#Sanemi x black female reader

[venny-the-chubbyblack-writer]

Title: “Gentle Touches”

Summery: your pregnant with you and sanemi’s first child and the baby won’t stop kicking and your just trying to get some sleep

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The moon hung high in the sky, bathing the house in a soft silver glow as Sanemi Shinazugawa returned home after a long, grueling patrol. He could feel the tension still clinging to his muscles, a mix of fatigue and adrenaline that made every step heavy, yet he moved quietly through the house, not wanting to disturb (Y/N) if she was already asleep.

As he approached the bedroom, though, he heard a faint, soft sound—almost like muffled crying. His heart gave a sharp twist, and he pushed open the door to find (Y/N) sitting up in bed, tears streaking her cheeks as she cradled her swollen belly. She looked so tired, with dark circles under her eyes, and the exhaustion was so deep it seemed to reach her soul.

“(Y/N)?” Sanemi asked, voice barely above a whisper as he stepped into the room, worry etched into every line of his face. “What’s wrong?”

She tried to smile for him, brushing her fingers quickly over her damp cheeks, but the effort only made her look more weary. “The baby won’t stop kicking, Sanemi,” she murmured, her voice breaking. “I’ve tried lying on my side, sitting up, walking around, but… nothing’s working. Every time I close my eyes, it feels like—like a little warrior training inside me.”

Sanemi moved closer, his usual fierce, battle-hardened demeanor softening as he took in her distress. He knew she was strong—stronger than most, to endure what she had—but this… Seeing her like this pulled at something deep inside him. All he wanted was to help ease her suffering, even if he felt clumsy and unsure how to do it.

Without a word, he climbed onto the bed beside her, wrapping one arm around her shoulders and pressing a gentle kiss to her temple. She leaned into him, sighing as she let his warmth settle around her like a blanket. He could feel the tiny kicks beneath her hand where it rested on her belly, insistent and powerful for such a small being.

“Here, let me try something,” he murmured, shifting so he was lying beside her. He reached down and placed a large, calloused hand over her belly, where their little one’s movements were the strongest. His thumb gently rubbed in small, soothing circles, and he leaned down close to her belly, hoping his presence would somehow reach their child.

“Hey, little one,” he said, voice soft and low, the roughness usually there giving way to a gentleness only (Y/N) ever got to hear. He felt a little awkward, almost shy, but seeing the hopeful look on her face pushed him forward. “I know you’re excited to be here, but you’ve got to let your mom rest. She’s been carrying you around all day, and she’s tired. So… maybe take it easy for a while, alright?”

He looked up at (Y/N), noticing how her lips turned up in a faint, grateful smile. She placed her hand over his, fingers tracing the scars and lines she knew by heart, and his heart swelled with a fierce protectiveness, not just for her but for the life growing inside her.

“Come on now, little warrior,” he continued, rubbing his hand gently over the spot where he felt the strongest kick. “You’ll be here soon enough, and when you are, I’ll teach you everything. But for now, let your mom get some sleep. We both know she deserves it.”

To his surprise, the baby’s kicks seemed to slow, the movements softer, less insistent. He shared a look with (Y/N), and she gave a shaky laugh, her hand tightening over his as she took in a deep, relieved breath.

“Sanemi… it’s working,” she whispered, almost afraid to believe it. She shifted closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder as the baby’s movements grew calmer, and he let out a sigh of relief, still stroking her belly as he murmured soothing words.

“I’ve got you both,” he promised, his voice barely a murmur. “I’m here now. Get some sleep.”

(Y/N) finally let her eyes drift closed, her breathing slowing as she surrendered to the much-needed rest she’d been longing for. Sanemi stayed by her side, his hand never leaving her belly as he felt their child settle into stillness, as if listening to the quiet rhythm of their parents’ heartbeats.

Hours passed, and Sanemi lay awake, watching over them both as they slept, feeling a fierce sense of pride and tenderness. For once, his world was calm, filled not with battles or bloodshed but with the steady, gentle breathing of his little family.

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I had so much fun making this I’m ngl I hope you enjoy it too 😊😉

[msneedful-ispleaseful]

Can you do a NFSW Giyuu x fem black reader? Tysm love ur content!🩷🫶🏽

Omg ofc! i love getting ask.

The wind blew softly across your back but did nothing to stop the warm sun from freckling your brown skin. Summer in Japan wasn't like anything you had experienced before. Maybe it was the dry climate, but Giyuu, your husband, rubbed oil deep into your skin, easing your muscles and working your feet, you couldn't care less excited of the knowledge knowing nothing was under your robe, knowing that he was inches from your cunt.

"Mmmm, after touring around all..day this is just what I needed" you moaned softly as his hand's squeezed curves and dents, his soft plush lips kissing into the hot backs of your thighs and spreading your fat ass cheeks apart so he could see your fat lower lips, slick and sweltering.

As air can be heard from your straw he kisses your clit so casually and ask plainly "Another mimosa love?" you smile slightly and hum "no I'm fine" still he pours you a cup of wine which you sip slowly, and as you taste dashes of berries and milk Giyuu taste you, sweet natural funk. the smell of delicious pussy fills his nostrils and you tilt your head back, eyes watery, and look up at the bright blue sky, the boat rocks slowly and its all just so alluring "ahh,mmmm hunny i-i-i- I'm gooona,oh! mmmm please" drool drips as you sputter, stiletto nails digging into the cushioned lounge chair

You buck back into his face and his hands grip your ass cheeks harder and one of his hands wrap around your box braids controlling your head movement, making the craining of your neck painful as you moan and drip into his mouth "shush now dear" he slurps and sucks your puffy red clit, licking at your enlarged folds "I'm making us of you puppet" he murmurs into your cunt.

He growls low as your legs shake, squirt soaks his jaw and he doesn't let up for a second. "Oh my goooood!!! I'm cummin ah a-againnn oooh baby yes yes yes please" You rock back violently chasing that edge stark pleasure overcomes you as your body tenses then softens and relaxes, melting down, Giyuu licks you clean, pours your cup of wine, and massages your feet as if he had never stopped.

Maybe you should go on vacation more

[zikkytheblicky]

♡︎ you can call me zikky or any pet names if you prefer. I’m black and Jamaican— pronouns are he/him/they/them/theirs i’m transgender and bisexual !!

(REMAKE.)

⊹ FANDOMS ⊹

ও jjk (satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji zen’in, yuta okkutsu, kenjaku as geto, ryomen sukuna, masamichi yaga, kiyotaka ijichi, toge inumaki, aoi todo)

ꔛ csm (denji, aki hayakawa, kishibe, hirofumi yoshida, young kishibe)

✦ astv (miles 42, hobie, miguel o’hara, spider noir)

⊹ demon slayer (tanjiro kamado, kyojuro rengoku, inosuke hashibara, sanemi shinazugawa, tengen uzui, giyu tomioka, obanai iguro, gyomei himejima, kokushibo, muzan kibutsuji, akaza, kagaya ubuyashiki, doma, gyutaro)

★ kpop groups (stray kids n SEVENTEEN)

(such little fandoms ik!! i don’t watch a lot of things/remember what i watch , sorry !!)

⊹ DNI LIST ⊹

-homophobes, transphobes, racists, antisemitics, zionists, trolls, isnotreal supporters, dsmp stans/fans, female readers (this includes SHE/THEY, SHE/HER, SHE/XE/THEY, etc.), people who sexualize itadori, sexists, pedophiles, rapists, sex offenders.

⊹ i WILL write

black male reader

feminine t!m/m reader chubby black male reader

trans black male reader

trans chubby black male reader

pre top surgery black male reader

pre top surgery chubby black male reader

pre bottom surgery black male reader

pre bottom surgery chubby black male reader

male reader

chubby male reader

Pre top surgery male reader

pre top surgery chubby male reader

pre bottom surgery male reader

pre bottom surgery chubby male reader

submissive t!m/m reader

switch t!m/m reader

feminine t!m/m reader

any kink besides body fluid ones and foot fetish

gay t!m/m reader

sugar daddy x sugar bby trope

any trope really except for those cringe ones like golden retriever x black cat idk those are just.. uhm. like just say introverted x extroverted trope if you really want that one!! (My op sorry.)

pet names , i love them. Except for those really.. cringe ones like "my little sugar waffle! " stop it. I will use different language ones too depending on the characters nationality.

fluff

smut

“ crack “

t!m/m reader with a core/style (any types of cores like aaliyah core for ex).

WILL NOT WRITE ⊹

any kink involving body fluids or foot fetish.

HEAVY angst (r@pe, HEAVY abuse, etc.)

m preg. Like i'll do the getting cummed inside of part but not the giving birth.. having kids.. like no sorry!! ( it makes me uncomfortable. )

mahito.

aged up characters

minors

fem readers (you guys tons of stories you'll be ok, twin.)

✧ Thats it really i'll probs add more tho !!

⊹ i write in lowercase on purpose !! and sometimes space my punctuation (like this !! or this , or this . but i rarely space the period.)⊹

☆ if you’re black reader please inform about your hairstyle/texture !! i don’t wanna accidentally just use the wrong hair texture/hair style for you 💓.

request status: closed ! ⊹

[petitelepus]

Hashiras x Platonic pregnant female reader (possibly single)

Where the reader, being pregnant, continues working, hunting, and doing strength training despite her pregnancy, and seems to have no problems with it, and is often upset when they tell her to rest, she is reckless and careless, she is always in constant movement or training. When she seems to be going into labor, the baby is delivered standing up easily, quickly and without pain.

At the beginning of your pregnancy, you had made your fellow Hashiras promise not to tell anyone about the life growing in your tummy.

They respected your wishes, even if reluctantly, and your continued training and hunting Demons like it was every other day. This often time worried your companions, but you brushed off their worries, claiming that you could still work and train.

That was until your stomach got big enough that you couldn't hide your pregnancy anymore.

Master Ubuyashiki wasn't exactly happy with you hiding your pregnancy for so long, but at least he didn't punish you for hiding the knowledge or your Hashira companions for keeping your secret.

But he did force you to bedrest at Butterly Mansion and it was killing you to just lie in bed all day because of how far along you were. You could barely do anything other than go to the toilet by yourself and even then you needed someone to escort you there.

"Any day now, you little brat..." You grumbled as you looked at your huge stomach, "Come out so I can get this done and over with...!"

"That is certainly one way to talk to your child," Came Shinobu's light giggle and you turned to look just in time to see her enter your room.

"Can't you do anything to start this labor?" You asked but she only shook her head, "As you said yourself, any day now."

"This is torture!" You cried out but the Insect Hashira just smiled, "Do you need to go?"

"Go, like a toilet?" You asked and she nodded, but you frowned as you attempted to get up on your own, "I'm more than capable of going to the toilet by myself...!"

"I don't doubt you, but bending down can't be easy with your stomach-!"

"My stomach is fine- Ah-!" You winched as you felt pain in your lower tummy and your eyes widened in shock as you looked at Shinobu, "D- Did I just wet myself?"

You were so humiliated that you wished a Demon would appear and eat you up, but Shinobu quickly moved closer and touched the wet spot on the bed.

"D- Don't-!"

"Congratulations!" The pretty woman smiled, "Your baby must have heard how annoyed their mother is and decided that they are ready to come out!"

"Now!?" You winched as your stomach ached in pain and Shinobu nodded as she quickly ran to the door and called Aoi and other girls to help her deliver your baby.

After that, things were blurred. You remember the pain, your cries, pushing, and finally, a shrill little scream before you blacked out due to exhaustion.

You weren't sure how long you were sleeping, and then you started to hear voices. At first, they sounded like gibberish, but as you focused and started to slowly come to your senses, you realized that those voices belonged to your fellow Hashiras.

"Aww, they look just like their mommy!" Mitsuji said happily, and Obanai nodded, "It's almost scary."

"Namu... They sound calm..." Gyomei nodded, and Sanemi scoffed, "Yeah, but if they come to their mother then we are going to have to cover our ears real soon."

"Hm!" Came Kyojuro's voice, but before he could say a word, Shinobu quickly shushed him, "Indoor voice, Rengoku."

"They are like two peas in a pod," The Flame Hashira said quietly.

"They are, like, so flashy," Tengen nodded with approval and Muichiro glanced at the Sound Hashira, "You think so...?"

"The baby looks happy..." Giyu nodded and Sanemi laughed, "Just wait until they see their mother. That gives them a reason to cry."

"Fuck you..." You grumbled tiredly as you struggled to open your eyes, but you managed. You looked at all the Hashiras surrounding your bed and frowned, "Why the Hell are you all here anyway...?"

"Hm!" Kyojuro nodded, "We heard from crows that you went to labor and we had to rush in to see the little miracle ourselves."

"The baby...?" You turned to look at the Insect Hashira.

"They are well. The delivery went perfectly," Shinobu smiled, "You must have been exhausted so we decided to let you sleep a moment."

"So... The baby is okay?"

"Would you like to see them?"

You weren't sure what the Hell you were thinking, but you nodded and she smiled as she stepped aside and returned quickly with your newborn in her arms.

"Here they are," She nodded as she gently handed the baby to you and your eyes widened as you took in your child. They were small, had the chubbiest cheeks you had ever seen, and cutest mouth ever.

"Wow..." You blinked as you looked at them and the Hashiras shared smiles, "Master Ubuyashiki said that you aren't allowed to pick up a sword for another 3 or 4 months."

"That's..." You frowned and they all expected you to complain and object...

"That's okay..." You smiled, "I'd like to get to know this little sunshine better..."

"You also have all of our support!" Mitsuri said excitedly and a little too loudly because your baby started to stir awake and whined pitifully.

