#rp kny

[ask-dancing-fox]

Did anyone else notice this?

The scars are very different. In the first image the scar is considerably larger and more gnarly than in Giyuu's memory. This was the same case in the manga as well.

I believe this was an intentional choice because this is how Sabito really looked vs how GIYUU remembers Sabito. I suppose it could be said Giyuu was remembering through rose tinted glasses to an extent and it's understandable that after having repressed the memory of Sabito for so long some details would be off.

Also, In Giyuu's eyes Sabito's scar wasn't this huge, ugly thing because that didn't matter to Giyuu thus it's apperance being minimalized in his eyes. most people would be put off by that massive 'blemish' but seeing as it's been reduced to such a small detail was really touching in Giyuu's memory. Yes it's there, yes it's a part of Sabito, but Giyuu hardly notices it. All he sees is SABITO.

[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…

[ask-mikitama-suzuki]

*cutely grabs regular Milo and runs away with her*

you’re mine now.

*She gasps then sees its you* “Hi Yuna!” *She giggles*

(your oc’s name is yuna right? sorry, i’m not the leader of the muichiro memory for mothing😂)

[ask-tanjiro-kamado]

Alright hit me* his ready for a fight* use your breathing technique and I'll use mine

*She smiles excitedly and nods* “Alright!”

[rui-ayaki-lower5]

(Rp Starter)

*A smol child was running around in the forest until she suddenly notices Rui up in a tree and waves up at him with a smiley face plastered on the child’s face.*

*Rui had been in the middle of helping a baby raccoon get back to its mama when the swift motion caught his attention and he waved back before doing a double-take, not recognizing the small child. He decided to call out to her* "hello there, are you lost little one?"

[gilded-sunrays]

Yoriichi w/a Pregnant!S.O

Pairings⌇Yoriichi × Reader insert [Yoriichi and Y/N are in a pre-established relationship, ie married]

Warnings⌇ Pregnancy, labour & birth

𖤐ˎˊ˗Masterlist

▪︎The news of your pregnancy wouldn't surprise Yoriichi at all, knowing the exact moment you got pregnant thanks to the transparent world.

▪︎ However, when you shared the announcement, a wave of emotion surged within him. As you revealed your pregnancy, Yoriichi would smile warmly at you, offering his heartfelt congratulations. The once stoic husband you knew would become visibly emotional, suddenly embracing you in his arms.

▪︎You really meant a lot to him, and he deeply loved you. It was difficult to let go of Uta, letting go of his past life, and it took a long time for him to open up and love again.

▪︎Yoriichi's love for you was profound, and he was grateful for you to even be here with him, as you had given him another chance at building a new family. And he swore to protect and cherish both you and your child with every fibre of his being.

▪︎With tears in his eyes, your husband would tenderly wrap his arms around you in a comforting embrace, resting his head on your shoulder as he made a solemn promise—

"I promise, Y/n.. I will protect you and our baby with every cell of my being.. regardless of the sacrifices required.."

▪︎Yoriichi was a devoted husband, and since the news of your pregnancy, his affection and protectiveness towards you had noticeably grown. Yoriichi had already gone through a pregnancy before, so he was already aware of your needs and wants and the whole process of it.

▪︎And thanks to the transparent world on top of it, he could tell the things your body was going through. So in a way, he was already aware of the problems you were facing without you needing to say a single word.

▪︎Yet, despite all that.. Yoriichi would still visit Sumiyoshi frequently. He'd talk to him, seeking advice from both him and Suyako, and he always brought along various items for you. ▪︎Sometimes, Yoriichi would even bring over recipes from the Kamado family that were apparently good for pregnancy, and he would encourage you to give them a try. -Most of them were admittedly quite tasty, but there was one in particular—

▪︎You honestly couldn't quite tell if Yoriichi had made it himself or where he had found it, but he once handed you a glass of raw spinach juice, claiming it was excellent for the baby. You took a sip, and it almost made you gag,

-- "Oh my god, Yoriichi! What is this!?" "You should drink it, my dear... it is good for you." "Absolutely not!!"

