#kamado tanjirō x reader

[luvbugs-blog]

healing with you - t. kamado

little blurb from this

you groan, trying to move your body, but you are just too sore. the battle with the spider demons really did a number on you. but you're a stubborn mf.

your fingers twitch, and then your arms. it's working! you brace your arms on either side of your body, trying to lift yourself up. nope...

your ribs are just too sore. you fall back on the bed, holding your middle. so you focus on your breathing, hoping that will speed the healing process a bit while you pout. the breathing part is a little hard, as whatever medicine you were given is making you a little loopy. it's very hard to focus.

it's been a couple of minutes before you hear your door creak slightly, and you think it's shinobu coming to check on you.

"y/n?"

oh! it's, "tanjiro? what are you doing here?" he walks over, and sits gently on your bed, careful not to touch you.

"i was checking on you. you were asleep for so long."

"what about you? you were worse off then me."

"i'm feeling great, thanks for asking." you don't know why, but something about him makes you want to touch his precious face. the damn medicine.

and before you know it, you are touching him. your fingers caress his face, his scar, his lips.

his hand comes up to meet yours and he lowers your hand onto his lap. is his face red? you can't really tell because your eyelids are becoming quite heavy (his face is red). you whisper his name before closing your eyes. you think you feel soft lips on your forehead before falling asleep.

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when you wake, your body feels much better, and you can tell your body has gotten used to total concentration breathing again. and you can sit up!

you walk around the butterfly mansion, searching for one of your friends. that's when you stumble upon zenitsu, sitting outside looking gloomily at the woods.

"oh hi! how have you been?" you take a seat next to him, hoping for a nice civil conversation.

but when he realizes it's you, he immediately starts sobbing, throwing himself into your lap.

"i've been horrible, y/n-chan! you wouldn't even believe it! i almost turned into a spider. and look! my arms shrunk! it's horrible!"

it was a little awkward, having your close friend in such a compromising position on your lap. but you didn't need to endure it for long, because as soon as your starting expressing your pity for zenitsu, an arm reached around you and lifted him up.

"quit being a pervert, zenitsu." you look up to see tanjiro towering over you. you give him a little smile and lean against his leg.

"my hero," you fake swoon. it still causes him to blush, dropping zenitsu on his stomach.

you both ignore the whiny "heyyyy" that follows, because tanjiro takes a seat next to you.

"how are you feeling?"

"much better! it seems you're doing great too. you've been training a lot, haven't you?"

"is it that obvious?"

you cover your hand with the sleeve of your hospital gown and gently wipe your hand across his brow, which was slick with sweat.

"just a bit," you say with a cheeky grin, with your hand resting on cheek. he leans into it a bit with a smile.

you don't know how long the two of you would've stayed like that because inosuke tackles him off the porch.

"tanjiro!" you lean over to make sure he's ok, but he's already being dragged off to train some more.

"you know, he visited you everyday."

"hm?" to be honest, you forgot zenitsu was still there.

"he did. i've only ever seen him that worried over nezuko before. you must be special."

now it was your turn to be embarrassed.

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you couldn't sleep. nightmares kept plaguing you to the point where you were a bit scared to sleep. so you decided to take a walk. you don't know why, but your legs started taking you towards tanjiro's room. but you only got halfway before seeing him in the hall.

"hey you."

"couldn't sleep?"

"no."

"me neither." there was an awkward pause, so you started tracing the wood patterns on the floor with your feet.

"do you wanna..." tanjiro trailed off, so you looked up at him, and he kinda blushed.

"want to what?"

"hang out in my room for the night?" you blinked at him, totally not expecting that. not that you weren't ecstatic for the invitation. you took a little long with your response, because tanjiro immediately turns red and starts waving his hands.

"not to do anything of course! just to talk! or sleep. you know, just to get out of the hallway. because i would NEVER,"

"TANJIRO! it's fine! i would love to."

"oh." he gently grabs your hand and pulls you to his room. he was setting up his futon on the ground when you asked, "where's nezuko?"

you didn't notice her box in the room.

"oh! she has a seperate room this time! aoi thought it would be best, so we could both have some alone time."

"i'm so sorry to intrude on that alone time," you say with a teasing smile.

"of course you aren't." he sits on the ground next to the futon and pats the blanket. "you can sleep here tonight. i'll sleep on the ground."

"the ground? it's your room! i'll sleep on the ground."

"i'm not letting you sleep on the ground. you're still healing."

"so are you!"

"i'm sleeping on the ground."

"let's just share it."

"...is that ok?"

"i wouldn't have suggested it if it wasn't, silly."

"right." he causiously sits next to you. "are you sure this is ok?"

"yes."

"ok."

there's some more silence before you turn to him. "you know, right before you ran into battle with that spider thingy, you told me to stay alive. remember?"

"i remember."

"because you had something you wanted to confess to me."

"...yeah."

"well, confess." he turns his head from you, hiding his face in his hands.

"this is so not why i brought you into my room."

you scoot closer to him, intrigued. "tanjiro, it's fine! what did you want to tell me?"

"well,"

"are you secretly training to be a hashira?"

"what, no! i wanted to say,"

"you mastered hinokami kagura?"

"no!"

"you're going to," you can't finish interrupting him because he slaps his hand over your mouth.

"will you let me finish?"

"sorry."

"i wanted to tell you..."

"yes?"

"i w-wanted to tell you that i love you." you were not expecting that (dumbass fr). "you don't have to say anything, i just needed to let you know."

you didn't know what else to say. you loved him so much. you never thought this day would come, because you didn't think he returned your affections.

"oh tanjiro." you just leap into his arms, causing you both to fall to the floor. "i love you so much."

"really?" you lean back up into your sitting position, pulling him with you. placing your hand on his neck, you slowly lean forward, silently asking if this was alright. he just closed the gap between the two of you, lifting you onto his lap like you weighed nothing.

the kiss started out very slow and sweet, until you grabbed his hair to ground yourself. that enticed a guttural whine from the man under you, who pulls you even closer to his body, and presses his lips harder against yours.

you pull apart, which illictes another whine from him, until you start pressing wet kisses to the side of his neck. you do that until he pulls you back off to press his lips onto yours again. you grind down on him, and he pulls off of you to say something, staring at you with his beautiful eyes, before you hear,

"I CAN HEAR YOU, YOU KNOW."

you both look at each other and start laughing. zenitsu, you lil cockblock.

[nayrring]

Haganezuka's build :

[madewithspice]

My besties, my I request (ik I'm requesting for once) the Demon Slayer boys( at least our main trio) x reader who very cold (I requested this once for Haikyuu boys and I loved it so much)??

-your favorite manic teenager, Indigo

Of course, coming right up.

Tanjiro Kamado

He is unbothered by your cold touch.

But when you’re out together, he’ll worry and give you his jacket to wear.

Will to hold your hands between his and warm them up.

The type of boyfriend to hold your hand in his pockets to keep them warm.

Zenitsu Aga-whatever

He HATES it.

Do not touch him with your cold hands or he will scream bloody murder.

He is stuck between wanting to hold your hand and not wanting to freeze at your touch.

So he gifts you a hand warmer so he can hold your hands without dying dramatically.

Inosuke Hashiriba

He is completely indifferent to your touch.

He will use you as a cooling system when he’s sweating buckets after training.

As a.. how do I say it in a nice way?.. as a person who lacked a societal connection of the human form, he is used to the cold and actually enjoys the coolness of your ice cold touch.

Will not hesitate to smother you in a bear hug or just straight up sit on you to warm you up.

Giyu Tomioka

He is not a fan of pda so very rarely holds your hand out in public but when he finally does take your hand, he carries on as usual.

His own touch is cold so yours doesn’t bother him.

It almost becomes a challenge to get a reaction out of him by holding your hands under running cold water.

After a few attempts, he’s prepared with his own extra freezing hands, making you squeal like a little pig and that’ll teach you to mess with him.

Obanai Iguro

He hates the feeling of cold hands, that is until he met you. He’s zenitsu but wayyy less dramatic.

Because it’s you, he’ll force himself not to freak out when you touch him.

On colder days, he purposely wears an extra jacket just to give to you. He claims to feel cold from just looking at you.

Will not ever say it out loud but drops hints for you to stay warm so he can hug you without the fear of freezing to death.

Hope you like it - Kiki.

[wisteriadaydreams]

Hey hey! Yandere Tanjiro definitely has the unintentional habit of sneaking up on you. At times he just approaches you from behind while you’re working and too busy to notice him coming, then looks over your shoulder to check at what you’re doing and he accidentally gives you a jumpscare? He’s so apologetic about it too, you can’t stay mad at him, it’s not his fault you’re so adorable when scared, so much so that he wants to gobble you up

TO BE ENAMORED

pairing: Kamado Tanjirō x gn!reader

genre: fluff, ig?

words: 1.4k (of Tanjirō simping for you)

tw: soft yandere

a/n: soft yandere Tanjirō is where it's at

Tanjirō has been taught many things during his training. How to breath properly, to bring his body beyond its breaking point, to always be alert and clear-headed in any situation. To learn how to reduce his presence in the face of danger and to keep his footing light so that they cannot easily detect his movements.

He has always regarded these tidbits and knowledge gained from his mentors and previous experiences as only ever most useful in his Demon Slayer career.

How his heart fluttered when he realized he can use them when it comes to you.

He first saw you when he was first taken to the Butterfly Estate on the back of a Kakushi, and though he was in excruciating pain, nothing could stop him from being dumbstruck by your appearance. You seemed to be veiled by a halo of light, which even paled in comparison to your radiance. You fussed over him with worry, the genuine concern you showed to a complete stranger like him made a pool of sunfire burn low in his stomach.

You were quick to direct them to an empty bed, getting to work and coordinating with the others easily like you've done this all your life. When you touched his skin, liquid lightning rushed through his veins, causing goosebumps to rise on his body. You treated his wounds and bandaged him up with a caring hand that made his heart stutter, but nothing could compare to when you crouched down closer to inspect something, giving him a full whiff of your scent. It filled his mind intoxicatingly, and for a moment he was sure he just had an out of body experience, his brain all mushy and fuzzy. If his bones weren't broken, he would've prop himself up to get another inhale.

The next day, he was reassured that it wasn't all a pain-induced hallucination when he saw you greet him with a gorgeous smile while giving him his medicine.

Tanjirō was completely smitten, even if he didn't know it yet.

Over the next few days, he greedily sought out any piece of information about you, even for things as trivial as whether you are right or left-handed, or even how you like to take your tea in the morning. The best time of the day for him is when you would come to bring him medicine and check on his bandages, the giddy smile not leaving his face even when it hurts when you touch his wounds.

(He will deny it if asked, but Zenitsu can attest to the fact that the burgundy-haired boy is noticeably less chipper if someone else came in.)

