#rengoku x tomioka

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Closet love | {RenGiyuu}

Theme: Fluff!

"Listen. If you two are going to continue being clueless, go in the closet and fucking figure things out!" Shinobu said, her hands on her hips as she looked upon the two Hashira. "You both are still unfit to go on missions so as long as you have time to kill, might as well make a move, understood?"

Kyojuro and Giyuu stared at her. No, no they didn't understand. 

She sighed. "You two will be the death of me. Fine, I'll give you a prompt. Both of you—stand up," she ordered.

They stood.

"Follow me."

She stalked off to one of the guest rooms and opened the door, raising her eyebrows. "Go in," she told them.

They walked hesitantly inside. 

"Alright, I'll trust you'll use whatever you trained your night vision for the two of you to be able to see. Now, I'm going to keep you two closed in here for some time for you to figure things out," she said, tapping her foot impatiently on the floor.

"Figure out what?" Kyojuro asked curiously, finally speaking up. 

Shinobu gave him an irritated look and slammed the door shut, locking it quickly from the outside. "I won't forget about you two so don't try breaking the door down. There's a pocket watch in there somewhere so if you find it, use that. If I don't come back by midnight then I probably did forget abut you," she said, walking to the door.

Kyojuro whined and Giyuu stayed quiet, his eyes trying to focus in the dark.

"What about the prompt you said about?" the Flame Hashira asked as Shinobu could be heard  opening the door to go out the room.

"Right! What word starts with an L, ends with an E and is an emotion or feeling you two feel for each other? Four letters in total, should be easy, get it over with," she said, leaving.

"Wha-" Kyojuro started, but he heard the door click shut. "Sorry, Tomioka," he apologized after a minute of silence.

"Mm," Giyuu hummed, his eyes closed.

They sat in uncomfortable positions against the walls, trying to stay furthest they could from one another.

"It's... a tight space, no?" he commented, waiting for any sort of response from the raven—though he got very little.

"Mhm." 

"Can you see yet? I can't really, there's not light coming from under the door so it's a lot harder for me when there isn't any obvious source of light helping me see," Kyojuro said, shifting slightly.

Giyuu opened his eyes, met with a dim outline of Kyojuro and the space around them. "I can see a bit," he said.

Surprised, Kyojuro laughed. "That's the most of you've said to me in a while. Five words!" 

"I prefer to be silent," Giyuu remarked.

"I've noticed! Should I stay quiet?" 

"I admire your talkativeness. You may continue," he said, his voice holding a light quiver in it. Some sort of nervousness.

Kyojuro beamed, his smile so bright it probably could've provided them light if not for Giyuu closing his eyes again. "Thank you, Tomioka! What do you think Kocho meant? About the L and E and uh... I forget!" 

"Do you forget things easily?" Giyuu asked, opening his eyes a bit.

"Not particularily! I suppose I was paying attention to you more so than her words and it slipped my mind!!" the fiery Hashira said thoughtfully.

"Ah."

"Say, Tomioka, she said we both feel this way about each other! Do you know what it is?" he asked, completely from curiousity—he had no idea what Shinobu had meant somehow.

Giyuu had... unfortunately, as he told himself, understood what she'd meant. "...No," he lied. 

"You hesitated!" Kyojuro pointed out.

"I didn't!" Giyuu said defiantly, sounding so childish that Kyojuro laughed again. "What?"

"Nothing, nothing! She said we had to 'figure it out' to get out, so we should try to, right?" he asked, changing the subject.

"Mm."

"Okay! What starts with an L... and ends with an E?" Kyojuro thought aloud, tapping his chin in a comical manner. "Hm! L....Lane?" he said, confused. "No, she said it was a feeling, right? Lonely? No, that doesn't end with an E. Hm..."

Although Giyuu was quite lonely often, he thought to himself. At least he appeared lonely.

"Are you lonely often, Tomioka?" Kyojuro asked, forgetting that he probably shouldn't ask that.

"What?..." 

Yes, he probably should not have. But it was too late to take back the words. "Are you lonely?" 

Giyuu was quite for a moment and Kyojuro was about to offer to change the subject when he said, "Sometimes."

"Awhh, why don't you go hang out with me?" Kyojuro said.

"Because I prefer to be alone."

"But then you'll be lonely!"

"I said sometimes."

"But... Tomioka?" he said, having a sudden thought. 

"Hm?"

"Are you just bad at socilizing?"

Giyuu paused. "Oh." 

"Oh? What does that mean?"

"Uhm..." he stuttered, shifting on his spot on the floor. Fuck.

"Should we change the subject?" Kyojuro offered, not really minding the way they skipped around. 

"Yes. I'd... appreciate it," Giyuu said.

"Okay! I'm going to move a bit, okay? I'm a little uncomfortable," Kyojuro said, moving around.

"You are? Should I stand?" he asked, wanting to move around a bit anyways. 

"It's okay!" Kyojuro said, but Giyuu had already started to stand.

Due to the lack of light, Kyojuro didn't realize this fast enough and his chin went crashing against Giyuu's head. The stumbled backwards against the walls, their legs somehow ending up tangled together in all the confusion.

"Ahhh... sorry," Kyojuro apologized when they finally stopped moving, though they were as uncomfortable as ever, their legs entwined together and their backs pressed against the wall. 

"It's... fine." No, no it wasn't. Giyuu was flushed at their physical contact, never having been so close to someone like this in a long time. He was suddenly grateful for the darkness and he shut his eyes tightly, trying to breathe out the red hue framing his cheeks.

"Ehm... how do we move out of this position?" Kyojuro asked uncertainly. 

"I... don't know," Giyuu mumbled. 

"Okay... Okay, how about we try to sit down? Then maybe we can make sense of everything. I'm starting to see better now," Kyojuro said, nodding to himself though Giyuu only new that for the sound of fabric moving.

"Mm...'kay." 

They descended upon the ground (that sounds... goofy in this context) ever so slowly, seperating from the support of the wall as they did so.

Then they sat quietly on the ground, their legs crossed against each other. Neither said anything for a minute, unsure if there even was anything to say. Giyuu was fighting to keep his breath as normal as it kept rising with his heartbeat with an uncomfortable feeling of... something he'd rather not acknowledge.

"I think I figured out how to get out," Kyojuro said, his voice oddly quieter. 

"Mm... How?" Giyuu asked, not sure if he even wanted to untangle himself.

"We have to uncross our legs in some ways. It's better to just do it, there's now real way to explain I suppose," he explained. He seemed to prop himself up, his legs brushing against Giyuu's. His hand slipped between their entangled limbs and, at the touch, Giyuu flinched.

"Sorry! I'm sorry, am I moving too much?" Kyojuro asked—totally not making the author struggle to not make this sound sexual as fuck.

"No..." Giyuu said, his voice tense. "It's fine, we're almost out."

"Right..." Kyojuro continued until he was free, his hand lightly hovering over Giyuu's thigh—somewhat unknowingly to himself—for a second as he pulled away.

It was silent again and Giyuu took this as a time to gather himself up; his thoughts and his heart. 

But then Kyojuro leaned closer, his hand lifting Giyuu's chin up to face him and the butterflies in Giyuu's stomach went berserk. 

"Are you alright, Tomioka? I could tell you appeared to be as if you'd run around the world a couple times," he asked, obvious concern lacing through his words.

You aren't making it better!! Giyuu thought furiously. He shook his head. "I'm fine... Don't worry about me, Rengoku."

"You sure? Your breathing is faster than per normal and your pulse..." Kyojuro trailed off, his hand brushing against Giyuu's neck. "-is also faster," he decided.

"I'm... you're just..." Giyuu hesitated. 

"I'm what?" Kyojuro asked, not moving from his position over Giyuu for reasons unknown to the both of them. 

"Too... close," Giyuu whispered, his face erupting more so at his own words.

"Oh. I'm sorry!!" Kyojuro said, skittering away. He pressed against the wall as if it would give them more room. 

The warmth of his hand on Giyuu's chin was gone and he let his head hang down against his chest, breathing slowly. "It's fine," he repeated. "I'm fine."

It was quiet, then, growing from an awkward silence to a deafening one, both Hashira shifting uncomfortably every now and then.

Kyojuro couldn't take it anymore, not used to the silence as much as Giyuu was, and said abruptly, "Is it love?"

"What?" Giyuu asked, startled. His finally calmed pulse quickened again and he cursed himself at his stupidity. 

"What Kocho said... Four letter word, starts with an L, ends with an E, an emotion or feeling... we both feel," Kyojuro said, his voice faltering at the end. "I... I can't speak for you, but I certainly feel, what I presume is love, for you, Tomioka. I didn't think it would be this... because you seemed to bored with my talking. Your responses were short and often not much to show you gave care to what I said. But you... just now, you said... you said you were like that because I was close. Other times... other times I've noticed other people or Hashira around you, in similar proximity although not situation... You never reacted with much but annoyance for them. I... I'm sorry, this is just me thinking out loud, pay no mind to it, Tomioka," he rambled.

Then the silence was back. 

But only for a minute.

"I'm going to fucking regret this," Giyuu started, making Kyojuro look up in surprise. He'd not expected a response. Neither of them had. "Rengoku, that might be it. What you said about the... word. If it's true on your side as... as well, then it is most likely the correct answer." He closed his eyes, leaning his head against the wall. "I said I admired your talkativeness earlier. That was only half the truth. I admire you as a whole, as a Hashira and a person and... a friend. I couldn't imagine the Hashira being whole without you—I couldn't imagine myself without you. I don't understand why; I barely speak to you. But it is what it is and... it's true."

He stopped, then, feeling he'd spoken way too much. Said way too much and Kyojuro would get disgusted and burst out the door and tell everyone what a weird person Giyuu was and-

"Tomioka, can you open your eyes?" Kyojuro asked.

"...how do you know they're closed?" Giyuu said quietly. "I thought you couldn't see."

"I got used to the dark," he said, waving off the question. 

"Oh."

Giyuu opened his eyes, blinking several times. Kyojuro was standing now—when had that happened?—and he held out a hand to Giyuu.

He took is and then they were both standing, their eyes locked to one anothers.

"Tomioka, I find such affection for you inside me when I see you, or even think of you," Kyojuo said, his hand entwined against Giyuu's. 

"But why?"

"Why? Is that a trick question? As you said about myself—which I feel is quite rude of me to not say anything to so I will tell you now that what you said just made me the happiest man to exist—I admire you greatly. And I feel that you are one of the most amazing people in my life. One of the people who have made me open my eyes widely and wish I could take you in whole, keep you for myself, no matter how selfish it may be." Kyojuro paused then, averting his eyes. "I never made a move for fear you weren't... into men. Into me, specifically. And I'm still unsure of it. I'm unsure if all what you said came solely from the kindness in your heart and you're simply wanting me to be happy. Or to stop pushing. So if it is that, please stop me. Stop me before I do anything you'll hate me for. That I'll regret."

He got nothing in response, no movement, no words, just... silence.

He looked up and was met with Giyuu's eyes, shining somehow, despite the lack of light. 

Once their eyes met, Giyuu spoke, his voice insistant and almost commanding. "Rengoku... I don't think anything you could do would make me hate you. In fact, if you will go and say all of that, I'm going to put up the same rules. I want to do something right now and... and if I go too far, please push me away. Just... be as harsh as you want, if I'm reading everything wrong that's my fault and I must take the blame."