"Wh- What-?" You turned to look at Shinobu pleadingly, "Wh- What should I do?"

"Just hold them," She nodded, "They are probably hungry also."

"Oh," You blinked before you realized what she meant, "Oh!"

"We will give you some privacy..." Gyomei nodded as he and the rest of the Hashiras stepped outside, but they all congratulated you on their way out.

You sighed as you did what you had to, and in manner of minutes, your little baby was happily eating and you couldn't help but to look at them so lovingly.

You didn't expect to fall in love ever again, but you were wrong.

[muzansfangs]

My dear readers, welcome to the “𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬” event. Since on August 29th I’m turning twenty-four, I have decided to host this small event.

• How does it work? Being a busy person and having my requests closed, I have already set up everything. I therefore hope you will just enjoy the works that are going to be part of this collection and let me know if you are satisfied with them.

• What does the event consist in? This post will work as a real Masterlist for the twenty-four one-shots I’m going to post. I’ve chosen twenty-four male characters from Demon Slayer and Bleach, pairing each and every one of them with a line of a song I have chosen.

• Are there any other infos you should be aware of? The works will all be written in the perspective of a female reader. The contents of the works can be smut, fluff or angst and, sometimes, the various generes will be combined. I will make sure to add all the details concerning the warnings about the triggering themes in every single post.

• Anything else? This is the complete list of the works I will gradually update. There is not a specific order, but I will add the links of the one-shots whenever I get to post one of them! Thanks for the attention, your perfectionist admin.

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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

• 505 — Gin Ichimaru x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“In my imagination you’re waiting laying on your side, with your hands between your thighs”, Arctic Monkeys.

• BABYDOLL — Douma x f!reader (NSFW)

“When I meet your eyes, the devil, he wins”, Ari Abdul.

• IF I KILLED SOMEONE FOR YOU — Aizen Sosuke x f!reader (NSFW + ANGST)

“Would you love me more, if I killed someone for you?”, Alec Benjamin

• HEART LIKE YOURS — Sanemi Shinazugawa x f!reader (FLUFF)

“How could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine?”, Willamette Stone

• ATLANTIS — Urahara Kisuke x f!reader (ANGST)

“ ‘Cause in my heart and in my head, I'll never take back the things I said”, Seafret

• UNTIL I FOUND YOU — Rengoku Kyojuro x f!reader (FLUFF)

“I was lost within the darkness but then I found her, I found you”, Stephen Sanchez

• FRIENDS — Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader (NSFW)

“Tell me we’re not just friends, this doesn’t make much sense, no”, Chase Atlantic

• SWEATER WEATHER — Renji Abarai x f!reader (FLUFF + ANGST)

“ ‘Cause it’s too cold for you here and now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater”, The Neighbourhood

• BLUE JEANS — Muzan Kibutsuji x f!reader (NSFW)

“You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop, but you fit me better than my favorite sweater”, Lana del Rey

• DAYLIGHT — Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time. You and I drink the poison from the same vine”, David Kushner

• CARDIGAN — Tomioka Giyuu x f!reader (FLUFF)

“And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite”, Taylor Swift

• FUCK YOU IN MY HEAD — Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader (NSFW)

“I got dirty wishes on my mind, but you will never ever know that I, I like to fuck you in my head”, Cloudy June

• BACK TO BLACK — Obanai x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“We only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times. You go back to her and I go back to, I go back to us”, Amy Winehouse

• WHERE’S MY LOVE — Ulquiorra Cifer x f!reader (ANGST)

“Ooh, does she know that we bleed the same? Ooh, don’t wanna cry but I break that way”, SYML

• ALL OF ME — Kokushibo x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts, risking it all, though it's hard”, John Legend

• KISS ME — Haschwalth Jugram x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“And your heart’s against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck, I’m falling for your eyes but they don’t know me yet”, Ed Sheeran

• WHEN THE DARKNESS COMES — Shinjuro Rengoku x f!reader (FLUFF)

“When you're feeling lost I'll leave my love hidden in the sun, for when the darkness comes”, Colbie Caillat

• SAY SOMETHING — Ukitake Jushiro x f!reader (ANGST)

“And I will swallow my pride, you're the one that I love and I'm saying goodbye”, A Great Big World

• CAN’T HELP FALLING IN LOVE — Akaza x f!reader (FLUFF)

“Shall I stay? Would it be a sin, if I can't help falling in love with you?”, Elvis Presley

• SHADOW PREACHERS — Zaraki Kenpachi x f!reader (NSFW)

“You make me wanna love, hate, cry, take, every part of you. You make me wanna scream, burn, touch, learn, every part of you”, Zella Day

• HUNGER — Yoriichi Tsugikuni x f!reader (FLUFF)

“Oh, love, let me see inside your heart, all the cracks and broken parts, the shadows in the light. There's no need to hide”, Ross Copperman

• ENJOY THE SILENCE — Shinji Hirako x f!reader (NSFW)

“All I ever wanted, all I ever needed is here in my arms. Words are very unnecessary, they can only do harm”, Depeche Mode

• BREAK MY HEART MYSELF — Uzui Tengen x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“I don't need your help getting off of this carousel. I don't need anybody else, 'cause I can break my heart myself”, Bebe Rexha

• VILLAIN — Shuhei Hisagi x f!reader (NSFW)

“I'll be the villain tonight. I kinda like when you despise me after we fight”, Bella Poarch

[its-freaking-jordan]

About me/Masterlist(bottom)

Something short and simple. I’m an 18 y/o beginning writer, Im trying to get better by the day. Pronouns are She/They.

I currently write for Demon Slayer only, I will so do other Fandoms, possibly My Hero Academia and JJK.

Also If you have an ageless Bio or if your a minor interacting with my NSFW post, I will block you immediately. You can interact with my SFW only.I also do request so feel free to request any <3

Writing Do’s and Dont’s

I will do:

Male, Female and GN reader

Charater(s) x reader (poly)

Yandere,Fluff, Angst, Smut

Headcannon’s

LGBT+

What I WONT write

Adult x minor

Minor nsfw

Rape

Weird shit in general.

Pedo stuff

Weird kinks..

Master list

Pillars…

Giyuu Tomioka…

Hashira seeing you as their older sibling figure.-Headcannons

Shinbou Kocho…

Hashira seeing you as their older sibling figure.-Headcannons

Mitsuri Kanroji…

Hashira seeing you as their older sibling figure.-Headcannons

Obanai Iguro…

Hashira seeing you as their older sibling figure.-Headcannons

Uzui Tengen…

Hashira seeing you as their older sibling figure.-Headcannons

Rengoku Kyojuro…

Hashira seeing you as their older sibling figure.-Headcannons

Tokito Muichieo…

Hashira seeing you as their older sibling figure.-Headcannons

Sanemi Shinazugawa…

Hashira seeing you as their older sibling figure.-Headcannons

Gyomei Himejima…

Hashira seeing you as their older sibling figure.-Headcannons

Demons

Muzan Kibutsuji…

My Spider Lily… (fem reader)

Dating Headcannons

Muzan + Uppermoons- Their lover has been reincarnated with no previous memories of meeting them.

Kokushibo…

Muzan + Uppermoons- Their lover has been reincarnated with no previous memories of meeting them.

Doma/Douma…

Muzan + Uppermoons- Their lover has been reincarnated with no previous memories of meeting them.

Akaza…

Muzan + Uppermoons- Their lover has been reincarnated with no previous memories of meeting them.

Dating Akaza headcanons

Hantengu(Clones)…

Karaku x reader smut

Hantengu x Gn reader pt 1

Hantengu x Gn reader pt 2

Sekido with a touchy S/O pt 1

Change of plans pt 2-Nsfw

Hantengu with a Selective mute S/O

Zohakuten seeing you as a mother/father headcanons

Urogi headcanons sfw and Nsfw

Aizetsu x Fem reader-Angst

Muzan + Uppermoons- Their lover has been reincarnated with no previous memories of meeting them.

Clones x husband/Wife reader

Gyokko…

Muzan + Uppermoons- Their lover has been reincarnated with no previous memories of meeting them.

Daki…

Muzan + Uppermoons- Their lover has been reincarnated with no previous memories of meeting them.

Guytaro…

Muzan + Uppermoons- Their lover has been reincarnated with no previous memories of meeting them.

Enmu…

More…

Kamado Siblings x Fem reader fluff

Haganezuka with a black fem s/o NSFW & Sfw

[sasukeuzumaki-uchiha]

Omega Giyuu x Alpha fem reader

"A female Alpha?!"

Masterlist

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

I wrote this the same day as the part 1

Started writing this the 10/10/2023

Finished the 10/11/2023

TW: Rape, force pregnancy, a stupid man is in this chapter find him and i will give you a heart emoji, alpha x alpha, Shinobu x Tengen, Sanemi x Gyomei, suicidal thoughts, illegal age gap (17 x 30)

If you are sensitive to any of the trigger warnings you can skip the chapter and if you want to talk about it with me I'm ok to talk about it (Just remember that I can't help you get better, But I'm here so you can let it all go)

Just remember that you are not alone, their is numbers to help you

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Reader POV:

I'm close to get him!!!

You can do it!!

"GIYUU!!! Where are you going?!!!" I see him entering a house, is it his or someone he knew?

"GIYUU COME OUT, NO NEED TO BE SCARED!!!" I keep following him

I'm are such an idiot, i can't even follow an omega...

I cry in the snow

I'm such an idiot...

Why wasn't i able to get him to stay with me...

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Giyuu POV:

"SANEMI!!! I saw a beautiful woman but i don't know what to do?!" I ask my best friend Sanemi, he is a bit mean with people that are hurting me or his husband or his pups but in general he is nice

"What? Aren't you an omega?" He looked at me

"I know but i don't know what to do!!!" I feel like I'm about to cry

I finally let it all out

I feel Sanemi's arms around me

I'm finally safe...

For now at least...

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Sanemi POV

I feel him purring on me

So cute

No i can't have a crush on him... What will happen in Gyomei finds out... He will ask for a divorce its obvious...

I can't betray my own husband...

Well it's been a while since he fucked me but it's not a reason to cheat...

The only thing I can do is to let him be clingy and then pushing him off

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??? POV:

"Ara ara Shinaguzawa-san... Is Tomioka-san still clingy?" i rub my pregnant belly (Thank you Tengen...)

"It's not the first time Kocho... Oh i forgot, how is the baby in there?" He look at my belly

"I'm fine, but call me Shinobu... And why are you still calling me by my maiden name?" I keep rubbing my belly

"It's just in case, knowing Uzui he will replace you easily... All the omegas are in love with him" He look at me weirdly

"I know my husband very well... He said he loves me and our future baby!"

"He says that all the time and look, he left all his pregnant omegas boys like girls... He has no pity for anyone except himself"

I start crying and throw myself into Sanemi's arms next to Giyuu

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Reader POV:

That's it...

He hate me for sure...

It makes me remember my ex

(Flashback 3 years before)

"YOU DAMN SLUT!!! SUCK MY COCK!!!" He was screaming at me to suck him...

"Y-yes sir..." i start to suck his cock... It's wasn't the worst thing he ever did to me...

For a while he was super nice but one day he snapped and I'll pay the consequences

"Who knew that an alpha could fuck another alpha huh slut?!" He keep hitting my throat with his cock

"I'm sure i can impregnate you with a thousands of pups, your pussy will like it!"

I was trying so hard to not throw up...

It was ever since my 17th birthday that he started to rape me...

I wasn't allowed to push him away or I'd be sexually tortured

(20 minutes later)

I could feel him ejaculating in my belly, it was too late. I'm sure I'm pregnant, anyway this is the third time he's ejaculated in my belly...

"YOU BETTER BE PREGNANT BITCH!!!"

I nod sadly, anyway it's my fault for putting the knife in my heart I wouldn't have been raped if I did it before...

(Fast-forward 10 months later)

I love them so much but they remind me so much if their dad...

The same black curly hair

The same ruby eyes

I'm so sorry my babies but i should have been more confident, you wouldn't be suffering right now...

"I'm sorry..." i say crying while holding the 5 pups in my arms

(Fast-forward 2 ½ years later)

"Mommy!! Why are we getting away from daddy?" my oldest Tamayo ask curious

"Mommy is taking you and your siblings on a trip" i smile not telling her the truth

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Giyuu POV:

I can't stop feeling about her...

It's a weird feeling

I never felt it before

It's new to me...

Is it love?

Am I finally getting a girlfriend just like Obanai with Mitsuri?

I open my eyes hearing the door opening, i see Obanai in a panicking

"MITSURI IS IN LABOR!!!" Obanai scream, i see behind him a panicked Mitsuri

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Reader POV:

Who are they?

What are they doing here?

DID HE SAID THAT THE LADY WAS IN LABOR?!!!!

"Miss are you okay?" I get up and approach the woman

"Do i look like I'm okay?!" She said turning towards me. She seem a little bit irritated

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I'm so tired...

Sorry for the short chapter it's literally 12.30am and i'm still awake LOL!

Don't forget to give me comments (Only if you want)

See you all in part three

[roninishere]

Can you hold me?

part two to Right now. Giyuu Tomioka x female reader  Warnings: mentions of blood and abuse, clear signs of depression, and a lot of feels. No proof reading, grammar mistakes haha. I apologize Summary: Adjusting to your new life and fuck, it’s hard.

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‘It feels like a tear in my heart

Like a part of me missing

And I just can't feel it

I've tried and I've tried

And I've tried’

Hearing a very and heavy sigh from Giyuu, you looked up to see him pass out. But, before he could hit the ground, in a blink of an eye, you caught him in your arms. 

