferido.

— Você não me ouviu? — Gyomei perguntou de maneira doce — Eu perguntei seu nome…

O menino não respondeu, ele apontou para a própria garganta e balançou a cabeça, voltando para sua posição como se nada tivesse acontecido. Himejima apenas olhou para o pequeno com... Surpresa.

— Você é mudo, querido? — Perguntou com uma face séria. O oni apenas assentiu, sem desviar o olhar de Gyomei.

— Entendo. — Ele disse enquanto olhava para o céu com uma expressão desconhecida; claramente perdido em pensamentos. — Você vai ser meu parceiro, certo?

O oni concordou e logo sorriu, Himejima apenas retribuiu o sorriso.

Se Kagaya confiava nele, ele também confiaria .

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Vários

Meses

Depois.

— Ei-- uh, [Nome].

 O grande homem tentou abordar [Nome], que estava descascando batatas sozinho na cozinha; era um milagre que ninguém estivesse com ele.

Os dois estavam juntos pela manhã.

O mudo virou a cabeça, olhando para Gyomei e sorriu enquanto inclinava a cabeça. 

O mais alto apenas corou.

— Hum eu só queria te ajudar… — 

Descansando uma mão em seu pescoço e desviando o olhar do outro, o hashira tentou não parecer um completo idiota na frente de sua paixão.

 Ele apenas ouviu um zumbido em aprovação e sentiu a mão de [Nome] na dele. 

Instantaneamente corou ainda mais e virou a cabeça para ver o mudo sorrindo, dando-lhe uma batata e um descascador. Himejima os pegou e começou a trabalhar.

Dando algumas olhadas no oni, Gyomei não deixou de reparar em seu cabelo macio. 

Sua pele parecia tão frágil; as bochechas do outro estavam levemente coradas, assim como seus lábios. 

O garoto mais alto pensou em como seria beijar seus adoráveis ​​lábios; como seria envolver seus braços em volta dele e marcar seu pescoço em todos os lugares. 

[nyankochan]

Hashira Training: Wifely Duties

Synopsis: Your husband is working hard to train the members of the Demon Slayer corps in preparation for the upcoming battle with Muzan. However, they seem a bit stressed. You decide to help in other ways, like a good wife. Pairings: [SEPARATE] Uzui x Reader, Giyu x Reader, Obanai x Reader, Sanemi x Reader, Rengoku x Reader, Gyomei x Reader

Content: MDNI, fem! reader, oral male & female receiving, dacryphilia (Uzui), bath sex (Uzui), bondage (Obanai), pregnancy (Himejima), unprotected sex, rough sex (Sanemi), overstimulation, breeding (Rengoku), I hope I didn’t forget anything else but sorry if I did.

Word count: 7.2K (bruh)

A/N: Just finished the Hashira Training Arc. No anime episode has ever stressed me more than that finale...Added Rengoku as a hypothetical what-if since he's my favorite hashira. Muichiro excluded since he's a little baby but I still love him.

Uzui Tengen: Former Sound Hashira

“Move your asses! If you don’t finish the last rep, no dinner for you tonight!”

Your husband’s loud voice carries a great distance, no surprise coming from the former sound hashira. This allows you to find him and your other co-wives fairly easily as you make your way up the mountain side where Tengen’s endurance camp had been set up.

You’re met with a somewhat…comedic(?) sight..of your flashy husband dressed in a casual kimono swinging a wooden sword at the fallen demon slayers who were clearly on the verge of passing out from exhaustion. You couldn’t help but feel pity for the poor kids.

“If you don’t get it together you’ll never survive what the other hashira have in store,” Tengen huffed, seemingly more annoyed than angry.

“Now now, Tengen-sama, don’t be so hard on the kids,” you sigh, setting down the extra pot you had been tasked with bringing to help prepare dinner. “You’ll end up giving them all nightmares.”

The way Tengen’s face lights up when he sees you makes your heart flutter. "Y/n! I was wondering where you went off to."

"I asked her to go back home to grab another stew pot," Makio chimed in, all while throwing a subtle glare towards a Suma. "Since someone forgot to do what they were told and bring it like asked.

Suma proceeds to hide behind you and Hinatsuru as you help her with the rice for the onigiri. "Uwahh! Y/n-san! Hinatsuru-san! Makio-san is targeting me again!"

"Please, don't start," You sigh.

"We all need to do our part," Hinatsuru said, like the mature woman of the group she was. "Let's do our best with dinner so that we aren't inconveniencing Tengen-sama."

With four sets of hands, you guys get dinner done by sundown, the smell of fresh onigiri and beef stew wafting through the air. However, the poor demon slayers were so worn out from your husband's brutal training, you don't think any of them would have the energy to even think about eating. Still, Tengen snaps at them to do so as to not let you all's hard work go to waste.

"Tengen-sama, please try to relax a little," you gently say, tugging on the end of his kimono. You offer him a bowl you had prepared. "It's not good to get so worked up."

Although grateful, Tengen doesn't say anything as he takes the food you offered, sipping the broth in silence.

That night, you soak in the Uzui Manner's private onsen, the stress of the day clouding your thoughts. You’re worried. You know the final battle against Muzan will inevitably happen, but you’re terrified. For your friends. For your family. What if Tengen has to come out of retirement to help? What if you and your co-wives are caught in the middle like in the Red Light District?

You’re so in your head that you don’t even hear the door open and someone enter. “What a surprise. I thought you were in bed by now.”

Tengen’s voice startles you and you’re quick to sink into the water to cover yourself. Your husband’s laughter fills your ears. “What are you being shy for?” Clad in nothing but a towel, you gawk at your husband’s physique. Despite officially retiring from the Demon Slayer Corps, his consistent training kept him in shape.

“You just surprised me…that’s all…”

Tengen settles behind you in the bath, the water sloshing as he enters and pulls you into his lap. You relax against his chest. “You wanna tell me what you were thinking about?” He asks, tracing his hand down your side making you shiver involuntarily.

“N-no….its nothing. But you seemed stressed earlier, Tengen-sama. Is there anything I can do for you.”

Tengen sighs, leaning back against the edge of the bath, arms spread and muscles tense. “It’s nothing, love, don’t worry.”

You frown. You then turn so that you’re straddling Tengen’s lap, the water splashing with your movement. Tengen raises a brow in confusion, but doesn’t question your actions. “P-please allow me to help you, Tengen-sama.”

Tengen chuckles, cupping your cheek gently. “You already do more than enough for me, and for that I’m very grateful.” The kiss he pressed against your lips starts off soft, only to grow more intense and desperate. You squirm, letting out a small whimper.

Feeling you rock against him, Tengen groans, his cock beginning to harden. He scoops you up underneath your thighs with one hand, not breaking your kiss. As he lays you down on the onsen deck, you shiver at the cold feeling of the stone. Tengen trails gentle kisses down your neck while his fingers grace your clit, stimulating the sensitive nerves.

“W-wait. W-wait,” you suddenly protest. Tengen pulls back, worried he hurt you. “I-I want to be of use to you, Tengen-sama. Please let me please you.”

Tengen wears a rather perplexed expression before chuckling. He sits back on the end of the bath. “Ok then, please me.”

You drop to your knees before your husband, taking his cock gently into your hands. It’s already stiff with arousal, pre pearling at the fat tip. Your finger traces the thick vein running up the side of Tengen’s length, making him twitch.

Tengen groaned as your warm mouth enveloped him, his head leaning back in satisfaction as his fingers gripped your hair tightly. You immediately began to suck, feeling your jaw strain as he began to swell in size. Tears prickled in your eyes, and you rest your hands on Tengen’s thighs to steady yourself.

"Mhmm fuck," Tengen moaned deeply. His low raspy voice only turned you on more. He gripped Your hair harsher and pulled you closer; you nearly gag. "Fuck. Don't stop. Use your hand. Fuck. There you go.”

You eagerly obliged, sucking him harder and taking more of him, or as much as you could cause he was just so damn big. Tears trickle down your cheeks, and it takes all Tengen’s willpower to not buck into your mouth. The sight of you looking at him so innocently, crying as you try to take his size almost has him coming down your throat. You can tell he’s close to his release from the way he tenses, muscles tightening, yet he quickly pulled you away.

“T-Tengen-sama?” You question, out of breath. Before you can react, Tengen has you pulled into his lap and your knees pressed to your chest with his arms wrapped under your legs in a rather embarrassing position that has your cunt exposed. In a single thrust, the tip of his cock kisses your cervix and you’re crying out.

Tengen rests his head against your back, breathing heavily. “You’re so good to me.” He groans at the feeling of your warm cunt wrapping snuggly around him. “I love you so much.” Tengen’s grip tightens, pulling your legs back further as his hips buck up, stretching you further. The slightly uncomfortable position makes you whimper.

“But tonight, I’m going to fuck you like I don’t.”

Iguro Obanai: Serpent Hashira

You know how ruthless and impatient your husband can be, so you pity the poor slayers who were stuck in the vicious vice-like hold Obanai’s training has. Most of them had been there for at least a week, if not more, unable to perform at a level that satisfied your husband. So, you’ve taken on somewhat of a nurse role, providing first aid to the many bruises, welts and rope burns the slayers received as part of the training. Your hope was that your treatment would lessen the pain of entering the baths.

“There! All done,” you say, closing up your first aid kit having just treated the cut on one member’s face. “Next time, remember to guard your vital spots. You’re lucky it was only training. A demon wouldn’t be so forgiving.”

“R-right! T-thank you Mrs. Iguro!”

You wave the slayer off as you finish packing your things up. Though you try to ignore it, you can still hear the whispering about your husband.

“How did such a sweet woman end up with a man like the serpent hashira?”

“Yeah the only real demon here is him…”

You grit your teeth in annoyance, prepared to say something when the sliding doors slam open. The atmosphere tenses as your husband walks in, a very angry and intense aura surrounding him.

“If you have time for idle chatter then you must not have worked hard enough,” Obanai scowled, Kaburamaru hissing around his neck. The slayers all quickly scramble to their feet and ran to grab their swords and avoid Obanai’s wrath.

You tug on his haori, stopping him from moving. “Dear, be nice.”

The scowl on his face somewhat softens only to immediately return when a new person announces their presence: Kamado Tanjiro.

“I look forward to training under you,” Tanjiro says, as cheerful as ever. Either he didn’t see your husband’s murderous look or he didn’t care. “Ah! Hello to you too Mrs. Y/n!”

You return the bright smile with one of your own. “It’s great to see that you’ve recovered well, Kamado-kun.”

“Oí! Don’t be so casual with my wife like you’re friends!” Obanai snapped. “And the rest of you stop gawking at her!”

You can only sigh. Of course, anything that you said practically went in one ear and out the other, and Obanai was so rough with the trainees you were surprised he didn’t break anything. Poor Tanjiro in particular seemed to get the brunt of your husband’s annoyance, leaving him with thankfully only some bruising since the training was conducted with practice swords instead of real blades. However, Obanai wouldn’t let treat anyone’s wounds this time around. The moment he ordered for them to scram somewhere, he dragged you out the dojo and back to the main house.

His grip on your wrist was tight, and you knew better than to protest when he was in his foul moods. But the fact that he hadn’t uttered a single word was making you somewhat anxious for what was to come. Was he somehow pissed off at you too?

Once you make it to your shared room and Kaburamaru slithers off somewhere, Obanai closes the sliding door. It’s just the two of you, the tension in the air is suffocating.

“U-um…O-Obanai…a-are you mad?” you try to break the silence only to receive the most piercing glare from your husband’s dual colored eyes, making you hush up instantly.

“Mad?” Obanai scoffs. “Nothing you do can make me mad at you. But…” His eyes trained to yours as he backs you into your shared futon. “I hate the way those idiots gawk and act too friendly with you. You’re my wife. You’re mine and mine alone.”

Obanai grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him. His intense gaze while nerve racking is so insanely attractive that you’re whimpering quietly, trying to rub your thighs together in desperate need. Obanai picks up on this and lets out a low chuckle.

“I guess I have to remind you in other ways that you belong to me. Clothes. Off.”

You quickly start taking your kimono off, untying the Obi sash. Clearly you don’t move fast enough for your husband’s liking as he flips you on to your back and starts pulling the fabric off of you.

“W-wait, O-Obanai!” Your cheeks flush in embarrassment. Obanai ignores your pleas, and proceeds to use your obi to intricately tie up your l your wrists behind your back, pinning your arms almost uncomfortably together.

“Don’t you look pretty,” Obanai hums in amusement, pleased with the way the bindings were. He grabs your wrists and forces you to bend over, ass in the air. Obanai nudges your legs up to have a clear view of your dripping cunt, to which he inserts a finger, then two. You helplessly squirm against the restraints, keening against his touch.

“You’re so greedy,” Obanai scoffs. “You’re just sucking my fingers in.”

“Please, Obanai,” you beg. “I need you inside me.”

“Hm…since you asked so nicely.”

