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Uzui Tengen âą Kny : Hashira Training Arc âą ep 3
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I DEFINITELY DIDN'T NEED TO HEAR KYOJURO'S VOICE IN TODAY'S LAST EPISODE, OKAY???
GODDAMMIT UFOTABLE YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME UGLY CRY BECAUSE OF THAT SUNSHINE MAN đđđ
I love him so much đ„ș
#Kny#Demon slayer#rengoku kyojuro#kyojuro rengoku#I love him so much#And here I am crying again#Touya's fate first now this#no rest for the wicked#Kimetsu no yaiba#éŹŒæ»
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YO THE LAST EPISODE WAS SO GOOD. UFOTABLE GIVING MAPPA A RUN FOR THEIR MONEY. DONT GET ME WRONG I LOVE THE MANGA BUT THE INFINTY CASTLE ARC IS GOING TO LOOK SOOOO GOOD ANINATED
3 MOVIES INSTEAD OF NEW SEASONS????? (announced on twitter by the official page) this bout to be aot the final all over again.
Iâve been watching demon slayer since season one and read all of the manga about 2 years ago. I know the movies will be awhile but seeing it coming to an end soon is just crazy. I saw this series through even when it was getting hate for being mainstream and whatever they were saying about it. GOTOUGE SENSEI THANK U FOR EVERYTHING!!!
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#oficial art#kimetsu#kimetsu hashira training arc#kimetsu no yaiba#kimetsu no yaiba hashira geiko hen#kimetsu no yaiba hashira training arc#éŹŒæ»
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saltburn (2023)
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Promotional Visuals for
Kimetsu no Yaiba: To The Hashira Training
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âKimetsu no Yaiba: Hashira Geiko-henâ The TV Anime Announced
Following its airing the eleventh and last episode of Kimetsu no Yaiba: Katanakaji no Sato-hen (Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba Swordsmith Village Arc) revealed a television anime adaptation of the following arcâHashira Geiko-hen (Hashira Training Arc). A promotional announcement video and five teaser images were also made available on the official website.
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Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba Hashira Training Arc finalmente estreia na Crunchyroll
Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba Hashira Training Arc acaba de ser confirmado para maio de 2024! JĂĄ tem um novo trailer esperando por vocĂȘ. #DemonSlayer #KimetsunoYaiba #DemonSlayerHashiraTrainingArc
Nesta segunda-feira (08), a Crunchyroll e a Aniplex of America anunciaram a estreia de Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba Hashira Training Arc. A transmissĂŁo acontecerĂĄ exclusivamente na Crunchyroll a partir de 12 de maio, com episĂłdios novos toda semana. AlĂ©m disso, um novo trailer foi liberado, juntamente com uma nova arte promocional. Confira abaixo o trailer e a sinopse do novo arco: Sinopse:âŠ
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I wasn't expecting this kind of KIBUTSUJI MUZAN:
#muzan kibutsuji x reader#muzan kibutsuji#muzan x reader#muzan smut#muzan x y/n#kibutsuji muzan#demon slayer muzan#muzan#kny#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#muzan x oc#muzan x you#kibutsuji kny#hashira training arc#hashira x reader#hashira geiko hen#hashira oc#kimetsu no yaiba oc#kimetsu no yaiba x reader#kimetsu no yaiba muzan#kimetsu no yaiba x you#kny hashira#kny oc#kny x reader#kny spoilers#kny muzan#kny manga#kny anime#kny x y/n
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Hashira Training: Wifely Duties
Synopsis: Your husband is working hard to train the members of the Demon Slayer corps in preparation for the upcoming battle with Muzan. However, they seem a bit stressed. You decide to help in other ways, like a good wife. Pairings: [SEPARATE] Uzui x Reader, Giyu x Reader, Obanai x Reader, Sanemi x Reader, Rengoku x Reader, Gyomei x Reader
Content: MDNI, fem! reader, oral male & female receiving, dacryphilia (Uzui), bath sex (Uzui), bondage (Obanai), pregnancy (Himejima), unprotected sex, rough sex (Sanemi), overstimulation, breeding (Rengoku), I hope I didnât forget anything else but sorry if I did.
Word count: 7.2K (bruh)
A/N: Just finished the Hashira Training Arc. No anime episode has ever stressed me more than that finale...Added Rengoku as a hypothetical what-if since he's my favorite hashira. Muichiro excluded since he's a little baby but I still love him.
Uzui Tengen: Former Sound Hashira
âMove your asses! If you donât finish the last rep, no dinner for you tonight!â
Your husbandâs loud voice carries a great distance, no surprise coming from the former sound hashira. This allows you to find him and your other co-wives fairly easily as you make your way up the mountain side where Tengenâs endurance camp had been set up.
Youâre met with a somewhatâŠcomedic(?) sight..of your flashy husband dressed in a casual kimono swinging a wooden sword at the fallen demon slayers who were clearly on the verge of passing out from exhaustion. You couldnât help but feel pity for the poor kids.
âIf you donât get it together youâll never survive what the other hashira have in store,â Tengen huffed, seemingly more annoyed than angry.
âNow now, Tengen-sama, donât be so hard on the kids,â you sigh, setting down the extra pot you had been tasked with bringing to help prepare dinner. âYouâll end up giving them all nightmares.â
The way Tengenâs face lights up when he sees you makes your heart flutter. "Y/n! I was wondering where you went off to."
"I asked her to go back home to grab another stew pot," Makio chimed in, all while throwing a subtle glare towards a Suma. "Since someone forgot to do what they were told and bring it like asked.
Suma proceeds to hide behind you and Hinatsuru as you help her with the rice for the onigiri. "Uwahh! Y/n-san! Hinatsuru-san! Makio-san is targeting me again!"
"Please, don't start," You sigh.
"We all need to do our part," Hinatsuru said, like the mature woman of the group she was. "Let's do our best with dinner so that we aren't inconveniencing Tengen-sama."
With four sets of hands, you guys get dinner done by sundown, the smell of fresh onigiri and beef stew wafting through the air. However, the poor demon slayers were so worn out from your husband's brutal training, you don't think any of them would have the energy to even think about eating. Still, Tengen snaps at them to do so as to not let you all's hard work go to waste.
"Tengen-sama, please try to relax a little," you gently say, tugging on the end of his kimono. You offer him a bowl you had prepared. "It's not good to get so worked up."
Although grateful, Tengen doesn't say anything as he takes the food you offered, sipping the broth in silence.
That night, you soak in the Uzui Manner's private onsen, the stress of the day clouding your thoughts. Youâre worried. You know the final battle against Muzan will inevitably happen, but youâre terrified. For your friends. For your family. What if Tengen has to come out of retirement to help? What if you and your co-wives are caught in the middle like in the Red Light District?
Youâre so in your head that you donât even hear the door open and someone enter. âWhat a surprise. I thought you were in bed by now.â
Tengenâs voice startles you and youâre quick to sink into the water to cover yourself. Your husbandâs laughter fills your ears. âWhat are you being shy for?â Clad in nothing but a towel, you gawk at your husbandâs physique. Despite officially retiring from the Demon Slayer Corps, his consistent training kept him in shape.
âYou just surprised meâŠthatâs allâŠâ
Tengen settles behind you in the bath, the water sloshing as he enters and pulls you into his lap. You relax against his chest. âYou wanna tell me what you were thinking about?â He asks, tracing his hand down your side making you shiver involuntarily.
