#kny tengen uzui

[midnightwriter21]

Please could I request headcanons of the hashira!reader excitedly hugging the hashira out of the blue, burying her head into their chest and kissing them for the first time after not seeing them for a long time 💙💙

demon slayer hcs: their reactions to reader suddenly hugging them

characters: reader x tengen, rengoku, sanemi

warnings: language, tengen’s slightly suggestive but not rly

TENGEN

his first reaction when u hug him outta nowhere is to wrap his arms around you, pick you up off the ground and spin you around

eeeeeeeeekkkkk this it so cute i want it

it’s such a sweet moment

and then when he puts your feet back on the ground, still hugging u, he leans down to ur ear and whispers

“missed me that much, huh?”

with that stupidly attractive smirk plastered across his face

COCKY ASSSSSS

you don’t get the chance to kiss him cause he kisses you first!!!

carries you off somewhere for some alone time *suggestive eyebrow wiggle*

i love him

SANEMI

girl do not attack him with a hug in public lmfao

will blush bright red

and push you off of him

not cause he doesn’t want to hug you

he jus gets embarrassed 🥺

he’s not a PDA typa guy

but he will lead you into a secluded area and give you the sweetest kiss

melts into you i swear

you don’t even have to say anything to him cause he knows

“i missed you too… so much”

RENGOKU

loml

girl he’s hugging you before you’re hugging him

holding you tight against his chest, tucking his head into the crook of your neck

just holds you close to him while hes swaying side to side

when u give him a quick peck on the lips he grabs you by your cheeks and is pulling you back in for a deeper kiss before you get the chance to even get a breath of air

like dawg pls i need to breatheeee

but also i’d suffocate happily

“i missed you more than the sun misses the moon.”

[mamayan]

15, 72, 77, 95 with Tengen and fem reader

❤️🫦❤️

Bang! … You’ve been shot!

Tengen Uzui

tw: NSFW • AI/Otome Troupe • Dubcon • Somnophilia • Oral (F!) • Fem! Reader • Overstimulation • Mild Edging • Slight Manipulation

wc: 2061

Your game is glitching.

Your eyes travel across the screen again, then back over to your phone where you check to see that the dialogue is clearly different.

Did you happen to get an Easter Egg version? There was no news of such a release though, and you’d done your research in depth before you’d even received this game.

You sat back on the couch, worrying your bottom lip as you contemplated your next action. You could sell it for a lot. These sort of quirks amongst the gaming community had high value, and this would surely fetch a good deal on auction. You should play it too though, enjoy the characters and the game thoroughly before you make your money back and then some.

The game gives you eight characters to play through, and in classic dating simulation style, they all have unique traits and characteristics. Your first character of choice was going to be a dark haired blue eyed male, his pretty image tempting, but the comedic dialogue of another prompted you to pick a different route.

Tengen Uzui, the muscular male who seemed to point directly through the screen at you with a grin saying “You’d make a flashy sight next to me!”

His route was deeper than you thought, and the game allowed for something entirely unexpected.

You could type out a response.

You were sure the algorithm was based on certain key words, it had to be.

So why did it send chills down your spine when Tengen offered you very specific comfort when you’d jokingly put “Not very good, my boss was very mean to me at work today,” when he’d asked how you were? His response was enough to make you pause and save, needing time to think over exactly what was going on.

“Your company works you too hard, if you were mine, I’d never allow for that non-flashy behavior to happen to you.”

It got stranger and more real as the days passed and you got deeper into the game. Eventually you’d tried to quit his route, but whenever you attempted to play another character, the game would glitch and send you back to the starting screen.

“This is weird…” you felt conflicted, some deeper instinct urging you to sell the game already and just buy a version which didn’t act so… alive.

“I’ll sell it,” you settled, about to remove the game cartridge when it turns on.

Tengen’s character is pointing at the screen, smile the same as the artists designed, but the text is menacing.

“Trying to run from me?”

You unplugged the entire system with the determination to stop whatever deranged prank the game coders were trying to pull with this, but once you cut power to the console, you realize in a daze the game is still on.

“What the…” his character is closer to the screen, more zoomed in on his charming smile and wink, fushia eyes staring straight through you.

Then text appears at the bottom, different than a text box as the banner pops up with a dooming music track.

“How in the hell—,” you don’t get to finish before the world around you goes dark.

—BAD END—

When you wake next, it’s to a strange pressure in your core.

Your head is spinning, bleary eyes staring up at a wooden ceiling as you try to recall when you’d stayed at someone else’s home.

Something noisy was distracting you as a numbness flowed through your body, tingles shooting up your spine. You were warm, almost too much as you awkwardly shifted and found something holding you down from below. It was like a bar around your thighs, as you lifted your foggy head to figure out the mystery.

The scream lodged in your throat, too unnerved and stunned to properly force anything besides a choked sob out.

A very large man was between your thighs, silvery hair loose and falling into sharp fuschia eyes looking directly at you—and a long trail of saliva connecting his tongue to your bare and spread pussy.

His lazy smirk is all too familiar but it was horrifying because it was flesh and blood, real.

Tengen Uzui was living and breathing.

“Awake, little gem?” His rhetorical question leaves you stammering for words, fumbling for an explanation you apparently wouldn’t be getting as he dives back into your messy cunt.

“Hah—!” Now awake to consciously process the pleasure, you realize he was the cause of the earlier numbness and sloppy noises.

Tengen chuckles into your heat, happy to leave you delirious and confused as he swirls his tongue around your puffy clit before sucking harshly, loving the sharp arch of your spine as you jerk in his hold. “Something wrong, gem? You still seem eager to get away, it’s kind of a pain…” He ignores your pathetic attempt to push his head away, easily overpowering you and forcing his tongue straight inside of you, wiggling the thick muscle around your gummy walls. He drinks down your slick while hearing you whine above, thighs shaking in threat of another release. He’d already made you cum once while you’d still been asleep, though he thinks you were much cuter when you were struggling less.

“Pl-please—!” Your whines were morphing into moans and whimpers, hands which were pushing him away were curling into his hair and tugging. His grin is saturated in your arousal as he eats you, tongue massaging and tearing you apart as your muscles lock and you cum.

You felt suffocated, overwhelmed as your body betrayed your mind, everything going blank as your body came apart for him and his aggressive touch.

He drinks you down, cleaning your slick up and nipping softly at your inner thighs as they shake around his head.

You looked adorable, trembling and gasping for air as he allowed you to gently float down from your high. The wide expanse of his palm splays over your lower belly, lightly resting the weight against you as he shifts and lays his upper body over you. You’re blanketed by his body, eyes looking up in a daze as you wonder if this is a dream. It has to be, this isn’t possible is it?

