#Yandere hashira

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Can I request Hashira women x Male reader where the reader likes to play video games and ignores them

Obsessive Gamer Reader | Yandere Demon Slayer

You’re a real gamer! Eyes and mind locked into your game it’s easy to ignore the nagging of your partner. Whether you’re genuinely annoyed with them or you don’t do it purposely, you’re depriving them of the most important thing. You. Its definitely going to cause them to retaliate:

Mitsuri Kanroji

“Honey I’m ready to go out! What about you?”

Being met with silence doesn’t feel right to her

It makes her nervous

But she’ll try again

“Uhm babe? Babe? Honey?”

At this point she’s near tears hearing you call out to your teammates and still ignore her

She can’t blame you

No never!

It’s obviously that horrid game 

With of ease she’ll skillfully smash your monitor or even slice it

“No worries, (Y/n) I’ll save you from it’s evil!”

Then she’s scooping you up and depending on your reaction she’s going with her original plan

If the spell is not broken and you angrily lash out at her

She’s grabbing you and putting you in timeout

Most like ropes while she stages an in-home dinner date

“Open wide my love! We’ll have to get that evil spell out of you!” 

Shinobu Kocho

“(Y/n) you left your unfinished laundry in the hallway. We’ve spoken about it and I’m sure you don’t want my name embroidered in all your clothes.”

“Uh I’ll pick it up later.”

You speaking buys you time

But not for long

She’s closer this time standing above you with her usual blank smile on her face

If you ignore her again you’ll regret it

“(Y/n). Get off the game.”

You truly will regret it but not now

She’ll let you keep playing while she prepares to punish you

Happily angrily branding a syringe probably a paralytic drug

You’ll look up notice her sheer blood lust before she stabs it into your veins

Watching as you curl in on yourself by a slight stinging pain

But no worries she’ll prop you up so that you can watch as she easily finds the IP addresses of your teammates 

Turning on the mic as she says them

Waiting until they all report and unfriend you

Deleting your save files and your gaming account

Before destroying your gaming console all in front of you

“I thought I taught you not to ignore me. It will never end well for you.”

[r0uke-k4nten]

Hide and seek (PT2)

Yandere muichiro x reader

WARNING: toxic behavior, yandere, possessive behavior, torture, abuse, kidnapping, obsessive behavior.

Here you are, stuck to his estates, and have no freedom of being outside of his estates, the places that once what You're calling a beauty to be an absolute hellish torture to live in there.

It's been 1 year since you were brought here. You have a heavy shackle connecting both of your legs, making you barely able to walk. Sometimes, you have to drag yourself so you can be put off your bed.

He always haunts you as being clingy by your side when he does have free time; he always drags you to his backyard and forces your head on his hips so you can lay there while watching the sky with him.

When you tried to escape, Muichiro somehow always found you and dragged you back to the estate, then punished you until you begged him for forgiveness.

After the punishment ends, you always end up with bloody scars and brushes on your back, and a broken leg, but as an aftermath, he always gives you a 'reward,' he always gives you an expensive gift like matching clothes or an ornament that he always reminded about you.

But today, today is different.

He was sent on a long mission for about a month; he tried to deny it for being afraid that you couldn't protect yourself and run away, but with your courage, he finally accepted it.

Before he goes out you kissed him and saying goodbye to him while waived your hand and yeel at him that you will be waiting for him.

As his figure slowly gets smaller and smaller and eventually out of sight, you run up inside and try to find the sharp thing that can get these shackles off. Fortunately, you find it. You put it right into the hole and try to unlock it...after about an hour, your shackle was unlocked and dropped itself to the floor.

As your shackle is gone, you wait in no time to run away; as you run away from that estate, you don't care what foot you steep on. All you want to do is to get out of here and go somewhere else and maybe out of Japan.

But as you run away you realize you barely scratch the outside of this forest, you curse at this forest and yourself for being too intrusive and not waiting for a minute to get something like food so you still have a tad bit of stamina....., no matter you already out of that estates ain't no way you going back in that hellhole again.

As you walk out of the forest, you're feet begin to ache from the unprotected feet touching the mud, rock, and root; you can sense your feet begin to bleed, but you keep running.

You run and run until your throat begins to feel pain, as you stop yourself and begin to rest your body on a nearby tree and take a few breaths. then you begin to look around, and you notice there's a faint commotion of people singing and a sound of drums being heard on your right; you feel a bit proud of yourself, but you begin to wonder at the noise you heard maybe there's a festival going on?....

A few minutes later, you began to go up and start to run again, finally knowing where you were as you followed the commotion of music and singing. After a while, you began to see the light from a few feet away, and you began to fasten your run, and finally, you escaped from that hellhole and him... Forever.

You began to his yourself into the crowd as you following them and you found yourself in the village, far away from him.

For a few days, you live and work there to find the money to get a house, and you begin to work in a few different jobs.

After a month, you finally get a home with a decent price, and you think that he is home by now. You can't imagine how deranged he will be after knowing that his 'lover' is escaping after a long mission.

You hope that if he is even in this village he will never find you or recognize you, as you change your appearance after escaping him.

For a while now, you can finally feel safe and freed from that shackle that always connected you to that hellish experience, but you really hope that Muichiro gets the help that he needs, but you can't feel the pity after what he did to you...

He is furious,

After what it feels like torture for not being able to be beside you, he finally got to his estates and spoiled you rotten with love and affection. just for you to disappear from his estate and escape him.

It enrages him, when he has time He always searches you, but when he has a mission... let's just pray for the demon not to get tortured in a worse way that your mind can't ever imagine.

Even the other Hashira are worried about his strange behavior as if back then his behavior wasn't this bad and there were dark circles under his eyes.

He always searching for your whereabouts, but out of luck he didn't find you anywhere...until one day...

It's been a year and a half now, he was sent out on a mission to the village, he begrudgingly agreed to it but all he wanted to do was to find you, it was midnight when he began to stroll around in his mind this mission was pointless for a hashira, his mind wonder off thinking about you but he notices something.

There's a bakery who still open after this midnight...

You were about to close the bakery after your so-called last customer left the place, but you heard a ring from the door; you let out a sigh of exasperation, but you greeted the customer with a smile and closed eyes plastered your face, as you did greeted him you slowly open your eyes and your face turn into a shock and scared once you knew who is in front of you is...

That guy in front of you smiles sinisterly with an obsession in his eyes. You try to call for help from your co-worker, but before you can do that, you blackout and almost hit the ground before he grabs your body and drag you close to his body.

After a long nap, you finally open your eyes slowly because your head feels an immense pain. after you open it you realize that this isn't your home anymore, you got stuck here again in his estate...

In your despaired attempt, you got up and ran to the door, but you fell back on your head first, realizing the tight chains on your neck connected to the wall right beside your futon.

As he heard a loud noise coming from your room he entered before he closed the door and looked at you as if you were a hurt puppy.

You looked at him with despise, this thing in front of you wasn't a guy you once knew, you yelled at him to let you go, but only to receive a chuckle as he came closer to you and began to squat to look at your pretty face more clearly he put his hand on hour cheek trying to rub it before pinching your cheek off.

You let out a whine for being pinched in your cheek, you hate it you hate him, he treated you like a child, a Naughty child ready to be scolded and get a slap in the but for all you did...

"I told you, didn't I? I only give you one rule, and that is you can't go out from this estate; now be ready to be punished ."

As he said that, your hand was ready to lock his neck, ready to suffocate him; as you began to attack his neck, he caught your hand and began to twist it; you screamed as your hand began to bleed out.

You looked at him with fear in your eyes," What? You were brave that second ago to go against my rules for you and try to suffocate me.." he dragged his hand harshly to your hair, making your head follow his movement to be right in front of his face.

You tried to not look at him, but he demanded you look at him. "Looked at me while I was talking to you," He said with venom fill in his voice; you looked at him in Pain because of what happened to your Hands.

he threw your Head to the wall and punched your stomach so hard that it felt like your internal organ was bleeding; as you gasped there in pain, he took out a torture device...

It's been a week now, and the punishment still continues; right now, you're being punished by barely eating, only a small amount of water in a little cup, and just one tempura to eat once a week.

No matter how much you beg, it seems that doesn't budge him; he now looks at you with a cold gaze and walks away with the door locked.