"Wha-?" Kyojuro started, but lips were pressed against his and his eyes widened. For a moment, he couldn't think, he didn't know what to do. But then he kissed back, his sturdy arms wrapping around Giyuu's waist, almost as if he'd expected it. 

Hashira... are quick to react, quick to focus on what's happening in whatever situation, quick to adapt. 

But they were trained to be like this in fighting. They were trained to be like this while threatened by life or death situations and an art of something magical in such a bad way, forming dangerous days and death right around the corner. They weren't trained for relationships in any way. Nobody ever said how difficult it could be to understand the emotions and feelings of a human being. Nobody ever warned them about... this.

And yet you must collect yourself as you were taught. You must take on the situation, analyze it or just dive straight in. Don't think too much about it, just do it and survive. Even if the situation isn't the dire from the outside, once you're in it... how would you react?

They pulled apart, their lungs aching for air, their face flushed with other than embarrassment. 

Love

It was the answer to the most obvious question ever, wasn't it?

And yet neither had grasped it, not because they were stupid but because they didn't believe it. 

But it was true. It was very much true.

Giyuu... smiled, then. A tentative, hesitant, unsure smile. But a smile all the same. 

And it was bright. And beautiful. And it lit up the whole closet.

Wait, it lit up-

Shinobu's face popped up in their vision and the two Hashira blinked furiously, trying to get used to the light that spilled into the closed space. 

"Why hello you two gay shits. Looks like you've figured everything out? I'll let you out now. I don't want you fucking in my house," she said, herding them out of the closet. "Go back to your rooms. I'll let you two out of here tomorrow because I'm worried what you two might do if I let you out before you think things out more."

Giyuu and Kyojuro stumbled out, less so from the light and more so from embarrassment. 

As Shinobu left, trusting them to know their way back, Kyojuro turned to Giyuu.

"Tomioka!"

"Hm?"

"Tomorrow, after she lets us leave, do you want to go out for lunch?" Kyojuro asked, sounding more nervous than usual.

"I... would love that," Giyuu mumbled, his hands on his cheeks in attempts to cool them down.

Kyojuro smiled, recieving a small smile in return. He couldn't wait for tomorrow.

{Word count: 2568}

This was longer than I'd anticipated!! 

and it was cute!! Yayy!!

...nd my mom is forcing me to eat lunch 

please tell me you weren't expecting anything else bc of the name HELP

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Cw • Brief mention of violence, but not towards either of the main characters

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An innocent video crops up on the internet. It gets a good amount of views, not truly viral, but not completely lost within the waves of video content. It shows a creature leaping into the air. Water splashes around its form as the thing leaps from the ocean. Most admire the shadowed creature but pass it off as something fake.

Mermaids are real. Not in the way that shows The Little Mermaid depicts them, human and kind. They’re covered in scales and dark as night. Real videos of them are few and far between, filmed thousands of feet below the ocean. They’re blurry and poor quality. Mostly they just capture the creatures swimming past. The strange, vaguely humanoid, creatures do not go anywhere near the surface. They certainly do not leap above the sea.

The Japanese government does not think the video is fake somehow. Though it resembles thousands of videos faked with costumes or CGI, there is something different about it. It was filmed by some millionaire passing an uninhabited island on his yacht. It’s not from a person who’s desperate for internet fame. He claims the video is real, even when cornered by agents in black suits and sunglasses.

A small group of researchers is sent to the island, thousands of miles away from the mainland. They confirm these surface-dwelling creatures are real.

They aren’t like the deep sea creatures that are associated with blurry photos. These mermaids still aren’t human. Their skin is not pitch black, but most do have darker tones. Even the palest are still tan. Built with broad shoulders and strong backs it’s clear they’re made to swim. That says nothing of their long brilliant tales. The only thing common among them is the fact that they are anything but plain.

It’s theorized that there was either a mutation that separated this colony from their more alien-like cousins, or that somehow human DNA made its way into their own. The only evidence for the latter is remnants of wood and torn fabric that could’ve once belonged to an outcast.

Tomioka was lucky enough to be located at the one marine life research center that is chosen to visit the island where these creatures are dwelling. The news of the creature's existence is kept quiet. This small facility off the coast of Kuji is the only group made aware of these beasts besides the government.

But Giyuu is unlucky enough to not go himself. Though he had to sign all the same NDAs and is charged with receiving all the information logged, it’s not the same as seeing the mermaids in reality. As the lowest in terms of seniority, he drew the short straw.

There were still some perks. Pictures came in, vibrant and clear. All the mermaids were colorful, no two looking exactly the same. One was a gradient of pink and green. A few were completely white, almost silvery. Even the most boring— with simple black hair and fewer fins and frills —still had beautiful tails that shone under the sun. He had given them all names too, replacing the string of letters and numbers they were classified under. Looking at the long string of identifiers for too long gave Giyuu a headache anyways.

Giyuu’s favorite by far was a man with fiery accents. Rengoku. Purgatory. Looking at him from afar reminded Tomioka of fire, warm and dangerous at the same time.

His torso was the most human thing about him, tan skin that lead up to broad and freckled shoulders. White patches of skin covered his chest, leaping up to the chin. Bringing Giyuu’s gaze to the creature’s face, he tried to find the differences from a human’s. It had all the aspects of a human face, flat nose and bushy eyebrows, and thick lips. Rengoku’s eyes were an off-putting shade of red, but it was easy to look past if you squinted. There wasn’t anything that should have looked wrong, but the feeling of something off couldn’t be pushed down. Tomioka spent plenty of his time at the facility analyzing the features to figure out exactly what it was. The eyes were slightly larger, pupils too small. His nose was a little small. It wasn’t built for breathing air.

That leads to the truly inhuman aspects of the beast. Frills surrounded his face, large gills carved into his neck. It looked like a lion’s mane, resembling curls though it didn’t quite look like true hair.

Down further, though not quite yet focusing on Rengoku’s long tail, hands melted into claws. The fingers ended in red spikes, curled like sharp nails. There was only one video of the mermaids eating, but watching them shred the pieces of fish easily justified the existence of such deadly appendages.

Finally, moving down to the base of his hips a tail started to form. The scales bloomed from his skin naturally, leading to the golden length. It resembled a snake almost, the way the scales interlocked. The bottom burst into a wide fan of fins that were a translucent red color. It was the most beautiful part of the creature, nearly 6 feet long without even counting the fans along the bottom.

Looking at Rengoku completely was hard to do. Tomioka’s eyes couldn’t help but dart around to focus on specific details and aspects of the species. Some of the frills that erupted from his body seemed purely aesthetic. It was hard not to be drawn in by their golden shine.

Going off the other pictures provided, or scribbled notes from his luckier coworkers, the man put together the aspects of their culture too. Most of the creatures were nude, at least by human standards. Very few covered their chests and most did not add to their appearance at all. Those that did used surprisingly natural accessories. Sashes made from seaweed or cut-up fishnets adorned their waists. Something similar to earrings were crafted from coral, which would also make appearances in their hair.

The fact that he had to learn these facts from photos and videos rather than seeing the creatures, in reality, made his heart ache. It only got worse as the research team got closer with the mermaids. A video is sent of them leaping toward fish the researchers throw. As they move they make odd little trilling noises. It’s a bit similar to a dolphin’s voice, though more smooth and less shrill.

They sing too, beautiful and clear noises that would send a sailor to his death. When introduced to human instruments, pan pipes, and flutes, and clarinets, they adapt to these easily. It might not be wise to interact with the colony on such a personal level, but even through photos, it’s clear how enticing they are. Maybe a human really did fuck one a few centuries ago.

But it becomes clear as to why humans and mermaids are separate. The creatures are ridiculously strong. Their active lifestyle leaves them muscled, but even the weakest are ten times stronger than an average human. Teeth rip through flesh and bone, claws tear open lobsters and clams. There is no doubt that these are hardened predators. Even without meaning to they could shred through a human.

That’s exactly what happens. One of his luckier (though maybe not in light of recent events) coworkers, who had been living on the island for a few weeks, strayed too close to the edge of the docks. A hand shot out to wrap around the frail ankle. Before anyone can even blink he’s dragged below the depths.

He lived but came out with a bad case of decompression illness. Fractures and bruises weave their way throughout most of the man’s body. There wasn’t even any ill intent behind the ‘attack.’ It was like watching a group of children play with a baby bird. By their standards, humans were unbelievably frail. Without really meaning to the offender had nearly crushed him.

So the man is sent home. It should be a tragedy, but they still need 12 research members. Which means they need someone new to come in.

Which means they need Giyuu.

And he should be scared too. Tomioka isn’t strong. Not compared to nine-foot-tall mermaids with layers of muscles and deadly claws. Maybe he’s a masochist. All he can focus on is iridescent scales and coral hair and fire swimming underwater.

—-

The waiting is painful. Packing and getting everything in order and riding the helicopter itself drags on. Giyuu feels dizzy and distracted right up until a hand is pulling him out of the helicopter and onto the sand of the beach.

Kagaya looks the happiest Tomioka can remember. Usually, the senior researcher is stone-faced or looking on with serious eyes. The soft smile gracing his face is surprising. It makes him look like a completely different person.

“I’m glad you could join us, though I wish it was under happier circumstances.” As they stroll towards the impromptu camp set up Kagaya continues to explain. Behind them, attendants rush to put Giyuu’s luggage away.

“The dock is off limits now, for obvious reasons. We’ve also tried to limit how close others get to the sunning rocks on the East side of the island.” The older man conducts himself like a man leading a college tour. His arms stretch out to gesture vaguely toward the mentioned areas. “And though the island itself is quite small we ask that if you chose to explore at all you find someone to buddy up with.”

Giyuu can’t imagine wanting to look at anything other than mermaids, but he nods in dumb agreement.

“Lunch is being served soon. You’re welcome to rest after your long flight, or you can join us afterward on the beach.”

All the tiredness leaves his body at the suggestion of doing actual research.

—-

The mermaids are beautiful. Tomioka couldn’t imagine lying around in his room when he could be staring at the magical creatures sitting around the beach. The real-life version is better than anything seen in photos. Everything looks ten times as vibrant.

It’s a shame that there’s now a firm line of caution tape keeping the research team back. Giyuu is about 10 feet away from the shore. Though a few mermaids will crop up onto the sand, most stay away from the shallower waters. The main source of information comes from cameras hidden below the water. A group of scientists sit gathered around the displays cooing whenever anything swims past.

It’s slightly more boring than imagined. Tomioka is grateful to be there still. He just imagined touching and meeting the creatures instead of watching them from behind the screen. In a way, it’s not too different than seeing them in photographs.

But on occasion, a group will flock towards the rocky shores to laze about. Their tails look like diamonds under the sun. It’s a wild array of colors from pinks to yellows to deep blues. More often than not their hair accents their tails in some way. Giyuu wishes he could feel the scales that cover their lower halves.

It’s strange to be around others too. In a way, his admiration of the creatures feels weaker because of the months spent studying alone. His coworkers have already been isolated together for quite some time. Tomioka was an outsider before as a fresh college graduate who fumbled with most of the orders given. It’s a weird feeling to have hoped for something for so long and the weird reality of the situation.