▪︎As time went on and your pregnancy progressed, managing household tasks became increasingly challenging. During this time, Yoriichi would encourage you to take a break and would take care of all the chores himself. If you resisted, he would gently lift you and set you down on the futon to ensure you could rest.

▪︎He didn't seem to mind at all, although it was undeniably pretty strange and somewhat unsettling to witness him perform tasks with such rapidity. Preparing meals, tidying up the house, and washing the dishes collectively took less than ten minutes.. Although you did your best to assist him, he would have already completed everything.

▪︎However, there were times when it all felt like too much. Along with the physical changes, you also faced significant mood swings, often feeling down. Sometimes, even the simplest task, like getting up to take a bath, felt like a daunting task.

▪︎Yoriichi was an understanding man though, and in case any issues came up, he would be right there to assist you, even taking the time to give you baths himself-

▪︎He would ensure the water temperature was perfect, standing behind you to maintain your comfort. He'd be slow as he'd massage your scalp and wash your lovely h/c hair thoroughly, pouring the warm water slowly on your scalp, making sure to avoid your eyes. He'd then slowly move down as he'd wash your body gently and slowly. Yoriichi was mindful of your comfort and made a conscious effort to avoid sensitive areas.

▪︎Your husband was deeply caring towards you. Yet at times, it left you feeling somewhat uneasy; sometimes it felt as though you were placing too much weight on his shoulders.

▪︎But when you'd bring up your concerns to him, he would just look at you with gentle and slightly melancholic eyes as he'd speak to you in his most gentle voice.

"Y/n.."

▪︎He'd slowly remove a strand of your hair from your face, tenderly cradling your cheek with his weathered and calloused hand.

"I do not view you as a burden. I am grateful to have a wonderful woman like you as my wife. You have given me another chance in life. I would never think of you, and neither our child, as a burden-- but as treasures to be cherished.."

▪︎He'd then gently wrap you in his strong arms, letting your head rest on his broad chest, embracing you in his warmth.

"I love you.. y/n.."

"Regardless of what may come.. I will always stand by your side.."

▪︎Yoriichi had already departed early in the morning to fetch a midwife during labor. Remarkably, he returned in less than an hour with one.

▪︎Throughout the birthing process, Yoriichi maintained his usual calm demeanor, though internally he felt quite anxious.

▪︎Regardless of whether you wanted his presence during the birth or not, he would respect your wishes and adhere to them

▪︎If you wish for him to be with you, he would be there to comfort you and hold your hand. He would tenderly pat and caress your head, trying his best to help you through the pain. Even though he appeared calm on the outside, it hurt him deeply to see you suffering like this.

▪︎On the other hand, if you prefer him to stay away, he would be anxiously pacing outside your home, wishing for your well-being.

▪︎Thankfully, the birth went smoothly, and the baby was born. Shortly thereafter, he embraced you and your child tenderly, his eyes brimming with tears..

"Thank you.. y/n.."

[flowerhashira-kanae]

continued from: here

"I should hope so...They actually inspired me to try to be better..." *Perhaps an excited student presenting their latest project to their teachers might be more accurate of a comparison? He points to the sword-loss-preventative attachment before explaining it* "With this one, one end will attach to either the guard or handle of the sword, whichever one works best and the other end will attach to the slayer uniforms belt-loops. It will also be stretchy enough to stretch the users entire arm-span without the snap-back effect hindering the effectiveness of the users swing" *He pauses for a moment and looks at the two with a slightly confused expression* "I really don't mean to...just spiders are so effective at what they do and webbing has so many uses...and I do not really know how else to help...As for talking about using these with your master, the other hashira and the weaker slayers; that would probably be for the best...considering these could very well be essentials once muzan makes his next move..."

(holy mother of the gods, the queens and holy freaking shit tumblr is driving me up one side of the crazy tree and down the other)

She smiles softly. She couldn’t wait to bring Tanjiro and Nezuko over to see him. She knew it’d make all of their day just to see each other. She holds her sister close as she watches his little presentation with excitement. “Hm….it might make more sense to see it in action I’m a little confused on how this might work sorry.” She wanted to understand him so bad because he seemed so happy but it was still a little confusing. She sighs. “Yea it’s just that I don’t want to overwork all of you since I know you’re still so small and your spiders are too. The hashira are pretty strong so we won’t need it as much as the younger slayers but I’ll still discuss it with them.”

