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cutieeva · 17 days ago

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Snow and Rose

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 Female reader

Warnings : Murders. Violence.

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒

❛ 愛 ❜

He was filthy. Made to be discard and dislike and disgust hence the reason he even did not dare utter the pure words of love to the one he grew to not dislike however it all changed when he saved a woman. An peculiar one with taste of adressing herself as a snow and him, a disfigured man—rose

It was the first night of the winter. Crimson petal of rose slowly fell atop of the untainted white snow. To be honest the blush fall on the snow looked breathtaking. So beautifully vast yet together by nature almost seem like the destiny also choose in the harshest winter will bear the most adored rose to be seen.

The first time she saw them, it was unsuited together yet now if this was her last image of the world's beauty before withering away. She is thankful enough, smiling under the cold whiteness where she lay, drenched in her blood surround her and pain numb little by little. Now that her vision fading she wish to indulged the nature of destiny more. She wish to find her own rose in the snow, a lover she meant and perhaps children too. ? How odd of her to even question of her own wish to bear children when she knows no rose is there for her.

As the roses always wirther, unsuited to the snow like she thought, no one likes snow. Even those who believed to like only do for few weeks, months not years, certainly not decades.

Snow as beautiful is cold, far cold she realize after embracing in the ground, blush of her skin drying and tears gather to flow silently.

How she wished to see the sunrise for the last time. One last time before passing to void of nothing, she knew heaven and hell were only words for fear to do good despite being surround by hell. One last tear roll down as she embrace the death when a crunch of foot earned her sight.

Eyes rolling to see the demon, the culprit of her death towering surprise to feel the drop of crimson. Not one from the rose petal rather of blood along stench of someone's death coloring the sliver sword he holds. He who is not the demon her mind knows at least, however an stranger wrapped in black cloth like the void of night and white cloth wrap around his mouth with snake rest upon his neck. His eyes, Unusual she ever seen one teal and another yellow.

His gaze bore at her, laying on the snow and blood circle around her like an painting of death with petals of rose fallen near her forehead almost seem like an crown of farewell flowers. She looks utterly and hauntingly beautiful he is afraid to say the rose suit her with the snow. Even her tears of sorrow paint her beautiful. His eyes locked on those (E/C) eyes that he forgot it's close and pale hue cover her entirity.

Like a bleak of a man his knee bend down, fingers almost curl refuse to taint the body by brushing his filthy touch yet with gentle he never grace one with did he hold her, cold sweep into his warmth and her body in his hand vulnerably he embrace her clothed part more to begin walking the path of his home where many also lives.

Pain greet her awake, her sight met with the white ceiling of a house than the void of nothing she expected. The pain in her body told her the answer of her life. She is alive and the beautiful nature of rose met snow was not her last image of mother earth's beauty nor the man she viewed.

The man in question is none where to seen when the door slide open stand a beautiful woman, smiling gently. "She must like butterfly". (Y/N) judged from the hair pin of butterfly to her dress print.

"Ara, Ara, you are awake. I see". (Y/N) bow to the woman despite the pain in her stomach yet her face remain unchanged. Stoic as before. "Do not distress yourself further. I fear your present state is one of considerable pain." The woman came closer to find indeed the blood taint the white again.

(Y/N) apologize softly.

"No apologies necessary, I assure you." Her laugh was melodies that the man almost slip her mind.

"Oh. A man, with snake around his neck ?" She continue, her eyes as if reliving the time. "Have you seen him ?" The actions of that woman's hand pause and staring at those purple eyes oddly seem empty and lost.

"I do. He is one of the demon slayers". Strange words. Demon slayers and demons. Both belonged to monstrous fairytales she never liked to read and now very real to see, one was eater almost pushed her to the edge of life and another an savior, retrieve her life yet both interwoven with one another.

"Oh. Would you be so kind as to inform me of his whereabouts, that I may pay my respects ?" The woman stare at (Y/N). No human she ever seen so indifferent to the word demon. One must bear some hatred or kindness or any emotions linked. Never indifference. Perhaps the lack is what present her so different however naïve to the laws of world.

"You may, he will be found next door, precisely where the wounded gentlemen resides." Her finger point to near the door of (Y/N)'s right and she nod.

"Thank you". She stood to the woman's surprise and walk with difficulty to the next door, sliding open to find three young lads on the bed with another beautiful woman with pink hair and that man. That man's soften gaze saw her bend her body to bow and utter the words she truly felt from the core of her heart.

"Thank you for saving me" . The tone and the face remained unchanged however those eyes he notice was pure, clearance with courage Obanai swears. Courage he won't be rewarded, not with the blood in his veins.

"It was my duty". He replied, turning away from her and she left quietly. All were too suprise to intervene the tight tension darting from the unknown to the cold demon slayer. He who thought their first words exchange to be the last.

However here she is, sitting beside Tanjiro, applying herbs like the gentle caress of a mother to his wounds he receive from Obanai during their period of training. A furrow appear in his brows, why is she here ? His eyes slide to the stomach cover by her cloth and by movements of her body she appears to be healthy.

Soon he learnt after she recovered did she request to dedicate herself to nursing she was by experience and Shindou welcomed her. What a play of destiny he thought watching intently how with unchanged poise she clean one gruesome wound than previous.

"How calm". He wonders, how can a woman be so devoid of expression ? Even Shinobu plaster a smile and here she is, and was at her last breath crafted the same expression.

"I offer my sincerest gratitude, your expertise is truly remarkable." Tanjior in his cherry voice smiled large and she returned only with a nod. He narrow his eyes, was she also poise in front of the culprit of her death ? Or did she cried, begged or perhaps— .

"The gentleman is cleared to depart." Her words directly to the older demon slayer and he nod, averting gaze with someone first because of how unashamed they were. He took him alongside and wish to never view her.

What a foolish thing to pray when she is at his each sight. One time brooming with the little girls despite them playing, laughing and joining her hands to round each other she only played along unchanged as if her soul was not present while her body was.

Another time dusting and cleaning the injury manor and he was there, yet not once she glanced or tries to word with him. Not that he desired so rather finding her like an puzzle. So locked unlike Mitsuri who is like the sun, bright and bathed in pureness and free like an open book he can read. Even that butterfly demon slayer seem easier to understand than she. A lady with unfamiliar origin, name he didn't care to learn and expression never change.

Upon another occasion, a youthful trainee, gravely injured, was brought forth, his face snarl in pain and half his form scorched by the ravages of fire yet she didn't so little flinch. She beheld the charred flesh, and with unflinching resolve, set about healing the wounds. It made him wonder again would she grasp, be horrified or pity the demon slayer if she shown her the scar in his— shaking such filthy words, he walked down that time.

"(Y/N) hurry, the Serpent Hashira and the Wind Hashira needs help !" She pause in her hurried steps. Her savior was in need and the thought to return the debt come to her mind. Her feet went to the room watching the two strongest demon slayers swallowing pain as they lay on the bed. "One of the demons poisoned them so the little wounds are deadly".

Her trembling hands took the medicines and herbs, as being advised she about to touch the Serpent Hashira, he wield his sharp sword to her chin, little inches away and his snake hiss. "Don't come near me". His words tender yet the sentences chilling sharp and she can not help ponder why.

"What ? we don't have male—".

"Let me do my own". He cut the argue he finds not needed.

"However you have no knowle—". Kanao tries to change his mind for good.

"I can!" he asserted, the crimson-tinted the binding around his mouth and voice bending into whisper with his pale skin whiter. (Y/N) is afraid the poison rushing faster.

"By all means, proceed. But heed my caution: observe my movements, then replicate, lest harm ensues. Do you understood ?" Obanai who never thought her to spoke nod and took the medicines and clothes. (Y/N) note the wounds are in his arm, thigh and shoulder thus she walk beside him to another silent room—she assume his room and sat, turning face away to hear the shuffles of clothes unraveling and she begin to show on her clothed body while he remain silent, save for the occasionally groans and strainted huffs.

"Completed". She nod and he finally turn his eyes at her back, wondering why she is unmoved.

"May I see your work, that I might judge its merit ?" She hoped to have yes however deep inside the answer was spoken in silent already.

"No". No. As she expected and nod to maneuver towards his clothed self and about to stand at her feet when Obanai narrow his eyes in displease. That expression and lack of words. Always of few words, indifference and unafraid. All of the qualities he wished he had within himself. Indifference of other's eyes, unafraid of the past and courageous.

Implused by his deranged thoughts and in daze of his wound. "Would you be scared of this ?" Uncaring he rip the binding of his mouth, the cool breeze brush against the dreadful scar that is still fresh in his memory. His eyes close like the binding was a relieve of pain however he waited. For a strangling scream, disgust grasp, pity words or anything. Save for the errie silence.

Each muscle of his body tense at the feel of an soft touch at the corner of his lips and his hand shoot up holding her wrist and eyes wide to be face at her expression. And indeed it was not in vain.

Alas, the rosy flush that painted her entire visage, and the demure shimmer in those crystalline eyes, told a tale he had not expected to behold. Even her skin blushed from his touch alone.

A hatred twist his inside as he swing her hand and yelled harsh. "Get out !" She flinch and run out. His head buried in his palm, he did not intent to yell, however what could he had done if that bewitching woman's expression did not just brew a hope in his heart. A hope no one did and he himself dare not aknowledge.

"What was that ?" Bewildered he erased her image of blush.

He must have frighten her because the few days later she was none of his sight and it was unknown how he felt so he walked to his room when the moon's shine lighten on the letter slide to the gap of the door. His finger touch the paper and read. 'To the respected Serpent Hashira. From (L/N) (Y/N).'

An name he is unfamiliar could only belonged to that woman. "(Y/N)". The name roll down his flesh, sounding hauntingly pleasant. He grip the paper hard and went inside. First he sit and grab the candle near the paper he almost wish to burn, not read any words behind the paper. Still his curiosity drive him to open and unfold the smooth lines of paper.

'You might have forgetten what had occur to the day of your injury yet I do not and thus the letter was crafted, whether view it as an unworthful letter or cowardly one, it's your choice however I won't delay your time and say the words I had not courage to utter in front of you that the scar you showed me was in my view an scar of loathe, pain and sorrow of the past because the way it's craved could not be done willingly—' Obanai turn away from the paper, unwelcomed memories slit his mind and fill his vision.

"Useless". He deemed the paper and the fire of the candle so close however something, perhaps hope convince him to read further.

