#tanjiro drabble

[mysicklove]

THE THOUGHT I JUST THUNK!! modern! tanjiro with braces?? with a mean/bully reader that teases him for em? they’re always sticking their fingers in his mouth, and poor tanjiro can’t help but get hard even though you’re making him cry 🥺

Sub! Tanjiro x Bully! Gn! Reader

CW: mean/bully! reader, sadist reader?, reader likes watching tanjiro in pain so yeah, fingers in mouth, knee pressing/knee humping, heavy degradation, pinning tanjiro to a wall, jawing gripping, praise at the end, sobbing/begging/pleading (yknow, the usual)

A/N: got me in shambles. ashi girly u may not be into this one...made this a little too self indulgent and ik u aren't too much of a hard dom. sadistic side came out so um poor tanjiro. my poor baby. also this is kinda rushed so oops (wow another poorly made content by mello! not suprised!)

"they hurttt," he complains to inosuke the second time today. he had gotten his braces tightened yesterday, and they have been throbbing for the past day. his hands reach in his mouth to touch them, whining when another flash of pain hits him.

you happen to overhear him, raising your eyebrows at the complaint and planning what to do next.

not even thirty minutes later you have him pinned him to a wall, snickering at his wide eyes. "O-Oh....Y/N. Whats--Whats up?" he asks, trying to ignore your malicious gaze. His stares at the ground, playing with his hands awkwardly.

your hand grips his jaw and he flinches when you force him to look at you. "ah metal mouth, heard you got them tightened. wanna see them," you coo, rubbing your thumb across his lips while he whimpers.

he knows what's bound to come. you always do these sort of things.

"noooo. please, t-they hurt!" he whines, shutting his eyes when he feels the tip of your finger touching the sensitive bracket.

"relax, ill be gentle. open your mouth." you know he doesn't want to obey, his eyes glance up at your nervously and pleading.

but, he listens. he hesitantly opens up his pink lips for your awaiting fingers. one hand grips his jaw, forcing him to look at you, and the other prods your pointer and middle finger into his mouth.

you slide your finger over the first bracket, and he jumps backward, hitting his head on the wall behind him. you ignore it, and push your fingers to the back of his mouth.

tears leak from his eyes, as they often do when you are around, and he sniffles. you use your pointer to gently tap on the molar, and he whimpers. "gentle! it hwurts!!"

"shhh stop whining. I know, I know," you mumble, and by accident begin to trail your eyes downward. you grin when you see the bulge in his pants, and you begin to laugh.

his eyes squeeze shut at the sound, knowing that you found out. he trembles before you, and his face is hot in embarrassment. "you're pathetic tanjiro. getting hard from me putting my fingers in your mouth."

he whines at the words, and more tears begin to stream down his face, and onto the ground. you push him further into the wall, and his hands wrap around your wrist in a plea. but you ignore it, and instead press your knee into his cock.

his eyes snap open at the feeling, his gaze trailing to your leg. a huffed breath comes out of him, and you run your finger over another bracket. his eyes snap toward you in an instant, in both fear and embarrassment.

"I thought "it hwurts!"." you mimic and he cringes at his own words. "are you that disgusting that you are getting off to your own pain? or is the thought of my fingers in your mouth making you so desperate?"

he tries to shake his head, but the knee rubbing onto him is making him dizzy. his ears are burning up, and he has begun to hiccup from his cries.

and then he begins to grind himself onto your knee. its shaky with his trembles, and he scrunches his eyes shut to help ease the embarrassment. you laugh again, and the sound seems to spurr him on. "look how wet you are. you're like a bitch in heat, humping me like that."

you press your fingers deeper, and he gags, drool dripping down his chin. his eyes flutter open, watery and pleading. "'m not!" he sobs, and you grin at him.

his movements become frantic, the grinding harder and faster. his pants begin to darker and his tongue laps at your fingers. "yes you are. so desperate, its sickening. are you going to cum in your pants?"

he tries to shake his head again in embarrassment. but he knows that you're right. hes going to cum in his pants because you. his bully.

your fingers continue to press down on the teeth and he tries to wither himself away from you, but it fails considering how close the two of you are together. "admit it tanjiro, you're pathetic."

"no!" he hiccups.

a squeeze to the jaw. he cringes, letting out a high pitched whine. "say it."

you glare at him, and he trembles under it. you press your knee harder and he grips onto your shirt. he babbles something into your fingers, and frown. feeling nice, you remove them from his mouth, and relax your hold on his jaw.

he heaves, his head falling on your shoulder with the newfound air. you begin to let out another teasing remark, when he cuts you off. "Im pathetic! Im so pathetic! let me cum. pleaseeee" he babbles, his body raking with sobs.

your eyes light up at the noise, and you grip his hair, pulling him backward. the two of you make eye contact and you smile at him. him with a fucked out expression, and you with a teasing grin. "good job! my good pathetic boy. cmon, you can cum."

his eyes widen at the words, and his orgasm seems to hit him like a train. his head hits the wall and he keens, quick shaky breathes escaping his lips. his fingers grip onto you, while his whole body trembles in front of you.

you chuckle through it all, watching his pants darken and the liquid begin to seep through and onto your leg.

when he comes back from his high he stares at you. long and hard, while trying to catch his breathe.

you pull away from him with a grin, "I'll see you around metal mouth."

he doesn't say anything, just continues to stare with burning cheeks, replaying the two words you told him. "Good job."

and so tanjiro found something that turns him on even more. when you praise him.