âN-noâŠ.its nothing. But you seemed stressed earlier, Tengen-sama. Is there anything I can do for you.â
Tengen sighs, leaning back against the edge of the bath, arms spread and muscles tense. âItâs nothing, love, donât worry.â
You frown. You then turn so that youâre straddling Tengenâs lap, the water splashing with your movement. Tengen raises a brow in confusion, but doesnât question your actions. âP-please allow me to help you, Tengen-sama.â
Tengen chuckles, cupping your cheek gently. âYou already do more than enough for me, and for that Iâm very grateful.â The kiss he pressed against your lips starts off soft, only to grow more intense and desperate. You squirm, letting out a small whimper.
Feeling you rock against him, Tengen groans, his cock beginning to harden. He scoops you up underneath your thighs with one hand, not breaking your kiss. As he lays you down on the onsen deck, you shiver at the cold feeling of the stone. Tengen trails gentle kisses down your neck while his fingers grace your clit, stimulating the sensitive nerves.
âW-wait. W-wait,â you suddenly protest. Tengen pulls back, worried he hurt you. âI-I want to be of use to you, Tengen-sama. Please let me please you.â
Tengen wears a rather perplexed expression before chuckling. He sits back on the end of the bath. âOk then, please me.â
You drop to your knees before your husband, taking his cock gently into your hands. Itâs already stiff with arousal, pre pearling at the fat tip. Your finger traces the thick vein running up the side of Tengenâs length, making him twitch.
Tengen groaned as your warm mouth enveloped him, his head leaning back in satisfaction as his fingers gripped your hair tightly. You immediately began to suck, feeling your jaw strain as he began to swell in size. Tears prickled in your eyes, and you rest your hands on Tengenâs thighs to steady yourself.
"Mhmm fuck," Tengen moaned deeply. His low raspy voice only turned you on more. He gripped Your hair harsher and pulled you closer; you nearly gag. "Fuck. Don't stop. Use your hand. Fuck. There you go.â
You eagerly obliged, sucking him harder and taking more of him, or as much as you could cause he was just so damn big. Tears trickle down your cheeks, and it takes all Tengenâs willpower to not buck into your mouth. The sight of you looking at him so innocently, crying as you try to take his size almost has him coming down your throat. You can tell heâs close to his release from the way he tenses, muscles tightening, yet he quickly pulled you away.
âT-Tengen-sama?â You question, out of breath. Before you can react, Tengen has you pulled into his lap and your knees pressed to your chest with his arms wrapped under your legs in a rather embarrassing position that has your cunt exposed. In a single thrust, the tip of his cock kisses your cervix and youâre crying out.
Tengen rests his head against your back, breathing heavily. âYouâre so good to me.â He groans at the feeling of your warm cunt wrapping snuggly around him. âI love you so much.â Tengenâs grip tightens, pulling your legs back further as his hips buck up, stretching you further. The slightly uncomfortable position makes you whimper.
âBut tonight, Iâm going to fuck you like I donât.â
Iguro Obanai: Serpent Hashira
You know how ruthless and impatient your husband can be, so you pity the poor slayers who were stuck in the vicious vice-like hold Obanaiâs training has. Most of them had been there for at least a week, if not more, unable to perform at a level that satisfied your husband. So, youâve taken on somewhat of a nurse role, providing first aid to the many bruises, welts and rope burns the slayers received as part of the training. Your hope was that your treatment would lessen the pain of entering the baths.
âThere! All done,â you say, closing up your first aid kit having just treated the cut on one memberâs face. âNext time, remember to guard your vital spots. Youâre lucky it was only training. A demon wouldnât be so forgiving.â
âR-right! T-thank you Mrs. Iguro!â
You wave the slayer off as you finish packing your things up. Though you try to ignore it, you can still hear the whispering about your husband.
âHow did such a sweet woman end up with a man like the serpent hashira?â
âYeah the only real demon here is himâŠâ
You grit your teeth in annoyance, prepared to say something when the sliding doors slam open. The atmosphere tenses as your husband walks in, a very angry and intense aura surrounding him.
âIf you have time for idle chatter then you must not have worked hard enough,â Obanai scowled, Kaburamaru hissing around his neck. The slayers all quickly scramble to their feet and ran to grab their swords and avoid Obanaiâs wrath.
You tug on his haori, stopping him from moving. âDear, be nice.â
The scowl on his face somewhat softens only to immediately return when a new person announces their presence: Kamado Tanjiro.
âI look forward to training under you,â Tanjiro says, as cheerful as ever. Either he didnât see your husbandâs murderous look or he didnât care. âAh! Hello to you too Mrs. Y/n!â
You return the bright smile with one of your own. âItâs great to see that youâve recovered well, Kamado-kun.â
âOĂ! Donât be so casual with my wife like youâre friends!â Obanai snapped. âAnd the rest of you stop gawking at her!â
You can only sigh. Of course, anything that you said practically went in one ear and out the other, and Obanai was so rough with the trainees you were surprised he didnât break anything. Poor Tanjiro in particular seemed to get the brunt of your husbandâs annoyance, leaving him with thankfully only some bruising since the training was conducted with practice swords instead of real blades. However, Obanai wouldnât let treat anyoneâs wounds this time around. The moment he ordered for them to scram somewhere, he dragged you out the dojo and back to the main house.
His grip on your wrist was tight, and you knew better than to protest when he was in his foul moods. But the fact that he hadnât uttered a single word was making you somewhat anxious for what was to come. Was he somehow pissed off at you too?
Once you make it to your shared room and Kaburamaru slithers off somewhere, Obanai closes the sliding door. Itâs just the two of you, the tension in the air is suffocating.
âU-umâŠO-ObanaiâŠa-are you mad?â you try to break the silence only to receive the most piercing glare from your husbandâs dual colored eyes, making you hush up instantly.
âMad?â Obanai scoffs. âNothing you do can make me mad at you. ButâŠâ His eyes trained to yours as he backs you into your shared futon. âI hate the way those idiots gawk and act too friendly with you. Youâre my wife. Youâre mine and mine alone.â
Obanai grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him. His intense gaze while nerve racking is so insanely attractive that youâre whimpering quietly, trying to rub your thighs together in desperate need. Obanai picks up on this and lets out a low chuckle.
âI guess I have to remind you in other ways that you belong to me. Clothes. Off.â
You quickly start taking your kimono off, untying the Obi sash. Clearly you donât move fast enough for your husbandâs liking as he flips you on to your back and starts pulling the fabric off of you.
âW-wait, O-Obanai!â Your cheeks flush in embarrassment. Obanai ignores your pleas, and proceeds to use your obi to intricately tie up your l your wrists behind your back, pinning your arms almost uncomfortably together.
âDonât you look pretty,â Obanai hums in amusement, pleased with the way the bindings were. He grabs your wrists and forces you to bend over, ass in the air. Obanai nudges your legs up to have a clear view of your dripping cunt, to which he inserts a finger, then two. You helplessly squirm against the restraints, keening against his touch.
âYouâre so greedy,â Obanai scoffs. âYouâre just sucking my fingers in.â
âPlease, Obanai,â you beg. âI need you inside me.â
âHmâŠsince you asked so nicely.â
You hear him shuffle around, presumably to remove his clothes. You then feel the heat of his chest as he leans over you. Although he was somewhat rough with the restraints, Obanai is tender when he kisses your shoulder blade.
