#giyuu drabble

[2-dsimp]

You horny bastard (me, I'm the horny bastard)

NSFW MDNI! Speaking of horny bastards

Imagine having a pathetic man who’s never felt the touch of anything other than his own hand. Practically foaming at the mouth and simpering underneath your touch. You hadn’t done much to him but he’s already too far gone only responding to “good boy” And suddenly right after the golden words left your lips. Your face and hand are sullied with ropes of his thick ejaculate. His pitiful swollen shaft is still twitching at attention, since he is a needy thing. That requires your utmost care and attention.

A/n: Had a thought after rewatching some of my anime favs and having brainrot about my main 2 bois who’d fit this bill.

[nobodyifyouwannaknow]

I was rewatching demon slayer not long ago and I decided to draw my favorite boy <333. (Sorry for the bad light and I found the pose on pinterest lol)

[xxsabitoxx]

Competition | 15k Special

Sanemi x Giyu x AFAB Reader

Warnings: MxMxF threesome, pussy eating, raw fucking, 69-ing, 69-ing while fucking, come eating, creampies, squirting, the usual

A/N: Alright here's the first 15k 3sum special! Up next is Sato/Sugu~

Word Count: 2.8k

You weren’t sure how you ended up in the position you were in now, but you were fairly certain it wasn’t your fault. Though, the two men you were pressed between would likely beg to differ.  Drinks with the two men turned into talking, which turned into flirting, which also turned into bitching with one another before finally you were dragged back to Sanemi’s home. Something about settling “who's better” once and for all. “Oh fuck…” Your head fell back against a muscular shoulder as the man situated between your thighs brought you your third orgasm. 

“Giyu… please e-ease up!” you gasped, hips bucking upwards and into his face rather than away from it. He didn’t answer of course, mouth far too preoccupied with lapping at your cunt. “Don’t stop, Tomioka. I want her to be nice and sloppy when I impale her on my dick.” You gasped, nails digging roughly into the muscular thighs that caged you. It was a dead lock position, you couldn’t get away from either man if you wanted to… not that you would want to in the first place. 

Your back was pressed snuggly to Sanemi’s front, his arms wrapped around you just under your armpits, toying with your breasts every so often but he was too enthralled watching Giyu eat you out. Sanemi’s legs caged you in, pressing to your hips tightly while Giyu had your legs thrown over his shoulders. He had been settled between your legs for who knows how long now, nipping, sucking, and licking your cunt until you couldn’t see straight.

“Sanemi please, do something to me.” You whined, nearly delirious from the pleasure Giyu was providing you. The white haired man, who had been so damn cocky, was leaving you hanging because of how much he enjoyed seeing Giyu eat your pussy like it was his last meal. “Do something to you? Huh, Tomioka mustn't be doing a good job if you’re still thinking about me.” He drawled proudly, calloused fingers rising to roll your perked nipples between them.

You yelped, hips bucking into Giyu’s face as he continued to lap up every drip of arousal that you offered. It only took a second for his hands to find your abdomen, pushing you down and forcing you back into submission without saying a single word. “Fuck almighty…” Sanemi sneered, watching as Giyu’s nails dug into your thighs to keep you still. “...I bet I could fuck you stupid right now, sweetheart, and he’d still have his head buried down there… pussy drunk bastard.” 

Sanemi couldn’t deny the way his cock was twitching, pressed snuggly to the warmth of your back and getting some friction each time your hips bucked upwards. Still, it wasn’t enough, especially when Giyu was slurping and grunting so loudly he was making him believe your pussy was a five course meal. Nothing seemed to deter the ravenette between your thighs, not even Sanemi’s typical smart ass remarks. “Giyu.. fuck you’re gonna make me cum again…” 

He only grunted, blue eyes flickering up to meet yours. The look on your face was enough to have Giyu rutting his hips into the mattress, trying to alleviate some of the pressure that was throbbing dully between his thighs. Giyu’s eyes met Sanemi’s next, a look of fucked-out bliss passing over his navy irises, as if taunting Sanemi. The other man didn’t really appreciate that, the spike in his annoyance manifesting physically as he kneaded your breasts. 

You cried out, the added stimulation throwing you over the edge for a fourth time as your thighs quivered. You could feel it now, how wet the sheets were just below where your ass pressed into them. Drool mixed with arousal created quite the unfortunate mess, though none of you really seemed to mind it. “Alright, fucking ease up you prick.” Sanemi scolded Giyu as tears began to leak out of your eyes, far too gone to actually say it for yourself. Giyu finally gave in, parting from your cunt with a shiny mouth and chin. 

Giyu pushed up, surveying the damage to the sheets as Sanemi manoeuvred himself out from behind you. “Don’t even think about it.” Sanemi practically growled as Giyu moved to crawl over you, eyes meeting in a heated stare as if he couldn’t believe Sanemi thought he could order him around. “I just made her cum four times, Shinazugawa. I don’t think you have any room to talk.” Sanemi huffed out an unamused laugh, grabbing a fistful of Giyu’s hair before roughly yanking. 

“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking too like that, Tomioka?” You watched them, holding yourself up on your elbows as both men stared at each other. Their faces were inches apart, despite the position he was in, Giyu still looked pretty defiant. “I’m talking to you, Shinazugawa. Once you make her cum four times, you can try and act like we’re equals.” He spat, not backing down as Sanemi gripped his hair a little tighter. Instead of saying something in return, Sanemi smashed his lips to Giyu’s. You gasped, watching as Sanemi’s tongue pushed past Giyu’s lips. 