Shinobu agrees with her. “Yea it’s better for them to try it out first just incase something doesn’t work right. Also they definitely need any help than can get based off how terribly the training is going.”

[crescent-blades]

Hello! Could I please request some headcanons of how Kokushibo would be as a father? (Psst im the same anon that requested foe yoriichi) i just loved your writing and i was hoping if you could write the same for koku! I hope it is alright, thank you <3

Father!Kokushibo | Part 1

Pairings⌇Kokushibō and his child [c/n], & Kokushibō × wife!Reader. Warnings⌇Mentions of killing/hunting humans.

A/N⌇Sure anon, I am glad you enjoyed it ^^. I hope you enjoy this one just as much!

𖤐ˎˊMasterlist

▪︎Kokushibō may present himself as a stoic father, seemingly cold and unapproachable. But deep down, there would lie a deep affection for his child, even if he may not outwardly show it.

▪︎Being centuries old, living through countless battles and having endured countless battles and fights with a heart of stone in this harsh world, Kokushibō surprisingly had a tender side when it came to his child.

▪︎It was something he himself wouldn't have expected; starting a family was the last thing on his mind, yet here he was, nurturing and providing for both you and your little one.

▪︎Although Kokushibō seemed somewhat hesitant, he genuinely seemed relish the moments spent conversing with your baby. ▪︎ Tenderly holding the infant in his arms, cradling them and taking them to small walks, showing them the world outside.

▪︎You had observed numerous parents engaging in conversation with their infants, so it wasn't shocking for Kokushibo wanting to do the same. ▪︎What caught you off guard was how, unlike other parents who used a sweet tone and "baby talk" with their infants, your husband actually talked with your baby as if they were colleagues in a business meeting. His tone was softer, but his way of communicating remained serious—

"The demons are becoming less formidable compared to their previous state, they resemble nothing more than untamed beasts.. Is it not regrettable, c/n?"

*cue baby noises*

▪︎Considering that your child was a half-demon, they would require human flesh to survive. For that, Kokushibō would seek out the finest humans, providing only the most exquisite flesh for his offspring. ▪︎In fact, he would also bring Marechi, as it posed no challenge for someone of his caliber. Occasionally, he would even bring the blood of an upper moon, ensuring the very best for his little one.

▪︎At night, when he takes on the responsibilities as the uppermoon one, he often has many obligations that keep him away. However, he will ensure that you and the baby are safe in secure quarters, under his watchful protection. ▪︎As a father and a husband, Kokushibō is incredibly devoted and protective of those he loves.

▪︎Soon, time would fly by, and your little one would soon transition from a baby to a child. You would notice Kokushibō becoming increasingly composed and even a bit stricter than they were in their infancy.

▪︎Kokushibō would have gotten clothes tailored specifically for them; the patterns would be similar to his own to symbolise that they were his child, along with a matching ponytail to his. [If the child happened to be a girl, I imagine her hairstyle resembling that of Uta or Akeno (his mother) as in a low ponytail, but ultimately, I think that would be up to you.]

▪︎It was a family legacy of his, amd although he had left it all behind long ago, the customs and values remained deeply ingrained in him.

▪︎Kokushibō would definitely introduce his child to the basics of swordsmanship early on, including a basic stance and how to correctly hold a katana.

▪︎And if the child happened to be interested in the art of the sword and aspired to be a samurai, he would undoubtedly feel a swell of pride in his heart. ▪︎ After all, it was only natural for them, being of his lineage, to be drawn to the art of wielding a sword.

[giyuknownasgary]

Guess who's back 😋

[petalsworn]

True  strength  comes  from  our  ability  to  forgive  ー  to  forge  ahead  in  the  hope  of  making  things  right.  It  comes  from  ourselves.

