#kny musings

[entirelysein-e]

『 Big 』

☼ synopsis: Gyomei was a gentle giant, or at least he tried to be but it wasn't easy when he's balls deep inside of you.

☼ character: Gyomei

☼ wc: 1.2k

☼ cw: fem!reader, afab!reader, sub!reader, size kink, oral (reader receiving), facesitting, fingering, cervix fucking, creampie

☼ notes: he is rotting my brain badly it just won't stop 😩 || requests are open!

Gyomei has always been a gentle giant, his physical appearance small compared to his big heart and that's what made you fall for him. It was the way he cared for his loved ones so dearly, how he held your hand with utmost care as if you'd break at any second. Loving Gyomei was a second nature to you, smiling at the way he panics when he feels like he's been a little too rough, how he makes sure not to raise his voice at you, no matter what or how small he managed to made you look - compared to him, almost everyone looked small. His frame was dwarfing yours when he kissed you tenderly, big hands resting on your hips ever so gently, touch feather light when he moved to cup your cheeks. The way he had no issue lifting you up to make you sit on his lap instead, looming over you made him fear he'd accidentally squish you to death beneath his large frame but you couldn't complain when your hands rested on his broad chest, lips locking once more in a heated yet gentle kiss.

A low rumble came from his chest when you slowly unbuttoned his shirt “petal… are you sure?” He mumbles, stopping your hands from undoing another button. The memory of your pained whines coming back into his head from when you two made love last time, at how he barely fit inside of you and how sore you were after. What he couldn't see however, was how your eyes rolled back into your head and how the drool slipped out of your mouth at how good the stretch felt despite the stinging sensation. “I’m sure Gyo… you make me feel so good… so full,” you whispered as you planted open mouthed kisses onto his chest which made him melt.

Who is he to deny you your wishes, allowing you to undress him further before big hands reached for your clothes, taking them off piece by piece and letting his hands wander over your body to feel your soft skin. This was one of his favorite parts, feeling the goosebumps form under his gentle touch, your nipples pebbled effortlessly when he swiped the pads of his thumbs over them before leaning down to capture one of them between his lips to suck on it eagerly while his tongue flicked over it. Sweet mewls filled the room when he moved on to the other nipple, hands traveling to your thighs.

Gyomei had no issue lifting you from his lap onto his face when he laid back, his tongue swiping through your drenched folds without further warning as he moaned from your sweet taste. Your hands found home in his short hair, gently tugging it when your hips started to move on their own accord, grinding against his skilled tongue only to be held in place by your waist, his tongue dragging torturously slow through your folds until he attacked your bundle of nerves with quick flicks, the change of pace making you cry out his name.

Angelic moans filled his ears, muffled by your thighs squeezing around his head the closer you got, moaning into your sweet cunt when you graced his tongue with your juices, coming undone from the way he was eating you out and Gyomei refused to stop - needing you dripping wet. Only when your clit was so sensitive you couldn't take more of his onslaught he let go of your waist, allowing you to fall off of him but not too far, big hands already spreading your thighs again "Need to get you nice and ready for me, petal," he mused, comforting kisses getting littered on your thighs when a single finger entered you, enough to make you moan once again.

The way you clawed onto his arms made him more eager, forgetting his own size when he pushed a second and third finger into you which left you gasping for air, velvet walls fluttering around the digits and the stretch alone made you come undone once, twice until you were begging for his cock. Your lewd pleas for him made the heat rise up to his cheeks, fingers scissoring you open just to make sure you're ready to take him. Oh how he'd love to see the sight in front of him, cunt sopping wet, leaving a patch on the sheets beneath you just from his fingers. His cock hung heavy, the precum already leaking down onto his fat shaft when he wrapped his hand around it, his huge body once again dwarfing you beneath him, groaning when your hand reached for his length, barely able to wrap your hand around it. Everything was just so small in comparison to him, it made it hard to stay composed but hurting you or even breaking you was something he was genuinely scared of, forcing himself to take deep breaths when he lined the tip up with your entrance, needing slight force to push the head of his cock past your entrance.