Rehabilitation training was grueling, but made exponentially better by your mere presence. His skin erupts into goosebumps every time he's able to catch up to you in the game of tag, butterflies swirling around his stomach when he grabs a hold of your wrist. He also managed to stop your attacks during the reflex test, but refrained from splashing the medicine water in your face out of guilt.

(Needless to say, he wasn't that happy when the next time, he was partnered with Kanao when the others saw his progress.)

His eyes are on you whenever you're with the others, a strange feeling coiling around his heart — intense like wildfire, a darkness that encroaches into his mind and make his gaze burn like an inferno.

(He aches to be by your side.)

No matter, he already has your scent committed into his memory, fused so deeply into a part of his soul that not even amnesia can erase it from him. He uses it to look for you in this maze of an estate, easily being able to locate you whether you're in the kitchen, the garden, or even the storage room.

There's truly not a corner that you can hide from him.

Tanjirō wouldn't hesitate to lend you a hand in whatever you're doing, swiftly waving away your protests with a smile as he plucks whatever you're holding into his hands. There have been times when he has been able to convince you to accompany you to town, his heart soaring at the idea of being able to spend more time with you.

He keeps these moments with you close to his heart, unwilling to share them with his friends. And though he adores the way you spend time with Nezuko, he has become greedy for instances when it's just the two of you alone. It's already hard enough to steal a moment alone when you're so busy, so it infuriates bothers him whenever someone interrupt. But what he truly savors are the moments before you've become aware of his presence, when he can simply look at you and soak in every little detail about you.

He drinks in the sight of you like it's the water that he needs to survive, every movement captures his attention like a leash that refuses to let go. Even if he were to stand in front of the most beautiful sight in the world, his eyes would only be on you.

Never has he been more grateful for his training, for he can take every opportunity to stand so close to you that your natural scent invades his senses, pulling him into a dream so bewitching that he is left with one singular thought.

You.

Your hands could be covered with rice flour, your cheeks could be smeared with dirt from the garden, your hair could be plastered to your sweaty face, flushed red from the heat. You could be freshly waking up, strands of hair sticking out all over the place, your eyes groggy and hazy, and he would still think of you as the most stunning person who ever existed.

He cares not if whatever you're doing is the most mundane work in the world, Tanjirō just loves watching you. He just loves how your eyebrows would scrunch together in concentration, or how occasionally you would hum something under your breath — your voice clear like the mountain stream, like a blessing straight from the gods.

You have him all wrapped around your finger.

And don't get him started on how you would react when you finally realized he's there.

"Tanjirō-kun!" You nearly jumped out of your body when you notice the red-headed boy behind you. "How long have you been standing there."

"Not long," he says innocently. Though he always feels a little guilty about scaring you, your reaction is so adorable that he can't help it sometimes. You're like a cute, jittery bunny with your eyes all wide open in shock. "I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

"No, no, it's okay. I guess I just wasn't paying attention." You wave it off, somehow never being able to blame him when he's that sincere. Surely he's not actively sneaking up on you. And although it seems he has an ability to find you wherever you are, it's probably all a coincidence, right?

"What are you working on?"

Your shoulders slack. You really can't be mad at him when he's bouncing on his feet, truly interested in whatever you're doing, giving you the kind of attention that you're unaccustomed to from the other Demon Slayers. They're all grateful for the care that you provided them (more or less), but few have taken their time to get to know you as someone more than a caretaker. It feels refreshing (and almost exhilarating) to be seen, to have someone take notice of you,

As for Tanjirō...well, let's just say no one can take his attention away in that moment except for you. It is a true skill, really, to be able to simultaneously pay attention to everything that you said and indulge in his thoughts. Surely you wouldn't mind if he stands just a little closer, right?

He wonders if he will be able to find the courage to hold your hand one day. To have you all to himself with nobody interrupting. To let him hug you tight and bury his nose in the crook of your neck. Perhaps even to kiss you...

A delightful shiver crawls down his spine, lighting up his insides like fireworks and bringing a drunken blush to his cheeks.

'Oh,' Tanjirō thinks while looking at you tenderly, 'That day will come, I'll make sure of it.'

After all, Tanjirō is nothing but obsessed determined.

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[leizideas]

Hi again! I want to thank you for the request I sent to you.

May I request Headcanons of Tanjirō and Nezuko Kamado who becomes friends with [Reader] [Gender Neutral] [Platonic] who is a demon as well and their Demon Blood Art is like Yoru from Valorant?

They also want to join the siblings to track down Muzan to regain their humanity back. They refuse to consume human blood and have to wear the mask (like Yoru’s signature mask) to prevent themselves from hurting others.

𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘰

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Platonic!Kamado siblings x GN!Demon!Reader Genre: Fluff Summary: A pair of siblings who found someone who's perfect for them.

❥ It was night, Tanjiro looked back to ask his sister where she wanted to go next, but she was GONE.

❥ Fortunately the dark red-haired boy found his sister hanging out with you. ❥ "Nezuko! Ah..? Who's this?" ❥ You were terrified thinking that Tanjiro was going cut your head off, but that fear turned into confusion. 'A human with a demon..?' ❥ "Wow! So you don't eat humans, you wear a mask like Nezuko, and you're a demon too!" ❥ Ever since you three met, you guys are now SIBLINGS. No buts, not what ifs, the three of you will always stay together no matter what. ❥ Tanjiro is your sunshine older father-like brother who cares for both you and Nezuko, ALWAYS brings both of you to missions so the other one doesn't get left out. ❥ Nezuko is the sweetest big/younger sister you ever had, protects you just like how she protects her loved ones, you remind her of her younger siblings. ❥ Nezuko absolutely LOVES the fact that your Demon Blood Art is blue, and her's is pink. ❥ For your birthday, he asked Urokodaki to make a box for you too, one for you and one for Nezuko.

"Zuko? Where are we going?" You ask your sister, who was covering your eyes while both of you walked quietly. "Mmmhmm mmm!" 'You'll see!' Finally, both of you stop walking. Nezuko lets go of your eyes and reveals a dark room.

Suddenly that dark room's lights opened, revealing your friends, a cake, balloons, and tons of food. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" they shouted. You gasped at everything you saw, and smiled gleefully at them even if they couldn't see it. "Thank you everyone!" after eating, it was finally time to open presents.

Inosuke gave you a basket of leaves, Zenitsu gave you a new Kimono, Nezuko made you matching bracelets, and Tanjiro.. well, you were still going to open his gift. Slowly you unwrapped this big present to reveal a big box just like Nezuko's but with your initials on it. Tanjiro smiled at you warmly. "So we can always be together!"

❥ You guys always have meals with Inosuke and Zenitsu, like a big happy family<3 ┗━•❃°•°🍰 °•°❃•━┛ -hcs

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Hello hello!! it's so nice to see you here again! Thank you so much for your requestt! I love Demon slayer so much, so writing this was so fun!! Have a nice day!:D ;; Masterlist, Requests

[jackrrabbit]

Sleepless /// Tanjiro x f!reader (18+)

Request: Hi!! I'm not entirely sure on how to request since this is my first time EVER requesting something here on tumblr 😳😳 so im not sure if im doing this right,,,but um,,,,could you do a soft dom! tanjiro kamado x reader nsfw??? (he's aged up of course)

A/N: Y’all I’ve been working on this practically since I made this gd blog…idk why it took so long since I LOVE the concept. Reader is a traumatized bby who just needs her kitty licked  ✊😔 and honestly same

Tags/warnings: soft dom, daddy vibes but without the ‘daddy’ (onii-chan vibes?), brief mentions of past demon violence & PTSD, fluff?, historical inaccuracies probably, reader is implied to be inexperienced, mild overstimulation, lowkey yandere lowkey romantic who knows, all characters are adults

It starts out with little things. Harmless things. Tanjiro sees you barely ate anything at dinner, and later that night he comes to your bedroom with a plate of food for you. “You should eat,” he tells you.

“I’m not hungry,” you say, almost a little petulantly. The food looks good and you know he’s trying to be nice, but you’re not a child. You can take care of yourself, and even when you can’t it’s not his job to do it for you.

“Eat,” he says again softly. It’s not a command. It’s like he already knows you’re going to eat, and he’s just patiently waiting for you to give in.

You pick up the chopsticks and eat the food he prepared for you. All of it. Tanjiro sits there and watches and then when you’re done, he smiles at you and pats your head and takes the plate away. You think it’s weird, but the next morning you don’t question it. He’s a big brother to everyone—doesn’t it make sense that he would want to make sure you’re eating enough?

He probably can’t help it.

You decide you’re going to let it slide, until a few days later after breakfast with him and the others when Tanjiro pulls you aside and holds your face in his hands and tells you you’re looking a little tired lately—are you getting enough sleep?

The truth is that you aren’t. You want to deny it, but somehow you have a hard time lying to him. “I used to sleep with my siblings in our bed, so it’s hard to fall asleep since…” since the demon who made you an orphan murdered them. “And, you know. Nightmares.”

Tanjiro understands. Of course he understands! He used to have five younger siblings, did you know that? Now Nezuko has her own room and the rest…well, you’ve heard the story. It’s hard to fall asleep when you’re by yourself, isn’t it? He’s been there.

“How many hours are you sleeping every night? On average?”

You’re trying too hard to ignore the brush of his callused fingertips over your cheekbones, so you tell him the truth without meaning to. “Um, like four hours? On a good day?”

His eyes go wide and suddenly both of his hands are wrapped around one of yours and squeezing, maybe a little too tight. “Is that the truth, (Y/N)? Four hours is too little. Sleep deprivation isn’t good for you.”

“I know, but—”

“No. The next time you have trouble getting to sleep, I want you to come to my room.” You open your mouth to mount a denial, but he frowns and cuts you off. “Promise me. Okay? It’s really bad for your health, so promise.”

And once again, you say yes even though you don’t want to.

It’s fine. It’ll be fine, you think. You’ll just pretend you’re sleeping better. Tonight you’ll lay in bed with your eyes open and stare at the ceiling and try to listen to your own breathing, in and out and in and out, and hope it drowns out the memories that stick fast in your head whenever you’re by yourself. Then when you’ve been laying in the dark for a few hours, you’ll finally fall asleep and all your nightmares will play out in technicolor and you’ll do your best to be quiet so you don’t wake anyone else up and in the morning you’ll splash cold water on your face to make your eyes less puffy and pinch your cheeks to get some color in them and it’ll be fine.

You can take care of yourself. You have to, since everyone else is gone. So you’re not sure why, when the sun goes down and you’re looking into the face of another sleepless night, you find yourself knocking on the door of Tanjiro’s bedroom.

Maybe it’s just that he made you promise. You hate breaking your promises.

He lets you in, the half-asleep affect mixing with the same caring, serene look as always (and it’s a little insulting that he’s not surprised at all). Tanjiro sits on the bed first and you can’t help staring at him in the flickering orange lamplight. He’s more muscular than you remembered, and taller than when you first met. He can play the role of a big brother all he likes, but he’s still an adult. A man. And he’s not family.

