#oc slayer

[ask-the-layers]

What's the deal between Mother and Slayer? Do they not get along?

Yeah you could say that...

[faintrustle]

I wasn't expecting this kind of KIBUTSUJI MUZAN:

[mlarty]

would you still love me if I was your stinky slayer-wife? (of course he would)

[thatcerealkiller]

“My blood thirsty friend.”

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[eli-workshop]

A REAL ANIMATIC LESSGOOOO

[pfpanimes]

⌕ kimetsu no yaiba: hashira geiko-hen • EP 08.

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[chikawaas]

LMFAO SANEGIYUU STUFF

YEA RHAS ALL I LOVE THEMMM

[academic-vampire]

𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔨 𝔬𝔯… 𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔢? 🍷

[erexart]

Someone should give flowers to him, he acts tough but i know his ass is soft

[cherri-rice]

Softly Sleeping

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(Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Genya, Muichirou)

How they sleep with their s/o

‘Sleeping headconnons’

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Tanjiro_

-he has a multi step skin care routine for both morning and night

-definitely showed before bet no matter how tired he may be

-sleeps on top of a big plush comforter and covers himself with a small throw blanket

-has a bunch of pillows around him since he’s used to sleeping with him siblings

-gets overly hot while sleeping and will wake up in a sweat, so morning showers are a yes

-when sleeping with you he will throw out some pillows and with cuddle you instead

-he loves to spoon, doesn’t matter who’s the big spoon

-doesn’t even really care about the position, just wants to cuddle

-baby boy gets nightmares often. About losing you or him not being strong enough

-make sure to reassure him. A lot.

-ruin your fingers through his hair

-kiss him scar

Zenitsu_

-will not sleep without you

-you must be in the same bed. Sharing the same blanket

-will shower only in the morning

-he gets paranoid that there will be a demon waiting for him to get out

-uses heavy weighted blankets

-one measly pillow is enough for him

-begs to keep the lights on

-safe to say you got him a night light

-he curls into your side, legs intertwined with yours, and his face hidden in your neck

-with you soothing him with words and back rubs

Inosuke_

-bro forget to shower

-plus he sweats like, ironically, a pig

-uses his blankets like a birds nest

-he has no use for pillows, uses his arms (or legs)

-man had like 0 natural melatonin

-he does however love stuffed animals (specifically pigs and birds)

-his all time favorite plush was a gift from you. A stuffed shrimp

-sleeps at your side with the blankets surrounding the both of you

-sleeps in a bell but wakes up with an arm and leg sprawled over you

-wakes up in the night for a snack

Genya_

-poor baby has a struggling sleep schedule

-with fighting demons, training, and trying to prove himself to his brother

-he has no time for a break

-will shower every night no matter

-drinks a glass of milk every night right before getting in bed

-takes him a while to actually fall asleep

-needs white noise or some kind of fan

-sleeps with an unbuttoned shirt

-uses a thin blanket but keeps one leg out

-when you sleep with him, he will button himself

-you sleep right next to him holding his hand

-while you trace your fingers over his scars telling him how beautiful he is

-will wait for you to fall asleep before even closing his eyes

Muichirou_

-he hates sleep

-a night in bed is when he only ever so slightly remembers his past

-he thinks it’s nightmares of his future

-will forget to shower. So you’d have to remind him

-telling step by step outside the door

-surprisingly puts his hair in a braid (has you do it)

-sleeps on his back

-stares at the ceiling, making out shapes in the wall

-need you beside him at all times in the night

-doesn’t use a blanket

-watches you as you breath in and out softly

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[faintrustle]

He is young and naive, yet undeniably handsome

[yuki2sksksk]

Happy Eid Mubarak 🙌🎉

[uchu-no-bashira]

ℍ𝕦𝕤𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕕!𝔾𝕪𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕚 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟!

TW: Minors Do Not Interact Sexual themes, Fem!Reader.

Your husband!Gyomei, the gentlest of giants, the most patient and loving. You thank the powers that be that you were blessed to be the one he chose, every single day.

Your husband!Gyomei who is nothing short of perfect, the way that he would silently guide you away from the street and close to his left side. And he’d never forget to use the warmth of his large hand to gently cradle your own, tenderly and comfortably like it were the final piece to his massive puzzle.

Your husband!Gyomei who spends those autumn crisp early mornings sitting on the engawa of your shared home and drinking matcha, holding a cup with one hand with his palm on your waist as you lean against his supportive arms. Your shoulder, a resting place for his chin, as he closes his eyes and listens to your being. Your aura. You are his peace.

Your husband!Gyomei, who had your fingers tangled in the sheets and eyes drifting into your skull, grunting softly with each mewl and whine you failed to contain. Who wraps his arm around your knee and squeezes your plush inner thigh, peppering butterfly kisses against the inside of your knee.

Your husband!Gyomei, who asks “are you okay, my love?” When you gasp for air, your wanton breaths shudder as the heat in your belly spreads to your chest and tingles down your spine. He smiles at the sound of your pleasure, needing nothing more than that as a suitable answer.

Your husband!Gyomei, whose skin cools the inflamed surface of your own and feeling you at the precipice of release, his calloused palms cupping your cheek and his thumb wiping away the accumulated sweat on your temple. The loving curl on his lips fade, his expression hardening as he pushes against that soft, gummy muscle in your core; his eyes closing and jaw going slack as he listens to the rhythmic slapping of his hips against yours. “Close.” He whispers huskily into the cavity of your ear and desperately lining the base of your jaw with meaningful kisses.

Your husband!Gyomei, who can’t take the sensation of your nipples brushing against the raised prickles of his skin. He paints your walls once you ghost over his lips and dig your nails into his forearm. He’s slipping in and out of you almost uncontrollably with a moan while slowly bringing himself to a stop. He rests, bare chested against you, unwilling to dislodge himself from the sweltering heat of your warmth. He enjoys this closeness. Loving you, loving being against and with you. So much that he tears up from the bramble of your hearts intertwined as one…

[pfpanimes]

⌕ kimetsu no yaiba: hashira geiko-hen • EP 05.

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[kazueisaloser]

Back with sol and luna as obamitsu <33

Will I make more of them in ds? maybe...

[academic-vampire]

𝔒𝔥, 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤… 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔥𝔲𝔯𝔱…🍷