[larz-barz]

Title: “Hard day at work?”

Prompt: You have a hard day at work and Tanjiro comforts you.

Summary: After a hard day at work, you just wanna be comforted. Thankfully, your husband knows just how to do that:)

Genre: Fluff and comfort

Warning(s): Just tooth rottingly sweet fluff!^^

A/n: You and Tanjiro are aged up in this btw!:) Modern au!:)

You just got done with yet another hard day at work. You go into yours and Tanjiro’s shared apartment and see him eagerly waiting for you. He smiles and jumps from the couch when he sees you. He gives you a tight squeeze and peppers your face in light kisses. He notices that you aren’t giggling at his affection like you usually do and he frowns, worry evident in his eyes. “Honey, are you ok?” Your husband asks worriedly. You nod but he isn’t totally convinced. “Hard day at work?” He asks once more and you sigh then nod. “Would watching a movie and some cuddles help you feel better?” You nod again with a small smile. He puts an arm around your shoulders and walks you to the couch. He goes to get your favorite snacks and the softest blanket he can find. He comes back into the living room, arms full. “Do you need some help Tanji?” You ask and he immediately shakes his head. “I got it, don’t you worry (Y/N)!” He puts a bowl of popcorn on the nearby table and a few bags of M&Ms beside it (am I the only one who loves putting M&Ms into popcorn??).

Tanjiro sits down on the couch right beside you and cuddles close to you. He drapes the blanket over the 2 of you then grabs the remote. He hands it to you so you can put on whatever movie you want. You end up putting on the new Mario movie (just pretend it’s already on streaming services for the sake of this fic).

By the time the movie is over, you and Tanjiro have laughed so much that you nearly forgot why you were upset in the first place. You kissed Tanjiro on the cheek and he blushed. “I love that you can still make me blush even though we’ve been together for so long..” He said as he leaned in to kiss your lips. You smiled into the kiss then went in deeper. The 2 of you parted from the passionate and loving kiss. “I love you, Tanjiro.” The burgundy haired man sitting with you smiled lovingly. “I love you too, (Y/N).”

A/n: This one is quite a bit shorter than my other stories but it’s late where I live and I wanted to get this out as quickly as I could! I hope you like it!

@cherryblossomsenpai hope this makes you feel better!!❤️

If you have a request go here!

[sanemistar]

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 mini love rival

contains ★ dad!tanjiro x fem!reader, fluff, established relationship (married with an unnamed son), 0.5k+ wc. ﾉ requested for my milestone event.

event m.list ★ kny m.list

you’re sat on the soft bed in your shared bedroom with tanjiro. you’ve got your sleepy son, who’s a carbon copy of your husband, an exact mini version of him, in your lap. you look at him and you’re reminded once again of your husband. you hug your son while placing loving kisses on his cheek. you chuckle when a string of drool dribbles from the corner of his tiny lips onto your shirt, and a soft smile decorates your face as you look at his peaceful sleeping face.

just then, you hear the sound of jingling keys coming from the front door, which signals the return of your beloved husband.

he gives your forehead a tender kiss as he lays on the bed next to you, his calloused hand rests on your back and begins gently tracing every inch of it. however, you don’t give much of a reaction, your attention is still on your little one. which hurts him a little, you used to immediately turn around and shower him with kisses whenever he touched you.

he doesn't give up though and tries again, this time he gets behind you, both his hands are firmly locked on your waist, hugging you tightly against his chest as he softly nibbles on the crook of your neck, and the most reaction you give is a soft hum.

and it instantly puts him in quite a sulky mood, announcing his defeat.

“i guess i’d just earned myself a mini love rival.” he mumbles against your ear, still sulky over you ignoring him earlier. “i think you’re being stolen away from me.”

you gently place your son on the side, careful not to wake him up from his deep slumber. and finally look at tanjiro, who has a pout on his face. you cup his cheeks in your hands and place a soft peck on his lips.

“jiro, don’t tell me.. are you jealous?” you give his cheeks a squish as you tease him.

“m-maybe.” you watch your husband’s face gradually reddens as he replies shyly, and you laugh at his honesty which you find adorable.

he leaves you momentarily and holds his son, who’s still sleeping so soundly, in his arms.

“don’t think about stealing her from me.” in a quiet tone, tanjiro playfully warns his little one, and you chuckle at how cute and childish your husband is at that moment.