"My intention was not to recall your unpleasant memories however I had to because the next words I say might desire you to kill me even hate me I fear, because your wound blossoms red like the petals of rose, breathtakingly beautiful, so beautiful that I was mesmerized. I am wretched for holding dear and falling in love with the sorrow you might have, the very thing I am in love is the one you hate, so please it's not a letter of forgiveness because do not forgive me. Do not forgive me ever".

His hand fell limp as fingers still grip on the paper become tighter than ever and the candle's light illuminate his fiery blush face and the glistening rims of his eyes betrayed a depth of feeling he could hardly grasp.

"Is it not a confession ?" His other palm cover his face and brush upon the binding that for the first time did not evoke feelings of revulsion and disgust rather sentiments he had not felt for anyone, not even the love Hashira. Because the unpleasant memories dissipated the moment his scar made contact, replaced by her passion words, which floated in his vision like ethereal whispers.

At the early rise of the sun Obanai ran to the butterfly manor to find her not Kanon who raise a eyebrow and continue her duty.

"Might I inquire as to the present location of Miss (L/N) ?" His question made her confuse before sighing.

"Good heavens! You haven't heard ? She resigned, having met my elder sister in person and left a letter for us all, though, alas, it reveals nothing of her destination." Her voice somber reflections on the departure of the benevolent lady, whom she had not had the opportunity to bid farewell, a circumstance that pained her, much like her sister.

The words save for the resigned tune out. The sounds distant and dishonest. H-how could it ? How could it be ? When she confessed her love merely yesterday ? "The letter ? May I see it ?" She hand over the paper he unfold to read and yes, it's her farewell for eternal. How cruel, she left. He almost threw the paper in fit of rage but he knew better and did not.

She is one cowardly woman he ever met.

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A red rose.

The first single rose appear at (Y/N)'s doorstep was few weeks later she moved from the demon slayer's corps to a small village little further from the branch and the house she stay was bearable and decent food was nearby to attend. The real reason she left was due to the passion confession her heart forced her hand to give however when she comes to realize the man she was giving and his profession was, she decide to separate herself.

Because the man would never love her back and his profession was oath to death, no sense of life was guaranteed and she swears the heartbreak of future could not stitch the patchs of broken heart.

From childhood she watched her mother obedient like a pet to her father and never replied back and his father always remained gentleman and cold. Very different than the fairytales she dislike yet reads for the sake of befriending others.

Soon growing up she realize because of the unspoken law of marriage. A wife is a doll of his husband who married for the sake of duty. They were not in love instead tied down in duty where she, the child was a bond they had to create by society's pressure and sheding her innocence to adulthood, it's her time to take the role of doll for someone else.

And at first few men did choose her, some even confess their love but after few months they left, giving the ring of their betrothed away.

"Your demeanor is as frigid as the grave. How might I be expected to harbor affection for one so seemingly devoid of vitality?"

"(Y/N), I must confess, it pains me to consider the possibility that you do not return my ardent affections. Your demeanor suggests a certain...indifference towards me."

"Miss (L/N), though I have always held your beauty in the highest esteem and affection however our spent time leads my heart yearns for a deeper connection. I confess, I covet a love that stems from genuine attachment, not mere obligation."

"If your heart truly beats for mine, then demonstrate your affection through tender compassion ! Speak words of endearment, that I might be assured of your love !"

Some were good, some were spoiled and some greedy yet what common in them was their speech of words of how cold she is and like snow she is beautifully admired—not loved. To be honest she hated all the men that left her, even if some were really good she loathe them. Why ? Because none tried to know the dept of her love for them because she did love them, each and every one of them. Yes ! not as deep as the love of Zhi Nü for Niu Lang. Still she did, what she couldn't was to express them. She simply does not know. Words were not easy to utter as she wanted and affections never surface properly.

Also their love was not worth if they left so easily leading her to become spinster and out of roof as for her family's reputation she was a staint so she left, no cries, pleads or any attachment. What prevails her is that quiet tears still roll down.

Leading her at the first night to encounter a hungry demon and that man, she for and realize after viewing his scar. He awoke a whole world inside her she was hidden from and now she can not help wonder if she had known him better could she bear courage to court him.

Red rose on top of the snow. Her sight snap to the ruby hue and turn to the vase inside the house already had seven more red rose rest. Adding this will be seven. It's strange no one comes to mind who would give her flowers like a secret admirer. Like confessing secret love to her.

With steps that softly crunched above the winter's white blanket, she approached the flower, its beauty unmarred by frost's chill grasp. Her fingers enveloped its slender stem free of thorns. The rose errierly remind her of him. His beauty of an rose and sharp gaze of thorn to protect. Perhaps thus she collect the roses.

☯

Slap !

Embracing her new role as a cleaning worker in the village proved daunting for her. As both a woman and alone seen beneath of men after all.

"Your defiance has cost us dearly. You should have layed your body at the customer's whims equals to a king's demands, were left unfulfilled. Your stubbornness has turned gold to dust. You ungrateful witch !" The pain at her cheek throb and she lowered her head, choosing silence, closing eyes to feel the next and next until the wife of the owner hold his hand.

"Oh dearie, this is a noodle shop. Not a brothel, what she had done is right because imagine rumors spreading of our humble restaurant turning into selling women. How bad is it not ?" His wife in tender voice trap him in sprouts of nonsense and he, halting and debating the words.

(Y/N) gratitude the lady in mind and caught sign of her hand twisting towards exit. "Go out". With eyes darting in secretion (Y/N) bow to her and quietly walked away from the unfair abuse and her night shift.

☯

Chirps of bird and noise of hens awake her and ignoring the ache in her cheeks she walk to the door and her eyes wide and mind in confusion.

She blink once, twice and slowly, very slowly walk on the snow to the center where a folded man's cloth is layed above blood with a rose on the side. The eighth rose. Her (E/C) eyes stare at the cloth for moments before walking to the noodle owner's house that is few walks away and not long a cry of agony rip out.

Her walk slow down and she watched the crowd form and the wife's cries in her corpse husband's body that is naked and blood sweeping from the stabs in his stomach and dried blood from the hole of his either cheeks. Pity bleed within (Y/N) for the newly widow— not the man. He deserved it and a happiness bloom thinking how length of love her secret admirer bear.

She went to her yard again and the cloth vanish and blood buried leaving the rose and a letter. "Was he here ?" A shiver ran her spine, glancing around to spot only to be failed and she read the letter.

'I am not good with words however what I am good is at welding swords and that man deserve equally as the demon heads' Demons. Holding the rose at one and letter at another, finally one man comes to her mind. The serpent demon slayer.

And she is unaware what to do and if her thought is even true.

☯

"Leave me !" (Y/N) yelled to the previous customer of the noodle shop who she was beated for and now tormenting her at night of street. "I said leave me !" She screamed attracting heads of the crowd letting the man loose his grip and her chance to escape.

Ninth rose lay beside the cloth of a man painted in blood. She walked out of her yard at the early morning and roam to find his body calmly and the crowd forming told her already. She close the gap, catching glimpse of his naked body layed to be humiliated and stabs in his stomach and holes on his palms where the man grip her by.

And as she expected when she return to her yard, the cloth was erased, blood buried and rose with letter repeating the same words.

☯

"It must be you ! You wretched woman, you got my husband killed ! After being bewitched by you, was he killed ! It must be you". The wife of the man yesterday murdered she was not even aware married came to her doorstep at midnight, screaming and throwing scornful words she does not like.

"I do not, mam". Calmly and unchanged she answered, attempt at closing the door she mistake to open and when the wife caught hint of that, (Y/N) felt a rush of coldness at her face. Numb snow cold her warm body as (Y/N) part her lips to say she was thrown more snow and more and more.

Until a wet slick sound and sudden stop of snow lead her head to turn meeting the scene of a sliver sword pierced the wife's stomach and glide back gushing blood and her body limp at once revealing Obanai, the serpent hashira standing with a blank expression and when met with (Y/N)'s, did it sparkle the beauty of emotions.

Her eyes also saw in his another hand holding the rose. Tenth rose. "At the tenth rose I decided to finally meet you". Loudly he confessed. Both to being the secret admirer and the murderer however not a hint of fear he felt not because he considerate himself powerful rather at the mercy of her love. While he thought he loved the love Hashira, (Y/N) mold the very love to him. While the love hashira was the shining sun, pure and out of his reach stem from pure respect, (Y/N) plant the seed of love from the mere words of his scar he loathe, she turn the hatred and self-disgust of the scar marred his skin into a memory of their sweet love. With the words of her and blushful image of her touched his corner lips brew him the feel of worthy to loved and love. She made him feel human.

Now at each touch of his mouth, rather than ashamed and scared did his heart skip beats at her face, at each touch of his mouth reminds him of her words. The confession of her yearning and passion he never received from one before and she graced him so deep, he could not help fall deeper, running to every village from small to huge at search of her and when found the relieve of bliss remind him once again how unable of her he has no life of his own anymore.

"Forgive me, Miss (L/N). I could not force you to my will defying yours so all I could do was remove the obstacles and wait for your return to me as I have fallen for you deeply". At each step closer to her he said each word and finishing he give her the rose, waiting to see her accepting or throwing.

Fear gripped his heart to be honest a little— no, a lot, the fear of rejection from the woman he holds dearly to his heart will crush him however he will wait, as long as needed and continue removing the filth from her life. Flith that forced his hand and deserved to be united with the demons.

Oh, how sweet. (Y/N) couldn't believe. A man who go length beyond for her and love her to the end without leaving is an heaven. Even more when it's the same man she did not even dare dream of loving her back holding rose for her and bloody sword to others.

How could she resist such love. An love scary and undeserving at other's view is her everything.

Her finger grasp the rose and lean forward to press a kiss the man above his binding who's those unusual beautiful eyes wide only to soften. Her lips parted and said. "Forgive me not I am in love with you".

"Forgiven because I am in too". He returned blooming a smile on her lips. Language of love she heard once, love that not only utter from words alone however also from actions of service for their love. Perhaps this man has that.

FIN

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐨𝐟 ◸◜𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 ◞◿

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venny-the-chubbyblack-writer · 11 days ago

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Kny blind date series

This will be filled with characters from demon slayer going on a blind date with a chubby black reader.

