#Kimetsu no Yaiba x male reader

[beautifulsenpai]

random horny thought:

men that’ll put a pretty collar around your neck. they’ll keep you on a leash. you will be their cute, pathetic little puppy. they’ll tell you how much they love you, and how you belong to them while you bounce on their big cock while you have a cock drunken daze, eyes rolled back, tongue lolled out, head tilted back and panting like a good dog. they’ll make you bounce on their cock, or suck their big dick because they will make you work for pleasure since you’re nothing but a brainless pet that’s only purpose is to serve their master.

keigo takami, dabi, tomura shigaraki, kai chisaki, muzan kibutsuji, doma, donquixote doflamingo, buggy, crocodile, dio brando, simon riley (ghost), toji fushiguro, sukuna.

[nino-rox]

Akaza x Male Human Reader | S

Warnings: NSFW Gay sex, Sexual themes (Rough, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex), Some blood. Top Akaza, Bottom Human Reader.

Disclaimer : This is a Fan-fiction story written for entertainment purposes only, no part of the story implies or affirms anything regarding real world events or individuals. Please be of the appropriate age ( i.e, Adult as per your country’s stipulations and regulations) before interacting with this post.

Akaza picked you up, your back against the wall, as his dick grazed against your hole.

The smirk on his face when he licked his lips told you that he knew what he was doing to you.

And you liked it. Akaza’s mouth covered yours, his tongue searching and pushing its way into your mouth while his hands squeezed your ass.

You kissed him back, one of your hands reaching up to touch his cheeks, as the other was wrapped around his neck. You never thought you’d fall in love with a demon - let alone get fucked by one against the wall.

When you felt the tip of his cock nudging at your entrance, you tried to push him away, but it was useless. The thrust was smooth and deep, making your breath hitch.

“A-ah…” Akaza’s arms wrapped around you tighter as he bit your earlobe before moaning softly.

You bit his lip harder and moaned as he went faster. His dick throbbed inside you as it slowly slid out and then slowly slid back inside of you, hitting the spot just right.

“Oh, God…” you moaned as he fucked you faster. He bent his knees and moved you from the wall onto the floor, still thrusting inside you.

His body pressed against yours while his cock rubbed against every sensitive spot within your hole. Every inch of you tingled. His hands made their way to your neck again, this time holding it tightly. You could feel his fingers digging into your skin, leaving red marks that would turn purple after a few hours - it got harder to breathe.

Your moans became louder and more frequent as he moved faster and deeper. He was taking control of you now. And you loved it.

Your bare back was laid against the floor as your eyes were shut tight, sweat dripping down your forehead. Akaza removed his hand from your neck and brought it down to cover your mouth, silencing your cries. “Be quiet!”

Akaza whispered harshly. He fucked you even faster, his hips slapping against your ass with each stroke as you arched your back. Your head rolled from side to side, and you could feel the drool escaping your mouth. He placed his free hand under your back, making you arch it more as he bit down hard on your nipple. The pain shot through your body. You didn’t want to scream, but his nails pierced your flesh, leaving long, bloody scratches behind. It hurt like hell, but somehow, you couldn’t stop begging for more.

Akaza pounded you harder and harder until you cried out in pain. It felt like your skin was ripping apart, your body shuddering, and your muscles tensing. You opened your teary eyes to see Akaza lustfully watching you. The look in his eyes told you exactly how much pleasure he was feeling. It looked like it was too much for him to handle, so he closed his eyes, biting his lip as he came inside you.

He pushed his sweaty chest against yours as he pulled out and shoved himself into you again - continuing to rail you as his cum dripped out of your hole with each thrust. This time he kept fucking you - his muscular defined body completely resting on you - while groaning, muttering nonsense words. Then all of a sudden, his moans turned into screams, and Akaza started fucking you harder than ever as you let out sinful moans into his ear “AHhh Uh AH, I’m-im going to cum, Akaza”, You managed to choke out, crying out and writhing around on the ground.

With each thrust, you felt your walls clenching on his cock, the blood flowing down your thighs and soaking into the floor beneath you. Your whole body was drenched in sweat; his thrusts got sloppier as you heard him moan from ecstasy. You felt his cock begin to pulse around your tight walls, cum spewing inside you. Your entire body shook violently as you rode out the waves of ecstasy, his seed coating your insides. Your orgasm lasted for minutes, causing you to almost pass out. When it finally subsided, you both lay motionless, his dick still inside as cum oozed out of your hole.

REQUEST FOR PART 2!

[h2llish]

ミ ˖ ✧ DEVIL'S GHIBLI EVENT

❝ once you've met someone you never really forget them ,,

✉ ─── i've been talking about doing this event for quite some time now after i was introduced to ghibli movies and here it is! there is no deadline for this event because i am only accepting a number of requests, further explanation, along with the rules, below.

�� ─── rules (please read them carefully!)

♡ as i said, there is a set number of requests i will take, one for each prompt. it's first come, first served event. if the first prompt you wanted is already taken you can try asking for another! this post will be updated regularly, so keep an eye out!

♡ i have not added all ghibli movies, just the ones i really like, and got the best prompt for. some of them are only romantic, some are only platonic, and some can be read as both; i'll be sure to mark them so you know!

♡ i am strictly a male and gender-neutral writer, so do not request for female readers. if no gender is stated, it will be written gender neutral.

♡ all my fandoms apply! that being: twisted wonderland, demon slayer, obey me, stardew valley, and fields of mistria.

♡ if the request isn't exactly as you pictured when requesting i apologize! i'm doing my best!

♡ you can choose to switch the roles of the character and the reader.

that's all! if you have any questions, please let me know!

♡ ─── prompts (you can tell a prompt's been taken when a character's name is beside the prompt)

❝ it just takes a while for your memory to come back to you ,,

howl's moving castle ─ feat. elliott

(romantic) prompt: after a run in with the slightly infamous wizard rumored to consume the hearts of that which they deemed most beautiful ─ you were cursed by a very spiteful witch. with nowhere else to go, and no way to break the spell, you have to rely on that same wizard who you learn isn't quite what people say they are; and you fear, you may be falling in love with them.

spirited away ─ feat. ruggie bucchi

prompt: a move to a new place is stressful; only you weren't warned of the possibility of finding yourself in the world of spirits after a wrong turn and an overly curious pair of parents. and now you're left to fend for yourself with the weight of having to rescue your family on your shoulders, before you're trapped there forever and forget who you once were. ─ although, it helps to have someone who seems to know who you are, willing to help.

kiki's delivery service ─ feat. eiland

prompt: when coming of age, you must set out to begin a life as a brand-new witch. and after doing just that, you find yourself in a big city, with new people, interesting sights and ─ a loss of magic? it's an adventure you start to question if you're ready for, but in the end, you're happy to have the people you've met there at your side.

princess mononoke ─ feat. idia shroud

(romantic) prompt: after saving your village from a cursed and rampaging boar, a god, you're suddenly ailed with that same deadly curse. with the consequence of never being able to return again, you set out to rid yourself of this curse, only to find yourself in the middle of a war between humans and the gods of the forest. you meet a human who was raised by gods, with the intention to kill anyone who threatens their home and their family. ─ but perhaps, you realize, you're both in over your head.

my neighbor totoro ─ feat. epel felmier

(platonic) prompt: moving to a new house to reunite and grow closer to your ill mother, you and your sibling hadn't expected to learn your neighbor was a wood spirit, totoro. what awaits you as you set out on this new adventure with your younger sibling and your new otherworldly friends?

whisper of the heart ─ feat. balor

(romantic) prompt: after discovering the person you've had a (one-sided) rivalry with after they'd beaten you to so many books, you're suddenly questioning if you can live up to a purpose you don't have. so, setting out to feel worthy to stand at their side. an unspoken question remains, will you be able to answer it before time runs out?

tales from earthsea ─ feat. floyd leech

prompt: a force has upset the balance of magic as you know it. troubled and with regrets, you set out; it's up to you, to restore the world of magic as it once was. you meet people, both allied and foe. ─ only, something stirs in you, a darkness that eats at you: and the question rises, will you be able to restore order before chaos consumes, or will you give in to that darkness?

castle in the sky ─ feat. malleus draconia

prompt: after witnessing them float down from the sky, straight into your arms, you're unexpectedly drawn into a journey full of pirates, government agents, secrets, unknown identities and ─ flying castles? in your self-given quest to help your new companion, you're wrapped into a world you'd only heard about in stories. will you regret your choice?

that's all! remember this is first come, first served!

do not repost, translate, copy, or run my writing through an ai

[mythicalmyles]

Hello again!

I saw that you were fine writing for demon slayer so I wanted to ask if you would be fine writing something for Muzan and Kokushibo?

Like double pen, noncon or anything you want to add to it.

Sorry if this is akward, I never requested anything before :']

<🌪> <3

(Noncon, Double Pen, Overstim, Sub!Bottom!Male!Reader, Mentions of Blood, Stomach Bulging)

Muzan's an asshole

You let out a sob into Muzan’s palm, his fingers digging into your cheeks. You shook as you felt the tip of his cock pressing against your hole, fear filling up your stomach as you braced yourself. “I’m surprised no one plucked you up yet, just sitting there all wide eyed and pretty and all alone.” Muzan’s voice was like velvet, his words held a psychotic note.

He began pushing you down onto his cock, his palm keeping your mouth shut as you whined through gritted teeth. It felt unbearable having him slide into you, your ass clenching around his cock. You could feel every ridge on his cock, his thick shaft stretching you to your limit.

The pain was mind numbing but you forced your body to relax, welcoming him deeper inside of you. You curled back into his chest, pathetic cries held back by Muzan’s hand.

The sudden opening of the door had you jumping up, moaning when Muzan’s cock rubbed roughly against your prostate. Your wide eyes stared into six yellow pupils that swam in oceans of blood, the overwhelming feeling of being utterly powerless wrapped its way around your heart and clenched around it tight.

You shook in Muzan's arms as eyes roamed your body. "Care to join?" Muzan's voice had your blood turning cold, his blatant disregard for your wants scaring you. You knew better then to defy or fight him, yet your body screamed at you as your eyes glossed over with tears.

Before you had even fully blinked Kokushibo appeared in front of you, you let out a gasp as you flung yourself back into Muzan's chest. Muzan's chuckle was cold and lifeless, Kokushibo's hands rubbing circles around your buds. Your mouth gaped as you looked up at him. "Where did you find this delicious little thing?" You whined, his words striking fear into your heart.

"Little thing was hiding in a barn, shaking like a leaf." They both laughed. "His mother was particularly delicious." You sobbed into Muzan's hand, tears freely running down your cheeks as blood flashed through your mind.

His leather gloved hand stuck to your sweaty skin, you already felt beyond your limit but Kokushibo grabbed your thighs just under the knee and spread them around his hips. You could feel every muscle Muzan had pressing up against your back, his shirt sticking to your sweaty skin.

