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[tonycries]

R U Mine?

Synopsis. Does he really count as an éx if he’s fúcking you this good?

Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, éxes, mating press, they’re REALLY down bad, jealousy (Nanami’s, Sukuna’s), bréeding, marathon séx, recording (Sukuna’s), creampíe, cúmplay, pússytalking, possessíve boys, oraI (fem receiving), thígh ríding, fíngering, proposals, HEINOUS things, pet names, swearing.

Word count. 5.2k

A/N. I love men groveling hehe. Hope y’all have a great week!

♡ TOJI FUSHIGURO - 1 week

Oh, it’s around the fourth orgasm when Toji can’t think - can’t even breathe.

Can’t do anything but spit out little profanities into your swollen lips while he rams his messy cock deeper into your sloppy entrance. Body moving before his mind to savor the sweet sweet cunt that’s been plaguing his mind all week.

Again. And again. And again and again and-

“A week.” you hear that familiar mantra from behind you, whirling your teary eyes to stare over your shoulder at your utterly wrecked ex-husband. Gaze glassy, cheeks flushed, lips sagging open as he pants, “A whole week, n’ you’re sure she didn’t m-miss me, doll? Didn’t crave me fillin’ her up?” 

And Toji takes your pitiful little whine as enough of an answer, reaching down below to thumb apart your folds greedily - all puffy and sensitive where he swipes at the seed trickling down your poor, overfilled slit. “Or do I just hafta prove it to ya?”

So mean with the way he’s shoving each and every thick spurt of his cum back inside your gummy walls. Sloppier. Languid, as the exhaustion sets in - and honestly, Toji doesn’t even know if he can cum again despite the long, calculated strokes into your snug cunt. 

But he has to, even if it fucking kills him. 

Moaning messily, your knees weaken at his renewed vigor, “T-Toji I-��� Laying your body limply over the lewd little pool of cum below you, you claw at the damp sheets. “D-didn’t-”

But he doesn’t hear - doesn’t even care when he brings up his shaky fingers -  glossy, and covered in the mess of your juices and his cum - up to your swollen lips. 

“Ah ah-” he tuts, pushing the pads of his thick fingers between them amusedly. Dick swelling up further inside you at the way that smart mouth of yours sucks on the salty taste like such a slut. “These mm- sheets were expensive since ya ngh- threw out all mine, y’know. C’mere, come to your husband.”

And in a split second, two, strong hands are pulling you back up by your forearms. Arching your body back like such a slut, bending you in half against Toji’s sculpted front. And fuck this new angle makes you keen. 

He’s pressing a chaste kiss into your quivering shoulders, “Or- we could just mm fuck- share the same ones again?”

That only makes your hips fuck back against his, messily trying to meet his ruthless tempo - one that has you depending on Toji holding you up like some ragdoll. One that has him pistoning his hips faster, more purposeful, so infuriatingly familiar with the way he glides his aching tip along your ravaged g-spot. 

“Y-you’re too much-” you meet his amused, half-lidded gaze. Letting him lick and kiss at the big fat tears rolling down your cheeks, grazing your lips against that tiny scar of his. “Should’ve ngh- never-”

“No.” a groan bursts from his lips. Fingers tightening - sure leave marks around your arms, using the gravity to bounce your body deeper into his cock. “No no no no- was a- fuuuck stop squeezin’ me s’tight- was a joke, doll. Already waited a week, don’t go takin’ this ah- pussy away from me again.” 

For all his cockiness, Toji sounded worried - so genuinely concerned as he drags his sensitive length along your plushy walls. Tears pricking behind his eyes with each painful squeeze of his twitching balls, smacking your skin with each rough, depraved thrust inside

Scoffing, “Wh-what if I mmpf- do?”

And he’s slamming his hips into you so mean that you could almost feel the overabundance of cum sloshing inside you, claiming you from the inside out. Hips sloppy in a way that told he’s lost whatever sanity he had left.

“Said m’sorry, right? C’mooon-” Dancing an open palm up to press down on your lower stomach, hard. Letting Toji’s cum ooze down his length, pooling at his heavy balls. “She missed me too- look how much she’s ngh- takin’. How much more she wants.”

Toji’s free hand comes up to squish your cheeks together in an embarrassing pout, forcing your head down just enough to look at the heavenly sight below. And what you’re met with has you mewling out his name embarrassingly louder. 

Your poor pussy stuffed to the brim, just bulging with the struggle to take your ex-husband. 

But still trying so needily to milk him as much as possible, clenching and quivering every time his fat head kisses all your sensitive spots. 

And despite all that, you still stupidly lie, “Didn’t- didn’t miss you.”

It’s like he expected that - was waiting for it even, as an excuse to go harder.

“Well then…” a slow, dangerous smirk spreads across Toji’s features - one that definitely didn’t bode well for you. He presses a hot peck against your wobbly lips, cock twitching knowingly against your g-spot. “Guess I’ve gotta f-fill her up again to prove it.”

♡ NANAMI KENTO - 3 weeks

“Look at me.” you hear from above you, two long fingers gently tilting your head up to meet Nanami’s hardened gaze. “Look at who’s fucking you, my love.”

You squirm, thighs trying to clamp around where he was positioned between them. “K-Ken–”

“Yeah, that’s it.” Nanami hushes you gently - the exact opposite of those languid, heavy grinds of his aching cock into your already-stuffed cunt. Shoving you further and further up those silky sheets of his with each smack of his hips, “S’me. I hah- I got you, darling. Finally, I got you.”

It’s been a whole three weeks without your pretty touch, without those sweet sweet moans spilling from your lips. Without you - sprawled out all prettily like this on Nanami’s king-sized bed, being fucked into the mattress by him like you deserve. 

And he’ll be sure to make up for those three weeks.

Nanami pushes away the bouquet of roses he’d gotten you earlier today, throwing your legs over his sculpted shoulders to bend you into such a mean mating press. 

He’s murmuring against the underside of your jaw, “I missed you, my love. Missed my cute cunt.”  Rolling his hips deeper into yours, fat head kissing at your poor g-spot with each little movement. Nosing down the sweet spots on your pulse, “Missed those sweet noises for me. Missed-” Biting down on the crook of your neck, hard. Enough to break skin if Nanami really wanted to. “-this. This one’s for that douche at the club.”

You’re gasping at those neat little indents on your skin, fingers twitching upwards to feel the deep, purposeful mark. Never has Nanami acted this feral. Never has he left embarrassing marks to admire for later. 

“Ken- what-” you whine - but you don’t get very far with that dazed little sentence. 

No, because Nanami’s dragging his lips so searingly across the print, hips stuttering forwards while he kisses away the dredges of pain. Only to turn his head to the other side of your neck and give you a sinful, matching mark on the other side. 

Murmuring into your skin, “That one’s for the hah- cashier that looked at you wrong. N’ this one’s-” Pretty lips sucking a tiny mark right above, “-for the security guard that was too nice to ya.”

Fuck.

No sooner are you actually realizing what is happening, Nanami’s pulling out with a pained grunt - like it killed him to be apart. Even if it was just for all of the two seconds it took for him to flip you onto your stomach like some ragdoll, strong arms supporting your weight. 

And if you were in any better state of mind you’d have questions. Literally anything but those fucked-out little moans he was dragging out of you, rock-hard cock molding your walls to him with each mean, possessive stroke. 

“This one-” Nanami kisses up your curved spine, biceps bulging as he wraps them around your middle. Biting down on the small of your back, “-s’for Higurama a-asking for your ngh- number.” Onto your shoulder, tough. Meaner than the rest, in fact, “N’ this one’s for Gojo.”

Fuck, and he won’t stop - can’t. Leaving you utterly wrecked like you’d been thrown to the wolves. But no, it’s just Nanami Kento.

“Nghh- Ken.” you blabber when he doesn’t ease up on colliding his thick tip against your g-spot. And as if that wasn’t enough, he’s snaking down a hand to draw tight, urgent little circles on your clit. “But m’yours! N-no need to be so…”

A low chuckle sounds in your ear, “What, my love?” And Nanami pistons his hips even harder, bouncing you onto the fresh mattress. “Mean? Jealous? Possessive?” 

Each little description is rattled off with a harsh pattern on your clit, sending white-hot pleasure down your poor, marked-up body - all the way down to your stuffed pussy. Bulging and stuttering with each harsh thrust.

You turn your head around to meet an uncharacteristically disheveled Nanami, familiar blue button-up pulled open, stray strands of blond sticking to his forehead, that furrow in his brow softening at the sight of your fucked-out expression. 

Through those hard, taxing rams of his hips against yours, Nanami manages to whisper out a ragged, “You’re jus’ too perfect, my girl. Too irresistible.” Hot tongue licking all over those bruises he so proudly made, “Can’t help but ngh- wan’ you for myself. Want to write my name on you.” 

“W-write your- hngh- Didn’t think you’d be so-” You’re cut off by Nanami’s fingers moving sloppier - faster. Those messy little circles forming- oh. Fuck. 

Your eyes widen, blinking up tearily at Nanami’s loving grin that told you he knew what he was doing. Fingers deftly rolling against your sensitive nub to draw out a persistent little K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T

“This one…” He trails off, pulling your back flush against the ridges and curves of his toned front. So tight it almost hurt. Making it easy to dip his head down and suck on your syrupy addictive lips, “This one’s all f’me.”

♡ GETO SUGURU - 1 month

It’d been a nice, long month without any noise complaints from your neighbors. A month of being left with nothing but the thought of you and whatever disappointing rebound sex you’d been having to make up for it. 

And to Geto Suguru, that was a month too long. 

Which is why he was currently snaking your shaky legs to lock around his neck, hot breath ghosting over your soaked panties as he hums. “Oh how I missed this view.”

You let out an embarrassed whine, cheeks burning at the way that Geto’s hooded eyes were just devouring the sight of your dripping wet cunt. Greedily pulling aside the flimsy fabric to eye the way your pretty pussy was glistening and winking up needily at him. 

“Did anyone else treat you like ya deserve?”

“Wha- oh!”

Geto doesn’t waste any time, flattening his hot tongue to drag it along your sloppy slit - too impatient, too starved to go without a taste any longer. Hell, he already waited a month for this. And he wasn’t going to wait any longer. “Mmm-” Dewy eyes rolling to the back of his head, “Even sweeter than I remembered, gorgeous.”

Diving in so deep between your legs that his nose was pressing up so sinfully against your throbbing clit, chin grinding against your skin. Like he couldn’t care - would love it - in fact if he could suffocate buried right here in his favorite place. 

“Mmm,” he smacks his lips against your puffy ones, teasingly circling right around the sweet spot of your clit. “Bet the neighbors missed me, huh? Missed the way I had you screamin’ on my mouth?”

You click your tongue, bucking your hips up - partially because you needed Geto to make out with your cunt the way you knew he wanted to, partially because you really needed him to shut up right now. “M-maybe.” you mutter.

Geto’s eyes are widening in mock-surprise, “Maybe?” Hooking a finger underneath that familiar little hair tie on his wrist to easily tie back those long, inky locks. Oh. Fuck. You were so fucked. “‘Maybe’ she says, hah. Well, here’s a little reminder, gorgeous.”

And it’s all you can do to bring a hand up to your mouth, trying not to scream when Geto presses a hot, open-mouthed kiss on your needy pussy. Pretty pink lips wrapping around your sensitive nub to suck - harsh. Peering smugly at you through his long lashes when you thrash and buck closer. 

“Yeah?” Geto slurs into your cunt, one hand pushing down your reckless hips. The other rolling your ravaged clit between two fingers. “Remembered?”

It was true - none of your past hookups have ever been this dizzyingly good. 

Your mouth sags open, letting out a broken whine that makes Geto throw his head back and laugh - laugh. Long tongue darting out again, circling your sloppy entrance, pressing in. “Not yet, I think.”

And oh while you were desperately trying to keep quiet, he was trying his very best to do the exact opposite. 

Tongue bullying past your puffy lips to map out all those sweet spots against your gummy walls, brows furrowing in concentration when he picks up an intense, maddeningly little tempo.

And yet, the only thing ringing in Geto’s ears were those fucking obscene squelches from below. Well, that won’t do. 

“Oh!” you yelp at the feeling of two long fingers pumping past that first ring of muscle. “Ngh- fuck you- Sugu!”

Hitting the bullseye of your g-spot straight on. Making you let out a slutty little ah! ah! ah! as his finger pads drag against every sopping nook and cranny of your plushy walls. “Lemme know how good it feels, gorgeous.”

Unapologetic. Unrelenting, as Geto plays with you on his fingers. On his mouth lapping at your syrupy sweet juices, rolling his tongue so mean against your ravaged clit. Your sloppy entrance. Fuck, even those sensitive areas on your thighs. Anywhere and everywhere that Geto Suguru could reach because shit, it’s been too long. And he’s drunk, so fucking drunk on his girl’s pussy. 

Your eyes snap open, and shit the sight is so pretty that it makes you clamp down sinfully on his fingers. Hair falling out of his sloppy bun, framing Geto’s pretty flushed face. As pink as those lips meshing messily with yours. Eyes dazed, miles away, your slick dripping down his face, down, down, down all the way to the curve of his jaw. 

You manage to let out a disbelieving mutter of, “Y-your girl?” And when that doesn’t rouse Geto, you tug familiarly on his disheveled hair. Having to fucking pull him back to repeat, “Your girl?” 

Fuck, did he say that out loud?

Oh, well - he wasn’t entirely wrong, was he?

And he tells you that - involuntarily, of course, high off your sweet taste and your cute moans. Loud. Movements only speeding up. 

“S’true.” You feel his lips form a fucked-out smile against your pussy, “This pretty pussy is mine, right? S’mine to ruin.” Giving your poor, abused clit a lingering, chaste peck - one that if you didn’t know any better, you’d consider to be apologetic. “Mine to make you scream.”

So it only makes sense that you do when you cum. 

“Hngh- oh my god oh my god, Sugu I’m- m’cumming m’cumming hah-” Your thighs tighten around Geto’s frenzied head, vision blurry while he laps away content at your pussy. Difficult, almost, with the way you were clenching and milking his face. Until your voice was hoarse, “I’m- oh”

Your hips drag along his pretty face, and he eases you into it. “Yeahh, that’s it.” Giving your ass a gentle smack, “Jus’ like that. Let ‘em know. Let everyone know there’s no one that knows this pussy as good as me.” 

“Y-you’re so- ngh”

“Shhh shhh, I know I know, gorgeous. But save your voice-” Geto rock-hard cock twitches needily at the thought of how fucking pissed everyone in this apartment building was about to be. “-cuz you’re about to lose it, soon.”

♡ CHOSO KAMO - 4 days

Choso feels hot - he feels like he’s burning from the inside out when you slide your slutty excuse of your panties to the side. Spreading your legs to flash him a glimpse of your dripping wet cunt, “So do it then, if you’re so sorry.”

And oh was Choso sorry. 

Sorry he couldn’t move faster with the way he was immediately sidling up right next to you, shaky fingers trembling on that belt of his until his red, angry cock springs free. Smearing a lewd streak of precum down his abs.

Sorry he couldn’t even pretend to want this any less when he’s immediately sliding his fat, leaky tip between your pretty folds. Sliding up and down up and down up and-

“Oh.” you jaw falls slack when he presses in, stretching that first, feeble ring of resistance around Choso’s thick tip. Hips stuttering in protest, “Fuck- forgot how- ngh, big you are, Cho.”

“S-sorry-” he gasps into your open mouth, moving in shallow, slow grinds to squeeze inside. Catching your lips with his in a messy kiss, “Sorry m’sorry- m- hah-” And whatever coherent thoughts are fucked out of Choso’s mind when he finally sinks in all the way, “Ohhh m’sorry.”

Sorry it took him a whole four days until he was buried to the hilt inside your syrupy sweet pussy again. 

He squeezes the fat of your ass between two hands, pulling your tight pussy impossibly deeper down his length. All the way until you could feel the thump! thump! thump! of his racing veins again your gummy walls. “M’yours again, right?”

And despite his question, Choso doesn’t even think about giving you the time to answer - immediately shoving his swollen cock inside until he could feel the plush of your cervix. Fucking you into your couch so ruthlessly, so depraved. 

Making up for those four days - twofold.

“Ngh- f-fuck, Cho, where did ngh- where did this all come from?” you whine, biting down on his wobbly lower lip. “What’s got you so-”

One arm wraps around your middle, the other snaking down to cut you off with one, hard roll of his thumb against your throbbing clit. “You.” Is all he manages to get out, before looping that same thumb around your flimsy panties. Once - hard. 

Rip!

Looking right into your bleary eyes as he shreds them clean off your waist.

And you can only watch - lips dropping into a soft oh! of disbelief as Choso brings the sodden, tattered fabric up, up, up to his face. Breathing in your essence, “F-fuuck, n’ this pretty pussy, of course.” 

Immediately, he’s smashing into your sensitive spot. Sloppy. Animalistically. 

So depraved - not even pulling all the way out until his weeping tip is circling your entrance like usual. Instead, fucking into you in just quick, jagged thrusts like he was addicted to the feeling of your cunt, addicted to each pretty moan pulled out from you when he brushes up against your g-spot. 

“S’too good, Cho.” you mewl at the way you’re being shoved higher and higher up your couch with your ex-boyfriend’s rough cadence. “S’too- oh-” Scrambling at the cushions, the coffee-table, anything and everything to keep whatever’s left of your sanity. 

So much so that you almost miss the gentle hand placing your trembling ones over Choso’s broad shoulders, whispering out a strained, “M’sorry. Fuck- m’sorry.”  

You didn’t even know what he was apologizing for at this point, but you circle your hands around his neck to pull him closer. Letting Choso place his teary eyes on your mouth, tentatively sucking on your bottom lip, “M’yours, right?” Abusing your poor sweet spots, fingers taking their place back to toy with your pulsing clit. Rolling and circling the sensitive nub against his thick fingers, “Lemme be yours, baby- can’t ngh- can’t live without your sweet pussy. Without you.” 

“Y-yeah?” you let out a wet murmur.

And Choso’s giving you a barely-lucid nod, each drag of his cock along your gummy walls makes him grow louder. Pulling you along with him, closer and closer. 

“Mhm, wanna be yours-” Utterly wrecked little strangled gasps of your name escaping him, “M’gonna die- ya feel too good. Too- hah- mine. Oh, baby m’sorry I’m-”

It’s all it takes for him to send you over the end, with one harsh collision of his thick head against your g-spot. And suddenly you’re seeing stars behind your eyes, feeling Choso’s cock twitch wildly as he fucks you through your high. 

Once. Twice.

With absolutely no rhythm or rhyme - just running on the fumes of you milking him so fucking tight and an orgasm so hard it has tears pricking behind his lids. Cumming in thick, hot ropes of his seed that coat your walls white - again and again and- Choso can’t stop. Doesn’t want to stop. 

“M’sorry- ngh” Doesn’t want to do anything other than push your legs so far apart it burned, eyeing the creamy ring of white around his base as he whispers, “I’ve still got four days to make up for.”

♡ RYOMEN SUKUNA - 13 days

“Ya think he’s really gonna like this, brat?” Sukuna breathes hotly against your ear above the thumping bass. Sharp canines grazing along the outer shell, “Think hell like how pretty you look whining on my lap like this?”

You huff in frustration, eyes screwed up against the harsh flashlight shining down on your precarious position. Hands still urgently tugging down your ex-boyfriend tight boxers, skirt hiking up where you were sat so sluttily across his muscled thighs. 

Honestly, you didn’t know that all it’d take for Sukuna to snap was a risky little dance with some cute guy at this party. Eyes hardening, all but dragging your smug self into the nearest unlocked bedroom. 

But, hell, you weren’t complaining about it, either.

“Maybe.” you flash him a devilish grin, batting your lashes up so devilishly innocently at the phone camera pointed at you. Perfectly catching the way your bare cunt was just drooling and glistening all over him, “Or maybe he’ll just wonder why your dick’s so sm-”

Whatever insult dies on the tip of your tongue when Sukuna pulls down his boxers just enough for his swollen cock to hit his toned front. 

Rock-hard and beading angry precum at his fat head, running down, down, down his long length to pool at his heavy balls. So unfairly big that it made your thighs quiver - fuck, it’s been too long. 

And Sukuna notices - of course he does. 

“What were ya sayin’, brat?” he hums, dick twitching ever-so-slightly at the flustered shake of your head. “No no no,” Sukuna raises his knee so that gravity slides you closer down his thigh, his free hand reaching out to squish your cheeks together. Possessive. Demanding. You gasp as he starts up a steady, methodical bobbing of his leg to the music outside. “-use your words. My dick’s so what?”