“Tengen…” his name sounds like heaven coming from your lips, his smile growing as he presses his lips against your mouth, slipping into your mouth and giving you a taste of your own release.

When he pulls away, you find how beautiful this man is in person, even without his jewelry and decorations he looks radiant in the dim light.

“Like what you see?” His eyes are sparkling, teasing as he brings his hand up your nude torso, dragging his calloused digits over your soft chest and up to your neck and jaw. “You’re so soft, quite the irony for how hard you tried to get rid of me.” His tone shifts, darkening as his hand increases the pressure on your cheeks and jaw, forcing your mouth open. Your widened and frightened gaze irritates him, his lips turning down as he leans closer, nipping your lower lip as he holds you down.

“You can’t run from me here.” He chuckles humorlessly, trailing his lips down as he releases your face, circling your neck instead as he slips a hand under your ass to lift and slot his hips between your thighs now. You realize now his yukata is open, and he’s nude beneath, his hardened cock resting heavy on your slit.

“Y-you aren’t real—,” it’s like you’re trying to convince yourself it truly is a terrible hallucination, “you’re a character not a p-person, this isn’t real,” his lips smash against yours, rough kiss distracting as he lines himself up with your slick entrance, soft tip threatening as his hips press forward.

You break the kiss in a gasp, eyes opened wide as your nails dig into his shoulders, pressing against him while he laughs for real now.

“Not real? Tell me if this feels real, gem, I’ve got all night to convince you in the flashiest way possible.” His eyes are blazing with passion, wicked gaze searing as he splits you open on his cock.

He didn’t stretch you beforehand, not at all as you grit your teeth and feel each inch fill you slowly. Tengen relishes the way your eyes water, pretty features twisting as he takes you for the first, but not the last, time.

“That’s it, gem. Does my cock feel real?” His hand drifts back down to your belly, pressing down as he bottoms out inside of you. You’re left breathless, gasping as the pressure increases when he applies outside force, your whimper swallowed as his lips cover your own again. The room begins to heat with you, perspiration dotting your brow as he rocks even deeper, pressing his tip up against your womb.

“Did you know? In most cultures, just the act of sex counts as a marital ritual, I can call you my wife like this.” His cocky smirk would be irritating if he wasn’t filling you up until you couldn’t think, head going fuzzy as he slowly adjusts you to his massive length.

His hand shifts even lower, confusion waring with the echoes of pleasure as he lightly brushes the little bead above your slit, your breath catching as your hands fly to his wrist. Tengen is faster, making a tut noise before using his free hand to gather up both your own and pin them above your head, his thrust becoming more forceful as he increases the pace.

“Tell me, gem, tell me how deep I am. You said you wanted to be my little wife didn’t you? I remember quite clearly.” The wet squelching of your cunt as he drives himself into you is nothing short of lewd, your moans hiccup as you struggle against the restraint of his grip.

“I-I didn’t—,” you try to deny it, but a vague recall reminds you did once say so… to the game. It’s ludicrous, all of this, but it’s difficult to formulate a coherent argument with him fucking you like he truly does want to be your husband.

Like he’s going to make you cum again. Tengen’s smile becomes more genuine as you writhe and moan beneath him, hips shaking more as he thrums your clit and times it with each thrust into you, wiring you higher and higher until you’re just on the cusp.

He leans over you, mouth just against your ear, “Say it, gem, who are you?” You don’t understand, mouth open with drool trailing down your pretty cheek as you tremble. “Come on, you know who you are, what are you?” He’s teasing you, slowing down as the seconds tick and panic washes because you’re so close, just right there—

“Please, Tengen,” he hushes you, grin growing wickedly out of your line of sight. “That’s not what I want to hear…” it’s so deep and guttural in your ear, his voice ringing until you're smothered in euphoria.

“Come on, I’ll ask one more time, who are you?” He’s hardly rocking anymore, your body shaking as you babble and beg, trying to decipher his riddle, tears pooling at your lash line as desperation grips you.

You blink the tears away, a few sliding down your face as you give in, lips pursed and pouty.

“Your—I’m your wife…” he groans, his weight becoming heavier on top of you as he picks up his speed again, beginning to pound into you senselessly as pleasure rushes back almost too quickly. All too soon you’re coming, crying his name as you clamp down around his cock and he follows, teeth sinking into the flesh of your shoulder as you shudder.

“Fuck, that’s it gem, soak my cock, my sweet wife.” You gasp, trying to twist away as he continues to rock into you, cock still hard as your sensitive walls protest more stimulation.

“T-Tengen…” you glance down, before looking up as he shifts to hover over you, face less cocky and more soft than before. He looks almost sweet as he smiles down at you.

“We aren’t done, you still have a few more for me, don’t you?” He ignores how you shake your head, denial spilling past your lips before he’s silencing you with another kiss.

“Be good, my gem, I’m not letting you run away.”

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[character-reference-cafe]

Entertainment District Arc Shinobi Uzui Tengen Character sheet

[taniavttv]

Tengen Hugs/Cuddles

Hi Everyone. Since I asked you guys who was next for Hugs/Cuddles series you all said Tengen Uzui and his wives. And here it is. Enjoy these HeadCannons. Requests are Open (check out the request rules and Thanks)🌸

✨ Tengen loves cuddling you honestly because he loves giving you attention

✨ His wives also love you too because your a part of the family with them

✨ The wives always give you hugs and kisses when you and Tengen go on missions

✨ When you and Tengen return the wives both hugs and they will give you both affection and love

✨ When Tengen cuddles you he loves to have you close to his chest since he wants to comfort you and give you affection and love

✨ When Tengen announces it's Cuddling time you and his wives all head to the big custom bed and cuddle

✨ It's comfortable when you, Tengen, and the wives cuddle they let you be close to Tengen

✨ Tengen will hug you if you ever feel sad or if you have something that's been on your mind and need him to comfort you

✨ He doesn't want to see his flashy partner be sad He wants you to smile and be happy since he enjoys seeing you smile

✨ His wives will also hug you

✨ Hina would hug you and lay your head on her lap to stroke your hair and play with it

✨ Makio will hug you and ask you if you want to talk about whatever has been on your mind so she can help you. She'll even give you a kiss on the cheek

✨ Oh Suma will give you forehead kisses and will cry because she doesn't want you to be sad. She'll hug and prevent you from crying and being sad

✨ When Tengen sees you, He'll immediately hug you, pick you up and swoop you in his arms and swirl you around as you two laugh

✨ If you ask Tengen for a hug. Oh Tengen will give you all the hugs you want

✨ He'll even hug you from behind as a surprise

✨ If you ask his wives for a hug they'll give you hugs as well

✨ His Wives might try to pick you up too and do the same but probably Makio or Hina would and Suma would try to pick you up