For the most part, Tomioka takes notes and observes behaviors on his own. It’s not as if no one else talks to him. Murata approaches him with a weird kind of nervousness and Tamayo is kind to everyone. He watches others analyze hair strands or lost scales from a quiet background. But Giyuu takes lunch alone and doesn’t do much in his free time. He ventures onto the lonelier stretches of the island instead of crowding around the main shore. Tomioka doesn’t go far enough to justify bringing a companion, just a ways away from the murmured chatter of acquaintances.

Somehow he finds things more interesting on his own. It feels less like work and more like adventure. Tomioka pseudo-explores until dusk when he returns to the cramped tent that’s become his home. The constant buzz of excitement— even if reality is a bit different from his fanciful expectations —often keeps him up.

So it’s no surprise that Giyuu cannot sleep. He unplugged his clock hours ago, hoping to escape its taunting as the time grows later and later. Cursing his earlier actions the man pulls himself out of bed. Sleep won’t come to him on its own.

He doesn’t bother to change out of his sleep clothes. Hopefully, he’ll be able to catch a few hours of slumber before truly waking. For now, he creeps out of his tent slowly. There’s a vague curfew in place, but nobody has gotten in trouble for breaking the soft rules yet.

Slipping on his sneakers Tomioka decides that the best course of action is to go on a short walk. The air is still warm and calm.

Setting off in a random direction, he hopes that a short trip will remind him of the late hour and lure sleep in. He sticks close to the border between beach and forest.

Wandering without focus leads him toward the water. This shore isn’t much different from what the rest of the land looks like. Large rocks jut out from the depths, creating a stage. The path that leads down is much less direct than the rest of the coast but still could be easily traversed. The hill is steep. Tomioka looks over the edges to watch the moon reflect on the waves. The push and pull is hypnotic. It helps to remind him of sleep. Dots of silver spread over the blanket of blue.

A sharp noise pulls Giyuu out of his haze. As his head twitches another call draws his head downward. His eyes dart around until they focus on a dot of red that peeks out.

A hand waves at him, beckoning the man closer.

He really shouldn’t, but before the thought has even passed the man is creeping down the tiny path that cuts through the small cliff. Giyuu’s toes are curling inside his toes as he inches down. Flying over the jagged rocks he finds a place to balance himself.

Rengoku looks even more beautiful up close. The moon reflecting off his golden tail is blinding. Even his tan skin looks like precious metal. Giyuu wonders if they’re sirens instead. He could easily be lured to his death like this.

It’s embarrassing how red his face turns when the merman lets out little trills. He can’t understand what the creature is trying to convey (none of the research team has figured out their language in any capacity) but smiles anyways. The colony appears to stay close together most of the time. If they are apart most still flock together in pairs of two or three. Seeing one alone is strange.

Tomioka wants to ask him. So far it seems that the language barrier goes both ways. That doesn’t stop the question from escaping his lips.

“Where are the others?”

The only answer is a cute tilt of the head and another little noise.

He really really shouldn’t, but Giyuu draws closer. A few broken bones would be well worth it. The rocks are still slick from high tide, but they’re wide enough to balance on somewhat safely.

“You’re alone?” Trying to convey the message he gestures alongside his words. Rengoku seems to understand this time, nodding eagerly. He pushes himself slightly higher out of the water, chest revealing itself more.

The two men (or one and a half men) bend closer. Communicating is mostly impossible, but both seem willing to try. Tomioka smiles and attempts another sentence.

“I like your hair.” The man points to his hair as he speaks. He waves wildly to the sea of flames surrounding his face. Lowering himself Giyuu settles onto the rocks. His pants are uncomfortably damp, but it’s a small price to pay. Reaching into his back pocket he cheers internally when the small cigarette lighter is fished out.

Lighting it with a quick stroke of his thumb Giyuu holds the flame in front of himself. “It’s like fire.”

Rengoku pushes himself out of the water more. His tail slides over the rocks as he finds a seat for himself. The mermaid’s face leans towards the light.

Tomioka shows him how the light works, fingers flicking several times. As sparks fly out from the gears they illuminate the area. He’s met with loud excited noises. Rengoku slowly moves closer without Giyuu’s notice. Creeping in his face is mere inches away from the tiny tube before it clicks off.

The mermaid’s cold breath echoes against Tomioka’s knuckles. His breathing is slightly labored outside of the water. It’s hard to see in the dark night, but Rengoku’s gills flap wildly.

He lets his clawed hand raise slightly. Giyuu tries to stay relaxed as the sharp nails near his fragile skin. They prod at the small tube of the lighter. Passing it over Tomioka watches the creature try to repeat the motion.

As his thumb strikes downward the plastic splinters under the threatening grip. Lighter fluid leaks over his hand, bits of metal and tubing dropping onto the rocks. Rengoku makes a broken sound, the fins on his head dropping slightly. Giyuu can’t help but laugh a little.

“I’ll get a new one.” It’ll probably take a month for something so frivolous to get delivered, but the creature's fascination with the simple object was adorable. The man tries to think of other easy trinkets to show him.

Rengoku is still pouting slightly, fistful of plastic. It looks tiny in his large palm. Giyuu feels no fear as he lets his fingers trace over the slick skin. He picks up the shattered pieces and places them into his pocket. For a while, he continues to let himself feel the strange combination of skin and scale. The mermaid lets his muscles flex but makes no motion to grab Tomioka.

It’s easy to see the difference in strength now. Without even meaning to Rengoku had busted the object in his loose grip. There’s a reason he doesn’t attempt to grab Giyuu back.

It’s late. His walk wasn’t intended to last this long. Though mermaids appear to be active throughout all parts of the day, substituting sleep with several shorter naps, humans don’t share the same quality. Tomioka is tired. In the lull of excitement, it catches up to him.

“I’ll bring something better next time, so you won’t break it.” Rengoku doesn’t understand his words, but the promise being spoken aloud cements it.

Pushing himself upwards the man cringes at the feeling of his cold and wet pants. Rengoku slides off the rocks, tumbling back into the ocean. He makes pouty noises as his head sticks out from the water. It’s some sort of goodbye.

—-

The next night he ventures back to the small outlook. Tomioka isn’t sure what he’s really doing. There’s no reason to believe there was any agreement about another rendezvous.

He supposes that, at worst, he can turn around and fall back asleep. Giyuu was smart enough to leave slightly earlier. Earlier that morning others commented on the bags under his eyes and slow work.

A small coin sits in his pocket. There’s nothing particularly special about it, but it’s something unbreakable. He didn’t pack much in terms of luggage and was struggling to find something that wouldn’t break.

As he approaches the sandy cliff Tomioka holds his breath. Looming over the edge he has to search for a moment. His eyes dart around frantically.

Giyuu is nearly doubled over by the time he catches a glimpse of red. Rengoku is pushed up against the wall of the hill. There’s a dip where water sits that his tail sinks into. It looks a little cramped.

The man stumbles over the bare path again. His feet skid over the rocks. The path to Rengoku is much clearer now. It’s easy to lean against the rock and the land is slightly drier than the slickness he walked over yesterday.

As he approaches the mermaid he’s greeted with flapping noises and little song-type sounds. The edges of his pants still get a little damp.

“Hello.” His mouth quirks upwards into a smile. Rengoku is even closer than yesterday. The mermaid’s chest leans against the stone. Giyuu can feel the body heat against him.

It’s just a second night, but excitement is already buzzing under his skin. The two are talking even though neither can really understand. Quiet Japanese is echoed by curled noises.

After a few moments and a brief dip in the talking Tomioka reaches into his pocket. “I brought this for you.” He talks slowly even though no amount of annunciation will get the words across. “It won’t break.”

It’s a one-yen coin. The size is so small it looks ridiculous in Rengoku’s palm. But it’s shiny and metal. He couldn’t imagine the mermaid breaking it.

Happy chirps fall from his lips. Rengoku rolls the edges of the coin in his hand. He balances it carefully between his fingers to hold it up to his eye. The silver looks strange surrounded by such brilliant gold.

Rengoku seems to have something of his own this time. He fumbles around in the small pool until he pulls out something enclosed within his fist.

They go through the same little ritual. The fish man moves incredibly slow, probably worried about harming Giyuu’s fragile skin. Rengoku spreads the other’s hand open, before dropping his gift.

Tomioka gets a small dark brown stone. It’s carefully chosen, clear by how perfectly circular it is. The surface is bare of any blemishes. It has almost a clear quality, maybe more crystal than rock.

“It’s very beautiful.”

Giyuu wonders if he’s viewed in the same way. His talking seen as low nonsensical murmurs. Rengoku’s trills suggest that he likes to echo Tomioka’s words in the same way.

Afterward, his hands are traced, an opposite scenario from yesterday. The red claws stay light, sharp edges pointed away from his skin. He keeps pushing the stone into the center of Tomioka’s palm, almost embedding it into the skin. The gold fins on his face twitch. It’s a vaguely excited motion, accented by his wide eyes.

When he closes his fist Rengoku pulls away. The mermaid stays close, face almost in Tomioka’s lap.

“Thank you, I forgot to say that.” His pants don’t have pockets, so he continues to cradle the gift in his hand.

As silence settles over them the sound of the waves act as a gentle accompaniment. Giyuu watches the small waves ripple over his scales. They interlock intricately, hundreds spreading over his tail.

“I can stay longer this time.” He really shouldn’t. The purpose of his venturing out earlier was to fall asleep at a reasonable time. The words don’t technically mean anything, not to the mermaid at least, but he can still use the excuse to justify his indulgent behavior.

They sit, exchanging occasional noises. Rengoku’s wild hair drags over the dark stone. A few strands lie on Giyuu’s pants. The thicker strands manage to resist matting, still flowing even in the dry air. It’s tempting to reach out and brush the damp locks. The longer pieces melt into the water like molten gold. Buried under the waves it seems even more soft.

He sits until he nearly nods off as is prompted by a soft tug of his pants. Rengoku stares up with wide eyes and a bemused smirk.

“I’ll go, sorry.” Sliding over the rocks he pushes himself up until he can stand. His knees are still a little weak with the need for sleep. He really should head back.

“But I’ll come again tomorrow if you’re here. I don’t mind it being late.”

He gets a little trill, maybe a confirmation, in return.

“Right, Ok. I’ll see you.” Tomioka flashes a tired smile. The one he gets back is much brighter.

—-

It’s easy for Giyuu to keep visiting. He always manages to find a small trinket to give away. A necklace or ring or even more coins make Rengoku purr with pleasure. Giyuu feels guilty about what he receives in turn, pale white bones or coral or lost iridescent scales. They’re more beautiful than anything he can offer. He wishes he could display such brilliant pieces, but instead, they hide in his bottom drawer.

It feels like some sort of affair. Night after night he escapes from his bedroom and ventures down the well-worn path. There’d surely be some sort of repercussions for the behavior. Though his lack of sleep occasionally bleeds into the days, nothing prevents him from slipping out at night. He starts finding time to nap during free hours or takes lunch in his room to nod off while it grows cold.

Nobody seems to be aware of his nightly escapades.

Sometimes, very rarely, Rengoku isn’t there. On those nights Tomioka should go back to bed and relish the extra rest. He finds himself listening to the sea anyways. It’s not quite as good company as the merman, but the quiet noise is soft and comforting. The silvery waves aren’t as brilliant as gold, but the shine is still valuable.