You now were faster, stronger, and your senses were amplified. It would have to take some getting use to. 

Very concerned about him, you concreted, and once you could hear a very steady heartbeat, you stopped yourself from getting worked up. You took this time to take a good look at his face, avoiding to look at scratches you created, and you could tell he was beyond exhausted. 

He had dark circles under his eyes and his cheeks were a little sunken in. He wasn’t sleeping nor eating, how could he? He had been worried sick about you. With a sad smile on your face, you picked him up in your arms, and even though it wasn’t a good idea…

In a matter of minutes, you were in the Butterfly Estate, setting him softly on an empty bed. You wanted to stay, stay until he woke up and express how sorry you were, and have him hold you in his arms. Hold and kiss you telling you everything would be okay. 

Because it won’t. Going home isn’t an option, not like this, not around Mio. You just couldn’t. Even if it hurt to be away, to possibility be never come back home, or at least for a while. You had to stay away for her protection, and the settling fact that tou indeed may never be with her or Giyuu again. 

Numbness overcame your body. 

Pressing your now cold lips to his forehead, you gently squeezed his hand ‘Goodbye darling. Thank you for everything.’

Turning to leave with the burning sensation in her eyes, she was brought to a halt when there was a gasp, turning, your indifferent eyes met the Butterfly Pillar. Panicking, you threw open the window, and took off, knowing a hundred percent that she saw you. The new You. Knowing exactly what she’s capable of, you ran as hard as you could. 

Nothing darkness overcame you. 

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‘Tears on my face I can't take it

If lonely is a taste then it's all that I'm tasting

Do you hear my cry?

I cry, oh

Can you hold me?

Can you hold me?

Can you hold me in your arms?’

Here you were. Your hands tied up, resting on your lap as there was a thick piece of cloth? Of some sort of material around your mouth, and tied around your head. Looking around your surroundings, it was pitch black as you gently pat the oddly familiar tatami mat. Where the hell were you?

Putting the pieces together, Shinobu must’ve knocked you out. You honestly were surprised considering the similar situation with the Kamado siblings and how she didn’t hesitate them to attack them.  

You were like sisters after all though. 

Maybe seeing that you hadn’t had any flesh or blood, she couldn’t kill you. 

“I know you all must have questions about why I called this meeting,” Your head snapped to the Masters voice that was slightly muffled by the doors you assumed that were in front of you. A feeling of uneasiness took over your body as you realized who was there with him. All of the hashira. 

Anxiety filled your head as thought of what could possibly happen. “Amane, dear, can you please introduce our guest.” 

Hearing those soft footsteps, you calm down, but you still breathed heavily with all of the sudden burning sensation in the back of your throat. When those sliding doors open; there was multiple gasps, mixed emotions, and the room was dead silent for about two minutes. 

The only thing you could hear was your heavy breathing. 

“Tomioka! I thought you said you found her ALIVE?!” Sanemi and Obanai went with their normal shenanigans, blaming and picking on your husband. 

Rage pulsed through your veins, how could they possibly blame this on him? You being a demon was no one’s fault, but honestly your own. Giyuu eyes never left yours as the last forty-eight hours were just a fucking roller coaster of emotions for him. 

He was just grateful that you weren’t dead, and didn’t feed into the temptation. 

You felt a flash of irritation as your temper sparked. Getting to your feet, with a flick of your wrist, the snap of the rope around your wrists caught the attention of some, concerned of the worst as you untied the material around your mouth. Before Tengen and Kyojuro could get to their feet, in a blink of an eye, you stood in front of Giyuu.

“S…s….” Even though you physically couldn’t speak, your body language spoke for you. Your eyebrows pressed firmly together, creating a crease, you snarled at the two males with your little hands balled up into tight fists that resulting in you once again digging your nails into your palms, your fangs out. 

Anger was just pouring out of you. 

Not at all were you affected by all the humans around you, just once again, protecting your husband, basically warning Sanemi and Obanai to back off. Just like old times. 

After Aname whispered to Master of the situation, he softly said “Fascinating.” 

“This all so sad,” Gyeomi had tears down his cheeks as Mitisuri and Shinobu couldn’t believe their eyes. 

The wind pillar was bewildered by this, another demon that wasn’t trying to murder everyone in this room. Another Nezuko case. Though he envied you, he still had so many mixed emotions on this. You were still a fellow Hashira, someone that he had respect for and thought was great fighter. How could this have happened? 

Sanemi brought up the elephant in the room, “There’s no Fucking way,” Obanai had been speechless this whole time, how? “And how about being around blood?” 

Taking a step to the side, you felt a hand on your shoulder and turned to the Water Hashira with light in those pretty blue eyes you loved so much. “Trust me.” 

Slightly confused, you tilted your head to the side before he took out his sword and cut his wrist. The same way Sanemi did with Nezuko a while back. As he held his wrist just inches away from your face, you went your mouth get watering. 

Blood. Flesh. Blood. Flesh. Just a little bit. 

‘If you want to be the strongest. Feed into the temptation.’ That fucking voice again AH! 

That pained ragged breathing came back as your dig your fingers of one hand into your arm, feeling pain, your own pain, taking away some of the temptation. As every drop fell to the ground, it was like time had slowed down, so much of it. 

NO! Remember! Mio, Giyuu, my family. You don’t need it, fight the temptation. Fight the temptation! You’re not a killer. You can still be good, a protector, a demon slayer still. Remember my little girl, my husband, my everything. 

“You breathe life into my existence, making every moment worth living.” His voice from the night before echoed in your head over and over as your blood thirsty eyes were now calm, and locked into his. Without hesitation, you tore a piece of your old dirty demon slayer top, the bottom, and you wrapped it around his wrist, tying it to help the bleeding. 

‘Tomioka, Y/N will be able to resume her duties in the demon slayer corps.’ That was the deciding factor, you could have been more grateful. 

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‘Just wrap me in your arms, in your arms

I don't wanna be nowhere else

Take me from the dark, from the dark

I ain't gonna make it myself

Put your arms around me

Put your arms around me

Let your love surround me

I am lost

I am lost’

It didn’t make it any easier though. 

Being away from your family caused you to slowly fall into a depression. You had to constantly remind yourself that it was for the best, and maybe there would be a way to fix it, even if you didn’t truly believe it yourself. This is all for the best. For their safety. 

But fuck, all you wanted was to be wrapped up in Giyuus arms and to hold your baby girl. 

“Y/N.” 

Seeing that Amane held the Hashira meetings at night, it was easy for you to just leave after the meetings. It’s not like you’d ignore everyone, you just were lost in your head. Since you were now a demon, you knew that some of them cared about you still, but it was sympathy now. It’s the way they looked at you, they pitted you. Not wanting anyone’s sympathy or pitty, you just would quietly find yourself out in the opposite direction. 

Giyuus monotone brought you to a halt instantly, but your heart still would pump so hard against your chest. Turning to face him, you fought the urge to grab him by his haori and kiss him, but instead forced a smile, half of it genuine because you had really missed him. Clearing your throat, you wanted to try something you had been working on with Tamayo and Yushiro. 

“…Hi.” Quite surprised yourself, you felt a rush of excitement as you flashed your smile at him, fangs and all. 

Your fangs idiot. 

Realizing how ridiculous you most likely looked, your hand flew up to your mouth covering it as you blushed hard apologizing. This version of you, you hated it. An even though your husband had too many bad memories with demons, he’d still take this version of you then you being dead. 

A chuckle left his lips as he reached out, wrapping his soft slender fingers around your wrist, pulling it away from your face “Don’t be. It’s the first time in months you’ve actually smiled.” 

Busted. 

Well what did you except? Your husband knew you all too well. His other hand cupped your chin, forcing you look up in his pretty dark blue eyes. You swore that they would trap you in a trance, causing you to go weak. 

“…it’s hard to find anything worth smiling about anymore,” your words were unexpected even for you, you eyes widen at how blunt you were before realizing that this is a very bad idea. Your breath quickened as you began to panic. Quickly taking his hands in your own, you gave them a gentle squeeze, “..I.have to go.” 

Just when you went to turn to flee, his hand tighten around yours, causing you jerk back. Although you could easily get out of his hold, a part of you didn’t. 

So you didn’t. You were grateful that the two of you were outside the Estate walls, far from everyone. 

You let out a shaky sigh, your shoulders dropping in defeat before you turned back you, your empty eyes looked in his. You knew that he knew about the state of depression you had fell into. 

He had seen you go into it before. 

“Please don’t go, don’t do this to yourself.” He quietly begged, as he squeezed your hand. Just when you thought he could be anymore adorable, when he begs, you can’t help grow weak. 

Isolation. No one would hear from you for weeks, and even though you’d say you were with Tamayo and Yushiro, it was a lie, you weren’t with them that often. 

But you never meant for anyone to worry about you, so you were going to just lie your way out of this conversation that you wanted to avoid “…I don’t have anywhere to go, you know that,” you paused briefly before whispering “…im okay-y…. Really.” 

I don’t have anywhere to go. I’m not okay. 

‘If I ain't got you here

If I ain't got you, I ain't got nothing at all’ 

Yet you thought it was the best, the decision to never come back home, and though it probably was, the Water Hashira hated it. You had made that decision, without him. However, even he hated it, he knew it’s to protect Mio, even if that meant from yourself. Even if that meant torturing yourself for as long as you needed to. 

His hand soften around your wrist, sliding his fingers in between yours as he brushed a few strands of your hair behind your ear. Another blush came across your cheeks as his warm hand brushed lightly against your skin. 

Your heart was pounding so hard you swore he could hear it, but he could hear the softest short breaths leave your lips. 

“I know you well enough to know when you’re lying.” 

Busted again. 

When would you learn to stop lying to him?

“Y..yeah..,” you laced your fingers together as your other hand reached out to lay on his chest, but instead played with the ends of his Haori out of nervousness “…I-I just want…to c-come home…just like how things were before.” 

Your eyes dropped to where your hands playing with his haori, but you still had that scary blank expression on your face “…Being away from you two is like someone ripping my heart out of my chest, and just…feeling numb.” 

Honestly. I think I’d take death over this, she thought

He hadn’t heard you talk like this for YEARS, and it twisted his stomach in knots, and not the good kind. “…what if there is no cure? Tamayo said that I could start forgetting my past, I already I don’t remember anything from my childhood…”

Running his hand through your hair, he bent down and kissed your forehead as he gave your hand a squeeze “That’s kind of a relief, I wouldn’t want you to remember that.”

“…how come?” 

“Let’s just say, when we met, you were mentally and physically damaged.” Those were the best words he could describe even though your family were horrible people. He remembers all the times you training together to be swordsman, when you would try to hide the bruises from him. However despite everything going on in your household, you never failed to smile or live in the moment with him. That was one of the many things he admired about you. 

‘Can you hold me?

Can you hold me?

Can you hold me in your arms?

In your arms’

The last time he heard you talk like this, you were fifteen, just a few weeks away from joining him at not only being sixteen, but as a Hashira too. That was until you stopped showing up to your training sessions, and delivering him a message from your crow, that you were quitting the corps. Telling him how sorry you were to disappoint him, telling him that you were grateful for every moment you shared. That you weren’t marrying him as you promised. Saying goodbye my love. 

Goodbye my love? 

You were leaving? Had he done something wrong? Did something happen? 

This was all so sudden, out of nowhere. Feeling his insides twist and turn, he searched out for you. There has to be an explanation. 

He found you at your favorite place to see cherry blossoms, you had your back to him as you sat on the bench. You didn’t have any of your things with you? 

You never turned to him, or said anything. You must’ve been in deep thought. 

When he walked around the bench, The sight of you made his heart drop into his stomach; you were nearly unrecognizable. Yellow and purple bruising all over your neck, leading up to your face. Your once pump lips were swollen with multiple cuts that looked so painful. 

Seeing that your hair fell over your face, he inhaled before brushing your hair behind your ears. His eyes widen as anger welled up in his chest. Your right eye was swollen shut with nasty purple bruising on your skin and just under your left one, your cheek was swollen. Cuts all over your face, and your nose has looked like it had been broken and you attempted to snap it back in place. 

“You shouldn’t have come.” Your eyes-well eye never left the cherry blossom as your voice was laced with monotone. The look on your face so unreadable…it was empty. Your happy beautiful eyes were so dull, like someone snatched the light out of them. 

Giyuu didn’t have to ask who did it, he already knew, this wasn’t the first time he’d seen you like this. His breathing was uneven for multiple reasons; he had to get you to a doctor right away, his anger was growing by the second, and he was so worried about not only your physical well being, but your mental state. 

“You knew I would anyways,” his voice was soft. “hey, talk to me,” he begged, and you swore those pretty blue eyes will get you to admit anything. “what’s running through that pretty head?” Running his hand through your hair, he found another cut near your scalp. A deep one. 

Your monotone never changed nor did your eye “how much I want to die,” his eyes darted back to your as he went his chest tighten as your honestly. “I went and saw my parents, I told them I was going to be a Hashira and gunna get married. But I’ll never amount to anything in my life. I’ll never be a good Hashira, or a wife.”

You tried to make amends with them, but how much it backfired. But the reality was, you were weak around them, especially your father, the trauma fucked you up so bad that you never fought back. Even when you knew how to. 

“Y/N, look at me,” he hated what you said about yourself, cause those were your fathers words, not yours. “Please,” your gaze from the cherry blossom fell to the beautiful dark ocean blue eyes in front of you “those are his words, not yours. You know none of that is true. You’re the most talented, strong, beautiful person I’ve ever met. You’re going to be a Hashira, and a great wife and an amazing mother one day,” his thumb gently brushed your bruised cheek. 