You hear him shuffle around, presumably to remove his clothes. You then feel the heat of his chest as he leans over you. Although he was somewhat rough with the restraints, Obanai is tender when he kisses your shoulder blade.

With one hand on you waist and the other on your wrists, Obanai inches his cock into you, groaning at how tight you feel around him. He bottoms out easily and you moan at the uncomfortable arch the position puts you in.

“M-move…p-please…” you whimper.

Obanai chuckles. He pulls out just to the tip before thrusting back in, setting a rough yet steady pace. His cock reaches so deep thanks to the position he has you in, making you gasp each time it kisses your cervix.

“Fuck…you feel so good…” Obanai groans. Usually he’s not one to be overly vocal during sex, but the heat of your cunt was just so addicting and he thought he would lose his mind.

“P-please…” you stumble over your words as he pounds into you. “C-can I hold you?”

Obanai falters briefly, his chest feeling strangely full. How do you always find a way to be so sweet to him? You were going to be the death of him.

Nonetheless, he unties the knot to release your wrists. He flips you over, realigning his throbbing cock at your entrance. You immediately wrap your arms around his neck and legs around his waist to pull him close. Both of you let out shaky moans as he thrusts back in. You gently kiss at the scars on his mouth, and he shivers in response, taking one of your hands to intertwine with his.

“I love you,” he mutters so quietly you almost don’t catch it. You nuzzle into his touch.

“I love you too.”

Shinazugawa Sanemi: Wind Hashira

You’re currently pissed at your husband and ignoring him. You ignoring him has him even more pissed off, so the Shinazugawa mansion is tense and a literal war zone. The impending war against Muzan is inevitable. While you understand that, you see no reason why your husband has to be such a dick to everyone. Especially to his own younger brother.

“That damn bastard, who does he think he is, going off the rails like that,” you angrily mutter under your breath as you threat Genya’s injuries. He winced at the antiseptic on his cut. You frown. “Sorry sweetheart…”

“It’s ok…Y/n-nee…” Genya says half heartedly. The recent fight between the Shinazugawa brothers ended up escalating to a dangerous point. If it weren’t for Tanjiro’s interference, there probably would’ve been more injuries. And having known the Shinazugawa brothers since childhood, you were fiercely protective of Genya. So seeing Sanemi attack his brother the way he did without any hesitation was literally your last straw.

“I’m sorry…” Genya said.

“Hm? For what?”

“For causing trouble in you and nii-san’s marriage…” the younger boy avoids looking you in the eye. “if only I could use breathing techniques and weren’t so weak…then maybe he’d acknowledge me.”

“Awe, Gen, don’t say that,” you say, pulling the younger boy into a tight hug against your chest. “Your actions have nothing to do with my marriage. Your brother is just being a pain in the ass but that doesn’t mean I still don’t love him. I know he has a shitty way of showing it, but he does care. I’m sorry that you’ve somehow gotten in the middle of our marital problems. I promise things will get better. For all of us.”

You finish tending to his injuries before placing a tender kiss on his forehead, like you used to do when you were kids. Still, Genya’s face explodes red at your babying, making you laugh as you take your exit. As you leave, you’re surprised to see your husband standing outside the door with his arms crossed. Your face sours.

“The fuck you want?” You snap.

“Still got a fuckin attitude?” He retorts.

“Says you.” You walk off in a huff. Sanemi sighs and runs after you.

“Y/n, wait. Please talk to me.”

“About what?” You say bitterly. “I don’t got shit to say to you after the stunt you pulled. I don’t want to hear anything from you unless it’s an apology.”

“Fuck, fine I’m sorry! Now will you listen to me?!” Sanemi desperately said, grabbing a hold of your wrist to stop you. Your eyes narrow, not trusting his words. “Look. I know I was wrong but I can’t take anymore of you ignoring me and doting all over Genya.”

You snatch your hand away, scowling. “So now you’re jealous of your kid brother? I used to change his goddamn diapers.”

“That’s not…ugh fuck. Come with me!” Once more Sanemi grabs your arm, dragging you through the manner against your protests. He brings you to your shared room, which for the past few weeks you’ve stopped sleeping in out of spite. Sanemi closes the door, locking it shut.

“Now what? You got me alone.” You scoff.

“Ugh just shut up!” Sanemi yells, grabbing your chin and kissing you frantically, almost desperately. Your response is muffled and your knees immediately go weak as he forces his tongue in your mouth to deepen the kiss. You’re gasping for air by the time Sanemi pulls away. He buries his head into your shoulder, inhaling your scent that he’s missed so much.

“I’m sorry…dammit…” Sanemi’s voice cracks slightly. “I don’t want to lose you too. I couldn’t bear losing another person so important to me…so please, stop being mad at me…I’m sorry.”

“Nemi…” You cup his cheek before pinching it harshly making him hiss. “You dumbass. That’s what this was all about?I didn’t realize you were this goddamn emotionally constipated.” You sigh, Sanemi now glaring at you while rubbing his cheek. You gently kiss the tip of his nose. “I’m not going anywhere any time soon, okay? I promise.”

Sanemi exhales, almost like a sigh of relief. “Okay.” He kisses you again, this time gentler as if he’s afraid you’ll leave. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him deeper. “I’ve missed you.” Sanemi muttered. His hands begin to wander, trailing up the side of your waist under your uniform.

“Did you miss me, or my body?” You tease.

“Mhm? Both.”

“You’re such a tease.”

“Yet you love me anyway.”

Sanemi kisses you again with more force, all while guiding you down to your shared futon. His hands are rough, groping your breasts, pinching your nipples that stiffen at his touch. You roll your hips upward to press against the growing bulge in his pants. Sanemi groans, biting your lip.

“You like testin’ my patience, don’t you?” Sanemi huffs.

“That depends,” you taunt, beginning to unbutton your uniform top. Sanemi swallows thickly, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “You gonna do something about it?”

Sanemi grit his teeth. He grabbed you by the waist, flipping you on your backside, the rest of your clothes torn off from his own impatience. “It looks like I’ll just have to fuck the attitude out of you.”

Your husband makes do of his promise, fucking you senseless into the sheets, weeks of built up tension between the two of you finally being released. He’s aggressive and rough, gripping at your hips so tightly they’d probably bruise. Your neck is littered with bite marks, while Sanemi’s already scared torso has fresh red scratches from the way you grabbed at him. Not that he minded.

“F-fuck,” Sanemi groaned, relishing the way you clenched around his cock. His hips snapped against yours, making you gasp and shudder. “Fuck I missed this. I missed you. Don’t ever fucking ignore me again.”

“N-Nemi, please, I’m close,” you whimper.

Sanemi grins. He puts your legs over his shoulder, pressing down to pin your thighs back in a mating press. The position, though uncomfortable, allows for his cock to reach even deeper. You feel so deliciously full, Tears prickling in your eyes. you cover your mouth trying to hide the sultry moans leaving your lips.

“Nope, I need to hear you,” Sanemi pants, pulling your hair. Your cries are music to his ears. “I need everyone to know how good I fuck my beautiful wife.”

He uses the pad of his thumb to wipe away your stray tears before kissing you tenderly. His pace faltered just a bit, making his thrusts more sloppy as his low grunts turned into airy moans. "Ah fuck I'm gonna come."

Sanemi gave one last deep thrust that had you gasping for air. You shivered feeling yourself be filled while your own orgasm hit. After he was sure he finished, Sanemi pulled out and sat back on his heels. He stared down you with a satisfied look on his face as some of his seed leaked from your swollen sex.

He scooped up some that spilled on to the bed and shoved it back into you. You whimpered from the overstimulation. "N-no more."

"Don't tell me what to do," Sanemi huffed. He aligned his cock at your entrance again and sank in with ease. He lets out a satisfied sigh and pulls you to his chest. "There. Now it'll stay in."

Tomioka Giyu: Water Hashira

“Tomioka-San? Hello! Tomioka-San? Excuse me? Are you there? Sorry to bother you. It’s Kamado Tanjiro!”

It’s the third day in a row the young boy has come by. At this point, you find it quite comical but you can tell your husband is losing his patience.

“Just entertain him, dear,” you say, folding up the laundry. “You know he’s not going to stop until you answer.”

Giyu doesn’t say anything before picking up his katana and leaving the room. You sigh. He had been so distant since the hashira training started. For some reason, he opted not to participate, and you could only assume that’s why Tanjiro’s been by every day to convince him otherwise. Nothing you could say would really change his mind either. The last few nights Giyu had been staying out later, only returning when he knew you’d fallen asleep and leaving first thing in the morning.

You didn’t want to push and pry, but you hope he’d open up soon. Or maybe, hopefully Tanjiro could talk some sense into him. You decide to at least go to the door and greet the boy.

“Giyu-San!? Maybe he’s not home…”

“He just left, in fact,” you say, opening the door. “Maybe you can catch him for me.”

“Ah! Y/n-san! H-hello! Sorry if I disturbed you!” Tanjiro said with a bow.

“No not at all! You’re always welcome here.” You then sigh. “Sorry my stubborn husband is causing you such trouble. If it’s not too much to ask, please talk some sense into him. I’m sure whatever it is it’s important.

Tanjiro smiled. “Of course! Leave it to me!”

For the next five days, Tanjiro shows up, trying to get your husband to talk to him. You’re thoroughly entertained by the situation that you do little to mitigate, ignoring Giyu’s obvious and desperate looks for help. After almost two weeks of this, Giyu finally comes home early one night with a rather defeated expression. You’re in bed reading when he enters your shared room and immediately collapses on the futon.

“Rough day?” You tease.

“Tanjiro doesn’t know when to quit,” Giyu sighs. He sheds his haori and places his is katana off to the side. “He wanted to have a soba eating contest?”

You laugh. “Did you win?”

“No. I yielded and promised to help with the hashira training.” Giyu doesn’t seem to thrilled by it from the tone of his voice. You frown, close your book and motion for your husband closer. Like a child, he crawls into your lap, laying his head against your chest and wrapping his arms around your waist. Giyu sighs contently, inhaling your scent.

“Why were you so against participating in the first place? I’m sorry, but I’m having trouble understanding,” you say, gently running your fingers through his long hair, pulling it out of his usual ponytail.

“Can we talk about it later?” Giyu mumbles. He nuzzles his face into your chest. “I just wanna hold you right now.”

You cup Giyu’s cheeks, forcing him to look at you. You smile. “It’s ok. I’m here for you.” You kiss him gently. Giyu relaxes into the kiss, groaning at the softness of your lips. “I love you so much. Don’t forget, okay?”

Giyu exhales. “Okay.”

He kisses you again, this time with more urgency. You wrap your arms around his neck to pull him close as you lay back down into the futon. Giyu trails kisses down the side of your neck, leaving love bites in their wake. His wandering hands tug at your nightgown, exposing your breasts to the cool air. His hair tickles your cheek making you giggle.

“Come on,” you tease, unbuttoning the top of Giyu’s uniform. “Clothes off.��� His cheeks were flushed red, and his arousal was evident from the growing bulge in his pants.

“Help me, will you?” Giyu asks, shyly hiding his face in the crook of your neck. He watches while you unbuckle his belt and losen his trousers so that they fall to the floor. He could almost sigh from the instant relief when you release his erection from the confines of his boxers.

You give his cock a few languid strokes, making Giyu shudder in response. He twitched in your hand as you rub your thumb over the sensitive tip, precum beginning to leak out.

“A-ah…f-feels good…” Giyu groans. He has to steady himself on his elbows, resting his forehead against yours. It takes all his strength not to cum right there on the spot. He hikes your leg up around his waist and aligns his cock at your dripping entrance. “Relax, okay? I got you.”

Giyu slowly thrusts in, your wetness causing little resistance. You both groan at the feeling of him stretching you out. Your hips buck upwards, searching for more.

“G-Giyu, m-more,” you plea.

Your husband grunted and picked up the pace. He couldn't get the enough of the way you felt around him. The way your gummy walls would convulse with each snap of his hips. Your high pitched and needy moans for him and him alone nearly drove him over the edge.

"T-there! A-again!" You beg. You wrap your arms around Giyu’s shoulders to hold him close. Capturing your lips again, Giyu sucked hard on them in order to bruise. His thumb jabbed against your clit.

The action caused You to cum. You squealed, biting down on his tongue, making him growl. Your clit pulsated, feeling like it was still vibrating. Tingles raced through veins, rocking your entire body.

"F-fuck, I'm close!" Giyu pants.

His own high was reaching. His thrusts became less rhythmic and more sloppy. Low grunts and moans left his lips. The feeling of You tightening around his dick even more was enough to send him over the edge.

He comes with a low groan. His body rocks and he collapses on top of you, burrying his head into the crook of your neck once more. You squirm feeling him release into your womb.

Giyu pulls out, almost reluctantly and pulls you into his chest. He holds you close as you lull off to sleep. Before you doze off you hear your husband mutter a soft “I love you.”

Himejima Gyomei: Stone Hashira

“Damn it!” You huff. “Why…huff…did his…huff…training…huff…have to be on top of a stupid mountain!”