Hashira

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Sanemi

Giyuu

Gyomei

Tengen (without his wives)

Tengen (with his wives)

Obanai

Rengoku

Muichiro

Shinobu

Mitsuri

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Others

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Tanjiro

Zenitsu

Genya

Inosuke

Akaza

Muzan

Kokushibo

Yourichii (idk if I spelt it right)

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I might be writing like 2-4 of these in one day because I’m off work and I’m in the mood to write.

#demon slayer x reader #demon slayer sanemi #demon slayer mitsuri #demon slayer tengen #demon slayer muzan #demon slayer giyuu #demon slayer genya #demon slayer zenitsu #demon slayer inosuke #demon slayer #demon slayer x bimbo reader #giyuu x chubby reader #sanemi x chubby black reader #obanai x chubby black reader #tengen x chubby reader #tengen x wives x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader

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fatkish · 2 months ago

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Demon Slayer Masterlist

demon slayer a/b/o idea

Hanahaki au with Kyojuro and Sanemi

Gyomei x Neko Spirit reader NSFW

Tengen & wives x Wheelchair Reader

Sanemi x Natural Demon Reader 1/2

Mitsuri & Obanai x Chubby Reader

Kokushibo x Hashira Reader NSFW

Kokushibo x Human Reader

Hashira x Foreigner Reader

Hashira x scarred mouth Reader

Monster Gyomei x Depressed Reader 1/2

Alpha Gyutaro x Omega Reader

Giyuu X Cat Demon Reader

Monster Gyomei X Depressed Reader 2/2 NSFW

Haganezuka x Fire Spirit Reader

Tengen Uzui & Wives x Reader Hybrid AU

Muzan Kibutsuji x Hashira Reader

Giyuu x Total Opposite Reader

Sanemi X PuppyGirl Reader NSFW

Muzan X Reader Demon of Hearts

Hashira & Kamaboko Squad x Undead Reader

Sanemi x PuppyGirl Reader 2/2 NSFW

Demon Slayer 700 Followers Hybrid Event

Yandere Kokushibo X Reader NSFW

Muzan & Kokushibo x Incubus reader NSFW

Gyomei Himejima x Suicidal Reader

Demon Slayer Incubus/succubus Imagine NSFW

Yandere Giyuu x Reader

Y/N x Kimetsu no Gauken

Sanemi x Natural Spirit Reader 2/2

Hashiras & Muzan react to Reader Pampering them

Hashira and their Children

Demon Child series:

Demon child 1/12

Demon Child 2/12

Demon Child 3/12

Demon Child 4/12

Demon Child 5/12

Demon Child 6/12

Demon Child 7/12

Demon Child 8/12

Demon Child 9/12

Demon Child 10/12

Demon Child 11/12

Demon Child 12/12

#demon slayer x reader #muzan x reader #demon slayer x child reader #tengen x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader #rengoku smut #obanai x mitsuri x reader #obanai x reader #sanemi x reader #gyutaro x reader #misturi x reader #kokushibo x reader #kokushibo smut #gyomei smut #gyomei x reader #giyuu x reader #giyuu smut #haganezuka x reader #sanemi smut

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zikkytheblicky · 10 months ago

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♡︎ you can call me zikky or any pet names if you prefer. I’m black and Jamaican— pronouns are he/him/they/them/theirs i’m transgender and bisexual !!

(REMAKE.)

⊹ FANDOMS ⊹

ও jjk (satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji zen’in, yuta okkutsu, kenjaku as geto, ryomen sukuna, masamichi yaga, kiyotaka ijichi, toge inumaki, aoi todo)

ꔛ csm (denji, aki hayakawa, kishibe, hirofumi yoshida, young kishibe)

✦ astv (miles 42, hobie, miguel o’hara, spider noir)

⊹ demon slayer (tanjiro kamado, kyojuro rengoku, inosuke hashibara, sanemi shinazugawa, tengen uzui, giyu tomioka, obanai iguro, gyomei himejima, kokushibo, muzan kibutsuji, akaza, kagaya ubuyashiki, doma, gyutaro)

★ kpop groups (stray kids n SEVENTEEN)

(such little fandoms ik!! i don’t watch a lot of things/remember what i watch , sorry !!)

⊹ DNI LIST ⊹

-homophobes, transphobes, racists, antisemitics, zionists, trolls, isnotreal supporters, dsmp stans/fans, female readers (this includes SHE/THEY, SHE/HER, SHE/XE/THEY, etc.), people who sexualize itadori, sexists, pedophiles, rapists, sex offenders.

⊹ i WILL write

black male reader

feminine t!m/m reader chubby black male reader

trans black male reader

trans chubby black male reader

pre top surgery black male reader

pre top surgery chubby black male reader

pre bottom surgery black male reader

pre bottom surgery chubby black male reader

male reader

chubby male reader

Pre top surgery male reader

pre top surgery chubby male reader

pre bottom surgery male reader

pre bottom surgery chubby male reader

submissive t!m/m reader

switch t!m/m reader

feminine t!m/m reader

any kink besides body fluid ones and foot fetish

gay t!m/m reader

sugar daddy x sugar bby trope

any trope really except for those cringe ones like golden retriever x black cat idk those are just.. uhm. like just say introverted x extroverted trope if you really want that one!! (My op sorry.)

pet names , i love them. Except for those really.. cringe ones like "my little sugar waffle! " stop it. I will use different language ones too depending on the characters nationality.

fluff

smut

“ crack “

t!m/m reader with a core/style (any types of cores like aaliyah core for ex).

WILL NOT WRITE ⊹

any kink involving body fluids or foot fetish.

HEAVY angst (r@pe, HEAVY abuse, etc.)

m preg. Like i'll do the getting cummed inside of part but not the giving birth.. having kids.. like no sorry!! ( it makes me uncomfortable. )

mahito.

aged up characters

minors

fem readers (you guys tons of stories you'll be ok, twin.)

✧ Thats it really i'll probs add more tho !!

⊹ i write in lowercase on purpose !! and sometimes space my punctuation (like this !! or this , or this . but i rarely space the period.)⊹

☆ if you’re black reader please inform about your hairstyle/texture !! i don’t wanna accidentally just use the wrong hair texture/hair style for you 💓.

request status: closed ! ⊹

#male reader #x male reader #ftm reader #hazbin hotel #gender neutral reader #gn reader #jjk x male reader #jujutsu kaisen x male reader #black male reader #black ftm #chainsaw man #gay #astv #cod x male reader #gojo satoru x male reader #könig x male reader #ghost x male reader #angel dust x male reader

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luffyvace · 10 months ago

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Obanai x chubby gn reader!!

This won third place in the poll so here you go<3 enjoy kny/obanai stans!! I actually like obanai very much he’s one of my favs from kny i just don’t talk abt him often

also just for the record let’s say this is a au where obanai and mitsuri are close friends :)

In this you’ll be a hashira as well

I don’t think Obanai is one to judge

especially when he wears bandages since people do

if anything he’s worrying about his looks

so in this case it’s not that he dislikes it, it’s just that he saw through your physical appearance and went for personality

and if you have a crappy one?

well then he doesn’t know what draws him to you but somethin’ does!

he tolerates no disrespect from anyone.

like we all know how sharp tongued he is- 😜

and just because he’s one of the “weaker” hashira’s doesn’t mean he’s not one!

he is DEFINITELY above average and CAN do damage

so somebody would be a FOOL to see you with him and decide to screw around and find out

as well as you!!

your strong too!

and they’d better have respect for you!

getting one tapped by two hashiras don’t sound very fun to me..

🤷‍♀️

but yeah if someone is like drunk off they’re end and tries to insult or harass you?!

obanai steps in before you can even do something yourself

depending on the level of what they said or did,

he either flames them so bad they can’t recover

or straight up punches them

maybe even beating them up

who’s going to stop him? The police? 😂

he calls it self defense

tbh it was like, that person was harassing you????

🤨

bro thought he was gon let that slide

this why you can’t pull up on everybody 🤦‍♀️

anyway if your feeling sad bc of what someone says

obanai gets you a gift to make you feel better

He’s really thoughtful and pays attention/remembers everything you tell him you like

which makes perfect gifts for situations like these

ngl this is like idk the year 1500?? IDK BUT ITS THE TAISHO ERA SO THIS WAS A WHILE AGO

which means beauty standards were 📈📈

but for obanai? You ARE his beauty standard 😍😍

everyone should strive to look like our majestic (name)!!

as far as the hashira’s opinions☝️

they don’t mind at all and are completely nonjudgmental

gyomei can’t see so when y’all described how you look it doesn’t necessarily make a difference 😅 although, again he doesn’t mind :)

mitsuri is literally the love hashira she adores you just as much as obanai does <3

shinobu is more mature than to make fun of someone over they’re appearance

now tokito will either

1) be rude at first (the hashira’s have to set him straight)

2) won’t care

3) likes you from jump so he doesn’t mind

sanemi would never judge a women like that (if you know what he did for mitsuri and shinobu and they’re uniforms yk what I mean)

Giyuu is completely unfazed

Rengoku loves you all the same

now uzui…….bc of his standards and 3 wives….it can either go one of two ways

1) him and obanai are now mortal enemies and he keeps you away from him

2) he thinks your THICC and FINE 💖 (dis one better fr)

Ngl it’s even worse if a demon insults you

bc now he gets to KILL them

He goin all out too

who are they to talk anyway demons be the most horrendous looking BEASTS-

fluff time~ 💕💗💖♥︎♡

obanai loves to cuddle!

he’s shy but once you get sometime into the relationship he likes gentle and intimate affections such as cuddling, hugging & hand holding

he holds you in his arms before falling asleep

and he makes sure you sleep first

If you have a nightmare he’s on it!

he’s got water, blankets, comfort food…what else you need??

on it! 🏃💨

That’s literally him

he’s always prioritizing your comfort and happiness in your relationship ★

Get this to the obanai stans, tumblr!! Go go go!!

;3 - Brook

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rougepancake · 1 year ago

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𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI WITH MY NSFW CONTENT!!! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

RENGOKU KYOJURO

- My love (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Kyojuro caught you crying in the bathroom, saying things like how you weren't ideally shaped or overly pretty, so he decided to make you feel pretty.

- “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?” (sfw)

SUMMARY: Jealous headcanons with the flame hashira.

- Pervert! (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Pervert headcanons with the hashiras.

- You don’t wear envy well (sfw)

SUMMARY: Even more jealous Rengoku.

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

- F U (nsfw)

SUMMARY: You and Sanemi get into an argument in the gymnasium on campus, in which you shove him into the storage closet and he pulls you in with him. Too bad when the door closed it was locked, and you were trapped.

