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[kakushino]

Kyojuro's first

He's weak

"Don't close your eyes, baby, look at me," you said softly cupping Kyojuro's cheek. He had a bright blush on his face, eyes previously clenched shut opening slowly. He could hardly look at your kind expression without nearly passing out. You were so beautiful to him. "Good boy."

Kyojuro let out a high pitched whine at that, making him blush even more. "Pl-please, don't say things like th-that."

You giggled and guided him closer, into your arms - into the cradle of your plush thighs. "If you don't start anytime soon, I'll get cold," you said and leaned in to whisper into his ear teasingly, "Kyo~ju~ro~"

He ground his cock in between your soft and practically dripping pussy lips, groaning quietly at the warmth. It felt incredible to him. Was it even possible to feel this good?

Impatient, your hand stroked him once, twice, before you positioned him at your entrance. "C'mon, you know you want it~" you teased, urging him to finally slide in and fill you up with every delicious inch of him.

"A-alright," he breathed out shakily, slowly pushing the tip in, your hand letting go of his cock as you moaned at the feeling. Even the tip felt heavenly. 

"Please, more-" you begged needily. 

Despite it being his first time, he was determined to make you feel good, to fill all your expectations of him, and so, he slid inside in one smooth move.

Big mistake.

Kyojuro nearly choked on air; the heat, the softness, the snug fit, the pulsating muscles inside of you - it was all so overwhelming. "Fuuuhk-" he was going to pull out to keep from cumming on the spot, when your ankles locked at the small of his back, keeping him inside for one, two, three seconds and-

He groaned hoarsely, first spurt of his cum coming out quicker than he could react. His hands gripped the sheets by your head with desperation, as if it could save him from wave after wave of pleasure his first orgasm inside brought. He panted like a dog, ashamed at what happened, ducking down and hiding his face in your neck.

"I'm sorry-I'msorry-'msorry-sorrysorrysorry-"

[nymphoheretic]

˜”°•.˜”°• Demon Slayer Dick Analysis •°”˜.•°”˜

Human edition

Nymph: I did a shit ton of research to find the perfect color hexes for each shaft and tip. Did height and hand comparisons, even did Human and Demon forms(my own personal Hcs) of each member. Yall better love me for this cause this took a long as time!

Warnings: Like the title says its an analysis of dick, penis, cock and balls. Also cum.

Characters: Gyoumei H. Sanemi S. Giyuu T. Kyoujuro R. Tengen U. Yoriichi T. Hotaru H.

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Hashira:

Gyoumei Himejima: Gyoumei is the tallest of the Hashira. Standing at 7'2. Now, height does not always equate dick size, but I'd be lying if said Gyoumei was not packing. His hands alone are about 7 inches wide when splayed open. So his dick is about 7.6 inches flaccid, but hardens to its full length of 10.7 inches with a 5 inch circumference. The shaft is a pretty flesh tone color(#ffe5c8) and the tip turns a pretty bright pink(#e0adb4) with big breeder balls.

The tip leaks profusely when he gets close to cumming, white rolling down the shaft. Light blue veins runs up the length, but there's a very prominent one that runs along the top of his shaft that rubs along your walls perfectly. When he cums, its so thick and creamy - coats every inch and is sweet on the tongue.

Demon Gyoumei Himejima: Gyoumei as a Demon grows to at least a foot in height making him about 8'2 with a hand span of 9 inches. Meaning his dick is about 8.5 inches flaccid and hardens to 12.3 inches erected with a circumference of 6 inches with a very thick knot that swells to about 7.1 inches to plug up his thick, hot cum.

Sanemi Shinazugawa: Sanemi, our beloved Wind Hashira, stands at 5'10.5. His hands when splayed open reach at about 6 inches across and his dick is about 6.2 inches when flaccid and hardens to his full erected length of 8.3 inches with a circumference of about 3.5 inches. The shaft is darker flesh tone color from the rest of his body(#e1ac96) with an angry dark pink tip(#f1b2b2) with average sized balls that swell when he gets ready to cum.