Gyomeis jaw went slack at the mewls you let go, his cock slipping into you inch by inch while he praised you until his balls rested heavy against you, hips lined up with yours. “You're taking me so well, flower,” he whispered, his lips capturing yours in a sweet kiss while your walls still struggled to adjust, feeling them clench around him until you started moving your hips, signaling that he can move. Pulling out almost all the way before pushing himself back inside of you made him see stars, able to feel every ridge in your walls as he did so, your desperate moans filling the room alongside the lewd squelching of your arousal - a sign that he prepared you well enough. The louder your moans got, the more your lover lost himself, his pace quickened as well as the power of his thrusts until he was pounding into you as if this is the last time he will ever have you. Hearing you cry out in pleasure from the way his cock kissed your cervix over and over, almost inside of your womb made his own tears run over his cheeks in thick streams. “You can do it, petal” he moaned, your thighs folded tightly to your chest when he felt you come undone, your cunt squeezing him and milking him from everything he had to give. Heavy grunts fell from his chest when his hips started to rut into you, his cum spurting inside of you and painting your walls white as you wiped the tears from his cheeks until his hips finally stilled and his head came down to hide in the crook of your neck.

It amazed him every time how well you took him despite the strain it puts on your body, but you cry and moan his name so beautifully, begging him for more and more and you both knew that it never just stays at one round, especially not when your walls still fluttered around him after he came, pushing him into overstimulation but he didn't mind it, wanting to give his petal everything she wanted, easily flipping you over so you were now on top of him, letting you choose your own pace. All he wanted was to feel you so close, big hands intertwining with yours when you started riding him.

[musa-creativa]

Wild Cherry

"It's starting to get chilly out there."

"So?" Sanemi's attention switched from the newly displayed pictures on the wall to his girlfriend, who was sitting down beside him on the sofa. "I don't mind the cold. And neither do you, as far as I recall." He added, arching an eyebrow.

She replied by giving him a gentle nudge to his side. "Just because it's chilly, doesn't mean you should neglect your skin."

"Oh? Any ideas?"

"You still need sunscreen and moisturizer. Your face will appreciate it," she caressed his face with the tips of her fingers, "and so will I."

"I'll keep that in mind." Sanemi's body relaxed with her touch. "Anything else?"

"Lip balm."

"Lip balm?" He repeated, confused.

"Yeah. It's not girly-- there's a ton out there that fit your aesthetic. The colder weather is harsh for the sensitive skin of the lips. Yours are not different." To drive her point across, she grabbed her own lip balm tube. She spread it across her lips and smacked them together. "Otherwise, I won't kiss you."

"Is that so?" His eyes were fixed on her lips. When she smacked them together with the subtle shine of the lip balm, he held his breath for a moment. Then, a naughty thought crossed his mind. A naughty thought he liked very much, he decided, as his gaze went from his girlfriend's lips to the lip balm in her hands.

"What?" She asked, apparently oblivious.

"I'm not sure about that," Sanemi said, wrapping her waist with his arm as he leaned closer, his voice dark with seduction, "you'll have to convince me."

He kissed her in a heartbeat. At first, their lips smacked together in a rather chaste touch--one, twice--before Sanemi demanded entry with his tongue. She obliged readily. Sanemi moaned as their lips danced together in a familiar rhythm they both created. Her lips were always so full and soft and so damn good, he wondered if she knew the kind of power she had.

She most likely did. Not that he minded.

He parted the kiss first, eyes clouded with a growing desire. He gazed down at her as he licked his lips, glistening with a pink shine.

"Mmm. Cherry." He murmured with a smirk. "Might as well give it a try."

[zhah-zu]

does anyone else get random thoughts considering all the possibilities rengiyuu might have had together? or am i really the only one crying in the club rn?

[mitsvriii]

me watching my wips pile up

poll utc to help me decide which one (or most written one) to finish first 🤞

sry for taking up tags 😓

[monmuses]

.‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎ 𝐂𝐑𝐘, 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐒���𝐄𝐑! ( 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 … ) ‎. 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄, 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑! ( 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘦 … ) ‎. 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄, 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑! ( 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 … ) ‎. 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑! ( 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 … )

a canon & oc multi-muse blog ft. characters from "DEMON SLAYER: KIMETSU NO YAIBA". 18+ and mutuals only, heavy content warning for body horror, mental trauma, and more. current featured muses: tanjiro kamado, genya shinazugawa, and lady tamayo.