Sukuna knew the answer - and you did, too. 

And it certainly wasn’t wrapping your swollen lips around that large thumb of his on your face, sucking softly as you rock your hips back to meet his cadence. 

“Nothing, Kuna.” you smile, syrupy sweet. Letting your cunt form a lewd little wet patch that helps you slide easier. “Just talking about-” Sukuna’s breath hitches in his broad chest when you wrap your soft palm around the base of his cock, squeezing. “-how much I missed your dick.”

The camera shakes in his hand, “You little minx.”

Maybe you were an idiot - maybe you were a genius.

Because no sooner are the words out of his mouth before Sukuna’s bucking into your hips, dragging your sloppy cunt along the dips and curves of his thigh muscles. Having him fuck your fist at the same frenzied tempo.

Muffled around his fingers, “Kuna-” 

“Shut up.” he hisses, resting your pretty pussy on that tattooed band on his leg. “Couldn’t even last two weeks. If you hah- missed my dick so bad then y’can get off on this, too, hm?” 

And shit you forgot how mean Sukuna was with his little movements. 

Bouncing his legs to grind your dripping cunt along his thigh, making you ride it so hard that your throbbing clit is catching on his muscles. All the way from near his knee down the sinful trail to where you could almost meet his aching cock.

He pushes the phone closer to catch the way your eyes roll to the back of your head, lips sagging open stupidly. “Answer me. Answer the camera, tell him how much you missed me.” 

The blurry camera alternates between the way you’re pumping your hand - all shaky and soaked in precum - up and down his cock. And the way Sukuna’s dipping a large hand down to help spread your swollen pussy lips, toying with your sensitive nub in the process.

“Ngh-” you squeal when he places that same hand back on your hips, taking control to bully your hips harder and harder down his thigh. Flashlight illuminating that obscene trail of sweet sweet juices you’ve left behind. “M-missed this-”

Sloppier. More desperate. 

And, usually, he’d tease you a little for being so pliant, for humping him like a bitch in heat - but fuck Sukuna can’t even speak when your thumb teases nimbly underneath his sensitive tip - just the way he liked.

“O-oh-” he’s letting out a guttural groan, eyes rolling to the back of his head at the familiar touch. “Heh, that needy? You ngh- wanted this that much ya had to dance with a loser to fuuuck- make me jealous?”

And yet for all Sukuna’s talk, he’s only fucking his hips up into your fist. Recording the way he was furiously twitching in your hands, so needy. So depraved. 

Fingers jolting to leave little crescent marks on your hips as they tighten. Words strained, “Wan’ed to ride my thigh like before? To leave your lil’ mark on me? After all, I did get this thigh tattoo in honor of you, y’know.” 

It’s all you can do to sob out, hips stuttering messily. “K-Kuna- m’close- ah-” Messily dragging your lips across his, “Gonna cum mmpf- gonna cum gonna-”

But oh you should’ve known. Should’ve gotten an inkling that your dear ex-boyfriend wouldn’t let you off that easy. 

Because in a split-second, you’re being plucked off Sukuna’s thigh so easily, the camera set up in some corner of the bed to capture the way he sandwiches his swollen cock between your puffy folds. Kneading at your ass to slobber your syrupy juices all over him. 

Mouth quirking up into a cruel little smile at your disappointed little whine, “You really think m’getting ya for the first time in almost two weeks n’ letting you cum on anything but my cock?” And an even crueler laugh, “Better get workin’ before I send this video to that new boytoy of yours, brat.”

♡ GOJO SATORU - 6 hours

“New shoes, new purses, new nails-” Gojo has his face buried into the crook of your neck, swollen lips bursting with new, broken little moans each passing second, “-a new car- fuck- five new cars. I don’t care, sweetheart. Jus’- jus’ a bit more-”

“Six hours…”

“Six hours too fuckin’ long, thought m’gonna die without this sweet sweet cunt.”

And oh then two large hands of his are shoving up that silky new dress he’d bought for you just a few hours before. Spreading your shaky legs further apart to piston his cock faster - deeper - into your heavenly cunt. 

“Hngh- T-Toru–” you whine, your new heels digging into the skin of Gojo’s toned hips. Jeweled bracelets clanging together as you drag your nails down his milky back - absolutely ruining the smooth canvas. “You’re just b-bribing me.”

“So?” Gojo sounds genuinely confused, raising his pussydrunk eyes to focus on yours, “What’s wrong with ohh fuck jus’ like that- spoiling my girl?”

You give him an eye roll - which only makes your ex-boyfriend let out a stuttering gasp. Head dropping back as his cock twitches wildly, massaging those hidden sweet spots along your gummy walls in a way that only he can.

“The- the problem is- ngh m’not your girl.”

For the entirety of six hours, that is. And the great Gojo Satoru wasn’t about to let that last for a minute longer. 

“Fuuuck don’t say that, sweetheart.” Gojo groans, two fingers making their way downwards to toy with your poor clit, twirling and brushing the pads of his fingers against the sensitive nub. “You’re my girl, always my girl, right? Or do I h-hafta ngh- buy ya another house to prove it?”

You’re gasping at the sight of Gojo reaching for wherever his phone had been thrown off, well and fully intent on calling Tokyo’s best contractor right now. “No!” Pinning his hand down with yours, “Don’t- don’t need another house, Toru.”

Gojo’s pretty pink lips fall into a stubborn pout, and yet his hips never stop. Fucking you into the mattress of this overpriced hotel suite so hard you were sure it would leave marks. 

His heavy balls on your ass, thighs against your own, fingers on your waist - just itching, aching to rip this flimsy dress off of you and fuck you all over again in a whole new one from the stacks of bags on the floor. 

“Then what.” he moans, words hitching upwards with each sloppy smack of his hips against yours. Shuddering out a heavy breath against your lips, “Anything- haaah anything for you. Anything n’ I jus’ want you- fuck fuck fuck jus’ want you.” 

It’s a ragged, dizzying little mantra that he kept spitting into your open mouth. Only growing louder and louder with each drag of Gojo’s massive length against your dripping cunt. Stretching you out, molding you, drawing you back to him.

You choke out, “Wan’- want- ngh-” 

But fuck it was so difficult to speak with how needily Gojo was playing with your pretty pussy. Just ravaging your gaping hole with his unforgiving cock, molding you against each ride and curve of his dick. Fingers so firm on your clit, “Mhm? Tell me- ngh anything.”

“Wan’ you-” you’re letting out an embarrassed pant. Lips crashing against his stunned ones, “Wanna cum- want you- fuck- wanna cum, Toru, so bad.”

“Then cum.” It’s all you can make out through the blood roaring in your ears, your orgasm so close that it almost hurt. Or maybe that’s just how hard that Gojo was pushing into your cervix, your g-spot, everywhere and anywhere. “Cum f’me, my girl.”

And then you are - your entire body jolting into Gojo’s as he fucks you messily through your high. Over and over and-

Barely even making it three, mean thrusts before the way your tight pussy was milking him gets too much. Before he can’t help but spill all into your gummy walls, painting then a creamy little white that was so sinful. So his.

Gojo’s free hand crushes you even closer to his body, pinning you down with his weight to make sure you take every single drop of his seed. All of it. 

“Ohh fuck- you’re right.” he grits out, the pleasure too much that his eyes are blown, jaw falling slack, veins popping out from the side of his neck. “Ngh- this is the best- fuck, you’re the best. The- oh m’gonna give ya everything for the rest of m’life-”

And in the haze of it all, you barely even register the cold, metallic band being slipped gently onto your finger. And despite your blurry, unfocused vision, you could pick apart the ridiculously large diamond winking at you under the dim-lighting. Gojo’s voice sounding way too-pleased as he hums, “Jus’ a lil’ something I bought extra.”

A/N. Reader in Gojo’s is too nice idc I’d be asking for that new house. 

Plagiarism not authorized.

[nomaishuttle]

hi guys

[ditttiii]

Oh I bet you did really good!!! And holidays were great, loved spending time him (He's transmasc just like me so that's why im using he/they) and guess what? I'm spending a month with them in july! I'm so excited literally buzzing

next month neXT MONTH NEXT MONTH NEXTTT MONTHHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

i am so so happy for you both!! love is like the greatest feeling biggest blessing and just pure bliss :") also knowing how long you have been with them and the long distance u have endured a month is just wow. its like half a dozen christmas vacays together? 🥹 Ik you two will have an amazing time which honestly just being and existing in that domesticity with the one u love after being in a ldr is already so nice coz its just u appreciate every little thing and AH I COULD GO ON FOREVER ABOUT HOW HAPPY HEARING THIS MADE ME!

[meteorella]

Nerdgasmic Rhapsody

pairings: loser!dom!ellie x popular!sub!reader

cw: flufff!! ellie's an absolute cutie pie. cursing (obv), oral! (r receiving), tribbing (maybe?), nipple play, after caree!!, pet names: sweetheart, baby, princess, that's all i think!

wc: 511

a/n: (intentional lowercase!!!) first ever ficcc omg🥹 i have never ever in my life written a fanfic before so pleaseee don't judge and also feel free to point out some mistakes and stuff!! I take criticisms as i'm sure it'll help me a lot throughout my writing journey :))) can't promise I'll post consistently considering I'm insanely dumped with school works but I'll definitely find time to do so. anyways i hope u guys enjoy this one!! Feel free to hit me w some ideaaasss :3

after you had made it official with the biggest dork on campus—ellie—people would randomly come up to you in the hallways and tease you, not believing how sweet she actually is. after all of your previous relationships, ellie is the only one who genuinely cared for you. despite her shy and nerdy demeanor, she's really fun to hang out with. she'd continuously yap about space, the comic books she's read—savage starlight—and drop all of its lore to you. the whole fucking lore. although you hardly cared. she was too adorable. most of the time, you would find yourself just looking at her sparkling green eyes, topped by her matte, black glasses, her hand gestures, and the soft smile plastered on her lips while she speaks. she's even more beautiful up close. how could others not see that? whilst ellie can be a total cutie pie, you cant deny how fucking insane she can be in bed.

when eating you out, she'd flick her tongue out relentlessly on your leaking hole. firmly gripping on to your thighs, she already knows your next motive. "nuh-uh, sweetheart. keep them open for me." she shoots you a knowing glare before diving back into your drenched core, keeping eye contact all the while. her gaze roamed over your appearance, hair disheveled, eyes rolled back, and completely fucked out. "s-sorry, baby–fuck." you moaned as you clutched onto her dino-printed sheets. so fucking cute. after you'd climaxed for the 3rd time, she'd climb on top of you and slip her tongue down your throat, allowing you to taste yourself as she grinded her own throbbing cunt against yours. your soaking wet pussies rubbing, and creating the most delicious rhythm together. she absolutely loved your boobs. she adored how it just bounces up and down as she rolled her hips above you. she took your nipple in between her thumb and her index finger and pinched them, making you flinch at the feeling. her glasses were all fogged up and crooked, but she couldn't care less. she was too engrossed on drawing out more of those angelic sounds that slips past your lips as she pleases you. "doing s–so good f'me, princess... fuck–so hot." when you had both finally reached your peak, she'd lean down and gently clean up all your juices from between your thighs with her tongue.

she gives absolutely the best aftercare imaginable. the routine would start with cleaning you up with a wet towel, swiping it's soft material across your face, your breasts, your legs, your inner thighs—she had always taken care of you in the most tender and loving way. she loved hearing your soft, exhausted sighs of relief, as you watch her with a smile on your face all while savoring the chocolate she so graciously offered you. after ellie finishes cleaning you up, she would settle beside you, enveloping you in her arms as she wrapped them around your waist. her lips showering your neck with gentle kisses as she whispered heartfelt words of affection. "i'm going to marry you one day."

YAAALLLL OMG I HOPE THIS DIDN'T SUCK TOO HARD😣😣😣🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 i hope u guys enjoyed this one, i really enjoyed writing thisss!!

tags: @ellstronaut

dividers: @khaer @plutism

[zvdvdlvr]

i raise u hotch x f!r who was pronounced kia but she comes back?

— Home

— 🧠 synopsis. After being pronounced KIA, reader shows up after a year.

— 🧠 warnings. Foul language

part one

‘‘We regret to inform you-‘’ was the first and only thing Aaron heard before his vision blurred and his hands went slack.

If had happened, his biggest fear: you were never coming home. The only personal effects Aaron received was your wallet and dog tags with your wedding band on it. The flag that the marines handed him was heavy in his arms.

As they left, Aaron dropped his head in his hands and set the things he was handed down carefully on his desk. Before he did anything else, he shut his office blinds and sank into his chair. 

God, he thought, what do I tell Jack? 

— 🧠

It had been about a year since being kidnapped by the cartel your unit was attempting to bring down. One year of sensory deprivation. One year of curling into yourself at night dreaming of waking up with Jack laughing as you swung him around on your arm. One year of thinking about Aaron’s gravely voice whispering a sweet ‘good morning’ right before he kissed your temple. 

“You ready?” One of your longtime mentors/father figures Jethro asked. 

You nod and bit your lip. “Jethro what if he’s moved on from me? What if… he stopped loving me?” You asked, malnourished body shaking from your anxiety. 

The man only scoffed. “Not Aaron Hotchner, y/n. He wears your dog tags, you know. He hasn’t moved on from you, kid.” 

Finally you stepped out of Gibbs’ truck and nodded. You truly hoped Jethro was right. Your fresh uniform was big on your frame- you had lost a lot of weight and muscle after being fed only a meal every two days. 

Stepping into the elevator made you want to cry. The familiar beep of the machine soothed your soul more than you ever thought possible. 

Your stomach did flips as you stepped into the bullpen, hoping and praying that your reunion went well. 

— 🧠

In the year that you’d been gone, Hotch changed. 

He no longer smiled. Ever. The laugh he had with the team alnost every day after meeting you was gone. Aaron had no patience for anything either. 

Emily recalled one month anniversary of your deathdate. Hotch’s eyes were the reddest they had ever been and he genuinely looked like he had just been stabbed in the gut. That day, he had yelled twice at the two cops that had continued to bicker over evidence. And once at Rossi. 

The only reason Rossi didn’t say anything in response to Aaron’s anger was because he knew exactly where Aaron’s mind was: with you and your apparent grave on the other side of the world. 

But she watched your boots hit the ground, hair pulled back into the bun you had taught her all those years ago when you and Hotch first started dating. Emily watched you stand nervously in your spot, eyes scared. 

Emily never remembered seeing you scared. 

Your lip quivered as you made eye contact with her. 

No one else had seen you yet, so Emily sprinted over to you and let you sink into her embrace. 

“Aaron?” You asked, voice hoarse.

Emily nodded, vision blurred. “Go see him, y/n. He’s- none of us… we thought…” Her voice cracked and wavered. 

“I love you, Em,” you said, slipping out of her grasp again. But this time, Emily knew you were alive.

The walk up the stairs made your heart race. 

You brought your hand up to the door and knocked. Below, you could already hear Emily talking to the team. You heard your name, some gasps, and then silence.

“Come in,” Hotch called gruffly from the other side of the door.

You twisted the door handle and pushed. And then you stepped into the room. 

“Can I help you?” Your husband asked without looking up. His head was bent and he slouched, something he always nagged on you to make sure you never did. How far did he fall in one year?

“I wanted to see my husband,” you say, voice shaky. “I heard he was here.”

Aaron shot up from his chair, seat flying backwards. His eyes. Oh, his eyes.

“Y-y/n?” He asked. His hair was a mess; it looked like all he had done lately was worriedly run a hand through it. Your heart ached for the man in front of you.

You stepped forward. “Hi, angel,” you said, taking another step forward. 

“You died, y/n. I- we all… Jack and I-“ Aaron stuttered, tears falling from his cheeks as he watched the love of his life stand in uniform, an arms length away.

“I missed you. So much,” you say, crying now.

Aaron strode over to you and hugged you, letting his body fall slowly to the floor as you cried in his arms. “Oh my love,” Aaron cried, hiding his face into the crooke of your neck. 

You were home.

[michibap]

i have become a girl douchebag the with schlatt enthusiast bc of u... but imagine some days u finally decides to be a lil sweet to him and he starts cheesing so hard.... like red creeping up his throat to his cheeks to the tips of his ears speechless stuttering in shock bc ???? did u just softly touch his face while he lay in ur lap and call him your sweetest boy??????!!!!!!!! he knows u love him dearly but he's just not used to this wtf!

no you’re so right, i think it would go sth like this

-schlatt has one morning every week where he gets to sleep in

-with nothing to do until around 11, when he has to walk five minutes from his dorm to his campus job

-and he fucking REVELS in that shit, shamelessly sleeping for thirteen hours before pulling up to the office still in the sweatshirt and joggers he fell asleep in the night before

-so yeah, he's pretty fucking pissed when his phone startles him out of rem sleep at 5:25 in the goddamn morning

-he huffs and rolls over at the sound of the first notification, ignoring it

-it was either you, his mom, or his roommate, as his phone was on do not disturb, with only the three of you able to get through to him

-specifically for emergencies

-you two literally just had a conversation about this after you had woken him up one too many times

-sending him some stupid fucking tiktok at the ass crack of dawn as you get ready for morning drills

-he tries to ignore the next three dings, growing more irritated with each vibration of his phone

-the fourth message was his last goddamn straw

-somebody better be dying or he was going to be fucking *pissed*, bc today was the only day he could sleep in this week and he TOLD YOU THIS

-he roughly grabs his phone off of his bedside table, ripping it off the charger in his haste to bring the phone to his face

-flinching at the brightness of the screen before reading the notifications

fartsmella 🍖: drills r cancelded

fartsmella 🍖: come over please plewase pelase plese

fartsmella 🍖: we can bfast sandiwch

fartsmella 🍖: pleaseplesdpepleasepleasepleaseplease

-part of him wants to tell you to fuck off, still sour with the rude awakening

-actually goes to text you that, but before he could finish typing his strongly worded message, you call him

-he picks up, immediately starting to chew you out

"Do you realize what fucking time it is?"

he impatiently listens to the sound of rustling on the other end of the line before you speak

"'m sorry," he finally hears you mumble, petulant and sleepy

-and he catches himself breaking into a smile at the sound of ur voice before locking back in

-NO

-you do this shit ALL THE TIME

-waking him up at some absurd hour for some outlandish reason

-torturing the innocent

-bringing him down w you bc if you have to be up, EVERYONE does

-and he's STANDING UP

"What do you want?" he asks impatiently, but this time you're quick to answer

"You. Did you even read my texts? Come over."

-he rolls his eyes when he hears your voice muffled in a pillow

-crazy attitude coming from somebody who can't even hold their head up

"And why would I do that?" he asks, genuinely taking a moment to consider his options as your end of the line goes silent

-he could turn you down and go back to sleep like he planned

-he knows for a fact that you'll probably pass out again as soon as he hangs up

-and his twin xl is so warm, and when he looks out the window it's still dark, and wet, and cold

-"... 'cuz I miss you", he hears you mumble, a little shy

-fuck.

"What?" he asks dumbly, lowkey cheesing

(highkey cheesing)

"nuthin."

"No, no, I fucking heard you. What'd you say? Say it again"

-he's grinning at your lack of response

-he fucking loves when your brain goes all soft and squishy in the mornings

-not getting to see it often due to your clashing schedules, but on the rare occasions when you get to spend your mornings together, he basks in it

-there's a short window when you get clingy and mumbly, stumbling along as your brain slowly kicks into gear

"Don't get all shy on me now," he croons, teasing

-but he hears you sit up, and you sound significantly more alert when you snip

"You know what? Don't fucking bother. Enjoy your morning."

-he hears you grumble something about a "fuckin' incel" before hanging up

-he grins to himself as he moves to get out of bed, slipping on a pair of slides and grabbing his backpack

-shooting you a quick text before walking out of his dorm

smartfella 🤓: i'll be there in 15

-huffs a quick laugh when he watches you immediately read it, having been sitting in the chatroom waiting for him to text you

-he pockets his phone with a smile

-it's cute when you're shy

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-he should have kept his dumb ass in bed.

-the walk to student athlete housing was fucking brutal

-stupidly windy path, unless you wanted to walk in the slippery, flooding grass, and basically all uphill

-and it was just as cold, and dark, and windy and wet as it had looked when he looked out the window this morning

-the only other people milling around campus are groundskeepers and a handful of other student athletes

-sends a few of your teammates that he recognizes a tight lipped smile, pretending not to be bothered as he's pelleted with cold drops of rain

-he's able to slip into your building as another student is walking out, and makes his way to the elevator to be brought up to your floor

-but he's greeted with an "OUT OF ORDER SIGN"

-he only sighs, his shoes squeaking as he turns to walk up the stairs

-and squeaks all the way up four flights of stairs at about...