Muzan's hand moved from your mouth to your neck, resting his hand around your throat. You let out a loud cry when Kokushibo's cock began sliding in next to Muzan's cock, it felt unbearable with every inch that slid into you. You could feel the tears and snot drip down your face as you openly sobbed, you could never have imaged in your life that two demons would split you open on their cocks.

Muzan's rough hands grabbing you from out behind a hay bale stuck in your mind, screams of horror filling the once peaceful night sky. You knew you were dripping precum, you could feel it dribbling down your cock. You were wrapped up in shame, the feeling of their cocks ramming into your prostate was mind blowing.

You could see their cocks bulging out your stomach, shivers wracking your body at the sight of them stretching out your insides. "Looks like he's falling apart." Kokushibo's voice barley registered in your head, completely drunk off of the feeling of them slamming their thick cock's into your tiny hole. "He can take it." Muzan smirked, hand slapping against your thigh and causing a yelp to flee for your lips.

You felt your own cum hit you in the chin, whining when Muzan stopped you from wiping it off. "Oh no, pretty, you better get use to that." Muzan's words had you shaking in his grasp, his hand lightly tightening around your neck. Kokushibo groaned at the sight of you loosing oxygen.

You could feel your own eyes rolling back, the grunts of the two men ploughing into you fading and ringing out. Muzan finally relazed his hand and you coughed as you sucked in air. "Fuck, fuck." Kokoshibo groaned as he released inside of you, the feeling of you clenching around him too much.

He leaned back against the table, arms tensing as he held onto the edge, happy to watch Muzan continue pounding into you. "We're gonna be here all night, pretty boy." Muzan chuckled, eyes widening in glee with his newfound pet.

[leedosbunnyboy]

Kyojuro Rengoku; The Fire Kindling in My Heart

Genre: Fluff, Implied Smut

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku x Male Reader

Warning(s): Very narrative-driven, Slight feminization (Reader is referred to as a wife), Kyojuro and Reader bathe together, Implied bath s3x

Summary: Living with the love of your life can do a number on you, especially when you live every day wondering if he’ll even come back alive

Part II

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Ten years…

Ten years since you’ve first started living with the flame hashira’s family.

Kyojuro Rengoku, the flame hashira, was your best friend since you were kids. So whenever your parents were killed by a demon, it was only natural he’d invite you to live with his family.

You were eternally grateful for his kindness and did everything anything necessary to attempt to repay his kindness; however, Kyojuro never once asked anything of you, simply saying you being alive and within his presence was more than enough. Even now, Kyojuro was twenty and you were nineteen, he was still as caring as ever. Always bringing you gifts from his many missions.

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You knew you liked the slayer. Hell, you’ve known since you were twelve. That was when Kyojuro held you as you cried on the second anniversary of your parents’ death. You wailed, you screamed, you looked a mess, all covered in snot and struggling to breathe, but Kyojuro never once judged you. He simply continued to hold you and you let you cry into his shoulder, whispering sweet words into your ear when you calmed enough to no longer be shaking. That’s when you knew, your heart belonged to him.

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You weren’t any good with swords, hence why you never chose to pursue the path of a demon slayer. Kyojuro tried his best to teach you, but you simply couldn’t figure it out. Instead, you decided to learn medicine. If you couldn’t help Kyojuro on the battlefield, you could at least help him in the aftermath. While Kyojuro spent his days training to pass Final Selection, you would learn how to blend herbs and roots from the kind old doctor up the mountain. Returning home at night to prepare dinner for Kyojuro and his younger brother, Senjuro, as well as to clean out any scrapes the older might have received during his training. You would run a bath for the swordsman and massage his tense shoulders until he began to doze off. Afterwards, you would tuck in Senjuro for the night, making sure to read him his favorite stories. The younger always asking if he could grow up to be as brave as the heroes in his stories, and you always reassuring him that he would be even braver. You would then head to Kyojuro’s room and fall asleep in the slayer’s arms.

A warm feeling would arise in your chest every night. You loved this routine.

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When Kyojuro was promoted to a hashira, you couldn’t really bring yourself to be happy. First off, his missions almost always had him away from home, so now that he was an even higher rank, you knew there was almost no way he’d be home for a while. And second of all, he’s almost died multiple times, and now that he was a hashira, you knew you would have to get used to it. Every time you had to wipe his blood off his skin, every time you had to stitch a gaping cut, it pained you. You constantly worried for him, and now to know the man you cared for so deeply could die any day now, did nothing to ease your constant fear. But he assured you, “I’m very strong (M/n)! It is my duty to protect the weak. Of what use would my years of training be if i never used it to protect the weak?” God, he reminded you so much of his mother.

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By some miracle, Kyojuro had some time off. A week off specifically. A week of not having to worry about if he’d be killed on the battlefield, a week of not having to hold your breath each time a crow came to your residence out of fear of hearing of his death, just a week of relaxing with Kyojuro by your side.

However, fate had other ideas.

In the middle of his break, he was called via crow to report to his master’s residence. Lord Ubayashiki if you recall correctly. You’ve never met the man but you’ve heard great things.

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“Must you really go? I’m sure you can simply tell him all he needs to know in a letter.” You now stood at the entrance to the Rengoku estate. Barely catching up to the flame hashira on his way out:

“I wish it was that easy (M/n), but if the master requires my presence it must be important.” He held your hands, his fingers brushing over your knuckles in an attempt to calm your growing worry. “Hey, I fortunately still have 3 more days of my break, remember? When I return, I promise I won’t leave your side until my rest is over.” He flashed you that god-forsaken smile of his. The smile that calmed you down and had your heart beating faster than the speed of a shinobi.

“When you return, please hold me?” You looked up at the man, silently swearing him to hold up his end of the promise with just your eyes.

“I swear on my honor, (M/n).” And with that, he was on his way.

You watched until you could no longer see his bright hair over the tree line, before returning back to sit at the engawa, distracting yourself by counting the stars.

“You really love my brother, don’t you?” Asked a small voice.

“Is it really that obvious?” You chuckled, brushing a loose strand of hair out of your face.

“Of course it is. Your face lights up every time you’re with him.” Senjuro comments as he moves to sit next to you.

“Then why doesn’t he say anything?” You asked, tears beginning to well in your eyes. “I doubt he’ll ever feel the same. He needs a strong hashira woman to marry, not a lowly pharmacist like me who can’t even wield a sword properly.” You wiped some stray tears away with the sleeve of your kimono. It was blue and had coi fish and lily pads as the design. Kyojuro bought it for you. He said you’d look pretty in it.

“You shouldn’t be so harsh on yourself (M/n),” Senjuro rested his hand on your shoulder, “I know my brother cares deeply for you. Why else would he invite you to live with us?”

“Because your brother is an honorable man who pities the weak. It was for no other reason than helping a pitiful boy who couldn’t even help his parents.” You clenched your hands into a fist as to not cry.

“Don’t say such things about yourself.” Senjuro shifted to rub your back. For such a young boy, Senjuro was very was mature for his age. I guess having to raise yourself due to having a drunkard as a father does that to a kid. “You know, Kyojuro told me he joined the slayers corp because of you.”

You turned towards the younger boy, surprise etched into every corner of your face.

“When he saw you that night ten years ago. Alone, all at the hands of a demon, he promised to not allow that to happen to anyone again. He said he made two promises that night; to kill all demons and to never let you be alone again.” Senjuro recounted, his smile brightening upon feeling your back relax.

“He truly cares for you (M/n). When he returns, please consider telling him about your feelings. I promise he won’t hate you, no- he can’t ever hate you.” Senjuro smiled at you.

“I will.” You wipe the remainder of the tears off your face. “Now, let’s get you back to bed, yeah?”

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Kyojuro returned by sunrise. Ubayashiki simply wanted to inform him of his next mission after his break.

He slowly crept into his home, peeping into his father’s room to see him sound asleep. Most likely due to alcohol rather than exhaustion, but at least he isn’t yelling at Senjuro, or god forbid, (M/n).

He then made his way to his room, but not before peeking into Senjuro’s room. His heart swelled at the sight of you resting with Senjuro in your hold, his head resting in the crook of your neck. A half-read story in your hands.

“Poor things. You both must’ve been very tired.” Kyojuro whispered as he moved to wrap you both in a blanket. You reached out a hand to grip his. “Oh, it’s you.” You stated, half-asleep. “I’m sorry (M/n). I didn’t mean to wake you.” He softly smiled. “No, it’s fine. I was about to awake anyways. Let me just lay Senjuro down and I’ll make us some breakfast alright?” You shifted to rest the younger Rengoku on his futon before tucking him in with a blanket. “Sounds good to me.” The flame hashira smiled as you dragged him out of his room and into the kitchen.

“Are you in the mood for anything specific?” You asked as you wrapped an apron around your waist. “Some miso soup would be amazing!” He stated. “With sweet potatoes i assume?” You smiled back to him. “You know me so well.” The flame hashira chuckled heartily. “Well of course I would know what my best friend likes.” Not to mention how i’m crazy in love with you you thought.

Just before you could finish the meal, a very annoyed and very hungover Shinjuro came barging into the kitchen. His eyes glanced over to Kyojuro before a look of disgust overtook his face.

“Sir Shinjuro. Would you like some miso soup as well?” You offered. Mostly to break the uncomfortable silence which had overtaken the area.

“Sure, sure, whatever.” Kyojuro’s father had never particularly hated you, in fact, the flame hashira might even go as far as to say his father liked you. Well, he’s never shown it, but he’s also never yelled at you, and according to Kyojuro those are the same things.

You smiled towards the retired hashira before preparing three bowls of soup, as well as an extra for when Senjuro decided to wake up. Normally Shinjuro would have him up at this hour but you decided to let him sleep in just a bit longer. You brought over the bowls and set them in front of the two men before taking your seat beside Kyojuro, apron still wrapped around your waist.

“Is it good?” You asked Kyojuro. “Of course it is! Everything you make is delicious (M/n)!” The flame hashira would say before wolfing down the entire bowl. “Tasty!” You chuckled at his antics. “Shall i get you some more?” He nodded and you arose to pour him some more.

“He has two arms and two legs (M/n). I’m pretty sure he can pour his own soup.” Shinjuro would remark as you stood. “It’s completely fine. I have no issue with it.” You stated once you returned with Kyojuro’s bowl. “He is a hashira. It won’t kill him to get up every once in a while. He doesn’t need you to be waiting on him hand and foot-“ “That’s enough father.” Kyojuro interrupted. “I would never ask something of (M/n) if it were to hinder him. Now please let us eat in peace.” Shinjuro tsked before continuing to eat. “Say, Kyojuro. Why don’t you get that wife of yours to go wake up Senjuro. He has to start training soon.” A blush found its way to both your and Kyojuro’s faces at the comment. “I-I’ll go get Senjuro.” You quickly stood and scurried to the younger’s room. “I can run you a bath if you’d like Kyojuro?” You offered before you fully exited the kitchen. “That would be lovely (M/n), *cough* thank you.” He stated, face still red and clearly flustered.