“I don’t know if this is a good idea,” you say, fidgeting with the sleeve of your shirt.

“It’s okay, (Y/N),” Tanjiro murmurs as he lies down, his voice still scratchy with sleep. Somehow it relaxes you. He just has that way about him—when he says it’s okay, it feels okay.

Tanjiro pats the spot on the bed next to him. It looks really warm, and there’s a winter chill in the air even though it’s only September. It’s a bed made for one person, but Tanjiro—ever considerate—has moved over to one side to make space for you.

“Come on. Come sleep,” he instructs in that soft, non-demanding way of his. So you sit down on the edge of the bed and (carefully, carefully, like you’re making your way into a hot bath) fold your legs and pull the covers over you so you’re lying next to him. The bed is even warmer than you thought it’d be. Tanjiro radiates heat—he’s so warm, you think, how fitting—and then before you know it you’re drifting into the first dreamless sleep you’ve been afforded in a very long time.

That first night, you sleep with a good six inches of space between the two of you. You don’t want to touch him, don’t want to cross that invisible boundary—at first. But it doesn’t matter, because every time you wake up next to him, you’re curled up to his side like a puppy seeking warmth. It’s not like he minds. Judging from the gentle smile on his face when he wakes you up in the morning (and tells you that you should go back to your room before anyone notices you’re not there) he likes it.

Never again, you think. No way. But you haven’t had a good night’s sleep in so long, and it’s nice to be well-rested for once, and the next evening you only lie in your bed for fifteen minutes before you’re knocking on Tanjiro’s door again, silently asking if you can take advantage of his kind nature for just one more night.

He says yes. Of course he does. So you sleep next to Tanjiro again, you keep half a foot of space between you again, and you wake up hugging him. Again. And then you do it the next night, and the next night, sleeping beside Tanjiro over and over until you no longer bother trying to leave room between your body and his.

Is this okay? you wonder sometime around the two-week mark. It’s the longest you’ve gone without having nightmares since the demon came. Sometimes you think you’re betraying your loved ones by trying not to think about their deaths; letting yourself off easy while they suffered. You tell this to Tanjiro while the two of you are lying back to back under his blanket, quietly enough that (you hope) if he’s already sleeping you won’t wake him.

He hears you, and he turns around and lays his arm around your waist. “Don’t be silly…of course they wouldn’t want you to be unhappy.”

“But how do you know?”

“I know.” Tanjiro’s voice is half muffled by your hair, but it’s steady. “You believe me, don’t you.”

You do.

“Don’t think about that anymore.” His hold on your waist gets a little bit tighter, arms a little bit less forgiving.

“I won’t,” you say, hoping that the promise will be enough. The two of you fall asleep like that, and when you wake up in the morning it’s the first time ever that you haven’t moved in the night.

As if it wasn’t enough to be spending every night together, at some point you start to dream about him too. Usually it’ll just be a flash or a snippet that you barely remember once you wake—the reassuring tone of his voice, a smell like a campfire, or a few notes of laughter—but tonight you’re watching him train in the courtyard. In the dream, he moves through his forms with inhuman grace, position to position to position, balanced with perfect agility like he’s a dancer and not a swordsman. With how beautiful it is, you can almost forget the raw power behind his movement, the strength that has subjugated more demons than you care to know.

He pauses to stretch, rolling his shoulders back, and you notice that he’s shirtless (which is how you know it’s a dream). Tanjiro’s arms flex as he raises the blade into position, and the sun shimmers over the thin sheen of sweat on his chest. He looks ethereal like this, and as you sit on the porch and watch him, you feel heat stir inside of you that has nothing to do with the sunlight.

Tanjiro, you call out softly. He looks around to you, deep red eyes resting on yours, and whips the blade down to replace it in its sheath.

Can I come closer? The grass is cool and wet under your bare feet as you pad lightly into the courtyard toward him. You can taste the humid summer air in your mouth. Fingers tangle themselves in your hair, tilting your head up to meet his.

Tanjiro…

“(Y/N)?”

Tanjiro’s voice cuts through the dream and you scrunch your eyes shut, reluctant to leave the dream world where he wants to touch you, not out of pity or because he thinks it’s his duty to take care of you but because he wants to. But it’s too late—his hand is on your shoulder, gently shaking you out of your slumber. “(Y/N)? You said my name.”

“Sorry, I…sorry.”

“What were you dreaming about?”

He kissed you, in your dream. Now that you’re looking at the real version, your cheeks feel warm…and so does that same spot below your belly. Suddenly the room feels uncomfortably hot, and you wish you weren’t trapped under the covers with Tanjiro. You shift your legs to try and get a little more air between the two of you, but the heat persists.

“I think I should go back to my room.” You must be sweating—you feel damp for some reason. He’s too close.

Tanjiro ignores you. “Can you tell me what you were dreaming about?”

“I—you,” you admit. “You were training.”

“And?”

“And…I don’t know. It’s kind of warm in here, isn’t it? I think I’ll just…” You push the cover aside and sit up, but before you can get yourself off the bed, Tanjiro is tugging you back down, holding to the mattress so he can hover over you in that way he likes.

“Tell me,” he says to you, voice as firm as it is gentle. Sleep-mussed locks of red hair flop over his forehead but his face is serious, and you can’t look away.

“You kissed me,” you whisper.

That takes him by surprise. You can tell by the way his eyes widen, but his hold on you doesn’t ease up. You want to die. Why did you say that? He’ll think you’re disgusting, sleeping next to him in his bed and having perverted dreams about him. Why couldn’t you have just lied? Why can’t you ever lie to him?

“I’m going back to my bedroom.” You try to project more confidence than you actually feel, but there’s no use. Tanjiro doesn’t seem like he’s going to let you get away from him any time soon.

He’s straddling your body carefully, one elbow folded next to your head while his other hand comes up to stroke your cheek. “Your face is all red.”

“You’re…you’re too close.”

“I don’t think I’m close enough. You have goosebumps, look...” Tanjiro folds up the sleeve of your sleep shirt, exposing your arms to view. “…here…and here, too…”

His hands are wandering further down to the hem of the shirt, pushing it up so slowly and gently that you’re not even sure it’s happening until you feel him stroking over your belly. It’s true, you do have goosebumps. It feels like every hair on your body is standing on end. “Tanjiro…?”

“I guess you haven’t been able to touch yourself, since we’ve been sleeping together. That kind of repression is bad for your health. Even I’ve been a little…frustrated.”

Your mind has to work overtime to understand what he’s telling you as he strokes over your stomach and onto the sensitive skin of your sides, and then up to the flesh covering your ribs. His thumb teases over the underside of one of your breasts for a second, but the shock must have shown on your face because he retreats immediately.

“I’m not. I’m not frustrated,” you say, knowing he won’t believe you.

Tanjiro shakes his head in dismissal. “I don’t think that’s true, (Y/N).”

What are you supposed to say? Of course it’s not true. But admitting that you’ve been feeling heated around him lately would ruin everything, so refuse to say it. “I…I don’t know what to say…”

“You don’t have to say it. Can I prove it to you?”

What does he mean? Your head jerks up and down in acquiescence. You barely have to wait a moment before Tanjiro’s hands are slipping down your sides to the waistband of your pants and tugging them down over your hips. A tap on your hipbones prompts you to lift your hips and let him remove the clothing, not that you know why you’re complying so blindly.

Just like you always do.

Is he still trying to take care of you? Putting himself in a caretaker’s role because he thinks you need him? This is going a little far, too far maybe, but you can’t deny you want this. The heat of his body is no longer stifling—instead, it feels like it’s pulling you into him.

When your pants are out of the way, Tanjiro reaches into your underwear and dabs against your slit. It’s not until you feel his finger sliding between the puffy lips of your cunt that you realize how wet you are…and of course he can feel it too. Your knees jerk together to try and push him away from you but he’s unfazed, his touch steadily becoming more intrusive as he seeks out the syrupy dampness from your pussy.

“What am I feeling right now? I want you to tell me.”

“You’re—you’re touching me?” you gasp out.

“And you’re all wet. You can’t tell me you haven’t been frustrated when you’re getting this wet with just my fingers.” At this, you feel him prodding deeper into your pussy and stretching you open.

“Nn—okay, fine! Fine!” The words come out of you in a rapid burst, and you finally muster up the resolve to push Tanjiro away from you by his shoulders. “I’ll go back to my room and deal with it, okay? You don’t have to do it for me.”

“I don’t know. I don’t think I can trust you to take care of this problem by yourself. You’ve been lying to me about your needs.”

You wish he wasn’t able to be so calm while you feel like your entire face is on fire. He pulls his hand out of your panties and backs up on the bed so his torso is framed between your legs. “Can you let me help you, (Y/N)? Let me take care of you.”

You lick your lips without realizing you’re doing it, and Tanjiro’s eyes follow the motion. You can barely comprehend what he’s asking. You want it. You want his hands on you; you want to be taken care of in the way he’s offering. But whether or not you can actually ask for it is another story. “Tanjiro…”

“You need this. I know you do.” He skims his palm over your bare thigh in a soothing motion that, oddly enough, puts your barbed nerves a fraction at ease. “I want you to be honest with me about what you need.”

It’s too much. The warmth of his body so tantalizingly close to yours, his shadowed eyes searching yours for a response you don’t know how to give him…and the sticky mess in your panties. Tanjiro’s giving you a free pass to get something you’ve wanted for longer than you can comfortably admit to yourself, and you’re not sure you could deny him if you tried. What can you tell him except the truth? “I want you. I need you.”

“Good girl. See how good it feels to be honest?” Tanjiro bows down and mouths over your pussy through the wet spot on your panties.

It’s not the honesty that feels good, you think as his tongue pads at you through the fabric.

Too impatient to wait another second to taste you, Tanjiro nudges your rear up and slides your panties down your legs. As soon as you kick the undergarment off your feet, he’s pulling your thighs back apart and curling his thickly-muscled arms around them to hold you securely as his head dips back down to your bare pussy. He wastes no time in laving his tongue over your slit and up to the button at the top.

The sensation of this hot, wet muscle pressing up against your most private area is…weird, to say the least. You’ve never felt anything like this—to be honest, you don’t even know exactly what Tanjiro’s doing. When you think about what’s actually happening on this bed—your (friend? partner? bedmate? crush?) ally has his mouth angled between your legs and is licking your pussy—you think you might spontaneously combust. You’ve never felt anything like this before, and however strange the feeling is, you’re more than aware of your hips grinding up toward Tanjiro just so you can feel more of it.

“Here, let me help…” Tanjiro effortlessly lifts you to place a pillow under your lower back, and then moves back down to continue his relentless licking, this time at a new angle that allows him full access to every millimeter of your raw cunt. He’s eating you out like your pussy is the last meal he’ll ever have.

