#gyutarou

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PRETTY THINGS | Gyutaro X Reader

Gyutaro x Oiran!Reader

"When an angel appears in the life of a boy who has been hurt his whole life."

WARNING. Violence, blood, minor character death, open ending. FEMALE READER

Gyutaro was an ugly child, from a young age he was able to recognize this. His sick mother who constantly tried to kill him before he could even leave her womb because he was an ugly child; the way citizens in the streets looked away in disgust in his presence and some threw stones at him because he was an ugly child.

And ugly children never have a good place in this world.

However, this could still be used to one's advantage. He began to use his appearance to mess with people, and he enjoyed seeing them afraid.

But he still recognized that he was an ugly child.

He still knew that no one but his little sister would look kindly on him; with pacience; and much less with love. And he had already accepted, everything was fine, he could continue surviving as a debt collector with attempts to at least be able to make Ume have something close to a dignified life.

If only they had been born into a higher hierarchy, maybe people wouldn't care that he was so despicable.

During another of his countless attempts to find something to survive, Gyutaro was once again mistreated. He received a black eye from a vendor who accused him of stealing eggs, something that was confirmed when the adult man shook the boy in poor condition and from his tattered kimono fell one of the eggs, which broke upon contact with the floor.

There were women in the distance laughing at the boy who, despite being beaten, would not release the eggs at all. It was his and Ume's dinner! They hadn't eaten in days!

— "Now... I'm going to teach you a lesson, you little shit!" — The furious man raised his fist again.

Falling to the ground, Gyutaro just waited for the next blow, something he was already used to, it wasn't the first time and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

But the next blow never came, instead he heard a voice.

— "Stop this!"

It was a soft and peaceful voice, despite being loud, something that caught the attention of the salesman who stopped beating the boy. When he looked at the owner of the voice, Gyutaro's mind stopped, seeing a girl as beautiful and charming as the jewels that he would never be able to even touch. She was the same age as Gyutaro, her silky (h/c) hair was loose and she wore a simple light lilac colored kimono.

— "Stop this!" — The girl walked towards them with firm (e/c) eyes. — "Look at his condition!"

— "He stole from me! That's what this little shit deserves!" — The salesman growled. — "Go away if you don't want to get beaten too!"

The young girl's eyes went over Gyutaro, who was on the floor panting with blood running down his nose, she seemed to understand his situation when analyzing his appearance. He was poor and those eggs could be a necessity to survive.

— "If that's so..." — She sighed and removed a bag from inside the sleeve of her kimono. — "They're just eggs... that should be enough." — She took two coins from the bag and threw them to the man.

— "Huh?!" — The man raised his eyebrow, grabbing the coins. — "What you—"

— "There's your payment! Now go away." — The girl looked at the adult angrily.

Without saying anything else, the man growled softly and just accepted the payment, leaving in silence. Gyutaro quickly looked at the eggs stored inside his kimono and they were still intact, he sighed with relief knowing that he wouldn't need to eat insects again to survive.

— "Everything is fine?" — One of the girl's hands reached out to him.

Her hands were delicate and small, having a great contrast when compared to Gyutaro's calloused and dirty hands.

He felt a little remorseful about holding the girl's hand in front of him, as if he would contaminate her. She was beautiful, god, she was so beautiful. Why was a pretty child like her worrying about an ugly child like him?

— "I... I can get up by myself..." — Gyutaro murmured, getting up with a little difficulty.

Gyutaro felt surprised when the girl's hands grabbed one of his arms to help him get up.

— "Why are you helping me?" — He held himself back so as not to appear so aggressive. — "Do you want something in return by any chance?" — He clicked his tongue. — "I can't give anything back...!"

— "Hm?" — Her big (e/c) eyes blinked. — "I don't want anything in return."

— "Then why did you help me?" — Gyutaro closed his fist tightly. — "I... I don't need charity!"

— "That man was hurting you a lot and intended to hurt you even more." — She replied, seriously. — "You couldn't find any means of survival with your broken limbs, don't you think?"

Gyutaro stopped for a moment, she was right.

— "Your lack of response only proves me right."

Seeing that he had no choice, he let out a sigh. — "Thank you..." — He lowered his head. — "I really didn't want my little sister to go hungry another night..."

The mention of his little sister seems to have surprised the girl. She quickly removed the small bag from before again and took out about six coins, placing them in Gyutaro's palm.

— "Use it to buy food." — She said, leaving Gyutaro surprised again.

— "Huh?!" — He widened his eyes. — "Why are you still helping me? If you want something, just say it at once!"

The girl snorted. — "I already answered you, I don't want anything in return!" — She clicked her tongue. — "You seem like the type of person who isn't used to acts of kindness."

She was right.

In silence, Gyutaro nodded.

The girl's face seemed sad but she looked at him kindly. A look he had never received before from anyone other than his sister.

She continued. — "My name is (Name)."

— "...Gyutaro."

— "I hope to see you around, Gyutaro-kun." — (Name) smiled and left waving.

Gyutaro remained in the same place, motionless and in complete silence, watching the beautiful girl's silhouette disappear from his sight. He put the coins in a pocket of his kimono and then looked back in the direction in which (Name) disappeared.