Before Giyu even got a chance to properly respond, Sanemi was pulling away. “She tastes fucking sweet and you were hogging her.” Giyu only smirked, one that faded quickly when Sanemi pushed him away. “It’s your turn to sit and fucking watch.” Giyu couldn’t fight that, moving to the other side of the bed to give Sanemi plenty of space for whatever it is he wanted to do. He stood at the side of the mattress, smiling gently at you. “Do you think you could get on your hands and knees in front of me, honey?” The nickname made you squirm, nodding to do as he asked. 

You crawled across the mattress, turning yourself to face Giyu as you got on your hands and knees. Sanemi smirked, uttering a soft “good girl” as he lined himself up with your entrance. “Tomioka made a fucking mess of you, I can go right in.” You whined out a yes, not interested in anymore foreplay when your cunt was practically throbbing with the need to be filled. You had prepared yourself for him to be rough, instead, he pressed into you slowly. 

You moaned as the dull head of his cock impaled itself in your cunt, pushing further until you enveloped it completely. He stayed still, panting softly as your walls suctioned and spasmed around the little bit of him that was inside. Giyu had to admit that Sanemi had far more self control than him, he wouldn’t have been able to hold himself back if the roles were reversed. Sanemi gave you another second before pushing more of himself in, watching you pull at the sheets until they were taut under your grasp. “Good, you’re doing so good.” 

It didn’t hurt, Giyu had truly made a mess of you, it was too wet between your thighs to hurt. There was, however, the familiar stretch, an achy feeling as Sanemi pushed more of himself inside of you. “Oh…” you whined, unable to stop your hips from jerking away from him. “Don’t try to run from me, sweetheart.” He cooed, pulling you back to him with one swift motion. It pulled the air from your lungs, pleasure ebbing through your veins as he pushed himself inside. 

Inch by inch, Sanemi could feel everything, the way your cunt clenched tightly around him before trying to push him back out, if you weren’t suffocating him so tightly, he would have chuckled. “Fuck… yeah you wouldn’t have lasted five seconds inside of her, Tomioka.” He wanted to sound cocky but his voice came out strained, forehead creasing as he bottomed out. “You sure about that, Shinazugawa? You look like you’re seconds away from blowing your load.”

Sanemi tilted his head just a bit, eyes roaming over the way Giyu was gripping his cock tightly. He would have made a remark about the way Giyu’s precum was already leaking over his fist if you didn’t clench around him.All he could muster was a quiet groan of “fuck off” as he tried to calm his breathing and not make a fool of himself by coming too fast. You, on the other hand, couldn’t seem to wait as you started to try and fuck yourself on him.

 It took a fraction of a second for Sanemi’s hands to find your hips, gripping them so tightly to keep you from moving that it genuinely hurt. “Oh fuck…” you hissed, relishing in the pain as your walls squeezed him tightly. “S-shit sorry I did-ha-didn’t mean to.” he let go almost immediately, shaky hands rubbing the skin he had hurt tenderly. You relaxed, head pressing into the mattress lazily as a shiver passed over you. “Mmm s’alright.” you slurred softly, any ounce of resistance or burn was gone, all that was left was throbbing need. 

“I need you to move, Nemi.” You couldn’t get his whole name out, settling for the cuter nickname instead. A low gasp left him, the self restraint he had was wearing dangerously thin. “You sure?” he choked out, hips already drawing back slightly before rocking back into you. You nodded, moaning out a quiet “please” as he took the initiative and started rutting into you, head falling back as he relished in the drag of his cock through your velvety walls. Giyu watched, lips parted as his fist started moving up and down his length in time with Sanemi’s thrusts. 

You didn’t have the strength to keep your head up, letting it fall forward, dangling a bit as you looked down your own body to see Sanemi’s hips meeting your own. His thrusts were deep and fast, making your breast jiggle each time your bodies made contact. “Tomioka, quit fucking your fist and make yourself useful.” That caught your attention, head lifting slightly to look at the man sitting by the headboard. “Useful?” he gasped out, squeezing his length tightly as you moaned.

“Yeah, useful.” Sanemi held his gaze, eyes flickering down to your cunt and back up at Giyu, hips stuttering as he nodded his head a bit. Giyu seemed to catch on, letting himself go to crawl forward. “You want me to…?” He questioned softly, face heating up as slick squelches started to sound each time Sanemi’s hips met your ass. “Don’t make me–ha–spell it out for you.” Giyu could see his lip tremble as he bottomed out again, hips rolling into you slowly now. 

Giyu pulled his attention away from the other man, eyes meeting yours with a lazy grin. “Do you think you have the strength to hold yourself up for a second, baby?” You whined at the name, walls squeezing around Sanemi’s cock. “Oh? She liked that, Tomioka.” Sanemi’s hands held your hips a little tighter, supporting you more as you forced your head upwards “Go ahead.” you smiled at Giyu, butterflies whirling around your stomach as he moved to lay beneath you. You shivered as he bent down, kissing you quickly before eyeing Sanemi. 

You sunk your teeth into your cheek, Sanemi had sheathed himself completely inside of you, watching as Giyu got himself comfortable under your body. Giyu’s breath fanned across your abdomen, earning a shiver as he pushed himself a little more. You knew he was there when his hair tickled your inner thighs. If it weren’t for Sanemi being buried deep inside of you, your thighs would have tried to close. “Fuck… Sanemi start moving.” Giyu breathed out, shocking Sanemi a bit by using his first name. He listened regardless. 

The quick thrusts of Sanemi’s hips grounded you in reality, head turning downward. Giyus cock was inches from your face, tip flushed pink with precum oozing from it. “Ah fuck…” You let your arms relax a bit, weight shifting to lay on Giyu as his hands found your waist. You took the chance, lowering your head to lick along his shaft. Giyu’s mind went blank the moment he felt your tongue, stuttering just a bit as you wrapped your puffy lips around his irritated tip. 