You're so exhausted now half of your body is barely moving while your hand can't be moved at all; your back is still hurt after the beating, and one of your left eyes is swollen and can be barely seen.

He only comes to this room because of the 'food' and changing your clothes when you're asleep, while you are glad that you won't see his face again, you're still stuck in this Purgatory, waiting for the day that you die but it seems that day will never be achieved with him still looking for you somewhere like a hawk.

While you are sitting there looking at the wall in front of you, your mind begins to wander off and begins to think to your friends and family right now, are they worried about you? Are your parents still waiting for you? Are they looking for you? or are they just don't care and forgot about you.

You began to whimper before you began to sobbing yourself to sleep, wanting this torture to end...

After a while, muichiro came in and looked at your sleeping form; he could see the crying mess on your face. He couldn't help but smile at your misery. After all,, you did this to yourself. He walked closer to you with a change of clothes and new bandages in his arms as he sat down and put the clothes down and began to change your clothes and the old bandages.

When it's finished, he picks up the clothes and used bandages; before he can go out, he kisses you on the forehead before he walks out...

It's been a few months now or so, he said; your body began to thin out, your body is barely malnourished, and your hand began to show some bones in it; while your hand now can be moved, it's still in pain for you to grab something.

you began to miss the Communications you once had outside; heck, you even miss when Muichiro talked to you by your side every day. You are already in a spiral of loneliness and depression; you almost cried every day, now making your eyes redder than before...

Before you realize it, the door was unlocked, revealing Muichiro with one of your (fav foods) in his hand; as he walked in, you looked at him with a pleading look plastering all over your face.

he sits down with your (fav food) right in front of you, you waiting for his command to afraid that he will torture you, he put the utensils and put the food in it after that he put it right in front of you "eat it" You did as he told you too, he began feeding you until it was finished. For the first time, your stomach feels full after a while.

You looked at him as if waiting for his command; he moved closer and, towering over you, put his hand lightly on your neck. "Have you finally learned? " He asked you with a taunting voice.

A drop of tear left on your face as you answer him, "Yes... "

[yepperoniro]

Three in the morning idea...

Alpha Hashiras x Omega Reader x Kamado Gang???

Did I add yandere? because, yeah, it has to be Yandere.

Master notes that the population of Demon Slayer Corp members keep getting weaker, and the Hashira's are on edge. So he figures let's solve both problems at once. He sends out Kakushi to locate a prime omega in their early 20 or late teens. That would be you.

You wake up in a strange, extremely fanciful manner with more questions than answers. But it all goes downhill because you felt your heat kicking in. You unintentionally follow the scent of alpha, which leads you to a room full of 6 unmated alphas, a mated pair, and one prime alpha - the Hashira.

You, in a shock, run off to the nearest building where you find solstice in a group of betas named Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Kanao, and Inosuke.

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Kanao are all Platonic Yandere and want to protect you from being forcibly marked by one of the alphas.

Prime Alpha Tengen: Who has three omega wives already but could always use a prime omega wife.

Alpha Obanai and Alpha Mitsuri: Who are a mated pair and are looking for an omega to use as an incubator.

Alpha Kyojuro: Who wants nothing more than to find a mate and start a family.

Alpha Giyuu: Who has little interest in mating... until you come around and force him into his rut.

Alpha Sanemi: Who is the same as Giyuu. The only difference is that he plans on claiming you the second he sensed you.

Alpha Shinobu: Who is infuriated that her beta sister is banning her from getting herself an omega.

Alpha Gyomei: Who wants to shield you from all of the world's cruelties by marking you. For your protection, of course.

[kittenmey-rin]

Hey guys, it's me again, and I decided to make a quick Kny Yandere Hashira x Female reader, Hashira Picnic party.

(If you are wondering what type of Hashira you are in this One-shot, well, you will be the season Hashira, please don't kill me. I hope you enjoy it.)

In the beautiful cool freshness spring day, You are in the Hashira Headquarters with your friends, the reason why you are here is to listen for Shinobu's announcement.

"Alright everyone, thanks for coming here, now as you are wondering what you are here for is because today is a special day, today we're going to have a picnic, our master is letting us to take a break from our missions, and we are going to have a perfect day for the first time in our lives." Shinobu said while looking at the Hashira. Mitsuri Kanroji jumped up and down of excitement. "Eeeeek, I am so excited for a picnic and I can't wait to have a picnic with all of us taking a break." Mitsuri said while feeling excited, Tengen, Rengoku, Gyomei, Giyu, Sanemi, and Muichiro are feeling excited for a picnic, but you need to finish training in your training room, so you decide to decline it. "I'm not going with you guys, you guys can go have a picnic without me." You said while standing up, before looking at your friends, you were about to leave this Hashira Headquarters and then, Mitsuri standing in front of you while looking at you with sad puppy look on her face. "Please don't leave Y/n, we can't have a picnic without you there, please, please, please y/n." Mitsuri said while begging you to go on a picnic with your friends, you were about to say no, but your friends gave you the sad puppy look on their faces. "Please come with us for only today's picnic, y/n." The Hashira said. You can't handle looking at the sad puppy look, so you gave in, and you said. "*sighs* Fine, I will go on a picnic with you all, but it's just for today."

*Timeskip, in the hills*

You're starting to regret about going for a picnic a little bit, but you are just having a peaceful time for the rest of your life, not only that but you also play with Gyomei's pet kitten, a few minutes later, it's lunchtime, everyone brought their picnic meals, but you didn't bring it with you. Mitsuri looked at you in confusion "Uhh Y/n, where is your picnic meal???" Mitsuri asked. "Well you see Mitsuri, it's just that I didn't bring it with me because I can't find it anywhere." You said while looking at the ground. But then, there's a round plate sitting in front of you, and it's filled with the Hashira's different favorite foods. "Y/n, we don't want you to hungry of not bringing your picnic meal, so we decided to share some of our favorite food in a round plate for you." Iguro said while looking at you. "But, why would you all do that for me???" You asked while looking at the Hashira. "Well, it's because you have been helping us with understanding of being there for your friends and family, and you never gave up on all of the hard work you have done helping us, and that's why we decided that we shall return the favor and help you, right everyone???" Tengen explained everything while looking at the rest of the Hashira, they all nodded their heads, you looked at your friends with a surprise look, but swapped with a smile on your face. "Great, thanks everyone, well then, let's dig in." You said while everyone nodded and started eating their food properly.

The End

[theyanderespecialist]

Another Gosh Darn Tie (I WILL NOT GIVE UP!) Next up is Yandere Tengen Uzui X Adult Female Tanjiro! And 2 more votes!!

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Crimson Guardian Part2 NSFW

Please check out Part One

Kyojuro Rengoku x Wife! Reader

18+ MDNI!🚫

CW: NSFW Content, minor angst, controlling/manipulating behavior, fluff-ish.

Y/N POV

Scenario: Once you agree to Kyojuro's request, you gather with Kagaya and the other Hashira to share your decision to retire early. But as you spend time with Kyojuro, you start noticing some changes in his behavior. You can't help but wonder, did you make a big mistake? He's your husband, after all. Surely, he wouldn't try to control or manipulate you. Maybe he's just worried about your safety and wants the best for you, right?

- Two Endings

A month had passed since I laid down my sword for the last time. I've spent my time at the Rengoku Estate as I had anticipated, assisting Senjuro with chores and cooking, while striving to earn Shinjuro's favor.

However, it all felt sluggish my days stretched out, feeling so unproductive.

Kyojuro was called on a mission far away, and he's been gone for almost two weeks now. I find myself overcome with loneliness, feeling hollow inside.

When I wasn't busy helping Senjuro, I often took walks and started getting into reading, though lately, I've found myself drawn to books on swordsmanship and battle techniques. It might seem pointless now, but it's all I have to occupy my mind.

Many times, I caught myself pacing around the estate, practicing fighting stances or swinging an imaginary sword, earning some strange looks from anyone nearby.

But I couldn't bring myself to share any of this with Kyojuro. I wanted him to believe I had moved on from being a demon slayer. Instead, I painted a picture of focusing on myself and preparing for the prospect of starting a family.

I've been writing to him almost every day since he left, keeping him updated on what's been happening back home and just checking in on him.

He says his mission has been successful so far, and he should be home very soon, which is good news. It's difficult to fully embrace retirement when the person you did it for isn't even here to enjoy it with you.