- x cinnamon roll reader (sfw)

SUMMARY: Headcanons with a cinnamon roll reader.

- Pervert! (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Pervert headcanons with the hashiras.

- Tasty (nsfw)

SUMMARY: He wants you to sit on his face.

KOCHO SHINOBU

- Date night (sfw & nsfw)

SUMMARY: What it’s like to date her.

- eating out her gf for the first time (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Is this not self explanatory?

- “if I weren’t in public right now, I’d have my face between your legs” (nsfw)

SUMMARY: She gets a little needy.

- “is that my shirt?” (sfw)

SUMMARY: You steal her clothes.

- “This feels dirty.” “That’s because it is.” (nsfw)

SUMMARY: She manages to successfully seduce you.

- “You’re pretty.” “You’re drunk.” (sfw)

SUMMARY: You have a bit too much to drink and confess.

- “Don’t be shy now, sit on my face.” (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Again. Self explanatory.

- The Good Stuff (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Lactation. Breast milk. Need I say more? (Please don’t make me)

- Pervert! (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Pervert headcanons for the hashiras.

MITSURI KANROJI

- The Good Stuff (nsfw)

SUMMARY: BREAST MILK. YOU DRINK HER FUCKING BREAST MILK. LEAVE ME ALONE.

- Pervert! (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Pervert headcanons with the hashiras.

- three way with obanai & mitsuri (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Threesome with the hot couple.

- Date night (sfw & nsfw)

SUMMARY: What it’s like to date her.

- eating out her gf for the first time (nsfw)

SUMMARY: She goes to chow town.

- “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?” (sfw)

SUMMARY: Jealousy headcanons

- “You’re pretty.” “You’re drunk.” (sfw)

SUMMARY: She drinks a little too much.

- “Don’t be shy now, sit on my face.” (nsfw)

SUMMARY: sort of self explanatory.

- And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one. (sfw)

SUMMARY: One sided love hurts. It hurts even more the longer you admire them.

IGURO OBANAI

- Pervert! (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Pervert headcanons with the hashiras.

- If you were a demon (nsfw)

SUMMARY: self explanatory :)

- three way with obanai & mitsuri (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Threesome with the hot couple.

- “is that my shirt?” (sfw)

SUMMARY: You steal his clothes.

- And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one. (sfw)

SUMMARY: One sided love hurts. It hurts even more the longer you admire them.

GIYU TOMIOKA

- Pervert! (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Pervert headcanons for the hashiras.

- “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?” (sfw)

SUMMARY: Jealousy headcanons.

- tits out. (nsfw)

SUMMARY: You give him a tit job.

GENYA SHINAZUGAWA

- x cinnamon roll reader (sfw)

- him biting you in demon form (sfw)

- Sharing a kiss with him (sfw)

- x chubby reader (sfw)

- don’t cry, sweet child (sfw)

- eating out his gf for the first time (nsfw)

- giving him head (nsfw)

- taking his virginity (nsfw)

- x simp reader (sfw)

- thigh riding him (nsfw)

- riding him (nsfw)

- sitting on his face (nsfw)

- Cuddle bug (nsfw)

- JEALOUSY (nsfw)

- Not baby, babies (nsfw)

TANJIRO KAMADO

- “Not jealous”? (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Oh he’s so jealous.

- x simp reader (sfw)

SUMMARY: You’re down bad. But how could you not be?

- Cuddle bug (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Your cuddling sesh turns into something more…

- teasing him (nsfw)

SUMMARY: You tease the FUCK outta him.

LADY TAMAYO

- eating out her gf for the first time (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Spoiler alert- she eats you out.

- “You’re pretty.” “You’re drunk.” (sfw)

SUMMARY: You have a bit too much to drink while you’re with her.

- “Don’t be shy now, sit on my face” (nsfw)

SUMMARY: She wants you sooo bad.

- The Good Stuff (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Alas. Breast milk. You gobble it up I guess.

- Good girl (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Brat tamer Tamayo.

- And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one. (Sfw)

SUMMARY: One sided love hurts. It hurts even more the longer you admire them.

UZUI’S WIVES

- “This feels dirty.” “That’s because it is.” (nsfw)

SUMMARY: They finally get you all to themselves.

- “Don’t be shy now, sit on my face.” (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Once again. They get you all alone to have some fun.

TENGEN UZUI

- Pervert! (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Pervert headcanons for the hashiras.

- WORK ETHIC (suggestive)

SUMMARY: Vampires hide in the dark, out of fear that the light will carry away their souls into the nothingness. It's a vampire hunter's job to take them out before the sunlight can. They follow a strict set of rules, but many wind up breaking them. Even Tengen Uzui.

GYOMEI HIMEJIMA

- I need a big boy (slight nsfw)

SUMMARY: Shortly after you join the Demon Slayer Corps you're sent out on a mission with THE Gyomei Himejima to investigate the melodramatic wonder known as Aoikigahara, but then things start heading south, fast.

- Pervert! (nsfw)

SUMMARY: Pervert headcanons for the hashiras.

- relationship hcs (sfw)

SUMMARY: What it’s like to date him.

AKAZA

- Desire (slight nsfw)

SUMMARY: You were sent out on a mission to investigate the disappearances of local men in a mysterious village with nothing but a handful of tsuchinoto by your side. But soon your tsuchinoto are taken from you and you're left facing an upper moon who wants nothing more than for you to become a demon with him. And he refuses to leave you alone until you do so.

- Like you (nsfw)

SUMMARY: He gives you head.

OTHER

- Sabito - Stuck (nsfw)

SUMMARY: You're working on getting your laundry out of the dryer, but as you go to reach for the sock that's stuck to the back, you realize there's no escape. And you're too embarrassed to call your boyfriend for help.

- Gyutaro - All I ask of you (slight nsfw)

SUMMARY: Phantom of The Opera au with Gyutaro.

- Muzan Kibutsuji - making you cry (sfw)

SUMMARY: He makes you cry.

-Yushiro - And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one. (Sfw)

SUMMARY: One sided love hurts. It hurts even more the longer you admire them.

more characters to be added…

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kyojurismo · 2 years ago

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☆ 1. KIMETSU NO YAIBA !!

here’s the list of kny requests i received.

AKAZA

▸ comfort? kyojuro, tengen, sanemi & akaza x fem!reader

▸ akaza x baker gn!reader

▸ spicy pics 2. sanemi, obanai, giyu & akaza x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ akaza comforting fem!mexican reader

DOUMA

▸ picnic. douma x gn!reader

▸ favourite meal. douma x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ personal space. douma x male!reader

▸ love bites. douma x gn!reader

▸ breaking a rule. douma x hashira!reader

▸ douma x living doll!reader (nsfw)

▸ body writing. douma x gn!reader

▸ clingy. douma x chubby!reader

▸ let me save your soul. douma x fem!reader

▸ douma x upper moon!reader

▸ wearing something revealing to a party. douma, kyojuro & yoriichi x fem!reader

▸ little secret. douma x demon fem!reader

▸ douma taking care of an injured gn!reader

▸ spicy pics. muzan, douma & kyojuro x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ modern lover. douma x gn!reader

ENMU

▸ enmu x chubby!reader hc

GENYA SHINAZUGAWA

▸ genya x ballerina!reader

▸ dirty talk. sanemi & genya x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ making out session. genya x fem!reader

▸ nsfw alphabet. genya x fem!reader

▸ dating genya while having a sibling relationship w obanai

▸ genya with a small s/o

GIYU TOMIOKA

▸ yandere!giyu & yandere!gyutaro x gn!reader hc

▸ giyu x pregnant!reader hc

▸ early morning. giyu tomioka x fem!reader

▸ giyu adopting reader & their siblings | part 2 (kinda)

▸ spicy pics 2. sanemi, obanai, giyu & akaza x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ distancing yourself. mitsuri & giyu

▸ wearing his uniform. (nsfw)

▸ touch starved. giyu, tengen, sanemi & kyojuro

▸ cuddling or scaring him

GYUTARO

▸ yandere!giyu & yandere!gyutaro x gn!reader hc

KYOJURO RENGOKU

▸ comfort? kyojuro, tengen, sanemi & akaza x fem!reader

▸ fluffy things he does. kyojuro x gn!reader

▸ comforting you after your dog passed away. tengen & kyojuro x gn!reader

▸ wearing something revealing to a party. douma, kyojuro & yoriichi x fem!reader

▸ cuddling. kyojuro x bigger fem!reader

▸ spicy pics. muzan, douma & kyojuro x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ depressive episode. kyojuro & tengen x gn!reader

▸ gn!reader with eczema. kyojuro & tengen

▸ insomnia. kyojuro & tengen

▸ touch starved. giyu, tengen, sanemi & kyojuro

MITSURI KANROJI

▸ distancing yourself. mitsuri & giyu

▸ mitsuri x chef!reader

MUICHIRO TOKITO

▸ cloud gazing. muichiro x gn!reader (platonic)

▸ muichiro x older sibling!reader

MUZAN KIBUTSUJI

▸ attention seeker. muzan kibutsuji x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ talent. muzan kibutsuji x non-verbal gn!reader

▸ muzan x gn!reader that’s like kai’sa from LoL

▸ worshipping. muzan x gn!reader

▸ small breasts. muzan x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ spicy pics. muzan, douma & kyojuro x fem!reader (nsfw)

OBANAI IGURO

▸ spicy pics 2. sanemi, obanai, giyu & akaza x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ dating genya while having a sibling relationship w obanai

▸ s/o with two pet snakes

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

▸ comfort? kyojuro, tengen, sanemi & akaza x fem!reader

▸ spicy pics 2. sanemi, obanai, giyu & akaza x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ dirty talk. sanemi & genya x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ touch starved. giyu, tengen, sanemi & kyojuro

SHINOBU KOCHO

▸ revenge. shinobu kocho x gn!demon reader

TENGEN UZUI

▸ tengen & his wives x fem!reader who gets sick

▸ tengen & his wives x abused fem!reader

▸ tengen & his wives x gn!reader that works in a bakery

▸ comfort? kyojuro, tengen, sanemi & akaza x fem!reader

▸ comforting you after your dog passed away. tengen & kyojuro x gn!reader

▸ tengen & his wives x fem!reader (platonic)

▸ depressive episode. kyojuro & tengen x gn!reader

▸ gn!reader with eczema. kyojuro & tengen

▸ tengen & wives comforting gn!performer!reader

▸ insomnia. kyojuro & tengen

▸ touch starved. giyu, tengen, sanemi & kyojuro

▸ pulling his hair on accident

YORIICHI TSUGIKUNI

▸ wearing something revealing to a party. douma, kyojuro & yoriichi x fem!reader

▸ when he has a crush on you

KAMABOKO

▸ clumsy s/o

HASHIRA

▸ hashiras x mute gn!reader hc

▸ hashiras x older sibling!reader

▸ dating tomioka fem!reader. sanemi, obanai & shinobu

UPPER MOONS

▸ upper moons x upper moon!reader

▸ comfort sex. muzan, douma & akaza x fem!reader (nsfw)

▸ pov. u’re tiny. kokushibo & douma x gn!reader

▸ reader w binge eating disorder. muzan, kokushibo, douma & akaza

▸ doing their hair. kokushibo, douma, aizetsu & gyutaro

▸ demon!reader that eats human food. muzan, kokushibo, douma & akaza

▸ helping you with homework. kokushibo & douma

#🍧 — navigation !!#kimetsu no yaiba requests #1st masterlist

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roninishere · 1 year ago

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right now.

part one.