“he’s your son.” you giggle and wrap your arms around his neck, your eyes meet his wide, dark red ones.

“but you, you’ll always be my first love.” you whisper to him ever so sweetly. and it's true, sure you now have another little one to love. but to you, tanjiro will always be the first man you've ever loved and given your heart to.

he smiles at you affectionately as he softly brushes his nose against yours.

being married to tanjiro means you don’t have only one baby, but two. and you have no complaints about it, really. in fact, you wouldn't want it any other way.

𝜗𝜚 taglist: @sylusdoll @itoshivy @hanaeriin @spkyssn @stunies @17020 @kalsplace

[everlastingleuthymia]

When you be rewatching mugen train arc for Kyojuro but didn't expect this

[xxlady-lunaxx]

sanemi had always memorized his siblings’ birthdays. he knew them by heart, and, every year, did what little he could manage when the days came. for the most part, he found time to bring something to their graves, sitting properly in front of them and laying the things he brought down. but now the year had started again and genya’s birthday made its yearly appearance—right around the beginning of january. he wasn’t dead (thank god), and sanemi couldn’t bring himself to actually celebrate, not in front of genya. so the most he could force himself to do was somehow sneak some money into genya’s pocket when he was sleeping or something along those lines. but the thing was—for some time now, genya had been staying at gyomei’s house. sanemi couldn’t exactly sneak into there without gyomei catching him. also, genya had a bunch of friends now, and they were crowding him today, having heard from gyomei that it was genya’s birthday. therefore: sanemi was stuck.

it took some time, but sanemi managed to squeeze in a quick sparring session with gyomei between his missions, and the two fought as the children chattered happily inside the stone estate. after they finished, sanemi, who had gladly taken advantage of gyomei’s lack of vision, took out the parcel containing genya’s gift. it was just food—ohagi and some matcha tea—so that sanemi could subtly place it somewhere where genya would find it, and it would pass off as a gift from literally anyone. the only trouble he had was writing. he’d had to make sure genya knew it was for him, so he ended up searching for someone who didn’t know him to tell him how to write happy birthday. after he’d successfully scrawled down the characters (who cared how messily they were written?), he stuck it in one of the folds of the wrapped package and brought it with him on his way to the training grounds.

accepting gyomei’s suggestion to get water, after they’d finished training, sanemi slipped inside, scouring the halls for somewhere he could put the gift. for now, he tucked it under his arm, going to get himself some much needed water. as he passed the room with genya and the others, he found the door slightly ajar. peeking through, he squinted, gazing at the clutter of their joy.

likely hearing him, zenitsu, the louder, blond one, turned to the door in question. a bit tired out from the sparring and not necessarily caring if they saw him (since they likely knew he’d been training with gyomei), sanemi allowed himself to be spotted. surprised, zenitsu’s eyes widened and he stiffened. these drew immediate interest to the door, and someone—tanjiro, the bastard—slid it all the way open. sanemi managed to hide the package behind his back as he narrowed his eyes in a glare inclusive to everyone. the group seemed confused, and mildly perturbed by his presence.

“is everything alright, shinazugawa-san?” tanjiro asked curiously, tilting his head.

sanemi grunted, gaze sweeping briefly to genya, who looked increasingly nervous. “sure,” he huffed. “you guys were making so much fucking noise, i’m surprised himejima let you stay.”

“i’m sorry, shinazugawa-san,” kanao murmured, bowing slightly. she had remnants of a sincere smile from earlier left on her expression, and sanemi momentarily noted that, remembering how little she used to express herself. then he wondered what she was doing here, given genya’s inability to be near anyone female for long—before noticing the conspicuous way genya was positioned on the opposite side of the room as her.

“just be quiet,” sanemi allowed, finally. “it’s irritating.”

genya nodded quickly, and the others followed suit. “sorry, aniki,” he mumbled. “we’ll be quieter.”

he seemed to think sanemi didn’t know what they were doing. but, either way, sanemi left the room, shutting the door behind him. his hands were empty now, as he sought out water, and he smiled to himself, much satisfied. he’d managed to slip the gift beside the ones the others had brought, with the minor distraction they’d provided.

gyomei found him, a couple minutes later, and got himself some water.

“you’re leaving now?” gyomei confirmed, and sanemi nodded.

“yep. nice training with you.”

after all, he’d done what he’d set out to—and had gotten some beneficial training in the process. so he sent gyomei a smile he couldn’t see and headed home.

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as genya opened his presents, the others having had to return to their training, his eyes caught on one in brown wrapping. it was more hastily done than the rest, and he wondered if inosuke had, in fact, given him something. picking it up, he gently tugged out a paper that had been tucked in. written with clumsy lettering were the words “happy birthday.” he was doubtful inosuke had gone and bothered to learn how to write just for his birthday, but he couldn’t think of anyone else who would’ve written like that. the others had pretty good handwriting, if not drawings (cough, tanjiro and the card he’d drawn).

opening the gift, he found ohagi and matcha, all tucked neatly inside. his suspicions of it being from inosuke immediately evaporated and his mind strayed back to when sanemi had interrupted them earlier. a large smile on his face, he bit into one of the mochi balls, his spirits rising where they were already high.

sanemi was truly the best aniki in the world.