He started placing open mouth kisses along your cunt, brain melting with each pass of your tongue over his slit. Sanemi’s pace had faltered, eyes watching eagerly as you started to go down on Giyu, all the while he was maybe a little too aware of Giyu’s head below him. Giyu’s tongue managed to continue lavishing your clit even as Sanemi held your hips, rutting into you at a new brutal pace. You felt your eyes crossing, squeezing them shut as you moaned around Giyu’s cock

Drool was seeping down your chin, covering his shaft and public bone with your shiny saliva. You lowered your head further, trying to ignore the build up in your gut as you took over half of his length in your mouth. Giyu’s moan vibrated against your cunt, earning a shrill whine from you as your walls clamped down around Sanemi’s cock. He cursed loudly, hips stuttering in their pace because you made it impossible to move for a moment. 

“Gonna fucking cum, aren’t you?” Sanemi’s words were directed at both of you, even though he knew both of your mouths were too preoccupied to even respond. You swallowed around Giyu, earning a strangled cry against your cunt as you felt him start twitching. Reaching forward, you gently cupped his balls, warm and heavy in your hands. For a moment, Giyu swore tears were burning his eyes as the pleasure he felt only intensified. Your mouth was suffocatingly warm, the silky-soft touch of your tongue was almost too much for him. 

And then you went and cupped his balls, massaging them gingerly until his hips were bucking up into you. The sound of your gag was enough to make Sanemi curse, hands gripping you tightly as he pounded into you with such force that your thighs and ass recoiled harshly. Everything was too much, not only for you but for Giyu and Sanemi as well. It took a fraction of a second for Giyu to lose it, cum spilling down your throat in hot, sticky ropes. You flinched, throat relaxing to keep yourself from gagging again as you worked him through his orgasm. 

 The sounds he was making continued to vibrate you. Your own orgasm built up until the dam finally broke, a strangled cry leaving your lips as your head tossed back, letting go of Giyu’s cock in the process. Both men were covered in your release, sticky and wet from the gush of fluid that left you. You cried out, tears streaking your cheeks as Sanemi’s hips thrusted into you, chasing his own release. You couldn’t breath as Giyu’s hands reached under you, pushing on your abdomen, feeling the way Sanemi’s cock dragged in and out of your slippery cunt. 

That was enough for Sanemi, his head falling forward as a silent cry left his lips. Your arms had long since given out, head now resting on Giyu’s thigh as Sanemi pumped you full of his own release. The room was quiet now, full of ragged breathing as you tried to lift yourself enough for Giyu to get out from under you. “Fuck almighty.” Sanemi choked at the sight of Giyu’s ruined appearance. The man was covered in your release, hair and all. You turned your head the best you could to see him, face turning molten hot as you realized what you had done to him. 

“Oh fuck Giyu I’m so sorry…” you tried to move but Sanemi’s hands kept you in place. He wasn’t ready to let you move yet, not even as he was softening instead of you. “Don’t be sorry.” Giyu’s face was bright red, lips swollen from everything he had done to you. “… I kinda like it.” That revelation had all of you looking away from one another. “If that’s the case… I want to try it out for myself.” Sanemi stated boldly, eyes still trailing over Giyu before switching to look at you. 

“You think you could last another round, sweetheart? I wanna try out Tomioka’s position.” All you could do was give a feeble nod, that same throbbing desire building in your gut as you felt Sanemi hardening within you again. He pulled out, creamy release following him. “You really made a mess.” it was an off hand comment as he eyes the shiny ring around his base. “Like you don’t fucking like it sloppy, Shinazugawa.” Giyu snorted, trying his best to not let you know his legs were feeling weak after everything you just did. 

“Woah wait…” you started, sitting on your knees to look back over your shoulder at the two of them. “Don’t I need to tell you who was better? Isn’t that why we ended up here in the first place?” You just wanted to tease them, watching as both men shared a glance. “We’ll worry about that another day, for now just let us fuck you.” Sanemi groaned, moving onto the mattress and nearly collapsing. “Nah…” You chuckled “I think it’s safe to say I am the better one.” Considering both men were feeling like their legs were made of jelly, you were likely right. 

[ponderingmoonlight]

Falling for Giyu (literally)

Giyu: "Oh hello (y/n), I didn't expect you here."

(y/n): *Stumbling over a branch and tripping, leaving her knees completely torn open, bleeding and her ankle broken*

(y/n): *desperately trying not to cry* "Oh, hi Giyu! I'm so glad...to see you here!"

Giyu: *instantly rushing to (y/n)'s side with deep worry lines covering his face* "(y/n), did you just break your ankle? Let me help you-"

(y/n): "No no, it's fine! I never felt better!"

Giyu: "You're crying."

(y/n): *Sniffing* "Those are tears of joy."

[thezeninclan]

suddenly telling them you’re in the mood ft. the hashira

TENGEN turned to look at you the moment you entered the room, sliding the paper door shut behind you. it was as though the sound hashira could sense what you were going to say, for by the time you came to sit beside him, neatly folding your legs beneath you, your head turned away from him so that he couldn't see the flush on your cheeks, there was already a smug little smile upon his face.

he turned to face you, leaning his hand against his hand, appearing almost bored as he peered at you through his uncovered eye. you sat so close to him that you could feel the heat rolling off his body, practically able to feel the smugness exuded from him in waves. his full attention was on you, though he refused to speak first, and you knew he could hear the hammering of your heartbeat, the way your stomach tightened, the way you bit at your bottom lip. "tengen-sama-" you breathed, steeling yourself for what you wanted to say next. "I want you."

in a flash you were on your back on the tatami, his thickly muscled arms bracketing your head, his lips and nose nuzzling at your jaw. he grinned at you, rakish and carnal. "why didn't you say that earlier."