.

.

Today has been particularly slow. All I've done is help water the plants outside and dive deeper into my books. Shinjuro has been in his room, drinking, while Senjuro has been practicing his writing inside. And here I am, sitting under this same tree, reading the same book on breathing techniques for the past three hours...

However, my entire mood shifted the moment I heard the cawing of a crow announcing Kyojuro's return from his mission. He was finally home.

I could feel the excitement as I watched him walk through the gates of the estate, his big, bright eyes and fiery hair a welcome sight.

It didn't take long for him to spot me, as he quickly ran up and grabbed me, spinning me around in his arms.

"I've missed you so much, my little flame!" His booming voice was a comforting sound to hear in this moment.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as he held me.

"I missed you so much, Kyo." It didn't take long for that hollow feeling I had earlier to finally disappear.

After he finally put me down, he pulled away to get a better look at me, scanning me up and down with his usual happy smile.

"You look so beautiful, my dear. Retirement seems to be treating you well already!"

"Oh, do you really think so?"

"Of course, sunflower. It's good to finally see you dressed casually and enjoying yourself at home. One of the main reasons my mission was such a success was because I wasn't worried about you. I knew you would be here waiting for me when I returned. I knew you would be safe."

I almost felt guilty. Since he left, I've been so bored out of my mind, stuck here at the estate, but if it’s really helping by keeping his mind at ease while he’s away I guess I don’t mind.

"How are you doing, my love? I know writing in letters can only reveal so much. Are you really okay?"

His voice softened, and his smile grew gentler. My heart raced at the sound. No matter how much time passed, I was still as in love and attracted to Kyojuro as I was the first time we met.

"Yes, I'm doing great. Senjuro and I have been quite productive lately. We even discussed setting up a small vegetable garden in the yard to reduce our trips to the village market." I forced a happy smile onto my face.

"That's wonderful news! I'm so happy you're finally making this old place your own." He then pulled me into another hug, burying me in his chest.

I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth—that I was bored and missed the core and all my comrades and friends. They had all become so busy with work that I went from seeing them every day to never at all, so quickly.

As I relaxed into his embrace, I felt his body tense slightly. He pulled away from me slowly, his expression puzzled.

"Sunflower... what is it you're reading?"

I glanced behind me to see my book still lying on the ground, its cover exposed. It was just a book, surely not that significant.

"Oh, that's just an old breathing technique book I found in the study room. I thought it looked the most interesting out of the available options."

He looked at me for a moment, then took my hands in his, holding them tightly.

"My love, if you had told me you wanted to read, I would have gladly bought you as many books as you wanted. You don't need to waste your time sitting and reading about attacks and breathing techniques anymore." His voice was filled with concern.

Little did he know, I chose this book specifically to occupy my mind. If I couldn't fight anymore, the least I could do was read about it.

"That's sweet of you, Kyo, but honestly, I don't mind."

His smile returned somewhat, and he moved his hands to hold my shoulders, gently leading me back to the main part of the estate.

"Let's get you inside, my love. I'll tell you all about my mission!"

I allowed him to guide me back, passing Senjuro on the way.

"Go ahead, little flame. I need to have a word with Senjuro."

I observe as he starts walking toward his younger brother; they engage in conversation, and I begin to make my way indoors.

Despite my initial intention to leave, a strange hesitation washes over me. I linger by the doorframe, eavesdropping on their discussion.

Senjuro's voice reaches me first. "Welcome home, brother. How was your mission?"

"It went smoothly. I'm relieved to be back," he responds, pausing briefly.

"Senjuro, how's Y/N? Have you noticed anything unusual about her lately?" My ears perk up at the mention of my name.

"Y/N? She seems fine, I suppose. She's been quite helpful with chores around here," Senjuro replies.

"I see. Have you noticed her reading more?" he probes further.

"I think so. Though I'm not sure what she's been reading," Senjuro admits.

"I see. Please, keep an eye on her for me, Senjuro. I'm concerned," Kyojuro says, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Concerned about her reading?" Senjuro's confusion is evident.

"No, just in general."

With that, I turned away from the door, deciding it was best to stop listening in.

Why would Kyojuro worry about me? I'm safe at home, just like he wanted. Wasn't that the whole point of being here? To ease his mind?

I can feel a mix of frustration brewing inside me, and I'm not sure if it's aimed at Kyojuro or myself. I've always prided myself on my swordsmanship, setting high goals and pushing myself hard to protect others and find purpose.

But now, I can't even enjoy reading a book about what I love without making my husband worry.

I step into the kitchen, ready to get a head start on preparing dinner. Gathering the cooking utensils and spices, I realize all that's left is to chop some of the vegetables.

As I rinse them off, I notice we're short on a few key ingredients.

My garden plans with Senjuro would have been perfect right now. Looks like I'll have to make another trip to the market.

Letting out a small sigh, I tidy up and head towards the door to slip on my shoes. Honestly, I could use some fresh air. I feel guilty leaving knowing Kyojuro just got here, but I think he’d much rather dinner be super good than complain about me stepping out.

I had a stranger Lingering feeling. There's something about his smile that feels off, like there's a hidden pressure behind it. Why?

As I'm slipping on my shoes, I sense someone standing over me.

"Where are you off to, sunflower?" Kyojuro inquires.

"Just getting a head start on dinner and realized we're missing a few things. I was about to run to the market," I reply.

"Hurry back to me, my love. You know I don't like it when you're away." His warm smile could melt anyone's heart.

He plants a kiss on my cheek before heading back into the other room.

As much as I adore him and miss him, I need just a moment alone to think right now.

As I make my way to the village, I pick up some vegetables, meat, and a few other things we need for the estate. On my way back, I spot Tengen and his wives. They seem to notice me too, especially Makio, who starts waving enthusiastically in my direction.

I walk over to them, feeling happy to finally see some familiar faces. It feels like it's been ages since we last caught up.

“Y/N, it's good to see you," Tengen greets warmly.

“How have you been? We haven’t seen you in forever!” Makio cries out excitedly.

"I've been well, how are all of you?"

"We've been doing just great," he responds.

"How's, uh, retirement?" Hina asks with a half smile.

"Oh, retirement has been... great," I reply, attempting to sound convincing, though I'm not entirely sure I believe it myself.

Tengen lets out a sarcastic laugh. "Sorry, but it's just so hard to believe. You had one of the flashiest breathing styles and trained almost every day, only to retire before becoming a Hashira. I just always thought you were too stubborn to quit so early.”

Hina shoots him a quick glare.

But it's all true; Tengen and his wives have been around since before the beginning of my and Kyojuro’s relationship, training with us, going on missions, and even just hanging out together casually.

They exchange silent glances for a moment and I notice Tengen’s expression change into a more serious one.

"Y/N, Kyojuro is one of my closest friends, and it's really not my place, but... do you think maybe you decided all that just a tad too quickly?" Tengen sounds more sincere this time.

"I mean, you were on your way to becoming a Hashira yourself," Suma adds.

Taking a deep breath, I realize they're right, but I already knew that. I wasn’t the one they should be lecturing in this scenario. I never wanted to retire; I just wanted to make Kyojuro happy.

"I promise. This is a decision I've made. I want to settle down and start a family with Kyo. I wouldn’t want to risk going out on a mission and dying before having that opportunity," I assert.

Though they still seem unconvinced, Tengen puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

“Kyojuro's a lucky man to have someone who cares about him so much. However, I think you should stay in tune with your training for now.”

“You are still so young, Y/N! It’s always possible that once you have children, you could potentially want to come out of retirement. Maybe be a trainer for young slayers!” Makio adds with a hopeful tone.

Suddenly, my spirits lift. They were right. Just because I retire now doesn’t mean I can’t come out of retirement in a few years. As long as I keep training at home, I should be fine!

“I suppose you are all right. I will definitely keep training. I’m sure Kyo will think that’s a great idea.”

“That’s the spirit. I’m glad we got to run into you,” Tengen says with his usual smile.

“I’m glad I got to see all of you. I promise I’ll try to make an effort to come around more.”

“That sounds perfect,” Hina exclaimed.

After we exchange our goodbyes, I watch them walk off together, smiling and talking.

A wave of realization and relief washes over me. Maybe retirement didn’t have to be as bad as I was making it out to be.