( credits x & x )

PERSONALS & NON-ROLEPLAY BLOGS DNI

[muislowerhalfxo]

YO OOMF HOW U DOIN

MAY I ASK

MUSE IN ALL THE UPPERMOONS FITS (-Gyokko and Urogi because...) PLEASE ILY MOOTIE

no im doing gyokko too and muzan

@gyotengurosemaryyy

[romaritimeharbor]

i know why sanemi did it, but the fact that he was completely ready to bring severe physical harm his younger brother is genuinely concerning. i'm sure it has to do with his extensive traumatic history, but trauma is never a good, acceptable, or valid reason to hurt someone else. sanemi i love you but please do not put hands on or threaten to put hands on your younger brother ever again 🙏

[bishopinblue]

I've been thinking about how Ryotaro would be around the Kamado Squad a lot recently. She's more patient with kids and is a bit nicer to them, especially if they're well mannered. Tanjiro is someone she would be noticeably nicer around because of this. Nezuko too!

[whirling-fangs]

Boop, Boop, Boop

"BOOP ME AGAIN, AND I WILL CHEW YOUR FINGERS OFF AND STICK THEM INTO YOUR EYEBALLS! THEN I'LL USE THEM TO GOUGE YOUR EYEBALLS OUT AND I'LL EAT THEM LIKE MEATBALLS ON A STICK!!! YOU'LL KNOW THE TRUE MEANING OF A BOAR'S RAGE!!!"

[comatosebunny09]

But, when he—

—reaches over the center console to grip your thigh while you’re driving, his fingers tiptoe towards the seat of your jeans. And with your teeth sinking into the plush bed of your bottom lip, you cast him a warning glance through your peripheral, his knuckle grazing the seam of your denim between your thighs.

I’m driving, you attempt to convey with your eyes. But, oh-ho-ho. You catch that sexy smirk of his in the streetlights whizzing by. And as an exasperated sigh flows from your nostrils, you quirk a brow at the soft clink of a seatbelt coming undone, followed by the rustle of fabric, and lastly, the squeak of your passenger’s leather seat.

“I know,” he murmurs hotly into the side of your neck as if he were perusing the library of your thoughts. “You just look so alluring when you drive my car.” A canine grazes the shell of your ear, causing you to jolt in surprise. You squeeze the gear shifter so hard that your fingertips pale. Earn a throaty chuckle in reply, followed by a thick hand kneading the space between labia and thigh. “Focus on the road, my love. Wouldn’t want us to wreck before we reach our destination.”

You’ve never punched the accelerator harder.

[entirelysein-e]

『 First Time 』

☼ synopsis: You're the serpent hashira's first.

☼ character: Obanai Iguro

☼ wc: 2.9k

☼ cw: female!reader, afab!reader, no dynamics, virginity loss, experienced reader, handjob, mutual masturbation, oral (reader giving), cum eating, fingering, creampie, slight overstimulation

☼ Kinktober masterlist

Being with Obanai was an experience itself, every time you made it over one wall around his heart, you found yourself facing another one. It's not that you minded it, you would climb and tear down thousands of walls over and over again if it means having him in your life. The first time he dared to kiss you was the first time you stayed the night at his place, the room pitch black and any source of light long erased before he took his bandages off. He felt so stupid for behaving like this but he didn't want to risk losing you, he just couldn't. His cold hands were holding yours so you wouldn't cup his cheeks when his slightly chapped lips gently locked with yours. It felt as if a ghost was kissing you, a touch barely there. “Nai… I won't break,” you whispered against his lips when you pulled away ever so slightly. The shuddered breath against your lips broke your heart, his nerves clear on display because he knew you could be able to feel the scars if he moved in any closer.

Little did he know when morning came and the smallest specks of sunlight illuminated his face you could see what he was hiding behind the bandages that were now shifted and you found yourself staring. Uneasy at the feeling of being watched he woke up, the blood in his veins freezing when he felt the morning air hit his bare skin and saw your eyes on his face. His first thought was to cuss you out, to shut you out of his life but these thoughts evaporated when your soft thumb gently caressed the long scar on his right cheek, your face coming closer to his. “You don't need to hide from me… you're beautiful, Obanai Iguro,” you whispered and the next thing he knew were that your lips were back on his. How could you say such things? Didn't you see how disfigured his face was? But his racing mind had no choice against the love you showed him, tender lips locking with his, your hands cupping his cheeks and once you pulled away you looked at him as if he put the sun and all the stars in the sky just for you. His heart skipped a beat when he realized just how much you feel for him and that you accept him the way he is.

