#s shinazugawa demon slayer

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N = I wish I had some explanation for where this shit came from.

C/W = A lot of the same thing: P->V, oral {both ways}, some light hair pulling, language, brief masturbation {m & f}, if I missed anything let me know so I can fix it. I've read it too many times as it stands.

WC = almost 3.9k

"A Rose By Any Other"

"Hey, y/n? You're y/n, right? Uh sorry, but I ... I think these are yoursss." Sanemi handed you a tight little leopard print thong.

"Oh ... my ... fuck." You ripped them from his hand and stuck them in your pocket.

"Thank you, Sanemi." His head perked up at you saying his name. "I appreciate you giving these back to me. The last place I lived I lost about 8 pairs of panties." You shrugged your shoulders, "There was some creepy fuck going through the laundry room. Clean or dirty. He'd take them all."

Sanemi made a grossed out face. "You're sure it was a man?" He laughed. "Those are pretty sexy. Maybe some broke ass woman was takin' 'em?"

"Oh god!" You groaned, taking that time to inspect his features more closely. Sanemi's lips were the perfect shape. The perfect color. They looked so soft. You wanted to press your mouth to his.

You shook your head out of the haze his sweet looking lips lulled you into.

"Dooo you maybe wanna come in for some tea or something? You returned my panties. It’s the least I can do, really. What do big strong men drink nowadays?" You blushed deeply as he playfully laughed at your question.

"I don't know what they drink. But I'm good with tea. Unfortunately, I can't." he rubbed the back of his neck with his right hand. "I gotta work soon. Gotta shower right now ..." He watched your face for a reaction, "... But uh, may–maybe I can swing by tonight?" He smiled.

Fuck yeah, come by tonight. Move in. Stay. Forever.

"Ehh, I don't think I have anything going on." You reached out to frisk his pockets, feeling around for his phone.

"Ay! Whoa!" He yelped a little.

Your eyes met his while your hands felt around in his front and then back pockets. You knew fully well he carries his phone in his back right pocket. You just wanted to grope around at his body.

"Relax, I'm just looking for your phone. And ... there ... it ... is!" Pulling it out of his back pocket, you turned it on. "Ohhh, no lock screen. You must really be confident in your ability not to lose this." You put your number in his contacts, memorized his, and handed it back to him.

His hand lingered on yours and your eyes hovered on his for a moment longer than was necessary. Your cunt throbbed from his touch. You swear the two of you were going to kiss. Right there, in the hallway.

You softly bit your bottom lip and gathered up all of your self-restraint to step away from Sanemi's gorgeous body.

"Uh *aheh*," you cleared your throat and reached out to flick a nonexistent fluffy thing from his right shoulder.

He reached up and grabbed you by the wrist.

"What are you doing?" He asked, tightening his grip.

You gasped and looked up at him to read his face. He was smirking. A dark gleam in his eye.

"I w-was getting the ... the fluff off of your sh‐shoulder. Should I have ... not?" You asked, wondering what stupid invisible line you crossed.

Sanemi put his free hand on your shoulder and gently pushed you back against your door. The knob hitting your ass as he moved you.

"Are you ... nervous, y/n?" He leaned in and breathed in your ear. "Do I  ... make you ... nervous?"

Your body reacted to his proximity before you could even comprehend what was happening. Your pussy gushed, immediately slick at his words. His rough hands on your slightly shaky frame continued to press into you.

You forced yourself to push back – even though the effort was futile. It made you feel like you were doing something.

"NO. You make me ..." You stopped yourself and looked down at the floor before divulging a truth.

"I make you what?" He palmed his hard cock through his sweats. Not trying in the least bit to hide what he was doing. Never breaking eye contact with you. He liked you watching him.

Your brows sunk down and your mouth fell open. "W-wet. You make me wet." You wrapped your arms around his neck. "Wanna see?"

Sanemi reached around you and grabbed the sloppy bun on top of your head. Pulling the messy ball of hair to the side, he exposed your neck and leaned in to you.

He put his mouth on your racing pulse point and said right against your soft, hot skin, "I do," he exhaled. His breath was so hot on your skin. "... I want to see how wet you are for me." Sanemi pushed back from you and, almost proudly, fumbled with the tent his cock had pitched in his gray, baggy pants.

Your body nearly sank down the door from what he said next.

"I have to get in the shower and go to work, though." He smiled down at you. "I'm off at 5. Home at 5:20. Out of the shower by 5:30. Be ready for me. He pulled you close to him, reached around and smacked your ass so hard the sound echoed in the hallway.

You were a jellied mess. Reaching behind you, looking for the doorknob, you nodded drunkenly and watched him walk backwards a few yards down the hall to his place. Rubbing himself through his pants, until he disappeared into his place.

"Fuck."

The fucking shower. Him in the shower.

Your pussy throbbed from the memory of your brief exchange. The sight of his massive dick in his hand as he told you to be ready tonight.

It was too long to wait. It was only 11 in the morning. And you were expected to wait for the next 6 and a half hours for him to come back. You decided to give yourself a treat. Just enough to hold you over until Sanemi was with you.

You forced your wobbly legs to carry you to your bedroom where you kicked off your pants. You immediately laid down on your made bed and your hand trailed down the front of your body and cupped your aching clit through your panties.

You rubbed your middle finger over the little bud trying your hardest not to cum too fast. Your other hand reaching up to pinch your nipples. All the while imagining you were not alone right now.

"Mmm ... Sanemi. Ah ... fuck, you feel so good."

You tried to picture him. How he would look holding himself up over your body. But all you could recall was his hand pumping his clothed cock.

You gasped. Your fingers picking up the pace and your head raising up off of your pillows as the intensity of the feeling increased.

"Mmm, I wish ... I wish you were here ... Right ... now."

Your hand moved faster, but not fast enough. It wasn't what you wanted. Not what you needed.

You sat up on your knees and yanked your panties down. Flinging them behind you and swearing your pussy was more swollen and wet than it's ever been. You leaned back on your hands and looked up at the ceiling fan above your bed.

"Oh yeah. That's ... that's good. You gonna make me cum?" You closed your eyes. "Oh my god ... Sanemi ... right in your mouth ... mhm ..."

You pushed down and moaned. "Oh god ... you make me feel so good." Your arm moved up and held onto your tit. You wanted him to suck it. You imagined he was so good with his mouth. That he could use that tongue for many things.

Like your clit.

You pushed back, rocking yourself on the pillow you had underneath you. The feel of the firm cotton makes you whimper and writhe. You were getting close, and you wanted to feel his mouth on you before you got there.

So you forced yourself to stop and you rolled over on your stomach and grabbed your phone from the nightstand. You put his number in and pulled it down, positioning yourself so that the camera was between your legs. You let out a soft moan about how badly you wanted him there before you began snapping selfies.

You got a good one – it was perfect.

The light coming from behind your body was soft and delicate. Making your legs look so smooth. The plump roundness of your ass was beautifully presented.

You sent it to Sanemi with the caption, "A little something to keep you happy while you're at work."

You put your phone down and got up to take a shower. Your body was a little shaky. A little sweaty. A lot unsatisfied.

***

You were done showering within an hour.

"It's 1 o'clock. Goddamn it. 4 more hours to go." You flopped down on your bed again. Trying to wait as patiently as possible.

It was a struggle. You wanted Sanemi. You wanted to feel him inside you.

Your phone chimed.

You looked over and picked it up. It was a text from Sanemi.