“Remember when you pulled me out of the darkness?” You nodded as he continued “I will pull you out too, just come back to me. Come back to the light. Don’t let them control you. You only have control over your own life.” 

Come back to me. Come back to the light. 

Those words echoed in your head, and your hand gently tugged at his wrist, like you had something to tell him, but all he needed to see what’s how soft your eyes got with a whimper of pain. 

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“Besides,” the squeeze from you brought him back to reality, “If you forget, I’ll tell you all about it over and over. And over again.” He promised. 

Though you did appreciate it, it still didn’t bring you any comfort to what could happen in the near future. Giyuu knew that as well, he knew you were hurting. He knew that being away was literally ripping you apart in the inside. The further you were away from them, the further away you were from yourself. 

“..thank you,” you forced a small smile before reaching up on your tippie toes, pressing your lips against his cheek for a moment. Pulling back, you brushed your thumb against his hand “…I should get going.”

Feeling your touch slid away, he knew it’s be a few months until he’s going to see you again, at the next Hashira meeting. He knew you’d go back to isolation, falling deeper into your depression. You turned to leave feeling that too familiar feeling in your chest. ‘You both breathe life into my existence, making every moment worth living.’

“…take care of yourself and Mio-o…” overwhelming guilt and sadness washed over you. 

Hearing your voice crack, he set his hand on your shoulder as he gently grabbed your chin, forcing you to face him with tears streaming down your cheeks. Sucking in a deep shaky breath, you couldn’t stop the tears, but a part of you truly didn’t want to stop them. 

‘Yeah, yeah

Yeah, I feel like it's just me, like it's just me

What it gon' take? What it gon' be?

I don't even know

(It's not just you)

But I'm lonely

Feeling like I don't even know me, I don't even know me

(I feel it too)

Gotta have you, gotta see you

(You're the only thing I have to think about

The only one I that can't live without)

I see you

(I need you, need you to hold me now)’

Why were you so weak? 

It had been fourteen months, seven days, ten hours, twenty-three minutes, and now thirteen seconds since you last were home. Since you last were with your family. Last time you held little Mio. Over a year now? Mio is now over three and a half years old, walking and talking now. And you’ll never see any of it. 

Why is this world so beautiful yet cruel? 

Had you not given it your all? 

Why did it have to be like this? 

Brushing your tears away with his thumbs, he couldn’t help to feel a little bit of panic run through his body when the silent night was interrupted by your sobs. Feeling your hands wrap around his wrists, he pulled you into a tight embrace as you let it all out. His chin rested on top of your head, a slight wave relief running through his body when you wrapped your arms around him, feeling you bury your head in the crook of his neck. 

After several minutes of him tracing shapes, ‘I love you’s’, and ‘it’s okay’s’ on the small of your back, you fell under the unfamiliar fuzziness feeling of his touch, your pain sobs replaced by heavy deep breaths. 

“Come back to me, come back to the light.” He whispered when he turned his head, his lips pressed into your hair, near your right earlobe. 

‘if I ain't got you

If I ain't got you

I ain't got nothing.   Can you hold me?

I ain't got nothing

If I ain't got you

I ain't got you

If I ain't got you

I'm lonely.    Can you hold me?

If I ain't with you I'm lonely

I'm lonely

I need you.   Can you hold me in your arms?

I need you’

Come back to me. Come back to the light. 

You’ve heard that before, no? Why did it feel some familiar to you? 

Pulling your head back enough to lock your glossy eyes with his dark ocean eyes, you could feeling your heart beating hard against your chest “O..Okay-y.” You spoke ever so softly, like a feather gently falling on the ground. 

He gulped seeing how close the two of you were and he didn’t know why, but you were so pretty, despite your eyes red and puffy, tear stains on your cheeks. You always are so pretty to him, in any state that you were in, he swore he would never stop falling in love with you. Your quivering pump lip was calling to him, he swore of it. 

The way your big beautiful eyes looked into his…so hopeful and loving. Would it be wrong? In this situation?  Inappropriate? Would you push him away? Would he just make things worse? 

Those doubts and fear were washed away when you took him by surprise, kissing him. In shock, he widen his eyes for a couple of seconds before he closed his eyes to those familiar butterflies in his tummy feeling. His hand tangled itself in your hair as your soft lips moved against his own. Your kisses were so soft, almost teasing him, but he knew that you were just scared of hurting him. 

‘Can you hold me? Can you hold me? Can you hold me in your arms?

Feel like it's just me, like it's just me.   Can you hold me?

What it gon' take? What it gon' be?

I don't even know, I don't even know

But I'm lonely, lonely.   Can you hold me?

Feel like I don't even know me

Feels like I don't even know me.  Can you hold me in your arms?

I don't even know me ‘

But he wanted more, he whined against your lips as he nibbled down. Hesitating, you opened your mouth slowly just to have Giyuu shove his tongue in your own mouth. Your hands were pinned against his chest when he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you tight to him, leaving not even an inch between the two of you. As he explored your mouth, you moaned at the feeling of bliss. You swore you were in heaven. 

“…I love y-you.” You gasped when he trailed kisses down your jaw and neck, sneaking a hand at the nape of his neck, tugging at his loose hairs, pulling more out of his loose ponytail. 

‘I love y-you.’ Those words leaving your mouth make him all warm and fuzzy. Pulling back, you giggle softly at how red his cute pale cheeks were.

Fourteen months, eight days, twelve hours, fifty minutes, and three seconds since he last heard you say that, the last you actually smiled, the last time you were truly happy, and when he last saw that bright light in your eyes.

“I love you too my love.” 

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Definitely not want to originally wanted to write, but I saved it for part three! I didn’t want to go past two parts, but I couldn’t myself! I will try to post part three soon! Another shout to @unofficialmuilover because my brain in scattered 24/7 hah. Enjoy and love y'all!

[tearfuly]

❒ CERONE/LAVEN

REQUESTS ARE... closed!

any pronouns. 18. multifandom. wasian (thai-american.) infp-t. april 23. taurus. black butler. twst wonderland. blue lock. sanrio boys. tgcf. mdzs. 2ha. kny. naruto shippuden. akuneko/black butler with devil cat. hyponosis mic. music addict. michikatsu tsugikuni, deuce spade, and chris prince lover.

CAUTION: I'll be writing both NSFW and SFW so if you're not comfortable with that, go find other authors to read. I also write about my ocs usually.

WHAT I WILL WRITE: NSFW, SFW, angst, fluff, and maybe headcannons (?). I'll mostly write female readers or gender neutral since that's what I'm most comfortable with.

WHAT I WON'T WRITE: pedophilia, beastiality, necrophilia, r--pe, incest, sa, sexual harrassment, minor x adult, bully x bully's victim, etc. I won't write anything that I'm uncomfortable with or that's messed up.

DNI if you're a weirdo! <3

KINNIES . . .

AZUL ASHENGROTTO, CATER DIAMOND, RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS, ACE TRAPPOLA, epel felmier, deuce spade, sebek zigvolt, leona kingscholar, malleus draconia, idia shroud, DOPPO KANNONZAKA, RAMUDA AMEMURA, hifumi izanami, xie lian, ALEXIS NESS, KURONA RANZE, HIORI YO, MIKAGE REO, SEISHIRO NAGI, nanase nijiro, tobirama senju, HASHIRAMA SENJU, WEI WUXIAN, WEN NING, JIANG CHENG, nie huaisang, MITSURI KANROJI, MUICHIRO TOKITO, TSUGIKUNI YORIICHI, TOMIOKA GIYUU, sanemi shinazugawa, and ryo nishima.

NOTE: I don't write if someone's pressuring/forcing me.

[wealllovemilo64]

Blog rules and stuff! (Masterlist in the making)

Will add more later!

What fandoms I will write for:

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure - Josuke Higashikata (DIU & JJL), Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar (young), Caesar Zeppeli, Jotaro Kujo, Jolyne Cujoh, Johnny Joestar, Gyro Zeppeli, Enrico Pucci, Guida Mista, Narancia Ghirga

Demon Slayer - Muzan Kibutsuji, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Doma, Gyutaro, Obanai Iguro, Rengoku Kyojuro, Uzui Tengen, Mitsuri Kanroji, Gyomei (fluff), Giyuu Tomioka

My Hero Academia - Tenya lida, Kirishima Eijiro, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Shota Aizawa, Momo Yaoyorozu, Shigaraki Tomura

Haikyuu - Kenma Kozume, Toru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, Koshi Sugawara, Kei Tsukishima, Tetsuro Kooru

FNAF - William Afton, Michael Afton

COD - Simon Riley, John Soap Mactavish

Genshin Impact - Kaveh, Kaeya, Albedo, Diluc, Xiao, Itto

(I promise there will be more once my lazy ass actually finishes animes and plays more games)

Relationship dynamics/readers I write for:

Dom/Top/Seme Male Reader x Sub/Uke/Bottom Character

Dom Male Reader x Power bottom Character

Dom male reader x Sub character x Sub!top character

Dom male reader x Sub character x Dom character (sub character will be the only one pounded/topped)

Black!top male reader (black male readers fr do not get enough love)

GN amab Reader x Character

GN reader x Character

Relationship dynamics/readers I will NOT write for at all:

Female reader

Sub male reader

Sub female reader

Dom female reader

Afab reader

FTM reader

Main kinks I do (feel free to ask about a kink if you’re not really sure, i’ll let you know if i’m comfortable with it!):

Praise kink

Daddy kink

Feminization kink

Breeding kink

Blood play

Bondage

Pet names

Semi-public

That’s all I have for now! Feel free to send in any requests (if I didn’t list a character that you want up there still feel free to ask about them!)!

[sunshineman2-0]

Art Teacher!Reader x Math Teacher!Sanemi Shinazugawa x Science Teacher!Kyojuro Rengoku

Reader is black female

Modern A.U.

Tw: Kyojuro is kinda a creep here. Also Sanemi gets a little possessive. Both they ass are asses. Mentions of stalking. Your landlord putting someone in their place. Shinjuro being an idiot. He's not homophobic, just an ass. (Bare with him)

I dont condone any of the actions depicted. This is only for entertainment purposes only. This is your warning. Do not read if these subjects make you uncomfortable. And ffs do NOT make comments about how this isn't something you like to read. It happened on one of my other blogs and it killed the vibes I had to write. I WILL DELETE THIS BLOG IF I SEE IT.

You have been warned

Chapter 6: Whipping Pot

🔥🔥🔥🔥

Kyojuro sat next to you. Interested in your "play-date" with Shinazugawa and his dog. The younger brother was there, but Kyojuro assumed he was there only because Sanemi didn't have the courage to meet you alone. The older flame haired brother never had a problem with women. Usually because of Tengen, they would flock to him.... But Kyojuro never paid them any mind...

You were different. You never begged for his attention, nor did you chase him. He had been chased for... He stopped keeping count honestly. And when Tengen couldn't get a bite for Kyojuro, the music teacher gave up and shifted his attention to Sanemi.

But back to you. Your two toned lips, soft and plump. He always daydreamed about how'd they feel against his own... And he remembered the night at the club. He just only acted like he didn't. But the way you felt against him felt right. Your thighs so plush and soft. No other woman had felt right against him. Not when they held on to him, he pushed them away. They pressed against him while dancing, he would dissappear in the crowd.

He watched as you smiled about his competition. You were beaming, mostly rambling about the man's dog, Winter. Happy to know about Sanemi's situation with his PTSD. Kyojuro had to fight to roll his eyes as you started to talk about the other man.

"And then I went home! Well not fully home."

Kyojuro perked up at this. Alarmed at the fact that you didn't go home.

"My neighbors invited me to eat with them."

"Ah, your landlords?"

He asked stuff like that to show you he's paying attention. In reality, Kyojuro had followed you to the park. And them back to your apartment complex. Oh, it was easy to find out where you lived. The office women really liked him. Kyojuro could ask them anything and they'd tell him. Yes. He did break into your apartment, on the days he could manage to get away from home. Maybe you thought some of your clothes went missing?

You nodded at his question. Then you looked at your plate. It was empty,

"They're always letting me eat with them."

Kyojuro saw you eyeing his dessert, and slid half of it on to your plate. When your eyes lit up, he smiled. Allowing you to eat and clear your mouth. Then you looked at Kyojuro, your honey eyes shining at him.

"So what'd you want to do today? Or did you have any other plans?"

You had been out trying to do some grocery shopping, and he had "bumped into you". And insisted on treating you to lunch. He looked up and thought for a second.

"Not really. I can join you on-"

His phone began to ring, and he looked at the call. His father, Shinjuro's name popped up and he frowned. He looked at you apologeticly, and answered the call.

"Yes, Father?"

"Just say "dad" damn it." His father fussed, but continued, "pick me up some stuff. I need-"

Kyojuro cut his father short and smiled at you,

"Im on a date. I'll bring your things to you, when I've finished here, alright?"

He was going to get an earful and probaly a smack to the head, but you were the most important thing right now. After putting his phone back in his pocket, he stood up.

"If you'd like we can take a walk. Or-"

You smiled standing up with him.

"Maybe you should get home? I don't want to keep you all day."

Kyojuro frowned for a moment but then he smiled,

"Why don't you just come with me? Senjuro would be happy to see you. And you could meet my father."

He'd make the old man behave if he needed to. Kyojuro respected his father, but if the man started to make you uncomfortable or did any thing that was less than a gentleman... Well punishment would be handed out accordingly. Giving him a smile you nodded and linked your arm with his own. Kyojuro tensed for a moment, it wasn't out of surprise. He was trying to restrain the psychotic part of him that wanted to make you his right in that moment. When you felt him tense, you started to back away. He forced himself to relax, and gently pulled you back to his side.