──.✿    #𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐍  :  meet  Hanako  Omori,  the  Flower  Hashira  !  an  independent  &  selective  original  character  based  on  Koyoharu  Gotōge's  𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔  𝐍𝐎  𝐘𝐀𝐈𝐁𝐀  with  an  established  verse  for  Gege  Akutami's  𝑱𝑼𝑱𝑼𝑻𝑺𝑼  𝑲𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬𝑵. carrd ! plotting call !

[notgenya]

Hello genya was Aizetsu yummy?

He tasted like tears and despair.

He was delicious.

[ask-muichiro-tokito]

Do I have permission to show you my OC for no reason at all then give you extreme detail about it? Just to RP with you then forget a while later-

(fjdjcndbf ofc you cannn🥺 i might bring in my oc too hehe:>)

[uchu-no-bashira]

Night Time Relief - Demon!Gyomei x Fem!Reader

TW: Minors do not interact. Husband Gyomei, Demon Gyomei, Dubious Consent, Incubus, Non-con Touching, Non-con elements, Breeding, Power play, Power Imbalance, Blood, Restraining, Biting, Licking, Scratching, Slight Vore(?), Predator/Prey.

A Kasugai crow delivered you orders to destroy maybe one of the most skilled killers in the forest, West of the village it preys on. Without a second thought, you make your way through the woods that night, failing to note that the area around was incomprehensibly still. The smell of petrichor fills the air as freezing raindrops fall to the Earth, shrouding the forest with the soft sound of clattering leaves. You couldn’t ignore the feeling of foreboding in your mind as your footsteps grew lighter and swifter. You could feel it burning the back of your neck, a relentless gaze waiting for you in the abyss of total darkness among the tree line behind you. With hasty eyes, you glance back and forth along the moonlit path ahead and behind you.

Being this uneasy was nothing new to you seeing as you killed demons nightly, so being unsettled from time to time was a given, but tonight? Tonight was different. What was it about this area that forced goosebumps to traverse your body as well as make your stomach turn with venomous butterflies that corrupted your nervous system? It plagued your mind so heavily that you decided to go through the checklist of red flags you’d created in your time as a slayer, counting the top three off the list.

"Darkness, check. Ominous feeling of dread, check... What was that third thing?... Fuck, I'm too scared to remember.”

Hearing you admit to fear so blatantly brought a smile to your pursuer's face, he decided to enjoy the thrill of the chase until the very last moment, so he continued to prowl around in the shadows, waiting for his opportunity to pounce. "How would she taste?" He wondered, keeping his distance while remaining as low as he could, blades of grass gently sliding across his arms, legs and stomach, boosting his sensory skills as he 'sees' the world around him essentially. He listens to your footsteps, allowing the pursuer to constantly keep track of your precise location. It didn’t make it any better that he knows his prey well, he also knows that you’re onto him. All he has to do is stay out of sight. Gyomei had to admit he was a bit disappointed in his meek beloved for not realizing how grave the danger you were in, but he also knew that when you are petrified, you don't use your mind properly.

If You'd been a bit more composed, you would have realized that his commanding aura of dominance quieted all the other creatures in the forest, leaving an eerie, deathly silence that would make even the most expert of hikers turn around and head home. With a deep breath your eyes close slowly, trying desperately to remember what it was that was throwing you off-kilter. You rely on your ears and sense of smell. There was nothing that stood out immediately except the sound of the light rain coming to a stop, so with a low grumble, you whispered to yourself. "Listen to the forest… Listen to the creek around you and the creatures-” You pause momentarily as it finally dawns on you, “There are no other sounds but the creek!… It shouldn't be this qui-”

Before you finish the sentence, a deep snarl comes from your left just as your head turns in it’s direction. Faster than you could open your eyes, a branch snapped, then Gyomei’s body crashed into you. You tumble a few times against the ground, ultimately being pinned to your back. The sound of thumping in your ears increases as you stare into a set of luminous red eyes and gaze upon ashen brown skin that was cold to the touch. Gyomei lets out a deep chuckle while pinning your small hands above your head.

