#kimetsu no yaiba x you

[married-to-google-translater]

muzan with a demon reader that is the first ever demon of desire? Like, when reader turned, they became the first ever sex demom

I love this request lol

And this is not NSFW ;)

Muzan Kibutsuji

Muzan really hadn't expected this.

He didn't even know this was possible.

Because of this, Muzan wouldn't know what to think.

This would be a truly exceptional situation.

A situation that Muzan would not like.

If you weren't so strong Muzan would have killed you already.

But to his "unfortunateness" you were a surprisingly strong demon.

So Muzan would leave you alive.

You would frustrate Muzan at first.

Because you're not really actively looking for a blue spider lily.

Kinda like Douma lol

You were busy with other things ;3

However, time would pass.

And you start giving Muzan some important information.

Muzan really doesn't understand how you would have gotten that information.

You had your ways ;3

This would increase his appreciation for you.

Muzan would admit that he might have misjudged you.

Muzan might start to like you so much that he would want you for himself.

This might not be a good thing for you because he could be really possessive.

Not that Muzan cares what you think.

[angelltheninth]

Karaku Giving You Oral

Pairing: Karaku x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, overstimulation, clit stimulation, mean dom Karaku

A/N: His tongue literally says "pleasure" that clone was made for oral and you can't tell me otherwise. Also I know he's a Hantengu clone but each of them has their own name and personality so I'm treating them as separate characters.

He might be the a lot more on the easy going side when compared to everyone else but that doesn't mean he's going easy on you

Not in the slightest

How can he when you taste so sweet on his tongue

You can hold onto his horns, if you have the strength to, while he spends hours between your legs, kissing, licking and growling against your pussy

Very adamant that no one else can have you, when he's out you're his and his alone and when he's not you better keep those legs closed

That's not too much to ask for, not when his reward is so good

Karaku is a little mean when he stays between your legs even when you try to push him away to give your overworked clit a break from his tongue but he doesn't want a second of your time together to go to waste

Asks if you really want him to stop now, with your slick dripping down his smirking face and your legs trembling around his head

It almost hurts when you shove his face back against your cunt, his mouth opening on instinct to taste you, his smile obvious when he calls you needy

You don't even have time to be snarky back at him, you're gasping, back arching as Karaku's expert tongue makes circles around your clit

All that repression while he was away came crashing back again for the hundredth time that night, your vision going blank

Karaku's tongue continued to slide against your clit as tears of pleasure stung your eyes in the minutes it took you to relax again

Not yet, he's not done yet, he still needs to take you with his cock, and no he doesn't care if your pussy can't take it from all the overstimulation, you will take it, you will always take his cock

[lonely-lost-soul]

Day 2: Tengen and Rengoku

Day 2: Threesome

Tengen licked his lips, staring intently at the young lady in the entertainment district's kiosk before him. By his side was his most trusted friend, Rengoku, who seemed to be intently staring at the same woman, the way her hips moved as she walked, her shyness evident as the lady of the house seemed to fix up her hair. Almost scolding her as if she wasn't presentable enough as a lady. Uzui thought the hag couldn't be more wrong, “Are you positive your wives won’t mind that we are here?” The man asked, adjusting his leg slowly, one of his permanent injuries from the battle of Akaza. In his own opinion, he was much better off than Tengen; his friend had lost one of his eyes. But both men were forced into an early retirement from the Demon Slayers due to their injuries. Tengen only laughed, turning to face the man, 

“I already told them I’m scoping out another wife, either for me or you." He winked, causing Kyojuro to laugh from his chest, "The main thing they’re not happy about is me returning to this district.” Tengen snorted, hair falling prettily in front of his face, and Rengoku looked at him with a smile, 

“If it’s alright with them, then it’s alright with me! So long as everyone is treated with proper respect!” He shouted, pounding a fist to the palm of his hand before reaching forward to tuck a strand of hair behind Tengen’s ear like a good friend would. Tengen snorted, wrapping an arm around his companion, 

“If you were a girl. You’d be my fourth wife without a doubt.” Rengokou beamed with pride, 

“I’d be honored! And accept without hesitation!”

“Flashy!” 

“Excuse me, the lady of the house said you requested me,” Your soft voice spoke, causing them both to turn to look at you. You were even prettier up close than you were from afar, hair elegantly styled, red and gold kimono covering you just as elegantly, makeup placed flawlessly on your cheeks and eyes, “I’m at your service.”

Tengen hummed, better with words than Kyojuro, “Please sit and enjoy a cup of sake with us for now. We paid for the night, relax.” Rengoku shot Tengen a questioning look, knowing they’d spent a lot of money on you. They'd free you from this wretched district if all went well tonight. You looked slightly surprised at the offer and moved to sit down, “Pretty thing, not there in between us.” Rengoku saw your cheeks burn as you sat beside the two men; Tengen leaned back with a grin, bringing sake to his lips, “What’s your name?” 

You told them your first name, fluttering your pretty eyelashes at the both of them. “I’m Rengoku Kyojuro; if we are going by first names, feel free to call me Kyojuro!” He chipped, grinning fondly at the woman, “This is Uzui.” The silver-haired man winked, “We’re here to make love to you!”

“H-huh?” You sputtered, and Tengen spat out his drink, choking on it, “I-I mean…” You smile shyly, “That’s quite the demand.” 

“Kyo-” Tengen hissed, pressing his fingers to his nose, “Do you even know subtly? So unflashy?”

“No!” He hummed proudly, “The best way to communicate your point is directly and honestly! This also gives our little spark room to decline if she needed to.” Tengen couldn’t deny that point; they weren’t monsters. After all, you’d always have a choice. “Will you spend the night with us?” 

You eyed the two men before you; they were former demon slayers. Even in casual clothes, word spread about the silver-haired man who solely saved this district from two demons and the man with hair of fire who saved all the innocents on the Mugen Train. Honestly, you couldn’t say no to them, not that you wanted to; these men were probably the two most attractive men you’ve ever encountered. “Yes,” you nodded, “it would be my pleasure.” 

“Not your pleasure, little one,” Tengen hummed, kissing your hand softly, “It’s truly our pleasure to be accepted by a beauty such as you.” He delighted in how your face turned a beautiful color as you were flustered. “Come, let's go somewhere a little more private,” He purred, helping you to your feet before turning to his friend and helping him stumble. 

“Ah, my apologies.” Rengoku smiled nervously, “My legs aren’t what they used to be, I'm afraid. But I assure you my performance regarding intimacy is not hindered.” 

“Kyojuro.” Uzui groaned, “She did not need to know that. I’m sure she wasn’t questioning your sexual prowess.” Both men stopped as you giggled, opening the door to the private room, the kimono falling off your shoulders seductively. Exposing your shoulder blades and the swell of your breasts, Tengen shut up almost immediately, eyes training down your body. 

“Beautiful!” Kyojuro praised, hobbling into the room, hands finding your waist, and you helped to balance him as he stumbled into you. “You’re beautiful!” His eyes burned like fire; staring into your own, he captured your lips in a quick kiss, and your cheeks flushed. 

“I’m sure you could find prettier girls here, but thank you-” You squeaked, feeling the other man’s arms wrapped around your waist from behind. His hair tickled your cheeks as his chin rested on your head, 

“Is that self-depreciation I hear?” Uzui mused from behind you, his hands slowly moving up to slide up to cup your breasts tenderly, “because you’re the only one here who caught our eye.” His large hands palmed your breasts, massaging them and causing you to lean against his body. “This is perfect, you are perfect, right Kyo?” 

“Absolutely!” Kyojiro hummed as Tengen slid your kimono down, exposing yourself to the men before you. The room's cold air made your nipples perk up as Kyojiro buried his face between them; his warm lips against your skin made you shiver. “I never wanna leave,” He purred, squishing his head between your chest and pressing kitten kisses to the sensitive area, causing you to mewl. 

“Look at you. Enjoying yourself?” Tengen snickered as you looked up at him through wet lashes, 

“Y-yes-” You breathed, stretching your neck up, “kiss me?” 