MITSURI goes pink as the hair that frames her pretty face as she turns to look at you, her green eyes wide and startled as a deer. she always flustered easily, but nobody could make her do so like you could. "d-did you say-" she started, waving her hands in front of her face. you could practically see the steam rising from the top of her head. "I don't- I-I mean I do, but did you say that you-"

you decided to put her out of her misery, slipping your hand into hers and whisking her to you. you press a kiss to her soft cheek, feeling the warmth of her blush burnish against your lips. "kanroji-" you whisper softly, feeling the way she gasps softly at the utterance of her name, just as she did every time you spoke it. "I want you." you whisper softly, pressing another kiss to the center of her brow, your arms winding around her back to pull her flush against you.

she takes a deep breath, steeling herself, before she takes your hand and pulls you to her, her body soft and pliant against yours. "I want you too."

IGURO is almost inscrutable, turning to look at you as though you had just asked him some outlandish question, and you almost feel embarrassed, making to turn back around and pretend you had never said anything, when there's a flash of black and in a lightning quick movement he's at his feet. he pulls you against him with enough force to knock you off your center of gravity, so that your body sinks against his.

he's warm, hot, his skin practically steaming against yours as he holds you against him, your soft form against the pillar of firm muscle and lithe sinew that is the serpent hashira. he peppers your skin with fervent kisses, hands wandering to tease at your hips, your thighs, your waist. "p-please." you whimper, fingertips skimming over the bandages he usually wore around his mouth. "I want to feel you." Iguro smirks then, pulling down the bandages so that he could slot his warm mouth against yours, making you melt.

he grins down at you, looking at you with those mismatched eyes you so long fell in love with. "how could I resist, when you ask me so sweetly?"

SANEMI gave you a hard, impenetrable look, and for a moment he looked so stern that you feared you had made a mistake. but as the seconds slipped away you could see the pink coloring his face, the way his wild eyes had widened and darkened, and before you could even prepare yourself for an attack you were on your back, caged in by a massive body above you. his arms bracketed your head, all rippling muscle and scarred skin, the roughness of his body juxtaposed by the gentleness of the calloused hand that rose to brush the hair back from your brow.

sanemi didn't say anything- he didn't need to, for the hardness he pressed against you as he parted your legs told you everything that you needed to know.

SHINOBU is inscrutable as she turns in her chair to face you, the potions and medicines she had been tinkering with suddenly abandoned. "what did you say?" she asks, and your face colors with a blush. a polite smile is etched across her face, but her eyes are alight with a bright, mischievous evil that has you squirming in your seat as you imagine all the ways she could tease and torture you.

"come." she beckons with a hand. "sit with me." you sit at her side, feeling the way she leans into you softly, as small and light as the butterfly from which she gets her name, and when a moment passes and her lips are on yours, you too can feel butterflies.

you had been working up the nerve to tell RENGOKU how you felt for the past hour, twisting your fingers, biting at the inside of your cheek with nervousness. the two of you had been sitting together in quiet companionship for the past few hours, rengoku polishing the grip and handle of his sword and you working at finishing the charcoal painting you had started the previous day. the sun had set with a golden kiss, sleep niggling at your mind, and without further delay or further stifled yawns, you excused yourself to change into your sleeping robes. changing into your yogi had been easy, the soft fabric sliding onto your fatigued body easily, and when you had padded back to the bedroom you shared, you had stopped short, pausing at the door to the chamber your husband still sat in.

you had changed into your yogi boldly, knowing that he knew that the garment was large enough for the both of you— and that you were wearing nothing beneath it. he turned to look at you as you slid open the tatami door, his eyes full of love and tenderness as you entered, his hand coming to a stop on the hilt of his sword as he took in the rest of your appearance. the lapels of your yogi had parted as you walked, and you hadn't bothered to close them again, leaving the front of your body bare and glowing in the candlelight.

"you look beautiful." kyōjurō said, staring up at you in awe, turning his body so he could kneel at your feet. a callused finger rose to trace over the skin of your bare ankle, watching in rapture as you shivered. "I can't believe you're mine." he breathed.

In a flash of orange and red you were in his arms, feeling the way his muscled body pinned you to the ground. "I am." you breathed, feeling his lips trace the column of your throat. "I'm yours."

GIYU was stoic, calm, silent— so silent that for a moment you were unsure if he had even heard you. you felt silly, cheeks flushing a darker red than they had been when you had first approached the tatami door to his study, having built up your courage to call out to your husband. your hand faltered as you made to slide the door shut once more, hoping to pretend that nothing had ever happened.

"stop." he said, his voice making you startle, the hand you pressed to the door halting. he had been so silent that you hadn't even noticed he had risen from his seat and had come to kneel in front of you until his hand pressed to your cheek, his thumb gently tracing your bottom lip. he knocked you off balance easily, pulling you into his arms with the smooth firmness of a breaking wave. his body was so firm against yours, and as you sank into him it was as though two pieces of a puzzle were meeting, the match of muscle and firm sinew meeting soft curves.

"I want you too." he said, his voice as soft as an exhaled breath, and when you looked at him you could see there was a small smile playing over his lips. "I always want you."

you know GYOMEI can feel you as you approach, sensing the way your feet fall against the earth, the way your breath fans out into the cool wind, the way the air parts as you move through the space, so he has no need to jump when you lay your hand upon his shoulder. "himejima." you breathe softly, kneeling at his side and pressing yourself to him. he has been out training for hours, from dawn to dusk, and the night has brought with it a cold chill that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand on end.

"come inside." you bid, sliding your fingers between his. he's removed his shirt, likely from the icy soak of the waterfall, and you can see the beads of sweat dancing across his muscular chest. "it's cold tonight." you coo. he turns his head to accept the kiss you place upon his cheek, a big hand sliding down your hip. "gyo-" you whisper, feeling his palms cupping at your ass. "I need some warming up."