He wished he could see her again.

(...)

— "(Name)!" — A woman with a chubby face threw huge fabrics of different colors and prints on top of the girl. — "Clean it up!"

The girl just bowed and went to the back garden of the pleasure house so she could clean the kimono fabrics. Being an oiran's apprentice, she still had a lot to learn, and cleaning for her 'older sister' under the order of the lady of the house was one of them.

(Name) never bothered about it, except when Aimi-oiran yelled at her because of delays or other trivial matters that the apprentice never cared much to hear about.

One of those brief moments of reverie was when (Name) felt something not very hard hitting the back of her head as she rubbed the fabrics inside the bucket of water.

That is, at that exact moment.

(Name)'s eyes narrowed and she removed what hit her from the top of her head, seeing a small bag of coins. Still with the object in hand, the girl stood up and looked back over her shoulder, seeing Aimi-oiran standing under the engawa corridor, staring at the younger girl with a serious expression.

— "Stop what you're doing and go buy food!" — Demanded the oiran.

Aimi-oiran was wearing a pretty kimono, even though she was disheveled and it was still daylight. (Name) just nodded with a small bow and let another apprentice in the house finish her work with the sheets.

Outside, the district was busy as always, and (Name) was careful not to be robbed at that time of day.

The girl walked calmly towards the place where she knew she sold what Aimi-oiran liked to eat, looking around and having some glimpses of what was happening in the district during that moment; some sellers shouting, people talking and even fighting. There was also smoke from something that smelled good coming from somewhere.

In a more isolated area of ​​the district, where there were few people. (Name) caught the eye of a little girl not so far away, who seemed to flinch and look away quickly when she noticed the oiran apprentice saw her.

The little girl had white hair and blue eyes, wearing a tattered light pink kimono. She looked at the boy next to her who had his back to (Name) and started to pull his arm and say something.

What (Name) could hear because the girl didn't seem discreet at all.

— "Onii-chan, look! Is that the girl you talked about?" — The little girl shook her brother's arm as if she wanted to get his attention as quickly as possible.

— "Huh?" — The boy looked confused and looked over his shoulder at (Name), less than a second later he turned his full attention to his sister. — "UME!" — He shouted in a whisper, trying to silence his sister. — "Be quiet...!!!"

— "But look!" — The girl, Ume, got excited and pointed at (Name). — "She has the same beautiful (e/c) eyes you described!"

(Name) felt confused for a moment but was surprised when she realized that she knew that boy.

— "Huh? Gyutaro, is that you?" — She approached.

Gyutaro seemed to stiffen. Beside him, Ume perked up even more.

— "Are you (Name)?" — Ume practically jumped in front of her with an excited smile. — "Onii-chan couldn't stop talking about you!"

— "Ume!" — Gyutaro turned around with teeth grinding. — "I already told you to be quiet!"

— "He kept saying how a pretty girl appeared like an angel and— HMMF!"

Ume's speech was cut off when Gyutaro covered her mouth with one of his hands. Then looking at (Name) with his typical dead fish eyes, but he seemed pleasant when looking at the girl in front of him.

— "My bad..." — He said, Ume struggling furiously to take his hand away from her mouth, but to no avail. — "Sometimes my little sister can be a little silly..."

— "It's been a few weeks since we've seen each other." — (Name) gave a pleasant laugh. — "So... this is your little sister?"

Ume finally managed to take Gyutaro's hand away from her mouth, and looked at (Name) with an excited face.

— "I'm Ume! When onii-chan talked about you, I really got excited!"

— "You are adorable." — (Name) smiled and passed her hand on the top of Ume's head, who let out a happy laugh.

Gyutaro seemed happy to see the two together.

— "You are very beautiful! Are you an oiran?" — Ume asked.

— "Actually, I'm training to be one. Maybe next year I'll become one."

— "Cool!" — Ume became even more excited. — "I'm going to be one too, you know? Everyone says I'm very beautiful!"

— "Oh yes, you are." — (Name) nodded with a gentle smile on her face. — "Maybe you'll be my kamuro one day."

(Name)'s words seemed to cheer Ume up even more.

— "I liked her, onii-chan!" — Ume started shaking Gyutaro's arm once again while pointing at (Name). — "I liked her!"

— "Okay, okay, Ume!" — Gyutaro grumbled. — "I liked her too." — He accidentally let go, and the moment he turned away with a grunt, but his little sister could notice the blush on his face.

— "Onii-chan!" — The little girl's eyes widened and she laughed happily. — "You are in love?!"

— "What?! No! Ume, be quiet before I shove rocks in your mouth!"

But Ume just laughed, which caused soft giggles from (Name) as well.

(...)

As the months passed, Gyutaro would secretly show up to visit (Name), sometimes bringing Ume with him. Sometimes they would sneak out in the dead of night to wander the streets of the districts and get some interesting things, like enough coins to play at festivals.

Even after they both reached adolescence and (Name) finally became an oiran, which made access to her even more difficult. But even so, Gyutaro kept going to see her.

And during one fateful night, Gyutaro smelled blood while climbing outside to (Name)'s room.