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“Thank you (M/n). This is wonderful.” Kyojuro said as he sunk into the warm water. “It’s no problem at all Kyojuro.” You smiled at him and began to work on massaging his tense muscles.

“About what my father said, I apologize if it made you uncomfortable.” The flame hashira said as he relaxed into your touch. “It’s completely fine.” You contemplated on whether or not to say what was on your mind. “I actually kind of liked it.” You whispered, but Kyojuro heard you.

“Oh?” He leaned his head back to make eye contact with you. “Would you enjoy being my wife? Would you like to wait here for me on my missions and then when I’d return, I’d hold you and whisper sweet things into your ear?” Kyojuro teased. His smiled widened as he saw your ears begin to turn red. “Well, I already kind of do that.” You said, attempting to distract yourself by working on kneading the older’s tense muscles.

“(M/n)…” Kyojuro called. “Hmm?” You cautiously looked up at him. “Could you please join me?” You swear you could feel your face turn darker than a beet, but you complied nonetheless.

Now you found your back resting against the chest of the flame hashira as he worked on cleaning your hair.

“How long have you wanted to be my wife?” Kyojuro teased. “Since we were kids. I’ve always admired you Kyojuro. Your resolve, your determination, your kindness, your pure heart, all of it made me fall deeper and deeper in love with you.” You finally admitted what you’d been holding with you for the past seven years. “What if I told you I felt the same?” Kyojuro asked. His hand falling from your hair to hold your hands. “Are you sure it’s not just because we’re both naked and pressed against each other?” You joked. “Well not that I don’t enjoy this, but it’s not at all the reason.” He pulled you closer to him. “All I do is for you. Joining the demon slayer corp, training hard to become a hashira, waking up in the morning, it’s all for you (M/n). While I’m away on missions, all I do is long to come home and see your beautiful smile while you’re reading to Senjuro. To hold you while you work on whatever new interest captures your attention. To taste your amazing cooking. To simply be around you is my will to live. You’re my everything (M/n).”

“But I am a man. You deserve a strong woman to carry your bloodline. Hell, I can’t even wield a sword correctly, how do you expect me to be good enough-“ Kyojuro’s lips met with yours. “Please stop speaking such nonsense. I don’t need a bloodline, I only need you (M/n).” A comfortable silence overtook the bathroom as he simply held you. Relishing in the presence of each other.

“I’ll tell you what (M/n). After this mission is over, I will marry you. How does that sound?” Your heart was beating uncontrollably. “Hello?” Kyojuro giggled as he caught sight of your flustered expression. “Don’t laugh at me! The man I’ve been in love with just expressed his feelings towards me and asked me to marry him in the same hour.” You slapped his chest as he continued to laugh. “Well, do you accept?” He looked into your eyes. “Of course!” Kyojuro smiled and captured your lips again. “Good, now let me show you just how much I love you.”

You two became one beneath that water. Much to the dismay of Shinjuro’s ears.

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As quickly as he returned, he had to leave yet again. Now you stood again at the gate of the estate. Kyojuro’s hands in yours as you begged for him not leave.

“I must go love. This mission is important.” Kyojuro chuckled as you continued to cling to him.

“Come back safely. You owe me a wedding!” You whined.

Kyojuro nodded and brought your lips to his. Holding you tightly and he hoped you would feel all his love.

“Promise you’ll return to me.” You held out your pinky to him.

He intertwined your fingers and kissed your knuckle. “Promise.”

“Say… what kind of mission are you even going on?”

“Something to do with a train. I’m sure it won’t be hard. I’ll be back quickly!”

[xuzuitengenx]

Sub!Muzan Kibutsuji x Top!Male Reader NSFW Oneshot

Title: Till He Gets To Be In The Sun Again~

Genre—Lemon/Smut

Warning(s): SMUT WITH NO PLOT, Explicit Words, Biting, Rough, Loud! Muzan, Creampie, Oversimulation, Multiple Rounds

NOT PROOFREAD—WILL EDIT LATER!!

Muzan was laying on the messy bed as his body was covered in marks such as hickeys and bite marks. He was uncharacteristically crying out in pleasure while his lover, M/N, was fucking him into the sheets as he had a grip on Muzan's slutty waist, potentially bruising him.

As Muzan held onto M/N's back, he couldn't help but to scratch or to squeeze around M/N's cock everytime M/N hits Muzan's abused prostate.

"M—M/N~! Fuck~! Haa~!"

How amazing it is that M/N L/N could make the demon king cry and tremble underneath him as he was covered in his own cum and while filled with M/N's, mewling and moaning for more.

Not wanting to stop until he is able to be under the sun.

M/N chuckled at this before a low moan cuts him off as Muzan's hole squeezes around M/N once more. Muzan was close to his orgasm once again as M/N's thrusting and his cock were filling him up along with M/N's cum from the pervious rounds.

"Pleasepleaseplease~ Don't stop—Ahh~! don't..~!" Muzan moans out, his red eyes rolls back as his orgasm hits him hard, his body trembling too.

Muzan sighs before a yelp interrupts him as M/N thrusted into Muzan once again. Muzan whines due to the oversimulation, his red eyes tearing up as his nails dug into M/N, making M/N hiss.

"Fuck.. I'm not done yet, baby.. What happened with 'until you're able to walk in the sun' , huh?" M/N mutters against Muzan's ear , making Muzan whimper as he was filled with overwhelming pleasure.

[silverryuan]

Kyojuro Rengoku with a Demon Exterminator from Hazbin Hotel

• So uhh, just gotta rearrange this fic to fit the story.

• In this universe, the Exorcists are called Demon Exterminators who are equivalent to Demon Hunters. However, the difference is that the Exterminators are stray hunters. They don't kill to serve, they kill for fun. That's the reason Demon Hunters from the Corp. hate them because instead of joining the Demon Hunters, they wasted their talents by killing everything and everyone left and right. Some steal weapons from the Swordsmith Village, some made deals with the demons, and some even kill their fellow Exterminators... Just. For. Entertainment.

• That's why Kyojuro was VERY hesitant to go get you after the Master ordered him to. He has heard rumors of your wild and merciless killing but he's also curious to know what your kind really are... One of the Quintuplets, specifically Hinaki, explained that you are somewhat a close ally to the Corp. much like Lady Tamayo. So they sent him to ask you for help when the demons become stronger each passing night. Especially after Nezuko was given pardon.

• Why didn't they send a crow or Kakushi to find you? That's because you move and glide fast using your makeshift wings to go to a different location to another so your trail cannot be spotted by demon or human, plus you're very territorial and won't hesitate to slaughter those that might disturb your fun. The Master sent Kyojuro because he's a Hashira strong and fast enough to keep up with you and also annoyingly patient enough to go through your rough demeanor.

• You gotta feel bad for this guy cuz he's had a REALLY hard time tracking you down. You move from the mountains, the countryside, the red light district, and even the fucking city. Took him weeks to find you. WEEKS. He finally found you after he mistook your rambunctious exterminator faction as demons and followed them to your military base.

• You ordered your fellow Exterminators to let him in the base after he handed you a scroll containing requests and the Ubuyashiki family crest. You offered him food, at first he politely declined, but seeing how tired he is you insisted anyway. Your comrades are talking shit behind your back about how you let a loud rule-following pest into the base but you brush it off since you're used to it.

• After he explained you the requests of the Master, you reluctantly agreed and went on going to the Corp. with him, this time letting him borrow a pair of makeshift wings to fly there. Huh, well color him surprised, you are much more polite and generous than your comrades. The Hashiras were alert that you are here, standing before them, bowing and introducing yourself to the blind Master.

• They already don't like you considering your background but Kyojuro insisted that you are not as deranged and bloodthirsty as you seem... Until he let you accompany him and saw how you killed your enemies during the Mugen Train Arc. You are a fucking insane sociopathic killing machine that you made Nezuko look like a fangless puppy next to you. He has to remind you everytime to calm down or else you might kill one of the sleeping passengers or worse, the young trio.

• Other than the monstrosity you displayed, he finds you pretty chill. At least you take your training seriously and care for your comrades despite them disliking you. You are still pissed that Akaza nearly killed him though and became slightly protective of him. He finds that endearing. You are pretty glad that he's taken retirement after that incident and finally start a new life as a normal person. Every time he sees a black speck gliding in the sky or a black blur across the rooftops, he knows it's just you checking on him if he's ok and if his stomach wound is fully healed.

[ashkabbom]

Flowers - Kimetsu No Yaiba

A/n: This is not set in the canon Demon Slayer universe, it's a modern AU (I think that's the name). English is not my first language, so sorry if something is wrong and correct me, because I used the translator alot.

→Obanai Iguro x Reader

Summary/Synopsis: Obanai buys you flowers.

Notes: I didn't specify gender, so it's up to you what gender you choose.

Obanai was returning from a flower shop with flowers. Flowers that left him enchanted every time he looked at them, just as he was when he saw you.

He was going to visit again the person he liked, the person he loved. Obanai visited you every month, whenever he could.

Along with the flowers he carried a letter, a letter from which he obtained deep feelings even though it only had simple words in it. Feelings more beautiful than he felt worthy of having and receiving one day.

It's been 5 years since you met, the strangest and happiest 5 years of your life. Both for you and Obanai.

Your eyes were like the most addictive of drugs, your skin the most perfect, your smile sweeter than sugar, your hair the loveliest and softest, the most beautiful flower in the garden they lived in, the most special among the people he had ever known... It was the rarest and most beautiful of jewels in a costume jewelry store.

Analogies that are a bit weird, confusing, and even cliché and cheesy? Maybe. He wasn't sure how to express himself properly, but none of the comparisons, none of the words would be able to help him tell you what you were like to him. The simplest and most comprehensive of words was Love.

He loved you, but it was you who taught him and showed him what love really was. From simple things to the most complicated.

As he walks to where he would meet you, a memory crosses his mind...

→December 28, 20XX – 1:47 PM

Obanai was walking towards a coffee shop that wasn't too far from his house. The main objective being to buy a hot chocolate and four cupcakes, two cupcakes for himself and two for Sanemi, guaranteeing the "treat" of the week for him and his friend. Something he bought every weekend after a tiring week, this time was no different.

Entering the cafeteria, something weekly, placing your order and paying for what you bought, being able to leave the bakery right after.

Leaving the cafeteria, Obanai is greeted with cold air.

It was winter in the city where he lived, and he could see snow on the sidewalks and white smoke coming out of some people's mouths.

Winter wasn't a bad season, you know? It was really nice to be able to have something hot and stay warm under the covers, it was comfortable and relaxing.

But there is also the bad part.

The cold itself wasn't the best thing when you got out of the shower, out of the house, or after washing the dishes. The snow also got in the way at times, the ice made you slip and it was annoying to have to get it off. Winter definitely has its downsides, but that's true of any season. Right? There's always a downside, he supposes.