His tip leaks a decent amount of pre the dribbles out of the slit and there are several thin veins that cover it with a large one that splits off near the base. When he cums, its rich and hot and so creamy and is slightly salty on the tongue.

Demon Sanemi Shinazugawa: Sanemi as a Demon grows to a height of about 6'6 with a hand span of 7 inches. His dick is about 7.3 inches when flaccid, but hardens to its full erected length of 10.6 inches with a circumference of 4.5 inches with an average knot that swells to about 4.8 inches that grows even bigger to about 5.0 once inside to ensure his cum doesn't leak out.

Obanai Iguro: The shortest of the Hashira, standing at 5'3.5 with a hand span of about 5 inches when splayed fully open. When flaccid, his dick is about 4.8 inches and hardens to it full length of 7.4 inches. The thick shaft is a pretty pale pink(#f9ebeb) with a darker pink tip that's almost a reddish(#f06292) with an average girth of about 2.5 inches with perfect round balls that hang close to his body.

His tip doesn't leak that much - it gathers at the slit and sit there collecting in the dip. Thin blue veins create a webbing down the pale shaft and when he cums, its so much. A little thin and milky - slightly bitter on the tongue, too.

Demon Obani Iguro: He stands at a much taller height of 5'8 with a open hand width of 6.2 inches. Demon Obanai has a hemipenis and when flaccid they sit at 5.5 inches that grows to their full erected length of 8.6 inches. Each one has a knot that varies in size. The bigger knot is about 3.6 inches while the smaller one is 2.8 inches thick.

Giyuu Tomioka: Standing at an impressive 5'9.5, his hands when fully splayed open is at about 5.8 inches. Now, he is definitely a grower and not a shower since when flaccid, his dick is only at 4.3 inches, but it grows to a length of 9.5 inches with a slight right curve to the pretty pale pink(#ffd7d7) shaft and the tip flushes to such a pretty dark pink(#efaaaa). Because of its length, its not too girthy at about 2.1 inches in circumference.

His tip is very leaky that even the slightest touch has pre dribbling down the side. And when he cums, its in short, thick splurts that coats everything and tastes very sweet

Demon Giyuu Tomioka: Stands at 6'3 with a hand span of 6.2 inches. His dick when flaccid is at 5.8 inches and grows to its full erected length of 11.2 inches. It's a bit thicker with a circumference of about 3.2 inches but his knot doubles in size at 6.4 inches to ensure that none of his hot seed spills out.

Kyoujuro Rengoku: Kyoujuro stands at 5'10 and his hands when splayed open reach the width of about 5.9 inches across. When flaccid, his dick is about 6.3 and swells to its full erected length of 8.5 inches(I've stated this in my hcs of him and I'm standing by it) with a circumference of 4.2 inches thick. Has two very prominent veins running down the sides with a left curve to the flesh colored shaft( #f0cfc0) and pretty tip the darkens to a rusty pink(#f6baa0).

His tip leaks a decent amount of pre before thick, rich ropes of cum shoot out and coats our walls in a layer of cream. Its also sweet with a hint of bitter saltiness.

Demon Kyoujuro Rengoku: Stands at the intimidating height of 6'5 and when he opens his hand they are 7.3 inches across. When soft, his dick rests at 6.8 inches but grows and swells to 10.8 inches with a girth of about 4.6 inches with a knot that swells to a slightly thicker 5.1 inches to make sure his cum stay in place.

Tengen Uzui: The second tallest of the Hashira, standing at 6'6 with a hand span of about 6.5 inches across. When soft, his dick is at about 7.4 inches but hardens to his full length of 9.2 inches with a girth of about 5.5 inches with heavy breeder balls. The shaft is a flesh tone (#f5e2c2) with a significantly pinker tip(#fad6c0).