The relationship moved slow and steady and you never once pressured him into anything he's not fully comfortable with, always asking consent before holding his hand or kissing him and most importantly, you let him initiate new things so he wouldn't get uncomfortable. The first time his tongue danced across your lips took you by surprise, but you gladly let him enter, swirling your tongue around his as the kiss grew more intimate and his grip on you became more desperate. He wanted to be closer, bodies next to each other and touching wasn't enough. Every pore of his body was screaming for you, yearning for your love and gentle touch but he pulled away - not allowing himself to have you, not yet at least. Your body felt like it was on fire, yet you didn't stop him from retreating since you knew that giving his body to you entirely takes so much of him and he's simply not ready for it yet.

When he allowed you to touch him for the first time it was once again pitch black, the darkness giving him some security because you wouldn't be able to see him completely. Your hand slowly traveled down his lean body until you reached the hem of his pants, the bulge you grinded against while making out moments before so prominent beneath the fabric. Despite his well controlled breathing he struggled to do so this moment and you hesitated to reach into his pants - did you change your mind? Did you realize he's not good enough for you? His mind was racing once again and you leaned your head onto his shoulder

“Nai…Breathe,” you reminded him, feeling that he was holding his breath for a while now and only when he exhaled shakingly, you caressed his abs again.

“We don't have to-” you began but he bucked his hips towards your hand. “I need you to,” he whispered, fearing that any other volume would tear this moment apart and he hated to admit how his body was screaming for your touch.

You nodded silently and breathed in his scent before kissing his neck gently, your hand slowly disappearing into his pants and a little strangled “ngh” escaped his lips when he felt your hand stroke over his hard length for the first time. Unsure what he even imagined it to feel like, it exceeded his imagination, the feeling his own hand gave him couldn't be compared to yours. Smiling against his skin you smeared his pre cum over his tip before pumping his shaft with a little pressure at a slow pace. Obanai’s slender hands clutched onto the sheets at the feeling, jaw tensing up as he tried to hold any noises back but you could hear him pant hard - cock twitching after mere seconds of your touch and you retreated your hand.

“Nai… could you take them off?” You whispered into his ear, not wanting to stain his pants from making him release within their confides but he shook his head “it's enough,” he mumbled back, not wanting to get you dirty with his cum, you deserved better.

You wanted to protest, to give him the sweet release he craved and also earned but you respected his boundaries and simply cuddled up to him, the wetness between your legs not important. Patience was the key and when he's ready to bring you pleasure he would let you know, until then you would just touch yourself silently in the bathroom so he won't notice and feel bad about it - he knew though but he never brought it up, unsure how or if he could pleasure you properly.

Giving him handjobs became more and more frequent and sometimes he finished it himself, not allowing you to please him to completion just yet. One day you had a small idea and gave him a little smile instead of letting your hand wander down his body like so many times before

“Can you touch yourself for me? This time without anything on?” You asked curious, wanting to see his reaction and he surprisingly nodded, slowly undressing you but he couldn't hold your gaze when he opened his pants so you reached for his hands, gently kissing them.

“Wait. Let me just-” you hummed and turned to stand behind him, back to back as you took your top off as well, skin touching skin now and you could feel the goosebumps erupt on his skin from feeling you this close.

“We can stay like this and just touch ourselves, yes?” You suggested, always making sure he was okay and the next thing you felt was how he lifted his hips ever so slightly to take his pants off, now sitting bare behind you which made you follow suit.

Obanai was the first to initiate it, his slender hand wrapping around his pale cock and slowly stroking it up and down just like you always did for him. The previous make out session left you drenched, almost grinding yourself to completion on his bulge but you didn't want to tease yourself further, eager fingers dipping to your core to gather some slick before rubbing your fingers over your clit. The sweetest noises escaped your mouth when you could feel your lover leaning against you for support, the slick noises of your fingers curling inside your velvet walls almost driving him insane with lust until the knot in his abdomen snapped, releasing over his hand with a strangled moan, letting you follow suit as you came around your own fingers, your other hand rubbing your clit in fast circles as you moaned his name. Hearing his name moaned like this let the blood freeze within his veins, but it would be his new favorite noise of yours, letting him hear just how desperate you are for him as well.

“Can I turn around?” You asked softly, voice barely above a whisper as he gave you a noise of approval in return, feeling your arms wrap around his upper body only a second later and you slowly reached for his right hand, kissing his shoulder.

