#kny x general reader

[twisted-dork]

Demon Slayer (Yuu)niverse Incorrect Quotes #18 (Almost) Everyone is Dead

*Somewhat Spoilers for Book 7 and for demon slayer*

General Lilia and Giyuu!Yuu are arguing

General Lilia: SHUT UP!!

General Lilia: What makes you think you know anything about it.

General Lilia: It’s easy for a mere human to talk. YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!

Giyuu!Yuu: Easy just try to calm down

*Lilia holds a blade to Giyuu!Yuu neck*

General Lilia: Maybe if I was to kill the most important people in your life.

General Lilia: Everyone who’s ever meant anything maybe then I’d listen to you.

General Lilia: Because maybe then you’d have some idea how I feel.

*Giyuu!Yuu takes the hand that has the blade Lilia’s holding*

Giyuu!Yuu: Hmm

Giyuu!Yuu: It’s an interesting theory but I’m afraid you’re a little late to put it to the test.

*Lilia looks at Giyuu!Yuu in shock*

Giyuu!Yuu: Everyone you’re talking about has already been killed

In the distance

Silver: Do you think they forgot about us or is not mentioning us for our own protection.

Tanjiro!Yuu: I mean I technically was killed soooo….

Nezuko!Yuu: Hmm hmm mhm hmm mhm hmm (I also technically died twice so probably your protection Silver)

[skxllz]

fem reader??

okay but...

the thought of just,,, just,, just.. holding douma's face in your small, human-soft hands. stroking the apples of his cheeks, and over his jawline — just the curve; while giving him a half-lidded stare and calm smile.

he'd be puzzled... or moreso, couldn't comprehend why you'd look at him that way.

him — a unusual pest to the earth cult leader who goes about defying life and death as if it is nothing more than a game of cards. although he saw his beliefs, his purpose to living, something to be remarkably cherishable, he knew a lot of others did not feel the same.

in fact, he's come across humans and demons alike that can agree that his art of practice is... peculiar.

which begs the question, why would you look at him with such gentleness? he wasn't familiar with the emotion behind your eyes — or any emotion, really. but, he does recall a certain woman, sometime ago, that gave him that same expression.

are you looking at him like that because he saved you from the bruising hands of your own father? — or even because he's showered you in many gifts only the wealthiest of people come to receive?

no, that couldn't be it..

douma may not understand many things, such as the concept of happiness, or even what it was like to fear his lord... but he certainly knew you weren't ordinary.

lavish gifts and the most expensive of meals couldn't catch your attention, but the ripe warmth of one's soul could — douma knew that. he saw that.

you enjoyed more realistic things; ones that couldn't be replaced.

so, why did your eyes dance back and forth between his own? why did they seem to grow brighter, and hold a spark, everytime he'd move to place a pat among your head or show one of his common smiles?

foreign. everything about you, he was not familiar with.

... or perhaps he was, but it was so long ago that the sliver of his consciousness that remained decided to burn the bridge that connected himself to that unfortunate soul.

even if his mind wanted to wind the two of you together as one marcel, he knew there was something more to you than there ever was to her.

for example, why did a strange feeling arise in his chest when you doted over him in a caring manner? he was a demon — an uppermoon at that, so it didn't matter if he got hurt. there was no reason to... to worry.

no one has ever shown such an emotion towards him, so why would it happen now?

and... why did he seem to want more of it? was this what truly enjoying something felt like?

but, that couldn't be it, could it? he enjoys feasting upon woman, but it has never caused him such a headache. not to mention, this feeling was far more intense.

it made the valves in his heart tighten, and the intestines that resided in his stomach to flip. it was...

... strange. so very strange.

yet, he had a feeling of craving whenever you were around. look at him again, just like before — just turn your head, and soften your brows, and... yes. mirror the look of a kitten cherishing their human everytime you were around him.

it made him feel weird.

it made him feel... happy.

was that this strange feeling..? happiness?

douma has never felt emotions, and he never thought it could be possible... but you lit a fire in his stomach he doesn't want to burn out.

happiness... it grew a hunger far stronger than the flesh of a human ever could.

[aionishoh]

rewatched kny (demon) and im planning to make a yan!kny(var) x reader because i suddenly got brain juices from watching

E1, S1: Sorry.

I wasn't poor like other kids. I had money. My family was working hard to earn money. I wasn't filthy rich, but nor was i starved poor. I was inbetween.

My mother works at a kimono shop. She designed fabulous clothes. She would always get customers day after day. She was famous, always being the main fashionista in town.

My father worked at a blacksmith. He would forge swords and weapons until his arms felt like snapping into two. In the end, he had to quit due to his health.

There was one family member i've grown attached to. And that was my sister. She didn't have a job, but she would always come back with money in her pockets. She wasn't a thief, i know she wasn't.

Sometimes, when my mother was gone and father was out searching for jobs, she would take care of me. She would cook food, play with me and my dolls and tell stories to me before i went to sleep.

Then, when i turned twelve, a strike in badluck happened.

My mother wasn't earning as much anymore. She was getting old and her designs we're getting dull. It didn't help that a new woman moved in town with the same talent as hers.

She closed the shop, making an excuse of a delivery not arriving. On the third day, she fell ill.

My father, who had no luck in a job, drowned himself in alcohol. He would come out of their room crying and sobbing. Then, after a few minutes, he would start being angry. Thrashing around the house and yelling at everything.

It wasn't a pleasant sight for a twelve-year-old girl to see. My sister would always try and hide me from dad. Knowing if I didn't, I wouldn't recover from it.

Speaking of, my sister went out frequently now that mom isn't working. She would sometimes come back with a bunch of money, sometimes she only came back with a few.

She was a ray of hope in my eyes. Despite our circumstances, she fought.

I was weak. I could never cook without being scared of the fire or the knives. I could never go outside without the fear of someone taking me. I could never make friends without the judgement of what they see in me.

"Sister? When are you coming home?"

"It depends, but say. I'll come back with your favorite!"

"Really?!"

"Yes, yes. So, make sure to take care of mom and dad in the meantime. Okay?"

—

"Im off to sleep!" I said. Blowing out all the lights. I stepped into the doorway before realizing my sister wasn't home. I turned and saw the lights in my parents room is gone already.

I slipped on my slippers and closed the door behind me. Opening the gate door and leaving.

"Sister!" I rang out from the streets. Walking in the dead and empty streets. "Sister, where are you?"

Then, the smell hit me.

I focused my eyes and saw my sister. There was blood everywhere. I wanted to run, but I can't. My sister is there, i need to save her.

But, who could save her, from herself?

She was on top of somebody. Kneeling down as if she was praying. She turned and i saw who she had become.

A demon.

"S-Sister?"

We held in eye contact. Her fangs was bright, her eyes wasn't the familiar, soft ones i knew. She had blood on her kimono and her mouth. Her neck had a axe stuck in the side. Only revealing more grotesque view. It took a minute to realize who she was staring at.

Stupidly, i took a step forward. "Sister!" I call out. Running towards her. She backed away, letting herself trip in the body. "Stay away!" she exclaims. "Stay away Y/N!"

"No!" I said desperately. Almost tripping over myself. Letting the blood of the deceased splat on me.

My sister was kind. She was always smiling. She always turned a blind eye to people who've done her bad things. She would always sing me songs, cook me my favorite meals, tell me stories and play games with me. My sister.

"Y/N! Listen to me!" She says, her hands on me shoulders. Shaking me while trembling herself. "You see this?" she asks, pointing to the axe in her neck. "You need to push this in!"

"NO! no no no! I cant!" I cried, pounding on her chest as she made the request. "I can't! Please! I can't do this! Not to you!"