✨ Tengen loves to kiss you passionately as you two cuddle

✨ When it's with the wives all together they kiss you too

✨ Tengen's favorite cuddling position is Big spoon and little spoon even one's where he touches your butt

✨Even one's where he lays his head on your chest so you can play with his hair

✨ When it's with the wives it's like you all cuddle together

✨ Tengen loves to kiss your cheeks and forehead too even your lips

✨ When you and Tengen cuddle he loves it when you put your hand on his chest. He enjoys your touches

✨ The wives love to Play with your hair too and so does Tengen

✨ Tengen and his wives will remind you every day they love you so much

I love you Y/N- Suma said as she hugged you

Hey I love you as well Y/N- Makio said hugging you as well

Y/N we love you so much- Hina said as she kissed your forehead and hugged you tight

I love you so much My love- Tengen said as he kissed your lips passionately

[cottoncandy-cult]

So hear me out... girl dad Tengen Uzui whose nicname for his daughter is baby. It doesn't matter how old she gets it's "Don't say that baby." "Don't think like that baby." "Baby, what happened to you?" No matter what she is his baby, he could be 90 and she's 75 and she is still his baby.

[malachiexists13]

The Hashiras If They Existed in Genshin Impact AU

Disclaimer: same as before, if you disagree that is fine. These are my interpretations. Also this should be spoiler free-? Also Yoriichi is here because I didnt know where else to put him 👍

Rules for the visions go as follows:

Anemo - Given to those who seek freedom above all else

Geo - Given to those who live life pursuing what they believe to be prosperous

Electro - Given to those who don't fit in

Dendro - Given to those of high intelligence/or a passion for learning

Hydro - Given to those with a strong sense of justice

Pyro - Given to those with passionate spirits

Cryo - Given to those fighting for something they believe in after suffering hardships

I've already done the demons. The Uppermoons If They Were in Genshin

And again, going weakest to strongest so we're starting with-

Shinobu Kocho

The Insect Hashira

Insect Breathing is derived from Flower Breathing, which is derived from Water Breathing. Shinobu uses a specialized blade with a stinger-like point in order to inject demons with her special poison; so she'd be a polearm user (also because polearm seems to be one of the easier weapons to wield, and canonically she is unable to decapitate demons)

Shinobu would have an electro vision but her attacks would be similiar to the electro-charged reaction - causing constant damage to the afflicted for as long as the affliction is applied

Tengen Uzui

The Sound Hashira

Sound Breathing is derived from Stone Breathing. And Tengen dual wields massive swords on a chain, so he'd probably be a claymore user

Tengen would have a geo vision. And 100% some flashy ass attacks, something like Itto or Albedo.

Mitsuri Kanroji

The Love Hashira

Love Breathing is derived from Flame Breathing, and since Mitsuri doesn't use a traditional sword as hers seem to have more long range, I'm going to label her a bow user

Mitsuri would have a pyro vision (obvi), and I kinda see her as being a bit of a healer? Idk maybe it's due to her whole thing being "love"

Giyuu Tomioka

The Water Hashira

Since Giyuu is one of the handful that uses a katana that isn't specialized, he'd be a sword user. Along with a hydro vision of course

I imagine his elemental burst to be the Eleventh Form: Dead Calm (since he created it and all). But because it canonically lowers his heart rate in exchange of being quicker, it would probably look something like Ayato's elemental skill in which it looks like he's standing still with the effects of Xiao's elemental burst. Meaning it buffs his damage, but lowers his health for as long as the skill is active

Kyojuro Rengoku

The Flame Hashira

I know he also uses a katana but he big buff man so Rengoku gets a claymore

I'm barely getting away with the fact Douma isn't cryo, I'll be fucking crucified if I don't give this man a pyro vision so he can have it

I imagine Rengoku's skills to be similiar to Diluc's. Except instead of the bird theme with Diluc, Rengoku's would be a lion. And I can imagine him to be a shield like Thoma or Xinyan.

Obanai Iguro

The Serpent Hashira

Serpent Breathing is derived from Water Breathing, I'm also pretty sure it's mentioned to be the one style that can be used without a sword? I might be wrong

Obanai's sword isn't exactly a katana, it's more specialized. But I've decided to label him a catalyst because thats what the snake theme makes me think of

And Obanai would have an electro vision

Muichiro Tokito

The Mist Hashira

Mist Breathing is derived from Wind Breathing and I know he uses a katana but since his breathing style seems to be centered around swift movements, Muichiro is a polearm user

But I am willing to give him an anemo vision. He somewhat fits Venti's requirements...

Sanemi Shinazugawa

The Wind Hashira

Same explanation as with Mist Breathing, Wind Breathing is based on swift movements so Sanemi is a polearm user

And of course, he has an anemo vision

His elemental skill would probably be like Xiao's, just a quick motion. But his burst, I imagine, would look something like Kazuha's. Or maybe he'd be a Wanderer type.

Gyomei Himejima

The Stone Hashira

100% a claymore user, I shouldn't have to explain

And obviously, geo vision

Yoriichi Tsugikuni

The Sun Hashira; The First and Strongest Demon Slayer

Yoriichi is of course a sword user

I was really indecisive on what vision he'd have. Pyro doesnt really suit his personality, neither does geo or dendro. And I couldnt see him with hydro, so that narrowed it to electro, anemo, and cryo.

I ended up deciding on a cryo vision because it actually worked lore wise (at least, with the case of Michikatsu's jealousy since then they'd have the same vision)

100% strongest and best cryo user in this case 👍 Ayaka could NEVER

Next up: Tanjiro's Team

[captain-orphic-al]

Just some sketches that I don't think I'll finish.

I envisioned this as a modern au type of deal and Uzui and Mitsuri often act as those Street performers you can often find justbusting a move or are just generally dancers/gymnasts. (mainly cuz Uzui finds it flashy and Mitsuri just finds it super fun)

I have so many unfinished sketches 😅

[kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings]

OH NO HE'S HOT (ﾉ∀`♥)

Tengen Uzui

[nyankochan]

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 didn’t 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

“Move your asses! If you don’t finish the last rep, no dinner for you tonight!”

Your husband’s 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 Tengen’s endurance camp had been set up.

You’re met with a somewhat…comedic(?) 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 couldn’t help but feel pity for the poor kids.

“If you don’t get it together you’ll never survive what the other hashira have in store,” Tengen huffed, seemingly more annoyed than angry.

“Now now, Tengen-sama, don’t be so hard on the kids,” you sigh, setting down the extra pot you had been tasked with bringing to help prepare dinner. “You’ll end up giving them all nightmares.”