He starts walking towards his house while drinking his hot chocolate with the straw under the mask he was wearing. The warmth of the chocolate permeating his entire body, leaving him more relaxed and with a small smile on his face beneath the mask.

"Oh? Obanai, what a coincidence to find you here!"

Obanai's eyes widen slightly and he turns his face to see who the person who spoke the voice was, although he already suspected who it was because he recognized the person's voice.

It was you, who by the way, was leaving a... Flower shop?

""What are you doing today? I thought you would stay home in this cold weather and ask Sanemi to leave the house and buy something." You say with a smile on your face and a tone of curiosity in your voice.

"Last week sucked, he deserves a break, so I decided to buy us some stuff." He answers sincerely while mumbling a little about the last week.

"What a cool friend you are, huh? I wish Giyuu would also take this initiative on cold days." You sigh and laugh, deciding to tease Obanai a little for his somewhat harsh nature with others but a little softer with his closest friends "But it's good to see that you're a good friend! It doesn't even sound like you"

"Ha. ha. ha. What about you? Shouldn't you be inside in weather like this?" Obanai sounded sarcastic, but it was a valid question and one with some concern. "You'll get sick if you keep being such a dumb head. Your brother has legs and arms too."

"And you're very smart" You roll your eyes at his words. "Anyway! I just came to pick up some flowers at the flower shop.. And I grabbed a hot chocolate at the coffee shop earlier."

Obanai had noticed the flowers, but he had gotten so lost in the conversation that he hadn't noticed the bag hanging from his arm with an empty cup of hot chocolate in it.

"Flowers? I didn't know you liked flowers." The curiosity and interest in his voice was noticeable.

"I really like flowers, this one is my favorite flower" You tell Obanai about your favorite flower with enthusiasm for the interest he had shown. "It's a special flower to me I think, although there's not much reason."

"Special flower..." Obanai's eyes softened a little, something that didn't go unnoticed by you.

"Well... Taking advantage of the fact that you're here and in a good mood..." The boy already imagined what would come next, after all, he knew you wanted something when you started a sentence like that.

"Spit it out. You want me to share one of the cupcakes with you, don't you?" He decides to speak up now, before this conversation goes on too long.

"Well, do we have cupcakes for today? What a surprise! But I can't ignore the bakery bag." Obanai starts walking and you follow right beside him. "I'm going to assume that was a yes then!"

From start to finish it was a silent walk with the two of you sharing a chocolate cupcake with strawberry filling, but it was by no means uncomfortable. The silence between them was a most comfortable and relaxing conversation.

Each other's presence was enough to make the silence pleasant. Having you softly humming a tune to some song that was stuck in your head and Obanai sipping his hot chocolate while enjoying the melody being recited.

It was a few minutes of walking, minutes that seemed to last longer than normal, but that is not a complaint.

Obanai was happy.

"Oops, I guess this is where we part ways." He hears your voice say.

"We've already arrived here at-.." Obanai stops himself when he realizes that he was in his own world and didn't pay much attention to the path "Well, it's right here.."

"Here, for you." You take one of the flowers you carried with you and hand it to him. "Thank you for sharing the cupcake and for accompanying me today, Obanai."

"Thank you for the flower.. I think.. And it's okay, we took similar paths anyway" Obanai says as he holds the flower a little surprised "I'm not the biggest fan of chocolate and I couldn't handle eating two cupcakes by myself anyway.."

You raise your eyebrow in doubt, but soon smile as warm as the summer sun.

"I'll confess that I wasn't really expecting you to share the cupcake, it was unexpected, but I loved it!" You say sincerely. Before going on your way you give Obanai a kiss on the cheek and start walking towards where you lived "Thank you Obanai! See you on Monday!"

He stands still for a few seconds before starting to walk towards his own house again. The blush on his face not going away.

"..What a cupcake can do..." Obanai's cheeks turn red.

Along the way the silence was loud, but it was no longer as relaxing as before.

Not even hot chocolate could take away the cold he felt when you left.

→Returning to now

He didn't realize he had reached his destination as the memory flashed through his head, making him relive that day.

As he entered the place where he would meet you that day, he sighed deeply.

It was summer, the breeze warm on your face as he walked towards you.

He stopped in front of a grave and placed the flowers right above it.

Not even summer, a hot season, could drive away the cold he feels since you left.

Still stopping by the flower shop on the weekends, hoping that one day you'll walk through the door with a smile as beautiful as the flowers you loved the most.

[6ives]

﹑%# ☆﹒the thrills﹗🦢 senemi. s x masc! reader

TW you.

SENEMI WAS A TOUGH GUY. he always had it his way— forced or not. his almighty nature was frightening, terrifying even. hence getting himself a little nickname as the most feared hashira among his peers and the outsiders.

nothing could break his ego, nor his power, and he took pride in it. walking around everywhere with a high head and a buffed chest, commanding respect everywhere he went.

so why was he held up against the tree with a demon who had his body pressed against his? their skins touched, and so did their lips. what was happening? senemi had no clue, but he had no intention of pulling back either.

his neck was littered with kisses from the demon, his [h.c] hair brushing against his ear, tickling him. why was sanemi so weak for the man in front of him? the oh so great sanemi, the wind hashira himself got on his knees for a demon. the kind he loathed the most.

“well aren’t you the cutest?” you mutter against his neck, sending cold shivers down his spine, embarrassed, he grunts a quick ‘shutup’, earning a low chuckle from you.

he felt your polished nails linger around his waist, the same ones you use to kill people. slowly scrapping it, a sinful whimper left his mouth in exchange. he didn’t want this, not at all, but in the back of his mind— a small part of him, wanted all of this. he wanted you, wanted you to touch him, to make him feel wanted, to make him feel vulnerable.

funny considering it was coming from the great sanemi himself, but he couldn’t help it. “tell me, wind hashira, why are you letting me do this to you?” you suddenly asked, whispering into his ear, hands still on the shorter man’s waist. yet all you got as an answer was a small grunt. a grin appeared and you carried on, expecting this type of response from the white haired.

unbeknownst to you, he made it sure to kill you after he gets this over with— but your touches kept holding him back. he didn’t trust you, you could kill him in any second. but then again, what’s life without such thrills?

“don’t..” he panted in between before continuing, “think I’m not gonna kill you,” he reveled between the kisses, your hands not stopping from getting his shirt off, “oh yeah? i would love a fight.” you answered, placing small kisses on his bare shoulders. “damn, you cocky bastard.”

death upon every senemi hater

[odue-sp]

Had an idea.

Context, M/n is a parent. Muzan took a liking to during one of their fights. M/n is often threatened to be made into a pillar by Oyakata as a joke to make him work faster/more.

Male Reader x Muzan

M/n softly sighed as he rubbed his shoulder, he had been away much longer than expected. "Papa!" A child with e/c eyes ran, jumping on his back while watching the demon slowly turn into dust. The father rushed to cover their eyes before placing a light kiss on their forehead. "I told you not to run at night." He spoke softly before resting the child against his chest, the crow landed on his shoulder. "Hide! Muzan has been spotted!" M/n's eyes widened before picking up his child, he rushed through the forest. The night was already drawing near. He needed to run faster. "Papa! You right!" C/n shouted throwing a knife at the demon leader who chuckled, of course, it did nothing.

"Little C/n." His voice ran out, they were trapped. He grit his teeth, hiding the child in his arms. "My dearest M/n," wind brushed over his ear. "Don't tell me you've forgotten me already?" He threw his weapon at the demon. "Mister demon, don't hurt my papa!" C/n shouted, tugging at his pant leg. Muzan chuckled before his eyes softly glowed. "I could never hurt your father," the demon's hands held his, before bringing it up to his mouth. "Child," he turned to look at them, ah, he couldn't hurt them either. They looked too much like M/n. "Here's some money, go to a shop and eat some food."

Silence. "Papa?" They held the money in their hands. M/n shook as he gave a nod. "Go ahead. I'll be there in a bit." The child's eyes lit up and ran to go get some snacks and candy.

"You held up nicely," Muzan spoke as he stared down at the wet mess that he stroked. "You damn bastard. What if my child saw it?!" He shouted in embarrassment, he was quickly quieted with a kiss. "Shh. Our child." He whispered into the kiss, it slowly deepened as his hands slipped up his shirt. "Don't claim my child, my wife," Muzan kissed him deeper to shut him up. "Don't talk about her." He bit his bottom lip.

M/n shuddered, holding his arms tightly before sliding down the trunk of the tree, Muzan held his waist keeping him from sliding further down. "I hate that she took you from me," he nibbled his ear. "Then she had you join the demon corp. If only she didn't tell you who I was, I would've had you. You'd be living in bliss." M/n sighed in pleasure. "Then you got her pregnant," M/n glared up at him. "Then you killed her."

"She was giving birth to your child. Our wonderful child." "Don't claim my child," his breath hitched feeling his neck being bitten into. "Then I'll claim you in their place." He couldn't help but think of Muzan as a sly bastard. Muzan smiled at the state his beloved was in, how could he not be angry that the man wasn't his. That C/n wasn't his to call a child of his. It was okay, Muzan got the human to love him once. He can do it again.

"I love you." His eyes stared into the e/c eyes before fading away. "That bastard." M/n slid down the tree, panting heavily at the painful erection that was left of Muzan's presence.

"Papa!" M/n looked tired as he cleaned himself, he picked up his child and sighed at the dilated eyes. "How much candy did you eat?" "Hehe." He gave a soft smile before glancing at the mirror. Muzan smiled through the mirror.

He was always watching. M/n knew this. "Caw! Caw! Caw!" He glared at the crow. "Oyakata-sama has called for you!" Another headache.

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Enmu - "From Lips to Hands and Back Again"

🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.

In which a certain lower moon demon is adored by their devoted demon lover. Or; In which Enmu is shown love and appreciation by [Name]; something he's never had the pleasure of experiencing before.

                                                                                                   

💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭

"Mnh... Are you trying to eat me, [Name]?"

He mumbles with warming cheeks as he watches your barely parted lips near his pale fingers; confusion and amusement dancing in his voice as he spoke.

His sterling turquoise eyes stare down at you as your soft lips gently meet the back of his hand. He eyed you expectantly; impatiently, though not visually expressed, awaiting an answer to his question.

"No; simply worshipping you."

You hummed; eyes not leaving the appendage cradled in your hands as you continued to pepper him with kisses.

His short, black to blue and red hair sways as he tilts his head to the side; his brows and nose scrunched in confusion. The hand in your grasp tenses and pulls away as his thoughts run wild with your words. His previously confused expression unknowingly shifted into a slight glare.

"That is something to be reserved for—"

His pale face flushes a pale pink as he pauses; various images of one person flashing about his head.

"—a being of perfection, like Lord Muzan. I am no such being; I am undeserving of such an honor."

He finishes; gaze drifting off to the side as his head begins to fill with thoughts of the object of his obsession.