[sluttysanemi]

﹒⌗﹒🦇﹒౨ৎ˚₊‧

GIYUU TOMIOKA

a/n: i'm over here stroking my dick I got lotion on my dick right now I'm just stroking my shit I'm horny as fuck man

c/w: panty sniffing. giyuu’s a degenerate. masturbation !

He’s repulsive.

So depraved, he muses.

His fingers curled to your undergarments, held unsteadily to his nose. He relishes the silken fabric beneath his digits. A sense of opulence, the velvety texture nearly begs for his hands.

He cautiously inhaled the fragrance of the linen. The delicate fragrance drove a surge of dopamine across his spine. A pleasurable breath slips through his lips. His eyes close, relishing the experience. He embraces the sense of serenity that submerged in him.

Giyuu’s open palm gradually shifts to his trousers as he feels his shaft straining against his briefs. His fingers diligently slide beneath the fabric and curl to his thick cock. He feels his veins quiver beneath his fingertips. Slowly gliding, establishing his rhythm and breathes in once more.

A pitiful wail escaped from his throat, as a further gust of thrill swept over his body. He felt his fingertips gradually grow adhesive with pre, as it brushes against the protruding tip of his erection.

His hips were inattentively bucking, his head cluttered with aberrant thoughts of you. He envisioned himself pushing between the warmth of your thighs rather than the dull surface of his hand.

More. He was sorely wanting more.

His breathing grows heavy, his fingers quicken. He suffocates in your sensual perfume, drowning in his perverse notions.

He was vile. He knew it.

But he was too consumed with his filthy delights to care.

[dreaisgrayte]

Demon Slayer Masterlist

❁ = NSFW MDNI

First Kisses with the Hashira

Ideal Weddings with the Hashira

❁Lessons of Lust | Sanemi Shinazugawa and Kyojuro Rengoku x fem!reader

Reader becomes a demon during battle (request)

❁Hot and Tasty | Kyojuro Rengoku

Temptress | Kyojuro Rengoku

Topaz and Garnet Teaser | Prince Kyojuro

❁I See All | Kyojuro Rengoku

Pact | Kyojuro Rengoku

❁ “Just Friends” Full Fic | Kyojuro Rengoku

❁Sub!Kyojuro x fem!reader

❁ReHEARsal | Sanemi Shinazugawa

❁Camp Maple | Sanemi Shinazugawa

Behind me | Gyomei Himejima

Under the Goddess’ Veil Teaser {reworking}

❁Mister Moonlight | Giyu Tomioka

❁Get some ACTION | Giyuu Tomioka’s version

❁Hannya Mist | Giyu Tomioka x demon fem!reader

❁Moonlit Monsters | Muzan x FEM!reader

❁Half Blood | Muzan Kibutsuji x fem!reader

❁Off the Record | Muzan Kibutsuji x fem!reader

❁Fluttering Fluster | Demon Akaza

❁A Secret Technique | Mitsuri Kanroji

❁The Best Friend Bet | Mitsuri and Obanai x Reader

Love Bite | Chapter One

[sanemistar]

giyuu hardly ever opens up and shows emotions to anyone. but after becoming your boyfriend, he slowly begins to reveal himself more, he’s able to express himself more clearly, and he starts smiling more often. so you’re not stranger to his smile, you love and cherish it so much. but when you hear his laugh for the very first time, and it’s because of something so silly you’ve done without even noticing, that’s a different story. you think it’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard, and it still rings quite vividly in your ears, as if it’s a melody on replay. you can’t get enough of it, and now you start doing and saying silly things more often because you want to make giyuu laugh more and more, so that you can get to hear it for as many times as possible.

[demonsslayersstuff]

I Love You (Giyuu Tomioka x Reader)

Description: The five times Giyuu almost says he loves you and the one time he finally does. Giyuu and reader are already in a relationship, but y’all haven’t reached this milestone yet. (Had to add little cameos from the other Hashira)

Warnings: Mostly fluff, some angst, mentions of injury, some slightly suggestive content (nothing too detailed). Gender neutral reader.

A/N: It’s been a hot second since I’ve done a Demon Slayer Drabble, sorry about that! I have a lot going on, so I really haven’t had to the time to write like I use to. Anyway I plan on doing JJK next. Thanks for the support 😊!

The First Time:

It’s a cloudless night when Giyuu Tomioka almost lets those three words slip out of his mouth. The two of you were returning to your respective homes after being out on a surprisingly easy mission. The stars were littered across the sky, glistening against the vast expanse of darkness. “Isn’t it beautiful?”, you ask quietly, taking a moment to look up, eyes watching the sky, mesmerized by the sight. “Sure”, the Water Hashira mumbles, but he wasn’t looking up at the sky, his ocean blue eyes were too focused on your own figure to care about the sky. Giyuu feels his heart rate pick up as he continues to look at your face and he swears that not even the shining rays of the moon’s soft light could compare to your beauty. “Y/N I lo-“, Giyuu starts, but is quickly interrupting by the cawing of your crow. “Meeting summons”, the dark feather bird calls out before flittering away. “Damn”, you mutter, before turning to look at him. “Sorry Giyuu, did you have something to say?”, you ask him. Giyuu shakes his head, the timing wasn’t right. “Don’t worry about it. You should probably get going”, he tells you. You give him a soft smile and a gentle squeeze on his arm, before you change direction, now heading towards the master’s house. Giyuu watches your receding figure wondering how he was going to tell you about his feelings.