The way Tengen’s 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. You’re worried. You know the final battle against Muzan will inevitably happen, but you’re 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?

You’re so in your head that you don’t even hear the door open and someone enter. “What a surprise. I thought you were in bed by now.”

Tengen’s voice startles you and you’re quick to sink into the water to cover yourself. Your husband’s laughter fills your ears. “What are you being shy for?” Clad in nothing but a towel, you gawk at your husband’s physique. Despite officially retiring from the Demon Slayer Corps, his consistent training kept him in shape.

“You just surprised me…that’s all…”

Tengen settles behind you in the bath, the water sloshing as he enters and pulls you into his lap. You relax against his chest. “You wanna tell me what you were thinking about?” He asks, tracing his hand down your side making you shiver involuntarily.

“N-no….its nothing. But you seemed stressed earlier, Tengen-sama. Is there anything I can do for you.”

Tengen sighs, leaning back against the edge of the bath, arms spread and muscles tense. “It’s nothing, love, don’t worry.”

You frown. You then turn so that you’re straddling Tengen’s lap, the water splashing with your movement. Tengen raises a brow in confusion, but doesn’t question your actions. “P-please allow me to help you, Tengen-sama.”

Tengen chuckles, cupping your cheek gently. “You already do more than enough for me, and for that I’m very grateful.” 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.

“W-wait. W-wait,” you suddenly protest. Tengen pulls back, worried he hurt you. “I-I want to be of use to you, Tengen-sama. Please let me please you.”

Tengen wears a rather perplexed expression before chuckling. He sits back on the end of the bath. “Ok then, please me.”

You drop to your knees before your husband, taking his cock gently into your hands. It’s already stiff with arousal, pre pearling at the fat tip. Your finger traces the thick vein running up the side of Tengen’s 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 Tengen’s 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.”

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 Tengen’s 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 he’s close to his release from the way he tenses, muscles tightening, yet he quickly pulled you away.

“T-Tengen-sama?” 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 you’re crying out.

Tengen rests his head against your back, breathing heavily. “You’re so good to me.” He groans at the feeling of your warm cunt wrapping snuggly around him. “I love you so much.” Tengen’s grip tightens, pulling your legs back further as his hips buck up, stretching you further. The slightly uncomfortable position makes you whimper.

“But tonight, I’m going to fuck you like I don’t.”

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 Obanai’s 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, you’ve 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.

“There! All done,” you say, closing up your first aid kit having just treated the cut on one member’s face. “Next time, remember to guard your vital spots. You’re lucky it was only training. A demon wouldn’t be so forgiving.”

“R-right! T-thank you Mrs. Iguro!”

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.

“How did such a sweet woman end up with a man like the serpent hashira?”

“Yeah the only real demon here is him…”

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.

“If you have time for idle chatter then you must not have worked hard enough,” Obanai scowled, Kaburamaru hissing around his neck. The slayers all quickly scramble to their feet and ran to grab their swords and avoid Obanai’s wrath.

You tug on his haori, stopping him from moving. “Dear, be nice.”

The scowl on his face somewhat softens only to immediately return when a new person announces their presence: Kamado Tanjiro.

“I look forward to training under you,” Tanjiro says, as cheerful as ever. Either he didn’t see your husband’s murderous look or he didn’t care. “Ah! Hello to you too Mrs. Y/n!”

You return the bright smile with one of your own. “It’s great to see that you’ve recovered well, Kamado-kun.”

“Oí! Don’t be so casual with my wife like you’re friends!” Obanai snapped. “And the rest of you stop gawking at her!”

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 didn’t break anything. Poor Tanjiro in particular seemed to get the brunt of your husband’s annoyance, leaving him with thankfully only some bruising since the training was conducted with practice swords instead of real blades. However, Obanai wouldn’t let treat anyone’s 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 hadn’t 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. It’s just the two of you, the tension in the air is suffocating.

“U-um…O-Obanai…a-are you mad?” you try to break the silence only to receive the most piercing glare from your husband’s dual colored eyes, making you hush up instantly.

“Mad?” Obanai scoffs. “Nothing you do can make me mad at you. But…” His eyes trained to yours as he backs you into your shared futon. “I hate the way those idiots gawk and act too friendly with you. You’re my wife. You’re mine and mine alone.”

Obanai grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him. His intense gaze while nerve racking is so insanely attractive that you’re whimpering quietly, trying to rub your thighs together in desperate need. Obanai picks up on this and lets out a low chuckle.

“I guess I have to remind you in other ways that you belong to me. Clothes. Off.”

You quickly start taking your kimono off, untying the Obi sash. Clearly you don’t move fast enough for your husband’s liking as he flips you on to your back and starts pulling the fabric off of you.

“W-wait, O-Obanai!” 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.

“Don’t you look pretty,” 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.

“You’re so greedy,” Obanai scoffs. “You’re just sucking my fingers in.”

“Please, Obanai,” you beg. “I need you inside me.”

“Hm…since you asked so nicely.”

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.

“M-move…p-please…” 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.

“Fuck…you feel so good…” Obanai groans. Usually he’s 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.

“P-please…” you stumble over your words as he pounds into you. “C-can I hold you?”

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.

“I love you,” he mutters so quietly you almost don’t catch it. You nuzzle into his touch.

“I love you too.”

Shinazugawa Sanemi: Wind Hashira

You’re 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.

“That damn bastard, who does he think he is, going off the rails like that,” you angrily mutter under your breath as you threat Genya’s injuries. He winced at the antiseptic on his cut. You frown. “Sorry sweetheart…”

“It’s ok…Y/n-nee…” Genya says half heartedly. The recent fight between the Shinazugawa brothers ended up escalating to a dangerous point. If it weren’t for Tanjiro’s interference, there probably would’ve 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.

“I’m sorry…” Genya said.

“Hm? For what?”

“For causing trouble in you and nii-san’s marriage…” the younger boy avoids looking you in the eye. “if only I could use breathing techniques and weren’t so weak…then maybe he’d acknowledge me.”

“Awe, Gen, don’t say that,” you say, pulling the younger boy into a tight hug against your chest. “Your actions have nothing to do with my marriage. Your brother is just being a pain in the ass but that doesn’t mean I still don’t love him. I know he has a shitty way of showing it, but he does care. I’m sorry that you’ve somehow gotten in the middle of our marital problems. I promise things will get better. For all of us.”

You finish tending to his injuries before placing a tender kiss on his forehead, like you used to do when you were kids. Still, Genya’s face explodes red at your babying, making you laugh as you take your exit. As you leave, you’re surprised to see your husband standing outside the door with his arms crossed. Your face sours.

“The fuck you want?” You snap.

“Still got a fuckin attitude?” He retorts.

