#male tsuguko reader

[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?

[boykisser4]

You're so good at writing! It's so🤭🤭could I request a fic of Dom Mitsuri x Switch Male Reader x Sub Bottom Obanai? M/N Mitsuri's Tsuguko and one day when Obanai visits, She and M/n had discussed potentially getting Obanai to have a threesome with them! And maybe to make him more compliant, they spike his drink! 😊

Lustful Concoction

pairing: Dom Mitsuri x Switch male!reader x sub bottom Obanai, nsfw so minors begone

warnings: male reader, smut, mitsuri drugs obanai drink, noncon, threesome, masturbation

"You're seriously not going to wear that?" Mitsuri raised an eyebrow at the male reader's outfit, a casual tee and sweatpants that screamed 'I just rolled out of bed'.

"What's wrong with it?" The reader shrugged, oblivious to the fashion faux pas he'd just committed.

Mitsuri let out a dramatic sigh, her hands flying to her cheeks. "You're going to see Obanai today! Don't you want to make a good impression?"

The reader chuckled, "It's just Obanai, Mitsuri. He doesn't care about that stuff."

"But I do," she said with a pout, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Besides, we might need something... extra to get him to agree to our little plan."

The reader's eyes widened, remembering their earlier conversation about the threesome they'd been fantasizing about. He couldn't believe they were actually considering it. "You really think he'd be into that?"

Mitsuri winked. "I have my ways."

As the reader looked through his wardrobe for something more suitable, Mitsuri hummed to herself, her mind racing with possibilities. She had a bottle of her special 'persuasion potion' hidden in the kitchen, a little something she'd concocted to make sure their evening went as smoothly as possible. The anticipation of the night ahead had her pulse quickening. She'd always had a bit of a crush on the stoic snake swordsman, and the idea of having him at their mercy was too delicious to resist.

The doorbell rang, puncturing the quiet. Mitsuri's heart skipped a beat. This was it. She smoothed her hair and straightened her own attire, a seductive smile playing on her lips. "Get dressed," she called over her shoulder. "Our guest has arrived."

Obanai stood at the door, his usual stern expression in place. Mitsuri stepped aside, allowing the reader to greet him first. The tension in the room was palpable as they exchanged pleasantries, the air thick with unspoken desires. The reader's heart thumped in his chest, a mix of excitement and nerves. He had no idea what the night would hold, but one thing was certain: it was going to be anything but ordinary.

As the three of them sat down in the living room, Mitsuri excused herself to get the drinks. She returned with a tray of fruity cocktails, one of which she'd spiked with her potion. She handed it to Obanai with a knowing smile, watching as he took a sip. His eyes never left hers, and she felt a thrill at the power she wielded. The potion was a subtle blend of aphrodisiacs and relaxants, designed to loosen inhibitions without making him sloppy.

The conversation flowed naturally at first, but as the potion began to take effect, Obanai's gaze grew heavier, his voice lower. The reader could see the struggle in his eyes, the war between his disciplined mind and his now-desiring body. Mitsuri's plan was working perfectly. She leaned in closer, her hand brushing against Obanai's thigh. He didn't pull away, instead, his eyes flicked down to where she touched him, then back up to hers, filled with a hint of confusion and growing need.

Mitsuri took the moment to make her move. She straddled Obanai's lap, her thighs pressing against his growing arousal. The reader watched, breath held, as she whispered something in his ear. The snake swordsman's grip on his glass tightened, but he didn't push her away. Instead, his hand slid up her back, gripping her tight. She leaned in to kiss him, and for a moment, the reader thought he'd misread the situation. But then Obanai's eyes fluttered shut, and he kissed her back, deep and hungry.

The reader felt a jolt of arousal shoot through them, watching the two of them. They'd never seen Obanai like this, so vulnerable and wanton. It was intoxicating. Mitsuri broke the kiss, turning to the reader with a smoldering look. "It's time to join us, don't you think?"

The reader nodded, their voice a hoarse whisper. This was it. The threesome they'd only ever dared to imagine was happening right here, right now. They took a deep breath and reached for their own drink, the cool liquid sliding down their throat as they braced themselves for what was to come.

Mitsuri's hand slid down to Obanai's waist, deftly unbuckling his belt. His eyes remained locked on the reader, a silent question hanging in the air. The reader took a sip of their drink, feeling the potion's warmth spread through them as they set the glass aside and stepped closer. With trembling fingers, they traced the line of Obanai's jaw, feeling the stubble against their skin. He leaned into the touch, a soft groan escaping his lips.

Mitsuri's smile grew wider as she watched the reader's confidence bloom. She stood, taking Obanai's hand and leading him to the bedroom. The room was dimly lit, the scent of candles filling the air. The reader followed, their heart racing. This was uncharted territory, but the desire burning in their chest was undeniable.

Once inside, Mitsuri began to undress Obanai, her movements slow and deliberate. The snake swordsman's eyes never left the reader, his pupils dilated with lust. His shirt hit the floor, revealing the taut muscles of his chest, each one defined and glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. The reader's eyes raked over him, drinking in the sight. They felt their own clothes growing tight, their body responding to the erotic scene unfolding before them.

Mitsuri turned to the reader, her own outfit now lying in a pile at her feet. She took the reader's hand, pulling them closer. "You know what to do," she murmured, her voice a seductive purr. The reader nodded, their heart thundering in their ears. They reached out, touching Obanai's bare skin for the first time. It was warm and firm under their fingertips, sending a shiver down their spine.

Obanai's breath hitched as the reader's hands moved over him, exploring his broad shoulders and powerful arms. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his arousal now impossible to ignore. Mitsuri stepped back, watching with a smug smile as the reader continued their exploration. The potion had done its work, reducing the usually stoic man to a pliant submissive.

The reader's hands moved lower, fumbling with the button and zipper of Obanai's pants. He offered no resistance, his eyes glazed with desire. As the fabric fell away, his erection sprang free, thick and heavy. The reader swallowed hard, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. They'd never been with someone so... intense before. Mitsuri stepped forward again, placing a gentle hand on the reader's shoulder. "Let's show him how much we want him."

Mitsuri and the reader worked in tandem, stripping Obanai of the last of his clothing. He stood before them, naked and exposed, his body a testament to his physical prowess. The reader felt their own arousal grow, their cock straining against their pants. They looked to Mitsuri for guidance, and she nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

Together, they led Obanai to the bed, pushing him down onto the soft mattress. He didn't resist, his body compliant and willing. The reader climbed onto the bed, straddling Obanai's hips. They felt his cock twitch against their own, the heat of his skin setting their blood on fire. Mitsuri positioned herself beside them, her hand sliding down to cup the reader's ass, encouraging them to grind against their new playmate.

The air was charged with sexual tension as they began to kiss again, their tongues dancing together in a passionate tango. Obanai's hands roamed over the reader's body, his touch sure and possessive. The reader moaned into the kiss, their hips moving of their own accord.

Mitsuri watched the scene unfold with a satisfied smile, her own arousal building. She leaned in, her soft breasts brushing against Obanai's chest as she captured the reader's earlobe between her teeth. "Take him," she breathed, her voice husky with desire. "Make him yours."

The reader's hands moved to Obanai's cock, stroking it gently. The snake swordsman's eyes rolled back in his head, a low growl rumbling in his chest. Mitsuri leaned over, her lips grazing Obanai's neck as she whispered more encouragements. "Let go, Obanai. Give in to us."

The reader felt the potion's influence taking hold of Obanai, his body growing more responsive to their touch. He slid a hand between their bodies, finding the reader's cock and giving it a firm squeeze. The reader gasped, their hips jerking in response. Mitsuri's hand joined in, her nimble fingers stroking both of their lengths in unison.

They kissed again, their breaths mingling as their hands explored each other's bodies. The reader's mind was a whirlwind of sensation, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of Obanai's hardness against their own. They reached down, their fingers brushing against Obanai's tight entrance. He tensed for a moment, then relaxed, his eyes fluttering shut.

Mitsuri watched, her own need growing with every passing second. She reached into the bedside drawer, pulling out a bottle of lubricant. With a wink at the reader, she coated her fingers and slid them down to Obanai's ass. The reader followed her lead, their own fingers delving into the slick warmth of the lubricant.

Together, they prepared Obanai, their fingers working in tandem to stretch and relax him. His moans grew louder, his hips pushing back against their touch. The reader's cock was aching, desperate for release. They positioned themselves, the tip of their cock nudging against Obanai's entrance. He took a deep breath, his body taut with anticipation.