[unpopularwriter25]

A Gentle Wind

Summary: After the battle, the group arrives at the Butterfly Mansion for much-needed rest and recovery. When Sanemi's abrasive nature sparks a confrontation, the reader steps in to defend her friends. Her fiery spirit leaves the Wind Hashira stunned and unexpectedly smitten.

Warnings: None

The soft rustling of leaves in the Butterfly Mansion garden was a gentle contrast to the tension that crackled in the air. Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke had just arrived, weary and battered, seeking solace and healing. However, the atmosphere shifted as Sanemi Shinazugawa, the Wind Hashira, made his presence known with his usual bluntness.

"You three idiots better not mess things up here," Sanemi barked, his tone as sharp as his blade. "You're lucky to even be alive."

Inosuke bristled, fists clenching, but before he could respond, you stepped forward, your eyes blazing with determination. "That’s enough, Sanemi," you snapped, standing protectively in front of your friends. "They’ve been through enough without you berating them."

Sanemi's eyes narrowed, a storm brewing within them. "And who are you to lecture me? Do you know who you're talking to?"

"Yes, I do," you replied firmly. "I’m talking to someone who should know better than to kick people when they’re down. They’ve fought hard and deserve respect, not ridicule."

Sanemi's lip curled in a sneer. "Respect? From me? They're a bunch of reckless brats who need to learn their place."

"Reckless?" you shot back, stepping closer, undeterred by his intimidating presence. "They’re brave. They’ve risked their lives to protect others. If that’s what you call reckless, then maybe you need to rethink what it means to be a Demon Slayer."

Tanjiro placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, trying to calm you. "It's okay, [Y/N], we don’t want to cause any trouble."

You shrugged his hand off, not breaking eye contact with Sanemi. "No, Tanjiro. Someone needs to stand up to him. You’ve all done nothing but give your best, and you deserve better than this."

Sanemi's eyes flickered with surprise and something else—was it admiration? "You’ve got a lot of nerve talking to me like that," he muttered, his voice low.

"And you’ve got a lot of nerve treating people like they’re beneath you," you retorted. "Being a Hashira doesn’t give you the right to be a bully."

Zenitsu, hiding behind Inosuke, peeked out and added nervously, "She’s right, you know. We’re all on the same side."

Inosuke, ever the blunt one, huffed. "Yeah, what she said! Back off, Wind Guy!"

Sanemi's gaze softened just a fraction, but his voice remained gruff. "You think you’re something special, don’t you? Protecting them like this?"

"Yes, I do," you said, lifting your chin defiantly. "Because they are special. And if you can’t see that, then maybe you’re not as strong as you think you are."

A tense silence settled over the garden. The colorful butterflies fluttered around, oblivious to the conflict, while the sweet scent of blooming flowers filled the air. Your friends watched with wide eyes, clearly impressed by your courage.

"You've got guts," Sanemi muttered, a flicker of something softer passing through his harsh demeanor.

"I’m just protecting my friends," you said, turning on your heel with a huff. "Maybe you should try it sometime." With that, you marched back into the mansion, leaving a stunned Sanemi in your wake.

Sanemi stood rooted to the spot, the words replaying in his mind. The fire in your eyes, the unwavering strength in your voice—it was unlike anything he’d ever encountered. He watched as you disappeared into the mansion, his heart pounding in a way it never had before.

For the first time, the fierce Wind Hashira felt something other than anger and duty. He felt admiration, respect, and something he could hardly name. But as he stood there, surrounded by the serene beauty of the Butterfly Mansion, Sanemi was sure of one thing.

He was in love.

[ilydeku]

lie close | tanjiro x reader

"You...you want to what??!!" Exclaimed Tanjiro, his expression endowed with disbelief and an undoubtedly hint of want. You lay comfortably in your futon as he stood firmly, well not so firmly, beside you, rewinding the little request in his head that you've so suddenly wanted for. Tanjiro's not one to object to you or anything you ask of him. That being helping you practice your breathing technique, or caring for any injuries you've sustained; actually, you haven't really asked him for any favors at all. He's always been the one to come forward to you with a heartfelt smile. After all, he loves you deeply, in secrecy. But this time, it was different. You coming forward to him? This was new and profound by the light pink dusting across his cheeks.

The room resided in awkward silence, with small wisps of Zenitsu and Inosuke arguing somewhere around the Butterfly Mansion. Your eyes remained steady with his. Behind them kindled a fire, a sudden boost of confidence caving in. Was it the time of night maybe? Or the fact that you two were alone, the first ones prepared for slumber.

Your heart was beating uncontrollably fast, yet you kept a calm composure before him. Though your tenacity was unwavering, you began to wonder if this was the right move. You've carefully read the signs and ensured there weren't no dents or cracks in your lengthful friendship. The timing better be right.