Upon jumping into the room and putting his feet on the tatami, Gyutaro felt extremely uneasy when he didn't see (Name) just a faint light coming from the other side of the fusuma door. Cautiously, he followed, inwardly fearing what he might find.

The boy didn't feel surprised or scared when he saw a man's corpse sprawled on the mat with a pool of blood pooling in it. The guy appeared to be middle-aged and had a knife stuck in his throat, along with an expression of horror on his face, despite being already dead. Gyutaro had seen dead bodies all his life, one more wouldn't make a difference. But he still felt extremely uneasy when he saw a dead body in (Name)'s room.

With her back to the corpse and also to Gyutaro, closer to the wall, (Name) gently brushed her lips red in front of a mirror.

— "...(Name)?" — Gyutaro called her.

She took a while to respond, but when her voice came, she put the brush down on the table and spoke softly.

— "It's over."

— "What's over?" — Gyutaro approached, and noticed how (Name)'s bloody hand was shaking, despite her calm posture.

— "I killed this man. They will find out soon."

Gyutaro let out a tired sigh and bent down in front of (Name), making her turn towards him. — "Tell me what happened."

— "This man... he wanted to marry me." — (Name) informed.

Gyutaro felt relieved that the bastard was dead.

She continued. — "But... it got worse every night. He kept coming back and coming back, it was scaring me..." — She practically spat. — "And then... he tried to take me by force, when I refused once again."

— "(Name)..." — Gyutaro brushed away the strands of hair stuck to the girl's forehead, who was sweating coldly as she stared blankly at the corpse behind the boy. — "Why didn't you tell me? I could have dealt with this bastard on the streets!" — He grumbled.

(Name) let out a melancholic sigh. — "It wouldn't work... he was a samurai. I didn't want to put you in danger. But it's too late now. They'll come soon and discover the body, and I'll be killed for my crime."

Gyutaro's eyes widened in fierce fury.

— "That won't happen!" — He grabbed (Name)'s hands.

— "It's nothing to do!" — The oiran whimpered. — "Get out of here while there's still time. Bad things will happen to you if they find you here!"

But Gyutaro didn't move, instead, he pressed (Name)'s bloody hands against his own chest and walked closer, his gaze becoming determined, as if he had spent his entire life preparing to utter the words he was about to say. .

— "Then come with me."

(Name)'s wet eyes widened with furrowed eyebrows and a confused look on her face.

— "...Huh?"

— "Run away with me." — Gyutaro asked once again. — "Let's get out of here and never come back. With the money I got from collecting debts and you from your job as a courtesan, we could get out of here. Me, you and Ume."

(Name) remained silent, staring at Gyutaro without a certain expression for him to identify, perhaps just surprise.

— "(Name)... I love you." — Gyutaro finally let go, holding the girl's hands even more firmly against his chest. — "I love you and I have loved you since the day you appeared like an angel in my life, everyone has always judged me but not you. There is nothing I love more in this world than you and my sister, you two are everything to me. And that's why I I need to tell you this, even though you might not feel the same way."

Gyutaro considered himself ugly and repulsive, his whole life he was judged by other damned people and treated not even worthy of pity.

He expected (Name) to rip her hands out of his, slap him, and then scream and accuse him of killing that man. However, Gyutaro was surprised when that girl's delicate, blood-stained hands grabbed his face on either side and pulled him into a kiss.

A kiss that seems to have lasted an eternity, and Gyutaro would stay in it for another eternity if he could.

When the two separated, (Name) ran the thumb of her left hand across Gyutaro's cheekbone, wiping away a single, solitary tear that fell from his eye. The boy not even caring about the blood on his face.

Gyutaro stood up, holding the same hand that (Name) used to wipe away his tear.

— "I'll go down first, when I'm down there, you jump and I'll hold you, okay?"

This had been in my drafts for over a year, so why not?

[yuki2sksksk]

Gyutaro and Daki/Ume are so " I regret nothing but you " & " I regret everything but you " trope.

Rewatching season 2 and I took note on how Gyutaro is so sure that in any lifetime that he'll be in, he'll choose the path of taking because he believes himself to be filthy and bad to the core, that it doesn't matter how many times it happens, that will always be his choice.

Tearing my hair out of how he only chooses love when it comes to Daki/Ume. He chose to be vulnerable only to her, his little sister. He lets her see how ugly he and the world is, but he wouldn't allow the ugliness to drown her happiness like it did with his. He was never given care since he was born, and he refused to have his sister being treated the same.

Daki/Ume becoming what and who she is because of him... he's her whole world. Her brother, her parental figure. At some point she probably figured out how her beauty could have had her having a better life on her own, but she chose to stay with him regardless of what happened. Just as Gyutaro chose to love her, Daki/Ume chose him as well.

[married-to-google-translater]

Can I request a gyutaro x reader where he is cuddling and won't let go,whining incessantly if they force him to let go-lots of fluff pls!I love all of your written works,makes me feel better mentally!!!thanks!

Gyutaro

Yeah it was one of those days.

These days really don't come often enough.

Gyutaro doesn't give that much affection.

He's not very good at it.

But sometimes there are moments like this.

Sometimes Gyutaro just needs some affection.

A lot of affection.

He definitely didn't get enough of it as a kid.