.

.

Upon finally arriving back at the estate, I walked up to the entrance with a smile on my face.

I recalled there was a book in the study that taught some solo hand-to-hand combat techniques, perfect for practicing alone. I made a mental note to pick it up once I returned and start reading it after dinner.

As I entered, Senjuro greeted me with a warm smile.

“Welcome back, Y/N. I’ll finish up dinner since you went out of your way to get everything,” he offered kindly.

“Oh, you don’t have to do all that. I don’t mind,” I replied.

“I insist. You haven’t seen my brother for a while now, and I think he could use your company,” he chuckled nervously.

I hesitated for a second.

“Okay, only if you're sure,” I said, handing over the basket of food and supplies I had bought from the market.

He headed off to the kitchen, leaving me in the entryway, so I decided to make my way to our bedroom, shared by Kyojuro and me.

As I entered, I noticed he had changed out of his uniform into his more casual attire.

He looked at me with a kind smile on his face.

“I see you made it back safely,” he said, walking over to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

He buried his face into the side of my neck, kissing it softly.

I felt myself shiver at his touch. He seemed so gentle and loving right now. I had truly missed him so much these past few weeks.

I gently ran my fingers through his fiery hair as I spoke, "I ran into Tengen and his wives at the market."

He pulled away slightly to look at me, his arms still wrapped around my waist.

"Really? Were they happy to see you?" he asked with a big smile.

"Yes, they were. We hadn't realized it had been so long since we all saw each other."

Kyojuro appeared to be deep in thought. "I suppose you're right. It has been a while since all of us got together. I should arrange for us to have dinner sometime!" he exclaimed happily.

I couldn't help but smile. "Yes, I think that would be lovely."

"What else did you all talk about? You were gone for quite some time," he inquired.

I debated telling him about their suggestion that I should consider keeping up with training and possibly coming out of retirement, but ultimately decided against it.

"Tengen was just telling me about a mission he had gone on recently. Nothing too crazy," I replied.

Kyojuro seemed satisfied with this answer. Why would I lie? I've never had any reason to lie to him before.

"That's great, sunflower. I'm happy you finally got to see some company. You seem so happy!" he remarked, his affection evident in his tone.

We lingered in each other's embrace for a few more moments until Senjuro's voice rang out, announcing that dinner was ready.

Hand in hand, we made our way to the table. Upon arrival, we found Senjuro had already set the table and prepared everything. Surprisingly, Shinjuro was already seated, wearing his usual drunken scowl, but he remained mostly silent.

As we ate, Kyojuro attempted to share details about his recent mission with his father, but received only silence and grunts in response. Despite years of trying, it seemed Kyojuro still sought his father's approval.

It felt kind of pointless to expect anything from Shinjuro. Even though I ended up spending more time with him than with Kyojuro lately, I just kept my distance. Honestly, I think he might even appreciate it.

After a few minutes of listening to Kyojuro, Shinjuro got up and was the first to leave the table, retreating to his room.

Though Kyojuro seemed disappointed, he maintained his neutral smile as he also began to wrap up his meal.

Once we had all finished eating, I stood up to collect the dishes for washing and putting away. However, Senjuro insisted on taking care of everything himself.

Feeling a bit defeated, I abandoned the task and decided to head to the study to grab that training book.

However, upon arrival, I was met with an unsettling sight. All the books were gone, every shelf completely empty...

As I made my way back to my room, confusion swirled within me like never before.

Upon entering, I found Kyojuro already preparing for sleep. His eyes brightened at the sight of me, and he gestured for me to join him under the covers of the futon.

Crawling in beside him, he enveloped me in his arms, pulling me close. With my head against his chest, I felt a sense of comfort wash over me.

"Kyojuro," I speak up.

"What is it, little flame?" He asks planting a kiss on the top of my head.

"What happened to all the books in the study?"

I sense a slight tension in his body at the question.

"I'm not sure, my love. Perhaps father had them moved. I'll make sure to get you some new books soon," he reassures me.

I stay silent, convinced by his explanation. What other reason could there be? Surely, Kyojuro doesn't attach much importance to old books collecting dust for years.

As I lay nestled in Kyo's arms, I feel the weight of exhaustion settling in. His breathing slows, It won't be long before sleep overtakes us both.

.

.

A week had passed, and the books still hadn't reappeared. I'd given up on getting a response out of Shinjuro. And it seemed that Senjuro wasn't even aware of their disappearance, which was even stranger.

So here I was again, under the same tree, rereading the same book for the third time.

Despite this, it was a beautiful day. The sky was bright and the air was refreshing. It would have been a shame not to enjoy it.

With Kyojuro gone early this morning for a hashira meeting, it's just me now, left to ponder my thoughts. I can't help but recall what Tengen and his wives said about keeping up with training.

Honestly, with my doting husband always around, their advice slipped my mind. But now, with some time to myself, I figure it's a good opportunity to get some practice in.

I don't have the exact combat training books I'd like, but I'll make do with what I remember from my days in the core.

Grabbing a wooden sword that Kyojuro and Senjuro sometimes use.

My target? A nearby tree. I start off slow, practicing basic strikes and focusing on my footwork. It's a few hours of intense concentration, but it feels amazing. I didn't realize how much I missed this, the feeling of swinging a sword, the rush of adrenaline with each move. It's like finding a piece of myself I forgot was missing.

My excitement fades as I notice a looming shadow, revealing Kyojuro standing there. Still in his uniform, he must have just returned from the meeting. His expression is stern, arms crossed in clear disapproval.

"What are you doing, Y/N?" His voice is cold, sending a shiver down my spine.

"I was just... training a bit," I reply nervously.

"Training? Training for what?" He begins to approach me, his demeanor serious.

For some reason, I instinctively start to back up as he approaches me. Before I know it, my back is against the tree I was just practicing on.

He closes the distance between us, his face inches from mine. This side of Kyojuro is unfamiliar to me; he appears downright angry.

"Why are you doing this, sunflower? You're inactive in the core, retired. There's absolutely no reason for you to pick up a sword and train again," his voice is harsh.

"I just thought that maybe if I stayed in shape and continued training a bit, perhaps in the future I could come out of retirement. Maybe even help train new slayers coming out of final selection," I suggest.

- Ending One (Positive fluff)

He gazes at me, his expression filled with confusion. “Sunflower, why would you want that? I thought the whole point of you wanting to retire was to be at home with me, to start a family together.”

Taking a deep breath, I realize I need to be honest and ip front with him now. Kyojuro is my husband, and if he truly loves me, he'll understand.

Slowly, I reach out and take his hand, bringing it up to rest against my chest.

“Kyojuro, I love you more than anything, and I want to start a family and be with you more than anything. But I also have to pursue the things that make me happy. Fighting alongside you and our friends has always been one of those things,” I explain, hoping he'll see my perspective.

His eyes soften, and I can tell he feels guilty for not considering my happiness more deeply.

"I'm still scared, Y/N. I'm scared of losing the love of my life, my wife. If you continue being a demon slayer, there will be times when I won't be able to protect you. Times when you'll be in situations where you'll have to fight to the death to defend yourself," he admits, his voice filled with worry.

He's right. There will be moments when I'll have to risk my life for the sake of others. But that's exactly why I signed up for this. That's what I want to do, with him by my side.

Gently, I lift his hand to my lips and place a kiss on his knuckles, mirroring the affection he always shows me.

"I'll fight until my last breath for a life without demons, so that hopefully someday us and our children can live the life we deserve," I declare softly.

He removes his hand from mine placing is on my cheek. His gaze loving and caring now.

“You never cease to set my heart ablaze little flame. You always make me remember that powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive myself for being so selfish.”

It makes me feel better that he also acknowledges how he’s been acting lately. It makes me feel more validated that I wasn’t completely going crazy. And still I forgive him.

I know Kyojuro’s heart, I know how pure and kind it is, and I know he would never do anything to harm me or keep me alway from something I’m so passionate about.

He pulls me into his embrace wrapping his arms protectively around me.

“I want you to be happy my love, it was wrong of me to try and control someone as amazing as you. I will do everything I can to support and protect you. Wether it’s here at home, or out on the battle field.”

His words melt my heart.

He removes his hand from mine, placing it gently on my cheek. His gaze softens, filled with love and care.