And how can he help it? You taste so good, so sweet on his lips and over his tongue. You must have been in so much pain lying next to him every night with your desire leaking out between your thighs. Just thinking about is making heat rise low in his groin, and his grip on you is getting tighter by the second. How awful that you tried to keep this to yourself…it was remiss of him not to realize before tonight that you needed him so badly.

But it’s going to be alright, because judging from the muffled noises you’re making, every swipe of his tongue licking up your slit is more than making it up to you.

You probably don’t realize how much your hips are wiggling under his minstrations. He barely has to exert any effort to keep you still, but the way you keep trying you push yourself closer to him is enticing, not to mention the way you’re trying (and failing) to keep your voice down through your moans.

“Tanjiro…T-Tanjiro,” you whimper. It’s like you can’t think of anything except for his name. All of your attention is focused on the pressure building up deep in your core, each stroke of his tongue over your clit taking you higher and higher. You feel tense…wound up so tightly that you have to bite the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from letting the shallow puffs of air turn into full-fledged cries.

Just like that, please, please… You think the words rather than saying them, even though you want to. It’s too humiliating to be begging Tanjiro for more while he’s already giving you more than you deserve, but it’s almost like he heard you anyway, because his tongue writhes down across your clit again and your back arches up off the bedspread.

Your thighs twitch around his head, trying involuntarily to hold him down. He just chuckles and keeps you firmly in place, and his voice hums out over your pussy making feel even more wild. “Please, I’m—I’m cumming…” Your voice trails off and you crush the heels of your palms into your face to cover up your expression while the wave of pleasure hits you so hard you think you might faint.

Tanjiro doesn’t stop. You’re crying out in whimpers so high-pitched he can barely hear them, but he doesn’t stop. The delicate muscles in your pussy are throbbing under his tongue, but he doesn’t stop licking until you’re almost crying, panting out “it’s too much it’s too much, please Tanjiro” and pushing his head away with your hand.

When he finally pulls away, his hair is tangled and disarrayed from where you’ve been running your hands through it, and his mouth and jaw are shining wet. Tanjiro licks his lips and if you didn’t feel shaky before…you do now.

It takes a second for the power of thought to return to you, but when it does you just sigh weakly and flop back down onto the bed. Tanjiro’s next to you before you hit the pillow, and he grips your jaw with one hand to angle your head to meet his, and—

He’s kissing you. He’s actually kissing you. His lips are surprisingly soft over yours, but as usual there’s an unnecessary degree of pressure attached to the contact that has you sinking deeper into your blankets under his force. You can detect the lush, slightly bitter taste of your arousal coating the inside of his mouth as his tongue (skillful as ever) traces over yours. Tanjiro is kissing you, and it’s a hundred times better than any dream you could come up with on your own, so you kiss back.

It takes him a long moment to break the kiss, long enough that your lungs are pleading for air by the end of it. When his lips leave yours, a thin trail of saliva connects the two of you until it breaks and drips down your chin.

“Tanjiro…” You search for the right words, but what are you supposed to say at a time like this? “I…what did we just do?”

“Shh, don’t worry.” Tanjiro leans in again, this time just to press a chaste kiss to your forehead. “I’m going to take good care of you, okay?”

You take a moment and then duck your head into a nod. It doesn’t make any sense—how does he do that?—but once he says it’s okay it always is.

[sems-diarie]

Tanjiro gives off big dick energy 🥴 and he’d be the type you encourage you while you take his dick

Tanjirou adoringly brushes his fingers against your cheek with one hand. “You’re doin’ so well. Takin’ it so well.”

He shudders, leans in to press a kiss to your face. He ruts his hips gently and you arch. Your thighs lock around his hips. He stops—just for a moment, but your hips are grinding down to take more of him, and he just can’t deny you.

Tanjirou moans, squeezing your knee as it squeezes his hips. “It—it sucks me in so—so good.”

Full. You’re so full.

“You want it all?” He asks, thumbs rubbing circles into your hips. “You can do it! I’ll—I’ll help.”

He thrusts to the hilt, bottoming out inside your gooey pussy all at once. His mouth parts, fists clenching in the bed sheets while your pretty pussy clenches around him.

“Look!” His eyes are transfixed on where your greedy cunt’s trying so desperately to keep him inside of you. “You—you did it! It’s all in. It’s all...,” Thrust.

[userchuu]

Red String of Fate

Inosuke x Reader

summary = in which everyone is connected to their soulmate by a red string but, you can only see it if your skin makes contact.

– you knew inosuke but, only because your friend zenitsu was friends with him.

– his loud screaming, randomly ramming his head into a tree, cursing, and the occasional running through a wall was highkey intimidating.

– you weren’t a demon slayer, you where a nurse that helped at the butterfly estate. so if inosuke ever came some how hurt you would kinda avoid him.

– that didn’t work this time though, everyone else besides you was helping someone else and inosuke, needed assistance himself.

– inosuke has a cut across him chest and you had to stitch it up. you disinfected it, but the moment you placed your hand on his chest to begin stitching you saw a red thread appear on your finger.

– you stared at it for a moment confused, before you heard inosuke began yelling and flailing his arm around. he also had a string attached to his finger.

“what the hell is this ?!” he shouted.

– everyone in the room turned towards the two of you, their eyes widened but seeming to understand what’s going on more than the two of you did.

“inosuke & [ name ] are soulmates ?!?!” zenitsu shouted, in shock.

“soulmates?! what the fuck is that?!” inosuke responded.

“please tell me this is a joke...” you said, practically terrified.

– zenitsu explained to inosuke what a soul mate was, you removed your hand from his chest, and the string disappeared.

“soulmate? tch, i don’t need one.”

– his words hurt a bit, it’s not that you wanted him to be your soulmate but, you would’ve been willing to give him a chance.

“i don’t want you as my soulmate.” you muttered to yourself.

– it wasn’t long before practically everyone at the butterfly estate knew you and inosuke are soulmates. people would say things like ‘do you like him? he’s kinda cute’ ‘wow i cant believe you and inosuke are soulmates! you’re comeplete opposites.’

– shinobu and mitsuri found the fact that you and inosuke are soulmates adorable.

– shinobu would often talk to you about inosuke’s good points.

“you know [ name ] inosuke is a very strong demon slayer!” shinobu would say.

“you’re stronger though.” you would respond.

“that’s true but, inosuke has potential to be a great demon slayer as well! maybe you should at least get to know him a bit?”

“maybe...”

– you took shinobu’s advice and decided to talk to inosuke but, you weren’t even sure what to talk about. what did he even like ?

– you approached to feral boar and simple said hello, and he seemed to be staring at you but, you weren’t 100% sure since he had a boar head on.

– he responded by, saying your name incorrectly. which didn’t surprise you since he always got tanjiro & zenitsu’s names wrong.

“my name is [ name ]”

“ [ incorrect name ] “

– you just sighed, how would you get along with him?

“oh, [ incorrect name ] thanks for stitching me up the other day.”

“thanks for saying you don’t need a soulmate”

– you didn’t care, you really didn’t but, his words still irritated you... just a bit.

“why are you mad about that? it takes to much fucking effort to go out and look for one. who has time for that?”

– it occurred to you that maybe inosuke didn’t understand the fact that you where his soulmate, or maybe he did?

“inosuke... you do realize we’re soulmates.”

– there was a pause, a slightly long pause before he began to laugh.”

“ very fun [ incorrect name ] zebnitsu said, there’s a red string that attaches soulmates. i don’t see a red string.”

– you where dumbfounded, did he not see the red str— you realize he might not have, after all he always wheres that pig mask on his face, how could he have seen the string.

“inosuke, take off your mask.”

“i don’t want to fuck you.”

“take it off for 30 seconds and i’ll bring extra food for you tonight.”

– inosuke couldn’t argue with that, he took the mask off and held it in one hand. you stared at his face, paying attention to the details and shape. he was pretty, you knew that but you never payed to much attention.

– after couple seconds you grabbed his hand shocking him, and held it up where he could see the red string appear on both of your hands. his eyes wideneding.

“wait, so you’re saying i don’t have to go look for my soulmate since, you’re right here?”

“exactly.”

“oh okay, that’s fun.”

– the two of you began talking more after today and hanging out gray lily growing closer to each other.

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[itsstrawberrymochi]

How are arguments with the kny characters/ they hurt your feelings

Warnings: Angst, cursing, comfort characters being mean :(, slurs, this does not have a fluff ending,

Characters: Tanjiro, Rengoku, Sabito, Giyuu and Sanemi

Note: I may or may not do a part two or maybe I’ll do something similar to a part two who knows

Also I’m still working on request for my event just needed a little break ^^

Rengoku

It’s very rare for this sweet and kind boy to argue with literally anyone even more rare for him to argue with someone he loves like his family or s/o so it’s no surprise you two barley argue but when it does happen it is always very tense and leaves you two feeling heartbroken

I think the only way Rengoku would start an argument if it’s something really important to him like his family. Rengoku highly values and treasures his family so if anyone were to be rude to them or put them in harms way there will be a problem

Now you being his s/o would never dream about hurting or talking bad about his family you couldn’t even utter a single horrible word to them ......well one of them, you love Senjuro so much if anything were to happen to Kyōjurō you would be more than happy to take the young boy under your wing

But when it comes to caring about his father that’s a completely different story

You get it, the man lost the love of his life so he takes it out on the world but to also take it out on his own children? Don’t you think that’s too far!

You don’t really care if he’s being rude to random people or even you but when it comes to poor innocent Senjuro or Kyōjurō you get riled up but you always hold your tongue because he’s still Kyōjurō’s father and when you do say something and Kyōjurō hears it , it quickly sparks into an argument

Like any other human Rengoku could be really mean during argument and the fact that he’s usually an angel to you it makes the situation more difficult on you and his words sting even harder because you’re not use to hearing it from him it

He’s not the type to call you unnecessarily cruel names, neither is the one to shout, he usually speaks in a lower tone contrary to his loud booming voice and you can hear the anger in his tone, he would have this stern and upset look on his face and his usual bright and happy eyes would darken

During the argument it’s mostly just him defending his father but his word choice still comes off as if he’s attacking you

He’d say things like:

“ You think you’re better than him don’t you?, that has to be the only valid reason why you’re judging him so much”

Or

“ He’s not even your father why are you so concerned?”

If you have a bad relationship with either of your parents he would definitely bring it up he’ll go,

“Really y/n? You’re acting like I’m the only one with the bad parent, well at least I’m not a lost cause like you and I’m trying to fix the relationship with mine”

That shit kinda hurted tho

You would be so hurt at this point tears already start to form in your eyes.