"You heard me, Tanjiro," you reassured calmly, lightly pressing down the blanket on top of you. "I said I want to..sleep next to you tonight." It was almost embarrassing to convey. There was no other formal or better way to say it; snuggle, cuddle, hold you in my arms? Ughh. You prayed that he wasn't thinking about the other terminology.

"But...I already sleep with you, y/n! We all do! Zenitsu, Inosuke, and I..." He pointed to the three empty futons across the room, "...are all right here! Mine is even right next to yours! I could scoot closer if you'd like-"

"You don't get it, do you?" You sat up and took a deep breath in to prepare for the final blunt. "I want to cuddle with you, Tanjiro! I want to cuddle with you, hold you, feel you. I just want to be close to you, Tanjiro...Will you?...Just for tonight?" He couldn't believe the words that came out of your mouth. His knees gave out and plopped down in front of you. He couldn't contain the joyful smile and excitement inside of him. He was avoiding the thought on purpose, uncertain of what you were expecting. He didn't want to assume anything or something that made you uncomfortable. But now that it was made crystal clear, he lay rest assured.

"It can be tonight, tomorrow, the day after that, and forever if you'd like, y/n."

support me? :)

[nikipuff]

Could I request some Tanjiro looking after a young child after their parents were killed by a demon please?

Of course!! :D

I think I'm going to make this two parts, with this being how he found the child and the other being how he cares for them!

Tanjiro and !Child! Reader

Warnings: Descriptions of gore

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When Tanjiro arrived at the village for his mission, he believed there to be no survivors

Even with his heightened sense of smell, all he could find are the scents of blood and flesh coming from the rotting corpses left by the demon

Most of the houses had been thoroughly searched and destroyed, due to this village being known for its exotic flowers, with Muzan hoping that the blue spider lily would be here

Tanjiro help onto hope that he could find someone, anyone that survived

Then he found you

You, who was hiding in the cold embrace of your mother’s lifeless arms, sobbing quietly as Tanjiro approached

When you caught his gaze, his heart clenched as he looked into your eyes, a mixture of fear, desperation, and a tentative hope deep behind your tears

Your clothes had been ripped in the attack, your face covered with blood and grime from hiding for so long in the pile of corpses. 

That must’ve been why he couldn’t have smelled you earlier- you already had the scent of a corpse- rotting and reeking of death

He approached you carefully, watching as you slowly removed yourself from your mother’s grip

“It’s alright,” he whispered, creeping closer. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

“No . . . no more . . . ?”

“Mhm.” Tanjiro crouched beside you, pulling you into his arms and holding you against his chest.

“No more.”

[boul3vvard]

Bring your child to work day･*.:+

Sanemi AU x GN! Reader DRABBLE!

S/n = sons name

I started writing this story back in nov 2022 I abandoned it and came back to it March 2023 erased the ending and rushed it so sorry if this isn’t up to par I’m just trying to get this out of my drafts lol. Now a few pointers

★ Sanemi is OOC I just think that it would be really cute to picture him in this sorta dynamic.

★I tried to keep it gender neutral as possible this is also my first time writing a gn story so feel free to give me any possible feedback

★also as I always say this isn’t proof read AT ALL!! so there might be a ton of grammatical errors idrc HAPPY READING

There are only 3 characters who are color coded

Y/n sanemi and s/n

“Are you sure you’ll be fine taking him with you I mean he’s only 4, He won’t be too much of a distraction for you?”

y/n said while doing their sons hair making his curls pop out a little more.

“He’ll be fine we’re not doing too much in class today anyways” sanemi sighed as he was getting dressed for work. “You’ll be good for daddy right?” y/n asked s/n while looking at him in the mirror. “MMHM” s/n said happily. Y/n was a little nervous at first about this whole ordeal when sanemi brought it up but all the doubt disappeared when y/n saw how giddy their son was to spend time with sanemi this was also the first time their son is going to be around a bunch of people at once, let alone a bunch of teenagers. how will he react? “he’ll be fine plus I’m there if anything does happen, which nothing will so stop worrying, You act like we’re going to war or something” sanemi chuckled as he patted his partners shoulders. “I know I know I guess I’m just a little worried” they sighed “for nothing, we’re gonna head out inna bit I have to get to work early. where is the little guy so I can put his shoes on?” “IM RIGHT HERE DADDY” his son squealed excitedly “LOOK”. sanemi sighed, a soft smile appearing on his face. “your shoes are on the wrong feet you dork c’mere” Y/n packed everything sanemi needed for Haruto in his book bag so he wouldn’t get bored. “are you all set and ready to go?” sanemi said while picking his son up into his arms. “Have fun you two” y/n waved at the two before they left.