In general, Gyutaro may have trouble accepting affection.

But he also has weak moments.

Maybe he just needs attention or maybe he's had a fight with Daki.

However, it does not change the situation.

You really can't get away from this.

Gyutaro grip would be really tight.

He would be completely silent.

This could take a long time.

If you pet his head Gyutaro would be happy.

After this, he wouldn't be clingy for long.

[kaisers-house-of-desires]

:D

Well okok- i was thinking, a fellow demon slayer (m!reader) being sent out on a supposedly harmless mission, but it turns out being way deeper and dangerous than anyone expected- he lacks the equipment needed.

he tries to find a safe place to hide but ends up running into Gyutarou. Gyutarou, seeing the man’s helpless state, is immediately set on completely breaking him down. can’t have him causing any trouble for the other demons, right?

idk what specific kinks other than overstimulation? but make with that what you will- feel free to add or remove anything! thank you!! :)

Ah, something like a little predator and prey style, yes~

Certainly! Please enjoy~

Title: Caught

Characters: Gyutarou x m!reader

Contains: dark themes(dub-con), overstimulation, oral/throat fucking, weapon use(Gyutarou's kama), mutliple orgasms

Fandom: Demon Slayer

Full request below the cut

All characters are 18+

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI

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It wasn't supposed to be like this.

You sword wasn't supposed to break, you weren't supposed to run, yet here you were, trapped by one of Gyutarou's kama to the tree you sought refuge by.

Having slumped to the ground while trying to get a moment's rest, his weapon had swung around, the blade pinning you to the tree. One wrong move, and your neck would be cut.

"Well well well...look at this...a slayer who can't even bring himself to fight in battle..." The demon's crackly voice rang strong in your ears as he stepped in front of you, his grotesque form towering over you. He had a sharp tooth, smug grin on his face from the sight of you, the way you trembled in front of him, the way fear clouded your face.

"B-Back up is coming! Y-You're in for a world of trouble when the others get here!" Despite your fear, you knew you had to maintain some sort of confidence, but it wasn't believeable.

"You sound so sure of yourself...heh. You really think that they'll get here soon enough. Your optimism is certainly something to behold..." Gyutarou kept his yellowed eyes on you, as if determining your fate right then and there. "I could kill you...But you look so...so helpless...I think I know of another way to get rid of you...to send a warning to the other slayers."

All the horrible possibilities ran through your mind. What would he do? Cut off your arm? Your leg or a foot? Just a hand?

Well...you certainly weren't expecting him to pull out his cock and present it before you.

His laugh was as crackly as his voice as he leaned over, resting his right arm against the tree as if fully entrapping you. "C'mon, human. Put it in your mouth like a good boy. I won't kill you if you do~"

The smell wasn't pleasing at all, but you had to admit, this was probably better than death.

"I-I do this...th-then you let me go?"

Gyutarou smiled wide, not responding.

You knew there was no guarantee of him keeping you alive, but you were desperate enough to try.

Hesitantly, you opened your mouth. Gyutarou pressed the tip inside and you sealed your lips around him, groaning from the salty taste. You couldn't exactly move, so it was up to Gyutarou. He gently rocked his hips, the tip and another inch slipping in and out of your mouth. The feeling to him was exciting, seeing you helpless as your mouth was taking in his cock. You couldn't move in any way lest your neck get sliced. You were a perfectly trapped human, and he relished it.

To test you further, Gyutarou forced more of his shaft into your mouth. You now were taking him halfway, gulping sounds audible every time he thrusted into your mouth. Tears slipped from your eyes as all you could do was look at that sickening grin on the demon's face.

Suddenly, he thrusted fully forward with a grunt, the tip of his cock down your throat and bulging your skin out to the blade of the weapon.

Your eyes went wide as you tried to scream, but his rapid and deep thrusting kept you silent. He grunted and groaned from the feeling of your mouth around his cock, sighing happily every time he pulled it all the way out only to slam it deep once again.

"Wh-Who knew a human's mouth could f-feel so good~?"

With the sounds of his moans, you knew Gyutarou was close, and you had no choice but to take his seed deep in your throat, your body spasming from lack of air.

When he pulled out, you coughed up his release, some of it dribbling down your chin mixed with saliva.

"Look at that face...~ Heh heh~ You look so nice, looking so defeated."

"I...I-I did what you wanted..." you wheezed. "N-Now...am I free?"

Gyutarou's grin told you otherwise.

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Aside from the sounds of the crickets, the sounds of skin slapping and your moans filled the air. Your face was pressed into the ground with one of Gyutarou's hands, the other stroking your dick tortuously slow. Your ass sat in the air, the perfect height for him to rail into you at a quick rhythm. Your palms were on the ground, but you didn't have the strength or will to push yourself up.

"S-See?" Gyutarou huffed as he roughened up his thrusts. "I-It's just much easier taking it like a good human. A-And when you get back to your little base, y-you'll tell them all the things I did that will--ha~--k-keep you away from us~"

"P-Please..." you begged, "j-just hurry and cum already..."

Gyutarou scowled, making his next thrust deep, stopping and burying inside of you, causing you to shriek. "Don't you dare tell me what to do! You're in no position! Look at you! Taking a demon's dick like this!"