As soon as he says those awful words he immediately realizes what he did

His stern and upset features immediately soften and guilt washes over him but before he could utter an apology you’re already running to opposite direction from him

Tanjiro

Like when Rengoku it’s close to impossible for him to hurt anyone let alone his family or s/o so arguments with him are rare

Also like Rengoku the only way he’ll get mad at someone is if they intentionally hurt his family or s/o and seeing that Nezuko is the only family he has left his anger would be worst than average

When you got to know Tanjiro you immediately got a soft spot for Nezuko, despite being a demon you could see she was kind and only had good intentions so you kinda self-appointed yourself as her protector and despite her being being able to heal her injuries faster than a human, you can’t help but throw your self in danger in order to protect her and apparently she feels the same with you

And when she does throw her self in danger to protect you and gets badly injured Tanjiro is quick to blame you despite it not being anyone’s fault

He calls you out and claims your “abusing” her demons powers and using it for your own advantage, he says you see her as a demon rather than a little girl

Poor Nezuko can’t explain that she was the one who put her self in danger, because the hit was so bad she became unconscious and even if she was  conscious she can’t speak and explain to her brother she’ll only be able to pull on his uniform and give him pleading eyes but Tanjiro would unintentionally ignore her 

It may seem odd but Tanjiro is a shouter when he’s angry, you can see the angry in his face and his words are like venom

He only calls you names that are true so basically since you “made Nezuko take the hit for you” he’ll call you a coward and say you don’t deserve to be a demon slayer

During arguments it would just be him yelling because you’re too shocked to speak

Everyone is bewildered that Tanjiro actually has it in him to say such hurtful things even Inosuke would be quiet because he never expected him to be this angry let alone angry at you

He would cry during a fight mostly because he’s the type to always bottle up his emotions so the fight is like an excuse for him to let it all out

You try your best to apologize and explain what really happened but that just makes him more upset and claims you’re just making excuses

Once he’s done speaking his mind he’ll excuse himself and walk away

Bonus

Zenitsu would immediately rush over to you and let you cry on his shoulders because that most have been real hard on you

Sabito ( he’s alive and a pillar 😚)

You both don’t really argue, Sabito hates arguing with you and sees it as something harmful and avoidable so if a problem starts to rise between you two he’ll quickly bring it up and talk about it before it gets worst

Buttt there are some problems he can’t easily fix and you two end up arguing over it

And that problem is his recklessness

One of the things you admired most about him is his hardworking and determined nature but sometimes it can get out of hand especially during missions , there were one too many times he had close calls or he allowed his anger to get the best of him and nearly loses control during battles

He would also often exhaust himself during training to the point where he faints

You and Giyuu could clearly see this was a major problem but the only person who didn’t was Sabito

You being his s/o tried to talk to him about it, but he immediately takes it as an attack which then quickly leads to an argument

During arguments he can be very cold and distant

He refuses to give you his full attention, he busies himself with other tasks acting as though your feelings isn’t a priority to him

So you would have to put your foot down and demand his attention and when he finally does give it you he’ll have this snarl on his face, his arms would be folded across his chest and he’ll lock his eyes with yours refusing to look away, his body language makes it seem it is an inconvenience talking to you

Sabito usually speaks to you in a soft, sweet , and calm tone, but when’s he’s mad at you his voice holds authority he speaks to you so formal it’s as though you’re one of his insignificant associates

He never raises his voice during an argument, he thinks he can get his point across without screaming it. The tone of his voice is sharp and everytime he speaks it cuts you like a blade

He’s an eye roller, now and then he’ll roll his eyes and scoff at something you say as if it’s utter bs

He gets annoyed and tired pretty quickly during an argument

And you can tell because he’ll completely shut you out and stop talking to you, he goes right back to his previous state of ignoring you

No matter how much you shout or make a scene he’s not batting an eye to towards your direction

And when you finally go silent and stop talking he’ll go

“ Are you done being an annoying brat? or do you have more yapping to do? “

You’ll just be standing there quiet. Shock, hurt, anger, sadness all those emotions hit you at once. When you don’t say anything he just scoffs and walks away

Sanemi

*lip smack* this dude would argue with wind if it blows too hard so it would come as a major surprise when people hear he doesn’t really agruee with his s/o

Sanemi is very much aware that his quick to anger and argumentative nature tends to chase people away from him,but he doesn’t want that when it comes to his s/o so he tries his best not to argue with them key word tries

yes you and sanemi don’t agruee everyday but you guys still do here and there and the times that you do it’s always dreadful and intense

One of the major things you both would fight over is his overprotectiveness, if you go on a mission, even worse if you go alone, he’s quick to anger and will immediately yell at you and your so called “dumb bitch” behavior and if you’re hurt that’s definitely the catalyst of the argument

It’s no surprise that he’s a complete and utter asshole during arguments. He’s the type to shout, barley give you a chance to speak, his hands are curled into a fist and glued to his sides, every time he speaks it’s almost always an insult and the tone of his voice is like a loud growl, he intensely looks you in your eyes, his pale purple eyes are filled with anger, he would be practically shaking with anger, he looks like a volcano that’s about to erupt

He would be constantly saying awful and inconsiderate things to you ,and calling you hurtful names such as annoying, dumb, useless or weak

“ You actually fucking think that you’re strong enough to kill a demon by yourself! Why can’t you drill it in your head that you’re weak?”

“Weak my ass! I defeated the demon”

“That was dumb luck, next time the demon will kill you faster than you can draw your sword and no one will save you because you’re too stupid to ask for help”

he’s so blinded by anger he doesn’t see the hurt in your face

The argument would often branch out to other topics like his jealousy or your stubbornness,

The argument usually last a really long time because both of you refuse to back down, honestly at this point it’s probably a battle who can be louder and more hurtful

Sanemi is always the first one to walk away, he storms off without saying another word leaving you all teary eyed and hurt

Giyuu

Giyuu really hates hurting your feelings, so he always tries his best to evade augments and the fact that you’re the only close person he has left is just a even bigger reason why he wants to avoid them

The only problem with his method is he literally is just ignores the problems that arise between you two , instead of talking about the situation he acts like it doesn’t exist which tends to always lead to a bigger problem which then always leads to an argument

The arguments are always about how Giyuu avoids his feelings and barely shows his true feelings with you

When you started dating him, you knew he was extremely reserved and had a hard time talking about his feelings so you were very patient with him but sometimes his continuous shying away from how he actually feels gets way out of control and not only hurts him but you seeing him in so much pain

He would come home from a mission that had way too many casualties than expected and even though he was in so much pain inside he put on a sweet, fake gentle smile for you and tried to pretend everything was fine

You would easily sniff this out and when you try to console him or try and ask what’s wrong he always evades the conversation and tries his best to persuade you he’s ok

The boy has good intentions really, he just doesn’t want his damper mood to affect you as well but it’s not fair that two get to be happy together but he as to be sad alone

It may seem wrong on your end but you try to pry and “ force” him to tell you what’s really wrong by continually asking and not taking “ juts drop it” as an answer

During an arguement he’s usually extremely quiet, he lets you do all the talking and only speaks when he finds it 100% necessary

When he does speak you can hear the indifference and tiredness in his voice, he speaks as though it is somewhat of a job talking to you

His body language and speech comes off as if he doesn’t care what you have to say and he just wants to walk away to do something more “ important” but he always stays to make it seem he’s a good significant other when in reality he’s just forcing himself to stay

During the entire argument he would be mostly quiet It usually takes him a while to get annoyed and angry but he does eventuality and when it does happen his insults are quick, and sharp they it never fail to hurt you, when he’s at his peak of annoyance he’ll shout something so vile and heartless it ends the argument right then and there it leaves you two on extremely bad terms

You’d say something like you’re only trying to help and he’ll shout

“ I don’t need you y/n! I never did and I never will, do me a favor and get off of your high horse, stop acting like you’re some kind of deity that can fix me and if you actually think you can solve my problems when you have so much of your own you’re dumber than I thought”

He’s always the first one to walk away, he usually goes deep into the woods or his room away from everyone and everything and once he’s finally alone he’ll silently begin to cry because he realizes what he did

[5p7lyy]

In her sweet arms

Iguro Obanai x wife!reader

Genre : fluff

Requested by no one

*Smooch*

“Mn.. Obanai ?” she blinked softly at the soft kiss that landed on her cheek, it seemed hesitant, as she knew that the serpent hashira always tried to show his love language, private.

“Yes, my love ?” He snuggles into her neck, tired from his recent mission, almost a cat switched roles with him at the spot.

“You finished your mission so fast I didn’t realize you were here…welcome home dear..” she smiled softly as she leaned to his touch, nuzzling to him.

“Oh, yes it was nothing but a simple demon hunt, it didn’t take too long for me to find its hideout.” a little smile made it to his face but was hidden under his bandages as he kissed her forehead softly, before pulling back looking at her in the eyes, “how are you doing today ? You seem happy.”

Stares at his heterochromia eyes before smiling gently “today seems like a good day, I can’t help but feel joy about it dear..”

“I’m glad to hear that..” glances shyly as he murmured softly “would you mind if we went to bed early ? I want to spend some quality time with you until i get my next mission” he said as he awaited for her answer.

She hummed in agreement as he started walking towards their shared room, leading her by his hand on her wrist.

She then went to get the futon out of the closet, readying it up for the both of them, also putting a small cloth next to the futon for the little snake Kaburamaru, so it can sleep comfortably , and lighting up some candles.

“Are you sure you don’t need anything from me today ? I can prepare some food for you if you’d like ?” He asked as he laid down on the futon, waiting for her to join him.

Shakes her head as she laid next to him on the futon, “don’t worry, love I’m all good.” She smiled softly almost showing her gratitude in there.

“Hm…then let’s cuddle for a while..” he murmurs tiredly as he pulled her close to himself, resting his head against her shoulder.

She rubbed circles on his back, as they cuddled on the futon in their shared room, it must’ve been a tiresome mission, she thought.

He sighed deeply as he relaxes into her, letting out a small yawn.

“Take a nap, Obanai, I’ll wake you up by your next mission, for now just rest..” she stroked his hair gently, letting him calm and relaxes in her arms.

He blushed slightly as he heard what she said, feeling somewhat embarrassed, “Thank you…for everything…” he whispered quietly.

She smiled as she hummed a sweet tune, as he snuggled Closer to her, laying his head on her chest “I’m sorry for letting you do such dangerous missions…” he mumbled softly.

“We fight for our humanity, so it can live through those next years, if we don’t the demons will take over us, it’s a great feeling knowing you were once a hero for this country

fighting for it with your life, even if the mission were hard, being just brave, not caring for the open wounds the one might have, just remembering the smiles of our country’s people, live with us in our hearts, so you don’t

need to apologize love, we both do our jobs like the others, protecting the humanity and finishing off the demons that roam in our country..” she smiled softly as she spoke with kindness, bravery laced with her tone and mostly love for her country.

He nuzzled to her, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the moment, “it feels nice when you speak about it like that, but there are many who wouldn’t see it that way.” He said as he opened his eyes again, glancing at his lover and wife lovingly.