With one hand on you waist and the other on your wrists, Obanai inches his cock into you, groaning at how tight you feel around him. He bottoms out easily and you moan at the uncomfortable arch the position puts you in.
âM-moveâŠp-pleaseâŠâ you whimper.
Obanai chuckles. He pulls out just to the tip before thrusting back in, setting a rough yet steady pace. His cock reaches so deep thanks to the position he has you in, making you gasp each time it kisses your cervix.
âFuckâŠyou feel so goodâŠâ Obanai groans. Usually heâs not one to be overly vocal during sex, but the heat of your cunt was just so addicting and he thought he would lose his mind.
âP-pleaseâŠâ you stumble over your words as he pounds into you. âC-can I hold you?â
Obanai falters briefly, his chest feeling strangely full. How do you always find a way to be so sweet to him? You were going to be the death of him.
Nonetheless, he unties the knot to release your wrists. He flips you over, realigning his throbbing cock at your entrance. You immediately wrap your arms around his neck and legs around his waist to pull him close. Both of you let out shaky moans as he thrusts back in. You gently kiss at the scars on his mouth, and he shivers in response, taking one of your hands to intertwine with his.
âI love you,â he mutters so quietly you almost donât catch it. You nuzzle into his touch.
âI love you too.â
Shinazugawa Sanemi: Wind Hashira
Youâre currently pissed at your husband and ignoring him. You ignoring him has him even more pissed off, so the Shinazugawa mansion is tense and a literal war zone. The impending war against Muzan is inevitable. While you understand that, you see no reason why your husband has to be such a dick to everyone. Especially to his own younger brother.
âThat damn bastard, who does he think he is, going off the rails like that,â you angrily mutter under your breath as you threat Genyaâs injuries. He winced at the antiseptic on his cut. You frown. âSorry sweetheartâŠâ
âItâs okâŠY/n-neeâŠâ Genya says half heartedly. The recent fight between the Shinazugawa brothers ended up escalating to a dangerous point. If it werenât for Tanjiroâs interference, there probably wouldâve been more injuries. And having known the Shinazugawa brothers since childhood, you were fiercely protective of Genya. So seeing Sanemi attack his brother the way he did without any hesitation was literally your last straw.
âIâm sorryâŠâ Genya said.
âHm? For what?â
âFor causing trouble in you and nii-sanâs marriageâŠâ the younger boy avoids looking you in the eye. âif only I could use breathing techniques and werenât so weakâŠthen maybe heâd acknowledge me.â
âAwe, Gen, donât say that,â you say, pulling the younger boy into a tight hug against your chest. âYour actions have nothing to do with my marriage. Your brother is just being a pain in the ass but that doesnât mean I still donât love him. I know he has a shitty way of showing it, but he does care. Iâm sorry that youâve somehow gotten in the middle of our marital problems. I promise things will get better. For all of us.â
You finish tending to his injuries before placing a tender kiss on his forehead, like you used to do when you were kids. Still, Genyaâs face explodes red at your babying, making you laugh as you take your exit. As you leave, youâre surprised to see your husband standing outside the door with his arms crossed. Your face sours.
âThe fuck you want?â You snap.
âStill got a fuckin attitude?â He retorts.
âSays you.â You walk off in a huff. Sanemi sighs and runs after you.
âY/n, wait. Please talk to me.â
âAbout what?â You say bitterly. âI donât got shit to say to you after the stunt you pulled. I donât want to hear anything from you unless itâs an apology.â
âFuck, fine Iâm sorry! Now will you listen to me?!â Sanemi desperately said, grabbing a hold of your wrist to stop you. Your eyes narrow, not trusting his words. âLook. I know I was wrong but I canât take anymore of you ignoring me and doting all over Genya.â
You snatch your hand away, scowling. âSo now youâre jealous of your kid brother? I used to change his goddamn diapers.â
âThatâs notâŠugh fuck. Come with me!â Once more Sanemi grabs your arm, dragging you through the manner against your protests. He brings you to your shared room, which for the past few weeks youâve stopped sleeping in out of spite. Sanemi closes the door, locking it shut.
âNow what? You got me alone.â You scoff.
âUgh just shut up!â Sanemi yells, grabbing your chin and kissing you frantically, almost desperately. Your response is muffled and your knees immediately go weak as he forces his tongue in your mouth to deepen the kiss. Youâre gasping for air by the time Sanemi pulls away. He buries his head into your shoulder, inhaling your scent that heâs missed so much.
âIâm sorryâŠdammitâŠâ Sanemiâs voice cracks slightly. âI donât want to lose you too. I couldnât bear losing another person so important to meâŠso please, stop being mad at meâŠIâm sorry.â
âNemiâŠâ You cup his cheek before pinching it harshly making him hiss. âYou dumbass. Thatâs what this was all about?I didnât realize you were this goddamn emotionally constipated.â You sigh, Sanemi now glaring at you while rubbing his cheek. You gently kiss the tip of his nose. âIâm not going anywhere any time soon, okay? I promise.â
Sanemi exhales, almost like a sigh of relief. âOkay.â He kisses you again, this time gentler as if heâs afraid youâll leave. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him deeper. âIâve missed you.â Sanemi muttered. His hands begin to wander, trailing up the side of your waist under your uniform.
âDid you miss me, or my body?â You tease.
âMhm? Both.â
âYouâre such a tease.â
âYet you love me anyway.â
Sanemi kisses you again with more force, all while guiding you down to your shared futon. His hands are rough, groping your breasts, pinching your nipples that stiffen at his touch. You roll your hips upward to press against the growing bulge in his pants. Sanemi groans, biting your lip.
âYou like testinâ my patience, donât you?â Sanemi huffs.
âThat depends,â you taunt, beginning to unbutton your uniform top. Sanemi swallows thickly, his Adamâs apple bobbing. âYou gonna do something about it?â
Sanemi grit his teeth. He grabbed you by the waist, flipping you on your backside, the rest of your clothes torn off from his own impatience. âIt looks like Iâll just have to fuck the attitude out of you.â
Your husband makes do of his promise, fucking you senseless into the sheets, weeks of built up tension between the two of you finally being released. Heâs aggressive and rough, gripping at your hips so tightly theyâd probably bruise. Your neck is littered with bite marks, while Sanemiâs already scared torso has fresh red scratches from the way you grabbed at him. Not that he minded.
âF-fuck,â Sanemi groaned, relishing the way you clenched around his cock. His hips snapped against yours, making you gasp and shudder. âFuck I missed this. I missed you. Donât ever fucking ignore me again.â
âN-Nemi, please, Iâm close,â you whimper.
Sanemi grins. He puts your legs over his shoulder, pressing down to pin your thighs back in a mating press. The position, though uncomfortable, allows for his cock to reach even deeper. You feel so deliciously full, Tears prickling in your eyes. you cover your mouth trying to hide the sultry moans leaving your lips.
âNope, I need to hear you,â Sanemi pants, pulling your hair. Your cries are music to his ears. âI need everyone to know how good I fuck my beautiful wife.â
He uses the pad of his thumb to wipe away your stray tears before kissing you tenderly. His pace faltered just a bit, making his thrusts more sloppy as his low grunts turned into airy moans. "Ah fuck I'm gonna come."