Mitsuri leaned over, her breasts pressing into Obanai's back as she whispered sweet nothings into his ear. "You're going to love this," she promised, her voice a seductive purr. The reader took the plunge, sliding inch by inch into the warm, tight embrace of Obanai's body.

The snake swordsman's eyes flew open, his mouth forming a silent 'Oh' of pleasure. The reader paused, giving him a moment to adjust. But Obanai was having none of it. He pushed back, urging the reader deeper. The reader groaned, their grip tightening on Obanai's hips as they began to move, their rhythm slow and steady.

Mitsuri watched, her own hand sliding down to her clit. She rubbed slow circles, her breaths coming in shallow gasps as she felt the heat of their desire building. The sight of the reader claiming Obanai was more than she could bear. She straddled Obanai's face, her wet pussy hovering above his lips. "Lick me," she demanded, and he obeyed without hesitation.

Their moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure that grew louder with each passing moment. The reader felt their climax approaching, their strokes growing more urgent. Obanai's body was tight around them, his muscles clenching and releasing in a delicious rhythm. They reached down, their hand finding Mitsuri's thigh. She was close, so close.

The reader's orgasm hit like a freight train, their cock pulsing deep inside Obanai. The snake swordsman's muffled groan vibrated against their crotch, sending a fresh wave of pleasure through them. As they rode out their climax, Mitsuri's own orgasm crashed over her, her body trembling with the force of it.

They collapsed in a tangled heap, their breaths ragged and their hearts racing. The potion's effects had worn off, leaving them with only the sweet aftermath of their shared pleasure. Obanai looked up at them, his eyes clear and focused once more. The reader felt a twinge of anxiety, wondering if he'd regret their actions in the morning light.

But Mitsuri was already moving, her soft hand stroking Obanai's cheek. "Don't worry," she murmured. "This is just the beginning."

[x-hotoke]

THE SERPENT HASHIRA'S TSUGUKO !

obanai Iguro x male!reader | platonic

synopsis: Obanai trains Y/n as his tsuguko before disaster strucks!

warning: explosion, deaths, spoilers.

“Y/n-kun.” A finger flicked the boy's forehead who groaned in return. Y/n — a 15 year-old demon slayer was being trained under The Serpent Hashira as his tsuguko for over one year now.

“Ah— I'm sorry, Iguro-san..” Y/n whispered, placing a hand on his forehead, wincing. He grabbed the wooden sword and shakily stood up. This has been going on for five hours straight yet the pillar didn't seem to care. Y/n looks at him, letting out a shaky sigh. His body was battered and bruised yet he still wanted to continue for the sake of his mentor.

“Iguro-san.. may I take a break?”

“What for?”

Y/n deadpanned at him, feeling his soul going out of his body. He slowly raised his hand. “Because I'm—”

“No.” Y/n sweatdropped at this, he didn't even get a chance to explain why.

“You're weak as a child. How will you be able to completely master my breathing style and get stronger if you take useless breaks?” Obanai scowled, raising his pointed finger at him — waving it around with his brows furrowed. Y/n shivered — the atmosphere changed and he can tell, a sweat dropped from his face. “You’ll die out there in your current state.”

Y/n deflated on the ground. “I’ll die here before I can even defeat demons..” He whispered.

“What did you say?” Obanai stared down at him, adjusting his tight grip on the wooden sword making the teen chuckle nervously.

“N-Nothing, Iguro-san!”

Obanai swiftly turned around, looking over his shoulder. “Get ready.” His tone was filled with bitterness as he walked a few feet away — turning to face him once he had reached his spot. He spun the wooden sword in his hand before taking his stance.

Y/n can't do anything than stand up, if he wanted to get stronger — he needs to endure the hellish training from the hashira. He took his stance, watching the Serpent Hashira intensely. His eyes widened as soon as he disappeared.

He looks around — analyzing his surroundings before feeling a shiver run down his spine, he turns around just in time as he blocks the wooden sword. He was pushed back by the force, obanai put in. Y/n launches forward, taking the offense role. He reeled his arms back.

Obanai's eyes glints as he sees an opening.

Quick but not fast enough.

Before Y/n could land a hit first, a wooden sword came in contact with his stomach. He dropped the weapon he was holding, hugging his waist as he landed on the ground — coughing.

“I win.” Obanai sighs out, he stood next to the teen who was breathing heavily. “You leave yourself open for an attack. Have I not taught you well enough?” He stared down at him making Y/n sweatdropped.

Y/n quickly shook his head. “No! no, iguro-san.”

“Then what the hell was that, you scum?” Obanai spit out, his two colored eyes piercing y/n's. “I took you in as my tsuguko because I saw potential in you yet..” He gripped the wooden sword tightly, shaking his head. “Stand up.” he commanded.

Y/n carefully got up, his stomach still hurting. He looks at the ground, waiting for his mentor's next move. He could see his feet approaching him before coming to a complete stop in front of him. “Look at me.”

Y/n looks up at him—flinching at the harsh tone.

“I don't need losers like you wasting my time.” Obanai said, scowling. “Either you prove yourself to be worthy of being my tsuguko again, then I'll train you.” He continued, jabbing his finger on the teen's forehead.

Y/n shrinks back at his words.

So harsh!

“Caw! Attack on the ubuyashiki estate! Caw!”

Obanai quickly looks up seeing his Kusagai crow flying in circles panicking, he wasted no time on getting his Nichirin Blade. “Stay here.” he shouted before scurrying off.

Y/n didn't know what to do except swinging his blade over and over again—training by himself. What his master's crow said worried him.

A few minutes later, he heard an explosion. He hid his face with his arm to avoid dust getting into his eyes. What was that? It was far but he could still hear it. He felt a shiver run down his spine.

“Iguro-san?..” Y/n whispered, his breath hitching as he felt something was off. He froze, hearing a biwa. The ground beneath him disappeared, falling into what seems to be an endless castle.

His grip on his Nichirin blade tightens as he swiftly looks around, seeing other demon slayers falling. At least he wasn't alone right?

Y/n chuckles nervously as he sees different demons peeking out of the sliding doors as he falls. “Ah.. I'm gonna die here.”

[illubean]

Hi, I'm kind of sending this to all the people I saw who write for demon slayer...so could you do a "What would it be like to be Obanai's adopted daughter and his apprentice"?

Obanai W/ a Tsuguko!Reader

Characters: Iguro Obanai Type: Platonic, Headcanons, Fem!reader implied?, Found Family

didn't explicitly make Obanai Reader's dad just because when you do the math he would've been 16 at the time of finding them but the relationship is still there

Warnings: none? spoilers maybe? tad bit angsty at the end...

even though this guy is mean and merciless he's not EVIL

bro is still human with human emotions, so when he finds a small helpless child (9-10) while out on a mission he's not just gonna leave them there

you kind of reminded him of himself

which is how he ended up taking you in

originally he was just going to bring you back to the city and let you go off wherever but you continued following him and he just couldn't get rid of you

and now he's stuck

your young impressionable mind soaked up his mannerisms like a sponge

without even being taught directly, you managed to make your way around swiftly and unnoticed, often times scaring the man who took you in

he acts annoyed by this but you're kind of growing on him and he's lwky impressed

any time he goes out he demands you stay in the estate, and not wanting to disappoint him you listen (Obanai is very much a hater of rule breakers)

you never actually got to see him in action, but once you were a tad bit older you found out his occupation (upon asking about the sword he carries) and decided you wanted to be just like him

so when he became a hashira and the test thingy came up you literally BEGGED him to let you take them

he would refuse without giving you any reason besides "because I said no" at first (because he has a soft spot for you and rather not put you in danger ever though he won't admit it)

butttttt after seeing your determination and catching you watching him train to practice later he finally decides to train you

he has this whole elaborate, harsh training regimen and he says if you can't pass it you won't be able to become a demon slayer

he's so mean throughout the whole thing...(its tough love)

despite his seemingly impossible to reach standards you end up succeeding yayyyy and you take the test thingy and don't die yayyyyyyy yayyyyyyyyyyyyyy

#very proud Obanai moment (he won't say that though)

he continues training you and now you're officially his tsuguko cus yk...you're part of the corps now

he kind of distances himself from you in public, keeping an eye on you from afar

people don't even think you're his tsukugo and when you tell them that they're like WHAT (esp zenitsu...)

whenever you guys go on missions together he lets you hold your own but is quick to step in if anything goes wrong

the first time you accidentally call him dad (or any other familiar honorific of some sort) he literally stops in his tracks like "what did you just call me"

and you're like oops my bad..heh...