-he checks his watch

-5:45 in the morning

-when he finally makes it to the door of your suite, he's a little sweaty and out of breath

-lowkey huffing and puffing as he pulls out his phone to text you, letting you know he's outside your door

-nothing

-he texts you again, pressing his ear to the door when he hears some shuffling on the other side

-making awkward eye contact with another resident on the floor, and he can do nothing but give her an awkward smile when she gives him a (rightfully) weird look

-he pulls away from the door and coughs into his fist before texting you again

-and again

-five times, all of which receive no response

-and he fucking hears something skittering around in there

-frustrated, he begins knocking on your door

-maybe a little harder than knocking

-he comes to an abrupt stop when the door whips open

-and behind it stands your very pissed off roommate

-decked out in her athleisure, and he sees yoga youtube video paused on the tv in the living room

-and it's clear she's not happy with her morning routine being interrupted

-she doesn't say anything after opening the door, swiftly walking back to her set up in the living room as Schlatt makes a beeline for your bedroom door

-as he grabs the doorknob, he's prepared to give you the bitching of a lifetime

-ready and eager to gripe and moan about how early it is and how shitty it is outside and how you didn't even bother getting up to let him in

-but when he pushes ur door open

-you're sitting up in bed, using both hands to rub the sleep from ur eyes

-your hair is a fucking mess, your old, baggy, sleeping shirt slipping off your shoulder

-and your bleary eyes look up to find him, breaking into a dopey grin at the sight of him

-vaguely damp, cold, and a little pissed

-you hold out your arms, making grabby hands

-and it takes all of his brain power to keep his face set in a blank expression as he closes the door behind him and moves to take off his soggy shoes, refusing to acknowledge you

-grimacing at how wet his socks r bc ew

-starts taking his sweatshirt off as he walks over to where you're sitting in your bed

-and fucking trips over a pair of shoes in the middle of your room

-its so fucked up he literally can't even try to save himself as he drops to the floor, arms restrained bc he was pulling the sweatshirt over his head

-he meets the ground with a loud THUD (that's a lot of man hitting the floor idk what u expect) (whatever) (your neighbors downstairs already hate you anyways)

-just lays there for a second, just barely hearing your huffy laugh

-before he feels gentle tugging and his head pops out of the tangled fabric

-he glares up at where you're hanging off the side of your bed, still grinning at him,

"This is really embarrassing for you."

-all he can do is glare harder before pulling himself off of the ground, kicking the offending pair of beat up sneakers off to the side before lumbering over to ur bed

"Move over." he demands, nudging your shoulder

-instead of listening, you flop back into the comforter, looking up at him from your pillow with a lazy smile and raising your arms to make grabby hands again

-he sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, frustrated

-you're still looking up at him expectantly when his eyes land back on you

"You're a real fuckin' piece of work, y'know that?"

-you laugh a little,

"Just come here, please", you whine

"I would if you would just fucking move *over*"

-he nudges your shoulder again, a bit harder this time

"Mooooove-uh" he whines back at you,

"Just get on the fucking bed!" you snap, sitting up now and tugging on his shirt

-he stands strong, sighing tiredly as he bats your hands away from him,

"Y'know, I'm asking you for this *one* thing after walking *all* the way across campus in this shit-ass weather, and-"

-he's cut off by the impatient click of your tongue, watching you roll your eyes at him

"What, 're you on your fuckin period?"

-and everything screeches to a halt

-you're still looking up at him, now annoyed

-and he's looking down at you, eyes wide and brows raised, his lips pressed into a thin line

-you raise a challenging brow, waiting for him to respond

-and he's turning for the door, ready to actually just walk out on you

-but you're faster

-he yelps when a strong hand grabs the back of his shirt

-and struggles as he's wrangled into bed with you, knocking his knee on the underside of your twin xl as you drag him up

-there's a flurry of limbs and blankets as he tries (and fails) to fight back

-after a brief struggle, he finds himself laying on your chest

-bewildered, he tries to push himself off

-but a hand shoots out to pull him back, hard enough that he grunts

"Stop." and he can hear the low rumble of ur voice in your chest

-he finally gives in with a heavy sigh

-gradually relaxing into you as he feels you go lax under him

-you tend to run hot, so you're so fucking warm, he can feel the cold bite of the outside air slowly seeping out of him

-and one of ur hands comes up to card through his hair, the other gently scratching up and down his back

-nd he just lets out another drawn out, content sigh

-good shit

-this is what he came for

-fuckign loves when you get all soft and touchy and affectionate like this

-like yeah, you two are affectionate or whatever

-and he knows he holds a special place in your heart

-but it's not often that *you* seek *him* out like this, just wanting your hands on him

-okay,

-maybe that's a little bit of a lie

-he usually can't walk past you without a sharp, stinging slap to his ass

-or when you wrap ur arms around him from behind while he's doing something

-you also get pretty touchy when you're drunk, but that usually ends up with a kiss that's a little more sloppy than it is enjoyable

-or laughing and pulling your grabby hands away from him with a quick reminder that you're in public

-so he's reveling in your soft and sweet touch, enjoying it while it lasts

-he feels your hands slowly stop petting him, quietly grumbling and propping his chin on your chest to glare at you for stopping

-turns *bright* fucking red when he sees you already looking at him, eyes all sleepy and soft, obviously fighting falling back asleep

-it takes a moment for your brain to register the eye contact, and your lips twitch into a small smile

"Hi, baby" you mumble, your hand leaving his hair to come down and cup his cheek

-he leans into it as you pet his facial hair

"I-uh-hey." he struggles to get it out, not really sure how to respond

-and very cautious not to make any sudden movements and shock you from your eepy stupor

-you just grin

-and you really can't help it when your cute aggression still kicks in for just a moment

-it's not your fault, in all honestly

-you literally cannot help yourself

-your hand stops stroking his face for a moment and instinctively give his cheek a rough pinch, shaking it a little

-before smoothly transitioning back into smoothing over his hair, pushing a few stray strands out of his face so u can get a better look at him

-flushes and tries to hide in ur chest, going darker when he feels you hum, feeling the vibrations

-he gasps, a little scandalized when your fingers go from gently carding through his hair to knotting into it, pulling his head back up with a fistful of hair

"'Wanna see you."

-he glares but makes no moves to stop you, allowing you to just... look at him ig

-it gets a little weird after about thirty seconds

-so he knocks ur hand away and pushes himself up, hovering over you

-you're still comfortably laid back on your pillow as he cages you under him, bedhead framing your face like a halo

-still intently looking up at him as one of your hands reaches up to sneak under the hem of his shirt, just to rest on the soft skin there

"Where're you goin?" you grumble, pouty

"'m gonna squish you."

-your face goes blank, and your hand drops

"You serious?"

-"Deadly." he answers, trying and failing to nudge you to the side so he can lay beside you

-grunts when you grab his pull him back down again (idk what else he expected)

-and he knows you didn't mean to yank him as hard as you did, hearing a little "oof" forced out of u when he face plants back into ur chest

-you move to securely wrap your arms around him, essentially pinning him to your chest as he feels you shift and resettle underneath him,

"Don't bother me with any stupid shit like that again."

-he feels the slow rise and fall of your chest and your breath evens out, your grip on him going limp

-and he's honestly impressed at how fast you knock the fuck out

(it's one of your many talents, he's watched you face plant into bed after practice and immediately pass out, still in your gear)

-but he's quick to follow, lulled to sleep by ur quiet snoring and the beating of your heart

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-he comes back to a few hours later, pressed between you and the wall, a little too hot for comfort

-he grumbles, reaching a hand back and attempting to push you away to get some space

-he hears you laugh, and knows you must be awake

-it becomes more clear when you wedge one arm under him, using it to come across his chest to pull him away from the wall and closer to you

-your other arm wraps around his waist, hand splaying out on his lower stomach as you drag him back so his ass is flush with your hips

-you hook your chin over his shoulder and hum, squeezing him before he hears u speak lowly into his hear

"If I had a dick I'd get you pregnant. On god."

-he shoots up, shoving you off of him hard enough that you end up on the floor, wheezing from how hard you're laughing and holding the elbow you banged during your fall

-he scowls, but can't help the smile that creeps onto his face as he shakes his head

"You're sick. Like actually fucked in the head."

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that's all i've got. hope u liked it

requests r open

might take me a lil to get to em bc im kinda all over the place

but trust i'm seeing them and im thinking about them

thinking about them HARD

[roronoagem]

hi love ! could i request a loser zoro x fem reader in which zoro deadass cums in his pants just by fingering his girl :3 u could add onto it if you’d like ^.^

characters: roronoa zoro

content warning: +18 nsfw, fem!reader, fingering, kissing, light dirty talk & maybe r is a tiny bit mean but like not really? not proofread.

a/n: hii >_< i like loser zoro, i genuinely believe that he gets off by pleasuring his partner so yeah. i’m sorry if it’s short, i hope you’ll like it anyway <3 thank you for the req, have a good day !!

zoro is a rough and messy kisser, he likes manhandling you and most importantly, he enjoys pleasuring you. he’s dedicated, he’s attentive to your every reaction and makes sure you’re enjoying every moment.

your sweet moans and gasps are music to his ears, as he kisses your neck, licking and biting your skin, while his thick fingers thrust in your wet and warm channel. the squelching sounds coming from between your legs make your face warm up, you hold zoro’s shoulders tightly as you jerk your hips forward, seeking the approaching climax.

“you close, babe?” his voice is so low you shiver, you try to reply, you really do. but the way his fingers are hitting your sweet spot repeatedly is making it really hard. as zoro pushes his hips up against you, fingers no stopping, you can hear him grunt against the skin of your neck. the grip on your hip tightens.

you come while slurring his name, zoro leans closer to kiss your lips. you realise he just stopped humping your leg and oh fuck. oh fuck. zoro just came in his pants. untouched.

“zoro,” you murmur, still a bit breathless. “yeah?” he looks at your face, worrying about you. “did you just came in your pants?” you try to make it sound like a genuine question, even though it is both exciting and funny? the blushing on his face is funny for sure.

“no,” he growls, annoyed that you noticed. “yes? do you enjoy playing with my pussy that bad?” you tease him, going to palm his dick, still hard! “o-oi,” zoro tries to stop you, feeling ashamed. “aw, look at you. you’re blushing a lot, baby,” you kiss his lips, palming him through his pants, feeling the wet fabric under your palm. “what a loser…”

“fuck,” he grunts, thrusting into your hand as zoro rests his forehead on yours, close to panting. you sure know how to push the right buttons.

[renranram]

Hi darlll super love your stories!!!!! huhu even though its so short it's enough to keep me fed for a whole week HAHAHAHA.

That aside I kinda have another suggestion do take your time! Always take breaks, you don't have to write as soon as you see this🫶 (just tryna keep the schlatt community alive/j)

Anyways what about schlatt with either a preggy or reader with a newborn baby (like they just gave birth orrr it's a nephew? cause SCHLATT HANDLING KIDS IN HIS INTERN VID WAS SO SWEET AJSHSH) or maybeee baby accidentally shows themselves on screen with jambo and burnt soup following them (sorry if it's so long LMAO)

Ps. Holding rammy or something eehehehehe... Also genuinely don't know if I skipped your rules etc but yeah I hope this is comfortable for u to write 🫶

Dad Schlatt

sfw

new dad schlatt trying to take care of your daughter!

( a/n; COME BACK OF THE YEAR LET'S GOOO 🗣️🗣️🗣️ ill also post more later 👍🏻 )

jay sighs, watching you two, his treasure, fall asleep in bed, you facing your toddler, your baby girl, he looked at you with admiring eyes, he can't help but catch himself smiling

he can't believe your daughter will be 3 in a few weeks, he still remembers everything, “ jay- oh my god.. im so sorry for interrupting the r-recording… but i think.. i think she's coming out “ you burst into his room, recording an episode of chuckle sandwich, deep in pain as you hold tightly on your stomach

“ holy shit “ schlatt immediately rushes to you, not minding the recording anymore, “ my water broke “ you mumble at him as he caresses your cheek, “ okay, we'll be okay, let's go to the car “ he tries to reassure you, panicking himself, gently lifting you up, bridal style as he carefully rushes downstairs

during the ride to the hospital schlatt kept his hand with yours, holding you tightly as you tried to calm yourself, moaning in pain, “ im so sorry toots, it'll be okay, just take a deep breath, yeah? “ his thumb caressing your knuckles, stealing a peck

after you arrive the man patiently waited outside of the operation room, waiting for you to be okay and your little angel to be born, clenching his hands as he takes deep breaths, pacing back in forth, his anxiety rising up

and after hours of waiting schlatt immediately rushes in when he hears you've been admitted to a room, “ toots? toots? how are you? you alright? “ he approaches you, caressing your hair, you chuckling softly, “ im fine jay “ your hands intertwine, as you peck his knuckle

“ i wish you could've seen her… she's so pretty “ you whisper, a bit weak due to birthing just a few minutes ago, schlatt couldn't help but sigh in relief, “ yeah?, im guessing she took her mother's genes “ he smiles at you, endearingly, jay softly pecking your cheek

you could only giggle, as the nurse enters your room, “ how are you feeling darling? “ she gently asks, checking your vitals, before facing jay, “ you can watch your pretty princess on the nursery now “

“ baby, why don't you see her? “ you suggest, smiling softly, “ but toots, what about you? “ schlatt asks, wary to leave you even for just a minute, “ awh don't worry sweetie, i’ll look after her “ the nurse, with the nametag of sarah, smiles at him reassuringly

“ now shh go “ you gently pat his butt as he steals a quick forehead peck, “ alright… be careful yeah? “ he hums slowly leaving the room

as he walked towards the nursery, a small smile came to his face, seeing the newborn children inside, finding children, adorable, his eyes tries to look for your daughter, ‘ loreine schlatt ‘, his eyes sparkle in affection, seeing your baby laying in the crib, a pink bonnet on her hair, with a matching pink blanket

“ jesus fuck… im a dad now “ schlatt breathes out, leaning closer to the glass window, “ my pretty little girl “ he whispers staring at his daughter through the glass, his chest getting warmer every second

after a week, you're finally released from the hospital, and god, did anyone warn you how stressful it is to be parents?

schlatt decided to take a break from youtube, to finally focus on you two, he was amazing at it, managing to look out for his healing wife and his… crybaby of a daughter

as the two of you cuddle, schlatt hums, finding rest for a bit, watching your chest rise and fall, as you snore quietly, he chuckles softly, fixing your hair with his featherlight touch hoping not to wake you up

and that's was his rest, as loreine, yells and sobs, the man sighs, tiredly sitting up as he glances at his alarm, 3:45 am, he groans softly before approaching your daughter's room, already having a miniature fridge on her room to avoid rushing downstairs to make milk

“ you like interrupting daddy’s rest, no? “ jay baby talks your daughter as she wails, her tiny chubby hands wavering around as he gently lifts her up, cradling her, “ you got your mother's mouth, loud “ he jokes, gently grabbing her milk, guiding it to her mouth

humming a song as he moves back and forth slowly, hoping to calm her down, “ it's 3 in the morning and my tiny lady is bothering mee “ he said in a sing song way, gently caressing her cheek with his finger, “ i can't believe i made you “ he whispers, smiling

his baby talking slowly calms your daughter down, sucking the shit out of her milk as she cooes

“ i can't believe, one day, you'll grow up and have a boyfriend, then you're gonna leave daddy “ he playfully scolds your daughter, before noticing burnt soup and jambo entering the room, meowing, “ you guys are awake too? “ he asks, chuckling, “ she's a pretty loud sibling isn't she? “ he jokes

noticing loreine finally gone back to sleep, he gently puts her back down on the crib, switching the milk for a pacifier, as soup and jambo look at your daughter, as if guarding her, “ you two gonna be her guards now? “ he kneels down, gently petting jambo and soup, “ then you better take care of her alright? she's grow up and take care of you two too “ he smiles

before standing up, stretching, eyeing up a rammie plushie of his, the first of it's kind, before gently setting it next to his daughter, smiling as he watches loreine immediately hugs it

[beforeimdeceased]

NONSENSE

🍦 lookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense 🍓

pairing: ellie williams x reader

synopsis: celebrating your 2 year anniversary with ellie!

warnings: fingering + strap on sex (r!recieving), ellie’s strap is referred to as her cock (thought it was silly, imagine it purple)

author’s note: i refuse to read this more than once I COULD BARELY EDIT IT IDK also thank u all so much for the recent love u don’t know how much it means to me <3 check out my other stuff on @abbysvictim

tags: @lonelyfooryouonly <3 my wife!

you could only dream of a love as sweet as the one ellie had provided you with these past two years. her heart, a never ending well of love, was placed into your hands the moment she laid eyes on you. she’ll tell the story until it traps her tongue.

dina had invited you to a popup show of hers. your sweet smile was contagious and forever genuine. curved lines in the creases of your mouth after every joke she told. ellie wanted to live in the ridges of those lines. she wanted to breathe your scent in forever. hear you praise her playing until she became proud of it herself.

she was hooked. could barely spit out the words while asking dina for your number.

now it was your anniversary. you and ellie were in the kitchen enjoying strawberries and whipped cream (one of her absolute favorites). she takes some of the cream and places it on your neck, the sticky solid causing you to cringe. you have no time to respond when her lips latch onto the area, sucking softly.

a very low and very desperate moan escapes your lips. she pushes you up against the counter grinding, her crotch into your ass. the motion causes your mouth to fall open and she stuffs two fingers in, pushing them against your tongue.

“you’re so beautiful baby.” she whispers, a hand slipping into the front of your pants from behind. she buries it into your panties, not surprised to find you already wet for her.

she grinds against you once more causing your cunt to collide with her hand. your moan is muffled by her fingers in your mouth and you start to trail drool down her arms.

she loves fucking you, and loves fucking with you even more. lips placing aggressive kisses on your neck while she watches you come undone against her fingers. your vision runs hazy with her pace. she’s curled them so perfectly to hit the spot that makes your soul leave your body. you felt like you might squirt and make a mess of yourself and the kitchen floor.

she’s not done with you when you finish. she never is. quick to lead you and your wobbly legs to the couch, fingers never leaving your mouth. she’s always prepared, cock already latched up and ready to go.

she carefully places you over it, smiling as your eyes travel to the back of your head when you lower yourself. she could almost laugh at how easily she slipped in.

and now she didn’t want you moving a single muscle. it was time for you to just enjoy yourself. her hips bucked up into you at an erratic pace. slow and deep, then she’d speed up, then slow and deep again. she repeated this until she had you screaming, a ring of your slick covering the base of her cock and your cunt leaving a pool of wetness on her boxers.

this was heaven. your precious moans in her ear as the sound of her slamming in and out of your cunt echoed in the room. the sound was giving the both of your butterflies. yeah, you could definitely do two more years of this.

[leclsrc]

congrats on 5k!!! :0

if you feel so inclined… charles and prompt 14 or 17 from the nsfw list please? :)

on the way – cl16

(tipsy sex & marking) Charles can usually control himself better than this.

auds here... i cheated! it's not tipsy sex per se... but there r MANY smut references so i hope u enjoy it nonetheless!!!!

nsfw warnings under the cut!

18+ because... male masturbation, mentions of penetrative/handjob sex (f receiving), oral sex (m receiving), charles & reader are in an undefined (implied fwb/fuck buddy) relationship

You said you’d try to hide them.

Granted, he thinks to himself, there was a clear attempt—semi-opaque patches of your most expensive concealer, dabbed with precision over the darkened blotches of love on your throat and the slightly lighter one on the protrusion of your left collarbone. But it’s not enough, the purples still filtering through like moonlight through thick blinds. Like last night, in his hotel room, when you’d whimpered his name through a strained voice, begged for more.

And you’re giggling, muffling an angelic laugh into the heel of your palm, into the same little hand that’d been wrapped around his cock less than twenty-four hours ago. Beside you, Lissie is digging her elbow into your waist to tease, but your eyes meet his and you seem to possess no ounce of regret. 

No regret over having to leave the room at the crack of dawn, exchanging sloppy kisses in lieu of a formal goodbye. No regret over waking up to a self-set alarm instead of sleeping in, feeling Charles’ fingers already at your thighs. Just give me one, angel, he groaned out, feeling your cunt gush around him. No regret there at all.

So? He can hear Lissie’s impatience from metres away. He watches you another minute, watches you sweep your waved hair over your shoulder to try and hide them in the shadow, then turns to respond to something Pierre is saying. He can’t suppress his own smirk when he listens to her follow-up question. Who left those marks?