Sanemi gave one last deep thrust that had you gasping for air. You shivered feeling yourself be filled while your own orgasm hit. After he was sure he finished, Sanemi pulled out and sat back on his heels. He stared down you with a satisfied look on his face as some of his seed leaked from your swollen sex.
He scooped up some that spilled on to the bed and shoved it back into you. You whimpered from the overstimulation. "N-no more."
"Don't tell me what to do," Sanemi huffed. He aligned his cock at your entrance again and sank in with ease. He lets out a satisfied sigh and pulls you to his chest. "There. Now it'll stay in."
Tomioka Giyu: Water Hashira
âTomioka-San? Hello! Tomioka-San? Excuse me? Are you there? Sorry to bother you. Itâs Kamado Tanjiro!â
Itâs the third day in a row the young boy has come by. At this point, you find it quite comical but you can tell your husband is losing his patience.
âJust entertain him, dear,â you say, folding up the laundry. âYou know heâs not going to stop until you answer.â
Giyu doesnât say anything before picking up his katana and leaving the room. You sigh. He had been so distant since the hashira training started. For some reason, he opted not to participate, and you could only assume thatâs why Tanjiroâs been by every day to convince him otherwise. Nothing you could say would really change his mind either. The last few nights Giyu had been staying out later, only returning when he knew youâd fallen asleep and leaving first thing in the morning.
You didnât want to push and pry, but you hope heâd open up soon. Or maybe, hopefully Tanjiro could talk some sense into him. You decide to at least go to the door and greet the boy.
âGiyu-San!? Maybe heâs not homeâŠâ
âHe just left, in fact,â you say, opening the door. âMaybe you can catch him for me.â
âAh! Y/n-san! H-hello! Sorry if I disturbed you!â Tanjiro said with a bow.
âNo not at all! Youâre always welcome here.â You then sigh. âSorry my stubborn husband is causing you such trouble. If itâs not too much to ask, please talk some sense into him. Iâm sure whatever it is itâs important.
Tanjiro smiled. âOf course! Leave it to me!â
For the next five days, Tanjiro shows up, trying to get your husband to talk to him. Youâre thoroughly entertained by the situation that you do little to mitigate, ignoring Giyuâs obvious and desperate looks for help. After almost two weeks of this, Giyu finally comes home early one night with a rather defeated expression. Youâre in bed reading when he enters your shared room and immediately collapses on the futon.
âRough day?â You tease.
âTanjiro doesnât know when to quit,â Giyu sighs. He sheds his haori and places his is katana off to the side. âHe wanted to have a soba eating contest?â
You laugh. âDid you win?â
âNo. I yielded and promised to help with the hashira training.â Giyu doesnât seem to thrilled by it from the tone of his voice. You frown, close your book and motion for your husband closer. Like a child, he crawls into your lap, laying his head against your chest and wrapping his arms around your waist. Giyu sighs contently, inhaling your scent.
âWhy were you so against participating in the first place? Iâm sorry, but Iâm having trouble understanding,â you say, gently running your fingers through his long hair, pulling it out of his usual ponytail.
âCan we talk about it later?â Giyu mumbles. He nuzzles his face into your chest. âI just wanna hold you right now.â
You cup Giyuâs cheeks, forcing him to look at you. You smile. âItâs ok. Iâm here for you.â You kiss him gently. Giyu relaxes into the kiss, groaning at the softness of your lips. âI love you so much. Donât forget, okay?â
Giyu exhales. âOkay.â
He kisses you again, this time with more urgency. You wrap your arms around his neck to pull him close as you lay back down into the futon. Giyu trails kisses down the side of your neck, leaving love bites in their wake. His wandering hands tug at your nightgown, exposing your breasts to the cool air. His hair tickles your cheek making you giggle.
âCome on,â you tease, unbuttoning the top of Giyuâs uniform. âClothes off.â His cheeks were flushed red, and his arousal was evident from the growing bulge in his pants.
âHelp me, will you?â Giyu asks, shyly hiding his face in the crook of your neck. He watches while you unbuckle his belt and losen his trousers so that they fall to the floor. He could almost sigh from the instant relief when you release his erection from the confines of his boxers.
You give his cock a few languid strokes, making Giyu shudder in response. He twitched in your hand as you rub your thumb over the sensitive tip, precum beginning to leak out.
âA-ahâŠf-feels goodâŠâ Giyu groans. He has to steady himself on his elbows, resting his forehead against yours. It takes all his strength not to cum right there on the spot. He hikes your leg up around his waist and aligns his cock at your dripping entrance. âRelax, okay? I got you.â
Giyu slowly thrusts in, your wetness causing little resistance. You both groan at the feeling of him stretching you out. Your hips buck upwards, searching for more.
âG-Giyu, m-more,â you plea.
Your husband grunted and picked up the pace. He couldn't get the enough of the way you felt around him. The way your gummy walls would convulse with each snap of his hips. Your high pitched and needy moans for him and him alone nearly drove him over the edge.
"T-there! A-again!" You beg. You wrap your arms around Giyuâs shoulders to hold him close. Capturing your lips again, Giyu sucked hard on them in order to bruise. His thumb jabbed against your clit.
The action caused You to cum. You squealed, biting down on his tongue, making him growl. Your clit pulsated, feeling like it was still vibrating. Tingles raced through veins, rocking your entire body.
"F-fuck, I'm close!" Giyu pants.
His own high was reaching. His thrusts became less rhythmic and more sloppy. Low grunts and moans left his lips. The feeling of You tightening around his dick even more was enough to send him over the edge.
He comes with a low groan. His body rocks and he collapses on top of you, burrying his head into the crook of your neck once more. You squirm feeling him release into your womb.
Giyu pulls out, almost reluctantly and pulls you into his chest. He holds you close as you lull off to sleep. Before you doze off you hear your husband mutter a soft âI love you.â
Himejima Gyomei: Stone Hashira
âDamn it!â You huff. âWhyâŠhuffâŠdid hisâŠhuffâŠtrainingâŠhuffâŠhave to be on top of a stupid mountain!â
You slowly waddle your way up the top of the mountain side, on your way to deliver lunch to your husband who had been preoccupied for weeks with the Hashira training. He barely had been home. If he was, it was usually long after you had gone to sleep just to check on you and your unborn child. Then, he was gone before dawn to resume the training.
You missed him dearly. You hated how empty and cold your futon felt without his warmth. You hated how antsy you felt with not only the fear of the upcoming battle with Muzan looming in the distance, but the anxiety knowing that your due date was approaching within the next month. Sitting around was driving you crazy, so you took it upon yourself to make your husband a home cooked meal and bring it to him, asking the crow to guide you. What you didnât expect was him to be at the top of a literal fucking mountain.
âUgh I canât do thisâŠâ you groaned, pausing at a random tree to rest. âMy feet are cramping and if this child kicks me in my bladder one more timeâŠâ
âEh? Mrs. Himejima?â
âEh? Ah! Genya!â While youâre thrilled to see the boy that youâve quite honestly grown attached to like your own child, he on the other hand is freaking out. Why were you out here alone in your condition? Did Himejima know that you were here? What should he do? Help you get home?