"You have to! If you don't ill kill more people! Please Y/N!" she frantically replied. Reaching for my hands and placing it on the handle of the weapon. "You're a strong girl, aren't you?"

"Please! No!" I shook my head, trying to remove my hands off. "Sister!"

She knelt on the ground. Cradling me like a child. "I can't do this! Sister please." I cried in her chest.

"Its okay." She hummed. Her voice was nice, and warm as summer. "Sorry, Y/N."

I looked up at her, seeing she was also crying. "I haven't been truthful to you."

"What..?"

"The truth is, i've been a bad person. I always stole from kind people. Im sorry for making you look up to me. I've not exactly been a role model for you."

"Who cares?! I dont want you to be perfect! I just want you to come home!"

"Sorry, Y/N. I think I won't be coming home this time." She says, her tears falling down to my face. "I won't be making your favorite food anymore, or telling stories to you."

Her hands felt cold. Pushing my hands on the handle. "Remember what i said earlier? Take care of mom and dad?"

She looked pained. She was crying. I've never seen my sister cry. She was always so happy.

"So, please Y/N. I want you to take care of them for me from now on."

"NO NO NO PLEASE!" I yelled. Pounding my free hand against hers. I felt my hand being pushed more and more as more blood came down her neck.

"Ah, i wish i could see you grow up and get married." She replied calmly. Feeling herself slowly die.

"Y/N. If you dont let me die, I'll kill more people. You dont want that, do you?" She asks me, patting my back.

I shook my head.

"So then, please."

I slowly started to stop crying. "I dont want to be selfish, but do this last thing for me. Y/N."

I found strength in my arm. Calmly pushing the axe slowly.

I lookes at my sister one last time and found a smile.

The same smile she always had. The one i've grown attached to.

"Y/N. I love you."

The axe met the other side. I clung to her body as much as i could. Taking in what scent i could still smell. Taking in what warmth remained.

"I'm sorry, for making you do this to me."

—

It was raining, that day. I guess even the gods felt bad for what happened.

"Damned you! You cursed us all you child!" Father screamed. Throwing glasses at me.

"You're a disgrace! Such a child as you should be left in front of a doorstep!" He said. Drinking more alcohol.

I hid in my room. Cowering in a corner i found staying hours in. The memory replaying over and over in my mind i barely had a chance to breath. I killed my own sister.

I attended the burial of the person my sister killed. I was so emotional i cried the whole day.

When i turned thirteen. I ran away. I was so sick of everyone that i saw in my town. I packed my things, my clothes, money and a small knife. It took me a second glance at my sister's bracelet before i wore it. I changed my clothes, fixed who i was and left home.

Im sure my sister would support my decision. She would want me to stand back up and continue running. She would want me to continue to be who i am.

I didnt know where i was going, nor where i was. It took me atleast a week to figure out what i was doing.

Strangers offered me kindness, and i payed their kindness tenfold. They would always take me in their homes, and i would pay them, help them around and left. Most didn't want to get paid but i insisted anyways.

"Here, thank you for your kindess."

"No no, its okay. We always have runaway children coming to our area."

"Please sir. Take it."

"As i said, its okay!"

"AND I SAID TAKE IT-"

Soon, it was snowing. I hiked up a mountain top assuming for a place to stay. My legs hadn't ever been this tired, getting more exhausted every step in the thick snow.

"Oi! Shigeru! I found someone!" A voice called. A young and male sounding one.

"Who? Who did you find? Is it brother?"

Before my vision blacked out, i saw two kids. A boy and a girl.

—

I awoke to a warm place. It was a contrast to the cold weather i've been walking on for the past hour.

"She's weird!" A young male says. Poking my cheek. "Hey! Don't do that!" An older one replied, swatting the hand.

I blinked a few times before finding myself in view of a family. "What.."

"Who the heck are all of you?!" I panicked. Backing up to a corner with my legs hugging my chest. "Hey! We should ask you that question!" A girl asked.

"Now now, dont be so mean to our guest." A woman says, appearing out of the kitchen. "My name is Kamado Kie. These are my children."

"Rokuta." A young boy with a weird haircut waves her arms everywhere. "Weirdo! Weirdo!"

"Nezuko." She was the only understanding one, well, i guess second understanding one. She had a patient look on her face.

"Takeo." He looked almost annoyed i was here. Even though he was hiding behind his mother.

"Hanako." A bright girl sprung up and walked towards me with a stick. "So? Who are you? What are you?" she asks, thrusting the end of the stick at my legs.

"And Tanjiro, the oldest." He was the first one to understand my situation. He guarded himself around me to make sure none of his siblings were poking fun at me. "Hey! Dont to that. She might get injured!" He says, pulling his sister and looking at me with a smile. "Hello."

"Explain yourself!" Takeo said, as fierce as he could. "I'm L/N Y/N." i finally said, noticing the air softened. "I'm sorry i made such a commotion." i say.

"Its fine. Besides, what we're you doing out in the cold without any proper clothes?" Mrs. Kamado asked, wiping her hands as the youngsters ran around. "I'm.. a runaway."

For some odd reason, they all stopped. Looking at me like i said im the daughter of some really famous guy.

"You're a runaway?!" Shigeru exclaimed, looking at me before running towards me. "That's so cool! I've never seen anyone from other places before!"

"Dont!-" Tanjiro was about to speak up before realizing it was fine now. I held her sister and let her sit on my lap. "Yes, im from another place."

She began kneading my face like it was dough as their mother talked to me. "Must be hard, huh?"

"Not really, i've met kind people on the way." I say, gently pulling off Shigeru and taking my things. "Where are you going?" Nezuko asked before i could bid farewell.

"Im going out. Thank you for-" "You cant!" Tanjiro replied quickly. Making me stop in my steps. I turned and saw they we're all looking at him too.

"I mean, you can't. Its night time. Maybe you should stay over." Tanjiro rephrases his words. Coughing to hide his embarrasment. "That's right! Brother is right!" Hanako agrees. Nodding along to a word he said.

I looked out, sure enough, the snow was brighter due to the night sky. "Alright then." I said. Dropping my things and pulling out some money. "In turn, i'll pay you and help around." I concluded.

"The money is fine, but you dont need to help around. It will be tough work." Mrs. Kamado shakes her head. "You're taking me for the night, no? I don't wanna be a burden." I replied, not taking no for a answer.

Once she saw my unwavering insist, she gave in. "Perhaps you could play with the kids and help around the kitchen."

"Yay!"

"A new playmate! Tag! your it!"

"Huh?! Already?!"

—

As morning came, i woke up early. I looked around and saw nobody was awake just yet. I decided to leave without telling them. I grabbed a piece of paper and a brush, finding a suitable surface to write.

'Thank you again for letting me stay here. Please take the money once more as a compensation for the extra mouth to feed.

—L/N Y/N.'

I placed the note in my futon and along with a little more money. I wore my clothes as silent as i could and slowly opened the door.

"Where are you going?" A tired, voice said behind me. I turned and saw Tanjiro, looking like a different person due to his morning hair.

"I'm leaving now. I've left some money on my bed, if the one i gave last night wasn't enough." I replied, noticing how he seemed almost asleep. Suddenly, he leaned over and gave me a hug. "Dont go."

He fell asleep after a few seconds, i had to drag his body towards his own futon and laying him gently. "I wish you all the luck in the world." I whisper, kissing his forehead before leaving.

I took a deep breath and began walking. Going in a opposite direction far from the warm and cozy home.

— End of ep 1

(I cried while writing her backstory, and yes im weak.)

HOPEFULLY THIS ISNT CRINGE 😓😓😓

[wanderingfaee]

Return To You.

characters: Demon! Kyojuro x Reader

content warnings: possessiveness, stalking, blood/slight violent description, yandere(ish)-themed, kinda dark themed.