"You never fail to ignite my heart, little flame. You always remind me of the powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don't know if I'll ever forgive myself for being so selfish," he confesses.

His acknowledgment of his recent behavior brings me some comfort. It validates my feelings and assures me that I'm not imagining things. And yet, I find it in my heart to forgive him.

I know Kyojuro's heart, its purity and kindness. I trust that he would never intentionally harm me or stand in the way of my passions.

Pulling me into his embrace, he wraps his arms protectively around me.

"I want nothing more than your happiness, my love. It was wrong of me to try to control someone as incredible as you. I'll do everything in my power to support and protect you, whether it's here at home or out on the battlefield," he promises.

This was the man I fell in love with, the man I vowed to spend my dying days with. I’m certain that I made the right decision.

.

.

.

- Ending Two (Angsty Smut)

He shakes his head. "No. No way. If you're going to stay retired, then you need to stay retired. That was the deal. I won't risk losing you. You're far too precious to me." His tone is softer now, but still firm.

"But why can't I just practice for a bit?"

"Because this isn't what you want. You don't actually want this. It's not your passion. This is only because of your past life." He's more serious than ever.

"What's so wrong with me wanting to stay sharp?"

"You're supposed to be focusing on your future and your new life with me! And you can't do that if you keep holding onto your past. It's not a part of who you are anymore."

His words strike me. Was it so bad that I wanted to practice and maybe eventually come back?

"This is the last thing we're going to discuss. As a Hashira, I have the authority to confiscate your weapon, so hand it over. From this point forward, I will not tolerate you engaging in anything remotely related to demon slaying."

I reluctantly hand over my wooden sword. My heart drops, and tears begin to well up in my eyes.

"Y/N. I'm sorry, my love, but this is for the best. It's only because I love you." His voice softens, his expression more forgiving.

I'm filled with anger. Why is he acting like this? Why doesn't he want to fight alongside me anymore? Balancing our relationship and our profession is tough, but plenty of people make it work.

Why does he seem to think it's impossible for me to fight? I am strong. I've always been strong.

His thumb brushes away a tear from my eye as I lift my head to look at him.

This time, his expression changes.

He leans in close to my ear and whispers, "If you won't listen to me, I'll just have to give you a reason to stay off your feet."

A shiver runs down my spine as his lips meet mine, his hands holding my hips firmly in place.

Before I know it, he's lifting me over his shoulder and carrying me back into the estate.

“Kyo, put me down! Let's just talk!” I protest, trying to wriggle out of his grasp.

He takes me to our bedroom and pins me down on the futon.

“There’s nothing more to say, sunflower. If I can't keep you from fighting anymore, maybe having a child will,” he says, his voice tinged with desire.

I open my mouth to speak, but his lips on mine cut me off. His tongue pushes its way inside, making its way around my mouth.

I try to pull away, but his hands hold my head in place, and the taste of his mouth is overwhelming.

When he finally pulls away, I'm breathless.

He leans in, kissing and biting at my neck. His hands move down my body, grabbing and squeezing my breasts and my waist.

I let out a small whimper as he sucks and bites at my skin.

Suddenly, I feel his fingers brush against my entrance through my clothes.

He pulls away to look at me. "Already so wet for me, and we've barely done anything. Were you doing all of this to make me angry on purpose?”

My face burns with embarrassment, but I can't help but crave his touch.

He grabs my hands and pins them above my head, staring into my eyes with a mischievous smile.

"You want this, don't you, sunflower?" He asks as his free hand caresses my face.

I nod desperately, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Then beg for it," he commands, his loving voice contested his actions.

"Please, Kyo, please I need it. I need you."

He releases his grip on my wrists and moves to undo his pants.

"There’s my little flame."

He lines himself up with my entrance, slowly pushing himself inside.

I try not to tense, feeling my walls stretch to accommodate him.

He lets out a low groan, his warm breath tickling my ear.

He waits for a moment before beginning to thrust into me, each movement deeper than the last.

I gasp and moan beneath him, gripping his shoulders.

He lets out a groan as he bottoms out.

"Mine," he whispers before placing a kiss on my forehead.

I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

He begins to move again, thrusting harder and faster. I'm filled with so much pleasure that I'm seeing stars.

I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, but just before I can finish, he stops.

"Kyo, please, I need it." I whine.

"Not yet, my love.” he replies, his voice heavy with lust.

He pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty and unsatisfied.

He flips me over and pushes my head into the pillow, my ass now in the air.

"Don't worry, little flame, I'm not finished with you just yet."

He enters me again, gripping my hips tightly as he pounds into me from behind.

"I can't wait to have you pregnant. You're going to look so beautiful."

He reaches a hand around to rub my clit, bringing me even closer to my peak.

I try to hold back my moans and he touches me. His words only make me feel hotter.

I can feel myself getting closer once again, and he seems to notice as well.

"Do you want to finish, my love?"

"Yes, yes please," I beg.

He increases the speed of his thrusts, hitting all the right spots inside of me.

I can feel myself approaching the edge again, and he continues to push me towards it.

"I'm going to fill you up, my love. Make you mine.”

His thrusts grow more erratic as he reaches his peak, releasing deep inside of me.

I collapse onto the futon , completely exhausted.

Kyojuro rolls off me and lays beside me, pulling me into his chest. I cuddled into him.

"We're going to be so happy, Y/N. Just you, me, and our child. Everything is going to be perfect," he reassures me, running his fingers through my hair.

I'm too tired to respond, so I just listen to the sound of his heartbeat and his breathing.

"I love you, sunflower. No matter what, you're mine.”

Sorry this one took me so long to get out, I hope you all enjoyed it! I’d love to hear your feedback!

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

What would it be liked to be Tanjiro and Nezuko eldest sister who their parents adopted then when they found them in a bamboo forest as a toddler

Eldest Kamado Sibling Reader | Yandere Kimetsu no Yaiba

It’d feel like perfect harmony

Helping your mother as you take care of your sister and brothers

You see yourself as just another member of the family

And so does everyone in the Kamado family 

Just one trip down the mountain leaves you and Tanjiro in devastation 

Guiding you both on the journey to avenge your family and cure Nezuko

But don’t ever think Tanjiro lets you out of his sight

seniority be darned

And neither does Nezuko 

Their both hurting and they won’t stand to let another member of their family die

Or let you run off with the various hashira and demons that can’t seem to leave you alone

Known as the eldest sibling to the demon slayer that carries a demon on his back demonslayers and demons alike just can’t help but try to sway drag you from your mission to save Nezuko and avenge your family 

The Hashira fight to make you or Tanjiro their tsugoko 

You guys travel in a pack so it's a given they’d take either one of you for their advantage with you in the long run

As the eldest, you need to be more than acquainted with your senior’s right

And the demons that have the honor of having your weapon pointed in their direction

Report to their master about the beauty that travels with the traffic light earrings

And at this rate, he’s got to meet you

Perhaps history will repeat itself and he’ll be given the next most loyal servant

[applemilkie]

Masterlist for Demon Slayer

Master's Masterlist

General/Multiple Characters:

Demon!Reader x Hashiras (Rengoku & Gyomei) (sfw)

Yandere!Hashira ~ wdym it meant nothing? (all the hashira except Muichiro) (sfw)

Hangtengu Clones x Demon slayer!Reader ~ Unfortunate (nsfw)

Douma:

Douma x Demon slayer!Reader ~ Breaking you (nsfw)

Douma x Cult follower!Reader ~ Breed Me (nsfw)

Douma x demon slayer!reader ~ Break Me (nsfw)

Genya:

Genya's crush is scared bc of his brother (sfw)

Genya x reader ~ Angel eyes (sfw)

Genya x Reader ~ thats acts like Zenitsu (sfw)

Sanemi:

Yandere!Sanemi ~ Pick Your Poison (nsfw)

Jealous!Ex!Sanemi ~ Your not leaving (nsfw)

Just a kiss ~ not (nsfw)

Yandere!Mental asylum patient!Sanemi x reader ~ Thinking about… (contains some nsfw)

Obanai:

Stalker!Obanai x reader ~ Stalker (nsfw)

Gyomei:

gyomei x wife!reader ~ His hands (nsfw)

Gyomei x bratty!reader ~ control (nsfw)

Demon!Gyomei x demon slayer!wife!reader ~ Night time relief (nsfw)

Gyomei x demon!Reader ~ Too big (nsfw)

Gyomei x reader ~ Breeding (nsfw)

Gyomei x wife!reader ~ Strength and Weakness (nsfw)

Gyomei x wife!reader ~ Tease (nsfw)

Sex life HC (nsfw)

General HC (nsfw & sfw)

Gyomei relationship HC (sfw)

Yandere!Gyomei x reader ~ Owe you my life (sfw)

⇡pt.2. Owe. you my life (sfw)

Giyuu:

Yandere!Giyuu ~ Love Sick, Shinobu uses reader (demon) as a lab experiment (nsfw)

Worried Sick ~ After Y/N's Mission (sfw)

[loveemii]

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝑴𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒐

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆 (>ᴗ•)

♡︎♥︎————————————————————♥︎♡︎

muichiro took a sip of his tea before placing it back down on the table between y/n and him.