You slowly waddle your way up the top of the mountain side, on your way to deliver lunch to your husband who had been preoccupied for weeks with the Hashira training. He barely had been home. If he was, it was usually long after you had gone to sleep just to check on you and your unborn child. Then, he was gone before dawn to resume the training.

You missed him dearly. You hated how empty and cold your futon felt without his warmth. You hated how antsy you felt with not only the fear of the upcoming battle with Muzan looming in the distance, but the anxiety knowing that your due date was approaching within the next month. Sitting around was driving you crazy, so you took it upon yourself to make your husband a home cooked meal and bring it to him, asking the crow to guide you. What you didn’t expect was him to be at the top of a literal fucking mountain.

“Ugh I can’t do this…” you groaned, pausing at a random tree to rest. “My feet are cramping and if this child kicks me in my bladder one more time…”

“Eh? Mrs. Himejima?”

“Eh? Ah! Genya!” While you’re thrilled to see the boy that you’ve quite honestly grown attached to like your own child, he on the other hand is freaking out. Why were you out here alone in your condition? Did Himejima know that you were here? What should he do? Help you get home?

“Genya, have you seen Gyomei?” You eagerly ask, grabbing the boy’s hands. “I was trying to surprise him with lunch, but I kinda got lost on my way up here. It’s such a ways away from the other hashira isn’t it.”

“U-um I-I,” Genya stammered. He then sighed. He couldn’t say no to you when your expression was so innocent. He also wouldn’t forgive himself he let you get hurt. “Ok. I’ll lead the way. P-please be careful. Let me know immediately if you need anything!”

“Of course!”

You follow Genya down a path, asking the boy how his training has been with the other hashira. Eventually, the sound of roaring water fills your ears and you both arrive to a massive water fall.

“Namu Amida Butsu,” someone chants and you realize that there are demon slayers standing under the water, bracing the impact.

“Oh my, this is Gyomei’s training?” You gasp.

“Only the first part,” Genya sighs. “Most people collapse and don’t get past the rest.”

“I see.” You’re not that surprised that your husband’s session was the seemingly most physically challenging and demanding. It would of course be no issue for him as his giant stature and inhuman strength made even the most impossible of tasks look like a breeze. But you feel for the younger ones who haven’t quite figured out how to unlock that same inner strength.

“Eh? Wait? Is that Zenitsu!?” You exclaimed, realizing you recognized a head of yellow hair floating down the river. “Ehh! Oh dear! Zenitsu!”

“Wait! Mrs. Himejima!”

You’re already waddling toward the riverbed, trying to reach out and grab the seemingly unconscious boy. You strain as you try your best to grab him, but he slips past you. The rocks are slick with water and before you realize it, you lose your balance. Before you tumble forward, someone grabs you by your waist and gently lifts you out of the river.

“My love, what ever are you doing here?” The low, calm rumble of your husband’s voice fills your ears. Your cheeks warm as your face lights up in excitement.

“Gyomei!” You turn in his arms to hug him around his neck. “I missed you! I bought you lunch! Come on, let’s eat it before it gets cold.”

Gyomei chuckles. “Let’s get you out of the wet clothes first so you do not catch a cold.” He looks over to Genya and gives a slight nod. “Thank you for looking after her. You can be done for the day, Genya.”

“R-right! Thank you, sensei.”

You talk your husband’s ear off about nonsense, him listening with a smile on his face as he carries your back home. By the time you make it back though, you’re sneezing, shivering slightly from the cold.

“My love, what ever were you doing up there?” Gyomei asks, setting you down. He gently unties your Obi, sliding the wet kimono off your shoulders. “You could’ve been hurt, dear.”

“I wanted to surprise you with lunch…” you say somewhat bash fully. “I haven’t seen you much and I’ve really missed you.”

Gyomei softly smiles. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel neglected.” He unties the juban undergarment and you’re left completely bare and exposed before him.

You feel slightly self conscious. Your body has changed so much from the pregnancy. Your breasts were constantly swollen and tender. Your stomach now round and full with stretch marks streaking across your thighs. Yet, Gyomei’s hands are gentle as he explores the new changes to your body. His fingers grace over the curve of your belly, smiling as he feels his baby…your baby…kick against his palm.

“It’s ok…” you let out a shaky breath. “I know it’s your job.”

“No, my first priority is you and will always be you,” Gyomei insists.

“M-mei, can you touch me?” You plea.

“But you’re so far along now. I do not wish to hurt you, my love.”

“You won’t!” Maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones. Or maybe it’s the fact that you’ve been missing the gentle intimacy with your husband due to his busy schedule. Either way, you’re finding yourself overcome with desire, wanting nothing but for Gyomei to take and fill you up. “Please?”

Gyomei sighs. He can’t say no to you. “If I hurt you at any point please let me know.”

Laying down, Gyomei pulls you by your waist over his face, his hot breath tickling your core. Your face flushes. “W-wait, Mei, I’ve gained so much weight cause of the pregnancy. I’m so much heavier now and-“

“I don’t care,” Gyomei says, his gentle hands caressing your skin. “You can sit.”

“B-but-“

“Sit.”

The command leaves your legs weak and you settle down over your husband’s face. He grips your waist as he begins to eat you out. You gasp, for some reason more overly sensitive than usual.

“M-Mei-“ you whimper. You rock your hips in tangent with his tongue. Gyomei’s touch tickles your skin. He traces the curve of your stomach, making you shiver. He cups your breasts. They feel larger, and more swollen than usual in preparation to breastfeed. Your nipples are more sensitive too, stiff from Gyomei playing with them.

Your thighs try to clench shut, which Gyomei puts an immediate stop to. He forces your legs open wider to have deeper access to your dripping cunt as he greedily laps up everything you drop. Your essence is so sweet and he can never get enough of you.

As much as he hates to admit it, he’s hated how much his responsibilities as hashira have taken his focus away from you. He’s missed your touch, your taste. He’s missed your scent and your presence. He has noticed all the subtle ways your body has changed and he hates that he hasn’t been around more often to witness it.

“A-ah, I’m gonna cum,” you whimper, gripping at Gyomei’s hair. You let out a soft cry as your orgasm hits. Your body shudders and you feel your clit tingle as Gyomei sucks on the sensitive nerves. He laps up your release, squeezing your hips to ground himself. “W-wait. T-too much.” Suddenly, a second orgasm rocks your body that leaves you gasping. Your legs have lost their feeling, and you couldn’t stand even if you wanted to.

Gyomei pulls you into his lap. He hugs you into his chest, his hands snaking under your stomach to lift it gently and provide you some sort of relief. You sigh contently now that some of the weight was lifted.

“Are you alright my love?” Gyomei asks, kissing the back of your neck.

“Mm..” Your cheeks flush as you can feel your husband’s straining erection by sitting on his lap. His hard cock presses against his pants, yet he makes no effort to deal with it. “M-mei, do you…um want some help with…”

Gyomei chuckles, his chest rumbling. “Please do not worry about me, love. Your comfort and pleasure is my first priority.”

Rengoku Kyojuro: Flame Hashira

Like Uzui, Rengoku came out of retirement to help with the Hashira training. His session would take place after one passed Tokito’s endurance training and focused on working on Total Concentration Breathing.

Seems easy, no?

Reality is most people pass out due to their inability to regulate their breathing correctly, thus having to start the process all over again. Your job is to go around a bring water to keep the slayers hydrated. But most are unable to drink due to the constricting feeling of the lungs after trying to recover from constantly using total concentration breathing. That along with the other physical strains it puts on the body. So you just do your best to encourage people to drink when they can.

“Come now! You must focus on the flow of your breathing and raise your awareness of your entire body!” Your husband’s loud voice carries across the training grounds. You can even hear him when inside. “Mastering this will even allow you to detect the most hidden injuries and slow the progression of poisons”

“Darling, don’t overwork them,” you say, coming outside with a new pitcher of drinks and cups. You offer him a cup, which he gratefully takes. “Let them catch their breath first.”

“Very well! 3 minutes then we shall start the next rep!”

You can feel all the gracious looks from the junior slayers as they can finally recuperate for a moment, even if brief. You know your husband isn’t intentionally trying to be harsh. He just gets so passionate about something and sometimes seems to forget that others do not possess the same strength or stamina as him.

“Hello? Rengoku-San?” A familiar voice calls out. It’s a face you and Kyojuro haven’t seen in a minute.

“Ah! Kamado! Long time no see!” Kyojuro exclaims. “I’m glad to see you’re in good condition!”

“It’s good to see you again! You too, Y/n-san!”

“I’m glad you’re doing well,” you say cheerfully. “Good luck with the training.”

Since Tanjiro had already had some experience with Total Concentration Breathing, his session was slightly modified. He’d have to tackle the XL gourd, bigger than the one he did at the Butterfly Mansion and then would spar with Kyojuro. If he stopped his Breathing he’d have to restart. But before any of that, for a warm up, all slayers had to run a 5K while maintaining their breathing.

By the time the sun set, just about everyone was passed out, beyond exhausted from the day. Kyojuro was still in overly good spirits, and full of energy as if the training didn’t even cause him to break a sweat.

“Kyo, I think it’s best to call it a day,” you deadpan.

“Really? But it’s not even dark yet?” Your husband has the most innocent look on his face.

You frown but then an idea strikes you. You lean in close to Kyojuro so that others around you can’t hear the next filthy words that leave your lips.

“If you still have so much energy left, why don’t you use that to put a baby in me like you’ve been wanting.”

You walk off without letting him respond, so you miss the way Kyojuro’s face explodes red. He rambles off some sort of excuse to the other slayers about training concluding for the day before rushing off to find you.

You wait patiently in your room, undressing so that you’re in nothing but your underwear by the time your husband arrives in a frenzy. Kyojuro’s face is flushed, chest chest heaving. The moment he spots you, he picks you up and pins you to the nearest wall, kissing you with urgency.

You groan as Kyojuro’s tongue forces its way into your mouth. His hands gripping the meat of your thighs tightly as he presses his growing erection against your exposed core.

“Feel so big, Kyo,” you whimper, rolling your hips against his.

“My flame, did you mean what you said earlier?” Kyojuro pants, his voice husky and airy as what little restraint he had started slipping away. He needed to fill you up and feel you around him bad, but he wouldn’t unless you were serious.

“Put a baby in me, Kyojuro,” you all but demand.

“If that is what my lovely life wishes,” Kyojuro chuckles. He lays you on the futon and sheds his clothes quickly. “Then I shall fulfill.” His cock is already stiff against his abdomen, twitching in his hand as pre cum oozes from the tip. You trace your fingers down his scared torso, noting the way Kyojuro’s muscles tense at your touch.

“I can’t wait to see what you look like when you tummy’s all swollen and full with my child,” Kyojuro said, aligning his cock at your entrance, his cheeks flushed. “You’ll make such a good mother.”

In a single thrust, Kyojuro sheathed his cock into your cunt to the hilt. The penetration left your eyes watering, crying out in pleasure. Kyojuro groaned. You felt so snug and warm around him that it took everything to keep from pounding into you right away.

“G-gods…you feel so good…”

“K-kyo, m-move,” you beg, trying to move your hips for some sort of friction.

Kyojuro grunts. He pins your legs to your chest, With a languid roll of his hips, he experimentally pulled his length out from the clamp of your hole. And with a sharp snap, he drove himself back into you. The sheer force of his scorching length shot the first wave of pleasure through the both of you. The two of you let out low moans. That first penetration gave way to a succession of increasingly rougher thrusts that had your body burning with pleasure.

Kyojuro’s body shuddered slightly anticipation. You clung to him and dug your nails in his shoulders trying to keep him close. The way his cock stretched you out had you feeling so full and lightheaded, leaving you babbling his name like a mantra.

Kyojuro groaned. He hovered over you, leaning down the kiss you passionately. His hands trailed up side to your nipples that became erect from pleasure. Lips trailing up the side of your neck, he left several bite marks.

"Ah a-ah t-that feels funny." You squirmed. "Kyo ~"

The sound of you moaning his name made Kyojuro’s cock throb. He fumbled slightly, his aggressive and frantic rutting becoming slower and slightly sloppy, instead.

“Ugh, coming,” Kyojuro groaned. He buried himself all the way to the hilt inside you. His orgasm hit and it hit hard. His dick pulsated with each subsequent spurt of cum. His hips still as he emptied inside you.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel your insides snap. Your pussy clenching tightly around Kyojuro, practically milking him as your own high shakes your body.

“S-shit,” Kyojuro gasps. He pulled out of your abused hole, watching the way his seed trickled out. The sight made his dick twitch. “This won’t do,” he chuckled while pulling your legs up around his waist. “At this rate, I won’t get you pregnant. Guess I’ll just have to fill you up again and again until it sticks.”

[lyrefromthesea]

Hello 💙 Please could I request hashira x hashira!reader where the hashira find out their rival/friend hashira is also secretly pining for the reader 💙💙

Male hashira x reader - Love is a game and I'll win.