He still yearns for you.

Your touch. Your love-- Your heart and soul.

He still aches of everything that embodies on you, both physically and spiritually. Even after his unfortunate demise, even after he had turned into the very thing he loathed the most in this accursed world- he still couldn't find himself to let you go.

He simply aches for you, overwhelmingly.

So he watches you from the shadows. Dark, mellow golden embers that practically illuminated through the overshadowed mask of the night with such gnawing want and unshakable need- carefully studying you each passing day.

But...

He notices you were accompanied by another.

Someone who wasn't him.

Someone who replaced his rightful place by your side.

Someone who got to hold you, touch you-- elope in the beautiful, sweltering presence that is your enlightened, radiant being. To intimately tend and rapture to your heart, soul and body.

Stirring something so maliciously gut wrenching and wicked-- he couldn't help the malevolent intent that brewed ever so prominently deep within the pit of his stomach. An inevitable itch that needed to be taken care of.

What choice did he have? someone other then himself, was tending to your delicate, beautiful heart. So of course he would take action.

He couldn't let someone other then himself have you.

No.

And the moment you had finally returned back to your estate, his heart was filled with accelerated joy and excitement. The sound of your disbelief, sharp gasp and shorten yelp- he couldn't help but to abundantly take advantage to his newly abnormally crazed demon art to abruptly stand before you, literally- within a blink of an eye. Capturing your hands in his rough, calloused blood stained hands, clouded, dim irises of deep crimson and dulled honey, had glimmered down at you with such ecstatic and elation.

"My fire lily! I have returned back home for you!"

The sound of his familiar lively tone had twisted distressingly at your pacing, frantic heart, still in shock of the brutal, tainted scene that was displayed before you...you could feel his extensive, strong arms gently wrap around you, pulling you close to his bulked, changed body.

The heat of his sweltering breaths fanning just across the nape of your neck and shoulder, his left hand gently prying up along the midst of your back and easing you against his solid frame. Wooing his crisp lips to the lobe of your ear "I have missed you so, my love...have you missed me as well, my sweet flame?" his words burned against the lush of your trembling skin, nearly churning your unsettled innards with such an unhinged, ominous tune.

"...Kyojuro?"

[sunandflame]

So as announced the reincarnation plot of Kyojuro x Fem!Reader from Flame and Water will come (Shards of Glass). The question now is following:

[kurooandkenmasslut]

I feel dominated

indirect kiss [giyuu]

warnings » little steamy, fluff

word count » 0.6k

categories » f/m, gn/m, m/m

relationships » giyuu tomioka x reader

characters » giyuu tomioka

author’s note » sorry ive been not updating my page with more of these other x readers, ive been invested in my yoriichi fic!! hope yall like this

Early morning light filtered through the library reserved room windows as you sat side by side. Elbows and knees touching as you quietly worked on your paper and he silently held up the blueberry muffin he was eating from to your lips. You absentlymindedly took a bite from the same place he had which slightly made him fluster. He looked down at the place you had bitten from and then slowly bit from it.

You watched attentively as he swallowed it. You had to bite back a laugh because he looked so agitated for no reason at all. Well, not no reason at all for him. Giyuu had always thought it was initimate to eat or drink from the same place his partner had. He still wasn't used to it even after two months of being together.

The first time you had done it, it was before you were in your "talking phase". You two had been in area where there was no water readily available to you and you had asked him if it was alright to take a sip from his hydro flask. He looked from the hydro flask to you and then hesistantly handed it over to you.

When he saw that you had drank from the same place he had, it nearly sent him into cardiac arrest. Yes, that was dramatic, but if you had seen how his face turned a handful shades of red you would understand.

"Babe," You covered your mouth with hand. Giyuu was going to get embarrassed either way. The fact that you caught him in the act was already enough for him to send him blushing and turning the other way. "I'm not making fun of you, but you need to stop getting so embarrassed about that."

"I'm not embarrassed." He spoke up immediately still not looking at you.

You couldn't help the giggle that slipped out.

"Oh, you're not?"

"No."

"Mmm." You leaned forward with your chest against his back. Your warm breath fanned against his neck for a moment making the hairs on his nape rise, but you didn't stay there for long. Instead you took another bite of the muffin in the same place he had again and you watched as his cerculean blue eyes widened again in shock. A healthy blush on his cheeks as he looked from your lips to your eyes. You grinned at him and pressed a longing kiss to his lips and Giyuu felt like he was about to pass out.

You retracted from him and went back to working on your paper like nothing had happened. Giyuu had no idea how to react. He was as rigid as ever as he slowly laid back into his chair.

"Thanks, for the muffin babe." You kissed his cheek and he gradually faced you.

You observed how his adam's apple bobbed up and down and he gave you a look that made your heart thump against your chest in the best way possible. Giyuu had only managed to recompose himself this well on very rare occasions when he had enough of your teasing. It was an inherent level of dominance that he exerted over you when he felt necessary, but you were not one to complain.

His gaze never tore away from yours as he took another bite from where you had eaten with zero hesitation. This time it was your turn to feel flustered. As you tried to turn away from him, he took your chin between his fingers and captured your lips with his own. This kiss was deeper, more yearning, more demanding than your playful one.

He was commanding your lips to open and you willingly let him as he skimmed his tongue over the inner part of your lip and you felt your breath getting caught in your throat. He parted from your lips slightly to look at you with his presiding gaze. You were under his rule now.

[megumishotgf]

more and more (jjk mainly) fic recs (pt. iii)♡

hello and welcome to more of my fic recs!! credit to all these talented writers, pls check out their other works too!! featuring: (jjk) megumi, yuuji, satoru, suguru, toji (mha) katuski (lmao just for the one post because it NEEDED to be shared) masterlist recs pt. i pt. ii

: ̗̀➛ megumi fushiguro x reader

megumi thinks about how whipped (he is while impatiently waiting for you to text back)

fucking megumi in his baseball uniform (lengthier fic with dom! megumi... omg)

sharing a bed and cuddling (so soft i'm crying. i'm unsure if i've linked this before)

racer a.u. w/ bf megumi (in physical agony because i need this)

megumi is obsessed with yuuji's bimbo gf (i love LOVE love bimbo reader fics AHH)

: ̗̀➛ satoru gojo x reader

your kid shows you an ugly drawing (similar to the katsuki scenario i linked last time, so funny!!)

satoru comforts you after you have a nightmare (so fluffy and sweet... i'm bawling)

age gap w/ satoru, he teaches you to fuck (younger reader. god i love this)

satoru proposes to you :(( (i'm crying)

satoru fucking his chubby gf (help my pussy's gone crazy)

more satoru w/ chubby gf (so so much praise)

: ̗̀➛ geto suguru x reader

arguing with then fucking your ex suguru who is now a cult leader (omfg)

suguru fingers you during movie night w/ satoru and shoko (wow this fic definitely hit the spot. one of my favourites on this list)

'no one's made me cum before' (now this is relatable)

you're babysitting nanako + mimiko and are about to fuck their dad (ahhhhhh)

y/n is insecure and can't tell suguru ('it's not what he's made for' some heavy angst for the sick fucks that enjoy it)

step brother! suguru teaches you how to kiss (this damn fandom makes me read so much stepcest. disgusting! *saved immediately*)

suguru wonders if he should cut his hair (fluffy!! but the last line made me want to burst into tears!!)

: ̗̀➛ toji fushiguro x reader

smutty fic w/ crybaby reader (it's me i'm the crybaby. this author has SO many good toji fics, i linked one of their prison bf fics last time!!)

toji is so so big but he makes it fit (major size kink!!)