"S-Sorry!" you choked out. "I-I'm sorry!"

"Oh you're not sorry yet. I'll make you sorry..."

He resumed his movements with rough grunts, his thrusts deep and hard, and his strokes to your cock rapid. Your voice rang out, screaming into the air from the stimulation. You dug your hands into the dirt, gripping at the grass as your eyes rolled back into your head. Maybe if you came instead, he would stop.

Though despite the fact you shot ribbons into the ground, he never once ceased.

"W-Wait! I-I just came! Please!"

Gyutarou cackled into the air, finding your desperation amusing.

"Oh I'm not done with you! You'll cum as many times as I want! I'll make it so that even looking at your pathetic cock will make you whimper!"

You couldn't help the rocking of your hips as your pitched moans rang out into the air, but it seems like after sometime, Gyutarou was getting sick of it.

He wrapped the hand on your head around your neck instead, forcing you up against his chest before slamming his hand over your mouth.

"Just shut up already! You're too noisy!"

You grasped at his arm, whimpering into his hand as his actions below never stopped or slowed. You came again without warning, and the sight only egged Gyutarou on as your body began to quake against him.

"How many more times can you cum like this~? Let's find out~"

[makethiscanon]

Gyutaro x Kind Fem!Reader headcanons

Are these headcanons? Is it a scenario? I don't know anymore. It's something in between. Enjoy!

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: season-typical violence

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Hiding away inside Daki means Gyutaro has to see a lot of stuff he doesn't care for.

Pretty gifts this. Beauty routine that.

He learns the name of every person in Kyogoku house out of boredom.

He doesn't think you're anything special when you first start working there.

Pretty, sure, but so is everyone.

But you hit his radar when Daki takes a dislike to you.

You get popular quick and she doesn't like it.

She wants to devour you but you're never around the house outside of work hours.

Feeling frustrated, one day Daki sends the youngest girls from the house to find you.

They return, saying you're at the Rashomon Riverbank.

Gyutaro is told to hunt you that evening and end you himself, since you have a night off but Daki's working.

More tedious stuff, he complains, but he supposes he can do it for his sister.

Gyutaro finds you at Rashomon, sat on some shabby porch as you comfort a crying, deformed, urchin of a girl.

Curiosity stops him from devouring you, especially when you sneak the little wretch a bag of candy and some money, telling her to share with her brother.

He assumes you're only pretending to be kind, with some nefarious ulterior motive up your sleeve, and keeps you alive so he can find out what.

Daki isn't happy but relents when Gyutaro says it's keeping him entertained.

He separates from Daki more often, tailing you to the riverbank on every evening off.

He finds nothing evil about you.

No matter how much he expects it, no matter how long he waits for you to do something wicked, you show nothing but compassion and kindness to those shunned and deformed children.

It baffles him. People like you don't exist.

He's thrown completely for a loop.

Soon, he's asking Daki to befriend you, to spend time with you so he can figure you out. His curiosity keeps growing.

Naturally, Daki doesn't like that plan. How dare he ask her to befriend a girl she told him to devour.

But when he pushes, she laughs. She realises he's interested in you, and mocks him for being bewitched by such a common wretch.

Daki befriends you out of callous entertainment. She gets close with you, touchy-feely and overly pleasant.

Gyutaro doesn't care about her bratty behaviour, and brushes off her accusations.

But over time he does become aware of a weird ache in his chest when you smile as Daki dotes on you.

An uncomfortable tug that won't leave him alone.

He watches from within Daki, disconnected from the arms he sees wrapping around you, yet somehow wondering how it would feel to have you in his.

Daki laughs at him when they're alone, feeling his ever-growing longing.

"She wouldn't even accept you as a client, dear brother, let alone love you. You're far too ugly."

He doesn't want love. He's just... curious.

Then one evening, he finds you running back to the house with tears in your eyes. You're beside yourself.

You lock yourself in your room and sob.

Gyutaro makes Daki check on you. She's angry that he's still obsessed, even after she's proven you're boring and wretched, but does as he asks.

Gyutaro watches as Daki goes to you. Sees you collapse beside her, sobbing that you got some children killed.

You admit you've been watching over some orphans from Rashomon.

They were found with candy addressed to you -- gifts from clients that you'd given them -- but they'd been accused of stealing and killed.

Daki, upon seeing the similarities between your story and her own time as a human, finally understands Gyutaro's fascination.

She does what she can to console you, but feels Gyutaro's bloodlust spiralling out of control within her.

Unable to cope with the memories and feelings from his human life, nor seeing your tears, Gyutaro heads to Rashomon the moment he is able, finds the culprits and tears them limb from limb.

That evening, after you're done with your clients, Gyutaro checks on you through the bedroom window.

You sit still for a while, then when all is quiet, you suddenly invite him in.

You know he's there, you say. You always feel his presence when Daki's with you, around town at night, or sometimes watching you like this. You want to meet him.

He enters because you ask, but warns you not to expect much.

Seeing him, you're quick to call him a demon, but only as a matter of fact.

You aren't as horrified as he expected.

"You've been following me for weeks but haven't harmed me. I'm taking that as a good sign."