Sanemi:

I can't stop thinking about you. About this morning in the hallway. I can't wait to see you again. 🍆 🍑. 

Thanks for the pic of your cunt. My mouth started watering.

Your clit throbbed at the thought.

You:

You've been on my mind all day.

God, Sanemi. I want you to come over. I can't wait 4 more hours. Can't you just tell someone you don't feel well or something and just leave a little early?

Sanemi:

I mean, there are too many people here today. I suppose I could leave if I needed to.

You: TELL. THEM. YOU. NEED. TO. LEAVE. NOW. My door will be unlocked.

Sanemi: Jesus, you're bossy. I need to tame your ass.

You: {middle finger}

Sanemi: Is that for me?

You: THIS IS FOR YOU. You sent him another pic of you. This one was full frontal.

Sanemi: FUCK. ON MY WAY.

You giggled with excitement. You have been talking to Sanemi for months here and there. You'd pass each other on your way to do laundry in the basement and when you’d check your mail. But things finally came to a head this morning. And you couldn't wait much longer.

You put on a little lipstick and laid down completely naked on your bed, awaiting his arrival.

15 minutes later there was a loud knock at your door.

"Who is it?" You called. The door opened and you heard Sanemi's voice.

"It's me. Fucking time to eat, where are you?" He checked every room before he finally got to yours. You were on your back on the bed, your legs hanging over the side, all nice and ready for him to tear you apart.

Sanemi stared down at you in awe.

"Mmmm, I knew you couldn't wait. That's why I laid down on the bed, I thought I'd be ready for you when you got here." You said, smiling up at him. "You're still wearing your work clothes. You can go home and change if you want to."

Sanemi kicked off his shoes. "I don't need to change, these fucking things are coming off anyway. I wanted to come over here right away."

Your body was already buzzing. You knew what he wanted. And he wanted to have his way with you. He was going to fuck you senseless.

"Well, get over here and help me take these godforsaken things off, y/n." He climbed up on the bed with you.

You crawled up to him and put your arms up to wrap them around his neck as he ripped his shirt up and over his head.

You wasted no time pulling down his jeans and his briefs to his thighs. His hard cock sprang out and you put your mouth on the tip as soon as you saw it was out.

"FUUCK!" Sanemi moaned out loud, "Fuuuuck y/n, I ... me ... inside of you." He wasn't really making sense at this point. Luckily, you spoke broken/horny and you caught the gist of what he wanted. But you wanted something else first.

"I want your mouth," You smiled up at him, looking directly in his eyes. You were playing with his cock as he watched. "I want you to use your tongue on me." You purred. "And then,I want to taste you." You licked him again, feeling the silky softness of his stretched skin against your wet tongue.

"Please."

Sanemi groaned at the sight of your mouth on him. It looked so pretty. So right. How your lips stretched out to accommodate his thickness. How the pink of your tongue was a nice contrast to the reddened flush of his cock.

"Ok." He sighed and he crawled back over you.

He pushed your knees up to your chest and held your thighs apart. He put his mouth right on your pussy.

You gasped as he got right down there, immediately sucking at your clit with fervor. You could feel your legs trembling and you couldn't help but start to cum.

Sanemi chuckled against you and you felt his vibrations on your clit. You were a goner. Your eyes rolled back in your head and you pushed your pussy against him trying to get him to go speed up just enough to get you all the way to your orgasm.

Sanemi wouldn't give in, though. He was having fun. He loved the way you felt in his mouth. He was so fucking excited to get inside of you. He wanted to see your face when he plunged his full length inside of your warmth. He wanted to watch your body move against him as he rocked himself in and out of you.

"Oh god ... please ... mhm ..."

You couldn't form complete sentences. You could feel your whole body warming up from his mouth. The inside of your legs were slick and Sanemi was moaning against your pussy as you squirm underneath him.

Your breath caught in your throat when you finally reached your peak. Your eyes tightly shut and you rocked your hips against him, "OH FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" You cried out, as his tongue fucked you and his mouth sucked on you. You were a mess of trembling flesh and your pussy was overflowing with your hot slick.

You were gasping for air as he sat back up and looked down at you. His mouth glistened and his face was wet and shining. He was so fucking sexy.

"That was fast." He laughed, wiping his mouth with his hand.

"What do you expect? I've been rubbing my thighs together all damn day. It's been all I could do to not fuck myself senseless. Now, I'm nowhere near done with you." You groaned and pulled him down on top of you. You kissed him. Slipping your tongue past his lips to feel his tongue. His taste.

You were hungry. Your body was hungry for him. He kissed you back, groaning into your mouth as he did. You wanted to give him everything.

You rolled him over, laying him flat on his back. You climbed up on top of him. He was so hard and it felt nice against your bare ass. You reached behind yourself to stroke him with both hands.

Sanemi moaned and reached up to your chest. His hands felt so big on your breasts. You felt so tiny in his grasp. He was so strong. It excites you.

"I ca-, I can't wait any longer, Sanemi." You reached down between your legs to guide his cock to your entrance.

You were so wet for him. Your pussy throbbed with anticipation.

And then ... He was inside of you.

"OH, OH FFFUCK!" He exclaimed, his voice shaking your insides. His cock was so big and it filled you completely. "I can't believe you've been walkin' around like this all day!" He gasped and his hands shot up to grip your hips.

You smiled down at him and you took his hands in yours. You kissed the back of each of his them as he watched your breasts move against your chest while you rode him.

"Ahh." You closed your eyes. "It's been torture all day. I just wanted you." You groaned as he rolled his hips under you.

You leaned back and arched your back. Holding onto his thighs and watching your breasts bounce and jiggle with each thrust.

"You feel so good, Sanemi. Fuck ..." Your cunt was throbbing around him and you could feel him swell inside of you. He was close, and you loved that you could make him cum from riding him.

You sat back up and put your hands on his chest. You took over and began to ride him hard and fast.

"OH-HO … YES! FUCK! YOU'RE SO TIGHT!" He cried out. His hands went to your ass, and he slapped at it and squeezed the flesh so it spilled out between his fingers. 

"Nhgh! Sanemi, you're gonna make me cum again." You cried out as you rode him harder still. Your head flung back and you cried out his name as your body spasmed around his cock.

You collapsed on him and he held you there, kissing at your face and neck and shoulders as he began to thrust harder. He was deep inside you and your pussy was clenching around his cock. He couldn't help but cum. He gripped you tightly and began to cum inside of you.

You moaned and reached up to brush his hair from his face.

"Oh my god, Sanemi. That was ... that was so good." You breathed out against his neck.

Sanemi was still buried deep inside of you. "You're gonna make me fall in like with you, y/n." He kissed you. "

"I've wanted this for so long." You nuzzled against him, enjoying his scent and the feel of his warm and toned body under your softer make.

"Well ... you better get used to this, because I'm not going anywhere." He sat up and grabbed your waist. Pushing you onto your back. He had his cock out and hard again.

"I'm not done with you yet." He rubbed himself against your sensitive clit. "I wanna fuck you from behind, now."

"O-ok," you stammered, reaching around behind your back to get him closer to you. Sanemi pushed your ass up and smacked it.

"This is how I want to look at you every night, y/n. I want to be buried in your pussy, right here." His hands massaged your ass, "Right here. I want to look at this ass all day. Look at how juicy it is. Look at this pussy. I love your fat, juicy, pussy. You have the prettiest pussy." He leaned over you. "Love your fucking tits, too."