The nights when Rengoku is there are still far better. Even when there’s nothing to exchange. They’ve gotten bolder with touch too. Rengoku’s skin is burning hot. It stays warm all the way to the bottom of his fins. Tomioka hasn’t touched the scales much, it feels more private than even he can justify. But he’s still felt the slick slimy texture of them for brief moments.

It’s a unique kind of (what he hopes is) friendship. No words are ever exchanged, not words of actual meaning. Instead, small touches or the twitch of a facial expression says thousands of stories.

—-

It’s strange knowing so much about mermaids in the days while his coworkers talk. They pass around bits of loose scales that barely imitate the sleek feeling of the real tails. They’re pressed up under microscopes and dropped into solution afterward, discarded in a way. The admiration of the mermaids seems clinical. Every inch of their movement is analyzed for behaviors. It’s a guessing game of what’s abnormal or not.

Giyuu doesn’t presume that he knows the most about the creatures. He just notices that their noises aren’t directed to the researchers on the shore. Now that there’s distance between the two groups the mermaids don’t seem as interested.

They go back to watching them through tvs and blurry cameras. He sits in the back. Watching a film, as beautiful as the creatures are, is much less interesting than Rengoku meeting with him nearly every night.

Giyuu is known for being silent and solitary, so his general lack of intrigue isn’t particularly out of the ordinary. He does get excited on occasion too when they find tools made from fish bone or evidence of gravesites deep below the surface. It’s just the smaller things that tend to be brushed off easily.

The only downside to not looking through hours and hours of footage is that there are things he misses. Tomioka has tried looking through the static-filled videos dozens of times, but after 30 minutes the endless waves and only occasional flickers of activity leave him bored and nearly asleep most times.

Mostly he just catches up on the important things from his coworkers.

—-

“What am I looking at?” Murata seems eager as he shows off the blurry footage, but Tomioka doesn’t see anything exciting about it. Two mermaids are exchanging bits of coral and little shiny things. There doesn’t seem to be anything else to it.

“We think this is how they court, in a way. They only give gifts like that to each other. The things they wear in their hair and on their chests basically proclaim that they're spoken for.” Murata grows uncharacteristically loud as he speaks, hands waving wildly. “If you pay attention you’ll notice that this one-“ He taps towards the smaller pastel mermaid, covered in whites and gentle pinks. “-only ever accepts the gifts that A27 gives her. In turn, he does the same. If you look through the footage there’s a clear pattern…”

Giyuu can’t focus on whatever else the man is saying now. Instead, he thinks back to the small trove of gifts sitting at the bottom of his nightstand drawer. He’s grown quite the collection of things Rengoku has given him. But that isn’t the same, not at all. It’s an exchange of culture. Giyuu instigated it. It's not the same as the tender trade being shown to him.

He doesn’t think about how Rengoku traces his hand after they trade. He’s not scared of the claws anymore. They’ve learned how to handle the smooth gentle skin. Even though there’s still a tiny scratch on his finger where he wasn’t as careful.

The rest of the video is mostly nothing. Giyuu is barely watching it anyways. “That’s cool… And it’s always romantic?”

“We think so. Their relationships work similar to ours. A few of the mermaids have bonded in little groups. Until we get more information it’s hard to tell if that’s some form of polyamory or something else.”

At least Tomioka isn’t being chased by two mermaids, or more. Maybe he’s not even being chased by one. It’s confirmation bias. One blurry video and Murata’s ravings don’t really mean anything.

He’s nodding along to whatever the man is saying. “That’s really um, that’s cool Murata-san. Keep me updated on your findings.” Tomioka slowly backs up until his coworker can find an end to his rambling. Luckily most of his conversations end when Tomioka can no longer stand any more social interaction so it doesn’t come off as out of place. Murata manages to pick up on the quickly fleeting interest and wraps his sentence up neatly.

“Right well, if you find any more footage like this be sure to let me know! I’ve gone through a good few hours, but it’s takes too long and I’m worried if I speed it up…”

His shaky voice slowly fades away as Giyuu stumbles back toward his room. The man hasn’t eaten dinner yet, but he lies in his bed hoping to grab a few hours of sleep before meeting his nightly visitor. Usually, he doesn’t bother, comfortable with the constant feeling of tiredness. This evening there’s a bit of heaviness in his bones that isn’t usually there. Hopefully, it’ll drag him toward sleep.

—-

His return to Rengoku that night is much different. Giyuu can’t brush away the anxiousness that holds tight onto his heart. It’s nearly suffocating the way it consumes him. Even as he approaches the shore the waves are muted beneath the sound of his beating heart.

If he was 14 again waiting behind the school with a letter in hand this feeling would make sense. But Giyuu is a grown adult. He doesn’t feel he should fall to such childish impulses. That doesn’t change the way his fingers twitch as he ventures down to the water.

Rengoku is further out this time. Their exact meeting place often changes. Tomioka carefully steps over jagged rocks creating a rocky platform. Giyuu should’ve worn a swimsuit for this. Once he feels stable on the bridge he takes two large steps before stepping into the deep blue water. It’s lukewarm, warmed from the long hours of sun.

Rengoku is a few inches away. He spins and cheers with wide eyes. While Tomioka kicks his legs to keep himself afloat hands curl around his shoulders. The merman moves slowly. He can hardly manage to brush against the human without fear of harming him.

In reassurance, Giyuu wraps his arms around Rengoku’s neck. In such close proximity, his shoes occasionally slide against the slick tail below the water. He should’ve thought the decision through more because his sweats are weighing him down as they become saturated with water. It’s not a real problem but the feeling of wet clothes will be cumbersome on his walk back.

As Rengoku gets used to the feeling of a body against him, he begins to let his hands roam more boldly. They move over Tomioka’s sides and rest around the man’s hips. He’s making all kinds of noises, chirps and hums, and loud gargling sounds. They’re cheerful, punctuated by his wide eyes and smile. Though his arms apply light pressure Giyuu is pushed upright against his chest. Their noses keep bumping as Rengoku continues to twitch and talk.

It takes a moment for Tomioka to gather himself. Once he’s comfortably afloat the man leans back to look at Rengoku properly. Wild fiery hair extends to fill the rest of his vision. Red locks run over his knuckles, flowing over the mermaid’s shoulders.

“Sorry, shit- I should’ve thought this out more.” Rengoku doesn’t usually talk over him, but the chatter tonight seems endless. His face keeps moving in until the back of Giyuu’s head is resting against one of the rough stones. The human’s eyes slip closed while the other’s nose runs over his head. It skins over his cheeks and neck while warm breath pushes against the skin.

Below the water line, his tail flicks back and forth. It curls against Giyuu’s ankles, pushing and pulling against the kicks keeping the man afloat. His entire body is bumping against the mermaids. Rengoku really does embody fire, warmth spreading over his body.

After a few minutes, the creature’s chatter finally dies down. He settles for staring at Tomioka with wide happy eyes.

The thought that nothing about this could possibly be romantic is becoming less and less likely. With full access to the man, Rengoku’s hands roam over his hair and skin. He tugs at the short black bangs and longer pieces that curl around his ears. Giyuu keeps his own hands still hovering in the air over the broad back.

Despite the urgency all of Rengoku’s actions hold he manages to stay gentle. As he pushes the pressure remains light. When there’s no tiny fraction of room to press further into his incessant poking and drive forward finally stops.

With red cheeks Tomioka manages a few motions of his own. One hand slips down the freckled shoulders to cup his cheek. There’s a few scales that spread over his cheekbones. Moving still he nudges the edges of Rengoku’s lips.

Tomioka wasn’t sure if mermaids kissed. But as soon as he’s prompted with the smallest touch their lips are crashing together like the waves around them. Rengoku is good at kissing too, better than Giyuu is. He fumbles to keep up with the excited pace the fish man sets.

It’s hard to separate, Rengoku not needing to pull away for air. Tomioka is close to drowning before he can push the other back and breathe in. He’s still unused to the affection. Giyuu doesn’t often receive it, even from regular humans. The touch is suffocating in a nice way. It feels like a blanket wrapped around him after being stuck out in the cold.

He’s not sure exactly how to navigate this, their chests still pressed together. Pulling his hands back Giyuu tries to communicate in a different way.

His fingers point towards himself, and then at the body across from him. As Tomioka’s hands intertwine he feels foolish in the bare bones attempts. “I mean- ah fuck.” Voice wavering slightly he tries to gather himself.

Before he can talk again (and probably dig himself into a hole) Rengoku rewards Giyuu with another kiss. This one is much more tender, lasting only a few seconds. Hands move off his hips to intertwine in understanding.

With another chirp and happy hum the pair share one more kiss.

[k0yaz]

idk if you write for more than one character at a time, but can i please request the male hashira x gn reader headcanons for when their crush sits on their lap? mostly fluff maybe slight spice? thanks

when you sit on their lap hcs

Pairing(s): male hashira x gn!reader (except muichiro)

CW: sfw, slightly suggestive, gn!reader, lap sitting, very suggestive on tengen’s part, slight mention of thigh riding and grinding

A/N: again, I am so sorry this took awhile because I was on vacation I will be working on what’s in my inbox now <33

Gyomei is weirdly calm about it

Probably because he’s blind or cause he doesn’t have a hard time keeping his composure

He’ll adjust himself so you have a more comfortable position to sit in

Keeps his arms wrapped around your waist or torso to help you balance on his thigh or wherever you’re sitting down

Rests his chin onto your head occasionally

Sometimes forgets to tell you to get off, and you guys just remain in that position for a long time just talking like normal

Another hashira would have to see you two and point it out in order for you to finally get off

Gyomei would apologize if necessary and let you off calmly

“Y/N, I enjoy you sitting on me, we should have more conversations like this.”

Sanemi on the other hand is a little more aggressive…

When you sit down on his lap, he’s completely flustered, his face bright red and hot

He’d yell at you to get off, even though he made no effort to get you off

We know you enjoy it Sanemi it’s okay

If you got off, he’d growl under his breath and try to scoot himself closer to you until you sat back on him

If you stay on his lap, he averts his eyes from yours, and grits his teeth while blushing furiously

After some time of awkward silence of him holding your waist and you cuddling him in his lap, a thread basically snaps inside him, and he pulls you close to him, burying his face into your neck

Sanemi would plant your hips down using his bare hands, and press his teeth to your neck, making sure there’s no space between the two of you

“You got me all hot and bothered, Y/N. Now take responsibility you damn brat.”

Rengoku would have a fairly normal, but excited reaction

He would laugh loudly and hug you tightly, smiling up/down at you as you’re situated on his lap

He allow you to rest your head onto his shoulder in a loving manner

Bro literally can’t stop smiling the whole time you’re on his lap

You two just sit there in a joyful manner, hugging each other tightly while laughing and smiling casually

Rengoku definitely holds onto you as tight as he can after atleast 10 minutes of cuddling

He just can’t get enough, you’re too cute

Probably also presses an overwhelming amount of kisses to your cheek every 20-30 seconds

You can literally feel him smiling against your skin as he kisses you

“Y/N! We shall do this again after our next mission!”