Giyuu Tomioka x female reader

Warnings: angst, in the feels, anxiety, bullying, self hate, bad grammar?

Summary: Life is incredibly unfair at times, this was one of them.

“You don’t think I can handle being a Hashira anymore..don’t you?” The way your voice cracked, really made him feel guilty.

And the worst part was, he had so much to say to you, but he just couldn’t.

Neither one of you ever left things like this, never. He regretted it the very moment you left for your mission. He knew that was probably one of the worst things he could let you think, and him not say a damn word. cause it wasn’t true.

‘Lights go down and The night is calling to me, yeah I hear voices Singing songs in the street and I know’

As if his anxiety wasn’t already always so high, it kept him laying awake in bed. And he wasn’t the only one that couldn’t sleep, little Mio would cry her little lungs out. Every night for the first week you were gone. After day four, Giyuu discovered that her sleeping on his chest after he sang her the lullaby that you use to, her chubby pale fingers wrapped around his pinky was the key.

She slept peacefully, at least that made one of them.

‘That we won't be going home For so long, for so long, but I know That I won't be on my own Yeah, I love this feeling and

Right now I wish you were here with me (oh) 'Cause right now everything is new to me (oh) You know, I can't fight the feeling And every night I feel it Right now I wish you were here with me (oh)’

Giyuus couldn’t help it but his anxiety was so bad this time around, maybe because he never failed to worry about you every time you left for a mission. He knew that you could take care of yourself, you were a Hashira after all, but something wasn’t right.

He hoped you’d complete your mission and be home soon.

Until a week turned into two weeks. No letter from you, just your crow reporting his biggest fear.

You had gone missing after your encounter with the demon.

So he searched for you, having your crow take him where you went missing. Nothing. He found nothing. It was like you vanished out of thin air. That’s what scared him.

All the worst possibilities had flooded in his mind. Not his beloved. He couldn’t lose you too. Seven days and not a trace of what could’ve happened to you.

Don’t give up. She would never on you.

‘Late-night spaces With all our friends, you and me, yeah Love these faces Just like how it used to be’

“You know, she probably just got sick of your shit and took off. I know I would with that ‘I’m not like you guys’ attitude.” Sanemi shrugged as Master called for a Hashira meeting to discuss about their missing Hashira comrade, and of course everyone was getting their lick in.

Taking shots. Giyuu never gave a shit about what they thought of him, but this wasn’t the time to being making allegations. You’d never leave him, he knew that. You’d never. They all knew that. Even if you were upset with him about your fight, you’d always come home. He and Mio were your reason for living, the reason you never gave up in this harsh world.

“I never understood what she saw in you anyways. Mr. High and mighty, must’ve said some messed up stuff.” Obanai added.

Their comments just angered Giyuu, his expression staying the same as his hand on his side balled into a fist, really? Right now?

His wife is missing, their beloved Hashira, and all they heard was that they had an argument before you left? He’s better off on his own.

Fuck he missed when you use to attend these meetings with him, threatening to fight the Wind and Serpent Pillar if he didn’t keep your husbands name out his mouth. When he had to throw you over his shoulder, and line up on the opposite side of them.

“That’s enough! This is serious, no matter what happened before she left for her mission, the situation still stands, a Hashira is still missing!” The love pillar glared at the two other pillars as she stood her ground. “Stop saying things that aren’t true! it’s not like Y/N to just go missing, especially after an encounter with a demon. Instead of bullying Tomioka-San, remember that’s his daughters mother you’re speaking of!”

Shinobu set a hand on her friends shoulder seeing she got all worked up, and was nearly in tears.

Zoning out everyone, Giyuu set towards Masters Estate once Amane came out with Mio in her arms. “Tomioka-san, still no progress?” Giyuu returned her bow as he took the toddler in his arms.

“No,” his voice was calm as the little girl gripped his index finger in her chubby fingers with the cutest burst of laughter to see her father. “Would be alright if I bring her back tomorrow afternoon?”

He hadn’t noticed the pillars stopped their bickering behind him, seeing how much the little girl in his arms looking like their missing pillar. Same eyes, same smile, and hair color. If Mio didn’t have Giyuus pale complexion and similar hair style, she would’ve been a spilt image of her mother.

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay for a few more days? You’ve been gone for a week, you should rest.”

He wanted to, but he couldn’t give up now “I’ll rest once I find Y/N. I made a promise, isn’t that right princess?” His dark blue ocean eyes were soft as he caress her cheek, giving it a little pinch getting a squeal out of the baby.

“I understand, then of course, bring her by tomorrow afternoon,” The masters wife waved at the little girl.

‘And we won't be going home For so long, for so long, but I know I won't be on my own On my own, I'm feeling like

“almost done princess.” It was easy for him to do his own hair, but doing it on someone else, let alone a baby, was harder. Well he just had to be very delicate. His hands were gently as he brushed her hair that was surprisingly long, already down past her shoulders. The Hashira sat on his knees behind Mio who was making cute silly faces to her father, waiting for him to see her reflection in the mirror.

When he finished putting her hair in a loose ponytail, he sighed softly before looking up in the mirror to see her sticking her tongue at him before breaking out in a giggle fit before she tried to crawl away, “and where do you think you’re going, come here silly,” he crawled over to her playfully as she let out playfully screams before he snatched her up in his arms “I gotcha!”

“D..da-ada!” Mio exclaimed causing Giyuu to freeze, did she just? She just said her first word!

He smiled so big at her of happiness before a feeling of sadness washed over him, she said her first word…and you weren’t here. You were missing her first word.

If you were here, he could see you getting all excited yet jealous that of course her daughters first word was dada! You’d pout but definitely treasure this moment with him. He never dropped his smile, not wanting to upset his daughter as he fought the fears that were building up.

I’m sorry I failed you. I’m sorry I failed to protect you. I’m so sorry. I will find you and bring you back home.

God he missed you so much, so fucking much. He felt like someone stabbed him, and was turning the blade in his stomach over and over. Like a thousand pounds were on his chest, making it so hard to fucking breathe. He felt someone had a grasp on his heart, squeezing it to see how long before its burst.

His heart was breaking every second you were away from them, every time he subconsciously thought of the worst.

After being unsuccessful the second time, he grew frustrated, but he wasn’t giving up. He made a promise to his pride and joy that he would bring you back home.

“Alright,” he stood over Mio as the little girl stood up, she had been determined for the past few days, trying over and over again, now matter how hard she fell. Definitely reminded him of you, too stubborn to stop. Slowly and steadily letting go of her hands, Giyuu walked over a few paces as she struggled to stand on her own. “Come here Mio, walk to me.”

His arms reached out for the toddler as she took a very wobbly first step, nearly falling but caught herself with her hand before pushing back up. The second step made the Hashira smile, her first steps already. The third one quickly turned into a sloppy fourth one when she crashed into Giyuus arms with a fit of giggles. Bringing her into his lap, he smothered her in face kisses “Good job princess,” he nearly folded when she reached out, tugging on his cheek.

You missed her first steps too.

Y/N, wherever you are, I hope you’re safe, just hold out a little longer.

‘Lights go down and I hear you calling to me, yeah

On his third attempt, he went nine miles north of where you encountered the demon, to find ripped pieces of your haori around the area. Picking up them up, the pieces lead him to w trail where your sword laid, nearly covered in leaves.

His heart steered to swell, his hands started shaking when he bent down to pick your sword up.

Not his Y/N. Please not her.

How much more would this world take from him?

Balling his fists, his cloudy vision searched every inch of the area for you, you were close, he knew it. “Y-Y/N?!”

The more he called out your name, the more his voice broke, where were you?

Give me a sign please.

Instead he felt the presence of a demon, gripping your sword tightly in his hands. The footsteps got closer, right behind the Hashira, and once he jumped up, flipping back to attack… he froze, unable to commit as your once beautiful eyes were now large cat like ones.

No. Impossible!

He kicked you away from him, hating the twisted turn in his stomach of causing harm to you. Once he landed in his feet, they immediately buckled, his knees crashing on the leaves underneath him. His once calm expression crumpled as his bottom lip trembled. Tears welled up in his pretty blue eyes as they ran down his cheeks uncontrollably.

“N-no…p-please…no…” he begged, his voice so hoarse.

It felt like someone ripping his heart out his chest as the quiet environment echoed with his sobs.

Please, someone wake me up from this horrible nightmare.

Until reality hit him that this was REAL. Tomioka, Y/N, the love of his life, his beloved, the mother of his daughter…

A demon.

The loud nasty snarls escaped your lips made him wince as you bolted to him, ready to attack.

I can’t do it, I-I can’t, he told himself.

Getting to his feet, he once again dodged your attacks with tears down his pale cheeks “Y/N! Snap out of it! P-please! You know who I am!” He cried out as he tried to regain you back, regain his wife.

Even though you should’ve been faster and stronger than him, despite his emotions, he easily blocked your sloppy movements coming to conclusion that you haven’t fed on anyone, yet. And you wouldn’t, especially if he had anything to do with it. Remembering him, he had to get you to remember, remember your life over your desire for human flesh and blood.