: ̗̀➛ yuuji itadori x reader

finally fucking roommate! yuuji (i am shocked this doesn't have more likes it was such an incredible read)

virgin! yuuji headcanons (he's just so whiney and such a good boy. omg i love fics where y/n is the more experienced one)

giggly sex drabble (the best type of sex i need more fics like this)

yuuji can't jack off to jennifer lawrence anymore because of YOU! (i think this initiated a yuuji phase for me...)

: ̗̀➛ katsuki bakugou x reader

gq couples quiz w/ katsuki (i am shocked this doesn't have ten thousand likes. it's perfect the characterisation is perfect. pls check out the creator's masterlist here everything is so so good)

multiple characters (jjk drabbles)

using your safe word (satoru + suguru)

boyfriend texts (satoru, suguru, kento, toji, megumi, yuuji, toge + choso)

riding, missionary or doggy? (satoru, suguru, kento, toji, choso. btw the right answer is doggy)

bf texts (satoru, suguru, kento, toji, choso, megumi, toge + yuuji)

unholy drabbles!! (toji, satoru + kento)

cute texts during your period!! (satoru, choso, toji, megumi, yuuji, toge)

: ̗̀➛ also multiple characters (drabbles w/ unspecified names then characters listed at the end? i don't know how to describe this sorry lol)

eating you out sloppily omg (aot + jjk + genshin + demon slayer)

tits, ass or thighs? (bleach + jjk + jjba + one piece + csm)

men that are obsessed with thick women (jjk + kny + aot + tokyo revengers)

general fucking headcanons (jjk + aot + haikyuu + tokyo revengers + genshin + sk8 + csm)

quick question!! should i still link the really successful fics / blogs (like 4k+ notes, some have up to 15k!!), as i'm sure you will have already encountered them in their respective tags? in other words, should i focus on linking fics that are less interacted with? pls let me know <3

[iid-smile]

waterfall , tomioka giyuu

x gn!reader ! giyuu using his water breathing, he asks for permission to confess and impress you!

author's note: im having writers block with kny specifically (future sunny: thats a bad excuse btw... i just dont because idk what to write for majority of the characters) so literally everything these days is jjk. justice for kny!!!!

double author's note: hi... future sunny here. this message ^^ yeah, that was FOUR WEEKS AGO now its just laziness rather than writers block... thats why the dialogue has literally no description half the time and i really did not want to finish this

triple author's note: ahaha i bet you've never seen three in a row 😈 anyways i forgot to post this after i proofread it half asleep so here u go

"do you like rivers?"

"mhm."

"what about lakes?"

"i like anything to do with water, tomioka. you don't need to worry so much about what i like."

"i'm not worried." giyuu's gaze turns away from you, like it always does, and he looks straight ahead. "there's just something i want to try."

though slightly wary of his intentions, you know that giyuu isn't the type of guy to put you in situations where he doesn't have your consent first. and quite clearly, it's something to do with water, because he's been awfully chatty about different bodies of water, fishes, and just nature in general. it's difficult to make a guess of what he's planning, because sometimes he can just be so unintentionally unpredictable. and weird. he's a weirdo.

you walk behind him so he's able to lead the way. now that he's gone all quiet again, you can't help but furrow your eyebrows a bit. something he wanted to try? what could he possibly want to try in the middle of the night? let alone in a forest...

finally, he comes to a halt. obviously, you're a bit... confused, being stopped in front of a large, and deep body of water surrounded by rocks.

"hold my hand."

"why?"

as if he knew you were going to ask that, he turns to face you with not a single change in his expression, neatly holding out his hand to you. "i'm going to do something, and i don't want you to slip." something. there's that something again.

your eyes flicker from his hand to his face just a few times, then to the surroundings, looking out for anything odd. he wouldn't be the type to prank you, would he?

"do you not trust me?"

"i do. it's just this something that you mention..."

"don't worry. i won't do anything bad."

would it be bad to say that he immediately soothed your worries? he was already speaking more than he usually would, and you noticed his free hand was always on the handle of his sword, so he's vigilant. no worries at all. you take his hand. it's cold, and unexpectedly smooth. "what are you going to do?"

no answer. he takes a step closer to the edge, just one little tip toe away from the surface of the water. "by any chance.." giyuu remains quiet, head bowed to the water below before his eyes move back up to yours. "do you have a significant other?"

"no..."

"then," for a beat, he looks off to the side, and then turns his head back to you. "can i ask for your permission for me to... attempt to court you?"

"ah, is this why you brought me all the way out here? you have feelings for me?"

"...you found me out."

"you just told me that?"

"i didn't mean to."

the back of your hand comes up to your lips, poorly silencing your giggles. "you're a bit silly sometimes."

no response. "come."

giyuu takes a step down from the rocks, and into the body of water. from above, it was difficult to tell how far down the bottom of the lake was. "my clothes—"

he cuts you off. "don't worry. they won't get wet."

maybe he's telling the truth, since his aren't either. one last time, you look down at your covered feet, a nervous twitch running through them as the chill breeze suddenly became so apparent.

immediately, you're met with dreamlike arches of water and splashes surrounding the two of you, frozen in time and unmoving. for the first time, it feels like you're genuinely seeing his breathing technique visually, the sight similar to a vivid lucid dream. except this... this is way better. right in the climax, streams shoot up into the air, curving and twisting to form a heart in the center, then dispersing just as quick, the drops of rain disappearing into nothing as it touches skin.

it was beautiful, but beautiful wasn't even a word good enough to describe it.

"tomioka—?" but as you turn around, giyuu is nowhere to be seen. "huh? tomioka?"

you look left, and you look right. nobody's around: not a single life in sight. the trees are quiet, only the splashing of the waterfall fills in for the lack of noise around. and when you look down at your feet, you only see your legs submerged in water, all the way up to your knees. your haori steadily soaked up the liquid, the material darkening and growing heavier on your shoulders. "my socks!"

yes, you did have to walk home with wet tabi socks and zori with an uncomfortably damp surface. and yes, you did walk home with a constant flutter in your heart, not even knowing when the next time you'll catch a glimpse of him will be.

[matramancer]

Kaiju no. 8 x KNY MASTERLIST

🌸MITSURI READER🌸

General HCs | Gen Narumi

General HCs | Gen Narumi pt. 2

Kikoru the wingman | Gen Narumi HCs

The fight with Isao | Gen Narumi, Kikoru (found family) Angst, scenario

🦋SHINOBU READER🦋

General HCs | Hoshina Soshiro

Kaiju no 10 Arrives!

Parting gift

[twisted-dork]

Demon Slayer (Yuu)niverse Incorrect Quotes #23 How General Lilia and Giyuu!Yuu meet in chapter 7

*This involves Female Giyuu!Yuu for plot they will use she/they pronouns don’t like don’t read*

*In the dream realm Giyuu!Yuu is wearing their old demon slayer uniform and old kitsune mask.*

Giyuu!Yuu was fighting with General Lilia when she knocks his axe out of his hand and points their katana at him.

So what does he do? He hits them with a branch.

Giyuu!Yuu: Aughh

Giyuu!Yuu removes their mask revealing her feminine features.

*The Soldiers Gasp*

Giyuu!Yuu: You hit me in the head

Giyuu!Yuu: WITH A BRANCH?!

*General Lilia flabbergasted*: Y-You are a woman?

Tanjiro!Yuu: ohhhh!!!

General Lilia: Woah

*Giyuu!Yuu puts their katana back in it’s sheath*: Amateur

[princesschimchim1325]

Would anyone be down with an au with dark and possessive! Dan Feng and Yingxing(or Blade, in this case) with sacrificial bride! Reader?