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

content warning: none, reader is completely clueless of their feelings towards them

Tengen and Obanai:

who would've thought that polar opposites could fall in love with the same person? certainly not them.

it should've went well. he should've been able to talk to you, slowly make you feel comfortable around him, make your feelings change until you fall for him too.

however, when Tengen wanted to go see the fireworks with you, you had declined, saying that Obanai had already invited you.

and when Obanai asked you to go eat with him on another day, you had declined, saying Tengen had already invited you.

it was clear that you weren't at fault, so they weren't mad at you. but at each other? how come you nearly always had something to do with his seemingly biggest rival?

today had probably been their worst encounter yet. you sat under a tree, enjoying the wind carry the scent of sweet flowers. that's when Tengen came.

"hey, beautiful! have you ever thought of-" he stopped before he could finish, looking past you when he finally reached the tree you were under.

he hadn't seen from far away, but Obanai was sitting right next to you, now glancing up at the other man.

"yes, Uzui?" you asked, wondering what he wanted to say. he eventually started talking again, realizing that this could be a great moment to teach Obanai who held more of your affection.

"i was wondering if you'd like to visit the new onsen with me?" he continued, only for Obanai to clear his throat and steal your attention.

"actually, i wanted to invite you visit the onsen with me." Obanai countered. you looked at the two man, who seemingly carried some tension between them.

"how about we all go together?" you asked.

long story short, you could only book a bath for one person, forcing everyone to go to separate areas. both of them should've payed more attention, but hey, at least you enjoyed it.

Gyomei and Rengoku:

"excuse me, i'll go get some more tea. if i knew they both of you would come today, i would've surely made more." you laughed, standing up and leaving Gyomei and Rengoku alone.

the silence between them felt thick, heavy with the truth they'd put together.

Rengoku noticed the way Gyomei smiled at you, thanking you as he got another cup of tea. Gyomei picked up on the slight difference in Rengoku's tone that seemingly only a blind man could notice.

"Himejima, do not understand me wrong with this, but could it be.." the male with the vibrant hair stopped, glancing at the other for a moment. "do you like [name]?"

Gyomei went silent, slowly rubbing the beads in his hand, as if he was pondering on an answer. he put them down when he came to a decision.

"i ought to believe that we share the same feelings." he answered, waiting for the other's answer. Rengoku nodded, eventually answering with a small "yes".

both of them knew how problematic this situation could turn out to be. what if you chose the other one? or worse, what if you chose neither of them?

in the end, they couldn't decide who you'd fall in love with, nor did they think they could decide for you.

a silent nod on both sides ensured their agreement. they wouldn't interfere with the other's attempts to grow close to you, but they'd do their best to win you over.

may the best win.

Sanemi and Giyuu:

what the hell? what the absolute hell?

did he just see Tomioka smile at you, giving you the sweets everybody knew you loved. Sanemi gritted his teeth in anger, he wasn't a blind man.

every person with eyes in their head could see that Giyuu had taken a liking to you - the hashira Sanemi came to love and appreciate.

slamming his hand against the wall, Sanemi trapped Giyuu right in front of him. "what the hell do you think you're doing, Tomioka?"

"what do you mean?" he asked, blue eyes narrowing at the way Sanemi spat his words out. it wasn't hard to guess that the male was mad. again.

"do you think we're stupid? you just handed over [name]'s favourite food." he said - accused him. Giyuu thought for a moment, staring at Sanemi.

"i'm.. are you.." Giyuu's mouth went dry, glancing at Sanemi once more. "do you like [name]?"

Sanemi's eyes widened a fraction, his gaze hardening after a moment. "who cares?"

"you're acting all high and mighty and yet here you are, trying to become [name]'s loyal lap dog, Tomioka."

Giyuu put on a colder facade in return, his eyes growing hard and icy. "i envy you for believing this would solve your problems. perhaps [name] would talk to you some more if you'd grow some guts, Shinazugawa."

Sanemi's hand flew up and grabbed Giyuu's collar, face coming closer in a threatening manner. "why you-"

he stopped talking when he saw the other man's eyes widen, but he wasn't looking at Sanemi. Sanemi turned around, his own eyes widening in disbelief when he saw you standing there.

your cheeks were flushed, hand covering your mouth. "i.. i didn't mean to disturb the two of you. i'll go, sorry!"

it was clear that you couldn't have heard them, otherwise Giyuu would've seen you earlier. this lead the two of them with only one possible outcome: you had only seen the compromising position they were in, bodies nearly pressed together.

they watched you run away, disappearing behind the next corner. Sanemi let go of Giyuu, not taking his eyes off the place you had just stood in.

great, now they had a ton of explaining to do, otherwise neither of them would be able to grow close to you.

[ssailormoonn]

❛ GENTLE ❜

HImejima Gyomei x Fem!Wife!Reader

WC; 1.3k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: x fem reader, fem pronouns, fem bodied reader, oral -> female receiving, male giving, fingering, praise, slight overstimulation? implied size kink, reader is smaller than Gyomei + probably more

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯 :: (filled request) could you write a Gyomei Himejima x reader smut. Because I think her would be SO gentle if her ate them out. And would constantly check in on her and maybe at the some after care. - ANON

A/NOTE :: This has been re uploaded bc it wasn't showing up in tags :(

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You were sprawled out beneath Gyomei, your legs over his beefy shoulders and your head thrown back against the plushy pillow beneath your head. There was also a smaller pillow propped underneath your hips, Gyomei said that it would make it more comfy for you and it did. He always worried about your pleasure and comfort.

"G-Gyo," you whimper out as his nose bumps against your clit.

"Are you okay?" he asks, worried about how much your voice was whimpering at the small amount of contact with your most sensitive area.

You squirm under the hold Gyomei's hand on your thighs, back subtly arching into his face, wanting to indulge further in his touch. 

"Yeah," you say breathlessly.

"You'll be alright, my love," Gyomei reassures, placing soft and fluttery kisses on your stomach.

You shiver underneath the simple gestures, awaiting when he puts his tongue and fingers to use. 

"'M know, Gyo," you replied, your fingers interlacing with his short black strands. "You're jus' so big."

Gyomei lifts his head towards yours, wondering what you meant as his intent was to pleasure you on his tongue. However, he quickly realises that you were referring to how thick only one of his fingers was, and he would usually use two. A frown crosses onto his face, worried that through out all the times you tow have been intimate with each other, he had been causing you pain. 

"Have I been causing you pain, my love?" he asked worriedly.

"Wha-! No, Gyo," you replied. "It's just' you're so much sometimes, takes me so long to get used to and I finish so quick." 

You finish so quickly because of the sheer size of him.

Gyomei descends once more to your most sensitive area, your soaked cunt. "You need to tell me if I hurt you."

"You never hurt me, Gyo," you said while a shaky breath leaves your mouth.

A whimper leaves your mouth when he places a kiss on your clit and your thighs clench around his head. You attempt to arch away from the overwhelming sensation but Gyomei's grip keeps you in place. 

"G-Gyo," you moan out.

"I know, love," Gyomei reassures. "It's okay, I'm here, tell me if it's too much."

God, he was so gentle with you that it felt like you would break beneath his touch. His grasp on your thighs somewhat relaxed, giving you a tangible reassurance that you could pull away if necessary. However, he cherished it because you were so little in comparison to him and beneath him that he was afraid to shatter you.

Once more, Gyomei's nose brushes up against your delicate clit, and your grip on his hair tightened. A satisfied sigh seeps through him into your folds as a mewl from your full lips.

"Are you okay?" he asks before licking a long stripe up your folds and you moan, your back arching and your cunt pressing further into his face which he relished in. 

You whimpered before answering, trying to gather your scattered thoughts, "Yeah, 'm am, Gyo."

He loves you so intensely it hurts, and your response makes his heart sing. His tongue climbs up from your wet hole to your clit while you let out a moan. Your thighs tighten around his head as a result of his constriction, and as you grind down on his face, a moan echoes through your clit. Your lips were filled with chants of his name, and he relished every moment of it.

"Gyo, f-feels s' good," you moan, tears welling in your lash line, he was making you feel so good. 

"You're okay?" Gyomei asks.

When you feel a thick finger push past your closing walls, you furiously nod your head, your eyes expand, and you cry with delight. It felt so fantastic that you never want it to finish, even though you thought you would break because he was so huge.

His finger pressed up against that soft spot inside your walls. Gyomei was slow with his pace as he curled his fingers every time he entered your cunt, along with sucking and licking at your puffy, sensitive clit. 

"You're being so good, you're doing so well," Gyomei moans against you, refusing to rut his hips into the mattress, this was your pleasure, not his own. 

A moan arouses from you and your hips grind themselves onto his face. He let you for once have some sort of control over the situation, and he decided that if you came quicker he'll let you do it more often. "That's it," he praised.

His motions become more rapid and needy as you cry his name through broken letters, and the one hold he held on your leg tightens. Your stomach coil tightened, and your fingers wrapped around his locks to stop him from moving and make him sigh deeper into your folds.

The only thing the groans did was push you over the edge, and when he placed his tongue firmly against your clit, a quiet scream from your lips. Your stomach coil unwound, soaking his face completely.

He slowly removed his fingers from your drenched pussy, your cum spilling out from your puffy folds. Before rising his head, he places a kiss on your clit and your mewl softly in overstimulation.

"Are you alright, love?" he asks worried, kissing away the pleasure-caused tears streaming down your cheeks and the side of your face.

You hmm in peaceful contentment as he peppers gentle and soothing kisses to your face. "I am, dear," you reply.

"You did so well, you took me so well," Gyomei praises.

A mumbled thank you leaves your lips before you wrap your arms around Gyomei. "I'm s' tired," you slur out.

"I'll clean you up, don't worry," Gyomei says. "I'll wash you up."

Your eyes widen, "But what about you?"

"Giving you pleasure makes me feel more pleasured than anything," he reassures before adding, "Let's go clean up." And he picks you up to take you to the bath.

The warm steam rises from the bathwater as you and Gyomei settle into the large, wooden tub, its surface rippling gently with the movement of your bodies. The fragrant scent of lavender and eucalyptus fills the air.

Gyomei helps you ease into the bath, his strong hands guiding you gently. The water is pleasantly hot, enveloping you in a soothing embrace. As you both get comfortable, Gyomei sits behind you, his broad back against the tub’s edge, creating a space for you to lean back against him.

So warm.

He takes a soft washcloth and dips it into the warm water, wringing it out before gently placing it on your shoulders. His touch is careful, his movements deliberate as he begins to wash away any pain or soreness that you have gotten.

"You did so good for me," he murmurs, his voice a calming rumble against your ear. "I’m proud of you, you're so good."

You close your eyes, savouring the tenderness of his touch and the warmth of the water. Gyomei's hands move with care, his touch so gentle with your body, ensuring you feel safe and loved by him.

As he washes your back, he occasionally leans forward to press soft kisses to your neck and shoulders, each one causing butterflies to rise in your stomach. You can feel his breath on your skin, adding an extra layer of warmth.

After you’ve been thoroughly pampered, Gyomei carefully helps you rinse off, his hands guiding the water over your body with a steady, reassuring touch. He then takes a moment to gently brush your hair, running his fingers through it.

Once the washing is done, he wraps you in a large, fluffy towel, his movements slow as he dries you off with care. His touch is gentle, making sure every inch of your skin is dried and warm. His steady heartbeat and the warmth of his body against yours create a sense of profound peace, and you feel a deep connection with him.

"You’re my everything," he whispers, his voice filled to the brim with love. "I want to take care of you always."

You smile, resting your head on his chest, and let the soothing warmth body against you lull you to sleep in his hold, because you know that if you fall asleep, he will be there to dress you and take to to bed. And you will be safe in his arms. 

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

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[obguro]

The Pretty Boy

A KNY x Male Reader —— !?

> Going back to Tanjiro’s trial, what if he had a brother?

> warnings; mentions of blood/stabbing, y/n is a cutie pie, hes also kagayas biggest fan, a tinkle of angst :3

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“Wake up! I said wake up!”

Tanjiro started to hear as he started to awaken. “Hey! Can you even hear me?!” A kakushi known as Goto, yelled as he started to get irritated with the boy laid on the ground. “Come on, get up! Are you going to sleep all day?!” Goto yelled once more. The burgundy haired boy jumped awake at the sound of the yells.

“I heard he was a demon slayer with a demon in tow, so I was expecting someone with more flair. Only for it to be just some ordinary-looking kid? Lame.”

“We must see that this boy is put on trial to be judged!”

“To think that he’s been protecting his siblings who has been turned into demons..What a brave and beautiful display of sibling love!!”

Tanjiro opened his mouth, preparing to speak before he felt his head being shoved into the rocks below him. “Don’t open your mouth until you’re told to do so! You are in the presence of the Hashira!”

Tanjiro opens his eyes to glance at the people who were introduced as The Hashira. “The Hashira.. What is that? Who are these people? Where am I?” Tanjiro’s mind raced with questions that were unanswered. Suddenly a lady with a butterfly hair piece started to speak. “This is the Demon Slayer headquarters. You’re here because you are to be put on trial. Before we start, why don’t you explain the crime you have been accused of-” The lady was then interrupted.