âGenya, have you seen Gyomei?â You eagerly ask, grabbing the boyâs hands. âI was trying to surprise him with lunch, but I kinda got lost on my way up here. Itâs such a ways away from the other hashira isnât it.â
âU-um I-I,â Genya stammered. He then sighed. He couldnât say no to you when your expression was so innocent. He also wouldnât forgive himself he let you get hurt. âOk. Iâll lead the way. P-please be careful. Let me know immediately if you need anything!â
âOf course!â
You follow Genya down a path, asking the boy how his training has been with the other hashira. Eventually, the sound of roaring water fills your ears and you both arrive to a massive water fall.
âNamu Amida Butsu,â someone chants and you realize that there are demon slayers standing under the water, bracing the impact.
âOh my, this is Gyomeiâs training?â You gasp.
âOnly the first part,â Genya sighs. âMost people collapse and donât get past the rest.â
âI see.â Youâre not that surprised that your husbandâs session was the seemingly most physically challenging and demanding. It would of course be no issue for him as his giant stature and inhuman strength made even the most impossible of tasks look like a breeze. But you feel for the younger ones who havenât quite figured out how to unlock that same inner strength.
âEh? Wait? Is that Zenitsu!?â You exclaimed, realizing you recognized a head of yellow hair floating down the river. âEhh! Oh dear! Zenitsu!â
âWait! Mrs. Himejima!â
Youâre already waddling toward the riverbed, trying to reach out and grab the seemingly unconscious boy. You strain as you try your best to grab him, but he slips past you. The rocks are slick with water and before you realize it, you lose your balance. Before you tumble forward, someone grabs you by your waist and gently lifts you out of the river.
âMy love, what ever are you doing here?â The low, calm rumble of your husbandâs voice fills your ears. Your cheeks warm as your face lights up in excitement.
âGyomei!â You turn in his arms to hug him around his neck. âI missed you! I bought you lunch! Come on, letâs eat it before it gets cold.â
Gyomei chuckles. âLetâs get you out of the wet clothes first so you do not catch a cold.â He looks over to Genya and gives a slight nod. âThank you for looking after her. You can be done for the day, Genya.â
âR-right! Thank you, sensei.â
You talk your husbandâs ear off about nonsense, him listening with a smile on his face as he carries your back home. By the time you make it back though, youâre sneezing, shivering slightly from the cold.
âMy love, what ever were you doing up there?â Gyomei asks, setting you down. He gently unties your Obi, sliding the wet kimono off your shoulders. âYou couldâve been hurt, dear.â
âI wanted to surprise you with lunchâŠâ you say somewhat bash fully. âI havenât seen you much and Iâve really missed you.â
Gyomei softly smiles. âIâm sorry. I didnât mean to make you feel neglected.â He unties the juban undergarment and youâre left completely bare and exposed before him.
You feel slightly self conscious. Your body has changed so much from the pregnancy. Your breasts were constantly swollen and tender. Your stomach now round and full with stretch marks streaking across your thighs. Yet, Gyomeiâs hands are gentle as he explores the new changes to your body. His fingers grace over the curve of your belly, smiling as he feels his babyâŠyour babyâŠkick against his palm.
âItâs okâŠâ you let out a shaky breath. âI know itâs your job.â
âNo, my first priority is you and will always be you,â Gyomei insists.
âM-mei, can you touch me?â You plea.
âBut youâre so far along now. I do not wish to hurt you, my love.â
âYou wonât!â Maybe itâs the pregnancy hormones. Or maybe itâs the fact that youâve been missing the gentle intimacy with your husband due to his busy schedule. Either way, youâre finding yourself overcome with desire, wanting nothing but for Gyomei to take and fill you up. âPlease?â
Gyomei sighs. He canât say no to you. âIf I hurt you at any point please let me know.â
Laying down, Gyomei pulls you by your waist over his face, his hot breath tickling your core. Your face flushes. âW-wait, Mei, Iâve gained so much weight cause of the pregnancy. Iâm so much heavier now and-â
âI donât care,â Gyomei says, his gentle hands caressing your skin. âYou can sit.â
âB-but-â
âSit.â
The command leaves your legs weak and you settle down over your husbandâs face. He grips your waist as he begins to eat you out. You gasp, for some reason more overly sensitive than usual.
âM-Mei-â you whimper. You rock your hips in tangent with his tongue. Gyomeiâs touch tickles your skin. He traces the curve of your stomach, making you shiver. He cups your breasts. They feel larger, and more swollen than usual in preparation to breastfeed. Your nipples are more sensitive too, stiff from Gyomei playing with them.
Your thighs try to clench shut, which Gyomei puts an immediate stop to. He forces your legs open wider to have deeper access to your dripping cunt as he greedily laps up everything you drop. Your essence is so sweet and he can never get enough of you.
As much as he hates to admit it, heâs hated how much his responsibilities as hashira have taken his focus away from you. Heâs missed your touch, your taste. Heâs missed your scent and your presence. He has noticed all the subtle ways your body has changed and he hates that he hasnât been around more often to witness it.
âA-ah, Iâm gonna cum,â you whimper, gripping at Gyomeiâs hair. You let out a soft cry as your orgasm hits. Your body shudders and you feel your clit tingle as Gyomei sucks on the sensitive nerves. He laps up your release, squeezing your hips to ground himself. âW-wait. T-too much.â Suddenly, a second orgasm rocks your body that leaves you gasping. Your legs have lost their feeling, and you couldnât stand even if you wanted to.
Gyomei pulls you into his lap. He hugs you into his chest, his hands snaking under your stomach to lift it gently and provide you some sort of relief. You sigh contently now that some of the weight was lifted.
âAre you alright my love?â Gyomei asks, kissing the back of your neck.
âMm..â Your cheeks flush as you can feel your husbandâs straining erection by sitting on his lap. His hard cock presses against his pants, yet he makes no effort to deal with it. âM-mei, do youâŠum want some help withâŠâ
Gyomei chuckles, his chest rumbling. âPlease do not worry about me, love. Your comfort and pleasure is my first priority.â
Rengoku Kyojuro: Flame Hashira
Like Uzui, Rengoku came out of retirement to help with the Hashira training. His session would take place after one passed Tokitoâs endurance training and focused on working on Total Concentration Breathing.
Seems easy, no?
Reality is most people pass out due to their inability to regulate their breathing correctly, thus having to start the process all over again. Your job is to go around a bring water to keep the slayers hydrated. But most are unable to drink due to the constricting feeling of the lungs after trying to recover from constantly using total concentration breathing. That along with the other physical strains it puts on the body. So you just do your best to encourage people to drink when they can.
âCome now! You must focus on the flow of your breathing and raise your awareness of your entire body!â Your husbandâs loud voice carries across the training grounds. You can even hear him when inside. âMastering this will even allow you to detect the most hidden injuries and slow the progression of poisonsâ
âDarling, donât overwork them,â you say, coming outside with a new pitcher of drinks and cups. You offer him a cup, which he gratefully takes. âLet them catch their breath first.â
âVery well! 3 minutes then we shall start the next rep!â
You can feel all the gracious looks from the junior slayers as they can finally recuperate for a moment, even if brief. You know your husband isnât intentionally trying to be harsh. He just gets so passionate about something and sometimes seems to forget that others do not possess the same strength or stamina as him.
âHello? Rengoku-San?â A familiar voice calls out. Itâs a face you and Kyojuro havenât seen in a minute.