“Are you lost? I don’t remember asking you to come here.”

“Well you don’t remember a lot of things so.”

y/n had a habit of mumbling things, and he tilted his head in confusion as he looked at her a little with a somewhat vexation expression.

“What did you say just now? I noticed you have a habit of whispering underneath your breathe.”

“I said: That you don’t remember a lot of things.”

“I see, your annoying and I don’t like you.”

y/n even deeper into the room and sat across the table from muichiro. she leaned in closer into his ear and whispered.

“Well I like you.”

muichiro had an expression of surprise and annoyance. he furrowed his eyebrows and looked into y/n’s eyes.

“How do you mean? Like me in the way of romantic?”

y/n almost looked surprised at his question, she blushed but kept up her ego as he kept up his poker face.

“I don’t know, maybe.”

she went further closer to him, he moved his neck down a little almost touching y/n’s nose.

“Maybe? If I really wanted to know how you felt I would want you to show me instead of telling.”

with no words y/n kissed his neck just under his jawline. he looked down at her as she looked up at him, making eye contact muichiro leaned in.

y/n waited no time and kissed him, muichiro kissed her back as he pulled away. she ran a finger up and down his chest a little as she gave him a look of lust.

“What is it?”

“We’ll do this again. Soon.”

“We’ll see.”

muichiro drank his warm tea as y/n left the room satisfied.

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hi thank you for reading hope you enjoyed :)

- please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes, thank you

[colourstreakgryffin]

Yandere Muichiro, Tanjiro and Giyuu forcing his beloved to eat, and she spits the food out or turns her head to the side refusing. Because she is angry after the kidnapping?

Ooooh! Okay! This can be very simple to write about! It’s been so long since I’ve done a proper request so let’s go, here it comes!

Yandere Muichiro

“Darling… I am done with this foolish game, eat now”

Muichiro’s patience is running thin very fast as his fingertips press firmer on the pair of chopsticks he is holding out, the contents inbetween the eating utensils being a fresh hot salmon dumpling. It’s been fifteen minutes straight of this going on and on…

You, his beloved little angel, just refusing to eat the lunch he had spent almost two whole hours making, all for you and you’re rejecting him? What is he doing wrong? Why aren’t you happy? You’re with him now, you’re in the safety of his home and it’s so cozy, warm and perfect in this bedroom. What is there to dislike about this situation? Muichiro doesn’t get it

To you, you couldn’t despise Muichiro anymore than you already do. He took away your freedom, disorientated your senses, dragged you to this awful mansion and has tied you up to a futon by a pair of steely Nichirin metal chains, you cannot break free and he is forcing you to stay put all so obediently until he comes back. Everytime Muichiro walks into the room, you want to throw up

Muichiro, with furious sharp mint green eyes and a open scowl at your refusal as you stay silent and tilt your head away from him, uses his free hand to roughly grip your chin and pull your face back into his forward-facing direction to pry open your mouth by your cheeks with no-longer gentle calloused fingers to shove the dumpling into your mouth, forcing you to close your mouth with his strong, stern hold as it looks like he is ready to snap your neck if you disobey him…

How could such a sweet, timid little cutie like Muichiro, the young adult you had fallen for. End up being such a sick psychopath like this? And what did you do to deserve this type of treatment? Kidnapped, socially-isolated, heartbroken and now being forced to eat food you are thousand percent certain may just be laced with some type of drug…

Yandere Tanjiro

Tanjiro sighs gently, on the verge of just losing himself but he will not give up at all, never, he cannot just risk being all flimsy whilst his beloved is incapable of caring for herself. His determination is made of titanium and his will is stronger than steel. The Kamado smiles warmly and sweetly, his pretty plum red eyes almost glowing as he, once again, picks out a chopstick-full of nice healthy seafood rice and places it in his mouth. Like with a picky stubborn child, he is demonstrating that the dinner he has brought for you on this fine cool night, is not dangerous and not laced with anything

The food, its quality and its safety is not the problem to you at all, the real problem is what Tanjiro has done to you… your ex-crush, the man you really liked. Ended up being a complete and utter dangerous monster to you, drugged you up with a simple cup of tea, dragged you back to his Estate and is now keeping your disappearance a secret, so nobody can try look for you as he has made sure everybody thinks you had passed away from a mission

Continuously spitting out the rice chopstick-fulls that Tanjiro gently but firmly shoves into your mouth, his tolerance over the ‘disrespect’ grows more and more unable to keep up. You just keep refusing him at every turn and he finds it so heartbreaking, he has done so much for you… so much. His love for you is so strong that he can’t stop thinking about you and it’s driving him mad, just as much as you refusing to eat the dinner is

Tanjiro can only hope the demonstrations he keeps doing for you will break through your stubborn barrier, he is only doing this for your health and your safety. Just eat the food already, you need some type of sustenances, you can’t starve yourself. That’ll make Tanjiro just lose his marbles to a uncontrollable state if he cannot make you digest anything beneficial and life-saving, especially when you clearly need it. Now, that you’re restrained to his futon and not going anywhere anytime soon

He is very ready to just begin begging as you close your mouth with a open hateful scowl directed at him, it makes his heart shatter further at how much you openly despise him, how angry and agitated you are. You’ve been this way for hours, for days and it’s getting tiresome. You just need to accept your new life, that’s Tanjiro’s thought process. He doesn’t like seeing you so upset and so irritate but he cannot risk you going out, where demons and men run around… it’s too dangerous

“Please, sweetheart… how about just half? Can you just have half?”

Yandere Giyuu

Giyuu is growing frustrated. So frustrated as he gazes the shattered ceramic bowl and the discarded of piping hot udon, the savoury liquid pooling over the large broken pieces of the cutlery. How disappointing and cruel… Giyuu is trying his best to make you eat, his precious sweetheart, the one woman he needs more than anything ever. He has gone far beyond any other person would to make sure you will stay with him, he can’t stand the fact you’re not cooperating him

Giyuu’s cold dark sapphire blue eyes slide from the destroyed remnants of the dinner he cooked for you to you directly, tied up with firm tight ropes up against his futon and trying to wiggle out of the grasp of the irritating binds. Giyuu won’t let you leave at all so there is truly no point for you to try, you’re never walking out of the door without him linked to your side, you’re never talking to anybody without his permission. He won’t take any chances and he cannot lose you, like he has lost everybody else in his life

“My love… was there something off about the udon?”

You didn’t even answer Giyuu, not at all giving him a single side-glance at your pure unadulterated fury bubbling over uncontrollably that you just desire to lash out at your kidnapper. The sweet, shy, small-voiced man you had enjoyed speaking to in your time of independent freedom. The one who went from gentle but interested to a full-blown threat as he took you away from humanity, he took away your ability to walk around and now suspects you to love him back?!

Giyuu, on his end, is just trying his best to prove to you how much you mean to him, that he has gone to such a extreme drastic, the most extreme drastic possible, to show you his undivided passionate love. That he is devoting so much of his time to you and taking care of you, the most perfect little housewife. You don’t need to do anything anymore. Don’t you want a man to take care of you and ensure no demons ever touch you? That sounds great to Giyuu as a whole

Maybe not today, but Giyuu will make you love him as much as he loves you, he will make you willingly accept every longtime cooking gift he presents you, he will have you all his to the point you don’t even want to go out anymore. He must, he needs you and he knows he can’t live without you nor with himself if you’re still running around the dead of night where demons prowl, you’re safe here and that’s the greatest thing a Hashira like him can do for his lover

[sk3tch404]

This bitch dont know how lucky they are

And my mans, ty to my mans 😻❤

[theyanderespecialist]

I have Kokushibo, Doma, Adult Muichiro, Gyutaro, and Daki all on the to-do list to be Yandere for Adult Female Tanjiro (the WIP stands for work in progress, and tells me I still have to write it) So here is the new update list! (VOTE 1: Demon Slayers)

these five will be done asap!