The Second Time:

The cold wind whipped around the two of you bitterly as you walked along the snowy path. Giyuu shivers, pulling the scarf around his neck tighter as he trudged along the trail. Only you would want to go into town today, he thinks to himself. “You ok?”, you call, turning to look at the Water Hashira’s nearly frozen face. “You owe me a cup of steaming tea”, he responds gruffly. “Don’t worry we are almost there!”, you tell him happily. And soon enough Giyuu finds himself seated next to you in a small tea shop as he watches you pour his favorite tea into the ceramic mugs, handing him one when you were finished. Giyuu sighs as the hot liquid runs down his throat, it blossoming into the type of warmth that spreads throughout the body. “Now, wasn’t this worth it?”, you ask him coyly, before softly leaning against him, causing his cheeks to blush. Giyuu looks down at your smiling face, chuckling himself at your wagging eyebrows. It’s in this moment that Giyuu so desperately wants to tell you how his feels, but just as he opens his mouth, he hears the tea shop door slide open and that’s when he is reminded of the publicness of where he was. Not the right place, Giyuu thinks for a moment. So he covers it up, “You’re right, this was worth it”, he says, bringing his mug back up to his lips an easy silence falling between the two of you.

The Third Time:

Giyuu sighs as he feels your lips brush against his. He could smell and taste the faintness scent of green tea as the kiss deepens. “Giyuu”, you murmur as his hand tightens on your waist. “Hmmmm?”, he breathes out, pulling slightly away from your lips, the distance still close enough for your noses to touch against each other. “I want you”, you tell him, voice thick with desire. You watch as his blue eyes snap open, looking into yours carefully. “Are you sure?”, Giyuu asks quietly, heart racing as he continues to look at you. You nod your head slightly, hands moving slowly down his chest, resting on the buttons of his Corps uniform. “Y/N before we do this, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you”, Giyuu begins, a slight edge in his tone. “Tell me”, you say, looking at him carefully. But before he has a chance, a loud pounding on the door brings the two of you back to reality. “Oi! Tomioka! Where the fuck are you? We were supposed to start sparing five minutes ago”, the Wind Hashira shouts from behind the other side of the door. You note the guilt stricken face that was now on display across your partner’s features. “It’s ok, Giyuu, another time”, you quickly respond, pulling yourself out of his embrace. “Y/N-“, he starts. “I can you hear you in there! Let’s go!”, Shinazugawa shouts again. “Go, before Shinazugawa destroys the front door”, you tell him with a chuckle. Giyuu sighs before moving to grab his sword. With one last look in your direction, he heads out, mentally preparing himself for the harsh words the Wind Hashira would shout his way.

The Fourth Time:

The two of you were out on an afternoon stroll when Giyuu thought he’d finally found the right time to express his true feelings. Spring was fast approaching and you had practically begged and pleaded with Giyuu to see the blooming cherry blossom trees. As his eyes followed your giddy figure, he was happy that he’d come here with you. The delicate pink leaves swayed with gentle breeze, a few of petals already falling around you like a light dribble of rain. He continued to watch quietly as you danced through the garden, enamored with your beauty. “Y/N”, Giyuu called out, not wanting to lose this opportunity. You pause your movements, turning to look at him. “Listen, I’ve wanted to tell you this for a while, but things keep popping up”, the Water Hashira starts. “I’m listening”, you responded giving a soft smile of encouragement. But before he’s able to say those three words, “Oh my! Y/N-san! Giyuu-san!”, rang out from across the garden. Giyuu sighs internally, the opportunity slipping through his fingers. If the Love Hashira had come alone, he would have thrown caution to the wind. But close to her side was Obanai and he was not about to let the Snake Hashira be present to his confession. “Fancy bumping into you two”, you respond with a light laugh as the two approach, though deep down your own disappointment had grown. You’d wanted to be alone with Giyuu. “Were you two out taking a stroll to see the Cherry Blossoms?” Mitsuri asked. You nod your head. “How cute! Do you mind if we join you?”, she asks with excitement. You look at Giyuu, but not wanting to be rude, he shook his head with approval. “Of course”, you tell Mitsuri. With a happy shriek, she grabs your arm and pulls you along the path, leaning Giyuu and Obanai to trail behind silently. Some other time, Giyuu thinks as he watches you have an animated conversation with Mitsuri, knowing he needed to do it sooner than later.

The Fifth Time:

Red, that’s all Giyuu can see at the moment. The color coats your chest, the floor, the tissue and gauze that is currently being packed on top of you. Giyuu’s body runs cold, unsure of what to do, unsure of how to process this. He hadn't even been able to tell you that he loved you. He hadn’t-, “Wait”, Giyuu nearly screams. He’s ignored by the various people around you, working hard to keep you alive. Giyuu approaches the scene, tears gathering in his eyes. “I didn’t even get to tell them I love them”, he shouts, moving to grasp for your hand. He’s quickly pulled back. “No please! I didn’t get to say I love you”, he shouts again. He’s tries to push away from the iron tight grip. “Please!”, Giyuu screams an agony. He’d lost his sister, he’s best friend, and now he was about to lose you. “Tomioka, let Shinobu do her work”, Tengen says loudly, continuing to pull him away from you. “Don’t give up hope”, he continues. As Tengen pulls him from the room, Giyuu slumps to his knees, the grief consuming him. “I didn’t get to say I love you”, he cries as the door gets pulled shut.

When it finally happens:

Giyuu sits next to your bed in a constant vigil. Tired eyes never leaving your figure. It was by some miracle that Shinobu had managed to save you. But she did and you were very much part of the living world. When you did finally stir, eyes barely open, does Giyuu grab you hand tightly. “Can you hear me?”, he asks in a rushed tone. You slowly nod your head, eyes locking onto his deep blue ones. “I love you. I’m sorry I didn’t say it sooner. But fuck, I love you”, Giyuu says, words slipping out so quickly that you almost didn’t hear it, but you did. “I love you too”, you mumble, words barely audible. You weakly pull Giyuu towards you, arm wrapped around his neck as he buries his face into your own. “I love you”, you say again. The two of you stay like that for a long time, both comforting each other in this time of need.