if you ever say it again he won't stop you (it actually means a lot to him)

originally he tried keeping you away from Mitsuri but she thinks your guys' dynamic is the cutest which made him stop actively trying to keep you away

will smack you upside the head or chase you around if you tease him for it later

that look he gave Tanjiro after he found out he got to spend time with Mitsuri during hashira training? yeah, he does that to every other slayer (especially male) who has ever interacted with you (but in a platonic, protective sense)

he watches as you climb the ranks and hopes for you to replace him as a hashira once he dies

he thinks you're a much better person than he is and much more deserving of the life you have, and he hopes that even once he's gone you'll continue to thrive

[neoameba]

☆ Masterlist, Rules and About me ☆

☆ Masterlist ☆

Jujutsu Kaisen

Starboy- part. 1 (Sukuna x male! Reader)

Unconscious shift- part. 2 (Sukuna x male! Reader)

Your only and most devoted (Sukuna x male! Reader)

An unusual surprise... (Sukuna x GN! Reader)

During the rain (Toji x GN! Reader)

It is necessary to escape the routine sometimes! (Toji x Ftm! Reader)

On nights of mourning (Gojo x male! Reader)

Demon Slayer

Promise to me, please (Aizetsu x male! Reader)

But you belong to me (Yandere! Aizetsu x male! Reader)

Headcanon sfw and nsfw (Gyutaro x male! Reader)

Angst headcanons with reader turning into an oni (Sanemi/Rengoku x male tsuguko! Reader)

Naruto

"You're not right! I'm right! And I'm Uzumaki Naru-" "Shut up, dummy." (Kids! Uzumaki Naruto w/ male! reader)

Homicipher

Headcanon sfw and nsfw (Mr. Scarletella x Reader)

More coming soon....

☆ Rules ☆

Things I DON'T do:

- I will NOT do fic with fem! Reader. There's no point in insisting.

- I don't post nsfw/sexual content here (it actually depends on my mood) ⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙

- Romanticizing crimes (such as homophobia, racism, zoophilia 💀 among others). Doesn't mean I can't do something like "a random is transphobic towards reader and x character comforts them"

- Any bizarre or disgusting fetish, this is not the place for nsfw and even if it were I wouldn't write it

Things I CAN/WILL do:

- All types of fic. Angst, fluffy, funny and even weird things ("an unusual surprise" is a proof of what I'm saying :P)

- Male, GN, ftm! reader

- Headcanons

- Character x character

- Dark themes, like >>>dead dove do not eat<<<, cannibalism... You get the idea.

☆ About me ☆

I'm a very shy guy. I don't think you noticed (even bcs there aren't a million posts with male! Character x male! Reader) but look how incredible, I'm gay! My favorite characters are: Sukuna, Toji, Tomioka and Saiki Kusuo. My dream is to become a 40's dilf, despite this I love being called a good boy?? It's weird. When I was a child, I broke my cousin's tooth. You didn't need to know that. It's kind of weird to post something on the internet about myself, even if I don't have to expose myself. I don't even know why I'm writing about myself.

Someday I'll take things more seriously, I promise you. (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

[knybits]

May I request male!reader x Rengoku headcanons where reader is a baker? no rush, you can ignore this if you would like :)

Kyoujuro x baker!reader

so yummy and fun to write hehe

Just imagine waking up at ass o clock in the morning just to make your bread and you the swordsman in your village often comes home at those weird house and stands quietly outside your bakery just for a small whiff

The one time Kyoujuro comes by in the day time, buys a shit ton of bread, eats it all outside, keeps yelling “UMAI!” 

It actually helps the business so you give him a couple things for free lol and thus your relationship with the Flame Pillar begins

Kyoujuro noticing a small dust of flour on your cheek and absentmindedly licking his thumb then wiping it off before going right back into his exciting story 

Your face would be a HAWT as the rolls you pull out of the oven

He would be so smooth?? And he doesn’t even know that he’s doing it??? 

This bakery is under the protection of the RENGOKU FAMILY, YA HEAR 

Karens and demons NOT ALLOWED

You realize that he sits outside your bakery after missions just to smell the bread and decide to have an open door policy for him

So now you knead your dough and let him try your new creations and his head almost touches the ceiling when he sits on the counter as you rush around and pull trays of bread out of the oven 

He brings his tsuguko, Mitsuri, in one day and you have! To! Pretend! Not! To! Be! Jealous!!! 

But mitsuri is your girl and she gets the hint IMMEDIATELY while this dunce still thinks you’re nice to everyone and give away free bread all the time 

He comes back one day after a nasty mission with cuts and bruises and he’s barely able to hold himself up against your door and you drag him inside, stuff a curry bun into his mouth, then do your best to clean up his wounds 

“You idiot! Why didn’t you go to a doctor first!!” 

“I had to see you. No matter what.” 

"Also I was craving a red bean bun"

He can be soft and serious when he wants to be

FINALLY understands your feelings when you throw a heart shaped bun at his face

[reticent-writer]

Hi there. How are you doing?

I wanted to ask if you could do one about the hashiras meeting a new hashira (if it's not much trouble could you do a Male reader).

This hashira uses the Nature breathing (I took a quiz for a fanmade breathing style and this is what I got. If you don't want to write for this breathing you can use other one).

Maybe you can write about the firts impressions about this new hashira.

Thanks so much and I hope it's not much trouble

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ I'm doing well, (๑`✪̤◡✪̤)◞ღԵհɑղƘՏღ for asking. I hope you are well too.

Can you send me the quiz i kinda wanna take it

demon slayer masterlist

✿✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･**･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　

rengoku

He respected your hard work and unique breathing style

he would offer to train you and polish your skills

he would treat you like a younger sibling

tengen

He loves the fact that you made a new breathing style

His wives sometimes invite you over for dinner

sanemi

he doesn't like you at first

He may warm up to you overtime

just don't bring up him and genya's relation

obanai

he also doesn't like you

but unlike sanemi, you can't warm up to him

instead you have to show him why your a hashira

show him your strength

then he'll atleast be sorta friendly

he would never treat you how he treats giyuu tho

gyomei

i feel like you would know him long before you were a Hashira

like you would've been his tsuguko

He is so proud of all the work you have done but it also worried that you won't come back after a mission

He has buried enough children and hopes that you won't be another one

muichirou

(before he regained his memories)

wouldn't care

constantly asking who you were and why you were at every hashira meeting

(after)

he would be a whole lot nicer

but remind him of your name

giyuu

he finally has a someone to talk to

You sit next to him at every mission

Tou stand up from him when obanai and sanemi talk bad about him

you visit his estate alot

shinobu

idk why but I feel like she wouldn't care that your a hashira, instead she care more about your health

like when you come back from missions she would insist that you need a check-up even when you don't have a scratch on you

mitsuri

she loves everything about you

she can't wait for a mission with you to see how strong you are

if you ask her to train with you she 100% would and you would get man handled

✿✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･**･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　

[colourstreakgryffin]

Hello! I hope you’re doing alright, may I please request some Romantic headcanons for Kanao with a Male reader, who's perhaps Aoi’s brother but he stayed as a Demon Slayer, who has a crush on Kanao and cares about her (he never minded her bluntness, and was always ready to help her) but he's secretly jealous on how close she and Tanjiro got? Just some slight angst with plenty of fluff, but only if it's alright!

Ooh! I’m pretty sure I haven’t written for Kanao solely yet so this’ll be exciting to try out!

Tsuyuri Kanao- Sunflowers and Roses

Kanao doesn’t really have many actual friends. Sure, she has her adoptive sister and the girls of the Estate but they aren’t true friends in a level that you are and because of that, she highly values you. She met you when Shinobu brought in you and your younger sister, Aoi to work for the mansion but you trained under Shinobu to become a demon slayer

Kanao’s heart pitter patters with you. Is this what friendship feels like? She always asks her as she calmly listens to you talk. She doesn’t ever talk to anybody about her opinions on you as she has been conditioned to keep her mouth shut, though she can’t help but wonder if that feeling is normal for friends to have

Kanao patiently waits for you to return to the Estate and stares at your hand when you do. She wants to hold your hand, it makes her feel a strange warm feeling but she just can’t bring herself to ask so it is awkward silence for a few seconds before you take charge. She blushes and gasps everytime, no matter what

Kanao believes she views you as just a friend and the treatment you give her is viewed as positively normal when everybody else can clearly tell you don’t feel just friendship for the Tsuguko, you’re madly in love with her and you always tend to her, every injury. You’re there to care for her, whilst she is oblivious to your advances

Kanao loves making baked sweets for you but again, can’t gather the confidence to directly give you them so she leaves the tray in your room with a unspecified note. Aoi is usually the one who tells you that the gift is from Kanao and her friendly gestures enable your massive crush on her

Kanao is more than a bit insecure about your strong bond with her. Wouldn’t, a nice guy like you, get so sick of a annoying girl like her? Doesn’t have any emotions, so quiet and blunt, can’t decide for herself. She believes you deserve a much better close ally but she doesn’t want to hurt your feelings at all

Kanao doesn’t notice the way you glare angrily at her and Tanjiro spending time together, from behind her back. She just genuinely believes you’re completely fine with Tanjiro and she doesn’t believe you would care so much about her being close to another guy

It all crumbles down when you notice how Kanao stares lovestruck at Tanjiro. No… she’s in love with him?! You can’t take it. You’re so jealous that you can’t even bare to keep the fact you want to sock Tanjiro in the face for winning your crush’s attention so easy when she doesn’t even notice all your attempts

Kanao is concerned by the way you close yourself off from everybody, out of the blue and she is desperate to help you, like how you always helped her, but she doesn’t know what to do so she goes to Tanjiro and his friends, unaware that including them makes you more cold and hostile towards her

Her heart is broken at the way you bark at her to leave you alone. B-but… you’re best friends, don’t you think that? Are you angry at her? What did she do?