[quiet-place-for-thoughts]

Chat you know how I mentioned scary characters with a eerie reader last time? New idea

Them with an Elderitch horror reader. I've been thinking about this with like KNY or smth since I've gotten back into it. Yandere or not.

Especially like the Uppermoons who think that reader is just a human with a bit off putting then finding reader is a fucking nightmare fuel monster, more than them. OR OR the hashiras. Just them getting so confused 'So are you a demon?' 'No' 'then what are you' ':) ' just thinking about KNY with an EH!reader that just fucks with them

This just gets funnier in my head with Yan KNY. EH!reader who cannot be contained. Just these powerful beings after a Elderitch horror reader who just fucks around with them.

The interactions and potential is just so funny to me. A reader they finally would have to win over instead of just kidnapping for 'their own good'

Thank you for listening to my ramble about this. If anyone wishes to write this some how then feel free to just tag me!! I'd love to read it! This is also what happens when I get too physically sick to do things so I start wondering about random shit lol

[raysrays]

Crimson Guardian NSFW

Kyojuro Rengoku x Wife! Reader

18+ MDNI!🚫

CW: NSFW Content, minor angst, controlling/manipulating behavior, fluff-ish.

Y/N POV

Scenario : You've recently married into the respected Rengoku family, and while you continue your work as a demon slayer, life starts to get a bit messy. Balancing your duties becomes a real challenge as you navigate the challenges of married life. You find yourself having to make tough choices just to keep your husband happy, all while debating to stay true to yourself and your calling as a demon slayer.

Marriage. Truly one of the most beautiful milestones a couple can achieve. Marrying Kyojuro has undoubtedly been my greatest accomplishment.

I still remember it vividly, as if it were yesterday. Surrounded by friends, family, and core members, we pledged our lives to each other. Though it wasn't the most glamorous wedding ever seen, it was enough. Because really, all I've ever wanted was Kyojuro, and now, finally, I have him.

For the first few months, our marriage was nothing short of perfect. I moved into the Rengoku estate with Kyojuro's family, assisting Shenjuro with chores and gradually trying to get closer to Shinjuro. Though I'm not sure how successful I was.

It was only six months in that I realized being a demon slayer and a wife wasn't as easy as I thought.

Before our relationship, I was Kyojuro's Tsuguko. He was simply my mentor, and I trained hard under him to get myself where I am today. It was later down the road that we noticed each other's lingering gazes, the occasional flirting, and all the other subtle hints of wanting to be more.

Kyojuro was strong, and I knew he wanted a family, but I simply wasn't ready to give up training and my duties as a demon slayer just yet.

Every day, after helping out around the estate, I would hike over to HQ and pick up where I had left off the previous day, training until the late hours of the night. I would often come home exhausted, which usually caused Kyojuro to worry. As much as I reassured him, he never seemed fully convinced.

Now, here I was, sitting at the dinner table with Kyo across from me. It was a rare occasion for us to eat alone together like this. We made small talk about our day and training, and then he finally stopped eating and put his silverware down.

"Little Flame, I think it’s time we have a serious discussion about the way things have been as of late,” his usual happy smile seemed almost nervous.

I set my spoon down on my plate, giving him my full attention.

“Yes? What is it?”

“Sunflower, you have been working so hard as of late, and it’s quite admirable. I truly admire your dedication to the demon slayer corps and your training!”

“But…?” I ask, confused.

“But… since our marriage, I’ve found myself in constant worry over you. Every time you go on a mission without me, I have to painfully wait for your return. Not knowing whether or not you'd be injured or even-“

“Dead?” I finish.

I saw his body tense up at the word.

“Yes, my love. Dead. I cannot even bear the thought of you never returning to me. It pains me to my core,” he seemed so sad, so worried about me.

I know Kyojuro, I know he didn’t mean anything bad by what he was saying. However, I felt almost offended. He too was a slayer, a hashira. I also had to deal with the fear of him returning with serious injuries or even never returning at all.

Did he believe me to be incapable of protecting myself? He was the very one who trained me. Even though I knew Kyojuro was strong, much stronger than me, it just felt like he lacked faith in me.

“You don’t think I’m strong enough anymore? Do you think marriage has made me soft?” I realized I might have come off a little too harsh, but my emotions were getting the best of me.

His expression seemed surprised, but I could tell. While he may not have used those words, that was definitely the gist of it.

I watched him get up from his place at the table and walk over to me. He pulled my chair out from under the table, then grabbed my hands and kneeled down in front of me.

His big, bright eyes were now staring up at me.

“You are one of the strongest people I know, my love. I know how capable you are, but please remember…”

He brought my hands to his lips, kissing them softly.

“You are my wife before you are a demon slayer. I cannot risk sending you off only for you to never return.”

I could practically hear the desperation and love in his voice.

Kyojuro wasn’t someone who would usually discourage anyone from pursuing something they're passionate about. So if he was now, I knew that it’s something he’s been internally battling with for a while.

“What about you? Is it not the same? What about my worry? What if you never come home to me?” I could feel my face start to heat up. Everything he was saying seemed to come from genuine care, but it felt so hypocritical.

“I am a Hashira, my little flame. I have a certain responsibility you do not have to burden yourself with. I shall retire soon, in just a few years. So please…”

There’s no way he’d ask me-

“Please retire your sword, Y/N. Please stay home for me. Please allow my heart to rest easy knowing you'll be here waiting for me whenever I shall return,” his voice was pleading.

I felt so conflicted. I’d worked so hard. All of these years of training to hopefully become a high-ranking swordsman myself. However, at the same time, I never stopped to consider my romantic life and how being married would affect things.

We both sat there in silence for a few moments, and I finally rose up from the chair, pulling him up off his knees along with me.

I looked up at him, reaching my hand up to rest on his cheek.

“Kyojuro, you are the only one I would retire my sword for. So please promise me, promise me you will always come home to me. Until the day you yourself retire.”

“I promise you, Sunflower. As long as I know you are safe and waiting for me, there is no demon that could ever keep me away.”

I felt his hand on my lower back and the other holding up my chin.

We both leaned in, our lips meeting in a tender kiss.

This kiss started so gently, so lovingly at first. As we pulled away for just a moment, staring into each other’s eyes, we realized how long it had been since we really enjoyed each other’s company.

After that, the kiss only grew hotter and more passionate.

Kyojuro swept me off my feet and carried me straight to our shared room at the back of the estate, the most private spot. It seemed fitting for newlyweds, after all.

As he gently laid me back on the soft futon, I couldn't help but stay focused on him. Kyojuro was simply beautiful. His hair, his eyes, his body, everything about him looked like he was perfectly sculpted.

My admiration was interrupted as I felt him begin to kiss me again. One of his hands traveling to my breasts, gently squeezing it.

The other massaging my thigh.

I feel him pull away from me starting to kiss on my neck traveling all the way down to my chest.

Kyojuro had always known my weak points and how to make me say yes to his every request. He knew my body just as well as I did, and now he was taking full advantage of that knowledge.

I could feel him pressing against me as he moved his hand down my body, lightly touching me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, wanting more.

Then I heard, Kyojuro's soft voice whisper these words, almost as a demand. "Enjoy this little flame, you've kept me waiting far too long.”

As soon as those words left his lips, I felt myself begin to relax. His movements were so gentle, so careful, so loving.

His fingers trailed down my sides, sending chills through my body. His hands went back up and caressed my neck, making me tremble. He kissed me once more, and I melted into him.

It was as if he had cast a spell over me, and all I could do was obey him. He was completely in control of me.

After a moment, I felt him move back down and remove my underwear, revealing my already wet entrance. His hand slid between my thighs, and I couldn't help but let out a moan as his finger slipped inside me. He was gentle at first, just barely grazing me, but it felt incredible.