âAh! Kamado! Long time no see!â Kyojuro exclaims. âIâm glad to see youâre in good condition!â
âItâs good to see you again! You too, Y/n-san!â
âIâm glad youâre doing well,â you say cheerfully. âGood luck with the training.â
Since Tanjiro had already had some experience with Total Concentration Breathing, his session was slightly modified. Heâd have to tackle the XL gourd, bigger than the one he did at the Butterfly Mansion and then would spar with Kyojuro. If he stopped his Breathing heâd have to restart. But before any of that, for a warm up, all slayers had to run a 5K while maintaining their breathing.
By the time the sun set, just about everyone was passed out, beyond exhausted from the day. Kyojuro was still in overly good spirits, and full of energy as if the training didnât even cause him to break a sweat.
âKyo, I think itâs best to call it a day,â you deadpan.
âReally? But itâs not even dark yet?â Your husband has the most innocent look on his face.
You frown but then an idea strikes you. You lean in close to Kyojuro so that others around you canât hear the next filthy words that leave your lips.
âIf you still have so much energy left, why donât you use that to put a baby in me like youâve been wanting.â
You walk off without letting him respond, so you miss the way Kyojuroâs face explodes red. He rambles off some sort of excuse to the other slayers about training concluding for the day before rushing off to find you.
You wait patiently in your room, undressing so that youâre in nothing but your underwear by the time your husband arrives in a frenzy. Kyojuroâs face is flushed, chest chest heaving. The moment he spots you, he picks you up and pins you to the nearest wall, kissing you with urgency.
You groan as Kyojuroâs tongue forces its way into your mouth. His hands gripping the meat of your thighs tightly as he presses his growing erection against your exposed core.
âFeel so big, Kyo,â you whimper, rolling your hips against his.
âMy flame, did you mean what you said earlier?â Kyojuro pants, his voice husky and airy as what little restraint he had started slipping away. He needed to fill you up and feel you around him bad, but he wouldnât unless you were serious.
âPut a baby in me, Kyojuro,â you all but demand.
âIf that is what my lovely life wishes,â Kyojuro chuckles. He lays you on the futon and sheds his clothes quickly. âThen I shall fulfill.â His cock is already stiff against his abdomen, twitching in his hand as pre cum oozes from the tip. You trace your fingers down his scared torso, noting the way Kyojuroâs muscles tense at your touch.
âI canât wait to see what you look like when you tummyâs all swollen and full with my child,â Kyojuro said, aligning his cock at your entrance, his cheeks flushed. âYouâll make such a good mother.â
In a single thrust, Kyojuro sheathed his cock into your cunt to the hilt. The penetration left your eyes watering, crying out in pleasure. Kyojuro groaned. You felt so snug and warm around him that it took everything to keep from pounding into you right away.
âG-godsâŠyou feel so goodâŠâ
âK-kyo, m-move,â you beg, trying to move your hips for some sort of friction.
Kyojuro grunts. He pins your legs to your chest, With a languid roll of his hips, he experimentally pulled his length out from the clamp of your hole. And with a sharp snap, he drove himself back into you. The sheer force of his scorching length shot the first wave of pleasure through the both of you. The two of you let out low moans. That first penetration gave way to a succession of increasingly rougher thrusts that had your body burning with pleasure.
Kyojuroâs body shuddered slightly anticipation. You clung to him and dug your nails in his shoulders trying to keep him close. The way his cock stretched you out had you feeling so full and lightheaded, leaving you babbling his name like a mantra.
Kyojuro groaned. He hovered over you, leaning down the kiss you passionately. His hands trailed up side to your nipples that became erect from pleasure. Lips trailing up the side of your neck, he left several bite marks.
"Ah a-ah t-that feels funny." You squirmed. "Kyo ~"
The sound of you moaning his name made Kyojuroâs cock throb. He fumbled slightly, his aggressive and frantic rutting becoming slower and slightly sloppy, instead.
âUgh, coming,â Kyojuro groaned. He buried himself all the way to the hilt inside you. His orgasm hit and it hit hard. His dick pulsated with each subsequent spurt of cum. His hips still as he emptied inside you.
Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel your insides snap. Your pussy clenching tightly around Kyojuro, practically milking him as your own high shakes your body.
âS-shit,â Kyojuro gasps. He pulled out of your abused hole, watching the way his seed trickled out. The sight made his dick twitch. âThis wonât do,â he chuckled while pulling your legs up around his waist. âAt this rate, I wonât get you pregnant. Guess Iâll just have to fill you up again and again until it sticks.â
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Seeing kny men shirtless for the first time
Pairings: Rengoku x fem!reader; Gyomei x fem!reader; Sanemi x fem!reader (bonus: all hashira men x fem!reader)
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Warnings: this might be a little shitty so be nice pls, this is actually the first time I ever wrote for Gyomei so please please please let me know what you think! not 100% proofread đ„čđ€
Rengoku Kyojuro
âHave you seen Rengoku-san? Thereâs something I want to ask him about our upcoming mission.â
Tengen tilts his head to the side ever so slightly, lips unable to keep that dirty grin off his face. Yeah, surely youâre asking for a mission and not because youâre having a crush on the flame hashira since joining the pillars.
âHe went outside in the gardens to view the blooming rosesâ, he lies oh so innocently.
A bright smile creeps up your face, heart already skipping a beat in excitement. If you were only brave enough to finally ask Kyojuro out, how easier your life would be if youâd just keep your distance to him. But the prospect of seeing him alone is enough for your mind to go blank. Hopefully, the others donât notice.
âThank you so much, Tengenâ, you blurt out with a hasty bow before yanking out of the room.
âDidnât he say he wanted to change since he sweated so much during training?â, Shinobu thinks out loud.
âYeah, thatâs going to be a lot of funâ, Tengen replies with a smirk plastered onto his face.
Your mind races back and forth as you make your way to the gardens. What will you even ask him? Maybe what he has planned, if he already knows something? What if you mess up? This is actually the first time you and Kyojuro got assigned a mission together. You have to make a good impression or otherwise, he wonât take you with him again.
âRengoku-san, I donât mean to disturb you, but I have a few questions regarding the ne-â
Your breath gets stuck in your throat immediately, feet coming to a rapid stand.
There he is, the flame hashira.
Shirtless, his upper body soaking wet while he empties a bucket of water over his head.
âOh, (y/n)! I didnât expect you here!â, he announces with his eyes widened.
You canât even blink, mind going dull. You always secretly imagined what Kyojuro might look like underneath that uniform, if his muscles look as buff as they feel underneath your touch while training.
And they do.
Oh god, they definitely do.
âI-IâŠTengen told me thatâŠYouâre here to seeâŠthe rosesâ, you blurt out, still unable to look away.
âIndeed! But before that, I really needed to change my uniform since I sweated a lot during training.â
âYeah, I can see thatâ, you mumble.
â(y/n), are you not feeling well? You look quite red from afar. Allow me to check on you.â
When he suddenly starts walking towards you with his chest muscles tensing with each and every step, you feel like fainting. Of course you never doubted that this man looks good underneath that uniform, but this?
âYour cheeks are really hotâ, he comments while running his wet hand up and down your cheek.
âIâŠIâŠâ
Your mind is a mess, not a single thought is making sense right now. Are you dreaming? Is that really Rengoku Kyojuro standing in front of you with his abs glittering in the heat of the sun, so close that youâd be able to touch him.