Kanao will figure out how to make you talk to her, one way or another. She truly cares for you, as much as you care for her and she really does value you to a extreme degree. You’re her only longest friend and you’ve always been her rock, her support

You have a very special place in her heart

“Dokusha… I don’t know what I said… look. You’re amazing and you’re so talented, you mean a lot to me and you’re my greatest friend. You’ve made me feel more… like a human being and whatever girl wins you as her husband, I’ll envy that girl. Because you are the whole package, Dokusha. Don’t forget that”

[cablyunkataplum]

Promises

Sanemi Shinzawaga x Male!/Pronouns Reader--- Spoilers of Final Battle Arc

Words: 2,110

Summary: The relationship between (__) and Sanemi could hardly be called that. After the defeat of Muzan Sanemi will try to form a link with (__).

Written Curse: Use of (__)! Third person! I'm not an english native speaker so I support on translators!-- I felt poetic lol-- Guys maybe i won't be able to post for a time thanks to school, but i'll do my best to keep sharing my stories, thanks for all the support! See ya Darlings!

The whispers that the wind created as it collided with the petals at the gloomy dawn never seemed to take shape in the young man’s ears, more focused on his duty and survival than on the messages given to him. Two years had passed since that moment that changed his life so much but time passes fast for a short being, he could not afford to stop and observe details, listen to the least that was not killing. Sanemi Shinazugawa, pillar of the wind, he had taken a pupil, a tsuguko. Despite having been very against it at first, he taught him in a harsh and cruel way, just as the world would be with him if he decided to continue and he did so.

Now; being officially a member of the demon slayer corps, he took missions one after another without any rest.

Today the boy had returned to the estate of his superior, without waiting for him to be in the place he put his katana in the designated place and walked to the open area of the place. As he approached he could hear the fluid movement of a katana and others, when he arrived completely he could observe Sanemi training with great concentration so he did not pay attention to the pupil who simply bowed and greeted. Nothing, not even a look in his direction so he sat down and waited for the session to end. After a few hours Shinazugawa sheathed the katana and walked to the door next to the boy, the boy raised his head to look into the face of the other “Why don’t you train instead of sitting like a useless one for hours?” his voice rumbled all over the place with cold behavior, his gaze concentrated at the end of the corridor, his face somewhat twisted of discomfort causing his scars to be molded according to the tractions and contractions.

He just stared at him before nodding and starting to get up “Of course Shinazugawa-san” on the way to the previous point where the training had been done, both facing their backs, moving his head a little and making his jaw touch his shoulder he said to the pillar “Welcome”. The silence was the only thing that answered him before hearing steps walking away and finally ending up alone in the surroundings with a jester of disappointment drawn his own katana; he closed his eyes and took a lot of air. Again he could hear the whispers and laughter of the wind, how it got into his ears and tried to scream at him but the words did not make sense or that is what he thought, with one last breath he contracted all his muscles and prepared to move.

This was one of the many moments of interaction that both men had.

One night they ate without any words, the sound of cicadas or the movement of the leaves of the trees were the only thing that talked inside the room, the lamp illuminated what was necessary without hurting or forcing the eyes of those who were feeding, he swallowed the amount of food in his mouth and observed his pupil without expression indicating the emotion or feeling “Your skills are deplorable, this week I will have to train you again … What a waste of time” He gave a bite and watched the boy, he stopped chewing and nodded “Thanks Shinazugawa-san, I regret that my performance is not in your expectations” this annoyed the pillar who aggressively put the dishes on the floor “Do not apologize for being an incompetent” raised his voice enough to be heard outside if anyone was there but not too much to be considered a scream. The boy only nodded and continued eating, not that he accepted what he said or wanted him to continue with that thought, no, of course not, he knew very well that he was capable, that although there was always opportunity to learn and grow, it is not that he was in a place of first knowledge or practice as years ago. But in the end he was a pillar, someone more experienced, someone who had taken his body beyond the limit and had perfected his techniques, so he knew what he was saying, right? he just tried to harden him for the fatalities of his work but in the end he had an appreciation for him, even if it was minimal, didn’t he?

Their breaths had no pattern in their fighting movements, the grinding of swords a compass in the dance of the fight for the subjugation of the other, some screams were thrown by the pillar; about the talents and efforts of his pupil, of how they would kill him in the second that fought with a stronger demon, of how he was lucky to remain alive after all this time. Naturally the winner of the match was Sanemi, as the boy parted gasping trying to stabilize his breathing as well as his rhythm and heart pressure “you can’t even use full concentration breathing!” He rebuked “A pillar is your teacher and you don’t even seem to know the basics!” the boy bowed his head “Don’t lower your head when I’m talking to you, brat!” He clenched his jaw and looked up to meet Shinazugawa’s fury, his frowning and his eyes open to no more, his hands clenching the sheath of his weapon “If you follow this way I will get you out of the organization! Do you understand!?” His tone increasingly harsh and firm against him, he bowed in the form of respect “Of course master, it will not happen again, I promise” he returned to his original position and waited for the answer, for several seconds the tense air was static and everything seemed the same way, until he finally spoke “get out of here” he closed his eyes to not see the boy making it clear that if he tried to talk or engage in another interaction there would be punishment.

He bowed again for the last time before walking and leaving him alone. A knot in his throat pressed his insides, threatening to come out and reveal the emotions he felt. Apparently all his efforts had not borne fruit, maybe he was not good enough, so long with his training and not even a compliment, absolutely nothing but reproaches and reprimands, punishments and discouraging comments. Two years of his life trying to improve for the people, to help his and avoid heis suffering turned to dust and carried by the wind to nowhere.

But no person can endure such dealings for too long, at least not him, so the little relationship is further degraded over time. Now, 1 year later everyone was fighting with their lives to try to eradicate the evil that had therefore pressed them against the ground, enjoying their fear and pain.

His head was spinning as his body pricked every possible nerve, his sight barely made aware of the blurry figures in his immediacy, his ears seemed to bleed him, and his body moved involuntarily. What was he doing there?, What was happening?, For a few minutes he totally fainted until he regained it, when his eyelids opened slowly and saw the sky of dawn he felt some peace before his body forced him to take air choking through the puffs and coughed to calm his body, screams and metallic sounds finally reached his ears but did not move, he did not react, his body did not respond, that is why came to him, right, he was in a fight, a big and important fight. He had been one of the few who survived before the pillars ecountered Muzan... But now he had no idea what happened the instant he lay on the floor. When trying to move a wave of pain reached his brain almost making him lie down again but he had to do it, he had to stop and keep fighting even if it was the last thing he did, even if he did not know how he would but he would not give up, walking through the streets, with his hand hanging and the other one leaning against the wall he could see the commotion. He was quite surprised to see a great baby but quickly understood that that being was the first demon, Muzan Kibutsuji, he quickened his pace ignoring any pain or discomfort and instead anger, resentment and so on encouraged his walk.

He watched as Sanemi cut off his arm, reaching the side of the rock pillar and grabbed one of the Kakushi and began to pull with all the strength his body had, the sun and the light reaching every possible corner and burning the demon’s skin tearing apart pieces and then turning them into ash. The peaceful silence compared to the magnitude of the moment, all eyes focused on how slowly it faded until there was only the vestige of its horrors giving way to a new peace.