He reached down and grabbed his cock and ran it over your wet slit, dipping it in and out of your dripping  hole.

"Sanemi," you moaned out. "Do it. Wan’ you ..."

He grunted as he pushed all the way inside of you.

"I'm gonna do this for a while, though." He pulled out, and slowly pushed back inside of you. You whimpered and moved your body with his. You loved being taken this way. He was so deep like this. You felt so full of him. You want him to always do this.

He smacked you on the ass and you cried out.

"You wanna be spanked like that?" He laughed, smacking it again. "I knew I liked something about you."

You were practically bent over the bed, your chest flat on your mattress. He had his hands on your hips, pulling you up and back into him.

"YES! YES, SANEMI!"

He pulled you up so you were on your knees, your back to his front. He was still holding you up by your hips, so you reached out and braced yourself on the headboard.

He took your hair in his hands, wrapped it around his fist, and used it to hold on as he buried himself in you. You could feel every inch of him as he went deep and hard. Your body was starting to tingle with another orgasm.

"You like that? You like having me fuck you from behind?"

"YES! Fuck! Fff-yes, Sanemi!" You were so loud, you knew your neighbors could hear. You didn't care.

Sanemi fucked you hard and fast. His pace was fast, he was sweating so much that each impact of his hips against you, his wet body speckled yours with the same drawn out fluids.

He wasn't going to last much longer, and you knew he was about to cum.

"You're gonna make me c- oh goddamn it, Sanemi!" You cried out. "Cum with me, pl-please, Sanemi." You whined as you felt him swell and twitch inside of you. You began to spasm around him as he exploded into your cunt. You fell forward on your bed, exhausted. He fell on top of you, and the two of you were breathing heavily in sync as he rolled you onto your side.

"Jesus Christ, so good, y/n." He nuzzled into your neck, his arms wrapped around you.

You giggled and wiggled yourself against him. Not taking precautions to avoid rubbing yourself against his cock again.

"Yeah, you're definitely getting my pussy from now on, Sanemi." You laughed, turning to kiss him. "I'm already looking forward to it."

He pulled back and smiled at you. He leaned in to kiss you, but you put a finger on his lips to stop him.

"What?" He frowned.

"When can you come back?" You pushed him back to roll over. He laid next to you and smiled.

"Are you fucking kidding me? It's 6 in the fuckin' evening." He groaned, pulling the blanket over both of you. "I can't believe I came over here in my work clothes and fucked you all day. And you’re asking me when I can come back? How about I just don’t leave yet? Mm?"

"Well," you smiled, reaching over to his cock. "We can continue another time, I’m sure." You kissed the tip of it.

"Yeah? You got an early day tomorrow, too?"

"Oh, no. I'm off for the next 3 days. So I have all the time in the world." You kissed him, smiling against his nose.

"Well, you better be ready." He growled. "Cuz I'm not gonna let you sleep."

"Mm, I think I like you, Sanemi." You wrapped your arms around him.

"Yeah? You like me? What are you gonna do now?"

"I think I'll keep you." You grinned. "You're so ... so ..." You couldn't find the right word to describe him. So you looked at him, puzzling out what it could be, for the next few minutes.

"You're just so ... so ... stinky! Get in the shower!" He laughed and carried you to the shower. "You're no evening rose yourself. But I guess I'll keep you, too. 

[bones4thecats]

Hello! If request aren't closed yet, could I request Giyuu, Tengen, and Sanemi with an s/o who's the opposite of them in every way? From their breathing technique, to their weapon choice, and personality.

Type of Writing: Request Characters: Giyuu Tomioka, Tengen Uzui, and Sanemi Shinazugawa Name: {Character} a Slayer! S/O who is their polar opposite Requester: Anonymous

A/N: My first ever Demon Slayer piece, I hope this is good for my first one, Anon! This was also very fun, I can actually see these three falling for someone that was kinda opposite from them!

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🌊 Giyuu is a very distant person, so, when you noticed how closed-off and lonely he seemed, you just had to approach him

🌊 You were known for your happy personality and how amazing you were to talk to, since you would offer amazing advice and how you would give everyone the biggest boost of energy just by smiling at them

🌊 When you guys first revealed your relationship to your fellow Hashira, they were surprised for sure, and if their faces weren't enough proof, Sanemi and Obanai's objections definitely told you

🌊 He has water breathing while you have flame breathing, and you got your fun-loving personality from your mentor and best friend Rengoku Kyojuro

🌊 Giyuu loves to listen to you ramble, hearing about your stories of slaying demons to hearing about how you got Genya, Sanemi's brother, to crack a smile on your last mission together

🌊 The Water Hashira adores to watch as you train with Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke, the flames enveloping the four of you as you laugh at their reactions

🌊 Your personalities may clash, but, you guys do work well together when it comes to your jobs, your many kunai getting coated in flames as his swords waters left a burning sensation on the demon you were fighting with

🌊 Shinobu loves teasing him about how you guys are different, but, he just looks over at you talking to Mitsuri and smiles on the inside, you may be polar opposites, but, he loves that about you

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🔊 Uzui is very flamboyant and out there while you are far more reserved and down-to-earth

🔊 He first noticed you as Mitsuri dragged you to a meeting, as the newest Hashira you weren't very familiar with any of them, and they all could sense your nervousness

🔊 This guy definitely tried to woo you at first, giving you small actions of affection by patting you on the back or leaning his body weight on your head to make you stumble

🔊 Uzui teases you for ages until his wives meet you, he may want to marry you, but he always wants to know if his wives get along with you, it's a package deal

🔊 When they give him the thumbs up, you all spend time together, and they're whipped when they see you protect a bunch of children by releasing your breathing style, Breath of Water

🔊 Water muffles sound, so

🔊 Your new relationship baffles everyone, since his normal type, at least to outsiders, is one of the more flamboyant personality carrying people

🔊 But, he likes that you're more quiet, it makes him remember to slow things down and take a rest whenever needed

🔊 Uzui also loves to help you with your whip-sword, which you started learning about with Mitsuri, and watching you swing your waves around to cancel out his breaths makes him laugh

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🍃 Sanemi is an aggressive person by nature, and you were a far kinder person, killing demons gently while he did so painfully and without a care in the world

🍃 When he first met you, Sanemi was definitely put off by how kind you were with the Kamaboko Squad, your job was to kill demons, and you were braiding the hair of a demon

🍃 You and him were on rocky ground at first, due to your clashing personalities, but, once you guys got used to one another, it was funny for the others to watch as you would pat his head when he finished training

🍃 Whenever you guys are on missions with each other, he devotes himself to protecting you

🍃 From sending blasts of wind to send the demon flying away from you as you protected a small group of children who lost their parents from said demon, to even kicking a demon away, he was ready to sacrifice himself to keep you safe

🍃 Sanemi isn't fond of public displays of affection, he has a reputation of being aggressive and hard to approach, and he'd prefer to keep that reputation strong until retirement

🍃 He loves watching you tease Obanai, just watching you be yourself while pissing someone off makes his day for some weird reason

🍃 He and Genya aren't very close, and watching as you try getting them closer despite his protests makes him chuckle on the inside

🍃 And whenever he hears about your progress in training his younger brother with your old sensei, Gyomei Himekima, who taught you Stone Breathing, he pretends to not be listening, despite others knowing he is

[peachdues]

a surprise for all of you….

Cover art for In the Netherwood by the incredibly talented, beautiful, wonderful, effervescent mermaid that is @selkiipon.