She glanced at him with kind eyes as she smiled softly, “Some people may see it as a burden, scared for their lives than their country’s life, and it’s all just human feelings and nature, of course there is going to be time where we’re scared, happy, sad, angry, it’s the basics of human life, some people may be

arrogant, cold and harsh but deep inside they feel love for their country, living for it, for their love of life, for their parents, any of us would feel those moments when meeting some grave moments, it’s just the nature of humans, and

it’s a good thing it evolves by time where it’s in a good way or a bad way..” she spoke, showing respect and kindness for those that once lived and still do, to those who fought bravely for their country.

He looked up at her, smiling happily beneath his bandages, as he looked down at her face, “You’re right… I guess I have been lucky enough to meet someone who understands me, and has given me strength to carry on.”

She chuckled softly, as it was a hearty chuckle as she pointed with her finger on his chest where his heart was, “I’m glad enough, that I have someone who I can share my love for this life, my sibling nor my parents liked the way I talked about this country to them, so I’m glad I have someone like you, Obanai…”

She glanced lovingly at him with kind eyes, his smile grew bigger as he nodded happily, “you make me very happy, little one…”

“Now now, you need to take a nap, so you’re in full energy for your missions…” she smiled, looking at him lovingly.

He nodded, as he closed his eyes, ready to take a small nap, “are you going to sleep, soon ?” He asked curiously.

“I’ll stay awake, I don’t have that much sleepiness anyways, you rest, you had a rough day and going off to a mission soon later, so you have to rest to protect others..” she held him close in her arms as she gave him a closed eye smile.

“Sleep well Obanai..I’ll make sure to wake you up for your mission, now just rest..” she planted a kiss on his forehead as she glanced over to the small white snake that was comfortable sleeping on the cloth she gave him.

He nodded, soon as he drifted to slumber, she murmured softly, “lovely dreams then..” as she stroked his head gently, have a warm smile on her face.

[pumpkinpot]

Demon Slayer in bed HC’s

Tanjiro- is an absolute dom and I cannot be convinced otherwise. More specifically I think he’s a pleasure dom. This favorite position is being beneath you, but still in control. From here he’ll authoritate how aggressively your hips rock or how much of him you're allowed to take.

 Sometimes he’ll hold your ass a few inches above him and pound up into you, but most of the time he’s got his left hand at the base of your spine setting a tide-like pace. Your lips connect as he swallows all of your pretty moans, smiling into your mouth. He’s so close with just enough space between your bodies for his fingers on his right hand play with your overly sensitive clit. Any time you aren’t kissing he pushes you up to a sitting position so he can draw circles around your nipples, leaving tidy love-bites in trails across your chest.

Inosuke- Baby boy is needy. He doesn’t really care who is on top or bottom or what the dynamic is as long as clothes are being ripped off and parts are touching. I also, feel like he has an oral fixation. While riding him one day, he’s leaving claw marks down your side and bite marks across your chest you grab his chin, dipping your tongue into his mouth, dragging it across the back of his teeth. He makes the most sinful noise, his hips stuttering as he shatters beneath you. From then on, having your tongue, fingers, clit, tit etc. in his mouth is a must. 

He loves aftercare too. His love language is words of affirmation and if yours was similar to acts of service or quality time you know you are having a hot ass meal and some top of the line cuddle times with him after while he is showered with praises. He’ll also def dress any of your wounds he may have given you, but you may have had to teach him how the first time. 

Zenitsu- He just wants to be loved. No matter how nasty the session is, he’s telling you how much he adores you the entire time. It’s a lot of reaffirmation and fluff. This boy will have you in a mating press, you’re on your third orgasm and he’s like, “look at how well you’re taking me, fuck, I adore you.” For him to truly feel fulfilled though while he’s cumming he'll whimper into your mouth, “I- I love you.” and if you say it back? expect another round. He also lives for cock-warming. From what we’ve seen he’s most.. alert when asleep and that doesn’t necessarily change during sex. This is a way for him to stay grounded to you while resting. it doesn’t have to be full on sex, but you two pooh bearing it, him resting between your folds is perfect. 

[luvbugs-blog]

getting saved by...

pairings: tanjiro x reader, inosuke x reader, zenitsu x reader

a/n: there will be a part two... but switched! you saving them!

warnings: POSSIBLE SPOILERS! also mentions of death in inosuke's (reader has to do what tanjiro did to wake up on the mugen train)

part two!

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tanjiro kamado

you try to brace yourself as you're thrown against a tree. it hurts, but you have to keep going. you think of the bright smile that always inspires you when you need it. the smile of your best friend. you take in a deep breath in, trying to control your total concentration, as you reflect on where you are at, and how you would rather be back at the butterfly mansion with your friends, who haven't finished healing yet.

you lift yourself up just in time to deflect the blood demon art of the spider sister, who almost captured you in her web ball. you fling yourself to the side, and when you jump up, prepared for the next attack, she's gone.

strange. you look around you at all of your surroundings, hoping that she won't pop out from behind the trees. your power, besides your breathing, is in your strength, so unfortunately, you lack any power of being able to sense where your opponent is by smell, audio, or some weird beasty sense thing that inosuke possesses.

you still and close your eyes, trying to focus on listening, when you hear something above you. something isn't right about this.

you are able to jump to the side just as the monster leaps where you were. this thing is massive, with a godawful spider face. not only is it creepy, but it scares you enough that you hide behind a tree, trying to think of a plan. that's when you remember tanjiro again.

last week, the two of you were eating breakfast at the butterfly mansion. you were sitting next to each other, chatting and occasionally laughing at inosuke devouring his onigiri. you turn to focus back on your conversation about tanjrio's "hinokami kagura", and how impressive it is.

"you truly are amazing, tanjiro! not even the hashira can perform two breathing techniques!" you gush, trying to imagine yourself doing the same. "you must feel so powerful!"

tanjiro scratches at his neck, trying to push down the raging blush that had formed on his face. "it's really not that impressive! I'm sure you could do the same if you really tried."

"oh, don't be ridiculous. i'm not near close enough to your level. and don't be modest either! just don't forget about me when you become a hashira," you say, with a little joke at the end.

tanjiro grabs your hands and stares at you a little too intensely. you feel a little startled. "don't say that about yourself! you are an incredible swordsman and i constantly want to be like you."

you blink, unsure what to make of the fervent compliments. you open your mouth, but before you can respond, he continues.

"you inspire me with your strength. you never give up and that is what's truly amazing!" you swear you can see little puffs of steam coming out of his ears.

"uh..."

"so don't underestimate yourself!"

you blink for a moment, trying to find your composure. and you don't know what else to do but laugh.

"well, alright then!" you give him a huge smile and hug him tight. "thank you, tanjiro," you whisper into his ear. he just hugged you tighter to his body. what you missed seeing was the very pointed look given to him by zenitsu.

you brace yourself and make a move from behind the tree, rushing at the creature who was looking for you in the opposite direction. activating your first breathing form, you aim at the giant's arm, hoping to buy some time while he is regenerating. but your sword doesn't cut through. instead, he flings you a couple meters back. you land harshly on the ground, and you wince when you feel your ribs crack. you take a deep breath in, desperately hoping for an idea to get you out of this mess.

the monster roars, destroying trees in his path as he searches for you. "LEAVE MY FAMILY ALONE."

some hell of a family, you think, as you roll out of the way to escape a tree from crushing you. you rush at the monster again, this time aiming for his neck with your sixth breathing form, but to no avail. your sword still doesn't go through.

you can see the monster's hand coming towards you. you're going to die. there's no way you can move out of the way without breaking your sword, and you won't be able to survive without it. think! you desperately rack your brain for ideas, but it's too late.

you close your eyes as the hand comes to you, but you never feel the impact. you quickly open your eyes to see a checkered haori blocking the monster's head.

"tanjiro!"

"y/n! i was so worried when we arrived and saw all of the bodies!" the hand shakes the two of you off, and tanjiro holds you close as you both fall to the ground. he's quick to jump to his feet, but you're still a little sore from your earlier exchanges with the tree. he gives you a charming smile as he helps you off the ground. "i'm so glad you are alright."

you jump up to give him a tight hug, trying to fight off the nerves of your near-death experience.

"gonpachiro! are you going to help me out or keep flirting?" you cough as he glances over at inosuke trying to saw his way through the monster's arm.

before you can react, he presses a quick kiss to your forehead before running to help. "stay alive, ok!" he yells, "i have to confess something after the battle!"

you allow yourself one bashful smile before lunging into the fight, helping your future bf and one weird boar.

inosuke hashibira

you gasp for air as you're being held down by the neck by the train's appendage. you try to break free, but your sword is just out of reach and the tentacle thing is just too slimy to really grab hold of it. with one hand, you try to free your neck, and with the other hand, you strain for your sword. the appendage lifts you a bit and slams you back down, making something in your arm snap. you try to scream, but nothing comes out. your vision starts getting a little blurry, and black starts creeping around the edges.

what should you do? before you can do anything, a big eye pops out and blinks at you.

when you open your eyes, you have to adjust, because it suddenly got very bright. you sit up off the ground, looking around for the train, but you don't see anything. you do recognize this dirt path you are on though.

you lift yourself up and start along the path until you come across... the butterfly mansion? something wasn't right. you were supposed to be helping tanjiro and inosuke with the train demon.

just then you heard a cackle coming from inside the building. how is inosuke here? you also heard a scream coming from the inside. you sprint to the sound, and throw the doors open to see your little sibling cowering behind your parents, who were in a protective stance and looking up at the ceiling. on the ceiling was inosuke, crawling around like a weirdo.

"mom? dad?" how were they here? their deaths were the reason you became a demon slayer in the first place. tears start pouring down your cheeks as you run towards your beloved family. you stay there, hugging them for what seems like hours. your parents were very confused, but accepted the affection nontheless. your sibling was giggling at how stupid you looked, but you could care less, because at least they were alive.

maybe this whole slayer thing was just a bad dream. BAM. you jerk your head to see inosuke had come down from the ceiling. how did you forget? so the slayer thing was not just a dream. so what the hell is happening?

inosuke walks up to you and grabs your hand. "come on, y/n! let's go train." he walks you outside and into the woods.

"inosuke, i think something is wrong. we were fighting a demon and then we ended up back here. do you know anything?" he steps back and lifts his mask up, letting it fall to the ground.

"what the hell are you talking about?" he starts towards you, backing you into a tree. you put your hands to his chest, looking into his eyes.

"this is not the time to fight right now! i'm being serious-" you are silenced when he puts his finger to your lips, cocks his head and looks at you.

"the fuck are you yappin' about? you know the training thing is just a ruse." he puts his hands on your side and squeezes, making you gasp. he lays his head into the crook of your neck and gives you a small little bite, in which you grab onto his shoulders in shock. "we do this all the time."

Y/N!

you push inosuke back and look around. you grab onto his shoulder and gently shake it.

"didn't you hear that?" he just snorts. "hear what?"