While his tip does not leak, it does have a very sensitive veins that run down the side, throbbing when he gets close to cumming. His cum is a bit on the thin side, but he can last for hours and constantly fills you up with so much it drips out of you, but its more salty than it is sweet.

Demon Tengen Uzui: As a Demon Tengen stands at about 7'4 in height with a hand span of 7.1 inches when fully open. When his dick is flaccid, it rest at 8.6 and when fully erect its at 11.6 inches with a thick girth of about 6.2 in circumference with a 6.6 inch thick knot that plugs all his cum inside.

Bonus:

Yoriichi Tsugikuni: Stands between 6'1-6'2 in height with a hand span of 5.6 inches when splay all the open. He's another grower because when flaccid, his dick is at 4.1 inches but its grows and hardens to a beautiful 10.3 inches with an average girth of about 3.3 inches around. His shaft is such a pretty pale flesh tone(#f2e8ca) with a pinkish (#ffd7d7) tip.

The tip is so sensitive and leaky that the slightly touch has it drooling pre. Hi cum is thick and hot and covers every inch of your walls - a mixture of sweet and salty on the tongue.

Hotaru Haganezuka: Standing somewhere near 5'10 with hands splayed at 5.8 inches open fully. Hotaru's dick is so pretty even when flaccid at 6.2 inches and even prettier when its at is full length of 8.4 inches. The shaft is soft rosy flesh tone(#f8bebe) with and even deep rosy tip(#e0a899). Theres a webbing of thin bluish veins and large pulsing ones on the top of bottom of it.

A moderate leaky tip that collects the pre in he lit before drooling over the side. Rich, thick cum that not too sweet yet not too bitter on the tongue that coats everything in a layer of cream.

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Maybe some fluffy headcanons for Rengoku, Tomioka and Nanami? <3 Maybe how they would find out they are in love with someone and how they would proceed from there, for example?

//AN: ahhh this is so cute! hope u like it!! these are da my fave characters :)

KNY and JJK Headcanons

FIGURING OUT THEY'RE IN LOVE

With Rengoku, Tomioka, Nanami

Rengoku Kyojuro (KNY)

rengoku is tough to pinpoint

he's pretty self aware and was old enough to see the loving interactions between his parents before his mom died

he has always seen how kind you are to everyone you meet

your smile makes his even bigger if that's possible

you're his whole world even above his position as a hashira

he's vowed to protect you

but he worries

worries about how you really feel

there are days his confidence, optimism wavers

days where he wishes to confine himself away as he thinks of his family, thinks of all the pressure and danger he faces

it's a lot

you've always been there since you met at the butterfly mansion as a nurse

since meeting you, he has another person to come home to outside his brother

yet he still tries to avoid those feelings

it's unfair to you

if or when the day he doesn't come home arrives

and he's dedicated himself to helping others and you're slowly breaking down those walls of what he thinks he doesn't deserve

so it's the day you meet senjuro

rengoku had an errand to run and asked if you wanted to accompany him

you were overjoyed at this! this man lights up your life in so many ways, you already know the love you have for him in your heart

meeting his brother is special to you

and senjuro loves you

rengoku watches the way you two interract. watches his brother smile wide as he talks about his passions to you

you're so receptive and encouraging of him

it made his chest burst

in that moment rengoku realizes he can't deny that he loves you anymore

you've been his safe person for months now and he can't let you slip through his grasp

that night when he takes you back to the butterfly mansion, he holds your hand the whole way. his large hand engulfs yours as he gives little squeezes

he's nervous

you're nervous

but as you two reach the entrance he clears his throat

"i love you!"

he says it so proudly, from deep within him you swear the whole mansion probably heard

you're beaming, then throwing your arms around his muscular torso to hug him as tight as you can

"oh kyojuro i love you too, i never thought you'd say it."