Days had passed since that miracle but now, there was a certain void, the space left by those who left a strong presence, a reminder that everything was real and that it always would be. His heart had been disrupted and broken just like his mind, he needed to think what he would do now that he no longer needed to fight for the lives of others and his own, everything seemed to be in a fog that prevented him from looking at the future.

In those same days Sanemi began to talk more with the boy but since he served, he wanted nothing to do with all this, less his teacher. The encounters were uncomfortable and forced, meaningless words but with intent on the part of Sanemi, sharp and one-syllable on the part of the pupil if he could still be called in such a way.

On a quiet morning the birds sang to wake everyone up just like the first rays of sun, the futon felt hard against the back of the boy and the cold of the floor was transferred to the fabrics so giving a jester he got up and accommodated the things in the room to go out and walk. At the end he opened the shoji with delicacy, the sound of his steps was dampened thanks to the socks he brought, he went to the common area with a piece of food, squatted and settled to sit with his legs crossed, he took a bite and closed his eyes. He heard and listened to the wind for the first time, the murmurs intertwined with his own thoughts traveling all over his brain, embracing each relief with delicacy.

Not long after he heard another person approaching, but he didn’t flinch until Sanemi spoke “Um, good morning,” he opened his eyes and simply moved his eyes so that his periphery could see it, he bit his tongue a little before speaking “Good morning” even though the tone of his voice did not reflect any emotion it was obvious that he was not so happy to see him or to talk to him. “You got up early” walked up to the boy and started to sit imitating the position of the boy who only nodded and finished eating “I… wanted to talk to you” started again hoping he was willing to listen but happened completely the opposite, the boy stood up and started making his way elsewhere, stopped for a moment “Why are you so kind to me now?” The words barely came out of his mouth but were sharp, not that he wanted to know the answer to his question but his mind could not help remembering all those times when Sanemi was very hard on him, even rude and arrogant, where he simply nodded and did what was asked of him without any complaints, so long trying to establish a relationship or some kind of contact that was more human.

Shinazugawa said a single syllable before boy interrupted “it’s just because you feel guilty, because you have nothing better to do” he frowned and squeezed his lips, some tears resting on the edges he continued walking until he reached another shoji, he grabbed the wood “I don’t want to see you again Shinazugawa-san, I’m leaving this place” Sanemi hearing all this stood up “It’s not what you think” swallowed saliva “(__) I’m sorry.” The boy squeezed the wood and looked at the floor “Me too” was the last thing he said before leaving the room and closing the shoji and to never returning to that place, to forget all the pain that for so long had contained in the depths of his being, letting the wind take away his sorrows and accompany him to a better place.

[winkliee]

Hello, I hope is okay for me to sand a request? If no then you can ignore it.

If yes, then could I request Hantengu (+his clones) meeting a reader who looks the same as his clones? But is tsuguko of the love hashira, his personality is little complicated, one he is very happy but then he is quickly angry, then he gets embarrassed...but he is very kind (and a simp for womans)

I think it would be cute for them to meet reader who looks the same as them!

Hope you understand everything! Bye bye!~

hello, your request is so cute!! unfortunately, i do not write male reader × character :( maybe you can request someone who does! there are plenty other authors who write male reader so you can request them!

[slayfics]

╰─ Muichiro Tokito

</ Series >

╰─ Muichiro’s Mansion Series

The readers journey to becoming Muichiro’s Tsuguko.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 |

╰─ Why him?

Reader is Mitsuri’s sister that develops feelings for Muichiro.

Part 1 | Part 2

╰─ Total Concentration Breathing

Muichiro has a unique way of motivating you to master concentration breathing.

Warnings: aged up, NSFW

Part 1 | Part 2

╰─ Truth or Dare

You play truth or dare along with Muichiro, Obanai, and Mitsuri.

Warnings: aged up, NSFW

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |

</ Drabbles and Oneshots >

╰─ Slay’s Originals

You offer to brush Muichiro’s hair.

You and Muichiro find it hard to sleep.

Muichiro comforts you after you overhear some gossip.

Muichiro gets jealous when another Hashira looks after you.

Muichiro reminds you you’re his Tsuguko.

Muichiro finds it hard to forgive himself when he hurts you.

Muichiro sees too much when helping you with an injury. NSFW themes

Muichiro tries sake for the first time with you.

Muichiro Tokito NSFW Alphabet NSFW

3000 Follower Special

╰─ Requests

You look after a sick Muichiro.

Muichiro looks after you when you pass out.

You make Muichiro a flower crown.

Muichiro pleasures himself to the thought of you. NSFW

You were Muichiro’s childhood friend.

You tell Muichiro you are aromantic.

You give Muichiro different hairstyles.

Muichiro comforts you when you’re sick.

You teach Muichiro about periods.

Muichiro protects you in battle.

You meet Muichiro in the afterlife.

Muichiro uses your attraction for him against you. NSFW themes

Muichiro tries the Grimace Shake.

Muichiro becomes upset when you disobey him in battle. NSFW

Muichiro accidentally walks in on you changing. NSFW themes

Cloud gazing with Muichiro.

Muichiro goes looking for his crow.

Muichiro gives you one of his uniforms.

Muichiro comforts you after a fight with your sibling.

Muichiro comforts you after a rough patch in life.

Muichiro joins you in the hot springs. NSFW themes

You visit Muichiro at the Butterfly Mansion after his battle with Gyokko.

You and Muichiro spend the night at a Wisteria House. NSFW

Muichiro gets tricked by a shapeshifting demon.

Muichiro saves you.

Muichiro breaks up with you.

You get hurt after having an argument with Muichiro.

Muichiro gets jealous when you tend to another demon slayer.

Muichiro gets upset when you don’t take care of yourself.

Muichiro checks on you after a nightmare.

You tend to Muichiro when he’s injured.

Muichiro becomes upset when other demon slayers hit on you.

You visit the hot springs with Muichiro. NSFW

You break up with Muichiro.

You and Muichiro make up after an argument.

Cam Boy Muichiro. NSFW

Muichiro x Male Reader

You join Muichiro’s origami club.

Your sister Shinobu find out you have a crush on Muichiro.

Valentine’s Day with Muichiro.

[marigold-roses]

Sanemi x male tsuguko reader (platonic)

You met Sanemi when he went to fight lowermoon 1 and saw you keeping up with the Kazuki and found you intriguing 

He saw how your breathing style was wind style and thought about maybe taking you under his wing

He then saw you get slashed near the face, a familiar place, the same place his old friend had

Being reminded of that memory ha was about to run in but then you attacked in a swift swing that couldn’t have been wind breathing and he doesn’t think it’s mist breathing either 

you slew the demon but you were badly hurt and you passed out quickly after

He patched you up to the best of his abilities and then got you to the butterfly estate

Sanemi hovered over you when he had time and a lot of people thought to had committed a grave sin to have a Hashira visit you so often and a scary one at that

When you woke up you saw him passed out next to you on a chair which you found amusing

You got up and put him in the bed since he seemed to need it more than you and went to find Shinobu to get some medicine you probably needed

Once you came back Sanemi woke up and when you noticed him you thanked him

“Thank you Hashira-sama, I am in your debt” “If you are in my debt then you will do what I say right?” “...Yes” “Then be my tsuguko” “Your what?” “MY TSUGUKO GODAMNNIT!” 

He asked you to be his tsuguko and you accepted the position with grace since who wouldn’t want to be trained by a hashira like him

Once you recovered you moved into his estate which was called “The Gale estate” which you thought was neat

Sanemi had to admit he wasn’t very sure how to take care of or even attempt to have a good relationship with you but you took the lead being calm and kind to try and establish good terms

You would often start conversations but that didn’t mean you would be the only voice

Sanemi honestly didn’t do much for food and would rather be on missions so snacking on random edible shit would be what he would eat

You after becoming his tsuguko you would not stand this so you cooked lunch and quick snacks that had a good amount of calories and he appreciated it

When he first trains you its more of an exercise for what’s to come and only time for questions

He asks about the breathing technique you used during the battle with lowermoon 1

You explained it was a breathing style you made yourself and was deprived of wind breathing you called it “Zephyr breathing”

Sanemi had you with him almost everywhere he went since he had become so fond of you

Once he felt comfortable he invited you to come to meet his friend and you were ecstatic 

You were met with a grave that you saw was “Masachika” you felt so much honor to be trusted by Sanemi and you hug him and clung to him making him delicious food you poured your soul into

He appreciated it but was kinda embarrassed at how you were acting and kinda babying him, but he absolutely didn’t ask you to stop 

You guys became each other’s emotional support

When you found out Genya was Sanemi’s brother you flipped your lid and ranted to Sanemi about how did he not introduce you to his cute younger brother 

Sanemi gave you the silent treatment after that

It was the first time that he had ever done that so it concerned you a lot so you dropped it

You and him had a long conversation trying to understand and at the end, you both ended up crying and didn’t say a word about it to each other

You had gained almost the same sense of pride as Sanemi but watered down a lot

You didn’t get why Sanemi hated that red-haired demon slayer he seemed nice so you couldn’t relate to his anger 

You like history and like to read about the other history of the world, especially myths and cultures that you can find

[misslili265]

Heyyyyyy... GUYS THIS WILL BE A SERIES

SO IT'S GONNA BE ALMOST ALL THE BOYS IN KIMETSU.