This will be made the cover for a separate masterlist that I am working on for Netherwood and it will also be uploaded to AO3.

I truly don’t have words to express how utterly gorgeous this is. The details (the snowdrops!!), Sanemi’s wolf design, the cloak — it’s all so very wonderful and I am so, so grateful.

Fal, you and your talents are gifts and nothing short of incredible. THANK YOU.

Y’all better reblog and give Fal the attention she deserves.

[kokushibosbestie]

What's probably your weirdest kny headcanon??

Oooo good question! Well, here's a few of my personal kny headcanons:

- Giyu is deathly afraid of kids (not teenagers, kids). - Sanemi rants to Obanai about really anything, like the "yapper and listener" friendship dynamic. - Tanjiro takes late night walks when he's not on missions. - Shinobu kisses the butterfly girls to sleep (except Kanao and Aoi, but that's because they aren't little anymore). - Tengen talks to his muscle mice regularly. - Genya has never eaten any fruit other than watermelon, which explains why it's his favorite. - Gyomei doesn't go to sleep until he's wished the spirits of his orphans goodnight. - Daki does Gyutaro's makeup sometimes and that makes him feel a little pretty even if he whines about it. - Muzan has panic attacks. - Douma frequently tries to "rizz up" Nakime but she teleports him 20 feet away before he can even speak. - Muichiro asks Amane to comb his hair. - Obanai doesn't eat for days straight until someone points it out.

I'd say the Douma one is the weirdest. ￣▽￣

[xxlady-lunaxx]

i think sanemi uses pet names a lot, unconsciously, and giyuu notices this and wants to reciprocate them so, like, he manages to squeeze one in and, like—

"giyuu?"

"yeah, babe??" (giyuu wonders if it's overkill)

sanemi freezes, turning to giyuu with comically slow movements. "huh?"

giyuu looks up, genuinely wondering what's wrong. "hm?"

"did you just-" sanemi stammers, his cheeks pink. "say that again."

"say what?"

"the. the word. you know."

"oh! babe?"

sanemi turns away and promptly knocks his head against the wall, making giyuu scurry over.

"what happened?? should i not?-"

"god, fuck, i love you," sanemi growls. he turns and suffocates giyuu with a hug, apparently too busy reveling in the term to care about either of their health.

"uhm, sanemi, i can't breathe."

"sorry." he releases him. goes back to hitting the wall with his head—or using the wall to hit his head. it's hard to tell what is being abused. (he is definitely going to do anything to make giyuu call him that again.)

// also giyuu, the dense bastard, only figures it out later that night. and then proceeds to take any chance to tease sanemi with the nicknames.

"love, can you get me that?"

"i'm sorry, darling."

"baby, im sick :(("

"honey? wanna go out tonight?"

[lordoflightning]

gotouge was rly like, “here’s a nice kid!! now lets put him through the horrors”

[ogatas-beloved]

Selfshiptober Day 22; kiss/scars

(Molly-it/they, Sanemi-he/him)

[princeblue]

I find the fanbook where Gyomei said that Sanemi liked Kanae fuelled people thinking he like-liked her. Personally, people can ship and think what they want, but I feel it was more of respect like you said. It’s probably why they get along in Gakuen since she reminds him of his mom. But even then, Masachika I always thought was more important to Sanemi then Kanae

Yes exactly!!!! I don’t care if people ship Sanemi with anyone at all, I do care about the material being misinterpreted and headcanons and fanon personas being classified as “canon”

As for the fanbook thing, I couldn’t agree more. People really can’t hear “[Character] likes [Character]” without immediately assuming it’s with romantic feelings, but it’s not solid enough to be canonical, because like I said in my earlier post. Everyone Sanemi actually loves is explicitly stated to be so in his fanbook.

But I do agree, people are allowed to do whatever they want, ship, think, even if I heavily disagree with their opinions. Because at the end of the day fandom is supposed to be fun! not war.

But just to put it out there, here’s my personal rankings of who Sanemi actually cares about:

1. Genya

2. His other little siblings

3. Shizu

4. Masachika

5. Obanai (they canonically really get along with each other so)

6. Everyone else

[happynightmoonsworld]

(This is a comment from someone on the app of TV Time) I LOVED THIS EPISODE, I LOVED SEEING MY BEAUTIFUL BOY GENYA, I LOVED SEEING MY OTHER BEAUTIFUL BOYS TANJIRO,ZENITSU AND INOSUKE, I LOVED SEEING THE AMAZING FRIENDSHIP OF TANJIRO AND GENYA AND I'M SCARED FOR THE LAST TWO EPISODES I'M NOT FUCKING READYYYYYYY😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[rubylarkspur22]

When you're writing a dramatic moment, but have to figure out if one character's heart can stop so the other can do CPR without breaking the space time continuum.

Yeah, I had to do some quick googling to make sure Sanemi could have a dramatic heart stop without Kanae f***ing up some sort of timeline.

Luckily, CPR was developed by that time! The method is a lil different , but CPR is CPR!

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N = Some plot. I know you think Cable Guy Sanemi. But it's - ok, it might be exactly what you're thinking.

C/W = P->V, oral (both ways), language, drinking, bj follow through persuasion, just general sex. Idk. If I missed any warnings or spelled something in an unacceptable way, please let me know.

NSFW // MDNI UNDER THE CUT

Full Package

It was 4:45 in the afternoon. There was a knock at your door.

"Fucking better be the cable guy. I swear to god. These assholes ..." you complained the whole way to your door, even a little bit after you opened it. "... Keeping me ... fucking ... ffffuuckk. Hi, you're uh, oh my God."

The overly attractive man with white and messy hair smiled at you with his perfect teeth. His lavender eyes bore into yours. You felt like an idiot for gawking at him. And if he said anything about how silly you're being, you'd just hold a mirror in front of his gorgeous face and tell him to change your mind.

"I'm Sanemi, are you ready to get hooked up?"

You damn near choked on your own saliva.

"Your cable and internet? Can I please come in and hook them up for you?" He gestured with his right hand to be let in.

"OH! Yes, *aheh*," you cleared your throat as he walked by you. He. Smelled. Like. Sex. Not the after sex, but the before sex. When you get all cleaned up for your partner and you're all freshy fresh and nothing in the world smells better than you at that moment in time before you get all sweaty and covered in the other person's juices (which has it's own appeal, but the before sex, there's just something about being so clean together for a minute).

"C-can I offer you something?" You chewed on the tip of your index finger as you stared at his ass while he bent over the entertainment center looking for the cable jack.

Too deep in focus to notice he'd turned around and is now looking at you looking at his crotch.

A tiny string of spit dribbles down your mouth as you sigh. Daydreaming about what his cock would taste like.

"What do you have?" He smiled, clearly not affected by your blatant sexual harassment. It's only harassment if they don't like it, right?

"Hm?" You blinked lazily and met his eyes, almost cumming on the spot. God, he's gorgeous. "OH! What do I have, what do I have? I don't know. Why don't you follow me into the kitchen and we'll look together?"

Sanemi nodded, "Lead the way," he shuffled through the paperwork, looking for something, before he put it down on the arm of the overstuffed chair, "Y/n." And he smiled. It was a little dark, the look on his face. And you were here for it.

"Ok, I have ... ugh. I need to go grocery shopping. I have juice. But you're not a child, right? You're over 18? I MEAN, you just probably wouldn't like juice."

He smirked at your inquiry and tilted his head to the left as he nodded slowly.