“There’s no need for a trial!”

Flame Hashira; Rengoku Kyojuro.

“Protecting not one, but two demons is a clear violation! We can deal with this on our own! We should end all three of them!” Rengoku stated in a loud tone, before another voice was heard.

“In that case, I’ll decapitate them with style!”

Sound Hashira; Uzui Tengen

“I’ll show you the most dramatic spray of blood you have ever seen!” Uzui stated before another voice was heard.

“No way! You’d really kill such an adorable child!”

Love Hashira; Kanroji Mitsuri

“Such a thought fills my heart with sorrow..” Mitsuri stated with a sad tone, before another voice was heard.

“Alas to see such a pitiful creature as this..”

Stone Hashira; Himejima Gyomei

“I grieve for him. Perhaps it would have been better if he hadn’t been born at all.” Gyomei stated as tears ran down his face, before another voice was heard.

“What was the shape of that cloud again?..”

Mist Hashira; Tokio Muichiro

“What was it called?.. I can’t remember.” Muichiro stated in a low tone while gazing up at the sky.

Tanjiro started to look around trying to spot the box which held his younger and older siblings. Goto noticed this and started to question him. “What are you looking at? Your focus should be on them. They’re the highest ranking swordsmen in the corps.” Tanjiro stared at the 6 people standing before him, before starting to look around again. “Nezuko! Y/N! Where did you take them?” Tanjiro asked out loud, sitting up from his position. He started to call out for his friends as well, before a voice from above was heard.

“Nevermind the boy, what will we do with Tomioka?”

Serpent Hashira; Obanai Iguro

“From what Kocho stated earlier, he is just as guilty for breaking the corps rules. Seeing him without restraints makes me feel ill. What do you have to say for yourself, Tomioka?” Obanai asked while pointed his finger at someone. He was met with silence.

“…”

Water Hashira; Tomioka Giyuu

As Giyuu stayed silent, another voice spoke up for him.

“I think it’s fine, he did come here without any resistance.”

Insect Hashira; Kocho Shinobu

“Let’s come up with a penalty later!” Shinobu stated cheerfully. “What I’m more interested in, is this boys story. He’s been traveling with demons, even as a demon slayer.. I want to hear why. What he did was unquestionably against corps rules!” She kept her gaze on Tanjiro, who then looked at her. Tanjiro let out a gasp of shock, not knowing this information. “Why are you traveling with demons despite being a demon slayer, Tanjiro Kamado? You can take your time, just answer the question.” Shinobu had asked in a confused tone, waiting for the boy to answer.

Tanjiro started to answer the question, only to realize he couldn’t due to the pain from his throat. Shinobu kneeled down in front of him a gourd of water, holding it out to him. “It looks like you need some water.” Tanjiro looked at it before grabbing it with his teeth and drinking it. “It seems you have injured your jaw so please be careful! I added an anesthetic to help with the pain.” Shinobu stated as he gulped down the water. Tanjiro finished the water in a few seconds, feeling some relief. Shinbou spoke up again, “Are you ready to tell us your story now?”

Y/N’s POV — Location: In The Box

As I woke up, I could hear some lady shouting at the person carrying the box Nezuko and I were in.

“Please Master Shinazugawa! I must ask you to put down that box!”

So his name is Shinazugawa?.. Pretty name.. I wonder where Tanjiro is..

I glanced at my younger sister, who was still asleep.

Nezuko.. You’re okay.. You had me worried when we were fighting that Lower Moon.. He was such a poor soul.. I hope he was able to meet his family in the afterlife.

I started to zone out, thinking back to the fight that occurred a while ago. I guess I got too distracted by my thoughts because the next thing I knew, I felt a sharp pain through my shoulder. I couldn’t help but let out a large muffled yelp from the sudden pain.

Glancing down, I noticed a green and black colored sword going through Nezuko’s and I’s shoulder. I looked at her with a worried expression basically asking, “are you alright?” She nodded a little bit, still wincing from the pain.

“Anyone who harms my siblings answers to me! I don’t give a fuck if you’re a hashira or not!”

Oh there you are Tanjiro.. I’m so glad you’re okay.

“Oh how very nice for you!” A deep voice says with a chuckle. The sword was then ripped out of the box completely. I let out a gasp as blood started to drip down my arm and chest, slowly regenerating.

“Cease this! The master will be arriving shortly!” Another voice shouted.

There was a loud sound before I could feel the box hitting the floor, accidentally hitting my head on the side of the box. I could hear a commotion from outside the box, consisting of multiple gasps and sweet sound of a giggle followed by a “pardon me.”

“If you can’t tell the difference between good demons and bad ones, then you shouldn’t be a hashira!” I heard Tanjiro yell from the box.

Tanjiro… I let out a smile. You’re still protecting us no matter what… You’re the best younger brother anyone could have.

“You little..I’ll destroy you!” The same deep voice that was holding the box earlier was heard. Before anything else could happen, a unfamiliar feminine voice spoke up, “The master of the mansion has returned.”

Master of the mansion? Where are we right now?..

A gentle, warming voice then spoke, “My beloved children, I thank you for coming here this day.” I could hear different pairs of feet walking, then the same voice spoke again, “Good morning to you all, the weather is strikingly nice today. Perhaps with a blue sky?”

His voice puts me at ease.. It’s so gentle and comforting.. I wonder who that is

“Finding ourselves here at the semiannual gathering with all the same faces, It brings me joy.” He spoke before the box was hit again. I then heard Shinazugawa speak up, “I’m pleased as well to see you in good health as well, master.”

I’m so sleepy.. Why am I so tired? It shouldn’t hurt to take a small nap… My thoughts faded as I started to doze off, falling into a dream.

Y/N’s POV — Location: In the Dream

I opened my eyes and looked around, noticing it was nothing but a black void. A voice spoke up behind me, “Y/N dear..”

I turned around to see a lady. A lady with black hair and purple eyes. My mother.

“Mother…” I let out in a soft tone. She smiled at me, holding her arms open. I knew what this meant. I would always give her hugs.

I then walked right into her arms, starting to tear up. Why wasn’t i the one who died?.. why couldn’t you be the one who lived?… She wrapped her arms around me, feeling the same as it used to. Warm. Comforting.

“My son, I am so proud of you. You protected your siblings.” She stated as she started to run her fingers through my (h/c) hair. “Please keep making me proud and continue to protect them..” I let of a nod against her shoulder.

“I promise I will.”

Y/N’S POV — Location: In the Box

I woke up from my dream immediately from the scent of blood.

Was someone hurt?

I open my eyes to see crimson blood dripping into the cracks of the box. I look over at Nezuko to see her starting to drool through her muzzle.

“Nezuko.. calm down.” I let out in soft whisper, hoping to calm her hunger.

“Hey demons! It’s time for your dinner!” I heard Shinazugawa shout from outside the box. Nezuko started to claw at the box and let out growls of hunger. “Don’t hold back. Show us your true colors.” Shinazugawa spoke again.

Another voice spoke up, this one unfamiliar. “It’s the daytime, no good doing this now. It will only show up in the shadows.”

I don’t like where this is going..

“Master, Please forgive me for the discourtesy I’m about to commit.” Shinazugawa spoke from the same spot. I could feel the box get lifted and slammed onto the ground once again. The same sword from earlier stabbed into the box again, going through the shoulder of Nezuko then out again.

I’m starting to get irritated.. He keeps injuring her… I look at Nezuko worried.

“Stop it!” I heard Tanjiro yell.

Suddenly, the door of the box was opened from the outside. Nezuko started to stand up, growing to her full size.

This is such a pain..

I look up from the box at who I assumed was Shinazugawa. White Hair. Violet Eyes. Scars Everywhere. I took in his appearance, not affected by his blood in the slightest.

I don’t have the desire to drink blood..but Nezuko can’t help it.. You got this, honey.

I heard Tanjiro yell out our younger sisters name. I look at Nezuko to see her stop struggling but had a lost look on her face. She stood there for a few seconds before turning away with a look of digust.

The comforting voice from earlier spoke up again, “Tell me what happened.” The unfamiliar feminine voice then explained.

“There it is, undeniable proof Nezuko won’t attack a human.” The soft voice explained to the other voices I heard prior to falling asleep I assume.

Nezuko looked down at me and I just let out a closed eyed smile at her. Then Shinazugawa spoke up, “What about you?! Huh?! You know you want it!” I look up at him to see him glaring down at me.

I guess it’s my turn.. I stood up, growing to my full size.

3rd Person POV

The other Hashiras shifted their focus to the other demon that started to come out of the box, taking in its appearance in shock. It was a male with (h/l) (h/c) hair tied up, (e/c) with slitted pupils, and he was dressed up in a black kimono. He was the definition of pretty. They noticed something different though, there was a gentle look in his eyes.

The (h/c) male looked at Shinazugawa, before reaching for his bamboo muzzle. The other hashiras reached for their swords just in case. They watched as the demon took the muzzle out of his mouth, letting it rest around his neck.

“Are you alright?.. You’re bleeding.” The males voice came out soft. Shinazugawa stared at the male in confusion and shock at the question. He then let out a growl of anger, “Why are you asking me that?! Why aren’t you affected by my blood?!” Y/N just simply smiled at him slightly before reaching into his kimono, pulling out a roll of gauze. “You shouldn’t injure yourself.” Y/N stated as he gently took the white haired males arm, starting to wrap the gauze around the open wound. Shinazugawa was too shocked to speak or move away from the male.

Y/N finished wrapping the olders arm, then he turned towards the others. The first thing he noticed was a man dressed in striped clothing was pinning down his younger brother to the floor with his elbow.

“Excuse me, the man with the snake.. Would you mind letting my brother go please? Neither Nezuko or I are not going to attack any of you.” Y/N asked in a soft tone to the other male.

Obanai scoffed and replied in a harsh tone, “No way, I’m not taking orders from a de-” He was interrupted by the tall male inside the house, known as Kagaya Ubuyashiki. “Obanai.. Please release the boy.” Obanai stared, wide eyed at his master but followed the orders given.

Y/N looked at the Master, noticing the sickness that was on his face. No matter, he still thought the male in front of him was gorgeous.

“Do tell me what happened with the other demon..” Kagaya spoke curiously. One of his daughters spoke up from next to her father, “The male demon smiled at Shinazugawa before wrapping his wounds for him, the blood seemingly not affecting him at all.”

“Well my children.. That proves that Y/N nor Nezuko will not harm humans.” Kagaya let out a soft smile towards his Hashiras. “I hope this will be accepted by all that these two demons will stay and work for the Demon Slayer corps. Tanjiro go out and defeat a Twelve Kizuki, do that and you’ll be accepted by all.”

Tanjiro sat up, looking at the master. “Alright! Me and my siblings will defeat Muzan Kibutsuji!” Y/N covered his face in embarrassment at his younger brothers bold claim, knowing well that they barely survived their last fight. “Let’s start with defeating a twelve kizuki first.” Kagaya said towards the boy with a slight chuckle.

The other hashiras let out some giggles as Tanjiro bows his head in embarrassment. “We have concluded our business with you, Tanjiro.” Kagaya stated. Shinobu then requested that the three siblings would stay at her estate, Kagaya agreeing.

Y/N walked over to the shared box, shrinking to fit in with his sister. Climbing in the box, Y/N shut the door behind him. The kakushi lifted the box, carrying it away towards The Butterfly Mansion, not before apologizing to the master for the intrusion.

Y/N held his sister close as he fell asleep with one thought in his mind.

“Everything will be okay, your big brother is here.”

[daisies-daydreams]

The Sweetest Fruit (Gyomei Himejima x F!Reader Drabble)

Pairing: Gyomei Himejima x F!Reader Category: Smut Tags: Face Riding, Oral Sex (F!Receiving), Clit Play, Slight Marking, Swearing, Male Moaning Word Count: 642 Adult Content Banner: @cafekitsune Summary: Gyomei enjoys a delicious meal. 😏 A/N: Another Gyomei drabble! I just know that he would be absolutely whipped when it comes to eating out his girl. 🤭 I hope you enjoy!

Your soft moans cascaded through the room as Gyomei tenderly swiped his long, warm tongue between your sticky folds. The large man grunted as your plush thighs squeezed around his head. He grinned as you rolled your hips forward, smearing your warm juices across his chin.

“G-Gyo, oh f-fuck,” you panted heavily as you continued to gently rock your hips against his face. His eyelids fluttered as he flicked his tongue over your swollen bundle of nerves, the light groan that fell from your lips sending a shiver down his spine.

Gods, he’s never tasted anything as sweet and delectable as you. Not even the finest sake could get him as intoxicated as your succulent, divine nectar.

A small smile crept over his features as he gently puckered his lips around your sensitive clit. The way your legs shook against his ears as he relaxed and tightened his lips around your bud made his half-hard cock twitch beneath the sweltering confines of his undergarments.