“You're so beautiful Obanai… so perfect,” you hummed into his ear as you brought the cum covered hand closer but he locked up, not letting it close to you.

“Let me taste you… I promise it won't harm me,” you reassured him and he gave in, not wanting to deny you anything but his head fell back against your shoulder when you took two of his fingers into your mouth, your tongue working over them as if it would be his cock. Once they were all clean you pulled away with a lewd pop, hiding your face in his neck right after when you saw the blush on his cheeks, knowing exactly what he was thinking. Maybe next time he would allow you to fulfill that fantasy of his.

These little moments went on until he was comfortable enough to face you while you gave him a handjob, eventually allowing you to wrap your soft lips around him and he swore that if a heaven existed, he made it there in these moments. His hips were bucking aimlessly as you bobbed your head up and down his length at a fast pace, one of his hands clutched over his mouth to keep the noises at bay while the other held onto the sheets for dear life. The twitching of his cock let you know that he was close and every time you could feel the anxiety rise up so you looked up into his eyes as you soothingly ran your hands over his thighs, nose nudged against his pubic bone and it did the trick for him. Seeing you so cockdrunk from giving him pleasure let the butterflies in his stomach go wild and he released down your throat as the softest groans escaped his lips. He didn't mean to buck his hips further in your face but it felt so good when you swallowed around him, he just couldn't get enough when his mind started to wonder how tight and warm your cunt would feel around him. A twitch of his cock made you pull away, your saliva slowly running down from his tip to the base.

“Do you want me to go on?” You asked slightly surprised since he wasn't so eager for more after he came, far too sensitive and growing reserved again which you respected. He nodded in response, trembling hands pulling you onto his lap by your hips, staying there to hold you tight and you got what he wanted, smiling down at him.

“You sure about that?” You asked just to confirm your suspicions and earned another nod, followed by a soft but firm “yes”

Gently you took one of his hands and guided it towards your mound and let go again. Obanai stared up at your eyes, looking a little lost and unsure how to proceed and if it would be any other time it would have made you giggle but you didn't want to ruin his newfound confidence in physical intimacy.

“You saw how I touched myself… Can you do it for me? It will make it more pleasurable to take you after,” you explained, parting your legs a little further to make it easier for him to reach your dripping wet cunt.

He gulped but nodded, the image of how you rubbed your clit before two of your beautiful fingers dipped into your core was burned into his mind and he recreated your movements as if it's second nature. The way he massaged your clit in circular motions made you gasp, grinding your hips against his hand to get more friction but he got the hint, giving you exactly what you needed. Obanai might be inexperienced but he observed your reactions to everything, taking mental notes on what made you moan louder as he slowly pushed two slender fingers into your heat, moaning in sync with you.

Your velvet walls were so tight around his fingers already, making him wonder how he would fit inside of you. A spongy spot within your core took his attention when the pads of his fingers pushed against it, letting your moans raise in pitch and taking him off guard out of fear he hurt you but the way you clenched around his fingers let him know otherwise.

“God you're so good at this… I'm so close,” you mumbled mindlessly between moans and it fueled Obanai's need to get you to come undone from just his fingers as he repeatedly curled his fingers against your sweet spot. The moment he brought his thumb down to play with your clit, it was over for you, your walls spasming around his skilled fingers and his name falling off your lips like a prayer. He almost came untouched by the angelic sounds you made, making him love his name as he watched your orgasm take over your body only to slide his fingers out of your tight cunt when you’d calmed down.

With a curious expression he brought his hand closer to his face, your slick almost dripping from his fingers as he pushed them past his own lips to taste you, just like you tasted his seed. His pupils blew wide and he groaned when your arousal melted against his tongue like silk, never having tasted anything so divine and he knew that he wanted more, growing hungry for your sweet release but you snapped him out of these thoughts, seemingly reading his mind.

“Another time, Nai… do you want to-?” You asked quietly, hoping he didn't change his mind because you needed to feel him inside of you. Once more he nodded, confirming that he wanted more as you positioned yourself above his achingly hard cock before holding his shaft to line him up. He took a deep breath when his tip touched your folds for the first time and despite wanting to hold back on his noises, a desperate “ngh” escaped his scarred mouth when you lowered yourself onto his dick. You placed his hands on your hips so he could take control, unsure how slow you needed to be but he pushed you down in just one thrust, fearing he would die if he couldn't be inside of you entirely. The harshness of this thrust knocked the air out of your lungs and you fell forward into his arms.