Sanemi got to class 1 hour early so he could prepare his classroom for the day. students started rolling in and filling in their seats, two of his students ran into his classroom one slapping the other repeatedly. “INOSUKE STOP HITTING TANJIRO FOR THE LAST TIME I WILL NOT REPEAT MYSELF” Inosuke gruffed as he plopped into his desk. “hey sir, who is that child sitting in your chair? if you don’t mind me asking” Tanjiro asked pointing to the child as his classmates started to quiet down since they all wanted an explanation. “He’s my son. I decided to bring him in with me today he won’t be too much of a distraction” sanemi said as he started gathering all of the papers on his desk into a neat pile. The class all became strangely quiet so he looked up to see what was wrong “yes?” He said as he quirked his eyebrow. “YOU HAVE A CHILD??” they all yelled in Unison. “FORGET ABOUT THE CHILD YOU’RE MARRIED??” Zenitsu yelled freaking out. “Is that a problem?” sanemi started to get angry. “I just feel bad for the sorry sack who decided to tie the knot with you” Inosuke said bluntly. Sanemi threw an eraser at the boys forehead. “Before we get started on today’s plan how about I let him introduce himself to you all” just before the boy was about to speak everyone zoomed in on him making him feel so small, he hid behind his daddies leg. “it’s okay remember how we practiced in the car do it exactly like that okay don’t be shy” sanemi said as he pushed him up front, everyone weirded out about how soft he got for a sec-. “h-hello my name is s/n and I’m 4 years old” he showed everyone on his fingers. All of the girls in the classroom started cooing at the young boy. “AWWW HES SO CUTE” they shouted. “thank you” s/n said blushing at his shoes, he ran back to his dad and hugged him. “You did good, now go sit down for a little bit alright daddy has to do his job okay” “okay” s/n said shyly as he ran back to sanemi’s seat.

The rest of the day went smoothly as s/n opened up throughout the day and became more talkative. During passing periods Haruto would run to the other teachers classrooms to greet them. He ran up to the first classroom and walked in. “Uhhhh mr Iguro Theres a Child standing in the door way” one of his students said confused. Iguro was about to tell the child off before he raised his eyebrows in confusion. “s/n?? What are you doing here?” “I’m with daddy today he let me come to work with him today” he basically shouted happily “I see, well im in the middle of teaching right now how about you come back later okay? “Okay see you later” on his way back to his fathers class he stopped by Uzui’s class, they were all circled around a bowl of fruit quietly drawing it on their own. “I LOVE DRAWING CAN I DRAW TOO?!” The entire class was startled by the broken silence. “s/n??, What are you doing here kid? And what a flashy way of entering a room” Tengen said smiling at the kid ear to ear “I’m here with daddy” “of course you are but where is he? “In his classroom” “well I’m kinda in the middle of a class kiddo so how about you run back to your father and I’ll catch up with you later, how does that sound” “OKAY BYE BYE” just as he was about to run off again sanemi scooped him up “there ya are punk, you can’t go running off like that especially not at my job,what if principle Ubuyashiki caught you before I did huh?” “Sorry daddy I went to go see uncle Oguro” “let’s go eat lunch y/n packed you something delicious” sanemi said “YAYYYY”.

overall he enjoyed being at work with his father and seeing what he did daily. Some of the kids would chat with him which he loved of course and even colored with him. The class fell in love with him very much only knowing him for such a short while. I liked today Do you think I can come to work with you tomorrow daddy?” “Of course you can.” Now let’s go home I’m sure y/n can’t wait to hear all about your day today”

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[chiharuhashibira]

I AM SO EXCITED, I HAD THIS IDEA WHEN I WATCHED A SHORT ON YOUTUBE!! So you know the prank of not saying "I love you" back to your lover? How about S/o was challenged to do that prank for 24 hours by their friends, but because S/o loves their lover so much, they instead kiss their lover very passionately or say I adore you (or both, hehe) to them instead!! That way, S/o can still show and say their love for their lover, but not fail the challenge at the same time!! I mean, if they win their friends would pay for everything they want for the whole day! Also, S/o's lover is either very flustered and/or stunned during the whole moment. Maybe getting a little spicy? But nothing too much! Request for Tanjiro Kamado! And/Or anyone else you want to write with this! - 🌓Anon

Got this request back in Sept 1 hahaha but yeah, due to lotsa things, I will do it now! 💓

But I want it to be drabbles about the Kamaboko squad hihihi

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆

𝐀𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐔𝐩 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐨, 𝐙𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐚, & 𝐈𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐗 𝐆𝐍 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Content Warnings: Full of Fluff ^^

🌸𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐨🌸

"Y/N, don't you really want to say you love me?"

"Eh, Tanjiro, we need to win this dare."

Tanjiro sighed and laid his back on the engawa. He stared at the sky, but then you blocked his sight when you suddenly kissed him on the lips. He sat up with his eyes widening. He can't believe that you just smooched him there.

"Y/N..."

"I can't say that word, but I guess I can still be sweet with you."