“Says you.” You walk off in a huff. Sanemi sighs and runs after you.

“Y/n, wait. Please talk to me.”

“About what?” You say bitterly. “I don’t got shit to say to you after the stunt you pulled. I don’t want to hear anything from you unless it’s an apology.”

“Fuck, fine I’m sorry! Now will you listen to me?!” Sanemi desperately said, grabbing a hold of your wrist to stop you. Your eyes narrow, not trusting his words. “Look. I know I was wrong but I can’t take anymore of you ignoring me and doting all over Genya.”

You snatch your hand away, scowling. “So now you’re jealous of your kid brother? I used to change his goddamn diapers.”

“That’s not…ugh fuck. Come with me!” 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 you’ve stopped sleeping in out of spite. Sanemi closes the door, locking it shut.

“Now what? You got me alone.” You scoff.

“Ugh just shut up!” 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. You’re gasping for air by the time Sanemi pulls away. He buries his head into your shoulder, inhaling your scent that he’s missed so much.

“I’m sorry…dammit…” Sanemi’s voice cracks slightly. “I don’t want to lose you too. I couldn’t bear losing another person so important to me…so please, stop being mad at me…I’m sorry.”

“Nemi…” You cup his cheek before pinching it harshly making him hiss. “You dumbass. That’s what this was all about?I didn’t realize you were this goddamn emotionally constipated.” You sigh, Sanemi now glaring at you while rubbing his cheek. You gently kiss the tip of his nose. “I’m not going anywhere any time soon, okay? I promise.”

Sanemi exhales, almost like a sigh of relief. “Okay.” He kisses you again, this time gentler as if he’s afraid you’ll leave. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him deeper. “I’ve missed you.” Sanemi muttered. His hands begin to wander, trailing up the side of your waist under your uniform.

“Did you miss me, or my body?” You tease.

“Mhm? Both.”

“You’re such a tease.”

“Yet you love me anyway.”

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.

“You like testin’ my patience, don’t you?” Sanemi huffs.

“That depends,” you taunt, beginning to unbutton your uniform top. Sanemi swallows thickly, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “You gonna do something about it?”

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. “It looks like I’ll just have to fuck the attitude out of you.”

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. He’s aggressive and rough, gripping at your hips so tightly they’d probably bruise. Your neck is littered with bite marks, while Sanemi’s already scared torso has fresh red scratches from the way you grabbed at him. Not that he minded.

“F-fuck,” Sanemi groaned, relishing the way you clenched around his cock. His hips snapped against yours, making you gasp and shudder. “Fuck I missed this. I missed you. Don’t ever fucking ignore me again.”

“N-Nemi, please, I’m close,” 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.

“Nope, I need to hear you,” Sanemi pants, pulling your hair. Your cries are music to his ears. “I need everyone to know how good I fuck my beautiful wife.”

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

“Tomioka-San? Hello! Tomioka-San? Excuse me? Are you there? Sorry to bother you. It’s Kamado Tanjiro!”

It’s 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.

“Just entertain him, dear,” you say, folding up the laundry. “You know he’s not going to stop until you answer.”

Giyu doesn’t 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 that’s why Tanjiro’s 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 you’d fallen asleep and leaving first thing in the morning.

You didn’t want to push and pry, but you hope he’d 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.

“Giyu-San!? Maybe he’s not home…”

“He just left, in fact,” you say, opening the door. “Maybe you can catch him for me.”

“Ah! Y/n-san! H-hello! Sorry if I disturbed you!” Tanjiro said with a bow.

“No not at all! You’re always welcome here.” You then sigh. “Sorry my stubborn husband is causing you such trouble. If it’s not too much to ask, please talk some sense into him. I’m sure whatever it is it’s important.

Tanjiro smiled. “Of course! Leave it to me!”

For the next five days, Tanjiro shows up, trying to get your husband to talk to him. You’re thoroughly entertained by the situation that you do little to mitigate, ignoring Giyu’s obvious and desperate looks for help. After almost two weeks of this, Giyu finally comes home early one night with a rather defeated expression. You’re in bed reading when he enters your shared room and immediately collapses on the futon.

“Rough day?” You tease.

“Tanjiro doesn’t know when to quit,” Giyu sighs. He sheds his haori and places his is katana off to the side. “He wanted to have a soba eating contest?”

You laugh. “Did you win?”

“No. I yielded and promised to help with the hashira training.” Giyu doesn’t 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.

“Why were you so against participating in the first place? I’m sorry, but I’m having trouble understanding,” you say, gently running your fingers through his long hair, pulling it out of his usual ponytail.

“Can we talk about it later?” Giyu mumbles. He nuzzles his face into your chest. “I just wanna hold you right now.”

You cup Giyu’s cheeks, forcing him to look at you. You smile. “It’s ok. I’m here for you.” You kiss him gently. Giyu relaxes into the kiss, groaning at the softness of your lips. “I love you so much. Don’t forget, okay?”

Giyu exhales. “Okay.”

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.

“Come on,” you tease, unbuttoning the top of Giyu’s uniform. “Clothes off.” His cheeks were flushed red, and his arousal was evident from the growing bulge in his pants.

“Help me, will you?” 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.

“A-ah…f-feels good…” 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. “Relax, okay? I got you.”

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.

“G-Giyu, m-more,” 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 Giyu’s 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 “I love you.”

Himejima Gyomei: Stone Hashira

“Damn it!” You huff. “Why…huff…did his…huff…training…huff…have to be on top of a stupid mountain!”

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 didn’t expect was him to be at the top of a literal fucking mountain.

“Ugh I can’t do this…” you groaned, pausing at a random tree to rest. “My feet are cramping and if this child kicks me in my bladder one more time…”

“Eh? Mrs. Himejima?”

“Eh? Ah! Genya!” While you’re thrilled to see the boy that you’ve 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?

“Genya, have you seen Gyomei?” You eagerly ask, grabbing the boy’s hands. “I was trying to surprise him with lunch, but I kinda got lost on my way up here. It’s such a ways away from the other hashira isn’t it.”

“U-um I-I,” Genya stammered. He then sighed. He couldn’t say no to you when your expression was so innocent. He also wouldn’t forgive himself he let you get hurt. “Ok. I’ll lead the way. P-please be careful. Let me know immediately if you need anything!”

“Of course!”

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.

“Namu Amida Butsu,” someone chants and you realize that there are demon slayers standing under the water, bracing the impact.

“Oh my, this is Gyomei’s training?” You gasp.

“Only the first part,” Genya sighs. “Most people collapse and don’t get past the rest.”

“I see.” You’re not that surprised that your husband’s 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 haven’t quite figured out how to unlock that same inner strength.