Y/N!

"there it is again! someone is calling my name!" inosuke shakes his head and pushes against you once more, arms circling your waist. he starts to leave kisses up your neck, which causes you to let out a little whine. this was a little dream of yours that you kept a secret so no one would find out about your little crush.

pause.

A DREAM! of course!

"i've got to get out of here." inosuke lifts his head up.

"what?"

"you don't understand. this is a dream! the real you needs me right now." you run around the woods, searching for the demon that put you to sleep. if you kill it, you might be able to get out. how else would you wake up?

you slow to a stop, realizing the demon isn't in the dream with you. dream inosuke pokes your back. "what are you doing?"

you turn to him, unsure of what you're about to do. you reach to his waist and grab one of his swords.

"i'm sorry." you whisper, terrified. you bring the sword up to your neck. what if you're wrong? what if there are repercussions from the dream in reality. what if you actually died?

you push your hand up again the blade, ready, when a hand grabs your wrist. you look up into his beautiful face, which looked miserable.

"don't you want to be with me?" you almost drop the sword from your neck. you raise your hand to dream inosuke's face.

"it's all i've ever wanted, since we met. that's why i have to do this. to be with the real you." you pull your wrist free and scream, and with a twist of the blade, everything goes dark.

you wake up and take a deep breath. you can feel the wind from the roof of the train, and you realize it worked. you look over to see the appendage that was holding you wither into dust on the ground.

"you done taking your little nap? we got a demon to kill!" you smile at the taunting voice coming from behind you. you turn and jump into his arms.

"h-hey!" you lift his mask to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"thank you for waking me up," you say, before running off to where tanjiro was calling your name. inosuke follows behind you, very glad the mask is covering the redness of his face.

zenitsu agatsuma

there is no way you are making it out of this one alive, unless you hear the drum again. there are two demons making their way to you in this moving house. you aren't skilled enough to taken on two demons by yourself. so you are holding out that the drum will beat again soon, so that the rooms will shift. the first demon crawls closer and lashes it's tongue at you. you swipe at it, and the tip falls off, spraying blood over your uniform. while the first demon sprawls backwards in pain, the second lunges at you, and just as you swing your sword at it's neck, the drum shifts the rooms around.

you fall through the air in this new room, but land on something solid. you look down to see zenitsu under you.

"oh my goodness!" you hug him tight, thankful to see his face instead of another demon. while you're too busy with your relief, he's focused on your legs on either side of his waist. pervert.

his euphoria ends quickly, however, when you hoist yourself up and introduce yourself to the kid he is with. shoichi, the little boy, is so relieved that another slayer joined them, so he didn't have to put up with zenitsu's tantrums by himself.

while he is introducing himself, zenitsu sits up and screams. you turn, shielding the boy behind you, when you spot the tongue demon making it's way toward the three of you.

you all run to the nearest room and while you hope for another drum, you know you won't be so lucky this time, so you focus your attention on the door, hoping to be able to ambush the demon when he enters the room.

"no, no, no, no, no. please wake up." you turn to see zenitsu passed out on the floor.

"shoichi, i need you to get him to the wall if you can." then you turn your attention to the approaching demon, whose tongue had already regenerated. the tongue lashes out at you once more, but faster this time. you knew you wouldn't have time to cut it off, so you settle for deflecting it.

but the force of his tongue was too strong, and you were thrown backwards, hitting the wall and roughly falling to the ground. you crawl back over to zenitsu and shoichi, praying the drum sounds again.

you go to stand up to face the demon again when a soft hand pushes you back. you look up to see zenitsu and are surprised. wasn't he just passed out?

you see him get into position and hear a faint, "thunder breathing, first form". you blink and the demon is dead.

zenitsu sways for a second before falling back to the ground. you rush over to make sure he's ok to discover he's... STILL ASLEEP?

he jerks awake and squeals when he see's the demon's body disintegrating. he latches onto your torso and shamelessly hides his face into your skin.

"y/n-chaaaaan, you saved me! thank you thank you thank you!"

you look over at shoichi who just shrugs. with a small laugh, you lean over and press a kiss to zenitsu's head.

"let's try to get out of here, yeah?"

"AHHH y/n-chaaaaaan! let's get married!"

a/n: SORRRRRY i am so tired and so i rushed zenitsu's, but i hope it's still good! i'll try to finish the part two tomorrow (with a special surprise drabble!)

[nayrring]

His hands can do wonders not in forging swords only

[equestriagirl16]

Forgive me for disappearing lovelies but here have sum-

Demon slayer bois texts!~

Notes: modern au obviously, Imma say the Kamaboko squad are in late high school similar to the academy shorts. But the rest are in college and they’re all still familiar with each other. I also rly wanted to hint at Uzui’s wives maybe being his girlfriends and you also being one of his partners in this, but I kinda chickened out so idk maybe I’ll try adding that in the future cause I do like me the Tengen +wives package deal(0w0)

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Tanjiro Kamado❤️

Zenitsu Agatsuma⚡️

Inosuke Hashibira🐗

Uzui Tengen💎

Kyojuro Rengoku🔥

Sanemi Shinazugawa💨

Giyu Tomioka🌊

[wisteriadaydreams]

Can you make a part 2 of party crasher it was so good!!!

THREE'S NOT A CROWD

pairing: Kamado Tanjirō x fem!reader

genre: fluff

words: 2.1k

Part 1

You didn't think any of it when Tanjirō first interrupted your alone time with Nezuko, nor did anything cross your mind the second or third time.

After all, it wouldn't be strange for a brother to want to spend time with his sister, would it? And this is Tanjirō you're talking about, too. Dedicated, determined Tanjirō who would sacrifice a life of simple pleasures and coal-streaked hands for a life wreathed in shadows and the smell of acrid blood to turn his sister back into a human. Tanjirō who would sacrifice anything for Nezuko.

Their bond is one that you often find yourself be envious of. It's one built on years of mutual trust and support, and now even with Nezuko's inability to speak, they're still able to communicate as easily as ever before. One of the things that always bring a smile to your face is seeing the siblings interact — Nezuko making muffled sounds and gesturing animatedly in an effort to convey her thoughts, and Tanjirō nodding along and even asking follow-up questions as if they're having a normal conversation. There's no doubt in your mind that they understand each other, theirs is a bond that surpasses verbal words.

And perhaps another reason why it doesn't bother you is because you enjoy his company too much.

You're convinced that it would be hard-pressed to find anyone who doesn't want to spend more time with Tanjirō once they got to know him. (You know Inosuke does as well, even if he tries to deny it indignantly and loudly.) He goes above and beyond in helping others, and he spends time with people because he genuinely wants to get to know them. You can say something flippantly once and he'll somehow magically be able to remember it. You'll never forget that time when he brings you your favorite late night snack even though you've only mentioned it in passing once.

He's sweet and too kind for his own good and deserves everything good that this world cannot offer to him, so it's only right that you like to be around him so much, wouldn't it? Is it that unusual that even though you're already spending time with him during the day, you hesitate to tell him to leave the room because it never feels enough?

Though you think nothing of it, Nezuko seems to believe otherwise.

You like to say that you've become more attuned to your friend's thoughts and feelings, so you didn't miss the looks that would constantly flit between Tanjirō and you — pensive, with a knowing glint that makes her rosy eyes shimmer for a moment. On one particular evening, when the aforementioned boy has yet to barge through those shoji doors, Nezuko pulled you aside, her face knitted in determination.

Your senses tingled as you watched her write rapidly on your palm as if she has no time to lose.

"What do you think of my brother?"

You registered the question and thought about its motive for a moment, but the answer is already bursting onto your tongue before you can stop it. "I think he's a great friend. He never hesitates to lend a hand and he's always gentle with others. He's considerate and compassionate, and his strength always inspire me every day. I think you of all people know how wonderful your brother is, why are you asking me this?"

"Do you only think of him as a friend?"

You stared at the words even as the touch of her fingers have left your hand, something crackling under your skin like electricity.

"What do you mean? Should I be thinking of him as anything else?"

Nezuko gazed at you with that same knowing look as if she already knew the answer. You didn't understand why, but your heart started beating faster as you turn over her question in your mind. There's no doubt that you care about him. You would do anything to ensure his safety, from having his back in battle to tearing a piece of fabric from your clothes to put pressure on his wound. You drag his limp body inside after training and make hot drinks when both of you are in the kitchen, the moon high and the hallways quiet. You do all these things and more, and you know that he would do the same for you.

Isn't that what friends do when they care about each other?

But then there are the inexplicables. The light tremors that send your heart bouncing around like it's actively trying to escape from your chest. The way your stomach would flip and the hairs on your arm would stand up when he happens to move a little closer to you. The sense of belonging and comfort that turns your mind into a bed of clouds, something that you've only felt when you're with him. There are times when you feel like being around him is like standing too close to the sun — resplendent and blinding, burning down all of your defenses and filling you with light.

(You think you understand why a moth is so tempted by the flame.)

Nezuko's fingers moved to construct the beginning of another sentence, but the sound of the shoji door opening interrupted her. Tanjirō walked through and the wisps of her words is a thought unfinished, but you're able to fill in the gaps nonetheless.

Despite what you believed, those questions may be buried somewhere deep in your thoughts, but they never truly escaped. You still care deeply for Tanjiro, but those inexplicables have become more noticeable, more nagging and pulling at the strings of your mind. You like to think that you still acted the same around him, but perhaps the implication that your actions haven't changed is even more telling.

(And perhaps you're just afraid to give a name to what you can already explain.)

You knew you needed to talk to Nezuko and for once, as you walk towards her room in the middle of the night, you hope that Tanjirō won't be there. The noises of the peaceful night is lost on you as you focus on one destination in mind, but even as your ears seem to tune out the world, you're still able to notice the thump of very familiar footsteps.

"(Y/N)!" His voice is not loud enough to bounce off the walls, but enough to kick your heart into overdrive.

"Tanjirō?" Though you were hoping to not run into him, a traitorous part of you can't help but feel happy. "What's wrong? You looked like you ran here." It's barely noticeable, but you hear him panting a little, his chest rising up and down more than usual.

"There's...something I need to talk to you about. Can–can we go somewhere else?"

You silently debate on what to do in your mind. Although you really really want to talk to Nezuko right now, it's hard to deny him. So, after an arduous mental battle with yourself, you finally find yourself nodding. He takes you to a secluded spot in the garden that you showed him, where you know no one would interrupt you. It makes you wonder what is so important that he wants no one to walk in on you.

The moon is a beacon of light, and even the butterflies seem to have ceased their flight to make way for the silence. Even then, no one said a word.

You couldn't recall the last time you felt this jittery around him. He has always been able to make you feel comfortable, no matter the time or situation. So it's almost strange to see him like this, his feet rooted to the ground, him wringing his hands together, his eyes darting all over the place but never on you.