TEAM KAGAYA ( ALL THE MALES HASHIRAS

Kyojuro/Uzui/Gyomei/Obanai/Gyuu/Sanemi/Muichrirou/Kagaya/ Yoriichi/Sabito/Haganezuka/ Shinjuro)

TEAM MUZAN (ALMOST ALL THE MALES

Muzan/Kokushibou and as Mitkatsu /Akaza/Douma/Yushiro/Adult Rui)

THE BOYS ( Tanjiro/Zenitsu/Inosuke/Genya)

🛡 In this context none of the characters are married or minors all of them are adults.

Links:

Part 1 Kyojuro (This one) / Part 2 Tanjiro / Part 3 Obabai / Part 4 Inozuke / Part 5 Gyuu / Part 6 Uzui / Part 7 Yoriichi / Part 8 Akaza / Part 9 Kokushibou / Part 10 Michikatsu / Kagaya / Gyomei 1 / Gyomei 2 / Sanemi 1 / Sanemi 2

Warning ⚠️ IT'S A YANDERE SO YOU CAN SEE DARK THEMES....

THANK YOU MY DEAR READERS, SEE YOU SOON! 

LET'S START WITH OUR FLAME BOY

YANDERE RENGOKU KYOJURO 🔥

He doesn't know you, and how could he? You're new in the place, he doesn't see Obanai that much and so busy between his missions, Kyojuro took the opportunity to visit his conrad. 

But you are already showing the skills as Obanai's Tsuguko. We can't deny is extremely restricted with you, but is also respectful, after all, for the first time he found someone with your talent.

 To Kyojuro It wasn't something like a love-at-first-sight on the first second... or a fantasy, he saw you just in a glance, so he couldn't properly see you still while speaking with Obanai. Until Obanai, as you were passing by, asked Kyojuro to test yours skills.  

After this demand from your sensei, you were apprehensive, after all, it was a Tsuguko against a Hashira.  

Kyojuro amicably agreed. And it was at this exact moment when he could look at you, surprised by your grace. And still processing so much from you Kyojuro said. " Don't worry, miss, I can totally test your skills without hurting you." Kyojuro said these words in a soft tone that was unbeknownst to you or Obanai. And the serpent hashira replied.

"- Don't underestimate her Kyojuro, she can do more than you think. And about you, don't disappoint  me y/n." Said your trainer while he had his reptile circling around his neck.  

Your body was taking the fight position, Obanai had his turning back.

"- And when did I ?" 

 Obanai hid his proud smile under his mask.  

Kyojuro on the other hand was surprised to see someone speak like that to Obanai.  But in reality your trainer was curious, as you could withstand long training sessions with himself at an excellent level.  For the Hashira of the flames, it was all just a formality to be attended to, like a request from a colleague.  

You were in a position to prove something to your sensei. That was your thoughts about it. 

"- So let's go, Miss?"  Said Rengoku, and as you positioned yourself with the sword in stance for confrontation, as Kyojuro was finally shifting his gaze from the serpent's pillar to yours that's when his eyes stared at you, Kyojuro didn't know how to take it, but his wild eyes swallowed you.  

 But someone inside Kyojuro was not defeated, it was the man that you had awakened in him.  All he wanted from now on  was to take you for himself.  Like a unique treasure.  Obanai interrupts the scenarios in Kyojuro's mind as the flame Hashirawas kinda daydreaming about the mysterious woman in front of him, you. 

To Kyojuro it was different from the instinct towards the people he had defended from the onis before.  It was something new, and exciting, that instinctively made him want to protect you at all costs.  Actually your sweet eyes have already defeated him, as you with no fear on them was waiting for the beginning of the test.

"- Don't Take too easy with her, Kyojuro,  I need to see her from outside, she can take it, y/n is strong. "  

But Kyojuro was in a different place... just like a man facing a discovered muse, reflecting a new awakened protective instinct between the mess of his sensations. 

 Kyojuro smiles knowing one more detail about you.  And he responds with a grin. 

 "- As you wish, Obanai."  So after taking a position the two start the dispute.  

Obanai is with his arms crossed analyzing your movements, your feet, joints and things related to the training.  

But we can say that  Kyojuro it's focused on other things… Your forms, your features, your body moving, you were a art work newly discovered by the glowing pillar.  Who takes advantage of the experience. He has to touch you with every blow, even if you don't notice.  And with every gesture where your skins meet by Rengoku's expertise, Kyojuro feels that you could be hotter than the most powerful technique that he possesses, totally melting the young man's heart as he sees you dancing graciously around him with your blue Nichirin. 

"- How beautiful can she be? Unbelievable... I need... but I can't... ut there's no way to avoid it. Oh y/n… you leave me no choice, my dear."  Says his noisy mind.

The contest ends, Kyojuro it's the winner ofcourse but let's be fair you don't have the same experience as the flame hashira , even though your target has been hit. Because anyway, your coach is happy with your performance.  

"- I told you Kyojuro."  

"- You were right Obanai, she is spectacular."  Speak Kyojuro. 

 Finally with the sharp, intelligent mind he possesses, Obanai captures something in midair.  And even if you didn't realize Kyojuro's admiration, although you also couldn't deny that he was wonderful in every way when you saw him.  Kyojuro stares at you with flaming eyes unreservedly.  

Obanai's suspicious become real as he listen the follow words.

"-Obanai, please I want to propose to you, I realized during the dispute that y/n, has some moves that I am specialized in, to improve. Would you let me train her?"  

Obanai looks him in the eyes, understanding what it is really about, but the reality is that your training with the Serpent Hashira was over.  Even with a certain fear, Obanai allowed it to be so. 

Obanai nodded at Kyojuro.

 Kyojuro quickly calls up to you. "- Y/n- chan, pack your things, you'll come with me, I'll dedicate myself to training you personally.

 "- Kyojuro?" Said Obanai. 

Kyojuro looks at him intrigued.

"- I think you've already been defeated." And saying this Obanai leaves. Letting Kyojuro even more thoughtful.

After getting your things ready, you leave with the pillar of flames, who is euphoric. He feels chaty and starts to share about his life, with you. 

"Y/n- chan, I have a younger brother and my father in my home, but my father doesn't behave well, so we need a different place, I will arrange it, but tonight you will sleep in my current house, tomorrow we will have a new place. 

You, without hesitation, agree. 

Kyojuro, walking in front of you suddenly stops, you can see the beautiful purple smooth what he offers to you, a beautiful flower, which he saw when he crossed the path. 

You couldn't deny that his attitude was very kind. "- Oh, that's just lovely, Kyojuro-Kun, thank you very much, you said smiling. 

 Your eyes had already bewitched him before, but your smile had the final knockout on him. 

 And how can you not be flattered by a gift given by Rengoku Kyojuro?  

You continue to walk while Kyojuro is talking about how you did and how he intends to "correct" your training, you are full of hope and expectations.  And then, you arrive at your destination, the Rengoku house.  

Senjuro is sitting outside, drinking tea while he swings his little legs.  Upon spotting Kyojuro, Senjuro waves.  "- Hello Brother."  

You think how adorable that scene is and comment with Kyojuro.  Who is now inside, seeing your kindness, is just on his knees for you.  

You were introduced to Senjuro, but Shinjuro was away drinking.

  The night arrives and with all the hospitality, you are received by the Rengoku's brothers.

  Kyojuro after the long walk at night has prepared your bath.  

You see everything the handsome man does and find it unbelievable that he is so polite and kind. 

 "- Thank you, Kyojuro-Kun."

  "- Only Kyojuro, please y/n." The tone of voice is different and it sounds soft, almost a whisper. You feel a certain heat rise on your face. But your mind focuses on your bath. 

Then you go inside of the amazing ofuro, Kyojuro prepares everything so carefully putting all the possible aromas in it. 