Like, it's an au wherein the xianzhou ships are just different kingdoms, and Dan Feng is the emperor of the luofu and Yingxing (who has now become Blade here) is his ex(?)husband bc Dan Feng turned him immortal. Baiheng lives bc I said so, Jingliu is still the sword champion and Jing yuan is the new general. Reader is from one of the other ships (kingdom in this case) and basically she's cursed and they threw her at Dan Feng when they heard he was single again to both get rid of her and be their spy (it doesn't work bc she immediately told her new husband about it bc she is wants to get rid of them too).

Dan Feng and Blade!Yingxing's relationship is... strained but bc Blade is one of his generals, they still work together (and sometimes have sex) but Bladie is either ignoring him or insulting him. They have been seperated for many decades by the time reader arrives.

Dan Feng and reader don't fall in love immediately but they have lukewarm relationship at the start. But they get closer with their little acts of service towards one another and sparring sessions that often leaves Dan Feng hot and wanting (horny). Then they get even closer when they tell stories from their childhoods that often leads to laughter filling Dan Feng's office.

Blade and reader have a.... complicated relationship at first. Reader knows that Dan Feng had a husband before her but doesn't know it's Blade. Blade knew she was the new wife and tried to ignore her but they just somehow always run to one another. Reader always trying to heal him and to get him to rest and Bladie trying to avoid her. But not even Bladie can resist the cursed allure~ of reader-chan.

What I mean is, they sparred once (1) and he's been horny since lmao. XingYue being battle sexuals, we've been knew. They also have a heart to heart moment of reader calming his mara ('Jean grey x Logan" ahh moment) ('only she can calm the monster inside me' ahh moment)

Cursed! Reader is a lot like Nakime from Kny, her hair covering her eyes (maybe she has heterochromia?) and playing an instrument (the pipa). Very quiet and reserved but when she talks, is very sassy and has a sharp tongue.

Slow burn but not really, love triangle but in a poly way (as it should be), angst, maybe comedy? I got a lot of inspiration from Mulan and KnY's hashira training arc ngl. Of course, the fic includes smut.

Let me hear your thoughts on this. Those that wanna get tagged in this potential fic, please say so in the comments.

[trancylovecraft]

Yandere gyutaro?

(KNY) YANDERE! GYUTARO x READER: General Headcannons

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• Not good.. also the first mf i simped for in kny.

• I headcannon Gyutaro as possessive, Clingy, Protective and sadistic.

• Possessive in the way he gets insanely jealous of anyone else around you. You are his, He starts scratching his skin at the mere thought of you being with another. If he could stay within your body like Daki, He would.

• Clingy in the way where he doesn’t leave you be. Gyutaro loves physical contact, So he always has an arm or a hand on you somewhere. He also likes leaving scratches and bite marks, Tying into his possessive nature of claiming you as his.

• Protective in the way that Gyutaro knows he’s ugly, Painfully aware of that fact. He has horrible self esteem and craves your praise. So if he can’t be the partner with good looks, He’ll be the one that can protect you. His strength and his skill is what he uses to garner your attention, Doing any small task for you in order to get it.

• And sadistic in the way that he loves to see you scared of him. While he loves your praise, He also loves your fear to reinforce that. It makes him giddy knowing you know he’s strong enough to kill you.

• He likes scaring you time to time, But he doesn’t want you to hate him. If you did then Gyutaro would start yelling and be fucking pissed. You can’t hate him, He loves you so much! He’s killed for you, Are you really going to hate him like this?!

• I can see you meeting him going two ways.

• The first is when you’re a Hashira sent into the red light on reports of demons. You aren’t the strongest, But you aren’t weak either since you behead Daki.

• When Gyutaro appears to save the day, He somehow gets infatuated with you and decides to keep you alive. Only trapped within a section of the Oiran House bound and vulnerable.

• The next is when you yourself is am Oiran. One whose beauty rivals Daki’s and kind personality defeating her own by a longshot.

• Daki for whatever reason is unable to take care of you herself, So she sends out her brother to do the job for her and wouldn’t you know: Gyutaro becomes infatuated with you.

• Im going for the latter.

• So you’re an Oiran living in the red light district. You got sold off by your parents for a quick buck and a drink at the bar.

• You don’t mind it, Living in the house was much better than your homelife. Besides, You were pretty and talented with instruments. Not to mention everyone loved you for your generous and hard working personality.

• With it, It didn’t take long for you to become an Oiran either.

• As your appearance and personality made waves in the red light district, Daki was bound to notice you sooner or later and feel threatened.

• So she sends out her brother, Telling him about you and how horrible you are for stealing the spot of most beautiful Oiran and how it was rightfully hers.

• Gyutaro of course, Takes this at face value. Even if he knows his sister is overreacting, He doesn’t mind slaughtering some wealthy good-off Oiran. He’ll enjoy it.

• So he makes his way over to the house you’re working at. He finds you quickly, Knowing the layout of the district like the back of his hand.

• You’re sitting in your room, Working on your makeup before the next client comes in. But you catch a glimpse of green in the corner of your mirror. Making you turn.

• There is Gyutaro, Sitting within the shadows with his sickly orange eyes. He’s ready to strike, The blood sickle  in hand. He’s ready to kill another one of the rich, The kind of person that would look down on him in the past

• But before he can, He feels a warm pair of hands cup his cheeks. His eyes widen as he sees you smiling at him warmly.

• You mistake him for your next customer, Welcoming him in with a bright smile as you pull him out from the shadows.

• Gyutaro is stunned. Out of all the reactions he had expected. Fear, Terror and disgust. He didn’t expect this, The feeling of warm palms cupping his cheeks.

• He’s speechless as you introduce yourself to him, Not even batting an eye at his horrid appearance. Not his greasy stringy hair, The dark splotches on his skin or his sagging skeletal appearance.

• You astound him, Making the sickles in his hands drop to the ground and disappear.

• You bring him forward, Sitting him down at the table in your room and start to pour him tea.

• Gyutaro, Still in shock, Takes the tea as you ask what he wants from you today. The only thing he asks is why you’re not disgusted, A sour expression on his face now.

• You tell him that you don’t care about his appearance, Already familiar with the diseases in the District. You smile and tell him you like his eyes, Despite their sclera being a sickly orange hue.

• If this was anyone else, He would’ve torn you apart immediately for thinking you understood him or his situation.

• But he can’t help the blood rushing to his cheeks as you compliment him. Only itching and scratching at his skin to a normal degree.

• You talk for what seems like hours. The tea you provided was so sweet, So he took more. You played your koto and engaged with him like he was an old friend. You even brushed your hand against his shoulder once!

• He goes home empty handed that night. Daki is pissed as she expected him to bring your corpse home to eat. But Gyutaro shoves her off with a meaningless insult as he went to go hide in a dark corner of the Oiran house.

• From that day, He’s hooked.

• Whenever you roam the streets, Gyutaro is sure to be stalking in the shadows. He climbs through your window at night, Perching over your bed to watch you sleep.

• Of course, Being an Uppermoon means he has duties. Such as searching for the lily, Taking care of his sister and feeding. So that means he can’t be with you all the time.

• When he isn’t, His thoughts run to you. Your face, Your smile, The praise you give him. It’s addicting, He can’t stop scratching his skin in a futile attempt to stop.

• His mind also wanders to who you’re with. Other men? How dare they try and get close to you, He’s seen how they try and get your attention. They disgust him, Believing them not worthy of your affections. He kills them when isolated.

• But he’s not in love, No. In fact, He finds you the most repulsive of them all. So sickly sweet that it rots his yellowed teeth. He hates you, You disgust him, You do.