Gyomei groaned as he felt your delicate fingers snake through his messy hair, the slight sting of you tugging on his dark locks making his eyes roll back.

“A-Ah, yes,” you keened as your plush labia glided over his lower face, your slick pooling and oozing down his chin and painting the skin of his neck. Gyomei’s burly arms continued to pin your legs against his face as he swiped his head back and forth, his wide tongue lapping along your juicy slit.

Both of you moaned as a stream of slick gushed from your puckering entrance. Gyomei’s nostrils flared as he eagerly lapped up your honeyed juices, the heady taste of your delicious slick dancing over his famished tastebuds.

Gyomei’s calloused fingertips sank into the plush of your thighs as he moved his head a little faster, the soft cries of pleasure spilling through the bedroom making it even harder for him to hold back.

But no…he had to savor you, consume you with such gentle fervor that you would absolutely gush for him.

“Gyomei, mm, I-I’m so close,” your sweet voice filled his ears as you feverishly bucked your hips. Gyomei sighed deeply as he closed his eyes, his tongue swiftly painting bold stripes along your puffy folds.

A deep grunt rumbled through his chest as he dipped the tip of his tongue past the fluttering ring of muscle around your entrance. He could only imagine how you tilted your head back as he thrusted his thick muscle into the depths of your dripping heat, his cock straining against his clothing as you whined.

You mewled as he eagerly wrapped his mouth around your swollen folds as he dove his tongue into your velvety walls, each push of his muscle causing the vice of your cunt to grow tighter and tighter.

“G-Gyomei!” you moaned as your hips snapped forward. Gyomei groaned as your walls pulsed around his tongue, the feeling of your juices gushing around his wriggling muscle causing a guttural groan to seep past his lips.

He slowly slipped his tongue out before greedily lapping up every last drop of your warm, delectable nectar. Your sweetness coated his tastebuds and dribbled down his parched throat as you keened and shivered above him.

“Gyo,” you mewled his nickname as he flicked his tongue over your puffy hole.

Your love panted heavily before laying a soft, tender kiss against your labia. He sighed softly as your grip on his hair loosened, the residual sting melting into comfort as you rested your palms against his scalp. Gyomei heard you gasp as you tried to raise your hips, only for him to tighten his grip around your trembling thighs.

He gave you a hungry, pleading look as his mouth danced over your soaked lower lips.

“Just hold on, my sweet, delectable peach…I’m not finished with you yet”

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[kunikuyu]

"A reward for someone so good." Hashira Series!

Part 1, 3, 4, 5, 6

Tomioka Giyuu x Male! Reader

Warnings: MINORS DNI, NSFW, read as afab reader, calm sex, dom! Reader x virgin! Tomioka, Slight mentions of symptoms of depression, Tokito was replaced by Tomioka, since Tokito is underage.

Summary: Pillar training has begun, much to your delight. Of course, as a hard-working and strong person, you can handle any challenge. Even if it's fighting a hashira. And in a way, they all see some value in you, and want to reward you for it.

The next day, it's impossible not to wake up with a hangover. You've had too much to drink with Tengen, and you can barely feel your legs now. Even though your body clearly didn't want it, you had to go to the next pillar training.

"Take care of yourself there. And be careful on the way, you look like you're about to fall over from being so tired. Didn't you sleep last night?" He says, pretending nothing happened. It was clear he remembered, he just wanted to play with you. "...I'll pretend I didn't even hear it."

He laughs. Patting you on the back, he says goodbye to you and wishes you good luck with Tokito. But, your plans didn't involve training with the mist hashira.

......

Your crow guided the direction you should follow, flying in the skies. Little by little, you can see Tomioka's mansion. The place was calm and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of a wooden sword hitting a massive straw training dummy. It was Tomioka, training completely alone.

You knock on his gate, but he doesn't answer or open it. He even stops making noise, trying to pretend he wasn't there. "Giyuu-san, you could be more receptive to your visits." You say, and you hear low, slow footsteps, as if Tomioka wanted to open, but was reluctant.

You were trained by the same master, Urokodaki. You, Tomioka and Sabito were an inseparable trio, before Sabito died in the final selection and Tomioka reserved himself like never before.

You ended up being alone, without your best friends and an indescribable void in your heart. Tomioka walked away from you for a few reasons: He didn't want to feel the pain of seeing you go if you died before him; I didn’t want you to suffer if he died; I didn't want you to find out that he was always in love with you.

It might be a silly reason, but his passion was old and he didn't want to be rejected. You didn't seem like a guy who would be attracted to him. Maybe Giyuu's inferiority complex would never let him be happy at any point in his life.

.....

As you remain lost in your thoughts, the other man finally opens the gate for you. Tomioka's crow will directly greet you, he seemed to like you and you liked that crow who was already old. Tomioka walks away after letting you in, he didn't seem to want to talk to you, or at least he was too nervous to do so.

"Aren't you even going to greet me, Giyuu?" You say, holding his arm to stop him from continuing to move away from you. He doesn't turn to face you, though. He still loved you, very much. But it's hard to deal with that when you're afraid of happiness.

Seeing that your friend wouldn't talk to you, you decide to take control of the situation. "Well, since you don't want to talk to me, let's train then." You grab a nearby wooden sword and get into position, surprising Giyuu. He thought that after not talking to you, you would go away and leave him alone, but that wasn't the case.

....

It turns out that you were still on the same level, nothing had changed. As kids, you could never beat each other, it always ended in a draw. And now, you are both sitting on Giyuu's garden. You could enjoy the sunset in complete silence while you both regained your energy.

"You shouldn't be here, should you? Pillar training isn't over yet." He says softly, but you can still hear it. His voice was as calm as ever. "I was supposed to be at Tokito-san's training. But I wanted to see you."

He doesn't say anything else after that, just looks away and goes back to the sky. You could feel his nervousness, even though normally his temperament was almost stoic all the time.

It really bothers you.

You hated seeing Giyuu, who was so smiley in the past, go into a shell and keep himself away from the rest of the world. If there was something bothering him, he would normally speak up before all this happened.

"Giyuu, I need to talk to you." "Hm?-" Before he can even ask or even answer, you pull him into his house. He looked dazed, his eyes were slightly wide and his mouth slightly opened in surprise.

When you arrive in his room, you pin him against the wall and look deep into the other man's eyes. You were the same height, so it wasn't a problem. Tomioka looks at you with even wider eyes, and his cheekbones seem redder than ever.

"I really understand what you went through, I also lost my best friend that day. But you need to stop blaming yourself, you need to stop sinking into this emptiness. I know I'm not the best person to help you, but please. I don't want to lose the person I trust and admire most again." And he just looks at you, doesn't say a word. But you could see his eyes already filling with tears and his hands starting to shake. It's even worse when you hug him. He couldn't help but cry this time.

You were never good with words, but damn, how you wanted to comfort him, hug him and tell him it's okay. "I..." That's all he can say to you, as he feels your face sink into his neck. "... That's unfair." He whispers softly, but you can hear it. You move away from the hashira's neck, but keep your arms around his waist. You couldn't understand what he meant by that. "Hm...? What do you mean by that, Giyuu?" And he just looks away while blushing.

And then, you realize.

"Oh."

You don't say anything else. You just realized why he's blushing, shaking, and looking away. It makes you blush too. You were so stupid, how did you not realize that Giyuu liked you, or at least had a certain crush?

"How long?" "Since we were kids."

And this was his turn to be wide-eyed. The difference is that you had a smile on your face. Reciprocal feelings are rare, but very beautiful. You had to let your instincts act, and placed a kiss on the water hashira.

...

"You're a virgin, right?"

"W-Why do you ask such embarrassing questions?"

You are very fast. It didn't take long for Tomioka to be completely naked in front of you. He was lying down, while you were sitting on top of him. Giyuu looked nervous and embarrassed, especially because it was his first time and because he was completely naked in front of you. Your actions didn't make it easier for him either.

"Sorry, Giyuu-san. Now, just relax okay?"

He nods and rests his head on the futon. You insert the other man's member into you, making him let out a soft, sweet moan. Tomioka never thought he would do something like this to you, it seemed like an impossible dream coming true for him.

....

You were holding each other as you rode him. It was a perfect feeling to hear his moans. His sweet moans were calm, sly and sounded like a song to your ears. His face was red, beads of sweat from the heat dripped from his forehead, and small bites were deposited on Giyuu's neck.

Your pace slowed until you stopped. It was as if it was fate, both of you had climaxed together. You let out a low chuckle when you see Giyuu's condition; eyes watering with pleasure, cheeks red and chest heaving up and down frantically.

"I have a sneaky feeling you liked it." You say, with a smile on your face. What surprised you was the smile he showed you, after so many years. "... T-Thank you, for that... ah..." You couldn't help but blush at that smile, it was one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen and you wanted to see it more often.

"For the record, I like you- No, I love you." "You know... The feeling is mutual..."

You both smile and lock your lips again. Giyuu may feel like he's not ready for a relationship yet, and maybe that's true. But you'll end up together. It's destiny.

Bonus lines!

"I came inside you... It's okay...?"

"Jeez... Hehe..." You say, while laughing nervously.

[muriel-lover]

Emperor!Gyomei x M!Fighter!Reader

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Warning: long as shit, slight lime (ifykyk), depictions of being an “animal”, violence, third person POV, Fem DNI

Consus threw water onto [Name], the boy shooting up from his sleeping position. “What the hell is wrong with you?”[Name] asked wiping the water from his face

“Bite your tongue [Name]” Consus said his face close to [Names]. “You have a fight today, I think his name is Cyrus.” Consus said while shoving a spear into [Names] arms.

[Name] looked down at the dirt ground of his cell. He bit the inside of his cheek as he locked eyes with Consus. “Alright.” [Name] said while nodding slightly, a feeling of uncertainty in his stomach.

He has fought people before, beheading them, slicing them, shooting them with arrows, or even beating them to death. The smell of death forever a photographic memory in his mind. The way their faces would relax as their heart stopped beating. The scent of death was something he could describe in detail.

The smell of iron, of blood. The smell of decay and sweat and blood mixing. To see a man he didn’t even know be pulled away, covered in a cloth was something not new to him. But still he still couldn’t wrap it around his head just what they did to be in the same situation as him.

[Name] was very poor as a child. Father worked in fields as a farmer and his mother would stay at home and care for him and his siblings. One day his father never came home, days would pass and his mother looked worse every morning. She would disregard eating just so him and his siblings could eat for another day.

It was too much on her poor shoulders and sold them, they all went separate places. One became a slave to a wealthy famer. Another became a church boy. Praying every day to the gods and, [Name] he became a warrior in the coliseum.

The dirt ground was smooth against his calluses covered feet. The spear in his right hand as he walked towards the middle ground of the coliseum. The rows and rows of people surrounding him, looking up at them made the sun glare into his eyes.

He glared at his opponent, he was around 6 feet a few hundred pounds. [Name] could easily kill him. Before the fight would start the emperor needed to speak. Both of the men turned towards the throne that sat the emperor, gyomei.

“Today we have Cyrus and [Name] fight for another day of life.” Gyomeis deep voice said almost making the vibrations bounce around the stone walls.

He sat down in the throne the crowd going crazy. [Names] hand gripped onto the spears wooden body as he charged towards Cyrus. I low and guttural grunt left his gritted teeth as he sliced a cut diagonal across Cyrus’s chest.

Cyrus’s blood crimson red as it slowly seeped down his body. Cyrus then gripped the spears body and cracked it in half as he raised his fist to hit [Name]. A loud crack was heard as Cyrus’s thick hand collided with [Names] jaw. The crowd gasped in unison as [Name] placed a hand to his jaw and spat blood.

He looked at Cyrus with a dark gaze. He grabbed the broken spear and tightened his grip, his knuckles turning white as his feet hit the dirt ground. When [Name] was close enough he jumped, the height of the jump making the crowd stand on their feet in anticipation.

[Name] positioned the spear to face down as gravity brought him back down. The spear sinking into Cyrus’s chest. Cyrus called down his screams muffled with the sound of blood gurgling in his throat. His body shaking as he fell down to his knees the spear still lodged in his chest.

Blood flowing from his mouth, coughing violent. And in the chest as [Name] gripped the exposed wooden part of the spear and yanked it out. Raising the bloody spear to the crowd.

The crowd cheered, well the ones who bet on [Name]. The ones not so lucky had a face full of anger or dissatisfaction. [Name] then walked back to his cell beyond the center of the coliseum.

His body covered in a thick layer of sweat and dirt splotches. He walked over to the bucket of “clean” water and dunked his head into it. Pulling back from the bucket and running his fingers through his hair.

“If you are unsure on who is going to win, always bet on [Name].” A random man said making [Name] turn his head. It was Caesar, He was chuckling as he ruffled [Name’s] hair.