"i'm sorry for the long wait." he says so warmly you know he means it

you two share your first kiss under the glittering moonlight and the two of you swear you've never been happier

seriously, rengoku would be such a perfect partner

and three kanoes may have been watching the whole exchange cheering him on

Tomioka Giyuu (KNY)

this boy doesn’t even know he has feelings for you

he just follows you around

stares at you

always making sure your safe (even if you’re a demon slayer or just someone who works at butterfly mansion)

you’d think by his over protective nature you were already dating him

it’s not until shinobu makes fun of him does he realize something

tomioka literally thinks something’s wrong with him when he feels nervous around you or butterflies in his stomach

so he goes to shinobu

she dead stares at him in disbelief and spells it out for him

you’re endearing, attractive, smart. how could he ever pull you?

he’s realizing why he wants to be with you every second he’s not on a mission

you don’t see him for a few days because he’s internally panicking over the fact he loves you

the dude realizes he knows all your personal secrets, favorite things, how to comfort you, everything

you just ramble to him as he listens and nods. you take him on all your errands. you include him in your hobbies

how had he not seen this sooner?

but what if he dies?

what if you die?

after a few days you decide something is definitely wrong- your hashira shadow is is missing and he’s not on a job

you march to his estate, letting yourself in

he’s dressed in uniform but sitting out on his engawa

for a few moments you let yourself admire the beauty that is tomioka giyuu before you knock on the wood to get his attention

“you okay?”

he knew you’d been standing there, he figured you’d come visit

“i don’t know,”

tomioka is barely ever emotional around people you’ve learned. he has some complex. keeps to himself. he’s difficult

but you don’t care about what others have to say about him

you love him

“i’ve been wondering where you’ve been,”

“thinking about you,”

you sit down besides him, feet in the grass as you bask in the sun

“wanna talk about it?”

you’ve always wondered if he needed the push

you never wanted to cross boundaries

“i’m in love with you. i’ve been so blind i didn’t see it… and then shinobu smacked me on the head about it.”

she would

“giyuu-“

“-it’s okay if you don’t feel the same way,”

“you’re so dumb, of course i do. i’ve loved you for awhile now. i wasn’t sure how you felt and all.”

he smiles

leans in and you two share your first kiss

“i’m never letting you go now,” he’s so happy aw

the hashira are in some shock when they hear you two are finally together

but the two of you are happy

and boy maybe it’s made his ego a little worse

Nanami Kento (JJK)

he’s definitely blind to his feelings at first, never wanting to get attached to anyone romantically with this line of work

so he’s aware of them pretty quickly; but he’s pushing them away

you’re younger- some sort of new faculty at the Tokyo school

it’s your first day and gojo’s newest pray- which nanami comes to your rescue

after days to weeks of running into each other with small talk, discovering similar interests and goals, he realizes he wants to take you out

you're absolutely stunning, you take his breath away, leaving his stomach to do flips after each encounter

which scares him

he doesn't know if he deserves this, could risk this, but he can't leave you alone

nanami’s a proper man, serious about everything he does

you’re no different in that way

he takes you out for coffee, lunch or dinner, whichever you’re in the mood for - all to see your infectious smile

he’ll call you often while he’s away to let you know how he’s doing

if it’s late, he’ll accompany you on your newest endeavor not wanting you to get hurt

you never open any sort of door when he's around, you'll always walk on the inside of him

you’ve been head over heels for him for weeks now

all you want is for nanami to ask you out! what a stubborn old man

it's a stormy night when there's a knock on your door

nanami is standing on the other side of the door, suit jacket drenched

he has some cuts of his face, blood on his once perfectly pressed suit

your heart plummets

he watches you run around trying to make tea, finding an old shirt of your brother's he can fit into, and looking for bandages

it makes him smile over how worried you are

he could have died, both you know the chances

but that night, all nanami could think about how was he could die tomorrow and he wants to live a full life

if he never got a chance to make you his, he'd regret it

in the midst of your fussing he takes you aback as he lifts your chin so your gazes meet

your mesermized in his eyes finally not wearing the damn glasses

"i didn't mean to make you worry, but i had to see you. one more day without you as mine may have killed me.”