• But he keeps coming back, For some reason too scared to approach you. That hate he holds for you, It dissolves over months, Transmuting into something more.. Obsessive.

• His behaviour ramps up too.

• Suddenly you find gifts of luxury at your doorstep. Golden hairpins, Beautifully woven kimono’s and bottles of expensive wine. All with a letter of love laying atop the package.

• It doesn’t surprise you though, As an Oiran these love letters were not uncommon by any means. But the rich quality of the fabrics and jewels means that this one was extraordinarily reach, Meaning they might buy out your contract.

• You don’t know that it was Gyutaro who had thieved the gifts from the corpses of his victims. You don’t notice how obsessive the letter was, Already desensitised to it.

• As much as he wants to give it to you by hand, He’s grown ashamed to his appearance when around you. Terrified of your praise and adulation,  as he watches you open the wine from afar.

• That's all he does, Admire. Only taking action when needed or his jealousy is acting up. Just sending you gifts as his form of communication.

• Until someone buys your marriage contract.

• You’re delighted, A rich man has finally decided you to be his wife. While you will miss the girls in your house and the well meaning conversations you had with clients, It’s nice to finally get out of this hell.

• Gyutaro on the other hand is furious

• His skin is littered in blood and scratched off skin. Daki cannot console him anymore as he starts yelling obscenities and hurling stuff around her bedroom.

• How dare he?! How fucking dare he try to take what’s his?! Worst of all he’s rich, Probably attractive too. You’re so fucking perfect for each other, Aren’t you?

• He’s envious, Truly envious. If he was prettier then maybe he would have a shot with you, Maybe he actually would’ve talked to you again.

• Even so you’re so unbelievably nice, The only person other than his sister to not blink twice at his appearance. You mistook it as normal even, You were just so.. Beautiful.

• He wanted to kill him, He wanted to tear him apart for trying to take what he considers his property. You were the only person who could ever stand him.

• You sit in your room, Doing your makeup before spotting a package resting on your windowsill.

• By now you’ve grown to enjoy them more, Expecting them every week with a smile. But now that you’re getting married, You have a suspicion that it might be your new husband.

• But that’s cut short once you find his severed head wrapped nicely inside.

• You scream, Dropping the package to the ground in fear as tears spill out. You had only seen him once, But you could tell it was him from his bulged out eyes.

• You try to run for the door, But before you can a flash of green enters your vision, Then nothing at all as you collapse unconscious.

• Gyutaro picks up your fallen figure, Taking you into his arms with a lazy smile. He caresses your hair, Leaning down until his rough and rotten lips crash into yours, Desperate as he kisses you then takes you away.

• You wake up later in the basement of the Kyogoku house. You’re dizzy, Not knowing what's happening except for a large figure spooning you from behind.

• You scream once more, Flailing about but unable to get up as the arms draping over you tighten. The face pressing into the crook of your neck pushes in further.

• He tells you to be quiet, Not even struggling to keep you in place as he whispers disturbing compliments into your ear, Drawling as he pulls you even closer to him

• As soon as you get a good look at his face, You scream. Not from his looks, But from the fact that you recognise him.

• It’s the man from a few months ago, The shy one, You never forget a customers face never less this one.

• He looks more annoyed once you scream though. You were suppose to enjoy this, He rescued you from a life of servitude to some rich bastard. You were suppose to love him instantly, Just like how it was in his head.

• His compliments turn into horrible threats. A hand wrapping over your mouth and your body held down in place as you’re threatened.

• You’re scared, Terrified for your life. Before Gyutaro finally explains why you’re here, How you wont be getting out and you now belong to him. You cry even harder

• Thus starts the domestic stage

• Gyutaro keeps you within the basement of the Kyogoku house. Don’t try screaming because the walls are thick and even if someone heard you, Screaming is normal for the Red Light district. Besides, Your old house thinks you committed Ashinuke, No one will be searching.

• He brings you food, Whatever he can get at first but if you ask him nice enough he might get you what you want.

• Gyutaro doesn’t know how to express his love verbally so he does it physically. Its mandatory for you to cuddle him for at least half an hour everyday. While this happens he gives you orders of what to do: Hug him tighter, Comb your fingers through his hair or even kiss him.

• You’re too scared to say no as he always threatens you if you hesitate.

• He doesn’t mean his words, As I said its hard to express himself with words. He loves you, He really does.

• Is insanely jealous of anyone, So you have no company other than Daki who is the only person he trusts. Though you don’t like Daki much, And she too.

• If any person does get near you, Gyutaro wont even confront them. They’ll be dead in seconds.

• Also forces you to sleep in the same bed as him every night. Just as how you woke up here, Him clinging to you in some mockery of a lovers embrace while you just want to get out of here.

• Some sweeter moments is when you do brush his hair or compliment him, Even if it is a way to soften him up for your escape. He blushes madly and looks away, Too embarrassed to do anything.

• Gyutaro often will do what you want as he wants your praise more than anything. He’ll get you items in return for more of it, He’ll even let you see the night sky if you promise to kiss him when you do.

• When he needs to go out on a mission, He’ll often leave Daki in charge of you which is unpleasant to say the least. If she is unavailable however, He will chain you up on a high wall and keep you there until he’s back. Doesn’t matter if you scream, As long as you’re safe its fine.

• He likes terrifying you too. Often waiting behind corners for you to walk by and for him to jump out at you. He enjoys your expressions, Your fear just meaning that you think he’s strong (-enough to kill you)

• If you ever do get Stockholm then you will be treated SO much better.

• He’ll let you come with him at night, He’ll even put the effort in to make it somewhat romantic with him buying (stealing) you flowers.

• Your basement gets made better to your liking too. More pillows on your bed and maybe a lamp or two for better lighting. Whatever you want you get. Whatever it is he needs to feel that dopamine hit from your love.

• He calms down with the insults, Becoming more vulnerable and showing his insecurities. Bonus points if you comfort him and tell him he’s beautiful, He’ll melt in your touch.

• If you do ever escape then he’ll go on an absolute rampage. Tearing up the entire red light district in order to find you. He’s screaming, Hollering your name with obscenities following close behind. He’s pissed, How could you do this to him?!

• Daki will be assisting him in his search. While she and her brother fight, She doesn’t want him to see him genuinely distressed as he breaks down sobbing at your loss. Her obi will be searching the pipelines, She has a hold everywhere, She’ll find you.

• I actually do think you have a chance to escape him. Only if however you make it out the red light district before he finds you. Its stated that neither he or Daki ever left, So if you get out then you’re home free.

• If you don’t however, Gyutaro will find you and drag you back by the hair screaming. He won’t hesitate to break your legs for this, He doesn’t hesitate to beat your body till its bruised and bloody.

• Afterwards, He’ll throw you down onto your bed half-conscious as he lies next to you. He holds you close, Your legs shattered as he tells you you’ll never be beautiful again with all those injuries.

• But that’s fine, Gyutaro will love you anyways. Isn't that so generous of him, So kind? Why don’t you tell him that, You should be thankful that he’s not as shallow as everyone else out there, So disgusting and vile. Here, How about you cuddle him to make up for it? He’d like that.

• It’s not like it’ll fool him anymore, But hey! What else can you really do?

[seedsofagony]

Late Bloomer (KnY ♡ Hotaru)

Cherrytober Day 19: First Time // Tattoos

Series: Kimetsu no Yaiba

Characters: Haganezuka Hotaru

Word Count: 676

Summary: modern au, x reader (experienced f), light size kink, loss of virginity (Hotaru), protected sex, missionary, light body worship, implied multiple orgasms (Hotaru)

Notes: I could not bring myself to use dirty words in front of virgin!Hotaru ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

Disclaimer: Underage, ageless, and blank blogs will be blocked. For everyone 18+, FUB free or filter my unique tag for this event: #sweets🍒24

"I need to tell you something."