Tengen is definitely the most suggestive and flirtatious with this

As soon as you take a seat on his thigh, he smirks and pulls you into him without hesitation

His arms are locked around your waist as he leans into you with a depraved expression

Constant teasing while you’re on him, no doubt about it

Like, he kisses you everywhere accessible, and grips your waist tighter

When you’re on his thigh, he moves his thigh up and down a little, and helps move your waist back and forth against him

Basically allows you to grind on him if you’re okay with it

Teases you by leaning back and placing his arms to rest against a nearby surface as you keep your movements against him up

“Come on Y/N, don’t keep me waiting.”

Giyuu is quite calm and unfazed when you sit on his lap, similar to Gyomei

He just sits back, and occasionally rests his hands onto your waist or shoulders

Poor guy hasn’t had much affection, and is hella disliked so he just stays quiet the whole time

But, he does hold you tightly. It may not be something huge, but you can feel his affection and love in his embrace

Rests his head onto your shoulder

His breathing is calm and slow against your skin as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, with his chin situated between your shoulder and collarbone.

If you try to get up, he’ll let you, but not before asking you to hold him a bit longer

Maybe, just maybe, he’ll smile against you if he feels comfortable with your body pressed against his on his lap

“Y/N…I love you. Don’t leave me, please.”

Obanai remains silent, but it’s no secret that he’s flustered.

He looks away bashfully and squeezes his eyes shut, trying to avoid eye contact with you since it’s too embarrassing for him

He sighs heavily, trying to maintain his composure with you literally seated on his lap

His face is tinted a bright red, not even his bandaged mouth can hide the heavy blush dusting his cheeks

When you look over, you can literally see Kaburamaru giving Obanai a “you’re a fucking pussy” type stare

I guess that causes him to finally look at you and make eye contact

When he does gain some sort of confidence, he rests his hands onto your shoulders, and eventually wraps his arms around your torso, pulling you closer

He pulls you a little too close- putting you chest to chest with him, and his arms locked around you tightly and squeezing you

If you point out the fact that he’s hugging you too tight, he’ll get embarrassed and quietly apologize, before loosening his grip around you

Just let the man hug you and tough it out okay

“I- Y/N…I’m at a loss for words..?”

A/N: hehheehhe did y’all miss me I’m back <3

I’ll come clean and admit- although I came back recently, I have been writing shit for myself the past week or so?

OKAY DONT BLAME ME I NEED TO THERE ARE NO GOOD FANFICS THAT ARE WELL WRITTEN OR HAVE ANY EMOTION I NEEDA TAKE MATTERS IJTO MY OWN HANDS LMFAOAOS 😭

[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

Puts their face in your chest on purpose:

Douma/Doma - it's a funny pastime to him

Sanemi Shinazugawa - you're comfy

Mitsuri Kanroji - Listen, you can face plant into her chest too so she takes the opportunity whenever she can

Accidentally trips and lands face (or hands) first into your chest - yes they scream in shock:

Uzui Tengen - Yes he screams, yes his hands are still firmly on your boobies and no, he's not let go yet

Rengoku Kyojuro - although he promptly backs away and apologizes in a very fast way

Akaza - Makes very disgruntled noises until he pulls away with a very high pitched screech

Accidentally trips and lands face (or hands) first into your chest - they accept their fate and don't move:

Giyu Tomioka - gives you a thumbs up when you ask him if he's okay and he just stays there for a while

Obanai Iguro - contemplates taking a nap between your boobs

Shinobu Kocho - she's tired and you happen to catch her, you won't mind if she takes a quick nap, right?

Stiff as a fucking board if they even BRUSHED against your chest:

Genya Shinaguzawa - ...... He's only just become confident in looking you in the eyes

Kokushibou - Your very pretty and his head starts to go places..... Will be thinking about his near chest experience

Gyutaro - he always has to be looking in your eyes when speaking, any sign of boobies and he dies on the spot

[midnightwriter21]

demon slayer hcs: the hashira men as boyfriends

characters: tengen, sanemi, giyuu, rengoku, muichiro, obanai

AN: i don’t write for gyomei srry

TENGEN

- this isn’t just a little fling

-mans doesn’t wanna be ur bf

-he wants to be your HUSBAND

- and he’s gonna make that happen ASAP

- and when y’all get married you’re not just getting a husband

- ur getting 3 wives too

- it’s a package deal

- overprotective!!

- the way he made his wives promise to prioritize their lives over the mission

- my heart was bursting

- carries u around

- when tengen is around ur feet hardly ever touch the floor

- doesn’t matter how big or tall u are

- he’s bigger and taller

-he's big all over if ykyk

-nicknames include: sweetheart, princess, baby

- and don’t think he’s saying those to be cute

- he’s absolutely mocking you

-which brings me to…

- this man teases the HELL out of you

- but with love

- he loves you just as much as he loves his wives

- in his mind ur alrdy married

- and he is NOT letting you go

- or letting any harm come to you as long as he can help it

- 4 lifer fr

- id marry him

SANEMI

-i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again

-he’d tear it UP

-and i’d let him

- loves you so much

- doesn’t show it in public

- but in private?

- clingy as fUck

- he’s like ur shadow fr

- will follow u around all day

- hands on ur waist

- arm around ur shoulder

- holding ur hand

- he will not let go of u when ur alone

- in public he’s a lot less touchy

- but he will still stand near you

- jealous af

- every slayer knows by now to stay tf away from you or face the wrath of the wind pillar

- you belong to him

- makes sure they know it

- makes sure you know it

-hickey MASTER

-no i will not elaborate

- everybody knows sanemi is a little rough around the edges

- so there are days when it’s hard for him to open up to you

- but he does try

- he’s got a reputation to keep up!

-gotta act tough

-no weaknesses!!

- except for u

-he’s so soft for u he can’t help it

- nicknames: dumbass, idiot, & feather (my personal favorite)

-like i said he is almost always physically connected to u in some way when ur alone

-ignore him? he's throwing u over his shoulder

-he's strong he can manhandle u all over the place

-sheeeeeshhhhh manhandle me however u want sir

-claims ur super light no matter ur size

-hence the nickname "feather"

-i love him

GIYUU

-ik damn well this man had EVERONE in a chokehold from the first second he showed up

-speaking of chokeholds... ;)

-put me in one pls sir

-anyways

-awkward as fuck

-but he tries for u

-terrible with physical affection

-but we all know he's SOOO touch starved

-you'll have to initiate any type of physical touch

-and make sure he's not uncomfortable

-but really there's nothing he wants more than to touch you

-takes a very long time to say "i love you"

-but can u blame him??

-every good thing the poor man has ever had has been ripped away from him :(

-because of this he's veryyyy protective

-cause he'll be damned if the last person he has that accepts him and loves him for all he is

-is hurt or killed

-100% will die for u without a second thought

-not really a nickname type of guy

-remember he's awkward as hell

-most you'll get is a "-chan" attached to ur name

-and even that is only when y'all are alone

-but still

-even if he doesn't always show it

-you are always on his mind

-he's on a mission and walking through a market?

-he's buying you a hairpin or som

-walking through a forest and sees some flowers?

-"i wonder if she'll like these"

-AND HE'S PICKING U A BOUQUET

-ugh soft for bf giyuu

RENGOKU

-sunshine boy!!!

- epitome of golden retriever boyfriend

-all smiles all the time

-follows u around like lost puppy

-shows off for u

-yk when ur around kids and they're like "watch this" and then they jump and spin a circle lmao

-thats him

-"did you see what i just did?!"

-if u didnt...

-he's doing it again

-wants to impress you so bad

-also you will never have to lift a finger in his presence

-service bf!!

-you need the dishes washed and the floor swept?

-he's on it

-you need help styling ur hair?

-welcome to rengoku's hair salon

-will attempt to dress you in the morning

-and by dress you, i mean he's tugging ur shirt over ur head

-zipping up ur pants

-and tying ur shoes

-brags about you to anyone and everyone

-the other hashira can't have a single conversation with him without him bringing you up somehow

-compliments compliments compliments!!!

-he loves you and isn't afraid to show it

-nicknames from him: my love, my beautiful girl, sweetheart

-constantly confessing his love

-also lowkey speaks poetry for u

-some shit like

-"my light in the darkness, the one who gives me strength, you set my heart ablaze just by allowing me the privilege of seeing your smile"

-ugh he's the sweetest baby

MUICHIRO

-my airheaded angel baby

-i love him sm stop

-baby boy has a terrible memory

-that we alrdy knew

-but!

-he tries so hard for you

-keeps a little journal with notes and information about you

-so if he forgets he can remind himself over and over

-when he's on missions away from you he reads it so he can think about you to pass the time

-can not and will not remember anniversaries

-unless they're written in that journal

-will pick u flowers

-hope ur not allergic cause he's not gonna remember that

-but it's the thought that counts

-the fact that he's thinking about you at all counts

-you wanna go on a date?

-your dates consist of watching the clouds and taking naps together

-maybe a picnic if ur lucky

-no nicknames from him

-he calls you by your name

-its all he can remember

-he's the cutest

OBANAI

-like sanemi, he's a lot less affectionate in public

-however, he's not afraid to express his thoughts about you

-at least not to the other hashira

-might not be glued to your side

-but he's got eyes on u at all times

-and someone is talking about you?

-the second he hears ur name leave somebodies mouth

-he's tuned in

-and they better not say anything negative either

-mans turns murderous

-they will wake up to a snake in their bed

-will prob threaten them within an inch of their life

-don't have to worry abt other people while he's around

-cause he's got everything

-and i mean EVERYTHING taken care of

-protective but not pushy

-i feel like obanai trusts you and your ability to handle yourself

-but thats not gonna stop him from watching over you

-you're not drinking enough water?

-here comes obanai with a cup and u better drink it all

-haven't had lunch yet?

-he's sharing his with you. and will force feed u if need be.

-on a mission with him?

-he's not gonna push u behind him or anything

-but nothing is gonna get the chance to bring any harm to you either

-he's got ur back

-he's pretty vanilla with the nicknames

-nothing too crazy

-especially in public

-mostly uses ur first name

-might add a "-chan" in there every once in a while

-when ur alone he'll call you "sweetie"

-acts like a hard ass

-but he's soft for u

[zxvmp]

Hashira’s Reaction to your skirt flowing during a mission

pov: you’re fighting a demon and while landing your skirt blew up a bit to far…

warnings: slightly suggestive?? if you squint hard enough

characters: giyuu, tengen, sanemi, and rengoku.

a/n: sorry if there’s any misspells and wtv, to lazy to read over

Giyuu Tomioka

- Happened when you were in mid air with the demon and he just so happened to look up right underneath you

- Would definitely try and act like he didn’t completely get a face full of your pink panties

- His face would go a shade you’d never expect to see on a guy like him, red.

- “Is everything okay?” Soemthing you’d ask to make sure he wasn’t about to pass out

- After seeing it, he’d probably pause during the fight making you yell at him to move

- Even though you guys are dating he’s still flustered

“Giyuu, what’s up with you?” You ask holding your hand up to his flushed cheeks.

“It’s nothing, how about we find a place to stay for the night?”