"huh? kento what are you saying?"

"i'm in love with you."

oh my god you're grinning

"can i kiss you?"

you don't even answer, you just close the gap by pressing your lips to his

"about time."

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Hahsira Headcanons!!

So basically it's just one of their biggest pet peeves! I totally did not try on this so its gonna be bad!! Also credits to @silentshayshores because they have prompt ideas that are just *chefs kiss* and i was feeling writers block and had no creativity. So yeah enjoy!!

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Giyu Tomioka

I think that he would probably have like a pet peeve of when people don't understand the word "no"

I hc that he has social anxiety and bad communication skills (idk if it's canon)

so i think if someone was like trying to force him to do something and when he said "no" and they just ignored him, he would get mad

but do not fear! he won't let his emo persona fall

I FELL IN LOVE WITH AN EMO GIRL

Shinobu Kocho

i think it would be when people see through her

like she always has her fake smile on so like when someone questions her about her real emotions

she will kindly tell them to f*ck off

Sanemi Shinazugawa

if someone were to like talk back to him

we all KNOW this man has anger issues so like if you are sassy and talk back to him...

he gonna throw hands

Iguro Obanai

if you disrespect him

like he seems like the type of person to like not let you even think about being disrecpectful

or else you will learn his training grounds (and the people tied to them)

Tengen Uzui

i don't know about him

probably if you disrespect women tho

this man has 3 wives you can't tell me he doesn't drink his respect women juice (akaza 2.0?)

Kyojuro Rengoku

i don't know tho

he is like so sweet but probably if you like hurt a family or freind

he had his dad do a whole 180 when his mom died so like he doesn't want other people to go through that

Mitsuri Konroji

i kinda think it would be if you commented on someone's body or like something they do (in a negative way)

like she was called a boar by her fiancé and then changed her whole beautiful self to fit that idiot's standards

so she would get upset if it happens to someone else cause she doesn't want them to change themselves

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So like i had no ideas for Gyomei or Muichiro. So i'm not doing them! Anyway like idk if these are even pet peeves? i guess just something they get angry about. Have a great day/noon/night!

[tanjir0se]

As the World Caves In--Part 1 of 2

Pairings: Rengiyuu Words: 2.3k/? Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Everybody Lives AU Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Canon-typical Violence, Medical Procedures, Blood

It felt like he was in a dream. No, a nightmare. Any moment now he’d wake up screaming, heart pounding in his ears until it settled back to a normal pace. Any moment now he’d be back in the mansion gardens with Rengoku by his side, wisteria on the breeze, warm from the sun and the sound of Rengoku’s laughter. All he could hear now was his own heartbeat, all he could smell was the sharp copper scent of blood. His entire field of view had gone red. 

Summary: Giyuu was fortunate enough to be on a mission just South of the Mugen Train crash and the site of Rengoku's battle with Akaza. Now he's all that stands between Kyojuro and death.

Thank you to @babykirara for the amazing header she made for me that I can't stop using to decorate my various putting of Giyuu in Situations

UPDATE: read part 2 here!

Giyuu rarely put much thought into where Rengoku was headed on his missions. Being a Hashira seemed as easy for him as breathing, swordplay coming as naturally as the ease of his conversations. As much as he missed their walks in the gardens, their one-sided conversations, the hot flush on his face while they sparred in the training grounds, the idea of Rengoku facing genuine danger was foreign to him. 

As for himself, quite a few times Giyuu had awoken in the Butterfly mansion, bandaged and bleeding and bruised, always with Rengoku waiting by his side. He’d chide him for his recklessness, extol his strength as a demon slayer, and offer to help him train during his recovery. Their positions had yet to be reversed. Rengoku was…well, he was Rengoku. The flame Hashira would return with a few scrapes here and there, but they were easily outshined by his bright-as-the-sun smile. It was easy to ignore them. 

Until it wasn’t. Until that day. 