Hotaru kneels over you, blankets tented over his back. He's down to his boxer shorts, a generous curve straining against the fabric. Lying underneath him, you're in a similar state, wearing only your bra and panties—and hopefully for not much longer.

His brow creases, eyes darting to the side. "This is my first time."

Unphased, you reach up and cup his cheek. "Okay, we'll go slow."

"That doesn't bother you?" Hotaru grimaces. "I'm 37 years old…"

"Why would it bother me?" Scooching up, you reach for a condom on the nightstand. "Want me to put this on for you?"

"You really don't mind?"

"I'm guessing you don't mean about the condom," you tease, but it's clear from his expression that Hotaru is in no mood for jokes. Leaning in, you kiss him softly. "Baby, I'm just honored you chose to do it with me."

Hotaru closes his eyes, inhales and exhales. "Alright," he says. "I'm ready."

"Yeah, you are," you grin, unable to resist, fondling him playfully through his boxers. He flushes, but cracks the tiniest hint of a smile.

Hitching his thumbs inside his waistband, he pulls his boxers down and kicks them away under the sheets. His erection slaps against his belly, and you can't help but stare. Sure, you'd been feeling him up all night, but actually seeing it? Biting your lip, your roll the condom over his length, the latex snug around him.

"Can I…?"

"What?" you ask, tearing your eyes off of him.

Hotaru gestures at your bra.

"Oh!" Giving yourself a little shake, you reach back to unhook it.

"Let me."

Hotaru slips his hands behind your back, fingers trembling on the clasp. Muttering, he finally manages to unfasten it and tosses it on the floor as you shimmy out of your panties. Looking down at you, he runs his hand over one of your breasts, down to the dip in your waist, and along the swell of your hip.

"You are so beautiful," he murmurs, grazing your belly with his thumb.

Now you're the one blushing. You wrap your arms around him and pull him down on top of you, holding him between your open thighs. "I think it'll be best for you if we try it like this."

Hotaru nods, "Tell me if it hurts…"

He lowers his hips towards you, and you take hold of his erection, guiding him to your entrance. Every one of his nerves seems to be quivering with adrenalin, his arms locked and shaking as he presses his palms into the mattress. Exhaling a ragged breath, Hotaru pushes into your plush depths.

His brows shoot up as his eyes widen in awe. Watching his face, you feel your walls clench. He's absolutely gorgeous—that high color in his cheeks, the way he's looking at you, adoring, like you're a goddess. And the fullness, how you're absolutely stuffed with him inside you.

Hotaru begins to pump his hips, long and slow, thrusting in and out, base to tip. It's a luxurious sensation, more like the practiced patience of a longtime lover than a man losing his virginity.

You moan and feel him twitch—in surprise, in desire. His pace quickens and, soon, he's lost in the feeling. He ruts into you, stretching you wide, lewd sounds squelching beneath the blankets.

Panting, hips stuttering, a breathy whine escapes his lips as he cums, cock throbbing. At first, he doesn't move, dazed as he slowly realizes what he's just done with you. Suddenly, he makes a face, brows drawing together. Holding the base of the condom, he pulls out and sits back on his heels.

"S-sorry," he says quickly. "That was… over too fast."

"Actually, it was fantastic," you purr. "But you know what?"

He looks at you, dubious, before pulling off the condom. Knotting it, he throws it into the bedside trash. "What?"

Eying his erection, his thick shaft still standing at attention, you lick your lips. Reaching for the nightstand, you hold up another condom.

"We can do it again."

[xjulixred45x]

Hello I was wondering If you could write Yandere Beelzebub and Qin Shi Huang from Record of Ragnarok with female Kanao Tsuruyi reader from Demon Slayer?

Imagine finding out her past.

YES!! You guys have no idea how i loved the round 7 and 8, I LOVED THIS MOTHERFUCKERS!!

Yandere!Qin Shi Huang/Beelzebub x Kanao! Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: female

Warnings: YANDERE, Yandere content, Yandere behaviors, unhealty mindset, overbearing behavior, overprotection, Reader has a background like Kanao of KNY, so this Will contain mentions of Child abuse/violence, poverty, and slight traficking of children. Be Warned. Strange amount of FLUFF by the end.

Qin Shi Huang

• I think it's much more likely that Qin, rather than meeting Reader when he's in Valhalla, met her when he was alive, specifically when Chun Yan came into his life.

• Chun Yan was very adrift after what happened with her son, however, one day when she went to the market, she came across something unpleasant. A man leading a little girl tied up, as if she were a dog.

• This girl, as you can guess, was Reader.

• Chun Yan didn't even think about it when she broke the guy's jaw, telling him he was a pig for buying a girl so young, taking the rope off him and taking Reader on her shoulders before running away.

• You could say that Chun Yan is Reader's Shinobu here. She's the one who bathed her, dressed her and was generally her mother and teacher until they met Yin Zheng.

• Honestly, Reader was prepared for a hellish and capricious child, but she ran into this mass of nerves. She couldn't help but empathize with his situation, so she tried to befriend him.

• This was the first real interaction with another child their age FOR BOTH, Zheng was used to being ignored and looked down upon for being a “cursed child” and reader was so reserved and scared of the world that she didn't like to socialize. So at first neither of them knew what to do.

• Luckily for Zheng, reader didn't have the same kind of stigma as other people, she never saw him as different because of his background, and she wanted to be his friend sincerely, so Zheng began to become very attached to her.

• During the two years that Chen Yan was their bodyguard and caregiver, she could notice how they had become very close.

• On the one hand, reader really only talked to Zheng, he was one of the few people she felt safe with (along with Chen of course), and Zheng showed his more cheerful and playful side when reader was around.

• Doing things like giving lots of hugs, kisses on the forehead or face, bringing her nice things he found outside, etc.

• There were times when Chen would come back from an errand and find the two of them asleep in Zheng’s bed, cuddling, very close together…

• It was something that worried Chen to a certain extent, how they seemed to have no notion of the limits in terms of closeness, or how Zheng reacted when Reader was not within reach, his reaction when other people were mean to Reader…

• Because of that, Chen refrained from telling the prince about how she and Reader had met, since, knowing him, that would send him into a frenzy. And while his current behavior was… strange, it was nothing too worrying.

• Now, when Chen died, reader really had nowhere to go, so she stayed with Qin, where while she didn't have any status like the other nobles, she received plenty of luxuries and privileges, clothing, food, and accessories with a quality (and resemblance) similar to that of the emperor.

• That, plus their lack of limits regarding displays of affection (especially PHYSICAL affection) made many generals and other nobles insist that Qin get married as soon as possible, or at least, take a concubine (from the nobility).

• And Qin, being the little shit that he is, had them talk to him about all this with reader on him lap, while they ate.

• And guess what his response was?

• “I thought it was obvious that I'm only interested in marrying (Kanao)”

• And reader: “UHHHU!?”

• MOTHERFUCKER THOUGHT THEY WERE ALREADY MARRIED (partly).

• Generally speaking, having Qin Shi Huang, of all characters, as a Yandere is a wild ride, especially when he finds out what Chen tried so hard to hide about reader's past.

• Qin is many things, one of them being overprotective, so he takes the issue of reader's parents very seriously, although he assures her that he won't do ANYTHING that she has to worry about (the execution will be private and on some far away mountain so their corpses are to be eaten by animals--)

• He's a Yandere that goes from 0 to 100 very quickly.

• He enjoys that reader is so closed off and doesn't like to socialize much, it saves him work. After all, if it were up to him, she would stay in the palace with him all day, so it's nice to see her accepting this position willingly.