A quiet sigh is forced through your nose as you grasp his hand again and flip it over to place more kisses on his wrist; completely ignoring his words. You always find solace in showing him how much you love him, even when he doesn't understand the methods you use. Even while his mind is occupied with thoughts of a person who isn't yourself, you love him.

"I wouldn't mind though.... if you ate me..."

He mumbled just loud enough for you to barely catch it; voice below even a whisper.

All you could do was chuckle at his audacity. He was such a strange demon, your Enmu; but you can't help but love him— adore him all the same.

💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭

🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.

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[beautifulsenpai]

YOU REALLY GOT MY SOUL

muzan kibutsuji x male reader

summary. 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋. 𝗆𝗎𝗓𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗅𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗎𝗑𝗎𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑

senpai’s note. 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇? 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗉, 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒!

𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌/𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌

valentines day is an annual festival when lovers express their affection with greetings and gifts. muzan did not hold back this year, he gave (name) the best valentines day experience ever.

taking (name) to a classy restaurant, buying him luxury gifts, etc. who would’ve thought that the demon lord could be a romantic lover, especially to a human male? (name) has no clue that muzan is the most feared demon lord that killed multiple thousands, and he likes it to stay that way.

he’ll eventually tell him at the right time, but not at this moment, the moment to show deep affection to one another. muzan loved the human boy very much, and he didn’t know how to express it even more. so..

──★ ˙🍓 ̟ !!

"mmhn..hnngh..mu-muzan!!~", (name) whimpered onto the pillow he buried his face in. he couldn’t let muzan see how flushed he was, and tears threatening to spill from his eyes, it was too embarrassing. (name) was stripped away from his clothes while muzan only had his undergarments.

(name) ass was up in the air as muzan was eating his ass like it was going to be the last time he was going to see it. muzan had (name’s) ass separated to see his main target and was licking his pink puckered hole, and evading his insides with his painfully long tongue.

muzan was doing it so well that it left (name) whimpering sweetly, and left (name’s) pink hole and muzan’s chin coated with spit. muzan’s tongue entered (name’s) hole once again, making (name’s) eyes squinting with a few tears about to spill.

muzan’s tongue was hitting the right places inside of (name). it even sometimes reached where his prostate was located, making (name) release adorable moans. (name) felt his orgasm slowly approaching, his cock spurting pre-cum onto the bed sheets.

he tried to warn muzan by trying to separate his ass away from muzan’s tongue, but muzan didn’t let that happen. his hands snaked from (name’s) rear to his wide hips and then clutched onto (name’s) hips, forcing him to stay in place.

(name’s) eyes widened as he lifted his face off the pillow, mouth agape as he released sweet cries of overwhelming bliss. (name’s) legs squirmed, desperately trying to release himself from muzan’s grasp, but muzan wouldn't budge. instead, he got rougher, licking his insides more furiously.

"muzan!~ h-honey, pl- o-oh!~..please! n-no more!~ mmhhh! g-gonna..", (name) didn’t even finish what he was going to say before whining loudly as he reached his breaking point. (name’s) squirming halted as his cock released ropes of cum onto the bed sheets.

as one last drop of cum spurted out of (name’s) cock, his face fell onto the pillow, his breathing was shaky and weak, sniffing away his tears as he shut his eyes. muzan finally pulled away, proud of the work he did. as he stood on his knees, he smirked in delight as he stared down at (name), rubbing the spit away from his chin with his arm.

the view of (name) was to die for. his whole body flushed, his head was turned to the side to see half of his face, eyes teary, brows scrunched and lips were pulled back and body shook from the organism. the beautiful view of (name) made a noticeable bulge from his undergarments.

muzan leaned down onto (name’s) body, his hands roaming (name’s) chest, twisting and rubbing his nipples, and kissing his back tenderly. (name’s) gripped onto the bedsheets, whimpering softly as he got hard again. "you’re so fucking hot my dear, you’re so beautiful, so fucking beautiful." muzan murmured against (name’s) back between kisses.

(name) replied with a whimper. muzan pulled down his undergarment, enough for his big throbbing cock to be out. muzan kissed, and licked (name’s) earlobe as he rubbed his cock against (name’s) slicked rim, pre-cum spilling onto (name’s) back. "mu-muzan, put it in me already!~ i can’t w-wait anymore!".

say less. muzan guided the tip of his cock to (name’s) tight rim, and then plunge his cock inside of (name’s) in a fast manner. (name’s) eyes widened as they both moaned. (name’s) walls snuggled tightly against muzan’s pulsating cock, making muzan let out a curse.

muzan’s teeth gritted as he stood straight on his knees. he placed one hand on (name’s) rear, and the other was placed on (name’s) shoulder. muzan didn’t wait for (name’s) approval to start moving so he started thrusting into (name’s) hole fast. (name) moan open wide as he let out a high-pitched moan after another.

(name’s) ass rippled into waved from muzan’s hips meeting his rear, balls hitting against (name’s) ass cheeks. drool escaped from (name’s) mouth from the pleasure of muzan’s big demon cock hitting his prostate. "f-fuck! o-oh!~ feels.. s-so good! your cock feels so- ah!~ so good inside me!".

(name) screamed as his head tilted back, and eyes closed as muzan kept assaulting (name’s) insides. muzan’s eyes shut tightly from (name’s) walls snuggling warmly onto his cock. muzan’s breath hitched as he felt his organism approaching, he was pent up just from eating out (name) and hearing his delightful moans.

muzan slapped (name’s) ass cheek, making (name) jolt up, his tongue lolled out as tears finally spilled from his eyes. muzan grunted as he caressed the reddened ass cheek as his thrusting became a bit sloppy, signaling that he was so close to his release.

his thrusting quickened as his hands gripped harshly onto (name’s) shoulder blade and his rear, being careful to not release his sharp demon-like nails. (name) smiled lustfully as sweat dripped from his face.

"god, you feel amazing (name). i-i..love you so much. love you so damn much that i’ll murder anyone for you!~ g-going to cum, take it all like a good boy that you are.~"

[h2llish]

𓂃 ࣪ ˖ ❀ PRETTY PETALS, DARLING WORDS

❝ darling, i'll be your sunflower, just give me your light ,, ─── 200 follower event!

✉ ─── hello! i decided an event for the growing following of this blog would be nice! so here we are. i thought long and hard about whether or not i should do an event, so i hope you enjoy it! explanation and rules for this event will be below, including how to request.

【 this event takes place from june 21st to august 30th 】 ─── event masterlist

♡ ─── RULES FOR THIS EVENT (please read before requesting!)

♡ the fandoms i write for all apply ─ twisted wonderland, stardew valley, demon slayer, and obey me

♡ as i do for all my writing, i will only write oneshots for this event.

♡ there is no set number of requests i will take, and you are allowed to send in how many requests you want until the end date. but please try to refrain from sending in another ask until i'm finished with your first! it's much easier that way.

♡ please remember i am a writer for only male and gender neutral readers, and it will be written gender neutral lest you ask otherwise.

♡ this is only a reader insert event

♡ you are allowed to ask for platonic requests with the prompts! i will write both romantic and platonic.

♡ if you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask!

♡ you can request for certain add ons in your request like if you want more fluff, or if you want the reader to act a certain way! an example of this can be found with requesting examples.

─── that's all, you may continue reading to understand the event and how it works!

✉ ─── EXPLANATION

allow me to explain this event and how it works! this event has two parts, [pretty petals] and [darling words]. they can be requested separately, or together!

[pretty petals] are flower prompts, choose a flower ─ a prompt ─ and i will write it. some prompts are strictly romantic, but some can be applied platonically, i will specify on the prompt so be sure to tell me if you want it written romantic or platonic!

[darling words] are dialogue prompts, and much like the first event they can be applied romantically or platonically, so try to specify in your request!

─── now moving on to the prompts!

❀ ─── PRETTY PETALS (part one)

❝ you're pretty like a rose ,,

red rose

(romantic) prompt: you liked to think it's easier to love someone in secret ─ or perhaps just loving them quietly was easier. you only wished they'd notice you in the way you've always seen them.

yellow lily

prompt: they've always been a constant in your life, which is why it was so hard when you lost touch with them ─ but now they're back and things are different, and you can only hope you can go back to being as close as you once were. but maybe that's just wishful thinking.

sunflower

prompt: your shop has always been short on staff, you never quite understood why, but you didn't complain. which is why you were surprised when your boss suddenly introduced you to your new coworker. even more so when you recognize them to be a frequent customer.

black dahlia

(romantic) prompt: they'd left some time ago, and along with them, went your feelings you had kept to yourself for as long as you two had known each other. but now you're in front of them again as they hold out a hand and ask you to dance amidst the crowd. you thought you were over them, but oh how wrong you were.

black calla lily

prompt: reincarnation ─ to live again and again, to go through the motions of wanting and needing from the very beginning, it was exhausting. but it was easier when you had them in your life every new breath. it's unfortunate you're only the one who remembers the before.

white camelia

(romantic) prompt: they love you ─ adore you even. but they've always thought you see them as nothing more than a friend. which is why they're confused when they're friends seem to believe otherwise ─ wait what do they mean they're going to play matchmaker?

✿ ─── DARLING WORDS (part two)

❝ and you smile like the sun ,,

✿ "it's okay, you can stay."

✿ (romantic) “i need to tell you something. and i need you to not hate me when i do."

✿ (romantic) “i honestly don’t even know who you could possibly be referring to.”

✿ “why does everybody keep saying that?”

✿ "i forgot how much i missed you."

✿ (romantic) “do you like me?” ♡ “something like that..”

✿ (romantic) “you’re my favorite.” ♡ “favorite what?” ♡ “everything.”

✿ "I don't feel that way about you"

✿ "you can't do that"

✿ "let's try again"

✿ (romantic) “I’m tired. I want to let go.”

✿ (romantic) “I don’t mind loving them from afar if it means I get to keep them in my life.”

✿ "where are we going?"

✿ "you're so dramatic, you know?"

✿ bonus ─ give me your own prompt!

─── a lot of these prompts come from @celestialwrites , @love-me-a-good-prompt , @dumplingsjinson and @novelbear

─── optional: if you request only from this part of the event, you can give me a setting if you want, if not, then it will all be up to me!

✉ ─── REQUEST EXAMPLES

in case you're a little confused here's some examples for requests!

─ i'd like to request red rose with vil from twst

─ can i request romantic "i forgot how much i missed you" with lucifer and male reader

─ yellow lily and "why does everyone keep saying that?" with ace, platonic

want to add a little extra to your request? here's more examples!

─ can i request romantic mammon and yellow lily with a reader who is sarcastic

─ platonic male reader and "it's okay, you can stay", after cater stumbles across reader who is upset

─ red rose and lucifer, but ends in angst

requests are open until august 30th, please don't be shy to request!

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[axie-lot]

Loyalty

Characters: Kagaya and Amane Ubuyashiki

Warning: Male characters,Spoiler,mention of death,mention of suicide.