As you get in It was so delightful, the temperature, the smell and everything else. You felt your muscles surrender to the hot water. When you got out of the bath and put on clothes other than the uniform for the meal, you couldn't imagine Kyojuro's reaction.  That man totally fluttered. The dress that you are in puts his mind just in a mad way. Your dress is made of light fabric that marks your shapes, your wet hair and the aroma in which you were enveloped spreads through the environment.

As your beautiful dress, doesn't miss it and moves with the touch of the wind that enters the house leaves Kyojuro hypnotized.  

 He gets up and goes to you, bringing his face much closer than someone would. 

"- Come, we made a meal for you." Says Kyojuro, taking you gently by the hand, he moves it with moderate force so that you sit right next to him. 

"- Brother, there's more space here if you want."  Said Senjuro in his beautiful innocence. 

 "- Oh thank you, Senjuro, but y/n is fine here, isn't it?"  He looks at you with watchful eyes for an answer.  But for the first time it was a look where there was no room for an opposite word. 

 "- Ahmm...yes Senjuro, I'm good here."  You say politely and smile at the adorable boy.

  The sound of porcelain touching the table distracts your attention.  A generous plate is set before you.  "-  Oh, Kyojuro, I can't eat this giant plate haha, but thank you."  

He laughs out loud and suddenly you feel a duplin being put in your mouth.

  "- Don't worry, I'll help you." 

 You didn't understand, but as you thought you would soon be back at Obanai's mansion, where it was determined that you would stay, you didn't worry, although those eyes, hair, and that angelic face and smile, were slowly imprisoning you.  "- hmmm this is delicious."

  "- We are glad that you liked it."  He said in a whisper, as he put more food in your mouth. 

 "- Kyojuro, I'll take it from here, haha." Said you laughing, trying to break the awkwardness of the environment.

 "- Ah...yes...of course, Y/n." Rengoku's tone played this time like a sad melody. And seeing him like that, you felt bad. 

"-But the ones you gave me were delicious, thank you." 

His face lights up like the sun again, and he smiles at you. 

It's night, and though you always eat your meals in clothes. casually, it was time to hunt  the onis. So after the meal you went to your room and dressed in your uniform. 

Kyojuro suddenly appears in your room.

 "- Why the uniform y/n?" 

You in surprise say. "- We need to go , it's already dark, let's get to work."

Kyojuro bursts into laughter, the Hashira strong hands are on his stomach as he bends over laughing to the fullest. 

You watch him curiously. As his laugh fades he says. "- My dear, y/n, you will only hunt onis when we improve your techniques, now it's not the time, or it would be dangerous for you."

As you heard that you tried to say the most logical thing, to convince him.

 "- Kyojuro I understand your concern but I already have to go out every night to do that, like any Tsuguko."

 He walks slowly towards you as his flame-colored eyes slowly warm you.  

Putting your hair on the right side with his hand as he looks kindly at your ear, he says almost whispering. 

"- You're not just like any Tsuguko, you're special, you can't get hurt, so my decision is, you'll stay here tonight."  Rengoku's tone was kind, affectionate, and flattering, but it was clear it was an order from a superior.  You cautiously tried once more. Getting something different from his part.

 "- But I also don't want you to get hurt, Kyojuro, so wouldn't it be better if I went with you?"  

"- Smart woman, aren't you?"

 He smirks at you.  And slowly approach, put one of his hands behind your back towards your waist.  You just don't move.  The various sensations that go through your mind are not easy to decipher.

What is this subliminal domain that Kyojuro exercises that you can't escape?  

It is possible to see the amber eyes move across your entire face, as it's like someone trying to memorize every detail. 

 Slowly the hand behind your body little by little brings you closer to the pillar in front of you. Whispering he speaks. "- Y/n, are you really worried about me dear ? An experienced Hashira like me and your superior? Just imagine how I feel, I wouldn't forgive me if you suffered the slightest scratch on your skin."  

Kyojuro took any further statements from your lips, but he added something on it that you wouldn't forget. 

 A quick peck of his lips is tried on yours.  

He stops for a moment to observe your reaction and realizes that you are immobile, so Kyojuro goes back to touch your mouth, he kisses you softly and gradually the kiss becomes deep.  

You are paralyzed, but even so, you kiss him back, because Kyojuro, despite your strongest efforts, is impossible to resist. 

 He continues, running his hands over your face, neck and pressing you against the strong body that he possesses.  You can feel the softness and at the same time the firmness of a body built over time. 

 Kyojuro keeps going, he doesn't care if you need to breathe, he doesn't detach from your lips, it's just so intense. And after making you a consumed prey he lets you go.  

You feel dizzy.  And breathe deeply after the kiss. 

 Kyojuro still seriously, looking at your lips, brushing his thumb on it passionately, as he tells you. 

"- I'll be back soon, let's be together again. Save your sweet nectar for me, y/n, I just can't live without it anymore."

 He kisses your forehead and says goodbye. 

A good sentence to define all that you are now is, "a total mess"...you weren't sure what to do. You were delighted with your face burning like Kyojuro's eyes…and at the same time feeling guilty by the situation.

 But you decided to just lie down and think about everything that had happened. You changed again, putting on your nightgown to try to relax a little by yourself. Your nightgown it's made with a beautiful white French lace and with a slit, a beautiful and comfortable, a gift worthy of the Hashira of love, Mitsuri Kanroji. 

 As you lie down and replay the images in your mind, the blood rushes through your veins, and you remember every detail, but you need to sleep, so you do. 

Upon waking up, and looking around you felt like a child being teleported from a place to another, the environment is totally different from the one you were. And unidentifiable. 

"- Good morning my queen, here's your breakfast." But the voice is familiar. So you hear your head turn from the place around and your eyes meet Kyojuro, who has in his hands a beautiful silver tray full of delicious items. 

"- What's going on, Kyojuro?"

 "- Oh, honey, I've told you before we arrived, don't you remember? That we would have a new place to stay?" Says Kyojuro, putting a toast with cherry jam in your mouth. 

 "-But Kyojuro--".  

"- Shhh shhhhh my honey…" He swallows you entirely with his eyes and continues.

 "I love the item you wear. I will buy more of these, a red one, definitely. "  He says while with the back of his hand gently traveling along your slit, touching your skin he goes around your exposed leg.  Kyojuro's eyes are thirsty. 

 You feel your heart flutter, but this time it wasn't for the same reason as the kiss or even the caresses of the angelic creature before you.  But by noticing that the place you are in is a captivity.

  "- Oh, my love, don't worry, you'll never take any risk again, I promise. You'll have everything you want. I just don't allow you to get hurt. This it's unacceptable. Here, I can love you forever, without fear of losing you... to any danger. Y/n... I love you and now you are mine... forever."  Says Kyojuro fill of sweetness in your ear, as he slowly descends with his lips kissing all over your neck. 

 You were kidnapped by the flame Hashira. "You are all that he wants, and needs his protection. He is the only one who can do it. "    

  These are his thoughts ...

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your friend

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when someone kisses your hand

you wander off

you get drunk

being his tsuguko and going to the hot springs

he thinks you’re weak

with a black tsuguko that wears a mask

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telling them you’re pregnant while doing the Devil’s tangopt.2

taking a bath

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telling them you’re pregnant while doing the Devil’s tangopt.2

taking a bath

being his tsuguko and being madly in love with him

short angst

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telling them you’re pregnant while doing the Devil’s tangopt.2

Uppermoon reader (submission)

Scolding him

Breeding

You’re sick

You want an abortion

Yandere Muzan

Putting your head on his chest

You’re missing

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telling them you’re pregnant while doing the Devil’s tangopt.2

taking a bath

you get hurt

overstimulating you

you can’t walk

you get drunk

sassy demon slayer s/o

he has feelings

he’s obsessed with you

you touch his man tibbies

you like cute things (male y/n)

how he flirts with you

finding out he’s a demon

11 and 27 with Douma

he likes dressing you up

infiltrating the cult but Douma catches you pt.2 pt.3

modern Douma

delusional Douma

watching you run to your s/o

Putting his head on your chest

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taking a bath

how he flirts with you

being his friend

he loves you

watching you run to your s/o

Putting your head on his chest

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you turn into a demon

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telling ghost stories

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she teaches you how to cook

she’s your idol

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he sees you doing a sneaky sneakpt.2 pt.3 pt.4

reader disguised as an oiranpt.2 pt.3

masochist reader

watching you run to your s/o

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reader disguised as an oiranpt.2 pt.3

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Akaza ♥

how he flirts with you

Akaza with pregnant s/o

asking reader to become a demon

baby daddy Akaza smut

watching you run to your s/o

Putting his head on your chest

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breeding with Yandere Yoriichi pt.2 pt.3 pt.4

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Being his (Karaku)

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hey there! how are u?

hope I'm not bothering but could u write (separate) Headcanons of Sanemi Shinazugawa and Kyojuro Rengoku x Male Tsuguko! Reader?