"I'm 21. Old enough to drink whatever I want. Young enough to not know better."

"Ahh-ha! Ok, good to know. Well, you just help yourself to whatever you want. Think of this as your home for as long as it takes to get me ... plugged. IN. The cable. As long as it takes ..." You looked at him like he was a nice cut of steak.

He winked at you.

It took everything in you not to slide a hand up your shirt and stroke your nipple under your bra.

Sanemi walked over to the cabinet you pointed at and opened it, revealing the wide array of liquors and alcohol that had collected over time. He rummaged around before emerging with a bottle of vodka and giving you the universal sign for having to make a phone call.

You gave him a thumbs up and wandered over to the living room while you waited for him to finish his talking.

"Yeah, I'm not coming back in today. But I'll be working on Y/n L/n's place. It's going to be really hard to get the wires stripped like I need to. The setup, it's looking pretty fucked. I'm going to have to screw around to make it do what I need it to do. Yeah, just tell him I'll be in on Monday. Ok, thanks {name}."

You heard everything he said and you asked after he'd hung up, "Everything ok?"

He poured two glasses, handing one to you as he came closer, slyly holding up the bottle of vodka, "Yep, perfect. Here ya go. Better to drink this with no ice."

You sat on the couch as he joined you, placing the bottle on the table between the couch and the TV.

You both took long sips. Looking at you, Sanemi took off his button up shirt and throwing it across the room.

"You mind if I get a little comfy? It's hot in here."

Your eyes couldn't leave the tiny droplet of sweat that rolled down his pecs onto his tight abs. You imagined licking it off.

"What movie are we watching?" Sanemi smirked, the dim lighting of the tv making the lines in his cheeks dance.

"Mmm, w-what?" You don't know why you were being so stupid. It's like there wasn't a single brain cell left in your head.

He hummed and chuckled, "Hmm. Nothin', babe." He turned to face you on the couch. His bare torso on display, making you so wet.

"You're beautiful." You sighed as your head fell back against the couch.

"Oh yeah?" He whispered as he leaned forward, kissing you like he already knew how good he was at it. It wasn't messy or dirty. He was gentle. And as you moaned, you felt his smile on your lips. He must've known how he affected you. It was pretty obvious, anyway.

He worked off his black jeans, reaching into his boxer-briefs and squeezing his cock, "Oh my God, I'm so hard, fuck. What should I do about this? It's a sin to waste a fat, hard cock, you know?"

Your chest heaved as you watched him slowly rub his hand over the bulge in his underwear. You were so turned on tears were forming in your eyes. You could have been struck with lightning at that moment and died a happy woman.

He crawled on top of you, pulling his underwear down and revealing his perfect, thick, cock.

You licked your lips, "Oohhh, shit."

Sanemi grinned and took a sip of his drink, finishing it off before pulling yours out of your grip and taking a swig of that.

"Need a little lubrication." He chuckled as he sloshed it back and forth.

You eyed him, "Are you ..."

He held his hand to your mouth, "Don't tell me you want me stop? Babe. You want to see this monster? You gotta work for it." He smirked.

You leaned towards his crotch and grabbed his length, gently sucking the skin of the tip, the head feeling so soft against your tongue.

You took a few slow licks before he moaned, "That's it, suck on the tip. Let it in your whole mouth."

His moans vibrated your whole core as you devoured his cock. "Fuck yeah. Just like that, baby. Just like that."

His fingers toyed with your nipples under your shirt as you bobbed up and down his thick, throbbing shaft. The precum was addictive.

He pushed on your head a little, "Here, stick your tongue out."

You did as he said and stuck your tongue out a little ways.

"Good girl. Open wide now." Sanemi smiled as he rammed his entire cock in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat. You were careful with your teeth as he started fucking your face.

"Yeah, there we go. Your throat feels fucking amazing. I might cum quick if you keep this up."

You hollowed your cheeks as you sucked and sucked. You tried to pull back but he gripped your scalp and kept you in place, "Shhh, just take it." He moaned.

You loved hearing him moan for you. It made your clit throb and you felt yourself begin to drip into your pants.

You pushed your hand down your yoga pants, fingering yourself while he fucked your mouth.

"Fuck yes, I love the sight of you touching yourself. Such a filthy little bitch. Oohhh shit. Fuck."

Sanemi groaned, pushing on the back of your head with more intensity as he plunged deeper and deeper into your mouth, feeling your throat contract around his cock as you gagged.

You pumped your fingers in and out of your soaking pussy, so close to cumming all over your hand.

But Sanemi stopped and grabbed your waist, lifting you up and sliding your pants down.

"No. Panties? You a frequent commando flyer? Tell me, did you know I was coming out to your place today? Was this decision made on my behalf? Fucking dirty little brat."

You couldn't pass a 3rd grade spelling test right now, you were so drunk on him. So you just smiled pretty and hoped he'd stop talking.

He spread your pussy lips apart and plunged two fingers inside as he licked your clit like a fucking expert.

"Holy shit," you whispered, rubbing the sides of your tits as you fucked back against his face.

"Your little clit looks hungry, I'll give it something to fill up on." He smiled, biting it gently before giving it a hard suck, sending you bucking and shuddering all over his face. His hair was the only thing that kept you upright. You had no idea how hard you pulled it, but Sanemi didn't complain.

You were panting as he finished you off, "I'm going to fuck your brains out, y/n." He whispered into your ear. You damn near came again at just how good his breath felt.

You couldn't wait. Your eyes rolled back at the relief you felt knowing he was about to tuck himself into your cunt. "Oh God, yes. P-please, Sanemi. Fuck me."

His hands gripped your hips so hard as he plunged himself inside of you. "Shit, you're so tight. How are you this fucking tight."

You pulled his white and messy hair hard and thrust yourself onto his cock, feeling every inch of him deep in you. "Mmmfuck! Yes, Sanemi!"

His thumbs were in your mouth now, fucking you just how you liked. You flicked the tip of his finger and watched the grin form on his beautiful face, "Mhm, you know what to do to that tongue, huh? Do you want to make me feel so good I can't stand? I'll cum deep in your little cunt. Mhmmm, yes I will."

Your tongue twitched against his thumb as his other hand massaged your clit. "That's it, cum for me, cum for me." He sped up his pace, slamming himself into you.

Your pussy clenched as you felt your orgasm approach. The pressure mounting. And then it hit. Hard. "Yes, fuck yes. Shit, Sanemiiii!" Your thighs were shaking so hard you were afraid you wouldn't be able to keep up, but he never let you falter.

As you were on the other side of your orgasm, he flipped you over on your back, "My turn."

You gripped his forearms as he slammed into you.

"You take my cock so well. Who knew your little hole was hiding such a talent?" He smirked, tucking his sweaty bangs behind his ears.

"Oh, right there. Don't stop. Fuck, oh my God. Don't stop."

He threw you a flirty wink, "Wouldn't dream of it."

You cried out as you came again, your clit was sore and sensitive from his sucking but somehow he managed to rub it just the right way to bring you to another one so quickly.

Sanemi kept his thrusts even, working you through your second orgasm while bringing himself to his.

You pulled him by the neck and crashed your lips to his as he spurted his hot, creamy cum deep in you.

After a few moments of panting, Sanemi looked up at the TV, "Whoops, you ordered a porn. How was it?"

You shook your head and laughed, "No, no. This right here was a freebie."

He smiled, running his hand through your sweaty hair, "Forget the porn. Let's fuck the day away. I don't even know if my dick can work that hard anymore, but I'm willing to try if you are. Plus I gotta wait until Monday before I can come back out." He pouted.