“You don’t need to ask twice.” Uzui leaned down to capture your lips with his own, and his lips were skilled as his tongue slipped inside your mouth. You groaned against him as your tongues battled for dominance; yours was easily overpowered. Your fingers tangled themselves in Rengoku’s hair, and the embodiment of sunshine purred, biting the skin on your breasts. You moaned hotly as he trailed marks across your chest, allowing your kimono to open fully as he continued his way downward toward your core. You pulled away from Tengen’s lips to choke out a moan, feeling Rengoku’s tongue prod at your entrance. He hissed a little, trying to settle on his bad knee, and Tengen clicked his tongue, “Don’t hurt yourself.” 

“I’m not; this is worth it.” Kyo grinned and attacked your center like a man starved; you tossed your head back and moaned with delight. Uzui had to catch you as your legs melted against Rengoku’s mouth and tongue. 

“He has no self-preservation truly,” Tengen mused, watching you squeeze your legs around his comrade's head, which only egged him further, his fingers coming up to massage your clit. “You’re just that intoxicating, lovely,” His mouth latched itself onto your neck, nipping and kissing at the sensitive spots there, which only fueled your moans louder. Kyojiro pulled away, lips glistening with your arousal, 

“Umai!” You giggle, hands gently threading through his flame-colored hair, “Uzui!’ He shouted, “She’s close may I make her cum on my tongue?” 

“Don’t ask me; ask the lady you’re eating out.” Kyo looked at you with the most enormous puppy dog eyes you’ve ever seen, 

“Yes. Please let me cum, Kyo.” Kyojiro grinned before looking at Tengen, who rolled his eyes. He knew what that look meant. You won’t be able to continue after Rengoku had his way with you, but it was fine you were coming back with them after all; you can cum on his cock another time. With a nod from Uzui, he dove back in between your legs; you moaned hotly as you felt his fingers begin to pump in and out of your pussy working in tandem with his tongue. You felt warm pressure as you yelped a little, standing up straighter, riding Kyojiro’s mouth. His fingers started heating up inside you, and your legs trembled in ecstasy. 

“That’s what he does,” Tenegn purred, “use his breathing technique to last a while, heating his fingers for maximum pleasure.” Uzui continued to play with your breasts, pinching your nipples between his fingers and enjoying the loud sounds you made against his shoulder. “You feel it, don’t you? His tongue works wonders inside your throbbing pussy, the heat as you clench on Kyo’s face.” You could only nod as Rengoku’s fingers found the spongy spot inside you and began to pound into it repeatedly with his fingers. Wet sounds of pleasure filled the room as you shuddered, coming around the man’s face with a cry, suffocating the man between your thighs. This time when Rengoku pulled away, he looked horny and dizzy, with a red face, 

“Holy. Shit.” a shit-eating grin spread across his lips, “You almost killed me between your thighs. What a way that would’ve been, aye Uzui?”

“Lucky bastard.” Tengen scoffed as you lay limp against his muscular body, shuddering in the aftershocks of your orgasm. “Let’s rest now, little one; we can continue in the morning.”

[doumadono]

Senne koszmary - Urogi x Reader

Warnings: smut w/o plot, dirty talk, vaginal sex, somnphilia Synpsis: the vividness of your nightmares made them seem more than mere figments of your imagination, and eventually, you obtained the proof that confirmed your suspicions Requested by: @crystalwolfblog - kocham cię mocno, złośnico ♥ Oby ten ficzek przypadł Ci do gustu

MASTERLIST

You had been experiencing a persistent issue with unsettling nightmares that plagued you night after night. They were vivid and often disturbing, leaving you feeling fatigued and anxious during the day. You had tried various methods to alleviate this distressing problem, including altering your sleep habits and seeking professional assistance, but to no avail. The recurring nightmares continued to intrude upon your restful slumber, hindering your ability to obtain the peaceful respite that your mind and body so desperately needed. There was one particular nightmare that haunted you incessantly, in which you found yourself face-to-face with a demon of immense proportions. This demonic entity possessed large bird-like wings that towered above you, casting a dark shadow over your trembling body. Its sharp talons, protruding from its monstrous hands, glistened menacingly in the dim light of the nightmare. The demon's massive claws, terminating its grotesque legs, dug deep into the ground, leaving deep imprints that seemed to seal your fate.

As you stood before the demon in your nightmare, his presence looming over you with his large bird-like wings and sharp talons, he introduced himself as Urogi. His voice was deep and gravelly, sending shivers down your spine as he spoke. You tried to wake up from the nightmare, but you were trapped in the darkness of your subconscious, unable to escape the terrifying encounter with this monstrous creature. Every night was plagued by the same harrowing dream, with the demonic figure of Urogi relentlessly haunting your slumber. His intimidating form, with large bird-like wings, razor-sharp talons on his hands, and massive claws ending his legs, loomed over you, filling you with an overwhelming sense of dread. Despite your best efforts, you couldn't shake the nightmarish vision from your mind, and it continued to torment you night after night.

You had already been having a hard time falling asleep that night and you woke, maybe an hour or so after falling asleep, to the feeling of someone sliding under your sheets.

At first, you were confused and groggy. You didn't have anyone over so you had no idea who was crawling between your legs. You figured you were just having a really vivid dream as you felt a thick, sharp talon pulling the hems of your kimono up your figure. The creature held it back and pushed your legs apart.

You were beginning to actually wake up, soft yet shrill humming playing in your ears but you weren't able to pay attention to it. You didn't dare move, but the more it all sunk in and you realized what was happening your stomach dropped. And your pussy instantly grew hot and wet, involuntary. The sensation that overcame you was one of peculiar yet pleasing nature, compelling you to heed its beckoning and venture forth into the unknown.

"You're nice and wet for me tonight, Y/N," you heard a deep, male voice whisper, a loud chuckle followed. It was a confirmation that one - it was that demon, again, and two - he had done this enough to be confident sufficiently to dirty talk to you. It was so messed up and gross because he was fucking revolting, yet tempting in some strange way. The fact that the feeling of his forever sharp talons finally starting to rub your throbbing clit made intense pleasure run through your body made you want to throw up. It was an odd sensation, one that you knew you shouldn't indulge in. The forbidden feeling lingered, tempting you to follow its path. Despite your reservations, you eventually succumbed to its allure and gave in to your curiosity.

It wasn't long before the demon buried two taloned fingers in your pussy while he stopped his thumb on your clitoris, brushing it ever so gently. Soon, you felt something incredibly wet on your exposed pussy. The saliva oozed out of the demon's mouth in a thick and slimy consistency, dripping down onto your sex with a wet plop. It was warm and you hated it but you also fucking loved it at the same time. You were actually enjoying the fact that you didn't have to do anything but lay there, pretending to be sleeping. In seconds he was sucking on your clit with his wet, hot mouth, flattening his tongue to press it tightly against your slit. You couldn't stop the moan that abruptly slipped out of you, sure that you had blown your cover, but Urogi just chuckled and started flicking your clit with his tongue. "How is such a quiet human a loud sleeper?" He asked as if he expected an answer. You just laid there, letting yourself move or breathe hard as much as you needed at such a relaxed state. You never had your pussy eaten like that. At least not awake. He made sure your whole pussy was soaked with juices and his spit. As he licked your pussy, his taloned hand traveled up under your kimono, and he started groping your tit. "Fuck," he groaned against your sensative folds, rough lips and hot breath keeping you horribly stimulated. You literally heard when his thick fingers sunk back inside your aching cunt, slick being forced out to make room as he started back up thrusting them inside. "Gonna make my little human toy moan for me. But you won't remember, will you?" The longer he spoke the rougher he fingered you. Then he got right back to using his mouth while he loudly attacked your pussy, curving his taloned fingers so he was able to rub at your squishy spot, and you were afraid you were going to have to give up on my act to beg him to just fuck you already.