• Despite this, I feel like Qin likes to show off his partner, but only in specific situations where he also goes out. And he won't tolerate things like catcalls or lascivious looks. They will suffer the same fate as the reader's parents :)

• Both Qin and the reader are used to personal space being non-existent, but considering that the reader is a volunteer (in this fic at least), that makes that be SQUARED, literally the man takes his woman everywhere, she's like his emotional support.

• Thanks to this, the reader is spoiled beyond belief, if there's something that the reader wants or likes, she'll most likely get it that same day or tomorrow at the latest.Things like customized Hanfus, hairpins made of special materials, ladies-in-waiting who do everything for her, etc.

• I got this random idea that Qin likes to feed reader directly(with the chopsticks), even going so far as to taste her food first in case of poisoning (if it turns out to be poisoned, he gives it to someone he dislikes to eat, kills two birds with one stone!).

• Overall, since Qin knows how to cover his tracks, reader lives happily with her husband. It's not such a bad life after all

Beelzebub

• Now, Beelzebub is a different case, it is much more likely that he meets the reader when she is an adult. Maybe through her equivalent to Shinobu.

• We know that Beelzebub is very involved in the whole genetics and science thing, all to find something that can kill him. It wouldn't be crazy to think that at some point he wanted to resort to poisons to test if they would be enough to end his life (not being a direct threat).

• And for that, he needed the resources of someone versed in the subject, so he turned to this Shinobu (I'm going more for Guilla Tofana, a very famous poisoner). What he didn't take into account was that she brought a partner with her.

• That's right, reader.

• To be honest, at first Beel was a bit upset, because Guilla had told him that she was her apprentice, and he didn't want to have to deal with someone inexperienced while he worked.

• Because of this, at first Beelzebub didn't even speak to her, or if he did it was to ask her where her teacher was. He genuinely had no interest at first.

• However, Reader stayed out of the way, taking notes on everything, not interfering even once.

• She wasn't just any subordinate to Guilla, that much could be seen, but she watched everything around her very closely.

• It was better than what he had originally expected, but it was definitely... weird. New.

• Because of this, Beelzebub felt more comfortable talking to her, at first about general aspects of the experiments, although from time to time he would let out some frustration every time an experiment failed.

• Thanks to this, Reader tried to help in small ways, whether it was organizing the research documents, cleaning, bringing new samples with her notes.

• Things that Beelzebub didn't let go unnoticed, in a way it made him less stressed.

• The relationship became more cordial, even friendly.

• However, there was something that felt… off.

• Reader could tell when the place she had cleaned or organized had been turned upside down, and that happened quite often, all to spend more time in the lab. That was the least of it, she would have almost found it cute, if it weren't for other… attitudes.

• There were times when Reader and Beel would have a casual chat, and she could feel him tensing up whenever she mentioned certain people, people she spent too much time with, who she sometimes didn't come around to since she liked to hang out with them.

• Other times Reader could tell that some of her things had gone missing, like her hair ornament, and she only went missing when she went to work.

• The real red flag was when said people either disappeared or, at worst, were victims of a horrible murder, their chests ripped apart.

• There was no doubt about it, it was he. Satan. Beelzebub.

• However, it wasn't going to be easy to just walk away from him.

• Believe me, Beelzebub is almost as scared as the reader, really! At first he was so scared that since he started loving her, she would be a victim of Satan, however, she doesn't have to worry now, he will make sure that she never gets hurt! He would NEVER!

• If she agrees to stay with him until he finally dies (willingly or not), fulfilling the last wish of a demon who seeks death, he will make her as happy as he can while he lives, even at the cost of his own suffering.

• As you noticed, this relationship is screwed in many ways.

• Beelzebub is a pretty masochistic Yandere, since even if the reader hates him, he is happy as long as she is satisfied, she can harm him however she wants, hurt him, it doesn't matter, he can heal. As long as she is satisfied with his suffering, he is happy.

• He is a self-indulgent Yandere, as you can see. For the first time, someone he loves doesn't die, so you can bet he's making the most of this... in his own way.

• This is still Beelzebub, not much of a filter, kind of awkward and shy, just more obviously homicidal.

• On that note, he tries to make reader as comfortable as possible, tries to be as non-threatening as he can, tone down his tendencies a bit, go out and have normal "dates," things so she understands that he does everything based on love.

• He also shares various results of his experiments with her, just wanting to bond over something that once united them. Sometimes when Beel ends up falling asleep on his desk, reader covers him with a blanket, as a small show of empathy.

• Beelzebub acts less erratically when reader opens up about her past, how she ended up in Valhalla, etc. He tries to be more empathetic (even if it's not his thing) and not go straight to the blood (because he doesn't want to scare her).

• Beel clings to the reader a lot, especially when he remembers Lucifer and Lilith, and needs to hold on to something, he goes to her. Crying and shaking, he no longer looks like the fearsome lord of the flies, he looks like a scared child.

• It's the kind of moment that makes it more likely that the reader will have Stockholm syndrome.

• In that case, Beelzebub couldn't be happier!

• At least now, he'll have someone who will love him until he finally dies...who knows, maybe even after.

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hello! i saw that your requests are open >:3 so i was wondering if i could request some gn! touchstarved! reader headcanons w/ tanjiro, genya, and zenitsu? thank you, and have a good day!! :))

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Hiiii! Thanks so much for requesting! I always get excited when I get to respond to a request after a long hiatus! I may be a Little Rusty, but I hope this is good!!

Before reading: Touch-starved!GN! Reader, fluff, Tanjirō x reader, Genya x reader, Zenitsu x reader (separate)

Tanjirō:

Being touch starved is no issue with Tanjirō fr

He remembers when he was younger that his mother would tell him that one day, when he has fallen in love with someone, he will never want to part with that person

And like everything else she said, she was so, so right

It’s like his hand is magnetic to yours, always holding on to yours

Especially if you both go on mission together, the more worried or protective he becomes, the more he wishes to cling to you

He knows in some moments it’s not appropriate or smart to hold on to your hand or arm, but every moment apart from you he wishes otherwise

When you tell him you actually enjoy his touch, he’s elated!

At first, he notices you always shifting so that his presence is close to yours, that your hand always levitates over his, waiting for him to clasp yours

Even just sleeping in the butterfly mansion and such, pushing his futon by yours so that you can snuggle close to him is always a must

Not to say that Tanjirō is also touch-starved, but I think he definitely loves small touches

He thinks it’s one of the best ways to show his affection

And oh, he’s so right!

Genya:

Nobody on this Earth can convince me that he isn’t touch starved too

So both of y’all are in trouble

He just has a harder time admitting it

His whole life, he’s been pushing away physical touch and even just connection with others in general

He’s convinced himself that he doesn’t crave touch, but that he just doesn’t need it

The same goes for relationships, he just doesn’t think he could ever be committed to something like that

But of course, all of that went through the window and crashing down onto the ground when he met you

He’s never wanted to hold someone’s hand so bad omg

Unlike Tanjirō, you have to verbally ask him to hold your hand or hug you

Most of the time, he clicks his tug and refuses…

Only to do whatever you asked of him moments later

He’s so contradicting

Zenitsu:

Like Tanjirō, I wouldn’t say he’s particularly ‘touch starved’

But dammit Zenitsu LOVES physical affection

Mission? He’s clinging.

Sleeping? He’s clinging

You’re just existing? His arms are tight around your waist

His hand is basically glued to yours, my guy never lets go of you

He also gets frightened often, so you best believe he expects you to be all over him when he is

Being touch starved is no issue with him

Like…at all

I’m not saying there is a cure for being touch-starved, per say.. but if there was, Zenitsu is the perfect prescription

Thanks for reading!