“But this mission wasn’t even that far from headquarters-”

He doesn’t reply and just drags you away towards an inn, you could tell when he wanted something…and you knew what that something was…

Sanemi Shinazugawa

- Happened when you did a flip backwards to dodge a demons attack

- Would stare at you like you have three heads

- Kills the demon in seconds after seeing your skirt fly up to reveal your cute panties

- Has a shit eating grin as he looks at you, which you were oblivious to the fact you just basically flashed him

- Adds extra wind to his attack just to see your skirt flow

“That was quick!” You smile putting your sword away.

“Nice underwear.” Sanemi said pulling you in by your waist.

Your face immediately began to heat up, did your skirt show a bit more than it needed?

“Shut up you perv!” You say nudging him.

Even though you two were dating you still were embarrassed, later that night he’d definitely have to take a peak.

Kyojuro Rengoku

- It happened as you jumped in front of him to help deflect the demons attack

- You felt a little air brush against an area but quickly shrugged it off and continued to follow through with your attacks

- A loud gasp was heard from behind you..

- His face is most definitely lit up, and a slight smile is on his face

“Oh my!” Rengoku yelled.

“What? Did I do something wrong?” You ask innocently, oblivious to the fact you just shoved your butt in his face.

“You may need a longer skirt, (y/n)!” Rengoku chuckled as he patted your back.

Tengen Uzui

- We all know, he’d definitely smack your ass

- Happened in the same situation with Rengoku, your ass on full display for him

- You yelped after the contact his hand made with your body

- No shame, not at all

- in a modern au he’d yell gyat, don’t tell me otherwise

“What the hell!?” You say rubbing your butt to try and calm the stinging pain.

“We have got to find a place tonight.” Tengen snickered as he sliced the demons neck.

“Yeah like i’ll let you do anything to me.” You smirk, knowing you’d get on your knees if he said so.

“Oh really?”

[bwabys-scenarios]

SFW

He’s a girl dad and I will FIGHT you on that.

He’ll wear the little tiaras and tutus to tea parties your daughter hosts. He can’t pass a shop without getting her a toy or new dress. Just a good dad that loves his daughter a lot.

You can’t help but feel your heart swell watching the two. It just makes you happy to know you picked the right man.

It would be even funnier to me if you had all daughters. He didn’t even care about trying for a son, he’s happy for each new addition to the family, even if he’s getting outnumbered.

They’re all his princesses, and you’re his queen.

——————

||GOJO ||NANAMI || CHOSO|| || GETO|| SUKUNA|| KURAPIKA|| LEORIO|| RENGOKU|| GIYUU|| OBANAI|| ARMIN|| EREN|| YOUR FAV||

[meowzfordayz]

caught with them (; — hashira men

Author’s Note: mostly humorous, but ~a lil steamy. 😉 Update: some are def steamier than others. 😅

caught with them (; — hashira men

Himejima Gyomei x Reader, Iguro Obanai x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader, Uzui Tengen x Reader

Word Count: ~1,500

CW: 18+NSFW, accidental v!yeurism, cream!pie, dark humor, degrading language, explicit language, Fem!Reader

Emergency Request Fulfilled: Hi T! May I please request an emergency request (I'm  getting surgery on Thursday and I'm a bit stressed) can you please write funny nsfw headcanons where all the male hashira ( except Muichiro) making love to their fem s/o and all of a sudden she calls out ,"Daddy!", And the guys think she's being kinky and they were getting so into it but then with her serious demeanor they stopped and turned to find out it was actually their s/O's Dad who came in to visit? Please and thank you.

~faqs~

“Daddy!”

Initially confused

Gyomei didn’t realize you were into that 😏

And he was too invested in how perfectly your pussy suffocated his dick to hear approaching footsteps 💀

“G-gyomei,” you gasp, burning w/ embarrassment, legs wrapped around his waist as you sit full and sweaty on his lap, nose pressed into his shoulder, suddenly grateful it’s his back facing the living room doorway

“Hm?” he murmurs lowly, blissfully unaware, nearing his orgasm as he continues guiding your hips w/ strong, broad palms

“Mydad’shere,” you manage to explain, nearly choking on the feeling of his tip grazing your cervix

😳😱😵

#Gyomei is no longer confused

“Oh dear,” he mutters, mortification clear in his voice

Even as his eyebrows furrow, cock twitching in your heat as he finally cums

Meanwhile, your poor dad’s like: 🫠🫠🫠

“Well don’t just stand there!” you shriek, “Go make yourself tea or something!”

Best believe your dad immediately disappears to make himself something much stronger than tea 😭

“Daddy!”

And that’s when Obanai remembers 😳

“Please tell me what’s happening isn’t what I think is happening.”😖

—You thought you knew what his desperation sounded like

—Especially after cockwarming him for hrs, clenching and gently grinding every so often to keep him on edge, computer screen bright w/ half finished work, swivel chair squeaking whenever you decide to roll your hips

—But this definitely takes the cake 🥴

“Unfortunately, my dad is here for our scheduled luncheon that we completely forgot about, but fortunately he is also going to wait in his car,” you grit out, glaring harshly at your equally distraught parent, “We’ll be ready shortly.”

Newsflash: your dad could care less about when you’ll be ready for lunch

In fact, he’d much prefer to cancel lunch altogether

Who needs lunch when their appetite’s just been ruined by an emotionally scarring event?

As soon as your dad leaves, you clamber off of Obanai’s lap, his cock slick and swollen as he slips from your heat, needy whine shiny on his lips

“We’ll revisit this later,” you promise, “With the door closed.”

Despite the waves of embarrassment still crashing through him, he can’t resist cracking a wicked smile, drinking in the sight of your naked form as you bend over to hand him his shirt, previously discarded on the floor

“Dessert? Sounds good to me.” 😎

“Daddy!”

Kyojuro pauses mid thrust, expression eager, chest pink from exertion, longer hairs tickling your collarbones as he haunches over you, “Daddy? Would you like to call me daddy?”

“Kyo-” 😭

Yk when yk what you should say, but you can’t seem to say it? 😬

Ofc that would occur at the least opportune moment 😃

“Sweetheart, there is nothing wrong with liking what you like!” lips grazing your throat, one palm pushing at your thigh, the other splayed on an overhead cabinet to steady himself, “If you want to call me daddy, then I am perfectly happy to be your daddy,” sucking lightly at your jaw, growling at the satisfying thud of your body against the countertop’s edge as he completes his thrust, balls sticky when they tap your skin

“Kyyyo-” 😭😭😭

“Call me daddy sweetheart, let daddy make you feel go-”

“So uh,” finally your dad sputters, “How about you guys text me when you’re finished?”

Kyojuro’s eyes = wider than saucers 😳

“I AM SO SORRY, I HAD NO IDEA.” <— 0.02 secs after your dad slams the front door shut

“That was hot,” you giggle breathlessly, shock still radiating, “Maybe I do have a daddy kink? You had me at a lost for words.” 😇

“Clearly!” he nearly whines, uncharacteristically bashful as he tucks his face into your shoulder, “I would have stopped immediately had I known!”

“I’m sorry, I short circuited.” 😅

“I hope he forgives us.” 😓

You snort, already recovering from the ordeal, “He’ll survive.” 😆

Pouting, Kyojuro clings to you, cock slowly softening in your pussy, “But I may not.” 🥺

“Oh hush,” you pat his head reassuringly, smiling as he nuzzles closer, “Let’s shower and get dressed. My poor dad’s patiently waiting.”

“Daddy!”

“Who’re you calling daddy?” Sanemi murmurs, body draped over you, grip warm and steady around your waist, your own hands clutching the edge of the sink, “Listen to your sloppy cunt, so pliant and needy, bent over in the bathroom like a cheap whore.”

“Sanemi,” you squeak, eyes glued to the retreating figure reflected in the mirror

“I asked you a question,” he growls roughly, nipping at the side of your neck, balls tapping your clit as his pace quickens, “Who’re you calling daddy? Who’s fucking your slutty hole? Who’s bringing you closer and closer to your climax?”

“Iwascallingmydad, daddy,” you blurt, diction hurried by the stretch and intensity of Sanemi’s thrusts

He shudders to a halt, dangerous stare meeting yours as he looks up into the mirror

“You WHAT?!!!”

You inhale deeply, enunciation precise and drawn out, “We invited my dad over for dinner. You got me horny. He let himself in… and then let promptly let himself out. We made eye contact in the mirror, I swear he nearly fainted, and I called him daddy because apparently that’s what I do when I panic!”

“Oh so this is MY fault?” 😒

“The fuck?” 😐

“That’s what I’m saying! You got me horny, bitch, you’re always horny! Sorry I enjoy pleasuring my woman!” 🙄

“Well don’t apologize for that!”

“Fine! I’m not sorry!” 😤

“So do I get to cum, or…?” 🙃

“You’re fucking weird. You still wanna cum? Now?”

“I mean dinner’s obviously off the table, so-”

“Fuck’s sake! Okay! I’ll make you cum!” 🤬

“Good!”

“Great! Better brace yourself princess,” Sanemi snarls, slipping his fingers between your legs to flick at your clit, “Because you’re my cocksleeve for tonight.”

—Don’t even ask 😃

—Porn isn’t realistic

—So why should my fanfiction be? 😂

“Daddy!”

#riperoni Tomioka Giyuu

“Uh huh baby, baby, fuck, f-fuck, FUCK,” he groans loudly, mouth parting slightly, couch pillow propping his head up to provide the perfect view of your perfect tits as you perfectly ride him

“GiyuuGiyuuGiyuu-”

Disclaimer: you’re panicking — not cumming 💀

#unlike someone #that someone being Giyuu

“Shit, you’re incredible,” he murmurs, eyes barely open, thumbs soft and greedy as they dig into your waist, satisfaction welling in his stomach as his cum fills you, warm and viscous, tip swollen and twitching, “Feels good, hm? When daddy cums in your gorgeous pussy?”

#riperoni Tomioka Giyuu x 1,398,742

You clear your throat, blinking awkwardly, “Dad, how about I call you in ten minutes?”

Indescribable dread flickers across Giyuu’s face

⚠️ESCAPE⚠️RETREAT⚠️WITHDRAW⚠️

But he can’t move 😭, bc he just came inside of you 😭, and apparently there’s an audience 😭

#talk about a mess #pun intended

“You do that honey!” *your dad frantically nods* “You do whatever you need to do!” *your dad frantically flees*

…

…

“Murder or suicide?” Giyuu asks quietly

“What?” 🧐

“One of us is a dead man,” he answers solemnly, “But I’ll let you decide who.”

*big sigh* “Neither you nor my dad has to die.”

“I disagree.” 😔

“Daddy!”

“The fuck?” 🤨 “Is your dad here?” 🤨 “Are you into that?” 🤨

The fact that Tengen hasn’t stopped thrusting does not help your ability to articulate 💀

“Well?” he grunts, biceps straining as he keeps you pinned to the wall, hands full of your ass, “Which one is it?”

“The fact that you don’t seem concerned in the slightest that it could be the second one is mildly concerning,” you mutter

Meanwhile, you’re frantically shooing your dad away, unable to do much more in your current ~position

“The fact that you only consider that mildly concerning is also concerning,” he retorts, “And quit fidgeting,” tongue licking along the curve of your jaw as he murmurs lowly, “Less wriggling, more cumming.”

The sound of the front door opening and closing barely registers to Tengen 😃

Is he that pussydrunk?

Nah

#he just doesn’t give af

#well

#sort of

“Tengen.”