Giyuu sheathed his sword and exhaled, watching the demon he’d just decapitated smolder apart, ashes drifting into the early dawn sky. He’d been on the case of a demon at a local theater for a few days when he’d received a raven with a letter from Rengoku, telling him all about the latest mission he’d been assigned to: investigating the Mugen Train. It never took very long for Rengoku to return from whatever mission he was on, so Giyuu figured he’d hear all about it once they both returned to the mansion. 

The piercing cry of his crow nearly made him jump as he was turning to find his way back to the mansion. 

“Backup urgently requested! Backup urgently requested!” His crow was screeching as it fluttered down onto his shoulder. “Flame Hashira Kyojuro Rengoku requires urgent assistance in his pursuit of the Mugen Train demon!” Giyu leaned slightly away from its shrill voice directly in his ear. His eyes widened. 

“What happened?” He gripped his sword hilt with white knuckles. Rengoku never requested assistance, not in all the years they’d been Hashira together. His stomach clenched tightly, nearly painfully, Giyuu readied himself to run. 

“The train has crashed just north from here! An upper rank demon has appeared in the fight!” The crow reported. 

All at once Giyuu couldn’t breathe. His throat clamped shut, chest heaving, and all he could manage through the strangling grip of fear was three words: “Take me there.”

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Giyuu could recall only one time he’d run so fast in all his life: nearly twenty years ago. Cold air had torn through his lungs but he hadn’t slowed. He couldn’t. The more distance he put between himself and the strangers he’d been left in the care of, the more likely he’d find someone who would listen to him. He couldn’t save his sister, but maybe if he kept running he’d find someone who could help him save someone else. The last thing he remembered that night was collapsing into the snow, exhausted, throat raw. In his exhaustion he remembered seeing her standing there, watching him with her sad eyes and raven-black hair. That was his last image of her. 

He couldn’t save his sister. All his life he’d never forgotten that helplessness. Now, following his crow toward the ever-growing plumes of smoke on the horizon, he felt it growing in his gut again. Not him. Anyone but him. 

The sun was beginning to rise as Giyuu came to the scene of the train crash. Aside from the murmur of survivors helping each other out of the wreckage, and the distant crackle of flames, it was eerily quiet. Whatever upper rank demon had been here would be long gone. The impending sunlight made sure of that. Perhaps Rengoku had simply defeated the upper rank before the sun rose, leaving the battlefield in silence. He certainly wouldn’t put it past him. And hoping was easier at the moment than despair. 

A surprising streak of pink caught his eye in the shadow of one of the train cars. Giyuu jogged toward it, picking up his speed when he realized what it was. 

“Nezuko.” he said stupidly, finding it to be the only thing he could think to say. The blond-haired kid that was always hanging around her was kneeling beside her with Tanjiro’s box open, ushering her inside. She looked up when she saw him, her magenta eyes glistening. The blond followed her gaze and gasped when he saw him. 

“Mr. Tomioka--”

“Where is Rengoku?” Giyuu interrupted. The blond just shook his head at him, eyes wide with fear, and pointed toward a grove of trees on the far end of the wreckage. Giyuu wordlessly followed his direction. 

He heard the sobs before he saw anything. The sky was thick and hazy with clearing smoke. Just over a small ridge he found a clearing before a large grove of trees. The ground was scarred with slashes from a sword, footprints in a fighting stance, trenches were a body had been blown back by some great force. The dirt glistened with blood, for a moment it was the only color in the gray-brown haze of smoke and dirt kicked up from battle.

Giyuu stumbled down the hill into the smoke. The sobs were getting louder, his chest was getting tighter, he doubted he’d be able to breathe even without the caustic cloud around him. After a few seconds of searching, Giyuu’s eyes fell on a flash of yellow, bright as the sun. Rengoku. 

“Kyojuro!” Giyuu managed. Hope and relief carried him forward through the smoke, but he slowed once again when the full scene appeared before him. 