"Forgive me. You just surprised me a bit."

You smiled at his explanation, and giggled, letting him lead you to his home.

💜💜💜💜

Standing at the door way, Kyojuro opened the entrance and let you walk through first. You both were holding groceries, and Kyojuro announced that he was home. Being sure to say that you were accompanying him. Senjuro rushed into the hallway, excited to see you and gently took the bags you had in your arms.

"Miss (L/N)!! Are you staying for dinner? If so, I've got something special to fix for us!"

You nodded at him and slid your shoes off, setting them next to Kyo's. Shinjuro made his way to the hallway.

"This is her?"

Kyojuro's face twisted in to a snarl, just for a moment, directed at his father. A silent warning to keep his mouth shut. You blinked at Shinjuro, unsure of what to say...

"I've told Father about you. Being new and all to the school. He likes to hear about my day, sometimes."

You nodded, a bit unsure. Kyojuro had never acted like this... You'd only seen it in small intervals... And it was usually over you... You just figured that it was because he was your friend and it just came with being around him...

"Ok. Calm your shit."

Shinjuro waved you both into the house more. And you followed a bit eager to see where Senjuro scurried off too. You heard him buzzing around the kitchen. He had music going, while he cooked, Senjuro was doing a little dance. You smiled, as he seemed to be in his element. Plus it was cute. Shinjuro just stared at his youngest son.

"Boy may have some sugar in his tank..."

He gave you a look and then raised his eyebrow.

"I dont think so. He's just happy to be cooking."

Shinjuro nodded, and smiled a bit. Then kept walking. Instead of following you walked into the kitchen and sat at the island. Kyojuro joined you and nudged you with his elbow.

"SEN!"

At his brothers bark, Senjuro threw the large spoon he had at Kyojuro.

"Dont do that! You know I'm easily spooked!"

Kyojuro caught said spoon and gave it a lick,

"The curry is coming along great! And I have to be sure your aware of your surroundings even at home."

He nodded, satisfied with his own answer, only to get a pinch in the ribs from you,

"Hey! Ow!"

"Thats not nice! Sen should feel comfortable in his own home!"

Senjuro, snatched the spoon from his brother and gave Kyojuro a light smack. Then turned to clean the spoon and retrieve a new one from the drawer. He quickly stirred the curry. You took a seat at the counter, and watched the teen cook. You admired Senjuro, he took up a lot of the house work while Kyojuro and Shinjuro worked. For a moment, you wondered what it would be like to be apart of the house hold here...

But you were snapped out by Kyojuro waving his hand in your face.

"(Y/N). Are you ok? You seemed abit out of it..."

His big eyes looking at you gently. You nodded and smiled at the man.

"Yeah! Just entranced by that delicious smelling curry!"

Senjuro smiled bashfully,

"Thank you... its just seafood curry..."

You nodded at him. Eager to eat. Shinjuro walked back into the room and sat on the other side of you. Looking you on the face.

"So. You datin my eldest?"

You snapped your gaze to him, speechless at the fact that Kyojuro's father would even ask that!

"N-no! We're jus-"

"Father. (Y/N) and I are just co-workers."

🔥🔥🔥🔥

Kyojuro's face darkened, and he glared at his father. A sign for the other man to shut up.

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After dinner, Kyojuro walked you home. You thanked him profusely and he waved it off. Telling you it was fine. Once you scampered off, Kyojuro turned to leave but was stopped by Benimaru, one of your landlords. The elder man frowned at Kyojuro.

"You're the second man to walk (Y/N) home. What the hell do you want with her?"

Kyojuro stopped in his tracks and tilted his head to the side.

"Im just-"

"There are cameras all around here boy. I've seen you break into her apartment. The only reason why I haven't called the police is because I know (Y/N) would be a bit upset."

Shit... Kyojuro had slipped up in his eagerness to be closer to you... He put his hands up.

"I only broke in to return her things. She had left them at the school."

Kyojuro was trying to lie... But he could tell Benimaru wasn't taking any of it.

"Stay your ass out of her damn apartment. Or you'll deal with me."

The elder walked back into his apartment. Leaving Kyojuro to glare after him... He'd have to be more careful...

Uh... so it's been a while... I just lost the motivation to write. But this mf will get finished! And there will be two endings. One for Nemi and the other for Kyo. Thanks for reading. And any feed back is welcome.

[xxcatzladyxx]

Kyojuro Rengoku x Reader | Modern AU

Hello everyone! ❤️

Lil' summary: Modern AU, Teacher & Modern Demon Slayer! Kyojuro Rengoku, Female African! Reader

🛑 Warning 🛑: A little bit racism. I am against racism. All people are equal. Whether white or black. Where's the difference? Unfortunately, there is still a lot of racism in today's society.

Have a good read!

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"See you tomorrow, (y/n)!"

"Bye, (y/n)!"

"Ciao, (y/n)!"

"See you tomorrow, (y/n)!"

"All right, children, that's enough. Let (y/n) finally go home now.", your colleague, an educator like you, says to the children, seeing you off for the end of the day. The children start pouting and stand in front of you with their arms crossed. You can't suppress a laugh. You get down on your knees and hold out your arms. The children understand immediately and practically fall into your arms. You hug them all warmly. Then you let go of them so they can go play. You still look after them until they have disappeared from your field of vision and turn to your colleague.

"Look! I think someone is waiting for you out there," she says to you, pointing her finger out the window at someone standing in front of the entrance to the daycare center. You follow her finger with your brown eyes and catch sight of your friend, Kyojuro. You blush a little around your cheeks.

"Come on, don't keep him waiting so long. Go on!" your colleague literally kicks you out. You shake your head with a laugh. You hug her goodbye and step outside. To Kyojuro.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" you ask him and hug him. He returns your hug. He laughs out loud.

"Aren't I allowed to pick up my girlfriend from work?" he asks, still laughing.

"Yes, yes, of course you can. I'm just wondering why?" you join in his laughter.

"I wanted to spend a nice afternoon with you before I have to go to work tonight. How do you feel about that."

"Yes, I'd love to."

Kyojuro moonlights as a demon hunter in addition to his main job as a teacher at Kimestu Academy. His other colleagues like Tengen, Giyu and Sanemi as well. They belong to an organization under the master Oyakata-sama. In secret, they protect people from the demons. You are the only one besides Tengen's three wives who knows their little secret.  Not even their students know what their teachers do at night. And that's just as well. They are also trained to get by on very little sleep. Because during the day they go about their normal business, and at night they watch over the rooftops of the city for demons that attack and eat innocent bystanders. It must be said that they don't have to go out every night. Only when they have been given a mission.

However, the demon hunters have to watch out for the police. If they were caught by the police, they would be arrested for carrying katanas. And they can't say that they need katanas to kill demons. They would probably be committed after this statement, because no one in modern times believes that demons still exist. After all, the bodies of the demons dissolve after killing, so there is no physical evidence for the police. So the demon hunters have to not only look out for demons, but also avoid the authorities as much as possible and be careful not to be seen by them. Not an easy task!

For you, it is sometimes very difficult to have such a secret and not be able to confide it to anyone. Not even to your own parents. Most of them wouldn't understand anyway. Demons in this day and age? A joke! They would be declared crazy and given a wide berth. She herself was once such a person who didn't believe in demons, you were on your way home from work one cold winter evening. By now it had been pitch dark in the city. The lanterns on the streets with their weak light couldn't have much effect against the darkness. You had arrived at a park and thought nothing more of it. It was a shortcut to your apartment. You had arrived in the middle of the park when you heard a growl behind you. You turned around to the sound and caught sight of a person who looked quite unusual. He was about to attack you when someone jumped in and made short work of him. It was none other than your current boyfriend, Kyojuro. It had been love at first sight between you. You had asked him what this strange creature was. Kyojuro was reluctant to tell you at first, but he did. That's how you found out his secret and swore to him that you would never tell anyone about it.

You are sitting with Kyojuro in a small, cozy restaurant. You tell him about your day at work with bright eyes. With a smile on his lips, he listens attentively. He loves it when you talk so excitedly about your work with children. So you sit eating and telling each other about your day so far. It's occasionally interrupted by a 'Yum' Kyojuro on his part.

"I'd rather have a really yummy dessert," you give of yourself, a dessert right in front of you. Kyojuro immediately understands what you mean. He turns slightly pink around the ears. He gets a little warm and in seconds he has eaten the dessert. Your hint has even excited him, which you can clearly see. You just grin to yourself and share your dessert with Kyojuro. When you arrived home, he immediately jumped all over you. That showed you that he wanted you too. Although his reaction at the restaurant had said it all. To your delight. He really couldn't wait until the door to your apartment slammed shut. That was only more than right for you. After all, you were keen on him yourself.

~*~

Kyojuro and you lie naked in bed. A little sweaty and still panting slightly from the sex. You snuggle up to the muscular chest of the blond, while you feel his juice running out of you between your legs. You barely noticed because you were still pretty woozy from the orgasm Kyojuro gave you.

"You're going to get me pregnant!" you joke around, snuggling closer to him. He laughs in response and strokes your black hair.

"I'd love to have a child with you," you say, surprised. The topic of children had never been too big a deal between you. You didn't expect such an answer either. But you are very happy. It touches you deeply. You were unsure whether he really wanted to start a family with you. You were worried because of the color of your skin. He is a blond and light-skinned and you are dark-skinned with black hair. Most people in your society don't like that. But his answer just now sounded honest and serious, even though he had laughed. It would take care of you and the baby. For sure!

~*~

Now the two of you are standing in the hallway. You kiss him goodbye and put your arms around his neck. He leans down a bit because you're a little shorter than him. He has his arms wrapped around your hips. Suddenly, an older lady joins you. She also lives in this house, directly across from you.

"Aren't you ashamed of yourselves?" she grumbles, bitching bitterly at both of you.

"Young man, shouldn't you rather find a girl who has your skin color?" she continues to get upset. That hurts your feelings. The old woman is a racist. She makes you feel stupid every time she comes across you in the hallway. Just because you're colored and Kyojuro isn't.

"Well, I love chocolate," he kisses you again.

The lady shakes her head. Continuing to rant, she unlocks the door to her apartment and disappears inside. With a loud crash, the door slams shut and the ranting stops. You look down at your shoes. Kyojuro takes your head in his hands and forces you to look down. He smiles lovingly at you. He strokes your cheek with his thumbs and kisses you tenderly on the forehead.

"Forget what you just said! I love you and would never dream of looking for someone else. You are perfect for me just the way you are. I love you!"

"Thank you..I love you too!"

A kiss follows. Kyojuro turns to leave.

"Please take care of yourself, Kyo!"

With his famous smile, he turns to you one last time.

"Of course, my darling. I do want to witness our baby growing inside your belly."

His sentence brings a smile to your lips. You wonder, as you often do, how you deserve this man. Not only is his appearance perfect, so is his character. A dream for every mother-in-law. Your mother has immediately taken him into her heart. Your father too. They wish you both only the best and hope that you will stay together forever and, of course, give them many grandchildren. Maybe they won't have to wait much longer for the first one.

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I hope you liked it! Any requests? Write me. I don't bite.

Read you next time!

Your Wolfi 🐺

[ripperdoc-is-daddy]

Little Fish Pt. 1

Reader is a Beautiful Siren who gets in over her head with the Mysterious and Ominous Danger that lurks beneath darker waters.

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TW: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! READER IS BLACK FEMALE, Leviathans, Sirens, Reader has short hair, FISH PEOPLE, Frolicking, Shark anatomy, Bony Fish anatomy, Explanations of Aquatic life behaviors, Food mentions, They eat fucking fish, Pod Dynamics (Not Omegaverse), Crude Humor, Sexual Content, Suggestive Content, Ocean references, LOTS OF OCEAN TALK, Violence, Domineering, Power plays, Will get graphic, mentions of murking, I spent too much time looking at vids on fish, CONSENTUAL ETHICAL POLYAMOUROUS RELATIONSHIP, It's the ciiiiiiircle of liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife. Soft/Hard Boi Sanemi, Kyojuro is a fucking menace, Tengen is Tengen, TENGEN'S WIVES ARE PRESENT AND HE LOVES THEM! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! PERMISSION TO REPOST OR TRANSLATE DENIED!

Pt 2 , Pt. 3 , Pt. 4

You swam about in the ocean. Your pod had migrated to warmer, more tropical waters to switch up hunting grounds. Swimming in-between your similarly aged pod mates, you issued a silent challenge to go into a race to the sea shelf. There were two males with extremely light, white-looking hair and striking purple eyes who took you up and torpedoed in the water towards your target. The three of you were neck and neck. The largest male had an extraordinarily well-built, lightly tanned, defined upper torso. His silver and purple bi-colored body resembled that of a whiptail thresher in the pattern. It ended with long sharp homocercal fins. The edges had tiny serrated barbs running up his dorsal and anterior body. His pelvic and pectoral fins were knifed much like a shark’s would be. His body was built for speed and agility. Short bursts of high-velocity action were his forte. Often, he would be part of the ambush party. 

The other male who dwarfed you in size was built stockier than you and the first. His caudal, pectoral, and pelvic fins were smaller in size. His green and white patterning resembled that of a juvenile tiger shark. The upper torso was more tanned than the larger male. His tail coloration was a murky Phthalo, hunter, and forest green with silver streaking across his body randomly. He could swim longer distances at a sustained pace, putting him in the stalking party when larger prey was found. His hair was whiter than silver like your other companion. His body was littered with scars, giving him a fearsome look. It didn’t help that, like now, when he smiled, he looked exceptionally unhinged. 