“I-it’s me! G-giyuu, your husban-nd!” Tossing the swords to the side, he wouldn’t attack you, he refused. He couldn’t hurt you. He sniffled, wiping his face as he side stepped to avoid you “r-remember the day we-e first kissed? It-t was under the fireworks-s, you were so beautiful-l in that orange k-kimono. I-it was fall,” he held back a sob as you growled like a beast in the shadows “come-e back to me Y/N, f-fight it!”

Fireworks? Kiss? You in an orange kimono? Oh when you felt those butterflies in your tummy? When you thought you were pass out from how overwhelming feeling of love and desire you felt for him? That day? You remember that day! You had just turned eighteen that fall.

Seeing your eyes widen and halt for a moment, he kept going even when you went for a hit “M-Mio! H-how hard you cried when you held her in you-ur arms, y-you said she was a-as beautiful a-as a cherry B-blossom even though she l-looks just like you…Y-you c-call her your precious c-cherry blossom.”

Mio. My precious cherry blossom. My blessing. My baby girl.

Tears built up in your eyes as frustration was new to you, so lost, so hungry. So thirsty. Just a taste…

No! I can’t, my Mio, my Giyuu I just want to hold and kiss my family. I want my life back. Fight it Y/N! You’re not hungry nor thirsty, you’re not hungry nor thirsty. You’re not a monster. Remember Nezuko, there’s hope, hope, you don’t have to be a killer. You’re not a killer. You can still be you, and still protect.

You’re not hungry nor thirsty.

Those sobs filled your eyes as you felt it tug in the pit of your stomach, make it stop. You’re not hungry or thirsty.

‘Ensure you feed. If you feed, it’ll make the pain stop.’ That unfamiliar voice repeated itself in your head, and just when you thought you had complete and utter control, you didn’t.

Your mouth was watering, you were hungry and thirsty.

Not expecting the quick snap, the hashira did his best to avoid, but not before you go scratched up Giyuu pretty good. Jumping back, he felt pain on the left side of his cheek and neck, blood trickling down slowly. Lifting his head up, his hair moved to the side exposing the damage you had done.

Mild cuts on his left cheek and neck…

The first time you saw Giyuu with scratches on his face…the two of you had been on your third mission together when he pushed you out of the way to take nails to his face from a demon. You…you had felt so guilty…because you weren’t…paying attention? Ah yes.

Second time was when he came home from a mission…he got marked up when a child was caught in the crossfire of an attack. He..didn’t go to see Shinobu…he came straight home, the incident scared him half to death, thinking of you and your unborn baby…

Except this time around, you were the cause of it.

You hurt him.

You. A demon. Hurt your husband.

Stopping in your tracks, your hands shook as your balled them in fists, digging your nails in your palms as your heavy breathing sounded almost like it hurt, it was ragged and shallow. Your eyes switched from hunger to full of fear as you’re backed away from your husband.

Flooding of all the good memories in your life flashed through your head; running away from an abusive family to join the corps, your friends, meeting Giyuu, falling in love, getting married, becoming an hashira, and having be blessed with the most beautiful baby girl.

Mio. Giyuu. They are you family Y/N REMEMBER THAT! Your everything!

Backing up into a tree, your hands shook as you blocked out that desire to feed “I-I-…” that burned sensation was fighting you, but you refused for it to win. No!

“You breathe life into my existence, making every moment worth living…” your eyes flickered over at the Water Hashira when your heart fluttered at those oddly familiar words. Meeting your sad gaze, his monotone explained “you’ve told..me that since we’ve met.”

Of course you did. He and Mio were your breathe of fresh air, the reason you chose to live in this fucked up world. Overwhelming pit of sadness returned, engulfing you as you broke down in tears, crying out in pain, crying out how sorry you were. How sorry you were for failing, for being weak.

😭 I hope you enjoyed! I really tried with this one, and very much enjoyed writing it! I promise they’ll will be more parts! SPECIAL SHOUT-OUT TO @unofficialmuilover FOR THE HELP AND BASICALLY HAND HOLDING ME THROUGH WRITING THIS 🫶🏼💙 LOVE YOU GUYS! 🫶🏼

Going to bed 🫶🏼 my stubborn ass wanted to finish this and I got muster in the morning 😭

#demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer giyuu #kimetsu giyuu #giyuu x you #kny giyuu #giyuu x y/n #giyuu tomioka #kimetsu no yaiba

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flametrashiraarchive · 1 year ago

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Masterlist

Last updated 08/18/2023

Demon Slayer/ KNY

Kyojuro Rengoku

Fics

Solace - Kyojuro x AFAB reader

Crow's Feet - SFW fluff

Headcanons

NSFW Alphabet - Kyojuro x GN reader

Random Headcanons - SFW and NSFW GN reader.

Rengoku and Tomioka with reader who suffers from dizzy spells- SFW

Rengoku x Transmasc Reader who had top surgery- platonic and romantic headcanons

Random fluff- SFW platonic GN reader

Kyojuro x Reader’s boobs- NSFW

Kyojuro x chubby reader w/ thick thighs

Kyojuro x Big Booty reader

Kyojuro as the little spoon- SFW

Kyojuro x Depressed!reader - SFW

Rengoku Shinjuro

A Rekindled Flame - Shinjuro x F!reader

Dancing with the flame- Shinjuro x F!reader

Shinjuro x Chubby reader NSFW headcanons

Shinazugawa Sanemi

The Wind and Wisteria (ongoing) - Chapter 1 , Chapter 2, Chapter 3- Sanemi x AFAB reader

Angst- Sanemi x injured GN reader

Kimetsu Academy Sanemi - GN reader with dyscalculia

Sanemi x Reader with Big Boobs and Thick Thighs

Soft Sanemi x reader having nightmares

Sanemi x Chubby Reader headcanons

Tomioka Giyuu

Bathing with Giyuu- Part 1 , Part 2 - Giyuu x GN reader

Aftermath- Giyuu x f!reader

Possessive Giyuu

Closer- Needy Giyuu x f!reader

Stay With Me- childhood friends to lovers

Giyuu x chubby reader headcanons

Himejima Gyomei

Softer than Mochi - Gyomei x AFAB reader

Gyomei x chubby reader headcanons

Iguro Obanai

Iguro x chubby reader headcanons- GN!reader

Douma

NSFW headcanons Douma x AFAB reader.

NSFW headcanons pt 2 Douma x GN reader.

NSFW headcanons pt 3 Douma x GN reader

NSFW headcanon pt 4 Douma x GN reader

Douma x Reader with Big Boobs

Muzan

Muzan x reader with big boobs

Muzan tripping into your boobs- silly.

Muzan x boobs pt 3

Muzan x endowed!Reader in a maid costume.

Pussydrunk Muzan (human Muzan and demon Muzan x reader)

NSFW headcanons

Succor- Muzan x non-violent Demon Reader -GN!Reader NSFW.

Follow up drabble to Succor- NSFW.

Succor 2

In Another Life - Prologue- Muzan x F!reader

Hotaru Haganezuka

Unbreakable, Unquenchable- Haganezuka x F!reader.

ATTACK ON TITAN- SNK

Levi Ackerman

Stolen Moments - Levi x AFAB reader (ongoing- currently SFW)

Welcome Home - Levi x GN reader who walks in on him.

Asks are CLOSED.

Adult characters only please (please no aged-up minors either)

Right now I'm only interested in writing "x reader" stories.

I don’t want to write anything about Akaza either. Fuck him (And yes, I’ve read the gosh damn dang manga)

I'm not comfortable writing about babies or pregnancy.

NSFW or SFW prompts welcome.

I don't answer in any particular order, I answer them as ideas come to me and sometimes I just don't gel with a prompt. I'm sorry if I never get to your ask!

Characters I love to write: Kyojuro Rengoku, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Giyuu Tomioka, Douma, Hotaru Haganezuka, Muzan, Shinjuro Rengoku, Himejima Gyomei. Kimetsu Academy AU also welcome!

My Ao3 is here but I pretty much just cross post.

#rengoku kyojuro #rengoku #rengoku smut #kyojuro rengoku x reader #demon slayer #demon slayer douma #demon slayer sanemi #demon slayer giyuu #demon slayer tomioka #kimetsu rengoku #Kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu kyojuro #kimetsu no yaiba sanemi #kimetsu sanemi #haganezuka x reader #levi x reader #muzan x reader #shinjuro x reader #sanemi x reader

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bwabys-scenarios · 10 months ago

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NSFW

You are his first kiss, his first love, and well… his first everything. You knew that he was a virgin, just the way he reacted to your touch made that very clear, but you weren’t expecting him to cum from just a few heated kisses!

The second you felt him groan into your mouth and his hands clutch at your waist as his hips bucked, you knew he was cumming in his pants. Instead of frustrating you or turning you off, it made you feel… quite flattered. So flattered that you decided to gently rub at the bulge still present in his pants.

“Baby, you couldn’t wait just a little longer?”

He whined, his head burying itself into your neck. “C-couldn’t stop, too much…”

You smiled, quickly undoing his pants so you could wrap your hand around his needy cock. “Shh, shh… poor baby can’t even take a few kisses before making a mess… gonna take care of you, okay?”

And that’s when he learned the pleasure of handjobs. He was sure he came buckets that night, making an even bigger mess than what you started with. The feeling of your thumb brushing over his tip, wiping away the precum beading there was enough to make him shoot out a rope of thick cum instantly.

It didn’t help when you moved to sit in front of him, taking his cock into your mouth. He was so nervous, needing your permission to hold onto your hair and guide your mouth up and down the way he liked it. It wasn’t long until he was spilling down your throat, whimpering and moaning so loud you were sure the neighbors could hear.

And when you dropped your panties to the floor and hovered over his cock, the tip kissing your pretty cunt… he came before he could even get inside of you, painting your pussy white. It was endearing, how much your body and actions affected him.

You rode him, letting him fill you up with as much cum as he could. He couldn’t help rutting into you, his lips parted as he let out needy whimpers, begging to cum inside again. You allowed him every time, knowing that he now that he had experienced the warmth of your pussy, that there was no going back.

Eventually he was tuckered out, his thrust slow, still wanting to cum but way too sleepy to keep fucking into you. “Baby, shh… let’s rest, we can always go again tomorrow.”

And so you let his cock stay nestled inside of you as he suckled at your breast. Your boyfriend was quite spoiled, and now he was absolutely addicted to cumming inside of you. You didn’t mind though, because he was just too cute to resist.