Tanjiro, on his hands and knees, looked up at him as he appeared through the smog. Tears cut sharply through the grime and blood on his face. Behind him was the kid with the boar’s head, trembling violently, unable to look at him. Kneeling before them both was Rengoku himself. 

“Kyojuro.” Giyuu said, ignoring the look on Tanjiro’s face, the blood, the smoke. Rengoku didn’t move. His haori spilled out around him, soaked from the waist down with a halo of blood. There was a long beat of silence before Kyojuro abruptly, grotesquely slumped backwards, deadweight, hitting the dirty ground with a loud but hollow thump. 

“Mr. Rengoku…!” Tanjiro whimpered. “Please, Mr. Tomioka, help him!” 

Giyuu stared, disbelieving. It felt like he was in a dream. No, a nightmare. Any moment now he’d wake up screaming, heart pounding in his ears until it settled back to a normal pace. Any moment now he’d be back in the mansion gardens with Rengoku by his side, wisteria on the breeze, warm from the sun and the sound of Rengoku’s laughter. All he could hear now was his own heartbeat, all he could smell was the sharp copper scent of blood. His entire field of view had gone red. 

“Mr. Tomioka!” Tanjiro was shouting. Giyuu wasn’t listening. He was staring instead at his friend’s blasted-open abdomen, an ocean of red pouring out from the mangled flesh beneath his torn uniform. Something snapped inside of him, the fragile scaffolding he’d built around his heart shattering into pieces like Kyojuro’s body. Not him, not him, not him--

“Tomioka!” Tanjiro screamed. Giyuu blinked and found Tanjiro had stood and was tugging desperately on his haori. “Please!”

Giyuu looked at Tanjiro and inhaled. There he stood between his friend and oblivion. If he did nothing else for the rest of his life, he would reach into that oblivion and yank him back. Hands shaking, Giyuu finally moved. 

Quickly but gently, Giyuu took Kyojuro--Kyojuro’s body?--by the shoulders and lowered him to the ground, where he hit the blood soaked dirt with a heavy and sickening squelching sound. Long ago, when his hands were too small to hold a sword and his body too weak to swing it, Urokodaki had made sure to teach him how to force a heart to beat, how to fill another’s lungs with air. How to reach into oblivion and yank someone back. 

Back then he’d warned him it didn't often work, even when done perfectly. Back then he’d seen that firsthand, as he’d uselessly pumped the heart of a lifeless body crushed beyond repair. Giyuu remembered the blood soaking through the patterned robe and splattering onto the crushed kitsune mask beside him. 

He couldn’t save his sister. He couldn’t save Sabito and Makomo. Kyojuro now stared sightlessly up at him, his eyes half-open and splattered with blood. Giyuu knelt beside him, placed the heel of his pale hand against Kyojuro’s ruined chest, and pushed down with everything he had. 

Immediately he heard the crack of ribs snapping, felt them collapse inward like twigs beneath his hands. Giyuu sucked in a surprised and disgusted breath but continued anyway. He had to. He counted in his head the best he could but kept losing count as he watched blood flow up from Kyojuro’s chest and throat and onto his hands, soaking his uniform sleeves. Even counting took huge effort; all he could think about was his friend’s voice, his smile, the heat that came to his face whenever Kyojuro drew close to him. 

1, 2, 3, 4–Ah, Giyuu! My friend, how nice to see you again!—6, 7, 8, 9–Hah! You always know how to make me laugh. I always enjoy your company. 

Panting with effort, Giyuu found a rhythm, bending at the waist to throw his weight behind each artificial beat of Kyojuro’s heart. All those kind things Kyojuro had said to him and he’d never returned any of them. Not for lack of trying, and he knew Kyojuro understood…Each silent upward tilt of his lips, each time he drew a little closer, handed him something he was reaching for without him asking, remembered his order at their favorite Udon cart—I love you I love you I love you—but he’d never actually said it. 