You didn't want him to stop, as much as you fucking hated yourself for it, so you just kept letting it happen and, apparently, were good enough at pretending to be asleep to fool your horny late night visitor. It was astonishing in the worst way possible. Your body was completely moving on its own as it stiffened and your hips rolled against his face and talons to get through the shocking orgasm that washed over you in warm, electrified waves as a moan escaped your parted lips. As soon as you began to relax again, Urogi slapped your pussy a few times. Some slaps were soft, some harder. All of it made the wettest and most obscene sounds you have ever heard.

You thought this was all he was going to do - to play with your needy pussy, using it to pleasure himself, but then you felt him stop and he moved up your body, only settling once he fully pinned you down, rolling you to your tummy less than gently.

"Never seen a woman so fucking messy," he grumbled.

You were in a trance until you felt a heavy, hard cock start to poke the back of your thigh. You felt it all and it was impressive. Your mouth drooled as you licked your lips, and your cunt appeared to ooze more of your desire.

"You belong to me, you gorgeous, little slut!" Urogi chortled in a manner that can only be described as mischievous, his deep and rich laughter reverberating through the air. His eyes, which glinted with a devilish mirth, crinkled at the corners as he chuckled, thoroughly enjoying whatever he found amusing in that moment. His lips parted, revealing a set of sharp canines that seemed to gleam in the light, while his chest rumbled with each guffaw, giving the impression that the very ground itself was shaking beneath him. "You have some gorgeous cunt, little woman." Urogi's corpulent dick plunged deep and sure into your core, causing you to respond in the expected manner - a protracted, resounding, and ecstatic ululation emanated from the depths of your chest and reverberated into the nocturnal stillness, while his sturdy hand encircled the back of your neck, fiercely immobilizing you onto the cushion below. "You're my fucking bitch!" Urogi swore and his other hand gripped the curve of your waist, talons digging into your softness still covered with the kimono as he drove himself deeper and deeper. His stiff girht spread your silken tightness wide until he was seated fully inside. The tip of his cock, red and oozing precum, had carved the way and buried against the entrance to your womb. "Taking demon's cock so well," he crooned and stroked your flank. "Such a good, little hooch!" With agonizing slowness, he retracted his cock, deliberately dragging the girthy length over every contour and swell of your insatiable hole until the tip hung on the brink of liberation once more.

You trembled, anticipating, whining and whimpering. You were willing to wait for Urogi as long as he desired. You knew that he wouldn't leave you unsatisfied.

When he inevitably thrust back in, your mortal body accepted him eagerly and ravenously. The anticipation amplified the sweet release, making the pleasure more ecstatic. With a sudden jolt, his hips drove forward, plunging deep into your core. The movements were rhythmic and unrelenting, a constant in-and-out motion that left you gasping for breath. Urogi found his pace, and soon, you were both moving in unison, each thrust bringing you closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Your body responded eagerly to his touch, quivering with each thrust. His movements played you like an instrument, the pleasure building with each stroke. You couldn't help but push back against him, your hips meeting his in a desperate dance. The sensation was overwhelming, your body rippling and pulsing with each thrust. Together, you worked to bring each other to the brink of pleasure, his body and yours moving in perfect harmony. It was a private concert, a symphony of passion that left you both breathless and sated.

As seconds ticked by, Urogi let out a bellowing groan and spilled his sticky and opaque seed deep into your womb, marking you as his own. "Fuck!"

Your mouth hung open in ecstasy and you teetered on the edge before tumbling over the brink to a glorious climax. Your body convulsed as your cunt released a stream of honey salt over your quivering thighs and the sheets of the bed. "Ah, Urogi!"

Urogi chuckled, releasing his grip on your nape and trailing his taloned hand down your spine, which was still covered by your kimono. The alate demon leaned in close to your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you that you weren't truly asleep," he grunted in a low, gravelly voice. "But I couldn't resist the temptation to come to you, to feel your body beneath mine, to claim you as mine. Again."

As you lay there with Urogi's hand still tracing down your spine, you summoned the courage to speak up. "I knew you've been doing this before. I was sure that these weren't just dreams. They felt too real, too vivid to be mere figments of my imagination…"

Urogi chuckled, his breath fanning the back of your neck. "Of course I have," he concluded.

You shivered as his talons grazed over your lower back, sending a ripple of pleasure down your body. "Why me?" You asked, genuinely curious.

Urogi leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "It's the way you submit to me," he whispered. "The way you give yourself completely to my pleasure. No one else has ever done that before."

[imhereiguess420]

Rengoku: I love Y/N so much, I’ll fight ANYONE who hates them!

Y/N: I hate myself…

Rengoku ,tearing up: Alright you beautiful bitch, let’s go!

[fairy-hub]

𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮; “𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝”

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! oral (receiving), squirting, praise, fingering, roommates/friends w benefits, tattooed!pierced!giyuu, daddy/princess, light overstimulation

Giyuu head slightly bobs between your plush thighs. Curling your toes, grinding your hips, getting off on the contrast of the warm silver ball and his soft tongue. “Nggg daddy gonna cum, don’t stop.”

You tug on his dark hair, strands slipping forward. Giyuu groans, the loud, deep smooth sound is audible chocolate. Your soaking wet cunt quivers, from the vibrations, around his pumping fingers.

Clenching your thighs around Giyuu's head. "Feels too good! I can't! It's too much. Don't stop. I wanna!" The pressure in your gut unwinding, your slick trickling onto the bed. Whilst Giyuu stuffs some of your cum back into your pussy.

Switching his tongue and fingers, Giyuu whimpers and moans into your pussy. He glides his tongue and warm bell bar inside squishy cunt. Grinding his hips into his bed, rubbing his throbbing cock against his soft blanket.

"Ngg! Daddy! Giyuu! Daddy! Ngnn!" Clenching, closing your eyes, melting into the intense pleasure. Your pussy is sensitive in her afterglow. Giyuu keeps on as if you haven't soaked his chin and bed.

You're about to burst so quickly from how his fucking you with his tongue. Whilst he strokes tight, small circles on your sensitive nub. "The way you eat pussy fuck! So hungry, making out with my clit. " He whines it's sinfully beautiful, turning you on more.

You could only describe it as a drunken haze. Brought upon you by Giyuu's large gentle hands, pierced tongue, and thick, heavy pierced cock. It doesn't matter how much your soaking wet cunt cums and aches from overstimulation.

Giyuu intoxicating and you can't get enough. Often not making it out of his bed till morning.

He pumps his tongue faster, adding pressure to your clit. Eliciting breathy moans from you overlap his heavy, low groans you can feel. "You get so noisy whenever you see and taste my pussy, it's so fucking hot. Makes me wanna soak your face with more cum."

Biting into your bottom lip, withholding your groans to hear his needy groans. "I wanna suck your cock after this, show you how thankful I am. Wanna make you feel good and hear your groan, wanna make you cum then ride your sensitive cock." You're babbling reduces to whimpers and incoherent moans.

You're cumming harder than you ever have before. Gushing on Giyuu's face, he grabs your hip keeping you from pulling away. Your pussy keeps spasming, you're cumming too much for Giyuu to drink all of it.

You're soaking the bedsheet underneath your cheeks, creating a large wet spot. Spreading your legs apart, feebly pulling Giyuu's hair. "Needa break daddy! It's too much." He pulls away, licking his lips. His chin, neck, and collar bones glisten with slick.

Giyuu kisses your plush lips and clit. "You taste so good. I can't get enough, wanna drown in you beautiful. Eat you out for hours, having you trembling, creaming, and screaming."

strawberry brat all works

[13rurururi]

Haganezuka Hotaru Having a Crush on Being In Love with You (SFW)

Pairing: Haganezuka x Fem!Reader

Requests are open!

Whenever you're in close proximity, this man tries his absolute hardest to appear as nonchalant as possible — thank heavens for his mask, or else you'd instantly see his beet-red face.

Haganezuka is someone who lives on extreme emotions; from his rage towards Tanjiro breaking his craft to him feeling like his heart is about to burst from his chest whenever you smile at him — you have him (unknowingly) wrapped around your finger.