He says no, he meant: *gestures to his repulsive face*

With an air of understanding, you smile and extend your hands to him.

Gyutaro knows the gesture, because Daki sometimes does that when she wants a hug, but he's confused why you're doing it.

He grows hostile, asking what you're doing.

You pause, then ask if he was the cause of the samurai massacre by the riverbank earlier.

He admits to it, even knowing you'll be repulsed by his answer.

But instead of repulsion, you reach out to him again.

You ask him to come closer.

His aggression lulls but he stays wary.

This has to be some trick.

But he comes to you. He leans down towards you when you ask.

Then you hug him.

Gyutaro already has a sickle at your back before he recognises the gesture.

But then he feels a comforting warmth he's never felt before -- something no one has dared bestow on him until now.

He drops his weapon but is too surprised to do much else.

You thank him through tears for avenging the children.

You're making him out to be some noble knight. He killed them on a self-gratifying whim.

The shock he feels from your affectionate touch only doubles when you ask him to visit you again to say thank you.

His response is less than delicate.

"What's wrong with you? Why would you want that? I'm hideous. Rotten. I maim for fun. I eat people."

You smile, unperturbed, and repeat that he is yet to hurt you.

Your gentle hands trace soothing patterns over the terrible, disjointed ridges of his spine, filling his ancient body with a strange sense of calm.

"Perhaps there's more humanity to demons than people think." You say.

Your naivety is both cute and dangerous. A mindset that will likely get you killed.

With a defeated sigh, Gyutaro figures it wouldn't hurt to slink into your room after hours from time to time.

He can check in on you to see if you're still in one piece.

Besides, it feels sort of nice here, in your arms. He's never met someone willing to see past his disfigurements and hold him like some regular client.

You're an odd one, that's for sure.

Perhaps he'll be able to entertain himself with you for a while.

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[WRITING MASTERLIST]

[rasshu-benaiokny]

❄️Winter Gyutaro Headcanons❄️

I don’t believe i made a headcanon list before but since I’ve seen millions of them, i want to try. this is how my specific Gyutaro headcanons would go during winter!

-This will contain (x Reader) but not all will be

- Is vague enough to be either romantic or platonic

Gyutaro hates Winter: it’s obvious he would despise the cold season the most; its the hardest season to survive in and it brung back some uncomfortable feelings from lost human memories. Especially that day when he had found Ume… it was the coldest day in his life, it seemed

Gyutaro is less active: Its common knowledge that demons aren’t bothered by simple earthly things like weather, but Gyutaro finds comfort in warmer weather. His malnourished frame doesn’t help him either as his bones crack and ache. Often, he’ll find himself cradled within Daki or within the warm house of his prized person.

Gyutaro is miserable and depressed more: this demon has always been pessimistic but just like many humans, he gets hit with seasonal depression and it hits him hard. So hard that Daki will hunt more to compensate for his lack of enthusiasm. One time, he stayed face down on the ground in Daki’s room for hours, just being depressed because she was out.

He secretly likes the holidays: Gyutaro doesn’t particularly believe in any sort of holiday but he will use them to indulge in Daki. He will pamper his little sister with stolen fabrics and jewels from far away to make her shine with happiness.

His smell is bearable: Since he’s less active and its not horrendously hot, Gyutaro’s bodily odor doesnt come off as bad! Plus, this is the one time he will wash up at vacant hot springs. Hot water relaxing his tension, the steam concealing his figure, maybe a quick snack too if someone catches a glimpse him too.

He’s slightly weaker: after all that time, he hunted less than he should’ve so he does seem weaker after the new years… hes already thin as is but it hurts your heart to see him walk slower, move with less power. He reminds you of those old scraggly stray dogs walking in the snow covered city…

Hes vulnerable/emotional: Despite being so close to him; he never opens up about his current problems to you or Daki but during winter, his shell cracks ever so slightly! If you are perceptive enough, you may be able to nurse his traumatic scars just a little bit. It may not be much, but to him, its the world.

( This actually isnt based off of Rasshu x Gyutaro for once, i just know a bit of Gyutaro stans that are really sweet so, yeah… its based off of those peeps even tho i know they wont beable to see this cuz tumblr be damned to them grawhaha )

[silly-toji]

yall, i've had a gyutaro funko-like figure made just for me!

[kurjakani]

Another gyu charm point: the spot right over his eye so it looks like a pupil when his eye is closed.

YOU KNOW WHAT. I DID NOTICE THE SPLOCH AND THOUGHT IT WAS SOO CUTE BUT DIDNT REALIZE HOW MUCH LIKE AN EYE IT LOOKS. I AM SO SO SO CHARMED THATS SO FUCKING. OUGH

Ngl makes me think. Now i kinda like 2 imagine that his birthmarks r a little raised so that it maybe feels a little uncomfortable to keep that eye open, which could be why he closes that eye so consistantly? Trying 2 look up diff types of birthmarks rn but im a bit uncertain what this could be so idk how it settles on his face... ANYWAYS cUTE AS HELL im gonna be obsessed w his extra pupil

[bokutosbiceps]

Shame you're not writing for Haikyuu anymore, but KnB and Demon Slayer will keep me reading when you write

yeahh i wanted to pick the fandoms that i'm most into rn + knb will always my love. you've been around since the beginning so i know you know this ;)

kengan is also smth i'm probably always gonna be into since it's just so perfect in every way.

i've always been a fan of demon slayer but once i finished the manga i focused on other things. but i recently remembered that one of my fav characters ever (gyutarou) exists so i'm back into it LOL. i'm actually hoping to write a ficlet for him soon.

anyways, thanks for sticking around :3

[sukunas-play-thing]

I'm still working on the second part it'll be pretty much porn with plot babes.