He retires to an empty hotel room, thinks of shooting you a text but thinks better after a split second. Thinks worse after a split of Scotch, thumb hovering over the send button on your text thread, which is always composed of the same shit: room numbers, times, greenlights. He thought it’d be easier to have this whole arrangement, considering it was his idea—but God, when he sees you, it’s like something in him just changes.

And tonight, when you’d worn that black dress, thin straps showing the remnants of your tan from over the summer. He wonders how insane he must’ve been to think he wouldn’t need you all the time. Wonders how much more of this he can take before he goes insane again. He wasn’t always this needy, was he? It’s you, he thinks, that’s the only explanation.

Your scent, sweet and natural, your eyes, the way they blink up at him when you’re on your knees, your lips, your body, everything. He sneaks a glance at his crotch, his hard-on thick under his jeans from the conjured memory of you alone. He feels himself get harder, thoughts running more rampant—last night, when you’d been so wet for him, so needy. 

His mind pleasantly hazed out, he tugs his cock out and wraps his hand around the head, giving himself a few slow strokes. His hand’s so rough, so big—a contrast from yours, so much smaller your fingertips fail to meet around the girth of him. He tries to imagine that, then your lips, the perfect full curve of them wrapped around him, staying still so he can fuck into them. You’re addictive, he thinks, murmuring your name as he speeds up his pace.

If it’s genuinely something, or if it’s just plain lust—Charles could care less at this moment.

At this moment, actually, he’s positive this is just thick, intense lust, a near craving to fold you in half and stretch you open around his dick. His hand moves faster, harder, and he thinks finally of the way you moan his name—high, needy, damp against his ear—and he opens his eyes and pants, watching his spend leak out of him.

Yeah, he needs you to come over.

[angelyuji]

yandere superman headcanons

tw kidnapping, "nice" guys/incel behavior (kinda), isolation as punishment, manipulation, yandere stuff... the usual

yandere clark kent x gn!reader

diana prince is next guys I LOVE WOMEN!!! lemme know abt any tags i miss or just any other superman thoughts (yandere or not) cuz i love superman a lot

hes so big and buff and strong

hhnhsdngnnhnhnngnfhgnnngngn

sorry

ive been obsessed with superman and lois recently and i thought to myself “i need him so bad id do unspeakable things”

ALSOOOOOO have u guys seen the new superman??? ohmygodddd HELLOOO SAILOR

anyway here we go :)

sweetest kindest angel alive… at first glance

actual clark is genuinely the best sweetest guy in the world and i don’t think that would technically change but if anything he’d start buying into the incel/nice guy pills and that’s what would warp him

he’s literally sooo sweet to you (i cant get over how much a of cutie pie clark kent is)

ok pause lemme start from the beginning

when he first met you, he was e n a m o u r e d like he thinks youre the most beautiful person in the world type stuff

at first, the relationship is normal, you guys are friends, study buddies, coworkers, yk normal shit

he’s still super in love but hes kinda aware that its one-sided and he can’t make you like him

you guys are super close friends tho

but as his crush progresses, he starts to consult more than his friends and normal relationship advice, he starts to consult incel chatrooms and subreddits

he wants to go further than friendship with you, but all the guys in these chatrooms are telling him awful things abt u. for example:

‘hi! requesting help for getting out of the friendzone with my friend’ i’ve been friends with them for a long time, but i see them as more than a friend. ive had to watch as they date all these awful people and i just want them to see me more than a friend. any advice is appreciated!

– dude these ungrateful bitches are never gonna see u

– people like them never see the good guy until its too late

– u just gotta make them like u, nobody understands the nice guy until u make them

– all of these responses are so weird, just be normal and flirt a little!

ur stupid fuckign idiot nice guys don’t get a chance till u make them give u chance

women are so fucking stupid

reading all these “helpful” comments really warped his mindset

he went from innocent farm boy to incel misogynist becuz

they have to be right! like why else have u not given him the time of day as more than a friend

so soon, ur gonna notice these changes

he went from being supportive bestie to making snide comments, putting you down, making moves on you that you clearly don’t want

ur hurt, heartbroken, your friend became something unrecognizable

u’ll ask for some distance, just to think abt if u want to continue the friendship and clark will realize that he can’t make you like him from just this

so you’re gonna go home, take a nap, and next thing you know you’re getting snatched from bed by freaking superman

he genuinely believes he’s done the right thing

he’ll bring u to the fortress first. he has everything set up already, so u wont freeze or starve to death

i wont bore with the details but he would NEVER lay a hand on u

that’s NOT my superman

its more like

“i need you to eat something.” clark begs you, his eyes filled with worry. he had crouched down next to where you sat. clark had given you free-reign around his fortress, but you chose to sit in the corner near the entrance.

“fuck you.” you turn away from him, anger dripping from your voice. you haven’t eaten since he brought you to his ice castle, but you can’t remember how long ago that was. you missed home, your friends, your family. you missed freedom. you hear clark sigh.

“you’re gonna get sick if you keep going like this, (y/n).” his hand touches your face and you slap his hand away. you know there was no way you could hurt superman, but he holds his hand looking hurt, and you feel a twinge of guilt. he holds out a bag from Big Belly Burgers and places it next to you.

you scooch back, your back hitting the wall, not willing to back down. “i’ll eat if you let me go.” you feel like a child throwing a tantrum, but you would do anything to go home.

you see him rub his forehead in frustration, “this isn’t working.” he mutters to himself. you don’t say anything, wanting to see what he would do. instead of trying to fight you again, clark picks up the bag. “i’ll come back when you’re ready.” he says.

“come back? what are you talking ab-” in one blast of air, clark was gone and you were alone.

days had gone by, you felt like you were going crazy from the solitude and the hunger. thankfully, clark had left mountains of water bottles for you, so you tried to fill up with those. it wasn’t enough, you had started to miss your kidnapper’s company after many conversations with yourself. all you could do was sleep or stare at the wall, blankly. after a week, you couldn’t take the isolation. “clark?” you call out, weakly. not a moment passes before he appeared before you.

his eyes were filled with pity and worry, “are you ready, sweetheart?” his hands cup your face and you lean into the warmth, nodding.

he could never hurt you. that entire week away was killing him, but the commenters were right. you just needed to know that he was all you needed.

[jhoneybees]

70s smut 🙏🏼

Ooo 70s smut! Now I got two requests for this so hopefully this will be alright for both of them, thank you for requesting :)

Honestly, might be my new favourite fic that I have written🥺

Soulmates.

Characters: Late 70s!Elvis X Reader

Warnings/triggers: Third person pov, use of Y/n, Smut hehehe, fingering, p in v, size kink, swearing(one word), mentions of God and heaven, sweet love making *sniff*🥺, fairy tale beliefs(No one can change my mind, I believe in them☝️)

Tags: @elvisalltheway101 @atleastpleasetelephone @i-r-i-n-a-a (if you want to be added to my taglist for my fics, feel free to comment!)

Enjoy my lovelies!

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Elvis just feels so lonely.

Lonely and tired of doing two shows every damn day of the week, lonely and sad from the aches and pains he has all over his body and lonely of not having someone that has a similar heart like his.

He wishes that he could have someone to hold him and love him for who he is.

He wishes to maybe meet his soulmate…if they are real, he thinks to himself.

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Knock. Knock. Knock.

Glancing up from the bible in his hand, Elvis stares at the front door of his hotel suite.

Closing his eyes as he sighs, he tosses the bed covers aside. Grunting as he stands himself up by using the nightstand for balance he makes his way to the door. Swinging it open with a bit of force, he groans seeing Jerry and Charlie. “What do ya want?” he asks rudely whilst bringing a hand up to rub his face.

“We brought someone, Boss.” Jerry answers with a nervous look on his face.

Elvis groans again and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Why?” his tone, low.

Charlie opens his mouth. “Well we’ve noticed you’ve been-”

“Get to the point.”

“Because we’re worried, Boss.” Jerry cuts in.

The thing is about Jerry and Charlie bringing someone to Elvis, they are both genuinely worried about him, he isn’t just their boss but their friend and not only did they find a random person but a young woman who’s been a fan of his ever since his ‘GI Blues’ days. They know that he feels the most comfortable around women because of their soothing nature but something about this girl they’ve met, they think she’s the perfect match for someone like Elvis.

Elvis lifts his head and looks between the two men, staying quiet with only a slight huff.

“You’re not yourself.” Jerry finishes making Elvis keep his stare on him.

“Where are they?” he asks with a sigh, rubbing his forehead.

Watching as both Jerry and Charlie step to one side, Elvis blinks surprised seeing a pretty girl step forward giving him a shy smile.

“Boss, this is Y/n, Y/n this is Elvis.” Jerry smiles.

“Hi…”

“...Hi” he shakes her hand, hearing the slightest gasp leave her lips and his heart skipping a beat.

“You two have fun.” Charlie says before following Jerry down the hallway, leaving the two alone.

His eyes scan her up and down, slowly. Watching her as she turns her head back to look at him.

Elvis doesn’t know what it is about her but she’s fascinating him.

“...Wanna come in?”

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Courteously, Y/n sits herself down on his couch. She quietly looks up at him as he switches the room’s light on and walks out for a while before coming back with sunglasses on, giving her a small smile.

Making his way over to sit down near her with a soft grunt.

“They’re worried ‘bout me, huh?” He jokes and chuckles about the men who brought her up to his suite, earning a sweet laugh.

“So uh…yer from Vegas?” he asks after a bit of silence fills the room, absentmindedly wiping his finger under his nose and looking over at the woman. Getting a glimpse of her cheeks growing pink.

“No…” She breathes out with a quiet laugh and fidgets with the hem of her skirt.

“I-I’m from Memphis, just…um… staying here to see some of your shows…” Her words trailing off to almost a whisper.

“You’re a fan?” his voice, surprisingly soft.

She lifts her gaze and nods shyly. “U-Uh big fan.”

Her heart skips a beat at his soft laugh. “Well ‘s nice ta finally meet ya.”

He smiles and she smiles back.

“How long have ya been a fan for?” he asks, to which she shakes her head.

“Oh, ever since GI blues came out…” looking back down at her lap with a shy grin, oblivious to Elvis’ eyes trailing up her legs.

“Do ya…have a favourite song?”

“Don’t really have a favourite…I-I like them all…I enjoy the country, bluesy sort of songs the most...”

Y/n purses her lips and she looks over at Elvis, seeing him nod. “I like ‘em too, my favourite kind of songs.”

The more they talk, the more deep the conversation gets. The two of them don’t know how but they just click straight away and it seems like cupid has shot two arrows into both of their hearts.

The way her eyes soften at Elvis’ smile and the way Elvis’ mouth grows dry from her angelic laugh would show everyone in the whole of Las Vegas that they’ve already fallen deeply in love. It couldn’t possibly be attraction at this point because they have shared their life stories and struggles with each other.

The woman had only met Elvis 4 hours ago.

“C’mere baby, want ya near.” Elvis says and the girl happily obliges.

Quietly shuffling to where he sits, she slides right in next to him as he holds his arm over the back of the couch. She lifts her eyes to look at him, seeing how gorgeous he is up close, with the way his pores decorate his face so beautifully and his cute nose being the perfect shape to bring all his facial features together, her heart beats wickedly at the thought of how soft his lips would feel against hers.

“Somethin’ on my face?” he asks with a chuckle.

Y/n looks into his blue eyes through his sunglasses, her cheeks growing pinker as she nervously laughs. “N-not at all, jus’...”

He removes his shades.

She doesn't know what to say when he’s admiring her like that, with his lashes framing his sultry eyes as they admire her face lovingly and the corner of his mouth curls up.

It’s as if he’s an archaeologist who’s discovered the most dazzling thing he has ever seen in his life.

“...E-Elvis” her voice, soft.

He lifts his gaze and when he locks eyes with her, they both feel their souls are drifting out from one’s parted lips into the other.

They’re so close, combined scents of floral and luxury fill their nostrils. The both of them watch each other’s eyes carefully.

“Y/n…can I…kiss you?”

Just then as the woman gives her consent, they melt at the slightest touch, lips pressing so gently against each other like they’re afraid to hurt the other person. They both close their eyes and Elvis leans himself forward with his other hand moving to rest on the side of her waist with Y/n automatically climbing to straddle his lap.

Cupping his face with her delicate hands, warm tingles shiver up her spine and as Elvis pushes his tongue inside of her mouth, she pushes herself more onto him, wanting to feel every single little touch and she melts even more from his large, firm hands grazing up her thighs going under her minidress. Her breath grows shaky and shallow as he squeezes her ass through her panties.

“Elvis…” She whispers as he pulls away, moving her hands down to rub his chest, the nice silk material under her palms.

“Let’s…Let’s go ta m-my bedroom.” he breathes and she nods willingly.

Pulling on his hand to help him stand up, Y/n’s quick to grab his sunglasses he left discarded on the couch next to him, earning a gentle smile from him. “Thank you, baby.” She smiles back, walking with him through the archway to go into his bedroom, She watches as he switches the light on on the wall.

Her heart pounds in her chest as he pulls her in by the waist and crashes his lips onto hers again with more passion. Sighing contentedly as her arms go to wrap around his neck, following his steps until the back of her calves hit the foot of the bed and she falls backwards, taking Elvis with her making him grunt loudly at the impact and the girl winces at his sunglasses hitting her nose.

“Oh I-I’m sorry, honey.” Elvis worryingly cups her cheek.

Y/n shakes her head and her chest vibrates against his as she laughs. “It’s okay.”

Her hand moves to slide his sunglasses off. “Better if we get these out of the way.” she giggles and pecks his lips. Her smile falters a little when he grimaces and the realisation hits. “O-Oh you want the light turned off, don’t you?”

“No-no ‘s a’right, hon-”

“It’s okay, we can turn it off, I don’t mind.” She reassures quietly and smiles again as his eyes soften and he rolls off from on top of her body.

Y/n pads back to the bed after turning the lights off and steps out of her heels as she looks over the man’s figure, he’s moved to rest his back against the headboard with only the nightlife of Las Vegas shining through the window showing his face. A face that has guilt written all over.

She waltzes over to crawl onto the mattress and sit on his lap again. She doesn't know how she knows what he’s thinking but she just does. “Wouldn’t want ya getting sore eyes…” observing his facial expression carefully.

“Thank you…” he mumbles gently, she can’t help but beam at his sudden gentle demeanour.

“You’re welcome… " Her fingers going up to caress his cheek, a strange urge overcomes her as both of their lips are a few millimetres away. Something she feels like she needs to say. “...It’s the least I can do to…ease the pain.” before she envelops Elvis’ lips in a delicate kiss.

This time it’s his turn to melt.

Elvis moans into her mouth, she starts to roll her hips over his strained pyjama pants and his eyebrows furrow at the mind spinning feeling of her clothed sex rubbing against his and she grazes her fingers up to unbutton his shirt.

He pulls away and breathes hard, careful to stop her hands. “H-Honey…” A wave of insecurity flowing through his brain.

The woman observes his eyes and leans in to kiss him and brush the tips of her fingers over his chest hair. “I know…” She continues to finish undoing his shirt.

Kissing his ear and cheek. “You’re gorgeous.”

Her heart feels like it’s as light as a feather as her hand runs through his soft hair, she sighs through her nose as her lips press onto his once again, body moving from instinct when his palms glide back to her ass. Squeezing it so gently that it sends chills to her pussy, making it throb.

Elvis’ groan rumbles in his throat, sliding his large hand down as she lifts her hips to press her mouth more onto his, his head tips back at the position and he can feel the warmth coming from the place in between her legs.

Hooking his index into her panties and pulling it to the side, he uses his middle finger to drag up her wet slit, smirking against her hearing a soft moan.

His cock twitches at how she mewls from him touching her sensitive clit. He’s massaging it and taking control of her body, her hips rock against his palm.

“God, Elvis…” She lets out, gasping at how his skilled hand slides down to her dripping heat. Her eyes fluttering at his finger swirls around the entrance like a predator circles their prey.

She breathes out a brief smile at his words. “Seems like I know all the tricks, hm?”

A breathy moan rolls off her tongue as he pushes his middle finger inside, pumping it in and out at a steady slow pace. “Ta make ya come undone, so easily.” his voice, deep and raspy. She doesn’t know how he does it so effortlessly. Bringing all these noises she didn’t know she could make out of her from just using one finger.

“Please…” Y/n whispers. She's got no idea why She’s saying please, her mind is so overwhelmed by how he curls his finger, rubbing it against the ridges of her walls.

It’s making her have such an awakening experience and it’s not her first but her gut is telling her this time is different. Very different.

“So wet…” he growls, placing a kiss on her throat as she throws her head back.

“So tight.” dragging his finger out and along her bundle of nerves, he rubs big and slow circles on her hot button.

Lulling her head to look down at Elvis, seeing his eyes shine with passion. “Panties off f’me?”

She whimpers and nods obediently. Moving off of his lap to slip her panties off and toss them off the bed as she lays flat on her back with her legs spread, waiting as Elvis slides his pants off to reveal his hard, bouncing, weeping, red at the tip cock.

Her mouth waters at the thought of how good he would feel so deep inside of her.

“C-Can yer ‘elp, baby?” Elvis shyly asks, snapping her out of her thoughts. She helps him move to kneel between her legs.

“You’re so big…” she utters. Craning her neck up to look down in the middle of both of their bodies to see his dick swinging towards her pussy.

Elvis grins widely, trailing his eyes down her goddess looking figure. “And you’re so beautiful.” guiding the head of his cock to her hole, he inches himself in and the tightness already makes his eyes roll back.

“F*ck…” Y/n sighs.

He gets down onto his forearms, caging her frame underneath him protectively. Shivers slithering up his spine at the feeling of his belly pressing heavily on her stomach. Pushing more of himself inside little by little, groaning out loudly as her walls clench around him and her pornagraphic moans fill his ears.

Keeping his stare fixed onto Y/n’s pretty angelic face and a long breath squeezes out of his throat when he finally fits the rest of his cock in.

Suddenly something clicks.

“Elvis…I…”

“Y-You’re my soulmate.”

They stare into each other’s eyes, flicking from one to the other.

She cups Elvis’ cheeks gently, panting quietly as she thinks and admires his handsome face.

Ever since they were little, they didn’t think those fairy tales were real talking about how they would meet their soulmate one day and right at this moment, they have been proved wrong. So wrong.

“...H-hold on tight.”

Elvis starts to thrust into her slowly. Picking up pace as time goes by and every single second it feels like home, feels like they’re meant for each other.

They’ve found their true love, their love at first sight, their ride and die, their partner in crime, their goddamn soulmate and they have the strongest urge to say those three words that every couple says but something is telling them to keep going before they say it.

They grab onto one another, wanting to feel the closest they could possibly be and take in the sensations, the magic, the love, the truth as they fly up into the clouds. Sucking in an unknown magical essense that falls into the atmosphere and Elvis works the both of them closer and closer and closer and closer to heaven.

Crying out in unison. “I love you.”

[iluvshinobukocho]

I’ve waited for so long.

Shinobu x Fem reader!

Started: July 29

Finished: August 1st, 2:53 AM

Hey dere! 🤓🥸 I really wanted to write an angsty type of oneshot but idk how those go. So this is my first time hope u guys enjoy.

Listening to Twice got me through writing this. Favorite song from them is probably Doughnut or Rewind ^w^!!

•••••••••••••••••

All three Kocho sisters were together with (Y/n) out shopping. Kanae had sent (Y/n) to make line while the Kocho sisters talked.

“Why don’t you give her a chance? She seems sweet and genuinely likes you.” The seventeen year old asked feeling pity for the one that keeps on pursuing her little sister.

“I don’t have time for relationships! I have to train to become stronger. And besides I don’t like her like that.” The fourteen year old answered.

“You don’t like her, huh?? Interesting.. so how come when someone else compliments or flirts with her, you shoo them away. If you don’t like her then you shouldn’t shoo away her potential relationships.” Kanae scolded.

“But nee-san! They’re not good enough for her!” Shinobu tried making an excuse.

“That’s not for you to decide, is it?” Kanae replied debunking her little sister’s ‘reasoning’.

Kanao had stayed in the middle of both of them turning each time one of them talked.

Shinobu frowned but realized her sister was right. If I really don’t like her I should just let her be. The fourteen year old girl thought.

It was time to test that thought. Shinobu and Kanae watched from a distance as a blonde girl around (Y/n)’s age came up to her. She could hear their conversation from where she was standing with her older sister.

“Are you single?” The blondie started. “Yes, but I have someone on my mind right now” (Y/n) replied showing no interest in the girl, making Shinobu sigh in relief.

“Don’t worry, give me a chance to take you out and I’ll be the one on your mind” The stranger continued not getting the hint.