He didn't have to wait until Monday before coming back. Every time he "forgot" some papers at your house, he'd fuck your brains out. After the job was done, he just didn't have any more work to come back and do at your house. But you sure as hell saw him on Friday and Saturday and even a few times on Sunday.

"Ya know, we could try the whole dating thing if you want. Might make me show up on weekdays just as often, especially if my dick is doing all the walking." He leaned back against the couch and put his hands behind his head.

"Yeah. That might work."

And it did. A lot. Sanemi wasn't the best at keeping his word, but his dick never failed to follow through on a promise. So there was that.

[bones4thecats]

Hi can u write 🐇 prompt 9 for sanemi shinazugawa ty

🐇Quote-Prompt 9 w/ KnY! Sanemi

Character: Sanemi Shinazugawa Requester: 🍃Anon A/N: I'll nickname you 🍃Anon since that's the emoji I use for Sanemi. Please use that every time if you request in the future, thanks! Also there is mentions of having an adoptive child (allowing the Reader to stay GN). Anyways, I hope you enjoy this!! ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Nothing ⚠️

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╚═════ Sanemi Shinazugawa ══════════════════════╝

🍃 Whenever your husband was sent out on a mission for a prolonged time, he would send you many letters. And when the mission was finished, he would send his crow back to give you a letter with a small object that he found in a nearby town that he figured you'd like

🍃 As he was strained from his work, he took a deep breath as he saw your shared estate come into view. The sound of little snores from your young adoptive-son laying his head on a pillow making Sanemi chuckle and pick him up to put him to bed

"You shouldn't be staying up whenever I come home, Rai."

🍃 As he tucked the young boy in his futon, pulling a blanket onto him, he heard footsteps behind him, which caused him to look up with his sword at the ready just in case

🍃 Sanemi then noticed you were standing there with a small smile, which allowed him to lower his guard back down and mess with his son's hair slightly

🍃 The Wind Hashira then stood up and walked up to you, wrapping his arms around your midsection and kissing your forehead gently. You then looked up and him and motioned for him to follow you to bed

🍃 Thankfully, your husband had bathed right before he came home, so he wasn't drenched in sweat. So, as he laid down next to you, you weren't bombarded with his stench like you were the first few times you were sharing a home with him

🍃 You laid on your right side as Sanemi held you from behind, laying his chin on your shoulder and allowing his hand to mess with yours while his other was stuffed underneath your stomach and holding your waist

"It's good to be laying beside you again, my Love."

"I agree."

🍃 You could feel his slightly rough fingers messing with your softer ones before interlocking in the same way they did when he confessed to you back when you were younger

"Y'know Y/N, I like how your hand looks in mine." He admitted, a slight coat of blush laying on his cheeks.

"I agree." You mocked his voice as you spoke, making him chuckle sleepily as you nuzzled your head into his own as he slightly moved with his voice.

🍃 Sanemi raised your hand to his mouth and gave it a loving kiss before tilting his head once more to kiss your cheek and then your lips before allowing his eyes to close fully and begin to finally rest properly after the multiple days away

"I love you, my dear."

"I love you as well, Sanemi."

[peachdues]

horny Thursday or somethin

Sanemi still shows up at the bookstore; still serves as equal parts distraction and entertainment.

Before, the only time you touched him was when he needed to be batted away from where he lurked behind the counter, or whenever he’d offer some cheeky comment or flirtatious quip that you hadn’t known how to respond to, so you’d smacked his arm or the back of his head, too flustered and yet too unwilling to admit it.

Now, there are stolen kisses between the bookstacks, flirty touches against your waist or furtive squeezes of your ass as you kick him out from behind your counter whenever the door bell announces the arrival of customers.

There’s the steadying support of his palm against the small of your back whenever you climb up on your ladder to pull boxes in the storeroom. The squeeze of his hand around yours as you lock up for the night and set off for home.

And sometimes, there are more than just quick pecks and fleeting touches. There are times when Sanemi’s mouth is pressed hotly to your neck, one hand groping your breast or playing with the fastening on your pants as he presses you harder into the shelves. Other times he is behind you as you���re trying to cash out your register for the night, his fingers pushing under the hem of your sundress to tease along your inner thigh, his groin pressed flush to your ass as his cock strains against the seam of his pants.

He’s never fucked you in the store, but he does seem to enjoy riling you up until you’re flushed and practically dragging him by his wrist back to your apartment. But you do dream of him sitting you atop the counter’s ledge and burying himself inside you. And often, far too often, you wonder what it would be like for him to hastily pull away and tuck himself back into his pants right as customers arrive, leaving you to assist them while his cum pools in your underwear.

[kokushibosbestie]

"I don't want...you to die." ✧

. . . 🍑

[ponderingmoonlight]

Reader and Sanemi going from hating to marrying each other + meeting up with the Kamado family post infinity castle

Pairing: Sanemi x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,2k

Synopsis: Gosh, you hated that guy. Just the way the wind hashira talked to you pushed you over the edge far too often. Little did you know that you'll feel different about that hot-tempered man after everything is over, that you'll find yourself convincing your husband to meet the Kamado family...

Warnings: THIS IS SPOILER FREE Y'ALL, I wrote this without ANY spoilers in it, so none of the outcome is what actually happens in the manga like that (I actually aim for a spoiler-free blog so anime onlys don't have to worry, death of basically every other hashira, language, angst to fluff

Special thanks to cutie patootie @effetsecndaires for that super cute suggestion 🤍

„Me and that guy?“

„Yeah, there’s ain’t no way I’m working with that spoiled brat-„

„Who are you to call me spoiled, you prick-“

“Did you just call me prick you little-“

“Can you two just stop?”, Giyu mumbles under his breath, all pairs on eyes set on you and the wind hashira who is only inches away from your face by know.

God, how much you hate that guy. Since the first time you saw him beating up a bunch of innocent demon slayer to now where you literally feel his urge to slap you right into your face, you can’t stand him. Out of all skilled demon slayers, why does it have to be him? How did he even achieve the status of a pillar in the first place?

“Stay the hell out of it, Tomioka”, Sanemi barks at the water hashira in an instant.

“Stop acting like a jerk. Don’t you get that nobody will ever like you if you treat them like that!?”

“Not liking me? Look at you, (y/n). You’re a total loser.”

“Take that back right now!”

“That’s enough, stop already”, Gyomei finally speaks out.

Oh, you couldn’t care less about the stone hashira lifting himself off the ground or the thick tension that fills the air. Out of instinct, you yank towards, your fist aiming straight for his face. That little fucker will pay for every single insult, for every time he put you down-

“I said enough, (y/n).”

“Let go of me!”, you cry out when Gyomei catches you mid-air.

“You heard him, (y/n). Enough is enough”, Sanemi jeers at you with a slight grin.

Oh, how much you would have given to get teased by Sanemi Shinazugawa like that one last time. How desperately you wish you could turn back time to see all their faces again. When all of you arrived within the infinity castle, you knew you might not make it out alive, that some of your beloved friends will eventually never find their way out.

“Sanemi!”, you cried into the countless chambers around you, eyes aimlessly searching for the man your eyes locked with just seconds ago.

“(y/n)!”, he shouted from afar.

Where is he? Is he safe? What if you’ll never see him again? You swallowed hard, desperately trying to stop your dumb eyes from watering. What if…you’ll never see Sanemi again?