Porn with plot.

Gyutaro Likes it when you show extra attention to his spots. He'll 'hate it' and deny vehemently. But nonetheless.

Trace the marks with your finger tips. Kiss each and every one of them and prove to him he's beautiful. Even when he rebukes your claims and calls you dumb. On the inside he's warm and happy. Something he feels he shouldn't be allow to feel because he's a demon. But he holds onto every single word of affection affirmation and kisses you leave against his cold gray spotted skin. Worship him and remimd him he's your gyu and you are his. He'll Huff in annoyance when you insist you must kiss all his spots, he'll grumble and curse when you tell him to turn over because "I missed the one on your shoulder blade!." His breath will hitch in his throat when he notices you're slowly moving lower and lower down his body. He'll raise his head as he watches you with wide eyes. "There is one right here on your hip bone I never got to." Oops you pulled the edges of his pants down. Almost. Too low while you giggle. Acting as if your not giving him such a hard. Time. You stay there. Kissing caressing and tracing that mark, that one mark that if you pull his pants down any lower you'll come face-to-face with a hefty surprise.

Yeah. Gyutaro knows he's very protective of His sister since day one, no doubt. But now he's got someone new. A pretty thing like you in his life. And he'll destroy, torture mame eat and dismember anyone who takes you away from him.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

The fire pillar from demon slayer meeting Exsotica as she heading to a lord house to entertain them but the run to a carrange probably and they both happen to meet

Meeting someone other worldly and kind would be something

Exotica | Meeting the Flame Hashira

Well first and foremost this would never happen cannon storyline

By the time you show up in this universe it's almost a year or two before Kyojuro is fated to die

But with the tidbit dropped in the Art headcannon it’d seem that Kagaya would eventually summon you to the estate

But that couldn’t be the case because you never can’t leave the Yukaku District

Daki and Gyutarou have been ordered to hold you there 

And of course, the Red light district suddenly becoming more famous for your existence would sooner send the art of you than sending you on your own

They’d risk losing you to bandits, obsessed fans, demons

It would just be too much for the Red District to lose their favorite cash cow

Not to mention if Kyojuro ever stepped foot near any of the houses

There’s no way that both sides would remain clueless

Kyojuro’s too adept for that Daki and Gyutarou would never let this fly on account of That Man’s orders 

The conditions for this meet would rely on the luck Exotica does not have, and it can’t be too far from the Yukaku District:

“HELLO THERE FAIR MAIDEN!”

You were by the river taking a rest from your travels and from the carriage that housed Warabihime. You didn’t mind spending extended hours in Daki’s disguise, in fact, you preferred it. Her clinginess was kept to a minimum and she’s in a much better mood; usually too distracted by you to badger her own staff. But you were able to excuse yourself heading into the sunlight to relieve yourself as well as get a look at the majestic scenery you could only read about in manga/only fawn over in anime. Either way, you sent a smile and greeted the demon slayer. 

You recognized him immediately—who wouldn’t, but you refrained from expressing any sorrow. Instead offering to give him food. You had plenty in abundance having done the Edo equivalent of a celebrities tour. And you happily sat with the Hashira as he munched on his provided meal.

“YUM! YUM! DELICIOUS!”

You let yourself giggle, drawing the fiery eyes of the Hashira as he tilted his head into confusion. 

“I don’t mean to sound like I’m making fun of you. I’m just curious as to why your so vocal while eating?”

The hashira finished his bite giving you his glowing smile. 

“I BELIEVE IT’S BEST TO VOICE EVERYTHING YOUR HEART! ESPECIALLY WHEN THAT CHANCE MIGHT BE TAKEN FROM YOU!”

“Wow, it sounds as though…your speaking from experience.”

He gave a hearty laugh before continuing to eat befor cleating his mouth once again. 

“ON THAT NOTE, I’D LIKE TO SAY YOU’RE ABSOULUTELY BEWITCHING! MARRY ME!” 

“Haha Rengoku-san, you’re very funny but I don’t think I can.”

“HAHA PERSISTENCE IS A VIRTUE TOO MANY LOSE HEART THAT WAY! MARRY ME!” 

He would repeat the same declaration all throughout your break before one of the young maidens called you on behalf of the oiran. When the time came you bowed to him, encouraging the hashira on his way. Before you depart he grabs your hand, and with a grim theme to his expression he gave you a promise.

“I WASN’T JESTING WHEN I PROPOSED THIS TO YOU. ONCE MY MISSION IS COMPLETE I WILL FIND YOU AND MARRY YOU. SAFE TRAVELS MY FLAME.”