“Hm?” he smirks, gaze glinting smugly at the feeling of your pussy sucking him in deeper, “You gonna cum for me?”

“You do know my dad was here?” breaking off to a whimper as his pubic bone grinds against your clit, “R-right?”

“I know,” he replies simply, fixated on your building orgasm, determinedly repeating his motions, spurred on by your ragged gasps and staccato moans, “I was certainly surprised,” tone amused and patient, “But I figured he’d leave as soon as he realized what he walked in on,” nonchalant as ever, “No point in ruining our pleasure for a brief interruption.”

—I’m not usually suuuper into Tengen, but damn 🤠😂

[pearlymoonn]

hello fellow rengiyuu enjoyers !!

some art of the sillies i did

[xxlady-lunaxx]

More | {RenGiyuu}

Theme: Fluff-? dunno they're js making out 💀

Note: They're married- Modern AU cuz why not

this is gonna be short asf... ;x;

×××

Kyojuro's hand wrapped around Giyuu's wrist,—not tightly, but firmly—pulling him towards him, stumbling towards their house, impatient. 

"Kyoju-" Giyuu started as he was pushed inside, the door shut behind him. He was cut off by lips pressing against his own, his back hitting the wall. 

Kyojuro's hands tangled in his husband's hair, pulling his head into the kiss. Giyuu's eyes widened but he quickly adjusted to this and his eyelids fluttered shut, arms wrapping around Kyojuro's torso, their bodies pressed closely together. 

"I'm... sorry, Giyuu," Kyojuro breathed between kisses, his tongue dancing over the plush of Giyuu's lip. 

"For?" Giyuu murmured, opening his eyes slightly to survey his husband.

Kyojuro's eyes were closed, face contorted in tense emotion as he pulled away, breath caught in his throat. "This... 's very sudden," he said quietly, leaning his forehead against Giyuu's. 

"When did I say I minded?" Giyuu asked, untangling his arms from Kyojuro's and reaching up to stroke his cheek, brushing away the flamey hair that rested on his jaw. He pressed a quick kiss on Kyojuro's nose, catching his gaze as the sun-touched eyes fluttered open. 

"Do you not?" Kyojuro asked, leaning closer for another kiss. Their lips hovered a breath apart, eyes half-lidded. 

"Not at all," Giyuu replied. As he spoke, his lips brushed achingly slowly against Kyojuro's, a small smile curving them upwards. 

Kyojuro closed the distance between them, fitting his mouth needily with his husband's. He shut his eyes, his hand groping blindly down Giyuu's back, clutching him closer.

"You're... cute," Giyuu said breathlessly, pulling back for air.

Kyojuro responded with a half-hearted hum, pouting when Giyuu dodged another kiss, his lips planting instead on his jaw. "You said you didn't mind!" he protested when Giyuu smiled at the reaction.

"I don't. But you're not letting me breathe, and I can't kiss you if I'm not alive," Giyuu pointed out, which was annoyingly logical.

"I..." Kyojuro frowned. "You've caught your breath now."

Giyuu laughed and peppered kisses along Kyojuro's jawline, ducking down to press a quick one upon his clavicle. "I have," he agreed.

Kyojuro nudged his chin upwards, kissing him gently. "Tell me you love me," he said into the kiss, words muffled. 

"I love you," Giyuu murmured, his tongue slipping through the barrier of Kyojuro's lips, grazing his teeth. "I love you a lot."

"How much?" Kyojuro urged, pushing Giyuu back against the wall, legs tangling with the other's. 

"More than you could imagine," Giyuu said, eyes fluttering when Kyojuro placed sloppy kisses along the border of his lips, his jaw, his neck. "So much more..."

"I love you more than that," Kyojuro whispered, pausing and drawing back to Giyuu's height his breath heavy. 

"...no you don't!" Giyuu whined, his whole persona changing. 

Kyojuro laughed, kissing him quickly before more protests arose. "I do. A lot. Infinitely times more," he said, fiddling with Giyuu's ponytail.

"I still love you endlessly," Giyuu decided, resting his head on Kyojuro's shoulder.

"I love you too," Kyojuro murmured, kissing his forehead. 

×××

« Word count: 534 »

dw i wasn't expecting this from myself either

[redr0sewrites]

No Nut November Hcs With The Hashiras

the title says it all!! (i didnt include muichiro for obvious reasons)

🥀Cw: smut, dirty talk, praise, degradation, breeding kink (rengoku + sanemi), squirting (mitsuri)

🥀minors dni

🥀Pairing(s): Hashiras(minus muichiro) x reader (seperate)

Giyuu

when you first suggested the idea of NNN to giyuu, he was kinda confused

why would you participate in a competition not to have sex? did you just not want to have sex with him?

after some gentle reassurance and explanation however, he agrees surprisingly quickly

not only is giyuu ridiculously patient, he also has incredible self restraint

he would make it to the end of the month, but i definitely think he would have "almost" moments

when the month is over, hes begging you to fuck him

claims that hes waited so long, why should he have to do any work?

the minute it's december first hes waking you up, mewling and grinding on your thigh half-delirious as hes whining in your ear, begging you to take control

teasing him throughout the month will only make him more determined to last longer, if only to inflict the same suffering onto you

giyuu is very, very sensitive and you can use that to your advantage in a variety of ways

he gets really blushy when you tease him, and its only amplified during NNN considering he can't even get himself off

he also has a tough time ignoring it when he gets horny, he just feels like the type to be soooo sensitive and it's torture when he can't even jack off to relieve the painful ache in his pants

Giyuu pinned you down, his chest flush with your back as his cock rubbed against your hole. He was a panting mess, shaking above you as he pushed inside slowly. One of his hands tangled itself in your hair, forcing you to look over your shoulder as he began to thrust into you steadily. Soft moans and whimpers filled the room, accompanied by the sound of skin slapping again skin. You could feel your orgasm building as a coil tightened in your stomach, and Giyuu let out a soft groan, signaling he was close as well. You clenched around him tightly, your release ripping through you as you clawed at the sheets. Above you, Giyuu tossed his head back and whispered your name like a prayer before cumming as well, filling your hole with his dripping seed. "Giyuu- ungh- wha-" you gasped, drool spilling from your lips as he sped up the pace. You had no time to catch your breath, and your hips jerked from overstimulation. "baby, i've waited a month, please?" Giyuu whispered in your ear, eyes blown wide with lust. You knew that you probably weren't going to be getting up anytime soon.

Tengen

im sorry but he is not making the month

he'd last two weeks at best

you and his wives would probably all team up against him, and this man is unable to restrain himself when it comes to you

quickest way to get tengen to fold? lingerie

just the sight of you in some flashy, lacy undergarments has him practically dragging you to bed

teasing him while wearing lingerie? hes gone.

"fuck the stupid month," he'd grumble, throwing you over his shoulder and slapping your ass for good measure

tengen would be rougher than usual, hes pissed at you for teasing him after all

"hey!" you gasped, squirming in Tengens grip as he practically dragged you inside of the house. You and the other wives had been been training outside when all of a sudden Tengen had snatched you up, throwing you over his shoulder as the other wives followed behind you. Your husband ignored your indignated cries as he brought you to the bedroom and tossed you unceremoniously onto the mattress. Maki, Suma, and Hinatsuru joined you on the mattress, and you turned to look over your shoulder at Tengen. "giving up already?" you giggle, crawling over to the other wives at the head of the bed. Tengen Tengen smirked and slid up to you, pulling your undergarments off in seconds as your head rested in Hinatsuru's lap. Maki and Suma began to grind against eachother to your left as Tengen's breath fanned over your bare skin and thighs while Hinatsuru ran her fingers through your hair. The five of you were in for a long, long night~

Shinobu

Shinobu is definitely making it, no questions asked

she's patient enough to wait the month, however she will be pissed when you deny her

would totally try to get back at you, Shinobu would wear lingerie under her uniform and flash you when nobody was looking

she would run her hands up and down your thighs during hashira meetings, fingers ghosting so close to where you want her but not quite

she would enter a room and sit on your lap, kissing you senseless until your grinding up against her and then walk away like nothing happened

she's teasing YOU

i don't think theres any way to get her to give in, but at 12:01 on December 1st your waking up to her head between your legs

she would make you work for every orgasm, edging you until your sobbing

"you made me wait for so long, shouldn't i make you wait a little too?"

Shinobu smirked, gently swiping away the tears streaming down your cheeks. She placed a finger on your tongue so you could taste the salty drops, and you let out another needy sob. "Are you getting desperate already, little butterfly?" She cooed, thrusting her fingers deeper inside of you. Another mewl escaped your lips as she fucked you dumb on her fingers, stretching you open and prodding the place inside you that made you see stars. You could feel the coil in your stomach tightening, and you whimpered. "Pl-please Nobu, 'm gonna cum, please lemme cum-mgh-" Shinobu smirked at you, smacking your core lightly as you squirmed beneath her. She leaned down to whisper in your ear, caressing your sides slowly. "Shh, c'mon doll, I know you can take it. You made me wait a month to ruin you, didn't you? You can handle waiting a little longer to come~" Your body quaked at her words, soft sobs and pleads filling the air as you begged her to let you cum this time. Shinobu only shook her head, smirking and removing her hand as your orgasm begins to fade.

i went off there for a sec omg

Rengoku

i think he would make it without too much trouble

i really don't think his sex drive is super high, and hes pretty patient as it is

so yea i def think he'd make it

unleeeesssss you teased him

listen, Rengoku LOOOOVES to please you

if you bat your lashes and play your cards right, he'll fold you in half and fuck you senseless less than a week into november

it would be the roughest, sloppiest sex yall ever have bc once Rengoku is done, hes done

He'll fuck you every day of the damn month just because he wants to, and be prepared bc this man has STAMINA

normally rengoku focuses solely on your pleasure, hes def the service dom type, hoowwweeeeverr, depending on how much you teased him, hes gonna be sm rougher

i also think rengoku would last the entire month just to irritate you because, lets face it, hes much more patient than you

just imagine begging him to fuck you at the end of the month, pleading with him to pay attention to you after he's deprived you of pleasure for so long... how could he say no to you?

the sound of skin slapping against skin and muffled groans filled the room as Rengoku pressed you down into the mattress. Rengoku leaned down, close enough to whisper in your ear, "fuck baby, can i- can i lift your legs up higher?" you nod, head foggy as he tossed your legs over his shoulder. Rengoku adjusted for a second, folding you over and beginning to thrust slowly. Your hips rocked against his as you clawed at the mattress, the new position allowing him to go so much deeper than before. "mhm baby, just like that. gonna make you feel so good after you waited so long, gonna fill you up so nice.."