The two were your best friends, even if they had hatched several seasons before. The three of you just vibed that way. Darting between each other, the most prominent in size male pushed forward using his massive tail to disrupt the water in front of you, throwing you off your course slightly. You spun in the water but quickly fanned out your fins, allowing you to do a badass slow-motion barrel roll in the water. Righting yourself before propelling your body forward. 

You had dark sienna skin with close-cropped hair. Not wanting to deal with getting your hair caught in coral or anything else that floated around. You were of average built but had a buxom chest. Plump full lips and deep, dark brown eyes. Your fins were some of the most gorgeous in your entire pod. Purples, black, and gold resembling a lionfish. Too many shades of purple littered your scales with a speckling of gold and black dotting up your belly, giving the appearance of lights. You had feathertail-styled fins, which, when fanned, made for an impressive or intimidating display. All depending on what you were needed to do. Your position in the pod was to herd prey that you found into the ambushers. On occasion, you were used for the intimidation factor because of how massive you looked when on full display. 

The green-finned male darted up from underneath you, trying to knock you off course. You expertly evaded his attack, pushing forward with more vigorous thrusts as you were determined to overtake the silver and purple mer in front of you. Unfortunately, he proved to be the strongest, crossing the shelf and posturing in the open waters. His pose could only be described as overly flashy and highly flamboyant. You crossed second with the last member of your trio, bringing up the rear looking non-plussed. You slowed down behind the winner, reached out, and grabbed the ribbon he used to keep his hair up in a ponytail, yanking it and darting down towards the darker, denser waters beneath the overhang of the sea shelf. 

“Give that back!” He yelled at you. Gills on his neck flaring. You feign ignorance as the third member of your group cackled. “Shut up, Sanemi,” the first male barks out. “Make me, Tengen.” Sanemi dared him. The two begin to circle each other in a predatory fashion. You knew a challenge to dominance when you saw one. Rolling your eyes, you sighed, turning your body to face the darkness beneath you. “Guys, guys, behave. It’s not that serious.” The two men turned to glare at you. “Stay away from there!” your green friend warned. “That’s not our domain. You’d be eaten up, and our pod would miss its second most attractive member.” He stated matter-of-factly. 

“Uhuh, sure, Tengen.” You dismiss them and swim closer. Curious about the differences in the weight of the water. The water felt much cooler here and heavier. An unusual combination you have never encountered before. Above you, the two mers circled, watching you while trying to show off who was the better specimen to each other. A mock show of superiority. Ignoring their antics, you got close enough to touch the stark line of demarcation. That separated the boundary between the true deep sea and where you dwelt. 

You reached out to touch but stopped seeing something red moving about. It peaked in and out. Never appearing in the same spot twice, but it was captivating. Soon the red was joined by fluffy warm yellow tufts of hair. You realized you were looking at someone or something’s hair. You halted your swimming, entranced. Vaguely you registered that you needed to back up. A chill crept up your spine that warned you danger was nearby. Still, you could not break away from watching the hypnotic effect the waving tufts had on you. 

Closer you inched. Not touching the line. Keeping to your side of the ocean but feeling the dual pull to retreat to safety and to go forward eating away at you. You almost gave in to the urge to go forward when you felt yourself jerked back up harshly, painfully, and quickly. Tengen and Sanemi Grab your arms, digging their stilettoed nails into your flesh. You yelped, startled while they swore in such an amount you would have complained had you not been stupefied by the most beautiful pair of scarlet and goldenrod eyes. They held you to such an extent you momentarily forgot to pull water in with your gills and breathe. It was only when you saw the reddened claws that came to the nail bed of a brandy-toned arm connected to an immensely muscled forearm did you realize what had almost transpired and sucked in water. Thus, replenishing your oxygen. The eyes glared at you with pure malice, then disappeared into the darkness along with the hand that had almost dragged you to your no doubt demise. 

The two men didn’t stop swimming with you till you were halfway back to your pod. They released you and swam in front, worriedly biting their lips as they looked you over. You blinked a few times, getting your sense back. The weight of the situation settling into your gut. The moment your eyes met Sanemi’s, he exploded in a rage. “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT! YOU ALMOST DIED, DUMBASS! WE TOLD YOU NOT TO GO THERE AND WHAT DO YOU DO!? THE EXACT OPPOSITE!” He swam aggressively towards you, warningly prompting you to flare out some of your fins. He ignored it and got close enough to poke you in the chest accusingly. “Do you have a death wish?” he bit out. Anger radiated out from him in thick waves. You puffed up defensively, not wanting to admit you had majorly fucked up just now. Tengen watched the other, light-haired male rant at you. Steadily watching you deflate in silent acknowledgment of dangerous your slip up. 

Once you looked like a limp noodle, he swam over and separated the two of you. “Alright, alright, I think she gets it now. You can stop beating her. We got her to safety, and now she owes us a life debt. I’d say it all worked out.” He attempts to raise the mood. Sami’s eyes narrow at you, and he rudely swims passed you. Hissing and swearing. You rub the back of your neck and slowly turn to follow him. You feel a warm arm pull you up into stiff, thick pectorals. Flipping yourself over, you bury your face in them as Tengen swims forward, holding you. Humming silently and he rubs the little hair you have with affection. 

“He’ll come around.” The man holding you assures you as the sounds of your families can be heard off in the distance. “He’s still an asshole.” you lamented lamely. Trying to hide your bruised ego. Tengen growls before he speaks. “He was in a fantastic mood until you decided to be a complete and utter idiot and do the one thing we are warned not to do from hatch day onwards.” You groan loudly and speak in sync with him. “Never go past the sea meridian.” He huffs and glares at you. Not releasing you as he swims in between the members of your pod. 

As the pair of you swim amongst the others, you peek out from around his bicep. Some say hi while others stare in shock. The two of you made a striking pair, and how he held you protectively was sure to start rumors about your relationship. You rebury your face in his chest, not wanting to deal with the drama that would be you becoming the fourth mate of one Uzui Tengen. You braced your arms against his taunt abdominals and pushed off. “I’m gonna go find Sanemi and apologize,” you say dumbly. Trying to get away from prying eyes. “Or you could just agree to swim with me, and the ladies and Sanemi can come to pick you up later.” He eyes you mischievously. “Tempting, but I am gonna have to pass. I feel like that would get me in even more trouble.” you dart out of his grasp as he reaches for you.

“Tell that ass I said hi, and we are responsible for tomorrow’s hunting party,” Tengen calls out after you. You wave an affirmation with your hand as you head off to search for your ill-tempered companion. Starting your search along the more predictable reef crevasses. When he could not be found hiding among the anemones, you started probing in the eel caves. Still coming up empty. You grabbed a few eels and bonked them unconscious, taking them with you as you searched for your friend. What’s an apology without food, right? If you come across someone, you would ask if they had seen Sanemi, and for the most part, you were told no. Eventually, you started swimming towards the cove the younger members used to play in. Hoping to find him with his brother Genya. 

Thankfully you did. The two were both lying on the beach. Basking in the fading sunlight. You breached the water slowly and carefully, took aim, and tossed two eels at them. Smacking each guy in their gut with a 10lb fish. They oof’d and looked up at you with malicious intent. “See! I brought dinner.” You cheerfully countered. The smaller, similarly colored male mer beside him groaned at your antics, took the ill, hauled himself into the water, and swam off. Offering you a half-asses “Thank you” as he swam off. You crept through the water till you reached the shoreline and the tip of the remaining, still angry man’s tail. 

“So, something tells me that bringing you dinner isn’t gonna make up for today,” you say bashfully. Knowing your error and finally owning up to it. “No,” Sanemi replies monotone. You look up at him pleadingly. “Please.” You whine in your most pathetic voice. “I’m sorry. These fluffy red and yellow tufts were floating in my face, and I couldn’t stop looking.” You rambled. He stared at you, then closed his eyes in a sigh. “That explains why you ignored our shouting. From where we were at, we saw a red and gold leviathan tail. That’s why we grabbed you like we did and hauled ass.” the concern evident in his words. “We’ll be safe here, but we definitely need to be more careful along the shelf. Those types don’t cross into our waters often, but if that thing was that close, it could mean we need to move along and find new grounds to stay at for the rest of the year. “

You crawled up the beach, flopping down on top of him and running your fingers gently over his deep green-colored scales. “That,” you began, “sounds terrifying. As you both were pulling me away, I saw the most beautiful and amazing...” you trailed off, watching Sanemi’s eyes get darker as you complimented the man who had most definitely tried to kill you. 

Since you had hatched, you had always been taught about the three classes of merfolk. There were the dainty and waif-like mermaids that stayed in cold waters. Sirens like yourself and your pod stuck to warm waters and occasionally migrated to keep from depleting y’alls share of ocean fish. Then there were the Leviathans. Named for their extreme size and lengths. They were large, carnivorous, and capable of surviving in the true deep and at the surface level. Encounters with them were few and far between but often held fatalities.  

You nuzzled into Sanemi’s abs as you thought about the horror stories you had heard about Leviathans and how close your premature end had come. Your thoughts were broken, however, when your living pillow shoved some eel bites into your mouth. You chewed compliantly and opened your mouth for more after you swallowed. He rolled his eyes at you but continued to feed you. Once finished, you did the same for him until nothing was left to eat. 

Rolling over onto the sand, you squealed happily, stomach-sated and somewhat positive that your friends were no longer mad enough to attempt to drown you while you slept. “You guys can brag and say you survived a Leviathan now,” you said like the gremlin menace you were inside. Sanemi hummed happily as he pondered this new information. “SHIT! Tengen is going to take all the credit!” He exclaimed, turning himself over and pulling towards the sea. “Come on! He is going to take you out to be even more pathetic than you actually are, and I’m going to sound like a damsel in distress if we let him tell the story.” He complained loudly. You waved him off with one of your dark hands. “I’ll leave that to you boys. I don’t want to see people’s reactions to The-woman-who-almost-wasn’t.” you lamented.

Sanemi shrugged, winked at you then dove beneath the surface. Off to claim his bit of glory. Probably to make you look even dumber than you had been. In your defense, the other men had a pretty good lure if he looked like that. You were used to Mermaids looking gaudy, but this was different. The power that radiated from the eyes you saw had promised you a dark end. Thinking about them chilled you to the bone but also sent a more confusing tingle down your spine. You forcefully pushed the thoughts out of your mind and instead focused on absorbing the remaining warmth in the black sand. 

You woke up, and it was much darker. Not realizing you had fallen asleep, you stretch out and slowly return to the much more tepid waters. Whimpering as it stung your skin and scales initially with the temperature change. After a few seconds, your body adapted, and you began to swim back to your pod. It was late enough that almost everyone except for a few night fish would be asleep. 

You decided to dick around for a bit before returning and swam around the outskirts of the reef y’all would be occupying and caring for over the next 6 months minimum. It was lush with life and color, even at this hour. Fish darted to and fro in all sorts of varieties and combinations. Different types of sea life clung to rocks, each other, and other bits n bobs. You picked up a few pieces of coral, admiring their beauty. Seeding them into holes so that the reef could grow and expand. 

Time was again lost to you as you immersed yourself in your task. You had just finished setting a pretty piece of red coral into a new crevice when you noticed a distinct lack of fish in the area. In fact, there was a distinct lack of any life moving around you. Something that alarmed you greatly. Your eyes begin to search around you for the perceived threat. If it was a shark or two, you could easily handle that on your own. Anything more significant and you would need help. 

Off in the distance, you saw something flitting about. Winding and weaving with no rhyme or reason. Your head tilted in curiosity, danger sense still telling you to be wary. You kept your position as you watched the gold thing flit about. You could see bright red as it got closer, and the truth dawned on you. Quickly you darted into a crack in the reef that was just big enough for you. Apologizing to the denizens, you squeezed as far back into it as possible. Slowing your movements and water intake to cause as few vibrations in the water as possible.

It seemed like an eternity before you dared to move your head towards the doorway. Scared of what you would see. A hesitant glance revealed absolutely nothing. A few fish swam by hurriedly, and you sighed and deflated. Tension rolling off your body. Your mind was clearly fucking with you if it had you thinking a Leviathan would leave its territory and swim a decent number of kilometers away from the deep waters to where your group was. You chuckled to yourself, leaned back, and floated against some smooth coral. Closing your eyes in relief. 

When you opened them, you stared straight into those hypnotizing orbs you had seen earlier. Only this time, there was a full face to accompany them. Brandy-colored skin, full lips drawn back into an unhinged smile, and a beautiful face framed by a maned of blond and red hair. You couldn’t see much passed his mane except for deep sanguine scales streaked with gold as some of his lower body was visible. You couldn’t see anything passed his neck either. He was hanging onto the roof and leaning over to look at you. 

You knew it was a he from the deep chuckle that vibrated the water around it. He stayed staring at you, unblinking. You held his stare, also not blinking. Worried that if you did, that would be the end. A good, solid minute passed, and you whined. “Can you blink or something so I can blink? This is getting awkward.” The creature before you looks at you curiously and complies. You quickly blink several times and rub your eyes. “Aye, how do you hold your eyes open like that? It’s creepy.” You question him. 

His smile drops, and he stares at you with the most unimpressed face you have ever seen. You defensively ask him a quick “What!?” and wait for a response. When none is given, you huff and blow out irritated bubbles. “I should kill you.” a deep voice drawls out. Not as deep as your pod’s defensive commander, Gyomei. You’re brought out of your comparison of “who has the best voice” as your brain once again slowly registers the statement. “You could, but that wouldn’t be fun now, would it?” you respond with as much faked joy as you could manage. What you were not going to do was let on how terrified you were of something that could end you without effort. 