“I can’t.. I’ve liked them for so long”

“It’s okay. Let me take you out on a date and see if it’ll make you change your mind about them.” The girl said holding out her hand.

In (Y/n)’s head, she was thinking about how Shinobu has always rejected her. Maybe I should try this out, after all Shinobu doesn’t like me back. Every time I ask her out, she rejects me by saying I annoy her.

Shinobu grumbled in anger on how persistent this stranger is. She didn’t realize but her older sister was also watching the whole thing. She was giggling at her little sister’s reactions.

(Y/n) paused for a bit and stared at the hand. Shinobu tried making her way over there but was stopped by Kanae’s arm. “Don’t. You aren’t allowed to control who she goes out with since you aren’t dating.”

Shinobu grunted in anger, not taking her eyes off of (Y/n) and the girl. A fire ignited in her when she saw the brunette slowly reaching for the hand.

The fourteen year old threw Kanae’s arm to the side and ran to the possible couple. She hugged (Y/n)’s arm, “(Y/n)! Let’s go on a date” she asked hurriedly.

Kanae face palmed her forehead immediately. She faced Kanao, “Don’t ever be like your hot head sis Shinobu when it comes to crushes. If your crush ever likes someone else, don’t stop their potential relationships. Okay, Kanao?”

Kanao nodded slowly

“Eh!? R-right now?” The brunette asked with red in her cheeks. She was surprised by the sudden demand in a date.

“What? No! She was about to say yes to my date. You can’t just interrupt us.” The blonde girl shouted angrily to Shinobu.

“Oh really?? Guess what.. I just did. Now (Y/n) what do you think about that date?” Shinobu asked again smirking.

“I’d love to go on a date with you.” (Y/n) responded happily. With that Shinobu held (Y/n)’s hand and walked her to Kanae.

(Y/n) was smiling widely, her long time crush just asked her on a date after getting rejected multiple times!

“Well congrats you two.” was the first thing Kanae said.

••••••••••••••••

“Onee-san I’m nervous. I’ve never felt this way before. This is my first time going out on a date! How are they supposed to go? What if I mess up!? What if she ends up hating me after seeing I’m not experienced?” Shinobu panicked.

“Shinobu listen to me. Just go with the flow, (Y/n) is a great person. She wouldn’t hate you because of a date, she has loved you for so long.” Kanae reassured Shinobu.

Shinobu took a deep breath and calmed down. “You’re right.”

There was a knock at the door. Kanae patted Shinobu’s back and pushed her forward softly. Shinobu opened the door and saw (Y/n).

“Take good care of my little sister (Y/n)! I know she can be a handful sometimes.” Kanae teased.

“Nee-san! Stop embarrassing me!” Shinobu whined.

(Y/n) laughed before responding with, “Of course! I’ll always take care her of until she wants me to stop.”

“I know she’s in the right hands.” Kanae said smiling.

“Okay! That’s enough. Let’s go now before she spits out more nonsense.” Shinobu said hurriedly grabbing (Y/n)’s hand and running through the butterfly estate.

•••••••••••••••

The two fourteen year old’s decided to just have fun. First thing they decided to do was go to a cat cafe. Well.. they wanted to go to a cafe but the only one available was a cat cafe.

From the moment they arrived, all the cats were attracted to (Y/n) which offended Shinobu a bit.

I mean sure she doesn’t like cats or furry animals of the sorts but did none really want to come up to her?

She was sulking a bit until a black cat with purple eyes walked up to her. “(Y/n) look! It’s coming up to me!” She whispered shouted happily.

(Y/n) turned towards the black cat and it really was walking towards Shinobu. She watched as it jumped from the ground to Shinobu’s lap.

Shinobu doesn’t like furry animals but she made an exception for this one as it chose her. She was petting the cat the whole time as the girls talked.

When they decided to go somewhere else (Y/n) swears she saw Shinobu frown a bit when leaving the purple eyed feline.

“What happened to not liking furry animals?” The brunette teased.

“I still don’t! It’s just the cat chose me over you, so it clearly had amazing taste.” The butterfly clipped girl said confidently making (Y/n) playfully roll her eyes.

••••••••••••••

Next, for their date, Shinobu decided to go and walk around the park. The two teenagers were simply chatting and walking.

When a dog that was running, away from its owner they guessed came running towards them. The girls separated ahead of time, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire.

Then the butterfly girl saw that the dog with it’s tongue fully out was coming towards her. It slowed down when it caught up to her and started sniffing her.

Shinobu freaked out not liking how it was rubbing it’s fur against her. She back up and started running away. The dog took a liking to her and chased after her thinking it was a game.

She started screaming when every time she turned back it was closer than before. (Y/n) was watching the whole thing play out, laughing and wheezing.

Shinobu ran around the whole park shouting, “(Y/N)!!! STOP LAUGHING ITS NOT FUNNY.”

It went on for five minutes until she got tired and sat down on the bench where (Y/n) was at, laughing.

The dog caught up and landed its front paws on Shinobu’s lap sticking out its tongue, panting.

“So you could handle the cat earlier but not this?” (Y/n) asked, giggling.

“Uhh duh! There’s a huge difference. The cat was smaller and more petite than compared to this big furry beast!” Shinobu countered.

Then, the same girl from earlier that asked out (Y/n) was running, panting towards them. She stopped and had her hands on her knees trying to catch her breath.

She hadn’t looked up to notice who they were. She just saw her dog and ran quickly.

“Th-Thank you for taking care of my dog.” She panted out. “No problem” (Y/n) responded awkwardly.

“Makes sense why the dog ran from you. I would want to too.” Shinobu fired, a bit upset.

That caught the girl’s attention and she immediately shot up. Then she realized who the one who caught her dog was. She rolled her eyes, “Ha ha very funny.”

“Even your dog prefers me over you” Shinobu pointed out. The dog was still wagging its tail infront of Shinobu, paying no attention to its owner.

The girl was going to fire something back, but was interrupted.

“Okayyy… well you can take your dog back.” (Y/n) butted in before things escalated. “Yeah. I should leave now.” The girl responded.

She put on her dog’s collar and glared at Shinobu. The blonde turned to (Y/n) and smirked. She had an idea to anger Shinobu.

The stranger stood up and walked away from the girls. She suddenly turned around and stared at (Y/n).

“Well, my offer from earlier still stands. When you’re done with this random and realize she’s not all that. I wouldn’t mind going on a date with you, cutie.” She said seductively, winking and walked away with her dog.

Shinobu gasped angrily and stood up. She was stopped by (Y/n) who tugged her haori. “It’s fine, calm down. I’m on a date with you. I’m the luckiest girl in the world.” The brunette said, making Shinobu feel all better.

The short girl sat back down and let (Y/n) rest her head on her shoulder. They sat there for awhile just enjoying each other’s company.

•••••••••••••

The sun was going to start setting down soon so they decided to watch it. They both knew about a small cliff in a forest near their home that had a perfect view of a river and the sun.

“How about a race?” (Y/n) suggested. “Yeah? Do you seriously think you have a chance against me?” Shinobu said cockily.

“Yeah! I’ve been training pretty hard with Kanae.” (Y/n) responded confidently.

“I’ve literally trained longer with her. Trust me, I can beat you in my sleep.” Shinobu declared, smirking.

“Okay! 321 go!” (Y/n) said quickly, catching the latter off guard.

“You cheater!” Shinobu shouted as she started to run.

“Eat my dust!!!” (Y/n) responded. She started getting near the forest where the cliff was. She entered and was starting to feel a bit tired but she knew she was near so continued. She turned around to see how far behind Shinobu was, but she couldn’t see her.

Until she turned back to the front and saw Shinobu jumped from tree to tree. Now it was (Y/n)’s turn to shout out, “Cheater!”

“Nuh uh!” Shinobu shouted, turning around and sticking her tongue out at (Y/n).

This got (Y/n) fired up and started to run faster. She caught up to Shinobu and saw the cliff. Her legs were going to give out any second now, but she pushed through and ran even faster.

She wasn’t the only one who sped up. Shinobu started to jump quicker. She leaped from a tree to the cliff but falling down took time. She was 2 feet away from the ground and (Y/n) was right behind her.

(Y/n) threw herself forward and they both landed! They both groaned at the pain, but remembered the race. They opened their eyes to see who landed farther but saw each other’s eyes.

Shinobu landed on the ground and (Y/n) was on top of her. (Y/n) smirked and started tickling Shinobu. “Tell me I won and I’ll stop!” (Y/n) demanded.

Shinobu laughed uncontrollably, “N-NO!” she was able to mutter out. She tried fighting back and was able to switch the positions. Now, she started to tickle the brunette back. “Now YOU, tell me I won the race!”

“KYAAA NO!” (Y/n) screamed, laughing in between. She couldn’t take it anymore, “S-Stop! Y-you win o-okay?” The one on the ground said.

Shinobu was satisfied and stopped torturing (Y/n). She got off (Y/n) and walked to sit down on the cliff. (Y/n) caught her breath before sitting down with Shinobu.

She kissed Shinobu’s cheek, “I actually think it was a tie.” the brunette started. Shinobu agreed trying to act as if she wasn’t blushing from the kiss, “Yeahhh, but you said I won sooo”

“I guess, woah the sun’s beautiful.” (Y/n) commented, finally looking at it. The sky was pink, and orange making it already look gorgeous, but the clouds looked light blue making it prettier.

“Yeah it is.” Shinobu replied, before looking at (Y/n). She smiled as she saw the sparks in (Y/n)’s eyes. She kissed (Y/n)’s cheek back. Red immediately started to color (Y/n)’s cheeks.

“You’re really sweaty!” The short girl commented on the brunette. “Hey! You are too, but I didn’t say anything!” (Y/n) fired back.

Shinobu smiled softly and laid her head on (Y/n)’s shoulder. She looked down and saw the river. She swears she saw a flash of orange go by. She lifted an eyebrow but suspected nothing.

“Look at the river! You can see some fish in it.” Shinobu pointer out. “Oh yeah! You’re right.” (Y/n) replied.

The two teenage girls continued chatting until the sun finished setting down. They forgot to return home and ended up falling asleep. (Y/n) fell asleep on top of Shinobu who was hugged her tightly.

••••••••••••

After a few hours (Y/n) woke up first. Her mouth felt dry and she knew she needed to pee soon. She got up from Shinobu and saw that the sun was starting to set.

She then looked down at the river and saw a white, orange with red type of guy. Her eyes widen immediately, she rubbed her eyes to get a better look.

When she opened them, she saw nothing. Maybe I’m just seeing things she thought. She turned back to Shinobu and saw her sleeping soundly. She was snoring softly.

The brunette didn’t want to wake her up because she looked so cute, but she really needs to use the bathroom. She shook the latter who mumbled, “Onee-san.. five more minutes please.”

(Y/n) couldn’t help but laugh. She thought of an idea to wake the sleeping girl. She brought her lips closer to Shinobu and peppered the girl’s face with kisses. She avoided the lips though.

Shinobu woke up giggling, making (Y/n) smile. Shinobu opened her eyes slowly and saw (Y/n)’s face smiling back at her. She wrapped her armms around (Y/n)’s waist and brought her closer.

“Try escaping me!” She challenged. “Shinobu!! I would love to challenge you but I really need to pee!!” (Y/n) whined.

“Oh my! Sorry.” Shinobu apologized, unwrapping her arms around (Y/n). “It’s okay but let’s hurry to the village first please!!” (Y/n) whined.

“Okay, okay” Shinobu replied. The two girls had a successful date and walked back home. Not knowing what awaited them in a certain village.

(The village is near where they live).

•••••••••••

They were both near the village, when the scent of blood hit their noses. They turned to each other with widened eyes and ran as fast as possible.

When they arrived they saw blood was everywhere and walls were broken. The whole place was a mess, children were crying for their moms and fathers were crying for their wives.

Shinobu immediately sent En to send Kakashi here. (Y/n) did the same with her bird, Midnight. The girls huddled up all the survivors together and that were all crying, hugging each other.

The demon slayer girls found some injured people under the rubble and cleared the way. They waited for the kakashi to come and carry the injured people.

(Y/n) and Shinobu searched around after a kid came up to them crying, saying to look for their savior. A tall lady with long beautiful hair, and a clip in her hair. They immediately both thought of Kanae and searched the whole place.

(Y/n) entered a house and saw Kanae there lying in a pool of blood. Tears started to fall through her eyes. “KANAE” she shouted, crying. She ran to Kanae and tried stopping the blood.

“Its no use..” she heard her mentor say.

Shinobu ran through the door upon hearing the shout from the brunette and saw her older sister.

“N-no.. Onee-san! Please get up” She shouted running to her sister. She hugged her and cried onto the bloody haori.

Kanae brought her hand up to Shinobu’s cheek and was able to mutter a few words, Shinobu could barely hear them.

“Shinobu… leave the demon hunters. I know you’re working hard. And you really, really are… but maybe you’re better off..” Kanae paused, Shinobu staying silent.

“I just want you to obtain happiness like any normal girl would. And live until you turn really old. That’s… enough for me..” Kanae finished.

“No! I wont ever quit! And I will avange you for sure! Tell me! What was this demon!! That beat you just now..!!” Shinobu shouted angrily, tears streaming down nonstop.

“Just tell me Kane nee-san!! Please..! I cant live a normal life after someone did this to you!!” Shinobu continued.

“Nee-san.. please” Shinobu choked out, sobbing. (Y/n) was watching the whole thing crying silently.

“Very well.. It was a demon with blood stains on the top of his head… he always gave a carefree smile. And he speaks in a calm, gentle manner.” Kanae finished, finally closing her eyes.

“No! No no no no Nee-san PLEASE WAKE UP!” Shinobu screamed crying. (Y/n) heard the kakashi arrive and went out to help. She wiped her eyes but couldn’t stop crying.

••••••••••

“Leave.” was the first thing the fourteen year old girl muttered after (Y/n) entered the room where Shinobu was, hugging Kanae. Seven minutes had passed and (Y/n) finished helping the kakashi, they were both still crying.

“W-what? Shinobu please.?” (Y/n) choked out.

“(Y/n) please.. leave..” the shorter girl said mumbling the end.

“N-no you need me more than ever now. I can’t just leave you!” The brunette tried reasoning.

“I said leave. This wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you. If I hadn’t gone on that date with you and helped my sister sh.. she.. she would be alive.” Shinobu shouted in anger not thinking straight.

“Shinobu please! I don’t want to leave you. I can’t, I love you.. and I want to help you. You’re upset and not thinking clearly. I know you’re suffering because of Kanae’s passing but.. you can’t just ask me to leave you! I’m also hurt, leaving you would destroy you!” (Y/n) argued back sobbing walking closer to hug Shinobu.

She got closer and tried embracing Shinobu. Shinobu pushed her off harshly, “(Y/n).. this is the last time I’m telling you. Leave me the fuck alone.. Get away from me.. I dont need your help. I should have never gone on that date with you. I regret it. Go somewhere where I won’t see you.” the angered girl said with venom in her voice, glaring at the girl.

“Shi-Shinobu.. please. You’re not thinking straight!” (Y/n) cried. Shinobu stayed silent ignoring the brunette. “Okay.. I understand. I’ll leave you alone for good.” (Y/n) said wiping her tears, leaving Shinobu alone.

•••••••••

(Y/n) arrived at the butterfly estate crying and went straight to her room. She cried as she packed up her things. She took her Nichirin sword, demon slayer uniform, and extra clothes.

She had lots of money with her. She thought about leaving a letter for the triplets, Aoi, and Kanao but decided not to. She hurried before Shinobu saw her again.

(Y/n)’s heart was aching just at the thought of never seeing Shinobu and the butterfly girls anymore but she’d do anything Shinobu asked. Midnight, (Y/n’s crow) caught up to her and rested on the brunette’s head.

She ran, and ran until it was night. She found a wisteria house and crashed there. Little did she know back home at the butterfly estate Shinobu was knocking on her door.

Shinobu didn’t hear a response and sighed, “(Y/n) please open up. I’d like to apologize for how I reacted. You.. were right I wasn’t thinking straight.”

Still no response, “(Y/n)? I know you’re upset but please open up.” The silence was loud. “(Y/n) open the door!… Okay, I’m coming in!” Shinobu shouted angrily in the beginning, but lowered her voice at the end.

She threw the door open and saw the room was empty. (Y/n)’s nichirin sword was nowhere to be seen, and her uniforms were all gone. The short girl’s eyes widened, she fell to her knees.

“(Y/n) no.. come back please. Please tell me this is a joke. Please come out now..!” Shinobu said panicking, crying.

She got up and laid on (Y/n)’s bed. It still smelt like (Y/n). She inhaled the bedsheets scent and was a bit calmer.

Aoi walked in the room and saw Shinobu in (Y/n)’s bed. She raised an eyebrow at the sight. “Shinobu-sama.. why are you in (Y/n)-sans bed..?” She asked, a bit freaked out.

“She’s.. she’s gone.” Shinobu gasped out. Aoi’s eyes widened and tears began to form. The triplets and Kanao heard the commotion and entered the room.

“What’s going on!?” The butterfly girls asked innocently. “They’re gone.. both of them. Kanae’s dead and (Y/n) left.. because of me.” Shinobu confessed, sobbing once again. Her eyes were already puffy from earlier but now they’re worse.

Everyone except Kanao started crying.

••••••••

Four years have passed since (Y/n) left the butterfly estate. She’s mastered total concentration breathing, and has slayed about 62 demons. Her crow has already declared her as a hashira and all that’s left is to make it official at the ubuyashki mansion.

She’s gotten stronger and way quicker. She’s very injured though because she never takes a break longer than two days, even if the fight was difficult.

Midnight always tells the unofficial hashira to take a break and return to the master, but (Y/n) knows she’ll run into Shinobu so she avoids it at all costs.

She makes sure to avoid the butterfly estate no matter what. She doesn’t want to see Shinobu. She misses the butterfly girls but she still holds onto the past. A part of her wanted to dislike Shinobu for telling her to leave but, the brunette couldn’t bring herself to dislike Shinobu.

After all, that night was the hardest for Shinobu. She knows Shinobu wasn’t thinking straight, but her words sounded so… real. (Y/n) couldn’t help but believe what Shinobu said.

Anyways now she has a new mission to do. Girls have mysteriously gone missing during the night. It’s already night when Moonlight informs her of the mission.

Supposedly there are two demons and a demon slayer is fighting already but it appears that they need help.

She runs to the direction where help is needed and arrives in twenty minutes. She see’s a girl fighting a demon with just kicks and fists. She joins in and soon realizes the girl is a demon. She’s confused but kills the male demon.

She’s surprised the demom girl doesn’t go straight for the humans behind them. She looks at her and see’s the demon girl has a scratch mark that’s bleeding. She’s not regenerating? She must be weak.

(I know this is not how it goes in the anime, so apologies)

A guy with a checkered haori comes out of a hole and see’s (Y/n) cut off the demon’s head cleanly and quickly. He’s amazed by, the way the brunette cut off the head so smoothly.

He watches as the demon slayer gets ready to swing her nichirin sword and he realizes she’s aiming for the demon girl. He gets in the way and stands between the two.

“Boy. Get out of my way.” (Y/n) warns. “No wait! She’s a good demon!” The guy shouted. She lifted an eyebrow in confusion.

“Listen, a demons a demon and it’s my job to kill them off.” She responded, raising her sword again. “Wait!!! She protects humans though! She see’s them as family and fights demons. She’s never eaten a human in her two years of being a demon.” He reasoned.

“I don’t believe it. What a bunch of hippie dippie baloney. Though, I guess it’s a possible answer to why she was fighting the demon earlier and didn’t target the humans. Either way you have no proof she doesn’t eat humans.” (Y/n) replied.

The guy is starting to sweat, “Trust me she will never eat a human. I joined the demon slayer corps to turn her back into human. She’s my sister!” he confessed.

“I have an idea! If she doesn’t eat humans then you don’t mind if I show my blood infront of her right?” (Y/n) stated.

The guy looks nervous but nods, “Anything to prove she won’t eat humans.” he said.

(Y/n) cuts her arm quickly, and ignores the pain. Nonetheless, she walks up to the demon girl and flaunts her blood infront. It was a lot of blood, any normal demon would try to pounce the brunette.

But the bamboo girl just tilted her head in confusion and turned her head away from the blood. Safe to say (Y/n) was shocked.

She cleaned her wound, “Well I never thought the day would come where there would be a ‘good’ demon. I wont kill your sister, but I’m technically going against the demon slayer corp. If you ever get caught, don’t bring me into this mess. What’s your name?”

“Tanjiro Kamado, and my sister is Nezuko Kamado.” Tanjiro answered. (Y/n) offered a handshake which the boy gladly accepted, “I’m (Y/n L/n).” she revealed.