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||NANAMI ||GOJO ||CHOSO ||ARMIN ||KURAPIKA ||LEORIO ||ILLUMI ||RENGOKU ||OBANAI ||SANEMI ||XIAO ||TIGHNARI ||KAVEH ||YOUR FAV

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cutieeva · 17 days ago

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Love Languages

"In name of love, all sins forgiven".

Love has always been sweet and will be sweeter when times goes. However what if that sweetness become so addictive that one can not help yet chase after it, going any length to capture, keep and bear it ? It's becomes an obsession. However in this realm, men often invoke the age-old adage: 'All is fair in love and war.' A justification for the unbridled pursuit of desire, where moral boundaries are eclipsed by the fervor of the heart.

Shall we welcome ? The once sweet endearment of love language turn into twisted offers of affections.

Snow and Rose

Warnings : Murders. Violence.

Sweet peach

Warnings : Infidelity. Sexual assault. Dubious consent.

He was utterly unaware the moment she step inside his mansion, all heavenly and beautiful like ripe fruit to taste and how can he, as a man leave such a fragile beauty alone despite the ring on his finger and children for who she was even asked to come.

Forget-me-not

Warnings : Murders. Mention of rape. Violence.

His mind does not recalls well, or should he say not at all hence he is bearing hard time figuring who this woman is, poking and prodding, leaving subtle impressions on his daily routine, altered his dishes only to gain his attention however never did he thought the answer lay hidden in the very faculty that failed him— his memory.

Smile

Warnings : Murders. Violence. Kidnapping. Confinement. Dubious consent. Sexual assault.

It was not (Y/N)'s intention to ensnare the gaze of a demon when she ventured into the hallowed temple however the only person she can blame is herself along her salvation.

Coming soon.....

Deities and motals are not fit to be together let alone meant to be. However love conquers all. Or does it ?

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venny-the-chubbyblack-writer · 1 month ago

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Sanemi x chubby black Reader Fanfic – Secret Kisses in the Fight

His tits broo😩

It was a calm afternoon at the training grounds, though the tension was thick as Obanai and Sanemi prepared for their 1v2 match against Muichiro. You watched from the sidelines, itching to join the action. The thrill of sparring had always called to you, and today, you were done just sitting on the side.

Your skin gleamed in the sunlight, your chubby frame solid and ready for the challenge. You knew your curves were a distraction for Sanemi—he had never been able to resist—and the thought brought a smile to your face as you stepped forward.

“Mind if I join?” you called out, confidently walking towards the trio.

Sanemi shot you a look that was half exasperation, half something else—something familiar, full of heat. “Fine,” he growled, the corners of his mouth twitching. “But don’t think I’ll go easy on you, woman.”

The match quickly turned into a 2v2: you and Muichiro against Sanemi and Obanai. As your bare feet moved across the dirt, your body felt strong and grounded, each movement deliberate as you clashed with Sanemi. His eyes flicked over you, taking in your dark skin, your round cheeks, the fullness of your body. You knew that look—he was distracted.

You pressed the advantage, swinging your sword towards him. But in a flash, Sanemi caught your wrist, his grip strong but gentle, pulling you closer. Before you could react, he dipped you low, surprising you completely. Your curly hair brushed the ground as his arm wrapped around your waist.

“Sanemi!” you gasped, but he wasn’t listening. His lips crashed against yours in a heated kiss, right in the middle of the fight.

Your mind went blank for a moment, all the sounds of clashing swords and grunts of effort disappearing. All you could focus on was him—his strong hand on your waist, his lips moving against yours like it was the only thing that mattered.

He pulled back, his breath hot against your skin. “Just couldn’t resist,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, his thumb stroking your waist through your training uniform.

“Get back to the fight,” you whispered, smiling as you pushed him lightly, your cheeks flushed.

Obanai and Muichiro hadn’t noticed—too focused on their own battle to care about what was happening between you and Sanemi.

After the intense sparring match, you both returned home, sweaty and exhausted. As soon as the door shut behind you, Sanemi’s hands were on you again. He pulled you close, his lips finding yours before you could even say a word.

“Sanemi!” you laughed, pushing against his chest, but he wouldn’t let go.

“I’m not done with you,” he muttered, trailing kisses along your jawline and down to your neck, his rough fingers caressing the soft curves of your body. He loved the way you felt in his hands—your softness, your warmth. He couldn’t get enough.

You leaned into him, your own hands wandering up to his broad shoulders. “You’re insatiable.”

“Can’t help it,” he mumbled against your skin, his lips brushing the fullness of your cheeks before kissing you again. “You’re my wife. I’ll kiss you as much as I want.”

You melted against him, his kisses stealing the breath from your lungs. He guided you to the couch, and you laughed as he pressed more kisses to your lips, your neck, and everywhere in between. His hands roamed your body, appreciating every curve, every soft inch of you.

He couldn’t stop kissing you, couldn’t stop touching you. It was like his love for you had no limit, and every time he looked at you, he had to remind himself that you were his—completely, entirely his.

Your dark skin glowed in the dim light of the room, your body plush and beautiful against him, and Sanemi couldn’t help but bury his face in your neck, inhaling your scent as he whispered, “I love you.”

You smiled, running your fingers through his hair. “I love you too, Sanemi.”

The rest of the night was filled with tender kisses and whispered words of love, his hands never leaving you for a moment.

I love this sm 🫶🫶🫶

Sanemi simps come eat!!!!!!

#demon slayer x reader #demon slayer sanemi #sanemi x reader #sanemi fluff #sanemi shinazugawa #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #demon slayer #deku x chubby reader #sanemi x black reader #sanemi x chubby reader #sanemi x chubby black reader #kny sanemi #sanemi x wife reader #sanemi shinaguzawa

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fatkish · 4 months ago

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If you’re up too it can you write some mitsuri x

Obanai x reader with maybe a chubby reader ^^!! If not ignore this wish you well

Mitsuri & Obanai x Chubby Reader

Insecurities

(Trigger warning: self deprecation, self body shaming, negative self talk/image. [this is mostly my thoughts that I’ve had towards myself and based on my experience])

You had always been insecure about your body. Compared to Mitsuri and Obanai, you felt ashamed of yourself. You never ate as much as Mitsuri but you ate more than Obanai. You hadn’t always been chubby. You remembered that you were skinny as a child, so much so you were called a twig. You don’t really know what changed, but eventually you found yourself having gained weight. Originally you struggled to maintain a healthy weight and now it seemed like no matter what you did, you couldn’t get rid of your fat.

You couldn’t even look yourself in the mirror. You hated yourself. You made sure to hide this from Mitsuri and Obanai. You don’t know what they see in you. Maybe they only want you around because…. Because why? Why are you here. Both Mitsuri and Obanai are so pretty and they make such a beautiful couple, they’re both strong, but where do you fit in? What could you possibly do for them that they can’t already do? You shouldn’t be here, you shouldn’t even be aliv… tears. You’re crying. You hate yourself so much, you cover your eyes and sob.

Unknown to you, Obanai stood outside the room, listening to your sobs. Mitsuri had been coming around the corner and was about to greet him when he turned to her with a finger over where his mouth was, his other hand pointing at the door. Mitsuri walked over and heard your sobs. With tears in her own eyes she covered her mouth and looked at Obanai. “You stupid, fucking pig! Look at yourself, you might as well have a curly tail cause you’re fat like a goddamn pig…. I’m so fucking ugly” they heard you say to yourself. Obanai had a look of shock and Mitsuri one of horror.

“I shouldn’t even be alive! Why the hell am I even alive” You yelled as you sobbed, not aware of the two people listening. Mitsuri couldn’t take it anymore and ran into the room and wrapped her arms around you. “Wahhh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you felt this way! I’m so sorry, please don’t say such things, they hurt my heart!” Mitsuri wailed as she hugged you.

“Mitsuri is right. You shouldn’t say such horrible things about yourself. You want to know why you’re alive? You’re alive because we love you. You’re the one thing we know will always be here for us. Mitsuri and I could die at any time fighting demons, but knowing that you’re here, that we have such a wonderful person at home waiting for us. It makes us fight that much harder to come home.” Obanai said as he sat down beside you and rubbed your back.

“Obanai’s right! We absolutely love you and you’re the one constant in our lives that we can depend on. You take such good care of us, you always cook me such yummy food! How could we ever not love you?” Mitsuri cried as she squeezed you tight.

You wiped your eyes and looked at them. They both looked at you with such love filled eyes. They truly adored you. “Why didn’t you tell us you were feeling this way?” Mitsuri asked. “I didn’t want to be a burden on you guys, you both risk your lives and my worries are selfish compared to what you guys see and deal with” you replied. “Nonsense, you’re feelings are important to us, don’t you dare ever hold them back from us. If something is bothering you, tell us.” Obanai demanded. He wiped the tears from your eyes and looked at you so softly. “We love you, don’t you dare ever question it, understand?” He looked you straight in the eye. “Yes” you replied.

Obanai grabbed your hand and held it to his mouth before giving it a gentle kiss through his bandages. “You’re ours, understand. It’s our job to take care of you, just as it is your job to care for us, if I see you trying to hide your feelings from us again there will be consequences understand?” Obanai threatened. “What kind of consequences?” You asked. Mitsuri smiled and hugged you as Obanai blushed as his face turned red. “We-we’ll make you love yourself, we’ll force you to be kind to yourself!” Mitsuri cheered. “And if that doesn’t work, we’ll force you to endure endless pleasure until you learn to be kind to yourself.” Obanai threatened.

You smiled and hugged them both, “I love you both so much. Thank you” you thanked them as they hugged you back. “Now c’mon. Let’s go make dinner. I’m so hungry and food always makes me feel better!” Mitsuri tugged you with her and led you towards the kitchen as Obanai followed. You smiled and held Mitsuri’s hand. You feel so loved, they love you so much, guess you are worth something after all. Why else would you be loved so deeply by these guys.

#demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #obanai x mitsuri #obanai x reader #Obanai x Mitsuri x reader #mitsuri x reader #mitsuri kanroji #obanai iguro

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shaydeoffical · 2 years ago

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Demon Slayer x Plus Size Fem!Reader: Clubbing AU

Intro: It’s Friday night and classes are out for the weekend. (Y/n) and her friends are hitting the club and confessing their deepest feelings for each other. Join (Y/n) as she navigates her feelings, body, and drunkenness on a night that could change her life.