“Where are you?”

“Don’t you dare to die on me here!”, he yelled on top of his lungs.

Before eventually, he stopped replying.  Before you faced countless demons on your own, all at once.

You would have never imagined that those crazy eyes you hated so much since joining the chosen circle of hashira would be the ones you’ll see last before your lifeless body collapses onto the floor.

“No, you can’t leave me like that. Not you too, (y/n). Get yourself together and fight!”, he hissed through gritted teeth while grabbing your body tightly.

“S…Sanemi?”

What a relief it was to fall asleep in his muscular arms.

And what a surprise it was to wake up with him by your side again.

“I’m so tired”, you mumbled before being able to even think straight.

Everything hurt. From your little toe to your shoulder, over your torso and your crushed leg. It feels like you just returned from a trip to hell.

“You’re awake.”

Don’t so familiar voice that suddenly sounds so soft and broken, that maniac orbs that suddenly turned…hurt. Is Sanemi Shinazugawa crying?

“Are you okay?”, you croaked.

What about the others? Are they safe? Did you make it? What about Muzan, the upper moons, Tanjiro and his sister? Your brain threatens to give him, a breathtaking wave of nausea close to hit you with full force.

“Dumbass, look at yourself first. Are you okay?”

Gently, he caressed your cheek with his bruised knuckles, forcing your heart to skip a beat. Is this really the Sanemi Shinazugawa you know and hate?

Hate?

You furrow your eyebrows. Did you really hate him those past few weeks when you sat together after training past after midnight? Did you really hate him when fighting against those demons, when he was all you were able to think about? When on earth did you start un-hating him?

“I’m fine…But…the others?”

Just the way he shakes his head in defeat is enough for you to know. You swallow hard. All the people you loved…Mitsuri who always braided your hair, Shinobu always stitched you up after another fight with Sanemi, Giyu who always scolded you for acting out like that. Tanjiro, Nezuko, Gyomei, Obanai, Muichiro…Are all of them gone?

Suddenly you fail to breathe. Your friends, your found-family.

Everything’s gone.

“Hey, don’t panic.”

Did they suffer? How many people were forced to die in that senseless war?

“Look at me, (y/n).”

You can’t catch your breath, shaky hands clinging onto Sanemi’s sleeve for what feels like dear life.

“(y/n).”

He grabs your face with both of his hands. And all of the sudden, everything around you starts to get calm.

“It will be alright. Not today, not even tomorrow or next week. But we’ll get through this together.”

“I hate you”, you breathe out while getting lost in the new-found peace his eyes radiate.

“I hate you too”, he mumbles.

Why do his lips suddenly look so inviting, roaming closer and closer? Why do you enjoy the way he holds your face in place with his rough hands, how he stares at you in distress?

But there’s something apart from distress, a new-found feeling you’ve never seen before.

“More than anything else”, you add.

“Absolutely, yes.”

And then his lips crash into yours. Longingly, almost desperate Sanemi Shinazugawa kisses you with every fiber of his being, allows his body to finally give him. He never allowed himself a single positive thought when it came to you, always hated every minor thing you did. Until the infinity castle made him realize what he truly feels for you, that he needs to catch a taste of your forward lips before it is too late.

That was exactly one year ago.

“What’s on your mind again?”, Sanemi mumbles into your hair while staring into the sunset and holding you tight.

“Oh, I was just thinking about how much you hated me back then”, you chuckle.

What a relief it is. Being able to watch the sunset without fearing the night. Being able so live another day with your husband by your side.

Your husband, Sanemi Shinazugawa.

“I wonder what they would think, seeing us like that”, Sanemi comments dryly.

“Oh, they wouldn’t believe us.”

“Absolutely not, nah.”

“But I bet they’d be proud, right? I’m sure it’s fine that we’re doing okay…”

“You’re talking nonsense again, (y/n). Why would they ever be mad at us for living our lives?”

“Because they couldn’t.”

You swallow the lump that forms itself deep in your throat down. Not a single day went by without you thinking about your comrades. How they always had to keep the two of you separated, how much fun you’ve had despite the circumstances.

But now, there’s only you and Sanemi left. And Tanjiro Kamado.

“I think we should pay the Kamado family a visit”, you add before thinking about it any further.

To this day, Sanemi refused to meet up with Tanjiro and his sister. Maybe because he still hates the boy with the scar, maybe because seeing Tanjiro means being confronted with his past all over again. Over and over, you begged him to go, to make sure both of them are doing alright.

“Didn’t I say no 100 times already?”, Sanemi grumbles behind you.

“Well, you said you hate me at least 100 times as well and still, I’m here”, you bite back.

Sanemi shifts his weight, his muscles tense behind your back. You know too well that this isn’t easy for him, that seeing Tanjiro means getting confronted with a part of his past he’s so eager to forget. But the Kamado family never gave up their hope, always keeps their doors open if Sanemi does decide on meeting them someday.

“That’s not the same, idiot.”

“Sanemi.”

You turn around and cup his face gently with both hands.

“Maybe you should pay him a visit. We didn’t see him in a long time.”

“Why would I care though? It’s not like I liked that kid at one point”, he barks back at you.

You let out your breath. Despite the fact that infinity castle made both of you softer, Sanemi still didn’t lose his stubbornness and attitude. Well, so did you.

“You wanna act like an asshole? Go ahead, then. I’ll leave tomorrow morning, with or without you.”

Without another word, you get up and make your way back into the house. How frustrating living with him can be. But still…The past is scarry, maybe even too much too bear. After today, you won’t speak up about visiting the Kamado family again.

-the next day-

“Nezuko!”

She doesn’t hear you. The girl with the wavy black hair tied into a knot, her tender eyes focused on the garden in front of her feet. How breathtakingly gorgeous she is, a true beauty just like back then.

“Nezuko!”, you cry out again, waving at her like an idiot.

Back then, she saved your life by almost sacrificing her own. Even though you weren’t as kind as the other hashiras, the Kamado family always stood by your side and believed in you. Seeing her so unbothered and happy forces a wave of tears up your eyes, makes your vision go foggy.

Thanks to your comrades, all of this is over now.

“(y/n)!”, the girl finally greets you while mindlessly dropping her sickle and dashing towards you.

“(y/n), is it really you? I can’t believe it!”, Nezuko breathes out.

“Yeah, the original”, you giggle.

She still wears the same patterns she did back then. But her eyes, they look so different. Nezuko really is fully human again. You can’t stop a single tear rolling down your eyes. And all of this, only due to the sacrifice of your friends.

“No, don’t you cry, (y/n)! Not when both of us should be happy”, Nezuko croaks out, a thin coat of tears now covering her very own eyes.

“Those are happy tears. I’m so sorry for not visiting you sooner, it’s just…”

Yes, what is it? Did you hesitate because Sanemi wasn’t ready, because he refused over and over to accompany you? No, you yourself needed that time to heal, to get over all the terror and suffering you’ve been through.

“You don’t have to apologize at all. After all, Tanjiro and I needed some time to adjust to this new life as well. Do you mind me asking how Shinazugawa-sama is?”

“Sanemi? He’s doing okay. But he isn’t ready yet…”

“Of course, I get that! But there’s no need to rush, right? After all, we now have plenty of time left”, Nezuko replies with that oh so gentle grin plastered onto her face.

“(y/n), is that you?”

Your heart skips a beat. Oh, you’d recognize that voice from everywhere with its unwavering optimism and tender undertones.