“Eh? Wait? Is that Zenitsu!?” You exclaimed, realizing you recognized a head of yellow hair floating down the river. “Ehh! Oh dear! Zenitsu!”

“Wait! Mrs. Himejima!”

You’re 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.

“My love, what ever are you doing here?” The low, calm rumble of your husband’s voice fills your ears. Your cheeks warm as your face lights up in excitement.

“Gyomei!” You turn in his arms to hug him around his neck. “I missed you! I bought you lunch! Come on, let’s eat it before it gets cold.”

Gyomei chuckles. “Let’s get you out of the wet clothes first so you do not catch a cold.” He looks over to Genya and gives a slight nod. “Thank you for looking after her. You can be done for the day, Genya.”

“R-right! Thank you, sensei.”

You talk your husband’s 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, you’re sneezing, shivering slightly from the cold.

“My love, what ever were you doing up there?” Gyomei asks, setting you down. He gently unties your Obi, sliding the wet kimono off your shoulders. “You could’ve been hurt, dear.”

“I wanted to surprise you with lunch…” you say somewhat bash fully. “I haven’t seen you much and I’ve really missed you.”

Gyomei softly smiles. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel neglected.” He unties the juban undergarment and you’re 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, Gyomei’s 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 baby…your baby…kick against his palm.

“It’s ok…” you let out a shaky breath. “I know it’s your job.”

“No, my first priority is you and will always be you,” Gyomei insists.

“M-mei, can you touch me?” You plea.

“But you’re so far along now. I do not wish to hurt you, my love.”

“You won’t!” Maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones. Or maybe it’s the fact that you’ve been missing the gentle intimacy with your husband due to his busy schedule. Either way, you’re finding yourself overcome with desire, wanting nothing but for Gyomei to take and fill you up. “Please?”

Gyomei sighs. He can’t say no to you. “If I hurt you at any point please let me know.”

Laying down, Gyomei pulls you by your waist over his face, his hot breath tickling your core. Your face flushes. “W-wait, Mei, I’ve gained so much weight cause of the pregnancy. I’m so much heavier now and-“

“I don’t care,” Gyomei says, his gentle hands caressing your skin. “You can sit.”

“B-but-“

“Sit.”

The command leaves your legs weak and you settle down over your husband’s face. He grips your waist as he begins to eat you out. You gasp, for some reason more overly sensitive than usual.

“M-Mei-“ you whimper. You rock your hips in tangent with his tongue. Gyomei’s 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, he’s hated how much his responsibilities as hashira have taken his focus away from you. He’s missed your touch, your taste. He’s missed your scent and your presence. He has noticed all the subtle ways your body has changed and he hates that he hasn’t been around more often to witness it.

“A-ah, I’m gonna cum,” you whimper, gripping at Gyomei’s 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. “W-wait. T-too much.” Suddenly, a second orgasm rocks your body that leaves you gasping. Your legs have lost their feeling, and you couldn’t 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.

“Are you alright my love?” Gyomei asks, kissing the back of your neck.

“Mm..” Your cheeks flush as you can feel your husband’s straining erection by sitting on his lap. His hard cock presses against his pants, yet he makes no effort to deal with it. “M-mei, do you…um want some help with…”

Gyomei chuckles, his chest rumbling. “Please do not worry about me, love. Your comfort and pleasure is my first priority.”

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 Tokito’s 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.

“Come now! You must focus on the flow of your breathing and raise your awareness of your entire body!” Your husband’s loud voice carries across the training grounds. You can even hear him when inside. “Mastering this will even allow you to detect the most hidden injuries and slow the progression of poisons”

“Darling, don’t overwork them,” you say, coming outside with a new pitcher of drinks and cups. You offer him a cup, which he gratefully takes. “Let them catch their breath first.”

“Very well! 3 minutes then we shall start the next rep!”

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 isn’t 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.

“Hello? Rengoku-San?” A familiar voice calls out. It’s a face you and Kyojuro haven’t seen in a minute.

“Ah! Kamado! Long time no see!” Kyojuro exclaims. “I’m glad to see you’re in good condition!”

“It’s good to see you again! You too, Y/n-san!”

“I’m glad you’re doing well,” you say cheerfully. “Good luck with the training.”

Since Tanjiro had already had some experience with Total Concentration Breathing, his session was slightly modified. He’d 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 he’d 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 didn’t even cause him to break a sweat.

“Kyo, I think it’s best to call it a day,” you deadpan.

“Really? But it’s not even dark yet?” 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 can’t hear the next filthy words that leave your lips.

“If you still have so much energy left, why don’t you use that to put a baby in me like you’ve been wanting.”

You walk off without letting him respond, so you miss the way Kyojuro’s 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 you’re in nothing but your underwear by the time your husband arrives in a frenzy. Kyojuro’s 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 Kyojuro’s 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.

“Feel so big, Kyo,” you whimper, rolling your hips against his.

“My flame, did you mean what you said earlier?” 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 wouldn’t unless you were serious.

“Put a baby in me, Kyojuro,” you all but demand.

“If that is what my lovely life wishes,” Kyojuro chuckles. He lays you on the futon and sheds his clothes quickly. “Then I shall fulfill.” 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 Kyojuro’s muscles tense at your touch.

“I can’t wait to see what you look like when you tummy’s all swollen and full with my child,” Kyojuro said, aligning his cock at your entrance, his cheeks flushed. “You’ll make such a good mother.”

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.

“G-gods…you feel so good…”

“K-kyo, m-move,” 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.

Kyojuro’s 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 Kyojuro’s cock throb. He fumbled slightly, his aggressive and frantic rutting becoming slower and slightly sloppy, instead.

“Ugh, coming,” 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.

“S-shit,” Kyojuro gasps. He pulled out of your abused hole, watching the way his seed trickled out. The sight made his dick twitch. “This won’t do,” he chuckled while pulling your legs up around his waist. “At this rate, I won’t get you pregnant. Guess I’ll just have to fill you up again and again until it sticks.”

[lyrefromthesea]

Please can I request pre-relationship hashira x hashira!reader, where they are sparing together and it becomes a bit suggestive 💙💙

Male pillars x reader - Sparing with benefits

pairing: Tengen x reader, Obanai x reader, Rengoku x reader, Sanemi x reader, Giyuu , reader, Gyomei x reader

content warning: suggestiveness

Tengen:

"you could just give up, there's no chance you could win against my flamboyant self!" he taunted, running around the courtyard with you.

you had been fighting for ten minutes and there was still no end in sight. you weren't a bad fighter, you've been promoted as a hashira some time ago, but Tengen was at advantage right now.

he was faster than you. he had been saving himself from your attacks by avoiding them every time. the smirk on his face only spurred you on more, wanting to win this fight and show him that you were a good fighter.

however, when you raised your bamboo sword for an attack and he turned around to dodge it, you felt yourself trip on a root. it had been sticking out of the ground, making you fall over.

surprised by what has happened, Tengen lost his own halt and fell backwards, landing in a sitting position. you felt yourself fall onto him, at least partly.

when you checked your surroundings, you found your head on his lap. your cheek pressed against his groin. meeting his gaze, you could see his cocky smirk.