You may think he absolutely doesn't care for you, but he isn't the type to verbally express his affection; instead, he'd give you small gifts (like the last stick of Mitarashi Dango) or offer to polish your katana. This man's time is precious, but he'd always set aside time for you.

Once you got closer with one another, you opted to call him by his first name, Hotaru. The first time you uttered his name, you were undoubtedly worried he'd throw a fit because of how cute and unbefitting it is for a swordsmith like him. Surprisingly, he only grumbled and looked away (he was absolutely blushing, by the way).

You continue to call him Hotaru, and the villagers around you are so wary whenever you do so but end up pleasantly surprised to see how calmly Hotaru responds to your beckon. He's so smitten for you.

He's also quite the jealous type, seething in quiet rage towards anyone who dares flirt with you. You better be certain he has his four knives out and sharpened.

You really began seeing him as a close friend, as you've shared many afternoons together, talking about how each other's day went. You definitely laugh in endearment as he rants to you about his client (poor Tanjiro).

You were satisfied with your connection until, one day, Haganezuka built up the courage to tell you — in the most stiff, straightforward, yet genuine manner — that he is in love with you.

Let's not lie. You were surprised, to say the least. Haganezuka never showed any desire to be entangled in a romantic relationship. Kanamori even occasionally mentions how his rough, difficult personality is the main cause of his bachelor status at the age of 37.

Your entire image of him was simply upended once he muttered out his confession, his gaze faltering to your side, unable to maintain contact with your widened eyes.

You've always found him absolutely stunning under his peculiar mask — his amber irises framed by his upturned eyes; his pretty lashes that greatly contrasted his constantly furrowed brow; not to mention, his long, smooth raven-colored hair that cascaded down his muscular back — he was undoubtedly attractive.

You felt a twinge of jealousy at the thought of other women staring at his figure with evident interest.

You also funnily felt pride at the fact that they most likely could never truly handle the entirety of Haganezuka Hotaru — they weren't like you, who could calm him with the sound of your voice (as if you were the embodiment of a wind chime) or patiently sit with him as he yelled about his annoyances.

Maybe he wasn't just a friend, after all.

"Forget what I said,"

Haganezuka twisted his figure to steadily walk away from you, but you grasped onto his firm bicep to cease his escape.

He looked at you in mild bewilderment, simultaneously worried and hopeful with what your response might be.

You smiled your ever-so-gentle smile — the same smile he fell in love with and said,

"I like you, too, Hotaru."

Haganezuka's face held the most wonderful expression you have ever seen, and you were stuck between wanting to stare at his face for the next few minutes and the desire to kiss his lips that fell agape.

No worries. Hotaru decided for both of you and held you close as your lips met his for the very first time.

And it definitely will not be the last.

A/N: I am so in love with this man right now; my head is full of him. Please feel free to send requests! If you want an NSFW version, I am more than willing to serve, hehe.

[mrskokushibo]

To Succumb

Kokushibo x Fem!Reader

I NSFW I 18+ I MDNI I

Synopsis: You are a Hashira, and on your mission, you encounter Upper Moon One. What happens next is beyond your wildest dreams.

Warnings: SMUT. Vaginal penetration. Creampie. Oral. Rough oral. Mild degradation (mainly verbal) Fem!Submission. Dom!Kokushibo.

A/N: It seems as there is some anticipation built up for this one. Thank you for your request, Anon. ( Link to the request.)

Wordcount: 2552

Masterlist

As you ventured into the forest, with every step you took, the light was fading more and more, and almost unnatural darkness was invading the space between the tall trees. Your steps were muffled by the softness of the moss as if you were treading on a carpet.

The reason you embarked on the several-mile-long journey was a suspected demon sighting near a village in the vicinity of the Demon Slayer headquarters. Its' inhabitants have been supportive of the secretive organisation for centuries. They practiced and honoured the recently ostracised culture of the samurai. Unfortunately, in the past few months, the authorities took an interest in that, with soldiers being sent to inspect and invigilate the villagers. It was all but a minor nuisance until a whole squadron of soldiers disappeared on the way to the village. This made the local law enforcement even more suspicious and there were measures to be taken. Increased harassment and surveillance of the villagers would also put the secrecy of the location of Demon Slayer Corps headquarters at risk.

The news reached Master Ubuyashiki and a suspicion of demons lurking in the forest nearby arose. It would not be out of the question if Muzan was starting to sniff out the location of the headquarters. As a devoted Hashira, you volunteered to take the assignment to inspect the area for possible demons. You decided to go alone, as it was easier to stay unnoticed by the authorities. The last thing anyone needed at this point was both demons and law enforcement getting too close to the headquarters.

You were in one of the deepest parts of the forest now. The foliage was much denser here, vines covered the knotted tree trunks and the moss was so thick that your feet sunk with every step. Only faint rays of sunlight were now reaching the forest floor and your senses were on alert.

And that is when you spotted it. A demon. He was tall and with a powerful build, dressed in a traditional outfit of hakama and kimono, with long red-black hair tied in a thick and unruly ponytail, and layered bangs framing his face. His clothes were black and purple and he had a huge katana stuck under his obi. The saya of the sword was red and decorated with eyes, that seemed to be … moving. He had his left hand casually resting on the tsuka of the katana. The hand had a completely normal human anatomy, indicating, that he most likely kept his human body. His face was that of an unusually handsome human male, however now demonically transformed by six red eyes. He was impressive.

And as you looked into his eyes, you noticed it, the writing, kanji for Upper Moon One… Your heart sunk like a millstone, hindering any movement from you. You were as good as dead now. There was no way you could stand a chance against one of the upper-rank demons. And this was number one, the strongest of them all. His aura was palpable, slowly gripping you like a vice. He was emitting such darkness that it felt like the night has already begun.

‘Greetings, slayer’

A deep, resounding, and dignified voice filled the space between you. His tone was condescending and he sneered.

‘Have you come to fight me?’

He thought you a pitiful little creature, yet he had to admire your bravery, to do what was right according to your orders, that was something he did have respect for.

He started moving toward you, his aura gripping you tighter with every step he took. You were almost choking, your whole body squeezed by the pressure. Slowly a different sensation began to arise. To your dismay, you were becoming… aroused. The pressure did not discriminate and with so much of it being exerted on your breasts and between your legs that it was no wonder that it gained this kind of unwanted effect on you. This was also enhanced by his imposing and stunning appearance. He might have been a demon, but by retaining an almost completely normal human form, he made any man you ever met in your life appear like a boy in comparison.

*What is this?* You were so ashamed of how your body was reacting to someone you should be only feeling hatred towards.

To make things worse, he started speaking again in scorn.

‘Oh, how amusing, little slayer, I see you are a whore too, not just a tragic little Hashira.’

You were aware of the existence of a special ability called the transparent world and obviously, this demon had full control over that ability. How else could he see what you were experiencing? You were good at hiding your emotions, one of the lucky ones to not even blush when embarrassed.

As he was approaching a nagging thought kept on bothering you. *Why doesn’t he just kill me? He would be done with me in seconds.*  What you did not understand, is that from his perspective you were neither vicious nor powerful enough to satisfy his appetite, and yet he could not help but admire your bravery in facing him completely on your own and not just turning on your heel and running.

‘I will kill you, demon. I will bring your head to the Master. You’ll see.’

Your pathetic and futile threat embarrassed even yourself as soon as the words left your lips.

‘Ubuyashiki, that annoying weakling? Oh no, it is his head I will take to MY Master.’

He sneered again, his deep voice carrying a menacing tone.

He was now straight in front of you, his tall figure towering over you.

‘Undress and kneel!’ his commanding tone left no room for resistance, so you did as you were told.

Your thoughts were muddled, his aura burning into you, clouding your mind, and making your body heat up. When all control was lost, your hands wandered to his groin, cupping his clothed manhood. He did not stop you, only looked down at you with nostrils flaring and lips twisted in a vicious smirk. He was not fully erect, but as soon as your hands touched him, his cock started twitching and growing to a monstrous size.