“You did great today. I even saw some woman looking at you in the rows. You seem to be more of a hot deal right now.” Caesar said sitting down next to [Name]

“I just want to get out of here soon. Corsus said I could be out here soon in a few more fights.” [Name] said wiping the sweat off his forehead

“He says that all the time. The only time your out of here is when you can’t fight anymore and your not going to be leaving the way you want to.” Caesar said before making a cutting motion across his neck

“Please I could-“ [Name] was cut off by the sound of Corsus calling his name. He looked at Caesar with a nervous expression as he stood up and walked towards the call.

He walked all the way back to the center of the coliseum when he saw both Emperor Gyomei and Corsus. He was shocked, he normally saw the emperor from about 50 feet away. He was much bigger in person. [Name] moved quickly to his knees and bowed to the Emperor.

He got back to his feet Corsus had an upset look on his face. “What’s wrong?” He said looking back and forth of Corsus and the emperor.

“I’m losing my best fighter! That’s what’s happening!” Corsus said only causing more confusion to [Name]

“I have bought you.” The emperor Gyomei said. [Names] blood ran cold as he thought of all the worst things possibly happening. He could become a slave, or worse a cleaner. Maybe he would become a knight.

“So say your goodbyes [Name] your out of here asap. You know, you were one of my best fighters.” Corsus said like he wasn’t the one who took him from his family.

[Name] ran back to the cells of the coliseum and ran around saying goodbye to the men in. Some he didn’t even know but he had the urge to say goodbye to everyone he could.

As he got back to the middle of the coliseum. The crowd was now mostly empty some of the emperor’s men and servents still remained. [Name] gulped as the emperor started to lead him to a chariot. It was being pulled by horses, gold and silver plastered around it.

As they made it into the chariot they fell into an awkward silence. “So what caused you to buy me?” [Name] asked his heart in his mouth and his brain in his stomach.

“You remind me of a woman.” Gyomei said his voice deep and sultry. It could make any woman fall for him. “Excuse me?” [Name] said out of pure shock and horror

“I’m a fighter you know? I mean that doesn’t seem to be very feminine.” [Name] said his hand moving up and down gesturing to his body

“Well I can’t see how you look.” Emperor Gyomei said as a matter of factly. [Name] had fear fill his eyes and he felt his heart drop.

“My deepest apologies my lord. It’s just you never- I mean- it’s hard to-“ [Name] stumbled over his words before gyomei put up a hand to silence the boy.

“You have no need to apologize. the reason I picked you out is because your fellow men and owner spoke well about you. How you took care of the people who fought in the same arena.” Gyomei said his face is a sense of warmth. The fact that he was speaking so fondly about [Name] made [Name] feel his heart rate quicken up.

“So what was the real reason you bought me? What am I going to do around your castle?” [Name] said his body leaning closer to gyomei unintentionally.

“I don’t have job for you exactly. I just wanted you to relax in life. To live is peace and paradise.” Gyomei said a smile slowly growing on his face

“But what does that make me in the castle? A freeloader? A squatter? A-“ [Name] was then cut off by gyomei

“You would now be a friend. You will be shown to your room when we arrive and you will clean up. After you are done bathing I will send someone to dress you.” Gyomei said his eyes looking in [Names] general direction

“I don’t need someone to dress me.” [Name] had a face of nervousness, he’s hasn’t worn good clothes his whole life. He has also never been dressed his whole life. Well maybe except in childhood?

“I will send someone to dress you.” Gyomei said finalizing the decision. [Name] cleared his throat and nodded.

They say in silence for the rest of the drive. The chariot shaking slightly on the rock scattered road.

As the got towards the castle it ginormous. The walls surrounding it were thick and made of clay and stone.

As they made it to the front doors Gyomei led [Name] out of the chariot. The guards immediately took [Name] from gyomeis grasp and hauled him to be washed. To their standers he was dirty, and would be an embarrassment to walk the halls of the castle with dirt and soot covering his face.

A older man, around his 40 scrubbed and cleaned deeply on [Name] skin. His long and muscular fingers scrubbing the build up of sweat and oils in [Names] hair.

[Name] groans as the man rubbed rough on arms and legs. “I’m just exfoliating. Don’t be a baby.” The man said while holding onto [Name’s ] ankle. He was propping himself up in the bath on his forearms. He had a flushed look on his face while the older man bathed him.

Once the older man was done with the wash he left the room allowing [Name] to dry his body off. The towel soft against the smooth skin of [Name], the exfoliation worked didn’t it?

[Name] wrapped a towel around his waist and slowly opened the door of the bathroom. He moved his head left and right trying to find someone who was coming to dress him. “Hello?”

The call echoed through the large hall of the castle. Footsteps stomped on the floor, coming closer to [Name]. His eyes widened as a young woman was running towards him, he tried to shut the door on her. His hands removing from the towel, making it fall as he tried to pull on the door knob.

He didn’t notice until he heard a gasp and looked down. His hand removing from doorknob and went to grab the towel. The door was now open to reveal three young women.

“Are you the new emperors lover??” The one with ginger hair asked a certain glitter in her eye.

“Lover? What are you talking about?” [Name] asked an eyebrow raising. The girls looked at eachother with a smug look before giggling.

“Are you the ones dressing me today?” [Name] asked his hand on the door. The girls nodded as they grabbed his left arm and pulled him to a room. The room had three mirrors next to eachother and a stool in front of them.

The walls were covered in suits and dresses, and fabrics and thread all over the room. They push [Name] to the stood. In just a few minutes there were fabrics being thrown on him along with measuring tape and string.

The girls crowd around [Name] as they place the final touches of his outfit. It was now revealed to him, the outfit was a white puffy button up with gold and silver laces around it. The pants were tight against his legs.

“So what do you think?” The one with black hair said a needle in her mouth as she circled around [Name]

“Do you like it?” The blond one said with a large smile on her face, her hands clapping.

“It’s…tight.” [Name] said pulling on the fabric, the pants, the shirt.

“As per the request of the emperor.” The one with ginger hair said pushing [Name] off the stool. [Name] looked back at the girls before leaving the dressing room. He wondered the halls enjoying the look of the palace.

[Name] stopped in front of a vase. The painting depicted Gyomei standing tall, his hands out to embrace the people. He furrowed his brows as he looked closer. The smaller details being the animals crawling towards him or the way his smile was pure and genuine.

“[Name]!” A similar deep and sultry voice echoing throughout the hall. [Names] head turning quickly, his expression close to a deer in headlights.

[Names] moved quickly towards the call. His head darting around before he found Gyomei. He was on a level lower than him. Sliding down the stairs. “I’m here!” [Name] said while slowly walking towards Gyomei.

Gyomeis head moved towards [Name’s] voice. A warm smile greeting the boy. It was very confusing on how the emperor is treating him with such kindness.

“How do you feel?” Gyomei asked his thick fingers rubbing the fabric around [Name’s] torso. His hand dragging up and down the corset, then to the white shirt. It was soft against Gyomei’s rough hands.

“It’s really tight. I’m more used to loose clothing you know?” [Name] said still pulling on the pants, not as breathable as he was used to.

“I can imagine that you look like royalty.” Gyomei complimented [Name]

[Name] smiled, his heart beating a bit faster as he looked at the highly proud look Gyomei had on his face. “Are you hungry?” Gyomei asked leaning his torso down to have his face closer to [Name]

“Starving.” [Name] replyed, back in the coliseum they didn’t have fine cuts of meat and vegetables. Maybe the bad cuts of pig, and much bread.

Gyomei beemed brightly as he placed a hand on [Name’s] back and started to lead him into dining area. The table had a few men and women sitting around the table. They all had fairer skin with little to no wrinkles and dressed highly.

Gyomei led [Name] to a chair close to gyomei’s. Gyomeis chair was at the front of the table, overlooking everyone at the table.

“Women and men, welcome [Name]. He is a friend of the royal family. Please treat him with the respect you would give to me.” Gyomei said a smile still shining on his face

A scatter of “Yes my lord” and “of course sir” was heard around the table. [Name] bit the inside of his cheek as the servants started to flood from the kitchen. Platers filled with thick cuts of pork and beef, fresh fruit and vegetables, and plates full of cakes and pastries.

A sparkle grew in [Name] eyes as the platters were placed over the table. “Let’s eat!” Gyomei boomed from his chair. The men and women began to grab pieces of food and placing them onto their plates and began to eat.

[Name] grabbed a piece of meat and placed it on his plate. Grabbing a fork and stabbed it into the meat, he lifted it up and began to bite on the piece of pork without cutting it.

“Oh my!” A woman said next to [Name], they grabbed his fork and gave him a disgusted look. “You cut your food, you animal.” The woman said in a hushed tone.

[Name] had embarrassment flood to his face and ears. He looked down to his plate and slowly picked up a knife. He grabbed another piece of meat and held onto it with a fork. His knife started to saw back and forth. The knife got stuck in a piece of fat, [Name’s] nose crinkled as he pushed farther with the knife.

He’s own strength getting the best of him and causing the knife to slip and cut his finger. [Name] winced in pain as he dropped the knife and fork. His cut finger moved to his mouth as he tried to stop the bleeding.

“What’s wrong?” Gyomei said his head darting to the direction of the yelp. “Your friend cut his finger.” The woman said who forced [Name] to use a knife.

Gyomei stood up and grabbed [Name] and pulled him away. Waking up stairs and through doors, until they were all the way to gyomeis room. “How deep is the cut? Does it need stitches?”

“No gyomei I’m fine.” [Name] said while Gyomei had already grabbed his hurt hand. “Where are you cut?” Gyomei ignored the dismissal of [Name’s] injuries.

“On my pointer finger.” [Name] reluctantly answered. Gyomei grabbed a clean, damp, warm towel and dabbed at the finger. Getting the whole finger since he couldn’t full know where the cut was.

[Name] winced at the sting flowing through his body. His body tense as gyomei continued to clean the cut. It wasn’t small, but it wasn’t too deep where [Name] needed medical attention. But it still hurt like hell.

Gyomei’s thick fingers gently placed a bandaged on [Name’s] finger. Before unintentionally placing a kiss on the finger.

A hot blush ran to [Name’s] cheek. “Sorry!” Gyomei said trying to cover up his foolish mistake. “It is nothing.” [Name] yanked his hand back to his side.

The feeling of Gyomei’s thick finger dragging up and down the crevices of [Name’s] face. Gyomei smiled as he got to the soft lips of [Name].

“You must be so handsome.” Gyomei said making [Name] blush under Gyomei’s fingers. Gyomei’s fingers, so soft even though they look like they could crush [Name’s] head with a single squeeze.

Gyomei’s fingers moved up towards [Name’s] forehead. His skin was smooth and perfect. Gyomei imagined who this man looked like.

Gyomei could imagine perfectly. Where his eyes were, where his nose was and what a perfect shape it was.

[Name] was…handsome.

[Name] leaned against the ledge. The view of the kingdom was enjoyable. It was nice to finally look at it from this angle, not the close up of death and decay in the part that he was so familiar with.

But to see it as a whole, that was the satisfaction that came with living in the castle. It was a hard time getting used to it, the normal around the castle wasn’t his normal.

He was used to being treated highly yes but it was now in a different sense. He wasn’t feared, he wasn’t known as a killer. He was known as a man. A man who lived among royalty.

Gyomei slowly joined [Name] on the balcony. Joining him by his right side. Unbeknownst to [Name] Gyomei had grown a liking to him, a romantic liking. It would be small things like gifting him silver and gold jewelry to wear.

And giving [Name] the highest quality of silks and fabrics. Most of the servants figured out that the emperor grew accustomed to the boy.

They treated him well and showered him with good foods and let him enjoy and part of the castle whenever he wanted.

“Have you been enjoying it these few weeks?” Gyomei said his hands gripping the railing.

“I have. The people are very nice. I think I’ve even gained a few pounds on how much I’ve been eating.” [Name] patted his stomach with a smile

“I’m glad to hear that.” Gyomei’s tone was cheerful but his face was a whole other story. It seemed to have worriment and confusion.

“What’s wrong?” [Name] asked his body moving closer to gyomeis to comfort him.

“I- It’s hard to say.” Gyomei said his head dropping to face the stone floor of the balcony.

[Name] looked over and saw a stream of tears flowing down gyomeis cheek. It was known to everyone that the emperor had a soft heart and would cry over the littlest of things.

[Name] stepped closer his hand touching Gyomei’s huge bicep. “What’s the matter? You’ve been acting strange. It’s unlike you.” [Name’s] hand squeezed gyomeis bicep. It was basically fucking solid.

“How do I word this?” Gyomei puzzled his eyebrows scrunching in thought. [Name] felt his heart speed up, he himself had felt a growing attraction to Gyomei. Just the way his face was so soft and strong at the same time. He really was attractive. And his body, [Name] once walked into gyomeis room when we was changing and saw everything. EV-ERY-THING!

He couldn’t get it out of his mind for days. Every time he saw gyomei it was BOOM naked.

“Word what?” [Name] played the dumb, innocent card. Hoping to make Gyomei keep going.

“I’ve grown…accustomed to you [Name].” Gyomei said dancing around the answer. [Name ] didn’t understand what that meant. To him it seemed to be like he finally enjoyed his company.