"You remember too late, my love. I thought you would have realized that over an hour ago when I first entered the area." He states in a menacing baritone voice. The force of his tackle left your weapons too far away for you to reach. Regardless, you fight with the strength you have by kicking the demon's rock hard abdominals. Desperate and breathing unsteadily, you do everything imaginable to break free of Gyomei's imperishable death grip on your wrists. The force he applied made it feel like they were going to snap as you grimaced. You continued to think of a way to at least propel him up and over your head, if only you could steady your feet. He was as heavy as a fully loaded train and the sight of his bloodied canines shining in the moonlight made your breathing even more sporadic with the thought that you’d be your husband’s next meal.

Your focus was drawn to his face and how terrifying it was. It harbored black cracks all over that spread along his neck and shoulders, with four extra arms protruding from his side while two continue to pin you. The sounds of your own breaths were drowned out and dominated by his hungry growls. What could have happened to him? Why did this happen to him? He would never agree to becoming a demon… or so you thought. Is this where he’s been for the last two years since his last mission? Through the midst of your confusion, you let out an exasperated grunt, finally finding the words you want to say to him.

"Gy-Gyomei, please! It’s me, your wife, don't-'' You're interrupted as one of Gyomei's free hands comes up to your mouth, covering it in a surprisingly gentle fashion. He makes sure to not scratch your mouth or face with his blackened, serrated claws. Tears of blood flow from his eyes, down his ashen cheeks and onto yours. The cries you expelled were muffled as your own tears involuntarily slip from your eyes and mix with the blood on your face. You begin shaking your head back and forth rapidly, your breaths continuing to stagger as you adamantly try to break free, twisting your wrists until you both hear a loud pop.

The feeling of sharpened nails press into the flesh of your cheek, any more and he’d puncture it. "Shh... My love, don't make this any harder than it needs to be." He tones deeply into your ear as he leans down, the heat from his words making you release a scream into his palm in frustration. Gyomei hums before moving his frosted fingers away from your mouth, slowly tracing along the thickness of your lips before he pinches your chin in the cusp of his index finger. A sharp pain radiates the underside of your chin as his thumb nail penetrates the skin and he draws blood. The stream of red fluid tickles your trachea as you close your eyes from the burning sensation. "You act as if you don't want this… Have you not missed me in my absence?” He asks honestly.

Your breath stifles, your eyes fly open, blistered with tears of grief you’d thought long passed as you lock eyes with your hunter... With your husband. “He remembers me…” You think to yourself while continuing to wiggle your wrist. Finding a little bit of room within his large hands, you were able to break one of your hands free, although you assumed he allowed you to. You slap his hand away from your chin, then shove your palm into his face. "Get.. off... Me!..." You grunt, feet still kicking at his hardened stomach that he, of course, cannot feel. This coerces a demented chuckle from the giant as jagged teeth sink into your palm, burning instantly. Suddenly, the space around your waist is tugged as his nails cut into your sides easily like a knife gliding through butter. He digs his nails in deep, stopping just before any major arteries as he holds you steady.

More of your blood trickles over his fingertips and a feral growl escapes his chest. A loud scream begins to escape your own mouth, the same burning in your chin earlier now ravaging the entirety of your body, the nerves screaming in pain across the synapses in your brain… But then… The area grows warm and sensitive, changing the feral screams of your voice into pleasured moans. Gyomei's top left arm continues to hold one of your wrists, while the top right that you’d smacked away, grabs your offending bloody hand and he drags his tongue over the wound he'd made.

He laps at your palm sensually, slurping on your red nectar while he chuckles. "You know there is no point in this." He tones before licking his lips. "You're too sweet to let go and far too valuable to me to share with anyone else."

You scoff at his words in disgust. "Listen... To yourself!! You- Anh~!" A moan quivers in your voice as his nails squeeze deeper into your sides. "You sound... Like a... Monster! This isn't you! You're not like this!..." You whimper, eyes closing as you turn your head away from what used to be your loving husband. Gyomei continues to lick your wound, becoming even more roused by the position he's in. He kisses his way down your wrist, then smiles playfully.