“It’s not about fun.” He responds bored sounding. “Dude, what the fuck!? Life should be fun. If you just end me, then your life will once again be boring and full of whatever it is you do over there on the dark side.” you supplied, hoping your bullshit was working. “I hunt, I sleep. Why should I focus on fun?” He casually inquires, pulling himself down into the cave. You could now see his muscular upper body. He was similarly built to Sanemi. Tengen still made both look scrawny. You made your appraisal obvious to go along with your ruse and also because you were shameless, and if this was the end, then you were going out being a bold, badass bitch. Not a chicken wuss. 

“I mean, if you never had fun, I can see why you would say that. But like, I’m here now. I can teach you all about fun, and you can leave me the fuck alone.” You did your best to look irritated, turning your head down and away from him. Your heart thundering in your chest, hoping the display of submissive indifference would work. The massive male in front of you laughed loudly. “What an interesting meal you are.” Your head snapped up as you felt his warmth around you. He was close enough that your noses brushed, and you gasped. Instinct taking over you, “Meeped” and struck him with the heel of your palm upwards. Gasping at your actions as you realized what you had done. 

Blood floated in the waters between you, originating from his nose. He stared at you, and you stared back. He was very unimpressed at this point, and it showed. The gills on his neck slowly flattened themselves, and you realized that he was moving in for the end. Throwing caution to the wind, you slapped him will all your might. “Look bitch, if you don’t get up outta my face, I promise you that you will have found the right one today!” That got a reaction out of him. His eyes widened, and he leaned away from you. Shock evident.

You flared up as much as possible in the cramped space and bared your teeth at him. A hand shot out at you and grabbed your jaw. Defiantly you raised your chin and shook yourself out of his grasp. “Bitch I told you,” you started but stopped when you saw him smile. You didn’t know what kind of smile, nor did you care. The only thing that mattered was that the monster of your nightmares, the literal only thing in the ocean you had to truly fear, was smiling at you menacingly. “You live today, little fish.” He said as he stroked your cheek gently with the hand that had grabbed you earlier. 

The Leviathan, before you released, you pulled out of the crevice. Looking at you once more with those predatory eyes, he pushed off and disappeared out of your sight. You waited a few minutes before you slowly peered out. Looking around and seeing no sign of him, you bolted back to your pod’s haven. Wanting the safety and comfort of your friends.

[st4rbwrry]

angel. sanemi.

⨳ cw: fem!reader, lowercase intended, black coded, breeding kink, reader gets folded like a pretzel, sanemi’s kind of an asshole?, overstim, mild degrading, pregnancy talk, drabble.

it’s so indecent the position he has you in currently. tummy folded, knees by your shoulders with his hot, clammy hands holding them down with all his strength. driving his cock deep into your pretty pussy, hips clashing hard, so hard you swear his skin could become one with your own. it’s hot. the room itself. your body is sweltering beneath him, not a window open, no air on. just on your back getting fucked into a squeaky mattress in your boyfriend’s dark apartment.

“it’s so deep in your pussy,” sanemi chokes, his bare chest coated lightly with his own sweat, rolling down the crevices of his chiseled abs. he looks so handsome above you. you’re surprised you can scan for a feature at all considering your eyes have been crossed for the past three minutes. it’s impossible to cough out an ounce of vocabulary. he feels so good. it’s intoxicating.

“you’re so disgusting,” he’ll call you out next, a habit of his. jaw clenching as the whites of his hair sticks to his forehead, thick voice rumbling in his throat as your cunt squeezes his dick, making it somewhat difficult to pull in and out. your lips aren’t meeting, mouth agape and tongue dry for too long now. you moan from his insult. “every word i say has your pussy clenching my dick tight.”

and he’s right. how could it not? he talks to you so well that your body’s reactions are heightened. finally, you focus your sight, which instantly becomes a problem again because it falls on his arms. the way they flex, the multiple scars scattered along his biceps and forearms. it makes you dizzy all over, whimpering and losing yourself. sanemi clenches his jaw with frustration, halting his waist.

“you’re going dumb,” now he’s dragging you further into him, sitting up fully on his knees and bear hugging your thighs to his chest. he’s deeper this time, and you can’t help but outstretch your arms above you, arching your back and submitting to him completely. “now how’s that any fun for me? you know i don’t like my angel silent.”

“ ‘nemi, please !” your sniffles are . . . cute, to say the least. it’s really funny how you’re trying to act innocent right now when it’s your fault you’re in this predicament to begin with. he was fine with coming home after a nice date at the park with your daughter. but you shifted the mood after putting the three year old to bed. catching an unnecessary attitude with him and he doesn’t fuck with a bitchy woman. you know better than that. so, lessons needed to be learned.

“let me take what i fucking want,” he growls maliciously, like a hungry, unhinged animal. pounding his cock into your puffy, swollen cunny. it’s been about thirty minutes since your little outburst in the bathroom. complaining that you wanted another baby and sanemi telling you that one child was enough. but you’re so fucking persistent on what you want it drives the man to insanity. “wanted me to breed you again, is that right? that’ll satisfy you, huh? putting another baby in your tummy?”

you hiccup, nodding your head. “mhm hmm.”

“that’s why you were acting out earlier. seeing that woman at the park with the bloated belly made you miss it. my poor girl.”

this was torture. he was playing with you. it’s not fair that you’ve orgasmed twice yet he’s holding back so much from you. the main objective, and what you wanted so badly in your womb right fucking now. your limbs are tired and you’re ready to throw another fit in a minute if he didn’t give you his cum. such a simple task he’s making extremely difficult. sanemi splits your thighs apart to slot himself back in between, chest to yours, applying all of his weight. you weakly raise your right hand to rake through his scalp, tugging and rotating your hips beneath him, desperately pleading for him to move. you seal him to you with your legs locking on the backs of his, making sure he doesn’t escape. he grins at your plan.

“sanemi. do it. please hurry! i need it!”

you’re on the verge of breaking down. he’s trying not to give in too fast, but at this point it’s been long enough. he’s sleepy, and you’re getting rapid. sanemi puts most of his weight into his right forearm, using that as leverage along with his knees to slide his dick halfway out of you, only leaving the tip kissing your hole, stays there for a second before saying, “act like you deserve it. beg me.”

and if there’s anything sanemi’s angel knows how to do? it’s fucking beg. curling up into him and humping him like you’re feral. “please baby, wanna be full. fuck your cum into me. wanna have another baby. i wanna be pregnant again! i need your cum. please. please. please. i’ll do anything, fuck please?!”

only then is he satisfied. filthy angel.

“enough,” sanemi sinks your knees back into the bed, sheathing his cock back inside, only needing a few more pumps before he’s spilling inside just like you planned. you’re keening as he kisses you, wet and nasty with so much tongue. your body jolts in his captivity when he raises and slams his hips into yours, getting rougher and faster every passing second. “shut up and lemme get you pregnant.”

© 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.

[kkeidawrites]

KNY: S&C

Chp. 8: Introduction of the Hashira

⚠️Please be aware that there are spoilers ahead! ⚠️

Once everything settled, Ubuyashiki turns to the twins once more. His warm smile still on his face.

“Since you two have arrived, I will have you stay in the quarters that the Corps have cared for since your mother was here last. You will stay at my home until the battle ends.” Ubuyashiki says and the twins nod.

They bow to him.

“Thank you for your hospitality.” They say in unison.

Waving his left hand, two female servants are quick to appear from the inside of the house and bow to Ubuyashiki.

“Please, follow us.” They say and begin to walk on to the engawa, guiding the twins to the right of the house. Stepping onto the engawa, the twins follow behind the women, as they were leaving the obvious feel of multiple eyes continued following them until they turned a corner and the feeling disappeared.

After a short time, the servants guided them to a ryokan telling them to remove their shoes at the door and asking if they would like something to eat.

“Tempura should be fine for me.” Aicha tells them as she removes her bag and sits on the cushion in the tatami room.

“Just a big bowl of ramen.” Amara includes to their order and sits across the table from her sister.

The servants nod then bow, closing the door behind them. Once their footsteps were gone, the twins looked around the new area.

“Very nice place. I’m surprised mother hadn’t told us that we would receive our own quarters.” Aicha mentioned and Amara nods in agreement.

“Maybe she wanted us to figure it out on our own? This is our journey we have to embark on.” The older twin comments.

“True.”

There was suddenly knocks coming from the shoji doors behind Aicha. Raising a brow to who that could be, Amara stands to her feet and walks over to the shoji door, slightly opening it to find pink and green hair.

“Eh?” Amara utters then her eyes follow up until she finds the beaming features of a young woman. Her green eyes were literally pulsing with heart eyes and her excitement could be seen from a mile away.

“Hello! I’m Mitsuri Kanroji the Love Hashira! May we come in?” She says excitedly.

Amara’s eyes looked to the left to see the butterfly woman from earlier and a tall man with scars making a ring on his forehead. He was blind Amara noticed, along with his prayer beads clanking on his left hand as he put his hands together.

“Namu-Amidabutsu.” He utters quietly making Amara hum in thought.

“Ummmm, I guess you can come in?” Amara questioned and the pink haired woman squealed in excitement.

Amara allows the shoji door to open up more and all three came into their quarters. Aicha watches in interest as the three people came inside and made themselves comfortable at the chabudai.

Closing the shoji door, Amara walks over to her sister’s side and sits next to her watching the three new guests bow before them.

“Hello, my name is Shinobu Kocho, the Insect Hashira. Pleased to meet you both.” The butterfly woman introduced.

“Gyomei Himejima, the Stone Hashira. Blessings to you and your family.” The large man bowed.

“I am Amara and this is my sister, Aicha.” Amara introduced them and Aicha bowed to them.

“Well, the reason that we are here is that we became fascinated with your presence.” Mitsuri explains and that makes the twins raise an eyebrow.

“Fascinated?” Aicha parrots.

“Yes! I have heard many stories about Ikkoku clan and being in the company of the daughters whose mother almost destroyed Muzan? I just had to meet you both!” Mitsuri rhapsodized.

“We’re not celebrities. We’re just here to help.” Aicha says.

“Oh but you must be! Surely you have been destroying demons since your arrival here!” Mitsuri beams and the twins sigh.

“Actually we have barely interacted with demons on the way here; it would seem since the beginning of our mission, the demons had already been killed by the Corps or there wasn’t any demons at the villages we have passed through.” Amara explained and the Love Hashira hummed in understanding.

“If I may,” Shinobu speaks up as she places her hands neatly on her lap.

“By coming to the Corps, do you think that you will follow in your mother’s footsteps?” She asked and the twins give her a confused look.

“Why would we do that?” Aicha asked.

“We are here for the same reasons I’m sure you all here for as well. We’re not here to collect trophies, celebrity status, or notability. We too have faced the horrors of demons and made a vow that we would make the world demon free. We care not if our lives will be taken, if it will benefit for a better cause.” Amara asserts, Aicha nodding in agreement.

“A suicide mission?” Shinobu questions and the twins give her a hard glare. Mitsuri squeals in surprise.

“Call it what you wish, but we have already made up our minds.” Aicha tells her.

“What of your reasons of being in the Corps? Your position as a Hashira seems to be of high ranking and I assume with that title, you all are on a suicidal path yourselves. Why should our mission be any different from yours?” Aicha asks and the three Hashira are silent.

Amara then sighs and shakes her head, the feeling of a migraine was blooming in the right side of her head.

“I wish not to repeat our reasonings for being here at the Corps, nor is it our business to know what you are here fighting for but, if you do not understand our commitment to the Corps or our clan, then you may leave.” Amara says.

“We didn’t mean to offend!” Mitsuri’s hands raise to show she meant no harm.

“What will you do once the war is over?” Gyomei asks, changing the subject.

The twins thought for a moment and then turn to answer Gyomei.

“Return home, or perhaps leave our village to find another place to live and work.” Aicha says.

“I want to open a blacksmith shop. I’ve always had a knack for making weapons.” Amara tells him.

“And you?” Amara asked the Stone Hashira.

“I…I am not sure what I would want to do after we defeat Muzan.” He said.

“Ohhh, you could run a temple Gyomei!” Mitsuri chimed in and the blind man hummed in thought.

A knock was heard at the door again, and everyone shifted their gaze to the shoji door sliding open to show the servants from earlier knelt by the shoji door.

“Excuse us. We have returned with your meals.” The brown haired woman says bowing.

“Oh, we didn’t mean to interrupt your meal!” Mitsuri said and the twins shook their heads.

“It’s fine. I’m sure if you would like you may stay for a meal as well?” Aicha offered.

“Hopefully with a more pleasant atmosphere than earlier.” Amara’s eyes cut to Shinobu who was smiling with her eyes closed.

Caw! Caw!

A crow flew over the to the door and flapped its wings in alarm.

“The Hashira Meeting is beginning! Please report to the Master’s quarters immediately!” The crow announces and the three Hashira stands to their feet.

“I’m sorry that we have to cut this short but, duty calls!” Mitsuri says excitedly and the twins stand to their feet as well.

“Well, I should say that it was a pleasure to meet you all. Please, if you would like to come by, do not hesitate to.” Aicha says politely.

Mitsuri nods happily and the three Hashira bows to them. The twins return the bow and the Hashira leave out the opened doors, passing the servants who kept their heads bowed and brought over two trays of food.

Sitting back down, the twins thank the two servants and immediately start eating.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The illuminated lanterns in the tatami room were the only light source that was allowed to show the Ubuyashiki family’s faces and the Hashira that sat in front of them.

“As you have reported, the demon’s carnage has increased more than ever.” Ubuyashiki says his smiling face dimming a bit at the news.