Mitsuri

i think Mitsuri would last ab a week before crumbling

She'd be so embarrassed about it, all blushy and shy

you haaave to tease her ab quitting so early, you'll get the most delectable whimpers from her<3

Mitsuri folds from MINIMAL teasing its almost like she wants to lose

once she gives in tho, please pamper her. teasing is okay but PRAISE HER‼️

shes a pillow princess at heart and will def want u to take care of her after u made her wait for sooo long

MITSURI IS SO SENSITIVE, AND ITS DEFINITELY AMPLIFIED AFTER SHE HELD BACK FOR SO LONG

she cries sm more easily during sex after being teased for so long, and it's impossible to NOT overstimulate her (she loves it)

tease her and praise her, overstimulate her and watch as she falls apart~

fat tears streamed down Mitsuri's pink cheeks as you pumped your fingers in and out of her slick heat, mesmerized by the sloppy sound it made. her legs trembled and her lip quivered as she sobbed from the overwhelming onslaught of pleasure, and you leaned up to kiss her on the cheek. "d'worry baby, im gonna make you feel all better," you coo, smiling as she whimpers. your fingers are coated in her slick, and her hips grind down onto your fingers with every thrust. "need you.." she whispers, reaching out to pull you closer. "kiss..?" she whimpers, large, teary eyes staring into yours. You chuckle, unable to deny her. "Of course~ how could i forget?" you kiss her slowly and sensually, running your tongue along her bottom lip and gently grabbing her jaw as you pushed your tongue inside her mouth. Mitsuri whined at the feeling, clenching ariund your fingers as her tongue collided against yours. her chest heaved, perky breasts bobbing as the coil in her stomach tightened. you could tell she was close, and moved the hand holding her face to massage one of her breasts as you deepened the kiss. your fingers curled inside her, pressing against her g spot as your thumb circled her clit. instantly, Mitsuri squealed, gushing around you and squirting onto your hand as she writhed in pleasure. "t-too much!!" she gasped, pulling away from the kiss as a thin trail of spit lingered between your mouths. "was that worth the wait baby?" Mitsuri blushes, nodding profusely.

Obanai

i genuinely think obanai would last like

a week at most

im sorry but this man worships your every move, and theres NO way he can deny you anything

you tease him once and hes already bending you over, fucking you senseless as he bites harshly into your neck

or hes whining, dragging you on top of him and begging you to fuck him just right, ride him until hes a sweaty, needy mess

sex with Obanai after NNN would definitely be much rougher, he just cant hold himself back

he NEEDS to ravish you

you gasp as Obanai's cock sinks into you, his thick length filling you up as he spreads your legs. one hand rests on your inner thigh, the other entwining your hands together as he presses hasty kisses to your collarbone. your back arches off of the bed as he bites down hard on the sensitive skin, a dark hickey left in its wake. Obanai travels upwards, his teeth grazing your neck and shoulders as he kisses and nips at the exposed skin. his warm breathe flushes against your beck as he begins to thrust in and out of you in a brutal pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, accompanied by your moans and whines. Obanai pants, his hand moving from your thigh to fondle at your chest. "can't believe you made me wait this long, bunny.." he murmured softly in your ear, nipping at your earlobe. "fuck, i missed this pretty hole..."

Sanemi

he likes to think could make it the whole month but "doesn't care about a stupid ass challenge"

he cant make it the whole month hes too whipped for you

i think he would either last like. 15 minutes or two weeks theres no in between

Sanemi would either fuck you out of spite immediately after november starts or genuinely try but give up pretty early on and make up some bs excuse ab how he "doesnt even care"

either way, hes not making it 💀

prepare yourself, cuz the sex is gonna be ROUGH

Sanemi totally has a breeding kink, and the thought of NNN definitely ignites a feral need to fill you up- not a drop of his cum is wasted, hes bringing you to at LEAST 4 orgasms, and hes coming at least twice as well. hes also gonna finger fuck his cum back inside you, maybe he'll use a plug too just for the satisfaction of knowing that your filled up to the brim with him...

congrats!! u have a feral boyfriend

"s' too much!" you sobbed, tears streaming down your face as Sanemi fucked into you harshly from behind. his hips snapped against yours as you whimpered, face down in the sheets. Sanemi gave a swift slap to your ass and you sobbed, mewling as he fucked into your weeping hole even harder. "oh yea? shoulda thought of that before tellin' me about this stupid challenge," Sanemi hissed, thrusting deeper into your cervix as you keened. "im- m' close-" you hiccuped, warm, wet tears slid down your face as he looked into your glossy eyes. "oh yea? i thought it was t' much, doll- fuck-" he gasped as you tightened around him, the sound of his hips slapping against your ass was amplified even more as you came with a squeal. you came hard, coating Sanemi's cock and the bed below in your juices as your eyes rolled back into your head. "fuuugnck- doll your so tight- im coming too, don't waste a fucking drop of this- its what you get for makin' me wait.."

Gyomei

i think Gyomei would make it

honestly i dont think he has a super high sex drive, and as much as he wants to please you, i think he would make it through the month with ease

hell at the end of the month hes praising YOU for lasting so long eithout him (in a genuine way, not in a condescending way ofc <33)

hes pretty chill when it comes to sex, but after NNN Gyomei might be a little rougher

he has STAMINA tho

prepare to be overstimulated bc he is MAKING SURE you are blissed outt af by the end

if your not a whiny mess in subspace then Gyomei's not having it

hes praising you for lasting so long, making you feel so good while bringing you to climax after climax for HOURS

he miiiiight fold if u bEG him but its a small possibility.

Gyomei held you in his lap as you squirmed, fucking yourself on his cock as you buried your face into his neck. "mnghh- forget how big you were.." you whine, grinding your hips sensually against his. Gyomei chuckles, brushing the hair off of your forehead and kissing you gently. "do you remember how many times you've come, little one?" your brow furrowed, your head felt foggy as you tried to remember. one of his hands squeezed your thigh reassuringly, and you whimpered, eyes rolling back slightly as you tightened around his cock. Gyomei hummed, taking in your overstimulated state as he brought you closer to release. "im so proud of you little light, you lasted the entire month," he cooed, rubbing soothing circles on your back as the coil in your stomach tightened. "let me reward you, my precious dove~"

RAHAHAHAHAHAHA ITS DONE ITS DONE ITS FINALLY DONE OH MY GOD OH MY GOD HOLY FUCK HOLY SHIT ITS DONE KTS DONE ITS DONE I LOVE LIFE HALLELUJAH AJSHSAJHAJAAAJAA ITS JANUARYYYYY LMFAO

[actuallysaiyan]

Let's Get Together, Build Us A Fire(Demon Slayer headcanons)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, mentions of fellation/male receiving oral sex, size kink, struggling to take cock, slight dub-con, slight power play word count: 1k pairings: Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader, Tengen Uzui x Fem!Reader and Giyu Tomioka x Fem!Reader a/n: this new season of demon slayer is WILD! I'm hooked! Smut under the cut.

He knows he’s big. Big in so many different ways. But to watch you struggle to take all of him inside of you, it’s such a stroke to his ego.

Kyojuro doesn’t want to hurt you, but if you whine that he’s “too big” while he’s sliding into you, he has a hard time not just pressing you into the mattress and pounding into you.

He’ll watch as your little cunt dribbles as he enters you, his thumb on your clit to help ease you into taking him. As your walls just suck him in, he’s having a hard time concentrating.

“Kyo…” you whine as he has you pressed against the soft mattress. “S’too much. S’too big,”

Kyojuro chuckles softly, “Awh, sweetheart, you’re doing so well.”

Despite the way he treats his students, he’s so gentle and kind with you. You’re his little lover, his flame. You truly are so precious to him, so he knows he needs to keep going so slow whenever he fucks you. You took so much preparation the first time, but you’re still ever so tight now. He loves it though. It really makes him feel so good about himself. Sometimes he does feel insecure, despite his calm and collected demeanor.

“Halfway there, my flower.” Kyojuro praises you. His thumb reaches down to your clit, slowly rubbing it in the way that makes you dribble out even more slick.

You aren’t even sure how you manage to take all of his cock inside of you every time. It’s so damn big and it just makes you feel so full. Once he bottoms out, it’s just pressing against your cervix. He’s slow and gentle with you most times, but sometimes he can’t help himself as he gets too excited and eager.

Soon, he feels less resistance from your cunt. He slips even further inside until his balls are plush against your ass and his cock is all the way inside. Kyojuro’s eyes roll back in his head as he feels your walls clamping down around him so tightly.

“See,” he says breathily as he leans in to kiss you, “I knew you could take it.”

Nothing makes him feel more smug than seeing you struggle to take his fat cock. It’s just so perfect to watch you whine and beg for him to slow down.

Tengen does what he can to take it slow, but most of the time he just pushes his cock deep into you. Once he’s balls deep inside of you, he lets his instincts take over.

You can also expect him to love watching you struggle to suck his cock. If you drool and choke on it, it only makes him even harder than before. Don’t worry, he’ll praise you for being so good.

“That’s it,” Tengen grunts as he pounds into your little cunt. He’s had enough of you trying to push him out of you. “You can take it.”

You cry out, “T-too big!”

He chuckles darkly, “then why is your cunt squeezing me so tight, hm? Your little pussy is betraying you, babygirl.”

You can barely think straight when he’s stretching you out like this. It makes you cling to him as you try to get used to this. Nothing could truly prepare you for the size of him, considering how he towers over you as well. It’s all just a game to him sometimes. He knows how to push your buttons. 

“Awh,” Tengen teases, “look at you, baby. You’re so wet for daddy,”

Your cheeks burn, “That’s filthy, daddy.”

He loves how he has you so fucked out. You’re a good girl, that’s for sure. Despite your tight cunt that makes it hard for him to hold on for long, he knows he has you conditioned so well for him. You’ll always let him have his fun, even when you’re being a brat or you say you’re not in the mood.

“I could fuck you for days, you know that?” Tengen groans, pressing kisses to your tits.

“D-don’t say that,”

He grabs your ass, squeezing slightly as he pushes into you even deeper. Oh, he could definitely fuck you for days.

He gets off on watching you struggle. You’ll whine and whimper, but it just makes him so fucking hard. He enjoys pressing the tip to your leaking cunt and pressing in slowly.

As soon as he bottoms out though, he’s like an animal. He can’t stop himself. He’s going to fuck you into the mattress. He knows he can’t always have moments like these, so he takes advantage.

One of his favorite things is to have you bouncing on his cock, whining as he guides you to continue to ride him. He’ll certainly overstimulate you this way.

“I dunno if I can take it,” you whine as the tip of his cock prods your tight little hole.

Giyu sighs, “Let’s not play these games, yeah?”

He knows he should be a bit more gentle with you, but it’s all too much for him to handle right now. You’re making him so dizzy with lust. When was the last time he was able to fuck you like this? It feels like centuries. And now you were trying to deny him the pleasure he’s been craving.

“Be a good girl for me,” he murmurs before guiding your hips to come down.

“Giyu…” you whine once more, but it’s too late.

The tip of his fat cock begins splitting your pussy, and you’re moaning and shuddering. It’s causing you to drip all over him as his cock keeps bullying its way deeper into you. Once it hits your sweet spot, you swear you can already see stars in your vision.

“Hm, I guess I was right. You can take my cock,”

It’s not long before he’s guiding you to start bouncing up and down on his cock, and this only makes you drench him in your juices even more. Something about the scent of you and the feeling of your juices coating his cock makes him so weak. His tough facade slips away for a few moments as he pulls you down to kiss you.

“You’re my precious girl,” he says between sweet and sloppy kisses.

“I missed you so much,” you finally let out, your breaths all shaky and ragged.

He chuckles to himself, and then pumps up into you. This makes you squeal loudly, and he has no choice but to get this pace going. You’re having a hard time concentrating, it would seem.

“Missed you too, darling. Now be a good girl and ride my cock.”