"it was an accident! i didn't mean to.." you said, wanting to stand up instantly. this would definitely look wrong from an outsider's perspective.

when you tried to stand up, you felt his hand tangle in your hair, pressing your cheek a bit more against his groin, only satisfied when you felt the bulge against your skin.

"just so you know, my wives had always found you cute enough for this.." he teased, his eyes staying on your widened eyes.

you pushed away, running away from his grip and off the training field.

Obanai:

he was proud of you for becoming a hashira. when he took you in as his tsuguko, he wasn't sure if he made the right decision, but he was sure now.

you were able to follow his movements, dodge his attacks and even make some of your own. your elegance captivated him and he found himself admiring your fighting style.

perhaps he had been diving in his thoughts too much, because when his attention was finally back on you, he was already on the ground.

your legs were on either side of him, straddling his body. heterochromic eyes were staring deeply into yours, surprised by the sudden turn of events.

"i win, Obanai." you said, looking down at the man. your hands were resting on his chest, leaning forward slightly.

his heartbeat was increasing under your hands, cheeks flushing. it wasn't the first time he noticed how beautiful you were, but your allure only increased like this.

"you.. you do.." he muttered, not being able to turn his eyes away from you. yet again, neither were you. you leaned down further, remaining with your faces only a few inches apart.

it would've been so easy to kiss him right now. however, feeling your hips rub against his groin, he couldn't stop his body from reacting, his hands gripping your waist.

"[name], g- get down.."

Rengoku:

"flame breathing. third form: blazing universe!" he called out, his bamboo sword coming at you with immense speed. you barely managed to block his attack - meaning you didn't do it.

your body flew a few feet away, landing on the ground. with a quiet grunt, you turned onto your back. "i give up.." you sighed.

however, there was no audible reaction from Rengoku. turning your head towards him, you wanted to know what's wrong, only to see his wide eyes staring.

he shook his head, running towards you and kneeling down. "are.. are you okay?" he asked, seeing you nod. he didn't respond, as if he knew something you didn't.

"just tell me, Rengoku!" you pleaded, feeling yourself enter a state of panic. did you lose a leg? it wasn't like him to behave this way.

he moved his hand closer, placing his hand against the side of your stomach. your eyes widened, looking down at yourself, staring at your torn uniform.

not only the right side of your shirt, but also the entirety of your right pant leg was missing. you instantly sat up, trying to cover up.

"i didn't know, i will-" you tried excusing yourself, but fell silent when he squeezed your waist slightly, attention moving back to him.

"i'll bring you back." he answered, taking off his haori and pulling it over your form. it didn't help covering your leg, but at least your upper body looked a bit more presentable.

he scooped you into his arms, both your legs around his waist. you rested your chin on his shoulder, wishing to disappear. the whole situation was embarrassing, and even worse, you had felt warm when he touched your skin unhindered.

his hand held you up by your thighs, his grip on your right thigh a bit stronger. you could feel his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your leg, glancing up at him.

"you.. you're really soft." he quietly said, not able to hide his red face from you.

perhaps the whole situations had it's advantages.

Sanemi:

"stop running! just admit defeat!" he shouted after you, determined to get this fight over with. the only problem: you were extremely fast. you managed to dodge his attacks every time.

"never!" you answered, seeing him try to attack again. you were ready to dodge his bamboo sword, but were shocked to see him drop it mid-attack.

his hand shot towards you instead, quite literally knocking you down with his harsh hit. your back made contact with the ground, Sanemi tackling you down immediately.

"i win." he said, smirking at your defeated form. you tried freeing yourself, not able to push up with his hand on your neck.

"i didn't give up yet." you huffed out, feeling him squeezing your throat lightly - he was warning you. only that his warning didn't work as intended.

a quiet whimper escaped your lips, your cheeks flushing in embarrassment. he had heard the sound, you knew it.

"oh? didn't know you were into the rough treatment." he smirked - teased. your reaction was immediate, pressing your knee up and right against his crotch.

he groaned, letting go of you. he clearly hadn't expected you to do that, especially not after you pushed him away and freed yourself.

"didn't know you were into that, Shinazugawa."

"you-"

naturally, another fight started right after.

Giyuu:

how did this happen? thirty minutes of fighting just for your bamboo sword to be kicked to the side by him. he had been too fast for you, leaving you unable to react.

your back was pressed against the wall, wide eyes staring into his. he had caged you between the wall and his body, his form towering over you.

ocean eyes were deeply staring into yours, his hand pressing against the wall behind you. he couldn't tear his gaze away from your body, not when you were presented right in front of him.

"you lost." he stated, as if it wasn't obvious to the both of you. his eyes narrowed, his other hand moving towards you.

"if this had been a fight with a demon, you would've died." he said, making you feel like prey under his eyes. he placed his hand on your chin, thumb nearly grazing your lips.

"don't lose focus." he uttered, but his eyes had long broken their contact with yours. he was watching your lips instead, as if he was debating on a kiss.

"i wont." you answered breathlessly, getting his attention back on you. he let go of your chin, stepping away and picking up your sword.

"let's try it out." he taunted, neither of you really focusing on winning or losing now.

Gyomei:

this fight was unfair to begin with. without a doubt, you were one of the strongest swordsman in the corps. you've served as a hashira for three years now, but no one could win against Gyomei.

naturally, you admitted defeat when he threw you over half the lake, immediately asking whether you're fine or not.

your head broke through the water, gasping for air. the water was freezing cold, but you told him you're fine.

he still made the effort to help you out of the water, drenching his own clothes in the freezing liquid.

"are you sure you're okay?" he asked, big tears already rolling down his face again. you avoided your eyes from his form, not trying to appear inappropriate.

"i'm fine." you answered, looking at your own body. both of your clothes were quite see-through, giving you a greedy sight of his muscles and abs.

looking down at yourself, your clothes weren't any better. you thought of yourself as lucky, not wanting to live with the shame of letting him see so much of your body.

"come, it's freezing in here." he told you, pulling you into his arms and out of the water as he made his way out of it.

what you didn't know, was how his fingers could feel everything that you were seeing. your clothes stuck to your skin, not leaving much room for imagination.

he stepped out of the water, but instead of letting you down, his head tilted towards yours, foreheads nearly touching.

his hands squeezed your body, millions of thoughts running through his head. "you're.." he said, but he stopped, not wanting to do something he might regret later.