“Hmm just like that," you encouraged him when he began to thrust erratically, the slight curve of his cock letting him hit just the right spots inside of you and the strength his thrusts held pushed you to the edge once again.

Obanai had to flip you over, needing to rut into you as if it's the last thing he would do. Desperate for your moans, struck by the love you held for him, he came unexpectedly, the tight heat of your velvet walls far too much for his virgin cock to handle. His eyes were screwed shut as breathless moans fell from his mouth, making him look ethereal above you, the dim light illuminating him just right.

It didn't matter to you that he came early, not having expected for him to last long during his first time but it clearly bothered Obanai who brought his hand between your bodies that were glistening with sweat so he could rub your clit once more. “I need to feel you around me,” he mumbled into the crook of your neck, overstimulating himself by staying inside of your pussy but it was all worth it when the knot in your abdomen snapped a second time, your back arching so beautifully against him as your cunt fluttered around him, milking him of everything he had to give. Your orgasm was enough to trigger another one of his, only able to pant and whimper into your neck as he fell apart, eventually just resting his weight on top of you.

Gently your arms slithered around his slim frame, enjoying to have him this close for once before it got too much for him, having to excuse himself from your embrace, still needing to get used to being held for an extended period of time but you didn't mind, simply kissing his shoulder before getting up, his seed slowly running down your thighs in the process and the view sent a shiver down his spine at the thought of having released inside of you. He didn't mean to taint you with his cum but he knew that you would have wanted it that way so he gave it to you.

“Are you coming? I drew a bath,” you called out from the bathroom, hoping you could soak your sore body in the hot water with your lover together. He sure was inexperienced but his will to be enough for you sure made up for it.

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[as-above-rp]

Kou Maori

Alias: The Cloud Hashira

Age: 23yrs

DOB: September 5th

Height: 5'9" (177 cm)

Blood Type: Marechi

Gender: GNC Masc

Orientation: Bisexual

Personality: Soft spoken, generous, melancholic, playful, flirtatious, empathetic, ambitious

Conditions and Disorders: Lost his right arm at the bicep after a demon attack when he was a child

Bio: Kou enlisted in the slayer Corp when he was 14. Despite his lack of an arm, he never let it slow him down. In the beginning, he was stubborn about letting anyone help him; he insisted on doing everything himself, from cooking his meals and getting dressed, to tying his hair back. When he wasn't on a mission, he was training or challenging other Corp members to improve on his skills. When asked about becoming a Hashira's Tsuguko, he politely declined, insisting that he had to make a name for himself on his own terms, not on the shoulders of someone more influential. All of his training paid off when he became the Cloud Hashira the same year he turned 18.

TAISHO ERA SECRETS!

Kou still prides himself on independence, but has relaxed a bit since his teenage years and will accept help on occasion. Manners are also very important to him, and he will go out of his way to be polite, even to demons as he hunts and kills them. He has even been cited once as offering a demon his final words and a wish! It's only speculation if Kou honored the request the demon made, but most presume he has based on his personal morals.

Kou's favorite food is Soba. If hot (his preferred), his favorite preparation is Sansai Soba (mountain vegitable Soba, with wild veggies and mushrooms if available). If cold, his favorite is Hiyashi Oroshi Soba (cold Soba with grated daikon radish on top).

He has not taken any Tsuguko under his wing, but has stated before that he would be happy to -- he's just waiting on the right student to catch his eye.

Perhaps what he's best known for are his self proclaimed "only two reasons" he would retire from the Corps; Death, or Finding a Wife. He has been witnessed many times flirting with women on his missions, but no attempts have ever shown promise with becoming something more. He insists that he keeps in contact with a few of these women, but no such letters have ever been seen.

Breathing Style Forms: TBA

Past:

Kou was raised by his mother and father at the base of a mountain, a ways away from a village. His mother weaved and sewed garments and tapestries dor people's homes, and his father was a former swordsman who trained him as he grew up. His mother taught him all about mountain herbs and vegetables, and they often went up the mountain together to forage for food. His father would join them sometimes to hunt for small animals to make meals.