“But you're enjoying yourself and don't want me to stop... Isn't that right?" He asks in a smooth tone of voice. You hated yourself for agreeing with the demon, a faint heat creeping along your cheeks as you refused to answer, your body now basking in the warmth surging through your body. His carnivorous licks grow more pleasant with each passing second. You look up at the demon with curiosity plaguing your mind.

"Exactly... What kind of demon are you? Why did you become a demon? How could you.. Leave me for so long?" You ask in a medium pitched, breathy voice. Your arousal was obvious to the demon towering above you. He gently responds back while placing your hand back in its original place in his large palm, pinning it above your head again.

"My only reason for becoming a demon was to meet you again. I was dying a painful death on my final mission as a Slayer and could not bear the thought of never saying goodbye… So, I did what I must to meet you once more. I try not to dwell on my blunder, as what I wished for finally came to pass.” He tones while dragging his nail along the supple flesh of your skin. “As far as what kind of demon, it should be obvious by now, my love. Tell me, what do you think I am?" He asks while taking the finger on his bottom right hand to the top of your slayer uniform, then drags it down to the waistline of your pants. The sound of fabric tearing and buttons popping could be heard as your breasts burst out of the torn clothing.

The sound of the demon purring signals that he likes what he sensed, your overwhelming aroma of lust teasing his nose and tongue as he palms your chest. The cold wet air grazing your bare flesh and nipples pulls a stifled moan from your lips before you answer. "An... Incubus?..." Gyomei nods his head slowly, then places his forehead to yours.

“Will you allow me to indulge in your warmth once more, y/n? I may be a demon… But I still care deeply about you, that much I have not forgotten.” He asks while looping his finger on the inside of your pants. You couldn’t help but relent and nod your head. You’d missed his touch so much for the past two years that he was away. He grins at you lovingly, then begins to drag his finger from the base of your collarbone to your navel tearing the flesh of your torso as he goes. The sound of your moans flooding his ear brought bliss throughout his body.

He uses his last two arms to spread your legs, exposing a precious pussy that was oozing cum prematurely as he rubs his clothed dick against your sensitive bulb. His venom had worked just as he wanted it to. He feels along your tiny frame as you fully submit to your lust. With your head tilted back, eyes half lidded and your body flushed beyond all reason, you position your hips against the underside of his dick. The massive output of steam from your body signals to him that you’re all his and your resistance has dissipated. Gyomei giggles at you before dragging his tongue along your bloody torso. "You taste amazing, my love…" He whispers as removes his claws from your waist and free’s his large dick from his pants, then lines it up at your opening. “This will hurt a bit.”

As he pushes his hips forward, his dick seemingly splits you up the middle and presses into your cervix as you let out a feral moan. How thrilling it felt to be under your husband once again albeit under less than ideal circumstances. Here you were, bare as a newborn child on the forest floor, mating with a demon of astronomical size and strength. Each thrust into your tight hole had you seeing stars and squeezing your nails into your palms. “T-to much!... H-hurts!” You cry as tears of pleasure start to careen down your cheeks. Gyomei snarls as he leans in to bite your neck, injecting more venom into you, soothing your pain while feeding himself in the process as your scream takes on a more pleasured tone.

Gyomei drags his tongue along your neck slowly and with the tantalizing taste of iron on his tongue accompanied by the feeling of his dick being squeezed and sucked into your greedy pussy has soft, pleased growls leaving his chest with each snap of his hips. He could lose himself in this sensation and he does. You’re intoxicating to this man and he can’t stop himself as he goes in a second time, sinking his teeth into your shoulder. Your heavy breathing and moaning has your heart pumping his venom through your veins at an exponential rate, causing you to cum all over his pelvis as you take him in his entirety.

“F-fuck!... S-so big!… S-so good!~” You whimper, your pussy spasms as you feel a dagger like sensation piercing into your collar bone, the sound of squelching filling the air as your eyes drift to the back of your head. The feeling of his cold skin against your own causes temporary relief as you continue to release guttural moans into Gyomei’s ear. The large demon continues to drive into you harder, deeper, faster until he feels you nearing your breaking point. He squeezes your wrists tighter, pumping into you sloppily as creamy white slick spreads to his abdomen.