Without a word, he removed his hakama and the obi holding his kimono together. As it came undone the arousal you felt deepened causing your pussy to leak uncontrollably. You have never seen a male body this perfect, never of such an imposing size and stature. Even his voice was now sending you into overdrive as he spoke with a stoic look in his eyes

‘I might just as well have some fun with you, little whore. You seem to be asking for it and I just so happen to be in the mood to grant someone’s wish.’

He sneered sarcastically, almost amused by his own witty comment.

‘Take it in your mouth’ his deep voice now commanded.

Forgetting your orders from Master Ubuyashiki, forgetting who you were, you leaned forward and opened your mouth wide while encircling the base of his shaft with both your hands. Your mouth was now slowly taking him in, your tongue lapping up the salty precum. Surprisingly, he tasted human. He was patient with your slow progress, with eyes closed, he was savouring the sensation that the inside of your mouth was causing him to feel.

You kept on sucking, but you neither could go deep enough nor suck any faster. He was too big. You were making cute little wet, gagging noises and your eyes were tearing from the strain. He had his large hand on your head all the while you were working away on his cock. Suddenly, he grabbed your hair and yanked it back, pulling you off and away from his dick.

‘This is not good enough’ he hissed and with that pushed you onto the soft moss. You were now flat on your back, waiting in anticipation while he was slowly removing the remainder of his clothing.

He then kneeled between your legs and batted them away with his large thighs, so you would be nice and wide open for him. He hovered above you and without a warning, pushed his entire length into you as you screamed at the initial pain that this caused you. You were literally impaled on him and you could not believe something so huge could fit inside your small hole. His thrusts were strong and rough, but in no time at all your discomfort was turning into pleasure as your pussy was clenching and sopping all over his huge cock.

He was so deep inside you that you could feel him pressing into your cervix. Your pussy was being moulded to his cock’s shape and size, you were shocked that you were taking him so well, so willingly. Fuck, no man has ever made you feel so full, so satiated, and at the same time craving more. You started to move your hands all over his shoulders, chest, and abs, running them through his thick black hair. He was magnificent and you wanted him now so badly to fill you up with his seed. The indecent thoughts startled you yet you were too lost in the pleasure to care about decency.

You were moaning and screaming. ‘More…more…harder… please…’ You were mumbling and pulling on his mane. His thrusts were brutal and the force was sending you deeper into the moss. But you wanted it this way. Your pussy clenching and spasming, every sensitive spot being stimulated at the same time, the knot in your belly pulling your aching clitoris and pussy tighter and tighter together, until it burst to cause an orgasm that made your body spasm and shiver, your juices squirt out and your mouth elicited a scream that lasted for a good ten seconds.

When you were done with your climax, he paused for a moment and looked at you, cocking his head and smirking:

‘Where is the brave Hashira now, hm? You wanted to kill me and bring my head to your master and instead, you let me fuck you. You let a demon fuck you.’

He savoured the last sentence.

His long index finger was tracing the outline of your face, your lips, your profile, and your eyebrows, causing small electric shocks of pleasure to burst out under your delicate skin. He continued talking.

‘You know, you are pretty, clever, and skilled enough for me to make you my private little oiran.’

He nearly chuckled but the idea must have aroused him more, as he resumed his thrusts with far more power and speed. His teeth were gritted and he was close to his own climax. His abs contracted as his rough hips were thrusting into you, faster and harder and deeper. And then his thrusts grew slower and with one deep shove into you he emptied himself inside you, you could feel a bulge forming on your belly, you were so full.

When he pulled out, his semen run out of your pussy and all over your thighs and his twitching cock sprayed out some more on your belly. You were completely out of breath, but he seemed unmoved. You looked down and his cock was again semi-erect.

‘Lick it clean, my little whore’

And you did not need encouragement anymore, he was training you well, and you were becoming just that, his whore. You went on all four and started licking his dick, the combined flavour of both your sexes was enticing your taste buds. You closed your eyes and soon he was hard again, thick veins, like ropes snaking around his girthy shaft.

He grabbed your hair, twirled it around his wrist, and pushed your head down onto his cock making you gag. He was moving your head for you at a tempo he desired, with no concern for you choking on his huge manhood. Drool was dripping down your chin as he kept on the self-indulgent action, the sloppy gagging noises making him harder every time he pushed your head down.

Eventually, he let up, loosening the grip on your hair, and you, as driven by instinct, pulled away from him, wiping away the spit and tears caused by this rough mouth fucking.

He turned you around so that your ass was now high up in the air, facing him, and pushed your head down, his hand sliding down to an iron grip around the back of your neck. He grabbed his stiff cock and placed the tip at your entrance, then placed his large hand on your ass, and once again, with one ruthless thrust, he shoved himself fully into you. At this point you were already adjusted, wet enough and your genitals deliciously blood-filled and swollen that the action caused you nothing but extreme pleasure.

He was so much deeper inside you now as well. You felt his tip entering your cervix for every thrust. His heavy balls were slapping against your clit and the chokehold on your neck was depriving you of just enough air that you were hovering on the border of being semi-conscious. Thanks to the transparent world, he had perfect control of you. You were his little fuck toy now.

You knew you would soon come and you were letting him guide you toward the peak of your ecstasy. He was close too, every thrust growing sloppier and deeper, until after one deep push into you, he stopped and sprayed his seed straight into your cervix, his twitching and spasming cock shoved in and out of it with a slow pumping motion. This made you come as well and you were once again screaming and shaking uncontrollably.

When both of you finally descended from your respective highs, he spoke in a hushed and serious tone.

‘You see, what you have just done, is final. You can no longer return to your little slayer friends. They will recognise the smell of a demon on you. They will smell my seed. This is nothing you can wash out, not even if you tried. And I will not grant you the mercy of honourable death. So, you only have two choices: abandon being a Hashira and live the rest of your days in regret of what could have been, or succumb to me and become mine forever.’

This was all he said and now it was your turn to choose. You thought of how hard you worked to become a Hashira and how awful a dull, mundane life would feel after that. You could always commit seppuku, but it was not in your character to ever do a thing like that. You thought of all the brave men dying off around you and how lonely you felt knowing you would never find anyone to belong to.

At this moment, this choice was a terrible one, but this demon made you experience what no man ever managed to give you. Your flesh craved him, your mind was engulfed by him and you could feel a faint voice of your soul urging you to let go, to follow your destiny.

And when pulling his head closer to yours into a deep and passionate kiss, you knew now, that your fate was sealed for all time to come.

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[daisies-daydreams]

Virgin!Gyomei x F!Reader (Headcanons/Drabble)

Pairing: Virgin!Gyomei Himejima x F!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut (18+) Warnings: Masturbation, Vaginal Fingering, P in V Sex (You Know the Drill), Praise, Accidentally Cumming Inside

A/N: I'm still working on requests, but I wanted to write something small in between. I hope you enjoy!

NSFW BELOW (MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI)

Virgin!Gyomei who always thought he was too imposing to find someone who would want to be with him physically. To indulge in the pleasures of the flesh, sharing such a sweet, tender moment. The thought would keep him up at night, tossing and turning when it was quiet enough for him to be alone with his thoughts.

Virgin!Gyomei who heard you, a new member of the Butterfly House, giggle nearby. He turned his head in your direction, his milky white eyes wide at the melodious sound. The giant man heard you gasp. “Oh good! You’re awake!” you chirped. His breath hitched when he felt your warm hands rest on his arm, patting it reassuringly. “You’ve been out for several days. We were all so worried,” you explained. He blinked and nodded slowly. “Thank you…for caring for me,” he said softly.

Virgin!Gyomei whose heart would always soften whenever he heard your distinct footsteps coming towards his room. His skin felt like it burned whenever he felt your gentle touch, tending to his injuries. Gyomei scolded himself when his mind drifted to fantasies of you touching him in more…intimate ways. You were his caretaker and nothing more. Surely you found him just as imposing as everyone else did...