[yuki2sksksk]

I kinda wish the Hashira Training arc was longer, so I have an idea to be put during this arc so:

Tanjirou returning back to his hometown and house in request of Oyakata to find clues about Nezuko's resistance against the sun.

With Tamayo's note about Nezuko's growth and constant cells mutation, Tanjirou heads back to his home in hope that any clues he finds can help contribute to the corps. This small mission is also to ensure that any information could be taken and hidden first in case Muzan ever returns back to the Kamado's residence for clues as well.

Tanjirou is accompanied by Kanao and Giyuu. Kanao is there with some information of plants and herbs that may be helpful, and also to be Shinobu's second eyes since the Insect Hashira isn't able to tag along. Giyuu provides extra protection, again, in case Muzan sends any demons there despite the lack of demonic activities.

The young Kamado relishes the experience of returning back to his hometown, and the residents are more than happy to welcome home back with smiles and teary eyes. Although there's a bit of a misunderstanding upon seeing Giyuu, who was once suspected to be the suspect of the Kamado's family death.

The trio arrive at Kamado's residence, and they pay respects and prayers to the graves first before looking around.

Tanjirou has some nostalgic moments as he gazes upon his home, his heart swells with pain. Some tankana bonding moments of Kanao asking about how his life was and her smiling wistfully at the thought of such a warm family. The young slayers get even more determined to defeat demons.

They find nothing in the house but Giyuu spots wilting horsetail weed around the area. Kanao inspects in and takes note of the subtle differences in the petals, the colours, the stems, etc etc. She collects some samples to be taken back. The trio do more inspections but find nothing. They leave before nightfall, advising the town people to stay away from the mountain area in case Muzan gets there or anything.

On the way back, Tanjirou tells stories of his childhood memories. One in particular about the time his mother made him and Nezuko a soup when they were sick.

Kanao returns to the Butterfly estate and sets the plants in small pots, stationing them in Shinobu's office, before returning to training.

Shinobu, workaholics and couldn't count the last time she took a proper sleep, is about to inspect the plants according to Kanao's report. The sun is peeking barely behind the mountains, the day is bright,

and in the pots are blooming blue Spider Lilies.

[xxlady-lunaxx]

sanemi never thought he could ever want someone so badly. he would kill to press his lips against giyuu’s, he would live every life if he got to see giyuu in each of them. he was on his knees, praying, wishing, hoping that he might just be enough for giyuu, might have a chance. he took back every time he teased obanai for his infatuation with mitsuri. he understood much more than he wished. this adoration — this pure, torturous want to be the one giyuu loved, to be the one in giyuu’s arms, to be anything for him because somehow, in some way, giyuu was everything for sanemi. he desperately needed him. he needed to be someone important in giyuu’s life. he needed to be in giyuu’s life. just giyuu and sanemi and nobody else.

[nyancat11122]

NSFW WARNING!! demon slayer men oral hcs, ft Giyuu and Sanemi

no warnings really apply besides shitty writing enjoy

Sanemi (giving)

You know this man loves a good creampie

Will get a taste of it afterwards when ur already beat after the first two rounds 

Loves tasting his and yours release mixed (it does things to him)

Literally does not gaf whether there hair or not hes eating it anyway

Honestly everything tastes good to him

(not that related but loves to spit on it too)

Feral for thighs crushing his neck even though hes more of an ass guy

Groaning against you like its his final meal

Sanemi (receiving)

Keeps it trimmed and groomed

Delicious happy trail that comes up a little bit above his belt

WILL be moaning and groaning

Real men aint afraid to keep quiet

Prefers to be sitting for it as he's pretty tall and doesnt wanna keep in any uncomfy positions

Prefers no eye contact (as much as he loves it, he thinks the faces he makes are vulnerable so be nice) 

Has a preference for receiving

(doesnt mean hes not up to go down on you whenever)

Giyuu (giving)

Literally his favorite thing to do

no im not kidding this is basically foreplay to him

Likes it even more after particularly long missions either from you or him 

Will always put ur pleasure first

Takes his time for the most part

Chin and corners of his mouth will literally be glistening (we all know hes not the water hashira for no reason, cmon now..) 

Praising u inbetween as if u can hear him 

Genuine master with his fingers even if they are thinner than shinazugawas and uzuis u will be coming all over them

Will have it in any position 

Isnt foreign to rainbow kissing…

Giyuu (receiving) 

Doesnt like it as much as giving

Pretty quiet besides a few grunts and sighs here and there

Will be pretty gentle with your hair, kneading through it.

This man doesnt feel like he deserves it from your beautiful soul so he’ll praise you the whole time 😭

He doesnt remember the last time he shaved. Doesnt want to, and doesnt think he needs to. 

Keeps it pretty clean despite the strands of hair in your mouth afterwards. 

He really just has a preference for your pleasure 

Might actually thank you afterwards (we love our awkward man) 

Will always return the favour if he hasnt already

[introloves]

I would like to head more of these Giyuu's thoughts if that wouldn't be too much to ask

of course !! another thought is him coming to you, already a little snappy because he’s been so pent up- and he hates that he can’t put a word to his emotions?

he’s methodical, quiet, thinks but rarely acts out on his actions, and most of all composed. you’ve turned all of that around on its head. and you’re not even doing anything! not outwardly, not without your intentions so beautifully hidden that it’s left him starstruck and lost.

it’s not his fault that he comes with an attitude, brows furrowed and his cock throbbing in the confines of his uniform. tactfully pressed the head of it against the belt of his wear.

quiet like he normally is, but his hands hidden in his haori and tensed up into a ball if you so much as look in his direction. later removes himself from you completely when he snaps out instruction, something that should have been criticism to your form barked out like he was angry at you.

peeling his eyes away from the widen look of shock coming from that pretty gaze.

retreating back to his manor and shaky hands finally unbuttoning that cumbersome white belt. veins in his hand prominent while he takes out his cock, and just stares at it. stares at the angry red tip, at the way it pulses and jumps with every flash of your face passing along the forefront of his memory.

head tipped back to let out a humorless chuckle, lost. he’s hard and lost and wonders if you’d know how to fix this.