Hey, dear ones, a little story I wrote while I was away, just so you wouldn’t be left with nothing while I work on the Boothill fanfic

Theme: angst

This work was originally written by me in Portuguese, and I translated it using Google Translator, so I apologize for any translation errors

Summary:Loyalty, such a strong word… Well, [name] didn’t know why he was loyal, but he only knew that he was loyal to the Ubuyashiki family

[Masterlist]

Loyalty A powerful word... But what does it mean to be loyal to someone? How far can someone go in loyalty to another person? Why would someone be loyal to another without loyalty to themselves?

[Name] didn’t know the answers to these questions. But he knew one thing: he was loyal to the Ubuyashiki family. The reason? He didn’t know why. Was it out of obligation? Or maybe a feeling of debt? He wasn’t sure. He knew he’d been saved as a child by the former leader of the Demon Slayers.

Was that when the feeling of indebtedness began? But could that really be the reason?

Even as a child, he knew he didn’t deserve to be saved; he should have died with his clan out of honor... It wasn’t fair for only him to survive; he had one duty, and he failed at it. He should have been loyal to his clan, which meant he should have... He should have died protecting his clan... Shouldn’t he? Since that’s what he was taught... He remembers only fragments from those days, but one thing is clear: his clan was attacked by an oni, and a Hashira saved him. Right after he was rescued, he was brought to the master... This master helped him, but [Name] didn’t want any help, didn’t feel he needed help—his life no longer had meaning with his clan gone, with nothing left to protect. Seeing the boy’s state, the former leader of the Demon Slayers gave [Name] a new purpose so that he might feel the desire to live again.

A new reason to fight, a new reason to live... To protect the Ubuyashiki family... To be loyal to the Ubuyashiki family.

From that day, he lived with the Ubuyashiki, becoming one of the few who knew the location of their mansion. It was in those days that he learned everything about the truth of the demons and the Demon Slayers. He has to admit, he was confused at first, as he had thought demons were only legends. As time went on, he grew close to the Ubuyashiki family. He came to know the master and his wife. And it was then that he met the master’s three children.

Akito Ubuyashiki... The youngest of the three siblings. Because of their age gap, [Name] didn’t grow very close to him, so he doesn’t remember much about the young boy, only that he was a very gentle child.

Senri Ubuyashiki... The middle son, known for his strong personality. [Name] recalls him being quite rebellious, often refusing to obey his father’s rules. And lastly, the eldest son of the family.

Kagaya Ubuyashiki. Kagaya was the one [Name] grew closest to, perhaps because they were similar in age or maybe because of his calm, gentle personality. All [Name] knows is that he always preferred to spend time with him over anyone else in the Ubuyashiki family. Whether they were talking... Or Kagaya reading a book to [Name] Or simply enjoying each other’s company. [Name] cherished those moments deeply. And so [Name]'s life continued this way, at least for a short period of time. Being loyal to the Ubuyashiki family wasn’t so bad. They didn’t treat him as something to be used; they treated him as a normal person.

But, unfortunately, a series of tragedies struck...

Sadly, the leader of the Demon Slayers couldn’t withstand the weight of his role as leader; he couldn’t bear the burden of so many deaths, and, tragically, he took his own life. [Name] never judged him for that decision, understanding that the role of leading the Demon Slayers was not an easy task, one that few could endure. After his death, as the eldest son, Kagaya Ubuyashiki assumed his father’s position as leader of the Demon Slayer Corps. Despite his young age, he had to bear the burden of becoming the master.

Yet, after this tragedy, things only worsened. Senri Ubuyashiki, the rebellious son, spiraled further down after his father’s suicide. His mental state declined to the point where he made a choice—one that, tragically, resulted in three deaths. Senri Ubuyashiki decided to commit suicide, but not alone; he forced his younger brother to be a part of it, thinking it would free them both from the curse of being born into this doomed family. So, Senri set their house on fire, intending for them both to die in the flames. Their mother, in a desperate attempt to save her beloved sons, entered the burning house but, sadly, perished in the flames.

She died as a mother, a mother protecting her children.

Once again, history repeated itself... the family [Name] had sworn to protect lay in ruins, just like his own clan.

The family to whom he had pledged loyalty, just as he had to his clan, was now in ashes. Why did he have to swear loyalty to something that wouldn’t last? What’s the meaning of it all? But fortunately, there was at least one survivor from the tragedy. Kagaya Ubuyashiki, the sole survivor of the Ubuyashiki family. Even as a child at the time, Kagaya remained resilient. Despite the grief of losing his family, he stood strong. And [Name] stayed by his side, for he was still loyal to the Ubuyashiki family.

Over the years, many things changed, yet, in many ways, they remained the same. Kagaya still serves as the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps. But Kagaya's illness began to show its first signs. He maintained his calming presence, and [Name] remained loyal to the family, with his primary purpose being to protect Kagaya. With time, he and [Name] grew very close, sharing a deeply intimate friendship. They had only each other to confide their burdens.

Then, a new person joined their lives: Amane Himorogi, who would later become known as Amane Ubuyashiki. Amane was gentle, and both [Name] and Kagaya grew very fond of her. And so, this unique bond formed—one that connected these three people through a shared feeling. Now, the three lived in the same house, with Amane and [Name] helping Kagaya in his work however they could.

Around this time, at Kagaya’s suggestion, [Name] joined the Demon Slayer Corps and soon became a Hashira, the same position held by the man who saved him years before. However, before becoming a Demon Slayer, he made one thing clear:

he was not loyal to the Demon Slayer Corps. He was loyal to the Ubuyashiki family. Protecting the Ubuyashiki family was his main priority. He joined only because it was his master’s request.

As a Hashira, he began taking on missions, which kept him away from Kagaya and Amane for periods of time. But he never stayed away for too long—after all, how could he protect them from afar?

And so this dynamic continued for a period of time, until Amane became pregnant and gave birth to quintuplets: Hinaki, Nichika, Kiriya, Kanata, and Kuina. Beautiful children that the three of them cared for with love and affection. As time passed, [Name] stopped traveling frequently for missions as a Hashira, only going for quick missions or when absolutely necessary. Now he had to help Amane with the children. [Name] enjoyed playing with the kids. It was fun... But he also had to help Kagaya, as his illness was worsening significantly. Over time, [Name] grew close to a young boy that Amane had rescued, a boy who reminded him of the past, for they had something in common—they both lost their families. Muichiro Tokito... [Name] helped him with his training until he became a Hashira. And it went on like that for a long time. Many things happened. A brother became a demon slayer to help his sister, who was an oni, return to being human. [Name] thought this was very strange—an oni who didn’t eat people? He didn’t want to trust it. But Kagaya gave them his trust, so [Name] relented. After years, the Demon Slayer Corps finally gained an advantage. Kagaya saw this as a step toward defeating Muzan, and [Name] was happy for him. They managed to defeat an Upper Moon after centuries. But unfortunately, Kagaya could no longer appear at the Hashira meetings due to his illness, so Amane began leading the Hashira meetings. The marks were awakened... That oni—Nezuko—her name, she conquered the sun... This was a sign, a sign that they were one step away from victory. Soon, a mission was assigned to the Hashira to prepare, marking the beginning of the Hashira training. Meanwhile, the real final mission began. [Name] opposed this mission—he didn’t want the people he swore loyalty to to die. But it had to be done, so it was carried out. And then, he made the decision to stay and die alongside them. Amane, Nichika, and Hinaki also stayed, despite Kagaya’s objections. The time came... At the Ubuyashiki mansion, Amane stood by Kagaya’s side, while [Name] sat quietly in the corner of the room, just waiting for everything to unfold. Meanwhile, Nichika was playing with a kamifusen with her sister Hinaki outside the mansion. And then, it finally happened. Muzan Kibutsuji entered the mansion. Kagaya sat, with Amane’s help, to speak with him. And [Name] stayed silent, unable to do anything to protect them. Then, after a while, it finally happened— The great explosion occurred, where half of the Ubuyashiki family perished, leaving only three children. But these deaths were not in vain; they were for a greater good. For the death of Muzan Kibutsuji. So that humans could finally live in peace, no longer fearing being devoured by demons. For a battle that had lasted centuries to finally come to an end.

It was only in death that [Name] finally understood the reason for his loyalty to them...

His loyalty was out of love. He loved Kagaya Ubuyashiki. He loved Amane Ubuyashiki. And they loved him too... Well, his loyalty was based on love, one of the most powerful emotions there are. And in the end, he was happy to have discovered the meaning of his loyalty. A loyalty born from love.

[leedosbunnyboy]

Kyojuro Rengoku; The Flame Burning in My Soul

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku x Male Reader | (side) Tengen Uzui x Male Reader

Warning(s): Very Narrative Driven, Very Long(?), Slight Manga Spoilers, Mourning, Death

Summary: Living without the love of your life can do a number on you, especially when you’re living everyday wondering if you even want to go on.

Part I

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He’s gone…

It feels like it was only yesterday that he was holding you and promising to marry you…

He’s gone…

He said the mission was going to be easy…

He’s gone…

He was supposed to come back safely…

He’s gone…

He’s just playing a prank!

He’s gone…

He sent that crow with a phony letter to scare us!

He’s gone…

Mr. Uzui must be in on it as well!

He’s gone…

They’re such pranksters!

He’s gone…

He’ll be back soon…

He’s gone…

I can’t wait until-

HE’S

GONE

NOW

…

It can’t be real…

it just can’t be…

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You tried to convince yourself it wasn’t real. That it was all some sick game Kyojuro thought would be funny. That was until you saw his crow flying to the estate while you were outside cleaning with Senjuro, followed by a young boy with a scar…

“Are you Senjuro? And Sir Rengoku’s lover?” The boy asked before politely bowing.

“I take it you know about Mr. Rengoku? I’m so sorry. Before he died, he asked for some messages to be delivered to you, your father, and his lover. I’ve come to pass them on.” He stated.

“From my brother? Thank you, but i’m already well aware of what happened to him.” Senjuro solemnly stated. You moved closer to him to rub his shoulder. “What’s wrong?! Your face! It looks as pale as a ghost!”

“Knock it off!” All three of you were surprised by the sudden outburst. “Whatever message he left means nothing anyway! Why would he become a swordsman when he had no talent to being with! It’s no wonder he died! He’s worthless.” You gripped on the broom tighter, your eyes beginning to swell with tears at Shinjuro’s words. “He was a fool of a son from the start! A person’s potential is determined the day they’re born. Only a mere handful have any talent… the rest are just dregs of society. You’re either born a genius or someday killed by one!” Shinjuro stopped to take a drink. “It’s clear which one Kyojuro was. He had no future to begin with. No surprise he got killed.” Senjuro cuddled closer into your side.

“You shut your mouth!” You screamed, surprising all three boys. “Kyojuro had a bright future ahead of him! He was to come back and marry me! We were to be wed and start a life together! All my life, I dreamed of spending my last days with him, so don’t you dare stand here and soil his name by calling him worthless because he meant everything to me!” You fought back tears as Senjuro leaned closer to comfort you. “Just because you’re a sad old man who gave up on his own life doesn’t give you the right to speak badly about an other’s!”