It wasn’t as easy for him as it seemed to be for Kyojuro. That strangling grip around his throat seemed to never lessen, and the harder he tried to summon the words to express what he felt, the further they retreated back into his. The tighter the grip became. He swallowed.

“Come on, Kyo,” he spat through his teeth and the tightness in his throat, far beyond caring if the boys heard or noticed his use of the nickname he’d never said aloud. “Please…”

When he reached thirty, or felt like he’d gotten to thirty, Giyuu stopped and leaned down, tilting Kyojuro’s chin upward, pressing his lips to Kyojuro’s and breathing into him. Kyojuro’s chest—what was left of it—rose with the breath and fell again. The air escaped his cold lips in a loose gurgle. Another borrowed breath, another rush of blood, another long and frightening silence. Giyuu came away tasting blood and resumed pumping his chest again. 

He lost track of time. For that matter he’d lost track of space, too. The earth had fallen out beneath them. In that moment the only thing that could pull him back into orbit again was Kyojuro. He didn’t realize that the Kakushi had arrived and we’re taking over, not even when Tanjiro’s voice managed to reach him again.  

“Mr. Tomioka…?” He was calling. Giyuu ignored him and continued. His chest was beginning to heave with coming sobs; they became so intense he could barely move or breathe. Still he continued. Someone else was calling his name. Still he continued. I love you I love you I love you.

“Master Tomioka, we will take over from here.” A voice said. His shaking hands were so soaked with blood they were beginning to slide off of their position on Kyojuro’s sternum. “M-master Tomioka, please…” Someone was pulling on his arm, pulling him back and away from Kyojuro. Giyuu set his jaw and tried to continue but the hands continued pulling into finally they managed to get him off of Kyojuro, though his eyes did not move from Kyojuro’s face. 

“That’s enough, Mr. Tomioka.” Tanjiro was saying. The moment Giyuu stopped yanking against him in an attempt to get back to Kyojuro, Tanjiro released his arm and let him watch while Kakushi descended upon the scene, his vision blurred with tears he hadn’t realized had been falling from his eyes. The Kakushi swarmed him as they took over, their training clearly much fresher than Giyuu’s. 

His breath caught in his throat as it ripped in and out of his shattered chest. Giyuu felt faint, he felt his own heart stop, ears ringing as if he’d just been in an explosion. His own ribs were imploding too. The cliff edge of oblivion stretched out before him, the reality of the rest of his life without Kyojuro’s smile. It was everything he could do to keep himself upright.

Through the haze he heard one of the Kakushi speaking. 

“I have a pulse!”

Giyuu blinked. To his shock, Kyojuro’s chest was moving slowly up and down even without his intervention. Each exhale brought a small flow of blood from Kyojuro’s mouth, but he was breathing. His heart, somehow, was beating. The world resumed its spin. 

“You did it, Mr. Tomioka!” Tanjiro whispered in disbelief. He watched them load Rengoku onto a stretcher and take off toward the medical camp they were still setting up. Tanjiro pushed himself into a standing position, wavered, tried to remember how to breathe. Beside him, Tomioka remained motionless on his knees, his face even paler than usual. “Mr. Tomioka?” 

He was surprised into silence as Tomioka abruptly bent forward and vomited onto the bloody ground. Tanjiro’s hands hovered uselessly over Tomioka’s back, wanting to comfort him, too frightened to touch him, too worried he might vomit, too. Before he could decide what to do Tomioka jerked upright again and stood, shaking, blood dripping from his fingers.

Giyuu was not a praying man. It had never worked for him before. But for one moment, exhausted and faint and feeling the world tilt as it attempted to find its orbit again, Giyuu allowed himself to offer not a prayer, but a bargain. 

If you let him live, I swear, I’ll tell him everything.

[lost-immortality]

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did i ever mention that bushido by tenno is the sengoku era idiots squad theme song? cos that's the song that plays in my head when i'm daydreaming about the sengoku squad back silhouette mv thingy in my head