Virgin!Gyomei who, after a very vivid dream about him fucking you into the mattress with his impossibly girthy cock, woke up with the most painful erection in his life. Gyomei listened carefully to see if anyone was around before dipping his large hand below the waistband of his pants. His breath hitched as he clutched his throbbing shaft. He clasped his other palm over his mouth as he began to squeeze and stroke his dick, the rush of pleasure indescribable. Your name fell from his plush lips like a prayer, a sweet chant that brought him closer to the edge. Gyomei pumped his cock only a few times before he was spilling all over his palm, completely soaking himself in his thick spend. His Adam's apple bobbed as he caught his breath. “M-Mr. H-Himejima?” he heard you squeak nearby.

Virgin!Gyomei who sat there like a statue, his eyes wide and back completely straight. His cock still twitched in his hand as he parted his lips. “I-I’m sorry Miss…” he stammered as his entire body became enraptured in a consuming heat. He flinched when you stepped closer, the floorboards creaking as you made your way to the side of the bed. “How long have you felt this way about me, Mr. Himejima?” you murmured. Gyomei was thankful that he lacked sight, as he was terrified of the disgusted expression you surely wore on your face. He swallowed thickly. “Honestly Miss (L/N)…since the day you first spoke to me,” he answered as his eyes glossed over.

Virgin!Gyomei who flinched when you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. His face burned like a raging wildfire as he parted his lips. He heard you shuffle next to the bed. “You aren’t…disgusted?” he breathed. “No,” you whispered before pecking his temple. Gyomei flushed as he felt his cock twitch again, his thighs tightening as you placed a hand in his bulky forearm. “I’m glad that you feel the same way I feel about you,” you cooed. Gyomei sighed, a gentle smile forming on his face as you kissed the corner of his mouth. You gasped when you heard someone coming down the hall calling your name. He wanted to reach for you as you pulled away. “I’m sorry,” you murmured before hesitantly walking out of his room.

Virgin!Gyomei who, despite all the fantasies and dreams he’s had, hasn’t touched himself since that morning. You’d still come in to tend his healing wounds or assist with his rehabilitation. It was a sweet torture for him to feel your hands roam across every inch of his body…except where he needed you the most.

Virgin!Gyomei who thanked you for your assistance the night before he returned to the field. “You’re very welcome,” you said kindly, yet he didn’t miss the solemn undertone in your words. His heart ached as you started to slip away. “Wait,” he called as he grabbed your wrist. Gyomei instantly pulled away when he heard you gasp, the fear of potentially hurting you striking him through the chest. “I-I apologize, Miss (L/N),” he murmured. He heard you shuffle in place. “It’s alright, Mr. Himejima,” you replied. Gyomei tilted his head up, his foggy eyes lingering in the direction of your voice. “Please...call me Gyomei,” he said.

Virgin!Gyomei who loved the feeling of you shivering beneath his light touch. The door to his room was locked, your clothes strewn about the floor as you straddled his waist. His breath hitched as you splayed your hands across his rugged chest, both of you exploring each other’s bodies with a gentle tenderness.

Virgin!Gyomei who feels his cheeks burn as he pushes one of his fingers inside your slick, tight cunt. Your walls hold such a comforting texture for him as he sinks his digit deeper and deeper inside. “Shh, I know, my dear. I know,” he cooed as he rubbed your thigh. “It’s so much, Gyo,” you slurred as your legs shook around him. He frowned and cupped your cheek with his other hand. “Do you want me to stop?" he asked. Gyomei felt you shake your head. "N-No, it feels good. Please, I want this," you breathed. He swallowed the lump in his throat before nodding.

Virgin!Gyomei who lets you take the reins and sink down on his massive, thick cock at your own pace. He encourages you as you lower your hips inch by inch, his lips kissing away the tears that spilled down your cheeks as you babbled. “You’re doing wonderful, my love,” he whispered. His breath hitched as your pussy stretched around him, his shaft enveloped by your warm, gummy walls. Gyomei swore he was in heaven, the bliss that coursed through his body simply divine.

Virgin!Gyomei who feels intoxicated as you bounce up and down his shaft, your plush walls massaging his length as you pant and moan. “Amazing, truly amazing,” he breathed before the muscles in his lower stomach begin to tighten. He grits his teeth, hands grabbing at your waist as he gently thrusts up into you. Gyomei stopped worrying about the bed creaking long ago, his mind drunk on the pleasure that completely overwhelmed him. “Yes, that’s it. That’s-“ he nearly choked when he rolled his head back and groaned. His hips rolled forward as he accidentally came inside you, his thick, hot spend gushing past the place where your sexes joined. You gasped as your cunt convulsed around him, your walls gripping and fluttering around his girth as the two of you reached your climaxes.

Virgin!Gyomei who’s flustered and asking if you’re alright at least a thousand times after you pull yourself off of his softening cock. "Are you sure I wasn't gripping too hard?" "Are you sore anywhere?". He flushed when you suddenly pecked his cheek. “You were wonderful,” you whispered as you squeezed his hand. He smiled, his heart lighting up at your sweet words. “Thank you, my dear (Y/N),” he murmured as he held your hand up to his cheek.

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Can I request Obanai with his girlfriend who is kind of scared of his snake? And he slowly helps her overcome the fear

Hmm, interesting idea!

I hope you will like it

Obanai with S/O who is afraid of his snake.

🐍 Iguro is confused. Why are you afraid of Kaburamaru? He was never unpleasant to you, so why are you afraid?

🐍 When you can't really fully explain your fears, he just sighs and shakes his head. There is only one thing to do - teach you how to not be afraid... At least when it comes to Kaburamaru.

🐍 As a first little step, Obanai buys you a book about snakes. The more you learn about them, the more you'll see they aren't as scary as they seem.

🐍 Whenever you two sit together, Obanai makes sure that you sit near Kaburamaru. Not shoulder to shoulder, but close enough for you to feel comfortable while getting used to the snake's presence.

🐍 Obanai allows you to feed Kaburamaru with his favorite snacks. The sake is, of course, gentle while taking the snack, which is actually really nice. Obanai also wants you to not be afraid since he means no harm to you.

🐍 When you are less scared and start to feel comfortable, it's time for the big step. Obanai allows Kaburamaru to climb your hand. 

🐍 You stay brave! You aren't afraid... Right... Right!? When you open your eyes, the snake is looking right at you, right from your arm and it's not scary at all!

🐍 Sure, you don't feel fully comfortable, but it's not as bad as you thought.

🐍 After this day, you take more and more steps to be less scared of Kaburamaru, as well as other snakes. Of course ,you don't walk up to every snake you see, but you don't freak out.

🐍 Obanai feels so much better seeing you and his snake getting along well. He is glad he could help, even just a little.

🐍 Kaburamaru is also glad that it was possible for the two of you to build a connection. You make Iguro happy, so you are his friend now as well. 

🐍 Finally, after months, you succeed and your snake fear is gone, at least when it comes to Obanai's snake. You like and respect each other, which makes Obanai more than happy. 

[pillow-anime-talk]

we got married!

request: can i request headcanons of yoriichi from demon slayer getting married to reader?

# tags: headcanon; current marriage relationship; romance; fluff; soft!yoriichi; kisses; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. yoriichi tsugikuni {kny}

author’s note: sorry, anonnie, that you waited so long :( love u!

↘ Yoriichi is a traditional man who doesn’t show much emotion.

↘ You were the only person around him who got to know him enough to make dark-haired trust you fully and give you his uncertain, delicate heart.

↘ Your tenderness, intelligence, and knowledge of many things (like such as cooking, reading books, writing, growing plants or caring for animals) impressed him, and although you weren’t as physically strong as he was, nor could you use melee weapons, your strong heart and soul gave him a lot of support; physical and mental. Especially mental, in these hard times.

↘ It took a while, but one day, when you were preparing dinner for your boyfriend (vegetables with chicken and rice, as well as some tasty side dishes), moving your hips slightly to the rhythm of birdsong and sizzling meat, Yoriichi just came up to you, hugged you from behind and asked if you would be his forever.