“Thank you sir, but what do you mean by that?” [Name] replied feeling a bit stupid for not fully understanding Gyomei.

Gyomei cleared his throat, it was deep and grinding. “I have gained…feelings for you [Name].”

These words made it feel like brick wall absolutely smacked [Name] in the face. He hasn’t had a relationship before. I mean yeah he always thought about marrying someone but in his eyes it was always going to be a woman.

“Like what kind of feelings?” [Name] asked messing with his fingers while he spoke. He felt like a such a child in this moment getting all flustered when someone was confessing to him.

Gyomei grabbed one of his hands and brought it up to his lips, placing a delicate kiss on his fingers. “Romantic feelings, [Name].”

[Name] had a now fully grown blush on his cheeks. The whole moment felt so intimate, [Name] slowly opened his mouth to speak.

“So you say..” [Name] looked away from gyomei. He didn’t know how to react. I mean this was from a former fighter. Yeah he was treated well but in no situation was he around the act of “loving”.

It was all really foreign to him. “And how do you feel hm?” Gyomei asked bring [Name] back to his attention.

“I feel…sick. It’s in my stomach and I feel like throwing up. And maybe I’m coming down with something because I feel really hot and sweaty right now.” [Name] rambled on and on causing a small smile to form in Gyomeis lips

“[Name]? Is your heart pounding and your hands sweating?” Gyomei asked moving in closer to [Name]

“Yes?” [Name] said feeling his eyes narrow in on Gyomei’s lips as he got closers

Gyomei smiled as he cupped his large hand onto [Name] cheek. Slowly moving closer giving [Name] enough time to reject if needed.

As gyomeis lips were just a few inches away [Name] pushed his face forward locking his lips with Gyomeis. This too was a foreign experience to [Name]. But Gyomeis was so gentle and kind while they kissed under the moon and stars.

The sounds of their lips were like suction cups as they got into a smooth rhythm. [Name] moved his hands up and around gyomeis neck while Gyomeis thick and rough hands were around [Name’s] waist.

Gyomei’s and [Names] eyes were shut as Gyomei slowly picked up [Name] by the thighs. The kisses distracted them as Gyomei slowly moved them towards the bed. His big body making it creak with the contact.

Gyomei loomed over the smaller boy. But he made it obvious that he was trying his hardest to not lay all his weight on him. Gyomei pulled [Name] back into the kiss Gyomei’s forearms on both sides of [Name].

The kisses were getting more heated by the second. Since [Name] wasn’t experienced he was a lot more sensitive to this stuff and Gyomei couldn’t help but adore the beautiful sounds [Name] was making.

[Name] gripped onto gyomeis shirt while Gyomeis tongue entered his mouth. His warm, wet, and strong tongue moving around his mouth made his thoughts get all cloudy.

A large knock on the door could be heard. Gyomei slowly pulled away a string of saliva pulling with it. Gyomei looked dazed before another knock could be heard. “My lord!” A servant yelled from just beyond the door.

“I’ll be back soon.” Gyomei said while placing a kiss on [Name’s] forehead. The bed going back to its original shape as Gyomei moved off it and towards the door.

Once Gyomei left [Name] was left in his thoughts. He and the emperor just kissed. What will happened when he comes back?? Will they just kiss more or will they do…more?

[Name] blushed harder as he thought just how that could happen. Then the thought of “are we together now?” “Will we marry?”

And to that I say. Maybe in the next part? If yall want me to. Hey guys it’s the writer here! I have been writing this over the course of a few days and dang it’s been taking a long time. I’ve seen a lot of demon slayer x male reader but not enough of gyomei so we gotta make some for the sized difference lovers. I can make a next part if anyone wants me to. Sorry for such a long read. Love yah!

[zikkytheblicky]

♡︎ you can call me zikky or any pet names if you prefer. I’m black and Jamaican— pronouns are he/him/they/them/theirs i’m transgender and bisexual !!

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gay t!m/m reader

sugar daddy x sugar bby trope

any trope really except for those cringe ones like golden retriever x black cat idk those are just.. uhm. like just say introverted x extroverted trope if you really want that one!! (My op sorry.)

pet names , i love them. Except for those really.. cringe ones like "my little sugar waffle! " stop it. I will use different language ones too depending on the characters nationality.

fluff

smut

“ crack “

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HEAVY angst (r@pe, HEAVY abuse, etc.)

m preg. Like i'll do the getting cummed inside of part but not the giving birth.. having kids.. like no sorry!! ( it makes me uncomfortable. )

mahito.

aged up characters

minors

fem readers (you guys tons of stories you'll be ok, twin.)

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[roseeeya]

daddy’s kid

warnings :: none

genre :: parent-child fluff

including :: g. tomioka | k. rengoku | s. shinazugawa | g. himejima | s. kocho | o. iguro | m. kanroji | m. tokito | t. uzui

synopsis :: the hashiras meet giyuu's adopted 8 y/o kid who is very much a daddy's kid

pairings :: giyuu tomioka x child reader

prologue

giyuu tomioka is a very quiet man. he rarely says anything and prefers only to speak when absolutely necessary. being the water pillar, no matter how undeserving he feels of it, is his position.

one faithful night, he was given a mission. he did as told and followes his kasugai crow to the location wherein he was to slay the demon. he finds that he was too late and that the entire village was in ruins. in a quick response to the situation, he slays the demon and looks around to see the damage done.

checking every house, he finds everyone slaughtered. everyone but you. he tries to assess your condition. looking around, he sees three bodies. a male, a woman and a girl.

he comes to you and crouches. “uhm. who are they to you, kid?” he asks, an awkward aura filling the room. to you, it seemed he didn't know what to do with a child. you weren't surprised. your parents didn't either.

“m-my parents..the other girl is my older sister...” you mutter. he comes in a little closer, making you flinch. “it’s okay. i- uh- i won’t hurt you.” his voice sounded so calm. like the tranquil lakes of your home. or the serenity of the sky at night.

still shocked at the situation, he ponders what to do with you. with what you witnessed, and at your age too, you may just end up like him. labeled as insane. that was something that won’t go away easily. he didn’t want you to go through it. “what’s your name?” he asks you.

“i’m [name]…who are you, sir?”

“I’m giyuu tomioka. would you like to come with me, [name]?”

your eyes widen at his question. was he being serious? he wanted to take you in? in the spur of the moment, you nod. though you felt as if you wouldn’t regret the decision.

months later, you had grown accustomed to giyuu tomioka. his presence in your life has drastically changed you. granted, the trauma of what you saw was still there, but you were happy with him. you called him dad, and he didn’t get angry with it. you could hug him and he wouldn’t push you away.

you sat out in the gardens of his estate, watching the sky, as a familiar bird swoops in and drops a letter onto the man beside you. “what’s that, dad?” you ask.

opening the letter, you peer over to your side to get a glimpse (one which he gladly gave you privilege to do). it seems to have been a while since he received a letter, so naturally he was curious. he reads the contents and his eyebrows rise. it seems that master ubuyashiki has discovered of your presence and existence in his life and has invited him to bring you to his estate to meet his colleagues. he was of course, conflicted if he should expose you to their…antics. would you grow to hate him like they did him?

on the day you were set to meet the rest of the hashiras, you walk into the ubuyashiki estate gardens with your father. you hid in his haori, slightly nervous because you hadn’t had contact with much people other than the people in the tomioka estate, and of course, tomioka himself.

peeking out of his haori, he softly urges you to say hello to the people in front of you.

“h-hello. i’m [name] tomioka. it’s- it’s nice to meet you..”

gyomei himejima

my mans wouldn’t see obv

but he would be able to hear what’s going on and put the dots together himself

either that or whoever’s beside him will update him with what’s happening

when you approach him he melts

like if he was ice cream, he’d be an entire puddle of it

because omg

a child walked up to him and that’s just so cute HAJSHAJS

“it’s very nice to meet you, [name]. i'm gyomei himejima.”

would 100% give u piggybacks

and you love it bc upsies or u don’t if you hate heights and say sorry about it

that or it wouldn’t happen bc he would’ve asked before carrying

“you have a very cute child, tomioka. bless your souls.”

pretty much a 10/10 with him

because who wouldn’t love gyomei?

uzui tengen

would drop

guy would have his jaw on the ground

because the quiet, reserved and boring one of them that’s his words not mine has a child?!??!?

yes. yes he does.

would probably be a little awkward with you

like not shy awkward

it’s the kind where he wouldn’t know what to do with you

it’s as if you’re an object he needs to figure out bc let’s be fr his expertise is women not children

he does care for your safety bc well- you’re a person

well he does admire the deed giyuu did

“that’s a very flamboyant deed, tomioka! and your child is er- flamboyant as well!”

yk that meme where a man carries their child by the ankle upside down?

yea, that’s the vibe between you and him

he doesn’t know what to do, help the poor man

like actually get him some much needed help

rengoku kyojuro

he has a little brother

ofc the man is great with kids

he sees you come right out of tomioka’s haori and he was quite shocked

of all the hashiras he never expected giyuu with a child

though he finds it admirable and adorable

sweet bby

would definitely eat with you

and try out different foods with you

you love him because he’s fun

also because he isn’t mean to giyuu

unlike other people that we will get on with later

he’s probably gonna be a good babysitter

sometimes he’s a little loud but it doesn’t bother you that much

tries to be quiet around you if you’re sensitive to sound

100/10 great man

giyuu likes him so you were more open to being with him rather than obanai.

mitsuri kanroji

squeel

this woman will squeel

no shame in it because

well, there’s an adorable child. who happens to be giyuu tomioka’s child.

put the words adorable and child in one sentence and she will go berserk

would be good with you as well!

you’re slightly shy because of her revealing clothes

bc giyuu taught you to look away in situations like that (we love a respectful king)

so you just learned not to look

and now you’re shy

mainly about the fact that her clothes show her ‘forbidden things’ as you called it

she would definitely try out food with you with rengoku

omg you’d admire her hair a lot because you’ve never seen anything like it

she loves how you haven’t been tainted by the beauty standards

big sister energy and we love that

and ofc giyumitsu friendship?? so she’s like the cool aunt or sister or whatever

muichiro tokito

is pretty neutral with you at first.

and this is after he regains his memories

but then you approach him with a smile on your face

and he’s reminded if himself years ago

so innocent and carefree

which ends up with him having a somewhat soft spot for you

you see him as an older brother because giyuu practically treats the guy as his kid

was still aloof so he let you play with his katana once during a hashira meeting

was scolded by giyuu and shinobu afterwards

it never happened again.

you like his company because he’s quiet but still manages to be amiable with you

you think that his aloof personality kinda reminds you of giyuu

and it’s comforting

god he might attempt to carry you

keywords: might and attempt

he might if he wasn’t tired and if he actually wasn’t tired, he would attempt to atleast twice

until he gives up

just cuties being cuties

iguro obanai

see, i sometimes despise this man but love him at the same time

but i really think he’d berate you your dad

the man lives off of messing with your father

what on earth makes you think he wouldn’t give you the exact same treatment?

if anything, the only reason he’ll end up being nice to you is because of mitsuri

she likes you and he likes her so conclusion:

he has to try to like you.

that, and also partially because mitsuri got frantic when you cried because of his snake.

we all love kabarumaru but there’s never enough works where he just scares the living daylights off of the reader

in the end, he would probably refrain from saying bad things about you

you, not your dad. he still despises your dad.

can you see it? how much i loathe his actions towards giyuu? <3

you don’t like him either, don’t worry. he just-

he’s mean to your dad and you’re such a daddy’s girl so why wouldn’t you?

at this point i’m projecting so i’ll stop this here-

sanemi shinazugawa

omg he doesn’t like you at first

keyword: at first.

he obviously doesn’t like how you are in any relation to giyuu

but then you trip in front of him and you cry

and somehow, he helps you.

he doesn’t know why

he just did

so now you follow him around when you visit because

he helped you

and so with that, he learned to adapt to your presence

less mean to giyuu because he saw how you absolutely despise obanai

like he just doesn’t wanna upset you???

he will project onto you

by project, i mean he will at one point see you as one of his dead siblings

please get the man some help

please

omg would let you draw on his scars

because you think they’re pretty

oh and you were wary of him at first

bc you thought he was as mean as obanai

jokes on u, he just really misunderstands giyuu’s words lmao

shinobu kocho

normal smiling kind of impression

is soft with you

like less offhanded remarks when you are nearby

would treat your wound when you fell in front of sanemi

is probably awkward when you cry

because she can handle wounds but crying children?

not exactly her forte

that was kanae’e thing, not hers.

no matter how much she tried to imitate kanae

crying children is not her thing

you absolutely adore her hair

especially the pretty purple tips

and her voice puts you to sleep sometimes

ofc giyuu does the ‘sleep from calm voice’ thing better than she does

but it works so whatever

would scold tengen because she just knows

she knows of the vibe you and him radiate

(yk, the guardian carrying a child by the ankle.)

is protective of you because

well you’re a child.

you didn’t deserve to witness what you did