“Good luck with your sister. Are you sure of this though? You might get killed if caught” (Y/n) asked a bit worried. “Yes! I’ll make sure they don’t lay a hand on her! Maybe, they will understand if I explain the situation!” Tanjiro beamed.

(Y/n) hummed out an unsure ‘ehh’.

Tanjiro turned around, “Nezuko ge.. oh” he stopped when seeing Nezuko was asleep. “Is she sleeping..? And did she just get smaller?” (Y/n) questioned.

“Yeah, she heals by sleeping since she doesn’t eat humans.” He answered (Y/n).

Tanjiro put his forehead against Nezuko’s, “I’m sorry. I failed to get any information, but just hang on. I promise you this, I will make you human again.” he said in a low voice.

He took out a box and was able to fit Nezuko inside. He stood up and went to the survivors while carrying the box on his back.

“Mr Kazumi.. are you alright?” Tanjiro asked softly.

“I lost my fiancee. How could I be alright?” He sobbed out. “Mr. Kazumi.. you have to go on, no matter what, in spite of losing people. Even though it’s devastating” Tanjiro advised kneeling down to him.

(Y/n) watched as Kazumi gripped onto Tanjiro’s collar shouting, “How ami I supposed to do that? You’re just a kid! What do you know!?”

Tanjiro didn’t mind and smiled pitifully while grabbing Kazumi’s hands softly. Kazumi flinched at the look Tanjiro gave him, it was so.. kind and soft.

Tanjiro stood up and gave him a piece of cloth, “Here. Hopefully you’ll find something of Miss Satoko’s in there.”

Kazumi weeped in shock as he opened the cloth up and saw his fiancee’s ribbon. He gasped in realization as Tanjiro was walking away. “I-I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have said that! Please forgive me! I’m so sorry.” He shouted, apologizing.

Tanjiro turned around, waving goodbye and walked up to (Y/n). She was getting ready to leave. They went the same direction and were about to separate.

When, both their crows came, “HEAD TO ASAKUSA, TOKYO NOW!! RUMOR HAS it A DEMON IS LURKING THERE!” they shouted simultaneously.

(Y/n) groaned, “I better not get caught traveling with a demon while we are on this mission together.” she huffed out.

Meanwhile Tanjiro complained a bit, “I’ve got another mission already?”

“Yes you do!” His crow replied

“Can’t I take a break first?” He asked and his crows said no.

He turned to (Y/n) and smilied, “Y/n)-san! Can you teach me how to be as strong as you??” Tanjiro asked happily.

“Uhh I don’t know how to train someone. I just never take breaks and I somehow get stronger from that. I’m pretty sure I have a lot of broken parts in my body that haven’t fully healed.” She revealed.

Tanjiro looked at her in shock with a jaw open. “You need to heal!” He cried out. The brunette just shook her head and they chatted along the way. (Y/n) would soon get close to him and his sister.

•••••••

The trio had been through quite a lot together. They saw Muzan Kibutsuji together which he ran away cowardly. Then, they found more good demons, Yuishiro and Lady Tamayo who only drink blood by buying them.

Then some demons pulled up when they were with Tamayo and Yuishiro during it (Y/n) got injured really badly so she couldn’t help and it was up to Tanjiro.

One of the demons had the power of something to do with arrows. As she fought him he hit her in the ribs which were already broken so it was extremely painful now. She couldn’t get up and was treated by Lady Tamayo after the whole thing was over.

They all witnessed the horror when seeing what happened when a demon uttered Muzan Kibutsuji’s name. It was a horrible sight to see, and it upset (Y/n). She grew a hatred for Muzan even more and promised to get stronger.

Tamayo tasked both of them with a mission to collect demon blood and return it to her for tests. They both agreed to the mission and have collected blood ever since.

After they left, the trio (well duo ig since Nezuko is in the box) encountered a boy screaming at a girl to marry him. They interrupted the ‘couple’ and then the boy started going after (Y/n) who rejected him multiple times.

He had orange/yellow hair. Had an orange haori with many patterns of small white triangle on it. His Nichirin sword cover was orange and the handle was white and a bit yellow.

They learned his name, which was Zenitsu Agatsuma. He ended up joining the duo that was on the way to another mission. They had a mission in a mansion and there they made a new hothead friend Inosuke, Hashibara.

He was dumb but very competitive. (Y/n) liked his attitude and fighting spirit to get stronger. He listened and respected her the most seeing her strength and the way she treated him.

They’re all a handful together but she doesn’t mind. She grew to like all of them including Nezuko. Her least favorite though would be Zenitsu.

Right now they’re all resting in a wisteria house after defeating the demons in the big confusing house. They’re all laying down on the futons just talking to each other.

They were talking why they’re demon slayers until Zenitsu asked, “Hey, Tanjiro and (Y/n). There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you both. You’re traveling with a demon. What is that about?”

Tanjiro laid up from the futon, “Zenitsu, you knew and you still protected the box. You really are a good person. You know that? Thank you.” Tanjiro said softly. Referring to earlier when they left the demon mansion thing. (Y/n) and Tanjiro got out and saw Zenitsu protecting the box from Inosuke.

Zenitsu blushed in embarrassment rolling around in his futon with a pillow, “Well, you don’t have to compliment me like that.” he giggled out.

Tanjiro pointed to his nose, “I have a very keen sense of smell. That’s how I knew from the start that you’ve a very kind person, strong too.” he finished.

“And annoying and can’t forget the pervert part” (Y/n) added. Zenitsu ignored (Y/n) and continued chatting with Tanjiro.

Until rustling was heard from the box that contained Nezuko. (Y/n) perked up at this and stood up to walk towards the box. She kneed infront of it, while Zenitsu freaked out as Tanjiro tried to calm him down.

The box door opened up and Zenitsu freaked out more. “AHH IS IT COMING TO GET US NOW? SOMEONE PROTECT ME. (Y/N)- NO INOSUKE EVEN YOULL DO.” Zenitsu screamed running to Inosuke after seeing (Y/n) was infront of the box.

Inosuke kicked Zenitsu’s face, “Stay away from me!” he said as Zenitsu was thrown infront of the box where (Y/n) was. He squealed after the box fully opened while the unofficial hashira got closer.

The orange boy scrambled to his feet and opened something to hide inside of it. Then Nezuko popped out and immediately got hugged by (Y/n) who gave her headpats.

“Hi Nezuko” the brunette greeted smiling along with Tanjiro. Nezuko grew in size under (Y/n)’s arms. The older girl let go of Nezuko as Zenitsu stared at Nezuko in confusion and disbelief.

“I’ll introduce you, Nezuko.” “Tanjiro. You didn’t. Tell me you didn’t. Just who do you think you are!?” Zenitsu said interrupting Tanjiro.

Zenitsu continued ranting and yapping as he was starting to pull out his sword. He raised it at Tanjiro but was stopped by (Y/n) who knocked him out with a swift chop.

“Can we just go to sleep already.?” She asked yawning. Tanjiro thanked (Y/n) and told Nezuko to decide what she wanted to do.

They all laid down and left Zenitsu where he was. Nezuko laid on the floor filling the space between Tanjiro and (Y/n). They fell asleep peacefully not knowing what would happen soon on a certain mission that’d come in a two days.

••••••

It was time to leave the wisteria crest house and go on their mission. The whole group was called for a mission to Mount Natagamo. They all felt fresh, having eaten good and their clothes all washed up.

They were all running to the direction their crows all pointed them to. Tanjiro started to speed up after Inosuke was insulting the pld lady that took care of all of them.

Inosuke saw it as a race and sped up to leaving (Y/n) and Zenitsu behind. “It’s just you and me (Y/n). Would you be my girlfriend?” Zenitsu asked again for the 8th time with hearts in his eyes.

“HELL NO. How many times do I have to say it. I’m too old for you! And I don’t like you that way at all whatsoever.” (Y/n) shouted, and started to run faster.

“Wait no! Guys don’t leave me here, wait up!!” Zenitsu whined.

When they were all near their destination Zenitsu suddenly stopped, “Everyone. We need to pause here” he started.

“Zenitsu, what’s wrong?” Tanjiro asked worried for the orange boy. “I’m nervous okay! Now that we’re nearing out destination. I’m getting scared!” The triangle haori boy continued.

“Why the hell is sitting like that? It’s pretty weird, if you ask me” Commented Inosuke. “How did you even make it this far, you coward?” (Y/n) asked feeling embarrassed she’s been traveling with him.

“Who are you to talk to me about weird!?” Zenitsu shouted, firing back. “You can’t tell me you’re not getting any spooky vibes from that mountain.” he added.

Everyone turned to look at the mountain and did get a little scared by it. “Even so, we can’t exactly just wait here.” Tanjiro reminded.

After a bit of back and forth, Tanjiro was hit with a strange smell. He started running towards the smell. After Tanjiro caught up he saw a a demon slayer on the ground who looked up, “Help, help me please” he said before getting pulled up to the sky back into to forest in the mountain.

“Look at his uniform! He’s one of us” Tanjiro pointed out.

“They were attached to me too! Please. Don’t let me die here!” The boy shouted in fear. (Y/n) jumped up high and cut the strings connected to boy. The group watched in amazement as she caught him.

She put him down on ground and patted his back. “There. Run away from here. There’s a wisteria crest house near here, go rest there. You’re injured.” She informed.

“Th-Thank you! Please, save everyone else in there too!” He thanked and started to run. Everyone felt a presence that had a crazy amount of bloodlust.

Everyone besides the brunette got chills at the sudden bloodlust. Zenitsu whimpered in fear, and Tanjiro clenched his fist, “I’m going in.” He said

Inosuke shoved him with his shoulder and walked ahead. “I’ll head in first. You stay behind me trembling like a scared little animal” the boar said proudly. “This is making me hungry” he muttered after.

“That’s the spirit! Come on we have people to save!” The strongest out of all them said smirking. She ran ahead of them, entering.

“Why is he such a show-off?” Zenitsu asked, shaking. “Let’s go!” Inosuke shouted running after the brunette and Tanjiro followed behind. They all left Zenitsu by himself, shaking.

•••••

Everyone was having their own battles. (Y/n) went her own way, and the last time she saw them Inosuke and Tanjiro were together which was 40 minutes ago. The thing is, the brunette’s been hiding something.

She’s been in pain all this time but was holding it in not wanting to give up. All of her injuries were starting to catch up with her and she was slowing down a bit.

Her broken rib was still painful from when that arrow demon hit her. And both her feet were sprained really badly. If the girl had taken rests like she was supposed to then she would be way stronger and faster.

She’s been relying on recovery breathing but that isn’t enough. Rests were important too. She didn’t know but her arm had was also dislocated. Running all the way from the crest wisteria house to here, really tired her out.

Her legs shook with every step she took. She felt useless because she hasn’t spotted a single demon. How much time have I wasted? I can barely walk! Everyone is out their risking their lives and I haven’t beheaded a single demon. I’m weak! I’m usueless, the girl thought in her head.

She heard a battle going on and ran to it despite her being in pain. Finally! I can help out.

Once she arrived, she saw Nezuko bleeding and being help up from the trees by cobwebs. Tanjiro was laying on the ground, being surrounded by red webs. (Y/n) ran faster and cut through the webs with ease before they reached Tanjiro.

She saw another demon slayer arrive as she cut through the webs. He was a hashira, she could tell. She ran to Tanjiro instead of the demon knowing the hashira would take care of the demon.

“Tanjiro! Can you walk?” She asked. Tanjiro stayed silent and was looking past her. She turned around to see what he was staring at.

The duo watched as the hashira with the mismatch haori battled the demon. “Total concentration. Water breathing. 11th form… dead calm.” he said standing still.

The red cobwebs were immediately destroyed. The difference in strength was massive. The next second Tanjiro saw the demon’s head sliced off already.

In the brunettes point of view she was able to see the whole thing and see how fast the hashira moved to slice the head off. She wasn’t all that impressed, she knew she could also behead the demon but she was mostly worried for Tanjiro and Nezuko.

Tanjiro crawled over to Nezuko as (Y/n) followed close behind. Even after being beheaded the demon walked slowly to the trio. He fell near the trio slowly turning into ashes.

Tanjiro reached over and laid his hand on top of the demon’s clothes feeling sorry for the demon.

The hashira stood on top of the demon’s clothes, “Don’t waste your sympathy, it was a demon. The fact it looked like a child makes no difference. It lived for decades, terrorizing our people.” the mismatch haori spoke in a calm blank manner.

“If it’s for the sake of avenging those who were killed. To make sure there are no more victims, I won’t hesitate to bring my blade down on any demon’s neck. But when it comes to those who felt despair and regret from the actions they took as a demon. I will never disrespect them!” Tanjiro started.

“Because at one time or another.. they were human, no different from me! So please don’t step on his remains.” The demon slayer finished, with tears out of his eyes.

(Y/n) watched the whole thing, staying silent. She saw the hashira’s eyes widen as if in realization or something. Did Tanjiro’s words really make an impact to him?? She wondered.

All of a sudden (Y/n) felt someone coming from behind Tanjiro. She immediately moved behind him and unsheathed her sword. She clashed swords with the person and so who it was. The other hashira was also getting ready to block the attack but (Y/n) was faster.

The attacker and (Y/n)’s eyes widened upon seeing each other. Adrenaline started to run through (Y/n)’s body immediately upon seeing the girl she last saw four years ago. She looked beautiful, but there something different.. she looked fake.? She recognized the familiar haori the attacker wore.

“(Y/n) is that you? Oh my!” was the first thing the attacker said as she spun on the ground.

“I haven’t seen you in forever and this is how we start?Why would you both get in my way, (Y/n) and Tomioka?” She asked trying to act calm, looking at (Y/n) directly.

“And after you told me we could never be friends with demons, I have to say. This kind of the is exactly why no one likes you.” she continued, this time looking at Tomioka.

“(Y/n) you know her?” Tanjiro asked, facing (Y/n). He could smell fear, sadness, and happiness altogether coming from the brunette. While he started to smell a bit of anger but mostly happiness and surprise coming from the new girl.

“Y-yes. Her name is Shinobu Kocho..” (Y/n) responded slowly. She could not take her eyes off the butterfly girl. She’s missed her for so long, memories started to come back flooding in. What am I doing!? Stop looking at her! (Y/n) told herself.

It was hard but she slowly turned away from the short girl and looked towards Tanjiro. He could tell she was nervous.

“Now then, Tomioka and (Y/n) would you please move?” Shinobu finished. The brunette stayed silent while Tomioka started to move his mouth.

“I don’t- I don’t think I’m disliked” he said. Tanjiro gasped in disbelief. (Y/n) was trying so hard to not look up.

“Oh, dear. I do apologize. You’re only just hearing about this now. Then? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to find out this way.” Shinobu informed. (Y/n) rolled her eyes at the bickering coming from the two hashira.

“Boy!” Shinobu called out to Tanjiro. “Yes, ma’am!” He responded. “What you’re protecting there is actually a demon. So please move away before you get hurt.” She informed him.

“No, you’re mistaken! Well, you’re not mistaken, but she’s my little sister! She’s my sister and that’s why-!” He shouted. (Y/n) finally looked up, getting over her nerves. The adrenaline was still running through her but she needed to protect the siblings.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she saw the girl she used to know acting sorry, “Oh, my. Is that really true?” The insect hashira acted bringing a hand up to her mouth.

“You poor thing. In that case, so she doesn’t suffer, I’ll use a gentle toxin in order to kill her.” She finished, bringing her sword to her face.

“Tanjiro-kun, can you move?” (Y/n) asked, ignoring Shinobu’s threat. “Even if it’s difficult, you need to go. Take your sister, and run. Girl. Protect them too.” Tomioka instructed.

“No need to tell me. I was planning to protect them either way.” (Y/n) replied. Her response made Shinobu’s eyebrow twitch. It’s been so long since she’s the girl and she’s protecting demons now? After their mentor was brutally killed by one..?

Shinobu was enraged and Tanjiro could smell it. He was terrified, he knew she was powerful already but now she was also mad, AT HIM AND (Y/N)? He was shivering.

Despite his fear, Tanjiro stood up and (Y/n) picked up Nezuko in bridal style. They ran, and from behind the brunette could hear Shinobu, “Did you.. just break the rule of the corps?”

Ahead as they ran, they saw Nezuko’s box. Tanjiro picked it up and continued on. (Y/n)’s feet were starting to burn and she felt a cramp starting to form soon. Then, she saw Nezuko waking up slowly.

“Does this mean, we’re going to have to leave the demon slayer corps?” Tanjiro asked between breaths. “No. Worse, probably death.” (Y/n) replied calmly.

“Huh? How.. are.. you so calm?” He asked gasping for air. “Because I’ve been knowing this. And stop talking you need to have air in your system. Believe it or not but I’m in so much pain right now. My leg is cramping up and I have so many broken parts.” She stated trying to say it normally.

From behind (Y/n) heard someone on the trees. “Tanjiro. There’s someone behind us on the trees. They’re jumping from tree to tree. I know you’re in no state to fight so I think you should continue running. Carry Nezuko for right now and I’ll fight them.” (Y/n) whispered.

The boy nodded and carried Nezuko and ran a bit slower. The brunette turned around and saw the person jumping down. Once again adrenaline started to run.

The person was short, was wearing a long demon corp skirt. She had a Kanae’s butterfly clip on her hair. And, had bangs. The last time she saw the girl, she was smaller but now she’s taller.

It was Kanao. She saw Kanao’s eyes widen in shock but nonetheless the familiar person did not make her stop her task. Meanwhile (Y/n) didn’t raise her sword like she was supposed to. She didn’t want to fight the younger girl. So she watched as Kanao landed on Tanjiro’s back.

As Tanjiro threw Nezuko and made Kanao fall on top of him before she got the chance to slice his sister’s head off. She knocked him out with a swift kick and ran up to Nezuko.

She swung her sword to hit Nezuko but the demon, shrunk in size. That was when (Y/n) came back to reality.

Since (Y/n) didn’t want to fight the younger girl, so she grabbed Nezuko quickly and ran faster than ever. The adrenaline was helping a lot.

They kept on running when (Y/n) got another cramp on her other leg and fell.

Kanao was about to slash Nezuko until the crows shouted for the kamado siblings to be brought into headquarters.

She questioned if that was Nezuko and (Y/n) confirmed it was.

After confirming (Y/n) laid on the floor with arms spread out. She sighed as she raised her legs with cramps to make them go away.

Nezuko helped her out by grabbing a leg and stretching it.

None of them knew but Shinobu was making her way over here running as fast as she could. She didn’t want (Y/n) to leave again. She’s waited so long to see her again.

After (Y/n)’s cramps were gone she stood up and stretched feeling better. She started walking with Nezuko to where the crows started to lead them.

She carried Nezuko on her shoulders. The brunette got so close to the demon girl she started to view her as a little sister. She’d never tell anyone though but through her actions people can notice.

She felt awkward walking infront of Kanao. She heard someone running behind her and turned around. She saw Shinobu from afar and her eyes widened.

Nezuko could tell (Y/n) started to feel nervous. Nezuko patted the brunette’s head thinking it’d calm her down.

Oh gosh. Should I make a run for it? This is going to he so awkward (Y/n) stood frozen deciding what to do. She turned around quickly and made a run for it. She knew it was immature but she really did not want to see Shinobu after all that’s happened.

She heard Kanao start running too and tried speeding up but the brunette couldn’t. Nezuko looked back and forth deciding what to do. She got off (Y/n)’s shoulders making (Y/n) stop.

(Y/n) tried picking her up but Nezuko made herself big again and hugged the brunette so she wouldn’t run away. (Y/n) sighed softly, understanding Nezuko as they walked.

Shinobu caught up to them and was going to talk (Y/n) but all of a sudden her throat felt dry and was nervous. Memories came back flooding in. She whispered with Kanao and (Y/n) could hear a bit of what they were saying.

She sighed and walked nervously to the kakashi that had found Nezuko’s box. Upon seeing the demon they got scared, so (Y/n) grabbed it and told Nezuko get inside.

Nezuko shrinked and entered. Before closing (Y/n) smiled at her softly, “You did good today Nezuko” she said headpatting her.

She put the box on her back and walked forward. She had no idea but behind her was Shinobu fuming in anger silently.

The brunette saw a kakashi carrying Tanjiro so she tried running up to him. Shinobu thought she was going to run away so she also dashed up to (Y/n) and knocked her out.

She then looked ahead and saw Tanjiro. Oops! She was probably running to check up on him.

She was going to order a kakushi to pick up the brunette but realized this was her chance! So she gladly took off Nezuko from (Y/n) and carried the girl. She took in her scent and felt at peace for the first time in awhile.