"Is this okay?" he asked softly, his breath hot against my ear.

I nodded but I could tell that wasn’t enough for him.

“Use your words my love.” He demanded sweetly.

“Yes Kyo, it’s perfect.” I said, my voice trembling.

He leaned down and kissed my lips before pulling back again, smiling at me.

"I want to be inside of you," he whispered, his voice filled with desire.

"Please," I begged.

He removed his fingers, replacing them with his cock, his tip rubbing against my clit.

"Good girl," he whispered, thrusting into me.

I threw back my head, arching my back and digging my nails into his shoulders. His movements were slow and deep at first and then they became faster and harder, and soon my whole body began to shake. I couldn't stop the moans from escaping my lips, and I couldn't help but beg for more.

When he starts to speed up I know we are both about to reach our limit.

I feel his fingers interlock with mine and his lips pressing against mine again, but this time, he wasn’t just kissing me, he was also letting his teeth graze my bottom lip.

He was biting down hard enough to draw blood.

We were both so close and we were both trying to hold back but we couldn’t anymore. We were finally going to let ourselves release.

I was the first one to let myself go, arching my back as I moaned his name.

Then he followed not too far behind.

After he finishes, we just lay there for a bit catching our breath.

“I love you, Y/N,” he finally breathed out, turning his head to look at me.

I turned to face him as well. “I love you, Kyojuro.”

After that, the two of us drifted off in each other's arms for the rest of the night.

The next morning when I awoke, I was still trapped wrapped in Kyojuro's arms.

After a bit of struggling, I managed to maneuver my way out and make it to the kitchen.

There I saw Senjuro, who was already preparing breakfast for everyone.

“Good morning, Sen,” I greeted with a yawn.

“Oh, good morning, Y/N!”

“I'm almost finished with breakfast. Is my brother awake yet?”

“He should be awake soon. We both have to see Master Kagaya today,” I said, rubbing my eyes.

He stopped to turn and look at me.

“Did something bad happen?” he asked nervously.

Poor Senjuro always assumes the absolute worst in every situation. Well, I suppose in this case it’s somewhat understandable.

“No, Sen, nothing's wrong. Kyojuro and I are just going to inform Master Kagaya of my retirement. That’s all.”

He gave a puzzled look.

“Retirement? Why? Haven’t you been training for years to improve your sword skills to move up in the ranks?” he asked.

He was right. I know I shouldn’t go back on my word to Kyojuro, but I really was having second thoughts about my decision.

Senjuro could probably sense my doubt because his next response was:

"If this is something that you're not sure of, then you shouldn't do it. If you have doubts about this decision, then maybe you're not ready for retirement just yet."

His words really struck a chord with me.

Maybe he was right.

Before I could ponder that any further, Kyojuro had made his way into the kitchen.

"Good morning! How are my two favorite people doing?" he said cheerfully.

I smiled.

"Morning, Kyo. Did you sleep well?"

"I did, actually. Thank you, little flame," he walked over to me, giving me a kiss.

I could feel my chest tightening, nervous about what was to come.

The whole time at breakfast, I felt so spaced out. All I could hear was Kyojuro and Senjuro talking and the occasional grunt from Shinjuro drinking away at the table.

“Sunflower? Are you okay?”

I was snapped out of my daze by Kyojuro waving a hand in front of my face. All three of them were staring at me, kind of concerned.

“Oh, yeah, I’m fine. Sorry.”

I shook my head a little and looked down at my plate. I felt bad for Senjuro going through all that trouble to cook, but I simply couldn’t eat right now.

After we finished breakfast, Kyojuro and I headed out.

The thought that this would be the last time wearing my uniform with my sword by my side was so weird and almost uncomfortable to me.

I knew that this day would come eventually, but I always hoped in the back of my mind that Kyojuro would be the one to retire before me.

I had been so focused on training and my duties as a demon slayer that it had never even occurred to me how my marriage would affect everything.

I was now a wife. My first priority should be the estate, and helping Shinjuro while he was in his state of grief, and being there for Senjuro as well.

It wouldn’t be right of me to go against my husband's wishes either. Especially after the intimate moment we shared. Right?

As we made it to HQ waiting to speak with the master I felt my heartbeat racing inside of me.

The room was quiet, I could feel Kyojuro’s eyes lingering on me but I couldn’t bring myself to face him right now.

Both mine and Kyojuro’s attention was shifted as we heard the door open and Master Kagaya entered the room.

"Rengoku, Y/N. It's a pleasure to see you both," Kagaya said, his face as warm as ever.

"It's wonderful to see you too, Master," I replied.

"So what brings you two here? It seems urgent, judging by the fact that you came in so early."

"It is very urgent," Kyojuro began.

He then proceeded to explain our conversation from the night before, and how I was considering retiring.

"Y/N, this is a big decision, and it's important that you feel comfortable and confident in it. Do you think you can fully retire, knowing you won't be able to assist the demon slayers as you are now?" Kagaya asked.

I looked at the master and then glanced at Kyojuro. He seemed so proud and happy that we were here. I could feel the warmth radiating from him.

But, I could also sense the worry in his expression. He was nervous, scared almost.

I couldn't do that to him.

"Master, I've spent most of my life training for the opportunity to become a hashira. To serve the demon slayer corps and protect those who cannot protect themselves. But...I'm no longer just a demon slayer. I'm also a wife, and as such, I think it's only right that I focus on that," I answered.

The room fell silent for a moment.

"If you truly feel this is the right choice, then we support you, Y/N," Kagaya finally spoke.

"Thank you, Master," I bowed.

"Thank you so much, Master! I will never

forget your kindness!" Kyojuro bowed as well.

The two of us left the room and started to head out.

As we exited, we ran into a few of the other Hashira, who asked us about what we had gone to see Master Kagaya about.

They too seemed surprised and a little concerned when Kyojuro explained to them that I would be retiring so soon.

I could tell some of their reactions to the news annoyed Kyojuro. Shinobu used the word “controlling,” and you could see his smile almost falter.

"Controlling" was never a word I would have used to describe my husband. He just loves me, right? He wants to protect me. There's no way my sweet and kind Kyo would ever do anything to control or manipulate me.

Right?

Part Two

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Hello! can you do a scenario where giyu is already promised to y/n by kagaya in an betrothed announcement in one of their hashira meetings, but every other hashira is trying to either convince force or kidnapped the reader into marrying them? This is due to y/n having the ability to heal others and kagaya wants more healers since no one has ever heard of such a power and the amount of slayers being killed. So in order to create more offsprings with this ability he sets up a betrothed that you and giyu agreed to. But the other hashira are jealous and want in on y/n’s whole future in the matter.

Healer’s Dilemma w/ Fem Reader | Yandere Demon Slayer

Kagaya wouldn’t forcefully marry you, even if that’s what someone in his position would do 

You born without his curse illness and with some miraculous ability to heal 

He’d rather not force you to hide your gift when you can help his other children or the world for that matter

But he knows how desirable you might be

Not only to Muzan as a link to Kagaya but to many who would intend to do exactly what you’d both hate most

Kagaya, your dearest Papa cares deeply for you

And he fights for your freedom 

Even if it leads you to find a different kind of love with someone else

“Papa I wish to marry Giyuu Tomioka, the Water Hashira.”

“...This is your decision my daughter?”

“Yes, Papa. I want to marry him more than anything!”

“I could never fight your earnesty…then I give my blessing.”

He knows about the others obsessions 

he doesn’t need to see it when he can feel it

Giyuu mentions the leave he’ll be taking at the next meeting

“Ah how unfortunate for (Y/n) to be married to a wet sack like Tomioka-san.”

“Tch sounds to me like ya knocked her up, to get that ring.”

“Sanemi!”

“Please everyone. Do not disrespect (Y/n)-sama.”

“S-sorry Tomioka.”

“...”

“Hah, but if that…requirement hasn’t been met then…if another did it’d surely nullify any other petty engagement…Right?”

“...”

“...”

“If any of you try anything I will decapitate you as I do demons. Don’t. Try. It.”

“Whoa so scary, Tomioka-san! Too bad no one was listening.”

It’ll be a collective effort to protect your engagement

It’d be even more interesting when the hashira soon realize just how determined you are to have your freedom

“My Papa let me choose. He promises to let me be free. I will not have any of you get in my way!”