↘ He swore to you his eternal love and faithfulness, and promised to protect you and be by your side in times of poverty, illness, and even war. Of course, you agreed without hesitation, and sealed your decision with a long, passionate kiss and long, long hug.

↘ Then you two had dinner for the first time as a full-fledged engaged couple, and indulged in some alcohol and a piece of cake you had baked the day before.

↘ Yoriichi was happy, you knew it even though he didn’t show it as always.

↘ Your wedding wasn’t spectacular; your beloved’s older brother appeared on it together with his long-term partner. Yoriichi's parents and one friend with his wife and two-year-old child also arrived. From your side came: your two friends, their partners and children and of course your closest family (father, mother, siblings)..

↘ Nevertheless, delicious food and a dozen or so bottles of sake made the intimate event livelier and more pleasant. Everyone spent time as if there was no tomorrow.

↘ It was a successful day... The wedding night was also very successful, if you know what I mean.

[married-to-google-translater]

How do you think muzan would react to an Uppermoon that has the most random, laughable and confusing thoughts while meetings? Like he'll be reading their mind trying to stay serious and not start to laugh. What makes it even better is that you always look so serious.

Muzan Kibutsuji

I honestly don't know which is scarier... What you think or Muzan's laugh.

Okay, you're probably really powerful.

Because otherwise Muza would find you mostly annoying.

He wants to maintain his fearsome reputation.

Or at least he pretends you're annoying.

Muzan's sense of humor would surely be twisted in some way.

Gyokko is his favorite upper moon so it can't be normal...

Muzan would have been annoyed the first few times.

He really wouldn't have been able to prepare for something like this.

Couldn't you concentrate for a moment and think of something useful?

No you can't lol.

Muzan doesn't really read your mind in public very often anymore.

But you notice that sometimes you are alone in his company.

You are the only one who sees Muza laughing.

You should be careful about this.

Otherwise, your life will be surprisingly short.

[angelltheninth]

Hello! I recently found your blog and I absolutely love it and your writing, and I noticed there wasn’t a lot of Douma content but you did say you would write for him and I was wondering if I could request Douma with a breeding kink? (Dub con or noncon) I feel like he’d definitely have a breeding kink while being cocky about it, talking about how honoured they should be to take their lords cum and be given the chance to have his heir and how even if they think they don’t want it now, after they become round with his child they’ll realize how much they love him and their little family they’re making.

He is definitely the kind of guy who would do something like this.

Pairing: Douma x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, dub-con, breeding kink, manipulation, pregnancy mention, rough sex, crying, mindbreak, creampie

A/N: A bit on the rougher side but have you seen Douma? That's one happy and sadistic bastard.

"And just where the fuck do you think you're going huh?" Douma's claws dig into your hips a little, not enough to tear flesh but enough to make you stop in your tracks, "Did I tell you to leave? We're not done here, not by a long shot. I still have a cunt to breed."

Like he hasn't been doing that for hours, putting you in every position you did and didn't know of, slamming you onto his cock like a fuckdoll and pumping you full of his seed.

"Please... my Lord... Douma... I can't... please stop..." You felt like your body would give out at any moment, like you would pass out from the rough ponding you've been subjected to. Douma flipped you over on your back, hands locking around your ankles and pushing his hot, hard cock back inside you, eyes shining in the moonlight as they meet yours, a little lovedrunk blush on his cheeks.

"Stop? How can I when this pussy is servicing me so well. Its sucking me in, just feel it, feel how much you still want my seed, my children, deep in this womb of yours." One of his hands lets go of your bruised ankle and pressed over your stomach, "Demon seed take root fast, pretty soon you'll be showing, pretty and round with your Lord's offspring. Be honored that a made you, a lowly whore, into someone so important."

You shut your eyes tight, images of that future briefly flashing before your eyes before a new, hot, potent flood of seed washes over your inner walls, "Am I... really that important to you my Lord?"

"Oh yes. Most important. You will carry my heirs, give them a warm home and love of a mother with me, your Lord, by your side. Do you understand now? It must be you." You. He's doing this for you, all night he's been doing this for you. "It must be you because you're precious to me." He smiles down at you, a soft smile that brings tears in your eyes before it shifts back into the almost maniacal, lustful, demonic grin he's looked at you all night.

You feel your body getting hotter for him, another orgasm closing in, but this one feeling greater then all others, now that you've accepted your role as his beloved. You lock your leg around him, pulling his cock deeper, his smile getting wider.

"Yes, now you understand. You're being honest, finally, you'll take this seed with honor."

"Yes, it... its an honor to be your, my Lord. Please make me yours." You found it hard to think about anything else but this, but this pleasure, but Douma, grinning and laughing above you, and the future you were gonna have together.

[nejiverse]

HOPELESSLY IN LOVE

Tanjiro Kamado

In which Tanjiro comes back from his battle in the swordsmith’s village. Fem! Hashira! Reader

cw: kissing, tanjiro is so so in love

1.08k words

"Pardon my asking but this is the sixth time you've sighed since we left the village. Is something the matter?", the female Kakushi asked a she tugged on the carriage.

Tanjiro was brought out of his thoughts by the woman's voice and he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly at the fact that she was able to count the amount of times he has sighed.

"It's nothing really...Y/n's gonna kill me when she sees all these bandages", he sulked. He tried to make it so he'd come with minimal wounds and bandages but clearly the demons he was fighting had other plans.

"Ah i've heard a lot about Y/n-san but have never gotten the luxury of meeting her", she responded. "I take it you two are close?".

Tanjiro stiffened and let his hands fall onto his lap in tight fists. "Yeah!", he exclaimed, a light shade of pink creeping onto his cheeks uninvited. "S-she's my girlfriend", he stammered.

They only recently put a label on their relationship and Tanjiro was still very flustered when referring to Y/n as his girlfriend. Everyone found it very endearing though.

"Oh wow I would've never guessed", she chuckled.

Tanjiro smiled serenely and before he knew it, his head was filled with thoughts of her. Her voice that spoke affirmations to him, her hands that always cradled his head when he was upset, her face that if he were to begin telling of her angelic features he would never stop.

"No one would. She's way out of my league", he lightly chuckled.

"Ah! I didn't mean it like that! Y/n-san just doesn't strike me as the romantic type".

Tanjiro's laugh grew louder. "She's really good at pretending, that's why".

Like the time he knew she was feeling sick but she constantly denied it saying she was perfectly fine and went on a mission anyway which ended up with Tanjiro carrying her all the way back. Or the other time she pretended she was fine the minute after a battle when really there was a gaping wound in her stomach.

It was her specialty to say the least.

"But even so I like to believe I survived this battle because of this", he held up his wrist which had a ribbon tied around it that was the same pattern as Y/n's kimono.

Tanjiro shook his wrist around in the air comically. "Are you..looking?", he cocked his to the side cutely. He was still blindfolded so he couldn't see.

The Kakushi woman laughed at his antics. "Yes I am".

He put his wrist down and fiddled with the ribbon. "She gave it to me so I wouldn't miss her but I like to believe it's a goodluck charm more than anything".

He couldn't wait to see her again.

After a while— a long while in Tanjiro's opinion— they arrived at the butterfly mansion.

"Thank you for bringing me back", Tanjiro thanked the Kakushi lady as his blindfold was taken off.

"You're very welcome", she bowed...except she was in front of him.

Tanjiro was curious as to who exactly took off his blindfold for him, and before he could even attempt to turn around, he felt a head rest on his shoulder and two arms wrap around his torso.

He could recognise those hands anywhere.

"Welcome back!", she exclaimed.

Tanjiro gasped lightly, feeling tears prick his eyes but but he pursed his quivering lips to stop them from getting any further.

He placed his hand over her own. "I missed you Y/n..", there was sadness laced in his voice, the happy kind. "So much".

Out of nowhere, Tanjiro grabbed the back of his head with his two hands when he felt Y/n hit him on the head. He turned around to her with a frown on his face.