Kanao watched the whole thing happen and was confused. She had never seen her sister act like this before.

••••

Tanjiro and (Y/n) were both awaken by a kakashi. They woke up at the same time and the brunette felt fear start pooling at the bottom of her core. After seeing who was infront of her.

“Holy shit… Tanjiro let’s just say goodbye to this world now already. We’re cooked” she whispered only for Tanjiro to hear, but everyone had already heard.

“Why? Who are these people? Where are we?” The poor boy was confused why (Y/n) was so scared. Yeah, there’s a lot of people but what’s so special about them? He wondered.

The brunette’s jaw dropped in shock before answering his question, “We’re infront of the hashira! The most powerful demon slayers! And we are in the demon slayer corp headquarters to hold a trial!” She whispered shouted.

“So?” was the reply. (Y/n) was ready to tweak any moment now. Not only did he commit a crime, but he’s disrespecting the hashira. They were both done for.

“Tsk… all we get is a so? Let’s start this trial already!” Tengen commented. (Y/n)’s face turned pale after realizing they all heard the conversation. She was so not making another day in this life.

“There is no need for a trial! Let’s just execute them now!” Rengoku said loudly. Tanjiro ignored all of them and looked around, “Where’s Nezuko?” He asked. “I don’t know where they put her. I’m sure they’ll bring her out soon for the trial though.” (Y/n) reassured him.

“Forget that.. what are we going to do about that girl and Tomioka? They should be tied up. Seeing them standing with no restraints is upsetting me.” A guy from the tree said, joining the conversation, catching the duo’s attention.

“Oh I’m sure it’s fine. Tomioka came here with no resistance and so did (Y/n). We’ll come up with a penalty later. What I’m more interested in is hearing this boys story.” Shinobu spoke up. (Y/n) tried playing it cool by not looking at her area at all.

“Despite being a demon slayer, he’s been traveling with a demon at his side. He even has (Y/n) on his side, protecting him. I’d like to hear both of their explanations.

So tell me, why are you guys traveling with a demon? You are aware it’s against the rules.. right?” The insect hashira asked.

The sound hashira looked fed up and started to grab his swords, “Ughh who cares why?” he groaned out.

“You can take your time. Just tell us why” the short woman added.

Tanjiro gulped and calmed his nerves. (Y/n) looked at him worriedly she wasn’t sure if they’d spare him after hearing his story. No one would a believe a demon that doesn’t eat humans, exists.

“She’s my… she’s my young-” he choked out barely. Shinobu took out a small gourd and gave it to him to drink. (Y/n) stared at Tanjiro but could feel Shinobu’s gaze on her. She did her best to not make eye contact.

After drinking up Tanjiro tried speaking again, “She’s my little sister. While I was gone, my family was attacked by a demon. When I came back my sister was turned into one! She’s never eaten anyone and never will. Nor has she hurt a human.”

The hashira in the tree cut off Tanjiro, “Enough. It’s no wonder you’re protecting her. She’s your little sister. I don’t believe you at all.”

Next the blind, crying hashira gave his opinion, “Let us kill this poor child to end his suffering. He’s been possessed by a demon.”

“Please listen! I became a demon slayer to find a cure for my sister. It’s been two years that Nezuko has been a demon and she hasn’t hurt anyone” Tanjiro pleaded.

“Your story isn’t flashy. She hasn’t devoured anyone and isn’t going to? If you’re going to plead your case then please make try making it interesting” Tengen said, not believing a single word Tanjiro spoke.

Mitsuri was thinking hard and realized something. She had waited for Tengen to stop talking for her to talk too, “Excuse me? I do have my doubts, you know. I just can’t imagine the Master being in the dark about this situation” the pink haired mentioned.

She had a point, so the two hashira beside her were puzzled on what to respond with. “Do you really think it’s okay to deal with him without his permission?” She added, once again leaving the two male hashira’s silent.

“I think we should wait until he arrives” she finished. “Well..I guess you’re right” Tengen agreed. (Y/n) sighed in relief, glad they wouldn’t do anything yet.

“My sister… My sister will fight with me by my side! She can fight as a demon slayer, just give her a chance!” Tanjiro said, trying to convince them.

“Well, well I can see you guys are brewing some fun. Is that the idiot traitor slayer who has a demon with him?” a voice was heard. Everyone turned their heads and saw Sanemi holding a box, Nezuko’s box.

(Y/n) and Tanjiro’s eyes widened, sensing his anger. “Just what the hell are you trying to pull here?” The wind hashira asked.

“I ask of you to put that box down!” (Y/n) finally spoke, tryng to act calmly.

“Shut up! I don’t want to hear shit from you. You’re a high level demon slayer, yet you still decided to betray the corps by helping this idiot with the evil demon.” Sanemi fired to (Y/n).

“Shinazugawa, please don’t act out of line.” Shinobu commented joining in. He ignored Shinobu’s comment and continued glaring at the duo.

“What did you say about that demon, kid? That she can fight as a Demon Slayer to protect humans? You know what we call that? A total delusion, you moron!” He said, cackling deviously as he stabbed Nezuko.

This angered the duo, they both stood up and tried running to the hashira. Tanjiro made it but (Y/n) was caught by Shinobu.

“Anyone who hurts my sister… Hashira or not, I won’t let you get away with it!” Tanjiro shouted, clearly angered as well. Sanemi laughed in his face as he swiped his sword through the air to get rid of the blood.

“Well how very good for you!” The wind hashira cackled out. This upset (Y/n) and Tanjiro even more. In that moment, the usually calm (Y/n) who doesn’t harm others besides demons grew a hatred for the man. So much that she lost respect for him as a hashira.

Tomioka created a distraction by butting in, “Cease this! The master will be arriving shortly!” he shouted.

As Tanjiro yelled, (Y/n) freed herself from Shinobu. Sanemi swung his sword at Tanjiro, who dodged by jumping high.

Meanwhile (Y/n) was able to get behind the man to punch him. Everyone was caught off guard by the girl’s speed. They didn’t realize she had reached him from behind, they had all been distracted by Tanjiro.

Tanjiro was able to headbutt Sanemi on his nose and (Y/n) was able to land a hit on Sanemi’s back. Tanjiro landed on the ground and Sanemi also fell. (Y/n) was the only one left standing.

She immediately jumped to Nezuko’s box and stood infront of it. Tanjiro rushed up and also stood by it.

Mitsuri couldn’t help but laugh at the whole thing, “pardon me” she stifled her giggle as the hashira stared at her in disbelief.

“Damn you both!” Sanemi muttered out in the pebbles, embarrassed he got teamed on. “If you can’t tell the difference between good demons and bad, you should just quit being a Hashira!” Tanjiro stated.

“I don’t agree with that statement, but don’t you ever lay your hands on Nezuko!” (Y/n) said angrily, gritting her teeth.

Sanemi stood up, grabbing his sword, “Fuck this. I’ll destroy you two!” he threatened as he pointed his sword to both of them. They were all interrupted by a voice, “The Master has arrived”.

Out walked a man being supported by two girls, “So good of you to come… my beloved children” he said stepping onto the veranda.

He greeted everyone in such a calm tone. It immediately calmed (Y/n) down. She was brought back to her senses and realized what she had just done. Her and Tanjiro were so not going to live after this trial.

Everyone except Tanjiro kneeled down. Tanjiro is slammed down harshly to the ground. “I am pleased to see you in good health as well, Master. I fervently pray for your continued good fortune..” Sanemi said being respectful and calm.

“Thank you, Sanemi” the master thanked. Sanemi continued, “If I may, Master… Before we start the Hashira Meeting, would you mind enlightening us about this swordsman, Tanjirou Kamado, accompanied by a demon?” the switch up was crazy. Just a minute ago he was acting like a complete douche and now he’s all formal and a gentleman.

“Right. I apologize for startling you all. As for Tanjirou and Nezuko, I’ve sanctioned their situation. And I’d also like you all to accept it.” He answered Sanemi, shocking everyone at his response.

Everyone had mixed responses, that they weren’t afraid to make known. After mostly everyone gave their opinion the master spoke, “The letter.”

One of the girls pulled out a folded letter sent by Urokodaki. The whole letter, informed every one of Nezuko’s story, how she hasn’t eaten a human and why. Towards the end it informed everyone that Tanjiro, Urokodaki and Tomioka would do suicide if Nezuko ever eats a human.

Tanjiro cried in relief when the master said he was sparing Nezuko.

“(Y/n), you are a demon slayer. Why didn’t you slay these demons like all the other ones?” Kagaya asked calling upon (Y/n).

“I was given a mission, and when I arrived. Nezuko was fighting a demon, I joined in the fight and killed the other demon. After killing the other demon, Nezuko did not go for the two humans behind us which confused me. I also saw she wasn’t regenerating. I was going to kill her but Tanjiro stopped me.

He explained his story and I didn’t believe it but the fact she didn’t go for the humans made me think twice. I cut my arm, and lots of blood came out.

I tried waving my arm closer to her face to get a reaction.. but instead of pouncing on me she just looked at me in confusion and turned her head away. After that I’ve been fighting with them and not once has she attempted to harm a human” Y/n) stated calmly.

“Do you also believe she’ll never cause harm to a human?” The master asked.

“Yes, I firmly believe in Nezuko” Y/n) stated. “So much that you’ll also commit seppuku along with Tanjiro Kamado, Giyuu Tomioka, and Sakonji Urokodaki if she were ever to eat a human?”

The old (Y/n) would have never believed she’d grow up to befriending a demon. So much that she’s willing to put her life on the line for one. Ever since she joined a mission with Tanjiro she had started to grow fond of him.

Without realizing, she even slowly started viewing Nezuko as her own sister. It always brought her joy fighting alongside the Kamados.

So without a second thought, “Yes. I’ll commit seppuku if she were to ever eat a human” the brunette answered seriously. Shinobu’s eyes widened at this, she clenched her fists silently.

Sanemi had enough of this, “So what if they commit Seppuku? If they wish to die, then they can rot for all I care. It’s not guaranteed she wont hurt a human!” he said upset.

Kagaya saw from his point of view, “you do have a point.” he agreed.

“We can’t guarantee that she won’t attack humans. We can’t prove it. That being said.. we also can’t prove she’ll attack humans.” He said wisely.

Sanemi grunts at his response. Kagaya mentioned how four people were willing to commit Seppuku for Nezuko was surprising, so she must be special. And, how the people that disagree need to provide evidence that she’ll fail.

What Kagaya said next sent shivers down everyone’s spine, “Also, there’s something I’d like to relay to you, my children. Tanjiro, and (Y/n) here have crossed paths with Kibutsuji..”

Every hashira gasped in shock, they couldn’t believe it! Not even one hashira has ever crossed paths with him.

“These two chumps have crossed paths with him!? How did he look!? What were his powers!?” Tengen asked loudly, in shock.

There were lots of questions coming out at once, directed to the duo. Sanemi was shaking Tanjiro’s head as he asked. All questions were stopped when Kagaya put a finger over his lips.

Kagaya announces how Kibutsuji sent demons after Tanjiro to silence him. He believes something is happening to Nezuko, Muzan never saw coming. After saying this he asked, “Can you guys try to understand?”

Sanemi was upset but didn’t want to be disrespectful, “No, I can’t understand, Master. If it were human, I’d be okay with letting it live, but not a demon! Not after all that we Demon Slayers have gone through in battle! Not after so many people have lost their lives! It’s.. unacceptable!” he declared.

Sanemi cut his arm the same way (Y/n) did, “Master! I will prove to you right here and now. The ugliness of a demon!” he shouted.

He let the blood seep into the hole he made earlier when he stabbed the box. Everyone watched him do all of this while (Y/n) was cursing him out in her head. She was a bit worried for Nezuko because Sanemi’s blood was different.

To demon’s eating his type of blood counts as eating fifty normal humans. They go crazy for people with this type of blood and don’t think straight.

“No need to force yourself to hold back. Just show us your true colors, and I’ll obliterate you right here!” The wind hashira shouted. Tanjiro called worriedly for Nezuko.

The serpent hashira reminded Sanemi the demon wouldn’t come out in the sun. Sanemi apologized for the mess he was making as he jumped to the shade, throwing Nezuko’s box. Once again he stabbed the box angering (Y/n) and Tanjiro.

“Leave her alone!” (Y/n) and Tanjiro shouted. She saw how Iguro tried to elbow her back and dodged it. Seeing how he missed he decided to aim for Tanjiro.

(Y/n) was going to stop Sanemi, but realized Nezuko needed to prove herself so she stopped in her tracks.

“Come on out, demon!” Sanemi shouted stabbing the box continuously. (Y/n) grunted in anger everytime he did so. She so badly wanted to go up there and wipe the smirk off his face but she couldn’t. They were already on thin ice, anything else and they’d be extra cooked.

Everyone watched as Nezuko came out of the box grunted and making weird sounds. Tanjiro was struggling trying to remove himself from the restraints he was put in.

Even Shinobu felt bad and asked for Obanai to ease up on the poor boy. He kept on putting pressure because Tanjiro kept on moving.

“Kamado, if you use any breathing techniques while your lungs are being squeezed, your veins will burst.” The insect hashira warned the struggling boy. Despite this Tanjiro yelled and was able to break free from his restraints.

Tomioka stepped up and grabbed Iguro’s arm who tried restraining Tanjiro again. “That’s enough” he spoke. Tanjiro ran up towards Sanemi and Nezuko, “Nezuko!” he shouted trying to get her attention.

Turns out it worked because after a few more seconds, the foaming demon girl turned her head away in disgust, shocking everyone. Kagaya was informed of what happened and counted this as evidence Nezuko wouldn’t eat humans.

Tanjiro was congratulated and was told to try and prove everyone wrong about Nezuko. Tanjiro got a little too carried away saying, “Me and Nezuko will defeat Muzan Kibutsuji!” and was humbled by the master.

Shinobu and Misturi giggled while (Y/n) face palmed her face in embarrassment for the boy. Kagaya started talking about Hashira and how they’re very respected.

He told Tanjiro to have manners when with the hashira again then he turned his attention to (Y/n), “Speaking of hashiras. There’s been a demon slayer that has killed over 50 demons already. She’s been a ‘hashira’ for a year already but just made her presence today. (Y/n L/n) you are now officially the flower hashira.” the master announced.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden announcement, “You.. You’re a hashira (Y/n)-san?” Tanjiro asked. (Y/n)’s face was red forgetting that she still hadn’t made it official.

“Thank you master. I’m honered” She responded nervously. In all honesty, she did not feel like a hashira. She still felt like all of them were more powerful than her. She didn’t feel fully worthy of being called a hashira.

After (Y/n) was announced hashira, Kagaya bid Tanjiro and Nezuko a farewell. Shinobu volunteered to take care of Tanjiro, and (Y/n) at her estate. (Y/n) was going to disagree but the master had already accepted.

Kakashi came to grab Tanjiro and Nezuko but the one assigned to take Nezuko got scared. (Y/n) stood up and asked if they wanted help which they gladly accepted.

Nezuko’s eyes lit up upon seeing (Y/n) and the younger was given a headpat by the latter. They all started to leave to the butterfly mansion but came back apologizing because Tanjiro had ran away and caused a small commotion.

•••

They were currently at the garden, since no one was at the front door. Kanao was seen standing in the middle of a group of butterflies. “Hi.. Kanao” (Y/n) greeted finally gathering the courage to.

Kanao turned to the hashira, ignoring the two kakashi’s and Tanjiro. She walked towards (Y/n) and hugged her. (Y/n) hugged back smiling softly. She missed Kanao, Aoi, and the triplets. She misssed everyone, but the thought of seeing Shinobu scared her so never visited.

“Why.. why didn’t you leave a letter..?” Kanao asked, still hugging the girl tightly. “I’m sorry, I should have.” (Y/n) said regretting the fact she didn’t bid a goodbye to the girls when she left.

Tanjiro and the kakashi’s were confused but let the girls have their moment. “Who are you guys!?” an annoyed voice spoke, which (Y/n) immediately recognized.

She broke apart the hug with Kanao and turned around, “If you brought an injured person then follow me..” the blue girl spoke as her voice got lower as she saw the brunette.

The blue butterfly was stunned upon seeing (Y/n), “Well your tone of voice still hasn’t changed!” The hashira said laughing awkwardly to break the silence.

“(Y/n)-sama..?” Aoi mumbled out. “(Y/n)-sama!” She said again sounding more upset now. She marched up to the older girl, and stuck her finger in her face.

“You can’t just come here like as if it’s normal! Why didn’t you talk to us before you left!? Do you know how much I missed you?? Do you know.. how much Shinobu-sama missed you!?” Aoi spat out quickly with tears coming out her eyes.

“Uhh.. are you mad or sad.. I’m confused?” The flower girl asked dumbfounded. “You idiot!” Aoi insulted. It was now her turn to hug (Y/n). The brunette gladly accepted the hug.

Everyone just stayed silent again waiting for this to be over with. “Okay I would love to catch up, but Tanjiro here is very injured.” The hashira reminded, breaking the hug.

Aoi nodded and lead the everyone into the infirmary room. Inside was the rest of the group, Inosuke, and Zenitsu.

Zenitsu looked.. smaller? And Insouke was very quiet which wasn’t like him. Zenitsu was complaining about the medicine he was assigned. Aoi was getting more frustrated each second that passed by Zenitsu’s shouting and complaining.

“Shut up! You’re still making a commotion!? How many times do I have to explain! That is your medicine! And if you don’t take it then we’ll force you!” She shouted, clearly ticked off.

Zenitsu jumped from her shouting and turned to Tanjiro. He cried what he’s been through and how Aoi’s been treating him. As they caught up, the brunette talked to Aoi.

“Sooo.. where is Nezuko going to be?”

“Who?”

“Nezuko! She’s a demon that doesn’t eat humans!” (Y/n) stated calmly as if it was normal. Aoi’s face turned pale, “A demon!?” She asked making sure she heard right.

(Y/n) hummed a short ‘mhm!’

“Uhh.. I guess she can take this room, follow me”

The hashira followed the blue butterfly clipped girl with Nezuko’s box. They stopped at a room that had curtains and a bed. Aoi left (Y/n) alone after that. The room looked pretty empty. The brunette placed down Nezuko’s box and closed the curtains.

She opened Nezuko’s box and she came out. To (Y/n)’s surprise, the girl was awake. She assumed the demon to be asleep for healing but she wasn’t. Maybe she had a lot of energy. She watched as Nezuko turned bigger.

She played with Nezuko and just yapped to her even though the Kamado couldn’t reply back. Their time was interrupted when the door opened. The brunette saw a small foot enter the room.

Then one by one three girls entered the room. She saw they had tears in their eyes and at once they all ran to her. They squashed (Y/n) hugging her tightly.

“Ack! Girls! I missed you too but not so hard on my ribs!” (Y/n) choked out.

“What if you try to escape again!?” They shouted simultaneously.

(Y/n) lifted their heads and kissed them each on their foreheads, “I won’t” not for now at least she thought in her head.

She took a good look at Kiyo, Sumi, and Naho noticing how much they’ve changed after four years, “You guys have gotten taller! And stronger!” the older girl pointed out.

They all giggled, “Soon, you’ll catch up to me! Can’t let that happen now can I?” (Y/n) joked.

“(Y/n)-san who’s that?” Sumi asked referring to Nezuko. The demon had shrunken back to a small girl.

“This is Nezuko-chan! She’s very kind, but can’t talk. Please don’t get scared but she’s a demon. She’s a good demon though! She protects people.” (Y/n) said introducing the Kamado.

The triplets were a bit scared, but with (Y/n) here they walked up slowly to the small demon girl. Naho took out her hand which Nezuko grabbed softly and shook it.

Kiyo saw how she was friendly and also stuck her hand out which Nezuko also grabbed. Sumi got closer and poked the demon’s cheeks. They all giggled at Nezuko’s reaction.

The small girl had let go of Naho and poked Sumi’s cheek back. They all started to play together making (Y/n) smile. She watched as they chased each other around.

She leaned back on the bed that was there and closed her eyes. She was tired and wanted to sleep. She felt someone poke her left cheek making her jump.

She turned around and bumped noses with someone. After realizing who it was she jumped back.

“No need to be so scared (Y/n), I don’t bite” shinobu joked.

The latter stayed quiet not knowing what to say. There was a bit of tension between the two. Silence was broken by the shorter girl.

“Follow me. I know you’re injured, let me help” Shinobu ordered.

“I’m fine. I don’t need your help” (Y/n) rejected Shinobu.

“I wasn’t giving you the choice. Follow me now.” Shinobu repeated faking her smile.