When Kou was ten, his father went out hunting for rabbits while he and his mother stayed home to prepare dinner. Kou accidentally cut himself while preparing some vegetables, and as fate would unfortunately have it, a demon was coming down the mountain and towards the village. Picking up the smell of Kou's Marechi blood, the demon actually turned around and followed the scent to their home instead. By the time his father arrived back at home, Kou's mother had already been killed, and the demon had Kou's arm in its mouth. In a desperate attempt to save his son, Kou's father cut his arm off and told his son to run. In his confusion, Kou took off up the mountain instead of towards the village. Despite having tied off his sleeve around the wound, the thin air and blood loss took a toll on him and he ended up passing out. Kou would have died, if he hadn't been found by another swordsman who lived alone high up the mountain. The swordsman took Kou in as a servant and a student, unbeknownst to him, as a favor to Kou's father that he had made back when they were both in the demon slayer corps. For three years, the swordsman taught him independence, swordfighting, and secrets of the mountain and the slayer Corps. Kou left for final selection at 13, and returned as soon as he could to tell his master the good news; but he was nowhere to be found. To this day, Kou doesn't know for sure what happened to him.

[intcritus]

ambie I followed because I think I saw you writing with aven and I liked what I saw. I stayed because I really enjoy writing with you and I think you're a great person to have on dash. I love that we've quickly tumbled into writing so many different combos together and how up for throwing muses at me you are. I love your range of characters from your ocs to your canons and the emotions you bring to the table whether heartbreaking like the kiri and Toga thread or amusing like gil and Salem. You brighten my dash by being here and I hope we get to write together for the longest time.

ahhhh honestly, it's so great. do you know it usually takes me up to 6 months to a year to ever approach anyone to write ? i take forever because im never sure what to say or how to throw my muses at anyone but sending in that plot meme helped so much and sometimes i still go back to it and realize i've added so many people since them and im so up to throwing more muses your way because it's been so fun and chill being able to write all these different dynamics !

i think the fact that we have something as heartbreaking as that toga and kiri dynamic then having so many others is funny to me, because of how quickly we fell into them fr. but ahh i feel the same ? i read everything you read, i'm down to enable every test muse, every hc, every brainrot because i just really vibe with you and think you're the best thing since sliced bread. i just know we'll have like 50 different dynamics before january with the rate im adding muses lmao.

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[muislowerhalfxo]

Hear me out rigth now

These two MF making out in front of the uppermoons + Muzan and Muse and like Gyokko tells everyone "This is my new boyfriend meet Taliesin" and I already Immagine Hantengu going nuts abt this and some of the Clones yelling "I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU WE WERE ALL ROOTING FOR YOU HOW DARE YOU?" While the other uppermoons are either shocked or disgusted and Douma would say "Yo who tops? " and Muse Litterally unbothered I also Immagine Muzan like "This fuckin fish" I mean it would be interesting (Plus I've created this crachship and I thought it was funny tho also if you don't wanna do this it's Alr!)

BTW I LOVED HOW YOU DRAW MUSE SHE LOOKED AMAZING IN YOUR STYLE

close enough (??)

[romaritimeharbor]

[REQUESTS CLOSED AS OF 6/11/24] i have decided to open five slots for demon slayer requests! the rules are as follows:

no nsfw or romantic requests. i am a platonic, sfw writer only. there will be no exceptions.

i only write for gender neutral!reader; please, no fem!reader or male!reader requests.

try to be descriptive with your request. i find it very difficult to write requests when all the request entails is "comfort headcanons with [character]", or other things like that.

i can pretty much write for any kny character, so everyone is on the table. requests that concern the following characters will undoubtedly be completed faster: muichiro and/or yuichiro, rui, and kagaya. they are my absolute favorites out of everyone in the series. honorable mention goes to kyojuro though 🙏

i've also read the manga over four times now, so dw about spoiler warnings in your request <3

[5/5] slots filled — thank you for the interest! requests will open again once all five have been finished.

[monmuses]

‎ 𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘄𝗲'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿? ‎ 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦?

MONMUSES -- a canon & oc multimuse blog ft. GENYA SHINAZUGAWA from "DEMON SLAYER: KIMETSU NO YAIBA". 18+ and mutuals only, penned by toastie.

SILKNSTRANDS -- an indie single muse DEMON SLAYER: KIMETSU NO YAIBA roleplay blog ft. FUJIKO HIGURASHI, an original character. 18+ & semi-selective, penned by bug.

. 𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲, 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆, 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶

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