You gave him a smile, which eventually made him blush. He suddenly went near your face, with your noses almost touching. It was your turn to blush hard as Tanjiro cupped your chin and caressed your cheek with his tongue.

"I think that'll be good enough for today." He whispered and finally locked your lips in a heated kiss, which eventually led you to bite his lower lip.

Tanjiro pulled out of the kiss and stared into your eyes. He gave you a childish grin and pinched your cheek. "No biting for you. Let's just continue that tomorrow when the dare ends."

"Continue what?" You said, blushing harder. Tanjiro planted a quick kiss on your lips before lying back down.

"You know what I mean. I love you, Y/N."

You embraced Tanjiro tightly, making sure that even if you can't tell him that you love him, he will feel it.

🌸𝐙𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐚🌸

"Don't you love me anymore? Y/N, answer me!"

"I do! But you know I need to win this dare Zenitsu."

"But 24 hours is so long! I want to hear you tell me that you love me now."

"What if... I just do this?"

You pinned Zenitsu down on the futon, which eventually shut him up. "What are you doing?" He asked, but you didn't answer through words. You straddled over your blonde boyfriend and kissed him passionately on the lips.

He eagerly kissed back, squeezing your bum, which made you giggle. "You're so impatient, Zenitsu." You teased, which made him blush harder than he is now.

You caressed his face and laid down beside him, making sure that you were cuddling him. Apparently, Zenitsu loves to be the small spoon.

"I love you, Y/N... Kiss me again, please."

"Mmm, yes, Zenitsu. I will."

You couldn't resist the puppy's look in his eyes, so you leaned in again and kissed him on the lips. His hands worked on your body as your lips were locked together. You felt your cheeks getting hotter with the next words that came out of his mouth.

"You can't say you love me today, but I guess we can do it."

You nodded, and that immediately made him smirk and pin you down on the futon. And the rest is history.

🌸𝐈𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐚🌸

"Either tell me you love me right now, or I'll force you to do it the hard way."

"I can't, Inosuke. If I do that, we'll lose! I know you hate losing, right?"

Inosuke rolled his eyes. The ticking of the clock makes him more impatient, but then, yes, he doesn't want to lose. So then he just sat up from the futon and crossed his arms, acting mad at you.

That made you sigh, and so you went on his back and slowly massaged his shoulders, which immediately made him relax. "It's only eight more hours before the dare ends... If you'll wait longer, I might reward you with something more than those three words."

You suggested it, which made Inosuke blush as he turned to look at you. You stared at his shining green eyes and kissed him on the lip. The man didn't protest; instead, he pulled you closer and went on top of you.

"Kiss me again." He said this as he stared intensely into your eyes. In times like this, you can't help but adore Inosuke so much. "I lo—"

"Nope! We'll lose if you say that! Just kiss me again."

He said that, stopping you from saying those three words. But then, yes, you finally kissed Inosuke, which made him smile as you both pulled out. Inosuke laid down beside you and hugged you.

"I'll make you say you love me a hundred times tomorrow, Y/N."

You blushed and buried your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his manly scent. "I know you will, and I can't wait for it."

𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕!

Thank you so muuuuch!!

I know these days, I am slow to upload but I am still here~

See you on my next story 🌸

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

[tired-writer-in-progress]

Kny Drabble

Sabito and Makomo didn't have any smell. It was one of the few things Tanjiro noticed when he first met them.

Nezuko smelled like the flowers their mother used to take from the secluded spot and like fruits. It was a sweet and gentle smell Tanjiro grew used to.

He hated when she smelled like blood when she first turned into a demon.

Urokodaki smelled like water, which made sense if you think about it because he was the former Water Hashira and now a Water Breathing cultivator, and like metal.

Sometimes, he can smell the sadness in the man.

Tomioka-san, who he had met so briefly. He smelled like water, too. But he also smelled like salmon, and blood. Blood, from killing demons.

He can't smell much of it, but he knows he's grieving.

Sabito and Makomo, on the other hand? They didn't smell like anything. He couldn't smell anything from them at all. And he's not sure how to bring it up to them.

[everlastingleuthymia]

TANJIRO WHATS THIS BEHAVIOR?! IS THIS THE BITE OF 87?!

[xxlady-lunaxx]

little moments like tanjiro making rice or tanjiro warming the bath water or tanjiro smiling made genya pause and just. breathe. thinking: this is my boyfriend. tanjiro is my boyfriend. and it didn’t even matter what kind of shit they’d gotten themselves into in those moments, because genya’s so unapologetically in love with tanjiro and he’s so fucking happy that tanjiro likes him back. loves him back. and genya is so fucking happy.

[unpopularwriter25]

Restful Journey

Summary: After a long and exhausting mission, Y/N and Rengoku embark on a train ride back to the Butterfly Mansion. Amidst Rengoku's lively conversation, Y/N's exhaustion takes over, leading to a tender moment of quiet companionship.