Releasing you to begin his jovial trek to whatever mission he was on. Standing still in genuine stupor you were broken out by Warabihime’s calls. Returning to the carriage you urged the demon’s worried cries as well as your own. 

‘What was that and why did it feel so…true?’

[mayoiayasep]

love loses (the demon slayer episode was a recap)

[weeweeza]

cant tell if this is the pinkerton or blue version (its obviously blue STUPID <- cant think for the life of him)

*crunchy guitar wrn. wrwrwrwrnwrn. wrwrwrn* ITS BEEN 2 and a half years NOW, THAT WEVE BEEN APART...IVE BEEN KIND OF SPACED OUT LATELY. CANT SEEM TO GET YOU OUT. MY MIND. I REALLY DO MISS YOU GIRL. I REALLY DO. YOU THINK IM CRAZY, BUT- I SWEAR IT STRUE.

[rasshu-benaiokny]

🌸Spring Gyutaro Headcanons🌸

This will be my second Headcanon thread and I want to make it a series; Seasonal Headcanons and such. So, these are my specific headcanons for Gyutaro during the springtime.

-This will contain (x Reader) but not all will be

- Is vague enough to be either romantic or platonic

Spring is Gyutaro's comeback season: Out of all the seasons, he seems to enjoy Spring a lot, especially when he was a human. More food was available around that time like fresh berries and more animals to hunt. It wasn't he most fruitful season but after winter, anything was great.

Gyutaro is the most active during Spring: After being so inactive during Winter, Gyutaro is itching to hunt and kill. Especially since his sister was doing most of the work in winter! Now he has to put in work to kill many humans.

He loves the rain: The rain and the smell it brings makes him relaxed, it calms him. The rain and the sounds disguise his movements as he wafts through the area. He feels content walking in the rain because no one ever detects him.

The newly sprouting flowers remind him of Ume: The newly sprouted flowers, the cherry blossoms especially. Gyutaro sees his baby sister as a small petite flower that he has to protect. When they were humans, he used to gift these cherry blossoms to her and her eyes would gleam bright!

His smell is still bearable: Just like winter, his stench hasn't crept up to kill us all. With frequent spring showers and the cool weather, his body seems to be doing fine among the fragrances of the sweet-smelling flowers. He doesn't notice it, but his sister surely does.

He hunts more aggressively now: Since the hard times have passed, he goes off on more killing sprees, and it's hard to avoid him when it's time! He may go for women since they seem to be so much prettier during this time of the year. He can't stand a pretty face; after all, Ume is the only pretty face he cares for and she can't have competition

You can catch him out at night: Since it's warming up, some people have found this demon lurking in the shadows. If one is lucky enough, they can find him on rooftops surveying the people below... If the timing is right, he might not kill you and let you live. misery loves company after all...

( This series isn't based on Rasshu x Gyutaro for the most part, most Gyutaro stans are really sweet so its based off of those shy sweet peeps even tho I know they won't see this cuz Tumblr be damned... some will though~ )

[yuki2sksksk]

Poison Duo ‼️

• Shinobu probably once asked "hey do you want drugs " and Gyutarou be like " HUH "

• Sometimes Gyutaro drags Shinobu to the mall for advice on what to buy things for Ume

• " damn gurl look at your skinny arm " " LOOK AT YOUR SKINNY ASS FIRST "

[mytheoristavenue]

DS Incel!Gyutaro Shabana x Reader 🍋 - Ahegao

Summary: Teasing Incel!Gyutaro by pulling a lewd face.

Warnings: Mentions of hard kinks, teasing, language

Word Count: 315

Leaning back in Incel!Gyutar's lap with your back to his chest while he's trying so hard not to look at your phone over your shoulder. You know he's been peeking, that's why you're scrolling through your followed tags on Tumblr, liking everything you came across. It's all fetishism, all things his little virgin brain couldn't comprehend. Even the wildest hentai he's seen doesn't compare to the things you're looking at. Shibari, sadomasochism, BDSM, and corruption, just to name a few.

"P-Please don't tell me you're watching porn right in front of me..." He sneers, pretending to be offended.

"You could watch it with me if you wanted." You suggest sweetly as if there was nothing wrong with it.

"W-Why the hell would I do that? I-I don't even watch that stuff!" He bluffs with red cheeks.

"Right..." You smirk, pointing over to his desktop, more specifically, his ahegao wallpaper.

"Oh fuck off!" He shouts, pushing you forward to get you away from him. "Go be gross some place else!"

You snicker, recovering quickly as you curl back up in his laugh, taking advantage of the fact that his stair is pointed upwards. "Hey, Gyu?" You ask, relishing in the fluster that overtook his pale face when he looks back at you.

To his surprise and chagrin, your brows are knitted upwards, pupils dilated as your eyes roll upwards and toward the middle. You'd gathered all the drool on your tongue as you let your tongue fall slack out of your jaw. You mirrored his desktop wallpaper nearly perfectly and he was sure it wasn't the first time you'd pulled that face.

"S-Stop it!" He insisted, pushing you away again as you giggled your ass off, falling onto your side, wiggling in his bed. "Fuck, you're weird!" He groaned, holding a pillow over his lap where you just were to cover his terribly hard bulge.