âMaybe you should go and see Shinobu-â
âIâm flustered!â, you finally cry out like an idiot.
Only to regret your words immediately.
His hand stops right in its tracks, the piercing presence of his orbs forcing you to look up at him.
âWhy would you be flustered, (y/n)?â, he questions innocently.
May the ground swallow you whole in hope youâll never return. God, why does this have to be so embarrassing? Youâll definitely have a word with Tengen when this is over.
âBecause IâŠI have a crush on you, Kyojuro.â
The words you never dared to say out loud, that lingered through your mind each and every time you saw him. Like a rock, they fall off your chest while a wave of pure panic starts rushing over you.
You just confessed your feelings to him.
Him, Rengoku Kyojuro.
âI think I need to go nowâ, you blurt out, already starting to turn away when Kyojuro grabs your wrist gently.
âPlease donât go, (y/n). Actually, I feel the same way about you.â
He sweeps you around so rapidly that you are forced against something as hard as a wall. Did he accidentally throw you against a wall, the nearby tree?
The second you open your eyes again, you stare at his bare chest, only millimetres away from your face.
That wasnât a wall.
âI had an eye on you since the first time I saw you. You are justâŠso amazing!â, he confesses with a passion that is even unusual for him.
âKyojuro, IâŠâ
Your bare face touched his naked chest.
âIâŠâ
And donât get started on his sight, his broad chest, the muscles that flex when he grabs your shoulders passionately.
âIâŠI canâtâŠâ
âWhatâs wrong, (y/n)? A cat got your tongue?â, Tengen jeers from behind.
All your senses seem to come back to you in the split of a second when a wave of anger washes over you.
âYou littleâŠWhy did you do that!?â, you cry out while storming towards the much taller man.
âBecause your face looks very flashy when itâs this red.â Â
 Gyomei Himejima
To say that you are exhausted would be the understatement of a century. Being out in the scorching sun all day really took its toll on your already bruised body.
Not to mention the training methods of none other than the stone hashira himself.
Gyomei is not a stranger to you. Youâve known each other for quite some time by now, joining the demon slayer corps almost simultaneously. And that force of a man never failed to impress you.
You wrench your sweat-soaked clothes in the river while staring at your own reflection. Why are you even here, though? You might not be a hashira yet, but you trained with Gyomei countless times before. Over and over, you shoved rocks around and almost drowning in that exact river. At this point, the basic training of the corps members isnât even enough for you to break a sweat. You find yourself shoving that rock 10 cho by now while carrying tree trunks on your back.
You furrow your eyebrows. Now that you think of it, you didnât even catch a glimpse at Gyomei himself since being here. Apparently, the hashira training does keep him busy.
That sting of agony that pierces through your heart canât be stopped, though. Over the span of those last years, you got to know the stone hashira better. Despite his tall and threatening appearance, he is the softest man youâve ever known. So kind that he brought tears to your eyes more than once, so considerate that itâs hard to believe that this man lives alone.
It was inescapable for you to fall from him head over heels. And now you find yourself longing for his presence even though you know all too well that he is busy training the corps members.
âI didnât expect to greet you here at this late hour.â
You almost trip over head-first into the water, caught by a strong hand last-minute before you take another dive into the river.
âIâm beyond sorry for scaring you like this, (y/n)â, an all too familiar voice continues while pushing you back on your feet.
Normally, the first thing you see is his demon slayer uniform and cloak draped around him in a somehow elegant way.
But not today.
You swallow hard, widened eyes blankly staring at his naked chest. This man standing in front of youâŠGyomei wears nothing but his uniform pants.
âIâŠuhâŠdonât w-worryâ, you stutter like an idiot, his arms still holding you in place gently.
âDid I interrupt you? I didnât know that you were taking a bath.â
His soft voice paired with that sight in front of you. Youâve never seen him shirtless, never witnessed the way his veins pop out of his arms and how well formed he is underneath that uniform. It would be so easy to allow your fingertips a taste and let yourself discover his muscles even better, to just stretch out your hand and-
âDoes it bother you that I am shirtless? I came here to take a bath myself.â
âBother?â, you press out.
âIâŠIâm not bothered at all!â
âI guess Iâm just a littleâŠflusteredâŠâ
âFlustered?â, he repeats in confusion.
âIf I make you feel uncomfortable, Iâll cover myself of course. I just noticed you were here and we havenât seen each other for a long time by now.â
âI missed youâ, he adds, forcing your world upside down for a minute.
Since youâve got to know him, there was never more than friendly words between Gyomei and you. Not more than a shoulder rub, not more than motivating words from time to time. You never allowed yourself to compliment him or talk about anything apart from missions.
Until now. Until Gyomei confessed out of nowhere that he missed you.
While being shirtless
âIâŠmissed you tooâ, you finally give in.
You allow your eyes a little glimpse at him. Just a little taste of his broad shoulders and how his veins stand out. Just a little something of his rock-hard abs, his enormous upper body that is usually covered by his uniform. Just one look at-
âI thought about you all the time, to be exactâ, you breathe out before you even realize what youâre talking about.
âIâm feeling the same way, (y/n). Let me assure you that my heart beats just as fast as yours at the moment.â
Gently, he cups your hand with his and presses your palm against his bare chest, straight against his racing heart that pulsates against your skin.
Oh god. You feel like fainting any given minute, your very own heart pounding so hard that you might get a heart attack.
âNow, allow me to put on my uniform again so that we can have a proper-â
âWait!â, you blurt out.
âLetâs just stay like this for uhâŠa little longerâŠâ
Sanemi Shinazugawa
Itâs hard to keep your palms from sweating when you know exactly where youâre going. To him, the wind hashira. The man who swept you off your feet without even trying, the man you havenât seen in such a long time by now.
While Sanemi always kept himself busy with missions, you were assigned to a mission far away from home. It took you over a month to finally find the demon who was responsible for this mess. And eventually, Sanemi just stopped writing you letters or replying to your messages. Even though you were so sure that he might feel the same way about you, he proved you wrong.
In the most painful way.
âI canât go any further, thatâs exactly where he isâ, you complain while following your crow around.
You know this path uncomfortably well, the way it leads you next to a river, through a field of strawberries. Straight into the wind hashira estate.
âDirect orders from Kagaya-sama! You need to undergo the hashira training!â
âI just returned from an exhausting mission, did you tell him that?â, you bark back only to get attacked by your stinky crow.
âSo cheeky! Watch how you talk to me!â, it cries out, literally dragging you along with it while its beak bursts the skin of your cheek.
Your heart almost stops beating, pounding rougher and rougher against your ribcage with every step you take towards the wind hashira estate.
What if the man you still love rejects you? What if he breaks your heart in front of everyone else, if he speaks out those words you imagined when you waited another day for his reply?
You want to escape, want to get as far away from here as possible. But your unforgiving crow drags you with it until you find yourself at the front doors of his estate.
âGet yourself together, dumbass! Go inside and talk to him! GO!â
With one last bite it finally leaves you alone, right at the opened front door.
Thereâs nothing youâd like more than vanishing from this earth, to get swallowed whole. Why on earth does it have to be him first? Why arenât you allowed to train with Tengen, Giyu, basically everyone else? Your heart races so hard inside your ribcage that it takes your breath away, eyes staring into the dark estate.