You think you should say something, but your tongue felt like it just turned into dead weight in your mouth. Inevitably, your eyes land on each other, but it manages to make both of you almost jump out of your skins and immediately look away.

"So...uh—" The act of talking somehow become an entirely foreign concept to you. "You wanted to talk to me about something?"

"Right! Right...umm..." Tanjirō is just as tongue-tied as you are, his bottom lip being gnawed between his teeth. Finally, you see him take in several deep breaths, and after what seems like an internal battle, he gains back some of his confidence. He looks at you with that familiar, resolute spark, the one that always make you unable to tear your eyes away.

"I want you to know that I care about you, and not in the way you think. Well, no, actually, maybe yes like the way you think. I do care about you that way, as a friend and companion." His previous confidence slowly dissipates as he rambles, but you patiently listen to him. "But the thing is my care for you runs deeper than that. Whenever you get injured, I feel like I'm also the one that got hurt. All I wanted is for you to be safe, happy, and smiling. But then I realized...that I want you to always smile at me like that." His words make your breath hitch, but you're barely able to recover as he continues. "Your smile makes my day better no matter what, and I find myself wanting to talk to you, want to be with you even if it's too late to be awake. I admire how strong you are, admire how you're able to stand up no matter how many times you fall. I like how you would hum a little song under your breath while you're doing something. I like how you would close your eyes in satisfaction whenever you eat. I like how you would deny that you're sleepy even when tears form in your eyes from yawning. I like how you would grumble when it's too early in the morning and Inosuke's already causing a ruckus. I like them all...and I realized that it's because I like you...I like everything about you."

He stops for breath, his entire body shaking and his knees going weak as if he just went through the hardest training in his life. You, on the other hand, while your brain is desperately gobbling up everything that he said and examining them over and over again in disbelief and shock, your heart finally gains the courage to give the inexplicables the name that has been right there all along.

"...(Y/N)? D-do you want to say something? You don't have to answer anything right now if you don't want to! I-I just want to know what you're thinking."

"Oh. Oh." The word is soft as it spills from your lips. Raw, unbridled waves of emotions too rapid for you to place buzzes to the very tips of your toes, making your hands fly to your mouth when tears begin to form in the corner of your eyes. "I can't believe it."

"(Y/N?! What's wrong?" Tanjirō immediately panics at the sight of them. "Was it something I said?"

"No, no, it isn't that." You wave your hands around and let out a bewildered chuckle. "Do you want to know why I was walking through the estate this late at night? I wanted to talk to Nezuko about you, about how I've been feeling different around you. But now, I don't need to do that anymore. Because I realize that I like you. I like you so much, Tanjiro."

"Oh my gods." His eyes are wide like the moon. "I was just with Nezuko. She was the one who got me to acknowledge my feelings for you. She told me I kept interrupting your time with her because I wanted to spend time with you, and she's...not wrong about that." He avoids your eyes as a blush overtakes his cheeks.

"Oh, I see. Well, I like spending time with you too." Now it's your turn to feel butterflies in your stomach. All those moments run through your mind, and you seem to see them in a new light. "So, where do we go from here?"

"I know that being a Demon Slayer throws us into situations that we can't anticipate. There's no telling what will happen in the future, what may happen to us. But even with such uncertainty, there's no doubt in my heart that I want to be by your side. I want to hold your hand and watch the stars with you. I want to eat meals with you and hear you talk. I want to lay on the grass and watch the clouds go by with you." There are many more things that Tanjirō wants and wants, but they can reveal themselves another day. "If that's alright with you."

His eyes burn like smoldering cinders, and you know that there's nothing he can ask of you that you would deny him of.

"Of course." You step closer to him, in search of that warmth that radiates like the sun, enough to finally understand what it's like to be set ablaze. "Of course."

(You're getting Nezuko whatever she wants the next time you see her.)

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[tanjiromenon]

Hello! May I request fluffy general dating hcs for Sabito, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Rengoku and Giyuu? Basically just them being cute boyfriends ^^ you can make the reader gn or female your choice! /3

hey hey hey! this was so cute ack but please excuse the fact that sanemi might be a little ooc i do not know how to write for him 💀

also hi!! sorry this is like, idk a month late :/

warnings: spoilers for sabito’s section, lots of fluff ! ( also hinting at the events in mugen train )

Tanjiro:

when you and tanjirō first got together, he was pretty inexperienced to say the least.

this was his first relationship ever, he didn’t want to mess it up somehow, despite being the best boyfriend one could ever ask for.

his flustered face was quite a common sight for the first few months, he blushed at every little thing… wether it was just a small brush of each other’s hand or looking into your eyes, he always ended up red as a tomato.

but tanjirō always had his ways of making you blush as well.

“you’re really beautiful, you know. you are the most angelic thing i have ever seen.”

assuming you’re a demon slayer, when out on missions tanjirō has a habit of holding your hand and keeping you close.

he knows you can look after yourself, he just cares a lot!

tanjirō also loves surprising you! even if it’s something small like breakfast in bed, hugs from behind or running you a bath! he always has your best interest in heart.

will miss you a lot when you’re not able to see each other, so he will talk to nezuko about you for hours on end, ending up in her falling asleep.

doesn’t get jealous at all, and the only time he seems jealous is when he’s protective of you.

whenever you ask him about it, he’ll simply say, “i could smell something off about them.”

hugs you like you’re the most precious thing in the world (which you are, in his eyes), and loves your scent above all else.

it’s something that comforts him.

tanjirō is a great boyfriend 10/10!!

Rengoku:

rengoku. the most sensual and honest person you have ever met.

when you had both formed a relationship, there wasn’t really a difference from your friendship at first.

the only thing you could note that was different was how overjoyed he would get every time he saw you.

“i don’t have to hide my love for you, y/n!”

it was pretty obvious he had liked you for a while, though.

rengoku always looked at you with such, longing, the smile that would grow on his face reminding you of how lucky you are.

“how lucky you are? i’m the one who’s lucky!”

Rengoku always managed to find some time to spend with you, being a hashira was not easy, but he always made it work. for you, he tried.

would take you out on dates whenever he had free time, usually to a quiet and serene place where you two could lie down on the grass and point out the clouds.

extremely cheesy at times.

“the sky’s beautiful.”

“you’re more beautiful, my love.”

likes to hold your hands a lot, stroking his thumb over them as he told you how much he loved you.

rengoku also had a habit of kissing your forehead when bidding you farewell, his nose brushing against yours afterwards.

just like tanjirō, it was near to impossible to make rengoku jealous, he knew you were loyal, so why should he worry?

he was also extremely supportive of everything you did, constantly cheering you on from the sidelines with a big grin.

liked to show you off to everyone you meet. “this is my partner, y/n! aren’t they lovely?”

liked to cuddle you under the stars, holding you close to him, slightly scared that when he wakes up that you’ll be gone.

couldn’t go a day without being with you.

you were his lifeline, as he called it. something he couldn’t bear to be without.

also liked telling you about his upcoming missions before he left. his excited face was the best sight one could ever ask for.

“i must be quick, my love. after all, i’ve got a train to catch!”

Giyū:

giyū is surprisingly very talkative (compared to how he is normally) when he’s with you.

likes to send you flowers when out on missions with cute notes like, “missing you greatly, my love.” “this place is quite dim without you.”

you don’t know how he does it; he doesn’t tell you.

giyū likes to cuddle you and play with your hair, he tends to do it subconsciously when he’s sleeping with you.

when you first got together he didn’t speak much, it was extremely awkward for the first couple of weeks.

but then, he slowly started getting more comfortable: small brushes of your hands to hand holding, small pecks on the forehead to kisses on the lips….

he never dared do anything too intimate (in his eyes) without your definite consent though.

for example, “can i hug you..?” “yes, giyū, you can hug me.” “are you sure?” “yes, gi-” “-but are you 100% sure-”

it’s very rare that you two argue; when you do giyū shuts it down immediately.

he hates arguing with you, he always feels guilty afterwards, even if it wasn’t his fault.

likes to spoil you quite a lot. you want it? you got it.

even if he sees you glance at something through a shop window he’ll remember to go back and get it later on.

“that looks nice!” “in what size, dear?” “what about the price?” “what size.”

if you’re very careless and outgoing then he’ll be extra protective over you. after all, if he doesn’t watch you then who will?

acts annoyed sometimes but he secretly likes it, just gives him an excuse to be with you even longer.

overall, giyū loves and cares for you a lot. he wouldn’t know what he would do without you in his life.

Sabito:

tough. this boy is tough.

will definitely convince you to train with him, and god forbid if you agree to let him mentor you.

doesn’t hold back when it comes to just a small flaw in your training, makes you correct it immediately.

don’t think that he’s doing it just to be mean, though. in reality he’s just extremely worried for your safety and doesn’t want you to get hurt.

sabito is also worried that if something happens to him you’ll have no one to protect you, so you’ll have to learn to protect yourself.

looks at you with the softest eyes even when scolding you, even if his face is red from frustration and with furrowed eyebrows.

“i just want you to be okay, y/n.”

despite being your boyfriend for quite a while, he still struggles to come to grasp with physical intimacy.

kisses on the cheeks and holding your hand should suffice for now.

also likes to take you on small picnics and always finding ways to make you laugh.

likes to pinch your cheeks as well.

like giyū, he hates it when you argue. he doesn’t argue back though, only listens to what you have to say before nodding and trying to come up with solutions or make amends.

sabito definitely freaks out when he finds out you’re participating in final selection. it should’ve been obvious from the get-go, but, it’s far too dangerous.

tries to convince urokodaki to not let you do it.

“then all of the training you and urokodaki put me through would’ve been useless!”

this, this was the only time he ever argued back.

even as you walked into final selection he held your hand until the very end, giving you a final goodbye.

Sanemi:

as you might already know, sanemi was quite… hot-headed.

you’ll have to be extremely patient with him. he does love you, he just doesn’t know how to show it properly.

tends to lash out at the smallest things but almost always manages to calm down when you’re there.

it’s almost as if he’s trying to suppress his anger so you don’t see him that way.

sanemi is the most protective of you, doesn’t let anyone he has the littlest ounce of dislike come near you.

“i’ll slash off your head if you try and do anything! don’t get any funny ideas!”

not the biggest fan of pda or being intimate but he’s certainly trying.

you wouldn’t make him do anything he doesn’t want to do, though.

his whole life he has lost so many people and he’s scared he’ll lose you too, which is honestly one of his worst fears.

this also meant he wasn’t experienced with relationships at all. most of the people he had liked before ended up running away.

tried to give you a massage once and you ended up getting cramped up, tanjirō had to end up helping you, much to sanemi’s distaste.

the one thing he is comfortable with is caressing your face and holding it in his hands, there’s something so comforting about that.

you both try to avoid arguing as much as possible, knowing how bad it could get.

if you’re both hot-headed then… oh dear.

sanemi loves you a lot, just be patient with him.