[heartilywrites]

hiii !! i've been wanting to write for kny again, but i'm just coming out of a writers block so I want to give u a drabble i've had for a while now and i couldn't finish for it to be a whole os. hope u like it!

،، soft skin ; g. tomioka

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Physical touch was something Giyuu didn’t find as attractive as others did. He pretty much enjoyed his own personal space and being left alone, but that was way before meeting you.

The water hashira realized he loved the way your touch felt on his skin at one of the hashira meetings where you two were sitting together, your hand looked unconsciously for those stones at your feets to play with silently, but since your face was completely turned to the master, you didn’t realize Giyuu’s own hand was resting also on top of the mineral and your fingers caressed the back of his hand so softly that he straightened his back and eyes widened. You turned quickly to look and were fast to take off your hand.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Forgive me, Tomioka.” you whispered at him before turning back at the master. Giyuu couldn’t concentrate any more on the meeting.

When everyone was dismissed, he looked at his hand; still feeling the warm touch on the back of it, the way your fingers were so soft and so careful with his skin. He hadn’t felt that type of touch before in his life and now that he had experienced it, he needed more.

For the next few days, Giyuu had been looking for ways to get closer to you; brush your hand, bump into you, ‘accidently’ touching your bare hand, anything that could get him to feel your warmth again. You had caught on it, to his misfortune, but had not said a single word about his behavior. You found it cute, you could be calmly cleaning the blade of your katana when suddenly a lost Tomioka was walking towards you with one hand behind his back.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “May I join you?” he would ask. You'd smile and nod at him while making space by your side. Blue eyes fixated on your weapon. “How’s your day going?”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “It’s alright,” your hand straightened the weapon to see it in a vertical position. “How about you? I’ve heard you have an assignment tonight.”

His head nodded and his gaze looked away. “I do, I'll leave in the next hour.”

When satisfied with the semblance of your katana, the piece of cloth used to clean it was left on your lap. Your now free hand looked to rest between the two bodies, casually letting it be on top of Giyuu’s own hand, his eyes widened a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I wish you good luck then, Tomioka, come back safe.” you smiled big, his ears began to burn and dye in a soft color of red. Your thumb left a couple of caresses on his skin, making his heart beat faster than usual and after a small goodbye, you left the scene.

[ponderingmoonlight]

KnY shorts request incomiiiing:

Giyuu stumbling his way through a love confession and asking y/n out pls pls pls ily

„Giyu?“

He can’t mess this up. No, he swore to himself that he’ll finally confess, that he needs to get all those feelings off his chest.

“Hey, Giyu?”

But what if you’ll never look at him as usual after this? Or worse, what if you’ll make fun of him? Giyu, falling for someone like (y/n). It sounds ridiculous even in the back of his mind. Maybe he should just turn around and leave as quietly as he came-

“Giyu, look at me.”

The second he focuses on your eyes, he’s lost all over again.

“You wanted to tell me something?”

“No, absolutely not”, he blurts out immediately.

“But…you just told me we needed to talk”, you remind him with your oh so gentle voice.

These past days, Giyu acted so strange around you that you were convinced that he might not like you anymore. And now he’s standing in front of you, his staring at the ceiling while his body tells you more than urgently that he wants to get away from here as soon as possible.

“Listen, I don’t know why but…If you don’t want to work with me anymore or if I did something that upset you, you really don’t have to-“

Him, not liking you? Giyu’s eyes grow wider and wider, stare at you in sheer disbelief as your face drops with each word that leaves your mouth.

Something inside him snaps.

“I like you”, he interrupts your senseless words.

All those feelings he tried to suppress, those words that never dared to leave his mouth. He can’t hold it back any longer.

"I've been trying so hard to keep this to myself because I didn't want to mess things up between us, but I can't anymore. I have feelings for you, and it's not just some crush. It's like every time I'm around you, everything else just fades away, and I can't stop thinking about what it would be like if you felt the same way. I know this is messy and maybe terrible timing, but I had to tell you. Even if you don’t like me back-"

“Giyu”, you breathe out, your heart almost pounding out of your chest.

Did this really happen? Is this really how he feels, the reason behind his strange behavior?

“It’s okay, you don’t have to console me, I’ll just leave-“

Out of instinct, you grab his arm and yank him back around.

“But I like you too. To be exact, I might be…in love with you as well.”

“You…in love with me?”, he repeats with widened eyes.

“I thought you’ll tell me to stay away because you acted so strange.”

“You really need to work on that, Tomioka-san!”, Shinobu shouts from afar.

"So...will you go out with me, (y/n)?", he continues with low voice, his cheeks now bright red.

Gently, you place your cheek on his shoulder, take in that delicious smell you adore so much.

"I'd love to."

Bonus:

"How did a jerk like you manage to pull (y/n) with saying shit like that?", Sanemi jeers at him from afar.

"It must be true love!", Mitsuri cries out.

"Maybe she was forced", Obanai mutters

"Well, I guess (y/n) always had a big heart for outsiders", Shinobu adds kindly

[everlastingleuthymia]

KNY Theory time!!

Have you ever noticed ? In each taishou rumor in the anime , they're in the stage with red curtains .

What if everything was just a school play ? Or a theatre play ? What if the manga was just the script and everyone in the show are only actors?

What if the gakuen was what their life is really like ? WHAT IF?

What if everything was just a play everyone was paid to?

Sorry I'm doing this to cope after reading the manga

Note ; This theory is not proven and is just a guess .