“Meaning that the threat to human life is greater than it’s ever been. We must bolster the ranks of the demon slayers. What are your thoughts?” He asks the Hashira.

Sanemi is first to speak, “The incident on Mt. Natagumo made the reports crystal clear. Our caliber of demon slayers have been dropping tremendously. Most of them are rendered useless, I question their trainers, they must be blind.” He guffs.

“You’d think they could at least tell if someone’s competent or not.” Sanemi carrying on.

Uzui Tengen, the bedazzled Sound Hashira smirks and places a hand under his chin in thought.

“That kid from earlier seemed competent to me, that blow he landed on you was quite flamboyant, Shinazugawa. He’s got potential.” Tengen says and Sanemi grits his teeth.

“With the increase in the human population, it becomes harder to control and unify them. The times have changed in this era.” Shinobu chimes in.

“Other than those who had their loved ones brutally massacred, or joined the Corps, or those who have hunted demons for generations, to ask anyone to harness as much or even greater resolve and drive to produce results would be cruel.” Gyomei said.

“Considering that young boy ran into the Twelve Kizuki so soon after joining the Corps. He could have the power to draw them in! We barely get the chance to confront even one of them! It makes me envious!” The fiery red and blonde hair Flame Hashira Rengoku Kyoujurou exclaims.

“Agreed. But the fact that a Lower Five caused such a drastic move, indicates that Muzan is nowhere near Mt. Natagumo. In the case of Asakusa, whenever Muzan wants to hide something, he creates a diversion to throw us off his trail.” Ubuyashiki sighs.

“It’s really quite frustrating. But demons are still devouring humans, gaining strength and surviving. For the sake of those who have died there is one thing for us to do:

I believe that, with who are present today, the Corps’ Hashira and the Ikkoku clan’s members involved, I’ve assembled the finest unit since the first Breathing swordsmen of the feudal era.

Uzui Tengen. Kyoujurou Rengoku. Shinobu Kocho. Mitsuri Kanroji. Muichiro Tokito. Gyomei Himejima. Sanemi Shinazugawa. Obanai Iguro. Giyu Tomioka.

My children, I look forward to your success.”

The meeting was adjourned an hour later and the Hashira leave their master’s residence to return to their respective homes.

He tells his daughters that they were free to leave as well and Ubuyashiki sits quietly in the dark, a smile still graced on his lips.

“Muzan Kibutsuji, I swear I’ll defeat you if it’s the last thing I do. We will bring you down without fail.” He vows quietly.

[sunshineman2-0]

Art Teacher! Reader x Math Teacher! Sanemi Shinazugawa (X Science Teacher! Kyojuro Rengoku)

Tw: Shinjuro being a jerk, more of Shinjuro being that of a black father (personal experience thank you, o its pretty accurate), cursing, me being a lame ass... (you'll see what I mean...)

Reader is black female

Modern AU

Uh... this is turning into a Sanemi x Reader x Kyojuro thing... You know who you are... But thank you for that comment

Any flashback, or P.O.V changes are obvious (to me at least), but if not let me know and I'll fix it so it is...

Chapter 3: Baby Steps... Or Quantam Leaps

Sanemi stood in his kitchen, rubbing his eyes, pressing thr button on the electric kettle... Just boiling water for his peach tea... Genya was eating cereal, eyeballing the box. Avoiding eye contact with his older brother... Some rumors had been going around the school for the past few weeks.

"Are you dating her?"

Genya blurted out, cringing at the look his brother gave him. The younger Shinazugawa could always bare his brothers looks, but certian subjects required him to only do what he just did... Which was just to say what was on his mind. Sanemi was quiet... But still wore a look of "You got some damn nerve", though he didn't say it...

"Well?"

Genya looked at Sanemi. Who had suddenly gotten all interested in his electronic kettle.

"You can't lie, and I've heard all the rumors... All of the other teachers thought that Rengo-"

A glass shattered, and a low growl emanated from by the sink... Genya closed his eyes, trying to ignore the irritation flowing off his brother...

"Who did you hear that from?"

"Just some of the other students... They..."

Wiping down the counter and cleaning up the class, Sanemi rinsed his hand and wiped it, turning to his brother.

"She and I... We aren't dating..."

~~~~

You sighed, poking your sandwich, then looking up at the cafeteria. None of the rowdy children where at this lunch period. Kyojuro sat next to you, alert as usual. You blinked at him, how does he keep that smile on his face? The pair of you shared this lunch block, the pair of teachers that were in charge, often switching every week. Apparently you were staring at him, he frowned a bit as he looked at you.

"Miss (L/N)? Are you not hungry?"

He was always kind enough to let you eat first. You huffed and shook your head,

"Not really... Tell me. What are you and Mr Uzui up to?"

Kyojuro laughed, hard. It made you pout at him and take a bite out of your sandwich.

"Tengen and I aren't up to anything!"

You'd been at the school a few weeks, not alot of the other teachers were easy to read... But Kyojuro wore his heart on his sleeve. And now he was sweating. Given the man was a fucking furnace, but he never, ever sweated like this.

"Kyojuro."

He smiled broader, if possible.

"Rengoku, talk."

He was shaking like a leaf in the wind.

"Kyojuro Rengoku. If you don't talk I know your little brother, Senjuro will."

The sweet boy seemed to have a soft spot for the newest art Teacher. He was always staying late and trying to help her out. Kyojuro frowned at whatever thought was going on in that empty head of his. You huffed again and pinched his arm.

"Ow!"

Kyojuro let out a whimper, and rubbed his arm. It didn't hurt, he had too much muscle for it to hurt, but it did get his attention back to you.

"Are you gonna talk?"

He shook his head at you, as the bell for the next block started. Standing up and making a bee-line for the double doors, Kyojuro was gone before you could pester him more. You wrapped up the left over sandwich and helped herd the children back to their classes. After shutting your door, you took a look at your class. Senjuro was going to be in the next period. You nodded, starting the lesson for the day.

~~~~

Senjuro stepped into your classroom bright-eyed and happy to see you! Art was one of his favorite subjects! Well aside from Japanese and English. He wanted to be a teacher after all. A future scholar. He set his books and other supplies down, when you approached him, he gave you a sweet, innocent smile. But you had this look of determination on your face... And it made him a little nervous.

"Senjuro. Do you know what your brother and Mr Uzui are planning?"

Senjuro frowned at this... He remembered Kyojuro and his father talking about you...

"Ah, I dont know if Mr Uzui is planning anything with my brother but he and Father were speaking last night. Something about you..."

🔥🔥🔥🔥

"Father."

Kyojuro sat next to Shinjuro, who wasn't drunk... yet.

"What boy?"

"Did you have any competition when you wanted to court my mother?"

Shinjuro blinked and shook his head.

"Nope. I wasn't always like I am now... But when it came to your mother... She... I was..."

He grew quiet for a moment, then fixed his eldest son with a squint,

"Why are you askin? You got someone you like?"

He never figured his son, to be attracted- well at least not to women. He didn't have a problem with it... And it seemed like he spent all his time with that flashy man... What's his name? Didn't matter, Shinjuro was more concerned with who his son was interested in...

".... She's... She's the new art teacher..."

She? SHE? OK!

Shinjuro set his sake aside and smiled. It was the first time he'd seen Kyojuro nervous.

Not when he graduated, and didn't know what to do.

Not when he left the country, to go backpacking with that flashy man.

Not when he returned home, and went back to collage, graduated from that, became a teacher, had to break up a school fight his first day, and got clocked because of the fight.

This... This was different. Shinjuro crossed his arms. Prompting his eldest son to talk about her. Kyojuro licked his lips... Hesitant to have this kind of talk, for once, with his father...

"She... I..."

Kyojuro's eyes met his father's.

"She sets my heart ablaze."

~~~~~

Senjuro shook his head.

"But I was too drozy to remember, I'm sorry, Miss (L/N)."

You patted the boy in the head. Sighing, of course Senjuro wouldn't give out his brother... But it wasn't his fault, school was coming to the middle of the year and everyone including the teachers, were ready for the break coming up... As the other students poured in, Sanemi followed the last student inside. He took a seat towards the back, giving every student a glare. Then looked at you, waving his hand and crossing his arms.

You nodded at him, choosing to ignore his presence for now, you started to write.

"I hope everyone remembers the last class. Because now we'll be studying a little bit of Modern Art."

Pulling down the projector and booting up your computer, you started to show different examples of Modern Art, asking the class which artist had photographed, or painted each work.

This continued for the next ten minutes. After closing it down, you asked every to open their books, finishing reading the current section on Van Gogh. Once you started to take out some supplies for them to begin painting with, Sanemi stood up and started to help you pass things out...

It was odd, but most welcome, as the students started to finish the reading portion. You gave the math teacher a small thank you smile, which he didn't return, but he nodded instead to you. Every so often he'd pass by you, bumping into you with his shoulder. It was a soft lil bump, and he ment no harm...

~~~~~

This was Tengen's fucking idea... Sanemi wanted to slap himself in the face...

"Listen to me!" He said, "Its a good idea!"

Ugh... Sanemi should've just let his little brother tell him what to do... And here as of lately, Kyojuro had been avoiding him. Not even accompanying the loud, flashy idiot... It was weird, but Sanemi had a few problems of his own to deal with... Class ended too fast, he didn't even have time to notice you packing up. Once he did, he saw the younger Rengoku talking to you... So he decided to stay put...

"And I hope you can pass your test next week Senjuro!"

You giggled at the boy, patting him on the head, and turning back to your desk. As if some kind of shit magic, Kyojuro walked into the room.

"Senjuro, are you ready to go? I'm a bit hungry so-"

He paused, looking Sanemi in the eyes. His eyes didn't have that usual blankness to them... There was a quiet challenge, it made Sanemi pissed.

Was he challenging him over her?

(Y/N) was ignoring the pair, her attention still on Senjuro, who had grown quiet, and was looking from one male to the other.... Genya poked his head through the door,

"Brother? Are- oh! Miss (L/N)! Do you need some help?"

You were heaving a box in your arms, some papers from earlier in the week you hadn't gotten to grade.

"Ah no im-"

Both men moved towards you to help, but you turned your back to them, almost snarling at them. Instead, Senjuro stepped to your side, gently taking the box from you.

"I've got it! I don't mind helping!"

You smiled at the boy and then gave to two other teachers a glare. Sanemi jabbed a thumb at Kyojuro. Then glared back at you. Kyojuro only hung his head a bit before, cracking a smile at you again.

"I'll help walk you to your car then!"

Pushing Sanemi back with a shoulder, he moved to your side. Sanemi moved back, and stalked to the door, snatching Genya up. Now dragging his sibling into his classroom. Angrily throwing things into his bag, he looked up when Tengen pranced into the room, with his hood down.

"How'd it go?! Did you feel her up?"

Sanemi wheezed, he was so pissed off he couldn't speak!

"Uh.. I dont think so. But Senjuro and Mr Rengoku are walking Miss (L/N) to her car now..."

Genya spoke up as his brother caught his breath.

"FUCK NO! WHAT THE HELL?! YOU TELL ME TO GO ALONG WITH YOUR BULLSHIT AND HE JUST COCK-"

He stopped himself, trying to compose himself.

"I was going to help, but your best friend came out of nowhere. What the hell?"

Tengen just cocked his head.

"What?"

~~~~~

Tengen and his wives knocked at the Rengoku residence. He was going to get to the bottom of this. Why was his best friend acting so weird?

"Who is it?! Damn it. I'm trying to eat dinner... if it's one of those newspaper people I'm beatin his ass!"

Tengen rolled his eyes at his wives, Hinatsuru shrugged at him, Suma hid behind him, and Makio crossed her arms. Shinjuro opened the door and frowned deeper than usual.

"Great. It's you. What do you want?"

Tengen pushed past the older male, and into the house.

"I want to speak to Kyojuro. I need to know what his problem is. He's been acting odd...."

Shinjuro just moved to the side. And slammed the door shut. He locked it and waved the guests towards the dining room.

"Kyojuro. Your loud ass friend is here. Mutherfucker, call next time. I dont like people coming here unannounced."

Kyojuro smiled as his friend entered the room, taking a seat next to him.

"Tengen! How-"

"No! No formalities! What the hell is your problem!? I'm trying-"

Senjuro timidly set the table for their guests and Tengen quieted down, as to not to spook the boy in his own home.

"Im trying to set that asshole up! And your ruining my plan-"

Kyojuro set his plate down, which was empty now, and fixed Tengen with a look.

"I never agreed to help you with setting him up. I only observed. And you never asked for my help in helping Shinazugawa. I have my own wants."

Tengen frowned, looking down at his lap, where Suma laid, sleeping for now. What was going on... Tengen had always thought Kyojuro was happy single... His eyes lit up.

"Kyojuro! Why didn't you tell me?! I woul-"

Kyojuro raised his hand,

"No. That's exactly why I didn't say anything to you. I was hoping to keep it from you, but I can see that you're stuck on meddling. So please refrain from trying to help."

Tengen's jaw dropped. He unknowingly created a tension between two of his friends! All because he wanted another couple to hand out with! His own reason, was because he felt bad about leaving his wives at home, whenever he and Kyojuro went out.... He put a finger to his lips thoughtful...

"What if I find-"

"I dont want you to find anyone else. I like her. And at this point I'm sure Shinazugawa does have some kind of feelings for her too. But I'm more than capable of having competition. I can handle this."

"Shinazugawa may prove to be a worthy opponent then."

Tengen spoke, starting to eat. But didn't say anything else, only fixing his friend with a look.

"Im aware of this. But I'm not worried. I can win her over."

Part 2^

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