“Give me a break! The funeral is over! It’s high time you both move on with your damn lives!” You held the youngest Rengoku behind you as he cried into your kimono.

“Just a moment!” The boy with a checkered haori moved to stand in front of you and Senjuro. “Don’t you think you’re being a bit too harsh? Please show some respect for your son!” He yelled.

“And just who the hell are you? Answer me! Or get off of my property!” Shinjuro yelled.

“I’m with… the demon slayer corps!” He announced. Something he did somehow caused Shinjuro to drop his jar of saké.

The next few moments were a blur to you. One second, he was yelling at the young slayer boy about sun breathing, the next he had him pinned to the ground, and then you were holding Senjuro after his father had hit him.

“Don’t you dare lay a hand on him you monster!” You rushed to put some distance between Senjuro and the altercation in front of you. “Why are you acting so hostile like this in the first place? Insulting your own child who lost his life… in front of his fiancé no less! And striking your son; what’s the matter with you?!”

“Are you alright?” You examined Senjuro’s face. He nodded, but still held the injury. “I’ll get you some ointment after he calms down, okay?” Senjuro nodded and you held him close to him, before turning back to see the boy lunging at Shinjuro.

“Young slayer, be careful!” You yelled. “He’s a former hashira!” Senjuro shouted as the boy was punched in the face by Shinjuro. “Please father! Have mercy!” You stepped away from Senjuro to rush towards the boy.

Your eyes widened as you saw the boy knock out a former hashira… with a head butt? You put your shock aside and caught both of them.

“Senjuro, please take this boy inside. I’ll deal with your father.” The young boy eagerly came to assist you as you painstakingly took the older man inside.

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Now you three found yourself in the main living area of the house as you applied some ointment to Senjuro’s injury and examined the other slayer boy’s injuries.

“I feel like I’ve made a grave mistake.” The boy said with a bowed head after you applied a simple healing balm to his forehead. You left to your room soon after, but you kept your door open to keep an ear out for Senjuro.

“Please sir, have some tea.”

“Thank you very much. I hope you can forgive me… for head butting your father and all. He’s okay right?” The boy asked.

“Oh yeah, he’ll be fine. (M/n)’s an amazing doctor, so it’s not like he’d be down for too long. And besides, he’s back to getting saké already.” Senjuro explained.

“What a relief.” The slayer huffed.

“You have my thanks.” Senjuro said, seemingly to the other boy’s surprise. “For standing up to him. I was too scared to. Even when he badmouthed my brother like that. I’m sure (M/n) is grateful too.” You watched through the back door as Shinjuro wobbled off to purchase more saké. “Tell me. What were my brothers last moments like.” You suddenly remembered why that boy was here in the first place. As that all too familiar pain began to emerge in your chest, you shut the door. You didn’t need anymore grief. Your heart has had enough as it is.

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A knock to your door awoke you from the nap you hadn’t even noticed you took. “Come in.” You groggily called and watched as Senjuro slowly walked in. “Our visitor has left.” He said. You nodded before Senjuro ran over and collapsed in your arms. You raked your fingers through his hair as he loudly sobbed into your shoulder. “It’ll be alright. We’ll get through this.” You cupped his face and looked into his teary eyes. “For Kyojuro, okay?” You held out your pinky to him. He nodded before interlocking your fingers.

“It was difficult getting him to accept Kyojuro’s sword guard. He swore he couldn’t accept it.” Senjuro lightly chuckled recounting his encounter with the young slayer boy you now knew as Tanjiro. “He said that you should’ve kept it.” He smiled. “I couldn’t keep that thing even if I wanted to. I’d get too sad.” You said, running your fingers through Senjuro’s hair.

“‘Don’t let me limit your heart’,” Senjuro said out of the blue. “‘Please allow someone else to give you the love i wish i could’ve, because you deserve the world and more. I hope you find a man who will treat you like the prince you are in my place.’” “What are you on about?” You turned to face him. “Those were Kyojuro’s last words to you. Tanjiro said he had the most to say about you. Apparently he wouldn’t shut up about how excited he was to marry his boyfriend when he returned from his mission.” You felt Senjuro’s tears falling in your lap before you even noticed the ones dripping down your cheeks.

You two cried a lot that night…

And the next…

And while you could’ve sworn you were hearing things, you knew Shinjuro was crying too.

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“You shouldn’t push yourself ya know? That’s not very flashy of you.” The sound hashira called to you as you continued to train.

You had chosen to become Tengen Uzui’s tsugoku as a means of defending yourself after Kyojuro’s death. It would be hard for anyone to train like this, but now imagine you’ve gone your whole life without as much as touching a sword, to now pushing yourself to train every day with one until your heart felt like it was on the brink of giving out.

“If you expect me to be ready for battle within the current century, you’ll let me continue.” You said, not even sparing a glance towards the older man behind you.

He scoffed before walking towards you and gripping your sword. “That’s enough (M/n).” He sternly instructed. “We’ll pick this up tomorrow.”

You let go off your sword and stormed off, leaving the taller to slowly trail behind as he fiddled with your blade.

“You can be quite the brat ya know?” He commented as you made your way back towards the Rengoku residence.

“And you can be quite the headache.” You pulled off your geta and made your way towards the kitchen, not before greeting Senjuro with a hug and kiss to his forehead. Afterwards, starting on dinner for you all, as well as your unwanted flashy guest.

“I don’t know why you insist on staying here. You have a home with three wives to return to.” You snidely commented as you poured stew into Senjuro’s plate.

“Well, my home doesn’t have my cute tsugoku at it now does it?” Tengen smirked at your irritated expression.

You inhaled deeply before launching his plate at him; however, he caught it rather easily and began to dig in as if nothing happened. Curse him for being a skilled hashira. “And besides, you know they’re not there.”

You took your place next to Senjuro and angrily began to eat. Stuffing your face full of stew and barely even giving yourself time to chew.

“Thank you for the meal (M/n)!” Senjuro hugged you before running off to his room, realizing the tense atmosphere he found himself in the middle of.

“If you want a real answer, I worried about you (M/n).” Tengen stated as he placed his bowl down. “You never wanted to even touch a sword, but now you push yourself to train with one every day. It’s not healthy.”

“Who cares how I was in the past. So what if I want to wield a sword now? You should only concern yourself with training me.” You glared at him.

“You won’t defeat the demon that killed Kyojuro.” He deadpanned. “You’re far too weak… and if you plan on pushing yourself like this, you’ll be dead before you even have the chance to try.”

You tighten your hands into fists and inhaled deeply, attempting to keep yourself from crying.

Tengen shifted to be seated beside you and laid your head on his shoulder. “It’s okay to cry ya know? Just let it all out.” You sobbed into his shoulder as he rubbed your back.

“Once we get back from this mission… please listen to me. I promise I’ll help you get stronger, without you pushing your body so hard.” You nodded against his body and he smiled gently down at you. He cupped your face so that know you were facing his.

“Go get some rest.” He pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Meet me at the Butterfly Estate tomorrow morning. I’ll be there to find a girl to help on this mission.” You nodded. He smiled and placed a kiss to your forehead before standing up. “See you later (M/n).”

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“You’re an idiot you know that?” You cried as you held the only hand Tengen had left.

While you expected to engage in battle during this mission to gather information on the sound hashira’s wives, you never expected to encounter an upper moon, much less two of them. Now you sat in the aftermath of the battle: bloodied and bruised; but your injuries were nothing compared to Tengen’s. His forearm had been cut off and he was poisoned. He didn’t have much time left.

“Hey calm down.” He cupped your face gently. “Nice to see that pretty face of yours wasn’t damaged.”

“Shut up! Focus on yourself!” You yelled at him as you struggled to apply pressure to his severed arm.

“Appreciate the effort sweetheart, but it’s not this injury that’s gonna kill me.” You realized that the poison was still ravaging his body.

“Shit! I forgot my medicines back home. If only I would’ve brought them none of this would’ve-!” A small tap to your shoulder averted your attention from the sound hashira to the young kamado girl that now sat beside you.

She gently pressed her hand against Uzui before… SETTING HIM ON FIRE?! You and all of Tengen’s wives screamed in horror as you watched the older man being engulfed in pink flames. Makio, Hinatsuru, and Suma bickered amongst themselves as they yelled at Nezuko, but you focused on how Tengen’s once purple skin now began to clear.

You sat amazed as you watched Uzui heal from what was once a deadly venom.

Tengen slowly turned to you and smiled. “I guess I’m so flashy, even death can’t beat me.”

You wept as you tackled the larger man into your embrace, the others watching with endearment as the sound hashira held you. “Don’t scare me like that you asshole.” Uzui simply laughed as he wiped your tears.

“What do ya say we get out of here?” He announced to his wives as they, alongside you, helped him get up and walk away.

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You very carefully worked on reapplying the sound hashira’s bandages as he carefully held you in his lap.

“You’re really cute when you’re all focused like that.” Tengen commented once you finished wrapping him up.

“Shut up.” You walked away from him as you worked on reorganizing your ointments and medicines. Uzui chuckled to himself as he lovingly watched you work.

“Hey (M/n)?” Tengen called out which caused you to turn to face him. “Yes?” He beckoned you to come closer to him, and you obliged. Adjusting yourself to sit in his lap. “Why don’t you come and live here with us?” He offered. “What do you mean?” You looked up at him, confused as to what his true intentions were. “Will you allow me to court you and become my husband? I could use another man around the house to balance things out ya know?” He smiled gently at you.

You slowly moved off him as you attempted to put some space between you. “Is something wrong?” Tengen shot you a concerned look, looking shocked when you rejected his attempt to hold your hand. “I-I’m not- I can’t… I still…” Tengen grasped your hand. “It’s alright (M/n). I understand.” He rubbed your knuckles lovingly. “I’m sorry-“ “Don’t be.” He cut you off. “You have no reason to explain yourself.” He knew your heart still belonged to Kyojuro and he respected that. You two sat in a comfortable silence as you slowly allowed yourself to return to sit in Tengen’s lap.

“My heart still isn’t ready to move on, but I promise you, the day it is, it’ll be yours.” You looked up at him. “And I’ll be more than happy to accept it.” He brought your hand to his lips and pressed a sweet kiss to your knuckles.

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It all moved entirely too fast.

One day you were enjoying a day out on the town with Uzui and his wives, and now you watched as the demon who killed Kyojuro faded into dust.

“We did (M/n).” Tanjiro wept as he attempted to apply pressure to the wound in your stomach. “You did it.”

You smiled and coughed up blood. “You’re not injured are you?” You looked up at the scarred boy.

“No sir.” He wiped some tears from his face. “I’m glad.” You breathed deeply before realizing one of your lungs must’ve been punctured as you struggled with something as simple as that.