Reader went on a mission alone and never came back, he was missing. Weeks later, Sanemi/Kyojuro finds them as a demon.

If u only write one character per request, i prefer Sanemi! But it's up to u

Thanks in advance!

"You... As a demon?"

Sanemi/Rengoku x Male Tsuguko! Reader

Summary: Where the reader disappears on a mission and weeks later is found by them, but not in the way they imagined.

Warnings: mentions of death (beheading), angst with no happy ending on Sanemi's part, angst with two endings on Rengoku's part (happy and sad). It can be read as platonic, or romantic.

Rengoku Kyojuro:

☆ When [Name] was called for a mission, he immediately felt a bad feeling. But the smile never left his face. He trusted his tsuguko. He trusted in his strength.

☆ The young man was at Rengoku's house, training with him a few minutes before going to the mission location. When the training was over, Rengoku couldn't help but pat his head gently, and whisper some sweet words: "Come back alive and well, I'll be waiting for you."

☆ And with a wave of his hand and a smile, he walked away from Kyojuro's mansion. That's the last memory he has of [Name]. His tsuguko disappeared a few days ago and it bothers him a lot.

☆ He knows that that mission should have ended in a short time, no ordinary mission takes that long. This releases a very rare Rengoku to see, he seemed a step calmer and more thoughtful, but still hopeful.

☆ And that motivates him to go after [Name]. Normally, the corps would have already declared the young Tsuguko dead, but Kyojuro wouldn't allow it. He would never consider something like this before seeing it with his own eyes.

☆ And that's where he finds his much-loved Tsuguko. But never in the way he wanted to find him. Here, we have two options: If [Name] was an oni like Nezuko, he would definitely believe in his purity. He was the first of the Hashiras to support the Kamado siblings after Tomioka, and if he knew that he refused to kill any human all this time, he would be touched by his self control and kindness. Even if the boy refused to be helped and didn't trust himself, Kyojuro would never leave him in that state. And even if Nezuko didn't exist, he would see the nobility in his heart.

☆ But if the young tsuguko isn't acting rationally and doesn't seem to regain his humanity, he wouldn't hesitate to eliminate him. He wouldn't do it coldly, though. He would try to talk to [Name], understand why and how this happened. But the boy was unable to respond. So, in order not to soil his past, his legacy and his old self, he puts an end to the demon.

☆ He spent many days sad. Kyojuro knows that this is the destiny of demon hunters, death. Oyakata-sama always told him that, and so did his father. Still, it hurts. Killing someone you truly love is never and will never be easy. Even so, he managed to return to normal. [Name] would hate to see him cry, and now that he's no longer here to show his happiness, Kyojuro will have to smile for two people. For him, and for his tsuguko.

Shinazugawa Sanemi:

☆ Sanemi was the typical annoying and aggressive teacher. Do something wrong and his tsuguko will receive at least one ear tug. It's just his way of showing that he's afraid of losing those he considers important.

☆ That's why when [Name] is called on a mission alone, he doesn't let his tsuguko participate. "You're not going without me, you idiot. You're as weak as a leaf and I'll punch you until you lose consciousness if you come back hurt." [Name] knows he doesn't mean it.

☆ But, it's not like he could override a request from his superiors. Very reluctantly, he lets [Name] go on the mission. Secretly, he prays for his safe return. Not that he confesses that he ever did it. But when the boy doesn't come back, he feels that something very bad has happened.

☆ It doesn't even take two days for him to run after [Name]. His tsuguko didn't send a single letter, and that was a problem for him.

☆ When he encountered [Name] as an oni, he would panic. But not the ones where the person starts crying, no no. He would fly into a rage. If his tsuguko was like Nezuko, he would be incredulous. That would irritate him even more, how can an oni still carry the personality it had before? Shinazugawa would never believe that oni could be trusted, no matter who they were.

☆ But it's still hell. He hates this feeling. He hated seeing how [Name] cried while looking at him. Hated seeing how gently he smiled as he was decapitated, as if it didn't hurt and as if it was the right thing to do. His legs weakened when he saw his body gradually disappearing, and he couldn't help but hold his head in his lap before he ceased to exist.

☆ As I said, hatred and rage would invade him. Not for [Name], but for all the oni, and especially for the one who took away one of the people he cared about most. Sanemi cried hugging his clothes, and cried again in his grave, alone. After that, he became much more protective of Genya, and never considered the idea of having a Tsuguko again. He could not bear another loss.

☆ Is he really doomed to be alone forever? Why is fate so cruel and sadistic towards him? He doesn't deserve this, [Name] didn't deserve to have his soul soiled by a disgusting demon.

Author's note (my notes :P)!

I hope it was the way you imagined it, and that it met your expectations! Btw all of you who send asks never bother me, ok?

I really enjoyed doing this here, seriously. (⁠づ⁠｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠づ

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Hii can i request a sanemi with a tsuguko male reader? Sanemi is being rough and harsh on reader on his trainings or literally everything because he wants his successor to be strong and can protect himself but then he starts to warm up to reader and eventually have feelings but in denial, like mutual pining or whatever you call it

A/n: Gladly! Hope you enjoy!

HIS SUCCESSOR

Character(s): Sanemi Shinazugawa

Type of reader: M!Reader

Category: Fluff🥰✨

Warning(s): None

Edited: ❌

You did one last harsh swing of your sword before taking a knee.

“Get your ass up. There’s no room for breaks if you want to be the next wind Hashira!” Sanemi shouted. You exhaled through your noes and nodded.

“Hai!” You exclaimed and stood back up your legs a bit wobbly but you pushed through it and continued learning each breathing style Sanemi had showed you.

“Don’t create an opening for the enemy!” Sanemi shouted. “Hai!” Soon evening had came and you were exhausted. Your arms ached and your legs did to, but that’s just to let you know you’re getting stronger.

Even out of training Sanemi was harsh to you and rough to you just to toughen you up so you’ll be just as strong as him and not rely on others help.

To you this was a blessing being able to stand in front of a Hashira, especially Sanemi, the wind Hashira himself. Over time Sanemi started to warm up to you and giving you compliments during your training and after your training and that did motivate you by a lot.

Eventually Sanemi had found he liked you but kept denying it. You and Sanemi silently ate. He looked at you for a few seconds taking in your features.

He didn’t notice it by his grip was tightening around the cup that contained his tea till it finally cracked making you jump. “Are you alright Sanemi-Sama?” You asked quickly. Sanemi’s cheeks had a slight pinkish hue on them and you noticed this.

“Are you feeling alright?” You asked and placed a hand on his forehead. His face got redder before he quickly stood up and mumbled he’s going to go outside and get some air.

You jumped when he slammed the door shut confusion written all over your face. Sanemi exhaled as he pushed his hair back trying his best to calm himself down.

Why was he so attracted to you? It didn’t make any sense to him. You were his tsugoku. Having these silly feelings would only hurt him deep down if this continues on.

He already knows you have no interests in him. So wha- “Sanemi-Sama?” You said peeking your head outside. Sanemi flinched when he heard your voice.

“What is it?” Sanemi asked and looked somewhere else that wasn’t you. “I can tell something’s bothering you, please tell me.” You said and approached Sanemi. “Stay right there!” Sanemi shouted surprising you.

“Please tell me what’s wrong. And why won’t you look at me? Did I do something wrong?” You asked him ignoring his order to stay put. Sanemi didn’t answer you which kind of made you upset. So you stood in front of him.

“Stop trying to avoid the question. Tell me what’s bothering you.” You said to Sanemi who lightly bit on his lip a scowl present on his face before he exhaled. “….you…” Sanemi mumbled. “Can you repeat that?” “I….you…” Sanemi mumbled again. “Sorry, I still can’t here you-“ “I said I like you for fucks sake!!” Sanemi shouted.

Your eyes widened like really wide. “I like you too Sanemi-Sama!” You said with a smile. Sanemi knew you were talking about in a friend type of way which just pissed him off more.

“I don’t like you as a tsugoku or a friend Y/n. I like you more than a friend…” Sanemi said as his expression became slightly soft and his voice was softer and lighter.

“I’ve already knew that. That’s why I said I like you too Sanemi-Sama.” You said with a smile. Sanemi’s face blew up into a heat as he covered his face embarrassed.

You lightly laughed as you brought Sanemi back inside to eat eventually you two talked it out and soon you two became a couple.