(Y/n) frowned when she looked at Shinobu, “Why do you do that?”

The brunette asked as she got up, rejecting Shinobu’s hand to pull her up.

“I’m not sure, I understand”

“Your smile. I don’t like it, it’s not genuine. If you don’t want to smile then don’t. Lead the way please” (Y/n) said.

Shinobu stayed silent, and lead the way to her room. “This isn’t the infirmary room. This is your room” (Y/n) stated, looking around.

It was a mess, papers were everywhere and ink was spilled on the top of her desk. Something sitting on the desk caught her attention. It was (Y/n)’s favorite doll she used to play with younger.

She thought she locked it away in her closet somewhere, but here it was on Shinobu’s desk.

“Thanks for stating the obvious. Anyways sit down on my bed” Shinobu said. (Y/n) wasn’t moving and turned around to see her standing still looking at something.

She moved and saw (Y/n) looking at the doll. The shorter girl’s eyes widened, shit! I forgot to hide it, the girl thought.

“(Y/n) please sit down on my bed” she stated again trying to play it cool.

“Huh? Oh okay.”

The brunette sat down, and watched as Shinobu took off, her haori. Shinobu also took off the latter’s shirt leaving (Y/n) in her bra.

“Wow, well you definitely have been training. Uhmm okay, lay down now.” The doctor switched topics acting normal as if she didn’t just compliment (Y/n)’s body.

How is she so calm? (Y/n) wondered. The flower girl was getting shy about being left only in her bra. She’s just trying to help me. Just trying to help me.

The taller one reminded herself in her head as she laid down. Shinobu suddenly pressed down on (Y/n)’s stomach. The brunette winced feeling pain.

Shinobu took note of this and moved onto another area, “So. It’s been four years since we’ve last seen each other. And you’re befriending demons now..?” Shinobu started, breaking the silence.

“Only Nezuko. I have not met another demon like her” (Y/n) answered shortly.

“So what made you lose it? What made you think it’d be a great idea to put your life on the line for a demon.” Shinobu asked with venom laced in her voice.

(Y/n) raised an eyebrow at the tone of voice before she could answer, pain was immediately felt again, “Ow! Fuck!” She shouted.

“Please refrain from using such vulgar language here.” Shinobu informed calmly.

“Well please don’t put so much pressure on my stomach next time.” (Y/n) retorted.

“As I was saying, I haven’t lost it. I trust Nezuko and if I need to put my life on the line for her to be trusted, then I’ll gladly do so”

(Y/n) jumped at the sudden pain in her foot. She glanced at Shinobu and saw her fake smile again. She glared at the latter.

“What?” Shinobu questioned noticing (Y/n)’s look. (Y/n) arose from the bed and blocked Shinobu’s hand to stop her. The brunette leaned closer to the girl’s face staring hard. She smelled Wisteria and Lavender the closer she got to the latter.

“W-what are you doing” Shinobu stuttered out, getting nervous. Her fake smile dropped for a moment, but after realizing she brought it back up.

“Stop that, it’s annoying. I know you’re not happy, so why are you smiling? Even, then on the mountain you were still faking your smile. You weren’t like this four years ago”

“People change you know? I changed the moment you left me. I can tell you also changed, but for the worst. You literally put your life on the line for a fucking demon” Shinobu fired at the latter.

“Are you seriously trying to shift the blame to me? Don’t forget Shinobu, you were the one that told me to leave. I begged you to rethink, I knew you weren’t in your right mind. You hurt me with your words, saying you regretted going on the date with me.

And, yes I put my life on the line for Nezuko. I don’t mind you thinking it’s dumb, but don’t fucking try to shift the blame to me. You know what? Fuck your help, I don’t need it.” (Y/n) stated, angrily.

She stood up and put the demon slayer shirt on, forgetting her haori. Once again Shinobu didn’t stop her. (Y/n) hated herself for wanting Shinobu to take it all back. She wanted Shinobu for apologize, so she could run into her arms and cry.

The thing is, she was still in love with Shinobu even after all those years. Even after everything that’s happened she loves Shinobu no matter what. She can’t seem to get the girl out of her head.

(Y/n) walked up to the door and stopped. She waited for Shinobu to stop her, but it never came. “Did you get rid of my room or is it still there?” the flower hashira tried playing it off.

“Yes, you’ll always have a room here.” Shinobu stated trying to make sure her voice didn’t crack.

And, with that response the brunette opened the door and slammed it shut. She stormed off to her room, remembering where it stayed. A few kakashi were in the hallway of her room.

They all watched as she opened the door. She could hear their whispers, “Did she even get permission from Shinobu-sama to open the door? I’ve always wondered what’s behind it. Shinobu-sama usually spends her time in there. She doesn’t allow anyone to enter”

She closed the door and leaned against it. She.. she stays in my room? Why? (Y/n) wondered. She looked around and it pretty much seemed the same as four years ago.

Until the smell of Wisteria and lavender hit her nose. The whole room smelled of it which was unusual. Then she looked towards her bed. The bed sheets were wrinkled which was not how she left it.

That was where it smelled the most of Wisteria and Lavender, Shinobu’s scent.. did she stay in my bed often?

(Y/n) stayed, sitting down on her bed for a few minutes rethinking everything. Until she heard a knock coming from the door.

She stood up and opened the door. There she saw Aoi standing, looking upset. “Hey, Aoi. How can I help you-” she got cut off by a punch.

“What’d you do to Shinobu-sama? Go apologize!”

“First of all, ow! Second of all, you don’t even know what she did! Did she tell you my side of the story?”

Aoi shook her head, but she still stood firm on Shinobu’s side. (Y/n) sighed and shut the door on Aoi’s face. Aoi pounded on the door, until the hashira told her she needed to think things through.

“Okay, fine. But just make sure you apologize when you make up your mind.” the girl on the opposite side informed, (Y/n) heard the girl’s footsteps getting further.

She was left to her thoughts. Part of her wanted to go and apologize but the other part knew she wasn’t in the wrong.

(Standing on business ‼️💯🔥)

••

It’s been a week since (Y/n) and Shinobu talked. The tension between the two was intense. Anytime they were both in the same room either one would make the excuse to leave.

Then (Y/n) would continue going on missions despite Shinobu’s warnings. Every time the insect hashira caught the brunette leaving for a mission, she warned her and they argued about it.

The triplets and Kanao started to slowly realize they weren’t on good terms and asked Aoi about it. Well, Kanao stayed silent but you could tell she was curious. Aoi pretended nothing was wrong and that they were fine.

Aoi once again went to go complain to the brunette. She didn’t want the triplets and Kanao to know (Y/n) and Shinobu weren’t good with each other.

The blue butterfly knocked sense into (Y/n)’s head and scolded her. She was aware Shinobu wasn’t fully in the right, but her mentor also didn’t apologize often despite being in the wrong.

(Y/n) was just going to pretend to listen to Aoi, but when the girl wouldn’t leave until she went to go apologize to the butterfly girl. She realized she actually did need to go talk to her so Aoi would leave her alone. She sighed getting up, and told Aoi she actually would apologize but to let her walk alone.

Aoi surprisingly agreed and left (Y/n) alone. Staying true to her promise, the flower girl made her way to Shinobu’s room.

She didn’t bother to knock and just opened the door. There, she saw Shinobu injecting herself with something. She wouldn’t have questioned it, if it weren’t for the latter’s reaction.

“Fuck! Haven’t you heard of knocking?” Shinobu shouted angrily not looking at who it was. She immediately tried hiding whatever she had on her hand.

(Y/n) froze at the sudden outburst. She was shocked the calm and collected girl actually wasn’t faking it. She broke out of her trance and rushed up to the girl.

She noticed Shinobu wasn’t wearing Kanae’s haori but.. hers. Oh right! I forgot it here why is she wearing it? Whatever that’s besides the point. What is she hiding.

She rose an eyebrow skeptically at the purple liquid on the ground. “What’s going on? What are you doing..?” she asked wasting no time.

Shinobu recognized the voice and felt nervous. She didn’t want (Y/n) to see her like this. She knew the girl wouldn’t agree with it.

“Nothing. Just leave (Y/n). Like you always do” Shinobu said trying to anger the girl on purpose so she could leave. The latter knew better though. She knew the girl infront of her was trying to get a rise out of her.

Shinobu was acting suspicious and (Y/n) was going to fond out why.

The brunette walked forward and bent down silently and smelled the liquid, “Wisteria..?” She questioned. She looked at Shinobu, who was drenched in sweat.

She connected the dots by looking at the girls arm which was bleeding.

Immediately, she felt anger. “Shinobu, please tell me you are not injecting yourself with Wisteria.” (Y/n) tried saying it calmly but she couldn’t hide the anger in her voice.

The silence from Shinobu told the flower girl all she needed to know.

“Just, how much have you taken..?” She questioned worried for the answer.

“So far thirty three.. kilograms worth of poison..” the purple girl gasped out.

(Y/n) didn’t respond immediately. She didn’t want to lash out at the girl. She took deep breaths in and out. Shinobu started fidgeting with her fingers, waiting for the latter’s response.

Instead of getting the scolding she was expecting. She was hugged tightly by the flower hashira. “Why..?”

“You’re the only one who knows.. I’m planning to get eaten by the demon who killed Kanae.”

“No no no stop. Please.. we’ll find some other way to kill him. I’ll defeat him with you together. I don’t want you to die. I can’t live without you” (Y/n) confessed, hugging Shinobu’s from behind tighter.

Shinobu started to feel guilty when she felt (Y/n) sob onto her shoulder. It was getting wet.

“(Y/n).. I can’t stop now. I’m too far in, I swore revenge and I will accomplish it no matter what”

“Shinobu.. I won’t let you take him on by yourself. I want revenge too but not like this. I don’t want it if you die”

Shinobu turned around and lifted (Y/n)’s head up. The brunette looked at Shinobu with teary eyes, “It’ll be fine. I promise” the insect hashira promised, wiping away the girl’s tears.

“That’s a lie! I know it won’t be fine! You’re planning a suicide mission just for revenge not thinking what your death will do to others. I’ll train harder than ever to make sure you don’t go through with this stupid plan.

I won’t ever forgive you if I catch you injecting yourself with this again. Please, stop now. Do it for the girls, please.. I beg of you Shinobu!” (Y/n) shouted, her voice cracking multiple times.

Shinobu rested her forehead against the latter’s. “Okay, I promise then. We’ll find a way we can both take him out. I’ll stop injecting myself with poison” she promised after seeing how much this affected (Y/n).

(Y/n) smiled softly, lips quivering. She looked towards Shinobu’s lips, “May, I?” she asked. Shinobu didn’t responded, instead connecting her lips with the latter’s lips.

Both of their hearts raced the moment their lips touched. They’ve waited four years for this moment. They longed for each other and finally got what they wanted.

Teeth were clattering against each other, but they didn’t care. Shinobu brought her hands to (Y/n)’s head and pushed her deeper into the kiss.

(Y/n) scooped her up, not breaking the kiss and laid down together with her. They both pulled away, panting. “Oh how long I’ve waited to do that.” Shinobu said with a genuine smile.

“Oh really? How long?” (Y/n) asked with a toothy grin. “Let me show you. How long” Shinobu said feeling confident.

“I would love to see it, but let’s wait a little longer. I want our moment to be special.” (Y/n) replied giggling, rejecting Shinobu nicely.

Shinobu frowned, but smiled when (Y/n) pecked her lips again. The two girls were happy with this. They fixed things and were now cuddling (Shinobu is the big spoon despite the height difference).

“Shinobu.. I have a question I’ve been wanting to ask.”

“Hmm? What is it?”

“When I was away. Did you stay in my room? I heard whispers how you wouldn’t allow anyone to enter and would often spend time inside. When I entered the room, I was hit with your scent and my bed smelled the most of it.”

(Y/n) couldn’t see but Shinobu’s face was red. “Who said that!? I’m going to fire them for gossiping!”

“So it was true.?”

“..yes..” Shinobu confirmed, sighing.

“Did you miss me a lot?”

“Yes, every day I remember those hurtful words I told you. I shouldn’t have said any of it. I’m truly sorry, (Y/n)”

“It’s okay Shinobu.. I know you’re sorry. I’m just happy we’re together now and not fighting. And I’m glad I convinced you to stop injecting yourself with wisteria. I just need you to do one more thing please”

“What is it?”

“Please stop faking your smile. If you’re angry then show it. Don’t cover it up with that fake smile. If you’re sad then cry. It’s fine, no one will shame you for it” (Y/n) finished.

“Okay. I pinky promise” Shinobu promised.

(Y/n) turned around to kiss Shinobu again. She never wanted to let go of the girl ever again. They fell asleep hugging each other on Shinobu’s bed content.

Aoi walked in to see what was going on and when she saw them. She called people over to see. Everyone awed at the sight, but immediately scattered when Shinobu stirred in her sleep a bit.

•

FINALLYYYYYYY IM DONE WITH THIS ONESHOT. I literally have to go to my high school orientation today like in a few hours. I will check for spelling corrections later. Not sure how long this one shot is but I know it’s over 10,000 words.

I need to sleep noww.

Toodles!! Hope u guys enjoyed :3

[girltwinklater]

SAM CARPENTER NSFW ALPHABET

not a soul asked for this but here you go gay people (me)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

makes sure you’re comfy before leaving and will MAKE you drink fluids. and if you’re staying over at hers she will not let you leave. cuddling before after and in between is like part of the deal.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

arms arms armsss sam loves her arms. so proud of them. but she’s always been super into hands. likes holding them, playing with them, sucking on your fingers. everything to do with hands.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

it’s like nectar to her. likes to makes sure you’re taken care of first. and then again and again and again. will suck you dry if you let her.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

loves hickies. pretends she doesn’t but loves when you mark her neck and thighs.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

moderately. but she’s learned your body and your sweet spots so she knows every way to get you off

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

doesn’t really prefer one over another, but likes seeing your face. seeing how well she’s doing.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

bro is goofy as hell 😭 sam can’t take anything seriously and it’s funny watching her try.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

she likes to stay trimmed. refuses to get rid of her happy trail.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

super gentle and sweet when she’s not being silly. loves being close to you and making you feel good

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

in the shower >>>> everything. and lovess handies.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

mommy kink but you didn’t hear that from me

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

your place since you live alone. but the risk of getting caught excites her a little.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

grinding and dry humping. over the clothes stuff. LOVES it.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

can’t handle restraints. or knives. the one place she won’t go.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

prefers receiving, but gives expert level head it’s INSANE

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

likes to go slow when she’s topping. making sure you’re okay and enjoying yourself. but will ride you like there’s no tomorrow.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

she’s okay with them. sam prefers taking her time, though.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

she’s iffy about it, but since it’s you it doesn’t take much to convince her.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

sam’s stamina is high as the heavens. can easily go three rounds without breaks. you’re genuinely baffled at how she never seems to get tired.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

she has a few. you like to use them on her sometimes.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

she’s less of the teaser and more the tease-ee. you love watching her get restless.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

relatively quiet. small gasps and whines in your ear. the occasional plea when you’re being a tease.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

she loves talking to you in spanish. pet names and praises.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

all i’m gonna say is homegirl is PACKING

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

not too high. the hormones definitely lowered it, but is down for it anytime.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

she has trouble sleeping. will hold you for hours listening to your breathing until she finally does doze off.

and yes i stole this from @finalgirlmeeks mind your business

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NSFW Alphabet for Charlie

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

She’s VERY attentive to your needs. Literally anything you need or want she will run to get you it.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Her favourite body part of herself is her hands. She’s very confident in their abilities. On you her favourite body part is your pussy. She’s a pussy enjoyer what can she say!

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

She loves when you cum in her mouth. She genuinely loves the taste.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She doesn’t really keep any secrets from you. She’s pretty much an open book when it comes to you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

She’s not super experienced but she knows the basics so that’s something right?

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Scissoring. She loves rubbing her most intimate part with yours. It makes her feel closer to you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She’s definitely goofy. She doesn’t see why anyone needs to be super serious during sex?

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I feel like she shaves. I’m not sure why I just get that feeling. Maybe she likes the soft feeling of it?

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

She’s very romantic. She loves you so much and just wants to show you it in any way possible. Sometimes she’s so romantic that it’s laughable.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She doesn’t masturbate very often. If she does it’s with a pillow pretending it’s your thigh.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

She loves your moans but does that count as a kink? She could cum from just hearing your pretty noises.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom. She hates the idea of being caught by anyone.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

If you give her those bedroom eyes she’s going to melt immediately.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

She doesn’t want to hurt you ever at all. So absolutely no sadomasochism.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She loves the taste of you and the beautiful moans you let out so she definitely prefers eating you out.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

She’s very slow and sensual. She loves you and wants to enjoy every moment with you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Nope. She hates them.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She’s a bit nervous about risks but if you’re very insistent on it, she will try it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

She can go 2 rounds maximum. She’s a sensitive girl okay?

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She owns a strap-on to use on you, other than that she doesn’t have anything.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not at all. She’s too sweet and hates to see you in pain or desperate.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

She’s not super loud but she lets out moans of your name. She tries to be quieter though so she can hear you better.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She will literally whimper if you pull her into a kiss by her bow tie. Also, when she has a really strong orgasm her horns come out.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

She’s got B cups. Not huge but they’re perky.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not very high. She’s quite innocent and content with just being wholesome with you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She makes sure you’re comfy before she even thinks about sleeping.

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Could we get headcanons for how would it be being Team Craig beloved adopted child? Like- idk- reader is this sweet kid who wants everyone to be happy and then Craig and Those guys are like- the protective parents while Clyde is reader's adorkable big brother 😱

craig and those guys adopting a sweet reader who acts like their kid/little sibling; platonic headcanons

includes: craig, clyde, tolkien, jimmy, and tweek

A/N: i know tweek technically isn't apart of catg, but since he often is in fanon i decided to add him!! people r always debating whether jimmy or tweek is in craigs gang but why not both!!!!!!

personally i see tweek as the butters of catg. like he's there sometimes but not all the time ykwim

whenever craig and tweek get into a dispute it's like watching your parents argue

despite you being the same age as tolkien, your parents often leave you with him as your babysitter (your parents love him to death) and you two always end up playing games and eating snacks

they're kind of. confused about you. like craig might treat you like butters at first but gets berated by the rest for it once they all realized ur actually cool and not stuck-up

jimmy ruffles your hair and treats you like you're his little sibling, and goes 'oooooo' and asks constant questions if you have a crush on someone

if you're shorter than tweek he leans on your shoulder or head, because he knows it pisses you off. then he giggles deviously about it

craig is kind of. always trying to get your evil side out. like he's completely convinced you're not 100% angel and he tries to annoy you to get you to get angry

u and clyde hang out a lot. like you're always at each other's houses, people at school started to actually think you two were related

lots of video game nights. you all come to someones house (usually tolkiens because he's loaded) and play video games on the couch and in his room all night long. also lots of sleepovers

i feel like when ur choosing teams for a sport or a game, some of them are begging for you on their team and some of them are begging that you aren't on their team

jimmy, tolkien, and clyde want u on their team. craig does not. he doesn't because he thinks u suck (he doesn't mean it, he just wants to be a dick. unless you actually do suck)

with tweek it depends. like he might agree with craig and he might not. it really depends on what the thing you're doing is

clyde leans on your shoulder when you two are standing in the halls with a smug look on his face (he wants to embarrass you)

tolkien (and sometimes jimmy) always help you with studying and homework. like they'll teach you the entire subject and make sure you're prepared for the test

jimmy cracks (un)funny jokes to embarrass you in front of your friends

they get all pissy if someones annoying you. craig in particular is not afraid to get physical if you're getting bullied or something. he'll never admit it though

tweek likes to annoy you, but he's also probably one of the more sentimental ones (next to tolkien and jimmy). like he'll be there for you emotionally and stuff, even though he isn't always the best with feelings

jimmy is very encouraging. like if you're down or anxious about something he'll listen intently and give you the most motivational pep talk you've ever heard. he cares a lot and shows it with quality time and just being there!!!

tolkien is very good at listening. he might not understand everything you're going through, but he tries very hard to hear you out and give advice. he also reassures you that he's always there for you

craig isn't the best at showing his own emotions in the first place, so he's kinda. panicky if you're sad. he's learned a lot from tweek though, and will listen closely and try to validate what you say.

clyde doesn't always understand, but he tries. he'll listen to you talk and gives shitty advice, and is generally kinda knuckle-headed. he genuinely cares though

craig tells you about his silly little interests, and like forces you to play with stripe. he also rants to you about space and shit and you always fall asleep to it

whenever everyone falls asleep in the living room while playing video games, you're the one left awake, and you can't help but feel immense happiness at how peaceful they look.