“You should be worried about yourself. You’re in two pieces.” Tomioka quietly stated as his sat down beside you.

“I’ll be alright.” You felt your eyelids slowly become heavier and heavier with each blink of your eyes. “Stop with this nonsense Mr. (M/n)! You’re going to die soon! Please speak with some urgency!” Tanjiro cried out. You simply chuckled and reached up to cup his face. “Why should I be sad? The killer of my lover has been killed by my efforts and now I’m presented with the opportunity to see Kyojuro again. I have no reason to be upset. In fact… I’m rather relieved. So please, don’t mourn me. Who knows how many lives I have helped to save by ridding the world of that demon. I will go on with no regrets in this world.” You explained, watching as both men before you accepted your death.

“Tanjiro, please tell Senjuro I’m sorry to give him another loss, but please assure him I will be watching over him. Me and Kyojuro both will be excited to see the great man he becomes.” Your breaths started to become much shallower. “And for Mr. Uzui, please tell him I apologize I couldn’t give him my heart, but that I will cherish all the love he still gave me in spite of my inability to do so.” Tanjiro became more panicked as he realized your heart beat was slowing down. “Please, save your breath-“ Tomioka covered his mouth, allowing you to continue. “And for you both, go out there and save the world. I’ll be cheering you on.” You shut your eyes. “Set your heart ablaze.”

And just like that, you were gone…

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You awoke in a grassy field. The sun was bright and wind was warm, feeing almost as if it was pressing kissed against your skin every time it passed by. The tall reeds swayed in the blowing wind and brushed against your legs, slightly tickling you. Everything was perfect.

“I’m proud of you!” A familiar voice boomed through the air.

You slowly turned around as you laid your eyes on the man you have longed to see ever since that faithful night…

“K-Kyojuro…?”

“It’s me (M/n).” He smiled to you and opened his arms.

Your eyes rang and your breath hitched. It couldn’t be…?

Your shock was short-lived as you rushed towards him, immediately landing in his arms and tackling him to the soft grass. His body was as warm as you remembered. His arms immediately resting at your waist, just like he used to. His scent was as vibrant as you recalled.

It was him.

He was here.

With you.

“Where are we?” You looked around you. While it was peaceful, it was not where you recalled ever visiting.

“We’re in heaven love.” Kyojuro stated as he ran his fingers through your hair.

“Ah, I guess I died during that battle against Akaza.” The former flame hashira nodded as he held you close to him.

“No matter how you got here, you did amazing!” He smiled brightly at you, causing your heart to skip a beat. “And now we’ll never be separated again!”

You smiled back at him.

Sure, nothing has gone how you would prefer it to, but life has a way of subverting expectations, yet somehow managing to give you everything you wanted.

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Note(s): I wasn’t planning on making a part 2 to the original fic, but I had a sudden urge to write a bittersweet ending and immediately got to writing. I apologize if it’s too choppy, but I didn’t want it to be crazy long and a lot of what I originally planned was really just filler lol. Anyways, I hope you enjoy and have a great day/night!

[xuzuitengenx]

Sub!Kyojuro Rengoku x Top!Male Reader NSFW Oneshot (Wattpad)

Title: "The Loudest."

Genre—NSFW

AU—Modern AU

Quick Info: Uzui and his wives are neighbors with Rengoku and Y/N

Warning(s): EXPLICIT WORDS, Oversimulation, Riding, Praising, Handjob

[A/N]: I wrote this at like 2-3am— Sorry for any misspelled words or bad grammar :)

"Tengen-Sama!"

"mm? What..?" Uzui sleepy answers as one of his wives called to him.

"Oi! Tengen-Sama!!"

"Hmm? Yeah..?"

"TENGEN-SAMA!!" All the wives yelled at their sleeping husband who woke up and sat up in bed.

"WHAT?" Uzui looked at his wives as they were also sitting up on their huge bed.

"Ah.. They are at it..again.." Suma meekly says as the other two wives nods.

Uzui looks at her in a questioning look before he hears muffled loud moans/groans and bangs from the constantly moving bed hitting the wall.

Uzui groaned tiredly as he quickly grew annoyed.

This isn't the first time that Uzui and his wives' sleep has been interrupted by their neighbors aka their best friends.

"God.. Do they really have to fuck every night?" Uzui mumbled to himself as he got off his luxurious bed with his wives on it.

Getting out of his home with his flamboyant fluffy slippers and went over to his neighbors'.

As he got over, he pounded at the door like a tired old lady before he heard running footsteps from the other side becoming louder and louder.

The door soon opened up, revealing a heavy breathing (H/C) hair male who was just wearing boxers and a T-shirt which was backwards while also inside-out, showing the tag of the shirt.

"Oh, hey there.. You need something?" The male asked, leaning against the door frame as Uzui glared at him.

"Yeah. I need you to shut the fuck up. All I ask which I ask EVERY night is peaceful quiet for 8 hours, Y/N!" Uzui huffed with his arms crossed.

"Alright, Alright." Y/N says and nods in agreement.

Uzui groans and walks away to his home.

Y/N closed the door and locked it. Running back to his bedroom where his lover was waiting for him.

Walking into the bedroom, he was right.

His lover, Kyojuro, who was so out of character as he laid naked in their messy bed.

He had flushed cheeks as his mouth was slightly open letting out soft pants and slight drool dripping from his lips, his eyes filled with lust and small tears and his body littered with both new and old marks made by Y/N.

Y/N didn't waste time and took off his shirt and boxers. He quickly got on the bed and in between Kyojuro's thick thighs which was also had marks on them.

Kyojuro's hands found their way onto Y/N's cheeks and brought his face down to his own and kissed him. Y/N couldn't resist kissing him back and his hands went on Kyojuro's hips.

The kiss gotten more heated as their tongues got involved. Hips started to grind against each other and low, muffled moans came from the two.

Kyojuro and M/N broke their heated kiss, lips still lightly connected and Kyojuro moved his hands from Y/N's face to his neck.

"Are you ready to continue on, my love?" Y/N whispered against Kyojuro's pink lips. A low hum came from Kyojuro and a soft 'yes' was heard after.

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"Mmm~! A-ah~!!"

As the bed continues to roughly hit the wall repeatedly, Y/N had Kyojuro on all fours while he thrusted into Kyojuro harshly, receiving loud moans from Kyojuro who's voice was breaking and body trembling.

Y/N watched underneath him as Kyojuro's back arched and him clawing the sheets that were under him.

Smirking at the sight, Y/N thought to overstimulate Kyojuro which he did by removing his one of his hands from Kyojuro's hips and went for his cock that was dripping pre-cum, wanting a release real bad.

He was quick to start giving Kyojuro a handjob as he was still thrusting into Kyojuro. Kyojuro whined loudly when he felt Y/N's warm hand on his cock giving him a handjob which was making him lose his mind.

Now feeling himself coming closer to his climax, his moans became more frequently and his body failing to keep him up on all fours from the trembling and overwhelming pleasure that he was receiving.

Y/N seemed to read his mind by suddenly pulling out and finally letting go of Kyojuro's cock, giving Kyojuro a moment to breathe before the hands on his hips turned him around onto his back, facing his lover who moved between his legs once again.

"Fuck, you're so cute, Kyo~" Y/N complemented, making the heavy breathing Kyojuro looked away, fluster at the complement and the nickname.

Y/N chuckled at this and went down to kiss Kyojuro's red cheek before softly grabbing his chin, making his face turn facing Y/N's.

Y/N laid a tender kiss on Kyojuro's lips. Kyojuro returned the kiss immediately as his legs wraps around Y/N's waist.

As the kiss continued, Kyojuro let out a muffled gasp when he felt Y/N's tip against his entrance. Kyojuro slowly broke the tender kiss before unexpectedly pushed Y/N onto the side, making Y/N lay on his back and Kyojuro sitting on top of him.

Y/N was slighty shocked at the sudden turn but the flustered Kyojuro continued on.

"Let me.. take over.." Kyojuro says as his voice was raspy and low due to the loud moaning and whines.

Kyojuro put one of his hand on Y/N's chest as he looked behind him, seeing Y/N's erected cock that was close to his ass. He took Y/N's cock and pressed it against his entrance, making him shuddered softly before setting himself down slowly on Y/N's cock.

The two of them moaned at the insertion. Y/N's hands now on Kyojuro's hips and when Kyojuro no longer needed his hand to direct, putting both his hands on Y/N's chest.

Once Y/N was fully inside, Kyojuro started to move by slowly bouncing, airy moans leaving his mouth as his eyes were closed.

Y/N moans as Kyojuro was riding him. He soon felt Kyojuro's bouncing sped up, increasing their pleasurable noises louder.

Y/N watches as Kyojuro continued to fuck himself on Y/N's cock, loving how he gets to see this side of him. How needy and lewd he was.

"Ah~! Ah~! N-nghh~!" Kyojuro's loud moans kept erupting from him.

Y/N soon felt Kyojuro's body tremble on top of him and his bouncing slowing down a bit. Kyojuro's thighs were probably giving up on him which made Y/N thrusted upwards.

Kyojuro let out a loud mewl as he felt Y/N's sudden thrust. "Haa~!! I-I'm Ah~! God~!" Kyojuro moans, his head thrown back as he was close to cummimg while so was Y/N who was also close too.

Kyojuro continues his bouncing for a little longer and then soon, letting out a high pitched whine while he came on top of Y/N's chest and Y/N, cumming with a groan when Kyojuro tightens around him during his orgasm.

Heavy breathing were heard from the couple as Kyojuro got off of Y/N and laid down on the bed besides Y/N, exhausted.

Y/N was exhausted too but he still got off the bed and went to the bathroom to start a warm bath since he knows how Kyojuro isn't a fan sleeping covered in sweat and cum.

After the bath was done, he went back into the bedroom which he saw Kyojuro on the phone as he was now sitting up. When Y/N got closer, he soon heard the boomimg voice of Tengen on the other side, yelling at probably the noise.

Y/N sat on the bed next to Kyojuro who looked at him. Y/N signaled to hand the phone to him which Kyojuro did.

"I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL KILL YOUR STUPID HUSBAND OF YOURS AND-"

"Sorry, Tengenn~ It won't happen again tomorrow now good nighttt~" Y/N says with a teasing tone before hanging up.

"I don't get the problem- This is payback for when we couldn't sleep because of him and his wives. Now, you're ready for your bath, Kyo?"

Looking at Kyojuro, he saw Kyojuro's smile and then a small laugh from Kyojuro, Y/N couldn't help but to laugh softly. He truly loved Kyojuro's laugh and his smile.

"Yes, I am, Y/N!" Kyojuro excited for the warm bath.

"Great, now hold on!" Y/N says as he went to put up Kyojuro in a bridal way.

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"I'M GOING TO KILL THAT BASTARD!! HE ALWAYS SAYS TOMORROW BUT GUESS WHAT- HE NEVER DOES!!"

While Tengen continues his complaints, his wives sighed at their husband while he is being the loudest at the moment.