“Almost...” He pleads in a deep and needy tone as he angles himself to fuck into your sweet spot. The sheer feeling of him pushing into your tightening hole was too much to bear, what tips him over the edge was the sound of your voice breaking as you orgasm loudly, the sound reverberating in his ears causing him to let out a deep groan that vibrates your chest as he shoots thick, hot ropes of his seed into you.

Both of you were breathing heavily and you’d looked like you’d been mauled by a demon. Bite marks everywhere and close to severe blood loss. You look up at him with tired eyes, the adrenaline from his venom wearing off as you ask breathily,

“Are you going to devour me now?”

Gyomei chuckles and lets go of your bruised wrists.

“Oh, my love… this is just the first of our encounters. I’ve decided this will not be the last of us meeting. As I said: You're too sweet to let go and far too valuable to me to share with anyone else... ”

… And you didn’t mind that. Not. One Bit.

[ask-mikitama-suzuki]

Rp event: Royalty au!

(for if they haven’t met her yet)

*Your muse has stumbled upon the kingdom of princess Milo. They have heard rumors of the princess’s beauty and kindness towards all she talks to*

(for if they have met her)

*Your muse has decided to pay princess Milo a visit and as they approach the castle they hear the sounds of fighting beyond the gateway* “I’m sorry but it is unsafe for you to enter the castle at this time. Please come back another time.” *A guard says to your muse, knowing they are a friend of the princess*

(for if your muse is royalty)

*Your muse has decided to pay princess Milo a visit and as they approach the castle they hear the sounds of fighting beyond the gateway* “Your majesty it isn’t safe here, you need to leave.. I’ll tell her majesty you came to see her as soon as things are safe once more..” *A guard says to your muse, knowing they are a friend of the princess*

(for Milo’s parents)

*The evil wizard Haruki is trying to infiltrate the castle to get to Milo. Neither your muse, nor her bodyguard Tatsuo, have seen her since your muse declared the castle under lockdown for Milo’s protection*

tagging: @ask-croissanti (I’m thinking Takahiro could be at the castle trying to get in to kill Milo-) @ask-paradox-and-friends @ask-shou-endo @aces-rp-blog @ask-ayuna-katsuki (you can ignore this since you’re not feeling well and since i already sent in a starter recently) @ask-yuna-handa (we can do this after the certain parts in our other rp happen hehe:3) @pinkwisteria @ask-liam-and-co and anyone else who wants to join:D

(I couldn’t help myself- i was gonna wait until tmr to post this-)

[ask-tanjiro-kamado]

* 15 minutes later of beating each other upI was all beat up my chest are red I'm all sweaty I can't catch my breath and after I gave 15 chops ( which basically means getting slapped on the chest ) the fight is still going which I'm gonna finish him off* ARE YOU DONE YET ARE YOU GONNA GIVE UP HUH !?!?

*Inosuke heaved* “NEVER!!!” *He yelled and pounced on you once more*

[rui-ayaki-lower5]

(For some reason my tumblr was acting up and it woulfn't let me reblog the reply huhu)

"Ah, deathly pale.. wait a minute." He crosses his arms over his chest, looking down at the grass that the four of them stood on. He recalls a certain stranger

"Like that guy in a hat from.. whats it called again? Asakusa? He seemed pale, but I didn't comment on it. Besides, he looked like he was going somewhere important and I was bothering him by asking questions, ehe.."

(Ah gotcha its all good tumblrs been acting goofy)

(Continued from)

*Rui could not be completely certain about who Venti was referring to, but he had a pretty good idea...* "It is hard to say, there are a lot of boys and men in Asakusa and over half of them wear a hat of some sort...and it is the city so people of higher status tend to live around there and according to my mother there is some kind of trend going around those who are well off enough to live in the city; where they make themselves as pale as possible on purpose to make it look like they are wealthy enough to not have to work..." *Rui explained trying to subtly dissuade Venti from potentially doing something reckless.*