Is he even home?
You allow yourself to take a few steps into the building, to look around. No cries, no voices? Maybe he isnât even home. Are they training somewhere else, in the nearby woods, maybe?
âFuck!â
His voice almost sends you over the edge, forces your eyes to dart around in sheer horror. That was Sanemi, without any doubt. But is he alone?
What if heâs not?
What if heâs with a girl?
You swallow hard, the ugliest thoughts taking over your head when you hear water splashing from a room nearby.
You canât help it. As quiet as possible, you make your way towards the room the sounds originate from, ready to find literally everything. What if thatâs the reason he didnât write you back? What if he fell in love with another woman and simply forgot about you?
Your eyes peek through the ever so slightly opened door.
And your jaw drops to the floor in an instant.
There he stands, nothing but a towel covering his private parts while droplets of water run down his naked back. Sanemi just washed himself.
But ohâŠ
You can feel your mouth watering just by looking at the scars that cover his back, how delicious the water than runs down his neck seems. Â Youâre only a few steps away from that force of a man, only a few steps in order to touch him. You always wondered what his skin feels like, if his outside is as rough as his inside. And what does he smell like straight out of the shower? Does he still smell like himself? And what about his abs-
All air drains from your compressed lungs as you suddenly find yourself pinned against the wall straight in Sanemiâs bathroom.
âWhy the hell are you spying on me like some little freak?â, he hisses through gritted teeth.
âIâŠwasnât spyingâ, you press out, his distressed orbs meeting yours.
Fuck, youâre screwed.
âOh yeah? Why were you standing outside my bathroom then? I didnât even know you were back!â
âBecause you never fucking askedâ, you finally bark back.
He draws even closer, lingers over you like an unpromising shadow with his naked upper body still dripping. No, you have to concentrate on the fact that youâre mad as hell right now, thereâs no room for inspecting his upper body.
But his abs definitely look as good as they feel.
âYou were out on a mission, how the hell was I supposed to ask? I thought youâd just let me know when youâre backâ, he bites back.
âOh, could have tried answering my damn messages, maybe? Did you ever think about that!?â
âMe answering your messages? You never replied to me!â
You furrow your eyebrows.
âWhat the hell are you talking about?â
âWhat Iâm talking about? I sent you countless messages and you never answered. I even asked Kagaya-sama if you died or something! IâŠI was so fucking worriedâŠâ
His heavy breath mixes with yours, caresses your oversensitive skin.
âBut SanemiâŠI did the sameâ, you finally mutter.
Sanemiâs chest rises and falls rapidly, a few water drops escaping the force of his skin. His oh so glowy skin. Of course you knew that this man would look good shirtless. But this? How are you supposed to stay focused when his skin turns pink ever so slightly, when his muscular chest moves like that?
âCan you stop staring at my abs and focus on me for one minute?â, he barks while flicking in front of your way too focused eyes.
You feel your cheeks heat up in an instant, glossy eyes staring at him like a caught deer. If thereâs one thing thatâs worse than checking Sanemi out, itâs definitely getting caught.
âSorry, I have to goâ, you mumble while pulling yourself away from him.
Only to find yourself wrapped in his naked arms even tighter.
âYouâre not going anywhere. I just asked you somethingâ, he warns you.
âLet go of me!â
âDid youâŠmiss me?â
Your arms stop right in their tracks, widened eyes staring at his flustered face in sheer disbelief. There he stands, Sanemi Shinazugawa, straight out of the shower while asking you if you missed him?
âYeah, alwaysâ, you reply out of instinct.
âGood. Because same.â
He doesnât even give you the chance to second-guess your answer. In the split of a second, you get devoured by his muscular arms, your very own kimono soaking wet in an instant.
Are you dreaming?
âWait, what?â, you breathe out.
âAnd you totally checked me outâ, he adds proudly.
âI didnât check you out-â
âOh yeah?â
He lets go of you just enough for you to catch a glimpse of his delicious upper body again.
âMaybe a little bitâŠâ
-Bonus-
You huff out in exhaustion. What the actual fuck were you thinking when you agreed on training with all hashira? Well, apparently not that youâd literally vomit all over yourself after getting hit without any mercy by all of them.
âThat little fucker Shinazugawaâ, you curse under your breath while stomping towards the wind hashira estate.
âIâll kick your puny ass next time.â
Your feet drag you back to them with last strength. Rengoku, Tengen, Obanai, Shinazugawa, TomiokaâŠwhy on earth are all of them so damn strong? Super unfair.
âHave you seen how I beat the shit out of her?â, you hear Sanemi jeer from afar as well as the constant mumbling of the others.
âIt wasnât necessary to hit her this hardâ, Giyu comments.
âHell yes it was. Now that brat knows what sheâs dealing with!â
All you see is red. Even though your body begs you to stop, you storm towards their voices.
âListen up, you little shit-â
Your breath gets stuck in your throat, eyes darting around without a real aim.
There they stand. Shirtless. Every single one of them.
Oh.
âDonât worry, itâs not your fault that youâre a loser-â
Just this once, youâre actually able to ignore Sanemiâs shitty words. That toned abs Rengoku has, Tengenâs veiny arms, Obanaiâs athletic build, the scars that compliment Sanemiâs muscles so well-
Why is it suddenly so hot?
âAre you okay, (y/n)?â, Giyu questions while rubbing the back of his head with a towel.
How is it possible that he looks this good underneath that loose uniform? You always expected Giyu to be rather athletic that muscular given his fast movements. But that mountain of a biceps definitely doesnât lie.
âIâŠâ
Not a single logical thought is left in your blank mind, eyes roaming back and forth between them.
âI need to go.â
In the matter of seconds, you disappear inside the wind hashira estate without a trace.
âIs (y/n) alright? She looked rather paleâ, Rengoku thinks out loud, still staring at where you last stood.
âShe was definitely checking me outâ, Tengen announces proudly.
âYou? Bet she was looking at meâ, Sanemi jeers at the tall man.
âHow are they so hot?â, you mumble to yourself while inspecting them through the window.
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obanai angy
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Cigarette,
Daydream,
You were only 8 years old...
#i still don't know why Hinaki and Nichika have to be with their parents when the explosion occurs#are they there to make sure the explosive works?#to mask the explosive smell?#demon slayer#kny#kimetsu no yaiba#drawing#anime#digital art#ubuyashiki kiriya#ubuyashiki#kny ubuyashiki#ubuyashiki kuina#kagaya ubuyashiki#amane ubuyashiki#kanata ubuyashiki#kny season 4#kny season 4 peak#infinity castle arc#hashira training arc
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Some genya crumbs for u all đ
KNY - Hashira Training Arc - Ep 5 âI Even Ate Demonsâ
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#oficial art#kny#kimetsu no yaiba#kimetsu hashira training arc#kny hashira training arc#kimetsu hashira#kimetsu no yaiba hashira geiko hen#hashira geiko hen#hashira#hashira training arc#demon slayer#demon slayer hashira#demon slayer hashira training arc#kimetsu no yaiba hashira training arc#éŹŒæ»
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This specific scene was so funny. It looks like a Renaissance painting.
#demon slayer#kimetsu no yaiba#kny#genya shinazugawa#demon slayer shinazugawa#hashira training arc#kny shinazugawa#kny sanemi#renaissance
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