"you're still wet, we should get some dry clothes.." he told you instead, putting you down again, his hand sliding against your curves for a moment.

you watched him walk forward, your lips parted. was it wrong that you had hoped for him to continue?

[saintkaylaa]

Needy Hashiras

❀ ╤╤╤╤ ꕥ ╤╤╤╤ ❀ ╤╤╤╤ ꕥ ╤╤╤╤ ❀

𓆸 ft. kyojuro, uzui, giyuu, sanemi, yoriichi, & michikatsu (human kokushibo)

note: your husband express how needy he is and how much he wants you!

warnings: cursing, sex, f!reader

I BLOCK MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS || MDNI

Kyojuro

Giyuu

Sanemi

Uzui

Yoriichi

Michikatsu

[midnightwriter21]

heyy :) can i request small scenarios of s/o asking the kny hashira what hairstyle do they like the best on them?? (like braid, ponytail, bun, hair down etc etc) some fluff!!

demon slayer hcs: which hairstyles do the hashira prefer

characters: obanai, rengoku, sanemi, muichiro, mitsuri, tengen, shinobu, giyuu

warnings: i say meanie words

an: giyuu’s kinda sucked lol i’m sorry. i don’t write for gyomei

OBANAI

i think obanai would prefer his partner to have a practical hairstyle

that way it doesn’t become an obstacle or even a danger if they come into contact with a demon

therefore he’d probably like his partner to wear their hair tied up in some way

whether it’s braided like mitsuri

or in a simple ponytail

as long as it’s outta the way and won’t become a safety hazard

bc with snake boy

your safety is his top priority

also!!

obanai is canonically down bad for his bae

so he’d also like his partners hair tied up so that it doesn’t obscure their face from his view

he likes to admire you

wants to see every inch of every expression that crosses your face

RENGOKU

i’ve said this before in other hcs but imma restate it here

kyo is the ultimate service bf

will do EVERYTHING for you

including doing your hair

that being said

i feel like he’d do your hair exactly the same way he does his

the lil half up half down thing he got goin on?

it’s the only hair style he knows how to do lmfao

but!!

if you don’t prefer that hairstyle he would absolutely learn how to do other ones

would prob ask mitsuri to teach him how to do hair

he just wants you to be happy with the way you look

SANEMI

BOYFRIENNDDDDDDD

he’s so gorgeous it makes me sick

my man’s likes long hair

now do NOT get it twisted!!

if you’re on a mission?

that hair better be tied tf up

ponytail, braids, bun, pigtails

he don’t care

but put it up

like obanai, your safety comes first

sanemi will tie your hair up himself if need be

it might get tangled… but it’ll be up

if you’re just chilling at the butterfly mansion or at his estate though…

he likes it down

he likes the way it flows down your back and frames your face

and when he’s feeling soft he likes to run his fingers through it

he thinks it makes you look more innocent and carefree

MUICHIRO

he does not gaf

at all lmfaoooooo

okay that’s a lie

kinda

i feel like he doesn’t really care about the length of your hair

or the exact style you wear it in

but i do think he likes face framing bangs

not for any real reason

just that it accentuates your facial features

it draws more attention to just how cute you are

MITSURI

oh you already know that y’all are about to be TWINNINGGGG

mitsuri is braiding your hair herself😤

i just know she’s so gentle with it too

she’s brushing your hair and detangling any stubborn knots

you don’t even feel the slightest tug on your scalp

did y’all’s moms ever pull tf outta your hair while they were doing ur hair when u were little?

i learned to do my own hair rly young cause she was so rough… just me? oh okay

ANYWAYS

yk when you used to plan to wear the same outfits as your friends when you were younger?

the whole “let’s both wear a skirt tomorrow” type thing?

that’s mitsuri but with your hair

and it’s every single day

queen

TENGEN

he does not have to be THAT fine bro tell the animators to calm down

ik they be animating him with one hand if ykwim lmfaoo

*ahem* anyways

another one that does not gaf what you do with your hair

as long as it’s ✨flashy✨

and by flashy i mean he wants it to be something that makes you feel and look confident

cause confidence is sexy af

period

now he does want you to keep up your hair maintenance

and by hair maintenance

i mean make sure that hair dye stays fresh

those split ends? trimmed

and keep that shit washed and clean too

other than hair maintenance i don’t think he’s that picky

every once in a while he might suggest a hairstyle he thinks would suit you

but ultimately it’s your decision

also i think he’s really good at doing hair

i mean the man has 3 wives already

if you think he’s not helping them style theirs… your wrong

SHINOBU

mommy? sorry… mommy?

i think she’d prefer your hair to be tied up in a bun

she likes to see your face

study your expressions

she likes being able to read you

things you like, dislike, and how you react to certain things

not only does she think you’re adorable

but she thinks your facial expressions are entertaining as well

she’s gonna help you do your hair

and she’s def the best at doing hair compared to the other hashira

she’s gonna have you looking good asf

not a hair out of place

GIYUU

water boy likes short hair

not super short

like below the chin but just barely above the shoulders

idk why i just feel it in my bones

also the cute wispy bangs covering your forehead

yeah

i can’t come up with a reason for this i just think it fits lmfao sorry

[renuzui]

그짤 ( hunyangzi )

[character-reference-cafe]

Uzui Tengen Character Sheet (Faces)

[taniavttv]

Happy Birthday to The Flashiest Sound Hashira Tengen Uzui🥰🥳💕🎂🥳🌟and Happy Halloween🎃👻

October 31st

🌟His Zodiac sign is Scorpio

🌟 He is a former Shinobi

��� Has 3 wives: Hinastru, Makio, and Suma

🌟Created Sound Breathing by using his enhanced hearing technique and Musical Sore Technique

🌟He is the fastest Hashira at speed

🌟His family practice Polygramy which explains why he has 3 wives

🌟He loves his wives dearly alot but mostly Hina since they have more of a husband and wife connection

🌟 His Hobby is to go to private Hot springs with his wives

🌟 Calls himself the God of Festivals and Flashiness

🌟 His Favorite food is Fuguashi

🌟Similar to inosuke he uses 2 swords but his are Nichirin Cleavers

🌟He is the Easiest Pillar to get along with

🌟Rengoku is his best friend and Buddy (Hot Flash😎🔥)

🌟He retires after he fought an upper rank demon so he and his wives can live a happy flashy life

🌟 He has no Tsugoku

🌟Always Flashy and Flamboyant

[smol-ackerman]

UZUI! 🧡

鬼滅の刃 HASHIRA TRAINING ARC: Ep. 03 - Fully Recovered Tanjiro, Joins the Hashira Training!!