Warnings: None

The train rattled gently along the tracks, the rhythmic clatter creating a soothing backdrop to the twilight outside. The mission had been grueling, and both you and Rengoku were ready for a well-deserved rest. The interior of the train was dimly lit, casting a warm glow on the wooden seats and softly vibrating windows.

Rengoku, ever the energetic Hashira, was recounting the day's events with his usual enthusiasm, his voice a comforting presence in the otherwise quiet carriage.

"And then, with one final strike, we—" he paused, suddenly aware of the weight against his shoulder. He glanced down to find you, eyes closed, head resting gently on him. A soft, contented sigh escaped your lips as you settled into sleep.

A fond smile spread across Rengoku's face. He shifted slightly, careful not to disturb you, and adjusted his haori to drape over you, providing a makeshift blanket against the cool night air.

"You must have been so tired," he murmured softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Rest well, Y/N. You've earned it."

The train continued its journey, the stars beginning to twinkle outside the window. Rengoku's gaze softened as he looked at you, peaceful and serene in your sleep. The mission had been tough, but moments like these made it all worthwhile.

He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from your face, his touch light and tender. "I promise to always protect you, no matter what," he whispered, his heart swelling with affection. "Sleep tight."

As the train carried you both closer to the Butterfly Mansion, the steady rhythm of the tracks and Rengoku's quiet presence provided a cocoon of safety and warmth. In that moment, surrounded by the tranquil scenery and the gentle hum of the train, there was a profound sense of peace and connection.

Rengoku leaned his head back against the seat, closing his eyes but staying awake, just to be there for you. His hand remained lightly on your shoulder, a silent guardian as you drifted deeper into a restful slumber.

[tickly-trashcan]

Win {Tanjiro and Inosuke}

“Hah! I won, Kamaboko!” Inosuke cheered, jumping up from the table and doing a celebratory dance.

Tanjiro laughed pleasantly, nodding his head. “Indeed, you did! I shouldn’t have underestimated your arm-wrestling abilities.”

Inosuke turned around from his dance. Tanjiro could only imagine he was narrowing his eyes at him in displeasure, but all he saw was a boar head staring at him.

“You underestimated me? Me?! You’re foolish to underestimate me!!”

Tanjiro laughed softly. “Ah yes, please forgive me.”

Inosuke leaned into Tanjiro’s personal bubble. “Are you mocking me?”

Tanjiro shook his head, sensing he should not have laughed at Inosuke, even if it was not out of malice. “Eh? No! Why would I mock you?”

Inosuke crossed his arms and stood again, towering over the seated Tanjiro. “You were foolish to underestimate me, and more foolish still to laugh in my face!”

“I wasn’t laughing at you, Inosuke!” Tanjiro chuckled nervously. Inosuke glared down at him.

“You’re still laughing.”

“I can’t help it!” Tanjiro said, anxious giggles beginning to spill from his lips. Inosuke had enough and finally pounced on Tanjiro, making him yelp before dissolving into more giggles. These ones were not from nervousness, however, but rather from the fact that Inosuke had latched onto Tanjiro’s hips and was squeezing them with tickly intent.

“Inohohosuke!! Nohoho, wait– Don’t tickle mehehehe!!”

“You laughed in my face after I claimed a victory! It’s only fitting that you suffer from more laughter, since you seem to enjoy it so much!”

“I wahahahasn’t laughing at yohohou! I was nehehervous!!” Tanjiro squealed when Inosuke found his tummy, pinching and prodding at it with deviously fast fingers.

“Inosuke!! Stahahahap! Plehehehease, it tickles!”

Inosuke only grumbled, but he eventually let up. He did not let go of Tanjiro’s hips, holding onto them while he caught his breath. “Why were you nervous?”

“I-I thought I had upset you. I didn’t mean to make you feel like I was making fun of you,” Tanjiro said softly. He went to move Inosuke’s hands away from his hips, which prompted Inosuke to pull his hands away.

“You still think I’m the best arm-wrestler?”

Tanjiro shrugged. “You’re better than me! You should go against Rengoku next and then we’ll determine whether or not you’re the best.”

Inosuke nodded proudly. “I’ll beat him too!”

[nishipostitz]

theyre the type of guy to see any hate comments about you, and will retort each one. not a day in your life with him will you be bothered and saddened by a mere social media comment. bc you wont even see them with the way he scans yours and his feed to delete and get rid of those comments. he stays up late to report and block all the haters. if the hate continues on mainstream media, he will do something about it bc nothing will hurt you. he will protect you and make sure you can only think about puppies and ice cream. he wants your life with him to be smooth sailing and that no outside factors can effect your relationship. he is the man that will fight to death to protect and shield you away from the bad.

kenma, gojo, get, kento, kageyama, sugawara, atsushi, ranpo, daichi (hehe lil officer), megumi, yuuji, sanemi, kamaboko squad, obanai (haters are gonna rly get it), atsumu, TENGENNNNNN

i wanna put light down so bad(hes my bbg im sry) but ik hes the one writing the hate comments - not refuting them.