“Long time no see, Kamado Tanjiro.”

In the matter of seconds, you find yourself embraced into a tight hug, surrounded by nothing but the signature ichimatsu pattern that burned itself into your brain.

“Oh my, I’m so sorry for casually hugging you like this, (y/n)-sama!”, he adds in a haste, quickly letting go of you and bowing.

“I’m not a hashira anymore, Tanjiro. And both of us are equal. Well, now that I think of it, I should be the one who bows in front of you”, you contradict jokingly.

“It’s so nice to finally see you again! How are you?”

“I’m doing alright. Sanemi and I, we worked quite hard to renovate his estate after what happened. These past few months, we enjoyed watching the sunsets for the very first time in ages”, you explain briefly.

“I couldn’t believe my ears when I heard that the two of you married. It makes me beyond happy you found your luck, (y/n).”

“Don’t you dare making my wife cry, brat.”

Your eyes widen, heartbeat instantly picking up. You’d recognize that voice out of a thousand people. When you turn around, you get greeted by the annoyed expression of none other than your husband.

“Sanemi”, you breathe out.

Did he follow you? When did he decide on meeting the Kamado’s? You’ve been bugging him for ages, almost begging him to pay Tanjiro and Nezuko a visit.

And now he stands there, arms casually crossed in front of his chest.

“Shinazugawa-sama, what a honor-“

“Spare me with that bullshit”, Sanemi interrupts the boy immediately.

“Just tell me how you’re doing.”

Oh. Your eyes threaten to overfill with joy all over again, Sanemi’s arm now wrapped around your waist tightly. Just 2 years ago, you didn’t even think about the possibility to even like Sanemi, to look after the Kamado’s.

But this is your life now. Your oh so sweet life.

“You might have been right. Maybe this isn’t so bad after all”, Sanemi whispers into your ear.

“So, does that mean you finally don’t hate me anymore.”

“That’s a bit out of line, Kamado. You’re still a brat, after all.”

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head over heels.

requested -> can i request sanemi taking care of reader? Like them being back from a mission after not seeing them for a bit? :) by -> anonymous

a/n -> eeeeeeeee i love this man <3

pairing -> sanemi shinazugawa x f!reader

you pause in your step the second you hear a familiar creak echo across the manor.

that could only mean one thing—

"y/n?" sanemi's gruff voice rings out in the silence, his footsteps growing closer as he makes his way to the entrance. "is that you?"

cringing, you press your hand harder against the side of your stomach. maybe, if you were convincing enough, he wouldn't even notice the blood.

sanemi comes around the corner a second later, his feet padding against the hardwood as he meets your eyes. the neutral expression on his face brightens, just a little, and momentarily you're warmed at the sight of him so happy to see you, but then, you see his eyes trail lower.

oh no—

"are you bleeding?"

okay, so, clearly it had been foolish to think that sanemi somehow wouldn't notice the profusely bleeding wound on your stomach. it was worth the hope, at least.

he's in front of you in a flash, face morphing into one a deep concern as he kneels, taking your hand away by the wrist and eyeing the wound itself. you cringe when you see the look in his eyes.

"i'm fine," you promise swiftly, voice somewhat breathless. honestly, you weren't fine—at least, not completely. your body ached from how hard you pushed yourself and even if you were desperately trying not to make it so obvious, the wound really did hurt. not to mention, you were exhausted and your brain felt numb as you desperately tried to get it to work properly.

setting a hand on sanemi's head and enjoying the feeling of his hair in your fingers, you smile down at him. "the demon ended up being harder than i thought it'd be, that's all," you explain, shaking your head. "he managed to get me with his claw and—oh!"

your words are cut off by a sharp squeal of surprise when you suddenly find yourslef being lifted in the air.

"s-sanemi!"

"shh," he cuts in, voice a little sharper than he intended but it does the job. your lips seal shut, seeing the slight tremble of his lips that he tries to hide. sanemi is gentle, making sure his grip isn't too hard and that he isn't pressing into your wound as he leads you through his estate, stopping when he reaches his bedroom.

he slowly sets you down on the cot and as he straightens out, you stare up at him with parted lips.

"take off your clothes," he explains, moving to make his way back out. "i'll clean the wound for you."

flushing faintly, you nod, watching his back disappear around the corner for a moment before complying with his order. you take your hoari with ease, but your slayer corps uniform takes a bit longer; shaky, exhausted fingers work to unbotton the damn thing, but every shift brings a deep ache to your wound.

you don't even notice sanemi make his way back until his hands are on yours once again.

eyes widening, you turn to him, seeing the bowl of water and clothe he'd brought, befoe focusing back on him.

"sanami—"

he just shakes his head, fingers pushing yours away as he easily unbottons the top of your uniform. your flush deepends when it's suddenly not just being topless in front of sanemi, but him being the one to take off your clothes. and, to be fair, it wasn't like he hadn't before but this...

felt a little more intimate, oddly enough.

he helps you pull your arms through the sleeves, gentle in the way that sanemi only ever really is with you. he folds your shirt and places it beside him, before grabbing the clothe and dipping it in the water before rinsing the excess and pressing it against your side. you expect it to be cold, but the water is the perfect warmth and your body visably eases at the sensation.

"why didn't you go to the butterfly estate?" sanemi asks after a moment more of silence, glancing up at you through his lashes.

"i..." and you hesitate, feeling incredibly vulnerable in that moment as your stomach flutters with butterflies and you squirm lightly in the spot until sanemi presses his fingers into your hip and you halt. sighing, you let your hands fall in your lap. "i wanted to see you," you confess.

sanemi raises a brow; "by tracking blood through my entrance?"

you pout; "sorry."

shaking his head, sanemi pulls the clothe away, falling silent for a moment as he leans closer to get a proper look at your wound. "i don't think you need stitches," he explains, "but we should probably get you checked out by shinobu in case."

your eyes widen; "no!"

"y/n—"

"i'm fine," you breathe, taking his hand in your own two and squeezing. "i promise you. i... i just want to be with you. i was gone for so long."

at that, sanemi hesitates. he eyes you for a moment more, looking like the argument is still on the tip of his tongue, but then it fades, second by second, as he takes in your pleading look and feels your hands around his own.

"fine," he concedes, "but you'll be resting. no straining yourself."

biting your lip, you hesitate; "you sure you'll be able to keep your hands to yourself?" you tease lightly, letting a small smile curl onto your lips.

sanemi liked to act tough, and you guessed, he was—with anyone else. he'd bend over backwards for anything you asked him to do, even if he denied otherwise or tried to argue. in the end, you always got what you wanted simply because sanemi was head-over-heels for you.

but you falter when you see a bright, proud smirk curl onto sanemi's lips. it's not what you're expecting at all, especially when he lets the clothe fall back into the bowl before shoving it away and putting all his focus on you.

he leans forward, hands falling on either side of you as you lean back, bare back falling against the cot as sanemi hovers over you.

"who said anything about me?" he grins ear to ear, a mischevious, somewhat devious twinkle in his eyes. "i told you to rest, but that doesn't mean i can't still... touch you."

you swallow thickly as his right hand trails across your stomach, the touch light and feathery and butterfly-inducing.

"besides," he adds after a moment of tense silence. "i still have to punish you for not taking better care of yourself."

your eyes widen; "but—!"

"uh-huh," he cuts you off when a light pinch to your hip. "didn't i tell you? shh."

and your stomach twists, heart racing, but still, you listen.

because really, you were head-over-heels for sanemi too.