Tags: Partying, Confessions, Chubby body, Chubby reader, Fat Reader, Plus Size Reader, Demon Slayer AU, Happy Endings, Giyuu, Shinobu, Genya, Kyojuro Rengoku.

Warnings: Drunkenness, alcohol, body image, creeps at the bar.

Notes: Big thanks to @the-secret-thief and @heartfeltcierra for helping me edit and encouraging me to post again! I hope you all love the new story.

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“You’re shaking, are you nervous or excited?” Shinobu winged my eyeliner, her hand resting on my stomach as she balanced the liner on both sides. The bathroom in Giyu and Tanjiro’s home had terrible lighting, so Shinobu was inches from my face, pressing me closer to the light over the sink.

“Both?” My breath hitches in my throat, my white knuckles gripping the sink counter harder as Shinobu and Mitsuri giggle.

“Don’t be so worried.” Mitsuri played with the hem of her skirt. “You guys are going to have an awesome road trip.”

“I haven’t left campus except to come here, or visit home. Plus, you can’t predict how things will go at a new club.” Flashes of my cousin’s recording me on my twenty-first birthday, roll through my mind. I suck my stomach in, taking a deep breath before laughing. “God, I’m really killing the vibe. I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re just expressing what we all are thinking.” Kanae slips into the room, and it takes everything to keep my lips off the floor. She’s in a skin-tight lilac sleeveless dress, with a sheer butterfly shawl over top.

“Wow.” Mitsuri studies the glitter in her eyes and the highlight on her cheek. She had graduated from college last year and was working on her master’s degree, so she still liked to go out with us. “You’re stunning.”

“Thank you. You all look amazing.” Kanae winked at me, and I was frozen to my spot long enough for Shinobu to finish.

“There, beautiful.” Shinobu’s eyes never left mine, she ran her hands down my dress. It was a pink dress covered in hearts, Mitsuri had made it a point that we needed to match. While hers was loose and billowed around her body, mine was a little too big at the chest, and tight in the arms. But the fabric was forgiving, and she was so happy for us to match and I was just so happy to support a brand with a wide size range….

“You’re spacing out.” Shinobu pulled me off the sink and made me spin. “I know you love to dance, you’re going to have fun.”

“Why are we partying before a road trip?” I groaned hearing bass start to pound from outside… Kyojuro was defiantly waiting for us.

“Because it’s ladies' night.” Kanae smiled, wiggling her finger back and forth. We filed out of the washroom, and down the steps to the living room. The house was clean and simple, like a crisp spring in the morning. Their Uncle Uro had let them stay here during school. He was a teacher for the remote students, so he stayed in his office more often than not. That’s considering how often he was away at conferences, like tonight.

“Wow.” Tanjiro’s smile widened. “You all look lovely.” Kanao was beside him on the sofa, the two surrounded by books and loose papers.

“Be safe tonight,” Kanao whispered, turning back to her notes quickly.

“We will. Giyu will be looking after us.” I teased as the dark-haired man emerged from the downstairs bathroom. He was wearing a button-up, with all the buttons latched as they should, and a pair of black slacks.

“Of course.” He tinged red, and the front door opened, all our focus going to Kyojuro and Obanai.

“Hey, guys.” Mitsuri doesn’t miss a beat greeting the other half of the group. Now we were just missing-

“Oi, why are y’all so slow?” Sanemi bellowed from his car, laying on the horn. The only one not cringing was Kyo, who was way too focused on, me.

“Hey! We’re coming alright.” Shinobu growled, grabbing my arm and pulling me along. “We’re riding with Kyo, right?”

“Yeah.” I barely slipped my shoes on and clasped Kyojuro’s hand to have him follow along.

“(Y/N), you look amazing.” He didn’t need to be dragged, as he lopped arms with me and kept pace with Shinobu.

“Alright, here we go.” I laughed as they rushed to the red SUV. “Thank you Kyo, I feel good.” He smiled, and even in the dark the way his eyes crinkled made my heart race.

“Dibs on the back!” Shinobu opened the back door and tucked me inside like a cop, holding my head and everything. While she was studying medicine like Kanae, she might have had an affinity for criminal justice. She wasn’t strong, but she knew how to command a room and stay calm in a hard situation. Like the time we had to dissect a frog and it started to move….she might have quickly poisoned it, but it was quick and painless.

After more of a ruckus, everyone was in their cars and on their way to the club. Kyo looked back before we took off, he reached back and rubbed my knee and I swatted at his hand. “Kyo.” The smile that spread on my face was infectious as he grinned back at me.

“Ach hem.” Giyu had crawled into the front seat and was feeling infected with a smile. “Let’s follow Sanemi before he leaves us in the dust.”

“Is Genya coming this time?” Shinobu hummed, holding my hand and encouraging me to relax back into the seat.

“I think so.” Kyo then nodded. “I see his mohawk in the back seat.”

“They put him between Mitsuri and Obanai, how cruel.” I sighed, Kyo passing back a bottle of rum…my favorite brand.

“He’s abrasive.” Shinobu opens the bottle and then hands it to me. I take a long swig, and she follows suit. “But, I was the younger sister tagging along when I turned twenty-one. It’s a rite of passage.”

“I suppose.” I take another drink and pass the bottle to Giyu who takes a quick sniff of the bottle before taking a smooth gulp.

“Good choice Kyo. Did you pick it with someone in mind?” Giyu pointed his head back at me, and I nervously laughed, shrinking into Shinobu. It had been our pre-game choice since I mentioned liking it last year. There was no reason to call Kyo out now. I thought Kyojuro would deny it or make an offhand comment, but he didn’t.

“Why yes. (Y/N).” Kyo grins, shifting his car to the next gear. My heart was already racing, but now it was flying.

“So, Sanemi and Kyo are the designated drivers tonight.” I could feel heat settle on my cheeks, and a sense of weightlessness hit my limbs. Oh, to dream.

“Yup, they are.” Shinobu was still cuddled next to me, nuzzling her head on mine, our hair was gathering static and handing straight up, so I smoothed it.

“It’s not me for once.” Giyu could have been described as bitter at this moment, but the truth was he didn’t trust just anyone to D.D. Especially if I was volunteering. He really didn’t trust my driving and with good reason. Drunk or not, I tuckered myself out way too easily at the club and was always super sleepy at the end. Kyo verged on the same, but he knew when to hold back.

“We’re here.” Kyo parks, and we tuck the bottle under the back seat and hop out of the car.

“(Y/N)! Save me!” Mitsuri ran into my arms. I caught her with a slight wobble to my steps, thankfully Giyu was behind me and gave me a boost forward.

“What’s wrong?” I pet her hair. Most of the group went on to buy our wristbands. “Did someone hurt you?”

Kanae stayed back and whispered in my ear. “Genya ignored her and started to growl. So, she’s a little worked up.”

“He’s going to pay.” Obanai was muttering to himself, and I couldn’t help but think that Mitsuri might not be the only one needing saving tonight.

“Let’s get inside. How about that?” I offered.

“Yeah. Let’s have some fun?” Kanae was my backup, grabbing Obanai and following behind me as we got to the front.

The bouncer looked at my I.D. and then huffed. “You clean up nice.” He smirked, putting a band around my wrist.

“Um, thank you.” I looked into the club, mist scattered across the floor, and as expected, there were ladies in large amounts.

“(Y/N)! Over here.” Kyojuro waved me to the dance floor, a drink in his hand.

“On my way,” I called back to him. There was a large dance floor, with plenty of flashing lights and cool patterns to make me dizzy. But first, I needed to set my purse down with the losers who wouldn’t dance.

“There you guys are. Gosh, what took so long.” Genya was the one complaining this time. Sanemi and Kanae were sneaking off to make out, no doubt. Those two didn’t seem compatible, but there they were, just behind the speaker swapping more than secrets. “What are you staring at?” Genya took over my vision, and I yelped stepping back. Why was he so close, and why did he smell so good?

“Nothing.” I shivered, rubbing my mostly bare arms…fuck cap sleeves.

“Here.” He shoved a bottle into my hand. “I got this for you.”

I looked closer and it was a wine cooler, in my favorite flavor. How did he know? “Thank you Genya, this was very sweet.” I reminded myself he was still learning how to act in adult spaces…and it’s not like he had a solid role model in Sanemi.

“Will you, drink one with me?” he held up another cooler and uncapped it.

“Of course.” I break the seal on mine and undo the lid. “To tonight.”

“To tonight.” He nodded and we both downed the drink. While we should have been doing shots, this was cute. He was so sweet, and I’d go as far as to say thoughtfully. While I trusted him, he still left it sealed…

“(Y/N)! Come dance with us.” Shinobu was dancing with Kyojuro, pulling me towards her like a rope. Giyu was standing close by as my bodyguard, as usual.

“Come on, let’s dance Genya.” I tugged him with me and got to the dance floor.

“I can’t dance.” He whispered.

“Well, just watch us for a minute, and bob to the music,” I instructed, joining my favorite people.

The song changed, it was just words at first, then the beat slowly started to build up, with each new sound, I added a movement. Starting with my hips, working up my arms to my head, and back to my legs. Without noticing, I fully submerged myself into the music, my eyes shut tight, but I could see everything I needed to.

“Those hips don’t lie,” Kyojuro whispered in my ear, breaking my concentration long enough to get behind me and bump a stranger from joining us.

“No, they don’t.” I see Giyu had also turned away a few people from our group. I see Shinobu was still dancing with us, and Genya had loosened up a little and was using his arms and hips to dance.

Another song comes on, and we kept dancing, and drinking our collective body weight in rum. Soon Obanai and Mitsuri pulled us off the dance floor to do some test-tube shots. I was more than ready for another round of shots.

“I have an idea before we just take these.” Mitsuri put the bottom between her lips and balanced it. “We Ta-E iT li-E T-is.” She grabbed Obanai and kneeled In Front of him and lined up the tube to his lips, before pushing him down and letting him swallow it whole.

“No way.” Genya walked away.

“I wanna! (Y/N), do me.” Shinobu offered me the vile, her hand lingering on mine.

“No, me.” Mitsuri volunteered.

“Huh, she isn’t doing anyone but me.” Genya turned around, puffing out his chest.

“How about she do Giyu?” Obanai licked his lips. “ I can do you.” He looked at Mitsuri with narrowed eyes that kept daring the rest of us to offer to sensually pour booze down her throat.

“(Y/n), who do you want to do your shot?” Kanae snuck up behind me, laughing as I stiffened.

“Uhhh?”

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