"But you're an idiot! A stupid idiot! You promised to come home unscathed!", she spoke while flailing her hands around. "And you are very much scathed!!".

"But Y/nn! I said I couldn't keep that promise!".

She inspected the bandages on his chest and around his body. "You look like a mummy", she huffed.

Tanjiro chuckled. "But you know what came back unscathed?", he lifted up his wrist to reveal the ribbon that was perfectly in tact.

Y/n's eyes widened as she felt quite flustered. She couldn't believe he actually kept the piece of fabric safe the whole time he was fighting. It made her happy.

"But why?".

"Hm?".

"It's just a ribbon".

Tanjiro tilted his head with a hum as if the answer to her question was the most obvious thing ever. "Because you gave it to me Y/n".

As if he couldn’t get her any more worked up, Y/n averted her gaze everywhere but Tanjiro. Suddenly the blue sky that’s always been blue was looking very blue today.

She must get her revenge. Since he got her so flustered, it was her mission to return the favour.

She closed what little distance was between them and wrapped her arms around his neck, pushing her lips against his own. Y/n’s eyes were closed but Tanjiro’s were wide open in surprise.

The kiss was long and relentless. She held his body close and used one of her hands to guide Tanjiro’s own to her waist before bringing her hand back around his neck again. He was always very awkward with his hands whenever they kissed.

Tanjiro closed his eyes and savoured the taste and feeling of Y/n’s lips. If words couldn’t suffice, her kiss could. A kiss that said ‘I missed you’, that’s how Tanjiro interpreted it.

Y/n moved her lips from Tanjiro’s to get some air into her lungs but also to get a glimpse of Tanjiro’s flushed face.

He was always so adorable with his half-lidded eyes and pink cheeks whenever they kissed.

Tanjiro hid his face in her shoulder and hugged her tightly around her waist, as if she’d disappear any second now.

She placed a kiss on his head and they both walked back into the butterfly mansion.

“Time for you to rest mister”.

masterlist :)

a/n: tanjiro was absolutely adorable in the last episode I couldn’t help myself

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Hiya! I wanna know if you'd write a scenario/drabble about the reader being the "emotional support demon" for the upper moons. Like they all collectively allow the reader to show some sort of affection towards them. (Preferably SFW pls)

ask/summary: demon!reader is emotional support demon for all 6 uppermoons!

content warnings | i tried to made it sweet but realistic, mentioned killing, possessiveness and obsessiveness (kinda yandare if you squint) , 5 love languages, comfort/fluff a bit too i guess? contains later manga stuff so manga spoilers!…

a/n - #1 i made this with mix of everything, i think it can be seen as platonic/non-romantical in most of settings (i think?)

#2 also reader is initially chubby hinted/written in mind so it’s up in text somewhere but i think i didn’t emphasized it too much so i guess anyone could read! Gender is not mentioned much too, maybe just some feminine parts couple of times.

#3 i so sorry for being inactive, i am graduating high school in 2 months so i gotta get grades and everything also i already wrote this but tumblr deleted it so i gotta do it again 💔

It was definitely very...very surprising and confusing for other lesser demons to see such... non scary scenes in front of them, especially one who were lowermoons and see them on more “regular" basis than others, who was that demon?

You were there practically chilling amongst uppermoons, one whi could kill any human or demon alive being so... tolerant with you? No one even remembers how did you even spawn in Infinity Castle at one of meetings they had with Muzan, yet everyone seemed to sooner or later get comfortable with you around, your presence giving each individual some kind of comfort to them...

Kokushibo only likes to spend some quality time with you after it took him a long time to get comfortable and used to you, now reading books or playing hanafuda together. He liked your presence when he got time to spend without training or killing people. It reminded him of his past self and life, his wife and two kids he left to chase his dream, it brings a sense of domestic warmth and comfort in his lonely life for the second time in his life after he willingly lost it. He even consider having you all to himself, what can other demons do about it? absolutely nothing.

Douma likes to receive physical affection and acts of service from you. He loves when you put your head on his chest, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you in his lap as low beings (humans) or different called his followers in Eternal Paradise Faith as you two listens to them and gives them advices. He simply cannot choose between having you close to him or when you go out and easily collect new followers that are especially young human women that he can eat sooner or later, he simply adores you <3

Akaza crave quality time and words of affirmation from you, or better said someone. He is living for a second time to avenge his death fiancée, but as any other being he grows to be closer to you. He can only pray that Koyuki isn’t jealous or mad at him as you praise him while watching moon together , your beautiful smile shining underneath moonlight as he caught a glimpse of her in you :(

Hantengu needs words of affirmation to survive due his constant suffering from his past self, all kills, lies and evil is laying heavily on his soul so he stoped crying as much as before. (i don’t like him so this is bad, sorry not sorry 🤷‍♀️)

Gyokko prefers to receive acts of service and gift giving as a form of affection from you, since he lives in vases he started liking you when you gifted him a handmade vase. He liked it very much that he almost considered living in that one instead of this he was using that was given by Douma. He absolutely loved when you cleaned all of his vases once, even organized them in order by shape, size, pattern and color :)

Daki + Gyutaro needs all 5 love languages, so count on words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, and physical touch. They were kids/very young when they died so they considered you as a sibling/guardian/prerent in some way. Letting you tend their needs and expectations, they also wants you all to themselves sooner or later :3

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NSFW Tomioka headcanons

Ah yes, I finally gave into temptation... lord forgive me 😅 either way I hope you guys enjoy these headcanons, ya nasties LMAO

***MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. INTERACTING = BLOCKED ACCOUNT***

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Giyuu is, as we all know, reserved and definitely very quiet

However, when you get him alone, a more tender side comes out in him... Unless he's had a hard day or is severely backed up

So you notice this and you ask him what's wrong he just. Pins you to a wall and looks down at you not menacingly but definitely with a look that says "Tonight you're mine and I'll make sure everyone knows it."

Oh yeah, Giyuu has this thing where he likes to make you scream his name to the point where it's almost embarrassing.

He's definitely a switch. I can see him being dominant when he's pent up and just needs to let it out somehow, but when you guys are just having casual sex or even making love he'll definitely be more on the submissive side. Be it giving into your bidding or just wanting to be taken care of

But obviously if you requested the opposite when having casual sex or making love he's more than happy to do so.

He loves giving oral, just the sight of you squirming and writhing from pleasure as he licks your clit is just top teir to him

But when you're giving him head it's almost as if he just completely melts at your touch, and you can't help but bask in the power it gives you

His favorite position is anything that requires him to stare down at you. Be it missionary, laying on your side, or even during morning sex when you're laying down with him, facing him of course.

He feels like it just adds a lot more intimacy whenever he gets to stare at your face making little moans and mewls of ecstasy.

Usually, he prefers morning sex, especially on rainy mornings when you guys can't train. Besides, it's scientifically proven that an hour of sex equals out to about thirty calories that get burned. So good for you guys!

However another time when he prefers having sex is about a day after he gets home from a mission. He takes the day he gets home to relax with you, then he'll take the next day to get whatever aggression he needs to let out get out of his system.

He doesn't like rough sex, simply because he doesn't want to hurt you in any way.

The only time you guys have rough sex is when you're begging for it. I mean like pleading, begging, mascara running kind of begging. He thinks it's really hot lol

He wouldn't try any kind of potentially dangerous kinks (such as knife play) BUT, I have a sneaking suspicion he's really into those wax candles that are specifically made for BDSM/kinks. He'd obviously be super careful of course, and would ask you about ten times over if you're really sure you want to try.

Overall: Giyuu is really respectful when it comes to sex and frankly he's also super wholesome with it too half the time. But the other half is reserved for special ocassions or when you've been especially naughty

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I feel.

So fucking WEIRD AFTER THAT-

But n e wayyyyssssss feel free to leave requests for this kind of content, I need to get familiar with it before I post a project I've been working on. I hope you guys enjoyed the first of the NSFW headcanons. Let me know who you want to see next!

***As a reminder, Minors please do NOT interact with this post***